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Melissa and Ellie versus the Control Monsters Part I
I had stayed late Friday night. Molly, one of the more junior team
members had run into trouble and couldn't effectively debug. She's not
the sharpest knife in the drawer, but she puts in the effort, so you
don't mind helping her. Like many others, she has no idea what goes on
behind the pretty face of the slick development environment, which is
fine until one has nasty intermittent bugs to hunt down. A couple of
hours of knowledgeably applied elbow grease got her back on track.
It was almost eight when I got home. I figured the evening was shot,
but to my surprise, there was a message waiting on my machine from
Ellie, of all people. She was her usual brusque self, but there was an
edge to her voice when she said, "Please give me a call." I couldn't
quite put my finger on the emotion her tone conveyed, but it wasn't
happy and it wasn't hostile. Naturally she did not leave a callback
number.
It had been two weeks since I had seen Ellie. When last I called her,
she was aloof and remote. She had the kind of tone your relatives take
when you call and they think you're going to ask them to do something.
I spent the rest of the day wondering what I had done. My first
instinct on hearing the message was to call her back the next day. But
there was that strain in her voice. Maybe I sensed something, or maybe
I just wanted to get to the bottom of it. For whatever reason, I called
her back right away.
When she picked up and I announced myself, she said, "Where were you?"
I was in no mood for the third degree. "I was at work. I just got home
and returned your call right away. Don't make me regret it."
"OK." Her voice had completely shifted. It was slower and the stridency
was gone. It was the tone I had heard on the message. "Have you eaten?"
"No."
"Could you come over? I'll start supper."
I didn't answer right away. I was thinking about her tone. It almost
sounded needy. The very thought made me stop in my tracks. Ellie?
Needy? What the hell could have happened?
Hearing nothing from my end, because I was lost in my thoughts, Ellie
said, "I'll make it worth your while."
"Sold," I replied. "I'll come straight over. I'll change there, OK?"
"Good. Bring something I haven't seen before. Bye." She rang off.
I selected some clothes, shoes and jewelry and packed them with my wig,
makeup and breast forms. I threw in an extra razor just in case.
Thinking that this was either going to be really good or really sucko,
I headed out the door. I stopped along the way to rent a movie.
When I got to Ellie's, she was making pasta in the kitchen. She was
wearing a white shell, a black A-line skirt and black flat Mary Janes.
She put her arms around me and gave me a kiss. I told her I'd come and
help after I got changed. She asked me not to wear makeup or breast
forms. I asked her about my wig and clothes. She said the dress and
high heels were fine, but would prefer no wig. "I want a girlboy
tonight," she continued.
Intrigued, I went to her bedroom and changed. I had brought a black
flower print tank dress. Ordinarily I would wear a jacket or cardigan
over it to cover my arms, but if Ellie wants a "girlboy", I could go
without and be cooler. I figured it would be better to go without hose
as well. I put on my fuchsia pumps with the bows and the 4" heels. I
took one step in my heels and felt better already. I put on a gold
necklace and gold hoop earrings. I tossed my boyclothes in my bag and
headed to the kitchen.
"Oh, baby," Ellie said when she saw me, "you look so pretty. I've got
the meat browned. Can you season the sauce? You're better at this than
I am." I went to work. Sometimes when she walked by she would give me a
feel or rub her ass against mine. She tended the spaghetti. Before long
it was ready and she dumped it into the colander.
"Sweetie," Ellie said, "could you put this in the sauce and dish up for
both of us? I have to go change for you."
I had just got the plates on the table when she came out of the
bedroom. I was in disbelief. Her hair was down loose and looked
incredibly feminine. She was wearing her pearls. Down to the ankles she
was mother naked. On her feet were gold pumps with 5" heels. When she
walked up to me, I put my arms around her. "I think that's my favorite
outfit," I told her. She replied, "Kiss me, you fool." We kissed for a
while, then sat down to eat.
"So what's going on?" I asked her. "Did something go wrong today?"
Ellie made a face as if to say, "I made myself so fuckable for you;
don't spoil it." But after a moment, she answered. "I was told today
that I was passed over for a promotion I had been after for weeks.
Thanks for telling me on Friday so I can stew over it all weekend."
"When you're a manager," I explained, "they actually teach you to do
things like this on Friday so the person you're breaking the bad news
to has the weekend to cool off."
"Well, I'm not cooling off!! They're promoting Andrew the dickless
wonder. Now I'm expected to work for the little simp and like it."
