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I was working in my office pod after breakfast, catching up on the inevitable paperwork that accumulated while I was on my Earth mission, when I heard the door slide open and looked up. Yoo Jin was leading Anne into the pod with an arm around her waist. Yoo Jin said, "Anne and Frank are scheduled to transfer over to the 'Northern Lights' early this evening. When they get there, they are going into the medtubes first thing to have their bodies be reshaped into the form that she and Frank have decided." Yoo Jin looked into Anne's eyes and smiled. "Anne has taken my advice on her new appearance. She's going to be a knockout!" She pulled Anne into a kiss that was more than sisterly. As they broke the kiss, Yoo Jin said, "Anyway, she didn't want to wait until the last minute to say goodbye." Yoo Jin lightly kissed Anne again and, winking at me, turned and left.

Anne had adapted to Confederacy culture as quickly as anyone that I had ever met. It was her appearance, nude and aroused, at a pow-wow I was having with her husband Frank that pushed Frank over the edge into embracing the Confederacy and becoming Anne's sponsor.

I realized that, after this afternoon, I wouldn't see Anne and Frank for a few months while they and their son, Obie, were in slow transit, and that this was the last time I would see her as the 40-year-old woman I had known for many years. I looked at Anne through fresh eyes. She was wearing what I recognized as one of Ruth's creations, a multileveled pink concubine's shift that floated like a cloud around her. When she moved it clung to her body like paint, concealing, while displaying, every inch of her flesh. As she shifted her weight, I could see the slight sway of her breasts, the swell of her belly, and the small raised area where her pubic hair pressed against the bottom hem of the cloth.

I first met Anne oat a church youth camp. She was a member of the Fellowship youth group in the neighboring town. She was bright, breezy, athletic, and seemed to be fearless. But somewhere in her eyes I saw a sadness that made me want to protect and comfort her. She was years younger than me, but her presence outshone all the other girls. Of course the two alpha males in our group, me and Frank, zeroed in on her within minutes. After several months of her dating one or the other of us, Frank won. I lost. I was best man at their wedding. And congratulating her on that day was the first and last time that I had ever kissed Anne.

I felt the old surge of attraction. "Wow, Anne. You look spectacular in that frock. You look better now than when we were dating." She blushed and curtsied, her pubes making a brief appearance when the shift floated in place while her hips dipped. Then, with a private smile, she reached behind her neck with one hand and released a fastener, causing the frock to slowly, slowly drift down, gradually revealing her soft, slightly sagging breasts, stretched-marked belly, hips, and furry sex. The fabric pooled at her small, perfectly-formed feet. Her body was still trim and athletic, but it did show the wear of four decades and a childbirth.

"How do I look out of the frock, Lieutenant Stewart?"

Maybe it's my sense of the perverse, but when you are surrounded by people who all look like they are in their late teens, the appearance of a middle-aged woman seems exotic. It grabs your attention. The soft, slight sag of her breasts and her ass, the way her nipples had that baby-chewed-on look, the tiny smile lines crinkling at the corner of her eyes, all together let you know that this is a woman with experience, a woman who has ridden out the hardships that come with life, a woman who knows how to satisfy a man. I had seen her nude only once before, two days earlier, when she had returned to the room with Ruth and Yoo Jin; all three of them wearing the self-satisfied smiles of cats that owned a canary farm.

Much as I wanted her, I didn't want to back-door my best friend. I gulped. "Uh, Anne, where's Frank?"

Anne's smile changed from friendly to beguiling. I felt that smile all the way down to my balls. She stepped out of the pool of fabric around her feet and started to slowly walk to where I was sitting. "Frank is in our pod, Richard, sleep-learning about Confederacy medical technology," she said. "He knows I'm here, and he knows what I'm doing. We talked about it all last night. We all three know that you have found me attractive since we first met. We all three know that you would never do anything to hurt Frank or me by showing unwanted attention. But this is a new world, isn't it? Everything has changed."

