Sam's Town
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“Five... four... three... two...” I counted out loud before I heard my phone go off from on my desk. I huffed and pressed the answer button and held it to my ear, “Hello?”
“RAE!” Mia’s voice boomed through the speaker. “I need help and you’re not even answering my fucking text messages.”
“I am at work,” I groaned into the phone. “I don’t really have time to tell you which color shoes look best with a damn coral dress... If you didn’t know you shouldn’t have bought the dress.”
I heard her scoff from the other line, “Well what’s got your panties in a fucking bunch?”
“I’m just stressing, Mi. There’s nothing to really talk about. I have a lot on my mind and I’m overloaded at work. Just put on a pair of black heels or nude heels... I don’t have time for this.”
“Fine,” she huffed. “Well whenever you decide to actually talk about things give me a call for your therapy needs... but if you’re gonna be a bitch, you can shove it up your fat ass and get the fuck over it.”
I laughed into the phone, “I love you, Mi. Have fun tonight, alright?”
“I wish you were coming with us!” She whined, “I don’t see why you just can’t come out... we always have room for one more!”
“No you don’t. You all have dates, and I have a lot of work to do. We talked about this when the idea was brought up last week.”
“You’re such a whore,” she groaned. “I love you, don’t stress yourself out too much.”
“I love you too.”
I focused my eyes back on the mountain of papers in front of me. I was about half way done with typing everything from these papers onto the computer. Only God knows why my boss is having me do this instead of just scan them onto the computer. I had about three hours to go working on this, and it was already half past four in the afternoon. My best bet would be to just pack all these up and bring them home with me, but I knew that if I brought my work home with me it would somehow get destroyed. I guess I’d be staying here for a few hours more, at least.
I spent the next four hours typing away. My eyes were on fire. My hands could barely move. I had gone through about five cups of coffee, and I knew I’d need another one to drive back home. I leaned back in my desk chair and let out a deep breath. I didn’t expect to be here past eight. I stood up and put my papers aside on my desk, closed my Macbook and slipped it into it’s case. I then grabbed my purse and made sure I had my keys, then made my way out of my cubical. The rest of my office was dark, I was the only one here. Which didn’t really bother me, but it was kind of creepy. I decided against getting another cup of coffee and hurried my way out of the building.
By the time I got back to my apartment complex, it was 9:30. I had decided to stop at Starbucks on the way back and get a coffee and cinnamon bun. I sighed out of relief as I unlocked the door to my apartment, meaning Jaime wasn’t back yet from dinner with everyone so I could have a little time to myself. I walked inside and nearly had a heart attack.
“HOLY FUCK MIKE YOU COULD HAVE WARNED ME YOU’D BE HERE!” I screamed as I clutched my keys against my chest.
He chuckled from his spot on the couch, “Sorry. There’s Chinese in the kitchen.”
“You’re the best,” I smiled. “Let me go get changed and I’ll be back out.” I walked in my room and threw my stuff down on my bed before changing from my work clothes to an oversized “LifeGuard” hoodie and a pair of grey shorts. I walked in the kitchen and made my plate, “Why didn’t you go out with all of them?”
“Not in the mood,” Mike replied from the living room. “Faked sick. I’m more in the mood for a chill night.... without Natalie.”
I laughed at the sound of her name and walked out into the living room before sitting on the floor and taking a bite of my fried rice. “But you wuv Natalie.” Mike shot me a dirty look, “You like her for her p-u-s-s-y.”
He made a disgusted face, “I haven’t had sex with her in like three months. I’ve had better.”
“She thinks ya’ll are all in looooooove,” I winked at him before devouring the cheese wontons I had stacked on my plate.
“She can suck my.... no she can’t.... She can fuck off,” he laughed. “Vic made me invite her! He wants us to get back together.”
“Maybe you should,” I smiled.
“I buy you Chinese and you’re still mean to me,” he frowned and put his feet on the coffee table.
“Wouldn’t it be weird if I was nice?” I smiled.
“Touche,” he smiled back at me. “You trying to watch a movie? I promise we don’t have to do the dirty tonight,” he winked.
“You’re disgusting, Fuentes.” I chuckled and grabbed my plate and his and set them down in the kitchen. “We’ll watch it in my room so if Jaime comes in he doesn’t get all creeped out.” Mike nodded and followed me into my room before flopping down onto my bed and crawling under my sheets. “Okay well just make yourself at home, I guess.”
“Not like I’ve never been in this bed before,” he retorted.
“Don’t be a smart ass. What are we watching? And if you say any Harry Potter movie I will slap you silly, Michael. I’ve watched them with you about five times in the past two weeks!”
He chuckled and wrapped his arm around me before turning on Coraline. “I know you love this movie.”
“Aw how nice of you,” I rolled my eyes and rested my head on his shoulder.
