First off I would like to say I proud to see that Mr. Coogler and Mr. Jordan got their awards and proved a lot of people wrong. Sinners was a great movie and showed great amount of culture not just to African Americans, and Africans, but Asians as well which I think some people forget. Also Miles Caton performance of âI lied to youâ was artistic and gorgeous. It highlighted black culture very well giving different parts to shine on their own unique way.
Summary: Grace takes a simple hug and kiss into the wrong context.
A/n: Don't have much to say. But congrats to Ryan Coogler, and Michael B. Jordan For their winnings at the oscars!
Warnings: Cussing, Cheating, Age Gap, Sexual content.
MY FANFIC LIST
The lovely Monday morning had you at the shop earlier than usual, the needed restock of materials was a demanding task but someone has to do it. The busy day gratefully was just getting started, there sat a wedding dress order. It was a fit in, but this had to fit your bride perfect. So on the sewing went and didn't stop until around 10.
Knowing the fitting was going to take the most time out of your shift, You started on another project. It was a Teal and Gold dress made for Grace, you had been working on this project for a bit but it was perfect for her. The thought of her wearing the hand made dress made you swoon and swirl in your mind.
The time had arrived for the fit in, you escorted the warm lady to your dressing rooms letting her try on the dress. There stood the thing that could make or break all your dads hard working business.
After a moment stepped out the woman, along with the biggest smile ever seen in the history of smiles. It was perfect, perfecta, parfaite, and how ever you say perfect in them other languages. The bride and her mother shared joyful tears in this special moment.
...
After a joyful time you walked the bride and her mother to their vehicle while having a great conversation, the bride kissed your cheek and hug before leaving the shop.
You entered your shop after plentiful waves and got out your lunch preparing for the rest of the day to smooth sailing.
Well until Grace walked into your shop, her brows were furrowed. She looked very tense, and she took few steps soon reaching your desk.
"Hey Dear, I didn't know you had lunch at this time!" you said clueless to what the spiteful look was for.
"Who was that Y/n?" Grace asked it was obvious she wasn't in the mood to toyed with. Her face look more angry by the minute.
"Grace sweetie what are you talking abo-"
"Y/n, just not even an hour ago you were outside this damn shop kissing and hugging that damn woman!" Your shoulders felt heavy looking at Grace's upset face, but nevertheless you still had to defend yourself.
"Grace that was my customer." You said trying hope she understands to some degree.
"The why did she kiss your cheek, I don't kiss up my customers." Grace folded her arms trying to make a point.
"Because you work at a fucking grocery store, my regulars and your regulars aren't the same! You're selling food, I'm selling clothes again not the same damn thing." You couldnt help but look at Grace with a bit of confusion, this woman was literally trying go back and forth over something that wasn't the serious in the first place.
Grace stood there fiddling with the safety clip off the desk looking upset at the point you just made, her jaw swinging in silence.
"I don't appreciate people kissing, hugging, and being all lovey dovey with you unless their immediate family. And even then there's limits to that." Grace fave switched to a neutral expression. (Okay Ms. Strict Program đ)
Your face relaxed a little seeing that she was soothing down some. That's the first time Grace had ever gotten angry with you, the thought go her getting angry with something as little at a kiss was very bewildering.
"Well Y/n, I bests to be heading back now." Grace leaned down kissing your cheek.
"I'll see you later today at closing time Darling!" Grace left the shop walking back over to hers leaving you left in your thoughts and confusion.
A/n: Hiii Babes, I know its been a while, and that this fic is on the shorter side But i'm just glad to be back. Nothing major really happen school just took over sadly, but I mess you guys and let me know what else you guys wanna see. Love Ya đ
girlie if you're in a state of mind where people writing harmless oc content makes you so angry you think they should die then you REALLY need to talk to someone
Alright so, please do not take everything I say serious. I have nothing against OC content nor the people who read it, I quite literally don't care what you read or write. Whenever I go on rants on Tumblr I'm usually not being serious, and if I am I would probably state it in my post. When I was making that post I was quite literally laughing behind my laptop, I also write fanfics myself. And I use the "don't like it, don't read it!" rule every time I'm reading a fanfic, so to some this up I don't care what you read, write, or do when it comes to fanfic. Like I said I made that post as a joke nothing more nothing less
Summary: Grace, oh the beloved Grace is ready to show her love with this lovely morning. As she cooks breakfast and gossips with her scissor sister.
