Ugly Ugliest Things

"Pay attention; you can screw her later," Carmen hissed in Spanish.

"Huh? Oh! I'm sorry, what, Mr. Williams?" Sable asked in English.

He asked the question again and Sable translated his question in Spanish. Carmen rattled off a rapid fire barrage of Spanish and Sable nodded.

"No, no, it died yesterday, but it has not worked right for last five days. It cool a little, then it stop, you have to play with thermostat and it start again, then it quit again. But now? Now it no work at all," Sable explained to Trevor. "We call and the landlord? He say he get right on it, but he doesn't."

Trevor and Robin went with Sable and Carmen to the apartment. Both Robin and Trevor gasped when they stepped into the small apartment. The blast of hot air, the fetid smell was intolerable.

"So you do cleaning?" Robin quietly asked Sable.

"Yeah, what time you get off?" Sable asked, lightly touching Robin's small hand.

"Usually about five thirty, six," Robin said, face burning brightly.

"You maybe like pizza?" Sable asked, then nodded as Carmen gestured to her.

Chapter 5

When Trevor Williams had Bob Brundett served, the man tried to have the mother and daughter evicted. Which brought on a second lawsuit from Trevor Williams.

Parker Johnson, Bob's attorney did advise the man that he had absolutely no legal leg to stand on and unless he wanted to lose the entire apartment building to the 'God damned wet back bitches' he'd better have the air conditioning fixed and settle with them for the punitive damages they were seeking.

Meanwhile, Carmen and Sable had rented a room from Carlos Sistrone. The motel room's air conditioning unit was loud, but at least it worked.

"What I tell Robin you not there?" Carmen teased as Sable got dressed in nice jeans and blouse for her date with Robin McNeil.

"Huh? She'll be here in five minutes," Sable said.

"No, no, not that Robin, Robin Boudreaux," Carmen clarified.

"Oh, I uh..." Sable stammered.

Robin McNeil was jittery, nervous about being out on a date with another woman. The thought that anyone would see her with another woman frightened her. It was her nervousness, her jittery mannerisms that called attention to the couple.

The attraction that had passed between them in the office of Trevor Williams had been a fleeting one. By the time the pizza arrived at their table, the attraction was no more. Sable paid for the pizza and the drinks, then asked Robin to please bring her back to the motel.

"Don't need tell Robin nothing, Sable announced as she entered the chilled motel room.

Robin Boudreaux smiled as the young Latin woman wiggled and waggled and stretched and posed. The length of baseboard directly across from his office door barely had any stain left on it by the time Sable Garcia finished scrubbing the wood.

"Ola Senor Boudreaux," she shyly said as she turned on the overhead light in his office.

"Ola Senorita Sable," he replied. "Do you need me to leave the room so you can clean it?"

"Hmm? No, no, is good," she said.

Carmen giggled as she listened to her daughter's clumsy flirting with the gentleman.

"I uh, Ms. Garcia, you uh, you ever get a night off?" Robin blurted out.

"We uh, we don't start until nine, nine thirty at night," Sable pointed out.

"Uh huh, and I usually don't get out of here until ten thirty, eleven thirty at night," Robin pointed out.

"Momma!" Sable called out.

"Si?" Carmen asked, sticking her head in the office door.

Sable smirked; her mother was fighting against smiling.

In rapid Spanish, the two women jabbered back and forth. Then Sable turned to Robin.

"When you want to go out?" she asked, blushing lightly.

Robin looked at the jean shorts the girl was wearing, the tight tank top, the head scarf.

"Saturday night," he decided.

"You maybe like pizza?" Sable asked.

"Courtyard, in Pinoak? Has a brick oven pizzeria," Robin said. "Then we can go to the Joy's Four. I don't know what movies are playing but..."

"Give me your phone," Sable ordered.

He did and she punched in her cell phone number, handed him his phone, then smiled.

"Okay, now I work before me Madre, my mother beats me," she said.

As they were standing in his office, Robin's screen saver had begun to play. Sable looked over just before Robin moved the mouse and saw a stunning strawberry blonde in a string bikini, long reddish blonde hair fanning out around her. Sable's pussy had grown quite wet as she peered into the warm eyes of Robin Boudreaux. Her pussy actually twitched at the sight of the pale beauty on the computer screen.

"That, that you wife?" she asked Robin.

"Huh? No, no, almost," Robin smiled sadly as the slide disappeared.

She finished cleaning his office, then left the room. Fifteen minutes later, she stuck her head into his office to tell the handsome man they were leaving.

"Buenos Noches," he said and Sable smiled at his atrocious pronunciation of the Spanish words.

