2 comments/ 88354 views/ 21 favorites No Longer Shy By: Boo1104 My name is Jessica and I am twenty four years of age. I grew up in a small suburb in Arkansas, minutes away from Little Rock. I had always thought of myself as an average girl with an average life with very few surprises. I certainly never thought that I would be with another woman. But it happened. It was a surprising experience that I will never forget. I remember it like it was yesterday.... I had become tired of the monotony of my everyday life. After my folks had passed away, I ran the family business (which was a convenient store) along with my twin sister, Jasmine. Jasmine was the "party girl" and beautiful. She had skin the complexion of warm caramel, her eyes were the same as mine, a light brown with flecks of green, though I always thought hers shone brighter than mine. She always kept her lengthy hair in the latest styles. She worked out in her free time, giving herself an nice, toned body...flat stomach (with a six pack!!!), breasts with a black widow tattoo on the left that mesmerized the guys and I guess what you could call a nice butt. She was always dressed to impress. Even when she worked in the store, it looked like she was prepared to go on a date afterward, which was often the case. I, on the other hand, was more or less the "bookworm". Though it was apparent that Jasmine and I were sisters and we had similar physiques, my hair hadn't been to a salon since my senior prom! Though I didn't have much time to work out, the store kept me so busy that I very seldom gained any weight. My breasts are okay, I guess...not as perky as my sis's though....average...36c. However, I do think that I have a better butt.....however, you would never know that because I always wore jeans and huge t- shirts. I hadn't been shopping in years! When Jasmine went out every weekend, I was taking care of the store. She would always come by around eleven thirty, thirty minutes before closing, to check and make sure that I was alright before heading to the club. Once I gave her the green light, she was on her way and I knew that I wouldn't see her again until about 6 am when she woke up to tell me that she had made it home safely. Though my sister and I had a very close relationship, I was always envious of her spirit. She could meet someone and have them eating from the palm of her hand in minutes, whereas I would never have the nerve to approach anyone just to ask for the time. She had a fan club of both men and women. Though she was partial to the guys, she wouldn't turn her nose up to a lady...if you know what I mean. One day while we were just sitting up, talking, I asked her what it felt like to always be in the limelight..... "How do you handle being you?" I had asked while we had a late night snack. "What do you mean, lil' sis?" she asked, forever reveling in the fact that she was 7 minutes older than me. "Do you ever get tired of being the life of the party?" I clarified. "You're always on the go...doing things. Do you ever get tired?" "Honestly?" she asked after nibbling on a chocolate chip cookie. Once I nodded, she said, "Yeah. There are times when I do get tired of going out, but I have a rep to live up to, ya know....things to see and people to do. Sometimes, I want to just spend a Friday night at home, reading a book or watching a video. But you know how my life is..." "Sometimes, I wonder what it's like to be you," I then confessed. "I want to know what it's like to be the life of the party...not just 'Jasmine's sister....ya know...the one who works with her at the store'. Sometimes I want to be wild and crazy." "Then why don't you?" Jasmine asked me. "Why don't you take off those glasses and put on a pair of contacts- I know you have some. Pull that braid out of your hair and just let loose?!" "Because, I could never compare to you," I told her honestly. "Then I would be 'Jasmine's sister who is trying too hard to be Jasmine'. That wouldn't work either." We sat on the sofa eating in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. Suddenly Jasmine burst... "I have a great idea!" she exclaimed. "Let's switch places for one day!" "Are you nuts?" I asked my sister. "We could never pull that off. I could never be you! Besides, that kind of crap only happens in Disney movies or something." "Well, how do you know that?" she challenged me. "That's your problem right there. You're afraid to try anything." I sat at the table for a second, reflecting upon my sisters words. "I dunno..." "Come on, Jessie," she urged. "It'll be fun!" "Let's be realistic here," I said. "Your friends are going to know without a doubt that I am not you!" "Look," Jasmine said. "All you have to do is meet them at the club after one o'clock. By then, they will be so full of drinks that they won't know the difference....trust me. Look at it this way, at least you'll know what it's like to be me and I'll know what it's like to be you." I thought about it as my sister took the cookies back into the kitchen. She was right. It would like be taking a short vacation from myself. If her friends found me out, I would just say that it was a big joke that Jasmine wanted to pull on them. "Okay...Let's do it," I told my sister when she joined me again. "Alright!!!!!" * * * * * Finally the Friday had come when I would become my fabulous sister, Jasmine. I awakened early that morning, around four o'clock to open up the convenient store to make breakfast sandwiches. When I got there, Jasmine was already there......wearing jeans a huge t- shirt and (OH MY GOODNESS!) Glasses! Her usually fixed hair was even pulled back into a ponytail! "What are you doing here so early?" she asked me. "Huh?" I asked, dumbfounded. "Why are YOU here so early?" I asked her. "You don't come in until around ten." "No, no, no," she corrected me. "Today YOU don't come in until around ten. Remember, you have to be me for the WHOLE day." I hopped up onto the counter and shook my head. "We are never going to be able to pull this off," I mumbled. "Yes we will," she said. She then put her hand on her hip and looked at me. "As a matter of fact, you take the day off. You have a lot of work to do for you to be me. Set an appointment and get your hair done. I would never be caught with my hair like that. Oh.... you might want to raid my closet too....don't embarrass me okay. You have my reputation to live up to today....NOW SHOO!!!" Shocked, I just climbed from the counter and went home. When I went into my bedroom, I took down my hair and stripped for a shower. After my bath, I looked at myself in the mirror. I never really noticed that without my glasses and clothes, I actually could be mistaken for my sister a little bit. "Okay," I told myself, "I might just be able to do this." After putting on a pair of contact lenses to see, I went into my sisters walk-in closet and look at the masses on top of masses of clothing...all arranged by color! I stumbled across a pair of black leather pants and a white blouse with buttons that began just between my breasts. I put on the clothes an found a pair of black boots in her closet. After I was completely dressed, I went into her bathroom and began to put on her makeup in the same manner that she wore it. After looking at myself, I was shocked at how alike we really did look. I smiled at reflection. "Hello," I joked, looking into the mirror. "I'm Jasmine.......Sexual Goddess." I laughed and set off for my hair engagement. When I left the salon, I hadn't realized that my hair could be so silky and shiny. I rushed to the store to get my sisters opinion. "Look at you!" she exclaimed, walking up to me. "You are gorgeous!" "You're just saying that because I look like you now," I argued. "Whatever," she said, dismissing my comment. "But one thing," she said. "What?" I asked nervously, not wanting to be a disappointment to her. "What did I do wrong?" "Nothing, but you might want to change shirts." "Why?" I asked, confused. She pulled down the neckline of the t- shirt, revealing her tattoo. "My friends all know about the black widow... you don't have one." "That's right," I said, remembering. We both looked up and saw a car pulling into the parking lot. "Oh there is Mrs. Finch," I told her. "Please have her two packs of Marlboros and a lighter sitting on the counter. She gets that and a pint of ice cream. I always say 'Hello, Mrs. F. How's the old man?' and she says 'He gives a lickin' and keeps on tickin'. It's like religion. Trust me." "Good lookin' out," my sister said to me. She put the items on the counter as I instructed. I then left to go to the mall. There was no better way to be my sister than to get out and do something. I figured that I owed it to myself to buy myself a few things anyway. First I went to Victoria's Secret because my secret passion is silky, satiny gowns and undies. After making a purchase, I walked around for a while. I could feel guys staring at me and it felt good! I just walked along as if I didn't notice them. "Hey, Jasmine." For a second I had forgotten who I was supposed to be. Then I realized that someone was calling my sister...er...me. I turned around and found Stacy Milsap smiling at me. Jasmine, Stacy and I all went to school together through elementary and some of junior high. Stacy was girl who I always thought was pretty in school. But never in THAT way. She was taller than my 5'7" now...about 5'10" I'm guessing. Her pale skin gave away hints of her Irish ancestry. Her hair was a beautiful shade of red that seemed to sparkle. She had freckles that sprinkle lightly across her cheeks and the greenest eyes that I had ever seen! Even in junior high, her breast made teachers jealous! She had the tiniest waist. I had always called her a living Barbie Doll. She had what it took to be a model, but she swore that she couldn't stand what she called "the pretty bitches". She had always been a tomboy though. She ran around in elementary school in nothing but overalls. In highschool, I don't think she ever wore a dress or skirt. She and I were closer than she and Jasmine, almost best friends, I guess, so I figured that this conversation wouldn't last long. "I thought that was you," she said to me. "How have you been?" "I've been doing great," I told her. "Ya, know....going out and having fun. Me and Jessie run a little convenience store not too far from our house." "How is Jessie doing anyway?" she asked me. "It's been years since I've seen her." "She's doing pretty good," I told her. "She lives at the store. I'm trying to get her to go out and have a little fun sometimes." "Well, she was always real serious back then too," Stacy said. "I might go pay her a visit sometime in the future. Where is the store at?" I gave her directions, got her number and we made small talk for a few minutes before she ask me about good night spots. "Well," I answered, "me and my friends usually go to Planet Earth Nightclub." "That's where I was thinking about going tonight," Stacy confessed. "Well, I guess I will se you there tonight then." "Cool," I said before we parted. I continued to walk through the mall for a while, purchased a few more items and I finally went home. By eight o'clock, I had already gotten dressed in a short red skirt with a matching halter top and boots with three inch heels that nearly came to my knees. I walked up and down the stairs and around the house for almost two hours to get used to the shoes. By ten o' clock, I was sitting at the store with my sister who was complaining about working all day long... "We are hiring part time help," she said with finality. "If I had known that you were doing all of this like this EVERYDAY, we would've hired help a long time ago. We can afford it." We sat and made idle chit chat until she had the store locked up and clean. By 12:45, she was giving me the green light. "By now, they are all feeling to good to notice that you are not me....trust me. You're driving, so don't drink to much. Do the coyote ugly thing if you have to. Pretend to chase your drink with a beer and just spit it into the bottle if you have to." "Yes, ma'am," I told her, nodding my head. As we walked to our cars, she turned to me and said, "Just have fun and let yourself go a little okay." "I will," I promised her. "I want a full report tomorrow," she said. "Wake me up when you get home." "I will," I swore. We climbed into our cars and went our separate ways. * * * * * I arrived at Planet Earth Nightclub at about 1:15. As I stood in the back of the line a bouncer approached me. "Jasmine, what are you doing in line?" He ushered me into the club, where the cashier immediately put a gold wristband with VIP printed on it around my wrist. 'Wow' I thought to myself. I had never been noticed, much less VIP before. I recognized all of Jasmines friends so I shook of my nervousness and joined them at their table. "It took you long enough, girl," said Lisa directly in my face. I could smell the alcohol on her breath. "I had to help Jessie out," I told her. "I understand that," Lisa slurred. After I had a couple of drinks, I had began to loosen up a bit. I danced with a few of the guys and I even flirted a little bit and Jasmines friends never seem to catch on that I wasn't really her. The more the night went by, the more I was enjoying myself. By three o'clock in the morning, the few drinks that I had drank had me running to the ladies room. Much to my relief, there was hardly anyone in there. I relieved myself and stepped out of the stall. "Hey, girl." I looked up into the smiling face that belong to Stacy. "Hey," I said. "I was wondering if you were really coming." I took in her appearance. She wore a pair of tight holey jeans and a white halter top and a pair of white tennis..... curiously, it was a cute combination on her. "I told you that I would be here," she said, tearing me away from my private inspection. "So are you having fun?" she asked me. "Always," I declared in my best imitation of my sister. "How about you?" I asked her. "It's okay," she answered. "I think that I'm about to head home though....watch a movie before I fall asleep or something like that." "Sounds cool," I told her, nodding my head a little. "You're more than welcome to come with me," she offered. I thought about if for a second. I figure that we could catch up on the details of our lives, so I said, "Sounds cool. Let me grab my things." I grabbed my stuff and let my sister's friends know that I was leaving. They cheered me on, believing that I was going to get laid by some guy. I shook my head, laughing a little bit as I followed Stacy to her house in my car. We arrived at her place at around three thirty. After locking up Jasmine's car and turning on her alarm, I followed Stacy into her home. It was nicely decorated with huge pillows on the floor..sating curtains...things like that. She had various paintings and posters on her walls (including several Janet Jackson and Angelina Jolie posters). I followed her into her living room. "Kick off your shoes and make yourself at home," she said going into her kitchen. She offered me a beer and I accepted it even though I wasn't too crazy about beer. I figure that Jasmine wouldn't turn down a cold one, so I shouldn't. We made more small talk as she looked for a DVD to play. She finally found a decent movie and popped it into the DVD player. She joined me on the massive, pillow congested couch and we basically stretched out on opposite ends. "So whatever happened to that guy that you were seeing the last time I saw you?" she asked out of the blue. "Which guy?" I asked perplexed. "I think his name was Jason," she said. I thought real hard about my sisters past lovers. Then I remembered Jason. "I had to drop him," I finally said. "He was getting on my nerves too bad." "Oh,"Stacy said looking at me. "So are you single now or what?" she asked me lightly. "More or less," I said as an answer. We sat in a companionable silence for a while. Stacy was the one to break that silence. "So do you remember what you said to me the last time that we talked?" she asked me. "I don't think so," I said, unsure of what to do now. "What did I say?" "You said that if you were single the next time that I saw you, you let me break you off." "What?!" I squeaked. "I don't remember that," I stammered. I had always known that Stacy was tomboyish when we were younger, but it had never dawned on me that she might be a lesbian! Jasmine and a chick... no surprise. ME and a chick....no way! "Think about it for a sec and you'll remember," she said, looking directly at me from her end of the couch. What could I do but play along? I figured that talking shit would be the best way to handle this situation. "Maybe I did, but I changed my mind," I told her. "I wouldn't want you to fall in love with the coochie. I'm just lookin' out for you." "Well, I appreciate you lookin' out for me," she said, rising from the couch. "But I think that I would rather take the risk of fallin' in love with coochie." When she pulled my legs from the couch, my mind temporarily went numb. I was in complete shock! Was my junior high best friend about to try to seduce me...er....my sister?! I went into a panic when she kneeled in front of me and spread my legs apart. "I have to pee!" I blurted out trying to save myself. Stacy smiled at me knowingly and rose from where she was kneeling before me. She pointed in the direction of bathroom and I hurried into the safety that I felt would be there. I locked the door behind me and began to place the floor. Suddenly I stopped, feeling an unusual tingle between my thighs. Gingerly, I reached under my skirt and found a surprising amount of moisture on my panties. Surely, I wasn't becoming turned on by this incident! I had never been attracted to women before and I was clueless on what to do about my friend coming on to me....er... Jasmine. I pulled down my panties and wiped the as much of the moisture away as I could and then I cleaned myself up, telling myself that I wasn't turned on by Stacy's advances and that it was just my nerves. "You didn't fall in did you?!" Stacy yelled from the other side of the door. "I'm fine," I yelled back. "I'll be out in just a minute." I had to sit and think of a way to get the hell out of there without looking like a complete idiot. I would just tell her that I had an early day and that I needed to run. Yeah.... that should work! Feeling slightly renewed, I went out of the bathroom and back into her living room. "All better?" she asked, sneaking up behind me. "Yeah, thanks," I said, sitting on the couch to put the high heeled boots back on. "Leaving already?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "I hope that I didn't scare you off," she said as though she were trying not laugh at me. I felt like such a moron. "No," I assured her. "I just have an early day at the store tomorrow and Jessie will have a cow if I am not there on time." I got the second boot on and zipped the side of it up. "Maybe we can hook up some other time," I threw in. "Maybe," she uttered walking my way. She stood before and said, "Do I make you nervous, Jasmine?" "Not at all," I told her, though in truth she did. "Are you sure?" she challenged me, once again kneeling before me. She nestled herself between my legs and began to run her hands along my thighs. "Damn," she said as if in deep thought. She admired my thighs as she said told me "You are so damn sexy." "Thank you" was all that I could mutter in my disbelief. No one had ever told me that before and strangely, it made feel a little good. Maybe that is why I didn't object when she moved her hands farther up my thighs. As if by their own will, my eyes fluttered shut. A sound escaped my throat, shocking me. Had I just moaned?!?!?!?! This type of thing couldn't possibly be turning me on! No Longer Shy But the moisture that had began to build between my thighs again said otherwise. I needed to get the hell out of there...fast. "I really need to be going," I stammered weakly. "How long has it been since you've been with a woman?" she asked me as if I had said nothing. NEVER!- I wanted to scream. I hadn't been around another woman's cave since I climbed out of one at birth! But I realized that I was still supposed to be Jasmine so I said, "It's been quite a while," I told her, hoping that my comment would help me out. "Well," she said breathing in as if inhaling my scent. "You're long overdue." Damn....that didn't work like it was supposed to. "You're determined to get to this?" I said, still trying to sound like my sister. "Yes," Stacy answered honestly. She gently pushed me back onto the soft cushions on the couch and continued to caress my thighs. I felt myself begin to give into the gentle touch though I knew that I should've been objecting. This was taking being my sister a little too far! But for some reason, I could no longer make myself fight her. The way she was just touching me felt soooooo good. Other than losing my virginity to a dweeb named Simon, I had never been intimately touched by anyone. I was slowly slipping away and she was only touching my thighs! I began to relax more and more a her hands began to caress me all over.... my face.... arms... legs... breasts. "Do you like it when I touch you?" she asked in a voice that I had never heard before. I nodded, unable to lie about it. "Good," she said, her pleasure evident in her voice. "Just relax and let me take care of you." Her hands moved up to lift my halter top. Weak and still in shock, I was unable to protest. Her hands freed my breasts from the built-in bra. I heard myself moan again as she gently brought my nipples to life with the pads of her thumbs. She stroked them until they became pinkish brown gemstones beneath her fingertips. "I love the way you moan for me," she said in that low voice that was beginning to turn me on. As much as I tried to fight it, I realized that wanted this to happen. I had the opportunity to do something daring and not even be the blame for it! Heat surged through me as she took one straining nipple into her mouth and gently sucked and pulled on it while she fondled the other with her hand. I felt myself growing wetter and hotter between my thighs. I spread my legs farther, giving Stacy full access to my wetness. Taking my actions as an invitation, her hand left my breast and snaked under my risen skirt and ran her fingers across my wet panties. I could feel her lips form a smile against my breast. She then looked up at me with a knowing smile on her face. "I knew you wanted it," she said victoriously. She then pulled the halter top completely over my head, leaving the top part of my body naked. My nipples grew even harder as the air from the ceiling fan drifted over them. She stared at me hungrily before pulling me forward to place soft kisses on my neck. Her tongue made tiny trails from my ears to my neck then down between the valley of my breasts. She made a trail back up until her lips pressed against mine. I hesitated only a moment before I opened my mouth to her and allowed her tongue to wrestle with mine. Her hand began to gently massage my pussy through my panties as we kissed. I purred as she rubbed me. As if by it's own will, my body began to rock against her hand. "Do you like that?" she challenged after pulling her lips away from mine. I could only nod my head as I allowed her to slid my skirt and panties down my legs and over my boots. "Do you really?" she purred to me. I nodded insistently. I moaned again as her finger found my now bare pussy. She ran a single finger up and down my clit. I bit my lip to attempt to fight off the moan that I felt coming. "Tell me you like it," she demanded, rubbing my clit gently, then quickly. "Ohhhhh," I purred to her. "I like it....." "I know," she said, satisfied. She then slid two fingers deep into my sopping cat. I called her name. She loved it! "Call me again, baby," she demanded, stroking me more urgently with her fingers. "Stacy!!" I called over and over as I felt my first orgasm building up in me. As if sensing it, she stroked me harder with her fingers. "Do you want me to make you cum?" she asked sexily. I nodded crazily. "Then tell me to make you cum, baby." "Make me cum!" I screamed, writhing beneath her finger's manipulations. "Make me cum!" She pulled me to her with her free hand and kissed me deeply as pumped my dripping snatch anxiously. With each stoke, she filled me up to her knuckles and her thumb brushed my clit. I purred into her mouth as I felt myself going over the edge. I tore my mouth away from hers and yelled, "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" "Yes," she urged me on, delighted. "Cum for me, baby. Cum for me. Let it go....YES!" I detonated around her fingers. My pussy pulsated wildly as my orgasm overtook me. I moaned and screamed as Stacy urged me on. Minutes later, I laid back on her couch, catching my breath. "You're a screamer," Stacy said, still kneeling between my legs. "I like that." I turned my head away and closed my eyes, now extremely bashful. I had never responded to anyone the way that I had just responded to Stacy. Now I was shyer than before. At least she didn't know who I really was.... "I want to taste you now.......Jessie." My eyes flew open. "I'm not Jessie," I tried to lie. "Jasmine has the Black Widow tattoo on her breast. You don't," Stacy said. "And I actually went by the store to see you and your sister slipped up and told me what you two were doing." Thoroughly embarrassed, I looked away from my childhood friend. I just wanted to evaporate. "Don't be ashamed of what just happened," she said making me look at her. "It was YOU that I really wanted. Not your sister. I've had this ongoing crush on you since like the ninth grade." "Yeah right," I scoffed, still dealing with my humiliation. "Jasmine is the pretty one...the fun girl...Not me." "Well," Stacy began, "I just had a ton of fun with you a few minutes ago.....and I don't plan to stop now." "What?" I said looking at her. "I wasn't lying when I said that I wanted to taste you," she informed me. "You are so sexy and you don't even know it." "You're right about that," I stated. "I don't see it." "Well," she began, "let me show you." She gently pulled my legs apart again and let her fingers locate my drenched femininity. Forgetting that I was supposed to be upset and mortified, I laid my head back