A/n: Heeeey y'all I've just gave up on my Pearline fanfics. I will also like to apologize for all the mis spelling on my fics, my first language is Creole and again I'm very sorry.
Warnings: Cussing, Age Gaps, Cheating, Sexual Content.
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"I.. love you... so.. much." she said as you pulled up from her nipple, with a string of saliva coming up with you.
The night was far from over.
You pulled Grace up and off the couch with ease, securing her close to you while escorting through the one story home. Grace left kisses on your cheek, showing her amazement of you carrying her intoxicated figure.
"Bo has never been this..." Grace pondered for a moment, rubbing your temples.
"Pledged, to delight me." It was obvious Grace was feeling herself after all those drinks.
"You're so drunk!" You joked, while putting grace on the bed, careful not to get rough with her. As you rubbed her perfect body Grace couldn't help but let out soft needy moans, Grace readjusted your hands to her stiff nipples. You couldn't help but go lower and lower kissing her tummy, bikini line, and soon reaching your destination.
The juices in Between Grace's legs had begun to spread to her thighs, leaving a glossy shiny film on her vulva. Grace who was practically begging at this point, faintly pushed your head towards her vagina.
"You've teased me enough Y/n." she said firmly propping her legs up to give you a better view of your next meal.
And with that you went head first in. Slobbering and fingering Grace, sucking on her juicy clit as if it was binky and you were a baby. Your fingers were indulged her fleshy walls, covered in her moist-ness. Grace's moans were getting louder as you sucked and finger fucked her more and more. You glanced up to see Grace's eyes flowing to the back of her head. Grace began to pinch her nipples, twisting and turning them with every gut full moaning. You sucking her throbbing clit knowing that she was almost near and through yet you were far from done, one could see the light at the end of the tunnel. Grace couldn't even keep her head up, all she could do was moan and twist those suckable pale pink nipples of hers.
"AUUGGHH!" Grace let out, as her body went limp. Her legs sliding down from their structure placement, her eyes coming out from behind her head, and twitching with the wave of fulfillment. Her hands fell on her breast, alongside the fact your hand was drenched in her cum. You slid up setting yourself down next to Grace, she was obviously still recovering from her intense orgasm. You leaned down and kissed her cheek, resting your hand on her left breast.
After giving Grace a bit of leisure, you straighten out Grace's position, turning on your side slightly, as you make Grace lay straight. scooting closer to her, until both of your vaginas met. The second you felt her wet juice on your vagina you began to hump and scissor with her, grinding as ya'll juices mixed together so did the collages of moans let out by the both of you.
Seeing how much pleasure Grace was getting from this you couldn't help but be surprised, all of the sexual things you learned were from porno magazines you stole from a random stand back in Tallahassee.Â
The wet moisture noise coming from you and Grace's wet vaginas was soaking your ears, your clit pulsated from the wanting ache of wanting to feel the heart in between Grace's legs.Â
"MMHHPMM....AGHH..RIGHT.... THERE LOVE!!" Where the words that came out of Grace's mouth. Her sweet talking was starting to make your pussy feel like a waterfall. The sweat on your body gave your skin a glossy look, Grace was obvious about to tap out she had her bottom lip among her teeth. Grace red lipstick was smudged all around her lip, Her grunts were increasing in aggressiveness, volume, and number.
You laid back a little bit, you knew the orgasm was coming, you felt it coming up in your clitoris. Grace on the other hand had all played out, her arms were to her side and those eyes of hers were rolling around in the back of her head again.Â
The jar of pleasure was beginning to overflow, And what that meant was the climax had come. You had reached the top of the rollercoaster, making your body gush with love. You laid fully on your back, you were out of breath, and sleepy considering that it was like 2:25 in the morning.
The crawl you did to get next to Grace was a lazy move, but all you wanted was to sleep up under your lover. As you rested your head on the grace chest, you felt her lips smooch your forehead. Grace hands wrapped around you pulling you closer, your breathing had returned to normal. You laid there covered in Grace's love and warmth.
