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Felicity Ch. 00

By: jjcolejr



Felicity:

A collection of stories by jjcole.

Foreword:

I am reposting many of my stories, I could not get back into my original jjcole members site after I changed my e-mail. I ended up in the nightmare of the "use confirmation word" endless cycle so I started over.

I am an old man living in Texas some forty years now but not born here. My first language was French, then Spanish, then English so you may see some Yoda like sentence structures here and there. With forgiveness please.

I am re-posting all the stories in my two long series, Felicity and Peers. Both have been edited and the Felicity stories have been placed in order.

Peers has been edited to make it less rambling and to clear up some parts but it is essentially the same.

The Felicity stories all started out as stand alone stories. Some are short and some are very long. Some begin someplace other than Felicity but end up there. Some of those ended up there after they were originally posted.

Some had not been posted because the characters would not behave but are posted now. Some were written long after the first set was posted.

Felicity is a fictitious small town on the Texas coast just west of Highway 288 about seventy miles southwest of Houston. Timid drivers could drive down in an hour and a half. Aggressive drivers could easily shave fifteen minutes from that. All of the drive is by four lane highway although the last ten miles are on state highways.

There is a ghost town in that general location, the remains of a town wiped out by a hurricane a hundred years ago.

The stories include some that are non-sexual, most are romantic, many lesbian, a few with a fetish or two.

All stories are "women friendly."

Felicity itself had suffered a big blow from a hurricane ten years before our stories begin. The third of the town closest to the beach had been wiped out although the old downtown had survived.

Oddly the towns only beach resort had also survived but it had fallen into disrepair.

During the years since the storm the town had become stagnant, few things were fixed, nothing was rebuilt.

The towns spiritual and financial leader, Angus MacDuff, had died shortly after the storm. His only son had died in the Middle East and his sorrow left him with no interest in the town.

All thought he had died from grief.

His five daughters fell into a period of sadness and apathy concerned only for each other and their children. 

The oldest was Martha, sharp witted mother of three daughters. She was a science teacher but at the start of the stories she had been coerced into being the acting superintendent of schools.

The next oldest was Allison, she did not live in Felicity for most of her adult life. She did move back and brought her Toyota car dealership with her. She also brought her long term lesbian partner. Her son remained away but her daughter moved to Felicity too.

The middle daughter was Wendy. The most intelligent and most talented of the five. Bisexual all her life. She was the center of what became a very extended family and appears in many of the stories. Her two sons had died in the accident that killed her ex-husband.

The next oldest was Maureen who everyone called Mo. She was a six foot tall amazon of a woman that had been in the pro tennis circuit. She had three daughters and was divorced. She was a high school principal and became superintendent when Martha retired. She was straight until she fell in love with a woman as she neared fifty.

Amanda was the youngest and the only non-college graduate. She had three children one of which was the only surviving male. She was the prettiest sister and became a very successful real estate agent. Her twin brother was the one killed in the Middle East

All were redheads as were all their children except Allison's son. The sisters did have money, their father owned a lot of land in and outside of town. They were the MacDuff Group.

Each sister strongly regretted not showing their father all the love they had for him before he died. They swore that no one they loved would doubt their love, ever.

Everyone they loved regardless of sex, race, or status were kissed on the lips and embraced. They held hands with all who would allow it.

Many in Felicity began to do that with their favorite people too.

The town however needed someone with a vision. The entrenched politicians were comfortable with being entrenched and very little had been done to the town since the hurricane. Their inaction got one new resident of the town pissed. His name was Ben. 

Felicity Ch. 01



Chapter 1: Dog Park

My son had gone off to college and I had inherited his basset hound. He said his mother could not be trusted with his baby and I had to agree with him. The only thing she never neglected was herself. 

We had been divorced seven years.

My son's final argument in his plan to convince me I should take his baby was that the dog would get me laid. He knew that would be unlikely as the reason I was not active in the pursuit of pussy was the combination of gun shyness, (thanks to his mother), and just plain shyness.

An invitation to fuck had to be written and notarized before I was aware that I had been invited, he had once said to me, not entirely in jest.

I did get laid every once in a while although each time was a surprise to me. I was somewhat handsome, I had a sense of humor, I could dance some, I was polite, and I was clueless. 

The dog would lead me to a brand new life.

I liked the dog well enough but I was living a quiet life with few responsibilities and was reluctant to add any. I did take her in of course, it was his mother or the pound and there was little difference there.

The dogs name was Sally and for a basset she was a bit small with a soft longish coat, blonde and white hair. She did very little vocalizing of any kind and was content to lie about all day just enduring life between meals. She was five years old and most of the puppy-hood was gone. She minded well and had always liked me. She had been at my home often so when she moved in there was little adjustment period for her.

There was a long adjustment period for me, however. Walking her twice a day regardless of weather was bad enough but carrying and using poop bags was a very a major adjustment.

Eventually I erected a fence around most of my yard. That and a long handled pooper-scooper made picking up after her much easier.

After my divorce I quit my job and moved to a small town by the sea called Felicity. I needed to relocate as I was embarrassed each time I ran across men my wife had fucked, which was often. She had re-married and was now fucking around on that husband, her ex-boss. Somehow he did not seem to mind.

I started a small software company that hit it big when major companies decided to bid against each other for an application we had marketed. Eventually one of them made a bid for my company I could not refuse. I became a very rich man, much to the chagrin of the ex wife.

My sudden wealth allowed me to be able to tell my son that he could go to any school that would let him in. He had been living with his mother while attending a community college but had now transferred to our enormous state university, hence the need for a dog keeper.

I bought a nice home close to the bay, it was elevated on pylons, had two-car parking underneath and an enclosed elevator to the second deck. It was on a private canal with my house being at the end. I bought a nice reliable car and a used classic Chris Craft cabin cruiser. I could have afforded much bigger and better but I was never one to show off. The major change in my life was that now I worked from home.

I liked the beach and I often took long walks there. The walk from my house to the dunes was only about ten minutes. 

But Sally hated the beach. As soon as she saw sand she sat and could not be budged. Walking was the only exercise either of us had so I had to find an alternative.

A chemical company trying to convince our town that it was a good neighbor had spent a lot of good will money on several parks in the town, including what was the only dog park in nearly a hundred miles. Sally and I became regulars at the park. 

At first we would go on random days averaging twice a week but then settled into a MWF routine. We were in the big dog section since she weighed over the small dog limit, but she was so low to the ground that most dogs towered over her and she felt intimidatedr. It got to the point that I kept her on the leash and we walked the perimeter of the enclosure.

On one of those walks we noticed a basset inside the small dog enclosure. A very pretty blonde lady saw us and said, "Bassets are welcome on this side. Everyone knows that the only time they throw their weight around is to lie down."

Her smile and her voice made a big impression on me. Sally wanted to go meet a fellow basset immediately so we walked to the double gate and went in. I kept her on her leash at first but soon let her loose. The lady and her dog were camped out at a bench on a far corner of the enclosure where there were two benches at ninety degrees from each other. 

On that Wednesday morning there were perhaps seven people and dogs.

The small dog enclosure was half the size of the big dog area and had doggy playground equipment for the dogs to go over, through, and around as they chased each other. It was five times more active than the big dog area.

Like a great ship in a stormy sea Sally made her way to the far corner where the lady and her basset were. When she arrived the dogs acted like they had known each other all their lives.

After rubbing their bodies against each other and a few licks of greeting they sauntered into the middle of the action and promptly sat. The other dogs seemed to want to impress them with their antics and high-speed action swirled around them. Their tails never stopped wagging.

The lady remarked that it was the first time her dog had gone to the middle; she had always just circled the enclosure. I was just as surprised at Sally as she had always shied away from commotion. I quipped to the lady that two bassets make a formidable fortress. 

I very much liked her laugh too. I sat in the bench to her side and immediately looked at her ring finger; there were wedding rings there. 

"Just as well," I thought to myself. "There is no such thing as love at first sight anyway."

She seemed to be assessing me. I think she looked at my ring finger. There was nothing there for her to see. 

Our encounter switched from casual to proceed with caution in the blink of an eye. On my end of the problem I was not about to start anything with a married woman yet I desperately needed to make a good impression. 

She appeared to be having an internal argument with herself, possibly the same one I was having (although very unlikely).

Our dogs broke whatever it was between us by actually breaking into a run, virtually unheard of in bassets. They were having such a good time and the lady and I were enjoying their play so much that Sally and I stayed twice our normal time.

The dogs eventually made their way towards us looking exhausted. I put the leash on Sally as the lady put the leash on her dog, Harriet. As she did I glanced in her direction and nearly fell off the bench. The woman's sundress top billowed out as she bent over and I had a full view of her braless breasts, nipples and all.

She may have realized what had happened and as she stood she was blushing furiously. 

So was I.

We walked our dogs out of the park and headed to the parking lot. Sally and I escorted them to their car. The lady and I nodded and smiled in farewell. We had not spoken since her accidental flash.

The following Friday Sally and I went to the park and were disappointed to note they were not there. Sally spent the entire time looking for Harriet. I admit I spent most of my time looking for Harriet's owner.

The following Monday they were there. As soon as Sally saw Harriet she was eager to get in the enclosure and go to her. Harriet was galloping towards us as soon as she saw Sally. They met in the middle and after a few licks with their impossibly long tongues they wandered off together to say hello to the other owners and dogs. 

There were only half the owners and dogs as there had been the previous Friday so it was a calmer scene.

Harriet had a similar motley colored long haired coat as Sally did. My son had told me it was a different breed from regular bassets and were smaller and quieter. The quieter part was what led us to the breeder.

I again walked to the far corner and sat across from the blonde. She was wearing jeans and a pull over blouse with closed collar so I knew there would not be a flash of tits for me today. We exchanged greetings and silently followed our dog's travels. They came to us for some petting and she remarked about how quickly they had formed a bond.

I mentioned that when Sally and I had come to the park the previous Friday she had spent the whole time looking for Harriet. 

She noted that when they had come to the park the previous Saturday Harriet spent her time looking for Sally.

We each made a mental note on the other's schedule but made no further comments.

We did manage to chat some, mostly about the other dogs and their owners. Like me she had inherited her dog from a kid. Unlike me the kid and the dog lived in her house in the first place.

The conversation was slow going until we each had to go and pick up dog poop from our respective dogs. 

I made the remark that Sally's poop was bigger than the Chihuahua that had followed her around the previous Friday. 

She laughed and added that the size of their poop was just another thing that endeared bassets to their owners.

After discarding the bags we walked around the enclosure and petted the other dogs and said good morning to their owners which were either housewives in their forties to sixties and one man in his seventies. I was then forty-four. My companion fit in the forty-ish housewife group.

We returned to our corner and she made an obvious move for me to sit on the bench with her. 

As I sat I congratulated myself for picking up on the invitation and I shivered at the thought of what the consequences would have been had I missed it. 

For the rest of that morning we chatted constantly but all of it was over things that had nothing to do with us personally.

We suddenly noticed that our dogs were not in our field of vision and got up to search for them. We found them sound asleep inside a hollow barrel placed there for dogs to run through. We agreed that it was probably time to go. 

As she bent over to fasten the leash she blushed. I blushed while looking quickly away. She was wearing a blouse with not a hint of cleavage but the memory of the previous occasion was strong.

Sally and I walked them to their car and said our goodbyes. 

It took most of the day for my face to let go of my smile.

The following Wednesday Sally was so eager to go to the park that we got there well before ten. Harriet and her owner pulled into the parking lot right behind us. The very pretty lady explained that her dog was so eager to go that she had to cut off her exercise routine. She was wearing sweatpants and a light short sleeve sweatshirt

I replied that my dog had been telling me to hurry all morning.

We went to the far corner as the bassets tried to keep up with a pair of Jack Russell terriers, an impossible task for all dogs but especially pitiful for bassets. 

We sat together and resumed our conversation from the previous Monday but we now included some personal revelations. 

Our first revelation to each other were our names, hers was Janice. I told her mine was Ben. 

We talked about our children, (she had three daughters, I told her about my son), and I satisfied her unspoken curiosity by volunteering that I was in the computer business and worked from home. She said she worked from home too.

Her oldest daughter was a teacher with an almost three-year-old daughter and her youngest was starting her first year at our enormous state university where my son was. That daughter was the official owner of Harriet. She filled in details on the youngest and oldest daughter but she did not say anything about her middle daughter. 

I found that curious but did not ask. 

After we picked up after our dogs we again walked around the enclosure saying hello to the other owners and petting the other dogs. 

Janice introduced me to a friend of hers called Lydia, the owner of a feisty Pekinese named Sasha. Lydia was in her work clothes and was eating an early lunch. She was a lawyer and told me that it only took her ten minutes to go home and pick up her dog and be at the dog park. She much preferred lunch there than at her desk.

I was pleasant and tried to be as engaging as my shyness would allow before Janice and I continued our walk until we reached "our" bench. 

Too soon for me and maybe for her too, our dogs sat at our feet, ready to go home, eat and sleep. After we parted I kicked myself for not asking when she would return to the dog park.

Contrary to what many people think bassets are very intelligent dogs. Sally may not have known it was Friday but she knew it was a dog park day. I was going to skip that day and go Saturday so we could both have the company we wanted but she insisted so we went.

Janice and Harriet were there, waiting for us. 

Our dogs started an enthusiastic romp and almost knocked me down before I could make it to the bench. Janice was laughing at the three of us as I collapsed next to her.

The dogs were now chasing each other across the mostly empty enclosure trying to get a very old border collie to join them. His owner walked over to us and asked if our bassets could be a problem for her Barney.

We assured her they were gentle creatures and when we looked at them all three had followed her at a leisurely pace. I stood and offered my bench seat to the lady as I asked her to visit with us. 

I had seen her and Barney before in the big dog enclosure. She was a very pretty lady in her mid-fifties I guessed, short and slim. She had struck me as a lonely person hence the invitation to join us. Barney had come to me to be petted each time at the other enclosure. He knew Sally and me. 

Barney also weighed over the small dog limit but he definitely needed to be on our side. He was too old to handle any challenges. I had not done more than nod and smile to the lady up to that time. 

She protested a bit saying she did not want to intrude but by that time I was sitting in the other bench with Barney's head on my lap. The woman smiled and sat next to Janice. She commented that Barney had not gone up to a man to be petted since her late son. Barney had been his present to her before he went off to war. 

Janice smiled and said her Harriet had not presented herself to any man since her late husband. They agreed I must be a special person.

I was already blushing when it sunk into my brain that Janice was a widow. I did not know what to do or say so I stood up and mumbled that I did not have to put up with abuse from an ancient dog and after petting Barney I walked to the water fountain followed by the slowest moving dog pack in the history of the planet. 

We walked around the perimeter and by the time we made it back to the corner Barney, true to his breeding was making a gentle and futile attempt at keeping the bassets in line. 

As soon as I sat on the bench all three dogs jumped up with me and made themselves comfortable around and on my body. 

The ladies burst into a fit of giggles.

I ordered the dogs to get off me. 

That was greeted with a yawn from Sally as Harriet's head plopped on my lap.

The giggles turned into honest laughter. I extended my put-upon act a little longer for them.

Barney looked at his owner and gave her a soft bark while wagging his tail. He jumped down and put his head on her knee, his tail swishing the ground behind him.

"I guess it has been a while since you heard me laughing," she said to Barney as she petted him lovingly.

"That was the hardest I have laughed in ages myself," said Janice.

"Well I have never felt so insulted," I said bringing back the fit of giggles that returned to full gale laughter when Sally licked my face. I put on my "shocked and appalled look" milking the laughter longer. Even after the dogs left us for a stroll everything I said or did the ladies found it humorous. 

I was on a roll.

If there was one thing that bassets could tell from simply the rotation of the earth it was lunchtime. They put an end to the scene when Harriet and Sally walked up to their respective leashes and yawned. It was time to go.

The lady had a difficult time snapping on Barney's leash so I helped her with that.

"Arthritis," she said. "Too many years holding pieces of chalk."

Janice's eyes went wide in recognition. "You are Mrs. Shaw! My husband admired you. He was a science teacher at the intermediate school. He always wondered how you got the kids that drove him bananas to win all those science fair contests."

"Thank you dear but all I did was make banana splits."

That line got me laughing as we walked out of the enclosure. Janice and I walked Mrs. Shaw to her car and before she got in Janice told her that we were at the dog park every MWF morning and to join us when she came.

Mrs. Shaw said something about intruding but I said to her, "You can't intrude where you are welcome." 

She smiled broadly and pointed to her cheek. I looked to see if she had something on it but Janice covered for me by giving her a kiss on the cheek. Blushing with embarrassment I soon followed with my own kiss.

We waved goodbye to her and I walked Janice to her car. 

She said, "I will not be coming here on Saturdays anymore. It's too crowded and I prefer the people and creatures on Monday, Wednesdays and Friday's, between 9:30 and 10:00 AM."

I know I was blushing through a wide grin when I said, "Me too."

After she got in her car she rolled down the window and pointed at her cheek. I gave her my best, softest kiss. 

That Saturday morning my son Matt called to inquire about his dog. I gave him a full status report and he was pleased that Sally had a buddy. He asked pointed questions about Janice and I gave him some details although not the one about knowing what her breasts looked like. He seemed to be happy for me too.

That Sunday I went to one of my favorite bay front restaurants for a late lunch. There were two restaurants and each had decks overlooking the bay. I waited for a table by the outer rail and ordered as soon as I was seated. I knew their menu and normally asked for the fried oyster and fish platter and a Dos Equis. After gazing at the horizon and the birds for a while I looked at the diners on the deck of the adjacent restaurant. 

Janice was there. Her back was to me but I was sure it was she, plus she was having an animated conversation with a young lady that looked just like a younger version of herself. 

I wondered which daughter it was. I was sure her youngest was at school and knew her oldest was married with a kid. 

I concluded it must be the mystery middle daughter.

They seemed to have finished their meal and were waiting for the check. When the server came to them the daughter took the check and fumbled with her purse. The young lady that was their server blushed brilliantly enough for me to see it from thirty feet away. Her eyes were glued to the daughter's chest. 

I noticed that the daughters blouse had billowed out in the sea breeze. The server was looking into the blouse, her eyes likely feasting on the daughter's tits. 

A credit card was eventually produced and handed to the server. As soon as she went into the building Janice swatted her daughters arm as they both burst into giggles.

They managed to compose themselves before the server returned. The daughter made some point about the bill as the server leaned over and looked down the blouse some more. Janice put her hand on her forehead and looked down at the table, shaking her head.

Eventually the two girls decided they could not extend their play any longer and the tab was signed. The copy of the tab was handed to the daughter in such a way that I just knew there was something written on it. As the server walked away the daughter showed Janice the slip before carefully placing it in her purse.




Felicity Ch. 01



They stood and walked away giggling, arms around each other's waist.

When my own server returned I had a big grin on my face. The waitress looked in the direction I was looking wondering what I had found so amusing. I answered her unasked question by telling her that I saw an interesting by-play between a server and a client.

"Which server?" she asked.

"A tall athletic looking brunette with a pony tail," I answered.

"Was she serving a very pretty blonde?"

"Two very pretty blondes."

My server, Shawna, was a very pretty black girl in her early twenties that had become my "designated server".

She was tall, athletic with world-class tits and ass. She had gone out with my son a few times and was familiar enough with me to keep her hand on my shoulder as we spoke.

I liked her.

She blushed, while looking somewhat irritated.

"I see you know them," I said.

"Yes, for many years," she said.

"Tell me about the mother. Her back was to me so I could not see her."

"Very nice lady. She was my school secretary before her husband died. She knew every kid by name and most of the parents. I owe her big because her middle daughter, (the one you just saw), and I got caught in a stupid prank but she covered for me with my parents."

"How did her husband die?"

"A tanker truck from the chemical plant went through a red light and killed him. He was going home after chaperoning a school dance. That happened about four years ago.

I heard that the company volunteered to give her more money than her lawyer was going to ask for in a lawsuit. They were scared the accident would lead to a campaign to force them to leave Felicity.

She fired her lawyer when he wanted to sue the school district too."

Her eyes narrowed as she appraised me.

"You would like her. She would be a good person for you to know. 

Need another beer?"

As she went to check on my dinner and bring me another beer I tried to put what I had just learned the previous twenty minutes into perspective.

Janice's middle daughter was an exhibitionist and likely gay. I knew Shawna was not gay but her irritation with Jana made me think that I may be missing something.

Janice's life had just settled back to normal after the trauma of her husband's death.

One thing my son had brought up during previous talks was that I should be alert for women that were more interested in my money than in me. That would not be in play if Janice was interested in me.

Lastly, a young lady that knew and respected Janice appeared to think I was a good match for her.

At the dog park Monday morning she and I and her friend Lydia were the only one's there at first. Lydia had apparently taken the morning off and had some juicy gossip for Janice. 

She pulled her down to her bench. 

I walked around with the bassets and the peke at a sedate pace that was shattered when the Chihuahua joined us. His infatuation with Sally was unabated and he came close to irritating her more than once. He was lucky that Sally thought irritation would cost her too much energy. 

That morning I learned the Chihuahua's name was Thor.

Janice and Lydia joined me in my wrangler duties after a while along with Thor's owner Dolores. I allowed the ladies to chat away while keeping my comments to a minimum.

Sooner than I expected it was time to go. I had not had a private conversation with Janice all morning. She did ask for a kiss on her cheek before she left and I gave her my best kiss at nearly the corner of her lips. It was not where I was aiming and worried that she might think I was being too forward but she fully accepted the kiss.

"See you Wednesday," was all she said before driving off.

On Saturdays if the weather was good I would go fishing. Sally loved the boat rides even though any fish I caught had to be barked into submission.

If the weather was not good I worked.

As she drove away I wondered if Janice liked to fish.

I wondered if I had the balls to ask her.

Wednesday I brought coffee and kolaches for two. I though I had arrived at the park too early only to see that Janice and Harriet were already there. She kissed me on the cheek when I gave her breakfast. I may have blushed.

As we sipped our coffee I surprised myself by asking her to tell me about her middle daughter. 

"She is the thorn at my side," she said.

I waited silently for her to continue. Janice searched my face for something before allowing a sigh to escape her lips and continuing.

"She is a topless dancer and a lesbian."

"And your favorite?" I asked.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

"Why would you say that?"

"I watched the two of you at the restaurant last Sunday. I saw her cast her bait at the waitress and saw the waitress swallow it whole. I saw your amusement at her antics and I saw how close you two were," I said. "What is her name?"

"It's Jana."

Janice had broken into a nice smile and breathed a sigh of relief because I took the news about her daughter in stride. 

I got a kiss on the cheek.

I asked her, "Does Jana practice catch and release or does she.......umm?"

Blushing brilliantly Janice said, "Jana always eats her catch."

I laughed at the line. "Did Shawna and Jana have something going? I saw irritation in her face when I described what I saw," I asked Janice.

"Oh yeah. Jana will do something to piss her off then Shawna will do something to piss Jana off. It has been going on for years now. They love each other too much to walk away but they each still have wild oats to sow. Jana is more gay than bisexual. Shawna is more straight than bisexual."

I decided not to volunteer that my son and Shawna had fucked more than once.

At that point I saw Barney sauntering towards us escorted by the bassets. I stood and allowed Mrs. Shaw to sit with Janice. She asked for and received cheek kisses from each of us.

She said that the expression on our faces when she came in forced her to ask us what the topic of our conversation was.

"Her daughters," I volunteered.

"I bet it was Jana. She may be the most up-front child I ever saw. Very bright, very outspoken."

"You were her teacher?" asked Janice.

"No, I was not. The last five years before I retired I was basically assigned to mentor new teachers. I was the department head and I only had three classes. She was in two of those teacher's classes. She was a great help to me in getting the teachers up to speed. 

I got to use Jana as the example of why they should never come into the classroom unprepared, that a bright young student would always catch them in any misinformation. 

I added that they should be happy that the student keeping them in check that school year was always polite and usually gave them an out. Most of those types of students did their challenges with malice and a smirk.

My teachers also learned that you couldn't tell intelligence by just looking, that the sharpest mind they were likely to see in years may be in the head of a bubbly blonde girl.

And lastly, they learned that gender preference makes no difference at all."

Janice sobbed and placed her hands on either side of Mrs. Shaw's head and kissed her several times, the last kiss was to her lips.

"Thank you, thank you," Janice sobbed. "I was afraid I was the only one to see that in her."

"No chance of that although I know a few teachers that are disappointed with her career choice so far."

Janice said, "All I can tell you about that is that she is having lots of fun and makes as much money in one weekend than a teacher makes in two weeks."

"Hmmm. Maybe it's not too late for a second career," quipped Mrs. Shaw as she gave her small breasts a shake.

As the ladies laughed I took a dollar out of my pocket and slid it into Mrs. Shaw's blouse just at the swell of her breast. In mid laughter she shook her boobs for me with enthusiasm, briefly pressing one into my hand. 

Janice pulled out a dollar from her jeans pocket and slid it down Mrs. Shaw's blouse past my bill. Her hand went much deeper into the blouse than mine, perhaps to a nipple. After a short hesitation Janice withdrew her hand while again kissing Mrs. Shaw on the cheek.

After that bit of merriment Mrs. Shaw looked at Janice and said, "You know, on her graduation night your daughter kissed me on the lips with not quite honorable intentions."

"Oh no," said Janice. What did you do?"

"I returned the kiss in kind." 

Mrs. Shaw looked at me then turned to Janice and said. "I am sure your boyfriend wont mind."

With that said she gave Janice a soft, tender kiss on the lips.

After the kiss Janice looked at me with apprehension in her eyes, she was blushing very brightly. 

I also saw that she had fully enjoyed the kiss.

My mind had simply accepted what I saw while relishing the fact that Janice had not corrected Mrs. Shaw's assumption that I was her boyfriend. What each saw on my face was a grin.

"I feel good today. You two have cheered me up and have resurrected some internal chemistry that has been absent for a while," declared Mrs. Shaw. 

"In fact at noon I have a meeting with the ladies book club. A woman I hardly know has been flirting with me for the last few meetings. Today I call her bluff."

She laughed at her own bawdiness. 

Most of our time that morning was spent by the ladies exploration for mutual acquaintances. I had little to contribute since I had lived in Felicity less than four years and kept to myself anyway.

Eventually we each turned our attention to our dogs that had been waiting patiently at their leash. We walked Mrs. Shaw to her car. The ladies' kiss was soft, lip-to-lip, and a bit more sedate compared with their previous kiss. Her kiss to me was hard, wet, and loud. Her tongue made a quick trip down my esophagus. Her hand "accidentally" brushed my dick.

"Let that be a lesson to you," She said after releasing me.

Janice was giggling.

I walked Janice to her car and she asked for cheek kisses before and after she got in her car. I may have given away too much information with each of my kisses.

She drove away and Sally and I walked to my car. After making sure Sally was secure in the back seat I turned to open the drivers side door. A car stopped in front of mine and blocked me in. 

It was Janice. 

I went to her open window and saw her once again pointing at her cheek. She was blushing a soft shade of pink. As I bent to kiss her she turned her head and my kiss landed full on her lips. The kiss lingered until we heard a car moving near us. She broke the kiss and drove away without saying a word. I must have stood in front of my car with my keys in hand for a while. A bark from Sally brought me back to earth and we went home.

Friday morning we both brought breakfast for each other. We kissed in greeting, a quick but soft full lip kiss.

As we sat I was berating myself for lack of aplomb. I could sense that each and every kiss we had shared had made me blush. I did note that that Janice had also blushed. 

Men, however, were supposed to be cool about such things.

"Silly," I thought. "Two people that are more than old enough to know better acting like teenagers that had found their first true love."

I asked myself if I had fallen in love with Janice.

"Stupid question." I answered.

We sat and talked for a while. Then we walked around the enclosure and talked for a while. 

When we sat back on our bench I asked, "Would you like to go fishing with me tomorrow? I have a boat and Sally loves the boat ride. I am sure Harriet will too."

Janice had been studying my face. She kissed me, a soft, lingering kiss that made me realize that I was completely lost.

"What should I bring tomorrow?" she asked before kissing me again.

"Sunscreen and dog," I answered after the kiss.

"You need to draw me a map to your house," she said before we shared a long soft kiss.

"Hey, take it to a motel!" We heard someone say amid giggles. It was Lydia and she was beaming at us. She bent over Janice and gave her a sloppy kiss on the lips. She then sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

"What have you two been up to? She asked.

"Nothing," Janice and I answered in unison.

"What in hell is going on here," we were suddenly asked by the approaching Mrs. Shaw.

"Nothing," Janice, Lydia and I answered in our most innocent voices.

Mrs. Shaw sat on the other bench doing a very poor job of holding back her laughter. Before she had a chance to continue her interrogation Janice asked her how her book club meeting had gone. 

"Was that certain person bluffing?" she asked.

Mrs. Shaw blushed and the three of us had that answer. Lydia jumped off my lap and sat next to her asking what happened and who was bluffing.

Mrs. Shaw looked at Lydia and told her "Lydia Mendoza, if you breathe any of this to anyone I will tell your dad the truth about those cheerleading tryouts you told him you were supposedly doing."

"I would not tell anyone I promise."

"Well, there was a lady at the book club that had been flirting with me for a few weeks. When I left these two the last time I was so horny that I had decided to call her bluff at our meeting that day. 

She is a spectacular woman, tall, very redhead, with magnificent tits, maybe ten years younger than me.

And she was not bluffing. 

I gave her an inch and she took the rest of me. 

I feel like a new woman."

"But you just had a new woman," I said.

The words left my mouth unedited. My brain did not know they were going out.

Before I had a chance to apologize the women were laughing hysterically. 

I was relieved.

It was a good if ancient line.

I stood and politely asked the dogs to go for a stroll with me and left the ladies to their gossip. 

We were still making our rounds when Mrs. Shaw came to collect Barney. Lydia was with her and she already had her peke on a leash. I got fine lip kisses from each and off they went.

As the bassets and I returned to the corner Janice motioned for me to sit on the other bench. She was blushing. I sat and hooked Sally to her leash. I sensed that Janice was having difficulty hooking up Harriet and I looked. 

And froze.

Janice had unbuttoned three buttons on her blouse. Her breasts were hanging free in open space. Her blouse concealed her breasts from anyone on either side so I was the sole spectator to her magnificent show.

While I stared at her glorious breasts she stopped pretending to be having a difficult time with Harriet's leash and looked at me with a big grin. 

She giggled softly when I ran my tongue between my lips. 

She giggled softly when I pouted as she buttoned up her blouse.

We held hands as we walked to our cars. When we reached her car I held her close to me and gave her my most meaningful kiss to anyone in over twenty years. I felt hers was too.

She got in her car and motioned for a kiss on the cheek. I gave her one. She motioned for a kiss on the tip of her nose. I complied. She motioned for a kiss on the lips. I kissed her until my back began to hurt. When I straightened out I saw that she had again unbuttoned her blouse.

"I wanted you three to get reacquainted. You will be seeing them most of the day tomorrow on the boat."

"I have not given you my address."

"Actually, I know your address. We will not be there at the crack of dawn but we will be there before nine. We will bring breakfast."

She caressed my cheek and drove away. 

I wondered how she knew my address. 

Probably the same way I knew hers.

I spent the day making sure that the boat was ready for an all day trip.

Janice and Harriet were at my door at seven forty. She wore a nearly transparent white cover-up over a turquoise bikini. I could not take my eyes off her.

i led her straight to the boat and we were on the inter-coastal waterway by eight. I hurried us to the pass and took us out to open waters. It was a gorgeous early October Saturday, the sea was still warm, flat, perfect for fishing. Unfortunately that meant heavy boat traffic. I had to get Janice to an area where she felt comfortable enough to take her bikini top off. 

It was not going to be a prime fishing area but fishing was not my priority. 

As soon as we put about two miles between us and the nearest boat Janice took off her tops. She went below to put them away and came back up with coffee and pastry for each of us. My hand almost missed the cup because my brain was drinking in her tits through my eyes.

"You better find a place to park if you are not going to look where you're driving," she giggled.

I was pulling back on the throttle when I saw the birds and the slick. I maneuvered to drift into it then cut the engine. Janice sensed that something was up and followed me down to the deck. I handed her a midsize rod and reel, baited it and had her cast into the slick. I picked up a similar rod with a spinning reel and cast a few yards past hers. Her reel sang as my hook was hitting the water.

I put my rod in a holder and stood next to her in case she needed help. She fought the fish to the boat and I lifted her prize onto the deck, a ten-pound king mackerel. She said it was the biggest fish she had ever caught.

After Harriet had joined Sally in barking the fish into submission I had Janice hold it for a picture, then I had her hold the fish in front of her tits for a second, G rated picture. We both had forgotten she was topless.

Amazing.

We put the fish in the ice chest, hugged and kissed then I re-baited her hook. Just before she cast my rod tip bent down rebounded some then bent down sharply. I grabbed it and started reeling in. It was another king, a bit smaller than Janice's. As I was plopping it into the ice chest Janice cast again. 

She had a strike as soon as the bait hit the water. My suspicions about what it was proven correct when the fish jumped. It was a barracuda, nearly four feet long. 

Janice held on for about five minutes before the fish shook himself free.

"I have never hooked anything that jumped like that. What was it?"

"Barracuda."

"Can you eat those?"

"Not when they get that big."

Janice was absolutely pumped. She hugged me, squealed, ran a lap around me, kissed me again, and then hurriedly re-baited her hook.

Her next strike did not come for over thirty minutes; I had landed two snappers and another king while she waited. 

She was in the middle of bragging that the fish were afraid of her when her rod tip suddenly bent down hard.

After just barely hanging on and losing line for almost two minutes I maneuvered her to the chair and strapped her in. I helped her seat the rod in the rod holder and she managed to relax somewhat. After about twenty minutes I brought her water and steadied the rod with my shoulder while she drank and took some deep breaths. I told her she might be in for a long fight.

I put away my gear and sat next to her and coached her a bit. 

I told her not to try and reel it in if she could not lift the tip of the rod but not to let the line become slack, to keep the pressure on. 

I told her to lift one finger at a time often to keep the circulation going. 

I told her I loved her tits. 

She smiled at that old fishing line then concentrated on her fish.

Twenty minutes later I had decided that it was not an eighty pound yellow fin or a hundred pound grouper at the end of her line. I suspected she was holding onto a big shark.

She said she needed to pee. I volunteered to hold the line for her but she said she did not want to take the chance of loosing her fish. I suggested that she should just go ahead and pee.

She thought I was making a joke until I filled a bucket with seawater and poured it over her lap. I went for a second bucket and she started to pee as I slowly poured water on her crotch. After the third bucket while blushing deeply she said "thanks."




Felicity Ch. 01



I poured another couple of buckets on the deck then went to get a towel. 

I dried her the best I could then applied more sunscreen to her. I would kiss an area of skin then apply lotion, kiss, apply.

I started with her feet and worked my way up. Because of the rod holder and the strap I did not try to get to her inner thighs. I kissed my way up her sides but when my lips engulfed her tits Janice lost her strength and concentration so those kisses had to be much shorter than I wanted. 

When I got to her lips I put upward pressure on the rod with my shoulder giving her a chance to rest her arms while we kissed.

Suddenly I felt the pressure lift. I jumped out of her way and told Janice to reel in like mad. Whatever it was had suddenly decided to come to the surface. I had enough of my wits with me to grab the camera and focus it so I could get Janice and the monster in the same shot of he jumped. He did and I snapped the picture. 

I heard Janice gasp and I told her to keep reeling that he was going to jump again, he did and I got another picture. I was looking through the viewfinder and did not get a good look at the beast so I flipped the camera to video. I pressed the shutter button down on the camera and marveled at the scene. 

His third and final jump showed me exactly what he was. 

A mako shark, at least six feet long, probably over five hundred pounds 

The line and the tip of the rod were ripped away by its final jump.

Janice sat stunned, unbelieving. She had held on to a primeval beast for over an hour. 

I extricated her from the chair and hugged her. Her entire body trembled. She was covered in sweat. I led her below and slipped her into the shower, turned on the water and removed her bikini bottoms. She leaned against the wall and allowed the water to cascade over her. She would sob at times but I knew it was from the withdrawal of adrenalin.

I turned down a bunk then retrieved her from the shower, dried her off and led her to the bunk. I covered her and kissed her and told her to rest. She was asleep in seconds.

I decided to check on how the cowardly bassets were doing. 

I could sense them around my feet and could hear their barking as the shark jumped the first two times. They had disappeared after the third jump which was high enough and close enough to the boat for them to see the monster clearly. I found them jammed together in a small space between coolers. I also found that I would need more buckets of seawater.

It took me a while to convince them that it was OK to come out. As I took the reel off the now useless rod the dogs stayed within a few inches of me. I prepared a second rod and reel for Janice then went to check on her, she was still sleeping.

I decided that any more action at that spot was unlikely and started the engine. Two boats were headed in my direction; apparently they had seen part of the great show. I headed in the direction they had come from, a small non-navigable pass that was one of my favorite spots. Most fishermen went there to catch redfish and most were disappointed. I went there to catch flounder and was rarely disappointed. I thought that since Janice had just hooked a king, a barracuda, and a mako, flounders would be a more peaceful pursuit.

I anchored in shallow water a few feet to the east of the pass.

I went to check on Janice. She was stirring uncomfortably, mostly awake. Her discomfort stemmed from being wedged between bassets.

I asked her how she felt then kissed her. I had begun to worry about the delay in her answer when it occurred to me that I had not stopped kissing her. When I managed to stop she said she felt tired but fine. 

I said to her that it was lunchtime and that some food might perk her up. I kissed her again then forced myself to leave her on the bunk and go to the galley. I had prepared the parts of a nice chicken and avocado salad and in less than five minutes I had it assembled. After I placed the bowls on the table I called for her.

When Janice made her appearance my jaw dropped. 

She was nude. 

I thought that maybe she did not realize it but then saw that she was blushing from head to toe. 

I remembered taking her to the shower and rinsing her bikini bottoms. I was so concerned for her well being that it had not registered to me that when I guided her to the bunk that she was naked.

She sat at the table acting as if being nude for my benefit was normal. By the time we finished our lunch we had stopped blushing.

Her cell phone rang and a conversation with her eldest daughter Lucy ensued. Janice apologized for forgetting something and promised she would be there. She looked at me and asked how long would it take us to get back. I said ninety minutes knowing full well it could be less than an hour.

I was not going to give up my time with her without a fight.

Janice said to her daughter that she would be there on time.

"Where am I? On a boat, naked. I'll fill you in later. Bye," were her last words on the phone.

I laughed thinking about what her daughter's reaction would be to her last statement. Janice was giggling.

"I need to be home and ready by five. If you can get us back by three I can be ready. I forgot I had volunteered my house and my assistance for my granddaughters best friends birthday party. I hope you are not mad or disappointed."

"Mad? Of course not. 

Disappointed? No, no don't worry about it. 

Well OK, maybe a little. 

OK, OK, maybe a lot. 

Just be sure to tell your granddaughter not to make any more friends."

She stood and presented her naked body to me. After marveling at her beauty I closed the gap between us and kissed her. She was as reluctant as I was to break the kiss but it was about to cross over into the violently passionate range and we knew it would have to wait for another time.

After I got us on our way back she came up and stood between the wheel and me. She had put on her cover up but nothing else. She had not buttoned it up.

She said, "While we are on our way back lets go over the rules. First, slow the damn boat down. You are not the only one pissed at the turn of events. I was not done with you."

That was followed by a long deep kiss during which she took one of my hands and placed it on an exposed breast.

"That one likes it rough by the way", she said.

She pushed a leg of my shorts up completely exposing my very erect dick. She wrapped her hand around it and gave me another end of the world kiss.

"This is mine," she said as she began to play with my cock. "It will never wear a condom for me and it will never go into a pussy other than mine unless I put it in myself. This is the only cock I will ever allow near me. 

We will probably never get married but the world will know we are a couple if they don't already. I am so crazy in love with you that the only reason I have not shot you is that I know you are as just much in love with me."

She let go of my dick as her arms went over my shoulders. 

Her pussy and my cock said hello to each other then kissed. 

Janice and I shared a dizzying kiss before she asked, "Any comments, rebuttals, restraining orders?"

My cock was parting her pussy lips by then. I had my hands on her ass pressing it towards me, my cock wanted in.

Eventually I answered, "I agree with everything except the part were we never get married."

"I did not say we would never get married," she said quietly then kissed me softly as her pussy slowly invited my cock in for a visit.

I sensed something and broke the kiss in time to notice the boat had veered into shallow water. I quickly corrected and got us back on course. My cock had slid out before complete penetration. It was very disappointed.

"You are a dangerous distraction," I said to her.

"I'll show you a dangerous distraction," she said as she slid down and swallowed my cock. 

I must have groaned again because she looked up at me and said, "Oh, you haven't had any in a long time either I see."

Just as she was about to resume we saw that we were about to merge into some traffic and I reluctantly warned her.

Before standing up she gave my dick a sloppy kiss then put it back in my shorts. 

When she stood she turned towards the bow and scooted her ass onto my chair, her butt pressing against my dick. She buttoned her top and told me she wanted to drive. I pointed out the area outside the pass where the boats were merging into single line before going into the bay. 

"That is our exit," I said.

She had a nice touch, (at the wheel), and turned us at a nice pace. I looked over her shoulders and could see the swell of her breasts. Looking was now not nearly enough for me so I unbuttoned the first button and I put my hand into the blouse and caressed one of her soft yet firm breasts. Janice leaned back against me and told me that one liked feathery touches. I slid the palm of my hand softly and slowly over the nipple as I kissed Janice's neck.

As I looked up I noticed we were veering a bit from the line we needed to hold. Janice had her eyes closed.

"You sure you can you drive with your eyes closed?" I asked.

"If you want me to drive right you have to get your hand off my tit." She countered.

I gave her breast a squeeze then wrapped my arms around her waist.

"Don't stop kissing me," she said so I didn't.

We were still at a leisurely pace so a few boats passed by us. One of them, a large cabin cruiser, was going just a bit faster than we were. I knew the boat and I knew that a dark haired woman in her thirties would soon flash her tits for me. 

Over the years it had been a common occurrence. She had large natural tits and I enjoyed seeing them. 

That time as she went by she held her top together with her hand. She seemed surprised to see a woman on my boat and appeared to be disappointed that she was not going to be able to show off for me.

Janice noticed her and was curious about the woman's facial expression. 

"Old lover?" she asked.

"No, her name is Francesca but we have never met. She shows me her tits when she gets a chance. She saw you and decided not to do so today."

After a few moments Janice said, "Take over and catch up to them." 

She went down to the deck and took a position on the same side as the cruiser. It took Francesca a few moments to see that we were positioning ourselves alongside. It took her another moment to spot Janice. I saw a sudden beaming smile from her and after a second or less her fabulous tits. 

I looked at Janice and saw her open top waving in the breeze; she had unbuttoned it and was exposing herself to the brunette.

The woman was suddenly scanning around her then in a flash took off her bikini bottoms. Janice was nude under her top and the woman decided to match her nudity. That exchange ended when it was time to join the parade into the pass. I pulled back to a position behind their boat and Janice joined me at the wheel. The woman walked up to the bridge of her boat and stood behind her husband. Every time she looked back towards us Janice showed her a tit. The woman would then raise the back of her cover-up showing us her ass.

The episode ended when they turned towards the yacht club and we turned towards my canal. They blew kisses at each other.

By the time we tied up it was after three and Janice was in a rush for time. She could not find the bag she had put her going home clothes in and had just about panicked so I gave her one of my t-shirts to wear. She was slim and short enough that it fit her like a dress. I drew her to me during the five seconds between her top coming off and my shirt going over her body. 

I grabbed her ass as I gave her a somewhat frantic kiss. 

She grabbed my shorts covered dick, pulled me to her and gave me a very sexual kiss. 

I allowed her to slip the shirt on then lifted the hem and touched her pussy for the first time, gently running a fingertip along her very wet pussy lips.

She moaned and pulled away from me saying," Not fair, not fair."

Soon after that she was on her way home. 

I felt like screaming in joy. I had already admitted to myself that I had never been in love before in my life until Janice. 

I was now asking myself how I managed to survive without her. I knew I had just had the best sex in my life that day and we had not even fucked.

I went back to the slip and took care of the fish and the boat while singing. I laughed at myself a bit over that since I can't carry a tune no matter how big the bucket.

I found her clothes bag on the bunk she had napped in. Janice had apparently started to get dressed after her shark induced nap but had decided to stay nude for me. 

Very cool.

A grin overwhelmed my face as I took a shower, still singing. 

I was drying myself as I walked into the kitchen for a drink. 

I saw the dogs sharing the water bowl.

There were two dogs at the water bowl. 

Janice had forgotten Harriet.

I laughed out loud causing both dogs to come to me with tails wagging. I knelt and petted both. 

I told them we needed to crash a three-year-old kids birthday party. 

I dressed nicely knowing I would be meeting Janice's oldest daughter for the first time. 

On my way to her house I spotted a Toys store, parked in the shade, opened the moon roof and told the dogs I would be right back. I picked a smallish panda bear for the birthday girl. 

Then I thought Janice's grandkid needed something from me as an introduction so I got her one. 

I was suddenly afraid the other kids would feel left out so I bought all the panda bears the store had in the bin and two big kangaroos. 

I made another stop for flowers and drove to the house. 

It was an elegant place in the only upscale part of town. I squeezed my car between the driveway and a tree, gathered my loot and walked to the door. 

Harriet led Sally. 

A sea of munchkins admitted us into the house. I made a quick count and was happy to see I had enough bears. 

Perfect. 

The young mothers were curious and confused as to who I was but since I had brought the household dog with me they assumed I must be OK.

Any doubt about what or who I was vanished when Janice saw me. She sort of squealed softly in surprise then flashed me the best smile in greeting I had ever gotten. 

I expected a somewhat formal hello but she hurried to me, placed a hand on my chest and gave me a "this is all the explanation all of you need" type of kiss. 

I apologized for my intrusion and mentioned that she had forgotten a dog. In answer she gave me a smile and another kiss.

By then the kids had noticed my bags. I gave the flowers to Janice with another kiss then asked if the presents had been opened. 

The kids said yes and Janice nodded. I asked for the birthday girl, she was an adorable little redhead named Sammy, and I gave her a panda and wished her a happy birthday. Then I asked for the girl whose incredible grandmother had let them use the house for a party. 

A miniature copy of Janice stepped up. Her name I knew was Jamie. I gave her a panda then I asked the kids to say thank you to Jamie for using the house. All the kids said, "Thank you Jamie," and most of them hugged her.

All the kids could see that my bag was still full and stayed by my side. I looked into the bag and gasped in surprise,

"This thing is full of bears." 

The kids cheered and I gave each of them a bear.

After they each had one I wondered aloud if it was fair that the birthday girl got the same gift that everybody else had.

"No," I answered out loud and pulled one of the big kangaroos from the bag and handed it Sammy. 

The kangaroos had a pouch and in the pouch was a smaller kangaroo, a joey. 

As the kids gathered around Sammy to see it I motioned Jamie to me, I placed my fingers before my lips as a sign of secrecy and handed her the other kangaroo, still in the bag. 

She quickly handed it to her mother then ran back to me for a hug.

I no longer had a bag so in a flash I ceased to be the center of the party. I looked at Janice and I saw a tear form in her eye.

She mouthed the words, "I love you," to me. 

I was transfixed. My smile was so big I was afraid I would pull a facial muscle.

Her daughter took the flowers out of her mother's arms, gave them to a redheaded friend telling her to put them in water, then hurried her mother out of the room.

I knew Janice was going to be under intense interrogation so I sat on the floor with the dogs and kids and enjoyed the party. 

While she was talking to me from the sofa one of the young mother's bent down low enough to show me her boobs. Another kept her knees apart enough that from my position on the floor I could see her panties. She left the sofa briefly and assumed the same seat on her return. She was no longer wearing panties.

My son had once remarked that it was strange how he got more offers from women right after he acquired a girlfriend than at any other time. I wondered if this was what he meant.

The kid and dog action all around me allowed me to turn away from the sofa without hurting the young ladies feelings. Jamie stayed next to or on me for most of the time. She appeared to be claiming her ownership of me.

As the party went on, one of the kids asked Jamie if I was her grandpa.

Jamie said, "Yesh."

I was stunned. In a flash I had acquired the prettiest little girl in the world as a granddaughter. 

Three-year olds do not have checks and balances in their minds. She apparently needed a grandpa, knew that the first requirement of grandpa-hood was a relationship with grandma, and voila, there I was for her. 

When I turned to look for them her mother and grandmother were right behind me. Rather than correct Jamie her mother Lucy was grinning while her grandmother Janice seemed to be on the verge of tears.

Eventually the guests left and I joined Janice and Lucy at the door to say goodbye. The young mother that had shown me her tits thanked me for being the hit of the party. Her hand rested on my chest, a fingertip pressing my nipple. She was close enough that had I looked down I was sure I would see her tits. I did not look down.

The one that showed me her pussy gave me a hug that included her thighs pressing against mine. I then helped the mother of the birthday girl, Charlene, carry Sammy's loot to the car and she gave me a big sloppy kiss on the lips as she said thanks. Her hug lasted a while. But then again so did Sammy's.

I returned to the house and joined Janice and Lucy in the clean up. Jamie went to sleep on the sofa between two dogs that were never allowed on furniture.

Lucy had her mother's face and hair but was taller and somehow just bigger although nowhere close to overweight. She moved like an athlete.

She and her mother carried on rapid-fire conversations ranging from her classes, to Jamie, to her husband, (who apparently was an asshole). 

Lucy confirmed in passing that my general lack of awareness in some things was intact. She commented to her mother that half the women at the party had offered me a fuck. Janice said that she did see that and noted that only one of them was single.

I was afraid to be proud of that. I had thought that the young ladies were just having fun with an old guy. I had apparently also completely missed the overtures of at least two young ladies.

After we finished the cleanup Lucy came to me and gave me a very nice hug and kiss.

"Mom told me not to push my tits into you so I am. She is worried because mine are bigger."

Lucy got a swat on the butt for that remark as her mother walked past but did not back away. 

She kissed my cheek and whispered, "Mom cried when she told me how much she was in love with you. I still can't believe she was naked on your boat." 

She grinned and kissed my lips softly.





Felicity Ch. 02



A Conversation

by jjcolejr


"Why are you bothering with me?"

"I'm sorry. I did not mean to bother you. Have a nice evening."

"No, no. You were not bothering me. I just wanted to know why you were with me instead of those girls over there. They are a lot prettier than me and you are the type of guy they fall all over themselves for."

"You know them?"

"Yes, we came here together."

"Why do you say I am their type of guy?"

"Well, you are tall, dark, and handsome as they used to say. You are dressed well. Plus you are in a gallery showing an artists photographs."

"So are those two guys over there."

"They are a gay couple."

"Really? Their handshake was firm but now that I think about it they held on to my hand a bit longer than necessary."

"See. You are their type of guy too."

"And apparently not yours."

"I do not have a preferred type in men."

"So I have not been dismissed from possible consideration. That is good to know."

"You may be jumping to conclusions. What do you have against my friends?"

"Nothing. They present themselves well. They are obviously experts on the application of make up. They apparently pay considerable attention to their hair and they know which dresses flatter their body. At least one has taken the step towards surgical enhancement. They look very nice. Eye candy."

"But.......?"

"I wonder if any of them have ever read a book."

"I'm not laughing. That was insulting to them and they all have subscriptions to Cosmos and Glamour. They read. And I am not laughing!"

"I apologize. I am sure they are good friends."

"They are although they seem to be confused by the sight of you chatting with me. Which brings us back to the original question. Why are you bothering with me?"

"Your make up is flawless, your hair is perfect, and your dress is beautiful."

"I am not wearing make-up."

"So I was right."

"My hair is a mat of unruly red curls."

"Again, perfect"

"I am skinny with no boobs."

"Neither is true and you are the most feminine person in the joint."

"The guy in the lavender suit is the most feminine person in the room."

"Point taken."

"My dress is too boring."

"OK, I may have stretched it a bit on your dress. It does flatter your butt."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

"Is that why you are here with me?"

"That and your walk. I love the way you quietly glide along the floor."

"It must be the shoes."

"Unlikely. You took them off almost as soon as you got here."

"Anything else?"

"Your voice. It has this deep Christy McVey quality to it only sexier."

"Now you are stretching it."

"Absolutely not! I love your voice. It was what made me turn to look at you. By the way, why are you here?"

"I heard about the photographers work and wanted to see it. My friends wanted to show themselves off in an upscale setting. They think that the place will be full of photographers and maybe one will ask them to pose. I think that is the show's artist they have cornered now."

"That is a photographer but not the one whose exhibit this is. He is very good at erotic, moody, artsy stuff. Your friends have cornered the right guy."

"Pornography?"

"No. Nudes and semi-nudes. He sometimes poses two girls in such a way that the viewer could imagine a physical relationship between the models but he never shoots that. He is gay and that stuff is of no interest to him. He is very good at what he does."

'Excuse me a minute. I need to tell them to be at their best and not to push. They need to know he is gay."

*

"How were they doing?"

"They had already figured out he was gay and were in the process of making him one of the girls. I suggested that since he could be very important to their lives they should show him respect first."

"I knew you were the brains of the gang."

"I am the voice of reason. The surgically enhanced redhead in the green low cut dress is the gang leader. She is also my sister. Interestingly the girls think that since you were not paying attention to them you must be gay too."

"Do you feel insulted by that?"

"Why would I be?"

"Well I would be if my friends thought that that the only reason someone paid attention to me was because they were gay."

"Oh, I see. No, they really do think that any man not destroyed by their charms must be gay. They know that I am aware enough to know one way or another. They also know me well enough to know I would not care one way or another. Did that come out right? Anyway, I know you are not gay but I still have a hard time swallowing your lines about my walk and my voice."

"OK, I confess. It was your butt. It is magnificent. I have been walking behind you all night. In fact for the next several years every time you turn around you will probably see me right behind you."

"I am not laughing, that would encourage your line of malarkey. I am not laughing."

"I am sorry I mistook those sounds you were making for laughter. For a moment I thought some of the wine would come out your nose."

"Not laughing."

"How do you like the exhibit by the way?"

"Good technique, great use of light. Too many bridges, too many frogs. The food and wine are pretty ordinary."

"I can lead you to better food and wine. Follow me to the VIP room."

*

"This is definitely better wine and better food. Why a VIP room?"

"To schmooze the potential buyers. All of the framed photos are for sale."

"Confirm a suspicion for me. We had ready access to this room and everyone here knows you. Are you Jason James, the photographer?"

"Guilty."

"I am Maggie MacDuff. Sorry about my comments about the bridges and the frogs."

"No problem. The bridges set was a commission for an architectural firm. They are sold. The frogs, well I admit I am a bit overly fascinated by them."

"An old witch is approaching you."

"Ah, I see you know her. Hello old witch."

"Be nice to me or I will turn you into a butt plug. You have to be nice to me anyway; I just bought the dirty pictures. Hi Maggie, how are you sweetheart? I am saddened to see your taste in men."

"Hi Aunt Wendy. I did not know you were a fan of his."

"The picture of that enormous oak tree in front of a shanty you see on my living room wall is his. You are going to see three more next week, if he signs them with an appropriate comment this time."

"I have not seen any writing on the oak tree picture."

"It is on the back. He wrote: To a fine Lady With Magnificent Tits."

"I am not laughing. I am so not laughing."

"You bought the dirty pictures? There is more to you than meets the eye, difficult as that may be."

"Thank you. They are magnificent aren't they?"

"What dirty pictures?"

"I guess you have not made it to that end of the exhibit. I apparently have some business to attend to. Miss MacDuff, why don't you take your niece and show her what you bought?"

*

"I can't believe she bought those pictures. Her eyes were welling up with tears as she looked at them. When you said dirty pictures that was what I expected and knowing Aunt Wendy I would not have been surprised.

Photos of a young mother playing football in the mud with her two little boys were not what I expected. What do you know about Aunt Wendy?"

"Not much. She likes to rub her tits on my body and she grabs my ass sometimes. As opposed to you she laughs often. I love her company; she is one of my favorite people in the world. Her artistry with jewelry is top notch. She likes my work but I don't think she can really afford it. My agent accepted her offer tonight because he knew that as soon as I learned she wanted those pictures I would have given them to her."

"Aunt Wendy had two sons. There are snapshots of the three of them playing football together. Nothing like the ones you took but you could see the fun in all three faces. Both of her sons died in a car accident that also killed their father, her ex-husband. The kids were five and six years old."

"Maybe I should keep the pictures away from her. I would not want them to cause her pain."

"She did have tears in her eyes but every other part of her body was smiling. They bring a happy memory to her heart."

"That is good to hear. I will be delivering them to her home in Felicity on Sunday. I would be very pleased if you were there when I do. Maybe the three of us can then have a nice lunch somewhere overlooking the bay."

"I would like that. I will be there. But why are you bothering with me?"

"Well, you are related to a witch."

"And?"

"A spell?"

"I am so again not laughing." 



Felicity Ch. 03



Monday, November 25, 2013

Felicity Ch. 03: Helen

It's odd how people bond sometimes. I am a man rapidly approaching middle age and my best friend for the last few years has been a lesbian. I am nearly fifteen years older than she is, only seven years younger than her father, four younger than her mother.

That I was her best friend there was no doubt as it was me she called at three AM on a Saturday morning to come bail her out of jail.

Her former lover's new girlfriend had taunted Helen at a lesbian club causing her to do considerable damage to the new girlfriend, and minor damage to a bouncer. 

Not that Helen was a formidable specimen; she was small of stature and weight. But she was a redhead.

I took care of bail for Miss Helen MacDuff and took her to my home; I did not want her to spend the night alone. The love she lost was the third such disaster in four years. Helen had again gone past the self-preservation mode and thrown herself wholeheartedly into the affair. She had apparently reached her limit of hurt that night. 

She had hugged me tightly when I met her as she was released but did not say a word on the ride home. I sent her into the shower while I fixed sandwiches and hot chocolate for us. I heard her come out of the bathroom and called to her. She joined me in the kitchen after a minute wearing one of my t-shirts, not a rare occurrence. 

We ate mostly in silence, her face alternating between helpless despair and anger. After putting things away I took us to bed. I had a one-bedroom condo and a queen size bed. I had a sofa bed but decided I still did not want her out of my sight. Her mood scared me.

We settled in bed and I quickly molded my body to her back and put an arm around her. I kissed her cheek. I told her I loved her.

Suddenly she was wracked by sobs. She tried to flee the bed but I held on to her and turned her to me so she would literally have a shoulder to cry on. Amid the sobs she vented her frustrations, regrets, anger. Her rants continued for nearly an hour, her tears for half an hour after that. Eventually she was drained and fell asleep in my arms. I dozed off soon after.

A creature of habit, I was having my coffee by 7 AM that morning. Helen was in deep slumber. She needed it. 

I dressed and called a cab. When it arrived I picked up Helen's keys and went to get her car. When I returned she was still asleep. 

Going without sleep was a skill I had lost years before so I undressed and crawled back into bed with her.

I awoke when she stirred, it was noon. I wore only boxer shorts to bed and my dick was out and hard, jammed between Helen's ass cheeks. It was looking for a pussy it sensed was near. Helen had worn only my t-shirt to bed and it had crawled up to her waist during the night. She was awake.

"That thing better not be thinking it can crawl into any hole of mine," she said.

"Don't mind it. Even though it has a head in does very little thinking."

Helen giggled but did not move away. My dick jumped.

"Tell it to stop that."

"Leave her alone you thoughtless monster," I told it.

"I see your hand does very little thinking too."

My hand had crawled under the shirt and was gently caressing a fine tit.

"Oh, no. I meant to do that. I've always wanted to."

She giggled and pulled herself away just enough to lie on her back.

"Damn I wish you were a woman sometimes."

"I wish you were a woman too," I said.

That won me an elbow in the ribs and a bite on the shoulders. A short wrestling match later her body lay partially over mine and we were in a soft embrace. I kissed her softly and said, "Lets do lunch."

"Afraid of me huh? You pussy."

"No. You pussy. Me dick."

That got me pushed off the bed. Eventually we dressed and I took her out to lunch. She was in a much better mood than I expected all day. I took her to a restaurant by the bay and we walked on the boardwalk as we ate ice cream.

It was late afternoon by the time we made it back to my condo. She dressed and went home only to return an hour later with a suitcase and some dresses on a hanger.

"My apartment was trashed", she said. "I had forgotten that the slut still has a key. The manager said she would have the lock changed but it will be next week. In the meantime you have a roommate."

I helped her carry her stuff in and helplessly watched her take over half my closet and over half of my dresser.

I took a shower while she made up the bed. After that was done I ordered pizza and a cable movie while she took a shower. We settled on the sofa to watch the movie and eat pizza and drink cold beer. Me in my boxer shorts, she in my t-shirt. A perfect Saturday night between buddies.

I had ordered a romantic comedy; thinking it would keep her mood light but not knowing the film had racy sex scenes throughout. Soon the pizza was forgotten and we were taking large gulps of our beers. Thanks to the pause button I was able to take trips to the fridge to replenish us.

On one such trip, as I was placing Helen's beer in her hand, my dick jumped out of my shorts. She took little notice of it although she did look. She had seen it and felt it that morning so she was apparently OK with my exposure.

When I sat I decided to let my cock stay out and get some air, it had been suffocating inside my shorts. Helen did take note of that and raised her butt off the sofa pulling the t-shirt to her thighs. My dick saw her shaved pussy and jumped.

"Tell that thing to not get its hopes up," Helen said as she traced her pussy lips with her fingertips.

I began to assuage my disappointed cock as she lost herself in her masturbation. As time went by I found myself looking a lot more at Helen and she spent more and more time looking at me. I saw her eyes flutter and her body tense. She groaned so deeply, so loudly, that it seemed impossible that such a sound could come from such a small body. I watched in awe as a second then a third orgasm followed the first. It ended with a gasp for breath.

I had been so fascinated by her orgasm that I had stopped masturbating. Helen had recovered enough to give my dick and me a plaintive look. I resumed stroking and, probably because of Helen's intensive gaze, I was soon erupting on the carpet, my leg, and my hand. I had to take my own gasp for breath.

"Men are such slobs, so messy," Helen said on her way to the bathroom to get a towel.

As soon as she returned I pointed out the very wet spot on my sofa. "Speaking of messy people," I said.

She started to wipe that up first but I stopped her and said, "Wait, wait a second," as I buried my nose in the cushion and sat up with a smile, licking my lips. Helen jumped on me and tried to push my face into the cushion. In the ensuing wrestling her juices and my cum became smeared on both of us.

We came to rest with her on my lap. I kissed her tenderly. 

Lip to lip kisses were common between us but this was one of the few soft lingering kisses.

As she hugged me she said, "Watching you was neat. That was the first dick I have ever seen erupt. Had you masturbated for a woman before?"

"Yes, it seems to be a standard request. Have you masturbated for women?"

"Yes, it seems to be a standard request," she said with a smile. "You are the first man to watch me. Have you masturbated for a man?"

"Not yet," I said with a mischievous grin. 

"I loved watching you. Feel free to masturbate in my presence anytime," I said. 

"We need a shower, you want to go first?"

"Together" she answered as she pulled me up from the sofa.

We bumped into each other in the shower often but neither took liberties with the others body. She liked the water hotter than I was comfortable with so I did not linger. I did softly kiss her again as I stepped out.

I put the pizza in the oven and wiped the evidence of our session from all surfaces. I had not put on any clothes and when Helen rejoined me she was nude as well. She had two towels and placed them on the sofa.

I hated to tell her about old men but said, "Sweetie, it is highly unlikely I will need the towel again tonight. One of the penalties of getting old is the extended recovery time. I have in fact become jealous of women's sexuality. Multiple orgasms and fast recovery only for women is just not fair."

"Poor old man. But you did say I could do it anytime. We have not seen half the movie. I'll try not to distract you from it. Pretend there isn't a beautiful naked woman sitting next to you with her fingers in her pussy."

"Right," I said.

I pressed the button on the remote and for a while we were content to just watch the movie. After the pizza had been consumed I paused the movie again to get rid of the box and crumbs and replace our beers. We settled on the sofa closer to each other than we had been previously. Our thighs were touching.

When the movie reached the climactic romantic love scene Helen put one leg over mine and began to tease her clit. I had already lost interest in the movie so I turned towards her and watched her. My dick was still too groggy to be of use but it did achieve some fullness thanks to the erotic vision next to me. I really did love watching her.

The speed of the finger on her clit increased. Two fingers on her other hand were buried deep in her pussy. Without thinking I reached for a tit and rolled the nipple between my finger and thumb. "Harder," she said.

I complied while putting an arm behind her shoulder, leaning over and nibbling gently on her neck. I felt her orgasmic groan before I heard it. As she lost control she turned her face to me and I covered her mouth with mine. Our tongues met and slid past each other. I felt her spasms on my thigh. I softened the kiss until she pulled back for a gulp of air. I hugged her to me and kissed her cheek, her ear, and her neck. She slumped against me with a sigh. She was shaking.

"I have not had a cum that intense in ages, " she said.

"I haven't seen a cum that intense in ages," I said.

We held each in silence for a while until Helen stood and said, "I'm going to bed. I am exhausted."

I cleaned up and put her pussy juice soaked towel in the hamper. By the time I crawled into bed with her she was in sound sleep. I kissed her cheek and her shoulder as I molded my body against hers. Although we were both still naked I slept soundly too.

The soft touch of hands on my groin awakened me. My eyes found Helen sitting between my thighs, inspecting my balls.

"Good morning," she said. "Just looking. I have never had the chance to look at these things before. The only dick to fuck me was after the prom and I never saw it. 

When the guy dropped me off Jana was waiting and followed me out of the car. She had told her mother we were having an after prom slumber party and followed me into the house. My parents were asleep in their downstairs bedroom so we tiptoed up the stairs to my room. I had no sooner closed the door than she pulled me to her and kissed me passionately. I was returning her passion in a millisecond.

We undressed quickly and I soon had her naked body under mine. I feasted on her tits. I loved the feel of an aroused nipple in my mouth. I rubbed my face on her pubic hair. I kissed her pussy lips. It was intoxicating."

By this part of Helen's narrative my cock was as hard as ever, Helen was now straddling my thighs, her pussy over my balls. She was slowly masturbating my cock as if it was hers.

"Jana knew she was gay by the time she was fifteen. She knew I was gay before I did. She had told me that we would lose our virginity twice that night. She had been with my dates brother in the front seat. Now I understood what she meant.

I was so proud I could get her off again and again. I wanted my mouth at her pussy forever. She pushed me away eventually, telling me she had no pussy left, that I had eaten all of it. I kissed her lips so she could taste herself. She wanted to taste me.

She did not eat me up as I had done her. She made slow gentle love to my pussy. She brought me to the edge of orgasm then pulled back just enough that I teetered on the edge then fell back. I was begging her, pleading with her to please finish me off. She suddenly picked up speed. Her lips clamped down on my clit as she plunged two, then three fingers into me. I felt a finger go into my ass. I came so hard I really did see stars. I may have blacked out. I was trembling."

When Helen described her journey to orgasm with Jana she acted out the narrative on my dick. She was stroking me slowly when Jana was eating her slowly. When Jana picked up the pace so did Helen. When she described her explosive cum I erupted into mine, my most satisfying in years.

I was coming back to Earth when I noticed Helen was finishing off a cum of her own. She was still stroking my dick and I saw that her clit was rubbing against the underside of my cock. She had masturbated with my dick.

I reached for her and pulled her up to me, smearing the cum covering her chest and mine. As her pussy slid past my cock its head briefly slid in.

"Can't you get that thing to behave?" she said before kissing me. She adjusted her body so that the head of my cock pressed on her clit as my cock rested between her pussy lips. I began to suspect she liked how it felt.

"So what happened after Jana finished getting you off?" I asked.

"She came up and after kissing me fiercely she said that was the most beautiful moment in her life. I knew it was the most beautiful moment in mine.

We remained lovers until the second semester of our freshman year in college. By then our lust for each other had cooled so we started out to seduce as many other girls as we could, as you may have noticed," she added with a giggle.

"One of those girls could not accept her experience with us. She had orgasm after orgasm for us. She ate both of our pussies. She kissed us passionately on her way out of our dorm room. 

But she could not accept being a lesbian. She confessed her distress to her mother, who called the dean, who called my parents, and my father has not welcomed me home since.

Jana decided to ride out the storm and outed herself, her mother backed her up but she already knew Jana was gay anyway. Jana's mother helped my mother understand that I was just different, not good or bad, just different. I am sure Mom would have been fine with the whole incident had my Dad had allowed her. She is my biggest supporter now that she is separated from Dad."

I kissed her tenderly. I had correctly guessed the cause of the rift between her and her father. 

Helen lay her head on my shoulders and was soon asleep. I enjoyed her bare breasts on my chest.

All three girls had been students in my freshman Biology class that semester although the third girl, Dawn, was a junior catching up with a requisite class. I had seen their byplay. I had over twenty female students in that class but it only took Helen and Jana three weeks to seduce the first one and by Thanksgiving every girl that did not mind being seduced by them had been seduced including Dawn. 

They both knew I found their antics amusing and they had started flirting with their old science professor.

Dawn had presented herself to Helen while in my lab. She had volunteered herself to her and I reported it as so to the dean. 

I did not need to do anything further since the girl readily admitted she had done just that. No penalties were administered to Jana or Helen or Dawn by the university and Jana's life barely registered a blip.

But Helen's grades and attitude plummeted during the second semester. In an attempt to get her out of her funk I had befriended her and made her a lab assistant for the summer session just to keep her busy and give her the opportunity to stay in her dorm. 

Her music tutor was at the university during the summer conducting camps and Helen became his assistant too so she was very busy.

Her mother came up to see her twice. We met.

By the end of the summer Helen had returned to her usual bouncy self and had proclaimed me her guru. Three years later after she graduated and secured her own science classroom we had become best friends.

I was also happy that her mother Amanda had again become very close with her oldest daughter. I liked Helen's mother a lot and Amanda had been the only knowingly married woman I had ever fucked.

I knew why her mother was so anxious to fuck me; I was being rewarded for being a father figure to her baby.

I was reminiscing about my long weekend with her mother when Helen awoke.

"You are thinking of when you fucked Mom, aren't you?"

"How do women do this? " I thought. Then I noticed my cock had been remembering too and had begun to stir.

"She loved fucking you. Mom still calls it the best three day weekend she has ever had. She may even love you. 

She and Dad have been separated for four years now and there is no chance of they getting back together. Why don't you take her to some isolated resort on the Mexican Gold Coast for a week. That should be enough to tell you two something. 

Anyway, wouldn't it be fun to have a step-daughter that is your jack-off buddy?"

By the time Helen finished her last outrageous statement I had decided a week away with her mother was a damn good idea.

But some father figure I was now. Amanda's daughter was naked, draped over my naked body and sticky with cum.

"How is her MacDuff Realty doing?"

"It is about to pick up. A new firm has decided to build three housing projects in Felicity. She has preferred status with them and has already sold two houses even though a shovel has not been turned."

"That's nice."

A few minutes of silence later Helen placed her lips on my neck and said, "Mom told me that when I decided I wanted to try cock again it should be yours. She loves the way you kiss her. She loves how you make her feel like she is the most important woman on Earth to you. 

I now understand why. Thanks. 

I do love you in a sort of incestuous way. I know you love me in non incestuous way although I think we have blurred that line this weekend."

Helen wiggled her hips allowing the head of my cock to slide between her pussy lips. Much to my surprise my cock noticed where it was.

"How long before this thing works again?" she asked as she again wiggled her hips allowing the head of my cock to slip completely past her pussy lips.

Five minutes later after a series of soft loving kisses my cock was growing deeply into her pussy. 



Felicity Ch. 04



Chapter 04: First Kiss Trouble

"Excuse me miss, " I said.

I had approached a beautiful lady, a tall redhead, slim, with freckles, and green eyes. Exactly the type of woman my dad warned me against. We were at a political reception for our Senator.

"I was wondering and hoping if I could have a kiss?"

"What?"

"A kiss. Nothing out of the ordinary, I seem to need one from you very badly."

"Why do you want a kiss from me?"

"I am assuming witchcraft on your part."

"So now you are calling me a witch and want a kiss"?

She was grinning as she allowed herself to be drawn into the conversation.

"Yes, I guess that sums it up."

"You most be a lunatic."

"But it could be a lunatic you're looking for."

"Oh, send in the clowns."

"Don't be cruel."

"Damn. Mama told me not to come."

Our trip through the song catalogue was interrupted when an MC announced dinner would be delayed ten minutes. The caterers were trapped in a traffic jam.

"I would like my kiss now please."

"Why should I kiss a weirdo?"

"Because he really, really wants your kiss. Also because the kiss would throw the congregation into disarray and confusion," I said as I brought the crowd of rich and famous to her attention.

I saw a mischievous smile. I thought I might get my kiss.

"Just one quick kiss, right?"

"No, a kiss that says we remember Paris."

Her two-inch heels put her nose to nose to me. We leaned towards each other and kissed.

I knew immediately I had made a horrible mistake. My eyes flew open as did hers. Our kiss showed no sign of ending. Slowly she closed her eyes then I closed mine. Our kiss lasted twenty seconds tops but I was sure everybody sensed it all the way to Morocco.

"Holy crap, don't ever do that again," she shouted softly.

"I would never dream of it," I said as I kissed her again.

The second kiss was half as long and twice as intense as the first. We were holding hands when we broke the kiss and began to stroll around the perimeter of the reception hall.

"My name is Jack. Thanks for the best kisses of my life."

"My name is Rhonda and thanks for the best kisses of my life, so far."

"Aahh. A challenge."

I led us to the curtain partition and once we were on the other side I scooped her into my arms and gave her my best effort ever, full of caring with just a hint of passion. She returned the kiss as given until her hand moved to the back of my neck and she increased the passion level. The next six or seven kisses were in the "we can't help ourselves" category.

We were in the dining area of the hall and suddenly the world around us burst into activity. The caterers had arrived.

We saw the usual chicken smothered in something and overcooked vegetables. I told Rhonda, "There is a Japanese restaurant downstairs."

She giggled and said. "Wait for me at the back. I have to make sure everybody sees me then we'll sneak out."

A kiss to seal the conspiracy as the curtains parted and the guests moved in. Rhonda led the Senator and her honored guest to the head table. As soon as they were seated Rhonda smooched her way through the crowd until she was by my side. 

We quickly exited and laughed our way to the restaurant. We knew we did not have a long time so we shared a calamari appetizer and spring rolls as we each had an Asahi. Rhonda figured we would need to bribe the Senator when we returned so we ordered a couple of rolls and an Asahi in a cup to go. We kissed through our elevator ride.

The speeches and the invitation to enjoy the meal had just concluded when we returned to the conference room. As soon as Rhonda saw the guests at the head table begin to eat she led us to the Senator. She was playing with her food, acting like she was enjoying it but the only thing she had actually consumed was water.

Rhonda whispered in her ear as I knelt below her and opened a small bag in my coat pocket. She was speechless for a second but broke into a wide grin when I showed her that my other coat pocket had a drink with foam on top.

She excused herself saying she had to take care of a minor matter. Rhonda led us to the deserted VIP area and as soon as the senator sat for her treat she told us to watch her back. It took the senator five minutes to finish the rolls and the beer. Rhonda and I kissed behind her back for four minutes and fifty seconds. 

As we walked her back to the banquet room she asked us if we had met before tonight. We each told her no.

"I'll be damned. It does happen. It really does exist."

It took being discovered in mid kiss thirty minutes later to realize that the Senator was talking about love at first sight. The senator, the mayor and her partner, the two most prominent business people in the city and their wives, all walked into the area much sooner than we expected.

The senator said to her guests, "Don't mind them, they just learned they were in love just a few minutes ago. All of you know Rhonda, this is Jack, my education advisor."

The men and the ladies shook my hand as they introduced themselves, and the mayor asked if I was the one writing the incendiary lines about education in her speeches.

I admitted to be partly to blame but added my lines are even more incendiary. "The Senator filters out the good stuff."

The Senator made sure everyone understood the tone of our relationship by swatting my butt. A good laugh and nods of understanding later I managed to drift next to Rhonda. She grasped my hand and held it tightly.

Rhonda and I never got around to asking what each of us was doing there that night. I had figured out that she was an assistant to the Senator. She seemed to be stunned by the revelations about me, and in particular the swat I got from the Senator.

"So you're Mr. John Cook," she said.

"To you I'm Jack." Then for no reason at all I kissed her. A few moments later for no reason I could tell she kissed me.

"Still corrupting young women I see."

I recognized Jay's drawl immediately. "Please, please," I said, "the last time we met you made me throw up."

"You deserved it and you know it after what you did to my daughters." Rhonda may have been on the way to being alarmed until she noticed the grin and strong handshake between us.

"What did he do to your daughters?" asked Rhonda.

"He condemned them to a life of strife and poverty, he conned them into being school teachers."

"I told them there was no money in teaching, I told them to mooch off you."

"How did you make him throw up?" asked Rhonda.

"I took him for a ride in a supersonic trainer," he said with a mischievous grin.

The mayor came over to greet Jay. Rhonda and I watched as Jay assumed his public persona of retired astronaut hero and major land developer. I seldom saw that guy.

"Rhonda asked, "You were a school teacher?"

"I am a school teacher. That is how I met Jay and how I met the Senator. Their kids were in my class. Mr. Cook, head of the science department at Craig Biggio Middle School at your service," I said as I extended my hand.

She took my hand and pulled me closer to her. She kissed me, probably because she felt like it.

"Rhonda MacDuff, a fan of science teachers. I have to work late," she said before kissing me again.

"I assumed so," I said.

"Wait for me right here," she said.

Four minutes later she returned and handed me a business card. The front confirmed that she was the senator's chief of staff at her headquarter office in the city. It had everything anyone would need to contact her at work. The reverse had her personal cell number, e-mail, IM, and home address.

"I hope you don't think I am giving you that information in hopes that you would call me after seven tomorrow night and tell me where we are meeting for dinner?"

"I should hope not. I am a proper gentleman not a masher," I said as I squeezed a nipple while pressing the back of my hand against a tit.

"I am certainly glad you see it that way," she answered as her hand "accidentally" made contact several times with my now permanently aroused dick.

"I have to go. I'm the collection plate," she said.

We kissed one last time then she went to see about campaign money. I snuck out the back way when I saw that the press had been admitted into the room.

The following afternoon I called the Senators office and asked for Miss MacDuff. I was told that she had just left for home. I was already in my car headed to her house. She looked surprised, pleased and irritated to see me. She was wearing a somewhat tattered robe; no make up and her nearly wild red hair had crossed the line. She looked fabulous.

She said she needed to take a shower and dress before dinner. I told her I would never mind waiting for her. We both knew it was a line but she appreciated the thought.

She asked me to come into the bedroom so we could talk while she showered. She told me about the successful fundraiser and how many people had nice things to say about her boyfriend and........

Her rambling stopped when I joined her in the shower. I brought her to me and kissed her soundly, my dick sliding along her pussy lips.

"We have to do this now or we will never enjoy dinner," I whispered to her ear. 

She placed a foot on the edge of the tub and my cock slid into her pussy. We held each other through a passionate kiss. 

She lost her balance a bit and grunted in frustration then turned the water off and led us to the bed. We had not made the slightest effort to dry ourselves when again my cock slid into her pussy.

We each felt as if we had been waiting centuries for that fuck and it was intense from the start. 

I managed about fifteen minutes, the last five in near agony. She had an earth shattering cum after ten minutes and another as I found my release. 

After several major kisses and extended caresses we went back into the shower.

We kissed, fondled, and eventually dressed to leave. I took her to the theatre district and we had appetizers and sangria at a tapas restaurant, and then went to Symphony Hall. 

During intermission I asked her if she was enjoying the evening.

"I love it here. One of my cousins is playing the violin tonight. Why do you ask?"

"Well, ordinarily I love it here too. I come often. But tonight all I can think about is getting us back into bed."

She grabbed my hand and hurried us out of the lobby. Once outside she reminded me that her bed was soaking wet.

"My bed is dry and closer," I said.

In less than twenty minutes my head was buried between her thighs as she rolled on an orgasmic carpet. When my neck and jaws got sore I quickly slid up her body and started fucking her with intensity. She moaned, bit my shoulder, and dug her fingernails into my back as she repeatedly said, "Fuck me, love me."

Our climax was loud, violent. We collapsed into each other. She sobbed. I kissed her as our bodies suffered a series of aftershocks. Eventually we recovered our senses and crawled out of the bed. After quick stop to the bathroom we sat naked at my kitchen table while we each drank a beer and ate cold pizza. We had not said a word to each other since we opened my front door. 

We were speechless. 

We were terrified of what we had brought out of the other.

After we opened our second beer she asked, "Do you think Norma, I mean the Senator was right about us?

"You mean love at first sight? I would have bet anything against it just yesterday. Today I know better."

"God I don't need this," she said. My life was perfectly planned. I was going to be a woman of substance. Now all I want is you."

'You already are a woman of substance. You have recognition here and in Washington. You are a vital part of the American system. Plus you already have me."

"I can't believe I fell for your corny line about one kiss last night. I can't believe I let you kiss me a second time, or a third, or a fourteenth, or a twenty seventh."

"Was that the one when everybody walked in on us?"

"Yes, so embarrassing. Weren't you embarrassed?"

"No, I would never be embarrassed being discovered kissing you. I would be proud to be seen kissing you.

No, no, I would be smug about it."

She smiled and kissed me. I kissed her back. She kissed me back. We kept up the exchange until she noticed my dick was hard. She grabbed it and pulled me back into the bedroom by it while muttering, "I killed this thing twice already."

She pushed me onto the bed on my back in then straddled me. I watched as my dick slowly disappeared into her pussy. She saw me staring at her small tits.

"You have to get used to them. I have decided against implants'

I pushed myself up and slurped most of tit into my mouth, pushing my tongue hard against the nipple. She moaned. I did the same to the other tit and she moaned a bit louder. I hoped it had become obvious that I loved her tits. She started to fuck me.

I alternated tits and managed to get most of her right one in my mouth until her long nipple met my throat and I swallowed. Her orgasm nearly cost me a broken neck. There were teeth marks surrounding her breast when she at last let me go. She collapsed over my body with a deep groan.

Ten minutes later she noticed my very hard dick was still deep in her pussy. She sat up and said, "No mercy this time."

She fucked me hard and fast. Her strokes were long and she pummeled my hips as she leaned on my chest. 

I lasted maybe three minutes before erupting into her. 

I was slowly coming down from my orgasmic high as she was finishing me off when another orgasm swept through her. After it ran its course she slipped to my side. I covered us with a blanket, turned off the bed lamp and snuggled behind her. After a couple of minutes of silence she asked, "Do you love me?"

"Yes, very much so."

I could not finish asking the return question, fear paralyzed my vocal chords.

Apparently she could read me with her eyes closed. She said, "Yes. I am insanely in love with you."

I hugged her tightly as I kissed her shoulder. I hoped she had not felt the tear that accompanied the kiss.



Felicity Ch. 05



Chapter 5. Divorced? 

"Bob, how long have we been divorced?"

"A year or so?"

"Exactly a year today my dear ex-husband. Now tell me, what's wrong with this picture?"

"You mean the fact that we are naked and caressing each other after our second fabulous fuck today?"

"Yes, plus the fact that we have been fucking each other regularly from the day our divorce became final. Do you remember that day? Right after we left the lawyers office we went to your new home and fucked and cried the rest of the day."

"I was not crying. I have allergies."

"Right."

"I do remember confusing the hell out of our daughter when we kissed after I walked you home."

"You moved to a townhouse across from ours then you gave her and me keys to it. Of course Sammy was confused. We were divorced. Your mother and my mother still are still wondering what is going on."

"Well you never asked for my key back."

"What would have been the point? Your daughter would have let you in even if I had been in the middle of fucking somebody else. Tell me how many different women have you fucked in the last year?"

"Not including you, three. Thank you for fixing me up with them by the way."

"You're welcome. Had you noticed that the only other women you have fucked in a year were gifts from me?"

"Hmmm, no. I had not realized that."

"Take a guess as to how many men I have fucked."

"Three. The husbands of the women I fucked."

"Is that why you think I fixed you up with them?"

"Nadia said that is why you fixed me up with her, you wanted to fuck her husband."

"She was delusional, so was he. He wanted me all right but I did not want him. I wanted her. Check that, I wanted her tits. I don't know what her reasoning was to say that I wanted her husband since she complained constantly about what a lousy lay he was. She still raves about your lovemaking and pesters me trying to get you to give her a second fuck. Are you interested?"

"No."

"Thank you."

"So, the answer was two?"

"The answer is one man, four women, the three women I set you up with plus Lucy. I'm sorry, I still don't know why I don't want you near her."

"Because with her there is love, not just sex. You don't want to share. Although she would make a good match for your brother."

"Yeah, maybe so. It is too soon after their respective divorces to bring it up though. I am glad you see that possibility too."

"Do I know the man? Was it Lucy's ex-husband Asshole?"

"Hell no. Her new stepfather Ben is the only one I actually considered fucking. He reminds me of an older version of you but less crude."

"I am not crude. Your mother is crude. Amanda grabs my ass as she walks by, drinks my beer, and she is like the news channel announcing every time we fuck. Hell, her sisters call us for updates. At least we are keeping them busy. Did you fuck Ben?"

"No. I flirted with him and made it clear to him I was interested but decided I would not have enjoyed it. It would have felt like cheating."

"We are not married."

"Yeah, weird isn't it."

"So the man is....?"

"You."

"What? I am your only lover?"

"You are not my lover. You are my ex-husband. And we just mentioned the women. Plus there were several others besides Lucy. You may have noticed that sometimes I crave pussy."

"Yes, me too. We have that in common. Define several others. How many?"

"More than one."

"Like two? Jana and Shawna? After Jana's birthday bash you called me from their townhouse to come get you that next morning, remember? Jana told me she and Shawna made a sandwich filling out of you. I really wish I had been there for that.

What I want to know is why you and Lucy don't even bother making up my bed when you get done with each other."

"Yeah, well sorry about that. As you know I don't fool around at home, (except with you of course). Lucy thinks you enjoy the smells of our sex when you go to bed so she stops me from making it up. Anyway, every time we have done that you have walked across the grass and into my bed, bitched about it, then fucked me all night. You must be getting some inspiration from it."

"Well of course. But the bed would still have that special aroma if you made it up."

"You know how I am. I clean up your kitchen more often than you do. I am in fact surprised that you make up your bed at all. I have come to look forward to your late night visits so don't expect a change. Stop nibbling on my tits. You are ruining things."

"Charley? Are you going to blame me for fucking up our divorce?" That is why we got the divorce in the first place, you blamed me for everything."

"You deserved the blame. No, no. I guess now is a good time for me to apologize. It was all me. I am sorry. Your problematic bitch was born from the stress of wanting pussy but not wanting to cheat on you, not wanting you to know. Temporary insanity I guess."

"Temporary?" You are a nincowpoop. How could you even think that your pussy cravings were cause for a divorce? Half your family eats pussy, except your cousin Allen. How did you think it would come as a shock to me?"

"I know, I know. Don't yell at your poor confused ex wife. It's hell being a perfectionist when you know you are not perfect. And yes you were right, I should have just told you. Go to the other tit."

"I guess I need to apologize too. I should have seen your dilemma but lets face it, the floor has to be covered with sand dunes before I notice it needs sweeping because my guitar is gently weeping."

"I can't believe you pulled that line on me. You should be ashamed. It may be months before that stupid line leaves my brain."

"Sorry. You use the 'lie to me, lie to me' line though."

"Only when my pussy covers your face. But lets get back to our original discussion, Pinocchio. What is wrong with us?"

'We are not very bright."

"That is obvious. But the question is why not? Look at us. Look where we are."

"It proves my point. You are playing with my dick when you know full well you put it into a coma. We are having an inane discussion as the clock ticks closer to our dinner reservation. I am kissing you between each sentence. Is that any way for divorced people to behave? It's just insane."

"Exactly! What dinner reservation?"

"The fancy Italian restaurant in the resort. It is part of the all-inclusive package but you have to make reservations. Ours is for an hour from now."

"When did you intend to tell me?"

"About the time you were demanding, Lie to me, lie to me."

"Bastard."

"Bitch. You shower first. I can put the aloe lotion on your back as you put on your makeup. At least you learned a lesson and will now listen to me when I tell you snorkeling requires a t-shirt."

"It felt good to go topless."

"I and every other male and many women on the beach today thank you. l. But I swear, the barracuda looked like he wanted a nipple."

"OK, OK. I will wear a t-shirt when we go on that excursion tomorrow. Sweetheart, I can't take a shower unless you get your mouth off my tits."

"Sorry, you know I am their greatest fan."

"Thank you honey. Should I wear the black dress?"

"Yes, this is the occasion for it. There is a dance floor."

"Good. It will give you another chance to beg my forgiveness for your inability to read my mind."

"Don't hold your breath."

"Damn, that cell phone ringing scared me. I never expected it to work here. I'll get it. Hi baby. No. Yes. Bye."

"What happened? Why are you crying?"

"Nothing is wrong. I am not crying. That was our daughter. Sammy wanted to know if you had asked me to marry you yet."

"That kid is such a bother. When we get back lets sell her to gypsies."

"When did you intend to ask me?"

"Tonight, on the dance floor."

"Why should we marry again?"

"The reason our divorce was never going to work was because we have never stopped loving each other. I love you more now than I ever have. We are each other's best friend, best lover, and best opponent. But we have now learned to pull our punches and enjoy our fights. Most importantly we have an agreement on your pussy cravings. It would also give us a chance to get the next divorce right."

"Ask me now."

"Will you marry me, please?"

"Yes."

"I brought your first engagement ring. Aunt Wendy cleaned it up. Let me put it on your finger, again. Our mother's seemed to think it would be OK."

"It is better than OK. I never should have taken it off. It looks and feels like it is home. Did you by chance bring the wedding band?"

"Yes I did. Mine too."

"Let me have it."

"Saturday."

"Why Saturday?"

"It's our wedding day."

"We can't get married without our mothers and our daughter."

"We wont be. They and Lucy and Jamie will be here Thursday."

"Bastard. You just made me cry. Just exactly who planned all of this?"

"We all did. I was amazed it stayed a secret until a minute ago. Really, Sammy will be happy living with gypsies."

"What about Helen and James?"

"Your big sister said she has already been to our wedding and does not watch re-runs. We could not find James."

"He is in Costa Rica surveying some bird or frog, or something."

"Costa Rica said he took off for Belize. Belize thinks he is in Panama. Panama doesn't answer."

"Well, he saw the original version too. I worry about him sometimes."

"Now his was a divorce that needed to happen."

"Yes it did. It seems like he is himself again, Super Nerd. Thank you for including Lucy."

"She is inside the circle of the people you love most. Plus you need a maid of honor."

"I love you, I always have, I always will. Don't you ever agree to divorce me again."

"I love you. You better leave that thing alone. Even if you manage to revive it we have dinner and dancing tonight."

"If we make it to dinner fine, if not it was because we had something much better to do."

"I can live with that."



Felicity Ch. 06



Chapter 6: Wendy

I was at a late Saturday afternoon wedding with my son Mike because Jason, a good friend of his, was the groom. Jason and the groomsmen were also the only other persons I expected I would know. Jason was a good stand-up kind of guy and a fairly famous photographer. He and Mike had known each other since they were college roommates.

The ceremony was like all ceremonies except that the maids of honor all wore green, tight, silky, sexy dresses that would not need to be hidden away from children after the wedding. Most of the maids of honor had red or auburn hair so they all looked fantastic in them including a red headed woman about my age. 

She was, in a word, spectacular. The other sweet young girls in the group paled in her presence. She was taller, full of dangerous curves, with a smile that lit up the room. She was not beautiful by conventional views. She was better than that, she was striking. Her face was covered with freckles, which made her big green eyes seem to shine with their own light. From thirty feet away I could see she had the most kissable lips I had ever seen.

Somehow she sensed that someone was eyeing her like a wolf eyes a lamb and began to scan the audience. I quickly took my eyes off her and looked at my program. I searched the names of the bridesmaids for a clue but none of the six names listed seemed to be a fit. All six were MacDuff's, family of the bride.

After I thought more than enough time had elapsed for her to return to whatever maids of honor were supposed to do I looked up and saw her quickly averting her eyes away from me. I quickly looked away too and after I managed to get the hairs on the back of my neck to relax I watched my son as he escorted the grooms mother to her place.

Soon after that the best man escorted the bride's mother to her place, a redhead that was a taller, possibly younger version of the woman that was the object of my lust but with fewer freckles. The program identified her as Maureen MacDuff.

An adorable redheaded little girl, (Samantha), marched down the aisle and scattered flower petals as she walked. 

After a small delay Mendelssohn's march filled the chapel as the bride, (Margaret), who looked like a miniature version her mother, made her entrance. Most eyes stayed on her and she did look gorgeous, but my eyes went to The Woman. 

She seemed to be very proud of the bride, a tear had to be quickly wiped away. Her eyes stayed on the ceremony until Jason kissed his bride with such ardor it made the ladies giggle. 

She looked out at the guests and her eyes briefly locked on mine. I smiled at her with a nod as the hair on the back of my neck rose again. She smiled at me with a nod, but her face told me that she was perhaps trying in vain to remember who I was.

The procession out began and she quickly joined the parade. We exchanged glances and smiles as she went past me. The rest of us waited until the dignitaries were escorted out then we milled around for a while.

The reception was going to be in my hotel banquet room and many of the wedding guests were staying there too. My son and I were sharing a room.

He had the interminable wedding photos to go through and told me to go on, that he had a ride.

His ride was with a short, freckled faced, auburn haired cutie with a great smile for my son, but a shy, somewhat nervous smile for me. 

My son was beaming, exceptionally proud to be with her. 

She was one of the maids of honor and resembled the bride in many ways, a sister perhaps. Mike had escorted her to the altar before returning with Jason's mother.

The young girl and I had an idea who the other was but had not been formally introduced.

Before that could be accomplished she was called for photos in the chapel.

I took the opportunity to remark to Mike, "Son, you need to tell me where you will want your rehearsal dinner. I thank God that the father of the groom only has to pay for that."

"What? No Dad, we are just good friends. We haven't gone out together or anything."

"Why not? Oh, that's right. You are a coward just like your father. Genetic I guess."

"No one is as big a coward as you. The principal at my school wets her panties every time you come over to my classroom with your wild creatures from the shop and all you do is smile politely. 

It would be politically very helpful to me if my father made an effort to come on to my boss."

"OK, here is the deal. You ask that sweet young thing to go out with you and I will give your boss the opportunity to seduce me."

"Where would I take her? The gang goes to clubs to dance but she seldom joins us."

"The last thing you want around you is the usual gang. Take her to the boardwalk in Galveston, take her on some rides, and hold her hand if she looks nervous and I guarantee she will look nervous just so you will hold her hand. Take her to dinner there. Win her a teddy bear. And always hold her hand."

My son gave me one of my favorite looks; the one that says his father is making perfectly good sense.

"Oh, one more thing", I added. "At the reception later make sure you sit next to her and do not hesitate to ask her for the very first dance. Do not give another guy a window of opportunity. If her hand accidentally touches yours at any time hold it until she decides you can't. I am sure she will never stop you from holding her hand."

Someone called him and he patted my shoulder as he ran back into the chapel. I loved those times when he was as proud of me as I always was of him. 

It was early evening when I got back to the hotel and found my way to the reception room. As usual the food was ready but we had to wait for the wedding party. The bar was open and that was the important thing. Mingling and visiting with people I did not know was very difficult for me. My courage came from Crown Royal.

I had just finished my first drink when some members of the wedding party started to drift in. I had saved two chairs at my table and waved at my son when I saw him. 

He pointed to my table as he talked to the love of his life that he still he did not realize was right in front of him. I was hoping my comments had nudged him closer to awareness. 

She came over to join me as my son headed to the bar. He had not introduced us yet so I presented myself to her.

She was very nervous about meeting me, it was apparently very important to her to make a good impression. She already had.

This was the girl for him. Her name was Karen. She was a teacher at his school.

My smile apparently told her she would never have a problem with me.

Her smile said thank you. 

She obviously understood the predicament she was in even if my son did not.

Mike came to our table with drinks for each of us just as the bride and groom made their entrance. Finally we could eat.

As I wondered if I had ever eaten beef stroganoff other than at wedding receptions my mind went back to The Woman and scanned the room for her. She was not there.

My son made me proud when as soon as the DJ invited the wedding party to the dance floor he took Karen's hand and joined in. They were beaming at each other helplessly.

"Why is it that the ones in love are the last to know? I wondered. "Maybe it's just the guys that don't have a clue."

I decided they would likely make more progress without me around so I left the table and headed for the bar. There was a considerable line by then and by the time I got my drink there was a full fledge party going on. I found a mostly clear spot by a wall and I settled into my people watcher mode. I noted that Mike and Karen had not released each other's hands since the first dance.

Suddenly there she was, The Redheaded Woman, right in front of me. She handed me a fresh drink as she nodded with a mischievous smile then turned her back to me and joined me in my perusals. 

I was stunned. She had changed dresses and was now wearing a silky black dress that hugged all of her.

I inhaled her; she was all Woman in bold face type. Curves in front, curves in back, curves at her sides, and a mane of deep red hair. I felt like a cartoon character with my jaw on the floor, my eyes bulging out and smoke coming out of my ears.

My meltdown was halted by the ominous strains at the start of Michael Jackson's Thriller. Every one on the dance floor cleared out as the wedding party assumed their positions. I strained to find my son on the dance floor, saw Karen first and as I had hoped saw that my son was next to her. They were very reluctantly releasing each other's hand. 

He had rehearsed the dance constantly; the groom best man, and the rest of the ushers were often at my house to rehearse since I had the largest uncarpeted living room they knew of. They did it so often that I had joined in and I could do it too, although a little stiffly.

I briefly wondered why The Woman was not part of the dance routine. I thought that question would be a good conversation starter later.

My attention was quickly brought back to my small space, the dancers came close to our area and the people in front had to back-up a little. 

The Woman was already so close to me that any move she made brought her body in contact with mine.

She did not need to move back for the dancers but she did anyway and fully pressed the back of her body to me.

My erection was instant and my thin dress slacks did little to contain it, my cock was soon traveling up the woman's inner thigh.

The dancers moved away and the crowd spread out some but The Woman did not move even as my cock created a small crease for itself right under her crotch.

A few moments later she shifted backwards, even closer to me. She moved her ass in an apparent attempt to accommodate my cock as it pressed into her. I put my free hand on her hip. Soon one of her hands went behind her, grabbed my cock and shifted its position to where she wanted it. Without releasing my dick she pressed her body to mine and imperceptibly rubbed herself on my cock. 

I knew I would not be able to keep from ejaculating in my shorts for long but then I got a reprieve, the dance ended to thunderous applause. 

As a waiter was walking by The Woman took the opportunity to place my still full drink and her empty glass on the tray. Reaching back and taking both of my hands into hers she led us to the nearest exit and the elevator. We kissed passionately as we rode up. 

We exited the elevator on the floor above mine and I quickly followed her to her room. As I was closing the door she was flicking off her shoes and I watched as she opened a neck clasp and unzipped her dress, which slithered down her body revealing an amazing Aphrodite of a woman, naked. 

The dress had been the only garment she wore.

I was again reduced to a cartoon character, but this one recovered quickly and his legs had turned to fast spinning wheels moving towards her.

She was naked in bed and I had only managed to get my coat off. I was in a hurry and I knew she was too so I crawled between her legs and had my mouth on her pussy before I had my shirt off. 

I decided to postpone finishing disrobing until I gave her an orgasm thinking I could get nude during her recovery period.

She loved what I was doing and my plan for undressing would have worked except that her orgasms arrived quickly and her recovery periods were exceptionally short. 

I did not mind, she had the most pleasantly aromatic pussy my nose had ever been buried in and her lubricating and cum fluids were the most flavorful of any I ever tasted. I undressed as I lapped up heaven.

She had just finished her third orgasm when my slacks and shorts at last hit the floor at the foot of the bed and I was finally as naked as she was.

I kissed my way up her body until I was confronted with the most magnificent tits I had ever seen. I moaned.

I licked, nibbled, kissed every millimeter of each tit until I put my face between them and pressed them to me. I became lost in them for a while. The woman seemed to enjoy my adoration of her breasts as many murmured "Oohs" slipped from her.

I slid up to kiss her lips and my cock slid into her pussy like a guided missile. We both groaned into our kiss and her hips pressed up driving my cock deep into her. Her pussy was fucking my dick before I had taken my first stroke.This was one horny lady. 

I had wanted to make love to her first but the lady clearly wanted a fuck so a fuck it was. 

I hoped I would be able to give her a nice orgasm without launching my semen into her and I could still get my love making session. 

Mortal men do not often get to make love to a goddess; I was going to take all the time she would give me.

She did most of the fucking but not for long as her orgasm came quickly. It was intense with a groan that seemed to emerge from her very being.

I was very happy with that so I withdrew my still fully functional dick and kissed my way down her body staying at her tits and at her pussy for only a brief period then kissed my way back up. Again my cock slid right into her pussy as I kissed her lips.

It was then that she realized I had not cum and I was going to fuck her again. The sound she made was like a happy surprise sigh.

As I kissed every bit of her face and neck I did not take any strokes in and out of her pussy. She pushed her hips up to me rhythmically while pressing down on my ass with her hands. She was obviously getting pleasure out of it so I kept on kissing her and just returned the pressure.

She wrapped her arms around my body and moaned into my neck when her next orgasm hit.

I gave her a minute to enjoy it then I took over the rhythmic pressure. Slowly with each push I withdrew my cock just a bit so it was now sliding up and down inside her pussy. I slowly increased the distance until my cock was completely out with each stroke then parted her pussy lips with each slow re-entry. She was now moaning and squirming continuously. 

Suddenly my cock announced it was time. 

I increased my speed and force until I was trying to fuck her back to the twentieth century. I was loosing accuracy so I shortened my strokes into her pussy and increased the speed at which our pubic bones slammed into each other.

I though I might die, my cock was so hard it was not allowing my semen to go through. I was about to try turning her to a different position when she launched herself into a full body orgasm.

Her pussy spasms squeezed my cock hard and that started the flood. I was firing so much cum into her pussy and she was releasing so much pussy juice that the meeting of our bodies made a squishy obscene sound, music to my ears. 

She was gasping and groaning and I was groaning and gasping. 

It took a while before we took back control of our bodies. The aftershocks continued for several minutes as I kept slowly stroking in and out of her pussy. Eventually my cock gave up the ghost and I slid to her side.

We were on our backs, holding hands when we fell asleep.

Neither of us was a spring chicken and we had been at it for a long time at the end of a long day, we needed the nap.

She recovered first. I awoke as she was kissing me and as soon as she saw I was alert she straddled my hips.

She must have been working on my dick before I awoke. Damn nice of her I thought. 

She sunk her pussy over my very erect dick in slow motion heaving a sigh when she hit bottom. 

She put her hands on my shoulders and allowed her nipples to graze my chest. I loved that. So did her nipples.

Sometimes a nipple was placed at my lips for me to kiss and lick. I loved that too. So did the nipple.

Sometimes she simply pushed her tits into my face. I really loved that. She moaned.

Her fuck started slowly but eventually she lost it completely and started to try to pound me through the mattress. I put my hands on her hips trying to keep her under some control but I soon joined her in her insanity. We were both gasping for air as she tried to fuse our bodies together.

Our orgasms were simultaneous and loud. I could hear our groans bounce off the walls in the stillness of the night. 

She collapsed on me with an oomph, her magnificent breasts cushioning the blow.

She slowly slid her body to one side of me and we kissed until she was again asleep. I dozed off and when I awoke it was nearly five AM. 

I worried that my son would be concerned about me so I got up and somewhat dressed putting on only my slacks and shirt and carrying the rest of my garments in my hands.

I did not want to just simply leave the woman so I knelt on the floor right next to her and kissed her softly hoping to wake her up just enough to say goodnight. 

She returned the first kiss a gave her. She was awake.

Her smile told me I had done the right thing by not leaving her before saying goodnight.

I did intend to do just that but instead I kissed her again. Then I kissed her again, and again, and again. Her hand found my cock. We were both very pleased to see it was as hard as a petrified tree. 

She sat up in bed and helped me undress then slid my cock between her breasts and titty-fucked me. Each time my cock emerged from between her breasts she engulfed the head in her mouth.

The woman was built for this.

But my hunger for her was greater and I soon guided her onto her back and swiftly stabbed her with my cock. 

She groaned loudly and we were again trying to fuck each other into oblivion. 

My back and legs were beginning to show the stress of a very long fuck when she gasped and trembled then went limp. I had apparently pushed her into an orgasmic coma. I stopped and raised my body up so I could view my gorgeous prize. 

With no further prompting from me what cum I had left rushed into her womb. 

I kissed her until she returned to Earth. I slid to her side and sat on the edge of the bed. I kissed her lips while my hand gently caressed a breast. She took my hand and kissed it then pulled the covers over her body. She was asleep within thirty seconds. 

I was very tempted to press my body to hers and spoon the rest of the night away but I again dressed and went to my room.

My son was not there. Before I panicked I decided that with any luck he had spent the night as I had. To ease my nerves a bit and because I really needed one I took a shower. 

I was greatly relieved to see that Mike was asleep in his bed when I came out of the bathroom. He was wearing his slacks and tux coat, but no shirt and no shoes. The rest of his garments were in a pile on the floor. I kicked the pile a bit and sure enough his underwear has part of the pile, but his shoes were not.

"Attaboy son. No need to win her a teddy bear," I whispered to him. 

I went to bed and my thoughts turned to The Woman. 

I had already conceded that I had just had the best fuck of my life. I was wondering if she was going to be the best fuck I would ever have when it dawned on me that The Woman and I had never exchanged a word all night. 

Not one. 

Moans and groans yes, words no, not even our names.

I slept for about two hours, got dressed and packed.

I woke up Mike and told him I would wait for him in the hotel coffee shop.

As I waited for my breakfast in the coffee shop to be ready I noticed the hotels flower shop was about to open. Telling myself it was the least I could do I bought a dozen red roses to be delivered in a box to the guest in room 707. 

What to say on the card quickly stumped me. Thank you was not nearly enough, I love you was not correct. There were no "Thanks For The Great Sex" cards. 

Eventually I picked a card with no sentiment on it, drew a smiley face, added squiggly eyebrows and a tongue hanging out. It looked just how I felt after a night with her. 

I did not put my name on it somehow feeling I needed to preserve the silence between us.




Felicity Ch. 06



I asked for the flowers to be among their first deliveries since the guest was checking out that morning.

I was back in the coffee shop when my son joined me. 

"So tell me," I asked. "What happened after the old people left?"

"Actually I would not know. Karen said she had a leg cramp after the Thriller dance and asked me to help her to her room. I was massaging her leg when I somehow let it slip that you expected that she and I would be married. I meant to say it as a joke but it did not come out that way. 

She told me that we should not disappoint you.

It took me a second to realize I had just asked Karen to marry me and she had said yes. The rest of the night is a blur but we did agree that in one very important respect we were a perfect match for each other. We confirmed that with a variety of different experiments. All of them successful."

I gave my brilliantly blushing son a hug and congratulated him. Then I sent him to the flower shop so he could send Karen a dozen red roses in a box so she could take them home. I told him that the card had to say "I Love You." Nothing else would do. He nodded and was ready to go home in ten minutes. 

Our drive back was uneventful except that each time I though of The Redhead I got an erection. An aftershock from the sex almost made me drive off the road.

My son tried to sleep but he got three phone calls that kept him awake, all three from Karen. The first to ask if he was already on the road and to say that she had his dress shoes, the second was to gush about her flowers, the third was to ask if he had told me what had happened between them.

"Yes I have", he said to her. "He thinks that it is the most intelligent thing I have ever done. I have to admit he is right, this time. The roses were his idea too. He has had a good brain weekend for a change. Owww!" 

The last he said as I gave him a mild punch to his bicep. The conversation between them degenerated into whispers of endearment and I stopped listening.

As I drove on I realized that The Woman had taken over most of my thoughts. I regretted not putting my name on the card. Hell, I regretted not putting my phone numbers, address, e-mail, IM, social security and drivers license numbers on the card. 

I had begun to fervently wish it had not been a one-night stand.

Once with her had not been nearly enough.

*

Wendy MacDuff was the middle child, the soft one, the loving one. She had seen more than her share of tragedy in her life. Yet she was the rock that anchored her very large extended family.

She had divorced at twenty-six, had become childless at twenty-eight.

In a large family of teachers and lawyers she was an artist. She at times sang with the City opera and at times played her oboe with the symphony. Her forte was designing and making jewelry and had acquired a nice following.

She had relied on her family and close friends for all the love she needed for twenty years. She was happy and as secure as an island fortress. 

She was now forty-five years old and terrified that she may have fallen in love for the first time in her life and yet didn't know his name. 

Wendy's sex life for the previous twenty years consisted of mostly one-night stands with men and women with women being the majority. Picking up a strange man to fuck had stopped years before. Picking up strange women to fuck was not yet a rare occurrence. She laughed often. 

In the company of strangers she was a different person, she stayed in the background and studied people. Her one-night stands may have thought they had been chosen spontaneously but in fact they had been scouted for some time.

It had been more than a couple of months since her last sex with anyone but Wendy was not particularly horny. She had a very special toy that her big sister Martha had brought for her from Amsterdam and it did a fine job of satisfying her sexual needs. Its name was Lance.

Her present predicament began the previous Saturday when she had been a bridesmaid at a wedding. She had tried to convince the bride and groom that she was too old for such a thing but they had insisted. They adored Wendy and really wanted her to be part of the ceremony.

The bride was her niece Margaret, the groom was a photographer named Jason that was already making his reputation in the field. Wendy in fact had several of his prints on the walls of her townhouse. 

It was at a show of his work that a conversation between them brought Jason and Maggie together. Wendy had been present to see the first sparks between them.

Her problem began as she stood by the altar with the other bridesmaids waiting for Maggie to make her entrance. She had suddenly felt eyes boring in on her and searched the pews to make sure she was just imagining things.

She wasn't.

A man about her age or a bit older was looking at her as if he was lost in the desert and she was ice cream. He quickly averted his eyes when he saw her look at him. She saw him blush. She saw his dimples. "Very cute," she thought. 

She had apparently stared back at him a bit too long because she saw him lift his eyes back towards her. Suddenly a chill ran up her spine raising the hair on the back of her neck as their eyes met. She quickly averted her eyes and felt herself blush.

"Get a grip old broad, you are acting like a schoolgirl," she mentally chastised herself.

She was saved any further fluster by Mendelssohn's March and beamed as Margaret strolled down the isle.

During the ceremony Wendy noted that she felt a bit more at ease in her role as bridesmaid. She was flattered that for at least one man she was the pretty one.

The passionate kiss between the bride and groom had everyone around her giggling and she glanced at the man with the dimples. He had a big grin on his face as he looked at the spectacle by the altar. When he glanced at Wendy he had a shy smile for her. 

They nodded to each other as she followed the procession out and again she saw him blush which was OK since she felt herself blush too.

She had many duties to perform as soon as the ceremony ended as her main role was lead wedding coordinator. She had to round up everyone for the photographs then rush to the hotel and get the caterers and bartenders ready. 

A small disaster slowed her down when a bottle of champagne that was being opened erupted all over her forcing her to go up to her hotel room and change clothes. Feeling rushed she did not bother putting on any underwear but that was not a rarity for her.

Her hair suffered the worst of it and she hurried to repair it but was late getting back. By the time she made it to the reception the party had already started.

After getting something to eat she strolled through the reception to make sure all was going as planned. She also added a discreet search for the man with the dimples to her perusals.

She found him by a wall next to an exit. She was not surprised to see that he was a people watcher. He had blushed more than once when their eyes met so he also struck her as a shy man.

She suddenly felt she was in a hurry, she feared that he would soon bolt out the handy exit and vanish before she got a chance to make contact.

Wendy quickly walked over to the bartender nearest him and asked her if she knew what the man in the black suit and gray shirt was drinking.

"Crown on the rocks," she said. "I remember because he is one of the few people tipping me."

Wendy got two crowns and walked over to him and handed him one. She turned her back to him and joined him in his vigil. 

She heard him catch his breath. That made her smile.

The crowd around her forced her to adjust her spot and she ended up directly in front of him with her ass against his crotch.

Wendy again felt a chill up her spine when she felt his cock harden and begin its journey up. She was wearing a satin dress with no underwear so it felt to her as if she was naked. Her pussy lubricated itself as her nipples tried to stab their way through the dress. She was suddenly as horny as she had been in years.

The wedding party's Thriller dance forced Wendy further back into him. She was suddenly happy that she was not taking part in it. Her lead wedding planner duties had allowed her little time to rehearse and she had not been able to learn the steps.

Her greater closeness to him increased the contact between his cock and her ass. She could feel it throb.

Wendy was the boldest woman most of her friends and family knew but what she did next was well past her most outrageous stunts. She slid a hand behind her, grabbed his cock and placed it against her pussy lips.

She soon decided that was not nearly good enough for her so as soon as she saw the opportunity she took his hands and led him up to her room.

She was grateful that as soon as she was naked in bed the man dove for her pussy and stayed there until she had several orgasms. 

He then kissed his way to her tits and loved them as he gently caressed her pussy. Wendy cut short his homage of her tits and urged him to fuck her. Her orgasm from his fuck was very much needed, very satisfying. He gave her time to recover as he kissed her. She drank in his kisses.

Wendy was hoping he would stay and fuck her again but expected the usual awkward exit. 

Instead he spent the rest of the night loving her, pleasing her. He made her feel adored. She felt like she was the most important being in his world.

Twice they slept and twice they awoke to fuck again,

Near dawn he got dressed and readied to leave. He stopped to kiss her even though she was pretending to be asleep. He wanted to tell her goodbye, a much appreciated but seldom received courtesy.

She returned his kiss. The ardor of the kisses kept escalating until he undressed again and gave her the most intense orgasm of her recent life. He stayed until she was asleep.

The next morning a dozen roses were delivered to her. She instantly knew whom they were from; the card had a drawing of an exhausted smiley face on it. 

She said to herself, "Yeah, that's how I feel too."

Her grin turned to a frown when she looked at the back of the card and saw it was blank. He either did not want her to know who he was or he thought she already did; she hoped it was the latter although she truly had no idea who he was.

She berated herself for not even asking him his name. She suddenly realized that they had never said a word to each other. Not one.

She added one more possible reason for the blank card; he thought it was what she preferred.

It had been two days after her tryst when she decided that just a one-night stand with him was unacceptable. 

At the most inopportune time she felt his kisses on her lips, she felt his cock sliding into her pussy. She wanted him.

It took just one more day to find out who he was.

After her sisters Maggie's wedding Wendy's niece Karen had at last become engaged to the guy she adored. His name was Mike and he had adorable dimples. When they came by her Jewelry shop to pick out a ring Wendy led the conversation to Maggie's wedding and the guest list. 

She mentioned that the groom's side had few people in it. Mike agreed and commented that his Dad had told him he did not know anyone around him. Most were likely photographer friends of Jason. 

Before Wendy had the chance to ask which one was his Dad Karen volunteered, "He was the one in the black suit, the cute one with the dimples, which Mike gratefully inherited. His name is Jim and has known Jason for years."

Wendy doubted that the two had heard her sigh of relief or noticed her markedly increased humor as they selected a ring.

As Karen debated between her ring choice finalists Mike told Wendy that they would be grilling at their house late Saturday afternoon and her attendance was mandatory.

The engagement ring Karen finally chose needed minor adjustments but Wendy promised Karen that she would have it by the weekend. 

Mike said that would be perfect as they were on their way down the coast to do some "fishing." 

Karen confessed to her Aunt Wendy that they had decided to get out of town for a couple of days because they kept getting interrupted by friends and family while she and Mike were trying to get "better acquainted."

After some hugs and kisses the young couple left which allowed Wendy to indulge herself in her little happiness dance. She and her man with the dimples were about to enter into a relationship one way or another. Her niece was marrying his son.

She danced her way to the red roses at the end of her display case and inhaled their aroma. 

They had been with her every minute since Sunday, she brought them to work each morning and took them home each evening. 

By the end of the following afternoon Wendy had finished with the ring and called Karen to tell her. Karen pleaded for Wendy to bring it out to them promising to treat her to dinner. Wendy's weeknights did not encompass anything more interesting than laundry and she loved the beach town they were in so she agreed. The town was just thirty minutes away.

When Karen and Mike returned that Friday they stopped at her shop and Karen pretended that Wendy had not seen the ring and fished for compliments. Wendy humored her then passed Mike an envelope to give to his dad. His pet shop would be their next stop on the way home as Mike had equipment to drop off.

When asked Wendy told them that she was just asking Jim for a good time to get together. As she expected Karen and Mike assumed that it was about his role in their wedding.

"He is going to be at the grilling tomorrow afternoon too, you could talk to him then," Karen said.

"Good, but give him that anyway so he will know what to expect," Wendy countered. She tried to keep her grin and voice free of mischievous overtones.

As soon as Mike and Karen left Wendy began to shake. The contents of the envelope was going to place her at the mercy of a man, something she had swore to herself years before she would never do again.

The only thing in the envelope was the card that came with her roses the previous weekend. She had added one word next to the exhausted smiley face. "Again?"

She had suddenly worried that the answer could be, 'No, thanks."

*

A week had passed since Jim's fuckathon with the mysterious Redheaded Woman after a wedding reception. On his long workday that following Monday his obsession with her took hold. On Tuesday he started a discreet search for her identity.

He had no luck in finding out who she was but figured that he only needed to wait for his future daughter Karen to return to town. She and The Redhead had been bridesmaids at the wedding. His son Mike and his fiancée were on a "fishing trip." 

The following Friday morning Jim was at work. He owned the only pet shop in the coastal town of Felicity and needed to get to work early and check on his creatures. He seldom kept high maintenance pets in his shop; he kept no dogs or cats. 

Jim could get his customers good dogs and fancy cats from reputable breeders in the area but the bulk of his trade was in aquarium fish, some reptiles, and the better brands of dog and cat food. His shop carried a full complement of pet supplies.

In truth the pet shop was not much of a money making proposition, It paid for itself and his few part time employees and maybe for a nice trip somewhere once a year. He hired a manager full time each summer, normally a college biology or pre-vet major. Jim's primary shop income came from leasing aquariums to offices and homes. He had customers as far as sixty miles away at the edge of The City. Many of his aquariums were in Dentist's waiting rooms.

After his shop manager arrived he did his usual Friday rounds and when he returned to the shop around noon he was surprised and pleased to see Mike and Karen waiting for him. Mike said that they had just returned from their trip but stopped by on their way home to say hello and return some of his equipment.

Mike said, "Come to our house Saturday at about four, we will be grilling some steaks and showing off our pictures."

After a short euphemism filled conversation between father and son that made Karen blush she said to Jim, "Here, Aunt Wendy sent you this."

She handed Jim an envelope as they were getting ready to leave, which he put on his desk assuming it was something about his role in the upcoming nuptials. Her Aunt Wendy was the lead wedding planner. Jim had not met her but had heard the name mentioned when a conversation had veered towards the event. 

The envelope told him she was the Wendy in Wendy's Custom Jewelry and Antiques. He passed by her shop on the days he headed towards the freeway but had never seen its doors open. He went past it early in the mornings and early in the evening.

Mike and Karen had left before Jim had a chance to ask Karen about his redhead but he figured that conversation would seem less suspicious Saturday. 

Jim lived in the midst of ten wooded acres that contained six large old houses. A wildlife preserve surrounded the forest around him. He thought of it as camping out with all the conveniences.

He had bought the place three years before, right after Mike had secured his first teaching job after his college graduation. Most of the restoration and improvement were done and he had already decided that was where he was going to die. His first career had demanded that he and Mike move often and he had decided he was never moving again.

It was a beautiful night as he sat on his screened back porch and ate supper as the neighborhood deer trooped through his back yard. After he was done he cleaned up and returned to the porch with a Dos Equis and waited for Celia to come get her dog biscuit. Celia was the friendly neighborhood raccoon. 

He was back inside on his recliner watching the news when he remembered the envelope. As soon as the news was over he picked it up and slid its contents out. It immediately cost him most of a night's sleep.

The only thing inside was a card, the type of card you send with flowers. It had his drawing of a smiley face with a goofy expression. Next to the smiley face was written one word. "Again?"

Wendy was his Redheaded Woman! She was asking for seconds!

Jim felt his entire body blush, his erection was instantaneous. He took off his gym shorts and went to the back porch to masturbate. Even though his ejaculation had been worthy of natural wonder designation it had taken less than two minutes and he was still agitated. 

It suddenly occurred to Jim that he would see her the following day at his son's house and that made his agitation worse so he channeled his energy into cleaning his mostly clean home. 

He followed that by washing any garment he had that had the possibility it would be worn Saturday afternoon even if it was already clean. He had decided that he was going to be as handsome as a forty-nine year old man could be. OK, fifty two.

It never occurred to Jim to ask himself why his reunion with Wendy was so all-important to him, he just knew it was. It was two in the morning and another masturbation later before he could get to sleep.

Even though his Saturday was very busy he found the hours going by in slow motion. He did call Karen early that afternoon to see how they were doing and to casually ask if she knew for sure that her Aunt Wendy would be there. Karen told him that yes she would be.

Jim knew he had plenty of time and could relax a bit but found that to be impossible. He made it to just past two in the afternoon before he gave up and asked his manager to close up for him.

Jim called Mike and asked if he needed anything.

"Yes, Dad. Glad you called. There are a lot more people coming than we expected. We need six more steaks, and more hot dogs and buns, and a case of beer. A couple of bottles of Ste. Genevieve Sweet Red wine would be a good idea too. And some ice. And some chairs."




Felicity Ch. 06



"Got it. See you shortly." Jim surmised that his son's mostly small family soiree had become a full-blown engagement party.

Jim was very happy to have tasks to accomplish, and a good excuse to arrive early. He went home first since it was on the way and took a quick shower and dressed. Khaki shorts and sandals were no-brainers, it was mid-June in Texas. The shirt was a harder decision and he tried on four before going back to his original choice, a mint green polo shirt.

He loaded his own grill into his truck along with his big ice chest and four porch chairs then stopped by the town's only supermarket. He got the beer, hot dogs and steaks. Figuring that the crowd was likely to be mostly women he got six bottles of the Sweet Red. He also bought a pack of plastic cups and and a big package of napkins. He placed the wine and the beer in the ice chest then covered them with ice. He wanted the drinks to be cold by the time the guests arrived.

The day had just barely started to cool down when he arrived at his son's house but his yard had a couple of shade trees and a nice breeze going through it so it was comfortable. He helped Mike set up in the yard and got the grills started. 

The coals were at optimum by the time the guests began to arrive so Jim started the grilling allowing Mike to greet and mingle. After a while Jason, the newly wedded friend of Mike's volunteered to take over at the grills. It had been his wedding that brought Wendy into Jim's life. 

Jim learned from Jason that his honeymoon was on hold as they waited for the arrival of his bride Maggie's passport. They were going to Bora Bora.

Margaret was Karen's sister and soon volunteered to assist Jason with the grilling so Jim went inside the house to see if Wendy was there.

The gathering had turned into a spontaneous wedding shower. Women were wandering in carrying presents for Karen and Mike. A large part of the crowd had been involved with moving Karen into the house and their presents reflected on the things they thought Mike and Karen needed, like three toasters. Jim was impressed, Mike was stunned, and Karen was in tears.

A car full of redheaded women arrived but before Jim could check it out Mike asked him to start the slide show on their TV.

Jim started the show and the first photograph got everyone's attention. It was a shot of Mike's naked backside as he stood on a bed trying to remove a bra from the blades of a ceiling fan. After all of the whoops and holler subsided Jim pressed the start slideshow button and the guests watched a somewhat more normal set of photos. 

Their open water fishing expedition had been successful; Mike caught a nice size barracuda and an even nicer size grouper. Karen caught two king mackerels and a small shark that was allowed to return to the sea. The fish were ready for the grill Jim had noted.

There were several photos of Mike as he and his butterfly net tried to collect living specimens in the surf. There were photos of what he captured as they swam in a bucket and photos of the same creatures in his marine aquarium, which was on the wall behind them. That elicited some oohs, and aahs.

The last set of photos captured Mike placing an engagement ring on Karen's finger, followed by the kiss after that was accomplished, then a close-up of the ring. Even though no naughty bits were visible it was obvious that they were both nude during the sequence.

The slide show ended with a photo of their naked backsides, Karen had the word "The" written on her butt. Mike had the word "End" written on his butt. "The End."

The boos and hisses battled with the applause as everyone hugged and kissed them.

Jim had busied himself re-setting the slide show to a continuous loop when suddenly Karen just squealed. She ran toward a near mirror image of herself that had just walked through the door and hugged her fiercely. As Jim turned and watched the apparently unexpected reunion a pair of arms slid around his waist from the back and lips kissed his neck. He felt magnificent breasts press hard onto his back.

It was she, his Redheaded Woman, Wendy.

"Sorry I am late," she said. "I had to wait for Carly to drive in from The City. Carly and Karen have been best friends since they were in diapers. She did not know where the house was so she drove to my home and I guided her here. We came in her car and she will likely be spending the night. I will need a ride home, or somewhere."

"Is now too soon?" Jim asked.

Wendy giggled and said, "Yes, now is too soon. I have to mingle and hug. I am also starving so if you can guide me to the food I would appreciate it."

"How much PDA am I allowed?"

"All you want. I like to shock the family when I can. Maybe we can get Mike to introduce us and we throw our drinks to the ground and jump right into a passionate kiss."

"That would have been fine but everyone is already wondering why your arms are around me while you whisper in my ear. I am wondering why they are all grinning."

"They always expect some outrageous behavior from me. They probably think this is my stunt for the day. Or it could be that Mike just told them I took the last five pictures after I delivered Karen's ring to him. Oh well, lead me to the food please."

As soon as Jim had her in the back yard he took Wendy in his arms and kissed her passionately. "I missed you," he said.

Wendy kissed him and said, "It has only been a week."

"The longest week of my life," he said as he kissed her again.

They eventually made it to the grill and Wendy chose her steak for Jason to grill.

"How do you like it?" he asked Wendy.

"About the way it is now," she said as she grasped Jim's crotch.

"That is dessert, he was asking about your steak," Jim said with a chuckle.

"Oh, medium would be fine," she said to Jason after releasing Jim. 

Jim wanted the biggest of the grouper filets.

Jason and Margaret had greeted Wendy with love and lip kisses. She was obviously one of their most beloved people in their world. They had grinned when they saw Wendy take liberties with Jim's body. It was nothing new to them as Wendy was prone to very risqué attention getters.

Maggie and Jason were in the small minority of people Jim knew at the gathering and was OK that they were the audience to the stunt. He was however blushing.

Maggie however suspected that Wendy's act with Jim was more than just her usual stunt; she thought she was seeing a genuine closeness and maybe a history between them but her gentle interrogation did not give her anything to confirm her suspicions.

All her Aunt Wendy said was that they had seen each other at the wedding but never spoke.

Jim and Wendy sat on lawn chairs and ate their food and talked. Jim loved her voice and reminded himself that on their first tryst neither had spoken. They kissed when Jason and Maggie kissed, which was often. 

During their conversation his gestures made soft contact with her breasts often. She twice wiped off an imaginary spill off his crotch. Margaret was becoming convinced that her suspicions were correct.

Their little games were interrupted as they were at the ice chest grabbing a couple of beers. A stream of people came outside after smelling the food. All of them detoured on their way to the grills to hug and kiss Wendy before continuing their quest. 

Jim noted the deep and genuine love and affection everyone held for Wendy. All hugs for her were full and strong and all her kisses were lip kisses. He became very proud to be seen with her.

As he had expected the soiree was ninety percent women, sixty percent redhead. Husbands, boyfriends, work friends comprised the small male population but it included a couple of tall redheaded guys that were obviously family. Everyone seemed to love everyone unconditionally including several blondes, a mother daughter hispanic couple and a black girl. Jim noted that Jason was already inside the circle of family and so was Mike.

Jim suddenly felt like an outsider.

Wendy soon noted that few knew who Jim was so she began to introduce him to all that came by. Her hands stayed somewhere on Jim's body throughout the greet and meet, most often on his ass. He worried a bit about that but noticed that in the crowd most un-occupied hands were resting on someone's ass. There was a lot of kissing.

Introducing him as Mike's father seemed to satisfy most people's curiosity about their apparent closeness although Margaret appeared to have shared her suspicions about them with every redheaded female. There were many redheaded females.

Jim was introduced to Maggie and Karen's mother Mo who immediately kissed him and began some serious flirtations. Jim saw that most of that was to get a reaction from her sister. Wendy did react and hissed her threats of serious injury to Mo. As they defiantly went face to face they kissed each other softly on the lips. 

During their subsequent embrace Mo whispered something to Wendy's ear, which elicited a quick slap to her ass. Mo walked away giggling as Wendy told Jim, "The sad part is that she is the sanest one of my sisters.

He met two other sisters, both short, one older and one younger than Wendy. The older one asked him a few questions and Jim felt he had given her answers she wanted to hear because she suddenly kissed him.

After that it seemed that everyone suspected something.

They drank their beers then returned to the house and smooched their way through the crowd until they found themselves by the door when someone came in carrying a large gift, they slipped out. Ten minutes later they were in his carport in the midst of a passionate kiss, her hand on his dick his on her pussy.

They broke the kiss and literally ran into the house. Both were naked by the time they got to the bed but their frenetic pace came to a halt as soon as his cock was buried in her pussy.

After a tender kiss Wendy said, "I missed you too."

Perhaps it was because they were no longer strangers. Perhaps it was because they knew it was not a one-night stand. Perhaps it was because they knew that the following morning they would still be together. But for whatever reason it was lovemaking from the start. 

Jim gave Wendy an orgasm, stopped to rain kisses on her, and then loved her to another orgasm. That continued for nearly an hour, for a thousand kisses, and in three different positions.

Jim's ejaculation came with no warning. They were on their sides facing each other, the head of his dick barely inside the outer folds of her pussy. His hand was pressing her back towards him so he could get the full effect of her breasts on his chest. They were in an intense kiss but were not moving at all. He suddenly erupted into her. Some of his ejaculate shot right onto her clit and she flew into her own orgasm.

They held each other tightly until their storms ebbed. They kissed.

"Now that was special," Wendy whispered to Jim.

"It certainly was," Jim said. "And messy."

After a few moments Wendy got up and went to the bathroom then wandered off, exploring his house. Jim did some emergency cleaning on the bed then after his own trip to the bathroom followed her. 

He was glad that during his manic episode he had cleaned the place. He was sorry she had missed his pride and joy, a two hundred fifty gallon marine aquarium. The automatic timer had already turned the main lights off. Night had fallen in his personal sea world. In truth his pet shop was mostly so he could order what he wanted for his tank and only pay wholesale for them. Then he smiled to himself as he realized that Wendy would see it in the morning.

Wendy paused by the door to the back porch and thought the house reminded her of her father's house, her house as a child and young woman. She had grown up with four sisters and a brother. Hers was a big, loud, loving family and she grew up in a house to match.

She suddenly had tears falling down her cheeks, which nearly panicked Jim. Before he could ask what the problem was she said, "It's OK. I just suddenly missed my Dad. He died almost five years ago. Our house was an extra large version of this house. A friend of the family bought it and it is now the women's shelter."

"Really?" I go there once a month and bring pets for the kids to play with. I have a large freshwater aquarium set up for them there. I love the house and what they provide."

Wendy said, "I volunteered to be a hostess at the shelter but I still burst into tears when I walk in. I had to beg off."

Jim walked up to her back and embraced her. She folded her arms over his and leaned back to him.

After a few minutes Wendy said, "There is a large hairy creature trying to get into the porch."

Jim looked out and said, "That's Celia. She is mad because she thinks I am cheating on her. Or maybe that I forgot her treat."

Jim went to the treat jar and then took her milk bone out to her. Wendy followed him out and asked, "Aren't you afraid of rabies, fleas, cooties?"

"I catch her once a year and give her all the shots and inspect her for injuries and parasites. She has gotten to where she tolerates it. I also gave her babies shots when she presented them to me. That traumatized them a bit and none of her kits has ever come back to visit except for one daughter. She has her own kits to worry about now. Celia is too old for babies but she is still in good health."

"Where does she live?"

"She has an apartment under the porch. It is nice and cozy and protects her from bad weather, the neighbor's dog, and the neighborhood bobcat. If things get really hairy for her she knows how to open the screen door. She has a safe house on an old oak tree by the bayou. The bayou is down by that tree line. That is where she goes to work."

Jim asked Wendy to slowly put the back of her hand about six inches in front of Celia's nose and hold it still. Wendy managed even as she felt whiskers tickle her hand. She then heard Jim explain to Celia that the naked redheaded woman with him was a dear person and that she would be her friend. Wendy was taken aback when Celia gave every indication that she understood what he said and gave her a soft chirp before leaving.

Wendy was still mentally enjoying her encounter with the raccoon when Jim said, "Let me introduce you to a delicious Shiraz and some mouthwatering cheese." He invited Wendy to sit on his swing and went into the kitchen.

He returned a few moments later with coffee mugs and an opened bottle of wine. He poured a cup for Wendy and she smiled. "I am drinking wine from a coffee mug" she thought.

Jim went back to the kitchen to get the cheese and quickly returned.

"This wine is terrific. Where did you get it?"

"One of my clients is in the import business, mostly stuff from Australia and New Zealand. The shiraz is from south Australia, the cheese from New Zealand."

They sat close together on the swing, taking sips of wine and bites of cheese in silence as they watched the flickering lights of the lightening bugs by the tree line. A large buck surprised them as he walked by from the side of the house. He glanced at them but did not change his pace as he walked towards the tree line by the bayou. Somehow the encounter made Wendy feel alive.

Jim refilled her glass but not his. He wanted his hands free. Jim draped his arm over her shoulder and brought her closer to him. She leaned against him. He gently traced the outline of her jaw, her shoulder, and her breasts with his fingertips as he kissed her neck. Wendy sighed and put her cup down. When his fingers reached her nipples she turned to him and kissed him. Her hand went to his cock and she noted it had returned to life. 

She helped him pick up the cheeses and wine and take them to the kitchen. They were soon on his bed, Wendy slowly descending onto his cock. Penetration was so delicious that she repeated the process.

"You have the best body I have ever seen," Jim said to her.

Wendy blushed and said, "Thank you kind sir but there is no need for fibbing. Your cock is already buried in my pussy."

"It appears I have a statement to prove."

Jim coaxed her off his body and placed her on her tummy. He kissed and licked Wendy's body from her toes to her neck with a long stop at her ass. There he had urged her to raise her hips a bit and fingerfucked her pussy while he adored her ass. Her orgasm gave him permission to continue his journey upward. 

After he adored her neck Jim urged her onto her back and repeated his journey, again starting at the toes. When he got to her pussy he placed his arms under her thighs and settled in for a feast. Her third extra intense orgasm had Wendy urging him to continue his trip upward; her pussy apparently needed a rest, or a cock.

Jim kissed and licked Wendy's torso side to side until it was time to pay homage to her tits. They were not enormous tits, maybe a C+ or a bit bigger but on her slender sexy body they made a bold statement. They were magnificent. If there was any sag to them Jim had not noticed. He was grateful to have free access to them.

He would have been content to stay adoring her breasts until morning but Wendy's hands were desperately searching for his dick. Jim slid up her body for a kiss and Wendy immediately rammed his cock into her pussy. Her growl told Jim it was not a good time to be gentle and adoring. 

He started to fuck her hard and listened in wonder to her orgasmic moans. Soon his voice was accompanying hers and they just exploded together. The aftershocks had him fucking her long after he was empty. With a whimper they stopped and separated. While he was trying to figure out who whimpered Wendy turned to him and kissed him.

"Thanks," she said.

"Anytime," he said.

"That will be often," she said.

They kissed and caressed until Wendy yawned. They assumed the spooning position and promptly fell asleep. There were no interim episodes that night. They both knew the other would still be there in the morning.

Before she fell asleep Wendy thought their sex that night had been even better than the one from the previous week. She asked herself why since that sex had been brilliantly passionate and came to the conclusion that it was because they were not strangers trying desperately to make it through the night. 

They were lovers, or at least she hoped they were. 

He treated her like they were. She was wondering if that was good enough when she fell asleep.

When she awoke Sunday he was already making love to her. He was softly kissing her from her hip to her neck. His fingers where in the midst of petal soft touches on her pussy lips. 

She turned to face him and draped a leg over his hips. She guided his very hard cock into her as she embraced him. She continued her motion until she was astride his hips. Wendy fucked him gently, lovingly. 

The last thirty seconds of their fuck however were frenetic. Wendy's pussy told his cock "now!" and his cock answered "now is good" and they quickly led their bodies into spectacular orgasms.

Wendy draped her body over his as they both fought for air; a task made more difficult by the fact neither was about to release the other from the embrace. 

Shortly after Jim's cock bade a fond farewell to Wendy's pussy they got up and went to the bathroom together. They watched each other piss and later shared his toothbrush.

Wendy reminded herself that she had placed a toothbrush in her purse but had no idea where her purse was. She thought sharing his toothbrush was neat.

They remained nude as he fixed her breakfast and treated her as if she belonged there, in his house with him. 

They finished their coffee on the big recliner in front of his aquarium. Wendy was fascinated by it and had a lot of questions for him but did not want to break the loving silence they were enveloped in. 

She loved where she was, in his house, naked on his lap, sipping coffee on a lazy Sunday morning.




Felicity Ch. 07



Chapter 7. Shawna

To others Shawna seemed to have had a difficult life. Her mother died of a heart attack when Shawna was fourteen. She had been tall, strong, and a renowned collegiate athlete. Her mother was just thirty-four years old when she died.

Her father never got over his wife's death. He turned to alcohol and died of liver failure the summer after Shawna graduated from high school. She had understood that her father was committing suicide and counseled him throughout. She got him to seek help but the pain of his loss always led him back to the bottle.

Her father managed to keep his job until his death so Shawna had acceptable levels of food, clothing and shelter while he lived. She had worked as a waitress since her sophomore year in high school and managed to keep half of her earnings in savings.

After her father died she sold their house and attended a community college forty-five minutes away from Felicity. She got her associate degree as a paralegal and returned home and was soon living with her best friend and occasional lover Jana. There were no jobs available for a paralegal so she returned to waitress work.

Shawna was the virtual fourth daughter to Ben and Janice Cartwright, Jana's parents. 

Between them Ben and Janice were the wealthiest citizens of Felicity, a lot wealthier than their lifestyle would indicate. When Shawna had expressed interest in becoming a police officer they made certain that she got her wish.

They financed her enrollment in a private police academy that was a state approved school to train potential officers for towns too small to be able to finance their own academies. 

Shawna was chosen as the best cadet in her class particularly impressing with her knowledge of the law and her physical training. 

During her physical training class a particularly arrogant and racist instructor was rendered unconscious by Shawna's well-placed blows during a self-defense exercise. He had become so incensed with her ability to fend off his attacks during the training session that after the exercise was over he continued to attack her. 

She warned him that if he came at her again she would not hold back. He shouted a racial slur at her and rushed in. Ten seconds later he was on the mat with a dislocated shoulder, a broken nose and two broken ribs.

While still on his hospital bed he found out he was also unemployed. By the time he was released from the hospital the video of his humiliation had somehow made its way into You Tube. He made himself disappear. Shawna became her academy's class hero.

About that time along with many in the town of Felicity Ben and Janice Cartwright had reached their limit of endurance on the city and county politicians. They had become entrenched in their positions thinking it was their birthright. Ben and Janice decided to change things. 

They interviewed several people they knew to be intelligent and fair-minded and financially backed them for political office. 

The incumbents were not prepared for a serious challenge and had ignored the amateurs running for public office against them. They were lazy, arrogant, and clueless. 

If they noticed the strong volunteer campaign to register new voters they did not react to it.

They sneered at the county Judge candidate, Lydia Mendoza. They chuckled at the mayoral candidate Rhonda MacDuff. They were not worried, after all they were just women.

If they noticed that those two had visited with every single voter they did not react to it. 

If they noticed that each town council candidate knew each of their future constituents by name they never noticed.

The incumbent's loss was so overwhelming, so stunning, that it never occurred to them to dispose of the thousands of documents that proved how corrupt they were, including bribery and extortion.

With the backing of the State Attorney General newly elected County Judge Mendoza issued warrants for the arrest of the former mayor, the police chief and nearly half of his officers. The un-indicted officers were allowed to resign. The head of the public works department disappeared as soon as he was indicted and was labeled a fugitive from justice. Mayor Rhonda fired most of the town's department heads.

For one week Felicity ceased to have a police department but the county also had a new sheriff and he saw to it that Felicity would remain protected. It was his home too.

The new city council appointed Shawna as the interim chief of police. All of the members of the city council had seen her grow up and knew how intelligent she was and how mentally tough she was. There was no dissent in the council and nearly none in the community as Felicity acquired the first woman and the first black police chief in its history in one striking package.

Shawna was charged with recruiting new members for the department. Two members of the city council assisted her during the interview process, Martha MacDuff and Juanita Alvarez. In fact Shawna allowed Martha to conduct most of the interviews because she was the best judge of character anyone knew.

Shawna's first two recruits were classmates at her academy, a married couple. The next ten came from police academy cadets that had washed out of big city classes. 

All of them had been commended law officers in smaller towns before they applied for the big cities police academy and all had apparently been dismissed on whims. Two were lesbian, one was of Arabic descent, two were black, three Hispanic and two Asians. The ten were the first non-good-old-white boys to become permanent members of the Felicity police department.

The new officers each knew someone that they thought would fit in the town of Felicity and they interviewed many of those. They recruited bilingual dispatchers and office workers. The new Felicity Police Department was multi racial, multi lingual and multi gender. 

In three weeks Shawna had a full force that reflected the town of Felicity. The town saw them as a major asset to the community. They placed their trust in them.

Shawna's first order for her officers was to go out of their way to meet every member of the community. She set up meetings for her officers at clubs, churches and civic centers. She ordered them to wear police department t-shirt and jeans to those meetings, she wanted the community to know them as people first. 

Crime plummeted to the point that some of the officers got bored and left for other towns. Shawna though that the people of Felicity were afraid to disappoint her officers or the town in any way.

All the officers became entrenched members of the Felicity community and it was not rare for a citizen to walk up to a squad car and give the officer a soft drink or cookies or a kiss. It was not rare to see one in a store or shop just walking around and listening to gossip. It was not rare to see them at family gatherings.

After the first two years the police department turnover was zero. 

The town itself was being rebuilt. Ben and Janice purchased the land from downtown to the resort and began to build offices and shops. The also bought the abandoned beach resort and updated it.

Ben's friend Jim had been coerced into becoming Chief of Public Works and soon had all systems working well and all streets and roads repaved, some for the first time since the hurricane.

Felicity itself was enjoying peace and prosperity.

So it was a shock to every resident of Felicity when the police chief suddenly resigned.

At first Shawna did not give the mayor or council a reason for her action so her resignation was denied on the grounds that it was in the best interest of the town.

Her next letter of resignation hinted at a flaw in character that could pose a threat to the citizens of Felicity. That was also denied.

She asked for a closed meeting with the council and mayor and that was granted. She resigned again and related the events that led to her decision. 

They occurred as she was assisting the sheriff in a search for a missing young woman, the wife of a marine stationed in Afghanistan. Their leads led them to a wooded patch of ground just inside the northern boundary of the county. Shawna found the woman gagged and bound and a man crouching near her. He had a knife in his hand. 

When the man saw Shawna he stood and took a step towards her. Shawna fired a shot between his legs and told him to drop the knife and get on the ground.

The man looked at her and then his hand and dropped the knife as if he did not know it was there. Shawna forced him to his knees and prepared to cuff him but the man moved his hands so she forced him down and pointed her gun right between his eyes.

Her shot and the commotion brought the sheriff over and as Shawna was talking herself into pulling the trigger the sheriff took the gag off the woman.

"Don't hurt him! She shouted at Shawna. "He came here to help me. It was his brother that kidnapped and attacked me. He was not disobeying you, he is deaf."

It took Shawna several seconds to process what she had just learned and finally put her weapon away. She helped the man up then stood aside as the victim related her story. 

Before they got in their vehicles the attacker had been spotted and the state police was giving chase. By the time Shawna got home the attacker had been seriously wounded in a shoot-out with the troopers.

Shawna was not as happy over the turn of events as she should have been. She had almost killed the good guy.

She also knew she had really wanted to kill the guy. She had been overwhelmed by rage when she came upon the scene. The shot between his legs was intended to shoot his dick off. She had missed because in her anger she pulled the trigger too soon.

She concluded her story by saying to the mayor and council that, "I am too dangerous to be an officer of the peace".

They were stunned of course. They could not even come up with questions to ask her. They sent her home to wait for the results of their deliberations.

It took three days before she heard from them and was summoned to their chamber. She was suspended for two weeks and was to take an anger management course and attend traumatic stress counseling sessions at a nearby military base that had such sessions for personnel returning from the Middle East.

Her resignation however, had not been accepted. She was asked to name her two-week replacement and she chose Verna, the female half of the married couple.

As she left the chambers she suddenly found herself face to face with the man she almost castrated, almost killed. The sheriff and the young victim, Lillian, were with him. 

His name was Sammy. He was an electrician and Shawna had seen his van often but had never looked at the man driving.

Sammy was nearly six feet four inches tall and somewhat wiry in build. He had been the result of an ill-advised fling between his redneck father and his Vietnamese lover. He had the best facial features of both races. Sammy was handsome.

Both of his parents had been ostracized so a great aunt had raised Sammy at her small farm. She had taught him to read, taught him sign language, and lip-reading. Sammy did not attend school and no one seemed to care whether he did or not. For the first twenty years of his life all but his great aunt thought he was retarded. She knew he had a brilliant mind.

Lillian was a visiting nurse and Sammy's great aunt was one of her patients. She made him her friend and talked an electrician uncle into taking him on as an apprentice. Sammy had excelled and was soon going out on some jobs by himself. Sammy was one of the men Felicity should have been celebrating.

The sheriff told Shawna; "We came to put in a good word for you. Sammy understands that the situation you walked into would lead to a misconception and a confrontation. He apologized for being deaf."

"Can you read lips?" she asked the man.

He nodded and signed yes.

"I apologize for loosing my temper. The last thing I ever want to do is hurt one of the good guys. I have learned that you are a good man. I promise you that every officer in the Felicity Police Department will learn some sign language and every work shift will have at least one officer proficient in sign language."

Shawna then signed, "I am sorry. You good person. Forgive me."

Sammy smiled broadly and extended his hand to her. She took it and gripped it with both hands. Lillian hugged her, as did Sheriff Ralph.

Shawna attacked her new tasks as she had done all of them in her life, full bore.

After her two weeks suspension, (the Council had officially termed it a forced vacation), she talked her family friends Yazmin and Maryanne into giving sign language lessons. They became so popular that they had to move the classes to a high school classroom and hold two classes per week.

Not only did her officers embrace the task more than half became experts and all became proficient. The mayor already knew sign language and she encouraged the council members to take the class. All of them did. They became so proficient that just for fun they conducted one city council meeting in sign language.

All seventeen deaf citizens of the town and county attended the session including the only one Shawna knew to be deaf before the incident, the daughter of city council member Juanita Alvarez, Janie, a friend. 

Many more than seventeen of the citizens in the chamber knew sign language too the council learned after Martha threw in a PG 13 rated quip when the permit for an exotic dance club was tabled. Most of the audience laughed.

Unanimously the deaf citizens told the council that for the first time ever they felt that they truly were part of the community and thanked their police chief for that.

As for Shawna she became her own lovable self after a few weeks. Sammy became a good friend. They ate lunch together every week or so. Soon rumors that they had become more than friends began to circulate. They did their best to dispel the rumor but it would not go away. 

Shawna decided that they needed to come up with a coherent plan to fight it and invited Sammy to her townhouse for dinner and a plan of attack. Three hours later their plans to deny a relationship became moot. Shawna was very, very grateful she had not shot his dick off.

Thirty-eight hours later the citizens of Felicity threw an impromptu party for them. Six months later Sammy and Shawna were married. Six months after that Shawna again resigned her position of chief of police. Her resignation was not accepted. She was 0 for four in that regard.

The council told her that if Fargo could have a pregnant chief of police Felicity could too.

She resigned twice more and was re-buffed twice more, the second time being right after her husband Sammy had been elected mayor of Felicity.

Sammy had argued to the council that the town could not afford to give up the distinction of having the most beautiful chief of police in the country. Shawna's resignation was unanimously denied.

Shawna was at last allowed to retire twenty-five years later when a competent replacement for her was found. The entire town was collectively stunned when they suddenly realized that Sammy and Shawna's oldest daughter Jana was perfect for the job.

At least that was what they said. Privately when she was still four years old they already knew that little Jana was going to be the chief of police one day. 

Like her mother she never carried a gun.



Felicity Ch. 08



Chapter 8. Carly

Carly had been my ex wife's divorce lawyer. She was my age or maybe a bit younger, fairly small, a green eyed redhead with freckles that she did not bother to bury under makeup. I liked freckles.

At our meeting when my lawyer presented her with all the evidence of my wife's peccadillo's she quickly convinced my ex that her best bet was to sign everything and disappear, that with any luck she would not end up in jail.

Before the day was over Carly had the signed papers and I was soon a single man. 

Two weeks or so later Carly called me and asked me to go by her office so I could pick up some documents. Late on a Friday afternoon I visited her and she handed me a large envelope that had been addressed to me in care of Carly. 

It was from my ex.

I saw that Carly was exhausted and I asked, "Rough day Miss MacDuff?"

"Rough week ending on a very rough day."

"Sorry to have kept you after quitting time."

"No problem, nobody is waiting on me."

"In that case let me take you to dinner and I promise to buy as many drinks as you need to put it all behind."

Carly seemed ready to decline so I added, "Remember, I was the good guy."

She gave me a genuine smile and said, "Sure, why not."

I took her to a very fine Italian restaurant hidden away on a corner of Chinatown. She did not know it existed and was further confused by the fact that most of the staff was Asian, including the cooks. The aroma and the decor were definitely Italian and the food was terrific Italian food. 

She did have a couple of glasses of wine but nowhere near enough to wash her week away. 

She could not give me details of course but said she had been stuck representing people she would cross the street to avoid.

"Starting with my wife?" I asked her with a sympathetic smile.

She shook her head and wondered out loud what I had ever seen in her.

"She was beautiful, the model girlfriend, the sex was good. After we got married she went to drugs and to other men and to men with drugs. The woman you represented was not the woman I married."

"You spent a lot of time and money trying to get her straight."

"Yes, I did not realize that she had no interest in going straight. When she started stealing from me I gave up. Has she paid you?"

"No."

"I will see to it that you get paid. Do you need another drink?"

"Maybe, but not here. I think I want a beer."

"I know the best place for beer."

As we went outside I hailed a cab.

"We drove here, right?" she asked.

"Yes, but we are not going far and the cab fare will be less than the parking."

She was delighted when the cab pulled up at the ballpark. I got us good seats on the club level and we had our beer and peanuts just before the first pitch. It was a good game with several amazing plays and one gigantic homer on each side. Our team won on a wild pitch.

We had a great time and held hands walking out of the park until we got in a cab. As we got into my car at the Italian restaurant lot she asked me if I had picked up the package from her office. I did not remember but a quick search of my car told us I had not. 

"We need to go back to my office and I will need to get a cab home. I missed the last bus."

"You take a bus to work?"

"Yes, I do park and ride. It is cheaper and I am a panicky driver. Rush hour traffic eats this small town girl's lunch."

"Well since I was the reason you missed the last bus you don't need a cab home so let's just go by your office and pick up the package."

A few minutes later we had the package and were winding our way south. 

Her home was in a large suburb about twenty five miles from downtown but the freeway traffic was moving easily that evening and I was soon stopping my car next to hers in the park and ride lot. I was about to get out my door so I could open hers but she placed her hand on my arm and said, "Wait a minute, please."

I settled back in my seat and looked at her; she looked embarrassed.

"I hate to admit it but I am very curious, I would like to see what your ex-wife sent you. It's just that I have some inkling of how her mind works. I will understand if you tell me it is not any of my business, it isn't. Sorry I asked."

This time it was my hand on her arm stopping her from opening the car door.

"Will you make me coffee?"

"Absolutely," she said with a big smile as she jumped out of my car and into hers.

I followed her for just under a mile until she pulled into the driveway of a nice looking townhouse. I parked next to her car then I fished the packet out of the back seat. I was going to also get her suit jacket from the back seat but then realized that overlooking it would give me a good excuse to see her again. 

I put off answering the question as to why I wanted to see her again until later.

She was already preparing the coffee when I finally made it into her home.

"Cafe DuMond," she said as she quickly went down the hallway into a bedroom. "Make yourself at home."

I found a bathroom just off the living room and took a much-needed piss. 

The coffee was ready by the time Carly joined me in the kitchen. She had changed to a t-shirt and shorts. 

I had though she was braless when she took off her jacket at the restaurant but now I was positive she was braless because even though her breasts were small her nipples tented her t-shirt. That got my cocks attention. She may have noticed. 

She asked me to call her Carly. I asked her to call me Your Electric Magnificence. Or just YEM if she wanted.

She laughed. "I think I will call you Jimmy instead," she said.

I was about to correct her, most people called me JC for James Corland but I suddenly decided for her Jimmy would be fine.

As we sat at the kitchen table and drank our coffee we talked about her law firm and her career. She confirmed that she occupied the "low man on a totem pole" position in her firm, which is why she ended up with the crappy cases. "Speaking of crappy cases..." she prompted me.

We went to the living room and sat on her sofa, I had placed the packet on her coffee table. She sat close to me as I unsealed it.

"It's probably a letter bomb or anthrax, I said."

"No, our mail room screens for that."

"What kind of lawyers do you work with?"

"The kind that get sent letter bombs and anthrax," she said.

"Photographs," I said as I dumped them on the table.

The picture on top showed my naked ex-wife sitting on a guy and had his cock in her pussy. She had a cock in each hand and she was smiling around a cock in her mouth. 

I heard Carly's sharp intake of breath. 

"She just wanted to be the one to get the last word in," I said to her.

I sat back and it became obvious to Carly that I was not going to bother looking at the other pictures. She looked at me and I saw that her curiosity was unabated so I nodded and she began to go through them.

They were more of the same; one on her knees with a cock in her pussy and a cock in her mouth, one showing a double penetration, a close-up that showed she had a mouthful of cum, and so on in the same vein, about twenty in all.

Carly stopped at the next to last one, it was of my ex licking a pussy. 

"When your wife came to me I did not know what kind of person she was. She was beautiful, vivacious, sexy, and I was vulnerable, horny. 

That is my pussy she is licking."

She let that statement hang for a while then uncovered the last picture. It appeared to be of Carly licking pussy.

"Who took the pictures?" I asked.

"We did. We just held the camera away from us as we clicked. We used my camera which I had not noticed was missing until recently." 

"Are there anymore pictures of the two of you?"

"No. We really did eat each other and we put the camera down right after those pictures. Sex with her was good, you were right about that.

She had invited me to keep her company on a photo shoot. I think this may be the photo shoot. Thankfully you and your lawyer brought me the private investigators file on her before then. I would have gone with her never suspecting what kind of photo session it was. Of course, my career is done anyway. Having sex with a client pretty much will send you searching for a job."

"I doubt it. I am sitting right next to you and I would not have guessed that was you licking pussy if you had not first admitted to having sex with her. There are no distinguishing marks, can't see your eyes. Can't even tell that the pussy licker is a redhead, the flash washed out the color. Even if she sent these to your boss there is no way for him to prove it was you."

"Her. I hope you are right. Do you suppose they are on the Internet?"

"Very likely. Again there is no way anyone would recognize your face. But let me ask you something a bit personal, how many would recognize your pussy. I ask because it is gorgeous."

Carly laughed and said "I can't believe you are hitting on me at a time like this."

I saw her eyes flick to my crotch and blush. She did have a gorgeous pussy and I now had an erection.

I just smiled at her until she eventually said, "OK, maybe six or seven different people have seen it up-close including your ex, mostly women. But in not one of those cases was there a spotlight or flash on me, except this one."

"Then you are safe. Call me if anything happens," I said when I stood up to leave.

"You don't want the pictures?" she asked after another quick glance at the tent in my slacks.

"No. You can use them in your scrapbook if you want."

"Funny!" She said as she stood and intertwined her fingers in mine.

"Thanks for giving me a good end to the day. And thanks for leaving the pictures. I did suspect those photos were in the package and that was why I was anxious to see them."

She walked me to the door as we held hands and gave me a fabulous hug and a deep kiss. I liked it so well that I gave her my best hug and a lover's kiss.

As that kiss ended she decided she wanted to try to outdo me and our kiss became intense and her hug fierce. Somewhere during that kiss my hands had traveled under her t-shirt and were caressing bare flesh. She moved her upper body back a little so my hands could fondle her tits. Her lean pressed my erection hard against her. She reached down and held my cock in a tight grip. 

There was no way to stop that train.

With a groan she pulled me by my cock to her bedroom. 

She undressed quickly and helped me undress. It all happened so fast that as I slid my cock into her pussy I wondered if we had left the front door open.

Her pussy was flooded with fluids but it was still very tight. I reminded myself that she was obviously mostly lesbian and there had probably been only a few cocks where mine was traveling. 

I took it slowly and quickly transformed what started as a barely controlled fuck into lovemaking. I did not want to hurt her or give her discomfort since she obviously needed the sex as much as I did; I wanted her to have a very good experience. 

I wanted to be invited to her bed again.

I again left answering the question "Why? until later.

I took short gentle strokes at first and worked my cock gently in and out until it hit bottom. Her immediate orgasm after that caught me by surprise so I left my cock deep in her as I kissed her through it. 

She needed the kisses too.

I changed my plan of attack and kissed my way down her body making a long stop at her small tits. I found them to be very sensitive. She had large puffy nipples that proved to be super sensitive; she had an orgasm from my tit play. 

I resumed my journey stopping briefly to lick her belly button and to rub my face on her red pubic hair. I kissed her pussy then continued down a thigh about five inches, kissed my way back up the thigh, kissed her pussy and kissed my way down and up the other thigh.

By the time I kissed her pussy the third time desperation had started to creep into her body. I sensed that this was not the time to tease so I raised her clitoral hood with my thumb and scraped her clit with the flat my tongue. Her orgasm sent her body into spasms but I managed to keep my tongue on her clit until it was mostly through. I kissed her pussy and worked my way up her body.

As I kissed her lips she grabbed my cock and pulled it into her. Penetration went much more smoothly that time and I decided it was my turn. I fucked her with ever increasing intensity and she responded with ever increasing intensity. 

Her orgasms started long before mine was ready but I kept going and learned that when she was being lovingly fucked the time between her orgasms was just a few minutes. 

She was on her third or sixth cum when mine arrived. All my pent up need flowed into her like Niagara Falls. I filled her to the point that my strokes were squirting the mixture of our fluids out. The sensation extended my cum and apparently hers too.

I was physically and sexually drained as I crawled off her body. 

I waited until we had caught our breath then I got out of bed.

"Are you leaving?" she asked. 

I detected more than a bit of disappointment and perhaps some hurt in her voice.

"No. I am worried that the front door is open."

"Oh gawd. I don't know."

When I returned I stood at the bedroom doorway and said, "It was open. I closed it and locked it. The coffee pot is still on. Do you want a cup? We are going to be up all night."

Her big smile told me she liked my plan and left the bed to join me. Half way into the kitchen she said "Oooh."

"What?"

"A lot of your cum just started oozing down my thigh. I better clean up."

"No, don't. Enjoy the feeling and the thought that what ran out will soon be replaced."

She laughed but did not leave me. We drank coffee, talked, and kissed.

"You must have been as horny as I was tonight," I said.

"At least. It has been a while. In fact there is a picture in the living room of my last sex."

I started to laugh and said; "Now that is strange. The last sex for both of us was with the same woman."

She almost choked on her coffee as she joined my laughter.

A few moments and kisses later I asked her why I had been given the opportunity to feast on her.

"Because from the beginning you treated me like a beautiful lady, which I am not, and never as the enemy, which I was. Tonight you were more concerned with my state of being than on what your ex sent you. You set out to change my mood and you did. Hell, I had not even noticed we were holding hands until you let go of it when I got in the cab at the ballpark. 

I knew you saw more in me than just a pussy, that you cared.

I left my jacket in your car hoping you would overlook it so you would have to see me again."

I confessed that, "I did see your jacket and left it in the car on purpose so I would have an excuse to see you again."

"That may be the nicest thing any man has ever said to me," she said with a kiss.

"When we were looking at the pictures your cock did not move until I got to the picture of my pussy. When I told you whose it was you got an erection There was little chance I was going to let you walk out the door."

"I have an indelicate question to ask. Are you on the pill?"

"Yes, not because I fuck around but because it makes my periods bearable. You did not just get me pregnant. I have not been with a man in years. Until an hour ago I was a lesbian."

Her hand had gone to my cock and by the time she finished her comments it was nicely erect. For the second time that evening she led me to her bed by my cock. This time it was woman on top. 

Her orgasms were plentiful, they hit her less than ten minutes apart and sometimes she had two or three in a row. I can control my second cum much better than the first so she had ample time for orgasms.

Once while she was between cums I complimented and thanked her for making me feel like a hero with all her orgasms. 

She said she had passed her personal best before we had finished our first session. 

"I had never had an orgasm with a man until tonight, (thank you), and had not had more than two or three with a woman but once and that four and the woman was your ex. I have already had at least ten, maybe fourteen tonight.

I don't do sixty-nines, I like to concentrate on what I am doing and on what is being done to me," she said.

"With a woman the orgasms stop when it is your turn to eat pussy".

My cock jumped in her pussy when she said that. She commented that I must be a fan of lesbian love.

I said that it was one of the few things that my ex taught me to appreciate.

"She ate pussy for you?" she asked as she resumed our fuck.

"Yes. When she had a job she brought co-workers home and made sure I caught them in the middle of sex. Most of her conquests enjoyed having an audience and I enjoyed watching their lovemaking."

"Did you join in?"

"Only in that sometimes I would fuck my wife as she ate pussy."

Carly had another orgasm; it was more intense than most.

"I see that is a fantasy of yours."

"Yes, but until now I was the girl getting her pussy licked. Now I want to be in the middle."

I quickly rolled her over on her back and started fucking her hard. As I plowed away she had one long orgasm that peaked as I again filled her pussy with my cum. 

Exhausted I slid to one side of her and found the covers. I covered us up, turned off the lamp and cuddled to her. Strangely enough I heard her sob as I hugged her to me.

I had slept about four hours when I felt her on my chest. She was rubbing her pussy from my nipples to my pubic hair leaving a trail of pussy juice on my body. She was masturbating with my body.

I circled her ass with my arms and brought her pussy to my mouth. She was apparently very close to an orgasm because it hit less than ten seconds after my mouth covered her pussy. Less than a minute later she was sound asleep in my arms.

I had no idea what time it was when I awoke, only that there was bright daylight, I was on my stomach and Carly was rubbing her naked body on my back and ass.

She was the first woman to rub her nude body on mine and I really, really loved it.

"Good morning. Breakfast is almost ready," she said as she kissed my neck.

"I can tell, " I said as I quickly rolled her onto her back.

Her mild protestations ended quickly as my lips clamped on her clit. 

It took me less than three minutes to set her off and before her orgasm ended I rammed my cock into her. Carly's next orgasm started before the first one was through which was good because I lasted less than three minutes myself.

"Animal!" she said as she held me in place with her arms and legs.

I slowly extricated myself but before I got out of bed I did something I had never done before, I kissed her cum filled pussy.

She shuddered and moaned. 

"Sheesh you're easy, I told her.

I got whomped with a pillow so I quickly retreated to the bathroom.

"You can use my toothbrush," she said as she walked into the bathroom and caressed my ass as I pissed. She turned on the shower and stepped in.

I quickly brushed my teeth then walked into the shower with her. I think we surprised each other in that we managed to get clean with minimal hanky-panky. 

Well, not so minimal, I kissed her from the back of her thighs, to her ass and up to her neck as she washed her hair. 

Her orgasm as I circled her pussy lips with the tip of my tongue, (from behind, another first for both of us), made her get shampoo in her eyes. 

After she flushed them with water I licked them. She could not decide if that was gross or sexy so I did it again. She decided it was gross so I did it again and had my ass slapped hard for my efforts.

Carly washed my cock carefully and did something she had never done; she put a cock in her mouth. She kissed and licked it and sucked it a little but took it out when she felt it begin to pulse.




Felicity Ch. 08



As she kissed me she said, "If I ever give a cock a blowjob yours is the cock that will get it."

We kissed and caressed but eventually left the shower.

We ate breakfast naked, microwaved biscuit and sausage,and microwaved home fries, which indicated to me that she might have limited culinary skills. 

Her hand strayed to my cock often while my hand seemed to have a tit in it most of the time.

"When do you need to go to work?"

"Soon. How did you know I needed to go to work?"

"You are the most junior. Will you feel like a symphony concert and Vietnamese food tonight?'

I loved that smile

"Yes, but bring a change of clothes and your own toothbrush. It is going to be obvious to my neighbors something is going on when they see you walk out wearing a suit. You are my first male visitor and that will confuse the neighbors as it is."

We cleaned up the dishes and went to the bedroom to dress. The bed looked like a sex war zone.

"You made a mess," I said as I pointed to the bed.

"We made a mess together, smarty. Don't worry. I have plenty of sheets."

As she dressed in a very nice sundress I noticed that she did not wear a bra and I asked her if she ever did.

"With some blouses and some dresses I do but as you noticed I do not need to wear one, I have no tits."

"Then what are those things on your chest that I have been playing with that give you orgasms?"

"I want to thank you for that. You were the first to adore them and take me there. They told me to tell you that anytime you want them they are yours."

Just before we stepped out the front door we gave each other our cell phones and programmed our numbers in. 

We made sure the neighbors got the right impression when we shared a deep kiss on her driveway before getting into our cars.

Apparently our Friday night had not been a one-night stand.

I was OK with that.

It was two on a Saturday afternoon and I was replaying my previous night and morning with Carly in my mind. I was starting to think she was the only good thing to come out of my marriage. I had just awakened from a nap and was absentmindedly playing with my dick when my cell phone rang. It was Carly.

I answered her call and she said, "I need you to come to my house early. You need to fuck me before we go out tonight and I need to tell you about my confrontation with my boss over your ex's photos. Bring your clothes for tonight and tomorrow. Hurry. Bye."

Good news, (hurry up and fuck her), bad news, (confrontation with boss)? Why would a confrontation with her boss make her horny?

I threw together a toiletries bag and a gym bag with underwear and socks and the next day's clothes. I grabbed the hangers with my clothes for our concert that night and in less than twenty minutes I was on my way to Carly's. 

She greeted me at the door wearing only a t-shirt. She helped me put my stuff away then removed her shirt and jumped into bed. It took me ten seconds to get as naked as she was and jump into bed with her. We lay on our sides and kissed as she draped a leg over my hip and urged my cock into her pussy. As soon as she was satisfied we were fully coupled she allowed herself a deep sigh.

'You wont believe how much I have wanted you in me all day. I am stunned by that fact myself; it is a weird thing for a lesbian to want. 

There have been just two cocks in me before, the first was at a graduation party from high school and the second was at the graduation party from the university. Neither was memorable except for some pain and discomfort and they convinced me that all men are selfish pigs. 

Your cock is bigger than the others but you made sure I did not hurt and made sure I had an orgasm. In fact you have already given me more orgasms total than anyone has ever given me in a month. I hope you will not tire of me too soon, I love making love with you."

She gave me a soft kiss and said, "Thank you; you can fuck me now."

I rolled her onto her back and fucked her with slow, deliberate strokes as I rained kisses on her. Just as she was about to cum I stopped and kissed her softly until her breathing returned to normal then I resumed my slow fuck. I wanted a monumental orgasm from Carly. I wanted her at the edge of the cliff until she could fly. 

I put off answering the question as to why that was so important to me.

It took about thirty minutes but I had her gasping for air as she tried to fuck me harder from under my body. I stopped completely until I felt her level of frustration reach a peak then fucked her hard and fast. Her orgasm was spectacular. Her body went into spasms as she screamed louder than such a small woman seemed capable of doing. She squirted.

It took her about five minutes to recover and I resumed fucking her slowly, gently. She groaned and told me she couldn't handle another orgasm. She wanted me to cum in her, now! 

I stopped, kissed her deeply, and without taking another stroke filled her pussy with my cum. I felt her pussy grab my cock as she plunged into another orgasm. She may have squirted again.

I rolled us to our sides and held her close as she started to softly sob. Soon she was asleep.

I was still kissing her softly when she awoke about ten minutes later. She beat my chest with her small fists then hugged me with surprising strength. I kept kissing her softly.

"We need to change the sheets," she said.

"We need to buy a new mattress, " I said.

She giggled and said, "I did not know I could do that, squirt. I am glad you were not completely grossed out but I am more than a little embarrassed. You need to promise me you wont take me there again."

"Sorry, no deal. I am very impressed with myself over it, that and the scream. I hope your bedroom has good sound insulation."

"I screamed?"

"Just a bit louder than a jet fighter."

She buried her face in my neck and sighed. We kissed and caressed until my cock made its involuntary exit from her pussy.

""OK, tell me what happened at work," I asked.

"Let's strip the bed first or I will really need to get a new mattress. The wet spot is getting cold anyway," she countered.

We stripped the bed and saw that the mattress was indeed wet so she got a towel and wiped over it and turned her ceiling fan on. We took our second shower of the day together with just kisses and minor groping that time. 

We wore towels to her kitchen and she handed me a beer and opened one for herself. We retreated to her sofa and she began to relate her strange day at work.

"You probably noticed that I took your ex's porn pictures to work in my briefcase. I had been in my office about twenty minutes when my immediate boss, Mrs. Wilkins, called me to her office. As soon as I got there she placed the two photographs of your ex and me on her desk and asked me why she would have gotten them in the mail. I asked her if she had gotten just two because she had sent you a whole stack of them. 

She was curious about the rest of the pictures and asked me to show them to her. I went to my office and got the stack but before returning to her office I took my panties off. 

I had noticed that Mrs. Wilkins was unconsciously playing with a nipple as she looked at the photo of your ex-wife licking my pussy. It dawned on me that she had not made any connection between the second photo and me. Her curiosity was about your ex. The picture had made her horny.

As I got to her office I stopped just outside her door and looked, the hand that had been at her tit was now below her desk. I assumed she was playing with her pussy and gave her a few seconds to get more deeply into it then walked in. I went directly to a spot behind her desk and slid the pictures out on it. Her reaction to the first picture, the one with your ex and four cocks, was not the same as mine had been, I was shocked but she was intrigued.

Her hand was still below her desk but I could not see where. I got the signal I needed from her when I put my hand on her shoulder and she turned her head to caress it with her cheek. I am sure she did not realize she had done that.

I sat across from her in a low chair and hiked my dress up high enough to allow her to almost get a peek at my pussy. Her eyes darted from the pictures to my thighs. The arm below her desk was moving slowly.

I told her that you thought you ex just wanted to get the last word in but let me keep the photos just in case there was another motive.

"Sending you only just those two pictures looks more like an invitation," I said to her. "She did come on to you when you met her if I remember correctly." That was true by the way, I am sure I was your ex's second choice.

I slid forward in my chair until I knew she could see my pussy and confessed that your ex had come on to me too and had in fact asked me to keep her company at a photo shoot. I told her we thought that was the photo shoot.

Mrs. Wilkins was not listening too well by that time as she was by then staring at my pussy and masturbating under her desk. She knew I knew what she was doing so she did not hold back on her orgasm.

I told her that your ex had us pegged correctly. She agreed with a sigh as she made herself somewhat decent. A tit had escaped the top of her dress and she left it out for my benefit.

She asked me if that was all the pictures and for some reason I lied. I told her there was one picture you kept that was not from the photo shoot. It had your ex on her knees in bed eating a pussy as you fucked her from behind. As I had guessed her moan told me that it was a fantasy of hers too.

I stood to leave and asked her if she needed anything else. She said no thank you and asked me to put all the pictures in my files, just in case. She kept the photo of your ex looking at the camera as she licked my pussy.

She walked me to the door and was about to say something about our tryst but I kissed her lips and her exposed tit and told her anytime. She told me to call her by her first name when we were alone, Dawn. 

She kissed me and squeezed my ass and told me to go home that she had a lot of work to do and would not be able to concentrate if she knew I was just down the hall."

Carly and I were fucking on her sofa by the time she finished her narrative. I managed to hang on until she had a nice orgasm.

"I take it you don't mind that I now have a potential female lover."

"Not at all and I am looking forward to the time you coax her into helping you fulfill your fantasy. You may promise her I will not touch her."

"I would not be upset if you fucked her. No, really"

I had given her a "Yeah, right" look. It seemed obvious to me that she would not stop me but would be hurt by it.

"And I would not be upset if when it came to be her turn to fulfill the fantasy her husband fucked you," I said as I returned her lie.

"The only cock I will ever want is the one that's in my pussy now and that is only because it is attached to you."

We were not twenty-four hours into our relationship and we had already promised to be faithful, with the one possible exception just for her, Dawn.

We skipped the third shower of the day and enjoyed our Saturday night date. When we returned to her home we discovered that her bed was still wet so I grabbed my toiletries bag, threw her toothbrush in it and drove us to my house.

"What am I going to do for clothes tomorrow?" she asked.

"We will not be wearing clothes tomorrow."

"Oh."

She was very pleased to see that my home was just four miles away from hers.

We never did dress that Sunday until it was almost nine in the evening, mostly because she discovered I had a hot tub in my covered back porch and a large chaise lounger. Our only indoor fuck was that morning. She wore only one of my t-shirts home that night.

When we got there we discovered that her mattress had acquired an unpleasant odor. I told her to get what she needed for work for a couple of days and follow me home, that she needed time to give her next mattress purchase consideration.

She agreed and took home what she thought she needed. That night we valiantly tried for one last fuck but fell asleep before it could be accomplished. Having her fall asleep in my arms was more than enough of a consolation prize.

The next morning we carpooled to work and we learned that taking the HOV lane was much less nerve wracking than the freeway lanes. Her downtown office was just two blocks from mine. The only problem with our new morning routine was that our goodbye kisses in the underground garage tended to get out of hand. 

Two weeks later Carly had most of her stuff in my house and we still had not shopped for a mattress. 

Six weeks later Carly was promoted the corporate law division. It was an up three steps promotion for Carly. Her specialization had been corporate and copyright law in the first place. The firm had hired her knowing that position would be open and hired her to the only position they had open. Crappy divorce cases fell to someone else. 

Dawn had been promoted too making her and Carly equals The one downside for them was that her and Dawn's new digs prevented easy access to each other. Their new offices were on different floors.

That problem was partially solved the following weekend after we went out on a double date with Dawn and her husband. We celebrated their promotions with an unusual foursome; it involved two women and one man at a time. 

Dawn's husband Dave and I were relieved to see that our women were safe from each other. We in fact loved being in bed with our respective ladies as the woman being fucked ate their pussy. We had helped things along with kisses and tit nibbles. 

One of their colleagues named Lupe told Dawn and Carly about a nice place for dining and dancing, Dawn suggested we give the place a try. After dinner and a couple of dances the ladies insisted we go out to the balcony. They led us to a very dark section of the area, sat on the wall bordering a planter, bared their naked pussies and told us to fuck them. Dave appeared to be a bit reluctant but saw that Dawn was super-horny so he quickly followed instructions. Carly and I were already in mid-fuck.

The place became one of our favorite Saturday nightspot that evening. 

Carly's appetite for pussy diminished as her dependency on my cock increased. We did continue to go dining and dancing at our favorite place but all of her trips to the balcony were for the express purpose of fucking me. We became voyeurs and we would often stay out there to watch others fuck and eat pussy. When invited to do so Carly did briefly lick and kiss pussy but that was rare.

Carly and I became content with just being with each other. Many people thought we were married. Neither of us corrected that impression.

Carly and I had been living together in my house for nine months and we had just agreed that delaying the sale of her townhouse was silly. We both knew our relationship had no expiration date. Her townhouse had nothing left in it she wanted. 

Carly was still pretty helpless in the kitchen. Until we started living together her diet was take-out and frozen foods. She was a whiz with the microwave. 

I liked exploring different restaurants and different cuisines and I soon had Carly hooked on that. We would return to some of our favorites often but at least twice a week we would go to a restaurant we had never tried before. Our metropolitan area had over five thousand restaurants so we were never going to be without a choice.

Saturday was date night. I took us to the theater district at least once a month for a play, musical, or concert. We went to an opera. We went to baseball games and outdoor rock concerts. At least once a month it was for dinner and dancing at our favorite place. 

We were now alone when we went there as our original companions had found a more ribald place for their Saturday nights. We accompanied them once but left early, it turned out it was a swingers club.

When Carly saw a woman grab my cock she grabbed her hand and firmly said, "No!"

"If you are not going to share why are you here?" the woman asked.

"Good question," Carly said as she took my hand and led us out the door.

She spent the next week apologizing to me about the incident. She thought she should have given me the opportunity to see what was available. She should have given me the opportunity to enjoy the groping. She said she had no right to stop me from anything. 

I told her I was just happy she had not broken that woman's nose.

Carly seldom had a pussy to eat. She did not appear to greatly miss them. She still had my permission to partake anytime we were together but she had only invited two women to our bed for her "in the middle" treats. She seemed to worry that the women may ask for my services too so it had been a while since the last threesome.

Every third Sunday or so she would take a quick trip to her hometown down the coast and visit with family. She had not asked me to accompany her and I assumed she had not told anyone about us. I knew one of those trips was to be a bridesmaid at a wedding.

One Sunday afternoon she said, "Honey, my cousin Karen has asked me to be the maid of honor at her wedding. She said I would be the token lesbian in her entourage."

Even though she said that with a giggle I was a bit upset over that. "Isn't that an affront?"

"Not in my family. I have a lesbian aunt, two lesbian cousins and one gay cousin you have already met. Two of my aunts are definitely bisexual and at least two girl cousins are too. Hell, I suspect my sisters Andrea and Sue eat pussy on occasion. And I know I am not the only lesbian in her entourage."

"Then your answer should be yes even though you would be doing it under mostly false pretenses."

"True. I wonder how scandalized they would be if they saw me right now."

Right now was sitting across my hips with my cock buried in her pussy as she recovered from her umpteenth orgasm.

"Would you mind coming with me?"

I saw that she had to screw up her courage to ask. I also saw she wanted me to say yes.

"No, of course. I will enjoy causing confusion among your family and friends."

"Maybe I should warn them."

"No, no. Wait until they ask. Then tell them I am a male escort you hired for the occasion."

"That is preposterous, borderline outrageous. I'll do it. This is going to be fun."

She slid down my body and slurped my cock into her mouth. She loved sucking my dick but panicked when she thought I was about to cum in her mouth. I of course would never do that, as I knew that if it ever happened she would never put my cock in her mouth again. Thankfully she did trust me and "blowjob practice" had become a regular part of our lovemaking.

She had promised me that she would keep practicing and had set a goal of swallowing my cum at least once. Carly had assured me that it would probably take no more than five years.

In the meantime she sucked my dick until I was close then mount me and fuck me until my sperm filled her pussy. During her periods she would finish me with a handjob. 

That afternoon she loved my cock as tenderly as a woman could love a cock. She had been at it for at least twenty minutes and I was coming close and told her so. She raised her head and said, "I love you," and again slipped my dick between her lips. She was going to let me cum in her mouth.

Suddenly it was my turn to panic. Just before my first salvo I lifted her to me and kissed her lips as my cock erupted on her tummy, her pubic hair, and finally in her pussy. 

After I was done she looked at me quizzically. "Why did you stop me?" she asked.

It took me a while to put my thoughts together and then it became clear to me.

"Because I love you," I said. 

It was the first time I had said "I love you" to her. 

For men saying so out loud is a form of surrender and men are taught to never surrender. 




Felicity Ch. 08



Carly had told me she loved me many times and each time she did I had the urge to raise the white flag but fought it off. I knew it was a stupid thing to do each time I did it but that is what men do.

"I love you," I said as I kissed her softly.

Carly buried her face in my shoulder and quietly sobbed for a few moments. I sat us up and carried her to the shower with my cock still buried in her pussy, an oft-repeated task. We cleaned up each other as usual but there was no play, no groping. What we needed was to just hold and touch each other.

We stepped out and after we dried off we changed the linens on our bed. We went to the kitchen and I brewed some coffee for us. She sat on my lap as we waited on the coffee. We kissed.

After we prepared our cups we sat face-to-face and just looked at each other in wonder. "Why did you stop me?" she asked again in a soft voice.

"Because I love you," I repeated in a soft voice. "We already know you will not like it. I knew you were going to do it because you wanted me to know how much you love me. I stopped you because I wanted you to know how much I love you."

Well damn, I had made her cry. I felt helpless. 

She suddenly lost her mind. She jumped on my lap and with a deep groan bit the hell out of my shoulder then shuddered and cried loudly as she tried to fuse our bodies into one. I just held her to me. 

After most of her emotional storm had passed I picked her up and walked us to my recliner in the living room and plopped us down, another very common event. We kissed at times but mostly we hugged, sometimes fiercely so.

"Where do you want to go on our honeymoon?" I asked.

"Are we getting married?" she asked somewhat incredulously.

"I though we already were. Sorry about that."

I reached into the end table drawer and pulled out a small velvet bag. I took out a diamond engagement ring and slipped it on her finger. "So, where do you want to go on our honeymoon?"

She again bit my shoulder, tried to break my ribs with her embrace and almost reached my liver with her tongue. She started crying again.

Damn, I wished I would stop doing that to her. I held her to me until that emotional storm passed. Several times as she calmed she held out her hand and looked at her ring, kissed me with ferocity, then allow her sobs to overwhelm her again. Eventually she managed one word.

"Rome," she said amid soft sobs as she kissed my tears from my cheek.

The ring had been in that drawer for over six weeks. I had debated with myself often over whether I actually wanted to be married or just keep our relationship were it was. The incident had made things crystal clear.

Carly and I had been living together for a year and had become engaged several weeks before. It was now time for me to meet her family. Her cousin's wedding was four days away.

Carly schooled me on her family tree. I had until the rehearsal dinner so I had time to put names and faces together.

Carly said, "My family is predominantly female and redhead. In fact if you see a redheaded woman in any of the three coastal counties we are scattered throughout they are probably MacDuff. 

Most are teachers with a smattering of lawyers and artists. Mom's name is Martha and is one of five sisters; she is the oldest but never even hint you know that. She is a retired schoolteacher but has been conned into the interim superintended of schools position. No one is looking for her permanent replacement.

I am one of four sisters, the youngest one. Andrea, the oldest, she will likely be there. We will not mention our relief that her slime ball husband died in a plane crash. 

Rhonda, my hero, is a lawyer and works in Washington but she loves Karen and said she would try to make it. She is madly in love with a guy named Jack so we expect her to move back here or home some time soon. Sue just moved back home and will be there, she just filed for divorce. She is a teacher.

You know Allen (the king of the theater district), and met my cousins, Helen, (a teacher), and Clara, (a lawyer); the four of us are the only ones that live in The City. 

I love all of my extended family dearly but of all my cousins I am closest to Karen, she is my age We are the babies of the lot."

Carly printed the family tree complete with pictures for me. I thought it was easy, there were just twenty five names on the chart and I already knew four, Carly, Helen, Clara, and Allen. Carly had put herself in the chart so I would know which was her mother and her sisters.

Then I turned the chart over and there were thirty three more names and pictures. They were the people considered family that I was likely to meet. They were Black, Asian, Hispanic and mixed races on that chart.There were also a lot of blondes.

Carly told me that she would get them t-shirts with their names on it to help me out.

I had learned that Carly was a very organized sex maniac. In fact everything she did in her life had always been carefully planned, except for me. She blamed me for the sex maniac persona she did not possess before she met me.

I said, "You are welcome." 

I did assume that the name on shirts part was a joke.

I joined her at her seaside hometown of Felicity, Texas three days before the wedding. Carly seemed nervous and confessed that her family was a bit rambunctious and insisted that didn't mean they were bad people.

I had memorized her extensive family tree, however the fact that most of the women were small freckle-faced redheads had me consulting my cheat sheet at times. I eventually matched faces with tits and freckle numbers and that helped. 

Carly had an uncle who died before she was born, Allen's dad. Two sons of Wendy had died as kids. 

Allen, Bobby, and James were the only guys among sixteen girl cousins and aunts. Bobby had always lived at least a hundred miles and now lived a thousand miles away so it was basically James and Allen against a horde of redheaded women. I felt their pain. 

In her family her sister Andrea had more than her share of the breast allowance among the sisters. A similarly endowed sister of Karen confused me for a few moments until I saw that her breasts had been recently purchased. Her Aunt Wendy had magnificent tits.

Carly's tits were the smallest of the sister's breasts but she already knew that her tits and I loved each other dearly and their size was of no concern.

We set our ruse in motion before the rehearsal dinner when Carly introduced me to Karen as her escort. Karen's eyes widened and she gave me a kiss on the cheek.

She whispered, "Are you two dating?"

"Of course not. I am just here for appearances sake."

Karen kissed my cheek again and said, "Right," then gave Carly a ferocious hug and a kiss right on the lips.

Carly did not seem surprised by the kiss on the lips nor that Karen had immediately seen through our ruse. 

Carly introduced me to the groom, Mike, as a mafia enforcer named Luigi and explained she had hired me to make sure he understood that Karen's hurts would be his hurts. 

Mike smiled and shook my hand while saying, "Likewise I'm sure," as he smiled at Carly. 

Either we were doing a bad job of acting or Karen had told him who I was, or rather what I was. It did occur to me that Carly and I probably should stop holding hands.

Before Carly got a chance to introduce me to her mother Martha the woman had me in a tight embrace. She eventually released me and embraced her daughter, then walked away while holding back tears.

Carly got frustrated and got everyone's attention.

"I have an announcement to make. This man is a hired escort, no more. He is costing me a lot of money."

Her aunt Wendy raised her hand and said to me, "I'll give you a hundred dollars more than she is giving you." She then turned to her boyfriend, Mike's father, and said. "Honey, give me a hundred dollars."

Carly and I gave up amid the laughter and we kissed, to a round of applause. Carly reached into her purse and handed me her engagement ring and I slid it onto her finger with another kiss. She had not worn it on her trips home of course, we had a ruse to pull. Unsuccessfully.

Carly said, "Everyone, this is my fiancé Jimmy."

Everyone came to me with big grins to shake my hand and kiss me. I felt guilty for stealing the bride and grooms spotlight but Karen was the happiest one at the turn of events. She kept her hug of Carly going for several minutes. 

Carly did the obligatory walk around the room to show off her ring. I was glad I had chosen it that particular one, it looked like a ring I would have given her two hundred years before. Perhaps I had. It was elegant with a nice diamond flanked by four small emeralds. Sometimes when the light was just right the diamond would get an aura of green from the emeralds. Carly loved it.

Her very pregnant cousin Connie hugged and kissed Carly then said, "Big deal, I did it first," then kissed her again.

Carly explained as she hugged Connie, "I will be the second lesbian in the family to get married. These are her second and third kids she is carrying, girls of course," Carly said as she rubbed Connie's tummy. 

"Her husband is the guy with the beard, Joe. We love him. Her brother Bobby is the one that looks like a movie star. Her virtual sister Teri is the prettiest woman in the room.

The small lady that seems to be everywhere at the same time is their Mother, Aunt Allison, She is gay and a troublemaker and I adore her. I wish she lived closer."

Connie said, "No you don't. She challenges normalcy." The cousins laughed and agreed. I decided I needed to know Allison better.

Most of the attendees came by to wish us well and to relate to me something embarrassing in Carly's past. After a few of those I pretended to take notes. Charlene seemed to have a whole closet full of those stories. Carly swatted her butt and told her to go away. The kiss they had shared told me a lot.

Her Aunt Wendy, her cousin Clara and her friends Jana and Shawna appeared to be of great importance to Carly so I made a mental note of that. Her reaction to Teri was odd and I took note of that too. Her love for Karen was palpable. At twenty-five they were the two youngest in the clan. They looked and acted like sisters.

Her cousin Allen came to us and swore he had not said anything to anyone. "But I did not have to," he said. "As soon as you two walked in everyone knew, they could see the bond between you and your plan had no chance."

Allen was the only member of her family that knew the extent of our relationship and had seen Carly wear her ring. We ran into him often on our Saturday night dates and we had spend nights at each other's homes. Allen was gay but about an hour after meeting him that bit of information became irrelevant. We had become good friends.

I had seen Clara just twice, both before we had become engaged. She had allowed our ruse to play out and was not surprised we were engaged.

The dinner arrived so we entered the dining area and found our seats. The evening proceeded down near normal lines until it was time for the speeches. 

The father of the groom, Jim, thanked his son for giving him the perfect daughter. (Applause.) Then praised him for having the intelligence to eventually realize that the love of his life was right in front of him. Eventually. (Laughter.)

"I raise my glass to both of you," he said. "I would wish you happiness but that would be redundant." (Cheers.)

The mother of the bride, Maureen, (everyone called her Mo), then stood and asked the audience, "Raise your hand if you did not see this coming almost a year ago. Anyone?" Laughter spread around the room as not one hand was raised until Mike timidly raised his to great laughter. 

"The ladies know that men are very slow to understand the most important thing in life so Mike can be forgiven, but my daughter? She knew. I told her to just slap him around until he understood who she was, but nooo, she made all of us wait."

Laughter and good-natured booing followed that remark. Karen pleaded for mercy.

"By the way, slapping him into awareness would be a good thing for another unnamed redhead to do."

Everyone looked at Amanda. Her boyfriend Rick blushed brilliantly. A small redhead, (Helen?) punched him in the shoulder for which she got applause.

Mo resumed, "Karen, Mike, I could not be happier for you. In fact, I could not be happier for me."

She then shouted, "Wendy, we have a son."

Wendy flew into her arms and both shed happy tears then ran to Mike and kissed him hard.

I looked to Carly for an explanation but saw tears streaming out of her eyes. All five of the older sisters and all their daughters were in tears. So was Allen. I decided to ask later.

Mo embraced her daughter and concluded with, "I love you." 

Cheers followed as she returned to her seat.

Mike stood and thanked everyone for coming. Then looking at Wendy and Mo he said, "Mom, Mom, I love you."

He waited for the wave of emotion to recede and continued. He thanked Karen for waiting. "Have I mentioned that I am madly in love with her?" he asked.

A chorus of "Yes," answered his question. After the chuckles and giggles died down he continued. "First of all I want to thank my Dad. Not just for the fine eight foot Boa constrictor he is giving us as a wedding present....."

Gasps and horrified laughter interrupted him; Karen dropped her head in mock dismay.

"Not just that but he also paid for this evening's fine meal." Applause and raised glasses to his father joined his thanks.

"Most of all I want to thank him for making me aware of who Karen was. He urged me to just hold her hand, just hold it. He knew that once I did I would never let go. He was right," Mike said as he lifted his hand to show everyone her hand was in his.

"Thank you Dad, I love you."

Applause and cheers followed as Mike gave Karen a long kiss. His father had a string of people gave him handshakes and pats on the back until Mo ran to him and gave him a serious kiss that lasted until her sister Wendy swatted her butt. 

It took a while for the guests to settle down but eventually it was the bride's turn.

She tapped a glass with a knife and said, "I have an announcement to make. I am getting married." 

Her mother piped up and said, "It's about freaking time."

An effeminate male voice said, "Don't do it honey. I know where there are a lot of sailors." That urging had come from Allen. He had used his "queen" voice. 

Big laughter followed Allen's remark as Karen pretended to be considering his suggestion. 

Karen continued, "Be that as it may I want to thank all of you for your attendance, it wasn't compulsory you know."

Her mother said, "It wasn't?" as she pretended to get ready to leave.

"Oh, sorry. For you it was."

"No it wasn't," her Aunt Allison said from her seat.

"Amen to that," added Martha.

"Go ahead and go home," it's past your bedtime anyway," Wendy said.

"Now girls, play nice," Karen said in her best school teacher voice. Mo stuck her tongue out at her sisters and said to her daughter, "Go on honey."

"Yes baby, ignore your Old Aunts," Aunt Amanda said. 

"Aunt Amanda is the youngest of the sisters and takes every opportunity to rub it in," Carly whispered to me.

Karen resumed her speech after Amanda graciously accepted all four sisters' middle finger regards.

"Thank you," Karen said ignoring the rude gestures. "I would first like to thank Jungle Jim's Pet Shop for providing tonight 's dinner. Don't think about that too much."

"Mikes father's pet shop," Carly explained amid the laughter.

"I would also like to thank my soon to be father for the charming reptile he gifted to us. We in fact brought him here tonight for you to meet but we do not seem to be able to find him."

"Her," Mike corrected.

Nervous laughter followed those remarks.

"I would certainly like to thank my bridesmaids for keeping my mother and her coven, er, sisters from killing each other these last few weeks. But Carly honey, telling us that you could make it look like an accident didn't help."

Big laughs for that line as Carly assumed a look of disappointment. 

After the room quieted down Karen looked at Mike's father and said, "Dad, I want to thank you for Mike, for loving him and guiding him to become the man he is, the man that I love.

(Applause for Mike's father). He seemed to be holding back tears. I later learned that it had been the first time Karen had called him Dad. I already knew he would be the one walking her down the aisle.

"Mom, I should have listened to you. I know that I say it way too often but I also know how much you love to hear it. You knew it was Mike before I knew it. Heck, most of you knew it was Mike before I did. I guess I will always prefer to discover things on my own. Mom, thanks for telling me where to look. I love you."

(Cheers for Karen's mother.)

"Aunt Martha, Aunt Allison, Aunt Wendy, Aunt Amanda, Mom. Thanks for everything. It is going to be the event of the season, however it turns out.

Carly, Clara, Rhonda, it is nice all of you are here in case anyone needs legal representation."

There was an ominous stirring among the ladies.

"In conclusion,..."

"It's about time," shouted Martha.

"Quiet you old witch," followed from Amanda.

"Look whose calling somebody a witch, you witch," from Wendy.

"Can't we all just get along? asked Allison sarcastically.

Maureen just stood and gave her sisters the finger.

"You better duck out," Carly said to me as the bickering between the sisters escalated.

Suddenly, from out of nowhere, all the ladies produced small cream pies and they were soon flying through the air. Carly got her mother on her breasts and gracefully dodged a missile form her Aunt Wendy only to get a perfect face shot from Karen. I joined the rest of the men in slinking out of the room and we made it out unscathed except for Allen who got hit squarely in the butt with a missile.

"Well, now everyone will believe me when I say I have a sweet butt," he quipped.

We laughed our way to the bar. I got better acquainted with every one of the guys and decided I liked them all. James and I cleared most of the cream pie off Allen's butt and as thanks he promised to lick whatever flavor pie was on our ass when needed. James gave him a swat with the towel amid the laughter. 

Someone asked Jason, the last to join the family and a professional photographer, why he was not in there taking pictures. 

He laughed and asked, "Would you go in there?" After we all confessed we were too cowardly for that he added, "James and I set up cameras that are taking pictures every thirty seconds. We will have ample blackmail opportunities from this."

We thanked them profusely.

Bob, Charlene's husband, asked Jim, "Where is Mike?"

His father answered, "Under the table, he is Karen's ammo belt. Most of the ladies have about ten pies. Karen has about twenty-five. She figured that since she is the bride she was entitled. I just hope the ladies don't discover him."

A few minutes and a lot of laughs later we saw a snowman walk towards the bar. Mike had been discovered and had paid dearly for it. He had cream pie all over him. The bartender threw him a towel as we all rocked with laughter. His Dad handed him a beer and said, "You're not getting in my car."

"What's going on in there now Mike?" I asked.

"They are in the hugs and kisses part of the evening. Aunt Wendy is passing out towels and Carly is passing out "Great Pie War Survivor " t-shirts. They should be out soon."

Sure enough a wall of laughter approached us and we were amazed to see that they were all nearly presentable. They were wearing their special t-shirts so we could not see the damage to their clothing and their faces and arms looked clean. Their hair however bore witness that they had been in a war. As promised Carly had each ladies name printed on the back of their shirts for me although by then it was pretty much unnecessary. 




Felicity Ch. 09



Monday, November 25, 2013

Chapter 9. Edie and Allen

They were both somewhat tall and lanky. Each seemed to be forever smiling. They were both in their late twenties.

He was the set designer for both the opera and ballet companies, which shared the same venue. She was second violin for both the opera and ballet orchestras.

Both were gay.

Even though they knew who the other was and orbited the same world they did not personally know each other. That changed after a late summer rehearsal. The season's first opera was a few short weeks away and Allen spent a Wednesday overseeing the erection of the sets while Edie and the orchestra rehearsed the score.

Late that afternoon Allen was painting over the scratches and nicks that inevitably occur when a set is first erected and moved, he though he was alone.

Suddenly an absolutely gorgeous violin air drew his complete attention. It was coming from the orchestra pit. He put his paintbrush down and walked over to it and lay on the floor with his head over the edge and listened.

Allen often picked someone or something to watch for a period of a few days. It was just a quirk but he had made some interesting discoveries doing that. He had done that all of his life.

Edie had been his subject for two weeks. He had yet to notice that was more than twice as long as he had spent on any of his other subjects. It was Edie playing the air.

When she was finished Allen asked what it was she was playing. 

She thought she was alone too and was startled by his voice.

"You scared me half to death! Don't do that," she said.

"Sorry. I was doing some repairs up here and heard that beautiful piece and wondered what it was."

"Thank you but it's just a doodle, nothing special."

"It certainly was special, you better write it down before you forget or I will turn you in to the muse as a very selfish person."

"Come on, it was not that good."

"It was better than good, it was mesmerizing. It made me want to hug the air the notes were flying though."

Edie giggled and said, "That is the best piece of malarkey anyone has thrown at me. Thanks."

"You are welcome although it was not malarkey. You know, you are only the second person to say that word to me."

"Malarkey?"

"Yes, a rare word indeed. How did it end up in your vocabulary?

"My grandfather told me it was more ladylike than bullshit."

"Ah, a wise man indeed. My grandfather told my cousins to say malarkey too but one prefers cow hockey and two prefer bullshit.

He told me to go ahead and say bullshit so there would not be any misunderstanding. Listen, since I threw such a fine piece of non-malarkey to you could you reward me by playing the doodle again?"

"I'll try."

Edie began to play and though some passages were the same it was clearly not the same piece.

They both groaned and Allen said, "Oh no, you lost it. Aoede will be pissed."

" Who is Aoede?"

"The Muse of Song, one of my favorite goddesses."

"Maybe you can get her to help me a little. I am having problems with the score. Believe it or not I have never played it before. In fact I have never seen it"

"La Boheme?" Really?" Oh wait, that's right. You can't see a damn thing from down there. I have a DVD of it from the La Scala Company. I will bring it to you tomorrow."

"Thanks, that would be nice," Edie said as she packed up to leave. "I am going to be late for a date thanks to your very fine malarkey."

"Oboist?" Allen asked.

"How did you know that?"

"I have watched her hitting on you the last two weeks. Will there be a video?" 

Edie laughed and gave him the finger.

Somewhere in the space between Edie and Allen the Goddess Klotho, the spinner of the thread of life, was exchanging high fives with her sister the Goddess Aoede.

Allen resumed his repairs of the set with a smile. That had been his most pleasant conversation with a woman in a long time. 

A few minutes later he stopped and closed his eyes. In his head he heard Edie's entire doodle clearly. He rushed to the office and transcribed it. 

He was missing a bridge. 

Allen knew that it never helped for him to wrack his brain trying to remember anything. The memory would come when it was ready.

Edie went home and got ready for her date. She was distracted by her run-in with Allen. She of course knew all about him she thought. He was a fast rising artist that was reputed to be an expert in all facets of the arts. Some thought he was a genius. 

She had heard that Allen was the first set designer in memory to be admired by his crew, or at least they were not actively plotting to murder him. He treated everyone the same friendly courtesy from the artistic director to the big donors to the carpenters and stagehands. He was reputed to be gay but Edie could not remember anything that would confirm that.

Edie thought he was very good looking, for a man.

Edie had been looking forward to her date that Wednesday night. She was puzzled that it had suddenly become an afterthought.

Allen went home and immediately searched for the La Boheme DVD, found it and placed it on the table by the door so he would not forget it. 

He got ready for his own date, a date he no longer wanted. 

For him the relationship he had carried with his counterpart at the Music Hall had died from lack of interest several weeks before. Allen was sure that he knew that too.

Allen called him and cancelled the date. By the time they finished their conversation they both understood there were not going to be any more dates. It occurred to Allen that the guy sounded as relieved as he was. They did thank each other, it had been nice while it lasted and that had been eight months, a record for Allen.

He was dressed and free for the night. He was not aware of where he was going until he was parking his car at the most popular lesbian nightspot in town.

He had many friends in there of course and because he was alone many asked about his relationship.

He replied that his relationship had been sent out to live on a farm. 

As soon as he said that one of the guys grabbed his hand and pulled him to the dance floor.

There were gay men in the club each night and they tended to be the more effeminate types, including some very passable transvestites. At times there were some bisexual couples looking for an adventurous woman and/or transvestite to take home. There usually were some straight couples there, most accompanied by a gay friend. It was a fun place.

Allen was a perfectly straight looking and acting male with no outward signs of his sexual orientation unless he wanted to show it. 

He had a very fine "queen" persona that he at times used for the amusement of others, and himself. He was a very handsome redhead who dressed well and pretty much got what or who he wanted. He was at ease in any setting, including a lesbian club.

Allen loved to dance and was good at it. He danced with perhaps eight women and two other guys even though he dismissed any chance of an adventure that night. 

It was late in the evening when he again felt himself dragged to the dance floor. 

It was Edie.

Edie somehow knew he would be there and had insisted on stopping by on the way to her date's house. 

It was while Edie and her date were eating dinner that she mentally absorbed what Allen had said to her that afternoon.

He had watched the woman hit on her for two weeks. 

Allen had watched her. 

Before that thought got carried away she mentally added, or her date. 

Dancing with him was fun, she noted. It did not feel like a mating dance. She smiled at her sudden insight.

Allen and Edie tried ridiculous dance moves on each other and laughed and clowned their way through a long number. When the music paused Edie's date took her hand and danced with her. 

Allen waved at both girls and retreated to the bar. While he waited for the bartender it occurred to Allen that he was done for the night and simply left the club.

On the way home he stopped for a pastrami sandwich and a beer. He was home in bed before the clubs closed.

Before he fell asleep he denied to his brain that he had gone to the lesbian club in hopes of seeing Edie and that as soon as that was accomplished the rest of the evening did not matter.

Allen was and expert at lying to himself.

Edie was less successful at that. She knew she was done with her date before closing time and asked her date to take her home. She allowed kisses and some groping but as her date drove home that night she kept asking herself what she had done wrong.

Edie knew that had she taken her straight to her house they would be in the middle of passionate sex by now. She knew the night had changed when she danced with Allen. She did not know why.

The next Thursday morning started with a full run-through of act one. Everyone was very busy. Allen was sitting in a mid-orchestra seat making sure his sets did not overwhelm the performance but were still was an asset to the production. He was seated with his fellow ghouls, the sound director, the light director, the stage manager and their boss the artistic director. 

Stand-ins stood for the principal singers; the stars would not be coming in for another two weeks. The orchestra did not play. 

As usual for the first run-through there were many details to work out and the usual major disaster. For Allen it meant re-doing one corner of the first set because the lighting made the apartment colors look garish. He also had to come up with a way to provide more depth out of the apartment window. 

It was the first and last set in the opera and it had to look like a dilapidated bachelor pad. It moved easily and silently. Allen was mostly happy with it. He then walked up to the balcony seats and noted a small area over the window had not been painted. He made notes on that. He was still up there when the cafe set was brought out. He saw no problems and walked down.

However from the orchestra seats Allen saw the need to highlight some areas of the cafe and move a fountain to allow a coach to get by more easily during scene two. He made copious notes and drawings then went backstage to confer with his crews. He handed out their assignments and sent them home.

The shouting and movement on the stage had told him they were not going to be able to work on anything that day.

Allen was happy he was not the stage manager; he had a lot of people that seemed to have no clue where on stage they were supposed to be during the second scene. All players were members of the opera and dance academies run by the theater district and were supposed to be familiar with stage directions. They were not. 

The mezzo that would be playing Mussetta was not known for her calm demeanor. She would not be amused.

Allen was about to leave the opera house when he ran into Edie. He handed her the DVD he had brought for her and asked for her DVD of her previous night.

She laughed and said, "Believe me, there was nothing of any interest to record. You disappeared early last night, did you have a more interesting project waiting?"

"Yes, pastrami on rye."

"Oh, I love that place. I usually eat a corned beef sandwich there and take a Reuben home. That can last me a whole day. I have already run through their menu once."

"Aahh, a girl after me own heart," Allen said in an Irish brogue. Would you have time for a loud hamburger across the street? It is almost lunch time," he said.

"Sure, good idea."

Across the street was a Hardrock Cafe, hence the loud hamburger line. They talked and joked around and led the patrons through the chorus of some rock tunes.

Edie suddenly rushed out in a panic telling Allen, "I forgot the time, I have rehearsal now."

Allen suddenly realized that as he was coming out of the opera house Edie was going into the opera house for a rehearsal. His workday was done but hers was just starting.

Even though she had been early to work Edie knew she had no business accepting an invitation to lunch from him. She apparently liked his company but knew to keep her priorities straight. She forcefully kept the question about a possible change in her priorities out of her head.

Allen however refused to believe that she enjoyed being with him as much as he enjoyed being with her. In fact he refused to acknowledge he enjoyed her company. Denial was one of Allen's strengths.

Klothos smiled as she shook her head.

Allen stayed at the Hardrock for a while flirting with the manager who flirted back even though he was married and straight. They were friends. 

He was leaving the cafe when he saw Edie walking towards him.

She said, "There was pandemonium in there. We could not hear ourselves. Simon just looked at us, said, "Nine AM Monday," and left."

She had already secured her instrument in her car when she suddenly wondered if Allen was still at the cafe. She had hurried over and was glad to see he was. 

She had no idea as to what she would do or say if he was. He thankfully taken that problem away from her.

"So, you are suddenly free for the afternoon?"

"Well yes, I guess so."

Allen walked her to a cab and as they got in he told the cabbie, "The Ball Park, please."

Allen had seen Edie wear the team ball cap often and figured she would not mind. 

She was in fact very pleased indeed.

She wondered if she was on a date.

The ballpark was not far from the theater district but he took a cab because it was almost game time. They just made it for the first pitch. They chatted and cheered and learned a lot about each other. By the time their team's massacre was secured by the visiting team they were good friends.

After the game they walked back to the theater district and eventually to her car. Edie kissed Allen on the cheek and thanked him for a very good day.

As she drove away Edie thought to herself that even if it had not been a date she had still enjoyed it more than any she had recently.

As she drove away Allen said to himself, "Yes, it was a very good day." 

As he replayed the afternoon in his head he wondered if he had just hijacked Edie into a date. He blushed when it occurred to him he had done just that. He would apologize to her on Monday he vowed to himself.

It never crossed his mind to wonder why she had returned to the Hardrock.

Allen's mind was occupied on Friday morning as he and his crews put the finishing touches on the sets for act one of La Boheme and began the final construction for act two. 

He left for his hometown at noon and spent the weekend there at what turned out to be a rambunctious rehearsal dinner and fun wedding for one his favorite cousins. 

It did occur to him that Edie would have probably enjoyed his weekend too.

The following Monday Edie and Allen went out of their way to say good morning to each other. They "accidentally" ended up sharing a fried calamari appetizer at a Japanese restaurant across from the complex for lunch. They had each searched for each other after their work was done for the day but had not connected. 

Klotho had them thirty feet apart but looking for the other in the opposite direction in which they were. She thought that was funny.

Tuesday they made formal plans to meet for lunch and after work for a drink. They had chosen places that the members of the company frequented at those times so no one took notice.

Edie and Allen were using that excuse to justify their companionship; they were just following the gang.

It was at last Friday night but Allen did not seem to be able to drum up any interest in going out. Free weekend nights were rare for him so spending it at home was a major event in itself.

He decided to do some cooking as he played Puccini Without Words on his CD Player.

Edie had mentioned that she had plans for that Friday night but had hinted he would be welcome to join her. Allen had stopped listening when she said her Friday night was not free so had missed the hint. Not that he intended to ask her out or hope they would accidentally meet someplace, of course.

Klothos showed some frustration but Aoede kissed her cheek and smiled. She had a plan.

Allen lived in a renovated downtown hotel that had been converted into luxury condos. He would not have spent the money to live there if it had not been for his grandfather's best friend. He had inherited it from him. 

It was an easy walk to work for him above or below ground. Since he moved into the condo the downtown area had become a vibrant scene. He was very happy there.

His immediate neighbors were a gay couple to his left and a lesbian couple across from him. Both of the guys were chefs and they had gotten Allen hooked into the creative process in cooking. It was while staring at the pasta wondering how to finish it that the missing piece of Edie's doodle suddenly came to him. 

He paused to write it down and overcooked the pasta.

"A small price to pay," he said to himself as he threw the pasta away.

He also burned the rice while he was at his computer trying to figure out how to copyright that piece of music for Edie. He decided he would just dump that task on his cousins Carly's lap. She was a lawyer in a large firm and worked with copyrights. 

He had seen where a bit of arranging could extend Edie's air to about eight minutes. In his head he could hear a refrain and a coda. He knew it would be superb for a string quartet.

He now knew what he was going to give Edie for Christmas. He would take her to a premiere performance of her work. 

It did not come close to sink into Allen's head that he had just decided to take Edie on a date almost five months into the future and present her with an extravagant gift. It was too good an idea for him to bother with details.

Aoede fought back a tear as Klothos kissed her cheek.

Allen had ruined two dinners so he dressed, went to the buildings parking garage, got in his car and again drove himself to a pastrami sandwich and a beer. 

Edie was there. She was with an older woman and waved him over. He was introduced to her mother.

"I was wondering when you were going to get here," Edie said. "We were getting worried."

Allen was very quick witted and simply apologized and blamed a minor disaster at work. "Maybe we should not have skipped out from work to go shopping," he threw at Edie.

"It was your idea, don't blame me if your set disintegrates. I can get a note from my mother," she said smugly.

"Pretty please, one for me too," Allen begged her mother who did not seem to be able to control her giggles for a while as Edie and Allen continued their sparring.

Allen ate his corned beef sandwich, (Edie had talked him into one), while Edie and her mother Belinda shared a Reuben. 

It became apparent to Allen that Edie had claimed to her mother that she did indeed have male friends and even a quasi-boyfriend. Allen had become the quasi-boyfriend when he walked in.

He did not know that when Edie was making such claims it was him that she had in mind. The phone call she had supposedly made to him was to time and temperature. The time had been 8: 49 and the temperature was 79 degrees. 

At that exact time Allen was dumping his burnt rice.

Neither heard Klotho's nor Aoede's mischievous giggling at that exact moment.

For the rest of the evening Allen and Edie tried to trip each other up adding fictitious details to their relationship for the other to amend or embellish. Her mother laughed at the most outlandish claims but she bought the close friend/possible relationship part. That part rang true.

Allen had been with them for well over an hour when Edie's mother mentioned that she had always wondered about a nearby lesbian club she had heard about. Much to Edie's chagrin Allen piped up and while waving his car keys said he knew just where it was. 




Felicity Ch. 09



Allen knew that by that time on a Friday night there was little chance they could get in so Edie would not have to do any embarrassing explanations that evening.

As he drove by the place they could see that the line to get in went on forever and there was absolutely no place to park. 

Edie's mother sighed and said, "Well maybe another time."

"Tuesday nights are good I hear," Allen said to her. 

Almost immediately he felt Edie kick the back of his seat. 

Tuesday nights were the nights of specials for the theater district crowd.

"That's nice to know" Belinda said. "I will call Edie and tell her when I can make that trip. I guess for now I need to go home. 

Allen could you take Edie home for me? My drive home is in the other direction and it is late for old people."

"Sure, no problem," Allen said, "Since you have old people to attend to."

Edie and her mother laughed and praised his "truly inspired malarkey."

Before she got into her car she said to Allen, "I though Edie was fibbing when she told me about her "boyfriend" and I am glad to see it was not all imaginary. Yes I know you are not a couple but I also see you care about each other. That is good enough for me, for now."

Edie's mother softly kissed Allen on the cheek and whispered to him, "Please watch over my baby."

Allen kissed her cheek and whispered, "I already do."

After a big hug and kiss Edie and her mother reminded each other of their love. As Belinda drove away she saw that Allen and Edie were holding hands.

"Ah, a straw for me," Edie's mother giggled. "How sweet."

It had not been a straw for Edie's mother; neither Edie nor Allen realized they were holding hands until it was time to get in his car. When they released each other's hand they mentally decided they would not stop the other from holding their hand if they wanted to do so, It would be OK they told themselves, they would not really mind.

It was the best they could do.

"Where to," Allen asked.

Edie looked at her watch and said, "I have at least two more hours to burn. Drop me off at the club. I can take a cab home from there."

"Why do you have two hours to burn?"

"My housemate should be in the middle of a threesome about now. She requested three hours of privacy then I could go home and join them. I have no interest in that so I need to stay out a while longer."

"Interesting," Allen said. "Are you sure you want to go to the club? Even with the VIP pass you did not mention to your mother you have it will take you a while to get in and once in you will not be able to move. Come home with me. We can watch Boheme if the disk is still in your purse. And I have some sweet wine. I can take you home when you are sure the coast is clear."

"You promised Mom you would keep an eye on me didn't you?"

"Did not," Allen said. He knew he was not telling a lie. He had told her mother he already was. He was somewhat stunned to realize how true that statement was.

Edie smiled as they drove downtown. 

She wondered what the night would bring and decided anything at all would be fine with her.

Aoede placed her head on her sister's lap and hummed the melody that she gifted to Edie and Allen. Klotho smiled as she twisted their golden threads a bit tighter together.

Their first evening together did not go as either Edie or Allen expected. Of course since neither knew what to expect of the evening it was OK.

The one thing they had not considered at all was that they would have company.

As they neared his home from the deli restaurant they drove into a heavy rain. He had a parking garage that had an entrance directly into his building so he was not worried about it. When he opened his front door the first thing he saw was his cousin Carly wearing one of his t-shirts. Her hair was sopping wet. 

As he and Edie walked all the way in he saw her fiancé Jimmy in the kitchen apparently making hot chocolate. He was wearing one of Allen's gym shorts.

As was usual for her Carly jumped into Allen's arms and gave him a fierce kiss. She then introduced herself to Edie as Allen's former mistress. Jimmy came over and he and Allen did their air kiss thing and he introduced himself as Allen's former mistress. 

Edie could immediately see that they were family and introduced herself as Allen's future mistress, 

"At least for the press releases."

Carly was the only one to see Allen blush and smiled knowingly. She gave Edie a hug and whispered, "Good luck with that."

Edie was about to let go of an appropriate line but realized that Carly meant exactly what she said, leaving Edie speechless.

Carly was the only one to see Edie's blush.

Edie was surprised that Carly and Jimmy knew about her. Allen had mentioned her to them during the previous weekend when they attended a wedding. He had mentioned her several times, at length.

Jimmy and Allen went to the kitchen to brew up a bigger batch of hot chocolate and Carly joined Edie on the couch.

"Did people really throw cream pies at each other during the rehearsal dinner last week as he claims? Edie asked.

"Yes, but just the women," Carly answered. "It has become a tradition in my extended family. The women in our family do not always adhere to the standards of decorum and get a little wild at times. 

It started as a food-fight that erupted between Mom and my aunts during the rehearsal dinner of one of their dear friends who now that I think about it is now my aunt too. 

Anyway the dinner had just started but soon everybody was hurling food at everybody. It was a seafood dinner so most of the flying objects were fried shrimp and oysters, and lots of fries. Some caught what was thrown at them, ate half of it, and then threw the remains in the direction it came.

The men, (being the cowards that they are), slinked out of the room. By the time it ended all the women were laughing uncontrollably.

They all agreed it was the most fun any of them had in years.

Since then there have been wars of some kind at each rehearsal dinner. The weapons change but they all begin with an altercation between the sisters, Mom and my aunts. The men know to sneak out as soon as the verbal abuse begins although that did not help Allen last weekend. Before he left the room I ran after him and hit him squarely in the butt with a pie."

"Hmm. He omitted that part of the story," Edie said. "I am sorry I missed that. Maybe you can get me an invitation to the next one."

"Done. The next wedding is mine. Jimmy co-stars as the groom. Allen has an also starring in the role as best man. Now that I think about it you were probably going to be there anyway. How long have you been dating?"

Edie hesitated a bit then explained, "I don't think we are dating. We just seem to end up in the same places at the same time. Some wildly imaginative force is pushing us together."

Unseen in the room, Klotho, the weaver of life's threads took a bow as her sister the music muse Aoede applauded. They nodded in thanks to their father for providing the very localized thunderstorm. They had wanted Allen's second bed occupied.

Edie continued, "Tonight he showed up out of the blue at the deli where I was trying to convince my Mom that I had male friends and even a sort of boyfriend. I waved at him as if I was helping him find us and when he came over I told him that we were getting worried about him since he was so late. He sat with us and he played the part of my semi-boyfriend perfectly. Mom loves him already even though she is sure we are not a real couple.

We came here because I did not want to go home tonight, my roommate has multiple companions right now. She is a lot more liberal in her choices for company than I am."

"She has guys there?"

"Two guys, three girls. They wanted four girls. I passed."

"Jimmy and I skirted around that world until we found out how intensely jealous I could get. He once congratulated me for not punching out a woman that grabbed his dick at a club."

Edie took a closer look at Jimmy and ventured that such events will probably happen again. "He is very handsome," she said.

Carly sighed and said, "Yeah, he is. Somebody must be looking after me because he is just as beautiful inside."

Aphrodite joined her cousins and accepted their kisses.

"How does it feel to be madly in love with someone?" Edie asked her.

"Like being in the eye of a hurricane, peaceful with a chance of disaster."

"Sounds like you need Zantac, Valium, and maybe a helmet," quipped Edie.

As they giggled over that line the men presented them with mugs of chocolate and sugar cookies. Edie had a surprise in her chocolate, Kahlua. 

She was informed it was a family thing. 

They talked and laughed well into the night. It did not take long for Edie to be perfectly comfortable with them. Eventually they noticed that somewhere along the way it had stopped raining and it was past two in the morning.

Jimmy and Carly announced they were going to bed and after saying goodnight they walked to Allen's studio/extra bedroom.

Carly flipped up the back of her shirt and flashed her naked ass at them.

Edie asked, "Does she always do that?"

"Only since Jimmy. She was a career driven lesbian nerd before that."

Allen stood and pulled Edie off the couch. Without releasing her hand he led her to his bedroom.

"I was going to sleep in the other bed tonight but it is about to get noisy in there. I have an extra big bed so we can share it and use our cell phones to talk to each other.

Edie smiled at the line but when she saw the bed she had to admit it was the biggest bed she had ever seen, bigger than a king.

"Where did you get this monster?" Edie asked.

"Warner Brothers. It was a prop in a movie. And no, I will not sell it to your roommate."

Edie giggled and asked him for a shirt to wear to bed. 

He handed her an open mesh shirt with no sleeves.

Edie laughed and asked, "You wear this?"

"Only once at a costume party. I was very put out when I saw three other guys wearing them."

He handed her a dress shirt and pointed at the bathroom. "Use my toothbrush if you must," he said.

Edie made a sound of disgust. 

When they traded places in the bathroom he noted that she had indeed used his toothbrush. He found himself smiling over that. "Odd," he thought. Why would that make me feel happy?"

When they went to bed there was probably a mile and a half of space between them, twenty minutes later they were about ten inches apart. 

Edie kissed Allen softly on the lips.

"Thank for keeping an eye on me. I will tell Mom you are on the job."

"Keeping an eye on you may be my easiest job."

Edie leaned over towards him and kissed him again.

"What was that one for?"

"No reason. I just wanted to kiss you."

Edie looked at him and said, "It's your turn to kiss me for no reason."

"You want me to kiss a girl?"

"Yeah, it is really fun. I do it all the time."

Allen leaned towards her and kissed her, then kissed her again. They were not quick pecks on her lips but they were not the kisses Edie was hoping for. His third kiss was interrupted by a primeval wail.

Allen and Edie started laughing and Edie rolled over away from him onto her side and backed up to him. She took his upper arm and draped it around herself. He snuggled to her and kissed her hair until another wild sound joined them.

Edie giggled and said, "It must be nice to have what they have. They are not holding anything back from each other. Especially not the screams."

"There is one more, the duet," Allen said.

Sure enough about five minutes later first Carly then Jimmy announced that all was well in the world.

Edie and Allen softly chuckled and went to sleep.

When Edie awoke the next morning she noticed that Carly was again wailing then noticed that Allen's very erect dick was wedged between her ass cheeks. She wondered if he had done that on purpose or if it was just the normal morning woody she vaguely remembered men woke up with.

Allen was asleep. Edie debated in her head whether she was relieved or disappointed and did not come to any conclusion.

The sounds of soft footsteps got her out of bed. She again used Allen's toothbrush and went out to the living room. Carly was fishing out hers and Jimmy's clothes out of the dryer. She was nude.

"I'm sorry Edie, I did not mean to wake you up."

"No problem, I love to hear you sing," Edie said.

Carly blushed from head to toe.

"Its not my fault. That man in there, he's, he's...."

"Good?"

"Yeah, that's the word. Real, real good."

"Do you realize that when you think of him your nipples want to go find him?"

"I did not know it was that obvious."

"Well it is now, you are naked."

"Humm, do you like my nipples?"

"Yes, I do."

"Would you like to kiss them?"

"Maybe later, when Allen is not standing behind me."

Both ladies burst into giggles and Carly hurried back to the other room to get dressed.

"Does Carly tease you like that often?"

"Only since Jimmy. Let me start the coffee. Would Cafe DuMond be OK?"

"Better than OK. I'll go get dressed."

"Are you leaving right away?"

"Well no. I just figured you needed to do things today and I wanted to be ready so you could take me home when you are ready to do those things, today."

"I wont be ready to take you home until after I cook you breakfast......... and lunch. I will be ready then. But we might go out to dinner then I will probably be ready to take you home. 

Oh. Wait, sorry, I did not think this through. Do you have something you need to do earlier than that? Today?"

"No. Your schedule is fine with me."

Both stared into the each other's eyes and could hear their own hearts beating wildly. Each wondered exactly what they had just agreed to do. They each heard themselves babble but neither picked up that the other was babbling too.

Aphrodite kissed her cousins goodbye. Her work was done.

Carly and Jimmy exited the bedroom fully clothed and Jimmy saw that Allen had been distracted in the middle of making coffee, he and Edie were just standing there with goofy smiles on their faces.

Jimmy took over the coffee making and got Allen's attention long enough to get him to prepare toast.

Carly took Edie's hand and pulled her into Allen's bedroom. They sat on the bed and Carly gave Edie a soft, sweet kiss on the lips. She whispered in her ear, "Welcome to the family. I can promise you that all of us will love you."

Edie sputtered, "But, but, I ,we, Allen, we,,,,,"

"Are crazy in love with each other. Yes, that is easy to see. And yes, I know it's scary as hell. But for the two of you it is a done deal so you may as well go from there. 

You can take a few weeks if you like but you already know the love of the rest of your life is in the kitchen trying not to burn toast. 

He does not know that you have already changed his life. 

He does not know that he would rather eat a car bumper than disappoint you in any way. Actually he probably knows that already.

I got lucky, Jimmy and I knew in less than twenty-four hours. I have aunts and cousins that have taken over a year to figure it out. We make fun of them.

Two of my aunts and my Mom firmly believe that women have to slap men into their senses and just tell them who they really are. 

It really does not matter what you do to make Allen realize what you are to him. You may scare him and he may run away but he will return. 

Deep down he already knows."

Edie looked at Carly and suddenly began to sob. Carly hugged her and kissed her cheek. 

Edie said, "I think I am going to need a helmet. Got any Valium?"

They giggled and hugged. 

They heard Jimmy shout, "Coffee!" and returned to the living room.

Aoede wondered if Klotho had guided Carly in that speech. She said no. Aoede then understood why Carly was one of Klotho's very favorite humans.

The coffee was perfect and the toast was edible.

Soon Carly said, "It's time to go home. 

And get naked. 

It's Sunday."

As soon as they left Edie asked Allen if what Carly said was true.

Allen said, "Yes, it's true. If they have chores or shopping or feel they need to go to mass that is all done in the morning. 

At one in the afternoon their clothes come off and do not go back on until they dress for work Monday morning. 

Sex happens. Often.

They will not dress for close family members so if we end up going to see them some Sunday afternoon be prepared. We may do that sometime since they have a beautiful yard and a big beautiful hot tub.

They do put on robes for regular visitors but for some reason Carly has already decided you are family so don't expect that consideration. 

No they wont have sex in front of you but you may hear them. 

Oh, sorry. You already have."

They laughed as Edie helped Allen clean up the kitchen. They took their refilled coffee mugs into the living room and sat on the sofa close to each other listening to his Puccini Without words CD.

Edie felt Allen fidget when the music got to the Mimi aria. She looked at him and saw tears falling from his eyes.

"You are such a beautiful man," she said to him and kissed his lips and his tears.

Klotho now understood why Allen was one of Aoede's favorite humans.

Allen apologized for his lack of manliness.

Edie giggled and said, "It has nothing to do with manliness. You simply feel the beauty of the music more than most people. Mom is like that, she cries every time she hears Clair de Lune.

Funny, I used to be like that until I started playing. Now I am more concerned with the fingering than with the music itself."

Allen smiled and said, "By fingering I assume you mean on the strings."

Edie immediately jumped on him and tried to gently rip his head off. That attack quickly turned into an embrace then to a soft kiss. Edie finally got the kiss she wanted from Allen. They looked into each other's eyes and smiled.

Edie got off his lap and as she walked to the kitchen for a coffee refill said, "By the way, you can kiss me anytime you want to, and you may as well. I am going to kiss you anytime I want to."

"Good to know," Allen said.

He was confused, conflicted, on edge. 

He was ecstatic and terrified. 

He felt as if he was falling. Up. 

He wondered if pastrami had side effects. 

He decided not to decide. He needed a better handle on things.

He really did not have much time left to do that. Edie had already decided that at one that afternoon their clothes were coming off.

It was well past noon and Edie and Allen were in the kitchen preparing lunch. They had both already agreed that cooking together was fun and had discovered that they worked in the kitchen smoothly . 

Edie had quartered some new potatoes and was smothering them in olive oil, rosemary, and black pepper in a bowl. Allen had thinly sliced skinless chicken breasts and as soon as Edie took the potatoes out of the bowl he put the chicken in the same oil and added lots of garlic to the mixture.

Edie found a cookie sheet she needed but not the aluminum foil. She was about to ask Allen about its whereabouts when she noted the time.

Aphrodite again joined Aoede and Klotho. Aoede's daughter Erato joined them, she liked to watch.

It was one o'clock. Edie washed her hands then removed all of her clothing while still in the middle of the kitchen then walked into the bedroom and laid them on the bed. As she returned to the kitchen, acting like there was nothing amiss, she asked Allen where the aluminum foil was.

Allen was catatonic, unmoving, his brain had short-circuited at the sight of the naked Edie. Somehow his misfiring synapses convinced him that staring at the nude Edie was against the law, but he was helpless, he could not look away. He expected a short trial and a long sentence.

Edie pointed at the clock and acted as if she was hurt by the fact that she was the only one naked after one in the afternoon on a Sunday. 




Felicity Ch. 09



She asked Allen if he needed help. He whimpered some gibberish so Edie volunteered to help him. Allen raised his arms as Edie pulled his t-shirt off. She kissed him and that seemed to help some, at least he returned her kiss.

Edie then knelt on the floor and pulled down his gym shorts. Edie was very happy to see that he had a very erect dick. She kissed it, the first cock she had ever kissed. Allen flinched and seemed to have returned to some version of reality. Edie took his garments to the bedroom and when she returned to the kitchen she again asked him for the aluminum foil. 

From somewhere in his jumbled mind Allen connected aluminum foil plus location and got it for her. Edie spread out the potatoes and chicken on the foil covered cookie sheet and put it in the pre-heated oven. 

Allen had tried to help but he did not seem to be able to control his hands. One of them clumsily tried to help Edie close the oven door as the other unconsciously caressed Edie's ass. That hand brought a smile to Edie's face and led to her decision to go ahead and slap him around.

"We have about twenty-five minutes," she said to Allen as she took his hand and led him to the bed. She placed Allen on his back and straddled his hips.

Edie said, "You have a nice size dick so this may take a while. Wait for me as long as you can but don't worry about me. We have lots of time to perfect this."

It did not take as long as Edie feared, her pussy was as lubricated as it had ever been and her favorite dildo had already blazed a trail for him. In less than two minutes she had arrived at a comfortable angle and pace and in less than ten minutes she was engulfed by her best orgasm in recent memory and her first with a man.

She continued to slide her pussy over his dick for a while as she kissed him hungrily. She felt his cum ooze out of her pussy and smiled. He had done his best for her.

Edie rolled off Allen's body and pulled him back to the kitchen and he joined her in the preparation of a salad. Their naked bodies were in contact with each other through out the preparation and many quick kisses and a few long drawn out kisses were exchanged.

They checked on their food and turned the oven off but left their lunch inside, a decision that would turn out to be in error.

They ate their salad and stared at each other with wide grins. They fed each other. They kissed.

Allen spoke his first coherent words in nearly an hour. "What the hell happened to us?"

"Apparently we fell in love two weeks ago," Edie said. "Carly pointed that out to me and told me that I should slap you around until you realized it. Consider yourself as having been slapped around. However it will happen several more times today, whether you need it or not."

Allen kissed her lips and said, "You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Seeing you naked was just stunning." 

Edie said. "Yes, you did seem stunned. I loved seeing that, I was afraid I was just going to make a fool of myself."

"No, the fool was me. I was too scared to admit to myself what you already knew. I knew it last week while I was driving to my hometown for my cousin's wedding. I wanted you with me."

"So on our first real date you wanted to involve me in a cream pie fight."

"No. Yes, you would have loved it and you would have had the chance to announce who you really were, with a pie.

"And just how would that have worked?"

"The guys were at the bar waiting for the ladies to emerge from their war. As they neared us all the ladies that had a man waiting for them plastered a pie on their crotch then ran away. 

A couple such attacks came as announcements of intent, we did not know the extent of the relationship until the boyfriends crotch was covered in cream pie. My crotch was clean, I really missed you then."

Edie almost burst into tears but managed to confine it to a single drop. Allen kissed it then kissed her lips.

Edie's hand caressed its way down to Allen's cock and found it very much ready. All of Edie was definitely ready. She stood and hand in hand they again walked back to the bed.

She lay on her back and opened her arms and legs to him. She moaned as he slowly sank his cock into her and when he was completely buried in her he began to shower her with kisses.

He paused, smiled at her and said," You know, this thing about being in love with a girl isn't so bad. It could work."

"Funny, I was just thinking that. Not the being in love with a girl part. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt. It never worked out for long but then I never expect it to. Being in love with you feels to me like a forever deal."

Allen gave her a few more promissory kisses and said, "I have a confession to make, I love you."

Edie pulled him down by his neck and crushed their lips together. When the kiss ended they were somewhat surprised to find themselves in mid fuck. Their pace and their passion escalated rapidly and they were soon at the edge on an abyss and after a few torturous moments took flight together. They heard each other announce their bliss and smiled.

As they cuddled they kissed tears off each other's face and with their bodies still fully entwined they fell asleep.

Aphrodite excused herself and left her sisters. They knew she was in search of Ares; she was horny. Of course, Aphrodite was always horny.

When Edie and Allen awoke about thirty minutes later they found that their lunch had turned to parchment and they were hungry. They debated on whether to break their new "Nude Sundays" rule on the very first Sunday and decided they needed to do so.

But it was not hunger that led to that decision. Allen had asked Edie if she wanted to go ahead and move in with him. Allen had reasoned that if Edie was with him he would worry less about the "too good to be true" syndrome. He had also noted that he could not go very long without kissing her.

He babbled to Edie something about her inconvenient roommate, babbled again to assure her that he would not be the inconvenient roommate and that anyway she could walk to work. With him.

Edie immediately decided that she had already spent her last day at her house and wanted her stuff in Allen's home. She wanted to be with Allen. She wanted him nearby every time she decided she needed to kiss him.

She did not answer him directly but simply asked him if he had empty boxes.

They ate take out tacos as Allen drove to Edie's house and packed up everything she needed or wanted into his and her cars. Her roommate was not home so she left her a cryptic note and a check for her share of their next months rent.

His condo merited two parking spaces but only one was by their elevator door. Allen told Edie that was her parking spot and drove around to his other spot across the lot from the elevator. They disrobed when the last of Edie's stuff was brought in from the cars. Before nightfall they were living together. They celebrated with a slow, loving fuck. 

Allen's closet turned out to be less of a problem than either anticipated. It was a big closet and Edie thought her everyday stuff would fit. It was a lot but not an overwhelming amount of stuff. 

He had a lot of stuff but he could easily see that more than half of it was never going to be worn again, they were for his now defunct alternative persona. He wondered how the Salvation Army was going to feel when they found those outfits in a donation box, particularly his lavender suit. He never had the nerve to wear it although an occasional lover of his had. His dresser and closet soon had a lot of room.

When his and hers clothes were hung up they still had room in the closet. The bedroom had a second smaller closet that held his formal wear, Edie's formal wear fit nicely in it. They did note that they would need another dresser or a big chest of drawers. Between them they had a lot of underwear and a lot of t-shirts and gym shorts.

While re-arranging stuff Edie saw the second bedroom/studio for the first time. It had a standard size bed and a small dresser by one wall. A keyboard, a cello, an electric guitar, and several shelves with sheet music lined another wall. The corner had a desk that held a large iMac and a printer/fax unit. A large canvas was leaning on the third wall. On the wall behind the door there were several un-framed paintings, many on the floor. 

Edie put her instrument next to his cello but she put off asking him about the unfinished large canvas. She had peeked under its cover and was intrigued. 

The closet in that room had several items that appeared to belong to Carly and Jimmy. There was also a bra much too big for Carly and a sports coat too big for Jimmy. Apparently there was more than one couple sharing nights with Allen. She put those items on one side of the closet and then their not-needed-at-the-moment stuff, mostly winter garments, on the other side.

Dinner was pasta and shrimp and again they enjoyed working in the kitchen together. After dinner they cleaned up the kitchen, did a load of laundry and generally behaved as if they were a long-standing couple. Except that they were naked and he rubbed his face on her tits when it struck his fancy and she squeezed his cock when it struck her fancy. Their fancy struck often.

She was sitting on his lap as they sat on the couch preparing a list of things they needed, a dresser, another wastebasket, and a small blanket, (Edie thought the leather sofa was way too cold for a naked girl).

A second list of kitchen items was started but abandoned when Edie noticed Allen had another erection. She straddled him on the couch and slid his cock into her. She picked up her note pad and restarted the list but soon Allen completely distracted her by again rubbing his face on her breasts. He loved doing that and Edie loved that he did.

She put down the pad hugged his neck, and she began a fuck. It was somewhat difficult going because the sofa had too much give for her knees, there was little action between his cock and her pussy. Edie loved the position they were in and did not want to move. She paused for a while and just enjoyed their complete union.

Her body knew what to do. Without Edie's conscious thought her hips began to undulate around Allen's cock. The undulations caused her clit to slide over the top of his dick. Eureka!

Edie was quickly in the throes of rapid-fire cums the third or fifth of which was louder than she intended. She slowed to a stop as she kissed Allen passionately until she felt Allen's cum slip out of her pussy, then she changed into "I love you" kisses.

"How many times can you cum in one day?" Edie asked.

"Three to five. It used to be eight just ten years ago, today has already been exceptional."

"How many times today?" Edie asked.

"Four, there is the possibility of one more when we go to bed. How many for you?"

"I have no idea, way more than ten, more than three just now. Most likely I have already gone past my personal best. Are your cums always silent?"

