ONE MAN'S TRASH

It was a quiet Wednesday morning at the Lowes in Bowie, MD. The weather was warm and beautiful outside; a perfect day to take care of home projects. But thus far, there has been minimal traffic at the home improvement store.  

The young woman stood near her register and watched the young man help an older female customer. The pair laughed casually and the young man pointed the customer towards the aisle where she could find what she wanted. He gave the customer a big smile as she went on her merry way.

Thirty-three-year-old Rose Perkins had worked at the Lowes for almost three years now. The man she was watching was 25-year-old Shawn Greene. He had been on the job for a little over a year. He saw her and smiled, heading her way.

“Hey Rose, wassup?” Shawn greeted. “How’s your day going?”

Rose smiled and shrugged. “Can’t complain so far,” she replied. “You’re quite the charmer with the ladies, huh?”

Shawn looked back briefly. “Oh that? Nah, just being nice while I helped her. Nothing to it. Just my personality,” he said.

“Mmhmm…” Rose replied with a sly grin. Someone approached the register with a purchase and Shawn waved bye to her so she could check the customer out.

The rest of the day went by and it was soon time for Shawn to go home. He clocked out and headed outside to his Jeep Cherokee. He saw Rose parked not too far away from him. The hood of her Honda Civic was raised, and she was looking at the engine, frustrated. He walked towards her.

“Hey, what’s wrong with your car?” Shawn asked, and Rose frowned, shutting the hood of her car.

“I don’t know but I’m really not in the mood to deal with it this evening,” Rose said. “I’ll leave it here tonight and call AAA tomorrow. I’m off and don’t have anything to do so it’ll be fine.”

Shawn sighed and put his hands on his hips. “Okay, well, do you need a ride home?” he asked.

Rose’s face brightened. “Really? That would be fantastic. I don’t live too far from here,” she said.

“Lock your car up and come on,” Shawn said.

Rose smiled and grabbed her bag from her car. She locked it and followed Shawn to his Jeep. They climbed inside and buckled up.

Rose looked at him. “Thank you so much for this,” she gushed.

“It’s no problem,” Shawn said.

“Am I taking you far out of your way?” Rose asked.

“No, I live in Upper Marlboro. You’re fine,” Shawn said. “I’m off on my break now and don’t have anything to do.”

Rose lived 15 minutes away in some apartments off of Rte. 301. She directed Shawn to her building, and Shawn parked in a visitor’s spot in front. Rose gathered her things.

“I really do appreciate your help, Shawn. Thank you so much,” she said.

“You’re quite welcome,” Shawn said, smiling.

Rose looked at him briefly. “What are you getting ready to do now?” she asked.

Shawn shrugged. “Nothing. Get something to eat and maybe a six-pack. Go back to the crib. I have no plans for tonight,” he said.

Rose smiled. “How about we go down to that new fish place on 301 we passed by on the way here? My treat. We can come back here and chill a bit,” she suggested. “If you don’t mind my company.”

Shawn smiled. “How can I say no to that?” he said. “I think I know the place you’re talking about. Let’s go.”

They traveled back out to Rte. 301 North and hit a U-turn shortly after getting on it. The seafood restaurant was on their right just before the exit to Rte. 214. They went in and got a bunch of fish and chicken wings. Rose also got a half-gallon of half-and-half iced tea/lemonade. They drove back to Rose’s apartment.

Shawn didn’t know how hungry he was. He punished the chicken and fish. Rose watched him eat with a big smile on her face.

“This is great. I’m definitely going to go back to that place,” Shawn said.

“This is pretty good. I like this coleslaw,” Rose said.

“Yes, me too,” Shawn said.

They finished eating and sat back, essentially stuffed.

“So what are you going to do about your car?” Shawn asked.

Rose rolled her eyes. “Please don’t kill my vibe,” she said with a giggle. “It’ll get taken care of tomorrow. I’ll call AAA and have it towed. I thought that the battery was dead but I think it’s something more. Maybe the alternator.”

Shawn winced. “Ouch,” he said. “That’s gonna be expensive if that’s what’s wrong.”

