Mr. Tan

Chapter 28: My Blackest Day

The next morning I showered and dressed while Earl prepared breakfast in the kitchen before he went to work. Today I was going to visit my mom in the hospital, after I stopped and bought her some flowers. I was going to be starting my senior year in high school within two weeks and I was excited to tell her about it. After I got dressed in a pair of light gray track pants, a solid white tank top and a pair of plain black flip flops, then ran a fine toothed comb through my hair, I joined Earl in the kitchen for breakfast. We traded our usual good mornings and gave each other a peck on the lips. Earl made blueberry pancakes and sausage links for breakfast. I poured us both mugs of hot black coffee, then took out two plates and two forks and set them on the table.

"Visitin' yo mamma today?", he asked.

"Mhm", I replied, shaking my head. I'm gonna buy her flowers, too, she might like that. Do you know any good places where I can buy some nice pretty flowers?

"Yeah, try the meat market down the road, baby", he replied. Tobias sells really nice fresh flowers, or you can try Rochelle's Floral Shop. That ain't far from here, either, jus' a straight shot past the meat market.

We ate breakfast, then Earl took a look at his watch as he lit his usual morning smoke.

"Imma head on out to work", he said, filling his travel mug with coffee. You still plan on performin' tomorrow night fo' amateur night?

"Oh yeah, you know it", I replied smiling, as I got up from the table to clear the dishes.

"Whatcha gonna sing?", he asked.

"A Felicia Davenport song cover", I replied, One Room Country Shack. It's one of my favorites.

Earl gave me a grin and shook his head in agreement.

"I like dat one, too", he said. I tell ya what, why don't you swing on by the joint after you get done visiting yo moms. We can practice backstage if ya like.

He stepped towards me with a devilish smile and snaked his arm around my waist, pulling me close to him.

"You gonna be late to work", I replied, smiling up at him and putting my arms around his broad shoulders.

He pressed me against the kitchen counter and begin kissing me, fiddling with my track pants drawstring. I ran my hand down his chest as our tongues intertwined. His lips drifted from my mouth to my earlobe, gently nibbling before finding his way to my neck. My hand drifted from his chest to his black denim clad manhood, feeling the heat of him on my hand. He let out a soft groan as I begin to undo his thick leather belt and unbutton his jeans. His thick erection stood proud in his red plaid boxer shorts. Earl effortlessly lifted me onto the kitchen counter with my legs wrapped around his waist. He slid the solid white tank top over my head, exposing my lacy white bra. He was now taking off my track pants as my flip flops fell off of my feet. My matching white panties were soon to go, exposing my freshly shaved pussy, moist with desire. He positioned me in such a way that I was pretty much leaning back on the counter against the cupboard. With his boxers and jeans now around his ankles, his arms were wrapped around my waist. His solid gray v-neck t-shirt was lifted up at the waist so the head of his thick erect cock brushed up against the soft outer lips of my pussy, making me quiver and moan.