You wake up the next morning, and look at your phone. “What am I going to do?” you ask yourself aloud.
Last night after Bobby logged off, you chatted with Jen. She had a few ideas. Things like “Wait a couple of days to talk to him” and “let him make the first move”. She also reminded you that her offer to have you go with her and Roger to the County Fair was still open.
Once you are clean, dressed, and at work, you see that next week’s schedule is up. You don’t have to work neither Saturday nor Sunday. It’s the first time you’ve had a whole weekend off for a while. You check with the Manager to make sure you read it correctly. He lightly chuckles “Yep, we have some new hires who need some weekend time. You enjoy yours, and be ready for your shift on Monday.”
You smile, thank him, and remind him that you still have today’s shift to work. Quickly you text Jen, before you pick up your cashier drawer, “Hey, Jen. I’m free for the weekend. So Fair tomorrow?”
A smiley face emoji pops up “Yay! TTYL.”
You quickly reply “TTYL” and send a “kiss” emoji.
Your shift goes well. Not as happy as yesterday, but you still smile at customers and they all seem to smile back. No angry customers or major complaints. All in all, a good day.
Once you are home, you check both your phone and your computer. You want NiceGuy63111 to make the first move this time. You eat dinner, check your other emails and messages, and then decide to go to bed. Part of you wants to text him. To tell him you enjoy chatting with him. But then you shake your head as you stand up. “I almost sound like one of those lovesick teens in a bad drama. Just get some sleep, and enjoy tomorrow with Jen and Roger.” You say aloud as you clean up and get ready for bed.
The next morning, Jen texts “Come over to our place this morning. The Fair opens at noon.” You look at it. Maybe you should just do things around your apartment until then. Before you can start typing, you read, “Roger says if you come over, he’ll cook both of us breakfast.”
You think about it. “Roger is a great cook, and their place is closer to the fairgrounds. Maybe it’s what I need to keep Bobby out of your head for a bit.” You respond, “Give me a few minutes, then I’ll come over. Is he doing pancakes or eggs?”
“I don’t know what he has in mind. He won’t let me into the kitchen. I think there is bacon or sausage cooking already.” She finished with a smiley face with hearts emoji.
You smile and shake your head. “I’m on my way.”
After putting on jeans and a T-shirt, you drive over. Saturday morning traffic isn’t bad, so you are still in a good mood when you arrive at their place. Jen pulls you in as you ring the doorbell, giving you a hug. “I’m glad you’re here. What did you do last night?”
You hug her in return, “Nothing. I took your advice and didn’t DM him.”
She gives you an odd look. “Oh. I was hoping that you ignored my advice and had something really juicy to tell me.”
You smile brightly, “Sorry to burst your bubble, but I was a good girl last night.”
“Who was a good girl?” Roger asks as he steps from the kitchen, wearing a grilling apron over his shorts and T-shirt. He kisses you on the cheek and you do the same to him, feeling his morning stubble on your lips.
“She was. She didn’t DM ‘Mr. NiceGuy’ last night.”
“NiceGuy63111” you correct her.
“Aww. Darn, I was hoping to hear more about your sexting.” He sniffs the air, “Whoops, let me get back to the kitchen.” Then turns and gets back to cooking. You and Jen sit at their table. Roger brings out the coffee pot and a couple of mugs. “Do you want pancakes or omelettes?”
“I’ll have whatever Jen’s having.” You respond.
“One unwrapped, uncut, sausage.” He says jokingly.
Jen stands up, grabs him by the crotch and pulls him back into the kitchen. “That’s my sausage, and she never gets it. Do you understand. Make us pancakes.” She says in a mock dominatrix voice.
“Oooo now I’m curious, is his sausage that good?” You playfully ask.
You, Jen, and Roger have known each other for years. If they ever get married, you’ll probably be Jen’s maid of honor, but for now you’re always happy to see how much they love each other. Ok, maybe you’re a little jealous of their relationship too, but they are good to each other and great to be around.
The pancakes are great. Light and fluffy, with melted butter, and warm syrup. Roger also put a sausage on your plate. It must be from the local farmer’s market because you could see the tip push out though the casing. “You weren’t joking about being uncut.” You comment as you take a bite. It’s somewhat spicy but different than the ones you’ve had.
“I thought both of you ladies might enjoy them.” He says with a smile and a wink.
“You should have gotten the spicy Italian ones. Maybe I will have to go and find one at the market for myself next time.” Jen comments with a wink.
All of you spend the rest of the morning enjoying the breakfast and chatting. You help clean up afterwards.
You all load up into Roger’s convertible. The weather’s nice so he puts the top down. “Jen, have you guys ever done it in here, with the top down?”