"Not always. I had always considered loud demonstrations to be bad form, for me that is. I enjoy the vocalizations of others and I just enjoyed yours." 

"I'm a bit embarrassed by that. If you don't mind I will blame Carly."

They laughed as Edie got off Allen's lap and went to the bathroom returning with a wet washcloth. She gently cleaned Allen's cock then handed him the washcloth as she placed a foot on the couch. Her pussy was completely open for him. 

Allen saw droplets of his cum on her thighs and pussy lips but instead of wiping them off he licked them off. He heard Edie's sudden intake of breath so he licked his way to her pussy. As his tongue slid along her pussy lips Edie had another orgasm. Allen kissed his way up her tummy then released her. 

Allen was very pleased at his act of bravery; he had licked a pussy and had come out of it with no discernible trauma.

Edie staggered back to the bathroom and returned wearing a hat. "I could not find a helmet,' she said.

Allen accepted her statement even though he had no clue as to what it meant.

They finished the lists they were making and settled in to watch TV. They were surprised it was time for the evening news, it was two hours later than they would have guessed.

After the weather forecast they turned the TV off, got a glass of water and went to bed. They silently agreed that they were fucked out and immediately settled into spooning position.

Edie said, "I am so happy this day happened. I don't have to worry about what I am doing with my life. I know my life will be happy just because it will be with you."

"Me too," Allen said. I adore you."

Edie commented, "You know, I still can't shake that feeling that some unseen force led us to each other. I owe them thanks."

Klotho smiled brilliantly. Erato and Aoede hugged her tightly.

"It was probably Klotho," Allen said. "Probably with an assist from Aoede. Thank you ladies. We owe you."

Thank you," Edie softly added as she and Allen fell asleep.

Klotho and Aoede suddenly glowed like brilliant stars. A long, long time had passed since the last humans had acknowledged their existence much less thanked them by name. All their sisters were awed by their brilliance.

Erato was a bit jealous so she slipped a love song into Edie and Allen's dreams. It did not take long for her to receive her gift of thanks.

Three brilliant stars watched over Edie and Allen's slumber for the rest of their long lives. 



Felicity Ch. 10



Ch.10: Travels with Lucy 

I was on a trail in Big Bend National Park on my way back to my Chisos Mountain campsite when I had to stop for traffic. A rattlesnake was parked in the middle of the trail.

"Anytime you are ready, sir or madam," I said to the snake.

Of course since snakes cannot hear airborne sounds that urging was ignored. I was close enough to merit its attention but far enough away to keep it from panicking. Its rattle was silent. It was warming itself up in the morning sun so I was just going to have to wait. I busied myself taking pictures of it.

A couple of hikers were suddenly about to continue past me down the trail, they had not seen the snake. I put my arm out and stopped what turned out to be a woman and her young daughter. 

Their concern for my action was quickly forgotten when the snake made its presence known to them, its rattles were no longer silent. The woman and her kid had scared it. The snake in turn had scared the woman and her kid.

"What should we do?" asked the woman.

"I was going to wait until it remembered where it was going."

"Oh, we can't wait too long. We were hurrying to the bathroom."

"OK, step back a little. I will insult it, call it names."

The two looked at me as I expected, they though they were dealing with a lunatic.

"You are fat and your rattle is off key," I said loudly to the snake.

The snake almost immediately hurried down the mountain slope and off the trail. The woman said that might have been the weirdest thing she had ever seen. Her daughter seemed to think it was the coolest thing she had ever seen.

We resumed our trek down to the campgrounds and even though I liked their admiration for my feat I soon confessed that my insults had nothing to do with the snakes withdrawal. What triggered it were our three steps back, which gave the snake the opportunity to make a dignified retreat.

"We had to convince it we were not going to eat it," I said.

The kid thought that may have been the funniest thing she ever heard. Her mother, however, nodded after apparently deciding that what I had said made sense. I was impressed by that.

The purpose of my ruse was to keep the snake from become and evil creature in their minds. I thought the snake owed me a thank you note.

As we neared the campgrounds I mentioned to the mother that there were restrooms at the lodge just past the gift shop that would save them a few hundred feet. They were grateful for the information and peeled away towards the lodge. I continued to the campgrounds and my tent. 

I had been roaming for six days and this was the second day of my third trip to Big Bend. My campsite was among the first as you got to the grounds, close enough to the restroom in case of emergencies but far enough away not to be bothered by traffic to and from it. I had erected my tent near some shrubs and pointed it down the right side drive so headlights never hit my site at night. I was an experienced camper.

I camp with the largest dome tent one person can put up. Mine was roomy enough to set up an inflatable full size bed and some furnishings. I had a two-burner gas stove and enough utensils and gadgets to cook-up anything my stomach desired. Normally if I pitched a tent anywhere it was going to be for at least three nights, any one or two night stops were in motels or lodges.

I had just finished downloading the morning's pictures to my laptop when the mom and kid walked over to my campsite.

"Thanks for saving us twice today", she said, "once from the rattler and once from wet pants. We got you a present," she added as she handed me a package of Oreo cookies. 

I love Oreo's and told the woman she had made an inspired guess with her selection. I had started a pot of coffee and it was now ready so I invited them to stay and share the cookies. 

She seemed to hesitate but before she could answer the daughter became very enthused over the photo of "her rattler" on my laptop. I allowed the kid to sit in my spot on the picnic table and started a slide show of my pictures from that morning. While she and her mom admired them I prepared coffee for two and soft drink for one.

I had wanted my stepson to accompany me on that trip but his love for the outdoors had been supplanted by a love for girls. He was thirteen. We had been on several trips over the years but his enthusiasm for camping had waned. When my ex-wife's parents offered to take him on a cruise he acted properly torn by indecision but eventually opted for the cruise as I had expected.

Even though this was to be the second consecutive year I would be wandering alone I had nevertheless packed for the two of us hoping for a miracle. I had plenty of everything. I had even packed my stepsons inflatable bed.

It felt nice to have company so I invited the lady and the kid to join me for dinner. The woman again hesitated but the kid immediately asked what was for supper.

I replied, "Well, it's Tuesday so the park rules say we have to eat hot dogs. Lots of them."

The woman knew that she was defeated before the daughter made her argument and simply asked, "What time do you want us back?"

"Right after sundown. I am going to see if I can get a decent picture of the sunset at The Window tonight. I will be back here right after that."

"What is The Window?"

"A space between two peaks that form a nice frame for sunsets. It is a twenty-minute hike from here to the spot where I want to go to take my pictures. It is forty minutes to the gallery but there are usually many people there so I take a short detour on the trail to a spot which although it has a much smaller viewing area has just as impressive a view."

"Can we come with you? Will you show us?" asked the kid. Her mother nodded echoing her daughter's request.

"Sure. Come back here as soon as you see the sun about to duck behind that mountain. "

They thanked me and started to go towards their tent but the mother suddenly stopped and came back to me.

"Hi. I am Lucy," she said extending her hand. "This is Jamie".

I shook each hand as I introduced myself as James. They then resumed their trip towards their tent.

I had been up since five AM so I took a short nap before I got the prep for the hot dogs ready and prepared three small salads. I set up the necessary items for hot chocolate but I only had two coffee mugs so I took a quick trip to the gift shop and purchased a souvenir cup.

By the time I had my big camera and tripod ready they were back, at least thirty minutes before they needed to be. I think they were eager for what was apparently going to be an unexpected treat for them. I grabbed my stuff and a flashlight and off we went. The hike to the viewing area is mostly downhill so it was not a difficult trek for them. We lucked out and found ourselves alone in the small viewing spot.

While we waited for the sun to slide between the peaks I took pictures of the girls. I took a few of Jamie and was reminded that all five-year-old girls are adorable. Of course my redhead niece Samantha was the only other five year old I knew and she was adorable so my conclusion was probably a result of small sample size.

Jamie was bright with an extensive vocabulary; she was also a bit of a tomboy.

When I turned the camera on Lucy she playfully posed for me as I snapped away and I urged her to "Work with me, work with me." I could see where Jamie got her adorableness.

What a revelation. In my viewfinder Lucy was funny, cute, beautiful, and sexy. I lowered the camera and took my first really good look at her. She was tallish, with short blonde hair, big blue eyes, and an athletic body. She had beautiful smiles and a nice big grin. She was also braless.

Jamie announced that the sun was between the mountains and I was distracted away from whatever and got back to my original purpose. I attached the SLR camera to the tripod and snapped away every thirty seconds or so. I wished for a deep red sun.

The sunset was as good as I hoped and I knew at least a few of my pictures would show that. Lucy and Jamie were fascinated by the changes in the color and size of the sun as it sank over the "edge of the world". 

The problem with a downhill hike is that the return is uphill. Jamie was having no problem scrambling up so I gave her my flashlight and told her to make sure her mother could see where she was going. My real purpose in giving her that job was to slow her down. I did not want Jamie to rush ahead and run into a creature with no sense of humor, like a javelina, or a skunk.

Back at my camp the hot chocolate, the hot dogs, even the salads, were quickly consumed. The last of the Oreo's disappeared.

Lucy and I divulged some information about ourselves and were duly surprised and delighted to learn we lived ten miles apart in small towns to the southwest of Houston. We were both teachers, she third grade, me high school Biology/Ecology. 

This was their first real camping trip and the previous afternoon they had pitched the first tent in their lives that was not in their back yard. Their first stop had been Sea World in San Antonio. The second stop was to be Big Bend but she had severely underestimated the driving distance and barely made it to a Marathon motel for her second stop. They had no timetable but expected to start towards Lake Amistad, Mustang Island, and back home after a week.

I had no hard timetable either but did not expect to go back home for at least a month. I fully expected to make camp in Yellowstone National Park for a week before heading back. 

I was quizzed about my summer camping adventures and they seemed to be considering extending their own trip. Like me they had until August before they had to be somewhere. It was just the start of the third week in June.

While I was uploading and editing that nights pictures Jamie squeezed herself onto my lap and proceeded to watch the process with interest. Lucy asked me if she was in my way and I said, "Huh?" 

That was apparently a good answer as she then stood behind me and joined in the process.

The sunset pictures were indeed spectacular but for the three of us the best pictures were of the girls goofing off for the camera. I was a bit embarrassed when I realized that instead of the twelve to fifteen pictures I thought had taken in total of both of them I had over fifteen pictures of just Jamie and nearly forty of Lucy. 

Once as Lucy demanded I delete a picture of her making a funny face that her daughter and I thought was terrific she leaned well over me to try and hit the "move to trash" link. There were blocking moves from Jaime and me and lots of laughter from the three of us. I felt her breasts on my neck and I thought I felt her nipples harden. After she gave up the struggle her body stayed in contact with mine and her hands stayed on my shoulders. I could not believe how good, how right that felt.

I finally managed to give the set a rough edit and started a slide show. I re-filled their chocolate, (adding a small surprise to Lucy's, a splash of Kahlua), as they watched the slide show twice. They stayed long enough to join me in one more cup of chocolate, (Lucy asked for hers to be just like the first but more so), as we talked about anything and everything and nothing in particular. We laughed a lot.

As we said our goodnights Jamie stood on the bench and hugged me. Lucy hugged me too. I grinned for a while after they vanished in the darkness noting that I had enjoyed the hugs to a much larger degree than expected. They had given me real hugs.

Later that night, after I decided I would not get to sleep unless I did so, I masturbated for the first time in over two weeks. Then with the memory of the warmth of Lucy's hug to lull me to sleep I slept well.

Sleeping comfortably in general allowed me to get up earlier. The best wildlife viewing comes in those hours before and after the sun breaks over the horizon. That next dawn I again set out for a gully located below where we encountered yesterday's rattler. It flattened out into a small valley were it met a gully that was a mirror image of itself on the opposite mountain across the valley. All that gave me a long field of view.

Tracks of Mexican wolves had been found in the area and the park rangers were hoping as much as I was that I would get photos of what may be a resident pack. For the second consecutive morning I sat and waited. 

I gave up when the sun made sweatpants and sweatshirt too uncomfortable a wear. Again no wolves but some nice shots of the mountain as the sunlight ran down its flanks. I took some pictures of what may have been yesterday's rattler as it crossed ten feet in front of me. I said, "Good Morning," but the snake ignored me, probably still stung by my insults the day before. I decided that it would be best not to expect a thank you note.

I also got shots of what may or may not have been a bear in some low shrubs across the valley. iPhoto would tell me later. In the four hours of my stakeout I did not see a single coyote, which made me think that wolves in the area were a possibility.

During my vigil at the gully I became concerned by the fact that all my stray thoughts had led to Lucy. My divorce was now nearly five years into history and my ex had re-married her son's biological father almost immediately. I had been loyal to my ex-wife beyond all reason and I felt betrayed. I had in fact been betrayed. Any trust I had in women vanished as soon as she filed for divorce. I knew I was loosing my stepson; he no longer called me Dad. I still lived in our house, too lazy to sell it, too embarrassed to go back home. I didn't need to move closer to work, it was a short ten minute drive on the state highway.

Apparently I was not ready for a real relationship. I was a very confirmed bachelor and over those years none of my relationships had lasted over six weeks and those were basically "friends with privileges" relationships. Which made me wonder even more why my mind kept going back to Lucy.

I did not expect to see them often; in fact I would not have been surprised if I never saw them again before I left. 

Yet that morning they were at my campsite waiting for me to return to ask me for suggestions on places they could explore. 

They said they had just gotten up so without even thinking about it I prepared breakfast for three. We ate together as I related to them why I had been out on a trail so early. I suggested to them that the trail where the desert and the mountain forest met would be a good place to start. After coffee for Lucy and me and chocolate for Jamie I volunteered to be their guide that day and it soon became clear to me that was exactly what they had hoped I would do. I was very flattered. 

While Jamie and I looked at my morning photos Lucy took five minutes to go get Jamie's car seat and their backpacks.

Over the next week we explored trails together every day. I taught them to slow down on their hikes and speak in low voices. I taught Jamie the perils of rushing ahead, mainly because it surprises creatures that don't like surprises, like the rattlesnake, but also because it ruins the chance of seeing the creatures as they do their thing, if we got to see them at all. 

The lesson was soon driven home when we had the chance to watch a coyote work for his lunch not a hundred feet from us. It knew we were watching and seemed to show off for us by taking showy leaps at whatever he was hunting until it got his lunch and strutted away. We never did see what he was after but it did get something. I assumed it was a small rodent.

We also saw roadrunners but Jamie was disappointed that she never saw a beep-beep chase. I explained that they really don't happen in real life since roadrunners can fly. 

We saw lizards run on their hind legs like miniature dinosaurs. We saw snakes, tarantulas and javelinas and mule deer. We searched for lions and bears and I had to endure both girls "Oh my!" exclamations all day. 

We did find bear tracks on the far side of the gully of my morning vigils. After I cropped and enhanced the picture of what I suspected was a bear walking through shrubbery I saw it had in fact been a bear, so on one hike I led us to the spot. 

When I asked Jamie to put her hand in the middle of the paw track so I could take a picture Lucy shuddered at the size difference. They both gained a lot of respect for bears that day.

The next morning less than a mile from the campgrounds, near where we had seen the rattlesnake, we found cougar tracks.

Funny, they did not say "Oh my" after that. The realization that we were in the same area as wild bears and lions had apparently made an impression on them. 

I noticed that in the nearly four hundred photos I had taken over those days at least one of the girls was in ninety percent of them. They posed next to flowering cacti and in the foreground of geologic features. I took pictures of Jamie holding snakes, lizards, and false scorpions.

I convinced Lucy that a few pictures of her holding such creatures would give her much credibility with third grade boys so she posed with some of the animals too. A Texas rat snake gave us a fine memory when as soon as Lucy draped it over her neck the snake darted down into her shirt. I was impressed that she did not panic but she was very concerned that the snake did not seem to be in a hurry to leave. A small section of the tail was still over Lucy's shoulder so I gave it a gentle squeeze prompting the snake to exit down her shirt. I grabbed it as it emerged and handed the snake to Jamie for her picture with it then placed it back where we found it and we said bye to it.

As we resumed our hike Lucy asked me why the snake would do such a thing to her, stay in her shirt. I said that very likely it was just enjoying the view inside her shirt so I could not blame it. I got swatted on the ass for that remark but took comfort in the fact that after Lucy's hand made sharp contact with my butt her hand caressed it before moving away.

The swat got Jamie's attention and I took the opportunity to whine that her mother had hit me. Lucy denied the claim and we carried on a "Did not-did too" war of words for a while which ended with each of us sticking their tongue out at the other. After getting her giggles under control Jamie said, "You two behave". Less than ten steps later Lucy and I found ourselves holding hands.

I took a short video with my small camera of Jamie talking to a mule deer. The mule deer seemed to be fascinated by what Jamie was telling it. I told Lucy that since the deer probably only spoke Spanish it was likely just enthralled by Jamie's voice. That line won me my first kiss and a giggle. There is no accounting for taste, thank God.

By the end of that third day Lucy and Jamie held my hand as a matter of course.

They joined me on my sunrise wolf vigil and thanks to Jamie's keen eyes, we saw a pack of five wolves in the valley below and I got some useful photos from the encounter. 

As much as I had wanted those pictures the highlight of the morning for me was when, after I found a comfortable place to sit, Lucy sat immediately in front of me and leaned back onto my chest. She did not seem to mind when I forgot myself and put my arms around her waist. Jamie sat immediately in front of her mother and the three of us enjoyed the sunrise together in comfortable silence.

Over the first couple of days I had learned from Lucy that she had been divorced for three years and that Jamie's father did not have a relationship with either of them. When Lucy told me that I blurted out, "What an idiot!" before apologizing. 

Lucy told me not to bother apologizing, that I was right. She told me that less than three months after her wedding her family referred to him only as Asshole, even in his presence. Lucy admitted that she was probably the only one that did not see him for what he was, a very selfish, self-centered, lazy, pretty boy. "Not that I'm bitter," she added with some bitterness.




Felicity Ch. 10



She also said that Jamie's father had been indifferent to his daughter and Jamie had no real memory of him. She had not heard from him since the divorce and had no idea where he was. I was going to ask about child support but decided against it, it was none of my 

Over the week Lucy hugged me often and I enjoyed her warmth. She had a campfire and strawberry smell that I found delicious. I was slow releasing her from her hugs but she did not seem to mind that at all. Soon a quick kiss became a normal part of each hug.

Lucy, Jamie and I ate every meal together. Jamie had decided my lap was a preferred place to sit and kissed my cheek often. I had apparently been kissing her head and forehead for a while. What can I say, she was adorable.

That Saturday evening, five days after we met, Lucy asked me what I had planned for us the next day, our last day in Big Bend. 

I replied, "Tomorrow the day starts with a short stop at Panther Junction, then a short soak in a hot tub, followed by a long shower. I also have some laundry to do."

"What hot tub?" she asked.

"There is a hot spring at what once had been a rustic spa by the river, all that is left is the enclosed spring which is big enough for a nice soak."

"Wow, that sounds neat. Will we need swimsuits?"

"Not really, I get in with gym shorts and t-shirt. You will need an extra t-shirt for after the springs and you may as well join me for laundry day while we are at it.

"Where are the showers and Laundromat?"

"Rio Grande Village. We will first take a short hike and see if we can get Jamie to meet up with some beavers."

"Beavers in the Texas desert?"

"On the banks of the Rio Grand. Relics from before the last climate change. The river runs fast and cold there."

National Parks normally limit campers to a one-week stay and for Lucy and me it meant leaving on Monday. I had previously related to Lucy that when I left the park after my week in Big Bend I was heading out for single night stays at the lodges in Davis Mountain State Park and Balmorhea State Park. I had room reservations.

During dinner Lucy asked me to describe the reasons for my next two stops and she seemed very interested in my destinations, interested enough perhaps for me to get the courage to ask her to join me. 

They were unlikely to be able to get reservations at the lodges so I had hesitated to ask. I was afraid to ask them to join me in my lodge room; after all we had just met. I had forgotten that both parks have fine campsites. For some reason my logical mind was experiencing occasional vapor locks.

I had two folding beach chairs that were for relaxing at my campsites. They were for sipping morning coffee and evening chocolate. Most campsites have picnic tables but they are not comfortable enough to sit on for long periods of time. 

I had set up the second chair for Lucy the night we met. Each morning we had coffee while sitting on the chairs as we planned the day. Each night Lucy and I sat in them and talked while we had our nightcaps, doctored chocolate for us while Jamie drank hers straight. I only had two chairs so Jamie lay or sat on the picnic table or alternated laps randomly. Each evening the chairs got closer and closer to each other. By the end of our third day together the chairs were close enough for Lucy and I to hold hands. That Saturday night they were close enough to exchange kisses.

Most of our kisses up to that Saturday night had been quick and short, hello/goodbye kisses and the one mule deer induced kiss. That evening as the kisses became less hesitant they came more often and lasted longer. We heard Jamie giggle during the longer ones.

After Jamie fell asleep on my lap Lucy and I continued our conversation and our kisses for a while but eventually I picked up Jamie and carried her to their tent, a task and a walk that by then seemed routine. Their campsite was just around the circle from mine, just a two-minute walk away, but we could not see each other's tents.

After I placed Jamie on her sleeping bag, the goodnight kiss I got from Lucy carried the promise of many more. It lasted three times longer than my previous goodnight kisses although not nearly as long I wanted. She did not back away when my tongue traced her lips and I was overjoyed to feel the tip of her tongue caress mine. She seemed to be pleased to feel the hard dick jabbing at her abdomen.

I doubt my grin faded at all that night.

The girls appeared at my tent early the next morning with two full backpacks of laundry and a small gym bag of girl stuff. My good morning kiss from Lucy was nearly as good as my goodnight kiss had been. We shared a quick breakfast, packed lunches, drinks and snacks and off we went. Big Bend is a big park so our drive was going to take up most of the day. 

We made a stop at the Panther Junction visitor center so I could give the rangers a disk copy of my more interesting photos of the week. 

They seemed to be concerned at the proximity of the mountain lion tracks to the campgrounds. My photos of the tracks were sharp enough that they seemed to know who it was. The consensus was that it was a young male, a tagged lion they had relocated away from the campgrounds once. I was told that he had stalked a ladies yappy poodle.

"So, what did the lion do to get relocated?" I asked in all innocence.

I got a swift slap on the shoulder from Lucy.

The ranger said, "I really don't know, she insisted on it," nodding towards a small, very cute ranger watching the computer screen over his shoulder. He had just placed himself on my side of the poodle/lion debate. The small, cute ranger immediately slapped his shoulder.

Just as Lucy was doing to me her hand stayed to caress the shoulder she had hit. I was not the only one with a looming problem.

I was asked to give the exact location of the wolf and bear sightings, time of day, etc. They seemed to be very excited, especially about the wolves. To the rangers my photos and report were proof of the presence of wolves in the park and that was apparently rare. I gave Jamie the credit for seeing them first and she accepted both rangers' thanks with a brilliant blush.

As we left the visitor center Lucy and the cute ranger hugged apparently in acknowledgement of something. As we walked to my vehicle Lucy gave me a short but fierce kiss. Jamie insisted that I carry her the fifty feet to the car; she apparently just wanted to hug me. As soon as I had Jamie buckled in and had kissed her cheek Lucy gave me another short fierce kiss. I had no idea what that was all about but wished I did since I wanted more of those kisses.

As I took us onto the very rough road to the hot spring Lucy admitted that she would not have considered driving that road in her car. As it was I had to maneuver my old 4Runner gently to keep it from injury.

Our short hike to the spring was delayed when we paused for a minute to allow a couple to get dressed. It is against park regulations to soak in the nude but many do just that. I distracted Jamie and looked away but Lucy carried on a conversation with the woman about the temperature of the water. As we walked into the spring Lucy whispered to me, "Her pubic hair was trimmed as an exclamation point, I had never seen that. It was cool looking."

That explained a remark she had made to the woman that made no sense to me but brought a thanks and a soft giggle from the lady. 

Jamie was exploring all of the nooks and crannies of the spring while her mother sank into the waters at the opposite end. Lucy loved the hot spring and I loved Lucy in a wet t-shirt, it had quickly become nearly transparent and I had a mostly unimpeded view of her gorgeous tits. I knew she knew why I kept taking photos of her but she posed for me anyway. 

I was standing pretty much over her as she reclined in the hot waters. Through my small camera viewfinder I noticed that she was no longer looking at it when I snapped her picture. She was looking lower, towards...my crotch. 

She had given me a very strong erection and all I was wearing was gym shorts. My hard dick was as obvious as could be. From her vantage point she could probably see most of it through the leg opening. She took the small camera from me and had taken at least three pictures of my erection before I had the wits to sit down.

Lucy placed the camera out of the way as I sank into the waters. I was sure I was blushing. When I looked at Lucy I saw she was blushing too but she was doing so through a big grin. I stole glances at her wet t-shirt prizewinners and she stole glances at my very hopeful cock. Once she leaned over and kissed me and as she did she placed her hand high on my thigh very close to my cock. I shuddered as she broke the kiss. 

"Funny," I said to her, "You do not look like a mean woman."

She giggled at the accusation. 

Jamie did not stay in the water for long and was soon exploring the area; the spring was apparently too hot for her. I had to admit that the water is too hot for me to handle for very long too. 

I soon joined Jamie in her explorations. It was then that I realized that I had assumed some of the responsibility of keeping up with her and that Lucy had allowed it. Cool.

Lucy enjoyed her soak while Jamie and I chased lizards, did some bird watching and threw rocks into the Rio Bravo del Norte. I had to dissuade her from taking home some amazingly colored grasshoppers she had caught. My kind of girl.

Lucy joined us about thirty minutes later. I could tell that she had been reluctant to leave the spring but thought I needed rescuing from her daughter. I did not of course. Teaching about nature was my calling in life and Jamie was my favorite pupil. Did I mention she was adorable?

I had towels on our car seats and Jamie and I had already replaced our wet shirts with dry ones so Lucy picked up her dry shirt and moved to the side of the SUV opposite from Jaime and me to change shirts. I had expected her to walk out of sight into the trail but instead she stood by the opposite window from where I was standing and removed her shirt. The windows on both sides were rolled down and I had an unimpeded view of her beautiful breasts. Lucy posed and waited. 

I was so taken by the sight that it took me a few seconds to realize she expected me to take pictures. I had the big camera in my hand and clicked the shutter as fast as the camera would allow me as I slowly zoomed in on a nipple. After she had donned her dry shirt I took several pictures of her mischievous grin.

It was that grin that sealed my fate. All of the emotional defensive barriers I had erected over the years collapsed. 

I got Jamie secured in her car seat and gave her a kiss then as I opened the door for Lucy to get in the vehicle I kissed her. Up to then all of our kisses had been initiated by her or had been by mutual consent. That kiss was from me to her and I allowed a lot of me to flow into it. I wanted her to know, to understand.

During the subsequent hug I thought I heard Lucy sob as she clung tightly to me.

Jamie insisted that we get the show on the road so I reluctantly released her mother after another kiss and we resumed our trek.

The drive to Rio Grande village was made more interesting by a pack of javelinas lounging on the road. Jamie stuck her head out of the window and called them names, (poopy-heads being the most vicious), until the creatures moved out of the way. She was very pleased with herself and neither her mother nor I felt we needed to mention that I had also flashed my headlights at them. If she noticed that her mother and I kissed at every opportunity she made no comment on that.

We took the trail to the "beaver pond" and were lucky enough to see a very large specimen slide into the water less than ten feet from us. I was so surprised to actually spot one, (my first), that I almost missed the picture but the creature paused by its riverbank burrow and seemed to pose for me for a few seconds. The picture of wonder in Jamie's face was fabulous and I did not miss that shot. I got a hug and a terrific kiss from Lucy.

"I could get used to those," I said to her.

Her response was to kiss me again but that kiss was very different than any other she had given me, or anyone else ever had for that matter. She first pressed her cheek to mine then slowly caressed it with hers. Her lips kissed my face as they traveled to my lips. When our lips made contact she briefly held them softly to mine then kissed her way to my neck while softly caressing my cheek with her fingertips. Another soft kiss on the lips caused me to shudder. She had answered my kiss at the spring.

Jamie took my hand as we walked the trail back. Lucy placed her hand on the small of my back until we emerged from the trail then she wrapped her arm around my waist. It was then that I finally allowed myself to think that I was as important to them as they were to me.

We got through the laundry and the separate showers without incident and readied for the drive back. Jamie was sound asleep about twenty minutes into our return trip and Lucy asked me to pull over by the side of the road ten minutes after that. As soon as I put the vehicle into park she slid over to me and kissed me. 

There was serious intent with the kiss and apparently no time limit so I allowed myself to sink deeply into it. Our tongues became much better acquainted as my hand lingered on a breast and as her hand lingered on my cock. There were several false stops but the kiss eventually ended and she slid back to her seat. 

As I resumed driving she asked, "So, how do you like your new girlfriend so far?"

"This is all very scary to me. She has become way too important, life changing important, way too quickly. She is bold."

"Actually, the last thing anyone will tell you about me is that I am bold, you are the only one to ever draw that out in me. I knew I only had five days to make you realize how much trouble you were in. 

You had me interested when you confessed to the snake ruse and very interested when you kept taking pictures of me as if I was a supermodel. You like freckles and ordinary tits. You love me when I act goofy and you make me laugh. I turn you on which is totally flattering. I love kissing you. 

Thank you for the kiss and the embrace at the spring. I needed the confirmation. I was about to pull a knife on you to make you see exactly who I was. I was very happy to see you already knew.

I will be your girlfriend for the foreseeable future so handle it."

"Hmm. Bossy too."

"Handle it, please." She gave my hand a hard squeeze.

About ten minutes later into our drive I broke the silence by saying, "The last word I would use to describe your tits is ordinary."

Her hand slid up my thigh and gave my cock a squeeze. 

I stopped the vehicle two more times before we made it back to the mountain. There was considerable groping to go along with the kisses. Neither of us had underwear under our gym shorts and as usual she wore no bra. Our hands caressed each other where our bodies craved the caress. During one of those episodes she bit my shoulder.

Jamie did not wake up until we were well up on the mountain road to the campground. On that trip up the mountain we got see where the mule deer territory ended and the white tail deer territory began. Both species were on the side of the wet road watching us drive by. 

The mountain showed every sign of having endured a rainstorm and when we got to the campgrounds we saw that a storm had indeed swept through camp. My tent seemed to be OK so I drove Lucy down to her tent and we found a minor disaster, their tent had partially collapsed. Runoff from the rain had flooded their tent and everything was soaked. It was a stroke of luck that they had backpacks of newly cleaned clothes in my car. We got to work immediately and simply broke her camp. There was never a question or hesitation, they just moved in with me.

I inflated the smaller bed and made room for their stuff in my tent and in our respective vehicles. It was our last day in Big Bend so we just packed up everything we would not need that night.

It was dark by the time their stuff was dry and we could pack it away and we were tired and hungry. We had packed away "the kitchen" so we went to the restaurant at the lodge. 

There we found out that Lucy's was not the only site to suffer from the storm. The tent of one pair of campers had apparently become airborne and they had no idea where it went. It was the same couple we had to wait for to get dressed at the hot springs. They were trying to get a room at the lodge but there no rooms available. 

As soon as Lucy heard of their predicament she offered them her tent and sleeping bags. They offered to pay but Lucy told them to save their money for their trip. She gave the woman her e-mail address and told her to just let her know when they were done with them. 

I walked back down with the couple and unloaded the stuff from Lucy's car. I asked them if they had ice chests and other supplies and they said yes, that the only thing in their tent when it flew away was their sleeping bags.

As I walked back up to the restaurant it dawned on me that Lucy had assured that for however long she extended their camping trip it would have to be with me. I had to stop and take a deep breath.

I returned to the lodge and joined them at a table just as our food was ready. After dinner I carried Jamie back down to our campsite and she was asleep before we were half way down.

After we got Jamie to bed Lucy and I sat on the picnic table bench looking over my map, and sipping hot "fortified" chocolate between kisses. 

"Do we need to call the lodges to tell them there are three people coming?" she asked.

She was studying the map and did not see the big grin that suddenly overwhelmed my face. "Probably, I said. "We might be able to get two beds or at least a cot. Who do you know that can come get your car?"

"My sister should be able to although I dread what it will cost me. Where is the nearest Southwest airport?"

"Midland/Odessa. When you call tell her your car will be in the airport garage after Wednesday."

"We can waste some time along the way. She will not be able to come get it until Sunday."

Both of us gave little thought to all of the commitments we had just made. They were too obvious to be of bother. 

My asking her about her car was done without thinking of the implications. She however had apparently been thinking about that too. We were going to be together for the entire duration of my trip.

As we finished our chocolate Lucy stood and went into the tent to check on Jamie. When she returned she had wrapped a blanket around herself. I was comfortable dressed in a sweatshirt and gym shorts so I was surprised she was cold. As she straddled the bench to face me I saw that she was not cold, she was nude. I quickly turned the lantern off.

"Turn towards me," she said.

As soon as I was settled she pushed up the leg of my shorts completely exposing my hard dick. While holding it in her hand she slowly sank her pussy over it. After a very slow descent she covered us both with the blanket and held me tightly to her. I held her just as tightly to me.

I separated our upper bodies briefly; I wanted to feel her tits on my bare chest so I removed my sweatshirt. We kissed without reservations, deeply. 

We did not actually fuck in the normal sense but after about twenty minutes we decided that my SUV and her car protected us from the gaze of anyone passing by so Lucy opened the blanket to give my mouth access to her tits. I loved and devoured them until Lucy had an orgasm. She bit my shoulder to muffle her moans. Her orgasm precipitated mine.

Several minutes later I had her sit on the top of the picnic table as I sat on the bench and dove in between her thighs. She wrapped the blanket around us and I disappeared from the sight of passers-by, that is if they did not look under the table and see my legs.




Felicity Ch. 10



I made love to her thighs and pussy until she had a second orgasm then devoured her pussy until I was rewarded with two more. It was the first time I had ever eaten a cum filled pussy. I knew that as long as it was her pussy and my cum I would never pass on that opportunity. She had great difficulty in keeping her voice down and I suspected a part of the blanket had been stuffed in her mouth.

I could have continued eating her pussy for at least a week or two but she insisted we trade places. 

My cock was in her mouth before I had covered her fully with the blanket. She gave me my best blowjob ever, keeping me on the brink then backing off several times. She apparently wanted to keep my cock in her mouth for as long as possible. Eventually there was no way for me to hold back. 

I tapped her on the shoulder as a warning but it was ignored. Thinking that she had misinterpreted my signal I let go of one side of the blanket and gently tried to lift her chin but she swatted my hand away and intensified her efforts. When she gave me a look of intense passion I could not hold off any longer and I erupted into her mouth with a shudder and a moan. She slowed down and milked my cock tenderly, lovingly. By the time she was done there was no trace of cum on her or me.

I slid down off the table and kissed her deeply then we walked hand in hand into our tent. We were both naked by then, my shorts were somewhere under the picnic table.

Our kissing continued as soon as we were in bed and lasted until we both yawned. She giggled and said we needed to continue that later and turned her body so we could spoon. We were a perfect fit.

A few moments later she said, "You do know that we are madly in love with each other don't you? We have been since the first night."

"Yes, I know," I answered.

That night we slept cuddled-up naked as if we had always done so.

Lucy, Jamie and I left Big Bend National Park and after a stop in Alpine for gas, groceries, and some shopping we resumed our journey northward. Jamie was riding with me since her car seat was in my vehicle and had been for days. Lucy followed behind.

I had hoped that Jamie would stay awake long enough to fill me in on some family gossip but that was not to be as she slept from Big Bend to Alpine and about a third of the way from Alpine to Davis Mountain. I did learn she had three aunts, a grandma and a grandpa, and a best friend and they were going to start "real" school.

I asked her if her school was the same one her mom taught in and she said no. She went on to tell me about her grandfather's boat, the big fish she caught, and other friends before her voice trailed away and was asleep again. 

It's funny how quickly kids fall asleep in a moving vehicle. My niece seems to fall asleep in less than a block.

In my rear view mirror I could see that Lucy spent a lot of time on the phone, probably not putting it down until she lost the signal. 

She later told me she barely made it through each call since very little of the area had a usable signal for her phone. Lucy commented that we had driven through a lot of "the middle of nowhere". 

She was glad for some of the interruption of service because it cut off her mother's and her sister's warnings about trusting a potential serial killer.

We got to Davis Mountain State Park in late afternoon and settled into our room at Indian Lodge. Lucy thought the place looked like it came straight out of an old cowboy movie. We had a leisurely supper then took a nap. The lodge had provided a cot for Jamie but she joined her mother and me on the bed.

My goal at Davis Mountain was to again say Hi to the Milky Way with the hope that a normally very erratic June meteor shower would be spectacular that year and that night. The comet that is the source for the meteors made a close pass by Earth's orbit the previous year and I hoped it had disintegrated nicely leaving a thick trail of debris for Earth to plow through.

Although Big Bend provides a very good star gazing sky the Davis Mountains provide the best stargazing sky in Texas, there is no ambient light to wash out the stars and no mountais blocking the horizon. It also had clear desert mountain air. 

Late that night after our nap Lucy, Jamie and I found a nice spot on the grassy knoll in front of the lodge, settled onto pillows and a blanket and watched the stars. The park is well over a mile above sea level so we soon needed a second blanket to cover us.

Lucy and Jamie were just in awe of what they saw. The edge-on view of the Milky Way Galaxy was a difficult thing for them to visually and mentally grasp. As the eyes and the brain adjust you see more and more stars until you realize you are looking at millions of them. It is easy to understand the reason for the name of the galaxy. 

As we took in the night sky Jamie fell asleep. Because she had slept most of the day in the car she did not have much of a nap when we got there. 

I immediately took the opportunity to run a hand under Lucy's sweatpants and caress her pussy. She ran her hand into my sweatpants and fondled my cock. We did however manage to remain civilized, although barely.

Suddenly a light streaked across the sky. Lucy asked me if we should wake Jamie up.

"Not yet," I said. It is possible we will see only one per hour. When we see them about one per minute we will wake her up."

About twenty minutes went by before we saw the next meteor, another five minutes more before the next three streaked across the sky and then suddenly the sky was full of streaking lights. We removed our hands from each other's pants and woke up Jamie who after she absorbed what she was seeing began to giggle and clap her hands. Lucy giggled and clapped her hands too. More applause joined theirs from all around us on the hill. 

Until then I had underestimated how an astronomical phenomena could affect people. I had always looked at meteor showers with fascination but I silently thanked the girls for reminding me of that there was also joy. 

I had my big camera poised on the tripod and set for long exposures. I almost clapped my hands too when I saw that the camera was capturing what we were seeing.

The show was spectacular for nearly an hour then settled back to about one meteor a minute, which had been my modest hope going in. It was after two in the morning before yawns led us back to our room. 

I had hoped earlier in the day that Lucy and I would have the opportunity to fool around in bed after Jamie fell asleep in her cot. That night the three of us again crawled into the same bed and we were asleep within a minute, Lucy hugging Jamie to her and me hugging Lucy to me.

We had a late start the next morning but I still took the scenic loop to MacDonald Observatory before starting our drive to Balmorhea. When we got there Lucy and Jamie were very impressed with what to them was the biggest swimming pool in the world and could not wait to plunge in.

I had bought them masks and snorkels in Alpine but I had a somewhat difficult time convincing the two blondes that they needed to wear t-shirts over their suits when snorkeling. They had new bikinis and they had not worn them until that day. They eventually conceded that driving through desert for days with sunburns would probably ruin their vacation. I had enough redhead in me that I always wore a shirt when snorkeling. 

As soon as they plunged into the water they both shrieked after surfacing. I apologized for forgetting to tell them the water was cold. They quickly came out and pushed me in then jumped almost on top of me to make sure the cold-water splash covered me completely.

The San Solomon Spring water is cold relative to the desert temperature, which can be over one hundred degrees. The water temperature is in the low seventies so it is fine, once you are in it a while. 

I was very much relieved to see that Jamie was an excellent swimmer. We had a blast playing in the spring water. They put on the new goggles and snorkels and after some brief lessons from me they just loved the underwater view. They were properly impressed when I told them that some of what they were seeing was found nowhere else on planet Earth. Jamie followed a turtle around long enough to make the turtle nervous.

I had two cameras, a large, expensive SLR camera with many features and a small camera with nice features, it could take a short DVD, fit in a pocket or in a small plastic zip up bag. Within limits the bag made the camera waterproof. With all the splashing going on it was the camera for the day. After double and triple checking the seal I did get a few underwater shots of Jamie and the turtle.

After a while Lucy and I decided that we needed a beach ball but since we did not have one we decided to throw Jamie around. She outlasted both of us and I soon found myself being used as a diving platform by Jamie and Lucy, (against the rules but no one seemed to be interested in curtailing our fun). The girls took turns with the camera as the other dove off my shoulders. The girls eventually took pity on me and led me to some food. I did notice that everyone had big smiles for us as we walked by.

We dressed and ate a late lunch/early dinner. We rested and went back to the pool. 

Lucy said, "I love this place, I am so surprised there are so few people here. I asked the lady at the desk if we could have the room one more night. She said that as of four that afternoon we could but we needed to let her know as soon as possible. Would you mind?"

"Not at all, good idea," I said. "I love this place too but it is a bit out of the way, lets take advantage of already being here."

Lucy detoured towards the office while Jamie and I got in the water. As soon as she relaxed I pulled out my concealed weapon from the band at the back of my suit and started shooting her with a water pistol. She shrieked and started to splash me while I continued to shoot water at her. I stopped as soon as I saw Lucy approaching and handed Jamie her very own water gun. I told her to wait until the count of three. I waited until Lucy was almost in the water, counted to three and Jamie and I unloaded on her. 

Lucy and Jamie had the same exact shriek except Jamie's was an octave higher. Jamie dodged her mother's lunge at her so Lucy came after me. She was soon clambering on my body trying to get my water gun away from me. I held her tightly as I gave her a big kiss and said, "I have a gun for you too."

"You mean this one?" she said as her hand plunged into my suit and grabbed my cock.

I gave her a second or eight to abuse my cock then pulled the remaining gun out of the waistband in the back of my suit. She quickly grabbed it out of my hand and I knew I had to flee quickly.

The water gun war lasted about twenty minutes with sporadic skirmishes into the early evening. Reloading proved to be a slow and cumbersome project so after a while we just enjoyed floating, kissing, and watching the bats swirl over the pool.

We were still in the water when the first meteor streaked overhead. I explained to the girls that it sometimes takes Earth several days to go through a comet debris trail and that we may see more. Before we saw another one our long day caught up with us and we soon staggered to our room.

Our room at the San Solomon Lodge had two beds and Lucy went to bed with Jamie but as soon as her daughter was asleep she joined me in my bed and we had our second fuck. 

Kids sleep very soundly. After they are completely settled they do not hear the TV, their parents arguing, or even smoke alarms. I knew Jamie would not hear us but we tried to be quiet anyway and I expected the drone from the air conditioner would drown out any noise we made.

This time we began on our sides facing each other, her upper leg draped over my hip. We had the covers up to our necks. Penetration and withdrawal is such a joyous thing especially when it can be done without breaking the kiss or releasing a tit. Soon Lucy rolled me over on my back without letting my cock slip out of her and I let her set the pace. I pulled the cover over us and we were in our own private tent.

There were several long pauses with no movement but with lots of kisses; we just enjoyed the feel of our complete union. Each pause ended with a complete withdrawal and a slow re-insertion. Lucy had an orgasm from one of those.

I pushed the blanket tent off my face and reached for my small camera then covered us back up. Lucy understood what I wanted to capture and raised her body and pussy until my cock was barely parting her pussy lips. I put my finger over the flash and snapped away. I asked Lucy to hold her pose and checked the image. There was still too much light so I put a corner of the sheet over the flash and took the shot. Perfect. I asked Lucy for a super slow motion descent and I had three more pictures before my cock disappeared from view. I handed the camera to Lucy so she could check the pictures but she immediately complained, "You can't see my face."

"That is for safety and privacy issues."

"Oh," she said. "How about one where you can see my tits?"

She handed me the camera, raised her body so I could get pussy and tits in the shot. I had her raise up a bit more so you could see that there was a cock inside her and I soon had what she wanted. I returned the camera to the night table and Lucy resumed the slow fuck.

Lust eventually overwhelmed lovemaking as Lucy pounded her hips into mine hard and fast until I could not hold on anymore. Lucy had apparently been waiting for a sign from me and immediately ground her pubic area into mine and burst into a spectacular cum that at least equaled mine in intensity. Her bite to my shoulder to muffle her moans intensified and extended my orgasm. 

She pressed her hips to mine for a while longer but she was soon sound asleep. I woke up briefly in the middle of the night and found us spooning and wondered when I had fallen asleep and when she had slid down from me. I apparently decided it was not important so I put my hand on her ass and went back to sleep.

That morning we had time for lots of kisses and caresses. My cock visited her pussy briefly but when we noticed how bright it was outside we thought it was too risky so we continued our kissing as her pussy lips kissed the head of my cock. I was in the bathroom when Jamie woke up.

Our second day at Balmorhea was a lazy day. We ate, we napped, we explored the cienaga, and we swam. Each of us was victim of sporadic sniper fire from the other two but we survived well enough through the day. Lucy and Jamie honed their snorkeling skills as I regaled them with descriptions of the sights they would see in a coral reef. In her head Lucy had apparently already decided that was going to be the next trip.

Among the people staying at Balmorhea were a lady and her pre-teen daughter. They seemed to be working hard on their relationship but it still seemed strained. I had noticed that they seemed to enjoy watching our water pistol wars. 

Late that afternoon I walked towards them around the edge of the pool and said to the lady, "I really do apologize for this," and flipped my water gun to her daughter who in turn started firing away at her mother under the influence of uncontrollable giggles.

Lucy took pity on the mother and gave her the means to defend herself then we both quickly moved away from the line of fire. Jamie held on to her weapon "just in case." Lucy gave me a quick but fierce kiss as we returned to our room. We could hear the mother/daughter fun until we showered and dressed for dinner.

Later that evening we ran into the mother and daughter as we were leaving the restaurant. The woman thanked us and said that day was the best she and her daughter had spent together in years. She hugged Lucy and I saw something interesting. The woman purposely pressed her tits into Lucy's tits during the full body hug. The daughter rolled her eyes but with a grin said to me, "I can't take her anywhere." She knew what she was seeing and accepted it, perhaps for the first time.

As we walked back to our room Lucy whispered to me, "Yes, I enjoyed that hug." I had seen that too.

"All hugs need to be enjoyed at their fullest," I said.

She squeezed my hand and gave me a quick but enthusiastic kiss. Our lovemaking that night was unhurried, full of love. It was my turn to be on top and I tried to take all the time in the world but just as Lucy had done the night before I lost my demeanor and pounded into her to our finish. My shoulder began to suffer from her bites.

As we recovered she rolled us over, re-inserted my slowly deflating cock into her and rained kisses on me. We fell asleep in mid-kiss; her body draped over mine, my cock still in her pussy, and my hands on her ass. It occurred to me all nights should end that way.

It did not sink into my head what I had just wished for until hundreds of miles later.

It had just been ten days since I met Lucy and her daughter Jamie. But my mind and heart told me they had always been with me and always would.

On our way from Balmorhea State Park to the Midland/Odessa airport we stopped at Monahan State Park and Lucy and Jamie had a blast sliding down the sand dunes. They used trash bags for sleds and managed to have smooth, tumble free rides most of the time. I took a couple of turns with Jamie and Lucy photographed us just as we lost control and crashed, twice. 

Good pictures. Fun time.

I explained to the girls that Texas was once the bottom of a shallow sea and the "beach" we were at in the middle of a desert was once the shoreline. I am not sure either believed that story. Not that I could blame them, I had related to them some outrageous stories over the previous week all based on facts but with a fanciful bend here and there. 

As we drove northward on the Permian Basin they had no problem believing me when I mentioned that we were driving over an ocean of oil.

When we got to our destination near the Midland/Odessa airport we checked into at a nice motel. 

We had accidentally chosen a motel that had suites so we had two bedrooms. When I saw the second room I got a hard-on, which Lucy noticed and grabbed as Jamie rushed to the bathroom. We got a very satisfying kiss and grope in before we heard the flush.

Lucy then went into the bathroom to shower with Jamie and I busied myself separating the G rated pictures from the R and X rated pictures and placing the latter in a secure folder in my laptop. I erased the pictures from the cameras then edited the set. 

I had been correct in thinking that Lucy could see my whole cock at the hot springs in Bed Bend, balls and all. 

Her wet t-shirt prizewinner photos posed a problem; I wanted everyone to see them but would be too jealous if anyone did. Hell of a place to be in. 

The pictures of my cock sliding into her pussy were awesome.

By the time I finished editing the set I had a severe erection. 

They of course picked that time to emerge from the shower so I quickly set my laptop to a G rated slideshow of the last three days and slid out of the chair. Lucy saw my predicament but thankfully Jamie was sliding into the chair and her attention was already on the slide show.

Lucy grabbed my dick as she led me to the bathroom for my shower and wanted to know exactly what I had been looking at. 

I whispered to her that I had just set up a site called Glorious Tits and Pussy and just got a bit carried away.

"These tits and pussy? She asked as she opened her towel in front.

I took a quick look at Jamie and since she was absorbed by the slide show I bent down and softly licked a nipple then said, "I love how your nipples love me back."

She stood by the bathroom door holding the towel open exposing her nudity to me and watched me undress.

"Don't bother with that swelling, I will take care of it tonight," she said.




Felicity Ch. 11



She was very cute. She was not very tall, barely five feet. She had the body of an athlete and moved like a cat. She had somewhat small breasts but more than compensated for that with the most delicious, heart shaped, world-class ass I had ever seen.

She was gay.

We were co-workers but rarely saw each other there. We were, however, both members of "the gang", a group of fifteen to twenty that would at times meet for fun at a club, beer garden, or a home for socializing. 

The gang was mostly women, only five of us were men and two of those were married. A third of the women were also married and that group would usually leave our affairs early. This left a mostly hardcore group of about ten, three guys and seven women, including Connie.

The guys used to think this was an even split because three of the women were gay and one, Teri, was bisexual, but going through a phase in which she preferred women.

I liked the single women well enough and flirted with them. I had, in fact, experienced an intense but brief lust-a-thon with Teri, our friendly neighborhood bisexual bombshell and Connie's best friend.

The problem was that my favorite person there was Connie. I liked her voice; I liked the way she moved. I liked her smell. I liked her sense of humor. And I really loved her ass. 

Every time she would move past me it took all my strength to keep my hands away from it.I took to emitting loud sighs when her butt would cross by my face while I was sitting, thus making my admiration for her ass public knowledge. 

It became the focus of some humor in the crowd. The two guys and Teri joined my sighs.

At first Connie was a bit embarrassed by the attention to her rear. She thought it was too big and that our actions were a confirmation of that. 

We made sure she understood that we thought her butt was a work of art and if anything she needed to put it on display at a museum.

Her fears calmed and soon added to the fun by shaking her butt in response to our sighs.

The first time she did that it was aimed in my direction and I made a point of falling back in my chair with a loud groan. This produced one of the better laughs of the evening. 

I managed to keep to myself that it was not all an act.

I had tickets to each Saturday game of our local Major League Baseball team. I would give the single women first shot at keeping me company for the games. If none were interested one of the guys would come.

Most of the games are in the afternoon, but the next Saturday game was a night game. I had no luck finding a companion; everybody had dates, except me.

I saw Connie as she came in to work Friday morning and asked her to keep me company. Without saying so, I tried to make it clear I was not asking for a date.

She knew I knew she was gay but she had never confirmed it and I had never sought confirmation.

She seemed to be hesitating so I mentioned who the pitchers were. 

She already knew. 

I tried not to show how happily impressed I was by that. All my other companions were fans of the game and liked going to the park but none would have kept up with pitching rotations.

After taking a hard look at my face she said, "OK,"' and walked into the building.

Later in the day she e-mailed me with directions to her apartment and a suggestion for time of pick-up. 

The time she suggested was quite early but I immediately agreed.I found myself looking forward to this "non-date" with great eagerness. 

I reminded myself this was just a ball game with a friend. Still, when Saturday night came I was dressed a bit better than I would for a ball game.

The game was great. We argued over strategy. We made a mess with mustard and relish. 

Once during the game, as she squeezed past me to go to the restroom she seemed to hesitate directly in front of me, then went on. On her return she did it again before she sat down.

Next time I looked at her she was wearing a very lovable pout on her lips.I asked her what was wrong. 

She said, "You don't' love my butt anymore".

I laughed and replied, "My tongue is bleeding because I wanted to lick your butt so bad I had to bite it to stop myself".

She said, "That's disgusting", and then threw peanuts at me. She was, however, grinning.

One thing became obvious; she was having as enjoyable evening as I was.

We lingered after the game, waiting for the crowd and the traffic to thin out then I drove her home. We sat in silence most the way but it was a comfortable silence. I know I was smiling all the way and when I glanced at her she was also smiling.

I pulled into her apartment complex but could not find a place to park near her unit. She told me to just stop in front, that I did not need to walk her to her door. 

I turned that statement in my head and concluded that it was not that she did not want me to walk her to her door, but she wanted to make things easy on me. 

I would later learn that I had arrived at the wrong conclusion.

I stopped as close to her door as I could and Connie opened the car door to get out. She turned and thanked me for a fun night, squeezed my hand, and stood to leave. As her butt turned in my direction I let out my signature sigh.

Without turning or breaking stride she moved a hand behind her back and gave me the finger.

I waited until she was safely in her door before starting to pull away. She watched me as I pulled out. She was wearing a big grin when she waved goodbye.

I was as pleased with the evening as could be. I found myself thinking that this would be a worthwhile relationship. I had never had as much pure fun on a date as I had that night.

Then I mentally slapped myself, hard. My mind shouted, "You idiot, this was not a date. She is gay! She has had more women than you ever will".

I hate putting me in my place but I felt I had to.

I managed over the following week to get myself back to an even keel. The gang met at our favorite beer garden that Friday and we enjoyed each other's company. No one noticed that I had stopped making references to Connie's' ass. 

She mingled and I mingled but we did end up sitting next to each other. I bought her beer and she bought me one. I ordered onion rings and we shared. Yet, we did not have a conversation. 

I was happy just because she was sitting next to me. Apparently she was comfortable sitting with me.

No game that weekend but the team would return the following week for a game against the team with the games premier slugger. One of the guys asked whom I was taking to the game. 

I answered that I had not decided while giving my best wolfish leer to Carmen, one of the married ladies. This was greeted with howls and cautions about my physical safety.

I knew who I wanted to take, but was convinced it was a bad idea for me. 

This thought was immediately confirmed when Connie got up to leave saying she had a date. One of the other gay ladies came to her and asked in a whisper, "with Linda?' 

Connie answered, "Yes", and was gone.

I had a date for that Saturday night. She was good looking and pleasant company. I tried my best but could not get any real enthusiasm going. I made a token effort at getting laid but my heart was not in it and gave it up. I left my date at her front door with a perplexed expression on her face. I likely had the same expression on my face.

The following week was hectic at work, which had the beneficial effect of occupying my mind. It was not until Thursday that Connie and I crossed paths, this time on our way out of the building after work.

We said hi and I asked her how her weekend had gone. She said, "It was OK, and yours?"

I said, "It was OK".

We walked out to the parking lot and I found myself walking her to her car.

"Listen", she said, "I need to warn you. When you implied last Friday that you wanted to take Carmen to the ball game I know you were kidding. But, I happen to know that if you asked her out in private she would go out with you anytime."

"Is her marriage over?" I asked.

Connie said, "No, but she does fool around sometimes and you are at the top of her want list. Are you going to ask her out?"

I answered, "No, I do not fool with married women, I wont interfere in a marriage".

She gave me a look that I could not decipher. We walked in silence until we reached her car. As she opened her door she turned to me and said, "Take me to the game".

I said "Deal".

She smiled widely, got into her car and drove away. 

As I walked to my car I felt happiness and chagrin. I craved her company but this whole thing was just not good for me. I was convinced I was stupid.

Our Saturday was fabulous. Before I had a chance to park my car near her apartment she was out the door coming towards me. She was wearing a sleeveless sundress that accentuated every curve of her body as she moved within it. 

I was glad I had chosen to wear slacks and a polo shirt. I always felt that when a man is dressed to a lesser level than a woman it looks disrespectful, if not insulting.

Because it was a day game we started out in the morning. I took her to brunch in the theater district and afterward we walked to the ballpark. We filled each other in on our lives up to that point, leaving out some details for later.

After the game we walked back to the theater district and had dinner at a restaurant that featured light jazz music. As we walked past the dance floor on the way out we danced to the end of a song. On the way back to the car we held hands.

By the time I took her back home we had been together over twelve hours, and it didn't seem anywhere near long enough for me.

This night there was a parking spot near her door. I stopped and started to get out to walk her to her door but she stopped me. She was looking towards her apartment. We could clearly tell there was someone there.

Connie looked at me and said "That's Linda. I was supposed to be back three hours ago".

I tried to keep my heart from breaking, reminding it that there had never been anything there to hold.

I apologized about bringing her back so late. I told her she only had to ask and I would have brought her back at any time she wanted. I did not want her to be in trouble.

She looked at me, smiled, and said, "I did exactly what I wanted to do tonight". Then she leaned over and kissed me, turned and walked out towards her front door.

I stayed until she was inside her apartment. I could not hear what was said but through the shadows on the shades I could see that there was an agitated conversation, which lasted a few moments. It ended with an embrace.

As I drove home two thoughts kept crashing into each other in my head. She was gay. She kissed me.

We slowly became best friends. She was in fact my very first best friend. If anyone noticed that we arrived at the gang socials together and left together I did not notice. (I later learned that Connie was getting the third degree from all the women).

The guys looked at me like I was a dumbass with an impossible dream.

With the baseball team making its usual exit at the first round of the playoffs our outings became more varied.I took her to her first opera, La Traviata. She cried.

We went to symphonies and outdoor rock concerts. We went to basketball games and honky tonks. We most often went as a group, but at times it was just Connie and me. We did not refer to them as dates, but they were.

Yet, always, somewhere in the background, I felt the specter of Linda. 

When we went with the gang we would meet at one of their homes. When it was just the two of us she would come to my place and get me. I never drove to her apartment again.

Connie and I were routinely holding hands, sometimes in front of our mutual friends, (much to their amusement). I was allowed at times to softly and briefly caress her butt. Each greeting and each departure merited a kiss. 

Even though they were not the kisses of just friends, neither were they the kisses of lovers.

Well, except mine were. I put a lot of emotion into each kiss, however short they seemed to be.

Several months later I had come to the conclusion that my friends were correct, I was a dumbass. Like a drug addict I knew this was the worse thing that I could do to myself. 

But I could not help it. I was very much in love with Connie.

One night Linda made an appearance at the home of gay partners that had volunteered to host our get together. Our hostesses greeted her at the door as an old friend. Connie, however, did not move from her seat on the sofa next to me.

When Linda spotted us she gave Connie a nod and a small smile, then she seemed to spend a long studying me. 

Linda seemed to be under interrogation from several of the ladies. I saw her shrug her shoulders in response more than once. She never approached Connie.

Our party progressed at nearly normal levels when I noticed that Teri, our bisexual lady, was openly flirting with Linda. I noticed, and so did Connie and the others, that Teri was making a lot of headway. We saw a lot of touching and a few whispers. Linda left after a couple of drinks and Teri immediately followed. Not the subtlest move we had ever seen.

Everyone looked at Connie for her reaction. She stood with a smile and stepped next to me and wiggled her butt. As had become our custom, I reached out with one hand and gave it a small caress. She stepped away and said, "That's enough for now," and headed to the bathroom.

Most of the group laughed but our hostesses followed her to the bathroom, obviously to check on her.

When they returned they were giggling like schoolgirls.

One of the guys said, "Oh shit. They have a secret". 

Connie blushed and gave me a very quick glance before she veered towards the kitchen.One of the women that had accompanied Connie to the restroom sat next to me in on the sofa. She leaned towards me and kissed me on the cheek. 

She then whispered in my ear, "You hurt her and I'll rip your balls off", kissed me again and then made room for the returning Connie.

I am considered to be very intelligent. But now I knew exactly what dumfounded meant.

Somehow everyone sensed something interesting was going to happen. They gathered in front of the couch, some of the women looking as if they were fighting back tears, the guys just as clueless as I was.

Connie sat on my lap.

All eyes were on us.

She bent her head so we were face to face. 

She said, "I asked Linda to move out over a month ago". 

She kissed me, pulled back locking her eyes on mine and said, "I love you", and kissed me again.

I kissed her over and over. 

I thought I heard cheers and applause. Connie was in tears and I may have shed one or two. We were besieged by the others, hugged, kissed, congratulated. 

I was in a state of shock and was caught in the whirlwind of the moment.

Someone asked for a speech. I had not said anything during the tumult. As the group became quiet I looked at their faces, all good friends. All beaming with happiness at the turn of events, happy for us.

I stood next to my best friend, held her hand and said the only things that came to mind. " Connie I love you. Marry me please".

She answered brightly, "OK", jumped onto my arms and hugged me as tightly as she could.

Pandemonium resumed.

I could feel the stupid grin on my face as Connie drove me home from the party.

After a year of thinking I had lost my mind for falling in love with a gay girl she had told me she loved me, she had agreed to marry me.

As I looked at what was to me the world's most beautiful woman I saw a reflection of my grin on her face.

Slowly, however, her expression changed. Deep thought and flashes of anxiety crossed her face. That was followed by a look of decision and resolve.

I tried not to panic. I told myself that she had not changed her mind about us and that it was probably something trivial, like the cars transmission.

We pulled up to my townhouse and without saying a word she exited the car, walked to the door, unlocked it with her key, and strode in.

I followed, closed the door behind us and turned fearing the worst.

What I saw made me jump out of my skin. Connie was headed to the bedroom and she had already peeled off her t-shirt and thrown it on the floor. Her bra, her shorts and panties soon followed. By the time she reached the bed she was naked.

I had never seen Connie completely naked. We had never had sex. Sure, we had shared some intimacies, but we had not been lovers until that day.

Now we're going to make love, have sex, fuck.

She lay on her back on the bed and asked, "Why are you still dressed?"

There was anxiety in her voice.I realized this was to be a deciding moment in our lives. We were both wondering if she could give herself to me fully after many years of loving only women.

I knew her few experiences with men had gone badly.

But that was many years before.

We had something special.

But still.

What if........?

We were going to find out now.

My hands shook as I quickly undressed and joined her in bed. We were both very tense. I did not have an erection.

I lay by her side, pulled her to me and began kissing her with as much love and tenderness as I could manage. I was going to make sure that she knew that with me she would always be safe.

Her naked body against mine was intoxicating. I kissed her everywhere and slowly worked my way down her body. By the time I reached her breasts she was beginning to respond. 

I lavished attention on her tits.I would engulf one of her small but perfect breast completely into my mouth and slowly pull back so that the only contact was the tip of my tongue to a nipple, flick it, trace around it, then repeat. I would alternate between breasts, squeezing them together on my face as I trailed kisses across her chest. Her nipples strained upward to reach my lips. They loved me.

I was now sporting a very stiff hard-on.

I reached down and found a very wet pussy. As I continued to work on her breasts I traced the outline of her pussy lips with my finger. She was so slick and so anxious that a slight movement of her hips plunged my finger deep into her pussy.

I let my finger rest in her love canal for a few moments then started a slow motion finger fuck.

Connie shuddered and moaned.

A small climax.

I changed the angle of penetration and started making passes over her clit. She reacted as if to an electric shock.

A small spasm, a gasp for breath.

A bigger climax.

I slowly worked my kisses down her body, licking and kissing my way to her navel, her hips, and her thighs, while keeping a slow action on her pussy with my finger.When my mouth reached her pussy it was greeted by a moan and a shudder.

She made a small sound of protest when I took my finger out of her pussy.I was, however, just making myself comfortable. I put my arms under her thighs so her heels were resting on my back. She was now fully open to me.I kissed her pussy lips. 

She started making a purring sound with a guttural tone.

I ran the tip of my tongue from her rosebud to the top of her slit. I repeated the motion over and over. 

Sometimes I would thrust my tongue deep into her pussy; sometimes I would flick her clit with the tip of my tongue. 

After a while, each round trip from ass to tip of slit produced at least one small orgasm.I was satisfied that if nothing else I knew I could bring her pleasure. 

But I wanted a lot more.

I grasped her clit with my lips and began to work it like I was sucking a dick.

She kept repeating, " Oh shit, oh shit", then her body started to thrash so violently I would not have been able to keep my mouth on her pussy if Connie had not helped by grabbing the back of my head and holding me there. 

I worried about passing out from lack of oxygen but I was being treated to the best orgasmic result of any effort I had ever made.




Felicity Ch. 11



I felt all-powerful. I was "the man".

My joy was tempered by the reminder that many women had worshiped her pussy before.

Her climax ended. 

her body went limp. She was gasping for air.

So was I.

But it was time for the big test.I started kissing my way back up her body. By the time I returned to her breasts she had recovered enough to resume purring. I reached her lips and kissed her, first softly then with increased fervor.

My body was poised over hers; the head of my dick was resting on her pussy lips. She reached down between us and grabbed my cock and started to pull it into her.

I resisted and whispered, "Play with it a little, it is your new best toy".

She responded with a passionate kiss and began to rub the head of my dick up and down her pussy lips. She then flicked my dick head against her clit. She would trace her opening with my dick then flick her clit with it again and again, repeating the pattern I had just traced with my tongue.

Connie was masturbating with my dick.

A moan and a shudder were followed by the release of my dick from her hand.

I plunged in. 

She gasped and held me tight. I pulled almost all the way out then plunged back in, first slowly, then with increased speed and determination.

Connie moaned once, twice, she shuddered, then spasms.Orgasms!

That did it for me. I came in torrents. Spurt after spurt deep into her womb. My body trembled as she held me close. It was awesome.

I turned us to our sides, my dick still embedded in her pussy. Connie was suddenly laughing and crying.

"I was so afraid this would not work", she said. " I love you so much I was ready to try anything, to actually fake anything to make you happy. Instead you gave me the best fuck of my life and I can't wait until we do it again".

The grin that I had on my face earlier returned.

We spent the weekend fucking. We fucked in every room. We fucked on the floor, on the couch, in the kitchen, on the dining table, while she was on the phone to her mother.

Connie loved her new sex toy and made me promise that it would never go into another pussy unless she put it there herself.

By Monday we were very sore. My entire groin hurt and my jaw hurt. We walked funny.

Our friends gave us knowing looks. It was Wednesday before we could resume our love making, ......in moderation.

It was the best week of my life.

But I really screwed up the wedding. Others helped but it was me who sent it careening away from the script. 

I was in her hometown of Felicity and had spent three befuddling days trying to keep track of her very large clan that that was populated by many short and bright redheaded girls. They had all somehow decided they loved me. 

That did not stop anyone from bombarding me with Nerf baseballs during rehearsal dinner. 

That was my fault, Connie warned me about the dinner wars and suggested I clear out when the rest of the guys did.

My problems during the wedding started after Connie's cousin Carly told me how perfect Connie and I where for each other. I had always known that to be true but those exact words had never come to me. The end result was that I grew a stupid grin that I could not control. 

I tried to look serious, suave, amused, anything to erase the stupid grin. It stayed.

I do not remember exactly how I got to the altar. I did notice that my best man was there with me, a good friend for many years but whose name was a mystery to me at that time. The grin had made me stupid. 

My only coherent thought was the fear that someone would notice that I was about to get away with an enormous prize and would stop the proceedings.

I broke protocol when Sophie, Connie's mom's partner, playing the part of my mother, was escorted to the front row. I walked down and kissed her before she made it to her seat. 

When Connie's mother Allison was escorted to her place of honor I messed things up again by stepping down and kissing her too. 

Teri did not help keep the proceedings as rehearsed. As soon as she took her spot as the maid of honor she jumped over to me and kissed me hard on the lips before she resumed her position. 

Allison, Sophie, and Teri had tears in their eyes. I fought to keep mine back.

The ceremony included the lighting of candles by each of the moms. As soon as that was done they each came to me and kissed me, taking the ceremony even further away from the script.

It was at about that time that I noticed everyone's face had a wide, stupid grin. It made me feel better but mine still would not go away. 

I was surveying the guests, trying to put names with faces with limited success. 

Then Connie's music started. I saw her brother Bobby first because he is tall enough to stand above the crowd. I then saw Connie.

She was the absolute most gorgeous sight the planet has ever or will ever see. It was the first time I understood the true meaning of the term radiant beauty. 

My heart did its best to leap out of my chest and rush to her.

I was overcome with emotion and tears streamed down my cheeks. Luckily everyone's eyes were on Connie and I managed to wipe them away unseen. 

If anything, the grin on my face grew bigger. 

Several times over the previous months there had been times when I thought I could not love Connie more than I did then. I could not have been more wrong on those occasions.

I somehow found myself in front of Bobby and Connie. 

The priest was probably saying something but I was just gone. It was not until Bobby said, "I will," that I snapped back to consciousness. Bobby nearly crushed me in a hug before disappearing. 

I could only see Connie.

Something told me to turn and face the priest. I remembered vaguely how things were supposed to go. I knew I was supposed to kiss Connie somewhere in the ceremony and just to be sure I kissed her right then.

We were holding hands when we at last faced the priest. As he started the ceremony Connie jumped into my dementia and turned and kissed me. 

I kissed her back.

We heard a noise like someone clearing his throat right next to us and were confronted with the face of the priest inches from us.

I would have apologized except I noticed he had a wide, stupid grin on his face.

Connie and I managed to make it through our vows more or less as scripted. We only strayed for a kiss after each had concluded their portion of the vows. Another kiss for each ring exchanged seemed to be OK with the priest. 

When he got to the part of "You may kiss the bride" he added, "again".

That kiss went right up to a tie for first place along the one Connie gave me when she first told me she loved me.

We never got to the stately procession out. After we finished our kiss her mom Allison jumped up and hugged and kissed us, closely followed by hugs and kisses from Teri and Sophie. A horde of redheads kissed and hugged me. 

Bobby and Connie's Aunt Wendy eventually led a parade away from the altar as Connie and I were cheered on our way out.We all made it to the reception room somehow and a party started in full swing. 

Allison and Wendy had taken care of all the details and everything was perfect. A small band was playing oldies rock. The cakes were impressive, the food delicious. 

I had not realized how hungry I was until I ate my first bite. Connie appeared to be even more famished than I was.

We were several minutes into the party when we noticed Allison in deep conversation with someone. 

It was the photographer.

We had forgotten about the posed group pictures after the ceremony. 

I was not eager to go back and pose for pictures but luckily we were spared that fate. Allison asked the photographer about the pictures he had taken before and during the ceremony. Apparently he had seen that the event was a bit out of the ordinary and had snapped over one hundred pictures already. 

Allison said fine, get something to eat, and that was that.

I danced with my wife.

I danced with my new mother, my virtual mother and sister in law. 

It seemed I danced with an enormous number of cousins and aunts and each gave me a ferocious kiss as they welcomed me into the family. 

I had not had a family in five years, their welcome brought tears to my eyes again.

The event ended as I danced with my wife.

Many years later we are still dancing and I still can't get that stupid grin off my face.



Felicity Ch. 12



Chapter 12. Marina

Marina and I began our last college semester as a committed couple. We lived together.

Early that spring semester I had an important swim meet at a college just forty miles away so most of us drove to the site. With very few exceptions college swim meets do not attract much of a crowd so it was easy for me to spot Marina in the stands of the away venue. 

I picked that day to beat the conference record in the thousand meters free, which was what it took for us to win the meet. My nemesis Rusty came in second and was only half a finger away. His time tied the old record.

When I saw Marina flying down the stand steps clapping and yelling I started to walk towards her. I was suddenly surrounded by my teammates and I accepted congratulations from them and from a disappointed Rusty. He and I had become friends during a summer clinic before our freshman years.

I felt a hands caress my shoulders. They stayed there throughout the post-meet visits. Eventually it was time to go to the locker room and go home. The voice that belonged to the hands asked, "What did Rusty say?

"That he was OK that our rivalry had ended in a tie, four for me and four for him. We had every one of our best times when racing each other. The girl kissing him is Teresa. She is on the girl's team but they did not make the finals. We have been invited to their wedding this spring break. He told me to tell you that you are a very good cook."

"I am glad I got to know him after the last meet at home. I hated him for beating you that day and I was shocked when you told me you had invited him over for supper. I expected you to hate him too. I am glad he did come over, he is a good guy."

After we got back home Marina confessed that she made a fool of herself during my race. She screamed, she jumped up and down and froze as I caught Rusty with just two meters to go. She cried when I won and cried when they posted that it was a new record.

"I have never been so excited at any event as I was at your race today," She gushed.

I looked at her curiously. she was after all our schools very first All American in any sport and had been invited to the volleyball olympic trial games.

She apparently guessed my look as she suddenly wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hard kiss on the lips. Apparently she had not.

As she pulled away from her kiss she looked at me somewhat misty eyed and said, "I am so glad I have you. Right now you are anchoring my sanity. No pressure there. Huh?"

"Why, what happened?"

"During the meet my parents called, which was what put me at the top of the stands and almost made me break my neck. 

Dad filed for divorce. 

Mom called him an idiot and claimed to be glad to be rid of him on one phone call then was in tears during the next pleading for me to talk him into giving her another chance." 

"What did you tell her?"

"I asked her to let him go. She hung up."

"Oooh, you had agreed that we were Switzerland."

"Yeah, I know. But I have officially picked a side."

"Well, I guess it's time. I have been secretly on your Dad's side since I met him."

"Not so secretly. I knew as soon as he showed us that he approved of you for me. He is taking us out to dinner tonight. He would have been here for your meet but could not get out of the city in time."

"Does he know we have moved in together?"

"Yes. He is glad we are saving money on motel rooms."

We had a mild surprise when we got to the restaurant that evening, Marina's Coach Sara was with him.

We had a much bigger surprise when after I commiserated with Albert's unsettled life Coach Sara commented, "Well at least he is no longer homeless."

Her comment almost got past us until we saw them blushing. Marina squealed, ran around the table planting big kisses on her coach and Dad then sat demurely in her seat. She looked at me and nodded before saying to them, "We approve," then burst into giggles as she pounded the table. I patted her father's shoulder and blew a kiss to Sara.

I looked at Marina and asked, "Why did we not see this coming?"

She kissed me softly and said, "I think we were distracted elsewhere."

Sara and her Dad nodded as they burst into laughter. We had a great evening and repeated our "dinners for four" once a week for the duration of the school year.

Her Dad and her coach had been in constant contact for four years as he followed his six foot tall baby girl's sport exploits. He was not the hovering Dad but more of a fan of the team and their coach. And his baby. He and Sara had gotten along well, in fact better than we thought.

My athletic career ended just short of the championship as Marina's did and we concentrated on graduation and jobs after that. Surprisingly neither of us had much interest in coaching.

Marina said that she would not have a chance of coping with the drama and politics and I confessed that I had never been a fan of swimming per se; I was in it because I was good at it and therefore it was expected of me. 

"Coaching Little League will be good enough for me," I said.

Marina gave me a big grin and said, "You will need to wait a few years and it may end up being a girls softball team."

Until she said that I had not connected the coaching idea to my own children. My grin soon matched hers and I said, "Let's get started on that," and carried her to our bed.

"Beast," she said as her arms and legs encircled my body. 

After a long and very loving fuck we held each other and had our first definitive talk about our future together.

That Marina and I would be married was a given since our first motel stay, probably long before that. 

When and where our wedding would be had only been discussed in the general terms, such as "after we have jobs."

Her parent's split and the rift between Marina and her Mom had made the event problematic.

The jobs part was resolved just before spring break when a horde of recruiters arrived at our campus. We had discussed many possibilities for our careers but we both knew we were going to be teachers. Our main worry was that both of us would not be able to find jobs in the same school district and whether she would get an offer where she was not required to coach.

At first the finding jobs together part proved to be as difficult as we had feared. Marina and I had talked to five school district recruiters and were disappointed to find that none could promise jobs for both of us although they had said the probabilities were good. 

Marina and I did not like the sound of "probabilities" and she did not like that one of the first words out of each recruiter's mouth was "coach." She really was put off when the sport one of them mentioned was basketball.

We were outside the meeting room doors sort of leaning against each other as we normally did when a small redheaded woman in her mid fifties approached us. 

She asked us if we came as a package and Marina answered, "We sincerely hope so."

The woman said, "Come join me for coffee and lets find out if we are a match."

Marina and I had just decided to pause for coffee anyway so we followed her to a lounge area that had been set up for the recruiters. She introduced herself as Martha and asked if we had heard of the town of Felicity.

Marina answered, "Yes, I am from Angleton and he is from Bay City."

"Oh, good. Neighborhood kids."

After we got settled she asked for our ID cards then took out her laptop and accessed our school records and resumes on-line. I was very much surprised when her first question to me was, "Why do you hate Rusty so much?"

After I got over that shock I answered, "Because he is as good as I am."

Marina added, "We will be at his wedding this Saturday although I don't think Teresa likes us very much."

The woman said, "Teresa loves him so much she tends to take his disappointments badly. The family approves of her and you will find that she will be a good friend."

Our conversation with Martha continued for over thirty minutes but not once did we feel we were in a job interview. Martha's only comment related to our search for jobs was to say, "I see neither of you wants to coach," and left it at that, never asking for an explanation.

Martha congratulated Marina on her All-American selection and asked her if she would be attending any of the Olympic team try-outs.

Marina answered, "No, I am done with volleyball and I have a better offer anyway," then kissed me.

Martha made a few comments about how sickening it was to see young people madly in love with each other and how her family was in the midst of that epidemic and how we were not helping any. We gave her a big smile then kissed again. 

She groaned in disgust.

Marina and I were already in love with the lady whether she had a job for us or not. She clinched it when she returned from the printer that had been set up for the recruiters and slid completed contracts in front of us, ready to sign.

She said, "Our pay scale is good you will note thanks to an otherwise inconvenient resident of our county. You will both be working at our high school. As opposed to some districts we prefer our teacher couples to work together if they choose to do so.

Jay, you will have four Biology One classes and a Geography class. Marina, all your classes will be Junior English. When your are bugged about coaching just tell them you are still working on the certificate."

I had already signed the contract when I asked, "Why Geography?"

"Our district just added it as a graduation requirement, at my insistence by the way. Our science and government people volunteered to cover it this first year because they are the ones that pay attention to the planet as a whole. 

Next year's school budget will include funding for a Geography teacher so this is just a one year assignment. Each of you volunteers will have one class section and will wait with bated breath as I write the curriculum this summer."

"So you are a Geography teacher?"

"No, science teacher, retired but I don't seem to be making much headway in convincing people of that. 

I have drafted you into the curriculum committee. You have more Geology than any of us so will be writing most of that part of the curriculum. There is a nice stipend that comes with that so it will help your finances over the summer. You will be going to work June 15th. We will stop July 2nd and if we have not finished we have the first week of August to complete it."

Marina and I visited with Martha for another hour. She had us program her cell number on our phones and told us that help in housing, moving and wedding was available if we needed it. She advised us to start an account with the local teachers credit union as soon as possible even if it was just five dollars. As soon as our contracts were filed we would be eligible for loans from them.

At about noon she stood and said, "I guess I better go home. I am done anyway. This week I came up for four good people and after just two stops got much better than that."

"Do we know the other two? Marina asked.

"I would hope so. You are going to their wedding on Saturday. Call me anytime. You can pick up your classroom keys on the first week in June if you wish. 

Be happy, the best friends you will ever have in your life will be available for you this summer."

I will admit that by the time we walked Martha to her car and kissed her goodbye Marina and I were giddy. We were convinced that we had just totally lucked out.

As we walked out of Rusty and Teresa's wedding that Saturday afternoon Marina asked, "If we are going to get married how come I do not have an engagement ring?"

The real answer was that it had never crossed my mind. 

The answer I gave her was, "Because you have not picked one out yet."

By the end of that day she was flashing her ring to every passerby. 

I did promise my Dad I would pay him back. 

He said, "It will cost you your first born son."

I guessed he was ready to be a grandfather.

Dad assured me he would be happy to see Mom and Norma again when the day came. 

I made him give the phone to his fiancee and I made sure she understood that her attendance at my wedding was mandatory. 

"Son? She is crying. What did you say to her?"

"That when the day came she absolutely had to come with you."

"I love you son. Count on us."

Mom and Norma had been expecting the announcement and promised to be there "with bells on."

During that evening at Sara's house Marina called her mother with the news. Her mother responded with a string of vindictive curses that quickly had Marina in tears. Her father reached over and took the phone out of his daughter's hand and told his now ex-wife, "Have a good life without us," and hung up.

I was holding one of Marina's hands and her father the other as Sara stood behind her caressing her shoulders. Her anguish dissipated into soft sobs. She looked at us as if to make sure we did not agree with her mother. I could not help but laugh a bit at her concern. 

I kissed her; her father kissed her and said, "Baby, no one in this room could possibly love you more. We know who you are. Your mother has just simply forgotten."

Marina stood and hugged each of us tightly. She kissed Sara's lips softly, lovingly and said, 

"I guess you are now the mother of the bride."

That came as a great surprise to Sara and she burst into tears and kissed Marina with overflowing emotion. Albert and I could see that if the kiss continued un-checked it would lead to passion.

We interrupted their kiss with our own and Albert said, "Jay and I are going out for a beer now. We will be back in a couple of hours."

He apparently knew what I knew. 

"We are both very lucky men," Albert said as we stepped out of the house.

"Yes sir, indeed we are," I replied.

We returned almost two hours later and went to the kitchen and disposed of leftovers as we had our third beer of the night. We were cleaning up when two mostly nude women suddenly appeared, grabbed our hands and led us to separate bedrooms.

I was simply ravaged by Marina and I suspected Sara had ravished Albert too. 

As we drank our coffee the next morning each of us would suddenly shiver then smile.

Our ladies were extra amorous for days on end no doubt in gratitude to what they felt was a magnificent gift from us.

Our life became set in a very comfortable routine. Marina and I went to our classes and met each other at the student union when we had free hours. 

After school we cooked simple meals together at home then we spent time studying until she began to play with my cock or I slid a finger into her pussy, whichever came first.

We did not have any classes after ten on Friday's so we got a late breakfast takeout and went to our favorite lake. We did very little of anything while there.

Friday nights we met Albert and Sara at a restaurant then went home. We watched TV until Marina started playing with my cock or I slid a finger into Marina's pussy, whichever came first.

Saturdays we played on an intramural softball league. Marina led our team in home runs, and strikeouts, a typical slugger. 

I was second to her in both categories. I probably would not have ever heard the end of that if it had not been for my batting average, it was double hers.

Saturday evenings we would try to cook a dinner that Emeril or Rachel Ray had convinced us was easy to prepare. Some of the time they were right.

Sundays we spent naked and fucked often, a suggestion for us from her cousin Edie.

Graduation came. Mom, Norma, Dad, and his fiancee Miko sat together like a big happy family. 

Albert and Sara sat with the four of them and all appeared to get along great. 

If Marina's mother was there none of us saw her.

Marina mentioned that it looked like Sara and Mom's partner Norma were flirting with each other and told me I needed to keep Norma in check.

I replied that we did not have to worry; Mom and Albert would keep them in check, or join them. 

I got an elbow in the ribs for that comment which elicited a "Get a Room," comment from her teammate and best friend Leslie behind us.

We both turned and stuck our tongues out at her.

We had just a few minutes of childhood left. We had to make the most of them.

That same thought must have gone through Leslie's head as she immediately pinched our respective butts. Our laughs brought the attention of our mutual friend Miki who hissed, Guys, behave!"

Naturally the three of us stuck our tongues out at her and her partner Jessie. Our play spread among the group until the senior faculty sponsor appeared and gave us a stern look. We all immediately pointed at each other as the culprit, which made her throw her arms up in mock despair. 

We all saw her smile as she left.

We were soon filing into the auditorium alphabetically, Marina Chapman separated from Jay Gilliam by four letters. 

The rule as usual was for no applause until all the graduates had received their diplomas. It was first broken when Marina's name was called and a loud cheer erupted from the crowd that was followed by thunderous applause. The assistant athletic director jumped up from her seat of honor on the stage and hugged Marina before she allowed her to descend the stairs. As she returned to her seat several girls jumped out into the aisle and hugged her. 

I got a nice cheer from the ladies volleyball team and my swim team. It was not nearly as good as Marina's but I had expected polite silence. 

I became emotional when Marina told me that my cheer from her teammates was not engineered by her or coach Sara. It had been spontaneous. 

I had treated all of her teammates as if they were Marina's bratty little sisters and that had apparently been the right approach. Most of them had trooped through our apartment on a regular basis, particularly Leslie. She and Marina shared a class and studied for it together often. She was the only other senior on the team.

Albert and Dad treated all of us to dinner that afternoon after the ceremony. I saw that Dad had accepted Mom as a friend. 

I never detected a sign of regret or animosity from him. 

His fiancee Miko seemed to be ready to defend him if she detected any animosity from Mom. Half way through dinner she had apparently decided none was coming and accepted Mom for who she was.

All of the ladies liked Albert and all openly flirted with him. Norma did flirt with Sara but thankfully not Miko. 

For Marina and me it was the best-case scenario come true.

Marina and I did not get a chance to visit with Dad and Miko for long. They had an early morning plane to catch and were spending the night at a hotel near the airport two hours away. Miko blushed when I kissed her cheek and Dad blushed when Marina kissed his cheek.

Mom and Norma drove back home that night as they only had a bit over an hour drive. 

Sara did not make any defensive moves when Norma kissed her lips in farewell. She was obviously expecting it and so did the rest of us. 

What none of us expected was a similar kiss from Mom to Sara. Theirs was a softer, somewhat longer kiss. There did not seem to be any lust behind it. 

Sara later characterized it as a kiss to announce that they were now sisters. She was very pleased by it.

So was I.

After dinner Marina and I skipped the graduation parties and opted to go home and shower our love on each other.

We needed it. We had ceased to be students. We were now mostly penniless working stiffs. Adults in an adult world.

Not that we were terrified or anything.

On the Monday after our graduation Marina and I traveled to Felicity and checked into a Super 8 motel. We drove around the town and noted that Felicity was a smaller version of our own hometowns.

The following day we called Martha who told us she was at the high school and to come over and get our classroom keys. It was still just the 8th of June so that bit of information surprised us. Our call was social; we were calling to ask her to join us for lunch.




Felicity Ch. 12



We had driven past the high school the previous day so we knew where to go. When we met her there we saw that she was in the midst of a conference of some kind. She gave Marina the key to her classroom and asked a younger version of herself called Karen to walk Marina to her room.

Martha invited me into the office and introduced me to a tall redheaded guy called James. He was the head of my science department. 

My first impression of him was that he had probably been to all the places I had always wanted to go. That impression turned out to be right. He and Martha were debating the causes for the demise of Costa Rica's golden toads. He was going on his third expedition to find them in mid-July. He had never seen one. Martha had. 

That reminded me she was a science teacher and had likely also been to all the places I wanted to go. I put in my two cents as I covered the theory that it may have been volcanic emissions that weakened the toads enough for the fungus to finish them off. There are lots of volcanoes in Costa Rica. Their numbers seemed to have plummeted shortly after the last eruption of the Arenal Volcano.

Both nodded which made me feel very good.

We were often interrupted by people wandering in to collect hugs and kisses from Martha and James. They were all introduced to me then sent down the hall to meet Marina. I could not keep all of them straight because many were small redheads like Martha.

One that definitely was not was a statuesque black policewoman that was introduced to me as Felicity's chief of police, Shawna. Martha asked her to make sure and say hello to Marina before she left too. 

James then Martha kissed the chief of police on the lips and Martha patted her butt. I never thought I would see such a thing and Martha saw the amused smile on my face.

She said, "The town in general and the teachers in particular believe that you should never keep the people you love in the dark about how you feel. My very extended family which includes our chief of police make our point each and every time we see each other and we go out of our way to make sure we see each other. 

Shawna, our police chief, was going by the school and saw one car she did not recognize, yours. She came in to check if everything was OK. All of us in here are her family. She will protect us with ferocity but as you saw she is a very lovable person."

At about that time a blonde came into the room, wrapped her arms around James and kissed him passionately. As soon as she released James she gave Martha a big sloppy kiss on the lips. Then she noticed me.

"Hi, I'm Lucy. You must be Jay. I just met your wife down the hall. Shawna wants to arrest her for being taller than she is. She told me you do not have a place to live here yet. When did you plan on moving?"

"As soon as we put down the deposit for the apartment we found which will happen next weekend."

"Which ones?"

"The ones by the state highway, near the chemical plant. They are the only ones with vacancies." 

Lucy looked at Martha. Martha was looking at me as if I was out of my freaking mind.

"Has Aunt Wendy done anything with her place yet?" Lucy asked Martha.

In answer Martha picked up her phone and speed dialed a number.

"Pardon me you selfish hussy but have you done anything with your townhouse yet? I have a couple that will be teaching for us and I do not want them in the Hardass Apartments.

Thank you sweetheart, just for that I will not remind Jim he picked the wrong sister, for at least a couple of days."

Martha held the phone away from her ear for a few moments then said, "I love you anyway," and hung up.

She found her purse and fished out a business card for a jewelry shop and handed it to me.

"My sister has a townhouse she rents out. Her last tenant left last week and the ads for a new tenant have not been put out. She said the cleaning crew just finished with it this morning so it's ready.

She will not ask you for a deposit since you are a teacher and will work with you until you get a paycheck. Do not be disturbed if she makes a pass at Marina, or you. It will be a few weeks before you are in real danger."

Lucy slapped her butt and said, "Shame on you. That is nearly defamation of character. Just because she will not loan you Jim for your trip to Europe does not mean you can say that about her."

Martha defiantly stuck her tongue out at her, which Lucy promptly kissed.

"Although, she probably will make a pass at Marina," Lucy added as she turned to me.

Martha and Lucy burst into giggles and even James had to laugh. 

"It must be a family thing," I thought.

I recognized Marina's laughter among the several approaching us. The number of ladies had multiplied and now included a small redhead and a miniature Lucy, both about seven.

Martha said, "Housing problem solved. Karen sweetie, take them down to your Aunt Wendy, she agreed to put them up in the manger."

"Cool, lets go."

We got into the very small woman's very large pick-up and held on as she sped us to the center of town. As she waited for a light to change someone banged on her window. She quickly rolled it down and received a kiss from a Hispanic lady and her teenage daughter before continuing on.

As soon as she walked into the jewelry shop she jumped into a redheaded woman's arms and kissed her enthusiastically.

"Aunt Wendy, these are Jay and Marina."

"Hi, welcome to sedate city. Oh, nice ring. Do you have a wedding band to match it?"

"No, not yet. We have not been able to find one."

"Do you want complementary or matching?"

"Complementary?"

Karen and Wendy showed their rings to Marina.

"Oh man, definitely complementary. Are those from your shop?"

Karen jumped in and answered with obvious pride, "She made them. She is our town artist."

"Come back to the workshop so I can photograph your ring and take measurements. Jay, write down an IOU note for me with what you can handle in terms of the townhouse. I mean easily handle. Don't put yourself in a bind. We will be right back."

I shook my head and wondered about the legality of the paper I was writing. Karen saw my disbelief and said, "Aunt Martha trusts you enough to give you a job. Aunt Wendy trusts her sister's judgment so she trusts you. 

So do I, and James, and Lucy, and Shawna, and about fifty other people you have not met. 

One more thing, we will all want to kiss Marina as soon as she gets comfortable around us. We do not stand on formality very well and we do not trust our second opinions nearly as well as our first. 

Everyone she met this morning already loves her. No one is trying to steal her, seduce her or anything, at least not yet. It is just what the women who are family do. I expect Marina to be considered family any minute now."

Sure enough just as they stepped back out to the shop I saw Wendy give Marina a light kiss on the lips. I gave Wendy the paper with our "lease agreement' and she put it in her cash register without looking. She then handed me a key and asked, "How much stuff do you have to move?"

"Not much, I said. "What we had in our apartment at school was mostly borrowed stuff. We have money to buy a bed and kitchen stuff then we will go from there."

I saw Karen and Wendy look at each other and say at the same time, "Juanitas."

Karen picked up her keys and kissed her aunt softly and waited for Marina to kiss Wendy, which she promptly did.

Juanitas was a Mom and Pop furniture and appliance store. Felicity did not have any of the large furniture chains.

As soon as we walked in women of three generations came over to kiss Karen. She introduced us to the ladies, all named Juanita, who promptly complained that Marina and I were blocking out the sun. They told Karen not to let us come in with James or Allen or we would block out the sky. James was bout an inch taller than me and I assumed Allen was too although I had not met him.

None of the ladies seemed to be terribly close to five feet tall. Compared to them Karen looked to be nearly normal size. The eldest Juanita took my hand and led me to where the bedroom sets were.

She pointed at three sets and asked which one I liked best. I thought it would wise on my part to ask Marina and she just pointed to one that to me seemed a bit old fashioned but sturdy so I immediately agreed. We did the same thing with the living room furniture and the dining set.

They invited us to sit at a table and I began to calculate how much of that I could afford. 

But we were not at the table to negotiate; we were at the table to eat. Karen fast dialed a number and said one word, "burritos," and hung up. Sure enough the best burritos we had ever put in our mouths suddenly appeared in great quantities.

A few minutes later a guy came in and quickly kissed his way to our table. Karen jumped into his arms and kissed him hard enough and long enough that the elder Juanita slapped her butt and said, "Basta, sucia," then kissed the guy herself. His name was Mike and he was Karen's husband. He was also a science teacher but at the intermediate school.

We talked as we stuffed our faces with burritos. Someone brought out a salad, which Mike and I looked at in disdain as we grabbed more burritos. Our ladies looked at us and as if they had rehearsed they said in unison, "You'll be sorry."

Shawna suddenly rushed in, kissed the ladies, (including Marina), grabbed a bag of burritos and dashed out.

A few minutes later Mike hollered "Dad!" and waved at a man walking in. He walked up to him and hugged him as Karen ran to him and kissed him. Mike introduced us to him as his Dad Jim, Wendy's husband.

The middle Juanita brought a small and a large bag for Jim and said, "Para la peliroja" as she handed him a regular bag. "Yours," as she handed him the smaller one.

Jim kissed the Juanitas and Karen and rushed out.

"He is going to the jewelry shop. Wendy's bag has a burrito salad you will need to try sometime," the middle Juanita said to Marina.

"Who cooks?" I asked.

"Her sister Rosa," Mike said pointing at the elder Juanita.

"Please tell her she just earned two more big fans in us. We will always heed the whisper of "burritos."

A slow stream of people came in and each was handed a bag by the Juanitas. Several kissed the Juanitas and most also kissed Karen. We were down to two burritos at our table and I graciously allowed Mike to eat both. I was stuffed which made being gracious easy. Soon Mike stood and said he would meet us at our townhouse and left after kissing his way out.

Karen stood and said we had one more stop to make and kissed each Juanita enthusiastically then ran towards what may have been the kitchen. Marina kissed each Juanita while sitting then we stood to leave. We followed Karen out but when we got in the truck we saw tears in her eyes. Marina kissed her cheek and we waited on Karen.

"Rosa, she is going blind. She did not see me until I was right next to her. I startled her when I hugged her. I am glad she can still give the town her rare treat but worry it will not be for much longer." Karen let out a sigh and smiled. "She still loves her kisses and that's the important part."

Marina softly asked Karen, "Take me to her please."

Karen jumped out of the truck and led us back into the store and back to the kitchen. In impeccable Spanglish she announced us to Rosa, a small frail lady with beautiful silver hair. Karen told her that she had two more people that loved her. 

We kissed her as Marina complemented her hair and I called her a kitchen genius. Karen was right; Rosa loved her kisses and caresses. The Juanitas seemed to be very emotional as we left. In fact so were we.

Our next stop was Felicity's version of a department store. It looked to me that at one time it had been a Woolworth's.

"Where is Bernice?' she asked the man at the front.

"She is at the police station. We got robbed this morning and Shawna caught him. Bernice went over to identify him."

"Damn, what did he steal? Karen asked. 

"Pillow cases. Ran in, grabbed an armful, ran out."

We turned at a commotion behind us. A terrified teenager was being escorted into the shop by two angry black women, Shawna and I presumed Bernice. His troubles had just started. When Karen saw who it was she rushed to him, got right in his face and just lit into him.

The man with us introduced himself as Bernie and asked us to follow him commenting, "If you think he has it bad now just wait till his mama gets here."

"Wendy said you needed some linens and towels and kitchen stuff. They are over here. You two are going to need the big towels, they are on the top shelf. The king size bed sets are over on that shelf over there. The best cooking ware set we have is that one with Wolfgang Puck's picture on the box. Plates, glasses and silverware to match are next to it. Help yourself to what you need, I am going to go see if Ronny is still wearing his skin."

Marina and I picked up what we thought we could get by with for a while and walked to the front of the store where we saw a formidable woman trying to rip Ronny's ear off. 

Marina and I placed our items on the counter next to the register and waited to check out. When Karen saw we had what we needed she kissed Ronny's mom, Bernice and Shawna, then gave Ronny one more piece of her mind before she hurried us out the door. After we got in her truck I reminded her that I had not had a chance to check out.

"No problem, Bernice will write up your bill when you are ready for it. Did you hear what that little fart wanted the pillowcases for? He and his brother were going to put pigs in them. Incredible."

"They were going to steal pigs?"

"No, their own pigs. They are very active in FAA. We could not get the why from him but his mother is going to have Shawna throw him in the slammer until he does talk. The pranks those boys pull are far out sometimes but stealing has never been a part of them."

"So, he is a prankster, not a thief," Marina said.

"Well, he is now," Karen said. "He is just fourteen so there will not be a record in any case and I suspect the paperwork will get lost, Bernice's memory will fail and his mother will let him live. This time we may be able to get a school year of peace and quiet out of this. He will be your problem now, he will be a ninth grader this fall."

"What kind of pranks?" I asked.

"On the first day of school last year he walked into Mike's classroom leading a calf. He claimed that the calf's babysitter had not shown up."

"What did Mike do?"

"First he made him teach the class all he knew about raising a calf. Then he handed Ronny a trashcan and a roll of paper towels and told him that babysitters clean after their babies. Thirty seconds later the calf took a dump.

Mike opened the windows then taught his lesson as if nothing of interest had happened while Ronny cleaned up the cow poop. After Ronny was done he asked permission to go home and check to see if the babysitter was there. Ronny had obviously not thought the whole thing through.

As soon as he left with his calf Mike called his mother who was waiting for Ronny when he got home. When he made it to my class he looked like he had run all the way.

The best part of the day for us was when Mike and I convinced our classes to act as if nothing had happened. Of course when he got to gym class all his friends were all over him so he got the reward he wanted anyway."

As Marina and I laughed at the story we pulled up to a very nice townhouse complex and Karen said, "Jay, you stay in case somebody shows up. I will take Marina to your car and lead her back here."

I did not have to worry about who was going to show up for very long. Mike came in with a twelve pack of Dos Equis and before we finished our second ones a van from Bernice's with our kitchen and bathroom stuff appeared. I signed the delivery list and as Bernice's van was leaving the Juanita's truck arrived. The furniture Marina had pointed to was inside the truck and soon inside the house. The only paper I signed for either was a delivery inventory. I figured that was how Bernice and the Juanitas were keeping track.

I was very glad to see we would not need appliances; Wendy had a complete array of state-of-the-art stuff. I was very, very glad to be able to kiss my Laundromat days goodbye.

Almost as soon as the furniture was inside Karen and Marina returned. They put the linens and the towels in the large washer then after they unpacked the kitchen items enjoyed themselves by having Mike and I reposition the furniture to their liking, often.

We got a break from their whims when we were interrupted by a whole lot of people carrying items for us. There were lamps, household cleaners, wall clocks, mirrors, coffee maker, groceries, paper towels, more beer, wine, chips, and salsa. The last four items did not survive the night. 

Marina was giddy and I was nearly so. It seemed that every time two people left three came in carrying stuff. A few of them asked us about meeting Rosa, and many of them wanted our description of the Ronny incident. Marina came up with a very funny version of the event that featured Karen spitting fire at the terrified boy and her amazement that his ear had stayed attached. Marina had everyone laughing hard, she was good.

By the late evening there were just a few left, Jim and Wendy, Mike and Karen, Jason and Maggie, and Lucy and James. We finished off the last of the three orders of pizza we had delivered. The guys were finishing off the beer as the ladies finished off the wine.

It was then that it hit me; Marina and I were entertaining guests at our home. These were our friends. We lived in Felicity.

We had come for a two-day exploratory trip and before the second day ended we were residents with good friends.

The conversation with our guests eventually led to our wedding plans. Marina related to them the complications we had run into. We had in fact just about decided that Las Vegas was our best option.

The girls nixed that idea quickly. Wendy told us that her little sister, James' mother Amanda, had gone to Vegas for her wedding the previous winter but had to re-do it that spring because only a few of her family and friends managed to make the trip. Amanda had said she did not feel married and would not until all tradition was followed. Wendy said we would feel the same way.

"But we don't even know where to have it," Marina said.

"Felicity," Karen. Maggie, and Lucy said.

They looked at Wendy who nodded then asked us, "Sooner or later?"

"Sooner," Marina and I both said.

They all got a laugh over that then Wendy made a phone call and asked to speak to Betty.

Then she said, "Don't give me that procreation bull crap and leave your wife alone you dirty old man. Get her on the phone." The others roared with laughter.

"Our friendly neighborhood minister," Karen explained.

Wendy asked for open dates, presumably to Betty and wrote them down. "Thanks, I will let you know. Hold on before you go back to his fantasy for a few minutes if you can."

OK, your choices are June 19, 26, July 17, 31. Marina, call your father and see if any of them are a problem. Jay call your father, he has the furthest to travel. I need answers soon; nothing else can be set up before that is set.

I called Dad who said he would make it regardless of the date but the 26th would probably be best for Miko. Mom said any day was fine.

Albert told Marina that any date would be fine with him and Sara.

Marina said to Wendy, "The 26th of June sounds like a great day for a wedding." Everyone raised their glasses to us.

Wendy called Betty back and told her the 26th and our names. She then said, "Really? Your are wearing it?" Pictures please. We love you. Have fun," then hung up the phone.





Felicity Ch. 12



We were all looking at her hoping for an explanation but Wendy just said, "Jim's fault, the result of his Christmas present to the good reverend." 

James, Mike and Jason immediately grinned and raised their glasses to Jim while their wives blushed. I knew Karen would soon tell Marina so I did not ask for clarification.

"OK people, lets go and leave them to their first night in their new home," Wendy announced.

Wendy asked Marina to come by her shop the next day; they had a lot of things to go over. Karen immediately volunteered as her chauffeur. Marina's car was still at Sara's house. 

James asked me to come over the next day and help him keep his Aunt Martha on task.

"Good luck with that," Wendy said.

The kisses the women shared with each other as they parted were starting to look normal to me. Marina had to bend her knees to kiss Karen and Maggie, which made that a bit awkward.

I saw her solution the next morning when Karen just latched on to Marina's neck and as Marina embraced her she lifted Karen up off the floor for the kiss. Karen wrapped her legs around Marina's hips and they extended the kiss. Karen was barely over five feet tall and was not likely over ninety pounds. Marina would not have had a problem lifting her into a hug. 

I guess I had forgotten how big and how strong Marina was. She could bench press nearly as much as I could. To me she was always as soft as a kiss. 

After everyone left that evening it occurred to me our clothes and toiletries were still in our motel room. I needed to make a trip to collect them that night and bring them home. That word sounded so sweet. Home.

That night on our new bed with new linens, (and our own pillows), Marina and I had our most love filled sex to date. We were so giddy about our bright future together we could not get to sleep so we had sex, more conversation, and then more sex. Luckily we were ready for our new life by ten the next morning.

James was not kidding about keeping Martha on task. Apparently everyone driving by the school that noticed her car was there stopped and came in for a kiss and a chat. 

James and I did manage to put a framework to the curriculum, (a much tougher and involved job than I had ever anticipated), but we still had the hard part to do, fitting the lessons within the framework.

As we left that early afternoon I noticed that Martha drove a lime green VW Beetle, the kind with the flower vase. It may as well had been a neon sign saying Martha is receiving at home. I suggested to James that what we needed to do was hide her car as soon as she went into the building.

He thought that was a great idea and for the next week and two days I would come in a bit after they did, James would throw me her car keys out the window, and I would drive her car around the corner of the building. When we were done for the day I would leave first and put her car back where it was. We even kidded her about leaving her keys in the car one day when we did not return them to her purse in time. A flawless plan if there ever was one.

We managed to put a big dent into the curriculum writing during the next few days. But the following Tuesday people started to call Martha and ask her if she was sick. They were asking because they had noticed she had not been to the school for days. They knew she was not at school because they did not see her car. 

A moment of panic later she figured out who the miscreants were. We were grounded for a week.

Saturday night after Marina and I had been citizens of Felicity for nearly two weeks we were at Karen and Mike's for a cookout. Marina and I noted that our habit of leaning against each other was catching on; Karen and Mike were doing it as well as James and Lucy. We were starting to feel like we belonged.

Actually, I was starting to feel that I belonged. Marina belonged from our first day and by the end of the week she was in the middle of everything. All that Saturday at least one female had their hand on Marina's body at all times, often on her ass. Marina had a hand on some female's body too, often on their ass.

I did not think a single woman at the large gathering missed kissing Marina's lips at least once. Karen did so often and she and her sister Maggie spent time sitting on Marinas lap. Often Lucy and Shawna and Marina had their arms around each other's waist in a close embrace. They were the only ladies other than Wendy that were near her height so they were the only two that could do so comfortably. 

Except for kissing their wives the guys waited for the ladies to kiss them, the exceptions for them were Martha, Mo, and Wendy. Everybody kissed them. I was not there yet.

Everyone maintained body contact with everyone and before the evening ended Karen, Lucy, Wendy and Martha were resting their hands on my hips or shoulders. 

Martha even spent some time sitting on my lap as we discussed what was left to do in the curriculum. I was very flattered by that, as I had noted that she sat on the other guy's laps too. 

James and I had been graciously paroled from our grounding that morning but Martha made sure we and everyone else understood that we had not finished our sentence and our parole could be revoked.

Everyone at the gathering had gotten a kick out of what we had done with Martha's car and our subsequent grounding. I saw that in their eyes I was now one of their men.

I knew whom I had to thank for my new life and began to kiss Martha on the cheek as we talked. Before she got up from my lap she leaned to me for more kisses several times.

I had not seen Marina so happy, so at ease since ever. I felt like I was being absorbed into a clan. It was a happy, laugh filled love fest.

Martha had been right; our best friends ever had been waiting for us in Felicity. We had gained their love because Martha loved us and they saw we loved Martha

The following Monday I took a dozen roses to Martha. Marina added a thank you card and letter that had Martha crying. 

Marina called me about thirty minutes later to tell me our home had been invaded by a horde of crying and kissing redheads and blondes and that the chief of police was not doing anything to stop them. She asked me to come and rescue her in a week or two.

The very extended family was like one huge organism, what one felt they all felt within a very short of time.

Over half of the family was teachers that apparently ran through the summer as a pack. Our home became one of their regular hangouts. We were proud of that.

Albert and Sara came down almost two weeks before our wedding and brought Marina's car with them. As a wedding present Albert paid our bills at Juanitas and Bernice's. I hugged Albert and actually kissed his cheek. Our ladies seemed to be very pleased with me after that.

Sara had the mother of the bride role so she and Wendy spent a lot of their time together. Albert confided in me that one night at Wendy's house he and Jim had stepped out for a beer or three, just as he and I had done nearly five months before for Marina and Sara. He laughed as he encouraged me to be nice to my landlady.

I asked him how things were with Sara and him in general.

He gave me a big grin and said, "About the same as you and Marina in general."

"That good, huh?" I said.

Dad came down two days before the rehearsal. As a wedding gift Dad covered our rent through September. 

His fiancee Miko worked for the Seattle Mariners in their guest relations department. To Dad it was better than having a girlfriend that owned a bar.

The team had just started a series in Arlington, which was why the June 26th date was more convenient for her. She was diffident and polite with everyone at first, her formal persona, Dad reminded me. 

After ten days in Felicity Sara already was one of the family. A campaign to bring her and Albert to Felicity permanently was in full swing. Hugs, kisses and butt pats came to her from every direction. 

She absolutely loved that but knew that as a girls coach at a mid-major university she could not accept those displays of affection in public. So she did the only thing she could do. She resigned. Before the summer was over she and Albert were residents of Felicity too.

Sara did announce exactly who she was when she plastered Jello on Albert's crotch after the rehearsal dinner Jello wars. Miko plastered Dad. Martha plastered a guy I had not seen before the dinner but no one seemed surprised over that.

Albert knew the guy and was happy to see him and he apparently had known Marina as she grew up. He was amazed by how much she had grown up. He was plastered in the crotch by a woman too.

I will not go into what happened to me but I wished Mike had told me his story sooner.

Most of Marina's volleyball team and a few of my swim team members managed to come down for the ceremony. Marina's teammate and best friend Leslie was the maid of honor and had joined us a week before the wedding. After three days in Felicity Leslie asked Martha if they needed a coach. Martha asked her to send her transcript and resume' ASAP.

Leslie did not have to go far to get them, they were at our home which was where she was staying. Marina's descriptions of how the town had treated us had convinced Leslie that Felicity was the place for her too. Martha did have a job for her and Leslie was now a resident of Felicity.

Marina's Aunt Marie and her cousin Robby attended with his wife Vicky. Their fifteen month-old baby Fay Marie was continually kidnapped by all of the female members of the family who drowned her with kisses. Fay Marie drank it all up and by the reception was just wandering from lap to lap as James' niece Sammy and his daughter Jamie tried to corral her.

Wendy, her sister Maureen and Wendy's best friend Janice seemed to be very glad to resume their friendship with Marie. Marie and Robby were building homes in Felicity. Robby had headquartered his new business in town and Vicky was about to start her teaching career in the same school Lucy taught. 

Our wedding was perfect. My wedding day was careening by in a blur until it suddenly stopped into sharp focus as Marina and I faced the guests in the chapel. For the second time in my life I could not have been more proud to have Marina stand next to me, this time as we were pronounced husband and wife.

We both felt like our real life had just begun.



Felicity Ch. 13



Chapter 13. George and Martha

Martha was at her desk that late June afternoon. She was alone at the school district office since her young assistants James and Jay were involved in a wedding that weekend, the first was a nephew and an usher and the other was the groom. For a change she had escaped having a major role in the proceedings. She had a curriculum project to complete.

Martha sensed that someone was at her office door just looking at her. She lifted her head and caught her breath.

She said, "Hello George."

"Hello Martha," he said.

More than thirty years disappeared between them. Their minds went back to when they were inseparable friends. To the time they were lovers. They had lost their virginity to each other. 

She had promised him she would wait until he returned from the war. She had not. 

George graduated from the university a semester before Martha and was immediately drafted into the army. While he was at officer candidate school Martha brooded. When George finished the training they spent their last weekend together in a hotel. She promised to wait for him.

Before Martha graduated from the university she allowed another guy to sweep her off her feet. His name was Harvey and he was the life of the party. She married him even though her father and sisters had grave reservations about him. She did not have a real choice by then, she was pregnant.

She did write George and told him as honestly as she could about Harvey. He wrote back wishing her well.

She never saw him after he returned from the war and never heard from him directly, but the very first flowers each of her daughters received were on the day they were born and they were from him. He had signed them "Your friend George." He was still in Asia when her first two daughters were born so Martha was curious about the logistics but her life had rapidly careened into crisis-to-crisis mode so she gave it little thought.

Martha had frantically tried to find him when her youngest daughter Carly's flowers were delivered to her. Her marriage to Harvey had ended almost exactly nine months before and she wanted George back in her life. But no one knew where he was, not even the local florist. They had all been phone orders.

The flowers for the girls continued through their eighteenth birthdays. On those occasions the girls got eighteen pink roses.

Martha began to get roses on her own birthdays after her marriage ended. They were signed "Your friend George." Martha was very irritated by the fact that George knew everything going on in her life yet she knew nothing about his. She did not know if he was a hundred miles away or ten thousand miles away.

Now, there he was standing at her office doorway, still slim although he had added the fifteen pounds he had always needed to. His hair was sprinkled with gray. He still had the erect bearing; he still flashed that endearing shy smile.

"I was hoping you would be free for lunch," he said.

"Absolutely," she said and stood as she picked up her purse.

As they neared the outer doors of the school Martha dropped her purse and flew into his arms and gave him a crushing embrace. She cried. He held her in his arms until her sobs ebbed. Martha did not hear his sigh of relief as he held her.

"I'm sorry," Martha said. "As you see I am still prone to sudden emotional outbursts."

George said, "I did enjoy that one."

He took her to the resorts restaurant and he enjoyed seeing Martha receive kisses from fellow diners, waitresses, and cooks. He also saw that a few did a double take then smiled widely after Martha said, "This is George," without further explanation.

They were just finishing their appetizers when Martha's sisters Wendy and Mo rushed in. They each gave George big kisses and ferocious hugs.

Mo was never shy about digging for information and for once Martha was glad for that characteristic. Under Mo's intense interrogation she learned that George had been widowed for two years. His son worked for a major corporation in Chicago and his daughter had married just two weeks before and moved to Shreveport with her husband, an Air Force captain.

About himself George said that he had been part of an investment firm that dissolved when the face of the firm died. He considered himself to be retired.

When Mo asked where he lived he said, "I have been living in The City since I returned from the war but I just put my house up for sale so I don't know where I am going to live next."

Wendy saw the expression on her sister's face and immediately decided it was time to leave them alone. She and Mo kissed both and left as abruptly as they had entered.

Martha had done her best to keep a pleasant face all through their conversation but she knew that Wendy had read every emotion that touched her. The sadness at hearing he was a widower, the relief that he had lived a happy life were likely obvious enough for even Mo to see them. But Wendy had also seen the flash of hopefulness that came with his alleged homelessness.

Martha was concentrating so hard on keeping an even keel that she did not notice that Wendy had not taken part in the interrogation of George.

Before their lunch was over each of her daughters called Martha and asked to speak to George. The each told him they loved him, thanked him for their flowers and made him promise that he would not disappear until they had a chance to kiss him. Although each of them had learned about him from their mother and their aunts none of them had ever met him.

Martha's oldest daughter Rhonda told George that her Aunts Wendy and Mo had been ragging her mother for thirty years about picking the wrong guy. She told him that her mother had conceded that her sisters were correct. That she should have waited for him. She was in effect asking George to forgive her mother.

Martha did not hear that of course and all she heard George say to Rhonda that was not a problem and congratulate her on her landslide victory in the mayoral race. 

Martha was truly at a loss for words that afternoon. She wanted to ask him to consider Felicity as his new home, to escort her to the wedding rehearsal dinner the next day, To give her another chance. 

She knew he should hate her. Martha was pretty sure he didn't but she knew he had a good reason to hate her. 

Martha described her recent life and her joy at having all four daughters' back home. She told him about being coerced into being part of the town council and drafted as school superintendent but somehow she felt he knew all of that.

She did commit a small error as she valiantly rambled on, she let it slip that he still had the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.

He said, "You must not check yours in the mirror very often."

She was already blushing at her own faux pas and his compliment just compounded it. She felt her face begin to burn and her grin become uncontrollable.

But there were no further exchanges as their waitress suddenly appeared with their bill. Martha did not remember eating lunch.

George took her back to the school and walked her to the door. He thanked her for her company and kissed her cheek before he left.

Martha went to her office and sat at her desk. She picked up the papers she had been working on but she soon noticed she had lost her ability to read. She was crying.

Seconds later Wendy and Mo burst in and led her out to their car. Wendy took her to her home as Mo drove Martha's car behind them. Martha's little sisters soon had her in the hot tub with a glass of single malt scotch in her hand. They all sat in silence for a while until their glasses needed re-filling.

Mo ended the silence by telling her big sister, "You fuck this up again we will kill you ourselves!"

Martha said, "George was just visiting an old friend. I am happy just to know he does not hate me."

Mo was about to jump back down Martha's throat when Wendy shushed her and said to Martha, "What we saw was a man that has never stopped loving you. What we heard was a man looking for you to give him an excuse to move back home. To be close to you"

"Don't fuck it up," Mo repeated in a softer voice.

Martha resumed crying. Her sisters kissed her and allowed her to cry herself out. After her sobs ended the sisters sat and sipped their scotch in silence for twenty minutes or so.

Martha broke the silence by asking, "What should I do?"

Mo immediately suggested that she find his hotel room, walk in naked and fuck him into the last century.

Wendy and Martha giggled at the suggestion and that turned their mood to the better for the rest of the day. 

They did come up with even more outrageous plans that had each other in stitches but they settled on simply asking him to join them at a wedding rehearsal dinner. 

They were going to encourage his attendance by saying that, Martha's daughters would be there and he would have the opportunity to visit with them. It took another scotch before Martha got the nerve to call him. Terrified as she was she still tried to make her suggestion as casual as she could. 

She sensed a bit of hesitation on his part so she hurriedly added that the girls were very excited about meeting him in person and as she prattled on she mentioned that," He would be her date but she did not want him to feel he was being pushed into anything because it was not a real date unless he ,,,,,...."

Wendy stopped her with a hug and a kiss.

However Martha's prattle was enough to get George to agree to accompany her the next afternoon. He admitted he would feel a bit awkward going to a rehearsal dinner to a wedding he had not been invited to attend but would do so for her and her daughters.

Tell him he is invited, that the wedding planner just invited him," Wendy said.

"Oh, but you are invited Wendy said."

"In that case I would be proud to be thought of as your date."

It took Martha nearly thirty minutes to process that last sentence in her head.

George told Martha that he looked forward to meeting her daughters and to call him about thirty minutes before they wanted him so he could get ready.

It was then that it occurred to Martha that she had not told him that the rehearsal was going to be at a banquet room of the Seafoam resort where he was staying. 

After she added that piece of information George said, "In that case call me five minutes before my attendance is required."

"See you then," Martha said.

She began to tremble as soon as she hung up the phone. Although Martha was surprised at the intensity of her emotions as she conducted the phone call her sisters were not. They immediately surrounded her with their arms and held her as her trembling subsided.

"You have never stopped loving him either I see," Wendy said. "What were you so afraid of those many years ago?"

Martha looked at her with a sad smile as a tear ran down her cheek. "I was afraid he would not come back from the war alive. I was protecting myself; I was looking the other way."

"So Harvey was your distraction?" Wendy asked.

"Yes."

"Harvey was there so you would not spend time worrying about George? To be Rhonda's father."

"Yes."

"Did it work?"

"No."

"What do you mean to be Rhonda's father?" Mo asked.

Wendy ignored her question and said to Martha, "OK, now we understand. It was still a phenomenally stupid thing for you to do but we understand," Wendy said. 

Martha wondered out loud why he had not contacted her when he got back and how he knew what was going on in her life.

She saw the expression in Wendy's face and suddenly knew.

"You have been in contact with him all these years! Why didn't you tell me?" Martha shouted at her sister.

"You knew?" Mo asked Wendy.

"Yes, I knew. I knew his wife. She was a sweet woman. He was married when he returned. She was Vietnamese of French descent. She had a French passport and she was about five years older than he. She was beautiful inside and outside, very intelligent and highly educated. They had apparently risked their lives to save each other. 

She worshipped George and he was very fond of her. He was as loyal to her as she was to him. Bringing you back into his life would have made things very difficult for him and would have destroyed Mai. I loved her. I attended her funeral. I still miss her, she was a good friend. 

Their daughter asked me to be the "mother of the bride" at her wedding. That's where I was two weeks ago. Jim came with me and he and George are now friends. 

Jim was the one that suggested he visit his hometown before deciding where he was going to go when he sold his house. I was very surprised and relieved when Jim said that to him. He does not know that there was a history between you and George and Jim only brought it up because he loves Felicity. 

I was afraid to ask George to come see you and probably would not have done so but he told Jim a visit to Felicity was a good idea. I did suggest to him that he take you out to lunch.

I was the one relaying the flower orders from him for your girls. I was the one that relayed his flower orders for you on your birthdays that Harvey took credit for."

"We told you he was a bastard," Mo suddenly said.

"So you were protecting George from me?" Martha asked.

"I would not have put it that way but I guess that is right. I was protecting Mai too, and his children, and you," Wendy said.

The sisters were silent for a while and during the silence they re-filled their glasses.

Mo broke the silence by saying, "He is an empty-nester now and so are you. Don't fuck it up."

She elicited smiles from her sisters with that remark and soon after they exited the tub and got dressed.

"I'm glad you wore that dress today, you look good in it," Mo said.

"I only wore it because I forgot to do my laundry and had nothing else. Do you think he liked it?"

"I think he liked you in it," Wendy said.

Mo had volunteered to stay in the tub naked in case Wendy's husband Jim got home early. Her ass was swatted by both sisters for that. 

After apparently coming to a decision of some kind Martha apologized for not being able to wait for Jim herself because she had to go to the resort and check on the rehearsal dinner reservations. She claimed she needed to add George to the list. 

Her sudden resolve caught her sisters by surprise. They had not heard George's end of their conversation so they had no way to guess that Martha had just fully processed something he said to her.

In her head Martha had at last heard him say he would be proud to be her date.

After Martha left Mo asked Wendy, "Is she going over to fuck him into the last century?"

"Oh, I sure hope so," Wendy replied. "I need to get back to work. Come with me, we may be able to run a reconnaissance mission from there."

All the sisters knew there were no names on the guest list, only an approximate number. They also knew that the hotel staff understood to expect a bigger number of people than was indicated. Adding George to the guest list was completely superfluous and Martha knew it.

Their not so covert action had not produced any results however, no one had seen Martha at the hotel. They resigned themselves to the fact that they were going to have to break their sister down during interrogation the next day.

But no interrogation was needed. When George and Martha joined them in the restaurant the next afternoon they knew. Not from their wide grins or the fact that they stood close to each other as they held hands.

What told them their big sister had taken the bold step Mo had first suggested was the fact that she was wearing the same sundress she had been wearing when she left Wendy's house the previous afternoon.

Wendy and Mo shared a high-five with each other and started to go up to their sister but were beaten to Martha and George by all of her daughters. George disappeared behind a storm of redheads trying to drown him with kisses.

They saw a tears form in Martha's eyes. Wendy and Mo soon had to dab away the tears from their own eyes. 

What should have been was.

At the end of the rehearsal dinner when Martha joined George at the bar after the food fight she had a Jello cup for his crotch. Unlike the other ladies that had plastered their men with Jello she did not run away. Martha wrapped her arms around him, kissed him, then took his hand and led him back to his room.



Felicity Ch. 14



Chapter 14. Jana and Inga

Helen and Inga were celebrating their college graduation. That had happened two months before but neither felt they had celebrated enough.

Not that the had found college difficult, to the contrary they sailed right through difficult curriculums with ease. What they didn't want was to be viewed as adults.

Both were lesbians and had been each other's first lovers but now they ranged the field as accomplices in seductions which was why they were entering club Kitty. It was Thursday evening and women were stripping for women.

Helen had been there before but it was Jana's first time.

Helen said, "We want to be to the right side of the stage. When the women dance the clothes they discard get thrown that way and they of course have to get them back so they have to come to us after their turn is over I have been having luck by just asking for a kiss in exchange for the items."

"Yeah but has that gotten you laid?"

"Eventually, I make friends first. The owner's wife was my first conquest on my second night here. The dancers are mostly amateurs and mostly straight, at least they are at the start. You may recall I love straight pussy."

"Don't we all. You want a root beer?"

"No, order the special chocolate, I'll save you a spot."

The dancers did solo dances then the last five did a dance together. Some pretended caresses to each other and with some there was no pretensions and a few got bold with each other.

The audience was always bold and caressed and squeezed any dancer's body part they could reach. Each bill merited a kiss, each big bill merited tits in face. Touching pussy was forbidden but it happened.

When Jana re-joined Helen she had the Kahlua infused chocolate drinks.

"I did not know anybody served these," Jana said.

"You're welcome. You just missed the dancer that I want next. She looks like Audrey Tatou."

"That doesn't sound sexy."

"What do you think is sexy."

"That blonde right there."

"You narcissistic bitch, she looks just like you."

"No, look at the muscles on her. Her skin is flawless, and those tits...wow"

"She noticed you. You have a dollar?"

"I do."

Jana got the kiss she wanted and a shy smile. Before she sat back down she had decided she wanted more.

The dancer was down to her bikini panties and a tiara. Jana looked for garment around her but found none.

Helen had 'that smile' on her face. She had the dancers bra.

"I will let you have my tits for ten minutes for the bra."

"Twenty minutes."

"Deal."

The dancers name was Inga and she had a British accent. She was reserved but she apparently found Jana fascinating and was surprised to learn she was a professional strip dancer.

Helen said, "She is very good. You may wish her to teach you a few moves."

Jana slapped her shoulder but noted that Inga had not picked up on the double meaning behind Helen's remark.

"I would love that. This is just my second time here and I feel like a scarecrow when I dance. A client talked me into this but even though I am terrible up there the women seem to like me."

"We do," Helen said.

Jana slapped her shoulder again but then confirmed by echoing, "We do."

Are there other garments around here you need to retrieve?"

"No, I have just a simple costume. I did not expect to come out a second time.

Excuse me but I need to get back, I was number four.

Helen explained the format to Jana as Inga rushed back stage.

"Your roommate still gone?" Jana asked Helen.

"Yes, in fact she will not be returning. Her job transferred her to Shreveport. Do you have plans for the extra bed?"

"I have hopes for the extra bed. Here they come."

The dancers came out and did their best to be erotic with each other but Inga just swayed back and forth until she gave up and walked towards Jana and handed her bra to her.

Jana kissed her lips softly. Inga had every intention of ending the kiss soon but didn't until the announcer thanked the girls.

Jana helped Inga off the stage directly to her and kissed Inga again.

"You have a key. I will be home late," Helen whispered to Jana.

Helen was one of the few McDuff women to live in the city. Jana lived in Felicity so when she came to town she stayed with Helen. That would not be possible for much longer since Helen had already decided to move back home.

Their college degrees had made each somewhat wealthy as trust money had become available. 

Helen knew she wanted to teach but extreme disappointments in her love life reminded her how much she missed having her large family around her. Her aunts had guaranteed her a job at home whenever she wanted.

She wanted one for the next school year.

Her best lover was a married woman, she had just taken Helen by the hand and was walking her to the clubs office.

She was still wearing her dancers' outfit although her bra was in her hands.

There was no talking after they went into the office, just torrid sex.

Jana had a more interesting turn to the evening. First of all they did not go to Helen's apartment, they went to Inga's.

As soon as she learned Inga was a masseuse Jana got naked and said, "Do me."

Inga got nude and began the massage with practiced expertise. Jana loved Inga's hands on her even if it was just a massage.

That changed when Jana turned over.

Before Inga resumed her work she kissed Jana softly. Then she presented her tits for Jana to kiss then kissed Jana's lips again before moving to the foot of the table.

Her feet loved Inga, then her thighs loved Inga, then Inga loved Jana's pussy.

Jana suffered through four orgasms before Inga continued up her body. As her lips arrived at Jana's tits, a finger began to softly tap on her clit. It did not take Jana long to rush to another orgasm but she pulled Inga over her body until she could kiss her and wrapped her arms and legs around her.

Their lips, tits and pussies tried to merge into one.

Jana rolled them over and began to slide her body downward until she devoured Inga's tits. She slid further down and devoured Inga's pussy.

Jana returned to Inga's tits and loved the softly then returned to her pussy and softly loved it for a long time.

Inga eventually had a climax for the ages and after catching her breath took Jana to her bed. As they cuddled and kissed Jana's phone rang.

"You may have noticed we are not at your place. Is that a problem?"

"No, I am not I my place either. Cindy's husband is on a trip and will not be back until Saturday. I have her for two nights. You may have my place for two nights if you can't stay at Inga's.

"I will ask.

Helen is going to be entertained until Saturday morning. I was hoping I would be too."

Inga answered, "I have two appointments tomorrow, both in the morning. I will be yours until Sunday if you wish."

"I wish. 

Helen, I will be entertained until I need to go home on Sunday. I will go by your place in the morning and get my stuff. Say hello to Cindy for me. I love you. Bye."

"We were about to cuddle," Inga reminded Jana.

"Kiss me."

Before each drifted to sleep both knew they had a major problem. Yet they slept well in each others arms.

Helen and Cindy understood they were just fuck buddies but they really did love each other. They understood that even if Cindy did not have a husband they would never be partners. 

But as their naked bodies slid over each other that night it did not matter at all.

Jana went to work with Inga the next morning. She had a room in which to work inside a ladies gym. After she asked permission do so from her first appointment Inga instructed Jana on proper massage technique.

It was a lot more complicated than Jana thought and was fascinated by the process especially the massage to feet and calves.

She also noted the woman wanted Inga, she did not wear a towel and her nude body was on display for forty five minutes and the ladies could see the erect nipples and the slick pussy. Jana got horny.

The woman had her eyes closed so Jana walked behind Inga and embraced her as she kissed her neck. Inga allowed an involuntary moan to escape that brought a smile to the woman.

"So, I see she is not an apprentice," the woman said.

"It means she can kiss me too."

Before Inga could say it would still be improper Jana was softly kissing the woman's lips. The woman caressed Jana's face and prolonged the kiss.

When Jana at last ended the kiss the woman pleaded, "Please, I really need it."

Jana kissed her again and as she began to rub her face on the woman's tits she slid a hand to her pussy and began to rhythmically press over her clit. The woman was definitely ready as she had a nice orgasm in under two minutes.

Jana kissed her lips and asked, "Better?"

"Much better."

Jana looked at Inga expecting a smile but what she saw was great worry on her face. Jana suddenly understood she had placed Inga's license in jeopardy. She mouthed, "I'm sorry," kissed Inga's cheek and left the room.

"Don't worry, I will not tell anyone although I will daydream of it forever," the woman told Inga.

"My silence will cost you a kiss when you come in and a kiss when you leave however. By the way, sex while someone is massaging you feet is awesome."

Inga had to giggle at that and she ended up worrying less but she still did worry.

After the massage was over Inga did kiss the woman softly and left her to allow her to dress. Jana was waiting for her and was upset with herself enough for Inga to give her a soft hug.

The woman, her name was Laura, came out and handed money to Inga then said, "You are now officially fired. This where I am staying." She handed Jana a card from a downtown hotel with a room number on it.

"I will be in town through Sunday night. I would love for the three of us to get together sometime. Oh, here."

She handed Jana two tickets then kissed both on their lips and walked away.

Laura did not expect her wish to be fulfilled but she really wanted them so gave it a try. She was more than ten years older than them and not very pretty. 

"Still, miracles happen." she said to herself.

Jana and Inga watched her walk away until Jana said, "I want her."

Inga slapped her butt then added, "Me too. What are the tickets to?"

"A lecture on Paleontology at the Science Museum. It's on Saturday afternoon. She is the lecturer."

"How do you know that?"

"Helen and I have tickets for it. I better call her, she will freak."

"My second client is coming over. Stay here."

Jana stuck her tongue out and it took all her will power for Inga to walk away.

Helen was agog when she heard Jana tell her she had just masturbated one of her heroes and had been invited to her hotel room. She was pleased to hear she had a second ticket and told Cindy that they were going to a museum Saturday afternoon.

The phone call went on about how satisfying their evening had been with Helen's end of the conversation punctuated by the occasional moan. Before Jana knew it Inga was hustling her out of the gym.

Their love making on her bed was frantic. Each got the other where they wanted to go before either paused to breathe.

Then someone's tummy growled.

They giggled, got dressed and went to the deli for Rueben's. Helen and Cindy were there so they joined them.

Inga and Cindy knew each other of course so no introductions were needed and conversation immediately went to how embarrassing it was to sit at a dinner table with Helen.

"She is on her second sandwich," Cindy said.

Helen mumbled something about sex requiring a lot of energy and kept eating. The other three rolled their eyes then giggled.

Before their sandwiches were served Jana stood up and smiled towards the door. Laura had just walked in. Helen saw who it was and immediately brought a chair to their table. Laura smiled broadly and sat with them.

Helen stopped eating and just grinned at Laura.

Laura noticed and leaned over and kissed her lips.

"I am so gratified to run into somebody that thinks I'm a somebody."

"You are a somebody," Helen countered. "The four of us will be in your audience tomorrow."

"Now that is gratifying," Laura said and kissed each set of lips giving and receiving a bit of tongue in each.

She sat and for the next hour the five gossiped and ate as if they had known each other all their lives.

After each had finished their second beer Laura asked if there was a chance any of them could spend some time in her hotel with her. The chorus of "Yes" had her giggling.

"In that case we better go, I only have five hours."

For the next four hours Laura had a pussy at her mouth and a mouth at her pussy. The four women ravished her and each other. Everyone fucked everyone. Exhausted all fell asleep in a tangle of arms and legs.

They were awakened by a phone ringing, Laura's.

"I am getting ready now, come up. I have some new friends for you to meet."

Laura rushed to the shower but before the others could find the energy to get up someone knocked on the door. Helen was still nude when she opened it and was mesmerized by a gorgeous and dolled up woman with gray hair.

"Come in, she just ran into the shower."

"And I see she was well taken cared of. Do you all make house calls?"

Each woman came up to her and kissed her lips softly then began to get dressed. They stopped when they saw the woman getting undressed. As soon as her ass hit the bed she had a pussy on her mouth, a mouth on her pussy and a mouth on each tit.

"Her name is Elena and is the major sponsor of my tour stop in the city. Each woman paused and said, "Hi Elena."

Elena said something unintelligible due to the fact Cindy's pussy still covered it. Seconds after that her orgasmic groan was unmistakeable and that was immediately followed by Cindy's.

The women rolled away from Elena and Laura kissed her pussy, tits, and lips then said, "Get up. It would be unseemly for the guest of honor and her sponsor to be late to their dinner. There are enough rumors as it is.

As they dressed the ladies saw the transformation from wanton woman to society icon in fascination. Laura was still Laura in her fancy dress. Five ladies understood the either you have it or you don't.

"Are any of you going to be here when we get back?" Elena asked.

"No, we see that Laura is going to ravish you and we would be scandalized by such gay sex," Jana said.

After the giggles subsided everyone kissed everyone and left.

Helen said, "Let's go to the Vietnamese restaurant."

"How can you be hungry you ate one of everything at the deli."

Helen reminded them, "Sex takes a lot of energy," 

The other three shrugged and they had fun and great food in abundant quantities at the restaurant.

As each couple got in bed that evening they cuddled naked with their partner and talked about what a great day it had been. None had sex that evening, well except for Laura and Elena.

Saturday afternoon the four were in the front row when Laura came out. They worried about showing too much enthusiasms but immediately learned Laura was a star in her own right. About two hundred people were absolutely giddy to be there with her.

Her lecture was funny and informative and it included a slide show with a prominent picture of Laura covered in dust.

"It was supposed to be a mud bath but they ran out of water," she quipped.

When the lecture ended Laura got another ovation and she sat behind a table to sign autographs and books. Helen had all three of Laura's books and jumped up but was pulled back to her seat by Jana.

"You want to be last in line," she said.

Helen understood and waited it out.

Elena had been overseeing the book sale table but when the books ran out she came over and sat with them.

"I feel like a zombie. You guys drained me then wild woman consumed me. I'm too old for this crap."

"Sorry to hear that. Three of us were ready to repeat it after she is done," Jana said.

"Three?"

"Yeah, Cindy has to go home and rearrange her bedroom before her husband comes home this afternoon."

Elena leaned over to Cindy and said, "I loved your pussy."

"Helen said, "I am nowhere through with it myself, or yours now that I think about it."

"My house?"

"We will follow you."

Before Helen went towards the autograph table Laura got up and said, "Are we ready to go?"

"Kiss Cindy, she can't come with us."

The ladies moved to block the view and Laura gave Cindy a soft kiss and hug. Helen gave Cindy a long hug and they all exited the museum. Helen rode with Jana and Inga. Laura rode with Elena in a chauffeur driven car.

They pulled up to mansion in the posh section of town and followed the women in. The chauffeur, a young woman, followed them in. All were naked before the filed into a bedroom with an enormous bed.

Although at times a woman found herself in the middle of a threesome all concentrated on a pussy they would not have available often.

That orgy never had the frenetic pace of the one the previous afternoon. They were making love, not fucking. Mostly.

Helen and Jana were surprised and pleased the chauffeur lived in their hometown of Felicity. Promises were made.

Late that afternoon Laura and Elena left the bed to get ready for another formal occasion. Jana and Inga said their goodbyes and went home. Helen stayed and interrupted the chauffeurs attempts to get in uniform often.

They would spend the night together.

Jana and Inga spent that night and most of Sunday trying to get done with each other. They had no chance.

Jana was on the phone with Inga as she drove home and for an hour after that.

Inga left from the gym after her Tuesday morning appointment and was in Jana's townhome for lunch, which was each other.

She accompanied Jana to work at the strip club that night and was propositioned often even after she was sure everyone knew she was gay. It wasn't until Jana's turn and their kiss that the men left her alone.

For breakfast they had each other then Inga drove home, she had an afternoon appointment. She coaxed the two Friday appointments to come in late Thursday and that night she drove back to Felicity.

She drove straight to the strip club and waited for Jana to come out.

The joy on Jana's face when she saw her was obvious to all and all that still a last glimmer of hope, male and female, gave up, Jana had a lover.

Before Inga drove home Sunday afternoon she had met everyone in Jana's very extended family and had a key to Jana's home.

" There is a lot of construction going on in this town," Inga had remarked.

"Yes, my new Dad and his friends are re-inventing the town. Half of it was wiped out by a hurricane ten years ago but no one had taken on the task of rebuilding. Mom and Dad led a coup that voted the old bastards in charge out of office and bought the devastated land. The resort was there before but it sat shut down until Dad bought it.

The three blocks from downtown to the resort have investors building a new Felicity. Let me show you something."

Jana led her to a three story building under construction and after donning hard hats she took Inga up the stairs to the third floor.

There were no door, no ceiling, debris was everywhere.

Jana guided Inga around the floor showing her offices and storage areas then took her into a large empty space in the middle.

"And this is mine," Jana said with an arm flourish.

"Yours?"

"Mine."

"What is going to be?"

"A dance club. Eighteen and up for all the kids stuck at the resort with their parents. Uniformed police officers will put a wristband on them and monitor their actions.

I am trying to get the city council to approve a night of strippers but they keep tabling it. Mom told me to rephrase the request and call it a Vegas style floor show. 

Everyone knows what I want but are concerned that the place would give others the wrong impression about the town. I'm not sure it's going to work at all but I want to try it. I will be one dancer but all my dancers would be in pairs.




Felicity Ch. 14



I want you to always dance with me."

"Inga said sure but....

She looked at Jana and the hair on the back of her neck stood up. Unbidden a tear left her eye. Jana had just asked her to be her partner.

"Yes," Inga said and embraced Jana tightly to her.

Jana allowed herself to take a breath, tears were now streaming from both of their eyes.

The confessed at the same time, "I love you," each said.

Their long kiss was interrupted by Helen when she said, "Will you two give it rest? Man, how embarrassing."

"She gave each a quick kiss, then saw their faces and the trail of tears. She squealed and tried to crush the much bigger women in her arms.

"Her last partner was fabulous so you have a lot to live up to," Helen said.

"My last partner was fabulous," Jana said and gave Helen a loving kiss. 

"She was also my first partner," and kissed Helen again.

Inga saw a tear form in Helens eyes and kissed her.

"I promise to love and cherish her," she said to Helen and kissed her again.

The three slowly walked down the stairs hand in hand oblivious to the crews working all around them.

Helen began to say,"Show her y..."

Janice pinched her ass hard to shut her up.

"You know, I do have something else to show you. Helen, go away."

Helen kissed both not coming close to hiding her elation.

Jana gave Inga a tour of the construction areas then took her through downtown pointing out the buildings being renovated.

"Most of the buildings already have new owners," Jana said.

"We are also getting new housing projects. This is the first of three such sub-divisions. The houses will be ready by summer. Let me show you one of them."

Jana drove into a driveway and they got out of the car. The house had a door but no door lock so they just waltzed in.

"Oh, a rich persons house." Inga said.

"No, very affordable. most people that will live on this loop will be teachers. Every house has three bedrooms except for the one at the bottom of the loop that has four. All have a separate office area, a big kitchen and a big back yard. This one will have a swimming pool back there."

"It is a big yard. Why are there gates to the peoples yards?"

"Everyone in every house knows or is related to everyone else. It makes visiting easier."

"Wow, nice house. I would love to live in a place like this."

"I'm glad you feel that way. This is our house."

Inga almost crumpled to the ground before she grabbed Jana's arm. She could not get her mouth to work she she just started kissing Jana every place that was near her lips.

"I need to devour you," Inga said.

They went to the townhouse and feasted on each other most of the night. Inga had intended to go home that day but knew that if she left town by eight the next morning she would be at the gym in time for her early appointment.

She managed to leave at eight twenty five.

She did not get a speeding ticket.

Her name and her looks had most people assuming she was Scandinavian. She was from England and had come to the country on a work visa. Her gym was owned by a British company and she was sent down to train the personnel.

Her company had given up on making a dent in the American market and she had decided to stay when investors bought the gym. The place was doing OK but it was purchased as a tax write-off by the investors. Inga knew they would eventually shut the place down.

It was time to start looking for work in Felicity. She decided to see what it would take to run her own gym. Small gyms operated for women were becoming very popular so she studied their set up. She knew she could do it.

Two months later she owned the empty former clothing store downtown and her equipment was on its way.

That summer Sunday, the first Felicity Day. She moved her stuff into Jana's house and joined her at a reception in the resort.

Jana was surprised and happy to see her, they had not been together very often the last six weeks.

She was shocked to learn that Inga now had a job in Felicity and had already moved into the house.

Dinner was still being served when Jana stood and dragged Inga out of the banquet room, the ravaging could not wait.

Janice and Wendy nodded at each other. The had made it easy for Inga to get financing. They would keep that a secret.

They were smiling at each other when the first pie flew. 



Felicity Ch. 15



My life changed as the result of a court ordered paternity test. Every guy that had attended a party at a fraternity house had been summoned but since I was not a member of the fraternity I was one of the last ones tested. I vaguely remembered attending the party but I did not remember getting laid. The party had taken place nearly a year before.

I figured that whoever they were looking for it was not me.

It was me.

The photograph of the girl I had impregnated meant nothing to me and even though I conceded the validity of the test I could not remember having sex that night. I admitted to probably being very drunk.

It soon became a matter for lawyers. The girl's family seemed to think they had won the lottery. Whatever the child won in court they thought it would be theirs to share.

When my Dad died Mom and I inherited a large amount of money. He had been a shrewd investor. As soon as the girl's family and lawyers learned that piece of information threats and accusations came flying in my direction.

Our family lawyer hired a private investigator to check on the girl and her family and when it came into our hands Mom and I spent an evening poring over the report. We debated the details of the report at length but eventually came to the conclusion that the girl was a good and honest person that with one exception was born into a family of slime-balls. 

The exception was the girl's older sister who was also her lawyer. She had put herself through school in spite of her family. She had been working since she was a sophomore in high school. 

The mother of my child had been attempting to do the same thing. 

I had derailed her plans.

Mom's original thought was to fight the whole process to a standstill, she was positive I had fallen into a trap. She now conceded that a naive girl had simply been caught up in a situation well over her head and I had been too.

The next day Mom called the girls lawyer and asked her to join us for dinner that Wednesday night. She told her that our lawyer would not be present and that she wanted her to bring her sister and her new niece. It was to be an informal get together just so we got to know each other. To Mom's great surprise she readily agreed.

The next evening changed everything. The girl suing me for paternity was Miss Victoria Russell. She was small, maybe five two, one hundred pounds. She had dark hair and wore glasses. She was plain looking although a bit on the cute side. Her body was excellent.

She did look familiar but not sex partner familiar. We may have had a class together and may have been someone I nodded to in passing. She was very nervous and apprehensive.

Her older sister, the lawyer, looked vaguely like Victoria was three inches taller, maybe as many as ten years older, no glasses, and a blonde. Her name was Fay. 

She seemed to be quietly confident in a non-adversarial way. She had a genuinely friendly smile. Mom seemed to like her immediately and allowed some of her defensiveness to drain away.

My daughter was in a carrier and was all bundled up so I could not see her until she was taken out it. 

Fay handed her to me without speaking and my world changed. 

As soon as I had her in my arms I was a father madly in love with his baby daughter. 

Fay and Mom saw that of course and the entire tone of our meeting changed.

Fay said, "Everything I am going to say is off the record and I will deny we ever had this conservation or that I was ever here if I have to. My family wants to share in what they expect to be a large settlement. Vicky and I would prefer to keep the family out of it. 

I apologize for all of the veiled threats hurled at you; they have come from the family and my firm. None have come from Vicky or me.

Vicky has always known who the father was but thought the pregnancy was completely her fault and intended to raise the child by herself. Our mother thinks that fraternity people are rich people and wanted the money so demanded the discovery."

Mom asked Vicky, "You knew who that father was all the time?"

"Yes. He is in fact the only one I have had sex with in three years. I had seen him often and knew he was smart and polite. He does not remember but often he has held a door for me as I entered or left a building. We had a class together once but he would not remember me from that. There were over fifty people in that class. I admired him from a distance.

"At the frat party I was an easy conquest for him and I was sober. I do not drink. 

He seemed to think I was gorgeous so I knew he was drunk. He had his choice of girls that night so I was very flattered that he was spending time with me. We laughed a lot. We played a video game and I beat him easily, he could barely handle the controllers.

He asked me what he owed me. I said a kiss. That kiss led to another and another until a couple interrupted us and asked to play the video game. We gave way to them and headed for a couch to continue our kissing but by then every part of the room had couples having sex. I decided to let him have me and took us to a small space between the back of a couch and a wall.

I expected him to simply take me and brag about his easy conquest.

I expected to brag about getting laid at a fraternity party to my girlfriends. 

Neither happened. 

He made love to me; he made me feel like I was the most important girl in his life. He never hurried, he waited for me.

He made me faint. 

When I recovered he was gone. I dressed and went home."

"Do you remember any of that?' Mom asked me. 

"A bit more now than I did before. I remember getting trounced in the video game and I remember the kiss. The only part I remembered before tonight was going to the couch with a glass of water to give to someone on the floor behind it. 

Since there was no one there I thought I was too drunk to think straight and I came back home. I am kind of glad I had not been hallucinating."

"You came back to find me?" Vicky asked with surprise.

I nodded yes as I gave her a closer look. I briefly closed my eyes and remembered the kisses. I had eaten them up.

Mom asked Vicky, "When did you learn you were pregnant?"

"Fay does not believe me but I knew before I stepped out of the back of the couch. One missed period later I got confirmation. I was on the pill but I was not very consistent in taking them. 

I am too plain even for horny college guys and most of my sex was with a nice toy Fay gave me when I started college," she said and immediately regretted it. 

She blushed a deep red. 

I could see that Vicky could not believe she had said that. Fay was blushing too. Mom had a knowing smile on her lips.

Vicky stuttered a bit before she added; "I can tell you that I was not a bit upset over the pregnancy.

I kept the condition to myself until I began to show. My parents insisted I tell them who the father was but I told them I had been to a fraternity party and was too drunk to remember. They heard the word fraternity and they saw dollar signs.

I knew you did not belong to the fraternity and did not expect them to summon you but apparently someone remembered you were there. Sorry."

"Thank you for trying," Mom said to Vicky. "That was brave of you."

"I just wanted to cause the least amount of trouble," Vicky said. 

"Life at home had been difficult at best; after my condition became obvious it became a living hell. Fay made a bit of room for me in her small condo and I have been spending most of each day there.

She was the only member of the family with me when the baby was born."

"Had I known I would have been there," I said.

Three sets of female eyes looked at me in astonishment. 

I wanted Mom to understand so I gave her the baby to hold. She knew what was going to happen and was reluctant to hold my daughter, her granddaughter. 

A minute later she said, "Had I known I would have been there too."

I saw a tear slide down Vicky's cheek. 

Fay was barely containing her own tears but managed to say, "Vicky is dead set against my even bringing this up. In fact I had to promise her I would not call you and I was ecstatic when you called me. 

I have a proposal," Fay said.

"Fay don't," Vicky said.

Fay continued, "The goal here is to do the best for the baby. Having her grow up in our family does not guarantee fair treatment or loving care. It did not for Vicky or me. 

There is however one solution to the problem, a way to make sure your daughter gets every advantage we never had and keeps our family out of it for good."

Fay looked at me and said, "Marry Vicky."

Mom and I were stunned by the idea. As we mulled it over in our heads Vicky scrambled to say to me, "It does not need to be a real marriage, we do not have to live together or anything. Fay thinks that it would only need to last one year. We would then divorce and you would have to provide child support but it would be a lot less than you would have to pay on a court order now and you would know where the money was going."

I looked at Vicky and saw that she was borderline terrified. I looked at Mom and saw conflicting emotions as she looked at me then looked at the baby in her arms. Fay however was confidently calm; she knew her plan was the best solution.

I quickly found myself agreeing with Fay.

"What is my daughters name?" I asked.

"Fay," Vicky answered.

"No it's not," said Fay

"Actually right now it is baby Russell. We have not filed the papers as they were missing a last name."

"Her name is Fay Marie Chapman." I said.

"Marie?" Vicky asked.

"It's the name of the old woman that won't let go of our daughter."

"Fay Marie Chapman it is," Vicky said in confirmation.

Mom and Fay seemed to be on the verge of tears. 

I asked Vicky to join me in the kitchen since the best chance of eating supper was going to be if we served it ourselves.

"You two figure out how the wedding part is going to work," I said to Mom and Fay. 

I had already decided that I needed to have ready access to my daughter.

Fay had a big grin on her face. Mom had a worried smile but I could see she was not going to object to my decision. We had a deal.

Vicky and I served dinner on the kitchen table. The original plan was to eat in the formal dining room but that was for dining with strangers. Vicky assisted me the best she could although she was in a complete state of shock. I kissed her on the cheek and that seemed to help some but she was pretty much out of it all through dinner.

Mom only released Fay Marie to return her to her carrier as we ate. 

The wedding plan was simple; we were going to elope to Vegas as soon as possible. Fay did not want her family or her firm to have an opportunity to gum up the works. Vicky was twenty years old but as a student living at home her parents held considerable clout. 

Fay knew that if her parents put full pressure on Vicky she would do as they wanted.

Fay had a prenuptial agreement already drawn up. She confessed that after she had run a check on me she was confident that I would approve of her proposal. She though I was a good guy, (a real boy scout she said), and would probably maintain a relationship with my daughter even after Vicky and I divorced. It took her two minutes in my house to see that she was right.

Mom led Fay to the dining room and they went over the document as Vicky and I cleared the dishes before returning to the living room. 

After a few minutes Mom came to the living room and asked Vicky to stand up. As soon as Vicky did Mom hugged her. 

Vicky seemed to hesitate but I soon saw her close her eyes and return Mom's hug. 

Vicky needed that hug; she fought back tears.

Mom whispered something into Vicky's ear that may have been a question. Vicky did not say anything but her eyes widened and she blushed and that may have told Mom what she wanted to know. Mom kissed her cheek and hugged her again then without another word returned to the dining room.

Shortly after she rejoined Fay in the dining room we heard a squeal of delight from Fay and a loud kiss.

"I think they are getting along nicely," I said in a major understatement.

Vicky nodded with a smile and as she did a tear slid from an eye. Apparently our treatment of her had been completely opposite of what she had expected. 

Mom called Harry, our family lawyer, and he came over in about thirty minutes. While he and Fay went over the papers with Mom in the formal dining room Vicky and I became better acquainted. 

I held my daughter in my arms and asked Vicky if my daughter was dating anyone, had any speeding tickets and so on. Talking to Vicky was easy; she enjoyed my outrageous statements and had the sense of humor to extend the jokes. 

She told me that I needed to talk our daughter out of getting a tattoo on her butt.

We laughed at everything with a sense of relief as we felt the dark cloud over us acquire a silver lining. I now somewhat remembered that on the night of Fay Marries conception Vicky and I did laugh a lot, that we shared a droll sense of humor.

When Mom returned to the living room Vicky and I saw a lipstick imprint of a kiss on her cheek and I asked her why Fay had kissed her.

"Because I am a fine looking old broad, why else?" she said.

Vicky and I smiled and waited her out and Mom finally said, "OK. Fay really liked some suggestions I made. That's all. Harry seemed to think they would be fine. 

Fay kissed him too. Your sister is a pushover," Mom said to Vicky.

"Yes, I know. That is how I ended up invading her condo."

When Mom began to kid us about proper fraternity party behavior she got Vicky to confess that she had wanted to kiss me long before the fraternity party. 

I was flattered.

Mom confiscated my daughter away from me. She did not ask, say please, nothing. She just took my baby out of my arms. My protest was cheerfully ignored. 

I could see we were going to have a running battle over Fay Marie.

Mom finally gave up control of baby Fay when she took coffee to the lawyers in the dining room. When she returned to the living room she said, "The agreement is done, has apparently been for some time."

"When do we get to sign it?" I asked her.

"As soon as they come out. 

Vicky, your sister does not realize it yet but she is in the middle of a job interview. 

It's hard to believe isn't it? Harry, our lawyer, was positive we would have dirty a war because your sister works for a company of shysters."

"Yes, she does," Vicky said. "She is always complaining about them. She was very embarrassed by what they said about him."

"Well with any luck that is about to change. Harry obviously likes her."

Suddenly Fay Marie let the world know that she was wet and hungry. Mom took Vicky and the baby to my sister's room and helped with the diaper change. 

It had never occurred to me they might have wanted privacy so I had followed and watched the diaper change proceedings. 

I left the room when the breastfeeding began but quickly returned with my camera. I took a picture of Fay Marie at her mother's breast as Mom placed her head on Vicky's shoulder and watched with a radiant smile. 

It would become my favorite photo of all time. 

Mom burped her granddaughter.

Harry and Fay were waiting for us in the living room when we returned and the legal papers where on the coffee table ready for us. Vicky and I were shown where to sign and we did so without as much as a glance at the details. 

I figured that if Harry was OK with it I was too. 

Vicky figured that if Fay was OK with it she was too.

Fay and Harry each put the originals in their briefcases and copies on the table then the conversation immediately turned to how adorable my daughter was. 

Harry asked to hold her claiming her as his new client, which brought an immediate challenge from Fay.

We saw that her indignant reaction was a complete sham; her big smile gave it away. I saw that Harry was already one of her heroes.

Harry gently said to Fay, "No need to get uppity young lady. We are on the same side." Harry gave Mom a wink then formally introduced himself to Fay Marie as her back-up lawyer.

Fay did not catch the wink or the implication of Harry's remark but when Vicky saw the smile on Mom's face she got it and flew to her sister and gave her a big hug and kiss then gave Harry a big kiss on the cheek.

As Harry was leaving he told Fay that he would leave some papers for her at our house on Monday. He kissed Mom and Fay on the cheek and said goodnight. 

Fay then turned to me and gave me a lung-squeezing hug as she said, "I knew you would not disappoint us. I just knew it." She kissed me on the cheek then repeated the act with Mom except that the kiss for Mom was enthusiastic and on the lips.

Fay returned to the coffee table and pulled out a paper from her briefcase and placed it on the table. 

When Fay turned to look at us she saw three big smiles for her.

"What?" she asked.

Fay was still clueless.

Mom asked her, "What do you know about Harry's firm."

"Completely first rate, the most important firm in the city. I expected a war. My firm expected a war we could not outlast. They were hoping for an offer to settle. 

I was terrified.

I am so shocked and so pleased at how well it went. Harry even pointed out some errors I had made that would have cost Vicky in the long run and showed me how to rephrase some passages to make them clearer. 

Thanks again for your suggestions," Fay said to Mom and kissed her again, this time it was a soft kiss on the lips. 

It apparently suddenly dawned on Fay that it was the second kiss on the lips she had given Mom in less than five minutes. Fay quickly became embarrassed at her boldness but before she had the chance to apologize Mom kissed her back.

Fay gave Mom a hug then continued, "The entire negotiation took twenty minutes. Harry did not object to a thing. I was very flattered over that.

Doing the changes you wanted took ten minutes and we had printed copies with our signatures in just over thirty minutes. We were just shooting the breeze the rest of the time."

"No you were not," Mom said. "You were in a job interview. 

You have been hired."

Fay was shaking as she sat on the couch, on the verge of tears. "Oh no, I can't. It's out of my league," she sobbed.

Mom sat with Fay and hugged her. She said, "That nice old man you just talked to is the shrewdest judge of character in the world. He is also the managing senior partner in the firm. If he thinks you will be an asset then you will be an asset. 

Anyway, for what you did tonight you are certainly going to be fired on Monday. Just think about how nice it is that you already have another job."

Mom helped a stunned Fay stand then led her to her bedroom as she caressed Fay's shoulder and back.

"You are apparently spending the night," I said to Vicky. Lets go back to my sisters bedroom, I will bring you something to wear in bed."

As we walked to my sister's room Vicky asked, "Where is your sister?"

"Married and living in Luxembourg. You will meet her Thanksgiving."

"She is coming home?"

"No, we are going to Luxembourg. I will be right back with a t-shirt."

I searched for my more comfortable t-shirts and brought her a couple.

"I don't have a passport," was the first thing she said when I returned.

"Then make sure Fay brings your birth certificate when she goes to your parents house next time. We will need it for the wedding anyway. 

"Fay already has my birth certificate. She was convinced that you would accept her proposal and we would be married. 

I though you and your mom would get mad and throw us out. Fay is a lot better at reading people than I am."

"I am glad you came over. I did not expect to say yes to a marriage proposal tonight but as they say in one word, youneverknow."




Felicity Ch. 15



Vicky laughed at the old line as she handed my daughter to me.

"I guess Fay Marie will need a passport too now that I think about it," I said. "Her birth certificate with her real name needs to be filed quickly. We are short on time on that but we can wait until we can have your married name on the passport."

"My married name. That sounds so weird. 

Would there be a toothbrush I can use?"

"There should be a new one in her vanity drawer. You can take a shower if you want. Fay Marie and I will just lay here and make out for a while."

"Vicky giggled and said, "Thanks, I think I will."

I had a rough copy of the pre-nuptial agreement Fay had placed on the coffee table earlier and read it as Vicky took her shower. I smiled at the additions Mom had made in her handwriting during the negotiations with Fay. Mom lined out one item, the one that specified that the marriage would be dissolved in a year. 

Mom was not going to give up her granddaughter without a fight, or so I thought at the time.

Fay Marie was sound asleep and draped over my chest when Vicky came out of the bathroom. My camera was still on the dresser so Vicky took a picture of us. 

That would become her favorite picture ever.

I tried not to stare at her body as it moved sensuously inside my much-too-large for her t-shirt.

Vicky said, "We need to talk about the marriage thing. Fay does not have room for the baby and me. I will need some help in moving out of my parent's house. I will not be able to afford to live in this neighborhood but I will try to...... why are you laughing?"

"Because Mom and Fay have all of that in writing," I said as I handed her the pre-nuptial rough draft. 

"The agreement includes a clause that states that you would live here, so this is your bedroom. You are a full time college student whose education expenses will be covered through your masters degree."

"I get to go back to school?" Vicky exclaimed with a sob. "I live here? This is my bedroom?" 

She giggled past a tear and said, "This room is as big as Fay's whole condo. This bed is bigger than her bedroom. That is the biggest bathroom and the best shower I have ever been in."

"Don't worry, it will feel like home soon. You have become a member of our family. It is very likely you will never set foot in your parents house again."

I sat up and placed our daughter between pillows on the bed. As I started to leave the room Vicky made a move to hug me but stopped herself. 

So I hugged her.

She whispered, "I feel like I just landed in the middle of a fucking fairy tale."

"Hey, no fucking cussing in front of our child."

"Yes sir," she said as a big smile interrupted the path of another tear down her cheek. I extended our hug as I kissed the tear.

I eventually released her from my arms. As I closed her door I reminded her that I was across the hallway if she needed anything.

As I got ready to go to bed more of my memory of her returned.

Our hug had told me my body remembered her and remembered her well. 

It had never been a fuck between us, which is probably why I did not remember her before, that and being drunk. I was trying to dredge up a memory of getting laid at a frat party.

I should have been trying to remember someone I had made love with. 

I remembered being hurt when I went back to the back of the couch and there was no one there. 

I remembered spending weeks looking for someone but not knowing who or why.

There was a soft knock on my door as I was putting on my gym shorts before getting in bed. I opened my door and Vicky apologized and asked me to talk her through the pre-nuptial agreement. She thought she understood it but wanted confirmation. 

We returned to her room and flopped down on her bed and discussed the agreement. She had everything figured out correctly and I began to wonder what she was concerned about so I asked her.

After a deep breath Vicky said, "Fay and or your Mom crossed out the part where we divorce after one year. 

I think they want us to have a real marriage. I want you to know I would never hold you to that. I know I am not what you expected your wife to be and I will never hold back your search for her. I am very happy just knowing you adore our daughter."

I said, "That is very nice of you and you can be assured you have the same privileges. However, I think any sign from either of us that there is someone else in our lives would likely awaken sleeping lawyers. 

I do not expect that waiting one year or more will be a burden for me. I have my most difficult classes coming up and you do too. Between school and Fay Marie we have more than enough to keep us distracted. I propose we do not worry about that part at all."

Vicky gave me a great smile and said, "OK, deal. By the way I did not expect Fay to manage this, I was hoping for a quiet settlement and something like joint custody and free visiting rights for you. I never expected her marriage idea would work. 

Wow, is my sister ever going to get fired. Her firm just lost a lot of money."

"I am pretty sure Harry saw that was going to happen and that is why he led her into job interview mode."

We were on our sides in her bed facing each other with Fay Marie sleeping between us. We were talking freely and easily. There were no legal entanglements between us. We were so at ease with each other that we fell asleep somewhere in mid conversation. 

I woke up briefly in the middle of the night and watched Vicky change and feed our daughter. When done she placed Fay Marie on my chest and went to the bathroom as I burped my daughter. By the time she returned my baby and I were already asleep.

What had begun as the most threatening evening of my life had ended peacefully, happily.

Youneverknow.

When I at last awoke that Thursday morning the first thing I noticed was that I needed to get ready and go to class. The second thing I noticed was that the clock I was looking at was the one in my sister's room. By the time I made it across the hallway my head had put it together and I was wondering where Fay Marie and Vicky were.

I took a quick shower, dressed and went to the kitchen for a quick breakfast. I saw a note for me on the refrigerator that said, "We have gone shopping. Do not go to your afternoon class."

I was a bit miffed that I would not get to see my daughter before class but I managed. 

I did not like to skip classes but the afternoon class was a lab that could be easily made up so I was fine with that. I expected that we had to make a court appearance or something.

When I returned home I was still alone. I was just about to fall asleep on the sofa when Vicky and Mom burst into the house. I was handed the baby bag and my baby and told, "Here, change her."

I thought it had been a joke but they immediately walked out of the door and back into the car. 

Fay Marie was getting very upset. I told her, "Sweetheart, you have been placed into the arms of an incompetent. Be nice to me."

Fortunately I had followed the previous nights diaper change closely and I had an idea what to do. 

Getting her wet diaper off got Fay Marie into a better mood immediately. However I had just about ruined her mood by the time I had her new diaper on. 

After a few kisses and whispers of endearment she decided to forgive me and smiled.

I held her in my arms as I related to her the improbable finish to our baseball team's season. She seemed surprised to hear our team was in an actual winning streak but I assured her it was true. As I began to recount their last win I realized I was not alone, Mom and Vicky had been listening in on us and were grinning ear to ear.

They snapped out of it and I quickly found myself packing a bag, our plane to Las Vegas was leaving in two hours.

"Is Fay coming with us?" I asked.

"She is meeting us at the airport," Vicky said. "She is filing Fay Marie's birth certificate."

"Why are we in a hurry?" I asked Mom.

"Because the only time slot Fay could find at a non-cheesy wedding venue that was not already booked forever is tomorrow night at 8:30. We need to get your wedding license and certificate papers before then. We have until midnight tonight and most of tomorrow but you know I never expect anything to go smoothly."

Where are we staying?"

"The Mirage. Vegas is full. according to Fay. A big convention of some kind. But we did get two rooms. You and Vicky keep your hands off each other for a change."

Vicky and I both blushed which pleased Mom immensely.

"Put this on," Mom said. 

It was a baby sling pouch that was worn like a reverse backpack. 

My daughter was going to be riding with me.

Fay Marie got us on the plane ahead of everyone else. Vicky sat with me, (and our baby), and Fay sat with Mom.

It was my first lesson in the complex logistics involved when traveling with a baby. We had a lot of stuff. I was glad the baby pouch allowed my hands to be free.

My daughter slept right through take-off and slept until we were almost two hours into our flight at which time she began to complain about something. 

I told Vicky I would take her for a diaper change but she pointed out that we had an empty seat between us and we could change her there. 

After I lifted the armrests and put down her changing pad we did just that, or I did with her supervision. 

Vicky thought I had done well. So did the stewardess that had watched me intently. She patted my shoulder before she resumed her journey to the galley.

Vicky then got ready to breast feed as I handed our baby to her. Before she covered her bare breast I may have emitted a small sound. Vicky giggled as she leaned to me and asked me, "What, are you hungry too?"

"Famished," I said with a wolfish grin.

"Masher," she said with a grin.

I looked across the aisle ready to protest my innocence but Mom and Fay were snoozing. 

I took my daughter and burped her while Vicky went to the restroom. Fay Marie was sound asleep and back in my pouch when Vicky returned.

Vicky closed her eyes and did some snoozing too. 

After a while she moved around in her seat to get more comfortable and ended up leaning on me with her head on my shoulders. I turned a bit towards her to make her more comfortable. 

Before I closed my eyes I saw Mom was looking at us with a grin on her face. 

I do not know why I did so but I felt myself blush. 

I did not take a nap but I remained in place until the pilot announced we were on final approach.

Our luggage was there by the time we made the long trek to the carousel and Mom got us a limo to the hotel. We made it to our rooms and Vicky and I were pleased to see a bassinet in the room. 

I was conflicted when I also saw two queen beds in the room.

Mom said we had ten minutes to get refreshed then we were going to the courthouse. It was just before three in the afternoon Vegas time.

We were dismayed at the number of people in line for marriage licenses but we stood in line for a lot less time than we had expected. Many of the people that appeared to be in line were family and friends of the couple applying for the license and the lady at the counter was very quick and efficient. Much to our surprise the lady only asked for our drivers license, and the fee. 

We were back to our hotel well before five.We had over twenty-four hours with nothing to do. 

Of course, we were in Las Vegas. 

Mom and Fay went directly to the casino while Vicky and I went to the ticket desk. I got us tickets to Mystere for that night and for the Blue Man Group for the night after our wedding. On our wedding night I thought I would take us dancing. It never occurred to me to ask Mom and Fay if they wanted to join us. 

Vicky and I returned to our room and took the time to fill in some certificates that went along with the marriage license. One of them was going to be needed for Vicky's passport application and her new drivers license. 

We gave Fay a bath and then took turns in the shower. We dressed and did our best to find Mom and Fay. We were about to give up when my phone rang, it was Mom.

"We are at Wynn's. I wanted to see Emeril's restaurant here but have not found it yet. If you two have not eaten already come join us."

"We are on our way," I said to her.

It is not at all difficult to find Wynn's and after perusing their floor plan we found the restaurant easily enough. Mom and I had been to all three of Emeril's restaurants in New Orleans but this one, called Table Ten, was a completely different experience. "Modern chic," Mom called it.

After glancing at the menu the first thing I said to Mom was, "I hope you are buying."

"Yes I am," she said brightly.

I learned that she was on her third drink of the day, Crown Royal on the rocks. I was happy to see that Fay was sipping wine, possibly the only responsible adult at the table. 

The meal was terrific and apparently so was the ladies room. Vicky and Mom and Fay went there to among other things change Baby Fay's diaper and were stunned by its opulence. They pilfered a stack of monogrammed paper towels that were twice as big and ten times softer than any they had ever felt. Vicky told me our daughter was going to appreciate it when she felt them on her butt.

Mom asked my opinion of Table Ten and I said, "Nice, different, but I still prefer the one on Tchoupitoulas."

I asked Mom and Fay what their plans were for the three nights we were going to be there. 

Mom said, "We are touring the casinos and the hotels tonight. Fay has never been here and it has been five years since I was. Don't wait up for us. Tomorrow after the ceremony I thought we should all go dancing. The night after that Fay and I have a club to try out. It is only open on Saturday nights. Did you have anything in mind for us?"

"Dancing tomorrow night. I am glad we think alike every once in a while. Vicky and I have a show tonight and another day after tomorrow," I said. "That one is an early show so I was hoping you could baby-sit for us. 

It is going to loud in there. We should be back before ten."

"That should be OK. We did not plan to go to the club until after ten. 

"How can a club survive if it's open just once week?" Vicky asked. 

"We don't know," Fay answered. "We assume there is something else going on in the building on weekdays."

"Oh, one important thing," Mom said. "The three of us are spending most of tomorrow getting ourselves dolled up. You are babysitting. 

Don't panic, we will be in the hotel just one loud scream away. One of us will check up on you regularly."

I breathed an incomplete sigh of relief. My daughter was a happy, calm baby but I was a green rookie. I knew that somewhere, sometime soon I was going to find myself in over my head. 

It was then that it occurred to me that Mom was the only one of us with any experience at all. Vicky had six weeks of on-the-job training but I was sure there were hundreds of situations she had not faced. I was very glad that we would be under the same roof for a while.

"What show are you seeing tonight?" Mom asked.

"Mystere and we better start that way. Thanks for dinner Mom."

We exchanged kisses and they headed for the casino as we headed for our show.

We left Wynn's and made it to Treasure Island, or T I as they call it now, in plenty of time. Vicky gave Fay a pre-emptive feeding then we ambled to our seats. 

Our hotel must have had its own stack of tickets because we got good seats for a sold out show just hours before the performance. I decided that I needed to do some math on my credit card to see how much of a premium I had paid. 

I did notice that someone had signed our tickets. Mom and Dad had stayed at the Mirage on each of their trips and I wondered if they still had VIP status. I was a junior so maybe?

I loved Mystere and Vicky was enraptured by it. Watching her wonderment and hearing her laugh and gasp made whatever I paid for the tickets a bargain.

After the show I got her a Mystere souvenir shirt. 

As we walked back to the Mirage we held hands.

We were in our room before Fay Marie stirred again. I changed to gym shorts and a t-shirt while Vicky took care of our baby. I then rocked and talked to Fay Marie while Vicky changed. 

When she came out I had to whistle. She was wearing a long, silky, deep black nightgown with lots of folds. She looked stunning in it.

"I take it you like it. Your Mom bought it for me this morning.

Wow, I can't believe it was just this morning. 

In fact everything in my suitcase and the suitcase itself she bought for me this morning. We owe her a lot of money."

"No problem," I said. "She will take IOU's."

We put Fay in the bassinet and got in our separate beds. We watched the Vegas attractions channel for a while and Vicky concluded that we had no chance to see and do much in our short stay.

Our bodies were still on central time and we were soon yawning. I turned the TV off and Vicky thanked me for taking her on the best date ever. We wished each other a good night and turned out our lamps. 

I debated whether I should have given her a goodnight kiss, it had been a fabulous date.

Thirty minutes later I was still trying to find a comfortable position.

"Can't sleep?" Vicky asked.

"Oh, probably worried about tomorrow. Not the wedding, the babysitting. And you?"

"I am not at all worried about your babysitting."

"The wedding then?"

"Yeah, I guess. This is all too good to be true. My baby is going to get a father that adores her. I am about to get a mother that has shown me more affection in one day than my own mother has shown me in years. I'm afraid it is a dream."

I got out of my bed and joined her in hers. I slid my arm around her waist and snuggled against her back. I kissed her shoulder and said, "Then let us dream together."

I felt her sobs. 

I caressed her shoulders. 

I kissed her hair. 

Her sobbing ebbed. 

She snuggled to me.

We slept.

When I woke up on my wedding day I was again alone. Vicky and Fay Marie were not in the room. It was the second time it had happened and I decided I did not like it that much. I reasoned that the person you went to bed with should still be there when you woke up.

It did occur to me that I had often wished for the opposite to be true.

I concluded that Mom had decided to honor the superstitions regarding the bride and groom not seeing each other the day of the wedding. She apparently did not consider the event as just a business deal. 

Mom called me as I finished getting dressed and told me to go eat breakfast, that I had about an hour before my first duty shift began. I ate at the buffet then returned to the room. Mom came over to the room about twenty minutes later and handed me the baby bag and the baby.

She said, "Fay Marie just ate. You will only have entertainment and diaper duties for a while. At lunch either Fay or me will pick her up and she will go to lunch and you can too. Your long shift is this afternoon but you will have a break before you need to get dressed.

This is the address to the chapel, take a cab no later than 7:45 P.M.; we will already be at the chapel. We will have a limo at our disposal the rest of the night. Son, I love you. I am proud that you have no reservations about doing the right thing for your daughter."

I hugged Mom and told her it was not a problem. I smiled to myself when I realized I was telling the truth.

The day went by easily enough. Fay Marie slept most of the morning and I only had one diaper change to perform. At about the time she became hungry Fay knocked on my door and took her away. I did not go to lunch but instead fussed with my suit and ironed my shirt for that evening. By the time Mom returned with my baby I was more than ready to get her back.

I did a quick diaper change even though she did not need one then we went to see the concierge. I asked her about places were dinner and dancing were possible. She began to rattle off the usual attractions but I stopped her in mid spiel.




Felicity Ch. 15



I said, "I need someplace where she would not get carded," and I pointed to Fay Marie.

The woman's demeanor changed from courteous hotel employee to friend almost immediately. Her name was Alice, about Mom's age and very pretty. She cooed at Fay as she asked me questions about her, to which I fortunately knew the answers. 

She reached down into a counter cabinet and brought out her purse. She pulled out a bulging business card wallet but found the one she wanted quickly.

She said, "This is out of the way, it is in fact at the edge of the desert. The food is terrific and they have a patio outside. At what time will you be going?"

"About nine."

"Then ask to sit outside, the temperature will be nice by then and there are misters all around the deck. There will be less noise for her," she said as she smiled at Fay Marie. 

"There is a small band that plays from around nine to around twelve. They play all kinds of music although I warn you that they are really bad men. My husband is the lead guitarist and my brother is the drummer. My nephew plays the keyboard. 

The place closes at twelve-thirty, which is ridiculously early by Vegas standards but this is not a tourist place. In fact you are the first one in months I have sent there. Any man that will take his daughter dancing has my immediate affection."

She handed me the restaurants card and said, "Don't worry if it seems that it takes forever before you get there, after you leave the lights behind it is just ten minutes away, less than thirty minutes total from here depending on traffic."

I thanked her then said goodbye. I stopped two steps away then turned back to her and kissed her on the cheek. She grinned and blushed.

Fay Marie and I went for a hamburger then walked around the hotel for a while. Although I thought she did not yet have the ability to focus she seemed to be fascinated by the chandeliers. The sound of the slots seemed to make her nervous. "Smart girl," I said to her. "You are correct in fearing those things."

I almost did not recognize Fay when she came to get the baby late that afternoon. Her longish mostly unkempt hair had been cut and highlighted. She wore make-up. I wondered what changes I would see in Vicky. 

At seven-thirty I was stepping into a cab, a bit early but as it turned out a good thing, the traffic was horrendous. I got to the chapel at eight and watched as a wedding party filed out. An older man came to me and introduced himself, he told me that he would be conducting my ceremony and ushered me into the chapel.

After giving me instructions on the choreography of the event he went to another room. Five minutes later he was back advising me that the ladies had opted to go ahead and start the ceremony. We just needed to give the photographer a couple of minutes and the witnesses a restroom break. In less than five minutes the music began and the four ladies marched in. Fay was holding her namesake as Mom accompanied Vicky down the aisle. They were holding hands.

There were no radical changes in Vicky's appearance that I could see, maybe some subtle changes in her hair and make-up. She looked gorgeous.

About the time I started to worry about a ring for Vicky Mom handed it to me. We had matching wedding bands. A small blur of time later I was kissing my wife. It was not a cursory kiss from either of us; it was a true bride and groom kiss.

Vicky and I went outside as Mom and Fay and Fay Marie conducted some business. We held hands. We were in our limo on the way to dinner and dancing before our wedding was supposed to have started.

The place we were heading to was called Aunty El's and was just as Alice advertised, except that she had omitted one detail; she was the lead singer for the band. 

After dinner I waited for a ballad and asked Vicky to dance with me. I heard Alice dedicate her song to us. Vicky buried her face on my shoulder and trembled a bit.

As the song ended and we applauded Alice stepped down from the stage and kissed our cheeks. "I better see you dancing with your daughter before the night is out or there will be hell to pay," she said to me.

I said, "The next ballad."

Mom and I danced to old-fashioned rock and roll; she and Fay danced to one of those country music line dances. When the next ballad began I picked up Fay Marie from the carrier and walked us to just inside the door between the patio and the dance floor and I danced with my daughter. 

Alice was beaming, so were Vicky, Fay, and Mom. Vicky was next to us as I danced with our daughter so I took Vicky's hand and urged her to me and as the song ended I was dancing with my wife and daughter.

Mom said that some of the applause was for us.

Not long after that the band launched into a long rock instrumental number. Alice left the stage and came to our table and I introduced her to my family. "This is my wife Vicky, my sister Fay, my Mom Marie, and you already met my dance partner Fay Marie,"

"I wonder how she got her name," Alice said with a giggle. 

I brought a chair over for her as Mom and Fay thanked her for allowing us into the world of the real people. 

Alice laughed and welcomed us. "How did you like the food?" she asked.

"Terrific," I said. I even liked the green sauce on my steak."

"It is a special avocado sauce they make here." 

"He put that sauce on my salad and it became the best salad ever," Vicky said. "We have been dipping our fries in it. Do you think we could get the recipe?"

"I doubt it. I have been begging for years and all I know is that there is lemon, not lime in the recipe. The silly old woman that owns this joint promised that she would leave the recipe for me in her will. I am trying not to kill her since she is my aunt."

We laughed at that line and had a very nice visit until Mom suddenly exclaimed, "Alice Turnbull of The Fronds! I knew I recognized the voice."

"Wow, you must have been one of our seventeen fans. Thanks," Alice said.

Mom laughed and told Fay and Vicky, "Her band was awesome, and they had a hit album with four songs that ran through my head all through my senior year in high school. Then they just vanished. What happened?" Mom asked Alice.

Alice said, "Same old story. When we started the band I was the keyboardist's girl. He was the founder and leader of the band. Eighteen months later as we finished the album I was the guitarists pregnant wife. We were asked to leave the band so I became a teacher and my husband became an accountant. 

This is our hometown, really, it is. We play now and then when some venue finds itself in need of a temporary act. My family talked us into appearing at their joint on weekends so we decided to do that for the free food. That plus it is fun for us.

I was working at the hotel today because the real concierge is at his daughter's wedding. I do work at the Mirage and at T I part time during the summer."

"I want your autograph," Mom said.

"I don't give autographs," Alice said. "Would my cell number be OK? I think we need to talk some more."

Mom looked at Alice in astonishment then gave out a squeal and hugged her tightly. Alice wrote down her cell number on the restaurant business card she had given me and then after giving Mom a wide grin, signed her name with a flourish. Mom kissed Alice's cheek.

"Alice your husband seems to be trying to get your attention," I said.

"Ooops, that is my intro. Glad to have met you'all. Seriously, call me," She said to Mom.

Alice was soon belting out rock and roll and Mom drug me back out to the dance floor. I was soon in the middle of a three-woman tag team, as their defenseless victim. Mom, Fay and Vicky really did tag each other as they took the other's place as my dance partner. Fay and Mom had apparently given dibs on the ballads to Vicky. Slow dancing saved my life.

Well before we were ready it was closing time. We met Alice's Aunt El, (the owner of the place), and her husband Mark as the band packed up. Eventually we said goodnight to Alice and rode our limo to the hotel. Moving towards the lights made our ride seem a lot shorter than moving away from them had.

Mom and Fay accompanied us to our room. As soon as I had the door open Fay went into the room with Fay Marie. Mom took the card key out of my hand, handed me a different card and closed the door behind her.

Vicky and I wandered to their room somewhat stunned. When we got there we found that the card would not work. We looked at the cardholder to make sure we had the right room and noticed we did not; the card was to a room several floors up.

When we opened the door to our new room we found ourselves in a honeymoon suite. We had been given the opportunity to consummate the marriage. 

No, we were being urged to consummate the marriage.

Vicky and I marveled at the room, the flowers, and the champagne. The view out the window was terrific. We moved a couple of chairs to it and sat there for a while just taking in the view.

I knew Vicky did not drink so I did not open the champagne. I found soft drinks in the mini fridge and we drank them as we chatted about our day and our night while sitting in front of the window.

We knew we were stalling, each afraid that the other wanted no part of sex. The fact that we had already had sex and that was what had put us in that honeymoon suite in the first place never entered my mind.

One of us had to come to a decision. The only thing I had decided was that it was not going to be me. I was going to be happy even if all we did was stare out the window all night. Not my first choice, but it was not my choice.

Vicky stood and decided for us.

Vicky began to undress. I followed her lead. 

We were down to our underwear before we realized we did not have any nightclothes. 

Vicky took a deep breath and took off her bra and panties. 

She was in bed before I snapped out of it and took off my boxers and joined her.

"We do not have to if you don't want to do it," she said.

"We dot not have to if you don't want to," I said.

Our offers were just for the record; my cock was already sliding into her pussy. Her arms were wrapped around my neck and her lips were reaching for mine. We kissed softly, we kissed passionately, and we kissed as lovers.

"It was these kisses that got us into so much trouble," she said.

"I have a feeling they will continue to do so for a long time," I said as I continued kissing her. 

I started a slow gentle fuck. Vicky moaned her approval. 

I continued the kisses as she plunged into an orgasm. 

As she recovered I began to kiss my way down her body. As I reached her breasts my dick slid out of her. I heard a conflicted moan as I tasted breast milk for the first time in over twenty years.

Vicky was soon purring and I was famished for her.

"Leave some for our daughter's breakfast," she said with a giggle.

I kissed her nipples and resumed my trip down her body. I kissed every inch between her pussy mound and the inside of each knee. Within seconds of my lips third arrival at her pussy she had another orgasm. I rained kisses on her labia then resumed my trip back up. I bypassed her breasts and kissed her neck as her hands urged my cock into her pussy. 

I resumed the slow gentle fuck but that did not last long. We both needed an exclamation point to our night and careened towards release. She got there first with a long deep wail. I made it over the cliff with a deep groan, which was soon joined by a second wail from Vicky.

We panted to a stop and somehow found ourselves laughing, kissing, while trying to embrace each other into one.

I slid off her and pulled her into my arms. Somewhere in mid-kiss we fell asleep. 

About two hours later I felt Vicky straddle my hips and slide my already hard dick into her pussy.

"Sorry, I did not mean to wake you. This wont take long," she said.

She was correct in that her first orgasm did not take long, nor her second one but her third one took a while. I managed to hold on until she gasped and shuddered to my groan. We fell asleep with her body draped over mine.

Early in the morning we awoke and followed each other to the bathroom. We watched each other piss and used the hotel's mouthwash then returned to bed.

"How long do we have before Fay Marie comes looking for breakfast?" I asked.

"No long so we need to hurry a bit," she said as she lay on her back and urged me into her. I started long strokes at a quick pace that had us gasping on the edge in just a few minutes. 

My orgasm was delicious and hers seemed to be too.

Our orgasms were still ebbing when there was a knock at our door. 

Vicky and I had just enough time to cover up before Mom came into the room with Fay Marie. She handed the baby to Vicky and left. 

She had not said anything at all, but she did not need to, her broad smile told us she was very pleased with us.

I spent most of the next hour kissing my daughter and my wife.

Fay Marie fell asleep and we placed her amid the numerous pillows.

As I was kissing my way around Vicky's body I found a spot near her lower ribs that appeared to be more sensitive than most, she was squirming and giggling. I had just started to exploit the spot when Vicky jumped out the bed to get away. In the middle of her laughter she said, "Oh shit."

I looked in the direction her eyes were looking and I said, "Oh shit."

On the night table there were three condoms. Three unused still in their shiny wrappers condoms.

"How do you feel?" I asked her.

"Normal," She answered. "We will only need to wait a few days to find out. If you knocked me up again I will sue," she said then jumped on me and kissed me passionately.

"You can't sue me. I am your husband. I am supposed to knock you up." I countered with a deep kiss.

"Oh, that's right. Never mind then."

She allowed a deep sigh to escape her then said, "In truth I would like to finish school and have a teaching job before I have another baby. I will be fine if we are pregnant already but please use the condoms until we get home and I get on the pill. I promise I will be very conscientious in taking them now, assuming you will continue to want me."

"You can count on my continuing to want you," I said.

"I have a confession to make. I am telling you because I do not want you to worry about hurting me."

My heart sank; she was about to tell me she was in love with someone else. She saw the hurt in my face.

"No, silly. I have been madly in love with you for two years. You now have a very loving, loyal, and faithful wife.

What I wanted to do was to remind you that I would understand if you need other women. You will eventually want to find your real wife.

I know you adore our daughter and I know you will treat me kindly. I do hope you will cross the hallway on a semi-reg..........."

I kissed her, partly to shut her up but mostly to shut me up. 

Vicky had just handed me the upper hand in the relationship and I knew that anyone in my position should and would hold on to that advantage.

It did occur to me that she would soon figure it out anyway. 

My Mom and her sister already knew. 

"Maybe I should tell her?" I thought

My dilemma was postponed when the phone rang. Mom wanted us to join them for brunch. Vicky and I dressed in our wedding clothes and I picked up the flowers and the still unopened bottle of champagne. Vicky picked up Fay Marie and we took the elevator down to our room. 

I was very happy to see Vicky scoop up the condoms and slide them into her purse before we left.

Mom and Vicky were already dressed and left as we got there. Mom told us to meet them at the Bellagio since they supposedly had the best brunch on the strip. Vicky and I undressed in each other's company and began to dress in shorts and t-shirts. Just as Vicky was sliding her panties on I gave her ass a quick nibble. I got slapped on my ass for my efforts, a fair exchange I thought.

Before we stepped out the door I gave her my best kiss. She gave me her best kiss. My hand went to her ass. Her hand went to mine. She felt my growing erection.

She groaned and said, "Lets not give them anything else to talk about," and handed me the carry pack.

I sighed, put Fay Marie in it and off we went.

The brunch at the Bellagio was exceptional, I could not conceive of anyone's being better. We stayed and watched the fountains dance and I took lots of pictures of the ladies. Vicky took several of Fay Marie and me and Mom took some of Vicky, Fay Marie and me. 

Mom and Fay went off exploring the casinos while Vicky and I took in the sights. We toured M&M world, then made our way to the Venetian and the gondola ride. As we waited I got a good laugh when one of the living statues said hello to Vicky and startled her, she had thought it to be a real statue. She hit my shoulder for not warning her. I tried to convince a carabinieri that I was being assaulted but he just smiled.

Fay Marie slept through the incident so I had no witnesses.

I did take Fay Marie out of her pouch when it came time for the photograph of us in the gondola. I kept her in my arms throughout the ride and many people waved at her. She was a star.

I took pictures of the girls as they stood next to the likenesses of the Blue Man Group. I had assumed Vicky knew what they were but it turned out that she though it was a band that played the blues. She was in for a surprise that night.

The heat and the long walks eventually caught up to us and we returned to our room. After taking care of Fay Marie we took a nap . We slept about two hours.

I was sticking my finger in my wife's pussy when the phone rang. Vicky answered and told Mom we were about to feed Fay Marie then get ready for our show. She could come get her in about thirty minutes. Somewhere in the middle of her sentence Vicky moaned. 

She hung up the phone and said, "Your Mom said to tell you to get your hands off me."

"Damn old woman. I guess I'll take a shower first," I said.

Before going into the shower I spent a considerable amount of time looking for the slacks and polo shirt I had planned to wear that night. I eventually found them hanging nicely in the closet.

I was reminded that Mom had spent the night in my room.

I took a picture of a naked Vicky with an equally naked Fay Marie at her breast. It turned out I did not really need that picture. For the rest of my life I just needed to close my eyes and see them just as they were that afternoon.

I heard a knock on the door soon after I went into the shower, shortly after that I had company in the shower stall.

"Keep your hands to yourself or we will never make it to the show," Vicky said.

"Why do I have to keep my hands to myself when yours are on my dick?"

"Your Mom did not tell me I had to keep my hands off you."

"Oh," I said. "An oversight."

"Maybe, maybe not. It could be one of those "girls rule" things.

My cock was very hard and got harder as she lathered it with soap and began to masturbate me.

She said, "You know, Fay asked me many times if I was in love with you. I did not answer her because I wasn't sure. Your mother asked me if I was in love with you that night at your house. Seeing you again told me I did love you." 

I did not answer her but she likely knew. 

"But you are the first person to know for sure. I love you."

I may have upset her for a fraction of a second when I took her hands off by dick but I just wanted her arms around me when I kissed her. I gave myself to her in that kiss but she still had no clue, or was denying the possibility to herself.

She swatted my ass and told me she needed the water a lot hotter than I had it and dared me to stay. I jumped out as she turned the handle to "are you kidding me" hot.

I was dressed when she emerged. Before she put on her sundress she paused several times before her bra and panties were on. 




Felicity Ch. 16



Chapter 16: Charles

I answered the knock on my door and found a very pretty strawberry blonde there.

"Are you Charles?" she asked.

"Yes. What can I do for you?"

"You can come with me. There is something very important I want you to see."

I studied her face and saw anxiety, perhaps some anguish, desperation. Her hands were wringing each other incessantly. I decided to go along.

She drove us to the warehouse where my wife worked and took us in a door I did not know existed. She took us on a catwalk above the floor of the warehouse. She signaled to me to be silent and led me to a corner and urged me to look down. I saw two people fucking.

"That is my husband," she whispered. "Is that your wife?"

I nodded yes. I guess I should have been irate, or devastated, but I was simply embarrassed.

She led me to an office and closed the door.

She said, "They do that every Friday. I wanted to warn you but since the husband of his previous lover refused to believe me I decided to show you in person. What do you intend to do about it?"

"Support you in court as a witness."

"Nothing else?" she asked incredulously. I felt that she had hoped I would have beaten the hell out of her husband.

"Probably not. She trapped me by claiming she was pregnant with my child. By the time I knew otherwise we were comfortable living together. She helped put me through graduate school. I owe her."

"And you don't mind that she fucks around?"

"Yes I do. I find it very embarrassing. But we were pretty much strangers when we wed and I knew that three months after our wedding she was fucking any one that asked."

"So why are you still married to her?"

"Like I said, I owe her."

"How long have you been married?"

"Ironically two years ago today. I take it this is not his first time to stray. Why are you still married?"

"Because I don't have a job. I used to work here as a secretary, in fact this used to be my office, but when we got married he insisted I quit. My work visa and alien resident card are under his control. Changing either would require me to owe him for his cooperation. I depend on him for financial support but as soon as I find a job I will divorce him."

I gave her a sympathetic smile.

"What I don't understand is how he gets all these women when he is actually lousy in bed?"

"I don't know about his other lovers but my wife Lily simply loves having a cock in her even though her only orgasms come from her own fingers. My wife likes the idea of being fucked more than she likes being fucked."

"Do you like watching her get fucked?"

"No."

"You had an erection when we came into this office."

"Yes, well when were we crouching down to spy on them I could see under your skirt. I saw that you are not wearing panties."

"So seeing my pussy gave you a hard-on?"

"Yes."

She suddenly lifted her skirt and sat on the desk. "Fuck me," she said.

I quickly lowered my slacks and entered her pussy.

"Whoa, slow please. Your cock is definitely bigger than his," she said.

As I slowly slid my cock into her I saw her facial expressions go from anger and sweet revenge to shy embarrassment. She was not going to stop me from fucking her but I could see she no longer thought it was that good of an idea.

It never occurred to me to stop.

As soon as I was completely in her I hugged her to me. She needed the hug. In retrospect I needed it too. I tilted her head to kiss her but she seemed reluctant. I kissed her forehead, nose, cheeks and neck. I felt her tremble when I kissed her lips.

I caressed her and continued giving her soft kisses. Her lips began to mold themselves to mine. I began short slow strokes into her pussy. I doubt she felt them at first since she was now concentrating on enjoying the kisses. 

Her arms went around me. I increased the length of my strokes although not the speed. Her pussy was now very well lubricated.

"My name is Shirley," she whispered.

I felt her legs wrap themselves around me and I began a gentle fuck. Her first orgasm caught both of us by surprise. I slowed down until her spasms had calmed then fucked her harder. She began a long string of moans that carried cums in them until she gasped and groaned her way through a major orgasm. In the midst of that I filled her pussy with my semen.

We held on to each other for a while. I resumed kissing her. She seemed both surprised and grateful for that so I kissed her some more and continued to do so until my cock slid out of her pussy.

"Oooh," she said with a giggle. "That felt so good."

"Yes it did."

"I needed this and I needed you. This is the first time I have cheated in my marriage but I do not feel guilty at all thanks to you. Had you just fucked me I probably would have hated myself for it in the long run. Instead you made love to me, made me feel special, wanted. I don't feel too bad, for a loser."

"Me neither. I said. "This was also the first time for me to cheat. It is also my best sex in a long time and right now you are definitely special."

We kissed some more before I helped her off the desk. I dressed and we went out. After checking and seeing that our spouses were gone we walked to her car hand in hand. She dropped me off at the corner of my street and I walked home. I was not surprised to find that Lily still wasn't there.

Three weeks later Shirley walked into my house and announced, "They got a hotel room." We were fucking on my couch thirty seconds later and continued to do so for over an hour. After a long afterglow make-out session she left. Both of us were wearing big grins when we kissed goodbye. Both of us were fucked out.

Lily did not come home until nearly midnight. "Problems at the plant," she said.

She was asleep in our bed within minutes. As I watched her I decided I did not want to sleep in the same bed with her anymore and went to our guest room. I slept like a baby.

Lily never questioned why I no longer slept in the same bed with her. She knew I knew she fucked around and likely assumed that I had reached the limit of my tolerance.

We had seldom fucked over the previous months and when we had I had worn condoms. She probably understood that our last fuck had been our last fuck. Lily also understood that being shown the door would follow sooner or later. She began to look for another patsy.

In the meantime Shirley and I cooled our affair a bit, she was trying to make her marriage work she said. 

Three months after we began to sleep in separate rooms Lily left. In her note she thanked me for putting up with her and wished me luck in my life. In a separate note to the "Divorce Judge," she stated she would not be returning and would not contest the divorce.

We had always kept our finances separate so I did not have to worry about that end but as I looked through my house I became strangely proud of her. The place was clean and she had not taken anything that did not belong to her. 

Had I had the opportunity I would have thanked her for her financial support through school and for all her lessons on how to please a woman in bed. I regretted not being able to take her to where she needed to go but the lessons had paid off with Shirley.

I had thought more than once that if Lily had not been five years older than me our relationship might have worked, but probably not.

Shirley was happy for me and we made love in celebration. Part of her elation was the fact that her husband's principal lover had left town. 

Although we did not fuck very often at all we did talk everyday. So her husband would not be suspicious to see my number on his phone bill I bought her a disposable cell phone and loaded it with lots of minutes. 

One night she came over in tears. She had threatened to leave her husband and he had laughed at her. He had called her a pathetic loser that should be grateful to have him to support her. She spent the night with me, crying.

The next morning her husband called her and apologized for his words and claimed it was the stress from work. Shirley told me that it took all she had to keep from countering, "Oh. That's right. Your lover left."

She did go home and later claimed to me that he did seem to appreciate her more. Yet he never asked her where she had spent the night. It occurred to us that he had not spent the night at home either.

Soon after that event I got my biggest wish, a meaningful job. I was hired by a law firm to be their CPA. 

It was down the coast in a town I had never heard of but after spending a day and night there it took me less than an hour to convince the lawyers that I would love to work for them and already loved the town. Both statements were true and I was sure they saw that. I was hired on the spot.

I gave notice at my accounting firm who seemed to be surprised that I was not happy with the long hours and low pay. I put my house up for sale and took the first offer then bought a new house in a new subdivision in my new hometown.

Shirley was the first to know I was leaving The City and claimed to be happy for me. We made love for hours after I gave her the news. I was going to miss her and she apparently was going to miss me. When I had everything set to go I visited Shirley at her home. 

I thanked her for her affection. She was probably as fond of me as I was of her. Well, probably not as much as I was fond of her. She did shed a tear or two but assured me that things were much better and not to worry about her.

Still, I worried about her. I reminded her that she had my cell number and my e-mail address. I wanted her reassurances on a regular basis. We kissed and I drove to my new life in a town called Felicity.

Shirley and I talked on the phone nearly every day and she still claimed she was fine, that her husband was no longer insisting on sex and seemed to be happy enough with her cooking and cleaning.

Four weeks after I moved to Felicity she called me on my cell. She wanted to know if she could crash with me for a couple of days.

I immediately said sure and to come down as soon as she wanted.

"I am in your parking lot," she said. 

"Come on in right now. I have something to finish up that will take five minutes then we will go to lunch."

"I am not very presentable," she said.

"This is a tourist town. Nobody is very presentable. Come on in. The receptionist will point you my way," I said and hung up.

Five minutes later she walked in. She had a black eye and a split lip. I immediately called our chief of police and buzzed Carly, one of the partners in the law firm and my immediate boss.

When Carly got to my office and saw Shirley she ordered me out of the room. Three minutes later Shawna, our police chief, came in and rushed straight to my office.

Thirty agonizing minutes later Shawna came out. Before I could ask her anything she embraced me and kissed my lips. "I love good guys," she said, kissed me again and left.

It would be another twenty minutes before Carly and Shirley came out.

Carly said, "I am taking her to the Women's Shelter to register her there. I will call you when you can come take her home."

She stepped over to me and grabbed the lapels of my jacket so I would lean over and she kissed me on the lips then led Shirley out. I had not had a chance to talk to her at all.

An hour later Carly called me and said, "We will be in your driveway by the time you get here. Bring us something to eat."

I briefly wondered how she knew where I lived but quickly rushed next door to get a big batch of burritos from Janie's Gourmet Junk Foods and sped home.

It took a while for me to hear the entire story. Carly was famished and Shirley had to be careful with her food so talking had to wait for the end of the burritos.

The gist of it was that Shirley's husband was now in jail under assault charges and had a restraining order in the works as well as divorce papers. 

The cops had been interrogating him for hours because he was suspected of murdering his wife. Witnesses had heard him threaten to kill her.

Carly said, "If I had known he was in the middle of that I would have asked Shawna to hold off on her call to the city for a few hours."

The incident started when Shirley was called to their doctor's office for an exam. It turned out that Bastard had an STD and had blamed her. Apparently he did not know that protocol called for contacting the spouses.

It likely never occurred to him that it had been six weeks since they had sex and expected her to test positive. She did not. He got mad for proving him a liar and beat her up right there at the doctor's office. He chased after her when she fled but was delayed when a nurse tried to stop him. He shoved her to the floor but the delay allowed Shirley to beat him to the elevator. 

By the time he got to the parking lot she was gone but he assumed she was going home so he sped there. He was raging in frustration because she wasn't home when the police arrived. He was immediately arrested.

Instead of running home Shirley had gotten in her car and driven straight to Felicity. I was shaking in fury when they finished the story and they silently waited until I had myself under control. As soon I had calmed down Carly gave Shirley a short pep talk.

Before leaving my home Carly kissed me again and whispered, "I am glad she has you."

She then kissed Shirley on the cheek and left.

I did not know what to say or do so I hugged Shirley to me and kissed her everywhere I did not think would hurt. That turned out to be what she needed. A few sobs ensued but she was visibly relaxing. She knew she was safe.

I took her to my bedroom and removed her clothes before ushering her into the shower. I allowed her to enjoy the cascade for a while then dried her off. After I had her take some ibuprofen I put her in bed. She was asleep in minutes. I gathered her garments and went into town. 

At Allison's Boutique I gave the young blonde in the store Shirley's items and asked her to give me a variety of summer clothes in those sizes. The girl smiled at me and called "Mom!"

An older blonde came over and the daughter said to her, "I think this must be Charles."

I nodded in confusion, which deepened when the woman kissed me. "Where is Shirley?' she asked.

"Home, sleeping."

"Good. She probably needs it. Tell me what she looks like."

I had become a bit flustered and rambled, a bit. "She is beautiful. Reddish blonde hair, green eyes, a few freckles, dimples when she smiles. She is beautiful. I brought her clothes because I do not understand women's sizes. She is beautiful."

The woman and her daughter smiled at me then asked me, "Do these clothes fit her nicely?"

"They are maybe a bit too big. Oh no, I forgot to bring her shoes."

"Shoes she will need to try on. We can take care of the rest. Are you going home or back to the office?"

"Work, I need to explain my delay."

"You will not need to explain anything but you do need to see Carly, she has papers for you to take to Shirley. On your way back home stop by, we will have some things for her."

I reached for my wallet to give her my credit card but she stopped me saying, "Settle up later. We are going to give her enough to take her through the next few days but she will still need a wardrobe. When she feels it's OK to be out in public bring her back."

She kissed me and began to look through Shirley's stuff. The daughter walked me to the door and kissed my cheek before saying bye.

I was confused. How did she know Carly wanted me? And how did Carly know I would be going to the boutique?

I hurried to my office across the boulevard and found Carly waiting for me with the papers Shirley needed to sign. I began to apologize but Carly said, "Go. You do not want Shirley to wake up and find herself alone."

I was waiting on traffic in the middle of the median when it occurred to me to ask myself, "How did Carly know Shirley was taking a nap."

I rushed into the boutique and was handed two big bags then rushed to my car and home. Shirley was in a sound sleep. 

I put the bags on the floor on her side of the bed and the papers on the desk in my home office. I connected my computer to my office unit and worked for about two hours.

I wondered if I was going to kill the bastard.

I had just started to look around the kitchen for something I could fix for dinner that would not be too painful for Shirley to eat when my doorbell rang. A very tall brunette and a very small redhead came in carrying boxes.

"Hi. We are Karen and Marina and we brought you supper. Is Shirley up yet? Where do you keep your large spoons? Chef Mike made you some amazing sort of stew thing that tastes just like a cheeseburger. Shirley's is the one with the smaller pieces so it wont hurt her. That bag has an amazingly good tiramisu ice cream. Put it in the refrigerator, not the freezer the chef said. Oh, here. This is an application to be a secretary at the new elementary school. Shirley will like it there. How do you like Felicity so far? We love everybody even Bernice who thinks she is everyone's bossy grandmother. Oh. This bag has a toothbrush, deodorant, and a hairbrush. Shawna said she was as tall as she is. Carly said she looks like family even if she is Canadian." 

"Charles?"

"Oh good Shirley is up."

I had long ago given up trying to get a word in edgewise so I did not think to stop them from going to the bedroom. They led a still naked Shirley to the dining table and set her up with her dinner. It did look and smell delicious.

After they kissed Shirley and me they left just as abruptly as they had come.

"Who were they again?" Shirley asked.

"Karen and Marina. Karen, the small redhead, is a sister or cousin of Carly. Marina I had not met until just now. They were not kidding, this stuff is delicious. Does it hurt to eat?"

"Only when I overload the spoon. My lip is a lot less swollen and the eye looks worse than it is but I am beginning to suspect my nose is broken."

"Do you want to wait until you finish dinner before we go to the clinic or do you want to go now?"

"I am fine. Carly wanted to take me to the clinic after we went to the shelter but I wanted to go home, I mean here."

"Home is here and vice versa. Eat your dinner slowly."

After a few spoonfuls Shirley began to giggle and said, "I am eating dinner naked. A first for me."

"I certainly hope not the last."

I leaned to her and kissed her cheek as I pinched a nipple.

"I look terrible, how can you find me attractive?"

"I can show you proof."

"Show me."

I stood and quickly became as naked as she was and proudly displayed my erection.

"I've missed this thing," she said as she gripped it.

"That thing has missed you. Finish your supper first."

"Yes sir." she said although she was very reluctant to release her grip on my cock.

After we finished dinner she stood and pulled me up by my dick and led us to the bed. She had me lay on my back and slowly inserted my cock into her. After she was completely seated she said, "I am going to give you some details you don't know about my relationship with Bastard.

Right here are two big differences, I am on top and I am talking. He would not allow either. He would not go down on me. He would not kiss me after he ejaculated. He grabbed but did not caress any part of me.

I told our doctor that Bastard and I had not had sexual relations in six weeks but it was a lot longer than that since our last normal fuck. For months all he had wanted was to fuck me in the ass. There was one thing I was very happy for when I was at the doctor's office, when he fucked my ass he always wore a condom."

I was not surprised at all to hear he was a selfish bastard. Shirley had given me the impression that the only caresses she ever got were from me. Going down on her always resulted in loud orgasms.




Felicity Ch. 16



I said, "Ass fucks are not my thing so you are safe from that. You on top I love more than me on top because I can see your face, play with your tits, and I love it when your nipples graze my chest. Plus I can be sure I wont crush you with my weight. Anything else you need to tell me?"

"Not at this time."

"Then get off me and let's go to the clinic."

I still had a very erect cock so she was surprised when I urged her up. I however had seen that the other eye was starting to show signs of trauma. I was sure her nose was broken.

I handed her one of my t-shirts that covered her to her knees. We dressed quickly and off we went.

Her nose was in fact broken and she did end up with those q-tip things up her nostrils but the doctor said everything else was OK; her lips only needed an ice pack. 

Like everyone else that day Dr. Hills seemed to know a lot about Shirley and me. She asked Shirley if she needed a tranquilizer or pain pills.

Shirley answered, "No thanks. Ibuprofen works well enough and he is my tranquilizer." I felt myself blush.

Doctor Hills smiled and told us to come back in a week.

She kissed us both when we left her office.

I drove us to my office building and had her wait in the car; her purse was in my office and her car was in our parking lot.

When I came out a policewoman was talking to her. As I approached she extended her hand and said, "Hi, Charles. Good to meet you. I'm Verna, the deputy chief of police. Shirley told me you nagged her into going to the clinic. I am glad it's only a broken nose but those things up her nostrils sure make her sound funny. Let me know if I can be of help in anything."

She kissed me then helped Shirley move from my car to hers and kissed her. I handed Shirley her purse and as soon as she found the keys Verna said "Good night," and left.

I told Shirley to follow me but not to panic about losing sight of me; I would be keeping her in my rearview mirror.

We made it home and I immediately made us both nude. I pulled out her dining chair and had her sit. I brought her a bag of ice for her lips then brought out our dessert.

"Did the girls bring this too?"

"Yes. Dinner tonight was courtesy of a Chef Mike but I don't know who that is."

"We need to find him and thank him. By the way, you have been in this town only a month. How is it that everyone kisses you?"

"That started just today when Shawna came out of my office and kissed me saying she loves good guys. The chief of police kissed me. Amazing. 

Then Carly, my boss, kissed me. Then this lady at a dress shop and her daughter, then Marina and Karen, then the doctor tonight, and now the deputy chief of police. More women have kissed me today than all women have kissed me in total over the last four years. 

Now, having said that I will tell you that many of the women in this town routinely hold hands and kiss on the lips. Some are probably gay but basically it is married or single, young or old, Hispanic, Asian, Black, Redheads, Blondes, Brunettes, all of them do it, even tourist do it if they stay longer than a weekend. My guess is that as soon as your lips heal they will be kissed often and by many."

"I would love that. What dress shop?"

"I figured you did not have a chance to pack so I went to this shop near work and asked them to get me some emergency clothes for you. I took your clothes with me so they could get the sizes."

"Where are they?"

"In the bags on the floor on your side of the bed."

"Oh, I thought those were your things. My side of the bed, I like the sound of that. Are my clothes pretty?" 

"I don't know, I haven't looked.

"Time for a fashion show."

"But I just got you naked."

"How about if every other turn I come out and model nude?"

"I can live with that."

Her first outfit was a light green sundress with large yellow flowers printed on it. I whistled and said, "You look fabulous."

She said, "I love it and twirled around."

"Umm, baby. I could see your glorious pussy when you twirled."

"I haven't found any panties yet. They may be in the other bag."

She left and as promised returned naked. I growled at her. She giggled.

She returned wearing a dark blue sundress with a deep red flower embroidered over the top. We both loved it too.

Her next nude walk brought her directly in front of me. She made a quick turn and paused and I took the opportunity to gently bite an ass cheek. She squealed and ran back to the bedroom.

She returned wearing flared khaki shorts and a black blouse.

"I love this but it needs accessories. Does this town have a Cube-Mart?"

"No, the nearest are a twenty five minute drive west or forty minute drive north. Your best bet for that in town would be the tourist shops in the resort or the shop your clothes came from."

She nodded and returned naked, stopped in front of me and dangled her full and beautiful tits by my lips. As I kissed them she said. "No bras and no panties in either bag except my own and one that matches the green dress."

I sat her on my lap and said, "You know, I don't think anybody at my office wears a bra. The doctor did not wear a bra. Neither Karen nor Marina wore bras and Marina has impressive tits. Neither the mother nor daughter at the dress shop wore bras. Maybe it's the norm in this town. Now you have me wondering if any of them wear panties."

"So I see you notice when a woman is braless."

"All men do. I personally love to watch them dance."

"I sometimes go out without panties as you well know but I would be afraid to go out without a bra. I may be too big to do that"

"You were not wearing a bra when you modeled the clothes and you looked great. Anything else in the bags?"

"Two nice shorts and three nice pullover shirts. I need to thank the ladies at the shop. My outfits are great. They are the most stylish things I have owned in ages if not ever."

"Are you done modeling?"

"Yes. It's been a long day and we need to get some sleep."

For the second time that night she pulled me up by grabbing my erect dick and for the second time that nigh I found myself on my back with Shirley impaled on my cock.

"Sweetheart, we can't fuck until those things come out of your nose. You can hardly catch your breath after an orgasm under normal circumstances and with those things in your nose you would choke to death."

"But I can give you a nice cum," she said as she began to fuck me. 

I enjoyed it for a while but saw that she was getting into it too much and was already gasping for air so I stopped her by hugging her to me. She sighed and said, "A handjob then."

"In the morning. Are you coming down?"

"No."

I put a pillow on my shoulder and she put her head down on it. I covered us up and turned my lamp off. I began to caress her back and ass as I kissed her forehead. She held me tightly. 

"As different as night and day the saying goes. Today I lived it. I love the night part of it," she said with a soft giggle.

Suddenly her vaginal walls began to rhythmically squeeze my cock. My cock had been waiting patiently for anything good to happen and was immediately overjoyed. I ejaculated into her pussy. "Thanks," I said.

She whispered in my ear, "Anytime."

That first night she was asleep draped over my body in less than two minutes. My cock was very slow going to sleep and so was I.

I wondered about my future, our future. I hoped there was a lot of the present in it. 

I was alone when I woke up the following morning. I heard noises in the kitchen so I began my normal workday morning routine. I was dressed except for my suit jacket when I joined her. She had coffee and a ham and cheese sandwich ready for me.

I kissed her lips softly and said "Good Morning."

"Good Morning. That kiss did not hurt and you can kiss me like that all day. I did not find anything to make you breakfast with this morning so I made you that. You don't have eggs or bacon, or sausage or even cereal. Do you eat breakfast at home?"

"Not often during the work week. I never have eggs, I can't stand the smell, but I normally have bacon and sausage here. I do use them a lot when I cook and I do my cooking for the week on Sundays. I forgot I was out."

"Are you allergic to eggs?"

"Yes and no. If I can smell them even if they are cooked I get nauseous, sometimes I throw up. But when they are part of a piecrust or cake or anything that makes the smell disappear I am OK with them. I take it you like eggs."

"Yes, but I will make sure you never smell one though. May I make out a list for the grocery store?"

"Absolutely. Oh, I almost forgot. You have papers to sign before I go. They are on my desk."

"I will get them, you finish your breakfast."

It was a very fine sandwich and the coffee was perfect. It was my most leisurely breakfast in months and my most pleasant morning company in years. As Shirley signed the papers I was strangely affected when I saw how feminine Shirley's handwriting was. Somehow it made me proud.

"You have to witness that I signed them. What is this other form from the school district?" She asked.

"Oh, Marina and Karen brought that for you. It's for a school secretary job at a new school. Fill that out too and I will drop it off."

"Ha, another job I wont get."

"As a famous player said, "In one word, youneverknow."

"Who said that?"

"Joaquin Andujar."

"Was he the pitcher that put his warm-up jacket over his non-pitching arm?"

"The one and only. I am very impressed that you would know that."

"He was one of my granddad's favorite."

"Huh, interesting. He was a favorite of my granddad too. All done?"

"Yep, here you go. By the way I promise not to rearrange your furniture while you are gone."

"That is nice of you."

"Yes, no problem. I can wait until you get home so you can move the heavy stuff for me."

I gently swatted her butt and learned the only thing she had on was the t-shirt I had loaned her the night before. I told my dick to go back to sleep because I had to go to work.

"Do you talk to your dick often?"

"No, first time in years. It does become unruly when you are around."

She wrapped her arms around me and said, "You know, you are the first man I have ever sent off to work that was wearing a suit. I feel like I have been promoted."

I laughed and kissed her gently but still slipped my tongue into her mouth. She tried to trap it with her own tongue and I was tempted to allow it but I did need to get to work and she needed to breathe.

After a softer kiss I said, "Keep your phone handy in case Carly or Shawna need you. I will bring lunch."

I kissed her again as I gently groped her ass and went to work.

Most of the time I was the only male at my office. We were a new firm. Harry, the CEO of the firm, only showed up when requested or when he wanted somebody to take him to lunch. 

The four other lawyers were women, two sisters, a seldom seen cousin and an of sorts. The five of us shared a receptionist, two secretaries, a paralegal and my accountant. All were women and all were under forty so at twenty-four I was the youngest in the firm except for our receptionist. She had just graduated from high school.

All of them kissed me when I walked in that morning. 

Everyone asked for an up-date on Shirley. Everyone told me they were glad she had me.

I gave Carly the papers Shirley had signed and accidentally included the job application. I asked for its return but Carly said, "I can take care of this too. Tell Shirley I sympathize with her broken nose. Karen broke mine in a pillow fight once and I was miserable until they took those doohickeys out."

"You were kids then?"

"No, it was just a year ago, the night before a wedding in which we were bridesmaids. I was the one that looked like a raccoon."

I smiled at the though that a lawyer and a schoolteacher would get into a death match pillow fight in the first place.

It was a surreal day at work. Every client that called or came in asked about Shirley. By noon I understood that this town had no secrets and we had apparently been absorbed into the giant organism called Felicity.

A few minutes before noon I called Shirley and asked her if tacos would be OK for lunch. She said she loved tacos. My thinking was that I could get them next door and that would allow me to spend a bit more time at home with her. 

But when I went over to pick up the tacos from Janie's she handed me a huge bag. 

In response to my shock she signed to me, ".... called and ordered, (?) fourteen tacos. I was to.....cokes."

In my month in Felicity I had quickly learned that my favorite restaurateur was deaf and so where several other clients of the firm. There were ongoing sign language evening classes at the high school and I had been attending them for three weeks. 

I was flattered that Janie did not feel she needed to write things down or get one of the kids that worked for her to interpret for me. Even though I missed a third of what she said I got the gist of it. I also got a fine kiss from what until yesterday had been the prettiest girl in town.

After stopping for a case of cokes I got home to find I had no place to park. I parked in front of my neighbor's house and worried about it until I saw that my neighbor Leslie was in my house along with at least five others. All kissed me as they took the tacos and the cokes. 

Shirley came to me and gave me a ferocious hug and said, "Marina and Karen got here just a few minutes after you left this morning. At one time I think there may have been at least twelve women here. I have been hugged and kissed more than I have ever been hugged and kissed in my whole life. I have already cried once. I think I am about to cry again."

I returned her hug then allowed her to join the maelstrom around the tacos and drinks. I spent the next twenty minutes receiving hugs and kisses and making failed attempts to grab a taco.

The blonde woman from the dress shop and a tall redhead came in. All of the girls jumped into their arms and gave them fierce kisses. I was introduced to Wendy and Janice and I got hugs and kisses from both. Shirley was introduced to them and got the same treatment except the kisses were longer and more meaningful. I saw a tear slide down Shirley's cheek.

I kissed the tear away and announced I was going back to work, which won me more hugs and kisses.

I had not had a single bite to eat so after I parked my car I went back to Janie's and ordered two tacos and a coke. Janie laughed and patted me on the back when I sat down to eat.

My afternoon in the office went by quickly as I had to work hard to steer a client away from an un-necessary move. I also needed to reassure her that Shirley was OK.

Since I started my working life I had never paid attention to quitting time, there was never anyone home waiting on me. Since arriving in Felicity my usual quitting time was always after seven, often after eight, sometimes after nine. It took a phone call to remind me that I had someone waiting for me at home.

"Dinner will be ready when you get here," Shirley said. It was after six, office hours ended at five. I rushed home and was relived to see that the only car there was Shirley's. 

She greeted me with a kiss and suggested I take a quick shower but not to bother getting dressed. We were eating supper nude.

That became the usual pattern for our evenings. Kisses and gropes accompanied the nude dinner. We remained nude during our time on the loveseat as we watched TV, it felt very nice, normal, and comfortable.

It did take me two days to realize she actually had rearranged the furniture. I was enjoying sitting naked next to her naked body too much to notice anything but her. The only seat facing the TV before had been the recliner. When the loveseat took its place everything else had to be moved and still keep the recliner facing the TV. It was such a logical arrangement I had not noticed. 

Most of the younger women that had suddenly surrounded Shirley with friendship were teachers and the school year had ended the previous Friday. I remembered that there was a lot of women muscle power available that day.

I learned from Shirley that on most mornings at least two girls would come by the house and fill her in on all the necessary gossip. After her lip was back to normal she was kissed hard and often by all of them.

Shirley said, "Some even run their hands over my ass, and yes I love the attention. You and I are the babies in the group although Marina is just nine months older than me and Karen and Carly just over two years older. 

Karen and Marina seem to be here all the time and I finally learned that their homes are just down the street. Carly lives directly across the circle from Karen. Did you know that?"

"No, I have never driven around the circle. I did not know any of my neighbors until you got here."

Shirley giggled and continued, "They think you are a hero and love you for treating me like I was the center of the universe. Thanks. I have never been as happy being me as I am now."

She then gave me a kiss that showed me her lips her perfectly fine but those things up her nose still shortened the kisses to well before either of us wanted them to end.

That Friday when I walked nude to the table for dinner I found a mouth-watering steak with a loaded baked potato staring at me, daring me to eat it up. Shirley's steak was cut into strips and was suffering in a bed of vegetables.

I had demolished half of my dinner before it occurred to me I did not have any steaks or potatoes in the house.

"Where did this come from?" I asked.

"The girls took me grocery shopping. What should have taken me less than forty-five minutes to get took over an hour and a half because of all the people that wanted to welcome me to Felicity. 

Shawna came in just to kiss me and left the store as soon as she did. I loved her kiss knowing that had Bastard seen it he probably would have shot both of us.

The girls helped me put the groceries up then took me to lunch. I met Janie and now I know why you want me to go to your sign language class with you. I signed up at the school office.

The girls were very impressed when they noticed you had given me a credit card. They were really impressed when I told them you had given me two hundred dollars in cash just for make-up and perfume. They all referred to you as 'the worlds biggest boy scout.' I agreed with their assessment. I got a couple of new outfits from Allison's boutique. you will see me model later."

"Do they sell undergarments?"

"Yes but they are parts of outfits or for special occasions. "Special seductive occasions," Leslie said. "A place called Bernice's carries regular underwear and I bought a bra and some panties there.

Leslie is gay by the way. Her partner is on a business trip so I have not met her. Leslie knocked on your kitchen door yesterday morning when Marina and Karen were here. She was naked which did not faze the girls a bit. She wanted Marina to confirm that one of her volleyball players had passed the semester. 

Marina followed Leslie to her house to bring it up on her computer. Marina was also naked by the time she went out the kitchen door. Did you know you have a gate that goes to her backyard?"

"Yes, all the houses in the sub-division have gates to the neighbors yards. Everybody knew everybody before they moved in. We are the only outsiders here."

"I don't think we are outsiders anymore."

"I hope so, I know you are not."

Shirley gave me a big happy grin and a very sloppy kiss.

"I bragged about you maybe a little too much today. Sorry."

"Sorry about what?" I asked as I looked at my now very empty plate.

She did not answer but simply stood and gave me a nice soft kiss before taking my plate to the kitchen. 

After modeling her new outfits, (with a nude turn between them), we sat on my love seat naked like we had every night and tried to watch a Netflix movie as we played with each other.




Felicity Ch. 16



Twice after we went to bed I tried gentle fingerfucks but as with other attempts to bring her to a mild orgasm her response was never gentle and left her gasping for air. 

She did get much pleasure from my adoration of her tits including what felt a little like short and sweet orgasms. Each night I was gifted with the most loving handjob a man could get. Still, I was as anxious for those things to come out of Shirley's nose as she was.

Neither of us mentioned it but we were very happy to be with whom we were. We adored adoring each other.

That Sunday we had a few visitors to our house via the backyard. The girls were topless and the guys wore gym shorts. 

Shirley and I decided we needed patio furniture and I asked her to get the girls to help fill up our covered patio with comfortable but sturdy stuff. I decided to start looking for a grill.

On Monday our hopes for jungle fucks were dashed when Doctor Beverly decided to insert new doohickeys in her nose; Shirley had not yet healed completely. 

Our life settled into a comfortable zone that week. She would come up to my building and bring me lunch every day and kiss her way to my office. I learned that not only did Shirley like to cook she was very, very good at it. She ended up making larger portions to insure there were "leftovers" for the rest of the office.

That following Sunday afternoon I took Shirley to Port Aransas and went fishing. We caught enough fish for a month. It had been her first time to fish from a boat.

The following Monday Shirley had a full buffet for everyone in the office but me. She ushered me to my office, locked the door, and after raising her dress sat on my desk and ordered, "Fuck me now!"

The things in her nose were gone. We may have been too loud to keep our activity a secret but I was not too worried since Carly and her husband Jimmy sometimes enjoyed the same lunch treat we were having and we were not nearly as loud as they were. 

Jimmy's office was on the second floor of our building. There was an ad agency up there and I suspected Jimmy was in charge. If we ever needed Carly for something and could not find her we called his office.

When we emerged from my office Shirley received long tender kisses from everyone. I saw her eyes widen then close when Carly kissed her. I suspected a tongue had made a visit. Shirley obviously had enjoyed the kiss.

Carly said, "I need to run upstairs for a few seconds. Be right back."

All the other women giggled and we heard her big sister Rhonda say, "When has it ever been a few seconds?"

The remaining ladies laughed out loud and I walked Shirley to the door and shared a long kiss. As I walked back to my office our defacto head of the office Fay asked me, "So, how was your lunch?" which renewed the giggles from the ladies.

I felt myself blush all the way to my desk.

That night when I got home we fucked first, ate dinner, fucked, watched a movie, then fucked. The next morning she was as usual up before me and in the kitchen. I had just gotten into the shower when she joined me and we managed another fuck.

At noon she rushed into my office and handed me a fabulous steak salad and left telling me she had a lunch date with Lucy.

That night when I got home she was dressed. Shirley said, "Take a quick shower and get dressed but comfortably. I have a job interview tonight at seven. It will take place at Sam's Grill and Tiki Bar. You are going to meet a few guys and drink beer, I am going to meet a woman and do a job interview."

"I did not know the place was open for business yet."

"Lucy said it isn't. Weird, huh? Apparently tonight is the dress rehearsal for the grand opening. Relax we have plenty of time. Enjoy your dinner."

"Aren't you eating?"

She shook her head no and said, "Too nervous. After the interview I will probably stay for a hamburger. They say his are the best in town."

"Who is the interview with?"

"The superintendent of schools."

As soon as she saw I had finished dinner she said, "We could go early if we wanted to. They are eating dinner there."

"In that case let me go pee and we will go."

When we got to Sam's several of the women that we had gotten to know came over and kissed us. We were introduced to the superintendent of schools who turned out to be the same woman I knew as Carly's and Rhonda's mother. 

Juanita, who I knew as Janie's mom, then led me to the patio outside and I was introduced to five guys that were sitting on the floor with their backs to the wall. 

The men greeted me warmly and introduced themselves. That was when I began to get the same jitters Shirley was probably suffering. These were the men whose money I was keeping track of, the wealth of Felicity and the forces behind the resurrection of the town.

Halfway through of my beer they had put me at ease, I had been accepted as the new kid on the block. The youngest one other than me, Robby, thanked me for convincing his mother to abandon her harebrained idea of inviting Starbucks into her gallery. He said he especially liked my suggestion to her to recruit some coffee shop workers from Starbucks and set up her own. No franchise fees.

His mother was one of my five wealthiest clients. So was he.

The guys sitting on the floor around me were the "General" of Felicity, (Jim), the CEO of Felicity Music, (Robby), the architect of Felicity Center, (Sam), my big boss Harry, and the main force behind the new Felicity, (Ben). All of them were my bosses.

Although all of them seemed to like me OK I was relieved when I was asked to come inside, Shirley needed some information.

I went in and was pleased to see her munching on a hamburger as she chatted with her new friends. Among them was a short woman with whom she was speaking French.

"This is Chef Mike," Shirley said as an introduction. I gave her effusive thanks for Shirley's welcoming dinner and desert. She said she was happy we liked it then gave Shirley two cheek kisses and a more than friendly kiss on the lips and followed that with similar kisses for Martha then retreated to the kitchen.

"Here," Shirley said as she handed me a form and a pen. If you sign as a personal reference I will give you a blowjob tonight."

The ladies laughed and cheered and I pretended to consider it then said, "No deal."

I cut off the boos when I added, "You couldn't breathe through your nose for two weeks and would have suffocated before there was a happy ending. I want two weeks worth."

"Ooh, a hard bargain" the girl I knew to be Lucy said. "Still, it sounds fair to me. Martha?"

"Just sign the fucking thing,'" Martha said to me to the great delight and laughter of all. I meekly signed. In a way, as of the previous Monday, Martha was my boss too.

Janie came up to me and after a kiss she kissed Shirley and signed to her that she was pleased to see how well she looked. Karen translated that as "You have yummy tits."

After the giggle filled altercation ended Janie introduced me to her fiancé Martin. He was the events manager at the resort on the next block. Shortly after that Shawna came in and kissed us then introduced her husband Sammy.

I knew Janie and Sammy could read lips but I tried to sign as I spoke to them. Apparently Janie and Sammy were very much loved by everyone and everyone was very pleased that I was making and effort for them.

Martha however put a dent in my ego trip by telling me I had just called Sammy a douche bag. Before I began to panic and apologize Martha got swats on the butt from Janie and Shawna as Lucy said, "You mean old witch, you know he said no such thing."

"I swear I need to put her in a home," Carly said.

Until that moment I had not realized she was there. My boss had heard me negotiate blowjobs.

Martha distracted me by standing on her chair and giving me a hug and a kiss. She then whispered in my ear, "You would never ever find anyone better for you." I lifted her down and she kissed her way out of the room. It was easy to see that everyone loved and respected Martha.

Before she left Lucy hugged me and said, "Martha is the best judge of character anyone has ever known. I wanted Shirley as my secretary last week but we all yield to Martha and I was probably as nervous as Shirley was tonight."

It was not until then that I realized that Lucy was the principal of the new school. 

Lucy continued, "Martha asked her only one question and it was about you and living in Felicity. Shirley had not finished the story of how happy she was to have a true gentle man in her life and how much she loved the town and everyone in it when Martha began to write out her contract. We know there is no formal or unstated agreement between the two of you, but please try not to hurt her."

She saw the stunned look on my face when she said that. I know Carly did too. Lucy kissed me hard then kissed Shirley hard before leaving the place. Carly got up on Martha's chair and gave me a clinging hug and big kiss before sliding down my body. Both kissed their way out of the place.

I sat at the table and sipped what was left of my beer as three small redheads and Marina filled Shirley in on who was who inside and outside the place. It became clear to us we were in the midst of Felicity royalty. It also became clear that said royalty had no idea they were such.

We learned that in addition to being Janie's mom Juanita was Sam's wife and a member of the city government. She joined us with a bottle of wine and kissed me on the cheek then poured wine for the ladies. "You will love this," Karen said to Shirley.

Juanita said to me, "My daughter Janie has told me a lot about you. In fact she was about to start fixing you up with a friend of hers who is terminally ditzy. I am glad you will not be subjected to that. Can you take on another client?"

"Yes, I am busy but not inundated."

"Good, I have become very busy upstairs and Mom is having a difficult time with the books at our store. She would enjoy leaving the books to somebody else. I will bring you what we have this week. A word of warning, the store is over a hundred years old and for the first part the records are a bit of a mess. It is a completely different entity than Bolero and Janie's place. Janie handles her own books and hers will be perfect when you get them. You already do Bolero."

"I will see to it you get the family discount," I said in jest.

Juanita smiled and gave me a terrific kiss.

"Oooh, we are going to tell Sam," Karen said.

"Tell Sam what?' Came Sam's voice from behind us.

""Oooh, your so busted," the girls told Juanita as they giggled.

Sam asked me to follow him to a quiet end of the bar. I had not noticed until then that the original small crowd of friends had thinned out considerably. It was after all just a Tuesday in a bar that was not yet open for business.

I began to apologize but he chuckled and said, "The kiss? You have treated our daughter like the gorgeous human being she is and for that you can pretty much count on many more kisses like the one she just gave you.

I have a more serious thing to ask you about. Do you think you will end up killing the bastard?"

My fury surfaced for less than an instant but he saw it.

"That's what I thought. If and when you do I strongly suggest it happens in Felicity. We have zero tolerance for abusers here. 

On a different note I am happy to finally meet the guy that knows where my money is and happier still to see he is the right guy. Welcome to Felicity."

He shook my hand then went around the bar and reached into a small refrigerator. When he turned he had three beers in each hand. He gave me one with a nod then went outside. The bartender looked at me and smiled as she opened the bottle. "Enjoy," she said.

When I returned to the table the ladies were pouring out the last of the wine and finishing off the fries and onion rings.

I took a sip of my beer and was immediately awed by it. I looked at the label and saw a language I could not read.

"It's a pilsner from the town of Pilsner in the Czech Republic," Juanita said. "When it shows up in the market Sam buys all he can but that is just maybe a case or two a month. He drinks most of it himself although normally only one a day. He does share it with the guys outside at times. You have just been accepted in whatever nefarious group they invented. Sam is very lucky I don't like beer.

That beer has a lot higher alcohol contents than American beer so be careful with it. For most of the guys their limit is one. Inga can drink three before she starts singing."

The girls laughed in agreement to that last line. Shirley and I just smiled. We had no idea who Inga was. We were then told that she worked in the city which is why we had not met her yet but would be living on my circle soon.

I briefly considered sharing my beer but then I though they had been drinking wine and that the tastes would clash. By the time I had finished that train of thought the beer was gone.

So was the wine so Allison, Karen, Helen, Maggie and Marina decided it was a good time to go next door and pry their husbands away from the electronic games and go home. We kissed them and then kissed Juanita. We stepped to the patio to say goodnight to the guys and went home. I took the Pilsner bottle home with me. I had a liquor import connection in the city.

When we got home and undressed Shirley took a position by my cock and began a slow kissing blowjob.

"That was my best unsuccessful job interview ever. I had fun tonight and everyone seems to like me and everyone adores you. I should be able to get a job here."

"Why would you do that, you already have a job."

"Nah, I royally fucked up the interview with Martha,"

'How so?"

"I cried."

"What was I signing when we were haggling over blowjobs?"

"My application. I assume they have to file it."

"You know, I sort of know what an application looks like and that was not an application I signed. It was a contract. 

It was not just a reference that I signed. As the newly designated interim controller for the school district I just approved for the school district put you on the payroll." 

I loved the way her expressions changed as she processed what I had just said. Her glee at the end was phenomenal even though for an instant I worried she was going to pull my dick completely off.

She burst into tears and giggles and did not seem to be able to control either. I pulled her up over me and kissed her. I allowed her emotions to flow.

I reminded myself that getting a job is an affirmation of your worth. I was proud and happy for her.

Her emotional rollercoaster throughout the day and night and the wine she consumed put her to sleep within seconds after her last giggle. For the sixteenth night in a row she had fallen asleep with her naked body draped over mine.

I again began to think about the future. She now had a job and although she would not start work for nearly two months and would not get a paycheck for a month after that she now had a target date for getting her own place. She could of course go the women's shelter anytime she wanted but she seemed content to live with me.

I asked myself if I was content with her living with me. My chuckling almost woke her up so I resumed kissing and caressing her. It had been the stupidest question I had ever asked myself.

I asked myself another pointed question. Would I allow her to go without protest is she decided she wanted to be on her own? Sadly I knew that the answer to that one was also yes.

"Try not to hurt her," I had been urged. I was afraid they were talking to the wrong one.

The next morning she was already astride my hips when I woke up.

"Good morning," she said. "You will need to get breakfast at Pedro's this morning. You may need to do that all week since I plan to begin each day like this for a while. I am confident you can handle it," she said as she began trying fuck me to Madagascar. My cum was so intense that I saw lemurs.

She joined me in the shower and took over the complete job of making me clean. As she scrubbed away she said. "Last week I got confirmation to your guess that most women do not wear bras. The ones with C cups and up normally do but both Lucy and Marina are at least that and neither wears a bra, at least not during the summer. Most don't wear panties either unless it is the inconvenient part of the month.

Last night I was fine knowing I had no undergarments. No, it was better than that. It was liberating. Many of the girls seem to enjoy having each other's hand on their tits as they kiss. I am wondering how you feel about that."

"Did somebody cop a feel from you last night?"

"Yes."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes."

"Who?"

"Carly, but in her defense I don't think she realized she had done it. I feel like I am keeping them from enjoying each other's company to the fullest. They don't want to shock me."

"Let me suggest something. Carly is probably frantic worrying about copping a feel. Next time you two kiss return the favor. I saw that she gave you a French kiss once, I assume she has special feelings for you anyway"

Shirley put down the soapy washcloth and hugged me hard. She said, "Carly has been giving me tongue kisses all week, her hand is on my ass almost as often as yours is. Mine is on hers often. She is special to me too."

She then whispered something to my chest that I did not catch and I said, "What?"

She giggled and said, "You are going to be late to work. I will write you a tardy note to give to Carly. Coffee is ready."

She stepped out to dry and I soon followed her. She brought me a cup of coffee to the bedroom and stayed to watch me dress. She did write me a tardy excuse for Carly but there was no need because I was at work on time and she wasn't.

Halfway through the morning Carly came to my desk spotted the note from Carly addressed to her and picked it up. She laughed out loud as she dropped the note on my desk and was still laughing when she left my office. I had not read the note so I picked it up.

It read, "Dear Carly. Please excuse Charles' tardy this morning. I was fucking him to Mars. Thank you."

As I chuckled over the note I heard howls of laughter outside my door.

Juanita came in, handed me a box if files then said, "It's almost lunch. Lets go harass the kid in the fast food joint."

I followed her and simply watched as she ordered Janie's help around. The two girls ignored what she was saying and ran to her for hugs and kisses. Janie came out and the two began a silent argument that had the two girls laughing and then blushing.

They were both signing way too fast for me but the girl's blush strengthened my resolve to get much better at it. I had apparently missed something really juicy.

Their argument had brought them face-to-face and it ended in a fierce kiss. Both signed to me, "Well, I told her." I laughed as they embraced then Janie came to me for a kiss and hug.

She asked me if I was taking lunch to Shirley, (I had figured out what the sign for Shirley was the previous night). Shirley and I had not talked about lunch and I did not know if she expected me to bring it to her so I called.

She was at the almost completed elementary school with Lucy. She said, "Bring us lunch here, Lucy said she wants two number twos with extra onions. Her husband James will be joining us soon. I want three burritos. We have cokes here."

Juanita asked me to ask if she could come over and look at the building. Janie signed "me too."

"Lucy said the more the merrier," Shirley said.

Juanita went back to the kitchen with her daughter to help put lunch together and while they were there I tried to get the girls to tell me what had made them blush. My question made them blush.

