Lae House Getaway

Chapter 1 - Marcie

I debate whether or not to text Trish. I mean, I need to work things out, but I don't want a pity party. Right now, Jake is drunk and passed out on the couch. I don't want to be here when he wakes up.

Marcie: "Hey, girl, u up?"

Trish: "Uh, sure."

Marcie: "Got some time?"

Trish: "For you, alway.s"

Marcie: "Well, it's Jake. it's getting worse."

Trish: "You need to drop that douche."

Marcie: "I know, but..."

Trish: "But what? you can do so much bette.r"

Marcie: "I know."

Trish: "Do you?"

Marcie: "I don't know. maybe?"

Trish: "No maybes. girl, get over here."

Marcie: "I don't want to see anyone right now."

Trish: "I'm not taking no for an answer. Get ur ass over here. I'll start making the margaritas."

Marcie: "Oh no."

Trish: "Oh yes. it's time for Movies and Margaritas."

Trish and I have been best friends since meeting in college 7 years ago. I don't know when we started the Movies and Margaritas thing, but it's always fun. And when things are going shitty, putting on some dumb movie and laughing our asses off while we get drunk is about the most fun ever.

Thirty minutes later, I'm knocking at Trish's door.

An always bubbly Trish opens the door. Her smile fades quickly. "What the fuck is that?"

She points to my bruised cheek.

"Oh, it's nothing. It hardly even hurts now."

"That fucking asshole. He did this, right?"

"Well..."

Trish brings me in for a hug. "Dammit, girl, this is it. You need to move on."

"I know..."

And I do know. I didn't used to have self-confidence issues. Not until Jake. He was by far the best looking guy that was ever interested in me. I'm not exactly a beauty queen and my figure is on the plus side, so I was floored when he was interested in me.

He was really nice the first month. Not so much after that. The constant put downs and comments about my weight have left me a fucking mess. I know it's horrible that I would rather be in this abusive relationship instead of being alone. The slaps and hits only started this last month. Maybe he's just going through a tough time.

Three margaritas and one stupid movie later, I feel better.

"Marcie," Trish said as she turned off the streaming box. "You gotta put some space between you and him."

"I know. I know."

"So, are you going to do it?"

"Yeah, it's just. He moved into my apartment three weeks ago, so where do I go?"

"Shit. Can you kick him out?"

"I want to, but I'm afraid what he might do."

"I can try and see if my brother and his friends can help."

"I don't want it to be a big thing."

"Well, then, you have to move out. Then just cancel the lease underneath that son of a bitch."

"Yeah, but where will I go?"

"Marcie, you know you can come here."

"I know, but I don't want to bring my shit down on you."

Trish bites her lower lip (she always does that when she's thinking really hard). "You really need to get away from the city for a while."

"Hmmm. Well, maybe. That could work."

"Maybe what?"

"Well, I was thinking that maybe I could go up to my parents' lake house. I haven't had time to go there in years. I used to love going there when I was a kid."

"Do you think that will work?"

"I think so. I think that the internet is decent and with this new job at Harper's, they don't care where I work as long as I get my editing done."

"That sounds great. Will you be okay up there by yourself?"

"Yes, I think so. Honestly, I think some alone time to get my mind right is just what the doctor ordered. Plus, Jake knows nothing about it. I've never mentioned it to him."

I spend the night at Trish's. In the morning, I put in a call to my dad about being at the lake house for a month or so. He said it was no problem; he and mom are heading off to Ireland in two weeks for a month. I would have the place to myself. Trish and I do a quick trip over to my apartment after I knew Jake would be off at work.

By noon, I'm driving out of the city and on my way to the lake house. I'm so relieved to put some space between me and Jake. I can work on my tan, keep doing my normal job, and try to get my mind right so I can live like a normal person again. Without Jake. Without any guy.

About two hours later, I pull into New Falls. It's the tiny little town that is the closest thing to civilization near our lake house. Well, maybe civilization is a bit much. It's a tiny little town with barely anything to offer. Our family always called the little town "Slash" because almost every business did two or more things. There was the grocery/gas/bait shop place. Then the restaurant/bar/four room motel. And finally, the hardware/marine/auto mechanic place.

I pull into New Falls Grocery and Gas to fill up and get some food for the next few days.