Saturday evening, Carmen and Sable were once again in their apartment, their much cooler apartment. Sable tried on three different outfits, unable to decide on what to wear.

"This too dressed up for pizza?" she asked her mother and Julia.

"For a date? With a man?" Carmen asked.

She said 'man' as if the word was a vulgarity.

"There's nothing wrong with men," Sable smirked at her mother. "After all, it was a man that gave you me, remember?"

"Oh. And that's a good thing?" Carmen teased.

"Looks good," Julia decided. "I mean, I had a butt like that? I'd show it off a bit, but hey, you know?"

So Sable dashed back to her room.

"So who's her date with?" Julia asked.

"Your boss, Robin Boudreaux," Carmen said.

"Oh shit; he's on his way here?" Julia squeaked. "Shit! Told him I was sick!"

"How about this?" Sable asked, reappearing in a shorter skirt.

"Yes, that. That's it," Carmen agreed.

Emile's Pizza in the Courtyard Mall considered itself to be gourmet pizza. They specialized in odd combinations, such as their 'Picnic' pizza. Hot dog chunks, fried chicken pieces, with cole slaw instead of sauce and potato salad instead of cheese. This was all layered on a cracker thin crust of stone ground whole wheat that had been fired in a brick oven that reached nine hundred degrees.

"Um," Sable said, looking at the odd combinations on her menu.

"And on the back, is the build your own," Robin suggested.

"Great American burger, comes with hamburger, American cheese, lettuce, tomato, pickles and mustard," Sable read aloud.

"You can add bacon," Robin said.

"Oh, oh, thank God," Sable said as she looked at the back of the menu. "Pepperoni, sausage, okay, what you like on a pizza?"

"Quicker I tell you what I don't like," Robin said. "Don't like anchovies."

"So, onions is okay?" Sable asked.

"Onions are great. The oven here? Kind of gives them a little char," Robin said.

"Over dinner, she called him 'Robbie' and he smiled but shook his head.

"Uh, really not a fan of being called Robbie," he admitted.

"Oh, sorry, but I'm dating this other Robin, you know?" Sable admitted. "Well, I was dating another Robin, but after our last date?"

"And what's he got that I don't?" Robin joked.

"A vagina," Sable said and continued chewing.

After a moment, Robin saw that Sable was not joking and blushed. His cock also grew hard at the thought of this beautiful Latin girl making love with another girl.

"Well, I uh, you're right, that's one thing I don't have," Robin finally said.

Sable smiled her dazzling smile.

"But is good you don't have that," she admitted.

At the movie theater, she took his hand in her small one. They selected an action film, and then, even though they'd just eaten a large pizza, Sable dragged Robin to the concession stand for buttered popcorn, a box of snow caps and two bottled waters.

She selected some seats, sat down, then pulled him down.

"Onions? Make my breath stinky," she cautioned, then sucked on his tongue.

Then she ate three large handful of the popcorn, opened the box of snow caps, then sprinkled some candy pieces on top of the popcorn. She shook the container, then sprinkled some more snow caps, shook it again, and repeated the process until the box of candy was empty.

"Try, you try," Sable ordered, holding up the tub of popcorn.

Robin did and had to agree. The bittersweet candy and the salty, buttery popcorn did produce a very nice counterpart to each other.

Robin wondered why they'd gone to a movie. They ate, they whispered, and they kissed.

"Where you house?" Sable ordered as the credits rolled.

"Damn, I'm going have watch this movie again if anyone asks me what it's about," Robin teased.

She smiled her wide smile, kissed him again and again demanded he take her to his house.

She admired the lighted garden, then swept an experienced eye around the interior of his home.

"Need clean," she said.

The tour of his home was interrupted several times by kisses. And when they arrived in his bedroom, she nodded with approval; Robin's bed was neatly made. She again kissed him, working her tongue into his mouth. The kiss continued while she pulled his shirt out of his slacks, then unbuttoned the shirt.

"Now me," she husked in his ear, giving the lobe a playful bite.

Robin unbuttoned her polyester blouse, kissing her neck and shoulders as the flesh was bared. She sighed in approval. Then she showed him that the lacy white bra was a front clasp.

"I say to myself, his bed is made? I help him mess it up," she confided as she unzipped his slacks.

"If it had been unmade?" Robin asked as she gently stroked his erection.

"Then end of date, take me home, maybe we fuck next time," she said, kneeling to kiss the head of his cock.

He warned her that he was close and she sucked him into her mouth, down to the root. Her small hands hefted his scrotum and caressed his sensitive testicles.

"Sable, I, I'm about to..." Robin warned.

