Storage Whores (Public Sex Erotica)

By Kylie Ashcroft

In this parody of a popular reality TV show, the bidders have more on the line than just scoring a good locker. Mandi sees a box of nick-nacks that she needs to buy to complete her collection, but when her husband loses the bid to their rival Clive, is she willing to do whatever he wants to get it and risk getting caught while they make the exchange?

This 4500 word story is for adults only and contains a doggie style quickie, infidelity, and a very dirty blow job with a facial in a public place.

Excerpt:
"I can get money for anything in this locker—and more than you'll pay me. I'm not interested." He turned his back to her and started pulling open the drawers of a dresser, finding them all empty.
"What about a different kind of proposal?"
Clive glanced over his shoulder. "Go on."
"We could work out...an arrangement." Mandi puckered her lips and arched her back a bit to highlight her assets. "Surely I have something you want, that we could...trade?"
Clive laughed. "This isn't kindergarten, Mandi. I'm not going to give you my PB&J for your Fruit Roll-Up."
Mandi sighed. This wasn't working out quite the way that she planned—though she really didn't have a plan to begin with. If she just left defeated, Clive would never let her live it down. No, she needed to get that figurine. No matter what.
Mandi took a deep breath, and stepped up close to Clive, the curve of her breast brushing the back of his tanned arm.
"Come on Clive." Her voice was huskier, barely above a whisper. "There must be something you want. Something I could do for you." Mandi ran her fingertips lightly up his arm, underneath the sleeve of his black crew shirt.
Clive froze, feeling his dick growing hard in his pants. Since his divorce five years ago he played the field, occasionally getting beautiful young women into bed based on his reputation in the community as a successful business man. Lately, he was working so much that he didn't have time to wine and dine anyone, and the dry spell certainly left him wanting.
Mandi was attractive and fit the mold of beautiful for this part of California—people often joked behind her back that Kyle found her in a strip club. Her plump lips looked like they could suck a label off a ketchup bottle. But sleeping with the competition wouldn't be a wise business move.
"Mandi, I am a professional business man—"
Making a bold move, Mandi reached around, stroking his partially erect cock through his pants, causing it to spring to life.
Clive exhaled, unable to finish his sentence.
Mandi moved close to his ear, whispering: "What do you want?"

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kylie Ashcroft
• Release date: Jul 26, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476436357

Kylie Ashcroft

Kylie Ashcroft spends her days in a stuffy office, but lets her imagination run wild at night as when she writes steamy, sexy stories. She enjoys stories that combine humor, hot sex and elements of scifi, fantasy and the paranormal. You can follow her on Twitter @KylieAshcroft.

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Storage Whores

By Kylie Ashcroft

Copyright 2012 Kylie Ashcroft

Smashwords Edition, License Notes

This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be resold or given away to other people.

Disclaimer: This book contains adult content and is meant for readers 18 years of age and older.

All characters are 18 years of age or older.

Cover by Ny LaCroix

This story is a parody. It is not sponsored by, endorsed by or affiliated with A&E, Storage Wars or any of the cast members or related entities.

Storage Whores

By Kylie Ashcroft

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The Cast

Mandi and Kyle Smith - Young married couple of amateur bidders who own a thrift store

Clive Mester - The old pro

Cheryl Meeks - A cougar who works with her daughter Kimber

Larry - A millionaire who bids as a collector

Martin and Jan Watson - The auctioneer and his wife

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Kyle, we have to leave in 20 minutes. Will you be ready to go? Mandi Smith stood in the doorway of their home office, her hands on her hips.

Her husband was sitting in his chair, browsing aimlessly on the internet, one hand resting on the back of his freshly buzzed head.

Yeah, yeah. I'm ready to go, he said without looking up.

What are you doing? She stepped up behind him, getting a look at his screen. Are you looking at porn?

Kyle didn't bother to minimize the photo of two big busted ladies, laying back with their legs spread wide and 'come hither' looks on their faces.

What? I was bored.

Mandi sighed and shook her head. "We've