One did say that the two say some amazing things to each other sometimes but they knew from the start that it was just part of their fun.




Felicity Ch. 17



Chapter 17. A Concert Pick-up

I was at a Friday night rock concert at the House of Blues and as usual it got very crowded very quickly.

I decided to head towards the back wall thinking that if I was not going to get a good view I would at least have something to lean on. I had just gotten to my spot when I was jostled from behind by a small redheaded woman in her late twenties. 

She apologized and I saw that she had been ducking away from an altercation of some kind behind her. I immediately gave her more room and she nodded and smiled her thank you. Two tall blonde girls soon stumbled towards us behind the redhead. One of them asked her what the hell happened.

The redhead said, "Two assholes fighting over the same square foot on the floor."

After both guys were escorted out things got back to normal but I found myself somewhat jammed between the redhead and the blondes in front and a wall behind me. We had a short entryway wall jutting out to our left and after I leaned on it the girls had more room and I happily found that could I see over the crowd from there. 

As the band came on it became obvious to me that the redhead could see very little. She was very likely working her way to the front when the altercation forced her to detour towards me. I saw her look to see if there was a path to the stage but did not see one. I did not either.

The band had started the show with one of their more popular numbers and the redhead was frantic.

On a whim I leaned over to her and said to her ear, "If you don't mind," then I put my hands on her hips and lifted her off the floor and put her butt up to my chest for her to get a clear view. I manage to keep her there until the first number was over then set her down as the band gave us the obligatory "We are happy to be (insert the name of the city here) speech to which the fans gave their obligatory cheer.

The redhead jumped into my arms and gave me a big hug and a hard kiss.

Her blonde friends gave me grief for being an easy mark for redheads and demanded that they get a turn. I pointed out that I was an old man with no muscle and that the small redhead had taxed my limits. I got a "yeah right" look from them as the band started their second number. The redhead kissed me again, a soft sweet kiss that time.

I was perhaps five years older than them and although I was strong I had no bulging muscles to prove it. I looked like your ordinary bookish nerd although my glasses were semi-stylish and in good repair. Holding the redhead up had not been much of a challenge since she certainly weighed less than one hundred pounds, probably less than ninety.

For the next two songs the girls paid more attention to the crowd than the band until they heard one of the three ballads that had briefly made the hard rock band into stars.

The smaller of the two blondes joined the cheers for the number then turned to me. She placed my hands and arms together as a sling, had me bend forward, and then sat between them. I locked my arms together then lifted her up so her butt was at my waist and her head was above my shoulders. She could then see the band without obstruction and sing along with them. 

When the song was over I allowed her to slip down and as soon her feet were completely on the floor she turned her body towards me and gave me a deep kiss complete with darting tongue. She hugged me and said to my ear, "But don't get you hopes up, we are lesbians."

I kissed her cheek and said, "Hmm, apparently I like lesbians."

She giggled and told the other two about our conversation. The redhead jumped into my arms and kissed me again. The taller blonde came to me and gave me a nice soft kiss then pulled the other blonde to her and gave her a deep kiss as she fondled her ass. 

Apparently she had not believed that I understood they were lesbians. As soon as their kiss ended I said to her, "It is not that difficult for the world to see you two are a couple."

The smaller blonde gave the taller one an "I told you so" look.

Suddenly the redhead was trying to climb up my body as if I was a tree. The band had just started one of "her songs." I turned her around, put my hands on her hips, bent my knees and lifted her up onto my shoulders.

That is usually not allowed but since the only thing behind us was a wall I thought we might get away with it. I did see a couple of security guys look at us apparently trying to decide what to do. The redhead suddenly decided that she could dance while on my shoulders and I started to get battered around. I looked at the security guys and with tongue in cheek pleaded for them to get her off me but they just shook their heads no and laughed. The redhead stayed on me the rest of the concert.

In my everyday boredom I had worked out at a gym everyday. That paid dividends twice more that night as the smaller blonde sat in the arc of my arms for two more songs while the redhead remained on my shoulders. The taller blonde put her arm around my waist and swayed with me through both songs. I was the focal point to a gang of lesbians. I kind-of enjoyed it. No, I loved it. I got my kisses from all three so I was being amply rewarded. 

The redhead almost crashed when she first leaned around my head to kiss my lips. She slid partly off my shoulders and wrapped her arms around my neck but needed to let go with a leg to accomplish this. She had expected me to hold her up and did not seem to have ever been concerned that I had been a fraction late to realize what she wanted to do. I did manage to hold her steady by placing my hands under her ass while she kissed me. 

She had almost knocked my glasses off when she slid down but caught them in her hand. She started to give them back to me but opted to kiss me again and put them inside her shirt, then kissed me again. I had to push her butt up when she wanted to get back up to my shoulder. My hands loved having her butt in them.

She began to kiss me after every song and if she was not a fan of the following song she to stayed cradled in my arms and continued to hug me. I really loved that. As the encore was winding down she slid off my shoulders completely until her arms were around my neck and her legs were wrapped over my hips. I cradled her ass on my locked arms as she just kissed me over and over. Passionate kisses alternated with sweet soft kisses at random. I ate them up. 

As the lights went up she snuggled to my neck and asked, "Do you have someone waiting for you?"

"Not for years," I said.

"Feel like fucking a lesbian?"

"No. I would much, much rather make love to you."

She gave me a bone-crunching hug and said, "OK."

I carried her out of the building still in my arms and did not put her down until we had crossed the street. We held hands as we walked. The blondes seemed to understand what the redhead had in mind and just waved us goodbye as they went down to the underground parking.

"How far did you park?" she asked.

"I did not drive. I am staying at a condo five blocks from here. When do you need to make an appearance next?"

"Monday morning in my classroom."

"Very good to know. Let's stop at the Hardrock and get some long lasting energy. A big hamburger should help us make it through tonight. Maybe the Vietnamese tomorrow night."

"Sounds like a good plan. Lets do it."

"Here?" I asked incredulously.

I got my ass slapped, which was the proper response for a smart-ass comment. 

As we approached the Hardrock she remembered my glasses and unbuttoned two buttons of her shirt and said, "You will need your glasses. As you get them make sure you squeeze a tit on your way in and again on the way out."

I made sure of that.

She did not button up her blouse so I could see most of a tit as we ate our hamburger and fries. Several times she announced, "Kiss" and kissed me, often while we had food in our mouths. 

She found an extra long fry in her basket and decided we should re-enact a scene from a Disney movie, we chomped on it from each end until our lips met. While we finished our beer and waited for the check her hand went to my crotch and gave my already hardening cock a squeeze.

While we walked hand in hand towards my building it occurred to me that if the evening had been a date and had ended right then it would still be number one on my list. I loved the redheads company. As we neared my condo she jumped into my arms and said, "Carry me home."

I did but since she was kissing me from the sidewalk through the elevator ride up I could barely see where I was going.

About thirty minutes later later we were naked on my bed and she was undulating her hips as my hard cock and her tight pussy provided the focus for her movements. She had already had several orgasms the last two of which she had insisted were just for me. Her phone rang and she reached for it on the nightstand and got it without losing her rhythm on my cock. She put it on speaker.

"Hi, where are you two."

"Inga's place. What are you doing?"

"Fucking. He has been very nice to me so far, two orgasms with his tongue and three with his cock."

"What's his name?"

"Wait. I'll ask. What is your name?"

"Roger."

"I am Helen. The blonde on the phone is Jana, the one you let sit in your arms. She is a cousin. The taller one is Inga. She lives in The City."

"Helen, what are your plans?"

"I plan to keep fucking him."

"No doofus. I swear you are more blonde than we are. I mean for the rest of the weekend. I assume you will be with us for shopping tomorrow and at the club tomorrow night. I am still taking you home Sunday I assume."

"No on tomorrow shopping, no on tomorrow night clubbing, and yes on the ride late Sunday. Hold on for a sec."

Helen slammed her pussy over my cock four or five times in rapid succession and again loudly groaned through an orgasm.

"Wow baby. You are almost as loud as your sister," Jana said.

Helen waited a second to catch her breath then said, "No one is as loud as your sister."

I now understood the closeness between the two, I thought. I later learned it was closer than that; they had each been each other's first lesbian lover.

Jana said, "OK, we will not worry about you until Sunday but please be advised that I will tell Cindy her biggest fan is fucking somebody else. She will not appreciate it. Listen, Inga just came out of the shower and is standing naked in front of me. It's time for my fun to start. Take care of her Roger. You are a very rare treat for her. Love you Helen. Call me Sunday."

"Love you. Have fun. I will call you if anything changes. Bye."

After she put away the phone Helen looked at me and asked, "Do you expect anything to change?"

I guessed that she was wondering if my talk of keeping her with me through Sunday had just been a line. It had in fact been a line when I said it but it had already become my fondest wish. I also learned that Helen took things at face value and I needed to be careful with what I said to her.

"Maybe, you might need a sub on Monday," I said.

She smiled and kissed me tenderly then resumed her long slow fuck. As she was in the midst of her umpteenth orgasm mine arrived. It had been a volcanic surprise to me and to her. My cum seeped past her pussy lips and sent her into another orgasm.

Without dislodging my cock I turned us over and plowed my cock into her as hard and as fast as I could before I lost my erection. In less than a minute I took her to a monumental orgasm that first had her whimpering as she gasped for breath then groaning as her body plunged into spasms. I was proud to be able to do that for her. I slipped to her side and covered us up. I kissed her lips softly and said "Good night."

She whispered "night" and fell asleep within seconds. I turned off the lamp, scooped her into my arms and went to sleep.

She was already fucking me when I awoke the next morning. I waited for her to get an orgasm then flipped us over and again fucked her hard and fast. Her next cum was not as dramatic as the one the previous night but it was definitely in the neighborhood. Mine was even better.

I turned us to our sides and we just held each other for a while. I then sat up with her on my lap, my cock still in her pussy then stood up. She put her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around me exactly as we had done the night before except for my dick in her pussy part.

I took us to the bathroom and turned on the shower then went to the cabinet and put toothpaste on my toothbrush. Her grip on me was secure enough that I could use both hands without her needing to step on the floor. I loved how her naked body clung to mine.

I walked us into the shower and I offered the toothbrush to her first. She brushed her teeth then offered to brush my teeth for me since my hands were on her now wet ass holding her up. I foolishly agreed and just put up with it as she brushed the roof of my mouth, my tongue, my teeth and my eyebrows.

She then kissed me while our mouths were still full of foamy toothpaste. She swirled her tongue in my mouth so I swirled mine in hers. By the time our kiss ended we had probably traded toothpaste foams. I thought it was probably the most fun anyone could ever have brushing their teeth.

Eventually we had to separate so we could wash the rest of our bodies. As soon as she was standing she helped things immensely by softly batting around my limp cock as she yelled at it "Wake Up" whenever she got the urge. I let her do that without comment.

We eventually emerged from the bathroom clean and dry. As she put on some minimal makeup I picked up our clothes that had been strewn for the door to the bed as I went to the kitchen.

We remained naked as I prepared Cafe DuMond, which she loved, and microwaved sausage biscuits, which she hated. I made her toast.

As we sipped our coffee on my love seat she said, "My cousin Allen used to live in this building, a big tall redhead. Did you know him?" 

"No, I do not know anybody in this building. The company I worked for put me up in here when I was sent to take care of several clients' problems with our machines. I managed to do that to a couple of them but the problems with the machines were market wide and my company went under. I am now unemployed but this place is paid for until the end of the year so I have no worry on that end for a while."

"Do you need money?" Helen asked.

I smiled and kissed her lips tenderly. I really liked this redhead.

"No, I have saved enough to take me through a couple of years, more if I stay in Texas. I live alone and I have not had a vacation in seven years so I am counting this little stretch as one. I have not been able to convince myself to go back to Chicago since I have no job there. I did not re-new the lease on my apartment. Technically I am unemployed and homeless."

"Don't you have family you can live with?"

She asked the question in astonishment.

"My only relative is my sister and she is now in New York. She worked for the same company I did although our parent company is temporarily keeping her on as a consultant. She is moving to Texas sometime soon, she fell in love with a guy from Austin. It would be silly for me to move to New York and find a job there only to see her come here."

"What is your degree in?"

"Physics, optics mostly."

"In Texas you can teach while you work on a teachers certificate. My Aunt Martha is superintendent of schools in my hometown. If you continue to fuck me nice I might put in a good word for you."

"I do not see me as a school teacher but thanks. I will continue to fuck you nicely though."

"Good. Thanks. When?"

Her hand was checking out my cock for firmness about the same way I had seen women check out avocados,

"A couple of hours at most. Want to get a real breakfast while we wait?"

"Lets do lunch since it is almost noon. Any idea where my clothes are?"

"I put them in the dryer on fluff. They should be OK by now."

Helen gave me directions to a place I had never heard of in an area of the city I had never been. She ordered pastrami on rye sandwiches for both of us. They were huge and delicious. It occurred to me we may share the same metabolic trait, I could eat anything in great quantities and not gain weight and apparently Helen could too. She ate as much as I did. We could be twin terrors at a buffet.

After lunch I let Helen drive and she took us on a tour of that part of town which she referred to as the artistic district and eventually stopped in front of a closed nightclub.

"This is a lesbian dance club. I used to come here a lot and I used to get thrown out of the joint at times. Not for drunken behavior, my drink limit is two per day. Jealous tantrums just ate my lunch. There was a fight once.

I have not been back in two years and I moved back home this past summer. I am amazed that I have not missed this place. My family is scandalized, they think I'm growing up."

I kissed her softly and she kissed me not as softly. I caressed a breast. She searched for my cock and gave it the avocado test.

"Home Sigmundo. You are almost ready."

Once in my bed we slowed down. There were a lot of kisses before my cock slipped into her pussy and a lot of kisses after it was firmly embedded in it. But when the fuck actually started it quickly became savage. She bit me, dug her fingernails into my back and growled at me. I tried to fuck her into the twilight zone. We both won.

"I never would have believed I was capable of acting like that," Helen said. "Especially with a guy. I am stunned."

"I am stunned too, about my own behavior I mean, " I said. "I enjoyed yours. You must be a bad influence on me. Thanks."

"Now would be a good time for you to kiss me a lot."

"My pleasure," I said and began to kiss her a lot. We dozed off.

When she woke up about an hour later I was eating her pussy. I had seen that her body was reacting to that fact long before she woke up so I was not surprised when she screamed into orgasms within a minute. 

I was surprised by how hard I had to work to keep my mouth in contact with her pussy while she was in the throes of an orgasm. The night before she had come close to giving me a concussion.

I crawled back up to her and kissed her while I waited for her to return to Earth.

"You must injure a lot of your lady lovers. The next time I go down on you I am wearing a helmet."

She sighed and cuddled up to me. She said, "I really hate to tell you this because I don't want to inflate your ego but my biggest orgasms ever have come in the last fifteen hours or so."

"So a woman has not satisfied you orally as much as I have?"

"No. Well my first one ever was memorable but part of that was that I didn't know I was a lesbian then. I do enjoy being eaten but I am, as some say, a top. I am the one doing the seducing. I am the one eating pussy, mauling tits, biting ass. Before you my top cums had come from Jana's mouth and my stepfathers cock."

"You fucked your stepfather?"

"Yes but he wasn't my stepfather then. He was my best friend. An unfortunate incident at the club put me in his condo for a week. We began masturbating for each other and ended up fucking a few times. He was the one that made me realize that it was possible for me to enjoy being fucked by a man although Mom pointed out that the major factor with that was that I loved him and he loved me."

"Your mom knows you fucked her future husband?"

"Yes, she was the one who told me that if I was going to give any man a chance at sex it should be him. She told me how much she had enjoyed the time they spent an entire Memorial Day weekend fucking. 

She and Dad were still married then although they had been separated for years. Right after I moved out of his condo he took Mom to Playa Del Carmen for a week. Mom filed for divorce right after they got back and six months later they got married, then they got married again three months after that."




Felicity Ch. 17



"Why did they do that?"

"The first one was in Vegas. They never felt married after that one so they had a normal wedding at home that followed family tradition. Now they feel married."

By this point in our conversation Helen was astride my hips and my cock was buried in her pussy. She was undulating her hips around it.

"I assume you have not fucked him since."

"No. In fact the last two days I stayed with him we did not fuck although we continued to masturbate for each other. Mom told me I could masturbate for him anytime I wished to show off but I have not done that yet. Probably never will. I now love him as a father."

"How long ago was this?"

"Almost two years ago. Any strange sex stories in your biography?"

"Sort of, I lost my virginity at a funeral. A distant relative and I were assigned to host the wake room one night. Neither one of us knew the lady in the casket other than by name. Nobody was at the chapel except my cousin and me when a storm hit and took out the lights. We cuddled together, then kissed, then fondled each other until we found ourselves fucking in a pew with a dead woman in the same room."

"Kinky. How was it?"

"The first fuck was embarrassing for me. I fumbled everything and ejaculated too soon. My cousin knew what to do and spent the next hour teaching me everything I needed to know about sex but was afraid to ask. She taught me how to treat tits, how to eat pussy and showed me there was more than one position to fuck. I was very proud when I took her to a few nice orgasms."

"I take it you did not get caught."

"No, even though we tempted fate. We kept fucking for a while after the lights came back on. We had just gotten dressed when the funeral home manager came back to lock up the chapel. Funny thing, we had both forgotten we were not alone in the room. I thanked her as we kissed and groped each other outside her hotel room door before she went in and said hello to her husband."

"She was married? How old were you? How old was she?"

"Yes, she was married, I was eighteen and she was thirty-five. The next day she told me that I had gotten her so horny outside her door that as soon as she got in the room she immediately demanded her husband fuck her. She also told me her husband was glad to hear I had been an honor student for her. I was stunned when I heard that and she just nodded to confirm I heard it right. We have not seen each other since."

My story and my cock sent Helen into a world-class orgasm. My cock decided it was all good and filled her pussy with cum.

Helen's body was again draped over mine, her hands behind my head, her lips pressed against my neck. My hands were caressing her ass while I kissed her hair. 

It crossed my mind that she would be a perfect girlfriend for me, if she were not a lesbian. I loved being with her; I loved her out front personality. I wondered if she had ever told a lie.

I slid my hands up her back and pressed her to my chest. Her nipples were still hard. I caressed her from the back of her neck to her ass and kissed her forehead. She raised her head and kissed my lips then returned her lips to my neck.

"Is it time for Kim-Son?" she asked.

"Whenever you are ready," I said.

"We need a shower first."

"We certainly do."

I again carried her to the shower while she held her position with her arms and lips on my neck and her legs around my body. She had already become my favorite burden in the world. Our shower featured a lot of caresses and a lot of kisses. Once we simply embraced and allowed the water to cascade on us for a few minutes as we simply held on tightly to each other.

Eventually we dressed, pigged out at the Vietnamese restaurant and talked. Helen was very perceptive and pointed out a couple that were apparently ending their relationship that night. She predicted that they would eventually see it was a mistake and go back together. Helen said that whatever the reason for their split it was not because the no longer loved each other. 

I studied them for a while and had to agree with Helen's opinion. She later pointed out a couple that was part of a large group that did not realize they were already in love. It took me a few seconds to figure out which two and when I told Helen my guess she gave me a fierce kiss.

I am a very perceptive person myself but I had not seen either of those until she brought them up. But by then all of my senses were already overloaded with Helen.

I loved her voice, I loved her stories, and I loved her green eyes. I loved that she would sometimes interrupt herself in mid sentence and kiss me then finish the sentence she had started as if there had not been an interruption.

Before dinner ended I had accepted the fact that I had big a problem. In my eyes Helen had gone from cute pixie weekend fuck to becoming the most amazing woman I had ever met. 

I expected to be hurt but had already decided not to put up any defenses, I was going to treasure our time together no matter what.

It was nearly nine in the evening when we left the restaurant. I let her drive my car and she took us to the lesbian nightclub she had previously showed me. 

She walked up to a lady that seemed to be security and hugged her. The woman appeared to be startled at seeing her but almost immediately returned Helen's hug with a big kiss. Helen said something into the woman's ear and pointed to me. The woman's face showed great surprise before again kissing Helen.

Helen grabbed my arm and led me to the dance floor and kept me there until I needed a beer.

I noted I was not the only guy there by far and further noted I was not the only one accompanied by a lady. However my guess was that the majority of the men in the place were most likely gay. It was an interesting mix of people and wondered what Helen had done to get herself thrown out. 

Helen and I had our second beer of the night by the back bar and I watched as several women walked up to Helen and gave her big kisses.

I was also amused by the stunned look on their faces when Helen told them she was with me.

We left after our beer and I noted on the way out that there was now a long line of women waiting to get in. Many waved at Helen. Apparently I was out with a legend.

Helen drove us to a strip club in a large shopping area across the freeway from a mall. She kissed the two female police officers at the door then led me to a corner at the back and told me I had to stay there. 

She then disappeared into the crowd. 

That was when I noticed that the audience was all female and so were the dancers. It was a lesbian strip club. I wondered why it had never crossed my mind that there would be such places.

I looked around and I was shocked to realize I was the only guy there. Weird, lots of guys in a lesbian nightclub and no guys in a strip club. Strange world indeed.

Helen returned holding the hand of a nearly naked Japanese woman she introduced as Cindy and they both asked me to follow them. I soon found myself going up a set of stairs that ended in the control room for the lights.

Helen pointed at a unit and said, "This thing does not work. When you told me the name of your company I knew I had heard it before and while we were dancing I remembered. 

I have no idea if you would know anything about this particular thingy but I hoped that maybe...."

I had already removed the control panel and saw the usual problem with that model. It was a motion tracker; it was supposed to follow a designated moving object with a camera. It was perfect for concert venues since a spotlight could be easily added to the camera.

The problem was that the wires for the unit when there was a spotlight attached were too long and would get caught in the tracking arm. I asked the ladies for any tape and as soon as I had the cable out of the way I re-booted the machine. 

As I sat and fiddled with the program I did notice that Helen was making full use of Cindy's body, one hand was working on a tit and the other was inside her G-string. Cindy had her eyes closed as she leaned back on Helen who was in turn nibbling on Cindy's neck. 

I then remembered what Jana had said to Helen on the phone and realized that this was that Cindy and this was that club.

I allowed their kiss to linger before I cleared my throat to get their attention

"Will it work?" Cindy asked me somewhat breathlessly. Helen's hand was still inside Cindy's g-string.

"Yes, I just need a target, I assume it is supposed to follow the dancer."

They both nodded and as I waited for the next dancer I heard a deep moan. Helen had apparently made peace with Cindy. 

The DJ started new music and announced the next performer. It was Inga. 

I looked at Cindy and she nodded. I turned the unit on and noted it also controlled the house lights. They went off and Inga had all the light in the joint on her. The crowd roared their approval. Helen gave me a ferocious kiss. Cindy gave me and Helen passionate kisses then went down the stairs.

Helen took off her jeans and panties, took my cock out of my slacks, sat over it and fucked me hard until her orgasmic scream almost drowned the stage music. She stayed on my lap and kissed me lovingly for a while then got up and dressed. She kissed my cock then put it back in my pants.

"I will take care of that later," she said. 

"I can't believe what I just did. Had we been caught that would have shut down this place permanently and that mob downstairs would have ripped me to shreds. You are a bad influence on me. Thanks."

She demurely sat on my lap and before she kissed me she ran a finger between my lips, the finger that had been in Cindy's pussy.

Cindy interrupted our kiss and said, "We need some light in the club area. The women are getting bold with each other down there. Can you control that from here?"

"It is part of its program. It may take a minute to find it and someone needs to relay to me when I have the lights at the level needed."

"Helen you stay at the top of the stairs and I will relay to you up or down," Cindy said.

I soon had things how she wanted and saved it. Helen led me downstairs but before we made it out the door nearly nude Inga, Jana, and Cindy gave me passionate kisses. One of them gave my cock a squeeze.

As she drove us back to my place Helen told me about the club and explained that Cindy's husband owned it. She also told me that most of the dancers were amateurs, including Inga and Cindy herself. 

Helen said, "The rules for females dancing for females are either less strict or mostly ignored and the place is perfect for hunting pussy. Believe it or not most of the women there are straight, but most can also be talked into some pussy. I love straight pussy."

I said, "If you like you can drop me off, take my car and go back there. However, I would need to find you in bed with me when I wake up in the morning."

Helen looked at me like I was a recent immigrant from Neptune.

"I have no interest in pussy tonight. I want you. Your cock has a good chance to be the first such disgusting object in my mouth ever. I want a sixty-nine. I want you to kiss me a lot. I want to be in your arms when I fall asleep, I want at least two good fucks before I have to go home tomorrow. I want your cell number on my speed dial in case of emergency," she ranted.

"Yes ma'am," I said not even trying to control my happy grin.

Much to my surprise she took my load in her mouth and swallowed. 

Much to her surprise I pulled her to me and kissed her. 

Much to both our surprise my cock was hard again before we finished our long kisses and we had a long, slow, loving fuck.

She again fell asleep draped over my body.

I realized that the feel of her body on mine as she slept would end that night. I had to work hard to keep my emotions in check.

The next morning she used a lot of my mouthwash before we got in the shower. She again brushed our teeth but with a bit less clowning around on her part. She did not brush my eyebrows. Neither of us had any toothpaste foam in our mouths when our after brushing kiss ended.

As soon as we were back in bed I covered her body with mine and started a hard fuck that I kept going until she had a loud orgasm. I then turned us over and she took over the fuck but at a much gentler pace. We kissed a lot. We talked.

"I was surprised you let me cum in your mouth last night," I said.

"I did not see the point of doing half the experiment. It was just as disgusting as I feared."

"So you are adding it to the "what was I thinking" file."

"No, I am glad I did that for you. I had a nice orgasm as you began to flood my mouth so that helped distract me. I will admit that I was surprised by the fact that I liked the feel of your cock in my mouth."

"I was very pleased with the feel of my cock in your mouth. You already knew I love your pussy in my mouth."

"I was shocked when you kissed me. I was stunned by how pornographic that was. I was ecstatic when we could fuck before we stopped the kissing. I doubt any woman ever experienced as fantastic a first blowjob as I did."

With that statement she got serious about the fuck and we again reached our primary goal together.

We cuddled and rested then dressed and went down for breakfast. Afterward we just strolled around hand in hand.

"Most of my masturbations are with my fingers," she said out of the clear blue. "I have nice toys but I seldom use them. What I am trying to tell you is that you don't need to fuck me a second time today like I demanded last night. My pussy is a bit sore. You have already fucked me more times than I have been fucked in my entire life and probably for a hundred times the time. I will give you another blowjob if you like."

I kissed her softly as I absorbed her revelations and said, "In that case lets go to the symphony concert this afternoon."

"I don't have anything to wear to it, my clothes are at Inga's house and we would not make it there and back in time."

"In that case lets go shopping for a dress."

"She chose a very nice green sundress and we dressed at my home with just some minor incidents involving her tits. We walked to the symphony hall.

She surprised me by leading me straight to the VIP room and jumping into the arms of a tall brunette and kissing her.

"This is Edie, a cousin. She is slumming this afternoon and is playing with the symphony today," she said to me.

"This is Roger," she said to Edie. 

Edie must have seen or known something because instead of shaking my hand she kissed me on the cheek.

"I though you were coming last night with Jana and Inga," Edie said to Helen. 

"I was, umm, distracted last night. We did see them later. I am here on Roger's tickets today. Where is Allen?"

"At the opera house. The mezzo he adores is performing in the matinee. It is the alternate cast today."

"I hear the triangle choir. Break a leg. Love you," Helen said to Edie." 

Edie kissed Helen on the lips then kissed my cheek as she patted my shoulder. On the way out Helen stuck her tongue out at the symphony conductor who immediately pretended to chase after her to strangle her as Helen pretended to run away.

Apparently there was a lot to Helen I did not know.

The symphony was playing some very popular works that day so our choice of seats had been limited. Helen wanted front orchestra seats anyway, which are too close to see the entire orchestra but are very close to the violins. I soon saw why she wanted those seats. 

She made eye contact with a second violinist and ran her tongue between her lips. The woman tried to frown around her grin, which sent Helen into giggles. 

A viola player looked at Helen with a thinly disguised look of want. I recognized her as one of the women that had come up to kiss her at the lesbian club. Helen nodded in her direction and blew her a kiss. 

I was sure it had nothing to do with me but I somehow I knew the viola player had already enjoyed Helen for the last time. 

I did not feel the same thing about the violinist. I had the impression they liked playing together. 

We spotted Edie as she spotted us. Helen pretended to be about to grab my cock then in a flourish picked up the program that was on my lap. I gave them my best major disappointed look, which brought giggles to both.

As he strode in the conductor gave Helen as stern a look as one can give while smiling.

During intermission Helen again led me to the VIP room and was immediately accosted by a tall striking blonde that said something to Helen in German. Helen answered in German and kissed the woman on the lips. The woman shook her head, kissed Helen on the lips then pulled her over to the conductor. 

He looked down his nose at Helen and turned away so Helen immediately pinched his ass than ran behind me to hide. 

The conductor did an excellent imperious look, said something in German and went to smooch some actual VIP's. The blonde lady said to me in English, "It's OK. He said he will kill her later."

Helen stepped out from behind me and kissed the blonde lady again and pretty much kissed her way back to our seats.

I was about to ask for an explanation when the conductor returned to the podium. He now had a big grin for Helen.

The concert was great. In my short stay in the city I had become a fan of the orchestra. I was sure they were the most underrated symphony orchestra in the country.

As we were filing out after the concert Edie caught up with us and grabbed Helen's hand. She was still in her working clothes and carried her violin case. She said, "Lets go to the opera house. We should be in time for the last act."

We hurried to the next block, went through the front of the opera house to the back building where the orchestra seats entrance was and rushed in. A tall old man readily accepted hugs from Edie and Helen in lieu of tickets.

His name tag read Byron and he was much taller than my six foot almost one. He told the ladies that, "James and Lucy, Wendy and Jim, and Ben and Janice are in the lounge. We started late. There were a lot of walk-up tickets sold and then there was some kind of problem that Allen was trying to figure out. We are just now getting to intermission."

We made our way to the backstage lounge where Edie and Helen were greeted by ferocious hugs from two tall redheaded guys that looked like brothers, and two older guys that looked like old time movie stars. Then they got hugs and kisses from two tall blondes that reminded me of Jana, and a redheaded woman in costume.

Helen introduced all of them to me and again she introduced me by just saying, "This is Roger."

The guys shook my hand with enthusiasm and the ladies hugged me and kissed my cheek. The older blonde took the redhead in costume aside and told her something. The costumed woman immediately came to me and I got one more hug and kiss. 

Her name was Wendy and she was the wife of the guy that looked like the star of a WW II combat pilot movie. The other guy was the husband of the older blonde and looked like a star of a TV western.

Before I could spend much time trying to figure things out Helen asked Allen what kind of problem had cropped up. He said the tracking spot would not move. He had to shut it down.

"Is it a Mobieus?" she asked Allen.

He nodded yes and Helen looked at me in such a way that Allen thought I might be able to help. Allen immediately hurried me to the control room and I found myself face to console board with my nemesis. It was the model that doomed the company. 

It was the same as the model I had been originally sent down to fix at the Musicals Venue three blocks away. It had taken me over three weeks to get that one to behave but my company folded before I could get to the one at the nearby rock concert venue. I did not know until that second that the opera venue had one too.




Felicity Ch. 17



The units were designed to track up to five individual people by a face recognition interface. It was designed as a security surveillance unit but spotlights could be added to them too. 

Because they had been added as an afterthought the spotlights had made the unit unreliable. The best it had ever done with spotlights was to track three people. 

The spotlights had been precariously mounted too close to the optics so that dust, excessive heat, and the slightest jostle changed what the optics told the program it was seeing. 

The machine was confused when the faces it had locked in suddenly changed and the machine did not like to be confused. The program immediately crashed or when in a good mood simply shut down. Allen had shut it down before the unit did either so I had some hope I could get it to do something.

I asked Allen for duct tape and a clean cloth then for the password to the unit. When I had everything secured, cleaned, and rebooted I asked him to send out one performer the spotlight was supposed to follow back on stage for a minute. 

I figured I did not have time to set the program for more than one performer; after all we were in the intermission of a major operatic performance.

Not surprisingly the lead soprano came out. She knew to look up and as soon as I had her programmed in I gave it a test. 

Allen and I watched as the spot tracked her stage right. She looked up and smiled then went behind the curtain. 

By then the stage manager and the light technician were with us and I told them that I had only given the thing first aid and to treat it gently, not to ask it to do too much. They told me they were happy since there was only one guy working the spots and now they could just keep it on the tenor.

They shook my hand and patted me on the back. I followed Allen down and as I reached Helen the world famous soprano joined us and asked who fixed the spot. Allen told her I did and she gave me a kiss on the cheek. 

One of the most famous voices in the opera world had just kissed me. I was stunned.

"Thank you," she said. "Stars of my magnitude deserve a spotlight on them at all times. Don't all of you agree?"

Helen's family and friends answered her statement with a chorus of raspberries, which prompted the soprano to curtsy and say, "Thank you, you are so kind."

Big laughter and lots of hugs ensued for the Diva after that bit of theatrics. The Diva seemed to fit right in with the family and not just because of her red hair but because she was as "touchy feely" as all of them. In fact the only one keeping his hands and lips to himself was me.

I was amazed by the fact that a world-class opera star felt so at ease with Helen's family that she felt free to put the diva in her aside for a few minutes. 

I asked Wendy if she was playing the countess.

She answered, "Why yes. Did the cheesy costume give it away?"

Groans and boos followed that remark which is the appropriate response for a pun but my big grin obviously scored some points for me with Wendy. I love puns anyway.

I learned that Allen's favorite mezzo was his Aunt Wendy. She had the smallish role of Countess Camembert in the Merry Widow production. The Diva was of course Hanna, the merry widow. 

It's an extremely demanding role and I was not too surprised that the Diva was performing with the alternate cast. There may not have been another lyric soprano that could handle the role within a thousand miles.

Their loud, boisterous conversation ended when they heard the overture and somebody said, "Places everyone."

I had thought they said that only in movies.

Backstage is the worst place to see and hear any kind of performance. For one thing you do not see the performers very well and the scenery not at all. For another there are a lot of people between you and the stage.

Helen had apparently been waiting for me to realize that because as soon as she saw my frustration she took my hand and led me to a spot directly at the back of the stage. All the others were sitting on the floor leaning back against the wall. Their eyes were closed.

Helen and I sat with them and I immediately understood, the acoustic brought all the sound right back to where we were.

I had never paid attention to the role of the countess and had never really listened to mezzos.

Wendy had the sexiest opera voice I had ever heard.

After the very well received performance ended and we had congratulated the performers Helen's brother asked her if she had a ride back home.

She said, "Yes, Roger is taking me."

Before anyone saw the shock on my face her Aunt Wendy was hugging me and saying dinner was at her house. She and all the ladies kissed me, this time on the lips, and the guys patted me on the back.

As Helen and I walked back to my condo I figured out that the reason I could not get the grin off my face was because taking her home was exactly what I wanted to do.

I asked her why I got the impression they already knew all about me when I was introduced to them.

"Jana probably called Mom Friday night and likely again last night. Mom probably called my brother and Edie and so on. In our family events are never secret for more than five minutes. Many people in Felicity have known about you for thirty six hours."

Helen helped me pack telling me that I needed to spend the night. 

She packed a lot more of my stuff than would be needed just for an overnight stay. 

"Shouldn't you call Jana and tell her I am driving you home?"

"Lucy was calling her sister before we left the opera house, she is probably on her way back already."

It dawned on me that I had just met the one famous for her very loud orgasms. 

It took me a bit over an hour to drive to the town of Felicity. Helen kept telling me she could get us there faster but I already knew her driving persona and did not allow her to drive. So she stuck her tongue in my ear.

Dinner at her Aunt Wendy's home was a bit chaotic for me. 

My first surprise was seeing that the Diva was there and was apparently spending the night. Artist of her magnitude get the best rooms at the best hotels and yet there she was in a rambling house in a small town on the Texas coast wearing a t-shirt and perhaps nothing underneath.

She hugged me once and asked me if I was starting to understand what I had just gotten into. 

My facial expression must have told her that I had just come to realize that the most important day of my life was reaching its crescendo.

She softly kissed my lips and added, "Don't worry, you are one lucky guy."

I wondered about the closeness of her relationship with the family, our hug had confirmed to me that the t-shirt she wore was her only garment.

Waves of people kept coming in to hug and kiss the Diva and were apparently pleasantly surprised to see me. As Helen had warned me they all seemed to know who I was.

I was kissed a lot. 

I liked it there.

No, I loved it there.

My own family was loving but a bit old fashioned and somewhat formal. My sister and I loved our parents dearly and were devastated when we lost both of them to a drunk driver. After the funeral my sister and I agreed that we should have kissed them and hugged them more. 

She and I began to make our love for each other a bit more overt with frequent hugs but I did not remember ever kissing her. We had not seen each other in nearly a year.

Helens family was a completely different deal. It was a huge family even if you did not include the people everybody thought of as family but were probably not. 

There were no formalities that I could see and I soon noticed that Helen was not nearly the only one that would pause in mid sentence to kiss someone and continue as if there had been no pause.

Love was not shy in this family.

There were at least four other small redheads in the house, all of them just barely five feet tall and none of them over one hundred pounds. All were in their late twenties. Three were cousins and one was Helen's sister. 

They did have very different faces so before the night was over I could tell them apart. Helen was the only one without freckles on her face. Hers were in a vague line above her tits. Among the short redheads Helen also had the best tits.

I was nervous, I wanted her family to like me. 

I needed a kiss.

I went to Helen and kissed her. 

I figured that everybody was kissing everybody and no one would notice if I kissed Helen.

Everybody noticed.

Helen gave me a big grin and kissed me back. As her kiss lingered it occurred to me that she was confirming who I was to everyone.

A bit later Jana came to me and repeated her tongue darting kiss from the rock concert night. She was apparently giving me her seal of approval for everyone to see.

I retreated towards the big aquarium and tried to stay out of the way. I watched as the Diva continued to receive big hugs, big kisses and the occasional ass grope from nearly everyone in the house. I now understood why she was there instead of a luxury suite downtown.

I saw each of the small redheads jump into the larger people's arms and kiss them deeply and lovingly. Wendy often found herself holding up a clinging niece. One such incident confirmed to me that, like the Diva, Wendy was not wearing anything under her t-shirt. 

At times at least one small redhead had their arms and legs around her husband and was carried around the room that way. 

I was disappointed to see that Helen and I had not invented the position but almost as soon as that thought hit me Helen came to me, jumped into my arms and kissed me hard then asked me to take her into the kitchen. I did just that but as we passed her similarly transported sister she had me pause so she could make a face at her. Her sister stuck out her tongue and bade her husband to continue. Helen seemed to be very pleased with herself.

She kissed my neck until I deposited her near what was the now mostly empty tray of burritos. Helen busied herself preparing a plate and I managed to get a burrito to my mouth before she kissed me and stole half of it from my lips.

As I prepared to accuse her of theft Helen's mother Amanda embraced me and gave me a long soft kiss on the lips.

She broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, "I see she is happy, are you?"

"Beyond belief," I said.

She crushed me in her arms and gave me a ferocious kiss before leaving me as tears welled up in her eyes. She hugged Helen and whispered something to her daughter. Helen kissed her mother then bounded to me and again jumped into my arms and kissed me passionately. 

Again her legs went around my waist and her arms circled my neck. 

I put my arms under her butt and held her steady freeing up her arms. 

She fed me a burrito as we rejoined the crowd in the living room.

I soon had to let her back down when we were suddenly surrounded by people kissing us and patting me on the back as they said good night. 

That day I had more people pat me on the back than I had total in my entire life. I did not know I missed that.

Helen's little sister Charlie and her husband Bob left soon after giving each of us very strong hugs. Her big brother James and his wife Lucy were the next to depart after hugs and kisses. The diva kissed us and said something about a hot tub and went towards the back porch.

Suddenly we were left with her mother, her aunts, (each wearing a t-shirt and likely nothing else), and their husbands. One aunt did not have a husband but I got the impression she was in charge of the Diva and had quickly followed her out to the porch. 

Helen kissed all of them goodnight and the ladies kissed me too; Helens stepfather Rick hugged me,

I drove us to Helens townhome and we got ready for bed.

She began to slide her pussy over my cock but it was obviously still very uncomfortable for her so I pulled her up and hugged her to me. We assumed our now familiar position, her hands behind my head, her lips on my neck, her body draped over mine. The only difference was that my cock was below her pussy, not in it.

"My poor lesbian baby still has a pussy ache I see."

"It will be OK by tomorrow night."

"So, I'm not going back tomorrow?"

"No. It may be a while before you get to do that."

I voiced no objection. I could not think of one.

"You may assume this is your house, this is your bed, this is your lover anytime you want or need," she said.

I lifted her head and kissed her softly yet with ardor.

"I want and I need now," I said as I repeated the kiss.

"Want a blowjob?"

"No, thank you baby. I am very happy where we are now and would rather neither of us moved." 

"Good, I don't want to move either."

"I have noticed that you have offered me a blowjob twice today and I am warning you that the answer will be yes very soon."

"The blowjob offer is a standing offer for now, just let me know when you want it. Don't expect to cum in my mouth though, that was likely a one-off thing."

I kissed her head and caressed her back and ass. 

A few minutes passed before I asked her, "Does your family realize I am just your boy-toy?"

Helen giggled and said, "No. They see what I see, a beautiful caring man with gorgeous eyes, cute dimples and an honest smile. They see a man that would never hurt me. 

They see a man that lets me be me and cares for me as I am. They adore you for that. 

I adore you too."

My boy-toy line was a fishing expedition. It was way too late for me to protect myself but I wanted her to tell me how she felt about me. She had understood and gave me the answer I had fervently hoped for.

"Is this when I am supposed to say I love you?" I asked.

"If you are fond of your balls it is."

"I love you," I said as I increased the intensity of my embrace and my kisses.

She gave me a long soft kiss and said, "You would not be in this mess if you had just said yes when I asked you if you wanted to fuck a lesbian and had just enjoyed a one night stand. It's your fault for insisting on making love to me for the whole weekend. Now we are addicted to each other."

I countered, "Even if I had said yes to the one night stand we would still be right here right now.

Somebody up there likes us."

Unseen by us the Fate Klotho nodded and smiled as she wound our life threads tightly together.



Felicity Ch. 18



Chapter18: Mo and Marie

It was a lazy Sunday morning almost a year after Marie announced she was moving to Felicity. Mo and Marie met with friends for an early breakfast then Marie took Mo to her new home. She led Mo to her bedroom and assisted her in undressing then made herself nude too. 

After a few minutes in which they tried to act normally between kisses Marie led Mo onto her bed.

They had made love several times before but there had always been others present in Wendy's hot tub or Ben's boat. This was the first time Mo and Marie had been together, alone.

Tension filled the air.

Mo could not help but think it was a bad idea even as she covered Marie's naked body with her own nude body. 

There was a brief and somewhat delicate fight for supremacy as each assumed the superior position that ended when Marie coaxed Mo onto her back and after ending a very long kiss rotated her body to a sixty-nine.

Marie was a lesbian that on very rare occasions entertained a cock while Mo was straight that on very rare occasions entertained a pussy. 

Until recently it had been years since Mo had actually eaten pussy and that pussy had been Marie's. 

Marie was the only woman Mo had gone down on more than once, ever. Mo realized that Marie was the only woman she wanted to make love to again but did not attach any significance to that fact.

They had quickly become very close friends much to the surprise of many. The no nonsense school principal and the society belle seemed to be opposites in every way but they had found a common chord almost immediately. Their hugs and lip kisses began the night they met. 

Within a month of meeting they were gravitating towards each other at every event.

Felicity was a somewhat European enclave in one respect, most of the women held hands with most of the women, a trait that seemed to spread throughout the town very quickly.

The Hispanic and Oriental girls had always done so with their mothers and sisters. The population of redheads had always held hands. It did not take much for each of those groups to reach out for the hands of the others and it took off from there. 

The locals probably did not notice but many of the tourists began to do so too among mothers, daughters, and sisters. On the Felicity web site there were many comments from tourists that the dearest thing they took out of their vacation in Felicity was the return of the hand holding within their family.

The kissing on the lips was more of a Felicity trait; European cheek air kisses had struck the ladies as very insufficient. They reasoned that if you liked somebody well enough to kiss them in the first place then give them a real kiss and make that sentiment clear.

There were favorite hands and favorite lips of course and Mo and Marie's hands quickly became favorites for the other to hold and each other's lips favorites to kiss.

The sex arrived four months later in Wendy's hot tub. Wendy was stunned to see her sister achieve an orgasm from Marie's ministrations. 

She was doubly shocked to see Mo return the favor.

Marie's frequent visits to Felicity while her home and gallery were being built brought the two together often. Sex between them was sporadic at first but they were each other's company at events, celebrations, fishing trips and ladies hot tub get togethers. 

Marie proved to Mo that she adored her tits by often rubbing her face on them. Marie did that so often that at times she did so unconsciously in front of others. Mo pretended to be shocked by such liberties but never backed away. 

Mo's tits were not small but her tall body and wide shoulders made them seem small. She also had her sisters magnificent tits as comparison but everyones tits compared poorly to those. Mo simply had a complex, her tits were fine.

Mo apparently never realized how often her large hands were on Marie's ass, or how often she kissed her neck. She did not know that seeing Marie made her feel happy.

They kissed often. Their bodies touched at every opportunity. It had gotten to the point that if Marie was in town Mo was expected to be right next to her and when she wasn't questions were asked. 

Although Mo never saw it at all everyone treated them as a couple.

Over a year had passed since they met. Marie had been a resident of Felicity for nearly a month by then. Mo had been at her house before to help with the moving, decorating, and at both housewarming parties. The first was for her family including her daughter who lived in Luxembourg. Mo, Wendy, and Martina were the only Felicity residents to attend that first one. Marie's singing partner had come over from Las Vegas for the occasion. Mo did not understand when Marie's best friend and lover Alice demanded of her that she take good care her lady.

Mo ended up assuming the role of co-hostess for the second bigger party that included Marie's friends from The City. A lesbian orgy on Marie's bed had ensued that night and Mo happily participated in it but not with Marie. Neither was sure why.

Until that day Mo had never been alone with Marie. 

That early summer morning neither could keep her feelings for each other under control.

What made Mo anxious was the fact that the pussy sliding over her face was the first one she had ever wanted to devour.

She wanted to devour it because it was Marie's pussy.

She held back her urges as she began loving it that morning but soon she was trying to inhale and swallow all of Marie pussy first.

Marie and her pussy felt the change instantly and Mo's face was suddenly flooded with Marie's fluids. 

Marie attempted to continue eating Mo's pussy but was soon just hanging on for dear life.

Mo felt Marie's pussy crush down on her mouth so she increased the passion. After several loud and intense orgasms Marie fought to get her pussy off Mo's mouth and managed to do so after a second and third effort. 

As they lay on their back gasping for breath Mo was gently caressing Marie's pussy.

After a few minutes Marie moved up on the bed and looked into Mo's eyes and said, "Maureen MacDuff, I am in love with you. Marry me."

Mo laughed and gave Marie a quick kiss on the lips.

"Mo, I love you. Marry me," Marie said as she gave Mo a long soft kiss.

Mo's face showed her confusion. 

"Marie can't possibly be serious," she thought. 

Marie gave her another love filled kiss.

"I love you. Marry me please," Marie said to Mo.

Mo saw that Marie was deadly serious and immediately panicked.

She had not been in love with anyone for years and dreaded the possibility. She never wanted to be vulnerable to the whims of another. A sinking feeling in her chest told her she was likely already vulnerable to Marie.

She was paralyzed by fear.

Marie became concerned by Mo's silence. She gave her another soft kiss on the lips.

"Don't worry. It will be a soft, slow seduction. It wont hurt a bit," Marie said.

She kissed Mo again while making sure that Mo could feel the love she had for her.

"I fell in love with you when we first met," Marie said. "I had to kiss you that day and I was elated that you kissed me back. You are the most beautiful person I have ever known, inside and outside. I love you."

Marie gave Mo a long heart felt kiss that took Mo's breath away.

That kiss told Mo that she was indeed in deep trouble.

"Does anyone know?" Mo asked.

"Everyone knows I am in love with you. Everyone is waiting for you to decide about me."

"Everyone?"

"Yes, your children, my children, your sisters, my special friends, everybody."

"But I don't want to get between and your friends."

"I hope you do not mean that literally," Marie giggled.

Mo giggled too, which made Marie smile. 

"I love you," Marie said.

"It would be complicated."

"All relationships are complicated. All I know is that I am happiest when you are next to me so I want you next to me always."

Marie's next kiss told Mo just how vulnerable Marie was to her. 

She had just handed her heart to Mo. 

She trusted Mo with its safety.

Many years and a lot of pain ago Mo had sworn to herself not to trust anyone with her heart.

But it was too late. Mo felt her heart rush to Marie.

She burst into tears as she began to smother Marie with kisses.

Marie burst into tears when she realized Mo was saying, "Yes."

The kisses and tears flowed for many minutes. Their silence was an affirming silence. 

It never came as words to either but both felt a large weight lift from their beings.

Their loneliness was gone.

"How soon can you move in?" Marie asked.

A phone rang in Marie's bedroom. Before Marie got to her phone Mo's phone rang.

Wendy wanted Mo to come down to Felicity Place. Jana was going to give them a tour of her nearly completed club. Janice said the same thing to Marie. After each said they would be there soon and hung up Marie and Mo burst into laughter.

"They could have just made one call and saved money," Mo quipped.

"Do you want to tell them when we get there?" Marie asked.

"We won't need to. Wendy will know as soon as she sees us."

Mo was right about her sister's uncanny ability to read people. They were still twenty feet away when Wendy squealed and ran to them saying, "I knew it, I knew it."

Mo got the first kiss then Marie then Mo again. Then Wendy grabbed Marie by the crotch of her shorts and told her, "You hurt my sister and I'll rip your balls off", then kissed her hard.

By then all the gathered ladies had figured it out and rushed to the new couple. Vicky reached Mo first and after a hard kiss told her, "You hurt my Mom and I will rip your balls off" then kissed Mo hard again.

Each of the other ladies present, Janice, Jana, Helen, Lucy, Janie and Juanita each gave Mo and Marie a kiss while echoing "balls right off," to both of them. They all learned from Janie that the signing for "balls off" was pretty much descriptive. In less than a minute they all had it down pat. 

Helen's friend Cindy had not met either Mo or Marie until then so hers was a more formal congratulations, until she saw the very disapproving glares from the others so she kissed both and repeated balls right off to them.

All of them spent several minutes interrogating the new couple and a murmur of agreement was heard as Marie told them that Mo would be moving in with her.

"I have not agreed to that yet," Mo said.

"Yes you have," her sister said.

"You did, I heard you," Janice said.

"When do you need the moving truck?" Juanita asked.

Laughter and more hugs enveloped the group, which was soon followed by each lady picking up their phones and spreading the news. The message everyone wanted conveyed to the new couple was, "Well it's about fucking time!"

Amid the laughter Janice and Wendy took the new couple aside and Wendy whispered to them, "We have been waiting for this to happen and now that you are a permanent couple we can tell you that the answer is yes. Within strict limits you may assume further privileges with our men."

As it turned out Marie had occasionally been pestering Janice about borrowing Ben for a few minutes. Mo had been asking Wendy for a turn with Jim since she met him as had their older sister Martha. It had been mostly to irritate Janice and Wendy but there had been times they would have probably welcomed the men.

Both stared after them as Wendy and Janice rejoined the group.

Mo turned to Marie and said; "Now they tell us."

"Yeah, now that it does not matter."

"My guess is that is exactly their point. We should fuck the guys first chance we get and teach them a lesson."

"Yeah, we should, only...."

"Yeah. I don't much feel like it either."

"Just in case however, lets hold on to the privilege."

"Good thinking, you never can tell."

The general happy laughter of the ladies continued until Roger came in with some cables and wires and disappeared somewhere up and behind the stage. 

"You hurt yourself and I'll rip your balls off," Helen yelled after him. She of course signed and put a little flourish in the "rip your balls off" part of her admonishment.

A few giggles later in response to a question Helen said to Vicky, "No I did not ask Roger to marry me. I told him that if he was fond of his balls he had to marry me. He was an unemployed bum when we met and I graciously allowed him to stay with me for a couple of weeks."

"She took the spark plugs out of his car so he couldn't leave," Lucy said. "

"I was doing the bum a favor by cleaning them for him."

"And the unemployed bum had in his bank account more money than a school teacher makes in a career," Lucy added.

"What happened after two weeks?" Vicky asked.

"We went our separate ways," Helen said.

"That lasted six days," Jana said. "Helen called Roger and told him that he had forgotten something very important in Felicity. Her.

Roger was back two hours later with everything he owned in his car," Jana said. "Roger was still unpacking when she proposed to him

"It was not a proposal," Helen said. 

Jana giggled and said, "Yes it was. You proposed that in exchange for not making him a soprano his best choice was to marry you."

Helen laughed and said, "Whatever. He is very intelligent and knew the right thing to say was "OK."

A few giggles later Vicky asked, "You were exclusively lesbian then, what happened?"

"Hell if I know."

Jana said, "She told me that she was trying to fuck Roger into old age from the start."

Helen admitted that was true but denied she was heterosexual. She had said the word as if it was a very distasteful option.

"Who was your last pussy?" her friend Cindy asked. asked.

"Well, now that I think about it, you were. It was the night you met Roger"

"That was over a year ago."

"Yeah, I knew it was recent."

Laughter and taunts of "Helen is straight" and her protestation of "I am not" filled a few minutes of merriment until they were startled by a large cable hitting the stage floor.

"What the hell is he doing up there," Mo asked.

Helen answered, "Roger is working on an intelligent spotlight system. Albert, George, and Roger bought what was left of Rogers' defunct company's inventory and set up a new company called Multisolar. They have nearly two thousand units. 

They had them shipped here to the old feed store. Roger modified the machines and Matt got the bugs out of the programming. The one here is a twin spot. the first new and improved model to go into production so far. Roger has already sold forty. Jana bought the first one. Juanita and Harry will get the next two.

Marina's dad Albert is the CEO and Aunt Martha's husband George is the CFO of the company. 

Weird thing about those two. They had worked for the same financial firm with Marie's husband for twenty years then never saw each other for ten years and in the same week both decided to move to Felicity.

Of course Aunt Martha didn't give uncle George a chance otherwise, she threatened to rip his balls right off if he left."

All the women signed "balls right off with Helen as she spoke.

After a few giggled filled moments Helen continued, "My poor husband has been trapped into an executive position so he is overseeing the set up of the new company and the hiring and training of the technicians. He is the Company President. I am the wife of the president, a much more important position."

All the ladies murmured that what she said was obviously always true.

Jana gave them a tour of her club, which was on the third floor of Felicity Place. 

She related that, "As you know the first floor has Sam's Tiki Grill and Bar, Matt's Arcade, and a terminal for the little tourist train that travels from The Seafoam Resort to the downtown garage and back, 

The second floor has two large restaurants flanking its sides. One is the String of Pearls and features Continental Cuisine. Ballroom dancing happens there. Harry and Margo own it. They have been giving ballroom dancing lessons.

The other is called Bolero and features food from the Americas. Salsa, merengue and tango dancing happen there. Juanita owns it. She and her yummy cousin Raul have been giving dancing lessons. Both restaurants opened last Friday to great success."

Janice said, "Wendy and I talked our men into taking us there, Harry's last Friday and Juanitas last night. Harry's place is the most romantic place we have ever been in. Most of the food is French but there are a few other European items. I had paella, Ben had seafood linguini."

"Jim had some ugly German thing he loved when he was stationed there. I had Beef Burgundy," Wendy said. "I still can't believe Harry managed to steal Mike from Sam."

Janie signed, "Mike told Samdad that if he did not let her go she would rip his balls off and mix them in the hamburger meat."

"Ooooh, ouch. Did she really say that?" they asked Juanita.

"It was in fact a much longer and colorfully worded series of threats. The threats lost some of their impact because half of them were in French and she was sitting on Sam's lap kissing him during the entire episode. She probably knew he had already agreed to the transfer since she had been training her replacement for two weeks."

"Uhm, please excuse the question but is Mike as frenetic a lover as everyone seems to think?" Lucy asked,

"Yes," answered Wendy, Janice and Juanita."

"Hmm," the girls said.

"Don't even think about it. Leila would make cat food out of you. If you look in Wikipedia for the term insanely jealous her picture pops up," Wendy said.

"What did you get at Juanita's? Marie asked quickly changing the subject. Everyone noticed and grinned. Mo managed to come up with a mildly perturbed face for their amusement.

Juanita answered, "The Rodizio, Sam and I joined them last night. The guys made pigs of themselves so we had a hard time getting them to the dance floor."

"The food is great and the floor shows are great. All of you need to go to both," Janice urged.

"What floor show?" Helen asked.

Juanita answered, "Margo and Harry do a demonstration of ballroom dancing and Sam and I do a demonstration of a Latin dance."

"They really look good," Janie signed.

"How the hell did you convince Sam to do that?" Mo wondered.

"Easy, I told him if he didn't I would rip his balls right off." Juanita signed as she said that which gave all the girls a chance to again use their newly learned "balls right off" sign.

Amid the laughter Helen commented, "See. It works every time."

Jana's club had a more than half of the third floor; the rest had the offices of Felicity Center and storage space, which among other things contained the chairs and dancing pole Jana would need on special nights.

The club had a big dance floor surrounded by two rows of cafe tables bolted to the floor but no chairs. Behind them against the walls were elevated booths that sat four. Each corner had a booth that could accommodate eight. Very powerful speakers were ready to crank out club music. The two very long bars had large marine aquariums on their back walls and stools.

There was an enclosed glass covered balcony that had twelve tables for two past one of the bars. It had a view of the ocean.

At one end of the floor there was a stage and behind that a dressing room and behind that a service elevator that opened to the back of each establishment in the building and the back parking lot. 

The city council saw the stage and dressing room as part of the plan for Felicity Music to showcase their artists. Melody was booked for the first performance there and every ticket had been sold for weeks, almost all of them to young women from The City. The Seafoam was booked solid for that night. In three days the Melody concert would signal the grand opening of Jana's Place.

All the ladies knew that once a week on Thursdays the dressing room would be filled with mostly naked ladies who would go out and dance on stage for very horny women, but since that had not been spelled out in the permit application to the city council they all had plausible deniability. 




Felicity Ch. 18



But only sort of, half of the city council had already volunteered to perform and had been rehearsing. Jana and Inga had been giving pole-dancing classes for weeks.

Their friend Cindy had a similar club in the city and was helping with the dancers and with the volunteer list. She was in fact dancing that Thursday night with Helen. 

Cindy was also spending the week at Helen and Roger at their home. All expected Helen to return to recreational pussy that night. Helen and Cindy had been an on and off item for years.

Cindy's own club had closed several months before when it lost its lease. Her husband was in jail on tax evasion charges. Their home had a tax lien on it.

Cindy needed Helen at that juncture in her life. Helen came through for her in a lot bigger ways than she had hoped. Cindy never left Felicity.

Many of Cindy's regular volunteer dancers and many of her customers were coming down that week. The Seafoam was booked solid for that Thursday night too.

All of the ladies present had volunteered to take turns on the stage except for Mo and Janie. Mo said she did not have the tits for it. Marie would soon talk her into it.

The debut of Ladies Only Night at Jana's Club was four days away. 

Only ten women were going to dance each Thursday, first with a partner, then all together. 

Although Jana and her partner Inga were the only ones that would dance on each occasion it would be six weeks before the last one on the list of volunteers would get her turn. Jana had really worried the she would have a shortage of dancers and would need to hire them but with Cindy's help there was no need. Jana began to think her gamble was going to work.

"What delayed your opening Jana? I though this place was ready," Vicky asked.

"There is supposed to be a clear barrier right here between the stage and the floor. It will not be delivered and installed until tomorrow. I absolutely need to have it for Melody's concert and Lady's Thursdays. I need to protect my artists, especially Thursday. Some of the women coming in are very bold."

"It wont help too much this Thursday. Cindy and I will already be behind the barrier," Helen quipped.

The women's laughter was in full force and it was a while before anyone heard Roger yelling that he needed a target.

Dance music suddenly filled the room and Jana jumped on the stage saying, "This is so cool," and began to dance across the stage. Suddenly a spotlight settled on her and followed her every move.

The ladies heard Roger say, "OK, the second one."

Helen jumped on the stage and started to dance around on her own and with Jana. A spotlight settled on her and followed even when Jana and Helen's paths intersected.

"Is that thing completely automatic? Mo asked Helen. 

"Pretty much. It can be run from the DJ console. Roger is testing unit number 001," Helen said.

"What happens if there are three people on the stage?" Cindy asked.

"I don't know, get up here and let's find out," Helen answered. 

Cindy got on stage and they were all surprised when they saw the spotlight following the nearest dancer to her expand and cover her too. That brought Lucy to the stage and they saw the spotlights expand and contract as they kept up with the dancers but noticed that if Cindy or Lucy was more than five feet away from Jana or Helen the spots contracted back to their original target.

"That really is cool," Vicky said as she joined the dancers on stage.

All of the ladies were soon dancing on the stage and taking turns stealing the spotlight, even Mo. 

Juanita pulled Janie up to the stage and coaxed her into dancing with her. Janie could dance. In fact of all the girls the only one with a better undulating body move was Jana.

"OK, I quit. The deaf girl is a better dancer than me," Lucy said and signed.

Janie laughed and signed that her Mom had been dancing with her since she could stand up. "I am just imitating what she does."

Juanita kissed her daughter and said, "You are dancing with me when it's my turn."

Everyone noticed that Janie did not say no.

The music stopped and Roger emerged from the DJ booth. 

"Where are the rest of the guys?" Helen asked him as he stepped onto the stage.

"Downstairs drinking up all of Sam's beer before he ever gets his place open tomorrow. We will be there when you get done.

By the way," he said with a mischievous grin, "Juanita found a very good wine that she is hiding from us for some reason. Maybe you can run an inquisition until she talks."

"Thanks, we will do that. She will never expect the Spanish Inquisition," Helen said as she kissed her husband bye.

Janice, Wendy and Mo moved towards Juanita with menacing looks. "Don't make us use the comfy chair on you," Wendy said.

"No, anything but that. I'll talk," Juanita said with imperfect fear in her eyes.

"OK. Talk,' Janice ordered.

Juanita said, "Well, did you know that Mozart had like twenty-seven first names and not one of them was Amadeus?"

Juanita had five steps on them before they saw the non-sequitur for the ploy it was. She easily beat them to The Tiki Grill and quickly ran behind Sam before the murderous women could catch her.

Sam saw the commotion and asked Juanita, "What have you done now?"

Wendy seemed to have assumed leadership of the lynch mob and told him, "She has special wines and will not share."

Sam said, "Well, she discovered them and I guess she is in charge of them and so I can't tell you that they are behind the bar at the far end on the middle shelf."

Juanita was helpless to stop the stampede and just glared at Sam in sham fury. He kissed her and whispered something to her. She grinned and gave him a big kiss. 

Juanita walked behind the bar and picked up the wine bottle opener, she then casually strolled by the women as she twirled it on her finger.

Another chase began that had some of the men concerned for the safety of their beers. Juanita was soon cornered, three bottles were opened and the ladies went outside to the covered deck and sat on the floor.

It took all of them a long while to stop giggling and eventually Juanita confessed that she had gotten the batch they were drinking at the local grocery store. 

"Sam bought all they had. The distributor has added us to his client list and since these bottles are already almost empty it can't be too soon."

Giggles were the prevailing sound among them for many minutes. Squeals were added when Maggie and Karen came flying in to smother their mother Mo and Marie with kisses.

They all loved being with each other and were very comfortable with each other. The older women knew all of each other's secrets and the younger set knew all of the each other's secrets and most of the secrets of the older group.

Several times they had to lower their voices to near whispers as tourists were walking by. Secrets everyone already knew were the subject of conversation. 

The biggest secret they all knew but did not need to talk about was that they very much loved each other. On the large deck they were clustered together in a small group, everyone's body was in contact with at least two others. Vicky, Karen and Maggie shared Mo and Marie's laps. Jana and Lucy leaned close to their mother; Helen sat on Wendy's lap and Cindy sat on hers. Juanita and Janie completed the circle. Quick darting kisses among all of them were common.

If they had looked past each other they would have seen wistful smiles from all the women that walked by.

"Friends and family," a woman said about them to her grown daughter as she reached for her girl's hand for the first time in many years.

The subjects of one of the stories the women were talking about had just walked by. "Speaking of the devils, Allison and Sophie are going into the Seafoam. I still can't believe Allison talked Sophie into getting that tattoo on her ass," Marie said.

"A perfect replica of Allison's lips in the shade of her favorite lipstick," Mo added.

"Has anyone here not kissed it yet?" Juanita asked.

None of the younger set had.

"Oh. An age gap," Mo said.

"I did not know she would allow personal homage. I would love to kiss her ass," Helen said.

"Me too," Jana, Lucy, and Vicky said.

Sophie's beauty and her quiet and dignified manner had won her the love and admiration of all. That quiet and dignified manner also made getting a tattoo an incomprehensible event.

"I will fix you up," Mo promised.

"Mom, tell us your story about Mike," Vicky asked Marie.

"'There is nothing to tell, she catered my second open house, I thanked her and she left."

Everyone turned to look at Mo.

She said, "That is pretty much true. Of course that thanks included a kiss, or three or seven. Marie was only wearing a robe when she came into the kitchen and I lost sight of Mike for a minute until I noticed that she was inside Marie's robe. 

I left the kitchen to accept the flower delivery and when I returned they were not there. I found them in the bedroom; they were both naked and had made a major mess of the beautifully presented master bed.

I reminded Marie she had guests coming and went to sit in the front porch. Just a couple of minutes later the first guest arrived, Alice. I welcomed her and mentioned that she would find Marie in her bedroom. 

My sisters and their husbands and Sophie came in next and I showed them where I had hidden the single malt scotch. I then went to the bedroom and found that Marie was getting dressed but Mike already had Alice naked.

Mike stayed and seduced everyone she could before going home. We have no idea what she told Leila but Marie and I would be grateful if this secret does not get far. We are talking life and death here."

"So, Insatiable is not just a nickname for Mike," Vicky commented.

"No," her mother and Juanita said.

Mo added with a giggle, "The bed never had a chance to be made up. As the party in the living room and patio progressed so did the party on the bed."

A few minutes of silence passed while all the youngsters present wondered how they could have missed that part of the party. Each eventually decided that it most have been a seniors event.

Mo regained their focus by noting, "Look, George and Martha are going into The Seafoam too." 

"And Rick and Mom," Helen added.

"Lucy, here comes James" Jana said.

James kissed his mother Janice and sister in law Jana then helped Lucy to her feet. Without word of explanation he took his wife's hand and led her to the Seafoam. 

Sam, Jim, Ben, Robby, Jason, Mike, and Roger collected their respective spouses and led them to the Seafoam. Sam took Janie's hand and she followed too. 

Wendy noted that Janie seemed to be the only one that was not surprised. Whatever it was she already knew. For the hundred and second time Wendy told herself she needed to learn to read lips.

Marie tugged Mo and Jana's hands and they followed the crowd too.

They were led to the small banquet room and were stunned to see vases with three red roses behind an envelope that had each woman's name on it.

Mo and Jana were a bit concerned that they had just barged in on a couple's event but Marie led them to a table that had their name on envelopes and a vase with roses for each. 

"This is the lesbian table," she said with a giggle and a nod to Leslie and Beth who were already at the table. Mo saw that her name was coupled with Marie's. Someone had apparently proclaimed them a couple before Mo knew they were, most likely the woman holding her hand.

As they sat the ladies noted that the guest list just kept on expanding. Charlene, Lydia, Rhonda, and Shawna all came in holding their husbands hands. Inga came in and silently took her place beside a very surprised Jana. She had thought Inga was still going to be in The City that day.

Ruthie came in with Edie and Allen. She was welcomed with applause which Allen pretended was for him. That won him loud butt slaps from Ruthie and Edie.

When Bernie escorted Bernice in most of the young ladies left their seat to greet her with a hug. Before they sat Charles and Shirley came in and most of the girls hugged her too. Reverend Liam and Betty walked in and many ladies ran to them to kiss them. Pedro and Pepita got the same reception.

As the banquet room filled up the ladies were at first too stunned to demand an explanation but as their curiosity peaked Harry stood and tapped his glass for attention.

He began, "During the last many months we have seen many changes in our town. The men and the women in this room have been involved in crisis after crisis but we now all see that we have exited the tunnel. We are in the sunlight."

Ben continued, "The Seafoam annex, Felicity Place, and Felicity Music are complete and in business. The shops, offices, and restaurants that complete Felicity Center are done. Jana's place will be ready tomorrow. The new police station was dedicated a month ago, the new fire station two weeks ago. Allison's Toyota dealership is open for business. 

A new middle school and two new elementary schools will be ready this fall. Every building downtown has a business in it. We have witnessed the re-birth of Felicity. We are lucky to be surrounded by good people helping make our town special."

Applause and cheers followed that last statement.

Sam stood and continued, "One thing we have agreed on from the beginning has been that each of our wives and partners have not only stood by our sides but also have pitched in and helped our causes immensely. We are very grateful and I know I speak for every husband and partner here when I say, I love you baby."

Husbands and partners kissed their lovers. Many of the women had tears falling down their cheeks.

Jim stood and continued, "It is mid June, Valentines Day is well past, Thanksgiving Day and Christmas are too far off. So we have proclaimed this day a Felicity Celebration Day and "I Could Not Love You More Day." Please accept our gifts."

Each woman was handed the envelope with their name and urged to open it. Mo's hand was trembling when Marie handed one to her. Jana was just as jittery when Inga handed her one.

Each envelope had the tickets and vouchers for a one-week honeymoon stay for two at a luxury all-inclusive resort near Negril in Jamaica. Pandemonium ensued as each woman tried to overcome her lover with kisses. 

When things calmed down a bit Martin, the resorts events manager, gave a signal and the staff began to serve a turkey and dressing meal with all the fixing's complete with individual heart shaped strawberry cream pies. For a while each bite the men took was delayed or interrupted by a wild kiss. Few noticed that as the meal was served the flowers and envelopes had been picked up.

Dinner settled into a loved filled murmur of happiness. 

It was a love-in, until the first pie flew. As usual it was Allison that threw the first pitch and as usual it was big sister Martha that caught it, right on her boobs.

Few of the men were surprised and all managed to get out of the room unscathed. Marie was very proud and happy to see that Vicky was one of the first to fire a missile even though it had been aimed at her. 

"My shy, mousy little girl is long gone," she thought with a smile. Her time to muse ended abruptly when Wendy got her right on the kisser with a pie.

Martin remembered his most dangerous duty and fetched two carts that were loaded with small pies and wheeled them to the center of the room. He managed to get out of the way of the stampeding women but as he turned he was confronted by a smiling Janie who promptly smushed a pie on the crotch of his slacks then swiftly ran in the direction of his office. Martin immediately delegated authority and chased after her. A major announcement had been made and a brief truce interrupted the war to give them enthusiastic applause.

The truce was broken when Vicky, Janice, Juanita and Mo's sisters and daughters carpet-bombed Mo and Marie. The two understood and promptly smushed a pie inside the others' shorts. A tradition had been observed.

"Don't move around too much I want to eat that pie," Marie said to Mo as the pies continued to fly all around them.

Mo pulled out the elastic waistband of her shorts and gazed at her strawberry cream covered pussy and asked, "Which pie are you talking about?"

As Marie laughed Mo inserted a pie down the back of her lovers shorts and smushed it into her ass. Marie squealed until Mo covered her lips with her own. The two pink snow women were soon seen walking gingerly towards the parking lot.

No one had noticed that Jana and Inga had vanished before the first pie flew. Inga had just told Jana she had a new job and that the job was in Felicity. She had spent the morning moving what few things she still had in her apartment in The City into Jana's house. Inga would be opening Felicity's first women's gym and spa in the history of the town. Jana had decided that the devouring could not wait.

No one noticed that Leslie and Beth left as dinner was being served. Their relationship had just ended.

After all of the extensive and delicious ammunition had been exhausted the pie-covered chief of police restored calm and a moving love-fest ensued as the women searched for their lily livered, yellow-bellied men. 

On their way out the tourists gaped at them then smiled. One lady quipped that she wanted to be invited to the next whatever it was. Wendy and Janice went to the woman and hugged her thereby covering her with pink cream pie.

She said, "Thanks. We have not even checked in and I already love this place."

"How long are you staying in Felicity? Janice asked her.

"A week. My daughter and I came here to get laid."

"Mother!" 

The girl turned to Janice and said, "I am sorry, she is at an awkward age. I will keep her out of the public eye the best I can. We are here because she was so surprised I actually graduated from college that she got me a ticket to the Melody concert. She could only get one unfortunately so the town will be unprotected during that time."

"Valedictorian," the proud mother said.

The two were very much alike from the closely cropped black hair, the horned rimmed glasses, and nice tits. The mother was maybe in her late thirties, ten pounds heavier and an inch taller than the daughter who did not look like she was old enough to have a college degree. They were the kind of women nobody notices until they smiled, or takes a second look at their tits. Wendy and Janice noticed both immediately.

Wendy followed a hunch and asked the mother, "About getting laid, does it much matter to you the gender of your layer?" The woman's eyes widened and in a soft voice as if trying to keep her daughter from hearing said, "No."

Her daughter however looked like that was the answer she had expected.

Wendy said, "I work in the jewelry shop just on the other side of that art gallery."

Janice said, "I am there often. Come see us."

Wendy and Juanita each gave the woman a soft kiss on the lips and her daughter a soft kiss on the cheek.

As usual Janice and Wendy held hands as they walked out. The mother and daughter reached for the other's hand and walked towards check-in with big smiles on their faces

The women found the men at Sam's and were welcomed with moist towels and champagne. Their flowers and travel vouchers were there, safe and sound.

Ten minutes later the ladies not so gently placed a hand on their respective husband's groin. The men understood the not so veiled threat and were easily convinced that they needed to go home and take a nap.

Somehow it was several hours before any of them got any rest.

They needed to rest since they were hosting the first ever Felicity Celebration Festival that night. 

The two blocks from Felicity Music to the resort were cordoned off and a street party for the entire town took place sponsored by the new businesses of Felicity Center. A rock band called Erato played in the median surrounded by booths. People were dancing in the boulevard.




Felicity Ch. 18



That night during the block party the woman came by to say hello to Wendy who was helping at Janie's booth. 

Wendy did not have time to visit with her so she just gave the woman a tongue diving kiss and tit grope and pointed to her shop and said, "If you have time in the morning come see me."

After another very personal kiss Wendy had to get back to containing the feeding frenzy and the woman walked away with a dreamy smile, looking for Janice. Before the party ended the men had many new drinking and fishing buddies and the women nearly doubled the number of hands that would welcome theirs.

That night Felicity became a single living entity.

The following Monday morning Wendy was at the workshop by the front window working on a brooch when she looked up to see who if anyone was watching her. 

The lady from the hotel was watching her.

Wendy waved her in and met her by the door. She took the woman's hand and led her to an alcove at the back of the shop. Wendy had the woman naked on a bed before the woman knew what was happening. The first sound she made since walking in was a loud moan as Wendy's lips wrapped themselves around her prominent clit.

The woman was more than ready for it and was soon writhing through a nice cum. Wendy immediately swung her body around and plopped her pussy on the woman's mouth and resumed working on the woman's pussy. The woman set on Wendy's pussy like a wolf on a lamb chop. Neither lasted very long.

Movement by the door drew both of their attention. An already naked Janice was striding towards the bed. Wendy kissed her and dressed as the woman and Janice dove for each other's pussy. 

Wendy went back to her storefront and found her clerk busy with one customer as another waited. Wendy assisted her and the morning continued with a nice steady flow of customers. Concert goers were already streaming into town.

Wendy had forgotten that two women were fucking on her daybed by the time they came out. It was almost noon by then. 

Janice said, "I am taking her to Sam's for lunch. Can you join us?"

"No, Jim is bringing me lunch which I hope will be something from Janie's. Believe it or not I did not get a single bite to eat last night except for one empanadilla from Pedro as I walked past his booth before getting to Janie's"

"It was great last night. I stopped counting the number of faces I painted when it went over a hundred. A bunch were "I heart Melody" for many young ladies including her daughter."

Janice and the woman kissed Wendy and walked across the boulevard. They were out of sight before it occurred to Wendy that she had no idea what the woman's name was.

Arms went around Wendy from the back and she felt a kiss to her neck. She closed her eyes and leaned back into the arms.

"Who was that you and Janice were entertaining," her sister Mo asked.

"No idea. We met her and her daughter as we came out of the banquet room yesterday. Janice and I decided to make her feel welcome."

Mo giggled and kissed her sister again and saying, "Marie and I may need to borrow your alcove soon."

"You will need to wait until after lunch. Jim is coming over with food and has my desert attached to his body."

"OK, we can wait, I think. Baby, Marie wants a ring ceremony."

"I know. Are you ready for me to contact our good reverend?"

"Yeah, I do not see the point in waiting. I definitely want to do it before school starts. The travel voucher we got yesterday would make for a fine honeymoon.""

"Yes it would. I will make the call then tell Marie the choices so she can contact her far-flung friends. With any luck her daughter will make it over from Luxembourg although it would be their second trip in two months.

Your rings are done by the way but you may not see them until the ceremony."

"Are they pretty?"

"Second only to Jim's and mine. And no, Marie has not seen them either. She ordered them two weeks ago you know."

"No, I didn't. She was assuming a lot."

"Not really, you were the only one with no clue. What did she say to get you to see the light?"

"She told me she was happiest when she was with me. It made me realize I was happiest when I was with her. 

By the way, thanks for our gifts. You may tell Jim I very much look forward to our fucks."

Mo had turned and began to walk away but was not quick enough to avoid a loud slap to her ass. Both sisters were giggling when Mo walked next door.

When Jim came into the jewelry shop he was delayed in eating his lunch because he had to eat his wife first. As usual gay sex made his wife very horny for her husband and Wendy had him very busy for the first thirty minutes or so. 

After Jim gave his wife all he had they dressed and walked to the Art Gallery next door. It had a small coffee shop corner and as they sat there to eat their lunch Mo and Marie quickly headed towards Wendy's alcove in her shop.

Marie and Wendy both had full time clerks working for them. Both were married straight women in their forties. The ladies had been working for over two weeks before the shop and gallery had opened so they knew sex happened at their new workplace and that a large percentage of that sex was lesbian. 

They had the chance to move to different jobs if they wanted to do so. Eleven new businesses were opening during a two-week period.

They stayed. 

Valras and Joyce were wives of construction workers that had worked on Felicity Boulevard. Both were mixed race marriages. Felicity was the first town they had been in which that novelty had lasted less than thirty seconds. 

They each had gay sons. No one seemed to have noticed that at all. They would have stayed in Felicity even if their boss was Cruella DeVille.

Instead they had bosses that kissed them, hugged them, and trusted them, and paid them well. Neither was about to disappoint their bosses.

By the time the shops opened Valras and Joyce were both eagerly accepting Wendy and Marie's kisses. 

That Monday morning when they got to work Valras and Joyce had kissed each other on the lips for the first time.

"We should have been doing this for years," Valras said.

"Yes, we will try to make up some of that time," Joyce said before kissing Valras again and going into the gallery.

That day Joyce waited until she saw that Wendy and Jim had finished their lunch then walked over and asked Jim, "Excuse me, do you know of any big project starting in the area soon?"

"You miss Leon? How could you?" He is the ugliest guy I know."

Wendy punched Jim on the arm as she began to giggle. 

"What a nasty thing to say. Take it back."

"OK, but it's true."

Joyce was laughing too. During the almost two years of construction on the boulevard Jim and her husband had become friends. She also had to admit the only part of Leon that was beautiful was inside of him, and between his legs.

"No, sorry Joyce. We have approval but no funding for widening Seashore Drive. I realize that when he finishes that project in Conroe his company has that big project in the Panhandle. He can come home on weekends now but I understand how you and Valras must feel about the distance to Amarillo. 

You can be sure that if anything comes up he will be the first guy I call."

Jim and Wendy then stood saying they needed to get to work.

Wendy said to Joyce, "I will remind your boss you have not been to lunch yet. Valras will be ready when you are."

Wendy gave Jim a kiss and told him "Bye" then gave Joyce a kiss and left through a connecting door to her shop. 

When she reached the alcove she saw that although her sister and her partner were done they had not dressed. Wendy slapped their naked butts and reminded Marie she had a business to run.

She then delayed Marie's departure by licking her tits. 

Mo slapped her sister's butt, which triggered a nipple pinching war and the subsequent giggles. 

A truce was called and Marie managed to return to her gallery. Mo went to her ballroom dancing class across the street.

Wendy went back to work and sent Valras to lunch.

About twenty-five minutes later the daughter of her morning lover walked into the shop. They visited, she oohed and aahed at Wendy's creations but Wendy saw that what the girl really wanted was what her mother had wanted. 

Wendy had a somewhat rigid age guideline for potential lovers and the girl was well below that. She did want the girl to get laid though and, as luck would have it she saw Jana walk towards the main entrance to Felicity Place. She quickly dialed her number.

"Jana, that thing you wanted was unavailable but I have something you would really like."

"Aunt Wendy, what are you talking about?"

"I have a young lady here, a visitor to the town, that could take it over for you to see. She is here for the week, she has a ticket for Melody's concert."

"Umm, Aunt Wendy, Are you trying to fix me up with this girl?"

"Yes, and vice-versa."

"Is she cute?"

"Yes."

"Does she have yummy tits?"

"Absolutely."

"You would owe me."

"Or vice versa."

"Send her over."

"Thanks, make sure you tell me how you like it."

"What is her name?"

"I will ask. 

"What's your name?"

"Petra."

"What is you Mother's name?"

"Petra."

Turning back to the phone she said to Jana, "Petra is on her way."

After hanging up she looked around to see what she could send over to Jana and picked up the design for the brooch she was working on and handed it to Petra.

Wendy instructed her to, "Go in that center door across the street, take the escalator to the third floor. You are actually going to where the Melody concert will take place. Give this to Jana, a very yummy blonde and the owner of the place. I am sure that if you ask nicely she will give you a tour of the club." 

Wendy kissed her on the cheek and said "Go, but there is no hurry to come back."

Wendy saw that Petra could barely contain her excitement over being where Melody was going to be.

Wendy said aloud to herself, "I love this town."

"Me too," Valras said as she walked in.

She kissed Wendy on the lips then hurried to answer the shops phone.

Wendy walked behind her and kissed her neck and caressed her ass. Valras swatted at her hand as she tried to contain her giggles. 

Wendy decided that was enough sexual harassment for now and went back to her workshop by the window. She had not done a lick of work on the brooch since Petra the elder had walked in.

Customers trickled in and the day again settled into business as usual. It was closing time before Wendy noticed that Jana had not called her back. 

She kissed Valras and Joyce good night and was pleased to see them holding hands as they walked to the parking area behind the building. Wendy noted that except for the color of their skins the looked and behaved like sisters.

"I love this town," she again said to herself.

Marie asked Wendy if she wanted to join her and Mo for dinner at the String of Pearls but Wendy said she had a nice dinner planned for Jim, which would feature her as dessert.

Marie laughed and kissed her lovingly before walking across the boulevard.

Before walking to her car Wendy dialed Jana's number. 

Jana immediately said, "She is in the pool with us. She is in fact feasting on Ruthie right now."

"Oooh. Does she realize whose pussy that is?"

"No. Her face is one I will be watching Wednesday night. She told me you and Janice made her mother welcome this morning."

"It was the least we could do. She told us they came to town to get laid."

"Her mother was taking dance lessons from Raul when we left the building. The way they were clinging to each other she may get laid again. She is an accountant by the way. She has already decided to look for a job here."

"Not surprised. I am sure she already loves this town too. Well, make sure the younger Petra calls her mother before you take her back to the Seafoam. I am sure she would not like to intrude."

"You are right there. Talk to you later. I love you. Bye.

"Love you, bye."

Wendy dialed another number and said, "Honey, It's been ages since we fucked. Your not working late, are you?"

Jim laughed and said, "I see you have had one of those days. I will be home soon enough to join you in the shower."

"Perfect. I love you madly. Bye."

Wendy paused to look up and down the boulevard. This was her hometown. She had never lived anyplace else.

She had never been proud of her town before, not that she disliked it; it just looked like any other town, until now.

"I love this town," she shouted out.

"Me too," came a scattered chorus immediately after her shout.

She had a big grin on her face as she got in her car and headed towards the very best part of the town. 

Home. 



Felicity Ch. 19



Chapter 19. Melody/Ruthie

Melody was one of just two acts Robby Chapman kept from the bankrupt company he bought. He did so on the recommendation of his cousin Edie and her husband Allen. Like many others Robby saw Melody as not worth the trouble.

Allen saw her as a gifted musician and fine songwriter. Edie saw her as a potential idol to young ladies and girls. Edie and Allen were musicians of note themselves so when Robby bought the company he followed their advice and kept Melody but his purpose in buying the company was to make his other a star.

Unknown to all but a few Melody had regular bouts of stage fright. She had covered that up by throwing tantrums about some imagined slight and refusing to go on. 

It was the major reason she had not been offered a recording contract until two guys found themselves desperate for acts for their pipe dream. When her company was bought she thought her career was over and was shocked to learn that she was one of just two performers her new company kept.

That brought on another attack of self-doubt and she made herself a difficult person to deal with. 

Edie had seen through that. In the middle of a tantrum at a recording studio Edie had hugged Melody and kissed her cheek. 

She had whispered, "Together we will manage. Together we will overcome it. You are stronger than you think you are. You are more talented than you think you are. Ruthie, I am here for you whenever you need me to be."

Ruthie remembered bursting into tears and falling in love with Edie at the same instant. Surprisingly after the sexual part had been satisfied she realized she loved Edie even more. She knew there would be no Melody without her, probably no Ruthie either. 

The first hit video for Felicity Music was of Melody on You Tube. The first hit song was Melody's first single on iTunes. The first hit CD was Melody's first album.

Her real name was Ruth and she was born and raised in Canada. She had spent her life moving between Toronto and Montreal. Her parents were symphony orchestra musicians. Ruthie was much more than an accomplished pianist and vocalist. Her song writing appealed to girls from eight to twenty five years old. Fluent in two languages and with a sharp mind she seemed to be destined for stardom. Her temperament was holding her back. 

Edie was the first to call her Ruthie and in fact had never called her Melody except in the third person. Melody was slowly becoming a third person for Ruthie too. Others took the cue and called her Ruthie. All were soon treated to the girl she was at home, a pleasant, bubbly, pretty girl with a wicked sense of humor.

She was tall, blonde, had a great body and as she put it herself, "Yummy tits." She was just twenty-two years old. She was a lesbian.

Ruthie had been in town for four weeks putting her second CD together. After the first two nights at the Seafoam she had checked out and moved into Edie and Allen's house. She had her own bedroom there. There was a piano there.

Knowing Melody's ongoing bouts with stage fright Robby, Allen and Edie decided that her first concert for Felicity Music would be over the Internet in a small venue. They decided that friendly faces and a familiar place would allow her to shine. The small venue belonged to her friend and occasional lover Jana. 

Four of the songs Melody would be performing were written by Edie, two of which were new. She and Edie had collaborated on two others and all would be on her second CD.

During the concert Edie would be accompanying Melody's piano on violin. Allen would be on cello; Alice and Marie would provide backup vocals for her. Alice's daughter Nikki would be on drums. It was as comfortable a set up as she could have and still hope for an impact. 

Edie assured Ruthie that her last disastrous attempt at a live concert was not going to happen again, she was too good, too talented, and too strong to let herself down. She reminded her that everyone in the audience would be people that already loved her.

Melody approached the concert date more confident than any other performance she ever had. She trusted Edie and if Edie said she would be great then she would be great. Still she had the jitters. Edie reminded her that every performer in history had the jitters before going on.

It would be opening night for Jana's Place and the first live feed for Felicity Music. Ruthie was not the only one suffering from the jitters.

The concert would be broadcast live in HD over Felicity Music's web site. The five cameras were fixed so not to distract Melody.

Still, a slight hesitation on her part before going on stage prompted Edie to swat Melody's butt and say, "You don't go out you don't get any."

Melody entered the stage laughing and followed Edie's advice to find a girl in the audience she wanted to seduce and sing the first song to her. That girl soon lost all color and fainted. Jana and Inga were right behind her and caught her, then carried her to a booth that had Mo, Marie, Janice, Wendy and the girls mother Petra.

Melody was pleasantly shocked to learn that everyone knew the words from every song on her first CD. She extended one of them so the audience could sing the chorus again. Twenty minutes into the concert she was having a blast and it showed. The concert itself became an affirmation of love between Melody and her fans. She had them laughing, crying and singing throughout.

A third of the way into the concert she introduced a song by simply asking the audience to "Please forgive your mothers if they squeal," then shocked Alice and Marie when she played the intro of a Fronds song. They did not know Melody was a fan of theirs. 

As Alice and Marie began there were scattered squeals around the room that brought an "I told you so" smile to Melody's lips. 

The squeals from booth number one brought the younger Petra back to the present. After making sure she understood it was a secret Shawna helped her back to near her original position to the stage. She was easily Melody's most ardent fan in the audience.

The younger ladies loved The Frond's song and as had happened four years before in Las Vegas the audience sang the last chorus with them.

Later in the show Melody joined the ladies on one more Fronds song. Alice and Marie won their first big following among the younger set that night.

The next song was from Edie and after saying so to the audience Melody stood and asked the audience if anyone else had a bossy big sister. Loud cheers gave her the answer. Edie got up and swatted her butt and resumed her seat with an angelic smile. 

Melody picked up the mike and walked over to Allen and said, "This is my brother Allen. He is as handsome as genius gets. 

This is Nikki, former drummer for The Dolls and Alice's daughter.

They are Alice and Marie. Great artists in their own right as you have already seen. They are also my Milf's, she said as she goosed Alice's butt. 

Marie pretended to restrain Alice from going after Melody. The laugh that bit produced lasted a while. Edie was standing next to Melody when the laughter died down.

"This is Edie, Grammy award winner in classical music. My best friend. My sister." The closest Melody got to losing her composure was when she hugged Edie. Both had tears rolling down their cheeks when they began the next song.

It was a song about sisters and Alice and Marie sang responding chorus to Melody. Half way through the song the audience realized the song was a musical conversation of a girl with her dead sister. It was an emotional roller coaster for the audience that had many of them numb when it ended quietly. 

Mo and Wendy were not the only sisters with tears flowing down their cheek. Nor were they the only ones to delay their applause for a furious hug first. If anyone had looked at Edie they would have seen the saddest smile they had ever seen. Per her wishes, it would be the only time the song would be performed. It would never be on a CD and yet it remained a top requested song for years. The only place to find it would be on that nights DVD.

To get them back to party mode Melody followed with her hit single that everyone sang from start to finish.

A concert that had been scheduled for forty-five minutes lasted an hour and a half. Melody sang two songs in French and one in Spanish, the latter an angry song from the late Rocio Jurado taught to her by Juanita. Melody could do angry.

Robby immediately made the executive decision to replace two of the scheduled songs on the new CD with one of the French songs and the song in Spanish.

Ruthie was astounded that the musicians on stage with her could join in on songs they had never played with it her before. The two songs in French were popular enough to be recognized by her audience but Quien Te Crees Tu was not except for the Hispanic girls mothers. 

Yet Alice and Marie echoed the refrain flawlessly. Allen showed everyone you could make a cello sound furious. As they say, the Rocio song killed.

When it was time to do the last song Melody picked one of Edie's songs. The song had a catchy hook and the audience sang it the second and third time it came around. Edie had thought the song was too simple to merit inclusion in Melody's new CD or the concert but it turned out to be the best received of the new songs.

Every concert souvenir sold out well before the show was over. Melody was taking sips from a Dr. Pepper during the show and the next day the company offered Melody piles of cash to continue doing so.

That one concert propelled her to the ranks of rising star and coincidentally it also brought fame to Felicity, Felicity Music, and Jana's Place.

As soon as Melody left the stage after a long loud ovation and got to the dressing room she burst into tears. The emotions of the evening had overwhelmed her and the withdrawal of adrenalin had her near collapse. Edie took her into her arms and sat next to her on a loveseat. 

Edie remembered her own reaction to the standing ovation and bravos she had received at the Symphony Hall after the orchestra played Edie's Air and the Maestro introduced her as the composer. Edie's Air was what won her the Grammy.

She needed her mother's and Allen's arms around her then, she needed Carly's later.

Allen understood and kissed both of them and said, "The car will be behind Sam's."

They were on the way home before the applause and cheers for her faded. In fact it did not die down until Alice picked up a microphone and told the audience, "Elvis has left the building. I repeat, Elvis has left the building. I have always wanted to say that," she said with a giggle.

The audience was still in such a good mood that she was cheered.

When they got home Edie spent the night with Ruthie in the master bedroom's bed. As had happened with Edie and Carly nearly two years before even though they were both naked there had been no sex. There was a lot of kissing and caressing but it was mostly talk.

Edie told Ruthie how great the show was, how confident she appeared, how much her audience loved her.

She also warned Ruthie about what Melody's life was about to become and not to trust anyone unless they called her Ruthie and had earned her trust.

Ruthie giggled and said, "Except for Mom and my big brother everyone that calls me Ruthie is in this town. Maybe I should move here."

"You will soon need a place to hide and you already know you can do that here. What does your sister call you?"

"Brat."

"Oh, same as me."

Ruthie gave Edie a playful poke with a giggle and a kiss. She hugged Edie to her and said, "I am so glad to have a big sister even if she is bossy."

"All big sisters are bossy. It's part of the job description," Edie countered with a kiss.

"Was Petra OK? I did not see her after she fainted."

"I saw her about thirty minutes later. She was fine."

"I guess I shouldn't do that again, huh?"

"Probably not."

Somewhere in the middle of Edie's lecture on the evils of fame Ruthie fell asleep.

Edie made sure she was comfortable and left her room to join Allen on the guest bed.

They were awakened at six in the morning. All hell had broken loose at Felicity Music. Their web site was down and the phones had been ringing since Robby got there.

Robby said, "Matt told me our site went down about midnight. It could not handle the sudden heavy traffic; he is not sure how much he can recover. He does have an apology window working and a call in to his father. He has been here since one. I need you and Edie to come in and help me with the phones."

"I will be there shortly but it may be a while before Edie will be, Ruthie is sleeping on our bed."

"How is she?"

"I think Edie talked her through the episode. She had stopped crying when I went to bed but I doubt Edie will leave her until she wakes up. That might be noon."

"Oh, OK. I will have Vicky take the kids to their now world famous grandmother then go stay with Ruthie. They have not been together yet so it would be good for them. How soon can you come over?"

"I am leaving now. See you soon."

Allen gave Edie a quick rundown of the situation and left. As he drove into town it occurred to him that Edie and Vicky had not been together yet either. She might be delayed.

The storm was about Melody. The web site went down from the volume of people looking for a copy of the concert, which was not available in the first place. The phone calls were from booking agents that wanted her on their show and promoters who wanted to handle a concert tour.

The closest thing Ruthie had to agents were Edie and Charles, her accountant. Robby and Allen decided that before the day was over she needed to have a real full time agent. Their resolved multiplied ten fold when the industry apparently learned she did not have a full time agent and those phone calls flooded in.

Edie came in two hours later. Robby had been so inundated that he had not noticed her delay. She gave Allen the little shy smile she always gave him when she had been bad. Allen chuckled at her and kissed her before he handed her a stack of notes and said, "Call these back first."

Every early morning and late night show had called. Edie called each and said she would call them back as soon as she figured something out. Edie called Helen, Maggie, Karen, Leigh and Shirley and begged them to come down and help. She was grateful they were still in summer vacation.

She then called Ruthie who immediately said, "Aren't Vicky's tits yummy? Hmmm."

"Let go of her tits and listen. The avalanched you started last night just hit the fan. You need to hurry over and make some decisions and I mean now. Your are an overnight sensation, literally."

"How much trouble am I in?"

"Only in as much we agree you can handle. Now tell Vicky to drive carefully but have you here ten minutes ago. Love you. Bye."

When Ruthie got to the building she was in full listening mode but she concentrated only on Edie's voice. 

As Edie ran through potential appearances for Melody she saw her expression when she brought up the late night New York show and said, "We can save that one for much later." Ruthie kissed her because she knew Edie was keeping her promise to protect her.

After they had run through a potential schedule Edie took her to a quiet corner and hugged her.

"There is bad news isn't there?"

"Sort of, you need an agent, a real agent. Charles and I are not qualified to handle what you have suddenly become. We do not know the people or the pitfalls. Robby and Allen are conducting phone interviews with agents right now."

"You promised to be with me."

"I will be but only as your bossy big sister."

Ruthie hugged her tightly and said, "That's the one I need."

They heard Allen shouting and hang up his phone. He asked no one in particular, "Is there such thing as an agent that isn't a con artist?"

The question was rhetorical but everyone clearly heard Shirley say, "If there is such a thing Edna would know. She worked in an agency in L. A."

Edie grabbed Ruthie's hand and as she led her out she told Allen, "Call Charles and tell him we have an emergency meeting right now."

During the two and a half block walk to Charles' office Ruthie got a couple shout outs and car honks for her concert the previous night. There were few people that knew Ruthie and Melody were the same person and all but two of them were in Felicity. Ruthie wore her hair in a ponytail and wore glasses around town. Melody was an auburn haired femme fatale and only appeared when necessary. Any shout outs and car honks she received would be from friends.

As they walked into the building the receptionist stood and applauded as they zoomed past her directly towards the conference room.

"Edna!" Edie shouted as she went past her office. Three minutes later in the conference room Rhonda, Carly, Fay, Charles and Edna first congratulated Ruthie for a great show then asked, "What the hell is going on over there?"

Edie said, "The nightmare of an overnight sensation. Edna when you worked at the theatrical agency in L. A., were you an agent or an accountant?"

"Both. I had a few local acts. I also did the books for them. One of them has ended up with a nice career in a Vegas lounge. I am still their agent and accountant. Why do you ask?"

"Ruthie needs an agent. A real agent who knows some people and can sniff out a bad deal. We think what we need is in this room. Charles already handles the money and Carly already handles the legalities, we want you to be her agent."

Edna shook her head and said, "She is already beyond anything I have ever handled. I would be terrified."

Ruthie said to her. "I'll let you eat my pussy if you say yes." The shock lasted a millisecond but the laughter continued for a while.

After things calmed down a little Ruthie added, "We are terrified too. What I need, what we need, is someone we do not have to wonder if they have my best interest at heart. Everybody in this room does."

"Pretty perceptive for a blonde," fellow blonde Fay said. "I vote yes," she said and kissed each of them as she left. Rhonda also voted yes and after she gave Ruthie a kiss said, "That song in Spanish better be in your new CD. It sent shivers down my spine."

Ruthie said, "Robby has already decided he would include it and said he might use the live version. Juanita was right, the song rocked."

Rhonda kissed Edna before she left and said to her, "You can handle anything."

Carly said, "OK, but for the record let's call Edna the booking agent. It will keep the pressure off her for a while. I think. 

Charles had predicted it would come to this so we have a plan. The problem is we do not yet have the staff to implement it. Anybody know good accountants?"

Everyone saw Ruthie blush. "I know one and a newly minted mathematician if that helps. Janice or Wendy can get you in contact with them. They are mother and daughter both called Petra and are tourists staying at the Seafoam."

Edna said, "We could at least talk to them. My contacts in The City have come up with nothing yet and we need the help now. Do you think they would consider it? Edna asked Ruthie.

"Yes, all they keep saying over and over is that they love this town. You would like the mother," she said to Edna. All noted the extra meaning to that statement.

"Let's find them and bring them in," Carly said. "Wait, did that sound like a police TV show?"

"Yes," they all said amid chuckles and giggles.

"Maybe we should send Shawna after them," quipped Edie.

After a few more giggles Ruthie shocked every one by saying to Charles, "I need to know how much cash I have. I need to buy a house in Felicity. My real friends live here. My sister lives here. This is home."

Edna and Ruthie kissed Edie's tears and all hugged Ruthie.




Felicity Ch. 19



Charles said, "It would need to be on Willow Circle, it is the only place that would give you security. I will call Amanda and find out what is available. Thanks to Dr. Pepper you will have enough money to get whatever you want."

Carly added, "Get Wendy or Marie to give you a tour of their homes, they are as elegant and cozy as home sweet home ever gets." 

Charles asked Edie, "When will Ruthie need Edna with her?"

"In two weeks, a late nigh show in Atlanta. She would be back the next day to finish her new CD. A longer trip to the Northeast and Canada after that."

Carly, Edna and Charles sighed and stood. They kissed Edie and Ruthie and hurried to their offices. Edna briefly stepped back into the conference room and with a wicked smile said to Ruthie, "Deal." She was licking her lips when Charles pulled her down the hallway.

"You will need to honor the promise you know," Edie told her.

"Not a problem, I had already chosen her as my first MILF."

"Alice will be very disappointed to hear that."

As they giggled Edie and Ruthie hugged for a few moments. They shared an, 'I love you' soft kiss then started down the hallway. As they walked past Edna's office Ruthie stopped and licked her lips at her. Edie pulled her hand and led them towards the door.

On the way out Ruthie remembered that the young receptionist had given her enthusiastic applause but Edie was in a hurry so they had not acknowledged it. The girl was now looking shyly at her. Ruthie went behind the counter and kissed the girl firmly on the lips then said, "Thanks."

As they left the building Edie saw that the girl still had her eyes closed. She squeezed Ruthie's hand in approval. Ruthie smiled, Edie had just told her that she had done the right thing

If any member of the gigantic Felicity clan was ever anywhere near Janie's that was where lunch was. Janie's was next door.

The girls working the counter were absolutely agog when they saw Ruthie walk in. "Keep it together girls. She is just a pain in the butt like everyone else," Edie said.

Her own butt got a soft slap from Ruthie and she walked up to the girls and asked them if they had seen the concert last night.

Edie could see that Ruthie was in full seduction mode. She had easy pickings.

The girls said that they had not been able to get tickets so they rigged their TV to pick up the video stream and had a concert watching party. They said they had nine girls there. All of them loved it including the mothers who embarrassed them when they squealed for "The Fronds" songs.

Janie came out, gave Ruthie a stern look for trying to seduce her help and told the girls that the customers wanted one burrito and one taco each, a Dr. Pepper and a Coke.

She looked at Ruthie as she signed, "I enjoyed watching your concert last night. It was obvious everyone adored you. You looked beautiful." 

Edie's translation to Ruthie was faithful except she translated the last part "as you looked fat."

Janie slapped Edie's arm and walked away in a mild huff. But she knew Edie would 'fess-up. Ruthie decided that if she was going to live in Felicity she needed to learn sign language. She would be present at the next class.

Edie called Robby and told him that Ruthie officially had Carly as her agent but that Edna would eventually be her personal agent. She would be available full time in two weeks.

Robby told her that he had contracted for one hundred thousand copies of the video from the concert. They were all grateful that Matt had decided to record all five cameras in high definition and Dolby. The web site was back up so Matt and Allen had already started the editing. 

"One hundred thousand?" Edie asked incredulously. 

"Yes, a quarter of those of those are going to Canada, Latin America and Europe. Your ditzy sister has just paid for the broadcast, plus all the cameras and the sound equipment. Oh, yeah, there are two promoters that want to sponsor an European tour in late September and October both are guarantying no fewer than thirty sold out dates."

Edie just sighed and said, "Call Carly and tell her that. Ruthie and I are going home."

Robby laughed and said goodbye.

While Edie had been on the phone Ruthie had resumed flirting with the girls. 

Many young ladies knew Ruthie and Melody were the same person but they also knew that talking about it would likely drive her out of town so none of them did that. All loved Ruthie anyway.

Edie could see that had she asked the girls to put their pussy on the table for her lunch both girls would have fought to be first.

Edie said, "Lets take our lunch home, we still have a lot to talk about."

Their trip back to the car produced a couple of more shout outs but no delays and they were soon at Edie's table eating their food. 

"I assume you will be ruining my life until Edna takes over," Ruthie said after dispatching her lunch.

Edie smiled and took her to her very unmade bed and got them both naked.

Cuddling naked with Edie was Ruthie's favorite thing of all even though she knew a serious discussion would ensue. 

By the time Edie was done explaining to Ruthie what Melody had become her panic was palpable. It took a while before Ruthie was back to near normal. 

A bit later Ruthie asked Edie, "We have a lot of time to get ready for tonight. Do you think we can get Vicky to come back?"

Edie dialed her number.

The pandemonium Melody had caused at the law firm increased when Robby told Carly about the European offers.

Carly was so frazzled she did call Shawna and asked her to bring in the Petras. Shawna reminded Carly that the women had not committed a crime and could not be just taken into custody. Carly countered by saying, "Yes they have, they are late for work."

Shawna laughed and said, "I will see if I can find them and send them over. I assume Ruthie's concert was commercially successful?"

"No, it was a lot worse than that, she caused a sensation and we are already behind."

Shawna laughed and drove over to the Seafoam. She found the Petras eating lunch. "Finish up, I have a warrant for your arrest at the request of our law firm."

The Petras had met Shawna the previous evening but she had been wearing an Event Security shirt. She was now in full uniform and the ladies flashed some concern until Shawna sat with them and a server came by and after kissing Shawna handed her a BLT and a cup of coffee.

While the ladies ate their late breakfast Shawna opened her laptop and conducted a quick security check on them using their drivers licenses. She found that the mother and daughter were exactly who they appeared to be.

Shawna walked with them to the law office and explained what the commotion was. She also kidded the younger Petra about her out of body experience at the concert.

When she asked her if she was fully recovered Petra said, "No."

Shawna and her mother giggled and patted her back.

Once at the office Shawna left them and mother and daughter were ushered to the conference room and introduced to Martha. 

Edna had suggested that since there was no time for complete background checks and long interviews they needed Martha's take on them.

Ten minutes later Martha was kissing her way out of the office saying she had a plane to catch. She and George had a long weekend in Las Vegas to enjoy and he was waiting outside. Martha kissed the mother and daughter last thereby giving the office her judgment of the two.

As soon as they said bye to Martha Edna took the senior Petra into her office and Charles took the younger into his. The first thing they asked was if they were prepared to move to Felicity.

Mother and daughter asked, "When?"

Charles and Edna answered, "Now."

One thing all had seen was that mother and daughter came as a package. The older Petra was the prize but the younger Petra needed a reason to stay in town. Her mathematics background told Charles she would be useful to the firm and figured the school district was his only competition. He offered her $3,000 more a year than a starting teacher.

Petra was overjoyed by the offer but said she had to wait for her Mother's decision. Charles excused himself for a minute and went to Edna's office.

"Check your e-mail", he said to Edna. Then he said to Petra, "I have offered your daughter a job, she is waiting on your decision."

Edna looked at her e-mail and saw what she had been waiting for, Petra's salary at her firm in The City. Edna offered Petra a salary that was twenty percent higher than she was making. Petra was impressed but seemed to be still unsure, she did not want to leave her firm in a bind. Charles asked them, "Have you two kissed yet? I can't wait long. I am a busy man."

Edna and Petra laughed. But Charles saw that Edna had caught his drift.

Edna said to Petra, "Lets humor my little boy," and gave Petra a soft kiss. That was immediately followed by another and then a third. When they finally ended the kiss they noticed that Charles was gone. "My little boy scout is so smart," Edna said to herself.

Charles returned to his office and told the younger Petra, "You are the Director of Special Projects. You are the only one in special projects so you need to direct yourself. I am your immediate boss and for now that table is your workstation. Do you have a preference in computers?"

"That one", she said pointing at the Intel iMac.

"You will have one on your table by this afternoon. Here is your first special project. See where the numbers lead us." He gave her what he had on Jim's airport project.

He went to Carly's office and found her in full frustration mode.

"Are we having fun yet?" he asked.

Carly gave him the finger and asked, "Do we have the Petras?"

"Yes, both." 

"What position did you hire the younger one for?"

"Special projects."

"We don't have a special projects position."

"We do now. It crossed my mind that we have lots of stuff that does not require an accountant or a bookkeeper but somebody that is really good in math. I gave the younger one Jim's airport project."

Carly nodded then said, "I need Shirley and Pepita," Carly said.

"Have you become Insatiable The Younger?" Charles asked giving her his best incredulous look.

Charles got another finger salute for his remark before Carly explained, "I need translators. The promoters in France and Spain are difficult to understand. I need them to come in sometime today and school them on what to ask. Because of the time differential I will need them early tomorrow."

Charles gave Carly a soft kiss on the lips and said, "I love you," then sat by her desk.

Carly shook her head and asked, "What disaster do you see coming now?" She asked.

"By the time we get ourselves settled we will likely have twelve people. We already have seven and we are still searching. We need more space. Fay and Rhonda are going to need more space and Clara is coming back in October."

"Some of us could move to the second floor. They have room."

"Excuse me your divine deviousness but the chances of Harry putting you on the same floor with Jimmy are beyond microscopic."

Carly sighed and asked, OK, where?"

"Third floor. It is just a storage area right now but most of what it is storing we could use. It is already wired, it even has it's own thermostat, and lots of room. I really don't think Harry will ever use it as his office. He works out of The String of Pearls."

Carly picked up her phone and called Harry. When he answered she put it on speaker. "Charles and I will be visiting you for lunch today, our treat."

"I hate it when you say that. It always ends up costing me a lot of money. Come on over, Margo and I are about to take a lunch break."

"We will be right over."

As they walked out of the office Charles and Carly saw the younger Petra had three legal pads spread in front of her, all covered with numbers. She was on the phone taking down numbers from someone and writing them down on a fourth pad. Carly gave Charles a high five and left the youngster to her task.

The elder Petra and Edna were in the conference room, sitting closely together. They had a file spread on the table. Both were wearing their glasses. Carly and Charles stepped in kissed both of them and left. Petra would be replacing Edna in two weeks.

As they waited to cross the boulevard Wendy came out of her store and asked, "Is it true that you guys are looking for accountants?"

"Yes, do you know somebody?"

"I know somebody that knows somebody. Helen's friend Cindy. She is staying with Helen and she really needs this town."

"Tell Helen to bring her over this afternoon." 

"I will. I see that the two of you are on your way to give Harry indigestion. Good luck."

The necessary kisses were exchanged and Carly and Charles headed for Felicity place.

Harry went on and on about their audacity to ask for his throne room. Exhausted after his long rant he finally gave it up and morosely ate his lunch. Neither Carly nor Charles nor Margo had paused in the enjoyment of their meal. Carly and Charles never uttered a word after their initial request. Margo only asked Charles about Shirley.

Harry's diatribe had been to preserve an image he no longer had. The request made such good sense that he had mentally agreed before they sat at the table.

Eventually he said, "OK, make it a talent agency with Carly as president and Charles as treasurer. Call Edna an agent and see if Petra can learn the ropes quickly and become a second agent. Keep looking for one or two more. Felicity music is about to become a major player. Get with Robby and sign a contract with him. Margo, is your sister still angry at Florida?"

"Yes, she is repelled by all the retired people."

"I told her not to retire."

Margo's sister had been an agent in Vegas for years. She is too old to handle much but she would be a good teacher to all. We will try to get her here soon."

Margo kissed him and said, "You are such a reasonable man. I love you."

In a major break in protocol Carly kissed his cheek and hugged him and added, "What she said."

Harry was an old fashioned gentleman and those men did not approve of PDA's especially from employees. Margo was bad enough but to have Carly hug and kiss him was beyond the pale. 

Charles made things infinitely worse by kissing Harry on the forehead. 

As his employees walked away hand in hand, clearly against proper rules, he looked to Margo for support. 

She sat on his lap with a big grin and a couple of tears. "Our children love you," she said and gave him a lovers kiss right there in the middle of a crowded restaurant.

Harry and Margo never had children. The one's they loved most, their children, were the kids scattered over Felicity center, making them proud as they pursued their careers. The emotional part of that fact had just hit Harry. Margo was right. 

He quickly headed towards the kitchen; he did not want anyone to see the tear that was about to escape his eye.

No more than ten minutes had passed when the trio on Edie's bed heard of the event.

"Harry owes us", Vicky said.

"Bets on who kisses him in the mouth first."

"Helen" all three said in unison.

Their giggles lasted a while. They did come with alternates to the feat but they were right in the first place, Five minutes later they all got a cell phone photo that showed Helen on Harry's lap. Her arms were around him and showed the no doubt about it kiss. They noted the photo came from Karen's phone so they knew who would be next.

"We can get in line tonight," Edie quipped.

"Vicky, when is your turn to dance?'

"Next week. I still don't know who I am partnered with. Apparently it is someone from the city."

Edie knew that Vicky's sister had been talked into dancing with her but there would not be an announcement until Fay cleared a court date.

Ruthie said, "I'll dance with you. The partner I have now is kind of old."

The ensuing wrestling match had them exhausted by the time it ended in a giggling draw. Every inch of all three bodies had been violated more than once so they agreed the expenditure of energy had been worthwhile.

"Are you going to be there tonight?" Edie asked Vicky.

"No, Mom is dancing tonight and Mom 2 will apparently dance with her. I don't have a baby sitter."

"Robby?"

"I don't expect him or Allen to emerge from the building for days," Edie said to Ruthie. "Your fault."

"Hey, you were a co-conspirator. When do you think we need to head to Jana's?"

"Right after we take our showers which should be now." Edie gave Vicky a long and powerful kiss and headed towards the shower. Ruthie kissed Vicky and said. "Thanks for today. You are special to me. I hope I can be for you."

Vicky kissed her and said. I suspect you will be."

Vicky got up and dressed. Ruthie walked her to the door and they shared a deeply felt kiss. Ruthie went to her shower and Vicky went home both a bit stunned at what had just transpired.

In their world telling some one they were "special" was to ask for continued full sexual relations. In their world it was a really big deal.

Vicky never did answer Ruthie but she did not shy away from her either. Sex between them was never rare.

That evening at Jana's place Ruthie danced with Edie for the women on Ladies Only Night. No one recognized her as Melody in part because she wore her ponytail and eyeglasses, but mostly because the dancer was introduced as Ruthie, not Melody.

Edie and Ruthie had yummy tits and all four tits were wet from kisses when their turn ended. Both had their pussies briefly invaded by fingers which everyone knew was a no-no. Edie danced her way out of contact but Ruthie gave the women a few moments before she danced away.

Ruthie had fun and tried to cheat Edie out of a dollar from the hundred and one they had gotten in tips.

Neither found that they could relate that experience to the one that happened on the very same stage the night before.

Ruthie spent the night in her own bedroom that night. She was fine. Melody woke her up in a panic once as she tried to cope with a looming late night interview. But Ruthie had little problem calming Melody and going back to sleep. She was smiling as she slipped into slumber. It was the first time she had been able to control Melody. 



Felicity Ch. 20



Chapter 20. Paula and Paul

She had come to my campsite from hers to thank me for helping her son that morning.

"He seems to be a good kid," I said.

"Yes, he is, mostly. He is not nearly as helpless with his broken leg as he led you to believe. He had ulterior motives."

I nodded but let her statement pass without comment. She understood that I knew what he had wanted.

I poured her a mug of hot black tea that had a dash of coconut rum in it and a second for me. She thanked me and after her first sip said, "Wow, this is just beautiful. My name is Paula by the way."

I told her my name was Paul. I shook her hand for a bit longer than customary, but she did not mind. 

She was perhaps in her late thirties, early forties, just as I was. Paula's smile was one of those that make you smile whether you felt like it or not. She was a short vivacious brunette with short hair and great tits. I could see that her tits were unconfined and I watched their every dance. She was definitely cute and definitely sexy. I had an erection within moments that did not diminish during her long visit.

Our conversation centered on the tea for a while then veered to the temperature of the river water, (cold), and then to her kids.

"Will you be around tomorrow to help my son Wesley if he needs help otherwise?" She asked.

"No, my trip here was for the purpose of climbing that mountain and I am starting out early. When I get back I intend to soak in the hot springs for a while."

"She smiled at me and asked, "Would you mind having company on your mountain hike? It is also on my to do list and Wesley can't join me and his sister wont join me."

"I would be happy to have your company." I worried that I said that too quickly but she seemed to be very pleased.

I refilled our mugs twice more as we talked into the night about many things. We had become very comfortable with each other very quickly and laughed often. We regaled each other with our camping stories. It was probably quite late when Wesley came to my site. 

Paula told him, "Tell your sister she will not be forced to climb a mountain in the morning. I will be back shortly."

Ten minutes later I stood with Paula as she prepared to leave but before taking a step she asked me if she was the cause of my very prominent erection.

"Yes," I said.

"Interesting. Thanks," she said.

Actually I had noticed that she had glanced at my erection almost as often as I stared at her tits. I had watched her nipples as they tried to break through her shirt.

As I leaned over to kiss her cheek her hand "accidentally" made contact with my cock. I decided to give her a second kiss and when I did her hand pressed my cock a bit more firmly. My third kiss landed on her lips and I held it there. She gripped my cock and intensified her kiss. I ran my hand up her t-shirt and discovered it was the only garment she wore.

"Do you have a condom?" she asked.

In answer I took her hand and led her inside my tent. Less than a minute later she was astride my hips savoring the slow entry of my cock into her pussy.

I was very flattered that she wanted to fuck me so I decided to hold back as long as it was necessary which turned out to be about twenty minutes. On the way to her big orgasm she had a few small ones and her pauses for those allowed me to hold on but I had no chance when her big one came. When a deep but silent groan enveloped Paula I let go of my torrent. She said "Oomph" when I pressed her ass down to me and drove my cock deep into her as I filled the condom; it gave her orgasm a sequel. 

She lay on me as she gasped for air for a few minutes then she kissed me wildly, got up, put on a t-shirt and left. I did not have the energy to tell her she had put on my t-shirt instead of hers.

Her fuck was amazing. I had never seen a woman enjoy a fuck as much as she did. It occurred to me it might have been her first in a long while. It was for me. I greatly hoped that had not been a one and done.

When I awoke the next morning she was naked and sucking my cock, my very first such experience. When she saw I was awake and sat over my thighs and asked, "Any more condoms?"

"We used my only one last night," I said.

Her disappointment was palpable so I put my hands on her hips and slid her up over my body until her pussy covered my mouth and I began my work. I gave her my best effort. I was proud to get her to an orgasm quickly and prouder to see she had three in close succession. After a short rest she wheeled her body around and we were in a sixty-nine until I emptied my cock in her mouth.

She stayed in my tent while I went to the camp restroom and when done I quickly returned to my tent. Paula was still naked on my air mattress apparently asleep. I crawled up between her legs and kissed her pussy. She was not asleep. "You are good at that," she said.

"Thanks. You are delicious."

"Thanks. We better get started. It is a long trek up."

We had Wheaties for breakfast and set out to conquer the mountain. It was a long hike but there was a nice trail to the top. The challenging part came as we got close to the summit; the last eight hundred feet of elevation took nearly an hour to conquer.

As is often the case there was a small hut at the top and a log for people to sign their name and the date. Paula and I noted that the last climbers had been there ten days before and that the average for summit conquerors was less than one a week. 

We had not seen anyone on the trail after we took the fork to the summit. Everyone else we had seen on the trail apparently took the fork that led to a waterfall about a thousand feet below. I had done just that the day before. Apparently being the fourth highest mountain in the state won it little respect.

We rested and shared my Vienna sausages and crackers. After we shared her sports drink Paula asked, "How healthy are you and your dick?"

"Very, and I have a doctor that can attest to it."

"My pussy and I are very healthy and I have a doctor that can attest to it. Let's fuck."

Her boldness impressed the hell out of me. So did her swiftness at getting naked. There was an aperture in a wall that served as a window and Paula put her elbows on the ledge and spread her legs for me. 

Somehow my shorts were already by my feet so I shuffled to her and swiftly stabbed her pussy with my dick. I took her to her first orgasm then turned her around, lifted her to the ledge and re-entered her.

I did not have doggy style as a favorite way to fuck. I wanted the feel of tits on my chest, I wanted the kisses, and I wanted arms and legs wrapped around me. After giving Paula another orgasm I explained that to her. 

She told me she only liked doggy style for hurried quickies, which was what she thought we were going to have. She thanked me for deciding to make love to her instead. 

I pointed out that from the window we would be able to see anyone coming for an hour before they got there.

"Fifty five more minutes would be nice," she said as she tried to devour me with a kiss.

We made love for a long while; the morning blowjob had given me stamina. We paused for a time when a doe and her fawn stopped to watch us. Paula and I kissed and caressed which seemed to fascinate the fawn. She came within five feet from the window.

Paula spoke to her in a low soft voice and said, "It's OK little miss. I told him to fuck me and he did but now he is making love to me. I like that a lot. What you see us doing is really, really nice. Ask your mother. She knows."

The doe seemed to shake her head in understanding then collected her fawn and led her away.

When they had disappeared from our sight Paula gave me a long soft kiss and during it I resumed our fuck but with long delicate strokes. Somehow we were both naked by then.

Paula was right, we knew it was no longer a fuck, we knew we were loving each other. Neither of us felt like changing that. Whatever our relationship had been before the deer became our witnesses it had suddenly changed.

Many minutes later I filled her pussy but we maintained our embrace even after my cock slid out of her. 

I lifted her off the ledge and carried her outside. With her arms and legs still wrapped around me I leaned against the wall and sank to the ground. We continued our kissing as we enjoyed the view. We talked. We told each other our deepest secrets.

We had the hut to ourselves until it was time to set back so we did not bother to dress until then.

On our way up there had been a lot of groping and laughter along with a few kisses. On the way down we held hands mostly in silence. Twice we paused on the trail just to exchange a long deep kiss. My guess was that we had spent nearly two hours at the mountaintop.

We separated when we got to the campground. Releasing each other's hands proved to be much more difficult than expected and it took three kisses before we could manage.

We skipped the hot springs because it would have been dark before we got there. Neither of us minded that too much, our delay had been caused by much more pleasurable endeavors.

Paula came to my campsite as I was pouring coconut rum into the pot of hot black tea. She was carrying a small bag that she threw into my tent. She was wearing my t-shirt. 

Instead of taking the cup of tea from my hand when I offered it to her she wrapped her arms around me and lifted her head for a kiss. I gave her a "you are fabulous" kiss that we maintained for a while.

I had prepared a sausage and potato stir-fry with onions, garlic, and red peppers that was unhealthy enough to please. She helped me clean up after dinner. 

We sat and drank our second cup of tea. Neither of us had said a word until she asked, "How far away do you live from Felicity, Texas?"

I felt a big grin try to overwhelm my face as I answered, "About seventy five miles up the south freeway."

I saw a big grin threaten to overwhelm her face. A long, soft kiss later she said, "I want to be one of your girlfriends. Not your fuck-buddy, a girlfriend. One you take on dates then fucks."

"I thought you already were," I said and immediately found myself inside big sloppy kisses. After her attack she smiled and rearranged our positions on the picnic table so she could sit on my lap. We kissed and embraced as we drank our tea.

We watched the stars and sipped from our mugs until I noted that again she was not wearing anything under her t-shirt. I gave her a slow, loving fingerfuck as I rubbed my face over her breasts. 

After her much more intense cum than expected we finished our drinks and prepared for bed.

Even though my cock was in her pussy less than a minute after we were in bed we did not start our fuck for a while. We cuddled and kissed and talked.

Paula said, "We are going back tomorrow, the kids have things planned before they begin their senior year at Enormous State University. They are not into camping but let me talk them into it once a summer. I have several weeks of vacation left so I was hoping we could stay longer." 

It took me a moment or two but I did pick up what she wanted me to hear and I immediately decided it was what I wanted to hear too.

I said, "In the morning, after you are all packed up, hand them the car keys and bring your stuff here. I doubt they will be too surprised but it would be a fun thing for you to do to them."

She giggled and said, "Good idea although you are probably right in thinking they will not be too surprised. How long are we staying here?"

"We leave tomorrow too but we are headed in the opposite direction. We have mountains, National Parks, and baseball games before we get to my main destination, Orcas Island."

"When are we going back home?'

"Three weeks before either of us has to go back to work."

Paula's big smile told me she was very happy to know we shared the same profession, and the same work schedule.

"Orcas Island is on the straights between Vancouver and Seattle isn't it?"

"Yes, we are going to visit with whales."

As I began to fill her in on my schedule she began our fuck. A few minutes later I noticed that she had stopped listening as she careened towards an orgasm so I concentrated on the fuck. I was not close to a cum myself so after she had her first major orgasm I resumed my narrative.

Paula gave herself a few minutes then resumed our fuck but at a much slower pace. After I completed relating our itinerary I rolled us over and took us on a satisfyingly long fuck. We fell asleep immediately after we spooned.

Her kids were a lot more surprised by Paula's change of plans than we had guessed. Apparently the youngsters thought I was gay. I was happy that among the things Paula brought to my camp was a folding table and a high back beach chair like mine. Park table benches become very uncomfortable very quickly.

We made it to my next mountain too late to tackle it that day so we set up camp in the National Forest then drove to the nearest town for dinner. We saw the diner at the same time and both of us said, "There." It was a Triple D place featured by Guy Fieri on the Food Network which told both of us a semi-important piece of information about each other. 

After a very deliciously unhealthy dinner we stopped at a Cube-Mart and bought items Paula was going to need such as sweatpants and sweat shirts. We also bought a couple of pots and utensils and extra food since I was now cooking for two. 

All her cooking stuff had gone back with her kids. She had been concentrating on her surprise for them and had simply forgotten about it when they packed it up.

Our fuck that night was again satisfyingly long. I did notice that affection was creeping into all our couplings, not that I objected to that.

Mountain number two had a wide and well-populated trail to the top. It was just a two-hour hike so when we returned to camp we packed up and went to Phoenix and attended a baseball game that night. 

Our local team was the visitor and I had a team cap. Paula saw me put it on and was soon digging through her backpack until she found her own team cap, yet another nice thing we learned about each other. Those caps put us in a crowd shot for our local television, which we learned before the game was over. Her kids called to tell her they had seen us and to ask why we were in Phoenix.

Paula seemed to be in the midst of an interrogation that she happily cut off when it got very loud in the stadium. The home team had tied the game with a homer into the swimming pool.

Paula turned her phone off. It was then when it occurred to me that mine had been off since we met. I turned it on and found that my son had texted that he saw us on TV and asked if the lady sitting next me was in fact with me. 

I texted him and wrote, "Paula is with me." I got our seat neighbors to take a picture of us with my cell phone and sent it to my son. Paula borrowed my phone and sent the picture to her mother.

The next two nights we spent in Las Vegas. We had gained two days on my schedule by skipping the Grand Canyon. I had camped on the north rim before and she had visited the south rim so she gladly exchanged it for a Las Vegas stop. Paula had never been there so we spent the time visiting every place she ever wanted to see.

Every time we were near the Bellagio she had us wait for the next fountain show. She loved the gondola ride at the Venetian and that I bought the photo for her. She loved the roller coaster at New York New York. I was happy to have survived it.

She loved the Bellagio buffet. We held hands everywhere we went. We never stopped in a casino. 

We fucked each morning before we set out, then again in the afternoon after a shower and rest, and again when we returned to our room at the centrally located and relatively inexpensive Imperial Palace each night. It felt like a honeymoon.

I sent my son a phone picture of us in Vegas and continued to do that at every stop for the duration of the trip. Every one of those pictures also went to Paula's mom.

The big mountain was next. We stopped briefly in Death Valley for the photo op before setting up camp below the highest mountain in the country not in Alaska, Mount Whitney. 

The campground was more than eight thousand feet above sea level and I knew that spending a day acclimating to the altitude would be a good idea especially since the summit was still over six thousand feet above us. It would be a three-night stay. 

Our fuck the night we set up camp was a lot more about contentment than sex. We each wanted the other to understand that we were with whom we wanted to be.

We spent the next day on short walks, picture taking and two long fucks. That night we wore our sweat pants and sweaters during supper. It got chilly up there.

The next morning we set out for the summit well before six AM; we calculated that it would be a ten-hour hike but it took us fourteen hours to get back to our tent. The trail was good but two hours into the hike the lack of oxygen in the air became very noticeable. We rested by a lake for a few minutes then again by another lake two or three hours later. We were starving for air.

We continued to stop regularly to catch our breath. Then we got to the hard part, the long slow switchback portion to the top. 

I had been fooled by false summits before, the ones that make you think you are nearly to the top only to discover there is another set of switchbacks leading around what I had thought was the summit. Those had always somewhat irritated me. The ones on Mt. Whitney pissed me off.

I was already pissed because all the way up the mountain there were people running past us. Running!

Had I had any energy to spare I would have thrown rocks at them.

Paula proved to be just as stubborn as me and we did make it to the top. We signed the log and collapsed on the floor of the shelter.

We saw one of the runners run in, look at his watch, sign the log, then turn around and start running back. A fellow hiker noticed our astonishment and said, "It's a club. Supposedly some do the trip in under six hours."

Paula and I were joined in our groans by most of the people there. That was when I noticed how many people were with us atop the second tallest mountain in the country, eight. I looked at the log and noted that Paula and I were the twenty-eighth- and twenty-ninth persons to sign in that day.

Although I figured most of those had been the running club it was still a tremendous difference from our first mountain in which we had the privacy for a long leisurely fuck. Even more mind bending was the fact that our first mountaintop was no higher than our campsite was at the base of Mt. Whitney.

We stayed in the shelter and visited with others for a while. One young guy said he had climbed the mountain on every one of his birthdays since he was ten. We all found enough air to sing happy birthday to him.

After about twenty minutes Paula and I noticed that our legs were getting stiff and when we overheard a woman urge her husband to "Get up, it will be dark when we get back," we decided we better start down too. 

We both knew that "down" was hard on the knees and back but we were not in too bad a shape when we got to the not-so-steep terrain. Two hours later our lungs found useful quantities of air and we began to say hello to the demented ones running past us. They were the only ones still going up.

There was a gift shop at the trailhead that had a deck area. I got us soft drinks, sandwiches and the appropriate t-shirts. Paula and I sat on a bench and wolfed down our food and drinks. We were famished.

As we shared a second drink Paula began to giggle. "I am so proud of myself I could scream," she said. "Everyone I know will have to put up with my bragging for years. I better get another shirt."

I laughed and when she returned with a second shirt and two coffee mugs I said "Don't get too cocky. The next two are tough."




Felicity Ch. 20



"What two?"

"Mt. Hood and Mt. Rainer."

"Umm, let's skip Mt. Hood for now. It seems every summer people die up there."

"Not to worry, we were not doing either of those this trip, they require equipment we don't have. I agree with you on Mt. Hood. I know thousands of people play up there every year but I am a bit afraid of it. 

Mt. Rainer however is definitely on my list but you can't walk on the tundra which means you have to walk on the ice and hiking boots do not work well on ice."

"I take you have tried," she said.

"Three trips two attempts." 

"What happened on that third attempt?"

"A blizzard. My tent looked like and igloo so I stayed at the lodge."

"What time of year was that?"

"Mid-June."

She shook her head at the absurdity then asked, "Was this the last mountain?"

"Yes."

"Then I can tell you that I think from now on we should stick to mountains under ten thousand feet. My body does not seem to manage well without oxygen."

I explained, "Every mountain not in Alaska is smaller than the one we just climbed. The only fourteen thousand plus mountain left on my quest is Mt. Rainier. I have done the tallest mountain in thirty-eight states. My next two tallest are Rainier and Mauna Kea. 

I have not done Kansas, Nebraska, Indiana or any of the states in the Midwest but all of them have peaks well short of our first one. East of New Mexico Texas has the tallest mountains in the country.

"Do you intend to go up all fifty?"

"Intend yes, expect I will, no. I will get to forty-eight but not Denali and probably not Mt. Hood. Want to keep me company on any of them?"

"Have you done Florida?"

"Yes, sorry."

"Just how tall is Mauna Kea?"

"Under fourteen thousand."

"That tall, huh."

We were almost a thousand feet higher today. Anyway I understand most of the climb would be by car. Remember we are at over eight thousand feet now."

"So you think we were at what, twelve thousand before we began to die?"

"Yeah, about that."

"OK, twelve thousand, any higher than that you go by yourself and leave me a chair and hot chocolate. I'll cheer you on."

"That would leave out Hawaii."

"Exceptions could be made."

"Deal," I said with a laugh. 

We held hands during our hike back to our tent; we were still almost thirty minutes away. There was just enough light left in the day for us to make it to our campsite safely. I brewed chocolate for us and put slices of banana in our mugs. No rum infused tea that night, we were still a bit lightheaded. 

Before we went to bed we both realized that we had made plans to be together in an undefined distant future. We both treated that as just talk at first but the idea and the wish could not be easily dismissed.

Less than forty minutes after we made it back to our tent we were asleep.

That was our first day together in which we did not fuck. We were exhausted and cuddling together was plenty good enough for us that night.

The next day we detoured on our way to Yosemite National Park to say hello to Giant Sequoia trees. After we felt we were sufficiently humbled and I had the pictures to prove it we continued to our next three-night destination.

I was setting up the tent at White Wolf when Paula said, "When you finish that lets fuck first then go sightseeing."

"Yes, dear," I said as if it was an imposition.

She came to me, grabbed my crotch and hissed, "How dare you Yes-dear me?" She grabbed me by the back of the neck and gave me a ferocious kiss then went into the barely stable tent.

I noticed our neighbors in the next campsite were laughing. He said something that infuriated his wife and got the crotch grab I had just gotten. I nodded to him as he smiled. His ploy had worked well.

I had the tent up and secure and had just started inflating the bed when I noticed Paula was nude with her hands on her hips and tapping her foot impatiently. I closed the tent and took my clothes off. Since she was in no mood to wait on the bed I lay down on the floor and beckoned her to me. I already had an erection.

She was astride in a flash and trying to fuck me to Hong Kong seconds after that. Her orgasm arrived quickly and with great intensity. It was the first time she had allowed a sound to escape during an orgasm, a deep, growling moan, which sounded like Chinese.

I smiled when it occurred to me our neighbors likely heard that.

Paula draped her body over mine and sighed, "Thanks, I needed that."

I kissed her then asked, "Are we going again or do you want me to save it for later?" I had not cum.

She gave me a big smile and said, "If you don't mind, more please."

I rolled her over unto her back and tried to fuck her to Borneo. That time we were both loud and as Paula's body and pussy went into spasms I released a torrent of cum into her. We saw orangs.

We rolled away from each other and held hands as we gasped for breath. 

She said, "Don't panic when I say this because it would be impossible, but I wish you had just gotten me pregnant. Not because I want a baby but because that was the kind of fuck that should get any woman pregnant. You know what I mean?"

After thinking about it for a second I said, "Yes, in fact it felt that way for me too."

We laughed for a minute then managed to stand. Our bed was now fully inflated.

"Aren't self-inflating beds wonderful? But slow?" She said.

I nodded then dressed. She dressed too and we finished setting up camp. I was about to slam shut the back gate on my SUV when she put her hand up for me to stop and listen. What we heard was the slapping of bare hips against each other. 

Paula grinned and gave me another ferocious kiss. I shut the back gate softly. As we quietly got in my car we noticed their car had Texas license plates too.

Yosemite Falls is a lot more impressive in person than in photos or videos. So is the cliff, it took our eyes several moments to pick out the climbers on Half Dome. 

Paula seemed to be afraid to ask so I went ahead and told her that any mountain that required that type of effort would remain unconquered by me. From our vantage point on solid ground scaling that wall seemed like as an insane a thing a human could do.

I found a couple of places where I could get a major part of the falls in my camera but not all of it. Apparently as I was taking pictures of Paula among the rocks with the falls as a background there was no one behind me and she flashed her tits. I was quick enough to get that picture. She did that at several other photo ops holding her shirt up long enough for me to get the picture.

She looked at them as we drove back to the campground and said, "They are not too bad, are they? They do sag a bit but I could still go topless at an appropriate beach I think," she said.

"Absolutely," I said.

"I would like to do that once."

"You will get a chance to do that. Our next stop is San Francisco. I think there is a nude beach somewhere around there."

"I don't know about nude."

"You don't have to be nude, you can just be topless."

"Oh. Will you be nude?"

"Possibly. That is on my bucket list too."

"Hmm. I guess I need to compile a bucket list of my own. Of course what would have been item number one I have already done."

"And that would have been?"

"Fucking a perfect stranger. Thanks."

"Oh, you are welcome and I am flattered."

"You should be since you are also my first man in almost two years. Apparently I needed you."

"But you don't need me anymore?"

"No, I have moved on. Now I just want you. Badly."

She had slipped the seatbelt past her shoulders by then and had me unzipped with my cock in her mouth in less than ten seconds. It had not been that long since my last explosive ejaculation so it took my cock a while to respond. It arrived a full alert just as we got at our campsite. Our neighbors were at their picnic table and waved as I parked.

A big grin filled their faces when they saw Paula sit up; they had immediately understood where her mouth had been.

Paula waved back before dipping down to give my cock one last slurp then leaving the car. 

I hastily sequestered my cock and zipped up. By the time I got around to joining Paula she was introducing us to the neighbors. 

Lucy and James were on their second extended camping trip and their third honeymoon. Paula told them we were on our first of each. 

My conversation with James veered towards our respective camping adventures. His were a hell of a lot more exciting than mine but he seemed fascinated by my mountain top quest and especially my upcoming Orcas Island adventure.

Lucy and Paula were doing a lot of OMG's and they interrupted us to announce that they worked for the same school district and had dozens of mutual friends. Small world indeed.

For the next hour or so the ladies shared gossip on their mutual friends as I listened to James' adventures in the tropics. I think I had convinced him to put Orcas Island on his to do list and perhaps add the mountain quest. He had definitely convinced me I needed to explore tropical rainforests particularly those in Costa Rica.

It was late in the afternoon when James reminded Lucy that if she wanted to eat at the restaurant at the village they needed to get going. He asked us to join them.

Lucy looked at Paula with a mischievous grin and asked, "Didn't you have some unfinished business?"

Paula blushed which surprised me. I had not seen shyness from her. Before she could come up with an answer Lucy added, "We will save you a place at our table. We have souvenir shopping to do for our kids and sisters first."

Without a word Paula kissed Lucy on the cheek, grabbed my hand and pulled me to our tent. I could hear Lucy giggling and a chuckle from James.

Paula wanted us nude and wanted me to take her as opposed to being on top. In both our minds we though we needed a fast frantic fuck. It quickly degenerated into soft lovemaking. Our best such event to date.

In our quiet afterglow I reminded Paula that we had people waiting for us. She told me that she was positive that if anyone understood our delay James and Lucy would. Nevertheless ten minutes later we were dressed and on our way.

As it turned out there was a waiting list at the restaurant and they were still waiting to be called. They showed us the shirts they had gotten for their girls and asked if we needed to get souvenirs.

At that precise moment their names were called and we were seated.

Paula said, "Our kids are grown, they don't get anything except the occasional picture. He is going to buy me a t-shirt but we can do that after dinner. Why is this place so crowded?"

"It's Friday," James said.

"It is?" Paula asked incredulously.

Lucy giggled and said, "Yeah, my best guess would have been Wednesday. It is amazing how quickly time and date cease to matter on trips like this. James keeps track because we have reservations here and there throughout the trip."

"Where is next for you?" I asked James.

"Reno, like most of the people here. We have hotel reservations but will stay just through Sunday night. We don't gamble, we just want to say hello to Lake Tahoe. My grandfather's favorite TV show was Bonanza and we are going to visit the place where the exterior shots were taken. We also need to find a Laundromat. We have just started to work our way home. Where are you two going next?"

"San Francisco. We have hotel reservations for two nights and two baseball games to attend," I said.

Paula added, "And Napa valley to explore and a nude beach to visit."

Lucy began to laugh and James explained, "That is exactly what we just did. A friendly warning, it is steep trail down to the beach, wear your hiking shoes. Don't even consider getting into the water. Very cold and very dangerous and don't forget the lotion, we saw some sunburned boobs that were not going to appreciate being touched for a while."

"Good to know," Paula said amid her giggles.

By the time we finished dinner we felt like we had known each other for years. I had also completely lost track of the fact that Paula and I had met just over a week before. I had our server take a picture of the four of us. 

As we sipped our coffee Paula showed Lucy her boob flashing pictures. "Do you do that often?" Lucy asked.

"No, first time. It suddenly appeared on my bucket list."

Lucy laughed and took a camera from her purse and showed Paula a picture that caused her to exclaim, "I can't believe you did that there. How did you get away with it?"

"Everyone was facing the field and I had my back to them. No one was behind James. This is not close to the riskiest such picture we have taken but it is the most spectacular. I am proud of it."

Without speaking Paula asked Lucy if she could show me the picture. She in turn looked at James and he nodded.

The picture showed a smiling Lucy exposing her tits and pussy at the San Francisco Giants stadium. It appeared that every seat in the park was taken and there were people walking behind her. It was indeed a great picture and said so.

"Wear a jacket and nothing else as a top. You need the jacket anyway for night games, it's cold in there," Lucy said to Paula.

Paula said, "I bought a nice dress in Las Vegas but I will need a skirt. I see that everyone is bundled up and I only have a windbreaker. Honey, we need to stop along the way and do some shopping," she said to me. 

I smiled as I nodded. I had been promoted to "Honey."

Paula took another long look at Lucy's flash picture before returning the camera. She whispered something to Lucy that brought a big smile to her face and a kiss to Paula's cheek.

We left the restaurant and Paula and I went to the souvenir shops while James and Lucy headed to their car, they said they had unfinished business.

We purchased our "been there, done that" shirts and coffee mugs and strolled around the village for a while. I was still somewhat surprised to note how natural holding hands had become for us, I had not noticed we were until I had to release hers as we got in my car. I was very pleased when after we were on our way Paula reached over and took my hand in hers.

When we got back we could clearly hear James and Lucy fucking. In less than ten minutes we were too. I had a lot of stamina that night and managed to hang on until Paula had fucked herself out. We could hear that James and Lucy were having a marathon fuck too. We could also clearly hear Lucy's every orgasm.

The next morning Lucy and James joined us for breakfast, I had prepared a large deer sausage and bell peppers, onions, garlic and potatoes monstrosity and I invited them over to help us subdue it. They said they loved it.

They were going on a day trip to visit the Giant Sequoias. Paula told them that we had purchased the deer sausage at a butcher shop close to the entrance to the park. I told them to expect to feel small.

During breakfast I did notice that Paula and Lucy kept physical contact with each other's body. Before they left on their daytrip Paula and Lucy kissed each other's lips softly and for more than a moment.

I asked Paula, "A new item on your bucket list?"

"Yes, number one now that all of the previous number ones have become a great success. Would you be upset?"

"Not as long as I get the last dance. I think you can play a little more with Lucy. What did you whisper to her about the picture last night??

"I told her she looked delicious. The first time I have ever said that about a woman. I shocked myself."

"She does look delicious and I am sure James has mentioned it to her more than once. I wonder if she has heard that from another woman before. She looked very pleased when you said it and was not shocked by it at all."

"I really regretted saying it as soon as I said it and had expected her to be a bit shocked, maybe even pissed. I had hoped for polite thanks but got a wet kiss on the cheek instead. Now I want a real kiss from her. I want her tits in my hands."

"Ah, wonderful lust, I said with a laugh." 

Paula giggled as she punched my arm lovingly. "They seem to be about five years younger than we are and very much in lust with each other, I may not have the opportunity. But still, I am proud of both of us; we have brought out the horny teenager in each other," Paula said as she kissed me.

I then reminded her, "You and Lucy do live in the same town."

Paula grinned.

We spent the day taking photographic advantage of all the scenic vistas prominent among them Paula's tits. The best photo was when she emerged from a tunnel topless just as a ranger's car was entering the tunnel. The ranger was a redheaded woman and her grin could be clearly seen in the picture.

Late that afternoon Lucy called Paula and told us that they were bringing dinner. I though exchanging phone number was a nice gesture between them and likely useful when they got home. It was their third phone conversation that day.

They prepared delicious steaks for us along with enormous baked potatoes. After we stuffed ourselves we cleaned up our mess then settled around his fire. 

Yosemite is the type of park in which you do not leave traces of food anywhere. It attracts large unwanted visitors.

Lucy shared some wine with Paula that she immediately loved while James and I put a serious dent on my stash of Dos Equis. The rule in all parks is no "public" consumption of alcohol. To keep things in proper protocol our wine and beer were in coffee mugs.

We talked late into the night. James was a Biology teacher and he regaled me with stories of lab disasters. I was jealous that he could have labs, TAKS practice testing had swallowed up almost all the time we had for labs in my school district.

I did notice that as the evening progressed Paula and Lucy were kissing as often as they were talking. I also noted that the kisses were accompanied by tit caresses.

I looked at James questioningly and he said with a grin, "Her favorite hobby. It happens often but "going all the way" has become a rarity. Mostly one woman"

"Do you know that woman?"

He laughed and said, "My little sister. They were having an affair before I met Lucy in Big Bend National Park. My sister had been trying to set us up for months but Lucy and I kept saying, no thanks. We were many days into our romance before we realized the connection. My sister re-married her husband and Lucy married me so they rarely have meaningful opportunities. We have kids and they have kids."

"I take it you have no problem with it."

"No, I know I am first, no, make that third, we have two girls. No fourth, her Mom. No fifth, probably tied with her sisters. Well anyway she seems to like me."

I laughed as I realized that what he said was probably true for all married men.

We looked at our ladies and saw them exchange a passionate kiss. We also saw the each had a hand inside the other's shirt. 

Suddenly the kiss ended and we were urged to follow our ladies to our respective tents.

James said, "One nice byproduct of the play is that it makes the ladies supremely horny for their men. Good night."

James hurried to his tent and I hurried to mine. Paula was already nude. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she said.

It was a long, loud, breathless fuck. We abandoned ourselves to each other. We could hear James and Lucy do likewise.

The next morning when we returned to our tent after showering we saw that James and Lucy were packing up. Paula and I detoured to help them. The ladies were soon interrupting each other with kisses. 

James and I grinned at each other as we loaded his 4-Runner. A few minutes later we watched the women share a deeply felt kiss. It was time for James and Lucy to go.

I shook James' hand and Lucy gave me a kiss on the lips. Paula gave James a kiss on the lips and after Lucy got in her car seat Paula gave her another serious kiss. Each had a hand over the other's breast.




Felicity Ch. 20



We waved bye and Paula hurried us into the tent and into a fuck. Lucy had again made her horny.

As she rested in my arms she asked, "Did I tell you I'm probably bi?"

"No, but I suspected such," I said with a grin.

"I have never eaten pussy but that is likely because I had not run into a woman I wanted that way, until now."

"Then you should hold off on proclaiming yourself bi until you get a chance to do that. In fact you need to hold off until you go down on a second woman. The first one is just for checking off an item on your bucket list."

"That makes sense. Have you had that second opportunity?" Paula asked. 

"Yes, I have had several second chances offered, one at our first campsite as you know, but I have not been tempted. Many have assumed I was gay for some reason."

"That is because you are a very handsome guy. Did you regret trying it?"

"No. It was an interesting and somewhat exciting experience. And it has been checked off the list. Checking off items on the list is always very enjoyable as you now know."

In the ensuing silence she was softly caressing my chest and kissing my neck.

"Did I mention I was your girlfriend?"

"Yes, although James assumed you were my wife."

"Did you correct him?"

"No."

"Lucy assumed you were my husband."

"Did you correct her?"

"No."

Neither of us spoke for a while. We were both mulling over in our minds if our omissions meant anything. I decided that there was no answer so I stopped worrying about it. Apparently Paula did too.

I had to admit that Paula and I were behaving like a married couple on their third honeymoon too.

"Do we have any sausage?" I asked.

"Let me see," she said and gripped my cock then let it go and said, "We have some but it is apparently past its expiration date."

I laughed and pulled her body over mine. A couple of kisses later I said, "Then I guess it will be pancakes."

We minimally dressed, made coffee and pancakes and ate a leisurely breakfast. Between pancakes I apologized to her.

"I lied to you. We have another mountain to climb. The good news is that most of the climb will be in the car. We are going to say hello to the oldest creatures on land."

'What kind of creatures?"

"Bristlecone Pine trees, Thousands of years old. Older than the sequoias."

"Did James talk you into that?"

"Yes and no. The pines are on my bucket list. I did not realize they were just a day trip away until he mentioned it. He gave me his map. Do you mind?"

"I would never mind going anywhere with you. How high are we going to get?"

"Sorry, I don't use that stuff."

That remark got me physically attacked just as a ranger was driving past. She stopped and laughed. I walked to her window and said, "You are supposed to stop assaults, help me."

She was the redhead that had seen Paula flashing.

Paula was on my back with her arms around my shoulders and her legs wrapped around my waist. She was growling as she gently bit my neck. The ranger laughed and said, "I am more likely to help her. I am sure you deserve it."

"He does," Paula said to her.

The ranger drove on but not before taking a good look at Paula, or more accurately at where Paula's legs wound around my waist.

"I think she could see my pussy," Paula whispered in my ear.

"I know she saw something," I said.

I walked us to my car and looked at our reflection on a window.

"She could not see your pussy but she had a very nice view of your beautiful ass," I said.

"Hmm. Maybe when we get back I could get myself arrested."

I reached back and swatted her butt.

She tried to help me clean up without getting off my back but gave that up just as I finished. Perfect timing on her part.

Our trip to Patriarch Grove was a lot easier than expected even including the gravel and dirt roads. The trip itself took a bit longer than expected. 

Paula and I were mesmerized by the surreal landscape and the thought that saber toothed cats and wooly mammoths likely rubbed themselves against the trunk of the trees. We were also awed by the fact that the biggest trees had obviously been hit by lightning at least once but had somehow survived.

Paula was able to flash her tits for my camera several times, which was an added bonus for both of us. There were few visitors up there.

On our way back I mentioned to Paula that more than likely everyone up there with us was a science teacher.

She said, "Only science teachers would know the place existed. Elementary school teachers would have taken you to a zoo."

I mulled her statement in my head and decided she was pleased to be with someone that could show her things that were very different. I knew that the Bellagio Fountains was her favorite place so far, closely followed by the Bellagio buffet but I knew Patriarch Grove was now on her favorites list somewhere, as were Vegas and Mt. Whitney

Paula saw her first bear and first moose on our way back. We stopped at the village and ate there before continuing home. It was late when we made it to bed so we did not fuck that night content to be naked in each other's arms. We did of course fuck first thing in the morning.

I did note that the incidences of lovemaking had probably overtaken the fucks. 

It was still early in the morning when we began our scenic drive to San Francisco and after deciding to ignore my navigation device I found our downtown hotel near Powell St.

I had the valet place my car in an expensive parking garage and made him promised me it would be safe there. I did not understand why he was chuckling as he said that. 

I reassured Ishii that it was not in jail and would come back for it.

"Your Sequoias name is Ishii?" the valet asked.

I nodded yes. His smile became friendly and said, "I will make sure the old masseuse has a comfortable stay."

I smiled and stopped worrying about my vehicle.

I left it there for nearly three days; I never drive when I visit a strange city. 

After we settled in our small but comfortable room in what would be called a "boutique hotel" we ventured out and as we wandered around we found a department store. 

We had to look at the name more than once to be sure the name of the place wasn't Fuck but even after we were sure it was a letter short of that I took a picture of Paula next to it. We decided that would be as good a place as any to get her a jacket. I did not say anything at all but my facial expressions apparently had her choosing a dark red one. It seemed to make her appear even more radiant than she already was.

The place also had skirts and even though the price made Paula gasp she bought one that matched the jacket. She tested it in the dressing room and told me, "I could raise the front without exposing my ass. It is perfect."

We took a cab to Fisherman's Wharf, ate a late lunch/early supper and did touristy things including a sight seeing tour. The area was too crowded for a flash but we took about as many pictures as the rest of the thirty million tourists around us did. Neither of us could muster any interest for a tour of Alcatraz.

We were back at our hotel in time for a leisurely make-out session before dressing and taking a cab to the ballpark. 

We walked around the perimeter of the field level seats and found that the view from anywhere in the park was tremendous. Paula loved the kid's slide inside the giant coke bottle and briefly considered taking a ride. I reminded her that under her flared skirt was a nude pussy.

I loved the giant glove. Paula loved the sight and the idea of McCovey cove. She giggled at the flotilla of splash hit ball seekers. She had seen that on TV and was thrilled to see the yachts, Kayaks and surfboards have their own little floating party.

We agreed it was the best ballpark we had ever seen. She had only seen three but I had been in fifteen. Seeing all thirty-two was on my bucket list. The continuously name changing Giants Park put me halfway there.

It was a Monday night game against a not too interesting opponent for the locals. Paula's and mine home team had just finished playing a series in Los Angeles and were starting a series against the Giants on a Monday night. 

I was a bit surprised that there were at least twenty thousand fans there but we had plenty of room to roam. We had a couple of opportunities for tit flashes and took them but it was not until the fourth inning that we got our pussy/tit shots. The second picture was with her cell phone. Paula immediately sent that picture to Lucy.

Our main mission accomplished we settled to watch the game on the right field wall and were amazed to see a ball go over our heads and splash into McCovey cove. Paula enjoyed watching the scramble for the ball and cheered as two girls on a dinghy won the prize. 

Our home team caps again got us on TV back home. It captured us as Paula was cheering the girls in the splash hit race as I beamed at her. We were relieved that it happened after we had begun to pay attention to the game.

My son texted me, " Saw U. Important lady?"

I though about it for a few moments and answered, "Yes."

"Congrats," he texted back.

We got a fellow fan to take a picture of us on my cell phone and I sent it to him. Paula again sent the same picture to her mother. For some reason, probably a perverse one, Paula was not answering her phone when her mother called. She was likely avoiding interrogation.

Her mother had left two messages on my phone and Paula had texted to her "message received" in response each time. At least she identified herself as the responder. The last thing I needed was to have her mother want to kill me on sight.

When we got back to the hotel we went to the bar. We asked the bartender if there was any place of interest nearby we could enjoy dinner and would not be overwhelmed by fellow tourists.

"How adventurous are you," he asked.

Paula said, "Above average. I want to go to a lesbian bar."

The bartender and I each raised an eyebrow and looked at her. He looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders.

He said, "As luck would have it you are a block and a half away from a nice place that is first and foremost a good restaurant. The food is very, very good; their chef has an excellent reputation. It serves until eleven.

The club itself is on the second floor and opens at eleven. Monday nights they have drink specials for people in the arts and club industry so the place is lively, for a Monday night. You will not need reservations for either the restaurant or the club tonight.

There are straight and bi couples and gay men that frequent the club but more than half of the clientele will be bi and gay women. Some do get very up close and personal with each other.

I get off at midnight and I usually go there before going home. I will be one of the gay men."

Paula and I had already figured out he was gay so my first question to him was, "Do they allow pictures to be taken?"

"Officially no. But if the photos include your wife no one will say anything. I am sure most of the women will show off for you. You may need to give the men a chance to get out of the shot."

"What would you recommend from the menu?" Paula asked him.

"Anything that sounds Italian."

I put out my hand for him to shake and introduced Paula and myself. He said his name was Ron even though his nametag read Phil.

"Does Phil know you have his name tag?" I asked in jest.

He laughed and said, "There is no Phil. The story is that he was the first bartender in this hotel but that would have been well before I was born. All the bartenders have always worn the name on their nametag although no one remembers how that got started."

As Paula and I rose to leave I asked him to find us when he got to the club. I told him I would buy a drink for him and reverse our roles.

He smiled and said thanks.

We were already sitting in the restaurant before either of us remembered that Paula was not wearing anything under her jacket. I saw that the restaurant sold branded t-shirts and I bought her a black one. The restaurant's name was Paul's.

When she returned from the ladies room wearing it you could easily see she was braless. The shirt seemed to be advertising that it was holding Paula's tits for me. When she sat at the table you could see the excitement in her nipples.

"This fits perfectly. Thanks, she said.

"You do look nice in that," our waitress said, apparently to Paula's tits. Paula's nipples showed their appreciation. I took the picture.

I suspected it was going to be a wild night.

I had once heard a wise old Italian remark that his favorite food was anything that ended in an "i." I ordered Linguini de mare and Paula ordered Ravioli. Both were delicious. When our waitress brought the check she asked if we were going to stay and join them upstairs.

As I signed for our dinner Paula said yes and that we looked forward to it.

Our server's nametag read Ginger but Paula and I had already decided it was a fake name, all the others working the restaurant had name tags with the names of TV sitcom characters. We did not see a Maryanne though.

Ginger said that we could start our tab now and just hand it to the bartender when we got upstairs. I said "good idea" and ordered my second Dos Equis.

Paula asked the girl to suggest something she liked herself and we both saw Ginger glance at her tits before answering, "Twin Peaks. It is pretty to look at but can be dangerous to your sobriety. I can only safely handle one but it does make the night fun."

"I will have that," Paula said.

"Why is it called Twin Peaks?" I asked.

The server did her best not too look at Paula's tits while saying, "Apparently there was a TV show by that name. Our owner's wife had a bit part in it; she was murdered in the opening scene. She said it was a dizzying experience and so was the drink somebody made for her after shooting wrapped that day. I'll be right back with your drinks."

After she left I said to Paula, "The poor kid can't keep her eyes off your boobs."

"Neither can the couple sitting behind you. Reach over and pinch a nipple, I want to see what kind of reaction it produces."

"Let's wait until Ginger comes back with our drinks."

"Good thinking."

We had long ago figured out that Paula should be sitting to my right. I was left-handed and she was a righty. The hands nearest the other were always free so they often wandered over the others body. More than once at a campsite we had eaten a meal with my bare cock in her left hand and my right hand middle finger in her pussy. 

That night my hand had already spent dinner "accidentally" brushing her nipples; it was what was keeping them gloriously prominent. Her hand had been resting on my hard cock all through dinner.

"Here she comes," Paula whispered.

As I gestured with my hand I trapped a nipple between two fingers, palm facing outward. You could easily see the long nipple between my fingers.

We heard two sighs, one from our server and one from the lady behind me. I did not release the nipple until our server was trying to place my beer in front of me without looking. Paula acted as if nothing of interest had happened although she now had one nipple larger than the other.

Between sips I took another picture of her, or rather of Ginger staring at her tits.

Before we finished our drinks the doors on the balcony opened and most of the diners went up the stairs. We were still enjoying our drink so we stayed at our table a bit longer. Ginger came by to tell us the upstairs was open. I noted she had never referred to it as a club. 

I asked her to pose next to Paula so our friends could see that we were right when we told them about our gorgeous server. She giggled and said, "Sure."

I pretended that I had a difficult time getting them both in the picture and suggested to her that she put her chin on Paula's shoulder. Paula gave me a knowing smile and placed a hand on the far side of girl's neck and guided her until they were cheek to cheek. As expected my first picture showed the girl staring at Paula's tits. I said to her, "One more and this time look at the camera instead of her tits."

"The girl blushed and giggled then said, "That's hard."

"Yes they are, aren't they?"

I got a good picture of both laughing.

"Is there anyone behind me?" I asked.

"No," was the reply.

I looked at the girl and said, "One more. Put your arms around her and your hands on her tits. Spread your fingers so the nipples are between them."

The girl complied without the slightest hesitation. Paula may have moaned. The picture I got was perfect, Paula had closed her eyes and the girl was staring at the nipples between her fingers. The second flash of the camera broke both of their trances but it still took the girl a beat or two before she removed her hands.

Paula said to her, "You forgot to squeeze the nipples before you took your hands away."

The girl mauled Paula's tits as they shared a torrid kiss. They did not appear to notice the next three flashes of the camera.

The kiss and the groping ended abruptly when the girl stood and told me, "You better take your wife upstairs before I take her home with me."

It wasn't until Ginger stood that I noticed that Paula's forearm had been under the girl's skirt. I stood and kissed Ginger's cheek and asked her, "Do you work tomorrow night?"

She said, "Yes."

"We will see you then. Make sure we end up at your table."

My cock was pressing lightly on her thigh. Her hand found it and gave it a squeeze as she gave me a fine kiss on the lips.

"Until then," she said then quickly walked towards the kitchen. It wasn't until she went past the kitchen door that it occurred to me I had just made arrangements for a threesome.

Paula had managed to stand up. She said, "That is a sneaky strong drink. I better not finish it or I'll never be able to get up the stairs." She had finished less than half of the bright emerald green concoction.

I kidded her by saying that half of her wooziness was likely from having her hand on a pussy.

She grinned. "A naked and wet pussy," she said.

Like most men I like to dance but will not admit to it. Paula dragged me to the dance floor as soon we got there and kept me there for at least twenty-seven hours. She claimed to be impressed with my dancing ability and I was impressed by how sexily her body moved. I was not nearly alone in that regard.

I convinced her I needed a break and I ordered a beer for me, she wanted a coke. I changed my order to a coke with a twist of lemon. Paula asked for a twist of lemon in hers. She gave me a long soft kiss while we waited. 

After we got our drinks we found a table to stand next to and looked at the crowd. Ron was right about the clientele; it was mostly women, with a few couples, some apparently looking for a threesome partner, and gays with friends. Several women came by and asked Paula to dance but she declined and told them to make sure they asked again later. 

One of them looked at Paula in the eye and said, "You are not going home with any of us tonight are you?"

"No, he has exclusive rights to me and I have exclusive rights to him tonight. We are here just to have fun and to buy a friend a drink when he comes in. Neither of us would object if you kissed me though."

The woman smiled and gave Paula a nice soft kiss.

"That was very nice. Until you find somebody feel free to come by for kisses," Paula said to her.

The girl smiled and kissed Paula again, that kiss was a bit more intense. 

The next woman to come by did not ask and just simply kissed Paula. 

I was still mulling the "exclusive rights" bit in my head when Ron came in with a very pretty girl he introduced to us as his sister Iris, she had just gotten off work too. She worked in the hotel's room service kitchen.




Felicity Ch. 20



We had not ordered but a waitress came by with cokes with a twist of lemon for the four of us and a cup of almonds. I quickly told her. "My tab," and she smiled and nodded. Obviously Ron and Iris were well known and liked.

Ron and I talked baseball but Iris and Paula were not talking. They had their foreheads together and their eyes closed. I saw that Iris' hand was inside Paula's skirt. Paula's hand was inside Iris' shirt. 

The first woman to kiss her came over and stood behind Paula and reached around until she covered one of Iris' tits and one of Paula's with her hands. She kissed Iris on the lips and kissed Paula's neck. Paula groaned into a great orgasm. Iris kissed Paula hard then kissed her friend hard. 

The friend gasped and I saw Paula's' hand slide down and into the very short skirt behind her, the hand that Paula had on Iris' tit slid down and into Iris' skirt. The friend slipped an arm past Paula to Iris' hips and pressed the three of them tightly together. Paula was a sandwich filling, a moaning sandwich filling with likely a pussy in each hand.

I felt Ron nudge me and heard him say, "Didn't you say you had a camera?"

I doubt the ladies noticed the flash of the first three pictures I took. All of those had the table concealing most of what was going on except for the hand of two different women on Paula's breasts. I took three pictures holding my camera below the table. A quick review of the shots showed that each pussy had more than one finger in it. Paula's pussy had fingers from two different women in it. 

All three reached orgasms within seconds of each other. Paula's came first and lasted longer. I took a shot of that.

Ron introduced us to the third woman, Iris' partner Rachel, an oboist with the symphony orchestra. Rachel and Iris kissed Paula hungrily then they left us for the dance floor.

Several minutes later I spotted Ginger; she was apparently looking for us. She had Paula's new jacket in her hand. I waved at her and she came over. Paula took her jacket, handed it to me, and then wrapped the girl in her arms for an intense kiss. I saw the girls right hand moving up inside Paula's shirt and stop at a breast. I heard both moan. 

I decided that what Paula meant was that I had exclusive rights to her on our bed. She was loving her third woman in just under an hour.

I know neither saw the flash of the next two pictures. I took another two photos with the camera under the table.

I then resumed my conversation with Ron. "Is it always like this?"

He laughed and said, "Yes but I have seen worse. Look just past my sister under the table behind her."

I did and saw a woman under the table on her knees obviously eating pussy. There were two women standing together at the table she was under but at first I could not tell whose pussy was being eaten. The right answer was both. 

Ron said, "I am going to wave at my sister, take a picture when she waves back. Zoom in under that table, I want to see if I can tell who that is."

We did just that and as a bonus Iris and Rachel flashed their boobs at me so I took more pictures.

Ron and I heard moans behind us but neither of us turned around. I did take a couple of more pictures below the table. As I suspected each had several fingers in the other's pussy.

As we surveyed the room we saw shirts lifted and tits being sucked, we saw hands under skirts. We saw the lady that sat behind me in the restaurant offering her bare tits to everyone.

Ginger interrupted my voyeurism as she embraced me and planted a big kiss on my lips, She said, "My schedule got changed, I don't work tomorrow. Your wife has my e-mail and she agreed that you owe me a fuck."

"Your tit is out, " I said.

"Yes, it's for you to kiss."

I did just that and as I did noticed it was moist. She kissed Ron on the cheek and quickly left without bothering to cover her tit.

I felt Paula arms around me as she said, "I am exhausted. I'm ready to go home."

I picked up her jacket and said, "Go dance with the girls until I sign my tab. While you are there look under the table behind them. Paula danced her way to them but turned to smile at me when she saw the woman under the table.

I enhanced the pictures I had taken of the woman under the table and showed it to Ron. He said, "Well I'll be damned. The woman under the table is Joyce, the owner's wife."

I gave Ron a handshake/hug then went to the bar.

"Who gets the tip from this tab?" I asked the bartender. She looked at it and said, "Ginger, she set it up."

I added a two hundred percent tip then tipped the girl that had served us our cokes. When I looked for Paula I found her facing the table that Joyce was under. Iris and Rachel were there with her. Joyce had five pussies to pick from.

"Has she gotten to you yet?" I asked her.

"Now," Paula gasped.

I put an arm around her and pinched a nipple.

"Oomph", she said.

She took a couple of deep breaths then circled the table giving each woman an enthusiastic kiss. All of them squeezed her tits. She waved at Ron then she pretty much forced me to sprint with her to the hotel. 

Before the elevator door closed she was pulling my cock out and when they opened again she was clinging to me with my cock buried deeply in her pussy. 

I carried her to the room and we collapsed on the bed. She fucked me hard until she had her first orgasm then speedily got us nude and I began a nearly violent fuck, which appeared to be what she needed too. 

We had the kind of orgasms that should have made everyone in hotel pregnant.

We were both asleep before the last spasms had run their course.

We did not fuck the next morning although there was a lot of gentle groping in the shower. She thanked me for the best night of sex in her life. She thanked me for its punctuation mark as she squeezed my cock and kissed me.

We went to a diner half a block from the hotel and had a leisurely breakfast. As we sipped our coffee she said, "I have bad news."

"Oh no! You're pregnant?"

She punched my arm and said, "Not so loud you goofball. Those women on the next table think I am and you are mad about it."

"Let me set them straight." I said as I kissed her and briefly groped her tits.

"That's better, " she said. "But the problem is that I think I just got confirmation that I am definitely not pregnant."

"Oh no! You're not pregnant?" I said.

I got another shot in the arm. I could hear the ladies at the next table giggling.

Paula grabbed the back of my neck and kissed me hard then hissed, "Listen you ultra maroon. We have to get back to the hotel. I think my period just started."

Comprehension finally arrived so I gave her a quick kiss and told her to go on that I would be right behind her after I took care of the bill.

I paid at the cashier and as I was leaving a tip for the waitress I turned to the ladies and said, "I don't know what I'm going to do. I work and work and work and she still isn't pregnant."

I could hear their gales of laughter all the way out the door. I wondered just where this new me came from, the guy that volunteered to entertain perfect strangers. I knew of course.

As soon as I walked into the room she handed me a note then pushed me back out the door. The note said, "Tampax Heavy."

I went down to the lobby and asked the concierge for directions to the nearest pharmacy. He told me there was one directly behind the hotel, half way around the block. I found what she wanted and just to be sure got the "Light" ones too.

When I returned she had just stepped out of the shower. I saw her sweat pants hanging from the shower head, dripping. She grabbed the bag and went right back into the bathroom. She emerged after a few minutes wearing panties. It was the first time I had seen her wearing panties.

"We need to put off the nude beach for a while," she said.

"No problem. Let's do Chinatown instead. Do you need pain pills?"

"It wouldn't hurt," she said.

"You just stole my line."

"I said it first so I could not have stolen it."

"I was thinking it."

"No you weren't. You were wondering if you were going to get blowjobs as a substitute for pussy."

"I have not thought of that at all, not once..... Since I was walking back from the pharmacy."

She hugged me and said, "Thanks for getting me the emergency equipment. I was completely unprepared since I thought I would be home a long time ago. Don't worry; your kooky girlfriend will be back in a week. In the meantime your best friend ever will keep you company."

She had set me up with a nice straight line but it never occurred to me to use it. Instead I said, "I am glad to be of service. Is Midol your preferred brand? I will get you some before we start out," I said.

"Thanks. I'll be dressed when you get back." The rest of the day went by more normally. Sort of.

We walked into some shops in Chinatown that were selling unrecognizable stuff at over a hundred dollars a pound. We watched as seven hundred year old ladies did their tai chi exercises in a park. We ate lunch on the balcony of a restaurant that overlooked the pyramid and bay. We saw that we were both pretty incompetent with chopsticks.

She got a text message from Lucy that simply said "Delicious." She had gotten Paula's picture from the ballpark. Paula was very pleased with the message.

I got a cab to take us down Lombard Street, the most crooked street in the world. Half way down we stopped and got out and asked the cabbie to go around the block and pick us back up. Apparently that was not a rare request.

I took a couple of pictures of Paula with the street as a background then one more as she flashed her tits. A lady was walking down just behind her as she flashed and correctly guessed what Paula had been doing. We were pleasantly surprised when she stood next to Paula and bared her tits, Paula did too and I got one picture of four tits. Without a word she then just continued walking down the sidewalk.

"Thanks," I said as she walked by.

She simply nodded as she went past me.

Paula and I rode a cable car. We bought t-shirts and mugs. Paula ran out of gas. We went back to our room and she took a nap.

When she awoke she insisted that going to the ballgame was exactly what she wanted to do and was easily up to it. The previous night we had never sat at our seats, we were concentrating on the photographic priorities and sightseeing. That night we went by the concession stands, loaded up, then remained in our seats for most of the game.

She ate her garlic fries and then half of mine before the third inning started. In the middle of the fourth inning she sent me to get more garlic fries, and some Nachos, and some sushi.

"Well damn! You are pregnant," I said.

She smiled at me and said, "That would be nice."

I gave her a kiss and went to get her order. 

She was trying to get her entire body inside her jacket when I got back. It was cold in there. That picture of her was beamed back home too.

The food warmed her up nicely but as soon as she had demolished it I suggested we go back to the room. She tried to convince me that she was fine but I was not close to buying it. The game was looking more and more like it would go into extra innings and there was no way she could have handled that so we left.

We went by the bar and said hello to Ron. Paula asked him to make us some hot chocolate with Kahlua, which turned out to be a first for him. Lucy and James had introduced us to the treat. Ron had the kitchen make the chocolate and Iris brought it out. As Ron was adding the Kahlua Paula and Iris were sharing a long kiss.

We had just that one drink then went to our room. I set out two pills with a glass of water for her while she was in the bathroom. When she came out I went in. When I returned to the bedroom the pills were gone and Paula was sound asleep. I put on my gym shorts.

I stood next to her and took a long look. I decided adorable was definitely the best description of her. Yes, she was pretty, cute, sexy, but the bottom line was that she was adorable. I leaned over and softly kissed her cheek.

As I snuggled behind her in bed an unbidden thought popped into my head. She was my girlfriend. 

The next morning I volunteered to bring back breakfast from the diner and suggested to Paula that she take a long hot shower and to take her time packing. On my way out of the hotel I picked up a brochure for the town of Calistoga and while waiting for our breakfast made hotel reservations there. I wanted to give Paula another night or two of comfort before we went back to a tent.

After breakfast I had the desk send the valet to retrieve my car and as I paid the bills noticed that it would not have been much more expensive if I had gotten my car a room in the hotel. As I helped Paula get in I noticed Ishii was as clean as it had been in over a year. I looked at my bill and saw no charges for that on it. I looked at the valet, Jimmy Wong, and asked, "Did you spoil the old man?"

"He smiled and said, "We visited a couple of times. I made sure he was not lonely."

I looked at the three-dollar tip I had given him and added a twenty. I gave him a courtesy bow, which he returned. As I started to pull away I saw him bow at Ishii.

"What was that all about?" Paula asked.

"He loves Ishii.

"Who or what is Ishii?"

"You are riding in him."

We crossed the Golden Gate bridge and Paula took pictures all the way across. We stopped at the park on the north end and took more pictures including some of the two of us taken by fellow tourists. My son and her mother got those.

Before we got back to the car Paula saw an opportunity and handed me her cell phone. She flashed her tits for the camera, the cell phone, and me. They were very fine pictures of Paula, her tits, and the Golden Gate Bridge. 

As soon as she was secure in my car she sent the picture to Lucy. As soon as that was accomplished her phone chirped. Lucy had sent her a picture of herself astride a horse. Her shirt was unbuttoned and her tits were out. Paula sent her a message that just said, "D." Paula apparently felt better that day.

We toured the Mondavi Vineyard, stopped at a Vineyard that had a picnic area next to its store and had our "bread, wine and thou" moments. We detoured a bit to find a place that pressed its own olive oil from its own trees. We each got a liter of the bright green extra, extra virgin stuff.

We stopped at a vineyard that had its own tram and took a ride. Paula posed topless for a picture for Lucy and did not bother to put her shirt back on until our ride was nearly over. 

We found our hotel in Calistoga easily enough and went to some vineyard's wine tasting event and then supper. We walked around the town for a while and returned to our room. We were both asleep by ten.

We had a big breakfast the next morning and as we sipped our coffee I told Paula that it would be a good day to do nothing. She agreed but we ended up taking a short trip to a lake east of the town and having a nice picnic. We did take a couple of flashing pictures. 

The picnic was very restful and in fact she fell asleep on my lap for about twenty minutes. It was a defining moment for me. The shade of the tree, the view of the lake, the soft wind, and Paula blissfully asleep on my lap as she clung to me conspired to make me realize it was a perfect moment in time.

That was when I understood and accepted that I was in love with Paula.

We had a gentle make-out session for about ten minutes after she awoke then we worked our way back to Calistoga. I gave her privacy before and after we took a shower together but during the shower she was feeling well enough to give me a fine handjob, our first sexual contact in three days.

We went out to dinner and tried a California Veggie pizza. Neither of us ate more than one slice and when we left we went straight to a joint that featured half pound burgers.

The next morning after a nice blowjob/handjob I asked Paula if she was up to a small hike, there was a nude beach just a bit up the coast that did not require going up and down a cliff and was on the way to our next stop in The Redwoods National Forest.

She kissed me softly and thanked me for giving her extra nights of comfort and that she was now game for anything I wanted to do. "I feel fine but I might run out of gas and not be very helpful in setting up camp."

I kissed her and we headed west to Limantour Beach. We had the very large beach pretty much to ourselves. 

A couple of nude young ladies were walking past us holding hands and Paula asked them to please take a picture of us. She joined me in complete nudity long enough for two pictures, one from her cell phone.

The girls volunteered to have their picture taken with Paula. I took three, the last two of which with the cell. One that captured the young ladies stealing glances at Paula's tits. Paula kissed both as she thanked them; both kisses were a bit more than pecks on the lips. Both kisses featured full tit-to-tit contact. I took the picture of her kiss to the blonde that reminded me a little of Lucy.

After Paula put her bikini bottoms back on I told her, "Those girls don't know how lucky they were that you are in your period."

I got a slap on the ass loud enough for the girls to hear and looked back. I rubbed my butt and the girls burst into giggles before continuing on. I am sure they thought I had been punished for looking at them like a bear looks at honey. It had not been me looking at them like that.

Paula apologized after admitting that my comment was probably correct. She confessed that she was sure she was bi, that she would have gone down on one of the girls we had just met.

"The blonde?"

She nodded and said, "I've had tits in my hands and had been fingerfucked by women before San Francisco. Those events happened on end of the school year celebration parties on boats. 

Until Paul's I had not played with pussy myself. I liked it. Not enough for me to search for opportunities but enough not to turn down a request. I also love kissing women. 

I loved doing all I did in public at Paul's. I loved being in the middle of a love sandwich, but I do not feel I have to do any of that again. The one exception to that is that, I would not mind at all if you watched Lucy and me go down on each other."

Paula and Lucy had continued their long phone conversations since they met. Those had slowly but surely become more personal. Paula had given Lucy a somewhat edited version of our nights in San Francisco.

I asked, "With James watching too?"

She thought about that for a minute then said, "Yeah, as long as the two of you understood there would be no swapping. Three days ago I would have been fine sharing Ginger with you. I am not so sure of that now. Sorry."

I hugged her to me and kissed her softly before we continued down the beach. I already knew it would kill me to see her with another man.

We stayed at the nude beach for less than an hour and resumed our trip on Hwy. 101. Paula sent the pictures to Lucy and settled back for our drive. Lucy and James were also traveling and just a few minutes into our drive Lucy called Paula. 

Lucy commented, "Delicious all the way around. Where were you?"

Paula filled her in on the last two days and described the nude beach adventure in detail even to confessing that under different circumstances she may have "tasted" the blonde.

"The one that looks like me?" Lucy had asked.

"One looked like you? I had not noticed that", Paula said in her most innocent voice.

I though I heard soft giggles from Lucy.

Lucy told Paula that two more pictures were on their way to her and that they were on their way to Colorado to say hello to dead dinosaurs.

Their conversation veered towards school and hometown gossip and we soon found ourselves in the Redwoods National Forest. Paula said goodbye to Lucy and helped me set up camp. That night we ate take-out chicken and Ramen soup at our campsite. It was exactly what we wanted.




Felicity Ch. 20



We got two more pictures from Lucy. One of them I immediately recognized was taken at a campground on Jackson Lake in Wyoming. James and Lucy were both nude and had the Grand Tetons and the lake behind them. James had an erection. The other one had a lipstick impression of a woman's lips on Lucy's tit. Paula called her right away.

She asked Lucy who took the picture and she answered, "One of the lesbian couple that had their tent next to ours. We had just watched them make love, which is why you see James' excitement. Right after the picture was taken James and I allowed them to watch us make love. They showed me some gratitude for that."

"Wait until next week before you describe their gratitude in minute detail. I am in my period and cannot fully enjoy the retelling."

"I just started mine. But we both have memories to see us through," she giggled.

Their conversation ranged from the indictment of their congressman to the amazing changes in their town. The call ended when Paula yawned.

We stayed two nights among the Redwoods and did some of the shorter trails. We agreed that we loved the smell of the ocean and the trees. We collected a few humongous pinecones. She showed me that my weird girlfriend was close to returning when she posed nude amid the gigantic trees more than once. I told her that in addition to Lucy and me our friendly neighborhood Sasquatch appreciated her nudity too.

Before we continued north it did occur to me that she had truly become my best friend by then. My first one ever.

We spent a night in Grants Pass Oregon and did a bit of gold panning. We both got a few grains. The excitement was more valuable than the gold. We spent a night at a motel on the banks of the Columbia River.

I had to apologize to her again for dragging her up another mountain. She was relieved there would be a very short hike. She was not at all happy to learn the mountain was Mt. Saint Helens.

I had taken a picture of the volcano just about every five years since its first eruption. The first set of pictures was with my dad and me. One set was with my son and me. There were none with my ex but there would be at least one with Paula. They were important pictures to me and having Paula along made it better. 

When my son got the picture of us by the crater he texted me asking "That important?"

I answered, "Apparently."

It seems that I had somehow neglected to tell Paula that I was a Geology teacher. She did not seem to think that made sitting atop an active volcano any safer. She did become fascinated by the place but was very glad when I announced it was time to get to Seattle.

Our next boutique hotel was two blocks from the waterfront and easy walking distance to Pike Street Market.

Paula was mesmerized by Mt. Rainier. We could see it from nearly everywhere we went. She eventually admitted that it was a gorgeous mountain. She also noted it was an immense mountain and wondered how I had gotten the nerve to try to climb it three times. I told her that the trailheads were over eight thousand feet up. The trails to the top were steeper but shorter than Mt. Whitney's. I suspected that I would have company on my next attempt.

We had dinner atop the space needle our first night and in the Mariner's ballpark the next. 

That became Paula's second favorite stadium in part because the whistles of the trains just outside the park always startled her into giggles.

I got full blowjobs both nights.

After two nights in Seattle we headed north to the ferry terminal and Orcas Island. We were heading from the car deck towards the top deck when we heard a gasp and saw a woman suddenly move her hand away from a dog cage in the back of her SUV. We veered towards her to see if she was OK.

"I'm OK. She just doesn't like me for some reason. Oh, you have a nice camera. Would you do me a favor and follow me and take pictures when she is released?"

Paula and I looked in astonishment at the occupant of the dog cage; it was a magnificent bald eagle.

"Sure I said. Where are we going?"

"Where she was found, not too far from the ferry terminal. Home territory for her."

"I take it she was injured?"

"Yes, flew right into high wires, broke the smaller bone in a wing. She healed quickly so we think she will be fine. I am scared of her and when they put her back here I was too agitated to remember a camera."

"We can get you the pictures," I said.

It was then that I noticed that besides being awed by the creature Paula was also a bit afraid of it too.

We drove to a farm of sorts and followed the landowner to a field that was about half a mile from the coast and about seventy-five feet above it.

The landowner left us at the spot; apparently we had interrupted something that needed his attention. I guessed that this was not the first wounded eagle he had found on his land.

It soon became apparent to me the woman was too afraid to open the cage herself. I readied the camera and handed it to Paula then knelt by the cage. The woman said, "Thanks."

I introduced myself to the eagle and told her we were going to set her free and not to fly into any more wires.

I knew she would not understand but hoped the soothing sounds she was hearing would calm her down a bit. It apparently worked and she simply waited for me to open the door. I was pleased she did not lunge at my fingers when I grabbed the latch. I told Paula to start shooting but she already had.

The eagle hopped out and jumped into the air. I could feel her wing beat as she flew past me. She gave out a loud call and circled over us as she headed towards the sea. Paula kept taking pictures until the eagle was just a spot in the sky.

I took the camera from her and snapped a couple of pictures of Paula; she had tears streaming down her cheeks. She was giggling.

The woman had an expression of relief on her face. Her name was Sarah and she asked me when the rehabilitation center would be able to get the pictures. Every release was always recorded.

I said, "If you have the web address it will be as soon as I get to a computer."

"Where are you staying here?"

"Howard's End."

"Oh good. Lois will let you use her computer. Follow me, I'll guide you there."

I was loading up the pictures into the computer when the ladies saw a picture of Paula and Ginger in deep embrace. 

I said, "Oops," and quickly changed the screen. I doubt any of the women saw it for more than half a second but within moments Lois and Sarah were flirting heavily with Paula who in turn whispered something to them. I heard Lois say, "Lets check that out," and lead them to what appeared to be an apartment next to the office.

I smiled to myself for the well-done subliminal message. I had seen that the only reason Sarah was not hitting on Paula was me. I had also seen that Lois was not going to let that detail stand in her way for long.

I soon had the eagle's release edited and e-mailed. I emailed the same pictures to my son and to myself. That done I carried our stuff to room number two. I went back to the office and checked out the excursion schedule and signed up Paula and me for the next three, one that afternoon and two the next day.

I waited in the office for the ladies to emerge then got bored and began to explore. I saw a nice deck with tables and chairs and a path that seemed to lead to a cave. I walked over and saw that there was a natural depression with a hot spring. I also saw an older couple nude. They were kissing. Her hand was wrapped around his smallish cock. His where mauling her enormous tits. "Aahh, young love," I said to myself. Before I continued my exploration I heard a moan emerge from the cave. The older couple was not the only one in there.

I walked back to the front of the building and saw the reason for the odd design by the door to our room; it was the nose of an Orca, a painting that extended from room two to room eight.

A fifty-foot long Orca spread almost all the way across the side of the building. The fin and the tail fluke extended across the walkway and into the driveway. The dorsal fin extended above the walkway cover.

Three kayaks were painted following the Orca that covered the front of rooms nine through twelve. I later learned that Lois' late husband Howard was depicted as manning the first one, he had apparently died the year before. Lois was on the second. A guy that looked like me except for his beard manned the third.

There was a small platform just so people could get a picture of the whole thing and benches so people had a place to sit and just stare at it. It was awesome. Guest parking had apparently been moved to the end of the road next to the office so cars would not block the view.

It had been an hour since the ladies had walked into the apartment. I assumed Paula could now check off the entire platter on the number one item on her bucket list. I was sitting on the bench closest to our room when I saw Paula emerge from the office. She was nude. She saw me and said, "Now!" and rushed to our room.

In less than thirty seconds we were in the midst of our most passionate fuck ever. I tasted pussy in her kisses as I pounded her hard. Her groans sounded primeval, so did mine. We exploded together. I rolled us over and hugged Paula tightly to me. She kissed me hungrily at first then lovingly. We were soon asleep.

A knock at the door woke us up. Lois came in and after giving us an approving smile said, "The safety lecture is in ten minutes and will be on the dock, the excursion leaves in twenty minutes." She again smiled at the freshly fucked out couple, kissed one of Paula's tits, then left.

I hustled us out of bed.

Our first excursion had no whales but we were entertained by the sudden appearances of the neighborhood seals. They seemed to love startling us by suddenly surfacing next to our boats. We also saw bald eagles at work and Paula and I wondered if the one we released was one of them.

We were happy with our adventure but I was glad I had signed up for both excursions for the next day. Our guide Nancy told us that the morning excursions had a better chance of whale sightings.

Dinner was on the patio, it was halibut and Paula and I loved it. 

The place had just eleven guest rooms and twenty-five kayaks. Paula and I were in no danger of being squeezed out since only six of the rooms had guests and no room had more than two people. Just in case after dinner I signed us up for both excursions on our third day.

That evening Paula and I experienced our first fuck in front of witnesses. Of course those witnesses in the spa were fucking too so it was an easy decision for us.

Lois awakened us the next morning. She did so by squeezing my cock and Paula's tits. She was telling us we needed to get to the dock. We dressed and went straight there.

Paula and I had some experience with kayaks before we got to Orcas Island and were somewhat competent. The four other people in our group that morning were not. The second time we stopped to wait for them Paula turned her craft and slid next me for a deep kiss. 

We did that a couple of more times that morning until our kiss was interrupted by a muffled honk next to us. A seal had a large fish in his mouth. As we looked around we saw several seals dashing under us and below them a large dark mass that we eventually figured out was an enormous school of fish. It was so large that nearly twenty minutes passed before the last fish zoomed by followed by an enormous shadow. That enormous shadow made the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

Although I knew it was probably useless I snapped about fifty photos of the encounter. As it turned out nine were good and three were excellent. I also took pictures of the looks of amazement in Paula's and our companions faces. Even our guide seemed to be awed by it. The large shadow below us was definitely an animal and likely a whale but I could not sharpen the image more than that.

The afternoon excursion featured a large number of fish hurrying past us. Some of them leaped over peoples kayaks and one almost hit Paula.

"Look around, something must be chasing them," our guide yelled at us. Whatever it was none of us saw it.

After dinner Paula said, "Let's skip the spa tonight and go for a walk."

She intertwined our fingers and we strolled along the shoreline. We heard a large splash but did not see what caused it. Whatever did was just four hundred feet away.

I sensed Paula wanted to tell me something but never did. Before I began to worry she kissed me lovingly and held me close to her when we resumed our walk. I figured out what she was not telling me and stopped our walk to kiss every inch of her from her neck to the top of her head. She sighed and we just held on to each other for a while before resuming our walk.

We did not fuck that night for a long time even though as usual my cock was in her pussy as soon as we were in bed. We talked about our lives.

She asked me to consider taking her with me when I went on my Costa Rica and Mauna Kea adventures. I asked her why she thought she would not be with me.

She sighed and gave me an eternal kiss.

After a longish period of silence she said, "As you have guessed all of my lesbian bucket list items have been checked off. I loved the kissing and the tit fondling, I enjoyed giving orgasms. It was a great experience. But unlike you I am not entirely done with that. 

I doubt I will seek opportunities after we get home. My mouth prefers your cock; my pussy prefers your mouth. I do admit that I could be seduced by the right woman."

"Like Lucy?"

Paula giggled and said, " I love Lucy. Her tits felt so good in my hand, better than any in San Francisco or here. Her kisses are second only to yours. But I can see where that would be enough for me. If she wanted me to go down on her I would but the way I see the future she and I would be just getting ourselves ready for our husb-.... guys."

I felt her shiver. I kissed her softly and held the kiss for a while. I said, "It's OK. I had forgotten we are not married yet too."

Another period of silence was broken when she asked me, "Did you just ask me to marry you?"

"Not really, I am assuming we will be husband and wife sometime soon in the future. Since we love each other it would be silly not to get married."

"Who told you I loved you?"

"You did tonight as we were walking by the shoreline."

"I did not say it out loud."

"Nevertheless I heard you. I told you I love you right back."

A bit of silence later she said, "That's right, you did. But let me make sure I got this right, you love me and we will be married. How is that not a proposal?"

"Is there any doubt we will be married?"

Paula sighed and said, "No, but I still would like to be asked."

I smiled at her and gave her the most loving kiss I had ever given in my life.

"Paula Prentiss, I am in love with you. Will you marry me please?"

"I love you Paul O'Brian. I will be your bride."

As she kissed me I felt a tear on my cheek then a second one. The second one was my own.

'Where are we going to live?" she asked.

"In Felicity. I should be able to get a job there."

No one in my daily life knew I had a lot of money. I had inherited a nice sum from my dad and invested it in a software company that was sold for a big pile of cash. Even though I was a minor investor I profited nearly eight million dollars from the deal. I was still just your ordinary multi-millionaire high school Geology teacher. Getting a job in Felicity was not at all necessary.

Paula seemed to be grateful for my decision to relocate and began our fuck, or rather our lovemaking episode. It lasted well into the night and ended with the longest lasting orgasms in our lives. We smiled as we allowed sleep to overcome us. We both knew we had found the right one.

We skipped the morning's excursion and went to the grotto. We had decided we liked to be watched as we fucked. Paula had apparently made a tentative date with a couple our age. As opposed to our previous adventure in the spa there were just the four of us. There was a lot of loving before and after the fucks. We did notice that Lois came in to watch us for a while. She may have masturbated.

After an uneventful afternoon excursion a television crew from Seattle came over to do a story on the painting across the front of the resort. The artist wanted no part of the camera and neither did Lois so Paula handled the interview.

The TV crew opted to shoot the intro with the interviewer and Paula on kayaks and they went out fifty feet or so away from the docks. I paddled out close to them to provide security or assistance but the girl was a competent kayaker so I got out of the camera shot. The cameras were on the dock.

Before we paddled out Paula gave me a questioning look, which I quickly saw as asking for permission to put the make on the newsgirl. I laughed and nodded yes. She mouthed, "I love you."

She later told me that in each lesbian instance she was the one being seduced. She wanted to see if she could seduce a woman. The interviewer was yummy she said.

The interview on the water was going well as Paula had assumed her schoolteacher persona and had already made some headway towards seducing the very pretty Asian interviewer, her name was Sidney. 

As luck would have it and with the cameras rolling, a large tail fluke slapped the water about one hundred feet behind the ladies. The tail fluke, the slap, and the reaction of the startled women were all captured on camera. 

Paula dared Sidney to "catch it," and they both suddenly veered and began to paddle quickly in the direction of the splash. I headed towards them but at an angle thinking I would cut them off.

I saw them suddenly stop and put the paddles up. They sat very still. I saw the whale surface and roll over to its side not twenty feet from them, about thirty feet from me. It seemingly waved to them, (Paula and Sidney timidly waved back), and slowly sank into the depths of the sound.

All of that was captured by the video cameras.

It took a while for things to calm down but the film crew eventually got to the shot of the Orca on the building as Sidney finished her interview with Paula. 

Sidney and Paula had spent over an hour together by then mostly hugging and laughing about their great adventure. I saw that their bodies seemed to be in constant contact. I saw a couple of quick kisses exchanged. The crew finished filming the interview, packed up, and left for the dock.

Sidney and Paula went to room twelve.

I saved a plate of dinner for Paula and prepared a sandwich for Sidney. They emerged from the room forty minutes later and Sidney hurried to the ferry landing. She kissed me as thanks for the sandwich, or for loaning her Paula. I tasted Paula's pussy in her kiss.

As it had already become a pattern Paula urged me to ravish her. I did the best I could for as long as I could. I began to really appreciate her lesbian escapades.

I did get a picture of Paula and her tits while she was on a kayak. She was just ten feet from the dock but that was as far as Lois would allow her to go without a lifejacket. I also got a picture of the two women and four tits.

After we got back to the room I got to take pictures of the start of a lesbian tryst between Paula and Lois but when I saw that Paula might have been a bit uncomfortable with my presence I left the room to them. She would apparently need to re-think the voyeur scenario with Lucy.

Paula and I took kayak trips every morning and every evening the next two days. We saw lots of seals, another enormous school of fish, (salmon Nancy had said), blowhole exhalations in the distance, and white sided dolphins, (incredible creatures), but no more whales. Paula and I had already had the acme of whale encounters so we were ready to head home.




Felicity Ch. 20



The night after our whale encounter I quipped to Lois that she had probably already had her last good night sleep until after Labor Day. Clips from the whale encounter spread everywhere. Before it was time for us to work our way back home Lois had to hire three people for the inn and one for Nancy. It got very hectic very quickly The day Paula and I left every room in the inn was booked for the remainder of the summer Paula and I got long heartfelt kisses from Lois before we set off.

Lucy and Paula had talked on the phone almost everyday since they met. By the time we left Orcas Island Paula was not leaving anything out of their conversations. Apparently neither was Lucy.

It was during one of those calls as we drove through Idaho that I learned that the reason Paula was uncomfortable when she was making love to Lois with me in the room was because she knew Lois wanted to fuck me but realized she could not handle seeing that. Whatever Lucy said back to Paula seemed to please her very much.

We worked our way home by way of Yellowstone and Rocky Mountains National Parks. Paula loved Yellowstone and we stayed there four days. I decided not to tell her that the park was mostly inside the caldera of a very large volcano.

Yellowstone is a crowded park so opportunities for flashing shots were rare, but she managed to show her tits to elk and bison, one of which was so affected with the sight he exposed his cock to her. I took that picture too.

Paula asked me what that meant. I put her hand on my cock and told her, "He likes what he sees too." She giggled but kept her hand on my cock for the rest of the drive.

We were traveling from Wyoming to Colorado when I resigned my teaching post over the phone and called to apply for a job in Felicity. They asked me to call them back as soon as we got to town. They needed to finalize the assignments as soon as possible.

As we were traveling in Colorado we began to get phone calls from everyone that had our numbers. All of the local TV stations had showed the whale encounter clip and we were identified as tourists from Texas. Paula and I were apparently the only people on Earth that had not seen the clip. I had also apparently wandered into the camera shot. The people calling me told me they recognized me immediately.

Lois called us to say her friend the artist that had painted the Orca was painting our whale encounter at the end of the building. She would send us pictures. She would also send us the t-shirts that were imprinted with our close encounter of the cetacean kind. It took Paula and I a long time to get a grip on the idea that someone would print t-shirts with us on them.

On our long drives I had heard Paula describe to Lucy her adventures in San Francisco and Orcas Island more than once. Paula's descriptions had become more detailed, lewder. I suspected that the stories were phone sex for Lucy.

During one such call I learned that when we got to Howard's End the first one to dive for pussy had been Paula. She had been in a hurry to check that off her bucket list. I also learned that the longest part of the time she was on Lois' bed she had a mouth at her pussy and a pussy in her mouth.

She had also described Sidney's love making as intense and was happy to learn she could be just as intense when needed. Of course she already knew that since some of our fucks had bordered on violent.

While Paula and I were eating an early dinner before our ball game in Denver her phone rang. She said Hi to Lucy but it was James on the phone and he wanted to talk to me.

We covered several bases and he confirmed my suspicion that Lucy had been using Paula's stories as phone sex. Lucy had masturbated to them then attacked him with fury. He told me to tell Paula thanks.

I laughed and told Paula that James was thanking her for making Lucy horny for him. 

"Tell him it's my pleasure," she said.

Most of our conversation was over my curriculum on Earth History. He said that when he first met me I looked very familiar to him. He looked through his Texas Science Teachers Association stuff and learned that he had been at my presentation of the curriculum at a convention in Austin. He liked it but his district had no appetite for anything new at the time. He asked me for a quick rundown and I gave him one.

"Fascinating stuff. I have a couple of aunts that would love to hear that when you get here. You better give the phone to Paula, I am being mauled here."

I laughed and gave Paula her phone. We were in a public place so there were no racy stories from her. In fact when Lucy had to take a potty break Paula ended up talking to Jamie, Lucy's oldest daughter who apparently did not want to give up the phone when her mother returned.

"Love you too, Bye."

It was the first time I heard them end a conversation that way. Every one of their phone conversations for the rest of their lives would end that way but I did not know that at the time.

We were at an allegedly haunted hotel in Santa Fe when Lucy called Paula next. She said that the chance of me getting a job in the district had just shot up ninety percent. The wife of the Geography teacher had just been appointed to fill the unexpired congressional term of the incumbent. Her husband was the Geography teacher at the high school.

Later that day we had a very fine dinner at a Mexican restaurant around the corner from our hotel. While we waited for our bill and sipped Dos Equis Paula picked up her phone and called Lydia, the new congresswoman, they were friends.

After congratulating her she learned that Lydia already had the backing of her party to run for her own term in office. Paula volunteered to help her when the time came.

She asked how her husband was doing with the uprooting. "He is fine", she said. He was a military brat so he took it in stride. He already has a job with the Department of Interior."

Paula then told her that she had just had the Cancun experience Lydia had except it happened on a trip west. Lydia sounded excited and wanted details but Paula said that like her adventure it was also an x rated story and we were in a crowded restaurant in Santa Fe. "I will tell you the whole story when you come home next time. In bed. Naked," Paula told her.

I heard a happy squeal that probably hurt Paula's eardrum. "Yes, I promise. Have a good time up there, make friends. Bye."

After she hung up Paula said to me, "Lydia has tits and lips I could go to town on. She has been flirting with me since I moved to Felicity. She seemed to be happy to hear I was available for her, " Paula said in a gross understatement.

We did not see any ghosts in our stay at the hotel and in jest I complained about that to the mute assistant manager called Edna as we checked out. She laughed. Paula lost panties there.

We made overnight stops in Dallas so Paula could meet my son and daughter Kay. 

As I expected it was love at first sight for them. I had regularly updated my son on the progress of my relationship with Paula. I had sent him a picture of her or us over the phone every few days. Before we left Orcas Island I had texted him that Paula and I had agreed to be married.

After dinner that night I got an unexpected present from them, a coffee mug. It read "Worlds Greatest Grandpa." I was going to be a grandfather. I was so overwhelmed I almost cried. I kissed Kay repeatedly and even kissed my son on the cheek. After I got the details and things calmed down a bit my son gave Paula a coffee mug. It read, "Worlds Greatest Grandma,"

Paula burst into tears. My son looked at me apparently worried he had done the wrong thing but at that precise moment Paula jumped up and gave him a hard kiss then a hard hug. Then Paula gave Kay the same treatment. Then me. It took her even longer to calm down than it did me. 

I understood her elation. Both of her children were gay and grandma was a title she was sure she would never have.

Kay sat with her on the sofa and embraced her. My son and I went to the refrigerator for beers for us, and cold wine for Paula. Kay was getting V8 juice.

Our evening ended with Paula's and mine description of our whale encounter. It was our second time to relate it; the first had been to Lucy on the phone. I told him that Paula and I had still not seen the video.

My son told us he had it downloaded and showed it to us. Paula and I were impressed with it even though we were the co-stars. My son put the thing on a loop and Paula and I saw things that we had not known happened among which was Lois' voice saying, "Oh no!" There had been lot of commotion on the dock; we were never aware any of it.

The video did not capture many things we had experienced. It did not show that the whale looked directly at Paula and Sidney as it emitted a low rumbling sound. You could not see the happy tears in their faces either. And it could not show the whales sense of presence, the enormity of the living being.

Paula and I were stunned to learn that the entire incident from the initial tail flap to the final disappearance of the whale had occurred in just over forty-three seconds. My son burned us a copy to take home.

I got us home in mid July. We had spent every second of well over a month together, (except for the Lois and Sidney events). 

Paula and I spent one night in my townhouse. I rented a trailer and we packed everything I would need for the foreseeable future and drove to her home in Felicity. We put the trailer in a storage lot, I figured to unload it as I got around to it.

That Friday afternoon I called the school district office and was told that my interview would be at a bar and grill at seven that night. I was also told to dress casual and to bring Paula.

"We are definitely not in Kansas," I muttered to myself.

"What was that honey?" Paula asked.

"Oh, just wondering what I am getting into. My interview is at seven tonight in a bar."

"That happens a lot here. The interviewers say they get a good feel for the person in that setting. As a bonus the person being interviewed gets a meal out of it. Should I wear the blue or the yellow sundress tonight?"

"How did you know I was to take you with me?"

"Lucy told me. That is also routine."

"The maroon one. You look delicious in it. Maybe Lucy will be there and find you as tasty as I do. Apparently James will be there."

The bar was great; I knew it would be my basic hangout. Paula had been there several times before with a pack of friends from school.

The person I ended up interviewing with turned out to be the superintendent of schools. The first question the small redheaded woman asked me was, "Just how did you think you could help those two ninnies if the whale had not been a good natured beast?"

"I was going to rush right in and think of something." She shook her head but she was smiling. 

I continued, "In truth the video made it look like we were much closer than we really were. The girls had more than twenty feet clearance although the tip of the whales fluke was less than ten feet away. I was about thirty feet away. Plus Paula and Sidney knew to be still. It looked dangerous but I was not too concerned about mishaps. I did lecture them about rushing towards the whale. That might have been construed as an aggressive act."

She smiled and nodded. She asked me how I was on Geography.

"I am OK in political geography but what I have been teaching is Physical Geography, Earth History and Ecology."

"How do you integrate Ecology in that?" she asked with sudden great interest. I guessed the lady had been a science teacher herself.

I answered, "How physical environment determines all the ecosystems including human. I do cover physical and political boundaries."

"Sign here and here. Paula, come sit with me for minute. Charles."

I signed what I hoped was a contract; an enormous guy came over and kissed the superintendent on the cheek and then signed the form too.

Paula kissed the lady on the cheek as she sat with us and the lady said to her, "Sweetie, I changed your school assignment. You are now at the new MacDuff Elementary School. I need an experience teacher to ride herd on a newly minted principal. You are now also the team leader for the upper grades."

"Do you really want me to baby-sit a principal?"

We heard, "I am not a baby, I am not a baby. I am too big for a baby sitter."

That fine whine came from Lucy who promptly kissed the superintendent of schools on the lips and then gave Paula a ferocious kiss. I got a nice kiss from her too.

Lucy said to me, "Go out to the patio, James is waiting for you out there. He has a bunch of guys to introduce to you."

I got up feeling a bit disorientated. My interview lasted less than five minutes but I was pretty sure the interview was over and I had been hired. Sure enough James was outside and had a Dos Equis waiting for me.

I met a bunch of guys and they all wanted to know all about the whale encounter, particularly James although he had heard it second hand from Lucy. I gave them the long version from before the cameras were rolling and after they stopped.

One of the guys, I was sure his name was Sam, asked me how it felt to be so close to such a creature.

I had not sorted out those feelings yet so it took me a few moments before I said, "Like falling in love for the first time."

All the guys nodded and raised their drinks to me.

"Anybody want to go with me?" James asked.

"I have bad news for you," I said. "The Inn is booked for the entire summer. If anyone wants to go next summer Paula and I have a little clout and we may be able to book all eleven rooms for five days or so."

"Lets do it. We can figure out later who is going."

I called Lois right then and she told me that the week of June twenty first was still completely open. I said, "Reserve that for the Felicity Texas party of twenty two. You may need more kayaks. Tell me if that is a problem."

"It should not be. By the way, you were right when you told me I had just one more peaceful night left this summer. I am sending you a picture now. Talk to you later."

The picture was of the mural of the whale encounter. It was not finished, as the water had not been painted in. I was surprised to see that the front end of the whale, about twenty feet worth, took up the entire side of the building. The perspective was from the dock and the lens of the news camera had zoomed in some. The three kayakers looked minuscule next to it yet you could tell who they were.

I showed the picture around and all of them said, "That is just cool."

Lucy stuck her head out the door and asked me, "Is the Saturday after Thanksgiving OK with you."

My blank expression told her I had no idea what she was talking about.

"Your wedding you ninny."

"Oh, fine. Who am I marrying again?"

Lucy grabbed a handful of peanuts from a bowl and threw them at me. I managed to catch a few and so did most of the guys. No one seemed to see that as strange behavior, if anything they were grateful for the peanuts.

James told me that his mother was a realtor and that there were two houses left in the subdivision he and Lucy lived in.

"Charles, tell him why they call it the Naked Arms Estate," Sam asked.

The big guy that had signed my papers said, "Because it would be impolite to call it the Naked Asses Estate."

"It's a nudist colony?" I asked incredulously.

"Only on Sundays", James said.

"Only sort of," Charles said. No one goes out the front door naked. Each yard has a gate to every neighbors yard. Those gates are seldom closed and the gates are color-coded. Red means look and ask first or wear clothes. Those are the yards with kids. The gates to James and Lucy's yard are red.

Yellow gates mean look before opening. That means people with families that would not understand or in the case of James and Lucy to remind them to look before opening the gates when their kids are out. The girls have aunts on both sides. 

Green means come anytime, dressed or nude. All the rest of our street have green gates. My house is the first on the street so I have just one such yard gate. Every body else on the loop has two gates except the first one on the other side of the street from me. That is one of the two un-occupied."

"Lucy and I live at the end of his loop," James said to make sure I understood that if I bought the remaining house we would be neighbors.

"Who owns the house?" I asked. 

"The developers," the oldest guy on the patio said. I thought his name was Harry. "It has never sold because it does not have a separate office. The master bedroom is extra large because of it. The builders misread the plans. You would get a good deal on it."

"Who do I see," I asked him.

"His mother," he said pointing at James. It would be months before I learned that Harry was the principal developer.

James looked at me questioningly and I nodded. He sped dialed and said. "Mom, E 27 has a buyer. Harry said a good deal. Yes, Paul and Paula. Love you."

See her sometime tomorrow," He said to me.

Suddenly all the ladies inside came out and grabbed their man's hand. We were led to an escalator and I found myself in a small plaza between restaurant clubs. We followed James and Lucy into the one playing Latin music and straight to the dance floor.

I could do salsa, and mambo, and cha-cha. Paula was so happy to see that she jumped into my arms and gave me a pornographic kiss. We danced for at least thirty-two hours until she allowed me to stagger to a table. Lucy and James were already there and had ordered drinks for us.

A fine looking lady in a silver dance costume came over and after James and Lucy kissed her they introduced us. Her name was Juanita and she was going to do a tango demonstration "if my husband ever manages to get in costume." 

Right after she said that Sam came out wearing a 1930's gangster suit. He grabbed Juanita's arm and flung her across the floor as the music started. Her graceful slide across the dance floor brought immediate applause.

Juanita was soon crawling up Sam's leg as he looked at her in contempt. The dance moved into sequences of attempted seduction by her and rejection by him. Their intricate legwork was dazzling. 

This was not the tango of dancing with the stars, it was the real stuff and they were amazing. When the dance finished they got an ovation and for the first time I noticed how full the place had suddenly become. The wide entrance was packed with people that had apparently come over from the club across the little plaza.

After the applause died down Juanita announced, "Free lessons at two tomorrow."

Juanita mingled with the spectators but Sam came over and sat with us. He groaned, "I'm getting too old for this crap."

As soon as he said that he was hit with an olive. Juanita called him, "Viejo," and sauntered away.

"I'll never be too old for that, " he said with a grin as he watched his wife's ass sway its way across the room.

A bolero began to play. I loved boleros; they were intimate and seductive with a bit of ballroom and a bit of slow salsa in it. I took Paula to the dance floor and proceeded to seduce her with the dance. When the song was over she jumped into my arms and kissed me several times while repeating, "I love you." I carried her back to the table and I got a high five from James and a slide five from Sam. 

We suddenly saw most people moving across the plaza to the other club. Sam said, "Come on, Harry and Margo are about to start.

We were half way across when we saw Juanita climbing up Sam's back ending up sitting on his shoulders. Paula immediately did the same with me. Lucy was already on James' shoulders. All three women were wearing dresses.

Harry was wearing a tux and Margo, apparently his wife, was wearing a long gown. A waltz began to play. They floated effortlessly across the floor as the made love to each other with their eyes, their fingertips, and their moves. Tens as far as I was concerned.




Felicity Ch. 20



As with Juanita and Sam they got an ovation. After it died down Margo announced "Free lessons tomorrow at one."

Paula jumped down off me, found Lucy and kissed her. Paula told her something that made Lucy grin, kissed her again and ran back to me. She led me to the escalator and before I had a chance to say anything I was driving us to her townhome.

"What's up?" I asked.

"I am in a hurry to fuck your brains out."

"Oh."

By the time she was finished with me I was nearly catatonic. She really had fucked my brains out.

She slowly brought me back to the world with kisses.

"Did you realize I was no longer your girlfriend?"

"Huh?"

"True. I am now your fiancee. Everybody told me we needed to go to Wendy's Jewelry Shop for our rings. She did Lucy's and most of the women you met tonight. All of them are gorgeous."

"We will go there in the morning."

"I love you."

"Good to hear because I am buying us a house."

"A what?"

"A house, one of those things with roofs and rooms. People live with them."

"Yes but why? My condo is perfectly suited for us. We could be comfortable here."

"It's up the street from Lucy and James."

"Oh."

"Your school secretary lives across the street."

"Shirley? She is yummy."

"Do you know why they call it Bare Arms Estates?"

"No."

"Because it's more polite than calling it Bare Asses Estates. There are gates to and from all the backyards. If the gate is green you can walk through it naked."

"You made that up."

"That is what James and Charles told me."

"Which one is Charles?"

"The humongous guy. Shirley's husband."

"Oh, everyone tells me I need to see his cock. It is appropriate to his size they say."

"I will pass on that. I have enough inadequacies to fill a book."

"Your cock is the perfect size, it covers all the bases it needs to cover. It is beautiful and delicious. But now that I think about it how could the ladies know what Charles' cock looks like unless he is parading around naked."

"If you get us invited to Lucy's for lunch Sunday afternoon we can find out. Apparently everyone is nude on Sundays."

"Lucy already invited us to a grilling this Sunday afternoon. She did not say clothing optional."

"That could mean her kids will be there. We can ask her tomorrow. Let me change the subject a minute. When is our wedding?"

"November 26th. My daughter will be the maid of honor and Mom will be the matron of honor. My bridesmaids will be mostly friends from my old school plus Lucy. Which reminds me, I haven't told anybody yet."

"My son will be best man and I will need to call him tomorrow too. A word of warning, he will call you Mom from the beginning. Don't cry when he does."

She cried. "Why is he so anxious to call me Mom?"

"He never thought it would happen. He was sure I would never trust my heart to a woman, he knows the type of woman his mother was. Since he was eight he has never spoken about her, not even when we learned she died when he was a high school senior.

I have never trusted women after I divorced his mother. 

You remember that I told you that we did competitive dancing for a few years. What I did not tell you was that she fucked the judges and fucked the husbands and partners of our competition, anything to gain an edge. Winning ceased to mean anything to me. She left us for one of the judges she fucked regularly. Both were banned from competition shortly after that. 

My son became aware of everything when that story hit our small town newspaper. He and I got out of town and came to Texas. There where years in which I qualified for the priesthood more than the average priest."

"And yet you trust a woman that asked you to fuck her the night she met you."

"Yes, but as amazing as that fuck was it was just a fuck. But by the time we came down from the mountain the next day we both knew exactly who the other was. We told each other everything about ourselves expecting we would never see each other again. That night in my tent when you threw me the chance and I asked you to come with me my strongest feeling was relief. I already knew I did not want you out of my life. I was probably already in love with you."

"The most agonizing stretch of my life was the two seconds between letting you know I was available and your invitation to join you. I knew I was in love with you before we left the mountaintop. When you let me play in San Francisco I knew just how special you are. I will be a good and faithful wife to you. I know you will be a good and faithful husband to me. I know how the rest of my life will unfold. I know it will be good. I love you."

We kissed until sleep overtook us. The next morning we showered together and had toast and coffee naked in her small, enclosed patio. She said we were trying out the concept just in case the stories were true.

We made our phone calls and Paula called her mother last. I went to the kitchen to refill our cups; I knew that phone call would take a while.

"I did learn my lesson which is why I know Paul is perfect for me mom," I heard Paula say to her mother as I returned to her patio. I half listened to their conversation as we sipped our coffee. As usual a naked Paula produced a very nice erection. When I noticed that she was repeating herself I lifted her onto the patio table and slowly slid my cock into her. She tried to cover up the phone as she moaned but her mother apparently heard it.

"Is he fucking you?" I heard her mother ask.

"Almost."

"Let me speak to him a minute."

"Hello," I said.

"Just one question, do you love my baby?"

"Very, very much. I learned my lesson too which is why I know Paula is perfect for me."

"Thank you. Give the phone back to her please."

I saw Paula grin then wrap her legs around me. I heard her say to her mother, "You perverted old broad. No, I will not let you hear us fucking," Paula said and giggled.

I heard a loud cackling laugh on the other end of the line.

Paula's expression suddenly changed and she put the phone on speaker and set it on the table next to her ass.

I understood and began a vigorous fuck. It did not take long for Paula's orgasm to arrive. We kissed and caressed for a while. I had truly forgotten about the phone and was startled when I heard a voice say, "Paula?"

"Yes, Mother."

"Does he always take you to orgasms?"

"Yes he does, usually more than one."

"Oh, then it will be nice to have him in our family," she said with a seductive voice.

"Mom!"

Giggles came from the other end until her mother said, I love you baby, you too Paul. Let me know when you two are settled so I can come visit."

"Hopefully before school starts. I will let you know. Love you. Bye.

She hung up and gave me a very loving kiss and said, "Go."

I finished our fuck and managed to give her one more orgasm before I was spent. We cleaned up, dressed, and went in search of Wendy's Jewelry.

It turned out to be easy to find, it was across the boulevard from Felicity Place. 

We told the lady at the counter that we were sent to see Wendy. "I'll get her," she said. She came back with a spectacular redhead wearing a lab apron.

"Hi, you must be Paula and Paul," she said before she kissed us. Her kiss to Paula was quite personal.

"Paul, had you been to Felicity before?"

"No, yesterday was my first time."

"Paula, how long have you lived here?"

"Five years."

"Do you and your friends hold hands and kiss in public?"

"Hold hands yes, many of us do. Kiss in public or private, rarely. But I have seen many women in town do that."

"That would be the clan you are now a part of. What you and Lucy do when you are together we all do to each other."

Wendy kissed Paula on the lips and lifted Paula's hand to one of her own very full tits. Paula extended the kiss a bit and when it ended Wendy's hand was on Paula's tit.

Wendy looked at me and said, "Guys don't kiss anyone except their wives. Girls can kiss anybody they want," then kissed me again.

She then took a device from her apron pocket and measured Paula's and mine ring fingers. She scribbled down something then sped dialed a number on her phone. "Amanda, they are here. OK, love you. Bye."

She pressed two more buttons and said the same thing but the name was Mo.

Thirty seconds later a very tall redhead came in and Wendy introduced her as my principal, Miss MacDuff.

The woman shook my hand and said, "I am Miss MacDuff at school, anywhere else call me Mo. Martha and James told me you have your own curriculum that includes all kinds of things. When Amanda brings you back come see me next door at the gallery, I would like to hear what you have."

She turned to Paula and spread her arms and said to her "Jump."

Paula jumped into her arms and got a terrific kiss then she was allowed to slide down. I learned that Mo had been her Paula's principal her first year in Felicity. It was obvious to me Mo and Wendy shared a deep love for each other. There was zero air space when they stood together. It soon became clear to me that that they were sisters.

A small redhead walked in and immediately jumped into the other redheads' arms for her kisses. She introduced herself as Amanda and said, "I am ready to go when you are."

Paula and I said we were ready. Wendy and Mo reminded us the come see them when we got back. 

An enormous SUV was stopped in a no parking zone in front of the store with its hazard lights on. It had a magnetic sign that read MacDuff Realty. The small redhead was a sister too.

She gave us a quick rundown on the Cloverleaf Estates and said that subdivision number two would be ready before Labor Day and number three before Christmas so if we did not like the house she could run us over there and show us the model homes. She confirmed that each backyard had a gate to their neighbor's backyard. She also said that the new subdivisions would not except when requested.

We turned onto a blacktop road and soon turned into the subdivision at a flashing yellow light. We took the first left and entered a cul-de-sac. We were less than two miles from the middle of town but it felt like we were in the middle of the country. The circle at the end had several large oaks inside and each had bird and hummingbird feeders on it. A small pond was in the middle. Every house had a front porch.

Amanda drove slowly and said, "The houses are less than a year old. This subdivision is the smallest and oldest of three. That first house is Charles and Shirley's, I heard you met both.

The second one is Leslie; she is a coach at the high school so you will meet her soon. She has an alleged temporary housemate that we hope is more than that. They are good kids.

That house is Jason's and Maggie. Jason is a photographer and you best bet for wedding pictures. Maggie is a teacher.

The third one is Karen and Mike, Both teach at the old intermediate school. Karen is your best choice for gossip in town. Everybody tells her everything even though they know she cannot keep a secret. She is Maggie's sister and both are daughters of your principal Mo.

That house at the end is James and Lucy. By the way, I am James' mom. 

That house is Carly and Jimmy. It is one of the few households without a teacher in it.

This house is Marina and Jay's, both high school teachers. Both are very tall. They are the second youngest to Charles and Shirley.

Your neighbors would be Jana and Inga. Jana owns a club and Inga owns a ladies gym.

And this is your driveway."

The ranch house was very nice outside with a bit more of a ranch flavor than most such houses. Once inside Paula and I were mesmerized by how truly big it was. Her townhome or mine would easily fit inside the living room/dining area.

Paula loved the open concept floor plan. The kitchen was huge as was the laundry room attached to it. They both had the most modern appliances available. Walking down the hallway we saw two decent size bedrooms that shared a large bathroom. At the end of the hallway there was an enormous bedroom with an enormous bathroom with separate shower and tub. 

"This house has the biggest master bedroom because a third of this space was supposed to have a small office. All the connections for one are installed but they are in the bedroom itself," Amanda said.

Paula had not made a sound but it was easy for me to see she loved the place.

There was a sliding glass door from the bedroom to the patio. Paula walked out and said, "It's green."

Amanda said, "Go ahead and walk over there, Jana and Inga are likely in the pool."

Paula smiled and walked to the gate. She peered past it and we heard, "Hi, come on in."

After Paula walked through the gate I asked Amanda, "How much?"

The number she gave me was a hundred thousand dollars less than I had hoped.

"I'll take it," I said. 

We walked back into the house and to the kitchen counter. She opened her valise and started handing me papers to sign. They were already filled in. 

She had apparently already run a credit check on me. The papers already had me as a teacher in the Felicity school district. They had my salary listed and I noted I had gotten a small raise from my previous district. My salary had never come up the night before.

"Will you be wanting to finance it?"

"No, it will be a cash purchase."

After I signed all the papers she gave me one more and said, "Fill out this paper and sign it," she said.

I had done so before I noticed it was a renter's agreement.

"Give me a one dollar in a check. I will apply it to the earnest money and the rent. We should close in just two weeks so it will never be cashed. 

A word of advice, buy a new bed for the two of you. You want a bed that has never been shared with anyone before. You can use the beds you have in the spare bedrooms. If you go by Juanitas Furniture they can have your new bedroom here this afternoon. Here are your keys. Welcome home."

She hugged me and kissed me, then said, "Now for the hard part, we need to get your fiancee away from the clutches of the two blonde bombshells next door."

We found Paula naked in the swimming pool with them and I noticed that blonde bombshell was barely adequate to describe my neighbors. Amanda kissed both of them then urged Paula to get dressed because she had a lot of things to do. 

I said Hi and I paid attention as the blondes told me their names, they looked a lot alike. If anything Inga seemed more muscular, she appeared to be a little older and had the trace of an accent. Jana may have been a little shorter, had the better tits. Both were true blondes.

On our way back Paula pointed at a furniture store and said to me, "They have good stuff, you can get your recliner there."

Amanda stopped in front of Juanita's Furniture and said to me, "It's just two and a half blocks to Wendy's so you can walk from here. Stop at Janie's on you way, you will love whatever you eat there. My sisters will fall in love with you if you take them some burritos."

"Probably too late to say that, I think they already do," Paula said with what sounded like pride.

Amanda laughed and said, "You are probably right."

Amanda took Paula to show her where her new school was and I went into Juanitas.

I bought a not too masculine bedroom set, a matching vanity table, and a computer desk. Mine was too ratty to put in our beautiful new bedroom. I bought a second matching computer desk when I remembered that Paula's computer was in her kitchen. I bought us recliners. Paula already knew I would be replacing mine at the first opportunity and bought a second for her, our new living room had plenty of room for all our stuff. They promised delivery within fifteen minutes each side of five that afternoon.

It suddenly occurred to me we did not own linens for our new king sized bed, (Paula's bed and mine were queen size), so I asked the sales lady, Esmy, where I could buy some. She led me to a golf cart and took us two blocks to a store called Bernice's. The young lady kissed an older lady then introduced me to her, she was Bernice.

Bernice kissed my cheek and asked where Paula was.

I told her she was going by her new school then Lucy will be taking her to Wendy's shop. I briefly wondered how the lady knew about us but decided she probably knew Paula.

I picked two complete solid color sets and a multi-colored spread. I got two king size pillows and some bathroom mats. After I paid for them I was wheeled to Janie's and Esmy, said, "We will deliver your linens with the furniture. Everything in Jeanie's is great but try the burritos first."

I soon found out that what Amanda and Esmy had said about the burritos was true, those things were addictive. I ate a couple then ordered two bags of two burritos but the deaf kid in charge told her helpers to tell me I needed three, that I would need two at the gallery. I did as suggested since it did not feel like a sales ploy.

Wendy gave me a big kiss when she saw me come in and a bigger kiss when I handed her the bag of burritos.

I went next door to the gallery and found my boss. She took us to a Starbucks looking area at back corner of the place and I handed her two bags of burritos. I was amazed to find Wendy already sitting there munching on a burrito. Either she moved faster than light or she had a secret entrance.

"Marie, come here. You have a guy to kiss. He brought you burritos."

An elegant blonde rushed towards us, saw the bags and kissed me and sat with us.

"You must be Paul, welcome to our town. You will love it here. Amanda said you bought the house and will be moving in soon."

I said, "Yes, maybe even tonight. You know, I forgot to tell Paula."

Mo asked, "You forgot to tell her you were moving in tonight?"

"No, yes. I forgot to tell her I bought the house. She was in Jana and Inga's pool when Amanda and I were doing the paperwork."

"The ladies laughed and Mo said it's a good thing she is a little thing because you will be attacked when you tell her," Mo said.

I sighed and said, "It wont be the first time."

The ladies giggled and asked where she was.

"Amanda is taking her by her new school. Lucy is meeting them there and she will be bringing Paula back."

The ladies had finished their burritos and I got coffee for them and me. Marie went to the front to greet people that had walked in. Wendy left through her secret door; it was shielded by a tapestry.

Mo asked me to explain what I had been teaching and I spent about twenty minutes covering it. I did tell her it had been years since I had been able to go through the entire process because the state testing prep, practice, and real testing Had eaten up our lab time and some of the longer lessons.

"We don't worry to much about the state tests. We want the teachers to go over their own test with their kids after they take them, show how the questions were set up and explain how to arrive at the correct response. Our entire district has been exemplary for years. Our teachers are good, our parents are good and the kids are good. Did you say you have a power point presentation for every lesson?"

"Yes, even the labs. I was single and not dating. I had time."

"Well then, here comes the one that ruined your life."

Paula was walking over to us with a big grin on her face. She kissed Mo then me and announced, "Wendy wants to show us something." I stood and Mo stood too and said, "I want to see."

We followed Mo through the secret door that led us to a work storage area and another door led us to an office. Lucy and Wendy were there standing next to a computer desk. Wendy had a 3D image of an engagement ring up on the monitor.

Wendy motioned Paula to sit at the desk and said, "I have three for you to look at. This is number one, then number two, and number three. You can toggle between them here. You can use the cursor to see them from any angle. You can eliminate one by dragging it to this folder. Take your time. If you decide you don't want any of them just tell me and I will come up with another three."




Felicity Ch. 21



Chapter 21. The Sisters Bond

Nearly a month had passed since the late Angus MacDuff's eightieth birthday party. He had been born on the Fourth of July and had always said the fireworks displays were in his honor. 

That Fourth of July they were.

He had died on his seventy fourth birthday, right after the fireworks show that night. 

Rosa had been in bed with him when he died.

Rosa died in her sleep a week after Angus' eightieth birthday party. She was seventy-eight. 

All knew she was close to death so no one was shocked by her demise. But when a well beloved figure at the center of a small town dies it leaves an empty feeling in all. Everyone felt the loss.

None of the sisters were surprised to learn that Rosa's gravesite was next to their mother's. They had been best friends throughout their lives.

Margaret had charged Rosa with the care of her husband as she died from cancer.

The only man Rosa had ever loved was Angus. To all of the MacDuff's Rosa was family.

As had become their custom after major quandaries, events and setbacks the five sisters MacDuff worked things out as they drank single malt scotch in Wendy's hot tub. 

The heavy sadness of the previous weeks was broken by one silly remark by Mo.

She broke a long silence when she said, "Well, Daddy got his threesomes back."

Her sisters tried to be outraged but settled for splashing water at her as they unsuccessfully tried to hold back their laughter.

They were down to contented smiles when Allison said, "You know, maybe that wasn't thunder I heard that week."

Their memories flashed back to the sound of the big bed as three bodies lost their inhibitions on it. The bed was directly over Martha and Allison's bedroom.

The new round of laughter lifted the weight of sadness off them for good.

A few minutes of smiles later Wendy asked Allison, "Did you sense the Jodie and Teri's relationship had come to an end?"

"Yes I did, although I also think it was on friendly terms. 

Jodie did like the town and us so we may see her again and when we do I would not be too surprised to learn they had shared the same bed. I do think that the going out of their way to see each other part of the relationship is over. 

Bobby sort of hinted that Teri saw a side of Jodie she did not like. My guess is she saw the hard-nosed businesswoman."

"That is very possible. No one becomes that powerful in any business unless they have that in them," Wendy said.

"But you are right; she does like Felicity and us. Bobby thinks she will be dropping by un-announced from time to time." 

"Miss Jodie Foster certainly loved being in the hot tub with us." Amanda said with a giggle. "I still can't believe that my first pussy ever was that of an Oscar winner".

"We were shocked to see you go down on her. Are you going to keep doing that?" Martha asked.

"Yeah, I will probably go down on every Oscar winner from now on."

She was splashed with gusto. 

Wendy was happy the tub had self-restoring water level capabilities; they had already splashed at least ten gallons of water out of the tub.

Martha looked at her little sister and said, "Amanda, I really hate to tell you this since you are such a brat, but that night with Jodie I noticed something I had forgotten. Jodie is as pretty in person as I had always assumed she was. 

But you are prettier than she is."

Her big sisters raised their glasses to her as Amanda tried to contain her tears.

"Mo, where is Marie?" Allison asked a few minutes later.

"In Chicago at an art auction. She was caught by surprise by the commercial success of her gallery and needs to replenish her inventory.

She is making some headway into convincing Allen to put up some of his paintings. Edie says that the big one he will not let any us see is a masterpiece but there is little chance that one will ever go on display."

Martha added, "Jason is in Florida doing some photo shoots. All of his pictures in Marie's gallery sold. He took Maggie with him so I don't know how much actual work he is doing."

The sisters giggled and re-filled their glasses.

"We have another kid turning thirty next week. I don't like that at all." Martha whined.

"And another three weeks after that," Mo added. We are too young to have kids that are thirty."

"Tell me about it," Amanda said with a rueful smile.

The sisters prepared to splash her but decided she had a good reason to whine, her daughter Helen was the oldest of her generation.

"Hang in there grandma," Wendy said with some sympathy.

"And that's another thing, how come the brat has grandkids and three of us don't?" Martha asked.

"We are not applying enough pressure, Wendy said. "We need to join Bernice in her crusade."

"Agreed," Martha said. "Anybody with a pregnant daughter?

Amanda raised her hand wearing a brilliant smile.

"You would," Mo complained. Which one?"

"Both of them."

"Helen is pregnant?" Wendy asked with a joyous smile.

"Yes, and Charlene. Both are blaming the Jamaica trip. Both are due the same week sometime around spring break. Both expect to be back to work shortly thereafter. 

Charlene might do that. But Martha, I doubt Helen will return until the following year. You know how she is. She will throw all her energy into being a Mom."

"Poor Roger, how is he handling it?"

"He is just as consumed with the idea of being a parent as she is. He takes away her French fries and is limiting her consumption of burritos and sweet plantains. He may be losing that last battle."

"We are all losing that last battle, Martha said.

"Amanda, sweetheart, you will have five grandkids and I have none. Give me Helen's," Wendy said as endearingly as she could.

That got her splashed by all but Mo.

The others noticed that Mo was doing her best not to divulge a secret.

"OK, spill it out," Martha said.

"I am not supposed to say anything until they tell you at dinner tonight," Mo said directly to Wendy. 

Mo's daughter Karen and Wendy's stepson Mike were coming to dinner that night.

As soon as that statement sunk in Wendy screamed as she happily splashed the water in front of her. All understood the importance of the news to Wendy, all hugged her in happiness, and to stop her from splashing any more water.

Mo admonished her, "Act surprised tonight."

Martha got out of the tub, picked up her phone and sped dialed two numbers and gave the same order to both recipients. 

"Get pregnant. Now!" she ordered Rhonda and Carly.

Martha hung up on them before they had a chance to say anything.

Her sisters applauded her as she returned to the tub.

Big, wide grins adorned the sisters for a while.

"Mo, how are you coping with being a grandma and emergency babysitter?" Wendy asked.

"Love it. Marie and I have pretty much decided to let them run roughshod over us. Grandmas have no discipline duties; it says so in the Bill of Rights. Spoil the grandchild and forget the rod it says."

"It works for me," Allison said.

"Me too," Amanda added.

"Mo, how surprised were you when your engagement lasted just a week and a half?" Martha asked.

"Flabbergasted. To have the whole ceremony set up in ten days complete with her daughter and granddaughter from Europe and her friends from Vegas was just mind-boggling. All of you seemed to enjoy my near hysteria."

"Yes, we did," they all said.

Mo managed to splash water on each sister before being overwhelmed by the retaliation. After the water receded from her she lifted her hand for the eighty-seventh time and showed off her wedding ring.

Allison asked Wendy. "Are Sophie's and my rings ready?"

"Yes, you will have them for your twentieth anniversary. Are you sure you don't want a ceremony?"

"Yeah, we are sure, I got them for us because all of you have them and not everyone in this town knows our relationship. Sophie does not like to be the center of attention anyway as all of you know."

Wendy said to Allison, "The two of you need to do a good scouting job on Jamaica for the rest of us when you go next weekend. What Mo and Marie and the kids did apparently consisted of eating, playing nude on the beach, and fuc... making love. Find out what else is there. And don't get in any trouble." 

Allison countered, "We are sophisticate ladies of great reserve. We would never cause trouble."

Her sisters held it together for a few moments then burst out laughing. Allison feigned being insulted and attacked her sisters with hurricane waves.

A few smiles later Wendy asked, "Martha, did you ever envision part of downtown as an arts district populated by mostly gay entrepreneurs?" 

"No, although I am very happy that the old hardware store is now a dinner theater. George and I have been there several times. The last time we were there George was pulled to the stage to play the part of a murder victim. 

During the play they kept moving him around. Once George moved about six feet from where he was and the guys pretended to look for him for several minutes. It was hilarious. George got an ovation.

All of you need to join us. They are doing "The Reduced Complete Works of Shakespeare" on Labor Day weekend. They have already recruited George to play all of the corpses."

"You know, you are a really bad influence on George," Mo said.

"Yeah," Martha said with a dreamy smile.

Another gallon of water left the tub.

"It's a good thing Inga has the ladies gym open. Between Mike and Janie's food we need all the help we can get," Mo said.

"And Pedro's," Wendy added. "Those Puerto Rican seafood empanadillas are bad enough but those fried sweet plantains have to be illegal."

"And the mofongo," Mo added. I do wish it wasn't next door to the gym. There is no net gain to the exercises when we go there and pig out afterwards."

"I do wish Inga would cover up the display window though. A person of my position of importance should never be seen sweating," Martha said.

Splashes from every direction made her briefly disappear.

"You know what was strange. Meeting a guy from Allen's previous life," Wendy said.

"Who is that?" Amanda asked.

Mo answered, "Wilson, the florist. The tall skinny one, not Fabio."

"Not Fabio, Franco, he just acts like he is Fabio." Wendy corrected. 

"Wilson was in Jana and Inga's pool when we were walking from Carly's yard to Paula's. Allen, Edie and Ruthie were there and Edie introduced him to us as Allen's good friend from days gone by. It was surreal."

Mo said, "But we learned why Fabio is so fascinated by him. His cock is huge."

Wendy slapped her shoulder so Mo amended her statement by stating, "He is magnificently endowed."

The sisters silently wondered about Wilson's cock until Amanda asked Mo, "Why were you going to see Paula?"

"Just to say hello and to make sure they had everything they needed. She is almost ten years older or almost ten years younger than everybody so we wanted to reassure her that she had friends on both sides of the age gap. I also wanted to see some of Paul's power point lessons"

"Were you two nude?" Martha asked.

"Well of course. It was Sunday afternoon and we did not want to be rude," Wendy answered.

"How did Mo make it past Inga? Allison wondered.

"She didn't," Wendy answered.

The splashes towards Mo were affectionate.

"Is Paula as nice as advertised?"

"Ask Wendy," Mo said. "I was somehow delayed at the pool but when I got to the house Wendy was flat on her back on the couch and a naked Paula was draped over her. 

Even after Paul had shown me some of his power point presentations they were still at it. 

Paul and I went on to Jana and Inga's and relaxed in the pool. While there we asked Ruthie why she was never in her new home and she said she hadn't found her bedroom yet."

Everyone laughed and smiled for a while until Martha remembered their previous conversation and asked Wendy, "Well?".

"Paula's nice," Wendy said with a straight face; which was soon covered by a tsunami.

The attack stopped suddenly when the bench bubblers came on. The sisters adjusted their position on the benches and closed their eyes. 

Ten minutes later after each of the sisters had allowed a moan to escape their lips the bubblers cut off. They refilled their glasses and silently toasted each other. 

Amanda broke the silence when she said, "About our two blocks on Seashore Drive..."

"Give it up, we are not going to sign off on a Holiday Inn," Martha said.

"No, no. I now agree with you guy's on that. But the town does need more guest rooms and I though, why not some bed and breakfast homes? Designed like southern homes, picket fences, flowers and so on. They would look good there."

"Who would own them?" Wendy asked.

"We would and we would hire kids from the City University's hospitality management school to run them. The university is always looking for good places to send them out for their practicals. Ben says that everyone they have sent him for The Seafoam he would have hired if had a place for them"

"How many houses?"

"Twelve, six on each block; two stories, ten guest rooms each and an apartment for our managers. Each B & B would have a big covered patio, a flower garden with benches, and an adults only corner with a hot tub," Amanda answered.

"We lost a lot of business to other towns during the Melody concert and the night after because we had no place to put them. The B&B's will almost double our guest capacity and during concerts the new La Quinta by the highway would still do well."

After a few moments of silence Amanda's sisters looked at her and smiled.

"When did the brat become a shrewd business woman," Allison asked.

"I don't know and I don't like it," Mo said as she splashed Amanda.

Martha said to Amanda, "Flesh it out and bring it up again at our next corporate meeting."

