Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The Multitasker

Brenda Culpepper had been looking forward to coming home to Charleston after staying in Atlanta with her best friend, Madeline Smith. But when she came home with Madeline, Brenda saw something she had never expected. Her spacious, split-level house had been broken in half because a large tree had fallen on her house, breaking the house in half. Luckily, her house was insured. While Brenda was out of town, a huge, strong thunderstorm had come through Charleston. It wasn’t as dangerous as a hurricane.

Brenda and Madeline inspected the damage. Most of the living room, her home office, and her bedroom were damaged by the large tree. Brenda then called her insurance agent about the damage. Madeline took out her digital camera and took pictures of the entire house. Brenda felt a little upset about her damaged house, but was really glad she was out of town when it happened.

A couple of minutes later, Joseph Livingston, Brenda’s insurance agent, came over to inspect the house damage. The weather in Charleston was clear and pleasant, compared to the treacherous storm that had occurred a couple of days ago. Six-foot-five Joseph had inspected the damage while five-foot-five Brenda made a list of items that were already damaged from both the tree and the storm.

“Ms. Culpepper, I have an estimate on the damages to your house. You’ll have a hefty settlement check in a few days. In the meantime, do you have a temporary place to stay while your house is being rebuilt?” Mr. Livingston asked her in his baritone voice.

“I’m either thinking about going back to Atlanta with Madeline or stay at a hotel in Myrtle Beach.” Brenda replied.

“Brenda, I believe I know someone who can help repair your house among other things.” Madeline said as she offered her a business card from her wallet.

“Mr. Livingston, I’ll be expecting the check in a few days. Better yet, I’ll pick up the check in your office and in person.” Brenda said as she went into her car, a silver Lexus, with her bags in the backseat.

She looked at the business card Madeline gave her. The card said:

Gideon Avery
Home & Garden Specialist
(923) 555-4826

Then, Madeline got in the passenger seat and the women drove over to Myrtle Beach. An escape to Myrtle Beach was just what Brenda needed to take her mind off of her storm-damaged house. Hours later, the two women arrived at a luxurious beachside hotel. They checked in and paid for the deluxe suite. Five-foot-nine, statuesque Madeline and five-foot-five, very voluptuous Brenda are successful career women, earning five figures annually. Madeline’s a successful senior wedding consultant who’s already a partner at Cinderella Dream Weddings. Brenda, on the other hand, makes a living working on two jobs. She works as both creative director for Charleston City Scene and also runs a jewelry/accessory boutique with her older sister Connie called Charleston Charms.

Once the ladies had checked in at the hotel, Brenda unpacked her things. “So how good is Gideon when it comes to home repairs and stuff?” She asked Madeline.

“He’s extremely good. I’ve checked him out on both Craig and Angie’s Lists. Last year, he came and remodeled my kitchen. Not only that, he even redesigned my bathroom and fixed the plumbing. He even planted a few trees and flowers in my garden.” Madeline replied.

Madeline dialed up Gideon’s number on the hotel room phone and put it on speaker phone.

“Hello, this is Gideon. How may I help you?” a sweet, handsome male voice answered.

“Hello Gideon, this is Madeline Smith. First of all, I really want to thank you for the work you’ve done on my bathroom, kitchen, and garden. Second, my friend Brenda needs some help with her house.” Madeline said.

“First of all, you’re very welcome and I’m glad that I can help. Secondly, how can I help your friend?” Gideon replied.

“Hello, Gideon. My name’s Brenda Culpepper. Just recently, my house had been split in half by a very large tree from a dangerous storm a couple of days ago.” Brenda said to him.

“Oh, I’m very sorry to hear that. So where’s your house? I would love to check it out.” He said.

“My house is in Charleston and my address is 529 Lilac Avenue. Madeline and I even took some pictures of the damage. Thank goodness, my house is insured.” Brenda said.

“Okay, I’ll be there right away. Nice talking to you, ladies. Bye.” Gideon replied.

“Bye.” The ladies replied as they hung up the phone.