She hummed happily, sending vibrations throughout his cock and he grunted and emptied his balls into her mouth.

"Mm, is good, not too bitter," Sable stated and pushed Robin onto his bed.

She dropped panties and skirt to the floor, then crawled onto his lap.

"Now we fuck, okay?" she husked into his ear and again playfully bit his earlobe.

She rode him to three orgasms and squealed with delight when he aggressively rolled her onto her back and began hammering into her tight pussy.

"Oh, si, Robbie!" she cooed as he pumped his semen into her pussy. "Si, si."

Afterward, they cuddled. Robin kissed her softly, gently stroking her sweaty face.

"I uh, but, you, you're a lesbian, right?" he finally asked.

Sable giggled and kissed him, gently stroking his handsome face.

"I like girls," she admitted freely. "Me Madre, my mother? She is lesbian. I grow up with my mother and my mother's girlfriend."

She kissed Robin again. Then her small hand found his flaccid cock. She stroked it a few times and giggled happily as his cock began to respond to her touches.

"But I like boys too," she went on.

She squeezed his cock.

"I like you. A lot," she said.

"But I uh, I mean, suppose you meet some girl and uh..." Robin stammered.

"Hey, we married?" Sable asked and tried to pull him on top of her.

"Well no but..." Robin said, letting her pull him on top of her.

"Ooohh!" Sable sighed as Robin entered her again.

She kissed him.

"We not married, you don't worry I meet some girl," she counseled.

She then smiled impishly.

"I meet some girl, maybe you come too, eh?" she suggested.

"Oh yeah," Robin groaned and she giggled again.

The next time Buenos Noches Cleaning cleaned Boudreaux Ford, Sable was wearing a pair of white yoga pants with a white thong and half shirt. As she bent down to scrub the baseboards, Robin could see up the bottom of the shirt, could see her industrial strength bra. He also enjoyed the translucent yoga pants, enjoyed her light brown buttocks gleaming through the sheer material, enjoyed the sight of her lacy thong.

She smiled over her shoulder at him, then continued to scrub.

Then when she came into his office and turned on the light, Robin saw that she had removed the white panties. Her neat little bush of black pubic hair was quite visible through the yoga pants.

And when she knelt down to scrub the baseboards, the half shirt billowed open, revealing that she'd also removed her bra.

"Where are those shorts?" Robin demanded.

"They break," Sable admitted as she continued to work.

Her unfettered breasts wobbled and bobbled heavily, and the yoga pants revealed that her pussy was growing quite wet as she worked.

Then she finished the baseboards, stood, and kissed him passionately.

"Well, here, get yourself another pair," Robin demanded and pulled a one hundred dollar bill from his wallet.

"Si," she agreed and put the bill into the waistband of the pants.

She then pulled his hands to her breasts and kissed him again.

"Oh, oh, I have date with girl tomorrow," she whispered into his ear. "You come too?"

She turned and again saw Sage's picture on Robin's computer screen. She touched the screen image.

"I maybe meet her?" she asked hopefully. "You and me?"

"I uh, I don't know where she is," Robin admitted.

When Sable stepped out of Robin's office, Carmen yelled in Spanish for Sable to put her clothes back on. Sable laughed gleefully and grabbed the mop to clean the bathrooms.

"I mean it; you get dressed," Carmen demanded.

The mother then stuck her head into Robin's office.

"Senor Boudreaux? You good man, yes? You not hurt my Sable, right?" Carmen demanded in English.

"Be easier for her to hurt me," Robin admitted and returned to his work.

Chapter 6

Alexis Smith was a cheerleader for the University of Louisiana at DeGarde. The beautiful blonde stood on the sidelines and kicked and screamed, cheering the ULD Storm on, implored their fans to cheer their football, basketball, baseball teams on.

At five four, she was a half a foot taller than Sable Garcia and nearly as tall as the five foot seven inch Robin Boudreaux.

"Yeah, I'm sitting in Stolzle's Shoes, and there's this gorgeous girl sitting there, trying on the ugliest shoes," Alexis prattled happily as they looked over the menus at La Scalia's Italian restaurant in Bender, Louisiana.

She playfully slapped Sable's hand.

"And I'm thinking, God, she's got to know those are the ugliest shoes, right?" Alexis teased.

"Hey, you try cleaning office in cute shoes, eh?" Sable smiled.

They ordered and continued to get to know one another, three people out on a date. When the food came, Sable ate from Robin's plate and from Alexis's plate and encouraged them to try her Veal Corleone.

Still enjoying one another's company, after their dishes were taken away, the three ordered desserts and coffee. Again, Sable sampled from their plates and encouraged them to sample her dessert as well.

