Monica and Archie

Monica and Archie

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Genre: Erotica



Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica


Chapter1 (v.1) - At the Burger Shack

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 30, 2016

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: May 30, 2016



Archie had it all it seemed. He came from average people and made his fortunes from real estate, oil and cattle. He had an elegant home his ex wife had decorated with very expensive furnishings and a seven room 'cabin' on ocean front property with a 30 foot boat docked nearby at an exclusive marina.

He could have much more, including a chauffeur driven limo and a chef, but because of his common roots, he chose a simpler life. He preferred to drive himself in his minivan, the kind one sees everywhere and eat at a diner called 'The Burger Shack'. One day he had finished his lunch there and as he was standing in line to pay his check, a young woman was having trouble finding the money to pay hers. She said to the waitress who was at the register, “I'm sorry, Liz. I don't seem to have enough to pay the check. My friends didn't give me enough for their part.”

He reached around her and handed Liz his debit card. “I'll take care of it, Liz.”

He held the door for her as they exited.

“Who is my rescuer today?”

“Here's my business card.”

She looked at it and said, “Thank you, Archie Stanley. I'm Monica Evans. I'll pay you back. I promise!”

“You needn't bother, Monica. Call it help for a starving student.”

“How did you know?”

“Your faded university tee shirt and the way you scarfed down your burger and fries at lunch gave you away.”

“I see. I guess I wolfed it down pretty quick.”

“There's bakery around the corner that does some nice desserts. I was going there. If you like, we could get a cup of coffee and something sweet. My treat, of course.”

“If you're sure you can still afford it.”

“I'm sure I can. I don't have a greedy wife or girlfriend to drain all my extra money these days.”

“I'd like that, but I'll pay you back someday.”

“When you're rich and famous, I'll accept it. Until then having the chance to spend time with a very pretty girl is thanks enough. “Deal?”


She ordered a large piece of chocolate cake and coffee and then checked her lunch check again and found her roommates had indeed had not left their part. When she finished assessing the bill, she declared, “Am I ever going to give them hell!”

During their chat, he found out her parents had died of the flu when she as in her mid teens and had gone to live with an aunt and uncle in Oregon. They were not well off and could only fulfill only the most basic needs. She hated being that poor and vowed to do better than a subsistence level for herself. She was anticipating graduating the following spring with her bachelors in Art and a minor in design. She was in that part of town three days a week for her part time job at Mary's Art Supply only a couple blocks away.


At the end of their chat, she went back to her apartment and her catty roommates. “How's things with your sugar daddy?” one said.

“Shut the fuck up! He's not my sugar daddy. He helped me out because all of you didn't kick in enough for your part of lunch. I expect your payment soon. I have to pay him back.”

When she was dealing with her roommates, he went to Mary's shop. When Mary saw him, she said,”Archie, I'm glad you're here.” She handed him a sealed envelope. “Here's the last payment on my loan.”

“Thanks. I'll make sure Grace get's it. I didn't come here to collect the rent though. I'd like a few tubes of your acrylic paints. He chose black, grey, yellow, orange, and a slightly deep red. “That should do it. Put this on my account?”

“Of course. Whatcha doing with them?”

“Trying to finish a painting I started long ago. I met one of your employees this afternoon at lunch and it got to thinking about it again.”

“What's her name?”

“Monica Evans.”

“She's a sweet girl and a good employee and artist.”

“What can you tell me about her? I mean, she didn't seem like she had two extra nickels to rub together.”

“That would be about right.”

Did you know my company gives loans to college students?”

“No. I'll tell her.”

“I'll have Grace get the process started and send you some money.”

At the office he handed Grace the receipt for the paint and said, “We seem to have a college student in need. Get the forms out. She may be coming around soon.”

In his office he made a call. A new secretary picked up. “Hello, Diane West, Investigators.”

“This is Archie Stanley. I'd like to speak to Diane, please.” She put him right through.

“Hey, Archie. What's up?”

“I met a young woman today and she seems to be a student in need of some financial help. I would like you to look into her situation.

“Tell me what you know about her.”

“Her name's Monica Evans, she a senior art major, about five foot five, brunette and she works at Mary's Art Supply part time. That's about it.”

“Not much, but I have someone at the college who can help out. “Give me a couple days. I'll consider it urgent.”

“Great, Diane and thanks.”

The next day, he made his way to the Burger Shack and saw Monica staring at the menu in the window.

“What looks good today, Monica?”

She was a bit startled by his voice. “Everything. Just everything.”

“I came here for lunch. Will you join me?”

“I'd like to, but I feel like I'm taking advantage of your generosity.”

“Not at all. Lunch with a pretty lady will make my day. Let's go in.”

Her next day after work, she as able to repay him. She saw a flashing sign on the building that read:

'Argyle Restaurant Fine Dining'

She found the directory beside the elevator. She saw Archie's office was on the second floor. Grace was at her desk.

“Hi, Grace. I'm Monica Sanders. Archie Stanley helped me with my lunch bill a few days ago. I'm here to repay him.”

Grace called him on the intercom, “Archie, there's a young lady here to see you. She says her name is Monica Sanders.”

“Tell her I'll be a minute. I have to finish this call. Ask her if she wants to join us for lunch.”

“You heard him, Monica. How about it?”

“Okay, but I don't see how he can afford to take me to lunch so often.”

“Trust me, he can afford it.”

“What can you tell me about him?”

“What do you know about him? We don't need to plow that ground a second time.”

“He seems generous, gentlemanly, chivalrous and he's, well, likable. I like him. He may not be every woman's idea of handsome, but he is to me.”

“You've got him pegged pretty well.”

He came out. “Here I am. Are you going with us Monica?”

Grace answered, “I convinced her.”

“I've got a small bit of business with Grace to take care. Will you wait be the elevator for us, Monica?”

“Of course.”

“Grace, we need to get the intercom fixed. I heard everything you and Monica said and thank you for what you said and didn't say. It's good to hear she's not another gold digger.”


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