“You see, Gideon can do it all. He’s a builder, contractor, landscaper, electrician, plumber, painter, landscaper, roof contractor, heat contractor, and he even does windows. Replacing them, that is.” Madeline said to Brenda.

“I’m sure he would give Ty Pennington a run for his money.” Brenda responded with a hearty laugh.

Madeline and Brenda decided to go out to the beach. While they were outside, Brenda pondered about Gideon. She wondered not only what he would look like, but also wondered how her house would look like once it’s fixed. But other than that, Brenda didn’t mind going out of town twice in one month. After a fun stroll on the beach, the women came back to their room. Madeline got a missed call on her cell phone. Gideon’s number was on her phone and Madeline called him back. After that, she told Brenda that the job or jobs would take four to five weeks for Gideon to complete.

“No problem. There’s plenty to do here in Myrtle Beach. Let’s have some fun!” Brenda said excitedly.

The two chicks had been eating out, beachcombing, shopping, taking up shows, and even checked up on work during their four to five week stay. Brenda worked on a cover design for the next issue of Charleston City Scene while Madeline helped two or three couples plan their weddings. Brenda finished the design on her notebook computer and e-mailed it to her boss.

A month later…

Brenda got a call from Gideon about her house on her smart phone.

“Miss Culpepper, your house has been repaired. The tree has been removed. Would you like to see your newly built house?” Gideon said to her.

“Why yes, I would love to! Thanks so much!” Brenda replied happily.

As soon as she and Madeline gathered their things and checked out of the hotel, the women drove back to Brenda’s newly rebuilt house in Charleston. The women were greeted by Gideon. He was very tall with a muscular-yet-well-built body. His medium-length, dark blonde hair graced his round shaped face; his white wife beater tank top and stonewash blue denim overalls fitted close to his body.

He walked up to Brenda and said, “Welcome home, Brenda.”

The three of them all walked inside and the ladies were awestruck. The kitchen, home office, and her bedroom were all rebuilt, repainted, and also refurnished.

“I even replaced the damaged furniture and added hardwood floors to the whole house.” Gideon said to the ladies.

“This is so wonderful!” Madeline happily exclaimed.

When Brenda stepped into her newly repaired and refurnished bedroom, she was really astounded. Her dressers, nightstand, and armoire were furnished in Douglas fir wood.

“So what do you think of your rebuilt home, Brenda?” Gideon asked her.

“Gideon, I loved it! I can’t wait to do some serious shopping!” Brenda happily responded.

“You’re very welcome. You have to see your closet.” Gideon said as he showed her the newly remodeled closet.

The remade closet was large and spacious enough for her to walk inside. On one long rack, there were all her tops, jackets, and dresses. The other rack held her pants, jeans, skirts, and belts. Also, there was a large drawer that contained her all her lingerie and shapewear. All of her shoes were on the top and bottom of her closet.

“I really love my closet!” Brenda cheerfully exclaimed.

“I couldn’t take all the credit. My sisters Camilla and Justine helped with laundry, organizing, picking out furniture, etc. We even took care of the clean up.” Gideon told the ladies.

“Where are your sisters? I really want to meet and thank them.” Brenda said.

“They had an interior decorating job to do out of town. But I’ll be glad to tell them you said thanks and you love their work.” Gideon replied.

Brenda’s bedroom walls were painted in a shade of indigo with a faux finish and the large window frame was painted in sky blue. Brenda loved the work Gideon and his sisters did on her house so much, she wrote three checks: one for Gideon and two for his sisters.

Then, Brenda said, “I’m expecting a hefty check from the insurance company soon. I was wondering if you’re not busy, I would like to take you out to dinner as my way of expressing my gratitude for all you have done.”

“Sure, I would love that. Thanks so much.” Gideon said to her as he flashed his movie star perfect smile.

“My pleasure. How does Friday night sound?” Brenda replied.

“Sounds perfect.” Gideon said.

