Trading my Body for Sex
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Dinner at the Cooper's was a real treat. Her family obviously knew that I was screwing Jessica, and didn't mind. Her younger sisters were out at a friend's and so I was able to sleep with her in her own bed that night. We sixty-nined for a while then just made slow, dreamy love. When I woke up the next morning Jessica was rubbing my erection and kissing my shoulder.
"Is someone still horny this morning dear?"
"You had better believe it Robert. How do people who have sex for the first time keep away from each other afterwards? I can't get enough of it now. All four of you treat me like a queen and make me feel so good I can't seem to wait till I have a chance at you again."
"Most people don't have it so good the first time. Most guys don't know what they are doing and it is rarely very good for either participant. We all learned together, but without the pressure usually associated with first times. I knew Regina wanted it and that we were safe from interference so I was able to devote myself to making her feel good. I'm sure that Mark felt the same with you and did everything he could to make you happy."
"Yes, he did. But why am I not happy with just him? I was so turned on yesterday with Karen and Paul. Am I a slut Robert?"
"No dear, you are not a slut. We all agreed that within our group there was to be no jealousy. As long as the only men or women you have sex with are within our select few, then you are not cheating on anyone and you are not a slut. We all love you and want you to enjoy yourself with us, as long as you do then everyone will be happy."
"Does that mean that I can climb onto this and have a good time?"
"Be my guest dear, be my guest."
With that she did and proceeded to bounce both of us to a resounding crash. No sooner had she stopped and collapsed onto my chest than there was a knock on her door.
"Hey kids, I hate to interrupt you, but Sheri called and everyone is going to the beach today. Do you want to go?"
We looked at each other and nodded. "Yes mom, we would like to. Tell Sheri we'll be there soon."
"Okay dear, I'll tell her."
The beach was a lot of fun. There was no outright sex, but that didn't keep several hands from going places they really shouldn't in public. The Idle twins were there and I was able to ascertain that neither one padded their bra and was able to kiss each of them. There is just something super sexy about sliding wet bodies barely covered in bikinis against each other. Jessica gave me a hand job under water and I did the same for her and for Marsha as well.
I took Jessica home afterwards and as we kissed goodnight my weekend with her was over and I belonged to Regina again.
I got to school Monday morning to see Regina waiting for me at the front door. As I walked up she ran to me and jumped into my arms squealing like a little girl.
"Kiss me you goof, god I missed you so much."
"But Reggie dear, I was right next to you most of the weekend. Didn't Jimmy keep you entertained?"
"Yes he did, but he is just not you. He was so afraid that he was going to hurt me that he didn't put everything into it. I like being with him, but I like you better. Now kiss me before I change my mind."
"Yes dear."
So I did, and a few minutes later Karen slapped my back and told us we had better hurry or we would be late for class.
As we walked to class Regina quizzed me about my time with Jessica. She also asked if I had liked it when my sister and Paul had joined us.
"Did your sister's pussy feel as good as you thought it would Robert?"
"It was great. The whole situation was so exciting I couldn't believe it. Did you get into any shenanigans my dear?"
"Believe it or not, my mom and I double dated with Jimmy and his dad and we could hear them in the other room when they made love. I thought I was going to break Jimmy's dick in half I was so excited. I offered to trade with them the next night but Jimmy thought it would be too weird, so we just shared a room and fucked right next to them. Talk about exciting."
"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself dear. We'll talk about it more at lunch. See you then."
I kissed her lightly and went on to class.
My mind wasn't on school. I spent most of the morning trying to figure out why I wasn't jealous. One of my friends had fucked my girl, and I had fucked his, and I was just glad that everyone had a good time. This didn't seem natural to me.
At lunch I asked Mark if he felt the same way I did. After all, I had fucked his girl friend over the weekend and he had every right to hate me. Did he?
"No Robert, I don't hate you. Jessica gave me a big kiss this morning and said that you were great, but she missed me. You treated her well, and did nothing that she didn't want you to. As long as she is happy, so am I."
"I'm glad you feel that way Mark. I do too, but it seems strange somehow. I feel like I should resent Jimmy, but I don't. He treated Regina exactly the way she wanted to be treated and I thank him for it. If we are typical of the group, then I think that this can work. We can explore our sexual natures without any hurt feelings."