Chapter 2 - Devante

Things have been boring lately. At New Falls Grocery and Gas, there hasn't been a hot girl sighting since the summer started. Needless to say, it's been slow on the sex front. If I get really desperate, I could hit up Josie for a romp, but I'm just not really into her. Too damn skinny. I swear that girl is on meth or something. Usually, I can count on some hot college aged girls vacationing with their families, but it's been nothing but kids. There was one girl that was pretty good looking, but she barely looked eighteen. A bit too young for me.

"Hmmm, maybe it's going to get a little less boring," I say under my breath.

She's maybe 5'4", but she is packing a serious amount of thighs into her jeans. She's got dark hair and that lily white skin is threatening to make my cock start growing right now. She's waves 'hi" and turns down one of the four aisles we have at our grocery store. Well, my cock is in for it now: her ass matches her thighs. There is a side to side movement that makes me adjust my cock in my pants. Fuck, does this girl have a booty. But that doesn't take anything away from her chest. She's got to be at least a D cup.

After filling a carry basket with her groceries, she comes up to the front to check out.

"Hi there," I say, trying to be cool and casual.

"Hi. Beautiful day, isn't it?"

"Yes. And it just got more beautiful."

Her cheeks get slightly pink at my ham fisted compliment and she stays quiet.

"Going up to the lake?"

"Yup. My family has a place up there, but I haven't been in a while."

"That's great. Well, the weather should be good for at least the next two days."

I ring up her groceries and debate whether to hit on her right then or not. "You planning on staying for a while or is this just a weekend thing?"

"Stay for a while if I can. Just trying to get away from things for a bit."

"Well, you've come to the right place. It's pretty quiet around here almost all the time."

"That's just what I need."

No, I think, to myself, you're just what I need. But I don't say it. I finish ringing her up and say, "Well, you need anything, just come see me. I know almost everything and everyone in this little town. I'm Devante."

I hold out my hand. She looks embarrassed for a moment, but then shakes it. "Marcie. Nice to meet you."

I shake her hand just a little longer than what is normal. "I mean it, Marcie. If you need ANYTHING, just ask."

She looks flustered again, but pulls her hand away and starts to leave. She turns over her shoulder, "Thanks, Devante. I'm sure I'll be seeing you again soon."

Fuck, even that little shoulder turn made my stomach do a little somersault. As soon as she's gone, I grab my phone and text Henry: "A good one just came thru the store. definitely someone to pursue."

It takes about 30 minutes, but finally I get a text back: "Mmmm...getting horny already."

Chapter 3 - Henry

Devante and I have been close ever since boot camp. I can't believe he came to live with me in New Falls after our tours were done. But he did. At some point, he'll want to move on. He's a certified badass, so he could do so much more than work at the local gas and sip.

I remember the first time we shared a woman like it was yesterday. This hot little thing was hitting on me at the bar and looked as though she wanted to get down on her knees right then and there and start sucking my cock. I looked over to Devante and said, "Sorry, dude, but I got to go right now."

Theresa, the sexy little thing's name, grabbed my hand and then grabbed Devante's. "You know, we can all go together."

Devante and I had showered together many times in the Army, so seeing each other naked was no big deal, but I'd never fucked in front of anyone before. But she was hot as hell and we were both too horny to say no.

For the next 3 hours, we kissed, sucked, and fucked our way to many orgasms. She must have cum at least 6 times and Devante and I shot 3 loads a piece. This girl was insatiable, so I think she almost needed 2 guys in order to be satisfied. Still, there was something more to it. We found that we complemented each other and filled in the gaps almost perfectly. Where Devante was more gentle and loving, I could bring the nasty that so many women crave, even if they don't want to admit it to themselves.

That was just a one night stand. It was a special night, but we wanted more. Two years later, we finally found a woman in Delilah that was open enough and willing to engage in a longer term relationship with 2 guys. Once again, Devante and I found that we complemented each other almost perfectly. While Devante was thoughtful and attentive to any little thing our woman wanted, I was good with my hands, fixing anything and everything that needed fixing. It was sad when Delilah had to move away. We both had girlfriends since then, but none of them were open to non-traditional relationships. And sure we found a woman from time to time that was open to a threesome, but we haven't had a long term relationship like what we had with Delilah since then.

Devante definitely piqued my interest in Marcie. You never know until you ask.