After saying her goodbyes to Madeline and Gideon, Brenda was finally at home, her newly rebuilt, split-level house. She unpacked her bags, put all her clothes into the armoire, set up her notebook computer into her new home office, and relaxed in her living room. As much as she loved visiting Madeline in Atlanta and going on a trip with her to Myrtle Beach, but as they say “there’s no place like home”.

That Friday night, Brenda got herself all glammed up for her date with Gideon. She wore a black strapless, floor-length gown with a wide black leather belt around her waist. Her feet were adorned with black suede platform pumps; her chocolate brown, elbow-length hair was up in a very classy chignon. Her neck was decorated with a freshwater cultured pearl, multi-layered necklace, her ears had on diamond drop earrings, and her left wrist had on diamond-encrusted silver bracelet. As for make-up, it was simple with just red lipstick on her lips.

Her dress had a slit that was up to her right hip. When Gideon arrived at her door, he wore a navy blue sweater with a brown leather jacket, medium wash boot cut jeans, and dark brown loafers.

“You clean up very, very nice for a multi-tasking handyman.” Brenda said with a smile.

“Thanks, Brenda. You look amazingly sexy tonight!” Gideon said to her as he handed her a bouquet of long-stemmed lavender roses.

Once she got her purse and keys, Brenda and Gideon left in his car, which was a blue SUV.

“I like your wheels, Gideon.” Brenda said.

“This is my going out auto when I’m not driving my work truck.” Gideon replied.

They got into his car and went out on their date. First, they went to an upscale steakhouse in midtown and dined on surf-and-turf. They even had wine and dessert afterwards. Then, they went dancing at a downtown jazz club. As they slow danced, Brenda thought about another way of expressing her gratitude to Gideon…in bed.

He’s hot, gallant, and very good with his hands. Brenda thought to herself.

Gideon thought of Brenda as well. He thought of how lovely she looked when he first met her after her house had been rebuilt. After a night of dinner and dancing, Brenda and Gideon drove back to her house.

They walked up to her front door and then Gideon said, “I had a great time with you tonight, Brenda. Dinner was great, though I’ve never had a woman treat me to dinner before except my mother. The checks you gave to me and my sisters were good, not to worry.”

Brenda smiled back at him as she unlocked the door with her house keys. Suddenly, she delivered a deep and passionate kiss to Gideon’s lips.

Gideon grinned and said, “What was that all about?”

“I’m thanking you again for everything you have done for me.” Brenda replied in a sensual tone in her voice.

Brenda kissed his lips once more before leading him to her bedroom. Once they were there, she laid Gideon down on her queen-size canopy bed. Brenda slowly unbuckled her belt and slipped off her pumps. She then unzipped the back of her dress, letting it slowly slip down her body. Once the dress came off, Brenda was in her strapless black lace bodysuit.

Next, she crawled on top of Gideon, kissed his lips again, and took off his sweater and jacket. While she kissed him, she then took his shoes off. Gideon was in his dark gray boxers when Brenda ran her hands up and down his body. She took her chignon down, setting her hair free. Gideon saw Brenda in a whole new light. His hands traveled from the top of her head all the way down to her thighs. Brenda leaned close and kissed every inch of his body. She took her time waking up his sleeping cock with her lips and tongue. His moans and groans were audibly saying to her that he was enjoying it.

As he was being orally pleasured, Gideon’s hands played with her hair, which felt like satin through his fingers. After he was nice and hard down there, Brenda took out a lubricated warming/cooling condom from her condom stash in her nightstand and slid it properly onto his cock. Brenda took off her lace bodysuit as Gideon sat up and orally pleasured her lush, womanly breasts. Gideon even took his time, kissing every inch of her body.

After that, Brenda slowly guided her pussy on to his condom-covered cock. She rocked her body against his while she was on top. Her knees rested against both of his hips as she grinded on his cock. Gideon’s hands held on to her hips, making the sensations mutual, even though she’s pleasuring him. They moaned and groaned in unison as their bodies created a sexual friction. Once they had reached climax, they came together and their bodies rested in lustful heat.

Gideon whispered in Brenda’s ear and said, “That was beyond amazing, it was astonishing! Next time, I can take you out and pleasure you afterwards.”