You slowly fell asleep.
The sun yellow, warm, welcoming morning tint covered Grace's body as she slept. And you observed from the doorway, watching her chest rise and fall while you sipped on your coffee in your bath robe. You knew you probably needed to get her home back to Mr. Chow, so you headed back in the kitchen to continue breakfast.
Right around when you were finishing the grits, those familiar soft hands wrapped around your waist.
"Good morning, Darlin." Grace said, kissing your neck.
"All the food is done, do you want me to fix your plate?"
"Of course, Sugar" Grace slid her hand in the robe squeezing your breast slightly, while also tracing your nipple.
You set Grace's plate of food on the table along with yours, you even pulled out Grace's chair for her. Grace was very appreciative of you doing such a small thing for her.
"Grace, if you don't mind me asking? Why are you so.... adamant about an affair with your husband?" you asked, Grace rarely brung up Bo Chow and even when she did she always seemed aggravated to talk about him. She was at least the opposite when it came to her baby girl Lisa, always bringing up Lisa's academic rewards and math skills.
"Well Sugar, I'll get straight to the point."
"When I was pregnant with little Lisa, Bo used to flirt with other women at the shops cause I was never around. I found this out, when I went up to his shop to see him giving that white demon the most heartfelt sex ever. He was covered in hickeys and lipstick. And of course he tried to give me the "It's not what it seems like" talk, but the worst part was I took him back for the sake of our daughter."Â
Grace was pretty hurt and humiliated telling you the story. She took bites of her breakfast, telling you how much she hated Bo.
"Bo continued to cheat with different women, he didn't stop until one of those sluts ended up pregnant. In which he paid her $90 to get an abortion, Bo might be a good dad but he ain't worth a damn as a husband...... Which is why you let me know when he starts to get touchy with you, do you understand me?"
"Yes ma'am" Grace wasn't playing about you at all, she made it clear that Bo wasn't near you unless it was at the store.
Grace helped you clean up, and she showered, making you help bathe her. When it was time for her to go of course she had to give you multiple kisses and hugs, As Grace pulled off you waved goodbye from the porch.
Most of my posts are about Remmick, but my favorite character was actually Delta Slim, and people are definitely not talking about him enough
Delroy Lindo played this character amazingly. He was a comedic relief without it feeling very out of place which is a pet peeve I have with movies. A lot of movies have someone as a comedic relief (which isnât the issue) but theyâre usually very unrealistic and unnatural a lot of the time
You can also see how good of a person he is, especially when he was encouraging the men who were working while they were driving through the fields and then sacrificing himself so Sammie, someone he didnât even know until that day, could escape and live.
People donât talk about that enough and I really think Sammie wouldnât have survived without Delta Slim, because Smoke, Sammie and Pearline (am I missing someone else from that scene?) could barely fight off Remmick alone, imagine ALL the other vampires on top of that
Summary: The weekend is here, and all the time you need with mrs. Chow.
A/n: I don't have much to say but I hope you enjoy!
Warnings: J*b, Cussing, Age Gap, Cheating, Sexual Content, Happy People In Relationships đ (this is all you pain fanfic reading niggas).
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The weekend couldn't get here any faster, the thought of having Grace all to yourself was suffocating your brain. Grace kept on with her gifts through out the week bringing lunch for you with cute notes, magazines, fresh fruit, and her lovely handmade desserts. During this all you could hope was for Mr. Chow to stay oblivious to you and Grace, and he did. But even though Bo was fool his daughter kinda wasn't, little Lisa had the stare of a hawk and could probably get the most notorious gatekeeper to spill their secret. Yet some of Bo's genes must of rubbed off on her cause she was just as clueless like her daddy.
You couldn't help but sing and dance while getting ready for the day, as long as the Friday went smooth than so was the weekend. Rolling up to the shop felt like seeing the pearly gates, of course you had to make your morning stop at Mr. Chows shop for your breakfast.
"Good morning Y/n, I picked out some fresh fruit for you Sugar." Mr. Chow was certainly happy to see you like always. Just like his wife the gifts kept coming chocolate bars, sewing needles, drinks, and even chips all on the house. (#prettyprivilege)
Mr. Chow made sure you always had all the food one could eat, he had that "A friend of my wife's is a friend of mine." mindset.
