THE JASPER BROTHERS

THE JASPER BROTHERS

It was a hot muggy day.
Surprisingly for late October.
I’d been home in my apartment
bare ass naked all morning.

Only visible to my imaginary cat
Socks. Technically, he was also
naked. But he could lick himself.
I have never managed the stunt.

Although, I was given $30 once
to try. Another tale for another
time. I have so many! I’ll move
on to the Jasper Brothers…

I decided to go out drinking. It messes
with my AA accomplishments but
I needed to relax and get some sex. I
wore a light skirt with no panties.

I usually wear a pair but none were
clean and it was too hot earlier to
do wash. Besides, if you put a man’s
hand on your special spot…he’s yours.

At least until he goes home to his wife.
I decided on going to Bob’s Spot as
my usual haunt, Lucky’s was closed for
liquor violations at the moment.

Instead of a block and a half, I had
to walk three blocks deeper into my
hood. The trouble spot was the Jasper
Corner Store and the Jasper brothers.

They were from a middle east country
but claimed to be from NYC. They
Americanized their name going also
by Scott and Billy. Yeah right.

I was flirted with and hit on everytime
I entered or even just walked by. It was
the only place selling lottery tickets
and individual ice cream sandwiches.

It was 6pm and and just before I walked
past – it got windy. My skirt was rising
in the back to show my cheeks and in
the front to display my moist goodies.

Scott and Billy stood outside the store
when there were no customers. They
were too cheap to install A/C. Today,
they were outside getting a pervy view.

“Sister…let me run my fingers through
your hair!” Followed by…”We have
butter for those buns!” They never
touched me but eyes penetrated deep.

Deep. Oh so deep! I was so horny
that I walked over and started to
initiate what I usually avoided. I
stopped holding the skirt down.

They got a good show as I even
twirled to expose more. They both
smiled and Billy grapped his own
crotch to highlight it’s a availability.

I never made it to the bar. The store
was closed 45 minutes. I went home…
a huge smile on both ends. Despite the
fun – they even charged me for the condoms!