“I would really like that!” Brenda happily said as Gideon looked into his deep brown eyes.

After going through everything in such a long time, Brenda was really glad to be home again.

THE END

Thursday, November 04, 2010

Preview: The Photo Shoot-Taylor Lautner visual

I was really excited about this shoot, especially because it’s also a shoot for a new fragrance. My name’s Jinelle Makenna Grant and I am a model. I’m a plus-size fashion model who does print and commercials. Modeling can be crazy and very busy at times, but it does have its perks.

I especially looked forward to this photo shoot. This shoot’s for a cologne and get this I got to model with a guy. My agent told me this shoot was a series of both print ads and TV commercials. It was for this cosmetics/fragrance company called Rowdy Rouge Cosmetics, which is female-owned and operated. I did my research about this company; they made such hot fragrances such as Heatstroke, Raging Hormones, Touching Temptation, and their popular dual fragrance Leather and Lace. This new fragrance I was to model for was a cologne that aims at younger men like 18-24. The cologne’s titled Boy Toy. My agent also told about the guy I’m modeling with who’s a famous up-and-coming actor. When she told me it was Taylor Lautner, I was super ecstatic! I had the biggest crush on him since watching him in The Twilight Saga: New Moon.

I’ve had several pictures of him, both fully clothed and shirtless. My crush on him became full blown when he officially turned 18. I even made a scrapbook of him with all the pictures, including both the Rolling Stone issue and the pictures from New Moon. My agent and I met with the heads of Rowdy Rogue Cosmetics about the ad campaign two weeks ago. They even showed me some of the previous campaigns for their fragrances and cosmetics. I was also given a sample of their Boy Toy fragrance for men. It smelled hot; it had sandalwood, vanilla, cinnamon, musk, amber, leather, and ginger.

Two weeks later, I arrived at the studio. Being a professional, I show up on time and greeted everyone with a smile. We started working on the first commercial/print ad. I was officially introduced to Taylor. I was like “OMG! Here he is in person!” through my kind and professional demeanor.

“Hi Taylor! I’m Jinelle, it’s so nice to meet you.” I said to him.

“Very nice to meet you, Jinelle. I look forward to us working together.” Taylor said to me as he flashed his sweet, perfect smile.

My heart nearly melted when he looked and smiled at me. I was super excited about this shoot already.

Wednesday, November 03, 2010

Chef's Special

I had been looking forward to going to this fancy new steakhouse/seafood restaurant downtown with my so-called boyfriend. I was all dressed to the nines with my chocolate brown pointelle-knit peasant dress with my black hair up in a curly ponytail. I also wore my new black stilettos with black lace bows in the front. There were plenty of people sitting in the tables, nice classical music playing in the background. I could just smell the delicious food being cooked and everything. I ordered myself a glass of pinot noir while I waited on my boyfriend. I took a Chaser before drinking my wine. Suddenly, my cell phone vibrated and I went into the women's restroom to answer it.

My boyfriend and I had a verbal confrontation on why he couldn't meet me for our date tonight. He told me he had plans with his mother and then had the nerve to tell me things she said about me. We argued over the phone and next thing you know we break up. I returned to the table, looked over at the menu, and then cried as I drank my single glass of wine. Not only was I heartbroken, I also had a hunger headache. I looked into the menu and everything in it looked so tempting, yet it's so hard to think about what to order. Just as I was about to take my order, the waiter walked up to my table.

"Waiter, just take the other chair away. My boyfriend's not coming. We just had fight and now we broke up. I'm not sure if I want to eat. Just give me the check." I said as I paid for my glass of wine.

As the waiter picked up my check and cash, I gathered my purse and lace shawl as walked out with my head hurting and my heart broken.

I walked up to my car when the waiter had given me a note. It said:

"The chef cordially invites you to a private dinner party. There will be plenty of food and wine. Hope to see you there."