She stepped in front of me and perched herself on the edge of my desk so that her breasts were right in front of my eyes. My eyes involuntarily locked onto her nipples. My mouth watered, but I kept my hands to myself. Reaching down, she caressed my face, drawing her fingers along my jaw line. Her touch was intimate; electricity seemed to flow from her touch, and it sparked a response deep inside me. "As you explained to us, I'm no longer Frank's wife. I'm his concubine, his toy, and within days he's going to have several more toys. So all last night I begged him so sweetly, and we did such naughty things, that he gave in and let me see you one last time before we left." From her hand, touching my face, rose her scent, a light melon and floral aroma, mixed with the scent of her womanly flesh. Circuit breakers started tripping in my head.

She drew my chin up, so that I looked over the swell of her breasts into her eyes. I wanted those breasts; I longed for those eyes. "I need to thank you, Richard, for getting Obie and me away from those horrible Earth First people. I know that they would have killed both of us if you hadn't walked into that awful house." I started to reply, but she put her fingers to my lips, shushing me. "But it's much more than that. I need to thank you for giving me and Frank a new life, away from the destruction that's coming, where I'll be able to give him many, many more children, and for saving Obie and Consuela, so that I'll get to hold and love my many grandchildren."

I took a difficult breath. "Anne, you said thank you right after I got out of the medtube."

She took my hand and pressed it, palm first, to her breast. A thrill shot through me. I couldn't help but enjoy the heat of the soft, yielding flesh under my fingers. Quite without my conscious will, my hand began rolling her hardening nipple between my thumb and forefinger. "Oh," she whispered, "That feels so right. I've wanted that touch since we first went to that drive-in movie in your dad's car, but you were so straight-laced."

"I want to..." she started, "No. I need to say 'thank you' in a more personal way." She took the hand that had been having a holiday at her breast and pushed it down to her sex, spreading her legs slightly to give it easy access. My fingers combed through her curly pubes and came to rest on her hot, moist vulva. She sucked in a breath through clenched teeth.

"I'm a concubine, Richard. Yesterday Ruth and Yoo Jin sat with me and we watched the concubine training videos. When the videos got too intense, they paused them and ... comforted me." Anne blushed from the tops of her womanly breasts to the roots of her hair. "I no longer am allowed any shame, Richard. I don't own anything, not even my body. I don't have anything I can give you, Richard, to repay you for what you and your family have done. So I begged sweet Frank to loan this old body to you."

Again, without conscious volition, my fingers started stroking her slippery and swelling labia. She closed her eyes for a moment as she involuntarily spread her legs wider. The scent of her arousal mixed with her perfume and pretty much shut down the 'good judgement' lobe of my brain. She took my face into her hands and leaned down. Her blue eyes, the blue eyes that had filled my dreams for all of 10th grade, swelled and filled my vision. Anne placed her lips on mine and started a deep, slow, totally involving kiss. It was a kiss that caught my entire being. I lost track of where I was, what was happening, and what would happen next. There was, in the whole universe, only that kiss.

After an eternity, she broke the kiss and my head slowed in it's spinning. She slid off the desk to kneel between my legs. "Master," she said in a little-girl voice, "this little whore-girl begs to suck your big, hard cock." Her electrically-charged hands stroked the lump in my pajama pants, then skillfully opened the fly and pulled my erect cock free. Her eyes widened at the handful that the girls had talked me into getting the last time I was in the medtube. "Oh, Master! I've never dreamed of having something so big and beautiful in me!"

"I'm sure that you set Frank up with his own new specifications." I said.

"But that's tomorrow, Master. I've never in my life seen a man so big and strong as you! When I think of how you left the people who you love to walk into danger for me, how you fought those horrible men for me, and almost died for me..." Tears were running down her cheeks. "I want you to take everything from me, have everything I can give you..." She parted her lips and started to take me into her mouth. Her tears fell on my belly as she tried her best to give me a blow job.

In the last few years I had become a fan of blow jobs, and my concubines all had studied and practiced their technique. I say this not to dismiss Anne's efforts, I was very moved by her gesture, but to say that I think that she was enjoying it more than me. I think that the confluence of acting out her gratitude by giving me what she saw as her most precious belonging (her chastity) and her acting out a secret fantasy (being slave girl to a warrior) added together to make the smell of my sex scent and the taste of my pre-come the most exquisitely sexual event, so far, of her new concubine life. "So young," I thought, "so naive."

