Slave Ship and Other Stories

by Reggie Chesterfield

  Slave Ship and Other Stories

  Well-jugged

  Slave Ship

  and Other Stories

  by

  Reggie Chesterfield

  Slave Ship and Other Stories

  by

  Reggie Chesterfield

  New Tradition Books

  ISBN 1932420665

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  Copyright © 2008 by Reggie Chesterfield

  This book may not be reproduced in whole or in part without written permission.

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.

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  Also by Reggie Chesterfield:

  Turned Out!

  Black Bra and Panties

  Scoundrel

  Florida Sex Party

  It was fall and Lesley was getting ready for a party.

  The weather, as usual, was hot in South Florida and she was happy that she could wear her favorite sundress without having to bother with bundling up. The convenience of always knowing what to wear had been one of the best aspects of the move for her. Even though she had come from a Southern city, it still got cold as hell there in the winter. Since this was about as far south as she could go in the US without moving to an island, she knew that those cold days were in the past.

  Lesley had just recently divorced her husband and had moved almost as soon as the process was final. She had been looking for a change in scenery and the opportunity to put as much distance between herself and her ex as possible. Too many bad memories there. She had caught him looking at porn and that was one thing she could not tolerate. It was just disgusting knowing that he was looking at those dirty movies and websites.

  To Lesley, any form of sex that occurred outside of marriage was definitely a no-no and she had had a hard time even looking at her husband after she had found him with that smut. She knew that those people he was looking at couldn’t possibly be married because married people don’t let people watch them doing something so intimate.

  Even though she was still in her twenties, Lesley was considered by some people to be quite old fashioned in her thinking. However, she didn’t have a problem with such criticisms. She knew that she was right and would not be dissuaded otherwise.

  She had decided not to reconcile with him because she knew that she would never be able to get the idea of him acting like that, like a degenerate getting his rocks off looking at that filth, out of her head. The next thing she knew he would want to start trying that weird stuff out for real in their own sex life. Then he would be like nothing more than an animal trying to climb on top of everything he saw—especially her. This was definitely a road that they weren’t going to go down. She had had no choice but to end the marriage.

  She still shuddered when she thought about him filling his head with that kind of sordid material. It was though he was some kind of pervert or something.

  The party was being held by her boss, Ruby. Since Lesley didn’t really know anyone in the area, she saw it as a good opportunity to meet some other people. Also, because she was just getting on her feet, she felt that she couldn’t possibly decline the invitation. There was no way she was going to offend her boss. It was the weekend and her first week on the job had gone well so it stood to reason that the party would probably be pretty good too.

  After she was ready, she looked at the directions to make sure she knew where she was going and then drove to her boss’s house. She had no trouble finding it. It was a big red-brick, Tudor-style, split-level in one of the older subdivisions in the suburbs. The place looked like a combination of every house she had ever watched on TV Land which was her favorite channel because she could always count on it for wholesome programming. Since the driveway was full of cars, she had to park down the street a little bit, near the intersection where the strip malls started. It looked like a lot of people were going to be at this party. She was glad she had splurged and bought the five liter box of wine to give to her boss at the party. She had to impress because she really wanted to do well at this job. She took a breath, smoothed her dress and rung the doorbell.

  “Oh, hello, Lesley,” Ruby, said as she opened the door.

  Ruby was in her mid to late thirties and was wearing an extremely low cut, short, slinky black dress and fuck-me pumps. It was obvious that she was not wearing any underwear because you could see right down the dress. Her large breasts also served to draw a person’s eye to the shortcomings of the garment. She was definitely showing a lot of cleavage and Lesley couldn’t overlook the fact that the tops of her nipples were showing. She was holding a glass of wine and was smoking a Virginia Slim.

  “We’re so glad you could make it. Oooh, you brought wine!” she said in her throaty voice over the sound of the loud music and people talking. She eagerly took the wine from Lesley. Her sexy Florida cracker Southern accent made Lesley feel at home. “This is the good stuff, too!”

  “I wasn’t sure what you would like so I bought Chillable Red. I heard it’s pretty good.” Lesley didn’t know what to make of how her boss, Ruby, was dressed, but figured that this probably just the way people dressed in Florida , it being so hot and all. Besides, Ruby definitely had the body for it.

  “We love this kind. It tastes just like Kool-aid,” she said. “Come on in, I’ll introduce you to everyone.”

  Lesley felt good that she was obviously glad that she had decided to come to the party. However, she couldn’t help but get the feeling that Ruby was checking her out in a very subtle way. She pushed this thought out of her head. Why would Ruby be doing something like that? Surely it was just her imagination. She was probably just looking at her dress and shoes. Women did that to each other. She knew this from personal experience.

  They went into the house which was filled with people laughing, talking, drinking, dancing and having a good time.

