Chapter 1

Dan checked the news on his phone as the driverless taxi took him to work. Through the window he could see multiple protests for various causes. The first group of protesters held signs complaining about the lack of work. The second group were rushing a company that had swindled them out of their pensions. The final protest participants sat silently holding up their red-painted hands.

It matched the news on Dan’s phone. Work wasn’t working for the common people. Interspersed between the protests were the homeless in the alleys, searching the trash for food. He looked away.

If his gaze lingered too long, it felt as if he’d join them. Better to ignore the problems of society than face them.

The taxi came to a stop outside his workplace and Dan stepped out into the rush of his coworkers arriving for work in the same way. One of the benefits of working for a delivery and packaging company was the paid travel. He would have preferred health-care benefits, but he took what he could get.

Dan rushed to clock-in, hoping for a little extra pay. While small, every little bit counted for him. The boss never took issue with it. Workers that wanted to work longer were fine with him. As long as they hit their targets they could come in whenever they wanted.

The long hours broke most people, but he thrived on it. It helped to think of lifting the heavy packages as exercise. He already had a proud, lean-muscled body, making his job easier.

When Dan clocked in, he saw his co-worker, Fred, already putting on his safety shoes. “How do you keep getting here before me?”

Fred flashed Dan a grin. “It’s those driverless cars that are slowing you down.” He tied up his shoe and walked with Dan to the packaging floor, slapping Dan on the back. “The people who make those things are trying to prevent accidents, saving themselves money by not getting sued.”

“And I suppose you’re not worried about safety?”

“Nope! You see, Dan, what I have figured out is the driverless cars always yield to the aggressor.”

“And that’s you. Remind me never to get in a car with you, Mr. Alpha Of The Road.”

“No! Call me, Mr. Road Rage.”

“You know what, I’m going to do that.”

Others around them, who had listened in on their talk, laughed. Fred played up his spotlight by trying to start a cheer, but the others weren’t having any of it. Sighing, Dan went to his side of the conveyor belt that sent him his packages.

Fred would do the easy part, check the integrity of the item, and place it in the box, then Dan would lift or lower it on a mobile rack. Once placed, the rack would take it to another part of the facility for delivery.

While Fred’s job was easier on the back, if he got the inspection wrong, they could dock his pay. A completely unfair practice considering Fred only had seconds to do his inspection. It was a system to divert blame on the little guy.

Other than bathroom and lunch breaks—that they took while standing near the belt—they did little else until near the end of the shift. It was about this time that Fred felt like chatting, retelling the same old stories.

“Why the hell does she want them to go to college, anyway?” Fred complained.

“To ensure their future?” Dan said.

But Fred vigorously shook his head. “No. It’s for the prestige. I mean, it’s not like they will actually get a good job with that piece of paper, anyway. I went to college and look at me now. Am I wearing a tux and sipping wine?”

“OK, OK. You have a point. Still, what else will she do with her time?”

“I don’t know. Something that doesn’t cost me money. You know when I married that woman, she told me she didn’t need fancy things. She was a simple girl. That’s what she said.”

“It’s your own fault for falling for that.”

“Thanks for the support.”

Dan avoided talking with Fred when he got like this. Fred could go on for hours about his expensive family. But it wasn’t just Fred with family issues and money troubles. If he were a less private person, many of his problems could relate to Fred.

Earning the money to support himself and his family was hard at the best of times. But in this economy, it was darn right survival of the fittest.

Fred’s troubles with his wife also forced him to think of his own love life. Dan thought of his girlfriend. He would have to visit her after work no matter how tired he was.

With the shift finally over, Fred stopped talking, and they clocked out. As the workers filed out to leave, the boss asked them all to stay behind for an announcement.

Dan’s stomach churned. Turning to Fred, Dan could see his face had gone pale.

The movement of the workers to gather before the boss was listless. All knew what the boss would say.

The boss stood on a platform that seemed made for the occasion. He had a phone up to his mouth, using some app to amplify his voice. “Everyone, I can see from your faces you know what’s coming so I won’t draw it out.” He sighed before continuing. “We are all being fired. Robotic arms will replace us. Looks like the bastards finally figured out how to make the things so they won’t break the products. As for quality control, with the savings, they will just send the customer a new one right away.”

