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Subject: {ASSM} Cheeseburger, by Frank Downey (MF rom wl <hidden> flash 355 words)
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The hidden code is *not* a squick, and you'll probably get it right away,
but it's never *said* in the story so I didn't want it in the codes. It's at
the end, just in case.

If you're under the legal age for smut in your community, begone. If such
things offend you, begone.

Copyright 2003 Frank Downey. All Rights Reserved.

CHEESEBURGER
by Frank Downey
fabfour.fan@verizon.net

"Dan? I want a cheeseburger."

I yelled back at Kathy, from the kitchen back to the living room. "I thought
you wanted PB&J?"

"I changed my mind."

Cheeseburger it was, then. I put the peanut butter back and hauled out the
burgers. While it was frying, I peeked my head out of the kitchen. "What's
on it, Princess?"

"Mayo and onion. Oh, and pickles," she giggled. "Lots of pickles."

I fixed it and brought it out to her. She devoured it. "Anything else,
Princess?"

"Yes," she giggled. She stood up and stripped her shirt off. "Fuck me."

"Here?"

"Yes," she laughed. Her shorts were off by then. I got over to her in time
to help with the underwear.

Damn, she got sexier by the day. Luckily, she even thought so. I understand
that's unusual. I like to think I helped. Certainly, the raging erection I
greeted her with was ample visual evidence.

"Fuck me," she repeated, sitting on the couch, legs spread. I kneeled in
front of her, and plunged in.

"Oh, that's so good," she murmured. "Oh, God, fuck me!"

After she had cum--screaming--three times, I hit my own. My legs gave out
and I sank to the floor in front of  her. She giggled, and rubbed my
shoulder. "Raging out of control hormones are fun, aren't they?" she
laughed.

"Mmmm hmmmm."

We sat there, content, for a few minutes. Then she said, "Honey?"

"Yes, Princess?"

"Do you think, maybe, I could get another cheeseburger?"

"Another cheeseburger."

"Yeah. And root beer."

"We don't have any root beer. Usually, neither of us drinks it."

She giggled, then looked at me plaintively. I smiled, and started putting my
clothes back on. I reached for the car keys.

"Oh, you're too good to me."

"I try."

"I love you. Oh, and  honey? Since you're going out, we're getting low on
pickles. And fudge ripple ice cream."

"Got it covered." I kissed her, and walked out to the car, chuckling and
shaking my head. Man, did I love that woman. But she was surely going to run
me ragged for the next four months!

--The End-


The hidden code is, of course, (preg)

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