Sable had come with Robin in his 2015 Mustang but elected to ride to Robin's house in Alexis's car. The valet smiled as Sable kissed Robin, a passionate, loving kiss. Then the young man nodded approval as the blonde in the extremely short skirt also gave Robin a passionate kiss.

The valet also nodded approval when Alexis slid into the driver's seat of her car, revealing that she wore no panties underneath her short skirt. The maneuver also revealed that she was a natural blonde. She flashed the valet a knowing smile, then raced to catch up to Robin.

She was impressed with Robin's three story home and the three sat in Robin's living room, chattering, laughing. Robin fixed them some drinks and they continued to talk and laugh.

From his vantage point, Robin could see that Alexis wore no panties underneath the short skirt. Sable's skirt was not as short, as daring as the twenty one year old cheerleader's skirt, but Robin knew that Sable too wore no panties underneath her short skirt.

"We uh, we maybe go upstairs?" Sable urged, peering into Alexis's blue eyes.

"Lead the way, Baby," Alexis hooted.

In Robin's bedroom, Alexis dropped skirt, blouse and bra to the floor, then performed a handstand in front of them. Then, still on her hands, she spread her legs, doing a perfect split. Her wet pussy lips peeked through the thicket of blonde fur, light pink and glistening. Then she stood again and slid her four inch eels off then slithered into the bed.

Sable divested herself of her clothing, followed Alexis into the bed and the two women began kissing hungrily. Robin shrugged out of his own clothes and lay down in the bed behind his girlfriend. He cupped her heavy breasts and bit down on her shoulder.

"Si," Sable moaned as Robin's fingers twisted her sensitive nipples.

Alexis began to run her fingers up and down Sable's wet slit and Sable quickly cupped Alexis's mound in her small hand. Robin continued to play with Sable's breasts with his right hand while he reached across with his left hand and played with Alexis's 34DD breasts and light pink nipples. Then he trailed his hand down over Alexis's narrow waist and womanly hips. Her skin was smooth, soft under his fingertips.

The two women continued to kiss, continued to finger fuck each other. Alexis was the first to stiffen in orgasm, but Sable was quick to follow.

"Y'all got any lube?" Alexis whispered. "I need a big fat cock up my ass; got any lube?"

Robin's cock jerked and sprayed a thick puddle of semen onto Sable's beautifully rounded backside. When Sage was here, living with him Robin had played with Sage's beautiful backside, fingering her ass while Robin feasted on her fragrant pussy. But she had always balked at actually taking Robin's thick shaft up her small hole.

He and Sable had just begun dating; Robin had not had the opportunity to approach her about letting him have her ass.

Sable screeched with laughter as Robin's warm sperm jetted out onto her backside.

"Oh! He likes that idea!" Sable hooted and rolled onto her belly to show Alexis the tick semen.

Alexis bent and licked and sucked Sable's back and buttocks clean of Robin's semen. The last little bit she held in her mouth, then pressed her open mouth to Sable's open mouth.

"He taste good, eh?" Sable asked.

"Yes, your man tastes good," Alexis affirmed, then leaned over Sable's back and licked Robin's still quite hard cock.

Robin knee walked across the bed and jerked open his nightstand drawer. There was a large tube of KY jelly, unopened.

Alexis took charge, grabbing the tube from Robin's hand and squirting the lubricant onto Sable's small hand.

"Here, Baby, get my shit hole ready, huh?" Alexis ordered and knelt on the bed.

She then squirted some more lube into her own hand and began getting Robin's cock ready.

Sable knelt behind Alexis and began worming a slimy finger into Alexis's tight anus. Alexis groaned her approval and Sable added a second and third finger to the process.

Alexis was a little perturbed that Robin insisted on using a condom; she loved it bareback, loved the feeling of hot sperm jetting up into her guts. But she did have to see the wisdom in using a condom.

She did not know Robin Boudreaux, other than seeing him on television, in his car dealership advertisements. She did not know Sable Garcia, other than the chat they'd had at Stolzle's Shoes. And that conversation had been a hurried, whispered one.

Alexis's last boyfriend had turned out to be a closet homosexual. Zeke said he'd never fucked any other men until the night after his twenty first birthday. Zeke said, once he'd had sex with another man, he realized that he was gay, and broke off their relationship. But Alexis didn't know if she believed him.

"Oh God," both Robin and Alexis grunted as Robin pressed the blunt head of his cock to Alexis's greasy anus.

"Sable, Sweetie, come here, Alexis needs a hot pussy to eat," Alexis ordered as Robin's cock began to gain entry into her resisting rectum.