The chef's address along with the date and time were on the bottom of the note, which said 10 o'clock tonight. So I put the note in my purse as I got into my car. The night was still early because it was 7:30. I went back to my place, took an Advil for my hunger headache, and freshened up a bit. I've never been invited to a dinner party before, let alone a private dinner party. I thought to myself, this is going to be so exciting. A private dinner party with the chef from the restaurant and some dessert to have.

I then took a shower, put my outfit back on, touched up my hair, sprayed on some perfume, gathered my things, and went into my car. I drove to the address which led me to an uptown condo. I went inside the place, knocked on the door, and there came a tall, white man who was half-naked with an apron on his frontal body. He also had medium blonde hair and blue eyes.

"I'm here for the private dinner party." I said.

"I'm so glad you came. My name's Oliver and I am the main chef over at the restaurant. I knew about you when I saw how heartbroken you were when your boyfriend didn't show up." He said as he walked me to the living room.

There were candles and flowers on the dining room table. Soft jazz music was playing in the background courtesy of the stereo in the living room. He pulled up a chair for me and I sat myself down.

"My boyfriend's now my ex. We broke up tonight, but I don't want to talk about him. I was so upset that I left the restaurant really hungry." I replied to him.

Oliver got out two wine glasses from the cupboard and poured some chilled white zinfandel in them. He then placed the glasses on to the table.

"I was thinking we can start with a few appetizers. We got some oysters on the half shell, jumbo shrimp cocktail and a shrimp-and-spinach salad with citrus vinaigrette." Oliver said as put the plates together.

He put the dishes and the food on to the table, placed the silverware accordingly, and placed the cloth napkin on my lap as he joined me at the table. He sat right next to me and proposed a toast.

"Here's to a great evening of great food with a great woman." Oliver as he looked at me with those sparkling blue eyes and perfect smile.

"Cheers." I said as we clink our glasses together and began eating the appetizers.

As I began eating the oysters and the salad, I savored them even they were appetizers. I took my time, enjoying the food. Oliver and I then looked into each other's eyes as we ate.

"So what made you want to be a chef?" I asked Oliver.

"I love food and I love to cook. Plus, my mom's a cookbook collector and still is, yet she does love to cook as well. She also loves to entertain friends and family. When I was a teenager, my dad showed me how to use a grill. He was proud of me and so was my mom. They were even more proud when I graduated from The Culinary Institute. I love what I do." Oliver replied.

"I, too, love to cook. I do it often myself because my ex's idea of fine dining is anything you can get at a drive-thru or at Applebee's. Plus, not only am I a member of a cookbook club, I also like to watch the Food Network, learn recipes from my mom, and shop at the local farmer's market." I said to him as I took a slow sip of my wine.

Then, the timer went off and it was time for the main courses. He had served a big surf-and-turf dinner, along with braised beef short ribs, steamed lobster, and creamed spinach. After I had finished my glass of wine, Oliver then poured some chardonnay into my glass. We sat, ate, and looked into each other’s eyes. Meanwhile, I felt one of Oliver’s hands trying to stroke up my thigh; I didn’t give it any thought because I was really enjoying the food.

A couple of minutes later, I was full from the most delicious dinner I ever had. Plus, it was way better than dinner at the restaurant. Oliver then got up from his seat next to me and all of a sudden he had kissed my lips. The kiss was very warm and soft. He even stroked my face as he was kissing me.

Oliver then looked into my brown eyes and asked me, “Ready for dessert?”

I looked at him and said, “I can’t wait!”

He took my hand and led me to his bedroom. Once we were there, Oliver slowly and passionately kissed my lips. He could taste the wine on my lips and I tasted the dinner on his. His hands slowly took off my dress before he sat me down on the king-sized bed. I got myself comfortable as he kneeled and took off my shoes. He helped take off my jewelry and put them on the nightstand. He gently laid me down on the bed as he kissed my lips again.

“I’ll be back with dessert.” Oliver said as he kissed me before going to the kitchen.

