Marsha And Chauncee

This is the story of Marsha and Chauncee.



Setting: Millennium Park, Lucky, his sweetie, and Myself (Carrie) were there for an outdoor opera concert on a gorgeous Saturday evening. As we were getting settled I noticed a photographer whom we shall call Chauncee. He was standing up with his camera around his neck, and he bent over and asked us what time the concert will start.

Right in front of us was a bushy haired girl whom we shall call Marsha. She was laying down in her flowy skirt which made her ass look way too big and was reading a book on her black and white striped blanket.
Little Did I know that later on that evening Marsha and Chauncee were going to get up close and personal.


Wellllllll, so the concert started and Luckys Sweetie brought loads of edibles from whole foods and world marche. There was flat garlic bread, champagne grapes, regular green grapes, English fruit balls, grape juice, rice salad and much more.
So I turned around and Marsha was talking to this photographer, Chauncee. She was looking up and squinting her eyes as the glistening sun was scorching her striking green eyes. Chauncee moved over so the sun wouldn’t be a barrier among the future love-birds. Though he could not block out the entire sun due to his tiny frame. Well, at least one of the ensembles has to be the tiny one or else two fatties just aren’t attractive!


So aaaaaaaaaaaaaannywaaaaaaaaaay, As marsha and chauncee were talking talking talking, (which BTW, seemed like they may as well have been making love from the twinkles both their eyes were shooting out towards one another, and it seemed like giant sunflowers were pouring out of their mouth instead of their words) I turned around for a second to get rice salad and the next second he sat down on the blanket next to Marsha.

Just like that BAM!……….wow, said my mind!


As the night progressed I kept close watch towards that twosome and I kept whispering to Lucky and his sweetie about how they great it would if they ended up together, WHILST the opera concert was going on and im sure I was disturbing sweetie since he is totally into the whole opera scene. Though I DID manage to shut up when Bryan (my future beau) sang “Romeo et Julliette.”

Marsha was sitting down with her hands behind her foot touching her knee and her flowy skirt almost all the way up so one could see her knees and her bushy hair was being blown by the wind so as to make it look sexy. I got a look at her toes at one point and even though they were polished red they were NOT at all sexy. Despite all this she still seemed attractive and attention grabbing to Chauncee.


Marsha was gazing into their possible future and as Chauncee gazed at her from side glance with that same twinkle that they had. He gazed at her shaved and smooth legs, her hair, and maybe even her breasts which BTW was one thing that she had to her advantage…They had to have been atleast a C cup.


The twosome kept moving closer closer and even more closer with their elbows ALMOST brushing that they may as well have been and kept whispering into one another’s ears pretending that the opera was too loud and that they couldn’t hear each other from normal distance. Of course it was just normal all such as about work and all from what little I heard….
By the end of the night they looked like they were a couple…they were laughing gleefully and smiling as if they were really into each other. It was one of those first great unplanned and spontaneous dates! (GOSH, I haven’t had one of those in a WHILE).,…wow….
Well, in due time the end of the night came and as we packed Marsha and Chauncee were still deep in conversation


This is what I thought they might be saying and what might have been in their minds
Marsha: talking about work, and her daily routine WHILST..
Chauncee: might be thinking (MAN, those knockers are HUGE) ok, STOP IT Chauncee, U have got to LISTEN!


And then, Chauncee might be talking about his fav sport team WHILST
Marsha might be thinking: omg, so if we were to have kids I wonder who they would resemble, where would we get married, ok I am NOT settling for a measly ring, and omg, china patterns, wedding dress, soccer mom, pregnancy weight, personal trainer, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (ok, BRAIN OVERLOAD)


Welllllllllllll, I guess we shall NEVER know what happened to Marsha and Chauncee that night BUT we DO know what happened when…..
EPILOGUE: 20 years later and it was our 15th anniversary, I still felt that I was of 25 again when I proposed to Marsha that night of the opera, and we got hitched a few years later in Hawaii at sunset….


Lucky, and Carrie (our two children) were going to be here any moment now to get our surprise anniversary party started…I loved her even more then I did when we first fell in love if at all possible. Her skin was still tender and fresh and it felt the exact same way as we did the first night we made love and rolled around in the heat of passion and Nine months later/..BAM! Lucky was born followed by Carrie three years later.

Carrie looked just like her mother….only taller and her hair was straight like mine with her mothers striking green eyes. Lucky was slightly shorter with straight hair as well, though she had my brown eyes. She recently had come out to be a lesbian and her mother and I accepted her like any parent would a straight child.

I was so lost in thoughts of yester year when I felt someone brush up against me after I heard the door open and in came Marsha. She felt so wonderful against my shirtless chest….We gave each other the “look” and remembered our first night as a married couple…

We both had begun to undress each other and I turned Marsha and hugged her from the back as she felt my thick erection on the small of her back and her back glistened with my precum…She moaned and groaned a bit as I bit her bottom lip and kissed her neck…She then kneeled down to grab and consume my engorged anatomy, and slid her mouth to and fro with her tongue moving around..
I blew softly in her ear, and nibbled, and kissed her neck again which drove her crazy. Then, I cupped her bum and picked her as we kissed and she wrapped her legs around my back. Then, I grazed and slowly felt her breasts and teased her whilst touching her nipples. I then slowly slid my hands inside her womanhood and as she quivered not knowing where my next touch would be…
Soon after we made sweet love and 2 mins later I collapsed onto her as my breathe got hotter and faster in her ear and we both climaxed….

