Mary goes in search of fresh wiener. On a 10+, you find him alone and ready

STALK them. 10: On a 10+, you find them alone and ready.

Your honeybear Brian has managed to leave you high and dry twice in a row, and after leaving him and Patty in a heap in the trucking office, you figure you're on Brian's-out-of-town rules and get ready to hunt down some fresh wiener to fill the space inside you. Rather than drive back home, you stop by the store and pick up a toothbrush and toothpaste. Patty's back hole didn't taste that bad, really, and she touched Heaven on your tongue -- bless you, Annabelle, for showing you the joy a lady can find in her dirt hole -- but it's not the first impression you want to make on some nice fellow.

You're wishing that maybe you had taken Ben's number. He was a lovely young man with a fine, ready wiener, but all you know about him is his next dentist appointment and the place he had his truck worked on. You take a deep breath. There's Taylor, the young waitress at your diner. She has an older brother Tom home from college for a while. When you tasted seed in Taylor's lady-lips a couple weeks ago, she shared with you that Tom was slipping her the wiener and she was loving it. Maybe Taylor would let him lend it out.

Taylor's scheduled to be in early to do the set-up. On a hunch, you drive to the diner. Tom's car is there. You let yourself in with your key and lock the door behind you. You tiptoe toward the storage room where you've touched Heaven many times -- with Mandy, with Taylor, with a delivery man now and then, and even once with Brian -- and hear those lovely sounds of love.

Taylor is perched on the shelf that you had set up for just this reason, her arms round Tom's back and her legs folded behind his butt as Tom gives her the wiener standing up from the front.

Love is God's wonderful gift. It's a beautiful thing to see.

"Hurry up, Tom, harder, harder," Taylor urges him. "I'm gonna, yes yes yes!" Taylor's legs tighten around Tom's butt, pressing him deep inside. Her fingernails dig into his back. "Oh oh OH!"

May God bless His children Tom and Taylor, and may the angels show them Heaven every day.

Tom eases out when Taylor says she's had enough and needs to get working.

Taylor blinks, seeing you there. "Mary?" she says, wide-eyed.

Tom swivels round. His wiener is a fine upstanding member. He's got a kind of a deer in the headlights look himself.

"Oh honeybuns," you tell them. "That was so lovely. I'm glad I got to see you together. Don't worry about a thing."

Tom and Taylor relax a bit.

"I came early to ask Taylor a favor," you say, "But since it concerns you, Tom, you just stay right there."

Tom and Taylor's eyebrows go up.

"With respect, Tom, this is a question for Taylor first," you say. "Taylor hon, would you be willing to lend your nice brother out to me so he can do-me-for the way he's been doing you?"

Roll +HOT(+3) to TELL Tom you want to GET FUCKED (via Taylor first). 8 + 3 = 11. On a 10+, Tom and Taylor are eager and willing, take +1 Forward.

Roll +HARD(0) (-1 Hard, +1 Forward) to GET FUCKED. 6 = Miss. On a Miss, you can't get the position right.

It takes surprisingly little convincing for Taylor and Tom to say yes. In fact, she wants to stick around and watch. At least watch. You wiggle out of your shorts and panties and sit yourself up on the little cushion on the storage shelf you've set up for receiving visiting wieners. But after some trying and fumbling and attempts to get Tom's wiener poked into you, you have trouble finding a good position, and you think you're a little dry. Tom eventually goes soft, so you let him step back.

You might have to try something else. Or Tom may just be not that into you, God bless him, which is fine.

Or maybe you need to get Taylor into the picture.

"Taylor hon, you looked so like an angel when Tom was taking you to Heaven," you tell her. "Do you think you've got another in you before you have to start setting up?"

Roll +HOT(+4 with Lesbian) to TELL Taylor you want to go down on her. 2 + 4 = 6, Miss.

"Sorry, Mary, I really have to get started," Taylor tells you. "Maybe after shift?"

"Oh poop," you say. "Some days just aren't the day. Bless you, Tom and Taylor. I'm so grateful I got to see you loving each other."

You have 2 XP.
You have -1 Hard, +3 Hot, +0 Cool, -1 Control, Ass-Licking, Mind Control, Mistress, and Lesbian.