Friendly Advice Chapter Three: All Ends Well
All good things and all that stuff.

Two months ago, I took my friend's advice. Although, at the time, I didn't want to and thought it was stupid, it had paid off for me in more ways than one.
I no longer worked just above minimum wage at a game shop in the mall. I had a great job with great benefits and a bright future.
My friends who gave me the advice were just that, friends. They hated that I had landed the so-called 'big one,' but I guess I got lucky.
I held the door of the passenger door for Angela as she stepped out in an elegant green dress.
"Thank you," she smiled.
She waved at the people gathered at the gala event.
'Who knew a hood kid from the streets of Miami would be going to one of these,' I thought as I walked hand in hand with Angela into an award ceremony in New York.
"Your fly is down," Angela whispered.
"Thanks," I quickly turned away from the cameras and reporters to zip up.
If these people only knew this sweet woman had been sucking my cock just before we got here.
"Here he comes," Angela smiled.
"David," I smiled. Her ex-husband approached us when we got inside the building.
Who knew I had been fucking an actor's wife. Well, a retired actor.
"Leon," he responded.
"Where is your shadow?" Angela asked.
"Let's not, shall we?" David said.
David's young wife had been caught cheating on him with another actor. It had made the news, and poor David was none the wiser about the affair.
"Fine with me," Angela took my arm and walked inside.
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It wasn't my kind of ceremony. I would have liked to have gone to the music or acting one. Knowing who had won what in science and medicine didn't excite me.
"You were bored, weren't you?" Angela asked as we returned home.
"Out of my mind!" I smiled.
"But thank you for coming with me," Angela kissed me. "It meant a lot."
"If that's what's makes you happy," I said as I started to get undressed. "I will go to many more."
"Next date night we will go somewhere you want to go," Angela slipped out of her dress.
"I might pick a monster truck rally," I teased.
"I look good in plaid and jean shorts, so don't tempt me," Angela smiled.
"You look good in anything," I responded.
"Someone is trying to get lucky tonight," Angela said as we got in bed.
"Is it working?" I asked.
"It was working the moment you stayed through the third hour," Angela said as I got between her legs.
"That was excruciating," I said as I pushed my cock into her.
"Well, now you can get your reward," Angela smiled as I started to fuck her.
While I initially didn't like the friendly advice, it has worked out better.
"Since you have been a good boy lately," Angela said after I came inside her. "And you did a good deed for me."
"Yes," I said as I stared at her.
She rolled over and got something out of the nightstand on her side.
"I could do something for you," Angela held a bottle of lube."
"Are you," my eyes lit up.
"I mean if you don't want to," Angela said as she turned to put it back.
"Nope, I do!" I yelled as I reached over and took it out of her hand.
Maybe it wasn't bad advice after all.
The End
About the Creator
Alexander Martin
I like to write long, detailed, fictional erotic stories that are interracial in nature. I like writing stories that have a beginning, a middle, and an end.
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