I must admit that I was enjoying being sexually serviced from a girl that I had masturbated about all through high school, one that had always been out of my reach. I reached out and gently stoked the blond helmet of her hair as her head bobbed up and down and her tongue lapped at the underside of my cock. After a moment I released the waist fasteners of my pants, lifted my ass, and slipped them away. Anne responded by cupping my balls with her hands.

After a few minutes she pulled her mouth off my cock and started rubbing its head against her cheek. This actually felt much better than than her inexpert attempt. She slid the head of my cock from one cheek, across her mouth, to her other cheek. I felt the tightening in my balls that announced my coming ejaculation. Her breath started coming deeper and faster. I looked down and saw that she had one hand holding my cock and one hand buried between her legs. My cock erupted, spraying hot semen across her checks and into her open mouth. Her breath caught and she let out a moan. "Oh Master! You make me so wicked! I can't stop myself from c ... c ... coming!" Her breath blew out explosively, her body twitched and she lost her grip in the base of my cock.

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"I'm just being stupid aren't I, Ol'Jack? Lot lizards come and go and I'm too old to think a young woman like her would have feelings for an old goat like me. It's just you and I again. I'm sure you were ready to have all of your space back in the truck. Hell that sleeper is barely big enough for one man, let alone an old trucker, a hitchhiker and a dog, don't ya think" he said to his long time best friend. Ol'Jack let out a whine and rest his head on the passenger seat where...

Serenas Goodbye

Prologue Serena sat quietly, her hand on the book she had just finished. ‘He doesn’t love me anymore, I guess. He wants to be with A-ko, his goddess. Not me.’ She starts to cry in silence, her tears soaking the pages of his journal, the last one he’d left her before he’d flown off to be with A-ko, his ex- and future wife. She laughed at herself softly through her tears, remembering how young she was and how long she’d been by herself. ‘I guess….they were meant to be together. He wasn’t...

Dont Say Goodbye

It was Monday, September 20th, and as usual, it was a school day. Rebecca and I walked to school together, with Kenny trailing behind us. The Twins had remained behind to smoke a cigarette and God only knew where Nicole was. By eight o’clock, nearly all students had arrived at school. The guys were fooling around and someone bumped Kenny into me, knocking us both into a big mud puddle! I screamed when the water hit me. Laughter roared around us. Kenny lifted himself up on his hands and looked...

Chapter 15 Tiff And Tat Lovers Spats Trophy Ring Thanks Now Goodbye

Enrico, being married, could only see me on the sly, which suited me.Enrico worked all over Silicon Valley, fixing equipment. He told me who was hiring and paying more. I left Nortec and flipped companies with a raise.Before cell phones, we tried CB radio communication. My handle was Cobra and his Supini. The problem with CB was it broadcast to the crowd. We set up a meeting at a coffee shop by CB and a few more males than Enrico showed up. If we’d had CB broadcast a meeting at a motel, it...

Chapter 13 Edwards Upscale World Impossible Love And Goodbye

Tuesday and Thursday noon times at Edward’s were rushed. Past the apartment door, he displayed his latest branding item, attire or jewelry. After putting it on, he undressed me but retained on me the newest acquisition, then took me in a fury. Finished, we snacked, I redressed, then rushed home to greet the kids as they returned from school. It was short-time branding, a quickie and return to mom and wife. Usually, the new acquisition stayed behind in his apartment closet or dresser, parts of...

Aint No Way to Say Goodbye

It was her Scots accent, always the accent, that brought his heart out of its pits of sorrow. That and the passionate way Elspeth gently corrected him when he called it a Scottish accent. "I'd prefer Scots if you don't mind, Pops. I'll grant you that Scottish is proper enough, I suppose. Still...," and then she paused and smiled. That always lasting smile from the love of his life. The true, unquenchable, without price, love that met him as he was walking his lonely path.It started as a...

Silent Goodbye

In the dead of the night, I come to you. No words are spoken between us but I can read your body language. The look in your eyes is saying that you want to make love to me. Our lips meet when we embrace. Your hands caressing my face and neck. Your tongue tasting my lips. Your hands softly gliding down my arms to interlock your fingers with mine. You gaze deeply in to my eyes. Still no words are spoken. As we embrace once more, I hear your breath in my ear. I feel your soft passionate lips on my...