I laid back and relaxed on his king sized bed while Oliver was in the kitchen getting dessert ready. A few minutes later, Oliver came back with a big plate full of small, scrumptious desserts on one hand and a glass of champagne in the other. The glass of chilled champagne had a vanilla bean in it. He put the plate and glass down by the bed and helped me out of my dress. He also took off my shoes so I can feel relaxed. He kissed my lips as he picked up the plate of desserts and placed them on the bed between us.

After the kiss, Oliver took the chilled glass of champagne with the vanilla bean in it from the nightstand. I watched as he poured some of the vanilla bean-infused champagne on to my belly button. He then got out a bottle of melted chocolate and poured some of it around my belly. Suddenly, he softly licked the champagne and chocolate off of my stomach. I gasped a bit as I felt his lips and tongue tasted the sweet dessert off my body. He then kissed me on the lips and I tasted it all on my tongue. I tasted the vanilla, the chocolate, and champagne from his mouth.

Next, he fed me again. This time, it was one of the desserts from the plate. He first fed me a triple chocolate-dipped strawberry. I took a bite and it was heavenly. I tasted the milk, dark, and white chocolates mixed with the fresh strawberry. It was so tasty. Then, he fed me a pineapple slice that was dipped in dark chocolate. It was indulgent and tropical at the same time. I returned his kiss on the lips as I made my way on top of his body. After the kiss, Oliver took his time and took off my underwear. He didn’t rush on the foreplay as he kissed and licked my body. He took the bottle of chocolate, put some on his tongue, and kissed my body. I moaned and groaned at the sensation of his hands and mouth all over me. The chocolate in his mouth made it even sweeter. It became much sweeter when Oliver poured some chocolate on to my pussy.

“Mmmmm, ooooohhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh.” I moaned over and over.

As he tasted my pussy, he briefly looked into my deep brown eyes. He even held my hands as my juices gradually leaked into his mouth. Oliver definitely enjoyed the combined taste of the chocolate with my female nectar. After that, I kissed his lips.

While I kissed him, I then took off his black solid apron and his black flat front pants. I was completely turned on and amazed by his tight, fit body. I mean, he was really fit for a restaurant chef, but I don’t mind that all. I took the squeeze bottle of melted chocolate and poured it on his body. I made a sweet, chocolaty trail from his neck to his chest down to his abs.

I kissed and licked down his frontal body. I licked the chocolate clean off of him. He was aroused by the scene and enjoyed it. My fingers brushed against his hardening manhood that was covered by his dark gray boxer shorts. After I licked his body clean of chocolate, I slowly removed his boxers. I poured some of the chocolate onto his vanilla dick and licked it off. Oliver moaned as I tasted him. The mix of his precum with the chocolate made it even delicious. His hands stroked and played with my hair as I taste him some more.

“Are you ready for me, Oliver?” I asked him.

“Oh yes I am.” Oliver said happily.

I then took out a condom from the nightstand next to the bed. I placed the plate next to the champagne glass on top of the nightstand. I opened the condom from the wrapper and properly slid it onto his cock. Once the condom was secured on his cock, I slowly guided my pussy on to him. I gasped for a bit because I was tight and my sugar walls squeezed his member. Oliver held on to me with his arms wrapped around my waist. I looked into his blue eyes as he sat and kissed my lips. I slowly bounced up and down on his vanilla dick. His hands caressed all over my womanly, chocolate body while his mouth kissed all my exposed areas. Then, I bounced a little harder and faster, anticipating the moment.

“Baby, I’m getting close. I wanna come with you.” Oliver loudly moaned.

“Come with me, Oliver.” I urgently moaned as I looked into his eyes.

Our bodies rocked against each other as we proceeded into climax. We kissed each other’s lips as I continued moving up and down on his cock. Oliver then laid me down on the bed, getting in and out of my pussy. Our passion-filled moans were intense and louder by the minute. Finally, Oliver took himself out, took off the condom, and sprayed his white chocolate onto my belly. He gently laid his body down on top of mine and passionately kissed my lips. As we rested our lust-covered bodies close to each other, we ate some more of the desserts on the plate and sipped the rest of the vanilla bean-infused champagne. This was the night that both of my hungers for food and sex were fulfilled.

THE END