“Some shit will never change,” Mike rested his head on top of mine.
We watched the movie, and to my luck I fell asleep... as per usual. But this time I woke up to the clock reading 1:00 AM and Mike passed out in bed next to me. I peeled myself from his grip and checked my phone, seeing that I had about six missed calls and a text from Vic. I decided to call him back as I walked out into the living room.
“It’s about time you answered,” Vic’s voice came through the other line.
“Sorry, I was sleeping. What’s up?”
“Is Mike with you?”
“Why?”
“Because he’s not home, Rae. And he’s not at Tony’s, or Natalie’s, or Casey’s, or anyone else’s house... and Jaime said Mike’s not there.”
“Yeah he fell asleep in my room watching a movie. He felt like he was going to die at your house alone and asked if he could stay here and I could play Mommy,” I laughed as I choked out the lie.
“You’re the best, Rae. Really... What would we do without you? I mean you don’t even like Mike and yet you’ll take care of him. I swear we take advantage of you.”
“I don’t mind, Vic. You know I don’t. But hey, I got to get back to sleep. I have to be up for work at seven, I’ll tell Mike to give you a call in the morning before he comes back, alright?”
“Okay. Thank you. Goodnight, love you Rae Bear.”
“Love you too Icky Vicky,” I sighed and hung up the phone.
I walked back into my room to find my bed empty. I shrugged and settled back in it, and in about five seconds Mike walked in and closed the door. He took his shirt and jeans off then got back in bed with me.
“Who called?”
“Your brother. I told him you were sick and needed me to look after you, and that you’d call him when you wake up.” I replied while yawning.
“Alright. What time do you have to be up?” He asked as he wrapped an arm around my waist.
“Seven. I need to shower in the morning,” I replied sleepily as I closed my eyes.
“Can I join?” Mike chuckled.
“We’ll see,” I laughed. “Go to sleep, you horny asshole.”
“Goodnight to you too, bitch,” he laughed before nuzzling his face in my hair.
The morning came a lot slower than I expected. I woke up feeling like I had at least twelve hours of sleep, which was a great, rare, feeling in this apartment. I shut my alarm off and peeled myself from Mike’s grip and my sheets. I stretched, stood up, and wriggled my way out of my clothes before wrapping myself in a fluffy towel and walking towards the bathroom. I brushed my teeth then turned the shower on and stepped in. I shampooed my hair, washed my face, and put conditioner in my hair. As I bent down to pick up my body wash I felt Mike’s arms wrap around my body. I turned around and put my arms around his neck. He placed a kiss on my lips and picked me up from my thighs. With no hesitation, he pushed his length inside of me. I let out a growl and looked at him with my eyes half open. The water was cascading down our bodies as he slammed me up and down on his lower half. His lips met mine to help quiet my moans and my hands squeezed at his shoulders.
“Fuck, Mikey. Fuck,” I moaned softly as I threw my head back, trying my hardest not to let Jaime hear us.
“I swear Rae, you get better every time I fuck you,” Mike panted as he thrusted into me sloppily, signaling him getting close.
“You better not cum yet,” I groaned and moved my own hand down to rub my clit, which he moved out of the way and replaced with his own.
“You gonna cum with me baby?” Mike asked as his big brown eyes stared into mine. I nodded and moaned. “Tell me when you’re ready.”
“I’m so close, Mike... just a little more... oh my god...” I breathed out as my climax began to peak. I felt him throbbing inside of me as I let out a loud moan that was suppressed by him throwing my head onto his shoulder. He pulled out just in time to bust completely all over my stomach, which I looked down at laughing and telling him that’s his mess to clean up. We finished washing ourselves and exited the bathroom. Mike laid back down in my bed as I decided what to wear for work.
“The black skirt and the teal shirt,” he whined from the bed.
“I wore that last week,” I groaned.
“The black skirt and the leopard shirt then!”
“My tits hang out of it.”
“What tits?” Mike laughed.
“Fuck off, Michael.”
“Just wear something with the damn skirt!”
“WHY DO I HAVE TO WEAR THAT ONE SKIRT!”
“Because you look nice in it, Jesus. Do I have to be so blunt?” He grumbled from the bed.
“Did you just compliment me?” I turned and looked at him.
“What’s it to ya?” He closed his eyes as he laid on his back.
“That’s weird.”
“Shut up, Rae.”
“But seriously... that’s weird Mike.”
“Just get dressed.”
“We don’t compliment each...”
“Just take the fucking compliment and move on with your life, god damn,” Mike looked at me irritated.
“Well sorry Mr. Angry Pants!” I bitched and turned my focus back to my closet.
I heard him get up and slam my apartment door behind him.
Well woop de fuckin’ do.
Here we go again.