against the back of the sofa. "Yes," Stacy's voice caressed me as her fingers explored my womb. "Just open up to me. Let me make you feel good." She began to run her tongue from my neck to my breasts as she stroked me. My fingers made their way to her soft hair as her tongue trailed down to my stomach then lower. I couldn't stop the moan that escaped my lips as her tongue trailed along the lips that protected my swollen, throbbing clit. She continued to finger fuck me with one hand while she spread my pussy lips, revealing my sensitive nub with the other. She then gently flicked my clit with the tip of her tongue, causing my body to begin to hum. "Do you want me to make you cum again?" she asked me sexily. "Yes," I said honestly. "Then tell me," she said. "Don't be afraid. Tell me." "Make me cum, Stacy," I demanded, suddenly carefree. She flicked my clit a few more times with the tip of her tongue. "Tell me again," she demanded. "Make me cum!" I begged. "PLEASE!!!!" She then dived in...licking me slowly then quickly, soft and hard.....sucking on my clit as she began to fuck me with three fingers. She moaned, drunk with the taste of me. She removed her fingers from within me and replaced them with her tongue, licking me from the inside out. I bucked wildly beneath her, calling her name, begging her not to stop. I grabbed the back of her head and rolled my pussy against her face, fucking her mouth. She only worked harder to drive me insane, licking me wildly, wiggling her face in my juicy pussy. As I pushed away my hair that had fallen into my face, she came to me, kissing me, making me taste myself on her lips and in her mouth. The taste was strangely intoxicating and I reveled in it. "You taste so good," she told me. "Do you like how you taste?" I answered her by pulling her mouth back to mine to sample my flavor some more. She rubbed my clit furiously as our tongues battled. She tore her lips away from mine. "Are you ready to cum?" she asked me. "Yes!!!" I screamed in pleasure. "Yes! NOW!" She took her mouth back to my saturated pussy and lick my clit feverishly, up and down...back and forth. She returned three fingers to my woman hole and pumped fiercely, sending me over the edge. "Oh shit! I'm cumming," I screamed. "I'm cumming, Stacy! Oooooooooh Yes! Don't stop!" Stacy never let up, but stroked me even harder and ate me like a woman gone mad. Wave after orgasmic wave washed over me as I screamed in ecstacy for Stacy to fuck me, love me, taste me, touch me. That night she consumed me and got me hooked on her. She asked me to forgive her for deceiving me and after what I experienced with her, there was no way that I could deny her that much. As a matter of fact, to show her that there were no hard feelings, we began to spend more time together after that. The next morning, I gave my sister blow by blow details of the night before and as she listened, her eyes became as wide as saucers. "Well, little sis," she said. "I think that you're getting over that shy stage." I think she was right... No Longer Strangers in Paradise Two couples arrive at Playa del Maya, an adult's only resort near Cancun, Mexico, on the same day a few hours apart. Dan decided to take a week's vacation to get away from the complications that had entered their married life when, months before, the boss caught Dan manipulating his sales numbers. Bill, the boss, threatened to fire Dan unless Dan and Jill agreed to allow him to spend the night with Jill. Finding no way out of their problem, Jill finally agreed to the arrangement, rationalizing that it was just one night and wouldn't mean anything. Dan watched his wife with Bill through a one-way mirror. He was agog as his conservative wife at first resisted, then avidly encouraged Bill to fuck her with his long, thick cock. The sight of his lovely wife taking a large cock for the first time created both agony and ecstasy in Dan's mind. He could see for himself how his wife responded to a real man's hard, thick rod as compared to his paltry 4" weenie. Dan loved his beautiful wife and he was sorry that she had to settle for his little dick. Jill was remorseful and reluctant to discuss her night with Bill. Dan had to admit that he was wracked with jealousy, yet aroused and understanding. He enjoyed Jill's lush, curvy body and her 38D breasts, while he knew she would always have to settle for his unimposing dick. Having finally experienced a real man's thick prick, Jill secretly craved that feeling again, but she would never admit it to her loving husband. Dan sensed Jill's newly acquired taste for a big cock, but he didn't want to give his boss the satisfaction of a second round with his wife. Once was more than enough, Dan decided. He would never give Bill another chance to fuck his wife. The answer, Dan decided, was to seek ways to give Jill future experiences with other men, but never in a way that would lead to any repeat performances. She would get to experience bigger men without them threatening his marriage. A vacation at an adult resort held the promise of a relaxing time with the possibility that they might meet another man or another couple who might measure up to Jill's needs. Ken and Renee were close to ten years older than Dan and Jill. They were empty nesters and Ken was in the process of helping Renee 'loosen up' and enjoy more freedom, especially in their sex life. Ken had always been more sexually aware and he wanted to help Renee overcome the many hang-ups she harbored from her early upbringing. Over the past few years, Ken managed to convince Renee to sleep nude with him and even skinny dip in their pool with him once in a while. Renee usually wore a one-piece suit in their private pool, but she had developed the habit of sliding her suit off on their deck to dry her body. Ken enjoyed watching her standing nude on the deck and bending over to turn on the hose to water her potted plants before going inside to put on shorts and a t-shirt. Little by little, Ken managed to move Renee to the point where she enjoyed oral foreplay and welcomed the use of sex toys during their lovemaking. The instructional sex tapes Ken ordered from an on-line site contributed to Renee's awakening to the point where Ken felt that she might actually agree to a vacation trip to an adult's only resort. When he suggested a trip to celebrate the conclusion of a major project, Renee went along, knowing how hard Ken had recently worked. Renee looked at the Playa del Maya web site with Ken. She noticed that the resort had a nude beach area and quickly understood why Ken had chosen that particular resort. She let him know that she was definitely not going to remove her suit, and she didn't want him going to the nude beach area either. Ken agreed that she would call the shots and that he would go along with her wishes, but he also let her know that he was okay with anything that she decided she wanted to experience...anything at all. Dan and Jill arrived at Playa del Maya first. Their accommodations weren't ready, so they strolled around the grounds and stopped at the pool bar for their first complimentary drink. Jill was shocked at the number of women who were sunning around the pool topless. Quite a few were speaking Spanish and various European languages. Dan noted that many other cultures accepted topless sunbathing and casual nudity. Three women seated at a table near the bar were topless, enjoying fancy drinks. One was well endowed with large brown nipples. The other two had small, firm breasts, yet seemed unconcerned about their exposure. Jill studied the women briefly and shrugged. "It's certainly much more casual down here," she mused. Ken and Renee arrived in the airport shuttle an hour later. Their room was ready and they were shown to a spacious suite in a beach side cottage. Renee could hear the sound of the waves lapping the shore as she opened the patio door and stood gazing at the azure water. "This is wonderful!" she gushed to Ken. "What a romantic setting for our getaway." A bellhop found Dan and Jill and let them know that their cottage was now ready. They followed him and the luggage cart down a flower-bedecked walkway to a cottage on the beach. They would be sharing a duplex cottage with Ken and Renee, but neither couple knew that yet. Ken slid out of his slacks and shirt, made damp from the ride in the shuttle. He pulled off his bikini underwear and walked out onto the patio. From the patio, Ken could see quite a distance up and down the beach. In the distance, he noticed that some of the bathers were lying naked on the sand while others frolicked in the surf. He yearned to join them, but he recalled the promise that he made to Renee and shrugged. While Dan put away the contents of their suitcases, Jill opened the glass door and stepped onto their patio to take a look at the beach. She heard someone clear his throat and glanced sideways over the short railing that separated her patio from the one next door. Jill sucked in her breath as she saw the naked behind of a muscular man as he leaned on the front rail looking away down the beach. Jill stepped back inside, but studied the man next door. She noticed that he was tanned, but sported no tan lines where they normally would be. He turned and she got a quick look at his front side, including a thick, shaved cock that somehow reminded her of Dan's boss, Bill. Jill decided not to say anything to Dan because she didn't want to open up a discussion of that episode during their vacation. ... The two couples discover that they are sharing the cottage and they have dinner together to get acquainted. Later, they split up and the men and women chat with their counterparts. Jill and Renee find that they both have horny husbands who seem to want to see them loosen up and enjoy the laid-back atmosphere of Playa del Maya. Ken and Dan get along well and decide to go to the pool for drinks and exchange experiences. Dan eventually confides in Ken what he had to endure when his boss caught him adjusting his sales numbers, indicating that his boss is huge, while he is "somewhat below average." Ken is sympathetic and tries to tell Dan that size is an overrated trait. Dan goes on to describe what he saw through the one-way mirror and how his Jill had responded to a really big cock. Dan then told Ken that his solution was to try to give Jill new experiences, but without creating any long-standing relationship. "That's partly why I chose this resort," Dan admitted with a look of hopeful embarrassment. Meanwhile, Renee tells Jill how Ken has slowly turned into almost a nudist. Looking around at the topless women nearby, Renee tells Jill that she's sure that Ken would be pleased if she were to 'do as the Romans' and shed her top while at Playa del Maya. Jill nods her understanding. "Dan worships my large boobs," she chuckles. "I'm sure he would be pleased if I dared to uncover them in public," she added. After a brief silence while both women were deep in thought, Jill said something unusual for her. "I think I could go topless if I wasn't the only one I knew who did it." Renee studied Jill for a long moment. "Ken and I skinny dip in our own pool. Ken does it all the time and I sometime join him when it's really warm. We even went skinny dipping with some other couples one time when we lived back east. Ken wanted to do it again with them, but I was afraid to, so we didn't go back again. It's not that I'm overly modest or prudish, it's just that I've always felt that it was a bit weird or something." "Evidently, lots of people disagree," Jill replied as she motioned to the many topless women nearby. "Maybe, if we both agree to do it at the same time, we could try going topless. I'm sure the boys would get a big kick out of it." Renee stared into space, thinking back over the years to that evening with the neighbors. "Well, maybe we can, if you really want to, Jill. It might be easier if we tried it without our husbands around. Let's just play it by ear today, okay?" Jill nodded her agreement. "I really shouldn't tell you this, but I need to tell somebody." "What?" Renee asked with concern. "A few months ago, Dan and I had a real crisis. He made a major mistake at work and his boss caught him. We had to agree that I would spend the night with his boss or Dan would lose his job!" "That's terrible," Renee, gasped. "What a low down creep! What did you do?" Jill blushed and dropped her chin. "I did it. It was for us...for our future. We really didn't have a choice," she murmured. "We are here now partly to help erase that experience," Jill added. "You poor thing," Renee said as she reached for Jill's hand. "It must have been terrible!" Jill slowly looked up into Renee's eyes. "Actually, it was kind of amazing, I'm ashamed to say. Once I got over the initial shock, it was one of the most arousing times I've ever experienced. Dan's boss was huge. He was much bigger than Dan and really thick too. He reached places inside me that had never been touched before." "Good grief," Renee replied. I can't imagine what it would be like to be with another man. Ken is the only one I've known. How many men have you been with, Jill?" "Just Dan and now his boss," Jill said hurriedly. "Until then, I had no idea what a large one felt like. I'm not a slut, and we married young. I'm still pretty inexperienced." "You and me both," Renee confided. "Sure, I've wondered about how another man might feel from time to time, but I've never acted on it...never had that opportunity. Well, that's not altogether true, but I've always resisted the temptation. Ken is plenty of man for me." "Yeah, you're lucky, Renee," Jill said without thinking. "How do you know?" Renee wondered out loud. Jill put her hand to her mouth and blushed. "I'm so sorry, Renee. Earlier, I saw Ken out on your patio when he was looking at the beach. He was naked. He doesn't know that I saw him though." "Front or backside?" Renee asked softly. "Uh, both I guess," Jill stammered. "He's bigger soft than Dan is when he's hard. As I said, you are a lucky gal. Please don't hate me, Renee. It was an accident. I promise." "Don't worry," Renee replied. "I'm sure Ken wouldn't mind even if he knew. That makes you one up on me, however." "Maybe we'll be even before the week is over," Jill laughed. "I'll bet our men are just waiting for us to agree to check out the nude beach. Unfortunately, you probably won't be very impressed with Dan. He's somewhat below average in the male department." Renee smiled and shook her head at her companion's candid remarks. "Dan's a nice looking fellow, Jill, and I'm not fixated on seeing big dicks on this trip. In fact, there is only one that holds interest right now and he's busy getting tipsy with your husband as we speak." "I'm glad you are so understanding, Renee. I hope we can continue to be very candid and honest with each other the rest of our time here. Frankly, I was beginning to forget about that night with Dan's boss...until I happened to see Ken out on your patio. There really is a difference, I can tell you." Renee gazed into Jill's eyes for a long moment. "I'll take your word for it, since I have had no outside experience of my own. I must say, this conversation has aroused my curiosity a little bit. I wonder how many men we'd be able to see on the nude beach? Do you think we could sneak off and go there without the men knowing about it? If so, would we have to go topless there...or be naked too?" "I don't know, but let's see if we can find out without Ken or Dan knowing about it, okay?" The women clasped hands and giggled as they finished their drinks. The next day, Ken and Dan decided to join an offshore fishing expedition and were away most of the day. Jill and Renee went to the local shops and found new bikini swimsuits and mesh cover-ups that they were anxious to wear on the beach. Jill and Renee decide to go to the pool and then down to the regular beach. Both were surprised by how many second looks they got from both men and women. After an hour on the regular beach, the gals began tentatively talking about moving down the beach to the nude section. "Maybe we could stroll along the water's edge and just check out what's happening farther down the beach," Renee mused. "Who says we have to join them if we don't want to, right?" Jill thought about Renee's suggestion for a few moments; then nodded her head. "Right, we can just stroll along and see how brave we become," she added with a sly grin. The gals walk down the beach and past the sign that notes the beginning of the nude beach section. Right away, they begin to notice nude bathers splashing, carefree, in the surf. Others are lounging comfortably on blankets just a few feet from the water's edge. They pass an older couple, the woman stretched out on her back, her large boobs hanging to each side, her thick brown bush on display. The gentleman sits cross-legged next to her, his soft cock nested on the blanket, his eyes following the two bikini-clad women as they stroll by. The gals pass other couples and quite a few single men and women, all naked and shamelessly enjoying the warm sunshine. A hundred yards down the nude beach, they pass a tall, middle-age fellow standing to brush sand off of the backs of his legs. Both women immediately notice the large, thick member swinging effortlessly between his firm thighs. Later, Jill would estimate that the man was at least 8 ½ inches long and more than 2 inches in diameter. The man smiled as the gals approached and nodded to them. "Enjoying the scenery, ladies?" he asked as they grew even with him. Jill glanced over and returned his smile. "Yes, the water is so clear and beautiful," she replied. "It's warm too," he responded. "I'm going to wash the sand off myself. Feel free to sit a while and enjoy the sunshine." They watched him walk into the water and swim out a few yards. "He has a funny accent," Renee noted. "I think he's English or Australian. Nice build too." "Let's sit down and wait for him to come back out of the water, Jill said. "We can ask him where he's from and also get a second look at his nice big package, eh?" "You're being naughty," Renee whispered, "but I wouldn't mind taking a break about now." The man moved back out of the water and used his hands to push his salt and pepper hair back away from his rugged face. Not bothering to dry off, he moved from his blanket to stand where the two women sat. He looked down and smiled again. "Hello again. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Reginald Morebank, and you are?" "I'm Renee and this is my new friend, Jill. We were wondering where you are from. You have a very lovely accent." "I am English, actually, and please feel free to call me Reggie. I am a newly retired colonel in the British Royal Marines." "That explains your muscular build," Renee replied. "It looks like you keep in very good shape." "Why thank you, Renee. I say, a man always likes to hear compliments from a pretty lady. You are here together, just the two of you, eh?" "Oh no," Jill quickly replied, "the husbands are out fishing today. We just thought we would stroll down the beach for a while and enjoy the sun." "Ah, well, you see, the regular beach is up that way toward the resort. This is the nude beach section...in case that fact had escaped your attention," Reggie said with a broad grin. "Yes, we noticed that fact earlier, Reggie," Renee responded sweetly. "We were interested because we have never been to a nude beach before and we just wanted to see what it was like. Reggie stood before them clad in nothing but a smile. "I think being nude is bloody wonderful," he chuckled. "You ladies do know that those who come to the nude beach wearing bathing attire are generally considered to be 'gawkers,' do you not?" "Oh dear," Jill gasped. "We never thought about that at all! I suppose we should go back, Renee." "Now, dear ladies, there is no need to panic. You may have noticed that some of the bathers are merely topless, both here and back at the resort pool. That is quite common and is perfectly acceptable." "So, you are saying that if we were topless, we would no longer be considered 'gawkers?" Renee asked quietly. "Just so," Reggie responded with another of his broad smiles. It was at that particular point that Renee's eyes fell to Reggie's mid-section and she took another look at the large salami and heavy balls that moved just a bit as he chuckled or talked. He was shaved bald 'down there', which made him look that much bigger. "Well, as my husband is fond of saying, 'When in Rome, do as the Romans,' Renee stated with some emphasis. She turned to Jill. "I guess if we want to stay here for a little while, we're going to have to be topless. Are you game?" Reggie looked down at the two well-developed cleavages and he felt his cock swell in spite of his effort to remain friendly and a bit aloof. The small triangles of fabric did little to disguise the size and shape of Jill's 38D breasts. He could detect her erect nipples through the thin, unlined cloth. Jill hesitated, her mind flowing back to her experience with Dan's boss months earlier. "Uh, you go first, Renee," Jill blurted. "If you do it, then I guess I will too." Renee felt excitement course through her in spite of herself. She looked up into Reggie's eyes and slowly pulled the bow behind her neck and let the strings fall to the side. Reggie smiled down and licked his lips in anticipation. "Jill would you untie me, please?" Renee asked as she put her hands to her breasts to hold her top in place. With one swift pull, Jill untied Renee's bra top and the band around Renee's back fell limply. Renee pulled her hands away, taking her top from her now naked breasts. Her soft breasts were white and topped with small, pink nipples that already indicated a degree of arousal. "Quite lovely, lovely indeed," Reggie announced as he gazed hungrily at Renee's 38C tits. Jill looked at Renee's nakedness and took a deep breath. Her mouth was as dry as cotton as Renee turned her head and waited for Jill to make her next move. "Okay, Jill," she whispered. "Your turn, honey." Jill followed Renee's example and untied her neck strings first. Then, she turned her back toward Renee and put her own hands to her large breasts. Quickly, she felt Renee's fingers tugging on her back ties then she felt them fall away. "I can't believe that I'm doing this," Jill stated flatly, as she let her hands drop into her lap, holding her bikini top. Her large, soft boobs were now exposed for the entire world to see...well Renee and Reggie, as least. Jill's nipples became erect as she felt the warm sun begin to touch her breasts. "Magnificent, simply magnificent," Reggie muttered as he got his first view of Jill's plump tits. "My compliments to both of you, I'm sure. There are no finer breasts on this beach today. Now, would either of you like a spot of tea? I have my thermos over on by beach cover." No Longer Strangers in Paradise "I guess we both could use a little refreshment," Renee replied as she noticed Jill's expression. "Thank you, Reggie." The trio chatted for quite some time. The gals learned that Reggie was a retired officer and that he loved to dance. He was at the resort alone, however, and was most pleased when Renee agreed that she would dance with him that evening at the resort's club. "Ken isn't much of a dancer, but I love to cut a rug now and then," Renee giggled. Jill finally agreed to give Reggie a dance also. They agreed to meet him at the club after dinner. "You should try a swim to cool off before you return to the resort," Reggie told them. "I say, the water is perfect for skinny dipping." "I know how skinny dipping feels," Renee replied a bit defensively. "Ken and I did it once," she added. "Let's have a go, then, eh?" Reggie said as he reached for Renee's hand. After a moment's hesitation, Renee slipped her bikini panties off and tossed them on her top. Renee's light brown bush was trimmed up into a small tuft just above her slit. Everything below was completely smooth and clearly visible to Jill and Reggie. "Are you coming, Jill?" Renee half-teased as she and Reggie stood together. "Well, I shouldn't," Jill hedged, "but what the hell, when in Rome." Jill turned her back and quickly shed her bottoms. Reggie eyed her full rear and winked at Renee. "Nice," he silently mouthed to her. Renee began to walk to the water and Reggie followed. They were waist deep before they turned around to see Jill just stepping into the surf. Her thick, dark bush was tucked between her thighs and her pendulous tits were swaying back and forth, as she picked her way into the water. Reggie put his arm around Renee's waist and pulled her to him. "Your friend is quite a woman," he said admiringly. "You both are quite fetching, I must say." "You are not bad either, Reggie," Renee replied as she wrapped her arm around him to help hold herself steady in the current. As Jill joined them, Renee felt Reggie's hand slip lower, onto her rear. He squeezed gently, then pushed away and began to swim along parallel with the beach. "Back in a few minutes," he told them. "I need to cool off a bit, eh?" Renee found herself looking forward to the evening dance and smiled to herself. "Reggie is about your age, isn't he?" Jill stated with a grin. "He's quite taken with you, I think." "He's newly retired and a bit lonely, I believe," Renee countered. "I think he's nice." Jill laughed. "He's sure got impressive equipment, I'll say that much." "I guess you would be competent to judge," Renee replied with a sly grin. "By the way, Jill, have you ever thought about trimming that thick bush of yours...or shaving it off? Jill blushed as she looked down at her dark curls, then up into Renee's eyes. "Do you think I'm ugly down there?" "No, no," Renee quickly backpedaled. "It just seems like a lot of stuff to get through when you and Dan enjoy some oral foreplay," she explained. "You two do lick a little don't you?" Again, Jill blushed. "Well, we do what most married couples do, I guess. Not all the time, but sometime, when Dan gets me really aroused. He really likes me to play with him. He's a typical man, I think. Does Ken like you the way you are, Renee?" "It was his idea at first," Renee replied with a grin. "He shaved first, then he kept after me to try going smooth. I finally agreed to let him shave me except for my little tuft right