"Aww thanks Mr. Chow!" you said as you walked around the store grabbing snacks and a few waters. Walking up to the register Mr. Chow was happy to help you unload the basket with care, knowing all the food was either going to be cheap or free you didn't care about going over budget.
"So any planes for the weekend Sugar?"
"No Sir." (besides screwing his wife you freak)
"Good cause Grace wants you go down to the newly open Juke Joint with her." Mr. Chow said raising his eyebrow.
"Oh! Sounds like fun.." fucking in a club wasn't a thought that could ever cross your mind, but if that's what Grace wants then sure thing.
"Sure is Precious!" Mr. Chow gladly put your food the brown paper bag.
"Me and Grace took a date night down there last weekend. Nice music, great catfish, and best of all gambling!" Man was this guy a fool like dude your wife wants to go out and eat this five star, charcuterie, tight, wetter than the rain forest coochie. (anyways đ)
"Again thanks for the food Mr. Chow!" if being cool with Grace and her family meant free groceries then Bo was free to yap all he desired.
"Tell Grace that I'm up for the event." Alone time with Grace was always so heavenly. Her smell was intoxicating, and so was those smooth hands.
"It's all on the house Sugar." handing the you the brown bag and fruit sack with a grateful smile. You took the bags and said your goodbyes to Mr. Chow.
You hurried on back to your shop, flipping the "closed" sign to "open". Since it was Friday not many people were going to come through, so you practically had a free day to read all the magazines you wanted. Now all there was to do was sit back finish the little bit of repairs you did have, and relax without a care in the world.
Before you knew it, the time had jumped to 7:30 PM. Closing time it was, because of the slow day it wasn't much to clean.
But of course your favorite costumer had show up.
Mrs. Chow. She walked in as if this was her shop.
"Hey Mrs. Chow, what can I get you?" teasing Grace had be your chosen way to meet her everyday.
Grace walked behind the counter, wrapping her arms around your waist and leaning into your neck burring herself in it. She took a breath in heavily as if she was waiting for this moment all day.
"I could eat you up right now." Grace said softly. Her warm breath lingering on your ear longer than intended.
You rubbed her back gracefully, leaving kisses in her hair. Nothing could beat the love you were experiencing from the moment.
"Bo told me over lunch that you were willing to go out with me tomorrow." she said rubbing your lower back.
"I couldn't pass up alone time with you." It was very clear she was sleepy.
"I'll pick you up." her arms began to hold you tighter than ever.
"It'll give us a bit more alone time together."
"And what about Mr. Chow?" You said with sass, but it was genuine question.
"He'll be drinking himself to the damn grave, he's a damn drunk Y/n." Grace said propping herself up on the counter. Well damn you can't forget that this is still her goddamn husband.
Just as Grace was about to go on, the rest of the Chow's showed up in the shop.
"Hi Lisa, and Mr. Chow. How can I help you two?"
"Just came to collect Grace." Bo Gave Grace a quick peck after finishing his sentence. Grace gave Lisa a little a wave and cute smile, which return she got nothing, it was plain and simple that the Chow's were strung out for the day.
"I think you three bets to be heading home now." and with that they were walking to their besides Grace who had linger and whisper in your ear.
"I won't be late Sugar." man she was lucky closing time was here, cause if it wasn't you could probably show that these fingers do more than sew. (đ)
...
The morning time felt short almost like it didn't happen, mostly cause you spent it daydreaming. But the moment you were dressed and finished your makeup.You heard that well waited for knock. That knock that made you know your the day was just getting started.
There Grace stood as elegant as ever, her hair was down, her red lipstick making her lips look so kiss-able, and her signature walk.
She was perfect.
"Hi Sugar! You ready to leave." Grace leaned against the door frame.
"Yes ma'am I am." Knowing that this was your fist official date with anyone, you were more than ready. Further like prepared.
Grace took her time helping you into the car she made sure you were comfortable, and even asked if she was going to fast for your liking. The drive was smooth and calming, Grace and you had multiple conversations, with many different topics.
