A New Day, A New You part 8 - Sex Stories

A New Day, A New You part 8

... Robin as I lead Kit inside. “Want something to drink,” I ask Kit who perks up. “See that’s why I don’t listen to people in fucking uniform, I’ve been on the road for five hours and nobody, NOT ONE FUCKING PERSON OFFERS ME A MOTHERFUCKING DRINK,” Kit goes from calm to yelling when she realizes that she’s scaring my friends,” Do you have any beer?” I grab Kit a beer and take one for everyone except Robin who waves it off in favor of bottled water. Richard is in the recliner chair with Robin on one end of the couch and Kit lounging on me at the other end. Nobody wants to ask Kit any questions so I go through introductions. She peels off her jacket at one point and leans against me. “Okay Stuart I think we deserve to know who your friend is and how you met,” Robin says being polite but forward. “Oh Stuart and I got married,” Kit tells them as Richard sprays his beer. “What the fuck,” Is the only thing Robin can say before Kit starts laughing. “He proposed and we were married in a bar last summer up in Washington, I had just stabbed my jealous ex and he was so sweet I had to marry the handsome man,” Kit says almost purring, like a fucking tiger. “So he’s been down here going to college with you waiting for him up north,” Robin asks and Kit laughs a little. “Oh fuck no girl, I know he’s been down here putting good meat to the college girls and it’s not a real marriage or anything. I like him but I’m too old for him but he fucks like a possessed man,” Kit tell her before turning ...

... to me,” Or was all that the blackout drunk?” “You ride the bike, I ride you,” I tell her and Richard almost spews beer again. “Do you have trouble holding your beer boy,” Kit asks Richard who shakes his head,” Women don’t like men who are more girly than them.” Richard gets a little red faced and Robin even laughs a little at the joke. It is maybe another couple minutes before Kit asks where my bed is and I escort my ‘wife’ to my room. I watch as she grabs a towel and promptly exits towards my bathroom. I stand in my door way and shrug at Robin and Richard who are as confused as I am. Robin heads out leaving Richard and I to make small talk while Kit makes use of my facilities. It’s maybe twenty minutes before Kit, wearing a towel over her shoulders and a pair of barely there panties exits the bathroom carrying her clothing in her hand. Richard has stopped talking and I smile at him before following Kit to my bed room. Her clothes are piled on the floor and she has deposited herself under my blankets as I strip down and crawl in with her. She’s facing away from me and I wrap my arm around her when I hear it, a light snore. Road trip plus shower and a beer equals sleep for hardened biker woman? I shrug and exit bed pulling on some shorts before hopping on my computer to speak with Jun. I get the low down on Guy and the wives; apparently there was a fight about me and people wanting to help while Guy says I can do it for myself. I want to take Chez out but I have no clue as to ...