above my slit. Now, I think it's kind of cute." Jill nodded. "I'm afraid that I'll slip and cut myself. I'm a little clumsy when I'm nervous. Did you say that Ken shaves you?" "Most of the time. I keep it nice and smooth, but if I miss a few days, he helps me. He knows that it gets me aroused," Renee chuckled. "Maybe I'll ask Dan to try it during this week," Jill mused almost to herself. Renee looked at her new friend. "Why don't we surprise Dan," she suggested. "We can go back to my room and I'll help you clean it up for him. I've shaved down there so many times that I'm almost a pro now. I guarantee that I won't cut anything but hair." "Gosh, Renee, I don't know. Dan might not like me that way. He might get miffed." "He'll love it, Jill. Just think how surprised he'll be when he sees your bare pussy, just waiting for him to take a nice clean lick. It won't take very long. I have scissors and all the right shaving stuff. No problem. I need to clean myself up too." Jill thought about Renee's proposal for a long moment. "If it wouldn't be too much trouble, I guess it would help prove to Dan that I'm not as ultra conservative as he thinks I am. You know, he would faint if he knew what we've been doing out here on this beach!" "When Reggie comes back, I think we should say goodbye, pick up our stuff and go back to my room," Renee said. "We don't want to give Reggie the wrong idea, do we? We can get nice and smooth before the boys come back," Jill replied. Well, right impression or wrong, I agree that it's time to leave here. The boys will be back from their fishing trip soon, and I'm feeling rather amorous," Renee agreed. ... "Good, the men are still off fishing and getting stinky," Renee said as she and Jill entered the villa. "Come on into the bathroom, it's easier to do the shaving right next to the running water." Jill followed a bit reluctantly. The idea of shaving most of her thick bush was more adventurous than she would normally consider. Renee slipped off her bikini and turned on the water in the tub. She opened a drawer and retrieved a pair of small scissors and a shaver, then grabbed a can of shaving cream from the vanity. "For me, it's easier to do in the tub," she said over her shoulder. "I'll freshen myself first. It won't take but a minute. You can watch and see how I do it." Jill sat on the edge of the tub and watched intently as Renee spread the shaving cream over her puffy mound and removed the excess. Expertly, she moved the shaver over her nether lips, using her fingers to stretch and pull them to and fro, reaching into the creases to whisk away any stray stubble. "I'll be as smooth as a baby's bottom when I'm done," Renee announced proudly. Minutes later, after a few splashes of warm water, Renee stepped out of the tub and ran the thick towel over her smooth mound. "One last step," she told Jill, "is when I apply the lotion." Renee squeezed a dollop of lotion into her hands and briskly rubbed it onto her smooth pie. "Oh, yeah, that feels so good!" she moaned, briefly forgetting that Jill was perched on the tub watching her play with herself. Renee reached out and pulled Jill to her feet. "Now, it's your turn. Since I'll be doing the honors and there is a lot more hair to dispose of, why don't you sit up here on the vanity next to the sink? That way, I won't have to bend over so far." Silently, Jill moved to the vanity and gingerly sat on the marble counter. "Wow, it's cold!" she gasped as her rear contacted the surface. "Now, I'll need for you to put your feet up on the edge. Right, now spread your feet as wide as you can for me." Jill looked down at Renee's upturned face and took a deep breath. "This feels weird." Renee winked and smiled. "Just relax and let me do my thing, honey. You and Dan are going to love it." Jill leaned back on her hands, her legs spread, exposing her pubic mound and pink cunt lips to Renee's gaze. She looked down and was somewhat surprised by the large amount of dark hair she now sported between her thighs. She continued to watch as Renee, using the blunt tipped scissors, began to pull up on tufts of her bush and snip the hair off close to her soft pussy lips. Renee worked her way around and above Jill's slit, but she left a small patch trimmed to about ½-inch long right above the top of her now-visible slit. Renee's fingers pressed against Jill's mound and pulled gently at each lip as she worked down her slit and trimmed the hair growing down each inner thigh. "You had quite a lawn to mow," Renee giggled as she laid her scissors aside and shook the shaving cream can. A tingle ran down Jill's spine as she felt Renee's fingers apply the cream to her almost-bald snatch. Renee rubbed the cream into her flesh, making little circles over the entire area. Jill felt a small jolt as one of Renee's fingers brushed wetly across her hooded clit. "Oh, Jesus," Jill moaned as her eyes closed. "What?" Renee asked as she looked up from her task. Jill's eyes opened momentarily. "The only other time I was shaved down there Dan's boss, Bill, did it. Remember my mentioning that one night?" "Oh, yes," Renee replied with a smile. "You mean that Dan's boss also shaved your pussy that night?" Jill blushed. "That he did, and the feeling was pretty incredible," she replied. "I think that was when I stopped dreading the evening and fearing Bill. The shaving began to get me very aroused." "Are you getting aroused now, Jill?" Renee whispered. "Well, uh, yes, a little bit, I think," Jill whispered in return. "Now comes the good part," Renee announced as she picked up the shaver. Let me put in a brand new blade, then I'll make you nice and smooth." Jill's hands involuntarily opened and closed as she felt the sharp blades and Renee's fingers trace over her exposed pussy. She thought she could feel more and more womanly nectar building inside her vagina as Jill experienced feelings for another woman that she had never known before. The trimming continued, even slicing off the small patch of hairs that surrounded Jill's rear opening. Renee's touched around and over her puckered rosebud made Jill gasp and raise her hips slightly off of the marble counter. "That's far enough, isn't it?" Jill stammered. "Yes, dear, that's just about got it," Renee confirmed. "Let me get a warm cloth and I'll get you cleaned up." Jill watched as Renee moved the warm, soft cloth over and around her smooth lips. Her cloth-covered fingers slid over her tight asshole and made her almost sob. "I'm so sensitive now," Jill confessed. "That's one of the benefits," Renee told her. "You will feel so much more now. You'll see." As Renee was whipping up the shaving cream she listened as Jill described how it felt the first time Bill tried to enter her. Jill wondered if her being smooth added to the sensations, but she was unsure. Up until that moment, all she had ever experienced was Dan's four inches, so it was really difficult to get Bill inside her smooth slit. Jill could not explain it, but once he started to penetrate her lips she wanted to feel more of him inside her. Jill explained that it was like some deep primal need reawakened. She became enslaved by this other man's cock. Sure, she loved her husband, but Bill brought out something deep inside her that she never knew existed and he played on those emotions so well. After toweling the area dry, Renee retrieved the bottle of oily lotion and spread it slowly all over the newly shaved areas. Jill closed her eyes and let her head fall back against the mirror. "Oh my God," she mumbled as Renee's fingers traced circles around and over her bald lips. "Bill didn't use any lotion. That feels divine. Stop now or I'll cum!" Jill pleaded. "Are you sure you want me to stop?" Renee asked as she continued to touch Jill's most intimate parts. Renee added, "Just think of how Bill felt as the head of his cock glided up and down your freshly shaved slit. Remember how full you felt as his big thick cock slid way up inside you? Could you feel how his thick prick stretched you out?" "Yes, stop...no, don't stop...oh, please, oh, oh," Jill stammered as she began to gasp for breath. "Oh, shit, I'm going to cum!" Renee let her friend ride out her climax, then helped her off the cool vanity and hugged her as she helped her to stand. "Are you okay now?" Renee asked softly. "Uh huh, I think so," Jill whispered. "I'm so sorry. It happened before I could stop it. I'm so ashamed." Renee smiled. "No problemo, Jill. I usually get myself off when I freshen myself. It's an amazing feeling. You'll see." Renee leaned close and the two shared a very soft, very quiet kiss. Jill stumbled into the bedroom while Renee put away her tools and wiped off the vanity. Jill looked at the clock and her eyes widened. "Look at the time," she half yelled. "Our husbands will be back here any minute now. We need to get ourselves presentable!" "I guess you're right," Renee replied as she returned to the bedroom. "We can slip our new suits back on, along with our cover ups, and surprise the boys. Maybe they will want to go down to the pool with us for a nice cool dip. After that, I'll be ready for a nice nap," she added with a sly grin. ... The men, indeed, were ready for a cooling swim after their fishing expedition. The two couples went down to the pool together and the men were truly surprised when their wives removed their cover-ups to reveal their brief, new bikinis. "We've created a couple of hot mamas," Ken said as Dan pulled up a lounge chair. "Renee normally sticks to one-piece suits. She says they are more appropriate for women her age." Dan glanced over at Renee. "She looks great in a bikini, if you don't mind my saying so. I like the way she fills it out." "She's a little self-conscious about her little mature tummy," Ken confided, "so please don't mention it where she can hear. I'll wager that Jill will grow a little tummy too in a few more years, although she sure looks superb now." "Thanks for saying so," Dan replied. "I absolutely love the way she looks, especially her fantastic boobs." Ken looked around and stared at Jill for a long moment. "Yes, she has a pair of tits that can stop traffic at noon." Dan seemed to drift off into a world of his own for a minute or two. "You're certainly deep in thought," Ken noted. "Why so serious?" Dan looked up and shook his head as if to clear it. "I was just thinking about how luscious my wife really is, and the fact that I feel like she's being somewhat deprived. Like I told you before, I'm the only man she's ever been with, except for my boss, Bill. We love each other, but I just know that I don't have the equipment to provide her with the experiences she deserves." Ken picked up on Dan's drift. "Well, you know what they say, 'what happens here stays here.' If you keep an open mind, maybe she'll have an opportunity to enjoy some new experiences. You never know what might develop." "That scares me in a way," Dan confessed. "In another way, I'm hoping that something like that will really happen. I still relive that night when she was with Big Bill and I sat there watching her. She was reluctant at first, but then she became very willing. I was tremendously aroused by it all. Don't ask me why." "The first time is the hardest, they say," Ken replied. "She might just surprise you." Dan looked over at Ken, his sunglasses hiding his eyes. He studied the older man, noting his muscular legs and chest. The hair on his chest was a mixture of dark and silver. Ken's tan trunks covered what he surmised was a manly package. An image of Ken's naked body flashed briefly across Dan's mind and he imagined how his wife, Jill, would respond if she saw Ken's meaty member and compared it to her husband's little dick. "I think you're right. Under the right circumstances, Jill could very well become enamored with another bigger man again. It will have to be someone she likes next time. I would never put her through another ordeal with someone she despised again. It would also have to be very discreet. Jill would never agree to play with someone local that we knew. She's far too conservative for such an indiscretion." Ken began to feel his erection begin to rise due to the candid discussion about this other man's attractive wife and his feelings of inadequacy. Ken adjusted himself in his damp trunks. "Hey, let's go get drinks for us and the ladies. I need to take a leak on the way." Dan took drink orders from Jill and Renee. Then, he and Ken stopped at the cabana men's room before going to the bar. The urinal was a long trough and the two men stood next to each other, chatting as they turned the bottom of the trough yellow. Dan glanced over at Ken and his earlier suspicions were confirmed. Ken held his limp cock between his fingers and Dan could easily see that Ken was bigger flaccid than Dan was when fully erect. Dan quickly turned away from his friend so that Ken couldn't see his little weenie. The vision of Jill's romp with Big Bill flashed before him, but this time it was Ken who was positioned between his wife's legs. Unfortunately for Dan, Ken did see what Dan was sporting. It looked like a little pink button under his swim trunks. Ken was surprised that there really was not enough there to really hang. Ken's mind started to wander and he wondered how tight Dan's wife, Jill, must be for being accustomed to such a small, thin cock. A few minutes later, the men returned to the pool area with drinks in hand and rejoined the ladies. The four sat at a nearby table sipping their drinks; the men bragging about the fish they'd caught and donated to the captain and his bait boy. Dan studied the two women as Ken described his largest catch in too much detail. Dan marveled at how his usually conservative wife's large boobs filled out the rather small cups of her new suit. Her suit created a deep cleavage and the sides of her breasts spilled out over the bra. The thin lining did little to disguise the points of her nipples. Thoughts of pressing his face between his wife's lovely jugs caused his short pecker to rise inside his trunks. Dan took another sip of his rum drink and turned his attention to Renee. Her more mature body still looked darn good, at least what he could see of her. He gauged her to be a 36 or 38C cup and her pearly skin clearly indicated that she was normally not a bikini wearer. Renee's light tan lines were from a one-piece suit, and Dan found her additional exposed body to be quite stimulating. Renee filled out her top, but she didn't spill out so much. Her suit bottom, however, was cut higher on the side and exposed two long, slender legs. Renee flashed a bright smile at Dan. Dan took another sip of his rum drink and turned his attention to Renee. Her more mature body still looked darn good, at least what he could see of her. He gauged her to be a 36 or 38C cup and her pearly skin clearly indicated that she was normally not a bikini wearer. Renee's light tan lines were from a one-piece suit, and Dan found her additional exposed body to be quite stimulating. Renee filled out her top, but she didn't spill out so much. Her suit bottom, however, was cut higher on the side and exposed two long, slender legs. Renee flashed a bright smile at Dan. "A penny for your thoughts, Dan," she said. "Oh, I don't think you want to pay for those," Dan responded with an embarrassed chuckle. "Have we girls gotten too wild and crazy?" Renee teased. "Have we been too bold in our choice of bathing suits?" Dan stuttered. "No, not at all. You both look delicious in your bright new suits. I was just thinking how great you look in them." Renee turned to Jill. "I think your hubby was having some very naughty thoughts just now. What do you think?" "No doubt," Jill laughed. "He stays horny most of the time, and you're certainly giving him reasons to have naughty thoughts!" "I could say the same about you, Jill," Renee countered. "If you move a little too fast, you'll pop right out of your top." Renee looked down and hooked her fingers inside her top to readjust each triangle. Ken watched intently and he thought he got a quick peek at the top of one rosy areola as she moved a triangle to one side, then the other. "Frankly, with so little left to the imagination, we might as well be on that nude beach instead of sitting around the pool," Ken offered with a laugh. No Longer Strangers in Paradise Jill almost spilled her drink and Renee choked on a swallow she was taking. Jill recovered first. "Dream on, guys. I think this is about all you're going to see of us, so calm down, please." "You mean you would pass up a nude beach adventure while on vacation in a place where nobody knows you?" Ken prodded. "That just doesn't seem right to me." Renee picked up the banter. "Well, you're practically a nudist anyway, dear. You're always skinny dipping in our pool. You actually like being naked." Ken took on a pseudo-hurt expression. "If God had meant for us to be naked, we would have been born that way," he stated pompously. "It feels so much better to swim and sunbathe nude. You like it too, so why not admit it." Renee flushed. "I only do it once in a while to please you, and you know it," she said as Dan raised his eyebrows. Jill saw Dan's expression and smiled. "My hubby would love to see Renee lying nude on the sand like I did earlier today," she thought. "I wonder what she'd think of his skinny little pecker? I told her he was small, but what if she really saw it? Would she laugh at him and humiliate him?" Ken broke in on Jill's reverie. "My glass is empty again and I'm ready for a nice nap before the evening's festivities begin. Come on, Renee, let's go on over to our fancy villa and listen to the waves lap the shore." "Maybe you can lap something else too," Renee boldly stated as she rose and picked up her towel. Both couples gathered their things and strolled back to the duplex they shared. Dan soon heard the shower next door and wondered if it was Renee or Ken who was now soaping their nude body. Maybe they were both in the big shower together. With the thoughts of nude bodies coursing through his brain, he slid off his trunks and walked into the bathroom where his voluptuous wife was already standing in the shower, adjusting the water temperature for them. Jill slowly turned to rinse her backside and Dan caught a glimpse of several rivulets of soapy water sliding down her body, across her now-bare pubic mound. "Hey, what happened to your pussy?" Dan sputtered. Jill looked up and smiled. "Renee helped me make it nice and smooth for you earlier this afternoon. I wasn't sure you'd even notice." "Wow, you look spectacular! There's no way that I would fail to notice your bald pussy!" Dan half-shouted as he felt his little dick begin to twitch. "Renee shaved your bush? Is she smooth too?" "Yes, and yes. Wait a minute, I'm almost through," Jill replied. "You get cleaned up and join me in the other room as quick as you can. I'll let you see how it feels all smooth and nice." Dan brushed his erect dick against Jill's leg as she stepped out of the shower and he moved into the stream of warm water. Jill dried with a large, thick towel and put another towel over her wet hair before stretching out nude on the large bed. Her fingers played with her rosy nipples until they stood erect and pointy. Her other hand made lazy circles over her smooth pubic mound and she marveled at how sensitive her labia were at that time. "Starting without me?" Dan asked with a laugh as he stepped to the bed. "You look so sexy lying there like that." Jill spread her legs and smiled. "Come here, mister. I'm yours." Dan looked down at his wife's bald slit and noticed the wetness already evident. He lowered his head and let his tongue lightly touch her. His wife's mound was baby smooth and the taste of her female nectar quickly aroused him. "Oh, yes baby, lick me. Feel how smooth I am," Jill pleaded. Dan licked up and down his wife's wet slit, inserting his tongue inside her inner lips as she wriggled on the bed. The heady aroma and sweet taste was exciting. He looked up Jill's body to see her pulling on her own nipples as he feasted on her bald cunt. At the same instant, a vision of Renee, with an equally smooth mound flashed through his mind. Dan felt the extra pressure building in his balls and immediately lifted his face from his wife's soaking twat. Struggling with the soft bed, Dan moved up into the missionary position and used his right hand to guide his now erect four inches up to Jill's warm slit. Jill sighed. "Yes, honey, fuck me hard. I want to feel your cock." Pressing forward, Dan managed to get the head of his small dick between his wife's sticky lips an instant before his balls unloaded a copious quantity of cum into and onto Jill's pulsing pussy. "Oh shit," Dan cried, "I just squirted all over you and I never got inside!" Jill looked up at her husband with lust in her eyes. "Don't go limp on me, baby. Put in me anyway." Dan tried, unsuccessfully, to meet his wife's need, but his limp member wouldn't cooperate. "I'm sorry, honey. You got me so aroused, I couldn't hold it back. I'll make it up to you, I promise." "It's okay," Jill cooed. "We have plenty of time, don't we lover?" Dan rose and returned with a warm washcloth and tenderly cleaned up the mess he'd made between his sweet wife's legs. It was so humiliating to go off so fast, without satisfying his wife at all. The couple lay side by side, listening to each other breath. Soon, sounds began to come from the other side of the wall. Dan realized that Ken and Renee were having their own sex party next door. He again pictured Renee with her perky breasts and bald mound. He could almost see Ken kneeling on the bed behind her with his big cock sliding into Renee's upturned pussy as she muffled her moans with her pillow. "Listen to them," Jill whispered. "I think they're doing it too." "Yeah, they are definitely having fun," Dan responded dejectedly. "Evidently, Ken has a knack for lasting long enough to fuck his wife." Jill put her arms around Dan. "Don't be so hard on yourself. We had quite a day and you just got overly excited." "Thanks for understanding, honey," Dan half-grunted. "I'll find a way to satisfy you if it's the last thing I do. The day is not over yet." "Oh yeah, let me feel it. I love your big cock," Renee moaned as Ken continued to feed his cock into her warm, wet orifice. "Your cock feels so good, baby." Jill turned to Dan as they listened. "Did you hear that? Renee's really enjoying herself in there." "I'll bet Ken is loving it too," Dan groaned as his mind flashed a vision of the other couple's lovemaking. Jill let her fingers slip down her tummy and then begin to rub her own pussy as she continued to listen to her friend being royally fucked just inches away through the thin wall. Her finger gently toyed with her swollen clitoris and she raised her hips as waves of pleasure washed over her lustful body. "I love to watch you do yourself," Dan whispered encouragingly. "See if you can make yourself cum. Imagine that it's Ken's big cock that you are enjoying." Hearing Dan's words moved Jill much closer to a climax. As she continued to rub herself faster and faster, she listened to Renee moan. She even though she could even hear Ken's body slapping against her friend's rear end. Renee emitted a high-pitched scream as she and Ken climaxed almost at the same time. "Oh God, fuck me so good," Renee squealed as her world crashed around her. Moments later, Jill finally got herself off with two fingers plunging in and out of her slippery cunt. "Unh, unh, oh yes, yes," she moaned. Dan watched as his wife's body, wracked by spasms, quaked to a strong orgasm. "She got off on listening to Ken and Renee, because I couldn't last long enough to even get my little cock inside her," he thought. "How humiliating to be so inadequate." ... Renee and Ken, and Jill and Dan met outside the bungalow and walked together to the hotel's lobby and restaurants. As they walked, the women chattered and giggled as they shared their silent secret of their naughty afternoon. "What's so funny?" Ken asked as he held Renee's soft hand. "What have you two been plotting?" "Why, nothing, dear," Renee replied with a grin. "We're just having a good time, aren't we Jill?" "Uh, yeah, a good time, that's all," Jill stuttered quietly as she touched Renee lightly on the back of her arm. The two couples entered the main restaurant and a smiling waiter showed them to a large table near a window, overlooking the pool and beach beyond. The round sun was just beginning to turn orange as they ordered drinks and began to relax. "What a beautiful setting," Jill gushed. "This is so romantic." That nap this afternoon must have had a positive effect," Ken teased. "I know that I sure enjoyed mine." Jill blushed red and Renee saw the wide grin on Dan's face. "It doesn't appear that any of us got all that much sleep," she giggled. "There's something about a place like this that brings out our animal instincts." "I like animal instincts," Ken continued. "It is places like this that make all the daily hassles worthwhile, don't you think, Dan?" "Huh, well, I guess so," Dan responded as if he were off on another planet entirely. "Whatever you say, Ken." "Oh, Dan, I like that attitude. You mean you'll do whatever I say?" Ken prodded. "Within reason, I guess. I'm pretty flexible when I'm in this kind of environment," Dan said absently. Renee spoke next. "Does the same go for me also, Dan?" Dan appeared a bit confused. "Well, I guess so, Renee. "I don't particularly like being on a set schedule, so whatever you want to do is fine with me." Jill turned toward her husband, wondering just how flexible and open he would really be. Would he be willing to go to the nude beach? Would he shed his trunks and let others see his little weenie? Would he stand still and watch as she removed her suit top or maybe even strip off her suit entirely again? More potent tropical drinks arrived and the four became more and more animated. The men turned the conversation to each wife's new swimsuit. Ken complimented each of them on their choices and told them how sexy they looked at the pool. The women talked about how exposed they each had felt in their skimpy bikinis. They were assured by the men that they very much approved of their new look and that they were looking forward to seeing them in their suits again the next