Rose frowned. “Yeah,” she said. She piped up. “But… I’m not gonna worry about that tonight. Not gonna kill my vibe,” she said with a smile.

Shawn laughed. “Cool. But I do know someone who can check your car out for you,” he said.

Rose smiled. “Thanks once again. We can talk later about that,” she said. She got up and headed into her kitchen. “Would you like something to drink? I have some Hennessy and Jack Daniels,” she said.

“Oh hell yeah, some Henny Rock would be great,” Shawn said excitedly.

Rose poured some Hennessy and Coke into a glass and handed it to him. She poured herself some Jack Daniel's and Coke and sat down on the sofa. She took a sip of her drink and sighed.

“So, why didn’t you have any plans for your days off? What do you normally do on your break?” she asked.

Shawn shrugged. “I go to the movies. I drive. I enjoy findng cool places to hang out. I love the water so I like trying to find a nice marina or a lake to check out,” he said.

Rose nodded. “I like the water, too. I want to go to Ocean City. I’ve never been there,” she said.

“I see,” Shawn said, nodding. “Ocean City is a long drive. Everyone goes there.”

“Yeah. You don’t like it?” she asked.

Shawn shrugged. “It’s okay. But I’ve been there and done that. I want to find new spots. I’ve been scheming on the Delaware beaches. I’ve read a lot of good things about them,” he said.

“Me too,” Rose said. “I don’t know anyone who has been up there. And it’s a closer drive than Ocean City. I wouldn’t mind going back to Atlantic City, either. Haven’t been there in a while, though. Not since I went with my ex.”

“I wanna go to Vegas, too. I’ve never been there. Maybe that’s my next trip,” Shawn said.

“When you go to Vegas, you need to plan it out. There is a lot of stuff to do there besides drinking and gambling,” Rose said.

“You’ve been there, too?” Shawn asked.

“With my ex, yes. He’s a big gambler. Wins a lot, though,” Rose said.

Shawn smiled. “How long were you with him?” he asked.

Rose sighed. “Three very long years,” she said.

Shawn frowned. “No good memories?” he asked.

Rose gulped the rest of her Jack and Coke. “He took me places I’ve never been. But he wasn’t good to me. I was his property. I went through a lot with him,” she said softly.

Shawn looked at her pitifully. “I’m sorry you went through that,” he said. “What happened to him?”

“He caught a charge in Philly, where we are from. He is doing a five-year bid there. I had to leave Philly and relocated down here,” Rose said.

“So this is where you started over, huh? You’re not dating anyone?” Shawn asked.

Rose was a bit surprised at the question and snickered. “Nah, no one pays me any attention,” she said.

“You could still date. Just to go out and have fun,” Shawn said.

Rose frowned. “Look at me. Who would want to date me?” she asked derisively.

Shawn stared at her. Wow, her ex really did a number on her, he thought. “What’s wrong with your looks?” he asked.

Rose squirmed. “Come on, Shawn. I’m dark-skinned, fat, wear glasses, and have buck teeth. I look like a young Whoopi Goldberg,” she said sullenly.

Shawn shook his head. “Your ex really did a number on you. You’re old enough to know that there’s someone out there for everyone. But your confidence needs work,” he said. “Confidence is sexy.”

“Well, I don’t bother anyone and no one bothers me. I like it that way,” she said. “I’m cool alone. I’m my own best company.”

Shawn nodded. “I get it. I like doing what I want when I want. Going where I want to go or seeing who I want to see. I like my freedom,” he said.

Rose smiled grimly. “It’s easier for men to be alone. Women are conditioned to want family so they sacrifice to develop relationships to lead to marriage,” she said.

Shawn disagreed with her but he could see why she thought that way. “Men definitely don’t have it easier being single. I’ll quote Eddie Murphy. Men are as faithful as their options. If a guy doesn’t have women falling all over him, he’ll find it hard to find a good woman to be faithful to,” he said.

Rose laughed. “I get that. But I still don’t feel beautiful or sexy,” she said.