Their corporate meetings were once a month and rotated among their homes. Most meetings were pure gossip sessions.

The next one would be at Mo and Marie's house. 

It has a big gazebo and any real business usually took place there because the gazebo had a big table and wi-fi. 

Marie always had Chef Mike provide excellent food for them

Unknown to most in town the sisters jointly owned several parcels of land throughout the county. The land that Ben had purchased to build Felicity Center had been purchased from them after he had convinced the sisters that he would come through with his promises to reinvent the town. 

The consortium headed by Harry that purchased the land for all three of the Cloverleaf Estates was purchased from them.

They still owned most of the undeveloped land west of Felicity Boulevard all the way to the county line, the most appealing of which were the two blocks directly across from the beach park. 

MacDuff Interests Group had assets worth hundreds of millions. 

After inheriting it from their father the sisters were the MacDuff Interests Group.

Martha added, "When we meet at Mo's bring drawings and cut outs from Southern Living, Better Homes and Gardens and so on so we can decide what kind of home would look natural there.

Everyone bring your questions and ideas then. Wendy, you will need to bring Jim in on this. Sam too I think."

Mo said, "We need to meet earlier and do the business first. If we have lunch first it may be an hour or two before we have Amanda's full attention."

The meetings at Mo and Marie's were entertaining thanks to the byplay between Amanda and Mike. All knew that Amanda's next pussy would not be an Oscar winner but an award-winning chef.

Her sisters gently splashed Amanda as she blushed.

"Martha, you will soon be only one to have escaped Mike, I wish you luck," Mo said to her.

The sisters immediately saw the tell all-smile on her face and splashed away as they laughed out loud.

After the deluge Amanda said, "Bringing in Sam and Jim to the meeting is a good idea, they would keep us from going too wild with our plans."

Her sisters again changed their minds about drowning her and just nodded. Then they splashed her.

Amanda was beaming. Her sisters had approved a business plan from her, a rarity. 

Her sisters were waiting for her to gloat so they could drown her again but Amanda remained silent, much to their disappointment.

Then they splashed her again anyway.

A few minutes of silence interrupted by a few giggles later Amanda asked Martha, "How was Hot Springs?"

"Fabulous, we had thermal baths and massages that rejuvenated us each evening."

Mo said to Martha, "You know, for old people you and George sure fuck a lot."

More water was splashed and once again all wore big smiles after the altercation ended.

Amanda said, "I have been very busy lately. A bunch of people moving in and nobody leaving town. Half of the third Cloverleaf Estates is sold and not a single home is finished."

"Who is buying out there? Martha asked.

Some of the gay guy's are. Some have asked for backyard gates to the neighbors. Wilson and Franco have already paid for their house. Two of the guys from the Playhouse bought one. The other two have wives that work in the city so they will be commuting for a while but the wives are already looking for work in Felicity. Oh one of them works in a TV studio, remind me to tell Carly or Robby. 

Wederman has moved into his playhouse building but has decided to stop acting and is looking for his replacement."

Wendy said, "Joyce and Valras' sons are very talented. I will tell them of the opportunity."

"Leslie likes them. They seem to be good friends," Amanda said.

"Is Petra the younger still staying with her?" Martha asked Wendy.

"Yes. They are putting on a show that they are looking for a place for her and her mom to live but are having the worst of luck. I doubt they will find a suitable place in the next twenty years or so." 

"That would be nice," Mo said. "Getting dumped by Beth like Leslie was made me angry, especially to do it on Felicity Day during the luncheon. I am also mad that I did not see it and offer some help."

"It was your engagement day, you were distracted. Thankfully Marina noticed and helped her through it. Karen said it took her two nights," Wendy said.

"Petra the elder still with Edna?"

"Yes. Edna says she likes Petra in her home so she can take care of the aquariums while she is gone with Ruthie. Petra says she likes taking care of the aquariums. Both know they are not fooling anybody."

"Is all of Cloverleaf one and two sold?" Allison asked.

"No, there is still W 1, the only two bedroom house in the bunch. The couple that opened the Starbucks came by to look at it this week so I have hopes. The house involved in the scam is being held by the court until the mess is straightened out. That may be a while."

"Anyone know of anything else we need to talk about? To gossip about?"

"Yeah but they are here," Mo said.

She was gifted with the last tidal wave of the afternoon.

As they left the tub and dried themselves off their giggles continued unabated. They went inside and all jumped into Wendy's bed. After just a few moments they began to try to push one another off the bed just as they had done as kids. 

All her sisters ganged up on Wendy so she hit the floor first.

As she stood she saw a smiling Jim standing there with a towel around his waist. He had been in the shower. All the tits and pussies were exposed.

He said, "Oh wow. Which one do I do first?"

Wendy launched herself at him and they were suddenly wrestling on the floor. Encouraged by her sisters Wendy soon had Jim pinned down. 

Then her assault suddenly stopped, the sisters heard a deep moan.

They saw that Jim's towel had come loose.

"Oh man, you were winning." Mo groaned.

Amanda said, "I'm leaving. I'm too young to be exposed to this."

She was sprinting towards the door before the others jumped out of bed. She grabbed her t-shirt in full stride and easily beat them to her bike. 




Felicity Ch. 21



Martha pretended to give chase but paused to put on her t-shirt before going to her car. 

Allison said, "I hear Sophie calling me," and walked towards her house across the way. Mo shrugged her shoulders, kissed Jim and Wendy than took Allison's hand and walked with her towards her own home on the other side of the willows. Neither had bothered to dress.

Wendy was already fucking her husband hard. The fuck did not last long as neither held anything back.

After they managed normal breathing Jim said, to Wendy, "Did you know I was the happiest man in the world?"

"Really? That makes us a perfect match since I am the happiest woman in the world."

Pretty much the same breathless conversation was occurring on Martha and George's bed. 

Allison was not able to speak yet as her mouth was full of Sophie's pussy. What Sophie was saying was unintelligible.

Amanda's release was taking place next to her husband Rick's vegetable garden in their back yard, which was where she found him. She had not given him the chance to stand up. Even though one of her backyard gates was open she figured her husband would not mind the attack. 

Mo was on the phone. "How much longer?" she whined to Marie.

"I am on my way to Midway."

"Come straight to the bedroom when you get home."

"Are you naked? Do you have two fingers on your clit?"

"Yes, Yes."

What ensued was the first phone sex between them, .... and the cab driver. For safety reasons she had to pull to the side of the road for a minute Mo was naked on their driveway when Marie got home. As usual love trumped unpacking.



Felicity Ch. 22



She was tall, beautiful, and a successful model at sixteen. 

She had been beaten and forced into sex at the age of nineteen. The attack was by a prop man that worked at a large studio and he had been murdered before his case went to trial. 

Suspicion had been centered on Fiona's American father but he had an airtight alibi he had been in Texas and Fiona had not told him she had been raped.

No one had been charged with the murder.

Claudette was Fiona's best friend in the business and the most responsible for helping her put the attack behind her. Claudette counseled and encouraged her for over a year before Fiona had the courage to return to work.

Claudette was the top model in London at that time. At the age of twenty-six she had made and spent a lot of money. She had partied with princes and rock stars. She knew aristocracy and mobsters. 

Fiona suspected that her attackers demise had been at Claudette's request. She certainly knew people that could accomplish that.

Fiona worshipped her.

Fiona was twenty-five with a flourishing career when Claudette showed up unannounced at her flat one evening, not an unusual occurrence. She brought with her what she claimed to be the most delicious wine she had ever tasted.

Fiona did not normally drink but out of politeness she drank half a glass with Claudette, toasting her friend. 

The drink had been drugged.

When Fiona regained consciousness she was naked, tied to her bed with her arms and legs spread apart. She was being slapped on her face hard. 

Claudette was in the process of slapping her again when she saw Fiona's big blue eyes staring at her in shock and disbelief. Claudette gave Fiona an angry, hate filled smile then bent her head and bit one of Fiona's breasts until she had drawn blood. While savaging her breast with her teeth Claudette plunged three fingers into Fiona's pussy. 

Fiona had recovered enough to realize that Claudette was also naked, that she was being forced into sex again, this time by the woman she had trusted implicitly, the woman that could have had her body just by asking.

Fiona decided that she was not going to give Claudette the pleasure of screaming or begging for mercy. She stared at Claudette in silence and endured. This seemed to infuriate Claudette and she slapped Fiona hard.

There was a short period of time when the assault stopped. Her attacker was out of Fiona's field of vision.

Fiona had hoped that it was over but soon saw that the worse was yet to come. Claudette had strapped on an impossibly large dildo and was in the process of mounting her. 

The only cock of any kind to have ever penetrated Fiona's pussy had been on her late attacker.

Typically he had a small dick, which had been removed by his murderer. 

Fiona did pleasure herself regularly but used only her slender fingers.

The monster cock between Claudette's legs was at least ten inches long and very wide. Fiona expected it to hurt but when Claudette forced herself into her pussy the intensity of the pain was such that Fiona briefly lost consciousness. Although she still had not made a sound she could not keep a tear from rolling down her cheek.

Claudette stopped in mid stroke and stared at the tear as it rolled down Fiona's cheek. She saw the pain in Fiona's face. She sat back and pulled the dildo out of the savaged cunt.

It was coated with blood. 

Fiona had closed her eyes and had steeled herself for another penetration but instead felt Claudette leave the bed. Fiona was alone for nearly half an hour. When Claudette returned to the bedroom she was dressed and had obviously been crying. She looked at Fiona one last time and walked briskly out of the room. The last thing Fiona remembered from that night was the sound of a sob, never sure whose it was.

She awoke in a hospital bed. The nurse told her that she had been there two days and had lost a lot of blood. 

"If your friend had not called the police and insisted they check on you it would have been fatal. You have a lot of stitches in you."

Fiona absorbed the data and slipped into a deep sleep.

Five months after the attack she returned to work, no longer as the beautiful girl next door but as the ice queen that none could have. Her career skyrocketed and she amassed a fortune.

There were more assaults for her to endure, the most telling one by the press. Fiona had her fill of being vulnerable and had started an intense martial arts regimen. As muscles appeared on her body the press began speculation on her sexuality and femininity. Her job offers began to dwindle.

A pleasant early June assignment in the U. S. turned ugly when a tall model from Africa physically attacked her on location in Florida. Fiona rendered her unconscious with two well-placed blows, breaking her attackers nose and a rib. Every one knew that Fiona had not initiated the fight and was simply defending herself. The other model was generally regarded as a world-class bitch. 

However, the witnesses were aghast by the viciousness of the blows and as the ambulance sped away Fiona saw sympathy forming for her attacker. 

That was the last straw. 

She called her agency and left a message saying she had just retired.

Fiona left the South Beach location and kept driving until she found herself sitting by a river outside a small town in central Texas, her father's original home.

In her mind she thought, "This is far enough."

She bought a large piece of land with a beautiful small lake. She built a large cabin for herself and settled into her solitude. She went to the small town for groceries once a week and ran the trails on her property everyday. She had her exercise equipment, her library, and her music center. She practiced yoga and worked at achieving peace with the world.

She was completely unaware of the worldwide search for her. Her father assured all concerned that she was just fine and simply needed time to recharge. Her father and her sister were the only two people who knew her whereabouts.

She was also unaware that after the video of the attack from the African model had become public she had become a heroine. People cheered as they saw the woman crumple to the ground from the knockout blows. 

The woman was even forced to make a public apology to Fiona or kiss her career goodbye.

Had Fiona known any of this she would not have cared.

In October she went to London and packed what was important to her and shipped it to her new home. It was a lot less than she expected. 

Her father and her sister Bobbi were the only ones to know of her return and quick departure. They were happy with her decision to seek a new life away from the spotlight. 

Fiona's sister's life would soon lead her to Texas too. Fiona would not be completely alone in the new world.

Her arrival had caused a lot of speculation in the small Texas town. Even though she looked like a supermodel her British accent and her formal, very reserved demeanor kept most at arms length, that and the fact that she was six feet tall, athletic, and seemed to keep an undercurrent of anger within her.

If anyone had recognized her they kept it to themselves. In typical Texas fashion she was simply allowed to be.

Years later Fiona's quiet life changed when she was visiting a state park that features a series of cascades and small falls. When she first heard the voice it sent chills down her back. Then she saw her, Claudette.

She was leading a group of children down a trail as she explained to them what they were seeing. She was perhaps fifteen pounds heavier; her trademark blonde hair was now brown and cut short but Fiona was sure it was she.

Anger boiled in Fiona and she would have attacked her then if not for the children present.

Keeping herself out of her view she followed Claudette until she saw her get into a school bus with the kids. 

"How delicious," she thought. "She has become a school teacher."

Fiona made a note of the school districts name on the bus and, on the pretext of trying to return property left behind at the park, managed to get the name of the school and the teachers that sponsored the trip from the districts office. None of the three teachers was named Claudette however.

Fiona had repressed all memory of her after the attack. She had told the police that she did not see her attacker, never knowing why she did so.

By the time Fiona had recovered and was back working speculation on Claudette's whereabouts had died down. 

Some guessed that she knew Fiona's attacker and was hiding in fear of retaliation if she talked. Some feared she had been killed. 

But eventually everyone became satisfied with the rumor that she went to work in Australia because they liked bigger bodied, older models. Smug meanness was as popular as ever.

Slowly Fiona concentrated her memory on what she knew of Claudette. That she used a professional name was obvious. That she was American came next. Was she from Texas? Fiona did not remember and wondered if she ever knew. 

She hired a private investigator to do a background check on the three teachers whose name she had.

A week later she sat on her porch in the cabin as she mulled over the report. All three were married. One had a child that was twelve so she was eliminated from consideration. The other two seemed to be the wrong age, one too young, one too old. 

The older woman may have been the one but Fiona allowed the possibility that it may not have been Claudette she saw at the state park.

Her mind drifted as the moon rose until she was suddenly jolted by a seemingly random pattern firing of neurons. She opened the report and looked at the birth date of the older woman. It was the day of her attack, Claudette's birthday. The woman would have turned thirty-five on that date. That was Claudette.

Fiona planned her revenge carefully. School would be out for the summer soon. Claudette's husband was an accountant and he would be leaving her alone at their house every day. Fiona toyed with the idea of waiting a few days so she could be sure Claudette would be alone. 

She could not wait. 

She was parked down her street when the husband went to work on the first Monday of summer vacation. Barely containing her rising fury she rang the doorbell as soon as he was out of sight.

Claudette recognized Fiona immediately. Shock was quickly followed by fear in her eyes. Fiona shoved her roughly into the house and shut the door behind her. She slapped Claudette's face sharply then continued pushing her down the hallway until she saw a room with a bed. 

Claudette was wearing a robe that Fiona roughly stripped off her body. She shoved the naked Claudette onto the bed.

Fiona reached into her bag and brought out four strands of rope and tied Claudette. 

Fiona's mind had registered that Claudette was not resisting but it was not until she herself was naked that she realized that Claudette was accepting her fate, accepting her punishment.

That infuriated Fiona just as her stoicism had provoked Claudette and she slapped her hard twice, drawing blood from her lip. She mauled Claudette's breast with viciousness and drew blood with her teeth. 

She went back to the bag and brought out the strap on dildo. It was bigger than the one Claudette used on her.

Fiona saw her former friends eyes widen when she saw the gigantic plastic cock. She then saw a very sad smile spread across Claudette's lips. Fiona slapped her again then paced the room.

This was not working the way she wanted. The fury was rapidly draining out of her body.

She was done.

Slowly he unbuckled the unused strap on. A spike of anger flared and she hurled the thing against a wall.

Fiona took a deep breath and sat on the bed next to Claudette. She spoke the first words either had uttered since she had been attacked.

"Why?"

Claudette looked at Fiona in disbelief. She had stopped her attack before exacting full revenge

"You were always better than me," Claudette said with a glance at the dildo on the floor. 

"Prettier, younger, more bankable. You had zoomed past me in the industry. I was getting old and fat. My pampered life was coming to an end and I was mad at the world, but especially you. Your fame and fortune were assured. I thought I hated you."

"You called for help," Fiona said. "You stayed in London until I had recovered. Where you waiting to be arrested?"

Claudette nodded and said, "Yes. I left town when I heard that you said you had not seen your attacker. I had no intention of injuring you. When I saw you looking at me with such great disappointment in your eyes I got angry and shoved the dildo into you. I had not lubricated it. I did not expect your pussy to be so small. The pain I saw on your face forced me to see myself for what I was, and what you really meant to me."

There was a long silence that continued as Fiona untied Claudette then dressed. Claudette sat up in bed and watched in silence. 

Leaving the dildo on the floor Fiona left the bedroom and headed for the front door. Claudette followed.

As Fiona stepped onto the walkway she turned to look at Claudette, or rather at Teresa Green, still nude, framed by the open doorway.

"Fiona," Teresa said. "I was in love with you then. I still am. Did you love me?"

Fiona nodded yes, got in her car and drove away.

That evening she was sitting at her cabin by the lake feeling very tired. She watched as the moon rose and watched the trailing Jupiter for a while. 

Suddenly Fiona burst into tears and cried for the first time in many years. She knew she could not hold them back so she allowed her tears to flow. 

Thirty minutes later she was down to infrequent sobs. 

Her anger had vanished. She felt her shoulders relax.

When it was over she went to bed and had her first truly restful sleep in years.

The following morning she sat naked on her porch. She was caressing her pussy as a prelude to masturbation, relishing the fact it would be the first one in years not coming from angry need.

It was her thirtieth birthday.

She saw movement on the porch of the cabin directly across the lake from her and picked up her binoculars to look. 

She saw a pretty redhead, naked and masturbating just like she was.

She kept her binoculars trained on the woman as she began to masturbate in earnest. 

The woman must have noticed something because she picked up her own binoculars and trained them on Fiona.

Fiona waved at her, the woman waved back. 

They watched each other masturbate to orgasms.

Fiona could feel the wide grin on her face, the first in years. She had forgotten how enjoyable sex was.

The woman was waving at her. She was signaling that she wanted Fiona to come over.

Fiona put her kayak in the water and started her trip across the lake immediately. She had not bothered to dress.

As she neared the other cabin she began to giggle. The warm sun and the cool morning breeze on her naked body made her feel alive. The glide of her vessel over the still water as she effortlessly propelled her way across the lake made her body sing. 

The smiling naked woman waiting for her on the shore had her sex juices flowing. That morning her new life began.

The woman simply took her hand and led her to her bed. A dozen orgasms coursed between them before they introduced themselves.

"Hi, I'm Clara," the redhead said.



Felicity Ch. 23



Clara sat in the gloom in the kitchen of her lake cabin. The sun had set without her. Soon no sunsets would have her adoring gaze. She was terminally ill.

She had considered going home to Felicity but decided that it would be cruel to have her mother and sisters watch her die. She did not want them to suffer too. Her cancer had spread throughout her body. 

She had known that her doctor's hopeful recital of her treatment options was ultimately going to be futile. Her denial stage had passed quickly. The lump still in her breast had told her she had waited too long. 

There was never any anger. As she reviewed her life she realized she had wasted it in pursuit of a career. She had amassed a considerable amount of money so she had convinced herself that she was happy. 

A corporate attorney, she focused her life on climbing the corporate ladder which she did rapidly, until hitting an invisible ceiling. She had refused to acknowledge its presence too. 

Funny, after she resigned her law firm had seen her worth and tried to lure her back. She had never told them of her illness. 

Her personal life had been reduced to quick, short-lived affairs with co-workers and clients, male and female. The only thing she had ever done for herself was to buy the cabin by the lake. 

Once a month she went there to decompress. Over the last six months she had been there every weekend. Now, at the age of thirty-six, she was there to die. 

She sat in a chair in her kitchen allowing the gloom to engulf her, mentally and physically. She had not moved for hours. Suddenly there was movement behind her. Her eyes were accustomed to the dark and she saw a form moving past her left shoulder. 

Her anger surged. She sprang at the form violently. Something went clattering to the floor after she delivered her first blow. The form had apparently not seen her sitting in the dark and was caught by surprise. 

Clara had been a fitness nut, spending long hours at the gym. It was in fact her noticeable lack of stamina that led to her first complete physical exam in her life less than a year before.

Her anger had returned some of her quickness and strength. She pummeled the creature with swift blows and soon the form was on the floor.

?Somewhere in her mind an observation formed that the battle had been won too easily. Her intruder was weak and small. Her foe had not defended itself. 

Clara picked up a metal stool intending to crush the intruder's skull when a ray of moonlight penetrated the kitchen and she saw her adversary clearly.

It was not human. 

It was not of Earth. 

It had impossibly large almond shaped eyes on a somewhat triangular head, a mouth with no lips, a completely hairless very pale skin. 

The alien did not appear formidable and in fact was barely the same size as the diminutive Clara herself. There was "humanity" there. Its face stopped Clara's final blow. 

She had just seen that same face that morning in her hospital room mirror. It was the infinitely sad face of someone waiting for death. 

Clara threw the stool across the room and sat on the chair she had occupied for hours. Adrenalin was withdrawn from her blood stream and she began to tremble, a flood of tears came. For the first time since her diagnosis she cried.

The alien on the floor blinked its eyes in confusion, not daring to move, in obvious pain.

Clara took a closer look at it as her tears subsided. Somehow Clara came to the conclusion that it was female. She seemed to still be awaiting her fate. 

A small movement outside the kitchen caught her eye. It was a small alien, its eyes wide in panic. 

"Great," Clara thought, "I almost killed somebody's mother." 

Her tears returned as she tried to convince the little one that she was not a danger to him. Eventually she rose from her seat with a sad sigh and gently picked up the alien. Using all her strength Clara carried her to the living room couch. 

She motioned the small one to come in and sit with his mother. She returned to the kitchen and prepared a bag of ice for the alien. 

Her eye caught sight of the object that had clattered to the floor when she first struck the creature. It was one of her coffee mugs. She picked it up and smelled it. It had the aroma of chicken broth. 

She began to put a possible scenario together. The two are stranded nearby. Clara had very set and precise habits which included arriving at the cabin around nine on Friday nights and leaving by two in the afternoon on Sundays or Mondays. 

It was Wednesday night. No one would expect her to be there. She had not turned on a light, she had not moved from the kitchen chair. She had upset the alien's timing. 

She searched the pantry for cans of chicken broth. She bought them by the case at the wholesale mega giant. It had been her primary form of nourishment for weeks. 

Opening a large can she poured broth into a mug and some into a small cup. She warmed them up just a bit and carried them to the living room along with the ice bag.

The alien had not moved from the couch but the small one was now sitting at the end of the sofa. Clara was hurt to see the fear in its eyes. 

Fear turned to surprise when she handed it the small cup of broth. Clara watched as what appeared to be a combination tongue/tentacle/straw was lowered into the broth and immediately lowered the level of liquid in the cup. 

"Fascinating" she thought, using Mr. Spock's voice in her head. 

Clara turned her attention to the mother and looked for buttons or a zipper on her tunic.

She could not find a way to open it. The alien sensed what Clara wanted and pressed a spot on the hem of her tunic which opened seemingly on its own power. 

The first thing Clara noticed was the presence of tits, somewhat smaller than her own and apparently without nipples. The second thing she noted were the glowing red areas, the places where her blows had landed. 

She took the bag of ice and gently rubbed the bruises with it. The alien flinched but otherwise made no move. It did not take Clara long to see that her first aid was doing some good. The red marks became less angry and eventually settled into a pale pink. 

Clara put the ice away and helped the alien sit up on the couch. She placed the mug of broth into her hands. Clara turned to look at the small one and noticed he had drained his cup. Clara got up and took the cup from him as she gave it a reassuring smile while softly caressing his cheek. She went to the kitchen and refilled the cup. 

When she returned she saw that his mother had drained hers. They were obviously very hungry, yet she had not missed any cans of broth. They must have been rationing themselves just so she would not. 

She took the mug and refilled it for her. A few minutes later Clara re-inspected the alien mom's bruises and saw that the pink areas were slowly fading into her normal milky bluish white color. 

One of her bruises was just past a breast and as Clara leaned over to inspect the area for discoloration her hand accidentally covered the soft mound. 

The alien squirmed a bit and Clara quickly removed her hand. The breast now had a small nipple. 

Clara gave the alien an apologetic smile. The alien's eyes smiled back. There may have been a touch of wistfulness in her expression. 

Clara sat in her recliner and watched her guest use her strange oral appendage to sip her second mug of broth. She guessed that with a mouth that was just a slit their food needed to be liquid or small enough to swallow whole. She assumed there were no teeth, as there did not appear to be a lower jaw. 

Their eyes were amazingly expressive. The emotions that she picked up from the two were solely from their eyes. There did not seem to be any facial muscles except around the orbs. 

Their lack of hair did not register as odd in Clara's mind. It had been months since her own body had any hair at all. 

The alien's tunic was still open and Clara found herself gazing at the breasts. The nipple her accidental caress brought from hiding was still visible and there now seemed to be a small bump where the other nipple should be. 

Clara wondered how they came to be stranded, where they were from. Their hunger told Clara that they must have run out of their own food a long time ago. She wondered if they had been marooned for years.

Lastly she wondered how long since the alien last had sex. Her own last sex had been with the tall blonde that lived in the cabin opposite the lake from hers, nearly a year ago. Clara suspected her guest had gone much longer. 

She felt movement and noticed that the little one had crawled onto the recliner with her and was almost immediately asleep. 

Just like a child. His terror of her had morphed into a feeling of safety by food and a gentle caress. 

The long day, the stress of the evening, her failing body all conspired against Clara. She was falling asleep. Clara propped the legs of the recliner up, hugged the youngster to her and kissed his head. 

His mother's eyes registered pleased surprise as Clara fell into a deep sleep.

When Clara awoke the next morning her only thoughts centered on beating back the pain in her body. She staggered into her bedroom and opened her still packed suitcase. She found her green and pink pills and swallowed them quickly.

She removed her clothing and went to her shower to wait for the pills to take effect. By the time she left the shower she felt like she could function around the pain. By the time she sat on her rocking chair on the back porch, nude but for her baseball cap, she felt as good as she would ever get. 

Her coffee, her view of the pretty little lake from her porch, the soft breeze all allowed her to ease back into near normalcy. That was when she recalled her vivid dream about aliens.

She smiled at herself when she realized that she missed the fantasy aliens. "Maybe in my next dream I could have sex with the mom", she thought to herself as she idly caressed her pussy. 

Her mind slipped into a reverie of her nearest neighbor across the lake, Fiona. They had made love several times in the years she had owned her cabin. 

It started on a morning just like this one. She was as now, naked and playing with her pussy. The sun reflected a glint from the porch of the cabin at the other end of the small lake. Clara always had binoculars by her side for viewing the abundant wildlife in the area. When she trained them on the source of the glint she was surprised to see a stunning blonde, equally naked, also playing with her pussy. She had her own binoculars trained on her. 

The woman paused to wave at Clara. Clara paused to wave at the woman. They watched each other masturbate. The woman had her cum first, apparently she had been watching Clara for a while and was closer. 

She kept her binoculars trained on Clara until she had her own cum. Clara knew that the blonde understood that being watched greatly enhances the experience.

Her occasional lover would not be at her cabin now. It was early October and she would be back home in England. 

Clara's pussy was trying hard to push past the effects of the medication. Her fingers tried to bring her clit to life. A sudden sharp pain shot through the knuckles of her hand causing her to yelp and stop all her motion. She looked at her hand and noticed swelling and discoloration on her knuckles. She looked at her other hand and saw discoloration there too. 

The skin on the back of her neck crawled. She bolted up way too fast and had to fight a wave of nausea on her way to the kitchen. As she stood and surveyed the scene within she initially saw nothing out of place. The metal stool was upright; there were no cups in the sink, just a small cup on the drain board. 

Again her skin tingled with its own life. There should not have been a cup on the drain board. She had just arrived yesterday and she had no food or drink after she arrived. 

"Was the mug in which I poured my coffee on the drain board when I picked it up?" she wondered.

A mixture of dread and hope led Clara to the trash bin. The only thing in it was a large can of chicken broth. Clara felt faint. She returned to the porch and sat in her rocker, her mind in such turmoil that she had a difficult time keeping a coherent thought. She forced herself to relax. She took a sip of her now cold coffee and noted that there was a small chip broken off the base of the mug. 

Now she knew, it had not been a dream. Somewhere around her she had new neighbors. 

The first option she discarded was notifying the authorities. Her two guests would quickly be at the center of a zoo. She would not wish that on them, assuming anyone believed her in the first place.

Her second option, protecting them indefinitely, was also out of the question. Her time was short. 

The only thing left was to work on getting them rescued. 

She was dressed with her car keys in her hand before she realized she had given herself a mission. She bypassed the nearest small town and drove out to the big city. As she drove she used her cell phone to sign up for satellite TV with Internet connections. 

At the megamart she loaded her basket with cases of broth and cream soups. She bought an iMac with the Pentium chip. At the electronics store she bought a HAM radio, a large antenna and every gadget for transmitting and receiving signals she could find. 

She was exhausted when she returned to the cabin. She placed two brand new mugs on the table with a pot full of chicken broth sitting on a small warmer. 

She set out every gadget she had purchased at the electronics store on the counter, which included a set of tools. 

She turned off every light except the stove light and went to bed. She had hoped to be back up in time to visit with them but there was no chance.

She slept until she was awakened by pain the following morning. It was not a good day for her physically. The pain was just under unbearable all day. She did notice that the broth was gone and the pot was clean and on the drain board.

The large mug she had bought for the mom was also on the drain board. The one she bought for the little one was not to be found. He apparently liked it. It had a photo of Daffy Duck as Duck Dodgers.

Most interesting, however, was that about a third of the electronic gadgets and the set of tools were gone. 

Clara found the next few days exhausting even though she did very little physically. She did manage to stay awake long enough each evening to share a broth meal with her alien guests. 

Clara could not communicate with them or they with she, even though she saw the mother and child communicate with each other somehow. 

She became fond of them, grateful for their company. She continued to refill their mugs during dinner until the mother declined. The child never stopped eating until his mother apparently told him he was done. Clara decided he must be a boy. 

When he arrived on Tuesday morning Clara paid the satellite dish installer extra to hook up every device and mount every antenna. She could now communicate with the world and could hope that her friends could find a way to communicate with theirs. 

Her body continued its betrayal and at the end of the day Clara had just enough energy to sit in her rocker and watch the sunset. 

As the stars appeared Clara saw her aliens "walk on water" towards her porch. It had taken Clara three days of seeing the spectacle to realize that they were walking on a transparent platform an inch or so above the water level. She surmised their ship was under the lake. 

Seeing them lifted Clara's spirits and she joined them for dinner. After eating Clara felt better and led the boy to the TV. After a very quick lesson on how to use the remote the small one was happily clicking through channels like every other male in the universe. 

While he was thus occupied Clara led the mom to the computer. 

She googled star charts and soon found one that displayed the stars by location of viewer and the day of the year. She input that days date and time. She adjusted the chart so it showed viewing southwest. She led the alien to the porch and pointed at the sky, then showed her that the computer had the same image. 

Clara then asked the question she had most wanted to ask. In a series of gestures she asked the mom where her home was. Her expression told Clara that it was not in the October field. She clicked on November with no change of expression. She went month by month until her new friend's agitation stopped her on the month of March. 

The alien pointed at a small yellow-orange star in the constellation identified as Coma Berenices. Clara had never heard of it.

Clara needed to think clearly so she vacated the desk chair and invited her companion to sit at the computer. As she watched her experiment with the mouse and the keyboard Clara sat in the recliner and mulled over her new information. 

She realized that she would not get to see them go home. Assuming that they could figure out a way to signal for help they had to wait until March to send the signal. She would not live that long. Clara had come to the cabin hoping to just make it through Christmas. 

She had even contracted for a visiting nurse to check on her after Thanksgiving.

The problem would have to wait for tomorrow. Her body and mind were shutting down for the day. She went to the little one and kissed his head as she hugged him. He hugged her back. She walked behind the desk chair and leaned over her alien friend and kissed her head as she caressed her shoulders. Clara felt her caress her hands. She went to bed. 

The next morning was a bit better for Clara and by the time she finished her shower her pills were working well. She walked out of her bedroom naked as usual to have get her coffee and enjoy her porch. 

As she moved to the kitchen two things entered her awareness. The TV was still on and it was a dark cloudy day. 

On her way to the porch she saw her alien companion was still at the computer. The little one was still clicking through channels. When he saw Clara the little one ran to her for a hug. His mother turned and saw her and walked to her for a hug too. Neither took note of her nudity. 

The mom accompanied her to the porch. Clara shivered when the cold wind hit her. Autumn's first cold front had arrived. She turned and walked back into the cabin. Clara pulled a throw blanked out of a cedar chest, wrapped it around her shoulders and sat in the recliner to drink her coffee. Her guest shadowed her every move and even refilled her coffee mug for her. 

She went back to the computer and Clara immediately noticed that overnight she had become proficient in its use. She was glad that she had left it on the Apple OS. 

She was soon printing something. Clara expected that she would be printing a star calendar or specs for communications equipment. What was printed was a letter to her.

It read, "I am Ohn. My child is Ohnling. We are friends. We love you. We thank you for lives. Our family knows we on this planet but not where. Power to navigation and communication gone. Ship will fly but we can not tell it where to go. I place sign in Internet will be seen by monitors. 

What name you problem" 

Clara was relived that she would not need to live through March. 

She was surprised by the sadness she felt at the realization that they would soon be gone. She was not surprised that her alien had some knowledge of the written English language.

It took her a minute to realize that the last line on her note was a question. Clara walked over to the computer and googled "breast cancer terminal," the first time she had ever referred to her condition as such, then returned to her recliner. 

Ohn stayed at the computer for about an hour. Clara saw her go through a dizzying array of medical sites that illustrated the physiology and the biochemistry of her illness. She dozed for a while then took a short trip to the bathroom. 




Felicity Ch. 23



As she returned to her recliner Ohn intercepted her and gently began to feel her breasts. Clara directed her hand to the lump in her right breast. Ohn felt around it until a look of what appeared to be irritation showed in her eyes. 

She made to return back to the computer but stopped and helped Clara into her recliner. Her eyes told Clara that the irritation she saw was not with her. 

She pressed her cheek against Clara's cheek, her hand cupped Clara's healthy breast. Clara felt sounds being transmitted to her head. 

Clara realized that he aliens talked but at a frequency humans could not hear. 

As soon as Clara was settled Ohn returned to the computer. Some important piece of information fought to make itself heard in Clara's brain but could not make headway through the numbness of her mind. It went dormant.

Clara dozed and when Ohn stirred her awake she found a mug of warm chicken broth by her chair. She saw an empty Duck Dodgers cup next to a sleeping Ohnling. Ohn was sitting on the sofa by her sleeping child, drinking her broth and looking at Clara with concern. A storm raged outside. 

Clara smiled at Ohn and drank her broth. Her breasts were exposed and she saw Ohn study them. 

Clara wished she felt well enough to invite Ohn to play with them. She did manage to finish her broth and as soon as she did she went to the computer to compose a note for Ohn. She was so tired every step had to be forced. 

She handed the note to her as she went on to bed. It read, "I am Clara. I am happy to know you.

I am sorry I hit you. I never hurt friends. 

I am glad you will be able to go home soon. I will miss you.

I am sorry I do not feel well enough to make love to you. 

You are beautiful." 

It took Ohn a few minutes to assimilate the information on the note. She had to ask the computer about making love and was completely taken aback by the tidal wave of porn sites. She eventually clicked onto a site on women in love and it clicked in her mind. 

A female attending another female's needs was a popular and accepted practice among her kind.

Being referred to as beautiful puzzled her. She had some understanding of the term as used on Earth but it was not a term used at her home. People and things may be pleasant or useful but the concept of beautiful was not something she could grasp. 

One click led her to a phrase that put it in perspective.

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." 

It was not important whether Ohn thought she was beautiful. She was important to Clara and Clara's eyes saw her as beautiful. Ohn looked at her sleeping child and saw immediately the he was beautiful. She knew without looking that Clara was too.

Ohn secured the cabin and turned off all the lights and the television as if it was her own home. She opened the cedar chest and pulled out two blankets, covered her child with one and herself with the other. She had missed two sleep cycles and was very much ready for one now. She allowed her body to slip into a rest.

The following morning Clara barely made it from the bed to the recliner. Ohn fixed her coffee and her broth. The recliner was big enough for Ohnling to sit next to her without crowding her. He spent a major part of the day there. 

She thought she saw a spat between mother and child. He apparently wanted her to do something and she was resisting. 

Clara wondered why she could not stay awake. The storm had abated but it was obviously a gloomy day. She spent the entire day at the recliner watching Ohn at he computer and holding the little one as he flipped through TV channels. 

The following morning Clara felt rather well even if a bit tired. She toyed with the idea of skipping her pills but decided to take them anyway. She thought that she had just awakened before her pain did and wanted to keep it at bay today. 

She could not find her medications. A rough search for them yielded no results but she felt so good that she gave up quickly. 

As she poured her coffee she saw a small glass containing a clear liquid. The word "drink" was on a paper next to it. 

"Ohn fixed me an alien breakfast," thought Clara.

She drank it in one swallow and quickly felt what was likely a sugar rush. "Wow, potent stuff" thought Clara. "Breakfast of champions." 

She was soon on her porch wearing her flannel pajamas and cap, drinking her coffee. It was a brilliantly beautiful morning and Clara smiled to herself. She felt better than she had in months. She wished she had company. She wished she had Ohn's breast in her mouth.

That last thought made Clara chuckle. "There is probably an intergalactic rule against that," she said to herself. 

After some consideration she decided that being horny was a good sign. 

She returned to the kitchen and for the first time in days felt hunger. She wanted something solid to chew on. In the freezer she found a package of frozen mini waffles. She stopped after eating two out of respect for her tummy. It had been a while since it had something solid to work on. 

The computer was on and Clara woke it as she walked by. She looked at the time display and was about to resume her journey out to the porch when her mind detected an anomaly. 

She looked at the time display again and saw it said Sunday. She had gone to bed Wednesday night. Either the computer had a glitch or she had slept through three days. 

She returned to her rocking chair on the porch and searched her mind. She remembered printing a note for Ohn and was quickly embarrassed by what she had written. 

She remembered going to the bedroom and attempt to get in bed. She had failed. She had in fact slid to the floor clinging to her bed covers. A flash image of her on the floor crossed her mind. Another flash of Ohn and the little one looking at her, their eyes full of panic. 

She was made to drink something often. She was sure it was the same stuff she drank that morning, the alien "breakfast" drink.

She remembered the little one cuddled with her in bed. Ohn had slept with her too. Clara understood. She had been at the brink of death. They had pulled her back. 

Tears ran down her cheek in love and gratitude for her alien friends. 

She inspected the surface of the lake for a sign of a ship but saw nothing. A brief moment of panic engulfed her when it occurred to her that they might be gone. 

It abated when she convinced herself that they would not leave her without saying goodbye.

Clara wished to make a special dinner for them. 

She dressed and drove to town and assaulted the supermarket as if on another mission. When she returned home she made a thin cream soup, then another, then another. She ended up with four soups, two fruit drinks, even a liquefied salad, which she soon discarded in favor of vegetable juice. 

Exhausted she took a mid afternoon nap remembering to set her alarm for thirty minutes before sunset. She took a shower after she awoke, marveling at how well she felt. 

She wondered how much time Ohn had bought for her. Weeks, months perhaps, she hoped. 

Clara decided against getting completely dressed. After all they had seen her naked for several days in a row. She wore her flannel shirt unbuttoned and her slippers. The shirt caressed her suddenly alive nipples as she moved. 

Ohn and Ohnling were walking in from the porch door as Clara left her bedroom. The little one rushed to her and Clara surprised herself by having the strength to pick him up and hug him tightly. She plopped him down on his usual chair in front of the TV and as soon as he was occupied clicking through channels Clara took Ohm's hand a led her into the kitchen. 

Her plan was to do it later but Clara found her need too great. She fumbled around the hem of Ohm's tunic until it released. She opened the garment and embraced her, breast to breast. Clara could feel Ohm's nipples growing against her own. They put their cheeks against each other. 

Clara told Ohm, "Thanks. I love you.

" They held their embrace until the little one joined them in the kitchen. He was amazed to see seven cups arranged at his place on the table as there were on his mother's and Clara's places. They sat for dinner. 

Neither woman bothered to close their garment. 

The hit of the dinner was the chicken soup as Clara had expected. Clara had put her best effort into that one and it was the only one she had bothered to write down. She was happy she had made an extra large batch of it. She had used many ingredients with the soup, ran them through a food processor then strained theirs. 

She kept hers a bit chunky. She would later learn that straining was an unnecessary step. 

She wondered if their world had chickens, or something that tasted like chicken. Then though every planet would have something that tasted like chicken, it was an universal rule.

Her giggles surprised her and delighted her guests even though they had no idea why she was giggling. 

After their liquid feast Ohm helped Clara clear the kitchen

while Ohnling went back to the TV. 

When they finished Clara took Ohn's hand and led her to her bed. Ohn lay naked on her back caressing the equally naked Clara as her benefactress kissed her way to her breasts. Her nipples had nearly disappeared during dinner but were stiffly jutting out by the time they got in bed. 

Clara noticed and was very happy to see that Ohn wanted it too. 

Ohn's tits felt strange yet familiar to Clara's face, lips and tongue. The breasts were softer than human yet retained their shape. The nipples had their own, very pleasant taste. The skin itself was smoother.

Clara was wondering if aliens had orgasms and if they did would she be able to tell. Almost immediately Ohn answered the questions with a resounding yes. Her body undulated from head to toe as she held Clara tightly to her breast.

The little one rushed into the room and checked on his mother. Clara felt his mother say something to him. Ohnling eyes displayed a shy, embarrassed smile as he retreated to the den. 

Apparently Ohn was loud when she was cumming.

Clara had not seen a sexual organ between Ohn's legs but by habit she slid her hand down and caressed the area. Something began to form under her hand and Clara soon had a pussy into which she could insert a finger. Ohn had another orgasm. 

Clara began to kiss her way to the newly arrived pussy. Ohn seemed reluctant to allow it but was powerless to slow Clara's descent. 

What Clara saw looked like a small pussy but tasted like alien tit. There was even a nice clit to suck on so Clara did just that. The clit grew and grew until she found herself sucking on a small dick. 

Although surprised by the development she never stopped sucking it. Her aim was to provide pleasure to Ohn and she was obviously doing that. This time Ohn's cum was more subdued, her undulations were soft and gentle. The orgasm seemed to have been centered on her clit/dick in contrast with the others that traveled throughout Ohn's body. 

There had been no ejaculation she could taste.

Ohn pulled her up. Clara kissed her way up and as she kissed Ohn on the cheek she got one more surprise. Ohn's mouth appendage came out and gently pressed against her cheek. Clara kissed her mouth and the appendage gave her the most amazing French kiss in the history of mankind. Clara nearly had an orgasm just from the kiss. 

Ohn worked her way down Clara's body, her amazing appendage bringing pleasure to every inch of skin in its path. When Ohn arrived at Clara's tits her orgasms became continuous. Even the bad tit loved the treatment that amazing instrument in Ohn's mouth was bestowing. Clara saw her nipples become completely surrounded by the appendage and pulled into the small mouth. She wondered if she was going to get them back. 

Clara soon felt Ohn moving downward. She felt her appendage grip her clit and lost complete control. Her cum was monumental. She could hear her groans echo off the walls. When she was nearly done with that orgasm Ohn released the clit and slid the appendage into Clara's pussy. Somewhere deep inside the appendage found a never before touched G spot. Her cum resumed at full force. She had to push Ohn away. 

Death by orgasm is the preferred method of death throughout the universe but Clara wanted to tempt fate many more times before succumbing. 

Ohn had one more surprise for Clara. As she kissed her way up her human lovers body her cock penetrated Clara's pussy. Clara had not had a cock or a dildo in her pussy in over a year. It was tight enough to feel and enjoy the small dick but not bring her to orgasm at that point in time. 

That was good as far as Clara was concerned she did not think she could handle another one. 

Ohn, however, was getting great pleasure from the fuck. When her orgasm hit she held Clara with a surprisingly tight grip. 

Clara embraced her until Ohn's body relaxed. Clara fell asleep in Ohn's arms. 

She was very surprised to see Ohn still in bed with her the next morning. The sun was out and she knew their eyes were too sensitive for bright light. They would not be able to get back to their ship today. 

Clara molded her body around Ohn and kissed her. Her lover stirred then tensed. The sunlight in the room made her pull the covers over her head. Clara chuckled, kissed her again and called her a pussy. She got up and pulled the heavy drapes closed, plunging the room into near darkness. 

Ohn peeked out from the covers and gave Clara a grateful smile. Clara went to the den and saw the little one buried under the cushions of the couch. She draped his blanket over his head and carried him to the bedroom. He did not fully wake up until Clara had him comfortably situated between her and his mother.

The smile he gave them as he snuggled to them could have won the prize for the happiest kid on Earth.

Mother and child soon dozed off. Clara got up and after a quick shower went into the kitchen and fixed her coffee. Another small cup with clear liquid sat next to her favorite coffee mug. 

She drank it with a sense of wonderment and gratitude. She tested the temperature on her porch before venturing out to her rocking chair. She could feel her face stuck on a permanent smile. 

She was tired but it was the good "marathon sex tired" as opposed to the "I am going to die soon tired." 

She again wondered how much extra time she had been given. 

She finished her coffee and went back inside for a refill. As she walked by the computer she pressed the space bar to check whether it was off or sleeping. It had been sleeping and she noted that her wallpaper was now a photo of a star field taken by the Hubble S T.

She recognized it as Coma Berenices. 

She saw a yellow-orange star.

Clara's smile faded. She reminded herself that her guests were temporary. They wanted and needed to go home. "If you love them let them go," flashed in her brain. "I don't fucking want to." She said out loud.

She knew she would allow them to leave without protest or regret. Whether out of love or just because it was the right thing to do did not matter. 

She made herself another cup of coffee and poured two cups of her fruit concoction of the previous day and returned to the bedroom. They both liked their drinks and it even appeared that the little one had been admonished to slow down. 

After the drinks had been finished they settled back in bed, the little one between the women. Clara kissed Ohnling on the cheek. His mother kissed his other cheek. Both then kissed him simultaneously. 

Clara could feel him giggling. Ohn licked the little one's cheek sending him into full gale giggles. Clara licked him too and the child franticaly tried to get away but was trapped by the two women, Clara and Ohn continued to lick his face until he squirmed out from between them and escaped to the foot of the bed.

Clara and Ohn slowly stalked him down the bed while Ohnling tried to contain his giggles. The little one seemed to be pleading for mercy. Clara could almost hear him. 

That one dormant thought that had almost died with Clara jumped to the forefront of her mind. 

They had speech. She had a HAM radio. 

She startled the other two as she flew out of bed and ran to the small alcove that contained the unit. She grabbed the manual, ran back to the bedroom and placed it in Ohn's hand. She went back to the computer and searched for tips in using the instrument.

One hour later they had the unit working and Ohn was transmitting at their first chosen frequency. 

She had calculated that she needed to transmit for one hour out of every eight, day and night. Then they needed to listen. There were a lot of frequencies and it was going to be a slow process. They settled into a routine. 

Clara was made to drink the breakfast potion every two days for the rest of the week, then once every five days, then finally once after 21 days. 

Clara bought heavy drapes for her windows and her aliens seldom left the cabin. The alcove with the HAM radio was converted into a bedroom for Ohnling. They were now a family. 

After their initial burst of lust Clara and Ohn settled into a comfortable relationship. 

Some days were mostly driven by sex but for most it was love. Ohn had taken to wearing Clara' s flannel pajama tops, unbuttoned, while her hostess wore the bottoms, topless.

They each adored the way their respective nipples made love to each other. 

They made a game of the race for the pink bunny slippers, which included some silly days when each wore one. 

They learned to recognize each other's laughter.

The little one was growing quickly. He learned to like eating things other than the chicken soup and he seemed to eat constantly. He was probably 25% bigger than he was the first night Clara saw him. 

Ohn had gained a slight pink hue to her skin and perhaps as many as ten pounds. She still looked a bit like a somewhat anorexic model only healthier, and prettier Clara thought. They may have been a lot closer to starvation than she realized.

Clara herself had gained over fifteen pound and had resumed cooking and eating her favorite pasta dishes. Their faces were pressed cheek to cheek often as they spoke to each other. None of them knew what the sounds meant but somehow they understood each other. 

Poor Ohnling did his best to escape the tickling tongues of terror but often was sent into fits of giggles when the women just pretended to be stalking him. 

The search for an answer from the heavens was six weeks in coming. Ohnling was about to get into his sleeping bag when he heard the first voice in his life that was not his mothers. He ran to the bedroom to tell her the news and in a flash Ohn bolted out of the room. By the time Clara joined them in the alcove she had figured out what had happened. 

Happiness and amazement showed brilliantly in their eyes. Some of it was transferred to Clara but to her the bottom line was that she was about to lose her family. 

Ohn typed Clara a note on the computer. It read, "Repair group coming. Will be here five planet turns. We happy. We sad." 

Clara hugged her and somehow managed to hold back her tears. 

Her sadness led her to the kitchen to prepare what would soon be her interstellar famous chicken soup.

"Five days," thought Clara, "That will be Thanksgiving Day, probably making it the most bizarre reason to give thanks in the history of the holiday." 

Clara spent the next four days cooking and preserving three cases of her chicken soup for them to take home. Ohn and the little one had become pretty much addicted to the stuff and the store bough variety was left unused. Clara made one batch of turkey soup for the holiday.

Ohn spent more time at their ship but spent each night in bed with Clara. After midnight they were at the HAM radio engaged in quick conversations with the rescue team.




Felicity Ch. 23



The night before Thanksgiving Ohnling paused on his TV channel surfing long enough for Ohn to see a weather radar picture. She stopped the little one from changing channels and said something to him that got him immediately excited. 

She walked to the screen and pointed out to Clara a small but intense Gulf storm that was moving onto the coast. Ohn wrote on the iMac screen, "they come." 

At two AM a storm hit the area with heavy rains and massive cloud-to-cloud lightning. The three were on the back porch watching as the storm raged all around, except over their cabin. 

Clara saw a large shimmering object splash gently into the lake about thirty feet from her shore. A few minutes later she saw two figures "walking on water" towards her. As they stepped on her porch Clara decided that they were young men and that they had a somewhat military bearing.

They bowed deeply in Ohn's direction and again at the little one. They in turn nodded their heads in greeting. The young aliens eyes could not conceal their deep happiness and Clara wondered why they had not simply hugged Ohn and Ohnling.

Clara felt Ohn take one hand in hers while the little one took the other. Clara felt like she was being introduced. The two young males bowed to her as they had done to her two guests. Clara nodded in response just as Ohn had done. 

All five went into the cabin and the young males went directly to the computer and immediately took it out of its case and became very busy with it. They seemed to be inserting nearly microscopic gadgets into it.

Clara decided that her Christmas morning was now. She went to her closet and brought out two wrapped presents. She gave one to Ohn and gave one to the little one. 

It appeared at first that they thought the brightly wrapped boxes were the presents themselves. It took a lot of coaxing to get them to tear the paper and open the box. 

The little ones box contained a Duck Dodgers figurine, a Duck Dodgers T-shirt and a Marvin the Martian T-shirt. It also held a new mug that portrayed Duck Dodgers, Marvin the Martian, and Porky Pig. 

Ohnling had giggled himself to exhaustion watching a cartoon DVD that contained the Duck Dodger adventures among others. She packed that too and a DVD player and a large pack of batteries..

Clara's Astros baseball cap was also in the box. The cap was no longer needed; Clara's hair was growing back.

Ohnling hugged Clara tightly and immediately took off his tunic and donned his Duck Dodgers shirt and Astros cap. He went to parade his new outfit to the two young aliens while Ohn opened her package. 

Hers had new pink flannel pajamas, as well as the green top she had normally worn. It also contained a pair of pink bunny slippers just like the ones they had raced to possess each morning. A new mug with pictures of hummingbirds, butterflies and flowers was also in the box. 

There was also a small folding leather pad. It contained a photo taken by Fiona from across the lake with a new camera that had a large telephoto lens. The photo depicted the lake's expanse, Clara's cabin, and Clara herself sitting naked in her rocking chair, smiling for the distant camera. A note said, "Please do not forget Clara." 

Clara learned one more thing about the aliens. They could cry. Ohn hugged Clara and placed her cheek against hers. Clara could feel her saying one thing over and over. Clara answered, "I love you too." 

The young men had finished whatever they were doing at the computer and were waiting at the porch. The storm raged on. Clara gestured at them to follow her to the kitchen and gave them a small cup of turkey soup. 

They were initially reluctant to try it but sipped as soon as they saw Ohnling fill his original Duck Dodgers cup and drink. 

Clara was pleased to see their eyes smile in enjoyment and when they finished she had them carry the preserved cases of soup to the porch. When they got there another alien had arrived, a female and apparently a superior to the other two. 

Her impatient demeanor told Clara it was time to go. Ohn took the time to introduce Clara to the new arrival and bows were exchanged. Three of the rescue aliens took the cases of broth and returned to the ship. 

Ohn, Ohnling and Clara shared a last hug. Carrying their gift boxes they turned and walked towards the lake. Clara felt alone even before they disappeared.

She marveled as a shimmering light rose to the cloud, which was then quickly followed by a large, cool ball of fire. Within minutes she could see stars in the clear night sky. It had grown cold on the porch so Clara went inside. 

A blinking icon drew her to the computer. She clicked on it and in a few seconds a smiling Ohn filled her screen. "Talk," scrolled along the bottom of her screen. 

"Clara gushed, "This is the best present ever." 

Clara saw Ohn's eyes scan the bottom of her screen and smile. They each said something simultaneously; the next line to appear at the bottom of both screens said, "You are beautiful. I love you." 

So began what became the most legendary long distance romance in the galaxy.

The next day Fiona paddled her kayak to Clara's.

"Interesting storm we had last night," she said.

"Yeah, very strange. Why are you already back?"

"I wanted to be with you on Thanksgiving day."

Clara took her hand and led her to the bed. They loved each other all through Thanksgiving.

During dinner that evening Fiona asked Clara to marry her.

The surprised Clara spent some time stunned then considered Fiona's request until she said, "I know just where we can be married, home."

Clara stayed in her cabin for just another week. Fiona packed up then signed over her cabin to Theresa Green.

Clara knew the story but was not surprised she had done so, it was very Fiona of her.

Fiona was allowed to join in a conversation between Clara and Ohn. She told Ohm she loved Clara as deeply as she did. Fiona asked Ohn to be her friend.. 

Ohm saw Clara give Fiona a cup of the healing liquid and smiled. She given her the formula for making it. Clara still had two doses to take.

Fiona followed Clara to her hometown off Felicity. They stayed at her Mom's until Clara and Fiona jointly bought a house near her Mom's house. Their wedding brought Clara's many relatives and friends. Fiona's sister Bobbi and her husband Cole also attended.

Fiona asked the families to please keep her secret, many had recognized her as a former super model.

It took her a while to notice she was already family but still remained shy around a large family where there were no shy ones.

Clara, Fiona and Ohm communicated often for over fifteen years. They saw Ohnling grow to adulthood.

Then they were invited to visit.



Felicity Ch. 24



Chapter 24: Martina

I got to Tina's apartment that Sunday long before the time we had agreed to meet. We had met the previous night at my ex's little orgy and I had asked Tina for a fuck date.

She was about five-five, maybe one hundred ten pounds, apparently a Hispanic woman with long black hair and pale skin. She was maybe in her late thirties and gorgeous. 

She liked to fuck.

I saw a girl in her twenties that may have been a daughter leaving the apartment and I just walked in. 

As I took her to the bedroom I apologized to Tina and told her I wanted her so badly that I had forgotten my manners.

I quickly got us naked and began fucking her. 

It took me a few moments to get her body to respond but when it did it was on fire. Her moans and my groans bounced off the wall as we tried to bury each other in bliss. Her heat plus mine was uncontrollable and soon we burned us both out. 

She was still a bit out of breath when she asked, "I though you were coming tonight." 

"I could not wait. I love making love to you."

"We did not just make love. We fucked each other to Phuket."

"Yeah. I loved that too."

We kissed and caressed and fell asleep.

I awoke when I felt the bed shake. Tina's daughter had returned and was sitting on the bed talking to her mother.

"I bought you some groceries and put more minutes on your phone. You should be OK for a while. 

I am glad to see that you found someone for that bad itch."

She looked at me and said, "Hi, you must be Adrian. I am Marissa. Mom told me you treated her well last night. I see you treated her well this afternoon," she said as she squeezed my cock.

"Baby, leave his cock alone. I want this one for me."

Marissa giggled and kissed my cock before letting it go.

"OK Mom, for now.

Oh, the phone message on your phone is from me, you do not work tonight. The manager told me the people that booked the banquet room cancelled. You can stay here and fuck to your hearts content. I love you. Bye."

She kissed her mother's lips and then mine and left.

Tina and I looked at the other for a few seconds then she turned her body to a sixty-nine and we were soon eating each other. 

I got her to two orgasms before my cock managed to rise. 

She turned and slid up my body until she was kissing me. My cock slid into her pussy with no guidance needed.

We began a long, slow fuck that ended with her careening into a wet orgasm.

After she recovered we stripped the linens and were happy to see only minor damage to the mattress.

" That was a very scary cum, a surprise. I may have lost it for a second. Thanks."

"My pleasure. Let's go get something to eat."

"I know just the place. We do not have to dress up and they have the best fried catfish in town."

The eatery was in an area of downtown I did not know existed. It featured seafood, my favorite food group. I did not look to see what else they had, I just ordered the "all you can eat catfish platter" on special that day and so did Tina. 

Apparently the rest of the town knew about the place since it was packed mostly with redheaded and black young ladies all of which knew and apparently loved each other. An Asian and a Hispanic girl came in and they joined the others there.

Several people came by to say hello to Tina and she introduced me to them. She was probably going to be interrogated by many over the next few days. I was apparently the first guy they had ever seen her with.

Dinner was excellent and we pigged out. After we decided we would explode if we ate another bite I took her to my home and we drank my last four Dos Equis on my back porch. We were both naked.

"How long did it take you to do the garden?"

"I started the day we moved in, five years ago. I still work on it. I bought the house before it was finished."

I turned the lights in the garden on low and we watched as a bat make several swoops over the garden. Tina seemed to be comforted by that.

We sat on my swing with her in my arms until we yawned. We did not fuck that night but did in the morning. I had to go to work and she needed to get ready for a lunch shift so it was a frantic fuck from start to finish. 

A most excellent fuck.

I got her home and went to work. Everyone was surprised to see me since I was supposed to still be on vacation but I said, "The campgrounds were full of bees in the daytime and mosquitoes at night so I came home. It will be better next week."

I had over one hundred days of vacation accumulated which was the limit, I would not get another vacation day until I used one. I had just used ten. On Thursday I would get them back.

I was back home because I was in fact bored, I had been in each of those parks before. In fact my best experiences in the previous two years were the last two days and featured Tina.

The depressing part of my life resumed as I got to my desk. I did a quick review of where I was in the hierarchy at my office, the oldest accounting firm in town. I was in the middle with little chance of going any higher. I had worked long and hard for my CPA and that got me nearly nothing.

That mental process always depressed me so I went to Tina's place of work intending to have her for lunch.

There was no chance of that as the place was mobbed. 

I just went in, kissed her lips and left. I got a burrito and a coke at Janie's Gourmet Junk Food and went back to work.

My ex-wife Dale called me to find out how my date with Tina had gone. I told her and then bragged that I managed to get to work on time that morning.

"Why? You are still on vacation."

"I know but staying at home is boring."

"I could make it more exciting. Come over after work. Tim will be working late."

Her husband Tim was indeed working late that night and I had her for a long and relaxed fuck. 

Tim is a strange man that loves to watch his wife get fucked then he fucks her and licks the combined cum out of her pussy. 

The previous Saturday amid all of the sex he had been content to fuck and eat Dale after a friend of his and I had filled her pussy.

The guy's wife fucked me too but she had an orgasm long before I was ready to cum so I went to Tina. She had only had sex with the women until then but we had been looking at each other all night. 

I loved making love to her. I loved her naked body next to mine. She was very pleased with me I was very happy to see.

The other couple left Dale's house before I knew their name.

Tim had gone to his den and fallen asleep on his recliner leaving me with Dale and Tina. We had fun.

Tim had been my best friend once and we remained friends even after my wife left me for him. He knew she married him for his money. 

Dale was asleep with a pussy full of cum when I left her that Monday. Tim would be happy.

Before going home I called Tina. She told me that under no circumstance was I ever going into her work and just kiss her. She claimed that the number of inquiring minds was about a million.

I asked her if she was off work yet and she said that she was and was waiting for Marissa, her ride home. 

I volunteered to pick her up. 

As soon as I walked into the restaurant I embraced her and gave her a big sloppy kiss. 

She was hitting me on my shoulders as we walked out. 

I gave her a better kiss after she was in my car and she enjoyed that one well enough to grip my cock.

"Easy, that thing has had a long afternoon."

"Oh, sorry. Anyone I know?"

"Yes, my ex, Dale. You ate her pussy Saturday."

"Oh, she was tasty. I do not eat pussy all that often but she was not my first, maybe my sixth, or eighteenth."

I laughed as she giggled. 

"If you can arrange it I would like to taste her again."

"I can do that. Try not to work this weekend, we may spend it with them."

"I work Saturday morning and Sunday afternoon. I can get somebody to take my Sunday shift. I will let you know. 

He owns the restaurant I work in you know, he has several others but has people run them for him." 

"Well, he is firing the manager of the place by the bay as we speak. He did steal and Tim will turn him in to the cops. But he will give the guy a chance to run first. He is at heart a softy."

"Ooh, that is where Marissa works. I bet that is why she was late. She may be waiting on me to fill me in on the gossip."

Sure enough as we walked into her apartment Marissa jumped to her mother and embraced her. Their kiss was electric.

Marissa then embraced me and I got a long tongue filled kiss.

Tina and I just stood there as Marissa walked to a table and picked up her nametag.

"Notice anything new?" she asked her mother.

Tina squealed and ran to her and they shared another electric kiss. Eventually Tina released her daughter and pointed out what was new. Under Marissa's name were the words, Asst. Mngr. She had a golden ticket.

We heard her gush about having a real salary and insurance and mostly steady hours and a crew she knew. 

She talked about all the suits that came in and took the manager to his office for hours. She talked about seeing him leave just a few minutes before the cops arrived. 

She told us how terrified she was when she was called into the office and how she lost it when the new manager handed her the new nametag. The poor gay guy got what Tina and I had just gotten, major kisses.

She said she was the youngest assistant manager of any of the full size places.

A giddy Marissa left after telling her story again. 

I said to Tina, "Put a bag together and come spend the night with me."

"Oh, are we fuck buddies now?"

"Yes, at least that. We can stop by Janie's and pick up tacos and burritos."

"A very good plan. I do not work until you get off work tomorrow so packing will only take a few seconds," she said. 

It took her two minutes then after a quick stop at Janie's we went to my home. 

I had a nice house that I was having problems keeping up with financially. My ex's salary had been needed to keep up with the expenses and I had been falling behind on a regular basis.

I wondered if the time to sell my house had arrived but I loved my home and had done extensive work on it.

Tina and I ate the take out food and I fixed a pitcher of mojitos for us. We went to the shower together and she revived my cock. 

We went to my bed and enjoyed a long leisurely fuck that lasted well past midnight. 

She loved that I kissed her until she fell asleep. I loved kissing her.

I had to rush to work the next morning but allowed Tina to stay in bed. During my lunch hour she was walking to the car as I pulled onto my driveway and I took her home.

I did pick her up after work and took her to the pharmacy and told her to get everything she needed each morning she was at my house. She giggled and got a small bag of toiletries. I urged her to get shampoo, conditioner, and cosmetics in case we went out.

She acted like it was Christmas. I bought her a spritz bottle of White Shoulders.

"How did you know it was my favorite," she asked.

"I didn't. It's my favorite."

She kissed me at the register.

When I walked into my house I was surprised by how it smelled. It smelled clean.

"Were you bored this morning?"

"Yes. Did you know you left half a bottle of beer in your bathroom?" And another on the floor next to your recliner? I had to wash the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher."

"I have been meaning to get to that, thanks. How can I repay you?"

"Treat me like a lady should be treated. Make love to me."

"Oh man. Do I have to?"

"Yes, now get in the shower and wait for me."

"Yes, ma'am."

I ate her pussy and fucked her to orgasm in the shower then fucked her lovingly in bed.

It all felt so right I somehow became apprehensive. 

I really loved being with her.

We fucked hard in the morning before I took her home.

We were not rushed since I had re-set the alarm to go off thirty minutes earlier.

I picked her up after work the rest of the week and we ate take out, fucked after a shower each night, and again before I took her home in the morning. 

On Friday night she brought a clean uniform to my house, she worked the brunch shift Saturday morning at eleven. Since neither of us had to work early we had another long loving fuck that night. 

Twice after her cums we stopped and talked between kisses.

Dale and I had never done that.

Tina and I had apparently become way more than fuck buddies. 

As I slept that night I dreamed of my life ten years into the future. I was in a forest lost, in a panic. I felt abandoned. 

Martina appeared and asked me if I was ready to go home. She kissed me and I found myself in our living room as our friends sang happy birthday to me. Someone said, "You are one lucky bastard." I agreed.

I woke up in the morning to Tina's kisses.

How much are you paying for rent?" I asked her.

The question baffled her and she asked me why I wanted to know. 

I explained that I was having financial problems keeping my house since my wife divorced me. I wondered if she made enough money to cover my short fall.

She looked at me as if I had betrayed her trust. 

I realized she had not seen my dream and did not understand.

I said, "I have a financial offer from Tim and Dale and I said I would let them know this weekend. Part of their offer would require me to be their sex toy. I had decided to take the offer but I have changed my mind, 

I would rather live here with you," I said.

She looked at me in astonishment and said. "We just met a week ago when your ex-wife seduced me at work."

"Yes, but I am very smart and know I would be happy with you. Hell I am as happy as can be when we are together now.

You are smart and you already know I would do my best to make you happy. And anyway your entire apartment would fit in my living room. The bottom line is that you would save money. If it does not work I have two other bedrooms."

I could see her calculating then quickly told me how much her rent was. It was more than enough to cover my monthly homeowner's fees. 

"Are you paying any utilities?" I asked.

"Electricity, way too much for a one bedroom apartment."

Her electric bill was fifty percent more than mine. Good insulation works.

"Moving in with me would give you more than half your income for spending. When is your lease up?"

"I am month to month."

"Call Marissa and tell her we need her pick-up truck."

As she called I slid down to her pussy and began to make love to it. I heard some of the conversation, the first part of which was an apology for calling her so early on a Saturday morning. It was just six-thirty. 

We were normally awake and fucking at that time.

After Tina hung up she had an orgasm then grabbed my hair and pulled me up her body until my tongue entered her upper lips and my cock penetrated her lower lips. We fucked hard at first but we slowly came to grips with the reality of the commitment we had just made and after her first cum we slowed down. 

There was no hurry; we were going to have each other for years, I thought.

I hoped?

After she had another orgasm I again slid down her body and made love to her pussy again. 

I turned her over and kissed and licked her ass. I kissed my way to her shoulders and slid my cock between her ass and pussy. She really loved that and slowly raised her butt off the bed. She wanted my cock in a hole and apparently did not care which. I slid it into her pussy and fucked her to another orgasm.

I rolled her to her back and slid my cock back in as I showered kisses on her. She groaned and rolled me onto my back and began to destroy me. I held on until she was assaulted by a series of orgasms and after a loud scream her body went limp.

I held her tightly to me and without moving I filled her pussy with cum.

We slept for perhaps an hour. The rustling of clothes hangers woke us up.

Marissa and two of her girlfriends were in my bedroom bringing things in.

Marissa said, "We have been here almost an hour but you two were fucking when we got here and then you fell asleep. We need to get to the city and do some shopping before we have to work at four so we started to bring the bedroom stuff in. 

The living room and bedroom stuff is in the empty bedroom and the kitchen stuff is already put away. 

Your apartment is empty. 

Its a good thing you live here now, that orgasmic scream you let out would have brought the cops to your apartment. 

You can resume your fuck now. Bye."

I got a long sloppy kiss and a cock squeeze. She gave her Mom a long kiss and a tit grope then left.

Tina and I were so stunned we never even said "Thank you."

We were naked on top of the bedcovers, she was partly draped over me. There was cum on both our bodies.

Tina was chagrined that her daughter and her friends had seen us like that.

I eventually recognized my own feelings as pride. 

I wondered if I had forgotten to lock the front door, it would not have been the first time. 

I wondered if it was time to fix the doorbell. 

I wondered if I should give Marissa a key too.

We got up and saw that the stuff at Tina's apartment had disappeared seamlessly amid my stuff, she did not have much. 

"Was I as loud as she said?" Tina asked.

"Louder than that. I was impressed."

She shook her head and said, "I will start breakfast," 

As soon as we finished eating breakfast I urged Martina to make me a list of things she needed and a separate list of things she had always wanted and went out to mow the lawn.

I had finished the back yard, (that never takes long as it is mostly a garden), and was halfway done in the front when Tina came out and brought me cold orange juice. Three of my neighbors were mowing their front lawns and hollered, "Hey where is mine?"

I lifted my glass to them and took a long swig then smiled. Tina asked me if she should bring some out for them.

"Nah, their wives will be doing that in a minute."

It then sunk into my head that Tina had just brought me a drink when I was mowing, Dale never had. Tina was easily winning the battle of comparisons.

The ladies had come out with the drinks and waved at Tina. Tina waved back.

"You know what they are thinking? They hope this one is better than the last, I think they already know you are." 

I finished my drink and kissed Tina as I handed the glass back to her. "They would like you to ask them over, wave at them," I whispered to her.

Tina looked like she would rather wrestle an alligator but gave them a shy wave. The two redheads, and the black woman immediately came over. Tina had waited on all three at the restaurant and worried how they would treat her but I was sure they would treat her as a new best friend they had just been waiting to meet.

When I finished the front I took the mower to the garage, grabbed the blower and after I did the front walked through the house. The ladies were at the kitchen table drinking coffee and laughing their heads off over Tina's story about our waking up to find three young ladies in our bedroom putting stuff away.

I was about finished with the blower when Sammy came into my yard. I signed "Hi" and asked him to sit and watch how it was supposed to be done. He laughed and signed, "Let me know if you need help old man."

I liked Sammy and not just because his wife was the chief of police but because he helped me make sense of my modest entertainment system hookups. Plus he was a good guy.

Roger and Cory came over and joined Sammy and me. The guys and I drank coffee and worried about the drought as we sat in my back porch.

I had felt out of place with them for almost two years, well before Dale left. She did not like them very much. 

Dale knew Roger was a multi-millionaire but lived like a member of the middle class. In her mind that was crazy and she blamed Helen for that madness. 




Felicity Ch. 24



I never told her Helen was a millionaire too.

She also had reservations about Corey, the father of two girls born on the same day by different women. The fact that everyone concerned was very happy confused her.

Then there was the mixed race marriage. She had never learned sign language.

The ladies came out to join us and we stood to allow them to sit in our chairs. Tina was surprised to see the gesture but immediately took my chair. As I put a hand on her shoulder she noticed the other guys had a hand on their wife. She also saw Shawna begin to sign as she spoke; Sammy could not see her lips.

Martina kissed my hand and seemed to glow.

The conversation turned to kids and when it was time for Tina to add to the miscreant child story she added that one of the girls in her bedroom that morning was her daughter. The ladies again laughed their heads off and I told the guys I would explain later.

Tina suddenly stopped and asked what time it was. Somebody told her and she reminded me she had to go to work in thirty minutes and ran inside to get ready. The ladies followed her and the guys and me followed the ladies inside.

While putting the coffee cups in the dishwasher I asked them to do me a favor and tell me if they hear if anybody needed an old accountant. I needed a change of scenery.

"I could never be an accountant," Sammy signed.

"I have ended up being a quasi accountant, emphasis on the queasy," Roger said with a laugh.

"I hear that," Corey said. Cory was an engineer in Roger's firm.

Leigh came out, hugged me and whispered, "You have winner. What she has in you I am not sure." She gave me a mischievous smile then kissed my cheek. Corey put his arm around her and they left.

Helen came out and hugged me as she said; "Don't fuck it up," then kissed me. She jumped on Roger's back and they left. 

Shawna hugged me and said, "You fuck this up I'll shoot you," kissed me, then put her hand on Sammy's ass and walked out.

Five minutes later Tina came out in her uniform and I took her to work.

"Remember to give them your new address," I said as I walked her to the door.

After she walked in I headed for the car but turned as I felt someone running out. Tina jumped into my arms and gave me a big sloppy kiss. She put her feet back on the ground and walked back inside in a stately manner. As soon as she was inside she looked back to me through the glass and giggled.

I was grinning when I got in my car. 

I stopped at the grocery store to get hamburger meat, chips, and Dos Equis. I was going to fire up the grill on Sunday. I would be the first time in two summers.

I went home and found Roger was waiting for me.

Are you serious about finding a new job? I could use some help."

"Yes, I am not going to make any headway in the old hierarchy. All I need is enough for us to keep living here."

"Why don't we put that away and we can go to my office. I will show you what I need and you can tell me if you are interested."

I invited him and Helen for the grilling the next day and as soon as I had everything put away I rode with him to his office in his warehouse building.

I found that he had made a mess of his accounts and would have a lot of questions from the IRS if he did not take care of things. 

He said, "My accountant Charles ended up being the vice president of the talent agency and his office does not have the time to devote to me. Like an idiot I decided to do it myself but it is eating my lunch. I would need you to straighten it out and keep it straight. I would need you to keep me square with the IRS.

Once that is under control Sammy could use your help too. Sammy has just set out on his own and has no idea what is a business expense and what is not. Others will likely follow. I can pay you half again what you are getting now which is what your firm wanted to charge me.

Sammy would not be able to pay you that much so consider it as subsidy from me and agree to whatever he offers you. I will cover the shortfall. Keep that part of it a secret to all but especially from Helen. She would be so proud of me she would tell everybody."

I wrote down the computer and the programs I would need and said, "Let me put what you have on a disk. Do you have a desk for me?"

He grinned when he realized I had accepted his offer. 

He said, "I will on Monday but probably not here. The talent agency has moved to the third floor of their building and there are spaces on the first floor now. There is also a young girl named Petra that would be available as an assistant. The agency does not need her but have been keeping her on the payroll, Tina knows her mother," he said with a big smile. 

I wondered how he would know that.

"How long before you will have this straightened out?"

"I will need about three weeks to make sure I understand your business well enough to start, another two or three weeks to get it working smoothly. Six to eight weeks, tops. Are you Ok with that?"

"I am floored, I expected six months. Thanks." 

I waited on my disk copy then he drove me home. "I said thanks, I love having something new to tackle." 

"No. Thank you. Here is a welcome aboard check. Take Tina dancing."

I did not look at the check but I was happy as could be. I was apparently working for Roger full time and he had given me permission to work with private clients.

Roger was in effect setting me up as the boss of his new accounting firm and I was now making more money than I ever had. 

I did not need Tina's money. I just needed Tina. I was exceptionally happy with that realization. And taking Tina dancing was a damn good idea.

I had a home office like everyone else in the neighborhood but my computer was obsolete and my connection was slow but it was good enough for baseball news and porn. I now needed it for work. 

I called my ISP and upgraded my connection two steps. I cleaned out my office of laundry and dirty dishes and soon had the place spick and span. It had been the only room Tina had not cleaned. I don't think she had ever gone into the room. She probably thought it was a closet.

I went to find my note pad and saw that Tina had written a few things down. Under the things she needed her first entry was "You!" There were several other items listed and I could get all of them before her shift ended. On the list of things she had always wanted the first entry was "You!' The only other entry was a trip to her home in Puerto Rico.

That was when I looked at the check Roger had given me. It was five thousand dollars. In my hands I had the money to catch up on all my bills, get a new computer, and spend a week in Puerto Rico.

I was driving to the bank and eventually I steeled myself and called Dale. I told her we had too much going on and that we would try to make it another weekend. "But as far as accepting Tim's offer the answer is no thanks."

She seemed to expect that. 

"Will we still fuck on occasion as we have?"

"I have my hands full with Tina right now but I expect you will have both of us semi-regularly. She told me you were very tasty and I agree."

That lifted her spirits and the rest of our conversation was pleasant. Tim's name never came up again.

I said goodbye to her as I got to the drive-through teller at the bank and deposited my check, then drove to the grocery store. I got the items on Tina's list and a few others. I went to see Marissa then went home. 

I got onto my office employee portal, signed in and announced that I would take the rest of my vacation days starting on Monday. I would wait until Roger gave me a paycheck before resigning.

I did some little jobs until it was time for Tina to leave work and went to her restaurant and walked in. I asked to be seated at her table and waited for her to come over.

She gave me the best smile I had ever gotten when she saw me. I whispered to her. She bent over to hear me and I kissed her. She slapped my shoulder and said, "Fresco!" then looked around. No one was paying attention to us so she kissed me.

"Are you ready to come home yet?"

"I have another fifteen minutes to go. Would you like an appetizer?"

"Sure. Hop on the table and pull your skirt up."

"Maybe later. I will be right back."

I waited for perhaps five minutes but when she returned she had her purse and was ready to go.

"I got the new girl to take over for me early. What is the rush? Did Dale call and ask you to hurry?"

"No, I called her and cancelled. Do your feet and legs hurt?"

"No, they are just a little tired they will be fine after a shower. Are we going out tonight?"

"Yes, after a shower and a little love making. I feel like something new."

"Pedro's is great, Puerto Rican food."

"Yeah, I love Pedro's empanadillas. I have them for lunch often. How was your day?"

"Oh wow. It was amazing. Corey and Leigh came in with the twins and introduced me to them. They look and act like twin sisters so it is hard to remember they are not. They are just eighteen months old but they can carry a conversation with you. Leigh told me that the only time they behave is when they are together. They were well behaved at the restaurant.

Later Shawna and Sammy came in and they both hugged me and Shawna kissed me. They had little Jana with them and she offered to help me. I thanked her and said, "I will tell you when."

Then the two lesbian blondes came in and Shawna ordered them to sit at her table. Little Jana jumped into Jana's arms and they rained kisses on each other.

Shawna introduced me to the blondes as their new neighbor. Jana is the owner of the dance and concert place. She sat on Sammy's lap until Shawna threatened her. Little Jana told her mother not to threaten her Aunt.

Shawna said, "But she is trying to steal your father!"

Little Jana said, "So?"

We all laughed and Jana got off Sammy's lap.

The other blonde is called Inga and she owns the ladies gym. They live on the loop behind us. All five hugged and kissed me on the way out. I got enough of a tip from Jana to get everything on my list."

"I already got you all the stuff on the list."

"Even the first one?"

"You already had that one."

"Oh, right. I just wanted you to say that," she said with a big grin.

She leaned over and kissed my cheek as she caressed my cock. As soon as it was erect she gripped it over my shorts. I soon pulled into my driveway and she helped me carry everything in. She gushed over the garbanzos, and the olives and capers and especially the platanos and gandules I had added to the cart. She loved the industrial size can of extra virgin olive oil, the good stuff.

She asked me where to put this and that until I said; "It's your kitchen, put it where you want."

She looked at me and began to cry. Before I could ask her what was wrong she jumped into my arms and gave me an amazing kiss then ran to the bedroom.

I stayed in the kitchen and put things away with like items but I had never had a system for things so I ended up just putting them away out of sight. 

I walked to the bedroom and heard the shower running. I undressed and joined Tina. 

I had a large shower that could probably accommodate five people. Dale and I were in it together once. Tina and I were now in it together for the umpteenth time. 

Advantage Martina.

She seemed to be in a down mood so I caressed and kissed her. 

She was definitely not going to enjoy a fuck right then although I knew she would allow it. But I did not want a fuck unless she did too. 

I wondered how Martina had ended up on that list.

I wondered why she was now Martina.

I soaped her down and massaged her legs. I did kiss her pussy but that could not be helped.

The kisses and the massage lifted her mood and when we left the shower and began to dry off we played a little grab-ass. I had to run into the bedroom to keep her from sinking her fingernails into my butt. We ended up wrestling on the bed then did a bit of cuddling. 

A few minutes of silence later she asked me, "Why isn't you dick hard?"

"You are not in the mood and would not enjoy the sex much. Maybe after dinner, I hope."

She gave me a long sweet kiss and said with a sigh, "I have been abandoned by three men who took my money and vanished. The first one left me with a child that was not mine. Don't tell her even though she probably knows.

The other two left me penniless and on the streets, the last one added a broken jaw. I fought back and he added a broken rib and was threatening to kill me before Marissa walked in crying. He left but Marissa was nearly hysterical so the police sent me to this town and the women's shelter. 

I got a job about two years ago and moved out of the shelter nearly a year ago and I am just now feeling that I am on my feet again. You are my first man in almost four years and I love our sex, our lovemaking. 

But I feel like when you get back on your financial feet you are going to push me out and I will be right back where I was. I was crushed before but knew I would work my way through it. I am not sure I could this time."

I kissed her and said, "I understand you need to protect yourself. But the truth is I don't want you to move out. I want you to host my fiftieth birthday party in this house."

She smiled then suddenly said, "Oh, Happy Birthday by the way. In case you are wondering I am five months older than you."

"What? I am living with an old broad?"

"I'll show you old broad," she said as she pushed me off the bed. As I slid off I held on to her and she slid off the bed on top of me. I bit her tit and she bit mine. We wrestled until we noted my cock was hard.

"Now that's better," she said and slid her pussy over it as she gave me a passionate kiss.

Somebody's stomach growled.

We burst into laughter and got up off the floor. We prepared for our first real date.

As she applied her make-up I dressed in black slacks, a black polo shirt, and a light gray sports coat.

"I don't own anything to go out with a man dressed like that," she said.

"Yes you do, in your closet. No, that's my closet, yours is on your side of the bed. The girls probably did not notice there are two of them. I moved your stuff over."

While Martina had been at work I had called Marissa while she was still in the city and asked her to get her mother a couple of going dancing dresses and I would pay her at her work.

When I went to pick up the dresses she almost drowned me in kisses and tears. She had also picked up shoes, which had not occurred to me at all. 

She gave me a second round of kisses when I handed her a key chain with a copy of my house key.

Tina opened the closet door and saw the dresses and just burst into tears then flew into my arms and once again that day I was drowning in tears and kisses.

She let me go and went back to the closet and took them out. "Which one?" she asked me.

"Oh no you don't" I said and went to the living room.

Ten minutes later she came out and twirled herself around for me. I whistled even thought what I wanted to do was lick every inch of her. She really was stunningly gorgeous.

I put my arm out to her and we headed to Bolero, the Latin themed upscale restaurant/club in Felicity Center.

As we walked towards our dinner date destination Martina squealed softly and gave me a big kiss.

Arms waving at us got our attention as we walked in. My neighbor and new boss Roger, his wife Helen and an older couple were at a table and asked us to join them.

I told them we did not want to intrude but Helen said, "You are not. We just got here and just ordered our drinks. Anyway I am your new bosses wife so you have to do what I say."

I laughed as the waiters brought two chairs so we sat with them.

"New boss?" Martina asked her.

Helen said, "Yeah, as soon as Roger heard him say that he was ready for a change of scenery he stole him from his company. I hope that will allow Roger to get home before I go to sleep. 

Oh, these are Jim and my Aunt Wendy."

I shook their hands and so did Martina. Wendy gave her a secretive smile, which told me she already knew her. Martina smiled shyly at her, which told me Wendy did not recognize her as just a waitress.

Helen suggested to Martina to order the sweet red wine as the server approached with their drinks. I ordered a beer and she followed Helens suggestion. 

Martina told Helen she adored the sweet red but did not think Bolero carried it. It was her first time there.

Many people came by to say hello and to kiss Wendy. We were introduced as Helen's neighbors and all seemed pleased to meet us. 

Some kissed Martina on the lips. Many told her she looked gorgeous. 

One woman named Paula gave Wendy a long kiss then after seeing Martina she gave her a lengthy and sexy kiss even before they were introduced. Her husband Paul asked, "Oh are you that Tina? I am very glad to meet you."

Paula then kissed my lips and whispered, "I love Tina. Love her too please."

A few moments later our waitress came over and Wendy asked what was on special. 

"Paella," she said.

"Who made it? Wendy asked.

"Chef Mike," the girl said. 

Everyone closed their menu and said Paella. I hesitated until Martina told me "Chef Mike is the best in this part of the world."

I nodded to the waitress and off she went. I had noticed that paella was not listed on the menu.

Martina was at last relaxing. She had eased her death grip on my hand.

We talked about the proposed fishing tournament for the town. Jim bragged that there was no sense in it since he would win every tournament. Wendy gave him "that look" and said, "Right."

We talked about the new biker bar that was full of lesbians. Wendy and Helen had been there and Helen mentioned that the owner was Valerie's mother. Martina nodded and I tried to remember who Valerie was. Roger said that husbands and gays are also welcome.

Jim thanked Martina who had volunteered to help on Felicity Day. Wendy did too. Helen asked her, "Where were you?"

"At Pedro's booth, I was doing the cooking then helped clean up."

"I was at the t-shirt booth until we ran out of them then helped Aunt Wendy at Janie' booth."

The conversation then turned to Janie's wedding. I knew her and asked whom Janie was marrying and they told me a name that I did not recognize but Martina did.

"He manages the banquet room at the resort."

I put the name and the guy together. The wedding reception for Tim and Dale happened there. It had been three years ago. Dale and I had lasted just under two years together.

Tim was already past that.

At that time a small band came in and began to set up. Martina asked Wendy if they still did demonstration dances.

"Yes, in about an hour. They wait until most people have finished eating. String of Pearls across the foyer does theirs about ten minutes later. You will love them."

Just after we got our second round of drinks our large and deep plates arrived with a fried soft shell crab in the middle surrounded by bay scallops and sweet red peppers on top of the yellow rice. 

Everyone tore into the crab first. Helen and Wendy with their hands. Martina smiled and attacked it with her hands too. The guys followed their lead and a server brought each of us another napkin.

After the crab was dispatched Martina mixed the scallops and peppers with the rice and took a bite. "Yum, there is real saffron in the rice, and there are petit poi's in here. This is so yummy."

The rest of us were shoveling the food into our mouths and just grunted. I found that layers of rice separated other goodies and saw Wendy's husband Jim tap her on the hand and point at pink little morsels in his plate. Wendy immediately stabbed the morsels with her fork and ate them.

"Escargot," Martina told me as she ate hers. 

Escargots are snails I remembered. I stacked mine to one side and allowed her to eat them. Helen looked a Roger expectantly but Roger ate his to the dismay of his wife. He teased her by moving one on a fork towards her mouth then eating it himself. Helen punched him on the shoulder and stole the last one off his plate with her fingers. 




Felicity Ch. 24



Martina, Wendy and I laughed. Jim had not seen the byplay so Wendy told him they were just being childish.

"Are not." Helen and Roger said.

We then went through a layer of grilled shrimp and a layer of grilled oysters until we discovered a langoustine at the bottom of our plates.

That did not last long and we were soon staring at empty dishes, everyone looking for a grain of rice they might have missed.

As the plates were taken away we all told the servers that the meal was more than great. Wendy added that Chef Mike needed to come over and collect kisses.

When the table was cleared a server brought three chocolate dipped strawberries for each lady.

"Still trying to seduce us", Helen said as she ate her strawberries whole.

"You are such a barbarian," Wendy told her and did as Martina was doing, biting and eating the chocolate covered part first then the strawberry part. 

The guys and I got nothing.

I saw Jim and Roger stand and I saw a diminutive woman come over. I stood too and watched her receive those very European cheek kisses from the men. The kisses she got from the ladies were open mouth kisses on the lips.

As she turned to look at Martina delightful surprise spread on her face then a big smile. She sat on Martina's lap and nearly overwhelmed her with a kiss. She stood and asked who I was.

"Mon homme, Adrian," Martina said.

The woman answered in French, "Dommage," which brought a smile to the ladies, but then she smiled at me and pointed to her cheeks for me to kiss.

On her way back to the kitchen she gave a couple of ladies big kisses and vanished behind the magic door. Both of the ladies she kissed were in costume and one was walking towards our table.

"I should have guessed whom Chef Mike had left her lair to come see," She said.

The diminutive woman was Chef Mike.

Everyone kissed the lady who was introduced to me as Juanita, the owner of the place and the feature dancer.

'Where is Sam?" Wendy asked her.

"Putting on his costume. We will be ready in ten minutes."

I knew Sam from my semi frequent visits to his joint downstairs. I had seen their byplay so I was not surprised to hear they were dance partners.

"What are you dancing tonight? Helen asked Juanita.

"Salsa."

Helen jumped up and kissed her then said, "Roger and I are ready."

"Speak for yourself woman," Roger said.

Helen put her hand behind her back and gave him the finger. He slurped the finger into his mouth and sucked it.

Helen said, "Excuse me a minute," and sat on Rogers lap and devoured him with a kiss.

"That is a damn good idea," Wendy said and sat on Jim's lap and rained kisses on him.

Martina did not say anything; she was just suddenly on my lap trying to swallow me whole.

"You are ruining the reputation of my place!" I heard Juanita whine.

I looked at her as Wendy was giving her the finger. Juanita slurped the finger into her mouth and sucked it before leaving in a comical huff.

The band began to play; Wendy and Helen grabbed Martina's hands and led her to the restrooms. 

"The show will start in ten minutes. Best time to go pee," Roger said as he stood to go. I decided to follow him but Jim said he was fine as he walked over to an older couple that was dressed formally. The older lady was the one Chef Mike had kissed.

Roger and I were back at the table before the ladies where but they made it back just as the dancers took their places. 

There were three couples, Juanita and her husband Sam, a tall blonde with glasses and a ponytail dancing with a Hispanic guy not quite as tall as she was, and Janie and her fiancé.

Juanita and Sam danced the first part by themselves and they were excellent, fun to watch. The others were also very good when they joined in. 

At the conclusion of the fine applause Juanita said they had lessons on Tuesday and Thursday afternoons at one then introduced the guest dancers. The one that got the biggest ovation was the one that could not hear it, Janie. She was deaf. That was when I learned Janie was Juanita's daughter.

The dancers mingled with the crowd but all of them ended up at our table. I asked Sam if he had a good supply of liniment and he laughed and answered, I have Absorbine Sr."

I knew Janie so I congratulated her signing as I spoke. Martina hugged Janie and said, "You are something else."

Janie signed something to Martina about me and she answered, "Yes, I am with him."

Janie looked very pleased to hear that. I was very pleased with her reaction.

The tall blonde with glasses took Martina's face in her hands and kissed her hard. She then turned to me and said, "Hi, I'm Ruthie."

I praised her dancing skills, but she stopped me and said, "Yeah, yeah, but what did you think of my tits?"

I was stunned by the question until Martina whispered loudly, "Tell her they are yummy."

"What she said," I said. 

Ruthie laughed and walked over to Helen and before asked Helen said "great dance, yummy tits."

Ruthie wrapped her arms around the much smaller Helen and hugged her. That brought Helen's face right to the yummy tits. When they separated Ruthie's costume was wet over one breast.

Suddenly Wendy grabbed Martina's hand and ran to the entrance of the club on the other side of the foyer. A fox trot began to play and the older couple I had seen earlier with Jim began to dance.

There were too many people between them and me so I watched the crowd. I knew very few of them. I had lived in the town over seven years but apparently had not really lived in the town. Of course it was now a vastly different place.

I looked for a tall redhead and as expected I found Martina next to her. Their arms were around each other's waist. Ruthie had a hand on Martina's ass and the other on Wendy's ass. Helen was on Roger's shoulders. 

Juanita had Janie wrapped in her arms. Sam had both in his arms. All were delighted with what they were seeing. I noticed that even though all the ladies were very pretty Martina was the most beautiful woman there. I was one lucky guy, I had been told in a dream. They were right.

There was thunderous applause and most of those by the entrance began to walk back to Bolero. Martina spotted me and rushed over to tell me they were marvelous and to kiss me.

Wendy came over and announced they were going home. I shook Jim's hand as Wendy kissed Martina on the lips then kissed me on the cheek. "Cherish her," she whispered in my ear.

As she walked away my head said, "I already do."

The band began to play a bolero so I took Martina's hand and we began to dance.

My ex had insisted I take dance lessons with her even though we never went out dancing. I was adequate on a dance floor. Point for Dale. Or me.

The bolero is a sexy dance and I quickly had an erection that Martina soon felt. She pressed her body to it. Our bodies melted together. When the song was over and as tango began Martina said, "We need to go home."

I searched for our server and was informed that Jim had paid for our table.

I looked for Roger but Martina told me they had gone dancing upstairs with Ruthie and Janie and her fiancee.

We went home. Our first official night as a couple awaited us.

When we got home we began to undress as Martina began to tell me about her previous escapades.

"Chef Mike asks for my help whenever she is catering a dinner. As you may have noticed Michelle is a lesbian, a voracious lesbian. But she can only do so many women at an event. 

At a bachelorette party she catered several women were waiting on her until some noticed I was available. They may have noticed because my tits were out and Mike was sucking them in front of everyone before she took the bride to be to the bedroom.

I ended up eating pussy and having my pussy licked by four women. Michelle did perhaps seven then took me home and did me.

I helped her at another party on Willow Circle for Wendy's sisters' partner Marie and I had five other women. Wendy was one of them. So were Paula and Marie.

When Ruthie's new house was ready and she moved in she had a housewarming party. The chef again asked me to assist her and I ended up fucking about six separate women but Paula fucked me twice more and Ruthie fucked me twice.

In case you had not noticed Ruthie is Melody."

I had not noticed and was very surprised that a star in the music world wanted me to praise her tits.

Martina continued, "Most of the girls at that party were young and Wendy, her sisters and Janice apparently have a ""you must be this old to play with me" rule. They left soon after the orgy started. Michelle and I were serving naked by then. 

Wendy kissed my pussy and my lips on her way out and so did Mo, Janice, and her dark haired friend Francesca. Marie was leaving with them but spent so long kissing my pussy I had an orgasm. I took her clothes off and ate her. She stayed at the party.

Helen and Shawna were there as were Jana and Inga but none of them came to me. This town is full of bisexual women."

"Do any of them give you money for sex?"

"No, and I would refuse. That would make me a whore. Anyway they seem to like me too much to offer."

"I am glad to hear that," I said as I got in bed on my back with my hard cock pointing to the ceiling fan.

Martina stared at my cock as she finished undressing, which was enough to keep it hard. As soon as she was naked she straddled me and impaled herself on me.

"I take it my pussy eating fetish does not bother you?"

"The night we met you were feasting on my ex's pussy and her friends so no, of course not. 

But my favorite part of that night was when we fucked. And when I fucked you while you ate Dale's pussy again."

"That was the weirdest night of my life. I went with no intention of fucking a man; I was there for Dale's pussy.

They never tipped me at the restaurant that night you know. 

Well except for giving me you. 

You reminded me that a good lover makes all the difference.

I was stunned when you asked for a date with me to fuck the next day. I was amazed at myself for saying yes.

I knew it was a mistake and look where it has gotten us."

She began our fuck then. Neither of us was in a hurry to cum so there was a lot of kissing, nipple nibbling, and face licking going on. I marveled at how comfortable we were with each other. 

Dale never played during sex. She loved sex but wanted to get off and would not consider delays.

Advantage Martina,

I turned us to our sides and pulled her ass to me so my cock would stay deep in her. I kissed her softly.

"Would Chef Mike take you on as an apprentice?"

"Yes, she has asked me to do that. I was a cook at a small restaurant my first husband owned. The place was successful and I had good feedback from the diners. 

But my husband squandered all the money and we had to close. The day the creditors took over he disappeared leaving me with his daughter.

I would love to be a catering chef, maybe get the jobs Chef Mike can't get to. But there is no pay as an apprentice. I need my job."

"No you don't," I said.

"What?"

"My new job gave me a raise, you do not need to work."

"Do you still want me here?"

I gave her a deep kiss and said, "More than ever."

She sighed and began to cover me with kisses. I felt a teardrop cross over my cheek. I was fairly sure it was hers.

"You would be a great caterer," I said. "How long does the apprenticeship last?"

"Until the chef tells you. Then I move to the line until I become the souse chef."

"Sounds like the military."

"It is sort of. Everyone in the kitchen can order me around but it is unlikely Michelle works that way. Because she already knows what I can do I expect to get on the line quickly. My apprenticeship will be to learn her secrets."

I rolled her onto her back and we began our serious kisses in preparation for a serious fuck. We kissed for a while then began.

Like all of them it was a glorious fuck.

As we rested on our backs holding hands I said, "I am grilling hamburgers tomorrow, ask Chef Mike to join us. I am going to use one of your recipes and maybe she will be impressed."

"I do not have a special recipe for hamburgers. When I cook burgers I use her recipe."

"OK. Invite her anyway. Shawna has to work but the rest of the neighbors will be here. You may want to invite others you know the chef would enjoy seeing."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. I want her to see you are something besides a good co-worker that is yummy in bed."

"Do you want her?"

"No. I got the one I want. But I want you here when I am home."

She kissed me then kissed her way to my nipples. I found myself enjoying that more than expected. 

She continued downward until my cock was in her mouth. She crawled over me and I soon had her pussy over my face. 

We had gotten to the point we did that effortlessly.

I made love to her pussy as she made love to my cock. As soon as she recovered from her first orgasm she again straddled my body and slid her pussy over my nearly recovered dick.

"Paul and Paula would be nice. Laura and Elena would be good. Petra and Edna if they are in town. Those are the ones our age."

"Does this Petra have a daughter?"

"Yes, she works for the talent agency. Everyone says she is a whiz at math. Why do you ask?"

"Roger wants me to hire her. I could use a math whiz."

We fell silent and she began to fuck me. She had a small orgasm and I sat up and wrapped my arms around her. I made love to her tits and she began to fuck me harder.

Her arms went around my shoulder and she began to bite my neck until a big cum overwhelmed her. I filled her pussy after her orgasm had mostly faded.

I lay down on my back and we fell asleep as we were.

I woke up Sunday morning alone in bed. I went to the bathroom and took a shower then went into the kitchen. She was on the phone telling somebody that Chef Mike was coming to our house to teach her how to make hamburgers.

She handed me a list of stuff to get and I went back to the bedroom got dressed, kissed her, then went to the grocery store. It took a long time to find all the items on the list but I did find them. I bought more hamburger meat along with the ground pork on the list and some soft drinks.

When I got home Helen and Leigh were there helping Martina move stuff around in her kitchen cabinets. They each gave me a kiss on the lips and helped me unload the stuff.

Shawna came over in uniform and threatened to shoot everyone unless there were two hamburgers left for her when she finished her shift. Everyone knew her threats were very empty, she never carried a gun.

Sammy walked in behind her and apparently pinched her ass as he walked by. She squealed then grabbed him and gave him a voracious kiss before she walked out.

Sammy asked me if I needed his grill, I was about to say no when I suddenly wondered how many people were coming.

I asked Martina and she said fifteen or so.

I told Sammy, "We better get your grill."

We walked to my yard and walked the grass pathway to my side gate and into his yard. It reminded me I needed to repaint my gate green on his side, Dale had insisted it be red.

We returned with his grill and six patio chairs. I opened the gate to the street and saw Roger coming over with six chairs. Sammy and I took three each and Roger went back home. Sammy and I arranged eighteen chairs in conversation groups plus we had my porch swing. 

Roger returned with a rolling ice chest full of beer, sweet red wine, and ice.

We went inside the house and found that Chef Mike was already there as were Corey, Valerie and Sandra. 

I now remembered that Valerie was Sandra's new partner.

Chef Mike was in the middle of a lascivious kiss with Martina. 

As their kiss ended Sammy, Roger, Corey and I kissed the chef. 

She was wearing short shorts and a blouse that was somewhat transparent. It was not that necessary for it to be so since everyone taller than her could see her tits down the gap on the blouse. 

Chef Mike was probably less than five feet tall. Helen was the only one who was nearly as short. 

She was perhaps a bit overweight and blondish. She had a handsome face, the kind that lets you think she was a lesbian but makes you wish she were not.

Chef Mike ran everyone out of the kitchen except Martina and began to give instructions. Helen sat on a barstool and texted something. Within five minutes nine more women were watching and listening intently.

Chef Mike was an excellent and patient teacher. 

I had an Idea and grabbed my video cam and my tripod. I set it up, zoomed in on Martina and the chef, then ran into the kitchen and pinned a mike on Chef Mike. 

She turned to Martina and asked her something in French. 

Martina began to re-arrange the mike but the chef said something else in French that had half the ladies laughing and soon all of them whooping when Martina stuck her hand down the chef's blouse and rearranged a tit.

Paula ran in and said, "If you start from the beginning I will eat your pussy."

After all the laughs and crude comments from that offer died down another bit of French had half the ladies laughing again.

I was sure I understood the reason for the widespread knowledge of French.

A tall and pregnant strawberry blonde I suspected was my neighbor directly behind me gave the chef grief in French about something that had some ladies going, "Whoo." Chef Mike shut her up with a long deep kiss and tit grope.

The party began.

The chef did start over and it took about thirty minutes with the chef doing all of the instructions as Martina carried them out. 

Part of the reason for that length of time was because Chef Mike had taken time to kiss everyone that had just walked in. None of the kisses were short kisses. The newcomers seemed to kiss everyone else too.

She also needed Martina to re-arrange a tit often.

Chef Mike covered the reasons for each spice added to the hamburger and gave cautions about each.

They fixed four patties and then the chef asked if any of them wanted to try it. All of the ladies wanted to and the chef chose Helen and Leigh. The chef put the mike on Martina's t-shirt and after a big kiss with accompanying tit grope she left the kitchen to an ovation.

Martina did the instructions and four more patties were made.

Two more girls replaced the redheads and Helen did the instructions with some help from Martina who was taking out the ingredients for a dressing. 

Two more ladies came into the kitchen but Helen remained as Martina began to give instruction on how to make the dressing. Helen was peeling avocados as Martina swirled the goop then added the avocados and smooshed them in but left small pieces of them whole. 

She added a little garlic salt and black pepper as she explained how everything would work together. When all that was done she squirted the juice of half a lemon over the dressing and folded it.

She had made a mayo jar full of the stuff.

I checked the camera and it was still running well so I left the kitchen and went outside. I paused at the door to the spare bedroom with Martina's bed when I heard a moan. 

Chef Mike had a volunteer.

I looked into the crowd for Paula but did not see her. I knew who was moaning.

The guys were sitting outside drinking beer and eating chips.

There were just six of us. I was introduced to Charles who said he was my neighbor behind me. 

I grabbed myself a beer. I had just become the third tallest guy there. Paul was the shortest but he was almost six feet tall.

"The rest of the guys are on a fishing trip," Roger said. "They wont be back until dark."

Paul said, "You need to do this again. The women have been getting antsy since school has been out. The chef is already entertaining Paula which will get me attacked when we get home."




Felicity Ch. 25



I was in a small neighborhood plaza in Seville when a painter at his easel caught my eye. He was painting a woman sitting on a bench with a small fountain behind her. She was dressed in white and was surrounded by pigeons, she looked fabulous. She also looked sad, resigned to her fate.

She had a white cane at her side, she was blind.

I walked up to the guy painting her and told him, "Muy bonita," in broken Spanish.

"Ah, American right? The painting is for sale and will be ready soon."

"I will buy it. Who is the lady?"

"Her name is Paloma, the wife of a candidate for mayor."

"He commissioned this?"

He laughed and said, "Yes he did."

I knew her name was not Paloma but a reference to her being a sitting pigeon. I took pictures of him and the painting then pictures of the lady and the man to her side.

I had noticed that there was a man near her keeping an eye on me. Like the painter I could see he had a concealed weapon. He was nervous.

I also noticed that the painting was finished and that the painter was waiting for a call, he had an earpiece. 

I stood by him and asked him why he had not painted any of the other faces. He said the other people did not matter; only the lady did.

I asked him how much for the painting and he said, "One hundred euros."

I reached for my wallet and pulled out the euros and heard "Cuando puedas," (when you can) on his earpiece.

He handed me the painting and I walked to the lady pretending to get a pen out of my coat. I saw the guy by her side look at the painter with wide eyes but I already had my gun out and shot him just as a bullet went over my head. He was shooting at me first so he must have made me. The other man had just drawn his weapon and only managed to shoot the ground as he died.

I held my gun behind the painting and hustled the lady out of the area. I gave my baseball hat to a kid on a skateboard and assumed a somewhat concerned persona when I approached a policeman.

I said, "I think two gentlemen behind the fountain over there took shots at each other. Please check."

The lady translated for me and the officer ran towards them calling it in. I led the lady towards the hotel behind the plaza, went in a side door, then out the front.

"Sonrisa por favor," I whispered to the woman. She smiled and pretended to be sighted as she held my arm. I got the attendant to hail a cab for us and we got in. I spoke to her in English as we rode and she nodded she understood. I had him take us to one of the better hotels in town then hustled us into the front door then to a side door, walked two blocks and went into my hotel.

Once in my room I asked her, "Porque te quieren matar?"

"I see your Spanish is very good, I thought the difficulty you had speaking to the assassin was fake. To answer your question they want me out of the way to make my husband a martyr for the election and to keep my knowledge of his backers secret."

Neither her excellent English nor her British accent surprised me. I thought about what she said for a few seconds then got my video camera out. 

"You will be a target until you talk. I have a camera trained on you, compose your thoughts and tell all. I will send the video to the authorities and to the media then we will go away until they are locked up. Start by telling your name and your husband's name. Give names, dates and locations if you are sure of them."

I busied myself making arrangements for our exit out of Seville and packing.

About five minutes later she said, "Lista."

I turned the recorder on and she gave her name as Eugenia de la Cruz then added that her husband was Rafael de la Cruz, a candidate for mayor of Sevilla.

She described the incident of that day and gave enough information to be able to verify the plot and the persons involved. She then revealed that her husband had sought and accepted the backing of a man that was fronting for a human trafficking enterprise. She gave names and places.

She said that she thought they ignored her presence because she would not be able to recognize them.

"Their plan to kill me however was not because they worried I knew what they were. They hoped my death by foreign agents would boost my husband to victory. I am saddened to say that plan to kill me came from my husband."

She added that in the end one of her would be assassins must have changed his mind and shot the other. A man she did not know had hurried her away and taken her to an unknown location where she was being interviewed. She added that if they did not see her again to please pray for her soul. It would mean she was dead."

I stopped her there and used my laptop to send it out.

She asked me if I was going to kill her.

"I said, "I am going to rape you for days then eat you raw."

She smiled and said, "I think I would like the eat me raw part."

I saw a smile and somehow sensed she saw mine. She knew I was bluffing. 

"You can tell a lot from voice inflections I see. How long have you known you were going to be murdered?"

"A few weeks. I did not run because I trusted my assistant to keep me safe. She was the one that led me to the plaza and abandoned me there. How long have you known?"

Wow, she was good. 

"Since just yesterday. I have been trying to find out who your husband was dealing with and overheard the plot for today. I recognized the painter as a pro and noticed his helper who wasn't. I switched guns with him afterwards."

She said, "I knew the first shot came from in front of me to me at some distance, then the second and third shots from right in front of me. The fourth shot came from near me to my left. 

I heard you run away briefly then come back and hustle me away. I figured you had likely traded guns so I added that little story at the end."

Thank you, Lets go. We have a plane to catch and I would prefer it happens before the video is playing everywhere.

I got a cab and we sped to the airport. We were hustled to the tarmac and got on a private plane to the Canary Islands. 

She received a new identity and passport and I used my own name and passport instead of the alias and we flew to New York as a returning tourist couple. 

She was debriefed and the following day she was taken to the "artists" and they changed her appearance and gave her a new wardrobe. 

I was debriefed and was told her husband had apparently committed suicide. His contact with the cartel was found dead in his hotel room, also an apparent suicide. The three men she had named were also victims of suicide. The brass at the agency concluded that the lady was going to need protection for a while. 

I volunteered.

When I saw her next she looked like an American woman. She looked a bit older but I chalked that up as lack of sleep. I was mostly a zombie by then myself, 

A day later I took her to the sights of New York and described them to her as she took in the sounds and the smells. 

She asked me what her new name was. 

I apologized and for not telling her already and told her the Department had chosen her name as Alicia P. Rosas y Colingsworth, born in Puerto Rico and therefore a U.S. citizen. She was a resident of Texas.

She asked me what the P stood for and I answered nothing in particular.

"It stands for Paloma. Please call me by that name." she said.

I was impressed that her hearing was so good she could hear her painter call her that. I also wondered why she would choose a name given to her by the would be assassin.

Nevertheless I called her Paloma from then on.

Three days later I took her home to Texas and to my small coastal town. We were playing husband and wife.

We moved into our safe house and she began her new life. So did I. I finally got the chance to get her another white cane.

I had been assigned as the commander of a new small Coast Guard station in town. It was not a stretch as I had been the commander of a Coast Guard station when I was recruited by the intelligence agency. 

I was fired and given a meritorious service medal on the same day. Getting into a shootout on foreign soil is frowned upon even though all agreed it was justified.

My new station also gave me command of the most sophisticated electronic equipment on the coast.

Paloma and I intended to keep a low profile but on our first Saturday afternoon a lot of women came over to welcome us and immediately befriended Paloma, then their husbands befriended me. 

The next Sunday we were invited/abducted to a cooking demonstration and cookout at a house at the end of my street. Everyone there was a close friend or relative of everyone else there. Paloma was swallowed up in the melee and was soon being kissed by women in their twenties to women in their fifties. It was loud in there.

Some of the guys asked me to follow them and we went through a gate that went from yard to yard. The husbands were inside the house drinking beer and watching football.

One of them asked me if Paloma was bi-sexual. 

"We have been married a bit less than half a year and frankly I do not know. Why do you ask?"

"Because she is in the company of a throng of bisexual and lesbian women and she will soon be aware of that."

"I guess I better let her know," I said and went back through the yard. There were naked women everywhere and I quickly saw that it included Paloma. 

No one gave my presence a thought as I walked to her.

She was on a lounger with the hostess eating her pussy. I was going to retreat but thought better of it and walked up to Paloma and kissed her, our first kiss.

"I came to warn you about the voracious ladies but, nevermind."

I kissed her again and she wrapped her arms around my neck and extended the kiss.

I returned to the neighbors and said, "Too late, she knows and seems to appreciate it."

All laughed and raised their beers to me.

The owner of the house was signing to one of the guys to tell me about the side effects.

"What side effects?" I asked.

He was very pleased I could read sign language and signed, "The women get real horny for their men after this type of event."

All the guys nodded and I thought this might be the day we consummate our supposedly sham marriage. After a bit less than an hour women began to come over to get their men and go home. Two small redheads walked with their husbands to their houses across the street, they were still naked.

I waited until I worried that Paloma would not be able to find me. As I returned to the other yard the host to the party, Adrian, was coming back for me and asked me to follow him. He said there was something I should see.

I went over and found the still naked Paloma walking into a maze followed by his still naked wife Martina.

"Martina has showed her twice, Paloma is trying to find the fountain by herself now," Adrian said to me.

We heard laughter then silence then laughter. "She found it," Martina yelled.

After a few moments they came out and Paloma came straight to me. I decided I needed to ask her how she did that.

"We need to go home," She said as she took my hand.

"We need to find your clothes first."

Adrian asked Martina, "Where are they?"

"On the lounger. On our block on late Sundays she can just walk out naked."

Martina and Paloma gave each other affectionate kisses and I walked Paloma home. I did insist she wear her shirt but she did not button it.

She said, "I think we should complete the illusion of a marriage. Sleep in the same bed, kiss often. We will blend with the crowd better that way."

"I agree," I said as I led her to her bed, our bed.

I was naked when we kissed. Her hand closed around my erection and she straddled me and sunk her pussy over it. She fucked me hard until she had a loud orgasm then rained kisses on me.

I turned us over and made love to her and her orgasm sort of got stuck in her throat. I kissed my way down her body and love her tits and pussy. That orgasm was a hard sob.

I kissed my way back up to her and fucked her again until she shook the walls with her release and I filled her pussy with cum.

I lifted my upper body off her and she said, "I just knew you were a good lover. Let me look at you."

She delicately ran her fingers over my face and said, "You are a handsome man. Your cock is a very good one.

Martina said the other women will want you but you are only allowed what I will allow. You may kiss their lips and when appropriate their tits. That will likely be true for all the women there tonight but wait until I know them better.

Only husbands can touch a pussy. Martina told me there are exceptions and she will tell me when I meet them. The small woman called Helen told me that among her friends and all of our neighbors all the women are Lesbians or bi. All eat pussy. I think I will like it here."

I kissed her softly, gently. She purred. I kissed her tits and the purr got louder. I again kissed me way to her pussy and she changed from purrs to growls. Her orgasm overwhelmed her body and I nearly got my nose broken. I hesitantly kissed my way up her body and kissed her again.

"You are my best lover ever. I am going to enjoy being in bed with you every night,"" she said.

"I am going to make sure you do."

I got out of bed and locked up the house. She appeared to be asleep when I returned. She wasn't.

"How old are you?" she asked.

"Thirty nine." I said as I cuddled up to her.

"Will you be OK with a woman four years older than you?"

"As long as she is you I will," I said and kissed her neck.

A longish pause later she asked, "What if we fall in love?"

"No problem at all. We are already married."

"It's a fake marriage."

"Every place anyone would care to check will say we are married and have been for nearly half a year."

"That's nice. Where did we get married? What day?" she asked and cuddled closer to me. 

"June twenty third in Ponce, Puerto Rico. You are the adopted daughter of the Rosas family that were friends of your British mother. She died when you were twelve and your adopted family lived just long enough to see us marry."

"Good story."

I kissed her shoulder and she went to sleep.

The next morning even though it was just five thirty AM she got up when I did. She fixed us coffee as I took my shower, I had shown her where the coffee and the brewer were and she had made a pot by herself the day before. I had been impressed.

Paloma gave me a long loving kiss when I joined her in the kitchen. She was naked.

I said, "One, you do not need to get up with me in the morning. Two, if you do get up you will need to wear something or I am going to be late for work every morning."

"You are the commander, you can be late whenever you want," she said as she kissed me again and guided my hand to her pussy.

I slid a finger over her clit and she suddenly inhaled deeply. She ran her hand down my body and noticed I was wearing boxer shorts. Paloma reached inside, pulled my cock out and sat on the table. She pulled my cock into her then wrapped her arms and legs around me. She kissed me, it was a long and caring kiss. During the kiss we began to fuck.

I had planned a fast and furious fuck so I could get to work but it turned into a long loving fuck. After her second cum I upped the pace and she was soon groaning loudly in orgasm. I slowed and filled her pussy as I stopped. A few minutes later we ended the kiss.

I carried her to the bed and covered her up. She told me Martina was coming over and taking her to the grocery store. I asked her to get beer and wine and to call me when she was back home. I got dressed and kissed her then left.

My day was routine, all my seamen were experienced and several had served under me before I became an intelligence agent. We had one surveillance vessel one interceptor/rescue vessel and a small very fast gunship. We had a helicopter on a pad to the side of a runway of the local airport. The runway ran alongside the inlet to my base. We could get to it quickly.

Each craft had five crews of three. The on base personnel were mechanics, communications, and munitions people plus the clerical staff. I was the dictator of forty-three people, eight of which were civilians.

I was thinking of going home for lunch but I though I better call first. It was a good thing I did because Paloma was not home. I called her cell and she answered, "Hi baby. Can you come downtown and join us for a lunch? Martina has spent the morning introducing me to the whole town and we are heading to a place called Pedro's to eat."

"I know where it is. I will be there in ten minutes."

Pedro's is a small place with a lot of take out business. On my first day as commander I held a station-wide meeting and took breakfast items with me from Pedro's.

As I walked in I heard loud laughter and found Paloma in the middle of it. I worried when I saw the police chief hovering over them but she had joined the laughter as I approached them. I then recognized her from the day before. She had been nude then. I had spent the afternoon at her house.

Pedro was telling the story about his first fire drill. It had apparently been less than successful.

"Your husband is here," I heard someone tell Paloma.

"Tell me what he looks like in uniform," she said.

"Sexy," someone said. "Tasty" said another. "In love with you," Martina said.

There was a murmur of agreement from all the others.

I felt myself blush. I saw Paloma blush as she grew a big smile.

After I was introduced the chief of police kissed everyone bye including me. Pedro shook my hand and returned to the kitchen. Two tall blondes moved to give me a place next to Paloma and introduced themselves as Jana and Inga. 

I felt like I was expected to kiss Paloma so I did. It ended up being more than just a hello kiss but apparently that was what was expected. As soon as I sat Paloma's hand went straight to my crotch and gave my cock a squeeze. Apparently that was what was expected too.

"Empanadillas first," she said so I ordered some. 

Paloma said, "Did you know Pepita and her husband were born in Puerto Rico too? Martina lived there as a child. There are at least twelve of us in this town."

I immediately worried about her cover, they could easily trip her up.

"Too bad her parents were so overprotective, so knows little of our hometown," Martina said.

"At least they took her to the plaza and the cathedral. 

And better yet she got banana split sundays at the drugstore across the street. 

She told us about her stay in England but again over those years she only went out to concerts and dinners."

"Pepita and Martina had heard of my parents. They were prominent in politics," Paloma said.

That part was somewhat true, in fact a Rosas family member had even run for governor but Paloma's mother and father did not exist at all.

I asked Paloma how the grocery shopping had gone and she said they had not gone yet.

"We walked from Adrian's office all the way down the right side of Felicity Boulevard to the resort and back up on the other side. I met a lot of people in each building. All of them kissed me. It took us nearly an hour to get out of the building Adrian's office is in. 

We stopped for a breakfast burrito at Janie's but our attempts at communication where infuriating, she is deaf. She could not hear what I said and I could not see what she said. 

We tried until Janie gave up and kissed me. She figured that would tell me how she felt about meeting me. I kissed her back. Martina interpreted for me and will be taking me to sign language classes.

Then we went to Wendy's place and Marie's place where I was subjected to blatant attempts of seduction, they did have some modicum of success.

Then we drank orange juice on the resorts balcony. I love the sea breeze and the sound of the waves.

Our next stop was the Tiki bar where I discovered a great wine and was introduced to Sam and Juanita."




Felicity Ch. 25



She paused as a lady everyone knew and kissed brought our empanadillas.

Martina took over the narrative while the rest of us ate.

"Juanita took us to her restaurant and I took Paloma to the kitchen and we said hello to the lunch crew there. 

"I overheard someone whisper to Martina to think of her when there was an opening on her line," Paloma added.

Martina resumed by saying, "We ran into Jana and Inga as they were going up and they took us to the dance club. Paloma has a VIP card. She loves to dance.

We got a tour of Felicity records courtesy of our friend Ruthie."

"Ruthie is really, ouch!" Martina had pinched Paloma's thigh. 

"Oh, sorry." Paloma said and resumed eating.

Martina resumed again and said, "Then we went past the bank, the insurance company, and the playhouse then crossed the street to here. We are going to Inga's gym next door next then back to the business building for my car then the grocery store."

"As I picked up my last meat pie I said, "You guys must be exhausted."

"No, not yet. Martina has been setting a nice pace and we sat on the resort patio for about thirty minutes. I also had a lot of people to kiss along the way. And no, the only guy I have kissed is Adrian. You can kiss Martina any time she lets you."

"You can kiss me now," Martina said and gave me a nice kiss on the lips. 

"He kisses good," Martina told Paloma who answered with, "Ooh, he has one that curls my toes."

I felt myself blush and stood to get back to work.

"Kiss the ladies before you go, me last," Paloma told me.

The blondes kissed me hard then giggled. 

"Don't worry about them, you are the wrong gender," Paloma said.

I got a very nice kiss from Martina and an "I love you" and kiss from Paloma. I began to walk away but turned around and gave Paloma an "I love you" and the kiss to prove it.

On my way back to the station I realized that what I really wanted to do was turn around and take her home and stay with her. But I had a new sailor waiting for me. She had been assigned as a bodyguard for Paloma. 

I had her wait outside my office and called the number on her orders. It was to the man in charge of the operation in Spain.

He told me that the policeman at the plaza gave a description of me that described me fairly well but insisted you were not an American, probably British or Scottish. I told him I had used a Scottish accent while speaking to him and I wore glasses.

The department head then said that they were launching an operation based on the Intel she gave them. 

"They are going to intercept a small ship out of Libya that will have many illegals and perhaps five terrorists and three cases of weapons. Since all the other possible informants are dead save one they may suspect she is alive and in the hands of someone's intelligence agency and may end up looking for her. But her assistant turned herself in to the Spanish authorities and has been given them the same information.

Tell Mrs. De La Cruz that her assistant claimed she had no choice but to deliver her to the assassins because they held her father. They killed him when the plot backfired and she sought protection before another killer got to her. She said to tell her that and that she loves her. 

The cartel is focused on finding her assistant but I assigned a body guard/helper to Mrs. De La Cruz just in case. You can keep her for as long as you need.

The operation begins Sunday at 2AM Spain time. The British navy out of Gibraltar will handle it. I am glad you used a brogue when you talked to the cop. The identity of the interceptors will confirm their suspicions in that direction.

Your new sailor is career. She is an expert in the martial arts and very observant. She speaks Spanish and French as your wife does.

"She will need one more attribute to be useful. Hang on a minute sir."

I waved her in and asked her if she was bisexual or gay.

"Sir, my mission is..."

I repeated, "Are you bisexual or gay?"

She said, "Gay."

"She will do fine sir. Please keep me posted on the operation."

He asked me what it was like to be living with her.

"A lot better than expected sir."

He chuckled then said, "The agents in Tenerife told me you were in love with her when your plane landed. Good bye."

I had never been in love but I had thought I just might have been a bit overprotective. But they were probably right, I had probably fallen in love with her during the three weeks I had been tailing her husband.

The bodyguard, her tag said Rios, had a puzzled but relieved expression on her face. She likely though she had just disqualified herself.

I stepped out and pointed at a sailor that had just stepped off the recon boat. Do me a favor and bring the blonde to me. Her name is Rodriguez

Once in my office I told them that as of that moment they were sisters. Rios has just come over from Miami to visit you but you don't have a place for her. Call your friend Martina in about four hours and ask her if she knows anyone with an empty bedroom. She will tell you yes, several, and ask you to bring Rios over. After that all you need to do is confirm she is your sister. No clue of sex between you two please, it will blow her cover. Chief, do you have another two or three hours in you?"

"Aye sir,"

"Take her shopping to the city. She needs a wardrobe that makes her looks like she is from Miami, not Chicago. I put five hundred dollars on this credit card. Anything over that you have to use your own. Any questions?"

"Should we be out of uniforms as we shop, sir?"

"What? Naked?"

The chief laughed and saluted and left taking a stunned Rios with her.

I called Martina and asked her to keep an ear out for Rodriguez; her sister was in town and looking for a place to stay. I asked her to send them to Paloma. Martina assumed that as the commander I could not invite them over.

It suddenly occurred to me that there lots of people around Paloma with easy access to her so I ordered security checks on every one in town we had met so far, then went on the afternoon interceptor patrol. Our only bogey veered away before we got close.

The Corpus Christi station down the coast had spooked a boat minutes before.

My station was new and likely not well known. It occurred to me the other had been a decoy and the one we chased was the actual courier.

I got home at six and found Martina, Rios, Rodriguez and Paloma in the kitchen. They were cooking something wonderful. Rodriguez introduced me to her little sister Naomi. She said Paloma had invited her to stay here until she found a place to stay.

Paloma kissed me and said, "Martina brought her over and they have me cooking. She even found a store that sells a label maker that prints in Braille. She already ordered one for me."

I kissed Martina and thanked her. It was not until then that I saw the resemblance between Paloma and Martina. They could have passed as sisters more easily than Rios and Rodriguez could.

The chief positioned herself for a kiss from me and much to her surprise I did kiss her cheek and I whispered, "Don't tell my wife."

I got hit in the head with a kitchen towel and Paloma said, "You are lucky I have not found the frying pan."

Great laughter followed me as I went to change clothes.

Martina walked in while I was nude and said, "I have a hungry wolf coming home. Bye." She kissed me and I heard her kiss the ladies then leave.

As we sat for dinner we somehow all ended up speaking Spanish, probably when Paloma announced dinner was arroz con pollo y garbanzos.

I explained what I knew but did not tell them about my concerns. I asked them to go through their days as normally as it ever got in this town.

I said, " I am meeting Jim at the Tiki bar soon. He is a retired Air Force general and once commanded an air base in Spain. He has been a resident here for ten years and the city manager for seven. In an emergency that is who you will contact."

Later at the Tiki bar after I had explained to Jim the situation he said, "I still have contacts. Let me make a few calls. Don't be over protective; your security checks are going to give you a formidable security force. Nothing will happen to Paloma. 

Well nothing painful as you learned yesterday but that was as normal as it gets around here. Her new best friend is Martina who has taken over as the friends and family leader. The tall redhead she feasted on Sunday was the former leader, my wife Wendy. I also heard our police chief did a complete set of physical investigations on her and loves her too."

I smiled. He knew what was going on in our neighborhood. "Thanks, I feel better. Come by the base in the morning, I will give you an access sticker for your car."

I shook his hand grateful I had him to rely on.

When I got home I found Paloma eating Naomi's pussy. I got naked and Paloma raised her ass for me and I began to fuck her from behind. Seeing me fucking Paloma took Naomi over the edge and she had a big, noisy cum, She soon extricated herself out of the bed and left the room.

Paloma scooted forward and got on her back for me and we fucked for a long while. She had one loud cum at the end as I filled her pussy.

We kissed and cuddled then she asked me, "What did he say?"

"Not to become overly protective. He asked me to let you lead a normal life, or as normal as it gets around here. He suggested I recruit your friends as a security force. I have already started security checks on everyone you know."

"Well, I would be upset if I got killed just when I am starting the best part of my life but at least I got to it and I got you. Do not take a bullet for me, I could not live with that and would join you soon. When you have the security checks go over the names with Martina and Adrian. They can keep secrets and know who can or can't keep a secret."

"They were among the first six I asked for along with Shawna and Sammy and Roger and Helen.

"Have you heard anything about Felicia?"

"Oh, yes. She is in the hands of the Spanish secret service; she turned herself in to them. She has confirmed the information you gave our office and has added to it. 

She sent word to tell you she loves you and was sorry she was forced to deliver you to the assassins. They were holding her father hostage and killed him when the plot failed."

"They killed Don Alonso?"

"If that was her fathers name then yes. Did you know him?"

"No, I loved him. As true a gentleman as has ever walked the Earth. My father for the last twenty years."

"I am sorry."

She cuddled to me and quietly cried. She was still crying when she went to sleep.

The next morning Paloma and I were still coupled but not fucking when Paloma said, "Come in baby. Fix your coffee. You will see this every morning so don't be shy. Give me a kiss first."

Paloma had just pulled me deep into her but was soon crying, she was still in shock over the death of her Don Alonzo. 

Rios catching us in that position distracted Paloma from her grief.

Rios walked to us and gave Paloma a kiss then went to the coffee pot.

I said, "She is right, you will catch us often so you will need to just accept it," I said to Naomi.

To Paloma I asked, "What are you plans for Today?"

"Naomi and I are going shopping for canisters and put everything in the kitchen in them. Then we are going to Janie's and bring you lunch. 

Naomi and I will spend the afternoon putting things into the canisters until Martina comes over from work and arranges and labels and places the canisters in the best order for my cooking. The three of us will likely be in bed when you come home and you will need to come to me right way. It will be a routine day."

I shook my head and mumbled, "I need to find you a job."

"I can be a receptionist," she said.

I had issued Naomi a vehicle from my motor pool. They could come and go as needed and I would be happy to have lunch with Paloma. 

It was not at all routine when I got home that afternoon. Paloma, Naomi, Rodriguez and Martina where in my kitchen again only this time they were all nude. I got hugs and lip kisses from all four then they told me to get ready for supper.

I found Adrian in the living room wearing shorts and a t-shirt. He shook my hand and followed me to the bedroom.

He sat on a very messy bed and asked me if I would allow Paloma to be his receptionist. It would be just three days a week from a bit before nine to a bit after four.

Apparently Paloma had told Martina her wish to work and Martina had convinced Adrian. I thought about it for a few moments and said, "Let me think about it for a week or so. You would need to find something for Rios too but I know she would be useful in any environment. I feel that she would prefer not to return to Miami.

But mostly I would also like to have Paloma feel like she needs to be nicer to me before I give in. There are some favors she has not felt necessary to perform."

He laughed and said, "Understood. I will have Martina hint a little."

I knew I would have their security check in less than a week.

"Dinner is ready", Naomi said from the door.

Adrian and I joined them and each had a t-shirt on as they served.

Paloma claimed to have cooked the entire dinner. The others hooted and threw napkins at her.

"OK, maybe a third."

"Yeah, we will give her that. She did the pork," Rodriguez said.

"And that was the important part," Paloma said brightly.

"That's all we need, another Prima Dona on this street." Martina said.

We sat amid the laughter and ate one of the best dinners I had ever had and knew a big part of it was the company.

Said company helped clean up and our visitors left. Luckily Adrian and Martina were on the sidewalk before Rodriguez and Rios exchanged a more than sisterly kiss.

They read the disapproval on my face and immediately apologized and promised it would not happen again. Rodriguez left immediately but poor Naomi had to stay so she hurried to her room.

"Did they kiss by the door?"

"Yes."

"If it helps you any Martina already figured out that Naomi is my body guard and not Marisol's sister. I'm sure she will tell Adrian but it would not surprise me if he has already figured it out too."

I sighed and said, "I can't wait until their security clearances come through."

"Is that when I get to go to work?"

"Yes, if they pass."

"So I don't have to give you blowjobs?"

I hugged her to me and said, "Your sense of hearing will be the death of you one day."

"It almost did."

"See!"

"Martina could have told me."

"Except that Adrian never had a chance to tell her. Sight is also an advantage you know."

"What if I want to give you a blowjob anyway?"

"You may always do that."

"Now?"

She led me to bed and pulled my shorts off and got comfortable by my side. I got the best blowjob I had ever gotten in my life. She still had my cock in her mouth until I pulled her up the bed and kissed her.

That kiss apparently confirmed to her I was truly in love with her. She spent the next five minutes covering me with kisses as she repeated, "I love you" in four languages, she also spoke French and Portuguese. 

When she began to lose her steam I kissed my way to her tits and loved them as I caressed her clit with a fingertip.

After her orgasm I slid down and loved her pussy. It was wet. It crossed my mind that my kisses to her pussy would be by the fourth person that afternoon. I ate her pussy anyway which she loved it but I could tell she would not cum from that. Fortunately my cock had recovered and she had orgasms from my third stroke until I lost count when I had my cum. 

We rested then went to our back porch. Naomi was there practicing her martial arts and stopped when she saw us come out. She was naked.

"No, keep practicing. Don't get off your routine," Paloma told her.

Naomi looked at me and I nodded.

Slowly she resumed. 

Paloma and I heard and watched her and were impressed with her speed and quickness. She could destroy an attacker in less than five seconds. I went inside and got us more wine including one for Naomi.

They were kissing on the swing when I returned. I urged her to stay on the swing with Paloma and sat on a chair. They talked about how well the canisters worked for her and how sweet Martina was and Leigh's sense of humor and Helen being an energizer bunny and we were soon unaware we were all nude.

After she finished her wine Naomi stood and said she was heading for the showers. She kissed Martina then kissed my cheek and went inside.

I said, "It will not take her long to be at ease with us while naked."

"I think she already is," Paloma said.

The rest of the week went normally, again sort of. Each day I came home there were at least three naked women in my kitchen. No, I did not complain even when supper was twice eaten while naked, once with Jim's wife Wendy.

I got the results of the security check on Friday. That Saturday Paloma, Naomi and I decided to walk around our loop and put faces with names. 

Our loop was the only one with just seven houses, all the others had nine. None of the houses in our section had four bedrooms and one had just two. 

The next house between mine and Shawna's belonged to a lesbian couple. One called Valerie owned the town Laundromat and the other named Sandra was a teacher. Both were designated no risk. Neither had been at the previous Sunday party. I later heard both were on a trip to Valerie's home in Wyoming.

The house next to us was empty and it belonged to the developers. It had been bought by an investor before it was finished. He never lived there but sold the house three times before his scheme was discovered. Ownership of the house had been bandied about in court for several years.

The next house to belonged to Corey and Leigh. They had twin girls. The report showed Corey already had a Top Secret clearance and Leigh was a teacher and no risk. I remembered seeing her at Martina's the previous Sunday. He was one of the guys waiting for their women next door.

The house after that belonged to Roger and Helen. He owned a very successful business and she was a teacher. Roger also already had a Top Secret clearance and Helen was labeled no risk. The last house on that side also belonged to the developers. It was for sale. It was the only two-bedroom house in the neighborhood.

We knew the last two homes on the other side were Adrian's and Sammy's.

I had specified that I wanted a top secret on Adrian and Martina and got it. I also got Top Secret ratings for Sammy and Shawna. As we walked by between their houses we saw through the open yard gate that Martina was chasing two diminutive redheaded girls from one yard to the other.

"Hey, Paloma. Come help me catch these monsters. Paloma hurried to her voice and Martina kept talking to give her a target. They gave each other a somewhat reserved kiss and both had disappeared before Naomi and I went through the open gate. Naomi pointed to my left and I saw Sammy signing that the coffee and soft drinks were in the kitchen.

I felt my shoulders relax, I was in Munchkin land. Sammy was pushing two kids on the swing, one of them likely his daughter. 

Helen was lecturing her son about something. A woman that looked like her sister was keeping two girls from defending him. A woman that appeared to be the grandmother of the three was trying hard not to smile.

An older blonde girl ran towards the older of the redheaded girls and they kissed and hugged. A younger blonde girl ran to the smaller redhead and all four ran to Martina's yard. The boy was suddenly out of supporters but he knew what to do, he hugged his mother. All of the fire left Helen as she hugged and kissed her son. Her mother and sister laughed at her then hugged her.

A brunette and a blonde walked up to Naomi and introduced themselves then held her hand and led her to Martina's yard.




Felicity Ch. 25



I decided coffee was good.

I left Sammy's kitchen with a cup and wandered over to Adrian's yard. 

He said, "Paloma's security detail caught up with her and promptly lost her in the maze. My assistant Petra and her partner Sally are helping Naomi find Paloma again. I think that is where they went. Anyway, there is a feast of food in the kitchen, help yourself to it."

I felt that no one could hear us and the one that could read lips was cleared anyway so I asked Adrian how he had figured it out.

"Well the department of the treasury owns the house. It had been empty over a year before you moved in. Also several people told me someone had asked about me. But mostly Paloma told Martina who told me. And no we have not told anyone and neither have Sammy or Shawna."

"How did they know?"

"Shawna runs a background check on everyone that moves into our little paradise. The one thing that confused us was that you two seemed to be in love. Martina told us the love was real. You have a lot of friends protecting her."

Martina and Paloma were walking towards us each carrying a little redhead. They kissed us then handed us the girls, Leigh's twins. "Here, you chase them next, we are hungry," and went into the house.

Adrian and I were going to put them down and let them run some more but the girls were zonking out in our arms so we just held them as we walked to Sammy's yard. 

Leigh walked past us and said, "Oh, what cute kids," and hurried on to Adrian's house. We began to look for Corey.

Corey and Roger were the only ones beside the General that already had Top Security clearances so I asked Adrian what it was they did.

"He invents face recognition cameras. Many are being used for security at military bases and airports. Corey is his engineer. By the way, your station has three of their cameras. Roger also owns the accounting agency I run.

There are actually three more people with Top Secret clearance in this town, Marie Chapman, Wendy, and Harry Morgan, the note holder for our Cloverleaf subdivision. And Paloma is not the only person being hid in town."

"Oh. Who?"

"We don't talk about that."

"Thank you."

He was momentarily confused by my reply but was soon laughing.

We found Corey and deposited his daughters on his lap then went to back to the other house for food. 

Martina and I did not leave the house until all laps were empty and the tacos and burritos were gone.

Paloma had apparently memorized the layout of the yards and Martina's house by the time we left. She went to the bathroom by herself. She did not carry her cane all day.

As we got home Naomi caught up with us, she had pussy breath. 

Paloma and I went to the back porch and as she cuddled to me said, "I loved our day. I had never been allowed to hold a child unless I was sitting until today but I had three kids in my arms this afternoon that Martina and I rescued from the maze. It has been a great day."

"Yes it has. I had a kid fall asleep on my shoulder while walking around holding her. A first for me."

"I am too old for us to have kids," she said sadly.

"It's OK, we would never be able to catch one. We could probably borrow one when we feel the need."

"Leigh's twins first."

"Or Helen's boy."

We laughed and kissed. Naomi came out with three glasses of wine and handed each of us one.

She said, "Adrian's assistant Petra told me Adrian really wants Paloma as his receptionist. Martina told him Paloma can easily tell when someone is hiding something and he wants her to help him in that."

"What time is it?" I asked.

"Almost eight."

"We will know soon. It is already Sunday in Spain."

"How will we know what happened?" Naomi asked.

"Lets go to the station. We may be able to tap into the feed."

"I would rather wait until somebody gives us the final score except for the number of dead," Paloma said.

"Go ahead sir, we will be fine."

After kissing them I went to the front door as Jim was about to knock.

"Let's go, we are missing the show. I called your systems chief and he has the satellite feed and the marine comms captured."

We sped to the base and watched as three British Navy large interceptors and four Spanish boats surrounded the small passenger vessel. We heard someone say, "She is dead in the water."

We saw and heard nothing happen for about five minutes then saw a British ship close in.

"They must still be in International waters," Jim said.

"The British commander has invited two of the Spanish Navy ships to join them. The passenger ship is going to be boarded," someone said over the intercom.

"Five minutes later we heard, "Passenger down. Operation continues."

Twenty minutes later we saw activity all around. Boxes where being transferred to the British vessel, Twelve people were transferred to the Spanish boats, one on a stretcher all in handcuffs. Fifteen people were transferred to the British boat, all appeared to be women and children.

Two people went to the passenger vessel from a Spanish boat and we saw the British vessels head west and the passenger vessel and the Spanish boats head north. It was over.

Jim told my chief, "Thanks and remember you were not here and don't know if anything happened."

Jim then led me back outside and said, "It may be days before we hear what happened but we may also hear something by the morning."

I patted him on the back and asked, "Do you miss the excitement?"

"No, Wendy is excitement enough for me," he said with a laugh.

He drove me home and I told the waiting girls that, "It is over and several were taken away in cuffs. One was apparently shot but was well enough to cuss everyone around him.

The men were taken by the Spaniards and the women and children by the British. I hope that the guy doing all the complaining was the top guy they were looking for."

"When will we know," Naomi asked.

"Maybe tomorrow maybe never. I am hoping my former boss will call me and fill me in but that may be a while."

It was in fact twenty seconds. As Paloma and Naomi went to the back porch my phone rang. 

My former boss said, "We have all of them. Everyone in their organization was on that boat including their families. The downfall of Gaddafi took any protection they had away. The illegal aliens on the boat were themselves.

The head of the organization was the only one injured and that was by his wife who shot him in the ass. He should have left his mistress at home. You are released of your protection duties and so is Rios but you may assign her to your station, you need a bilingual intelligence sailor."

"Sir, how long can we stay in the house?"

"Hell, we have owned it for years and you are the first ones to live in it. Take your time, I will give you a couple of months warning before you have to vacate. Tell the lady thanks for us."

"Yes sir. One question sir. What will happen to Felicia?"

"She is being relocated to a safe house in the Canary Islands."

"Thank you sir."

"Bye."

I grabbed a beer and joined the ladies on the porch. I waited for their kiss to end.

"Naomi, you are hereby released from your current duties as a security agent."

"But I..... Sir, thank you for the opportunity to serve. I apol.....

"Shhh, he has something else to say, Paloma told her.

Naomi had not noticed my small smile until then.

She wiped away a tear and sat attentively.

"It would be wise for you to call Petra and see if they can put you up for a few days. You are on official leave until next Wednesday then you will report to me and will be assigned to your new duty station on boat one."

Naomi flew out of the swing and landed on my lap and she just took my breath away with her kiss then was suddenly gone.

Paloma asked me politely to please sit with her on the swing.

I did smiling broadly.

"Does it mean our marriage is over?"

She could not see my smile. I took a short cut and gave her a long soft kiss.

"Was that a no?" she asked me with growing excitement.

"It is a no, not ever."

She hugged me and cried and laughed and kissed me then laughed again.

"When do we have to move?"

I had already grown uneasy on having an undetermined vacate order and already knew this was the town I was going to retire in so I had decided to buy a house.

"No deadline but get Martina to help you find out about the house across the street from hers and the onenext to us. And tell her you need a part time job, maybe a receptionist somewhere. We will need the money."

Paloma resumed laughing and crying and kissing me.

Naomi came back and said; "Petra and Sally volunteered to put me up but they had agreed they would not have sex with others in their own house. 

I told them that would not work for me. I will need more time to find a place if you don't mind."

"How did they react when you told them you would not be moving in with them?" Paloma asked.

"They were very happy, I think they may want me as much as I want them."

I said. "Paloma and Martina are going to try to find a house for us on Monday. Join them and see if there is anything out there for you too. You can stay here until the boss says they need it. 

"Now. Tell us what happened in the Mediterranean." Paloma said.

"The bad guys were forced out of Libya and were on the boat, all of them, including the mastermind and owner. They were the illegal aliens. The Spanish Navy participated in the operation and took all of the men and their boat. The British took all the women and children. Apparently your former friend gave them the same information you gave us.

"She is not my former friend, she is a sister. We lost our father."

"Then you will be glad to hear she is now in a safe house in the Canary Islands."

"Can you find her?"

"No. I can ask that she be given a phone number. I will get you a disposable phone but don't get your hopes up, the probable answer will be no."

"Try please."

" I will."

On Monday I had a routine day at work and when I got home found Martina and Paloma talking about the house next door. 

Martina said, "They were con artists and put a down payment on the house as it was being finished. They began to use the address as their home but never lived there. They sold the house three times until a realtor caught on. It took over a year to get through the lawsuits and criminal case but the builders just put it back on sale so it must have been settled."

"What about the two bedroom house across the street from you?" I asked.

"Sold last week."

"Who is the realtor for the builders?"

"Amanda MacDuff, Helens mother. She is at Helens house babysitting.

We all walked over there and after telling Paloma how beautiful she was she told us the deal on the house and she confirmed everything Martina had told us except she added that the investors wanted a quick deal.

I asked her how much and she said that she had been authorized to give discounts for almost everything and we qualified as armed forces and handicapped so we were eligible for the biggest two.

She told me the price. "I will buy it," I said.

"I will come by your house tomorrow night with the papers. Your new house is the mirror image of the government one. Everything on your left now will be on your right and your yard gates now leads to Corey and Leigh and the twins.

Give me your military ID, I will make a copy of it then give it back. Your wife's name is Paloma?"

"Actually it is Alicia. Paloma is her middle name."

"I am not a fan of Alicia," Paloma said.

"I will use the initial A. 

Military do not need any money up front. I will have keys for you tomorrow night. 

Without thinking I kissed her. She seemed to have been expecting it. Paloma and Martina ravished her, which for a straight woman she enjoyed very much.

Paloma said to Naomi, "I hope you caught Amanda's line about trading two townhouses for the two bedroom. It means she will soon have two townhouses to sell."

"Yes, I did. I doubt I make enough money to qualify. I will check anyway when she has them ready.

Naomi took Paloma to work the next two days. 

On Friday Adrian said he needed her eight to five every day and he could pick her up and bring her home. Paloma had a full time job.

Naomi pointed out that Paloma was gorgeous, sexy, friendly and blind. She requested that her duty hours be amended so she could remain her chauffeur. Her boat was out from nine until four.

I kissed her cheek and said, "Thank you."

The following Saturday the furniture company delivered our furniture and Naomi set up the kitchen like the one we had. Paloma was helping Martina with children's hour. 

Adrian, Corey, Sammy and Roger helped with the boxes and in less than an hour we locked up the old house and now lived in the new. 

The guys, Naomi and I walked to Martina's house and helped with the child wrangling.

On Sunday we went to Sammy's house and watched football, drank beer, and ate good food until our women came for us. Paloma came in just as naked as the others, took my hand and walked out with me. Leigh and Helen were naked too. I saw several get on bikes and pedal away naked.

On our way to our house Paloma took my cock out and held it instead of holding my hand. It was ready for her when we got home. 

It turned out to be the last such orgy, in Adrian's yard. The lesbian orgies continued in Wendy's younger sister Mo's yard for Paloma and Jana and Inga's pool for Naomi.

Five years later Paloma and I revisited the small plaza where we met on a trip to Spain with Adrian and Martina. Paloma's long black hair had by then returned and I had bought a long white dress for her to wear on the same bench. Adrian took pictures of us and pictures of Martina and Paloma.

As we ate at a restaurant in Seville Paloma's cell phone rang, it was her disposable phone. It was Felicia.

Paloma went outside and laughed and cried for an hour. I went out and led her to a bench that was nearby and asked her to tell us when she was given the number.

"One hour ago," she said.

It took another five years but we did manage to go visit her. 

Felicia would not be issued a passport.

Naomi was transferred to Florida but she decided she did not want to leave her Mom so she left the service.

We were happy to have our daughter home.

Then I was called back by the intelligence agency. 



Felicity Ch. 26



Chapter 23: What happens in Vegas... 

OK, I knew I was a nerd. I have known since I understood what a nerd was. The problem was that I did not look like a nerd. I was tall, semi-handsome, had a deep voice, and did not need glasses. 

But I was also a loner with a perhaps an unhealthy attachment to my iMac.

I was terminally shy with everyone and catatonic with girls. Twice I had paid professional ladies to take my virginity and twice I had failed to get the necessary erection.

I was a nerd.

Thankfully the mother of one of my few friends saw me for what I was and had the patience to allow me to shed my virginal status with her. Her kindness extended to the lessons necessary to be a good lover. 

I learned my lessons well and by the end of her tutoring I had the skills. 

Unfortunately I did not have the courage for the hunt.

Roll forward five years and I was still the same guy except I had a college degree, a good job, and had been laid by seven different women. 

OK, three of the girls were drunk at the time and it is possible they do not remember me but I very much remember them so it counts. The others I will admit were nerdettes. 

One of them wanted us to fuck all the time for nearly three months then went to a college a thousand miles away. She never moved back home. 

She was the only one I had fucked more than twice; in fact we had fucked more than twenty times. She was the only one that I could have called a girlfriend although there was never really was an emotional attachment between us.

My job however was right up my alley. I had tried teaching physics but I lasted just one year. I now installed intelligent spot light systems in all kinds of venues all over the country. 

I also worked by myself.

My boss Roger called me into his office on the Monday of Thanksgiving week and after I answered his question on special plans for the holiday with a "No" he said, "Marshall, I have a job for you. 

But before I explain it to you I want you to know that if this had come up in March or June I would have picked you anyway, you are my best lightrider. The fact that you are a loner by nature will help both of us.

We have made our biggest single sale so far, twenty-one units. They all need to be up and running by New Years Eve."

"I could put up twenty one units in two weeks. What's the catch?"

"You will need to work around the schedule of the venues. You will be rushed for a few days at a time and be completely idle for a few days at a time. 

Your last four are scheduled for December 23rd but your room reservation is good until the twenty-seventh just in case."

"OK, when do I need to start?"

"Today, your plane leaves in four hours. You are going to Las Vegas."

I smiled; I had always wanted to go to Las Vegas. "Where am I staying?"

"Amazingly enough right on the strip at The Imperial Palace. Our favorite numbers cruncher Petra figured that since fifteen of the jobs are walking distance away it would save us cab fare and save you heart attacks. She also got the hotel to give us a big discount for a thirty-day stay. 

There is a three-day stretch we see in which renting a car makes sense. All you need is in this folder. Look it over on the plane. Your first installation is the showroom at the Imperial Palace itself. 

The units are already in Las Vegas at each venue.

Daily progress reports to me on my cell phone please. Written reports when you can send them. Go, you have a plane to catch."

As soon as I checked into The Imperial Palace I went to the showroom and checked out the unit. I made sure it was still alive then went up the scaffolding to see how big of a problem I had

.

In most jobs our biggest headache was getting the existing units out of the way. After they were gone the next problem was seeing that I had enough vertical clearance for the unit, In effect the units looked like there were two spotlights, a small one under of the other. The bottom part of each was the optical scanner and the motor that moved the spot. Anything in its way had to be removed.

Luckily our single units weighed less than the old spots so whatever support they had would do. Controlling the unit was by a remote control device so I had no wiring to do other than plugging it in.

I had the unit at the Palace running in just over one hour. 

Thanks to the Pacific Time Zone I had a lot of time to explore.

After a shower I went out on The Strip and soon ran into a lot of people handing out business cards from women that wanted to make my stay memorable. I took a few thinking it was free Vegas memorabilia. 

Then I walked on to see The Bellagio fountains. I stayed for three shows and loved the first two but by the third my interest was in how it worked.

I purchased a ticket to the Eiffel Tower at The Parisian just so I could look down on the fountains from above. 

I thought I had it figured out when I heard a lady read to her kid from a guidebook a paragraph that detailed how the fountains worked. I could not have been more wrong.

I treated myself to the Bellagio buffet and it was as fantastic as its reputation. I ate too much. 

I looked around at the sights inside the hotel then yawned. 

I was baffled, it was just ten PM. Then I remembered, time zones. My body sensed midnight and my body knew the clocks were lying. 

I went back to my room, and in five minutes I was asleep.

I was wide-awake at four AM. I forced myself to stay in bed until five, gave up and took a shower. At five thirty I was searching for a cup of coffee.

The hotel had a diner that feature steaks and eggs for breakfast. They also had prime rib..... for breakfast.

I had three spots to put up that day and two of the clubs were open to me until four. The third would be available to me after five. I had them all done before seven that night.

As I went back to my room I saw a girl my age emerge from a door. A man was handing her some bills and she smiled at me as she walked away.

"Oh, wow. A hooker," I thought.

I looked at the stash of flyers I had gotten the previous day and tried to pick one. They were all way too pretty for someone like me although it was possible that I was just too much of a coward to call one.

I decided that what I really needed was a shower and took one. Unfortunately that got me wide-awake.

I was naked in bed when I decided to see what the hotel services where and noted a selection of adult movies, they were eight dollars each. 

But I was on a company credit card. Petra would point it out to Adrian and he would probably frown on that.

I decided I needed more information but also decided not to call because they would know my room numbers then my name,

I dressed and went to talk with the concierge but stopped when I saw she was a lady and was talking to a girl about my age.

"Mom I just don't understand it, the club says no sex but everyone expects sex and I have to fight them off," I heard the young woman say.

"Baby you can handle it. You will have your masters in four weeks and will get a real job. All of this will fade into a weird memory."

"I know Mom but we need the money."

"We will be fine without the money."

An older couple stepped up behind the girl and she gave her Mom a kiss and stepped aside.

She saw me staring at her and stopped to give me a chance to say something

.

"I didn't mean to, umm, service, eavesdrop, but I was urrr... service uhh, wondering ahh, kind of, offer, umm, you service?"

She smiled at me, a real smile. "Buy me a cup of coffee?"

"Absolutely."

She was the prettiest girl I had ever been seen with. She was tall, slender, part oriental. Her mother was Asian, likely Korean.

I got us coffee and strawberry pie and we sat in the shop.

She related, "Dad lost his job as I started on my third year at UNLV and it looked like I would have to drop out. Mom arranged for me to be a dancer at a club. 

I was awkward and shy but people liked me anyway. 

The girls told me of a service the club provided but I was too shy to consider it until tuition and fees were raised.

The "extra services" allow the girls to keep all the money as long as we do not have sex. The ones that do have sex are not allowed to share with the club. The club owner wants happy customers but wants to stay OK with the law. 

There have been girls that have found their names off the schedules for that.

The no sex part is clearly stated but one in five customer still thinks that is what they are paying for.

I just had three of those in a row. The one tonight got mad and I had to lock myself in the bathroom until security came up. When they got to the room they found the guy naked, passed out on the floor outside the bathroom.

I told them who I worked for and they said go home. I came here to vent on Mom.

"

"I am sorry you had a harrowing experience."

"It's OK, it will be better tomorrow. Now what did you want to ask me?"

"Well, I...can wait until you are better. I was waiting to ask the concierge a question about certain charges and billing. It can wait until the morning."

She gave me a big smile and said, "You wanted to know if you could charge dirty movies to a different account? Yes you can but you do not need to. The bill will say "Other Incurred Charges."

I felt myself blush and I stammered a thanks.

"Are you vacationing? You don't strike me as a gambler?"

"Oh, I am not. I came to do a job."

"You're a hit man?" she asked me with a grin.

I returned her grin and noted I was suddenly at ease with her. 

I said, "Not exactly. I am installing smart spotlights."

"How can spotlights be smart?"

"Ours has a face recognition camera, the spot will follow anyone you designate automatically. The operator stays on the ground with a remote control unit. That was a concession to the union, the spots do not really need operators at all."

"You mean you program it on me and a spot will follow me everywhere I go?"

"Yes, we have spots that can follow two or three people no matter how many other people cross their path."

"Where have you installed them?"

"Well, one of them is in the small showroom here. They used it tonight."

"Show me please."

We stood and we went backstage at the show room. 

The comedian's show had ended and the only ones there were the cleaning crew. I had her stand on stage and turned on the controller. I got a picture, zoomed in on her and pressed, "Choose."

I turned on the spot and she was bathed in light. I asked her to try to run away from it and she did. 

Everywhere she went the light stayed on her even when she ran into the seats and tried to hide behind a large lady. Everyone was laughing and the lady tried to steal the spot but could not.

I turned the light off and hit cancel. She rejoined me on stage and said, "That is an amazing thing you put up there."

"Thank you but all I do is the installing. My boss is the genius. I have a few more to install around town including two and three target units. I will be in town into December."

As we walked back to the lobby we introduced ourselves. "My name is Holly, the woman you saw me talking to is my Mom Liz."

"Oh, hi. I am Marshall. Very happy to meet you,"

Her mother was walking towards us and I saw Holly surreptitiously shake her head no at her Mom. Her Moms fake smile turned into a real smile for me. 

Liz asked her daughter if she was ready to go home.

"Yes, but meet Marshall. He is installing smart spotlights and has one up in the small theater. That thing is amazing, I tried to run away from it and couldn't."

"Oh, Carrot Top is going to love that. Do we need to get you something to eat before we go home?"

"No, he got me strawberry pie."

"Next time you are buying strawberry pie make sure I get one," her Mom said to me with a giggle.

We waved goodbye and I returned to my room. I got in bed naked and picked up the remote. I was stunned to realize I did not want to watch a "dirty movie," I was in too good a mood. I turned on the TV to the channel showing Vegas attractions and made notes on things I wanted to see. 

I had twenty items on my list before I fell asleep.

As I headed out the next morning I looked to the concierge's booth and looked for Liz. She of course was not there. 

I installed three units before five and went back to my room and the shower. 

After I dried I looked at my list and divided it by ticket required, spending money and free.

I had decided to go see a show and went to the concierge desk with my list to get a ticket prices. Liz was there and recognized me.

"Marshall, did you watch a good movie last night?"

"No, I watched the Las Vegas attractions channel. I decided to go to a show."

I handed my list it to her. Liz told me which ones were available for that night and their cost. Exorbitant was the price for all of them.

She sympathized and said, "We have not seen any of them ourselves either. You can however have a good show in your room for less than half that much."

"Mom! You are soliciting for me!"

Holly had been standing behind me.

"Marshal deserves the best we offer," her mother said with a cackling laugh.

"Witch," she called her mother as she moved me away from her booth. There were people behind us laughing.

"Coffee?" she asked.

"Sure. You don't work tonight?"

"I did, already. I had a woman earlier."

"Hmm, uh, what is it you, umm, do?"

"I keep the client company while they masturbate."

"Oh."

"Fifty dollars a session. Are you interested?"

I was of course but had the feeling it was a trick question.

"Maybe but I was wondering how much you would cost me for being my date to a show. I would rather not go alone."

"Which show?"

"I gave your mom a list and she was looking to see what is available.

"

"Lets go find out."

"I will need strawberry pie. Go ahead and I will be there shortly."

When I joined them Liz gave me a big kiss for her present and hid the pie behind her booth. 

Holly said, "We are going to the Cirque Mystere show. Mom got us VIP passes so no charge from her or me. We do have time to get dinner and you will pay for that."

"Good deal. Where are we going to eat?"

"Mesa Grill in Caesars."

"Good, that was on the list."

She kissed her mother and her mother kissed me and off we went.

The food at the grill was very different and two hours later I still had not decided if I liked it or not and neither had Holly. She had a phone call while we were at the restaurant and she agreed to something.

Our seats at the show were on the third row and both of us loved it. The people in lizard costumes walking headfirst down a wall freaked me out.

After the show Holly said she had a client upstairs and we separated. I was hoping for a thank you kiss but had to settle for a wave. I wandered around a little but soon went back to my room. I waved at Liz as I walked by. She was not surprised Holly was not with me.

I had taken a shower and was naked in my bed trying to get my cock interested in picking a porn movie when I heard a knock on the door and Holly say, "It's me."

I put shorts on and let her in.

"Take your shorts off and get in bed," she said.

Stunned I did as she said.

"Don't cover up."

I was soon watching her take most of her clothes off and begin to caress her body. I had the hardest erection I had ever had.

"Don't touch yourself yet." She urged me.

She was kneeling at the foot of my bed nearly naked, pinching her nipples and caressing her pussy under her panties. 

She began to masturbate.

"Touch yourself but don't cum."

She was suddenly careening to an orgasm and she moaned, "Now."

I shot my load in less than thirty seconds. She had her orgasm before the last of my cum oozed out of me.

We stared at each other for a few moments, and then she said, "Get dressed. You owe me coffee and pie."

We got dressed and we sat in the shop drinking coffee and eating pie, coconut cream that night.

"You have now seen what I do for extra cash. Are you upset?"

"I am happy and empty. I hope the housekeepers don't charge me extra."

She laughed and said, "That was a lot more stuff than I normally see. You are more likely to get offers."

"Do you usually have orgasms?"

"No, although that was my third today. I did cum with the woman. In fact I broke a rule and let her kiss me and touch me. 

Cums for me are very rare with guys, they cum quickly, a lot sooner that it takes me. I held you back because I wanted us to cum together. I do fake it very well. And no it wasn't."

"I owe you fifty bucks?"

"No, I made one hundred today and enjoyed myself. It was a good day."

"The second client was respectful?"

"Not really. It was the same woman from this afternoon."

I lived in a town full of bisexual women so her revelations were just barely mildly interesting to me.

"Where are we going tomorrow night?" I asked with hope.

"Nowhere. Mom said nothing on your list is available. It is Thanksgiving Day."

"Oh, are you and your family celebrating?"

"No, Mom has to work and Dad is in Reno, he found a part time job there. They get very busy when skiing season starts."

"I would be honored if you shared dinner with me tomorrow."

"Honored?"

"Yes. Honored."

There was a shade of surprise in her face and a small blush that I did not understand.

"I have a girlfriend that does not have anything planned either. May she join us?" she asked me in a small voice.

"Of course, it's Thanksgiving."

"Thanks. I know just the place but we will need a cab," she said enthusiastically. 

"Mom works at three tomorrow. Would that be OK with you?"

"Perfect."

When Liz came over for her Holly told her about our date for Thanksgiving dinner. I did not understand the look Liz gave me.

At three the next day I was introduced to her friend and we went to a place called Aunty El's. It was somewhat northwest of the strip and was a restaurant for locals. They had a complete turkey and fixings dinner on special and the three of us ordered that. 

It was delicious.

Holly's friend was a very cute black girl name Rhonda that was a schoolmate of hers. They also worked at the same club. Her mother was working serving drinks to gamblers at Wynn's.

Rhonda was great company to Holly and pleasant company to me. 

Aunty El herself came over and kissed both girls on their cheeks but did not stop so I was not introduced.

"She probably thinks you are a client. I will straighten her out," Holly said.

As we were ordering dessert I ordered two dinners to take out. Rhonda was confused but Holly knew and gave me a big kiss.

"The dinners are for our Mom's," Holly told her.

Rhonda sobbed and buried me in kisses.

"Hey, hey, he's my date," Holly said.

I may have blushed.

Aunty El kissed my cheek as I paid the bill. I got a very fine smile from her.

We dropped off Rhonda at Wynn's then went to the Imperial. Liz was on break and we took her dinner to the break room. She gave me a hug and a wild kiss and I left Mom and Daughter together.

Turkey has the power to put you to sleep and I was mostly asleep in bed when Holly came up. She went straight to my bed and we lay down. Within three minutes we were asleep. 

Liz and Rhonda's mom Elaine awakened us. 

When I opened the door they noticed that Holly and I had been sleeping in the same bed and in fact Holly was just waking up. They also noted both of us were fully dressed.

Elaine hugged me and thanked me. Liz hugged and kissed me. Rhonda jumped into my arms and tried to devour me. Holly got up and slapped her ass.

The three walked out and Holly gave me a long satisfying kiss and followed them.

I had four spots to install scheduled for Friday. As it turned out my last one was at the club Holly worked in.




Felicity Ch. 26



I had just about finished when I heard her yell, "Hey, Marshall. Don't fall down!"

I almost fell down. 

I managed to get down in one piece but Holly slapped my shoulder and got on my case for pretending to fall and scaring her half to death. 

I apologized. 

She kissed me. 

Rhonda came over and kissed me. 

Holly smacked her butt.

I said, "This is a two spot unit. I need two volunteers please. OK, you two will do. Stand on the stage please.

"

"You are going to love this," Holly said to Rhonda.

I got them programmed and Holly immediately tried to get away from the light. Rhonda figured out the game and the two ran away separately then together then crossed each others path then gave up. 

They and everyone else in the club were laughing.

I gave the technician a three-minute lesson and he got two other girls to pose then run around. As usual the spot was a hit

.

"Are you staying for the shows?"

"No, I stink and I am exhausted. This is my fourth one today. Anyway the girl I wanted to kiss already has."

I felt someone smack my ass.

"Correction, the ladies I wanted to kiss already have."

I heard Rhonda giggling behind me.

"Pie then?"

"Deal," I said.

She kissed me again and I picked up my tools and left.

I had taken a shower and had my gym shorts on when I fell asleep. The next thing I knew a fully clothed Holly was in bed with me kissing me awake.

"You scared the hell out of me and Mom. We thought something bad had happened to you. You did not come down and did not answer your phone. You snored when the housekeeper opened the door so we cancelled EMS."

I could not believe that near strangers had worried about me to such an extent. I gave her a soft kiss and thanked her for worrying about me.

"It was not my choice," she said as she got up. 

"Pie," I said as I began to get up.

"No, stay in bed. Mom is ready to go. She told me to bust your butt but I will wait until it will really hurt."

She was to the door when I said, "Holly, I don't work at all the next three days."

She tried not to smile as she closed the door but I saw it. I was still smiling when I went back to sleep.

Holly came to the hotel around noon that Saturday and insisted I owed her lunch so we went to an Oriental buffet called Todai that specialized in seafood. It was on my list.

We learned each other's background and she was apparently fascinated by the way I ended up in my job. She was curious about my hometown.

She told me she did not work that night and said her Mom could get us into the Blue Man Group show, although not for free.

I realized that the price didn't matter and nodded. 

"Gondola ride before it?" I asked.

She gave me a big smile and a kiss. 

After lunch we went to M&M world and a shopping center with a thunderstorm indoor, both were on my list. We separated there and she got on a bus. 

She returned to the hotel at six. Liz handed Holly the tickets and told me she had charged my room one hundred and twenty dollars. We had two tickets; they were marked at one hundred and twenty one dollars, each.

"I love your mother," I told Holly as she put the tickets in her purse.

Liz stepped around the booth and kissed us and said, "I want a picture of you two in a gondola."

We began to hold hands somewhere along our walk to The Venetian. We had two pictures taken, one as we smiled, and one as we kissed. She said the second was for me to take home so I would not forget her.

There were no circumstances under which I would ever forget her, but I did not say so. Apparently my face told her anyway. I got a big smile and another kiss.

We loved the show and were happy we were in the fifth row. The fourth row got wet. They were saved by a long plastic sheet that was stretched in front of them that was a major confusion for us until the colored water started to fly off the drums.

We went to a corner restaurant on the way back. They had comfort food and she ordered fried chicken and I ordered fried catfish.

Her mother still had over an hour on her shift so Holly came up to my room and got us naked. She again did her act for me but had taken her panties off and was as nude as I was. 

She looked absolutely delicious.

Neither of us lasted any longer than before and again had big orgasms together. She picked up her blouse but put it down then slid up the bed naked and kissed me.

"No touching the goodies," she said and put her head on my shoulder. 

My hand went to her ass then to her hip. I apologized. 

She moved my hand back to her ass.

I kissed her softly and said, "Thanks for keeping me company, for being my friend.

"

"My pleasure," she said. 

We talked about the gondola ride and the earplug bin as we went into the theater and the show until it was time to meet with her mother. She told me I did not need to go down with her but I dressed and held her hand as we went down. 

Her mother seemed to sense something and gave me a soft loving kiss instead of the exuberant kind she had given me until then. I gave her the gondola picture and she kissed me again.

Holly gave me a soft kiss before saying; "I work at the club tomorrow until eleven. I wonder if anyone will want me afterward?"

"At least one guy will," I said. 

She giggled, kissed me, and then followed her mother out.

Liz called me the next morning and told me she had left a ticket for me to an afternoon burlesque show. The show was free but you needed a ticket.

I picked up the ticket then went to the check-in desk and got a door card to my room for Holly.

As it turned out the venue that afternoon was on my schedule and as soon as the show was over, (a corny but funny show with tits), I went back stage and found that my package was there. 

The stage manager said I had three hours if I wanted to install it.

It took me an hour and a half to install the two-spot and the comedians had a new toy to play with. The star of the show asked me if the scanner only worked with faces.

"No, I have set them up for dogs, pigs, birds,"

"Tits?"

I smiled and said, "Lets find out."

He called the lady that was topless for half the show to come over and I zoomed in on her breasts.

The two immediately improvised a very funny skit using the capabilities of the spot.

"I spend the first part of the show dressed, show me how to do this," she asked.

I did and she learned quickly and the two began to adjust their roles. Watching two pros flesh out a new routine was fascinating.

All seemed to be very pleased with the spot and me. The man gave me two tickets to a major topless show for the following week.

I went to Holly's club at nine. She came over and sat with me and told me to chat her up. 

I told her I had no clue how to do that. 

She laughed and called me, "Nerd."

I was surprisingly not offended. She had said it with affection. It was true anyway.

"Look interested, you have competition," she ordered.

I caressed her hair and her cheek. She pressed her face to my hand. Both of us knew it was not an act although both of us pretended it was.

She came for me at ten thirty and said, "Give me ten bucks."

She gave them to an older lady and we went to my room. We masturbated. She lay next to me and I hugged her. We were still nude and one of her breasts was pressing my chest. 

She sighed.

I kissed her. 

She began to caress my chest. 

I placed a hand on her ass. I caressed it. 

We kissed again.

My free hand was caressing her tummy between tits and pussy. 

We kissed often.

I began to dread December twenty-eighth.

Her mother called my room and said, "Tell her I will be ready to go in ten minutes.

"

Holly and I kissed then dressed. She noted the second room door card and smiled. She put it in her purse. We met her mother who kissed me softly and said goodnight. 

The most difficult thing I had done in years was releasing Holly's hand that night.

Our next day was a lot different. She came over for lunch and we talked. She did not want to go exploring, she wanted to go to my room and masturbate. We did twice and cuddled naked between them.

I was allowed to caress a tit. 

After we finished our second cum she got dressed and said she had to go to work. I did not get a visit that night.

The next night after installing a couple of three spot lights 

I looked for Liz as I got back to the Imperial even though I knew she did not work that night. She was spending five days in Reno with her husband. 

I did not expect to see Holly. She worked that night and I thought she would be entertaining someone again. The thought bothered me a lot more than expected and I was suddenly in a bad mood.

I sensed there was someone in my room as I entered but did not turn the light on. My eyes adjusted and saw Holly sound asleep on my bed. 

Elation erupted from me with such power I had a difficult time keeping quiet. 

After I calmed I thought, "What an odd reaction."

I went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. When I went to the bed I noticed she was wearing the Mystere shirt I had bought for her so I put shorts on, crawled in next to her and kissed her.

She mumbled something and cuddled to me. I kissed her again and she awoke long enough to kiss me back and returned to sleep. 

I did not think I could possibly sleep but I was out in less than five minutes. 

Again I was exhausted.

I was alone in bed when I awoke. I went to the bathroom, peed, and then brushed my teeth. When I stepped out Holly was coming into the room carrying a tray of food and coffee.

"I am sorry I crashed your room but I needed a quiet place to study. I have two finals next week."

I had not noticed the books and notepad on the desk until then.

I kissed her and we sat and ate breakfast. 

As we sipped coffee she told me her client the last two days was the same woman. She said she had eaten pussy.

(It would be three weeks before she confessed how afraid she was I would be upset by her revelation).

That day I just nodded at her statement and held inside of me my relief it was not a guy. 

What I did say was that the pastry was delicious then as we finished our coffee I asked which tests she was studying for.

She saw I had no problems with her escapade and gave me a big smile and said, "Physics and math. Math Tuesday and Physics Thursday. I am OK with the math, not so OK with Physics.

I looked at her Physics textbook and her notes and offered to help her with it. 

She kissed me and said, 

"That would be great. When do you work today?"

"I have to be finished by two. It is a single spot so it will take me less than two hours. It is the only one today then I will need a rental car for a couple of days. 

I have two somewhere near Lake Mead and another two somewhere near the border with California. Then none for three days."

"That would mean we can go over the Physics all day for three days. I am not working tonight, do work tomorrow night, then not at all next week."

"Are you interested in watching the show Crazy Horse?"

"That was not on your list."

"No, I got tickets from the comedians that star in the showroom I did the day before, thanks to your mom."

"Yes, I would love to see the show with you. "What time?"

I searched for the tickets and said. "The tickets are for Saturday. Humm. It does not start until ten."

"That would be fine. I would love to see their costumes, you will love the tits. Go do your spot for today then take me to lunch, I will still be here when you get back."

We kissed, I got dressed and left. I got back around noon, kissed her then went to the shower. 

All of the units I had taken down were covered with dust but the one that day was the worst. It was an old nude dancers club and was coated with cigarette tar.

Holly came in the bathroom and asked me when was the last time anyone had scrubbed my back. I said never. 

She took her t-shirt off and got into the shower with me. 

We both watched my cock rise. 

As soon as it was as hard as it could be she turned me towards the wall and began to scrub my back with a soapy washcloth. She did a complete job from my neck to the back of my legs spending considerable time on my ass, most of that without the washcloth.

She seemed to be admiring my body. Her fingertips ran up and down each part of me softly. I was slim but my job had given me muscles, I was in good shape.

As she finished she pressed her body to me. I could feel her hard nipples stabbing my back. She kissed my neck. Her arms went around me and she grabbed my cock. 

Holly caressed it for a while then she masturbated me. 

I splattered the wall in front of me in less than four minutes even though I tried to hold back.

As soon as my cock began to die I turned to her, kissed her, then turned her away from me. I did not pick up the cloth and just washed her back with my hands. My not entirely flaccid cock tapped her ass. 

I took a chance and also soaped her tits, she moaned. After I rinsed her I hugged her back to me and put one arm around her until I had a tit in my hand and slid the other around until a fingertip found her clit.

It took her five minutes to orgasm and I continued to kiss her neck and shoulders until she sighed.

I pulled her out of the shower with me and we dried each other off. Without saying a word we dressed and went outside the hotel. We just stood there on the sidewalk for a few moments until I took her hand and asked, "Where to?"

She squeezed my hand and led us to an Emeril's restaurant at the pyramid. It was on my list but I do not remember what I ate; I do remember we kissed often.

After lunch we wandered around and I was able to check off a couple of places on my list but not the roller coaster at New York, New York. Holly had no intention of getting on it and I was apparently no longer a loner.

It was late afternoon before we returned to my room .

We undressed in front of each other but there was little hanky panky. She wore her M&M t-shirt and I wore my shorts and Blue Man shirt. We studied until we were nodding off. 

My hand was on a breast as we fell asleep.

The next morning I awoke when she squeezed my cock. She was ready for us to masturbate. She did not wait for me and was quickly done as I kissed a breast. I never got my shorts off.

I decided to wait until later and we dressed for breakfast.

She apologized for not waiting and promised to make it up to me. I told her that watching her get off was a great reward for me by itself. She gave me an enormous kiss that she accompanied with a cock squeeze.

After breakfast I went to the car rental booth and got a Camry with a GPS. 

Holly had told me she was not coming with me but as I began walking to the side exit she was there with her physics text and her note pad. She took my hand and we drove south. 

She studied while I put up the three-spots and five hours later we were on our way back.

I took a shower but she did not join me and entered after I got out.

I was in my shorts as we resumed studying. She would give my cock caresses and I caressed her bare ass when we kissed. Somehow we did a lot of studying.

That evening I went to work with her and spent a lot of time with Rhonda. She wanted a guy to loose interest in her. 

Holly confirmed the potential problem so Rhonda and I kissed often. After work we walked her to Wynn's and her mother. The guy did not follow us out.

Rhonda gave us love filled kisses and went to help her mother serve drinks. On our walk to our room Holly told me that she and Rhonda had performed together for the woman on their third tryst. It was not the first time she and Rhonda had done so. 

"We have been intimate but have not gone down on each other."

I asked, "Why not?"

Holly gave me a confused/muddled look then a big smile.

I looked for her Mom but she said, "Mom is not coming back until graduation. She told me she was not done with my father." Holly was giggling when she said that.

We got in bed and kissed and caressed. She was wearing only the t-shirt and I was wearing only my gym shorts. 

She somehow ended up over me and began to caress her pussy with my cock. My shorts separated my cock and her pussy but we both knew we were fucking.

She had a small orgasm then slid off me. She softly touched my cock, then reached up the leg opening and began to masturbate me. I slid my shorts off and pulled her shirt off. We masturbated each other, slowly, gently. I had my orgasm as she was coming down from her third.

She went to the bathroom and came out with a towel and wiped us off although it was she that needed it. We cuddled and surprisingly we were soon asleep.

The next morning we again showered together and she masturbated for me. 

She stood in front of me and had stared at my very erect cock all the way through. 

For a few seconds she grabbed it and rubbed it on her clit. All I needed to do was lean forward and my cock would have slipped in. I did not move. 

She had a tremendous orgasm. 

My cock slid slightly past her pussy lips. I did not move.

She got on her toes and gave me a long sensuous kiss. 

My cock slid into her pussy well past the cock head. 

I did not move.

She gave me a desperate kiss as my cock slipped completely into her then she softly groaned then backed away. 

She understood that when we fucked it would be her decision.

We dressed and drove to my next appointments. She almost got me running off the road when, she masturbated on her seat as I drove on the highway. 

It was nearly dark on our way back and she pulled my cock out and masturbated me.

It was a long day for us.

We showered and went to bed naked. We were exhausted so after some kisses and caresses we went to sleep. I had a hand on a breast and she pressed her ass on my dick.

We tried to resume studying the next morning but she became fidgety. 

Perhaps it was that we had not dressed after we got up. 

Perhaps it was that she could see my erect cock twitch with my every heartbeat as I lay flat on the bed. 

Perhaps she felt her chair getting wet. 

The result was that she came to bed and impaled her pussy on my cock.

We both groaned and she draped herself on me and began to kiss me with passion. We were in mid fuck before the kiss ended. She had a hard orgasm and I turned us over and took her to another before I emptied myself in her.

I rolled us to our sides and tried to catch my breath.

"We were not supposed to do that," she said.

"We had no chance of holding off," I said.

I kissed her. It took me half a dozen kisses to get her to respond. She groaned and slid her body over mine and kissed me ferociously. She rubbed her pussy on my cock then groaned and stood up.

"I need to go home and dress for tonight. You will need to wear your suit."

She stood, dressed, and left. 

I worried she might not return but noted all her books and notes were still there.

I smiled, until I noted it was already days into December. I felt a heavy sadness settle in my chest. 

I wondered if I was in love with her. 

I had to laugh

.

I slept for about an hour then took out my laptop to send an update to Roger. He thanked me for doing so well then asked, "Who is the girl?"

My expenses had shown up at the office.

I saw no point in evading the situation so I replied, "Her name is Holly. I am sending you a picture."

I found the picture I had taken of her by the Bellagio fountains.

"Bring her home," was the reply.

It came from his wife Helen. It was after six at home.

Bring her home, she had said. I smiled. That would be perfect. I knew I did not have the guts to ask her but it was my fondest wish.

I was dressed when she came back with a backpack, a valise, and two dresses on hangers. She put it all away and kissed me.




Felicity Ch. 26



She said, "I am living with you until you leave. During that time we will be lovers. When you are gone we are done."

Her next kiss was tinged with a tear. I held her tightly. She suddenly said she needed to get dressed.

We both needed a distraction and I picked up her notes and quizzed her on physics as she put on her makeup and dressed. By the time she was ready we were both in a lighter mood. 

We held hands all the way through the Crazy Horse show. She had to elbow me when the topless dancers came on, I was looking at her.

The show was spectacular to the eye, she marveled at the costumes but somehow we were both disappointed. Cable and the web had made those shows obsolete.

We ate a late at the corner place then went to our room. We undressed slowly and went to bed naked. We embraced, we kissed. Her hand went to my cock, mine went to her pussy, and we caressed each other. She slid over me and we coupled.

We kissed. We did not move.

"Do you love me?" she asked with a small voice.

"Yes, with all my heart. I love you."

"I am so in love with you I don't know what I am going to do when you leave."

"That is simple, come with me."

"For how long?"

"Till death do us part?"

She began to cry and I held her to me and I kissed her over and over. She calmed and kissed me.

"Lets wait until after Christmas before we commit to anything. By then we will know if we have gold or coal."

"As you wish," I said.

She kissed my neck and said, "I love that movie."

"Nerd", I said to her. "Don't tell anyone but I have the DVD."

She giggled and asked, "You do?"

"Yes, and I also have the Wagner opera with Bugs and Elmer."

"Kill the wabbit?"

We both started singing until we were reminded it was past two in the morning. Our neighbor knocked on the wall and said, "You nerds keep the noise down! A few seconds of silence later he added, "And you forgot the-Your so lovely- I can't help it part."

We went from embarrassed to laughing instantly.

"Nerd," we said.

We thought we heard a chuckle. We kissed and cuddled.

Our sex organs reminded us they were ready to fuck. Holly made love to me instead. . When we fell asleep we both knew we were going to outlast December.



Felicity Ch. 27



"I need a pussy right here," Larry said as he pointed directly at his face. He was naked on his back on the floor at his girlfriend Rita's apartment in a mini orgy with his friend Andy and his girlfriend Doris.

He was mildly surprised when it was Doris' pussy that was being lowered to his mouth but he did not hesitate eating it. He accepted all of her instructions and urgings until she had an orgasm. 

It had been his first time to eat pussy and decided it was OK.

It was then that he noticed his girlfriend Rita was now fucking Andy with a strap-on. He mentally shrugged his shoulders and resumed eating pussy and got Doris to two more orgasms. By then he had decided that he liked eating pussy.

Doris slid her pussy down his body and slid his cock into her.

Rita was now fucking Andy's ass hard. He seemed to be enjoying it very much.

Larry worried about what Andy would think about he fucking Doris but decided he had no case to be jealous since Rita was pounding his butt.

Doris' fifth cum triggered his first. He then did something he had always wanted to do. He wrapped Doris in his arms holding her tightly to him and kissed her passionately. 

Doris reacted to it like she had just been given an unexpected fabulous gift and rained kisses on him.

Rita had never allowed him to do that. She did not cuddle.

As soon as Doris rolled off him Rita stopped fucking Andy and dove for Doris' cum filled pussy.

After catching his breath Larry went to the kitchen to get a coke. Andy was there and asked him if he ever got the same treatment from Rita.

"No, she has asked but I have not been curious enough. I take it you like it."

"A lot more than expected"

Larry had kept secret that he had been fucked by guys before. All had payed for the privilege.

He wondered if Andy was gay. 

The two couples had been friends since their last meeting with their parole officer and their counselor, mostly because all four were nerds. 

They were angry and disrespectful nerds that had been smacked down all their lives. They were each other's only friends, or rather their only companions.

Andy and he had fucked both girls but it had mostly been Larry and Rita and Doris and Andy. It was likely because of their height; Larry was the tallest so he ended up with the tallest girl, Rita.

Larry took a chance and asked Andy to stay with Rita that night. He was going home.

"Will you walk Doris home for me?"

"If she doesn't want to stay, sure."

Five minutes later Larry had dressed and waved at Andy and Rita and then began to walk away. Doris followed him.

"Andy told me you were walking me home. Have you switched girlfriends?"

"I don't know. He told me he likes how Rita plays so I told him to stay if he wanted to. I expected you to stay too."

"Oh, sorry."

"No, no. My favorite part of tonight was with you," Larry quickly said. "If we just accidentally traded girls I am happy with that."

She gave him a big grin, took his hand in hers then followed him into his apartment. He fixed them both a snack and a soft drink and kissed. 

Neither spoke as they became nude. 

They went to bed and she sucked his cock back to hardness then straddled him, sank her pussy over his cock, and gave him a long kiss.

"I had always thought we had the wrong partner. Rita is mostly gay and I love a nice cock in my pussy. Don't say anything to anyone but Andy's cock is not reliable and he will not eat pussy.

You do know your cock is bigger than his; it feels very nice in me. 

You have a new girlfriend."

Her fuck was long and slow. Her kisses were deep and passionate. 

If he had not cum in her before he would not have lasted very long. He also knew she had lied to him. She did that a lot with everyone except their chef.

Doris began to cum about every five minutes. He knew the first was faked but the rest were real. Doris was apparently very surprised by his stamina.

After twenty minutes she increased her speed and began to cum every two minutes or so. Six minutes later she was fucked out. 

He had not cum.

She rested for a few minutes as she kissed him then slid down his body until his cock was in her mouth.

"Tell me how you like it," she said.

"Slowly," he said.

"Tell me just before," she said.

He did but she ignored his warning and took his cum in her mouth.

They walked to the bathroom together and he expected her to spit it out but learned she had swallowed. 

He kissed her then offered his toothbrush to her. 

She giggled and said he had done that backwards, brush first then kiss. Before she brushed he kissed her again.

She moaned.

"You are my first by the way, the first in my mouth, the first to cum in my mouth, and the first to swallow. Keep giving me multiple orgasms and you will get more blowjobs."

"I will always try to give you multiple orgasms and you do not need to give me blowjobs."

She was stunned; she suddenly knew she had made a mistake. He knew she had lied to him. She kissed him and left the bathroom. 

According to Andy she was sucking him off often. He wondered why she had claimed he was the first. Maybe she understood she had lost Andy and did not want to be alone.

After he brushed he was happy to see she was in his bed even if she appeared to be asleep. He cuddled to her and kissed her shoulder.

"Did Andy tell you I sucked him off?"

"I am fine with that, you were a couple."

"But you think I lied to you."

He did not answer. He did kiss her shoulder again.

Her face showed chagrin, which was soon followed by a very sad smile. She knew she had fucked up.

"I apologize. I know all guys love blowjobs and want to be the first to cum in a girl's mouth. Andy is no different and he was not my first. I will leave in the morning and you will not be bothered by me again."

He rolled her over to face him. He gave her a soft kiss and said, "I have been lied to all my life and you have been too. Let's just promise to never lie to each other and see where it leads us."

"What? You want to stick with me?"

"Until one of us gets sick of the other. We work the same shift at the same place so getting away from each other may be difficult. But you are the cutest girl I know so why not give it a try?"

Her smile for him was hesitant at first but she saw he was serious. With a brilliant smile she said, "OK but lets not fall in love. That would be messy."

"Agreed, fuck buddies would be great. Maybe a little more. No, strike that."

"A little more would be nice."

She kissed him and turned away from him as she wrapped his arm around her. He softly caressed a tit.

The next morning was a Saturday. Neither was in a hurry to do anything so they cuddled, took a shower, then went back to bed and fucked. 

They were cuddling when she said, "Lets rent kayaks and go fishing."

He looked at her as if she was crazy. Andy had complained about her "fishing fetish" and had never gone out with her. 

He saw she expected him to decline.

Larry said, "OK.

"

She was genuinely elated and jumped on him and buried his face with kisses.

After she loaned him one of her fishing rods they got sub sandwiches and cokes. They rented kayaks and paddled into the bay. For a while they followed a large stingray until they saw a school of spotted sea trout. They each caught several but kept only one each. 

Unaware of their witnesses they laughed and kissed often. They were the only ones on their planet.

One of their witnesses however was their chef. She was at a bay front restaurant where her daughter was assistant manager. 

She asked her husband, "You think they are in love?"

"Absolutely," her husband said. 

When her daughter came by she asked her the same question and got the same reply. 

"I hope it sticks," she added.

"It's likely their time," her Mom said. "Both work for me and have been crazy for each other for a while but had no clue. They are both rescued kids that have done very well. Michelle is going to go crazy when I tell her."

Larry went to Doris' apartment with her and in her kitchen they prepared the fish just as they did at work and ate them with some rice and carrots. 

Larry had been in her apartment before and had always liked her decor. It was a cheerful place in contrast with his, Andy or Rita's place. The only thing Larry had on his walls was his diploma from culinary school. The other two had blank walls. 

Doris had her culinary school diploma and some interesting wildlife prints including a big photo of a whale surfacing amid three kayakers. Larry knew that two of the three people in the photo lived in town but he did not know them.

After dinner they cleaned up the dishes and took a quick shower. It was quick because she had an orgasm in less than two minutes after he began to eat her pussy.

They returned to bed and he fucked her tenderly until they enjoyed simultaneous orgasms. They slept with arms and legs entangled for an hour or so.

He was eating her pussy as she awoke. 

After an intense orgasm she tried to suck his cock but he stopped her and said, "Let's go dancing."

She was again drowning him in kisses. 

He thought she had already surpassed the number of kisses he had received his entire life.

Larry went home to dress but came back ten minutes later with clothes on hangers and a box. 

She smiled at him and said, "Damn good idea."

She then saw he had brought his work uniform. 

"Fucking great idea," she said and kissed him hard.

They did not work until Tuesday. 

As they went past their restaurant they noticed that there was a dance exhibition in progress. They had heard the boss did that but had never seen it so they stopped and watched as she and her husband heated the place up with a Cha-cha.

As they applauded their boss ran to them and kissed each cheek.

"I am happy to see you two have come to your senses."

Their boss was quickly in the midst of fans so they took the escalator upstairs. Larry and Doris wondered how she would have known they had started dating.

They were unaware they were holding hands and had done so all day.

As he paid their cover charge somebody asked them if they worked in the kitchen downstairs. They said yes and soon had VIP passes. They got their entry fee back.

They danced for hours, made new friends. They shared with others their panic when an order for empanadillas came on their chefs first day but with her guidance they made them anyway. 

They were exhausted well before closing time so they went to her place and made love. 

They agreed it was the best date either had ever been on.

They agreed it was the best day they could remember ever having in their lives.

They thought it would be prudent if they stopped there.

They went to the long pier on Sunday and fished. He caught a small shark but cut his line before lifting it out of the water. Doris looked at him quizzically and he explained, "We don't want the tourist to realize they are swimming with sharks."

She gave him a long kiss. 

Doris caught a flounder big enough for both of their dinners, they went home and cleaned the fish then put it in a marinade Larry had prepared. As the fish marinated they showered then made love. 

That coupling lasted longer than all their others combined as they gave themselves to each other. 

Had anyone been watching they would have confirmed they were madly in love with each other. 

That they were in love never entered their minds.

Both however loved the flounder, they could taste the spices of the marinade and Larry had added a sumptuous sauce. 

After they ate they cleaned up the kitchen, then fucked. 

Well, it began as a fuck but by the end they were making love.

Neither had noticed that for all through two days not as much as five minutes had elapsed between kisses. Many others had.

On Monday Rita came to see him at his apartment and told him that Andy had moved in with her. She asked if he was OK with that. He smiled and kissed her then said, "As long as you don't hurt him too much."

"She laughed and said, "It is only pretend hurt. It really turns us both on."

When Rita left Doris came out of the bathroom and said, "There are other lies I need to confess to you. Andy's cock works well just not for very long. He does eat pussy. 

My cums came when he ate my pussy after he ejaculated in me. I think he likes the taste of cum. When I gave him blowjobs I kept his cum in my mouth and he would sweep it out with his tongue."

"Did you like that?"

"You know, this telling the truth thing is tough. I have always lied to people when they showed interest in me. 

Yes, I liked it. When you were filling my mouth I wanted you to do it but I worried how you would react so I swallowed, which really was a first for me. I was very surprised when you kissed me twice before I brushed my teeth."

"Did Rita fuck you with the strap-on?"

"Yes, often. Did she fuck you with it?"

"No but I knew she wanted to. She is an impatient lover; she wants her orgasms but does not appear to get any from her thingy. Weird." he said.

She gave him a kiss that may have revealed too much. Larry loved the kiss but broke it off before she did, he did not want to reveal too much.

They eventually remembered that they were in his apartment because he was moving in with her and resumed packing.

Two months later they moved out of the apartment complex and rented a town house that was bigger then their apartments combined and a much better kitchen. I was also much more quiet. 

It cost them less than their apartments combined did and a lot less in electricity. Their available spending money increased by more than their last raise did/

It made financial sense but neither thought of that for long, they like being a couple and both wanted better for the other. 

They got a new bed.

But soon both were afraid it had been a mistake. No one they had ever cared for in their life had stayed. They knew that if the other left them it would be the most painful loss they would ever have.

It took her first night of her period to calm her fears, he kissed and hugged her often and turned down all her offers of blowjobs and ass fucks. He hugged and kissed her and made her as comfortable as possible for the duration.

When her period ended she just ravished him continuously for the next two days.

He had decided he loved going fishing with her. She had accepted that he really did.

She loved to see him fly his model airplane and cried when she crashed it. He fixed it and helped her control it through a successful flight. She was very proud of herself. 

He helped her when she decided to buy her own plane. 

She helped him buy his own fishing rod.

They were both looking for reasons things could not possibly work between them. They had spent every minute of every day together for six months. They knew everything about each other. 

Larry was a drunk but had not had a sip of alcohol in three years.

Doris had lied to everyone telling them what she thought they wanted to hear. She had fucked both of her last foster parents the day she became eighteen. They put her out six weeks later.

After he became eighteen he fucked his last foster Mom regularly. Her husband knew and sometimes watched. When he began to caress his ass while fucking the wife he left.

Each had lived in a car for a year. Each had turned tricks for money. Both confessed to not minding that too much. Both learned homosexuals paid better. He learned not to mind sucking cocks or ass fucks with condoms.

Whatever each revealed about their past was forgiven and forgotten.

Neither lied to the other.

They made friends together, their new friends were couples, straight and gay.

He became a better dancer. She allowed him to rest between them, sometimes.

She got him to take out the trash without having to ask him. He got her to squeeze the tube of toothpaste from the bottom and to put the cap back on.

They fucked and made love every day except when she was suffering through her period. He continued to kiss and hold her.

He also continued to stop her from performing favors until she growled, "I want this!" as she gripped his cock. He allowed that blowjob.

She was continually reminding herself he was a nerd more interested in creating the perfect sauce than anything else, except maybe loving her. 

He reminded himself of her passion for fishing, for the sea, for deep frying fish. For making sure he knew he was loved.

Six months after they moved in together their inertia was nudged when after work their chef asked if they had told each other how much they were loved.

Neither spoke until they were in the shower. He looked at her and saw the water cascade down her face as her blonde hair plastered itself over it. He saw her smallish tits redirect the stream of water to his toes. He saw her blonde pubic hair seemingly shine with its own light.

He saw the way she looked at him.

She saw his gawky body; full of muscles no one else had kissed. She saw the perennially un-kept blonde hair that she would hang onto as he loved her pussy. She saw the beautiful full cock. 

She saw how he was looking at her.

They kissed. "I love you," each said.

Each understood what they were hearing and saying was the truth.

They embraced.

She sobbed for a while as he kissed her softly.

The shower hid his tears but Doris felt them. She hugged him to her with all her might.

They left the shower. After they dried each other off they sat on their love seat and just stared at each other and kissed.

Doris then got her phone and called their chef. She got voice mail and said, "Hi, this is Doris. Thank you chef. Larry and I understand. We love you."

She hung up and Larry said, "We need to get married, I'm pregnant."

"Oh, no. I was so careful. Wait. Is there another reason you think we should get married?"

"Well, it is such a small thing."

"Tell me."

"I love you."

She overwhelmed him with kisses then said, "I'll think about it," then resumed her kiss assault.

The phone rang and Doris saw that the chef was calling back.

She answered with, "The lunatic told me I needed to marry him because he's pregnant. I think he just trapped me into this."

Doris paused until the chef stopped laughing then Martina said, "You must do the honorable thing. Come on over now. We will discuss the terms."

"We will be right there."

"The chef asked us to go to her house?" Larry asked incredulously.

"Yes. Now."

The chef introduced them to her husband Adrian and a redhead named Wendy, the most popular and celebrated woman in town. Adrian and Wendy seemed to know all about them. 

The chef told them that they were Wendy's next project.

The two were too overwhelmed to say anything including asking "What project?"

Wendy asked, "Neither of you have parents?"

Both shook their head no.

To Doris she asked, "Do you have anyone that could walk you down the aisle?"

Again Doris shook her head no.

"The good looking man there will handle that job. Do you have a maid of honor and bridesmaids in mind?"

Both suddenly realized that Wendy's project was their wedding. 

Again Doris shook her head no. She looked like she may burst into tears. 

Their chef hugged her and said, "Everyone you need is or will shortly be in this house. They will be the exact people you would have chosen anyway. Neither of you is alone." 

The chef kissed Doris and she burst into tears. The redhead hugged and kissed her too.

The chef's husband Adrian led Larry to the patio and offered him a beer. Larry timidly said, "If you have a coke..." 

He soon had a coke in his hand and sat with him in his patio.

"My wife has been very impressed with the two of you for a while. She knows both of you went from foster home to foster home. She knows you waited on tables to pay your own way through culinary school. She knows you were at the top of your classes. She knows both of you used to have run-ins with authorities often.




Felicity Ch. 27



Your counselor sent you here because she knew this was the perfect place to learn and to find peace. Chef Mike hired you because you were good. 

My wife saw you as a loving couple before you were a loving couple. We are going to finance your wedding not because you need it but because we want to. All you and Doris need to do is listen to the redhead. Any questions?"

Larry was too overwhelmed to ask any and shook his head no and looked into the house. Several people had walked in and he worried about Doris.

"Relax, they will send for us eventually. I have heard you are obsessed with making sauces."

Larry breathed a bit easier; they were in his playing field. 

"Yes, sir. I am trying to find the perfect sauce for each of everything. I am trying to convince Doris that there is a perfect sauce for each seafood and everything does not need to be deep fried."

"Are you making any headway with that?"

"Some. I have fixed some sauces for the fish we catch that she has enjoyed."

"We saw the two of you trying to corral big redfish in the lagoon from kayaks. You lost yours but she got hers. I take it they were too big to keep."

"Yes sir, by a lot. Mine did his own self release and she would not let go of that for the rest of the day even though it was me that caught supper."

Adrian laughed and said, "Women are like that. But you know they love you and are very happy you are there with them for their triumphs. 

Appreciate their victories and ignore their failures. Praise the attempts. And she does remember you caught dinner."

Larry was obviously taking in every word he was hearing. 

"Do you know sign language?"

"Some, the chef strongly suggested we take the classes at the high school so we did. She is much better at it than I am."

"Yes, I see she is very good."

Larry looked towards the window and saw Doris laughing at something one of the newly arrived guests was signing. He saw that everyone in the room was laughing, all knew sign language. He decided to work on it a bit harder.

"It just takes practice, you will get better. Ask Doris to tell you that story. It is funny."

Doris came out and said, "Larry, we are going to Pedro's."

The man shook Larry's hand and said to him, "If you need someone to talk to I will find the time."

As Larry walked out he thought that maybe he at last had a father figure to look up to. That though was interrupted when their chef and Wendy kissed him on the lips. 

As they got in her Corolla both had tears in their eyes, and big smiles on their lips.

At Pedro's Larry and Doris found themselves in good company eating good food and having a good time with people that could not have possibly cared that they existed yet did. All were around their age. 

None was wearing a mask or copping an attitude or enhancing themselves. Their new best friends were real.

And most importantly to Larry, they loved Doris.

The blonde and the brunette were a committed couple; they had identical and unique wedding bands. The brunette was Petra, Adrian's vice president in their office.

The blonde was named Sally and had been on their line when they were first hired.

She had threatened to kill them both if they disappointed the chef yet defended their mistakes to her. They looked up to her. They were very happy they could be her friends.

The Hispanic girl was Marissa, the chef's daughter and the assistant manager of the large bay restaurant. They had met her at Jana's dance club and the club across the street.

The deaf girl was Janie, the owner and chef of her fast food restaurant and the daughter of one their big bosses. They went to her place for food often. 

Once their chef had asked him to hurry and get cumin powder to her, she had spilled hers and needed some immediately. Janie had kissed his cheek when he handed her a pint jar full. When he returned the chef had patted his back.

Janie's husband was the manager of the banquet and convention rooms at the resort. They had worked banquets for him. He was a good guy and obviously adored Janie. He was home with their daughter. 

A girl called Holly was there with them with her husband Marshall, she worked for Adrian with Petra. 

They started singing the Kill the Rabbit opera that everyone knew. Marshall and Larry sang the Elmer part.

That night in bed Larry and Doris spend several minutes laughing and crying before falling asleep in each other's arms.

There was no sex that night.

Six weeks later, on the morning that started Labor Day weekend, their wedding was exactly the one Doris had dreamed of but never expected to come true.

The blonde, Sally, was the maid of honor and Janie, Marissa, Holly and Petra were the bridesmaids.

His best man was the Chef's husband, Adrian.

Their chef, Martina was the matron of honor.

Those two became the mother and father they had never had.

Martina and Adrian were already Sally's parents and Adrian was Petra's dad so they easily accepted their new children. 

Both called Martina Mom everywhere except at work, Doris called Adrian Dad everywhere. Larry called him Sir, the only man he had called sir that he had not been forced to do so.

Doris and Larry were suddenly part of a large and loving family.

After they returned from their honeymoon in Las Vegas they wondered what had happened to their former lovers. They had not responded to the wedding invitations and in fact had not seen them since they had moved out of the apartments. 

Both waited on tables for a living although neither was all that reliable. 

They never heard anything that would have sent them back to jail. They had just simply left; rumors had it they went west.

They never found Andy and Rita.

Larry and Doris were offered kitchens of their own but turned them down. Both loved their chef and both got to run the kitchen at times. Both were now in charge of meeting the boats and buying the seafood for the restaurant. Larry was particularly good at getting good stuff at a good price. 

Martina bragged about them, her children.

A few months later an Indian restaurant with little clientele closed and Adrian bought it.

He invited Larry and Doris to cook dinner for the whole family at his house. This had happened before and they loved showing off to their family and friends just as Sally did with her birthday cakes for everyone.

Holly and Marshall, Petra and Sally, Janie and Bart and their daughter Ruth, Helen and Roger and their son AR, Leigh and Corey and her twins, Paloma and Wendy, sixteen people in all were dining that night.

The dinner was fabulous and Adrian was impressed by how well they worked together, and by the high number of kisses exchanged.

After dinner Adrian gathered the family in the living room and noticed Sally holding Doris' hand. "She knows, she remembers," he thought.

Adrian told Doris and Larry about the Indian restaurants demise then said, "Turn it into anything you want but I think a seafood restaurant would be good there. Something that serves fried catfish and grilled swordfish with sauce. Someplace that knows how to make seafood soup and cook an eel. A place where someone would enjoy assorted sea creatures empanadillas and fish and chips"

Doris cried and kissed Adrian and Martina over and over; Larry shook Adrian's hand then hugged him, then shook his hand again. Sally had tears in her eyes. Holly gave Doris a full lip kiss and so did everyone else, even Adrian. 

Larry got full lip kisses from everyone and a cheek kiss from Marshall, his first best friend.

As the commotion died down a loud exclamation mark was added when Leigh's twins asked for more fish.

The next morning they met with Adrian's lawyer Clara and drew up the papers. Petra and Holly were there as witnesses.

As soon as everything was signed Martina told both of them, "You are now fired," and handed them the keys to the restaurant. After another intense round of kisses that even included Clara, Martina accompanied them to their new restaurant.

They decide to call the place A & M's Seafood Place.

They had people waiting line to get in two weeks after it opened. They paid Adrian back before three years had elapsed. 

Everyone loved Larry and Doris. Many young ladies loved Doris. Doris was invited to an all girl party at a friend's swimming pool. Doris got to eat pussy again. 

Larry was happy about that when he learned of the events side effects.

Five years later neither could remember their lives before Felicity. That was a good thing. And they never lied to each other or others.



Felicity Ch. 28



I was divorced with no kids. I was also bored with work and bored with my life. I needed a major distraction and fortunately I had lots of vacation time I needed to use.

An ad for a Cancun vacation drew my interest; it claimed air and hotel for seven days for less than it would cost me to fly to New York and stay one night. My life was such that I did not have anyone I could ask to accompany me so I would have to pay the single traveler penalty which made me pause. I booked it anyway.

The flight was a lot shorter than expected and my hotel a lot smaller than expected. It was a "boutique" hotel that catered mostly to Europeans and was closer to the city than it was to the hotel zone. As I walked through the lobby the conversations I overheard were in German. 

My room was more than good enough for a man by himself so I had no complaints. I arrived on a Sunday afternoon in mid June and spent that day in my hotel's small beach.

On Monday I took a tour to Chichen-Itza. The site was more dramatic than I had even hoped and much bigger than expected with several other structures besides the pyramid including something they called a baseball field. They must have had very short seasons because according to our guide the losing team was sacrificed atop the pyramid.

But the big pyramid was what I had come to see and I soon saw that it was a lot taller and a whole lot steeper than I had envisioned. 

The trip up the pyramid was OK but I noted the narrowness of the steps. They were only wide enough to get just half my foot on each of them. The Mayans must have had tiny feet.

After catching my breath at the top I took some pictures as I walked around to check for forgotten catchers mitts. I knew I was stalling. My mind had seen that the trip back down was going to be terrifying. I saw that I would have the front half of my feet dangling in the air with each step down. If I caught my heel on a step the chances of going all the way down on my face were way too high.

I saw some guys inching their way down step by step on their butts. I really did not want to be one of those guys but it was either embarrass myself or wait for a rescue helicopter. 

I saw a chain running down the middle of the steps for no apparent reason. In a moment of lucidity I grabbed the chain and made my way down stepping sideways while holding it.

My embarrassment was short lived because as soon as I was down I looked up and saw several people imitating my technique. It occurred to me that it might have been the purpose of the chain.

My Tuesday excursion was to Cozumel. That was a much shorter bus trip than Chichen-Itza although a much longer boat trip than I had expected. 

I made friends with my tour bus seatmate Lydia. Unlike me she was with two companions, one of which was a personal trainer and the other ran a club. Both were athletic looking blondes.

I felt that my companion might have considered herself a third wheel. Her friends did not treat her as such but all three were relieved when I took over the responsibility of keeping her company. 

Lydia was a lawyer. She moved quietly like a cat and was very cute with decent size tits. She had long black hair with somewhat pale skin and amazing dark green eyes. Although shorter than her companions she was at least five feet, five inches tall, about six inches shorter than me. She appeared to be in her early thirties as I was.

I was more than happy to keep her company even though it crossed my mind she may be gay since I was sure her friends were a lesbian couple. They wore matching rings. She spent a portion of the bus ride writing in a journal in which she wrote my name after I introduced myself. 

She laughed when I described my terror as I inched my way down the steps of the Chichen-Itza pyramid but after I showed her my photos from the top that clearly showed its steepness she admitted she would probably still be waiting for the helicopter. She asked my help in spelling Chichen-Itza for her journal. I told her it didn't matter much since I had seen it spelled more than one way.

Our tour bus dropped us off at the corner of a plaza in Playa del Carmen not too far from the ferry landing. Her friends walking speed was much faster than mine and I was pleased to see that Lydia opted to match my pace instead of theirs. It effectively separated us from them for the rest of the day. 

By the time we joined the line on the pier there may have been a hundred people between them and us. Lydia and I were already comfortable with each other so we just hung back instead of moving up to find them. We found two seats together on the ferry but we did not make much of an effort to find her friends. 

Lydia and her friends were on their way to Cozumel to sightsee and shop. I was going to snorkel the underwater Chankanaab National Park. It is a beautiful park where the coral reef abuts the beach with crystal clear waters. Lydia was intrigued by my destination and asked me about it. After I finished describing what I hoped to see she clearly wanted to join me, so I asked her to do just that.

She pulled out her cell phone and told her friends that she was making a detour on her schedule. However, she did not invite them to join us. I found that curious but did not comment on it.

I led us down the waterfront street until I found the scooter rental place I had previously contacted. Lydia giggled and said she had never ridden a scooter before. I told her not to worry since it had been only fifteen years since the last time I had.

It turned out OK, as I was a competent driver by the time we went three blocks, (except for the running a stop sign thing), and she was a relaxed rider by the time we left town. She had begun the ride with her hands on my hips but as soon as she was comfortable with my driving and the motion of the scooter she had placed her hands on her knees. 

Half way to the park I went over a speed bump a bit faster than I should have and her arms wrapped around my waist. Even though there were no more speed bumps on the way she kept her arms around me. I did enjoy that.

After we made it to the park I rented gear for her and fins for me, I had my own snorkel and mask. 

Lydia was wearing a bikini under her t-shirt and shorts. I stopped her from taking off her t-shirt explaining that when you snorkel your back is directly exposed to the sun. Sunburns happen quickly and deeply, and painfully. 

What she did was a treat for me. She moved us away from the locker room/showers building to near some sea grape trees and took off her shirt then her bikini top and had me hold it for her. She fumbled with her t-shirt long enough to insure I had a good look at her tits then put the shirt back on.

I said, "Thank you."

She said, "My pleasure."

Lydia was a playful exhibitionist. My first.

We took our shorts off and put our stuff in a locker then I treated us to fruit juice. As we walked to the beach I fell behind her for a few moments and got a good view of her bikini-clad butt. It was magnificent.

We strolled down the beach until we found a spot at one of the places you could get in and out of the gorgeous waters without damaging the coral reef or ourselves and we slid in. I waited for Lydia to get re-acquainted with her gear, she had snorkeled before but she was a kid the last time she did. It did not take her long to do that and we were soon gliding along the wall of the reef in the clear, calm, warm waters. 

We spent the next hour and a half in awe of what we saw. We repeatedly stopped and pointed at something for the other to see, parrot fish, a french angelfish and schools of sergeant majors swam close to us. We followed a large eagle ray for a while and watched some scuba divers about fifty feet below us in the transparent water. We hung as if in mid-air and watched the coral wall creatures do their thing. A small brightly colored moray eel came out to say hello. An even more brightly colored crab waved at us.

Several times we treaded water as we talked about some amazing sight or other. As we did her t-shirt floated above her breasts. The second time it happened I asked her to wait a second then put my face below the water and took a picture of them. When I surfaced she splashed water on me, she knew what I was doing. I consoled myself with the thought that she never tried to cover her breasts.

We eventually got out of the water and returned to our spot on the beach. Lydia would have won any wet t-shirt contest I would have judged and I told her so as I took another picture. She giggled and kissed me on the cheek.

I had a large beach towel but Lydia had not expected to get wet and did not have one so we shared. I got us some food and pina coladas served in coconuts and we rested for a while. 

Lydia noticed that many ladies were topless so she asked me to help her get her wet t-shirt off which I gladly did. I handed her my coral waters environmentally approved sunscreen and she thanked me for it and for not volunteering to put it on for her.

I was thankful that the idea had not crossed my mind even though we both knew I was staring at her tits. They looked delicious.

I did get to put the sunscreen on her back and shoulders. It took me a while to realize that my application of sunscreen had turned into caresses. She did not say anything. After I realized what I was doing I enjoyed it for a few more moments then with a tinge of embarrassment I pronounced her all done. I had already kissed her shoulder before that act registered in my brain.

She gave me a shy thank you. I noticed her nipples were very erect. She may have noticed that my cock was too.

We lay on my towel and talked about our lives to that point. She had been married for three years and had been widowed for seven. She lived in a small Texas coastal town called Felicity. I had never heard of it. She had no children but her mother had given her a Pekinese puppy for her birthday two years before.

I told her I had been single for six years, no kids. I related that I had been a Geography teacher for a while but had been pushed by my ex into getting a job in the natural gas exploration industry for a higher salary. I lived in Shreveport, about five hundred miles away from Felicity we guessed.

After we finished our lunch and drinks she settled on her back and me on my stomach propped up by my elbows. We were talking almost face-to-face. Our hips were touching. I did not disguise my pleasure in watching her re-apply sunscreen to her tits. She may have prolonged the task for my benefit.

Somewhere during our conversation I began to occasionally kiss her shoulder. By the time I noticed what I was doing she had moved closer to me so I did not have to stretch to reach her with my lips. Since she appeared to be OK with my kisses I turned to my side facing her and kissed her neck. She moved a bit closer and turned her face to me. I aimed my next kiss at her lips. I gave her a soft delicate kiss with no expiration date. 

Two kisses later her hand "accidentally" brushed my very erect cock. My hand "accidentally" brushed a bare breast almost getting tangled up on the nipple.

"Accidents" began to occur more frequently so we decided we better get back into the water. Her nipples seemed to be trying to break free of her t-shirt after she put it back on.

Once in the water we played with each other a bit more but that particular sea offered us no privacy, anyone with a mask could easily see what we were doing in that clear water and there were many people with masks in that water. As relaxed as Mexico beaches are we were sure we would cross the line. Her hand still accidentally brushed my cock on occasion and she apologized for that by squeezing it. My hands found her tits and ass often but I did not apologize.

At least we both knew what we would be doing that night.

Our afternoon snorkel was very pleasant and was highlighted by the close passing of a very large barracuda.

At three in the afternoon we forced ourselves to get out of the water and prepare to return to town. I got us park souvenir t-shirts so she would not have to wear a wet one for the rest of the day. I received a top five kiss as thank you. I was happy to see she did not wear her perfectly dry bikini top under her shirt.

I also got kisses as we walked out of the park hand in hand. Before we got underway our tongues introduced themselves to each other.

On our ride back she kept her arms around my waist and leaned on me. After we were underway her hand would occasionally caress my perpetually hard cock over my shorts. 

After we returned the scooter we found a nice restaurant a bit off the main tourist areas and had a very nice dinner. Our hands rested on each other's inner thighs during much of the meal with occasional sorties higher up. Neither of us was wearing underwear and I discovered that she was not going to stop my hand no matter how high up her thigh it went. I had no intention of stopping hers either.

After dinner we slowly strolled back to the ferry dock hand in hand enjoying where we were and each other. She bought the usual souvenirs. We kissed often. 

On the ferry ride back she wrote a long passage in her journal and I saw my name included more than once in her notes. After she put it away she kissed me and we held hands for the rest of our trip back to the Playa del Carmen dock.

We did not see her companions until we were crossing the plaza as we headed back to our tour bus. They told us that they had enjoyed Cozumel but decided that the only way to get the feel for the island was probably on a dedicated two or three-night trip. Lydia did not volunteer any information about our day except to say it was fabulous.

When the tour bus stopped at her hotel she stayed in her seat next to me and waved at her friends as they filed out. The look of shock on their faces had Lydia giggling. Just as our bus pulled away we saw them waving to us. Their shocked expressions had been replaced by big grins.

When we arrived in my room Lydia and I went to the shower first. As soon as we were wet she said, "Let me show you the kind of woman you are fucking tonight," and promptly began to piss on my leg.

I said, "Understood," and began to piss on her pussy. She moaned and took over the aiming of my stream. I had just enough piss to give her a small orgasm. I took her into my arms and kissed her for a while.

That "watersport" episode was a first for me but I got over the shock quickly and soon realized that it had high erotic value. 

I found a washcloth and began to soap her down. Her breasts needed a lot of attention but she apparently preferred my tongue to the washcloth so I did my best to make them happy. My first impression of them had been correct, they were delicious.

Her pussy took longer. I went to my knees and draped one of her legs over my shoulder as she grabbed a water pipe to steady herself. My first kiss to her pussy took a while, long enough for her orgasmic moans to echo off the shower walls. 

I lathered soap in my hands and began a detailed cleaning of her entire groin area. Since I was down there with soapy hands I decided to pay attention to her rosebud too and slipped a soapy finger in it as my other hand scrubbed her clit. Her orgasm shook the walls.

As I rose up to kiss her I kept her leg up and my cock slid into her pussy as if it was a guided missile. She groaned and in less than two minutes another orgasm hit her and she almost collapsed on me.

I allowed her leg to go down as my still hard cock slipped out of her pussy. I embraced and caressed her while I waited for her.

She gave me a shy, almost embarrassed smile and kissed me softly. She took the soap and lovingly soaped my body leaving my cock for last. After she had done a fine job cleaning my cock with her tongue she soaped it, rinsed it and began a delicious blowjob. She told me to warn her when I was getting too close. She said she wanted my first cum in her pussy, not her mouth.

Amazingly that allowed me to keep calm and give her a longer stretch of time to make love to my cock. I was not particularly close when I lifted her into my arms, kissed her, then told her I wanted to make love to her.

She kissed me back and told me that I had been making love to her all day and that was why she was naked in my arms.

We dried each other and went to bed. Without any further ado I slipped my cock into her and began our fuck. 

I saw she was allowing me to do as I pleased with her body, happy to receive me but only as a receptacle. She was not involved in the fuck other than being happy she was there for me. Our long day and her orgasms in the shower had wiped her out.

All of my life that would have been more than good enough for me to just fuck away but apparently not that time, and not that woman. I began to lose my erection. I dismounted and kissed her.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I don't think I can take this trip without you. I can wait until you can join me," I said.

She looked at me in disbelief then crushed me in an embrace as she covered my face with kisses. She snuggled to me and said, "Give me about twenty minutes and I will take you on the ride of your life."

"Deal," I said as I gave her a long soft kiss then continued to leisurely kiss her as my hand softly caressed her ass. Lydia fell asleep. If it had not been for the fact that she was naked in my arms I would have probably fallen asleep too. I did doze off a couple of times.

After about an hour or so I felt her begin to stir. She paused for a few seconds, apparently to get her bearings, then turned her face to me so I could kiss her lips.

As I kissed her she slid a hand to my now mostly limp cock. Her hand made love to it until it began to respond. Lydia kissed her way down my body and slid my cock between her lips. It took my dick just seconds to achieve full ready status.

I coaxed Lydia into bringing her hips to me then I lifted them until her pussy was directly over my mouth and plopped her down on my face. I heard her groan as I wrapped my arms around her gorgeous ass and began to devour her pussy.

It did not take me long to notice my mouth on her pussy was distracting her mouth away from my cock. Her moans were continuous. Suddenly with a loud groan she reversed her position, stabbed her pussy with my cock and began to fuck me with extreme passion. Her first orgasm had not completely swept past her before the second began. When her third orgasm arrived we jumped off the cliff together, loudly, dramatically, and eventually lovingly. We kissed our way through the many aftershocks. 

I felt we were sinking into sleep so I put a pillow on my shoulder for her and covered us up. She moved her legs until they were between mine thereby trapping my cock inside her pussy tightly.

I fell asleep with her breasts kissing my chest and my hands loving her ass. I knew I had never spent a day in my life as lovingly erotic as that day had been.

Her cell phone woke us up the next morning. Her friends called to remind her that their tour of Tulum would leave in under an hour. Lydia said, "That's nice, have fun," and hung up.

I asked her if she had a reason for skipping her tour.

She said, "Yes," and pulled me into the shower, held me tightly in her arms and began to pee on me. I was soon peeing on her. I kissed her neck and squeezed a breast and she again had a small orgasm before I was done. I noted that the mingling of our pee gave me a big hardon.

I turned on the water and rinsed us off then stepped out to load up my toothbrush then rejoined her in she shower. I brushed my own teeth first as she smirked at me.

"Pussy," she said.

"Yes ma'am I said as I pretended to misinterpret her and stuck the toothbrush handle into her pussy. She squealed and slapped my hand away.




Felicity Ch. 28



"You told me to put it there," I whined.

"You know perfectly well what goes in there and I see it wants to go back in now."

She quickly brushed her teeth as I even more quickly soaped and rinsed both of us. She turned the shower off and we hurriedly dried. Neither of us was in the mood for foreplay and I simply fucked her hard from start to finish. That finish was very satisfying and once again we thanked each other with a rain of kisses. We lay on our backs catching our breath as we held hands.

"When does your flight home leave?" she asked.

"Saturday at eleven. Yours?"

"Saturday at ten."

It was Wednesday morning.

"May I move in here with you until then?" she asked.

A great weight lifted off my chest that I had not realized was there; I had been dreading the likelihood that it had been just a one-night stand for us. I knew I was not near ready to say goodbye to her. I also knew I should be worried about that.

"I would rather you move in here with me until December," I said.

She giggled and said, "My friends should already be on their excursion. Lets go to my hotel and get my stuff. We can figure out what to do with the rest of the day when we get back."

After a small delay and a quick rinse we took a cab to her motel. It was a lot more upscale than mine and a lot bigger. My hotel did not have a car rental booth and hers did. I asked Lydia to get her stuff and ask a porter to bring it down for her because I had decided that since we were now a tour group of two I would rent a car for us. 

"Cool," she said.

We stopped for breakfast on our way back to our hotel then unpacked and put away her stuff in our room.

"You will notice I brought dresses and dancing shoes, nudge, nudge, wink, wink," She said.

"Hmm, planning time. Do you want to discuss this dressed or nude?"

"Nude. No, no, dressed. If we were nude nothing would be done." 

"Damn, I thought for a second there I had tricked you. It has been ages since we last fucked you know."

"Two hours," Lydia said.

"See, I was right."

"Maniac. I will find pen and paper while you make us some coffee."

On hotel stationary Lydia blocked off Wednesday through Saturday. She started each day including Saturday with "water sports and sex" and I nodded my approval. She ended each day with "phenomenal sex" and I nodded my approval. She wrote "quickie" in the space for the middle of each day. I frowned and asked, "Only one?"

She changed it to "quickies." I nodded my approval.

We agreed with Carlos and Charley's for Wednesday night, Senor Frogs for Thursday night, and disco hopping for Friday night.

Now we had to fill in our days. I told Lydia that I had already done my two priorities, Chichen Itza and Cozumel. I had Tulum and Xel-ha on my list, which had been my plan for that day. 

I was much more interested in Xel-ha, a spring fed snorkeling destination and nature preserve. There was a similar but much bigger park called Xcaret near it but its reviews had been mixed ranging from spectacular shows to expensive tourist trap. 

Lydia said, "I am not that much of a fan of ruins but I really enjoyed snorkeling with you yesterday. If you can drive us to Xel-ha that would be my choice for today."

There was a map of the area on one of the brochures and it looked like an easy drive to me so I said, "Deal, Wednesday is down."

We kissed to celebrate our decision-making prowess and eventually continued.

"Thursday, Playa del Carmen?" I asked.

"It did look like a neat place to visit," she said. "The beach there was gorgeous and I saw that a street was a pedestrian mall. It may be as close as we will get to the real Mexico."

"I am not too sure about that. I saw a McDonalds and a KFC as we walked through the plaza," I said. "We can make a quick stop there today on our way back from Xel-ha and see if we want to give it a day."

"Agreed. Are you interested in going into the City of Cancun?"

"Yes, it is on my list of things to do," I said.

"That would be Thursday if we do not go back to Playa. Anything else on your to see or do list"

"A wave runner excursion through the lagoon that ends on a small reef just past the beach. We get about thirty minutes to snorkel there." I said.

"Cool, that is Friday," Lydia said.

We drank our coffee as she wrote our schedule in her journal and as soon as she was done Lydia unzipped my shorts and pulled out my dick. "It's quickie time," she said as she swallowed my cock.

I took off her t-shirt and softly mauled her tits. I could tell our first quickie was going to be just a blowjob. I was doing fine until I caught our image on a mirror. The sight of all of my cock disappearing completely into her mouth had me on the verge within seconds.

Lydia paused, pressed the base of my cock with her thumb and stopped the emergency alarms within. I was floored by the thought that she felt she wanted my cock in her mouth longer. I resolved to keep myself together as long as I could, for Lydia.

When she resumed the blowjob it was at a much more leisurely pace. I caressed her hair, her tits, her face, and her lips. She slowly increased the pace until I was again gasping for air, I warned her and she responded by swallowing my cock down her throat. My cock erupted and I saw stars, my legs wobbled. She continued to deep throat me every few seconds which extended my cum well past my previous personal best. She kept sucking my cock until it was well past dead.

I then did something I was positive I would never do. I kissed her. I kissed a woman that I knew for a fact had just welcomed gallons of cum into her mouth.

Her eyes went wide as I did, the kiss was likely a first of its kind for her too. I urged her to stand up and intensified the kiss. Lydia was moaning as she crushed me in her arms.

I slid her shorts and panties to the floor and pressed her back onto the bed and my lips quickly found her very engorged clit. Her orgasm hit almost as soon as I kissed it. I sucked on her clit until she had another fine cum then I kissed my way up her body. I rubbed my pussy fluid coated face on her tits then continued up until we could kiss again.

We rested as we caressed each other for a while. I ended up gently fingerfucking her as I made love to her tits. She had a soft but apparently very enjoyable orgasm. Soon after Lydia draped her body over mine, kissed me and smiled. "We need to pee," she said.

It was nearly noon before Lydia and I started out for Xel-ha Nature Park. 

The highway was mostly four lanes and was in good repair so except for the strange way to make left turns it was a pleasant drive.

The park was fun. We rented an inner tube and floated from the spring to the small lagoon then shared a late lunch/early dinner with some very large iguanas. While we ate Lydia called her friends and announced she had moved out of their room.

I heard her say to them, "I can't talk about that now he is sitting right here."

I immediately told her I was going to get us some beer but before I walked past her she grabbed my arm, pulled me to her and gave me a very impressive kiss. 

I got the beers but I slowed my return to her when I saw she was still on the phone, she was blushing as she related something to them. I could tell the conversation needed to last longer so I just put her beer on the table and continued strolling around the park. I soon saw her wave at me to come over to her and as I got there she handed me the phone saying, "Talk to them, I need to pee."

I talked to her friends Jana and Inga and promised them I would take care of Lydia. I was made aware of how much they and the entire town of Felicity loved her and that hurting her would be a seriously foolish thing for me to do.

I told them that I was impressed by the quality of friends Lydia had and thanked them for keeping an eye out for her. I told them I already knew how special she was.

It must have been the exact right thing to say since the next sound I heard was a sob,

I steered the conversation to our snorkeling adventures and had pretty much convinced them they should try it before they left for home. Lydia was back by then and I handed her the phone.

She listened to something they were saying and answered, "Yes I am paying close attention. I will call you if I change my plans. Love you, bye."

I did not ask for clarification and none was given.

We finished our beers and strolled around the park for a while then snorkeled the lagoon to its inter-tidal zone. We found a somewhat secluded bit of beach and I took the opportunity to fingerfuck Lydia to a nice orgasm. After she caught her breath she pushed me onto my back straddled my hips then moved our respective swimsuits aside. My cock was penetrating her pussy when we heard the approach of others and she reluctantly stood and covered us up.

On our way back from Xel-ha we made a quick stop in Playa and decided that it required its own trip just as Cozumel did. Playa del Carmen possesses the most beautiful beach either of us had ever seen and was surrounded by all- inclusive hotels. We did eat a fine sea food soup at an interesting place on the pedestrian street. We bought Playa t-shirts to go with our Xel-ha shirts.

It was nearly dark when we got back to the hotel. We took a quick pee and shower then took about an hour nap. When we awoke we cuddled and kissed then lovingly fucked.

We dressed for our night at Carlos and Charlie's but agreed that undergarments were likely to be a nuisance for the next few days and decided to forego their use.

It was a fun evening at Carlos and Charlie's. We danced, we drank and we groped each other. We found a dark spot between a wall and the lagoon and fucked for about twenty seconds before we heard movement close to us so we quickly returned to the dance floor. 

It was the second time that day our sex organs had to separate long before they were ready to do so.

An hour or so and some drinking and dancing later we returned to the spot, Lydia had challenged me to a long distance pee contest into the lagoon but there was a couple there already, fucking. 

They did not seem to mind having an audience so we stayed and indulged ourselves with some fine voyeurism. We watched them until they were done and after they left with a friendly nod and smile for us Lydia and I went ahead and pissed into the lagoon. I won.

As we returned to our table Lydia decided to give me a kiss that steadily increased in ferocity until I found it prudent to drag her to the dance floor.

Lydia kept an eye on the pathway to the wall and about midnight she hustled us there for the third time and we at last managed to complete our fuck. Lydia went off like a firecracker twice and later confessed that it was because we had an audience, the couple that had allowed us to watch had watched us.

We did not have sex in bed that night and only watched each other pee. We were wiped-out. 

We did fall asleep naked in each other's arms, which I noted had become very important to me.

We had opted for a trip to the City of Cancun the next morning and after the water sport/fuck item in our agenda had been checked off we got dressed and took the bus to the city. 

Our hotel desk manager strongly cautioned us against driving into the city because thieves recognized rental cars and we could end up taking the bus back after a long day of filling out official forms. 

She told us there was an open-air flea market that was interesting and mentioned that it was the perfect place to practice our bargaining skills. Lydia and I decided to go there first.

We first stopped at a restaurant just outside the market and had breakfast but we encountered our first language difficulties.

Up until then everyone we had spoken to for three days spoke fluent English. We were now speaking to a young lady that was obviously pretending she understood a lot more than she did.

I was not surprised when Lydia switched to Spanish as she asked for a clarification on the menu and ordered in Spanish. She did seem a bit surprised when I did the same. I told her I was a military brat and had spent my language formative years in Puerto Rico and Panama among other places.

The young lady left with our order and Lydia was soon writing in her journal. I asked Lydia about it and she said it was a habit she picked up school. She used it as a memory aid mostly and it always included dates, times, and names. The one she was writing in was dedicated to the trip and was more of a diary. She claimed that so far I was the star of the saga and gave me a long sweet kiss. Lydia was still kissing me when our server returned with our coffee. 

The coffee was the best we had ever tasted. We told the girl, Anita, that it was terrific and asked her what kind it was. She said, "Un momento," then left us. She came back with an older man she introduced as her father.

I asked him to sit with us and Lydia and I had to insist before he did so. He introduced himself as Ramon and told us the coffee came from a small farm his brother Ruben owned in the mountains. 

He sold most of his crop to a conglomerate that liked to use them in their blend. Ramon told us that what we just drank was not a blend; it was a single bean coffee. It was sold only to fancy restaurants in Europe and to the family.

Lydia and I immediately reminded him we were family and were hurt he did not recognize his cousins from America.

He laughed uproariously as his daughter refilled our cups. 

He asked us if we were going into the market and we said we were. He cautioned us about pickpockets and a few tourist traps. He gave us a few places to try and asked Lydia if she was interested in silver jewelry.

Lydia said she was always interested in silver jewelry.

He mentioned a couple of shops that had good stuff but required good bargaining skills to get anything at a fair price. He mentioned that his brother Cesar had a smaller shop with nice stuff but not the selection the bigger shops did.

He told us not to eat anything that came from a place that was not housed in a permanent structure. He told us to smell the fabric on anything we were going to buy. If it smelled of anything other than cloth not to buy it, he said.

I took a picture of Anita and Lydia and Ramon. 

Ramon took a picture of Lydia and me, the very first such picture. As we finished our coffee Lydia wrote a few more notes in her journal. I noticed that set of notes was written in Spanish. I wondered if like me once her brain switched to a language it stayed with that language until something triggered it back. 

It had taken me a couple of hours to switch back to English after I heard German spoken in the lobby of my hotel on my arrival. My dad had also been stationed in Germany and Japan. 

I could be confused in four languages.

I left a $20 for an $8 breakfast. People I like get tipped well.

After Lydia and I used the restroom we went off to explore.

Colorful was the word we agreed upon to describe the place. A maze, loud, and crowded also fit. 

We found one of the larger jewelry shops and did some bargaining but no buying. After we left Lydia confessed that she had her eye on one item but had not been able to get the salesman down to a price she felt was better than she would find in San Antonio. 

Later she found a shop that among many things sold peasant blouses. After we gave them the smell test, (the owner gave us a knowing look after that), Lydia bargained her price down to what she figured was thirty percent of what it would cost stateside so she bought three of them that had nice embroidery. The woman assured Lydia that the embroidery was done by hand. 

The lady said that she and her sister did the embroidery and she showed Lydia a work in progress.

Embroidery was not one of my areas of expertise but Lydia apparently was a fan and had a long conversation with the lady about it.

To distract myself I looked around the neighboring shops and bought Lydia a hat that I thought she looked really good wearing. 

I got a nice kiss for that and another one apparently for giving her the time to visit with the shopkeeper.

We wandered through the maze until I saw a guayabera shirt that I liked but it did not pass the smell test. Two shops after that we found some that did. I let Lydia do the bargaining and I ended up with three for the price of one.

We found a shop that carried carnival masks and I could not resist buying one that had an eerie resemblance to Richard Nixon.

We found Ramon's brothers silver shop. I went in and introduced myself as a new friend of his brother and told him I was looking for something special for the lady with me that did not speak Spanish. I told Cesar I needed something good enough to get the lady naked for me.

Lydia did not make it out of the shop before bursting into giggles and I suddenly noticed a woman sitting behind the counter almost choking on her own laughter.

Cesar however treated the whole thing as if it was a very legitimate reason for a gentleman to purchase jewelry for a lady and pretended to be confused by their laughter.

Lydia was down to a few giggles when she stepped back in and the woman led her to the end of the counter and placed a tray on the countertop for her.

"Por eso tu novia te va a costar una fortuna," she said to me.

(Because of that your girlfriend is going to cost you a fortune)

"Para eso es la plata, para las buenas novias y las buenas esposas," Cesar said to her as he grabbed her ass.

(That is what silver is for, good girlfriends and good wives).

She slapped his hand and as she blushed she told Lydia, "Nunca cambian."

(They never change).

I did see the smile form on Lydia's lips when she was referred to as my novia. I felt like I had the exact same smile.

We learned that Ramon had called his brother and asked him to keep an eye for us. Apparently being a fan of their brother's coffee did bring us into the family a bit.

It did not cost me a fortune to get out of there and we got cups of Ruben's coffee in the bargain.

I bought Lydia an eighteen-inch delicate looking silver chain and a dark green jade pendant that matched the color of her eyes. Cesar and his wife Antonia hooted as Lydia jumped into my arms and gave me a passionate kiss.

"Tienen un cama atras?" she asked them sending them into a new round of laughter.

(Do you have a bed in the back of the store?)

We left them with our hugs and wandered around for a while. All the coffee we drank was pressing us with its aftereffects so we headed for the only decent bathroom we knew. When we had Ramon's place in sight I told Lydia to go ahead of me and I stopped to buy flowers for her.

She was coming out of the bathroom when I got there so I handed her the flowers with a kiss and walked in.

She was sitting at "our table" when I came out. The stems of the flowers were wrapped with wet napkins and sitting in a glass. She had coconut sodas for us. As I walked past Lydia she grabbed my shirt and yanked me to her. Her kiss was intense.

We heard Anita say, "Los tostones."

Lydia looked at her and asked, "Tienen una cama atras?"

Anita blushed and giggled and left us to our drinks and snacks.

Not long after that we heard Ramon laughing his head off.

We rested as Lydia wrote down a lot of notes in her journal, still in Spanish. The small section I glanced at was about the flowers I had given her. She seemed to have loved either the flowers or the gesture, maybe both. 

Eventually we decided to do some more exploring so I put down a $20 bill on the table for a $4 snack and drinks then we looked for Ramon. After I shook his hand and Lydia kissed him and Anita on the cheek we turned to leave.

Ramon said, "Esperen, te olvidaste una bolsa."

(You forgot a bag).

He handed me a plastic bag that I was sure was not ours so I looked inside. It contained a one-kilogram burlap bag that obviously contained coffee beans. The label on the bag read, "Cafe del Volcan," Ruben's coffee.




Felicity Ch. 28



Stunned I asked, "How much do I owe you?"

"Nada. Eres familia."

I hugged him and Lydia hugged and kissed him.

We eventually left the market but instead of exploring further we headed back to the hotel by taxi. Our mid-day quickie could not wait any longer.

We attacked each other as soon as we were naked. Considering the depth of our emotions we lasted a long time before we finally enjoyed our release. 

We lay in each other's arms and napped.

I woke up about an hour later. Lydia was kissing me. As soon as she saw I was awake she said, "We have to pee."

We stepped into the shower and clung to each other. Our kiss was well underway before we each released the other's golden shower. Our kiss continued long after we were done and resumed right after we turned on the shower. 

We both ignored my hard cock for a while but eventually Lydia turned the water off, toweled us dry, and led me to bed. She placed me on my back and draped her body over mine in a sixty-nine. I hugged her ass to me and adored her pussy. She adored my cock.

I again distracted her so she laid her head on my thigh. I loved her pussy to several nice soft orgasms. I stopped when my jaw became a bit sore and after she rested a bit she resumed sucking my cock.

Again her purpose was not to get me off, she simply loved my cock. But her love for it was relentless, several minutes or so later my cock was ready to capitulate.

I groaned as I ejaculated into her mouth. I sighed when I felt her swallow. I rested.

She kept my cock in her mouth; she apparently was not done loving it.

"Fine," I thought. "I am not done loving your pussy either."

I kissed and licked it slowly, lovingly. I felt her clit reach for my lips so I kissed it. I wrapped my lips around it and began to suck it like a nipple. 

Lydia went wild. 

She groaned around my cock and her hips began to move. She was soon fucking my face hard.

It occurred to me that if you are ever going to have your nose broken this was easily the preferred method.

I wrapped my arms around her ass to control her pounding a little and just held on as a monumental orgasm wracked her body. My face was bathed in fluids.

I was quite impressed with myself.

I helped her turn around and we were soon kissing each other as we shared our sex fluids once more. Twenty minutes of kissing and cuddling later we were once again in the shower. It struck me then that I had been completely taken in by her fetish. I pissed first.

We again rested when we got back in bed and cuddled and kissed and talked about our day. When our growling stomachs told us it was definitely time to find supper we got up, dressed, and I drove us to the "elbow," the center of the hotel zone and the shops and restaurants on the island of Cancun. We ended up at the Hardrock because we had decided that what were hungry for were hamburger and fries.

After supper we did a little window-shopping in the shops of the area and noticed what a great deal we had gotten from Cesar that day. Similar necklaces were listed at three times the price I paid and the pendant I got for it was nowhere to be found. I was reminded that nearly every piece of jade is pretty much unique and the one I got Lydia was likely a rare occurrence.

The blouses were also well above the price she paid for hers and Lydia told me that the embroidery on them was machine made. 

My guayaberas were five times more expensive.

We congratulated each other for being superior shoppers.

And bilingual.

While we walked around the area we held hands or had arm around each other or had a hand somewhere on the others ass. We kissed often, we laughed often and we stared at each other often.

"Mira novio," she said when she spotted a small dog looking out of a woman's bag. "It looks a lot like mine."

As she sighed at the sight my brain processed she had called me novio. I was not sure if she had realized she had called me that so at the first opportunity a referred to her as novia. She gave me a passionate kiss in response.

We had apparently formally agreed that until Saturday morning we were novio y novia. We were a couple.

I had never dreaded a Saturday in my life, until that moment.

After strolling through the shopping malls at the center of the Cancun hotel zone Lydia and I went directly to Senor Frogs.

It was as wild, as sexy and uninhibited as advertised. One very drunk woman grabbed one of my hands and placed it on her tit. Lydia put her hand on the other tit. The woman took my hand off her tit and placed Lydia's other hand on it then gave her a lascivious kiss. She then simply walked away. 