day. "And, there's always the nude beach," Ken reminded. "We really need to explore all the features of this fine resort, don't you agree, Dan?" Dan hesitated. "Well, I guess we could stroll along the shore and see what is going on. I'm not sure about joining in and sunbathing nude." "Why not?" Ken pressed. "We all have the same equipment other men and women have. What's the big deal? Our European friends think nothing about being nude in a social setting like this." "Dan's a little modest," Jill volunteered after a few drinks. "He's not exactly porn star material, if you get my drift," she added as she glanced across the table at her husband. Dan did not want to really let his secret out in front of Renee and replied, "Well, it seemed to do the job this afternoon, didn't it? Jill playfully replied back, "Well to tell you the truth, it was a bit quick today, but I am sure you will do better tonight." Dan frowned. "You really didn't have to explain," he grunted. "It's not anything I can change, so drop it." Ken knew from talking to Renee that she shaved Jill earlier, but he wanted to toy with Dan and Jill. "So, what kind of surprise did you find?" asked Ken. Dan said, "It is just between Jill and I. Something totally hot, though. I plan to enjoy the surprise as long as I can." Renee winked over at Jill and each woman giggled. Renee then reached across and held Dan's arm gently. "Pay no attention to them, Dan," she soothed. "There aren't many men who are endowed like those porn stars. Mostly, it's a matter of male exaggeration, I think." Ken added, "Yeah, buddy, I've heard that the average fellow's pecker is only five or six inches long. All the claims of nine and ten inches are generally fantasy." Jill wondered if Bill was accurate when he guessed Dan to be 4" long. Surely, Dan is not smaller than most men, was he?" Jill blurted without thinking, "I have never measured Dan before. He says he is at least average, but I really have nothing to compare him to. I do know that he is always popping out at the wrong time." Jill winked and hugged her husband in an effort to reassure him. Renee hugged her seated friend. "Hey, it's just the drinks talking, Jill. We'll pretend we didn't hear a word you said, won't we, Ken? Plus, I do not think any of us brought a ruler with us, did we?" "For all I know, I could be 5 inches, too. What do you think, Renee?" Ken asked. Dan took a deep swallow of his drink. "Let's change the subject," he quietly suggested. ... "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," Reginald Morebank said in heavily accented English as he stood next to the table. "I was hoping that I would find you here." Jill and Renee looked up quickly and both blushed guiltily. Renee recovered first and cleared her throat. "Hello, Reginald, it is very nice to see you again." She turned to Ken. "Ken, dear, this is our friend, Mr. Reginald Morebank. He is a retired Royal Marine officer." Ken recovered from his confusion and stood. "Very pleased to meet you, Reginald. May I ask how you know my wife?" "Ah, yes, well you see, sir, we met earlier today out by the water. Your wife and her friend, Jill, here, were strolling along the water's edge and we got into a bit of conversation, d'ye see." Dan stood and introduced himself. "So, you are a Royal Marine. What brings you to Playa del Maya?" "Please call me Reggie. I am recently retired, actually," Reggie replied. "I decided to take some time off and enjoy life a bit more than the Royal Marines allow. I'm terribly happy with this place already." "If you are here alone, Reggie, why don't you join us for another drink and dinner, if you haven't yet dined?" Ken invited. He had seen the sparkle in Renee's eyes and wanted to get some additional information about their visit with Reggie. "Delighted, I'm sure," Reggie replied with gusto. "It has been quite a while since I have enjoyed the company of such delightful ladies as your wives." He pulled up an empty chair and smoothly joined them, motioning to the waiter for another round. "It would be my pleasure to purchase the next round for you folks." Soon, the group ordered dinner and continued to sip their fancy drinks and chat. Renee looked over at Reggie. "How did you happen to choose this place to vacation, Reggie?" Reggie smiled. "Ahh, well, you see, I was stationed in the British Virgin Islands for several years. I came to love the West Indies and visited most of the islands when I was on leave. I particularly enjoyed Jamaica and St. Martin, the beaches, you know. Later, I was deployed in England, Portsmouth actually, and did a stint attached to the port admiral there. It was interesting at times, but mostly a crashing bore. When I decided to take retirement, I thought to take up my old love of the Caribbean. Until now, I had not been to the Mexican Riveria, so it seemed the logical place to start. "So, you all met along the beach, not at the pool, is that right?" Ken inquired as Reggie finished his comments. Renee spoke up. "That's right, dear. Jill and I decided to take a walk along the beach. Reggie, here, was just heading for the water as we walked by, and we were intrigued by his accent. We ended up visiting for a few minutes before heading back up the beach." Reggie chuckled. "They were quite wide-eyed I believe. So many folks out sunning themselves. It was a beautiful day, I must say." Ken began to read between the lines, recalling the women's strange attitude as they met for dinner. "On what section of the beach did you meet, may I ask?" "To the South of here," Reggie confirmed. "It's quite a walk from the pool here. You have to go past the sign, d'ye see?" "I believe you mean the sign that marks the nude section of the beach, am I right, Reggie?" "Correct!" Reggie confirmed as he straightened his tie. "That is the nicest portion of this beach. The water is quite clear and the sand is very clean." Dan, who had been listening, spoke up. "So, let me get this straight. You met Jill and Renee down on the nude section of the beach this afternoon?" Reggie could sense a change in mood around the table. "Er, yes, I suppose you are correct, Dan. That is where I was when they walked by me." "And, you were nude at the time?" Dan posed. "Right, I was as Mother Nature intended at that time. As I said, I was on my way to take a dip when Jill and Renee strolled by me." Dan glanced at Jill just in time to see her lower her eyes and turn her head, trying to avoid his gaze. "Then our wives have definitely seen you in your, uhh, birthday suit, right?" Reggie chuckled. "Is that what you call it? If you mean seeing me in the altogether, you are quite right. You realize that nudity is quite the thing down here, do you not?" Ken interrupted with a smile. "We were just discussing that earlier today. The girls made it quite clear that they were not interested in visiting the nude beach or getting naked. It seems that they were not being totally honest with us, right Dan?" "I agree," Dan muttered. "They didn't tell us what they'd been up to at all." "So sorry if I have caused you fine folks any problem," Reggie said. "All perfectly innocent, I assure you." "Not your problem, Reggie," Ken assured the man. "Now that the cat is out of the bag, so to speak, I'd like a bit more information if you don't mind." Jill and Renee sat mum as Ken carried on. "Reggie, we have established that you were nude at the time of their visit. In what state of dress were our wives?" "They had their little suits on at that time," Reggie stated firmly. Ken persisted. "Did both of our wives keep their suits on the whole time?" Reggie squirmed in his chair. "Well, I think they began to feel a bit out of place after a while. They did remove their tops at that point." "Is that all?" Ken asked. Renee finally broke in. "No, honey, before we left, we finally took everything off, just to see what it was like. Please, don't be angry, okay?" Ken hugged Renee to him. "I'm not angry, dear, just a little disappointed that I wasn't there with you when you bared your beautiful body. You and Jill deprived Dan and I of a golden moment." "Yeah," Dan interjected. "I can't believe you went to a nude beach without me, Jill. What were you thinking?" "I wasn't really thinking at all," Jill replied with a pout. Renee wanted to go, so I went along. Then, when she began to join in, I felt funny about not doing it too. It was only for a couple of minutes, and then we put on our suits and hiked back to the pool. If you had been with me, would you have dropped your trunks?" Dan was speechless for a few moments. "I'm not sure what I'd do," he finally admitted. "Depends on how I would rank among the other guys at the beach." Dan joked. Renee looked around the table and felt they were at a crucial point. "I know, why don't we all go down to the nude beach together tomorrow. If we go as a group, it might not be such a big deal. I know that I am over the jitters. It was fun and the water feels divine." "If you go again, I'll definitely be there with you," Ken stated firmly. "I've always wanted to see you cavorting on a nude beach. I was hoping you would finally give in and agree to try it. Little did I know that you would beat me to the punch?" "I want Jill to go," Renee replied. "I don't want to go without her there too." Ken looked over to Jill. "How about it, Jill? Are you in?" he asked, ignoring Dan for the moment. "Only if Dan will go with me," Jill replied as she looked at her husband out of the corner of her eye. Dan shrugged. "If you are all going to try it, I don't think I have a choice. I'll go, but I'm not sure about getting naked in front of all those people." No Longer Submissive You see me enter the room wearing my leopard print halter top and black leather pants. All the guys in the bar turn to stare as I walk towards you. It was obvious I wasn't wearing underwear or a bra. The look in my eyes were pure lust and you knew we'd be leaving soon. I sit beside you and place my hand under the table on your groin. Deftly unzipping your pants, I began to stroke you right then and there. God I wanted a taste of you. "What, no hello?" you ask me with a teasing smile. You know me well. I love sex and I hadn't seen you in a month. My college is eight hours away from where you live and you knew I was just aching to get fucked. Eat? Hell no, not right now. You knew what I wanted to do. We leave within minutes, I already had you breathing heavy and sweating. Your cock was so hard you had to try to cover it with your coat, and my bemused smile as we left made you laugh. I was soaking wet but you had no idea yet. You pull over a cab and we get in. You tell him of a hotel and we are on our way. You grab me and kiss me passionately, and start to fondle me. Ohh you know I can't be quiet. The taxi driver smiles, lets us out and we quickly make it to the hotel room. I walked in stunned. You had never been romantic or even dominating, my two favorite qualities in a man. I did everything in the relationship and I had secretly become very sick of it. But the hotel room was decorated in flowers. and near the bed was body oil, handcuffs and blindfolds. I almost had an orgasm right there as your touch was suddenly electrifying and there was nothing I could do but to be submissive to you. "baby I'll do anything you want" I say as you order me over to the bed. My laughing eyes taunt you and you become more aggressive. "Oh you think I'm just submissive huh" you start. "Well get ready for this" and you wrap the blindfold around my eyes. You take my nipple between your teeth and tongue and begin to roll it around, making me moan and squirm. You stop suddenly and I can't tell where you are when you start kissing my stomach and start to fuck me with a finger. Ooh I yell in surprise and I can feel your dick swell against my leg. You lick my clit and start tongue fucking me. My juices pour onto your face and I begin to buck. You immediately stop. You grab the body oil and start rubbing it all over my body. I am so aroused that i can't take it. I beg you to fuck me, but you tell me to wait. You lovingly oil every inch of my body. Then you dangle your cock in front of my mouth as I strain to reach it. You start to fuck my mouth as I take you all in, loving the feel of your cock in my mouth. It swells and becomes even harder. God I want to taste your cum. You are about ready to cum when you quit...leading your cock down to my pussy you tease me. God I can't quit moaning, all I want is to feel you inside of me. But I want to taste your cum. I'm torn and there is nothing I can do but to let you have your way with me. The suspense kills me. You jam your cock in me. I have an instant orgasm. You keep going as your cock fills me up. I cum again and again and you keep going until your cock explodes in me and I feel it dripping out of my pussy onto the bed. You lay on top of me and take the blindfold and handcuffs off. You gently caress me and tell me that I'll be getting a lot more where that came from, and I smile in anticipation. No Longer Sure Ch. 01 "I can't believe we're actually going on a cruise! I've wanted to do this for years." Margaret announced with giddiness. Ben, her fiancée rolled his eyes as they waited in line to board. "I'll be right back. I can't stop looking at the ship." She rushed over to the window and stared in awe at the massive vessel that would be their home for the next week. She kinked her neck, trying to see the top but came back pouting when her efforts were denied. "Will you relax." Ben nearly snarled. "It's just a boat. Nothing more." Margaret sighed and looked over her shoulder where an older couple smiled. "I still can't believe you convinced me to go on this and not on the hunting trip. That could have given us enough meat for years." "Ben, will you simmer down man. You'll love this. Tina said that they take care of all your needs. We'll be treated like Kings." Ben scoffed and looked away, still fuming over his lost trip. "It's true." The old woman piped up. Ben turned, rage in his eyes and she was forced to look away. Margaret smiled apologetically as their turn came. They handed in their papers, had pictures taken, and had their bags taken to their rooms. Ben smirked as their bag carrier struggled slightly with their luggage. "See if he ate more meat then he would have bigger muscles." Margaret closed her eyes and resisted the urge to unload. She loved Ben with all her heart. He had saved her from a tumultuous relationship that was on the verge of battery. She wondered if she fell into another seeing his demeanour. "Ben, please relax. I'm sorry you couldn't go shoot things. I really am but Tina and Claude couldn't go so I thought it would be nice." Ben sighed and looked over. He nodded and Margaret smiled. "Besides, it will do us some good to actually go and meet people." Ben chuckled and pulled her close. She wrapped her arms around him and held herself close, savouring the kindness. He kissed her softly as they came to their room. He swung the door open and turned the light on. Margaret stepped in and fell back onto the bed. She sighed in comfort before rolling over. Ben stopped in the doorway when Margaret's green eyes radiated her desires. "Let's start this trip off right." Ben grinned and closed the door behind them as she lifted her shirt. "Welcome aboard. Now that you've done all the safety training I hope you enjoy your time as we set sail for Alaska." Margaret rushed outside, watching Vancouver fade into the distance. Ben came up and wrapped his arms around her. "This is amazing. It was a long flight for this but I just feel that it's actually going to be worth it. I overheard that the views are to die for." Ben whispered and Margaret grinned. "Told you. I'm glad you're going to enjoy yourself. I bet there's even a hunters group or something on board to quench that thirst." Ben smirked before pecking her black hair. Both jumped when the ships horn sounded when another ship passed. Margaret waved to the other ship before jumping once again when the horn sounded. Margaret and another woman further down screamed before looking at each other. Margaret froze when she saw the couple amongst a group of friends. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the woman's sandy blonde hair that shimmered in the open sunlight. She felt compelled to meet her and before she could stop her train of thought, her feet began taking her on a journey. Margaret took Ben's hand and made her way down the ship, her sight never leaving the stranger. She was pleasantly surprised when her target couldn't move her eyes elsewhere. "Bloody horns." Margaret said and smiled. The group chuckled, some poking fun, while others sized up the two. The blonde closed her eyes before letting out a deep breath. Margaret studied the woman, curious why she kept her eyes closed as her face reddened. She smiled sweetly and offered to save her. "Sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you in front of your friends." "Oh no need. She's always been jumpy." A man said behind her. Margaret didn't notice him, instead she offered her hand. "Margaret." The blonde opened her eyes and both stared, unable to form any words. Margaret felt a hum in her core that she couldn't ignore when she became lost in the stranger's steel blue eyes. The blonde managed to lift her hand and shake the offered hand. "Anna." Margaret's heart melted once her soft voice fell upon her. The hum in her chest grew and before she knew what happened, she moaned quietly. Their hands dropped and Anna looked back. "I see your man has moved on with Mark." Margaret blinked several times, trying to break the spell upon her. She glanced over Anna's shoulder to see Ben and another man walking away with another two in toe. Margaret looked around and suddenly felt out of place. "This is Maria and Jennifer." Margaret greeted the two politely. Maria's dark brown eyes studied Margaret as she greeted Jennifer, letting her six foot frame tower over her. Jennifer smiled and briefly hugged Margaret, pressing her five foot frame in close. "Don't mind Maria, she's very protective." Jennifer whispered before parting. Margaret blushed when the feeling her Jennifer's breasts tingled through hers once they parted. Margaret quickly composed herself before turning to Anna. "Sorry if I interrupted. I'm only here with Ben so I thought..." "Well it was kind of rude, just barging in. What if we didn't want to meet new people?" Maria replied and Margaret took a step back. Anna flinched and stepped around Maria, keeping her steel blue eyes fixated on the newcomer. "That will be enough Maria. She's alone and wanted some company. Besides the men are going to be a while. With Mark finding the bar earlier I'm sure they'll be well on their way talking about whatever boys talk about." Margaret smiled as Anna defended her. "Come, let's walk around and get to know each other." Margaret took the lead with Anna not leaving her side. Maria and Jennifer stepped back and shared a smirk before letting the two chat as though they'd been friends for life. Margaret was surprised that she'd opened so much to her. As she told them about herself, she felt compelled to continue. They stopped outside the sports bar to see their men laughing and drinking their fill. "So who's with whom?" Margaret asked. Anna sighed and looked around. Jennifer stepped forward and answered. Margaret felt a sting against her side when she looked over at the suddenly solemn face of Anna. She nearly missed that Mark was with Anna while Maria's Mexican man named Demar sat to the right of Ben while Jennifer's man Aaron was across the table. All four were striking young men that the female servers were keen to serve. Margaret kept her focus on Anna and smiled when Anna finally met her gaze. Their stare broke when Jen squealed and pointed further down. "Oh-my-god, they have a massage parlour. We so have to get booked in!" Jen took Maria's hand and pulled hard, dragging the taller woman. Margaret snickered as she turned. "She's strong for a short stack." Anna laughed and snatched Margaret's hand. Both women instinctually stared at their sudden union before looking back into their eyes. "Call me crazy but I..." "Feel as though there's something between us? Like we've known each other forever?" Margaret nodded and sighed deeply. She never felt any connection to anyone as profoundly as the new bond being forged. She couldn't put it into words what coursed through her soul when Anna squeezed her hand. "I don't know what it is but I like it, a lot." Margaret's heart stopped momentarily when she saw a flicker of adventure cross Anna's eyes. She felt the hum return and once again a quiet moan escaped her. Anna's cheeks lightly reddened before looking down the hall. "Me too." Margaret squeaked out. What is going on here? I've never felt so alive. Ben doesn't even bring out these emotions. Margaret's brain shifted gears as she tried to understand what was happening between them. "Are you two coming or what?" Maria shouted from the room. Margaret snapped out of her thoughts and let go of Anna's hand. "I wish." Anna muttered before her eyes widened when she blatantly stared at Margaret's firm backside. Margaret turned, feeling her eyes and Anna blushed before catching up. I knew it! She was checking me out. She's a wildflower like Amy. She's a perfect woman, all the curves in the right places. Bigger than Jen in the tit department but not a skyscraper like Maria. I'd turn gay for her. "What?" Anna asked and Margaret paled when she realized she was staring down Anna's shirt. "Yes I know my twins are big, you want some?" Margaret turned a deep crimson, averting her lusting stare. "Sorry, I don't know what came over me." Anna smiled and patted Margaret on the shoulder. "It's okay. I get it all the time. Men drool over my chest while women glare. You're the first to actually stare without hatred. Maria's so jealous she calls them anchors and I take great pride in being a good swimmer." "Why would I hate them? They're part of you and you're such a sweetheart." Anna laughed and Margaret stared at the roof in disbelief. "You are something else Margaret. I've never met someone so open before. I like that." Margaret brought her attention off the roof as Jen poked her head out. "If you want a massage you better get your fine asses in here." Anna stared shocked and Jen laughed. "Jen! Such language is not ladylike. I don't know how Aaron lives with you foul tongue." Margaret snickered as Jen's eyes gleamed with naughtiness. "Oh he loves my foul tongue for more than just words Anna dear." Anna eyes nearly fell out and Jen laughed heartily before waving. "Maria says to get in here before she makes them believe you're a couple of fags." Margaret instantly took offence and stepped back. She'd always defended her friends and felt compelled to do the same here. "I can't. I have plans that day to go see the huskies." Anna watched as Margaret snapped at her best friend. She quickly caught the anger and closed her eyes. "I'm sorry Anna but I having friends that are gay and seeing their fight firsthand, I just don't tolerate that." Margaret turned and left, not wanting Anna to see her pain. Anna stormed into the massage parlour and openly slapped Maria across the face, stunning the tall woman. "Some days I wish you would shut your big mouth." Anna growled, handing her card to Jen. Jen filled out the papers for a massage, keeping her attention away. "She's a kind soul and you just have to get your feathers ruffled." "She's gay Anna and she has the hots for you." Maria replied sourly and Anna shook her head. Maria was keen in that regard and had been wrong only on the rare occasion. Anna usually avoided them when Maria pointed them out, not wanting to cause any problems between them or with Mark. "She's here with Ben. That's enough proof that she's straight Maria. I want to meet her. I like her." "Just watch out Anna or else Mark's going to take his cushy job and all his money and run. He's a great guy and you shouldn't lose him over a fling." Anna bit her tongue and swiped her card from the desk. "I'll be wherever Margaret is apologizing profusely. If you're woman enough come find us, if not I suggest you keep busy and away from me. I've never been so embarrassed in all my life." Anna snapped and stomped out. Jennifer smirked when Maria turned. "She's a mean one Ms Grinch." Jennifer sung and Maria chuckled. "I think Margaret is here to stay Maria." Margaret stormed up to the upper decks and out onto the outdoor pool. She smiled momentarily as the sun warmed her. She marched to the bar and ordered a strawberry daiquiri before heading to the railing. She drank quickly hoping that the coolness of the drink would douse the fire of her anger. Margaret flopped down on a nearby bench and let the sounds of children playing in the water fade away. She closed her mind to the world, the same trick she did as a secretary, and took calming breaths. "Sorry about Maria. She's very judgemental." Anna said, snapping Margaret from her angered stare. "May I?" Margaret nodded and slid over. Anna sat down and leaned back, letting the sun hit her face. "She's just scared that I'll ruin my life." "It's Mark isn't it?" Margaret blurted out. "Fuck." Anna giggled before letting out a deep sigh. "You're right. Mark and I are together but she believes that I'm with him for the money. He's a rich man with a great job at a law firm. He's going to be wealthy but I like him for more than that. He treats me well when his eyes aren't wandering. I cannot ask for anything more from a man." "He's cheating on you? That ass.."Anna placed a finger over Margaret's lips before continuing. "He's like his father and I'll leave it at that but I believe I can change him into a one woman man. I think he loves me but you know men, they'll never admit it." Margaret chuckled before downing more of her drink. "I guess I should be sorry to about my actions with Maria. I have two girlfriends that are in item and having seen their fight firsthand I admire their tenacity. I respect their courage to fight when so many call them down. I've stood up to so many people, it's just become instinct." Anna smiled and rested her hand on Margaret's shoulder. Her fingers played with her shoulder length black hair, savouring the softness. "It's okay. I think she deserved every word you said." Anna