869.

[Eisranac]

I'm excited to announce that I posted my 869th post here: https://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?p=92795043#post92795043

I realized that 869 probably has a lot more to do with Literotica than 253, so I thought I'd start another thread in celebration of reaching the auspiciously important milestone of 869 posts on Literotica — even though it's likely destined to die, which is fine by me.

The "rules" are similar to the 253 thread: post anything you want in this thread as long as it contains the number 869 or has something to do with 869. Do haikus or post pics. Leave voice messages or post videos — if you dare. Go crazy with your creativity and imagination.

My work here's now done, but come to think of it, I probably should've posted this last month on August 69, 2020 or on September 86 outside of the United States, which is coming up later this month.

 

[Sweet_Lara]

8-69
woodstock janis

https://youtu.be/qg0sBg8lERI

 

[Series 6]

Short Story - 869

He sat down in his seat on the plane. He was just glad that he was able to make the flight, with all the delays he experienced as he tried to leave the office at the last minute. In his lap sat an attaché case that his secretary had given him as he rushed out to catch a taxi to the airport. He had no time to question why she handed it to him or what was in it. She just told him that he would want this for his trip.

He decided to open it, to see what was in it.

Locked.

He pulled out his phone to call her to find out how to open it. He noticed that he has an unopened text waiting for him. It was from his secretary.

"869 " Was all the text read.

He thumbed the numbers into the combination lock on the case. As expected, the latch successfully clicked open when he pushed the button. He could feel his face begin to flush when he saw the contents of the case.

 

[AbsintheFather]

https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn%3AANd9GcR2Gg1ZHRfKpK5oQ4c7482zGPRkiFrCffej_g&usqp=CAU

 

[Series 6]

869

He loved browsing the records in the store. It took him back to a time when he was a teenager and he would make a weekly trek to a record store in the early 80’s. Where he would spend the money he earned from mowing lawns or other various summer jobs on records. Back before music was stored in the cloud of some music service, before there were compact disks. Records, with the cool artwork on the cover and the lyrics printed on the sleeve inside. He would spend his time in stores like Wall to Wall Sound and Video, Sam Goody’s, Tower Records, or the small mom and pop store on the corner of a small-town street, it didn’t matter. He liked buying music from a variety of stores. Unfortunately, those stores are all gone now. Except for the small record store you would find in town, like the one he was in now.

He turned and looked at the cute woman sitting at the counter, ironically listening to music on her echo dot, probably from her subscription to Amazon. She looked to be about the same age as him. She probably knew her way around a turntable. She quickly looked away when he gazed back at her.

Currently he liked collecting the vintage 12” singles of the 80’s. Today’s find was Election Day by Arcadia – the Consensus mix. He brought his find to the register. The cute woman looked up at him from the iPad she had been browsing and smiled at him.

“Find something you liked?” she asked.

“I think I’ll take this today.” he smiled back at her.

“$8.69” she said.

He handed her his credit card to make the purchase.

“Do you remember these guys? They were a couple former members of Duran Duran.”

“I remember seeing Duran Duran in concert back when I was like 13 years old. It was a blast.” She giggled.

“I never saw them. Hopefully I’ll catch them one day.”

“Is there anything else for you today?” she asked as she placed the record in a bag with his receipt.

He noticed that her the ring finger on her left hand was bare.

“Yea,” he said, gathering his courage. “Could I text you sometime? Maybe catch coffee over at Starbucks sometime?” He asked.

“Sure, can I text you my number?” She smiled and blushed slightly.

“Sure, my number is 869-………..”

 

[Eisranac]

Area code 869 is the local telephone area code of Saint Kitts and Nevis.