Rolling up to the Juke Joint you noticed some people walking in dressed in their best outfits. Grace helped you step out the car, and held your hand walking you to the front where you were met with a large man.
"Hey cornbread, I brung a friend on down like I said I would!" Grace said to the large man. Her and the man named cornbread talked more for a few more minutes before Grace guided you inside the building. The building was filled with great music, dancing, and food just like Bo said it would be.
As the night went on you got to meet some of Grace's long time friends, had some amazing fried fish, and even got to dance around the place with Grace. The night was amazing singing along to songs, drinking, and gambling. But most of all the time you had was Grace was picture perfect. She occasionally left kisses on you, teasing you all she could in the mist of the fun.
When the might came to an end, You and Grace were met at the your home. And all it took was a single touch to end you and Grace up in a touchy frenzy.
Grace put her head on your shoulder whispering things in your ear, licking you, touching you, her hand hitching up your skirt as the moments went on. Soon her fingers found your soaked panties, it all felt like a dream as Grace slid them to side inserting her finger in you. It was like she knew all the right movements, curling her fingers letting you feel every bit of affection she gave you. Her mouth kissing in all the great spaces you had to offer, painting on her cavas and her canvas was you.
The rise was coming up, you and her both knew it was. Grace used her thumb to rub your throbbing clit, which indeed was your breaking point.
"You know Y/n I've handed you all these pleasurable moments now I want you to return the favor." Grace said withdrawing the straps of her dress exposing her bare breast, as she pulled the dress down more showing eventually leaving her naked. Knowing this was your time to show out you climbed on top her kissing her chest. Going down a bit more showed her attention needing breast, you stuck out your tongue tracing her nipple with it. you teased her as the seconds went on, you saw her whine with pleasure filled moans leading you to to begin sucking on her breast.
Lowering your hand gliding down to her undressed clit, rubbing and lightly smacking it with your hand. Grace's wails filled the room, getting louder by the minute. Her nipple softening with the warm of your saliva, Grace soon began to rock her hips rubbing her needy clit on your fingers while hers were tangled in your styled coils.
As Grace's humping slowed down she let out a menacing moan, her eyes rolling to the back of her head. Grace landed a kiss in your hair breathing heavily finding her words slowly.
"I.. love you... so.. much." she said as you pulled up from her nipple, with a string of saliva coming up with you.
A/n: No need to fear, part 2 is here. I'm very grateful for the love on part 1, I know 60 notes isn't a lot but it felt great seeing people enjoy something I made. And like if this story does just as well ill be ok with making this a series. Enjoy papichulo! â€ïž
Warnings: J*b, Cussing, Kissing, Age gap, Physical touch, Cheating, Sexual content.
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You woke coils dry, edges Unlaid, and desperate to see Ms. Grace again. The light sunlight beaming through blinds and on to the bed giving the white blanket a orangey-yellow color. Morning was usual you getting ready, drinking coffee, and picking your fro out. Sadly there wasn't a fuck thing in that fridge, besides a jar of pickles (Thanks dad). So a run too the store it was, luckily the store was right next to the your shop so no need for extra walking.
...
Walking into the store wasn't much of anything, there was everything a typical store had besides the random self of birth control. You walked over to the fruit section picking up bananas, apples, and a candy bar. Going up to the counter you noticed the man from yesterday and he noticed to you too. "So it's true that you Dean's baby?"
"Yes sir." you said approaching the cash register counter with a greeting smile.
"Yesterday what was you and my wife discussing? Cause grace swears it was all professional, even though I saw her pulling her dress down."
"Wife!" You thought cause grace never mentioned a husband, and looking further down you saw it. A shiny gold wedding band around his ring finger. The man putting his cigarette out pulled out a photo showing Grace, him, and little girl who had the most neutral expression ever. Grace really was his wife, and man did she look fine as wine in that picture.
"Nice family Mr. Chow, but I really need to head my shop. I promise you sir she needed her dress sewn back together nothing more, nothing less sir."
"If you say so... 27 cents sweetie." Mr. Chow said putting the food in the brown paper bag. You reached in you coin purse pulling out 38 cents hoping the extra 11 cents would aid in your defense, You even waved goodbye to Mr. Bo which in return you got little wave back.