replied, leaning back once more. "I wish my friends would do that." Margaret turned, her eyebrow raised. "Pardon my language but Maria is an opinionated spick. She believes that the world owes her a favour and rubs in continuously. Jennifer is a god damn flake that can't see past her own nose." Margaret's eyes widened as Anna bashed her friends. She went to speak but Anna cut her off. "Why am I with them you ask, because our men are high school buddies. Like it or not I'm stuck with them. I've wanted a friend that I can actually talk to without worrying about repercussions or class." Margaret sighed and looked out over the ocean. Her heart went out to her. She known her for less than a day and already had her pains. "Funny how I barely know you and here I am bleeding my frustrations." "Anytime." Margaret replied as Ben and Mark emerged from the ship. They sauntered over, slightly buzzed. "Maggie I have a plan." Margaret cringed when he called her. She hated the nickname forced upon her by Ben when he wanted to stop an argument before starting. "Mark's told me about the groups onboard and we've decided to sign up for a fishing trip and you two can do whatever. Sounds great right?" Margaret was about to object when the rest of Anna's friends came outside. "Glad you like it. It's dinner time let's go." Ben took Margaret's hand and pulled her from the bench. She looked back and smiled sadly. Anna watched her leave until the door closed behind her. "She's different, nothing like us." Maria said and Anna kept her opinion to herself. Jennifer, however saw the rage boiling inside Anna. "Let's get some grub. There's a show I want to watch tonight in the theatre." The group left and Anna for once felt segregated from the group. She toyed with her food, unable to think of anyone else but her. She looked around the buffet dining area, hoping to find her but knew better. Mark was a rich man and would treat Anna with the greatest expenses he could afford. Ben rambled on about the groups he was thinking of joining. Sports, hunting, and cars bubbled from his mouth while Margaret began slouching in her seat. "I'm going to check out the casino." Ben said, seeing that his partner wasn't interested in his stories. Margaret nodded and kept her head down, wondering why she felt so down. The evening continued on and her plate was taken without her noticing. Finally she left the table and slipped into her room. She looked around at the small room with no windows and her mind faltered back to Anna. "I got to get my act together. She's just a girl." As she walked into the small bathroom for a shower, she realized she wasn't fooling anyone. Anna rolled her eyes as Mark ploughed into her, his grunts the only sound other than her ass being slammed into. She prayed that he would finish and as soon as she finished her thought, she felt his seed splash through her. She moaned to please her drunken man. Mark rolled off her and quickly passed out beside her. Anna slipped out of bed and after cleaning up, dressed and walked out onto her balcony. She looked out into the darkness and slouched as a cold pit in her stomach formed. "What the hell is wrong with me? She's someone you've just met and you're thinking about..." Anna looked up to see Margaret. She smiled looking up. "I mean I know you've fought for gay rights and all. It doesn't mean you are one as well does it?" Anna listened and the more she heard, the less she worried. "I think you should stop there." Anna shouted. Margaret looked down and paled when her eyes fell upon her. "Want some company?" "I'd love some." Margaret said before thinking. Anna smiled and rushed through the room and out onto the top levels. Why do I want to be with her? It just feels right. Margaret exhaled deeply, calming her suddenly racing heart. Anna emerged from the ship and stood beside Margaret. A pleasant silence consumed them as both shared glances before giggling. "Look at us. A couple of lovesick kids." Anna said and Margaret smirked. Are we really? I don't think so. I'm just fooling myself. She's going to be a married woman soon. She wouldn't have time for me. "Coming from the woman that stinks of sex." Margaret replied with a chuckle. Anna blushed and looked down at the water. "I'd call it shame and defeat." Margaret laughed before sighing. "He was plastered and wanted some action." "I know, Ben was the same. I told him to go to sleep. He's so sloppy in bed that there's more of a mess on me than in me. The other problem is that when he's drunk he snores like thunder." They laughed and Margaret wrapped an arm around her. "At least we have each other. I don't think Maria or Jen would be out here in the middle of the night." "No, they wouldn't. Maria's probably playing with herself while Jen is savouring whatever Aaron has for her. Self righteous bitches." Anna said sadly before slipping closer to Margaret. She rested her head just above Margaret's breasts and exhaled in comfort. Margaret rested her head on hers and took in her scent. She held back her urge to grimace when the faint smell of sex lingered underneath the pleasant tones of perfume. "Look!" Margaret looked up to see a shooting star. She smiled and made a wish that surprised her. "There's another." Anna lifted her head and began pointing at trails of light before they became too many to count. They marvelled at the show, both gasping when a larger streak of light lit the night sky. "So pretty." "Not as pretty as you." Margaret whispered instinctually. Anna turned, hearing her and Margaret lowered her head. "I really got to stop doing that or I'm going to get in..." Anna gripped Margaret's chin, turning her before kissing her soundly. Both women quickly parted with a delicious shiver running down their spines. "Don't ever stop speaking your mind. We women need people like you." Anna whispered, resting her forehead on Margaret's. "You must think I'm a floozy or..." "Don't say it. I'd hate to tear a strip out of you."Anna smiled before parting when the laughter of another couple came to their ears. Margaret looked over her shoulder and sighed when an old couple watched the stars. Margaret turned back and quickly found herself lost in the blues of her blonde counterpart. Anna sighed deeply and licked her lips. Margaret did the same, savouring the taste that she hoped as Anna and not the remnants of Mark. No Longer Sure Ch. 01 "I'd better go." Anna said, breaking Margaret from her heated stare. Anna turned and took several steps before looking back. "Are you coming?" Margaret moaned inside when Anna's hushed, yet moving tone came to her. Margaret rushed up and took Anna's hidden hand, concealing their bond from any eyes. Margaret became entranced with Anna's body as she led her through the ship. Her eyes roamed down her smooth sandy blonde hair to the small of her back before diving across her luscious backside. "Like what you see?" Anna said, startling Margaret. She cursed under her breath and Anna chuckled quietly. Margaret decided to be bold, taking a page from her friends. "Very much so. You've taken good care of yourself." Margaret pinched Anna's butt and the blonde squealed before turning, their hands still together. "Watch it. I've never lost a pinching battle." Margaret raised an eyebrow in amusement. Anna grinned before continuing down the hall. After a couple turns, their time ended. "Thanks for the talk." Anna said politely. Margaret looked down the halls, seeing on one and smirked. "We really didn't talk about anything." Anna smiled in reply and leaned in, pulling Margaret close. "Oh we talked about many things. Some things do not require words." Margaret pulled back and the two stared into each other's eyes, trying to read the other. On impulse, both women leaned in and their lips met. Their soft union drew quiet moans from both and before long, Margaret's tongue slipped out and fluttered against Anna's lips. Anna openly accepted the request and their kiss intensified. Margaret's heart thumped hard as her hands slid from Anna's sides up to her face, caressing her neck. Anna's hands followed their own path down Margaret's sides, resting firmly on her hips, keeping her close. They slowly parted when their lungs commanded air. "Wow." Anna whispered, letting out a shuddered breath. "I've never done or felt that before." Margaret only nodded in response, unable to form any words that would do what passed between them justice. "Will I see you tomorrow?" "Definitely. I don't think I could go a day without you." Anna blushed and Margaret once again dropped her head. "I'll get better I swear. I'd hate to blurt something out like that in front of Maria." "Yes and with that thought we need to be careful. I don't think Maria, Ben, or Mark would approve of what we did tonight." Margaret nodded in agreement. Them? What about you Anna? Do you approve of what's happening between us? Do I? I'm so lost but I know one thing for sure. That humming in my chest feels so right. "Funny thing, I don't want to stop." Margaret said and Anna took in a deep breath. She looked into Margaret's jade coloured eyes and her knees bent as though she was on the verge of buckling. Margaret held her up and smiled before pecking her lips one last time. "Sleep well." She let go of Anna and turned, believing she was being the smart one. A hard pinch on her ass spun her around and Anna stood there, grinning cheekily. "Oh it's on girl. Your ass is going to be so sore." "Oh want to bet?" Margaret's interest peaked. She was never one to back down from any challenge. "We keep tabs and the woman with the most pinches wins. The loser has to kiss each one better." "Wow, you really know how to up the stakes." Margaret said, weighing her options dramatically. "Well you better get those lips ready because you're going to be kissing this." Margaret turned and lightly slapped her butt. Anna laughed and unlocked her door. "Goodnight." "Goodnight." Anna said, looking back. Neither wanted to leave the other and it was Anna that looked around before rushing into Margaret's arms. They held each other and both snickered before parting. "Tomorrow, me and you. We're going to get to the bottom of this." "Speaking of bottoms." Margaret pinched Anna's butt, eliciting a squeal. She laughed before groping both cheeks. "Hey now." Anna whispered, parting their embrace. "I said pinches." Anna winked before stepping back. "I'll let you take the lead, for now. Just be ready to kiss this fine backside. Oh and we have a five day period. On the sixth day we tally." "Deal." Margaret said turning. She looked back and caught Anna staring at her. She rolled her hips purposely and Anna blushed before looking away momentarily. Margaret felt her eyes eating her up and she blushed herself. You are in so much trouble Margaret. Margaret groaned as the darkness of the room seemed everlasting. She rolled over and saw that most of the morning had past. "Shit." She said sitting up. Ben grumbled and rolled over. "Not so loud. Go and do something while I sleep this off." Margaret snickered and looked over at her man. She turned on the light and quickly dimmed it enough to appease both. She rummaged through her suitcase and got dressed in jeans and a long sleeve shirt. She slipped from the room and smiled when the first workers came through. "He's still sleeping. Too much drink." The man nodded with a grin and continued on. Margaret walked down the silent corridors and out into the midmorning day. A deep fog covered the sea denying her the chance to see the shoreline. She huffed in anger and continued on. She entered the buffet area and grinned when she saw Anna in line. She looked around and saw Maria and Jennifer sitting with their backs turned. She snuck up behind her and quickly pinched her bottom. Anna jumped, holding back her squeal. She spun around and met the cheeky grin of Margaret. "Morning." Anna glared playfully before turning back. "Oh feeling the pressure already?" Anna chuckled before handing her a plate. "Not at all. I'm strategic. You think you're winning but all you're doing is falling into my clutches." If only you knew I was already there. Margaret stiffened as a quick pinch came to her. She looked down at Anna and was greeted by a wink before she walked to her table. Margaret composed herself before taking her breakfast. She walked over to the table and Maria quickly took offense. "This is our table thank you." Margaret stared in wonder at her rudeness before seeing that it only sat three. She smiled warmly to keep appearance. "I wasn't planning on sitting with you. I just was passing by and thought I'd say good morning." Margaret's rudeness met Maria's and quickly surpassed it. She sauntered away, feeling Anna's eyes on her. "Seriously what the fuck woman?" Jennifer snapped suddenly. Anna averted her eyes, believing she'd been caught but relaxed when Jennifer's attention was squarely on Maria. "She's a nice girl. Just because you're a homophobe doesn't mean that the rest of us have to follow suit." Anna barely contained her smile when Jen continued. "I'm going outside to get to know her. Coming Anna?" Anna was already standing and leaving, much to the chagrin of Maria. They walked outside to see Margaret pecking away at her breakfast. "Hey girl, may we join you?" Margaret looked up at the two blondes and smiled. "Of course, that's if you don't mind sitting with a woman that defends homosexuality." Jen laughed while Anna smiled warmly when Margaret met her gaze. Jen sat down and began chatting up a storm, oblivious to the smiles and stares snuck between the two. After finishing eating, the fog began to clear and the first islands appeared. Margaret stood and took a blanket when a passing worker offered one. She wrapped it around herself and stared at the islands. Anna and Jennifer joined her and both women looked up at the black haired beauty. "Your smile, it's so serene." Anna said and Margaret briefly broke away. She kept the smile and sighed deeply. "No need to say it. I know." "Know what?" Jen interrupted. Margaret turned and grinned. "Just that I've wanted to see these islands for years. My father told me all about them when he took a hunting trip here." Jen nodded and quickly looked bored. "I'm going to find Maria. Remember Anna, we have the opera this afternoon then the formal dinner." Anna nodded and Jen quickly left. "Sounds like a full day." Margaret said. Anna nodded before turning. "Look I'm sorry if I went too far yesterday. I don't know why but when I see you I just melt." "Me too. I know I'm not gay but I just feel drawn to you." Anna replied. "Like the sea, I just can't get away from the shore." Mark came out and wrapped his arms around Anna. "Hi Mark, sleep well?" Margaret said, doing her best to be civil. Mark nodded, the fringes of the hangover still evident. "Come dear we have to get ready for the show. Pleasure seeing you Margaret. Tell Ben that after dinner to meet us as the captain's bar." Margaret nodded, cringing that it meant another night of poor sleep. Mark pulled Anna and as she stepped back, she delivered a pinch to Margaret. She turned, barely able to hold back her surprise. Anna smirked and winked before turning. Margaret spent the day alone to her thoughts. Ben emerged from their room with all intentions of spending time with her but quickly lost interest and ended up in the sports bar talking about his hunting exploits. Margaret changed into her swimsuit, taking a book and headed out to the pool. She lounged in the sun and sighed. She dropped the book and looked skyward, trying to figure out her life. She rolled onto her stomach and before long, fell asleep. She woke startled with a sore bum. She turned to see Anna bent down. Her gown opened enough to give a peek down her cleavage and Margaret stole a peek. "That's unfair." Margaret said. Anna smirked before pinching her butt again. "Okay I'm awake." Anna laughed as Margaret sat up. Anna moaned when she saw Margaret's chest at eye level. She quickly composed herself and blushed when Margaret smirked confidently. "You like what you see?" "Very much so, you're a pretty woman. Maria and Demar have been sent off ship. I thought you should know." Margaret's eyes widened in shock from the news but she couldn't hide the smile that broke through. "Something about Demar causing a disturbance, theft, and trespassing on the ship. With that would you like to join us for dinner?" "I'd love to." Margaret replied. Anna stood, taking her book and dry towel. Margaret stood and the two made their way back to her room. Margaret walked in to see Ben already dressed. Anna and Margaret smiled as the tuxedo was properly tailored. "Hello Bond." Anna remarked. Ben laughed and kissed Margaret before stepping past. "Thank you Anna. You're quite lovely yourself. I'll be outside waiting." Margaret sighed when the door closed, leaving the two alone. "He's right, you are gorgeous." Margaret commented. Anna smiled and quietly locked the door. Margaret's blood pounded in her ears as Anna stepped up and slipped her fingers between the suit at her shoulders. "Is that right my black haired wonder that makes me rethink my entire outlook on life? Can I... I want to kiss you. Is that okay?" Margaret swallowed and nodded, searching for her strength. Anna pulled her down and planted a hard kiss on her lips. Once again Margaret moaned as the softness of the woman holding her made her body quiver. She had no doubts anymore. She was smitten with Anna. "God the things I want to do to you." Anna muttered as they parted. Margaret gripped Anna's firm backside and pulled her close, pinning her arms between them. "Honey, if I get my way I'll turn you away from men forever." Anna's eyes widened but the soft laughter relaxed her. Margaret kissed her softly several times, savouring the taste of her lips. "You need to get ready." Anna whispered between loving kisses. Margaret groaned in frustration, suddenly surprised by her libido for the woman in her arms. She looked down into her eyes, seeing the same yearning burning inside. They both fought against the inevitable. They were falling hard for one another. "You're right." Margaret said before she began pinching Anna's butt. Anna fought to get her arms free and quickly buried her screams down Margaret's throat. Margaret took the opportunity and turned before falling onto the bed, pulling Anna on top. Their kiss lengthened and their hands began to roam. Margaret slowly hiked up Anna's dress and kneaded her thighs and butt while Anna pulled down Margaret's bathing suit to reveal her C cup breasts. "You have such a sweet ass." "And you're one naughty girl. A sexy, naughty girl." Anna breathed before kissing her hard. Anna's hands rested on her chest and Margaret's nipples hardened into pebbles. She moaned into Anna's mouth and slipped her hands up, pulling her panties tight to her pussy. Anna broke the kiss and shuddered when Margaret slipped one hand around and felt her dampening underwear. "God I don't know why but I want this." Anna breathed before glancing at the door when she heard someone talking. "We can't do this. Not now." "But I just want to feel you." Margaret quietly begged. Anna smiled warmly before kissing her soundly. She got off the bed and straightened her dress. Margaret sighed before standing as well. Anna licked her lips when Margaret pulled out her white evening gown. "Guess I get to see you naked first." Anna said teasingly. Margaret hung her dress in the bathroom and turned. She quickly stripped down, and bravely stood in front of Anna. Anna milked the sight of Margaret, burning an image into her memory so brightly that she wanted to be blind so that Margaret was the last things she ever saw. Her eyes roamed down her tight stomach to her trimmed pussy. The musk of her sex slowly came to her and Anna covered her mouth. "Oh." Margaret stepped close and took Anna's hands in her hands slapped them onto her ass. Both women moaned quietly before staring into each other's eyes. "I showed you mine. Show me yours?" Anna stepped back and quickly pulled her dress off. Margaret stared as Anna unclasped her bra, letting her large breasts swing free. She tentatively reached down to her panties and pulled them down to her knees. "Sweet lord you're heavenly." Anna blushed and nearly squealed when the door was knocked upon before she could take in her details. "I'm just jumping in the shower hun. I'll be out in a bit. Why don't you go meet Mark and Aaron?" Margaret smiled when Ben agreed and left. She stepped forward and Anna let her panties fall to the floor. "We can't do anything Margaret. We will stink and Mark knows I already had one." Margaret sighed and nodded. Ben knocked again and Anna quickly dressed. "We're all here waiting for you. Let's go!" Margaret slouched before nodding to Anna. She turned for the shower and Anna raced over and delivered several pinches. Margaret giggled and covered her butt as she high stepped into the bathroom. She pulled Anna in and kissed her hard, both women laughing as their fingers pinched each other's backsides. They parted and continued to snicker. Anna stepped back and pulled out her lipstick and smirked. "I guess you'll be using mine since your lips are covered." Margaret looked in the mirror and laughed before nodding. She showered quickly with a warm feeling in her heart. After drying, she stepped out to find herself alone. She quickly got dressed for the evening and smiled when she saw the lipstick on the bed. She emerged ready for the evening and both Ben and Anna stared. "As usual Margaret you're stunning." Ben said, offering his arm. She accepted and the group went to dinner. She felt Anna's eyes upon her once more but something else lingered when she looked away. Margaret glanced over and saw her glaring at Ben and Mark. She smiled and reached out and pulled Anna and Mark close, thus pulling the entire group closer together. They laughed and Anna took advantage and pinched her. Margaret yelped and Mark laughed. "So you're the one she's been plotting against." Anna turned and blushed as Mark looked over. "Be warned, she doesn't give up." "So I've figured. It doesn't matter. I'm winning and I don't give up on anything." The group laughed and Margaret leaned in close to Anna. "Or anyone." Her hand slipped down and pinched Anna in return and more laughter ensued when Anna's yelp sounded. "I can't believe Demar tried to steal liquor from the store. A whole Texas Mickey of rum no less." Aaron said as they were seated. The waiter took their order, the men ordering for the women, and promptly left. "I think it was obvious at the casino that he's a man that lives on the edge." Ben added. Margaret looked to her man and he filled them in that he'd bet his house in blackjack. He won thankfully before leaving the table with his new found hundreds. Margaret felt the tingle of a woman's foot on her calf and glanced across the table to see Anna staring, her eyes glittering mischievously. Margaret, not one to be outdone, returned the favour and before long, their feet were pressing into each other's lower thighs. "What about Maria? I mean she's lost out on a great trip. I bet she was furious. Oh we took her appointment and put it in your name Margaret." Jennifer commented. She was one judgemental bitch." Ben quipped. The table fell silent and only Margaret smiled. "Sorry. Margaret's a free spirit and her battles have leaked into me. She was commenting how the elderly that pay no different than us should stink up somewhere else while the few children should be at home with a nanny. This is a family cruise line." "To family." Mark said, raising his wine. The group followed and while everyone sipped, Anna and Margaret stole a playful glance before inconspicuously pushing against each other's thighs. "I thought you weren't coming out." Margaret said as Anna emerged from the ship. She wrapped her light coat around her and stepped up to the black haired beauty. Margaret leaned on the railing and smiled. "Thank you for coming. It gets lonely out here." "No problem. I can't sleep while someone mutters to themselves above my room." Anna said before leaning close. "And reeks of sex." Margaret dropped her head to the bar and Anna smirked. "Like you, shame and defeat. Ben was relentless. He must have been drinking scotch. It makes him so horny. I'm sure if I didn't tame him that he would fuck anything." Anna chuckled and rested her hand on Margaret's shoulder. "Mark's the same way with rum. I had a shower at least." Margaret snickered before looking over. They shared a smiling stare before Anna coughed. "About earlier, I don't know what to make of what happened between us." "I know. I'm still wondering what's coming over us." Margaret said before looking at her chest. "I have this hum in my chest whenever you're around. It feels so right when it starts that I don't want to stop being at your side." "Margaret. I'm worried. I want to be with you all the time too. I hate it when Mark pulls me away or when Jen nags to do something you can't afford." Margaret looked out over the ocean and Anna leaned on Margaret's shoulder and sighed. "I don't want this trip to end. I feel as though we're connecting on a level that I can't fathom. It scares me, but feels so." Anna lifted as Margaret turned. "Perfect." Margaret's hum grew and before long, a deep moan came. Anna smiled and Margaret gently took her hand. "There's only one thing that's perfect and that's you Anna. You just light up everything you touch. I was so worried when I got on board that Ben and I would be all alone for a week. But being here with you has just..." Anna placed a finger on her lips, silencing her. They leaned against each other, savouring the company. "I think I'm falling for you." Anna lifted from her shoulder and looked out over the water momentarily before turning. "Think?" Margaret laughed quietly before taking Anna's hand and kissing the top. Her stomach fluttered with nerves as her jade eyes lifted from the soft hand to the waiting steel blues. "Falling, fallen, whatever you want to call it. I'm already there waiting for you." Margaret whispered, her voice leaving her when Anna's serene smile spread. No Longer Sure Ch. 01 "Then catch me because I'm falling." "Come on baby, you know I love you." Ben nearly whined in bed. Margaret hurried around the room getting dressed. She had forgotten about her massage