A Simple Smile [MF] [Interracial] [Busty] [Big Ass] [Straight Sex]

“Almost there guys,” I said as I looked into the back seat. My two Malamute dogs looked back at me. I hated seeing them like this, cooped up in the back seat of my SUV. “I’m sorry,” I said as a single tear traced down my face. I wiped it away and shook my head. “Enough of that,” I cursed myself. I had cried enough on this long drive.

Texas was a long way behind me now, so was the great life that I had left behind. Georgia was going to my new home, a small town I had never heard about until I contacted my brother. It had been years since we had spoken to each other, shortly after our mum passed away we both went our separate ways. Mom was the glue that held our family together after she was gone, everything fell apart, old memories surfaced, as well as many other things.

The GPS told me to get off the highway. “Only thirty minutes,” I said looking back at the two of them. Both acknowledged me with their ears perking up for a few seconds then falling back down. Marco and Polo were all I had left of my life, as well as two suitcases and four boxes.

I had it made a great job, a loving wife and a house that was in a good neighbourhood. It fell apart quickly, again I felt tears start to muster in my eyes. “No,” I shook my head. “Just keep moving forward,” I nodded trying to keep myself from thinking about the events that led to my picking up and leaving everything behind.

“Shit,” I said looking at the phone. It was Olivia, my soon to be ex-wife. “Don’t answer it.”

Who was I kidding? “Hello,” I said as I hit the answer button.

“You really left this time,” Olivia said. “I didn’t think you would do it.”

“I told you I would,” I said mustering up the courage.

“Good for you,” Olivia replied. “You took the dogs too, good.”

“You never liked them,” I replied.

“Bullshit, I loved those dogs, and you know it, stop acting like I am the villain,” Olivia shouted back. “Things happen, and correct me if I am wrong, you’re the one that put me on this path. Right or wrong?”

I cursed her. “I didn’t mean to…” I stopped myself. “You went too far.”

“No, I saw an opportunity and I took it,” Olivia replied. “If you hadn’t started this roller coaster, then everything would have been just like it was before.”

I shook my head. She was right and I knew it. I did this to myself and that was the worst part of it. “Bye Olivia,” I said hanging up.

Marco and Polo barked as they saw me tearing up again. “I’m okay,” I smiled.

Olivia was completely right. I had started this roller coaster. It started off as something to renew our relationship but spiralled into a complete mess. I met Olivia nine years ago. We both loved to work out and it was a fortunate night when we were at the gym. A simple smile and a few drinks later at a bar turned into the both of us saying “I do,” four months later. It was a short turnaround, but we completed each other. We finished each other’s sentences; we could talk for hours or stay in a room together in complete silence.

We got a small house and started a life together. Olivia was a nurse at the local hospital, I worked as a graphic designer. We eventually graduated from that small house to a much larger one, that was when we got Marco and Polo. I wasn’t able to have kids on the base that my swimmers were sterile. It never bothered Olivia as she didn’t want to ruin her perfect body. No matter how many times her friends had said that it would go back, Olivia didn’t want to risk it.

Olivia is a knockout; she has the body that most men drool over. Standing at 5’6 she has perfect long golden blonde hair, a facial structure that looks like it was moulded from clay. A nice set of tits just a little more than a handful, but not too big. A tight stomach with defined ab muscles. One of my male friends said her ass looked like the perfect peach especially when she wore her gym shorts. Her long legs were defined by both their muscles and the way they went up to her waist.

I had spent many nights in bed with her wondering how I had got so lucky. I on the other hand was your regular gym guy. Short dark black hair, grey, blue eyes and spent too much time looking in the mirror than actually working out. I still looked good, but everyone always said I was Olivia’s boyfriend, hardly ever calling me by my name.

It was one night after another round of our second favourite activity. I lay next to her trying to catch my breath. I brought it up one more time. Olivia turned to me and shook her head. She hated me trying to convince her to videotape our sexual escapades. I couldn’t help it; she was as good at fucking than any of the videos I had looked up. There were things she could do with her mouth that brought me to cum within seconds. Then when she got on top, she rode me so hard it felt like she was going to rip my dick off.

I shook my head as I remembered what happened after she got up to go to the bathroom. “It’s my birthday next week,” I said. Olivia turned around and said those fatal words.

“Fine, but it stays between us,” she said as she went to the bathroom.

That was it. That was the moment that sealed my fate. One recording led to another, then another. Olivia loved the way she looked. I got greedy and put it online, I wanted to boast about the woman that I had in my bed. The comments and views went through the roof. Olivia couldn’t believe I had done it, at first, she was so mad at me that she didn’t talk to me for days. Then when she saw the comments and the requests, she went crazy.