Regina and Sheri walked up then and gave us both hugs.
"What are you two doing looking so serious? Is there something we should be worried about?"
"No Sheri, there is nothing to worry about, which is what we were discussing. How strange it was that we felt no jealousy or animosity toward our friends. We love them just as much as we did before, maybe more."
"I know what you mean. If Karen and Jessica had slept with my boyfriend last year I would have pitched a screaming fit. Now I'm just glad that they had fun. I am a little jealous that everyone else got to share with someone, while Mark and I had to do with just each other, but then again, maybe I'm not."
Saying this she reached over and brushed Mark's cheek causing him to blush just as the rest of the gang reached our table.
"Hands off hussy," Jessica said while trying hard not to laugh. "He's mine again this week. You get back to your own man or we might have to turn him over to the twins and make you share with the rest of us."
We all laughed at this and sat down to lunch. We spent the time discussing our weekends and our impressions of the situation. Everyone seemed in agreement that nothing had changed except the depth of our involvement.
We had also gotten two more requests to play at parties in the next month. Both would pay decent for a beginning band and should get us more exposure.
As we were breaking up from lunch we saw the police arrive, and shortly Billy Everside and the four cronies who had been at Denny's were led out in handcuffs. This made an already good day get even better.
The Principle called me in after fifth hour to say that since I had decided to ignore his order not to associate with Everside, I was going to be suspended.
I politely asked to use his phone and called dad's lawyer. Dad and I had discussed this at some length after the incident Friday night, and this had been our strategy. As soon as the lawyer answered the phone, I explained the situation to him and handed the phone to the Principle.
I only heard one side of the conversation, but it was a goody. Mr. Copeland looked like he had been pole axed. All he could do was stutter and stammer. After a few minutes he put the handset down and looked at me.
"You can go Robert, and forget about the suspension."
I didn't even smile as I walked out. Not until I got into the hallway anyway. Then my face almost split open.
I told Regina all about it as I drove her home.
She congratulated me on being so cool and calm.
"Robert, my period is due to start tomorrow and I want to have you inside me once more before then. Please come in and make love to me."
This was not an offer I could refuse. I took her up to her room and proceeded to make love to her. There was a lot of rubbing and hugging and of course a lot of kissing. She wouldn't let me at her pussy with my mouth, so I tried to do like I had done the first time we screwed. I was watching and feeling her excitement and trying to pace myself to get her to reach a very high plateau before she came. It seemed to work even though she didn't pass out. Her scream as she came was very loud and I worried that the neighbors might complain. I came just after she did but without the vocal accompaniment. I rested with my dick inside her velvet sheath and could feel it rising to its apex again.
Just then her mother looked in the door.
"Are you alright baby? The mean old boy didn't fuck you to death did he?"
"Not quite momma. But he most definitely used me up for a while."
"Can I help dear?"
"Sure mom, come on in and join us."
Beth came on into the room, shedding clothes on the way to the bed.
"Do you like me Robert?"
"I sure do Beth. You are very lovely."
"Thank you dear boy. Would you be willing to do something for me? How would you like to try anal? I want to try, but I'm afraid to do it with Bill. He is just a little too large for a first time to be comfortable. You look to be just right."
Regina and her mother had been playing with me while Beth was talking and that statement did the trick and I was very rapidly getting hard again.
I was a little stunned, but what the hell. Beth was still a very beautiful woman and I had wanted to try anal at some point, so why not now.
I rolled away from Regina and Beth slid into my arms and started kissing and caressing me, getting me steadily harder and harder till I thought I might burst.
"Get the lube out of the bathroom please Regina."
"Sure thing mom. This I have got to see."
As Regina brought the lube back she squirted some into her hand and reached in between us to put it on my cock. She then reached behind Beth to thoroughly fill her mother's asshole with petroleum jelly.
Beth then turned until all I could see was her plump ass. She bent down and reached behind herself to use both hands to spread her cheeks.
I was almost in a daze as I moved up to take my position with the head of my dick pointed directly at her anus.
Regina grabbed hold of me and steered me into place. I leaned forward and applied pressure at her rosebud until the head slipped in. I paused then to allow her to accustom herself to the intrusion.