appointment until it hit her. Ben pulled the sheet away, revealing his toned body and his hard cock at attention, ready to please her. Margaret stopped at the door and hesitated. "See, I know you want to be pounded. Just tell them you'll be a bit late and I'll give you all the pleasure in the world." Not likely little boy. I have a different craving. Margaret thought before smiling. She walked over to the bed and kissed her man. "I would but these appointments are booked in advance. I'll make it up to you tonight." With that she gave his cock a squeeze and left. She met Jennifer and Anna at the parlour and they were taken into separate rooms. After her massage and usual chat from the masseuse, Margaret was hornier than ever. She wished that she had taken Ben up on her offer momentarily before her mind shifted into a different gear. She slipped out of the room, tiptoed to the room where Anna rested and snuck in. She locked the door behind her and smiled when her eyes met a nude Anna lying peacefully on the massage table. Margaret dropped the towel covering her and rested her warm hands on the small of Anna's back. "You're supposed to be in the other room." Anna moaned as Margaret's fingers slid along her oiled skin. "I need you. I've locked the door. Please roll over." Anna opened her eyes and let out a shaky breath before turning over. Margaret pulled the towel off and stared at her bare apex. "And I thought I was a free spirit." "I love the softness. Mark loves it too and we keep it low key." Margaret ran her fingers up her legs, stopping on her inner thighs. She looked up, silently asking permission to journey into the most sensual place on her body. Anna nodded and hung her legs over the sides. Margaret ran one finger up her thigh and shivered with Anna when her fingers felt the soft skin of Anna's sex. "Come here." Margaret stepped closer and Anna sat up. They kissed fiercely, Anna pushing Margaret until she was upright. Margaret took charge and pushed Anna back down before crawling onto the table. Their bodies pressed together, sending jolts of pleasure through them. Their hands roamed slowly across each other's sides, savouring the touch of soft feminine skin. Anna rubbed her large chest against Margaret's their nipples pressed together. They broke their kiss and stared lovingly into each other's eyes. Margaret moved a lock of hair from her cheek while Anna cupped Margaret's face. She moaned and kissed her hand before kissing her softly. "I love you." They said together. They stopped their movements when a light rapping came through the door. Anna sat up and Margaret handed her a robe while she covered herself in towels. Anna unlocked the door and Jen stepped in, only in a towel that left nothing to show that she wasn't endowed as them. "We're off to the sauna for some R&R." She announced. They left, not before Margaret delivered playful pinch. Anna spun around, kicking the door shut before pouncing on her. They kissed hard before their hands groped and pinched. Both women laughed and squealed, the pinching beginning to take its toll. Margaret slipped one hand inside her robe and pinched her nipple. "That counts as two." She whispered as the door swung open. Margaret hastily moved her hand to Anna's side and began tickling her. "Hey that's cheating!" Anna screamed in fits of laughter. Jennifer rolled her eyes but laughed as Margaret tickled Anna until her sides hurt. "Oh come on your two. You're acting like a pair of lovebirds." They parted, playfully glaring, forcing Jen to walk between them. Anna sat down gingerly and Margaret smirked. "Looking a little sore there Anna. Ready to give up?" Anna laughed and shook her head. "Never. I see someone isn't sitting down, too sore?" Margaret laughed and sat beside her, confident that the light flinch went unnoticed. Anna chuckled before flinching herself when she shifted. Jen snickered before leaning back. "So when we dock what are your plans?" Jen asked. "I'm going to get myself a new engagement ring. Aaron insisted." "I'm going to go see some huskies and take a sled ride!" Margaret proclaimed. It was the only thing she wanted to do before she boarded. Anna laughed before nodding. "Nothing. Mark wants to window shop and maybe catch the soccer game. He's a diehard ManU fan." "Ben's the same. He was angry that he had to go with me instead of seeing the game since that fishing trip was denied." Margaret added before piping up. "Maybe we can convince the men to stay and you could come with me?" Anna's interest spiked and before long, the two were dressed and rushing for the main lounge where Ben and Mark sat talking soccer. "I have an idea." Margaret announced. The men turned and Margaret spewed her thought. "Since you didn't want to take a sled ride, how about you stay here with Mark and I take Anna. He's staying to watch the ManU game." "Deal." Ben proclaimed. Margaret smiled and dove into his arms. "You're welcome. You'd better get her some winter gear. It's going to be cold." The two raced from the bar and luckily found the store in time. As the ship docked the two ran hand in hand off the ship. A brief helicopter ride later they raced across the snow, a team of dogs happily barking and pulling them along. Anna and Margaret laughed as they sat together, Anna in Margaret's arms. "This is so much fun! Faster!" Anna screamed and Margaret laughed as the driver shouted. The dogs sped up and Anna screamed in delight. Both watched the mountainous landscape, the towering beauty of the north captivating them. Anna snuggled in and sighed deeply, enjoying the trip. "This is so beautiful." "I know. I couldn't pass this by." Margaret replied before pointing off in the distance where the ship rested. They smiled as their restraints seemed miniscule in the presence of nature. As they reached the far end of the circuit, they stopped and silently stared. Neither could find the words to accurately describe the view that surrounded them. The driver let the moment sink in before turning and heading back. "I can't believe I didn't fight for this." Anna said still in awe. "Aren't you glad I did? This is the best trip I've ever had." Margaret replied before pulling Anna close. She leaned down using Anna's hair to shield her from the wind. "Especially with you in my arms." Anna squeezed Margaret's arms tightly and the two cuddled down as the driver pointed out the scenery and its history. Once they got back to camp the driver smiled as Anna and Margaret watched the dogs roam about. "Since we're back early, do you want to go see the puppies?" Both women screamed with delight and another ride later Margaret and Anna watched as ten puppies played. Their driver came up and explained how their system worked. How some were bred to be leaders but each animal having it's on special purpose. "Can we hold them?" Anna asked, almost pleading. Margaret braided her hair as the driver stepped in and picked up a pure white husky. "This one's Vanilla. She's being trained as a lead dog and she's an absolute darling." He handed the puppy to Margaret and she laughed as her face was coated with puppy kisses. Margaret quickly distracted the puppy with her braid and she smiled as the puppy nibbled on her hair before spitting it out. "Oh aren't you adorable." Anna said, petting the puppy. Vanilla licked her hands gleefully and Anna smiled before looking up at Margaret. With the workers and others around they dared not share their desires but their eyes spoke enough to tell. "Captivating, so captivating that I can't look away." "I know. She's just perfect in every way." Margaret replied as the driver returned. He laughed when he heard the praise given to the pup. "Don't fluff her little ego too much." The three laughed joyfully. "Picture for your memories?" They nodded and were handed the pictures once they developed. Anna stared at the picture as Margaret handed Vanilla back. "I love it. Almost as much as you." She said quietly. She hugged Margaret tightly and they sighed as the call to leave came. "Thank you so much." "My pleasure. Now we got to run." Margaret pinched Anna's backside and ran off laughing. "Get back here!" "God my ass hurts." Margaret whined. Ben and Mark snickered and she rolled her eyes before continuing to eat her lunch. "I told you, she's relentless." Mark replied and Margaret nodded. Anna was relentless. Her butt never felt so sore in her entire life. It was also their little way of telling each other that they cared. "I can't believe that tomorrow we dock. It feels like we just got on board." Margaret sunk in her seat. It had been the best six days of her life. She and Anna were barely apart and she wished every night on the stars that she could be with her forever. Was she gay? No, she wanted Anna and her alone. "Tell me about it. It's been a blast though. It's nice to meet someone that loves soccer as much as me." Mark and Ben high fived while Margaret looked onward. "Oh, Anna wanted you to meet her at our room. She's planned the whole day with you. Jen's occupied with Aaron. They want to conceive onboard." Mark explained and Margaret quickly left them. She walked briskly through the ship, weaving and apologizing through several groups. She needed to be with her. Her being demanded it. She rapped on the door and Anna unlocked it. Margaret opened the door and stood frozen when Anna emerged from her bathroom in a white silk robe. Margaret closed the door, locking it. She turned and nearly leapt back when Anna pulled her into a breathtaking kiss. "I missed you last night. You didn't come outside." Anna whispered as though the walls would tattle on her. "I was thinking." Margaret replied sitting on the bed. Anna smiled and sat on her lap and began tracing circles on Margaret's back. "This is the last day we have together. I don't want..." Anna hushed her and kissed her softly. "Then let's make the most of it." She leaned back and grinned. "So I pinched your butt sixty three times over the past five days." Margaret felt a sympathy pain ride through her bum and she shifted. Anna chuckled and crossed her arms, her chest fighting to be released from the silky confines. "Honestly, I lost count. I loved having an excuse to touch your ass." Anna smiled warmly and lifted Margaret's sweater off before sitting up. She undid her jeans and Margaret licked her lips as Anna pulled her jeans free. "Commando." She commented with lust. "You pinched me sixty five times. I admit defeat and will pay the price." Margaret stood while Anna backed away from the bed and into the middle of the small living room. She beckoned her to follow and Margaret's feet obeyed without question once the remainder of her garments hit the floor. Anna stopped Margaret in the center of the room and ran her finger along her shoulders, admiring her champion. "I've never lost a challenge before." "Until now." Margaret quipped victoriously. Anna stopped behind her and untied her robe. Margaret heard the garment fall and felt Anna's nakedness pressed into her back. "Yes, my champion. Now savour your reward." Anna slid down to the floor, her chest and hands gliding over every delicate inch. Margaret shivered with excitement When Anna fell to her knees and let a full breath travel down the crack of her backside. Anna planted her first kiss at the very top of her bum and Margaret shivered as Anna kissed every inch of her backside, not leaving any spot untouched. "Sweet Anna." Margaret moaned and reached down to where Anna's hands rested. Anna pushed her hands away and slowly spread her cheeks. Margaret's world spun as Anna laid light pecks on the inside of her cheeks. Anna shifted and moved Margaret's legs open and laid a firm kiss on the last place she missed which drew a long, yet frustrated moan from the victor. Margaret spun as Anna stood and kissed her hard, their tongues rapidly dueling for supremacy. Their breaths and moans filled the room as they pawed at each other, making their way for the bed. Anna fell back, pulling Margaret on top. They resumed their kisses, neither wanting a moment apart. Margaret separated herself from Anna's lips and laid a trail of kisses down her neck, each kiss followed by a small flick of her tongue. Anna's hands rested on her lover's shoulders, begging her to go lower. Margaret giggled before her lips slipped down between her grand breasts. Anna moaned loudly when her nipple was taken lovingly into her mouth. "Margaret. I hate to be a burden but dinner will be soon." Margaret snickered and abandoned her chest at Anna's insistence. "As you wish." Margaret left a trail of wet kisses down Anna's stomach and as she approached her bare pussy, she took in the deep aroma of her arousal. Margaret moaned in approval before slipping lower and planted a firm kiss on her outer lips. "Wow." Anna breathed, pushing her pussy outward. Margaret smiled before running her tongue along her slit, trying to find what made Anna writhe. She was rewarded with a deep moan and fingers through her hair to hold her in place. "I've never had this done before. Not even Mark does this." "Me neither. I'm lost." Margaret replied and both laughed. "But it feels right with you. I'll love you like I love my own." With that Margaret's tongue slid out and parted her pussy lips. Anna released her hair and pulled her breasts while Margaret quickly adapted to the taste flowing freely onto her tongue. She loved the taste more than the taste of Anna's lips. The hum that never faded in Margaret's chest burst free and a deep unrestrained desire rampaged through her. Her fingers burned with heat while her energy levels heightened. She realized that she could eat Anna's pussy forever and never tire. "Sweet Mother Margaret, please don't stop." Anna belted out and began rolling her hips. Margaret began licking her pussy furiously. She reached with her tongue for every spot she could before flicking her clit. Anna pressed herself into the bed, trying vainly to keep her screams down. Margaret took the challenge and slid in two fingers and began pumping them while she fixated her mouth on Anna's clit. Anna let loose a piercing cry as the sensations rattled her core. She writhed and twisted on the bed, unable to understand the pleasure wreaking havoc upon her. "What are you doing to me?" She squealed before arching her back as her first orgasm struck unexpectedly. Margaret rode through her first and continued her pleasuring, not letting the vixen underneath her have any moment of reprieve. Anna's core shook as the very foundations of her existence trembled at the joy brought to her. "Loving you like the Goddess you are." Margaret replied before removing her fingers only to replace them with her mouth. Her fingers rolled her clit lightly and Anna twisted abruptly onto her stomach. Margaret growled and lifted her onto her knees. Anna whined with desire as Margaret spread her knees before sliding between them. She grabbed her hips and sunk her nails in. "Sit." Anna planted her pussy on Margaret's waiting mouth and nearly fell forward. She slid up the bed, Margaret not releasing her sex. Anna gripped the small headboard for her life and watched as Margaret devoured her pussy with unmatched precision. "Marg...Sweet mother of Jesus you're going to drain me dry." Anna squeaked out before moaning loudly. "I'm..." She cut herself off and let loose another cry. Margaret held onto her hips as Anna ground her clit against her tongue, prolonging her orgasm. Margaret tilted her head, slipping her tongue into her pulsating depths. Anna reached down and gripped her hair, pulling her tighter to her sex. "Ohhhh god." Anna quivered before releasing her. Margaret choked when Anna's nectar touched the back of her throat. Margaret pulled her from the headboard, slamming her onto the bed between her legs. Anna's eyes rolled back and forth as her senses burned with delight. Margaret shifted around and slowly licked any seeping juice that appeared. Anna moaned with each lick that ended at her clit before slowly sitting up once her limbs stopped trembling. Margaret lifted from her sex and smiled, her face covered in cum. Anna kissed her before backing away in surprise. "Yes that's what you think it is." Margaret said, licking her lips clean. Anna's eyes darkened and Margaret stared back. Anna pounced and licked her face clean before mauling her mouth with her own. Margaret could barely keep up as Anna's mouth and tongue nearly ran laps around hers. Anna broke free and quickly shifted down the bed, briefly licking Margaret's darker nipples. "Hang on Margaret. I don't know what's come over me." Anna breathed into her lover's sex. Margaret moaned and held her legs open, spreading herself. "I'm about to come over you." Anna moaned in approval before driving her face into Margaret's wet mound. Margaret moaned loudly as Anna's tongue lashed at everything it could. As she before, Anna left nothing untouched with her tongue but unlike her, Anna was far more merciless. Margaret squealed and gripped the bed sheets, her legs falling onto Anna's shoulders. "Annnna!" Margaret screamed out as her tongue found spots in her that Ben's cock had missed. She slapped the bed as Anna took the cue and ran her tongue relentlessly deep inside her. Margaret quivered in ecstasy and when Anna slid two fingers deep inside, Margaret begged. "Please pound me with those fingers. Make me scream baby." Anna looked up and when Margaret met Anna's steel blue eyes she braced herself for her request. Anna slammed her fingers as hard as she could inside her lover, her mouth capturing her clit. Margaret's breath escaped her and only feeble gasps and squeaks slipped out. She bit her finger to keep quiet as her chest heaved and her breasts lightly swung. Margaret released her finger and screamed out, attempting to release the building pleasure. "God I love hearing you scream." Anna moaned before latching onto Margaret's clit. She pressed her tongue against the nerve bud and Margaret's hips lifted prolonging the contact. Margaret let out another belting howl as her hips rocked feverishly against Anna's fingers. Her body clamped down hard and she sucked in one last breath before sitting up. She growled out as her orgasm spiked. Her arms gave out and her scream grew in pitch to a squeak by the time her head hit the mattress. Margaret quaked, her hands gripping her breasts. Anna pulled her fingers and slipped her mouth over Margaret's pleasured pussy, savouring the intimate juices that arrived. "Anna, please stop." Margaret begged and Anna reluctantly released her sex. Margaret sighed in relief as Anna crawled up the bed and fell into Margaret's waiting embrace. They kissed softly, letting the moment bask over them. They smiled, sighed, and began to glow as their feelings for each other grew infinitely. "I think we should..." Margaret pulled her close, sealing her words with her mouth. Anna moaned quietly and rolled over, pulling Margaret on top. Their clits touched and both jumped in surprise. "Was that?" Margaret nodded and pressed her hips down. Another gasp escaped them and both snickered at their clumsiness. "I didn't think they could touch." Margaret chuckled and began rolling her hips, mashing their pussies together. Anna groaned and matched her, pulling the brunette down for another intense kiss. Their muffled moans grew as their soaked pussies glided against each other. Anna broke free and shuddered out a deep breath. Margaret buried her face in Anna's neck, drowning her moan in the softness of her neck. "Margaret... I'm so close, cum with me hun." No Longer Sure Ch. 02 She smiled as she looked out over the deep blue expanse. Her hair fluttered in the western winds as the ship made a gentle turn. Her smile widened as her sandy brown locks caressed her face, able to do what the wind could not. The gentle spray of a crashing wave misted her face and her eyes closed as the gentle touch was nearly too much. She laughed quietly as the wind picked up once more, blowing another wave around her, as though the wind was jealous that the water had a chance to touch her gentle face. She opened her steel blue eyes and sighed. She had put nearly put her entire life into the trip of a lifetime, a trip to get answers that she needed dearly. Her soft hands ran across a folded letter, the reason for her travels. She looked down at the page and unfolded it. She sighed and ran her fingers across the cursive of the name that pressed her onward. She looked out over the sea and felt her lips quiver, another smile breaking across her cheeks. She couldn't help herself. She needed to finally meet whoever sent the letters to her so long ago. What started as a pen pal relationship, developed into so much more that she couldn't imagine her life without the letters and late night messaging. She looked up as the first sighting of tall skyscrapers came. She lowered her eyes, her determination to find her captain building as the first signs of the dock broke through the late afternoon mist. Finally, after an eternity in a moment of waiting, land came to her sight and her heart skipped and fluttered. She had arrived. "Miss Kathleen, we must prepare to dock. If you would please follow me I will get you to the limo." Kathleen looked back and nodded to her tall, blond driver. She tucked a couple strands behind her ear and stepped down from the front of the ship and looked down at the note once more. I will find you "Jeremy, leave the limo. I wish to blend with these people. I am sure Gregory will not mind if we leave it at the hotel." Kathleen said with a light English accent. She folded her letter and pinched it tightly. Kathleen followed her driver back inside and as the first buildings of the port came into view, her eyes swelled with tears. It was only a matter of time. "Do you know where to start Miss Kathleen?" Jeremy asked as they disembarked and slowly made their way through the docks. She looked out the window of the limo and took in a deep breath. She hadn't thought about where to start, only knowing that the return address was somewhere here. "No. My apologies Jeremy but this might take a while. I hope you are up for the task." Kathleen replied and pulled out her phone. She would have to find her hotel first before her search began. "I am more than willing to go with you to the end. You've done so much for me." Jeremy replied and Kathleen smiled wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek. "Then consider your debt repaid." They laughed as she sat back. Jeremy had been her family's driver since she was three. She had picked him over more qualified people. She never explained why. She just knew in her heart that he would be there when she needed him. "Let us settle for the night at the hotel and start fresh tomorrow. It will give us time to find an address or somewhere to start." "As you wish." He replied and drove them to their hotel. As they checked in and bid each other goodnight, with promises to meet up in the morning, Kathleen could barely keep her excitement in check. She entered her room that overlooked the city and sighed as her parents had made sure that her comforts would be present even away from home. She walked to the bay window and looked out over the city as the sun set on another late summer day. "Where are you?" She whispered as the lights below burned to life. She turned and sighed. She plugged in her laptop and quickly headed for the shower. She stripped down as the hot water began fogging the bathroom. Her hands ran up the top half of her 5'6 frame before resting on her large E cup breasts. "You girls need to stop growing. You're going to break my back." She said and jiggled her breasts before letting them drop. She sighed as they sagged slightly from the weight. "Why would you like these when there are so many better, more perfect shaped ones out there?" She asked before looking at her firm, heart shaped backside. She stepped on the scale and sighed as she still weighed over 180lbs. "Why can I not get under that. Is it you two?" She cursed and looked down at her chest. She stepped into the shower and let the water soothe her mind before she beat herself up further. Once washed and dried, she sat down nude at the desk where her laptop beeped with a message. She opened it and saw her desire waiting on the other line. Oh Captain my Captain, where are you my love? I am here, waiting for your everlasting song to sweep me off my feet and take me to paradise my mermaid. I wish I knew where you were so I could sing for you. Why not tell me? Because I'm scared what you would think of me. You're so beautiful and I know I pale in comparison. I could never stand at your side and feel adequate enough to have your love. Kathleen blushed and looked down at the keys before taking in a deep breath. Then how can you usurp my love of the sea if I cannot even know your face my love? Because a dream is all I have, a dream behind this penname that keeps my sanity from breaking. This name is all that keeps me together knowing that you could never accept who I am and what I represent. I know you're expected to accomplish so much in life as your parents are making sure of. I don't want to ruin that for you. I love you too much. Just know that my heart is forever yours. I will find you my Captain. You cannot hide from me forever. I will always hide from you my mermaid for elegant beings of the sea cannot walk on land and if they do, they will be noticed. I will always be in the shadows, praying you will one day find me, but dreading the day you do. I must go my sweet. My life must go on even though I wish it to stop so I could talk to you for eternity. Sweet dreams, my precious mermaid. Kathleen sat back in her chair as her Captain faded off her screen. She leaned forward on the desk and rested her head on her laptop. A tear fell from her cheek and she sat up and looked out the window once more. She stood and walked elegantly to the window and rested her palms on the glass. Her eyes studied the people below. She wondered if her Captain was one of them, walking home with nothing but a dream that soon she would complete. She turned off her lights and fell onto the lush king sized bed. "I will find you." She whispered before crawling under the covers. She stared at the ceiling and remembered all the intimate messages they shared. A warm smile crept out as she let out a deep breath. "You have such a way