...
As the hours went by you had honestly forgotten about Grace, you had done so much work that you couldn't help but be impressed by yourself. When 8:10-ish rolled around that's when Grace that beautiful, lovable human came strolling in with her makeup nice as ever.
And not empty handed.
"I Got you these my beloved to make up for yesterday." she said putting some chocolate covered strawberries and a bouquet of flowers on the counter. Even handing you the tore up dress.
"Thanks Mrs. Chow." You put lot of emphasis on mrs to let her know you discovered her marriage. Looking down further more you noticed the mark around her ring finger showing that she had removed her wedding band.
"Oh!" Grace let out with a embarrassed look.
"I see you met Bo."
"I didn't know you were a mother either" You said glaring at Grace.
The silence was loud and the tension between you two grew by the second. It wasn't that she didn't tell you it's just the fact you had to find out by her husband and not her.
"are you upset at me sweetie?" Grace started to cup your cheek and pushed the gifts toward you with a soft frown on her face.
"Not really, I just met you yesterday." At this point you were just realizing how much had unfolded with these couple days. Meanwhile Grace seemed relieved at sound of you not being upset.
"I wore my nice lipstick for this moment" Grace was clearly bit more excited to see your saying on her seductive outfit, and her exotic makeup.
"3 dollars to fix your dress" you took the dress setting it down on the workspace, trying to be professional.
"Oh come on flirt back! You know you want to." Grace a bit, all she wanted was your attention on her and her only.
"How can one be so ok with lying and two-faced to their own husband?" As you finished your sentence Grace slowly but smoothly walked behind the counter. She slowly brushed past your ear as if she wanted you to feel how much she wanted you.
And then she whispered.
"I'll show you a better than Bo has showed me in our 18 years of alliance." She gracefully slid her hand up your skirt stopping just before reaching your underwear kissing your neck going up to your cheek leaving lipstick stains all over you.
Grace slowly pulled your underwear down dropping to your ankles, she lowered herself down to her knees eventually disappearing under your skirt. As Grace kissed your soaked thighs you couldn't help but grip the counters due the overstimulation of pleasure. Your mind was everywhere all you wanted was Grace and the fulfillment that came with her. Grace smoothly licked your folds driving you off the edge, As the pleasure be came more and more you couldn't help but wonder if this was what you were always missing out on.
"Don't stop Grace." You moaned through glee of her tongue, It was clear she didn't plan on it Grace wanted to see how hard she could keep it up with you moving her tongue in all the right places and spaces.
As Grace's tongue went inside your seam you felt it. The overcome wave of joy and relief that the slick tongue gave you. Soon the orgasm begin to build up the and you couldn't resist rocking your hips with the movement of Grace's mouth. The grip you had on the countertop tighten with every second, movement, and thought that crossed your thick cranium.
The build up in your body became unbearable as time went on, you knew the orgasm Grace was reaching for was about to come through.
"Grace sweetie I'm nea- near!" And just as those words came out so did the orgasm Grace was counting on. You felt the knot in your tummy release the waves of pleasure that was being held under you. Grace's warm hand rubbed the back of your thighs as you tried to catch your breath from the exquisite time that was just had, she knew that you were right were she wanted and you kew it too.
"did you enjoy my love?" Grace asked coming up leaving a kiss on your temple.
"Yes ma'am."
"'I'll take this token as my reward." she said taking your bundled up panties and putting them in her purse.
"This weekend your mines Y/n." Grace declared while fixing herself up and neatly taking her belongings. Leaving and your puddle in between your legs there to ponder.
I love your sinners grace chow story. Iâm very eager to see part 2 if you plan on making it a series.
I am making part 2, and Iâm still thinking about making it a series. But part 2 should be out around the latest Friday morning and the earliest Thursday. I also wanna say thanks to all the support on part 1, I genuinely appreciate the fact that people enjoyed it and I promise if part 2 does well Iâll make it a series. Have a great day, and I hope this cleared up some confusion! đ
Summary: You are a new comer, fresh out of Tallahassee, and had just turned 20. Youâre here in Mississippi to help your father in his tailor shop, until you mean this flirtatious being.
