Dark Time of the MILF

[SodaLover344]

There was nothing like a good ole party that made a Friday night for Travis. The muscular black man got out of his pool after a while of swimming. Some of the single ladies at the party looked over, not being able to take their eyes off his chiseled abs. He knew they were looking at them but he didn’t look back. He just let a smirk come on to his face. That same old cocky smirk that pissed off half the neighborhood.

He had been there for a month and had pretty much made enemies out of at least half the people there. It was fun seeing them pissed off, especially on nights like this. He’d hear complaints all throughout the night from other houses when he threw parties like this. Especially that bitch mom. He had his music set up in the backyard like he always had it and he decided to use the remote to turn it up even louder.

After doing that, he went and poured himself a drink. He held his drink up as he got everyone’s attention. “Alright people, the neighborhood’s gonna be pissed again but fuck them! It’s Friday night and we’re gonna party all the way to hell!”

All the guests cheered as the ones who had drinks held them up along with him. Travis took a sip of his as he went to sit on a chair.

 

[SodaLover344]

One of the guys at the party tapped Travis on the shoulder and told him someone was at the door. Travis walked to the door and opened it. He wasn’t greeted by the pizza guy he was expecting but an angry older blonde woman.

Charlotte was the woman that had been annoying Travis for sometime. Her blonde hair was long and she wore a white blouse that was just unbuttoned enough to let her huge cleavage be seen and a red skirt. Her breasts were practically ready to pop out. She glared at Travis.

“Again with this obnoxious loud music of yours, Travis?!” Charlotte scolded. “Do you have any idea that people are trying to think?!”

Travis rolled his eyes. “Headphones exist. Not my problem.”