Chapter 4 - Marcie

So far, it's been great. I feel better than I have in months. My complexion is slightly better. Work is going well. I'm working on my tan and swimming almost every day. I have taken care of my sexual urges with my hands and dildo, but I am not ashamed to admit that I've included that hot guy from the grocery store in my fantasies.

I have never been with a black guy. There was one time back in college that I came close. He was hot and seemed interested in me at this party, but the evening fizzled out and I never saw him again. I know it might be a cliche, but I have wondered if Devante has a big cock and, further, I wonder how good it would feel to have it filling my pussy.

The last time I was at the store, he was definitely giving off vibes that he was interested. But I'm sure I'm imagining things. Regardless, I feel a little twitch in pussy as I drive down to town to stock up on some groceries.

Damn. My Check Engine light just came on. I knew my good luck couldn't last. At least one of the few places in town is a garage. I pull my Toyota Celica in front of Smith's Hardware. Tacked onto the corner was a little sign: Henry's Auto Repair.

I go over to the little door next to the garage and pull it open. A rush of too cool air hits me in the face and a nice looking older lady looks up from her computer screen. She's chomping bubble gum like it was mean to her or something.

"Hey, sugar, what can I help you with?"

"Um, well, it's my car. The Check Engine light just came on. I don't know what the problem could be."

"That's what we're here for, darling." She turns and hits a button, "Henry, get in here, sweetie pie. Got ourselves a customer."

I wasn't sure what I was expecting, but a 6 foot wall of a man was not it. His forearms were muscled and his shirt was tight on his chest. I just hope that my stare wasn't too obvious.

"Hello there, little lady. I'm Henry. What can I do for you?"

The look he gives me is both a turn on and disconcerting at the same time. His stare threatens to bore a hole right through me. I have to look away.

I explain the issue to him.

"Well, we can hook it up to the computer and see what the code is right quick. Can you wait around for a few minutes?"

I stare down at the ground for a minute. Damn, this guy has me flustered. "Sure. Actually, I need to go get some groceries."

"That's great. Why don't you do that and then I'll at least know what is happening."

"Okay. Thanks." I turn to walk across the street.

"Oh, and hey, Marcie, tell Devante I said hi."

"Um, okay." As I walk across the street, I think to myself, "How did he know my name?"

Devante is up at the cash register when I go to check out. I feel like a school girl, blushing and being nervous around a guy.

"So how's the time away going?"

"Great. It's so quiet up here."

"Yeah, gets boring at some point."

"It's not boring for me at all yet. In fact, I'm enjoying having the peace and quiet."

"Well, if you get bored, let me know."

"Um, sure." I can feel his eyes on me as I turn to walk back across the street. I can feel my pussy moisten at the thought of this hot guy wanting me. Maybe he's just being friendly, but it seems like he is interested.

Henry's got my hood up and steps out from under it when he sees me approach. He stares hard at me and looks me up and down. He is not shy about it. I would swear I hear him say "Damn" under his breath.

Finally he speaks.

"Well, it might not be something too big. The code came back for your catalytic converter, but that can mean bigger problems with your emissions system. I'd like to keep it overnight if I can. You probably need a ride home right?"

"Yeah."

"Sometimes I have loners, but I don't right now. Wait here. Let me see if I can get you a ride."

He disappears into a back room.

Chapter 5 - Henry

I punch in Devante's number.

I scowl into the phone, "You fucking bastard."

"What?"

I repeat what I said. "You fucking bastard. You get to take Marcie home. I gotta keep her car overnight to check it out. If you score with her, you better fucking share."

"Brother, you know I always share when I can. If the lady is open to it, of course."

"Of course. Well, anyway, get settled over there and come get her any time."

I hang up and am instantly jealous that he gets to take this tasty morsel home.

"All set. Devante will be over in a minute to give you a ride."

"Devante?"

"Yeah. From New Falls Grocery and Gas. You know him right?"

"Yeah, we've met a few times."

"Great. If you give me a call tomorrow, I'm sure I'll have an update for you."

Chapter 6 - Devante

"Sucks to be Henry," I think as I go over to get Marcie.

I put her groceries in the back seat.

"Um, thanks for the ride. I'm up on Plaistow Road."

"Yup, I know the place. It's no problem giving you a ride."

"Thanks so much."

"Again, no problem. So you say things are going well so far?"

"Yeah, it's so peaceful and relaxing."