Just as the two of us were recalling these this passionate night we heard scurrying downstairs and Marsha looked at me with a question mark on her face…I got dressed and took Marsha by the hand down the stairs with her eyes covered…

There they were…my other halves…Carrie and Lucky both along with their other halves as well. Carrie was dating Big (an investman banker from New York) andThere was my sweet sweet Lucky along with her Girlfriend (A lawyer who recently had graduated from Harvard)
Carrie was also supporting a tiny bump..Carrie and Big were expecting their first child. And though it was out of wedlock Marsha and I couldn’t have been happier to have been getting our first grand-child

They all yelled SUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRPRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE, as I took my hand off Marshas lovely eyes….She looked happier than words could describe..and of course soon enough the girls went into a frenzy of happy tears…
I looked on as everyone ate, ate, ate, and chatted and I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect ending to our love story..






WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP….It was Millennium Park (and Bryan Griffin had just ended Romeo et Julliette) and Marsha was waking me up and saying that I fell asleep during the song….
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THIS WAS THE STORY OF MARSHA AND CHAUNCEE!

Zaa Zaa Zu

As I sat in the the crew room at work in the hot hot hot humid humid humid ATL! I couldn't help but recall my dream from a few nights ago...

The memories were slipping away from my hand like water in a cupped hand the morning after I woke up the next morning.

However, today as I sit here eating BnJs (mango sorbet) in my Tres Chic Uniform feeling Uber perky, I couldn't help but recollect those moments of fear, excitement, resentment, and indescribable feelings...It was as if the memory was going to vomit out of the most inner layer of the brain, down my nose, into my mouth, down my digestive system and out my brown bubble bum! (NO, I am not talking about that diarrhea feeling...AAAALLTHOUGH...OK, WELL NAAAAAH) so aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyywaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.....

Flashback to Monday night:

Lucky and myself were shopping for outfits at H&m and I was trying on these sexy sexy shorts and I asked him if my BUM looked big in it, when Lucky stated "Huunnnaaayessssss I think my ass hurts from all that fucking my sweetie and I did last nite..."

I was laughing my ass off and turned around to face him WHEN.......

there he was my emotional knapsack.....
12 years later and still looked like he hadn't aged a bit....he was BIG along with Natasha...and there I was 12 years later..looking fabulous of course but absolutely flabbergasted and petrified to see him...gosh...

He bobbed his head to the right and said "Hello you" and I nodded and said "hello, you" in return...

Lucky upon sensing the obvious awkwardness even after 12 years blurted out something to BIG about not expecting him and Natasha here today when all the voices in the surrounding area had been blocked out of head and I found myself being picked up by Lucky asking if I was feeling alright..

Apparently, I had fainted and fell to the ground for about a few seconds.....I woke up remembering seeing BIG..
Gosh, was I dreaming? Had I forgotten and totally blocked out BIG and it alll came tumbling down that hill that had been forbidden like a forest with trolls...

Surely I had NOT been dreaming..He was still there squatting over me as Natasha looked on. I excused myself and said that it was nice to see them both and started to motion Lucky out of the store when BIG blurted out: Wer getting engaged Carrie, and wed love it if you came.....WOW, apparently now he had become a "WE" guy....Natasha really WAS calling all the shots then....I never remembered BIG being a "WE" guy before...

I couldn't say anything but nodded and we (Lucky and myself) left the dept store.

Later on that day after my lunch with Lucky at Big BOWOL (I had teryaki pineapple glazed shrimp fried rice, and Lucky as always got TWO entrees pork and duck) gotta lova em! lol

anyway, so later that day I began to think about zaa zaa zu, and our past. And how if we block out certain blasts from the pasts (for a lack of better words) do we really get over them? Do we rrrrreally forget them? do we ever want to? or do we just choose to block them out until it comes screaming back to you? whether in a shape of a dream, actual human being, or just thoughts..

Later on that week I went back to H&M to pick my shorts up and later on meet Lucky and sweetie for a midnite coffee. I walked out of H&M and was prancing around Michigan ave when I turned a corner and bumped into a warm steel wall....only to look up and see that it was BIG. Out for his business lunch apparently as he was dashing and smashing in his $500 Dolce and Gab suit....He smiled and said hello...THIS time I wasnt going to let my emotions come over my head and ruin me and make me look like a pathetic mess!

Anyway, so I said hello back and he said "ohh It just ended".....the question mark on my face must have been obvious because he said "the engagement party..." I regained my sense and said "OHH, I was just in the neighborhood to pick this up" pointing to my bag..A Limo stretch puled up and Natasha pulled down her shades and waved...I wasnt sure if that wave was gesturing BIG to come on over or if that wave was to say hello to me...Either way I smiled politely and touched BIGs cheek and said "BIG< your girl is lovely.."

He said "BIG? I dont get it"....

I said "And ya never DID......"


Just then I felt my inner BIG fly out of me and I turned around and pranced back on the MAG MILE strutting away in my Christian Louboutin....