To Dan’s surprise, there were no jeers or complaints. Only sad silence.

No word of severance. Dan assumed they would get none.

Beside Dan, Fred’s big body shook. Others released silent tears, some held onto the person beside them to prevent them from collapsing.

Over three hundred people worked at this facility. That was three hundred people who would suddenly enter the job market. Three hundred people would compete for the same jobs.

Thinking on it more, Dan figured it was worse than that. The new robotic arms would put thousands out of work, maybe tens of thousands.

They were doomed. Finished.

As Dan listlessly left his former place of work, he feared how he would tell his mother.

The company acted fast. When Dan tried to order a taxi to take him home, he found his benefits revoked. He now had to pay full price for his trips. How foolish of him to expect for the company to have even a fleck of grace.

Instead, he walked to his girlfriend’s house. Visiting her allowed him to avoid breaking the bad news to his poor mother.

Maya greeted Dan with a smile when he arrived. He’d called to tell he was coming over and she dressed for the occasion. Or rather she undressed for it.

In nothing but a lacy baby doll that showed off her light red panties, Maya let him in. The curves of her behind swayed as she went to get him a drink. She knew what she wanted and so did he.

Wasting no time, Dan came up behind her and hugged her close. With Maya’s body tight against him, he ground against her crotch. He cupped a breast and moved aside her hair to kiss along her neck.

Maya shivered against him, pushing her ass into his crotch. She tilted her head up and moaned when he started massaging her chest. He loved the way they filled his hands and how hard her nipples became when he teased them between his fingers.

Dan stopped kissing her neck and looked to the bed. Maya had removed the usual assortment of kinky novels to the floor. It left room for the two of them. That more than anything told him what she wanted from him.

Dan turned her to the bed and shoved her onto it. Maya landed on the covers with a quick cry. She craned her neck back to him, her ass raised and inviting. She grinned a teasing grin, eyes hot with lust.

Quickly, Dan removed his shirt and didn’t bother pulling down his pants. He knew how much she loved seeing his toned upper body. But this evening he wasn’t in the mood to let her run her hands admiringly along his abs. This evening, he wanted to fuck.

Maya must have seen it in his eyes for she put her face to the pillow and shook her curvy ass at him. Growling, Dan joined her on the bed and felt along the fabric of her panties. She shuddered when he poked his fingers between her cleft, the fabric wedging inside her.

“Stop teasing me,” Maya begged, her breath heavy.

“You’re the tease here. You know these are my favorite panties.”

“Then stop ripping them.” Though her face was turned away from him, Dan could feel her grin.

Then, careful not to rip them again, Dan pulled her wet panties to the side and unzipped himself so he could rub the leaking tip of his cock against the wet folds of her pussy. He held her soft curved ass in his hands so her pleasurable squirming didn’t draw her too far away.

Getting impatient, Maya pushed back against him. She may complain about Dan’s teasing but the kinky books on the floor lay as evidence to her true desires. She wanted Dan in control.

Having enough teasing himself, he thrust into her without warning. Most girls had trouble taking him in the first time. But this was far from Maya’s first time with him. If he didn’t leave her apartment with a soaked cock, then she would strive to fix the mistake with haste.

While her lust at times tired him, Dan kept his complaints to himself. Many of his friends had absolutely no luck with the opposite sex. He counted himself fortunate. And blessed with a large cock and the skill to use it.

Dan used his large cock to hammer into her. He had one hand on the small of her back and the other on her thigh, rubbing it up and down, stimulating her further.

Then he used his skill to drive her wild. Removing his hand from her thigh, he moved it to her clit and played with it roughly.

Maya bit into the pillow to prevent from screaming. Her neighbors had complained the last time Dan was here. Dan knew it and used it to play to her fantasies. She wanted to indulge in herself in pleasure while avoiding notice. But the idea of others knowing she was being fucked into the mattress excited her.

Maya shared her excitement with Dan. She squeezed her channel around him, giving as good as she got.

If Dan had the time, he would fuck her until she lay limp on the bed but it had been a long day. Abs flexing and both hands now holding her ass, he pumped deeper into her.