We were an amateur porn sensation. We did it in public, outdoors even with people watching. Olivia was out of control. I tried to stop her, but she created a channel, then a website. I had turned her into a sexual lioness, she wanted it every minute of every day, even going so far as to quit her job. It was a few months ago that I came home to see her being fucked by three guys all at once, while a film crew taped it.

Olivia had signed with a porn studio behind my back. She laughed at me as I stood there. I tried to convince her that I could be the man she wanted, she laughed harder. As the months went by Oliva fucked her way to the top. She was voted best newcomer by some porn awards. I didn’t even know they existed. There wasn’t a position or act she wouldn’t do on camera. At home, she barely touched me. I wanted to be the man that could be married to a porn star, but in the end, I couldn’t. I made threats to leave many times, hoping it would change her mind, but she always laughed. When I saw her latest video of her being ganged banged by fourteen guys it was the last straw.

“Your destination will be two miles on your right,” the GPS chimed bringing me back to reality.

“Wow Eddie,” I said as pulled up to a large house. It made my house look small in comparison. Slowly putting the vehicle in park, I got out and stretched my legs.

Eddie came out of the house. “You made it,” he smiled. We hugged and he looked inside to see my dogs. “You weren’t joking when you said they were big.”

“Yeah, I hope it won’t…” I began to say.

“Nonsense,” a female’s voice said from behind my brother.

“Yulia,” I smiled as I hugged my sister-in-law. Up until a few weeks ago, I didn’t know I had a sister-in-law, or a nephew, with a niece on the way. Yulia looked all her six months pregnant.

“Come in,” Yulia said, “Get out of the cold,” she said as she held her arms around her.

“Mind if I let them out, they have been cooped up for a while now,” I said as I reached for the passenger door.

“Of course, the poor puppies,” Yulia said.

I opened the door and the two large dogs leapt out. “Wow, they look like bears,” Eddie said as he watched them run around his front yard.

“If they make a mess, I will clean it up,” I said as I looked at them. When we got inside, we talked about everything and anything. I left out many of the sordid details. They showed me to my room and the room where the dogs could stay. I put them down on the large makeshift beds.

“It won’t be long,” I said as I knelt down and said to both of them as they hung their tongues out at me. “We will get our own place and you can come and sleep with me again,” as I got up to leave, they both got up. “No, you guys stay here, I will be back in the morning.”

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Six months had passed, and I had moved out of my brother’s place. It didn’t take long for the past to be brought up and as much as we could hide our differences it was just a matter of time before we couldn’t live in the same house.

We still got along, and we went out to eat and watch a game but living together wasn’t working out. I had got a smaller apartment which was terrible for my dogs. My job paid me less than half what I was making before, the market for my kind of work was only in the big city. It took one drive through Atlanta to convince me that I would never get a job down there.

I sat in a small coffee place looking up other jobs. Also, it was the best place for a fast wi-fi connection. With what I was getting paid I didn’t have enough to splurge on the fastest connection speed. Olivia had paid for the divorce, which happened quicker than I would like, apparently, she wanted to be single. I didn’t keep track of her new career, but it was evident by many of my online friends that she had made a huge name for herself. I looked up one of her interviews one night. She was proud of herself, even going as far as to say that she always wanted to be a porn actress.

I laughed as she said that, when I first met her, she hated going down on me. Her favourite position was missionary, and she took a shower after each session. Now she had videos of her taking two dicks in her ass, and being bathed in cum.

I looked up as someone was causing a commotion at the desk. I shook my head and went back to my work.

“Sorry about that,” a voice said next to me.

“No worries,” I replied.

“Haven’t seen you around here much,” she said. She was cleaning two of the tables next to me.

I looked up to see a dark-skinned woman with the most gorgeous smile. “No,” I said with a smile. I didn’t know why I was smiling, but her face and that smile just brought it out of me. “I just move into the apartments around the corner two months ago.”

“Ah, Bethany,” she said as she held out her hand.

“Brad,” I replied.

“Nice to meet you Brad,” Bethany said as she walked away.

I watched her as she went back behind the counter. She waved at me as she went back to work. I smiled and nodded back at her.

For the rest of the day, all I could think about was Bethany and her smile. I remembered a saying my mom used to say a smile could change your whole day. It seemed like it was true.

Two days later I went back into the coffee place. I saw a different lady behind the counter. I ordered my usual and sat down at my usual table. Again, I looked for other jobs as well as finishing up some work I had to get done.

“Hi again,” Bethany said as she got close.

