"Okay." Close up, the smell coming from the woman was unmistakable — she was aroused. Obviously, she’d been playing with herself — and probably wasn’t wearing panties. Beth circled the counter gingerly to stand beside her.
"We watch a lot closer than they realize," the clerk grunted. "The cameras in the aisle don’t even work. We don’t need 'em, if we can see inside the booths…" The monitor was flicking from picture to picture at about one every five seconds. The clerk pushed a button and the screen displayed a black with his cock stuck through a glory hole. "That him, Honey? It’s the only black guy in there…"
"Yeah," Beth nodded.
The clerk pushed another button and another booth appeared, with a balding Oriental male kneeling and sucking a protruding black cock. "He’s probably getting a good one — that bastard takes thirty or forty loads a day."
"Uh huh." Beth was shocked. Had she been watched by the store staff when she had done this kind of thing elsewhere? "Isn’t this kind of illegal?"
"Look around, Honey," the clerk waved to take in her little empire. "You’ve been back there — you think we’re regulated? I do what I like — and I like to watch. Shit, going in there is about the only way I’m gonna get a dick — so I might as well get a look at what I’m hunting…" She winked at Beth. "Us big girls got to stick together."
"Is this the usual thing?" Beth asked.
"Shit, no!" the clerk replied. "I had to damn near give the boss my trailer key for six months to get him to do this — but he likes to watch, too…"
"Do you record it?"
"Nah. You probably could, and I’d sure like to have a greatest hits tape, but the boss said if he caught me hooking anything up to this rig, he’d gut the whole thing AND fire me…" the clerk said, looking morose.
Beth suppressed a shudder. The clerk switched back to the view of Fred, then back to the guy sucking him. "That’s a nice cock — you probably ought to offer him something better than old vacuum lips, there…" As they watched, the blowjob ended; the little Oriental took Fred to the root and hung there, so the clerk switched back to Fred, who was obviously in the throes of his orgasm. Then she switched back to watch as he then spat Fred’s seed in a corner before going back for more. "That’s one load you missed, Honey," the clerk observed.
Beth nodded. On the screen, Fred put himself back together and exited the booth, and Beth waited for him to exit the peep area. The clerk was called away to make change for a large, balding male whom she apparently knew, from the exchange between them before he headed for the back.
Fred didn’t come out. Beth frowned a bit, then hit a button marked Scan. The screen flicked through six images before she found Fred — in another booth, bent over to gaze through a hole. She stopped the monitor from moving on by pushing the currently lit button, watching as Fred went through several gyrations designed to allow him to see the guy in the next booth without having his face seen, apparently. Beth pushed the button for the next booth and beheld the balding guy that had recently been at the counter unlimbering a thick if not lengthy cock and heavy balls. And just as she was preparing to switch back to viewing Fred, his finger appeared at the hole…
"Well, Honey," the clerk mused, watching over Beth’s shoulder, "Looks like your man plays both ends!" She punched the button that displayed Fred, just as he was taking in the balding man’s thick meat. "Did you know that?"
"I wasn’t sure," Beth replied. The glory hole between the booths was a large one; Fred was cradling Baldy’s balls, which Baldy had pushed right through, while he lipped his shaft.
"Mike’s lovin' that," the clerk observed. Baldy was obviously in the throes of a thoroughly enjoyable suck. She eyed Beth. "You still want him? Maybe he’ll take Mike up his ass. If he does, maybe I can get him to stick that big black pecker of his in me while Mike bores out his poop chute!" She smiled her gap-toothed grin.
"Tell you what," Beth replied. "When he comes home, we’re gonna have a long talk. If it doesn’t turn out, I’ll let you know — okay?" She threaded her way back toward the door.
"Thanks, Honey! Us big girls…" The rest of the clerk’s comment was lost in the closing of the door.
Chapter 48
Posted: March 29, 2009 - 07:15:29 pm
Fred didn’t come out of Alonzo’s for over an hour — and Beth spent a good deal of that time on the phone to Louise. "This would be great if we could get it on tape," Louise opined, "but he’s not gonna hold still for that. I’m amazed that you managed to see it."
"Me, too," Beth agreed, "but then this place is a hole. I asked if they taped, and was told they’re not set up for it — and if someone tried and got caught, heads would roll. The owner apparently wants to keep the place a viable location for this kind of thing — and collecting evidence for local law enforcement isn’t smart."
"Too bad — that would be a LOT better than just catching him with an underage girl!" Louise laughed.
"Well, we can always hope…" Beth replied. At that point, everyone was in convoy home; Fred was unwittingly leading first Beth and then Rick and Teela back to town. "Better brief your boys — aren’t they on watch tomorrow?"
"Yeah, now that you mention it. I don’t know whether they’ll be upset or relieved," Louise sighed.
"Probably both," Beth opined, "Especially poor Terence."
Terence and Damian were playing video games in their room — a change from the last couple of times that Louise had entered it. "Well, we learned a couple of things today," Louise announced. "Your Pa wandered off to Winton this afternoon to visit an adult video store."
"Okay," Damian shrugged.
"He was seen sucking dicks in a peep booth in the back."
"Oh." Terence covered his face.
"I wouldn’t worry too much if he starts accusing YOU of shit," Louise pointed out. "He probably goes out of town because he’s paranoid about it. Guess I can’t blame him. I wouldn’t have said anything, but you two are gonna be watching him tomorrow…" Terence grimaced and nodded and that was the end of it; when Fred got home a half-hour later, he kept to himself and so did everyone else…
But Friday held no surprises; The Carter boys had a boring day, waiting for their father to pop out of work at four forty five and stop at the bar for the usual couple of drinks before heading home. Fred had gotten his fill at Alonzo’s — and maybe even overdosed a bit; he always spent a while in guilt and fear after a binge…
Toby went to see Candace on Friday — ostensibly to teach her how to use the video equipment, which required that they meet the Carters boys — which was the only relief from their boredom that Terence and Damian got.
But Toby had another purpose — hauling Candace’s ashes for her — something more or less promised since the shopping trip…
"I always wonder when you’re going to grow fangs," Candace remarked as they moved on to foreplay upon their return to her house. "But then, it seems like everyone does, these days…"
Toby grinned. "You mean Damian."
"Yes," Candace mused a moment, then, "Honey, I just can’t do the white ho' thing…"
"What bothers you most about it?" Toby asked, while cupping a breast. They were both nude; Candace was slowly jacking his erection.