"Go ahead Robert. Push it in slowly. I want it all.
As I felt her sphincter relax I pushed harder then pulled back a bit and repeated the motion until my belly was snug against her ass. The feeling of her rectum trying to reject my meat injection was intense. I began to move, more to make it last than anything else.
"That's it Robert, fuck my ass. Give me all you've got big boy. Fill me with your come.
I felt something down below, and then realized that Regina was fondling my balls while she strummed her mother's clit.
I pulled out and then slowly pushed back in. It didn't take long before I was using full strokes and speeding up. Beth kept talking the whole time telling me to fuck her ass, fuck her like I meant it. Regina was busy with her hands and kissing my nipples.
I thought that I was doing very well at holding back my climax. Beth was working up to a very large orgasm and I was trying to hold out till she was ready; then I looked down at Regina beside us. She was so sexy playing with her mother's tits and clit and when I looked down at her I saw my come, tinged with pink, running down the inside of her thighs. That was just too much; I exploded with no warning into Beth. As she felt my seed burst out into her bowels she went over the peak. Her anal sphincter closed down on my dick with a vengeance. This was all right with me because I was pressing myself into her ass and I think I must have bellowed my release.
We fell onto our sides and lay there breathing hard. Regina climbed on top of us and tried to envelope us all in a group hug.
"That was so neat. I get to try that this weekend Robert. You have to fuck my ass while I'm on my period."
"I'll be glad to dear. You might want to go to the bathroom and clean up now though. Have you noticed what is running out of your pussy?"
Regina glanced down and suddenly grabbed her crotch and ran to the bathroom.
"Would you like to clean up as well dear?" Beth asked me.
"I can wait till Regina is done." I said.
"There is no need to wait, we can go to my room and clean up together. Would you like to take a shower with me Robert?"
"Why don't we ask Regina to join us? That sounds like even more fun."
"You thoughtful boy; you don't want her to get jealous do you?"
"It's not that, I just want to have two beautiful women in the shower with me."
"You do say the sweetest things. Let's see if she is amenable."
Sharing a shower with Regina and Beth has to sit up there with my top favorite things. It was almost better than sex, not quite but almost.
After we all had our fun, it was time to go home and try to study.
While I was looking up some things on the Internet Karen came into my room from the connecting bath.
"Hello Robert. Did you enjoy yourself at Regina's tonight?"
"I always enjoy myself at Regina's. Why do you ask?"
"No real reason. I just want to talk to you for a bit."
"What about sis? Is there a problem?"
"I don't know Rob. After we left Saturday I started feeling a little strange. I had just fucked my brother and eaten out one of my friends. I expected to feel sick or embarrassed, but I didn't. I wondered what was wrong with me."
"There is nothing wrong with you sis. You are just starting to explore your sexual nature and it takes a little getting used to. If it helps any, I felt real strange sliding into you after Paul had just been there. I couldn't believe how good you felt. I expected that Paul would have stretched you till you wouldn't feel me, but you seemed to not notice the difference."
"Oh, I felt the difference. Paul feels really great with his large size, but you just seem to fit right. I was actually more excited with you in me. Maybe because of the forbidden factor, I don't know."
"Well whatever the reason, it was very exciting to watch you and Jessica go at it. It was also a very loving experience that I want to do again. Having all four of us together and sharing was special."
About then the phone rang and mom yelled that it was for Karen.
I went back to my homework for a while and then on to bed.
Tuesday morning Karen sat next to me at breakfast.
"You naughty little boy. You didn't tell me that you nailed Beth's ass last night."
"I don't exactly talk about these things sis. If Regina wants to tell you, that's fine, but I don't talk about it."
"God that is so sexy. I can't wait for you to do that to me. I hadn't really thought about anal till Regina told me about it, now it makes my blood boil."
"Well why don't you let Jimmy in on it then?"
"No way he or the other guys are going to be first there Rob. They are too big for that. You get to pop all the ass cherries. I'm sure that Jimmy will get his chance, but not until you have paved the way."
That certainly gave me something to think about.
