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Female that writes Erotica/Smut short stories. These are FICTION. Some contain dark and possibly triggering content for some. I do not condone the actions in some of these stories. Again, it is FICTION.

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Jackson Miller

I smile at her as she walks out the door and across her yard to mine.

"Nice outfit." I smirk, looking her up and down in the lilac colored romper, it's strapless with elastic holding up the top, the fabric hangs a little loose, right off the pointed tips of her hard nipples. 

"Turn around for me." I grin and she rolls her eyes.

"No." she says and I chuckle. 

"alright then...the front view does me just fine anyways." I say and look back at her tits, this time, not giving a fuck if she sees me staring. and she does. 

"You're a perv" she hisses and crosses her arms over them and I laugh.

"Never said I wasnt." I say and then nod to the flowerbeds. 

"REady to get on your knees for me Liliana?" I ask with a wink.

"Do men EVER grow up?" she asks and puts her hands on her hips and I smile.

"Not really." I say and then get back on the ground, and she lowers herself to her knees and watches as I start to pull weeds. 

"How do you even tell which are weeds?" she asks and I point to them all. 

"all this...this shit....needs to go." I say and she nods, then places one hand to the ground and then reaches to the weeds near her and starts to pull them out. 

"So , your boyfriend....does he always just fuck and run like that?" I ask and she stops and looks at me, but I dont turn my head. 

"It's none of your business what we do." she huffs then reaches back for another handfull of weed and yanks them with a bit more force this time and throws them into the bag between us. 

"Mm, alright. Touchy subject , means it's a yes." I say and she stops pulling weeds again.

"It's NOT a yes" she argues. "Things are just....he's busy...we're both busy." 

"Mhm." I hum and keep pulling the weeds from the ground. 

She sighs. "Whatever" she mumbles to herself and starts to pull weeds again.

"So, do you have a girlfriend?" she asks.

"Nope." I answer and continue to work. 

"Dating?" she asks and I smile to myself. 

"Not currently." I asnwer.

"Tell me about the last girl you dated." she says and I turn my head and cock my brow at her. 

"What?" she asks. "You can ask me about my sex life, but I can't ask about your last girlfriend?" she rolls her eyes and keeps plucking weeds. 

"I'm divorced." I say and she pauses again. 

"Oh....um...sorry?" she says it as a question and I smile and shake my head.

"Don't be, because i'm not." I tell her and she nods and keeps pulling weeds with me in silence.

"What happened?" she asks almost too quietly as if unsure if she should ask, and knowing she's being a bit nosy. 

"She had an affair." I say simply.

"Oh...wow...that....that really sucks." she says, studying me, and I can feel her eyes on me. 

"Yeah, it did....I'm good now though." I say. 

"Did you love her?" she asks and I'm the one to stop, and I look at her and raise my brow. 

"I married her. so yeah." I say and she shrugs.

"Not everyone who gets married is in love with the person....sometimes people settle." she says softly and then looks at me.

"Well..I loved her." I answer and then shake my head and get back to work. 

"How long were you two together?" she asks.

"Does he make you cum at least?" I ask and she sputters. 

"What?" she asks. 

"If I'm going to answer your questions...you're going to answer mine....when your boyfriend drops by for his daily fuck...does he at least make you cum?" I ask and we both stop and she just looks at me and I chuckle.

"Another no. God, that kid is a fucking loser." I say and shake my head and she scoffs.

"No he's not....and...I DO cum." she says and I laugh and shake my head. 

"no...you dont...it's written all over your face that he doesnt fuckin satisfy you." I say and then yank the last of the weeds from my area and start working towards hers. 

"That's not true" she defends him. 

"If you say so hot ass" I say and tap her thigh. "Scoot over." I say and she just blinks at me. 

"Dont call me that" she says. 

"Then get a different ass. Now scoot" I say and nod for her to move over.

"Wow..you're a real piece of work" she says and and then shifts on her knees, moving down the flower bed. 

You're so annoying." she hisses. 

"Why? Cause you want me to fuck you?" I ask as I pull the weeds and she gasps.

"I do not want you to..." she trails off then whispers and lowers her voice. "I do not want you to fuck me!" 

"Oh yes you do." I chuckle, still working, pulling at the weeds. 

"You are so full of yourself." she says, just watching me as I grin to myself.

"And you WANT to be full of me" I retort and she makes a sound of disgust.

"You can't talk to me like that, I have a boyfriend" she says and I roll my eyes.

"You have a highschool boy, that uses you to get off." I say and she gasps again.

"You are an asshole" she says and pushes up off her knees and stands. 

"YEah, but at least I make women cum when I fuck them." I say and she rolls her eyes. 

"Well good for you Jackson" she crosses her arms. 

I sit there on my knees and look up at her. 

"You gonna stand there and watch then?" I ask. 

"Are you going to apologize?" she recrosses her arms and just out her hip.

"For what?" I cock my brow. 

"For being rude." she huffs.

"I wasnt rude." I say and she huffs.

"You said my boyfriend uses me, that's pretty rude" she snips. 

"Alright then...tell me I'm wrong...tell me he didnt just come over here to fuck you and then leave right after....if i'm wrong. I'll apologize." I say and her lips tighten.

"I hate you." she says , narrowing her eyes.

"Me?" I laugh. "why? I'm not the one leaving you unsatisfied." I say and stand and then she lifts her eyes up at me as I smirk down at her. 

"You're an ass" she says throwing me that narrowed , annoyed glare.

"Speaking of asses...you really not gonna let me take a look at yours?" I ask with a smirk and watch her nostrils flare and she gives a little growl, and stomps a foot.

"You're such a fucking guy" she says and turns from me to walk back to her house.

"There it is...there's that ass" I say and she lets out a little angry growl, and reaches behind her and puts her hands over it, trying to block it.

"DONT LOOK AT ME!" she yells at me over her shoulder and I throw my head back and laugh as she stomps to her front door and throws it open and slams it shut behind her. 

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