Jen blushes for a moment. “I have a fantasy about doing that, but Roger reminds me that there really isn’t a lot of room. And as much as I fantasize about doing something in public, I’m really chicken to try.”
You think about that. “Maybe I should ask Bobby if he has ever done anything in a car, or in public?”
“He’s probably sexted about that as a fantasy with someone. I hear that ‘in public’ is a common fantasy.”
“Almost as common as Threesomes.” Roger comments playfully.
Jen places her hand on his lap. “I already told you, I’m not sharing. I’m a selfish bitch when it comes to you.” Once again using that mock Dom voice.
He bows his head for a moment. “Yes Dear.” You laugh at that. Roger is almost a full head taller than both of you, so every time you picture Roger being subservient to Jen, you laugh. Especially when you imagine Jen in a skin tight leather outfit and Roger wearing just a pair of Speedos, which barely fit him.
You mention the image in your mind to Jen, who also laughs. “Maybe you should see if Bobby is into that kind of fantasy?”
After you get out of the car, you walk behind both Roger and Jen for a moment. Both of them are in good shape, and you really can imagine them as a fetish couple. Though as Jen has admitted that she is too much of a chicken to try any of that. Heck, you’ve never tried that either. Only read about it and seen it in pop culture.
As you walk through the gate, you smell various fried foods, popcorn, and cotton candy. The rides have already started and you hear sounds of people screaming in joy and excitement. There are bells, noises, and lights. Everything you expect at the fair.
“Before we ride the rides, lets go down to the Livestock judging.” Jen says.
“Sure” you respond. You have all day, so you follow them to the Livestock Pavilion. The smell of animals is so much stronger than you expected. It pushes away the other scents of the fair. The three of you look at the sheep, goats, and cows. There are horses in another group of stalls. The horses don’t stink as bad as the other animals.
Roger points to the ‘Poultry Barn’. “Let’s see what’s in there.” Inside you there are chickens, geese, ducks, and turkeys. Some have ribbons attached to their cages. You really don’t know anything about judging or livestock, but the ribbons are pretty.
In another building, there are jams, quilts, carvings, and other handmade goods that were judged. You wish you could have had free samples of the jams, but tasting was done yesterday.
Soon you all head to the rides. Bumper cars, tilt-a-whirl, merry go round, and the Ferris wheel. You notice that the Ferris wheel is a small one, only large enough for two people per car. You whisper in Jen’s ear “I dare you and Roger to play with each other while riding it.”
She looks at it, and then you. The lower part of it swings up and covers you from the waist down. She whispers something to Roger. He nods and smiles. “If we do it, what are you going to do?” She asks.
“I’ll cook you dinner at your place and clean up afterwards.” You say.
“It’s a deal.” Roger responds.
They board the wheel and you move away from the line so you can watch them. The wheel is slow to load. One car at a time until all dozen are filled. You notice that both of them have their hands below the safety shield. You really can’t see what they are doing, but Jen’s face is turning red. She makes faces you’ve never seen her make before. The noises of the fair are covering whatever noises she is making. Roger is also making some strange faces. Soon the ride is over. When it is time for them to step out of their car, Jen adjusts her shorts, as does Roger. Roger has a stain on his right leg.
You rush up to them. “How was that?” You ask in amazement.
Jen is a little wobbly as she walks. “I’ll tell you when we get out of here. Roger needs to change his shorts.” He walks behind both of you, to hide the stain.
“Ok, fair is fair. Let’s go and I’ll make dinner.” You say, giving Jen a sideways hug.
Jen can’t believe that she jerked off Roger as he fingered her, in public.
You smile at her quick vague descriptions. “Isn’t it what you always fantasize about. Doing something in public?” you ask.
“What are you making us for dinner?” Roger asks as he drives home.
Jen smiles. “She doesn’t have to cook. I have something better in mind once we get home.” She then turns to you. “You better go back to your place. Roger and I will be busy all night.”
You smile at that. “If you’re sure?”
“Why don’t you see if your ‘NiceGuy’ has any public sex fantasies?” She responds with a wink.
You head back to your apartment. You log on to your computer, but stop before sending him a message. “Maybe I should offer to create an erotic fantasy for him?” You say aloud. You the pull up a document and write a “Ferris wheel sex fantasy”, then you save it and make a quick dinner. “I should have gotten something at the fair, but Roger’s pancakes really were good.” You eat, clean up, and go to bed. Tomorrow will be another day.
(I hope you enjoyed Chapter 3 and return next week for Chapter 4. I might keep this story going depending on what “you” do with “NiceGuy63111” next time. If you enjoyed this, Like and Leave a Comment. If you enjoy my stories, follow and subscribe. See you next time.)
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