Big Black Garage Shop

By Jane Snow

Lauren is a lonely housewife, living with a husband who's rarely home because of his work. When he is home, he's too tired to do anything with her and their dry spell in their bedroom is reaching new heights. After her husband leaves for work, Lauren gets ready to run some errands but her car stalls.

This isn't the first time this has happened. In fact, she had just gotten her husband to take it to his friend's garage shop to get it fixed for the same exact problem. While she has never met her husband's friend, she decides to take the car in to his garage to get it looked at again.

Once she reaches the garage, she asks for a loaner and one of the workers offers his expensive SUV. Lauren visits the grocery but when she returns, she finds a huge scratch running along the side of the car. She worriedly takes the SUV back and tries to explain but the angry black owner of the SUV is having none of it.

He offers her a choice, pay for the repairs with cash or fulfill his desire. Lauren is stunned by the choices but because of her long dry spell, she decides for the second option. As more of the black garage shop workers surround her, she feels a lust within her burst into flames. Does she have what it takes to the fulfill the desires of three big black men at the garage shop?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jenna Powers
• Release date: Jan 22, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310870477

Jane Snow

Jane Snow loves chocolate but more importantly, she loves chocolate, ebony men. Their hot, muscular glistening bodies get her juices flowing and put her mind in the clouds of ecstasy. She loves fantasizing about big black men and sharing her fantasies with you.

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Big Black Garage Shop

By Jane Snow

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© 2015 Jane Snow

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

All characters in this story are above the age of 18.

I gave my husband a kiss on the cheek as he left. He looked tired as always and seemed indifferent to whether or not I was there. He recently received a promotion but instead of getting a huge raise, he received a huge increase in the number of hours he had to work.

Our time spent together shortened day by day, and our dry spell in the bed was hitting at least half a year. In his rush for the promotion he left early in the morning and stayed well past midnight. Now, after the promotion, it felt as though nothing had changed in the least bit.

A sigh escaped my lips as I closed the door and headed upstairs for a quick shower. I had to grab some groceries, run to the bank quickly and then, get the car checked at a local garage shop. I took off my short shorts, and slid out of my thong, before turning on the water.

A quick glance at the mirror and I checked to see if it was my body that was pushing my husband away. I turned toward the mirror and stood straight, my arms at my sides. My long bleach blonde hair flowed down my shoulders and slightly covered my soft supple breasts, topped by my perky red nipples.

I had a relatively small frame, making my breasts look larger than they actually were. After hopping into the shower, I let the warm water run down my body. Warmth filled my cold body as I stood silently, my hand slowly moving down and fondling my breast, the other hand moving lower to caress the satiny, soft folds of my sex.

A small soft moan danced its way out from between my lips as I felt my body react. My crotch grew warm and wet and I slid one finger into my tight hole. A rush of pleasure moved through me, filling my thirst for lust.

This wasn’t the first time I had to masturbate in the shower, and it seemed like I had been getting off in the bathroom more often after the marriage than before. I slowly slid another finger into my tight little slit, opening the lips of my sex wider. The warm water dripped against my outspread lips, further sending chills through my body.

I pinched one of my hard red nipples as