This happened on our way in. 

We got beers and hung around the stage as a girl hung from her feet and spun around rapidly. Everyone seemed to be waiting for her tits to fly out of her top and a large roar went up when they did. I told Lydia that hers were much, much better.

A guy asked me to dance. Lydia told him I was busy.

We joined the dirty dancing on the sawdust-covered floor for a while then walked around the place and took in the sights.

In contrast with Carlos and Charley's this was a much younger crowd. We were in the twenty percent minority of the over thirty group. We ended up in a loft area where the brave and foolish went to take the slide plunge into the lagoon.

A group had just vacated a table in the corner and a waitress motioned us over, we ordered drinks from her as we sat with our backs to the wall facing the action. She was back our drinks in a surprisingly short period of time and we commended her for it. I also tipped her well to insure she did not forget about us. We were as far away from the center of action in the place as you could get.

But forgetting us was the furthest thing from her mind. 

It was her third visit to our table before I realized she was flirting with Lydia. On her fourth visit I noticed Lydia was flirting back. Lydia was sitting in a posture that allowed the waitress to see down her sundress.

Lydia looked at me in apparent search for my reaction to all that. I smiled and said, "Interesting night so far."

Lydia leaned towards me and said; "The next time she comes over I am going to ask her to lead me to the ladies room."

We both knew where the restrooms were so I understood what she was saying. As expected the girl returned shortly and they both left the table. I noticed that Lydia was not being led to the restrooms we had seen. I assumed the girl knew a more secluded space, possibly not a restroom.

Lydia returned after a bit more than five minutes, much sooner than I expected. She said, "The poor girl was so horny it took me less than a minute to get her off. I let her taste my tits for a few seconds then went to pee. When I got out I intended to give her a bit more time on my tits but there were several other women in the unmarked restroom including the girl's supervisor. 

She told the supervisor that she was checking a report that there was a sick woman there but did not find one and guessed it was at another bathroom. Unseen by her boss I pinched the girl's ass as I walked past them but she managed to ignore it. Here, smell the strange pussy."

Lydia placed two fingers up to my nose and they indeed smelled of pussy. She then had me smell two fingers in her other hand, they smelled of piss. She unbuttoned the top two buttons of my new guayabera and rubbed her fingers on my nipple. My erection was instantaneous which she saw and immediately grabbed. 

"You're so easy," she said as she kissed me then unzipped my pants and slipped her hand inside. When our waitress returned Lydia made it easy for her to see what she was doing. 

I heard the girl say, "Please," and Lydia pulled my cock out for her to see. The girl groaned, dropped her tray on the floor and as she bent down to pick it up her mouth briefly engulfed my cock. When she straightened back up I noticed that Sylvia's arm was inside the girls miniskirt. I heard the girl say, "Oh!" then she shuddered as she gasped for breath. Lydia was right, the girl was amazingly horny.

The place had suddenly become wall-to-wall people and it was a while before we saw our waitress. When she returned she had a somewhat older couple with her and seated them at the other side of the table from us. Conversation was pretty much impossible by then as the music and the crowd more than filled up all the spaces with noise so we just nodded and smiled at them as they sat.

We did notice that the woman's hand plopped on the man's crotch as soon as they sat. We also saw that the top of the woman's sundress gapped considerably and we all had a clear view of her smallish tits and her very long and very hard nipples. Lydia and I now understood why the waitress brought them to our table.

The woman apparently asked Lydia where the restrooms were. Lydia stood and led her to the unmarked one. When they returned ten minutes later they were holding hands. As soon as they sat Lydia leaned over to me and said, "Her nipples are awesome. She can orgasm by just having them sucked. It took me less than five minutes."

I noticed that the lady was holding up two fingers to the man's nose. I looked at Lydia who nodded and smiled as she again pulled my cock out of my slacks and gave me a long passionate kiss.

Our waitress returned with drinks for all of us. As she stood behind us waiting for me to pay Lydia again ran her hand up the girl's skirt. Her small whimper could not be heard but was definitely seen by the woman. When the girl stood by the woman we again saw the whimper and soon after saw her mouth form an "Oh."

After the girl hurried away the women at the table had their men smell their respective fingers.

Lydia was slowly masturbating me under the table. Her movements were small but the lady across from us had no problem figuring out what was going on. We saw her arm go through some motions then settle into the same slow rhythm Lydia had. Two men tried hard to disguise their great pleasure. 

Lydia suddenly decided we needed to fuck.

She left her chair and sat on my lap facing me. Without releasing my cock she flared her sundress around our laps and swiftly inserted my cock into her pussy.

Her loud moan briefly drowned out the loud music, which brought the woman's attention to us. 

She stood and walked behind me. While balancing herself with a hand on my shoulders she took off her panties and motioned for her husband to sit in the chair previously occupied by Lydia, it gave better cover than their seats did. 

The man grinned in understanding and had his cock ready as soon as he sat. His wife straddled him and made sure Lydia and I could see insertion.

The ladies were demure in their motions at first, anyone paying attention to them would have likely decided that they were just teasing their men. Lydia kissed me often and the woman kissed her husband often before offering her lips to Lydia.

She accepted the offer and the women alternated kissing their men and each other for a while. 

Then our companions lost it and fucked hard for about ten seconds before letting loose orgasmic groans. Lydia and I were so turned on that we both had major orgasms immediately after.

The women remained on our laps for a few minutes and kissed each other and us for a while.

Our waitress came by and the women decided to give the girl a treat so the ladies held their dresses up as they stood giving the girl a good view of two cocks plopping out of two pussies. The girl groaned and the ladies immediately led her to the unmarked restroom.

The man and I made use of our waitress's stack of napkins then made ourselves presentable. He returned to his seat.

Lydia returned in about ten minutes. My companion's lady returned after another five. Our waitress returned about a minute later. She looked at the women and they nodded. Our waitress then placed finger in front of my companion's nose and mine. 

Lydia looked at me and nodded as she mouthed the word "me". I slipped the girls fingers into my mouth and sucked on them for a few seconds. 

Neither Lydia nor I needed another drink. In fact neither of us needed anything except sleep by that point. I stood and gave our waitress a kiss and slipped a $50 bill into her blouse. She moaned when I squeezed a nipple.

Lydia was kissing her new friend and lover but as soon as our waitress released me she gave the girl a long tongue filled kiss.

As we walked past our tablemates Lydia hugged the woman from behind, slid a hand down her dress and rolled a nipple between her finger and thumb. The woman moaned and turned her head for another kiss then waved us good night.

When Lydia and I left it was around midnight the partygoers had become much younger and wilder. We agreed we were leaving at the right time but also agreed it was probably not an age related thing. It was more likely that our own wild behavior was already done for the night due to our efficient use of time.

We went back to our room and just kissed and cuddled. My hand caressed a tit and hers caressed my chest. She covered my body with hers with my cock between her thighs.

We fell asleep just like that.

The next morning was the start of our last full day. We began it as usual then dressed and got our gear and drove to the pier where the jet skis were.

We followed the convoy out of the lagoon into the Caribbean and enjoyed the coral reef even though it paled by Chankanaab standards. Our ride back was at a more leisurely pace and Lydia took advantage by once again reaching inside my swimsuit and gently play with my cock. When we got back to the dock we decided we were not ready to end our riding around so I rented our vehicle for two more hours.

We slowly explored the lagoon and were fascinated by the fish, sea turtles and birds. The clear amber tinted water was less than six feet deep in most areas. 

I took us into the mangrove swamp and we were royally entertained by its raw exotic nature, and each other. After I stopped our vehicle to admire a large barracuda Lydia grabbed an overhead branch to steady herself and slid around onto my lap. She moved our swim suits to the side and suddenly my cock was in her pussy.

We enjoyed the feel of fucking on a floating platform and our orgasms reflected that. We maintained our positions as I slowly glided us around the mangroves with my cock still in her pussy. After a while she slid around behind me and grabbed my still exposed cock as we explored further.

She began to use my cock as a throttle and rudder, forward or backward for speed, left and right for direction. It was fun and kept my cock from deflating completely.

We saw the bottom move more than once until our eyes resolved the image as the reaction of dozens of stingrays to our passage overhead. 

We saw many fish that we would have given anything to hook and eat cruising leisurely past us. They knew we were unarmed.

We were pleasantly surprised to see a beautiful Volkswagen sized stingray gliding just under the surface about five feet from us. I kept us up with it for a while until it took a turn between the mangroves we could not make.

As we slowly turned we had our biggest surprise of all, a black crocodile about eight feet long was ten feet and one tangled mangrove root away from us.

I did not want to disturb it any more than we already had so after taking a couple of pictures I pulled away at a slow speed. Lydia would have preferred a more rapid exit and was pushing my cock/throttle forward but she understood the need to maintain our cool.

The crocodile never acknowledged our presence, it never even blinked.

As we continued our explorations we saw the only shark we had seen in our days there, a not so small bull shark.

Bull sharks are demented, they travel up-rivers and eat raccoons and snakes and the occasional human leg, or so it's claimed.

I discarded my idea of snorkeling the lagoon.

We left the mangrove and sped back to the dock as Lydia steered me into wide turns at a fast pace using my cock. 

She was enjoying herself, so was I. 

As we passed the back of Senor Frogs we saw the end of the slide jutting over the water and wondered how many of the people taking the plunge the previous night would have done so knowing that there were sharks and crocodiles in the lagoon.

Lydia did not release my cock until we were close enough to the dock that anyone watching us approach could have seen her slowly re-insert it into my swimsuit. As we handed our vehicle to valet parking on the dock an older couple grinned at us as the woman said to Lydia, "We saw that you had a fun ride so we decided to rent one for ourselves."

Lydia told her, "It was a lot of fun especially when we were in the relative seclusion of the mangroves. Try that too. Use an overhead branch for balance."

After a few seconds the couple suddenly grinned in understanding and hurried to the rental counter.

We did love our adventure and congratulated ourselves for our decision-making prowess once again. We went to the locker room, dressed, and then found a place to eat.

As we ate our lunch we agreed that the waverunner fuck had been part of the excursion and not an official quickie so we needed a quickie and hurried back to our room.

But that afternoon in bed it was anything but a quickie. We were probably already feeling the regret our parting would be causing the next morning. 

I needed to make love to her; she needed to make love to me. 

We did fuck hard once but our afternoon and evening were spent at a much slower pace and with many more kisses than our previous trysts. Hugs had become very important to me.

Cuddling had become very important to her.

We made love to each other. 

It was time for supper when we paused. 

I called the desk and asked if anyone around us delivered food and he said, "Yes, Pizza Hut. They deliver beer and wine too."

He connected me to them and we soon had dinner in our room. Lydia never dressed and stayed in the bathroom until the delivery was completed. 

After we finished our second beer Lydia took my hand and led us to the shower. We kissed as our warm fluids bathed us. We rinsed and she dried us with a still wet towel and led us back to bed. Lydia again put us into a sixty-nine. We were gentle with each other's sex organs that time and our treats lasted a long while. 

We took turns getting each other off. My cock was near its total daily limit so when Lydia had me close I stopped her and dedicated myself to her pussy. After she had a nice orgasm she would spend some time loving my cock and stopped when I resumed eating her pussy. We spent so long in that position she managed to get me off after nearly an hour.

We never considered going disco hopping as we had planned. We did not even bother crossing it off the list. We had found something much, much better to do.

Once, while we waited for my cock to recover, we decided to pack our bags, which turned out to be a very fortuitous thing to have done. 

Our long slow lovemaking session continued well into the night. It had lasted nine hours before we fell asleep. We were naked against each other and as sexually sated as a man and a woman could be.

Lydia and I were groggy when my wake up call got us up Saturday morning, our last day in Cancun. The grogginess was soon followed by panic when we realized that Lydia's flight was leaving an hour before mine. There was no time for anything other than a quick shower.

At the Cancun airport and we made it through security and to her gate about twenty minutes before her flight boarded. 

We had both forgotten about her friends who had been on the verge of panic until they saw her.

After big strong hugs they demanded to know why she had not answered her fucking phone. 

Lydia suddenly gasped and searched her bag. She asked me if I had seen it when we packed. I had not and mentioned that I did not remember her using her phone since Xel-ha.




Felicity Ch. 29



Chapter 29: The Ugly Woman

I was on the walking trail around my condo complex when a turn suddenly put me across the path of a seriously ugly woman. She was a tall, pale, with longish blonde hair that had not seen a brush in a while.

She looked as disheveled as anyone I had ever seen. Her gym shorts and her sleeveless t-shirt were of clashing colors and too big for her. She was not wearing make up so her lips and eyebrows blended with her skin in a strangely blank Carnival mask kind of way. 

We each stepped trying to avoid the other but ended up going in the same direction twice.

She looked like a puppy that knew it did something wrong and was going to get swatted by a newspaper. She was furiously blushing.

She started to apologize but I stopped her, took her hand and danced her unto a twirl that put us each on the side we were originally headed.

She gave a delighted little laugh and slowly resumed her march down the walking path. Her whole body was blushing.

Before she was out of hearing range I shouted after her, "We have to stop meeting like this, the neighbors are beginning to talk."

She did not turn but her shoulders told me she laughed at the line. I patted myself on the back for being sensitive and friendly to a woman of unfortunate looks and continued on my route.

I did not see her the next day, as my routine was one day on, one day off. On the following day it was raining about the time I intended to go for my walk so I spent the time power napping. I admit I liked the theory of exercise a lot more than the actual act. 

I had just about forgotten about her on my next walk when I again ran into her under the same circumstances.

This time I immediately took her hand and gave her several twirls as we danced in the middle of the path. I took time to look at her a bit more closely and was duly impressed with her large blue eyes; She was in fact not actually ugly, just plain, very plain.

Those beautiful eyes, however, were looking at me with embarrassment.

I did not want to make her uncomfortable so I released her hand and semi walked/danced my way down the path.

On my next walking day I decided to reverse my route and prevent another direct run-in with her. Her reaction to a simple encounter was so strong I did not want to see her that disturbed again.

I did my two circuits and was checking my mail when she walked past me. I nodded in her direction and she smiled in return.

As she walked by I heard her say, "Missed our dance." 

I turned to look at her while searching for a line to throw in her direction but she had not stopped walking. 

Her skin was crimson. It had apparently taken a lot from her to say anything. She was shaking her head as if she could not believe she had.

Nice long legs, I thought, as I watched her walk away. Her thighs and butt were a tad too big but she was tall enough to nonetheless produce an overall pleasing effect. She was maybe just three inches shorter than me.

As walked into my home I chuckled to myself. 

I thought, "Old man, you must be really horny to be looking at something like that." 

But I had looked.

The next walking day we became acquaintances. She just happened to be going by as I started my walk. I started the conversation with nonsensical comparisons between the tango and the cha-cha. I was happy to see that I had her giggling in short order. I saw her visibly relax. 

She started her end of the conversation by praising my patio garden, admitting that on days there was no car in the carport she would make a quick detour into the garden and enjoy the flowers. 

She again was blushing.

I told her, "You are welcome to stop even if there was a car in the drive." 

Our conversation stayed light and breezy until she detoured towards her home, I learned that this was her third and last lap on the circuit. 

I was surprised to learn that I was somewhat disappointed by that turn of events and resolved to leave my home earlier the next time. It never crossed my mind to ask myself why I would want to do such a thing.

Two days later I was opening my door just as she walked by. I started to slowly catch up to her, no small feat for me. Her long legs covered a lot of ground with each stride.

I stayed behind her for a bit studying her a little more closely. She still looked disheveled, but her body started to look to me more like that of an ex-athlete working itself back into shape. She moved with a fluid gracefulness that made me think that once she must have been serious stuff.

When I caught up with her I wondered if it was because of my increased speed or if she had slowed her pace to allow me to catch up to her.

Our conversation resumed as if two days had not gone by. We finally exchanged names. 

Hers was Sharon. She had just moved to Felicity. I learned her daughters were grown and married and she learned from me my son was too. Neither of us asked about our present relationship status. I have always though it was impolite to ask and apparently so did she. Yet, somehow, we both knew the other was unattached.

In time we became friends, we learned a lot about each other. Her first residence in Felicity had been the Women's Shelter. She had moved out after a year of counseling year then she got a job. She was a teacher as I was but at different schools so I had not seen before. We had several common acquaintances. It is a small world.

She was exactly six months younger than me. Her ill-fitting clothes were result of the thirty pounds that had disappeared from her body in the last eight months. Her goal was to lose another thirty pounds. 

Without thinking I said, "that's too much, anything more than ten pounds would be excessive."

She looked at me to see if I was giving her a line or if I really thought that way. Apparently she decided I meant it and blushed.

She confirmed my guess that she had been an athlete, a college swimmer at a school that was a rival to my own. Had I gone to a swim meet or had she gone to a baseball game we would have seen the other.

It is a very, very small world.

Over the course of several weeks and without her actually telling me I guessed her marriage had been a horror of mental cruelty that ended when he crossed the line into physical abuse. Neither of her daughters invited their father to their wedding; much less give him the opportunity to walk them down the aisle. 

It explained the large inferiority complex she was carrying and her habit of apologizing for everything

In a roundabout way I admitted that my marriage ended four years before when I realized my wife would never meet a cock she did not want. Sharon was surprised to hear that my ex and I remained friends and acted as a couple for our son's wedding. I did not mention that of all the times I had gotten laid since our divorce fully half of them had been with my ex. 

I decided I liked Sharon. She accepted the possibility that I liked her and her habit of apologizing for non-existing blunders subsided.

I eventually noticed that somewhere along the line she started brushing her hair and tying it into a ponytail.

I liked ponytails.

She also began to wear a hint of makeup, just enough to frame her facial features.

In my eyes Sharon had gone from ugly, to plain, to OK, to nice in little over two months but I was only vaguely aware of that.

We started to wait for each other before starting our walks. We never agreed to do so, it just happened. 

I now walked everyday and extended the walk to three laps to match her. I told myself that the change was to speed up the rate of my conditioning. I probably knew it was just so I could spend more time with her. 

She probably knew that too.

One day about ten weeks after our first encounter I invited her to join me in my garden for a bottle of mineral water after we finished our walk. We usually ended our walks outside her home. 

Nothing much had happened between us. I had not asked her for a date. Probably out of cowardice.

She had not invited me into her patio or her home. Probably out of cowardice.

Helen accepted my offer for a drink and said, "I am anxious to see the hummingbirds you talk about. They are so neat."

"They may be gone by now. In our area they are just passing through," I said.

She was disappointed by that possibility but as we walked into my patio she became enthralled by the profusion of flowers. This was one of those days in which my garden decided to show off. 

While she looked at the flowers I retrieved two bottles of water for us. When I rejoined her she was admiring a large yellow hibiscus. 

"This place is magical," she said. "You created a miniature Eden."

I will admit that I was proud of my efforts and very, very pleased at her reaction to them. 

She then said, "Your shoe is untied," and my life changed.

As I knelt to tie it she was about three feet in front of me, turned slightly to the side.

I glanced up and saw just how much too big her shorts were. I could see well up the legs of the shorts right to the mound of Venus. I saw blonde pubic hair. I saw pussy lips.

It took a while for my fumbling hands to tie my shoe. When I finally managed and stood I had a raging erection. I did not have underwear under my gym shorts and my boner was as obvious as could be.

I decided to try to stay behind her so she would not see it but she soon created another problem for me. She raised her arm to ask about a tall flowering vine. With her arm raised I could see 80% of a glorious tit past her sleeveless shirt armhole.

She started to turn towards me wondering why I had not answered when her hand accidentally brushed my hard dick. Luckily, before either of us could react, a hummingbird zoomed past us to the feeder followed closely by two more, precipitating a round of hummingbird wars.

She was enthralled. 

She made cooing noises. 

She giggled. 

She backed up into my hard-on.

She did not press against it but instead lightly brushed it with her ass as if to make sure it was still there. My cock stayed in soft contact with her ass for the duration of the hummingbird wars.

Eventually the birds disappeared and we were left in an awkward silence.

Finally I asked if she needed more water.

She said, "No thanks, I should get home. Thanks for inviting me to your garden."

Her eyes flicked down to my crotch. My dick was clearly delineated by the fabric of my shorts. She could see it twitch. 

She forced her eyes to look at my face and stammered, "See you tomorrow," and with that started to walk out of my patio.

I said "My garden is your garden, anytime."

Just before she stepped out to the walkway she suddenly stopped and pointing at my tented shorts asked, "Did I do that, is that because of me?"

I was surprised at the boldness of the question, completely out of character for her. She was blushing as brilliantly as I had ever seen her do. 

I was also caught by surprise when I realized what my answer had to be. I said "Yes."

A large smile crossed her lips as she started to walk away. Again she stopped and turned, ran to me, threw her arms around me and kissed me hard. 

When she stepped back she said, "You don't know how long it's been since I gave anyone a hard-on," then kissed me again before she flew down the path.

I became suddenly acquainted with the term dumbstruck. I was frozen in place. My body still could feel hers as she had pressed against it. I knew I was blushing as furiously as she was.

Then, a sudden moment of lucidity,

"Dinner is at 8" I shouted at her retreating form.

Although I was not sure she heard me, that evening I prepared my best dish, shrimp linguini with garlic butter sauce, for two. My friend Julian had walked me through it once at a friends house party and although I had missed on some things mine was good enough for company.

I had dinner ready just before 8; I wore a polo shirt and dress slacks. I smelled good.

But at 8:12 I was still alone. I gave up hope and walked to the door to lock it. A small movement outside caught my eye. I looked through the patio window. 

There she was, on the swing, apparently talking to herself.

I opened the door and walked towards her.

She looked like someone that had been caught where they were not supposed to be.

I was not going to take the chance on her leaving so I grabbed her hand and led her inside.

Once inside she started to apologize for something but I could not make out exactly what, so to make her stop I kissed her.

I walked her to the dining area and led her to the table. Before she sat I took the opportunity to really look at her.

She was wearing a dark blue sun dress that looked good on her even though it appeared to be a couple of sizes too big. The ten-pound goal I had suggested had been achieved and she probably did not have anything in her closet that still fit her body.

Her hair shone as if it had its own light as it cascaded to her shoulders. 

She wore make up, just enough to see that she did, not enough to hide anything. 

Her eye make up drew me into her eyes. 

Her lipstick drew me to her lips.

I kissed her again before she sat. That kiss led to another, then another. I did not plan to keep kissing her over and over and worried that she would be upset with me but at the time I could not help it. 

I HAD to kiss her. 

I was aware enough to note that each time I kissed her she kissed me back.

I again had a hard-on for her. She noticed.

I tried to open a bottle of wine but could not keep my hands from shaking. I could not understand how this moment had become so important in my life.

I put the bottle down and gave her what must have been a helpless look. I felt I was blushing.

She spoke softly, saying," Maybe we should leave dinner for later?" 

She was blushing intensely. 

She stood and came to me. We melted into each other's arms and fell into an ageless kiss. She stepped away and started down the hallway towards the bedroom.

As she walked she undid two buttons on her dress and it fell away. She had not worn any undergarments. I was looking at a nude goddess.

I found us kissing again, 

I was nude but did not know how I got that way.

We were in bed. 

I was on top of her, my dick parting her pussy lips.

I forced myself to go as slowly as possible. I wanted to enjoy every millimeter of my cock's entry into her pussy. I wanted her to enjoy my penetration into her nest.

Her pussy was very wet but my entry was slowed by the tightness of her passage. My dick was almost a third of the way in when I pulled back out until the head of my dick barely had her pussy lips parted. Then I slowly pushed my way back in.

I repeated the sequence when half way down and again two thirds of the way in. Each sequence was punctuated by the best kisses I could give. She was answering with the best kisses I had ever received. 

I delayed my last plunge into her pussy a little longer, until her body betrayed anxiousness. I plunged in to the hilt with a swift stroke. As soon as our pelvic bones met she soared into orgasm.

I held on as the bucked, moaned and thrashed beneath me.

When I felt her catch her breath I kissed her and whispered, "Again?"

"Yes, please," she said.

I started to slowly sink and withdraw my dick out of her pussy. As I increased speed she started to moan once again.

I needed release, I was gasping for breath, hoping, and praying I would cum before I died. A loud deep groan escaped her lips sending me over. I climaxed like never before.

Finally, gasping for air. I tumbled off her body and lay on my back staring at the ceiling. We held hands as our lungs wrung out all the oxygen in the room.

She turned to her side, facing me and caressed my chests. As her hand approached my groin she started to giggle. I turned to look at her, a bit worried at her reaction. 

She was looking at my dick.

My dick was still twitching, drops of cum still making their escape. A pool of cum and pussy juice was matting my pubic hair. My dick was wilting rapidly and was very red.

"God I hope I didn't kill it. I am going to need it again," she said.

"It may need mouth to mouth," I ventured with a smile.

"No problem, but you did promise me dinner" she countered.

Dinner was ruined of course. We made BLT sandwiches and had a much easier time opening beer bottles than wine bottles. We were laughing over anything and everything, the definition of happy campers. 

We stayed nude. We took every opportunity to touch and rub against each other while in the kitchen We kissed each other a couple of million times. Any part of the others body within range of lips was kissed.

Sometimes when I kissed a nipple or ran a finger over her pussy she would blush. Now however, her blushes were a light shade of pink and were accompanied by soft moans. 

I was standing by the sink rinsing the utensils when she walked up behind me and started to caress my ass.

I loved that. 

My dick started to rise.

She rained kisses to the back of my neck.

I loved that.

My cock became fully hard and started searching for Brenda.

She saw it and grabbed it. 

I really loved that.

She led me to the bed by it. As soon as I was on my back she dove for it and engulfed it in her mouth. 

She made love to my dick. My dick loved her for it, reaching as far as it could for her. 

My dick and I knew she was not trying to suck us off. We also knew that would eventually happen so we did not have a difficult time holding on.

Her lips kissed my cock one last time then held it in her hand as she threw her long legs over my hips and slowly lowered herself to me. 

She was now kissing my dick with the lips of her pussy. 

She leaned over and kissed me gently, slowly parting my lips with her tongue at the same rate that my dick was parting her pussy lips.

She settled on me, completely impaling herself on my loving member. With a deep sigh she raised her body and just sat across my hips, my dick buried in her as deeply as it could.

Slowly, knowing she had all the time in the world, she started to make love to me.

I looked up at her magnificent breasts as they slowly danced for me. 

I looked at her moist lips, her wet tongue peeking between them. 

I looked at her large blue eyes, half closed, like a cat when it is purring. 

I looked at her golden hair, framing a face radiating a love I could physically feel. 

Right then and there I realized, I had never seen a more beautiful woman in my life.



Felicity Ch. 30



Chapter 38. Laura 

Barry was a middle age single man with a daughter in college. He was a science teacher at a high school but his salary was not enough to finance his kid in her university even with her scholarship. He did not need that much more, basically just fees and books but he did not have the money for them.

He did not want to work a second job all the time so he ended up being a male escort. Working once a week would get him the money he needed. He got one hundred and fifty dollars plus tips.

He liked going places without having to pay and he liked the company of women.

He was tall, handsome, with a bit of grey at his temples. He was a fan of the symphony and the baseball team. He liked rock concerts and operas. He was a good dancer.

Most of his clients were middle age or older women and most wanted sex. He was a very good lover and made sure the ladies felt loved and had at least one orgasm. Several of the women were married and none pretended otherwise to him. Several had introduced him to their husband as a friend of a friend.

All women that had Barry for an escort once asked for him by name on subsequent calls. 

That name was Mark.

His wife had died twelve years before and he had not dated anyone outside the escort service. He was still in love with her so he saw no point to relationships. To him the fucks were just part of the job and he was glad to have them. 

His daughter Miki knew what he did for extra money and found it amusing. She was twenty-one years old and would begin her senior university year in the fall. She was very happy he did not take jobs when she was home during school breaks. She had not asked him to do that for her, he just did.

It was summer vacation when his agent called and said, "I know you don't work summers but I have a situation. A woman asked for you but I explained you did not work when your daughter was home. I sent her Lance. She called me this morning in tears saying that Lance was just a kid and treated her like a piece of meat. She had to fight off his sexual advances.

She insisted I give her your number so she could talk to you. 

I told her that we did not do that but she made me promise to give you her name and number."

Barry was flattered. He thought about it for a few moments then sighed and asked for her name and number. He hoped he could reason with her.

As it turned out she was the one he remembered and liked best. 

He in fact liked her well enough that if she had lived in town he would have dated her, the only one for whom he felt that way.

She was a paleontologist that had made an important find and was in town to lecture at the Museum of Natural Science. He and his daughter had tickets for it. His daughter Miki idolized her but he had never told his daughter he knew her.

He called her and it went directly to voice mail. He said, "Hi Laura, this is Barry. My daughter and I will be in your audience this afternoon. She is looking forward to meeting you. I will be happy to see you again. Bye."

Dr. Laura Ballard was Miki's hero. Even though he had cautioned his daughter that there were no jobs for paleontologists she had insisted to include it as a major. Fortunately she was also getting a teaching certificate in science. 

Barry had given his daughter Laura's newest book as a birthday present and Miki was taking it to the museum hoping she could get it autographed.

Laura was a handsome, tall, slim, athletic, talented, shorthaired redheaded woman. She had a wicked sense of humor but most of the barbs were self-inflicted.

On their first tryst she expected to be fucked and be left alone but instead he had made love to her. He took her to many orgasms before he had his. He had curled up to her and kissed her shoulder as she fell asleep and stayed with her overnight. 

He loved her again in the morning and showered with her. He had joined her for breakfast. 

It was her last night in the city on that trip.

She was very much affected by him. He got a big tip.

He puzzled himself with the extra perks for nothing. Staying overnight was always extra and he had paid for breakfast without thinking about it. Her tip had more than covered his expenses anyway.

He did admit to himself she was special. 

She returned five months later for a museum fundraiser. She was in town for three nights and she had contracted him for all three. Before Barry most of Laura's escorts were women. Most of the time she used an escort just one night. She had never asked for any escort for an entire stay.

She knew she had made a wise decision when they made love the second he arrived at her hotel room. He was the perfect companion at her function that evening and made love to her for over an hour when they returned to her room. It was a school night so he left at two in the morning. He kissed her softly and said, "See you tomorrow. Good night."

He accompanied her to dinner with VIP's the second evening, a Friday. Barry was acquainted with some of the guests and mingled with them with Laura. All evening she felt like she was with her man.

He stayed with her all night and after making love to her that morning took her to one of his favorite places for breakfast. 

She told him who she was, something very few clients ever revealed to him and was sure she had never revealed to anyone else. 

He confessed that he already knew who she was.

He told her his name was Barry and that she was his daughter's hero. He impressed her when he asked perceptive questions about her work.

She had errands to do and asked him to keep her company. 

He did and by the time they returned to her hotel they were holding hands and kissing at random moments. They made love then showered together. They kissed for long stretches under the stream.

That evening he escorted her to a ball for the Opera House.

During the ball he surprised her when he took her hand and led her to the dance floor. He was not surprised to learn she was not a good dancer so he did some 'hard leading" and made her look good. 

Barry kissed her cheek when the song ended. 

She kissed him hard right there in the middle of the dance floor in front of everybody. They held hands the rest of the evening.

Some of the ladies at the ball had been clients of his; many were with their husband but managed to gush about him to her. They also told her not to become too attached, that he was still in love with his late wife. That gave Laura pause but she could not pin down why it did.

She had no functions on Sunday, and her plane did not leave until late afternoon. 

He spent the morning making love to her and she then fucked him hard.

He took her to his favorite deli for lunch. She was about to take out her credit card when he paid the check. 

"You are my date now, he said."

She again kissed him in front of everybody.

Their kiss as she got in her limo lasted long enough for her driver to whisper, "You have a plane to catch."

"See you next time," she said.

When he got home late that afternoon his daughter Miki asked him, "Special lady?"

"Yes," he answered.

Miki knew not to ask who it was.

On her next trip three months later Laura realized that first night that she was indeed falling in love with him.

She asked him to fuck her hard and he did bringing her to a deep orgasm. 

She then told him he could leave but he ignored her and kissed his way down her body. He rubbed his face on her red pubic hair then loved her pussy for another orgasm. Barry then kissed his way up and made love to her until they had simultaneous orgasms, hers was her third of that fuck.

He made a move to leave but she pulled him to her and almost suffocated him with kisses. 

It was still the school year but he kissed her until she was asleep before he left.

He could not be with her the second day until after six. Whatever her plans were for the evening were canceled. She was waiting for him with Ruben sandwiches and her naked body. They fucked first, then ate, then fucked and talked and fucked until she was asleep sometime after two AM.

On their third and last night on a Friday he took her to a symphony concert and dancing at a jazz dinner club. He made love to her nearly the entire night and again kissed her before she got in a limo to take her to the airport.

He never noticed she had not tipped him. It never occurred to her to do so. It had not been a business deal for either.

It took him two days to realize he had not escorted her to any functions. She had apparently come to the city to be with him.

He felt flattered, and nervous.

That tryst had been two months before.

That afternoon at the museum as soon as she was introduced and came out she looked for him in the audience. She smiled and nodded at the people she knew but her smile for him was special. Miki noticed that. So did everyone else some of whom turned to look at him.

She gave a very funny lecture covering her last trip to fossil grounds in Canada with accompanying slides and ended with a short video of her sliding and falling in deep mud. 

"And while I was there I took in a beauty treatment," she quipped after the video clip. 

She held the image of her screaming as her butt landed in the mud and the audience laughed for about five minutes.

She waited until the last giggle and chuckle faded then said, "Well OK, I'll run it again," and did in super slow motion. 

That time the video ended with a shot of her mud covered ass and the words "The End" over it.

She got an ovation when she finished then she sat at the autograph table.

Her father told Miki to stay at the back of the line and that he would be right back. He did not notice Laura's eyes following him as he left the lecture hall but Miki did. She also noticed the smile she got when Laura saw she was still there.

She was third in line when her father returned. 

Miki had noted that Laura was gracious with everyone and that when someone was taking a bit too long she would bring the person behind him or her into the conversation. That was enough to move the line along. 

Miki was very happy that her hero behaved as a hero should.

When it was Miki's turn Laura stood and gave her father a soft kiss on the lips then gave Miki a hug.

"You must be Miki. He told me you were a bratty kid not a beautiful young lady." She kissed Miki on the cheek then sat down and wrote a long passage on her book before she signed it.

Her father walked up to the table and handed Laura a Mounds candy bar. She stood and kissed him again.

She whispered to him, "I do not have a dinner date."

Barry then said loud enough for Miki to hear, "If you are not already booked come have dinner with us tonight. I am a good cook."

"Can you pick me up?"

"Yes, from where and what time?"

That was arranged and they left.

As they drove home Miki had a million questions for her Dad but was still too stunned to manage any except to ask, 

"Can Jess join us for dinner?"

"Do you two promise not to fawn on Laura?"

"No."

"Well, OK."

Jess was her best friend and also paleontology major. She also idolized Laura.

Laura had given him an early pick up time and she was nude when she opened the door for him. He got nude quickly and fucked her to an orgasm, ate her pussy for a second orgasm, then made love to her for a third.

As they dressed she noticed he had not cum and a small smile crossed her lips. She hoped it meant he was going to make love to her again.

Miki and her friend Jess greeted her like the star Laura was to them. All Jess could do at first was suppress a squeal.

Laura reached into her bag and brought out a copy of her last book and asked Jess to spell her name. Jess tried but could not speak. Miki told her and Laura wrote a note, signed it, and gave Jess the book. 

Between fucks at the hotel Barry had told her about Jess since she would be joining them for dinner. 

"Jess is the best friend I would have picked for Miki. I have a copy of your latest book in the car and I was going to give to her at the museum. I want you to give it to her, please. She is very, very disappointed she could not come to your lecture this afternoon."

After Laura handed her the signed book Jess had tears in her eyes as she hugged the book to her chest. The overwhelmed girl could not manage a thank you. 

Of course her reaction was the best thanks Laura could ever get. 

Laura noted Barry's big smile and said to herself, "Yeah. He's the right one."

Laura asked, "Why did Jess not come to the lecture."

Miki said, "She had to work. She tried to get off but couldn't.

We had a ticket for her."

"Let me see it."

The girls scrambled in their purses and Jess found it in hers.

She handed it to Laura and she wrote "Valid for November 21st" and signed it.

Laura handed a DVD to Miki and said, "Let's show Jess what she missed."

Miki played it and they sat and watched the DVD she used on that afternoon's presentation with their own personal Laura Ballard narration.

Barry left Laura to their mercy and checked on dinner. He had prepped it and called Miki to put it in the oven when he got ready to bring Laura home. Soon it was done and he brought it out to the counter. The aroma brought the ladies into the kitchen so he went ahead and began to plate.

He intended to use the formal dining room but Laura helped him serve the girls and served them on the kitchen table then served her own plate and sat with them.

The girls were just able to control their giggles and barely ate. Laura and Barry ate every morsel. He fixed four glasses of wine and told the girls they could have just one since they had to drive. 

He had convinced Miki to spend the night at Jess'.

As Laura finished a long and somewhat racy story Miki looked at her and said, "I love you."

Her father laughed and said, "That's enough fawning. Kiss the poor lady goodbye and go. Come back around nine. I will have breakfast for you."

The girls kissed Laura on the cheeks as he took pictures; Laura looked at him and kissed each girl on the lips. He got those pictures too. Somehow the girls managed to walk out the door.

Laura and Barry heard loud squeals outside and laughed.

"Are they gay?" Laura asked him.

"I am not sure they have decided. They have had sex with each other but as far as I know no other girls. They do date guys."

"I see you would not be upset if Miki was gay."

"Not at all. She is a smart kid and will figure it out and whatever she decides will be fine with me. I love Jess too if they end up as partners."

They were in his bedroom naked by then and she urged him onto his back and straddled him. His cock finished becoming erect in her pussy. It was her second time on top with him.

She fucked him slowly. 

Laura had fucked him hard once but as she daydreamed about it over the following months it occurred to her she should have taken all the time in the world. That night she did.

They kissed and talked.

After her second orgasm she told him what she had been doing the previous two months. 

After her third she asked him to be her escort at an awards show in October in Chicago. He asked her if she was getting an award and she said hopefully. 

He said he would be there with her.

She kissed him and as the kiss intensified so did her fuck. 

He erupted into her as she reached her fourth orgasm. 

She was more than pleased.

After a couple of dozen kisses they got up and went to clean up the kitchen. He was by then accustomed to her fetish of allowing his cum to ooze down her thigh.

"One day I will lick that up," he said to himself.

After they finished in the kitchen they got a glass of wine and sat on the couch and listened to classical music on his stereo.

She said, "That was when I knew I was in love with you, our last night together on the last trip. You took me to a symphony concert on your own money. You took me dancing afterwards. You loved and kissed me all night.

I did not want to be in love with you, I know you are still in love with your wife.

But I decided that as long as you treated me like you loved me I would be fine."

He gave her a long kiss.

"Miki looks just like her Mom. Tell me about her."

He did, half way through his story a tear left his eye. Laura kissed it and hugged him.

When he was done Laura said, "I would have liked her. Hell, I probably would have seduced her. I assume you knew I am Bi."

He nodded yes and kissed her. "She would have accepted advances from you."

That statement floored Laura. A tear fell down her cheek. He kissed it. Laura was trembling when he held her in his arms.

For the first time it occurred to her he might love her too.

She sobbed then willed herself to stop. 

He kissed her and she felt his love for her. 

She sobbed as she smiled.

It took her several minutes to compose herself and they got another glass of wine and sipped it as they kissed. 

Before the wine was gone his cock had recovered. 

They went to bed.

"You don't have to answer but I am curious, how many women have you made love to in this room?"

"Two."

After a short pause she asked, "In this bed?"

"One."

"Love me."

They began what would be the longest fuck of their lives.

They were still in bed when Miki came home the next morning.

She went to the bedroom and awakened Laura with kisses to her lips. "Your agent is on the phone," she said.

Laura had been naked uncovered when Miki came in so Laura saw no point in getting dressed and went to the living room naked.

Her father had awakened so she asked him, "Are you two fuck buddies or lovers?"

He thought about it for a moment and said, "Somewhere between the two, closer to lovers. No, lovers."

Miki grinned, nodded and kissed his cheek then said, "You better get dressed. I think she will need to be somewhere soon."

Laura came back to the bedroom and was telling someone on the phone she would be there on time.

She looked at Miki and asked, "Don't you have a class today?"

"Oh yeah. I will be out of your way soon."

"No, I need you to give me a ride. I am the surprise lecturer."

Miki gave her a big smile then a soft kiss and said she would wait for her in the living room.

A requisite class in Paleontology was only offered in the summer that year. It was her only class.

Laura walked up to Barry and told him, "Watch carefully."

She uncovered him then leaned over and slid his cock in her mouth. She sucked it until he was hard.

She gripped his cock and said, "This is the first cock I have ever had in my mouth. It is now going to fuck me in the shower."

That was exactly what happened and after getting dressed she joined Miki, kissed her lips and off they went to the university.

Barry went to the kitchen and fixed himself some coffee then sat at the table in his patio to drink it.

Barry was wondering how Laura would cope with his part time job. He wondered if he could afford Miki's senior year without the job. His daughter's school was the most prestigious in the southwest. It was expensive.

He worried that he had cheated on his wife. His wife knew she would not survive her last operation and had made him promise he would find a mother for Miki. She trusted him to always do the right thing. But he knew that search would be fruitless and had never bothered to look. Miki no longer needed a mother but she loved Laura. 

He loved Laura.

Barry sighed and made his decision. 

He called the escort agency and quit.

He was starting to worry at their delay in returning but just as he picked up the phone they drove up. They came in carrying stuff and he was told to get the suitcase out of the trunk. 

He smiled as he did, Laura was moving in with him. 

He wondered for how long.

The girls put everything up in Miki's mother's closet. There were three dresses on hangers there and the dresser still had stuff in it but there were no problems for the girls. Neither mentioned the apparels.




Felicity Ch. 30



"How was the lecture?" he asked his daughter.

"She was a superstar. She kept everyone laughing and even told that racy story about two duckbill fossils found in a compromising position. I became a star too. You should have seen the looks of others when she mentioned she was staying at our house."

He smiled and gave each a soft kiss.

"Where is Jess?" he asked.

"We took her to work."

"We are hungry," Laura said.

Barry had not made breakfast as promised so he got his car keys and took them to the enormous Vietnamese restaurant on the edge of downtown. They ate like sharks in a feeding frenzy and laughed a lot.

They returned home and Laura sat on the swing and made a phone call. Barry and Miki gave her privacy and remained inside.

A few minutes later Laura came in and poured some wine for herself.

"What a strange looking garden in the yard."

"That is Dad's experiment. He wants to see how close plants have to be before they react to each other when cramped for space. Each cluster you see has a different plant and spacing."

Barry opened a Dr. Pepper and followed them out. He sat on the swing and watched the women as they walked the garden. 

He felt content. It had been many years since he just sat and smiled.

Laura sat with him on the swing and Miki went in for a coke.

"I love Miki," Laura said to him. "You have done an exceptional job."

"Thanks but she has always been like she is now. I have only spoiled her."

She smiled and kissed him. They felt the swing move, Miki had joined them. Laura stopped her kiss to him and kissed Miki on the lips.

"And I love you too," she said to her. 

Miki blushed and kissed her back.

"How long are you staying?" she asked Laura. 

"Tonight then the night after tomorrow for two nights, then one away, in New Orleans she said with an elbow jab and wink to Barry. Two weeks here then on to Dallas and three days there."

"Then after that?"

"Here for six weeks, if you are OK with that."

"I, we would be OK with that. Where are you going to be tomorrow night?"

"San Antonio."

"Oh, I want to go with you. I have never been on the Riverwalk," Miki said.

Laura looked at Barry and he said, "Why not."

That nigh Miki fell asleep to the sounds of their fuck. She could hear Laura's three orgasms. She fell asleep with a smile.

Miki loved San Antonio and being with Laura. She loved being picked up by a limo at home and loved being met by a limo at the San Antonio airport. 

She loved selling Laura's book just to the side of the autograph line.

She loved sharing a shower with Laura and attending a formal function. 

She adored walking along the river hand in hand with Laura. She loved the boat ride and the food.

She loved falling asleep in Laura's arms. 

All had assumed she was Laura's daughter and neither corrected that assumption.

The next night in bed Laura told Barry that she and Miki slept together in the same bed, naked. "Nothing happened except a lot of kissing. We did not want to disappoint you. I do love Miki."

"I am surprised neither of you took advantage of the situation. I may be a bit disappointed over that," he said.

She laughed and kissed him then said, "Well, I will certainly never do the right thing again," then kissed him hard.

He did go to New Orleans with her and they had a lot of fun. They also fucked a lot.

The following two weeks they became a family of sorts. 

He got used to seeing Miki sit on Laura's lap and kiss her for a minute or two. 

Miki got used to the sounds of their fucks at night. 

By the end of the second week both got used to seeing Laura walking around the house naked. 

Barry went with her to Dallas and when they got back Miki asked Laura, "So, are you living here permanently now?"

"I would need to go home first before I could. There are things I would need. It will not take long. I live alone."

"Not anymore," Miki said and kissed her.

Laura sobbed and gave her a happy kiss and then gave Barry one just like it.

A few moments later Miki said, "We have to ask her."

"Ask me what?"

"Not you, Mom."

Barry stood and took Laura's hand. Miki drove them to a small cemetery on the edge of the city. She stopped by a grave and got out of the car.

None had spoken since they left the house.

The headstone read Denise Markham; She was just twenty-nine when she died.

"Hi Mom. We brought you someone to meet. Dad and I love her and we want her to live with us, please. Her name is Laura."

Miki stepped aside. Laura held back for a few moments then went to her knees. Tears were flowing from her eyes. She struggled to regain her composure.

"Hi Denise. Please, I know I am not replacing you. I know I could not. 

But please understand I love them with all my heart. 

They will be the first family of my own. My last family.

You and I will be friends."

Barry knelt next to Laura and said to his wife, "I love you, 

I always will. I love Laura. I want her with us. We will be happy. Be happy for us."

Miki knelt to the other side of Laura and they all embraced. Suddenly, they felt a smile, and then they all smiled. They stood, said goodbye to Denise and returned home.

Two weeks later Laura lived with Barry and Miki permanently. She had a big full house in Montana and Barry and Miki had accompanied Laura and helped her decide between house and storage items. Most of her stuff went directly into storage.

She took over their third bedroom and converted it into a shop. Miki became her assistant and learned a lot more from Laura than she ever did at school. Barry noted that they were often naked as they worked in there. When Jess was with them, which was often, she was naked too. 

Two weeks before the start of the fall semester Laura's agent called. The prestigious university had offered her a position on their faculty. He had negotiated a contract for ten years at a salary matching her peak year in earnings plus five percent. 

"Tell them I accept."

That weekend Laura asked him how much money he needed from his part time job. She was going to hire him for every night.

"Tuition fees and books. Miki has a partial scholarship but there is still a lot to make up." 

"I will call and hire you for the next two weeks."

He told her he had resigned in early June. She cried. He embraced her. 

Two weeks later Laura and Barry were married.

A week later Laura had Miki and Jess as students in her classroom and carpooled on Tuesdays and Thursdays.

Barry and Miki learned that Laura had always been wealthy and she paid for Miki's tuition and fees through her PHD degree. She also covered all of Jess' costs so she no longer needed to work. 

Jess pretty much moved in with Miki. Now there were three naked women in his house.

He had not expected all three to be naked throughout the house and yard all the time but he was eventually fine with that. He had insisted they wear t-shirts during dinner however.

He always wore gym shorts but the ladies could easily tell when he had an erection. 

Laura would say she felt faint and needed to lie in bed for a few minutes.

Miki and Jess understood they were going to fuck and just smiled and nodded then went to their bed and fucked. 

Eventually the girls managed to ignore the cum sliding down Laura's thigh.

During dinner one night Laura asked the girls if they were comfortable being committed partners. They said, "Yes, very."

Barry did not know they had made a decision, which is why Laura had asked the question.

Barry understood that there was sex between the three but they had made efforts to keep the episodes out of his sight. Barry did not mind their play and in fact noticed that as soon as they were done Laura went to him and ravaged his body.

Laura went to visit Denise on occasion, sometimes with Miki mostly by herself. 

A few of those were to masturbate as she told Denise how much she wanted her. 

Many were to get her thoughts on letting Miki go on a dig in the Gobi dessert. They agreed it would be good for her and allowed her to go. Jess applied too and was accepted with Laura's recommendation.

Barry asked her why she kept visiting his first wife.

"She is my best friend," was Laura's answer.

Miki and Jess proved themselves in the Gobi Desert and were soon paid assistants on other expeditions. Both of them became associated with the local science museum and were appointed to take over a dig in Canada that had to be abandoned because of a heavy early June snowfall.

Barry and Laura had gone over some projected topographic western Canadian maps during the Mesozoic and guessed that a small coastal inlet could have been present about fifty kilometers northeast of the Hilda site but still closer to Medicine Hat than Saskatoon. It could have also been subject to coastal storm flooding. 

They pointed their girls there and in just three days discovered the fossil of a new small quick raptor. 

They dug up nine of them, apparently they traveled in packs.

Her dig was over five hundred kilometers from the site that had been abandoned.

When they returned Laura's agent put them on the lecture circuit and they became a hit. Laura and Barry helped them with the presentation and added some comedy, which made them as delightful to see and hear as Laura was.

They still lived with her Dad when in town but over time those trips home became rare until Laura's publisher asked Miki to write up her expedition and with a bit of help from her parents she did. Her parents were often mentioned in the book.

During that extended stay at home Miki, Jess and some friends discovered a gay friendly coastal town just a bit over an hours drive away. They met committed couples with very nice rings and decided to get married there. 

Laura and Barry spent three weeks in the town and loved it. They loved the people, the restaurants, the bars, and the beach. Laura loved some of the women, literally. 

Her best friend and former lover Elena lived there with her husband. They renewed their affair as their husbands made new friends in a Tiki bar. Both were assaulted as soon as they got back and the men experienced exhibitionist sex for the first time. It would not be their last but neither couple was interested in swapping.

They returned to Felicity every extended weekend.

Soon after her book was published Miki became the new Laura Ballard to the extreme delight of Laura Ballard and her Dad.

Her new schedule kept her away from home for over a year at times.

With the girls away Barry and Laura were now always nude in the house. Laura took advantage of every erection as soon as she saw it. If she did not see an erection she took steps to get him one.

They fucked in every room and the patio and yard. They even fucked on the girl's bed when theirs somehow became damp. Their lust mirrored their love for each other.

Laura now only ate pussy in Felicity.

Ten years after they married Barry and Laura sat naked on the swing in their back porch talking about whether they should retire or not. Barry was then past fifty years old, Laura would be fifty in a month and her contract with the university was running out. Barry was still six years away from retiring with full benefits. 

Between them they already had money to retire and go hopping around the world but felt like they needed a job. 

They bored easily.

Barry said, "Maybe we could surprise Miki and Jess as they work that dig in Australia." 

Laura squealed and immediately called somebody and asked them to please make it happen. She then drowned her husband and lover in kisses. 

They had just fucked so they understood it might be morning before his dick would function again but she was ever the optimist so she played with his cock as she kissed him.

"Our girls will freak when they see us."

He smiled, their girls certainly would.

Laura gave him and his cock special kisses.

His cock began to rise so Laura used it.

Barry took early retirement and Laura was made Professor Emeritus, meaning she would lecture when she could. They searched for sponsors for their trip and The University and the city science museum sponsored them, as did her publisher. Laura's booking agent got her gigs along the way. They had the financing so they concentrated on the logistics.

It took several weeks and it was spring in Australia when Laura flew a plane from Darwin to the site of the dig in the middle of nowhere in the outback. The group that handled supplying the dig team mostly financed that trip. Laura knew them well but had to eat pussy to get everything she wanted. 

He got to watch. It had not been his first time to watch.

Barry and Laura had also packed luxury food items for the dig crew, steaks, shrimp, wine, three cases of sport drinks, a case of Vienna sausage, and a case of batteries. 

Laura said on most of her digs the thing she wanted most was a good pillow. There was never any room for one. She took new pillows for each member of the crew.

Requested items such as a new water pump and a new generator that Jess had been asking for were brought over too along with five hundred liters of water. 

The two-engine plane was heavy but Laura handled it easily. Barry had a pilot license by then so Laura had a competent co-pilot.

They landed and she taxied them near the mess tent. He went up to two guys and asked them to please unload the cargo then asked to point them towards Dr. Markham-Ballard. 

The camp took little notice of their arrival; they were expecting a supply plane.

As Laura and Barry walked around a large boulder Laura stopped, got down on her knees, then asked the young girl nearby if she could borrow her dental pick and brush.

As the girl came to her she suddenly squealed. Barry quickly told her to be quiet. The girl clamped her hand over her mouth, handed Laura her tools and just jumped up and down in excitement.

Laura cleaned up a small mound of dirt and sure enough there were bones under it.

Laura, told the girl to go tell Miki that a digger had found something interesting but don't tell her who.

The girl ran off and returned with Miki and Jess.

Laura and Barry were kneeling bent over close to the ground and like everyone else were wearing hats, Miki had no idea who they were when she knelt between them and closely inspected the fossil.

"Oh wow. Jess, Get us some water."

When Miki straightened up Laura and Barry did too. Miki saw the look of shock in Jess' face then heard her loud squeal and turned to look. She squealed and they both dove on Barry and Laura.

For a few moments neither knew who was kissing them wildly.

By the time calm was restored everyone in camp had surrounded them. After the four managed to stand Miki said, "Everyone, my Mom and Dad."

Everyone swarmed Laura but Miki and Jess walked their Dad to the rest canopy and took turns showering him with kisses.

"Are you spending the night?" Miki asked.

"Yes, if somebody will help us put up our tent."

Miki walked towards two of the three guys on her crew, the guys that had unloaded the goodies and tent. Before the girls were done kissing him the tent was up.

That night they had a party and ate all the perishable food Barry and Laura had brought. All were very grateful for the food and the new pillows. 

Barry spent the first night alone in his tent. He was not surprised or upset. He may have been a bit grateful; it had already been a tough week on his body and was grateful the two gay guys had done all of the unloading. Loading the plane had taken its toll on him. "Water is so fucking heavy," he had commented several times including as he tried to get comfortable in his bed.

The next morning Laura, Miki and Jess went to the previous days find and found the German girl Mara was already working on it, Barry was there recording it.

Mara was the best with a dental pick anyone knew.

Barry filmed the dig for a week as the story line built. The team's geologist thought the boulder had fallen down a no longer existing mountain, perhaps a hundred million years ago. The creature they were extracting had likely been killed by it.

Everyone was doing their best to control their excitement.

A canopy was placed over the site and table chairs and laptops soon took places under its shade.

By the second day Mara had exposed enough to determine it was a reptilian forelimb. 

Everyone dug a path away from the boulder and using all their combined strength manage to roll the boulder three feet away.

They were all jumping up and down as soon as they looked down, the creature's entire skeleton was exposed, and it had a sharp small beak with teeth.

The place exploded when Jess put water on it and all saw the impression of feathers on the rock.

Laura knew some real work had to be done and that Miki had a very competent crew so after one week she and Barry left.

Before her father boarded he whispered to his daughter, "The creature had to have seen the boulder coming. It had lost most of its momentum before the boulders last roll crushed it. Look for a nest under her."

He loved the stunned expression and the wild kiss before getting into the copilots seat.

Two months later Laura and Barry were back home after spending three weeks in Australia, a week in Bora Bora, two weeks in China and Mongolia, a week in Japan and three days in Hawaii. 

The Gobi trip was to visit with friends and lasted only two nights. They had taken a case of sport drinks, pillows, blankets, and a case of peanut butter. 

Laura ate pussy, Dr. Eleanor Lindsey's, Lin for short. She was a former member of Laura's team and headed the expedition they visited. She was the recipient of the peanut butter. 

He again got to watch Laura love a woman. 

Then he was urged to fuck the woman. He fucked both.

On their trips to Felicity threesomes had become frequent. Laura did not mind sharing him when she had a pussy or two available but she never shared Elena with him. Barry understood.

Bora Bora and Hawaii were scuba diving trips. She gave lectures in Sydney, Darwin, Beijing, Hong Kong, Kobe and Tokyo.

They were at last in their own bed and were getting ready to fuck.

"What was your favorite part of the trip?" Laura asked him.

"Australia. And yours?"

"Australia. I can't believe we spent a week with them, the plan was for just one night."

"I knew you were not just going to leave your find. Thank you for giving Miki full credit."

"She would not take it as you know. She seemed to prefer padding the legend that is her mother and to include her father too." 

Barry said, "Her find had to go to the Australian museum for some reason although she is still in charge of it. Jesse and Mara are the only two with her. How long do you think it will take before they can come home?"

"Probably a year. Separating the 'ballardi' from her nest will be the hard part.

They are being paid well and live together in a big apartment so they are fine."

"How long before the name is approved?"

"Also around a year. They know it's a new species but they are checking to see if it's a new Genus."

"She loved everything you did."

"Yeah. She brought all the girls to our bed the first and last night so she and I did not make love, we have not been except for kissing naked in bed. We have been mother and daughter for a while, as you know. Mara, Jess and the Canadian girl exhausted me each time anyway. Did you fuck the Aborigine woman?"

"No, she fucked her husband as I recorded it on video. They told me their web site makes more money for them than their jobs."

"I like them," Laura said.

She began a soft slow fuck and had a nice cum then paused.

"Lets move to Felicity," she said.

"Can we afford it?"

"Yes, we are still doing fine. The lectures paid for our trip and then some. We actually made money. Marie and Mo can put us up until we find a house or we could just go ahead and buy Ruthie's house."




Felicity Ch. 30



"I would rather we didn't. I would rather live in the neighborhood on the other side of the yellow light. Staying with Marie and Mo by the way is exhausting. We need to stay at the resort."

"Coward. I'll call Amanda and see if anything is available. I know there were two empty houses there when we last went but that was four months ago."

Laura resumed the fuck with a bit more energy. She had become an expert at getting at least three orgasms from his erections.

The magnitude of her next cum was much bigger than expected. After it had released her she checked on his erection, it was still there.

"God I love you," she said and covered his face with kisses.

They caressed and kissed and she moved just often enough to keep his cock hard. He teased her about her passion for Mo. 

"It looks weird, it looks like you are fucking an older sister."

"Well, most of that passion is gone, we really think of each other as sisters who both fuck Marie."

A few kisses later he said, "Did you know you are more beautiful, more sexy now than you have ever been?"

"Liar. My tits sag and my hair is getting grey. You are more handsome than ever."

"Liar, my tits sag and my hair is gray."

Laura gave him a long kiss and said, "The girls will be happy to come see us in Felicity. They loved the rings Wendy made for them and their ring ceremony and they love their new friends. But the important part is they may come see us more often."

"That would be nice."

Laura kissed him and began the search for her third orgasm. She lost track of time until suddenly time simply vanished. 

Her orgasm ate it and her.

When time resumed for her he was kissing her with love. She just basked in him.

Barry asked Laura which of her investments had given her the biggest return.

She sat up on him to tell him but moaned instead. He was still hard for her.

She smiled and said, "The two hundred dollars I paid to meet you."



Felicity Ch. 31



Chapter 32. Elena

I had gotten a job at a small company that provided expedited shipments to our entire state. Our niche was to do the job of FedEx or UPS did just as reliably but cheaper.

It did not take me long to realize that our company could do neither.

I wondered how we remained in business and learned that the company belonged to my boss' mother and she was keeping it afloat. Her son, my boss, was running from crisis to crisis with little idea how to get us out of panic mode. I hated that and considered leaving but I liked my boss, Jerry. He was in his mid-twenties and knew he was in over his head. I liked some of the people in our office too so I decided to see what I could do.

Late one Friday afternoon I went into Jerry's office with a twelve pack of beer and a plan. It required overhauling the computer system, firing some lazy and unneeded people, and giving raises to the best employees. He agreed to all of it and our office became streamlined and efficient. It also made our company a pleasant place to work.

I convinced him that our sale staff should be women with pleasant telephone manners. All of those people were going to be faceless voices. We soon had a sales force of women in their forties with two exceptions. One of them was Jerry's wife, a shrew. We kept her calls to a minimum. Jerry and I did all of the in person calls.

Our dispatchers needed to have a deep commanding voices. They were the guys hiring and sending the truckers out. The first guy we hired was a sergeant, a veteran that had lost his legs in the Middle East, 

He recommended one of his men that had returned with one arm, we hired him too.

We hired a computer firm to keep our equipment running instead of trying to fix them ourselves.

We signed our most reliable independent truckers to contracts.

Everything clicked.

Three months later we were no longer losing money. Three months after that we made a profit. 

His mother was very impressed and decided to throw a party for us. She rented a hall and invited everyone and their families for food and games. 

I was surprised to learn that no one at the company had ever seen her and when they did they were very much surprised, his mother was a friendly gray haired lady that had the looks and body of a young model.

When Jerry introduced me as Dave, his most valuable employee she kissed my cheek and said. "You have caused me untold grief, I can no longer write off the company losses to the IRS. Dance with me."

She led me to the dance floor and we danced a cha-cha and salsa before a bolero was played. I was being respectful but boleros are sexy dances and I soon had a noticeable erection. She pressed her body to it.

After the dance we wandered over to the bar and as we waited for our drinks she said, "You have a strange taste in women."

I gave her an embarrassed nod and took my drink without comment. 

The only thing on her that looked old was her gray hair. Everything else from her body to her laugh belonged to a young gorgeous woman.

We went our separate ways for a while but ended up at the bar again as another bolero began to play and she took me back to the dance floor. Our bodies were soon in full contact and my erection returned. When the song ended she took me down a hallway to a deserted office.

She raised her sundress and took off her panties then sat on the desk with her legs spread. She quickly unzipped my slacks and pulled my cock to her pussy.

She groaned as it slid into her, I kissed her as if she was the woman for me and began a slow but intense fuck. She was very horny and had an orgasm quickly but I did not slow down or speed up and she had another orgasm.

I put a chair behind me, sat, and began to feast on her pussy. She groaned loudly and I hoped no one was walking by at that time since they certainly would have heard her. Her next orgasm bathed my face with her fluids so I stood and kissed her deeply then resumed our fuck. 

It had begun as just a quick fuck but by then I was desperate to please her and she knew it and threw herself into the sex. She had two more orgasms until I filled her pussy with cum on her third. 

We embraced and kissed for a while before she whispered, "We need to get back."

I nodded in agreement and resumed kissing her. Five minutes later she got off the desk and sat in the chair as she put her panties back on. Before standing she swallowed my cock and sucked it for a few seconds before returning it inside my slacks and zipping me up.

"Wash up before you go back out, you smell of my pussy," she said again kissing me she before she strode out of the office.

I waved at everyone as I simply went to my car and home. I did not see Mrs. Sullivan; she was likely still cleaning up.

That weekend I masturbated to that memory several times. 

I had gotten laid on a semi-regular basis but that had been my first impromptu adventure and she had been the oldest woman I had ever fucked. She was also the most beautiful woman I had ever kissed, much less fucked.

It slowly dawned on me it had also been my best fuck, ever.

On Monday I went to work as I wondered if I had been fired, after all I had fucked my bosses' mother. But everything was normal until Thursday when Jerry said, "Mom wants me to escort her to a fundraiser at the opera house this Saturday night but my wife wont let me. Could you do that for me? She seems to like you."

"Did she ask you to ask me?"

"No, I suggested it but she said she was too old to have you as her date. She does not think you will accept."

"Well, I don't have a date for Saturday and I have always wondered if such events are as boring as they sound so call her back and tell her I am willing if she can't find anyone else. 

I find it hard to believe she does not have a long list of suitors waiting for just such an opportunity."

"Oh, she does but has apparently found all of them wanting. I will call and tell her."

Friday morning he came to my office and said, "Mom said yes. You need to wear a tux, I know a good place to rent one."

"No need, I own a tux. I have four sisters and after the first one married I figured out that buying a tux would be much cheaper than renting one three more times. 

At what time and where do I pick her up?"

"Her house at seven-thirty. I will give you the address. She seemed to be very pleased you accepted the invitation. She is not as formal as she seems, you might have a good time, relatively speaking," he said with a laugh.

I nodded in fake skepticism but stayed behind my desk hiding a sudden erection.

I drove to her house which was in the midst of a very upscale neighborhood. There was a limo and a driver parked in front.

"Jerry?"

"No. David. Jerry foisted off tonight's duty on me. His wife would not let him come."

"Oh," she said with disappointment.

"Are you Amelia?"

"Yes, has he said anything about me?"

"No. I have overheard some of his calls to you. If it will make you feel better he seemed very disappointed he would not be seeing you tonight."

"Thanks. It does help."

I nodded, walked up the steps and knocked on the door. 

I was stunned when it opened, Mrs. Sullivan looked amazing. Her dark emerald green gown was form fitting and she had a great form. Her hair was in a bun and her make-up was flawless. 

Once in the limo I said to her she was the most beautiful woman I had ever taken out on a date.

She giggled and kissed my cheek.

Apparently our chauffeur was privy to everything because I was sure she heard Mrs. Sullivan apologize for her behavior the previous weekend,

"I know I came across as a tramp but believe me you were my first fuck since I became a widow. Feeling your erection for me got me as horny as I have ever been. When you made sure I was satisfied before filling me up I knew I had not made a bad mistake. I know it will not be a mistake tonight either."

I did not know how to reply to her, she had just told me we were going to fuck that night. I kissed her. That turned out to be the right reply.

Mrs. Sullivan introduced me to her friends at the opera house as the vice president of one of her companies. She quipped I was her escort because I wanted to be the president of the company.

I told everyone that was true but unless I got promoted by the following summer she would need to find someone else.

She stuck her tongue out at me.

We spent most of our time chatting with her best friend there, an archeologist named Laura, and her husband. I had a pleasant time and after the event I asked our chauffeur to take us to the large Vietnamese restaurant at the edge of downtown. We brought Amelia in with us and ate a lot of food.

Mrs. Sullivan let Amelia know that she knew how disappointed she was but not to worry that the bitch had no clue. It was more of denying Jerry time with his mother.

I was suddenly allowed into a secret that I had already figured out.

I knew Amelia had learned a new secret that night. 

When we returned to her house Mrs. Sullivan kissed Amelia on the lips as she hugged her.

"Can you drive all the way back home or do you need to spend the night," Mrs. Sullivan asked.

Amelia looked at me then said, "I'm fine. Have fun. Love you," then kissed her on the lips and drove off.

As I followed Mrs. Sullivan to her bedroom she said, "Amelia is the love of Jerry's life and vice versa. 

His father stepped in and rescued Jerry's first company, a restaurant, then sold it. Jerry has this misplaced sense of gratitude so he stays with the witch. I own his present company and was keeping it afloat until you interfered."

She was nude and getting in bed by then, I was soon nude and sliding onto the bed from its foot, slithering my way to her pussy.

She paused for a groan as my tongue licked her pussy lips before continuing. "I have looked around Amelia's hometown and have found everyone eats out often. 

Jerry still wants to be a chef. He graduated from culinary school after high school but his first failure has frightened him. 

I want you to help me convince him to leave the witch and go to the coast with Amelia. I am buying a small property downtown for him. Ooh."

I had just circled her clit with my lips and she ceased speaking for an hour and all she said then was, "Good night."

It had been a long fuck sprinkled with near jungle love and tenderness. It was the best fuck of my life, again. 

As we spooned I kissed her neck and shoulder as my hand gently caressed a tit.

It crossed my mind that was the most satisfying moment of my life before I fell asleep.

When I awoke the next morning she was astride my hips fucking me. I kissed each tit then said, "Good morning."

"Yes it is," she said with a hiss.

I pinched her nipples and she had an intense orgasm. After she recovered her breath she said, "We need a shower."

A few minutes later we were in the kitchen naked as we drank coffee.

"What are your plans for the day?" I asked.

"Fucking you. And yours?"

"Fucking you."

"Good. Lets drive south and make love in a bed and breakfast. It only takes a bit over an hour. We can take Laura and Amelia to lunch."

"They would suspect that there's something going on between us."

"They have already figured that out. They already dread having to keep me sane when you leave."

"That may not be for a while. How old are you?"

"Forty two. And you?"

"Thirty three. You are not old enough to be my mother."

"Kiss me."

That kiss segued to a fuck on the breakfast table.

"Call me Elena," she said as she raced to orgasm.

We drove to the town on the coast, fucked in our bed and breakfast room then met Amelia, Laura and her husband, and several others at an Italian restaurant. All knew her well and were happy to see she had me and made many crude jokes about her cougarhood. 

All kissed her lips often. Some of those kisses carried love with them, all of those were from other women.

After saying goodbye we walked one block and she showed me the building she was purchasing, Amelia was with us.

"What kind of restaurant is it going to be?" I asked.

"Soup and sandwich," Amelia said. "It's the only thing the town does not have."

"Good location at the edge between downtown and the office buildings. It should work," I said.

"It used to be a Woolworth type store but the building itself is in good shape. Jerry will not need the entire floor space but I have not decided what else to put into the building.

A souvenir shop, I don't see one around," I said.

"Hmm, the only one I know of is in the resort. That might work," Amelia said.

"How would you like to run a souvenir shop? Elena asked Amelia.

"It was number one on my list of career choices," Amelia quipped.

"I will maybe consider that as a job application," Elena said to Amelia then kissed her on the lips.

"By the way, you may not fuck Dave,"

I showed great sadness hearing that and got my ass swatted for it. Amelia was a very cute girl coincidentally nine years younger than me.

"Damn, can I still fuck you?" Amelia said.

Elena looked at me and I nodded yes. I did not know if they did or were just having fun with me but I was fine with it anyway. 

Mom and all of my sisters ate pussy on occasion.

Elena and I took Amelia home then returned to the B&B for another fuck.

When we got back to her house Sunday I told her I needed to go home since I had to go to work in the morning. The kiss she gave me when we separated was the kind to make sure I came back.

I spent the workweek trying to find out all I could about Jerry's witch. The one girl that worked in the warehouse told me she suspected that Jerry's wife was fucking a couple of the truckers. 

I spent weeknights forcing myself to stay home. I searched the web for anything on Elena and learned she had married at seventeen and was a Mom soon after. Her husband was a nice enough guy that was born to money yet worked hard until he was a multi-millionaire then dropped dead from a heart attack. 

That had been four years ago.

Gossip pages had mentioned some men as her escort to events but never any real gossip except one article that sort of suggested a lesbian tendency.

She appeared to be exactly as she appeared.

But there was the age difference. Of course I had dated and fucked women ten years younger than me and that sort of made me feel better.

I did spend the following weekend at her house. I intended to take her out to a concert, take her to dinner, or take her to the beach. But what she wanted to do was fuck and kiss. 

I had no problem with that.

I brought my camera to work and followed Jerry's wife every time she left the office. Two weeks later I had proof, in fact she was sucking and fucking four different guys. 

I got the pictures.

We never called those truckers again with job offers. They knew who the witch was.

The following weekend I took my photos of the witch to Elena. I had decided not show them to Jerry because I knew from experience it would really hurt him. Elena thanked me then called her lawyer. 

Divorce papers were served the following week and that was quickly followed by a loud tantrum from the witch in which she promised to make Jerry so poor he would have to borrow money from her again.

I left a note on her desk to check her personal e-mail. The photos were there and she left the building never to be seen again. 

Apparently her father monitored her e-mail and saw the photos too. He sent her to live with her mother in Florida. Apparently the daughter was just like her mother.

The divorced became final quickly.

Jerry was now a free man, for about twelve hours. He and Amelia flew to Vegas and got married. Elena took me with her for the ceremony. Jerry named me his best man.

Elena closed on the property for Jerry and Amelia and he left the city. I was made president of the company.

We endured the barbs from her circle of friends but they never seemed to see me as a gold-digger. I think they thought I was in love with Elena.

Maybe I was in love with Elena.

Two months later I had spent most nights in Elena's bed. It felt wrong.

I resigned my job and stated I was moving to the town on the coast. Jerry had told me a spotlight factory needed someone like me to run their office. I had one interview with the owner and got the job of office manager at a lot more money than expected.

Elena accepted my resignation and promoted the person I had suggested to the presidency. It was a woman without a college degree but she knew and understood the business better than anyone.

I purchased a nice home in a nice sub-division then asked Elena to come visit me. After a long loving fuck we went to the upscale European restaurant and before dessert I asked her to marry me.

She burst into tears. I nearly panicked but her friends hiding behind her seemed to think that was a yes so I slid an engagement ring on her finger.

Everyone just assaulted her with kisses and that included three friends from the city that had driven down for the occasion.

Elena cried for an hour.

We married after she had moved in with me. 

She told me that she was positive I had invited her down to end our relationship and had decided she would not cry.

She apologized for her tears then.

She still had doubts until we were pronounced man and wife. 

She apologized for the tears then too.

We did not hear any age difference remarks or jokes until her fiftieth birthday and again on her sixtieth birthday. 

We are approaching her seventieth birthday. The jokes about old people fucking were becoming intense. But we could not deny any of the accusations.

We were guilty. 



Felicity Ch. 32



Chapter 32: Brenda

I am an intermediate school teacher, that is the school to which the demented ones go, ages twelve to fifteen. I liked it there because that was the last age group a teacher could influence kids on how to treat a planet, or each other, or themselves. That is also the group that begins to become aware of sex so getting their attention is impossible at times.

Once they leave for high school their minds are pretty much hardwired and there isn't much anyone can do.

I was known for my patience. When I yelled at them it was in the voice of Pee Wee Herman. When they did well I brought candy. But most of the time they were happy when I just nodded at them.

At home my patience was tested too. My wife was a sales representative and traveled often. Soon I became superfluous to her, like earrings she never wore. I suspected she had a lover so I contacted a private investigator with ties to offices in the Midwest to check up on her.

When their report came in I was deeply saddened and knew it was hopeless but I gave her and our marriage another chance.

Our sex lives had been good, she loved the way I treated her in bed. She loved our long sessions and her multiple orgasms.

She suddenly decided to just wait for me to get done. I decided to stop all my advances, she was happy I did.

I went to our towns only real divorce lawyer. We talked and she asked if I had tried counseling and I told her no, that I did not want to be married to someone that did not respect me.

I mentioned that I had proof of her infidelities. She said to hold on to it until it appeared that we would need them. She was served as she left the house for a trip to Chicago. I was told she became very angry but went ahead on her trip.

I called the investigators and asked them to follow her in Chicago and if possible photograph her activities. I got pictures of her having sex with her usual lover and two other men.

When she returned I had moved out and there was a for sale sign on our front lawn. It was my house, not ours, and I knew I could never live in it again. I rented a two bedroom patio home and had already moved in.

The only one that knew where I was, my lawyer, told her she didn't know where I lived. My wife told her she would fight it to the end. I took the folders of photos to my lawyer and she looked through them, and cried.

"Her principal lover is my husband," she said amid her tears.

I quickly took the photos away from her and apologized over and over. I told her I did not know the guys in the pictures. She asked me to mail one photo to my ex, a companion to the photo she kept and asked me to come back the following week.

I mailed it but did not give any indication of where it came from.

Three weeks later the lawyer and I were both single and our former spouses had left town.

I had kept my personal life to myself, my ex did not like my friends. I took my wedding band off the last day of school and went on my usual camping/baseball stadium trip. My ex had refused to accompany me over the last two years but had encouraged me to go. I now knew why.

I got back home in late June just in time for our towns celebration day. I had always helped and did so again that time for Larry and Doris, I loved their fish restaurant. A friend named Wendy was the first to notice I no longer wore a wedding band.

"How are you doing," she asked. It was not a casual question, she wanted to know how I was handling it.

"I am at the acceptance stage already. I was not very surprised too learn of her....adventures."

"Good, glad to hear it. Brenda is not there yet, she has been moping for a while but pretends she is OK. Do me a favor and give her a kiss on the cheek whenever you see her. If she asks why tell her I told you to do so then kiss her cheek again before you walk on."

"I'm not ready for a relationship."

"And neither is she but you need to remind her she is not the only one suddenly alone. You went through the events together. And she is very pretty."

"Yes, she is. OK, I will unless she slaps me then I will tell her it was your idea."

"Good enough. Do me a favor and get us some empanadillas, I'll cover for you."

I did and found Brenda there. I nodded with a smile, asked for two and as she handed them to me I kissed her cheek. I saw the look of astonishment before I turned and left.

"You know, you are a lot more devious than you look," I said to Wendy. She treated me to her remarkably musical giggles.

I did not see Brenda again until the July Fourth fireworks show. I was headed for the ice cream truck as she walked away from it. I stepped in front of her and as she stopped I kissed her cheek then walked on.

I could not tell if she was irritated or concerned. I decided neither of those would be enough to stop me. I had started to enjoy kissing her.

A wedding brought us together the following weekend. I was an usher and she was a bridesmaid. After I led her to the altar I kissed her cheek. That time she was blushing.

"You like doing that don't you," Wendy said as I got back to the head of the aisle. I kissed her cheek. She giggled.

My next escort was a teacher friend, I kissed her cheek when after I took her to the altar. I had kissed the woman on the cheek for years so she simply accepted it.

My job was done so I sat at the back of the grooms section. The groom was my assistant principal. The bride was one of our teachers.

At the reception Brenda came to me and put her cheek out for a kiss. I kissed it.

"Well, do you think this marriage will last?" she asked.

"Yes, these are much better people. Their not so secret love affair is now in it's seventh year. They were afraid that if it was found out one of them would have to switch schools. Mo set them straight last Christmas."

"That is so nice to see."

"Yes it is. The buffet is open."

"Good, I'm starved. Oh, prime rib."

"I wonder which of them has the money for this spread?"

"Her mother. She is a big corporate attorney in the city."

We sat at the same table and I kissed Mo and Wendy on the cheek as they came by then kissed the groom on the cheek as he came by much to the amusement of all.

Brenda and I danced a couple of times and I walked her to her car when she decided to leave. I decide why not and kissed her lips before she got in her car.

Wendy saw my big smile when I walked back in and interrogated me then Mo interrogated me.

I told both the I thought we were now friends but that was all.

"Did you kiss her on the cheek?"

"No, I missed," I said and walked away. Two hands swatted my butt. Their giggles were in harmony.

I did not see Brenda again until school open house in August. I asked her if her daughter was in my class and she said no.

"I debated whether to have her schedule changed so she would have you but thought that would cause too much gossip. I came over to hear your spiel to the parents. Most likely many now think you must be demented."

""Actually all of them do especially the ones that had a kid in my class before. They just put up with it."

She said, "I have heard that everyone is very happy the old you is back. They are happy the witch is gone."

"I'm not surprised, she did not like any of my friends."

"I have to go find my semi-terrified baby," she said and waited for her kiss.

I kissed her cheek.

She said, "You missed, you will need to make up for it with two next time."

She walked away leaving me a bit dumbfounded. She liked me.

As the event ended she came to me with her daughter and introduced us. Brenda told her that when she got in trouble to come to me and I would make her troubles infinitely worse. Her very cute daughter Penny giggled.

I kissed Brenda's cheek and she whispered, "That makes four."

I went home happier than I had been in years.

We did not see each other again for three weeks. It was a Thursday afternoon and several of us had gone to Doris' place for the all you can eat catfish special.

Brenda and Penny came in as I got my third basket. The place was crowded and the only table with two chairs was mine. I waved them over and were soon digging in on the fish.

My companion was a math teacher and coach named Angie. I introduced them and learned Angie was Penny's math teacher.

"No parent teacher talk while we eat please," I said.

All giggled. 

After finishing her third basket Angie got up and kissed my lips which caused nary a stir since the entire town knew she was a lesbian. I was left with Brenda and Penny. 

I was also full and was just drinking tea but I was enjoying their company so I stayed until they surrendered.

I waved my napkin and Doris nodded and rang me up then I nodded again and she put Brenda and Penny's charges on my tab. I kissed Doris on the way out and walked them to their car. We didn't pay our bill," Penny said with some alarm.

"I have an account there, she put us on it. They take it out as a debit at the end of the month plus fifteen percent tip," I said.

"Oh, nice," Brenda said and kissed my cheek. A first. Penny giggled.

Before she got in her car I kissed Brenda on the cheek and she whispered, "Six."

I decided we needed to go on a date.

During lunch that Friday I called her and asked her to tell me when Penny would be at a slumber party. We would go on a date.

"As luck would have it she has one tonight. Pick me up after seven. Where are we going?"

"The yacht club for dinner and dancing."

"In that case pick me up at eight. Bye."

At exactly eight I rang her doorbell. A millisecond later she opened the door, grabbed my hand and pulled me to her bedroom. She was nude. She was glorious. She was horny.

I somehow found myself nude and was invited to fuck her. I declined and began to kiss my way to her tits. I adored them for a while and resumed my voyage down. I rubbed my beard on her pubic hair then kissed her pussy. It was very wet.

I exposed her clit and kissed it then slowly ran the flat of my tongue over it. She had an orgasm. I kissed her pussy lips until her orgasm had passed then returned to her clit which was long enough to pinch between my lips. She had another orgasm.

I kissed my way up and as I began a kiss to her lips she crammed my cock into her. I took slow strokes lengthening them as I went on. I felt my cock leave her pussy completely then slide back in deeply and she had another orgasm.

I rolled us over and she paused for breath then sat up.

"This has already been my best fuck ever and we are not even done," she said.

She rose until my cockhead was kissed by her pussy lips, paused, then rammed down hard on me. She gasped.

She did it again but it took three trips to bring another gasp to her. After that she went crazy and tried of fuck me to Albuquerque. Her intense orgasm brought mine.

She collapsed over me, breathless. I caressed her from the back of her neck to her ass. I kissed the top of her head. She fell asleep. Minutes later I did too.

I felt her stir. My cock was still in her although inert. I kissed her as she awoke.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"Eleven thirty five according to the clock on the night table."

"We wont make it on our date tonight. Sorry."

"Not a problem. right here right now is just perfect."

She giggled and said, "You are right. It is perfect."

My cock began to grow into her and we waited until it was firm and she started a slow loving fuck. After her orgasm she said, "I have to pee."

"Me too," I said.

We got up and she stood behind me and aimed my cock for me. She was not very accurate and most of my piss hit the underside of the cover and seat. She giggled through the episode.

She lowered the wet seat and sat as she slurped my cock into her mouth. It stayed there for several moments after she had finished her pee.

She cleaned up the commode while I adjusted the shower. We fucked as water cascaded over us for a while and washed for a while then fucked some more but neither of us had an orgasm.

We dried then walked to her kitchen naked, we were starving. We made BLT's with slices of avocado and drank root beers. As soon as we had finished our sandwiches I gave her long kiss.

"OK, thats two, just nine more to go."

"You are not a math teacher, are you?" I commented.

"My math doesn't matter, I know I'm right. Just eleven more."

We made it to three before our next fuck was getting out of hand. She had two orgasms and I had mine before we could start on kiss number four.

"That's two," she said. I agreed.

Suddenly it was morning. Brenda panicked about the time and we hurriedly dressed. We were drinking coffee in the kitchen when Penny came in.

"I am treating you two to breakfast at the resort this morning. Drop you bag and let's go, we have been waiting for you for a while and we are starving."

We had waited about a minute and a half. We poured our coffee in the sink as Penny ran to her bathroom. We waited for her at the door and Brenda said, "Your windshield is covered with dew."

I ran to the car and started it and ran the wipers. Brenda distracted Penny with questions about the slumber party as I drove us to the resort.

We ate too much and barely made it to the terrace before we sat down again. Brenda and I had coffee and Penny had a coke.

Penny asked her Mom, "Are you two dating?"

"Yes, well I think so. We are going out to dinner tonight if that counts." Brenda answered.

"Oh, where?"

"The yacht club."

"I want to go."

I said, "Well, I guess you can. But you will need to close your eyes often."

"I will like to see you kiss so no, I wont close my eyes. Don't let me stop you though."

I smiled at her then kissed Brenda on the lips.

"Oh, gross, I changed my mind," she giggled.

We went for a walk along the beach, I held hands with both as Penny filled us in on the details of the slumber party.

We left the beach by the side of the Gallery and Wendy's jewelry. Mo and Wendy came out and gave Brenda and me exuberant kiss then gave Penny cheek kisses then walked back in their stores without saying a word.

Penny giggled, "Well they approve."

"I better take both of you home before the rumors begin," I said.

"Too late, here come Ruthie and Edie," Brenda said.

We were assaulted with wild kisses all the way to my car. The kiss Brenda and I shared at the door told Penny all she needed to know. Apparently Brenda and I were now a couple.

We went out that evening and took Penny with us. I danced with both. After Penny kissed my cheek she exaggerated a yawn and went to her bed room.

Brenda and I kissed and talked for about an hour before Brenda checked on Penny.

"She is sound asleep, love me," Brenda said. I managed to get home by three AM.

Two weeks later I was spending nights there. Penny saw that as a normal progression. Two weeks after that I lived with them.

It was November when Penny asked us if we were going to get married.

"Huh?" Brenda said.

"Yes," I said.

"Huh?" Brenda said.

"When?" Penny asked.

"Next month," I said.

"Huh?" Brenda said.

"I have dibs on Maid of Honor," Penny said.

"Uh, what, who, wait. Who decided all this?"

"Wendy," Penny and I said.

"I'll kill her!"

"You will have that opportunity soon. That's where we are going. It's time to pick your rings."

Her expression was...priceless.

There were maybe eight people there already. Wendy took her hand and led her to the office as I sat and Penny sat on my lap.

Brenda was already my wife but not legally. I decided it was time and Penny agreed with me. Wendy had done all the preliminaries and it was time to just do it.

It took Brenda just over a minute to pick her ring, it was the one everyone wished she would choose.

I went to the register and twelve women took her across the street. Penny stayed with me and after I paid for the rings we went to the resort for hot chocolate.

It was about an hour before Brenda joined us. She gave voracious kisses and said, "It was a nice surprise I will grant you that but if you try something like that again I will kill you both."

We smiled sweetly at her took her hand and I said, "Your ring should be ready by now."

It was and she cried, then got mad, then cried again, then became very loving.

Penny asked, "Are you sure you want to marry her? She is a basket case."

"Now that you mention it....."

We did not begin to run until it was too late. We got our butts slapped hard.

We took her hands in ours so she couldn't swat us again and walked to Julians. We got applause when we went in.

Mo came in and sat with us. After kissing everyone she told Brenda her first day of work was after Christmas break and her office would be ready the week winter break began. "Go in and make yourself at home. Some of us will still be there."

"Huh?" I said

"Huh?" Penny said.

"You hadn't told them?" Mo asked.

"No. I was waiting to see which name was going on the door and now I know. Eat with us."

"No thanks. Marie wants us to go to String of Pearls, we need to rehearse. We will be dancing at nine if you're interested."

"We will be there."

Mo was still kissing her way out before Penny and I said, "What?"

"As you know I was not making much money as a lawyer, not enough juicy divorce cases lately. Mo told me the school districts legal department head was retiring and asked me to apply for the job. I did and was hired."

"Your work days match the school years?"

"Not entirely. I work all of June and half of August but I have all the other holidays. I really hated leaving you two to come up with Thanksgiving dinner but you did a great job. Still I would not risk that again and now I wont have to."

Penny and I kissed her repeatedly until interrupted by dinner. 

We noticed Brenda was slowly waving her left hand for everyone to see. Several came over for a better look at the ring. My friend Angie asked Brenda in a horrified voice, "You are marrying him? Are you insane?"

I pulled her to my lap and kissed her then said "Shut up" then kissed her again. She ate a shrimp off my plate, kissed Brenda and then giggled her way out of the place. I wondered if she would be insulted if I asked her to be my best man.

Our wedding, Ruthie's concert, and the Vegas shows were fabulous. Angie cried when I asked her to be my best man. She wore a nice gray mans suit with a pink shirt and pink shoes. She looked fabulous.

When school resumed we went back to our regular routine and by spring break we were just another family in the neighborhood.

Perfect. 



Felicity Ch. 33



Chapter 33 Magda and Rita 

Her name was Magda and she knew her life was empty. She was more than halfway to forty and knew she would never be beautiful, she would never be rich, and she would never be loved. Her one and only love had divorced her many years ago and he was now ending his third marriage.

She was a teacher at the high school and although her students loved her she was not one of those students returned to see.

It had been years since she had sex with a man and years since she had a woman. She was in need of a life-changing event.

That life-changing event happened in the last place she expected, in the parking area of the dog park. 

After another session in which her dog was the only one having fun she saw a young man parked next to her car. He was just sitting in the drivers seat staring straight ahead. As she walked between cars to put her dog in the back of her SUV she saw he was exposing himself. His cock was out and pointing at the roof of the car, perfectly straight. She stopped and stared. She did not want to stare but she did long enough to feel her pussy get wet.

Eventually she forced her way into her car and left. The young man's car was behind her but before she panicked she saw him turn left after she turned right.

She and her Pomeranian went to the park everyday during the summer. Her dog loved the place. Her hours there were consistent and anyone would know when to find her there. She wondered if she had been targeted or was just at the wrong place at the right time. Before she was close to her townhome she had already decided not to turn him in.

As soon as she got home she immediately got naked and found her seldom-used dildo then pretty much assaulted herself with it. Her big orgasm did not satisfy her so she gave herself another.

She was about to give herself a third orgasm when her dog jumped into bed with her.

"Oh, sorry sweetie, I will take care of you."

She got out of bed and decided to stay naked as she fed her dog. She though that her neighbor had caught a glimpse of her nude body but did not worry about it, her neighbor was a blonde version of herself.

She went to the shower and considered masturbating but her libido was mostly satisfied. She spent her evening as usual, in a t-shirt reading a book.

The next day she went to the park hoping to see him again but was mildly disappointed when he was not. "Probably in jail," she thought with a giggle.

Still, after feeding her dog she again masturbated with the dildo. That evening she placed it in her night table drawer alongside her favorite vibrator instead of in the box in the closet.

He was there the next day. She was embarrassed to be happy to see him again but admitted to herself she was. She looked around and saw no one so she stopped by his car and stared at his cock. It was uncut and a bit above average in size. It was beautiful she thought as her finger touched a nipple. The electric shock of want stunned her and she hurried into her car and left.

Again he left behind her and turned left. After a small dinner she tried to watch TV but that beautiful cock never left her mind so she assaulted herself with the dildo three times that evening and never got back out of bed. In the morning she masturbated with the vibrator before getting up.

When she returned to the park she had a feeling he would not be there. He was not. But he was there Friday.

She wondered if he was there Tuesdays and Thursdays but at a different time. She wondered if he showed his cock to different women. She wondered if she was jealous.

That Friday she put her dog in the car before staring at his cock. She caressed her breasts as she looked and only left him when people were walking by.

Magda made love to herself with the dildo that night, nearly all night. 

Saturdays and Sundays were crowded in the park and even if he were there he would not be able to park next to her car. She looked forward to Monday.

That Monday as soon as she turned to look at the cock his car window opened. He did not say anything but did caress the head of his cock with a fingertip then put his hand down.

She realized she had been invited to touch it. Even as she told herself she would not her hand was already reaching inside. Her index finger circled his cockhead then slid down its length. He emitted a soft moan.

Magda sensed there were people coming so she gripped his cock and gave it a squeeze then walked around her car and left. He was not behind her and she smiled. "Probably jerking off," she thought and smiled

She again used the dildo to satisfy herself.

Her dog sensed that her owner was not interested in the trip the next day so they left early.

On Wednesday her hand was on his cock as soon as the window opened. She began to slowly masturbate him. He stopped her twice and she waited for him to regain control.

She soon watched as his ejaculate hit the windshield of his car and cover the steering wheel and her hand with cum. He was completely spent.

"Thank you" she heard him say as she turned to go.

"Anytime," she said as she got in her car.

She waited until she was well on her way home before she licked her hand.

Magda thought back at her first taste of cock. It was when she first suspected she was losing her husband. In desperation one night when he could not get an erection for her she had sucked him off. She hated it but he did become more affectionate. 

It became the pattern for her, suck him softly, fuck him to her orgasm, and suck him off. She was surprised it kept him home for nearly a year. She was even more surprised that she ended up loving when a cock erupted in her mouth.

She stopped licking her hand, she wanted the cum as she masturbated. She had good self-control when she got home. She fed her dog and undressed at leisure. She got her dildo and slowly buried it in her pussy before licking her hand. 

Magda's orgasm was immediate and all encompassing. It took over her mind and body. It continued on and on, she could not stop it and she wondered if she would die. At that precise moment her orgasm released her.

She lay on her bed gasping for air. She was covered in sweat and tremors still coursed through her body. She noticed her ass was wet but did not have the energy to move at first. 

She also noticed that her dildo was still buried in her and her pussy was still hugging it. She slowly pulled it out and as she did she had another orgasm, a more normal one. As she placed her dildo on the nightstand she noticed her hand was clean.

With a great effort she got up, stripped the bed and towel dried the mattress. She sprayed it with disinfectant and put the linens in the washer.

She stayed in the shower until the water began to cool. As she dried herself she looked in the mirror and saw her wet hair down to her shoulders, no make up, no glasses, and no shame. She saw a freshly fucked woman even though it was a rubber cock. She saw a wanton woman.

She walked into the kitchen naked and fixed herself a salad. She did not notice that her neighbor Rita was watching her through her own kitchen window. Suddenly Magda's body was suffering through a new set of tremors.

Rita rushed to her door and asked to come in. Magda opened the door for her even though she was still nude. Rita hesitated for half a second then came in. They stood by the door staring at each other. Rita's eyes were on Magda's tits. Magda's eyes were on Rita's eyes. 

"I thought you might be in some trouble."

"No, I just finished with my biggest orgasm ever. I am still having aftershocks. Ever have one of those?"

"No."

Rita intended to say more but Magda had taken her hand and placed it on her bare tit. All Rita could do was stare at her hand on her neighbor's breast. She saw her hand caress it. She saw her thumb slide over the nipple.

Magda took Rita's free hand and held it against her pussy. Rita's eyes went wide but kept her hand on Magda's pussy. Magda kissed her and Rita burst out of her catatonic state. She kissed Magda hard as a finger slid into her pussy and she pinched the nipple.

Magda embraced her and walked her over to the sofa and lay on her back. Rita took off her t-shirt and shorts and draped her body over Magda. They would later describe their ensuing kiss as epic. 

They masturbated each other through it and as soon as Rita had an orgasm Magda put her on her back and quickly began to devour Rita's pussy.

Rita had orgasm after orgasm until she pushed Magda away as she wailed. When Rita returned from her orgasmic trip she found Magda draped over her, tit-to-tit, pussy to pussy, and lips to lips. Rita wrapped her arms and legs around Magda and hugged her as hard as she could.

"Oh god I needed that. Thanks," she said to Magda.

"Anytime."

"That might be thirty minutes from now," she said with a giggle. It was in fact two hours before they assaulted each other again.

Magda got up and filled two tea glasses with wine and handed one to Rita. They sat on the sofa and talked until they became the first best friend either had ever had. 

As it turned out Rita really was the blonde version of the redheaded Magda, Both were plain looking women in their mid thirty's, teachers although at a different schools. Divorced for ten years and pretty much down on themselves. They were neighbors and cordial to each other but both had been too wrapped up in their miseries to become friends until Rita saw Magda naked in the kitchen.

They made plans to go to a beauty parlor and make themselves over then go shopping for new clothes. Each confessed to not remembering the last time they had bought any clothing. Rita suggested to Magda to get contact lenses but Magda said she did but could never put them on her eyeball.

"Then get more flattering frames. Those make you look like an old school ma'am."

"I am an old school marm."

"We both are but we do not have to look like one."

"OK, I agree. Lets do a complete do over. When we go back in August lets have people stand by our classroom door and stare."

"Deal."

Their kiss to seal their deal slowly got out of hand and they were soon on the carpet on their sides with the others head between their thighs. Thirty minutes and several orgasms later they were flat on their backs sucking air.

"I'm going home," Rita said as she stood. She straddled Magda's head and lowered her pussy to her lips. Magda kissed it and Rita walked out of the door naked.

It was not that risky a move because they occupied the last two townhouses in the complex and their doors were on the same porch. Still, it was a move neither would have dared make the previous evening. 

Magda would duplicate the feat twenty minutes later when she found her bed was still too wet to sleep in. She carried her toothbrush with her and knocked on Rita's door and spent the night in her bed. Her dog never missed her.

The next day Rita and Magda became new people. Both had their hair cut short and feathered. Magda was told to stop covering her freckles and start using green eye shadow, Rita was told to use a lighter shade of make up and lipstick and use light blue eye shadow.

Both had lessons on applying make up and when they left the salon they looked much better than they did before they went in.

At the lingerie store both were fitted for new bras. The saleswoman took some liberties with their breasts and they encouraged her. All three had their nipples sucked.

After their bra fittings their saleslady had suggested a different store for panties. It was sixty miles away but well worth the trip she said. Both heard her drift.

The optometrist was next and as it turned out both needed new prescriptions. It had been eight years since their last exam. Magda ended up with sleek new line-less bifocal lenses. It had been the suggestion of a young girl that had been Rita's student. When Magda put them on she looked at Rita who said, "Damn you are gorgeous."

Magda blushed and quickly kissed Rita's lips. They got a knowing and approving smile from the technician. Magda's new prescription was so different that at first she was a bit woozy when she walked.

Rita's new contacts would come to her in the mail. Her new contact lenses would have a light blue tint that would enhance her blue eyes.

Magda decided that it would be prudent and wise for her to check into the condition of her mattress before they went shopping for dresses,

"So, we are not going to Cube-Mart for dresses?"

They both cracked up and drove home. The bed was dry and did not seem to have an odor. Clowning around Rita got on the bed on her hands and knees and put her nose to the spot. Magda reached into her nightstand and brought out her dildo.

Rita froze in position, seemingly terrified and expectant. Magda lubricated it and moved Rita's panties aside. She slowly inched it into Rita's pussy, she moaned as half of it was in her. 

Magda began to fuck her with it and slid it deeper into Rita's pussy slowly. By the time Magda was shoving it all the way in Rita was on an orgasmic roller coaster. She screamed and collapsed on the bed. Magda saw fluids begin to seep on the mattress and ran for a towel.

Ten minutes later the women were nude on the sofa drinking wine.

Rita said, "Well, it looks like we have a fucking bed and a sleeping bed."

"Yeah. I don't mind walking over naked but winter will show up eventually. We need a two bedroom house."

"Hey, I don't like you well enough to go that route." Rita said then gave Magda a kiss that said she certainly did.

They cuddled on the sofa each with a big smile on her face.

Rita said, "Didn't one of the Cloverleaf's have a two bedroom they could not sell?"

"Yeah, it was in Cloverleaf One. Some gay guys bought it but they split up. I think one of them still lives there but I am not sure. Who would know?"

Rita could not answer because she was now sucking Magda's tits. They did not go anywhere for the rest of the day.

Magda went to the dog park that Friday and masturbated the kid to a cum again. Very little of his cum got on her so she licked it up the way home. Rita was waiting on her and took her breath away with her kiss.

They did go shopping for clothes in The City that Saturday. They each got dresses with colors and some low cut blouses. Both were consumed at the lingerie store when the went to buy panties. Two of the sales women were eating their pussies before they had a chance to try on any panties then three customers joined them in what became a full blown orgy of pussy. It was two hours before Rita and Magda left after buying panties neither had tried on.

Rita said, "The panties I bought are too big."

Magda was about to chide her for that but saw the smile on Rita's face.

"You devious broad, you did that so you could take them back. I am going with you although I know the next one's will be too small."

Both giggled and sighed for sixty miles.

Rita accompanied Magda to the dog park that Sunday. Magda told her about her young exhibitionist that had apparently targeted her.

"Is he dangerous?" Rita asked.

"No, he is a young nerdy kid, maybe twenty. It would not surprise me to learn he was still a virgin."

"Be careful."

During their Sunday long lovemaking Rita brought up the subject of moving to a two bedroom. They made a tentative agreement to consider it.

Early Monday morning as they cuddled after sex Magda asked Rita, "Who would handle the two bedroom in Cloverleaf one?"

"The MacDuff realtor. She has sold most of the houses in all the Cloverleaf's."

"Lets call her," Magda said.

"Are you sure?"

"No. I have never been this bold in my life. But I am tired of being a blob. If the romance does not work out we will always be best friends. And there are two bedrooms."

"Call her."

Rita was too nervous to try to make sense of one side of a conversation so she went to the kitchen and refilled their coffee cups.

When she returned Magda said, "Put them in the refrigerator and get dressed. We are meeting her there in twenty minutes."

On the way there they both thought they were moving on this way too fast. They were hoping for obstacles but both knew they would overcome any of them.

They learned the builders repossessed the house. It looked neglected and there were some hideous colors on interior walls but the house was a lot bigger than both of their townhouses combined. Each bedroom had its own bathroom. And they had a back porch complete with a swing.

"How do we finance it?" Rita asked.

"You allow me to sell your townhouses and I will give you the keys to this house. The townhouses will likely sell for a bit more than what this house would sell for. You would be making money on the deal. Talk it over."

She went to her car as Magda and Rita stared at each other. They slipped their arms around each other and kissed. Then suddenly they knew.

As the realtor, Amanda, came back in they both said, "Deal."

Amanda handed them papers to sign then handed them the house keys.

Amanda said, "For what it's worth, you two will love each other into old age. When you play with others you will do so together. You have made two great decisions today. Be happy."

Amanda kissed each and began to leave but stopped and added, "One more thing, you have great neighbors all around you. Don't be shy, make friends. Bye."

Amanda giggled as she heard them screaming at the top of their voice. They had just realized their old life was over. Today their new life began.

Magda and Rita shouted until they were out of air then began several bouts of the giggles. It was a while before the ladies noticed that Amanda left a folder for them. There were pages guiding them through closing. There were papers stating they had leased the place until closing. There was a paper with their address, for the phone number of the Power Company and security company. They saw that their Community Association fees were half of what each paid for theirs.

They found two papers that they were going to need to study later because the first entry was to take pictures of the place before they began to work on it, while they worked on it, and after they finished it. The next entry was buying a new bed.

They walked through the house again then said, "White paint first." 

They locked the door and went to Rita's house and got naked. They went to the refrigerator to get their coffee and warmed them up in the microwave. 

Magda went to the dog park with her dog at noon and masturbated the boy again then briefly slurped his cock into her mouth. His groan made her smile.

Magda and Rita spent the rest of the day writing down everything they needed to do. It was after midnight before they stopped. The notes they made for themselves covered six pages. They made a list of the furniture in each house that would go to the new house and what went to the Women's Shelter. They were donating their combination washer and dryer to the woman's shelter; their house came with big state of the art washer and dryer. They again walked naked next door and went to sleep. 

The got up early the next morning and went to the hardware store. They got instructions on painting walls and bought what they needed.

"Big bedroom first, as soon as we get that ready we can begin to sleep here and the dog will not need the dog park." Magda said.

"Agreed," Rita said.

They painted the bedroom, the hallway, and the living room white. They went home, ate lunch then returned to the house and gave each wall a second coat. They were exhausted and went home to plan, eat, and sleep.

That Wednesday Magda said the bedroom needed another coat but Rita said the bedroom was ready for colors and that they just needed to get quality paint. They also needed to choose the colors. She volunteered to get color strips and lunch.




Felicity Ch. 33



Magda said the she needed to take her dog to the park.

She went home and took her bra off and put on a button shirt then went to the park. He was there waiting for her. She took the dog out and waited for him to lower the window. As soon as he did she began to masturbate him with intensity. He erupted in less than two minutes.

Magda kissed his cheek and whispered, "Wait for us."

She gave her dog time to run around and go potty. After twenty minutes she put her on a leash and returned to her car. He was waiting for her. He watched her as she put the dog in the front seat and she sat on the back seat leaving the door open. It took him half a minute but he left his car and joined her.

His first surprise was when she unbuttoned her shirt and allowed him to see her very fine tits. The second was when she whispered, "Play with them."

His cock was fully recovered and Magda began to softly caress it. She could feel how tentative he was with her tits and placed her hand over his and pressed it to her. He did much better.

She returned her concentration to his cock. She concluded he must be a virgin, apparently had never played with tits before.

"Kiss them," she said.

Again he was very tentative but she decided time was running short and decided to do what she came to do.

She leaned over and slid his cock into her mouth. She felt rather than heard his groan. In twenty seconds she had her prize in her mouth. She sucked him a bit longer then sat up and buttoned her shirt. He stuffed his cock in his pants and left her car for his. Before she drove away she said to him, "Next time bring two condoms."

He was sitting in shock as she drove away. She took the dog home then put the sofa cushions in her car. Rita had apparently just gotten back and was spreading empanadillas and sweet plantains on paper plates. Magda took the sofa cushions to the smaller bedroom, got naked and pulled Rita in with her, 

As Magda kissed Rita she suddenly understood what she was tasting and went bananas, She was suddenly naked and pounding her pussy on Magda's hard. Orgasms began to explode on both and the hard fuck was soon over.

They helped each other up and walked to the kitchen each with the other's bare ass in their hands. 

As they ate Rita asked, "The same kid that exposed himself to you at the dog park?"

"Yeah. I masturbated him last time. Next time I will fuck him. I asked him to bring two condoms. Are you interested?"

"Wont that spook him?"

"I doubt it. I am sure mine was his first blowjob and the first naked tits. I am sure he is a virgin and will not be sleeping well for two nights."

Rita smiled and said, "Yes, I'll fuck him. It will be fun."

"It will also be the last time he will see me. Once we are living here we will not need the dog park." 

"Did he notice your new look?"

"Yes, on Monday. He just stared at me for a while but he did not say one word about it"

After they finished their lunch they picked up their cokes and color samples and went to the bedroom. They immediately eliminated most of the colors and ended up with one shade of pink, one shade of blue one shade of yellow and two shades of green. They eliminated the blue and the pink. They tacked the others to the wall.

They looked OK but could not pick out a favorite. Suddenly Rita put the pastel green on the wall and the pastel yellow on the deep window frames and both nodded.

Magda embraced Rita and said, "Not only are you a natural artist you taste good too."

They kissed but Rita complained Magda had lost the special flavor in her kisses.

They looked at their drinks and said, "The Cokes," and giggled.

They dressed and went to the store and got one gallon of yellow and two gallons of green. They were done by six and each proclaimed the room a masterpiece. 

Magda went across the hallway and brought the cushions over.

Which way do we want our bed to face? She asked and pointed the cushions towards the small windows.

"That is not the best view in the world, is it?"

All they could see was the tall fence that surrounded the yard.

"Lets try from between the windows."

"What would we put on that wall?"

"A big mirror?"

Both burst into giggles.

"We need to go home, take a shower, take a nap. It has been a long day."

"Lets stop by the grocery store, we need more wine."

"Deal."

That night they again showered together even though the shower was bit too small to easily accommodate them. They did love when their tits slid past each other's.

Rita suggested they shave each other. Magda immediately agreed. Magda shaved Rita's pussy hair slowly and gently as she planted kisses on her pussy lips.

"It looks and feels so sexy," Rita said when she looked at her pussy when Magda was done with it.

After she started on Magda Rita reconsidered and left Magda with a triangle of neatly cropped pubic hair. "Red pussy hair is so cool you need to keep some," she said as she rubbed her face over it.

Each made love to the others pussy then when done and somewhat revitalized they went over their list.

"We need a king size bed."

"Yes we do. Let's look to see who has the best sale."

"My bed has had no sex on it in years if not ever. We can use that in our second bedroom."

"Agreed. You know that pink and blue room has become much better looking with time. We could leave it that way for now."

"Yeah, since we fucked in there I like it."

Both burst into giggles and kissed.

They walked from house to house naked trying to decide which dressers and night tables from each room to take but decided to get new ones. They decided to keep everything on the walls and see which fit better in their new bedrooms.

Magda realized that Rita had a much better sense of style than she did so ended up allowing her opinions to persuade her own.

They fell asleep on her bed without any attempt at sex. Both were happy to realize they very much loved being naked in bed together.

First thing in the morning they bought an entire bedroom set and split the cost on their credit cards. They then went to Cube-Mart and bought linens and towels, shelf paper, and a large full length mirror. 

"For the ceiling over the bed," Magda giggled.

Rita went to the sporting goods section and got two cans of water proofing spray. Magda understood their purpose and hugged Rita's waist. They kept physical contact through the rest of their shopping day.

They went back to the house and dumped everything on the office floor. Magda went to get lunch while Rita waited for the delivery of their bedroom. 

"You look very nice today," Janie signed to her.

Magda blushed and thanked her. She had forgotten how different she now looked.

"I know I look a mess. Rita and I just bought the two bedroom house in Cloverleaf One and have been cleaning and painting for three days."

"You will love it there," Janie signed with a big smile.

Magda was halfway to the house before she realized she had just outed herself and Rita to another former student. She smiled.

When she returned home the bed had just been delivered and set up. Rita was directing the delivery people on where to place the dressers. That was when they realized just how big the bedroom was, both dressers fit by the wall on the opposite side of the bed. The big mirror was placed between the dressers, in view from the bed.

As Rita dug the water sealer out of the office Magda asked the mover's crew chief if they did furniture moving for private clients. He said they did and were in fact hired by the furniture store. They were independent movers.

Their next free day was the following Monday and she hired them right then. Rita was exiting their bedroom and Magda told her, "The movers were coming Monday. Wow, that stuff stinks."

"Yes we will not be able to sleep in it tonight. I sprayed the mattress and the fitted cushion thing you insisted we buy. I opened the windows and turned the ceiling fan on. The towels and linens are in the washer. It was the first time in my life I had to read the instructions on a washer."

They sat on the floor and ate as they planned where to put everything in the living room.

"We should have brought the sofa cushions back."

Rita stood and locked the door then as she undressed said, "We have done fine on a carpet before."

They made love for a while, cuddled for a while, and then got dressed. They went back to the furniture store and asked if they had empty boxes they could have. They were handed ten new boxes and a roll of tape. They thanked the woman and put their stuff in the car.

"Lets kiss her," Magda said.

Both returned to the lady and gave her soft lip kisses. The woman extended them a bit then said thanks.

"Come join us for lunch next Tuesday. We will be moved in by then."

The woman nodded and kissed them then went back inside the store.

Magda and Rita high fived each other, they had just scored their first conquest.

"Kitchen first?" Rita asked.

"Good idea. My kitchen table will fit in my car and so will the chairs although not on the same trip. Lets put the table in my car and the chairs in yours then pack the other stuff."

"A good plan. I will help you with the table."

They both owned Highlanders so it took just three trips to take every item in both kitchens to the house.

They had their new kitchen completely set up before they got in Rita's shower and collapsed in bed. They would have been asleep in under a minute except that was the time Rita chose to tell Magda, "I love you."

Magda did not respond at first but when Rita looked at her she smiled, Magda had tears in her eyes. Rita kissed her until Magda was able to speak.

"You are the first person to tell me that in over fifteen years. I thank you for that. I love you, probably have for years. One of us should have been bolder."

"Neither of us had any boldness in them until that night."

"Thank you for that."

They kissed and repeated their declarations of love and went to sleep.

The following morning they masturbated each other through a long loving kiss and resumed packing while still nude. They took the loads to their house and unpacked them.

The odor of the water repellent spray was gone. They looked at each other and said, "We will be home tonight."

"And we have a date at the dog park," Magda added.

"Take Bitsy to the park now then bring her here. We don't want to traumatize her. I'm going grocery shopping and I am cooking supper for us tonight"

They parted after a long kiss. Bitsy was glad for the trip to the dog park because there were a lot more dogs at ten AM than at one. Magda noticed that and actually had a conversation with another dog owner, a first for her.

Magda brought the dog to her new house just as it began to rain. Rita had lunch ready and they debated over whether to go or not. Magda assured Rita that he would be very anxious for that first fuck and would be there.

"What are you wearing," Rita, asked.

"A t-shirt."

"Nothing else?"

"No."

"Let me back my car into the garage. My tinted windshields are darker than yours. Bring out your quilt and a pillow. I am going to put down the back seats."

Both were giggling as the completed their tasks.

"It's too early, isn't it?"

"He will be there."

He was. He did not notice there were two women until he was in Rita's car. He was just barely aware they were stripping him naked before he was. The women were naked.

Magda said, "Condoms." He reached into his pants pocked and handed them to her.

Magda said, "Always have at least two. Have them in the console or the glove compartment, never in your wallet. Never get the ribbed kind unless requested to do so. Your cock is big enough you don't need them. And always, always remember, ladies cum first. If you are unsure you will last that long fingerfuck her and or eat her pussy first."

Rita asked, "Have you done either before?"

He shook his head no.

Rita lay down and pulled him towards her.

"The first few times you fingerfuck a girl sneak up on it. Try it.

No, no, way too fast. If your hand is close to her pussy she wants it but she does not want to seem easy. She wants to enjoy it. A fast grab will tell her you will not satisfy her. Try again.

He was much better but as he reached her pussy she stopped him with her hand.

"Most girls will stop you there. Most girls enjoy having a hand there. This is when you kiss her softly over and over again. This is when you rub your face on their tits even if she is fully clothed. Do that."

He did and she repeated, "Softly."

He kissed her well and she said, "Tits"

He softly rubbed his face on her breasts and she lifted her hand off his.

"Find the clit. Softly."

He did not seem to be able to find it so she guided his hand.

"Every woman has a slightly different clit. Some are barely bumps some are miniature cocks. They are very sensitive but it takes a woman a lot longer to orgasm than it takes men so this will take a while. Remind yourself ladies cum first and that fingerfucking a girl to orgasm is a lot of fun for you."

He somehow managed to calm down. Soon he was able to enjoy what he was doing and resumed kissing her and licking her breasts. Rita had left the lesson behind by then and was rapidly speeding to an orgasm. As soon as Magda slurped Rita's unoccupied tit into her mouth Rita had her cum.

The boy kissed her tenderly. He was very proud of himself; he had brought a woman to orgasm.

Rita sat up and kissed him gratefully, then moved aside so Magda was next to him. Magda said, Lesson two, eating pussy. But you will need to be able to pay attention so..."

She slid his cock in her mouth and began to suck him off. He lasted twice as long as he did before but that was still under a minute.

After he caught his breath Magda moved his mouth to her tits and said, "Fingerfuck me for a few minutes first as you suck my nipples. Watch how she does it."

He saw the blonde gently bite and pull a nipple then release it and run her tongue over it. Magda moaned. Rita saw she was ready for anything.

Rita resumed her role as teacher and said, "Slowly kiss your way down her body. Rub your face over that beautiful red pubic hair. Scoot down some more and kiss her pussy, softly first then with a bit more enthusiasms. Put your arms under thighs. Her pussy is all yours. Take your time, adore it, kiss it, run your tongue over it. Sink your tongue in it."

Magda was squirming by then.

He really loved what he was doing.

He saw the hand of the blonde go to the pussy as she said, "This is her clitoral hood, use your thumb and lift it. You will see her clit and notice it is a lot bigger than mine. Wrap your lips around it and suck it."

Magda began to squirm as soon as he sucked on her clit and the boy held his position until she had a hard cum and her body deflated. He noticed his face was wet.

You can wipe your face on her thighs and pubic hair as you kiss your way to her lips. As he got to her lips his rapidly recovering cock slid into her pussy. Magda groaned and held him tightly to her.

"If you had a condom on you could fuck her now. But this time you need to keep kissing her as you pull out," Rita said to him.

He rolled onto his back and Rita slid a condom on his cock and sank her pussy over it.

"Enjoy the feel of your cock in my pussy. Make the sensation last as long as you can. Try to wait until I have an orgasm then let loose. It wont take me long."

She fucked him hard and fast and he lasted almost to the point she had an orgasm. He put his hands on her hips as she ground herself on him until she enjoyed her cum.

She sat up and said, "You did well. You stayed hard until I was done. Now watch us as you recover, you still have a pussy to service."

She lifted herself off him and slid the condom off, tied it at the top and threw it into the front seat. She then draped her body over Magda in a sixty-nine and made love to her pussy. Magda was devouring Rita's pussy.

The young man watched in fascination. Five minutes later his cock began to watch them too. Fifteen minutes later his cock had a condom on. The blonde had an orgasm and rolled away. He mounted Magda and began to fuck her.

Magda had been on the verge of an orgasm before he entered her and had one by his fifth stroke. He lasted for two more of her orgasm before he growled and bit her neck as he filled the condom. She had another orgasm.

He rolled off Magda and Rita removed the condom and dropped it into front seat after she tied it off.

After everyone got their breath back the women put their shirts on and the young man put his clothes on. Rita gave him a long kiss. 

Magda did too and said, "I will not be coming back here after today. You don't need us, you are a good lover. Stop looking at the cheerleader types, look for girls like you, shy, virginal. Remember the best line is a Hi given with a smile.

Talk to them, ask questions about them, and listen. Teach them to enjoy sex. You will know when the right one comes; just don't keep playing around after you do. Try to find one that eats pussy, she will be faithful to you."

Magda kissed him again and he said, "I love you. Thanks for not calling the cops on me."

He kissed Rita and said, "Thanks for the lesson."

He left for his car and they noticed it had stopped raining. As they left the park the sun peeked out.

"You got another I love you. You are on a roll. I love you a lot more by the way but I am for including young nerds in our play every six weeks or so."

"I love you and I agree. It was a fun tutorial. What are you doing with your cum?"

"I am drinking it tonight then I am kissing my way up and down your body for an hour or so."

"I guess I will put mine in the refrigerator for tomorrow night."

They held hands as they went home.

The following Sunday they found heaven in the yard across the street. 



Felicity Ch. 34



Chapter 34: Ruthie and Sean

It was late on a Wednesday afternoon in mid June when Mom and I pulled into Felicity, Texas. We had ample parking place at the seaside resort and I easily found a slot for Mom's SUV and the attached trailer. Our room had with two queen beds, a recliner and a sofa in the room. Our window overlooked the sea and had a table and two chairs by it. It was a nice place.

We took showers, dressed and were sitting on the terrace with drinks as we enjoyed the sea when a very fine looking older redhead kissed Mom on the lips.

The woman had magnificent tits that nearly spilled out as she leaned over.

Their very personal kiss ended eventually and Mom introduced me to the woman called Wendy. 

Our waitress came over and kissed Wendy on the cheek and after she was introduced to Mom she kissed Mom on the cheek. I got a smile.

Wendy ordered wine for herself, crown and coke for Mom, and a Dos Equis for me, then appetizers for three.

As they held hands Mom told her about her adventures on the way here but I noticed that she had not mentioned any of her episodes with others. Apparently Wendy was important to Mom.

I learned they had met on a web site for widows. As usual with any groups the numbers of the ones keeping regular contact with each other got smaller and smaller over time.

Mom, Wendy and a woman in Las Vegas called Elma were the last three regulars in their group. They still contacted each other everyday.

Mom was the youngest, Wendy the oldest but she was also the most recent widow. 

Mom would be seeing Elma when we got to Vegas. Elma had been widowed the longest, three and a half years. 

All three were redheads.

I was scarfing up the appetizers when I noticed I had not left any for the ladies. I was going to order more when Mom said; "I am going to her house for a while. I will call you if I need a ride back."

Wendy said to me, "She will not need a ride back. If you get bored there is a good club just into downtown called Manlee you would like and if you like a mostly lesbian crowd there is a lesbian biker bar called Glenda's two blocks to the right of the resort. Most of the women there are bi, not gay. Most of the guys there are gay. Everyone is good people".

Both kissed me on the lips and left hand in hand.

I was alone. I ordered a hamburger and another Dos Equis and enjoyed the sea breeze and the sea.

Mom had been living in central Florida but had finally decided to live with me in Los Angeles. My persistent requests had eventually worked. 

Mom was just past fifty and had just won a battle with pneumonia that she almost lost because she waited too long to see a doctor.

My sister and I suspected she did not care whether she lived or died. Dad had been killed in a traffic accident by a drunk driver almost two years before and Mom was still in deep mourning. Her sudden resolve to fight her disease came as a surprise to all of us. 

In three days she was out of the respirator and hungry as a horse. She recovered so fast my sister and I ganged up on her and made her promise to come to LA and live near us. 

She said she would think about it and two months later she said yes but I had to go back for her and rent a trailer then drive her to LA. I did not put up an argument and took a two-week vacation from work and flew to her the following weekend.

On our drive to Texas Mom confided to me that Dad came to see her at her hospital room and cussed her out, calling her a coward. 

He told her that the best part of her life would begin on July fourth. 

He made her promise to fight her way out of her funk and kissed her saying, "Time means nothing to me. I will be right here waiting for you whenever your time comes."

For Mom it was a vivid memory. I accepted her story.

We had a good time in the five days of our trip and some of her vivaciousness had returned. She loved New Orleans. She had shown her tits for beads.

She had eaten pussy.

I did not mind that at all and apparently Wendy and Elma did too.

My server came by and I asked for our check. She told me that, "Wendy always pays her friend's checks. In fact she is paying for every expense for anyone in your room including the room."

"Tell me a little about Wendy. She is Mom's friend but I know nothing about her."

"Well, she is the most loved and respected woman in town. She owns and runs the jewelry shop just across the street from the resort and owns the pet shop downtown. She and friends support the women's shelter that saved my life. Since her husband died she has become a lesbian but only with a few friends. 

Her husband was the most important person to the town; he was the city manager and was a retired Air Force General. He died of a stroke less than a year ago just weeks after Wendy's oldest sister and town icon Martha died.

We worry about her but she tells us she is fine. I hope your Mom can lift her spirits."

I thought about that for a second then said, "I guess that's why we are here."

I thanked the girl and and left her a tip then went to my room and took a nap. It was after eight when I woke up. Mom had not called so I called her.

She answered and I heard loud laughter and some lewd comments before she said, "I am fine."

"Yes, I can hear that. Ask Wendy if you can spend the night at her house. Enjoy yourself."

"Thank you son. Wendy has already told me I will be with her until we leave the day after tomorrow. I am now in her hot tub with her sister and her partner. I have discovered some sipping bourbon we need to pick up when we get to Vegas. I love you. Have fun. Bye."

She hung up before I had a chance to say good-bye.

I got up, took a shower and dressed. I decided to walk to downtown and look around. I did not feel like unhitching the trailer from the car and Felicity struck me as town I could walk to anywhere.

I went by Wendy's Jewelry and noticed there was a workshop right by the display window. There was also a monitor facing the sidewalk displaying an engagement ring and a name under it. It was as impressive as a single diamond solitaire ever gets.

As I was about to continue the picture of the ring changed, as did the name. Twenty seconds later it changed again.

Each ring was gorgeous. Each ring was unique.

Wendy was an artist.

I got to a shop that bragged about gourmet junk food but it was closed so I made a mental note to stop there the next day. 

When I got to downtown I saw a Puerto Rican restaurant that featured empanadillas but it was also closed. I love empanadillas.

The ladies gym had three blonde ladies racing each other on stationary bikes and a Hispanic and a black woman doing martial arts behind them. Another tall blonde and a short redhead were doing floor exercises.

None looked like they needed a gym.

The seafood restaurant across the street from them had no place to sit so I went on. 

At the end of the block I saw an Italian restaurant that was still open. As I walked past I saw a seat at a table for two that had just one chair, the only empty chair in the place. I hurried in and signaled one and was led to the chair.

I ordered linguini with garlic olive oil and shrimp. 

I noticed that everyone that came in and everyone that left got kisses from several others. I was beginning to feel awkward being alone in the place but dinner arrived and I was soon distracted. It was the best thing I had eaten in years. As soon as I finished I wanted another.

The manager came over to be friendly and asked if I was a tourist. I said, "Sort of, I drove my Mom to town to visit with a friend."

She asked me who and I answered Wendy.

Her face went blank and then asked, "Are you Sean? Is your Mother Marti?"

I nodded yes, and she immediately screamed, grabbed my hand and pulled me into the kitchen and told the chef, "Marti is with Wendy now, this is her son!"

He came to me and hugged me and said, "We are so happy you didn't disappoint her."

Then to the manager he said, "Call your Mom."

His name was Julian and I got confirmation from him that Wendy had sunk into a foul mood recently. 

He said, "She did not want anyone to fall in with her so she tried to keep her grief to herself. The anniversary weekend of when she and her husband became a couple is this weekend. We have become very worried.

Marissa's mother is one of Wendy's closest friends and knew Wendy had a special web friend. 

She contacted your mother and tried to get her to come over. 

When she agreed to move to California Marti said she would try to convince you to drive and to make the detour. Wendy was very excited when your Mom called her to tell her she was on the way.

I think she expected you tomorrow."

"Mom decided to skip our day in Houston and come straight here. We are a day early. Mom is in Wendy's hot tub right now."

"Marissa, tell her they are in the tub." The guy hollered.

I heard Marissa tell her mother that.

"Now for the important part, how did you like your meal?"

I laughed and said, "Most delectable, whatever else you put in the garlic olive oil was inspired. The shrimp was excellent. The pasta was definitely freshly made. I will be having the same thing again."

He laughed then the manager assaulted him with a happy kiss. After seeing their rings I concluded they were husband and wife 

I was somewhat worried when I got a nearly identical kiss from her but he just rushed back to the stove and began filling orders.

Marissa took me back to my table only to see it already had a new diner in it. I was fine with that and went to the register to pay. 

Marissa said, "You have already paid your bill here tonight. Go to the club across the street, my sisters are there. Make friends then follow them to the biker bar and make more friends. You are unlikely to see your Mom for nearly two days."

I returned her goodbye kiss and followed her suggestions.

The club was pretty much equally divided between straight, gay, and lesbian. I did not bring up Wendy's name but by the end of my stay many seemed to know who I was. I did not see anyone that looked like Marissa but I did make friends.

I was tall and decent looking with dark red hair and a nice smile. I was a good dancer. Everyone that asked me to dance with them I did, even with a gay guy.

A lesbian couple that I had sought me out and danced with asked me if I needed a ride to the biker bar and I decided to go with them. On the way over I asked who made their rings.

"Wendy," was their reply.

"Do you know who made Julian's and Marissa's?"

"Wendy,"

They told me they were Petra and Sally and were very happy to hear my Mom was with Wendy. 

"Mom is likely in the tub with them by now," the little blonde said. 

"Are you and Marissa sisters?"

"Yes," was the surprising reply from both. 

Marissa was a green eyed Latina woman although likely not Mexican. Sally was a blue-eyed blonde. Petra had jet-black hair and black eyes with pale white skin and looked European.

Petra further confused the issue when she mentioned that Marissa's Mom's husband was their Dad. 

"He walked us down the aisle."

I wondered if I would be in town long enough to figure all that out.

We pulled into a very crowded place and handed the keys to a valet. There was a cover charge but we were never asked to pay. Two uniformed policewomen took turns standing by the door and wandering around the place. Many women kissed them including Petra and Sally.

I knew I was in a different place when an altercation between two girls grew violent. One of the cops slapped both and ordered them to kiss or be arrested. 

Cops slapping citizens was a no-no everywhere but apparently not here. Neither was ordering them to kiss, which was also likely a no-no.

One of the girls was hesitant but they kissed.

The cop was not satisfied and ordered them to give each other a real kiss. Both hesitated so the cop reached behind her to her handcuffs pouch. 

Their next kiss quickly became passionate and the cop walked away as the surrounding ladies applauded and yelled at them, "It's about time you morons."

The combatants were giggling with tears in their eyes when they ran after the cop and gave her voracious kisses then ran out the door hand in hand.

Everyone was smiling.

Petra went to the bar and ordered for us as Sally pulled me to the dance floor. We danced through two songs then found Petra standing by a tall table. I managed to take two sips before Petra pulled me back to the dance floor. We stayed there for two songs then I went to the table as one of those line dance songs began to play. 

I did notice I was the only guy dancing with girls; all the other guys were dancing alone except for two who danced with each other.

As I drank my beer two maturer women, a blonde and a redhead, came to me and asked if my name was Sean. 

I nodded yes and without another word each gave me fabulous kisses and walked away. 

As the line dance ended Sally and Petra came towards me accompanied by a tall, stunning blonde wearing glasses and a ponytail. She was already kissing me before she was introduced as Ruthie.

Ruthie ended the kiss, said "Hi," and then resumed kissing me. It was the best kiss I had ever gotten from anyone I had known for under fifteen seconds. 

It was also the best body I had ever had pressed to me. I soon had an erection which Ruthie pointed out to the other two then kissed me again. 

Petra and Sally wanted to feel my erection and pushed Ruthie away. 

Ruthie was as big as both of them put together but allowed herself to be moved to the side. Petra enjoyed our kiss but Sally became voracious and as she backed away from the kiss her hand was gripping my cock.

"Conference," Petra said to Sally and pulled her to a corner. Ruthie resumed kissing me as she pressed her pussy to my cock. She did not stop when Petra and Sally came back.

Petra said to Ruthie, "Listen you freak of nature, we get him tonight. You don't work tomorrow so you can have him all day. Guard him for us until we get back with work clothes."

Ruthie nodded and intensified the kiss. I caressed her ass and she moaned into the kiss.

"Are you staying at the resort?" she asked.

"Yes," I said and she was soon pulling me out the door.

Sooner than my brain could absorb what was happening a naked Ruthie was over my naked body and fucking me hard. Her orgasm was epic and she collapsed on me panting for air. 

She reached for her phone, pressed two buttons and said, "We are in his room, number...."

"Four forty three," I said.

She repeated the number then said, "Yes, we have fucked. No, he is still full of ammunition. He has great control so he will probably will still be able function when you get here, if you hurry."

I turned her to her back and draped her thighs over mine and resumed our fuck slowly. I rubbed my face on her tits, which she loved then I caressed her clit with my thumb, which she really loved. I combined those two with the fuck and she had another big cum.

I kissed her for a while then resumed fucking her but just as I started there was a knock at the door. Ruthie would not release me so I carried her to the door with my cock still in her pussy.

Sally and Petra came in wearing only t-shirts and those were coming off as soon as they threw their bags on the couch.

As Ruthie and I got back in bed Sally pushed Ruthie off me and slammed her pussy over my cock then began a torrid fuck. 

Sally had three large orgasms while Petra made love to Ruthie's pussy alongside us. 

Ruthie was holding my hand. I was surprised by how right that felt. Our hands just fit perfect with each other.

After her third orgasm Sally paused and said, "I have been hungry for cock for a long time but we did not want complications. You are leaving town the day after tomorrow so no complications. Petra, your turn."

Petra was not sure she wanted a turn but covered my body with hers anyway.

Ruthie said, "Slow and easy, let your pussy lubricate his cock as you slide down, ignore the pressure and enjoy the slide. 

OK, he is in. Now set your pace as slowly as you need, he will wait for you."

Ruthie looked at me for confirmation and I nodded then pulled Petra to me for a deep loving kiss. Long before the kiss ended Petra was fucking me gently.

She sat up and Sally and Ruthie kissed her.

Petra moaned and intensified the fuck. Ruthie and Sally inhaled her tits and Petra had an orgasm but kept fucking me. 

I urged the others away and flipped Petra and me over. I began long, hard, but somewhat slow strokes. Her orgasms began to flow from one to another. Her arms and legs surrounded me. I increased the speed and she fell into the abyss, not breathing. 

I fucked harder and faster as she rose from the pit and screamed her way to a giant orgasm then panted to a sob.

I slowed as I kissed her. As soon as I rolled off her body Ruthie picked her up and carried her to the other bed.

Petra was soon moaning and Sally was already fucking me again but she was a lot less frantic for her second fuck.

She kissed me and whispered, "I am on the pill, cum in me. I turned us over after her fourth orgasm and fucked her exactly like I had fucked her partner except her cum was silent although her body wasn't. 

"Oh," she said as she felt my cum shoot into her.

I rolled off her and cuddled her to me.

"What time do you need to get up?" I asked her.

"Five AM. My cell phone will ring. Petra can wait until six-thirty. Ruthie does not work tomorrow. You will have time to fuck each of us in the morning."

We noted the other two were sleep. I kissed Sally and we spooned. We were asleep in seconds.

When I awoke I found Sally was already in mid fuck and had her orgasm just as I became fully awake and enjoyed it with her, although I did not cum.

She kissed me hard then went to the shower.

I was mostly back to asleep when she kissed me bye.

Apparently Petra had been in the bathroom because I saw her zombie her way to my bed and join me as Sally walked out the door. 

We slept for about an hour and I awoke just before six thirty.

I did not wait for her to wake up and slowly slid my cock into her pussy. She was wide-awake as I reached bottom and began to kiss her. She turned off her phone alarm and wrapped her arms and legs around me.

I fucked her softly until she had a nice cum. I rolled us over putting her on top and she began a more vigorous fuck with an intense ending cum.

She went to the shower then kissed me before she left.

I moved to the other bed and curled up with Ruthie. She was a lot bigger than the other two and seemed to fit my body perfectly as we spooned. I was still kissing her shoulder when I went back to sleep.

It was after eight when I woke up but Ruthie was still asleep. I went to pee and got back in bed at its foot. I kissed and licked the soles of her feet and her toes then began my trip up her body licking and kissing every inch of the way.

She had returned from slumber while I sucked her toes and was wide-awake well before I was at her thighs. 

She moaned as I kissed my way up her thighs on my way to her pussy. 

She groaned when I got to her pussy. 

I stayed there until her orgasm had passed then resumed my trip. I stayed at her tits with a finger on her clit until she had another cum.

My cock slid into her pussy as I kissed her lips. She groaned as she wrapped her arms and legs around me as Sally and Petra had done but Ruthie was the biggest and most physically powerful woman I had ever fucked. Her long legs pulled my cock into her deeply. I loved that.

I began an ever-intensifying fuck that had both of us filling the room with sound. Our orgasms were so intense it was necessary for us to hold on to each other for a long time afterwards.




Felicity Ch. 34



Finally I slid off her body and we fell asleep in a tangle of arms and legs.

I heard the cleaning lady knock and open the door then immediately close it. I went back to sleep. I woke up again about twenty minutes later and heard the shower running.

I got up and staggered to the shower expecting Ruthie. Only it wasn't Ruthie, it was....

"Mom?"

"Hi sweetheart. Who is that in bed with you?"

"A friend, Ruthie. I did not expect to see you at all today. What happened?"

"Wendy's clerk is stuck on the highway behind a wreck and couldn't open for her so Wendy came down and I took advantage to come over and pick-up some clothes. I will be gone soon."

Apparently it had not been the cleaning lady. I had not looked.

"Sean?"

"Come on in Ruthie, meet my Mom."

"Hi Marti, glad you made it. How is Wendy?"

"Well, as soon as her clerk makes it in we are going shopping to the Galleria in the city so I think she's fine. I am meeting her at her shop as soon as I dress," Mom said as she stepped out to dry.

Ruthie did not seem to be concerned by the nudity between mother and son and helped Mom dry herself as they chatted. 

Twice on the way over the motel we chose had only one vacant room. Mom decided from the start that being modest with each other was a waste of time and we had seen each other nude. However that morning was the first time we were both nude. So was Ruthie.

When Mom left the bathroom Ruthie and I went into the shower and I began to soap her down. Her tits needed a lot of attention and so did her pussy.

"Do you have a razor? My pussy needs shaving."

I stepped out and got my razor and the foam and got back into the shower. I got on my knees, kissed her pussy then spread foam over her pubic mound. 

She giggled and said, "Hey, I was going to do that."

"I want to," I said. 

I had never shaved a pussy before.

I had never wanted to before.

I had finished her pubic mound and was working on the sides when Mom stuck her head behind the shower curtain and asked for goodbye kisses. 

We both kissed her and Mom said, "I am so glad to see you can do that," then turned and left.

Ruthie was giggling and I tried to get her to stop.

"Hey, I am in the middle of delicate work here, stand still!"

I swatted her butt for emphasis and she managed to control her giggles, sort of.

We heard Mom giggling as she closed the door and Ruthie sank back into a giggling spell. I swatted her butt again.

I checked for missed spots with my tongue then ate her pussy. She was ready for an orgasm and it came quickly.

I stood behind her as she bent at the waist and I washed her hair as I slowly fucked her. One orgasm and clean hair later we got out of the shower.

"You haven't cum," she said.

"I will soon," I said.

"I am starving," she said.

"I will cum shortly after brunch," I said.

"Deal," she said.

We dressed then went to the small buffet cafe in the hotel.

"This buffet is the place for a real breakfast, Canadian bacon, sausage gravy over fried potato wedges, blueberry pancakes, and amazing omelets."

"You had me at the Canadian bacon."

We both ate as if we had spent the night and the morning fucking. 

I made it to the pancakes but Ruthie made it to the omelets, not far into them but she got to them.

I learned she was Canadian and worked at Felicity Music. We were both twenty-seven but she was six months younger than me. We shared the same slightly bent sense of humor.

She learned I worked for Sony studios as a sound-man and that I was three and a half inches taller than her at six-three.

We went back to my room and talked, played, then made love. I had no intention of making love to her. I expected it to be another fuck, but apparently that was what we both wanted so we made love.

We dressed and walked holding hands to her car at the biker club then she drove me around and gave me a tour of the town.

"That is Wendy's shop to the other side of the boulevard as you probably know.

The building to our right has the Tiki Bar on the first floor to the right and Matt's Playground to the left. That has video games and an Internet cafe. Are you a gamer?"

"No, but I do spend time on the computer. I'm glad to know it is next door."

"Oh good. The second story has two restaurants that have dancing after nine until eleven. The ones that want to continue dancing go to the top floor, Jana's Place. Often there are acts on Wednesdays. There was a Rap concert last night by a kid from the small town just north of us. He is Vietnamese. He is good."

She made a right turn and stopped at the second building.

"That is Felicity Records, I work there. Best people in the world."

"What do you do there?"

"I am the personal assistant to one of our stars."

"Melody?"

She seemed surprised by my guess but just said, "Yes. That is our locally owned Bank, and the Insurance Company. The downtown area you already know. Sally owns the pastry shop right there. Let's go kiss her."

Ruthie stopped her SUV in mid lane, turned on her hazard lights and we ran in and kissed Sally and ran out.

"Do you do that often?" I asked.

'Yes," she said. "I do that several other places but not when they are busy. Sally's rush hour is over."

"Isn't there a Coast Guard Station in the town?"

"Yes, I'll drive us past it when I show you the bed and breakfast squares."

As we drove we came to a four lane stop sign by the entrance to the base. Ruthie stopped, jumped out of the car as a woman in uniform jumped out of hers, they kissed in the middle of the street between them then both ran back to their cars. The car behind us honked its horn and I assumed Ruthie had just irritated someone but she ran back and kissed the driver who had stuck her head out the window for a kiss.

Once back in the car she said,"That first one is Naomi. Don't get her pissed at you, she is a martial arts expert. The one behind me was Bunny, my insurance agent."

I remembered that Naomi was one of the ladies practicing at the ladies gym last night and mentioned that.

Ruthie said Naomi and their police chief Shawna are there every Wednesday night. They teach a class and stay to try to outdo each other. They are each other's only real competition.

Apparently the black woman was the police chief.

We ended up back downtown at Pedro's and she stopped and ran in for another drive-by kiss to the owner's wife before departing. We got coffee at the Gourmet Junk Food place and after kissing everyone there we drank our coffee at a beach park next to the resort. 

We talked and kissed as the gulls expressed their disappointment that we had not brought them food.

We walked down the beach hand in hand. Somehow I ended up carrying her sandals. We went back to my room and again made love.

We were caressing and kissing when she asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"No, not really. I have a friend that at times calls herself that but we are barely fuck buddies. She is a buyer for a department store so she travels a lot. 

I think she has a real boyfriend where she lives which is New York City."

"Do you fuck her the way you fuck me?"

"No, she is an 'I want my orgasm now' type of person. She loses interest in fucking after her cum so I have learned to cum when she does."

"I love how you make love to me, soft, hard, fast, slow. You make sure I have multiple orgasms and you kiss a lot. You totally conquered three lesbians last night. Well two, Sally isn't a lesbian so I understood her hunger for cock. You can kiss me some more."

I kissed her and said, "This has likely been the most memorable day and a half in my life. I have a feeling Mom can say the same thing, I hope she can anyway. It may be difficult for us to leave town."

"Oh, I hope so."

She kissed my nipples and slid down my body and kissed my cock.

"This cock is just the fifth or sixth I had ever had in my hands. It is the first I have ever put in my mouth."

She slid my cock between her lips and made love to it, she began to lick, masturbate, and suck it.

"You know, that is a strange thing for a lesbian to be doing."

"Actually no it isn't. Most of the lesbians in town fuck men on occasion and if they want a round two they know this is the way to a fast recovery. I hope they are right."

"You have never wanted a round two?"

"No, and this is for round umpteenth."

"I'm flattered."

"You should be."

"Bring your pussy to me."

"No thanks, I don't like sixty-nines. I want to be able to concentrate on what I am doing and to concentrate on what it's being done to me. By the way, I like doing this."

"And I love what you are doing but I apologize that it's taking so long."

"Not a problem, I am nicely entertained."

It took almost ten minutes for my cock to regain useful hardness but she continued to suck and masturbate me.

"It's ready," I said.

"I can see that. It is a beautiful cock, I'll let you know."

A few minutes later she slid up my body and slid my cock into her pussy, put a pillow on my shoulder then covered my body with hers. She put her head on the pillow and we kissed, we caressed, and eventually we fell asleep.

An hour or so later she was again sucking my cock but as soon as she saw I was awake she said, "Get your swim suit on, we are going to the beach."

She already had a bikini on.

We had a blast at the beach. I even coaxed her into diving from my shoulders. There was a lot of groping in our play and my cock was in her pussy for a short time but nothing overt. My cock had mostly subsided when we left the water.

Our play continued in the shower and the bed but we never did fuck, we were hungry.

"Let's go to one of the places that overlooks the bay," I suggested.

"Deal," she said.

She surprised me when she opened the closet; she had clothes in there. She put on a white sundress with nothing underneath.

"I dare you," she said.

I reached into the closet and put on a blue sundress. "I don't have shoes to wear with it," I said.

She was pummeling me in mid laughter by then. I dressed in a polo shirt and gray slacks, no underwear.

We sat at a corner of the deck and shared a fisherman's fried seafood platter as we watched the sunset. She suggested a coconut shake that was delicious.

As it got dark her hand went in search for my cock. 

I told her that the next time I accept a dare I would wear black slacks, some of my pre-cum was showing through. My cock was exceptionally hard.

She giggled but left my cock alone after that. I already had a finger in her pussy. I began to caress her clit and heard her swallow a moan as she quickly pulled my hand away.

As we kissed I got a text message from Mom and I showed it to Ruthie. It read, "We are not leaving until Monday."

She had a big smile after she read it but I was surprised and confused by the misty eyes. 

Then I remembered that this would be Wendy's toughest time and apparently Mom did not want to abandon her. I was not surprised Ruthie cared for Wendy that much.

We went to the hotel and made love, then fucked. She sucked my cock back to alertness then mounted me and again went to sleep with my cock in her pussy.

Friday was a lot like Thursday except that Petra and Sally demanded turns again. I did fuck Sally but Petra and Ruthie were going hard at each other so I never fucked Petra that night. 

After I filled Sally's pussy she went to the other bed and ganged up on Ruthie with Petra. 

I dressed and went to get sandwiches and drinks. 

They were cuddling when I got back and thanked me by getting me nude and briefly slurping my cock in their mouths. 

Sally and Petra dressed and went to the biker bar but Ruthie decided she really needed my cock and used it until we fell asleep.

We spent half of Saturday on a boat tour of the bay and around a small barrier island full of seabirds.

Ruthie appeared to love all wildlife. She introduced me to all the birds as if she was a personal friend.

On Saturday night Ruthie allowed Petra and Sally to again barge into my room and fuck me. Once again we held hands as Sally fucked me while Petra ate her. That night my longest fuck was with Petra. I fucked her twice then the three of us made love to her. 

Well she was my longest fuck before midnight. Ruthie woke me up at about four AM and fucked me pretty much into dawn. Petra and Sally were in the other bed but never woke up.

In the morning I fucked all three before Petra and Sally left. Ruthie and I went back to bed and slept the rest of the morning. We went back to the beach that afternoon and to Pedro's for dinner. I loved all their food and apparently so did Ruthie.

She intended to take me to the dance club on the third floor of Felicity Center but we ended up going back to my room and making love.

Petra and Sally returned to my room late in the evening and both fucked me hard before ganging up on Ruthie again. When they went to sleep Ruthie moved to bed with me. We slept well.

Mom called me Sunday morning and said our departure may be delayed. She hinted Wendy was having a difficult day and four of them were going to keep Wendy company at the gravesite.

I wished her well.

I spent Sunday fucking three women although we did take time to go out to eat. Sally and Petra did go home that evening. Funny thing, Sally was apparently fucked out. Petra was not.

On Monday Ruthie and I again went to the beach and enjoyed it pretty much to ourselves.

She had an orgasm while we were in chest deep water. It was a good thing the water was that deep since her tits were out. My cock spent a long time in her pussy and we allowed the waves to dictate our pace. 

Right after that fuck she nailed her dive off my shoulders. A couple that had been watching us applauded as we walked out. We soon saw them trying it, with disastrous results.

"They need to fuck first," I said to Ruthie.

She giggled, punched my arm, then kissed me.

We ate at the resorts large restaurant.

We fucked once and made love four times before we went to sleep that night.

Ruthie and I had spent every minute together for a week except for the twenty she used when she went to get her clothes. I was not awake then so I was not counting that.

I was unaware that Ruthie and I were the subject of most conversations in the town. Ruthie was somewhat aware of it but managed to ignore it.

Late Tuesday morning Ruthie just sat at our brunch table at the resort in deep thought. 

We had made love for a long time that morning and she had been in a good mood when we sat to eat but something in her mind had distracted her. 

I did my best not to worry since I had never seen her like that but eventually she kissed me and said, "Let's pack up. You are checking out." 

I was very surprised when we drove to millionaire's world and to the most opulent mansion there.

She made no explanation but led me to a very large bed in a very large bedroom.

"We can fuck here," she said as she got us both nude.

I dove for her pussy and gave her a nice orgasm and I was immediately kissing my way up her body then fucking her, then eating her again, and then fucking her again until I filled her pussy with cum.

We cuddled.

"Do you like me?"

"I adore you, you are the best, I will treasure you always."

"Do you like me?"

I looked at her and saw she wanted the truth.

"Yes, very much so."

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Yes, I never remember them anyway."

"Try not to remember this one." She said as she pulled me out of bed and took me down a long hallway. 

She opened double doors and we were suddenly in a sound studio. There was a grand piano in the middle and many prints of a singer in concert. There were three Grammies on a shelf. They were Melody's.

She was watching me with intensity when it all sank in. Ruthie was Melody, a singing star.

She looked worried so I said, "This is the house of a great music star. We shouldn't be here."

She could tell I knew the truth and smiled.

"She knows I am ditzy and fuck on her bed. We are OK in here."

She gave me a furious hug and many kisses. She seemed to have been very pleased by my reaction.

I was in fact disturbed that Ruthie had a secret life. Melody did not have a good reputation at her concert venues.

She walked to the piano and began to play. I went to the sound equipment and turned it on then adjusted input for her, the piano and the room. 

I joined her at the piano bench and noticed she had written words for a song. The lyrics were marked "He" and "Me", a duet.

After she played the intro I sang the first "He" lyrics then she sang the "She" lyrics and we ended up singing the entire song.

She said, "I am impressed that you read music."

"I am a failed musician among many other things."

"Well?"

"It's a good if somewhat sappy song. Who is going to sing it with you?"

She told me and my face must have told her how I felt about it.

"What?"

I got up and turned the mixer off while thinking of a way to answer her question, (never noticing it had been on record). I did not know how close a friend he was to her 

"He is a very popular star and all that but his voice and yours will clash. Except when you do Janis you have a pure voice. He would have to force his voice to keep up with you and he can't."

"That is what Edie said."

"Who is Edie?"

"My sister. She coaxed me and loved me into being successful. You were at the Vancouver show?"

"Yes, I was in town working a club concert."

"Edie was the violin player and occasional pianist. Did you like the Joplin song?"

"I loved it."

"The crowd didn't."

"They were too young, they have no idea who she was or how she sounded."

"Yeah, but she is my idol. Grandmom introduced me to her music. That was how I sang until the choir teacher asked me to use my own voice."

I said, "Granddad was a big fan of hers. He was pissed at her for years when she died. I inherited his music collection and the only artist with more LP's, Tapes and CD's in his collection was the Rolling Stones, but that makes sense since they are zombies. Apparently no one has told them they are dead."

She giggled and slapped my arm, kissed me, then said, "He and grandma would have been a perfect pair."

"Maybe the next time you channel Janis you should do Hold On instead of Ball and Chain unless I am there then it should be Ball and Chain, or Cry Baby."

She smiled and kissed me and played a short Chopin then led us to the kitchen.

We made coffee and talked but it was mostly kissing. My coffee got cool so I inserted a nipple into it then slurped the nipple into my mouth. She swatted my naked butt, which reminded her we were both naked and hurried us back to bed. We made love until she had a soft orgasm.

"That was nice."

"Yes it was."

"Now, if you don't mind, I want you to fuck me through the mattress.

"Yes dear."

I did not actually fuck her through the mattress but I came close. We also got one of our lengthier orgasms ever.

We dressed and went to lunch at a small out of the way restaurant that was in the mostly black section of town. Ruthie gave the large Black lady cook a big kiss and the ladies daughter, our server, a deep kiss. Apparently Mother and daughter were the entire staff, the place only had six tables and a counter.

Most the clientele was black but there was a Vietnamese lady and a Latin couple there as well as a white guy with a possibly European lady. Everyone kissed the cook coming in and going out.

Ruthie kissed everyone including the cook. She introduced me as Marti's son Sean. Everyone seemed to be happy I was there.

We both got the chicken drumstick and thigh special platters and we pigged out. Like everything else I had eaten in the town it was exceptional, including Ruthie's pussy.

On the way out the cook leaned her face to me so I kissed the cook.




Felicity Ch. 34



We went to the grocery store and as she kissed nearly everyone we got Dr. Peppers, cokes, and cookies.

I ate her pussy after we got back to the house then we took a nap.

We went to the biker bar that night and ran into Mom and Wendy, I was introduced to a large pack of women of which Wendy's sister Mo and her partner Marie and Martina and Paloma seemed to be special. All knew Ruthie very well.

Mom told me she knew we needed to go soon but it would not be tomorrow. She did say that Wendy was past the crisis.

I danced with Wendy and after we paused for a drink she asked me if Mom had put me up to it. I told her no and that in fact Mom frowned when I dragged her to the dance floor.

"I love your Mom," she said and dragged me back out to the dance floor.

I remembered she was over sixty and took her to the table after two songs. A waltz began to play and Paloma took me to the dance floor. She was an excellent dancer and as I led her back to the table she kissed my cheek. 

Ruthie was on Wendy's lap talking to Mom when we got back so Martina grabbed me and we danced to a salsa. Before I could leave the floor Mom grabbed me and we danced a slow song.

"How are you getting along with Ruthie?"

"Great, she had me check out and took me home with her."

"Yes, we heard. She has spent nearly an hour grilling me about you. She may like you more than you like her."

"I sincerely doubt that."

Before we left I became somewhat aware of the gossip around us. 

Ruthie made a new friend/old friend. She had tried to seduce her before but did not have the opportunity. She was with a guy that night so I figured she had no chance, but did. I made friends with her boyfriend who understood.

Ruthie and I made love that night and fell asleep in mid-kiss.

The next morning Ruthie and I again made love.

We cuddled. 

We talked about the difficulties of hiding a secret identity. 

She said she was now Melody only when in costume and that was seldom. She no longer worried that there were about thirty people in town that knew her double life. None talked about it. The fans that searched for Melody went to Canada.

She said she was hungry.

I said, "We must share the same metabolism."

We got dressed and she drove us to Janie's and after a long hug and kiss between them I was introduced to Janie in sign language. Janie kissed my cheek, kissed Ruthie again, then ran to the open kitchen.

Ruthie looked like she had forgotten something.

"Get me one of each," she said to me and went back outside.

I went to the counter confused but the girl said, "We got her order, what would you like?"

"I want a sausage taco, two breakfast burritos, no eggs please, and a hotdog. What is so special about the hot dog?" I asked in reference to the signs posted about it.

"Well it's new to our menu. People love the sauce and the relish, both house made. The dog is pure beef and the bun is made from potato flour. I am forcing myself to keep them to less than three a day."

"Has the ditzy blonde tried one?"

She giggled and said. "No."

"Prepare one for her too please," I said.

As our food was being prepared Ruthie came back in and announced, "I can't find my purse."

"Where were you the last time you remembered you had it for sure?"

"Well for sure at the biker bar last night."

"You did not have a purse when we went back to the house."

I immediately regretted saying that in front of a witness. Her eyes went wide. I had just confirmed a rumor for her.

"Get our food to go and we will go over there."

Ruthie kissed the girl as I paid the bill and carried the bag of food as we drove to Glenda's. 

I waited for her in the car as she went in and she soon came out with her purse.

"Did you check to see if anything was missing?"

"Yes although I knew it would be fine. They put purses in wells under the countertop behind the bottles."

"Smart but you have to trust the people who work there."

"True but everyone in this town knows that the economy has tanked everywhere except here. 

In fact sales of my CD's have gone down. We have been waiting for a spark of some kind before releasing the new one. Hopefully that will happen next week.

Anyway everyone that has a job wants to keep it and knows there are literally a thousand people waiting for them to get fired."

She may have been ditzy but she was smart. She was also the best looking girl I had ever held hands with much less fucked. 

My brain knew it was not true but I felt like we were a couple. 

Others treated us as a couple but with curiosity, they seemed to be pleased to see us together. 

They also knew as we did that whatever our relationship was it had an expiration date.

We were walking in her house towards a different area and ended up in a covered back porch. She took her clothes off so I did too.

I ate my hot dog first and was very impressed. 

She loved the hotdog too but mostly she loved the potato flour bun. 

She gave me one of her chicken soft tacos and I really loved that. It had rice and beans and avocado with the chicken.

We had finished the food and we were sipping our coffee when Ruthie sat on the table directly in front of me and displayed her pussy. I licked it between sips as she fought the urge to groan. I lifted its hood and gave her clit a long slow lick. She allowed her deep groan to escape and was in orgasm immediately.

I stood and slid my cock into her. She wanted a hard fuck so I gave her a hard fuck. Her second orgasm was monumental enough for me to release my cum into her.

I sat and kissed her cum filled pussy where there was less cum then she slid down to my lap and gave me a long kiss. 

"Your kiss tastes funny," she said and giggled then kissed me some more.

She sat back and said, "As you know I am a lesbian. You also know we both really enjoy fucking each other. I want us to continue doing that in the future. My west coast concert tour begins in eight weeks. I will be in L.A. for three nights. I would love to spend those nights with you."

I kissed her and said, "My girlfriend is going to love eating my cum out of your pussy."

She gave me a grin that seemed to have a tinge of sadness in it. 

My line had not been well received.

"OK, sorry. There is no girlfriend."

She gave me a big grin and a voracious kiss.

"Where are you going after you leave here?" she asked.

"Mom and I are going to meet another friend of hers in Las Vegas then going home to L.A."

"Will you be in Vegas, July the third and fourth? That is a week from today, Wednesday and Thursday."

"I don't know but it is likely."

"Hang on," she said and left me and went into the house. 

She came back with an envelope in which were four tickets to a Melody concert at Caesar's Palace, two had back stage passes.

I embraced her and kissed her long and softly. She reached down and felt for my cock but it needed its rest so she wrapped her arms around me and intensified the kiss a little.

As we walked back inside she told me at least forty people from town were going over including Petra and Sally.

"Your Mom probably does not realize it but my accompanying singers are Alice and Marie. I am sure she has already eaten both pussies and Marie's partner Mo's pussy. They are my neighbor's, one house over. Wendy lives on the other side of the willows from us. Martina will also be there with Paloma and their husbands and so will almost all of her street.

I am giving two shows but all of you have the Thursday show. The Wednesday show sold out as soon as it was announced, thank Dieu."

"Is the concert what you are hoping will allow you to release the new CD?"

"Yes, we are taking a thousand with us for sale in the lobby and I will be doing five songs from the CD in the concert. We are also going to film the second concert and Matt will have that on DVD before the summer ends."

"Where are you staying, Caesars?"

"I will be at an undisclosed location."

Then in a whisper said, "The Bellagio."

In a whisper I said, "So are we."

I got another kiss.

"Several of the venues are connected to each other by tunnels. I can get from my room at the Bellagio to the stage at Caesar's without going into a public area."

"That's convenient."

Ruthie and I did not decide anything but we ended up going back to bed and taking a nap.

When we awoke she discovered that my cock was serviceable but decided to allow it more time and she took us into the shower.

Ruthie said, "You will need slacks and shoes tonight, we are going to a concert. Alice and Marie are doing a podcast from Jana's club and we are part of the audience. Then I'm going to allow Petra and Sally to have you until midnight and then you will be mine until you leave tomorrow.

I know no one has said you leave tomorrow but I have decided to think of it that way."

"You and Petra seem to have a special relationship."

"We do. We love each other and love making love to each other. Sally is straight and seldom eats a pussy other than Petra's and at times Naomi's and mine. 

Naomi is in the Coast Guard and lives with Paloma. She was the one I kissed at the entrance to the base.

When Naomi decided Paloma was her Mom there was no more sex between them so Petra and Sally became her emergency help. They meet at somebody's yard between them, usually Magda and Rita's. Sally and Petra have a rule of no sex with others in their home."

"Just how many non-standard relationships are there in this town?"

"Dozens."

I shook my head and asked, "Where are we going for supper?"

"Bolero which is across the street from the resort and it's just an escalator ride to Jana's. The food is from everywhere in the Latin world including Spain and Italy."

"Hmmm, I did promise Julian I would be at his place for more linguini with garlic olive oil and shrimp."

"Ooh, ooh. Let's do that. I could park at the studio and we can walk to both places from there."

"Sounds like a good plan to me."

We kissed as we let the three shower heads bury us under the cascade.

"I can easily recover after four hours," I said,

My cock was already halfway into Ruthie's pussy.

She draped a long leg over my hip and we began a fuck that started in her shower and ended on her bed many minutes later.

All our fucks had been fabulous but that one was my favorite so far, we played and I had the teeth marks on my ass to prove it. 

We had become buddies who fuck. 

Maybe more. Maybe much more. She was already my best friend ever.

That afternoon Marissa was happy to see us walk in and after kisses put us at a table on a back corner. 

We ordered the linguini dish and she ordered a Dr. Pepper and I ordered a coke. 

I had noticed that apparently Ruthie did not drink alcohol. Somehow I decided not to do so while I was with her.

I had not had a drink in over a week.

We both really enjoyed dinner and each other. On our way out Ruthie was kissed by several ladies and I was kissed by Marissa. 

We walked to Felicity Place and went up on a service elevator from the Tiki Bar. We went through a side entrance of Jana's that took us directly to the offices.

A tall gorgeous blonde greeted us with kisses; she was the second tall blonde to kiss me before being introduced. Ruthie was the first. The second blonde to kiss me never introduced herself so she did not count, sort of.

This ones name was Inga. Soon a third blonde kissed me, that one was Jana, the owner and Inga's life partner. They had identical rings obviously from Wendy's. 

They were two of the three women racing the stationary bikes at the gym I saw on my first night. After mentioning that I learned that the third was Jana's big sister Lucy. 

She had moved to DC the previous weekend, the World Wildlife Fund had hired her husband.

That bit of news would become very important soon.

We went into the club and listened as Alice and Marie did their sound check. It was awful. I went to the guy on the soundboard and asked him if his equipment was giving him trouble.

'Yes, I have never worked with this system and I am going to wreck a concert of my Mom's favorite singers. I am a dead duck."

"I have worked with these, let me help you with it."

He gave me a thankful look and I asked Ruthie to tell the musicians to take five minutes.

I showed him, which slides corresponded to the ones on the board he normally used, and what all the others did.

There were too many slides, toggles and switches for him so I asked the musicians to go again and I set up the board.

He loved it and so did the musicians. Ruthie was amazed and asked me to do the one in her house.

"You mean that reel to reel monstrosity you have?"

I asked with a glance at the sound tech guy.

She got my drift and said, "Hey that was a gift."

"For your fifth birthday?"

"No, my sixth."

"No matter, I already set it up."

She kissed me and said thanks.

The musicians came over and thanked me for setting up the board.

"Ruthie threatened me if I didn't," I said and was immediately swatted on my butt.

"Oh, see you know each other well." the woman named Edie said. 

I knew she was the most important person in Ruthie's life so I thanked her for keeping Ruthie out of jail.

My butt was swatted again and Ruthie said, "Now would be a good time for you to apologize for hurting my hand." 

I stuck my chin out and said, "Make me."

A tall redheaded guy said, "Children please behave. Ruthie you may need to sit at the piano. Maggie and Jason are stuck at the airport in Little Rock and her backup Rob is in conference with someone in Las Vegas."

Ruthie looked at me and said, "You will have to re-do the sound mix, there was no piano when you did it."

The guy at the mixer got up and went home.

"It is not his fault," Allen said. "The guy the salesman trained left after he was trained. This poor guy had assumed it was a regular soundboard and not a spaceship command center. We would appreciate it if you gave us a hand. I am sure Ruthie will be most grateful too."

"Will not."

"Well one of us will," Marie said.

I stuck my tongue out at Ruthie and sat at the soundboard. As soon as I had the headphones on she slammed the keyboard. She had made it obvious to me she was going to do that so I had the headphone in front of my ears. 

Still, I wrapped my arms around my head, crossed my eyes and slid to the floor. That brought applause and bravos for me as Ruthie pretended to stew but could not repress the smile on her lips.

We were good together.

They did three songs and I marveled at their talent. Each was at least as good as any musician I ever heard. The ladies had a surreal harmony they could weave in and out off.

"Does the piano player sing on any song? She has a mike on the piano," I asked.

"Yes, but leave her mike off, she never remembers the words."

Melody was famous for knowing the words of every song she ever sang since she was four. Apparently all knew that I was aware of Ruthie's secret identity. 

It then occurred to me the whole town knew I was staying with her.

"Got it," I said.

Ruthie stood and gave all of us the finger and as she did the VIP's were allowed in and that was the first thing they saw. Mom and Wendy were among them.

Everyone laughed as Ruthie blushed and followed the artists backstage.

Mom, Wendy, Martina and Paloma walked over to were I was and kissed me.

"You got suckered into helping I see. Ruthie's idea?"

"Actually no. She got suckered in too."

"We are staying another night by the way. Some of my new friends say Las Vegas is a three to four day drive even with stops in San Antonio for an afternoon and at Carlsbad for the evening. And guess what? The ladies here will be in Vegas when we are."

"Oh, good," I said although I already knew. I did not know if Mom knew Ruthie's secret identity.

Petra, Sally and Naomi came over and kissed me then went to a booth with three other young ladies. 

Naomi's kiss was the kiss of an occasional lover but we had not been introduced.

"Will you'all be standing or do you have a booth?" I asked Mom.

"We have a booth."

"Good, they are about to open the doors."

"We better get our drinks," Wendy, said and led them to the bar. 

That was when I noticed Paloma holding Martina's elbow leading me to think she may be blind. That had never crossed my mind at the biker bar, and we had danced.

There were no introductions to the concert; when the outside doors were closed the artists just came out to a roaring reception and began to play.

There were no outliers, just beautiful music. Alice and Marie were awesome, Edie was awesome, and Allen was a bit more than awesome at the guitar and nearly as awesome on the cello, or vice versa. I had not met the drummer but the girl looked familiar. She was very good.

Ruthie was perfectly awesome. 

The audience of mostly older ladies was simply in love with the artists. It was a great show and I was glad to be there.

After the performance the band came out to visit with the crowd. Ruthie came to me and announced that she was feeling selfish and would not share me with Petra and Sally and had already told them.

"Did Petra and Sally get mad?"

"I don't know, they would not speak to me."

"Oh. Did you hear we are spending another night?"

"You are? A-fucking great. How about one more night after that?"

"Not my decision. What would be so special one more night?"

"You would bring me here to dance."

"Why not tomorrow night?"

"There are ladies dancing for ladies on Thursday nights. Let me think about your schedule a little."

She then went to the ladies booth and visited with them for a while but mostly with Wendy and Mom. I busied myself with locking into memory the settings for Alice and Marie concerts then put the system back to sleep.

I joined Sally, Naomi, and Petra and Sally confessed to being a bit angry at being cut off but mostly they were all curious about how Ruthie and me would turn out. 

I had apparently already fucked her many more times than all other men combined had in all her life and she wanted more. 

I claimed we were just fuck buddies.

They giggled at that. 

Petra mentioned that I had fucked her more times than all other men combined had too.

I had fucked her six times.

I gave her a long loving kiss that was interrupted by Sally's demand for a kiss.

Ruthie joined us and gave the girls deep kisses then took my hand and led us out. I got grins from the girls when we left.

As we sat naked on her back porch I saw a doe and her fawn come to her yard and grazed as if they lived there. Ruthie went to the kitchen and returned with two carrots.

"Hi Bobbi, Hi Magee," she said as she walked out to the deer. The doe and the fawn hurried to her and after insisting on being petted first took the carrots and followed her to the porch. 

Ruthie sat on the steps and said, "You can come and sit with me. You will be the first guy they will meet but they go by how I feel about my company so they will love you."

That statement did not reach my brain for two days.

I went and sat on the step with her and said hello then listened to Melody sing to them. The deer got closer and listened intently forgetting to chew on the carrots.

Melody had a mesmerizing voice.

The song was soon over and Ruthie giggled. The fawn leaped and presented himself for petting while Bobbi ate her carrot.

Five more moms and their fawns began to cross the yard from right to left and Bobbi led Magee to them.

It was a unique experience for me and told Ruthie so.

She said, "Not so much for me and in fact Alice and Marie and Wendy can get them to do that too. One early evening the four of us sang and the entire flock came up to hear us. 

They are music lovers the dears."




Felicity Ch. 35



Chapter 35: Justine and Justine

Justin was in line at the paint ball arena to check in his equipment when he saw the fine ass plastered with his blue volley. It was a very fine ass and he had shot him there on purpose and shot him again as he turned.

Justin heard an "Arrrgh" before seeking shelter but he lasted just two more minutes before a girl got him in the balls. The guy's girlfriend he assumed.

While in line the guy with the fine butt turned around and saw him and said, "That must have hurt," he said referring to the yellow blotch on his groin.

"Nah, just a glancing blow. Was it a friend of yours?"

"No, I was on the red team." Justin felt emboldened and began to flirt but before he got to his best lines the opponent took the helmet off. It was a girl.

His sentence trailed off as his face registered disappointment.

"Am I that ugly?"

"No, for a girl you look terrific."

"Then why..... Oh, you were trying to pick up a guy. Sorry about that."

"Oh no. I am sorry. I should have known that such a beautiful butt could not belong on a guy. As you have deduced I'm gay."

"No problem there. I'm gay."

After taking their coveralls off and handing off the rental equipment they walked to the arena's small cafe together.

Justin said, "Let me buy you a coffee to make up for defiling your butt."

"My butt demands you apologize with some onion rings and a Dr. Pepper instead."

"Well, OK you bully."

Then as an aside to no one he said, "Ha, she fell into my ploy."

"Who are you talking to?"

"Oh, our audience."

She looked into empty space and said, "Oh, hi. I like rich men with flat tummies that would take me shopping everyday."

"Wow, you are good. Actress?"

"Well, OK. Is she rich?"

"No sorry. How about I get you a Dr. Pepper and onion rings."

"Well. OK, you bully."

They were grinning widely before they made it to the counter. Justin got a coke and french fries instead of coffee and they sat to chat.

"So, do you come here often," she asked in a flirtatious manner.

Justin gave her a fake offended look and answered tartly, "No, and I will never come here again. Those suits they have us wear lie to us."

"You are not the only one to think I was a guy. I still don't know how I feel about that."

"Well, out of that suit you look all girl to me. Yes, you are what, Five-ten? But the rest of you is pure girl."

"Thank you, I think. You are handsome and at least six-one so you should not have too difficult a time finding my replacement."

"It's frustrating, I had hoped to find someone to go to a concert with me tonight but my gaydar picked today to go boinkers."

""What concert?"

"The Cranberries."

"I can dress like a guy."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes, I love The Cranberries but there were no tickets available by the time I found out they were coming."

"I have two seats, I don't like being on the floor."

"I don't either. Whats your name?"

"Justin, and yours?"

He had to wait for her to stop laughing then heard her say, "Justine."

"No."

"Yes. But verbally lazy close friends call me Judy."

"Well, Judy is a fine name and I am an overall lazy guy."

Yet he never called her Judy. She didn't look like a Judy and she didn't feel like a Judy, she looked like a Justine he thought.

She was pretty, with short brown hair that framed her face well. Aside the beautiful butt she had tits with presence, not large but perfectly shaped. Her hand were nearly as big as his and he wondered what that meant in women.

He liked her.

Justine did think he was handsome and she would have never picked him out as gay until he confessed. He did do a flaming queen well she thought. He was slim but she could tell he had muscles. He moved like an athlete.

She liked him.

They got to know each other that afternoon and learned they had a lot in common. Neither had a partner at that time and neither had ever kept a partner for more than three weeks and the last of those had been many months before.

Both were twenty-eight years old and had left home the night they graduated from high school and had never returned. Their sexual orientation had made living at home a hellish proposition. Each however had the love and support of a grandmother.

Both had worked their way through college and both were teachers, he biology, she math. Before he asked she said, "No, I don't coach. I was never an athlete."

"You must have been asked?"

"Yes, but working and studying did not leave me anytime to play. How about you. You look like an athlete."

"Recreational softball, no pun intended. I do like baseball and watch games on TV."

"I love baseball," Justine said.

As they talked they noticed they shared the same somewhat outrageous sense of humor. Neither missed a line the other threw at them.

The conversation went from dead Norwegian Blue parrots to a discussion on whether Generalsimo Franco was still dead.

Justin greeted her request not to cry for her Argentina with a stunned expression and the question, "Why should I cry for you? And how did you know my friends all call me Buenos Aires?"

"You smell good." She said as she batted her eyelashes.

Actually he did.

They were getting along so well it came as a shock when they realized they needed to hurry to the concert venue.

He drove the twenty city miles at a not too terribly insane speed and got there in time but the lights in the concert hall had been lowered before they got to their seats so he held her hand and guided her.

Neither said anything when their hands stayed together much longer than necessary after they sat and did not release them until they stood to applaud their welcome to the artists.

They very much enjoyed the concert and both silently lip synched their way through their entire playlist. Both could sing but knew people around them didn't come there to hear them. They wished everyone else had felt the same.

As they joined in on the ovation at the end of the show Justine grabbed Justin's head and kissed his lips hard.

She said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you. This has been the best concert ever," then kissed him again.

"You kissed me!" Justin complained.

"Yes I did," Justine happily said.

"Twice!"

"Just twice?" she asked then kissed him again.

"You are despicable."

"Thank you, glad you noticed."

As they left their seats neither said anything about the fact they were again holding hands all the way out. They walked to the Hard Rock Cafe where they had gigantic hamburgers and fries and drank a couple of beers.

It was well after eleven when they left and he drove her back to the paintball arena, and found the parking lot chained.

Neither voiced any disappointment, the last thing either of them wanted at the time was to go their separate ways. Of course neither knew that.

"Well, I get to learn where you live," Justin said.

"I live twenty miles in the opposite direction."

"I will point out my place as we drive by it."

In fact they had to stop at his place since both badly needed to pee.

"There is a bathroom there," he said to her as he rushed to the one in his bedroom.

They met in his kitchen and he said, "That was almost as good as sex."

Justine laughed and agreed with him.

Justin poured glasses of wine for them, she smiled.

They went into his living room and each sat on a recliner, put their feet up, and sighed. Then laughed.

Justine said, "You have been a fun date. If you don't mind I would like for us to go out together again."

"I would be just fine with that."

They talked for a while and had another glass of wine but were asleep before they finished that one. Justin woke up about twenty minutes later and began to stagger to his bed but stopped and decided his bed was more than big enough for both of them so he pulled her up and led her to it. Both were still fully clothed. Both were asleep within seconds. Before he fell asleep he wondered why he had kissed her cheek.

She had smiled when he did.

The following morning he staggered into his bathroom as she was taking a piss. He said good morning and began to brush his teeth. She finished, patted herself dry then took his tooth brush and began to brush her teeth as he stood and pissed. She had discarded her shorts somewhere, she was in her panties.

She said, "Can you pee quieter please. For some reason I have a headache."

"How could you have a hangover from just two beers and two wines," Justin said but aimed for the back of the commode anyway.

She thanked him.

He couldn't tell if she had glanced at his cock.

She had.

Back in the bedroom she asked him if he had a shirt she could wear and he tossed her a Santana t-shirt.

She took off her shirt in front of him, put the shirt he had given her on then removed her bra and panties.

He put on gym shorts and an Elton John t-shirt in the bathroom then went to his kitchen.

He made coffee while she put her khaki shorts, pullover shirt, and undies in his dryer with a fabric softener sheet and set it to permanent press.

"She said, "this so nice, I have to trudge down to a laundry room every week and waste two hours. Actually, I don't waste two hours, that is when I grade papers."

Neither made notice she had made herself at home.

He had poured a glass of milk and placed two ibuprofen tablets next to the glass for her. She took them then softly kissed his lips.

He looked around the kitchen and ended up with two bowls of cereal.

They smiled at each other as they ate.

"Thank you for not taking advantage of me last night," she said.

"Thank you for not taking advantage of me. Is there anything you need to do today? Any place you need to be?"

"No, I'm just enjoying summer vacation. I usually see who has a good lunch or dinner special, sometimes I go swimming in my complex pool. Sometimes the day is gone and I have done nothing. I love those days."

"Bring your coffee," he said.

She followed him to his patio and found herself in the middle of a jungle.

"Wow, so this is where your money goes. I hear water running."

Justin sat at his patio table and let her find his waterfall.

"It's amazing," she said when she rejoined him then kissed him again.

"You do a lot of kissing," he said.

"No, not really. But there are times when I am so happy with somebody I can't help myself. Does it bother you?"

"No, not yet. Did you see the hibiscus with five different colored flowers?"

"No, where is it?"

"Finish your coffee then I will introduce you to everyone."

She sat next to him and asked, "Why did you put the waterfall where you can't see it?"

"It has a private viewing spot with a trick. I'll show you during the guided tour."

They did not speak as they drank their coffee and just watched the butterflies and bees work the flowers. Their free hands kept bumping each other so they just gripped them together. Both grinned.

He soon began his guided tour. She asked about the names of the plants when she noticed all had girl names.

"Don't you have a Roger of a Vince?" she asked.

"No, but I have an Elvis, that anoles lizard right there."

"Why is his name Elvis?"

"Watch."

Justin made a wide arc with his hand and the lizard began a very complicated display that unlike the average anoles included dance moves that reminded her of fat Elvis.

It took a while for Justine to stop laughing. Elvis seemed to be hurt or confused by her reaction.

"Apologize to him," Justin said.

"I'm sorry Elvis. It's just that those dance moves are pretty prehistoric. You need to find fresher material.

And no, no, don't eat that, it's a bee."

"He eats bees. Watch him."

She saw the lizard slam the bee's butt on a stem then swallow it head first.

"Wow, and intelligent lizard."

"I taught him all he knows."

He did not find her giggle insulting.

Justine loved the patio jungle and was amazed at the multi-colored flower hibiscus. Her name was Sybil, she of many personalities.

"Good name," Justine had said.

She was amazed to hear Justin had grafted it together and asked him if he had already taken down the lightning rod scaffolding.

"No, Igor did, he comes in on Thursdays."

She nodded with a smile and suspected he spent a lot of time out there, every plant had a name and there were perhaps thirty of them, more than half of which were hibiscus, several with flowers that were huge with amazing colors.

He finally took her to his viewing spot for his waterfall. It was a one person bench with a gardenia next to it.

He said, "If you sit here, straight with your back against the wall. you will see an optical illusion that makes it look like there are two waterfalls with infinite flowers around it.

Inhale the smell of gardenia deeply, I think the aroma is a hallucinogen."

He allowed her to sit on the bench and she inhaled deeply enjoying the gardenia but was at first confused by what she was seeing then suddenly said, "Oooh," jumped up and kissed him again then sat back down to enjoy the view.

A part of her view soon included the sign of an erection in his gym shorts.

Justin was mortified by it and tried to will his cock down.

But he could see her pantyless crotch.

He left her there and put away the coffee pot and cups.

It had been perhaps six years since he had an erection for a woman, that had been a woman that was eating pussy and looked nothing like Justine.

She joined him in the kitchen and kissed him which resurrected his cock.

Justine looked directly at the bulge in his shorts and said, "You better get me to my car, and quick."

Then giggled.

Justin was now terminally mortified so he kissed her.

She loved his kiss.

He poured each a glass of orange juice then went back to the patio and she again sat at the waterfall viewing bench and drank her juice as he explained the three mirrors that provided the illusion.

She sat more demurely and he could no longer see her treasure so his erection had waned.

He did notice her nipples were erect.

Perhaps two hours went by before they dressed and went to pick up her car. He then followed her to a Chinese buffet she loved and they stuffed themselves silly. He agreed to follow her to her apartment and after a forty-five second guided tour they immediately took a nap on her bed.

When they awoke they sort of cuddled a bit then he invited her to come over for dinner, he said he would make her shrimp linguini in garlic butter sauce.

She became very excited and asked him to wait a minute and ran to her desk in the living room.

"Have you been here?" she asked as she plopped down on her bed next to him and handed him a menu to look at.

"Yes, it's their version of shrimp linguini I try to make. When were you there?"

"I love the town and the beach and go there every time I can. I love the lesbian biker bar."

Justin said, "I go there often myself but I prefer the downtown club."

They just stared at each other for a few moments until he said, "I could call and see if they have room at the Inn."

Justine pressed two numbers on her phone and handed it to him. It was a bed and breakfast, not the inn but they had one room available through Sunday.

It was Wednesday.

He booked it before he learned the room had two beds. He may have been disappointed.

He helped her pack and she followed him home and helped him pack. She left her car in his carport and he drove them south. It was late afternoon when they arrived so before they unpacked they walked over to the restaurant and ordered the shrimp linguini.

The owner remembered them and she expressed some surprise at seeing them together. Justine had always come with a girl and Justin had always come in with a guy.

"She made me bring her," Justin said for which he got punched in the shoulder.

The town was very gay friendly and no one felt the need to hide their preferences there, Justin and Justine were fine with the owners questioning and glad she remembered them.

They had a great time and very much loved their dinner and found it special that they were with somebody that was just as addicted to it as they were.

They returned to their room unpacked and took a short nap.

It was mid-evening when they awoke and they showered separately before dressing for the downtown club.

Previous lovers remembered them and hoped for an encore but they mostly chatted about the concert they had attended the night before.

It was near closing time when they went back to their B&B and slept well in their separate beds.

She had been up and had showered before he got out of bed. When he went in he didn't close the door to the bathroom as he peed, brushed his teeth, then got naked to take a shower.

He did not notice Justine was watching him and did not realize what he had done until he stepped out nude and saw Justine smirking at him. He hurriedly apologized as he wrapped a towel around himself.

"Sorry, I am always alone or with a guy and never close my bathroom door."

"It's OK, I didn't look, much."

She was already dressed so he hurriedly dressed and then they walked hand in hand to the resort's buffet. They got up too late for their B&B's breakfast.

Each made fun of the other's unhealthy choices at the buffet even though their choices were nearly identical and enjoyed their food.

They walked around the boulevard as they held hands. Justine marveled at the jewelry at the corner shop near the resort.

"Wow, some lucky girl is going to love that ring," she said as she admired an engagement ring with one diamond surrounded by five emeralds, The jewels were just chips but the diamond was a half carat that picked up the green of the emeralds.

Justin said, "And some unlucky guy will have to pay for it. They tell me the lady that owns this shop designs all her jewelry."

"Yes, she does. Famous people have come here to get her stuff."

They were soon back in their room, put on their swimsuits then walked to the beach. He rented two beach recliners and an umbrella, got coconut ice cream then they relaxed as they stared at the water.

Neither remembered ever being as content as they were then but neither said a word. Each caressed the others hand each time they touched.

It crossed each of their minds that the other already felt like the best friend they ever had.

Eventually they went into the water and splashed each other then gently wrestled until they kissed. It was a regular kiss with a regular pleasing effect. Neither admitted to themselves that it meant anything.

They heard a scream nearby and saw a blonde fall off the back of a guy's shoulders.

"One more try," the blonde said and got back on her boyfriend's shoulder and did a complete flip into the water in front of him.

Justin and Justine applauded them as they walked out of the water.

"Thank you, we have been trying that for a week but I always over rotated or under rotated until today. What you saw was our third good one this afternoon. We are going home to celebrate," the blonde said.

Justine watched them go then pulled Justin to deeper water. He knew what to expect so he squatted in the water and put his hands over his shoulders. She scrambled up onto his shoulders and promptly slid backwards. Her toes caught his swim suit and he found himself completely exposed although only under the water.

He growled at her and ordered her to pull his suit back up. She offered insincere apologies as she pretended to pull his suit back over his ass.

"You know, your ass is very fine too," she said as she caressed a cheek.

He growled at her again and she finally covered him up.

It took three tries before she was standing on his shoulders. There were no more de-panting incidents although he suspected, correctly, she had tried.

She finally managed to stand on his shoulders but as soon as he released her hands she fell in face first. As she spluttered back up one tit was exposed.




Felicity Ch. 35



"Hmm, I am torn over whether to tell you a tit is out or not," Justin said.

Justine giggled and put it back into her bikini bra. They tried again and she managed to jump/fall off a bit more gracefully. Her tit was back out but Justin did not tell her that time, at least not in words.

She saw his tongue lick his lips as he leered at her chest and put the tit back in without comment, or hurry.

Three more tries later they still had not managed an actual dive but they were exhausted.

Justin had remembered the other guy had propelled his girl upward before she dove and they had tried that but that just made Justine's last landing spectacularly wild.

She had not bothered replacing her tits in her suit so when they hugged her nipples were piercing his chest.

Her tits loved his chest.

His chest loved her tits.

She felt his erection.

They kissed.

They suspected it had not been an ordinary kiss.

The kiss ended and they stared at each other for a few moments before he returned her tits into her bra. He softly squeezed each nipple between extended fingers as he did.

He was very surprised at his act but Justine seemed to have hoped for it.

Both were a bit confused so they kissed again and walked hand in hand back to their spot under the umbrella.

His erection receded after they lay in their loungers.

Her tits were still enjoying the touch of his fingers so her nipples were still erect.

They dissected their acrobatic attempts and watched a Dad fling his daughter upwards from his shoulders as she did a graceful full twisting dive with a fine entry.

"You are way too big to try that," Justin said.

She punched his shoulder even though she agreed with his assessment. Their argument lasted a while and the father of the little girl laughed at their repartee as they walked towards the ice cream vendor. 

Justine was extensively describing Justin's lack of manners as he complained about her penchant for aggression.

They were face to face and simultaneously decided," why not?" and kissed.

End of argument.

They watched as the girl and her father join the mother and knew the little girl, they could hear her parents call her Susan, was describing their fight. The mother laughed and smiled at them.

Justin and Justine smiled at them.

Eventually they returned to the bed and breakfast, showered, then took a nap again in separate beds.

When they woke up they dressed and walked to the restaurant with a Spanish theme and shared a paella and watched a tango demonstration.

Afterward they walked to the lesbian biker bar even though Justine had insisted she would again be fine in the club downtown. Justin however wanted her to have a lot of fun on their trip.

When he asked himself why his confusion led his thoughts in another direction.

They drank, they danced and they flirted with everyone. Both were propositioned individually and as a couple but each had declined with their thanks.

Each had their bodies caressed often during their stay although it seemed to Justin that Justine had more than the average number of hands caressing her ass that evening. He reminded himself it was an exceptional ass and the place had three times more women than men.

Justine also had many tit to tit contact with other women as they leaned towards each other in conversation.

They left before close and walked back to their room holding hands.

She went into their bathroom and came out wearing just a t-shirt. He went in and came out wearing just gym shorts. 

Justine was on his bed with her eyes closed. He slid in next to her and turned the lamp off.

A few moments of silence later Justine whispered, "Have you ever eaten pussy?"

It took a while for him to answer but at last he lied and said, "Yes."

"Please?" she said.

All those caresses had made her horny Justin thought.

He slid down the bed and lifted her t-shirt and began to softly kiss his way up her thighs. He heard her moan when he kissed her pussy.

Porn sites saved his ass that evening, he knew the aperture was not the center of pleasure of a woman's sex that it was a bump just under a fold of flesh at its top.

Hers was more than just a bump. He heard her groan as he sucked her clit between his lips.

He could not hear anything again for several minutes as she squeezed his head between her thighs. Justine rode from one orgasm to another.

Justin began to worry about his safety so when she released her hold on him he quickly slid up next to her and kissed her.

After a period of calm she slid the leg of his shorts up and gripped his very erect cock. Her masturbation was slow and gentle but he was soon spewing all over her shirt.

She took it off and he took his shorts off and they went to sleep nude.

She was in the shower when he got up and after he pissed he joined her in it. He kissed her lips and her tits as she masturbated him again. As he began to cum she pointed his dick at her pussy and moaned as his cum hit her.

He quickly got on his knees and ate her pussy until she had an orgasm. They kissed, soaped and rinsed each other and stepped out together.

They put on some clothes and went to the B&B's dining room for breakfast. They met others including a newlywed couple on their honeymoon.

The bride asked Justin if they were newlyweds too and he said, "No, we are near strangers that despise each other."

All applauded Justine when she punched his shoulder.

Justin had a small smile on his face as he again complained about her aggressiveness.

Justine saw it. She had seen his eyes smile at her during her previous punches so she knew she had a green light to do it.

Her punches looked more damaging than they were so she was not worrying he was hurting him but that last one came instinctively, she had hit him before she had realized she was going to.

"Why him?" she suddenly asked herself. "And why is he putting up with it? Why is he baiting me?"

After a nice friendly breakfast they returned to their room and put on their swim suits in full view of the other then headed back to the beach.

She again tried to do a full flip dive off his shoulders but did not come very close to one.

They had that section of the beach pretty much to themselves so Justine did not bother replacing her tits in her bra. Justin kissed them often.

As she rested leaning on him Justine would grab his erection.

As they embraced both ran their hand under the waist of the others shorts and caressed each other's bare ass.

They looked at each other in confusion at times, and as a miracle at times.

They left the water after adjusting their swim suits and headed for the concession stand. They got a Dr. Pepper and a coke and a big bag of home made chicharones. They then decided they needed more coconut ice cream before returning to the recliners. They began to doze off but decided to nap in their room.

They again showered together but there was no play that time. They did go to bed still naked but both were soon asleep.

When Justine woke up Justin was kissing her tits. She sighed as she ran her fingers through his hair.

"It is amazing how different it feels than when a girl sucks them. Do you love on guy's tits?"

"No, it has never even crossed my mind."

Justin kissed his way back to her pussy and brought her to another orgasm then got up to go pee.

Before he finished she stepped behind him and took over holding his dick.

He could feel her hard nipples on his back and her pubic hair on his ass.

His cock became erect immediately so she masturbated him right there. It did not take long.

They dressed and found a Puerto Rican restaurant and had mofongo and empanadillas with red beans and rice then walked to the dance club on the top floor of the three story building.

That club was mostly heterosexual and they had felt a bit out of place on their previous visits there but not that evening. They danced and drank and closed the joint. Both were asleep immediately after their nude bodies hit the bed.

The following morning they helped each other out but as she masturbated him she kissed and licked his dick several times. Once she slid his cock head between her lips but he warned her just in time for her to direct his cum to her tits.

She decided she would not mind doing that again for him.

They ate breakfast in the B&B then walked to the resort and had coffee on their veranda and just stared at the water. Both had minor hangovers so there was little conversation until dolphins made their way past.

"I love this town," she said.

"Yeah, me too. I would not mind living here except for the distance to concert venues."

"There is a freeway all the way to the ones downtown. It would mean spending the night but that is probably safer anyway."

Neither noticed that the notion of living there was with the other as a couple. Neither noticed they already thought of themselves as a couple. 

Neither saw their future without the other. Yet they still had no clue.

"Lets go swim with them," Justine urged about the dolphins.

"They will be two towns down the coast before we can get back with our suits on. But lets go to the beach anyway and take a nap on the loungers."

"Good thinking."

They again undressed in front of each other and Justin kissed her tits and lips lovingly. It did cross his mind that he did love kissing her lips and tits but his mind rejected exploring that further.

She kissed his lips and tits lovingly. He enjoyed that but did not say anything and put his suit on.

As they walked to the beach she asked, "Well, did you like it?"

Justin knew what she wanted to know and considered his answer for a few moments then said, "Yes."

They rented the same loungers, got on and quickly went to sleep. They slept long enough to lose any trace of a hangover so to celebrate he got them coconut ice cream.

After they finished with their cones they went into the water and suddenly found themselves surrounded by dolphins. Both knew they should not approach them but no one had told the dolphins and they swam within arms reach of the humans.

There were several humans among the dolphins. Apparently that pod swam by that beach often and mingled with the crowd.

They seemed to want to be petted so Justine and Justin caressed dolphins for the first time in their lives.

The little girl they had seen before grabbed onto a fin and the dolphin took her for a ride as she held on. The creature took the girl right back to her parents then jumped out of the water and splashed them.

Everyone squealed with delight including Justin and Justine. Then after ten minutes or so, as if they had a cab waiting, the dolphins rapidly swam away.

As soon as the dolphins went on Justine and Justin embraced in a long deep kiss. They understood the kiss meant something besides a celebration of their new friends but did not shy away from it.

They eventually released each other and tried to swim like dolphins for a while.

Soon it seemed they were alone in the water, everyone else had gone back to the beach.

The need to pee suddenly arose. He saw her move her suit bottom to the side before doing so and Justin decided to bring his cock out to pee. They watched as the current took their pee away and grinned at each other. It was a perverted thing to share they thought.

Neither reset their suit and embraced into a kiss. She rose onto her toes as she wrapped her arms around his neck; and his cock slid right into her pussy.

Neither had intended that and both were shocked to learn that her long legs had placed her pussy perfectly in line with his cock.

Their kiss continued but they were afraid to move. His cock began to pulsate on its own, her pussy began to squeeze his cock on its own.

Both groaned into their kiss.

The small waves put their bodies into a repeating pattern of motion, they were fucking whether they wanted to or not.

Justine found herself careening to an orgasm and tried to fight it off but her struggle caused his cock to move into her pussy deeply. She felt his cum shoot into her and her own orgasm just overwhelmed her. She bit on his shoulder in an effort to remain silent. Her groan may have been covered up by the sounds of the sea.

They kissed for another ten minutes, she kept her arms around his neck. He had her ass in his hands, pressing her to him.

He was hoping his cock would simply die out of her and she did too.

But it didn't.

Surprisingly they were somewhat relieved, they did not want to talk about the incident. Repeating the incident felt like the less stressful choice. It was what both wanted anyway.

Their second fuck was not accidental, she had wrapped her legs around him and he held her up by her ass. It ended only after his cock had died. She had four orgasms before it did.

She lay her head on his shoulders and just closed her eyes and stayed in the same position even after his cock slipped out. 

She could see that several of the people on the beach glanced at them at times. Even though they were in neck deep water Justine suspected some knew they had just fucked.

She was happy with that thought. They both enjoyed the feeling in silence and the full body contact for a while .

Each had at last admitted to themselves the other was special, very special.

Eventually she lowered her legs and after covering each others exposed genitals they walked to their loungers.

Justin asked. "What the fuck happened?"

"Exactly," she answered.

"This is no way for gay people to behave. We probably need to stay away from each other."

"Absolutely," she said as she put her arm around his waist. He already had his arm around her shoulder.

"You live in a small apartment."

"Yes."

"I have a second bedroom."

"I'll take it."

Both laughed but both wished it was true.

On the loungers they held hands and although both had their eyes closed they could see the other smiling.

"How many women have you had?"

"Three, two of them twice."

"I have had three men, one after the prom and two guys three years later when my roommate and I shared two brothers.

As inconveniently staged as it was ours was thousands of times better than the others combined."

"Absolutely true for me too."

He leaned over to her and kissed her then softly rubbed his face over her breasts. She held his head over them until they heard a child pleas for ice cream.

After a while they again went back to try the dive off his shoulders and were immediately much better and Justine nailed three before they decided to leave the beach.

Back on his bed he started an energetic fuck which took her to orgasm.

He rolled her over on top and she resumed the fuck. 

She would stop fucking completely after each of her orgasms and he would love her tits and kiss her lips for a while then she would fuck him some more. 

After Justine had perhaps her fourth or seventh orgasm he turned them back over slid down her body and kissed his way to her pussy, Another orgasm later he kissed his way up her body and slid his cock back into her.

One long kiss later he began to fill her pussy with cum and she had the biggest orgasm of her life.

Neither had moved.

He turned them to their side and kissed and caressed each other until they fell asleep.

When she awoke he was dressed and sitting on a chair watching her. 

"Well the honeymoon is over," she thought.

But it wasn't. 

Justin said, "I am apparently in love with you. I want you to move in with me. I think we should to live together until the week before school resumes and make a decision to renew or not. Do you agree?"

Justine gave him a big smile and said, "OK, I am all for experiments even though this one is weird. 

We have eight weeks to decide how we feel about each other but I do suggest that we do not date others of either sex. We may wish to perform for the other with a same sex partner but if either of us does not like it we can stop and it will become a negotiable point upon renewal of our agreement."

"You sound like a lawyer but OK, it's a deal."

They kissed, she got dressed and ate dinner back at the Italian place and again ordered shrimp linguini. The server remembered they had ordered the same thing three days before.

She said, "You are not the only ones addicted to the stuff, that couple at the next table have it often and take some home."

The couple was the same one practicing dives off shoulders before. Justine said hello and immediately told them she had managed three fairly good flips that afternoon.

"Had you just fucked?" The blonde asked in a whisper.

After a surprised pause Justine answered "Yes."

Her boyfriend looked smug and the blonde said, "Damn, I hate it when he is right. He had said the reason we could not get it was because we were so looking forward to our next fuck it was too much of a distraction. We fucked right there in the water just before you two came out and I finally got it."

"Ours was an accidental event, at least the first one was, but I have to agree with him, afterwards I felt there was nothing to the dive."

Their food arrived at about that time so the conversation ended as the four stuffed themselves. 

After dinner the blonde sat with Justine and said, "We are going down the street to a dance club then to the biker bar. Join us."

Justine quickly agreed to do so and off they went.

They were at the club before Justin realized he had not paid for their dinner. The blonde told him not to worry that they had put it on her tab.

He bought their drinks the rest of the evening.

They noticed the blonde kissed nearly every woman on the lips and a few males on the lips. They noticed many women kissed her boyfriend on the lips. 

Justin and Justine had by then learned they were not married but were definitely a couple.

They were Ruthie and Sean.

Ruthie was just as tall as Justine but seemed more toned, she danced very well. The only thing she drank was Dr. Pepper.

Sean was about Justin's size and build but a redhead. He drank Crown and coke. 

He and Justine stayed with their usual Dos Equis.

After about an hour at the dance club they decided to go to the biker bar and Justin and Justine rode with them. 

They learned that Ruthie and Sean had been together just a few days. Justin told them they also had been together just a few days. 

Ruthie tried to sell their school district to them and they agreed to go by their district office and check it out. 

About an hour of drinking, dancing, and flirting later Ruthie softly kissed Justine on the lips She held the kiss until Justine separated her lips and Ruthie's tongue softly worked its way between them. Justine just soaked it up.

Justine then kissed Ruthie exactly as she had been kissed. 

The men could see the want in their kisses.

Sean took Justin aside and said, "Ruthie was gay before we met. She will probably remain mostly gay no matter how long our relationship lasts. I have no problem with her loving women. She knows that. I am hoping the woman she seduces tonight is already here, she is hungry for pussy."

Justin smiled and said, "Justine was gay when we met. She told me it has been months since she last had a girl. I will tell her we would not mind."

Immediately after he told Justine she had a green light the ladies excused themselves and headed for Sean's room in the resort.

Sean introduced Justin around the biker bar. 

The high school principal was there and he had a feeling he was being interviewed while they talked. 

She was a very tall redhead with a strangely funny sense of humor. Many women stopped by just to kiss her lips.

Justin liked her.

The principal's sister was also there, she owned the jewelry shop and that night he learned she was also recently widowed. She was with three friends one of which was Sean's mother. 




Felicity Ch. 35



His Mom told him they were not leaving that next week.

Apparently they were just visiting as he and Justine were. 

Justin decided not to ask him how he could leave Ruthie behind because as their ladies walked in he saw he would never be able to do so.

He wondered if he had the same look on his face.

He approached the jeweler and asked for a favor and she kissed him.

When Justine and Ruthie rejoined them they were holding hands and seemed to be very happy with each other.

Justin introduced her to the principal and they got along great.

The woman kissed Justine on the lips before she left.

Justine kissed every woman on the lips that Ruthie kissed on the lips. She shared phone numbers with several that she guessed had been with Ruthie more than once. Tongues were exchanged with them.

Justine shared a lovers kiss with Ruthie before she and Justin went back to their room.

Justine assaulted Justin immediately after they got in bed. She was insatiable then within seconds of his emptying himself in her she was asleep.

Sean had told Justin that there was a side effect of women fucking women, they got very horny for their men.

Foolishly he had not believed him.

That Sunday was spent lounging in the B&B's hot tub and fucking, they had hoped to see some of their new friends at dinner but none were around. They enjoyed their meal and each others company anyway.

Justin and Justine indulged in some voyeurism with the newlyweds in the hot tub that night, Justine and the bride, Becca, were topless. They talked and eventually lightly kissed. Becca must have liked the kisses since she was soon kissing Justine often.

Before each couple left for their respective rooms Justine and Becca kissed each other deeply as they caressed each others tits. 

Both fucked the hell out of their men that night. 

Justin had warned the groom.

They returned home on Monday but before they left town they picked up applications at the school district office. Their present schools were thirty-five miles apart with the fourth largest city in the country between them.

They moved her into his home the next day then there was nothing but sex for the next three days, neither dressed. They fucked in his shower, his patio, his kitchen, his living room and in his office.

They fucked on every table that could support her weight. They fucked on the waterfall watching bench often. 

They tried several positions until each admitted their favorites had to involve her tits on his chest.

The following Friday evening they went out to dinner and the following Saturday night they went to a club both had frequented before.

Their friends and former lovers said their relationship would never last and that evening in bed they resolved to never go to a place they used to hangout in before. They sealed their agreement with their longest lovemaking session to date. They could feel themselves leave their previous life behind.

They had said "Love you" often but Justin felt like it had the same impact as saying, "Your hair looks nice".

He stopped Justine as she was getting more coffee one morning and said, "Just to make things clear, I am in love with you."

He expected and hoped she would say the same but instead he saw tears.

"I am so happy to hear you say that. I was afraid you felt the thrill was gone. I love you deeply," she said between tears and embraced him tightly.

"Well, that clears that up," Justin said to himself as he kissed her softly.

They went to different places for dinner each Friday and a different place for dancing each Saturday. Some weekends those places were in the town on the coast.

While there she had been distracted by a new friend.

It was six weeks into their relationship when Justine noticed they had not separated once during that time.

"Well, except for that one hour," she said with a big smile.

"And the thirty minutes with the short redhead."

"Oh, yeah, she was fun. She is a science teacher too you know."

"Umm, do you need more time not alone?" Justin asked.

"No, it's not that. It's just that I thought it was an impossibility for anyone to do what we have done. That is one thousand and six and a half hours we have spent together out of a thousand and eight."

"You counted?"

"No, not really, it's easy to figure it out."

"For a math person maybe."

She kissed him and said, "The only thing that has bothered me about you so far was your overprotectiveness of your jungle but now that you have allowed me to put three plants out there I am fine."

"I'm not overprotective."

She gave him a 'poor deluded soul' look so he added, "Much."

The following kiss led to their third fuck of that day.

The time for their first decision had arrived, they needed to decide if they wanted to live in the coastal town. They had each gotten contracts to sign.

They had also gotten phone calls welcoming them to the town, the most important of which for Justine was from their new superintendent, Miss MacDuff. 

She and Justine had texted often as had seven other ladies they had met including Ruthie, Becca and three small redheads, all teachers. They had also met a couple very much like themselves but those two were musicians.

Justin and Justine were not surprised to learn from them that Ruthie and Sean had married.

They nodded at each other and signed their contracts and sent them back.

A week later they lived in the coastal town after Justin purchased a patio home just like the one he had just sold only bigger, and for less money. 

Miss MacDuff had introduced them to her sister, a realtor.

The sale of his first had covered the needed cash for the purchase of the second. The place was sufficiently bigger than the previous one that they saw empty spaces where none had been before.

"I will take care of that," Justine said.

"You take care of the inside, I will take care of the patio."

They agreed with a kiss that soon got out of hand. Afterward they went shopping.

Soon they had their jungle set up. Justin had replaced the waterfall with a bigger one that did not need a mirror and still had enough room for six more pots. He left three empty for Justine. 

She attacked him again.

Elvis had not noticed he was seventy miles closer to the equator but he had noticed the females his humans had brought for him.

Two weeks later on a Saturday morning they did not make love, the first Saturday they had not. They dressed and drove out for breakfast at the resorts's buffet. They spoke of their new schools and new friends but not of each other as they ate.

The day of their first school in-service was the following Monday although they had been in their new classrooms each day of that week. They were very happy to have decided to move.

But it was time for their big decision.

They went for a stroll after they finished breakfast. He put his hand in hers. She squeezed his hand hard and smiled at him but it was just a brave smile, she expected the relationship to end that day.

He had declined her offer to buy their home together.

They were on the beach in front of the resort, their favorite place to daydream. They sat on beach chairs and stared at the sea until she nervously asked him, "Do you want to continue as we have?"

"No," he said but before her tears fell he got on one knee and pulled a small velvet box out of his pocket. 

"Justine Sullivan, I love you. Will you m..........."

He did not get to finish his proposal, she squealed loudly then jumped into his arms and was devouring him with kisses as they rolled on the sand. 

Somewhere along the way it crossed her mind to speak and said, "Yes," then resumed ravishing him.

A pause in her assault later he again ended up on his back on the sand again when she saw her ring was the one she had admired as they walked past the jewelry store two months before.

The lucky girl was her.

They heard applause and looked up at the resort veranda and saw many people cheering for them. They waved and she showed off her ring then kissed Justin hard. 

It then dawned on Justine that the only one in town that did not know he was going to ask her to marry him was her. She punched his shoulder before giving him another voracious kiss then urged him on the way home. 

They had a lot of loving to do.

They married in Vegas, their jeweler had made all the arrangements.

Before their wedding night Justin and Justine went to a concert and learned that Ruthie had a big secret. Justine let her know she knew when her tongue invaded her mouth during their kiss after the show. Ruthie returned the favor.

Sean told Justin, "That is my wife."

Justin then understood the kiss.

They did not tell their grandmothers until the day before the wedding that it was them getting married. Both cried for over an hour. Both eventually moved together to their town.

Justine did not learn that Justin had money until her car broke down and he bought her a new one, cash.

He had inherited money from his grandfather and had bought both his first and second homes cash using part of his inheritance. 

He turned down her request to help buy the home because he did not need the money.

She punched his shoulder.

They suddenly had a lot of real friends, most were married or with partners, many with children. It took them a while but eventually they realized they had lived their lives alone for over ten years. The best friends they had ever had they had now. 

They belonged.

They were in their patio when they came to that realization. Both cried as they clung to each other.

Impromptu lesbian sex happened at times. Becca and her husband Don had moved to the town and Becca had decided Justine would be her first woman. 

Her husband and Justin went to a paintball tournament in the city that day. When they returned each woman was naked and horny and neither man made it past the living room still clothed.

When their husbands were empty the women ravished each other again. It was past midnight before their friends left.

Justin was ready for Justine's second assault.

The two couples fucked occasionally in the hot tub Becca had bought for their home but never swapped. They however did love watching each other. Becca became Justine's best friend.

Justine allowed him to watch all of her lesbian trysts but those episodes were rare, once or twice a month at best. He had permission to fuck a couple of Justine's sex partners but he was happy fucking her as she ate pussy. 

A lesbian orgy happened once a month at a friend's swimming pool and Justine became a regular. Those Sundays became enough for her. 

Justin learned from his friend the musician about a guy boat trip that took place the same day. The trip included gay, bi, and straight men. He never again had gay sex except on that boat. That was enough for him.

Yes, they lived happily ever after. And yes they were still addicted to shrimp linguini in garlic butter sauce. And empanadillas. And coconut ice cream.

And each other.



Felicity Ch. 36



Chapter 36: Ellie

I was a schoolteacher and she was a high-powered lawyer. I was a good listener, polite, semi-handsome and a patron of the arts.

She had just accumulated her tenth million when we became friends at a theater but I had no clue of that although I was fairly sure she made more money than a teacher.

Her name was Ellie.

She was very cute, small, a brunette with a very nice smile.

She had apparently assumed I was gay at first but never asked and I never said. Apparently that most guys that go to symphonies, musicals, and operas by themselves must be gay has become an entrenched urban legend.

Over time she had decided I was not and had just asked me to be her date at her firms Christmas party. Oddly she offered to pay me for my time.

Our conversation began at the intermission of Wicked and had continued at a nearby restaurant. We had agreed we loved the play. We were sharing calamari appetizers and drinking Asahi beer at a Japanese place across the street from the artist venues when she asked. 

I answered her proposal by saying, "Actually I noticed that there is always an empty seat next to you at each theater. I would prefer you take me there each time you need company."

"That would be even better, it would save me from having to coerce someone to come along with me. Mom has a boyfriend now so my usual date is not available."

"I am sure you can get any date at any time you want, what's the catch?"

"Thank you. How old are you?"

"Thirty-nine."

A brief silence ensued before she said, "I am forty. OK, forty one. I have never been married and although I enjoy men I seem to prefer women, but I do not want either. I am married to my career. 

I do need to be seen with a companion at events, which is why when you passed my drink to me at intermission and paid for it seven weeks ago I decided to hang around with you and invite you to sit with me. I can pay you a salary to be my boyfriend."

"Wow, kinky. What firm do you work for?"

"The Spencer-Davis Firm."

"The most conservative bastion in the city. How did you end up there?"

"My father was an original member of the firm but he never advanced much. He was handed most of the pro bono cases. I am in corporate law. 

The truth is I am tired of the proposals and the pressure to marry. 'We Are A Family Firm' is the corporate logo and I don't have a family except for Mom."

"I will be happy to be your date at the company party but you would have to be my date at our school party. Don't worry; everyone you will meet will be happy to see you. They think I am still in mourning over my failed marriage."

"Are you?"

"No, never have been more than mildly disappointed."

"I accept, if it's not the same night as my party."

"It is next Friday at a banquet room by the bay. Yours?"

"The Friday after that at the Marriot downtown. We have a deal. What should I wear to yours?"

"What you are wearing now would be fine. And yours?"

"Black tie. I will get you a tux."

"No need, I have one. Let me write down where the place is, we can meet there."

"Third floor at the head of the boardwalk?"

"Yes, I'm glad you know the place. Dinner will be fried seafood but you can get it grilled or a vegetable plate. I have to tell them by Tuesday."

"Grilled. We are having a seven-course dinner with three choices for each. I will bring you the request form. Right now I want more calamari and another beer."

I ordered two of each and we talked for another hour. 

During our nearly two year history of running into each other we had nodded to each other for some time then said hello for sometime but the last four months we have spent intermissions chatting with each other. We both had season tickets to each of the art venues and a couple of times we had run into each other at the baseball park or a classic rock concert. We were acquaintances.

On that early December Day we had become good friends.

After we finished the calamari and beer I walked her to her car and kissed her cheek before she drove away. I was about to back away in mine when she pulled up behind me, walked to my window and handed me her card. She had written her personal number on the back.

I asked her for another card explaining that teachers don't have them, and wrote my full name and cell number on the back. She leaned into my window and gave me a kiss on the cheek. As I drove home it came to me that had been my most enjoyable evening in years.

She called me the following Wednesday and asked me if we still had a date.

"Hell yes," I answered.

"Well OK then," she said. "I'll be there at seven."

"I will be by the door," I said.

When she came in we hugged. It was a real 'I am very glad to see you' hug. Once upstairs I introduced her to my friends and they immediately interrogated her. 

All liked her and some of my lesbian friends really liked her. She was soon at ease with all of them and had a great time.

As we visited with others around the room she held my hand. I wondered if she just wanted to present a positive image or was nervous to be in a room in which she knew no one but I could not figure that out. 

I eventually decided that she simply wanted to hold my hand. I was more than happy about that and I made sure we held hands at all possible times.

Dinner was good and the Secret Santa exchange was a lot of fun with many risqué presents. Ellie got an electric massager that could be used anywhere on her body, anywhere. She told everyone she already had the industrial strength version of the unit and offered to swap it. After the hoots and risqué remarks calmed down she swapped it with Lara, our school librarian, for an afternoon sailboat cruise with cheeses and wine on the bay.

Lara then received the brunt of the verbal abuse, which she really enjoyed.

The gift I had purchased for Ellie to give as a secret Santa was a DVD package of the Pink circus show that went to my best friend Angela, a lesbian.

Angela kissed Ellie right on the lips to the hoots of everyone. 

My mentor and good friend Fay showed shock and displeasure at the kiss. She saw the disappointment on my face and we stayed away from each other for the rest of the party.

As we were all getting ready to leave Fay came up to Ellie and told her how happy she was the I had chosen a pretty and intelligent woman then kissed her softly on the lips.

As surprised as I was by that kiss she surprised me even more when she kissed me on the lips; our first kiss.

She whispered in my ear, "I'm sorry. I'm an old woman. Please don't stop loving me."

"No chance of that," I said then gave her a soft kiss on the lips and a warm hug.

Fay then walked over to Lara and put her arm around her waist and kissed her cheek as she pretended to steal her vibrator. Everyone laughed at the very surprising stunt.

Fay then turned and winked at me.

"You two are important to each other," Ellie said.

"Yes we are."

After dinner Ellie led me to the amusement park and got tickets for the roller coaster. She saw the terror in my eyes and asked, "What?" Have you never been on a roller coaster?"

"Never voluntarily."

"Oh good, this not voluntary. Come on."

I managed not to scream or get sick and my eyes were open at times. Ellie laughed as she raised her arms every time we plunged towards the bowels of hell.

"Want to go again?" she asked me after we got back on safe ground.

"No, the line is too long. Lets go see who is playing music."

"OK," she said and held my hand as we walked over to the fountain area stage.

The band was good and people were dancing so we did too. I did notice she was trying to get me close to the squirting water fountain but I managed to stay away. After the dance I took her hand and led her right through the middle of it to the other side where Angela and her partner Mandy where watching us.

Not so miraculously we did not get wet. I had observed the sequence of the squirts and thought there was a ten second pause between the cycles and as I had hoped I got the timing right. 

Angela was incensed by our dry escape and ordered us to walk through again. I told her that Ellie needed to get home or we would but that I would call her the next time we were there.

"I do not need to go home just yet," Ellie said then drug Angie through the fountain. They got soaked. 

While Mandy and I watched two dolled up women play in the water she asked me if she should be worried.

"No, but she would allow both of you to seduce her."

"Hmm, very interesting." 

Fay and Lara came to us and hugged us then walked on. They were holding hands.

Mandy asked, "Did she say anything to you?"

"No, but she has apparently decided to make sure the people she likes know she likes them. She worries she is getting too close to dead."

"How old is she?"

"Just fifty three and healthy, but apparently she realizes she has missed a lot by acting like an old school marm all her life. You and Angie may need to seduce both of them."

Mandy said, "We have already seduced Lara."

We were laughing as the wet ladies came towards us with menace in their steps so we hurried away from the fountain and were near the parking lot before they caught up with us. Fleeing did little good as Angie and Ellie embraced us getting us very wet.

Ellie kissed me.

It was a real kiss.

I very much enjoyed it and she did not mind when I extended it a little. 

Our kiss ended when both our butts were slapped. Both Angie and Mandy gave me lascivious kisses but their kisses to Ellie were cheek kisses. After all they were teachers in a very public place.

We said goodnight and Ellie and I walked to her car holding hands.

I got another kiss with a full embrace then she got in her car and drove away.

I drove home thinking that Friday night was a hundred times better than the previous Friday night and that Friday night had been my best in well over a year.

"I should accept her offer of employment as boyfriend," I thought.

Ellie called me the next morning and asked where we were going to meet that night before the symphony concert.

"I didn't know we had a date for tonight."

"I reminded you while we were leaving the roller coaster."

"That would have been a bad time to ask me anything. I was thanking my lucky stars I was back on the ground. Anyway the answer is seven at the Hardrock. We can share a pesto appetizer and have a beer then after the concert go to the big Vietnamese place and pig out."

"You are such a good boyfriend. I might have to give you a raise."

"Good, I need it. You are an expensive girlfriend."

"See you at seven. Bye."

I said bye and wondered if she had really told me we had a date. My season tickets to the symphony were a lot like my baseball game tickets, scattered dates throughout the season, the cheaper season tickets. My next ticket for the symphony was for late January. Ellie likely had full season tickets and may have assumed I did too. 

Either way I was happy we had another date.

That night she kissed my lips before we sat at a table. We ordered and she brought out some legal papers from her purse.

She said, "This is an agreement that I can end our arrangement anytime I want and when I do you get one month's severance pay.

This one is a pre-nuptial agreement in case it seems to me we need to marry.

There is a clause that states you will keep our agreements a secret or they become null and void. This is for direct deposit of your paycheck.

You have been hired."

"I will not quit my teaching job," I said before looking at the papers.

"No, no, no, I don't want you to that at all. I like your friends better than I like mine. The main reason that clause is there is to make sure they don't have a reason to dislike me if I end the agreement. I will tell them you dumped me and get all their sympathy."

"Oh man, I forgot you are a lawyer. Give me the pen, I'll sign."

I signed the papers and the bank form and handed them back to her. She rolled them and put them in her purse then got on my lap and gave me a serious kiss that lasted until our beer and pesto arrived. 

I thought I heard applause.

She returned to her chair and for the next five hours were a normal date, considering my date was with my part time employer.

We held hands during the concert, we kissed at every opportunity, we stole each other's food at the Vietnamese restaurant and we kissed some more.

We kissed again before she got in her car then both of us headed south until she took the exit to the expressway.

I wondered if we would fuck.

As we kissed by her car I know she felt my erection but did not shy away from it. As she turned to get into her car her hand had lightly brushed against it. She had an "I know a secret" smile as she left.

Or it could have been my imagination.

Around ten that next Sunday morning she called and asked me if I was up for the champagne brunch at an island hotel. 

The football game I wanted to watch was the late game so I said; "I'll meet you there."

She kissed me with enthusiasm when we met and we again held hands as we walked in. The resort hotel's brunch is a buffet of Bellagio quality except much smaller. We ate like starving pigs and when done I suggested we walk it off with a stroll on the beach.

Holding hands was replaced by arms around each other, partly because it was December and it was cool on the Texas beach.

After a while she said she was cold so I had her jump on my back. She got a ride to her car and my body kept hers warm. She entertained herself by nibbling on my neck and ear.

When we got to her car we kissed then kissed some more.

"We are going to have to stop this or get in your back seat, people are staring," I said.

She unlocked her rear car door and got in and I followed. We made out like teenagers in the back seat of a car until a couple with kids came to the car next to hers. We heard the kids giggle.

We kissed again, got out of her car,kissed again as she got in the drivers seat then I got in my car and we went to our respective homes.

While on the way home she called me to thank me for a wonderful day. I apologized for not calling with my thanks first. She giggled and said bye.

I had decided that we were very likely going to fuck, she had pressed her body to my erection each time we kissed and had allowed my hands on her tits and thighs throughout our make-out session. Just before we had to stop her hand was sitting softly over my erection.

I masturbated as soon as I got home.

The game I wanted to watch was in the second half when I got to the TV. Ellie and I had again spent five hours together and again it seemed much less time than that.

We did not see or talk to each other that next week except for one phone call.

"Is it possible to start a fire hours after you set something up? No electronics involved?" she asked.

"Yes, easily. A mixture of hair gel and cat litter will get hotter as time goes by and if inside a flammable container like an envelope it will get hot enough to ignite it."

"So that was how they did it. Thanks, see you in the foyer at seven thirty Friday."

I said yes but she had already hung up. That evening I listened to the news wondering about suspicious fires but there was nothing.

Friday evening she looked astonishing. She always looked nice or better but that night she was amazing and I told her so, apparently several times.

She whispered, "You are not getting a raise so cut it out."

I said, "OK," and remained silent for a few moments then said, "You look delicious," and kissed her right there in front of everybody.

She seemed uncomfortable at first and I began to pull back from the kiss but her lips followed mine so I stopped my retreat. The kiss lasted until we heard someone clear their throat near us. 

An older couple was smiling at us and the woman said, "I would say get a room but you already have one. However, you have a lot of people to whom you need to introduce your boyfriend starting with us."

Ellie stood in front of me in such a way that she hid my erection but she pressed her ass to it giving it no chance to fade. 

I already knew she had a mean streak in her.

Fortunately my slacks hid it well enough so that it was not noticeable unless people were looking for it. Two women did look for it and both made sure Ellie knew they had seen it.

Somehow Ellie was proud of that.

My erection was brushed by her thighs, hands or ass until the long round of introductions ended just before the first course was being served.

The best I could say about dinner was that it was interesting. The chef had used a lot of wine and the food was presented well but as we started on the main course I already knew I was going to need a club sandwich from the deli. The portions were nearly microscopic.

After dinner there were prizes handed out and Ellie won a one-week vacation to Bora Bora for two. 

Several said to us, "What a perfect place for a honeymoon."

We just nodded.

The dance portion of the evening quickly degenerated into more interrogations so I suggested to Ellie we go to the deli and then go say hello to Angela and Mandy at their favorite club."

"Where is their favorite club?"

"Down the street from the deli."

"Oh," she said. Then she understood and said, "Ooh!"

At the deli we managed to eat all of our huge sandwiches, mine was corned beef and hers was pastrami. The beer was very good.

The line to go into the lesbian club down the street from the deli was long but Angie was waiting for us on the porch and just took us in with her, she had a VIP pass. 

Almost as soon as we got in a blur jumped into my arms and drowned me with kisses. 

She stopped for a minute and said hello to Ellie saying, "You must be the one that has put him in such a good mood. Thanks. I'm Andrea, his best daughter."

"My only daughter. This is Ellie; we just left her firms Christmas party. The place was full of old people."

"So you felt right at home then."

I swatted her butt then asked, "Where is Tracy?"

"She stayed at the hospital with her mother. Her mother may or may not have had a heart attack. She was her usual whiny self while I was there. Can you give me a ride home later?"

Before I could answer a young lady named Shelly took her hand and drug her out to the dance floor. I turned to say something to Ellie and found her in a full lip kiss with Mandy that did not end until Angie pinched her partner's butt then she kissed Ellie deeply.

After Angie and Mandy went to the dance floor I took Ellie's hand and led her to the bar. Veronica the bartender jumped halfway over the bar and kissed me. I introduced Ellie to her and Veronica kissed her too. Two Dos Equis quickly appeared on the counter for us.

"Many of the girls here know you, are you a regular?"

"No, maybe two or three times a year with Angie and Mandy. I have needed to pick up my daughter from here twice when her ride went off with someone else. Veronica and the tall girl about to kiss me are former students."

I endured the kiss the best I could, which was well.

After my young, tall, stacked former student left I said to Ellie, "Andrea has dabbled in gay sex but is not a lesbian. Her two best friends Tracy and Shelly, the blonde girl that dragged her out to the dance floor are. 

Andrea is not twenty-one-yet so she has that no alcohol wristband but she doesn't drink anyway. She is a sophomore at The University."

"Must be expensive for you."

"No, she has a full academic scholarship. She costs me less now than at any other time in her life."

"Lets dance."

I spent the next hour dancing with Ellie and assorted other women plus Richard, a gay former student and friend of Andrea. 

No one seemed to be surprised that there was a formally dressed couple dancing in a lesbian club.




Felicity Ch. 36



I did notice that Ellie and my daughter spent time in animated conversation punctuated by a kiss or two. I was happy to see they liked each other.

About an hour later the place had become very crowded so Ellie and I decided to leave.

I eventually found Andrea and we headed towards the hotel to drop off Ellie but when I got out to walk her inside she took the car keys out of my hand and gave them to Andrea. 

My daughter seemed to have expected it. She kissed Ellie on the lips and then me then drove off. Ellie took my hand and led us to her room.

Ellie said, "We need to shower first. Help me with the zipper. We have the room through tomorrow night so we do not need to get up early."

After many liberties were taken with each other's body in the shower we dried and went to bed. She opened her arms and legs for me and I kissed her as she guided my cock into her pussy. It was a tight fit but eventually I was all the way in. 

I sensed a fuck might be too uncomfortable for her at that moment so I kissed her lips then kissed my way to her smallish but perfectly shaped tits as I withdrew my cock out of her pussy.

I slid down and began kissing her inner thighs and pussy before I began to work on her clit. Within seconds after contact with her magic button she had an orgasm then had another ten minutes later. 

I kissed my way back up to her and again slid my cock into her pussy; there was little resistance now. 

I loved the combination sigh and groan she gifted to me.

I made love to her slowly taking strokes long enough to have my cock completely emerge before plunging back in; she had a very nice orgasm accompanied by a deep moan.

I wrapped my arms around her and rolled us over. She seemed, surprised, unsure of herself. I raised myself on my elbows and began sucking and nibbling her tits. She began the fuck slowly but was soon trying to fuck me to Moorea. Suddenly she could not breathe and her chest became covered with goose bumps then groaned loudly and sobbed.

I felt her pussy trying to strangle my cock and I erupted. Ellie was trembling in my arms, apparently trying to get off me but her pussy was not done with my cock. 

Slowly her trembling stopped. Her sobs stopped and she could now catch her breath. When she was breathing normally I kissed her and wrapped her in my arms.

We fell asleep.

She was awake when I got up to pee the next morning. I used the hotel mouthwash before returning to bed.

"Are you OK?' she asked.

"Absolutely. Are you OK?"

"No I'm not OK! You took me where I have never been before and I just knew I was going to die then I decided it would be OK to die but I wanted the orgasm first but when the orgasm began I just knew I would die during the orgasm then everything went blank. 

The next thing I remember you were asleep and I was still on top of you with your cock inside of me. I had another orgasm then went back to sleep with your cock still inside me."

Apparently she really liked our fuck. 

I kissed her softly as I caressed her tits. I maneuvered her over my body and she slid my cock back into her.

We talked.

"That was the best sex in my life by a factor of a million. Thank you for making love to me. Thank you for fucking my brains out."

"Actually when you lost your mind you were doing the fucking. It was easily my best sex too. 

By the way you scared me almost as much as you scared yourself. I think we should just work on normal passionate sex instead of otherworldly sex for a while. We likely both need complete physicals anyway" 

"Yeah, you are right. I don't have the energy for that now anyway. This is a good rhythm, you can climax at anytime, I don't think I can."

"This is good sex, lovemaking. Go until it feels uncomfortable to you then we will go find breakfast."

"Deal."

She fucked us for about ten minutes then Ellie had a gentle orgasm. We fucked for another three minutes then she stopped.

"I am getting a little sore," she said.

"Stop but just stay there, your pussy needs to get used to my dick. How long has it been since you had sex with a man?"

"Twelve years."

"Wow. Don't you have any toys?"

"My finger and shower-head are it. That monster I got at your party last week would have been fine but I already knew we would fuck. But you are right, I need to get used to your cock in me. It feels good right now."

We kissed.

"When can you go to Bora Bora?" she asked.

"Spring break. Will it be our honeymoon?"

"Yes, I think so. Would you mind?"

"No, not at all. How many days of vacation do you get each year?"

"Thirty, I have accumulated well over two hundred. I take it you like to travel."

"Yes but I have been putting off some destinations until I had someone to travel with."

"Like where?"

"Paris, Venice, Vienna, Seville, and Bora Bora. A few more."

"You will have company for those you mentioned. One per year OK?"

"Not really, but I have places I want to go that I assume you would not want to."

"Like where?"

Machu Pichu, the Amazon, Kenya, Puerto Rico, back to Costa Rica, a few more."

"Hold off on Puerto Rico and Costa Rica as long as you can, I want to go there too."

"Do you have any days off for Christmas?"

"Yeah, from Christmas Eve through New Years Day."

"That is long enough for either of the last two. Are you ready to go?"

"I don't have a passport."

"Puerto Rico it is then. A passport must be your first task on Monday. You will need one for Bora Bora and that is just over two months from now. It is going to be a close call as it is."

We kissed. In the following silence we reviewed out conversation in our minds and realized we had just agreed to marry.

Neither of us had any qualms about that; we were fine with the decision.

We kissed some more.

My cock was still erect and still in her pussy. Both reminded us of that so I turned us over then put her legs on my shoulder. I took two long slow strokes and she moaned so I stopped.

"No, no, no, don't stop, don't stop."

I resumed the fuck with long slow thrusts. I again allowed my cock to kiss her pussy lips each time before plunging back in. She groaned into a deep orgasm and my cock erupted into her.

After allowing her legs to fall off my shoulders I rolled us to our sides and kissed.

We were still in that position when we heard the door open, a gasp, and then the door closed. We smiled at each other.

"We need to take a shower, eat breakfast then shop for a ring," she said.

"I'm glad I have a part time job, you have already cost me a fortune."

"Hmm, I have a confession to make. Except for the bank form those were not real documents I had you sign. I just wanted to know if it was me or my money you wanted."

"I take it you have money."

"Yes."

"In that case I want both, minimum of a thousand dollars a month in salary and a travel allowance triple that. I also want naked dancing girls to bring me my coffee in the morning. Ow!"

That last demand got me my butt slapped. To prevent further attacks I embraced her and kissed her.

"How long have you been in love with me?" she asked.

"About a year."

"And if I had not made the first move I would still be waiting?"

"Probably."

"You couldn't tell I wanted you to talk to me, keep me company, love me?"

"Well no and lately you seemed to be mad at me for some reason."

"I was not mad, I was furious when I realized you loved me but still would not make a move. I have been in love with you for as long as you have been in love with me. I am still furious and it will cost you a thousand carat diamond for that."

"Sorry, you were too important to me to risk rejection."

She smiled and kissed me then said, "Well, OK. A hundred carat diamond ring."

We kissed, dressed and after a nice breakfast in the hotel we went in search of a diamond. Our quest took us to a small coastal town called Felicity that had a somewhat famous jewelry designer. One of Ellie's girlfriends had raved about the artist when she showed off her rings. 

At the jewelers Ellie fell in love with one of the first three choices almost immediately although she looked at nine before going back to the first screen. The ring had an only one-carat diamond, but the diamond was surrounded by rubies. I put it on my credit card.

The ring would be ready after New Years the woman said. She was going to Vegas the day after Christmas to visit with friends and watch her favorite band play. She invited us to join them and before I could demure Ellie accepted.

"How do we get tickets to the show, what day is everyone going to be there, which hotel?" I asked.

I was stunned to hear that the flight and the tickets were free and the Bellagio had a discounted set of rooms. 

She then had her assistant take Ellie aside to measure her ring size.

The woman whispered to me, "You know, the wedding bands can be ready before we go. Vegas has nice wedding chapels so if you get the urge...."

"Please bring them with you."

She nodded then added, "There is a second plane to Vegas two days after we go and it has several empty seats. Anyone you can think of that you would want at the wedding?"

"Maybe eight people. She probably has at least that many."

"No need for names yet but I will need a confirmed number by next Friday, two days before Christmas. 

"You will have it. I love you."

"Are you talking to me or my magnificent tits?"

"Them too."

After our fingers were measured Ellie and I kissed the woman on the lips, both of our kisses to her were well past prudent. She seemed to be very happy with them. Her name was Wendy.

"See you Friday of next week," she said.

We looked around the town for a while and had lunch at a seafood restaurant downtown. Their swordfish with sauce was amazing. We then went to the resort and had mojitos as we stared at the sea.

"This is a very nice town. We should come back some weekend," Ellie said and I agreed.

We drove back to the city and had dinner at the big Vietnamese restaurant then spent the night fucking and making love. She plunged into another otherworldly orgasm as I was making soft, slow love to her. She was out before I had finished emptying my cock in her pussy.

I loved that.

She took me home the next morning and my daughter greeted her with a firm embrace and kiss on the lips. They walked into my patio and held hands and as Andrea showed her my potted jungle I fixed us breakfast.

After breakfast I told Andrea that Ellie and I were going to Vegas the following week. "We are going to...."

I did not have a chance to finish as she squealed and covered Ellie and me with kisses. Apparently she had assumed Ellie and I were getting married and approved. 

Ellie looked at me expecting to correct her and when I didn't she squealed and kissed me passionately.

Andrea, Fay, l Lara, Angie and Mandy were absolutely agog by the concert but only mildly surprised by the wedding.

Ellie's mother and mine were very surprised by both. Ellie's best friend at work, her maid of honor and former lover Alexis, was stunned by everything but especially by being Ellie's maid of honor at her wedding. 

My best male friend and best man was relieved, he had been the one to introduce me to my first wife. He had been my best man then too.

Ellie and I stayed in Vegas a week and so did Andrea and our mothers. We saw a different show each night and I gave them a hundred dollars gambling money each day. Andrea was four hundred dollars ahead on the second day and stopped gambling but took my hundred dollars for the next three days. Ellie had lost three hundred when she quit but also took two hundred from me. Our Mom's came out even for the week. They did not give me the first hundred back.

I did not gamble.

I was surprised to see Fay and Lara on our plane back home, I thought they had already left. They were holding hands. They had stayed the entire week too.

She blushed when I nodded to them and more so when Ellie kissed her lips.

Lara whispered to me, "Thanks for convincing her to let go, I have been in love with her for years."

I kissed both and Andrea decided she needed to kiss Lara too then kissed Fay again. She had known Fay all her life.

Andrea was in shock when a tall blonde named Ruthie came back to congratulate us. Before moving on the tall woman whispered into Andrea's ear then kissed her lips.

"What did she say?" Ellie asked.

"That it's a secret."

When we landed a couple of Andrea's new friends asked her to spend a couple of days in town and she did. Apparently lesbian sex happened often. Andrea stayed for four days.

The following week Ellie told me I needed to go to her bank and get my debit card and I did. I did not check on the balance at that time.

Our trip to Bora Bora was paid for so I had no problems covering the incidental expenses. We had an over water cabin and spent all our time in the water or in the bed except for meals. 

We learned that fucking in the water cannot be rushed. 

We learned that slow fucks in seawater were very enjoyable.

We learned that watching my cum curl its way from her pussy to the surface was cool.

We learned that it was especially enjoyable when another newlywed couple watched us fuck from their cabin.

It was June and I was on summer break and I had yet to allow Ellie to pay for anything while we were together. But my savings account had shriveled up after paying for the rings and Vegas shows. It was down to three thousand dollars so before we departed for Paris I checked my debit card balance.

She had deposited one hundred thousand dollars on January second and five thousand dollars a month since then to my account.

I had more money in the bank than I had ever had or would ever have on a teacher's salary.

She told me I was a consultant with her firm and had earned the hundred thousand check when thanks to me she proved a factory fire was arson by the owner and saved the insurance company many many millions. The five thousand a month was from her expense account as I was her science expert.

"That money is really so you will treat me like the queen I am."

I bought her a three-dollar tiara.

Ellie had lived in a luxury condo a lot bigger and much more expensive than mine but liked my patio home better so she moved in with me. Andrea lived with me too but was away at school most of the time. 

Ellie got a bit carried away while shopping for her step-daughter's Christmas presents that next winter so I hid a few away for birthday presents and gave her a stern lecture about the greediness of children. 

She kissed me and agreed I was right then took the presents I had hidden and put them back under the tree.

I gave Andrea a new Corolla on the following Christmas. Her Corolla was nine years old.

I gave Ellie a new Camry; her Camry was six years old.

Much to my surprise she gave me a new Camry even though mine was only eleven years old.

We spent our Christmas break in Costa Rica, the next spring break in Spain, June in Vienna and Prague, and late December in Puerto Rico. Even with extravagant spending, (for a teacher), when we returned from each trip at the end of the month I had more money than I did before we left.

Andrea graduated with honors and decided she wanted to go to gradate school. She still lived at home and we made sure she understood she always could. She had come home at each break and for summer vacation each year.

During our third summer as a family of three Ellie caught me with a tear in my eye. 

I was forced to confess that it had just sunk into my brain that my wife and my daughter were truly mother and child.

She was stunned. She had no idea what to say or do until Andrea came in the room. 

Ellie ordered me to, "Tell her what you just told me."

I did and we were all suddenly in tears hugging and kissing each other.

Every three-day weekend Ellie and I went to the small town of Felicity, Andrea had come with us although we seldom saw her once there. She had accumulated a large group of friends in the small town. So had Ellie and me.

Andrea lived with us until she finished her master's and got a teaching job in Felicity.

We had the best chicken soup and the best sweet wine, and the best empanadillas ever in that coastal town. We loved Andrea's friends. 

Andrea gifted us with a granddaughter although she remained single. Neither Ellie nor I asked her about the father and her only comment about him was that he had great genes. Our granddaughter showed us he may have been Asian.

Our trip planning board still had seventeen destinations on it after five years so Ellie semi-retired from her law firm and took days off when I had days off. We could now take three trips each summer.

Our granddaughter's father miraculously appeared and we were all soon in Vegas for another wedding. Andrea confessed she had left him because he was younger than she. 

I reminded her that her mother was two years older than me. Ellie punched me in the chest. She did not bother reminding her it was true for just three months each year.

Ellie and I loved our son soon after we met him.

Ten years after we married I still had not spent much of the money Ellie had deposited for me and I now had well over half a million dollars in my account. Ellie still had her millions so I retired early and she became an emeritus member of her firm and we moved to Felicity too. We now had two granddaughters.

The drive to the theater district was just over an hour by car or twenty minutes by air from the town's airport. We spent the nights in a downtown hotel in the city. Often friends made trips to the city with us.

We are both now in our early fifties but feel and act just as we did when we married. We were still very horny for each other.

No one we knew seemed to be getting older but all attributed that to being very happy with their lives.

Then we met some aliens and the town moved.



Felicity Ch. 37



Chapter 37. Andrea

I had just finished my freshman year at the university which turned out to be a surprisingly easy year for me. Mom had home schooled me every school year except first, sixth and twelfth. Those years were for social development she had said. I had yet to go into a classroom without already knowing the lesson being taught.

I had found that getting laid was also easy for me. I was tall with a nice smile and easy-going disposition. I played on the varsity baseball team and ran track.

I looked vaguely like a nearly redheaded Asian; which was not surprising, my Chinese grandmother had married a redheaded Texas guy. Mom looked like her mother and had married a tall American soldier and I was what I was.

It was an end of the school year party at someone's house; I was on the floor, naked, with a pussy on my face and a pussy over my cock. I had reached for both set of tits and guessed I did not know either girl.

They had their orgasms and left me on the floor with my unfulfilled cock straight in the air. Before I got up a woman said, "Stay, it's my turn."

I thought of her as a woman, she looked to be about three or four years older than me and had a deep slightly gravelly voice that was memorable. She raised her skirt and impaled herself on me with a sigh. She pulled off her shirt exposing her marvelous tits and brought them to my lips. I gently devoured them and she moaned.

"I know you," she said. I know you are polite, caring, and very smart. You are also very handsome and very athletic. You will sire fine children."

She kissed me and began the fuck but it occurred to me I was in a trap. My expression apparently told her what I was thinking.

"No, I don't want a man in my life but I do want a child. You will get me pregnant tonight then never see me again."

I looked into her eyes and saw she was telling me the truth but I was still uncomfortable about our tryst and pried her off me and stood. 

She gave me a small smile and began to walk away until I took her hand and said, "Wait. Let's go get something to eat and talk. You may still get your wish tonight."

She nodded and we got dressed then I took her hand as we walked to an Italian Café. I had seen her there with some girlfriends almost as often as I had seen her in the education building.

She was beautiful but didn't know she was. She was apparently very intelligent as she had been summa cum laude in high school and in her undergraduate studies. I had heard her friends call her braniac and kid her about her awards.

Had we been closer in age I would have already asked her out but I had been taught to respect my elders, not ask them for a date.

We sat in a booth and ordered then I introduced myself.