“RAE!” Mia’s voice boomed through the speaker. “I need help and you’re not even answering my fucking text messages.”
“I am at work,” I groaned into the phone. “I don’t really have time to tell you which color shoes look best with a damn coral dress... If you didn’t know you shouldn’t have bought the dress.”
I heard her scoff from the other line, “Well what’s got your panties in a fucking bunch?”
“I’m just stressing, Mi. There’s nothing to really talk about. I have a lot on my mind and I’m overloaded at work. Just put on a pair of black heels or nude heels... I don’t have time for this.”
“Fine,” she huffed. “Well whenever you decide to actually talk about things give me a call for your therapy needs... but if you’re gonna be a bitch, you can shove it up your fat ass and get the fuck over it.”
I laughed into the phone, “I love you, Mi. Have fun tonight, alright?”
“I wish you were coming with us!” She whined, “I don’t see why you just can’t come out... we always have room for one more!”
“No you don’t. You all have dates, and I have a lot of work to do. We talked about this when the idea was brought up last week.”
“You’re such a whore,” she groaned. “I love you, don’t stress yourself out too much.”
“I love you too.”
I focused my eyes back on the mountain of papers in front of me. I was about half way done with typing everything from these papers onto the computer. Only God knows why my boss is having me do this instead of just scan them onto the computer. I had about three hours to go working on this, and it was already half past four in the afternoon. My best bet would be to just pack all these up and bring them home with me, but I knew that if I brought my work home with me it would somehow get destroyed. I guess I’d be staying here for a few hours more, at least.
I spent the next four hours typing away. My eyes were on fire. My hands could barely move. I had gone through about five cups of coffee, and I knew I’d need another one to drive back home. I leaned back in my desk chair and let out a deep breath. I didn’t expect to be here past eight. I stood up and put my papers aside on my desk, closed my Macbook and slipped it into it’s case. I then grabbed my purse and made sure I had my keys, then made my way out of my cubical. The rest of my office was dark, I was the only one here. Which didn’t really bother me, but it was kind of creepy. I decided against getting another cup of coffee and hurried my way out of the building.
By the time I got back to my apartment complex, it was 9:30. I had decided to stop at Starbucks on the way back and get a coffee and cinnamon bun. I sighed out of relief as I unlocked the door to my apartment, meaning Jaime wasn’t back yet from dinner with everyone so I could have a little time to myself. I walked inside and nearly had a heart attack.
“HOLY FUCK MIKE YOU COULD HAVE WARNED ME YOU’D BE HERE!” I screamed as I clutched my keys against my chest.
He chuckled from his spot on the couch, “Sorry. There’s Chinese in the kitchen.”
“You’re the best,” I smiled. “Let me go get changed and I’ll be back out.” I walked in my room and threw my stuff down on my bed before changing from my work clothes to an oversized “LifeGuard” hoodie and a pair of grey shorts. I walked in the kitchen and made my plate, “Why didn’t you go out with all of them?”
“Not in the mood,” Mike replied from the living room. “Faked sick. I’m more in the mood for a chill night.... without Natalie.”
I laughed at the sound of her name and walked out into the living room before sitting on the floor and taking a bite of my fried rice. “But you wuv Natalie.” Mike shot me a dirty look, “You like her for her p-u-s-s-y.”
He made a disgusted face, “I haven’t had sex with her in like three months. I’ve had better.”
“She thinks ya’ll are all in looooooove,” I winked at him before devouring the cheese wontons I had stacked on my plate.
“She can suck my.... no she can’t.... She can fuck off,” he laughed. “Vic made me invite her! He wants us to get back together.”
“Maybe you should,” I smiled.
“I buy you Chinese and you’re still mean to me,” he frowned and put his feet on the coffee table.
“Wouldn’t it be weird if I was nice?” I smiled.
“Touche,” he smiled back at me. “You trying to watch a movie? I promise we don’t have to do the dirty tonight,” he winked.
“You’re disgusting, Fuentes.” I chuckled and grabbed my plate and his and set them down in the kitchen. “We’ll watch it in my room so if Jaime comes in he doesn’t get all creeped out.” Mike nodded and followed me into my room before flopping down onto my bed and crawling under my sheets. “Okay well just make yourself at home, I guess.”
“Not like I’ve never been in this bed before,” he retorted.
“Don’t be a smart ass. What are we watching? And if you say any Harry Potter movie I will slap you silly, Michael. I’ve watched them with you about five times in the past two weeks!”
He chuckled and wrapped his arm around me before turning on Coraline. “I know you love this movie.”
“Aw how nice of you,” I rolled my eyes and rested my head on his shoulder.
“Some shit will never change,” Mike rested his head on top of mine.