  As she was walked around the large wood-paneled sunken living room and was introduced to people, some of whom she had seen around at work but had not had a chance to meet, Lesley noticed that almost all the women were dressed similarly to Ruby. Some of them were wearing even less clothing, if that was possible. And they all looked great. While Lesley had a good figure, she almost felt like some sort of frumpy old librarian in her sundress. It was not revealing in any way whatsoever. She was definitely going to have to do some shopping if she was going to fit in down here in Florida .

  After making the rounds, they went into the kitchen which was also full of people.

  “Hey, Bruce, get over here. I want to introduce you to someone,” Ruby said to a shady-looking muscled up, dark-haired guy. He was wearing a tight shirt made out of shiny material and even tighter dress slacks. It was obvious that he was very concerned with his appearance by the way he was dressed, albeit in a very South Florida, oily, overly groomed sort of way.

  “Bruce is my husband,” she said to Lesley as they made his way over to him.

  This made sense from the way he looked, Lesley thought. He and Ruby made a very good-looking, but slightly sleazy couple. He was standing with some other similarly attired men as well as some more skimpily dressed women.

  He left the group and came over to Ruby and Lesley.

  “This is Lesley. You know, I was telling you about her,” Ruby said.

  “I hope you told him nice things about me,” Lesley said meekly and smiled.

  “She certainly did,” Bruce said, looking her over and smiling. His teeth had
been bleached so white that they glowed against the backdrop of his overly tanned skin. “And she was right. You’re a very beautiful girl.”

  He, unlike Ruby, made no attempt to hide the fact that he was checking her out, his eyes lingering on her nicely shaped natural D-cups. It was very clear that he was glad that Ruby had invited her to the party.

  “Thanks,” Lesley said.

  She was a little put off by Bruce because he just kept smiling at her with those phosphorescent choppers. Sure, he was a good looking guy, but the way he looked at her, it was almost like he was leering at her. It made her uncomfortable, but at the same time, she couldn’t help but feel just a little bit flattered. She hoped that Ruby didn’t get angry at her. She knew how jealous women could get. She looked over at her to make sure. Ruby was fine. She was relieved

  “She sure is,” Ruby said, putting a hand on Lesley’s back and rubbing it while wetting her lips. “She’s a great worker, too. She’s going to be even better when she gets in the swing of things.” With that, she and Bruce started laughing.

  “What? What?” Lesley asked smiling, not understanding what was going on.

  “Oh nothing. You’ll find out later,” Ruby said. “Here, get something to drink and then let’s go back into the living room. I want to introduce you to some more people. I know how hard it must be moving to a new place and all.”

  “Oh, I’m okay,” Lesley said. “I’ll just have water.”

  “You can’t just drink water at one of our parties, Lesley. If you don’t drink, it makes the rest of us feel like drunks,” Ruby said and laughed throatily. She lit another Virginia Slim and pulled a red plastic cup out of a pack that was on the counter and began pouring Lesley some wine from the box. She filled the big cup and handed it to Lesley.

  “Okay, I guess. I’m not much of a drinker. I start getting stupid and doing dumb things whenever I drink too much. So watch me, okay?”

  “Well, we wouldn’t want that,” Ruby said. At that, she and Bruce began laughing again.

  “What?” Lesley asked again, confused.

  “Oh, nothing. Don’t worry. Both me and Bruce will be more than happy to keep an eye on you.” Then she and Bruce cracked up again.

  Lesley stared blankly again. The people standing around them were also snickering. She also couldn’t help but notice that they were all staring at her the same way Bruce had. She nervously took a big gulp of wine. Then she took another.

  Ruby grabbed the box of red wine. “C’mon, Lesley, let’s go mingle,” she said and took Lesley’s hand and turned to leave. “We’ll take the box with us. It’ll stay cold forever.”

  “See you later, Lesley,” Bruce said, continuing to leer.

  Lesley couldn’t be sure but she could almost swear that Bruce was now sporting an enormous erection. She couldn’t help but blush. She took another big gulp of wine and tried not to stare. She didn’t want to embarrass him by drawing any attention to his boner.

  As they walked towards the living room, Lesley was beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol. She couldn’t help but comment to Ruby on the way she was dressed.

  “I feel like I’ve dressed for the wrong party with this sundress. If I had known how everyone else was going to be dressed I would have worn something else.”

  Ruby’s eyes lit up. “What you’re wearing is fine, but if it would make you feel more comfortable, I would be more than happy to let you borrow something.”

  “Oh, I couldn’t,” Lesley said and took another sip of wine. It was really beginning to hit her. She decided then that she didn’t mind if she did get a little tipsy. As long as she was able to drive home at the end of the night, she would be okay. After all, she was at a party. Why be a stick in the mud when everyone else was drinking and enjoying themselves? Besides, it would have been rude not to follow her hostess’s wishes.

  “Sure you can, you’re about the same size as me, I think,” Ruby said and reached out and started feeling Lesley’s body. Her hands lingered on Lesley’s breasts, rubbing them gently.

  Lesley was almost taken aback, but the feeling wasn’t unpleasant. Besides she liked Ruby and didn’t want to offend her.

  “Yeah, we’re just about the same size,” Ruby said.