with words my captain." She whispered. I would take you to your heaven. Kathleen smiled as her hands snaked down her front, remembering one of their many past conversations. She quickly felt hot and kicked off the covers. She gasped as the cool air caressed her while her hands roamed her familiar soft skin. "My heaven is with you." Kathleen whispered before sucking on her middle and index finger on her right hand. She pointed to the roof, her imagination bringing forth a greyed form for her pleasures. She sighed deeply as her hand found its way to her sex. She slowly rubbed her lips, gathering more moisture, savouring the amusingly discreet touches. She moaned lightly as her clit graced her fingers with its presence. She sucked in a deep breath when her thumb rolled the sensitive nub and her legs leisurely spread, her knees bending to offer herself. The pleasure I would give to you my sweet would send you to another world. Kathleen moaned loudly, imagining her captain's shrouded hand was upon her. Her fingers slid into her hot depths and she eliciting another moan as her left hand gently swirled around her breast. "Please my captain - take me to a world where only we can live." She breathed and began sliding her fingers in and out. Kathleen rolled her hips with her fingers, relishing the electric sensations coursing through her. Her breaths started to shake, the cusp of her journey coming to light. Her left hand gripped her left then right breast, unable to decide which to pleasure. Kathleen's mood faltered and her imaginary world began collapsing. Her shrouded partner faded from sight, her fingers suddenly stopped, the game coming to an end. She groaned in frustration before driving her fingers deep inside in an attempt to drive her higher into her pleasured dream. I would give my life to watch you quiver with pleasure. I would gladly die knowing that I gave you the best. Kathleen's chest tightened as her imagination took hold. She closed her eyes as her pleasure peaked quicker than anticipated. A squeak leaked from her and her legs crossed. She grabbed her pillow and buried her face. "Oh captain!" She screamed into her pillow and clenched her jaw. Her climax ripping through, sending light sparkles through her eyes. Her legs quivered with delight as her thumb rubbed her clit excitedly, keeping her in her orgasmic throes. She quaked on the bed, trying to escape, rolling onto her stomach. Her fingers kept working inside her, her body betraying her by lifting enough to grant them movement. A deep moan from the depths of her soul reverberated through her lungs as she peaked once again. She sucked in a deep breath and buried her face in the pillow once more and screamed as loudly as she could, trying to find a release that her soul sought. "Please captain, no more. I beg you." Kathleen whined and her fingers slowed. She shuddered once her fingers slid from her sex, leaving her satisfyingly empty. Her breaths were heavy and her heart thumped wildly. She opened her eyes and looked around, sighing when she found herself alone. "I will find you and make our dream reality." "I take it you didn't sleep well?" Jeremy said, handing her a chai tea latte. Kathleen took the tall drink and sipped the soft foam off the top and nodded. "I can understand your trial. When I met Anastasia, I could barely talk to her." "What made you finally do it?" Kathleen asked. Jeremy smiled and took her hand in his, giving it a friendly squeeze. "Love Miss Kathleen. I love Anastasia with all my being. Like you to this person, you know that when you find them that your heart will sing so loudly that nothing will matter. You will want to be with that person forever. You took singing lessons just to be able to sing for them. You can swim like a mermaid. Your life has revolved around your penname." "A name that is false. I am no mermaid. A mermaid is flawless. I barely passed school, I rarely keep a job because of my wandering mind. Even my body is not perfect. My chest is too large, I do not have a small frame that all men desire. Even my eyes have forsaken the deep or bright blue for a dull steel grey that no one loves. I hope it does not matter when we finally meet." Kathleen said before taking a sip of her drink. Jeremy smiled warmly and looked out the window of the restaurant. He turned back and gave her the confident smile that she loved when she was a child, the same smile that made her mind up so long ago. "Do you trust me?" "Of course, you are the only one that I wanted with me when I left." Kathleen replied and Jeremy leaned forward and looked her in the eyes. "I have a lead on the whereabouts of your Captain. You asked me to do a trace on the signal the other day before this adventure." Kathleen's interest spiked and her attention blocked out everything but his voice. "I have a rough idea where they live. The signal came from a coffee shop on the other end of the city. I've phoned Viktor, the young man there. He's eagerly awaiting your entrance. He said that it was about time you two met. Your journey starts there." Kathleen was out of her seat instantly, running for the door. Her heels clipped off the stone floor as she ran out the door in her long black dress that showed enough cleavage to be respectable. Jeremy rushed out after her and opened the door as hastily as possible. She took his coffee as he got in and they were off. "Please hurry, I do not want to miss them. And thank you for renting a car. The limo would be too much." Kathleen said anxiously and Jeremy laughed and pointed to the traffic about. "Sorry Miss Kathleen but I can only go as fast as the people around me. I have the GPS set to the best route there. Trust me I wouldn't dally. You would beat me senseless." "That I would." Kathleen replied and sat back. She watched the people walk by, wondering if she was missing her Captain. They watched as she passed by, each set of eyes wondering who was inside. She smiled and looked ahead as Jeremy cut off the main road and quickened the car. She smiled as Jeremy wove through the city, stopping only momentarily for those that needed to cross. Kathleen sat as patiently as she could, twirling her hair in her fingers and fidgeting with her dress, sighing each time Jeremy stopped. "Calm down Miss Kathleen, I wouldn't want you to look less beautiful than you are right now. Think if all goes well, by tonight you'll be meeting them." "That does not help old man." Kathleen replied and smacked him on the shoulder. He laughed as he pulled into the small shop's parking lot. Kathleen stepped out once he opened the door and looked around at the rundown neighbourhood. She shivered as the people walking down the street watched her with anger and jealousy. She swallowed nervously and looked at Jeremy who studied the surroundings. "I'll park around the corner and join you inside. I don't think this is the best place for a woman like you. Are you sure you want to do this?" "With all my being. Just wait around the corner. I will be fine." Kathleen said, taking her purse from the back. Jeremy drove off as ordered. Kathleen composed herself and walked into the small, deserted cafe and approached the counter where a young man, no older than 14 waited. Suddenly she stopped and blushed. How was she to ask about the whereabouts of her Captain? All she had was a penname. Kathleen slouched before lifting her head. She came this far she couldn't turn back. She came to the counter and smiled as the boy could barely keep his eyes off her large chest. "I need your help." Kathleen started and set fifty dollars on the counter. The boy stared at the money and nodded. "I need to find someone that calls themselves Captain of a mermaid. Do you know who I am talking about?" The door opened again and Kathleen felt and eerie chill run down her spine. She didn't dare look back. The boy's eyes widened before falling back into his job. "You look like a latte woman to me. How about this one, on the house since you're so pretty." Viktor said, quickly stepping away, leaving Kathleen to her own devices. She took in a deep breath and slid the money across the wooden counter. "A fifty? Wow, you must really want that drink. I don't think poor Viktor has enough change." A man laughed menacingly and Kathleen leaned against the counter as his laugh made her knees shake. Her heart frantically raced as quickly as her thoughts. "Just turn around and leave." She mouthed and stood straight and gave it her all. Jeremy was just around the corner. She could run and catch up to him without worry. "For your troubles good sir." Kathleen said and licked her lips. She turned, taking her drink and left. "I don't..." the man said as she nearly ran from the cafe. She turned once she exited ran into three other men, stumbling back as though she hit a wall. "You spilt your drink on my shirt you bitch." The thug growled. Kathleen paled and looked at the three men. Their appearance was nothing short of ghastly with their hair in the same buzzed fashion as their poorly washed clothes. "I think she needs to be taught." "I was just leaving." Kathleen said and turned for where Jeremy waited. Just around the corner she thought. The man stepped in front of her, sealing her from safety. "Nope, not happenin. That's a pretty dress you have, fetch a penny or two at market." Kathleen's eyes widened and as the man reached out for her, she threw her drink in his eyes and ran in the confusion. She ran with everything she had. She ducked down streets and alleyways, the three men on her heels. She turned down another alley and stopped at a brick wall. "No." She whined as she pushed on the bricks hoping for a secret entrance to appear. She turned just as the three men blocked the alley. Kathleen whimpered as they approached. "Not smart bitch." The man she burned said, flipping a butterfly knife open. Kathleen's eyes bulged when she saw the dirty knife, followed by a pistol pulled by another. "Please. I have money. I will give you whatever you want just do not hurt me." She pleaded and the men laughed. The unarmed man returned to the entrance of the alleyway to keep watch while the other two approached. "Anything?" "Yes anything. I want to go home. I will give you enough money to life a life you never thought. Just let me go unharmed." The men laughed and Kathleen quivered. "What if my wants are more simple." He hinted and Kathleen paled further. "Your ass is hot and your tits are fucking massive." "Please no. Anything but that." Kathleen replied and shook her head. The blade rested on the strap of her shimmering dress and with a light flick, the fabric was cut away. Kathleen gasped and pushed him away only getting him to take a step back. A loud grunt caught their attention. They looked back to see their friend on the ground holding his head. The men turned back to her and grinned. "Never liked him anyways." Kathleen's tears streamed down her cheeks as he stepped forward to finish his conquest. As his knife was brought up, he looked down to see a canister resting against his foot. Before any word was muttered, the can exploded and blinded them. The three screamed in shock and Kathleen covered her eyes, unable to see anything. Kathleen was grabbed and pulled away, the frantic argument between the two men fading in the distance. "Tha..." Kathleen started but was hushed. "I..." "I know you can't see now quiet or you'll bring more attention." A woman answered her and Kathleen clamped her mouth shut and let her be led away. Just as her vision began to clear, she was pushed into a cellar. Darkness engulfed her as the woman closed the hatches before she could see her rescuer. "Thank you so much." Kathleen said and the woman hushed her once again. The angered voices of the three tickled their ears and Kathleen fell silent, holding her breath. Her heart thumped loudly as the three stopped nearby. "Find her! That bitch is gonna pay." The two waited until the group ran off, when the sounds of sirens drew close. "Thank fuck." The woman said and opened the cellar door. Kathleen blinked away the brightness to see a thin, raven haired woman in her early twenties holding out her hand. Kathleen figured she hadn't had a good meal in years but her frame held all the traits to be a beautiful woman. She sucked in a deep breath when the woman's deep green eyes glared. "Come on, before we get caught." Kathleen took her hand and was pulled from the cellar. "We can't have you like this. The gangs will be out looking for easy prey." "What do you suggest?" Kathleen asked and the woman smirked once she gave Kathleen a once over. She reached into the cellar and pulled out a long black coat. "Put this on." Kathleen put the coat on as the woman came around and ruffled her hair, took out her earrings, and rubbed her dirty hands, smudging her makeup. She slipped the earrings into the pocket and nodded once her brief work was finished. "Where are you staying?" No Longer Sure Ch. 02 "Her Majesty." Kathleen replied and the woman nodded and closed the cellar. "Well we have a long walk ahead. Don't talk to anyone and whatever you do, don't look at your feet. Look like you can fight so no one will fuck with you. I'll take you as far as the coffee shop. From there just follow the main road and you'll be fine." The woman said and poked her head out of the alleyway. They walked together down the road, the groups of young men and women eyeing them predatorily. Kathleen fed off the strength of the stranger and once they reached the shop, she slouched and exhaled deeply. "I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Is there anything I can do to repay you?" Kathleen asked and the woman shook her head. "Get home. This isn't the place for you." "Can I at least know the name of my rescuer?" The woman shifted slightly, unsure if she should divulge. "Name's Annabelle, Anna for short. Your ride's here." Annabelle said and Kathleen looked over her shoulder where Jeremy stood talking to three officers. She turned quickly once Jeremy pointed at them. "Take care princess." "Wait." Kathleen nearly shouted. Annabelle stopped but didn't turn. "Kathleen." She smiled and nodded, glancing back. "It's been a pleasure." The next day Kathleen found herself standing outside the coffee shop. She took a cab and her will brought her back to hell. She looked down at her jeans and tank top and smiled, not as extravagant as her previous entrance. Along with the black coat from yesterday she figured she nearly fit in. She walked in and the same boy worked the counter. She looked around and saw Annabelle sitting near the door, nursing a coffee staring dreamily at an old beaten laptop. Kathleen was amazed the machine actually worked. "Penny for your thoughts?" Kathleen asked. Annabelle looked up, gave her another look over and licked her lips. Kathleen smiled with a hint of blush in her cheeks and once Annabelle rested her jade coloured eyes on Kathleen's steel blues, she shook her head. "So how much will it take?" "You don't have enough cash." Annabelle snickered. "I send you home and you come back for more?" Annabelle replied and offered her to sit. Kathleen sat down and looked around. "I wanted to thank you and..." Kathleen started before looking down at the table. Annabelle watched her blush before raising an eyebrow. "You're looking for someone." Annabelle said and Kathleen looked away and nodded. She stood and picked up her machine. She gently closed her laptop and rested it on the counter and looked back. "Take care of this for me Vic. I'll be back." The boy nodded and slipped the computer under the counter. "Come on Kathleen. This place gets crowded." Kathleen nodded and followed her out. Annabelle looked down the street as the winds picked up from the sea. "So where are we going?" Kathleen asked and Annabelle laughed. Kathleen closed an eye in confusion. "For a walk so we can work on how you talk. It's so proper and kind and you'll be eaten alive." Annabelle replied and Kathleen blushed and looked down. Annabelle lifted her chin and smirked. "Keep that chin up." "Why did you aid me yesterday?" "I couldn't let them hurt you and they're dicks that needed to be dealt with." Kathleen nodded and looked down the street. They walked in silence, silently enjoying each other's company. Kathleen couldn't understand why she wanted to be at her side once more. She was on a mission to find someone else, not gallivant through the slums. "Hey Anna, who's the rich bitch?" Annabelle stopped and looked back to see Erica, one of her few friends rushing up. "Keep quiet and pay attention to how I speak. She can't know you're rich." Annabelle whispered. "Do you honestly think I would hang out with a rich bitch? This poor cunt is new." Annabelle barked incredulously. Kathleen swallowed nervously but kept her head up, exuding a shaky confidence. Erica's short oily red hair clung to her face as she studied Kathleen. "Not buying it." Annabelle was about to object when Kathleen stepped forward and set her steel eyes upon her. "Well I am bitch. I moved here not of my choice. If you wanna join us fine, if not fuck off." Kathleen snapped, amazed of the foulness emanating from her mouth. Erica studied her momentarily before laughing. She wrapped an around Annabelle's shoulder and pointed. "She's good catch. She matches you. Not from here but good. Just keep that attitude girl and no one will mug you. I gotta run. Nice catch by the way Belly, not every day someone like her comes along." Erica slipped down an alley. Annabelle shook her head and continued down the road. Kathleen caught up and began chuckling. "If mother ever heard me say that she would." Kathleen started before Annabelle cut her off. "Right sorry." Annabelle laughed once more and Kathleen smiled. She enjoyed hearing her laugh. "You have a pretty laugh." "Are you hitting on me?" Annabelle asked. Kathleen blushed once more and Annabelle couldn't help but smile. "So who's the sucker you're looking for?" "I don't know what they look like. All I have is a penname and that it came from the cafe." Kathleen replied and Annabelle nodded as they came to the edge of the sea. She sat down and looked out over the water. Kathleen sat beside her and smiled. "I know I am crazy." "You're more than crazy, you're fucking delusional." Annabelle snapped before shaking her head. Kathleen lowered her head in defeat and looked back over the sea. "You would never understand. I have talked to this person my entire life. We have shared so many stories that I could not wait another moment without meeting them. They have been everything since I was in boarding school." "Your parents sent you away?" Annabelle asked in astonishment. Kathleen nodded sadly and looked out over the water. "Unfortunately. I did not oh, I mean I didn't cut in public school so they bloody well sent me away hoping it would straighten me out." Annabelle choked back another laugh as Kathleen struggled with her tongue. "What?" "Nothing, you're cute, trying to fit in." Kathleen sighed before glancing over. "Well I don't want a repeat of yesterday. That scared the soul out of me." Annabelle's eyebrow lifted as her word usage before sighing. "Scared me too." She whispered. Kathleen looked over, unsure if she heard her right. Annabelle met her stare and quickly slipped past the silent urging. "Anyways, so this dreamer of yours is everything?" "They gave me this note. What do you think it means when you read this. I couldn't take another moment after reading it." Kathleen shot back and handed the paper. Annabelle unfolded the paper and looked down and held her breath as her eyes widened. To my dearest Mermaid, Oh how I long to meet you. I have never seen your face but I feel as though I know it by heart. Dear god I pray every night that I will one day rest my eyes upon you. I wish to see your face with all your beauty, your smile everlasting. Oh what I would give to see your breasts as you bare them like you promised. I would give my very soul to press my face against your bosoms, to gently taste your nipples as I feel your perfect body. I would treat you like the goddess you are. I only wish I could see you just once. I would do everything to usurp your love for the sea and make you mine. With all my love, Your Captain "So you love the sea?" Annabelle said, handing the paper back. Her mind fogged as she looked over. Kathleen stared at the open expanse and nodded. She looked back and smiled before blushing. "I have been swimming since I first saw The little Mermaid. I wanted to be like Ariel. That is where I got the nickname from when I first sent my message when my school demanded that we reach out. I kept the penname and my partner chose captain. We have been essentially inseparable." Kathleen replied and sighed deeply. She looked over at Annabelle who was staring aimlessly out over the water. "I do not suppose you have heard of this person?" Annabelle sighed deeply but didn't make eye contact. Kathleen watched as Annabelle moved some hair from her face and Kathleen once again felt her breath catch. Her high cheekbones and smooth lips caught Kathleen's eyes. She marvelled as the smoothness of her skin while her black hair needed cleaning, she saw a hidden beauty within her. "Jesus Christ, this can't be happenin... Shit" Annabelle whispered and Kathleen leaned forward, trying to look into her eyes. "Anna, what did you say? If you know anything please tell me. Do you know this person?" "No. Someone named that around here would get their ass kicked. You have the wrong side of town." "But Jeremy said that the signal came from the cafe. He has never been wrong." Annabelle stood from the bench and glared down at her. She wanted to scream at her, tell her to run away and never return. "I know there's no one at the shop like that. I would kick their ass myself for having such a gay name." Annabelle replied before looking down at the water. "Look I have some things to take care of. You should get back. The walk will take most of the day with the people around." Kathleen stood and took Annabelle's hand. She flinched when she looked back at the sandy blond woman. "Do not leave just yet. You look like you have something to say." Kathleen said softly. Annabelle sighed and looked over the sea once more before returning. "Fuck it." She muttered before wrapping her free hand around Kathleen's head. She pulled her in tight and planted her lips upon hers. Kathleen's eyes bulged before feeling an odd calmness wash through her. She melted into Annabelle's arms and lengthened their kiss. Annabelle's tongue slid out, begging for entrance and Kathleen opened just enough, giving the invitation. Their kiss turned lustful as each woman grabbed each other for dominance. Annabelle pulled away and looked back at the city before rushing off. Kathleen watched her leave, unable to form a goodbye. Annabelle ran into the city and Kathleen was quick to follow. However she was no match for her and quickly lost her. Kathleen sniffled as she happened to cross the cafe. She walked in and saw the same boy standing at the counter. She stormed up and he stepped back out of habit. "Where is she Viktor? I know you know where she is." Kathleen demanded. Viktor remained silent as the door swung open. She looked over her shoulder to see Jeremy standing with concern and relief on his face. He came up and pulled her back. She fought against him and quickly broke free. "Tell me damn you!" Kathleen wailed as Jeremy hauled her out of the store. "Fuck you, you asshole! Tell me please." Jeremy nearly threw her into the waiting car. Viktor heard her screams and pleas as he came to the front door. "Is this what I think it is?" Jeremy asked calmly and Viktor stared at Kathleen until she lowered her head and covered her eyes. He nodded once and Jeremy got in and peeled out. Annabelle watched from the shadows, tears slowly sliding down. She wiped them and gathered her wits before turning to see the thugs that nearly raped Kathleen jumping into their truck to give pursuit. Viktor entered the store as Annabelle watched them. "Fuck." Kathleen sobbed on her bed as she looked out the window of her hotel room. Jeremy sat at the desk, using Skype to converse with her parents. She went out onto the balcony, closing the door behind her. Jeremy eventually followed her and she leaned back into his arms. "I got some information on Annabelle. Viktor is her brother while her mother is named Margaret. Annabelle left home at a young age and has lived a hard life. She has not resolved to theft but it could be a matter of time." Kathleen stared blankly out over the city, in the direction of the slums, where Annabelle had fallen from her grasp. "I hate to be a nuisance but what are we going to do?" Kathleen looked up and silent tears fall from her makeup stained cheeks. "I do not know Jeremy. I do not know what to think. Please be my anchor of reason and talk me through this. What is wrong with me? Have I caught some sort of disease that makes me think outside the norm? I think Annabelle might actually be my captain. The odd thing is that it does not bother me. She kissed me with so much passion that." Kathleen trailed off before chuckling. "Father will be furious." Jeremy laughed and Kathleen's eyes turned cold with each laughing syllable that left his lips. "Miss Kathleen, there's no illness that makes you love another woman. It is what your heart and soul desires, nothing more. You said all your life that your Captain was the person you wanted to be with for the rest of your life. Why does it matter that your mate is a woman? Some people go their entire lives without true love. I will say this. Everything points to Annabelle. Someone with her attitude would not run off when confronted with this. She is your captain Miss Kathleen." Jeremy responded and Kathleen lifted her head once more and slowly pushed away. She looked down to see a figure run inside the hotel while a truck screeched to a halt. She studied the truck and paled when she recognized the driver. "Oh no, Jeremy I have to leave." Kathleen stammered, backing away from the railing. Jeremy looked down as two burly men sauntered into the hotel. "They are the men from the other day. I have to leave." She ran inside and gathered the coat Annabelle gave her. After slipping the coat on and ruffling her hair, she swung the door open and stood face to face with Annabelle. "Let's get the hell