Shawn looked at her. True, she was dark-skinned but her skin was flawless and very soft-looking. She had big, brown eyes behind those nerdy glasses. She also had a wide, very generous mouth with full lips. She did have buck teeth but her smile was white and bright. Her braids went down to her shoulders and were very neat. She really did look like Whoopi Goldberg.

That was just her face. Her body was another story. Rose was very curvy and thick, standing 5’4” and weighing 200 lbs. She had always been a thick girl, but the abuse she suffered in the relationship with her ex put more pounds on her body. Her ex made her feel so ugly that she thought no one else would ever want her.

Shawn sighed. “Rose, I know you went through a lot from what that man did to you, but you have to start healing from that. Maybe you should talk to a professional about it. You seem like a pretty good girl; don’t waste your life being afraid,” he said.

Rose sighed and smiled. “I know. You’re right,” she said. She got up to make another drink. “You’re killing my vibe again. Would you like a refill?” she asked.

“Sure,” Shawn said, handing her his glass.

Rose made him another Hennessy and Coke, and herself another Jack and Coke. She came back to the sofa and handed Shawn his drink. She raised her glass to him.

“Here’s to travelling and going where we want,” she said. 

“Here, here,” Shawn said, tapping his glass with hers.

“But you need an experienced travel buddy,” Rose said. I want to be yours. Let me plan a trip to Vegas for us.”

Shawn’s eyes got big. “Wow, really? Wouldn’t that be like bringing sand to the beach?” he asked.

Rose smiled. “Well, I could be your sand and the beach,” she said.

Shawn’s jaw dropped. “Rose, what are you saying?” he gasped.

She had an impish look on her face. “Just what I said. We could have a lot of fun together,” she said.

Shawn scratched his head. “I don’t know what to say. I didn’t even know you even looked at me that way,” he said.

“I see you every day and you’re the only guy who really sees me and talks to me. You help me get through my day without stress,” she said.

Shawn shrugged. “I like talking to you. You’re very pleasant to be around,” he said.

“And you’re also very sexy,” Rose said. “I think about you when I get into bed at night.”

This surprised Shawn and he sat up straight. He narrowed his eyes at her. “Do you really? What do you do when you think about me?” he asked.

Rose squirmed shyly. “I… kinda touch… myself,” she said softly.

Shawn stared at her. “Touch yourself? Show me how,” he said.

Now, it was Rose’s turn to be bug-eyed. “S-show you?” she stammered.

“Yes, show me how you touch yourself when you think about me,” Shawn said.

“Out here?” Rose gasped.

“No… In your bed,” Shawn said. “That’s where you do it, right? In bed?”

Rose nodded and swallowed. “Yes,” she said.

“Sounds so sexy,” Shawn said. “It’s getting me excited. I wanna see you.” Rose was still very shocked that he wanted to see her and didn’t move.  

“I mean, you want to be my sand and my beach, right? I like the idea and your confidence. Show me more,” he coaxed. Rose giggled giddily and got up. She teasingly looked back at him and headed for her bedroom. Shawn followed.

She went into her bedroom and turned around to face Shawn. She took off her work vest and let it fall to the floor. She kicked off her sneakers and smiled at him seductively.

“I touch my breasts. I cup them and play with my nipples,” she said.

“Does that feel good?” Shawn asked. He caressed his bulging crotch. Rose’s eyes fell to his hand.

“Yes, it does,” she said, swallowing hard.

“What do you think about when you touch them?” Shawn asked. He unzipped his zipper and reached inside his fly.

“I imagine you licking them. Sucking them,” Rose said, breathing hard.

“Show me,” Shawn said. “Take off your shirt and bra.”

Rose took off her shirt and shrugged off her jeans. She climbed onto the bed in her bra and panties. She caressed her titties and pulled at her nipples. She moaned softly.

“You look delicious,” Shawn said. He took off his shirt and tossed it aside.

Rose’s eyes locked on his wide, chocolate pectorals, shoulders, and taut abdominals. Her loins heated anew. She hurriedly unclasped her bra from the back and her 36DD-cup titties fell free. She pulled at her nipples harder.