"Ellie, how do you want me to help you?"
"Help me stop thinking about it."
"OK, I can do that. I rented *Shrek 2*. Shall we watch it after
dinner?"
Ellie smiled. "That'd be great. I haven't seen it. I've got popcorn."
She rubbed her magnificent gold pump against my leg. "Perfect!" she
said. "Bare legs. This is going to be great." I watched her nipples get
hard again.
After dinner we cleared the table. As she was bent over loading the
dishwasher, I couldn't resist grabbing her tits and rubbing up against
her bare ass. She pressed back against me; I could feel she liked it,
too.
I went and got the movie and loaded it. I expected her to emerge from
the kitchen with popcorn. Instead, she came out with a bottle of vodka
and two 8-ounce tumblers. This was not going in a direction I wanted.
"Ellie, can we not get trashed tonight? I want you coherent." She made
an exasperated noise, but returned to the kitchen. She called out,
"Soda OK then?"
She returned with the drinks and set them down on the table. She
cuddled up next to me on the couch. Her pumps glowed in the light. The
sight of this beautiful woman wearing nothing but jewelry and fuck-me
pumps was overpowering. I pulled her close and started kissing her. I
ran my fingers through her long, luxurious hair. I took big handfuls of
her firm, luscious breasts. "Honey," she said to me softly, "I need you
to eat me."
I took her right foot in my hand and moved down to it. I held it so the
glorious pump gleamed. I started kissing at the toe and worked my way
around. Then up the back of her calf, around to the inside of her
thigh. I lifted my head to move down, but she said, "If you fitootzle
around with my other shoe, I'm gonna kill you." So instead I went up
for her clit. She was soaking wet. Almost as soon as I started to work
it with my tongue she began to moan. It didn't take long for her to
come. After she was done, she said, "Sweetie, hold me," pulling me up
by one arm.
"Let me get the light," I said. It was a three-way bulb, so I turned it
to dim, so that I could still enjoy the sight of this gorgeous piece of
ass I had next to me. I sat down and she slid next to me. She took an
afghan and threw it over us. And so we watched the movie. I only felt
her up a little.
After the movie, we both stood up, shedding the afghan. We stood and
necked for a while. I was completely enraptured by her, and her tongue
felt so good. Could we make this work between us? I really wanted to.
Yeah, she could turn on me at any moment, but I never imagined her like
this. Ellie in need is a friend, indeed. Sometimes all the planning and
analysis in the world isn't worth a damn; you have to roll up your
sleeves and make it work. Maybe this was one such time. So I said it:
"Ellie, I love you."
In the softest voice I ever heard from her, she replied, "I love you,
too, honey."
She reached her hand up my dress and, moving my panties out of the way,
grabbed me by the dick. "Let's go," she said and she towed me into the
bedroom. When we got to the bed, she climbed on and brought me on, She
pushed my shoulders backwards so that I was laying with my head on a
pillow. Then she lifted the front of my dress, worked my panties down
and proceeded to suck me off. Periodically she would look up to see
what I was looking at. I was enjoying the sight of my girlcock
disappearing into her mouth. She gave me one of the better blowjobs
I've ever had, but I was so overwound by her that it didn't take much
to make me come.
After I'd recovered, she took one of my legs and began to touch my
shoe. "You look so pretty in hot pink pumps with bows," she said. "So
fuckable." She started kissing my shoe, and I could feel the pressure
of her lips on my foot. I brought one of her legs over me, so that she
straddled me. I had a clear shot to her pussy, and began to work my
fingers into it. I kept a steady rhythm going as I enjoyed the feeling
of having her kissing my pump.
When she switched to the other foot, I began to work on her clit more
intensely. Soon she had stopped kissing and started moaning. Suddenly
she pulled both of my feet close to her face as she came.
When she could move again, she swung around to face me. "Sit up,
sweetie," she said. "Let's take your dress off." I lifted my ass and
she pulled the dress out from underneath. Then I sat up and she lifted
the dress over my head and threw it somewhere. She pushed me back down
on the bed. She announced, "I want dick!" as she climbed on top of me.
It was so fantastic being inside of her. I worked my hands over her ass
and upper thighs. Her hair hung down like a curtain around my face,
giving me a feeling that she was my entire universe. Her legs were
outside of mine, and I wrapped my legs around hers. I pushed against
her thighs with the toes of my pumps, which she enjoyed. "I really like
the way the bows feel against my legs," was the one coherent statement
she made during this time. Finally I couldn't hold back any more, and
she came when she felt me fill her. She relaxed on top of me.
