Chapter 29
by
Alanshore
Does Meat notice anything odd?
No
"'Bout time you came, dawg," Bodie said, his tone laced with a mix of amusement and mockery. "Where you been at? I been had to entertain pretty little Candy here all on my own", he added with a smirk, his eyes locked on Candy, who quickly looked away, her face flushing red.
Meat, oblivious to the tension, shook his head and replied, "Big Pete found me in the parking lot, asking all kinds of questions. Took me a while to shake him off. Don't tell him though, that I'm staying here tonight. I don't wanna be disturbed," he said, dropping the luggage on the floor.
Bodie put their bags on a trolley & led them down the dimly lit hallway, the sound of their footsteps echoing faintly. "I got you guys the best room here, man. It a bit costly you know, but you gotta splurge a bit for the special night you gonna have", he chuckled, thinking about the money they're spending actually belongs to Candy's dumb white husband. They reached a room on the first floor, room 109. Bodie unlocked the door with a jingle of keys and stepped aside, revealing a room that matched his description—a honeymoon suite with a large, ornate bed adorned with curtains and banisters. A red love seat sat invitingly in the corner, and a large flat-screen TV glowed softly, casting a faint light over the space. "Have a good first night, Mr. & Mrs. Meat," he said with a chuckle, dropping the luggages with a thud. His smirk lingered as he turned and left, the door closing behind him with a soft click.
As Meat set the bag in a corner of the room, Candy couldn't help but watch him, her mind a whirlwind of emotions. He turned to her, a playful grin spreading across his face. "Well, Mrs. Meat," he said, his voice low and teasing, "lemme carry you to the bed like a proper hubby should." Before she could react, he swept her up in his arms, the sudden movement making her heart race. She felt a mix of excitement and apprehension as he laid her down on the bed, the musty scent of the room filling her nostrils.
Meat's voice was low and husky, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he settled on the bed, watching Candy with an unblinking gaze. "Why don't you change into something more comfortable and give Meat here a nice little show, baby?" he said, his tone dripping with desire.
What does Candy do?
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Continued Misadventures of Candy Hart
Continuation of poison ink's cult classic story
This is a continuation of the story 'The Misadventures of Candy Hart' by poison ink (https://chyoa.com/user/poison%20ink), further delving in the life of Mrs. Candy Hart, a 35 year old loyal wife & mother who looks more like a typical busty blonde bimbo than an average white American matriarch. Ever so gullible & easily manipulated, she constantly finds herself in situations that are not suitable for a perfect white wife. Will she keep falling into such situations or use her brain to stay out of trouble?
Updated on Jun 1, 2026
by Alanshore
Created on Dec 26, 2025
by Alanshore
With every decision at the end of a chapter your game state can change. Here are your current variables.
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