Regina and I didn't do much during the week. We sat in her living room doing homework Tuesday and Wednesday after school and Thursday night we watched a movie with Karen and Jimmy at my place but there was no sex except for some petting in my room Thursday night where we could hear Jimmy giving Karen a good seeing to through the bathroom doors. Karen and I had gotten very lax about modesty and I couldn't remember the last time we closed those doors. We saw each other naked all the time now and thought nothing of it.
I had a date with Regina Friday night to see a new movie with maybe Denny's afterward. When I got to her door she met me with Marsha Idle standing behind her.
"Hi Robert, you get to date two for the price of one tonight. Marsha is going with us."
"Ok." What else could I say?
It was very strange sitting in the theater with a girl on each side and having both of them with a hand in my lap. I was trying to be equal with my attentions to each girl, but of course Marsha was the one who I had not had any attention from before so I seemed to take a little more time with her. She seemed to welcome my attentions, but I was hesitant to push too hard.
After the movie the three of us went to my house for evening snacks and conversation. We even played a game of sorry with the new rule that whoever got jumped had to kiss the jumper. This was very exciting when Marsh jumped Regina.
"Why are you here Marsha? I know what you told me in school, but that doesn't translate to you coming along on a date with us. Why are you really here?"
"My sister and I reevaluated our dating policies Robert. We turned down both you and Jimmy and several other guys because we didn't want to get involved with boys whom we might fall for. We knew that we would not be allowed a romance with anyone at our school because none of you are Mormon. Any entanglement we got into here would have to stop when we went away to college. Our parents wouldn't have it any other way, so we decided to just date guys we couldn't fall in love with. I'm sorry if that hurt your feelings Robert, but I could have easily fallen for you so I couldn't date you."
"So what is different now? Why can you date us now?"
Regina spoke up then. "Because they are tired of fighting their dates off the same way we were Robert. They want to be cared for as themselves and not as a hole to drill. They want to know what it feels like to date a guy who cares. They want to be able to distinguish between lust and love so that when they do start dating for marriage they won't get hurt. They know now that falling in love is not a bad thing, and that as long as everyone knows that it may not last, it can be fun. But the biggest thing is that they want to be treated like they matter, the way you treat me."
"Ok then. As long as you know that I love Regina and will not leave her, I will try to make you feel cared for. SORRY, it's your turn for a kiss."
I proceeded to give Marsha the best kiss I could. For a few minutes that seemed to stretch into hours she was all there was in the world. I tried my best to memorize her lips and then her teeth and tongue to the molecular level. I felt her move onto my lap and peripherally I sensed Regina massaging Marsha's tits. When we came up for air I had a raging hardon and Marsha's blouse was undone exposing her braless tits. They were superb.
Marsha and Marilyn were identical twins. They stood about 5'10" and were very fit and trim, but not skinny. Both competed in athletics, Marsha at volleyball and track and field, Marilyn at tennis and basketball. It was a bit odd that they never competed with each other. Their faces were kind of squarish with even, attractive features. They would probably not be models, but they were beautiful all the same.
Marsha's breasts were high and round with very pink nipples, which were very hard just now. I leaned down and kissed one while Regina kissed the other. Marsha inhaled and let out her breath with a little squeal.
"Are you both going to make love to me? I've never done anything with another girl, not even my twin."
"You better believe it. I find that girls turn me on almost as much as guys do. We are going to rock your world Marsha."
"Hold on Regina. Marsha gets the same veto power we gave all the other girls. We only do what she is willing to do. She is able to stop whenever she wants to, that is the rule and you know it. I don't want her to go home feeling as if she had been raped. That is why we started this dating in the first place."
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Jimmy: Monday morning I was very distracted as I did my normal routine. Today was for repetitions not strength. I worked with lighter weights and did 100 reps in each position to help define the muscle groups. My trainer at the Y developed my lifting routine and I was keeping to it religiously. The first of several meets to build up to the Olympic tryouts was coming up next week and I wanted to be ready. It's a good thing that the workout was so automatic because my mind was going crazy...
Monday morning I met Regina in the parking lot at school. "What's up sweetcheeks? What have you got planned for me this week and is your bottom ok?" She reached up and gave me a big hug. "I feel fine dear, and this week you will be with Sheri and Marilyn. I will be with Paul." "Can we double date one time? I liked it when we did it before." "Sure we can honey, Paul can't have too much to say against it. Tonight though, I am off the rag and my pussy wants some relief. Can I come...