“Hi,” I said as I looked up. “I didn’t see you there.”

“Yeah, I just got in,” Bethany replied. “How is it going?” she asked as she looked at my screen.

“Another dead end,” I said as I looked away from my keyboard. “If I don’t find something soon I might have to go into a fast food chain.”

The thought of flipping burgers did not appeal to me, but I needed a second source of income, not a lot but enough to help me get ahead.

“You could always help out around here,” Bethany said with her usual smile. “We need someone to bus the tables and load the washer.”

“That’s it?” I asked hoping I didn’t have to take the orders or prepare the food.

“That’s it,” Bethany shrugged. “You interested?”

“Yes,” I nodded enthusiastically.

“Good,” Bethany said, “Let me show you a few things.”

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The weeks turned into months. The graphic job began to turn around as I got more clients that wanted work done. I didn’t tell Bethany that I no longer needed the second job, I still couldn’t put a finger on why, but I liked being in her presence. I doubted that I had feelings for her as we knew nothing about each other. All I knew about her was that she lived with someone named Gary and she drove a luxury sports car that she both loved and hated.

We had no personal conversations; everything was about work and what we thought of certain things like movies or music. One day as I was coming out of the back room, I saw her sitting at one of the tables, with a tall man. They were both smiling and chatting. It was the first time I had seen her talk to another guy that wasn’t a customer. I felt it in my chest at first a slight pang of fear.

“No,” I said to myself as I walked back into the backroom. I couldn’t, it wasn’t in me, not yet anyway. But it was unmistakable I was feeling jealous. I looked out through the small opening in the door. Bethany was laughing harder than she had ever done. It could be her brother, a friend, an ex-coworker. I began thinking to myself.

“Brad!” Bethany called for me. I took a deep breath and applied my best smile.

“What’s up?” I said as I walked out.

“This is Nathan,” Bethany said.

“Hi,” I replied shaking the man’s hand.

“He helped me finance this place, and is looking forward to help renovate,” Bethany said with her usual smile.

“Renovate huh?” I asked. I knew Bethany had been thinking about putting a modern flair to the place especially since the competition had gone through some changes and taken some of our customers.

“Yeah, just a little,” Nathan said.

A little turned into a lot, which included buying the space next to us and tearing down the wall. We closed the shop temporarily as the contractors worked their magic. In that time Nathan and Bethany were always seen with each other, laughing and talking.

It was too much for me to take. “Hey,” I said peering in Bethany’s office.

“Oh hey,” Bethany said smiling back at me.

“Can we talk?” I asked as I walked into her office.

“Of course, don’t ask such a silly question,” Bethany said turning off her computer and looking at me.

“I don’t know how to say this, so I will just rip the band aid off,” I said nodding my head. “I am putting in my two-week notice.”

Bethany looked back at me shocked. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes, I got new clients and splitting time between the two jobs is causing me to fall back on some projects,” I said, I wasn’t lying I had fallen back on one or two projects.

“Oh, well that’s good news then,” Bethany said with a cheery voice. “Real good news, I am proud of you.”

“I am sorry to be leaving,” I said looking around. “Especially with all this going on.”

“Nonsense, nothing to be sorry for, we can handle it,” Bethany nodded. “You’ve got to do what is best for you.”

“Yeah,” I nodded.

“Nice working with you,” Bethany said holding out her hand.

“You too,” I replied.

That went much easier than I had thought. I hadn’t expected her to be so nonchalant about me leaving. It felt like she was glad I was going. Of course, she was glad, I had made it sound like this was for the better.

Even after leaving a part of me still wanted to be around Bethany, thoughts of her filled my mind. I still couldn’t place a reason why; I had gone over everything. She wasn’t my type of personality; I had normally gone for the ones most people would call a bitch, or mean. Bethany was the nicest person anyone could meet. Then there was physically, which was definitely out of the picture, every one of my exes had been athletically built, or toned. Bethany was for the lack of being mean chubby, she had thick hips, a huge butt with an even larger chest. Then there was the last straw. Race, I had never dated outside of my race. I wasn’t a racist or even prejudice it just never happened, the opportunity never presented itself, they were never interested in me, and I had never been interested in them, up until now it seemed.

I was working on a project when I got a phone call.

“Hey,” I said as I answered.

“Hey,” Bethany said. “Sorry to bother you, but I, sorry I mean we have a question.”

“Okay,” I replied.

“Hold on, I will let Nathan ask you, he is better at this than I am.”

“Hey,” Nathan said.

“What’s up?” I said a bit disappointed that I hadn’t been called for a personal reason.