A/n: Now I know itâs been a while but Iâm glad to be back considering my last post was 2023. But I was scrolling through sinners fics until I realized there are ABSOLUTELY no Grace fanfics and Iâm here to fix that. Enjoy!
Warning!: Age gap, flirting, kissing, cussing, and physical touch/slight mention of sex.
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You pulled in front of your dadâs shop. Tired, Second guessing your life decisions, but most importantly ready to end the day.
The location of where the shop was set wasn't bad up kept dirt roads, along with street sellers. But your reason of your departure from Florida was just outside waiting for you. âDADDY!â You yell running up to him jumping up in his arms. And just like that you were your daddy's little baby gurl, it was like you never left. âHey pumpkin!â Your dad says, catching you in his arms tightly surprisingly well considering his age and gray hairs.
Youâve always been a daddyâs girl, everyone knew down in Tallahassee. Your dad set you back down on your feet,Dad continued on your day showing you how to manage the store, measure people size, estimate when projects will be done, and work the new sewing machines.
âTomorrowâs your first day pumpkin, Iâll be in the next town over⊠Your uncle Don needs me, but for the rest of this day the shops all yours y/n.â
Ecstatic one could say you were, it was your dream to be like your daddy. The pay was good, and you inherited the familyâs great skill of being a tailor.
...
The day continued with you sewing minor rips in clothes, and fixing broken machines until around 8pm aka closing time. As you were just about to get up and flip the sign to âcloseâ.
Until.
came in a woman with just enough Beauty to kill the devil himself.
She had a walk that said "I mean what I say".
A Look like she didn't have to argue she just got what she wanted when she wanted, And oh man that perfect walk she strutted on her way to the checkout counter.
"I need to make a appointment for a tear on my dress."
Man. That voice. Made something in just wanna leap over the counter and do God knows what this woman. And that something just so happen to make you stumble over your own thoughts and words.
It took a few seconds but soon the words flowed out your mouth like your brain was on autopilot.
"yes ma'am what would you like to put a number, or a name on this order."
The only thing running through that thick skull of yours was the thought of how nervous you must look in front of this complete stranger
"Grace.... Grace Chow sweetie."
"damn." you thought to yourself even her name was remarkable so was those lips. Those eyes. And again the star of the show. THAT LEG SHAKING VOICE
"Do you have the dress with you ma'am"
"I'm wearing it. Ripped during my restocking hour at m'shop."
"And where is the tear located."
At this point in the conversation it was miracle you were alive and not on the floor rolling like a toddler throwing a tantrum.
"Near my cleavage."
When saying her words, well these words in particular always had lil bit seductive-ness. The way she traced her fingers around large opened chest cavity caused by the tear.
"Well ma'am I can get that fixed up to you by tomorrow around 12PM how does that sound"
"perfect darling." Grace said with leaning forward on the counter with those perfect arms
That "Darling" damn near had your panties off, and on flagpole swinging.
"I'll assume your the perfect daughter that Mr. Dean likes to mentioned?"
"Oh really." You said with enough volume hoping it would make sound more functional.
"Good to know."
You were so focused of that beautiful being that you forgot about the dress. Well until you try to be a little perv and caught why she was here in the first place.
"I'll take the dress ma'am." The voice crack you let out didn't help this situation at all, and neither did your staring.
"Ready to get me out my clothes that fast sugar plum, no dinner or introduction straight to action and I love it." That finger of hers pulled down on the dress showing more of skin than it should.
"I'm sure you do-" Just be for you got to finish your sentence came in a older gentle men who was clearly unhappy.
"Grace what the fuck are you doing here? I had to lock up both shops! And where that hell is Dean?"
You saw as the color drained from Grace's face and her mouth dropped. "I told you during lunch that I needed to fix my dress, jeez Bo let loose a little!"
To try not escalate the argument and to be nice you let a little wave to the man. And in return you got a look that said "who is you?"
"grace how about we continue this tomorrow have your dress done quick?"
Before Grace got to respond the "Bo" man to her hand leaving the shop with her.
...
That night you laid in your bed tossing and turning she was on your mind like a unpaid late house bill. All you could hope for was to see her tomorrow.
A/n: I hope you enjoyed this potential series, and have a lovely day/night. đ
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