Kiss Me Goodbye

This is a repost and rewrite of a story that I pulled a year ago for publication. Though the story itself is fiction, the two girls are very real from my past… Kirk We choose it, win or lose it, Love is never quite the same… It was mid December 1973 and Lisa was just finishing her chorus class. She transferred into Washington High around Thanksgiving holiday after she and her Mother moved from Ohio. She and her new friend Denise were hurrying back to their lockers as chorus was the last...

We Say Goodbye

Liz was perfect of mind and body. She stood a beautiful five and a half feet tall with brown eyes and hair and a dark complexion. She appeared to be tanned all of the time. She had perfectly flat stomach and a pair of monster boobs, as well as, an equally massive ass which led into womanly legs. You know, legs with substance, not fat but not toothpicks either. And smart, oh my yes, she was a straight A student. If Liz had a flaw it was, believe it or not, lack of self confidence. Which may...

The Last Wave Goodbye

(Author’s note: This story is an official entry into the 2013 Literotica Summer Lovin’ contest. If you enjoy this little romantic tale, please make sure to vote and leave a comment if you wish. I also urge you to read all the other contest submissions, there is a lot of great talent on this site.) * * * * Heartbreak had faded, pain had ebbed. What had been the worst tragedy anyone could be asked to endure was behind me now, after more than two years. What lingered was the loneliness. And that...

A Memory A Dream A Goodbye

I wake with a start, did I feel someone touch me, and is someone in my room? Is someone watching me as I sleep? I lay still breathing softly, waiting to see if there is movement or if I can hear a sound. I see in the shadows, is that movement? I catch my breath, listening, waiting and watching. I call out, ‘Who’s there. ‘ I wait for a response… nothing. No one is there, but the wind blowing, blowing against the house, blowing against the window, causing a stir in the curtains. In slow motion...

A Final Goodbye

I was in the bedroom, packing up my late wife’s clothing, when I heard a loud *BANG* from the front driveway. I hurried down the stairs, and as I opened the front door, I was nearly struck by a small delicate fist poised to knock. The fist was attached to a lovely young woman. She stood about 5’4′ tall with shoulder length brown hair, brown eyes, a small nose, and pink lips forming an O of surprise. She was slightly built, thin, but strong. I guessed her size to be about 34-30-35. Her breasts...

A Lustful Goodbye

A full moon glistens over the snow covered ground as it lights our way. Returning from a long crisp walk, the only sounds we hear are out hearts beating as the snow falls down around us. Seeing the muted lights of our house in the distance, my mind begins to wander. Wondering what the rest of the night has in store for us, knowing that this is the last night we will be together for a very long and lonely week. Lost in my thoughts, your touch startles me as you slip your arm around my waist...

Last Goodbye

I strained my eyes to peer through the windshield of my car as I made my way slowly along the treacherously slippery road. Every few moments I could feel the car slide from side to side and my heart would jump before regaining control once again. My field of view extended only a few yards beyond the hood of my car and my visibility was severely hampered by the endless stream of snow blasting against my windshield. My body was tensed and my hands gripped the steering wheel tightly enough to...

Erica The Best Way To Say Goodbye

I’ve long fancied Erica, ever since I saw her dropping off her children at school a few years ago. She’s in her 40’s and we’ve often met since and socialised occasionally, politely kissing on the cheeks. I saw her on Thursday at the Rugby Club. She was wearing a white sweat shirt and skin tight leggings! We meet at the Rugby Club by chance in the middle of the training pitch. I slip my arm around her slim waist and we kiss politely on the cheeks as usual. We talk briefly – she’s moving to NZ...

A final goodbye

It was about midday when Jason pulled up in his car in a car park just outside of town. He and Amy had agreed to meet up and trade back items that were left at each others houses after the break up. He took his phone out of his pocket and began to text to tell her he had arrived. Half way through the text there was a tap at the window, Jason turned to see Amy, her beautiful fair skin (which she wasn’t keen on but was in fact one of his favourite things about her) and her green eyes looking at...

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