Hot Outside and Inside
Jill watched through her kitchen window as the big trash compactor moved down the street
towards her house. She lived in the last house on the block, and since it was a dead end
street, the driver always backed into her driveway so he could turn his rig around and
make his exit. It was hot out today, and even though it was only ten in the morning, the
thermometer in the window showed eighty five degrees. The truck was now only one house
away and Jill stared intently as the garbage man jumped out of the driver's seat and
hefted a fifty five gallon barrel like it was a pillow and dumped the contents into the
compactor! She crossed and uncrossed her legs while admiring a light layer of sweat
shining on his black chest and arms, so when he pulled into her driveway and dumped her
container, she opened the back door and yelled out, “Say, it's awful hot out today,
how about some iced tea!?!”
He finished emptying her barrel, glanced at his watch, and replied,
“Sure, why not, I've got a few minutes to spare.
“Come on in,” she said, while holding open the door for him. “Have a seat at the kitchen
table and I'll get the tea out of the fridge.” She walked to the fridge. “Sugar and
lemon,” she asked?
“Just lemon,” he replied while flashing his million dollar smile.
After handing him his glass, she settled down in the chair next to his and began,
“I'm really sorry, but after all these months I don't even know your name.”
He took a long swallow of tea and replied, “It's Henry, Kelly Henry!”
Nice to meet you Kelly,” she said while extending her hand, “I'm Jill Evans!” Both
of them sipped on their tea for a few moments before Jill offered while taking his glass,
“Let me get a little more ice for you!”
As she stood up, she purposely let her robe fall open giving him a generous peek at her
naked body! She dropped a few cubes into his glass and returned to her chair, only this
time, leaving the top of her robe open far enough so that her breasts were clearly
visible. Kelly tried to keep from staring, but when a young woman practically begs you to
look at her boobs, well, in that case you take advantage of the situation.
In a very calm quiet voice Jill asked, “Do you like the way my breasts look, Kelly?!
If wasn't for his being black, you could have seen the red rising in his cheeks from
embarrassment as he stammered, “Uh, no, I mean yes, I've really got to go, I have a
schedule to meet.”
Being slightly bemused at his discomfort, she asked sweetly, “Why,
Kelly, I do believe that you're shy, haven't you ever seen a white woman's
breasts before?!”
After making an audible gulping sound, he replied, “Uh, sure I have, lots of times,
it's just that, well, I know you're married and all, and besides, you're a
customer of mine.”
“That's right,” she said with a smile, “and you know what they say about customers
don't you!?!”
“W-what,” he stumbled?!?”
“They say that the customer's always right,” she replied while dropping her robe.
The look of consternation, that up until that time had been etched on his dark face, was
quickly replaced with one of lust.
“Have you ever fucked a white woman,” she asked softly while cupping her 34b breasts and
pinching her nipples?!?
Now growing more emboldened he replied, “I've fucked a lot of white girls, and they
love getting it from a brother.”
“And why would that be?” she asked while putting on her little show!?!
“Do you really want to know,” he replied with just a touch of insolence in his voice!?!
“Why?” she asked. “Is it some big secret?”
He laughed a hearty laugh and shot back, “It's big all right, big enough to make
your white little ass shake.”
“Oh, my,” she replied in mock fear, “do you think I should run and hide, I'm so
scared!?!”
It was then that he started unbuckling his gray work pants and said evenly, “You're
gonna get it just like every other white bitch, and you're gonna love it.”
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