50 Shades Of Green

Chapter Five

I didn't know how to feel, the idea of being gay felt foreign to me, but somehow, it also felt natural. I needed to tell Miss Piggy, I had to get it off my chest. I made my way up stairs, but rather than entering the master bedroom where my wife was sleeping, I walked into my kid's bedroom.

I had two kids, Camilla and Fredrick (although everyone called him Fozzie.) They were twins, both 6 years old, and were the lights of my life. They were the only two good things that came from me meeting Miss Piggy outside of a popular strip club.

~ Flashback ~

It was a calm night in Brooklyn, I was standing beside a dumpster while smoking a cigarette, I felt like I was wasting my life away but never did anything to change, it was as though I was slowly rotting away until I met her.

A nice looking lady approached me and I was immediately interested (I convinced myself that it was her 'rockin' tits' that drew me to her, but thinking back on it, I was simply intrigued by her bright makeup and 6-inch heels.)

"Hey there Mr." The striking woman said, mimicking a southern accent.

"Howdy ma'am" I replied in the same mocking accent, with a charming wink.

"Are you interested in any of this?" She gestured at her body, a swift hand gliding down from her voluptuous breasts to her legs wrapped in fishnets. "If you've got $70 it's all yours baby." She put her hand out and smirked, looking me up and down.

I was slightly overwhelmed, this felt so exciting and new, it was just what I needed in my life after feeling so lost. I hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Y-yes of course, here." I rummaged through my wallet and pulled out a 50 and two 20's before placing them abruptly in the palm of her hand, she then tucked the money in her bra.

She didn't hold back and immediately got to work, unbuckling my belt with haste and roughly pulling down the denim jeans I was wearing.

"Mmmm, scrumptious" she spoke, right before putting her mouth on my tip and beginning to work her magic, it was a marvellous sensation, one that I had only felt once before in a frat house one drunken night. The act in theory was heavenly but I couldn't help trying to distract myself from the fact that a woman was giving me head, something about it just didn't make the experience as pleasurable, nonetheless I prevailed and after climax, she insisted on having sex with me right there in the alleyway.

"I'm not so sure about this..." I spoke with clear uncertainty in my voice.

"I, Miss Piggy, personally guarantee full customer satisfaction and that's exactly what you shall receive."

I'd finally learnt her name and from that moment forward I felt some sort of connection towards her.

"So what's it going to be?" She asked, a little impatiently.

"Yes of course! Why wouldn't I want to have sex with such a beautiful creature?" I said aloud, more to myself than Miss Piggy. It was as though I had to persuade myself into being turned on by such an opportunity.

She led me by the wrist to a more comfortable spot beside a green trash can, my jeans and belt still at my ankles, and looked me in the eyes before giving a slight smirk.