"I know who you are," she said.

"But I don't know who you are."

She looked at me in silence for a while then said, "I'm Andrea."

I already knew her name was Andrea as I had heard her friends call her that.

"Andrea, nice name. Are you graduating this weekend?"

"Yes, masters in education. I already have a job."

"And want to be a mother. Why me?"

"You have the best genes and I want the best genes for my child."

I was sure she had noted my Asian heritage and was not bothered by the possibility of having an Asian looking child. 

I liked that and I liked her.

I nodded and smiled at her as our dinner was placed in front of us. We had both ordered calamari in egg noodles and Alfredo sauce.

"You are a gorgeous woman, why were you alone at the party and why don't you have a boyfriend?"

"Thank you. The truth is I prefer women but my girlfriend took off with another yesterday and finding myself alone made me think I did not want to be alone all my life. I decided that a child would be he best way to solve that. You were the first man in me. Do you remember me being here?"

"Yes, you were with three other girls."

"The blonde was my girlfriend."

I realized she was inexperienced. I mulled things over in my mind then went fishing.

"But you were OK when your partner left, you did not love her."

"Yes, probably true. But she was company and the sex was good although apparently not good enough for her."

"She was already cheating on you."

"Yes, but she told me we were a couple."

"But you did not believe her."

"No."

That conservation seemed to have shaken a gloom off her and her smile turned from polite to real.

After we ate in silence for a while I said, "I love this."

"Me too." 

I nodded as we finished our food and drank our ginger ales. As we waited for my check I kissed her softly. She smiled and kissed me back.

As we walked to the register we held hands.

"When are you leaving town?" I asked as we stepped outside.

"Sunday morning."

It was Friday evening.

"Let's go to my place and get you pregnant."

She smiled softly and followed me home. We took a shower together then I made love to her until she had an orgasm then I filled her pussy with ejaculate. I cuddled to her and we went to sleep. 

The experience had felt natural somehow. It was not my most passionate fuck but it may have been the most memorable fuck, sex, lovemaking experience I had ever had. Fuck too or did I already say that.

She was astride my body fucking me when I woke up the next morning. I kissed her tits and caressed her ass until she had an orgasm then I filled her pussy with cum once again.

We got out of bed, showered and dressed then went to breakfast. We ran into some of my friends and I introduced her as my tutor and complained she would be leaving me the next day. 

I was not aware we were holding hands until I saw my friends looking at them.

The guys asked her how she could work with me without strangling me and she smiled sweetly and said, "That was the hardest part."

Great line. Our child had a very good chance to be special I thought.

I gave all a mortally wounded act before Andrea and I returned to my home still holding hands. 

We immediately got undressed and fucked again. I did not cum that time; her orgasm had come before I was anywhere near ready for mine.

"I did not know fucking a guy could be so, so, entrancing. Thank you for making love to me and my pussy," she said.

"I like you and your pussy. At what time do you need to be in the auditorium?"

"At one."

"Is your family going to be there?"

"Yes but they will be leaving directly after the ceremony, they are flying to Venice."

"Business?"

"No, it's a fuck, eat and sightseeing trip. They call it FEAST trips but I figured out that is what they do."

"Nice. Have you been on trips with them?"

"Puerto Rico and Costa Rica. They invited my ex on the last one. I learned I was not in love with her when she stayed at the apartment of a friend and they were having sex but I still wanted to be in Costa Rica with my parents. I rarely thought of her those ten days.

I told her I had spent a week in Costa Rica and we shared our experiences. My trip was with my Mom.

We cuddled silently for a while and I could sense she wanted me to fuck her again.

"Have you ever sucked a cock?"

"No. I have heard that semen has a tremendously bad taste."

"I was thinking in terms of getting my cock erect so we could fuck again."

She smiled then slid down my body and slurped my cock into her mouth. A few sets of directions later she was doing an amazing job of resurrecting my cock. I pulled her over me and she was soon in mid fuck.

She was no longer in it for the sperm; she was in it for the orgasms. She had three before I ejaculated into her.

She kissed me and began to get off me but I held her in place and resumed the kiss. She giggled and we just kissed until my cock slid out of her.

She again began to get off me but I kept kissing her so she stayed.

Several minutes later we were both asleep.

Something told me we needed to get up and when I looked at the clock I saw it was after twelve.

"Get up, you have a graduation ceremony to attend."

"No problem, I'm already dressed," she mumbled.

"Sweetheart you are naked draped over a naked guy with your pussy kissing his sleeping cock."

She giggled and said, "Oh, then I better go home and get my gown."

She dressed and left claiming she did not need a ride so I went into the shower then dressed well. I got to the auditorium with plenty of time and made sure she saw me. She gave me a big grin. I figured out who her parents were and they certainly looked very proud of her. Both were close to tears.

After the ceremony I stood back until her parents left then walked over to her and took her hand. I took her to a seafood restaurant and we ate a late lunch/early dinner before returning to my house for another fuck; no, we made love. There were more kisses than strokes that time. 

We slept in each other's arms for a while.

That night she asked, "Do you have any porn videos?"

"Well I have two that have explicit sex although they are not classified as porn, Short Bus and Nine Songs. I also have two from the eighties that are porn, Behind the Green Door and Insatiable."

"Lets watch one of those."

We remained naked and watched "Insatiable" as she caressed my cock and I caressed her pussy. She had two nice orgasms before my cock became useful again.

She straddled me and sunk my cock back in her but did not fuck right away; instead she watched the movie and kissed me.

I kissed her tits and caressed her ass and eventually she began the fuck.

She said, "You got me pregnant on our first fuck last night. This and all the other fucks are because I wanted more, wanted you. You have been even better than I hoped and have treated me as if I was the love of your life. I thank you for that. 

Don't worry about our child or me; we will be fine. I will never forget you."

She kissed me passionately as she began a wild fuck that had us cumming with great intensity. We panted to a halt and again went to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning she was gone.

It was not until then that I realized I did not know where she lived, where her hometown was or where her job was.

I knew that was for the best but I was still very upset.

I tried to find her but everyone that would be likely to know her would have graduated the year before. The previous years yearbook gave me a last name and that she was from Houston but did not help at all, I was from Houston and so were another five million people.

Nine months after she left I was numb thinking that she was having my baby. I wanted to see them, hold them.

It took some effort not to cry.

For the rest of my college life I compared all the girls to her and found them to be insufficient. I did fuck a few that just wanted a fuck but I never had a girlfriend. I found myself being somewhat faithful to someone I would never see again.

My nerves were on edge, I felt the need to be busy so I took full class loads and went to summer school. I completed a degree in Education then graduated with a Masters in Biochemistry a semester before the rest of my class graduated with their Bachelors degrees. 

I was offered a job with a large pharmaceutical company. The money was good and I got to travel so I took it.

On a Friday morning in early June three years later I found myself at a town on the coast introducing our new improved antibiotic. The doctor was happy to see me as she had a patient with a case of West nile fever that had been difficult to defeat. I left her samples to use then checked in at the beach resort. I was going to take the next three days off and be on the road again on Tuesday.

That Friday as I wandered around the town I was thinking it would be a great place to live. I ate great food and made a few friends. That evening I ended up in a lesbian biker bar that was a lot of fun. I made a lot of new friends there and could have gotten laid had I wanted to do so but I was too tired and needed to rest.

The following Saturday I went deep-sea fishing and caught a ten-pound king fish that a seafood restaurant in town cooked for me that evening. I shared it with all who wanted some. I made more new friends.

The following Sunday I spent on the beach. I was about to settle down on a lounger when a little girl ran right into me causing me to flip right over it. The little girl seemed to be vacillating between terror and laughter. Her expression made me laugh so she chose laughter.

"Who are you? The town avenger?"

"No, my name is Susan and I am hiding from my Mom."

"Does your Mom know you are hiding from her?"

"Not yet, she went to get us ice cream."

"So your Mom is coming back with ice cream for you and you will not be there. Wont the ice cream melt?"

"Oh. Right. I guess I better go back. Sorry I knocked you over."

"I forgive you this time but if it happens again I will tell your Mom you have to get all your shots all over again."

"No, no. No more shots."

"Well OK then. Hurry before the ice cream melts."

She ran towards the town's beach area and I got my body into the lounger.

About thirty minutes later I decided I needed ice cream and walked over towards the vendor. Susan saw me and walked to me.

"Are you getting ice cream?"

"Yes I am. Knowing you had one made me want one. Which do you like better?"

"The coconut or the rainbow, but the two together don't taste good."

"Good advice," I said and ordered two coconuts.

"Are you moving into town?"

"No, just passing through. I just brought a new medicine to the clinic and after they try it and if it works they will order more and then I go to the next town."

"You travel a lot?"

"Yes, most of the time."

"Oh."

"You seem disappointed. You are gorgeous but I'm not ready to get married."

She burst into giggles and suddenly ran off. She was gorgeous, a brunette with high cheekbones and an infectious giggle.

I saw her go to her mother who was on a lounger reading. She was wearing a wide brimmed hat and sunglasses but I could see she was a fine looking woman. I walked behind them as I returned to my lounger but Susan ran next to me and held my hand.

"Oh no, you're not getting my ice cream too," I said. 

I had seen her give her ice cream to her mother.

She giggled and said, "Mom told me to say thanks and apologize to you for trying to fix you up with her. I told her you got the ice cream for her but she did not want me to invite you over."

"That's too bad, she looks like a very pretty lady."

"She is the prettiest Mom in town."

"Wow, you must be proud of her."

"I am but she needs a boyfriend. Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Just you."

She again burst into giggles and ran off.

I got to my lounger and finished my ice cream then went into the sea to get the stickiness out of my hands. That took a bit longer than expected because I was distracted by a woman diving off her husband's shoulders. Sometimes when she surfaced her tits would be exposed. She graciously took her time enclosing them back up.

When I returned to the lounger Susan was in it.

"Hey, that's my seat."

She giggled and got off then said, "Mom told me to leave you alone because I was bothering you."

"I thought bothering people was your job."

She giggled again then ran back to her Mom.

I had about thirty minutes of peace and quiet before she came back.

"We are going home now, bye."

She gave me a quick hug then ran to her Mother that was now just ten feet away from me. I felt like she was staring at me through her big sunglasses and I began to feel uneasy until she said, "Good to see you again."

That voice sent chills down my spine; it was Andrea. 

Susan was my daughter.

I quickly got up and asked both to join me for dinner at the Italian restaurant downtown.

"I understand they have the best shrimp linguini in the world."

"Mom, please. I want to."

"I'm in sales and just passing through town. I will be gone on Tuesday but would like to have a memory of two beautiful ladies having dinner with me before I go."

"Mom, please?"

Finally Andrea said, "We both love their shrimp linguini so I guess we could. At about six?"

"Perfect."

"We will meet you there."

We had to wait for a table but we were soon enjoying our dinners. Andrea and I kept our conversation as if we had just met that day. She was reluctant to give me any information but Susan answered all my questions.

Andrea asked me what attracted me to pharmaceutical sales and I answered, "The money is good. That and there were no school jobs open when I graduated mid-term."

"You graduated early?' I thought you would extend the college experience as long as possible."

"I had every intention of doing that but an incident at the end of my first year changed it. My nerves became jingly and I used the extra energy to study."

After a short pause she asked in a low voice, "Was it a traumatic experience?"

"Yes, it was."

"There was another longish silence at the table before Susan asked, "Did your girlfriend break up with you?"

I thought about it for a few seconds then said, "Yeah, she left."

"Did you love her?"

I took even longer to answer that; I had never considered my symptoms that way. I suddenly decided to change the subject and asked Susan if she had finished kindergarten.

Andrea had apparently been holding her breath; I heard a sort of sigh/sob but did not look at her.

"No, I finished first grade. I won the price for best student," Susan answered.

"Well, I am impressed, and here I thought you were just the bothersome avenger. Or are you both?"

"She is definitely both," Andrea said with a smile.

We finished dinner and the waitress came by and asked if we wanted desert.

"Coconut ice cream for me," I said.

"Strawberry for me," Susan said.

"Coconut flan for me," Andrea said. 

Then to me Andrea said, "They get the flan from the bakery across the street, they make the best everything there."

Susan finished her ice cream before I had taken my third bite so when the waitress came back she told her, "Now I want a coconut ice cream."

The waitress looked at me and I nodded.

"Your father is a pushover," she said to Susan.

"Oh, he is not my Daddy yet," Susan replied.

Andrea and I blushed but the waitress misunderstood and just nodded at us with a smile. Andrea seemed to have been shaken by that exchange.

We did look like a family enjoying dinner out. I spent my time falling in love with my daughter. Susan did a lot of giggling. Andrea spent her time in Mom mode but it was obvious to me she was holding something in check the best she could.

I had walked to the restaurant and Andrea offered me a ride back to the hotel. When we arrived Susan said, "Mom, show him where we live so he can find us when he comes back."

"I'm not sure he would want to see us again."

"Actually I would. Susan is the first girlfriend I have had in years."

Susan giggled and Andrea drove on to their home; which turned out to be a patio home in a nice complex.

"Coffee?" Andrea asked.

"I would love some," I said.

While Andrea brewed the coffee Susan led me to her room and told me she had decorated all of it by herself with Mom's help. 

She had a soccer trophy for her team winning her league championship and a diploma for graduating from first grade. There was a large picture of her and her Mom in which they both looked just gorgeous.

"Do you know if there are little pictures like that? I would love to have one."

"Yes, I know where they are."

"Don't tell your Mom, she might be saving them for someone."

"Oh, OK."

With the photo secure in my wallet we sat on her patio and drank our coffee as Susan chattered away.

Susan asked me to spend the night and before Andrea had a chance to object I declined reminding her I had paid a lot of money to stay at the resort.

That seemed to satisfy her but when I looked at Andrea she was biting her lip and seemed to be shaking.




Felicity Ch. 37



"I better go, it has been a fabulous day thanks to you ladies. Don't worry, I can find my way in this small town and anyway the linguini needs to be walked."

I walked to the door and gave Susan a short quick kiss on the lips then intended to give Andrea the same but she turned her cheek to me so I kissed that. 

The kiss lasted longer than intended and she shuddered but did not move. I kissed her again close to her lips. She turned to look at me and I kissed her lips. The kiss was soft and lingering. I put my arms around her and whispered, "I love you."

She began to cry and said, "I thought I had missed my chance back then, I am not missing it now."

She took my hand and led me back inside. Susan was jumping up and down cheering. We sat on the love seat and kissed as Susan showered kissed on both of us.

"I have a Daddy," she said.

"Yes, you have your Daddy," Andrea said.

Susan did not catch the wording.

We eventually noticed it was Susan's bedtime. I told her the story of the flying turtle and she was soon asleep. I found Andrea in her shower and I joined her in it. We kissed and played but reserved the sex for her bed.

I lay down on my back and she straddled me. Penetration was a bit difficult so as soon as she had engulfed my cock I brought her down and we began a kiss.

"Your cock was the first and last one in me. It feels enormous right now so I will need to go slowly."

"We have all the time in the world."

We kissed some more as I caressed her. She began the fuck and had an orgasm in less than a minute.

She paused to moan and resumed the fuck at a faster pace. Her pussy was now well lubricated.

She had another orgasm five minutes later and paused to catch her breath and kiss me. I rolled us over and began a slow, long stroke fuck and after five minutes she was fighting her body until a loud groan announced a major cum. Before she had recovered I began a furious fuck and took her to another shuddering cum as I filled her pussy.

I rolled us back over and we waited to catch our breath.

She said, "All those years I had suspected our sex was so good because we loved each other. I decided that was unlikely but now I know it was true. Which is good because I think you just made me pregnant again."

"A son would be nice."

"Or a sister for our daughter."

"We wasted over six years."

"No, we weren't ready then although I was ready for you about three years ago. We were there for your graduation but you were not. I thought you had transferred or dropped out. It never crossed my mind you could have already graduated."

"In that case we have really wasted three years."

"Yeah, but I am still over three years older than you."

"Good thing, when you reach cougarhood I will still be a horny guy."

"The years don't seem as dramatic now as it did when you were still a teenager. I can in fact ask you what you are going to do with the rest of your life and not dread the answer."

"Well, in the morning you will need to take me to the school district office and see if they have a place for a chemistry teacher. Then the three of us need to go to Vegas and get married. I will need to continue working until the end of June then move in here with my wife and daughter. Simple really."

"Yeah, simple. Do you have the money to buy me a ring?"

"Yeah, we can do that tomorrow too."

"You will need to adopt your own daughter."

"Probably not. You can just request a paternity test, it comes back positive, so we change her last name. Simple really."

"Yeah, simple. 

I love you. I probably fell in love you when you turned down my fuck at the party but then took me to dinner. By the time we went to your home I knew you were the right guy. When I left your bed to come here I knew I was in love with you."

"When I woke up that next morning I knew there was something wrong with me. I didn't realize I had already fallen in love with you until I kissed you at the door today. There was never anything wrong with me."

"Yes there is, you fell in love with an older woman."

"That is a sign of great intelligence."

We kissed and she said, "I have to call Mom."

"Me too," I said.

My conversation with Mom was mostly me repeating myself. I was surprised she knew the town I was in.

Her conversation with her parents was loud and happy and almost impossible to follow but I learned they would be in town the next day. As soon as she hung up Andrea gave me her soul in a kiss.

I gave her mine.

We cuddled and kissed for a while until she said, "Your cock is ready again."

We fucked and made love from nine that evening until one in the morning and again as soon as we woke up.

She dressed and went to the kitchen and said, "You will need to lead her to the pot and then load her toothbrush for her then wash her face with a wash cloth. She is a morning zombie."

I dressed and used Andrea's toothbrush then went to get my daughter ready. I carried her to the table and her mother said, "She can walk to the table for herself you know."

"Well she wont have to for a while."

Our day went as planned, we got an application at the school district office then Andrea drove me to the resort, I checked out and took my stuff to her house. After we put it away the three of us got in my SUV and went to a jewelry shop in town.

The redheaded lady owner took her to a computer at the back of the store and began to show her rings as Susan and I watched a screen of the choices in front. Apparently there was a screen that faced outside because soon a crowd had gathered. Two women saw Susan and dashed in. 

"Is that your mother choosing?'

"Yes," Susan said with pride. "This is my new Daddy."

Both women kissed me hard then introduced themselves and sat with us and watched as Andrea deliberated her ring choices.

When her grandmother arrived she squealed her way in and Susan jumped into her arms and she kissed me as she held her granddaughter. Her grandfather gave me a handshake that turned into a hug. 

More women came in and when Susan's mother Ellie confirmed to them that I was Andrea's fiancé they kissed me before introducing themselves. I understood by then that the women of the town did things backwards.

The redheaded lady came to the front and asked for me to come speak to her. She quietly asked me if there was a financial limit on the purchase. "Ten thousand dollars," I said.

"All the ones she likes are well under that but she is afraid to bankrupt you. I will tell her you said any of them would be fine."

Seconds after the lady went back the choice was made and I took my credit card to the desk. Her rings and mine cost me just under seven thousand dollars. I had a twenty thousand dollar limit on my card and paid it off each month.

Not that next month.

My normal expenses went to my company card and I had managed to save over a hundred thousand dollars in just over three years but I knew I still had Vegas and the paternity test expenses coming up.

That was when I realized I was going to take a huge pay cut by becoming a teacher. But I was going to have a wife that was also a teacher and she was already handling the bills by herself so between us we would be fine.

Andrea emerged from the office with her father and was mobbed by her mother and her friends. 

Her father took advantage to take me aside and said, "You are getting married in Las Vegas on July fourth. You are staying at a room in the Bellagio for a week; it has discount rates for us. You are flying from here and will have tickets to a concert. Susan will come home with us after the wedding and you two will have four days to yourselves. She will take care of all the arrangements." 

He said that last part about the redhead.

The redhead, Wendy, said to me, "You will also treat Andrea as the precious jewel she is. We are all happy to see that her daughter already calls you Daddy."

I turned to look at the excitement and noticed all the women were giggling and crying. I had to quickly stop a tear from leaving my eye but the woman saw it, grinned, and then kissed me on the lips before she and Andrea's father joined the mob.

Susan came to me and motioned for me to pick her up. She embraced me and said, "That is the happiest I have seen Mom in all my life. You knew each other before yesterday. Didn't you?"

"Yes we did, in college. I fell in love with her then but she left and yesterday I learned I still was in love with her. She is not the only happy person here."

A short silence later Susan asked me, "Are you my father?"

Before I could answer her mother, grandmother and her friends had joined us and I felt it was not my place to answer.

"Yes, he is your father so you are always allowed to mooch ice cream from him," her grandmother Ellie told her.

Susan hugged me hard and began to cry and that got everyone crying again, including me.

We made it through the tumultuous day and after the last visitor left her house we were too exhausted to fuck so we kissed our way to sleep.

I managed to remember to go to the clinic on Tuesday and check with the doctor. The new stuff had worked; the patient had just been released. The doctor had also posted a highly recommended mark next to it and me on my company's web site.

I called my office and resigned effective June thirtieth, that was the last appointment on my present schedule. I was going to need the paycheck and commission. I left Felicity that day to finish my rounds. 

Andrea, Susan and I talked on the phone several times each day and I was able to make it home three times before the end of the month.

I had my transcripts sent to the school district and when I got home to stay I had a teaching job.

Susan led the procession at the wedding and my Mom and Ellie just beamed at her and then cried when Andrea walked down the aisle.

Andrea's father hugged me after he brought her to the altar.

Mom kept saying, "I have a granddaughter. I have a daughter, I have a sister."

She held Ellie's hand throughout.

Mom and I were the only family we had and she had already moved to the town to be closer to us. She also had a mentor position with the school district.

Susan adored all the Vegas shows we went to see but really adored the band for whose show we had tickets. 

The leader of the band congratulated Andrea and me on our wedding during the concert. Apparently Susan's best friend was their daughter Janis and they sat together during the show.

A few weeks later we learned Andrea really was pregnant so we sold her home and bought a three-bedroom house. 

Our daughters grew up healthy and accomplished. Both had somewhat Asiatic features and several had told me Susan looked like me but our baby Penny looked mostly like Andrea. Both were beautiful. 

Andrea was beyond that.

When Andrea turned forty she became a sex monster. My claims of fragility were ignored and I spent the next seven years in a state of exhaustion. 

Then we met some aliens and the town moved.



Felicity Ch. 38



Chapter 38. Medic

I heard the shots coming from the principal's office. I hurried down the hallway and ordered all the teachers and students to get into a classroom and lock the door. Before I got to mine I saw that the special education teacher was having trouble getting her students into her room. I had to chase one down and drag him back.

The shooter saw me before I got to my classroom door and fired at me. I didn't have time to close the door before he got there so I grabbed my fire extinguisher and sprayed him in the face with the foam and as he staggered back I clobbered him over the head with it. 

I saw him go down and I ordered my students to bring me my duct tape so I could tape his hands and feet. 

Then everything got fuzzy. I saw one of my boy's kick his guns away as another secured him with the tape. Then I saw two girls looking at me with horror. No, they were not looking at me; they were looking at my shirt.

It was covered with blood, my blood.

"Well damn, he shot me," I thought. "That explains why I'm sliding to the floor with my back against the wall.

Well, I did my job so it's OK to die."

I have no idea how much time had passed but I was suddenly awake with a pretty Latina lady hovering over me. Her focus and intensity made me smile even though I felt like she had just yelled at me and slapped me around.

"I take it I'm not dead yet."

"No and if I have anything to say about it you wont be anytime soon."

I suddenly felt a needle go into my arm.

"Hey, I have a current shot record."

"You needed a booster. We are going to put you in a gurney. It might hurt but try not to move."

"Can I cuss?"

"No, all your students are around us."

I tried to focus to see them but all I got was a blurry image. I did see medics working on someone on the floor just before I was lifted. I managed to grit my teeth through the pain then I was being hurried to the ambulance. There were a lot of ambulances and police out there on that gloomy December day. All those lights looked like Christmas had come ten days early. I smiled.

Things became fuzzy and I apparently lost consciousness at times. I somehow got the impression that she put an oxygen mask on me to shut me up. The next thing I knew for sure was being rushed through a hospital corridor. The pretty woman was running right alongside me holding an IV bag. I started to say something to her but could not; I still had the oxygen mask on.

I was being examined when I heard the woman tell somebody I was a hero. I started to laugh but apparently passed out again.

A nurse came in and I said "Good morning."

She was startled then ran out of the room.

"I still got it," I thought with a small laugh.

I was not a good-looking guy, I was the kind of guy everyone wanted in the picture because I made everyone feel better about their own looks. 

I was already plain looking when an improvised exploding device did its thing as I peered around a vehicle to see how far it was from me. I was tending to an injured marine and had just learned that a second explosive had not detonated. 

I never saw it until it went off and I was sprayed with sand and debris and many small bits lodged in my face. I was wearing prescription goggles since contacts don't work well in a desert for long. Everyone around me though that was silly but the goggles saved my eyes. As it turned out I had been just far away enough and where I was my wounds were thought of as minor and I was back on duty as a medic in two days. 

I was already considering leaving the marines when my commitment was up but that did not happen soon enough to avoid another roadside bomb. I was in the vehicle behind the one that had triggered the bomb but still ended up with a piece of metal stuck to the top of my shoulder. I pulled it out and rushed to help the guys in the first vehicle. 

All were alive when the helicopters picked them up. However the ones that would survive had extensive wounds they would have to cope with for the rest of their lives.

I did not like feeling helpless. 

I left the marines.

I returned to college and got my teaching degree. 

My appearance bothered some at first but my students got past it quickly and most had ceased to be aware of it after a semester.

Women did not hang around long enough to allow that to happen.

All my sex had come from monetary transactions and merciful women.

Two nurses and a doctor rushed in and again I said "Good morning."

The doctor said, "Good to see you awake and apparently feeling well. Lets check you out and make sure of that."

All hovered around me poking and counting and the nurses wrote everything down then left as lab technicians came in and sucked all the blood out of me. 

The doctor tested my reflexes and eyes and we talked for a while and I guessed he was waiting for someone but he was in fact checking my brain function. He had a nurse bring me a cup of ice which was when I noticed I was very thirsty.

When he checked my wound I saw that I had a good size scar on my chest and apparently one on my back. I assumed the bullet had gone through me, the bastard had big guns. I was surprised to learn I had been shot twice.

I was also surprised to note that the scars had mostly healed and I saw no stitches.

Soon one of the nurses returned and handed the doctor a paper that made both smile.

"You are one though dude," the doctor said. Everything says you are fine. Tell me, what day is today?"

"December fifteenth, Christmas break begins Friday."

"What is the last thing you remember?"

"The pretty medic running beside me carrying an IV bag. That would have been yesterday."

"That was Norma running next to you. That was also twenty-nine days ago, you missed Christmas break," the nurse called Rina said.

Doctor Pierce added, " One bullet nicked your aorta and the other perforated a lung. We had to induce a coma to help them heal. 

We have been waiting eight days for you to come out of it.

The good news is that your wounds are mostly healed and you have until after spring break before getting back to work. We are going to keep you for a few days as we check your progress and begin physical therapy. You should be able to go home before the end of January."

"Oh man I just thought of something. My fish are dead. I doubt they could have survived that long without food."

Rina said, "They are fine, you asked Norma to check on them and she has. You owe her money for your light bill though."

The doctor shook his head with a smile. Apparently there was a story behind my light bill.

He said, "You have a long list of people wanting to visit with you but I am going to hold them off for a few more days except for the cops, I will allow them to interview you tomorrow."

"Is my wallet here?"

"Yes, in your nightstand drawer."

"Let Norma come in so I can pay her back please."

"Rina called her, she is on the way now."

I smiled then drifted off to sleep. I awoke when somebody squeezed my hand.

It was Norma. She said, "Hi, everyone told me you were fine. Have you been caught up with the news?"

"No, but hold off telling me what happened at school for a couple of days. I am not ready for that."

"OK, but nobody died that day and no kids were shot. Everyone credits you for that."

"I heard shots from the office."

"Yes, two of the principals and one of the secretaries were shot but the principal and the school secretary are back at work, the assistant principal is at home but will be back at work next week. The asshole is in jail but you may have scrambled his brains, he remembers little of his shooting spree."

"His brains were already scrambled. Who is my sub?"

"Mr. C., the guy whose place you took when he retired."

"Good, good. I like him and the kids do too. How much was my electric bill?"

"Ninety one dollars."

"Hand me my wallet please, it's in the drawer."

"OK but you have no cash in it, the nurse looked."

"Yeah, I never carry any money but I do have a debit card. I am assuming there is an ATM near the cafeteria or gift shop. Withdraw a hundred for yourself. My pin is one, two, three, three."

"That is an odd set of numbers."

"The last four of my service serial number. You look gorgeous by the way. Thanks for saving my life."

"I did not save your life, the doctors and nurses here did."

"And you got me here alive, so you saved my life. Tell me what you would like as a reward that a schoolteacher could afford."

She seemed to be debating with herself then softly said, "A date."

I was stunned but not so much to hesitate in saying, "Deal. Being with me will make you look even more gorgeous but some may question your poor vision."

She laughed then stood and left the room with my card as the doctor's nurse came in. I saw their hands caress as they went past each other.

Rina said, "Norma checked on you every time she was at the hospital. She even set up a little Christmas tree for you right there. She has had a tough life recently so please treat her with courtesy, and please don't shave. We like your beard."

"I have a beard?"

"Yes. Oh, the doctors discovered some stuff under your skin and dug them out; you have fewer bumps on your face now. They decided not to shave you for risk of infection and your beard is now gorgeous."

"Wow, I have a beard."

"Do you think you can handle chicken soup? You have not eaten since that day."

"Yes, now that you mention it, I'm hungry."

"I will have it for you soon. All your vitals are fine and this afternoon we will have the physical therapist help you stand up. As soon as you can go to the bathroom by yourself we will bring you solid food."

"Sounds good to me."

"I am going to lift the head of your bed up a little. You may feel a bit dizzy but your heart will adjust and send more blood into your brain. Ready?"

I nodded and felt fine until she stopped then I wondered why the ceiling kept on moving for a few moments. By the time Norma returned I had regained my bearings. It was then that I noticed the resemblance between the two."

"Yes, we are sisters," Norma said. 

"Oh," I said.

Rina presented her cheek for her sister to kiss and after that was bestowed she left the room.

"Rina is an unusual name."

"It isn't her name and she blames me for it. Her name is Caterina but I could not say it when I was young so I called her Rina. Soon everyone was calling her Rina and she hated it until she had a favorite teacher that could not say her name right so she asked to be called Rina. You may have noted she is my hero."

"Yes, although I thought I was."

"There is a difference, you are a hero to the whole country, she is a hero only to me."

"OK. Wait. I am a hero to the whole country?"

"Yes, about a hundred reporters check on you every day, some from Europe and Asia."

"No, no, no. I'm not a hero. I just did what had to be done."

"You will never convince anybody of that," the doctor said as he came in the room with Rina behind him. He wrote on my chart as Rina added something to my IV and adjusted the flow of something.

Rina told him I handled the head lift well. 

He said his news conference would be at five but would try to keep all visitors away for a week.

"I don't want to talk to reporters."

"OK, not a problem. I will also announce that because of your condition you will not be allowed visitors except for family."

"Thank you, maybe no one will check and discover I have no family.

If you will excuse me I apparently need a nap."

"Please do. We will talk later," the doctor said as I dozed off.

I thought I felt someone kiss me before I sank into the dark.

The physical therapist was there when I awoke. He had me sit up at the edge of the bed for a while then put a harness on me and helped me stand. I got very dizzy but he kept me from falling.

He asked me how my head, my back and my legs felt and I answered dizzy, fine, wobbly. 

It felt like I had been standing at attention for hours but it had been just a minute before he had me sit again.

I was pleased by how quickly I recovered and after five minutes he had me stand again. I answered, fine, fine, wobbly to the questions then. I stood perhaps a minute and a half before I was allowed to sit.

I asked him if the local team had made it to the playoffs and he said they had won one playoff game but had again lost the next game. He then paused a moment then told me today was Wednesday. The league championship games were next Sunday.

We talked sports as I stood and sat at least five more times the last two of which I was fine across the board. He had me take four steps, the limit of my IV and catheter, and I was fine until I turned to get back in bed and got a bit dizzy.

He helped me back in bed and told me I did much better than expected and gave credit to my excellent physical condition before my wounding. I spent a lot of time in the gym and running, I did not have a social life.

He added, "After a coma of over a week most people take days just to do what you did today. You may be able to walk to the bathroom tomorrow or by this weekend for sure."

"Thanks. I hope you are right."

I apparently fell asleep as soon as I got in bed. When I woke up Rina was sitting in a chair next to me with a mug of amazing smelling chicken soup. It was its aroma that woke me up.

"My sister Carmen brought this for you. It is a secret recipe that she does not know herself but everyone feels better when they drink it."

After a sip I said, "Wow, best soup I have ever tasted, have you tried it?"

"No."

"Here, take a sip."

"Wow is right. Carmen will have to bring me some. Here drink all of it and I will lick the cup."

We laughed and I drank while she left the room then came back with a biscuit in her hand. I left a little of the soup in the mug and she scrubbed the insides with the biscuit and ate it.

"Where is this place?" I asked after reading the town name on the mug.

"About an hour drive from here on the coast."

"And Carmen drove here and back just for that?"

"Yes, but she brought enough for you to have another cup tomorrow and some more the day after that.

Norma likes you and all of us are happy she likes anyone.

She had an abusive boyfriend for years that nearly beat her to death once. She ended up at the women's shelter in that town but was slow to recover from the beating until a friend that volunteers at the shelter gave her the soup.

My sisters and me took care of her but the psychological damage has been very hard to overcome. For a while she was terrified of all men.

We think the soup and the distraction of studying for her medic license got her back to normal. Having to treat injured men got her past that phobia. Knowing she can now fight off most men has helped; she now has a black belt in judo.

Knowing her boyfriend is back in jail helped too although he has no idea where she is. He apparently thinks she is still somewhere in Brooklyn. His world does not extend beyond that."

"She has gone well past her duties for me. Do you know why?"

"Yes, even though you just knew you were going to die you flirted with her. You even made her laugh as she tended to you. You asked for a kiss and she kissed you. 

Then you said, 'Well then I better not die.' 

You apparently looked at her as if you adored her."

"I may have even though she slapped me around to keep me conscious. I remember the focus, the fierceness she had as she worked on me. I knew she would not allow me to die.

I'm sorry she had to kiss an ugly man."

Rina kissed my lips and said, "There are five sisters that think you are a most beautiful man."

She left me a bit confused by the last statement. I knew that beautiful is last thing I was.

I slept through the night comfortably. In the morning I raised the head of my bed myself and called for the nurse.

"Good morning. I was wondering if I could have some oatmeal for breakfast and a cup of coffee with cream and sugar."

"I will need to check with your doctor first. I will let you know."

Ten minutes later I had my oatmeal and coffee and ten minutes after that the doctor came in.

"Feel good I see. No dizziness?'

"No, I am ready to go home."

"You need to be able to walk to the bathroom and have a bowel movement first. The oatmeal will tell us that.

Going home may be a bit problematic, there are news crews starting to stake out your apartment. After my press conference every TV station led their news programs with the story that you are awake and feeling fine, even the national feeds. Everyone was very happy to hear that. 

Our cities most popular news lady cried and could not continue with the news. Her news desk partner took over then revealed she had two kids in your school, one a special needs student, the kid you led back into his classroom. 

Your friends and admirers have doubled in this town.

You may need to hide in a hotel for a while."

"Not really," Rina said as she came in. "He would need to have someone available and I know just the place with a medic on site."

"You don't work today."

"True, I am here visiting a friend," she said and kissed me.

The detectives came in; one was a very pretty woman from the FBI. I was asked if I would be able to identify the guy that shot me and I said yes. They showed me five pictures and I pointed the guy out to them.

I found it to be odd; he was a handsome guy, the kind that usually just sails through life.

They asked if I had seen him before the shooting and I said no.

They asked if I had seen him shoot anyone and I said yes, me.

Both praised my actions that day and told me that if there was a trial I would probably not need to testify, the cameras in my school building had caught everything.

I may have fallen asleep before they left.

Rina brought me chicken soup before I had another round of physical therapy that afternoon. 

The therapist seemed to be astonished by what I could do.

I slept well that night and felt someone kiss me on the lips late that evening. I decided my sleepy brain was giving me what I wanted.

I again greeted the duty nurse and asked for coffee and oatmeal.

My oatmeal had slices of banana, strawberries and blueberries in it. It was delicious.

The doctor came to see me and Rina did too. She was not working that day either,

He said to her, "Call the physical therapist and have him come up at his first convenience please."

Rina kissed both our lips and walked outside the room. 

It was not my first kiss from her but I was a bit taken aback by the kiss she gave the doctor.

Doctor Pierce gave me a thorough exam and had the duty nurse remove my catheter and my IV. I turned sideways on my bed, took a deep breath and stood. The doctor shadowed me as I shuffled to the bathroom, took a leak, and then went back to my bed.

Rina had just walked back into the room and the doctor told her to call back the therapist and tell him not to bother, "He has just walked to the bathroom and back."

He walked out my door then returned to say, "Walk around the nurses station when you feel up to it. Do it as often as you can without pushing it. I will be back after five to see how you are doing."

The duty nurse came in bringing a glass of juice I soon learned was cranberry.

"Drink up, the doctor ordered."

I did and every three hours of that day I had another glass of cranberry juice and shortly after each I had to go piss. By my third piss there was no longer any cloudiness in my urine.

Once I had to sit thanks to the oatmeal. I called the duty nurse and showed her before I flushed.

Under Norma's supervision I made three circuits around the nurse station that afternoon. 

Rina brought me a third mug of chicken soup after I had finished my laps as Norma told me how miraculous the stuff was. That dose was smaller than the first two and apparently it was the right dosage because I did not want any more when I finished it. Rina kissed me and said, "See you tomorrow."




Felicity Ch. 38



As soon as Norma got me back in bed I was asleep.

Again I felt a kiss.

I awoke when my dinner was wheeled in. When I removed the cover I was very happy to see it was a taco salad from Taco Chimes, my favorite. I had demolished half of it before I had to force myself to stop; I was already more than full, my stomach had shrunk. I was not too surprised since I had shrunk. I had lost more than twenty pounds.

I allowed the orderly to take it away even though I had first decided to eat the rest later. 

Then I wondered how anyone would know that particular taco salad was my favorite. I had always eaten it as take out at home.

"Norma," I thought. She had been in my home and probably saw the debris in the trash.

After dinner the doctor came in and said, "I have signed your release papers effective tomorrow. No one will read them until the morning and it will be a Saturday so most reporters will not be aware you were released until you are gone. They will be searching in Chicago first since that was where you lived before your stint in the marines.

You have three women coming to get you at nine tonight and take you to an undisclosed location until you have recovered. They will pick you up at the emergency room exit. I have left prescription scripts for you with the women if you need them but I doubt you will.

Rina is my wife by the way and she will know if you need me. 

Her sisters will smother you with care, enjoy it. 

It has been an honor for me to be your doctor. Good luck."

He hugged me and walked out. 

His words had made me blush; I apparently was a hero to him too.

I also now understood why Rina kissed him, she was Mrs. Pierce

At eight forty-five Norma came to my room with a wheelchair. We left the floor amid an altercation between the station nurses and a young woman that looked suspiciously like Norma.

I was in an SUV before anyone noticed us and as soon as the girl arguing with the nurses got in we drove south for a while. I tried to stay awake but dozed off until the car began to slow for a freeway exit. I was in Norma's arms. We drove west through woods for five or ten minutes then took a left into the town. It was after ten thirty when we stopped in the carport of a nice patio home. 

I was going to ask who lived there when I noticed I did. All my stuff was there. My aquarium had been replaced with a larger one but my fish were in it. My furniture was new but it was nearly identical to what I had. Except my apartment had been furnished by Ikea; my new townhome had apparently been furnished by an upscale store.

My standard bed had become a king bed but my linens were nearly identical to the ones I had, only softer.

My stuff in the bathroom was the same only everything was new. Two things were different, I had no razor and I had an electric beard trimmer.

I was speechless.

Norma said, "This place and everything in it is yours courtesy of five local admirers. You have a study in this house and it has over a thousand pieces of mail for you to answer. Take your time on that. 

The one that drove us here is my sister Carmen, she is a musician. This is our baby sister Ollie for Olga. She runs the town's only limo service. Tomorrow I will take you to meet our big sister at her restaurant and have lunch. 

Everyone we introduce to you in this town will know exactly who you are but will keep it a secret. Everyone you meet will hope you will stay."

"We have to go," Carmen said and kissed my lips then Ollie kissed my lips then both kissed Norma's lips and left. Norma stayed.

"I am your companion nurse until you can handle life on your own. Would you like a snack before bed?"

"Yes, that would be nice."

She smiled and wheeled me to the kitchen table then took out a box from the refrigerator and put it in the microwave; which I noticed was bigger than the one I had. So were the refrigerator, and the stove, and the dishwasher. I had a food processor and an electric grill that I did not have before.

We shared a delicious shrimp linguini from my old plates and shared one beer.

I was very tired and she wheeled me to bed and pulled my gown off and handed me gym shorts. I saw her glance at my cock but I didn't think anything about it since I was sure she had seen me naked before and my dick was still in a coma anyway.

She began to apply a cream to my scars.

"This stuff is to reduce stretch marks and scars after childbirth. Your scars from the bullet wounds are a lot better than they were three weeks ago but the one in your shoulder is likely too old to be helped but I have been applying the stuff to it too. 

I'm sure Dr. Pierce told you that the bullets just barely missed any vital organs although tissue damage was extensive. Besides nicking your aorta the bullets also went through a lung and nicked a rib

He apparently had to do a lot of repairs. Ask Rina if you are curious, she was in the operating room with him, she is his surgical nurse.

When done with the cream Norma tucked me in. Her good night kiss may have been the best kiss I had ever had. 

It felt very familiar.

I slept like a baby.

The following morning I peed, brushed my teeth then put on a t-shirt. It was all starting to feel familiar until I got to the kitchen and saw a gorgeous woman fixing breakfast for me. 

Norma had scrambled an egg and mixed it with rice, black beans and sausage in a tortilla bowl for me. It was delicious.

I had walked to the kitchen but after breakfast she put me in the wheelchair and wheeled me to my patio. She said, "You will need to fill this space up. I will take you to a couple patios for you to look at and give you ideas. The local nursery has given you a nice gift certificate."

She rolled me back inside and showed me my second bedroom where she was staying. It had a standard bed and a bathroom with a small shower. Everything in there was new.

I looked into my study and noticed a brand new iMac, modem, and printer. I saw a memory stick next to the keyboard. Someone had copied what my old Mac had and it was ready to upload to the new one, which like everything else was bigger than the one I had.

I was glad that I had always deleted the porn sites after I was done.

There was a new cell phone on a charger next to the Mac.

"Dr. Pierce and Rina and I are the only contact numbers in your phone."

"Where is my old phone?"

"In your apartment. All your stuff will be moved to storage on February first."

The only three things I had on the wall in my apartment were there, my high school and college diplomas and my certificate as a marine medic. Someone had placed my Marine Corps ribbons and my purple heart in a shadow box and that had been added to my walls. My commendation certificates had been framed and hung up too. 

I still didn't feel like a hero.

A photo of me and my class taken at the Museum of Natural Science had also been framed and added to the wall. The lady paleontologist was standing with us.

"The lady in the picture has a lot of friends in town and has daughter that lives here," Norma said. 

Small world I thought. I also thought the boxes full of letters were going to take a while.

Norma said, "You will need to compose several thank you notes for us to run off and send to these people. We assumed you would want to read them first."

I nodded yes then said, "I need new clothes, all I have is too big now."

"We don't have much selection on that in this town. There is a Cube-Mart ten miles away that I can go to. I will need to check your size before I go but I did bring a measuring tape. I'll go get it."

She measured me and I worried I would get an erection when she measured my inseam but my dick only twitched although that was better than I thought it could do.

She took my debit card out of my wallet and told me to go back to bed and left. 

I had lots of new clothes when I woke up.

Norma sent me to the shower and walked into my bathroom just after I put boxers on. She sat me on the commode cover and trimmed my hair; which was now the longest it had ever been in my life. When she was done it was the second longest my hair had ever been. She brushed it straight back then traded places with me and trimmed by beard. 

I still did not recognize myself with the beard and long hair. The large bump on my forehead was gone and I was happy not to see it. The beard now concealed most of the other damage. I was now just another ugly but neatly bearded man. I was happy to meet him.

I had slacks, a polo shirt and my moccasins and matching socks laid out for me. I got dressed as Norma went to her shower and I waited for her in my living room. 

When she rejoined me she wore nice khaki shorts and a colorful blouse with sandals. I remembered it was still January but weather that day on the Texas coast was a perfect brilliant sunlight with a temperature of seventy-seven. It already felt like spring.

We went downtown and she dropped me off at the entrance to a Puerto Rican restaurant. Carmen had been waiting for me and helped me walk in.

Her older sister came out from behind the counter and embraced me as she kissed my lips.

"Hi, I'm the big sister, Pepita. Welcome."

"Thank you. I feel welcome."

"Your empanadillas and arroz con habichuelas are coming out soon."

I knew arroz was rice but had no idea what the last thing was until I got the plate, they were red beans. I was advised to mix the two together.

We went to the back patio that had apparently been reserved for us. Ollie and Pepita's husband were there. Ollie kissed my lips and the husband kissed my cheek then hurried to the kitchen. I thought I saw a tear fall.

Carmen introduced me to her partner that was also outside. Her name was Nancy. She looked like someone I should know but could not pin that down. Nancy seemed to be very happy to meet me and kissed me on the lips.

Rina and Dr. Pierce came in to the adoration of all. Both were kissed on the lips. Rina kissed me on the lips. Dr. Pierce hugged me.

Two tall redheaded older women came in also to the adoration of all. Norma introduced me as JB. My first and middle names are James Bradley but no one had ever called me JB, most called me James.

I saw both women nod at Norma with smiles then kissed me on the lips. 

Two dark haired somewhat younger women walked in to the adoration of all. They were Martina and Paloma and I was introduced to them as JB by the redhead called Wendy.

Martina kissed me and said, "Welcome to our town."

Paloma said, "Let me see what you look like," and began running her fingers over my face. Norma nodded at me, apparently Paloma was blind but I had not seen any sign of that.

Eventually she said, "El es el mas feo en el Mundo," then gave me the most lascivious kiss I had ever received in my life. It awoke all the parts of my body that were still slumbering.

Everyone laughed then kissed Paloma.

Norma explained, "She said you are the ugliest guy in the world."

Apparently I was the only one there that did not know Spanish. I decided I needed to fix that.

Three tall and a short blonde came in to the adoration of all. One tall blonde that also looked familiar to me was introduced as Ruthie. I could not place where I had seen her before either. She introduced me to her husband Sean and he gave me a strong handshake and part hug. He really was happy to meet me.

Two looked like sisters but were introduced as partners. They were Jana and Inga. 

The short blonde owned the bakery at the end of the block, her name was Sally. A short brunette soon joined her, her name was Petra.

A lady named Bunny and her daughter came in. The daughters boyfriend just barely stopped himself from hugging me.

All the women kissed me and everyone else on the lips.

Soon everyone was talking to everyone and would jump into the middle of all the conservations as we ripped into at least a hundred empanadillas. Many had fried plantains, tostones from green fruit and dulces from ripe fruit I learned. I liked both. Many had some mofongo that was smushed plantain. I was still undecided about that when we left.

Everyone encouraged me to taste whatever they had.

I pigged out on the empanadillas.

Several more people joined us including a guy in a Coast Guard uniform who was Paloma's husband, and Martina's husband, a CPA, both were convinced they were meeting their hero. I felt a bit uncomfortable with that.

A deaf girl named Jeanie came in and I was happy I had learned sign language, so was she and everyone else. 

All there hugged and kissed Norma often for some reason.

Suddenly there were a lot of short redheads there and the already loud place became raucous. Two of the short redheads sat on the laps of the two tall redheads, the others sat on the laps of the blondes. One called Clara was introduced as the provider of the chicken soup. I kissed her cheek after I learned that. 

She said, "You missed," and kissed my lips.

Her partner had a British accent.

Slowly people began to leave after kissing everyone goodbye including me. After fifteen minutes Norma and I were the only ones left other than Pepita and some tourists.

Norma asked me if I needed a nap and I was disappointed to say yes. She went to get the car and Pepita kissed me goodbye.

Norma gave me a short tour of the town and I asked, "Where is my car?"

She said, "It is still on the school parking lot. They thought it would be safer there than in the apartment parking lot. Ollie will be driving it down today. She went to the city with Rina. She will take it to our Toyota dealer where they will check it out. You are not permitted to drive for six weeks but you will note this is an easy town to drive in.

Most of the people you met today work somewhere downtown or on this boulevard. Mo, the taller redhead is the superintendent of schools. You have a job here when you want it.

All of those people know exactly who you are. All would have treated you exactly the same even if they had not, well except for Sean and the other husbands. You really are a hero to them.

Carmen's partner Nancy and Sean's wife Ruthie are big stars but you may have noticed no one cut them any slack; they are simply part of the gang.

Did Paloma give you an erection when she kissed you? She does that to most men and a few women."

"Yes she did. Where do you want to go for our date?"

"Bolero. It is near the end of the boulevard. We have to wait until you can dance though."

"That may be a while. Pick some place I can take you to tomorrow."

"OK, I will give it some thought. Do you need the wheelchair?"

"No, I can make it to my bed. I will need a kiss before I can get to sleep."

She giggled, tucked me in bed and gave me the best kiss anyone had given me in my life.

When I awoke I found a very pretty and mildly pregnant brunette in the living room.

"Hi JB, I'm Andrea. I live towards the end of the block. Norma and my daughter are outside waving at my husband so he will know where we are. He may bring my neighbors over too.

You will be happy to know that in this neighborhood no one is normal and everyone is as fine a person as you would ever meet, as long as you don't mind lesbians."

"The ones I met at lunch were fine and everyone loves them so I certainly don't mind."

A very adorable little girl marched in and said, "Hi, I'm Susan."

"Hi Susan, I'm JB. Happy to meet you. Now, what did you do with Norma?"

"I'm right here you bully" Norma said. 

I worried about that for a second until I noticed she had said it with a big grin.

I was happy to see she made no connection between me and her ex. 

Susan was immediately on my lap with her fingers in my beard.

A man followed Norma in and Susan said, "Daddy, why don't you grow a beard?"

"Because it makes me look like a kung fu movie bad guy. Glad to meet you JB."

Another couple came in and we soon had a crowd. Norma called a number and we had a fabulous mostly Mexican food buffet brought to our house by our neighbor Janie and her daughter. Her husband and the other men there all seemed to be very pleased to meet me.

Janie brought the best hot dogs I had ever eaten.

We had a fine time until the children fell asleep so everyone went home.

"Everyone likes your sense of humor. They would like you even if you were not a hero."

"No one mentioned the incident today."

"Everyone knows you would be embarrassed to talk about it and no one you have met wishes to embarrass anyone."

"I like it here. Do you really think that I could get a teaching job in this town?"

"Yes, easily. Go take a shower."

"Yes Ma'am."

I took a long hot shower and went to the kitchen for a beer.

She was there studying.

"Do you have a licensing test coming up?"

"No. I quit my job right after you were wounded and have gone back to school to be a nurse. There is a college ten miles away that offers associate degrees and I only need one more semester to graduate."

"How are you financing it? Do you need money?"

"No, thanks. My sisters are financing it and your insurance company is paying me to stay here."

My face may have shown my disappointment at hearing that, I had thought she was with me because she wanted to be.

She smiled and said, "The company offered me the job but I had already planned to stay with you until you no longer needed help. The only difference is I will get paid to stay with you until the end of March. If you need help longer I will stay longer."

I said thanks.

I did a quick mental inventory about her. I knew I was madly in love with her but understood she did not love me. She obviously did like me but most of that was from thinking of me as a hero.

I decided to treat her as a barracks roommate. 

One that gave me erections as she applied the cream on my scars. 

Norma smiled when she saw them.

Paloma apparently did have magical powers.

I offered to help her study and she accepted. Each evening we would go over her lessons and I would explain what she did not understand.

I did get kisses often; most were thank you kisses although some of the kisses were for no reason at all.

I got an erection every time she kissed me. She pretended not to notice.

I worked my way through the mail and sent back every check with my thanks but could not send back cashiers checks or cash since most did not give me a clue as to the identity of the sender. 

One letter was from the news lady. She thanked me for saving her son. She told me that her son had already figured out I had saved his life, a thought process that he had difficulty with. She thought he had turned a corner in his development because of me. 

Her letter went on about how I would always be a hero to her family and understood they could never reward me enough. There was a check for $9,999.99 in the envelope, the highest amount that would not immediately trigger an IRS inquiry.

"Why are you crying?" Norma asked.

"The letter from the news lady. Tell me about the women's shelter."

"Well, it is a project of the MacDuff and Cartwright families, nearly all the redheaded women in town are MacDuff's. Two of the blondes you met are Cartwright's. The police refer any woman they fear for her life to it if there is no place else for them to go and be safe. 

Its location is secret except to law enforcement. I was shocked to learn that I was in this town but security is so tight it took that long before I knew where I was. I called Rina who was desperately searching for me and she immediately told Pepita who came to get me and took me to her house.

When the rest of my sisters learned I was here they put me in an apartment next to Ollie and tended to me day and night until I was well. None of them have ever said I told you so although they were right about the bastard.

I owe my life to the shelter and so do many other women most of which have stayed in town. I now volunteer there myself."




Felicity Ch. 38



"I am going to sign this check over to them. Next time you go there take them the check and ask them to send the news lady a letter of thanks telling her the donation was the money she sent to me."

The look of admiration on her face was soon enhanced by happy tears and she sat on my lap and kissed me for a long time until the buzzer in the clothes dryer went off.

The kiss was a hero worship kiss so I did not get my hopes up even though I loved it.

In my work through the mail I found several envelopes with foreign currency. One had a thousand euros in it.

I ended up with a tidy sum, more than my yearly salary from teaching and used that money to start an account with a local bank.

The bank rejected it and sent me to Martina's husband's office where Petra took it and formatted it into something that would not disappear in taxes then deposited it in the bank for me.

While I was in her office many people came over to shake my hand and many more women kissed me. Paloma sat on my lap and kissed me until someone got her off so they could kiss me. Luckily that next person did not sit on my lap, my erection would have ripped through all our clothing.

The Toyota dealer had simply replaced my Corolla with a brand new Avalon. They had even covered the tax and license on it. 

A good friend of the red headed sisters named Donna was an insurance agent and had given me a better policy at the same price that I had before. She also had my home insurance.

Petra put those bills on automatic withdrawal from my new bank.

I worried about the bill from the accounting agency but learned that teachers got the service free once they used them.

During spring break I drove up to the city and went to pay off the remaining portion of my apartment lease. I learned that an anonymous someone had paid it for me. I took the receipt and gave it to Petra when I returned.

I took Rina and Dr. Pierce to lunch and both kept telling me how good I looked. I apologized for leading them astray with the concept of good looks.

I went to my storage unit and picked up my iMac computer, the aquarium and its accruements, and my old cell phone. On my way back home I charged it up then called my school district and told them I would not be returning after spring break or the following school year. 

They were very happy to hear from me and very disappointed I would not be returning. 

The following week the principal called me and said my resignation would not be approved; I would remain on the payroll until September on medical leave.

I thanked him profusely and asked him where he had been shot.

"Darlene and I were both shot in the ass as we dove over my desk. The bullet hit nothing but fat. Ms. Leher was shot in the chest and the bullet went through a lung but she came back right after you vanished. I assume you are keeping you location in Chicago secret to avoid hero worship."

"I would be embarrassed to death by that."

He thanked me for keeping the day from being a tragedy and that I would be missed.

I kept the phone service and its automatic pay until May. The only calls I answered were from Mr. C as he asked me questions about grades and students. Everyone else assumed my phone was no longer in service, of course there only seven people on my phonebook.

I took Spanish lessons and took long walks. I was soon walking all the way to the Seaside resort, which was a bit over two miles from my house. I was kissed a lot as I wandered through our streets.

Norma kept my hair and beard as she liked them.

I did go back to my school in the city suburbs at the end of May after the kids were dismissed for the year. I wanted to help Mr. C with the final grades and pick up some stuff. 

My classroom computer had three years worth of Power Point Presentations on every lesson I taught so I made copies onto a memory stick. I knew the Apple computers were being phased out and their memories would be erased that summer. I had the basic lessons on my home computer but all of the editing was done on my computer at school. I was surprised by how little I had deleted or reworded and astonished by how much I had added to each.

In the school mailroom I picked up a large box with the mail that had been sent there for me. There was a lot of money in those envelopes.

No one recognized me until I spoke. The beard, the absence of bumps, and my slimness made me look taller, almost good.

Everyone had asked where I was going and I replied, "Home." 

Someone asked where that was and someone else answered, "Chicago."

I was done with the grades before the mob kissing and hugging me got too big and was gone before the reporters got there. 

I suggested to Mr. C that moving away would likely save him from being forced back to work. I named a couple of towns on the coast he might want to visit.

I applied for a teaching position in my new town and was hired as a science teacher at the new high school. I was told that even though the computer labs had PC's all the teachers had the freedom to choose theirs. Most had iMacs.

The mail from school included notes of thanks from some the marines I had treated for wounds. They thanked me for making them media stars for a while. Two told me that I had also helped their plight, artificial limbs had been donated and money for the V.A. had been collected.

Summer arrived and I felt normal. Most of the world had forgotten about me. The wheelchair had been in storage for months and I had resumed jogging instead of walking each day.

Norma had graduated with a nursing degree. She still lived with me even though she had received her last check from my insurance company two months before and I no longer needed her assistance. I did not say anything to her because I wanted her to stay but knew she would eventually leave. I also understood that when she did leave I would still not be anywhere near ready to lose her. 

We went out on dates often, most of those places were clubs in which we could dance that included a lesbian biker bar. Everyone I had met in town went there too, even the married couples.

I was a good dancer, most ugly guys are. To attract women we need skills.

Norma and I held hands in public.

It was mid-June and we were in my bed as I gave Norma a massage. We had given each other massages for months and now that she worked everyday she often came home sore. Most days I massaged her feet and ankles.

She always wore just a t-shirt at home, no panties. I got glances of her ass and pussy often. 

Some days she did not put her shirt on until she was in the kitchen and I saw her nude. 

She was a goddess.

That afternoon I was trying to concentrate on the massage, the small of her back was stiff and so was my dick. 

She had asked me to massage her back before and had exposed her ass to me but I was absolutely stunned when in the middle of that massage she asked, "Why haven't you made love to me?"

"I didn't know you wanted me to."

"Walking around the house in my underwear, topless, naked, moaning when you massaged my ass, sitting on your lap to kiss you, those were not enough hints for you?"

"Well no. I figured all it meant was that you were comfortable with me."

"You are ugly and stupid," she said and sat up, took her shirt and my gym shorts off, straddled me and slid me into her.

We moaned.

She said, "I was in love with you when you flirted with me as I tried to keep you alive. I worried that it was just hero worship for a while but you haven't done anything heroic lately and no one knows who you really are, except me. 

You are still the most beautiful man I have ever met. You are the finest person I have ever met. I love the fact you are in love with me. I hate the fact that you don't see I'm in love with you. Fuck you!"

She kissed me hard and began to cry. 

I kissed her. With all my love I kissed her. 

She understood that I understood and sobbed as she kissed me back. We made love for the rest of the evening and the rest of our lives. We married in Vegas on that Fourth of July. 

We were just another couple in our neighborhood before I learned that all around us everyone had assumed we had been lovers since I moved to the town. Norma had never contradicted their belief.

She was right; I was ugly and stupid.

But I was her ugly and stupid man and remained so even after we met some aliens and the town moved.



Felicity Ch. 39



Chapter 38: Audrey

I was then thirty-two. I had married at twenty-four and divorced at twenty-eight. My ex and I mistook lust for love. When the lust was satisfied we had nothing else so we went our separate ways as friends. We had talked about having a family but realized early neither of us wanted children; which turned out to be a blessing. 

Every once in a while my ex and I had fucked until she re-married.

I had concentrated my efforts on my career and had risen in the company hierarchy within three rungs off the top.

Then I was fired. 

I was stunned. I had made more money for the company than anyone. I got along well with all except one but I still treated her politely.

Her name was Audrey, an intense, humorless redhead with no tits. 

She also made a lot of money for the company but was always second to me in that regard. 

I wondered if she had somehow engineered my firing. 

I immediately decided that was unfair, she did not have a mean bone in her body and we got along well outside the boardroom.

It had been almost a year since I admitted her proposal had a better chance to succeed than mine. She was first shocked then elated. 

It had been the only time I had seen a real smile from her. I had decided I liked her smiling at me and had backed her ideas on occasion; she began to back mine on occasion. I saw her smile at me at least once each day from then on.

Somehow that made me happy. 

Happier than it should have, I thought.

Our boss, Randall, was a nice guy that had no business running a multi-million dollar company. However a conglomerate owned our company and his father owned the conglomerate. 

Randall did not try to hide that he was in over his head and simply relied on Audrey and me to steer him straight. We seldom agreed on what straight was but Randall did have the ability to see both paths clearly and pick the right one. 

He was an excellent administrator.

The two people that ranked between him and me were corporate lackeys for his father. We seldom saw them.

On my way to his office it occurred to me Randall would never fire me. He depended on me and we were friends.

As I walked in his office I said, "I take it you had no say in me being fired."

He gave me a look of great relief and nodded. "Correct and I am very happy you could see that. That was my father's idea. George convinced him that you were usurping my authority. I know you were not and would not but they saw my defense of you as proof you needed to go. Sorry. "

"You got fired too?" we heard from the doorway.

Randall and I nodded yes.

Audrey had come to his office to tear him apart but suddenly understood it was not his doing.

"What are you going to do?" she asked him in sympathy.

My opinion of her rose considerably with that question, she was more worried about him than for herself.

"I have both of your cell numbers and have you listed under A & J Consulting Firm. You need to incorporate it, I have already hired you."

"You are going to get in trouble when George finds out," I said.

"Nah, George knows less about this stuff than I do and he would never equate you to the consulting firm. Go collect your severance and clean out your desk. And please look upset when you do. 

"By the way your first check as consultants is also in the envelope. Use the money to set up."

"Right chief," Audrey and I echoed. 

We suddenly had the same perverse thought and kissed each of his cheeks.

"Oh, you are both so fired," he said as we laughed our way out of his office.

We stomped our way through the offices and to the elevator. Once the doors closed we began to laugh.

She looked cute. I had to fight off the urge to kiss her.

As we got to our cars in the parking garage and loaded our stuff she suddenly stopped and asked, "Do you mind having me as a business partner?"

"Well, I had not thought about that, I mean what do business partners do?"

"I don't know but I have a cousin that's a lawyer, actually I have several cousins that are lawyers, but I have one I could call and make and appointment for us."

"Do that."

"Now?"

"Yes, why not. We are unemployed, it is just barely nine in the morning and we have time to see him now."

"Her. OK but her office is seventy-eight miles away."

"Lets go to the coffee house around the corner, you can call her from there."

We found a quiet table in a corner and I went to get us coffee and kolaches as she called. 

As soon as I sat she said, "She wants us to go down now and take her and her partner to lunch. They will be going to Las Vegas for a concert this afternoon."

"Where are they?'

"Felicity. Its straight down the freeway to the coast then a right then a left, it should take us about an hour."

"Like I said, we are poor jobless people, we have the time."

We were not poor people and we were not jobless but it was the appropriate line.

"Do you have your pay envelope with you?" she asked.

"Yes, in my jacket."

"See if the set up check is in it."

It was and it was much larger than expected and so was our severance pay. She was just opening her envelope and just stared at hers.

"This is more money than a teacher makes in a year. I need to show this to Helen."

"Who is Helen?"

"A teacher cousin. Are we going to keep the money secrets from each other?"

"No," I said and put mine on the table.

She put hers next to it and the difference was one cent in her favor.

"He likes you better than he likes me," I whined.

"Yes, and don't forget it," she giggled.

I again had to fight off the urge to kiss her.

We stayed to drink the coffee and eat our pastry then she drove us there in fifty minutes. The little lady had a lead foot. 

On our way she told me about her hometown and seemed surprised I had never heard of it. She described the resort and the Bed and Breakfasts then went into details on some of her friends. It was clear to me she loved the place and its people.

She parked by an office building just into the new part of town. She explained it was the line past which the last hurricane had had destroyed the place. 

We went into the building and took a right and she yelled her arrival to everyone. A small redheaded flash flew to her and gave her a hard kiss right on the lips.

Her cousin Clara looked just like her except she had noticeable tits.

Her partner Fiona was the definition of a blonde bombshell. She kissed Audrey right on the lips too.

Clara filled us in on the procedure to incorporate and reminded Audrey that the office could be anywhere, even the town of Felicity. 

She added that with today's electronics we did not even need to share an office although she strongly recommended we did, fewer misunderstandings that way.

Clara then casually mentioned that her building had room for two and a receptionist/secretary on the second floor.

She said there was a website building firm in town and we could be in business in two weeks.

We signed forms and handed her the set-up check.

"This is a lot more than I need. I will keep it until your are in business then give you back the rest for your office lease. By the way the best accounting firm in town is at the other end of the hallway."

Clara handed the check and the papers to her secretary with a kiss then took Audrey's hand and we walked to an Italian restaurant two blocks away into the older part of town. 

I was rapidly getting an entirely new perspective on Audrey. She was animated, laughed a lot, and was always kissing someone. 

Among others two stunning blondes ran out of a ladies gym and just mauled her with kisses, then ran back to the gym.

Everyone was happy to see her.

After the three kissed their way to a table and we sat I said, "Apparently we have two weeks of vacation. My first in two years," I said.

"My first in three," Audrey said. "I had never taken a vacation until I got fired."

"You should get fired more often," Clara said.

The hostess came over and kissed all three with an extra bit of lip for Audrey. I was introduced to her and she kissed my cheek then asked what I wanted for lunch. She took my order and left without asking the other three.

"Why didn't she take your orders?" I asked.

"She knows," Audrey said.

Clara said, "Come to Vegas with us, Ruthie has shows the next four nights. Her Felicity fans are going to the show tonight, this will be Fiona and my second one, our first since she and Sean married and with Nancy in the show."

"How are you getting there?"

"Felicity Air. There may be some seats left, let me call Carly."

"Who is Ruthie?" I asked.

"A good friend," Fiona answered. Those were her first words to me. She had a British accent.

It eventually dawned on me that Clara's partner was not a business partner but a personal one. They still seemed like an odd couple, a diminutive redhead and a tall blonde. However there was definitely a palpable bond between them. Somehow I was happy to see that.

All three noticed my smile for them. 

Audrey seemed to be proud of me for some reason.

Clara interrupted our devouring of the linguini and shrimp lunch and said, "There are three open seats, do you want two of them?"

"Yes, but we don't have any clothes other than what we are wearing."

"We will be there early enough to do some shopping. 

Marissa!" Clara called to the hostess/manager/co-owner. 

"There is a seat available, go make juicy promises to Julian and go pack."

Clara got a wild kiss on the lips and Marisa ran into the kitchen then ran out to a car.

"When are we leaving?" Audrey asked.

"Now," was the answer and we stood and paid our bill. 

I had been included in the proceedings but was trying to come up with a reason to beg off. The big problem was I had not driven and Audrey obviously really wanted to go so I kept my mouth shut and went to their airport.

There were about fifteen people walking to a jet on the tarmac all carrying bags. I was carrying Clara and Fiona's bags.

When the crowd saw Audrey behind them they all ran back to us and kissed her on the lips and hugged her. Some of the ladies kissed my cheek when she introduced me to them. Apparently just knowing Audrey made me their friend.

As we boarded the pilot and co-pilot, both were women, visited with the passengers and kissed all the women on the lips. Audrey introduced me to them and I got hugs. There were only four guys on the plane but we were treated well. As soon as Marissa ran onto the plane we took off.

Most of the conversations on the way were about what was new in Ruthie's concert and whether someone named Nancy was going to have more than five songs. The one named Carly, a clone for Clara and Audrey, came by and after drowning Audrey in kisses gave her two tickets and told us we would be staying at Caesars Palace. We had the room Adrian and Martina had reserved.

"They went to Puerto Rico this weekend. You will not need to pay them back, they do this often," Carly said.

That sent me into a period of concern; Audrey and I were to be in the same room. Awkward was a good term for the conundrum. Audrey did not seem at all concerned and visited with family and friends. 

A guy that introduced himself as Marshall sat with me as Audrey visited down the aisle and sat with his wife. 

He told me that everyone hoped I was a good guy and would treat Audrey well. 

He advised me that Audrey was still mourning the death of her mother three years before. 

She had left town to grieve in private but many in town had visited her in the city to lift her spirits. She was better but this was just her second trip to town in three years.

He also told me that she was not a "fanatic" in her lesbianism, and winked as he returned to his seat.

It had never occurred to me Audrey was a lesbian. Maybe sharing a hotel room would be OK. I however felt disappointment for some reason.

I now understood the humorless part of her life.

As soon as we landed we were picked up by a bus and driven to our hotel. Audrey and I immediately went to a clothing store but by the time we got there we had decided to wear our work clothes to the concert and just buy clothes for the rest of our stay which would be until Tuesday. That was when the plane would come back for us.

We had our work clothes dry-cleaned as soon as we returned to the hotel and I took my shower first. By the time Audrey got out of the bathroom we had our clothes back and made it to the theater with five minutes to spare. 

Again a lot of people hugged and kissed Audrey including two tall older redheaded women. Audrey just flew into their arms and they drowned her in kisses. The lights were lowered before I was introduced so we sat and waited for the curtains to open.

I was in shock when they did, the most popular female singer in the world was center stage and the previously most popular singer in the world was backing her up. "Who was Ruthie?" I wondered.

Halfway through the show Melody began to kibitz with the ladies in the front row. We were sitting in the middle of the second row.

I was again shocked when the star stopped in mid-kibitz to tell Audrey she was very happy to see her.

I did not pay that much attention to popular music and even though I had heard Melody's songs before I was not ready for the amazing show she put on. She even covered songs by a long dead diva. The crowd was mostly women with a smattering of gay men and couples, all stood to give an ovation when the show was over.

One of the tall redheads came over and took Audrey's hand and led her to a foyer next to the stage. Audrey took my hand and led me alongside her as she clung to the bigger of the two women. We ended up holding hands until a door opened and we were led backstage. 

As soon as Melody saw her she opened her arms and Audrey jumped into them and gave her a big kiss.

"You must be Jack, good to meet you," a tall redheaded guy said as he shook my hand. The two tall ladies kissed us and walked on.

"Hi, I'm Nancy. Glad you got Audrey to come. She has said very nice things about you."

I was stupefied, a multi Grammy winner had introduced herself to me and it got worse when Audrey introduced the star of the show as Ruthie. 

As it turned out the guy that had welcomed me first was her husband and band manager. I stood next to him as he explained the Melody/Ruthie deal as the women kissed him each time they walked past. Some kissed my cheek before they introduced themselves.

I was in a confused swirl until we left the stage.

Audrey and were both hungry so we went to a famous Chinese restaurant in Caesars. Several of Audrey's friends were there and I managed to hear some of the gossip. All seemed to like me for some reason.

Audrey related to them how our day began and all laughed at the deviousness of our former and future boss. 

I also heard Audrey agree to meet two of the ladies in their room a little later. 

The food and conversation were exceptional, I was well entertained.

As soon as we got back to our room Audrey changed into a t-shirt without bothering to go into the bathroom. She simply turned her back to me took her dress off and put on the shirt. She had been and was still braless. She wore bikini panties.

She left barefoot after advising me, "Don't wait up."

I was exhausted and was soon asleep. I did feel Audrey get in bed but did not fully wake-up. I had no idea what time that was. 

I was up first the next morning and took a shower. As I got dressed I looked at the bed and saw that Audrey was not under the cover and that her t-shirt had rolled up. 

She did have tits, they were small but she had the most beautifully delicious puffy nipples I had ever seen.

I felt my mouth water.

I decided to let her sleep and get breakfast somewhere but before I made it to the door I decided to tell her where I was going. 

I covered her with the sheet and knelt next to her. I moved her hair to one side of her face and again had to fight the impulse to kiss her. 

I said, "I am going out to find breakfast."

"The buffet at the Bellagio, save me a seat," she mumbled.

I smiled and agreed to do so then left. The Bellagio was across the street from Caesars so it did not take me long to get there. What did take a long time was deciding the priorities for my first plate. I had already decided there would be several trips to the buffet. On my way to find a table I ran into Sean, Ruthie's husband. He pointed at a large table that had a blonde; the bands string players, and two older women.

I was about to continue my search for a table when the blonde with glasses saw me and waved me over. She turned out to be Ruthie. 

There was no way for me of telling she was also Melody.

As soon as I sat Ruthie asked me if Audrey was still in bed. 

I said yes but expected her to join me eventually.

I was introduced around and learned the older women were Sean and Ruthie's mothers. The string players turned out to be husband and wife.

Sean returned with a big plate of sausages covered in sausage gravy.

"Where is that?" I asked.

"On the table at the front," he said. "Is Audrey joining you?"

"Yes, at least she said she would. She sent me here."

"It may be a while, Sis and Trini are still sound asleep. It was their first get-together in two years and I doubt they got any rest," Sean commented.

Nancy and her friend Carmen joined us and we all scooted over some. The two tall redheads, sisters Mo and Wendy, and a blonde named Marie, one of the backup singers, joined us and we had to find a bigger table. 

Mo was the woman Audrey had clung to the previous evening.

Audrey came over and after kissing everyone but me she ended up sitting on Sean's lap. He decided to go get more food and simply lifted Audrey to my lap.

"I am going to follow him, save my seat," I said and lifted her to the bench. When we returned Audrey sat on my lap then ate a third of the food on my plate.

Ruthie said to me, "The smaller the redhead the faster the metabolic rate, the more they eat. Karen and Maggie are the only two that out eat her, so to speak."

Laughter followed that remark.

I had not noticed until she got up to get more food but my free arm had settled around Audrey's waist as we ate. She had not objected. When she returned she again sat on my lap even though there was now room at the table. She put my arm around her waist and continued eating. I ate a third of the fruit on her plate.

Eventually we quit eating breakfast and most decided to go back to bed. Several of them had to work that night.

I had never been to Vegas and as it turned out Audrey had not either so we decided to see the sights. 

At the Venetian we rode a gondola and got that picture then bought tickets for The Blue Man Group. We toured the Wax Museum then did some more shopping, we got swimsuits and sunglasses.

As we walked I asked Audrey to describe for me the people I had met and was likely to meet. I specifically asked about Trini and the one everyone called Sis.

"She is Sis to Sean but Cis for Cicely to everyone else. Marti is their Mother. They were from California then Marti moved to Florida then Sean and Ruthie met at a lesbian biker bar and the rest was history."

"Lesbian biker bar?"

"I'll take you there.

Oh, Cis and Trini refuse to admit they are a couple."

She told me about her lesbian trysts with them and the fact she and Sean had fucked. So had she and Ruthie, Carly, Clara, and Edie, among others. She explained that many women in Felicity were gay and many more were bisexual.

"Ruthie, Edie, and Carly are lesbians that fell in love with men. There are several others that fit that classification you have not met including the couple whose tickets and hotel room we got. 

No one in town is shy about showing their love so there is a lot of hugging and kissing but those do not necessarily mean anything, well except I love you. 




Felicity Ch. 39



We don't do air kisses or cheek kisses unless we don't know them very well. 

Unless asked don't kiss the ladies, let them kiss you."

She then kissed my lips.

"Can I kiss you back?"

"Not yet." 

"How much have you told others about me?"

"Just how much I hated you for being smarter than me."

I was going to push on that until I saw she was blushing. 

I again had to restrain my urge to kiss her.

"You sure I can't kiss you back?"

"No," she said and walked on leaving me confused. 

I eventually decided she meant she was not sure I could not kiss her back. I hoped.

Somehow I began to touch her as we walked around The Strip. 

It was not on purpose, my hand and her body simply made contact often. I blushed and apologized at first but she never shied away so I kept my hand on the back of her waist at times. 

We went up the Eiffel Tower and watched the Bellagio fountains dance from there. My arms were around her waist while we watched; it was crowded up there, although perhaps not that crowded.

At M&M world I bought her a shirt with the green M&M character. She kissed me.

I kissed her back.

"Fresh," she said with a smile.

When we found ourselves near our hotel we decided we were sleepy so we went to our room. We stripped down to shorts and t-shirts and got in bed.

Our bed was an extra large king bed, we had plenty of room between us. We were both sound asleep within seconds.

I got up once to pee; she got up once to pee. We were closer to each other when we returned to bed.

I dozed off and when I awoke we were spooning and my hand was on her panty-covered ass. 

I smiled and went back to sleep.

I was alone in bed when I woke up. I got up to take a leak and found her in the shower. I took a leak anyway and felt her watching me, which in turn made my cock become erect.

"Are we going to eat before the show or after?' she asked.

"Why not both?" I answered.

"In that case stop playing with yourself and let me get out of the shower so I can get ready."

"You can just go ahead and come out and I will go right in and take my shower."

There was silence for a few moments then suddenly a wet and naked woman was in front of me reaching for a towel. I did not know whether to look at her tits or red pubic hair until she said, "Your turn."

She was looking at my crotch. I got naked in front of her then got in the shower.

We had just played, "show me yours and I will show you mine" quite successfully.

We had appetizers at a different famous chef's restaurant at Caesars and headed towards our show. Half way over to the Venetian her hand took mine and we held hands throughout the evening. We loved the show and did a lot of laughing. The only time she let go of my hand was when we needed to protect ourselves from splashing drums.

After dinner at the Venetian we went dancing at Cleopatra's Barge in Caesar's and she seemed to be very pleasantly surprised to see I was a good dancer. She kissed me.

I kissed her back.

She smiled.

After an hour or so we went to our room.

I went to bed wearing only boxer shorts. She went to bed wearing only a t-shirt. I kissed her lips as I said goodnight. She kissed my lips as she said goodnight. There was one more kiss for no reason at all. We both enjoyed it a lot.

We spooned and amazingly we both simply went to sleep.

Early the next morning she woke up and went to the bathroom, As soon as she was back in bed I went to pee. As I got in bed I noted she had taken her shirt off, she was naked. 

I took my shorts off, spooned behind her and caressed her ass.

"Masher," she said and took my hand off her ass and pulled my arm around her waist with my hand just under her tits. I slid my hand up so half her tit was in it and I got closer. 

I kissed her neck then asked, "What do you want to do today?"

"It's Sunday, there isn't much going on in town. The music people and crew will be leaving for home this afternoon if the weather there gets better. Getting naked between Clara and Fiona comes to mind."

"Can I watch?" I asked in jest. 

She did not treat the wiseass question as a joke. 

She thought about it for a few moments before answering, "I'll ask."

My cock was already hard and between her thighs, it jumped at her answer.

"Easy, I have not made my decision yet. I am trying to see if you even like me."

"I have always liked you. Yesterday morning I didn't like you as much as I do now but I liked you a lot more than I had the day before. I knew I really liked you when you were eating half my breakfast as you sat on my lap and I realized I enjoyed that.

Yesterday was my best day in years. I still worry about us working together but for an entirely different reason now."

"Yeah, there is that," she said as she bent the knee of her top leg giving my cock an unimpeded route to her pussy. I pushed in a bit and she pushed back a bit and the head of my cock slid into her.

After a soft moan she continued, "We seldom agreed on anything and we may end up fighting all the time,"

"True," I said as I took a short stroke. 

She softly moaned again and as she returned my next stroke asked, "What are the chances you would fall in love with me?"

That was an unexpected question. It quickly occurred to me she had been in love with me for a while. 

As I caressed her tits and kissed her neck I began to suspect I had been in love with her for a while myself. She had always been on my mind.

I rolled onto my back and scooped her up onto my body. She slid my cock into her as I gave her a long soft kiss. "Better than even that I already am," I said.

Suddenly she sobbed. I kissed her tears and her lips then held her tightly to me.

"Do you want us to live in Felicity?" I asked.

She sobbed a yes.

"Do you give blowjobs?"

"No."

"Do you expect to keep eating pussy?"

"Yes."

"Can I always watch?"

"As far as I'm concerned yes, some may object."

"I will give you privacy with those. Are you going to fuck other cocks?"

"No." 

By then she was fucking me.

" Do you love me?"

"Yes," she hissed as an orgasm hit her.

We paused for a wild kiss then she resumed fucking me.

"Do you like me on top?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Urgh," she said as she had another cum but did not pause after that one. She was suddenly trying to fuck me to a new zip code and I was just holding on. Soon an amazing groan escaped her lungs as she pressed her tits to my chest. That did me in and I began to ejaculate into her. A long moan later she was done and I could feel our juices running down my balls.

"Best ever," I said.

"Easily the best ever. We need a shower."

I sat us up and stood with my cock still in her and walked us to the shower. We took our toothbrushes in with us and spent some quality time in the shower kissing.

"That was a lot of cum that just came out of my pussy. How long had it been since your last fuck?"

"About a year. My last was with my ex just before she re-married. I do masturbate every once in a while but it has been weeks since the last time. You are on the pill I assume."

"No, don't need to be. I had cancer once but between the cancer center and Clara's soups I am cured."

"Oh, that's good. We are likely too old for children anyway."

She slapped my ass hard then said, "Kiss me some more."

"Gladly."

"Press on the nipple then pinch it hard."

I did as instructed as I kissed her again.

Her hand was caressing my cock and my cock soon miraculously resurrected. She knelt and began to kiss and sucked my cock until it was as rigid as it got then climbed up over it. We both groaned as I slid into her.

We were still in the shower kissing with her legs wrapped around my waist as we coupled when we heard someone knock at the door.

I turned the shower off as Audrey asked, "Who is it?"

"Clara," was the answer so I walked us out of the shower and Audrey opened the door.

Clara was not at all surprised to see Audrey wrapped around me with my cock in her pussy as we dripped water on the floor. She walked to the bed as she called Fiona and got undressed. Audrey was mostly dry and eating Clara's pussy when I let Fiona into the room. Soon Audrey disappeared between them.

I got dressed and went down to the coffee shop and got us four large coffees and four large fresh cinnamon rolls.

When I got back to the room they were resting and kissing. 

Our table had only two chairs so Audrey sat on Fiona's lap and Clara sat on mine. My cock immediately returned to the erect position. The three had remained nude.

We were down to just sipping coffee when Clara stood, exposed my cock past my gym shorts, then straddled me facing me as she slid my cock into her pussy. She resumed drinking her coffee and discussing the plans for the day with the others.

The conversation resumed but I found my hands on Clara's ass as I watched one of Fiona's hands on Audrey's tits. I assumed her other hand was on Audrey's pussy.

Suddenly there was silence. Fiona had begun to kiss Audrey as she fingerfucked her. Clara was now fucking me. I heard Audrey orgasm. I felt Clara orgasm. Then the two got up and went to the shower. 

I gently led Fiona onto the table, kissed her and slowly slid my cock into her pussy. I had given her time to object but she had not so I began to fuck her. 

It had seemed to me that she had wanted me to fuck her but was too reserved to let me know. As soon as the wrapped her long legs around me I knew I had been right.

Her orgasms were quick and intense. Her kisses were very passionate and she was almost constantly moaning through them. She eventually quit after a big cum and we soon joined the other two in the shower. We heard orgasmic moans as we walked in.

I had not cum but was ready for a break anyway.

Audrey climbed over my body and again wrapped her legs around me.

"This is how they were when they opened the door," Clara said to Fiona.

"No wonder you were instantly horny. So flying over the Grand Canyon is on our agenda today."

"Yes, and more Audrey. I don't' think she understands how much we missed her yet."

Between our kisses Audrey said, "I don't think you missed me at all."

Each pushed our chests apart and began sucking Audrey's tits. 

My cock grew into her pussy and we were again fucking in the shower until her orgasmic groan echoed off the walls and I flooded her with cum for the second time that morning. 

We slowly left the shower and got dressed. We went to the Bellagio buffet then walked over to the helicopter pad two blocks away. It was just nine AM local time.

The Grand Canyon is an amazing sight from the air and Audrey and I were awed. Clara and Fiona not so much.

"You were not impressed with the biggest canyon on Earth?"

"I've seen bigger," Clara said to a reproving glare from Fiona.

Audrey and I laughed at the outrageous statement. 

When we were back on Earth the ladies decided to go shopping and Audrey went with them. I went to the casino at our hotel and gambled. It took me two hours to lose one hundred dollars so I was pleased.

As I jumped into the elevator I saw that the ladies were in it. They ignored me until the other two people got off then Audrey asked me, "Hey mister, wanna fuck?"

Fiona and Clara burst into laughter and got off on their floor after showing me their tits.

When we got to our floor Audrey handed me one of her huge store bags and said, "Here, presents."

The bag had a pair of deck sneakers, polo shirts and khaki shorts all miraculously in my size. 

Then I thought, "Not so miraculously, we still had not put away our previous day's purchases. My size was easy to find among them.

For some reason even though we were not going to fuck we both got naked. I loved looking at her naked body and apparently she enjoyed looking at mine.

We got in bed and cuddled.

"I assume those two are your best friends and lovers,"

"They are. Fiona is very conservative and shy around most people except me, and apparently you. She told me you fucked. 

You are just the second guy she has fucked in many years, Sean is the other one.

Sean is one of the few men with privileges with other women. Ruthie controls which women but there are about six of us. Of course we have to fuck Ruthie too but that is a great privilege in itself. 

By the way as you could tell, you already have privileges with Clara and Fiona. Cis doesn't fuck men but Trini does, I will see about her. Oh, if Fiona looks familiar to you she was once a supermodel.

Mom and her second or third cousin Mo were best lifelong friends. Mo is Clara's Mom.

Clara and I are some kind of cousins, which in Felicity is immediate family. 

Clara vanished off the face of the Earth for nearly a year once. Fiona knows where she was and may have been with her but does not tell. 

Anyway when she returned she was a different person, less career and more loving. Everyone pretty much accepts they went to a retreat somewhere. We do know Clara makes the best chicken soup but you have to be sick to get any. She made me a batch when I was sick.

When I moved to the city after Mom died I already had cancer. Clara would bring me her soup on a regular basis until I was pronounced cured. 

Before she began feeding me my cancer was not retreating. After she began to bring me soup it was gone in two months. 

I am convinced it was she that saved my life, not the cancer center."

"It is clear to me you adore each other so I adore her and Fiona too. I hope I never disappoint them."

"Thank you baby but I must tell you there are many others you should not disappoint."

"They need to wear team Audrey t-shirts so I will know who they are. How many are there?"

"Maybe thirty."

"I want a divorce," I said as I held her to me.

"You can't have a divorce. We are not married."

I kissed her as I thought things over then said, "Well you know, we are in Las Vegas."

She looked at me in astonishment and asked, "Are you serious?"

"Why not? Your maid of honor is here and there are enough people left to form a decent audience."

I saw her searching my face for something.

"If I say yes.....?"

"We would need to call Carly first. She would know who is still in town."

"No, my first call would be to Aunt Wendy, then Carly then Clara."

I handed her phone to her. Her hand was shaking.

"We have been lovers for just two days'"

"No, we have been lovers for almost a year but wasted the first eleven months. Lets, not do that again."

She giggled and I kissed her. I left the bed and got dressed. I kissed her again and told her I would be right back. I went down to the concierge desk and asked for all the literature they had on Vegas weddings then went back up to the room. Audrey was giggling through her tears as she spoke on the phone.

"No, don't call them, they need to get home." 

Whoever had been on the phone with her had already hung up.

She was now sobbing softly.

"Do you love me?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." 

She threw herself at me and hugged me with all her might but kissed me softly. She began to say something but her phone rang and kept on ringing the rest of the day. 

About twenty minutes later Carly and Ruthie came into the room screaming and basically tackled the still naked Audrey. The next thing I knew the room was full of women and Sean was leading me out until we found ourselves at a coffee shop.

Sean said, "Aunt Wendy has everything covered including the reception. As much as you love Audrey you will be happy to know you are also marrying all the women in there and the town of Felicity. You have just been admitted into heaven. Do you have rings yet?"

"Oh, rings. No."

"License?"

"No. It's Sunday."

"This is Vegas. Call her and tell her to get dressed, she has places to go."

The performers had come back from the airport; their plane had been delayed in arriving and had just landed but the group had not boarded yet. 

The stage crew and a few others did go back and later claimed it was their worst flight ever although they had to admit the pilot and co-pilot had them laughing through the worst of it.

I have just a vague memory of the details but we were married Monday morning. We used cheap wedding bands; our rings were going to be made by Wendy.

Audrey had five bridesmaids but only because there were just five identical dresses her friends could fit into ranging in size from Ruthie to Carly. Clara had a different dress but in the same color as the others. 

Audrey commented it may have been the first wedding ever in which the bridesmaids were chosen by dress size availability. 

Audrey was in a very fine wedding dress. All of their outfits were rentals.

Sean was commandeered into the best man position.

Our reception was at a place called Aunty El's owned by what was apparently a good friend of Audrey's Aunt Wendy and Sean's mom Marti.

On our return to Felicity Audrey and I checked into the beach resort then went to Wendy's shop to pick rings. Sean steered me across the street to a bar and Audrey entertained the ladies as she narrowed the choices to one. I could see and hear a lot of cheering across the street.

We bought a very fine town home for a lot less than expected then put our condos in the city up for sale.

By the next weekend we were residents of Felicity.

The Monday after that the A & J Consulting firm became a reality on the second floor of the same building Clara and Carly worked in.

Sean had been right, Felicity was heaven. Audrey was my guardian angel and I became hers. 

I coaxed her into introducing me to her mother, her first trip back to the cemetery since her mom's burial.

It was apparently a cathartic experience for her that began in tears and ended with laughter and love.

While there she called her Aunt Mo, her mother's best friend and told her where she was. Mo and Clara joined us in less than ten minutes. Tears returned soon after but so did the laughter.

I was introduced to many departed family and friends and the three always talked to them. I began to say Hi to them.

Several gravesides had benches, as did a few others in that section of the burial ground. When we returned to visit her mother a month later there was a bench there too. Audrey overwhelmed me with kisses as she thanked me.

I suddenly found myself a member of a huge family.

Randall had given our name to others and we found ourselves having to turn down business. Randall's was the only account Audrey and I worked on jointly and were happy to see we never had a disagreement; in fact we often combined our ideas into one for him. 

Audrey and I found ourselves making a lot of money. 

Randall found himself making a whole lot more money.

Did we live happily ever after?

Damn right we did. 

And it all started when we got fired. 



Felicity Ch. 40



A friend called Mark had connected my home computer to a group from work that wanted no frills sex. 

Most members were male and many wanted gay sex but three were female, all lesbians, wanting lesbian sex. I sent them hello's anyway and I was still browsing when one of the women asked if I was available Friday.

I answered yes before I noted that Friday was the next day.

She wrote right back asking me to escort her to a wedding then take her home and fuck the hell out of her.

"I look forward to both," I wrote.

I did attend the wedding of people I did not know with a woman I did not know but as Lori's date I attracted a lot of attention and warnings for my safety. I decided to bring her to my house thinking there was less of a chance to get interrupted.

I fucked the hell out of her, ate her pussy, fucked the hell out of her, ate her pussy then made love to her. She was on her sixth orgasm when I got to mine.

With my cock still buried in her I rolled us over until she was on top then we dozed off for about twenty minutes. We woke up as my cock was exiting her pussy.

"I have cold chicken, wine, rum, and coke."

"Do you have a lemon?"

"Yes."

She kissed me then got up and went to my bathroom as I fixed our drinks and snacks. I met her in the living room, handed her drink and placed the plate of chicken thighs and drumsticks on the sofa table and went to pee.

When I returned neither she or my drink were there although the chicken was. I found her at my desk, she was accessing her account in our sex society.

Under her site notes she wrote my first name then, "Best-Fuck-Ever."

She kissed me and said, "You will be very popular very soon."

"Spend the night?"

"Absolutely."

We went to my living room and I turned on the DVD, Short Bus was still in it. I had been interrupted when a neighbor asked me to go over for some barbecue.

She had never seen it so we watched it from where I had stopped it, which was right after the guy got his own cock in his mouth, and we ate the chicken and drank a second Cuba Libre. 

We showered together then went back to bed. I ate her pussy and made love to her until we fell asleep.

The following morning she was sucking my cock.

"I had never wanted one of these things in my mouth ever but I'm desperate for another fuck before you take me home. My virtual mother is coming to visit."

"Virtual mother?"

"Mom's long time lover."

"Oh. You on top?"

"No, I want a wild fuck."

I gave her a good hard fuck and I filled her pussy during her third and very loud orgasm.

We dressed and kissed and I drove her home and we kissed and she asked, "Can you go again? We have an hour."

"No," I truthfully said but gently pushed her down to her sofa then devoured her pussy to orgasm, kissed her and left.

I checked the site for messages and found the other two lesbians had written, "Me next." 

So had one of the guys.

Late that Saturday afternoon I was beginning to think my Saturday night was not going to be as interesting as my Friday had been until I saw an icon blinking and I clicked on it, it was Lori. She wanted to take me to a lesbian bar that night.

"Absolutely. Dinner at the deli?"

"Good idea. I have a VIP pass so we can leave at seven for the deli. I will drive."

"Deal. I'll be ready."

At the deli we argued the merits of pastrami to corned beef and argued about the merits of Corona to Dos Equis. We ended up agreeing both were good and kissed in compromise.

I gave her bites of my pastrami and she gave me bites of her Reuben. We kissed after we enjoyed those bites. We kissed after I ordered another beer for each of us and again as I asked for the check. 

It was around nine when we got to the bar and there was a short line to get in which we bypassed for a different entry.

Once in the big club I saw it looked half empty. 

She saw my expression and said, "In another hour we will have a difficult time hearing, walking, even dancing. Getting to the bar will be nearly impossible so we better drink up."

I ordered a Corona and a Dos Equis and when I got to her she was kissing two ladies. They looked familiar and deduced they were the ladies that had claimed they were next. Lori introduced them as Alana and Francesca. Alana was a black haired pale skin pretty woman from Argentina, Francesca looked as is she was a sister but was from Italy.

"You need to increase your alcohol consumption, you are fucking all three of us tonight," Lori said.

"Help," I yelled.

They giggled.

Lori handed my beer to Alana and took me the dance floor. I saw Alana drink my beer as Francesca drank Lori's beer. 

It felt like it was at least twenty-seven hours later before the women allowed me to leave the dance floor and I managed to get a beer. By then the place was wall to wall people and walking had become difficult but I was rewarded with gropes as I passed by.

I stood to the side and watched the women dance with each other and old and new friends.

I was about to order another one when the ladies came to me and said, "Time to go."

Apparently it had been decided I would be in the back seat with Francesca. The only garment she wore was her dress. I was expected to fuck her as we drove back. We were in Lori's Corolla and there was not enough room for a decent fuck so when we stopped in my carport I carried her into my house while still fucking her.

I plopped us down in bed and began a serious fuck that at last got Francesca the cum she needed.

Francesca got up and kissed everyone then took the car keys off the just arrived Alana and left. Before the door was closed Alana was fucking me hard. She paused after a cum to take her dress off, the only garment she had worn, then resumed fucking me.

I felt Lori getting my shoes, slacks and shorts off then coming to me and taking my polo shirt off. It was then that I noticed she was nude. She straddled my face and lowered her pussy to my lips as Alana just kept on fucking me. 

Eventually Alana had a big orgasm and Lori pushed her off me and took her place at my cock.

"Gently please, I almost ejaculated in Alana." I said.

Lori kissed me deeply then kissed Alana before resuming the fuck at a gentle pace. Alana put her head on my shoulders and watched Lori fuck me.

All three women were short, less than five-three. Alana was the tallest and Francesca the shortest. Lori was the in between but there was not more than an inch difference between the three. All were around a hundred pounds although Francesca may have been one-ten.

Lori had the best tits and was very pretty. Alana was too but Francesca was striking in her looks as if she had stepped out of a Renoir. She was the sturdiest of the three with generous curves.

All three were bookkeepers for our firm. 

Lori announced her cum with a loud groan that made Alana jump a little. She soon was kissing Lori's tits and lips. Lori dismounted me and allowed Alana to impale herself on my cock once again. Lori put her head on my shoulder and watched Alana fuck me.

Her next orgasm came in less than five minutes. They switched again. Lori had decided that one was going to be her fuck until my cum filled her. 

That did not take long and I soon just exploded into Lori. 

She immediately exploded above me. 

Alana kissed Lori then her tits then me. Lori lay down on me and kissed us before falling asleep in less than thirty seconds.

Alana was asleep within seconds of that with her head still on my shoulders. It took me about ten minutes to go to sleep but did as soon as my cock exited Lori's pussy.

I felt Lori leave me for the bathroom and when she returned she chose to sleep next to me rather than Alana. As soon as I noted it was three AM I went back to sleep.

The next morning the three of us moaned ourselves out of bed, into the bathroom, and to the kitchen for coffee. We were still nude.

Lori said, "We make a good choir this morning even though our accumulated ages are likely still under a hundred."

"I am thirty seven," I said.

"I am forty," Alana said.

"Well, since that adds up to seventy seven and I'm not twenty three we do go over a hundred in age.

Bummer."

"It's not your age its how you feel," I said.

"In that case we are cumulatively nearly three hundred years old." Lori said.

We laughed and fixed ourselves more coffee.

Alana asked, "Any chance you could fuck us again today?"

"Yes, after coffee and a shower."

"In that case I will hang around for a while. Do you have any cereal?" she asked me.

"Yes, the corner cabinet."

She pulled it out and made a happy sound when noticed it was a strawberry Special K. I like strawberries. She served the three of us and looked for milk.

"On the door."

That's half and half."

"Yes."

She shrugged and brought it out. That morning the cereal was extra good so each of us ate a second helping finishing off the box.

(Two days later as I put a new box in my grocery cart I got an erection.)

We put our bowls and spoons in the sink and headed to the bathroom. I left out my mouthwash for them then I checked the shower water temperature. 

I knew women like their showers hotter than men can stand so I adjusted the temperature that although high it was manageable for me. Both joined me in the shower and it did its magic on us.

My cock was soon alert.

I fucked each from behind as I washed their hair. Alana had a nice and loud cum but Lori's was subdued.

I picked up her and held her to me as my cock sank into her. I put her back to the shower wall and fucked her hard until we both made loud moans that echoed in the bathroom.

Alana was not with us as we regained our senses.

"I need to get ready too, Alana and I attend Mass services on Sunday. Francesca assists the Father so she is already there. Come with us please."

"OK, I have nothing better to do on Sunday mornings."

I got the information on where and what time.

"I will meet you there," I said.

They dressed and left. I decided to wear gray slacks, black pull over shirt, and a black sport jacket. 

I went to the church and got there before they did so I asked Francesca where the other two usually sat.

"Second row to the left," She said.

Then she kissed my lips and thanked me for the previous night. 

I knew we were in a church about to welcome everyone but I saw she needed to do that so I said, "My pleasure," and went to sit.

After the service I had many people say hello and most of them left thinking I was Lori's boyfriend since I had been with her at the wedding in the same church.

I was OK with that.

I took the three to lunch then fucked all three on Lori's bed before going home.

I welcomed being alone the rest of the day. I was exhausted and dozed off watching a football game.

I did see the fourth quarter of a very good afternoon game and the first half of the Sunday night game but went to bed before the second half and was asleep within seconds.

The following week was normal all week. Well, I did smile a lot more than usual and some of the guys asked if I had gotten laid.

I answered no, that I had been devoured.

Friday I thought about calling Lori but felt I needed to stay home near a bathroom. I was better Saturday but was not confident the incident had passed. Sometimes my own cooking did that to me.

I was fine Sunday and watched football games but fell asleep during each of them.

The next morning I had a note on my desk from Lori. She asked if I had checked for messages.

I just went to accounting and apologized to Lori for being old.

She was annoyed. 

I later learned we were the same age although I was actually ten months older than she was.

Lori asked me to reserve next weekend for her.

I asked her if we were leaving town. 

"Yes, Mom's birthday. She lives on the coast. I will drive."

"Friday night or Saturday morning?"

"Friday night on my bed. Saturday morning on the road."

"Just two of us in your bed?"

"Yes."

"Thank you."

I went back to work and noticed my concentration wandered. "Maybe I need to cut back on all the sex?" I asked myself.

"Are you fucking crazy!" I yelled back at me.

After work I caught up with Lori and apologized again and included a heavy dose of self flagellation which made her giggle.

"Pussy," she called me.

"Yes please. I can be at your house in ten minutes."

A very short hesitation later she said, "The door will be unlocked."

She knew I had understood what she said, she was happy I had taken it otherwise.

I hurried to her home and found her naked in bed so I got nude and fucked her hard until she had a loud orgasms. I paused for kisses then rolled us over. She knew I would not have cum yet and just kissed for a while before she began loving me.

She had five nice cums before I dressed and went to her door. She kissed me and I could tell she was reluctant to let me go so I sat us on her love seat and we kissed for a while then again stood to leave.

"Which of your days can I have?" she asked.

"Not Wednesday, Thursday, or Sundays."

"I want all your free days."

"Deal."

"Spend the nights?"

"Yes."

I kissed her and left.

When I got home I saw she had left me three messages, one Friday, one Saturday, and her request on Sunday.

I answered the first,"Sick", the second "Still sick," and the third, "Yes."

The following morning she found a rose on her desk. She knew who had put it there.

That night I went to her house and took a new set of toiletries with me as well as work clothes for the next day. I also took Sub-gum rice and won-ton soup for us. We ate and watched our Tuesday night shows on TV then went to bed. We made love for two hours.

We did not have time to fuck when we woke up. We were surprised by how much we needed to accommodate each other when two people had to get ready for work in the morning.

We did manage to leave for work on time. 

She drove.

I began to look at my car without prejudice and found that for twelve years old it looked good. Well, fourteen years old. Maybe I should wash and wax it, vacuum, change the wipers, check on the rattle in the back, get the CD player fixed.......

Friday night I arrived at Lori's packed for three days. I took her out to dinner at the boardwalk then we strolled around for a while holding hands.

We returned to her house, got naked then got in bed. 

She got on top, slid my cock into her and began kissing me. I caressed her body from shoulders to ass. She began a soft fuck but soon stopped.

"I have a confession or three to make. First I was in my car down the street from your home the last two nights. I was very happy to see there were men with you each night. I probably would have been fine if Alana or Francesca had shown up because they are too gay to stick around for long but I knew while there I would have been hurt if another woman had those two nights. Sorry I spied on you."

"On Wednesday nights I entertain a chess player. 

On Thursday nights I entertain a computer whiz that is trying to make me one too."

She kissed me.

"Confession number two, I told Mom you were my boyfriend."

"I am your boyfriend three nights a week. All you did was exaggerate a little."

"Thank you," she said and kissed me.

She began to make love to me again.

"I thought there were three confessions."

"Not tonight," she said as she began to increase her pace. She had three orgasm before trying to fuck me to Bali. We arrived together with loud moans and she slowed to a halt. In less than thirty seconds she was asleep. I put a pillow on my shoulder for her and I was asleep in less than a minute.

It was perhaps three in the morning when I felt her get up and go to the bathroom. I decided I needed to pee too and after she got off the pot she aimed my cock for me. Back in bed she waited for me to get on my back then draped her body over mine making sure my cock lay between her pussy lips.

She kissed me, put her pillow back on my shoulders and was soon asleep.

We fucked in the shower the next morning. It was a hard breathless fuck. We dressed, got in her car and drove south. It was just eight in the morning when we left.

An hour and twenty minutes later she pulled into a carport at a nice duplex and carted our stuff in.

After we were introduced I kissed her Mom gently on the lips. She liked the kiss and me instantly. 

Lori and I took our stuff to the second bedroom then Lori drove us to the resort for breakfast. 

Several people came by to say hello and kiss both mother and daughter. Many kissed me when introduced.

A tall redhead rushed to us and kissed me before being introduced then told Lori to explain how the party would go then kissed us again and ran out with a take out box.

Lori explained, "She has to hurry and open her shop. Mom's birthday party is tonight at her house. It is a family and friends party until eight then it becomes a naked old broads party after that. Oww!"

"What she meant to say is that after all the children leave it will be a peer group clothing optional soiree in her hot tub."

"I liked the way your mother said it better. Oww!"

"Animal," her mother said to Lori.

"You taught me. Oww!"

The small smiles on their happy faces told me everything I needed to know except how to treat my ankle.

They showed me around town and many ran up to her mother, kissed her and wished her a happy birthday. Lori's Mom was a star in that town.

Her name was Teresa but all called her Bunny for reasons never explained.

That evening at her birthday party there were perhaps forty people ranging in age from twelve to it's impolite to ask but most of them were in her Mom's age group. Her mother was turning fifty seven.

None in her age group looked their age and all had fabulous bodies. 

Lori and I were the last two not in the age group to leave and we did see most ladies get nude and get in the hot tub. Lori swatted my erection but her Mom and the redhead kissed me and said "Thank you" before heading to the tub.

Lori took me to a lesbian biker bar that had many of her friends there. Most were surprised to learn she had a boyfriend and many gave me kisses that were well past friendly. We had a good time and it was past midnight before we returned to her Mom's home. 

We did not expect her back so we got nude and raided her mothers freezer for food. Lori knew exactly what she wanted and put two in a convection oven.

I sat at their kitchen table and she sat on the table in front of me and I made love to her pussy until the timer rang. We ate a most excellent shrimp dinner, cleaned up and went to bed.

She placed me on my back, straddled me and sunk down on my somewhat erect cock. She gave me the best kisses anyone had ever given me then put her pillow on my shoulders and went to sleep.

We had seen that both of us were wiped out making a good fuck unlikely. Her solution was perfect.

The following morning we did fuck nicely then went into the kitchen still nude. We did not expect her Mom to be back until noon.

She was in the kitchen, nude. And so was one of the ladies I had met the previous night. Lori's virtual Mom Lily.

"We are surprised to see you. Did you get thrown out of your own birthday party?" Lori asked her Mom then kissed her before she could answer.

"Lily, thanks for escorting her home. I hope she didn't cause you a lot of trouble," and kissed her.

I kissed her Mom and Lily on the lips and got coffee for Lori and me.

"Lori, honey. You have cum oozing down your thigh," her Mom said.

"It's OK Mom. It's his. What's in the oven?"

"Pigs in a blanket, we stole them from Wendy's fridge on our way here this morning. They will be ready soon," Lily said.

I took a quick detour and got her Mom's birthday card and handed it to her.

She squealed when she found two tickets to Jersey Boys in the city next month. She swarmed me with kisses and the occasional dick grope.




Felicity Ch. 40



"Uh hum. Do you have anyone in mind to accompany you that night? Someone who lives in the city and can accommodate you that weekend," Lily asked.

"Well, him," she said as she gripped my cock.

"Mother!"

"Yes, baby."

"Let go of his cock!"

"Oh, sorry. I didn't realize...."

It took her perhaps another ten seconds and a long squeeze before she actually did.

Lily said, "I'm waiting for you to make the right choice before I murderlize you."

"Well since you put it that way...."

Breakfast was ready so we sat at the kitchen table, ate and drank our coffee as Lori and I sat through a very sanitized retelling of their evening.

"I will translate that for you later," Lori told me.

I did catch that it was a long lesbian orgy that included most of the prominent ladies in town.

After we picked up in the kitchen Bunny and Lily went back to bed. Lori decided we would too, thanks to Lori, Bunny and Lily I had six delicious looking tits encouraging my cock into making a rapid recovery. 

As we passed her mother's room we saw the door open and Lily covering Bunny's body with her own. We saw their tits smush together.

We left Lori's bedroom door open and she began a fast blowjob and as soon as she got my cock fully alert she straddled me and began a furious fuck. 

We heard a moan from across the hallway and Lori increased her efforts tenfold. She had a loud orgasm and slowed to a halt. 

I rolled us over and saw the two women looking at us from the doorway. Lily had Bunny enveloped in her arms.

I made long slow love to Lori. I heard moans from Lori and from the doorway. I changed gears and fucked Lori hard until she had another cum then slowed again. 

Lori was soon losing control of her body and I took a few hard, deep strokes and Lori just lost it.

She screamed, babbled then fell silent.

I released all the pent up cum I had in her.

Feeling my cum flood her may have stirred her into waking up for a few seconds.

I rolled us over, put a pillow on my shoulders and her head on it and coaxed her back to sleep.

I dozed off and woke up about two hours later, I was being smothered in kisses. I hugged her to me and noticed it was not Lori in bed with me, it was Bunny.

"Hurry and get dressed. We are taking you to lunch."

She allowed me to get up but I needed a shower first. Lori was already in it but we just held on to each other until her Mom stuck her head in and told us to hurry hurry.

We did the best we could and joined her in the living room. She ushered us to her car and drove us downtown. We found a place to park and she led us to a Puerto Rican diner to meet a guy. 

It was the guy that had stopped a school shooter in the city that last Christmas. I was very happy to meet him and say thanks to him but I had been told not to show hero worship which is impossible when you have hero worship.

We did eat appetizers and everyone talked as normally as they could but it was obvious to all of us he found the commotion a bit embarrassing. It took all of us a while to tone things down but eventually we did.

We stayed no more than twenty five minutes before her Mom ushered us out and after grabbing a bag of empanadillas drove us home.

"No one is to know he is here. The press will be looking for him in Chicago. The pretty girl next to him is Norma and she is taking care of JB, she was the medic that kept him alive until he got to the hospital that day. Her sister, the co-owner of this place, said she is probably is in love with him."

"I feel I need to do something for him."

"Just be his friend, that is what he needs. You two need to be packing to go home."

"I thought we lived with you?" I said.

Mother and daughter burst out laughing.

Lori and I did pack and took the empanadillas home. I ate my half as Lori drove.

"Mom watched us fuck didn't she."

"Yes, both did."

"Did you fuck them?"

"Gentlemen never reveal such things."

She drove in silence for a while then said, "I guess I would have approved, she does need it and there are no men in town she could fuck. I would rather it be you than some guy she met in a bar. She has begged me to bring you to her every weekend."

"And you said..."

"Hell no. I reminded her you are mine and that....."

After a pause she continued, "That I already share you with others. 

Francesca and Alana have come home with me at times and she knows them and of their greediness.

Comments?"

"Well, I am being somewhat overwhelmed by my new life. Just you is more than enough but I liked fucking Francesca, Alana and adding your Mom would be fine but not all the time and not more than one besides you."

"We will give you time to recover. You will have a quiet night tonight and you can take tomorrow off too."

"Thank you, but it is unlikely I will skip you tomorrow. For one I made you a promise."

"Thank you. 

Until we learned JB was in town you were the hit of the weekend. Mom loved your birthday present to her."

"It almost got her murderlized."

"Those two have been lovers since before I was born. I'm sure that as soon as Texas legalizes same sex marriage they will be at the front of the line."

"There are three empanadillas left."

"Give me one."

"Can I have the other two?"

"Hell no. I'll murderlize you if you touch them."

I pouted and after she ate the second she told me I could have the last one. I kissed her and she just shook her head giggling.

"Juvenile," she said.

"Am not," I said as crust flew out of my mouth.

She slapped my shoulder as she giggled some more.

A strange thought came into my head. If Lori and I had met eighteen years earlier we would likely still be married.

That thought scared the hell out of me.

We made it to her house and I took my bag and put it in my car. I walked her inside and gave her as best a kiss I possibly could and went home. It was still early afternoon.

I washed clothes and turned on a football game but could not relax.

Thirty minutes later I called Lori and asked if she was busy. She said no and asked why I wanted to know.

"My house is boring and yours isn't so I thought I might visit you."

She sounded excited and asked when.

"Right now. That's me ringing your doorbell."

Two seconds later she was helping me carry three days worth of stuff from my car into her place.

As soon as I was settled in she said, "You could come here after your visitors leave you know."

"I will think about that. Don't you have nights reserved for Francesca and Alana?"

"Yes, I do now. Wednesday and Thursday nights since you are busy then."

"Oh, would they be gone if I come here those nights?"

"Not if they know you are coming."

"You could kiss me now," I said but didn't wait and kissed her.

She said, "My place closer to work and in a quieter neighborhood and is bigger than yours."

"We are not going to compare size."

She slapped my shoulder and giggled. 

As Lori prepared dinner I snooped around her computer and saw her last post. "In a relationship" it said. She had taken herself out of the games.

I decided I did not want to read more and joined Lori in the kitchen. I kissed her neck as I went to the refrigerator looking for something to drink. I saw a bottle of red wine and poured myself a coffee mug.

"Pour me one," she said.

I poured hers in a wine glass.

We sat at the table and drank our wine.

"What's for supper?" I asked.

"Pulled pork over yellow rice and black beans."

"My favorite food groups. Do you have an avocado?"

"Already sliced."

I kissed her and decided against asking her to tell me why she had taken herself off the board. I knew what I wanted the answer to be but was too afraid it would not be.

I caressed her hand and kissed her fingers. 

She ran her fingers through my hair.

"You will never be bald."

"You don't like bald men?"

"No much although I like the ones that shave their heads."

"I'm not shaving my head."

"If anyone shaves your head it will be me."

"Threatening me again, huh. I'll tell your Mom."

"Then I'll murderlize you."

We kissed, stared at each other and kissed again until a bell chimed.

"Plates are in the glass front cabinet and the silverware is in a drawer under it."

I set the table and she plated the food. I uncovered the avocado slices and brought them to the table. She sprinkled salt on them and we sat to eat.

It was the best dinner of my life. The food was fabulous but what made it the best was the setting, her kitchen, and the company, Lori.

I praised her cooking talents and kissed her. She said thanks and kissed me. I helped her clear the table and loaded the dishwasher for her. She kissed me.

She replenished my wine. I kissed her.

I took the remaining avocados and smushed them with mayo and spread it between slices of bread and halved it. I gave her half and she kissed me.

"Is there anything on TV you want to watch?" she asked me.

"No, I only watch TV on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I have very basic cable and the only shows I watch other than the local channels are on the Food Network."

"I have Encore and Star. Want to see if they have anything interesting?"

"No, you are more than than interesting enough for me. Tell me your life story."

We took the wine bottle to the living room and sat on her love seat. She told me where she was born in the town we had just left. Her Dad had been a marine and died in the Balkans conflict when the helicopter he was in crashed. It had never been decided if the airship malfunctioned or was shot down.

"Mom was basket case but Lily and grandma pulled her through. She was pregnant with me when it happened.

She took classes and became an accountant. She invested and was soon a semi-rich lady. 

Lily, Mom, and I lived together until after I graduated from high school.

Then Lily found a man and moved in with him. That lasted two years until he just vanished. So did most of Lily's money.

Mom helped her get back on her feet and Lily got a job in the city. She is still here although Mom demands she move back home every time they talk."

"So far it sounds like a Lifetime movie."

"Most women's stories do."

"Yours?"

"No. Mine has been boring until very recently. Lets continue tomorrow night. I am tired and want to take a shower. You can join me."

"I certainly will."

Our shower lasted a while and we kissed a lot. I washed her hair and my semi-erect cock tapped her ass all through the task. I wondered if she would let me fuck her ass. I wondered if she would like to fuck my ass.

We dried, brushed our teeth and crawled into bed. We cuddled and went to sleep.

We were apparently past the pressure of proving ourselves sexually. We knew our fucks were great but we now felt they were not mandatory. We slept well.

Her pussy was covering my cock when I awoke before dawn. She was sound asleep with her head on her pillow which was on my shoulder. I caressed her ass and kissed her and went back to sleep.

That Monday morning there was less chaos as we got ready for work.

We loved it. She drove us to work. 

On normal days we never saw each other and that day was a normal day. 

After work I had her stop at my house and brought out things I would need including my lap top.

I asked her to stop for tacos and burritos but she said that after the ones she got at home she would never eat either one unless it came from Janie's.

I remembered seeing a place called Janie's Gourmet Junk Food and decided the next time we were in her hometown to stop there.

She was fine with Popeye's for chicken although she said the one from Mollie's Kitchen would kick Popeye's ass.

I decided our next trip there was going to be for eating.

We ate the chicken and cleaned up then I checked to see if I had wi-fi from her router and did. I stayed on my laptop as she watched Dancing with the Stars then we watched Castle together then the news.

We went to the shower and fucked under the stream. We loved that. We went to bed cuddled and slept.

A week later I had spent every night with her. I had gone to her bed after my company left Wednesday and Thursday nights. Her company had left before I got to her home.

The following Monday evening I told Lori my Wednesdays and Thursdays were now hers and to advice her friends accordingly.

She answered "Thanks!" and devoured me in kisses.

Tuesday was the night I watched TV. Lori watched with me. She had never watched the shows and I needed to explain the characters on each. I think I got her hooked.

That night after our shower we made love in bed. It was a long love making session which ended with her on top with my cock in her and her head on a pillow on my shoulder.

I had begun to wonder if I could go to sleep unless she was draped over me.

On Wednesday she dropped me off at my house so I could bring some stuff to her house including my car. Alana and Lori were in bed when I got back. I took a shower and joined them cuddling up to Lori. 

She kissed me and asked, "Can you fuck her?"

"Yeah, I would prefer she be awake though."

"I am awake and my pussy is very ready for you."

She climbed over Lori and impaled herself on my already erect cock. She made love to me and had a very fine orgasm. 

I knew it was an appetizer and did not cum.

We got up and they took dinner out of the oven, pork roast with red potatoes. We had remained nude.

We overate and staggered to the living room with tall glasses of wine.

We watched a strange movie on Encore then went to bed. Lori impaled herself on my cock, put a pillow on my shoulders and gave Alana a long kiss before kissing me and going to sleep. 

Alana cuddled to us and I kissed her until we were both asleep.

I awoke about ten minutes later when I felt Lori fucking me. She had apparently been doing so for a while because I ejaculated into her in less than two minutes.

She stopped, kissed me, then went back to sleep.

She had apparently realized I had not cum and was making sure to take care of me. Even though she was already asleep I gave her my best kiss.

There were still three of us in bed the next morning and I ended up fucking both and we were nearly late for work.

That Thursday I expected Francesca and when it was after nine I asked Lori if she was coming.

"No, she has decided she is not sharing herself with anyone anymore. She does that at times, a product of her upbringing, she was once almost a nun. In six weeks or six months she will come back to us. Now explain to me again why Lucy Liu is Watson."

I moved my furniture to Lori's except the ones there was no room for. My TV was bigger and we put hers in the bedroom. She did not have a stereo sound and video system and I did. 

She loved Nine Songs and was surprised that like Short Bus it was a Netflix movie.

That weekend she slapped me and kissed me.

"OK asshole I'll say it first. I..."

"I love you," I said then kissed her lips and her tears. It was twenty minutes later when she told me she loved me.

"Too late, I have moved on. You had your chance but yo......"

She slapped my butt and gave me the most pornographic kiss ever.

I was now home for Alana's entire visits so our evenings together were more leisurely. Lori brought out a strap-on and fucked Alana and me with it.

I learned Alana was the daughter of the late consul from Argentina. He had died in the city and after his funeral at home she and her mother had returned to collect their things but Alana decided to stay.

Her mother was an aloof woman.

We visited Lori's Mom about once a month and I fucked Bunny every two or three visits. The lady was intense in bed.

I ate chicken and fish and linguini and burritos and paella at the best places in the world that made them. I loved the beach in town. I loved the town.

On the next Memorial Day weekend on a whim Lori and I went to the school district office and gave them information on our college degrees and our experiences in the business world and asked what it would take to get a job as teachers.

The big redhead said, "Sign here and here."

Then to me she said, " You now have four classes in economics and one in geography."

"Why Geography?"

"We have not found one for the next school year so I have assigned you that class until we do. You will have another economics class then."

To Lori she said, "You have five math classes. Both of you are at the new high school. The building is open and the staff is touring the new digs now. Go join them. I will call your new principal and tell him to expect you."

She then handed us two business cards saying, "This is the best jewelry in town, or anywhere. That is my sister's place. 

This is the best real estate agent anywhere and also happens to be my sister. She can sell your places and get you a new one. Call her when you get back to Bunny's. Welcome to our slice of heaven."

We left the school district offices stunned, with signed contracts and two business cards.

We went to the new high school and Lori found herself among old friends. We liked everyone there and from one we learned we had three years to get a teacher's certificate and named a nearby college that had those classes in the summer.

Many asked us if we were married.

As we left the building Lori asked me, "Are we getting married? 

We had lived together for eight months and saw no possibility our relationship would end, so I said, "Yes." 

Lori dialed her Mom and said, "Meet us at Wendy's shop."

I heard a loud squeal and Lori simply hung up.

"Do you remember where it is?"

"Across the resort?"

"Yes."

I drove there and people were waiting for her already. Her Mom and Lily came squealing in and mauled both of us. We went through a ritual that everyone was familiar with except me, then I had a large bill to pay as the mob took Lori to the bar across the street.

Amanda the realtor visited us at her Mom's that evening.

After we gave Amanda our addresses she got information on our homes from her lap top and said, 

"I have a place you will love that will cost a lot less than your two homes are worth even though it's bigger and better.

Ready to go look?"

We nodded and the four of us got in her SUV. 

She was right, the patio home was bigger than ours combined and had state of the art appliances.

"Make it happen please, Lori and I said.

Back at her Mom's we signed a bunch of papers including the ones to sell our homes. I had enough to cover the legal expenses and she handed us the key right then and there.

"By the way, JB lives across the street. You will be neighbors.

When is the wedding?"

"We have not talked ab...."

I was interrupted by Bunny who said "July the second in Las Vegas. Staying at the Bellagio. Your sister is arranging it."

"Ooh we get to see Ruthie with Bree in the band," Lori said.

"Yes you do. Go to the computer and pick out the shows you want to see, tickets go fast. You will be there from the first to the fifth," Bunny said.

That summer went by in a blur. Amanda recommended we get an entire new bedroom, something no one else had been in. The next weekend we bought one we loved in town and spent Saturday night at home. 

Our new bed got a fine and extensive christening. 

The next three weekends we filled up a u-haul truck and carted our stuff from the city to our new home. The week before we married we already lived in town on weekends.

We gave notice at work and stayed with Alana those two weeks. She alternated from hostility to tears to feeling sorry for herself. Lori and I stopped all of those by consuming her.

We made sure she understood we had a second bedroom but it took her three days to let that sink in.

Our last trip to our city homes was to collect everything we had left and took it to the women's shelter. Our homes already had buyers.




Felicity Ch. 40



Lily and Bunny married in New Mexico.

"It's about fucking time you came to your senses," everyone told Lily.

She agreed. 

Bunny had kept on her case to move back with her whether she had a job or not from right after her husband vanished. 

It turned out Lily was embarrassed she had actually left her for a man.

Lori and I accompanied them on a small detour from Vegas to Albuquerque and were witnesses to their wedding ceremony. Two days after we got back they had their rings from Wendy's.

On Labor Day weekend Lori and I were nude on our patio and Alana was inside sleeping nude on my recliner. We drank cold sangria and reviewed our lives since Memorial Day. 

The move from the city seemed to take for ever but in fact it went a lot more smoothly than expected. Our realtor Amanda had everything mapped out and everything went according to plan.

Our wedding did too. We left from Felicity on a charter with concert goers and the star congratulated us from the stage. 

We saw Mystere and the Blue Man Group. We rode the gondola and enjoyed M&M world. We danced at the MGM Pyramid.

We had been teachers for two weeks. Before the first day of school we saw that many of the lessons I would teach Lori could follow up in her math class.

My classes were junior/senior classes and she had algebra and geometry classes so there was not an opportunity. 

At a faculty meeting the week before the kids started school we did mention that to Jack, our principal and the superintendent Mo. We wondered if in the future the school would consider piggy-backing those classes..

Before the regular classes began Lori had two classes of business math with all my seniors in it. Lori and I had a business math curriculum ready for the first nine weeks before school started.

It would be years before we learned that such accommodations were not done on the fly in most school districts.

We had found that having real world experiences to relate made the kids listen and learn better. 

They were stunned by credit card charges, our first combined lessons. Parents sent us thank you notes.

We loved being teachers. We loved our town, our friends, our home. 

We loved all our neighbors including the many lesbian couples. We double dated with nearly everyone on our street including the lesbians and our neighborhood gay male couple. We baby sat for neighbors at times.

I still had a craving for Alana which was fine since Lori had that craving too and we could satisfy our cravings often, more than twelve times a year.

Francesca fucked us constantly the first week in August then joined a monastery. She was a nun when we next saw her five years later. 

She was posted to the women's shelter.

That Labor Day weekend Lori and I looked at each other and just smiled. We were just another happy couple in town.

We kissed.

Then we fucked in the patio.

Then we kissed, and smiled..

Then we we went inside and graded papers.



Felicity Ch. 41



Chapter 41. Barbara

As I was leaving the resort parking lot I saw a woman sitting in her car with a look on her face that worried me. I circled around and stopped next to her. I was not surprised she had not noticed. 

She had a gun on the car seat next to her. 

I tapped the window and startled her but she did roll down her window.

"Listen, I'm sorry to interrupt what you intend to do but I have a couple of pointers for you to consider. One, if you use that gun while in the car it will get messy enough to be impossible for any one to want it.

Two, have you checked your insurance policy to see if it pays off for suicide? Most don't. That was what stopped me. I may have been a worthless bum then but I wanted my son to have something from me when I learned my insurance would not pay. So I started hanging around the toughest parts of town hoping some one would kill me but every bad guy could tell I did not have any money."

She saw my concern with the gun but did not react when I opened her car door. I did not want her to be too worried about me so I leaned back on my car leaving her to choose whether to close her door or leave it open. The woman got out of her car but left her gun still inside, best case scenario so far.

"What did you do?" she asked.

"I got a job as a janitor in a flea bag motel. Men would bring their mistresses in and on the way out they would give me 'you never saw me here' money.

I cleaned up and dressed better and got a job at a better hotel and took up room service meals. I got good tips but best of all I had access to a computer.

Listen, I was on my way to eat dinner. Are you hungry?"

Her expression told me she did not need to say yes. I opened my passenger door. She got her purse and locked her car before I helped her into mine. I did notice that she put her gun in her purse. 

As I drove to a downtown restaurant I continued my story.

"Anyway I used the computer to find a better job and I was soon working for the tourist office as a clerk. My job was to set up ads for places that wanted to advertise. Most advertisements were plain vanilla taken from a catalog. 

On my own I went to a few places that were not members and convinced them to join.

I designed ads for my new clients specifically for them.

They were happy but the tourist office was not, they fired me.

This place we are going to has an all you can eat fish special tonight and I love fish. They have other stuff too if you don't like fish."

She was suddenly worried about her appearance and pulled down the mirror on the visor.

"Do you have a comb or hair brush?"

I opened my console and handed her a brush and some wet wipes.

She did the best she could but ended up removing all her make-up. She still looked frustrated.

"I can stay here until you eat your fish and be happy with anything you bring out for me."

I answered, "This is casual place; most people in there are wearing shorts and t-shirts. We may be overdressed," 

She no longer had that look of impending doom in her face and was a beautiful woman. She was going to make me look good. 

I told her just that and she giggled.

I went around and opened her door.

That evening's crowd had every type of human being there scarfing up on the fish. I knew most and decided to introduce her to some people.

"What's your name?"

"Barbara."

"I'm Bill. Glad to meet you."

I introduced her to a playhouse manager and an actress, a Harley riding dentist and her husband, an insurance agent that would not get on a motorcycle. Two friends, a fashion storeowner and her manager/lover, asked us to sit with them. 

I asked Barbara if she was offended by the thought of eating with lesbians as I pulled out the chair for her. 

My friends gave me the finger.

Barbara sat as she blushed but said nothing. I asked her if she wanted fish and she nodded yes. I rose my arm and spread two fingers and fifty seconds later we each had a basket of fish and a plate of sides.

The couple at the table, Emma the storeowner and Judy the manager, asked Barbara if she had ever met lesbians before in her life. She shook her head no; she had most of a fish in her mouth and could not speak.

"Are we what you thought lesbians look like?"

Again a vigorous no and after she swallowed she said, "I may have met lesbians before but none that were out, so to speak. You two look like women that would run a fashion store. You also look like you are very happy with each other. I am happy when anybody is."

The ladies smiled then smiled again when they got their second baskets of fish. Barbara had already finished hers and was attacking her sides. I raised my hand and she got another basket of fish. 

Two beers were brought to us but the expression on Barbara's face had me placing one beer in front of Emma and asking the waitress to bring Barbara a sweet ice tea,

"He is trying to seduce you," Judy said to Emma.

Emma answered, "He will need to order many more before he would have a chance."

I wadded a napkin and threw it at her and they broke into giggles before attacking the fish again. I got my second basket of fish and Barbara asked the ladies where their shop was. 

The ladies answered and Barbara asked, "How long have you had the shop?"

"We have been there four years, it used to be a feed store."

"I would like to visit your store sometime, both of you look adorable in your outfits."

"Good, make him bring you over and spend a lot of money."

Barbara did not know what to say at first until with an innocent looking expression she asked me, "You are paying for this dinner aren't you?"

The ladies cracked up and I had to smile, it was a great line. 

Barbara was an intelligent lady

"Hey, Wederman. You need to give her ten minutes. She is funny,"Judy yelled to the playhouse manager.

"A funny comedian would ruin you reputation Paul. Don't do it."

That had been Gary, manager of a slightly upscale bar in the same neighborhood.

Soon wadded up napkins were flying through the air until the owner/chef Doris yelled, "If anyone throws another napkin they will have to pick them all up!"

Her fury was fake as usual as were our claims of innocence.

Everyone pointed to everyone else and resumed devouring fish. Ruthie and Sean came in and kissed their way to a table. I introduced Barbara and Ruthie kissed her lips. Her stunned expression was priceless.

Emma and Judy gave Sean the usual passionate kisses. Ruthie first got pecks on the cheeks then passionate kisses.

Barbara's expression was exactly what you would expect if you unknowingly wandered into Neverland.

Barbara eventually decided that three baskets were enough fish but I had room for another basket, my third. Emma and Judy had also quit after three but were enjoying their drinks. I had ordered a second beer for Emma. Judy wadded up a napkin to throw at me but received a glare from the waitress and just dabbed her lips with it. 

As soon as the waitress turned she threw it at me but missed and it landed by the waitress' feet. She turned in mock fury but Judy pointed at Ruthie that was now at a table behind her. Ruthie had a mouth full of fish and silently implored her husband Sean to defend her. He pointed at Ruthie and got his shoulder punched in return. The waitress tried to keep her angry face but that is impossible to do when you are giggling.

The ladies decided it was time to go and kissed me on the lips then semi-surprised Barbara with kisses on the lips. Judy whispered to her, "Did you like them?"

A wide-eyed Barbara nodded yes.

She watched as my friends picked up the napkins on their side of the table then kiss everyone on the way out. Judy's kiss to Ruthie included biting off a piece of fish Ruthie was putting into her mouth. Judy easily got out of the way of a wide right cross.

"Honestly, I can't take the child anywhere," Emma said.

Judy was almost a year older than Emma.

"Ready to go?" I asked Barbara as I picked napkins around our table. Barbara quickly joined me and I kissed my way out as I introduced her to others. All the women kissed her lips. She seemed to enjoy Clara's kiss a lot, she had closed her eyes. Her kiss to Fiona came with a signs of recognition. Fiona gave her a grateful kiss when Barbara did not make a signs although her smile gave her away.

I took her hand and as I walked us to my car and I asked, "Where do you live?"

"In my car."

"Well tonight you will have a bed. I will finish my story later."

I opened her car door and helped her in. I drove us home and showed her my spare bedroom then went to my room and got her a couple of t-shirts for her to wear.

"Take a shower. There is shampoo in there and there are new toothbrushes in the top drawer. If you are still awake after that come join me for the news."

I did not see her again until I was ready to go to work the next morning.

She hurried to me and said, "I'm sorry, I meant to join you last night so you could have me but I fell asleep when I laid down for a minute. I can be ready in three moments."

"Stay, watch TV and cook anything you want. The office closes at three on Fridays. I will see you then."

She was stunned until she flew into my arms and kissed me hard then headed to the coffee pot crying. 

I worried about her emotional state.

She was a short woman with short black hair. My first impression was that many people would confuse her for a teenager but if you looked closely her face showed the experiences of time. She was gorgeous with an athletic body, a fine ass, and very fine tits.

I had taken her gun out of her purse and took the bullets out the previous night and put it back. I also took her car keys and stopped by her car before going to work. I took everything she might need out including a small suitcase. Her car looked like it needed help so I called the Toyota dealer and had them come get it.

Work that day was intense but that was good, it postponed my decision on what to do with Barbara. I knew she would be staying with me for three days so I had time.

She was very happy to get her make-up bag and suitcase that afternoon. I showed her where the washer and dryer were and she ran a load of clothes. 

She told me that last night had been her best and most fun date ever and kissed me repeatedly.

"Why didn't just come to the bed and take me last night?"

"I don't take advantage of people in tough circumstances. I will not until you have a paycheck and that is if you still want me then."

"But I want you now."

"How did you end up in this mess?"

"I fell for a con artist. I bought a house for us and put it in his name He left me two months ago taking all my credit cards. Two days later there was a for sale sign in front of my house.

I finally accepted he was not coming back and called the police and although they were very sympathetic they said it was his house and he had the right to sell it. 

I turned him in for stealing my credit cards and was reminded he had his name on them too. 

I have tried to find him but he is apparently not even in the country. 

I was evicted from my house three weeks ago and have been living in my car since.

I have no job skills and no one will give me a job.

The resort I was parked in turned me down for a job as cleaning lady.

"Your husband?" I asked since she wore a wedding band on the ring finger of her right hand.

"He died fifteen years ago, never wanted me to work. 

The bastard came into my life a year ago promising I would be his queen.

I couldn't even get a job cleaning the thrones in a hotel.

By the way, I doubt I would have been able to pull the trigger last night. When you came to me I was hoping you would be a deranged killer. Instead you were Prince Charming and treated me to a fabulous night. Again thanks."

She gave me a long soft kiss then said, "And I do want you. Borderline need you. I want to feel like someone wants me because of me but I worry that the only thing attractive about me had been my money."

"Well you can count me is as wanting you even if you don't have money. What would you like for dinner?"

"Anything except fried fish."

"I know a Greek place."

"Perfect."

"Do you like Greek food?"

"Don't know, never had it before."

I smiled and said, "Get dressed."

She was still wearing my t-shirt she had worn last night and as she walked away she lifted the hem and showed me a very fine bare ass.

I audibly moaned for her benefit and she giggled.

She liked just some of her dinner that afternoon but I did stop and got her a couple of empanadillas. 

On our way out of town I drove her by my office and told her I worked there but not that I owned the ad agency; I didn't want her to know that. It had occurred to me she might treat me as her lover had treated her. 

I would have a report on her Tuesday morning.

I drove by Emma's place and stopped to make rude comments as they locked down the shop. Barbara rolled down her window and Judy went to her and gave her a long kiss, long enough for Emma to walk around and swat her butt. Judy came to my side and kissed me as Emma kissed Barbara.

"We are going to the playhouse tonight. Join us," Emma said.

"I saw it last week. We are headed to the House of Blues to see Blackberry Smoke before their price goes up."

"They're in town? OMG Emma, we have to go!"

"But we have tickets to the play."

"And you got them for free. I will treat you to the show tonight."

"Well, OK." Suddenly they were in my car and Judy said, "Go."

They called and had tickets waiting for them at the will call window just as I did. 

Emma, Judy and Barbara talked all the way into the city. I heard Barbara say she was visiting me and would be staying at my pleasure. 

She got all the lascivious ribbing she earned with that remark.

I tuned them out after she also said that she learned we were going to a rock concert at the same time they did. It was me the subject of ribbing then with Neanderthal being the term of choice.

It was a one-hour drive but we were early and went to the bar. I asked Barbara if she felt she could handle a drink and she suggested we share a beer. We did but she drank very little of it.

"Beer is an acquired taste, let me get you what Judy likes."

Judy liked Sweet Red Wine and Barbara managed to drink the whole glass although it took her nearly half an hour to do so.

The band gave a spotty performance, some good, some just noise, and a few exceptional numbers. I lowered my expectations for their future, as I had to do with The Fall Out Boys. 

However Judy really loved them, Emma appreciated them, and Barbara was confused by them. I guessed she was a country and western fan. I later learned she mostly listened to classical music.

I got each of them a concert t-shirt.

My concert souvenirs were the ticket stubs; I had well over fifty of them in a scrapbook.

After I dropped Emma and Judy at their car Barbara and I were assaulted with passionate kisses then we went home.

We took separate showers and I went to bed. Three minutes later Barbara gets in bed with me and says, "No sex. Just cuddling."

I was fine with that but my cock wasn't. It wanted Barbara badly.

"You may need to masturbate."

"Yeah."

I went to the bathroom and managed to ejaculate in just over a minute.

"You must have really wanted me." She said.

I growled as I got in bed and turned away from her very fine body. She turned towards me and put her hand on my ass and said, "Good nightzzzzzzzzzzz."

"Well fuck, I really like her," I thought.

Saturday morning was at times agonizing, at times fun, and at times confusing. Fun was cooking breakfast together. Every time I added anything to the food she added more. In retaliation I slipped a pad of butter in her hand then squeezed it shut. She kissed me as she caressed my face with her buttery hand.

Agonizing was when after we ate breakfast she loaded the dishwasher, every time she bent over I could see her bare ass and pussy. She put everything in the washer one at a time, in slow motion.

Confusing was when she began to cry as she kissed me then ran into her room and closed the door.

I left her to her emotions and went out to water my plants.

When I came back in she was wearing shorts and a blouse with sneakers.

"Could you take me to my car please?"

"It's at the Toyota dealer and will not be ready until Tuesday."

"What are they doing to it?"

"Everything that should have been done ages ago, belts, fuel filter, cabin filter, oil filter and on and on."

"Fuck. So I'm stuck here until Tuesday?"

"Unless you wish to stay in a motel."

She began to cry and went back to her room.

A voice in my head said, "Listen dumb ass. She wanted you to tell her you wanted her to stay with you."

"Oh, right," I answered the voice.

Just before I opened her door the voice came back and said, "Of course it could be her period just started."

"Oh."

I reached for the knob then thought better and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

"Would you like for me to go to the store for you?"

"Yes please, Tampons, heavy duty please."

I began to leave then turned and kissed her softly then left.

I brought back two kinds of tampons and some Midol pills and handed them to her. A few minutes later she came out and loaded the washer then went and got a glass of grapefruit juice and sat on a kitchen chair. She took a pill then stared into space for a while.

I sat next to her but gave her a bit of time.

"I thought I would have you tonight. Hell I thought you would not even make it through the morning. Being a woman is tough."

"Yes, I understand. It's even harder when they hear things but interpret them wrong. I don't want you to go to a motel. I don't want you to leave Tuesday. I was giving you alternatives not suggestions. Get comfortable here. If you are not ready to look for a job next week then fine, another week comes after that one."

She looked at me with astonished eyes and began to cry again but that time she was kissing me as she cried. 

After a few moments we got more coffee and sat at my patio table watching the butterflies and bumblebees work my flowers.

"Can we stay home tonight?" she asked.

"Of course."

"Can I sleep on your bed tonight."

I guess I had a confused look in my face because I had no idea how to answer that question.

She giggled and said, "No I don't want to swap beds. Yes I want to sleep with you. And yes it will only be sleep. Oh, and kisses. 

I understand if you are worried about the safety of your mattress but if you want me on my bed I still want you with me."

"My bed," I said and kissed her.

We sat in silence for a while until I asked her what kind of she job she wished to have.

"Travel agent but those jobs are disappearing and they seldom get to go on trips anymore. Fashion designer but I can't draw and can't sew."

"Model?"

"I'm too old and too short for that."

"You could do happy housewife or traveler or miserable Mom with the flu. You could also get your wish to travel a bit."

"Those jobs are on the other two coasts, not this one."

"There are a few around but you would need an agent and a portfolio."

" I don't need an agent and I don't have the money for a portfolio anyway."

"How do you feel?"

"Much better, thanks."

"I'll get my camera."

"What?"

I got my camera and had her pose amid the flowering esperanzas. Her black hair, black blouse and the abundant yellow flowers provided a fine contrast.

"Look like you just love being in Cancun."

"I have never been to Cancun."

"This is exactly like it is there. You are in your private patio in your hotel. Your naked husband is taking your picture."

Her facial expressions were priceless and I hoped I had captured all of them.




Felicity Ch. 41



"Do you have other blouses?"

"Yes." 

"What other colors?"

Red, tropical pink, lavender, yellow."

"Bring them out when you change out of the black one."

I photographed her with her lavender blouse against the bright red roses but she got too close to it and it grabbed her. I had to go rescue her and as I did my arm pressed her tits. She did not react to that, well, she did kiss me.

I asked her to put on the red blouse and she did so right there, she was bra less.

"Wait, wait, wait," I said then ran to her and kissed each nipple and her lips.

"OK."

She was giggling when she put on the blouse. I took pictures of her among blue plumbagos.

We repeated the sequence with two more blouses and two more flowers then we quit when I saw she was out of gas.

"Go take a nap on our bed," I said.

She nodded then heard the 'our bed' part and gave me the most fabulous kiss I had ever been gifted with.

I went to my home office and uploaded the pictures on my computer and edited them. She looked fabulous in each and I had to force myself to assume my professional persona.

I chose the best commercially worthy for each blouse color, put them in an album and sent it to my office. I then printed an album of all the rest. I gave it a cover page then put a plastic binder and spine on them.

I put the album on the coffee table and joined her in bed. I did not get an erection that time.

She was in the bathroom of her room when I got up. I made a fresh pot of coffee and broke out the almond cookies.

Barbara joined me and put a little bit of water in her cup then swallowed a pill. She followed me back outside with her coffee.

She ate an almond cookie in silence then said, "Being a supermodel in her period sucks."

"Sorry, we can wait until you can pose nude the next session."

"Right, who would look at them? Old Geezers Monthly?"

"Hey, I subscribe to that. Speaking of which, how old are you?"

"Guess."

"Between thirty eight and forty two."

"Exactly. My guess is you are the same age as me."

"You are correct."

"When will you have the pictures ready for me to see?"

"As soon as we move to the living room."

She stood and headed that way with the coffee but I decided to stay with my coffee and cookies.

Twenty minutes later she came back out and said, "I have never been as pretty as the woman on those pictures."

"That is difficult to believe since you are the same woman. I did do some editing but none on you. 

You had bumblebees all around you by the esperanzas by the way. I was impressed that you were able to ignore them. 

Did you notice you looked sexier as we went on?"

"Gee, I wonder why that would be?"

"A really good photographer."

I raised her shirt, kissed each nipples then her lips.

She punched my shoulder then kissed me. We held hands as we finished our coffee and the cookies.

"Pizza tonight?"

"Yeah, that would be good."

"At about six?

"Six thirty?"

"Meat lovers?"

"With extra olives and onions."

"I will go order it from my computer."

We had finished two thirds of the pizza when Emma and Judy barged in. 

"Ooh, pizza," they said as they picked up the two largest slices but still had the decency to kiss us before they stuffed their mouths with it.

"Why are you here?" I asked.

Judy said, "Bechas we wart two com to the brdwlk wit ss."

"Oh, sure, now you say that," Barbara said.

Again I was impressed by Barbara's quick mind and sense of humor.

"What she said was we want you two to come the resorts boardwalk with us," Emma clarified.

"We can't. Barbara is indisposed."

Judy said, "Well get her disposed, off. Wait. That did not sound right."

"It's that time of the month."

"Yes, that's why we want you come alomg with us."

"I'm having my period!" Barbara quietly screamed.

"Well you said that like it's a proud accomplishment. We can all do that too," Emma countered.

"I can't." I said.

The three murderous glares made me go sit on the recliner.

"Hey, that means you are useless to him tonight and I'm not," Emma said to Barbara as she sat on my lap. 

"Huh?" Judy said.

"Huh?" Barbara said.

They looked at me and I said, "Hey, I'm not indisposed."

Emma kissed me ravenously and Barbara yelled, "Unhand him you witch!"

Emma put her hands in the air but continued the kiss. It was not much of a kiss as we were trying not to laugh.

"If you don't stop kissing him I am going to run stake through your body and roast you over fire as if you were one of those big things."

"What big thing?" Judy asked.

"You know they live in Hawaii. One works for an insurance company."

"A pigeon?"

"I will roast you like a pigeon, Wait that's not right."

"A donkey?"

"No, No."

"This pizza is good," Judy said as she got the last piece.

"It has ham, sausage, bacon. Wait, that's it! I know the name of the animal."

"What?"

"Sausage."

Emma and I had been losing the battle for a while but that pronouncement broke everyone up. We could not stop laughing for about five minutes then when we calmed down Barbara gave Judy a quizzical look and asked, "Sausage?"

It took another five minutes before we settled down again.

"Bring us a bottle love," Emma asked Judy.

The two lived across the street one house down in our subdivision. Barging into my home was not a rare occurrence.

Judy came back with a bottle of Sweet Red Wine and handed it to me so I got up and went to the kitchen to open it. I got me a beer and filled three coffee mugs with wine and returned to the living room. 

And no one was there. 

I quick search later I discovered them in Barbara's room.

"No, we sleep on his bed," I heard Barbara say.

I went back to the living room and placed her new portfolio on the coffee table then sat on my recliner. When they came back Barbara quickly tried to snatch it away but Emma got it first and opened it.

"Oh, I thought these would be candid photos, you know candid photos, nudge-nudge, wink-wink. But this is your modeling portfolio. How boring," Emma said as she inspected every picture.

"She looks sexier as the pictures go on. I wonder why." Judy commented.

"A very good photographer," Barbara said.

"And what did this very good photographer do between wardrobe changes?" Emma asked.

Barbara walked to me and raised her shirt and said, "He kissed each nipple and then my lips."

I did just that.

The ladies rushed at Barbara and each had a tit in their mouth before she could lower her shirt. I threatened them with the empty pizza box and they backed away snarling at me.

For the next fifteen minutes they spent their time trying to sneak Barbara's shirt back up as I kept threatening them with the pizza box. 

After the wine bottle was empty our visitors decided to go on to the ladies biker bar and as they left Barbara lifted her shirt and allowed each to kiss a tit. 

"Hey, those are for me," I whined.

"You need to practice your sharing skills," Emma said then gave me a very fine kiss. Judy's kiss was borderline passionate then she gave Barbara an all out passionate kiss. Emma dragged her away as Judy extended her arm towards Barbara.

Barbara was giggling as she left for her bedroom as I cleaned up and turned the lights out. 

There would be no pizza for breakfast; it was all gone.

Emma, Judy and I had kissed often and flirted constantly, they were my best friends. I had seen them topless and nude. 

Judy had an outrageous sense of humor that Barbara apparently shared

They were also very good judges of character and they obviously loved Barbara.

I took a shower and when I went to bed I found a freshly showered Barbara there. I turned off the lights and joined her.

"She said, " Women kissed my tits tonight. You have corrupted a naïve old broad. Thank you."

"You are welcome. Tonight was perhaps my best night ever but the truth is my favorite part was the improvised comedy skit. You were terrific and so was Judy."

"That was fun but I had to re-dress afterwards, the laughing made a mess."

"That was what I figured."

She turned to face me and I learned she was only wearing panties. I took my t-shirt off and hugged her tits to my chest as I kissed her. 

I loved her tits on my chest and I loved kissing her and continued to do so even after she was asleep. Oddly enough I never got an erection.

She was in her bathroom when I got up that next Sunday morning. I did my thing in my bathroom and made coffee and fried sausage patties and hash brown potatoes before she had a chance to "help" me. I served us on the patio table.

She came out wearing shorts and nothing else. I kissed her nipples and lips before we began to eat. We did not speak but did kiss through our second coffees.

As we watched the bumblebees she reached into my boxers and pulled out my cock. She began a long and slow masturbation that ended when I sprayed the underside of my patio table with my cum. She did not release my cock until it was dead.

"Thank you," I said.

"Anytime," she said.

At noon we dressed and went out to the resort and sat on the balcony and stared at the sea as she drank a glass of sweet red and I drank a beer. A young waitress stopped by just long enough to say hi to Barbara. 

I didn't ask.

We kissed on occasion but mostly she asked about the people she had met at the fish restaurant. She apparently had a great mind since she remembered everyone there that night.

We spent the rest of the day flipping channels between baseball games. We kissed a lot. 

I had become very fond of her but I still held back. I was anxious to receive the report on her.

Judy and Emma called early that evening and they talked to me for thirty seconds and to Barbara for an hour and a half. I was very happy it was not the other way around.

I picked up to go boxes of shrimp linguini from a nearby Italian restaurant and we ate as we watched some TV then went to bed early.

She gave me a blowjob that night. It started out as a handjob but ended as a blowjob with my cum in her mouth. I kissed her as soon she slid back up to me and she seemed to really appreciate the kiss.

We fell asleep in each other's arms.

I had to go to work the next day. I had her drive me there so she could have my car available to her. She brought me lunch and kisses at noon and was waiting for me before five. I left before five.

She had steaks for us and we ate on our patio. After we put away the dishes we took a beer and a wine back out. 

"I need to pay you back for the steaks," I said.

"No you don't," she said. After a period of silence she added, 

"I am madly in love with you if you were wondering. Your concern for my safety floored me and the way you treat your friends and how they treat you told me you are a good man.

You may be the first man that did not quickly become a prick to me in a long time. I have been hungry for such a man.

I was eager to fuck you but you turned me down because you did not want to take advantage of me. That made me feel special.

I fell in love with you the night the girls were here. I felt safe and wanted on your bed even though I was not very useful to you.

I think you fell in love with me that same night.

Your report tomorrow will tell you my tale of distress was false. 

I am an FBI agent stationed in the city. I was at the parking lot after meeting a man I met on the Internet and had already arrested him for stalking the twelve-year-old girl he thought I was. The actual girl lives here; the girl at the resort that patted my shoulder is her big sister. Your police chief Shawna suggested to the family we lure him down. I was involved because he came from another state.

Or I should say I was an agent, I resigned this morning. 

My assignment made me crazy. I had to work hard that night not to shoot the bastard. The face you saw on me that night was as I was debating my decision to quit.

I am a widow, my husband died in the line of duty fifteen years ago. I am ready for you.

My report on you told me your story was false too. You own the agency you supposedly slave for and even though you once lived with a woman for three years you have never been married and have no children.

Emma and Judy are exactly what they appear to be by the way and I am very glad they are going to make a wish come true for me. Neither Fiona or Ruthie is are what she appears to be but I'm sure you knew that."

I nodded yes before she continued.

The playhouse is not making any money but Paul Wederman is a multi-millionaire and has the money to keep it running for as long as he wants. 

The chef Doris and her husband were delinquents sent here at a sort of boot camp. They are doing well. Everyone else is, as they appear to be. Did I tell you something you did not know?

"No. The people I socialize with are not at all secretive with their close friends."

"I am hoping all will be my friends."

"They already are."

She smiled and kissed me then said, "This where you say you are madly in love with me."

"I love you madly. Let's get married."

"OK."

That was the gist of the conversation that day. That evening we watched the news, brushed our teeth and went to bed. We kissed and cuddled.......and cried. We were forty years old and had at last found our true love. 

The report on Tuesday told me what she had already told me. 

When her period ran its course we made love for an entire day and night. We fucked hard and fucked tenderly everyday for a month. 

All my friends loved her and many came with us to Las Vegas for our wedding that Fourth of July. Judy was the maid of honor. Emma was my best man. None of our friends found that odd.

She met Ruthie's stage persona and was an instant fan.

She alerted the casino security about a scam someone was pulling off. 

We went to the Cirque shows.

Emma and I gave Judy and Barbara two hours to make love to each other. Emma and I went to Emeril's restaurant at the Pyramid while they played. They devoured us when we got back.

My sales dept. had found places to use Barbara's photos on ads.

Mine was the small ad agency in town. The resort, the B&B's, and most restaurants and clubs collaborated and printed a magazine each month extolling our town and listing coming events. Barbara had ad photos on each issue each month. 

Our tourist office gave the address of all who inquired about our town to me and I sent latest copy of the magazine to them. That part of my story to Barbara was true.

A few months later Barbara found herself smiling on an ad for a Cancun hotel in Travel and Leisure magazine. It was the first photo I had ever taken of her. 

My friend Jimmy had the large ad agency in town and did ads for TV and slicks. I had given him a copy of Barbara's portfolio after he saw her in an ad for our Italian restaurant. He found that job for her. The Cancun resort wanted her on all their ads.

I gave Barbara the check for her fee. 

She immediately fucked the hell out of me. 

We were still in my office.

We seldom missed the 'all you can eat fried fish' nights and she became friends with all there. We added the all you can eat legs and thighs to our places to eat. We loved that too. We always went on dates weekend nights. 

As a part time model Barbara made as much money as she had as an FBI agent.

Emma and Judy barged into on our home on a regular basis. Judy and Barbara made love on occasions, Emma and Barbara more rarely. 

Emma and me fucked even more rarely as the other two consumed each other but we were never all naked in the same bed. Emma would wait until they went to my bed then led me to my second bedroom and we made love there. 

We were always dressed when the other two emerged from the bedroom. 

They knew of course.

Funny, before they partnered Emma had been the gay one.

Barbara and Judy did the occasional stand up routine in the theater and were always the highlight of the shows. The four of us did the writing and settled on Barbara being the irate one and Judy being the ditzy one.

Barbara soon felt this was her town and loved everything and everyone in it. Everyone loved her, sometimes literally. Ruthie and Carly and Jana loved her more than once.

Then we met some aliens and the town moved.

Somehow our lives didn't change.



Felicity Ch. 42



It was pretty late on a Friday night when my doorbell rang. I had not expected anyone and looked through the peephole to see who was there. I saw no one.

I had assumed it was a kid, after all I was a jr. high teacher and my students had an unformed sense of humor. As I turned to walk away the doorbell rang again. I opened the door quickly so I could catch them and found a very drunk semi-familiar looking woman leaning on the wall to one side. It was Dad's third wife.

I was away in college when she and Dad married and I had first seen her at the wedding. She was definitely too young for Dad and her big boobs, platinum hair and silly laugh led me to place a bimbo tag on her.

She did try to be friends with me but I did not stay long at the reception so she really had no chance.

Mom had told me to treat every woman like a lady even though I had ample evidence to the contrary so I helped her in, gave her a glass of water and settled her down on my sofa. She mumbled a thanks.

That was when I noticed the scratches and bruises on her arms and face. I did not smell booze, I worried about a concussion.

I helped her to my car and drove her to the emergency clinic. They confirmed she was sober and had a mild concussion. She would not tell us who attacked her.

As I gave the nurse the information on her she asked me if Renee was my wife. I said no, step mother.

Renee said, "No, former step mother and no it wasn't your Dad that put me here."

It was three AM before all the tests were run and she was allowed to go home. 

"Where do you want to go?" I asked.

"A cheap hotel, please. I'm not going back to that house."

"What happened?"

"You don't want to go there. Suffice it to say your Dad has been a major disappointment to me."

"Sorry."

"Not your fault, I know you are nothing like him."

"My place has a second bedroom and your purse is there. It has been a long night, stay with me and we can figure out what we can do tomorrow."

"You don't mind?"

"No."

I took her home and settled her into the small bedroom which had its own bathroom. I gave her one of my t-shirts to wear and she went to bed.

I heard her crying and got up to check on her but stopped before opening the door. She obviously needed a good cry. I went to bed.

It was ten in the morning before I got up and after taking a leak and brushing my teeth I went to check on her. She was sleeping soundly. I closed the door and went to fix coffee.

I was drinking my second cup in the patio when she joined me. She thanked me for rescuing her and promised to be gone by noon.

I told her she did not have a time limit and that I needed to test her for symptoms of a concussion before anything else.

"Fix yourself some coffee and sit out here. I will go get the list of things I need to do."

She nodded and I immediately saw she had a headache. I found the pills the clinic had given me and got her a small glass of orange juice. She swallowed the pill with the orange juice then brought her coffee to the patio.

I looked at the list of questions I had to ask and wondered if she knew any of the answers in the first place. She knew all of them.

Her pupils were equal in size which was when I noticed how blue her eyes were. Her ears well still ringing but her nausea was gone. Her headache had retreated to dull throb category.

I reminded her I was supposed to do the test again in eight hours and asked if she needed to have stuff from her house. 

She hesitated then said, "I guess I do need to go back to that house. Your Dad will not be there, he and his new lover left for Cancun this morning."

"I will help you," I said and wondered why I would.

She seemed very different since the wedding eighteen months before. Her hair was no longer platinum blonde although still blond. Her tits were no longer outrageously large although very nice. Without make-up and with scrapes and bruises she was still very pretty. She no longer looked like a bimbo.

She said, "I would appreciate your help but I need a place to live first."

"Well, you can stay here until you do and you would not need to go back to the house when he is back if we get you completely out today."

"You don't know me, why are you helping me?"

"Because my Dad apparently did not treat you right. Because you need the help. Because you need a friend."

She began to sob so I helped her up and led her to her car. 

"I will follow you. I do not know where you live."

"South end of the city, about sixty miles from here but just half a mile from the freeway."

"How did you manage to drive to Felicity with a concussion?"

"I wasn't dizzy until I was in your driveway. I dropped my car keys as I got out of the car and bent over to pick them up then the entire planet began to move without my permission. It took three tries before I manage to press the doorbell button."

I smiled and opened her door for her. She got in and led me to a very nice house in a very nice neighborhood. It took us about one hour to pack up both SUV's and we drove back home. Some of her stuff had to go in a hallway closet but we had everything put away before five.

That was when we noticed we had not eaten all day. I told her to take a shower and I would be back with dinner. I drove to Janie's and got two of everything, almost. When I got back I put everything on the kitchen table then went to take a shower.

When I returned to the kitchen she was plating the food.

She said, "There is a lot of food here. Are you expecting company?"

"No but I am hoping there is enough left over for breakfast. Why didn't choose a hot dog?"

"You never know what is in them."

"That one is kosher beef and delicious."

"Oh," she said and put it on her plate.

As expected she loved every bit of everything. She also ate every bit of everything I got for her and had her eyes on my taco which forced me to move it beyond her reach.

She giggled. I loved her giggle.

As we ate I asked her the questions on the concussion check sheet and she answered everything correctly, well except for the Regis Philbin answer to a question about a signer of the declaration of independence. She was grinning when she did and after answering the next question correctly I told her the right answer to that one was also Regis Philbin.

She giggled. I loved her giggles.

"Do you have wine?" she suddenly asked.

"Yes but you can't have any until the doctor checks you again on Monday."

"Oh, too bad. I suddenly felt like celebrating. It just crossed me mind I just started a new life today."

"Congratulations."

"Let me tell you the sanitized version of my last two years. I was a young lawyer to the firm your dad uses. We had some business to conduct and as soon as we finished he took me out to dinner. He was charming, handsome, polite, I could see women wanted him.

I was naive, impressionable. Even though he was old enough to be my father I fell for him. Two weeks later we were fucking on a regular basis. Two months after that he asked me to marry him. Two days later I agreed.

Our wedding and our honeymoon were fairy tale worthy. Then he returned his concentration to his work. He did not want children buy did allow me to have breast reduction surgery. My back no longer hurts at the end of a day.

About eight months ago he began to come home late. He smelled as clean as he had when he left.

His travel increased. I was convinced there was someone else but was afraid to find out. I found the tickets to his trip to Cancun, he had told me he was going to Chicago.

Last night as he packed I went to the woman he was having an affair with. The first thing she did was sneer at me. I slapped her. She attacked me. She won but I think I did break her nose.

I was driving away when I suddenly realized I had nowhere to go. I don't know why I came here, I really don't. I did know it was far away enough. Thanks for allowing me to crash on your life."

She kissed my cheek then stood as a tear ran down her face.

I stood and hugged her as I said, "I'm happy I was here for you."

She sobbed and hurried to her room.

I cleaned up the kitchen then went to watch TV. I found a baseball game and settled in with a coke. I wanted wine but decided against it since she could not drink. She did not come out of her room that evening.

The next morning I knocked at her door and told her we were going out for breakfast since she had eaten ours last night. She came out three minutes later and said, "All I ate last night was a very small portion of fast food items, which were delicious by the way."

"I will show you where they came from, you are getting a guided tour of the town today."

"Is it true this town is full of lesbians and gays?"

Percentage wise you could say that although out and out lesbians there are not that many. Perhaps more than twenty percent of the women in town are bisexual, even those with a husband. Some of the men dabble in gay sex even though some are married, that is a once in a month deal for most of them."

"Will you tell me who are the bi and the lesbians?"

"I wont need to, they will kiss you on the lips. I expect a few will not be able to keep their hand off your tits."

"You have managed."

"How did you know I was a lesbian?" I asked.

She giggled and slapped my arm.

She would fit in living in this town I thought.

She had dressed in a white sundress and sandals. She looked fabulous. 

I pointed out places of interest as we went past them. She was very much surprised to learn that Felicity Music was the home of a world famous singer.

We pigged out at the buffet and she was kissed by every woman I introduced her to. Ruthie's kiss lasted long enough for Renee to close her eyes.

I drove us to church and introduced Renee to everyone that came by and all the women kissed her lips. I am sure Carly's kiss included a tongue as well as a tit cop.

She enjoyed the service and the fried catfish lunch then we went back to my house and got into our swimsuits. We spent the afternoon on the beach swimming, splashing each other, and trying to dunk the other.

Her bare tit was just under the water when she noticed me staring.

"Oh, sorry," she said then tried to brush some imaginary something off her tit before putting it back into her bikini bra. Then she giggled. I loved her giggle.

Late that afternoon we went home and took showers. I was wearing slacks and a polo shirt when she came out of her room.

"Are we going out?"

"Yes, to whichever of the favorite restaurants is open today."

"They take turns?"

"On Sundays. They open only for dinner. I am hoping either Julian's or Doris' is open today. Pedro's would be good too. Shorts and a blouse would do by the way."

It took her two minutes to be ready and as it turned out Doris was open. We had calamari appetizers and deep fried sea bass. She was not surprised or concerned the fish still had their heads on.

About five more women came by to meet her, two were lesbian couples. I saw Renee invite their tongues in.

Back at home we changed to gym shorts and t-shirts and watched TV for a while.

During a commercial Renee said, "Just so you know I am another bisexual woman in this town. It may be difficult to leave."

I stopped myself from saying I hoped so.

The following morning I dressed and went to school before Renee got up. During lunch I called to make sure she was OK. She assured me she was and had spent the morning doing our laundry and drinking coffee on the patio. I reminded her she needed to go to the clinic for a check-up. She said her appointment was at two.

I told her to remember to take the notes I had written down when I was doing the concussion protocol. I added, "Dr. Beverly will not kiss you, however you may kiss her if you wish."

"Thank you. Have a good day although I don't see how you can where you work."

"You have to be as loony as they are to get along."

She giggled.

"Do you know a good divorce lawyer in this town?"

"Yes, in the office building on the boulevard just past downtown. Her name is Fay. Tell her everything and she will take it from there."

"Did she handle your divorce?"

"Yes. Gotta go. Bye."

I had almost forgotten my marriage, and divorce. In fact as I walked to my classroom it occurred to me that I had now been divorced longer than I had been married.

I had a nice surprise when I got home, Renee had cooked dinner. It was fabulous.

"Did you go to the grocery store? I don't remember having any pork chops."

"Yes I did, it's a good place for kisses. So was the clinic and the lawyers office. Someone gave me tongue and copped a feel at each place. I love this town. By the way everyone thinks we are lovers and are happy you have me."

"You did set them straight, right?"

"No, apparently everyone thinks you need a lover. I did not confirm or deny anything. Of course Fay was shocked to learn I am your stepmom but she can't tell anybody anyway. Neither can the doctor now that I think about it. So for the good of the town please ignore the rumors."

"What did Fay tell you about your divorce?"

"He will be served as soon as he gets back home. She will be served as an accessory the same day. Fay thinks that since both have reputations to protect neither will dispute it. I asked for enough money to move here. She said that was a brilliant idea. I was so happy I kissed her. She kissed me back."

"The next time you go back to her office remember Carly works on the third floor."

"Now you tell me. Wait, Carly is married isn't she?"

"Yes, her husband works on the second floor of the building. He knows about her urges and allows her to play. They enjoy threesomes but he will not fuck the other woman unless she insists. 

Carly is allowed to fuck two other men, both guys are married. She did ask for specific consent on those. No, I don't know which men although it is not a deep secret."

"I love this town."

"Me too. Did you get the green light to drink?"

"Yes, I did. She even mentioned a red wine I would love."

"This one," I said as I poured one for her and one for me.

"Wow, this is yummy."

"Yes it is but you will notice everyone has just two glasses. You will want to drink the whole bottle but before you get to number three you are too drunk to drive. As far as I know we have only one person than can drink three and maintain her faculties. Tonight we will learn if you are the second such person."

"Who is this person?"

"Inga, I don't think you have met her yet."

"Does she have a pool?"

"Yes, an infamous one."

"I was invited to a pool party at Jana and Inga's Sunday after next."

"Make plans for it."

For the rest of the evening we drank wine and watched TV. She was tipsy after her first class and drunk by her second. I filled her third glass to about a third but she fell asleep before she took her first sip.

I picked her up and carried her to her bed. As soon as I covered her up she kissed me then was immediately asleep.

I went to bed and masturbated for the first time in two weeks.

I was at work before she got out of bed and had a normal day. We got home at the same time. She was wearing a nice outfit and I asked if she was just coming back from a date.

"No, been looking for a job. Every big concern in town has a lawyer. Did you know Carly is the lawyer for Felicity Music?"

"Yes. Did anyone seem like a possibility?"

"No, but Carly and Fay gave me some places to try. Sorry I don't have dinner ready."

"It's Tuesday, all you can eat chicken legs and thighs at Mollie's. Let's pee and go before the place gets mobbed.

We were on our second basket before she slowed down enough to talk. "Fay told me we can't fuck until my divorce is final."

"What made her think we would?"

"As far as this town is concerned we are married since we share a last name. She wants us to be able to swear under oath we don't fuck. She wants me to have friends come over and see I have my own bedroom."

"Good idea. Any of the ladies that want you would be fine. I will be watching TV while you have company."

"Thank you."

She then ruined our pact by giving me a wild kiss. I'm not sure she knew that she had. I am sure everyone that saw it let it pass right by them, everyone did that.

Renee did notice everyone was kissing Mollie and her daughter on the way out. She did too.

As we began our drive home she said, "I kissed a black girl and no one noticed. I am in the right town."

We went home, changed to shorts and t-shirts then settled in front of the TV with glasses of wine. Half way through her second glass she stood and kissed my lips saying "G' nite."

I watched the monologue after the news and went to bed. As I passed her door I heard a moan, she was masturbating. I was masturbating thirty seconds later.

The next evening we went to Julian's and she fell in love with the linguini in garlic butter sauce. I then took her to Jana's for a concert by Alice and Marie which she absolutely loved. Many kissed her lips and I introduced her to Jana and Inga. She loved the kisses they gave her and really loved to hear she would be welcome the Sunday after next.

Among the many to kiss her was Ruthie. She played the piano that night and we saw Sean was doing the sound. I wondered if the rumors about them were true.

Renee met several others all of whom made it clear they wanted her. She was giddy when we got home.

We got back to our t-shirt gym shorts state of dress and I filled a glass with wine half way for her even though she had two drinks at the club. She kissed my lips before she plopped down on the sofa.

Forty five seconds later her eyes were glued to the TV but not seeing anything. I worried about that for a second until I noticed she had a throw pillow on her lap. She had a hand under the pillow. The hand was in almost imperceptible motion. She was masturbating.

My erection was instantaneous. She saw it and her hand went faster. Her mouth opened with a silent moan. Her motion stopped. She looked at my erection again 

She drank her wine in one gulp, stood and came to me then gave me a long ferocious kiss before saying good night and staggering to bed.

I masturbated on the sofa immediately, I knew I would never make it to my bed.

The following morning she was sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee as I went to get mine. I was wearing boxer shorts. She was wearing a t-shirt, nothing else.

"Early interview?" I asked.

"Yes. Eight thirty at the bank."

"The two honchos there are a lesbian couple but do not put the make on them, they are all business first. They are geniuses at what they do so listen well."

"I am so glad I have you as coach, I would have fucked it up from the beginning."

"I need to dress, you do too. It's a quarter to eight."

She bolted up, kissed my lips and ran to her room. She definitely had a fine ass.

I left as she did and we kissed before driving away. I was parking at school before my mind questioned the kisses. The panic prone person in my head said it meant nothing, a new bad habit acquired from the town at best. I decided to go with that.

As my third period class went off to lunch my brain showed me a clear image of Renee's naked ass as she ran that morning. The lecherous person in my brain said, "Oooh, nice."

I called her and asked how it had gone.

"I'm still here. They had to take care of an important customer and I have been sitting at a desk for about fifteen minutes."

"Do you see a cute older lady with glasses there?"

"Pippa? Yes, I met her."

"She was their first hire. Ask her how her day went when she went to interview."

"She already told me. She was here nearly the whole day and did not know anything for two days. The ladies also told a customer she would handle their questions and she did the best she could. The customer seemed satisfied and left.




Felicity Ch. 42



I got to go, a customer is coming to me."

I said bye and smiled, she had made it that far.

As I left the school parking lot I called Renee and asked her where she was.

"Just leaving the bank."

"Leave your car there and walk over to Doris' place, they have a Thursday night fried fish special there. I will meet you in five minutes."

She said,"OK," and hung up.

The fried fish special soon became as crowded as the chicken special and we saw many of the same people. We had each finished a basket of fish before I asked, "Well, how did it go?"

"I have no idea. Neither does Pippa. I did manage to help the guy that came to me, he asked me stuff I had handled before. 

I got bored and helped a teller that had problems with her computer. I helped Pippa with filing some papers. As I was doing that the women left saying they would see us in the morning. I think that also meant me."

"The good news is that you still have a chance."

"That was the perfect thing to say to me," then she gave me a big kiss before starting on her second basket.

Before we finished that basket we had company, the owners of the bank. I kissed each on the lips and introduced Renee. They both told me they had already met.

I changed the subject by asking, "Do you think I would look good wearing Nedermayer's pants?"

"We would love to see in pants like that. You wouldn't mind if we post photos on face book would you?"

I gave them my best 'you wouldn't dare' look and both burst into giggles.

We talked about everything and everyone except the job interview. It did not take Renee long to figure out that was how it was going to be and relaxed enough to ask questions about the town and the people. The women reminded me it was a special ladies night at Jana's. 

Emma and Judy were coming in and I waved them to us. We were in a corner round table and had room for them. Before the finished kissing everyone their fish baskets were brought over.

I introduced them to Renee and asked if the were going to Jana's that night.

"Yes, Ruthie dances tonight and so does Janie."

Both of them are bigger than both of you combined. You could get hurt," I said.

"Yeah," they said dreamingly.

We all laughed.

"Would you take Renee? I am sure she would show her appreciation."

"Of course. Any experience she wants we want," Judy said. 

All of us looked at her then threw napkins at her grinning face. Fortunately none of the napkins hit the floor, Doris was giving us the evil eye.

I paid for everyone at the table then kissed my way out. All of them darted their tongue into my mouth.

It was close to midnight when Renee came home. Her kiss smelled of pussy.

Did you know Emma and Judy live in the next block?"

"Yes, I did. I know most people within a three block radius from here. I tasted you had a fine time at their house."

"Yes, I did. Thank for introducing us.Ruthie did not dance tonight but Janie did. You did not tell me she was deaf, and straight."

"Sorry."

" Jana and Inga tried to recruit me to join the dancers. I might let them talk me into it. What are you doing?"

"Writing a test for tomorrow."

"Oh, I'll leave you to it. I need a shower."

She kissed me again giving me a strong taste of pussy. I began to masturbate as she walked into her room.

I missed some of my ejaculate with the cum towel as it rocketed out of my cock and a drop landed on my monitor. I tried to wipe it of but all it did was smear.

I got a lens cleaner and was using it when Renee came back. She was wearing just a t-shirt.

"What did you do? Cum on the screen?"

She said in the spirit of sarcasm but saw in my expression it was true. She took my head in her hands and gave me a deep kiss.

"I don't think we are going to make it until my divorce is final," she said as she squeezed my cock.

I lifted her shirt and kissed her pussy.

"You may be right. Kiss me and go to bed. You have to got to work in the morning."

She gave me a lovers kiss, that's what it was.

She left me to my task and although I only had three more questions to add it took me twenty minutes. I put the papers on the table by the door, turned everything off and went to my bedroom.

As I passed Renee's room I saw the door was open. She was on her bed, uncovered, nude.

"Good night kiss?" she asked.

I walked in and kissed her pussy, her tits and her lips. The only reason we did not fuck then was because my cock was still mostly dead.

We again found each other in the kitchen the next morning. She had just started the brewer so I followed her out of the kitchen. I was alert enough to note we were both nude.

After my shower I went to get coffee, still nude. So was she. We kissed then sat to drink our brew.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"Two years older than you. No, one year seven months older."

"There's no way you could be my mother."

"No. Lover yes. Mother no."

She sat on the table directly in front of me and spread her legs. I took a sip of my coffee and slid my warm tongue over her clit. We each took a sip then I repeated the clit caress. On the third pass she had an orgasm.

I kissed her pussy, took a sip of coffee and said we need to go. I stood and allowed my cock to kiss her pussy before I went to get dressed.

We again kissed as we went to our cars and drove to work. I had to turn back and pick up my tests.

The day went slowly. Just before I called her as I was heading to my car she called me and said, "Meet me at Julian's."

We kissed before when we met by the door and were led to a table that had Fay waiting for us. We ordered and Fay said, "He was served yesterday morning, so was she. Apparently they panicked, they are on the edge of completing a huge deal and knew a scandal would kill it.

They called me yesterday afternoon asking me to ask you what your silence would cost. I told him double what you and I had agreed on. He said fine, send the papers. I did and these are the copies you need to sign for him. We take them to the court on Monday.

You will not be divorced until the court decrees you are but I think its safe for you to fuck now. Oooh, I love this stuff."

Our dinners were served and we simply ate and talked about nothing in particular. Until the ladies shared a tiramisu dessert Renee and I did not touch. But while she and Fay ate their treat Rene had her hand around my cock over my slacks.

As we waited for the check she kissed me softly. She walked directly in front of me covering my erection. Fay paid for dinner reminding us it was deductible for her.

We kissed her goodbye and went home. We went to our bedrooms, undressed and met on my sofa in the living room. We were both nude. We each had a glass of wine. We sat next to each other, our sides touching. Her hand went to my cock. My arm went around her shoulders and began to caress a tit.

She said, "This may appear to be a sudden and dramatic change in our lives. It isn't. I sensed you didn't like me much at the beginning but you were still wonderful to me. Your father and I had been married for just three weeks when I realized I had married the wrong one.

It was me e-mailing you once a week. It was me asking if you would be coming over during your school break.

I knew you did not like my big tits, my hair, my make up. Your father agreed to the breast reduction because mine were no longer the tits that had his attention. I decided to do something about my status and found his mistress.

After his lover beat the crap out of me I came to you. I expected you to turn me out the next day but I was going to stay in town regardless. When I saw how worried you were about me I relaxed a little. When you asked me to stay with you my soul sang.

I am terrified right now. I know you don't love me but I think you could. I know we are living together but we are not a couple. The past week has been the best of my life. I know I could live in this town without you, if you touch me, if you kiss me each time we meet. I don't want to smother you."

I kissed her softly. We drank our wine. I stood and held her hand as I led us to my bed. I got on my back and she straddled my hips. She slowly engulfed my erection into her pussy.

I pulled her down to me and kissed her before saying, "I am happy with you here. You were right about how I saw you at first but to tell the truth I was mad at Dad for again choosing someone else over his son.

I love your hair, your face, your tits. I love that my friends love you. I love when you kiss me when you didn't know you were going to do so. I love were you are right now. I love how we are right now.

I can't promise I will fall in love with you but I do already love you. We are a couple. 

If it lasts just six months I will be disappointed. If it lasts three years I will be fine with it. If it lasts thirty years it would mean neither of us feel like changing things. I would be fine with that too."

I kissed her. She was crying. I kissed her again. She kissed me back. I pressed her ass down sinking my cock deeper into her. She moaned.

Our fuck began slowly but with great intensity. She began to have orgasms. She pushed herself up and began an all out fuck. Her next orgasm was loud and intense. I rolled us over and began long hard strokes that had her whimpering. 

Suddenly her body went into spasms and her vagina clutched my cock so hard it erupted. We groaned loudly and fought for air. I rolled us over putting her on top and I embraced her tightly to me. As I began to relax my grip on her she whispered, "No, no. Hold me."

I moved a pillow to my shoulder and placed her head on it, turned off the lamp and kissed her softly as I caressed her body. Two minutes later she was sound asleep. Soon after that I was too.

We had each awakened during the early morning hours and went to piss. I remembered to pat my cock dry, it was going to be under her ass. We resumed spooning and went back to sleep. The sun was up when I next woke up. Renee was straddling me with my cock in her pussy. I thought she was asleep until she said, "Good morning."

I embraced her and said "It certainly is. What would you like to do today?"

"Move into this room."

"That can wait until after the fuck and breakfast. Anything else?"

"More fucks."

"A very good plan," I said and kissed her.

It wasn't a fuck that morning, we made love for all but the last ten seconds. She rested while still in place and I dozed off until my cock slid out of her pussy. She groaned in disappointment.

"Shower and breakfast" she said and got up. I worried when she left my bedroom but she was soon back with her toothbrush. We went to my much larger bathroom, peed, brushed our teeth then showered together. Our bodies were in constant contact but there were no sexual overtures. We knew there was no hurry.

We remained nude the entire day and fucked on the kitchen table, the sofa and her previous bed. I could not get my cock up for a fifth time that night but we were OK with that.

We again made love the next morning and then went to church. Our picnic that day was amazing gourmet hamburgers and salads. Everyone kissed Martina for the treat.

Apparently everyone saw Emma and Judy's kisses to Renee because she got lovers kisses and tit gropes from most of the women. She was very horny for me when we got home.

We saved my fourth erection for bed time.

The ladies at the bank had told her the previous Friday they had not made a decision so she went back to the bank Monday morning.

The bankers decided not to hire her as an employee. They did decide to put her on retainer for when needed. They gave her an office in the bank and asked her to stay that day and review the contracts they had on their investments business.

She was making a hundred dollars a day on retainer and three hundred dollars a day on those she worked in the bank. She was earning a lot more than a teacher and working many fewer days.

That Monday she found I had investments with the ladies. I had accumulated about enough money to retire early but had no intention of doing so, I loved teaching. It did tell her that in our house I was the one with the money, for the time being.

When her divorce settlement came in she paid off my mortgage then told me she had. I had no idea as to how to react to that.

She told me she still had enough money to buy her own house, "So handle it."

Not having mortgage payments did feel nice.

At dinner that evening she asked me when school ended. We had remained nude after our happy to be home fuck.

I answered, "Three weeks, teachers have to work three days after school is done."

"Take me to Paris, pretty please."

I had always taken two trips during the summer but all had been in the Americas, I had never been to Europe.

"Let me see what I can find," I said and went to my desktop. She looked over my shoulder as I looked at packages. She left briefly and came back with wine for each of us and resumed watching what I was doing.

"You are good at that, I have never booked a flight myself. My parents or my office or your Dad did that."

"I have been doing this since I remember, I used to do Dad's business travel bookings until he could hire somebody to do it."

I looked at booking flights and hotels separately then found an airline's package that had just inaugurated flights to Paris that included flights, hotel, and transfers for under a thousand dollars a person.

I looked up the hotel and found it was small but within walking distance of the Eiffel Tower. It was for a four night stay.

Before I pressed book I asked Renee if she had a passport. Her face told me she didn't. I changed the dates from early June to late July and booked the trip. In the process I saved three hundred dollars and had an upgrade in hotels. The new one was closer to the Eiffel Tower.

I said to Renee, "Go to the Post Office in the morning, they have a passport office. Take your birth certificate, apply, pay them for the passport and pay the expedite fee. Oh, you will also need to pay for the photographs. We should have it before we go.

Now for June, New York City or San Francisco?"

"San Francisco," she said then mauled me.

I managed to book San Francisco around her kisses and gropes including a rental car, five days the second week of June. By the time I had finished the transaction she was sitting on my desk with her legs open. I kissed her pussy then fucked her right there. It was a very satisfying fuck for both of us.

Our next three weeks were routine for me, not so routine for her. Her experiences at Jana and Inga's pool were draining, she was just able to get home and collapse on the couch. She said it had felt like she was a mouse in a barn full of cats. Thirty minutes later she was devouring me.

She worked at the bank five days and was happy with her ability to work. She loved the bank and everyone in it.

San Francisco was fun and we went everywhere and did everything you can do in the area. Several people had told us about a restaurant within walking distance from our boutique hotel. Renee became a star at the restaurant's upstairs club one night.

I drove down Lombard street and up Napa valley. We had fun on a gondola ride. We spent most of a day in Chinatown. We went to a baseball game.

We were exhausted when we got back home and all we did for three days when we got back was sleep, and fuck. Then it was time for Renee's second pool party. This time she devoured me the second she got back.

The second week in July Renee had to work everyday, which was good as she didn't have much time to worry that her passport had not come in.

We were leaving the Thursday of the following week, we got it the Monday before.

She loved Paris, we ate at the tower restaurant and took a bateau on the Seine. We posed for pictures in front of Notre Dame and at Sacre Cour. We went to a show at the Moulin Rouge. We were most impressed with the Louvre. We survived the surly waiters.

Back home Renee talked to her friends about her experiences, many had not ever left the country but there was a small group of people that had apparently been everywhere and talked to her about their experiences.

"Christmas break we are going to Costa Rica," she said.

I smiled, I loved Costa Rica and had been there three times. A fourth trip would be more than OK.

Our summer trip on our fourth year together was to Las Vegas, six days, four shows, a concert and a wedding. Our wedding.

She had never asked or brought it up and we never talked about it but we knew that for all practical purposes we were already married.

We went to the towns jewelry shop and Renee picked out a wedding band.

"I thought you two were married." 

"No, in fact he has not even proposed.'

"Then you can't have a wedding band. Would Vegas be OK?"

"Oooh, we have never been to Vegas."

"Tradition in town dictates that there will be a Vegas wedding on the week of the fourth of July every year. No one has claimed this years slot. You now have it. First you need an engagement ring. Call Carly and tell her you are here choosing one."

Renee did even though she had no clue why then she was led to the office. I was not allowed to follow.

By the time her friends and lovers began to show up I had figured it out. It was going to be a long and expensive day.

By the time Renee chose her ring there were at least fifteen women cheering her choice and they mauled her when she emerged from the office. I saw them lead her to the bar across the street.

I went to the redhead and handed her my credit card. 

She processed the sale then said, "Since you already have the same last name we thought you had married years ago."

"No, just a coincidence."

"In this envelope is your schedule. The tickets for the concert are in there. You will not need plane tickets or room reservations, you have a room booked at the Bellagio. You will need to plan and pay for everything else. Some of the shows sell out well in advance so you two choose and buy the tickets as soon as you decide.

Your cost for the rings includes both wedding bands by the way. They will be ready by Friday. Reserve a table at String of Pearls and propose to her Friday night. Order the paella for two. Questions?"

"How often do you do this? You have everything planned."

"This is my sixth July wedding. I use the same plan every year. There have been Thanksgiving and New years, and Spring Break weddings too."

"Who is paying for our room?"

"A couple that has reservations but is not going this year, they are going to Italy instead. They told me I could use them."

"Are you THE Wendy?"

"Well I am a Wendy and I have lived here all my life so its possible that anyone telling tales about a Wendy it's me. All of those stories are exaggerated by the way. Go rescue your fiancé from the horde before they get her too drunk to defend herself."

I nodded and kissed her again before I left her shop.

I was very happy I had met her, she was the heart of the town. 

Renee and I have now been married for ten years. Her appetite for pussy has waned somewhat but her appetite for me is still strong. My appetite for her has increased a little but it's still manageable, barely. I had admitted to her that I was in love with her.

"I know," she had said before giving me a forever kiss.

We both look forward to our next ten years. 



Felicity Ch. 43



Beautiful, that was what she called me. I knew I was a good looking guy but guys are not beautiful. I was not beautiful. I did understand that I was not handsome in the normal meaning of the word. I also knew most guys that looked like me were gay and those guys were gorgeous. I was gay.

She was my best friend Jenn, a cute bundle of energy and my work station mate. We worked at a business law office with perhaps fifty others but as with most places like that we knew maybe nine and we were the only ones the other knew well.

We only saw each other at work, we did not socialize. She had a partner and I had a partner. 

Well, I no longer had a partner, one evening he became physically abusive and I ended up breaking his jaw and a couple or ribs when I fought back.

He could not live with the fact that his pretty boy had beaten the crap out of him and left.

I had become disillusioned with him anyway, we had little in common. We had met at a bar and the sex was good. We should have left it at that.

The problem was that I had purchased season tickets to the symphony, the opera, the show venue, and the ball park for two people, one for him. 

I had purchased such tickets since I learned I could afford to do so but that year was the first I had bought two tickets for each performance. All together they added up to over a thousand dollars a year. Fortunately I could get them with different paychecks.

None were full season tickets. Eight were to the ballpark, six to the symphony, four each to the opera and show venues. My schedule was full in May and September but the rest of the year I only had one or two events a month or so. 

I decided that I wanted company for the next show which would be Spamalot so I asked Jenn to suggest someone I could take with me.

"What happened to Carl?"

"He has been history for a while."

"Oh, sorry, I guess."

"Don't be."

"When is the show?"

"This Saturday."

"I'm free."

"What happened to Crystal?"

"History. She stole from me."

"Ugh, very sorry. In that case I get to learn where you live."

"Follow me home after work today. I will feed you dinner."

"Deal. Have you finished uploading the new numbers?"

"Yes, they are ready."

"Thanks."

After work I was very surprised to see we lived in the same neighborhood of town homes. Hers was a bit smaller than mine and did not have a patio but the place looked like it was decorated by a pro.

"Did you hire somebody to do your place?"

"No, Crystal and I did this. We fought every step of the way but were astounded by how well it turned out. Shrimp linguini in garlic butter sauce OK?"

"Sound delicious."

"I will put them in the oven then go change. Go ahead and snoop around until I get back."

I was looking at a photo album titled Girlfriends and had stopped at a photo of five women exposing their bare ass to the camera.

She was by then looking over my shoulder and said, "Those are sorority sisters, we were at a party and decided to leave, we were saying goodbye."

"Didn't like the party?"

"No, a bunch of snobs. I'm surprised I didn't see you there. Dinner is ready."

"I will have you know I am not a snob," I said in my most snobbish voice.

She punched my shoulder and giggled then turned towards the kitchen.

Wait, which one is you?"

"Guess."

I left the album open to the photo and followed her to the table. That was when I noticed all she wore was a t-shirt. Her ass and tits enjoyed their freedom and were celebrating. I enjoyed their freedom too.

Dinner was fabulous and I demanded she give me her recipe but she wouldn't. I threatened her with bodily injury and she stuck her tongue out at me. I assumed a threatening kung fu stance and she walked right through it and embraced me.

"Thanks for keeping me company for dinner, it has been lonely for me in here. If you don't mind I could cook dinner for you every Wednesday night."

"Thank you but no. Every other Wednesday night would be good. Next Wednesday dinner will be at my place. You can walk to it from here you know."

"Where do you live?"

"F-14."

"You are kidding."

"No. I am just as surprised as you to learn we are neighbors."

"Wow you are right. I can come home and change first. You have a deal."

She kissed me, it was just a quick kiss that only meant we had an agreement but it was nice.

The drive from my place to hers was probably too long to walk but if she went out her door to the commons area she just needed to walk past one building and the pool area to get to my home. Five minutes tops.

"I can't believe we could have been bothering each other at home for years and never knew it," she said.

I gave her my best withering stare that made her giggle.

"Any TV shows you like on Wednesday?"

"No, I watch TV only on Tuesdays and Thursdays. During the summer I watch baseball but now I watch just pro football. The rest of the time I'm listening to music as I stare at my aquarium."

"How big is it?"

"Thats a rather personal question isn't it?"

She paused confused for a moment then punched my arm before bursting into giggles. She would like Spamalot.

"Oh, did you mean my aquarium? That is a hundred and fifty gallons. It's a marine tank."

"I will be parking myself in front of it next week. Wait, what kind of music do you play?"

"Classical mostly. What isn't classical is classic rock. Both were my grandfather's collections."

"I can handle that but I may bring a CD with me."

We were back in the living room drinking a sweet wine by then. I felt she wanted me to stay for a while and I was happy she wanted me to stay for a while.

"This is you," I said as I pointed at the second naked ass from the right in the photo.

"How did you figure it out?"

"Your t-shirt leaves little to the imagination."

"Oh, I should dress better for company."

"Don't you dare."

She punched my arm and kissed me. Both seemed to have been impulses she had not taken into consideration before she allowed them to flow.

"Stand up," I said.

She did and I swatted her ass. She jumped on me and we began to wrestle and ended up on her floor. Her shirt rode up and I could see she was a true redhead and commented on that.

Punch, kiss.

She got up and brought us fresh wine and we talked about our previous relationships. We agreed the last relationships were likely on their death throes months before they ended. She called me a dangerous animal when I related my last confrontation with Carl. I called her a dangerous animal when she told me about her confrontation with Crystal.

Then we almost died laughing when she suggested we fix them up with each other.

I decided I needed to go home. She decided to allow me. We kissed at the door.

I felt I had a smile on my face through the night. I felt the smile return as soon as I saw her the next morning. She was smiling too. We did our work as usual and ate lunch together as usual.

We said goodbye by our cars as usual and went home. I watched my TV shows then the news.

I was about to get in bed when my phone rang.

"Take me to dinner tomorrow night."

"Any place in particular?"

"Some place that has seafood. You can follow me home and I would just go from my car to yours."

"Deal. Good night."

"Night."

I was almost asleep before it occurred to me it would be my first date with a girl since my second year of college. I fell asleep smiling.

The next day went by very slowly for me. Just before quitting time we almost crashed into each other hurrying out of the restrooms. We did slow down on the drive home and I then drove us to the boardwalk fifteen miles away. We beat the crowd and were seated immediately.

I was still wondering why we ended up holding hands as we walked into the restaurant. I suspected she was too.

We shared an appetizer tray and had margaritas. After we had demolished our enormous dinner we went for a walk along the pier. Again we held hands.

She said, "I think we are confusing people, they are wondering how a guy that can have anyone he wants ended up with me"

"I'm sure all realize you must be a rich heiress."

Punch, kiss.

We walked right through the spurting water fountain without getting wet. We listened to the band for a while and when we saw people dancing we did too.

We returned to my car and I drove us the her home. She invited me in and we drank a beer as we watched the news. We had another two beers as we watched Guy Fiery mug his way through two shows then fell asleep on her couch.

I awoke when she began to drag me to her bed. We plopped down on it and went back to sleep.

At the breakfast table we admitted to each other that it had been years since we had shared a bed with a member of the opposite sex.

"It was just as boring as I remembered," I said.

Punch, kiss.

"What are you doing today?" she asked.

"Well, first I'm going home and apologize to my aquarium citizens for not feeding them yesterday. Then I need to go to the cleaners then put gas in my car. I am going to have lunch in my patio and say hello to everyone out there."

"Who's out there?"

"My plants, lizards, and their visitors, bumblebees and butterflies."

"You are a weirdo."

I assumed my karate stance and she blew me a raspberry. I gave her my best shocked and appalled look and she began to giggle.

She came to me, pushed me down to a chair, then sat on my lap and gave me a soft semi-long kiss.

"Yeah, I have errands to do too. Try to keep yourself invisible when you walk out. Having you come out of my house in the morning will likely give my neighbors the vapors."

"Oh, in that case I will take my time. I have never seen anyone have the vapors."

Punch, kiss. Shove out the door.

As my car went thought the car wash I called her and asked if she wanted dinner before or after the show. She said after and I told her the time I would pick her up.

That evening she looked fabulous, she had apparently spent part of the day at a beauty salon. I whistled at her and she curtsied. Her very fine dark green dress had a wide neckline. She had shown me her fine tits. She knew I knew the display was planned.

I thanked her profusely and took her hand. She squeezed mine and kissed me before getting in my car.

We loved the show, it was as funny and outrageous as we had hoped. The show venue had a restaurant attached and I took Jenn there. It was upscale but we sat at the bar and had tapas which were very good especially the soft shell crab tacos, we each ate two of those. We had apple martinis then I drove her home.

As we walked through her door she said, "Spend the night."

"Madame, we hardly know each other."

Punch, kiss.

"We are just going to sleep and we have already done that. But tonight lets take our formal wear off. You can sleep in your undies."

"OK but you have to promise no hanky panky."

"Punch, kiss.

I got down to my boxers and she wore a t-shirt and we were soon in bed.

"Thanks for tonight, it is in the top five of all my dates ever."

"Yeah same here," I said.

She turned to me and gave me a soft kiss that ended up with her tongue sliding across my lips. I kissed her back.

"Its about time you kissed me. I was going to fire your ass and find me a proper partner."

I slapped her ass and we wrestled gently until I kissed her again. We fell asleep as we spooned.

I was alone in bed the next morning. I went to the bathroom to take a leak and found she was in the shower.

"Sorry, I have to pee."

"If you have to you have to. Just make sure you aim is true."

"Yes, madame."

I rinsed my mouth with her mouthwash then went to her bedroom and dressed. I walked to the kitchen to make coffee but she had one of those one cup wonders so I took one of the cup things she set out and made myself coffee then sat at the kitchen table. She was wearing just a towel around her body when she made herself a cup and sat at the table with me.

"What are your plans for today?" I asked.

"I am going to Moms and we are going out to lunch. Today is the day I go to a lesbian orgy at a friends pool. They only happen once a month."

"Sounds like a fun day for you. Does anyone there know you have been dating a guy?"

Somehow it felt like we had been dating forever but there had been just two real dates. 

Apparently she felt the same since she answered, "No, Mom is going to need resuscitation when I tell her but she will understand, she knows you. My friends will want to make sure I am not going to be hurt."

"I don't see how you could be hurt."

"I will tell them that. Or tell them nothing at all. In fact that may be the best choice. I need to dress and go, its a bit over an hour drive home."

"Oh, I will get out of your way."

"Let me give you my thanks first," she said then embraced me. She gave me the best kiss anyone had given me in memory. I got an erection. She noticed and pressed herself to it before ending the kiss and hurrying to her room.

"Bye, have fun," I said as I walked her out her door.

I felt restless all day and ended up rearranging my patio. Then I did a partial water change in my aquarium, just ten percent that time. 

Monday morning we greeted each other formally. Then she stuck her tongue out at me. I kissed her as she did. Punch, kiss, giggle.

We had to work together that day to map out a strategy. We noticed that our bodies were in contact with each other most of the day and we both complained about it but never shied away from contact.

In the parking garage I said to her, "You know it's a little silly we both drive to work when we can carpool."

"You do this week and I will do next."

"Deal" I said.

We drove to our respective homes and did not contact each other that evening. The following morning she surprised me by being at my door before I was ready to go. I had in fact planned to drive to her home to pick her up.

"I'm out of coffee," she said as she walked to my kitchen. There was enough for her to have a cup and she drank it as we drove to work. Our conversation along the way was about work so when we got to our offices we resumed where we had left off. Again our bodies were in contact often but that day neither of us complained.

Our ride home became an adventure as we drove through a heavy storm. We kissed before she ran to her door and I waited until she was inside then drove home.

She was at my door as I walked out my home the next morning and I gave her the key that Carl had used. She accepted the key as if she had expected it and put it on her key chain as we drove to work. She gave me a copy of her key as we stepped out of the car. I put it on my key chain as we rode the elevator.

That day we had to present our results to our bosses so we spent the first hour rehearsing. We had always done that but somehow that time it felt different. I never could decide why.

It was Wednesday, my turn to cook. I baked a chicken I had put in a marinade the previous Sunday. It was fabulous. I had bought six bottles of her favorite wine and we finished one during dinner. Then finished half of another one after dinner.

We spent an hour mostly making out on my love seat which faced the aquarium, just kissing and caressing as I introduced her to the denizens.She giggled when my horseshoe crab did its imitation of swimming.

She loved my aquarium, and my kisses. I loved her kisses. I played the Opera Without Words CD and she seemed to be fine with the music. 

We had a very nice visit and I walked her home as we held hands then I kissed her again by her door.

I was naked shaving when she walked in the next morning. She kissed me then went to the kitchen. The coffee was not ready so she came back to the bathroom to complain about that as she sat to pee.

My cock was erect before she returned to the kitchen. I dressed and we went to work.

"I thought you were gay," she said as she drove.

"I thought I was too. It's a good thing you are a lesbian or we would be in trouble."

"True," she said without further comment.

We both suspected we were already in trouble. 

At work that day our bodies made minimal contact. We kissed as she dropped me off at home then went home.

She called me about seven and asked me which channel had the shows I watched on Thursday. I told her and she said "Thanks, bye."

She was again early to my house the next morning but I was mostly dressed by then. She poured our coffee and we talked about our evening.

"The big Vietnamese restaurant OK with you?" I asked.

"Yes, I love the place. After we get home we will spend the night in your bed."

I nodded and wondered how that would turn out. I also wondered why I had asked for a date that night.

After our dinner I drove her home and waited for her to pack her tooth brush and her hair brush and change to a t-shirt.

She drove us home and we drank some wine before we could not wait any longer and went to bed.

She immediately took off her t-shirt and said, "I am going to masturbate so you may as well do so too."

I slid my boxers off and we settled in bed with our hips in contact. 

I had to stare at her body first. She had freckles across her very fine tits and milky white skin. She was fabulous. I kissed her shoulder.

We were slow to start but I had decided to wait until she was on her way to her second orgasm before I got serious about my cock.

Her first orgasm came quickly. I kissed her as she recovered then as she began her search for another cum I gently caressed a tit. She moaned and had a second cum but continued masturbating. I picked up my pace. I was spraying both of us with cum as she was having her third orgasm.

We kissed then went to my shower hand in hand. We washed each other off. I kissed her lips, her tits and her pussy. She kissed my lips, my tits and my cock.

We left the shower and after drying each other we went to the kitchen and had more wine as we stared at each other. We stopped at one glass of wine and returned to bed. We kissed until we fell asleep. Her hand was wrapped around my cock and my hand was on a tit as we did.

I awoke as she was softly masturbating me. I turned towards her and slid a finger in her pussy then began to rub her clit. My cum arrived after she had started on hers. We needed another shower.

We stayed nude that morning. We kissed each other everywhere we could reach even on the ass cheeks. We ate breakfast and had more coffee but never talked about us. At noon we dressed and went out for lunch. When we returned she brought a few items of clothing with her. I pointed out I had plenty of t-shirts. 

Punch, kiss.

Again nude on my love seat she straddled my thighs and began to bring my cock to out of its doldrums. When it was as hard as it was going to get she got closer to me and began to slowly masturbate me, and her. My cock was making contact with her pussy with every stroke. 

When we had our orgasms we kissed. She moved her pussy over my cock and I felt it slide along her pussy lips. She began to rub her clit over the head of my cock until she had another orgasm. Our kiss continued for a while until we decided we needed another shower.

After we dried I got cokes for us and went out to my patio still nude. She loved it out there but I suspected it was because we were outside while still nude. However she told me that at home she was always outside nude with other people but it was the only time she had ever been nude outdoors with a man.

"You are welcome."

Punch, kiss.

It was the usual kiss after the punch. Apparently that was reserved for just those occasions. I kissed her back.

"Do you have condoms?"

"Yes, I have always used them so you do not have any worries about infections. I take it you are not on the pill."

"No, lesbians don't need them. We are going to fuck tonight so I am happy you have some condoms. You will be my first since the summer after I graduated from high school. You will need to be gentle."




Felicity Ch. 43



"But, but, I wanted to fuck you to Sri Lanka."

Punch, kiss, giggle.

We kissed and drank our cokes and she gushed when a hummingbird appeared.

Soon after that we walked back inside and took a nap.

When we awoke we were hungry so we went to the kitchen, I had left over chicken and had linguini so I pulled the chicken as the pasta cooked and as soon as I had it drained I poured it over the chicken. I added salt, black pepper, olives, capers, garlic powder and butter and we enjoyed our dinner.

I started my now full dish washer and Jenn called her Mom.

She told her Mom she was bringing someone special for her to meet.

"No, its a guy.

Yes, maybe.

No, our first is fuck tonight. We have masturbated each other.

Yes, he has condoms.

He is prettier than me.

Yes.

No you may not you old witch.

Julian's.

I love you too, see you tomorrow."

"Why didn't you just tell her I am the guy from the office?"

"Because she thinks that guy is gay and would not take you seriously as someone in particular."

"So I'm someone in particular?"

"Yes and so am I to you. No I have no idea how the hell that happened but we are for now a couple that fucks and I'm kind of exited about it. Aren't you?"

"I am more terrified than exited but I'm not getting off the train."

"Kiss me."

I did and felt better, and worse.

We moved more stuff from her house to mine. We had apparently decided to live together but had not talked about it. I asked no questions when we took stuff out of my second closet as she filled it.

I made no comment when she brought her single cup coffee brewer but when we went to the grocery store I bought a box of French blend for me and a box of the morning blend she used at home. I got a kiss.

We cooked nice steaks and potatoes that evening and drank a bottle of wine.

We knew that watching TV would not be feasible so we went to bed. We undressed for each other then she got in bed on her back and spread her legs. She watched as I slid a condom on my dick.

I slid into the bed at its foot and kissed my way up her legs until I got to her pussy. I knew I would never be as good as her girlfriends but I kissed and licked it for a few moments then got to her tits and did the same for each.

As I kissed her lips she gripped my erection and began to slide it into her pussy. It went in slowly. My cock was not gigantic but it was a bit above average and it had been a while since one had visited her pussy but I felt I needed to pause just once before I was completely in.

I kissed her then rolled us over placing her on top. She allowed a sigh to escape then kissed me.

"I have never been so full. No it has not hurt and I love you in me. Thanks for allowing me the first fuck, this will not take long at all."

She took perhaps five slow strokes but was suddenly in a hurry and five hard strokes later she was in mid orgasm. She collapsed on me and we kissed.

"How many of those do you think I can have before you are done?"

"At least three more," I said.

"I'm ready for number two," she said and began a more vigorous fuck that ended in orgasm after about fifteen strokes.

"Are you still good?"

"Go for three," I said.

After her third she did not pause and did not after her fourth either but as she approached her fifth she noted I was struggling to hold back and she got into high gear and had a magnificent orgasm as I had mine.

We were exhausted and we dozed off. Perhaps twenty minutes passed before we were alert enough to kiss. My cock was still in her pussy but unconscious.

It was another ten minutes before she slid off my body then took the condom off.

"I need more wine," she said and pulled me out of bed with her.

We sat naked at my kitchen table and kissed as we drank. "It's just nine, do you you think you can go again tonight?"

"Yes, and again in the morning before we go see your Mom. You are an inspiration to me and my cock."

"I thank you and your cock for finding me as one. It was my best fuck ever by the way and that includes with women. That last orgasm was my best. Thanks."

"Anytime."

"After the evening news."

"We may as well stay naked then."

"OK. Lets go share your recliner."

We did just that. The TV was on but we saw little of it, we kissed our way through two shows. Before the late news began she had my erection in her pussy. We turned the TV off and I carried her back to bed as she wrapped her arms and legs around me.

That time I did the fucking. I always had a lot of control after my first cum and I was able to take her to Sao Paulo before I was done. We had forgotten about a condom until she felt my cum in her pussy. She groaned. It was not a groan of regret or concern so I didn't panic.

As we lay on our backs and caught our breath I said, "I will marry you if I need to."

"Thank you. But lets not talk about it. I will be fine either way but lets not tempt fate anymore. Kiss me then say good night."

I kissed her several times before she turned away so I could spoon behind her. We were asleep in seconds.

She was fucking me as I awoke. As she went on her upstrokes I could see my cock was dressed. As soon as she had an orgasm I brought her down to me and kissed her then rolled us over until I was on top and began a long slow fuck that ended with another magnificent cum for her and me.

I rolled us over and she kept her body over mine until we both returned to sleep. It was just five in the morning.

I woke up at about eight, I was alone and my cock was undressed. I staggered to the bathroom and saw Jenn step into the shower. I kissed her ass then peed. After brushing my teeth I joined her in the shower.

She punched me, then kissed me, then began to cry.

I had no Idea what to do or say so I just hugged her to me and kissed her often until the tears stopped.

She handed me the shampoo and I washed her hair. As she leaned against the wall she reached between her legs and slid my semi-rigid cock into her pussy.

I soon had a good enough erection to fuck her and did. She had an orgasm so I stepped back and rinsed her hair. When she turned to face me she took my cock in her hand and kissed me. I kissed her and lifted her into my arms and as she wrapped her legs around me my cock slid back into her.

I pressed her body to the wall and began to fuck her hard. She had another orgasm and I pulled out and plastered the wall with cum.

We finished our shower, dried and dressed. We were soon on our way south on the freeway. About an hour later she said, "Take thirty five west," those were the first words either of us had said to each other that morning.

I got off the freeway then ten minutes later she said, "Left at the blinking light."

Ten minutes later we were walking into her mother's house in the town of Felicity. Her mother greeted me with a kiss on the lips. She seemed to be astounded by her daughters lover.

"Why didn't you tell me it was Robert?" she asked Jenn.

"Oh, I thought I had, sorry."

"You two look like you need a nap. Take him to your bed, I will wake you up when it's time to go to lunch."

Her mother and I had met a couple of times when she had come up to the city. I had eaten dinner with them at restaurants. I liked her Mom and she seemed to like me.

Jenn and I did take a nap for a bit over an hour. When her Mom woke us up she said, "I heard somebody's tummy grumbling and thought we needed to go now.

Jenn and joined her mother at the door and she drove us to a place everyone called Julian's although that was not what the storefront said.

Many people kissed them as we walked in and some kissed me after I was introduced. The chef made eye contact with me and nodded. I wondered about it for a few moments then understood. I looked back at him and nodded with a smile. He was beautiful.

I did notice his wife was hispanic and pretty. I noticed he kissed her as she zoomed by. Jenn was a redhead and pretty. I kissed her as we sat.

She was surprised and then very happy. I had made it clear to all there that we were together.

Dinner was tremendous but familiar. Jenn would not admit our dinners that first Wednesday came from there but she did order two to go before we left the place.

Back at her Mom's we ended up with a lot of visitors many of which were short redheads, all allegedly cousins. All liked me and all approved of me for Jenn. 

I wondered if any knew I was gay but as it turned out all of them did, Jenn's Mom had told the first two and from there the news spread like a virus.

We were apparently not the first gay and lesbian people to become a couple in town. Apparently the other relationships had worked because we were accepted as a couple immediately. I later learned that many gays and lesbians were at the center of the towns functioning as a unit.

As I drove us back Jenn asked, "Well, how did it feel to be under the microscope?"

"Like I was under a microscope. None of your friends seem to be shy about asking questions. I felt I handled all that OK but I don't expect to know that until the next time we go back."

She didn't say anything and when I looked at her she again had tears in her eyes. I reached to her and took her hand in mine. She clenched it as her sobs increased. I did not say anything.

She had recovered by the time I drove into my carport. We took the dinners and put them in the freezer. She changed to a t-shirt and I changed to gym shorts and t-shirt and we sat in my patio with wine.

We held hands and kissed but did not speak until she replenished our wine glasses. She kissed me softly before she sat.

She said, "I have been in love with you for about a year. I knew you were gay and I had no chance but still, I was in love with you. Crystal got mad because I apparently talked about you all the time. She did not think highly of you, likely because you were prettier than she was.

I stopped that argument by rarely mentioning you and tried to be a good girlfriend but she knew she could not compete and got vicious. I slapped her and she stole my tablet and left. That was five months ago. 

I have been trying to get you to see how I feel about you but you only saw a lesbian friend. Then you asked me if I knew somebody to keep you company at a play. I could not resist volunteering. I had to work hard not to scream when you agreed.

When you ate dinner with me, (yes it was from Julian's), you seemed to want to keep me company.

When you told me we would be alternating dinners I knew there was a chance. When I saw your erection for me I saw I had a good chance to win.

Now that I think I have you I am terrified. I am afraid it's an illusion. I know you like me a lot. I know you like sex with me although not as much as I do with you.

Sorry, but I need to know. Tell me, are you in love with me?"

I thought about that for a few moments but found that every line of thought ended up with the same conclusion.

"What made you ask?"

"When you told me you would go back at Mom's with me."

"Oh. The answer is yes, I am in love with you. Apparently I have been for months. 

I did not see it working out until the night we spent making out on the love seat. My queen angel never liked Carl but she was calm all the time you watched her. She knew I loved you before I did."

She just sobbed quietly for a while then I picked her up and took us to my love seat and we began to make out.

"The first time we did this I really wanted to do this," she said as she slid her hand under my shorts and gripped my cock.

"Probably would have scared me to death and would have set us back for a week so I'm glad you had the self control. I was freaked out when you told me we were going to masturbate in my bed. I was very happy that I could."

"I thought that if I acted as just a buddy you would. Either way I was going to masturbate for you and was spending the night. You don't know how I had to fight myself into doing that."

"You were brave to do so but it paid off. The rest of it seemed like just another step to me. By the time you told your Mom we would fuck I already knew we would. I already knew I would be going to your home town today."

"You know, we could be having this conversation in bed with this thing in me."

Ten minutes later we were. Thirty minutes later I was filling her pussy with cum. Neither of us worried about it although she soon got the pills anyway.

One of us needed to change jobs, our company did not allow co-workers to date. Her mother knew that and had already laid the groundwork for us. 

She set us up as business consultants on the second floor of an office building that had an ad agency and a married couple who were business consultants. The wife was one of Jenn's cousins a few times removed.

The sale of out town homes financed the purchase of a bigger one in Felicity and we were set to go in two weeks.

Our first client was our former company in the city. We did the same job for them we always had. It had been the suggestion of the other couple on our floor, most of their work was for the company that had fired them but that was not because they were dating, they did not date until after they were fired. They got fired because of office politics over the objections of their boss.

Once a month or so Jenn and I met with our old companies CPA and went over what we had sent to him. We did so on a Friday in which we had tickets to something that weekend.

Jenn and I were not the only ones fucking in our offices during lunch hours. The consultants on our floor and the president of the ad company did too. His wife worked on the third floor.

Jenn's mother told us she was ready for our wedding and to become a grandmother. As it turned out Jenn was already pregnant, we had forgotten to use a condom one time to many.

A friend of her mother arranged the wedding which happened in Las Vegas and included a concert and some shows. Jenn was not showing yet but all in attendance at our wedding already knew, we blabbed about it to everyone who would listen.

Her Mom stole our daughter often so Jenn and I began to work on a son.

I hoped he was only handsome.



Felicity Ch. 44



They were as unlikely as any couple to ever become lovers. 

He was a big redheaded man, nearly six-five and at least two hundred twenty pounds. He was very reserved and many thought he was unfriendly but he liked people well enough. However except in the line of work he just would not speak to anyone unless spoken to first.

The conversations were friendly and polite but rarely lasted sixty seconds on his end. Questions asked about him were given short answers then he asked a question in return about them. That usually ended his part of the conversation. 

Much to the surprise of many he really did listen.

He was very handsome and the women of the company wanted him but he had not had a relationship with any of them. 

Some suspected he was gay but when he set out to get laid he was nearly always successful. Among the women he had sex with he had a reputation as an exceptional, long lasting lover with a bigger than average cock. He had a lot of repeat business.

Somehow that information made its way to his office and he had to withstand some advances. They stopped when he mentioned they would both lose their jobs.

The people working for him were intensely loyal. He gave them flowers or dinner coupons on birthdays and anniversaries. He always gave them full credit for jobs well done. Yet no one at his office thought of him was a friend, he was the boss.

She was a liaison in his unit assigned to his office when his company bought hers. She was a pretty black woman, very intelligent, and terminally shy. She was about five feet tall, under one hundred pounds. She was perhaps the oldest member of his staff but looked like the youngest. 

She was terrified of the city; it was more than fifty times bigger than her Georgia hometown. 

She was embarrassed by compliments because she never felt she deserved them, just doing my job she said.

She spent a lot of time blushing.

At first many thought she was lesbian because she had always retreated from male company but the department's two lesbians had their advances rebuffed too, the only single woman to ever do so.

He felt sorry for her and worried what would happen to her when her job was done. The bosses had already told him she would be let go soon. 

That was what she seemed to expect. She had been working for him for three months.

He did hope she would stop blushing every time he spoke to her.

When he had flowers brought to her desk on her birthday she blushed the entire day. When the others told her the flowers were from him and a tradition in their section she blushed whenever she saw him. 

At the end of the day it took her several minutes to be able to say thanks to him and ran out of his office as soon as she did.

He wondered how lonely she was. Probably lonelier than he.

As they were leaving the office that Friday, the last two as usual, he asked her to please follow him and he led her to a nice restaurant on the corner of their building and they sat at a corner table.

"The chicken is very good here and so is the pasta but order anything you want. And stop blushing," he said with a smile.

She gave him a brilliant smile and a brilliant blush then stammered that a chicken salad would be nice. 

He ordered that for her and a chicken sandwich for himself and chicken soup for both.

Their conversation was sparse but neither found that unnerving. In fact dinner with company was very pleasant for both

.

When dinner was over they separated at the sidewalk with just smiles for each other.

"Terminally cute, borderline gorgeous, smart" he thought then did his best to erase that from his mind.

"What a handsome, gentle man" she thought and then tried to bury that thought.

On Monday he found a Thank You card on his desk. It read, "It was my best birthday since I was twelve. Thanks."

She had not signed it but he knew from who it was. He gave her a smile as he went past her desk. She blushed.

He had never taken someone out to a birthday dinner so she became an immediate celebrity in the department. He saw the commotion and apologized to her for placing her in the middle of it. She smiled, nodded, and blushed.

That workweek was hectic; a client had changed her mind on what she wanted and the sales department had made promises that could not be fulfilled. He had to explain the process to the client and cover for sales. He had spent most of the week out of his office.

The sales department as usual did not acknowledge his efforts on their behalf but the company president gave him a thanks and a pat on the back. That Friday morning the sales department sent him a note that promised it would never happen again. His boss had apparently gotten on their butt. He put the note with the other five he had from them.

As he rode the elevator down he thought that he would like to have company for dinner that evening. He saw her on the sidewalk in line to take a bus. He went to her and asked if she had a date that night. 

She giggled and said "No."

"Follow me please," he said and led her to a Japanese restaurant a block away. 

They were led to a small booth and he ordered the fried calamari appetizer and a Japanese beer. She asked for tea.

He soon noticed that she had no idea what anything on the menu was and he asked if she would like him to order for her. She closed the menu as she gave him a grateful smile. He ordered the shrimp and noodle for each of them.

She loved the fried calamari and admitted it was the first time she had ever eaten them. She did leave the ones with tentacles to him. When her tea was brought her confusion led him to prepare it for her.

"Have you been in a Japanese place before?" he asked.

"No, in my town we don't have one that I know of. We have Italian, seafood, and Mexican restaurants. We have lots of diners and a Chinese buffet but I have never been to that one. There was an Indian restaurant but they closed."

"Well, in this town we have a wide variety. Name a country and we have at least three restaurants with their cuisine. Did you like the Indian restaurant?

"

"I never went, I was too scared. I would have needed someone to explain things for me."

Their food was served and she enjoyed it even though she though the shrimp looked funny. 

He told her there were hundreds different kinds of shrimp and different ones were preferred by different cultures. He also mentioned that the restaurant served sushi one of which featured a raw shrimp.

She was aghast so he ordered two.

He ate his shortly after it was served and as usual wrapped a piece of ginger around it. 

Several minutes later she cut a very small piece of hers and wrapped ginger around it too. Several minutes later she closed her eyes and put the morsel in her mouth. 

He managed not to laugh.

Several minutes after that she bit into half of what remained.

"I could not taste the shrimp or the rice, just the ginger which is good."

He said, 'I am impressed you tried it. There are others with different seafood including crab and octopus; the most popular is tuna fish. I prefer the eel, it has a stronger taste."

She made a face as she giggled. He poured some of his beer into her empty cup and said, "Try this." 

She took a small sip and wrinkled her nose. "No, I still don't like beer. Sorry."

"Not a problem, more for me," he said.

They had finished dinner and he had paid the bill but enjoyed the others' company for several minutes more until the feeling that they were imposing on the other began to intrude in on them. 

He asked her if she would like a ride home.

"How far out of your way would you have to go?"

"Not very. At this time of evening the busses no longer run often," he added.

He was mortified with himself; he had just begged her to accept his offer.

She blushed a crimson red, a difficult feat for a black girl. She had suddenly realized he wanted her company a little longer. She wanted his company a little longer too. It occurred to her they were on a date.

That thought did not cross his mind until the next day.

She stammered, "If you don't mind."

"No, not at all," he said too quickly much to his chagrin.

He knew she lived at an extended stay hotel less than three miles away from his patio home. The park and ride lot where her car was parked was a half a mile away from her hotel.

He parked next to her car, opened his door and walked around to her door. Her hand was on the handle when he opened it. He closed her door after she got into her car. They smiled at each other and he watched her drive away.

As soon as each was in their bedroom naked both masturbated thinking of the other.

After she achieved her second orgasm she went to the computer and ordered a dildo for herself. She had a vibrator but she needed something bigger, something that would allow her pussy to accept a cock. 

She had only fucked one guy in her life and ten years had passed since; she had not liked it at all. He had made no effort to get her to enjoy the experience and it had hurt. She fucked him again but there was never a pleasurable moment. She broke off her engagement to him.

A few years later, shortly before her company began to have difficulties she stumbled into a web site called Literotica and had read some stories in the romance category. She learned from them that the problem had not been her but him. She began to look for the right guy but work worries intruded. She had already given up on romance.

She masturbated again with the vibrator off. She did not have an orgasm. She wondered if his cock had a vibrate setting. She fell asleep giggling softly.

By Monday morning both had decided a relationship would be a bad idea and held themselves within themselves.

They smiled and worked and the week passed without problems, until they were in the elevator that Friday after work.

Without consulting his brain his mouth asked her if she would like to try a real Indian restaurant. 

With absolutely no input from her brain she said, "Yes."

At the restaurant they talked to each other like they had never talked to anyone before in their lives. They revealed more about themselves than they had done before.

She learned that he had been a bookworm and had graduated cum laude in high school and college. He had tried several jobs before the one he had but kept thinking he would move back home. He was from a small town on the coast. called Felicity.

He learned she had been a valedictorian in high school and her small college. She wore glasses because she could never manage to stick contacts onto her eyes. She was considering not returning home, her town was in deep recession.

They had each been engaged once and were the one that broke it up. Neither had a significant other for years. Both loved avocados and pasta, neither liked eggs. Both loved symphonies and seventies rock.

When dinner was over he drove them to an ice cream parlor and had some serious combinations of scoops. They needed to get the taste of curry out of their mouth.

As he opened her car door at the park and ride she impulsively turned and kissed him. She quickly sat and drove away.

Each masturbated as soon as they got home, several times.

On Monday they were back to reticent mode. By Wednesday she was inventing reasons to go to his office. He was inventing reasons to go to her desk. By Thursday their hands were caressing each other at every opportunity. 

On the elevator ride down on Friday they kissed.

He followed her to the hotel then drove them to a hamburger joint by the bay that had the best burgers and onion rings in the state. They held hands as they strolled along a bayside park. The kiss they shared before they left the park told her she needed to order a bigger dildo.

That Saturday they each managed to avoid calling the other. He lasted until three Sunday afternoon before he called her.

"How about a drive to the coast, we can get a sea food dinner, and go for a walk on the beach. If you are not busy. If you like the beach."

"When?"

"Now?"

"Now would be perfect."

He had just stepped out of his car when she came out. They kissed before she got in. He was amazed at how beautiful she looked. It had been the first time he had seen her in anything other than a conservative dress. She wore a sailor blouse in red, white, and blue and white Bermuda shorts. She looked delicious.

He noticed she was blushing, apparently he had said that last part aloud. He chose not to amend the statement.

The drive was pleasant; all the traffic was on the other lanes leaving the beach. They sat in the balcony overlooking the Gulf and did not mind the slow service at all. They held hands. 

She amazed herself at how normal holding his hand had become. At first she thought he would get in trouble but most people smiled at them. They apparently only saw a big galoot and his cute girlfriend.

It was after six and nearing dusk when they walked to the beach. They continued to hold hands for a while until she put an arm around his waist as she blushed intensely. She had wanted to do so for two weeks until it had become an "I have to" problem.

He reacted as she fervently hoped; he hugged her to him and kissed her. She noted that her new bigger dildo would be about the right size. He noted that her tits were bigger than they seemed and nipples were trying to stab him.

Somebody shouted near them and they noted a white Mom was trying to get her black boy to get in the car. It crossed her mind that at her home they may have all been shot. She decided that there were advantages to a big city after all.

He and she held their embrace for a few moments then continued walking with an arm around each other.

It was dark when they returned to his car. They kissed for a while then began the return trip. Neither said a word on the way back but both had smiles on their lips. They held hands.

He took her to her hotel and kissed at her doorway before saying good night. Neither masturbated that evening.

On Monday morning he was at her hotel to give her a ride to work. They had not talked about it but she was not surprised.

After he parked his car in the underground garage they went into their building and stopped at a deli. He bought two coffees and two bagels. As usual they were the first two in the office. They kissed often as they had breakfast until they heard the elevator ding.

Except for the morning and after work rides the next few weeks were normal at work. He took her out to dinner each Friday after work but they never ate downtown again. 

Saturday night and Sunday afternoon he took her to a different attraction then a restaurant then took her home. She loved the zoo and the science museum. She loved watching the major league baseball team. She loved watching the symphony. All were new experiences for her.

She though that an old man with a beard was going to give them trouble at symphony hall but what he said was, "He is way too ugly for a woman like you. You need to find a bearded older gentleman that can spoil you rotten." 

His smile told them that yes he would love to love her but knew her young man seemed to be crazy about her too. They both blushed and smiled as the man walked away.

"He is right. You are too pretty for a man like me," he said.

She kissed him and said, "You are the handsomest man I know."

During the weeks there were many kisses and hugs and a couple times one of them would have allowed sex even at the risk of their jobs but the other kept their sanity. 

They did allow the occasional "accidental" tit and cock gropes. There were many such accidents. Her hand had drifted from his waist to his ass. Since his hand was often on her ass she thought it would be OK.

Five weeks after their non-love affair had become established she came to his office on a Friday afternoon and asked him to please come and help her. When he got to her desk she was packing her personal items.

"Have you lost your job?" he asked.

She grinned at him and said, "Yes, I no longer work here.

"

He grinned and said, "I am sorry to hear that."

There were others around them so they could not say how happy they were. Both knew anyway.

He helped her carry her boxes down and drove her to her hotel. He helped her pack her stuff there and after she checked out followed him to his home. They managed to put all her stuff away before they kissed.

They were nude and kissing in the shower before they were aware that they were. He knelt on the shower floor and lifted her to his shoulders and ate her pussy to an orgasm.

They were barely dry when they went to bed. He urged her over him and she began to lower herself over his cock.

She should have gotten the next size dildo she though as she slowly sank her pussy over his dick. She smiled when she reminded herself that she was in control. She was grateful and impressed with his patience, his gentleness.

He propped himself up with his elbows and began to kiss her. He gently nibbled her nipples. He felt her sit on his groin; he was all the way in her.

He sat up and hugged her to him and covered her face with kisses. 

He was fascinated by their difference in size; he was well over a foot taller and well over one hundred pounds heavier than she.

She marveled at how safe she felt sitting naked on his lap with her pussy full of his cock.

She rose and fell on his cock a little. A few moments later she rose higher and sank herself to him three times. He lay flat as she paused. She wondered in amazement at the pussy fluids emerging from her lubricating the passage of his cock. She pressed her tits to his chest and gave him the best kiss she had ever given anyone.

She pushed up with her arms on his chest and began a slow, gentle fuck. 

He caressed her tits. She was going almost all the way up and simply siding back down. On one of those she groaned and her pussy gave his cock a strong squeeze.

She collapsed on his chest. She had cum.

"Man, had I known how good it could be I would have tried harder to get a man. Apparently I never found the right one because I was not looking for a very large redheaded white guy.

You are my second man, this was my third fuck. The first two were very disappointing, painful. This one was my best orgasm ever. How many more can you give me?"

"At the pace you are on maybe three or four. I will need mine soon but we will be fucking all night so do what you need to do."

"Thank you," she said as she blushed before she resumed fucking him.

He lasted through four more of her cums. She had a fifth as he filled her pussy with his ejaculate. It was then that he remembered he was not wearing a condom.

He waited for her to recover her breath before he asked if she was on the pill.

"Oh hell. No. It never crossed my mind until now. I am sorry. With any luck I am not pregnant and we can keep fucking the weekend away."

"I don't have condoms."

She looked at him and said, "OK, we will get some tomorrow. Just leave your dick in me tonight."

She remained draped over his body and fell asleep.

He caressed her gently and kissed her often as he began to sort the rest of his life. He decided he would take the job of plant manager in his hometown of Felicity. He was sure there would be zero reservations from anyone about their relationship.

Thirty minutes later his cock had recovered and was very erect in her pussy. She may have felt it since she was stirring awake.

"Nice," she said.

He kissed her and said, "It would not devastate my life if you became pregnant."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-eight."

"As you know I am thirty-one. I would be almost fifty before our daughter graduated from high school. That is too old."

He kissed her lovingly, gently. "You would not be alone," he said.

She gave him a brilliant smile and her most loving kiss. He had just asked her to marry him.




Felicity Ch. 44



"I would love to be with you when we are fifty," she said answering yes to his proposal.

They kissed as two lovers would after they had agreed to a lifetime commitment.

She was gently fucking him as she sighed and said, "It's too late for me to be a mom. You would be too old to be a dad to a teenager. Lets just make love for a while and when you think you are getting close I will jump off and finish you by hand." 

She worked him for three more cums but had to give up when her pussy became too sore. She gave him a long slow handjob and squealed as he erupted.

"I am going to love doing that for you. Anytime. But I am not positive I can get it in my mouth."

"No problem and thank you. We need a shower," he said as he stood and carried her to the bathroom.

After some grab and kiss moments they returned to bed. She went directly over his body and settled over it after she lined her pussy with his cock. 

He arranged her pillow on his shoulder so she would be comfortable and they were soon asleep.

Just before they drifted off both had the same thought.

"Mom is going to have a cow."



Felicity Ch. 45



I had just noticed my fiftieth birthday had passed a week ago. I was a loner and no one knew it was my birthday; hell I didn't either, so I was neither surprised nor disappointed that no one had wished me a happy birthday but wondered if anyone in the office had that same experience.

I was not about to ask of course, I just wondered. 

Over the next few weeks I continued to wonder then asked myself if there had been anyone in the office whose birthday we had not celebrated in the office. I thought of three. 

I thought about several ruses to find out when their birthdays were but settled on asking if they had worn glasses on their driver's license photos. Like me all three wore glasses at work. 

The two guys had not and showed me the license to prove it. One was born Christmas Eve and the other on New Years Eve. Neither would have been at work on their birthday. 

My third suspect was a woman named Danielle. No one called her Danny and I did not know if that was by her preference or not.

She was as reserved as I was and no one knew anything about her other than she was a widow, her husband's funeral had been ten years before.

She was better than OK looking and had a sense of humor but you would not know that unless you said something that made her smile. She did not laugh out loud.

She did wear her glasses on her license and showed it to me. It was a bad picture.

"Why do you carry Phyllis Dillers' license?" I asked.

She smiled and snatched it back but not before I noted her fiftieth birthday had been the month before mine was.

She asked to see mine and after I did she asked me, "Are you a vampire?"

I took my license back and smiled and gave her a small bow.

As I returned to my desk I suddenly found myself thinking of her as a woman. I very much doubted she fucked but it crossed my mind she might be good company to the symphony or the opera or the musical theater. 

My last such companion had decided our dates were duds and had moved on, that was three years ago.

I somehow always bought two partial season tickets each year to all three. I also attended rock concerts and baseball games but those were bought as individual tickets.

I grinned when I sat at my desk knowing I would never have the nerve to ask her out. She was slim with fine although smallish tits. She was also very intelligent, she oversaw the entire foreign market and even if that part of the company was small she had to cope with tariffs, restrictions and taxes the rest of us did not.

I had heard her speak four languages.

I was a somewhat tall slightly longish haired dude that could have used another ten pounds on my frame. 

She did not seem to have anyone in the building that could be called a personal friend but then again neither did I.

I had pretty much forgotten about that trend of thought when the next morning I found a card on my desk. I was a birthday card with a ticket to a private museum exhibit of works by Salvador Dali. The card was not signed and I wondered if someone had placed it on the wrong desk. 

I spent the day looking around me for a celebration of some kind but by the end of the day I had seen none. It was a Friday and by then most had gone to a nearby tavern before going home. Whoever was the right recipient was unaware of it and I suspected that anyone that would go to an art exhibit was unlikely to be at happy hour. 

I knew that was not true but I talked myself into believing it.

The exhibit was that following Saturday night. I spent the day thinking I would not go but eventually found myself being ushered into a closed wing of the museum and I quickly had a brandy in my hand.

I was mesmerized by the paintings and ended up lagging behind our guide. 

"You get to stay after the tour to gaze at them and you are missing the stories behind them."

The woman speaking to me was Danielle. She looked fabulous.

I kissed her cheek and said thanks for my present then we hurried to catch up with the group.

I was happy she had come back to get me, our tour guide knew stories and there were many very interesting stories on Dali.

We ended up being led back to the bar and I got another brandy and Danielle got some Port wine. We wandered around the exhibit and discussed the paintings. 

She introduced me to the museum curator and the agent for the paintings. They obviously knew her but seemed to be stunned by the fact that she had a companion. She had introduced me as a co-worker but apparently they were skeptical of that.

We stayed together for over two hours and as the museum was closing I walked her out to her car.

"I was thinking I would like a pastrami sandwich from the big deli, would you like to join me?" I asked.

"No, don't like pastrami. A Reuben would be nice though. I'll drive."

I immediately realized the woman was impulsive and carried a knife in her vocabulary but after I opened her car door for her I got in the passenger seat.

The deli was at that perfect part of the evening, the symphony people had left and the opera people were not yet there. We found a table easily.

"Great timing," she said and I agreed.

We talked about the museum and work. 

She asked me if I was gay.

I chuckled and said, "No, I'm too ugly and have no mustache. Did any one say I was?"

"Yes, Darma and Lindy. Both flirted with you and got nothing back so that was their guess."

"They flirted with me? Really? I never saw that."

"That was what I told them, that you are oblivious."

"That characterization hurts me even though it is true. I prefer distracted."

"I will amend my observations accordingly to them."

"Thank you. Are you gay?"

"No, although I have dallied with women on occasion. It has been more than five years since any dalliance. Are you good in bed?"

"I am focused and caring. I can control myself well. I am however not one that can fuck your brains out, if you will pardon the expression, I'm more of lover."

"Finish your sandwich, we are going to my house."

We were soon naked and she was welcoming me to her bed with open arms and legs. I slid my cock into her pussy and gave her the best kiss I could. She had been very ready; she had an orgasm before I took a stroke.

I kissed my way to her tits and sucked and kissed her nipples as I covered her pussy with my hand. I rubbed my face on her breasts as I masturbated her, she had another orgasm. I continued down and devoured her pussy through three more orgasms and I licked her fluids to another.

I slid up and into her and fucked her as hard as I had ever fucked anyone taking full long strokes into her. She had a big orgasm that took over her whole body and I slowed to a stop. 

When she seemed to have regained control of herself I rolled us over and she was now on top.

She needed time to catch her breath so I just caressed her and kissed her neck. Suddenly she groaned and began to fuck me to Lithuania. She screamed into orgasm and I filled her pussy with cum. She collapsed over me and just panted with exhaustion.

She fell asleep before she moved. I covered us up and turned off the lamp and embraced her as I fell asleep. 

I later felt her slide off me to one side but she still had an arm and a leg over me. I kissed her and went back to sleep.

Around dawn I awoke with her fucking me. Her eyes were closed and her tongue was sticking out of the corner of her mouth. Her hair was a wild mess but her tits were dancing for me. I smiled. She was the most adorable woman I had ever seen.

She had an intense but quiet orgasm and collapsed over me with her lips on my neck. She was already asleep.

I had not cum since at fifty that was a twice a day on good days thing for me. But I was hard and it felt nice to feel my cock slowly go to sleep in the wet warm confines of her pussy.

The next time I awoke I was alone in bed. I got up to take a leak and passed her as she came out of her bathroom.

"Hurry please," she said.

I peed, used her mouthwash and washed my face. She saw that my cock was not ready but was not upset over that.

"Did you cum in me early this morning?" I fell asleep right after my orgasm."

"No I didn't and there is a chance it will be useful soon. If not I have fingers and a tongue. Which would you like first?"

"Tongue please."

I slid between her legs and kissed her pussy as I caressed her tits. She took a deep breath as I clamped my lips around her clit and began a blowjob, she had a prominent clit. Three or seven orgasms later she pushed me away. I was glad because my jaw was sore.

I kissed my way up her body and loved her tits with passion as I masturbated her with the palm of my hand. She was soon pushing my hand away and I slid up and inserted my cock into her very wet pussy. She screamed in orgasm again and I rolled us over

.

"No more, no more. I would die. No more."

I kissed her and embraced her. We were nearly asleep when one of our stomachs growled. 

She giggled and said, "Breakfast."

We did not move for a while.

"I can't fix us breakfast if you don't let me go," she said.

"Oh, sorry," I said and moved my arms from around her and began to caress her ass softly.

"Thank you, that's better," she said but did not move.

My cock was still in her pussy and still fully hard. I pressed down on her ass and she sighed. The walls of her pussy hugged my cock.

A stomach growled. 

We laughed.

"Well we better get up. I'm not used to being talked to like that." She said.

She added, "We need to rinse off first, and I owe you a cum."

I soaped and rinsed and kissed her tits and pussy then she soaped and rinsed and sucked my cock until her mouth was full of my ejaculate. She allowed most of it to run out of her mouth then rinsed it. 

As soon as she was done I lifted her to me and kissed her long and softly. I could still taste my cum in her mouth but continued the kiss.

She rinsed my cock and her neck and tits then we stepped out.

We held hands as we walked to the kitchen still naked.

We drank a cup of coffee but she decided to go out for breakfast.

"For some reason I'm exhausted," she said with a giggle.

We dressed and she drove me to my car and I drove us down to the coast about an hour away and ate brunch at a seaside resort.

I said to her, "This is the town I am retiring to. I love this place and the people in it. The food we are eating is excellent as you have noted but in this town it is not in the top ten. The view is number one of course."

Two redheads walked by and stopped to kiss me on the lips. I introduced them to Danielle and both kissed her on the lips. The two gave me a thirty-second update on town news, kissed us again and walked on.

"How well do you know them?"

"Not that well. The taller one was a tennis star for a while and is now superintendent of schools. The other one has a jewelry shop across the street. They are sisters and town royalty. Both are loved by everyone in town."

"They kissed you on the lips."

"Everyone in this town kisses everyone on the lips. Of some possible interest to you many women in this town are bisexual."

"Good to know."

On our way out of town I took her on a tour of the town including the lesbian biker bar and all the best places to eat.

We went to her car and I followed her back to her house. On our drive there I was wondering if it had been a one-night stand. 

As I walked into her house the first thing she said to me was, "Take me back there next weekend."

"OK."

Well apparently it was not a one-night stand.

We went back to her bed and enjoyed a leisurely fuck as we talked about our lives. We each admitted that the previous nights sex had been the best in our existence. We both admitted it would be very difficult to recreate that fuck but it would be fun trying.

We agreed that showing any feelings at work would not be appropriate. It was after midnight before I left her for home.

The next morning at work we did not acknowledge each other's presence, then fucked in the storeroom during lunch.

Only one person ranked over us in the office and as it was normally the case she took two hour lunches elsewhere. The only day we did not fuck in the storeroom that week was Friday. We knew we had the whole weekend to fuck.

