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Authors: Kitty Bush
Tags: BBW Interracial Erotica
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Chapter One
“So what exactly is your birthday wish?” Tina’s enthusiasm rivaled Laila’s. If only her wish would come true.
“Come on, Laila. It’s your eighteenth birthday.” Elissa grinned. “And now we’re all over eighteen and able to do all the shit we’ve been hoping for.”
“We can’t drink, Laura ,” Wendy argued.
“Oh, fuck yes we can,” Tina growled. “This is the beginning of our lives.” She sipped her drink. The booze had been a gift from her stepmother for the celebration. “Or some shit like that.”
So true. They were all going off to different colleges. Doing different things. Life was happening. Nobody ever liked change. Laila knew she’d have to adjust. But when you leave your best friends behind, it’s hard.
The scent of fresh strawberries and cream hit her and made her mouth water. Her favorite cake. Laura cut slices from the cake set out on her parents’ expensive dining room table.
“Come on. Tell us what you want for your special night.” Elissa always tried to give her friends something memorable on days like birthdays.
“I…” She couldn’t say the words out loud. Even though these were her friends, she couldn’t. Telling her friends her personal fantasy was not easy. She didn’t know if they’d be cool or freak the fuck out.
“I know what she wants.” Laura’s eyes sparkled with mischief.
“Oh?” Laila’s stomach churned. What did she know?
“You want to go to Club Duo.”
Air shot out of Laila’s lungs. “What?”
Everyone knew the place. It was one of those places parents didn’t want their daughters going. Not that the girls had cared. They’d followed Laila’s crush to that place. Mr. Jack Benton. High school English teacher. AKA, Mr. Stud. Hot as all hell and drool worthy to the Ninth degree. He was one of the younger teachers in the school. There were a few others like Mr. Math, Mr. Personal Fitness, Mr. Chemistry, and, of course, the Principal. Who ever heard of a hot principal?
“You know you want to.” Elissa giggled, red-cheeked from all the laughing and probably the beer.
“I do want to.” Laila agreed. There would be no admitting to personal kink fantasies though.
“Let’s go then.” Tina stood.
“Where?” Laila needed to stop daydreaming and pay attention to the conversation.
The three of them glared at Laila.
Elissa’s brows arched. “Club Duo . Have you been listening?”
Laila struck her tongue out. “Um, has it escaped you all that we are not twenty-one yet? They won’t let us in.”
Elissa and Laura glanced at Tina. What in the hell had Laila missed? “I got a way for us to get in.”
Now the three shifted toward Laila.
“Really?” Laila was unsure, but the possibility was too tempting.
“Yes.” Elissa stood, sliding her hands down her dark-green bubble skirt. “It’s settled. Let’s go.”
Laila glanced down at her black mini dress and spiky heels. “I’m not dressed for that place. Don’t we need to be like half-naked or something?”
“You look great,” the others replied.
“Fine. Ok.”
She could do it. She really could. She was a graduate now. She almost choked. Ok, she was a high school grad. Plus, she needed to see what drew Mr. Benton to that place.
God.
He was so delicious with his big, tanned body in those ass-hugging jeans. Her brain fried with every glance she stole. He’d caught her a few times. Ok, more than a few. But she didn’t care. She would give up her scholarship for a single night with Mr. Stud. All the girls in the school drooled over him, and his big, blue eyes. It was painful to watch, but at least he didn’t try to hook up with any of them.
* * *
Club Duo was low lit, with a long, red carpet leading to the front doors. There was no sign, just a guy at the door. It was crazy, but no one ever knew who went there. The only reason they’d caught Mr. Stud going in was because they’d followed him after class. That had given Laila all kinds of perverted
“So what exactly is your birthday wish?” Tina’s enthusiasm rivaled Laila’s. If only her wish would come true.
“Come on, Laila. It’s your eighteenth birthday.” Elissa grinned. “And now we’re all over eighteen and able to do all the shit we’ve been hoping for.”
“We can’t drink, Laura ,” Wendy argued.
“Oh, fuck yes we can,” Tina growled. “This is the beginning of our lives.” She sipped her drink. The booze had been a gift from her stepmother for the celebration. “Or some shit like that.”
So true. They were all going off to different colleges. Doing different things. Life was happening. Nobody ever liked change. Laila knew she’d have to adjust. But when you leave your best friends behind, it’s hard.
The scent of fresh strawberries and cream hit her and made her mouth water. Her favorite cake. Laura cut slices from the cake set out on her parents’ expensive dining room table.
“Come on. Tell us what you want for your special night.” Elissa always tried to give her friends something memorable on days like birthdays.
“I…” She couldn’t say the words out loud. Even though these were her friends, she couldn’t. Telling her friends her personal fantasy was not easy. She didn’t know if they’d be cool or freak the fuck out.
“I know what she wants.” Laura’s eyes sparkled with mischief.
“Oh?” Laila’s stomach churned. What did she know?
“You want to go to Club Duo.”
Air shot out of Laila’s lungs. “What?”
Everyone knew the place. It was one of those places parents didn’t want their daughters going. Not that the girls had cared. They’d followed Laila’s crush to that place. Mr. Jack Benton. High school English teacher. AKA, Mr. Stud. Hot as all hell and drool worthy to the Ninth degree. He was one of the younger teachers in the school. There were a few others like Mr. Math, Mr. Personal Fitness, Mr. Chemistry, and, of course, the Principal. Who ever heard of a hot principal?
“You know you want to.” Elissa giggled, red-cheeked from all the laughing and probably the beer.
“I do want to.” Laila agreed. There would be no admitting to personal kink fantasies though.
“Let’s go then.” Tina stood.
“Where?” Laila needed to stop daydreaming and pay attention to the conversation.
The three of them glared at Laila.
Elissa’s brows arched. “Club Duo . Have you been listening?”
Laila struck her tongue out. “Um, has it escaped you all that we are not twenty-one yet? They won’t let us in.”
Elissa and Laura glanced at Tina. What in the hell had Laila missed? “I got a way for us to get in.”
Now the three shifted toward Laila.
“Really?” Laila was unsure, but the possibility was too tempting.
“Yes.” Elissa stood, sliding her hands down her dark-green bubble skirt. “It’s settled. Let’s go.”
Laila glanced down at her black mini dress and spiky heels. “I’m not dressed for that place. Don’t we need to be like half-naked or something?”
“You look great,” the others replied.
“Fine. Ok.”
She could do it. She really could. She was a graduate now. She almost choked. Ok, she was a high school grad. Plus, she needed to see what drew Mr. Benton to that place.
God.
He was so delicious with his big, tanned body in those ass-hugging jeans. Her brain fried with every glance she stole. He’d caught her a few times. Ok, more than a few. But she didn’t care. She would give up her scholarship for a single night with Mr. Stud. All the girls in the school drooled over him, and his big, blue eyes. It was painful to watch, but at least he didn’t try to hook up with any of them.
* * *
Club Duo was low lit, with a long, red carpet leading to the front doors. There was no sign, just a guy at the door. It was crazy, but no one ever knew who went there. The only reason they’d caught Mr. Stud going in was because they’d followed him after class. That had given Laila all kinds of perverted
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