“Do you do graphics for walls? The company I hired to do the back wall bailed on us last minute,” Nathan said.

“Sure,” I replied. “Send me what they were working on and I will get on it, when do you need it?”

“Next week, I know it’s short notice,” Nathan said.

“I will get right on it,” I said.

“Thanks.”

Hanging up the phone I wanted to throw it across my apartment. The first time I had heard from her it was something to do about work, but then I caught myself she thought of me as a friend and that was all, just because I had feelings for her didn’t mean anything.

It would take all of my willpower to work around her and not show or express how I felt. I wasn’t expecting to fall for someone ever again after the last ordeal.

“I know,” I said looking down at Marco and Polo. “Believe me I know.”

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“What do you think?” I asked Nathan and Bethany as I showed them what I had come up with for their wall.

Nathan looked at it closely on the screen of my tablet. “And you can do that for the whole wall?”

“Absolutely,” I nodded. “I can give this to the company I work for, and they will take care of everything.”

Bethany nodded with her usual smile, a smile that made my heart beat faster. I could feel it in my chest. “I like it,” she said as she peered over Nathan’s shoulder. “Especially the moving fish, it’s relaxing.”

“How much?” Nathan asked.

“For you guys, half price,” I said. “After all I used to work here, and I do come here a lot.”

“We can’t,” Bethany shook her head.

“We can,” Nathan said as he held out his hand.

We shook hands and filled out the necessary paperwork. Nathan had to leave to finish a business deal with another shop. I began to pack up my papers and laptop.

“Usual?” Bethany asked.

“No, I have to get this to the office,” I replied. I wanted to get out of here,

“Okay,” Bethany said in a calm voice. I expected her to say something to convince me to stay. She began cleaning the floor which was covered with dirt and debris from the renovation process.

“How’s it going?” I asked as I wrapped the cord to the laptop.

“It’s going,” Bethany nodded. She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear as she looked up at me. “You?”

“It is going well, so far so good,” I replied.

“Good,” Bethany said as she walked towards the back. “See you again.”

I stood still looking at the swinging door. I wanted to go back there and tell her how I felt and what her smile did to me, how she made me laugh and smile even when I didn’t want to, how when we talked I wanted to stay in that moment forever. But I didn’t instead I packed up my things and left.

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“Are you going?” Bethany asked me as we sat together staring at Nathan, he was trying to buy another building from a potential client. He had six all of them under renovation.

“Where?” I asked looking back at her.

The shop had opened on schedule and the screen wall was a big hit with the customers.

“His wedding,” Bethany replied.

“He is getting married?” I asked. “To who?”

“Not me,” Bethany shook her head.

“I didn’t mean…” I began to say.

“Yes, you did,” Bethany smiled. “I have seen the way you look at us. And I am sure others might have assumed there was something going on, but we are just friends, he has become like a little brother to me.”

“Oh,” I replied.

“So,”

“I didn’t get an invitation,” I shrugged.

“Well, I need to bring a plus one, and I would like it to be you,” Bethany said. She was staring right at me with those eyes and that smile. How could I say no to that?

“Of course,” I replied.

“Good, it’s next week, hope you got something good to wear,” Bethany grinned as she went back behind the counter.

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The week couldn’t go fast enough. I had spent a lot of money on an outfit and as I stood outside the grand hall that Nathan had picked out for his reception, I was having doubts that I had bought the right one.

“Well, don’t you look good,” a voice said from behind me.

I turned and was in complete shock. Standing in front of me was Bethany in a long dark red dress. She looked absolutely amazing. “Stop staring,” Bethany said. “Say something.”

“Fabulous,” I replied.

Bethany looked back at me. “I didn’t expect that,” she said shaking her head.

“It was one of the many words that came to mind,” I said staring at her. The dress hugged every one of her curves in a way that could only be summed up as sexy. Gone were all the doubts that I had about my feelings towards her.

“Well, you keep saying words like that and you will end up in trouble,” Bethany smiled as she took my arm.

We walked inside and greeted the two groomsmen. I was shocked to see that Nathan was marrying another man. “You could have told me,” I said to Bethany as we sat at our table.

“And ruin the look on your face?” Bethany smiled. “Not a chance.”

The night went on as receptions usually went, until the dance. “You going to ask me to dance?” Bethany asked.

“It had crossed my mind,” I replied.

We got up and went to the dance floor. The song was slow, and we danced tightly together. I felt her huge chest pressed against mine. I tried to hide the swelling in my pants, but I was sure she could feel it, pressed against her.