We fucked as soon as we were in our room at the resort late Friday afternoon then went to dinner at an Italian restaurant. After a fabulous dinner we walked to a nearby club. 

She was worried that we would be the oldest there but found it was a very mixed age group ranging from ten years older to twenty years younger. She made friends and when we left we were kissed by many. 

In bed back at the hotel our sex was nearly as dramatic as it had been the weekend before. 

We spent most of Saturday on the beach. My cock spent a considerable time in her pussy as we embraced in waist deep water. We were not the only ones doing that but we were apparently the oldest. Somehow that made us feel better.

We made love during our shower then went to the upscale Latin restaurant. After another extraordinary dinner she decided she wanted to go to the lesbian biker bar and we had fun there the rest of the evening.

Back on our resort bed she said every kiss every woman gave her at the biker bar included a tongue and that her tits and ass were caressed often.

"So you had fun?"

"Yes, yes I did. Even the young ladies treated me like they wanted me. I saw you were kissed often."

"Yes, mostly as thanks for bringing you there."

Our fuck was nearly violent that night. We thanked each other before going to sleep.

We went back to the beach the next morning and we fucked again. We watched my cum drift away from us.

We left the town at one and when I took her to her home she did not say a word to me. I guessed she was trying to figure out what kind of relationship we had. As soon as I put her suitcase in her bedroom she said, "We need to talk."

I prepared for the worst.

She said, "We are both fifty years old. The chances of either of us finding someone better are close to nil. But the longer we go without defining our relationship the bigger the chance of a misunderstanding. My thought is that we should get married and avoid such problems."

I was stunned, that was not at all what I expected to hear. I understood her concern and I understood her logic.

I was ready to put up some mild objections; we had been lovers for just over a week. 

Then I thought I should make some demands, but what I said was, "Agreed."

She had apparently been holding her breath and as soon as she inhaled she kissed me. She gave herself to me in her kiss.

I gave myself to her in my kiss.

We married in Vegas that Fourth of July even though we admitted to each other that our marriage had little chance to work. I did not expect us to last over a year.

We did spend a couple of weekends a month in Felicity and ended up with good friends that invited us to their homes. Several were campaigning for us to move to Felicity.

Five years later we retired early and did. 

Almost immediately we met some aliens and our town moved.

We were apparently needed to run an import business and warehouses so we went back to work.

Other than ending up with aliens as good friends our lives did not change much. Ten years later we retired again in a brand new world.

We marveled when we noticed we fucked more often at sixty five than we had at fifty and we fucked a lot at fifty. We felt young.

So we set-up a coffee shop.



Felicity Ch. 46



She was the most socially inept woman I had ever met. She was the most brilliant woman I had ever met.

She worked for me and I had to apologize to many for her gaffes and lack of etiquette often. The only person in the office that would talk to her had just retired early, she was all mine now.

I did appreciate her genius, her stick to it attitude, the money she made for us. She was not unpleasant to look at and truly she did not have a mean bone in her body but she was brusque and to the point in every conversation and never understood that often the only one that understood what she was saying was her.

Her retired keeper, er.., supervisor, Dora, had at least gotten her to pay attention to personal hygiene and convinced her she had no business driving a car. She never understood that stopping in the middle of the street, or through two traffic signal sequences irritated the hell out of other drivers. Now it was just a matter of getting her to remember to get off the bus.

She was arrested for shop lifting. Not the first time but the court understood she was not stealing, it just never crossed her mind to pay for the items unless there was no one in line at the register. She never stood in line for anything, it was counterproductive she thought.

The new store manager had her arrested and I had to bail her out and explain to her what she had done. She was mortified with herself and refused to speak to anyone except herself for the rest of the day.

The court fined her and ordered a psychiatric evaluation. They decided she needed supervision and I hired a pleasant woman that soon drained Billie's accounts. I hired a second that quit after the first week, she said she did not need the aggravation.

I decided to bring her home with me until I found someone that would look after her.

She was in her mid twenties, I was in my mid thirties. I knew I would not be able to keep up with her but she was working on the financial health of a very large client and I needed her to concentrate.

My concentration level was immediately challenged when as soon as she had settled in my spare bedroom she came out naked. I knew she did that with her previous keepers and roommates but somehow I had assumed she would not do that when she was living with a man.

She had a glorious body with one unpleasant characteristic, she apparently did not shave anywhere. 

She also did not knock on doors before barging in, she caught me undressed several times but the only one unnerved by that was me.

She did seem to enjoy being in my house and was in my home office for hours at a time. She began to make headway in the project.

I had a hot tub in my covered patio. It was small, rated for four people but only two could fit comfortably in it. 

Apparently she had never been in a hot tub before and asked me about it so I invited her to get in with me sometime. She chose that time and immediately got in. I doubt she noticed that I was nude.

She stumbled getting in and landed on my lap with her tits on my face. By the time she recovered I had kissed a tit but I doubted she felt that. She was soon sitting next to me sighing about the warm water and the gentle bubbles.

I saw tension leave her body and she was soon asleep. I allowed her twenty minutes then woke her up.

"It is not good to stay in the hot water for very long, it may cause imbalances in the body systems and will make it difficult to walk," I explained.

She nodded, stood to leave the tub and fell back towards me. I held her up by putting my hands on her ass and she mumbled something, got herself steady and left the tub. She had started towards the house before I pointed out she was dripping wet and I had a towel. She allowed me to dry her body then waited for me to dry myself before we walked in.

She did look at my erection.

"How long do we have to wait before we can go back in?" she asked.

"I usually go in just once a day but my guess is after four hours would be OK. You would need for me to always be around because you would end up never wanting to get out," I said.

"True," she giggled. 

I did not know she had a sense of humor.

Our first week went by pretty normally except for the always nude part. I thought about asking her to at least put on a t-shirt but reconsidered, she had a very fine body.

She did notice my partial erections.

We were in the tub one evening and she said she could not imagine anything better.

I decided to take a shot and said, "The hot tub seems to enthrall women right after they shave off all their body hair first. You could test if that is true or not."

"Will you shave me? I have never done that."

"No, I would be afraid I would nick you where it would really hurt to be nicked."

She giggled and after a while she hurried to my office. We had been in the tub about only fifteen minutes. The solution to a problem had apparently presented itself to her.

Her ass was magnificent.

The following week she was as hairy as ever. She would also come sit with me in the tub when she saw me in it. Sometimes her tits nudged my body. Sometimes her hand nudged my cock.

She was one of those people that talk with her hands.

However, she never apologized.

She did note that every time we were in the tub together I had an erection. She never commented on that either.

That next Saturday morning I dressed and went to a store and got her a feminine electric shaver, razor and foam, and a dilapidator.

I also bought her a bag of Mounds candy bar, she loved those, then picked up a pizza. As expected she had not realized I was gone but allowed me to interrupt her for lunch. As usual she had her pad with her at the table so I asked her to look up hot tub limits.

She did then said, "No one seems to agree on anything except that staying in too long would cause problems. I did lose my balance getting out the first couple of times but not this week so my limit now is apparently twenty five minutes. But I have seen you stay longer than that so it's possible I can stretch my time in there."

"True but stay under thirty minutes at a time, wait at least thirty minutes before getting back in."

"Good plan. Can we go back in now?"

"No, it would interfere with the digestive process. We can go back in after an hour or so if you would like."

"Can you shave me now?"

I had to chuckle, she sounded like a little girl asking if she could open her presents now.

"Let me fix me some coffee first. 

Look into the bag on the counter, all of that is for you."

"Oh."

"Read the instructions."

She ate her candy as she did and I rejoined her at the table with my coffee. She looked up feminine hygiene on her tablet and clicked on the shaving link.

"This is a lot of trouble," she said.

"It is if you don't get rewarded for it but you don't know if you will be unless you do it first. If you really want to try it you need to take a shower first."

As she left I inserted batteries in her electric shaver and plugged it in. I picked up her razors and found my beard trimming scissors then picked up my foot stool and stepped into the shower with her.

I sat and began to trim her pussy hair with the scissors.

She did not say a word and just watched me. My hand was on her pussy somewhere during the entire process and I may have heard a soft moan but paid no attention to it.

I knew she had been fucked and had her pussy eaten. The first time for each were experiments. She did not like the fuck but loved her pussy to be eaten, however her mind seldom went in that direction. She rarely masturbated. 

She had told me all of that months ago as we waited for some numbers to arrive. I don't think it crossed her mind that was a very personal revelation.

I did wonder why she had said it to me.

After I had her pubic hair trimmed I took out my shaving foam and covered her pussy with it.

I heard another soft moan.

I shaved her gently and as I did I saw her pussy lubricate itself. I checked for stubbles with my tongue and shaved away all that I found. When done I raised her clitoral hood and ran the flat of my tongue over her clit. She had an orgasm.

I kissed her pussy then began shaving her legs. I would kiss her pussy at times. When I finished I again ran my tongue over her clit and she had another orgasm. As I stood I kissed each nipple then began to shave under her arms. I kissed her lips when I finished each then stepped out with shaving stuff and the stool. I allowed her to finish her shower.

I dried in front of her making sure she could see my erect cock then left the bathroom. She was masturbating as I did.

She joined me in the tub ten minutes later and said "Oooh," as she sank into the waters. I allowed her a minute to enjoy that then turned on the bubblers.

Three minutes later she was enjoying an orgasm and I turned the bubblers off. She leaned towards me and I put my arm around her, my fingertips caressing a tit.

"Thank you," she said and enclosed my cock in her hand.

I lifted her chin and gave her a soft kiss.

"Anytime I said.

We enjoyed the hot tub as she caressed my cock as I caressed a tit.

"It has probably been thirty minutes," she said.

I was sure it was just twenty.

I stood and helped her stand. I embraced her and gave her a soft kiss then helped her get out of the tub. We dried each other then went back into the house. I fixed us each a mug of sleepy time tea then said goodnight.

I kissed her lips and that time she extended the kiss. I went to bed.

I could see her standing by my door as I masturbated. I slowed when I saw she was masturbating too. Our orgasms were not silent.

When I recovered she was gone.

The following morning was as usual except I was now as nude as she was. It was a Sunday morning.

I fixed us breakfast then she went back to the office to show me something she had found. 

I stood behind her massaging her neck which she badly needed as she pointed out three quarters of a million dollars had vanished without a trace nine thousand dollars every week for years.

I kissed her neck and called the client.

"Your hunch was correct, someone is stealing from you. It has to be someone that has the password to your accounts but not necessarily and accountant, they did not do a good job of hiding it. Give me a list of suspects and I will see if I can find them."

He promised me he would and I went back to Billie and kissed her lips as I cupped a breast. She gave my semi-erect cock a soft squeeze then resumed her search for missing money.

I put on shorts, t-shirt and sneakers and went to mow the lawn. When finished in front I became nude and began to mow the back. Billie came out, kissed me and said. "I found another one."

"Let me finish then take a shower before you show me. You can get in the tub while you wait."

Her face told me she had forgotten about the hot tub but went directly to it. After I put the mower away I walked to her and we kissed as I turned the bubblers on.

I took a quick shower then joined her in the hot tub, she was in mid-orgasm. I turned the bubblers off and held her to me, she was wiped out. Apparently she had been having orgasms continuously since I went to the shower.

As soon as I felt my legs relax I carried her out and sat her on the swing as I dried her off. I kissed her lips and her tits as I did. I picked her up again and carried her to the office and sat her at the desk.

I fixed us cups of coffee and rejoined her. She was not all the way back until she had finished her mug.

She showed me where another half a million had vanished but she seemed to think it was a different perpetrator, the pathway up to the vanishing had been different.

I kissed her cheek and went to the living room thinking about it. Billie walked by and took my now empty cup to the kitchen. On her way back to the office I took her hand and put her on my lap. I kissed her and asked, "Is it really another person or the same person refining their approach?"

"I can go back and check."

I nodded and kissed her. She kissed me back. I kissed her tits then kissed her lips. I ran the tip of my tongue softly between her lips. She moaned and slid her tongue into my mouth. We could feel my cock become erect.

"Don't fuck me," she pleaded.

"You will need to get off my lap to insure that."

She gave me a wild kiss and began to get off me but ended up straddling me then losing her balance. 

She suddenly groaned loudly and tried to collapse my lungs with her embrace.

My cock had slid into her.

Neither of us moved, she was sobbing quietly between kisses. I put my hands under her ass and stood. She wrapped her legs around me and I walked us to my bed and got on my back. I brought her down to me and kissed her softly.

She began to relax. I put a pillow on my shoulders and she put her head on it close enough to me we could continue kissing. I caressed her from her shoulders to her ass as we kissed.

She took a short stroke. 

I kissed her. 

She took three strokes and moaned. I kissed her. She sat up and began to fuck me. I kissed her tits. She had a big orgasm and collapsed on me. We kissed.

She got up and walked out of my room. 

I masturbated.

I joined her in the office and asked if there was anything to indicate if it was one person or two.

"It's two."

I kissed her lips as I cupped a tit which seemed to make her very happy and I called the client.

He was upset when I told him it may have been a different person from the first.

"Was it the exact same amount?" he asked.

"No, there was a few hundred dollars difference. But what makes us think it was two people is that the electronic path they took was different. The first one was more sophisticated than the second. Do you have a list for me?"

"Yes, I will e-mail it to you now."

I went back into the office and told Billie, "Get dressed, we need to go shopping."

We dressed and I drove us to a somewhat fashionable store. I bought her eight work outfits the saleswoman assured us could be combined with each other into hundreds of possibilities.

Billie did not say a word. She appeared to be stunned. We then went to a sporting goods store and we chose five shorts and eight blouses. I bought her good sneakers.

We went to a furniture store and I bought her a recliner and a dresser.

We then went to a grocery store and bought enough for two people people to eat for two weeks.

We put the groceries away first then went into my bedroom and put her new clothes in the second closet there. I made room for her dresser which would be delivered later that day.

Billie said nothing but seemed to be holding back a lot of emotion.

We went back to my office and pulled up my clients list of suspects, neither his wife or her son were listed. 

Billie began to check on the financial records of each as I fixed us dinner. We ate in silence although I could see a smile on her face. She realized I had moved us in together.

That evening I got in bed on my back with my erection pointed at the ceiling and she quickly straddled me and sank my cock into her. We kissed and she began a fuck. She had an orgasm but I stopped her before she got up.

"You have more than one in you. Get them now," I said.

She was on her third when I got mine.

She was pressing her tits to my chest when she whispered, "What if I got pregnant?"

"We will be married before he is born, we are OK."

She allowed a deep sigh to escape and kissed me, then went to sleep draped over my body with my cock still in her.

The following morning we went to work as usual except she was wearing one of her new outfits. 

She looked fabulous. 

We avoided each other all day although my eyes followed her when she walked past my office. She blushed each time she did.

She was gorgeous.

That evening we ate dinner before going home then immediately became nude and fucked until we fell asleep.

The following morning I joined her in the shower and we fucked. 

She wore another new outfit and a secretary said she looked great. I looked at her and she suddenly remembered to say thanks.

I grinned and nodded and she smiled at me.

It took all my will power to stay away from her. 

I needed a kiss badly.

Our week went by and many in the office noticed how well she dressed and how social she had become, at least compared to how she had been before.

That Friday, after we made love in the hot tub, she said, "I have been in love with you since you took my side in my spat with Dora. You explained to her how I was and that I did not hate her. You called me socially inept but that did not bother me until I realized it was true.

You ordered me to kiss Dora and I did. I did not expect her to kiss me back, I did not expect you to kiss both our cheeks then order us to have lunch together. She became my new Mom before lunch ended.

I dreaded how I would do when she retired and learned not well. You rescued me again. I love you."

Her kiss told him was true.

"You are an exceptional woman, well more intelligent than anyone you will ever meet. I admired you when I hired you. I sympathized with your mishaps and rued your unpopularity. 

Dora seemed to be the only other person that also did that which is why you two ended up as a team. She did tell me all of your misadventures by the way. She related them as a loving Mom would tell tales on her favorite daughter.

Call her when we go back in, tell her we have become a couple."

"We have become a couple haven't we? She will freak."

"No, she will think it's about fucking time. She knew I was in love with you. She told me I was not too old for you but I know I eventually will be.

When you moved in I had no intention of making a move on you, even after you began to walk around naked. Every kiss I gave you was because I couldn't help it. Every kiss I gave your pussy was because I couldn't help myself.

When you told me you didn't want me to fuck you I was very disappointed. When I slid into you and you did not immediately get off I was surprised.

I took us to my bed to allow you to decided. You fucked me, then left me. 

Later when I kissed you I realized you were worried I would discard you after our sex. Our shopping trip told you otherwise.

I love you. Stay with me until I am too old for you please."

"OK. Although I am sure you will never become too old for me. You can ask me to marry you now."

"Will you marry me?"

"Yes, I love you," she said. 

My cock suddenly became very hard.

"To bed please old man." she said.

I carried her there although we were not very dry.

"The other bed, we want our bed to be dry when we sleep in it tonight," she said.

We made love then fucked then made love.

We cooked dinner together then went to the home office and checked on the results of our inquiries and eliminated all but two. We decided not to tell our client yet.

As I stood next to her she kissed my cock twice. When we decided against going any further with the project she slurped my cock into her mouth. We were both surprised when it twitched.

"I though this thing was supposed to be in a coma until tomorrow?"

"It is, it must like you a lot."

She giggled and resumed sliding my cock into her mouth.

"This is not as disgusting as I feared, in fact I like doing this. Lean back against the desk."

I did and she continued with her play.

"Have you ever had a cock in your mouth before?"

"No, barely saw one before yours. I have eaten pussy but promise to stay away from them from now on."

"Unnecessary, you can eat all the pussy you want although I would prefer you do it only when I'm around."

"I would love having you watch me."

"Baby, you have done an exceptional job with that thing but it is still a couple of hours away from usefulness. Lets go back out to the tub."




Felicity Ch. 46



I ate her pussy before she had a chance to sit then we kissed and talked.

"Do you have anyone you will want at our wedding other than Dora?"

"No, do you?"

"No. Is Las Vegas OK with you?"

"Yes. Would we see any shows?"

"Yes, three. Next time we have your tablet we can check on them. Have you called Dora yet?"

"Yes, you were right. She was not the least bit surprised.

Can we get married tomorrow?"

I chuckled and said, "Unlikely, we need to go to work on Monday."

"Oh, right. Wednesday?"

I thought that through and decided it could be done. Leave late on Tuesday, go to a show, get our wedding license on Wednesday, marry Thursday, come back Friday morning, honeymoon weekend in Felicity.

I went inside and got the pad and the phone. 

"Call Dora," I said as I handed her the phone then checked for plane tickets, and show reservations.

"Tell Dora we are getting married in Vegas Thursday afternoon. She will have plane tickets for Wednesday afternoon and tickets to return with us Friday morning."

Billie did then told Dora not to cry. I assumed they were tears of happiness.

Our wedding week went as planned except Dora stayed in our room and fucked both of us. Apparently Billie and Dora had decided on that before we went to Vegas. Her room reservation had been cancelled.

I didn't mind.

Our honeymoon in Felicity went well and we ordered rings and bands from their jewelry shop.

Dora lived there now and she was in bed with us that Friday night too. And Saturday morning.

My cock and I handled the extra stress well, we were all impressed.

Billie and I had that Saturday night to ourselves, Dora had a date with the jeweler.

Before we left Sunday Billie shared Dora with the woman before we went home. I had assumed she was sated by her escapades but she was the horniest yet that evening. I managed to last until she was fucked out even though I did not climax, apparently that well was empty.

Monday Billie and I went to work and I called my client to come see me. I told him that the people stealing from him were his wife and her son.

Billie and I stepped out and allowed him to cry.

I returned to him with half a cocktail glass of cognac.

He drank it then asked if I knew a good divorce lawyer. 

I gave him the names of three and asked him if he wanted them arrested. 

He hesitated so I added, "Normally she would get more from the divorce than what she has already taken. Tell her she will not be prosecuted if she just leaves but you will likely have her son prosecuted. You may get some of your money back."

He nodded, stood and left. Billie came in and said, we need to sign some legal papers protecting me.

"Would I need them?"

"Well no but I'm sure he didn't think he needed them either."

"I will take that into consideration."

We managed to work in the same office for three months but we were distracting each other often so I fired her then hired her as a consultant working from home.

That worked well for about three months until we noticed that more than half of our our phone calls were not business related. The second time she called me so I could hear her masturbate I put my company up for sale and moved us to Felicity.

Ten years later I still felt as well as I had ten years before and Billie and I fucked nearly everyday. She found several pussies to eat and better yet we found several women just like her, brilliant and distracted, of which her favorites were called Helen and Clara.

Friends and lovers kept her busy when I needed a rest. 

I did wonder why no one around us was getting older.



Felicity Ch. 47



Our marriage was ending. Our only child was in college which left us to assess our relationship. My assessment was that our marriage was stagnant. 

My wife considered it superfluous. 

Separation and divorce had been discussed to the point of hiring an attorney, the same attorney.

There was no animosity between us, there were no lovers waiting in the background. In public we were our usual selves. We even shared the same bed though no intimacies had occurred between us in months, not even goodnight kisses. We were done with each other.

We were driving home after a yearly company party in which we both had fun. We were in a good mood.

"I saw where Jerry still wants you badly,' I said to her.

"Yeah, poor guy has a hard time giving up."

"I saw that you might have wanted him. Why did you reject him?"

"I am a married woman that does not cheat. But I did let him play with my tits some."

"Yes, I saw that. And I saw your hand hovering near his crotch. I wondered if he had a bigger dick."

"Not close. The whole thing was fun though. While we are on the subject, why did you turn down a fuck from Marnie?"

"Because I am a married man and I don't cheat. Who told you about that?"

"Marnie did. She was gushing about what a great guy you are and it slipped out. She said she had your dick in her hand but you would not even allow her to suck it."

"Well, I was not sure that Presidential Decree was ever accepted."

She giggled at the line then we drove home in silence after that.

When we got home she went to take a shower while I secured the house and undressed. The beer I had imbibed had suddenly run its course and I hurried to the bathroom. 

She had just sat on the pot to pee and in my rush I had her scoot back a little, I was going to aim for the space in front of her. My urgent release made me miscalculate and my piss hit her pussy. I was about to apologize when I saw her close her eyes and begin her own pee. Our streams intermingled as I kept mine aimed at her pussy. She allowed a soft moan to escape her lips. She had a small orgasm.

When we finished she held my dick in her hand and patted it with tissue. I was hard before she let it go. I did not move while she patted herself dry. 

When done she gave my cock a kiss and said, "I think I really need a shower now."

It had been months since she held my cock and well over a year since her lips had touched it. I moved just enough to let her by and stood right behind her as she started the shower. After she entered she did not close the shower curtain, I had been invited to join her. 

We soaped each other for the first time in many years and as I rinsed her back I reached around her and began to finger fuck her. Her hand found my cock and she began to masturbate me. 

Over our first few years of marriage we had done just that hundreds of times. It had been more than ten years since the last occasion.

We were each going slowly hoping to prolong it but our need was too strong and we each had our orgasms in less than five minutes. 

She rinsed my dick and her pussy in the spray then stepped out to dry. By the time I had rinsed my cum off the shower tile she had left the bathroom. 

She was in bed when I got to the bedroom, wearing her usual nightshirt. I put on my boxers and started for the opposite side of the bed when on a whim I stopped by her side and gave her a soft kiss on her cheek.

As I got in bed she scooted a bit closer towards the middle and I did too. I placed my hand on her hip and she turned for another kiss on the cheek, which I gladly provided. That evening we wished each other a good night.

The next morning we were in a spooning position as I kissed her neck. She smiled nervously and said she needed to pee. 

I followed her to the bathroom only to be surprised when she took off her nightshirt, entered the shower and allowed room for me to follow. I took off my boxers and followed her in. She put her arms around my waist and hugged me to her. 

Seconds later I felt her warm piss running down my thigh. I let loose of my own piss and she moaned. I felt her hand on my cock as she aimed my stream at her pussy lips. She may have had another orgasm.

After we were done she turned on the shower, lifted the removable head and rinsed us off. After she was done she turned off the water, dried us off then led us nude to the kitchen for coffee. 

Twenty years of marriage and I had no idea she had a fetish. She was searching my face for a reaction. What she saw was fascination.

As I was moving past her to get some coffee she leaned towards me, she wanted another kiss on the cheek. I was happy to give her one. It was one of the things I missed most in our relationship, the drive-by kiss. 

We ate in silence as usual but it was a much more comfortable silence than usual. After we finished out sausage gravy pot pies for breakfast we put away the remains and got our second cup of coffee. 

For months we had separated and drank our second cups alone. That morning we both stayed at the breakfast table.

"What are your plans for today," she asked pleasantly.

"None really," I said. "I may go to that new plant nursery on the freeway. What are your plans?"

"I need to return some items to the store then get some items to return next week. The usual."

She had just made a joke on herself on what used to be a pet peeve of mine. That morning I found it humorous and surprisingly endearing. 

My wife and I heard me say, "Do you want to go to the beach?"

She was stunned, speechless. I was too, I did not know I wanted us to do that.

She soon noticed I was waiting for her answer and managed to nod yes.

We lived in Felicity, a beach resort town, but had not gone to the beach in at least eight years since our daughter decided she did not want her parents with her when she went.

I announced I needed to pee. She followed me to the bathroom and watched me. Before I finished she had my cock in her hand and was aiming my stream while she rested her other hand on my ass. 

She stopped me from flushing and lowered the seat. As she sat to pee her breast slid by my very erect cock. Neither of us shied from the contact. She sat back so I could see her pee, her eyes on my dick. 

After she finished and patted herself dry she gave my dick a quick kiss as she reminded me we would need our snorkels and masks.

She was dressed by the time I found them and shortly afterward we were on our way.

I rented two loungers and an umbrella and we enjoyed coconut ice cream cones before heading into the water.

We enjoyed the clear and mostly flat sea. We drifted towards deeper water past the second sandbar and just enjoyed being there.

After a while she turned us towards the sea and stood there with arms down and elbows locked. 

"Are you crazy? There's is no way we can do that anymore," I said.

"We will not know until we try. Come on Tarzan, do your stuff."

I got in front of her, bent my knees and put my hands under hers and she clambered on my shoulders. Her body cleared the water but at a bad angle and she just tumbled back in.

After she spluttered and recovered we tried again. This time her feet slipped off my shoulders she just plopped down on them, not what we were aiming for. 

I held my arms straight up and she managed to stand on my shoulders. After she was steady we both bent our knees and shot upwards. She nearly made the complete flip, her ass hitting too hard to be an artistic success. 

Our third attempt was much better. I bent my knees and she went from the water to feet on my shoulders. After she was steady she said "Now" and I bent my knees deeply and sprung up hard enough and her timing was perfect enough that she completed a full flip, pointed toes and all.

We were ecstatic; we never would have though we had that still in us. We hugged and we kissed in glee, then we just hugged and swayed with the swells.

I looked at her in the eye and said, "I have to pee." 

A strange look crossed her face as I pushed the front of my swimsuit down and freed my dick. I picked her up by her ass and brought her to me, the head of my cock touching her inner thigh. 

She reached down and said, "Me too," as she slid the crotch of her swimsuit aside. Her pussy lips were kissing my cock when I felt her warm stream. 

I let mine go as we hugged each other tightly. 

The gentle swells were pushing my cock into her pussy and by the time we finished pissing my cock was completely buried in her for the first time in over a six months. We held on to each other and allowed the sea to do the fucking for us.

"Damn," she whispered. "A bunch of kids are headed our way and they all have masks and snorkels." 

I turned and looked and said, "Nobody should be allowed in the ocean when we are in it."

She giggled and slid out of me and after giving my cock a couple squeezes placed my dick in my suit.

She asked me to cover her pussy with her suit. I took that as an invitation to play with her pussy for a few moments. 

The kids swam past us and she wrapped her legs around me again and we just held on to each other.

"There is no one around," she whispered. 

The kids had gone past the third sandbar.

Twenty seconds later my cock was again deep in her pussy. Then we kissed. It was a long deep kiss that wiped away all the years of marital doldrums. It was a kiss that revealed to us that we were still very much in love with each other.

The sea resumed our fuck and the kiss added the passion. She moaned and tensed and had a strong orgasm. Mine started as hers ended. Her legs tightened even more around me. 

The sex was over but our kiss went on until a rogue wave crashed into us forcing our bodies to separate. 

We laughed as we re-set our swimsuits and walked to the beach hand in hand. We dried off then decided to go to the resorts beach bar for drinks. Several people there had seen her dive from my shoulders and congratulated us for our stunt. That felt good too.

We were at one end of the bar; I was on the last stool with a wall behind me, which prompted her to give me a show. She reached into her cover up and freed her tits. I could see them clearly but anyone else would only be able to suspect. Except for the woman tending bar. 

She became more attentive to us and in fact stayed at our end when waiting for orders.

My wife had been caressing my dick when we leaned towards each other for kisses. She had flattened my wet swimsuit to its sides and my cock was perfectly outlined. She allowed the bartender to see her play with my dick.

A couple of drinks later my wife looked at me and blushed then unbuttoned the top button of the top. The bartender was now going to have a clear view of a tit when she came back. 

I kissed her my approval.

The bartender joined the game completely to the point that once when we were her only bar customers she flipped her tits out of her halter top, dipped the nipples into our drinks and brought them to us with tits exposed. My wife and I rose from our stools and each of us kissed a nipple. She then covered her tits and went to fill a waitress's order. Her nipples were trying to go through her top which the waitress saw, and kissed them. That was fun.

We sipped our tit infused drink as she ran her hand over my dick and I ran my finger over a very nice camel toe. Soon the wetness of her crotch was not seawater nor was the wet spot on my swimsuit. We signaled for a check and we were waved away.

We hurried home and undressed quickly. Less than a minute after we closed the door we were in full fuck on our bed, the first such fuck in months. We found that we still had the ability to cum together. 

We kissed until I decided I needed an explanation. I asked to tell me about her piss fetish.

She blushed and giggled and said, "It started when I was a teenager. I was in the shower when I suddenly needed to pee. I though it would be silly to step out to do it so I peed in the shower. I turned the shower spray to my pussy while pissing and got a jolt of pleasure. I started masturbating before I finished pissing and had a great orgasm. I still hold my pee before I shower.

Once while pissing on the pot I put my hand on the stream and when it splashed back on my pussy I was instantly halfway to a cum. I masturbated immediately then too.

I had kept my fetish secret from everyone including you all my life. I was embarrassed by it.

When you peed on my pussy last night it had a much bigger effect on me than anything before, I had a nice cum. When you did not freak, when you joined me in my fetish, it was like I had been released from a cage.

I never would have fucked in public until today. I never would have played with your dick in public until today. And I certainly would not have flashed my tit to another woman until today much less kiss a tit. Your new wife is a wild woman. OK, not wild but nowhere near the prude you had before."

" I love my new wife. I love my old wife too but discovering something new about you and discovering something new about me has put us in the awkward position of having to fire a lawyer."

She laughed and said, "I wonder what she will think?" 

"That we screwed up a perfectly good divorce?"

We laughed and kissed. 

"I really do love my wife," I said.

"I love my husband, always have. I have no clue as to why I forgot that. Make sure I never do again."

We hugged and kissed until the sea, the drinks, and the fucks caught up with us and we fell asleep.

About an hour later she woke me up and said, "Honey, I have to pee."

I already had an erection before we made it to the shower.



Felicity Ch. 48



Chapter 48: The Intruder

I was now forty years old and single. My wife and I had divorced six years before but we had remained friends even after she remarried. I had dated and gotten laid often enough but the women soon saw me as a potential high income husband and began to demand my undivided attention. I had no intention of getting married again. 

Months between fucks became the norm followed by three months of frantic bouts of passion followed by months of celibacy as I tried to break a relationship. My fascination with a woman ebbed quickly after about three months. Each woman had often heard my mantra of never getting married again but most had decided it didn't apply to them. I rarely got a clean friendly break from a relationship.

Eventually the resentment of my former lovers got to me and after I walked my daughter down the aisle I moved to the city. I bought a nice patio home in the suburbs and concentrated on my job. I am a dermatologist.

My new home had two bedrooms and two baths. The second, smaller bedroom became my office but had a comfortable futon for surprise guests.

It was just a few weeks later when I began to feel my new home was haunted. I did not believe in ghosts and there were no manifestations but I felt that someone had been there when I was at work. I had a dog, a yellow lab named Patty and she did not seem to be upset so I chalked it up to my imagination. But the feeling persisted.

I changed the locks on the doors and made sure my windows were locked but that did not help. I was convinced someone was coming in.

I spent a weekend installing cameras throughout the house then on Monday I tapped into them from work. 

There was a woman in the house petting my dog. 

She looked like she was exhausted and was soon on my sofa sound asleep with my dog by her side. She was a small woman, with short red hair hair, in her late thirties maybe, a bit skinny. She was dressed normally although I could tell she wore no bra. She appeared to have nice tits.

I decided not to call the police, after all nothing had been missing and my dog did not view her as a threat. Plus she obviously needed the sleep.

I checked on her periodically and watched her sleep for about five and a half hours before she got up and went to the second bathroom. I had not put a camera in there so I did not know what she did but my dog followed her. 

It took more than half an hour for her to re-emerge and when she did she was carrying her clothes, she was nude. She was the first nude woman in my new house. She looked nice.

My dog was still with her and followed her to the kitchen. I lost sight of her there, my camera was aimed towards the refrigerator, but when she re-appeared she was dressed except for her jeans. She gave my dog a treat, which she must have brought; I was out of treats and had been for a few days. The intruder put what appeared to be a cup of ramen soup into the microwave then sat on the floor to pet the dog. It was clear to me they liked each other.

She stood and ate her soup while standing then disappeared off camera. I panned to the other cameras but there was no one there. After about thirty minutes I saw my dog asleep on the couch where she had slept. The woman was apparently gone. She had made herself at home in my house for almost seven hours.

When I got home there were no signs anyone had intruded but now I knew someone had. I saw her in my house everyday that week but never saw how she got in or left. I needed more cameras. 

That weekend I installed four more, another in the kitchen, one on the patio, and one in each bathroom.

The following Monday she was again in the house before I got to my desk at work and was asleep on the couch soon after. This time when she went into the bathroom I had a camera to follow her and saw her get nude and go into the shower. She was definitely skinny.

She definitely had fine tits.

She emerged and used paper towels to dry herself and the shower walls; the roll was under the sink. I wondered if I was missing one or if she had brought it.

In the kitchen I saw a backpack by the washer/drier I had not seen from the other camera. She stuffed her dirty clothes in my washer and ran it without detergent. She then pulled out panties and a t-shirt from the backpack and put those on. She pet my dog then pulled out her cup of ramen soup and put it in the microwave.

Her clothes had been in the washer only about five minutes when she moved them to the drier and put her jeans in with them. She again ate standing up then she and the dog went out to the patio. They played. My dog adored her. She adored my dog.

Twenty minutes later she got her clothes out of the dryer, stuffed them into her backpack then locked the back door with the dead bolt. My new patio camera showed her and the dog going out through the doggy door. It was a tighter fit for the dog.

After petting the dog one more time she went out through the yard gate to the front of house.

By the end of the week I was watching her only when she got in and out of the shower. I worried about the fact that she seemed to be undernourished. I worried about where she was on weekends. I worried about how much I really wanted her tits. 

The following Monday I left her two towels in the bathroom with a note asking her to please give the dog a bath too.

She was panic-stricken at first and ran out of the bathroom but soon calmed and began to search for cameras. She found the first four I set up, they were in plain sight behind little domes on the ceiling; she had not noticed them until then. She realized I had been watching her for a while. 

She did not see the last four as I had hidden them. She did look for one in the bathroom but that one was behind what was now a two-way mirror.

I saw her give me a small smile from the camera in the living room then walk to the bathroom with the dog. I had bought shampoo and conditioner for her hair, nice smelling soap, and a toothbrush. The dog shampoo was also in the bathroom.

Labs love water and mine was very pleased when she was allowed into the shower. When they emerged they were both very happy. After drying herself and the dog she hung both towels on the hooks behind the door and dressed in the bathroom. She likely knew I had seen her walk around naked and decided to be modest. I was very glad for the camera in the bathroom.

The scene in the kitchen was as usual except she threw her empty soup cup in my trash.

She was definitely skinny.

The next morning when she got in she found a box of cereal on the counter, a bowl with a spoon, a carton of milk next to a glass, and a bottle of women's multi-vitamins next to it. I left her a note that said her lunch was any frozen dinner in the freezer. 

She looked up to the camera in the kitchen and gave me a very nice smile. That afternoon I found a cup of ramen soup on the counter, unopened. In the trash I found the box to a fried chicken dinner.

The following day I had a note for her on the couch that told her I had a comfortable futon in the office that had enough room for her and the dog. She had a gorgeous smile.

Things stayed that way for about eight weeks. I saw her gain weight and become more radiant. I saw her load and run the dishwasher, vacuum and dust; I was not a good housekeeper. 

I saw her look through a photo album I had on the coffee table that my daughter had given me. It had photos of the two of us from the day she was born through the day she married. It was my most prized possession but I knew it was safe in her hands; her smile was brilliant as she looked through it. I thought I saw her eyes moisten. I had already decided I liked her.

The intruder walked through my house wearing just a t-shirt when she wanted to wash her jeans too. She would put all her clothes in the washer when she came in and in the drier after her sleep.

Apparently she had decided I had already seen her nude and it didn't matter or had decided to thank me for my hospitality. She undressed in the kitchen. Then I reminded myself she did not know I could now see that end of the kitchen, she likely just though she was out of my sight.

She signed for FedEx packages and got the mail for me. Had I had any neighbors at home at that time they would have assumed she lived there. It was then that I realized that she indeed lived there.

I seldom left notes for her over those weeks and the intruder had never left notes for me until my dog Patty got sick. She left me a note describing the symptoms, (vomiting and confusion), and asked me to keep an eye on her that evening but she was sure whatever caused it was out of her system. She had rinsed her mouth with the hose and had left her with plenty of water to drink.

She ended the note by saying, "Thanks for everything. Hanna."

I now had a name for the intruder. I liked the name Hanna.

That evening I saw no signs of vomit in the house or patio but my dog seemed to be a bit frazzled and drank a lot of water. I checked around my patio and saw that a neighbor's oleander had stuck a small branch between the slats of the fence. I decided that must have been the problem and shoved the branch back through. Then I saw the dead chewed up toad.

The mouth hose rinse Hanna had done to my dog possibly saved her life.

I had begun to suspect she was a homeless prostitute. Twice during those weeks she had come in with a black eye, once she had cried herself to sleep. I had not asked but suggested in a note that after rough nights she could use the tub in my bathroom.

My bathroom had a separate tub and shower but I seldom used the tub even though it had water jets. She used it the next time she had cried herself to sleep. I saw an angry welt just under a breast.

That drew a surprising amount of ire from me; I wanted to kill the bastard that would punch a woman that hard. It took three weeks for the bruise to fade.

Three months after I had discovered her in my home I left work early one Wednesday afternoon and waited for her to leave my house. I followed her to a bus stop and followed the bus into town. She got off near the Greyhound bus station and I saw her put her backpack in a station locker. She then walked to an area full of bars and go into the first one. That bar advertised it provided free appetizers. It was dark by then. 

Forty minutes later she walked to the next block and went into another bar then came out with a guy and followed him behind a dumpster. Their movements told me she was giving him a blowjob.

She was putting a bill in her jeans when they emerged but she stayed by the dumpster. A different guy came out and found her, both went behind the dumpster and she gave another blowjob.

She moved down the street past the next two bars and went into the third. A blowjob later she continued down the street.

She gave seven blowjobs that evening before returning to the bus station and resting around three AM. She dozed intermittently but she got less than an hours sleep.

The guy that appeared to be the station chief ushered her into his office when he came in at about six. She was back out after five minutes and went straight to the ladies room. When she emerged about twenty minutes later, she got her backpack, got a coke out of a vending machine and walked two blocks to the bus stop. It was nearly seven AM when I watched her get on the bus to my neighborhood.

I got home first and was waiting for her in my kitchen when she came in.

I said, "I have been following you all night and I am as wrung out as you are. Eat your breakfast then get some sleep. We will talk after your shower."

I kissed her cheek and went to bed. When I woke up I wondered if she was still in the house but found her sound asleep on the futon with my dog. 

I stopped myself from kissing her and walked away then realized I had already kissed her so I turned around and kissed her cheek again. 

I took a shower then went to the kitchen and cooked a late lunch for us.

She sat with me and we ate in silence.

As soon as we finished she said, "I will not come back here. I am sorry."

"Why would you stop coming here? You would be homeless otherwise."

"I though that was what the talk was all about."

"Oh, no. Sorry. It's just that I saw you make a hundred and forty dollars last night and you likely make more on weekends. You make enough for a cheap apartment of your own and a much better diet. Where is the money going? Drugs?"

"No. To Mom and my daughter. My daughter has a condition and her medicine is expensive. What I make barely covers the prescriptions. I also made the mistake of stealing from work and I am paying that back too. I can't get a decent job."

"Do you enjoy giving blowjobs?"

"It's a living," she answered with a rueful smile.

I waited for her to continue and she added, "Yes, I like sucking off a clean, gentle man. I really like the two that kiss me before and after the blowjob. Both of those men are gay. They like me. Unfortunately I rarely see those men. Most nights are like the one you saw, I was just happy everyone paid and none hit me.

I did see you as I walked from the third bar to the next. It took me a while to realize it was you since you stayed at the opposite side of the street. I continued my rounds so you would understand what I was."

"You stayed at the first bar for a while. Where you busy?"

"No, I eat the appetizers there then drink a glass of coconut rum over ice to help me get started. I don't do business there."

"Do you fuck any of them?"

"No. Never have, and in fact I have never been asked. I don't seem to appeal to men that way. Most do want to see my tits but just as you saw I always wear jeans."

"You do have fine tits," I said as I poured coffee for us.

"Thank you."

"Where do you go on weekends?"

"The bus station mostly. Sometimes I spend the day riding different busses. I have a pass. That's how I found your house and this worthless watchdog."

She was softly petting my dog that I suspected preferred her to me. It had been my daughter's dog in the first place.

"How much do you need to send home each week?"

"Five hundred."

"I will pay you five hundred a week for you to be my live in maid, cook, and dog sitter."

"What? Wait, you want me to stay here?"

"Yes, and give up cruising for blowjobs. That will eventually get you really hurt and or arrested."

"Deal," she said as she jumped into my arms and gave me a ferocious hug.

I had surprised myself when I made the offer. I had been thinking about her safety and truly did not want her to get hurt. Her reaction told me she really wanted to escape that life. It told me my rash decision had been the right one.

"Lets go shopping," I said.

I took her hand and led her to my car and took us to a large merchant cube. She bought panties, shorts, blouses, make-up, hairbrush and fingernail polish. No bras. We bought chicken, steak, pork chops, and big bags of frozen mixed vegetables. She got dog treats. I had my house key duplicated and bought her a key chain to put it on. She gave me another ferocious hug.

It was our first day of personal contact but we felt we had known each other for a while. She was amazed I liked her.

When we returned home we to put everything away then she cooked us a very nice dinner even though she kept apologizing that she had not cooked anywhere in nearly five months.

After dinner I went to my bedroom and changed clothes putting on gym shorts and a t-shirt. After she cleaned the kitchen she joined me in the living room wearing the large t-shirt she slept in. I knew she wore nothing underneath.

We were watching the news that evening when she wondered out loud if any of her customers missed her.

"I am sure all of them do," I said.

She smiled and crawled from the sofa to me on my recliner. Her hand went up into my shorts and she pulled out my cock.

"You do not need to do this at all. I am not paying you for this."

"This and all of the rest you are getting are free, gifts to the finest gentleman I have ever met."

My cock was erect by then and quickly in her mouth. She made love to it and stopped me from cumming twice. Twice I interrupted her with a kiss and she moaned before resuming the blowjob. Many minutes had passed before she deep-throated my cock and I exploded down into her stomach. She kept on sucking my cock until it went into a deep sleep.

That was far and away the best blowjob I had ever experienced. I also suspected none of her customers had ever received that level of a gift except perhaps the gay men.

She began to stand but I pulled her onto my lap and was soon fingerfucking her. I was right; the only thing she wore was the shirt. She was very wet and very horny so she began her orgasms quickly and they continued for a while. Eventually she pushed my hand away. Then she kissed me. It was a lover's kiss.

We spent the next twenty minutes with her on my lap just caressing each other and kissing as we watched the late show.

"You need to go to bed so you can go to work tomorrow."

"Right, Will you be able to sleep? Your hours are reversed."

"Yes, soon. Will it bother you if I run the washer and dryer?"

"No. I usually start the dishwasher before going to bed."

"Thanks, I always wash my new clothes before wearing them. I will run the dishwasher too, I already loaded it. Good night."

We kissed and I went to bed.

The following morning I found her sound asleep on the futon. Patty was curled around her. I had lost my dog.

That afternoon when I checked my home video I saw a sign on the couch that said, "Call me," and had a number. I did and she told me she needed to go to a bank and send a money order home so she was leaving the house for a while.

"Where is home?" I asked.

"Down the coast about eighty miles."

"Call your Mom and tell her you will be visiting her in the morning. We can give her the money directly."

"You sure?"

I could hear the surprise and elation in her voice.

"Yes, tell her we are taking them out to lunch."

"I'll call right now. Bye"

Apparently I had not been completely sure her story about her kid was true. Apparently it was. I was happy. I wondered about her cell phone.

That night I got a fine dinner and a fine blowjob. I took her to several orgasms with what she called my magic finger.

The following morning we drove to her hometown of Felicity and her mother's house. On the way I suggested she call and tell them we were on our way. She said her phone didn't work outside the city; it was a monthly plan with a company that only served large cities. On Monday I put her on my plan and she was stunned to see that the package she had signed for the following week was addressed to her.

That Saturday her Mom and her daughter welcomed me warmly. Hanna introduced me as her boss.

Her daughter had Turner's syndrome. She was small for her age, I had assumed she was seven or eight but she was closer to twelve. There were short stretches of time in which she seemed to tune the rest of the world out. Hanna looked at me and whispered, "No, she is not autistic. The doctor said she is just a weird kid."

I like weird kids," I said to her daughter, Paris. She giggled.

It was obvious Hanna adored her daughter and her mother. It was obvious they adored her.

We went to their favorite Italian restaurant and Hanna urged me to order the shrimp linguini like she had. Hanna's mother Amy ordered ravioli. Paris had just the linguini in pink sauce and a very thick milk shake. 

"Paris seldom chews her food, Hanna said. Her sauce is made just for her; it has pureed spinach, carrots, garlic and tomatoes to add nutrition to her food. All that and the olive oil is why it's pink. Of course since it's pink Paris will eat all of it."

Hanna and I sometimes slurped the linguini; which was Paris' way of eating them. We made her giggle. I found it to be fun.




Felicity Ch. 48



I concluded that no one knew what Hanna did for a living and apparently did not know she had been fired for stealing at work.

Everyone seemed to know them and they were kissed often. One lady, a mirror image of Hanna, ran out of a car, picked up some bags of food then noticed Hanna at our table. The woman screamed her way over, kissed all three of us wildly then ran out to a waiting car driven by a neatly dressed guy.

"That was my cousin Audrey and her husband Jack. They are on the way to the city to a function. I will introduce you to them if they ever slow down."

Paris wanted to go see the beach so we went to the resort and had soft drinks on their balcony. Paris just stared out to the sea as Hanna's mom gently quizzed me. It was obvious she had no idea what Hanna's source of income had been either.

I told Amy that Hanna had been my head of household for a while but she had stolen my dog.

"What?"

"Yeah. She now sleeps with Hanna and not me."

Paris laughed at that and asked Hanna, "Name?"

"Patty."

"Good name," then went back to staring at the sea.

Hanna handed her mother her cash and I took it away and gave it back to Hanna. I then gave her mother a check for a thousand dollars.

"That should cover your expenses for a while but when we return to your house show me what Paris' prescriptions are. I will also need the name of her doctors. My father is a retired doctor, an endocrinologist, and apparently knows everybody. He will know who to talk to. He will be able to see if she is doing OK or if there is something else you could try."

Amy sobbed. Hanna kissed my cheek. Paris hummed to herself. I felt I needed to tell them not to get their hopes up.

When we got back late that afternoon I called Dad and he said his retired doctor buddies were coming to his house for poker that night. He had referred a patient with Turner's to one of them. He would call me the next day.

I faxed all the information to him as he requested then joined Hanna in the living room. I got another fine blowjob but Hanna stopped me from masturbating her. 

"Maybe this time next week," she said with a smile. I understood and we just kissed for a while. I did notice she was wearing panties.

I declined blowjobs for that week. It took until Wednesday for Hanna to be convinced I was not mad at her. I got a lot of wild kisses after that.

Dad gave me a rundown on what was discussed but they needed to see Paris. They could see her at her grandma's house on Saturday around noon before they went deep-sea fishing.

Hanna and I went to Felicity Friday night and she stayed at home while I stayed at the resort. That Saturday Hanna and I watched as all the retired doctors played with Paris and all agreed she was just a weird kid. Like me they adored weird kids. 

Paris did not flinch or complain over all the vials of blood taken from her nor of the somewhat invasive physical exam she had to endure. Dad praised her bravery and asked her to call him grandpa. Then all of them asked her to call them grandpa. Paris giggled.

I went fishing with Dad, our first such outing in over twenty years, and he told me he loved Hanna and her family. "If you decide to fire her send her to my house," he quipped.

I decided not to tell him the story.

Hanna stayed at home until Sunday afternoon when I picked her up to return to my home. 

Patty apparently resented being put in a kennel with dogs. Hanna insisted that when we returned to her house Patty would come with us. "Mom has a real yard and Paris will talk her to death." she said.

The next Monday Dad called me and said all agreed that her growth would stop on the arrival of her first period and there was urgency for a growth hormone. One called a friend in Colorado and had a shipment of something sent to him after promising to return complete notes on the results.

Another called someone in Minnesota and was being sent a supplement for her milk shakes. I caught enough about the composition to understand it had near steroids in it, which they hoped that along with increasing her strength would slow the arrival of estrus.

One suggested that she take dance lessons.

"Costs?" I asked.

"Nothing yet and probably none, she is now a test subject," Dad said.

It was a hectic week and Hanna apparently had a difficult menstrual period. She said her birth control pills delayed her periods for months but when she had one it was intense. I still got my minimum daily requirement of wild kisses.

That next Sunday night Hanna came to my bed naked, sucked my cock lovingly then slid it into her pussy. The fuck was done in slow motion, she wanted to make sure I enjoyed it but she ended up having three orgasms herself before I filled her pussy with my cum.

"That was the best, most loving fuck I had ever had in my life," I said to her. 

Hanna said the same thing to me as she sighed. "Thanks for waiting for me, and waiting for me, and waiting for me. You have the best control ever. I was surprised to learn my pussy was still open for business. I did not expect an orgasm much less three."

"How long has it been for you?" I asked.

"Three years. My husband and I fucked on the day he went back to the Middle East. He did not come back alive."

"Sorry. Your last few years have been very stressful."

"Yes, but that ended a few weeks ago," she said with a big smile.

She kissed me as if I was the most important man in her life. We cuddled until she began to get up to go to her room.

"Wait, we have not finished," I said and slid down to her pussy and kissed and licked her to another orgasm then kissed my way to her tits and at last had a chance to adore them. She seemed to be purring while I rubbed my face on her breasts.

I eventually made my way up to her lips and as I kissed her my rejuvenated cock slid back into her pussy. A deep groan escaped her body and I began my own slow but deep fuck. Her orgasm was magnificent, loud, and very intense. I was proud of myself until I felt her sobbing.

I decided not to ask what was wrong and instead showered her with kisses as my cock slowly diminished although I had not cum. She fell asleep murmuring to herself. I covered us up and went to sleep.

The next morning I got up to go to work and left her asleep in my bed. Patty had taken my place as soon as I left Hanna's side.

Neither of us talked about the previous night but each night she slept in my bed. We made love, we fucked, and we played. I ate her pussy then she sucked my cock and then we fucked. We repeated portions of that cycle randomly each night but her third or fourth cums were always my first except on weekends. I managed two or three cums then. She had at least ten. 

She apparently loved the way I made love to her. I loved making love to her. Both of us expected we would eventually return to separate beds but had not after three weeks.

Paris' medications had arrived and it was the day of her first treatment with the experimental stuff. Dad and two of his buddies drove down to administer the drugs and take measurements. They stayed to watch Paris in her dance class.

Dad went down every Thursday and took Amy and Paris to dinner after dance lessons. Hanna and I began to suspect Dad's trips were for more than just monitoring Paris. He had begun to stay the weekends.

On one of our bi-weekly trips to her town I learned that Hanna had not been fired from her job for stealing. She had not been fired at all. She had been caught but was not even asked to pay back the money. 

Her boss at a CPA's office understood the pressure she was under but Hanna was too ashamed to stay and left town. She had been paying them back something each week.

However she had never been under arrest, no charges were ever filed. She had never been asked to do anything other than come back to work.

On our next trip back to the town I coerced her to introduce me to her former boss and he happily smiled at Hanna as soon as he saw her. She burst into tears. He hugged her.

I asked him how much she still owed him.

"Nothing, she just paid me back. You have a good woman, cherish her."

Adrian became my best friend in town that day. We had dinner with him and his wife Martina on each trip down. 

Martina once asked Hanna why she had quit the agency.

"Temporary insanity," she had answered.

Adrian apparently had never told anyone, including his wife.

To make ends meet Hanna had sold her house and moved in with her mother. She had military widows benefits but that money was paying her mother's house. Paris also had some medical coverage but the deductible on prescriptions was high. By the third year Hanna did not have the money to cover it and began to steal from her job. She was an accountant.

I began to understand her much better; she was not a prostitute.

Hanna spent the nights with me at a bed and breakfast on each of our later trips to Felicity. We had reservations for two nights in the same room every two weeks unless otherwise advised.

Almost a year had passed since we slept together the first time. We had not spent a night apart since our second trip to her town. We never talked about it. 

I had not noticed when the third month went by. Nor the sixth nor the ninth month, Hanna had made note of when a year had passed since she discovered I knew she was there. I took her for an elegant dinner, a concert, and presented her with two dozen roses. She cried.

I had gotten her a car so she could run errands and go shopping. She had made it a point to bring me lunch on Mondays. She made friends with the girls at my practice.

After a year of living together Hanna became my part time receptionist; my actual receptionist was very pregnant. Hanna then became the full time receptionist after the baby was born. She was very happy to see her name on a real paycheck.

The receptionist wanted to stay with her baby for as long as she could and it was six months later before she asked if I had a job available. Hanna gave the job back to her and returned to her housekeeper job. Or her housewife job. Whatever.

Hanna eventually became the accountant Adrian assigned to me when I hired his firm. She worked from home. Hanna was on cloud nine for weeks. She also saved me a lot of money.

Two years later we were still sleeping in the same bed and made love often. We also kissed a lot but that now happened everywhere and in front of witnesses.

We joined Paris on her twelfth birthday party and her thirteenth birthday party. Then we went down to celebrate her first period two weeks later. She was now the same size as her Mother and Grandmother, normal, (for them). All medical procedures stopped that day.

About ten weeks after my first visit Paris suddenly began to sit on my lap when I was at Amy's house. Hanna and Amy were very pleased and I loved it. Paris acted like she always had done so and that it was her right.

Hanna and I went on dates and continued to spend every other weekend in her hometown. We held hands as we walked.

Even though my cock was in her mouth often she had not given me a blowjob in a long time. We both much preferred our fucks. We still had not talked about our arrangement or decided anything but we were a couple. 

One of her hundreds of cousins asked her when we were getting married and we both said we were never getting married again. Over the next week we finally did talk about our relationship and it did occur to us that we were in fact already married. By then we had slept in the same bed for over three years.

She asked me if I loved her. I said, "Yes. Definitely yes." I asked her if she loved me.

"It's a hell of a lot more than that," she said.

A week later she was flashing an engagement ring from a shop in her hometown. 

It seemed to me half the town was in the chapel on our wedding day. There were a lot of short redheads and tall blondes as her bridesmaids.

We had endured a food fight during our rehearsal dinner the night before. Actually Hanna and her girlfriends were the ones in the food war, Adrian had hustled me out as it started. We met all the other men at the bar and listened to the squeals and giggles emanating from the banquet room.

I had realized before the food war that my new family and our friends were special but that skirmish made it very clear they were also a lot of fun. My daughter and my ex had a stunned look on their faces until crème pies landed on them then they began to return fire with gusto. All of the women giggled for hours after all the ammunition was spent. That evening I licked off the pie Hanna had covering her tits and pussy.

Adrian was my best man; my Dad had declined the offer. "I have to keep the mother of the bride from crying herself to death," he said.

My daughter and her husband were there as was her mother. Her new husband was not. My daughter told me they had separated.

My ex told me she was surprised to see that my bride was not a tall blonde. She and most of my subsequent lovers were tall blondes.

"Now that you mention it I am surprised too," I said.

She and Hanna became friends.

The doctors had suggested we leave Paris at her grandmother's house until she graduated. Hanna wanted her to live with us and I told her I was all for that. Paris made the decision to stay until she graduated then come live with us.

"The teachers and the school here know how I am, I would have to educate everyone if I moved to a different school," she said.

Hanna and I had to agree with her.

By then I understood that Paris was very intelligent. She was also very direct and truthful without being purposely mean. Everyone around her knew not to ask her opinion on anything unless they wanted to hear the truth.

After my fiftieth birthday party and after our daughters, their husbands, and our friends had left Hanna asked me how I felt.

"Comfortable, happy, at peace with me and the world. I thank you for that."

She smiled and said, "I am so happy you did not call the cops when you discovered me in your house. I am happier still to know you love me. I adore you. You are the best thing to ever happen to me. Happy Birthday."

She reached behind the couch and brought up a yellow lab puppy. 

I am afraid I cried just as I had when Patty died two years before.

Like all labs the puppy was happy to show her love to everyone.

"Are you going to steal this one from me too?"

"Yes, probably. Her name is Trish by the way, short for Patricia. It will be months before she sleeps with us so you have a fifty-fifty chance with her. What we don't want is for her to sleep between us. That could get her hurt."

"Best birthday present since I was six."

"What was that present?"

"A black lab puppy."

"I love you. I love being your wife."

"I love you. I love you being my wife. I have a present for you too by the way."

"Oh, show me."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"There will be nothing for you to see for a couple of months. I sold my practice and will start a new one in Felicity. All our friends live there. We were always very happy when we are there. Trish will have a yard twenty times bigger than my patio. I will have a fifteen-foot pond dug out for her."

Hanna just collapsed into my arms in tears. We kissed. A small weight she had apparently been carrying left her.

Dad and Amy now lived in a patio home walking distance from our house. They had been together for eight years by then. Paris and her husband Andy lived within bike riding distance away, although to be honest every place in town was just a bike ride away. 

Within a year my daughter and her husband had moved into town to teach in our schools, so had her mother. My ex had returned to eating pussy and noted the town had more available to her than any other.

I loved my life and thanked the intruder often. She thanked me for allowing her to take advantage of me.

"Always," I had replied.

Even after our town moved we led happy lives.



Felicity Ch. 49



Dear Bill.

I am writing to apologize. I do not know what came over me when I introduced you to my coworkers as my stepfather. Of course I know you and Mom are not married, not even living together, it just slipped out.

I am sorry if I embarrassed you and grateful you did not correct me when I did it.

Again, sorry. 

And thanks for the ride home last Sunday. Gregg still has not apologized for leaving me stranded at Mom's. Sorry it cost you a long drive.

Julie

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Dear Julie

Absolutely no need to apologize. I was in fact proud that you introduced me as your stepfather and I hope you have not felt the need to correct that impression at work. 

Your friends treated me kindly and please thank Glenda for flirting with me. She made me feel young and sexy.

Feel free to call me any time you find yourself needing a ride anywhere. I know your husband is not the most reliable person around and I want you to know that you will never be stranded as long as my car and I can get our engines started.

How is Carolyn liking school?

Bill

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Dear Bill

I was so glad to read your e-mail. I wrote you because Mom said I should. She said that even though you two have been dating for years I was making improper assumptions. 

I was sure you would not mind when I did it but Mom put the concern in my mind so I just had to write you.

No I have not corrected the impression at work and now I do not see the need to do so. 

Glenda said to tell you she wants your body. I hate to tell you but she wants every handsome man's body. She also told me you are way too young to be my Dad. 

That part is true.

Your self appointed granddaughter loves school, for now. 

Did you notice the picture of the two of you in my office? She insisted I put a picture of her and "Grandpa" on my desk. 

She only calls you Bill when mother is around because Mom corrected her a couple of times when Carolyn asked where her grandpa was. To her you are the only grandfather she has, the only one she has ever known.

A special thanks for volunteering to cover me in case of transportation problems. You may be the only reliable person in my life.

Love

Julie

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Dear Julie

Being a part of your life is important to me. Do not hesitate to call on me for anything. 

I heard from your mother that your idiot husband will be taking off on a week-long fishing trip and will not be around for Carolyn's birthday. 

Your Mom does not know if her schedule will permit her to be there either but rest assured I will be there with balloons and presents. 

Sorry for calling Greg an idiot but he obviously is. A guy that would leave the two most precious ladies in the world to go fishing IS an idiot.

Let me know if you want me to bring anything else.

Love

Bil

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Dearest Bill

I want to thank you over and over again for making Carolyn's birthday party the hit of the season of the kindergarten set. When Mom could not make it I panicked thinking Glenda and I would not be able to control all the little heathens. You had a magical way with them and, except for my own brat not wanting to share her grandpa with anybody, it all went a lot better than expected. 

She loved your present and wanted to take it to school today. I printed out one of the pictures you took of her with it and sent her to school with that.

By the way, on one of the pictures of me lighting the candles the camera saw well down my sun dress. I trust that picture will remain very private. I do not want Mom seeing it. She thinks I'm making a pass at you every time you are here as it is.

Again, thanks for everything.

Love. Julie

ps. the roses for me were very very much appreciated. Carolyn expects some soon. So does Glenda.

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Dear Julie

The party was fun for me too. I did have a talk with Carolyn about selfishness and good manners. I am sure that we will need to repeat that talk several times over the next few years.

The flowers were because it was your birth day too.

My favorite part was when the heathens were gone, the place cleaned up, and Carolyn was sound asleep on the floor amid her toys. You and I were cuddled together on the couch drinking wine and enjoying the silence. 

I was glad you did not mind the kiss. It just seemed like the natural thing to do. If I close my eyes I can still feel your lips on mine. I am keeping that as my present.

As to your cleavage picture, it graces this computer as wall paper. Yes I did crop it to magnify it and now I can see all of one and most of the other. I have never seen anything remotely as beautiful in my life. I have a hot key to get it off in case your mother shows up unannounced , but now that I think about it, it's been a long time since that has happened.

Any candid photographs you would care to e-mail me, (he asked her knowingly), would be greatly appreciated.

Your very own dirty old man

Bill

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Dear D. O. M.

I am glad you are enjoying the picture of my breasts. I never thought you could see all the way to the nipples. I am so embarrassed. Well, OK, I am just a little embarrassed, mainly because I did not know how much I was showing. Now I know why Glenda was so touchy-feely that day. I think that now she wants both of us. 

She told me she ran her hand over your crotch and that she could feel you enjoying it. 

She "accidentally" ran her hands over my breasts too. 

Yes, I enjoyed it. It has been a while since my breasts had the attention of anybody.

I have seen you and Mom growing apart. I never did care much for the way she treated you in public. I know very well she can be a demanding witch. 

I would never tell her this but I would prefer to see each of you separately. I do not want to be caught between you when you argue. She is my mother but you are the one that makes sense, so it's tough on me. 

I was glad it was just you for the party.

About the picture attached, I bought the outfit several months ago when I was trying to get Greg to pay attention to me. I gave up on that and he has never seen me in it. I wanted to show it to somebody, (you), sometime. Hope you like it.

Your own exhibitionist

Julie

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Dear Sex Goddess.

After seeing the picture I had to take a cold shower. Every time it comes up as my new screen saver I have to take another cold shower. My body is beginning to look like a giant prune.

The nearly transparent pink top and pink bikini panties makes your whole body glow, it gives you a sexy yet innocent look.

I hate to say this but I am glad Greg has not seen you in the outfit, he is not good enough for such a treat.

Yes Glenda did accost me. I was incensed and put up a furious fight only to be betrayed by the fire in my loins. 

But seriously, I very much like Glenda. She makes me feel good and just as importantly she makes you happy by just being herself. If I find myself as a free agent she would be number two on my list of wants.

On a sadder note it appears my relationship with your mother is on its death throes. I have become an afterthought for her.

On a happier note I have enclosed a picture of my ass.

Love you much

Bil

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Dear Asshole

I was so looking forward to opening the picture of your ass and when I opened the file up pops a picture of a donkey. You jerk. I want the picture now. 

I told Glenda what you did and she said if you don't send the picture she will personally pull your pants down so I can take my own photos. 

By the way, she did not take kindly to being placed at number 2 on your list. 

We purposely avoided speculation on the identity of number one.

I am so glad I have you and Glenda to keep me sane. Your relationship with Mom is not the only one on its death bed. Mom insists I should keep working on saving my marriage but I ask myself what good would that do if I am the only one who cares. 

Then I ask myself if I care. I think the answer is no.

I am very happy you are there for me

Julie

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Dearest Bill

Thanks for taking us girls out to dinner in Felicity. We have always wanted to go to that restaurant. 

You are a brave man for volunteering to take two giggly girls and their moms to such a nice place. I was very impressed that you got the girls to act like ladies for most of the dinner and loved it that you took them to the dance floor when the band started playing.

I would apologize for the way Glenda danced with you except when it came my turn I could tell you had enjoyed it very much. 

I thank you for allowing me to feel that you were enjoying dancing with me too.

You never did say why Mom was not with us, I did hear the reservation was for six people. I hope you were OK with that.

Four goodnight kisses, (and one Glenda dick squeeze), were not enough thanks for our best evening in years.

All my love

Julie

ps: I do not know why the length of our kiss caused so much commotion. I thought it was about right.

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Dearest Bill

Thanks for taking Carolyn and me to the movies. I loved holding your hand and Carolyn loved sitting on your lap, even though she fell asleep half way through the film. 

Special thanks for the kisses, the caresses, and the popcorn.

It just now dawned on me, my happiest times in a long while have been with you. 

Here is one more picture of me.

I love you

Julie

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Dearest Julie

I feel honored to have received a nude picture of you. To say you are magnificent would be an understatement of great proportions. You are so beautiful inside and outside and I thank my lucky stars each time I realize you are part of my life.

I have attached proof of my emotional response. 

Number one may be shared with Glenda.

I love you dearly

Bill

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Dear Julie

It's time you fire his sorry ass. When I heard Greg had taken a girlfriend on the fishing trip I became convinced that he is way too stupid for you. I know you want to do the right thing but I think the right thing is to leave his ass. Make him find out if he can support himself. I realize your mother is preaching reconciliation but all that would do is force you to keep him around.

If you need anything, including a lawyer, let me know

I love you

Bil

l

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Bill

I don't know what to do. Greg reminds me constantly that the house is in his mothers name and that Mom does not have room for Carolyn and me. 

I guess I have to be the grown up. Please contact a lawyer for me and look for a cheap apartment for us. You are right, it is time to go.

I love you very much

Julie

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Sweetheart

A lawyer and private eye are already at work. 

No need for an apartment, I live alone in a three bedroom house and you and Carolyn are welcome to stay with me as long as you like. 

I would like you in my house no later than this weekend. 

There is nothing over there for you.

Your mother ended our relationship. She claimed that it was because our disagreement over what you should do. I know it was because she has another man.

When she said she could not attend Carolyn's birthday party I became suspicious as to what could be more important to her than her granddaughters 6th birthday. 

I hired a private eye firm to follow her that week. She and her lover spent two different afternoons and most of the day of Carolyn's party in a motel room . 

As soon as I had their report I had the private investigators track Greg down. 

When I learned he and the woman had checked into the hotel at the lake as Mr. and Mrs. I asked the lawyer to get the hotel to mail us a copy of the bill to confirm that. The lawyer has the confirmation of the invoice and her signature on a room service bill. She also has pictures of them together at the lake.

I am glad we have each other. Life can be tough.

I love you

Bill

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Dearest Bill

We will be invading your house in Felicity Saturday morning. This is my last e-mail before I pack up the computer. Greg in his own oblivious way will be gone all weekend. When he returns he will find himself alone. He will be served the papers Monday morning. 

I love your lawyer, she is tough.

Glenda and her daughter are helping us with the move. We are only taking clothes, toys, some cooking utensils and the computer. Everything will fit in Glenda's SUV and mine. 

You will have two six year old girls and their mothers overnight on Saturday. Get your sleep now.

Glenda expects a very special reward from you. I promised her I would put in a good word so please "please her" Saturday night. 

I made an error and showed her all your pictures. She was most impressed, (as was I), and claimed that since she has gone a lot longer than me since she last got laid she should go first.

I said OK but only because I will be living there with you and can have you any time I want.

I want Sunday, and on.

Your Julie



Felicity Ch. 50



Chapter 50 Yazmin

Yazmin and my Mom Maryanne were roommates and best friends during their college years. Marriage, children and careers had conspired for them to lose touch with each other. It was funny that they had found each other again at a lingerie party thrown by a woman that was a mutual acquaintance. The two widows were now inseparable. 

Yazmin was deaf but she could read lips perfectly. I loved watching baseball games with her because she would tell me what the players were saying. She was also an exceptionally beautiful woman of Lebanese descent that could lip read four different languages.

On normal stuff we just made sure she could see our lips when we talked. All of us both signed and spoke the more important stuff.

Meeting her made it obvious to me why Mom insisted I learn sign language as I grew up. It had become a useful skill more than once and now it was a very necessary skill.

My brother had asked Yazmin's younger daughter Soraya to marry him and we had all convened at her house on Thanksgiving day to make preliminary plans for their wedding. The basic plan was agreed to and the only people left in the house were Mom, Yazmin, her oldest daughter Arianne, and me.

Yazmin's daughter Arianne and I had been secretive in our love affair and even though it had been in progress for over a year our families saw it only as a close friendship. At the time of our combined families Thanksgiving dinner we had been living together for a month.

We both hated to be in the spotlight, we were speechless when an occasion required a speech. We had an announcement to make to all of them during dinner but could not force it out.

Late that afternoon we were in the kitchen drinking coffee. Mom was the only chatterbox in the group but she was content with the company and the coffee, Arianne and I were as silent as we normally were.

I stood and asked Arianne to dance with me. She graciously accepted and we were soon slow dancing in the kitchen. Our Mom's were stunned by our dance; Mom more so since she knew there was no music. I turned Arianne's back to her mother so Yazmin could see my lips.

"Do you think we should tell them?" I asked Arianne. I saw Yazmin sign what I had said to Mom.

Arianne turned us to face her mother and whispered, "No. Lets see how long it takes them to figure it out."

Another half turn and I said "Would serve them right if they never knew."

Arianne said, "You are right. Lets let them stew on it."

I said, "Snoopy old broads anyway."

Arianne and I were pelted with dinner rolls but we continued our dance.

Arianne whispered, "I love you."

When it was my turn to face our Mom's Yazmin had a stunned expression on her face and Mom was slapping her hands to get her to sign what her daughter had said to me.

"I love you," I whispered to Arianne.

We made half a turn and I whispered to Arianne, "Your mother is so stunned she is forgetting to sign to my mother."

"I guess I will end their misery, sort of," Arianne whispered. When she was facing our mom's she said loud enough for my mom to hear, "I don't think we should take them to Vegas for our wedding. They act so weird."

The next thing I knew two bodies had slammed into us at full speed and were kissing us indiscriminately. It took me a several seconds to figure out who was squeezing the breath out of me on my left and who was crushing my ribs on my right.

Eventually we sat at the kitchen table and resumed drinking coffee. We had to confirm more than once that yes we loved each other and that yes we had since we first met. We told them we did not want to bother them with another wedding to plan and we would be happy if they were the only two at our Vegas wedding.

Arianne and I withstood the chastisement we knew was coming and likely deserved. We made sure they understood that the last thing we wanted was a big wedding, we wanted as little fuss as possible.

Soon Arianne took my hand and we quietly left the kitchen as our Moms discussed the turn of events. We had the bad feeling that a quiet elopement to Vegas was not going to be possible.

We went to her old bedroom. As she locked the door she said. "Lets continue our honeymoon now."

We were right in our fears as our quiet elopement plan came crashing down as our mothers advised us that we would be married in a small chapel any day we wanted as long as it was January one.

It turned out to be a small double wedding on New Years Day. The miracle in planning and logistics was due to a dear friend of Mom called Wendy. She had become famous as a wedding planner even though it was not her profession. She was a jewelry artist. 

One of her suggestions for the ceremony had our Moms in tears. They asked Arianne and me for approval. We enthusiastically agreed.

There were perhaps forty people at a small chapel by the sea that day, our family and closest friends. The minister was an old friend of Yazmin's family who knew sign language and signed as he conducted the ceremony.

As the ceremony began Mom stood by Arianne and held her hand, Yazmin stood by me and held my hand. When the minister turned to us Arianne and I repeated our vows as our mom's signed them. Arianne and I exchanged rings and were pronounced husband and wife. 

That there was something special going on became obvious when I was not asked to kiss the bride. Instead Arianne and I stepped to one side and allowed our mother's center stage. The rest of the ceremony was conducted in sign language only. We heard a gasp of recognition. Somebody could read it.

I handed a wedding band to Mom and Arianne handed a wedding band to Yazmin, they exchanged rings. Now we heard gasps from all of the guests.

The minister then said in a loud voice, "You may now kiss your bride." I kissed Arianne as Mom kissed Yazmin.

Thunderous applause and cheers followed us out of the chapel. Arianne and I knew they were for our Moms but we were as happy for them as we were for us. We were also very happy that the spotlight was on them and not us.

Their wedding was not legal in the strictest sense but in every legal paper they each had the other was listed as next of kin, beneficiary, co-owner, all of it. Yazmin had quipped that in every way they were now co-defendants.

They were more married to each other than many others were to their legal spouse.

Our reception was a blast. Wendy had done a great job and Arianne and I overwhelmed her with kisses and gropes of thanks. Before the night was over she and the minister had two more weddings to handle. 

Wendy herded the four of us into a sort of receiving line so our well-wishers would not have to hunt us down.

Mom and Yazmin had to submit to numerous hugs and kisses. Most of the guests were women that had been their long time friends. Most were shedding tears as they rained kisses on them.

The most surprising well-wisher was the most conservative woman any of us knew and the mayor of our small town of Felicity, Rhonda Cook. She kissed them on the lips.

Mom said, "You may have just lost the next election."

She replied, "Yes, well fuck it. I love both of you and could not be happier for you." She kissed both of them on the lips again then shook my hand and kissed Arianne on the cheek.

Her husband Jack who was the Principal of the new High School in our town kissed Mom and Yazmin on the cheek and whispered to Mom, "Rhonda cried."

Mom ran after Her Honor the Mayor and planted a fierce kiss on her lips then groped her ass. I explained to Yazmin why Mom was acting that way so she went after Rhonda and gave her a lustful kiss. We saw Yazmin invite Rhonda to be in the middle of a sandwich between her and Mom at her earliest convenience.

Rhonda signed back that she would take it under advisement as her grin and blush fought for dominance on her face. Now I knew who had gasped as they exchanged vows.

The story of Her Honor The Mayor's behavior at our reception was soon the talk of the town and a featured article in our weekly newspaper. 

She was of course re-elected by a landslide.

Arianne and I danced, ate our cakes, visited with friends and took bets on how long our marriage would last. Somewhere over that time our Moms disappeared. 

Eventually Arianne and I left the reception and headed to our limousine to the airport, and then Vegas. Arianne and I had a honeymoon to resume. 

Arianne tossed her bouquet directly at her sister whose wedding was still six months away. 

Mom and Yazmin were already inside the limo and looked somewhat disheveled. They handed us glasses of champagne and we toasted each other.

Arianne asked them where they had been. Our Moms just smiled. 

Arianne and I decided we did not really want to know.

Of course, what happened in Vegas...



Felicity Ch. 51



Chapter 51 Camille

He had apologized for not lasting as long as usual.

"But most people my age are dead," he said in his defense.

She giggled at his statement, kissed him and got out his bed.

"Whatever you say old man but once again you fucked the hell out of me. I should charge you extra but you are one of the few that make sure I have an orgasm so you owe me the usual."

"In the envelope, as usual."

He got out of bed and took her hand then led her to the kitchen. He took a pork roast out of the oven, sliced two portions off it then put them on plates. He spooned a fair portion of yellow rice with peas on each plate then went to get silverware.

Camille said, "This smells delicious." 

Soon after she got her utensils she said, "This is delicious."

It was their usual routine. She would come to his house on Sunday nights, they would fuck, and they would eat dinner, and then she would go home.

He was in fact the lawyer that had defended her when she was arrested for drug possession. His name was Wilson and he was fifty-two and physically fit although his hair was almost all white. 

He liked her and kept tabs on her. When he learned she had become an escort he called her and she had been his Sunday fuck for nearly a year.

He suggested that she come on her own and not have to give her agency part of the fee. It had been that way for over six months.

"So, how are the girls?"

"Fine, they love living with Mom and Mom loves having them there. They love Felicity but I am afraid I am becoming a peripheral person to them."

"You would have become peripheral to them sooner or later anyway. They are teenagers, it happens. The important part is that they are growing up healthy and happy."

"You are so smart, you always say the right thing. That really is the important part isn't it?"

"Yes, that and always visiting me on Sundays."

Camille giggled and said, "I always leave here in a good mood."

"Even last Sunday when I had the malfunction?"

"Even the Sunday before that when I was having a malfunction."

"So, why don't you come earlier on Sundays? You can help me in the yard, help me at the grocery store, go out to dinner with me."

She started to laugh but saw he was dead serious.

"You would allow people see you with a whore?"

"No. However I would be pleased to be seen with you. We would be in places your clients would be unlikely to be unless their wives are with them. If any one recognizes you they will do their best to ignore you."

"But you would still be with a whore."

"Or my very naughty daughter. Either way it would make me look good."

She shook her head and after a couple of bites of food she began to giggle.

"A very naughty daughter. You are a strange old man."

He agreed he was then asked, "At what time do you leave Felicity to get back to the city?"

"At two. It takes me a bit over an hour to get back."

"So why not come straight here instead of being home alone for four hours?"

"I go to the Laundromat, clean house."

"I have state of the art washer and dryer. You could do your laundry here while naked. If you clean your house and put the laundry in the car before you go south then you can come straight here and it would save you lots of quarters."

"You just called me a two bit whore," she said with a barely suppressed smile.

"I would never do that. I know how much you charge."

She stood to put her dish in the sink then kissed him.

"Camille, how old are you?"

"Thirty two but my clients think I am twenty six. No one calls a thirty two year old for sex. Well except for you. 

You already knew how old I am, didn't you. You know everything about me, my Mom, my daughters, the bastard. And yet you want me to spend more time with you."

He stood and put his plate in the sink then embraced her.

"I know your husband left you holding the drugs. I know you have never used. I know you spent a year trying to find a job before becoming an escort. 

I know you have been beaten up by burglars at home and did not report it to the police because you are afraid they would revoke your probation.

And yet I know you are a good decent woman. I know you are trying to find your way to a decent life."

She looked at him with affection and almost burst into tears in his arms.

He led her to his bed and tucked her in.

"Rest a little while before you leave."

He kissed her lips and left her there.

Fifteen minutes later he saw she was asleep. Two hours later he joined her in bed. She awoke briefly and he said, "Spend the night, it's raining hard out there."

She kissed him then turned her back to him. He cuddled up behind her and they went to sleep.

He had coffee and toast ready for her when she staggered into the kitchen. He was dressed for work.

"Why did you not wake me up?"

"I did but you threatened to kill me so I let you lie."

"So now I'm a dog."

"Pure bred,"

She kissed his lips and fixed her coffee. 

"Well I have to go. Lock the door on your way out please."

"You are leaving me here? What if I stole you blind?"

"Anything in here that you prefer more than me please go ahead and take it."

Her expression was exactly what he hoped. He kissed her and left.

Two hours later she called him at work. She was crying.

"They broke into the house again last night. They trashed the place, they think Randy hid money here."

"Stay there until the cops arrive. Tell them what you suspect. As soon as they leave the house pack what you can in twenty minutes and go to my house. There is a key in the mouth of the guard frog."

"Thank you, thank you."

He called the cops and sent them to her house. He explained she was a parolee and would be terrified of them but she was not a criminal.

When Wilson got home that afternoon he saw she had cleaned the house and was doing laundry. She smelled a delicious dinner.

He went to his room and changed to gym shorts and t-shirt. 

As he walked past the spare bedroom she was coming out wearing only a t-shirt. She jumped into his arms and kissed him.

"Thank you, I was getting ready to do some laundry when it crossed my mind I did not have another place to go except here."

She kissed him again and led him to the kitchen table.

"It has been a while since I cooked a full dinner. I took this out of my freezer this morning after I packed my clothes.

I hope you like it."

It was a whole roasted chicken and it was delicious. He praised her cooking and helped her clean up.

He filled a glass of wine for her and got a beer for himself and walked her to the living room. He sat on the recliner and she curled up on the couch and they watched the news.

During a commercial he asked her how the cops had treated her.

"With respect and concern. One was a woman and she hugged me when I couldn't stop crying. I think she had been a client of mine but it is hard to tell when they are in uniform.

They had dusted for fingerprints before I left.

I did not tell anyone where I was going except the lady cop."

"Good thinking. I don't want anyone trashing my place. So, how much money was it?"

She began to claim ignorance but saw in his face he already knew.

"Almost ninety thousand."

"And you gave it to your Mom."

"Yes, I did when I took the girls to her."

"Have you told any of what happened to your Mom?"

"No, she thinks it is bonuses I got at work for bringing in new clients. She thinks I am a sales rep. I suspect she knows better. She had never trusted Randy and is very glad he is gone."

"You do realize that Randy is probably dead."

"Yes, they did look where I found the money. They knew where to look. The police didn't when they searched when I was busted. They apparently were looking for drugs and after they found them they stopped looking.

I figure the bad guys beat the location out of him. I am sad that he is likely dead but when I asked him if he was dealing drugs he always told me no. He was a distracted husband and father."

"Where was it?"

"In the oven under the aluminum foil placed there to catch drippings from going on the coil. He told me that the bottom coil did not work, that only the top one did. 

While he was in hiding and I was alone in the house I went to see if I could replace the coil and found his treasure. There were stacks of twenties, fifty's and hundreds. 

"Give me the card that the lady cop gave you."

She did and he called her. He left a message identifying himself as Camille's lawyer. He told her that there were complications on what appeared to be a simple case and asked her to call him back.

Her name was Darby and he knew her well. It was she who told him that Camille was clean and simply married the wrong guy.

Wilson was a member of a big firm and the firm volunteered their lawyers for pro bono cases once a month. Camille was his pro bono client. 

He had managed to settle Camille's case in the judge's chamber with time served and two years probation. Her probation would be completed in two months. 

Her mother and most of the money were waiting for her in a small town by the Gulf.

"How often do you do escort work?"

Again she though about it and decided to tell the truth.

"Just enough to pay the bills, three or four times a week at most. If I need extra money I bring some back with me from Mom's. 

Most of my clients are regulars, three are women. As I am sure you already know Darby is a regular. She does not go through the agency either."

"So you are more of a fuck buddy to people and not a whore."

"I get paid, I am a whore."

"Do you enjoy it?"

"Yes, most of the time. I enjoy Darby, two of the men and you. The four of you make love to me. The other women do too most of the time. The others fuck me, pay me, and open the door for me to leave. Easy money."

His phone rang and he asked Darby to come by his house. She asked if it was police business and he said yes. She said she would come by towards the end of her shift. She was waiting for the results on the fingerprints.

She was in full uniform and in official business mode when she walked in. That ended quickly when Camille wrapped her in her arms around her and gave her a long kiss. 

Darby looked at Wilson and he nodded with a smile and invited her into the kitchen. Camille fixed her a plate from her dinner. Darby was famished.

When done with dinner she asked, "OK, what do you suspect?"

"We suspect they found her husband, beat information out of him and went to find something. We think they knew were to look."

"The stove," Darby said.

"Yes, the stove. They probably tore up the house in anger. We suspect that if her husband was alive this morning he is not alive now. The only place they have left to look is to Camille" 

Darby said, "I fear for her safety. The fingerprints we took are from killers. They are arrogant so finding them will not take long. We hope to find her ex husband before he is dead or at least before they get rid of the body. A murder conviction will keep them in jail."

Darby and Wilson saw that Camille had not fully understood the peril she was in until that moment. She was shaking and had a tear sliding down a cheek.

"Are you off the clock now?"

Darby looked at her watch and nodded yes.

"Why don't you take a shower and get comfortable. Camille, show her where everything is and help her. I am going to the computer and snoop around."

Darby understood and took Camille's hand and allowed her to lead her to the spare bedroom.

Two hours later he found that they had arrested one of the guys. He also noted that the ladies had not left the bedroom.

"They likely will not be out until morning," he thought. 

Wilson went to turn all the lights out and saw a black SUV coming slowly down his street.

He went to his bedroom and got his gun then opened the guest room door. Camille was sleeping as Darby caressed her. Both were nude.

"Get your weapon, we are about to have company." he whispered to Darby.

Darby crawled out of bed leaving Camille asleep, got her weapon and followed him to the living room still naked.

"Nice tits," he said.

She gave him a small smile and said, "Thanks'."

They knelt behind the sofa and waited.

The door was kicked in and two guys hurried in.

"Police officer put your weapons down!" Darby hollered.

The two guys shot wildly and one was dead ten seconds later. The other was still conscious but would likely die that night.

Darby called it in and picked up their weapons. She returned to the bedroom and consoled the panic stricken Camille.

Wilson went to the one still alive.

"How did you know we were coming?" the guy asked.

"Your friend is talking. He wants leniency. He claims he does not know where Randy is. If we don't find him we will not be able to charge him with murder."

The guy understood and gave me an address.

"Randy told us his wife would have told her lawyer where she was. Elvin shot him then. He called us later and gave us the address and urged us to go through the plan. He was going to get rid of the body."

Sirens were fast approaching. 

Darby came out of the bedroom in full uniform and greeted the officers coming in.

Wilson told her where to find Randy and they called that in.

The guy that had talked to Wilson had lost consciousness by then.

Four hours later Wilson was at last alone in his house. The forensics team and the clean-up crew had gone.

He went to the spare bedroom and picked up a still nude Camille and took her to his bed. He took his clothes off and joined her.

Her panic had passed and she was on a mostly on an even keel. 

Wilson said, "The guy they arrested is now talking. He is ratting out his bosses, the one's that ordered them to get their money back.

You will probably be called in to testify that you have no idea if there ever was any money in the house. Give your old address and phone number but you will be here with me until your parole elapses. Then you will introduce me to your Mom and daughters." 

Camille hugged him with her whole body and gave him a long kiss. She felt his cock signal its want.

He continued, "Darby will be coming back tomorrow to officially ask me where you are. After she writes down my attempts to find you have not yielded results yet she will take off her uniform and try to get you to forget tonight. When she leaves I will do my best too."

Camille began to caress his dick.

"Start now," she said.

Except on the evenings when Darby spent the night she spent the two months sleeping in his bed. They made love several times and so did she and Darby. On a few occasions the women joined him in his bed. 

He and Darby fucked.

"Nice cock," she had said.

When her probation ended Wilson drove Camille and Darby to her mothers. 

That was when they learned her first name was actually Sarah, which was what her mother called her. Camille ceased to exist that day.

Wilson and Darby stayed the weekend then left. 

Darby came back to the coastal town a week later and applied for a job with the police department. She was hired immediately at a lower pay but as the second assistant chief. 

She loved the job and the town, and Sarah lived there.

Sarah's Mom and daughters sensed the love between her and Darby and had absolutely no reservation about it. 

The two moved in together into a townhouse in a nice neighborhood.

Sara bought a Laundromat nestled between the towns apartment complexes and after sprucing up the place she made a lot more out of it than she had as an escort.

Wilson gave himself three day weekends every six weeks or so and came to see them. 

Or rather, came to see Sarah's mother Cynthia. They went out on dates and he took her to Playa del Carmen for a week. 

Cynthia liked to fuck.

He retired to Felicity two weeks after returning from Playa and moved in with Cynthia. Sara's girls had gone on to college.

No one questioned Sarah's background although many of the most important people in town including the police chief knew.

That became important after they met some aliens and moved when the town did.

All lived happily ever after.



Felicity Ch. 52



I had just turned into my driveway and saw what appeared to be a package by my front door. It was Halloween so I assumed whatever trick it was would be ruined, it was raining hard and water was blowing into the porch.

As I ran to the door I noted it was not a package, it was a person, a small woman.

Lacey?

A wet and shivering woman lifted her head and began to cry.

"I'm sorry. I could not think of where else to go."

I took her bags and rushed us inside. 

She looked like hell. Her eyes were red and puffy; she had been crying a long time. She was wet and shivering so I took her to my second bedroom, took her clothes off then put her into a warm shower.

I went to her bags, opened them and saw everything in them was wet. I dumped it all into my washer then went to my room and got a sweatshirt for her. I returned to the shower and saw she had stopped shivering so I led her out and dried her off. I helped her put on a sweatshirt and led her to the kitchen. 

I fixed hot chocolate for both of us and added some Kahlua to hers. I took two dinners I had cooked from my freezer and warmed them up. As we waited on them I studied her. She had lost perhaps fifty pounds. Twenty of those pounds she probably needed to lose but she was now definitely underweight.

It had been five years since I had seen her, my wife. That last time was in my living room, I was trying to end our marriage. We had been separated for a month and she wanted us to give it another try.

I had placed a folder from a private eye firm on the coffee table in front of her and left the room. She was gone when I returned. She had left the photographs out.

Months later I learned she had vanished that day, had just packed up and left. Yet there she was, five years to the day.

I placed her pasta and chicken dinner in front of her and watched her eat. It had obviously been a while since her last meal. I fixed her another chocolate and added a bit more liquor to it than I had the first time. She gave me a very grateful smile.

I had decided to hold off on the questions until the morning. After she finished the chocolate I steered her to bed, covered her up and kissed her cheek.

"Sleep as late as you need," I said and after turning off the light I left her room. I came back to check on her about five minutes later and she was sound asleep.

I asked myself who did I need to call and came up blank. It occurred to me she was right, I would be the only person she could think of.

As I cleaned up the kitchen it sank into my brain I had handled her naked body more than once. I had not had a sexual thought about her in five years. I laughed at myself about having one now.

The girl I had been dating called and told me the weather was too bad for us to go out. She told me she would call me the next day if she could. As expected she never called me again.

I was not a good date. I lost track of conversations and was not a good sex partner. Often I lost my erection before the woman could orgasm. My few orgasms were by my hand.

I refused to blame my ex wife but everyone else did.

The only person anywhere close to being family was asleep in my house. I chuckled at the improbability.

The next morning was Saturday and it was still raining. We were in a drought so everyone that did not own golf clubs was happy for the rain. 

I checked on Lacey and found her still asleep. It was a bit after nine and I expected her to sleep until noon. 

I put her clothes in the dryer and sat for my third cup of coffee. I set the coffee maker for a fresh pot but did not turn it on.

I was sorry I had shown her the photographs. She did not deserve that kind of pain. I did not either but I knew she was a free spirit when I married her.

I heard a commode flush so I turned on the coffee pot and started the toasts. I got the grape jelly out and put it on the table. Grape jelly toast sandwiches were her usual breakfast and she had gotten me hooked on them.

"Good morning. Where is the stuff from my bag?"

"In the dryer. I was all soaked. Fix yourself some coffee and sit down. Your breakfast is almost ready."

She saw grape jelly on the table and smiled. She was still up when the toaster popped and brought the toast to the table with her.

She ate in silence then got another cup of coffee.

"I want to thank you for bringing me in and out of the cold. For giving me a bed to sleep on. For giving me food. I was expecting kindness from you but would not have been surprised if you had called the cops. I would have been OK with it, jail cells are dry."

"Where have you been?"

"Everywhere. Kansas first, I have a step-sister there but her husband would not allow me to stay there more than a week. 

Then Denver trying to get a job but only finding one in a hotel cleaning crew.

Then Las Vegas where I again got on a hotel cleaning crew. 

I followed a lead for a job in Los Angeles that proved to be false. Got on another cleaning crew job until that company went under. I became homeless."

She took a swig of her coffee and said, "I guess I should confess all of it."

"You do not need to. I understand people have to do things they don't want to for a meal and a place to sleep. How did you get back here and how long have you been back?"

"I stole money from a clients wallet and got on a bus, I got here yesterday afternoon. The rain began when I was still almost four miles away from you. No one stopped to offer me a ride. I was hoping I would not die before I got here. When you brought me in and got me warm I thought I had."

I got up and kissed her softly. "I am glad you made it," I said.

I picked up in the kitchen and left her with her coffee. I brought her the smaller bag she carried and gave it to her. 

"The stuff here was not very wet. I took everything out last night and wiped it off. The bag was dry this morning so I put it all back in."

She was grateful then embarrassed. She knew I had seen her box of condoms.

The dryer buzzed and I pulled out the clothes and dumped them on her bed. Lacey came with me and folded what needed folding and I hung up what need hanging up. It was then I noticed that her ass was in plain sight when she bent over the bed. 

She found the panties she wanted and put them on.

"I'm sorry. I have lost my modesty the last two years. I will be more careful while I am here."

"There is no need to go overboard on that," I said with a grin.

She laughed and threw panties at me. I caught it and stuffed it in my pocket.

"Don't you dare?"

"Dare what?"

"Jack-off then use them to wipe yourself."

"You remember that I see." 

She smiled then her face became serious. "I remember everything. I thought of you every day. When I hit rock bottom in L.A. it came to me you are the only family I had."

She began to cry so I went to her and held her to me. When her sobs stopped I kissed her lips and said, "Welcome back home."

She gave me a ravenous kiss then went into her bathroom.

I did notice she did not have much. We needed to go shopping.

I went to my bedroom to get dressed and waited for her to emerge. She was wearing the same clothes she was wearing on my porch. They were very big on her.

I stood, took her hand and I hurried us to my car. She did not ask where we were going but was not surprised it was Cube-Mart.

"Get everything you need from when you get up in the morning to when you go to bed. Shampoo, conditioner, toothpaste, deodorant, mouth wash, everything."

I sat where people wait for prescriptions until she came back. 

I said, "Get three outfits, two good enough for job interviews and one for going out to dinner. Hustle, hustle."

She gave me a serious kiss then disappeared. She came back after thirty minutes just giddy with happiness. I put the dresses in the cart and said, "Underwear," 

She came back in less than ten minutes. I told her, "Shirts, shorts, sneakers."

She came back with two of each and I told her to go back and get a sweater, sweatpants and a sweatshirt.

We checked out and I took her to a shoe store then to Ulta cosmetics and said, "One each."

She knew exactly what she wanted and where it was. My birthday and holiday presents to her had been gift certificates from there.

I took us to Cheddars for lunch. She savored every bite.

I took us home, helped her carry things into her room then sat in my living room and watched college football.

When she came out and sat next to me she waited for a commercial then gave me a long loving kiss.

"Umm, Lacey," I said as I looked at my crotch. Her hand was on my hardening cock.

"Oh. Sorry. I had promised to behave," she said as she squeezed my cock. 

"Are we still married?"

"I have not filed for divorce."

"I have not either."

Her hand stayed on my crotch.

She was wearing one of her new shirt and shorts outfit. She looked delicious.

"You look fabulous," I said.

"Not delicious?"

I laughed and admitted that, "Yes, delicious."

"That is the still best compliment I have ever gotten. I had hoped I would get one with one of my new outfits. Now I expect one with every outfit."

"Oh, we are getting cocky I see,"

"Speaking of cocky," she said as she squeezed my cock briefly.

She kissed me softly and went to the kitchen. I heard her open every door then go to my office and come out with a pad and a pencil.

Lacey was the best home cook I had ever known. I was hoping it was a list for the grocery store. 

She rejoined me on the couch and fell asleep after kissing me.

I picked her up and carried her to bed. That was when I noticed she probably weighed less than eighty pounds. I also noted that she did not have bra or panties on. I took her new sandals off her feet and covered her legs with a quilt and kissed her gently.

I returned to the couch and picked up the list. As I had hoped it was a list of groceries and I figured I could have them all in the kitchen before she awoke so I went to the grocery store. I also bought a case of the nutrition protein drinks.

I had everything put away when she joined me in the kitchen. I was making an omelet with sausage, bacon and cheese for her and making a BLT for me. She put her arms around me and kissed the back of my neck before sitting down.

"Where is the list I made for you?"

"Already filled. I remembered you like eggs."

"Oh, sorry. I had forgotten you don't. They never would have been on the list had I remembered."

The rain had stopped that afternoon but it had returned that night. It was getting colder. After we ate and she drank her health drink I fixed a pot of chocolate and poured half the bottle of Kahlua in it. We went to the living room and I lit the fireplace.

We sat and watched the fire for a while.

She suddenly said, "My first trick was in Denver. I was on a hotel cleaning crew and I got hit on sometimes. I had been there a year when one guy offered me ten dollars to give him a blowjob. I laughed. Before I left his room he was up to a hundred dollars.

The next day he resumed his offer at $200.00. That got my attention and did not out and out reject it. I needed the money and he was a clean-cut man.

As I left his room he offered me $300.00 to spend the night with him. I did not answer. By the time I finished my shift I had decided I needed the money and the fuck. I spent that night and the next three in his bed. On the morning he left he gave me a thousand dollars.

I turned a few more tricks in Denver but began to feel someone suspected and I left town."

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes I did. The fact that guys wanted to have sex with me was a turn on. The fact that a majority wanted me to have an orgasm was a real turn on. I only had one bad experience in Denver.

I was not so lucky in Vegas. A third of the men treated me like a cheap whore. I was not cheap," she said with a giggle.

"

When I ran into a bastard I usually stopped for a while and just cleaned rooms but eventually went back to tricks. There were enough good men and women to keep me there for three years."

I got up and replenished our drinks and turned on the stereo before I sat back down.

I said, "You know I had always known you really liked sex more than me. I even suspected you and Doris were more than just best friends."

She giggled and said, "Guilty on both charges."

We sat and watched the fire until it began to die out. Her hand was resting on my cock again. It was erect. She yawned and said she needed more sleep. "And you need to masturbate," she added with a giggle as she squeezed my cock.

"Lacey!"

She stood, gave me a long kiss and staggered to her room. I wondered if she was drunk.

I got up and put everything away. I made sure the fire was out then went to check on her. She was asleep, naked on top of her covers.

I moved her to one side and turned the covers. I lifted her over and began to pull the covers over her. I stopped and looked at her naked body. She was skinny but looked younger than her thirty year old self. Her tits were still magnificent. I resisted kissing them and pulled the covers over. I kissed her lips and went to my room. I masturbated.

I was finishing breakfast when she came into the kitchen the next morning. 

"Your food is in the oven warmer. There is a fresh pot of coffee," I said. 

I had a health drink on the table for her.

She drank that first then got the food out of the oven, a scrambled egg with chopped sausage and chives mixed in.

She put her dish away after she ate all her breakfast and got some coffee. That was when I noticed that what she wore was just a t-shirt, no panties, and no bra. She kissed me before sitting back down. I handed her the want ads section of the Sunday paper.

I bought the Sunday paper for the want ads myself. I had become disillusioned at my work and it had been years since I had taken advantage of the perks of living in a big city.

"Did you see any ads for hookers?" She asked with a small smile on her lips.

"No, I did see ads for bookkeepers. I get the Sunday paper because I need a change of scenery."

"I am your change of scenery," she said with a giggle.

I laughed and began to read the sports section. We refilled our coffee and wandered to the sofa in the living room. I gave her my unused marker and she began to circle some ads.

"How long do I have to find a job?" she asked me.

"As long as you need," I answered.

I saw her X through three ads then continued.

A few minutes later she put her head on the sofa arm and her legs on top of mine.

"Lacey? I can see your pussy when you recline like that."

"Oh," was all she said. She did not move.

I reached over and pulled her shirt down over her pussy. Five minutes later it was uncovered again.

She moved the paper away from her face and asked, "Do you have a computer? I need to send a resume'."

"Yes, my computer is in the my bedroom. Let me show you how to work it, it's an iMac."

We walked to my room and I saw her glance at my crotch. My partial erection was easy to spot. She giggled.

I showed her how the computer worked then told her I had Microsoft Word in it. She went to it and then asked if it had a sample resume' form.

I told her it did but I had no idea how to get to it. I suggested she Google "resume' forms" and she did.

I was going to leave but she turned for a kiss so I kissed her. She took my hand and kissed it and said, "Again, thanks."

I needed to masturbate so I went to her bathroom and found the hoped for panties she had worn the day before. It was the most powerful ejaculation I had in years. 

I went back to the sofa and the sports section and noticed that I had no idea what the stories I had read said.

I began to search my mind to see if I could figure out how I felt about her. I was happy to see her, that I knew. I was happy to help her, that I knew. I did not know if I still loved her. I did know I would never trust her.

I had finished with the paper when she came out and handed me a written written sample of her resume' for me to read. 

It was well written and I said, "I think that anyone looking for a bookkeeper would hire you immediately. 

I like the part were you say you wanted back into a work force after failing to conceive a child. That covers the years you were not working. Well, you know," I said. I may have blushed.

Lacey gave me, a long kiss.

"Believe me it was very hard work at times. Do you want me to start lunch?"

"No, lets go out to a restaurant with a patio. It is a beautiful day."

We dressed, (she included panties and a bra), and we went to a touristy area on the bay. We waited for a table by the water and ordered an appetizer sampler.

We ate most of it then walked along the boardwalk. 

Somewhere along the way we began holding hands. I chalked it up to old habits.

It was turning much cooler as the sun began to set so we went back home.

As soon as we were inside she kissed me. The first kiss was a thank you kiss. The next two were soft and long. The next one she caressed my lips with her tongue then quickly ran to her bedroom.

As I walked to mine I heard her moan.

I masturbated for the third time in two days and again had a strong ejaculation. 

Apparently we were a bad influence on each other.

That evening we watched TV on the couch. She lay down and displayed her pussy to me again and caressed my cock with her feet. My cock was empty so it did not react until the news came on. She was asleep by then. I again carried her to her bed and tucked her in. I did not masturbate.

The next morning I went through my workday routine except I left the coffee pot ready for her.

The first thing I noticed while at work was that I had no way to check on her. She did not have a cell phone and I did not have a home phone. I called my carrier and ordered a home phone.

It then occurred to me she did not have transportation except by bus to downtown. We had a park and ride somewhat close by so she could drop me off there on days she had interviews.

I survived the Monday and went home.

Lacey had a fabulous dinner ready so I kissed her and I went to my room, changed to gym shorts and a t-shirt, and rejoined her in the kitchen.

My plate was in front of me when my butt hit the chair. I waited for her to sit before digging in.

"I remembered you love this. It may not be exactly right, I have not made it since the last time I made it for you."

"It is perfect," I said between big mouthfuls.

I had finished it in a very short time and stood to see if there was more.

"There is more but you need to drink something and rest first. I served you a big portion. Get a beer and tell me how your day went."

I wanted to strangle her and did growl at her like I used to do but instead I got a beer and one of the health drinks for her and sat. She was giggling.

"It was stressful, how was your day?"

She giggled and said, "Just stressful huh. To me stressful was hoping the guy would fuck me so I could get something to eat."

"OK, you trumped my answer. But my life is just plain dull. You on the other hand are still in the middle of an adventure and I want to hear today's chapter."

"Well today I got up as I heard you close the door and made it to the door after you pulled out. You missed seeing me naked."

"You opened the door naked?"

"Yes but it never crossed my mind I was until an hour or so later. No one saw me apparently, no cops have shown up.

I fixed myself breakfast, drank my protein drink, made up your bed, and then went to the computer. I found several possible jobs but they were lots of "you must have experience in" I do not have. 

I decided to call you but an hour later I concluded you did not have a home phone."

"You will have a phone tomorrow, it will be coming here so please have clothes on."




Felicity Ch. 52



She kissed me then continued, "And then I tried to e-mail you and you have never set-up your e-mail account."

"Oh, my only one is with Yahoo. We will set you up with an account and you can put me down on your contact list."

"Speaking of contacts, I found your link to a place called Literotica. Very nice. I masturbated three times. I also found the xHamster link but my pussy was done by then. I will spend some quality time there tomorrow."

"Your erotic adventures have changed you. Can you think back and ask yourself how much of what you have told the last three days you would have shared with me five years ago?"

She giggled and said, "Nothing."

She stood and cleared the dishes then as she removed her shirt she said, "Show me web-mail."

I was somewhat stunned but I followed her to my computer. I wondered if she had forgotten she did not have underwear on.

Or just wanted to give me an erection.

Getting her an e-mail address was difficult because most of the combinations of her name were taken. Then she had a tough time finding a password she would remember and was still in the safe range. We did eventually manage it and we e-mailed me from her account and I emailed her from mine and showed her how to add it when it came in.

"This is a lot simpler and a lot faster than it used to be. Is it the iMac, your server or the net?"

"All of the above. This is a computer from two years ago it is already becoming obsolete."

She went to my link for xHamster and looked around for a video. I started to leave but she told me to wait.

"There is a video I saw a part of this morning but I can't find it."

"This site refreshes often. If you saw it this morning it might be on page seventeen by now."

I left her there and went to watch Monday Night Football.

Just before the half she came to the living room with a beer for me and a cup of chocolate for her. I could smell the Kahlua. I could also smell her sex.

"How many résumé's did you send out today?" I asked.

"Eleven, six of them want experience with stuff I know nothing about but the other five I am sure I can do. How long do you figure I have to wait?"

"Many of those postings are for the employers to have a reserve of candidates in their files and there is no job available now. Some know they have someone leaving but it could be months from now. Some may call you in two weeks.

Two weeks from now you need to do a follow up contact with all of them. Just ask if they got your resume'. Check the site for new postings. Go to other job search sites. Never pay anything up front.

Nice tits"

She smiled and said, "Thank you."

We watched the game until she fell asleep. This time she did so sitting up. I got her a throw blanket and covered her up then went to turn down her bed. As I sat next to her body she slipped towards me. I put an arm around her and held her until the game got out of hand and turned off the TV.

I picked her up and noticed she had maybe gained a little weight. After I had her in bed I kissed her then caressed her just under her breasts. I covered her up, went to my room and masturbated.

She did manage to get up and kiss me bye the next morning but she was still mostly asleep. I reminded her to dress before her phone came in. At just past noon I got a message that read "Hi. Got the phone. Thanks." 

When I got home that day she was again nude and putting the finishing touches to our dinner. I kissed her then went to change. Again my plate was placed on the table as my butt hit the chair. I waited for her to sit before I began to eat.

She told me she had sent out other résumé's and had gone back to the Sunday paper and sent out some more.

I asked her if she would need a car soon and she said no. I asked if she was getting cabin crazy and she laughed.

"This is the most comfortable place I have lived in my life. This is the only place I have had to live in for six months. It may be a while before I feel I need to leave this house."

"Good," I said without thinking.

She looked at me then gave me a small smile. I realized what I had just said but decided not to amend it.

We cleaned up the kitchen and I got a beer for me and poured wine for her. "Yummy," she said after tasting it.

We went into the living room and the couch. Tuesdays and Thursdays were the only nights I watched shows. She sat with me and I covered her legs with the small comforter. We cuddled and watched the first show.

Between shows I got another beer and brought her another glass of wine. During commercials we began to kiss. Her tongue traced a path along my lips. I let it in. Our tongues caressed each other. 

We resumed watching the show. We both went to take a leak between shows and I got her another glass of wine. She took two sips and lay down with her head on my lap. I again covered her from the waist down.

Fifteen minutes after the third show began her hand was on her pussy. She began to masturbate slowly. Her cover drifted down and I could see her hand working her pussy. Ten minutes later she was closer to where she wanted to be and placed my hand on a tit. I caressed and pinched her nipple 

"Harder," she said.

As the show ended she had her climax. She fell asleep. 

I waited for the weather report then carried her to her bed. I kissed her pussy, her tits, and her lips before I covered her up. I went to my room and masturbated.

The next morning I went to her room and kissed her until she was awake then kissed her pussy, tits, and lips again then went to work.

At mid-morning I had and e-mail from her that read "boxer shorts."

She was again nude as I kissed her when I got home and went to my room. As I sat at the table all I was wearing was boxer shorts. We ate a fine meal and took drinks to the living room.

We kissed between sips. After we finished the drinks she again put her head on my lap but this time she was facing my erect cock. It had escaped my underwear.

I reached for a tit as she slid my dick into her mouth. She gave me the longest, most sensuous blowjob ever. I lasted much longer than expected but eventually I began to fill her mouth with my cum. She swallowed but kept my cock in her mouth.

She had apparently been masturbating for a while because she was close to an cum when I noticed. I pinched a nipple and she moaned. Her legs and hips acquired a life of their own as she groaned in orgasms. A minute later she was asleep. 

I picked her up and carried her to her bed.

I kissed body and lips for a while before I covered her up. I did not need to masturbate.

The following morning she awoke to me eating her pussy. She had an orgasm shortly after she woke up. I had already been loving her pussy for twenty minutes.

Halfway through the morning I got e-mail that simply read, "more."

I ate dinner nude and she gripped my cock at every opportunity. I kissed her pussy and tits at every opportunity.

After dinner I took her to my bed. I ate her pussy to two orgasms then kissed my way up and slid my cock into her. I made long slow love to her and she had two more orgasms. 

I allowed her to rest and she turned us until she was on top.

Her fuck was mostly in slow motion. She had an orgasm and began to slide down my body. I stopped her and placed her on her back. I slid my cock into her pussy and fucked her hard until I erupted into her. 

I heard her groan and felt her body go into spasms.

I kissed her until she was asleep. We stayed in bed and cuddled all night. My TV never was turned on.

When my alarm went off the next morning she was already fucking me. I lasted for maybe two minutes but she was already into a cum. She must have been fucking me for a while.

Half way through the morning I got an e-mail that read, "more."

I went to the kitchen again naked that Friday afternoon and fucked her on the kitchen table before she had a chance to serve us.

After we put our dishes away I sat her on the table in front of me and I ate her pussy through three orgasms.

She urged me to trade places and sucked my cock back to life then sat me down on the chair before lowering her pussy over my cock. She fucked me hard and we were both sweating before I exploded into her again. I had lost track of her cums at five.

I stood and walked us to the couch and sat. Her arms and leg were still wrapped around me. My cock was still in her pussy.

We had not talked about our affair since she began serving dinner while naked.

"I do not see a need for you to work. You have again become my housewife and I am very happy for that. We will go shopping for another car in the morning right after your doctors office appointment."

"Why are you taking me to the doctor?"

"You have little stamina, you sleep a lot. You have not gained weight. Your body just went through a traumatic six months. I want him to tell us you will be fine and keep doing what we are doing."

"What did you tell him?"

"Everything except what you did for a living."

"I am your wife again, huh?"

"Yes."

Her face became serious and she said, "I have never stopped loving you. Behaving as I did was the biggest mistake I have ever made. Do you still love me?"

"Yes, I have never stopped. Had you stayed for a few weeks I would have taken you back."

She suddenly began to feel lighter, colder. But her smile was radiant seemingly with its own light.

She said, "The problem with being your wife is that about this time last Friday night I died on my way here. I came home as soon as I learned I was going to die. I was hoping we would connect as we have. Someone has granted me my fondest wish. I am happy. 

Be happy too. Bye."

She kissed me as she slowly vanished.

I cried.

I thought I had just hallucinated the whole thing but her new clothes were there, her first dinner for me was in two separate containers in the freezer. The wine bottle was half full.

I cried.

The next morning I went to the police station and asked about any unidentified woman's bodies. I was taken to the morgue and I identified her. I told them I would take charge of the final arrangements.

Just before they closed the body tray I saw her smile.

After her burial I went home and cried some more. I drank whisky over the rocks and went to my computer.

I was stunned to see I had e-mail from her account.

It read, "thanks. I love you. Be happy."

I replied, "How?"

The response was, "You will always have me."

On Wednesday I got e-mail from her account. It had the name of an accounting firm in a coastal town named Felicity and the name Donna.

I did not think about it for a second, I resigned, called the movers and moved to the town. I visited with the small firm and was hired on the spot. 

I hesitated when on the employment form before I checked "Widower." 

My boss's wife saw it.

It took me three weeks to find Donna; she was in the women's shelter.

Actually it was my boss's wife that found her. I did not know that the entire town was helping me look for her.

When I met Donna I understood why Lacey had chosen her for me. Donna was a reserved version of herself. 

The first thing I said to her was, "Do you like fried fish?"

It took me three days to get her to come out to dinner with me. It took me three months to get her to come to bed with me. It took me three more months to get her to move in with me.

A week later I got e-mail from Lacey. It asked, "Happy?"

I replied, "Yes. I love you."

It was the last time I heard from her.



Felicity Ch. 53



I was an Environmental Biologist and she was a Chemist for a large company. She was tasked with making sure her company did not release toxins into the environment. My job was to turn them in if they did. 

An "Unexplainable Event" was what brought us together. We had worked together for two months investigating the event. We were working on opposite sides for the hearing but worked well together and got along nicely.

The two sides and the federal judge had agreed that a compromise was preferable and Marcie and I were assigned to draw up a framework to present to an EPA review board. We were told we would likely be the ones presenting it to the agency six months later.

We were given four weeks to come up with the framework; we had the framework done in three hours.

We spent the rest of the time falling in love.

As soon as we had completed the framework she kissed me. It started out as just a kiss in celebration but it morphed into an announcement of sorts. 

I backed away from it and she began to apologize but I stopped her with the exact same kiss and she followed that one up with a definitely passionate kiss.

An intercom message scared us apart. We were summoned to a meeting with our bosses. In their office they asked us if four weeks would be enough for us. 

Before I told them we were done Marcie said that four weeks might be a tight fit but we would do our best. I was too stunned to do anything other than nod.

They told us to keep them posted and go to lunch. We made our promises and left.

We held hands as we walked to a nearby restaurant where she told me how things really worked. "It is obvious to our bosses that it would be best if we took our time coming up with anything," she said. "They both want to be able to say that the process has begun and the media would be kept up to date. They know that the short attention span of the general public will be fixed on something else in four weeks. 

We then announce the agreement, check on each other's findings for five months and pack to go to D.C. 

We know the damage was minimal if there was any at all.

We know whatever problems were going to crop up would have already done so. Neither of us has found anything. We do not expect to find anything.

We do not even know anything was actually released into the water, all we know is that a valve was open when it was supposed to be closed. An alarm went off. People panicked. The media did their duty. If we tell them nothing happened too soon they would defend their overreaction, call it a cover-up.

In the meantime we will get paid to work together. We can easily justify working out in the field, just the two of us. We both have boats available to us. That is where I want us to be, out there, together. Any objections?"

I certainly did not have an objection to the fact that she was not wearing a bra. "No, that was a brilliant exposition. Speaking of brilliant exposition, I can see all of your right tit."

"Yes, I know. You are the first man to see it in years."

"I am honored. We have only known each other for two months. What has happened to us?"

"We are complementary nerds. We see what the other does not, but even better we can share our thoughts effortlessly and can easily see things from the opposite viewpoint. Together we add up to more than two."

"You make it sound like love."

"There is that too," she said as she kissed me. "Thanks for the kissing me back this morning. It is not ladylike to be the first to kiss so I waited, ladylike, for you to kiss me. Then I just decided my ladylike days had expired."

I leaned over to her and as I kissed her I slid a finger into the gap at the top of her sundress and gently caressed her nipple. She moaned into the kiss. 

I withdrew my lips and finger.

"I see your gentlemanly ways have expired too," she said as her hand softly landed on my crotch.

A waitress startled us as she asked us if we wanted dessert. 

Her grin told us she obviously knew what kind of dessert we wanted. We declined, thanked her and left her a nice tip on the company credit card.

We returned to our small conference room and resumed our kissing. I soon had a breast in my hand and she had a hand on my cock. Soon after that my hands were on bare breasts and hers were on exposed cock.

I had to call time out. My explosion was imminent.

She took the opportunity to go to the restroom so I did too. I wanted to masturbate but the restroom had an attendant. We were on the same floor as the big bosses.

I left the men's room more than a bit frustrated.She had just come out of the ladies room and I followed her to our conference room. 

Since we had meetings with the bosses we had dressed up some. We had only seen each other in jeans or shorts and t-shirts until that day. She was wearing a nice sundress with sandals, she looked delicious. I was in slacks, dress shirt and sport coat. No tie, I did not own any. Still, she said I looked sharp.

When I closed the door behind us I noticed she had a handful of paper towels. I watched her open her briefcase and take an item out from the folds of the paper towels. It was her panties.

She started to put them in her briefcase but stopped and looked at me. I opened my briefcase and she threw them in.

She sat on the conference table and hiked up her dress exposing her pussy. I quickly had my cock out and was soon slowly penetrating her. We moaned into our kiss when our coupling was complete. The fuck did not start until about ten minutes later. Being in her and the kisses were more than enough for me. I lowered the top of her sundress and caressed her tits.

She eventually decided she wanted me to start our fuck. I did so slowly at first then increased my speed. Twice she emitted silent screams as her arms and legs wrapped around me in a vise grip. Twice I slowed to a halt and kissed her until she regained her breath. 

I could not give her any more rests. I plowed madly into her through two more silent screams and flooded her pussy with my cum as she shuddered with a deep groan.

We stayed in place kissing until my catatonic dick slid out of her pussy. 

The reason for the paper towels soon became obvious; there was a lot of cum and pussy juice to wipe up. We made ourselves presentable and thanked the designers of the building for their fine filtration system. The smell of sex soon left the room, we hoped.

We spent the rest of the afternoon on a large overstuffed chair, she on my lap with her tits exposed. We talked some, she napped some, and we kissed a lot. Her breasts and my mouth became intimately acquainted, as did the middle finger of my left hand and her pussy.

My still exposed cock had recovered by mid-afternoon and as soon as she noticed Marcie turned to face me and sank her pussy over my cock. I rubbed my face over her tits as she ground our pubic bones together. She had another cum and I held her tightly as she savored it.

About three minutes later she began to slam her hips on mine as she rammed my cock deep into her. Her next orgasm came quickly with muffled groans and a fierce embrace.

She had stopped her motions and we were kissing for more than a few moments when suddenly my cock erupted surprising her, and me. It added a coda to her orgasm.

We remained in place for about thirty minutes before we got up to check the condition to the stuffed chair and our clothing. We definitely needed more paper towels. 

I made that trip and came back with a loose roll.

We had resumed our cuddling when we were surprised by the secretary that had been allotted to us when over the intercom she said it was quitting time and asked if we needed anything.

I said no we did not and were about to call it a day ourselves.She wished us a good weekend and we heard doors close.

As we left the building our first two decisions as a couple were soon easily disposed, Vietnamese and my house.

She claimed that she could learn all about me by how I lived.

After dinner I followed her to her condo and waited as she packed a bag. Tidy would not be an accurate description of her condo. She soon followed me to my house. 

I lived in a small town called Felicity about seventy miles south of the Big City. My house was an older house with a veranda and a big yard.To my surprise she said it was exactly the kind of house she thought I would be living in. Neither the aquariums, the small laboratory, nor the flower and fruit gardens in the back yard surprised her. She was surprised that my kitchen was clean and my bed was made.

I asked what she had learned about me by my house. She did not answer but instead went to my bedroom, got naked and crawled in bed.

We had fucked twice and I had feasted on her tits but I had not seen her nude. She was magnificent. My eyes adored her.

Apparently the expression on my face told her something flattering, she blushed. 

I slid between her legs and kissed her pussy as I undressed. When I was naked I put my arms under her thighs and got comfortable, I intended to love her pussy until it remembered my voice even though I was not speaking.

Marcie had a prominent clit; I could easily wrap my lips around it. Her clit also seemed to be the circuit breaker of her entire nervous system; she shuddered at its slightest touch. I decided to pay oral homage to the rest of her pussy first and go for the knockout punch when my jaw began to hurt. 

She did not allow me that much time, just a few minutes after I started she grabbed my head and forced my mouth onto her clit. I wrapped my lips around it and gave it a hard French kiss. She exploded, arms, legs, tits, hair flew everywhere as a primeval groan shook the wall of my bedroom. 

I softly kissed her clit and her nether lips and waited for her to recover.When I felt her gasps for air ebb I kissed my way to her tits but did not spend much time there since my lips and tongue had been on her tits all afternoon. 

My cock slid into her as I kissed her neck. I felt rather than heard her moan."Not yet, not yet," she pleaded.

I held my position and kissed her repeatedly. Soon I felt her hips push up against mine. I wondered if that had been involuntary or if she was ready to fuck. It had been involuntary.

Her small movement had again caused her body to writhe under me as she repeated the primal groan.

I waited a bit longer then suddenly found myself ready to cum. I rammed her pussy hard and deep with my dick then began to fill her vagina with my ejaculate as I frantically continued to stab her pussy with my cock.

I was still in the midst of my orgasm when I noticed that she had no control over the motions of her body. She had not taken a breath for a while and when her release came it was accompanied by and explosion of air and a deep sob.

I rolled us to our sides and held her to me. She clung to me as if she was terrified. Her pussy walls were still going through spasms around my cock as I continued kissing her.

She had just had the most monumental orgasm I had ever witnessed and she had given me the most intense cum of my life. We were both covered with cum and fluids.

It took her about twenty minutes to force herself to move. She pushed herself away from me and staggered to the bathroom. I went to the kitchen and started a pot of coffee then joined her in the shower. 

Her body was shuddering every few minutes. I held her to me.After a while I led us out of the shower and dried our bodies. We held hands as we walked to the kitchen and I prepared our cups of coffee. I waited for her to tell me what had happened.

"I think it was a perfect storm," she said, "I was in your house, on your bed, naked. Just that part had me very, very emotionally and sexually charged. You need to know I have loved you intensely since our first day together. I want to be with you for as long as you want me. I am hoping you will want me forever."

"I would put my money on forever if I were you," I said.

She kissed me softly and smiled."You may have noticed I have a prominent clit. It is very erratic when it comes to sensitivity but most times it is only mildly so. No one has ever come close to producing the effect you just did, not even me. Until tonight my best sex had been this afternoon on the conference room table, that was excellent sex. My second best ever was on the chair. Also excellent sex.

Tonight's sex scared the hell out of me. It was as if lightning had struck me and I could not breathe. I had no control over me, the most in control person I know. I do not ever want to go through that again. I can hardly wait until you take me there again."

"You just made me think of something you said today," I said. "Together we add up to more than two. Apparently it is true of more than just our brains."

"I can agree to that," she said with a sigh.

I asked, "Just to make sure there is no misunderstanding, are we a couple well into the foreseeable future?"

"Yes, we are."

"Do you agree that my house will make a much better home than your condo?"

"I agree."

"Do you promise to do your best to keep things tidy in our home?"

"You did say do my best?"

"Yes, I did."

"I promise to do my best to keep a tidy household.""Do you see a problem with moving in tomorrow?"

"I do not."

"Do you love me?"

"Yes. Do you love me?"

"Yes."

As soon as we reached our second formal agreement of the day we shook hands, then kissed as she sat astride me on the kitchen chair. She managed to stuff my mostly dead cock into her pussy as she presented her very fine tits to my lips. We were both pleased to note that my cock was soon shaking off its lethargy and had begun to fill her pussy.

"Speaking of unforeseeable events, two months ago we were opponents in what promised to be a long drawn out war. Now we can't keep our hands off each other," I said.

"Chemistry," she said.

"Biology," I said.

A few kisses later we looked at each other and simultaneously said, "Biochemistry." We laughed and kissed. (Well, what did you expect? We told you we were nerds.)

Felicity was ten miles from the chemical plant her company oversaw. We already had an office to share in the plant and now she had a place to live.

The next day we saw our office had room for a futon so we had one brought in. We spread copies of some of the first pages from our report on our desks then went on a boat 'fact finding' tours.

We did that for five weeks. In the meantime my town fell in love with her and she fell in love with my town.

She decided she would not be going back to the city. I had her apply to teach. She was hired.

The women in town began their seduction and she succumbed with minimal effort. I expected that and didn't mind. We married and soon noticed she was pregnant, the number of women that wanted her multiplied.

Our twin sons were welcomed, most of our friends had girls.

For eighteen years we were just another married couple, then our sons went to college and we resumed our sex fueled lives. We were happy before, we were busy after.

Then we had to move.

Nothing changed except the species of some of her lovers.



Felicity Ch. 54



Dan and Patty were in a hotel in the city. They were in bed after the musical show they had attended, Wicked. 

It was a fun show and his birthday present to her. 

He had gotten the tickets before he learned she was cheating on him, before he cheated on her in revenge.

"Should we divorce?" Patty asked

."Do you want to marry him?" Dan asked.

"No, hell no. I admit it was fun but no fucking way. Thank you for not throwing a fit when you found out but I am beginning to think I would have appreciated it more if you had."

"Sorry, I was too stunned that night. Yes it did hurt me and I looked for payback but as soon as I had won the prize I lost interest."

"She still calls you."

"Sorry."

A period of silence went by until she said, "I do love you."

Dan turned to her and kissed her. "I love you. And no I don't want a divorce. I want things to go back like they were,"

"We are in our forties now. Empty nesters. We cheated, or rather I cheated and you got vengeance. We are not going back to the way we were."

"I know."

In the following silence each wondered if a divorce was the best solution, her affair still hurt him. Although his affair was justifiable it still hurt her.

"Am I pretty to you?"

"You are still the most beautiful woman I know."

"Even though I have gained ten pounds?"

"Especially because you gained ten pounds."

"My tits sag."

"I can hold them up for you anytime," he said as he lifted one and licked her nipple.

She giggled.

They were in such a good mood after their supposedly last date that they had gone to bed naked as had been their norm, but they had slept in separate beds the last five weeks.

Although each may had held a small hope for a last fuck neither had expected the other to touch them much less play.

He embraced her and kissed her again. She gave him a long loving kiss. His cock began to rise. He caressed a nipple. She kissed him again and ran her hand to his cock. She slid down his body and kissed it. He caressed her ass.

She slid his cock into her mouth and sucked him for a while; she noted his cock was just as beautiful as ever. She also noted that his cock was harder than it had been in years.

Without giving it a thought she slid up his body and sank his cock in her pussy. His was still the biggest cock to enter her.

She draped her body over his and pressed her tits to his chest.

"I hope you don't mind. I have really missed this."

"You may do that anytime and as often as you like."

He kissed her as he caressed her ass. 

"I'm sorry," she said. "It was a stupid, self-centered thing for me to do. I know you will never trust me again but please give me a chance,"?she said as she choked on a sob as a tear ran down her cheek. 

She had never considered apologizing or asking for another chance although she knew there would be no second chance unless she did. She didn't deserve him she thought.

That night as his date she had realized how much she wanted to remain his wife.

He asked himself if she was really crying.

He had not seen her ever cry except at their daughters wedding but those were tears of joy. That was a tear of anguish. He kissed it.

"You may have as many chances as you need. Just remember that I still get phone calls."

"Ouch," she said with a happy smile.

"FYI, he was not nearly as good as you in any way. I was caught in his flattery and attention at a time when you gave me neither. I should have known you were concentrating on work, trying to keep the company afloat. The light did not go on in my head until the company folded and you had to go elsewhere to work.

The good part is that I love our new town and you never have minded my pussy eating fetish."

After a few moments of silence she sighed and confessed, "It did hurt me a lot when you retaliated with your own affair. 

I knew I had it coming but she is prettier and younger than me and I knew how good a lover you can be. I was afraid of her, afraid I would never get you back."

He did not say anything, just kissed her.

She began a slow, delicate fuck. She half expected him to stop her.

Instead he was soon fighting to keep it together. She briefly stopped to assist him in that and resumed when his crisis had passed.

It was fifteen minutes before her first orgasm hit. They kissed.

He coaxed her onto her back and slid down to her pussy. He decided he was not in a hurry so he kissed his way from thigh to thigh giving her pussy deep French kisses a he went by.

She had another orgasm.

He kissed his way to her tits and loved them gently then gently bit her nipple. As soon as his finger touched her clit she had another orgasm. 

He slid up and slid his cock into her and kissed her with passion. He took very long and very slow strokes into her until she had another cum then he slid back down to her pussy and repeated the process.

As he fucked her the second time he increased the speed and force of his strokes until she began to have a train of cums.

He kissed her hard and filled her pussy with his ejaculate. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and gave him the most love filled kiss of their life.

He slid off her and pulled her to him in a spooning position. He kissed her neck and caressed her breasts.

"I love you," she said.

"I love you," he said.

Both slept well.

When he woke up that next Saturday morning she was sucking his dick.

"Good morning," she said after she noted he was awake.

She again straddled him and slid his cock into her pussy and sat up.

"What were your plans for today."

"Golf with Adrian as usual."

"Lets stay in The City a little longer. How about going dress shopping with me and fucking me in the dressing room."

"Who are you and what have you done with my wife."

"You changed her last night. You loved her and fucked her to her best night of sex ever. The woman with your cock in her pussy wants more and wants it in places we have never considered before. So suck it up.

Hey, damn good idea I just had."

She turned them to a sixty-nine and resumed sucking his cock. He found her clit and pressed his lips around it and did his own sucking. 

She had an orgasm and he warned her of the one fast approaching him. She took it in her mouth and sucked him dry. She kept sucking him as his cock began to wilt so he took her clit for another ride. 

She released his cock when she moaned through her second orgasm. He turned her around and she tried to direct his kiss to her cheek but he held her face and kissed her lips hard, tasting himself in her.

She groaned and slid her pussy over his cock. It was the most dramatic kiss either of them had ever shared.

She just lay on him for a while then said, "Wow.

"'Yes," he said

."Shower, coffee, shopping, fuck. Call Adrian and tell him you have a better offer." Then with a sudden look of concern added, "Please."

He joined her in the shower after the phone call and they soaped and rinsed each other then went to the couch naked. More than twenty years had passed since they had last done so.

They sat and drank coffee and kissed.

After they began a second cup of coffee he sank to the floor in front of her and kissed her pussy between sips. When he finished his cup he sucked her clit again. Her orgasm was immediate and hard. She put the cup down but on its side spilling what was left. She was pulling his head to her pussy forcefully.

As she staggered up after her strong orgasm he noted some of the coffee had soaked her ass. He licked it off.

She jumped on him and devoured him with kisses as they rolled on the carpet.

They wiped up the leather couch and made another pot of coffee.

They sat on the couch naked with legs intertwined and read the complimentary newspaper.

"Look baby, these two stores are direct competitors and one is having a sale and the other is not. The one with no sale will not be very busy especially as they open. We have the opportunity for a long fuck."

"We may need to wait a bit. I am completely out of bullets."

"OK, eleven thirty or so should still be safe. We can check-out first."

"What made you decide you wanted to suck me off?"

"I had never done so and you deserved the treat. What made you decide to kiss me afterward?"

"I wanted to be sure you knew I loved it."

"You could have just bought me a dress."

"If you think about it a dress would pale against the kiss."

She smiled and nodded in agreement. She sat on his lap and they kissed for several minutes.

"Lets go to the sports store and get good walking sneakers first," he said.

Her surprise was quickly replaced by her enthusiasm and after a long kiss they got up, packed up and checked-out. They went to a large sporting goods store and bought one hundred dollar sneakers, and socks, and shorts and t-shirts.

From there they went to the mall and found that the store she had targeted was nearly deserted. She walked to the ladies section, grabbed a dress and led him to the dressing rooms.

She quickly got naked, made him naked from the waist down, put her foot on a bench then pulled his cock into her.

Her adventure had her very horny and led her to a quick orgasm, but Dan was just getting into it so she put her hands on the bench and urged him to fuck her from behind, something they had seldom done and had not for more than ten years.

He had a quick orgasm himself as Pat was having her second.

He sat and she sat on his lap.

"That was very nice. I'm glad you talked me into it." She said and gave him a long kiss.

He softly slapped her naked butt and laughed then kissed her back.

She stood up and took a look at the dress she had brought in with her. On a whim she tried it on and he said, "Wow, you look great in that. Let's get it."

She kissed him and after he put his khaki shorts on he left the dressing room. Pat emerged a few moments later and they held hands to the register.

He took them to a restaurant by the bay for lunch and reminded each other why he sat to her left. Her left hand dropped to his crotch as they ate.

They walked the boardwalk for a bit then went home.

Her hand was on his crotch for most of the hour trip back to Felicity. That had been normal for many years. That was the first such caress in at least five years.

In their bedroom at home they took their clothes off and once again sat on a couch naked. They watched the early afternoon news then she complained she had eaten too much so he pulled her up and said, "Lets walk."

On the trail they did not pretend to be doing exercise. They strolled side by side holding hands and talked about their work, their friends, and their love for each other. It was the first time in their long relationship that their love had been the subject of conversation.

They did end up walking the entire one-mile trail around their cloverleaf and went home. They took a shower together and again sat naked on the couch and watched TV.

She had his cock hard before the late news began so they went to bed.

She did all the fucking that night and she fucked herself out.

His three orgasms in less than twenty-four hours had given him stamina and had made him less greedy. He had not cum.

"One for the morning," he thought.

It was not to be, twenty minutes later Pat had recovered and gave him the longest most loving blowjob in his life. 

After swallowing she slid up his body, allowed his slowly wilting cock to slip into her, then gave him a lengthy kiss.

They each managed an "I love you" before falling asleep.

Each knew it was their best day in many years or possibly ever.

?Each was determined to make the next day better.

Walks around the neighborhood became normal routine. Three months later they had stretched the walk to three circuits. They lost weight, became stronger, healthier, and hungered for each other more intensely. She wanted him often and he learned to control his cock better.

Six months later their affairs had become inconsequential data. 

Three months after that they renewed their vows and went on their second honeymoon.

It was not until then that his lover stopped calling.



Felicity Ch. 55



Chapter 55: Ivy

I was alone walking in a clothing optional beach on a Mediterranean island. I am not an exhibitionist but I had always wanted to walk around naked in public. Although I now had a slight beer belly I still had a swimmers body and a cock slightly above average size so I was comfortable from the start. 

I was somewhat disappointed that most women were middle aged or older and accompanied by their husbands until I noted a couple fucking in the sand to an audience.

I joined the voyeurs and watched for a while then moved on. Less than a hundred meters away there was a woman on her knees with a cock in each hand and one in her mouth. I watched her for a while then moved on.

A guy that had also been watching walked along with me and said, "The guy with the camera is her husband. He said they do that once a year. There are several such couples here every day. That one sucked me off yesterday. I am now on my way to see if the prettiest one is here with her boyfriend, a guy told me she sometimes allows a guy to fuck her."

"I take it her boyfriend does not mind?"

"No, like the one we just saw he films her escapades."

When we came to them we saw she was on her knees surrounded by hard cocks. My companion got a handjob as I watched her get the guys off. 

I had an erection but did not feel like intruding so I stood aside and watched.

The guy had been right, she was easily the prettiest woman on the beach and had fine tits.

I noticed that her boyfriend was more interested in filming the hard cocks than the girl's ministrations to them. When she had gotten seven men off she stood and walked to the water covered with cum.

"I'm sorry I missed you," she said as she walked past me.

"Not a problem, I enjoyed the show. I assume you enjoyed giving it."

"Yes but it is very tiring. Fortunately Wayne takes care of the ones that come late. He is inside the tent if you are interested."

"No, I'm fine."

"Your cock doesn't look like it's fine."

"No, but it is. But I do expect it will stay that way until we separate."

She giggled as I followed her into the water. We splashed around and did some swimming until I said, "My name is Steve and I'm from Texas."

"I am Ivy from Liverpool. Your first time here?"

"Yes, in fact my first time in Europe. I am here taking a break from museums and works of art, oh, not that you are not a work of art."

"Nice recovery. I'm staying at the Persuader Inn. And you?"

"Next door at the Nautilus."

"Take me to dinner tonight."

"OK, I will be glad to do so but my guess is your boyfriend may have some reservations about that."

"He is not my boyfriend, he is my cousin and he is gay."

"Would seven be too early for you?"

"No, we can walk around first."

"How long have you been here?"

"We came in yesterday. This is our second trip to this island. Today was my second day with guests on the beach. And you?"

"Got here this morning."

"I found a great place for dinner but my cousin is allergic to sea food. I hope you're not."

"I love sea food."

We swam around some more and talked about jobs and fetishes. I had seen hers she said. I admitted that watching her had been very uplifting.

She groaned and squeezed my cock hard then splashed me. I splashed her back.We had been in the water for an hour when she noticed her cousin was taking the tent down.

"He is ready to go," Ivy said.

I walked out with her and met her cousin Wayne. He seemed to be confused by my presence next to Ivy but accepted me after he glanced at my semi-erect cock. Ivy gave me a rueful smile.

The three of us put on shorts and I walked back to the shuttle pick up area with them and got in the mini-bus to the hotels. Ivy did not cover tits with a towel until she was in the vehicle.

She sat with me on the bus. 

She asked me about my friend, he had really wanted to fuck her.

I told her I had no idea who the guy was, that I had just left watching a middle age lady servicing cocks and he joined me in my walk.

"He had told me that you sometimes fuck on the beach and had his hopes and cock ready for you."

She said, "Wayne is the one that fucks on the beach, or gets fucked on the beach. I am sure you saw the cum oozing out of his ass when he turned to put his shorts on. He was announcing he was available to you. Interested?"

"Humm, no thanks."

"I will be in the lobby at seven," Ivy said before giving me a quick kiss on the lips then leaving me in the bus.

My hotel was next door so I jumped up and walked her to her hotel door. I held the door for her as she went in and got another kiss on the lips.

I had to walk to my hotel with my towel covering my once again very erect cock.

She was waiting for me at seven but was wearing just a t-shirt. She took my hand and led me to her room. As soon as we got in she sat on the edge of the bed, pulled down my khaki shorts and slid my cock into her mouth.

She paused long enough to say, "I thought I would keep you from walking around all night with an erection."

I groaned and caressed her shoulder and she stopped. 

"I was right, you really need this."

"She took off her shirt then began to masturbate me until I covered her tits with cum.

"Feel better? She asked.

"Not yet, I answered and knelt on the floor and began to devour her pussy. She apparently needed that as much as I needed her blowjob and was soon in mid orgasm.

We paused for air as I wrapped my arms around her and rubbed her hairless pussy with my face.

"We need a shower," she said.

We took a quick shower with minimum play and got dressed. Before leaving her room I stopped her, wrapped my arms around her and gave her a long soft kiss. We walked to the seafood place hand in hand.

During our walk she told me it was her husband that had triggered her fetish. He had always cum on her tits when she was in her period but after a year or so he had begun to pull out to cum on her pussy, not in it. 

She had decided she liked cum on her skin.

She related that, "Once when three of his buddies were in our flat he offered my tits to them. I was embarrassed but aroused so I allowed the guys play with them. Over time they began to pull out their cocks as they played with my tits and soon they were cumming on them.

A couple of months later I was naked kneeling on the floor with a cock in each hand and my husbands cock in my mouth. He began to give a friend a turn in my mouth and I went along with that.

They decided they wanted to fuck me. 

I said no. 

They decided to fuck me anyway.

My husband held me down for them. 

The next morning I took all his money out of the bank and filed for divorce. I told all of the men's wives everything they had done. All of them divorced.?

I had to leave London of course so I moved in with Wayne in Liverpool. 

I found a nice job there but Wayne loves having me around so I have stayed with him. His lovers don't mind me and I get to see gay sex at times. 

When I told him my fetish he tried to humor me but couldn't get an erection. He told me about dogging but I found it too dangerous.

Then we found this island on the Internet. One trip a year is all I need. You will be the first man to fuck me since I was raped. Please be gentle."

I kissed her softly. She kissed me back.

We arrived at the restaurant and I noticed the clientele was mostly couples. We were a couple however temporary so we felt at ease.

Dinner was fabulous and after a couple of drinks I asked her if she wanted to go someplace and dance.

"No, I'm too horny for you. Maybe after we make love."

I gave her another long soft kiss. We walked back to my hotel; it was closer, and immediately became naked. We lay side-by-side and kissed as we caressed each other's body. I felt her relax. I kissed my way to her tits, loved them then kissed my way to her pussy.

Her clit was big enough to enable me to hold it between my lips. Her body reacted violently and I spent some time sucking it until she begged me to stop. 

I kissed me way back up to her lips and kissed her as I turned us over with her on top. My cock slid into her pussy. 

She groaned.

"I had suspected I was multi-orgasmic but that was ridiculous. I must have cum seven times. Eight now, I had another as you slid into me. Thanks for putting me on top, my ex would not allow it."

"It's my favorite position, I get to play with your tits and see you cum. You may always assume you can be on top."

She kissed me and before the kiss ended she was fucking me. My hands went to her ass and I pressed down with each of her down-strokes. She moaned.

She had a nice orgasm then a loud and intense orgasm. Hers was waning as mine came. 

My first ejaculation went deep into her pussy. 

I lifted her hips and allowed my cock to slip out and lie along her pussy lips. My next five volleys squeezed between us. 

She had another orgasm.

I rolled us to our sides and kissed her between gulps of air.

"Spend the night," I said.

"I have no intention of going anywhere," she said.

We slept.

She was sucking my cock when I awoke the next morning. When I ran my fingers through her hair she looked up and smiled at me.

"Thanks for eating my pussy again early this morning. I thought I was dreaming until I felt your lips around my clit. I hope I didn't hurt you when I had my orgasm."

"Not a problem, I have had a broken nose before."

I pulled her up to me and kissed her then as soon as my cock slid into her pussy I turned us over. I sat on my knees and placed her legs on my shoulders. I began a slow deep fuck.

She had an orgasms within the first ten strokes then as she was coming out of it I slid my cock out of her pussy and sprayed my cum over her tits. 

She moaned.

I slid my cock back into her pussy and fucked her hard until she had another orgasm. I allowed her legs to fall and covered her body with mine. We kissed.

"What are your plans for today? I asked as we cuddled on our sides.

"Well, they were to go back to the beach and get covered with cum again. Now they are to get as much of your cum in and on me until I have to get back on a plane. I need to be back to work on Monday."

"It is Wednesday morning, No real hurry yet. Was Wayne going to need you as bait?"

"Oh, yes he was."

"I don't mind if you attract a crowd for him. I would prefer that the only cock in your mouth be mine but it's OK if you want to suck someone else."

"Am I our girl for the week?"

"Absolutely. Lets take a shower and find breakfast."

We met Wayne at their hotel breakfast room and he stayed in a stunned and confused state until we boarded the shuttle to the beach. I helped him set up the tent and saw Ivy attract an audience by masturbating on the sand. 

As soon as she had an orgasm I stood in front of her and she swallowed my cock. I soon had guys on either side of me and Ivy took their cocks and masturbated them. As soon as they covered her with cum two other guys replaced them. 

After they shot cum on her she looked behind her to see if Wayne had a cock to play with. He had three not including his own.

She stood and took my hand leading us to the water. She wrapped her body around mine and slid my cock into her. We were in water just barely to her ass; anyone could see we were fucking. We fucked anyway.

I was pulling out of her when she moaned, "No, in me, in me."

Her orgasm would not release us for a while. We sank into the water trembling.

"Lets tell Wayne we are leaving," she said.

We found Wayne in the tent with a cock up his ass and a cock down his mouth.

"We are leaving. Stay as long as you like. Love you, bye," she said as she kissed his cheek.

Ivy and I remained naked until we got to the beach boundary then put our shorts on. That day she wrapped her towel around her before we went to the shuttle stop. I thought that had some significance but decided not to ask.

We went to her room first and I helped her pack before we returned to my room. My hotel was a step and a half in quality above hers. 

We put her stuff away and went to bed and napped.

We cuddled when we awoke and talked between kisses. 

"I was embarrassed when the guys sprayed me with you standing there. I had never felt that way before. That was my last such adventure for this trip. I know we are not but I want us to be real couple we while I am here."

"I'm sorry you were embarrassed. I did not want to impede your fun."

"Don't be, you are my fun."

We began to kiss and I decided I needed to eat her pussy for a while. She was insatiable and I had to stop when my jaw got sore.

She felt the need to suck my cock back to life and kept it up until she had again swallowed and my cock expired.

She moaned when I pulled her up to me and kissed her hard.My cum didn't taste all that bad, at least not bad enough to keep me from kissing her.

We got up and went to the concierge desk and booked activities for us through Saturday. We went to lunch then took the tour to the ruins of the ancient city. 

We acted like all the other couples including cock gropes and nipple squeezes. We kissed a lot.

Another couple said they were newlyweds too and asked if we had been to the nude beach. Ivy said we had but that as exiting as it was the first day we were pretty much done with it after the second day.

"Is it true that there is public sex there?"

"Yes, it is. I saw a married couple having sex to an audience and saw a woman giving handjobs to a bunch of men," I said.

"It is a perfect voyeurs beach," Ivy added.

?"Yes, go at least once. It is safe and you will have fun."

The couple smiled at each other then thanked us.

"You did not tell them who it was you saw covered in cum."

"Well there is no point in telling them since we are going to be snorkeling tomorrow."

She swatted then squeezed my butt.

We went back to the seafood restaurant and saw Wayne there with a very pretty young man. We waved and he gave us a big grin. 

I thought the guy with him must be important since he was in a seafood place with limited non seafood choices in the menu.

"We need to ask him about that tomorrow. I get the feeling he has also been to the nude beach for the last time already," Ivy said confirming my suspicions.

We took our time eating dinner then went to their bar and had a couple of drinks and danced to a slow song even though there was no dance floor. When we stopped we noticed that we were not the only ones dancing.

"We must be a bad influence on people; first we send a young couple to sin beach and now we lead several of them to take liberties with the establishment," I said.

"Right you are," Ivy said then gave me a passionate kiss in front of everybody. 

I am sure my erection was obvious for all to see as we left.

We hurried to get naked in bed but then slowed the pace as we cuddled. We kissed as she rolled me onto my back then mounted me. My cock slid into her before ending the kiss.

"I love your kisses. You obviously love kissing me and apparently I was famished for them. Thanks, And thanks for the way you love my pussy and love my tits. Thanks for caressing my ass while we are out. 

I truly love that. Most of all, thanks for liking me. 

I know I will never forget you."

Her kiss was time stopping. I had not realized she was fucking me until she groaned into the kiss and her pussy strangled my cock.

We continued the kiss even though she had a difficult time catching her breath."I love being in your arms," she finally said.

"I love having you in my arms," I said.

The kiss and the fuck resumed. Her next orgasm was soft but very long lasting. I took advantage of her state by rolling us over and kissing my way to her pussy. I kissed those lips softly then gave her pussy deep diving tongue kisses. I stayed away from her clit until she was careening to orgasm then I slurped it between my lips.

I was afraid she may have really broken my nose that time but I did not have time to worry because she immediately rolled us back over and began the most frantic, passionate, loud fuck I had ever experienced. 

My cum went inside her. 

After our orgasms released us for least an hour afterward we were still trembling with aftershocks. We were bathed in cum and fluids but did not care; we went to sleep as we were.

She was staring at me when I woke up.

"I may have broken your nose this time, you have faintly black eyes. At least I know I did not kill your cock, it is stirring in my hand. 

Our fucks take up all of the top ten spots in my life. Number eleven is coming up now."

She straddled me and began loving me. I caressed her as I wondered if we had already fucked ten times. I was sure all were in my top ten too.

I wondered what I could do about her

."Confess asshole!" a strident voice yelled at me inside my brain.

"Confess what?"

"Asshole!"

I hugged Ivy to me and kissed her. I pressed her ass to me and stopped her fuck. We stared into each other's eyes. She had tears in hers.

"I'm afraid I have fallen madly in love with you," she said.

I confessed. "I am in love with you."

We kissed as her tears covered my face. 

We had intense orgasms even though we had stopped fucking.

We went to the shower and kissed at every opportunity as we tried to get our sex juices off our bodies. They had become sticky.

We dried, dressed and went for breakfast. We wondered how we were going to make things work between us.

At our table I said, "I make about thirty thousand pounds as a teacher on the Texas Gulf coast. I live in an ideal town called Felicity amid the best people you would ever want to meet. The women in particular would love you. Literally."

"Really?" she asked with wide eyes.

"True. Plus finding a job would not be that difficult for you, our little town is booming. I have a nice patio home easily big enough for both of us. Your turn."

"I have nothing to compare to that. We seldom see the sun but can often smell the air. Liverpool is a noisy and at times dangerous very large city."

"So, you are coming home to me. I will be waiting for you after you give notice at work."

"I will do that now," she said and dialed her cell phone. Whoever she talked to understood and told her she did not have to come back.

I called my airline and asked for a second seat back home. The lady managed to put us together on the plane.

Ivy and I found ourselves just staring at each other with big grins on our faces.

"Marry me please," I finally said.

"Yes, yes, yes," she shouted and devoured me with her kiss.

We apparently were the highlight of the breakfast room that morning.

We spent the day snorkeling and kissing and caressing each others ass, pretty much what most other couples around us were doing.

"I want a nice engagement ring, I have never had one," she said that night between orgasms.

"We have an artist in town that will please you with her craftsmanship."

"Will I be the only Englishwoman in town?"

"No, there are at least four others. Our little town has people from all over the world."

"Would you mind if I allow myself to be seduced by a woman?"

"A few may consider you rude if you don't, I expect it to happen within the week we get there. Of course I would not mind."

"Do you really love me?"

"Yes. Are you really going to marry me?"

"Yes. Where?"

"Las Vegas. We may stay there for a few days."

"Do you think we could leave early?"

"Lets find out in the morning," I said and began to fuck her with passion. 

After our morning fuck we dressed and walked to the travel agency in the big resort.

"It may cost you money to do this but give me your passports and come back in an hour or so. I will know by then," the agent said.

We left her with the problem and went to find Wayne. He and his new friend were in his room, naked. 




Felicity Ch. 55



We told them not to bother getting dressed then Ivy explained what we were doing.

Wayne burst into tears but apologized saying they were tears of happiness.

He promised Ivy he would send her requested stuff and I gave him the address.

His new friend was named Liam and was from Toronto. His hand never ceased touching Wayne's body. I was sure he did not know he was doing that. 

I also noted that Wayne kept himself close enough for Liam to reach him. I didn't think Wayne knew he was doing that either.

Ivy saw it too.

"So, where are you two going to settle?" she asked.

"We haven't...." Wayne began but was interrupted when Liam said, "Toronto."

Wayne broke into a big grin then Ivy kissed both and pulled me out of the door.

An hour and a half had passed when we got back to the travel agent. 

She said, "You need to hurry and pack and get to the air strip and catch the plane to Barcelona. Here are the plane passes and your tickets for an Air France fight to Houston early in the morning. It costs you fifty dollars total and that was for transfer fees. They accepted the tickets you already had."

Ivy and I kissed her hard then ran to our hotel and packed then got a cab to the airstrip. We made it to the last shuttle plane to Barcelona and spent the night there. 

The next afternoon we were getting into my car at the long-term lot at Houston's international airport and driving home.Ivy marveled at the city as we drove south. 

"Ooh," she said as she looked at the houses as I drove through my neighborhood.

She cried when I carried her through the threshold.

She cried when she walked through her new home in disbelief at the size and its amenities.

She cried as she devoured me the rest of the day.

I still had six weeks of vacation so she had time to become acclimated. 

I took her to a new restaurant every evening just so she could meet new people. 

A woman named Fiona seduced her twice that first week, the second was along with her short redheaded partner. 

The woman had been a very famous model Ivy told me. She also told me not to tell anyone but I already knew that was one of the towns many secrets.

?The following week Ivy had a new engagement ring that made her cry.

Three weeks later she was at a new British friends swimming pool taking part in a lesbian orgy. 

As exhausted as she was when she returned she still found the energy to ravish me.

Apparently those rumors were true.

Wayne and Liam joined us in Las Vegas for our wedding. All the women loved them.

Nine women from our town had come over for our wedding. Ivy said that was more than she would expect had we married in London.I had four buddies and their wives there, all teachers.

All thought we were perfect for each other. Two of the wives had already loved Ivy.

We spent four days in Vegas and saw a show each night. We fucked a lot.

By the time school resumed she had a job that she loved as a bookkeeper for the resort although she worked in a CPA's office. 

We settled into our marriage and a working couple routine and fucked often.

A Sunday afternoon that late October we sat in our patio drinking wine as we admired my flowers. A cool front had just gone past making our skin tingle. We were naked.

"I can't believe we are going to fuck again when we finish our wine," Ivy said.

"It's your fault. Every time I see you naked I get an erection."

"That's why I am always naked."

"I wonder how long we can keep this up?"

"We are still in our thirties. We have another thirty years to fuck as often as we want. Your cock is still gorgeous and alert."

"Your tits are still delicious and so is your pussy."

"Everyone says that. By the way, did you enjoy our visit from Helen yesterday?"

"Yes, I did not expect her to be naked under her raincoat and did not expect her to eat you on the living room sofa," I answered.

"She was pleased when you took your cock out as you watched us.

?She was shocked when you covered my tits with cum but loved rubbing her tits over mine. I am definitely in the right town."

"With the right husband."

"Most true. I love you. Are you ready?"

"Yes, let's fuck here."

"Brilliant," she said as she sat on the patio table. 



Felicity Ch. 56



Chapter 56: Fred and Daphne

They were stepbrother and sister only they weren't. Both were over twenty-one when their parents married, in fact he was twenty four and a science teacher and she was twenty three and an English teacher. 

They worked in the same school district but at different schools. 

They did not know each other.

They hated their parent's new spouse and knew the reason was because they no longer were the apple of their parent's eyes. But neither would admit to crass jealousy so they invented character flaws for their parent's new love, even though they had never met them.

Fred and his Mother Velma clung to each other for six years after their husband abandoned them when Fred was just in intermediate school. 

Velma had sworn to become self-sufficient and had become somewhat wealthy in real estate. She had financed and supported Fred through college. 

They were as close as a mother and son get. 

Yet they had not lived together in five years.

Daphne and Mike managed to make it through the death of their mother and wife. Samantha had become ill when Daphne was only eight years old and died three years later. 

The slow and inevitable death of the most important person in their lives had bonded them together as tightly as a father and daughter could be. 

They had not lived together in four years.

The kids were living on their own and only visited with their parents on rare occasions although they kept in regular touch.

Fred lived eighty miles from his mother and Daphne lived eighty four miles away from her father.

The small First Felicity Bank had just hired her father Mike as first vice president, coincidentally in the town Velma lived in. When Mike decided to buy a patio home he used Velma as the realtor. 

He had come to accept the love of his life was gone and would not return. However it had been more than ten years so he was looking around, not for her replacement but for companionship.

When Daphne went off to college several women had targeted him as their next, he got laid often. 

He had changed careers and began to make better money. He was handsome and considerate.

Yet he felt like a sitting duck so he decided to flee and moved to the coastal town as soon as he had secured a job.

Velma knew his loss was very different from hers but was at least as traumatic. She had lived in fear her ex would come back and had moved to the coastal town when Fred graduated from high school.

She empathized with Mike and dropped her saleswoman persona for him. She had not had sex with a man in nearly ten years and was horny for one. 

The problem was that she did not trust them.

The first home Velma had shown Mike he had decided would do just fine but became unavailable when the owners decided to reconcile. 

Mike and Velma knew then that if he had bought the house they were not likely to meet again. 

Both voiced disappointment and frustration but were secretly happy they would need to continue meeting. They had gotten along well from the start.

She began to show him properties that had major drawbacks explaining that was all that had come up for sale. She made a point of showing him the problems and gave him estimates of what it would cost to fix them. She may have exaggerated the problems and the cost a little bit.

He suspected she was exaggerating the problems but praised her for working so hard for him. He began to kiss her cheek at each greeting and farewell. 

At least once a week she needed to talk to him about something. She would see him at the bank just before noon and take him out to lunch.

At least once a week he would go to her office after work to go over something. He would take her out to dinner.

She was charmed by his humor and demeanor and she loved that he treated her with respect. She loved when he put his hand on the small of her back when he opened doors for her.

Two months into the process she showed him a home that was just two doors from her own patio home but he found something or other he did not like. She had been hoping he would buy it and was disappointed, feeling like she had been rejected, until she realized he did not know where she lived.

"He had found problems because he did not want our relationship to end," she thought, she hoped.

Velma decided to take a chance and invited him over for dinner. He was very surprised when she left the car on the driveway of the home for sale and walked past one house and into the next. 

He saw they would be neighbors

.He helped her prepare dinner, the first man to ever do so. After a very fine dinner he asked to see the property again the next day. 

She was so happy she kissed his cheek. His kiss to Velma landed on her lips. She had turned her head as she saw it coming. 

He didn't want it to end and she didn't want it to end it so the kiss continued until they were naked in bed.

That night ended up with them just ravishing each other.

She stopped searching for homes for Mike and he had begun to stay the night at her house now and then. They held hands while in public.

A month of long and sometimes tearful talks inter-sped with gentle lovemaking and wild sex later he asked her to marry him. 

She went into a long rant on how it would never work between them but she was just arguing with herself. All through her rant he held her hand and never said a word.

"Do you really love me?" She finally asked.

"Yes, more than I could imagine I would love anyone again."

"Promise you would never leave me."

"I can't, I might die first."

"Asshole," she said and kissed him. "When?"

"I need a place to live in this town so tomorrow would be good."

"Asshole," she said and kissed him again.

She knew he had the money to buy anything he wanted anytime he wanted but he had been living at a bed and breakfast for three months. He had been waiting on her.

"Where would such ceremony take place on such short notice?" Velma asked."

Vegas, several people have told me stories about couples going to Vegas and marrying on the spur of the moment. All of those marriages seem to be working well. That and I have always wanted to see the Cirque shows."

"I know those people and all of them are younger than we are."

"So we have a better chance of making it work. Maybe the Blue Man Group show too."

"You would need to add Celine's show to that list."

"Aww, do I have too?"

"Yes you do."

"Well OK, you bully. I will leave you to pack and I will return in ten minutes. I will call Southwest and see if they have a couple of seats. 

I love you. I will always be the husband you have wanted."

They kissed and she packed a bag then called her associate Amanda and left her a message that she would be gone for a week. 

She was dialing her son's number when Mike ran in and said, "Let's go. Our ride leaves the airport in five minutes."

Mike had called the bank president to tell her he was running away to get married and when he said Vegas she told him there was a plane at the Felicity airport getting ready to take townspeople to Vegas for a concert.

They made it in seven minutes but the plane was still waiting on them.

Velma knew everyone on the plane and she introduced Mike to all as soon as the seat belt sign went off. All her friends enthusiastically approved of their impending marriage and all promised to attend the ceremony before they were asked, even the two women she admired and trusted most. 

A good friend told her, "It's about fucking time. Another week of cowardice on your part and I would have gone after him myself."

Before they returned to their seats she knew she had made the right decision. 

As the plane was making its approach to Vegas it occurred to Velma she had never agreed to marry him.

"You know, I haven't accepted your marriage proposal."

"Oh no, people will think we got the plane ride for evil purposes. You better not say anything and marry me anyway and avoid a scandal."

"That does seem to be the safest route to take. OK, I'll marry you."

They kissed until the plane pulled up to the gate.They were at their room in Caesar's before they called their children. Both told their parent they could not make it to their wedding. 

Mike and Velma understood their children were upset over being 'the last to know' and simply expressed their disappointment to them.

Their children were very hurt they had not been consulted and been given veto power. They had felt it was their duty to protect their parent and had been bypassed. 

Daphne cried for nearly an hour. Fred almost did.

Mike and Velma invited them to come to the town and meet their new spouse when they were ready. Neither of the children was ready until Christmas.

Daphne and Fred were polite to each other and their parent's new spouse but all could see it was an act. They left for home the same day.

By then Daphne and Fred could not in good conscience blame their parents, they had lived alone for years and they now lived eighty miles away. Still their resentment remained.

During the short visit Daphne and Fred were very surprised when they learned that they worked in the same school district and lived just ten minutes apart from each other. Each had already resolved to never see the other again.

Velma called her son and spoke to him every week. 

Mike called Daphne every week. 

Neither came to visit until summer vacation and coincidentally came on the same weekend. They were very surprised to see the other when they met their parents at an Italian restaurant.

"Oh, did you two come together," Velma asked.

"No," was the emphatic response from each.

"I see," was Velma's response. 

Fred and Daphne knew she had not liked the tone of their answer at all.

Mike said, "Well at least we are together. Try the shrimp linguini, it is our favorite."

In an effort to keep the peace both ordered it. 

During dinner a lot of people came by the table and kissed Velma and Mike with love. They introduced their children to all and all of them welcomed them to the town. 

Fred was about to say they were not moving to the town but his mother's glare told him he better not. Daphne saw that same look on her fathers face and decided to be polite and pleasant from that point on.

They all were still enjoying the dinner when a tall woman ran in, picked up an order then ran out.

"That was Melody," a stunned Daphne said.

They all looked out the window and when Melody saw Mike and Velma she waved at them and jumped into a car and sped off.

Velma and Mike were chuckling to themselves. "I wonder how long it will take for her to realize she is still in costume,"

Velma asked no one in particular.

"Why is Melody here? In this town," Daphne asked.

Mike said, "Because her recording studio and her money are here. She is shooting a video today."

"Wow. Can we see the taping?"

"No. You need a pass and only Ruthie and Sean give those out," Velma said.

"Who are they?"

"Her personal manager and her husband, the band manager. My guess is that they just finished the video and we know they are addicted to shrimp linguini. He would be busy setting up playback and she came to get it so they can have lunch while they watch."

"You two sound like you know her."

"We do," Velma said. "When we went to Vegas to get married we ended up on a plane from here taking a lot of friends to her concert at Caesar's. Our friends took us to the show then back stage after the show and we met them and the whole band."

Velma did not say that their children missed the same opportunity but saw that both realized that. 

Mike said, "All of the people that came by to say hello to us have gone there too. This is the friendliest town in the world, we love everybody here."

"You know, this shrimp linguini is excellent," Fred said.

Daphne shook her head in agreement and finished hers quickly.

The restaurant's manager/owner came by and Daphne and Fred were introduced. She said hi to them then kissed Velma and Mike on the lips. 

"Did you see the dingbat in costume?" She asked.

"Yeah, we don't think she will ever notice when she does that. I have lived here for seven years now and have seen that three times," Velma said. 

"Who made today's tiramisu?"

"Julian did."

"Bring us two for us to share, please. And tell Julian we love him."

"Flirting with my husband again I see," she said, kissed Velma on the lips again then walked to the kitchen area. 

A tall handsome man looked up and waved at them from the kitchen. Velma and Mike waved back.

Velma told the children, "His tiramisu is so rich we can not finish one by ourselves so we share. We figure that would be true for you too but if you wish your own please order a second."Daphne said, 

"If it's as rich as you say we better taste it first"

"What is tiramisu?" Fred asked.

"A pastry of sorts, here they come, a bite will tell you all you need to know."

Without being aware of it Daphne and Fred had relaxed and were now a bit more than civil to each other. 

They shared the dessert but Fred could handle only a third of it. Daphne gladly ate the other two thirds. 

Both noticed that their parents had done the same.

When they left the restaurant Daphne reminded her father he had not paid. Velma explained that they were among many people that had an account that automatically deducted their bills plus fifteen percent from their checking account. 

"They must know you well," Fred said.

Mike answered, "They do now but they suggested I set that up the first time I came here with your mother. They decided that if she liked me they liked me."

Most of the resentment Fred had for him vanished. 

All of Daphne's resentment for Velma vanished.

They also found it difficult to hang on to their resentment of each other.

Velma and Mike led them on a walk to the resort. Both were kissed and hugged several times and they had introduced their children. 

Two young ladies kissed Daphne on the lips when introduced.

"Don't worry about it," Velma said to her as they walked on. "Yes those two are lesbians but you noticed they kissed your father too. Like most people in this town they don't hold back their feelings for anyone. If they like you they will kiss you. If you are new to town they will kiss you unless you stop them. You didn't. Expect every lady to kiss your lips."

"Mom, I didn't get kissed," Fred said.

"That's because they assumed Daphne was your girl. They will ask her permission first then if Daphne says OK they will kiss you too."

"You better say OK," Fred said to Daphne.

"I'll think about it," she said with a mischievous smile. 

"I had wondered what the look they gave me was about."

As they walked past the studio Velma pointed it out to the children then as they walked past the next building Velma said, "The top floor of this building has a nightclub. You two may wish to come here tonight, Mike and I can loan you our VIP passes. Melody's video was recorded up there. The smaller of the two blondes that just kissed you owns the club.

The club is a fun place even for old people," Velma said.

Fred and Daphne tried to picture their parents at a dance club but could not.

Their parents kissed their way through the resort then sat on the covered porch and joined others watching Melody's video on a big screen TV. 

Mike and Velma ordered mojitos for themselves. Fred ordered a beer and Daphne ordered a red wine.

It did not take long for the children to see they were watching a raw unedited video. There were flubs, unaccounted noises and lots of laughter among the performers and viewers. 

They had to start over three times, once after Melody made up the lyrics as she sang the song.

A tall handsome redheaded guy walked up to her and pretended to strangle her as a former top star swatted her butt. Daphne was about to be concerned then saw everyone was laughing their head off.

"That's Sean. Her popularity has soared since he took over the band. Her demeanor has also changed, she used to be a diva, a Prima Dona and a perfectionist."

"Ooh, Sean just kissed her," Daphne exclaimed.

Her father and his wife did not make any comments; the porch was full of tourists.

After the video playbacks ended the children answered their parent's questions about their lives.

No one said anything but it occurred to all four that the youngsters led a boring life.

A woman and her daughter came by and both kissed Velma and Mike lustily. The daughter then kissed Daphne lustily and introduced herself. She then gave Daphne a somewhat quizzical look and Daphne nodded. 

The girl then kissed Fred on the lips before going back to give Velma another kiss and quickly catching up with her mother.

"The mom is one of Melody's agents. The daughter is the math whiz at the CPA firm your Mom uses. We love both of them," Mike said.

"Are both gay?" Daphne asked.

"Yes. Both have partners they live with. We love them too," her Dad answered.

"That was some kiss the Mom gave both of you," Daphne said.

"Yes, we love those too," Velma, said with a giggle.

"You two are never growing up are you?" Fred said.

"I did that once and didn't like it much so no, I'm not," Velma said. "

He can play a grown-up well enough for both of us."

They had finished their drinks and the video playback was back to where it started so they began the walk back to their cars.

On the return walk the ladies decided they needed to go to a restroom. They went into the entertainment building and walked to the restroom in the bar. After they washed their hands Velma took Daphne into her arms and kissed her lips. 

Daphne then stared at her for a few moments then kissed her back. When they rejoined the men Mike and Fred walked behind the ladies and noted that there were holding each other's hand.

Fred said to Mike, "You are very different from Dad. He would not allow Mom to have such close friends much less allow women to kiss her lips. You seem to be relaxed and you seem to adore Mom. You have already kissed her today more often than I remember Dad ever did in total. More than I ever have.Excuse me a minute."

Fred caught up with his mother and kissed her lips, told her he loved her then kissed her again.

Daphne turned and kissed her father on the lips told him she loved him then kissed him again.

Daphne and Velma resumed holding hands and walked on with tears in their eyes.

The original plan of the young ones was to eat lunch and go their separate ways back to the city. But Daphne and Fred were now searching their minds on ways to prolong the visit and had decided independently to just follow their parent's home.

That evening the children never managed to leave their parent and did not go to the club. Each parent told a story that embarrassed their child. They laughed a lot. They spent the night in the townhome with Fred sleeping in the sofa bed and Daphne sleeping in the spare bedroom. 

The following morning their parents loaned them clothes to wear and they went to a non-denominational church with apparent Episcopalian tendencies. 

All were hugged and kissed by everyone. 

The priest gave everyone a life pep talk then asked for volunteers to help with various projects. Everyone volunteered for all of them.

Daphne and Mike noted that there were several gay and lesbian couples among the congregation including some ladies from Melody's band. 

Daphne was very happy to be introduced to them. She almost fainted when they kissed her lips. 

The blondes and mom and daughter that kissed them the previous day were also there and kissed them again. 

She and Fred noted that the gay and lesbian couples were as loved as everyone else.

After the service the priest thanked everyone for their attendance and invited all to the yard behind the church for a fish fry. 




Felicity Ch. 56



Mike went up to an older black man and hugged him. He brought him to the others and Velma kissed his cheek.

"These are our son and daughter. This is Mr. Anderson." Mike said. "After we stuff ourselves with fried fish I am going to his shop and we are going to see how he is doing. I am sure he is doing fine and I will join you at home shortly." he said to them.

"Actually Mr. Trout, I would prefer to meet you at your office in the morning. I need to pay on my account."

Mike was astonished for a second then grinned as he gave Mr. Anderson a bear hug.

"Carl! You made a profit! I am so happy for you. But don't use it for loan payment yet. Let's save it until you have three months of expenses covered then start paying the note."

"Whatever you say sir, whatever you say."

Mister Anderson left them and the family sat to eat.

"Dad, what was Mr. Anderson's problem?"

"His biggest problem was that his wife died. He was devastated by her death and drank too much. 

He owns a car repair shop and that suffered from inattention. The bank foreclosed on it but I talked them into not selling it.

I talked to him, told our story. He listened. He became sober, went back to work. His clients slowly came back. He is again a successful businessman."

"You just talked him out of paying back the bank," Fred said.

"Yes, I want him to have some money put away. I want him to feel he has his life back."

Fred looked at him then patted his shoulder.

Daphne kissed her father's lips. 

The preacher's wife came over and kissed Mike on the lips then kissed Velma on the lips."I can't believe it took you so fucking long to grab him you coward," she said then kissed her again. She walked away with tears in her eyes.

Several other teary eyed women came over to kiss them.Apparently Carl Anderson had told several people Mike was going to put his profits in savings before using it on loan re-payment.

They did manage to finish eating their fish before going home.

Daphne and Fred had every intention of leaving that afternoon but decided to spend another night at their parent's home and leave in the morning. They spent the evening on the patio drinking sangria and talking.

Both kissed their parent on the lips then Daphne kissed Velma on the lips as Fred hugged Mike before they said good night.

All left the home at the same time the next morning, the parents to work and youngsters to the city.

Fred followed Daphne out of town but lost her at the light to the highway. It was then that it occurred to him that they had never exchanged phone numbers.

"Well she is coming back in two weeks and I could too." He thought.It did not occur to him to ask himself why he wanted to see the daughter of his enemy again. 

Of course her father was now more of a hero and no enemy so that line of logic had already been abandoned.

Two weeks later he visited with his mother and did a lot of kissing. 

Saturday came and went and still no Daphne. 

As he got up to start the drive back on Sunday he asked his Mom why Daphne had not come over. He had heard her promise her Dad.

"You don't know? She is sick. She has had the three-day flu for five days. We thought she had told you."

"No, we don't have each others phone numbers."

"Well damn. Mike, he does not have her phone number. Call her and tell her he is on the way to check on her.

Do you have her address?"

"No."

"I will write it down for you. Take her Alka-Seltzer cold medicine. Apparently none of the Quills work on her. Take her some juice too. Call her before you get there and ask what she needs."

Mike had taken his phone and put her number into its contacts.

Fred had a sense of urgency and it took him just under an hour to get to her neighborhood. 

He called her and she said she did not want him to come over, that he would get sick too.

"If I don't go over I will be murderized twice. What do you need?"

He got her what she needed and more then on the way out he stopped and got her flowers.

She looked awful and knew it. She was embarrassed that he saw her like that. But she didn't need to be embarrassed. 

He only saw a beautiful young lady with a great body and an even better smile who obviously didn't feel well.

He stayed with her and got her apartment cleaned up and took the trash out. He stripped her bed and washed the linens then put them in the drier as she enjoyed a long hot bath.

He warmed a can of premium chicken noodle soup and encouraged her to eat all of it.It stayed in her stomach less than ten minutes. 

He went out and came back with Fritos and Gatorade. Both of those stayed in her digestive system. 

He stayed and watched TV with her until she fell asleep then carried her to the bed and covered her up. She did not wake up.

He called his mother and told her everything he had done and asked her if he had forgotten anything.

"Did you kiss her goodnight?"

"No."

"How could you forget the most important thing? Her father wants to talk to you."

"Fred, describe how she looks in detail please."

Fred did and Mike said, "If you don't see a marked improvement in her tomorrow tell me and I will go get her."

"Actually sir I had decided to take her there myself even if she looks a little better. She shouldn't be alone. We will be there by noon, Mom can get us into the house."

"Good, bring her. And Fred, thanks for being there for her."

"Not a problem. See you tomorrow."

Fred went home, unpacked and then packed for a week's stay then drove back to Daphne's place. He packed a bag for her and tried not to be distracted by her undergarments. 

He did pack her bikini swimsuit; she could probably use time on the beach.

He got into her couch and went to sleep.

He heard her get up and go through dry heaves. He took her some Gatorade and scared her half to death, she thought she was alone. 

She drank the sport drink then staggered back to bed. 

She did not realize an entire breast was out. 

After he pulled her cover back up he said good night and kissed her forehead. 

She had a fever.

He had forgotten about her glorious breast before he had input her symptoms into Med Web. The suggested treatments ranged from do not worry to emergency room. 

Fred looked for a happy medium and found he had already done all of that. Essentially it said take two aspirins and drink a lot of fluids. It also said to take them to medical care if the symptoms persisted for more than three days. 

That was her fifth day.

How he managed to get to sleep on the couch he would never know but the next morning he woke up to the sound of the toilet flushing.

She jumped again when she saw him but got back in bed

."Any better?"

"No. Maybe. I don't know."

"Your Dad wants you home with him, we are leaving now."

"OK," she said as her head hit the pillow.

He got her bag, her pillow and her blanket to the car then coaxed her into lying down in the back seat. He then got her purse and his bag, locked her apartment door and began the drive. Daphne was already asleep.

His Mom was waiting for them when they got there, got in his car and led him to the clinic. Daphne was vaguely aware she was not home but was not that interested in knowing why.

The doctor put her in a hospital bed and ordered two IV's for her and a series of blood tests.

Daphne had the West Nile Virus. 

Fred had gotten her there in time and she would be OK but it might be another three weeks before she felt normal the doctor said. 

They still had eight weeks of vacation left so that would not be a problem.

She stayed in the hospital for three days. On the second day she managed to drink an entire mug of chicken soup a friend of Velma had brought for her. 

She felt well on the third day and was released the morning of the fourth. 

Fred picked her up when she was released. He took her to his Mom's house and set her up in the spare bedroom but Daphne was tired of being in bed so he escorted her out to the patio.

He fixed her a bowl of oatmeal, which she ate.

He got her a glass of orange juice and she drank it without comment. 

She asked him if her iPod was with them and he got it for her.As he leaned over to put it on her lap she put her hand on the back of his head and pulled him to her for a long soft kiss.

"Thanks," she said.

He hurried back into the house and masturbated. 

He went out to check on her every thirty minutes or so. She ate her remaining chicken soup; he had added stew vegetables to it. 

They talked and she napped on the lounger for a while then he took her milk and Oreos for a snack.

When he returned to check on her a bit after five in the afternoon he thought she was again asleep but as he reached for her iPod she said, "I'm awake. Kiss me please."

Fred hesitated but he was soon kissing her lips.

"Very nice, another one please."

He sat on the recliner with her and gave her a long tender kiss.

"More." She said.

He kissed her again and slid his tongue along her lips. 

She slid hers between his lips. 

The kiss was soon becoming intense.

"Uh hum. Son, don't you think you might wait until she is better before you start mashing on her. And didn't' the two of you hate each other for almost a year."

Before Fred could answer Daphne pulled his mother to her and gave her a long deep kiss.

"I love you," she said to Velma and kissed her again.

"Wow, I think they gave you a love potion rather than antibiotics. I am not under the influence but I don't mind telling you I love you too. But I came out to ask what you want for dinner."

"Shrimp linguini."

"Me too," Fred said.

Verna called Mike and said, "It's unanimous shrimp linguini all around here. I love you, be careful.

OK, you two can go back to whatever foul deed you were sharing in," Fred's mom said and walked back into the house.

"Like the last one," Daphne said.

They continued their kiss for about twenty minutes before they heard her father come in.

"Tell him to come kiss me please," Daphne asked Fred.

Fred and his Mom watched as Daphne kissed her father with all the love she had until he helped her up and escorted her inside. 

Velma and Fred set the table and Fred put three pills by Daphne's chair.

"Pills first then food," Fred said. 

Daphne ate a shrimp with her fingers then swallowed the pills all at once.

"How can she do that?" Fred asked.

"Genetic. Her mother could do that too," her father answered.

They ate and talked and noticed how quickly Daphne's plate was empty.

"What? I was hungry. I had not eaten anything in over a week."

"You ate one of my lunch empanadillas yesterday." Fred said.

"You were not supposed to eat solid food yesterday," her father said.

"I did not have any problems and I confessed to the doctor that afternoon, tell them."

"True but only after I threatened to tell her myself," Fred said.

"Were you at the hospital all day yesterday too?"

"Yes he was. We played chess but he cheated and won."

"How did he cheat?"

"Don't know but he would not have won otherwise. 

Is anyone going to have linguini left over?"

All shook their head no but pushed their plates to her anyway. She slid the linguini onto her plate and Velma took the dishes away.

She motioned Mike to follow her to the patio and told him what she saw when she came home.

"She asked him to kiss her?"

Velma nodded yes and added, "Several times."

"And he kissed her each time?"

Velma nodded yes.

"What did she do when you interrupted them?"

"She kissed me, told me she loved me, and then kissed me again."

Mike kissed his wife. It started as a congratulatory kiss but it soon degenerated into a passionate kiss.

"The kids are watching us." She said.

"Good, maybe they will get it right the next time," he said and kissed her again.

They went inside and as they headed to their bedroom they told their children they needed a nap; it had been a long hard day.

Daphne and Fred said, "Right."

They went to the living room and sat together on the couch. Fred covered her with a small blanket and turned the TV on and they watched a cooking show. 

Daphne curled up to him so Fred wrapped her up in his arms.

"When you were out of it three days ago you were talking to someone I could not see. Your mother?"

"Yes, I know she was just in my brain but at the time I knew she was real and knew I was going to die. 

Mom laughed and told me I wasn't going to die. 

She also told me that you and your mother loved me. 

I told her you hated me and she laughed again.

"Ask him to kiss you, you will know," she said.

"Now I know."

She kissed him. 

Now he knew.

"I love being here; I am going to apply for a job with the school district tomorrow, you are too. No one will ever love either of us more than the people in this house do. 

Your Mom will find us a place to live. 

We will get married in Vegas."

Fred listened to her and realized she was speaking what his mind had already figured out he wanted. 

He nodded and resumed their kiss.

"I think I can manage if I'm on top," Daphne said as she pulled him to her bedroom.



Felicity Ch. 57



Chapter 57. Brenda

I am an intermediate school teacher, that is the school to which the demented ones go, ages eleven to fourteen. I liked it there because that was the last age group a teacher could influence kids on how to treat a planet, or each other, or themselves. That is also the group that begins to become aware of the opposite sex so getting their attention is impossible at times.

Once they leave for high school their minds are pretty much hardwired and there isn't much anyone can do.

At home my patience was tested too. My wife was a sales representative and traveled often. Soon I became superfluous to her, like earrings she never wore. I suspected she had a lover so I contacted a private investigator with ties to offices in the Midwest were she travelled to check up on her.

When their report came in I was deeply saddened and knew it was hopeless but I gave her and our marriage another chance.

Our sex lives had been good, she loved the way I treated her in bed. She loved our long sessions and her multiple orgasms. She suddenly decided to just wait for me to get done. I decided to stop all my advances. She was never curious of why I did so.

I went to our towns only real divorce lawyer. We talked and she asked if I had tried counseling and I told her no, that I did not want to be married to someone that did not respect me.

I mentioned that I had proof of her infidelities. Brenda, my lawyer, said to hold on to it until it appeared that we would need them. 

My wife was served as she left the house for a trip to Chicago. I was told she became very angry but went ahead on her trip.

I called the investigators and asked them to follow her in Chicago and if possible photograph her activities. I got pictures of her having sex with her usual lover and two other men before she got back home.

I had by then moved out and there was a for sale sign on our front lawn. It was my house, not ours, and I knew I could never live in it again. I rented an apartment and had already moved in.

The only one that knew where I was, my lawyer, told her she didn't know where I was. 

My wife told her she would fight it to the end.

I took the folders of photos to my lawyer and she looked through them. She began to cry.

"Her principal lover is my husband," she said amid her tears.

I quickly took the photos away from her and apologized over and over. I told her I did not know the guys in the pictures. 

She asked me to mail one photo to my ex, she kept one and asked me to come back the following week.

That following Saturday I took Brenda to lunch where she brought me up to date. She admitted that she had suspected her soon to be ex had a lover for months but they had a child so she did not press it. We sympathized which each other.

Three weeks later the lawyer and I were both single and our former spouses had left town. She had gotten sole custody of her daughter and was not surprised her father did not put up a fight. She said he had been an indifferent father.

I took my wedding band off after the last day of school and went on my usual camping/baseball stadium trip. My ex had refused to accompany me over the last two years but had encouraged me to go. I now knew why.

I got back home in mid June just in time for our towns celebration day. I had always helped and did so again that time for Larry and Doris, I loved their fish restaurant . 

A friend named Wendy was the first to notice I no longer wore a wedding band.

"How are you doing," she asked.

It was not a casual question, she wanted to know how I was handling it.

"I am at the acceptance stage already. I was not very surprised too learn of her....adventures."

"Good, glad to hear it. Brenda is not there yet, she has been moping for a while but pretends she is OK. Do me a favor and give her a kiss on the cheek whenever you see her. If she asks why tell her I told you to do so then kiss her cheek again before you walk on."

"I'm not ready for a relationship."

"And neither is she but you need to remind her she is not the only one suddenly alone. You went through the event together. And she is very pretty."

"Yes, she is. OK, I will unless she slaps me then I will tell her it was your idea."

"Good enough. Do me a favor and get us some empanadillas, I'll cover for you."

I did and found Brenda there. I nodded with a smile, asked for two and as she handed them to me I kissed her cheek. I saw the look of astonishment before I turned and left.

"You know, you are a lot more devious than you look," I said to Wendy.

"Thank you," she said as she treated me to her remarkably musical giggles.

I did not see Brenda again until the July Fourth fireworks show. I was headed for the ice cream truck as she walked away from it. I stepped in front of her and as she stopped I kissed her cheek then walked on.

I could not tell if she was irritated or concerned. I decided neither of those would be enough to stop me. I had started to enjoy kissing her.

A wedding brought us together the following weekend. I was an usher and she was a bridesmaid. After I led her to the altar I kissed her cheek. That time she was blushing.

"You like doing that don't you," Wendy said as I got back to the head of the aisle. I kissed her cheek. She giggled.

My next escort was a teacher and very good friend, I kissed her cheek after I took her to the altar. I had kissed the woman on the cheek for years so she simply accepted it as if it was her due. Her name was Angie and she was a lesbian recently left partnerless.

My job as usher was done so I sat at the back of the grooms section. The groom was my assistant principal. The bride was one of our teachers.

At the reception Brenda came to me and put her cheek out for a kiss. I kissed it.

"Well, do you think this marriage will last?" she asked.

"Yes, these are much better people. Their not so secret love affair is now in it's seventh year. They were afraid that if it was found out one of them would have to switch schools. Mo set them straight last Christmas."

"That is so nice to see."

"Yes it is. The buffet is open."

"Good, I'm starved. Oh, prime rib."

"I wonder which of them has the money for this spread?"

"His father. He is a big corporate attorney in the city."

Before we sat at the same table I kissed Mo and Wendy on the cheek as they came by then kissed the groom on the cheek as he came by much to the amusement of all.

Brenda and I danced a couple of times and I walked her to her car when she decided to leave. I decide why not and kissed her lips before she got in her car.

Wendy saw my big smile when I walked back in and interrogated me then Mo interrogated me.

I told both we were now friends but that was all.

"Did you kiss her on the cheek?"

"No, I missed," I said and walked away.

Two hands swatted my butt. Their giggles were in harmony.

I did not see Brenda again until school open house in August. I asked her if her daughter was in my class and she said no.

"I debated whether to have her schedule changed so she would have you but thought that would cause too much gossip. I came over to hear your spiel to the parents. Most likely many now think you must be demented."

"Actually all of them do especially the ones that had a kid in my class before. They just put up with it."

She said, "I have heard that everyone is very happy the old you is back. They are happy the witch is gone."

"I'm not surprised, she did not like any of my friends."

"I have to go find my semi-terrified baby," she said and waited for her kiss.

I kissed her cheek.

She said, "You missed, you will need to make up for it with two next time."

She walked away leaving me a bit dumbfounded. She liked me. She liked my kisses.

As the event ended she came to me with her daughter and introduced us. Brenda told her that if she got in trouble to come to me and I would make her troubles infinitely worse. Her very cute daughter Penny giggled.

I kissed Brenda's cheek and she whispered, "That makes four."

I went home happier than I had been in years.

We did not see each other again for nearly three weeks. It was a Thursday afternoon and several of us had gone to Doris' place for the all you can eat catfish special.

Brenda and Penny came in as I got my third basket. The place was crowded and the only table with two chairs was mine. I waved them over and kissed Brenda's cheek as she sat. She had presented her cheek to me.

Penny giggled. So I kissed her cheek too. We were soon digging in on the fish.

My companion was Angie. I introduced them and learned Angie was Penny's math teacher so they had already met.

"No parent teacher talk while we eat please," I said.

All giggled. 

Angie left and kissed my lips which caused nary a stir since everyone kissed everyone anyway.

I was left with Brenda and Penny. I was full and was just drinking tea but I was enjoying their company so I stayed until they surrendered.

I waved my napkin and Doris nodded and rang me up then I nodded again and she put Brenda and Penny's charges on my tab. I kissed Doris on the way out and walked them to their car. We didn't pay our bill," Penny said with some alarm.

"I have an account there, she put us on it. They take it out as a debit at the end of the month plus fifteen percent tip," I said.

"Oh, nice," Brenda said and kissed my cheek. A first.

Penny giggled. I kissed her cheek.

After Pennye got in her car I kissed Brenda on the cheek and she whispered, "Six."

I noticed that Penny had no clear view of us so I kissed Brenda's lips. It lasted a lot longer than I intended but Brenda did not seem to want to end it.

It wasn't until the kiss ended that I noticed I had a hand on a breast. I did not notice I had an erection until Brenda's hand slid over it.

I decided we needed to go on a date.

During lunch that Friday I called her and asked her to tell me when Penny would be at a slumber party, that we needed to go on a date.

"As luck would have it she has one tonight. Pick me up after seven. Where are we going?"

"The yacht club for dinner and dancing."

"In that case pick me up at eight. Bye."

At exactly eight I rang her doorbell. A millisecond later she opened the door, grabbed my hand and pulled me to her bedroom. She was nude.

She was glorious.

She was horny.

I somehow found myself nude and was invited to fuck her. I declined and began to kiss my way to her tits. I adored them for a while and resumed my voyage down. I rubbed my beard on her pubic hair then kissed her pussy. It was very wet.

I exposed her clit and kissed it then slowly ran the flat of my tongue over it. She had an orgasm.

I kissed her pussy lips until her orgasm had passed then returned to her clit which was long enough to pinch between my lips. She had another orgasm.

I kissed my way up and as I began a kiss to her lips she crammed my cock into her. I took slow strokes lengthening them as I went on. I felt my cock leave her pussy completely then slide back in deeply and she had another orgasm.

I rolled us over and she paused for breath then sat up.

"This has already been my best fuck ever and we are not even done," she said.

She rose until my cockhead was kissed by her pussy lips, paused, then rammed down hard on me. She gasped.

She swarmed kisses on me for a while then resumed the fuck.

She slammed her pussy on my cock again but it took three trips to bring another gasp to her. After that she went crazy and tried of fuck me to Albuquerque. Her intense orgasm brought mine.

She collapsed over me, breathless. I caressed her from the back of her neck to her ass. I kissed the top of her forehead. She fell asleep. Minutes later I did too.

I felt her stir. My cock was still in her although inert. I kissed her as she awoke.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"Nine thirty five according to the clock on the night table."

"We wont make it on our date tonight. Sorry."

"Not a problem. right here right now is just perfect."

She giggled and said, "You are right. It is perfect."

My cock began to grow into her and we kissed until it was firm and she started a slow loving fuck. After her orgasm she said, "I have to pee."

"Me too," I said.

We got up and she stood behind me and aimed my cock for me. She was not very accurate and most of my piss hit the underside of the cover and seat. She giggled through the episode.

She lowered the wet seat and sat as she slurped my cock into her mouth. It stayed there for several moments after she had finished her pee.

She cleaned up the commode while I adjusted the shower. We fucked as water cascaded over us for a while and washed for a while then fucked some more but neither of us had an orgasm. We apparently just liked being coupled.

We dried then walked to her kitchen naked, we were starving. We made BLT's with slices of avocado and drank root beers. As soon as we had finished our sandwiches I gave her long kiss.

"OK, thats two, just nine more to go."

"You are not a math teacher, are you?" I commented.

"My math doesn't matter, I know I'm right. Just eleven more."

I sat her on the table and kissed her as I slid my cock back into her. We made it to three kisses before our fuck was getting out of hand. She had two orgasms before I took us to bed and two more orgasms later I had mine. I finished kiss number four.

"That's two," she said.

I agreed.

Suddenly it was morning. Brenda panicked about the time and we hurriedly dressed. We were drinking coffee in the kitchen when Penny came in.

"I am treating you two to breakfast at the resort this morning. Drop you bag and let's go, we have been waiting for you for a while and we are starving."

We had waited about a minute and a half. It was ten in the morning. We poured our coffee in the sink as Penny ran to her bathroom. We waited for her at the door and Brenda said, "Your windshield is covered with dew."

I ran to the car and started it and ran the wipers. Brenda distracted Penny with questions about the slumber party as I drove us to the resort.

We ate too much and barely made it to the resorts terrace before we sat down again. Brenda and I had coffee and Penny had a coke. For Brenda and me it was our second cup, our first had been at the buffet.

Penny wondered out loud about her Mom's third cup that morning. Apparently she had promised to stop at two.

"I am cutting back but right now this is perfect for after breakfast. No worries," Brenda told her.

Penny asked her Mom, "Are you two dating?"

"Yes, well I think so. We are going out to dinner tonight if that counts." Brenda answered.

"Oh, where?"

"The yacht club."

"I want to go."

I said, "Well, I guess you can. But you will need to close your eyes often."

"I will like to see you kiss so no, I wont close my eyes. Don't let me stop you though."

I smiled at her then kissed Brenda on the lips.

"Oh, gross, I changed my mind," she giggled.

Brenda slapped her shoulders and we kissed again then stuck out tongues out at her.

Penny was peeking between her fingers and giggling.

We went for a walk along the beach, Penny took my hand as she filled us in on the details of the slumber party. I loved that and kissed her cheek. Brenda growled so Penny and I stuck our tongues out at her then ran.

We left the beach by the side of the Gallery and Wendy's jewelry. Mo, Marie and Wendy had apparently been watching us and came out and gave Brenda and me exuberant kisses then gave Penny cheek kisses then walked back in their stores without saying a word.

Penny giggled, "Well they approve."

"I better take both of you home before the rumors begin," I said.

"Too late, here come Ruthie and Edie," Brenda said.

We were assaulted with wild kisses by others all the way to my car. The kiss Brenda and I shared at the door told Penny all she needed to know. Apparently Brenda and I were now a couple.

We went out that evening and took Penny with us. I danced with both. Brenda and I behaved.... at times.

While we danced to a slow song Brenda said, "Penny asked me to please make us work. She wants a real Dad and thinks you would be perfect. She also said you have kissed me a lot more times than her Dad ever did. She also said you have kissed her more than her Dad ever did."

"No pressure there," I said then kissed her until the song was over.

After I took them home Penny kissed my cheek and after an exaggerated a yawn went to her bedroom.

Brenda and I kissed and talked for about an hour before Brenda checked on Penny.

"She is sound asleep, love me," Brenda said.

I managed to get home by four AM.

Two weeks later I was spending nights there. Penny saw that as just a normal progression.

Two weeks after that I lived with them.

It was late November when Penny asked us if we were going to get married.

"Huh?" Brenda said.

"Yes," I said.

"Huh?" Brenda said.

"When?" Penny asked.

"Next month," I said.

"Huh?" Brenda said.

"I have dibs on Maid of Honor," Penny said.

"Uh, what, who, wait. Who decided all this?"

"Wendy," Penny and I said.

"I'll kill her!"

"You will have that opportunity soon. That's where we are going. It's time for you to pick your rings."

Her expression was...priceless.

There were maybe eight people there already. Wendy took her hand and led her to the office as I sat and Penny sat on my lap.

For all practical purposes and appearances Brenda was already my wife. I decided it was time to make it true and Penny agreed with me. Wendy had done all the preliminaries and it was time to just do it.

It took Brenda just over four minutes to pick her ring, it was the one everyone wished she would choose.

I went to the register and twelve women took her across the street. Penny stayed with me and after I paid for the rings we went to the arcade next to where the women had taken Brenda.

It was about an hour before Brenda joined us. She gave us voracious kisses and said, "It was a nice surprise I will grant you that but if you try something like that again I will kill you both."

We smiled sweetly at her, took her hand and I said, "Your ring should be ready by now."

It was and she cried, then got mad, then cried again, then became very loving.

Penny asked, "Are you sure you want to marry her? She is a basket case."

"Now that you mention it....."

We did not begin to run until it was too late. We got our butts slapped hard.

We took her hands in ours so she couldn't swat us again and walked to Julians. We got applause when we went in.

Mo came in and sat with us. After kissing everyone she told Brenda her first day of work was after Christmas break and her office would be ready the week winter break began.

"Go in and make yourself at home. Some of us will still be there."

"Huh?" I said

"Huh?" Penny said.

"You hadn't told them?" Mo asked.

"No. I was waiting to see which name was going on the door and now I know. It will be Lee. Eat with us."

"No thanks. Marie wants us to go to String of Pearls. We need to rehearse. We will be dancing at a quarter to nine tonight if you're interested."

"We will be there."

Mo was still kissing her way out before Penny and I asked, "What?"

"As you know I was not making much money as a lawyer, not enough juicy divorce cases lately. Mo told me the school districts legal department head was retiring and asked me to apply for the job. I did and was hired."

"Do your work days match the school years?"

"Not entirely. I work half of June and half of August but I have all the other holidays. I really hated leaving you two to come up with Thanksgiving dinner but you did a great job. Still I would not risk that again and now I wont have to."

Penny and I kissed her repeatedly until interrupted by dinner. 




Felicity Ch. 57



We noticed Brenda was slowly waving her left hand for everyone to see. Several came over for a better look at the ring.

My friend Angie came over and asked Brenda in a horrified voice, "You are marrying him? Are you insane?"

I pulled her to my lap and kissed her then said "Shut up" then kissed her again. She ate a shrimp off my plate, kissed Brenda on the lips and then giggled her way out of the place.

I wondered if she would be insulted if I asked her to be my best man. I wondered what Penny now though of her math teacher.

Our wedding, Ruthie's concert, and the Vegas shows were fabulous. 

Angie cried when I asked her to be my best man. She wore a nice gray mens suit with a pink shirt and pink shoes. She looked fabulous.

When school resumed we went back to our regular routine and by spring break we were just another family in the neighborhood, except I now had a daughter. She called me Dad.

Perfect.



Felicity Ch. 58



Chapter 58: Olivia

I was returning to my living room after taking a leak when I heard my front door being opened. I stopped before turning the hallway and managed to hit the intruder hard enough for him to collapse before he saw me.

I took the gun out of his hand and pointed it at his head. He began to cry.

I was a young man, maybe eighteen, slight of build, hispanic. I picked him up off the floor and sat him on my love seat then took a seat on my recliner facing him.

"What's your name?" I asked him.

He seemed surprised and reluctant so I pointed the gun at him.

"Pepe, Pepe. My name is Pepe."

"So, Pepe, why do you want to kill me?"

"No, no, I did not want to hurt you. I just wanted to rob you."

"So you chose an old man that lived alone."

"Yes, I thought you would just give me money."

"Then after I did you were going to shoot me."

"No, no. We were going to run away."

"Is there a car and a driver outside waiting for you?"

His eyes went wide as he realized he had given away his accomplice.

"What is the name of your helper?"

"She is not an accomplice, I told her you were my grandfather and would be right out."

"Her name."

"Maria."

I went to the door and said, "Marie please come in."

She shyly smiled at me as she came to my door.
 I said, "Pepe seems to be sick and I think he needs a hug."

It was immediately obvious she had no idea what her boyfriend intended to do so I kept the gun out of her view. She asked him what was wrong and Pepe began to cry again. She was stunned and suddenly scared.

"What did you do?" she asked him.

"I tried to rob him."

"You wanted to rob your grandfather?" She asked incredulously.

"He is not my grandfather, I don't know him. Baby we needed the money, we needed to go away."

"You idiot, we would have to keep running forever. We can't raise our child that way."

I said, "Both of you, get naked now!"

I waved the gun at them and they reluctantly did. The girl had fine tits and a very bushy pussy. He was uncircumcised with a somewhat smallish cock. Both may have been younger than my first guess.

"Pepe, I want you to just rain kisses on her and tell her you are sorry for being stupid."

He did not need any urging, he began to kiss her softly as he apologized. She resisted the kisses at first but was soon returning them as both cried.

"Tell each other how much you love them."

They did although he kept apologizing for his stupidity.

Suddenly she looked at me with a touch of terror. "You could have killed him."

"Yes," I said.

She did not know what to think but settled on saying, "Thank you."

"Are we going to jail?" Pepe asked.

"Yes, very likely. If you tell a good story you may be out of jail before your child is born."

"You know I'm pregnant?"

"Yes, you are showing a bit and your bra is too small for your tits. That and you told him that running from the law with a child was stupid. You do look fabulous, doesn't she Pepe?"

"Yes you do but you always have to me," Pepe said to her.

"Pepe, lay on your back, Maria, straddle his hips and sink his cock into you. This may be the last time you will have a chance to love each other for years."

Both looked at me with surprise but did what I said. Pepe did not have an erection so she kissed and slurped his cock into her mouth. He soon had an erection she could slip into her.

"Pepe, don't cum until she is on her second orgasm or I will shoot you."

"Yes sir," he said.

Maria smiled at me.

"So, are you cousins and assume your family will kill you both when they find out?"

"Second cousins, and we told them tonight. They told us I would have an abortion but we ran out after we said no, that we wanted our baby. 

We were going to my Grannies in San Antonio but don't have money for the bus, his car wont go that far."

"Does your Grandmother know?"

"Yes, we called her on the way here. She is expecting us tonight."

"You wont make it tonight. Have your first orgasm then call her back."

I got a confused smile but in less than two minutes she was enjoying her fuck and had a surprise orgasm three minutes later.

"Pepe. Are you still good? I asked.

"Yes sir."

"Maria, is your phone in your purse?"

"Yes, in the side compartment."

I got it out and handed it her. As they talked I searched for the bus schedule on my lap top.

Maria was trying to tell her grandmother she would be arriving alone when I took the phone out of her hands and talked to the grandmother.

"It's amazing how kids get in trouble nowadays," I said.

"Tell me about it. Do you have grandkids?"

"No, and now it seems it would be too much work."

"How old are you?"

"Fifty eight."

"Oh, you sound older than that. I am fifty eight too but I still go dancing when I can."

"I go to a local joint that plays oldies but goodies and dance when asked."

"You don't ask?"

"No, I am and have always been a coward."

She giggled then said, "We have a place like that too and sometimes I go with friends but the place is more of a meat market and the men there know nothing about seduction."

"Do you have Skype?"

"Yes."

We exchanged information and were soon talking face to face.

I had forgotten Pepe and Maria were fucking on my loveseat and she saw them on her screen.

"I can't believe you are letting them fuck behind you."

"Oh, sorry. I forgot. I threatened Pepe I would shoot him if he didn't take her to at least two orgasms."

She giggled and said, "Good Man. When are they coming over?"

"Are you busy tomorrow night?"

"No, what did you have in mind?"

"Dancing."

"You have a date."

"We will be there about noon."

"I have room, you can spend the night."

"I am grateful."

"You are getting your hopes up prematurely. Maria just had another orgasm, her second since we started talking."

"Good, Pepe gets to live but I will not say anything to him and see if he can take her to five."

"Five? No one can get to five on one fu..err, session."

"It is in fact possible, although one or two of those may need to be done by ton...er, orally."

"OK, you can get your hopes up a little. Pepe just shot his wad. Send them to bed and you get a good nights sleep too."

"See you tomorrow."

"Bye."

I closed my laptop then said, "No, Maria. Lay down on him and kiss until he slides out of you then go take a shower. We leave early in the morning."

I propped my feet up and turned the sound back on in my baseball game. 

Ten minutes later the youngsters got up and looked at me for directions.

"The first room on the right, it has a shower and there are new tooth brushes and tooth paste in there. Sleep naked."

Maria came to me and kissed my cheek and whispered, "Grandma is going to devour you."

"I am glad to hear that," I said and kissed her cheek.

Pepe was looking at me in astonishment.

They were fucking when I went to the room to wake them up.

"As soon as you are done dress and meet me in the kitchen," I said to them.

They nodded but did not pause.

After breakfast I told Pepe to drive his car and park it at the Huge Mart and I would pick him up there. We were on the way soon after and in less than two hours I was pulling into Olivia's driveway.

She came out and hugged Maria and immediately both went into tears. As soon as they had control I introduced myself then introduced Pepe. She slapped him then kissed him. Exactly what he deserved.

Olivia was gorgeous but I had seen that last night. I also though she was overweight but she was not, she simply had curves, nice curves.

I had an erection before we went into the house. She saw it and positioned herself in front of me and pressed her magnificent ass to it.

As she took the kids to their bedroom I sat on her love seat and put a throw pillow on my lap. She came to me and kissed my lips as she reached under the pillow and squeezed my cock.

"How long can you stay?" she asked.

"I'm a schoolteacher and summer just started so....."

"That should be long enough," she said and kissed me again then sat with me.

"What do you teach?" she asked.

"Intermediate science."

"I teach high school English."

"Oh, nice. Our schedules match."

She kissed me again but that kiss had no expiration date so I made it a bit more passionate. 

"The kids are fucking," she said as she gripped my erection.

We stood and she led me to her bed.

I ate her pussy first, then her tits, then fucked her to a second orgasm, then went back to her tits, her pussy, back to her tits and fucked her to her fourth orgasm then turned us over until she was on top.

"Incredible," she said and was soon trying to fuck me to Latvia.

I lasted until her sixth orgasm before filling her pussy. She fell asleep on top of me and soon I was sleeping too.

I woke up when Maria got in bed with us. She kissed me then her Grandma and said, "We are hungry."

Her Grandma still had my cock in her pussy but neither seemed concerned over that.

"Where do you want to go?" she asked Maria.

"The Puerto Rican restaurant they featured on the Food network."

"Deal. Let's get dressed."

I was surprised when Olivia lifted herself off me allowing Maria to see my cock slide out of her pussy. Maria kissed both of us and left the bed.

Olivia was taking a leak when I went into her bathroom to take one. She aimed my cock for me then got a small towel and wiped our groins, we were a bit sticky.

We kissed deeply after we dressed then she drove us to the place, which was very busy, but we saw four people get up and we sat at their table as it was being cleaned off.

A waitress came to us and kissed Olivia on the cheek then asked her, "Quien es el viejo?"

"El amor de mi vida."

"Oh, el siguiente."

That got her ass slapped. Maria knew the woman and said hi and introduced Pepe as her "Amor de my vida."

She kissed both, took our order and left.

It was the best lunch I ever had. 

During the short period between empanadillas I whispered to Olivia, "Yo hablo Espanol."

She looked at me in surprise then gave me a wild kiss.

She may have worried about the viejo line but I knew that even though she was four months older than me I looked five years older than she. My hair had just gone past the salt and pepper stage.

We managed to eat our lunch without further incidents.

I did learn that Pepe and Maria had graduated from high school with job skills and already had jobs. I praised both for both. I had already decided I liked them.

We went back to the house and the kids claimed they were sleepy and went to their bedroom.

Olivia looked at me expectantly but I reminded her I was almost sixty and I could not even guarantee that evening.

"Dessert?"

"That I could do."

Dessert was her pussy and I ate it until my jaw hurt but she did have several orgasms before going to sleep. I decided I needed a nap too so I snuggled to her and went to sleep too.

When I woke up she was sucking my cock.

"This thing is dead," she complained.

"No, just in a coma. I am sure it will come out of it this evening."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Have you ever been to the Riverwalk?"

"No. This is my first trip to San Antonio."

"I will be your guide."

"Thank you. The kids?"

"They are staying here. Apparently his dick works well. They told me that fucking in your house was very exiting, they had never had an audience and loved sleeping together all night. They also said you walked in and caught them fucking that morning."

"True, and I suspected that may have been their first night together. They were fucking again before I went to bed. And yes I was jealous but his dick is forty years younger than mine. I am happy mine works at all."

She gave me a wild kiss then said, "Me too."

"Lets take a shower together so I can kiss and lick every inch of your flesh."

"You have such a way with words. Follow me."

"Gladly," I said as I cupped each of her ass cheeks in a hand.

It's a good thing we got clean first since we had to flee the cold water when the warm water ran out. As we dried she said, "Remember were we were."

"I was about to start licking something, again."

"Correct," she said and gave me a wild kiss.

The Riverwalk was fun and we ate at a nice place before we found a somewhat raunchy place to dance and drink. And grope. And kiss.

As she drove us home her free hand landed on my crotch and she almost ran up a sidewalk when she found an erect cock there. That night in bed I maneuvered her on top and allowed her to fuck herself out.

It was my first two fuck day in probably ten years and I was not in danger of cumming at any time but had a nice erection throughout. I was proud of myself.

I also knew I could go again in the morning.

That next morning she had her first orgasm before she was fully awake then I continued fucking her to a second before we took a pee break.

When we returned to bed I got on my back and she made love to me until she had an intense orgasm then went back to sleep. I still had not cum but thought, "Hey after lunch."

No chance of anything after lunch, I found myself in the middle of planning a wedding. A very surprise guest came over that afternoon, Maria's mother, Olivia's daughter. 

Pepe almost cried before asking me to be his best man. I immediately accepted. 

They got their wedding licenses and contacted a priest. It would be a private catholic wedding. I found a nice and nearby hotel and allowed Olivia's daughter to command all of her time.

That following Saturday morning the wedding took place in the small chapel with one more surprise guest, Pepe's mother.

We went to a restaurant on the Riverwalk and celebrated the bride and groom.

That Sunday I did not attend mass with them and did not join them for lunch. I asked myself if I expected to stay all summer but had no answer for that. I did know I was not ready to go home. I asked myself if Olivia was interested in having me with her at all. 

That question was answered Sunday afternoon when she called me and said, "Everyone is gone. You better have an erection when you get here."

I did as I walked through her door and followed my naked Aphrodite to bed.

We did go to my house that next week so I could get some clothing. We fucked on my bed that night then went to the town of Felicity and spent the fourth of July there.

She loved the town and the people there as I knew she would and we spent an extra night in town just so Olivia could experience the lesbian biker bar. She loved it.

Suddenly it was August. The tension between us became thick. Neither of us knew what to do.

Finally she showed she was braver than me and said, "I could retire and go live with you or you could and come live with me."

During one of our conversations we learned we each of us could retire with full benefits, we had the total number of age plus years of service to do so. We had also said we were not considering retiring yet however.

Then I knew.

"Or we could both retire and live in Felicity. Our houses would buy us a nice place and we could sub when we needed the money."

"You do have such a nice way with words, Let's do that."

Our new home was bigger and nicer than what I had and much newer than what Olivia had and cost less than either of ours. We had enough money to skip sub jobs and we simply set out to make friends.

Suddenly two erections a day became the norm and three were not rare. Her back stopped hurting and my knees stopped hurting. We felt twenty years younger, we went dancing often. 

We were introduced to some aliens and after our shock wore off we found them to be nice kids that in fact lived in Felicity. They visited our house often especially one called Rah. Olivia became her grandmother of sorts. We both loved kissing her hairless body.

Months later as a hurricane was bearing down on us the town moved and we moved with it. Our lives did not change a bit.

Two years later we were talked back into classrooms.

We didn't mind. We needed the break from fucking so we cut back to once a day, two on occasion, three on weekends. 

On second thought maybe we haven't...



Felicity Ch. 59



I was pulling away from the hotel when she walked in front of my car and I almost hit her. She was very distraught and was crying.

I got out to make sure she was OK and she begged me to take her away from there. I allowed her to get in my car and we just drove away. 

She called somebody and told them her client was dead. That no she was not positive but she could not get him to respond. She apologized for panicking then told her listener she had just dressed and ran out.

"Yes, yes. OK. I will right now."

She sobbed, took a long breath then called the hotel and told them the gentleman in room 817 was apparently not breathing, then hung up.

She looked at me and apologized for involving me then asked me to drive her back to the hotel. An ambulance was roaring in when we arrived.

I accompanied her to the lobby and waited to see what she would do. She walked up to a female police officer and spoke to her for a while, the officer took notes.

A man was brought down on a stretcher, he was alive. The woman let out a quiet shout of relief. She was trembling when I got to her and she embraced me and began to sob. 

Everyone left including the police. I had a nervous wreck in my arms.

"I can take you home," I said to her.

"I don't live here. My client brought me with him and I'm staying in his room."

"That might be a little tough on you."

"Yeah, I will likely sleep in the lobby. The police told me to stay until he gets past the crisis or......"

Her sob had me saying, "I'm staying here too and have two queen size beds in my room. You are welcome to join me there, no strings attached."

"Why are you helping me?"

"Because you need help."

"You know what I am."

"And you need help and a shoulder to cry on."

I led her to the elevators and asked which floor. We stopped there and found the door open so we went in, she packed her bag and closed the door before we got back on the elevators to go two floors up.

I waited for her to put her stuff away then asked her if she was hungry.

"I need a shower," she said.

"Go ahead, I can wait."

I turned on the TV and there was no mention of an emergency at a local hotel. It would start raining later that evening though.

She was out of the shower, grabbed some clothes and went back into the shower to dress. Five minutes later a very different woman came out. The woman that had gone in was a blue eyed blonde, the one that came out was a green eyed redhead. Her tits had shrunk noticeably.

"Yes, I know. I'm not much of a trophy as I was before. I am starving."

"Lets go. Seafood OK with you?"

"My favorite."

"My name is Phil by the way."

"Hi, I'm....Gracie. My real name. Where are you from?"

"Houston. You?"

"Houston."

"Really. It's such a small town we should have run into each other before."

She giggled at that line, the first sign she had relaxed a bit. I drove us to St. Pete and pulled up to my favorite restaurant in the state. I asked to sit outside and we ate like we were starving.

I was soon getting her to giggle often. She punched my shoulder at my very outrageous boast of having won every political race I had entered and was going for the presidency next.

"It that case we can't be seen together," she said.

"Oh, I better pick my hat up."

She stopped her punch before hitting me then said, "Good thinking."

After dinner we went for a short walk on the beach then back to the hotel. We stopped to pick up beer and chips and when we got to the room she changed to a t-shirt and I put on t-shirt and shorts.

We sat at the table and drank beer as we watched Guy Fiery mug his way through several kitchens.

"He has two places that had been featured from this area," she said.

"Do you know where they are?"

"No but they should be easy to find."

She went to her bag and pulled out a laptop and gave me an erection. The shirt was all she wore and I had more than just a glimpse of her ass and pussy. Fortunately the table covered my condition. 

She sat back at the table with me and quickly found three references that led us to three restaurants. We were side by side looking at her monitor as we inspected the highlights of each.

"How long will you be in town?" she asked.

"Until Friday." It was Tuesday.

"And you?"

"Until Friday. I wonder if we go back on the same plane?"

I got my ticket and she got her ticket and sure enough we had the same flight.

"I wonder if Gerald will be able to make it. He might be in the hospital for a while."

"How well do you know him?"

"We met yesterday."

"Do you think you should visit him in the hospital?"

"No, no. His wife would kill us both. She might anyway when she finds out what caused his heart attack."

"I feel she will never learn that."

"I hope so. I have decided to give up that personality anyway and probably the side job with it. I have never been so scared in my life.

If it had not been for you I would be in the hospital too, or a nunnery."

I laughed and before I thought about it gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh, sorry. I promised no strings."

"You are forgiven," she said then kissed my cheek.

I told her I had a business meeting the next morning but we would got to one of the triple D restaurants for lunch.

She was asleep in her bed when I left the next morning. When I returned at noon she waited for me to change from a suit to a polo shirt and we went to lunch.

We agreed that it might have been the unhealthiest lunch we had ever eaten and a top five favorite. We took an excursion boat into the bay and bought swimsuits when we got back.

We went back to St.Pete and lazed around on a nice beach. We did go in the water and she decided to dive off my shoulders. That did not go well for her.

I bought her ice cream and that made her feel better but we were soon falling asleep. I drove us back to the hotel and after changing to our nightwear we just dove into our beds.

We awoke around eight that night. We both had to pee so I went into the shower and turned the water on and peed in there. I was in the shower when she walked in with me.

Our bodies made occasional contact but we just got ourselves clean. She did notice my erection but made no comment on it. I got out as soon as I finished washing my hair and she began to wash hers.

I was getting dressed when she came out of the bathroom, nude. Her towel was around her head. She asked, "Where are we going tonight?"

I told her the name of a restaurant that had many accolades and a dance floor. She had not heard of it. She put on her makeup then dried her hair before she began to get dressed. I went to the bathroom and masturbated.

We found ourselves in a popular section of Tampa with a lot of people. I had made reservations so we did manage to eat at our chosen place. Dinner turned out to be....confusing. Two hours later we still had not decided whether we liked it or not. By then we were drinking and dancing at a nearby joint.

I had no idea how to find those places so we had taken a cab. Good thing we did, we were both plastered before we left. Back in our room we undressed and got in our own beds nude.

In the morning she in bed with me, we were spooning, a hand was on her breast, my erection pressed on her ass. I kissed her shoulder.

"Sorry to bother you like this but I had a bad dream. I have been here just ten minutes or so. Kiss me again before I go to the bathroom."

I kissed her shoulder, neck and cheek and she kissed my lips before getting up. I basked in that moment for a while then heard the shower. I got up and went to pee.

"What is on your agenda for today?" she asked from the shower.

"A business meeting at nine then a free afternoon again."

"So we can't go see Disneyworld then."

"No, and it and Universal are three day trips anyway."

I joined her in the the shower and after a quick kiss she asked, Do you have to be back on Friday? Is someone expecting you back?"

"No, not really. Do you want to got to those places?"

"Yes, in real life I am a second grade teacher and almost all my students are there now or have already been there. I feel like the only kid not invited to the birthday party."

I kissed her, it was a serious kiss and she returned it in kind.

"I don't want to be your customer."

"I don't want you to be a customer either."

"See if you can change our tickets to Sunday and from Orlando."

Her arms went around my neck and I got an a exceptional kiss. My hands were caressing her ass when it ended. My cock was apparently pressing hard on her clit. She moaned.

"Don't be late for your meeting, she said as she pushed me out of the shower. She was masturbating before I was dry.

I came back a bit before noon and found we were both packed.

"We have reservations on the last flight from Tampa to Houston. I could not get the tickets transferred to Orlando. We also have reservations at a hotel in Kissimmee a mile from Disney.

I checked out of the hotel and drove my rental to Orlando. As I drove she looked up the attractions in the area and found two Emeril restaurants and a Wolfgang Puck.

As soon as we settled into the hotel we got a day pass to Disney and a day pass to Universal.

We learned why the three day passes were so popular. We did not see or experience everything we wanted. We did eat at the Emeril's in Universal and the Puck in Disney. We did not get to Epcot or the wildlife park. We did not get to the Jaws boat ride or the world of the wizard.

We slept in the same bed both nights but we were too exhausted to do anything but kiss and cuddle. We were nude and I kissed her tits and she caressed my cock but we were both asleep before we got any further.

We slept late Sunday morning then drove directly to the Tampa airport. She cuddled to me as we waited to board and held hands as we did. We had been holding hands since Friday afternoon and did not release them until it was time to disembark. We each had our cars at the long term lot and sat together on the shuttle bus there. We kissed before she got off.

We never expected to see each other again.

We saw each other the next week. I was walking towards downtown in the small town of Felicity when I saw her. I walked behind her and she saw me as she was opening a door. We were suddenly in a deep kiss.

"Hi. Fancy seeing you here," she said.

"Same here."

"This my town, I live here."

"My best new client lives here. I expect to be here often."

"Where are you staying?"

"The resort."

She took my hand and led us there. Once in my room we got naked and got in bed. We kissed, we talked, we coupled but did not fuck. She related how she became a hooker.

"I have a friend that writes a travel blog and gets a lot of questions from readers. One question she got often was if she knew anyone that would be willing to keep a man company on a trip, no sex involved.

One guy wanted to go to Key West for Fantasy Fest and she decided to go with him. She had fun and ended up fucking him the last two days there."

She apparently got great reviews and soon there were to many requests to fill. She asked me and a few other teacher friends about going on such trips. Four of us agreed.

The men were wonderful and adored us. I did not have sex with my first three but they were very happy with me. One e-mails me once in a while.

My first fuck was with an older gentleman returning home to Seville. None of his family lived there anymore but he wanted to visit all the places he had visited in his youth. I loved the place and his attention. I fucked him.

The one in Orlando was the second I had decided to fuck. He is OK, by the way, should be back home this week.

I told my friend not to book me with anyone the rest of this summer. I would let her know about next summer in April."

"I will want next June."

She giggled and said, How about this July?"

"This week would be good."

"It will be better if you fuck me."

"I think I will start with making love to you. Then we will fuck."

"Deal."

Our first sex was better than we expected and we had expected it to be phenomenal. We became addicted to each other.

We mostly stayed together at my home until school resumed. She then went home and we led separate lives. 

Well not complexly separate. I took her to a symphony concert and a Broadway play during that time period and she spent the weekends with me.

In November, she invited me for Thanksgiving dinner and said, "You will love your dessert."

I loved my dessert for five straight days.

She was back at my place for an opera before Christmas and I was back at her home for the Christmas holidays.

She spent spring break with me. She had a list of restaurants in the City she wanted to try so it was an eat-fuck week for us.

In April she sent me e-mail saying her summer calendar was filling up quickly.

"I want them all, I wrote back.

"Well its a good thing many cancelled. Where are we going?"

"Las Vegas. Bring you drivers license, Mom, and sister. Talk to Wendy."

The Friday evening she was at my apartment demanding to know what my intentions were. I showed her what my intentions were all weekend. She made it to her Monday classes on time, barely.

We married in Vegas and I moved to Felicity. There was an air shuttle from her town to the city airports so my job went on as usual. 

I was very happy my own escort had stood me up the night we met.

We did have surprises at a dinner with friends but before we left we were kissing each of them. Gracie's kiss to one called Sehel got out of hand and I had to wait for a while before we could go home.

My job changed from sales to purchasing but it would now allow me to stay home.

I knew it was the best part of my life.



Felicity Ch. 60



Chapter 46: Southern Decadence

Mom and my sister Angela had to evacuate their home in Felicity because of an approaching tropical storm. It was not a hurricane but it had a lot of rain in it. Her subdivision was not likely to flood but the road to it was and they did not want to be stranded.

They came to my place but although I lived just seventy miles inland my small bachelor pad was over twenty five feet above sea level. My home became crowded quickly.

I did see that Mom was worried about the storm and was not able to relax. My sister was fine except for a bit of anxiety about college, she was going to be an incoming freshman at Enormous State University that next week.

They needed a distraction so I asked, "Who wants to go to New Orleans?" I asked.

Both of them did but I soon found it difficult finding hotel rooms and I had to tone down their enthusiasm. I had forgotten that weekend was Labor Day weekend and that was the week of Southern Decadence. I explained to the ladies what Souther Decadence was, (a celebration of being gay), and Angela asked if it was for lesbians too.

Mom slapped her butt and I said yes.

Mom may not have known I knew of my sisters sexual orientation. Sis had probably not mentioned that for her eighteenth birthday I had gifted her with a night with my then girlfriend.

I eventually did find one room was available at the Hilton Riverside that had two queen beds. Both nodded and I booked it for five days, Tuesday to Sunday. I planned for us to come back after the parade that Sunday.

I let Angela drive my car after we left the city until our rest stop just east of Lafayette. She figured out I let her because it was a boring drive. I told her that she should be happy because she would get to look around for the interesting part. Angela punched my shoulder anyway. Mom giggled.

This was my fourth visit to New Orleans and I knew the French Quarter and downtown areas pretty well so the ladies were going to have a semi competent guide.

We settled into the hotel OK but were hungry so I called to see if we could get reservations and was surprised we could. I told the women we had dinner reservations in thirty minutes.

"We can't be ready in thirty minutes."

"It's to the original Emeril's."

They were ready in ten minutes and we were walking in ten minutes later. Our table was ready so we were seated right away.

What to order became a conundrum, we wanted everything in the menu. We decided to each order something different and give each other tastes.

I ordered the duck and was quickly reluctant to give the others a taste. They were just as reluctant with their dishes so we never did share.

I did not look but I saw my dinner bill had a lot of numbers on it. I was glad we each had only one drink. The ladies took a lot of napkins out of the restroom for souvenirs.

We took a cab to the one lesbian bar I knew, I wanted that itch they had to be scratched. Mom and Angela were soon very well entertained. 

I ordered drinks for us and the bartender asked me how old my sister was. 

"Eighteen, a college freshman," I answered.

"On second thought fix her coke with lemon and cherry and sprinkle just a bit of pepper in it. One of us needs to be sober."

"The bartender said, "That sounds like an awful drink, let me make her the designated driver special. They are free anyway."

"You are so smart. Thank you."

"You are welcome. A bit extra in your Mom's drink?"

"Yes, please."

Both loved their drinks and wanted another. The bartender smiled at me. 

I was sure she didn't remember me but on my previous trip my gay friend Bruce decided he wanted to go there so we did. He spent his time chatting up some t-girls as the bartender and I graded his effectiveness.

Her name was Lauren and she was a short, terminally cute blonde. I liked her but assumed she was a lesbian. She likely assumed I was gay. Everyone that night assumed I was gay too. I was never asked.

That evening I found a corner of the bar where I could be comfortable and out of the way and still keep my eye on Mom and Angela. It was the same seat I had occupied when there with Bruce.

Lauren replenished my beer and Mom and Angela's drinks without being asked. I noticed I now had a tab. I had not secured it with a credit card so I took one out of my wallet and placed it on the bar. It was the second time we had done exactly that.

It was a while before she ran it which she did as soon as two other bartenders joined her behind the bar. The club was getting very crowded very quickly.

Perhaps an hour later I saw Mom agreeing to something with two women. She and Angela came to me and kissed me saying, "Don't wait up."

I was a bit concerned, I had hoped they would have fun and perhaps enjoy an experience but not on our first night.

My bartender said, "Don't worry. They will enjoy those two. They are visitors but have been coming here twice a year, they come here for Mardi Gras too. The Mom is a professor at UNLV."

"Thanks but now I have been abandoned."

"You are in New Orleans during weird week. Have fun. There are two gay bars full of interesting people on Bourbon street."

"Yes, I know. And there are a couple of items on my bucket list I could check off. Like you said it is interesting there. I need to sign my tab."

She brought it to me and I signed it and added a twenty dollar tip.

"Have fun," she said as I walked out.

Instead of the gay section of Bourbon street I walked towards Canal looking for changes. I knew one transvestite place was gone and that there were new strip joints but had not figured out which was the one that had lured Grandma and Grandpa by claiming it was family night. 

Grandpa was a sucker for a good line but he told me that it was Grandma that could not resist it. It was also Grandma that got the lap dance. It had not been their first time in a strip joint.

I went into three places that had good music and left each time the band took a break. I ogled bare tits exposed for beads.

I got a hot dog from the same cart I had gotten one a year before, and two and four years before. When I got to Canal the long day caught up with me and I went to the hotel room.

I was surprised to see Mom and Angela asleep in their bed. It was just two hours or so after they left me at the bar.

I went to the bathroom and took a shower then started to get in bed when a mostly nude woman got out of Mom's bed and walked out of the room. I don't think she ever saw me.

I looked in their bed and only Mom was in it. She was nude.

I covered her up and I was doing my best not to panic about my sister when Angela came in, mostly nude, and slipped into bed with our mother.

I knew it was my fault, I should have raised them better. I was asleep in thirty seconds.

We spent the next day walking around the French Quarter and buying junk. We walked down St. Peters and ate at a restaurant next to Jackson Square, had coffee and beignets, and went to the French Market were my ladies bought more junk. We took the Riverwalk streetcar back to the hotel.

After a shower and a nap we went to NOLA, Emeril's restaurant in the French Quarter. We did sample the other's food that time.

With no assistance from me they found their way to the lesbian bar from there.

The bartender kissed my cheek and praised me for my heroism in bringing my Mom and my sister back. She then kissed me hard but said, "Sorry, I am a lesbian too."

"But, but, I'm in love with you," I blubbered.

She laughed hard but for as long as I was at the bar every time she went past me she gave me a fine kiss. Apparently she now remembered me from my last visit when I was with Bruce. We had flirted then. 

We had flirted the year before that when I did not know it was a lesbian bar. I may have had a brief crush on her before it crossed my mind I was likely the only one there that was not a lesbian.

Sometime later that night I asked her which lady was going to kick me in the balls. "I want to run before she gets close," I said.

"Coward. You are lucky she is not here. Your ladies are not going to last much longer anyway. They have agreed to something.

Indeed they had and told me not to wait for them as they walked out with four other ladies.

Lauren told me two of the ladies were local and that my Mom and sister were going to be devoured.

"That is what they wished would happen," I said with a smile. "That was what apparently happened lat night."

"Why do you say that?"

"We have to share a room with two queen beds, this town is full right now. When I got there last night a nearly naked woman walked out of the room. Before I was past that shock my nearly naked sister walked into the room and joined Mom in bed."

"So, they are having fun."

"Yes. They are also not worrying about what the storm may have done to their house which was the main reason I brought them here."

"That was nice of you to do for them. What did you come to do?"

"Suck a cock, it's on my bucket list."

"You wont have a problem with that." she said with a giggle.

"I thought you and your friend from last year were a couple?"

"No, business partners and good friends. He has now gone on to California. Do you have a bucket list?" I asked her.

"Sort of, most items are travel wishes."

"Is Costa Rica on that list?"

"Yes, top five. Why did you ask?"

"I am going during Thanksgiving week. You can come with me if you want," I said as I twitched my eyebrows.

She laughed and said. "That was a mean thing to say to me."

"Sorry," I said and softly kissed her lips.

I really was sorry I had teased her like that and she saw it. She kissed me and said, "Go find a cock to suck."

I left but was not in the mood for that so I found Acme Oysters and had some fried then began to walk towards the Hilton. 

I took a new way there and found myself in front of the House of Blues. Peter Frampton was in concert that night and I walked in hoping to hear him. There was a commotion at the theater entrance and I had to get out of the way as a fight spilled past me. Before I realized it I was in the theater. I leaned on the back wall and enjoyed thirty minutes of the concert.

I decided I owed the joint money so I bought a beer for me and paid for the drinks of two young ladies at the bar next to me.

"Thanks but we are lesbians."

"It seems every pretty lady in this town is. But I'm gay so I am just treating two pretty ladies because they are pretty."

"That was a very inspired bit of bullshit, thanks."

"You are welcome. How was the concert?"

"Awesome except for the fight."

"I saw the tail end of that as the combatants were escorted out. It wasn't because of either of you I hope."

Both laughed and said, "Inspired."

"Are you in town alone, " one asked.

"No, my Mom and sister came with me. They met some new best friends forever at the lesbian bar and are being entertained by four women."

"You know where the lesbian bar is?" We have been looking for it all day."

"If you go towards the cathedral you take a left before you pass Margaritaville then..."

One of them kissed me softly and said, "Take us there please."

It was not close to midnight so I finished my beer and said, "Lets go."

I learned they were from Florida and that this was their first trip to New Orleans. I also learned they did not mind holding hands with me.

As I walked in with them I introduced them to Lauren who promptly kissed them then kissed me.

"I am always so happy when you bring me presents," she said and kissed me again.

I was about to explain that to the girls but they were already on the dance floor. Lauren was being a smart ass. I gave her the finger and she said, "Your'e not that lucky," then kissed me.

I sat at my usual corner seat and watched everyone for a while then left for the hotel. I wanted to say goodnight to Lauren but she was very busy and did not see me leave.

I walked back by way of St. Peters but when I got to my room I decided I better open it slowly, just in case. There was no one there. I took a shower and went to bed, still alone.

I was still alone when I woke up the next morning but Mom and Angela staggered in just before I phoned them. Each groaned something that sounded like g'nite and crawled into bed mostly clothed. It must have been a good night for them.

I went to breakfast in the hotel then walked over the Aquarium. I had wanted to go there on each of my trips but my companions were never interested. It turned out to be a better excursion for me alone, I could spend as long as I wanted at each exhibit. The white alligators alone cost me at least twenty minutes.

It was past noon before I left the Aquarium and decided to check on Mom and Angela. They were up but still mostly catatonic, and still nude.

I expected each to put something on but they never felt the need until they decided they were hungry. I led them to Acme, both had raw oysters and I had a oyster po-boy.

The we walked down Bourbon street, it was a slow crawl full of very interesting people many of them in leather. We saw a woman leading another by a chain and collar. We saw a guy wearing a clear plastic skirt, and nothing else.

As we walked past the gay corner Mom and Angela struck up conversations with several there. By the time we made it to the ancient bar I had taken more than a hundred pictures. We saw a nearly naked man sitting on the lap of a nearly naked man. Angela asked the man on the lap if he had a cock in his ass. He nodded yes.

We saw a guy in a corner with his hand around an exposed cock. There were several women there and my ladies struck up a conversation a couple of them and agreed to meet them at the lesbian bar that evening. Their senses were saturated so we decided to walk back to the hotel by way of Rue Royale. Jewelry was purchased along the way.

We took a nap then went to dinner at Emeril's steak place then took a cab to the lesbian bar.

Lauren greeted us with kisses and I went to my usual spot and watched Mom and Angela work the room. They were now very much at home there by then.

Lauren chided me for leaving before saying goodnight the night before. I said, "I tried to catch your eye but you were super busy."

"It doesn't matter how busy I am, you come to me and kiss me before you leave this place each evening for the rest of your life," then kissed me.

That was a very different kiss from the many she had given me before. Those had been kisses you give a favorite customer or a good friend. The kiss that night had been a kiss to me.

I was suddenly afraid to get my hopes up.

The evening went as the others had, the ladies they had met that afternoon came in, found Mom and Angela, kissed them deeply then took them to the dance floor.

"It looks like they already know those two," Lauren said.

"Yes, we met them this afternoon at the ancient bar. They agreed to meet here tonight. Mom and daughter are teachers from Dallas."

An hour later after Mom and Angela said,"Don't wait up," again, Lauren brought me a cup of coffee.

"I'm not drunk," I said.

"Yes I know but you would be if you keep drinking and you would not get to walk me home."

My look prompted her to kiss me.

"Sorry," she said.

"I would prefer a coke please."

"Oh, you did get that item off your bucket list. Congratulations."

"No, its still there. Last night I went to Acme then the House of Blues where I met the girls who had apparently been looking for this place all day so I guided them here. I was walking towards my room at the Hilton when I was detoured."

"Have you had fun at all since you got to town?"

"Yes, this afternoon I was accosted by an old guy at the Absinthe. I was tempted to go home with him but I have already been in Idaho."

I got whacked with her towel for that but as she walked away she was giggling.

Ten minutes later I got up and put myself between middle aged ladies that were about to come to blows. I was a tall guy and in good physical shape, they may have thought I was the bouncer.

I said, "Ladies please, you came here to have fun. You should be kissing each other, not punching each other out. Please kiss and make up."

One was not about to calm down but the other hugged her and gave her a long kiss. I saw her adversaries' body deflate. I walked back to my chair at the corner of the bar.

Lauren gave me a smile but did not come my way. I finished my coke and got up to go but as soon as Lauren saw that she brought me another coke.

"Where were you going?"

"Hotel. This place is too violent for me."

"Can you wait another five minutes, please?"

I resisted asking why she wanted me to wait and decided I had nothing better to do so I sat and asked for a twist of lemon for my coke.

She smiled then got me the slice of lemon, then kissed me. It was another personal kiss but different from the first, I could not tell why it was.

Fifteen minutes later she came to me, took my hand and led me out the door.

"I am starving and you are going to buy me dinner."

She led us to an unmarked door half a block away and opened it. There was a small restaurant in a patio inside and we were immediately seated. Lauren pointed at a chalkboard behind the bar and I saw the menu, just four things were listed. One was an all you can eat fried catfish special and decided to order that.

A guy came over that appeared to be the owner, kissed Lauren's cheek and asked me what I wanted. I told him and he walked away. I looked at Lauren and she smiled and said, "That's what I always get so he knows."

"Did you get off early?"

"No, I have the six to twelve shift. The other two girls you saw have the ten to two shift and closing."

"Which days do you work?"

"Sunday through Thursday."

"So you have the next two days off, nice. Are you and your girlfriend going to see the parade Sunday?"

"Not really, I will be in the parade."

"Not your girlfriend?"

"No."

"Oh."

I decided not to ask which was OK since our baskets of catfish came to our table. Our sides were a cup of red beans and rice and a basket of fries.

The catfish was nearly the best I had ever eaten and soon ordered a second basket. The rice and beans had bits of sausage that was too hot for me. The fries were ordinary so I concentrated on the catfish.

I noted Lauren ordered her third basket before I did. She slowed after her third basket was delivered and we could talk.

She said, "This place is for the people who work late. It stays open until six in the morning. It opens at ten each night. Tourists and lost people are welcome but unless somebody shows them where it is they would never find it."

"You showed me where it is and right now I know I could not find it again. Hmm, the place is getting full."

"The people that get off at midnight are coming in. There is another rush after two that does not clear out until past four."

"There are fewer than ten tables."

"Most order ahead then pick up and take it home. I usually do that too but I found a patsy to pay for my dinner."

"I left you more in tips than your dinner costs."

"Tips are shared. Anyway I did not charge you for any of your drinks tonight after you became a referee. All your drinks forever are now free. One of the women in the altercation was the owner, she was the one that kissed the other. 

The two were once in a relationship that did not end well. The fight was over whose fault that was. Dottie thought kissing Holly would at least shut her up. Holly was crying when she left so Dottie is going to visit her after they close."

The women knew I was not the bouncer yet listened to me. I was....perplexed.

Lauren decided it was a good time to kiss me. About twenty seconds later I decided it was a good time to kiss her. 

We kept that up until we were almost done with our fourth basket of fish when we surrendered. Both our dinners had cost me less than half of one entree at NOLA. And I liked it better.




Felicity Ch. 60



"Walk me home," she said.

I just followed her deciding it did not matter how far she lived. It was not far, two blocks past Esplanade in what looked like a bed and breakfast but had five apartments. I followed her up the stairs and she showed me in.

I asked for the restroom and she led me to it. I had a lot to to piss away and by the time I finished she was wearing just a t-shirt.

"Make us some hot chocolate please. Everything is on the counter," then went into the restroom herself.

I managed my task without a problem then went to her bedroom to ask if she wanted Kahlua in her chocolate. She had taken a shower and was walking into the bedroom, nude. 

I worried that I had just opened the door and walked in but remembered it had been wide open. I forgot what planet I was on briefly but noted she had not tried to cover up even though she had a towel in her hand.

I could see she was expecting me to ask her something and I asked her about the Kahlua.

"There is a blue measuring cup on the counter, put half of that of Kahlua in mine. Put as much as you want in yours."

She walked to a chest of drawers and opened one before I decided to leave the room even though her gorgeous ass made that a tough decision. Apparently gay women had no problem being seen nude by gay men. I was not a gay man so my cock went well past half way up before I walked away.

