Free Abuse: The Complete Trilogy by Nikki Sex Page A

me have the night off. Last time I tried to put the baby to sleep the dog
barked, someone started up a mower, or a chain saw—or both—and Briley stayed up
another four hours.” He scoffed. “She thinks having me around when she puts him
to bed is bad luck.”
    Alex was married
with a six-month-old boy. He seemed really happy with Sky, which was good for
Stan. Alex was a good-looking guy with a laughing charm and a way with the
opposite sex. Yet, Alex was also faithful to his wife.
    Stan knew he had
looks and charm, but he also knew he didn’t come close to Alex’s fascination to
the opposite sex.
    Thus, whenever a
horny woman came around to get amped up on cocaine, they’d usually wind up
getting fucked by Stan. This was an unspoken fringe benefit of his side job—one
he fully appreciated. In Stan’s mind, cocaine and sex went together.
Apparently, he wasn’t alone in this belief. It was a big part of the drug’s
appeal.
    Stan took a large
sniff through a straw and shut his eyes for a moment as the high slammed into
his brain.
    “Fuck, that’s
good,” he said without fully expelling his breath. A rush of euphoria rolled
through him and he snickered.
    “Yeah, that’s
some good shit,” Alex replied, and his eyes widened in surprise. “I think I’m
getting a hard on.”
    “Me, too!” Stan
said.
    Both men giggled
together stupidly like a couple of teenage girls. Stan sobered the second his
radar honed in on the hottie coming their way. Her large breasts were jiggling
and barely contained in the tight dress she was wearing. The way she strutted
toward them? Well, she was looking for action.
    “You’re not
planning on hooking up with anyone tonight?” he asked, just to make sure.
    Alex shook his
head. “Sky wears me out as it is,” he sniggered.
    “Hey, can I have
some?” The good-looking young woman sidled up next to Stan.
    Stan’s grin
widened. He knew most people around, but she was new.
    Alex said, “Stan,
meet Mindy. Mindy? Stan. Mindy attends ITS Academy of Beauty. Sky knows her
from there; Sky and Mindy took similar courses.”
    “Hi, Mindy,” said
Stan, flashing her a broad smile. Mindy knew Alex’s wife so she knew Alex was
taken. Good. Stan looked her over, closely examining her ‘D’ cup boobs, her
long brown hair, her pretty face, long legs and flat stomach.
    She just laughed
at his keen and rather comprehensive perusal. “Hi, yourself,” she said, as she
checked him out, too. “You’re cute.”
    “And you’re hot,”
Stan said.
    Mindy giggled.
“Well, OK. Now that we’ve got the mutual attraction thing settled, can I have a
snort or two?”
    “Knock yourself
out,” Stan said, exchanging glances with his friend and pretending as if the
coke was his.
    Alex let him, in
a brotherly gesture to help his friend get laid. Alex knew Stan would make it
up to him later.
    As Mindy bent
down to avail herself of the line of cocaine, Stan couldn’t help but notice her
sweet, tight, ass. Damn. A good thing about moving coke was the women
his product attracted. Get a woman high and she’s yours for the taking.
    Stan’s two
biggest addictions were women and coke. His favorite thing of all was to enjoy
them at the same time. To his mind, it brought out the best of both worlds.
    Stan watched
Mindy’s beautiful buttocks undulating up and down, as she sucked lines of coke
up her nose. When she turned around her pupils were huge and her face held a
shine of rapture.
    “You ever put
cocaine on your clit?” Stan asked.
    “What?” she
gasped, as her honey brown eyes widened. “No way! You can do that?”
    “You sure can.
You know that tingly feeling you get in your nose when you snort it? Imagine it
on your clit. Bet you could probably come three times in a row. It feels real
good on your tits, too.”
    “Wow! That would
be way cool!”
    In illustration
of this astonishing and little known fact, Stan ran a hand over one lush
breast, finding and fondling a nipple.
    Stan knew while
skin