“You know,” Bethany said as she looked up at me. “You’re not very good at hiding your feelings.”

“I’m sorry,” I shrugged.

“Nothing to be sorry about,” Bethany smiled. “The feeling has been mutual for a while now. Just thought by now you would have approached and asked me to go out on a date or something.”

I was in complete shock. “Cat got your tongue?” Bethany smiled. “Let’s go.”

Bethany took me by the hand and led me out of the hall and out into the open. “Where are we going?” I asked as I was being pulled along.

“Don’t ask silly questions,” Bethany replied as we entered the nearby hotel. We went straight to the elevator.

“You planned for this?” I asked.

“Someone had to take the first step,” Bethany shook her head.

The moment we entered the room our lips smashed against each other. I fell backwards onto the bed with Bethany falling on top of me. “You sure about this?” she asked. “I am not one of your stick figure girlfriends.”

“I think it’s too late to ask something like that,” I smiled up at her.

“But…” she began to say but I put my finger on her mouth.

“Don’t ask silly questions,” I smiled back at her.

Our clothes easily fell off each other as Bethany kissed her way down my chest. I watched her dark black hair as it got to my groin.

“Wow!” I said as Bethany engulfed my dick all the way into her mouth, pressing her nose against my pelvic area. She held her head there before repeating the process over and over.

“Fuck,” I said as my toes curled into a tight ball. “I am cumming,” I said loudly as I watched Bethany deepthroat me. If she heard me, she made no sign of it as she took me back down to the base of my dick and held her head steady as I came hard inside of her mouth and down her throat.

Bethany finally gasped for air as she let my dick fall from her mouth. Strings of saliva dripping from her mouth and my dick.

“No one has done that before,” I said shaking my head.

“It’s a first for me too,” Bethany said as she laid her head on my chest. “Four years of practice though.”

“Four years?” I asked puzzled.

“I have been single for four years and been practicing for the off chance I would meet someone,” Bethany shrugged.

“Oh, well I am glad I was the first,” I smiled.

I rolled her over so that I was on top of her. I began sucking on her nipples and squeezing her large tits, seeing them out of the confines of her usual shirts and work uniform was a sight to behold. Seeing my white hands against her dark skin was one thing, seeing my hand being dwarfed by her large boobs was another.

“Never been with a woman with boobs this big?” Bethany smiled.

“No,” I shook my head.

“What about an ass like this?” Bethany said as she turned around and got on all fours.

“Definitely not,” I said looking at the large ass in front of me.

“You sure you can handle it,” Bethany smiled as she looked back at me.

To answer I grabbed my hardened cock and pushed it inside of her. “Fuck,” I moaned loudly as her tight walls gripped my dick. It felt like she was pulling me inside of her. I grabbed each side of her thick waist and began fucking her as hard as I could.

“Fuck me!” Bethany yelled as she began pushing her ass back on me. “Harder, fuck me,” she yelled. The loud sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. I was sure that everyone in the hotel could hear us.

I watched as her ass rippled in waves as it hit my body. I didn’t know who was fucking who, as Bethany pushed her body back on forth. Greeting each one of my thrusts with one of her own.

“Come on fuck me, I want you to fuck me hard, fuck my big ass!” Bethany yelled at the top of her lungs.

I had used every technique I could think of to hold myself from cumming. All of them were failing as I watched Bethany bury her head in the bed and arch her back pressing her ass against me. I held on tight as she bucked back on me.

“I’m cumming,” I said as I quickly pulled out my dick and sprayed her large ass with my cum.

We both collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily and not wanting to move. “We should have taken this more slowly,” I said as I turned to look at her.

“Yeah, a first date would have been nice,” Bethany smiled back at me. There it was the smile that made me crazy for her.

“From now on we take it slow,” I nodded.

That was three years ago. Slow wasn’t in our vocabulary. Two months after that night after the wedding we had moved in with each other. After another four months, we had bought our first house, shortly after that Norman was the best man at our wedding. Now with three kids and a mortgage, we are still together, and I have never been happier. If I said we lived a fairy tale life I would be lying. There are days that we yell and scream at each other. Other days where we lock ourselves in the room and attempt to break the fourth bed in our relationship.

On the tough days when working two jobs just to scrape by and I feel like I am at my lowest all I have to do is look at my wife. Like today while she is helping our oldest with her homework.

“What are you looking at?” Bethany smiled at me as I head to my second job after working eight hours.

“Nothing,” I smile back. “Just wanted to see you smile.”

“You’re so stupid!” My wife smiles back at me.

I look at my daughter with her cute smile, knowing that someday some poor guy will fall for the same thing.

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