We watched the movie, and to my luck I fell asleep... as per usual. But this time I woke up to the clock reading 1:00 AM and Mike passed out in bed next to me. I peeled myself from his grip and checked my phone, seeing that I had about six missed calls and a text from Vic. I decided to call him back as I walked out into the living room.
“It’s about time you answered,” Vic’s voice came through the other line.
“Sorry, I was sleeping. What’s up?”
“Is Mike with you?”
“Why?”
“Because he’s not home, Rae. And he’s not at Tony’s, or Natalie’s, or Casey’s, or anyone else’s house... and Jaime said Mike’s not there.”
“Yeah he fell asleep in my room watching a movie. He felt like he was going to die at your house alone and asked if he could stay here and I could play Mommy,” I laughed as I choked out the lie.
“You’re the best, Rae. Really... What would we do without you? I mean you don’t even like Mike and yet you’ll take care of him. I swear we take advantage of you.”
“I don’t mind, Vic. You know I don’t. But hey, I got to get back to sleep. I have to be up for work at seven, I’ll tell Mike to give you a call in the morning before he comes back, alright?”
“Okay. Thank you. Goodnight, love you Rae Bear.”
“Love you too Icky Vicky,” I sighed and hung up the phone.
I walked back into my room to find my bed empty. I shrugged and settled back in it, and in about five seconds Mike walked in and closed the door. He took his shirt and jeans off then got back in bed with me.
“Who called?”
“Your brother. I told him you were sick and needed me to look after you, and that you’d call him when you wake up.” I replied while yawning.
“Alright. What time do you have to be up?” He asked as he wrapped an arm around my waist.
“Seven. I need to shower in the morning,” I replied sleepily as I closed my eyes.
“Can I join?” Mike chuckled.
“We’ll see,” I laughed. “Go to sleep, you horny asshole.”
“Goodnight to you too, bitch,” he laughed before nuzzling his face in my hair.
The morning came a lot slower than I expected. I woke up feeling like I had at least twelve hours of sleep, which was a great, rare, feeling in this apartment. I shut my alarm off and peeled myself from Mike’s grip and my sheets. I stretched, stood up, and wriggled my way out of my clothes before wrapping myself in a fluffy towel and walking towards the bathroom. I brushed my teeth then turned the shower on and stepped in. I shampooed my hair, washed my face, and put conditioner in my hair. As I bent down to pick up my body wash I felt Mike’s arms wrap around my body. I turned around and put my arms around his neck. He placed a kiss on my lips and picked me up from my thighs. With no hesitation, he pushed his length inside of me. I let out a growl and looked at him with my eyes half open. The water was cascading down our bodies as he slammed me up and down on his lower half. His lips met mine to help quiet my moans and my hands squeezed at his shoulders.
“Fuck, Mikey. Fuck,” I moaned softly as I threw my head back, trying my hardest not to let Jaime hear us.
“I swear Rae, you get better every time I fuck you,” Mike panted as he thrusted into me sloppily, signaling him getting close.
“You better not cum yet,” I groaned and moved my own hand down to rub my clit, which he moved out of the way and replaced with his own.
“You gonna cum with me baby?” Mike asked as his big brown eyes stared into mine. I nodded and moaned. “Tell me when you’re ready.”
“I’m so close, Mike... just a little more... oh my god...” I breathed out as my climax began to peak. I felt him throbbing inside of me as I let out a loud moan that was suppressed by him throwing my head onto his shoulder. He pulled out just in time to bust completely all over my stomach, which I looked down at laughing and telling him that’s his mess to clean up. We finished washing ourselves and exited the bathroom. Mike laid back down in my bed as I decided what to wear for work.
“The black skirt and the teal shirt,” he whined from the bed.
“I wore that last week,” I groaned.
“The black skirt and the leopard shirt then!”
“My tits hang out of it.”
“What tits?” Mike laughed.
“Fuck off, Michael.”
“Just wear something with the damn skirt!”
“WHY DO I HAVE TO WEAR THAT ONE SKIRT!”
“Because you look nice in it, Jesus. Do I have to be so blunt?” He grumbled from the bed.
“Did you just compliment me?” I turned and looked at him.
“What’s it to ya?” He closed his eyes as he laid on his back.
“That’s weird.”
“Shut up, Rae.”
“But seriously... that’s weird Mike.”
“Just get dressed.”
“We don’t compliment each...”
“Just take the fucking compliment and move on with your life, god damn,” Mike looked at me irritated.
“Well sorry Mr. Angry Pants!” I bitched and turned my focus back to my closet.
I heard him get up and slam my apartment door behind him.
Well woop de fuckin’ do.
Here we go again.
Notes
This is the last chapter that I had up on my regular Mibba page (wildwiththewind).As I update this story, I will update on here as well as my main page.
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I had to read the whole story again when I saw your update, thanks! Hope you can update your other story as well, this gives me hope!
2/20/16