Chapter 65: Food Truck pt 2 Arc: Three
Lacy awoke the next morning ready for the day. Her truck was good and situated, and she was going to open for the first time that. She hoped for success!
She got up and ready along with baby Aurora who had already had breakfast thanks to the twins. They had fed her before they left for work. Lacy smiled to herself, making her way to her car that was parked in the strip mall area of their neighborhood.
For one, Samantha had gone down on her, something the Alpha hadn’t done in months. It felt good to orgasm like that and to see Samantha enjoy herself the way she did. It was like things were going back to normal.
Lacy practically skipped to her car except she was holding a baby carrier and that would have been dangerous. She drove the car to the lake and parked right behind the food trailer. To her surprise, there was already a line forming, even though it was a weekday.
The Omega came around back and entered into the food truck and began to prep for the day. About an hour or so later, she turned on the light and opened the windows.
"Wow, y’all out here early. I don’t open until another hour. What’s up?" Lacy asked the small audience.
"Yo, we saw your van on Rit Rot." One crowd member said.
"Really what was being said?"
"That you could throw down," another audience person said.
Lacy was absolutely confused by the announcement that she was on the social media platform, Rit Rot. She hadn’t been open and hadn’t served anyone. Regardless, an hour past by and it was time to start taking orders.
"Alright, what you want!" She asked the first person in line and the orders came flying in. The wait time was ten minutes per order and by the time two hours went by, she had searched about two hundred people. She was pooped!
Pooped but happy. She continued on with the day doing just that, taking orders and making them, watching her customers eat all the way until the sun went down, then it was time to pack it up.
Lacy counted the money she made in the register and then the merchant card processor. She had made about two thousand dollars that day. Although it wasn’t like she needed it since she was getting an allowance. Still, it made her happy all the same.
She packed up her belongings, picked up baby Aurora, and closed down the shop. Once parked in the usual spot, she walked home, but she stopped in her tracks when she saw the twin’s car in the drive way.
She cursed herself and entered into the house with Aurora. She took her shoes off in the foyer and saw Salmona sitting on the couch watching television. She looked at Lacy and threw her hands up.
"Where were you?"
"I was out," Lacy answered. She sat Aurora in her high chair and went to the refrigerator to get her some milk.
"You were out all day," Salmona said. "You left in the morning and you came back now. The Rang camera shows that."
"I mean, yeah," was all Lacy could think to say. Salmona walked into the kitchen with an obvious hard on and Lacy walked to her, hoping to distract her.
Lacy dropped her shorts and panties and bent over in front of Salmona in the living room. Salmona pulled down her shorts and ran her clit up and down Lacy’s slit, and then entered.
Lacy just stood there bent over while the Alpha pounded into her, holding on to the seed all day likely.
Once she cummed inside of Lacy, Lacy went to the restroom to sit on the toilet while Salmona pulled her shorts back up and went to wash her hands to play with Aurora.
Samantha came out the shower already wearing her pajama bottoms and with a towel in her hair.
"When did you get in, Lacy?" The Alpha asked. The first thing Lacy did was look to see if Samantha was hard and she was not. She bowed her head and sighed.
"I was just out for the day, y’all," she said. She began to take off her own clothes, ready to take herself a shower when Samantha walked in and sat on the edge of her bed.
While naked, she walked to Samantha and pulled the Alpha’s pants down, her clit becoming harder per the second. Lacy turned around and sat down on it.
Lacy sat down on Samantha’s clit and began to slide up and down, her cunt getting wetter as she did.
The scent of sex filled the air—musky and thick. Samantha gripes Lacy’s hips, fingers digging into soft flesh as she guided the rhythm. Each upward stroke drew a gasp; each downward plunge earned a low groan. Sweat beads on Lacy’s forehead, dripping onto Samantha’s thighs as she moved faster, thighs trembling with effort. The bed creaked beneath them, a steady counterpoint to their ragged breathing.
Lacy’s nails scraped Samantha’s shoulders, leaving faint red trails. Samantha obliged, thrusting upward sharply. The sudden jolt made Lacy cry out—a raw, unfiltered sound that echoed off the bedroom walls. Her inner muscles clenched reflexively around Samantha’s clit, pulsing in waves that drew a guttural moan from both women.
Below, Samantha’s hips piston relentlessly. Her gaze locked onto the back of Lacy’s head—the parted lips, the half-lidded eyes glazed with pleasure. Sweat slicked their bodies where skin meets skin, creating a hot, slippery friction. Lacy’s thighs burned from exertion, but she ridden the sensation, chasing the coil tightening low in her belly. Every nerve feels electrified, hyper-aware of the thick fullness stretching her.
A tremor started deep in Samantha’s core, radiating outward. Her thrusts became erratic, losing rhythm as her muscles tense. Her grip on Lacy’s hips tightened almost painfully, nails biting crescent moons into pale flesh. A choked gasp escaped her...sharp, involuntary. Her head presses back, tendons straining in her neck. The pressure built, undeniable now, a seismic shift gathering force.
Her hips jerked upward one final, desperate time, burying herself fully inside Lacy. Then she was cumming-a silent, breathless explosion at first, her body locking rigid. Only then does the sound tear loose: a ragged, guttural cry ripped from her throat. Her release pulsed through her clit in thick, rhythmic surges, flooding Lacy’s clenching heat. Her vision blurred out, every nerve ending screaming into the void. She was aware only of the wet, clutching tightness around her and the sheer, obliterating force of it.
Lacy got up and pushed Samantha’s cum out of her while the Alpha fell back on the bed, exhausted.
Once the food truck was closed for the evening, Lacy sat with Aurora at one of the tables in front of her truck with Clara and her child, Selena.
"When did this whole thing start with you and my sister?" Lacy asked, crossing her legs while bouncing Aurora on her knee.
"I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before," Clara started. "Its just...it came unexpectedly." Lacy shook her head, not liking what she was hearing, at the same time, it was hard for her to judge since she too was having extramarital affairs.
Lacy sat back in her seat after Clara laid out a blanket for their babies to lay and hang out on. Clara sat back down and looked up at the sunset.
"Do you like her?"
Clara nodded her head. "Yes...I am really starting to like her."
"And her kids?" Lacy asked.
"Her kids are practically grown."
"Girl, no they are not!" Lacy laughed at her friend for saying such a comment.
Clara leaned over and placed her head on her hands. She took a sip from her soda can with the straw attached, slurping away. She looked over at their children and smiled, happy for them.
"I feel...lost," Clara said. "I have a mate, a baby, but I feel so lost. Maybe thats why I seek out these adventures."
Lacy nodded her head. "Or maybe you just like to fuck."
"That too!" The two Omegas laughed and packed up their belongings. They said bye to one another and left out each in their own card. This time when Lacy got home, the twins still weren’t there so she was able to disrobe, feed Aurora all without being badgered on why she was gone for the whole day.
Salmona looked at the Rang video camera in the car with her sister on the driver’s side. It was raining and the car was still parked in the parking garage. They watched the camera. Saw how Lacy left out that morning and again, came back later in the evening. Something she was doing daily.
Salmona shook her head. "I hate she’s doing this."
"I’m sure there’s a reason," Samantha said. To Salmona, it didn’t matter if there was a reason or not. At the end of the day, Lacy needed permission from an Alpha to go out, something she hadn’t done.