Ellie wanted me to stay inside of her, but finally I fell out. She got
up on her knees, saying, "I want you in every way." I smiled at her and
said, "Well, I have a way you haven't thought of." I stood up, at the
same time using one hand to roll her over onto her back. I took
lubricant and smeared it between her breasts. Then I climbed onto her
and fucked her tits. I had her hold them together with her arms. Even
though I had lost my edge from before, she still excited me and soon
enough I came all over her neck and chin. I took a couple tissues and
cleaned her up. She put her pearls in her mouth and cleaned them with
her tongue.
"I'm hot," Ellie said. "You must be, too. How about going into the
kitchen and getting us some water?"
"Why me?"
"Because I love to watch you walk in heels." Well, I love to watch her
walk in heels just as much, but I went with it. I went out to the
kitchen and took the tumblers she had got down earlier. While there, I
had a thought. Ellie seemed to have a little more junk in the trunk
than last time. While in the kitchen, I looked in the freezer. Sure
enough, there were two big tubs of ice cream. Vanilla fudge and
strawberry swirl. Both were seriously depleted. I drew the water and
walked back into the bedroom.
"Sure took you long enough," she said. "A girl could die of thirst."
I took a sip of the water. "If you were in that much of a hurry, you
could have gone." I dipped two fingers in the water and flicked them at
her.
"Yeah?" she said as she dipped her fingers in her glass and flicked
them at me.
"Oops," I said as I sloshed a small amount of water out of my glass
onto her navel. She tossed some back at me. Before long, all the water
was gone and we'd hardly had any to drink. There was water all over the
bed and both of us. "How about getting us more water," she said, "and
maybe we could drink it this time?"
This time I was not distracted by fact-finding missions. I returned
with the water and we drank it. When we were done, I rolled her over
onto her belly, whereupon she got her knees under and assumed the
position. I greased her hole, inserting one, then two fingers. Then I
worked my girlcock in. She wrapped her legs around me and pushed with
her pretty toes. I took her hips in my hands and we began to move
together. It took a while this time, both because I had already come
several times and because I was enjoying it too much to have it end.
But finally her body got to me, and I unloaded. She rested her head on
the bed and I rested on her back.
When I softened and fell out, I went to the bathroom and washed up.
When I returned to the bed, she asked me to take off her shoes. Then
she removed mine. She took my jewelry off and put it on the nightstand.
I did likewise for her. We cuddled together and I was soon asleep.
When I woke the next morning, I was facing her back. She was dead to
the world. I decided to get up and make some breakfast. I put on my
tank dress from yesterday (I still had to shower, so I didn't want to
dirty more clothes) and a pair of black pumps with kitten heels. I went
to the kitchen and began to dig for food.
I had the eggs going when Ellie walked into the kitchen. She was
wearing a robe and black slides with wedge heels. "I thought you were
on your way out," she said. "I woke up to an empty bed." She watched me
build up one side of the pan thick with egg. "You can make omelets? I
can never get them to turn out right. They always break when I flip
them."
"That happens to me sometime, especially when I overstuff them, as I
often do. It doesn't make them less edible. You pile it all on a plate
and eat it anyway."
She poured us juice while I finished. I dished up for both of us and we
carried our meals to the table. As we ate, I could see the wheels going
around in her head. I had a bad feeling about this, but I didn't know
what direction she was going to take. Finally, she said, "So are you
going to stop seeing other people?"
"Yes," I said. "And you?"
"I haven't been seeing other people."
"Answer the question, Claire."
Ellie began to get angry. "Look, I was home by myself all last weekend.
God only knows what you were up to. You never called."
"After the last phone conversation we had, I really didn't want to.
Anyway, that was before last night."
She was on her high horse, and there was no talking her down. "My point
is that I haven't been seeing anyone else. I have been here all by
myself --"
"Sleeping with Ben and Jerry," I interrupted.
Ellie stopped talking at that point and looked away from me. She
finished her eggs and got up from the table. She walked to the bedroom
and slammed the door.
Oh, shit. I looked down at what was left of my breakfast. How many
meals had ended this way in my marriage? How many times had the door
slammed? I really wanted to be done with this kind of life. No way was
I going to re-up for that.
I had finally made the emotional commitment to her, and now it was
turning out like I knew it would. And to top it off, she still hadn't
committed not to see other people.
To be continued...
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