out of here." They left in a rush, Jeremy unable to comprehend what was happening. The two ran down the hall and opened the door to the stairs. Annabelle peered down the staircase before relaxing. "Lazy fuckers." "Come, we do not have time to relax." Kathleen said and took her hand. Annabelle flinched and looked at Kathleen. "I know who you are Annabelle but now is not the time to freeze." Annabelle stood momentarily dumbfounded before shaking her head. "We need to talk. I know where we can hide." Annabelle led the way down the stairs and out a side door. She glanced down the alleyway and smiled when she saw a newer Civic with the doors unlocked. "That kid never learns. Get in." Annabelle got in and Kathleen hesitatingly sat beside her. Annabelle fumbled with wires in the darkness before grinning when the car spurred to life. She slammed into first gear and peeled out of the alleyway. Kathleen held her breath as Annabelle popped the ebrake and slid out of the alleyway and onto the road. She slammed the gas and zoomed off while the men ran from the hotel to give chase. "Why are they following us? What did we do to them?" Kathleen asked, looking over her shoulder. "It's not you they're after. It's me. After you got away I fucked with them some more. No man's going to fuck with me or my mermaid." Kathleen smiled and gripped her hand, shifting with her. Annabelle looked over, surprised by her slip. Kathleen squeezed her hand for reassurance. "Pay attention." Kathleen said with slight urgency. They swerved through traffic, each turn making them smile the longer their hands were together. As the truck struggled to catch up, Annabelle turned hard left and the car sputtered before stalling. "Wow that was incredible." Kathleen whispered, feeling the dampness on her thighs. She slowly rubbed her thighs together, keeping her shivers at bay while Annabelle stared at the dimmed dashboard. She glanced up and saw the onstar buttons on the rear view mirror and growled. "Fuck, the bastard learned, come on we gotta run." They got out quickly and looked back as the truck with their pursuers slowed. They ran together down the road and were quickly spotted. Kathleen spotted a mall and pulled Annabelle inside. They rushed through and stopped in front of a high end bellissimas. "In here." Annabelle glared and pulled away. "They will not think to look for you in here now come." Kathleen shoved her inside as the men barged into the mall. They made their way to the back, Kathleen snatching up some clothes of varying sizes on the way to the dressing room. The shop attendant, a young woman in her early twenties followed them. "Can I help you two?" "Yes actually, there are some boys looking for us. We want to surprise them so if they ask please do not tell them that we are here." Kathleen said and the woman smiled mischievously. Kathleen closed the door to the change room and sighed when the attendant sent them away. "I'm not wearing any of this." Annabelle protested and Kathleen chuckled as she turned. Kathleen stepped forward and quickly cornered her. "I think you are. We need to change your clothes so they will not recognize you." Annabelle dropped her head as Kathleen stepped closer. She lifted her chin and stared into her emerald eyes. "Besides, I cannot let my captain wander unattended." Annabelle swallowed, suddenly nervous when her greens fell upon the steel blues of her mermaid. "Oh fuck your eyes." Annabelle whispered as Kathleen pinned her to the wall and stared intently, her lust conveyed through them. "What about them?" Kathleen whispered, her lips parting slightly. Before Annabelle could reply, she pressed her lips gently against hers. A quiet moan escaped them and Annabelle spun them and pressed Kathleen against the wall. Their kisses were frantic as their tongues dueled for supremacy. Kathleen pressed her thigh between Annabelle's legs and the sandy blonde smiled when she felt the warmth and wetness between her legs. "You are wet." Kathleen gasped as Annabelle forced her thigh against Kathleen's sex. Before Annabelle could reply, a knock startled them. "We're fine." Annabelle nearly barked. Kathleen chuckled and handed her some dresses. Annabelle slouched but did as she was told. After some silent arguing and attempted stare downs, Kathleen managed to get Annabelle into a form fitting black dress that caressed her sides, giving away her curves while keeping modesty. "See, you are quite the beauty." Kathleen said and Annabelle looked in the mirror and closed her eyes. She was right and she had to admit that she had picked a marvellous piece. "Fine I dress up good, happy?" Annabelle grumbled and began taking the dress off. Kathleen licked her lips and watched as the satin dress slid up her sides, revealing her red thong and worn out lace bra that cupped her globes awkwardly. Kathleen stopped her as the material bunched at her shoulders and smiled. She drank in the sight, letting out a shaky breath when her eyes fell upon the sweet swells. She mustered her willpower, resisting the monumental urge to plunge her face between them. "I think not. They will never suspect you in a dress. Leave it on and I will fetch some undergarments that actually fit you." Annabelle was about to snap when she slipped out of the stall. She pulled the dress back with a tantrum boiling in the greens of her eyes. Kathleen quickly returned with a black bra and panties and smiled. "I guess you are a 34B." Annabelle nodded numbly and turned around, suddenly modest. "Please if you're going to bloody redress me stop talking all ladylike. It's driving me crazy." Annabelle said as she unsnapped her bra and hastily put the new one on. Kathleen's shoulders dropped, both with her mannerisms and the fact that she was unable to see her breasts. Annabelle quickly dressed and looked over once more, more comfortable. "Fine, I'll stop. I just thought that you liked the way I talked." Annabelle looked down at the price tag and gagged. "Don't you bloody say anything. It's already paid for." "How can you afford this?" Kathleen laughed and licked her lips, savouring the view. "I took my own personal ship here. I have more money than I know what to do with so don't worry. Now let's get out of here. I can't relax as long as those thugs are still roaming." Kathleen led her out and quickly looked at her worn out shoes. "Changing those too." Before Annabelle could muster another complaint, Kathleen drug her to the shoes and started handing her 3 inch pumps in varying shades of black. No Longer Sure Ch. 02 "I will not wear these. I haven't worn them since I was six." Kathleen wouldn't listen and lightly pushed her into the chair. Annabelle rolled her eyes as Kathleen slipped off her shoes and cringed when she took off her soiled socks. She slipped the darkest pair on and smiled once Annabelle got to her feet and sighed. "Done." Kathleen laughed and nodded, not wanting to make a scene. They walked arm in arm out of the store, Annabelle doing her best not to trip. Kathleen snickered as she stumbled before getting her bearings. "This is the one and only time I swear to god. I can't wait to get into pants. I feel cold in places that shouldn't be cold." Kathleen laughed as they left the mall slowly. They spotted the back of the truck and Annabelle shoved her onto the waiting bus. Both women sighed when they left with no pursuers. "We'll go to my place. Then I'm going to take your love of the sea and make it mine." They entered Annabelle's apartment, Annabelle pulling Kathleen inside. She pinned the surprised blonde to the wall and closed the door before pressing her five foot nine frame against her new lover. Their hands grasped and clawed at their clothes, pulling them off as they traversed the dark hall. Annabelle led Kathleen into her room and as the last articles of clothing fell from their panting bodies, she pushed Kathleen onto her bed. "God I've wanted this for so long." Annabelle said and opened her blinds. The lights from the street lights gave the room a sensual aura, although both were sure that any light would only add fuel to their fires. Kathleen rolled onto her side, and smiled seductively. Annabelle turned and froze as she rested her gaze upon the woman of her dreams. "Holy fuck I've wanted to see you naked." "And all you are going to do is look?" Kathleen replied, licking her lips. They stood transfixed by each other, both willing to move but neither wanting to break away from the sight before them. Annabelle swallowed hard before taking small steps to the bed. Kathleen slid over, sitting at the edge, her arms stretched. "Come my darling. Let me show you what I have wanted to do to you for years." "I can't wait." Annabelle replied, letting out a shaky breath filled with yearning. She took her hands and Kathleen pulled her on top of her. They gasped as their bodies touched fully and as their lips touched both shivered with excitement. Kathleen licked Annabelle's lips when they parted, nibbling on her bottom lip until she pulled away. She looked down and smiled lovingly, her eyes unable to quench the thirst of drinking her in. Kathleen took advantage and rolled them over, almost off the bed, her knee preventing them from toppling to the floor. They slid back and Kathleen wasted no time in letting her hands slide down her partner's sides. Annabelle shivered in delight as Kathleen's nails left goosebumps in their wake, her sensual touches quickening her breathing. "You are so beautiful." Kathleen whispered as she bent down and kissed her firmly, her tongue begging for entrance. Annabelle moaned loudly as Kathleen's large breasts enveloped hers, their now hardened nipples pressing against each other. Kathleen parted and leaned down, nibbling on Annabelle's earlobe. The sharp exhales fondled the side of her cheeks and Kathleen smiled before leaving a soft trail of kisses down the side of her neck. Her efforts were rewarded with a soft moan and more neck to kiss. She grinned and continued her journey down, over her collarbones and between her pert breasts. She looked up and watched until Annabelle opened her eyes. Kathleen reached out with her tongue and lightly flicked her right nipple, drawing a gasp from her lover. She smirked and leaned in and took her nipple gently into her mouth, savouring the taste of her. "Oh fuck yes." Annabelle moaned and quickly held Kathleen's head to her chest. She gripped her sandy blond locks and shivered as her tongue flicked her nipple relentlessly before sucking hard. "Damn you're going to make me cum just from this." Kathleen lifted her head and smiled deviously before turning her attention to the other waiting nipple. As she turned her attention, she swore the little nub grew longer, as though it was begging for attention and she wasn't going to deny it. Annabelle let out another deep breath as Kathleen lavished her left breast with licks and kisses. Annabelle slowly arched her back, her breathing quickened with each jolt of pleasure that coursed from her chest to her sex. "God damn I can feel it." "Let it go my love." Kathleen mumbled before returning. She shifted her attention back to her nipple and sucked it hard, flicking it incessantly in her mouth. Annabelle's moans deepened and her back continued to arch. Her breathing sharpened as Kathleen's hands roamed up her torso and rested upon her side and free breast. She pinched and flicked the free nub and Annabelle squirmed, her breaths turning into light pants. Kathleen smiled and released her breast and left another trail of kisses down her stomach, slipping her tongue into her belly button as Annabelle came down from her small high. Kathleen took in a deep breath, taking in the sweet smell of her lover's arousal. She glanced down and smiled as the shaven mound couldn't be seen in the poor light but she knew that she wouldn't be disappointed. Kathleen slid down to her apex and took in another deep breath and tentatively licked the outside of her swollen mound. "Yesss." Annabelle hissed and Kathleen grinned before taking another light lick. She settled down between her legs and licked a flat stroke from the base of her pussy to the tip, flicking at the end. Annabelle moaned deeply and looked down as Kathleen tasted her and growled in approval. She looked up and Annabelle's breath was caught in her steel blues. The raw carnal lust sent jolts though her and Kathleen looked back at her waiting sex and dove in. "Holy Fuck!" Kathleen moaned as her lover's juice quickly coated her cheeks. She never felt so alive than at that moment and with each droplet that slipped across her tongue, she yearned for more. Annabelle gripped her sheets repeatedly as Kathleen's tongue slipped between her puffy pussy lips, coaxing more heavenly nectar from her before flicking her exposing clit. Annabelle quickly fell into the clutches of the woman playing her body to perfection. Every spot she knew that heightened her pleasure was hit along with more that she never knew existed. Kathleen knew her better than she knew herself. "How can you... holy sweet jesus." Annabelle moaned loudly as Kathleen sunk her tongue as deep as she could, swirling and twisting around inside her. They moaned together as Kathleen pulled her tongue from Annabelle's sex, licking her lips to savour every drop. Annabelle pulled her up and they shared a deep lust filled kiss that both melted from. Kathleen slipped her hand down and before Annabelle could stop her, she sunk a finger. Annabelle's hips locked as Kathleen slipped to the side and began sliding her finger gently in and out of her partner. "Harder please. You won't break me." "As you wish my captain." Kathleen whispered huskily in her ear. Annabelle groaned as Kathleen slipped a second finger in and began pumping. Her ministrations were slow at first, savouring the moment but she couldn't hold back and began ramming them into Annabelle's sopping pussy. Annabelle turned and pressed her lips savagely against Kathleen's to stifle her moans of ecstasy. Kathleen moaned along with her, unable to do anything but revel in the moment. Annabelle's hips rolled and bucked in time with her fingers and Kathleen broke free of their kiss, eliciting a protesting groan. "Get your ass back up here." Annabelle groaned, reaching out for her but only finding the bed cover. Kathleen slid down, slowing for only a second before latching onto Annabelle's clit. "Fuck!" Annabelle screamed as her sensitive nub became the target for merciless tongue flicks. She writhed on the bed, unable to comprehend the pleasure coursing through her. Her dreams and fantasies disintegrated against the power of the real. She fought valiantly to keep herself quiet but lost very quickly. "Sweet fuck Kat... have some mercy holy fuck." "Never." Kathleen growled and sucked the nub back into her mouth and quickened her fingers. Annabelle shuddered as her pleasure reached a peak but before she could cascade through the clouds of bliss, she was sent to a higher plane. Kathleen moaned loudly, the vibrations adding to the pleasure already overflowing through the moaning body beneath her. "Let me come. God damn you let me come down." Annabelle screamed and weakly pushed against Kathleen's shoulders. Her attempts made the blonde laugh inside. She wanted her to continue but didn't like not being in control. "I need it, fuck it's going to be big." "Need what my love?" Kathleen said before biting the hand that covered her target. Annabelle retracted her hand and Kathleen settled back to her merciless assault on the poor nerve ending with no reluctance to give up her prize. "Cum I need it. You know I need it. I can hear the sounds of my pussy. I can feel every... every... fuuck me." "As you wish." Kathleen replied and used the full length of her fingers to drive her higher, all the while keeping her climbing higher into the unknown stratospheres of rapture. "Oh god.. sweet fuck. I'm gonna... I'm burning up from it." She growled as the pleasure spiked. Her core heated up and her body clamped down hard on her fingers. Kathleen pushed them as far as she could and wiggled them, feeling out all the velvety walls while sucking hard on her clit and flicking it mercilessly. "Oh you bitch I can't stop it. Kathleen!" Annabelle screamed at the top of her lungs as finally the dizzying heights came crashing down upon her. Her hands balled into fists and slammed against the bed repeatedly while her chest shook. Kathleen quickly lifted her head as her legs clamped down on her hand, denying any movement. Kathleen watched as Annabelle thrashed on the bed, the sensations raging through her. She gasped for breath, trying to keep afloat but the undercurrents of Kathleen's tongue on her now severely sensitive clit kept her reeling. She reached out and with one final herculean effort, pulled Kathleen from her sex. She sighed in relief when she willingly came up her body and rested beside her. Kathleen nuzzled in close, resting her head on her spent partner's shoulder. "I can feel your heartbeat in your shoulder." She said, soothingly caressing her sides as she made her way down from the heavens. Annabelle shivered one last time before falling completely limp on the bed. "I swear if you ever do that again." She started but was cut off with a firm kiss. She moaned in comfort once they parted. "You will do what? Lay there any enjoy it of course." Kathleen retorted and Annabelle sighed deeply. There was no way she could stop her even if she wanted to. She was her mermaid, her beloved, her heart's desire. "You sassy little minx, I'll get you back for this. No one makes me melt and gets away with it." Kathleen lifted her head and moved a sweat drenched bang from her face. "Promises promises." "Just you wait. I might not be able to perform tonight, but in the morning, you bet your sweet ass I'll take you on a journey." Kathleen stirred as the morning sun shined brightly into the bare room. She stretched gracefully before squeaking out a yawn. "Now that was cute." Her eyes widened when Annabelle's voice licked her ears. She rolled over and looked into the deep emerald eyes. She smiled warmly and kissed her softly. "I must be dreaming. I never thought I would have you." "I know. I have dreamt of this moment for so long. Our messages never gave this justice." Annabelle smiled, her heart warming to the idea that she was indeed laying naked beside the woman that brought out the best in her. "So what is the plan my love?" "Well right now I'm really hungry. So I thought we could get some food and then I'll take you on a trip you'll never forget." Annabelle replied seductively. Kathleen moaned and closed her eyes, visualizing the morning to come. "I cannot wait." Just as she finished, the door was hammered upon. Both women jumped up screaming as the door was shattered from its hinges. Officers rushed into the room apartment with guns drawn. Both women covered themselves as the men barged into the room. "Annabelle, you're under arrest for the kidnapping of this woman." One man shouted as his two partners pulled her from the bed. They stopped suddenly at her nakedness and two of the six men turned to keep modesty. "She did not kidnap me. We were being chased by two thugs bent on murdering us." Kathleen shouted, clutching the sheet to her chest. The men backed out of the room, keeping their guns drawn. "We have a warrant Miss. She's going to be taken downtown. You have two minutes to get dressed before we take you in your current attire." The men left the room, closing the door behind them. Annabelle fell to the floor in tears. Kathleen rushed from the bed to her side and held her tightly. "This can't be happening. I did the right thing. What the fuck?" She growled before picking up her clothes. "I will talk to them. I will tell them the truth." Kathleen said frantically as she got dressed. They were dressed in moments and both sniffled as the officers shouted that they had thirty seconds. Kathleen dove into Annabelle's arms and both sobbed. "I promise you that you will not see bars." "I love you mermaid. I have a list a mile long against me. If they don't get me for this I'm sure they'll get me for something else." Kathleen kissed her hard and held her until the officers barged in once more and separated them. "No you can't do this. I didn't do anything wrong." "She is correct. Please release her!" Kathleen demanded and grabbed the nearest man. They quickly separated the two and drug Annabelle away screaming. "I love you Annabelle, my captain." Kathleen screamed and pulled the officer aside that held her back. "For my sanity you will take me to your supervisor." The man stared blankly at Kathleen before sighing. They left the building and Jeremy wrapped his arms around her. "Thank god you are okay. I got a tip that you were here." Kathleen became enraged and gripped his balls and pulled fiercely. Jeremy's eyes widened and his breath left him as her nails began sinking through his dress pants. "If you value any part of your life that I hold in my hand you will follow that police car that has taken my captain away from me. Is that in any way unclear?" She growled maliciously. Jeremy nodded quickly and she squeezed tightly before releasing him. They ran to their rental and drove off, leaving the few officers to rummage through the apartment. Kathleen ran into the police office and stormed up to the front desk, ignoring the lineup. The lineup protested her butting and she spun around and growled. "I'll give each of you fifty bucks to shut up and let me deal with this." The room fell quickly silent and she glared at Jeremy. "You, get the fuck over here." "I do not think your parents would." "Fuck you and fuck them." Kathleen snarled, each word dripping with disdain. "Someone took her away from me and now you're going to listen and do as you're told. First I want you to write checks to all the people in line. It will come from your pay if you don't get it done when the secretary gets back." Jeremy paled and pulled out his book and quickly jotted down checks. She watched intently as he quickly served the line before running back as the secretary returned with an officer. "You're bringing in a woman that was arrested this morning, her name's Annabelle. She's been charged with kidnapping." Kathleen snapped her fingers and Jeremy stood at attention where she pointed. "He's here to exonerate her." "I'm sorry miss but Annabelle has a long list against her. Just clearing her of the most recent charge won't clear her. Her bail is set at two thousand." "Dear god what has she done." Jeremy mumbled and Kathleen slapped his gut. He stepped back, holding his stomach, unable to cover several winces. "It doesn't matter." She turned back and lowered her head with a determined smirk. "Only two? When I return you will release her and I'll tell you what really happened." Annabelle sat in the holding cell, unable to fathom the idea that she would spend hard time for her misdeeds. "What are you in here for?" A butch brunette asked. Annabelle looked over and smirked before lowering her head. "Loving someone apparently means kidnapping." The woman laughed and Annabelle glared. She shook her head in annoyance and thought back to her one and only night with Kathleen, her mermaid. She thought back to their messages and smiled as memories glistened her eyes. "He must really be something if you're stuck here." Annabelle snickered and looked over, letting the small tears slide effortlessly down her cold cheeks. "Yes, she is and I would do it all over again." Several women in the cell backed away, drawing chuckles from both women. A lone guard came up and unlocked the gate. "The new one. You've made bail and your charges will be dropped if you cooperate with any information on the whereabouts of the two assailants that attacked Kathleen Pierce." "Gladly. I'll tell you everything if it gets those fuckers off the street. Where is she?" The guard sighed and looked back at the door before answering. "For your bail to be secured she had to talk to her parents. They've forced her to leave the city once the amount was paid. She lied to her parents so you could be free. She'll be departing from the docks at 8pm. If you leave now and catch a cab you can make it." Annabelle dropped to her knees, her body numb. "No." She whispered and looked up at the officer. "I don't have any money. I used the last of what I had for the week to save her. I need the rest for my home." The cop bent down and lifted her back onto her feet. He smiled and reached into his back pocket and pulled out enough money for her. He placed the paper in her hand and folded her fingers around it. "You are in serious trouble when you return young lady. I have never been so embarrassed in my entire life. A two thousand dollar bail is only the start of the punishment you will endure." Kathleen's father seethed. She sighed over skype and waited for more. "And about that girl, you will never see her again." "Now dear, I think the punishments you have decreed are more than fair. I do not think removing her best friend is necessary. She had a good time in the city and got carried away, nothing more." Her mother replied and her father glared at her before gritting his teeth. Kathleen kept her facial expression blank but her heart screamed inside. It was the best, yet most fleeting time of her life. "By god Anna! I will not have my daughter succumb to that degenerate. She will not affiliate with her ever again. God knows what other diseases or ideas she has bred into her. Look at her Anna, she has the glow of a woman, not a mere girl. This Annabelle has done something unforgivable!" "Father, I won't have you talk about her like that. If it wasn't for her I would be in worse trouble than I already am." "Watch your tongue! And speak like a proper lady." He snapped bitterly. Kathleen lowered her head in shame and sighed deeply before raising her chin, taking one of the many lessons from Annabelle. "No father. You will respect her as I do. She kept me safe when I was at my worst. I would be dead if not for her. Is a mere dress and some money worth more than me?" "Kathleen, possessions pale in comparison to you. We will talk when you arrive. Safe travels." Anna replied calmly before her father could unleash another torrential downpour of spewing hatred. She closed the laptop and rested her head in her palms, barely holding herself together.