I fixed my drink as I had fixed hers then sat in her small living room and waited for her. I noted she had no TV but had a computer screen saver of an aquarium full of neon tetras.

There were stacks of paper on the desk by the computer. The wall behind the desk had two certificates on it. One was a diploma from Tulane University, the other a Louisiana teachers certificate.

She was wearing a t-shirt when she joined me. She took a sip from her drink and said, "Perfect."

I asked her which grades she taught and she answered third grade but she was just a substitute that school year. She had not graduated until the end of the summer session and there were no full time positions available. She was subbing for a teacher that had a baby four weeks before. 

I told her I taught the science electives at a junior college but none of my classes had made the enrollment minimum. I was probably going to be a sub too.

She kissed me, the most amazing kiss I had ever gotten in my life. When it ended her hand was on my crotch.

"At last, I was beginning to think you didn't really like me."

My erection had grown back so fast I felt a bit faint.

"OK, confessions. I don't have a girlfriend. I am not a lesbian although at times I do eat pussy. I want you to make love to me tonight and tomorrow morning. Then I want you to go to your hotel and bring your stuff here. You will be with me until you absolutely have to go."

She was getting nervous and I soon realized I had not said anything.

"I need to take a shower," I said.

She smiled and said go ahead, I will meet you in bed."

"My first kiss was to her pussy and I stayed there until her third or sixth orgasm. I moved up and loved her tits as I caressed her clit to two more orgasms. She had an orgasm as my cock slid into her. She had at least three more before I filled her up.

I rolled us over so she was on top with my dick still in her. I could feel her fluids and my cum flowing over my balls. Suddenly she went crazy and began to give me wild kisses and biting me as she giggled and cried. Then almost as suddenly she went to sleep.

I turned off her lamp, covered us up and kissed her softly as I went to sleep.

When I awoke she was next to me leaning on an elbow staring into my eyes. Her hand was caressing my already erect cock. She gave me a soft kiss then straddled my hips. She sank me into her in slow motion. We watched my cock disappeared in her. She had a small orgasm.

"You are not what I thought you were," she said as she pressed her tits to my chest and kissed me again. She began a slow soft fuck.

"I thought you would be a nice sex partner, someone that would take my need away for two or three months before my want returned and I would need to find someone else."

She had another orgasm and paused. As soon as she caught her breath she resumed her conversation and fuck.

"Last night you made love to me, fucked me hard, made love to me, and allowed me to lose my mind. 

It was my best night of sex ever. A thousand times better than whatever number two is. I have found the one to fill all my wants, all my needs. I know searching for another would be fruitless."

She paused for another orgasm and to catch her breath. I kissed her as softly as she had kissed me. I caressed her face, shoulders, back, and ass with my fingertips. She had another orgasm.

She concluded, "I am yours for however long you want me."

She began to try to fuck me to Cienfuegos and I was happy to last until we arrived. We dozed off.

Maybe fifteen minutes later I sat up and carried her to her computer. I got into the jobs available section of two school districts and applied for jobs for her.

Then I got on the Jobs available sites for Tulane and the University of New Orleans.

Lauren was crying when I got done.

I picked her up and carried her to the shower. We got clean enough, brushed our teeth, (I used her toothbrush), then picked her up again and walked to her kitchen.

My dick had slid out of her before I got up from her desk but I loved carrying her with her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips. I also loved having her ass in my hands.

"We looked around the kitchen for breakfast but she did not have anything.

"I don't eat breakfast," she said.

"The buffet just past the market is good," I said as I picked her up and walked to her door. We were still nude. She squealed and stopped my hand before I got to the doorknob.

"Oh," I said and walked us to the bedroom, then the bed. My erection had returned. It was a wild fuck, an intense fuck, a short duration fuck, both of us had orgasms in less than five minutes.

"Now that was definitely a fuck," she said with a giggle.

We did dress and leave but she walked me away from the French quarter to a small diner. Sausage gravy over anything you wanted was their specialty. I ordered it over sausage and hash brown potatoes. Lauren ordered a pancake, with sausage gravy. I was intrigued.

We took the streetcar to my hotel and found my room empty. In fact the beds were made and the room was clean. Mom and Sis had not been in the room all night.

I texted them saying I had found a much more interesting place to stay. I also said one of them may need to drive the car back home. I put the car keys in Mom's make-up bag. Lauren started a kissing frenzy that left us breathless. 

We took a cab back to her place and I made us nude and carried her back to her computer. I intended to find flights back home for me on Wednesday but there was e-mail for her. A school district wanted her to send a resume ASAP and to come down for an interview ASAP.

I said, "That is the best school district and the best town in Texas, Someone must have left suddenly. Do you have a resume in your computer?

"Yes. Do you want me to send it?"

"Yes, right now, please. Tell them you can interview Tuesday."

Lauren was shaking as she did. I kissed her softly.

After her resume was on its way she got up to make us coffee. I wrote email messages to Aunt Mo and Lucy telling them the Lauren DuMond applying for a job was my fiancee.

Twenty minutes later Lauren had a message that said her first class was at eight thirty Tuesday.

I called the realtor and told her not to rent my townhouse because I was moving back home. I asked her to do me a favor and get me a new bed.

She understood and congratulated me.

I made air reservations for us for late Sunday afternoon, after the parade. Mom and Angela were supposed to be with me driving back after the parade but I extended our room until Tuesday.

I was worried about moving Lauren's stuff but then worried if she would actually go to Felicity with me.

She was still shaking when we sat for coffee.

"Who would you need to call to take your classes Tuesday," I asked.

"No one, we do that on the computer."

Her fax machine spit up. It was a contract for her to sign and fax back. Her hand was shaking but she did sign it. I faxed it back for her.

I picked her up and she clung to me. I walked us to her loveseat.

"Where are the people you will invite to our wedding?"

She began to cry and tried to squeeze me to death. I let her.

"Do you love me?" she asked.

"More than anything," I answered.

"We have only known each other three days."

"That was one day longer than I needed to fall in love with you and that day was two years ago."

She clung to me and sobbed for several minutes until she said, "Desk please."

I carried her to her desk and she asked for a substitute for Tuesday.

She then wrote notes to her principal saying she was resigning. "A lunatic has asked me to marry him. I probably will. Sorry for the short notice. Leona has a daughter that graduated last month, she is a good kid. She could be a long term sub.

Bye.

She sent her resignation to the head of personnel and wrote the same message about Leona's daughter.

She then began to write an e-mail to her Mom and sister. Her Mom lived in Shreveport and her sister lived in Dallas.

Then she started laughing. She began to ask me something but kissed me and started laughing again. It took a while but she calmed down to ask, "What's your name?"

"You agreed to move to a strange town with a strange guy whose name you do not know?"

She giggled for a while and said, "I did didn't I"

"It's OK, you will see it in our marriage license."

She began to giggle and e-mailed her mother and sister that she was moving to Texas and marry a guy that would not tell her his name.

As soon as she clicked send she remembered. "Patrick! It was on your credit card. "

"Oh, you will have to tell Dottie."

"Yes, you are right. I will text her right now. What are we doing tonight?"

"I need to find Chef Prudhomme's restaurant and take Mom, Angela and you there. Then we come back here and try to outdo last night."

"You walked past it on your way to the club from NOLA. But honey, last night was such a surprise I don't think we can surpass it."

"True, but the idea is not to surpass it, its to try to surpass it. If it ends up at number two we did well."

She looked at me then jumped into my arms and I was again inside a kiss tornado.

We did our dinner date and Mom and Angela gave Lauren an euphemism filled synopsis of their last two nights. Angela asked me if she could borrow her for thirty or forty minutes.

"Maybe Thanksgiving or Christmas, until then your chance is zero."

"You are a bad brother," she said and stuck her tongue out at me. Lauren kissed her.

Angela did not say another word until it was time to go back to the lesbian bar.

"There is a cover charge on weekends," Lauren said.

Mom put her hand out and I gave her three twenties, all I had, in that section of my wallet. My wallet had two other sections.

We walked together until they walked into the bar then Lauren and I picked up a stack of flattened liquor boxes. We walked across Esplanade and home.

We fucked, then we packed, then we fucked, and packed but had to give up on another fuck, it was well past 2AM and we were exhausted.

The next morning I called a moving company and had them pick up the boxes for delivery to our home. Two small but important boxes were taken to the hotel room so they could put them in my car.

Mom and Sis were still in bed and so were their lovers. We kissed all four women and left.

As we walked to the elevator Lauren said, "You know, I do love the taste of pussy."

We had tasted pussy in each of our kisses from the ladies. I swatted her butt then said, "Me too."

"I have one, you can taste it when we get home."

I had a horrible idea and took us back to the room and into the bathroom, pulled her shorts and panties down sat her on the vanity and began to consume her pussy. She giggled at first but I soon had her moaning that ended in a deep groan. I had lowered my shorts and boxers and stood, rammed my cock into her and fucked her hard and fast until we groaned. Another very fine not nearly civilized fuck.

When we stepped out all four ladies were sitting up applauding us. I started to take bow but Lauren was pulling me out the door.

We kissed deeply once outside and she said, "My favorite pussy to taste is mine from your lips. Thanks. Did you notice there were eight tits for you to see when we came out?"

"No, lets go back."

I got swatted on the butt just as the elevator doors opened.

Lauren told the women in it not to worry, I deserved it.

They nodded and one said, "They all do."

"Oww," I said as I rubbed my butt sending all three into giggles.

Lauren wanted to go to Commodores for lunch so we took a cab from the hotel. We had the fisherman's platter as I filled her in on our town and the people she would be working with.

"Lucy MacDuff is your principal, a nice stacked blonde, very smart, very loving. She will kiss you on the lips from the beginning. So will Paula, your immediate supervisor. Enjoy their kisses.

There are a bunch of MacDuffs in town, all redheads. There are two tall guys and two are tall ladies, the rest are your size or smaller. All of them will kiss you on the lips, a few will do so with a hand on your tit. Enjoy them.

One of the tall ones is called Wendy and she will make our rings. You will get to choose the design from her computer images. Every woman says it's fun."

"When will I have my ring?"

"That depends on the one you choose. Are you eating the calamari?"

"Don't even think about it. When are we leaving?"

"Sunday after you finish your performance in the parade."

"Why can't we leave today?"

"Because you will be in a parade on tomorrow."

"No one will miss me. I want to start my new life now."

"Can I have your calamari?"

"Yes, but you know I was so hoping I would be marrying a grown up."

"Oh, sorry. Let me see if I can change the tickets."

I worked my phone and pretended not to notice that Lauren was eating the calamari. 

Then bingo, two seats appeared on the five PM flight.

"Go outside and see if there is a cab out there. Tell them to wait until I pay the bill. Hurry.

I stuffed two calamari in my mouth and stopped our waiter and said we had an emergency and give us the ticket. I paid him in cash then ran outside and got in the cab, she gave her address, then I told him he needed to wait and take us to the airport.

We managed all of that and made to to the departure lounge with ten minutes to spare.

I called Mom and stopped her from praising our performance in the bathroom and told her she needed to drive home on Tuesday because we were boarding our plane back now.

"Son, can we get home on Wednesday? We have a stop in Lafayette."

Mom you can take all week to get back. We will be in Felicity and Lauren will be working. 

Remember my condo keys are with the car keys and you can stay there for as long as you need. Oh, Mom, remember Angela has registration on Thursday. You can't take all week. Gotta go, bye.

I suddenly remembered I didn't have keys to my condo. I called my realtor Aunt Amanda and asked her if I had a new bed.

"Yes, its already set up and we got you new linens. They are in the drier. When are you heading back?"

"Now. Just got on the plane."

"Oh, welcome back. I will put the keys in the frog."

"Thanks. Love you."

Once in Texas I rented a car and as we drove south Angela and Laura talked on the phone through the entire one hour plus trip. 

My neighbor and cousin Audrey was apparently waiting for us. She gave Lauren her first kiss and tit feel in Felicity. Her usual lip kiss with a growl to me made Lauren giggle. Audrey had made up my bed and had a snack ready for us. Lauren gave her a fine kiss and tit feel.

Lauren loved my house but had little time to look around, we began a severe test of the new mattress immediately.

I took Lauren to the Resort restaurant for lunch that Sunday and we stayed through the hour, I wanted everyone I knew to meet her. Audrey and her husband Jack joined us and the two women acted like they had known each other all their lives. Before long Lauren was eagerly accepting all kisses.

Jack and Audrey left and a few minutes later Lucy and James joined us. Lucy then took Lauren away.

James and I were cousins and looked alike except my hair was not as red as his. I had him laughing as I described Mom and Angela's escapades in New Orleans. I was about to order another beer for us when Lucy came up. James stood and patted my shoulder and walked out after kissing Lauren's cheek. Lucy kissed Lauren soundly then waved at me as they drove off.

Lauren had a folder, a ring notebook, and a text book in her hands when she met me. 

She said, "I was at my school building three minutes before seven teachers came to meet me. Two put their hand on my tit as they kissed me. Both were small redheads but I don't know which is which yet and there were four of them there. 

She wants me to ask you for five dollars so I can start an account at the credit union and buy a car."

I picked up my phone and asked. "Aunt Allison, this is Patrick, are you open today?" Yes she does. A Camry would be fine. She is a blonde, Sally like blonde not Jana blonde.

We will be there in the morning, thanks. Love you, bye."

"Did you just buy me a car over the phone?"

"Yes."

"Who the fuck are you?"

"Patrick, Patrick MacDuff."

She giggled for a while, punched my arm and giggled some more.

"OK, I understand all the big kisses from every redhead and the blonde MacDuff now. The School Superintendent, is she a MacDuff?"

"Yes, Aunt Mo.

"The car dealer, is she a MacDuff?"

"Yes, Aunt Allison."

"Any more MacDuffs I need to know about?"

"Yes we are going to see one in the morning too."

She loved my house and said it was the best and biggest home she had ever had. She loved the separate office and the large state of the art appliances.

She decided we needed to fuck in every room and we managed between our many visitors. Two, Audrey and Holly, stayed through two fucks. Both devoured Lauren as I recovered.

Aunts Wendy and Mo came by that evening to meet Lauren and both seemed very happy for me. 

I had dreaded they would have reservations about her a lot more than I thought I would. I kissed each with as much love as I had for them as they readied to leave. Lauren had apparently sensed the same and was giggling through tears after they left.

Audrey barged in thirty seconds later with Carly and Helen and each gave Lauren an intense kiss then went back out.

We did not fuck that night, holding each other was more than enough for us.

The next morning I drove us to Wendy's Jewelry and asked Lauren to go in, that Aunt Wendy was expecting her.

She was giggling when she went in.

I parked at the resort then walked to the shop. Seven women were already there but Lauren had not started the process yet.

Aunt Wendy asked Helen and Leigh to come to the office and they soon returned and reclaimed their seats. My cousin Audrey sat on my lap since all the seats were already taken. I had just noticed that Clara and Fiona were there too. Lucy and Paula were also there.

"Patrick, we need you for a minute."

"Is there anything wrong?"

"Well she needs a hug and a kiss from you, she can't seem to stop crying."

I went to her and lifted her into my arms and she clung to me with all her might. I allowed her to cry herself out then said, "We can't get married until you pick a ring."

She leaned over and moved the cursor to the ring all out front thought she should pick and clicked. Then started crying again as she wrapped her arms and legs around me.




Felicity Ch. 60



Wendy kissed both of us. Lucy came back and took Lauren into her arms and carried her outside.

Aunt Wendy said, "Helen has been the only other one to be overwhelmed like that. Don't tease her about it, she gets angry."

When we got outside we saw Helen and Lauren clinging to each other. Both had tears in their eyes.

"Helen will spend the night at your house tonight," Aunt Wendy said.

I nodded in understanding.

By the time we married that following Thanksgiving Lauren was just another MacDuff. We had our honeymoon first, in Costa Rica.

Helen became her hero and she took on that role as seriously as that can be done. My sister became her sister, and occasional lover, so did Audrey, Carly, Ruthie, Clara.........

I went back to designing code even though I had sworn to Bruce I would never do that again. But I knew this time it would not drive me crazy, I had Lauren to anchor me.



Felicity Ch. 61



I was a regular at a small club that was known to be a "meat market." Women of a certain age, divorced and horny were there often. I was there every Friday night and the occasional work week evenings but mostly on Fridays. I knew who the regulars were and their preferences. 

I knew who the witches, the desperate, the players, and the losers were. There was a smattering of women that were there just to dance and a smattering of people that did not seem to belong. I was one of those.

I was too reserved to have much luck with the women but I liked the atmosphere, the music, and the cheap draft beer. I also loved watching the women maneuver around each other for prime men and the men maneuver towards the best looking women or the easy lays. I was not among those men. 

I have a smallish cock, just under the average size when erect but much undersized when flaccid. The few women I had luck with had shown disappointment when they first saw it and had apparently spread the word of my shortcomings. Even though I was a good lover and made sure the women had multiple orgasms I was still seldom treated to a fuck. 

Some of the more drunk women did come to me but usually some guy came over and picked her off. It seldom bothered me much since fucking a drunk woman seemed un-sportsmanlike to me but I did find it somewhat disappointing. 

A redhead that seemed to be an fellow outlier became an acquaintance and we had occasional conversations. We had danced a couple of times and were friendly enough but she was the wing girl to a blonde perhaps five years older than she so I though they were looking for two men, I was always alone. 

Her blonde friend had big tits and a fine body. She apparently also had money so in a place like that she was a star. I had never spoken to her.

Once the redhead had asked me, "Why don't you like Laura?" 

"I don't know Laura and she is too busy to add me to her list of admirers, and I prefer redheads anyway," I answered with a smile.

She giggled and kissed my cheek before rejoining her friend. 

The redhead had very red hair and very white skin but I could see no freckles. Her green eyes were large and mesmerizing. Her ass and tits were very nice and so was her voice. She seemed to glide as she walked and always had a somewhat amused smile on her face. 

I had always treated her with respect and had never made a move on her. However each time I saw her I smiled and told her I was happy to see her and meant it. Then I gave her all the room she needed. 

She could tell I liked her and I was not going to try to seduce her so she at times would come to me and act like we were together until some guy lost interest in her. I would then be rewarded with a kiss. The kisses were soft and sweet and I was hooked on them. 

Although many nights she and the blonde left with at least one guy I never saw her leave with a guy herself. I began to suspect she was there mostly for the threesomes with her girlfriend.

The previous Friday she seemed to be having a bad evening so I sent her flowers. I asked the flower girl to not tell her who sent them figuring the gift would distract her and she would cheer up a little. However the redhead immediately came up to me and after a very nice kiss she said, "Thanks, I really needed them." She kissed me again then returned to her friend's table. 

Her friend Laura apparently asked her who had sent her flowers and the redhead pointed at me and blew me a kiss. Laura seemed to be confused.

So was I. How did she know I sent the flowers? I had made sure she did not see me talking to the flower girl and I did not see her talk to the redhead. 

On their way out that evening the redhead stopped and kissed my lips before following her friend and a guy with big hands out the door.

Still I was surprised that following Friday when the redhead sat at the bar next to me and bought me a beer. She told me her name was Rebecca and was a bookkeeper for a dispatch company. I told her my name and that I was a teacher.

"We had guessed you were a professor of some kind. Math?"

"Science. Do you have any kids in this school district?"

"No, I live in the town ten miles west although my house is just two right turns and six miles from here. Do you live far?" 

"No, two right turns and four miles west."

"Huh, we are practically neighbors. Lets dance."

It was a slow song and she pressed her tits to my chest immediately. My cock pressed her abdomen immediately and I sensed she was judging its size. I did not have any hopes in that regard so I just enjoyed the dance.

When the song ended she gave me a quick kiss on the lips then headed towards her blonde friend. I returned to my bar stool not expecting to see her the rest of the evening but three minutes later she was again sitting next to me. 

She said, "Laura said she didn't mind taking both guys home with her, she does that sometimes. Some of those times I get jealous but most nights I just go home. Tonight I am relieved. Both of those guys just fuck and say goodbye, that's how she likes it."

"And you don't?"

"Oh, sometimes I do and those two are well endowed. But I like people that make love to me and not just my pussy." 

"I though that was the point of that endeavor in the first place."

"Not for any of the other guys here, all they want is a pussy to fuck. What is my name?"

"Rebecca." 

"You still know my name, the guys with Laura still don't know mine after several months." 

I decided to tell her I had known her name for months. She smiled and gave me a long kiss then asked, "Are you ready to take me home?"

I knew I would have to risk the look of disappointment in her and hesitated. Somehow she understood, smiled then took my hand and walked us out.

I unlocked and opened the passenger car door for her and as soon as she sat she unzipped my slacks and pulled out my already erect cock. 

After she slurped it into her mouth she said, "Your cock is bigger than your hands say." 

She kissed my cock then closed her door. I hurriedly shoved my dick back into my pants and got in my seat. 

I was on the wide boulevard on the way west when she took my right hand and slid it to her naked pussy. I could see her panties crammed into her purse. I caressed her clit area as I drove.

"Your house is closer," she said in mid moan

. We were naked on my bed within three minutes of arriving. She coaxed me to my back and sucked my cock briefly then impaled herself on it. A long sigh later she pressed her body to mine and began a kiss. 

She really needed that kiss and I was surprised to learn I needed it too. I caressed her naked body from her ass to the back of her neck. The kiss continued. I embraced her tightly to me. She rubbed her face on mine and resumed the kiss. 

My cock began to twitch.

"Are you going to cum already?"

"No, I can last through your second one."

"We'll see," she said with a grin and began the fuck.

I in fact lasted through her third cum. After we caught our breath I gently stopped her from getting off me by softly putting my hands on her ass cheeks. I wanted her to know I was happy where she was. 

She giggled then kissed me as she pressed her tits to my chest. We kissed until my spent cock slid out of her pussy.

"Hmm, we forgot condoms," she said. 

"If you are worried if you are pregnant don't be, I had a vasectomy. If you are worried about my health don't be, this is my first time to forget since I felt the need to use them with my wife."

"How long ago was that? "

"Five years ago although four months ago, she picked me up at the club. She told me she was getting re-married as we fucked."

"You have gone four months without pussy?"

"Yes, I have no seduction skills."

"Dixie and Jenny said they spent a night with you."

"All they wanted was for me to watch them eat each other's pussy then they left. All I got was a handjob. Neither spent the night, in fact neither spent an hour." 

"They do love head, I have had to force myself out of their bed to go home every time. Jen told me your cock was not large but most definitely useful. If Dixie had not wanted to leave she would have fucked you."

"That is nice to hear but you must be better a pussy lover than I am." 

She smiled, she had just confessed she ate pussy and I was not disturbed by the news. 

We kissed. She slid to my side and draped an arm and a leg over me. 

"Covers please."

She had decided she was spending the night. I was surprised and very happy to see that.

I covered us up and turned the lamp off. 

She kissed my neck and said, "Your cock is easily big enough for me and you use it well. Orgasms are the payoff and I had fine orgasms. Thanks." 

"Thank you. I loved loving you."

"Yes, I could tell. You are right, you are a pushover for redheads."

I chuckled as she giggled then we fell asleep as we kissed.

It was dawn when I awoke as her hand was caressing my rapidly rising cock. She was still asleep and before my cock began to demand action she stopped.

When I awoke in the morning she was fucking me softly. I was not sure she was completely awake then but I began to caress her anyway. She had a small orgasm then stopped.

"I need to pee."

"Me too. I also need a shower." 

We got up, peed, brushed our teeth with my toothbrush, and then took a shower together. We kissed often and after she soaped down her pussy I put the shower head on pulse then knelt down to spray it.

"Thank you," she said after her orgasm. 

I kissed her pussy and replaced the shower head then gently pinned her to the shower wall and lifted her leg at the knee then fucked her for a few minutes as we kissed. It was apparently something new to her and she seemed to enjoy it. She had a nice cum.

We toweled each other dry then went back to bed. She opened her arms and legs to me and I began a long slow fuck. After her next orgasm I began a hard and fast fuck and spilled myself in her when her next orgasm hit.

I rolled us to our sides with my cock still in her. We kissed then went back to sleep. Thirty minutes later I got up and fixed breakfast for us. 

She was about to put her dress on when I went to get her but put it down when she saw I was still naked then followed me back to the kitchen. We kissed between bites. 

She said, "Your cock goes from nearly non-existent to nice more than any cock I have ever seen. I think that unless you have a full erection the ladies would not know the ultimate size of your cock. Yours goes from one inch to six, an impressive percentage of growth. Don't be alarmed when you see me just watch it become erect. I love it when the head suddenly emerges from your foreskin, it's like it says Ta Da."

"Hmm, maybe I should write that on a business card." 

She giggled and kissed me then we fell into a comfortable silence. Then as we sipped our coffee she asked me, "What are your plans for today?"

"Work a little on my patio. Come, bring your coffee." 

She followed me out the door after first checking that no one could see us. We sat on my cushioned chairs by a table and I gave her time to take in my little tropical jungle

. "I love this. Do you drink your coffee here in the morning?" 

"Yes, although this is my first time to do so naked."

She smiled and we let silence envelope us again for a while.

"Do you like me?" she asked.

"Yes, yes I do."

"Take me out on a date tonight."

"In fact I was thinking of asking you go to the Steve Winwood concert tonight. As of yesterday they had plenty of seats."

"He was the singer for Cream?"

"No. Blind Faith and Traffic, then solo."

"Either way, yes, I would love to go with you." 

"Good. Do you like me?"

"Absolutely. You have always treated me as a lady even though you had ample evidence I was not. You have taken me to more orgasms in one night and morning than anyone ever has in any month. You are the first to love me in years. 

Thanks for leaving the fuck until last, I did need someone to love me first."

"Is that your phone ringing?"

In answer she bolted out of her chair and ran inside. I really loved her ass. 

She returned as she was telling her caller, "I'm drinking coffee nude in his patio.

Yes I spent the night. 

OK, tell me about Harley and Evo, did they take you where you wanted to be?

Really? Did it hurt?

Wow, you are one brave woman. 

No, I have a date for tonight; we are going to a concert. But Tim will be there and so will Randall so you will have all the company you want.

Yes I know nobody eats pussy like me but you can teach them or I can have you for lunch all next week if you need it.

OK, bye." 

"You two work together?"

"No, she is my boss' ex-wife but she still fucks him at times. I eat her pussy sometimes. And no I don't fuck him."

'Where are your kids?"

"My only son is in the Air Force in Bossier City. Yours?"

"My only daughter married two years ago. She lives in Dallas." 

"So all we have is each other?" 

"Yeah, bummer."

I fended off her attack as best I could but I somehow ended up with her pussy on my face when she sat on the table in front of me. 

I retaliated by sucking her clit until she surrendered. Then we went back to bed and took a nap. 

We fixed lunch together then at last dressed and I took her home. She had a very nice house in a very nice neighborhood. 

She noticed my admiration and said, "My ex is a lawyer for a big firm. When I filed for divorce his firm told him to settle quietly and let me have everything I wanted. I had caught him sucking his boss' dick. 

It was his boss that had panicked, I already knew my husband sucked cock. We swapped with another couple so I could eat pussy and he could give blowjobs. We were basically roommates by then and our son was out of the house. 

His boss wanted me out of his life so I filed.

I got the paid for house and a thousand a week. I don't need to work but I do out of boredom and I don't know why I am telling you all this. Not even Laura knows that."

"I will keep your secret. What was it again?"

I got a kiss for my touch of dementia. 

My first thoughts were that her divorce settlement was more than my salary. It also occurred to me that no one from the club had ever been to her house, not even Laura. 

I returned to her house at six and we went downtown and had fries and a beer at the Hard Rock next to the venue.

The concert was fine, better than expected but less than I hoped for, which was a Blind Faith/Traffic reunion even though I knew hoping for an Eric Clapton appearance was unrealistic. 

I was surprised to see Winwood could play the Clapton bits very well during "I Cant Find My Way Home" classic. I was very pleased that his voice had held up. 

We ate a very late dinner at a large Vietnamese restaurant on the way home and again ended up on my bed. We made love softly before going to sleep. 

We again took a shower together the next morning then had coffee naked on my patio. After she finished her coffee Rebecca sat on the table in front of me and I ate her pussy between sips from my mug.

She told me that I was the first man to make love to her pussy and that she and her pussy were thrilled. "Most give head out of a sense of duty," she said. 

After her orgasm she made me sit on the table and sucked my cock as she finished her coffee. I stopped her from pushing me to cum in her mouth, I told her I knew for a fact it was too nasty a taste. 

My confession and kiss seemed to make her even hornier and we found ourselves back in bed with her fucking the hell out of me.

It was time for me to take her home then it was time for me to leave her house. Both were a lot more difficult than expected. 

We left things with, "If we run into each other some time we may do this again."

Thursday afternoon I called her and asked if she would like to go to the baseball game that night. She said yes. We slept on my bed again that night but we did not fuck until the next morning before the shower. She left for work late.

That Friday night I stayed home although I could not think of a reason why I did. Rebecca called me about ten and asked if I was OK. 

I assured her I was and then she asked if I had company. 

I assured her I didn't and she said she was happy to hear that too. 

Fifteen minutes later she was knocking at my door. After she kissed me hello she went directly to my shower. I had a small snack and some Port wine over ice ready for her when she got out. 

She gave me a description of the night at the club but no hint on what she was doing herself other than to say that it felt weird to be there. She also said she liked the Ruby Port wine. 

We went to bed and made love for a long time before falling asleep.

When I awoke the following morning my cock was in her mouth. When she saw I was awake she said, "Coffee is ready," and walked towards the kitchen. 

After I peed and brushed my teeth I found her still nude in my patio. I kissed her lips and we drank our coffee in silence as we watched butterflies work my flowers.

"Are you busy today?" she asked.

"Sort of, I planned to go see a lecturer at the Science Museum."

"Lecturing about?"

"Paleontology. It is fun to listen her tell about adventures and mishaps on digs. Would you like to go with me?"

"I thought you'd never ask." 

We went back to bed and made love then ate breakfast on our way to the Natural Science Museum. 

The paleontologist was funny and insightful and Rebecca bought the woman's new book and had it autographed.

"A present for you," Rebecca said as she handed it to me.

I kissed her right there next to T. rex. 

We spent perhaps a couple of hours wandering around the museum holding hands and she was comfortable enough to put her hand on my crotch as we enjoyed the planetarium show.

"Do you always get an erection for the Horsehead nebula?" she asked me as we walked to my car.

"Yes, I have always been turned on by it."

I got my butt swatted then a kiss.

She asked me to take her to her house first before we went to mine. She got a dress and some shorts and blouse and a small toiletries bag. I picked up some fried chicken dinners for us and went home. We put things away then as we ate the chicken. 

She said, "We are going to make love then shower before we go to my class reunion. I had no intention of going until I realized we like to be together and best of all we look good together. That will also keep some of the creeps away from me."

We made love then I fucked the hell out of her, we definitely needed a shower after that.

She had a fine time at her reunion and I had a fine time watching her. When we returned to my house we cuddled together and just went to sleep.

The next morning we again had coffee naked in my patio and I again ate her pussy then fucked her while she sat on the patio table. Fucking as she sat on a table was a first for her she said. 

We were drinking our second coffee when she asked, "Any plans for today?"

"No, not really." 

"Good. Let's stay home and do nothing. We can stay naked in case anything comes up. We can cook lunch and dinner together and there are three baseball games we can watch." 

"Great plan," I said and we did just that. 

Early that evening she went home to get some spices she had that I didn't and brought her work clothes for the next day. 

We had a nice dinner, watched the west coast game until something came up again for the third time that day so we went to bed for another long love making session. 

We managed to get ready for work the next morning without any incidents and she spent the following Tuesday night with me then Thursday night through Sunday night then every night the following week. 

On one of the occasions I drove her home she pulled me to her bed and fucked me there.




Felicity Ch. 61



"I wanted to see if it felt different here. Other than my ex you are the only one that I have ever had on this bed. It feels different and I did not enjoy it as much, I prefer your bed," she said.

One week after that she was living with me even though we had never discussed it but nearly each day for two weeks I had helped her bring some stuff from her house to mine. 

She said my house was closer to her work but I knew that would have saved her only five minutes so I understood she just wanted to live with me. I was not surprised to learn I wanted her to live with me.

At the club each Friday night she visited with all her friends and I was at times in the middle of conversations with some but especially Laura and Jenny. It was easy for people to assume we were now a couple although I allowed her all the freedom she wanted. 

Each night I dreaded that she would go home with someone else however what she mostly wanted to do was kiss me.

Jenny and Laura were the only women we took home. I fucked Jen a few times while she ate Rebecca's pussy and vice-versa although my cum always went into Rebecca. 

Rebecca stopped inviting Jenny over and that threesome abruptly ended. I never asked why.

I felt it might upset Rebecca if I fucked Laura when she was on my bed so I did not. Laura was very puzzled. It dawned on me that what confused her was the fact that I preferred Rebecca to her. 

On our third night as a threesome I watched Rebecca and Laura fuck then I made love to Rebecca as Laura watched. 

When I finally had my orgasm as Rebecca was on her third we noted Laura was gone. She never came to my home again. 

The Friday of the following week we had been at the club maybe ten minutes when Rebecca took my hand in hers and walked us out. We went to a movie. 

Summer vacation had started for me two weeks after Laura left my bedroom without saying bye. I took Rebecca to Vegas and on our second night there decided to get married which we did after our children came over two days later. They seemed to be very happy for us.

After we married we went to Felicity for our honeymoon. Our three day honeymoon became a ten day stay, we loved the town and the people there. I had the free days but Rebecca didn't so she quit her job.

We debated whether we liked the town well enough to move there. She said I needed to go by the school district office and see if I could get a job first. Two days later I had a signed contract. 

We could now travel during the summers and on school breaks. She loved Vegas and Negril and New Orleans and Paris.

Five years passed before we went back to the club. The place was still a meat market. Laura, Jenny and Dixie were there and looked like they had aged rapidly even though they were our age or so. Rebecca and I felt much younger than them.

Rebecca no longer had anything in common with them. We left after ten minutes. 

Rebecca resumed eating pussy on our bed and I resumed fucking her as she did, our new hometown seemed to have an abundance of bisexual women. 

I however never fucked the other woman. She had not asked me to abstain but had showed her gratitude as soon as the woman left.

The town very much became home and we loved most people in it. 

Then we met some aliens and the town moved but other than that we were just another happily married couple.



Felicity Ch. 62



Chapter 62: The Cat

Somewhat early on a Saturday morning I was having a cup of coffee on my patio when I noticed a large cat looking at me. 

It was between two of my flowerpots towards the back but my pots are placed in such a way I could see each plant well from my chair. I could see the cat. The cat could tell I could see it.

It was a semi-longhaired charcoal grey cat that was a bit overweight. By the time I took my first sip of coffee it had relaxed. By the time I had finished half my cup it was sound asleep. It was definitely somebody's cat; stray and feral cats would be on alert or gone.

When I finished my coffee and stood it opened its eyes and watched me go inside the house. About an hour later I saw it go through my picket fence and away from my patio. I had no idea how long it had been taking naps on my patio or if it was a first time for it but I kind of hoped it would come back. I live alone and sometimes any company at all is better than none.

I did my usual things on Saturday but did not see the cat the rest of the day. Sunday morning it was back. It raised its head when I sat in my patio chair then went back to sleep.

I felt insulted. All I merited was barely a glance? 

I told it of my displeasure but all it did was tweak its ears.

"You are lucky I'm used to being ignored," I said to it.

That didn't even merit an ear flick. I resumed drinking my coffee and watched the bumblebees and butterflies visit my flowers.

Soon enough it was Monday.

I was a schoolteacher and my first class isn't until nine so I have time for coffee in my patio each day although earlier than on weekends. I was usually dressed and on the patio around seven fifteen and on my way to work by seven forty five. We did not have to be at work that early but I had a ten-minute drive, (all drives in Felicity were ten minutes or less,) and needed time to get ready.

The cat came sauntering in just as I was finishing my coffee. I said good morning and asked it to watch the house for me then left.

That went on for the whole week until the following Saturday when I went out at my usual eight AM.

The cat greeted me with a meow then went back to sleep.

"Yeah, what you said," I answered its greeting and drank my coffee.

That next Sunday morning's schedule included feeding the plants. I do that one at a time and have to walk past all the pots to do so. 

I talked to the cat as I did but by the time I got to the cats usual spot it was gone. I finished my task without giving it a thought; well I did fell a bit silly talking to a cat that had already gone home.

After putting everything away I got another cup of coffee and went back to my chair on the patio. 

The cat was in it.

"Hey, that's my chair. Use the other one, " I ordered.

"Meow," she said.

Her indelicate position told me it was a female. I also saw that beneath the thick fur there was a collar with a tag. She had an owner.

I pulled the back of my chair up a bit and she spilled out of it and after another meow wandered back towards her usual spot. Water was seeping from beneath the pots so she turned back and jumped into my second chair. She was asleep in seconds.

I drank my coffee then went inside the house to write a story about cats. I did not notice when she left.

On Monday when she came over she jumped directly into the second chair and began some grooming.

"Must be nice to be able to reach down there," I said.

She paused long enough to look at me and said, "Yes it is." 

At least that's what I thought that meow meant.

She was asleep in the chair when I left.

The week continued like that until I made a mistake. That Friday I bought her a cat toy. It was a silly windup mouse I got at the dollar store that scooted along the patio floor. 

I presented it to her the next Saturday morning and she loved it, pounced on it and waited for me to rewind it then pounced on it again.

That was when I realized I had made a mistake.

I got tired of being her servant and wound it up one last time then went into the house.

The following Sunday I looked around the patio but never found the thing. The cat stayed in the chair; apparently she knew I would not find it.

The following Friday I got her another toy, this one was a stuffed mouse with catnip inside. 

She ignored it.

The mouse stayed on my patio until a heavy rain that following Tuesday then it must have been washed away. I never found that one either.

I noticed that most of my conversations outside of school were with her. I noticed I was a bit more relaxed in my relaxedness. Cats have that reputation.

Two weeks later I bought her another toy, a feather on a string on a stick. Yes I knew I had to actively play with her but I got it anyway.

I spent a longer time playing with her on weekends and after the first feather thing unraveled I got another one.

Then she stopped coming over. I said fine and just sat in my patio chair. Two days later I walked around the neighborhood hoping not to see a squashed cat on the street. I got that wish but not the other.

A month passed then one Saturday morning there she was on her chair. I said, "Where have you been? You didn't write, you didn't call."

"Home, I've been home."

At first I was astonished to hear her speak then it occurred to me to look behind me. A nice looking lady was standing there smiling at me,

Nobody smiles at me unless they want a tip or a higher grade on their report card. I just stared at her until the cat said, "Meow."

"Oh, thank you for reminding me of my manners," I said to the cat. Then to the woman I said, "Please come in and join us. Would you like some coffee?"

"If you already have it brewed yes please, one cream one sugar."

On my way back to her with her coffee I noticed my hand was shaking and wondered why.

The cat was on her lap when I rejoined them. We sat in silence for a few moments as we enjoyed the brew then she said, "You have twenty two pots out here, and I have four. My patio looks like a cement patio with four plants. Yours looks like a tropical forest should."

"Thank you, that was the plan. The two back rows are hibiscus, then gardenias, firecrackers, and vincas in front. That side of the fence has esperanzas and plumbagos. The other side has azaleas."

"It must hurt the eyes when they are all blooming at once."

"Don't know. That has never occurred, not even just the hibiscus. I keep hoping though."

I saw it happen but it did not register until it had already happened, the cat got off her lap, walked across the patio table, then settled on my lap.

"Wow, she has never done that. She hides when anyone is around especially men. Have you been feeding her?"

"No. I didn't know what her diet was."

"But it was you that got her the wind-up and the catnip mice."

"Yes I.....how do you know about that?"

"She brought them home."

"Oh."

"Her name is Lady by the way and she is not supposed to get out of my house. It took me three weeks to find how she did that and now she can't. This morning I decided to see where she was howling about she needed to go so I followed her. I just knew she had a boyfriend."

"She does but she is safe here."

"But I don't want her to... Oh, you mean you. Sorry.

My name is Felice by the way."

"Hi, I'm Fred. I take it you two live close by."

"Yes, two carports that way. Do you know the ladies that live between us?"

"No. I say hello to my next door neighbor and move her trash can into her carport when it is on the street but the one past her I wouldn't recognize if I saw her."

"You are not a friendly person?"

"No, I'm not but I am not unfriendly. My colleagues call me reserved."

"What do you do?"

"I'm an intermediate school science teacher."

"Really? Me too. You must be at the new one. I am at the old one."

"On Monday do me a favor and tell Jim he is still uglier than me."

"I'm not getting into that kind of argument. I like Jim even with that ugly beard anyway."

"Ow. Lady bit me."

"You stopped petting her. She might be a bit spoiled."

"Yes, she might. More coffee?"

"Yes, please. This is good stuff. What is it?"

"Café DuMond."

"Did you get it in New Orleans?"

"No, at the Hong Kong market in the city."

"Now that is weird."

Soon the three of us were in my living room and both Lady and Felice went straight to my marine aquarium. 

"Please sit in the rocking chair while I brew another pot of coffee."

When I got back Lady was pawing at my large Queen angel that was gliding past her just to irritate her.

"That is a gorgeous queen angel. How long have you had it?"

"Five years. In fact the last fish I put in there was three years ago and that was the green scat. He was about the size of a nickel then."

"He is as big as a saucer plate now. I thought they were freshwater fish."

"Brackish water as juveniles and marine as adults but it has been fine in there since he was little and he still has some growing to do."

Somewhere along the day we had lunch at my house then walked to her house and had some wine as we sat on her patio.

"Do you have a girlfriend that is going to kill me when she finds out we spent the day together?"

"No, You are safe in that regard. Am I going to get punched out?"

"No, you are very safe in that regard."

In the ensuing silence our hands accidentally touched. Neither of us withdrew them.

After an hour or so of revealing minor embarrassments about ourselves I said, "This has been the longest conversation I have ever had with anybody. You now know more about me than anybody else knows. I better go home before I start on the sordid stuff." 

"Ooh, can't wait until you get to it. I have enjoyed your company all day too and I see why Lady loves you. 

You now know more about me than anyone else in this town does but I will wait to reveal the sordid stuff until you do."

"In that case it will be at my earliest opportunity. Good night," I said.

She seemed to expect a kiss so I kissed her cheek. She blushed and said good night as I walked out her gate.

That night I masturbated for the first time in weeks then jacked off a second time for the first time in a couple of years. That one was because it dawned on me that she blushed because she felt my erection when I kissed her. She had not backed away from it.

She was short, salt and pepper hair, wore no make-up but was very cute. She wore glasses that made her look older than she was which I had decided was her early forties just like me.

I was by no means a hunk but I was better than I had been five years before. Having a garden and a low carb diet had taken away my beer gut and lard ass. I had resumed pacing the classroom all through each class.

I still had all of my now somewhat graying red hair.

My glasses were stylish my daughter had said when she picked them out for me at the optometrist. 

That same day she told me she knew her mother had cheated on me often and loved me a lot for staying home until she went away to college. 

She had not invited her mother to her wedding.

"She would like Felice," I thought.

That Sunday morning Lady was back and sat on my lap as I drank my coffee. Felice joined us about thirty minutes later. She kissed my cheek before she took my now empty mug and went into the house. She returned with two cups.

Somehow that felt normal.

We sat and drank our coffee and talked about our jobs and how bored we were before school resumed and commented on how that contrasted with the previous May when we wanted school to end more than the kids did. 

We talked about the neighbors and mutual friends at our schools. I learned that she loved baseball.

I told her about my daughter.

"You look nice," I said perhaps two hours later. I had meant to say it as soon as she had come over but had delayed it for some unknown reason.

"Thank you." she said, "Take me to lunch at one of the bay restaurants. I never go out to restaurants alone so I seldom go out to eat and I feel like staring at the sea."

"I will get dressed," I said.

She was wearing a white sundress and sandals. Her hair looked nice and she may have been wearing make-up.

I put on slacks and a polo shirt and wore the sneakers that looked like shoes. When I came out of the bedroom she was in the kitchen rinsing out the coffee mugs.

"I took Lady home," she said.

I nodded and asked, "Ready?"

She nodded, kissed my cheek and went out the door. I opened my car door for her and we drove to the restaurants.

"Either in particular?" I asked.

"Either. They are both owned by the same guy so the food is the same."

I took us to the one furthest from the bridge. It was early enough we could choose our table. We ordered sweet tea and looked at our menus.

"What is good here?" she asked.

"I don't know, this is my first time in this restaurant. I am going to order the grilled mahi-mahi and shrimp, it fits my diet."

"I am going to cheat on mine, I want the same thing except fried."

"You are a risk taker."

"Only at the oddest times," she said.

We ordered then I asked her, "How did you know I would take you to lunch?"

"I think you like me as much as I like you and I already know you do your best not to disappoint anyone, but I have to tell it took every bit of courage for me to ask. Thanks."

She then gave me a soft kiss on the lips. I guess I showed surprise because she said, "What? I'm on a winning streak."

I laughed and held her hand in mine.

The girl bringing our tea was a former student of hers and was flabbergasted to see her teacher on a date.

Felice said, "She is surprised because the rumors at the school say I am a lesbian."

"Well that rumor is in jeopardy now."

"I don't know about that. I love eating pussy."

"We have that in common," I said after not too long a pause.

She smiled and kissed my lips again. "Yes, but are you any good at it?"

"Don't know, my ex seldom allowed me to eat her. I later learned it was because she had another man's cum in her so I stopped everything."

"Everything?"

"Everything."

"For how long?"

"Three years, until our daughter graduated from high school."

"Then you went crazy."

"No, by then my urgings had been transferred to food and beer. I was too much of a slob for any woman. 

Three years later my daughter told me that when I walked her down the aisle I had to look as good as she did.

I tried my best but she still was the most beautiful person there."

"So I'm your first date in six years?"

"Longer than that."

"Are you going to ravish me?"

"Oh I hope so."

She giggled and we made room for our plates. 

Neither of us were happy with our lunch. I had eaten less than a quarter of the fish and just one shrimp. Felice had eaten less than me.

"The fish place downtown is open today. Let's go there," I said.

"As soon as possible please," she said.

I paid the bill as Felice voiced our disappointment with the food to the manager and we left. I had heard that that the quality of the place had diminished but I was surprised by the nothingness of our food. I wondered how long they would last. The answer to that was just six more weeks.

When we got downtown finding a parking place was difficult. I asked Felice to go in and try to get us a table and ended up parking past the bakery. 

When I walked in my name was being called. We were led to a table for two and ordered the same thing we had ordered at the bay front restaurant. The differences were like night and day. We gushed about our food then gushed about each other's food.

The chef came over and asked us if we liked his cooking. Felice stood and kissed his cheek and I thought, "Why not" and kissed his other cheek.

"I though you were not going to do that anymore?" the other chef asked him. Her smile told us she was just kidding him so Felice kissed her on the lips.

"I thought you said you were not going to do that anymore?"

"No, I would never lie to you," then kissed Felice right back.

Then she said, "By the way I cook all the fish here."

The other chef growled at her and she swatted his butt and ran.

As we sat back down I noted that our public display had caused little stir in the place except somebody threw a french-fry at him as he chased after her. 

Felice said that the restaurant was full of people that are regulars there and the place is full of women that eat pussy, including the ones with their husbands.

After our lunch I asked our waitress if the chefs were husband and wife and said, "Yes, sickenly so." She said that with a grin.

After we were outside I took Felice's hand and walked us to the resort. We sat at the patio overlooking the gulf and ordered drinks, she got a margarita and I ordered a beer. We drank our beverages in silence as we stared at the sea. We were still holding hands.

"Do you want to wait for us to get to know each other better before we have sex?" I asked.

She removed her hand from mine and laid it on my erection.

"No. When we get back I want to test your pussy eating skills. Then I expect you to ravage me as you promised."

She squeezed my cock and smiled. "Nice," she said.

"Check please," I said.

We went to my bed and I kissed my way from her lips to her pussy. Her smallish tits had gorgeous puffy nipples but I only stopped to love them briefly. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed and I rubbed my face on it before I kissed her pussy.

I ran the flat of my tongued over her pussy lips but stopped before getting to her clit. She had a prominent clit I was happy to see.

I repeated that again several times but more slowly each time. My tongue began sliding in between her pussy lips and I got closer to her clit each time. I got my arms under her thighs and began to insert my tongue as deeply as it could go. 

Felice had been moaning from the start but it was now more of a groan. On my next trip up I clamped my lips around her clit and began writing the alphabet on it with the tip of my tongue. She bucked hard and pressed my head down. She suddenly gasped for breath and I felt her fluids bathe me. 

I was just to the letter F so I continued. The letter M produced another orgasm and so did the letters Q and Z. I went back to the letter M and stayed there until she pushed my head away.

I dried my face on her thighs and her pubic hair and kissed my way to her tits. I loved them until I felt she was breathing as normally as she was going to then slid my cock into her as I kissed her.

She wrapped her arms and legs around me hard and had another orgasm.

As soon as she recovered from that one I rolled us over. She began to fuck me immediately and hard. I was not going to last long at that pace so I slowed her down by pressing down hard on her ass. I kissed her lips softly and she slowed down for almost a minute but then resumed fucking me.

Her next orgasm squeezed my cock hard and it erupted with as much force as it ever had. I'm sure she didn't notice until she had come to a stop. She pressed her tits to my chest as she tried to regain her breath. 

She then devoured me with a kiss and said, "Please tell me we're a couple, please, please."

We had met just yesterday. The safe and prudent thing to do was to slow her down, say something like 'you must have been horny'.

But what I said was, "We are most definitely a couple."

She resumed devouring me with kisses until my cock slid out of her. She moaned.

We got up and went into my shower. We kissed and caressed until we were clean then she put my polo shirt on and said, "I will be right back."

She returned with clothes on hangers and a small travel bag.

"These will do through tomorrow. Tonight we will fuck on the couch between innings and when we get back in bed we will re-do this afternoon all over again."




Felicity Ch. 62



"You are a good girlfriend, I said.

"Thank you," she said as she squeezed my dead cock. "You noticed my place is smaller and has just one bedroom. You have a king size bed and I don't have room for a king size bed. Your patio and kitchen are bigger and better than mine. I'm moving in."

"Like I said, you are a good girlfriend."

I took stuff out of a couple of drawers from the clothes chest and showed her that my second bedroom closet was empty. 

I showed her my office/second bedroom and she said her desk would easily fit there.

She went into the kitchen and made notes of what she needed that I didn't have.

"I love that your washer/dryer is in the kitchen, mine is outside. I can now do laundry nude."

"Please do, and cook nude too please."

"You like my body?"

"Yes, some parts more than others but yes, definitely."

"I like yours too, some parts more than others. Right now my favorite is your face, the way you are looking at me. That was how you were looking at me when we first met. I looked awful but you looked at me as if I was a super model."

"You did not look awful. You looked delicious. You taste delicious too," I said before kissing her.

"There is a problem. Our baby can slip between the slats of your carport fence. We could keep her inside but that would require we have a litter box. A fence and a cat door like I have would be better. The fence would also allow us to fuck in the patio."

"Wow, you sure do have a way with words. A fence will be up soon."

"Why don't we just swap fence sections and doors? When you kick me out we can just trade back."

"Hmm, why not. But don't expect to be kicked out anytime soon."

"Good, I hate throwing tantrums."

We went to the living room and turned on the TV. It was on a classical music channel and I handed Felice the remote. She put it down on the lamp table. I got in my recliner and pulled her to my lap.

"I feel like I have been ravaged for some reason," she said.

"Funny. Me too.'

"You are the second best pussy eater in town although to be honest I have only six women and two men to compare that to."

"Thank you, I think. Who is first?"

"A friend from far away, you will meet her soon. Thinking about our fuck still sends shivers through me. You have the best cock and the best rhythm than anybody. Again I have few comparisons but all of them had much smaller cocks and none of them had your control. Every time you have an erection I want a fuck please."

"Not a problem and I suspect you will try to give me as many erections as possible."

"Absolutely. I will be faithful to you. You do not need to be faithful to me but please keep it a secret."

"One thing I am is faithful. And you may continue eating all the pussy you want but I want to watch."

"Most of the married women allow their husbands to watch. Some allow the husband to fuck the pussy their wives eat. All of my recent men have been those husbands although I have not had a man in nearly two years."

"You just had one."

"You are playing the husband part. I belong to a not so small faction that consists of mostly bisexual teachers. All like cock at times. I probably could allow you to fuck them after I eat them."

"Thank you but lets not try any of that for a while, I can barely handle just you."

She kissed me. I learned a secret from her kiss. Suddenly she had tears rolling down her cheeks,

She said, "Sorry. I never expected to ever be in this position. It's overwhelming. I know you do not want an emotional woman on your hands and I don't want to shorten the time before you kick me out so I will keep the emotions under control, Sorry."

I kissed her again feeling cocky. She suddenly gasped and looked at me with wide eyes then crushed my lips with hers.

Well fuck I thought. I'm trapped. There was a consolation though, I had another erection that she soon felt and straddled me until my cock was again buried in her pussy. She did not stop kissing me but had an orgasm. Neither of us had moved.

I began to caress her tits and found them wet with tears. 

I was wet with her tears. 

Her kiss intensified and she began a slow fuck that was interrupted by another orgasm. My hands left her tits and I put my arms around her. We simply held each other for a few minutes.

She ended the kiss and said, "I have a foster son, His name is Jim and he is working a job in Europe. He just got married to a beautiful Japanese girl. He told me it was love at first sight, they knew they were made for each other. He said their first sex was overwhelming and could not imagine life without her. That is how I feel about you right now."

I gave her the best kiss I had ever given anyone as I held her tightly to me. We forgot my hard cock was buried in her pussy. What we absolutely needed was the kiss.

The kiss ended when we heard my screen door swing open and heard a meow at the door. We couldn't help but laugh. Felice stood up which reminded us we had been in mid fuck and opened the door. Lady walked in and meowed hello then sat on the rocking chair and watched the fish. The big angel resumed teasing her.

Felice slid her pussy over my erection and we watched our pets play.

"Are you hungry?"

"Yes, now that you mention it." 

I clicked the remote and we learned it was already past seven.

"Wow, time really flies when you are having fun. Lets go see what is available in the kitchen."

We made a salad with leftover fried chicken and ate it while standing by the kitchen counter. There was a lot of kissing and nipple tweaks and cock squeezing between bites.

She had brought me some chicken soup and put it in a coffee mug for me. It was delicious and I drank it all.

"Oh, sorry. I forgot that I have to share now."

"Not a problem, I brought it for you. I have never been happier than I am now," she said.

"I have been, once. It happened when the nurse handed my newborn daughter to me."

"That has never happened for me. I have never been married and only lived with a guy my last two years of college. We both knew we would go our separate ways after we graduated so I was never tempted. 

A friend talked me into being a foster parent but Jim was three years old when I got him."

"Show me pictures of him when you bring your stuff over."

"I can show you one now," she said and got her cell phone.

A photo of her foster son and his wife was the wallpaper on her phone. 

"Very fine looking couple. You must be very happy how he turned out."

"Yes, I am. I am also very happy how you turned out."

She wrapped her arms around my neck then jumped on my body and slid my cock back into her.

"Bed, couch, or recliner?" I asked.

"Recliner."

We fucked a little and kissed a lot as we listened to Beethoven's symphony number seven on the TV. We listened, kissed and fucked for its entirety.

"We need to give Lady a potty break, she is staring at your door."

I got us up and opened the door for her, Felice had her arms and legs wrapped around me and I had my hard cock in her pussy. Neither of us were concerned we might be seen,

We waited until Lady did her business behind the last row of pots. When she came back in I locked the door and we walked to the kitchen where Felice took a chicken leg apart and fed it to Lady. We filled a small soup bowl with water and put it on the floor.

I had already started the maneuver when I realized it had a high possibility of a crash and burn. I managed and Felice was never concerned for her safety.

When we returned to my recliner Lady got on it with us.

"Is she old enough to watch people fuck?"

"Don't know how old she is, a friend got her for me. She found the cat in her back yard. She was fixed at the vets so I assume she is not interested."

"Ok, lets assume she is at least eighteen in human years."

She giggled and began a very slow love filled fuck. She stopped after an orgasm and asked, "Any wine left?"

"Lets go see." 

I stood with her still impaled by my cock and went to the kitchen. We found a bottle of sweet red with enough for two cups. As we poured the drinks into coffee mugs I set her ass on the table. We took a couple of sips between kisses and I began a fuck. 

I intended to go slowly and pause for sips of wine but the fuck quickly got out of hand. She began to moan and I felt the need for speed. She almost climbed the mountaintop twice but slid back each time. I fucked her faster and she plummeted down the other side of the mountain and I jumped right down after her.

It took a while before we caught our breath enough to sustain a kiss but we eventually did. I picked her up and she again wrapped her arms and legs around me. I took us to the living room and turned off the TV then walked us to our bed.

"We need to go to work tomorrow. The alarm is set for six twenty three. Is that early enough for you?"

"Yeah, easily."

I set the alarm to on and got in bed on my back. Felice took her pillow and put it against my shoulder and was asleep in less than thirty seconds. I was asleep in a minute and a half; I was enjoying the slow retreat of my cock from her pussy. She apparently never felt it slide out.

When my alarm woke us up in the morning things immediately became chaotic, neither of us had lived with anyone for years. Both of us took morning showers before dressing for work but sharing a shower proved to be a bad idea. We ended up fucking and that put us well behind schedule. 

I had a second bathroom with another shower but we never considered that.

I never had my coffee on the patio. She forgot she needed to take Lady home and get her car before she could drive to work. Our good-bye kiss delayed us further.

We loved how our first day together had started.

That afternoon I took her and my door down and switched them then took my picket fence down. 

She got us dinner from Janie's Gourmet Junk Food downtown then after we ate we moved all her clothes, her dresser, her computer and her desk to my house. We managed to get all the stuff she wanted to blend seamlessly with my stuff. The only job remaining was to dismantle her fence and erect it at my place.

But our fuck distracted us and it had to wait until the next day.

We took her fence apart the next afternoon and between us we managed to move four-foot wide and six-foot tall sections and erect them and the gate in an hour. It took me twenty minutes to put the picket fence up on her patio.

Felice and I walked out to our patio with drinks that evening, we were nude. We loved being nude outside but we needed a place to fuck out there. 

She said some of her friends had doublewide steel framed loungers in their patios. They were expensive but Felice rightfully pointed out it would not be for lounging, it would be for fucking. We had one before the week was up and we tested its stain resistance immediately.

We solved our morning problems by setting the alarm for six AM. By Friday we had become efficient enough to fuck in the shower, dress and have coffee while petting the cat on the patio, then share a deep 'have a nice day' kiss before going to work

Her change of address caused an uproar at work. When I joined her at the veranda at the resort that Friday for happy hour there were twelve women there ready to interrogate me. By the time Felice and I finished our hello kiss everyone had forgotten what they had wanted to ask me.

She later told me that all of them said that they wished they had met me first. "I had to swat a lot if butts," she said.

Our lives settled into a routine that featured a lot of kissing and a lot of sex. We cooked together; we went to restaurants and met friends. 

At least once a day we walked around naked with her arms and legs wrapped around me and my cock in her pussy. A couple of times a week I ate her pussy until she was exhausted and my jaw hurt, then fucked.

I felt I was ten years younger. I acted like I was twenty years younger. So did she.

Once I asked her to make me more of her chicken soup. 

She said "I don't know how to make the soup; Grandma had made it for me."

"Your Grandma lives in town?"

"No, she visits at times but she is not my real Grandma, in fact I have no idea why everyone calls her Grandma, she has a daughter but no grandchildren. She is no one's Grandma. 

She was at my house a Sunday before we met. She was the one that suggested I follow the cat, that she might lead me to a great discovery. 

Lady did.

Funny, Grandma seemed to know I would. She likes you by the way."

"When did she see me?"

"Apparently she watched you that day you fed your plants and talked to the cat. She was helping me find Lady."

"I didn't see her."

"She is really good at not being seen."

Two months went by. I was a new, friendlier person. I met the neighbor ladies and remembered their names. I joined Felice and her friends for happy hour each Friday. We ate out every Saturday night. We had gone dancing. 

She ate pussy on our bed while I fucked her but I did not do anything to her guest other than kiss her. I checked 'threesome' off my bucket list anyway.

Most importantly my daughter adored her and had in fact dated her son her senior year in high school. I got the impression there was something she was not telling me about that.

Felice had special friends that were visiting her from out of town and she introduced me to them. She was very happy to see they liked me. I was too since I liked them.

I did decide that 'out of town' was in fact from another country, their sentence structure was at times interesting.

Three months later I learned her friends were from very far away. I already liked them and after the second time I saw them in true form they were back to being simply the nice people I already knew to me. 

Which was good since a semi orgy between several of her alien and local friends occurred in my patio.

A year after she moved in with me I could not see my life without Felice.

So I asked her to marry me. 

She said yes.

We married in Vegas and at least twenty of her friends accompanied us there including three of the aliens.

When our town moved we were part of a circle of good friends and remained so after the transfer.

Life was good.



Felicity Ch. 63



Chapter 63: Clara and the Aliens

Several years had passed since Clara's return to Felicity and her marriage to Fiona. The years had been happy until recently. Clara found herself grieving for family members that had ceased to be.

Clara was disconsolate from the death of her Aunt Martha and her Uncle Jim, she knew they should not have died. Clara had given them a large cup of her chicken soup and both should have remained healthy for another fifty years. 

The rapid deterioration of both her Aunts Allison and Sophie forced Clara to decide that every one she loved would drink the magic potion in her presence.

However when Clara and Fiona got to her Aunt Allison's house they found both dead in their bed. They were in very fine night gowns and were in an embrace, smiling at each other. Fiona went across the willows to get Aunt Wendy and Clara went up two houses to get her Mom.

Neither was surprised. Sophie had become more and more demented and had gotten to the point she did not always recognize Allison.

Allison had hinted to her sisters that the next time Sophie knew who she was and remembered their life together they were going to celebrate with a special tea. Both were seventy-seven years old.

Their sisters took the tea cups to the kitchen and washed them then called their little sister Amanda. The three then talked to Allison and Sophie for about twenty minutes before Wendy called Allison's son and daughters. They were not surprised either. Connie and Joe came over and they all told stories about the loving couple until the coroner came to get them.

Clara was devastated because she had not visited with them for a long time and did not know the extent of Sophie's condition.

It made her more determined to make sure no one around her would die, ever.

She began before Allison and Sophie were taken away. She made Aunt Wendy and Aunt Amanda drink the soup she had brought for Allison and Sophie. She knew her Mom had drunk hers, she had watched her do so.

Both Amanda and Wendy said it was not as good as it had been the first time they tasted it. Clara learned that was her Aunt Wendy's third cup.

"Did Uncle Jim give you his?" Clara asked.

"Yes, I had broken a cold and he said I could use it more than he did. That was just before Die Fliedermaus."

Clara decided not to tell her about the potion. If she knew her Jim had died because she had a bit part in an opera she would drink whatever tea Aunt Allison had brewed.

Clara made sure that everyone she or Fiona loved was now protected from illness and would live a long life. But they also knew that they had been too reserved in their friendships and knew that there were many her sisters and her cousins knew and loved they had little contact with.

The began to attend every get together they had been invited to. The more get togethers they attended the more they were invited to attend. 

They attended a Christmas party at the home of Fiona's little sister Bobbi. All there drank the soup. One of the guests was pregnant and Clara gave her a second but smaller cup telling her it was for the baby.

Before Clara and Fiona left Clara loved all of them and was happy they had attended.

Soon over eighty people had been dosed, she would not need to attend any funerals for a long time.

All were aging on average one year for every five. Her Mother Mo and her Aunt Wendy were doing much better than that. They were both in their mid sixties but looked and acted as if they were in their mid forties. She and her partner Fiona looked and felt like they were in their late twenties but were already in their late-forties. She and Fiona were happy.

Then Clara had surprise visitors, Grandma and Grandpa from the planet Akkad. She was very happy to see them, it had been years since their last visit. Grandma was a cousin of Empress Ohm who Clara had loved dearly and had led the rescue expedition to her lake house. 

Fiona had met them while they were attending the succession ceremony for the present Emperor. She and Fiona had sex with four alien species and had a lot of fun which abruptly ceased when they learned the ceremony required for the Empress to cease to be. 

They had not felt like playing with others after the ceremony and had requested to be taken back immediately. Grandma had commanded the ship that did. 

In fact the memory of the event brought Clara to tears for several years afterwards.

She decided that this time she was ready to resume the love making. The Akkad had amazing tongues that sent Clara and Fiona into orgasmic spasms easily. The four spent a day making love and catching up with gossip. 

On the second day Grandma filled them in on the future of Earth. It was as grim as could be, an almost complete extinction episode. She told Clara that as First Friend the Emperor Ohnling had commanded that she and all she designated would survive.

"That would be all of Felicity," Clara said.

"The Emperor loves everyone you love, especially your Aunt Wendy, your Mom, Martina and Paloma. He however wishes for you to decide who you would be happy with living inside a bubble because that is what you will be doing. He also wants you to think in terms of genetic legacy.

There will be just four shelters one of which will be a large island with a smaller bay island reserved for the people of Felicity. He hopes you will find at least two hundred people to bring with you but there is room for five hundred."

Clara thought about it for a couple of minutes then said, "Right now I can think of only about eighty people. I will need help on this."

"My daughter Ahn, Sehel the daughter of your Devl friend Tal, and the Sprite Ashel will be here tomorrow to help with that. The Kindred Rah may be with with them since her father Pehr will be working here in Felicity.

You need to recruit others to help you, think of the people that know JB's, Ruthie's Fiona's and Paloma's secrets. We know they can be trusted."

"How many people total will be saved?"

"We hope at least half a million. We are meeting with the recruiting team next week. We hope we may all stay here with you until then. Our daughter and Sehel will be upset if you don't invite them to stay with you."

"We have room but I better put bigger beds in the two other bedrooms," Clara said with a giggle.

"We will try to find recruiters starting today. I request that you two give them the news and their tasks. They will believe the seriousness of the situation much faster that way."

"Well, Grandpa can do that. I'm a bit leery of humans," Grandma said.

"Right," Grandpa said.

Before their argument began Clara said, "Do us a favor and visit Felice, we know she has had contact with others, we know her son is special."

"How do you know that?"

"We are friends. We assume her son is part of the plan for the event and that she knows about it. I am sure she has already done some selections.

Her son called her and told her he had just met his wife and will be in Vienna next week. I assume you will be there too."

"I am again surprised by how much you can deduce from small tidbits of information. I will go talk to her now," Grandma said.

"My guess would be that talking will be just one of the things you will do while there," Clara said with a giggle.

Her butt was swatted for that remark then was gifted with a kiss from Grandma and her remarkable tongue.

Clara drove her to Felice's home but was amazed she had disappeared before getting in the car.

"You had never seen us cloak before?"

"No. No Akkad has ever bothered to do so for either me or Fiona."

"Akkad have been on Earth often since you returned. So have Devls. We cloak and they shape shift. This is my fourth trip here but my last two were all work and I did not have time to visit you. Tal came with me the last time and has not spoken to me since. I was supposed to take her right to you but my schedule didn't allow it."

"She was here? Now I'm considering not talking to you either."

"Sorry."

Grandma stayed the day with Felice, even following Felice's cat to learn where it was going each time it escaped.

That evening after dinner Clara asked Wendy, Mo, Marie, Martina, Paloma, Marti and Maddy who in the town they would ask to join them in a secure storm shelter during a hurricane that would leave them trapped for months in the enclosure but with all needed supplies.

"Well our families of course, including Audrey and Hanna, Shawna and Sammy, Patrick and Lauren, Ruthie and Sean, Rob and Vicky."

"They are family," Mo said.

Clara interrupted and said, "OK. let do this from a different angle. Who would you definitely not invite into the shelter with you?"

"You mean leave outside to die?"

"No, the would all go to Denver or Nashville."

Over fifty names were mentioned although a few of them had tenuous support from at least one of the women. More names came up after a second bottle of wine was consumed and many more after the third bottle was emptied.

Some of those names were surprising but the person that brought it up had a specific piece of information that made them potential unwanted roommates.

All had a good time in what they thought was a fine gossip session and Fiona drove them home, none were in condition to drive.

Grandpa said to Clara, "I think Paloma could hear us. She sensed there were others in the room and I think Wendy did too."

"I would not be surprised. Both have untapped abilities. Their friend Marti may have them too. How many no votes did you count?"

"A hundred and forty-two."

"That was over twice what I would have guessed. The allegations against two of them shocked me. Martina did get the data from Shawna and she would know. But in a town of over nine hundred it means more than seven hundred would qualify."

"We need to give all a test for a tragic flaw, xenophobia. You probably need to hire a couple of psychiatrists to ferret those feelings out," Grandma said.

"True, many don't like others with a different color of skin among humans and they are unlikely to accept, Dorans, Devl, Akkad, much less Saurians. Florans and Cephalons."

"Did you know the entire planet Hahdes is in love with you?" Grandpa asked.

"What? No, why would they be?"

"The hug you gave Tal, Sehel's mother. It lifted a planet wide doubt about their self esteem. When the rumor of your trysts with her reached their planet you became First Friend to them too. The Dorans too most likely, and the Kindred.

All messages you send to the Emperor are broadcast to every planet, including the sex parts. They see all the pictures and they shared your sadness at each cease to be."

"Hmm, I should thank all for empathizing with me. And I better tone down my descriptions of the sexcapades, and Fiona's too."

"That is the part they love best especially the events with Audrey in Vegas. Beings were very surprised to note that Fiona had another man, they are happy for her."

"We better not tell her, you know how she is."

Grandpa said, "The planets want more pictures and the Emperor seems to think it would be a good idea to send more videos of everyday people doing every day things. Sundays at Jana and Inga's would be nice."

Grandma slapped his butt and called him a dirty old Akkad then said to Clara, "What the Emperor wants is a video of Saturdays at Martina's and the parties at Wendy's. He wants all beings to see that you deserve rescuing.

He has sent you five cameras, and an enhancer/transmitter to the planets. All of them have a visualizer channel reserved for them. As you will see the cameras vanish as soon as they are activated."

She then had Grandpa set up one to cover Clara's living room and kitchen then saw it disappear.

"Do you have ideas for places for the other four?"

"Yes, Martina's yard has become boring with the kids all being teenagers. The veranda at the resort will be better. I think most will be mesmerized by all that water. Aunt Wendy's back porch looking out to the pond. The viewers will see all kinds of creatures from that one.

One at Jana's place and the other on the front of the resort looking up Felicity Blvd. The one at Jana's will give everyone a chance to hear Earth music and some concerts. It will also show them how not to dance," she said with a giggle.

Sehel the Devl, Ashel the Sprite, Rah the Kindred, and Ahn the Akkad and daughter to Grandma arrived the next evening. The four spent the night in a sexual orgy with Clara and Fiona.

At the resort the next morning all the alien ladies were floored by the sea, only the planet Akkad was covered with water but there were no vast expanses of it. From each island on Akkad you could see at least two more. The Gulf of Mexico would be the largest single body of water on any of their planets except Cephalia. Clara installed the camera so it could see the people on the covered deck and the sea.

They stayed on the resorts deck and visited with new friends for most of the morning. She soon had a camera working at Jana's club but decided against the one for Felicity Blvd. That one would be boring.

They drove to Wendy's house and installed one there. Clara was not surprised to see the tub was occupied. Her sister Maggie was there as were their cousins Helen and Charlene and their friends Cicely and Leigh. They were nude and gossiping about every one.

Clara installed the camera so it showed the hot tub and the yard then decided that was as good a time to start. She began to disrobe and said, "Girls, I have a secret that all of you need to keep. I mean keep to yourselves, no husbands, no Moms, no brothers, no sisters."

"Oh, you're pregnant!" her sister said.

"No, a much, much bigger secret."

The girls could not conceive of anything bigger until Clara said, "Remember those times when all of you thought I had vanished off the Earth? I was off the Earth. I made friends. These are four of them."

"There are only three," Helen said.

Ahn uncloaked and the girls looked at her in astonishment. Before they recovered Sehel dropped her human form and joined them in the tub. Ashel got nude and flitted into the hot tub with them as Clara, Fiona, and Rah joined them. 

Questions and answers flew for about ten minutes before the girls noticed that Fiona and Sehel were making love. Within two minutes the interplanetary lesbian orgy was well underway. Clara, Fiona and her guests remained in the tub for an hour.

After all were content Clara asked them to make a list that included all the people they wanted saved. She told her sister their mother would know that night. She told the girls not to bother listing their extended family, they were already on the list.

As they left Clara was convinced it had been the right place to start, they were already mentioning names of people Clara did not know.

She also knew that her guests were now their friends and lovers and that secret was safe which was good because Ahn and Sehel had stayed in the tub. Clara decided to allow it but reminded them to vanish if anyone came in. 

Three minutes later Audrey came in before Sehel could shape-shift or Ahn could cloak. She was already nude and dove for Sehel's tits as soon as she was in the tub. The love-in continued.

After another session of sex Leigh asked Sehel why they were bothering to save humans much less Felicity.

She answered, "Our former Empress and Clara were lovers. Our Emperor loves her as a second mother.

By the way, on our planets asking someone to be their friend is the highest compliment anyone can give an individual and we never turn that down. That was why Clara asked you to be our friends. It is a big deal to us."

A pause was needed then, Helen's pussy had just been invaded by Ahn's remarkable tongue. Helen's groan was loud enough to scatter the doves in the yard. Leigh kissed her then asked Sehel to continue but before she could Sehel had a pussy in her mouth. Leigh shrugged and soon had a pussy in her mouth.

After a loud groan Maggie said, "We already loved Clara but now that is no longer the right word."

"Adore is the right word," Helen gasped. 

Ahn had just risen from beneath the waters. She had been submerged for many minutes but the one out of breath was Helen.

The girls kissed and played a little longer but decided they need to go home. Helen gave Ahn and Sehel a ride to Clara's.

Martina, Paloma, Wendy, Marti, Maddy, Marie and Mo went to Clara's house to visit with her new guests that evening. Before long Wendy had asked them to please show their true form, that they were friends.

The aliens were shocked but Clara was not surprised and nodded to their guests that it would be OK.

In less than ten minutes interspecies sex was in full progress. Wendy and Paloma had sex with Grandpa twice. Grandma had sex with Martina twice.

Sehel had expected reserve from the humans towards her but like that afternoon she again found herself in the middle of it immediately. Mo made love to her twice. Marti and Ashel could not keep their hands off each other. Maddy devoured Rah. It was long afterwards that it came to Clara that most of the sex began in the living room and that had been broadcast to all the planets. Then she remembered so had the orgy in the hot tub.

"Oh, well. My ratings will go up," Clara said to herself as she shrugged her shoulders and giggled.

She decide the last camera would go in Sean and Ruthie's back porch looking out to their hot tub and yard gates. It would show the nude traffic to Jana and Inga's pool and the couples get togethers. The cameras had microphones and they would pick up music being composed in Ruthie's studio and the orchestral jam sessions.

Before her guests left that evening Clara said, "These are our rescuers, we will owe our life to them. Please keep their presence secret until you are sure they will be accepted. 

Each Friday evening I will host dinner here and I want each of you to bring one or two people to meet them. Bring Shawna and Sammy. Ruthie and Sean should be back. Carly and Jimmy, Rob and Vicky would be next. Hold off on Shirley, Juanita and Janie until we decide about Charles and Sam.

Helen, Charlie, Leigh and Maggie have met our friends and are already compiling a list."

Sehel added, "And Audrey."

Clara nodded and continued, "Aunt Wendy, we know keeping things private is difficult for you at times but please, this time it's imperative you do so. You of course may talk to each other about your assignments.

Nobody tell Karen, I will do that eventually. Now kiss your new friends and lovers and think hard about this Friday."

Paloma stayed, she spent the night with Grandma and Grandpa and would in fact do so each night until the Akkad left three days later.

Paloma was lonely, her husband had been forced to briefly return to the spy business and was back in Europe. His return had already been delayed twice. Grandma and Grandpa provided her with a very fine distraction.

Fiona hired a psychiatrist couple to find the Xenophobic and male superiority adherents and nearly three hundred residents of Felicity were removed from consideration, many of them Asian, Black, and Hispanic. 

All had been told it was a screening ordered by Homeland Security because of the safe house and the Coat Guard station. The tests and interviews took less than thirty minutes and families could be done together. Most that had prejudices almost immediately gave themselves away so the process did not take long.

Clara was surprised by the large number to be excluded. 

Later Shawna eliminated almost two hundred after doing extensive background checks but cleared Sam and Charles, the guys they beat up had it coming and she had in fact suggested such action to Charles.

Some borderline cases were interviewed by the psychiatrists and nearly all were selected, each had solid reasons for their actions and views.




Felicity Ch. 63



Mo eliminated nearly one hundred because their school records had revealed they were unconcerned with their lives and with limited awareness. Neither flaw automatically disqualified anyone but both together did. Lazy and stupid was a bad pairing.

Clara was saddened to see that just under three hundred residents of Felicity would be relocating to New Felicity. They still had nearly three years to find people and they did find nearly eighty more, all returning citizens or newcomers to Felicity.

When Grandma and Grandpa returned from their meeting they concentrated their efforts on Paloma and Martina although Clara and Fiona were not ignored.

Those two met Carmen and Jordan just before they departed to Akkad with Grandma and Grandpa. Surprisingly the other four opted to stay in Felicity. They loved it there and by then had many friends that were comfortable with who they were.

Before it was time for the transfer all those moving with the town were friends of theirs and had seen them in true form often. Many of them had made love to at least one of them.

Time passed quickly and suddenly it was time for Felicity to move.

*

Note from the author:

This would be a good place for the reader to go to the stories of jjcole and read the set called peers. Not needed but it would make the rest of Felicity more understandable. 

Yes it's the same jjcole as jjcolejr. 



Felicity Ch. 64



Chapter 64: The Town Moves

Almost two years after aliens took residence in Felicity a sky show provided by a comet and the moon distracted the planet and downed or damaged all the satellites over Earth. 

The last weather satellite image showed a tropical storm forming in the Gulf and the projections had it impacting the coast of Northern Mexico. 

Most of the absent family members were back in Felicity. Ben and Janis had died in a car mishap and Leigh and Corey had not found their loved ones but James and Lucy and their daughters were back and staying with Edie and Allen and so were Sally and others but Paloma's husband had not yet made it back. 

Reports that the storm had stopped came late since the hurricane hunter planes flew to where it had been expected to be. They did find that the storm had lost most of its size but had gained great intensity to the point is was being called a second Camille. It had become a one hundred fifty mile wide tornado with winds over two hundred miles an hour.

It meandered towards the mid Texas coast for two days then suddenly headed to the coast at an incredible forty miles an hour. Many in Felicity were already gone by then because predictions for the previous three days had targeted the town for the storms landfall.

The coast from Galveston to Corpus Christi received urgent hurricane warnings and ordered to evacuate. 

All but three hundred sixty people evacuated the town. Those people met at the resort and the building was enclosed in a bubble. 

"Who is First Friend and why is she so important?"

The question was asked by a human to an Akkad.

The human was wearing a frequency altering ear piece so she could hear the Akkad, their voice was at a higher frequency than humans could hear. They were sitting in the resorts veranda.

There were over twenty one other aliens with them in the resort watching the hurricane approach, nine of them Kindred, five of them Devl. 

No one seemed worried about the storm so she wasn't either. The young ladies name was Sammie. The Akkad's was Ahn.

They were good friends.

The Akkad answered, "Well, it began many years ago. The future Emperor and the Empress were stranded on Earth when a large solar flare kicked their ship out of a wormhole and fried all of the ships circuits so they could not navigate or communicate. First Friend took them in and saved their life. She also kept their presence a secret.

The three ended up loving each other dearly.The Empress and the woman became lovers. The Emperor dearly loves the woman as a second mother.

That woman set up equipment in her home that allowed the Empress to call for help. When the rescue ship arrived the Empress ordered the technicians to come up with a way to allow her and the woman to communicate. 

They were reluctant to do that for her, they were not to be seen by Earthlings much less open lines of communication, but our Empress trusted the woman implicitly and obviously loved her so they did. They managed to communicate before they left the solar system.

The Empress and First Friend communicated that way for years. 

Over time everyone in the palace could see that the woman was not getting older and understood the Empress had broken a law. They were not surprised when she nullified the law. 

Three other planets of the Federation have since annulled their restrictions too. The others never had such restrictions but followed the rule to keep the peace with the others.

The ideas of not helping others in time of need now seems misguided to all beings. 

Less than a month after the Empress left Earth the woman's human lover asked our Empress to be included as a friend too.

When the succession ceremony approached the women were invited to attend. 

Both consented to minor surgery so they could hear us speak. Both received a rudimentary neural translator. Both understand Akkad and the Devl and the Kindred languages. The other people's languages are not oral.

The representatives from other systems had imagined humans to still be barbaric apes and were very impressed by the women after they arrived in Akkad a month before the ceremony.

The Empress introduced them to all her friends and First Friend and her Consort just wowed everyone of every race and made love to many.

Everyone knew the Empress loved First Friend.

When our Empress Ohm ceased to be as is the custom at coronations the entire planet saw how emotional the women were. 

They knew the Empress would cease to be, but both assumed she would simply loose her title.

The did not know that cease to be meant to die.

All beings were reminded of what it felt to be completely helpless, they saw that in the faces of First Friend and her Consort. All re-learned about tears. They taught the beings of six other planets to mourn. 

First Friend lambasted the Emperor about the silliness of the custom and ordered him to end it. She said she would not be able to see him cease to be when his daughter became Empress.

The ambassadors and the court understood just how important she was when he immediately ordered the custom annulled.... after he ceased to be.

The woman understood but still pummeled his chest in tears. The Emperor hugged her. 

Hitting the Emperor is an offense that calls for immediate banishment but none of the guards moved, all adored her. 

They understood she had also preserved our Empire, there were no direct descendants to the two she had saved. 

During the ceremony the Emperor just waited out her emotional outburst then simply took her hand and walked to the Ambassadors and introduced her. 

All the women hugged her. The Devl's entire planet gasped when she hugged their ambassador Tal in return. Six planets fell in love with her.

The fire haired and golden haired women are now the two most popular other worldlers on several planets. The little Empress calls First Friend Mah, a term of endearment for female family members. 

Your rescue is entirely due to the Emperors and Empress' love for that woman.

The First Friend to the Akkad and Devl is your Aunt Clara.

That's why we await a hurricane in the beach resort.

That's why we are now lifting into space."

"Aunt Clara is First Friend?"

"Yes."

"Wow. Thanks for the lesson Ahn. If you will excuse me I need to go kiss Aunt Clara now."

As the outer bands of the storm began to batter the town the resort lifted into the air and took them to an island in the Pacific in forty five minutes.

It took ten minutes for the electricity, the water and sewer lines and the communication cables to be connected then the resort settled down on a beach exactly like the one they had just left and like the old location the veranda pointed south.

Most residents had been on the balconies and decks during the trip and wanted to talk about their near space experience. Many had been waiting the reconnection of the sewer lines so they could go to the bathroom.

Many decided to eat breakfast there.

Eventually all went to the parking area, found a vehicle the looked like their car and drove home.

It wasn't their car of course, it was smaller and electric but they knew the only roads in their new world were in Felicity, an island with no bridges.

The first thing all noted on the way home was the subway station entrances on both sides of Felicity Boulevard, one next to the gallery the other next to the Tiki bar.

They saw subway stations stairs downtown on both sides of city hall and in the mid circle of each of the now thirty Cloverleaf subdivisions. 

The residents that had left a townhome now had real houses as did those that lived in apartments. None of the apartment buildings had been rebuilt and neither had many houses, mostly the older smaller ones. 

The streets did not need to be as wide so the sidewalks were.

Eventually all forced themselves to look up, they knew that the enormous mountain where a Texas prairie had been would disorient them. Nearly all had to drive to that end of the island and just stare at it. That was what really brought home to all that they were not in Kansas...err... Texas anymore.

Soon all noted they had new neighbors. Where the shuttered and bankrupt bay restaurants had been there was one large restaurant that served Asian and American food, it was called Singapore.

It was open for business.

Many went in and had a snack as they introduced themselves to the staff. They found Mr. Wu, the owner, to be a magical personality and all loved him immediately. Some of the older ladies noted that he was a widower.

From the restaurants deck they saw that their new bay had islands in it beside theirs. They noted excitedly that the island to their left had animals from an African prairie. 

They were intrigued to see the island to their right had six large and one enormous round building. They could see the sign that said it was the Cel Spaceport. 

The rest of that island was planted with corn, rye, and sunflowers. It was also a wildlife habitat for birds and seed eating smaller creatures. There were wide sidewalks throughout that island.

Each island was only about two hundred meters from them but there were no bridges to either. There did seem to be a subway to the Space Port.

Soon enough everyone went home and spent the rest of the day unpacking. They were fascinated by their new visualizer, a three dimensional TV. 

Their old TV's were there and could now pick up their favorite channels as well as the three most popular stations in thirty countries.

They now had nudity on regular TV.

The next morning all went to work.

For some like the bank, the spotlight factory, the business building, had the stuff to resume working on what they had left two days before. Inga's gym was open and so was the resort and each of the bed and breakfasts. 

Wendy and Marie simply had to put out their merchandise but they took their time doing so and did not open until the next day.

The playhouse was ready as was the town library. City Hall would be ready to go in two days.

Felicity music had all it's artists in town briefly but all resumed their tours within two weeks.

However, although all restaurant owners found up to date new kitchen equipment they had no tables and no chairs and no food. They had been encouraged to think about how they wanted everything to be set-up. 

Each had more room, an outdoor sitting area on the sidewalk in front and large decks in the back. 

The kitchens were open for all to see. 

The exterior of the buildings looked pretty much like it had before but the interiors were larger and empty. The owners and staff had been gifted with a blank slate.

For Julian and Pedro and Sally, and Larry and Molly and Jerry and Janie it was like Christmas. 

It did occur to them that the town was much smaller and expected their places to be deserted most of the time but they had nice business within a week and great business in five weeks which included alien races.

Within two weeks Felicity was back to as normal as it was going to get.

Six weeks after their arrival Clara invited all to accompany her to Capital City and meet their new King and Queen.

Everyone liked their leaders that now included a Duke overseeing their town. Everyone was happy to see theirs was Jim, Felice's son. Felicity was his hometown.

At the port opposite the island from Felicity cargo ships docked constantly but so did passenger vessels. Their island of Cel began to fill up but Felicity was expecting only returning citizens, people who were away when the transfer was made. Those waiting for them met them at the train station beneath downtown.

As time passed parents, lovers and friends began to worry about people that had not found their way home. Several learned their children and friends had missed their boat and were frantically making travel arrangements. 

One last boat with over four hundred passengers did not arrive until the disasters had begun. Felicity gained twenty-one citizens that day, two fewer than had been expected. 

The people of Felicity were cognizant of the boats circling the island although they could not see them, they circled the outer reef which was forty kilometers out to sea.

All felt sorry for them but the news explained the requirement for Cel citizenship began with being the kind of person you would love as a neighbor. 

Most of those on boats were pushy, self centered, arrogant people. The kind that just knew they had to be allowed in just because of who they were.

In time after many boats gave up and as new ones approached the quality of the people increased. Several hundred were taken off ships in the middle of the night and all in Cel felt better.

Many in town congratulated the two in charge of that effort.

Sehel, Ashel, Rah and Ahn had remained in Felicity although all now did most of their work in Capital City. It was just a ten minute subway ride from Felicity.

They lived next door to Clara and Fiona's house. Clara's former neighbors now lived in Nashville. 

Ten weeks after the people of Felicity arrived on Cel an Interstellar ship landed at the spaceport and all of Felicity and many in Cel gathered to watch the landing and get a first look at two new alien species, a Saurian and a Cephalon. 

The spaceship also brought the parents of Sehel, and Ashel. All decided to stay in Felicity. Sehel's Mom Tal was immediately abducted by Clara and Fiona and was not seen again for two days.

A cousin of Ahn also arrived but her assignment put her in Capital City. She was an envoy from the Emperor to the King and Queen and the Lords.

It became obvious to all that in their new hierarchy that Clara outranked all, even the King and Queen.

Capital City was renamed Clara. 

A statue of Clara and Ohm holding hands was placed in Clara's main plaza. The Queen had to request that all who kissed the statues to please wipe their lipsticks off before proceeding.

First Friend was a title that carried utmost importance.

In Felicity she was kissed often and by everyone but that was mostly as usual. What was not usual were the bows and thanks she received everywhere else on Cel. The Lords and Ladies adored her.

About twenty of the three hundred aliens that had come as tourists with the representatives of the Empire stayed on Earth, half in Felicity. 

All had skills that could be of use although Rah's Dad just set up group tours for the subsequent visitors which arrived once every ten days. Some in each of those groups stayed on Earth, many in Felicity.

All four island shelters on Earth had seen at least three alien species in person. Felicity had seen all of them and had four alien species as residents. 

The people of Felicity took pride in that and treated all as if they had been residents of the town all their lives.

When someone got around to counting them many were surprised to learn there were forty two alien residents if Felicity, ten percent of the town's population. Thirty two were female.

The aliens had been so completely absorbed into the community that most saw them as just slightly funny looking fellow members of their clan but even that did not last long. They were soon just friends an neighbors. 

The Devl had never shifted and the Akkad never cloaked. The Sprites hovered just off the ground as the walked with friends. The Kindred decided they liked earrings and necklaces but discarded their wigs. They were cute. The Dorans fussed about the color of their clothes but soon opted for pastel diaphanous robes.

All of the aliens loved the town but the Devl had pretty much decided they were never leaving. Half of the new residents were Devl.

Many were a bit apprehensive when the Ambassadors took Clara and Fiona with them when they left Earth. Clara had been appointed as Ambassador to Akkad so they were happy about that but all knew she was the only one on Earth the Emperor would grieve if any of the safety devises failed. They wondered how much confidence he had in them.

After the biggest of the extraterrestrial impacts four years later and as the planet settled and recovered it became somewhat boring in Felicity. Eating and sex reigned supreme. 

Thanks to the chicken soup potion no one was getting fat and no one was getting much older.

Clara's Aunt Wendy still looked and felt like she was in her late forties but she was soon to be eighty years old. Clara's Mom Mo looked and felt even younger than the eleven months between her and her sister. Her partner Marie was aging a bit faster but not by much. 

Helen and James' mom Amanda still looked like she was still in her late thirties. Her youngest daughter Charlie still looked like she was in her twenties. So did Helen who was in late thirties when she drank the potion and like Clara and Fiona was now in her early fifties.

The dome cleared and the sky cleared and it began to rain. Everyone celebrated. 

Ten years after the Gulf event Clara and Fiona returned home. Sehel's mother Tal had come with them and now lived next door with her sister Alai. Their back yard gates remained open.

Twenty years after the Gulf Impact the Emperor visited and landed at the Felicity Space Port. The alien Ambassadors and The Emperor spent their first night in Felicity. The Emperor spent the night in Clara's home, as did his daughter, the future Empress.

The resident alien girls had been named ambassadors to Earth and now lived in what had been the Royal Palace. The former monarchs were now the Ambassadors to Akkad. 

. 

The years went by smoothly for all. Earth, Cel, and Felicity had become major vacation destinations for all aliens and there were many on Earth at all times.

Everyone in Felicity was happy.

Except the Mur.



Felicity Ch. 65



New Felicity: The Mur

Cel was still looking for shelters with survivors ten years after the Gulf event. One team found a shelter that had seven women and an apparent wild man. 

He refused to show his companions to the team and when one came up from the cellar he punched her hard. 

The team subdued him and asked the women to step up. They were asked if they wanted too remain with him or go with them. 

All ran outside. All were naked. It was brutally cold.

They left enough supplies for the man to survive for a year then left with the women. 

The women were in shock and did not do or say anything until after they were covered with blankets and had a warm cup of chicken soup in their hands. Then one began to giggle. The others were stunned but soon all were giggling too. They finished their soup and promptly went to sleep.

Back in Cel they found none of them spoke a language anyone recognized. Test showed each to be about forty years old but all looked like they were twenty. 

Suspecting they were not from Earth Moesha asked the resident aliens to come talk to them. 

All the women immediately began to talk rapidly with the Kindred. All seemed to be pleading.

Rah's father Yggs said, "They are from Mur, a warlike planet that was mostly subdued by the Federation many years ago. We were aware that they were close to achieving space travel but when the Federation confronted them they backed down. Recently they had a major war between the five nations that killed nearly all of them.

They treated women abominably and the warriors had as many wives as they wanted.

The man they left behind is a danger to all. He needs to be confined and his ship needs to be confiscated."

Moesha called Carmen and she immediately ordered the team that had found them to return and arrest the man and bring back his ship. 

Finding the man and his ship was easy; he was trying to take off in it. He in fact had fired a weapon at them but it had fizzled before it hit their ship. They forced his ship to the ground and he came out ready to fight but was easily subdued by Lord Jim's third son Ichiro. 

They restrained him and Ichiro went to inspect his ship. 

It had been badly damaged and so had a young Devl male.

Ichiro helped him up and asked him if he could fly the ship.

The Devl was astounded that he could speak Devl and did not look at him with hatred. The human apparently understood he was not in league with the Mur.

"Yes," he said. "But it will not leave the planet, its energy coils are mostly spent. When I told him that he beat me and decided to try anyway."

"We are not going off planet, we are going home."

Ichiro told his wife Yara, daughter of Moesha and his ship co-captain, "We are going to lead you back at a speed that is comfortable for this ship. Tell your Mom a Devl will need medical attention when we get there."

"A Devl?"

"Yes."

The Devl managed to stay functional until they got home and the medical team immediately took him to Clara.

The Mur was put in a bubble on a tennis court in Felicity and the Council postponed deciding what to do with him until they heard back from the Federation. 

All the resident aliens and many humans came to look at him. None had ever seen a Mur.

He did not look like the monster the stories had portrayed. He looked like a Kindred only taller and with hair. His manic behavior had terrified them at first but when he saw four different alien races staring at him he suddenly calmed and sat. 

He had realized he was in Federation territory. 

He ate his meals and answered questions from Yggs morosely.

He learned that it had been his clan that had started the war and had been the biggest losers. 

The survivors of the other clans hated his a lot more than they hated each other so they all joined forces and attacked his clan. 

All males of his clan were to be killed on sight.

"How many space ships did your Clan have?"

"Many. Most were lost in the war. Three of us left a battle and went home to pick up our wives. The other two ships were destroyed before they reached space. I survived because my Devl was a better pilot than the pursuers were."

"So if we send you home you are a dead man. If we send you back to your shelter you will soon be a dead man."

"I am safe where I am," he acknowledged.

"True, and you will remain here until the Emperor decrees otherwise. 

A word of advice, on this and several other planets the women are in charge. If you insult or hurt any of them they may choose to have you executed at once. Behave towards all as you would a chieftain. 

You have already attacked royalty and he may wish to end your life at any time. 

You will be transferred later today."

Rah's father left him not at all bothered by his exaggerated threats, he knew no one on Cel would harm him but the man was a savage and needed to understand.

The Mur tried not to think about anything.

A few centons later his bubble lifted and carried him to an island in a bay, it was the habitat of giraffes, water buffalo, zebras, ostriches, impalas and wildebeests. The bubble expanded to include a cabin on the island within it and he was now living in the most comfortable home he ever had.

Two things the Kindred knew about the Mur, they worshiped large beasts and they were terrified of deep water.

The Mur's food and supplies were replaced every ten days but he soon got a note advising him that supplies would stop until his place was clean. He fumed for several days but had to have supplies so gave his home a token clean up. 

He got token supplies. 

He cleaned up everything including the trash he had left outside and he got full ten day supplies.

The visualizer in his home only received news. He did not understand the languages so he ignored it. Several days later he saw that words in Mur scrolled along the bottom of the screen describing what he was seeing. He was fascinated.

Later visuals featuring the animals on his island began to appear. He learned their names and habits and was fascinated by them.

He cleaned up after himself and when he began to smell something awful in his cabin he soon figured out it was he that stunk.

He was very surprised to find that the water in the shower was a comfortable temperature and enjoyed getting clean for the first time in his life.

He noticed his room still smelled and discovered the stench came from his bed. He took the mattress off and took it outside. Two hours later a small watercraft brought him a new mattress and took away the old one. The men that carried out that task ignored his presence and he stayed out of their way.

There were diagrams detailing how to make up a bed that puzzled him until he looked inside closets and found clean sheets that fit over the bed.

That night he slept on clean linens with a clean body. He was proud of himself.

The next morning he saw that the shield around his cabin was ten meters further out from the front porch. His cleanliness had been rewarded.

A week later women appeared on his island, they were rangers checking on the animals. He was impressed when the very largest giraffe came to them and took a treat from their hand. 

He watched the women measure around a zebra and a wildebeest then took samples of the ground. When they were done they got on a platform on the water and left. They had never acknowledged him.

He was impressed with their bravery but had difficulty accepting the fact that he could not have done what they did. But eventually he admitted to himself that the beast was too big and the water was too close to the feet for him.

The next morning when he awoke there was a small shiny oblong box on the table next to the chair in which he sat to watch the visuals. It had three buttons and he pressed the red one, the visualizer came on. Panicked that he had done something wrong he pressed the button again and the visualizer went off.

Did he see the button turn green when he pushed it the first time? He wondered.

He pushed the button again and it went green and so did the other two buttons. He pressed one of those side buttons and learned he had just changed the program. He could control the visuals. 

At home he had never had any choices in visuals, he had always watched what the Chieftain wanted him to watch.

He began to change channels and just pressed the side button until he saw he was back where he started. He was giddy until an image he had flashed past registered in his brain. 

He went through the programming much more slowly until there it was, a note in Mur that read the news would begin in two centons.

He sat stunned for both centons then became manic when the image on the screen became his first wife.

"Hello, I am told you are doing fine. I told them you were the most intelligent man on your planet and would figure everything out. 

First, this planet had not just suffered a war as we thought when we first landed but had been hit by meteors and a large comet. Most of the survivors are on this island.

They were not looking for you when they found us; they were looking for other survivors. They were not your enemy until you hit me. In this planet hitting a woman is the most un-manly thing a male can do. The respect they would have given you vanished then.

The Devl is fine but hitting him did not help your reputation any. The man you charged that easily subdued you is royalty and has placed you there until the Emperor decides your fate.

Expect to be returned to Mur but I hope they allow you to stay even if it is where you are. In Mur you would be tried and executed as a war criminal.

There are Akkad, Devls, Sprites, Kindred, Dorans and humans on this island. There are also Saurans, they are not a myth.

All get along well, all love each other. All seem to love me and love all your other wives. One Duchess is sponsoring me to be a chef.

I am learning a language they call Spanish.

I will renew this visual when I learn you have seen it. Take care. Adios."

He was stunned. His wife, his first wife had been on a visual. She was fine. She talked to him. 

He began pressing buttons to bring her back but couldn't so he put the controller down and went outside then sat on the grass.

He had never cared whether he lived or died as long as an enemy died with him. Now he wanted to live. 

"Even if it was on just this island," he thought.

Five days passed before there was another visual for him. Again it was his first wife.

"Hello. They told me you had seen my visual. I am so proud to be doing this; everyone thinks I am capable so here I am again.

Cooking here is so much more complicated than cooking at home. The flavors are thousands of times more complicated, some for the worse but most are much, much better than we have ever eaten. My executive chef thinks I am doing well. I love her. She is human.

Your other wives are also doing well. The second has returned to her first profession, making cloths pretty. She has an amazing variety of fabrics to work with. Her tunics are popular.

Oh, the women that take care of the creatures on your island reported you made no gestures or uttered demeaning words to them. That seemed to have surprised many.

I have to finish my speech now. Maybe they will let me cook something for you. By the way if you want to save this visual press both side buttons at once. Adios."

It took him a few seconds to realize the visual was over and he needed to press the buttons so he did so quickly. It did not work; he had only changed the visual.

His frustration with the hand-held unit was short lived, he was supposed to press both buttons at once and he knew he had not. He was now frustrated with himself.

Five days passed before he had another visual from his wife.

"They are going to take you a meal cooked by me soon," she said excitedly.

"When they do write me a note on what you think of it. Your other wives love it. My teacher tells me humans and Devl love it.

By the way, Sar has recovered well and has a new friend called Sehel. She is an important person here. They have already had sex but so far they are just friends.

He was asked about you and what he told them I do not know but it couldn't have been all bad or you would be dead by now.

You have likely lost your fourth and fifth wives to others, a human and Kindred. You are about to lose all your wives as the law says if you become a prisoner of war your wives will be set free. They have decided you committed an act of war against the ship that brought you here. The ruling will be in two days.

I love living here and requested asylum. It has been granted.

I will record another visual soon."

She did not say adios that time. He did not know what it meant but she seemed proud to say it. He pressed both side buttons and the visual restarted. He played it over and over until it was time to sleep.

Five days later the rangers were back and one brought a box for him. She walked through the shield and placed it on his patio table then placed a tablet on the table too. It was his messaging tablet. 

The woman smiled and went through the shield and out.

He wondered why he had not attacked her, held her hostage and demanded a ship to get away. Five millicentons went by before he had the answer, he did not want to leave his home.

He was wondering when his cage began to feel like home then remembered the box. He opened it and found a note that said. "I prepared this. It is called paella. Please tell me what you think."

His first thought was that she was more important there than she had been at home. Humans had brought him food from her.

When he opened the container his sense of smell sang to him.

"It's a trap," he thought. "But why would they poison him, beheading would be much simpler."

He took a bite. His sense of taste overwhelmed him; it was the best thing he had ever tasted. He was licking the container before he realized he had eaten everything.

The tablet blinked, she wanted to know what he thought.

He wrote it was very good, then added very, very good. Then he wondered why he was holding back and wrote, "I was the best thing I have ever eaten in my life. Thank you."

He had never thanked anyone in his life except the Chieftain. Then he remembered that the Kindred suggested he treat women like chieftains. It had sounded ridiculous to him then and it still did.

But he pushed the send button anyway.

A few centons later the ranger returned and picked up the food container and the tablet. He bowed to her and she smiled at him then got on the platform and left.

He wondered why his face felt weird so he looked in a mirror. He was smiling.

He did not see a new visual for five days and by the afternoon of the sixth he assumed he no longer had a wife and would not hear from her again. He was wrong.

Ten days passed before he heard her say, "I have bad news for you today. Apparently you are the last living male of your clan. There is glory for any that kill you but the other clans are decimated themselves. They have requested the Federation grant them Protectorship. 

They will have an answer in three months.

They do not expect it to be granted although they are prepared to disarm.

More bad news, you no longer have wives, you are now a prisoner of war. 

Your other wives are searching for suitable husbands but we have been told we do not need husbands at all if we don't want one, we can live independently. 

That thought seems to have terrified some of them.

The good news is that if your planet is granted its request to the Federation you would fall under their protection too.

I was so proud to read what you said about my cooking. Everyone tells me to keep my head on then they all praise me. I do love everyone here. I am home."

She just smiled then ended the transmission.

He was not as saddened by the news on his planet as he thought he would be. A Protectorship would mean overseers on his planet but that was what was needed. If no one had arms they would have to talk. They could build things other than war machines.

He regretted losing his wives but the only one he had cared about was his first. He had seen her gain her individuality. He had seen the pride she had in herself. She was happy.

He then realized he was happy for her.

He did not expect any more visuals or meals.

The next day the rangers came back and handed him an earpiece, it was a translator. He put it in his ear and he heard the taller lady say, " We are very busy and we thought since you live here you could just as easily check our creatures for us. 

This tablet has all of them listed and our notes on their condition. It has your language and ours so you may make all the notes you want and when you click send the tablet will send the data to us in our language. If you want to see something we wrote just click on it and it will appear in your language.

Lets start with the big guy, his name is Pete."

He spent the entire day following them and making notes. The rangers were pleasant and allowed him time to assimilate information before continuing. 

The beasts he had been terrified of did not seem to be dangerous at all, many came to the rangers for petting.

He walked with them to the platform although he could not get closer than five meters to the water. The women said "Adios" and waved as they left.

He now knew what adios meant.

He spent the night reading every entry on the tablet and as soon as he got up the next morning he went out and double-checked that he had the animals identified correctly. 

He was sitting on the grass writing notes amid the herd of zebras when it finally dawned on him the shield was gone.

Of course he knew he would not have the courage to challenge water, Mur can't swim. But he now had a meaningful job and an exciting job and an entire island to wander in. 

He felt himself grinning.

He had risen to the rank of Captain because he had a great memory and was very good with details. 

The rangers were very impressed with his reports.

It was all fine for about five weeks until the zebras began to give birth. He sent that message immediately and within five centons five rangers were there to help him. He assisted in a difficult birth, helped carry out a still birth, and wrote copious notes. 

That evening in the news he saw himself on the visualizer helping the rangers. He saw that the story was about the zebras, not him, but there was no mention of the fact that he was a captive.

He did not have time to wonder what he thought of that because before the zebra finished giving birth the wildebeest started and he was again working frantically.

Everything eventually calmed down and he had eight weeks before the giraffes would begin to give birth. 

He was very happy the gazelles and impalas had already given birth before he got there.

He spent his time sitting amid all the babies which now included about two hundred baby ostriches. He was very proud to see that none of the animals were afraid of him although he was still a bit afraid of their parents, especially the three male ostriches that baby sat their chicks.

Yet he was as content as he had ever been.

Four baby giraffes were suddenly there, they had been born during the evening. He called it in and he received a message asking him if he needed any help.

He almost said 'Yes' but stopped. They were really asking him if he thought he could handle it by himself. There were just ten female giraffes but only eight were pregnant. The four babies he saw were well.

He answered that he would contact them if he needed help.

Then he added, "Thank you."

That evening he found a ranger uniform on his bed. The name tag read eGr.

It was his.

He laughed out loud and began to get in it then suddenly stopped and took a shower then when dry put it on and looked at himself in the mirror.




Felicity Ch. 65



He needed to cut his hair he thought.

He wore the uniform that evening as he ate his dinner. He was as proud of himself as he had been when promoted to Captain.

It was the first time in his life he had worn anything other than clan colors.

His island was just two hundred meters away from another small island and two hundred and fifty meters away from a bigger island. That island had what appeared to be an eating establishments on it and at times he could hear laughter.

He made sure they saw him in his ranger uniform.

He had given up on receiving messages from his first wife. He did watch the news and was very pleased to see a short segment of the graduation from the culinary school. 

He was suddenly proud to see his former wife on stage and almost burst with pride when she was proclaimed the best in her class. 

The ovation she received made him cry. 

He did not know he could still cry. He had not since he learned that doing so was a sign of weakness. He had just learned it was also a sign of great joy.

He also saw a small news segment that showed him sitting surrounded by dozens of baby ostriches. The story was about the baby ostriches but all could see he was in uniform.

He smiled.

Two days later when he returned to his cabin his first wife eBs was waiting for him. He wanted to rush to her and begin sex immediately but instead greeted her with just a soft hug. She had cooked for him again, water creatures that time.

He said he needed a shower before they sat to eat and she said to go ahead, there was no hurry. He had been in the shower just a centon when she joined him there. She embraced him and kissed him. His erection soon intruded but she just slid it in her and continued the kiss.

He had always been the instigator of sex and was taken aback by her actions but not angered. She was telling him she still wanted him.

He was....flattered.

They did not fuck in the shower but neither dressed before they sat for supper.

He told her how happy her visuals had made him and of his pride at seeing her win top spot in her culinary class.

A tear fell out of her eye; he had never confessed any emotions to her. She had hoped he would be pleased with her but she was prepared to be treated as property. 

She was stunned to see he was proud of her.

As they ate a grilled seafood platter she told him, "The Federation has granted our planet Protectorship. You are now free to go home."

He smiled at her and said, "I am home."

She smiled and took him to bed and coaxed him onto his back. She straddled him and began the fuck.

Again he had never been on his back during sex. As he watched her fuck him he wondered how many other things he had missed. He kissed her breasts softly. He kissed her lips softly. He loved her on top.

She had an orgasm. That was also a great surprise to him; he did not know women could have orgasms.

He somehow felt guilty for his ignorance and began to loose his erection but she looked at him with hopeful eyes so he said, "Go again."

She did, twice more before he had his.

She draped her body on his and resumed kissing him.

"When do you want me to leave?" she asked.

"Never," he said.

"OK."

They resumed their dinner and eBs said, "I caused a scene at the restaurant when I first saw you in a ranger uniform. I laughed and cried for it seemed centons. 

Everyone there then saw what I saw and all kissed and hugged me. 

My executive chef suggested I visit you."

eGr realized she could see him everyday from her work. She worked at the place with all the laughter.

He realized she cared for him.

He realized he loved her.

He told her.

They did not leave the bed that time and never finished their dinner.

Her stuff was brought to his cabin by her friends, which included the Devl he had kept as a slave.

He apologized to him. The Devl hugged him.

Three weeks later two tall men were waiting for him at his cabin. One was the man he had attacked but had easily bested him. The other he learned was his father, the lord of the land all around him. 

He bowed to them.

Lord Jim asked him, "Did you refuse the opportunity to return to your planet?"

"Yes sir."

"Do you wish to stay here?"

"Yes sir. Please."

"Both of those requests are now granted. You are now a free citizen of Cel. 

Do you wish your lover to become your wife again?"

"Yes sir, very much so."

"For that request to be granted you must come with us to wed your wife."

The two men got on the platform and watched him fight himself for a few long moments until he stepped on the platform. He chose to stand in the middle of it instead of next to the rails.

They rode to the island in silence and when they reached the other island there was a roar of applause from all there. His first wife was in tears; he had conquered his greatest fear for her.

A party immediately began at the restaurant in which she worked which included a one centon wedding ceremony.

The Kindred Yggs took eGr aside and said, "Your planet owes you its Protectorship. It was watching you grow into a gentleman and civilized being that persuaded the council to vote yes. Thank you for surprising us.

With the same growth among your people membership in the Federation is no longer out of the question."

He was astonished to learn his behavior was responsible for the fate of his planet.

His wife was beaming at him. In fact all were beaming at him.

He really was home. 

Then he realized he would have to cross the water again.



Felicity Ch. 66



The Captives

Twelve years after the Gulf event Cel still sent out crews looking for survivors. The few discovered were in poor shape. Shelters had been advised to keep sufficient supplies for ten years so most shelters would have run out of food and water by then.

The ones in shelters that managed to leave them usually found supplies to carry them through until the Cel ships found them.

The containers the supplies were in had been rigged with a silent pinger that alerted the searchers the unit had been activated. Four motion activated camera would then transmit the images to the nearest Akkad colony on Earth. Months had gone by since any survivors had been located. 

New towns had been built on the surface of each continent and that was where the survivors were now taken after a time of observation. The towns were able to support one thousand people each but none of the towns were full yet. 

The Continent of Western North America had eleven such towns and each was already self supporting.

One of those town had residents that would not be assets to any community and yet even they had managed to survive on their own for a year. That town was thousands of kilometers and large geographic obstacles from the others.

Eastern North America had eighteen such towns, three with the substandard quality beings. Two of those were nearly full. One of those contained only men. None of those three were yet self supporting, the other fifteen were.

It normally took just a week to decide the placement of the shelter survivors. On all continents the new towns were a thousand kilometers apart.

Similar settlements were on other lands with the same restrictions. There were forty two in Asia, Twenty four in Europe, and Fourteen in Africa and South America. Just one in Australia.

None of the "troubling" populated towns anywhere on Earth were the citizens capable of reproducing but did not know that.

The supply canister placed at the entrance of each known shelter was a marvel, the survivors just needed to push a button to open it. The canister then inflated to create a dome that had food and water supplies for forty people for three weeks. If there were more than forty survivors another unit would be dispatched but that had rarely happened and had not happened at all in the last two years. 

The shelter created had its own ambient control so it kept itself at a comfortable temperature no matter where it was. It also had comfortable seating around its inner wall and a large flat area suitable for sleeping. A large first aid kit was also included.

I small rover camera was sent into the shelter that had been vacated to see if there were any bodies in it. If any were found the bodies were scanned to determine the cause of death. 

Partially eaten human bodies had been found but by itself that did not mean the fate of the survivors was determined. If the humans had died of natural causes and especially if they had died of starvation the incidents were ignored.

Some of the bodies had obviously been murdered and that initiated a close scrutiny of the survivors. Most of those ended up in restricted towns.

Microphones had been placed throughout the dome and conversations were listened to by those trained on the workings of the human mind.

Twelve years and six months after the Gulf Asteroid and five months after it had last happened a ping was transmitted and cameras were activated. A young woman watched her screens and listened on her head set. She heard nothing. She saw small beings walking around in what seemed to be space suits. She saw two women assisted into the dome.

The women were quickly given water and after a quick search they were brought bottles of nutrient drinks. The women fell asleep and the small beings made them comfortable.

The rescue observer called the Ladies Akari and Labiba on whose island that particular unit was monitored then sent a probe into the shelter they had emerged from. It was a large cave with many motor vehicles by the entrance including buses, trucks and SUV's all marked as U.S. Government vehicles. 

The Ladies had arrived by then and wondered if the vehicles still had gas and could run. It had been more than twelve years since they had driven a motor vehicle. They also saw a tractor that had apparently piled up soil to one side.

The rover then found an open elevator. The controller maneuvered it inside and before they asked themselves how they were going to get the elevator activated the doors closed and the elevator went down for a long while. When the doors opened the rover was in very large room with low ambient light.

As it proceeded into the cave the rover's camera revealed several domes. Some were dark but some were clear. The controller sent her rover to one clear dome and found it had been a habitation.

The Ladies asked the operator to stop the rover and raise the lens, the ceiling was a hundred meters high, it was artificial.

A few meters later the lens revealed what appeared to be flying machines.

"Where is this place, "Lady Labiba asked.

"Sorry Ma'm, the visuals distracted me and I have not checked. Western North America it seems. It is a designated shelter location by the United States Government."

"Send out the drone from the pod, lets look around, Lady Akari ordered. "Feed all channels we are seeing to Cel, they may know what this place is."

They saw equipment, offices, labs, then a shoe. The shoe had just stepped into view. The small rover was then being lifted and was suddenly in front of the face plate of a being in a space suit. The face was not human. Somehow the ladies thought it was smiling. They felt themselves smiling back.

The being then aimed the rovers camera upward and the women saw spacecraft on scaffolding, all gutted or damaged. It then carried the camera to a room that appeared to be a cafeteria. The ladies saw about fifty dead humans sitting at tables, apparently all had ceased to be in mid-meal. There were no signs of violence.

The camera was then carried to what looked like a control room and it showed the alien turning the units on. The receivers in the dome picked up signals and sent them to Shangri-La. The Ladies heard their computers begin to work.

"Send that on to Cel," Labiba commanded a second watcher.

The alien carried the rover with it as he went out of the shelter and did not set it down until they were back in the dome. There was an apparent conversation with the others then all just sat and waited.

It took just forty five centons for a ship to arrive. The survivors carried the women towards the ship with what seemed like tenderness. They were reluctant to release them to the crew but did.

Once in the ship the women were taken to an infirmary and the seventeen aliens to a passenger section. The were all surprised to be greeted by an Akkad, a Devl, and a human. 

They were asked what air mixture they needed.

Ahn and Sehel seemed confused by their answer.

"I think they said something enriched methane, Sehel said.

"I thought they said oxygen something," Ahn said.

Lord Jim left for a few moments and brought a hand held visualizer and put up a model oxygen/nitrogen molecule. He handed the visualizer to an alien and he soon had a molecule displayed. 

That it contained oxygen and methane was obvious but it took a few moments to see it also contained argon, an inert gas. They wondered how heir bodies could use it.

Lord Jim then asked what they needed to eat. The visualizer was then set to show a jar of what appeared to be baby food.

Ahn exclaimed that was what she ate.

All aliens smiled. They understood English and could hear her.

In Cel the women were taken to the medical center in Clara and the aliens to a house in Felicity that had been the mansion of a music star. The windows and doors had double seals and the house had been filled with their ambient air that turned out to be a combination of oxygen, methane, and argon.

The kitchen had all cabinets filled with every kind of baby food known and the aliens loved that until Martina and Helen brought them Clara's intergalactically famous chicken soup. All could hear them make a humming sound as they slurped up the soup.

The aliens were from a world unknown to any of the others. They related that they had visited Earth for millennia hoping to add them as friends but had instead been detained after their ships became inoperable.

Many died before they were provided with a breathable atmosphere. Some died as tests were conducted of them. They though at least twice as many as them had been captured and were certain some had been on other nations before the barrage.

They said their captors had spoken of a place called Cel they desperately wanted to get to. They were happy to see it existed.

They called themselves the Gaans and spoke in the manner the Akkad spoke, high pitched sounds emanating from flaps of skin on their skulls. The Akkad and Gaans assumed they had a common ancestor.

They were smaller than the Akkad and their eyes were slanted more. Their skin had a greenish hue. As opposed to the Akkad the Gaans had a definite nose although small. The Gaans had two fingers and a thumb as opposed to the Akkad an humans.

Messages were sent into space by Cel and relayed throughout the galaxy on behalf of the aliens asking for a ride home.

In the meantime their suits were modified so that all they needed to breathe came out of nozzles below their face. Those suits were soon discarded and they began to wear what most Akkad did, diaphanous robes.

Earth air was not poisonous to them, just insufficient as was true for the Akkad. Small air bladders of what was needed was sewn into their robes and provided the necessary gases for a full day. They were now free to roam where they wished.

The air bladders on the Akkad robes contained ozone of course.

Three of the Gaans were provided homes in Clara, they were the living captains of their ships. There were seven ships in the caves, two of their captains had died in the crash and two had died mysteriously. 

Two chose a companion to come along with them. They met each day with King Jordan, Lords Marc and Jim, and their Ladies as the races learned about each other. An Akkad was always present and could hear and speak directly to their guests. 

Yggs and Rah, Sehel and Klm, a Doran, were also present but they needed the newly programmed translators to hear the Gaans even though the were speaking in English. Sprites broadcast all of their meetings which were informal.

The meetings were each day at first but after two weeks they became once a week affairs. The Gaans roamed far and wide between the meetings. They were in awe of the Federation ships and more so of the triple hull ship housed in its own building outside Felicity.

The two women with them recovered quickly and were feted by all in Cel. The two had not committed suicide like the others in the bunker so they could take care of the aliens. However their reluctance to eat from the aliens food supply had robbed them of strength. The aliens had turned the tables and cared for them.

The women, Toni and Ingrid, were lured into making Felicity their home. The two were partners in a relationship. They soon had over one hundred very close friends.

After their breathing problems had been solved the remaining Gaan were given the opportunity to live anywhere in Cel. Most chose Clara although several chose Penza. Three chose to stay in Felicity and were awarded a home in a Cloverleaf subdivision. Their neighbors were humans Toni and Ingrid on one side and Devl on the other. Akkad lived across the street. 

The three seemed to always be giddy as you would expect from beings that had been held for as long as fifty years and thought they were alone in the universe, except for the barbarians that held them captive.

The three in Felicity soon found themselves surrounded by six species of friends that pressed their lips to them each time one saw them. All that did so were female they had noted.

The Gaans did not have separate sexes, like Akkad each was a hermaphrodite. Unlike the Akkad the Gaans could control the form of their bodies well but most went through life as neutral. The ones in Felicity individually decided to be female.

As soon as the females of Felicity saw the feminine signs appear on the Gaan women they were ravished, much to their pleasant surprise. They decided woman mode was good and went next door to visit Toni and Ingrid.

The information stream one of the aliens had broadcast to Cel from their confinement base was decoded and shared by the Peers then sent to the scientists on the other Akkad colonies on Earth and to each Federation planet.

All concluded that although a lot more advanced than Earth they were not as advanced as any in the Federation. Their mother ships had spent many years in transit and just a few scout ships had been sent down each time. The scout ships did not handle Earth weather well.

The biological set up of the Gaans was studied and the apparent closeness of them to the Akkad vanished. Nothing internally was close. The Akkad had one small heart and the Gaan had none or six depending on your definition of a heart. 

The skeletal bones of the Akkad were thin but there were two of them everywhere including the spine. The Gaan had areas of a cartilage type of material enclosed in thick muscles.

The Gaan were as different to the Akkad as both were to the Cephalians.

The Gaans knew English well and understood what everyone was saying but did not allow their captors to know that. The women who saved them however knew they understood.

It had been over two years since the suicide dinner before they were found. Numerous earthquakes had been felt in the chambers and the humans had incorrectly assumed they had been buried deeper and would never be rescued.

The earthquakes had in fact moved the facility eastward into shallower ground. It was moved pretty much like a bubble through the soil layers above them.

The aliens had been digging out for just three weeks before bursting out to the surface. They expected a package was nearby and were very happy to find it.

They knew what had happened to the planet and knew of Cel from the talks of the humans they overheard. They knew they would get to go home.

It took two years for Cel to get communication back from Gaans. They had sent a rescue ship.

Cel answered back, "You need to have room for forty six more, we found more Gaans in other locations." The one communicating was the captain of one of the downed vessels. All the Gaans deferred to him.

He was answered, "Our mother ship has five scout ships so even though all of you would not be able to come at once it would not take long."

The captain answered, "We have a place for the mother ship to land."

Lord Carlos had searched his data bases for rumored alien capture sights and found one in France, one in Russia and one in Tibet. Each had Gaan survivors and each had humans. There was one more in Brazil but it was never found.

One of the sites had humans herding the aliens like cattle and those humans were dropped off at an isolated aggressive behavior city before continuing to Cel with the Gaans. 

Those three Celian rescue ships had a Gaan woman from Felicity on board to help them communicate. The three needed to reassure those rescued that no they were not just being relocated, they were being freed. They were going home.

Two of the aliens rescued from the shelter that was herding them onto the ship stood then fainted. The translator told the medical crew not to worry too much, "That may have just an overwhelming experience response. We faint when that happens."

That was what it was.

When the Interstellar Gaan ship landed at the Felicity Spaceport a delegation from Akkad was there to greet them. It included two new Protectors that were going to the Gaan planet.

The officers and beings of the crew were gifted with robes that had the air bladders and invited them to explore Cel. New translators were now worn by many on Cel and all the Gaans. 

The mother ship commander had intended to leave after one day but stayed two weeks.

When their Gaan ships left the three living in Felicity stayed. They had volunteered for and had been granted status as agents for Gaan on Earth. 

That avoided any possible charges of desertion since none of the three had any intention of leaving Felicity.

Like many others they commuted to Clara on the train to their offices there.

All three were pregnant by officers of the Gaan ship. Those came back to Felicity at times to visit with their children but it was a different set of officers that made the three pregnant again. A native population of Gaans was now well underway in Felicity.

The Gaan episode had brought a mystery to Earth. They said they had not been the only ones visiting Earth over millennia. They had visited Earth for over fifteen thousand years but found they had not been the first.

They had revisited Earth every five hundred years and found Earth had been visited by others each time. Several of those visitations could be easily traced to the time the Devl had visited.

The Akkad had only been visiting Earth since the first radio signals had been detected but there was some overlap there since the Gaan had increased the frequency of their visits to every twenty years after they saw humans flying. 

The Kindred, Florians, Cephalians, Dorians, Saurians and Mur had never visited Earth. The Dorans and Saurians had a planet like Earth in their mythology as did the Devl but that mythology included the beings that had piloted the three hull ship still being studied at the main shore just off Felicity. 

The beings of the triple hull ship were gone before any of the Federation planets had a developing civilization.

"So who were the others? Are they coming back?" was asked by all.

The answer did not come for two hundred years when the owners of the three hull ship returned for it.



Felicity Ch. 67



New Felicity: The Azulians

Life in Felicity had settled down and all were at ease with the presence of alien residents. It seemed those aliens knew everyone in town and had made love with a third of them. The aliens were preferred people.

Felicity had seen hundreds of aliens come and go and all had been treated as new best friends. The decision to place the spaceport there had been an inspired one.

Still alien races not in the Federation sometimes found themselves in the town. There was a customs office of sorts in the Space Port and a small scrutiny check was conducted on non-federation aliens. 

Of course full scrutinies were made of non-federation aliens before they got on a ship so all Felicity Spaceport did was confirm they were passengers.

Two very tall females with blue skin and an upward extension to the front of their skull arrived at the spaceport and waited for someone else to arrive. They were dressed in diaphanous layers, they were gorgeous.

The problem surfaced when after the last ship had landed and the being they were waiting for had not arrived. No one knew their language and the Spaceport personnel were not able to convey to them that they needed to find a place to spend the night.

They seemed to sing to each other to communicate and seemed to find spoken languages harsh. They were not upset or worried however, they were prepared to wait for someone for however long it took.

Their plight made news on the visualizers and eBs, the Mur chef of the bay restaurant in Felicity, was heard to say,"Oh, Azulians. I will need to see their show."

The police chief Jana heard her and asked if she could understand their language.

"Yes, some. They sing their conversations and when they perform they sing in the language of the people they are performing for. I went to a concert they performed in Mur when I was a child."

"Did you understand what they just said?"

"Yes, they said not to worry about them, their master is coming. They sang that in Mur. They may think this is a Mur planet, we do look somewhat alike."

Jana talked to Jing Li and she allowed her to take eBs with her to the Spaceport.

eBs bowed to the women and sang that their master would not be in for at least fifty centons and invited them to come and eat.

The women bowed to eBs and confessed they did not have funds. She sang to them that she was a friend and no currency was needed.

They followed her to the restaurant. The kindred there bowed to them as they walked in. The humans saw that and bowed to them too. Soon they were enjoying a seaweed dinner and sipping tequila. That was the closest to the beverage that eBs felt they would enjoy.

The women were mesmerizing singers and they paid for their food and drink with songs. 

Jana had called Lord Jim and he was suddenly there. The women understood immediately that he was the lord of the land. They bowed to him.

He asked eBs to tell them to follow him and he led them to the train and his compound. He brought eBs with them.

Once there he had her explain that their master would not be joining them. Their reaction puzzled him, they seemed confused and perhaps...happy?

eBs explained, "Azulians females are something like slaves, they have a master that controls their lives. If they don't have one they are sold to the highest bidder.

Their musical talents last only twenty years then they stop singing and they breed. They are abandoned as soon as their daughters can sing. 

They are still in their prime so they are confused about being sold, they hope their next master loves them better."

"Their master was arrested by the Federation and his women declared free. Will they understand that?"

"No, they will not. They are pleasant beings but likely not very smart. They would not enjoy being free. I am still terrified I have to make decisions for myself even with my husband's support."

"Tell them I am their new master and they will spend the night here."

eBs did and they saw the women smile and sing their thanks to him. Jim thanked eBs and allowed her to go back to work then called Jing Li to thank her too.

The Azulian women thought they were there for sex and began to disrobe. Jim called Mizuki and explained to her about the communications problem that got immediately worse when the ladies began to caress both of them as they sang.

Sex with the Azulians was interesting and very pleasant and afterward Jim and Mizuki managed to get them to understand they needed to rest which disappointed both women but they all did eventually go to sleep. 

Jim figured it had been well over a hundred centons since the Azulians had last rested.

The following day they invited the Peers to meet and ask for ideas as what to do with them. They watched the women go through their day and both women apparently saw the others as potential buyers and sang to them.

"They are talented and they are gorgeous but they are as different as the Saurians. Had any of you heard of that race before yesterday?" Mizuki asked their staff and visitors.

"No, and I wonder how many other alien races there are that are not part of The Federation," Hu said.

"They are show business people so Carly could handle them, put them in concert from Jana's place." Natalia said. 

"I wonder if they can survive on their own. They seem to have the mind of three year olds eager to please. We may just need to wait for an answer to our inquiry before we can do anything," Mizuki said.

Marc said, "Are their handlers husbands? If not then they are free women here, we can not sell them anyway."

"eBs understands them?" Claudia asked.

Mizuki answered, "Yes but not completely. We need to contact the other Mur and find out if they are better at that. Are all of them settled in on their new lives?"

"No, the youngest has given up on being a merchant and the next youngest has given up on marriage. Lets get both of them here this morning," Lord Jim said.

The two Mur women were terrified to be summoned to the Lords house. They had not found a niche for themselves in society and assumed they would be sent back to Mur.

They were surprised to see the Azulians and shocked to be asked for their help in translating for them. Their near terror subsided and both began making friends with the ladies.

The Peer were lucky, both Mur not only understood the Azulians but the youngest had worked with a troupe and had been their costume lady.

They did give the Peer insight into the women and confirmed they they were childlike but intelligent. They learned languages quickly.

The Azulian women also liked sex so it would be best if they were entertained that way on a regular basis. They did need full time handlers.

The Azulians had to travel to other planets for concert income. The richest planets would not accept property as the status of the singers. As soon as the handler changed that to designation to performer the women assumed full status as a civilized being. 

They singers soon realized that now could stay in the planet if they wished. Many have. The men stayed with them but their reputation had preceded them and were kept under close surveillance. Most went home and collected the money while their ladies sang.

Their handlers then found getting permission to see his singers in their new planet after they stopped singing was difficult for most, impossible for many. The few that managed to visit the singers then learned that any one born in the planet was a citizen of that planet with all the rights thereof.

If the handlers stayed and waited for their daughters to be of singing age he would only be able to collect a maximum of ten percent off the net earnings. Many males have taken a deep breath and stayed. Most have gone home cursing the Federation. 

That faction of the Azulian planet is quickly dying out. Their planet is now the only one without Azulian singers.

The youngest Mur said, "Their owners, the male Azulians, are like Mur men, they dominate the women but treat them a bit better. The songs they sing when mistreated are very sad and that is not good for business so they are pampered. 

When the women's daughters start singing they are abandoned. May we tell them they will not be abandoned when their time comes?"

Mizuki saw and heard the silent plea behind the request and answered, "On Earth no one is ever abandoned."

The Mur women seemed to suddenly tremble and sob. It took a minute for them to compose themselves before repeating the promise to the Azulians in song. 

They seemed stunned by the statement. As soon as they recovered the Azulians bowed deeply to all then hugged the Mur women.

Lord Jim asked the Mur, "Will you two take on the responsibility as their handlers?"

The Mur women seemed to think they had just won a jackpot. They saw that they could justify their lives. Their yes was enthusiastic and grateful.

"Can you live together?" was the next question from Jim.

"We would be cramped but yes."

"You will not be cramped. There are houses in Felicity available. You are now the agents for the Azulians and working for Carly. 

Make sure they understand they have just become stars and teach them how to behave. I will get Ruthie and Edie to help you. You are now fully employed," Lord Jim told them.

The Mur women bowed to him as they cried in joy. The Azulians stopped their happy song and paid attention to the proceedings.

"Tell them we still own them and make sure they understand we want them to be happy. I will call Carly," Mizuki said.

The Azulians bowed to Lord Jim and and Lady Mizuki as they listened to the Mur women. They seemed to be as happy as the Mur women were.

The Mur and the Azulians moved to Felicity and joined the other artists of Felicity Music. The ladies fit well with others and got the sex they needed. The Mur women did too.

Their first podcast was beamed to all the planets as was their first concert in Penza. They became a sensation.

Later the Saurians and the Azulians met each other to their mutual astonishment. The Azulians sang their greetings and the Saurians sang theirs back. All in the place, Mr. Wu's in Felicity, were stunned. Between them they made the best music any had ever heard.

The Saurians seldom spoke, they communicated non-verbally to each other and to most others with single syllable sounds. The people of Earth had been told they were amazing singers but had never heard them sing. After all introductions were completed a young Saurian began to sing a melody the Azulians knew and sang along with her. It was a short song, just barely a centon long but all were mesmerized. 

The young Saurian had to spend the next few months reminding all the was a bimolecular scientist, not a singer.

Time passed and the Azulians were no longer a sensation when seen. All knew to sing to them when speaking. All knew they were very sexual creatures. The singers were happy.

A year later one Azulian woman was waiting patiently at the Cel Spaceport hoping for a new life.

Ladies Akari and Labiba immediately had her whisked to their island.



Felicity Ch. 68



The delegation of former warriors and enemies looked very much like what they were. They did not trust each other and thought the trip to Earth was a waste of time.

Each had five wives walking behind them dressed in the colors of the clan of which they were members. The males were no longer allowed to wear clan colors but the treaty did not include their women so they now signified their allegiance.

They came to Earth because they had not arrived at an agreement on who should lead their planet. The Federation required that to join them the entire planet needed to be unified and theirs was not. They came to Earth to speak to the only Mur they knew would be impartial, the only male member of his clan, eGr.

When the clans first saw the problem of electing a planetary leader loom they had asked eGr. He had turned them down.

All the clans had breathed a sigh of relief when he did so at that time but for the next five years they had searched for a solution and had not come up with one. Their planet remained fragmented and so was the recovery effort on their war torn planet.

They knew their bickering was hurting their chances to be admitted to the Federation so they asked eGr a second time. 

He had declined to come back as Leader a second time so the four clan leaders were forced to take the trip to Earth and try again in person.

It took a long while for them to get permission to travel off their planet but it was granted. Mur had never set foot on another planet until then. That planet was Earth.

Their meeting was to take place on the deck of a restaurant in Felicity and the Chieftains almost ruined their chances when none at the restaurant paid any attention to them and none of the women stood.

Old habits are hard to ignore but they had been instructed on the mores of Earth and knew they would be ignored, but it had never happened until that day.

The Federation had made sure they understood that tolerance of others was the tenet of the Federation and any arrogance they displayed could set them back for many years so they swallowed their pride and waited to be guided to their table.

They did see five alien races scattered through the restaurant enjoying themselves and laughing. They could hear Kindred sing but could not see them. Eventually they were spotted, the Kindred were sitting around a bar in the water.

The Chieftains just managed not to shudder.

The Lord of the Land came to them and led them to a round table on the corner of the deck. Lord Jim had chosen a spot close enough to the edge to make them a bit nervous about the water but far enough away to be able to function.

He said, "I regret there will be a short delay, two of the beasts have challenged each other and eGr has gone over to end it. He will calm both down and load the older one on a transport and be taken to a zoo in Clara. The younger challenger will become the prime male of the herd.

It should be over soon in fact I see him with the older one now."

The Chieftains were astounded to see an enormous beast follow eGr to a dock and both get on a barge. They saw eGr talk to the beast and caress its side.

"That is Pete, a giraffe. He and eGr have been friends for years, this is a sad day for both.

Oh, your first wives are bringing us something to eat. This is called paella and was made by eBs, eGr's wife."

The Chieftains had not noticed their wives had not been behind them until then. They had not noticed the Sprite and her camera either. She had a camera trained on them as soon as they exited the ship.

They barely noticed when their wives left again when the aroma of the food reached their very beings. All were very disappointed when they found their plates were suddenly empty. They had eaten their meal a fast as they could.

Two pitchers of beer were brought to their table but drinking was postponed when the barge with eGr and the giraffe sailed by. eGr bowed to them and the Chieftains stood and bowed to him.

They had to admit that he had more courage than they did, the beast and the water were more than they could have handled individually much less together.

"They are going to the mainland and Pete will be transported to Clara from there. eGr will join us when Pete is on his way. Have you been to Clara yet?" Lord Jim asked as he poured a mug of beer for each guest. 

The Chieftains were stunned that the Lord of the land would serve them, that was what wives were for. They again noticed their wives were not around.

Eventually one of them answered that Clara was not on their agenda.

"Really? I though our Queen had a seminar for you about how to set up a government. Our set up would suit your planet well. She is expecting you."

He had trapped them, they now felt they had to pay their respects to the Queen.

A few moments of silence later one asked, "Where are our wives?'

"In the banquet room, Azulians are singing for them as they eat paella. If you wish I could ask eBs to teach them how to make it."

He got an enthusiastic yes to that from all four.

eGr joined them as the Chieftains finished their second beer. They stood and bowed to him. Lord Jim saw no reservations about him from the chieftains. What he saw was their admiration.

What followed were desperate attempts to convince him to accept the Leaders post of their planet, which eGr declined.

Lord Jim then said, "What if you become leader but for just five years? Then you could hold an election for a new leader for the next five years but set it up like we do here and in Kindred and prohibit the leader from holding the post twice in succession. You could set up a council to choose the candidates for the next election."

eGr seemed to be considering that so the Chieftains immediately agreed to the proposal.

eGr said, "I'm not sure about this, my wife and I love it here."

"You could both come back and resume your jobs after the next leader is inaugurated." Lord Jim said.

The chieftains were very happy to realize the Lord of the Land had stepped to their side.

"Let me talk to eBs and see if she would do that," eGr said and left the table.

Lord Jim waited for a beat then explained, "On Earth and all Federation planets marriage is a partnership, both work to keep the other happy. If she says no then you have no chance. If she says yes you would have to treat her with the respect you treat him.

Please remember that our next Empress is a female as is our Queen. The Kindred planet Leader is a woman that is not even Kindred, she is a Devl.

I know all of this is difficult for you to accept but you already know it has to happen for admission to the Federation. 

The Queen and the Empress both have to agree to allow eGr to take on the post. He had never accepted your request so that formality had never been approached. I am sure both would require assurances that a Federation officer would be treated as such.

Here they come."

eGr was in his ranger uniform and had looked like an officer of the Federation to the Chieftains. They had realized as he floated by with the beast that he outranked them in their new universe.

Lord Jim stood so the Chieftains did too.

eBs said, "I have agreed to go but if am not happy there I will leave. He said he would follow me back even if it has not been five years."

She was wearing an uniform too. The Chieftains were beaten, they accepted the terms.

eGr said, "We both need to get our replacements set, that will take about ten days. We all need to return to Mur together and present a unified front so you will need to wait for us.

You will need to visit the Queen and request I be permitted to take on the post then she needs to contact the Emperor and do the same, that should not take more than ten days total. 

You have a new Leader," eGr said and shook each chieftains hand. 

They were extremely pleased. They had not expected him to consent at all.

Lord Jim led the Chieftains and their favorite wife to Clara while the others stayed for cooking classes. 

At the end of the day the remaining wives were taken to Bed and Breakfast habitations and were paired with the age opposite number wives regardless of clan, each pair in a different B&B. Even though all were stunned and nervous none voiced any objections.

That evening at home eBs said, "It went exactly as Lord Jim said it would. Did you see their faces as the barge with you and Pete sailed by? It was pure hero worship. How is Pete?"

"I think he enjoyed the ride around the island. He probably thinks he may have landed on a different island and those are new females for him. Sasha will set him straight. Did you notice that the Chieftains chose wife number one to accompany them to Clara?"

"Yes I did and so did the other wives and it made them nervous. I told them not to worry that I was going to teach them to make bait," she said with a giggle.

"Well your dish got their attention. Teach the wives how to make empanadillas and hamburgers too."

"Those are next. Ten days of school should be enough for them. They should go home with at least twenty dishes they can prepare. They were in a lesbian orgy with the Azulians when I came out to say my lines. I had never thought I would ever speak to Chieftains as if I was their equal."

"You are not their equal, you are their superior. Before we leave they will be comfortable with that."

"I am so proud of you. The Chieftains were already grateful you had gained Protectorship for our planet but they now see you as the one to lead them to the next step."

"With you. All will see how intelligent, self assured, sexy you are and the women will emulate you. Speaking of sexy....."

The following morning the Chieftains were granted an audience with the King and Queen and were flabbergasted to see the King defer to the Queen.

Jordan played that up a little too much until Jim signaled for him to tone it down a bit. Carlos was trying not to laugh.

The Chieftains were then led to a classroom and for the next seven days they learned how to set up a government. By the fifth day they no longer noticed if the instructor was male or female, human or non-human.

They visited each city, wildlife reservation, and many manufacturers of products that would succeed in Mur. For the first time since their war the had a plan to carry out together.

Their younger wives went to culinary school each day and eBs taught them every dish eGr loved. They braved the hot tubs, then loved the hot tubs, then enjoyed the company of others in the hot tubs.

All had become reluctant to return to Mur but eBs reminded them that they would be the intermediate step between her and the rest of the women on Mur. They were very much needed.

The Chieftains entire visit was beamed to all planets including Mur. The eGr's sail past them on the barge became a sensation on Mur, he was hailed as a hero when he arrived. All saw his only wife walk by his side as they held hands. 

Five years later Mur was a new planet just as Earth had become one. There was no longer a warrior class so multiple wives became a rarity. Most kept the wives they had but allowed them to be something other than wives. 

Emulating the new Leader the four Chieftains released all but their first wives. Those wives had been given lessons on lovemaking while in Clara.

The other wives soon had very popular restaurants. Just three of the sixteen remarried. All of their staffs were widows. All learned about lesbian love.

Even though she was now Consort to the Leader eBs still gave culinary classes in the Leaders new compound throughout the five years in office. Those students also opened restaurants that became the rage. Before any one noticed women soon controlled a large portion of the planets wealth.

No one had noticed that hot tubs had been imported to Mur at times.

But men were very happy too. Taking war out of their future allowed them to relax and have fun. They liked the self assured women better.

Laughter became common everywhere. Men challenged each other to walk through shallow water and sail on boats.

Women learned to swim.

When the Mur had elected his replacement eGr's return to Earth had many in tears. In his farewell speech eGr said he had to go home, Pete missed him. Everyone laughed, a first for Mur. All knew who Pete was.

He was now Mur's first Ambassador to Earth although he returned to his wildlife island and his wife returned to her restaurant.

There were some small setbacks the worst of which brought eGr back for a year and a half. 

Five years after the emergency return he had been elected for a second term as Leader even though he had not run for office. 

Their oldest daughter could not accompany them as she had been elected to the Royal Council in Cel. Their youngest daughter did and spent her teenage years there. In fact she married and stayed in Mur when her parents returned to Earth.

In just eighty years Mur was invited to join the Federation. eGr and eBs went back to Mur unannounced. 

Everyone that saw him as he walked through the Mur Spaceport immediately hugged him then called their spouse then called the media. 

They were adored icons on Mur. Many had tears running past their smiles as they bowed to them. 

Hero worship soon pretty much trapped them by an adoring crowd before they could leave the Spaceport. He climbed up a set of stairs and waved. eBs held his hand. When most of the media surrounded him he looked at the cameras and announced, "We have been invited to join the Federation. I say we vote yes."

The joy, the pandemonium had the Mur crying. All rushed to their communicators to vote and the old couple could at last be greeted by their granddaughter, the newly elected Leader of Mur and the reason they had won the invitation. Few noticed the affection a woman showed the Leader, her sister. She was now the Federation's ambassador to Mur.

The family cried its way to a planet wide party. It was not until the cameras at the Leader's compound caught sight of them that everyone saw The Emperor, The King and Queen of Earth and the Leader of Kindred and his human wife, were on Mur too.

It seemed that all in Mur were shedding tears of happiness. Perhaps they all were. They were now a part of the people.

After two weeks eGr and eBs decided to stay home. Their family was there.

Twelve years later eGr died. The only obelisk ever erected on Mur was in his name and honor. It was in the middle of the main plaza in Capitol City. The cities name was changed to eGr as soon as they could, he had always declined the honor.

All Federation planets sent an envoy to take part on the ceremony. The Queen of Earth, First Friend, and the Empress of the Federation were all there. They all deferred to eBs.

She told the multitudes, "Do not to mourn him, celebrate him. Without him there never would have been a planet of all the Mur. Without him we would not be as proud of being Mur. Please give him one more cheer."

It began slowly but soon every voice on the planet was cheering him with tears on her eyes.

There may have been further ceremonies planned but all simply kissed the obelisk and walked away.

Three weeks later eBs died. She had been for decades the most loved woman of Mur. 

A public ceremony had not been planned at her request. But within minutes of her death a statue of her and eGr suddenly appeared in front of the obelisk. They were holding hands as they smiled to everyone as they had when he announced Mur had been invited to join the Federation.

The plaque at the base of the statue read," eGr and eBs. Parents of the New Planet Mur."

Within a week all on Mur had kissed both.



Felicity Ch. 69



His name was Albert Ritter but few called him Al and his mother was the only one that called him Albert.

The world called him Tex.

He was The NASA hot shot astronaut but Nasa was no longer flying which royally pissed him off. He had just finished his training when the space shuttles were confined to museums.

He was assigned to Edwards AFB and did flight testing on new and improved aircraft. He was assigned 'the over the hump' test flights, the ones after all knew the thing would fly and not disintegrate before landing. 

It was not his idea, he had always volunteered for first flights but others were chosen. Those guys were by the book and would not have tested the limits of their craft or themselves.

It took him a while to understand those guys would not have minded if their crafts committed suicide.

Tex would test the limits of the crafts but had an innate ability to sense when it was enough and back off. He was an aeronautical engineer and could also give useful details about the performance of the air ship.

On the ground he was much less successful. He had adopted a brash cowboy persona that seemed to attract bimbos well so he got laid often. But he was now thirty three years old and was wishing for intelligent conversation, a sense of humor, and some comprehension of what he did for a living from the women around him.

Those type of women didn't like Tex.

An opportunity arose that would change his life although it would be years before he understood it did.

The RAM rocket craft had been built and the pilotless prototype had been successfully tested. Larger ones were being built and Tex saw it as an X-15 experience waiting to happen.

That second pilotless craft did not perform well in test flights and someone decided craft number three needed to have a pilot. It would be called the Armstrong.

A training mock up was built and he was one of ten pilots assigned too train in it. He was the only one not to have a catastrophic failure, in fact he was the only on to have fewer than three so he was chosen for the first flight.

After many delays he and the ship were ready. The ship was strapped under a B-52 and was released at an altitude of forty seven thousand feet and a velocity of five hundred eighty mile an hour. The ships rockets fired but quit forty seconds too soon so the RAM engines never had the speed needed even though he had achieved mach 3.

Tex glided the ship to the ground effortlessly and was debriefed for a week.

Everyone was sure the RAM engine should have ignited and were at a loss on why it did not. They asked Tex if he had tried the emergency override button.

"What override button?" he asked.

Sure enough the option of pilot initiated ignition had not been built into the craft.

They decided to go ahead with the second test even though many knew an asteroid of some size was going to hit the Earth in just over a year. The powers that be had decided to see if the engine would be capable of fast enough travel through space to save "just the right people."

Tex was unaware of that.

His glimpse of space on his first flight had amazed him and wanted to see that again, after all, he was a trained astronaut. 

The fact that he had not been in space had eaten into him a lot more than he realized. 

When the RAM engine ignited he was supposed to stop it before his ship achieved escape velocity but the acceleration was so smooth he never looked at his instruments.

He did not notice he was in space until his clipboard floated past him.

"I fucked up," he said to ground control.

"Yes you did," ground control said back.

"While you are there see if you can guide the ship into a turn. When after facing west turn the engines off."

"Roger," he said and using the side thrusters turned the ship around.

"Done," he said, "but my instruments say I have gained a hundred thousand feet during the turn. Is that right?"

"Yes it is. Turn the RAM engine off and fire forward thrusters for thirty seven seconds, that should slow you enough for re-entry. 

We read an anomaly near you, do you see anything?"

"No. Wait, the universe just winked at me."

That was the last anyone heard of Albert Ritter. He and his ship had simply vanished for the land controllers. 

It caused some stir on Earth but that was the day an evacuation was ordered for the entire U.S. Gulf coast so only a few in NASA wondered what happened to him, all others were busy getting their families away from the Gulf from Florida to Texas.

Tex found himself in what felt like a dark tunnel, an impossibility he knew but it still felt that way. He felt he was traveling to somewhere but did not feel like he was in motion, his ships instruments were not not recording anything at all.

That state of reality lasted only a bit over a minute and he suddenly saw himself hurtling to a planet below. He turned the RAM vehicle around then killed its engine when he felt he had shed enough speed then turned it to face the planet.

It was not Earth he immediately saw, this planet was covered with Ice. He was also still going towards it too fast. He began to fire his thrusters and managed to put himself in orbit around it.

His instruments told him the planets atmosphere was sitting just above five hundred feet of its icy surface. Its atmosphere was in the process of freezing. He saw no signs of life on his first orbit and spent the next three orbits trying to figure out where he was in space.

He tried to contact Earth but he knew he was not on his own solar system so he knew that was futile. He ate his smuggled empanadillas and drank his gatorade as he visually scanned the planet.

He saw what may be the only piece of land not frozen over completely at what may be the planets equator. He lowered his orbit enough to see it was a mountain with what looked like a building on top. A frozen lake surrounded the building.

He aimed his antenna to it and began to jabber and sing for an entire orbit, he had realized he was going to die there.

His ships life support system read it would keep him alive three more days but he knew that had to be wrong, he had travelled interstellar space.

He was jolted out of his pre-death euphoria by a voice over his communicator. He did not recognized the language and had no idea what they said but they sounded friendly.

He introduced himself as a lost traveller and sympathized with their predicament. He also said he would be there for lunch.

He began to lower his orbit until he wondered if the planet had enough of an atmosphere to fly. He was at a thousand feet before he learned it did. He ignited the RAM engine and flew a very long approach to the building.

Intuitively he shut the RAM off as he glided over the lake. He managed to land and his drag chute opened. Tex coaxed the ship to within three feet of the building.

He knew he had perhaps a thirty second survival time once he got out of the ship but he saw people looking out at him so decided to try it. He was wearing only a flight suit and no portable oxygen mask, he would need to hurry.

But before loosing consciousness he saw the door open and three people in spacesuits came out and helped him inside.

He passed out.

Two women and an old man were looking at him when he woke up. They asked him questions and he made sure they knew he did not understand them but thanked them anyway.

He sat up and noticed he was in an infirmary of some kind. He saw his helmet and water was dripping out of it. 

It was water vapor from his lungs that had frozen immediately when he exhaled.

It took several weeks before Tex could communicate with anyone there. He learned that the people that had treated him the first day were the Queen, her father the King, and the Princess of the planet.

He also learned that nearly every being on their planet was in the building. There were around one eighty of them there and perhaps another twenty in a space station orbiting the planet.

Unfortunately they had no way to resupply the space station, all their crafts were buried in miles of ice. The ones in the space station were barely surviving.

Three weeks after his arrival he volunteered to take supplies to them if his craft worked. Two chosen by the Queen went with him mostly because they had already picked up some English.

The atmosphere was so thick the RAM engine started after just a bit of coaxing. They went up with him with supplies and after several minutes of conversation they figured out a way to make the transfers with just two people exposed to space.

Tex gave the space station the coordinates of the wrinkle in space and asked them to monitor any strangeness there. Two said they had seen the universe wink at that location twice, once when he came through.

It does that every seven years" they said.

The space station had been in orbit over one hundred years but before they could explore the wrinkle their planet was hit by several large comets and everything had frozen before the could get another spacecraft up.

A crewman later told Tex, "The male members of Royalty tried to get to it along with their rich friends thinking it was a shortcut to other planets but their three ships exploded on take off. The ships were constructed to hold over two thousand passengers but were less than half full when they took off."

"Sabotage?" Tex asked.

"Unlikely, no one knew they were escaping the soon to be frozen planet. All of us thought they were coming here to oversee the evacuation of all. 

No one else thought that was a portal but seeing you suddenly appear by it has changed a lot of minds."

"You will need to build a pod for me to carry under my ship six and a half years from now. It needs to be big enough to carry all survivors."

"How much food and water?"

"Just one days worth. Time stood still while I was in the anomaly."

"We will be ready."

The two that had gone up with Tex stayed and he took the worst five back to the planet.

Six years passed and Tex had made twenty four trips to their space station to take them supplies and check the progress of the passenger shuttle. All of the original space station crew member had been replaced but some were back to supervise the work crew of now forty.

Tex's personal life had taken a turn for the better. He taught everyone English and the ways of Earth. He did enjoy the free sex part of his new temporary home and said nothing to indicate it was not the norm for Earth.

Somehow his most common sex partner ended up being the Queen. He did have sex with about twenty of the fifty seven women, some of them several times but after three years he was always in the Queens bed each night. They lived together.

Tex liked her, her name was Tri. She was pragmatic, funny, very intelligent, and a good mother. Also a fabulous fuck.

The princess became of age during that time and she had been offered to Tex but he declined, she was too much like a daughter to him by then.

When she learned that the Queen ravished him for a week.

Her father died six months before the anomaly would return. During the ceremony of succession Tex was named a Consort.

All began to treat him as royalty, although most people had been doing so for years but there was now a touch of ceremony with it.

When the anomaly reappeared Tex had approached it and was sure he could navigate into it but could only hope Earth was at the other end. The space station crew had documented that the wrinkle stayed stable for thirty days. Tex had decided to go on its fifteenth day.

The time to leave the planet approached and Tex scoured the planet for other survivors. He now had a crew of two that knew the planet and could communicate in their language. They found just four, a father and three daughters.

A week was spent taking all to the space station, the Princess went first, the Queen last. The passenger capsule was attached to the underside of his ship and he hurtled them to the anomaly. 

Before any one realized it they were on the other side.

A devastated planet Earth greeted them, continents had moved and cities were gone. The land masses were barren.

Suddenly a ship was by their side.

"Do you need help getting down?" it asked.

"Yes please, There are ninety four people on the module beneath me and six in my ship. They are fine with an oxygen/nitrogen atmosphere by the way. All are human."

"Good to hear that. There are no landing strips for you to land the Armstrong, you will need to board our ship too"

"Ok, it is in a stable orbit, I will just park here."

"Tex, leave the keys in it in case it needs to be moved."

"How did you know it was me?"

"You are as famous in space travel as they come. Expect to be treated as a celebrity for a while. 

OK we have all in your passengers from the pod on board. We will send out a connection to your door, you will be able to breathe but it will be cold in there, wear your woolies."

"Woolies we got,"

Twenty minutes later they were at a spaceport being greeted and twenty minutes after that they were in the capital city named Clara being assigned housing and ID cards.

Two hours later all were asleep on their respective porches as they enjoyed the warmth except Tex and the Queen. They were having dinner with Cel's King and Queen and four noble couples being filled in on the fate of the planet. 

Some alien beings were present.

QueenTri related that a similar event had occurred on her planet but the collisions were all with comets. 

Everyone marveled and gushed at how human they all were. The only thing to tell anyone they may not be human was their bronze hair.

Tex smiled and apologized to the non-human species present.

An awkward moment of silence later Sehel the Devl turned to Ahn the Akkad and said, "Well, there goes the neighborhood."

All burst into laughter and the awkward moment passed.

The Queen and Tex were assigned to the same home and neither objected to it.

Tri said, "I can no longer be Queen, I need to abdicate my title. You will no longer be Consort, we would need to marry."

"Maybe but you just became a Duchess here and I am your Duke so we are already married. You will continue to be Queen to all that came with us but not those born here.

Tan-Tan is also a Duchess and like you will be the Duchess of the children born afer today.

The local Royalty have given us that leeway and may find it disappointing if we do not use it."

"Since when have you been royalty."

"Since about four years ago when we began to sleep each night in the same bed. You may not have noticed but some of those "Your Majesty" entreaties before you accended the throne have been directed to me."

"Yes, I had noticed. I assumed you noticed I never corrected anyone."

"Yes, I noticed. On two planets we are already married."

"In that case lets take a nap, eventually."

"Eventually will be fine, my Lady."



Felicity Ch. 70



Larry and Doris were still mostly asleep when they walked to their patio with their coffee. It was Friday morning and as usual their Thursday night had wiped them out. The all you can eat fried fish special was as popular as ever.

As usual after they got home on Thursday night they had headed for their hot tub in the patio. Larry remembered they had found the energy to start a fuck while in it and finished it off in their bed.

In their rush to get to their bed they left the tub uncovered. Children were hovering and swooping over it. Doris just watched them for a while then called their mother.

"Lu, your kids are playing in the thermals of our hot tub again. Yeah, sure, go ahead. We will keep an eye on them."

To Larry she said, "They were about to fuck and she asked us to watch them for her. I am going to fix them strawberry jam cups."

"I will watch them," Larry said.

Larry walked to the bench next to the tub and the twin girls began to include him in their play. Larry loved it and was again wishing they had children.

He and Doris had been to a doctor to see about getting Doris to conceive but learned that it was a very small probability due to the damage from an abortion Doris had undergone after being impregnated by a foster father.

Then he thought, "That was the old Felicity. It is a new town with geniuses all around. Somebody should be able to figure it out.

As Doris returned two little Devl twin girls dove from the top of their fence into the hot tub and two teen redheads chased after them.

"Call Leigh and tell her that her girls and the ones they were supposed to baby sit are here."

"Oh, bother," Doris said and handed him the jam cups as she went back to her phone. Larry saw she was grinning widely. "She still wants to be a mother," he though.

The Sprites sat with him and ate their treat as Leigh's twins tried to capture the Devl twins. It was a funny relationship between the four, the Devl thought of the humans as big sisters and the humans though of the Devl as pain in the ass little sisters. Devl could not shape-shift until they were ten years old. Sehel's twins were just three, they had a lot of energy.

Doris came out with a bowl of fruits and all six girls settled around her. As they ate Doris continued a story she had started on their previous invasion. Ten minutes later the Moms came to our yard, threatened their kids then kissed and hugged them. Doris got in the tub and Sehel, Lu, and Leigh followed her in.

Larry heard Doris ask Sehel who to contact about a medical problem. Since there were no medical problems on Cel Sehel understood and gave her a name. Doris kissed her and as soon as all the fruit was gone so were our visitors.

"We have two hours," Larry said.

"We could go talk to her."

They kissed, dressed, and took the train to Clara. The doctor talked to them between patients and told them that she would look at their old records and call them back.

Late that day the doctor called back and both returned to the city. The Doctor, her name was Pag and she was Akkad, examined Doris and said, "Your first first dose of chicken soup did begin the repairs but since you were classed as healthy there was not enough to complete them. I prescribe 'chicken soup' for twenty one days. Come back in three weeks and we will see where you are."

Doris took her first dose that night.

Three weeks later the doctor said, "That was a very bad job done on you. You are better but it is still unlikely you will get pregnant, perhaps a ten percent chance. Take one dose every every day for twenty one days again and if after that if you are not a lot better I will call in a surgeon from Botanica."

The people of Botanica were not human, not even animals. They did not breath oxygen. Bringing one to Earth would be a very big deal and very expensive.

Larry and Doris had more money than average but not near enough to cover those expenses past their insurance limits. They put their hopes on the soup.

Three weeks later their doctor said, "The extra doses have made some difference. Your chance to conceive have increased to about thirty-five percent. 

We could do in vitro now and your chances would increase to seventy percent, but someone else would have to carry the child for you. Your uterus is too scarred to be able to reattach the egg. 

Take three months and have sex often as you think about your options then come back and tell me. You two are still young enough we don't need to jump into anything now."

Larry and Doris agreed and left wondering how thirty eight was young enough not to hurry. True, they felt and looked like they were in their mid-twenties so they decided that 'fuck every time you can' was sound medical advice.

They were babysitting twins when their doctor called. "Can you come over now?" She asked.

"No we are baby sitting. Is there a problem?"

"I don't think so. Whose babies?"

"Sehel's"

"Bring them with you."

They took the ride to the city and after a nurse took over the baby sitting the doctor stood Doris in a scanner then took her into her office.

"Good news and bad news, which would you like first?"

"Bad news," both Larry and Doris said.

"Ok, the bad news is that it is unlikely you will be able to carry it to term. The good news is that the it is your child, you are pregnant."

Larry and Doris burst into tears and the doctor left them alone saying she would be in her office. Ten minutes later she was telling them that her monitors had picked up a change in Doris' body chemistry. The exam confirmed she was pregnant.

The damage to the area would not allow the baby to develop completely but they still had some incubators to put it or them in.

"Them?"

"You may have twins."

They rode back to town with a sleeping child on their laps. It felt very, very nice.

Six months later they saw their son and daughter placed in incubators. Three weeks later they were home. 

Doris stayed home except on Thursdays, it was her fried fish everyone came to flavor. They now closed Sundays and Mondays.

Everyone understood. They did not like it but understood.

The closure only lasted until the kids were in school although they did get tired of all the whining and did open for two hours for lunch on Sundays. They were overwhelmed by volunteer baby sitters at the restaurant so they brought the babies with them.

Larry and Doris found parenthood as nerve wracking, panic inducing, exhausting and rewarding as they expected. They survived which they wondered about sometimes.

Their kids were active dynamos, they made everyone a friend and did not notice that many of their friends were not human until they reached puberty. By the time they reached the age of consent it did not matter anyway, their daughter in particular loved everyone that loved her.

In advance school they studied everything from finance to primatology but eventually did graduate.

After several ventures elsewhere their grown children decided they wanted to run the restaurant. Doris got them jobs as busboys in the resort, then as waiters at Bolero then as line cooks at Mr. Wu's.

Larry was impressed, he thought they would never stick it out. He put them in his kitchen frying fish and noticed his son was very good at frying things. He gave his daughter recipes to five sauces and she made them perfectly.

Three months later Larry and Doris stayed in bed and told their children the place was theirs for that day. Customers did not notice until it was time to kiss Doris. Her daughter said to kiss her instead.

Soon the parents were staying home everyday except Thursday. All customers gave them rave reviews on the kids. So they turned the restaurant over to them. Doris joined the babysitter combine. Larry went fishing.

They found that being a grandparent was a lot easier and much more fun. They encouraged the children to continue giving them grandchildren. They declined.

Their grandchildren worked in the restaurant as soon as they were tall enough to clear tables. They were in the kitchen doing the preps before they were teenagers. By the time they were sixteen they were doing all of the fish frying. By the age of twenty they were running the place from Monday to Wednesday. Their parents ran it on weekends. Doris and Larry ran it on Thursdays although usually either their children or grandchildren joined them that day.

They learned more recipes that pleased the alien appetites but most of them still loved the fried fish. The Akkad and Gaans loved the seafood soup.

The grandchildren added a sushi salad that became a favorite of the Saurans, the Azulians, and the Kindred so they had to come up with a large person seating section, then a two large person, two normal person table. They already had a small person section so they simply added a few large person chairs to those.

The family never noticed that their restaurant was the most eclectic in a town known for such.

It became very crowded. So they opened a restaurant in Clara run by the children. Then they opened a restaurant in Penza run by the grandchildren. Great-grandchildren were assisting at the original in Felicity.

A hundred years after the original opened there were five restaurants in Cel and one in Shangri-La all run by family.

But Larry and Doris still did Thursdays in Felicity.



Felicity Ch. 71



I was at Jasper National Park in Canada camping by myself. I had become used to camping by myself, I had not wanted that but everyone I knew had outgrown that stage of their lives. 

I had a semi girlfriend but she was not a teacher and could not take off on long camping trips. I assuaged her feelings by taking her to Las Vegas as soon as I got back home.

I had just set up in Jasper after spending the night in a hotel in Banff and decided to walk around and take in the sights. In truth most northern forests look pretty much the same and smell pretty much the same. What I liked was the quiet, the isolation, and the surprises.

My campground had at least eighty tent sites but there were fewer than ten of us there. Of course it was still June and most campers of the northern woods don't vacation until July. In fact I had to wait two days before a snow covered highway in Glacier National Park was cleared before I could move north. Several times that trip people looked at my Texas license plate, shook their head and smiled.

My tent site had a fast running shallow stream behind my tent. Across the highway there was a trail that led up a mountain. I took that trail and encountered a couple of guys from Germany coming down. They told me the trail ended about five kilometers further up at a ten meter wall of snow that blocked the trail. 

I turned around and walked back down with them. 

I saw a small trail going down to the side and said bye to them and took it. The trail became a ravine and made walking difficult so I took a small trail that led me to a small valley. I did admit it felt a little spooky there.

I sat to rest and saw it was already late afternoon and would be dark soon. I took the small trail back but never found the ravine.

I heard a truck somewhere above me so I hiked up. I came out to a highway about a kilometer down from the campsite so I followed the road back. I fixed myself a can of corn beef hash, drank a beer, and watched the stars appear. 

I heard something thrashing through the stream behind me and saw a moose heading away from the highway. I wondered if the bridge over the stream was high enough for him to go under or if he had to cross the road. Even though I already had many pictures of moose it was my first Jasper moose so I took a picture.

It had been a long day for me so I went to bed. It was probably before nine in the evening.

I was up before the sun had completely cleared the horizon. No one came into the restroom while I was there and was happy to see my water was already boiling when I got back to my tent. I did remind myself that I was at altitude and the water was not that hot but it was hot enough for my instant coffee and I ate peanut butter cookies with it.

I was just starting on my second cup of coffee when a bear just walked through my tent site.

It was a small black bear, perhaps two winters old but I looked around for its mother anyway just in case. The bear settled in by the stream and began munching on the new grasses. Again it was not the first black bear to walk through my campsite but I took a picture anyway.

Something on the far side of the stream suddenly got the youngsters attention and it began to sniff the air. With resolute steps it suddenly walked through my site and away from the stream.

"What would scare a bear? A bigger bear?" I asked myself.

I looked towards where it had been looking and saw nothing but thick woods. I took a picture anyway then went back to my second cup of coffee. 

After a while I picked up a faint whiff of skunk and decided the bear may have had an unfortunate encounter with one earlier in his life.

So far all of the interesting stuff had happened by the stream. I considered turning my tent and the picnic table around so I could face it.

I was a good hiker that never lost the trail I had taken, until yesterday. That bothered me so I decided to repeat it and see were I went wrong.

That time I took some red tacks before I began. I walked up the trail until I saw the small one I had taken the day before, except this one never turned into a ravine and ran more or less parallel to the stream. I had placed tacks by the head of the small trail and had continued to do so about every two hundred meters or so.

The trail seemed to go down which feIt felt strange since across the road from the park there was a mountain. The stream was still headed behind me and the campground.

About a thousand meters later I needed to make a choice so a put tack on a tree and took the trail that seemed to be mostly level. A thousand meters later I decided it was a boring trail and decided to turn back but decided to eat my snack and drink some water first.

I was enjoying some marshmallows when I smelled a skunk. But no, it wasn't a skunk. It was a different aroma, more like skunk cabbage but less irritating. I looked around and saw nothing. I took pictures of the area the smell was coming from, I figured if there was anything there I would find it when I loaded the pictures to my computer after I got home

On a whim before I began my trek back I left a small stack of marshmallows on a rock. I hoped it would be of interest to Stinky.

I was about halfway back to my tent when I began to feel I was being followed. 

The last time I had that feeling I was in fact being followed, by a grizzly bear. That encounter became a happy memory for me. 

The bear was an old female and she was simply walking the trail I happened to be on. We were in Glacier National park and she was apparently very much at ease with humans.

Like now I was headed out of the trail. 

When I turned to see what was behind me she stopped. I said good afternoon, took a picture, then walked on at my previous pace. I talked to her for about two hundred meters before we came out to the trailhead. Just in case I went to the far side of my car and I took pictures as she looked both ways before crossing the road.

However, this time I did not see anything moving behind me but took another picture on general purpose. The tacks led me back to my campsite well enough and I was soon relaxing on my folding chair by the camp table.

After a supper of canned chili and oyster crackers I decided to see if anything was in any of the pictures. I zoomed in on the images and still saw nothing. 

I though I again smelled the somewhat unpleasant aroma and walked to the stream and took a picture of the other side of the stream. That time my flash went off and whatever was on the other side reacted to it.

I hurriedly apologized and put the camera in my pocket. No more pictures I promised. Then I did something stupid, I walked across the stream and left a stack of marshmallows on the other side. It was stupid because the water was cold and now my sneakers were wet.

It was also stupid because I had approached an unknown creature I could not see but had pissed off.

Anyway the creature did not go far, I could still smell it. I went back to my table and brewed some tea to which I added a bit of rum. I had taken one sip when I took my camera out of my pocket and decided to see which creature would never trust a human again.

My mind refused to accept it, I knew they were myths but right across the stream looking at me there it was, Bigfoot. It took me a while to calm down and stop shaking as I inspected the picture.

Maybe there is more than one kind of Bigfoot, this one was somewhat slim and no taller than me. I expected the creature to look like a giant middle linebacker but its body shape was more like a basketball player. Then I noticed her breasts, it was a female.

I wondered if I was the first human she had ever seen. I felt like she was young although likely an adult. I wondered how many there were around me. It may have been three in the morning before I got any sleep.

The following morning I turned my dome tent around to face the stream. I pulled the picnic table until it was even with my tent opening. I took my chair and my coffee to the bank of the stream and talked to the forest. I hoped she would still be there but there was no sign of her. 

As I got up to get more coffee I looked to see if the marshmallows were gone and they were. I knew any number of creatures could have eaten them but I preferred to think she had accepted them as my apology.

My sneakers were still wet and I was just wearing socks but I decided to take another offering across the stream. I put carrots and some lettuce in a disposable bowl then added marshmallows. Before I took the bowls out to her I added a peanut butter cookie.

I took my offerings further back but to a place where I could see her if she came out.

After changing socks I went to the car and brought out my flute, got my coffee and resumed talking to her. After I finished my coffee I began to play the flute.

I had been a member of the symphony orchestra for five years but had to give it up when I moved out of the city after my divorce. My ex was also a member of the orchestra. I still practiced regularly but I normally did not have an audience. That morning I hoped I did.

I played a bit of Beethoven that was not composed for flute and hoped she would be fascinated by the sound. I saw her, she was peeking around a tree trunk to see where the sound was coming from.

I caught her eye and explained the thing in my hands was a flute and it made sounds if you blew into it just right. I demonstrated a good sound and a bad sound then resumed the Beethoven piece.

She again hid behind the tree trunk. Then I though I saw an arm move from behind a different tree. There was more than one of them.

As I played I looked intently and decided there were three of them. I fixed two more plates and put them next to the first. I was going to run out of cookies.

Soon I noted I needed to pee. I decided to do so into the stream and just took my cock out and peed. As expected they were not looking, probably. 

My cock was OK in size but unlikely to approach Bigfoot standards. I put it back into my sweatpants as soon as I was done. I resumed playing my flute.

The one in my picture was the first to come out. I nodded to her just as she was about to carry her plate away but even though she did move back she remained in my sight. She apparently dared the others to come out and both did together. They quickly picked up their plates and hurried back to where they first were. There was apparently an unvoiced disagreement about whether they were far enough away until I resumed playing my flute.

They sat as they listened and ate the marshmallows first. Then the carrot. They ignored the lettuce and ate the cookie. They were fascinated by the music and they stayed there while I played. I studied them.

One had darker hair and tits. She was bigger than the other two and her hair was longer. One was smaller than the other two and had no tits, a male. His hair was somewhat reddish. My first companion groomed the older female at times.

I decided they were a family, Mom, big sister, youngest son.

Between songs I talked to them even though I realized they had no clue to what I was saying. They had yet to vocalize for me. They seemed to be mesmerized by a particular Vivaldi song and became a bit agitated when I played so it became every fourth song for the rest of the morning.

Suddenly all three vanished. A car was driving into the camp and as soon as they went past me down the loop they suddenly reappeared. I rewarded them with their favorite song.

Another car came down and I wondered what day it was and decided it must be Friday, the cars kept coming and the family either stayed hidden or walked away. I did not see any of them the rest of the day.

I took a trip to the Columbia Glacier that afternoon and was properly awed about having a mile of ice under my feet. The cold climbed up to my knees. 

I drove to the town of Jasper and bought some supplies and more marshmallows, carrots and cookies. On the way back I ran into a traffic jam as cars stopped to take pictures of mountain sheep. I added to the delays in traffic, I had never encountered them before. They were the second but lesser surprise for me that trip.

That Saturday the camp ground was half full although I still had no neighbors. I did not expect to see the family and didn't. By Sunday afternoon the camp was almost as deserted as it had been. Maybe seven more tent sites were now occupied.

I wondered why most people were at the end of the loop and decided to walk down and see. I saw a bigger bathroom with showers. I saw the stream bend around the loop and it had rapids. Had I not been in a hurry to set up camp I would have been down there too, and not had new friends. I realized the sound of the rapids likely masked the sound of my flute. I was not disappointed.

The following morning I carried my now dry sneakers across the stream and began walking a trail on that side about ten meters away from my tent. I again used the tacks to mark my way. The trail was clear and I knew it was the right way because their aroma permeated the path. 

The trail forced me under a highway bridge and to cross the stream but I could do that without getting my feet wet so I did. About two hundred meters further I suddenly found myself running into previously posted tacks. I had been there before. It had been a much shorter trip to that spot that morning.

I was on the trail where I had felt I was being followed. I then realized I was being followed.

I did continue past what I knew was the last tack so I resumed planting them every two hundred meters or so. I stopped for some energy drink and an energy bar then continued after leaving three marshmallows behind. 

I was maybe five kilometers from the campground when I heard a strange humming sound, It took me a while but my hair stood on end when I realized someone was humming Vivaldi. I joined in the humming and continued on.

Suddenly my girlfriend among the species was in front of me. She did not want me to continue down the trail. She signaled for me to follow her and we went through the woods. She got down and signaled me to do so. We crept up to a ledge and I looked down. 

There were around a hundred creatures down in a glen. Some very large specimens were wrestling. Some very large specimens were in a small group to one side. Some were scattered outside the group. There was a ring of females surrounding the combatants. 

I watched as the as the combats ended with the capitulation of one. It was a gentle combat, more of a test of strengths. The loser would go to its knees and the victor pulled his head to his crotch as he caressed the losers head. 

The entire ceremony struck me as a ritual, the losers may have had a cock in their mouth for seconds but they were not being forced.

The victor was soon approached by several females who got on their hands and knees and he would choose one to fuck which he did in front of all the witnesses. Once done the female would stand, punch the male softly in the chest then leave. The male would then join the smaller group of big males.

The loser would join the larger group of males. My guess was they were waiting for the alpha males to be fucked out and get the leftovers.

Outside the the conglomerate there were young males just watching. I thought I recognized the young male of the family. He was behind the group of winning males.

My friend became excited. Her mother had just presented herself to a winner. He picked her mother and my companion seemed to be very pleased.

That male made love to her mother. He reached around her and one hand went to a tit as the other went towards her pussy. I looked at my companion with a look of curiosity and she sat and pointed at a bump at the top of her pussy. She had a clit.

Without thinking I put a finger on it and she froze. I caressed the clit and she closed her eyes. I caressed a tit and her pussy clenched around my finger as she emitted a low growl. Fluids flooded my hand.

Then I again did something stupid, I licked her pussy. Another low growl and more fluids. She was easy. As I continued eating her pussy I released my erection.

I gently pushed her to her back and slid my cock into her. Another low growl and we were soon fucking. She may have had seven more orgasms before I got mine.

I kissed her as I rubbed my nose on hers. Then I saw her mother standing next to us. 

I was afraid for my life until I saw the look of wonder in her eyes. I got on my knees and licked her mother's pussy. Her growl was not at all low and I hoped her mate had not heard her.

I still had my cock in her daughter and she was trying for another fuck so I continued to eat her Mom's pussy as I fucked her daughter with a rapidly diminishing cock. It ended when her Mom fell to her knees. I got up and slid my cock back into my sweatpants. I resumed watching the event below as mother and daughter cuddled.

Eventually I took my lovers hand, kissed her Mom's lips, then led us back to the trail. I was holding her hand which she found confusing. I kissed her lips which she found mesmerizing. We were now across the stream to my tent. She was hanging back as I took my shoes off.

She was reluctant to follow me but did, I helped her into the tent, closed it and got nude. She saw my erection and immediately lay on her back. 

I kissed her pussy to orgasm, sucked her tits as I masturbated her to orgasm then made love to her for about thirty minutes. I lost count of the number of orgasms she had. We fell asleep in each other's arms. 

She was trying to figure out how to open the tent when I awoke. I showed her the tab and she was delighted to see she could open it. She stepped out, walked to the middle of the stream and peed. I peed into the stream downstream for from her. 

She seemed to be disappointed. I had apparently missed an opportunity to show my appreciation of her.

She stayed by the stream as I set up the cooking utensils. As I prepared dinner she caught and ate something.

I boiled some carrots and a potato for her and added a raw one of each for her. A added a marshmallow and a cookie to her plate. I fixed myself a hot dog then thinking she was a big lady I added a bun to her plate.

We ate in silence, she cleaned her plate and seemed to still be hungry so I made her a grape jelly sandwich. She loved that so I fixed her another.

A car drove past us. She did not try to hide but did freeze in place. My tent and table were not in the headlights of anyone passing by and they would have needed to turn their heads just to see my tent. We were behind my tent. I wore only my sweatshirt.

After dinner I took out my flute and played for her. She watched as I pursed my lips and blew air into the mouth piece and manipulated the keys with my hand. She hummed the Vivaldi as I played it.

She kissed me. It was not a well delivered kiss so I took her head into my hands and taught her proper kissing techniques. She was a fast learner. She was also checking on my cock often. Another hour I thought.

I found my iPod and after cueing the Beethoven I had played for them I put the headphones over her ears and pressed play. The song she liked was third in my Q. She was awed by the sound of a full orchestra and she was just as awed by the fact that such big sound could come from such a small thing. She recognized the Vivaldi when it was its turn and closed her eyes. I busied myself cleaning up and making chocolate.

I saw her mother watching us from across the stream and waved at her to join us. It wasn't until she was sitting next to her daughter that she noticed the earphones.

I handed her daughter a cup of warm chocolate and put the headphones on her mother. She acted like she wanted to run away from the sound but her daughter stopped her and kissed her. It was a fine kiss.




Felicity Ch. 71



The Mom was soon enjoying the music as she sipped her chocolate. Mine had Kahlua in it and apparently they could smell it. On their next cup I added a teaspoon to their chocolate.

My erection returned and both saw it. I cleaned up as my lover led her Mom into my tent. When I got in I fucked her mother first. She loved the kisses and the tit caresses and really loved what may have been her first frontal fuck ever. 

After her third orgasm I switched to her daughter and fucked her until she had at least nine cums then had mine. We cuddled together and went to sleep.

The next morning they seemed to be anxious to get going so I fixed them hot chocolate and a bowl of cereal, no milk.

I walked them to the stream and kissed both good bye. Just before they were out of sight they stopped and looked at me and embraced themselves. I knew it was a hug for me so I embraced myself for them.

As they walked on I saw my lover take her Mom's hand in hers then saw the son join them. I saw his Mom and Sis hand him cookies.

I was drinking coffee when it came to mind I had a very large secret to keep. I also knew I would keep it. But also I realized I was done with my camping trip, nothing could top the experience I just had, it was time to go home. 

I packed-up except for one change of clothes and drove down to the showers. One of the men in there asked if a skunk had gotten me.

"No, he got my tent but he was aiming at a bear. Everything in my tent has the smell. My first purchase when I see civilization will be industrial strength Fabreze." 

The guy laughed and wished me luck with that. I decided to really scrub myself hard twice. I had not been able to smell my visitors at all since the mating ceremony. 

I did spray a whole bottle of Fabreze into the trunk of my car but the officers at the border could still smell it. One of them gave me a small smile and nodded. Apparently I was not the only one with a secret.

At home everyone commented that I seemed like a new, more confident man since I returned. My semi girlfriend had gone on to another but I now had women flirting with me. 

I did take advantage of the offers but for months in my mind I already had a girlfriend.

However the following summer I had a contract job with the City Symphony. My ex was no longer a part of the orchestra so all told me I would be safe.

I loved playing the summer concerts and I loved becoming reacquainted with fellow musicians, particularly a our principal oboist Teresa. 

She was from Austria and had been with the symphony seven years. We had been seated next to each other for three years and we were seated next to each other again.

She was tall and slender and spoke several languages well. She was very pretty with short blonde hair and had tits with their own aura. So did her ass.

I did see some men and women make moves on her and also saw they knew it was futile.

We liked each other and supported each other when things were not going well for either of us. We talked then and we talked now as if we had never stopped.

She was now also single. Her strange husband could not get a visa into the U.S. So he divorced her and married someone else.

Before the end of the first summer rehearsal we knew we would fuck. We saw no reason to delay it and I followed her home and we fucked hard, ordered pizza, fucked on the dining table after we finished, took a shower and went to her bed.

We both knew I was out of bullets but she was in need of being loved so I loved her, I kissed every inch of her body. I kissed her pussy with love and her clit with ardor. She reacted well to that so I continued for a while. She had an orgasm so I rubbed my face on her pussy for a while then kissed my way up her tummy. She squealed when I ran my tongue into her navel. She purred when I made love to her tits.

I was kissing her lips when my miraculously rejuvenated cock slid into her pussy. That merited a primal groan from her as she wrapped her arms and legs around me.

I slid my cock in and out of her pussy in slow motion and six strokes later she had an otherworldly orgasm. I slowed to a stop, turned us over until she was on top, held her to me and kissed her as she fell asleep.

My cock was still mostly erect in her pussy but it knew its job was done so it went to sleep when I did.

The following morning we knew we were a couple and knew we would remain a couple for a long time. We worked everyday that summer except for two. Both were a long flight to and from Vienna to play three concerts there. I met her family, Teresa introduced me to them as her partner. I ate dinner with them and before she left everyone was telling her how glad they were that this one was a human being for a change.

I did my monkey call and all barraged me with blows to my head and shoulders as they giggled. Teresa's Dad rescued me.

The morning after our last concert she did not sign her contract for the following seasons performances and flew to Las Vegas with me and Mom. Seven of her friends in the orchestra and three of my friends at school came with us. We married the day her family arrived.

She moved to Felicity with me and kept busy tutoring music students and learning to enjoy lesbian love. We often caught each other just staring at the other with smiles.

"What?" one of us would ask

"You know," the other would answer.

We had been married three years when I told her of my experiences in Jasper National Park. The photos I had taken that appeared to be un-revealing showed my lover, her brother and her mother after some contrast tweaks on my computer. I showed her the photos. She said she wanted to meet them. 

We went camping for the first time together that early summer. We packed a lot of marshmallows, carrots, cookies and Fabreze. I took my flute and she took her oboe. 

For our trip I also loaded up an iPod mini with music, the first being the Beethoven they loved. I would show her how she could recharge it at most campgrounds.

We also got a camo fanny pack and filled it with goodies including small binoculars.

We arrived at Jasper on June nineteenth. The mating ritual had been June twenty first, the summer solstice. We set up camp on my previous site and began to play our instruments, Vivaldi first. We played for about twenty minutes, got busy with camping chores for another twenty then played again.

On the evening of June twentieth she was suddenly across the stream from us. My wife Teresa continue playing as I walked across the stream to her and kissed her. She may have been holding her breath when I did but she was soon kissing me back.

I took her hand and walked her over to Teresa who immediately kissed our guest. My wife pointed at herself and repeated Teresa. Then she pointed at me and repeated Mark. Then pointed at our guest with questioning eyes. "Urg," she said.

Teresa kissed her again as she said Urg and I kissed her again as I said Urg. She kissed Teresa as she said Teresa and kissed me as she said "lover."

We laughed together and invited her to sit with us for dinner. Urg knew some English, maybe not enough to carry a conversation but enough to understand some of what Teresa and I said to her. She was a lot more intelligent than what I had given her credit for and I decided to get her a pre-k child's tablet that was set up for vocabulary skills.

Teresa led Urg into the tent and got nude. I drove to Jasper, found a large store and bought the tablet. Just for the hell of it I also got her a slinky.

They were just caressing each other when I got back and as soon as I was nude Teresa got up and after kissing us went out the tent, still nude. I began to fuck Urg. She apparently really needed the fuck and the kisses.

Thirty minutes later we joined Teresa at the table where she had chocolate with Kahlua for us. They kissed and Teresa began to show Urg how to work the vocabulary mini tablet. Urg was fascinated and was soon trying to say the words. Each time she got one right Teresa would kiss her.

Apparently Urg found that to be the best reward system ever and she stayed at it until they saw my cock was starting to recover. Teresa showed Urg how to turn the toy off and back on. Then she took her to the sites electric outlet and showed her how to recharge it.

When they returned to the tent I was nude on my back with my cock pointing at the ceiling.

Teresa said, "Me from behind," and bent over to eat Urg's pussy. I fucked her slowly with long strokes and as usual Teresa was in orgasm quickly. Urg was drawn in by Teresa's cum and had one immediately.

I had not stopped fucking Teresa and a few minutes later their orgasms returned. Teresa fell to the bed and got on her back. Urg understood and presented her ass to me as she ate Teresa's pussy. I fucked her as I had done Teresa and her orgasms became continuous until she collapsed. I fucked Teresa hard until I had my release. She added a small cum when her pussy welcomed my ejaculation. Urg was already asleep.

We had breakfast the following morning and followed Urg on the trail to the mating grounds. She walked between us holding our hands. When we got close she pointed to my left and said, "There."

Teresa and I took the detour and bent down to look over the ledge. 

I wondered if Urg's brother was there and she showed us he was. She walked to a male and kissed him. Many around them noticed but they made it seem like it was not such a big deal and separated. I was videotaping the scene.

We saw the wrestling matches and to our surprise Urg presented her self to the first winner. He chose her, fucked her for perhaps forty five seconds then she went to talk to her brother. She kissed him again and left.

We met her on the trail and walked back to the tent again holding hands. Back in my tent she started up her pad and began to run through it quickly as Teresa and I prepared lunch. When we called her out to eat she said she needed to go home that day.

"See Mom. Mom with child. Mine child."

"Your Mom is babysitting your kid. How old is your child?"

Urg did not have a clear concept of age so I put my hand to about a child's head and she raised it a bit to about where a two year old would be.

"Boy or girl?" Teresa asked.

"Girl," Urg answered.

"How far is your home?" I asked.

"Three suns." was the answer. That would put her to the east side of the mountains to our northwest. There were no roads up there.

After lunch we went into the tent and cuddled in bed. Teresa and I kissed Urg constantly. Urg made Teresa cry when she called her lover. Any fear she had said something wrong was erased immediately when Teresa drowned her in kisses.

The three of us ended up taking a nap together. When we awoke I gave Urg her fanny pack. I put her tablet and charge cord in it which meant she needed to eat her Oreos right away. I showed her the mini iPod and turned it on. We showed her how to recharge it. I showed her the binoculars and she looked through them.

"Brother" she said. I looked where she was looking and waved him over. He was a lot bigger since I had last seen him. I would have been terrified had I met him in the woods except he already knew me and knew his sister loved me.

Teresa kissed him right off which allowed her brother to relax. I gave him the slinky and watched him try to control it. Teresa and I looked at Urg who was making a strange sound. Urg was laughing.

"Play with Erg," She said to her brother. Erg was her daughter.

"Mine, not Erg," he said to her.

Urg punched his chest and kissed him.

We showed Urg how to put on and take off her fanny pack then it was time for them to go. We hugged and kissed and waved bye as they walked nearly out of sight then stopped, turned, and hugged us through the distance. Teresa and I returned their hug. They held hands as they walked away.

We sat on our chairs and I asked her, "Well, was it worth the long trip?"

"Hell yes, and so will the trip year after next. I figured out they are pregnant for a year. Had we come last year we would not had seen her. Her mother no longer mates. Her brother is a prime mate. Many women wait for him to recover and make love to them. He no longer takes part in the wrestling matches. For two days all he does is fuck. Urg is very proud of him as is his mother."

"When did you learn all this?"

"While you were buying the vocabulary pad. We talked between orgasms."

There was a very content silence between us until we each said, "I love you."

"We laughed then simultaneously said, "Prove it."

We were laughing as we went into the tent and proved it.

"Do you want to stay here longer?" I asked her after our orgasms.

"No, we did what we came to do."

"We still have forty days to wander around."

"Vancouver, Seattle, San Francisco, Yosemite, Las Vegas then home."

"You read my mind." 

"Not that difficult."

I swatted her bare ass and kissed her. We wondered if my cock would recover before we went to sleep. It did.

On the way to Vancouver we passed more moose in the highway than cars. Two of the cars had Texas license plates and we had waved at each other.

We stopped at a wide place on the road and went into the forest to pee. We picked up the scent we had become familiar with and looked around. I saw a small form dash behind a tree. Teresa went to the car and came back with our instruments and we played a Mozart for them.

The little one was so fascinated she came out of hiding and watched us. The mother came to her side and listened. When done Teresa and I hugged the air between us. The little one hugged us back but he mother was too astounded to do so.

Teresa walked towards them and as she spoke in a low and soothing voice she placed two cookies on the ground for them then returned to my side. She gave me a cookie and I made a show of eating it then we played some Bach. As we did the little one got the cookies and gave one to her Mom. They ate the cookie as we played the music.

We finished and again hugged the air between us. That time the Mom did too. We waved and said goodbye and returned to our car.

Teresa and I rode in silence for a hundred kilometers with smiles on our faces.

Vancouver is a fine city, Teresa found a pussy to eat. Funny, Teresa had never eaten pussy until after we married. 

We did take a drive to the woods outside Vancouver and took the zip line ride. We did walk around but did not catch our favorite aroma.

Seattle was nice and we drove up Mt. Rainier. We again stopped on our way up and sniffed the air but we had no company. We took the ferry to Orcas island and managed to get on the kayak tours but although we did see orcas they were far away. Almost as soon as they were out of sight we were surrounded by seals in a playful mood.

On our way to San Francisco we did camp in the redwood forest and did pick up the aroma but never saw one. The park was crowded and made us nervous. Rangers had set up baited bear traps close to our site. We went on to San Francisco the next morning.

Our friend Paula had spoken about a restaurant with a very different upstairs that only opened after eleven. Teresa loved it, it was a lesbian club with very forward lesbians. She was well entertained and I was entertained watching her. 

We went back there three consecutive nights after a baseball game, a symphony concert and a Melody concert. We gained some fame when Ruthie blew kisses to us. We had met her and several members of the band at the lesbian place the night before. On our last evening Teresa and I shared a bright and friendly waitress.

We went to Yosemite and camped for three nights. We did the required sightseeing but were mostly sniffing the air. The place was very crowded and we did not expect to say hello to another species but on the morning of our third day we ended up in a secluded glen all by ourselves. 

The aroma was strong, our friends may have just come through and were still close by. I took out my flute and began to play as Teresa got nude. Almost immediately we saw movement not more than ten meters away.

Teresa took about five steps towards them and hugged the air. One of them, a small female, stepped out and hugged her back. Teresa hugged the air and a young woman hugged her back. Teresa hugged the air and their mother stepped out and hugged her back.

Teresa took cookies out of the backpack and walked half way to them and put three on the ground then walked back half way towards me. I was now sitting on the ground playing my flute.

Teresa began to eat a cookie and the two youngest rushed to the cookies on the ground. They loved the cookies and eventually their mother joined them.

Teresa took out more cookies and held them out for them. The two younger ones stepped up to her and took them off her hand. The youngest took her mother's cookie to her then came to me to listen to the music. I showed her the instrument and how to get sound out of it then played a happy little Disney song.

She obviously wanted to try it so I coached her. She was on my lap by then.

Teresa and the older daughter were kissing, or I should say Teresa was teaching her how to kiss. After the young lady had it down Teresa motioned for her to kiss her mother which she did. Her mother was reluctant at first but was soon kissing back.

The girl on my lap suddenly produced a tone and scared herself a little. I caressed her and praised her and got her to try again. I again showed her how to do her lips and I put her hand were she could feel were my wind went. She began to make tones on a regular basis so I took her fingers and placed them just right and her next tone carried a bit of music in it.

I looked to see if her family had noted but they had not, they had vanished as had Teresa. I heard a moan that came from behind a small mound and knew where they were and what they were doing. 

The girl paid them no mind and went back to trying to make music. I was amazed by her progress, I had assumed there would be no progress at all. 

Mom plays the flute and I remembered being on her lap as I coaxed pleasant sounds out of it. My first formal lessons were when I was five but I already knew everything taught in that class. I was moved up three classes that year and two years the next. I was seven years old playing with teenagers.

The girl on my lap would be able to do that.

After the three women finished catching their breath they suddenly re-appeared and Teresa led them to us. I assisted the girl through a twenty second melody. 

Teresa was amazed. Her mom and sister were beside themselves. All three rained kisses on the little girl. The Mom picked up the little girl to hug her and the Sister rained kisses on me. 

Teresa saw motion in my sweat pants and placed the sister's hand over my cock. We saw want in her so Teresa led the mother and little girl away as I pulled my sweatpants down.

I coaxed the young women onto her back and pointed my cock at her pussy. She howled as it slid in. I turned us over and grabbed her ass and began to move her up and down. She caught on and began to fuck me to middle Earth.

She was exhausted after perhaps seven orgasms and simply rolled off my body. A few seconds later she stood to rejoin Teresa and her mother.

As the little girl played another few seconds of music somewhere behind the mound her Mom walked to me and assumed a position on her hands and knees. I coaxed onto her back and kissed her as my cock slid into her.

I fucked her slowly at first but was soon pounding into her. After a loud growl she apparently fainted. She had enjoyed more than ten orgasms before she did.

I had not cum but knew I had a perfectly fine pussy available so I just stood and slid my sweatpants back on. I told Teresa the Mom needed some kissing. The three came back and sat around her and took turns kissing her. The kisses slowly lifted her out of her fog.




Felicity Ch. 71



We heard a booming call and our friends reluctantly got up to leave. We kissed each other lovingly, the little girl had learned to kiss and she gave me a fine kiss.

Just before they vanished into the forest they stopped and sent us hugs. We hugged them back.

As Teresa dressed she asked me where my flute was.

"The little girl has it."

"Did you give it to her?"

"Yeah, sort of. She knows she can have it."

"It was your practice one right?"

"Yes, it was."

When we returned to our car there was a redheaded woman ranger waiting for us. 

She said, "I heard the patriarch call them. I am sure he watched the whole event and approved of you. By the way, you smell of Sasquatch pussy," she said to Teresa and gave her long kiss.

"When their kiss ended I asked her, "What exactly is known about the beings?"

She smiled and said, "Beings, huh. Good word.

We have about two hundred scattered throughout the park, this area has about forty from five family groups. There is a dominant male but they do not jealously guard their status. There is a tournament once a year during which the males push each other around and women present themselves to the winner for mating."

"We have seen one of those in Canada."

"They let you see it?"

"Well no, one of them, a friend of ours, led us to a ledge above the tournament grounds and we watched from there."

"I was happy to see they let you kiss them, now I can kiss them. They are intelligent beings by the way, they understand some English."

"We gave our friend in Canada a small pad that displayed and spoke vocabulary words. He bought her the pre-k version but she had most of it down in one night. As you may have seen they love music."

"She could speak?"

"Yes."

"That we didn't know. Apparently ours don't want to."

"That may be a clan thing."

"Did you make contact with a male?"

"Yes, our friends brother. Apparently his sister has taught him to kiss, his kiss to me was fine."

"You kissed a grown male?"

"Yes."

"Well those phonies had a lot of explaining to do."

""How do you attract them to you?"

"I go near the spot you two did and I sing. I used to be a singer for the SF opera but I much prefer this world."

Teresa asked, "How much time do you have before someone worries about where you are?" and kissed her.

"Hours," she said and they walked down under a tree and were soon naked and feasting on each other.

My cock came to attention and the redhead saw it and got to her knees as she buried he face in Teresa's pussy. I looked at Teresa and she nodded yes and I was soon fucking a ranger. The three of us had orgasms within seconds of each other but although I was done they were not.

I walked around and saw a creature watching the women. He had an erection. I gave him an air hug before he panicked and asked the ranger if she would like to be fucked by a being. She quickly returned to her knees and I invited him to her ass. His cock was small considering his size which was well over two meters and well over a hundred kilos. In fact his cock may have been a bit smaller than mine.

He also did not last long, under two minutes. As soon as he backed away the ranger stood and threw herself into its arms and began to kiss him.

I helped Teresa get up and she interrupted their kisses with her own and got dressed. We hugged the air for them but all he could do was nod. The ranger had no intention of letting him go. I hoped he could get his cock back up for her soon.

Teresa and I went back to our tent site and collapsed, It had been a long day even if if it was just a bit past noon.

We woke up to the sound of a truck pulling up to the tent. The redhead, her name was Megan, came into the tent, got nude and cuddled up to Teresa.

"Could he help you again?" Teresa asked her.

"Yes, three more times. Me on my back for one and he on his back for two. He lasted long enough for me on the last two. He is the son of the woman you made love to. That was his sister you two fucked. He now kisses well and will not fuck doggie style again. He likes eating pussy. But most importantly he spoke to me. He loves me. I probably love him."

Teresa lifted her mouth off her tit and asked, "Would a relationship work?"

"Probably not. I am assigned to that section of the park because I know they are there but most rangers don't know that and follow visitors to that valley under instructions to warn them of problematic bears.

Funny, that's the only part of the park without bears. Any way I followed you and got there as you were hugging for them. I stayed and watched and quickly realized you love them too."

I took my mouth off her other tit and asked, "Has anyone checked to see if inter-breeding is possible?"

"Wow, talk about ugly babies. The answer is that we appear to be too far apart genetically for it to be possible. I would have been a fine experiment now but I can't conceive children anyway. I assume you left cum in your friend."

"Yes, years apart. Did not today though."

"You did in me."

"Thanks to both of you for that."

"You are welcome," they said in unison and Teresa traded the tit for her lips.

Megan coaxed Teresa's body over hers and they were soon rubbing clits together. I watched in fascination as the women fucked. They had dueling loud cums that were snuffed by kisses. It was a while before Teresa slid from her body to over mine. 

As soon as she had my cock as deep into her as it could get she tried to fuck me to the Canadian wilderness. As my cock erupted I saw Urg.

"Three orgasm in rapid succession, go girl," the ranger said to Teresa and kissed her.

"Is today your last day here?"

"Yes, our last night in a tent. We will be in Vegas the next five days."

"Oh, have fun." Megan stood and presented her pussy for us to kiss and after we did she began to get dressed. Teresa stood and went to her purse and pulled out a note pad and wrote our names, home address, cell numbers and Internet address on it. She added, "We love you," and handed it to her.

She borrowed her pen and paper and gave us all her information and added, "And I love both of you."

She kissed us deeply before she left our tent then we forced ourselves to begin packing and left at dawn the following morning.

We made it to Vegas the following sunset. It was a nice stay that focused on food, shows and fucks.

We left LasVegas after two Cirque shows, a Blue Man Group show and a night downtown and four days of driving later with stops in Phoenix, Santa Fe, El Paso and San Antonio we were home.

Apparently Teresa had changed on our trip, everyone said so. Ruthie and her band had been back for a while and she had related seeing Teresa's fun in the upstairs club but few thought that was enough to account for her change.

We were asked, "What did you two do on your trip, fuck in the woods?"

"Yes," was our answer.



Felicity Ch. 72



The questions on which animals to protect on Cel were difficult, the island had very little habitat space and most of it would need to be shared. In the question between African rhinos and pygmy rhinos the pigmy won because they took up less space, same with the hippos. Asian elephants won because of their docility.

For most it was a question of food source. Hummingbirds were small but required a lot of food daily. For many it was the ability to survive when deprived of migration routes like Canadian Geese.

Many were chosen because of their ability to adapt or the low numbers required to maintain a reproducing population although none with lifespans longer than ten years would be reproducing until the planet had become stabilized. For many creatures it became a question of would it consider a human child as prey, none of those were saved.

Compatibility became an important issue as the committee doing the choosing progressed. Would gibbons and bonobos coexist? Would Orangs and spider monkeys? Would macaques and lemurs? Would marmosets and squirrels?

Among the primates there where many hard choices, mountain gorilla or lowland gorilla? As is turned out they were the same species so young specimens of each were placed in three mixed family groups of four.

Bonobos or chimps? Bonobos were chosen because they have the more amenable nature and seemed to be the more intelligent.

A ranger named Lin was a primatologist and the committee listened to her and asked for her vote first on each question. They had done that with each species of primates chosen. Lin had made the hard decisions and all had voted with her. All members of the committee could see her sadness when any primate was stricken off the list.

The voting was done and the selected creatures placed in their environment when suddenly a new species of primate was discovered that needed saving, Sasquatch.

A ranger in Yosemite National Park had been recruited by the Peer at the suggestion of a couple from Felicity.

Her name was Megan and when she learned the nature of her new job had called for the committee to meet. She invited a friend named Teresa and between them announced that Sasquatch were not a myth.

"We have some photos to show you. These are friends of ours, there are around ninety in Yosemite. I know people that know of other populations which suggests the Sasquatch numbers throughout North America may add up to at least two thousand but perhaps as many as ten times that number.

I know the ones in Yosemite and Teresa knows the ones in the Canadian Rockies north of Jasper. They understand English and some can speak it. I know one young girl that can play the flute.

We need to save them."

To their credit the rangers and the two Lords present believed them and wondered if they thought they could get her friends to walk into a space ship. 

Both replied, "Yes."

Five weeks later a ship set down quietly in a glen in Yosemite on a late afternoon. The ship had slowly slipped through the air just above the tree canopy in the Sasquatch territory to make sure all saw it. It was softly playing a Vivaldi flute concerto as its door opened.

Megan and Teresa came out and sat on the grass. A family of beings came to them and the women stood, hugged the air then hugged the beings. 

It was an extended family which included and adult male who was the rangers lover, his mother and two sisters. Shortly after the greeting two more family groups arrived, one a mother with two daughters and a young son and another older male, his female, their daughter and granddaughter.

Those were the beings the ranger wanted to save and the beings were welcomed inside the ship and treated to a meal of all their favorite foods which had a mild tranquilizer in it. 

None noticed when the ship lifted off and landed on a similar glen a thousand kilometers north. Two families of beings joined them, Urg and her Mom, her sister,and two daughters. Urg's brother's two mates and their three children were there but he did not appear until later much to Teresa's relief.

Both clans were at first concerned with the others in the ship but when the first group spoke to the second in English all relaxed and joined them in dinner.

When the doors to the ship opened again they found themselves in what appeared to be their glen but was in fact a high valley half a world away. The beings understood it was not their own home and somewhat understood why it was not but were still apprehensive. The smiling ranger welcoming them, Lin, calmed them down as she hugged the air between them.

The hugs Teresa and Megan shared with her won her their trust.

Lin told them the whole valley was theirs and that except for her and their own friends no one would intrude on them from the outside. She then led them up the side of the valley to what seemed like habitations with open spaces for windows and doors.

"We are in a warmer part of the planet than you are used to, these shelters will keep you cooler. There are platforms for sitting and sleeping that keep a lower temperature for you. If you step through to the other side you will see it opens up to a plaza as humans call it with a water fountain in the middle. There are creatures for you to snack on in there.

You will see a wide path on each side of the plaza, they go around the valley at three different elevations. Food items for you abound along each trail. The items on the longer lower trail may be unfamiliar to you but be assured they are all good food.

The fountain here drains to the lake at the bottom of the valley. From there it empties down a waterfall to the lower levels. Next to the waterfall there is a trail that will take you out of your valley through different forests and to the human settlement. Please do not scare the humans if you decide to go down. If you wish one of the three of us will keep you company if you decide to visit.

Over here there is a communication booth. You press this green button once it will connect you to my office. If you press the red one it will connect you to Megan,, the blue to Teresa.

You are now home. Choose the place you want to sleep in and the one you want to sleep with. Rest, then go explore. Oh, each room has a music button on a wall and you can change the music by pressing the button again. If you hold the button down the music goes off.

The big room on the other side of the fountain has a visualizer that will show you the rest of the land and its people. Again, welcome home."

The humans hugged the air between them and they hugged back. All stayed to watch the ship lift off and float away.

The beings were now on their own.

The first altercation occurred when young girls of different clans decided to share a room to themselves. The family adult male objected. The oldest female interceded for them reminding them they were safer than they had ever been in their lives.

She went to the communicators and pressed the green button.

"Bears?" she asked.

"None."

"Big cats?"

"None," was again the answer.

"Safe," the eldest said.

At that moment she became the leader of all family groups.

Her son decided to be by himself. Not that he was anti-social but that he wanted all females to feel free to visit him for sex. He had a visitor that evening.

There were cameras everywhere in the compound and throughout the valley. The monitors were in Lin's office. Edited portions were shown Cel wide. 

When the first Sasquatch ventured below their valley and encountered other beings they were greeted with a hug. The hug was from a bonobo. The two were fascinated with each other and became friends.

Lin was ecstatic and got on a boat to go upriver and see them together for herself. She hugged the air between them and both hugged back. She was floating in air then found herself floating down river. The beings screamed and did not settle down until the boat crew fished her out.

She had the crew put her on the bank next to them. Her presence calmed them then they got mad and she kissed each on the lips, hugged the air between them and waited.

Reluctantly each forgave her for scaring them half to death and hugged the air for her. She kissed each again, returned to the boat and waved goodbye as she rode away.

That video had all of Felicity gasping in fear and smiling in tears for a day. A week later it was laughter and tears.

The rangers did send out expeditions to find Yeti and swamp creatures but by the time the Gulf Asteroid hit they had found none. 

They did find a relative of the Sasquatch at the base of the Andes near the birthplace of the Amazon river. They seemed to be the same species so just one family group was brought to Cel.

They also found arboreal human beings in the same forest and they were rescued too. They understood some English but would not speak it. But two visitors and their daughter knew what they were thinking. They also knew what the search party was thinking.

Suddenly the entire tribe went into the space craft and sat and seemed to be listening to the woman called Lisa. She was not speaking.

The scene sent shivers down the spine of the crew

Cel had an Amazon forest habitat so they were taken there. The family visiting them were invited to stay in Cel as intermediaries. Lin saw she needed Lisa to communicate with them. Both were biochemists so were needed on Cel anyway.

Their daughter was a young anthropologist and Lin hired her and recruited the Islands only exobiologist to help. She then tried to find someone to help with the two new rangers, both of whom were nearly incomprehensible.

Still, Lin was overjoyed by the turn of events and so were her assistants. They had rescued all humanoids on Earth.

They were wrong of course.



Felicity Ch. 73



Jordan and Carmen had not found a way to keep many of the largest creatures on Earth captive within their protective reefs. The Cetaceans where air breathers and would not survive the aftermath of the bombardment. 

They decided that any saved was better than none so blue whales, Narwhals, and white sided dolphins were placed in the area between the outer an inner reefs. The ratio was three males and nine females. Manta ray, whale sharks and basking sharks were added in the same ratio.

Seals of three species were added as well as elephant seals and walrus. Spinner dolphins and sea otters completed the seeding, nine males and twenty seven females of each.

The lagoon between the inner reef and the outer reef was extensive. It went all around Cel, a one hundred kilometer diameter island, and in some stretches was five kilometers wide. There were four islands within the lagoon for the pinnipeds to sun themselves and hopefully reproduce. Sea birds soon colonized the islands.

The average depth was a hundred meters but there were stretches down to five hundred meters.

Fresh water dolphins and pink dolphins were placed in the lower portions of the four rivers as were the manatees. Only the manatees would venture into the sea and that was for quick trips to Mr. Wu's and back. They had learned that heads of lettuce and cabbage floated nearby at times.

Food for the ones in the outer lagoon required a major project, the whales needed krill and krill needed plankton and the plankton needed nutrients so an upwelling current was created for the inside of the outer lagoon. 

It was a long somewhat wide tube drilled through the outer reef that opened at five thousand meters below the surface into a natural upwelling outside the reef.

It was not left open as barriers were placed at its entrance and the tube itself was porous so nutrients and small fauna could be drawn into the upward current through its sides. Powering it was a large propeller adapted from an ocean liner and run by the electricity produced by the rods surrounding the outer reef. It was designed and built to run at least a hundred years. It could also be shut off and had three speeds.

The speeds were set to coincide with the speed of the upwellings of the Galapagos islands. The opening at the base of the outer reef was pointed clockwise and there was soon a clockwise current within the lagoon. Soon all the denizens began to swim counter-clockwise in the circular lagoon.

Most creatures stopped and stayed by the output pipe, that area became a tourist attraction but that was not what the rangers had hoped for so the fan was turned off. 

Some creatures turned back but most continued to swim counter clockwise, that was where the food was coming from. When the bulk of the creatures was halfway around the island the fan was turned back on. As they neared the opening it was switched off again.

When the upwelling was first turned on it took two months for the waters between the reefs to appreciably cool. The three stands of giant kelp had survived the period and all the denizens had time to adjust. The water temperature was down to seventeen Celsius.

The rangers noted the increase in activity from the Cetaceans and the Pinnipeds. The also noted there were creatures in the colder water that had not been placed there. Soon submersibles were in the waters between the reefs surveying the population..

Many benthic organisms had begun to populate the bottom and the lower sides of both reefs. The nightly migration from the bottom to the top by many organisms had also been established. Both of those findings gladdened the rangers.

Several species of fish that had not been part of the original seeding were also present but the rangers were fine with those. 

One item of concern was the the booming call of an underwater creature no one recognized. There was also a soft singing call that instruments told the scientists came from the same creature.

The habitat was established before the protective dome had ever been deployed. During that time period several high tides had covered the outer reef but only to about four centimeters. Still two seals had crawled over the five meter wide top and gone into open ocean. The new creature could have come in at those times.

The loud booming sound was heard only as high tide approached and only the song like sounds at other times. Soon there were several booming calls from the lagoon and they were now heard at every quadrant of the reef.

Before the Gulf impact the shield was raised and Cel was no longer in contact with the environment outside the outer reef. The booming calls continued before each high tide but the number of individuals making them diminished until the Bombardment then all such calls ceased.

The rangers and Cel were soon going from crisis to crisis, the shield stayed higher than the reef for ten years.

The ecologists decided to allow some of the upwelling waters to invade a shallow lagoon inside the first reef.The break would be up current from an area populated by mangrove trees. An opening a quarter of a meter wide was made between the inner and outer lagoons at the base of the inner reef.

The reasoning was that the mixing of the waters would enrich the mangrove basin and increase the yield of food forms to the inner lagoon. The fish and crustacean creatures there were close to dropping below sustainable numbers.

In the inner reef the bottom was only one meter deep close to the shoreline and two meters deep at the reef.

Although there was an average of a one hundred meter gap between the beaches and the inner reef there were areas with two hundred and fifty meter gaps which included the mangrove shelf.

By the time the shield had begun to be lowered the numbers had recovered enough to once again allow fishing in both lagoons. 

The top of the inner reef was covered with a solid pathway as wide as a two lane highway that all could walk, in fact an annual race around the island had been initiated and over one hundred had participated in the long race. Regardless of where they started all the competitors ended their race in Felicity. None had actually run all the way around, that distance was over six hundred kilometers,

The inner reef was connected to the shore about a thousand meters apart. The bridges from beach to reef had wide spaces underneath to allow the free circulation of the waters. Wide steps on the reef allowed citizens to got to the top. Suspended fishing piers extended ten meters away from the reef on the outer lagoon side as did ten meter wide diving platforms on both sides of the reef. 

All structures were made of the same material as the reef and creatures attached themselves to it. The junction of bridges and reef were popular snorkeling sites.

They also provided Cel with a big surprise, mermaids.

As she shield came down and the Earth warmed people began to see creatures sunning themselves on the inner diving platforms. They normally slid into the water if they saw someone.

Ahn decided to put up cameras on the veranda of the resorts balcony facing the sea. Sehel, Sammy and the Sprite Lu helped her.

It was not commonly known but Sprites did not fly over large bodies of water. Like the male Mur they could not swim.

The diving platforms up the reef were too far away from the resort for anyone to notice anything from its veranda but Ahn's camera lens had enough zoom power to be able to see anything sunbathing there. As most people she expected them to be monk seals, the only ones inside the inner reef.

Nothing happened for the next two months, not surprising since Felicity had the most number of people of any shoreline on Cel. But Ahn and her friends knew it was almost the equinox and the herring would be migrating past the resort soon on their way to the mangroves in the next bay.

Large fish would be following the herring and seals would be following them. They were right in that regard but the seal were not the ones directly behind the larger fish, whatever they were they had tail flukes like porpoises and whales and a long sinuous dorsal fin that shone like gold.

They got no good videos of the creatures but knew the herring run took two days to go past Felicity

That night they had the video they wanted. A creature was sitting upright on a platform. It seemed to be holding something. Another creature surfaced near it and they sang to each other.

They surmised the creatures were as small as the Akkad, the two meter depth by the platform was more than ample for the second creature.

The creature in the water suddenly dove and soon surfaced again. It swam towards the one on the platform and handed it a small lobster.

It took a while for the friends to comprehend what they had seen. The creatures had arms and hands.

The one on the platform took the lobster and ate it shell and all. Then it sang as it moved what it was holding to the creature in the water. It was a baby and she had been nursing. 

The one in the water played with the baby a bit and as soon as the female went into the water they swam away with the baby holding on to a parents golden hair.

The next morning they went to Lord Jim's compound and asked him to summon every ranger. After they all gathered she showed them the video.

Everyone was too stunned to say anything after the video ended so Ahn played it again.

"I can't believe they are real," is what they all thought and said.

"Told you," Jordan said to Carmen.

"I still don't believe it ," Carmen said.

"Play it back from after the father appears and increase the volume," the older of the two marine biologists said.

"We heard that, we recorded it," the younger marine biologist said.

The oldest said to the gathering, "They have been here since before the shield was raised the first time. There were booming calls too, apparently calling the family to come over. Those calls stopped after they figured out they would no longer be any life past the outer reef."

"All the calls we heard came from the outer lagoon. They must come to the inner lagoon when they have babies," the younger one said.

"Is the gap to the mangrove large enough to go through?"

"The baby and the Mom probably, the father would be unlikely to fit through. Of course the water to the top of the reef is only half a meter, they could crawl across."

"What do we do about them? Sehel asked.

Lord Jim said, "Well, we need to protect them but people are swarming back to the beaches, someone will see them sooner or later."

Mizuki said, "They have doing fine for twelve years now, they seem to know to avoid us. But I am afraid they may scare someone into doing something rash. I think we should release the video."

"And make sure every understands how miraculous this is. Remind them to smile without showing teeth."

The speaker was the woman in charge of primates. All in the room finished the last sentence with her.

"Lin, sweetie, those creatures are primates, they are your responsibility. You better learn how to swim" Lord Jim said to her.

"I do know how to swim, the river just had too strong a current for me," she claimed.

All nodded and patted her back holding back giggles. She had known this would happen before she was pulled out of the river after she fell off a boat.

The video was shown at the beginning of each newscast every day for three days. Commentary by Lord Jim, the two marine biologists, King Jordan, or Lin alternatively accompanied the presentation. Ahn, Sehel and Sammy explained how they had gotten the video.

Many cameras were set up pointing at each set of diving platforms around the island. Two captured a family but they were not the same ones captured by Ahn. There were three families in the inner lagoon.

It spawned a new phenomenon in Cel, every family with a baby went to the sea, and sang. All beaches on Cel were nude beaches and many had been reserved for families

First contact was between two little girls, one human, one mermaid. The parents of both stayed back and just watched them have fun. 

As the mermaid family left the human parents hugged the air in front of them. Their daughter did too.

It took several moments but soon the two mermaids and the merman sent hugs back. The humans had seen bonobos and Sasquatch do that and thought, why not. They were happy to see it was a universal form go greeting between primates.

The next time the two families encountered each other they immediately hugged the air around them.

The human girl was now an excellent swimmer and both girls began jabbering at each other although neither had any idea what the other was saying.

The mother waded out to the mermaid mother and took off her necklace with a crystal pendant containing a photo of her and her family and showed it to her.

The mermaid was stunned, mystified, overwhelmed. She kept looking at the pendant and the humans.

Her husband went to her and saw the pendant and he was stunned, mystified, overwhelmed. He kept looking at the humans then back at the picture.

Apparently neither had a concept of photos in their experiences.

The woman took the necklace back and gave it to her husband and he placed it around her neck. She hugged herself while looking at it. 

The human wife then brought out a similar necklace and handed it to the merman husband. That picture had the mermaid and her family. Their eyes kept going from each other to her daughter to the photo. The humans knew it was the first time either had see themselves. The human husband had taken the photo on their first meeting.

The woman looked to the merman and he understood and placed it around his wife's neck then hugged her. He then turned to the humans and made sound that likely meant thank you and bowed.

The mermaid was shaking so the woman hugged her. The mermaid clung to her.

Their daughters though their parents were being silly, until they saw the embrace. The girls decided to embrace too.

The merman decided it was time to go. His wife hugged the woman and the daughters hugged each other again. Ten seconds later they had vanished under the gentle waves.

Several cameras on shore had recorded the entire incident. The video was shown on every news channel. 

The two families saw each other once more but it was a short meeting. The mermaid's family was ready to go to the outer lagoon. Their daughters clung to each other until forced to separate. Then the merman had to softly urge his wife to end her embrace with the woman. Then he had to separate the girls again.

They left at high speed, apparently there was a tide to catch.

Contact between species was sporadic and humans never saw one in the outer lagoon but knew there was a healthy population out there. 

During the following years herring run there were four mermaid families in the inner reef. Each befriended families with young children.

One family brought out a metal table and chairs and invited the mermaid family to lunch. The terms for eat, salmon, shrimp, cooked, human, mermaids, baby, girl, boy, and good bye were learned. Each family had fun pretending to be grossed out by the others eating habits.

The fathers dared each other and the human ate a raw shrimp shell and all and the merman ate a peeled grilled shrimp. Both said it was OK.

All were fascinated with each others hands, one set with wide webs between the fingers and the other with no webbing at all.

They also learned that it took twenty seven days for the Sea People in the inner lagoon to go around Cel once and then left for the outer lagoon immediately after completing their seventh trip around. 

All four of the families were waiting for their friends each time around. Humans brought alien friends to join them during the visits. All learned that the Akkad could hearth Sea People better and they could hear the Akkad better. All also learned that the Akkad were very graceful and very much at ease in the lagoon. The Akkad had partial webbing between the fingers and toes when in water.

Soon those get togethers ceased to be news, five years later it seemed every mermaid that wanted alien friends, including humans, had many. They had also learned to kiss.

Every human that wanted Sea People as friends eventually had one, but all had learned that the limit of comfort for sea people was around eight other beings, any more than that they felt uncomfortable and bolted away. All citizens stayed away when the group around the sea people was six.

Immediately after his coronation ceremony six years later King Marc and Queen Natalia proclaimed the mermen and mermaids Beings and citizens of Cel.

No one objected. 



Felicity Ch. 74



Cel had become a melting pot of alien races and at its surface there appeared to be harmony. But there were deep resentments among the population, jealousies, prejudices, hostility.

To combat the growing animosity a ceremony to celebrate their unity was planned and it was decided to hold it in Felicity, the most diverse community in the Galaxy.

The purpose of the ceremony was to be an official welcome to the nearly hundred beings that had just come to Earth from their frozen planet. The people of that planet were as human as could be without being human. The had chosen to be called Maals, the name of their Planet. The single characteristic that pegged them as aliens was their bronze colored hair. None had hair of any other color.

The ceremony took place in front of the beach resort at the end of Felicity Boulevard. A podium had been erected at the end of the median and Queen Natalia had officially welcomed the new citizens.

No one noticed when all the males disappeared but as soon as all became aware of that an ominous murmur went through the crowd. The crowd may have been over a thousand women.

That there was trouble brewing became obvious when a protest group gathered on the Wendy's Jewelry side of the boulevard. Most of those were wearing blue. The Tiki side had supporters of the newcomers. Most of them were wearing green. 

All at home saw the tension build. Many, many took the trains to Felicity and joined one side or the other of the crowd. Families allegiances split over the blue or green factions.

The ceremony was being carried live on the official visualizer channel to all of Earth and the Federation planets. Everyone saw each side grow. 

The number of Sprite hovering above with their cameras multiplied.

The first epithet was launched by Sehel. "Go back were you came from you freaks!" she had yelled.

An answering yell came from Ahn as she shouted, "Look who is calling them freaks you freak!"

Insults flew and the Queen tried to get things under control when someone yelled, "Quiet, you construct, you are the biggest freak of all! 

That insult came from her best friend, Lady Claudia.

Three cameras over the crowd saw when and by whom the first shot was fired, they had focused on First Friend and captured her as she reached into a large covered shelf behind her, took out her weapon and plastered her mother who was on the protesters side.

The pie was green and First Friend managed to tell her mother she looked good wearing it before she had to avoid returning fire as suddenly each group found large shelves full of cream pies behind them. The frenzy of war began. 

The second victim was Claudia, hit by Mizuki as she stuck her tongue out at her. Natalia quickly vacated the podium but was hit several times by both before she made it to the relative protection of the blue side. First Friend had disappeared and was eventually picked up by the cameras as she stalked her prey from behind, Fiona.

Fiona screamed in pain and agony as she felt the pie plastered on her ass. First Friend had lowered her shorts and hit her before Fiona could react.

For the next hour one camera followed Fiona as she sought her revenge. First Friend's small stature allowed her to hide among the beings and she in fact got Ruthie and Helen before vanishing into the crowd.

T-shirts were lifted and tits were smeared. Tits were licked clean before they were smeared again. Atrocity followed atrocity.

The newcomers to the planet were in a state of shock until a pie hit Princess Tan-Tan right in the face. It had been thrown by her mother, Queen Tri. 

Tan-Tan ran to the ammunition shelf and began to fire one missile after another at her Mom. With the help of her sisters her mom was vanquished but all the bronze haired women were soon under attack and they had to band together. 

Casualties began to mount, combatants were seen withdrawing from the battlefield covered by humiliating blue or green cream. They were quickly replaced by newly arriving reinforcements.

Azulians, Gaad and Akkad were at a disadvantage at first, their body structure prevented them from throwing anything overhand. With the help of Helen they soon discovered they could be accurate if they stepped into an underhand throw.

The small statured Akkad and even smaller Gaans soon found that plastering butts was very satisfying. They plastered Helen's butt first.

That got them retaliation from every short redhead woman and the Akkad were soon having to suck pie off their face. Several of the redheads realized there was a much better use for those oral appendages and took the Akkad hostage into the back of the Gallery. They were not the only ones there. Amazingly none of the captives seemed to mind.

After a few lessons from Ruthie the Azulians were soon singing as they attacked the masses alongside all the Felicity Music artists. Carmen and Bree were ferocious.

One Devl woman found that she could add distance to her missiles if she threw it to her side then whacked it with her tail. She could fire a pie across the entire boulevard that way. That discovery did not help much as all were soon in pie to pie combat.

The Kindred found they could throw pies hard. They had to apologize for hitting others with such force and the apologies included soft kisses and slow smearing of pies across exposed tits. Many of their enemies ended up leaving the field of combat with them for a different field of combat. They emerged from there clean.

Mur women were deadly accurate with their throws as were the Dorans. The Saurians were not and being the biggest got splattered often.

The War lasted nearly two hours. Some of its instigators went home, had taken a shower, dressed and had headed to either the resort veranda or Mr. Wu's at the other end of Felicity. They watched the war from there on the visualizers before the conflict ended.

Some had ridden the train home covered with their wounds and had watched the end on their visualizers in Clara or Penza or Hong Kong, wherever home was.

Nearly ten thousand pies had been baked. Felicity Boulevard was a mess. As soon as the last laughing and giggling combatants went home arm in arm with their enemy the Felicity fire department turned on their hoses and sent the debris down sewers to be processed.

The street was clean fifteen minutes after the last pie flew, appropriately that missile was from Fiona to First Friend. She had at last caught her.

But violence continued off and on for the rest of the day as many women had reserved a missile for their cowardly men. Those attacks seemed to always lead to awe inspiring sex.

The incident became the highest rated visualizer program ever. It had been broadcast to all the planets and a similar war erupted on the planet Hahdes before the war on Earth had ended. All were pleased to see that the war on Earth had been started by a Devl.

For several days women giggled for no reason at all. "Combat stress syndrome" the men agreed.

Soon their world returned to normal and everyone loved everyone. Ten months later ten thousand pies began to be stocked by the red group and the green faction.

All would be attending a debate between candidates for the post of Inspector General in the next election. It would take place in the main plaza in Penza.

The fact that there was no post of Inspector General did not prevent each candidate from accruing many supporters. The debate drew more than five thousand women.

It was again a massacre. Every woman lost, and won.

Everyone seemed to have good memories about the color combination and all were entertained by the florid and hilarious campaign speeches so both of those elements stayed in their new tradition. Each city on Cel and Shangri-La that had the capacity to hold such an event eventually did.

Ponce decorated the town in red and green when it was their turn and each host city thereafter followed that new tradition.

The women then began to give their children and friends a small gift the day after the conflict in atonement for their viciousness during the war and that was added to the tradition.

The day before and after the event became holidays and were set to come on the southern solstice so two of those days were holidays anyway.

Less than four years later three planets had an election to a non-existent post and all ended up in frays. Each planet's winter solstice happened at different times from all the other planets so women began to consider traveling to them.

For their own protection laws in the Devl planet were passed to limit the next election "voting" period to just thirty three centons locally,one hundred total. It would still be planet wide.

The Akkad and the Saurians did not have those events but the Mur tried. It had just forty seven participants. Their men had prohibited their women's attendance at the event. 

Their leader eGr reminded them that if women were not treated as equals their chances to be invited into the Federation were none and there was no purpose in him being there.

All had pinned their hopes on that goal and all had seen the many positive changes their Leader had brought to their war torn planet. All the men gritted their teeth and allowed their women to choose their own path.

The next election for dog catcher on a planet in which there were no dogs brought out three thousand women who duked it out with twelve thousand green and red cream pies for nearly five hours. The planet's first lady took the honor of throwing the first pie, the war had been hosted by the new Capital City.

Their Mur men were then treated with exuberant sex for three days. They suddenly saw the advantages of a happy wife.

Each planet that was home to alien races that physically could have such a day every year did. The red and green colors became traditional and for a week before red and green ornaments adorned the city in which the war would take place. 

All planets experienced a large spike of female visitors during those "election" days. Azulian women seemed to travel to each of them scheduling concerts during those time periods. All took retired singers with them and all of them stayed. 

It remained an all women affair that centered over the election of a candidate to non-existing positions. Winners were never declared.

The premier conflict was always the one on Cel. So many visitors came that many had to stay with others and the largest number of rooms available for any overflow were in Felicity. Lascivious incidents occurred.

Everyone wanted to experience the event in Hahdes once and all loved it but most decided it was way too exhausting to repeat. That and the Devl women had perfected hurling pies with their tail.

The conflict in Doria was also a favorite but their planet had a very bright star so all had to wear sunglasses during the war and spent most of the combat wiping pie off the lenses then putting them back on.

A very enterprising young human remembered seeing goggles with wiper blades and those became fashion ware on Doria.

The new wars in Akkad were gentle, civilized. Women that would not take part in other wars went there.

The Kindred hit hard so only women that could also hit hard attended those.

The Saurans did not have the holiday celebration on their calendars for years but after a few took part in the wars in Clara they found that being easy targets was delicious. They still had atrocious aim but had fun.

A couple of hundred years after the first pie war in Felicity the word 'war' only brought visions of flying red and green pies and smiles to all peoples. 



Felicity Ch. 75



Thirty two years had passed since the The Bombardment of Earth. The Federation Council was meeting to set the succession to the Empress in motion as well as discuss other items of business including setting a time frame for the admittance of Earth to the Federation of Planets.

The people of Earth had hoped they had made a good enough impression that it would happen in no more than a hundred years. 

Resorts were built for specific aliens including two for the aquatic people, the Cephalons and the aquatic Akkad. The Cephalons were widely respected for their intelligence but had not been embraced by the other planets except for Akkad, they were apparently too alien. 

Humans thought they were cool.

The Cephalons were overwhelmed when they visited resorts with an entire lagoon for them to wander in from the comfort of their underwater accommodation. 

The Cephalons were stunned by the communicators humans came up with for them; they no longer needed interpreters on Earth.

Humans were very clever people they thought.

It was their Ambassador to the Federation who nominated Earth/Cel for admission before the coronation ceremony of the Empress. 

The ambassadors were somewhat surprised by the nomination but the only qualm the others could come up with was with the shortness of the time period before admission.

The Cephalon reminded all that a long wait was not a requirement for admission to the Federation, tolerance and friendliness to others were. 

"No peoples have shown as much tolerance and friendliness to all of us as humans have. We need them with us," it said.

The Ambassadors and the Emperor were trying to think of a way to refute his statement then the Florian peoples Ambassador suddenly voted, "Yes." 

Earth had built a resort within a large clear dome for them. They could breathe in there and had an enclosed patio area to host the ones that used oxygen. 

Ambassador Amapola had already been to the resort with her family three times. They loved Cel's tropical forests.

The Devl Ambassador smiled and said, "I never would have believed I would do this just fifty years ago, but I vote yes."

The Kindred voted "Happily yes."

The Sprite voted, "Definitely yes."

The Saurian said, "They seem to think we are stars, they are the first people not to be initially frightened by us. We vote yes."

All awaited the Emperors vote. He was very happy at the sudden turn of events. He would live long enough to extend the invitation to humans although not long enough to celebrate with them himself.

But before he cast his vote he asked his daughter and future Empress to cast the vote for the Akkad, she would be the one to oversee the transition.

Ohme asked, "Is this my first decision as Empress?"

Her father smiled and said, "Yes."

The Ambassadors understood that simple word transferred all his powers to her.

She then said, "Earthlings have a lifestage called retirement. I hereby order you to enter the stage of retirement on the Federation Planet Earth and never interfere with the affairs of Akkad."

The Ambassadors laughed and promptly passed the proposition.

When the Empress arrived on Earth Clara was the first to formally greet her but they did not have a chance for a private moment so she went back to Felicity.

She was drinking a beer with Fiona and friends on Mr. Wu's patio until she saw Fiona's face register shock. She turned and was stunned to see him standing there, her only son, wearing a Marvin the Martian shirt and a very old baseball cap.

She leaped to him and cried between kisses until she then had to share him with Fiona. 

The others wondered what the fuss was all about but soon recognized the Akkad as the Emperor and welcomed him back. One asked him why he was not at the celebration in Clara.

"I am now retired by order of the Empress. I am no longer allowed to take part in affairs of state. I can take part in the beer drinking please Mr. Wu."

Fiona and Clara decided not to tell the others why they were so happy to see him, alive.

They had not accepted the invitation to the Ceremony of Succession.

The Empress had decided that the spirit of the tradition was to ensure that the previous Emperor or Empress did not influence the decisions of the new ruler and had concluded that exile to another planet would do just as well. The protocol instituted was that they would not be allowed to be in the same room at any time and he could not initiate any communication with her. 

The Empress had already decided that it would be OK for her to talk to her father via communicator whenever she wanted. She would be the first Empress to be able to do so in millennia.

His communicator signaled and the Empress asked him if he had found Clara.

"Yes, we are having a beer together at Mr. Wu's right now."

"Clara took his phone from him and told her, "You are a clever girl and I love you. Your Dad will be fine in Felicity. How are you doing, ceremonies over?"

"Except for the party at the Ambassadors compound and choosing Earth's Ambassadors to the Federation. Any ideas on that? All the Peer have declined."

"Hang on. 

Mom, would you like to be Earths Ambassador to the Federation?"

"What?" Why are you asking me?"

"I am talking to the Empress and she wants my suggestion."

"Tell her sure."

" Mom, I'm serious."

"Why doesn't one of the Peer go?"

"They don't think they represent humans and you have always wanted to travel to the stars."

"Oh."

"She said yes. Does she need to be at Ambassadors Compound tonight?"

"Yes, both of you do. Be dressed to party. Thank you Mah; I love you. Tell Dad I love him too. Bye."

"Drink up Madame Ambassador, we need to get ready."

"Hmm. Clara? Are her sister and her sightless friend still around?" the former emperor asked.

"They will be here shortly but she is no longer sightless so behave yourself."

"Hey I'm retired. I don't have to behave myself anymore."

"Dirty old Akkad," Clara said and kissed him then drug her Mom away with her.

"Fiona!" Clara yelled at her lover that had thought for a moment she had just escaped having to attend a too loud party.

The Emperor laughed and kissed Fiona saying,"'Be brave."

The Emperor stayed in Felicity and lived another fifty years, most of those in the company of Wendy. 

Paloma's husband had never returned from his assignment. Their last conversation was a call from Madrid and he had said that travel had become difficult because of riots. That was after the Gulf meteor impact. She had accompanied the rescue crews on every trip to Europe. 

At home she moved in with Martina and Adrian briefly and spent times in bed with them. 

When Clara saw she could communicate with the Saurans without assistance she told the Queen and the Empress and Paloma was soon Earth's ambassador to Crertais.

The entry of Earth into the Federation of Planets made Felicity an even more popular place to visit since the interplanetary port was there.

Masses of aliens visited Earth and many stayed in the town. The resort and the bed and breakfast stayed full as did every restaurant in town.

The people of Felicity never came to grips with the fact that they represented the last relic of the old Earth with private homes and streets with individually owned moving vehicles, swimming pools and flower covered private gardens. To the rest of the planets Felicity was amazingly unique. 

One enterprising young man decided to start a driving school for the visitors that became very popular.

One alien prisoner had been housed in the Island wildlife habitat next to Felicity. When he was freed he and his wife became part of Felicity. Their first daughter won the election as a representative to the Royal Council of Cel. Her father then her younger sister later became Leader of the Mur planet.

Felicity reached its maximum sustainable population of five hundred. Ninety two were alien including three Gaan and their children. 

Their planet would soon be joining the Federation.

Per capita Felicity was the most fully integrated town in the Federation. No one noticed if the person next to them in a restaurant, or a train, or a dress shop was Akkad, Devl, Sprite, Mur, Kindred or Doran.

There were just six Saurans in Felicity and they were big people so they did stand out, briefly.

The favorite places for Cephalons, Florans and most Saurans were not in Felicity although many Saurans often visited Mr. Hu's restaurant to enjoy his sea veggie dishes. They also loved to keep company with the Azulians who lived in town.

Wendy ceased to be at the age of one hundred sixty seven as she was overtaken by an orgasm gifted to her by the former Emperor. He ceased to be a week later. Wendy had for all practical and social purposes become his wife and most assumed he died of grief.

Mo ceased to be fourteen years later right after an orgasm gifted to her by the former Empress while she was Ambassador to Kindred. They had been partners for forty years and she was considered to be a Mom to the Emperor too. 

All of the MacDuff daughters and nieces lived to be nearly two hundred years old as did Ruthie and Sean. They outlived all but four of the Peers.

Janie and Paloma lived to be two hundred years old. Paloma had lived on Hahdes for twenty years by then. She had been swept off her feet by the Devl ambassador to Crertais and when he returned home she went with him. She had never returned to Earth.

Janie lived her whole life in Felicity although she travelled to other planets to take part in the red and green wars often. Her great-great granddaughter now ran Janie's Gourmet Junk Food. Her name was Janie.

Clara and Audrey outlived their sisters and cousins by over fourteen years. They had cancer when the potion was first given to them and had more doses than the others. They had been partners since their spouses died fifteen years before, in the same bed with them, after a fine mini orgy.

Apparently death by orgasm had become the preferred way to go.

Clara and Audrey were the last two pioneers from their original town.

They were the last two humans that had lived through the Bombardment, although the Duchess Natalia and and Queen Claudia outlived them. 

Clara and Audrey were the last living humans that knew the Peer were constructs.

Audrey died a year before Clara at the age of two hundred and twenty.

The Farewell for Clara brought hundreds of thousands of visitors to Earth. Billions of people in every Federation planet watched from home. Millions cried that day.

Her memorial plaque had to be placed away from the others because hundreds came to talk to her each week. A garden was prepared in the largest plaza in Lord Jim's realm which was now called Felicity. 

Five obelisks were constructed with a wide circular pathway around them. One was for Duke Jim, The First Lord of Felicity and fourth King of Earth. The second was for Mizuki the First Duchess of Felicity and fourth and seventh Queen of Earth.

At the opposite side was Clara's remembrance marker, the largest of all. Her marker simply read, "Clara MacDuff, First Friend to Akkad, Devl, Kindred."

The former Emperor and her Aunt Wendy's plaques were to her left, her Mother's and the former Empress to her right. 

Wendy's plaque read "Aunt to First Friend, Consort to Emperor Ohnling.

Mo's plaque said, Mother to First Friend, Ambassador to Akkad, Consort to Empress Ohme.

Clara's obelisk also had a plaque on its back the only one on the planet that did. It read Fiona Chatwood, Consort to First Friend.

Many talked to her.

A mural was erected at the junction of new and old Felicity Boulevard. It was a scene taken from Clara's house seventy years before.

Clara was seen pointing her finger at the former Emperor in mock anger as he cowered away from her as Fiona, Wendy, Mo, and the former Empress and the Devl Tal were laughing their heads off. That scene was the most popular visual in every planet for years. 

Every one that walked by the mural always smiled.

Clara's birthday became a holiday for all of the now ten planets of the Federation and the planet of the Azulians which had not been invited yet but would a few years later.

On Earth her birthday became the holiest of days celebrated by kissing everyone anyone saw that day, human or not.

When Clara ceased to be Earth was the gem of the planets and the statues of Clara and Ohm in the main plaza of Clara, the capital city of Planet Earth, still had to be cleaned of lipstick every day.