  She then took Lesley’s hands and put them under hers on Lesley’s breasts. She moved them around under her own and Lesley couldn’t help but feel a little tingle between her inner thighs. Then Ruby moved their hands over to her own breasts. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

  “See, we are just about the same up here. There’s not much difference at all.”

  Maybe it was due to the wine, but Lesley didn’t jump back in horror. She just went with the flow because she knew that she couldn’t do anything else. She didn’t want to do anything that could put her job in jeopardy. She rubbed her hands over Ruby’s breasts and then put them back to hers.

  “Yeah, we’re about the same size. We’re close anyway.”

  And Ruby most likely didn’t mean anything by it. No point in jumping to conclusions. Besides, how else were they going to tell if they were the same size?

  Ruby smiled. “Let’s go look in my closet and see what’s in there.”

  Lesley followed, taking another sip.

  They walked down a carpeted hallway and then turned into a very large master bedroom which featured a huge mirror that covered an entire wall.

  Ruby, still carrying the wine box, walked over to the closet and looked in. “C’mon over here and let’s see what looks good.”

  Lesley obeyed. Now the wine was really making her feel good.

  Ruby opened the sliding wood doors and reached in a pulled out an almost infinitesimal silver dress. She held it up to Lesley. “There, I think this will look good on you. It goes good with your jewelry.”

  Lesley looked at the dress. She had never worn anything so skimpy, but thought that it did look pretty. What the heck, she thought as she held it up to her. It might be fun to wear something like this.

  Ruby smiled. “You’ll look great. Really sexy. This dress will really show you off.” Then she noticed that Lesley’s plastic cup was almost empty. “Shit, you’re almost out.”

  Before Lesley could protest, Ruby had filled her cup again. Not wanting to be impolite, Lesley said thank you and took another sip. She wasn’t drunk yet, but she was feeling pretty good. She felt like dancing and that was something she never normally wanted to do.

  Ruby looked her up and down again. “Now, we need to find you some shoes.” She looked at her shoe rack and finally found what she was looking for. It was a pair of what looked like silver stripper shoes. The heels were so high they were almost scary looking. “There these will really show off those legs of yours.”

  Normally Lesley would never even considering wearing something like this, but in her slightly inebriated state, she was up for it. Besides, they really matched the dress.

  “Now, let’s get you out of those clothes and get you dressed,” Ruby said slyly, putting the wine box on the dresser.

  Lesley wondered if Ruby was going to leave to allow her to get dressed, but instead of leaving Ruby walked over and unzipped her dress for her. She walked around Lesley, surveying what she saw and smiling.

  Oh well, Lesley thought as she let the sundress fall. Now she was only in her underwear. She reached over and picked up the silver dress and was about to put it on, but Ruby started laughing.

  “You can’t wear underwear with a dress with like that!”

  “But I don’t feel comfortable wearing just that dress,” Lesley protested. “There’s nothing to it. People will be able to see everything.”

  But before she could say anything else, Ruby had already unsnapped Lesley’s bra and had a hand in her panties, pulling them off. Ruby was so fast that Lesley didn’t even have a chance to stop her. Now she was completely nude aside from the shoes.

  “Now, that’s better,” Ruby said. “You know, I think you would look good at the party with just the heels. I love the
fact you keep your pussy so smooth. I like mine that way too. It just feels so good, doesn’t it?” Ruby raised up her dress and showed off her shaved muff. Then she licked her fingers and rubbed it just a little.

  Lesley was confused now and didn’t know what was going on. She put a hand over her breasts to cover herself up, but Ruby was having none of it.

  “Let’s stop fucking around and get to it. I’m so horny I can’t stand it. If I don’t eat that pussy soon, somebody is going to have to lock me up.”

  “What…?” Lesley said.

  But before she could get the sentence out, Ruby had pounced upon her. Ruby had her in an embrace and was kissing her passionately. And she was surprised to feel herself kissing the slightly older woman back. She had never thought about being with a woman before, and maybe it was the wine, but this felt good. And it had been so long since anyone had touched her. In her drunken way of thinking, it was okay to have sex with a woman even if they weren’t married, because it wasn’t possible for women to be married. So, she went with it. After all, Ruby was her boss.

  While Lesley was just taking it all in, Ruby was horny was hell. Her dress now lay in a heap in the floor and she had kicked her heels off. She kissed Lesley’s neck and breasts while putting one hand on her pussy. Eventually Lesley couldn’t help but respond in kind. She was surprised at the way she was acting, but Ruby was working her over in a way she had never been worked over before. She found herself wanting Ruby’s fingers inside of her. She could see that people were walking by the door and looking in occasionally. She was no exhibitionist, but the thought of people watching her do something like this even made her even more turned on. Ruby was just that good. Lesley had only been with her husband in this way, and he had been clueless as to what to do. Ruby however knew her way around a woman. That was for sure.

  “Here, lean back on the bed,” Ruby said breathlessly and pushed Lesley back. She lifted and spread Lesley’s legs and soon had her face buried in her snatch.