He pushed off his jeans and his boxer briefs down and off his feet. He stroked his thick, curved, chocolate man-rod. He had a fat, mushroom head and Rose’s mouth watered as she watched him.

“Oh my God…” she panted. She pushed off her panties and opened her legs. She began to massage her clit and moan.

“Is that how you like to play with your pussy?” Shawn asked.

Rose swallowed and slipped the hood of her clit between her two middle fingers. Her swollen clit protruded from between her fingers. She eased her fingers down into her dewy pussy, penetrating it gently. Her body shivered.

“Ohhhh fuck, that’s so hot…” Shawn gasped. His dick was so hard now and he stroked it faster. He stared at her. “You are so beautiful and sexy… I’m about to cum watching you!!!” he exclaimed.

A sense of urgency overcame Rose. She jumped up desperately and dove at Shawn’s crotch. She knocked his hand off his throbbing dick and buried it in her mouth. She greedily throated his dick, moaning loudly as she did so. Shawn never stood a chance to resist her. He roared and exploded in her mouth. Rose coughed violently, cum splashing from the sides of her mouth. But she kept sucking and swallowed what she could. Shawn’s knees buckled and his spent dick fell from her lips.

“Oh God…” he moaned, stumbling back.

Rose sat back on the bed and watched him lustfully. She licked her lips, relishing his musky taste in her mouth.

“How was that?” she asked.

Shawn stared at her. “That was incredible,” he squeaked.

Rose smiled. “Not bad for an ugly girl, huh?” she said devilishly.

“Stop,” Shawn said. He climbed onto the bed and pushed her down on it. He pulled her close to him by her hips and pushed her legs back wide. He leaned down over her and took her face in his hands. He put a deep kiss on her lips. Their tongues danced.

Time stood still for both of them and they were lost within each other. Shawn finally broke their kiss, leaving Rose breathless and panting. He kissed the nape of her neck and licked down to her titties. He gathered them in his hands and took one of her stiff, brown-sugar nipples in his mouth. He sucked hungrily. Rose trembled beneath him and arched her back. She moaned loudly and cradled his head in her hands. Her pussy was on fire.

“Oh my God, you’re making my pussy flood!!!” she hollered.

Shawn growled and licked down her belly to her juicy fupa. He moved to her thick, chocolate thighs and licked her flesh. His eyes darted to her juicy cooch as he licked.

“Oh my God, I’m gonna love sucking on that juicy pussy,” he moaned.

He didn’t waste time. He moved to her pussy and jabbed his tongue in her love canal. Her nectar flowed freely and he gobbled it up. He got his tongue inside her as deeply as he could and wiggled it around. His tongue was a spoon in her coffee cup, stirring firmly. He felt her sugarwalls grab at it, trying to lock it down.

“FUCK, your body is crying for attention,” he moaned after sitting up. He wiped his mouth and smacked one of her ample butt cheeks. “Turn over on your knees. Get that ass up in the air,” he muttered.

Rose looked at him and then demurely turned over on her belly. She got up on her knees and arched her back. She felt his hands on her ass and her cheeks being parted. The next thing she knew, a wet tongue was penetrating her asshole. She sucked in her breath. The feeling was incredible.

“FUUUUUUCCCCK…” she moaned, throwing her head back.

Shawn jabbed his tongue in and out of her asshole and slobbered on it greedily. He then went down to her pussy and sucked on her twitching clit. Her pussy began to cream and spurt. He backed away and grinned.

“Oh yes, this pussy is begging to be FUCKED…” he said.

Rose didn’t say anything but moaned her agreement. In her mind, she was begging PLEASE.

Shawn rubbed his dickhead up and down her slit and gently pushed himself inside her. He immediately felt her sugarwalls grab ahold of him. Her liquid heat surrounded him.

“Oh God…” he moaned, his head falling back. He clenched his eyes shut trying to acclimate himself to her heat. He finally regained control and began to rock his hips.