BOB: Monday morning and I began what seemed to be a normal week at school. I was riding the bus today because mom needed the car to run some errands. I almost had enough money saved to buy my own car, but I was still a couple of months from being able to so for the time being I had to share with mom. She certainly couldn't afford to do much to help out. Her salary as a nurse kept us clothed and fed, but not much more. Dad was supposed to be helping, and for a few years he had, but when he...
Monday morning I picked up Regina on the way to school. She was all over me all the way in and told me everything she and Paul had done during the weekend. "Paul is such a sweetheart Robert. He is so careful in how he uses that big dick of his; if he hadn't been it could have hurt. On Sunday evening we had dinner with his parents, just the four of us. We went out to the hot tub later and I found out where Paul gets that cock. His dad is almost as big as he is but is just as gentle. They...
When I woke up, I felt awful. My head hurt, my sides hurt, my stomach hurt, but most of all, my heart was still broken. I lay there for a while with my eyes closed and tried to figure out where I was. I could hear the beep of a heart monitor somewhere, so that told me that my whore of a wife HAD called 911 in time. Bitch. My next priority was to try to figure out if I was alone or if she was waiting for me to wake up so she could start trying to convince me to be like she was again. There...
I wasn’t interested in hearing Barb’s smug self-congratulations about the house or Cecilia, but I didn’t feel like avoiding the house, so I reluctantly went home. Fortunately, she wasn’t home from her afternoon with Brad, so I changed and went to the gym instead of sticking around. There was a lot of congratulations from the staff and a few of the guys who’d been there to see the carnage. I found out that Hastings was still in the hospital, but was assured that he wasn’t in any danger, just...
She hopped out and came to meet me with a kiss on the cheek suitable for close friends since we were in public. “So what did you want to talk about?” she asked as she led me to the front door. She retrieved the keys from the lock-box and opened the door. “Partly, I wanted to tell you about the rest of my day last night,” I told her, “but I also wanted to bring up a suggestion that Barb made. I told her that the two of us probably wouldn’t have a chance to get together for more than...
I followed her back to her place and when she pulled into the driveway, there was another car there. I wondered whether it was a second car she kept, as I parked next to the curb, but someone got out of the car to meet her. I got out and wondered what was going on when I saw the look on her face. “What are you doing here, Martin?” she asked angrily, slamming her car door. Ah. The ex-husband. “I came to talk to you,” he said, looking back and forth between the two of us as I approached. “Can...
She let me go after that and I decided that it was late enough to make my next call. I knew a guy who worked out at the gym that did investigation services. “Otto,” I said when he answered. “Sorry to call you so early, but I need your help. Are you free?” “No, but I’m easy,” he joked in his thick German accent. We chuckled a bit at that and I got to the point. “Otto, my wife’s fucking around on me. I want so much evidence that I can hand her a ten pound book of pictures and a full spindle...
The next morning, I got up late and called Cecilia. “Hey, Stud,” she said sweetly. “How’re you feeling today?” “A little hung-over,” I admitted. “You talk to Princess Barb today?” “Oh yeah!” she said enthusiastically. “She told me about your talk last night and the promises you got out of her. You know she’s gonna fail them, right?” she asked. “I knew before I asked,” I told her. “You think you can get around to driving past the house on your way home from work while I’m away? I just want...
Fight day. I was nervous as Hell. I played the clip of Brad shooting his mouth off a couple of times to give myself a reminder that someone needed to hurt tonight. Then I went for a sensible breakfast and a light workout in the gym. I felt good and there were a lot of reasons for that. I was getting locked in the cage tonight. I was looking forward to it. I was trained for it and my new strategy would victimize anyone that watched my old fight clips. Ganju had worked on my strike accuracy and...
I turned in and spent the next morning getting ready. I dug my cash out of my luggage where I’d stashed it in case I’d decided to hire a working girl. I went down to breakfast and ate by myself. I suspected Ganju had found himself a reason to like Vegas and I wasn’t about to take him away from that for the sake of an early breakfast. So long as he was here by ten, we were good. I went back to my room and packed my bathroom kit, took a careful look around the room and then closed my luggage...
