the thought of having Kennyâs thick cock inside me that I practically slid out of the seat.
The roads were slick because it had rained all day, and even though I was in a hurry, I was paying special attention to the road before me. The last thing I needed was to screw up my new car and miss my date with Kenny. Thatâs when I saw Reginald.
He was hopping across the road and I slammed on my brakes to avoid him. Now, I grew up in the backwoods where weâll eat anything we can catch and what I saw before me was a toad â a good two-pounder â and I realised dinner was fast escaping.
I untangled myself from the seatbelt, struggled out of the car, and caught him just as he was about to leap off the side of the road into the rushes on the far side.
âLet me go!â he demanded.
I almost dropped Reginald when he said that, and Iâm sure I looked as surprised as you did when I caught your attention. Iâd never had dinner talk back â well, there was that one time when Grandma Ethelâs possum pie talked back to everybody and we all fought over the use of her only bathroom â but I sure didnât expect dinner to be talking to me right then.
âDonât squeeze so hard. Youâre hurting me.â
âOh, hush up,â I said as I carried the toad back to my car. Then I dumped my new pumps out of their box and stuffed Reginald inside. I put the box on the seat beside me and put my purse on top so he couldnât knock the top off and hop out.
As I drove home, I heard his muffled voice. He kept complaining about being claustrophobic. I slapped the side of the box and told him if he didnât shut up, heâd be dinner.
Once home, I placed Reginald in an old fish tank I had and sat the tank on the dresser in my bedroom, covering it so he couldnât attempt escape.
âI was a stockbroker,â Reginald said, after he had introduced himself.
I snorted. âAnd Iâm Angelina Jolie.â
âClose enough,â he said. âIâve been cursed. Kiss me and break the spell.â
âSure,â I said. âAnd Iâll get warts.â
âYou wonât get warts. I promise.â
I left him alone when the doorbell rang and went to greet Kenny, almost smothering my boyfriend with kisses before he could even close the apartment door behind him. When my lips finally wore out, I told him about Reginald.
I saw that look on Kennyâs face that told me he wasnât quite following what I was telling him, so I took him into the bedroom and showed him the toad in the fish tank.
I asked Reginald a question but he didnât respond. Then I asked him another question. By the time Iâd asked my fifth question, Reginald hadnât said a word and Kenny was looking at me as if Iâd been dropped on my head at birth.
âItâs just a toad,â Kenny finally said.
âBut he talks!â
âYou must have had a hard day, Amanda,â Kenny said as he pulled me into his arms and kissed me again. âMaybe I can help you relax.â
His tongue found mine, and his kiss was long, deep, and hard, threatening to take my breath away. As he kissed me, one hand slipped between us and covered one of my breasts. My nipple strained against the inside of my bra and Iâm certain he could feel it press into his palm even through the confining material.
That wasnât enough for Kenny. He didnât want a handful of cloth. As he unbuttoned my blouse, my temperature began to rise, my pulse began to quicken, and my thoughts of Reginald completely disappeared. Iâd been anticipating this moment all day and would have jilled off in the ladies room at work if Iâd ever had a few moments alone.
Kenny slipped my blouse off my shoulders. It slithered down my arms and dropped to the floor. I reached back and unclasped my bra, then leaned forward slightly and shook it free of my heavy breasts. It joined my blouse on the
The roads were slick because it had rained all day, and even though I was in a hurry, I was paying special attention to the road before me. The last thing I needed was to screw up my new car and miss my date with Kenny. Thatâs when I saw Reginald.
He was hopping across the road and I slammed on my brakes to avoid him. Now, I grew up in the backwoods where weâll eat anything we can catch and what I saw before me was a toad â a good two-pounder â and I realised dinner was fast escaping.
I untangled myself from the seatbelt, struggled out of the car, and caught him just as he was about to leap off the side of the road into the rushes on the far side.
âLet me go!â he demanded.
I almost dropped Reginald when he said that, and Iâm sure I looked as surprised as you did when I caught your attention. Iâd never had dinner talk back â well, there was that one time when Grandma Ethelâs possum pie talked back to everybody and we all fought over the use of her only bathroom â but I sure didnât expect dinner to be talking to me right then.
âDonât squeeze so hard. Youâre hurting me.â
âOh, hush up,â I said as I carried the toad back to my car. Then I dumped my new pumps out of their box and stuffed Reginald inside. I put the box on the seat beside me and put my purse on top so he couldnât knock the top off and hop out.
As I drove home, I heard his muffled voice. He kept complaining about being claustrophobic. I slapped the side of the box and told him if he didnât shut up, heâd be dinner.
Once home, I placed Reginald in an old fish tank I had and sat the tank on the dresser in my bedroom, covering it so he couldnât attempt escape.
âI was a stockbroker,â Reginald said, after he had introduced himself.
I snorted. âAnd Iâm Angelina Jolie.â
âClose enough,â he said. âIâve been cursed. Kiss me and break the spell.â
âSure,â I said. âAnd Iâll get warts.â
âYou wonât get warts. I promise.â
I left him alone when the doorbell rang and went to greet Kenny, almost smothering my boyfriend with kisses before he could even close the apartment door behind him. When my lips finally wore out, I told him about Reginald.
I saw that look on Kennyâs face that told me he wasnât quite following what I was telling him, so I took him into the bedroom and showed him the toad in the fish tank.
I asked Reginald a question but he didnât respond. Then I asked him another question. By the time Iâd asked my fifth question, Reginald hadnât said a word and Kenny was looking at me as if Iâd been dropped on my head at birth.
âItâs just a toad,â Kenny finally said.
âBut he talks!â
âYou must have had a hard day, Amanda,â Kenny said as he pulled me into his arms and kissed me again. âMaybe I can help you relax.â
His tongue found mine, and his kiss was long, deep, and hard, threatening to take my breath away. As he kissed me, one hand slipped between us and covered one of my breasts. My nipple strained against the inside of my bra and Iâm certain he could feel it press into his palm even through the confining material.
That wasnât enough for Kenny. He didnât want a handful of cloth. As he unbuttoned my blouse, my temperature began to rise, my pulse began to quicken, and my thoughts of Reginald completely disappeared. Iâd been anticipating this moment all day and would have jilled off in the ladies room at work if Iâd ever had a few moments alone.
Kenny slipped my blouse off my shoulders. It slithered down my arms and dropped to the floor. I reached back and unclasped my bra, then leaned forward slightly and shook it free of my heavy breasts. It joined my blouse on the
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