Rose tried to straightened her glasses on her face but it was impossible with each stroke Shawn delivered. She gripped her bedsheets in reaction to her pussy being filled to the brim with hard dick. It moved in and out of her, massaging her walls and banging into her cervix. His wicked curve beat on her G-spot. His heavy balls slapped her clit, causing her to spurt uncontrollably.

“FUUUUCK… I CANT… STOP… CUMMMMMINGGGG!!!” she screamed.

Shawn knew he couldn’t hold back. Her pussy felt so good, he didn’t want to pull out. He fucked her faster and harder. He felt his face contort into a twisted fuckface and his nut rose from his toes. His balls bounced and he flooded her hotbox with his semen.

“AAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHH!!!” he screamed, his glutes locking up.

He kept banging until his balls stopped twitching. He backed up and his spent dick fell out of her, along wth a flood of cum.

“Mmmmm…” she moaned, feeling between her legs at her throbbing, distended, dripping pussy. “I’ll never forget this feeling,” she purred.

They lay down together and smiled at each other. “So can I be your travel buddy?” she asked. “Your sand and your beach?”

Shawn smiled. “I can’t think of anything more fun,” he said.

She sat up suddenly, sucking in her breath. “You didn’t cum on my face,” she lamented. “You said you were going to coat my glasses with your cum.”

Shawn was surprised. “I did?” he asked, clearly not remembering such a promise.

Rose shrugged. “Well, that’s what I wanted,” she said.

Shawn frowned. “I guess I could’ve done that but I got so caught up inside you that…” he stammered.

“It’s okay,” she said. “But it would be nice. I like it on my face.”

Shawn’s eyes got big. “You do?” he asked.

Rose smiled. “Dealing with my ex-boyfriend showed me a lot of what I like in bed,” she said. “I love sucking dick, I love taking it in my ass. Essentially, I love being manhandled. I like being freeuse and degraded. Cum on my face is my favorite.”

Shawn didn’t know how to feel about that. “I’m not into mistreating women, Rose. No matter how much they enjoy it,” he said.

“It’s not mistreating me. It’ll make me cum harder,” she said. “You would deny me pleasure after what you did to me tonight? I’m yours. I belong to you now and I’ll do whatever you want.”

Shawn looked at her. The thought of her being his personal plaything appealed to him. “Okay, only if you promise me one thing,” he said. “I don’t deal with ugly women. Never call yourself ugly again.”

Rose smiled. “I can do that,” she said.

“Good…” Shawn said.

He got off the bed and stood beside it. He began stroking his dick again. Rose licked her lips and got down on the floor in front of him. She put her hands on his thighs and looked up at him. She steadied her glasses on her face and smiled at him.

“You want this, don’t you?” he asked, stroking his now hard dick.

“Yes, Daddy…” she purred.

Shawn kept stroking his dick and put his hand behind her neck. Rose opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. He pushed his dick into her throat and began to punish her tonsils. Rose coughed violently, saliva pouring from the sides of her mouth.

Shawn’s head fell back as he felt his nut rising. Her throat was the truth. Shit, everything about her was bomb. He could beat her pussy up as often as he wanted. The thought of that made him ready to burst.

“FUCK…” he screamed. He looked down at her. “You ready for that nut on your face?”

He pulled his dick out of her mouth and jerked himself off over her forehead. He spurted and coated her forehead and glasses with hot cum. Her nose and lips were covered as well. He pushed himself into her mouth to finish himself off.

“Oh my God…” he moaned, pulling his dick out of her mouth and lettig go of her head.

Rose sat back and relished the warm feeling of semen all over her face. “Yasss…” she moaned, breathing hard. She rubbed the sticky mess into her skin. “That’s what I needed,” she moaned. She took off her glasses and licked the cum off the lenses. She then spooned the cum from her forehead into her mouth. She looked at Shawn, who watched her in wonder.

“Damn, girl.. You’re a freak,” he gasped.

Rose smiled. “I’m your freak,” she said.

Shawn smiled. “I like the sound of that,” he said.

“Let’s plan that trip to Vegas,” Rose said.

“Good idea. Let’s,” Shawn said, smiling. He couldn’t believe this girl was single for so long but not anymore. One man’s trash is another was his treasure.

END