When the alarm went off the next morning, she got up right away and bounded off to the shower. I flossed and used plenty of mouthwash since I was temporarily without a toothbrush. I made a note to buy one when I was out today. “What time is the bed being delivered?” I asked while I was waiting my turn in the shower. “They couldn’t be specific, but afternoon,” she said from inside the stall. We could have both fit and we had in the past, but that past was distant, so I waited for my...
It was well after midnight when Barb came in. I heard her open the door and went out to see what shape she was in. She was creeping up the stairs, trying not to make a lot of noise. Then she saw me and she stopped dead. She was a mess. Her hair was tangled, her make-up was smeared, her blouse was buttoned wrong, the stockings she wore this morning were just gone. I can only imagine what shape they’d been in. The worst though was the fresh cum on her face. I didn’t say a word. It was a lot of...
When the alarm went off, I rolled out of bed and looked at her prone form. I was tempted to put on another condom and bang her ass again, but I slapped her ass sharply to get her started instead. She jumped and shrieked in shock at the spanking, reaching back to rub her cheek as she came awake slowly. She looked at me strangely and I ignored her. “You have time to shower,” I told her before I went to make something to eat. I put on coffee and then made myself a bowl of oatmeal. Once it was...
She still wasn’t home, but it was early for her. I rattled around the kitchen, looking to see if there was anything I could make for dinner. There was some chicken in the freezer, so I took it out to defrost and knew I had enough to make a stir-fry. That was relatively easy to make. A bag of frozen vegetables, my own secret sauce and whatever meat I had on hand. I served it over rice and it was usually a hit. I hadn’t made it in a while though. Not since Cecilia and Marty got back together,...
Cecilia and Marty followed me down and told me they’d meet me at Walmart to help with my shopping. “You’re still in shock. Why don’t you let me or Marty drive?” I gave her my keys and we took two cars to the local Super-Center to trawl their grocery department. We each got a cart and Sissy shrugged. “We need a few things too,” she said lightly. We chatted as we shopped, or more accurately, they talked while I did my best to brood. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “Sissy, why did you want...
I didn’t like the sound of that and I found myself wishing I’d thought to stock a liquor cabinet in the house here. We sat on the couch while Sissy took a chair and looked us over. “Barb is still moving gingerly, if not nearly as bad as yesterday. All the ladies in the office have noticed and there are a few that you might consider that Barb didn’t have on her list.” I shrugged. “That’s a topic we can get to later, unless that’s the big news.” “Not hardly,” she smirked. “Brad and Barb had a...
I woke with a start and felt the bed shift beside me. I was confused at where I was and who was with me for a long moment. “Jane?” I whispered when I’d figured it out. “You were having nightmares,” she said softly. She was wearing a long sleep-shirt and she climbed under the covers with me. We settled down and I pulled her against me. It felt good to share a bed again. My daytime adventures with Doris didn’t count since we were just using the bed for sex. I wrapped my arms around her from...
He offered me his hand with a smile that I would have taken for friendly, if I hadn’t known exactly who he was. I shook his hand and resisted the urge to crush his fingers. Instead, I gave him the same handshake I gave everyone else. He introduced Doris to us as an afterthought. He was watching me with some amusement that told me that I’d sold the fiction that I didn’t know who he was. I gave Doris a very warm greeting suitable for someone I’d just met. She was as amused by the performance as...
I was saved from further debate by Barb returning and she wasn’t alone. “John, Mom, Dad,” she said. “This is Cathy. She works in the office with me.” All three of us greeted Cathy pleasantly. She was a slender, pretty brunette with brown eyes and a slightly tan complexion that hinted that she might have a trace of Hispanic heritage to her credit. This was clearly Barb’s prime choice and she sat her next to me while she pulled a chair from a nearby table and crowded in beside her...
My smile broadened, seeing her standing there. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” I told her, “same as this morning. Though, I definitely approve of the dress.” “It’s not too much?” she asked, looking down at herself. “It’s perfect,” I told her. “You’re perfect. Let’s go dance,” I suggested. “Is Barb still kicking around?” she asked. “Barb, who?” I asked, making her snicker. “Barb, who is about to be replaced,” she supplied. “I think she’s here,” I said lightly. I was...