"Lake life looks like it's been good to you. If you don't mind me saying, you look even more beautiful than you did that first day I met you."

"Beautiful? Me?"

"Yeah. Of course. You don't have to be shy with me. I know that you know that you're beautiful. I bet you have to beat the guys off with a stick back in the city."

"Not exactly."

"What? You gotta be kidding me."

Damn, this girl is something else. Her shy demeanor is coupled with possibly a bit of a self-image issue. Somehow it makes her even hotter.

"Um, no. Well, guys aren't exactly fighting themselves for me."

"Dumb guys if you ask me."

I see a huge smile come across her face. I smile too as we pull into her place.

"Let me help get the groceries in," I say as I grab her two bags.

"Okay. Thanks."

"Nice place you have here, Marcie."

"Thanks. It's my parents place. I used to come up here a lot when I was a kid, but I've been so busy that I haven't been up here in forever."

"Well, you should definitely come up here more often. You brighten my day every time I see you."

"I do?"

I take her hands in mine, "Yes, you do."

She pulls away and puts the last of the groceries away. I can see her debating something in her mind.

Finally, she speaks up. "Devante, do you want to stay for dinner? It's the least I can do to repay you for the ride."

"Absolutely, I want to stay."

Chapter 7 - Marcie

Dinner is great. I don't let him help much in the kitchen, but he keeps offering, so I let him set the table and open the wine.

The food is good and the conversation even better. It's super easy to talk to Devante.

When he asks about any guy I might have back in the city, I get quiet. I don't want to talk about Jake.

He takes my hands in his. "You don't have to tell me anything."

But his soft eyes and the way he is looking at me makes me WANT to tell him. The next thing I know, the whole story comes tumbling out, including the shitty ending and how I decided to come up here.

"That fucking dude does not deserve someone as amazing as you."

"Amazing? I doubt it."

"Marcie," again he takes my hands in his. "You are amazing. You're smart, hard working, beautiful, and kind. I've only spent two hours with you, but I already know that."

"You're just saying that."

"No, I'm not. And don't get me started on that gorgeous body of yours."

"See. Now I know you're lying. Look, Devante, I know I'm fat. You don't have to lie to me about my body."

"You are not fat, Marcie. So what if you aren't a little twig. Maybe in the city, all the girls starve themselves, but out here in the sticks, we like our women to be real women, not look like twelve year old boys."

He pulls my hand up to his mouth and kisses the back of it. "Marcie, may I kiss you?"

"Um....yes."

His arm goes around my waist and he pulls me into him, his lips covering mine in a gentle, but firm way. His kiss sends tingles down my arm and into my stomach. His tongue parts my lips and he explores the inside of my mouth.

He abruptly stops. I figured he finally came to his senses and wants to bolt. But I was wrong. He looks deeply into my eyes, his eyes dark pools of desire. "Can we go to the couch?"

"Um, sure."

He resumes his soft, but firm kisses while his hand starts to explore my body. He caresses my breast through my shirt. I can feel my nipples harden at his touch.

"Marcie, may I take your top off?"

I nod yes to him and help pull my top off with him. I'm not sure I've ever been with a guy so kind and gentle, checking along the way that I'm okay with everything he's doing.

"Holy fuck, Marcie. You are fucking gorgeous."

He continues to fondle my breasts through my bra, but it isn't long until I give him permission to remove my bra. My DD breasts spring out at him and he wastes no time in devouring my left breast like he hadn't just finished dinner. Each suck on my nipple sends a little shock down to my pussy. A pussy that is getting wetter and wetter by the minute.

He is so slow and patient, but I can't take it any more.

"Dammit, Devante, I want you to fuck me."

"Your wish is my command, my lady." His shirt is off in two seconds and he goes to work on my pants. If my belly roll turns him off, he hides it well. I lift up my hips so he can slide my jeans off. I'm completely naked for him and still he looks at me like he's never wanted a woman more than he wants me in this moment.

His pants slide off and his cock pops out. His glorious, wonderful cock. It is as big as my fantasies thought it might be; maybe 8 inches and decently thick too. It's already nice and hard.

"Marcie, baby, do I need to put a condom on?"

"No. I'm on the pill. Just put it in me."

He complies and slides his big cock into me. I'm so wet that it slides in easily. His fullness feels so good. He is much bigger than Jake and his size makes my head spin.