“We DID think of everything,” she told me and put it aside for now. She dug a plastic bag out of it and started pulling things out of it. First came a box of condoms and then she had a bottle of KY. She put both on the table beside the bed. “I want what Barb got,” she announced. “I want you to have to carry me to breakfast tomorrow.” I watched her and chuckled. I came to her and wrapped my arms around her from behind. Her perfume was intoxicating and the feel of her in my arms was pure...
We were clear of the desk just as Cecilia and Marty got off the elevators. Cecilia took one look at Jane and grinned dazzlingly. She came over to her and wrapped her arms around her. “How’re you doing?” she asked, kissing her cheek as they hugged. “So sore!” Jane groaned. “So worth it.” They laughed together at that and Marty went to check out with a knowing smirk for me before he went to the desk. Barb and her parents appeared a few minutes later, still wearing last night’s formal attire....
The next morning, we got up and showered with a minimum of fuss, made breakfast and lingered over coffee while we waited for Doris to text. “So are you really okay with what I’ve been up to with Doris?” I asked wanting to make sure before we started the day. “Yeah,” she said simply. “You told me that it’s a revenge thing and not likely to keep up for long once the divorces are signed. Besides, I’m not gonna be totally without sex. I won’t see other guys, but my roommate and I sometimes sleep...
After they left, I dished out some fresh ice cream for the four of us, finishing off what I had in the freezer, much to Doris’s amusement. “You actually went out and bought an ice cream maker?” she laughed. “I didn’t think you would.” “We most certainly did. We tested it out yesterday. If we hadn’t run you dry this morning, we’d be interested in getting a supply to make more,” Jane said proudly. Brad loved the ice cream and the rest of us agreed. By the time we were done, it was time to...
The next morning, we were up early and both of us decided to hit the gym before we braved the stores or did anything else. I kept an eye on her and found myself extremely aroused by watching her muscles work as she ran on the treadmill. I’d never really gotten that vibe from anyone at the gym before, but watching her body move, her muscles flex and relax as she ran, I found myself fascinated and quietly wishing she was naked. She must have felt my gaze because she turned her head to look at...
Christmas morning started with a phone call. I reluctantly got out of bed and looked for my pants, finding them in the hall. I dug my phone out and answered the call. “Hi, Mom,” I said sleepily, walking down the hall to the kitchen to talk. It was early, but my mother loved Christmas. Today was her Superbowl. She had a big gathering there in Phoenix every year, so she was probably calling me between getting the turkey in the oven and starting on the sides that hadn’t been prepared...
I drove home and parked the new truck in the garage for now. Jane met me at the door and kissed me as I carried her inside. “That was a weird talk,” she admitted. “I was surprised that she gave up his name like that.” “Me too,” I said, but shrugged. “I had a little talk with her before I got behind the wheel. I think she’ll actually keep her word to not tell Brad about it and I told her that I understood what she meant about feelings being wrapped up in sex. I told her that the last time...
“That’s her problem,” I commented lightly. “I made sure she knew about it and I’ll make sure she knows if I hear of him doing anything else that’ll piss her off.” “Still looking out for my big sister?” Jane asked playfully. “Maybe a little,” I admitted. “She’ll never be my wife again, but she’s going to be my sister-in-law. I don’t want to see someone take advantage of her. I’m not gonna lie though. It would bring a smile to my face to find out that she’d kicked him to the curb for lying to...
On the walk from the bus up to Jason’s dorm, there were more and more boys. Julie found her blood pulsing faster in her veins. When she got to Jason’s room -- now hers -- his roommate Bill was there. She shut the door behind her. “Oh, hi Jason...” He looked back to what he was doing. That was good that he hadn’t noticed that she was different right away. But tight bras were not going to work in a dorm room where she needed to dress and undress. “Notice anything different?” she said. Bill...
Jason felt nervous as he approached Julie’s dorm. He knew which door to use ... up one flight, down to room... 27. He used the key to get in, and saw Julie’s roommate Melissa at her desk. “Hey, welcome back,” she said, eyes still on her phone. “Good to be back,” said Jason in the high voice he had practiced. “You have a cold or something?” asked Melissa. “Um, yeah, I guess a little...” Melissa looked up. “Wait ... you’re not Julie, you’re Jason! You really did it!” Melissa stood and...