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Alternate Endings: Lauren Ch. 01

By: AlternateEndings



"So what's the plan anyways?"

I grunted out some sort of response as I lifted another trowel full of plaster up to the bathroom wall. The phone sat about two feet away, glowing orange and humming softly, a noise that came through the speakerphone from the other end. 

"Come on, caveman, I know you're busy, but if you want to pull this trip off, you're going to have to use your words."

Smiling, I slathered the trowel full of plaster across the white surface and starting the long process of smoothing and texturizing. "Grog say he no like woman with smart mouth. Thump woman over head, drag into cave."

A soft peal of laughter, a sound like bells in the wind, came over the speaker. "Alright, alright, keep your secrets; just tell me when you want me to meet you."

"How's tomorrow sound?"

"Tomorrow? So soon?"

"Well... unless I miss my guess you've got the whole weekend off... and Monday too, if Marty held up his end of the bargain."

"How did yo—wait, if Marty...? You bastard! You set this up!"

Turning towards the phone I raised my plaster covered hand, as though she could see me. "Guilty as charged. So what do you say, Lauren? Meet me here tomorrow at say... noonish?"

"I don't know," Her voice dripped sarcasm as she spoke. "You've done an awful lot of sneaking around trying to get this set up. I'm not sure I should trust you."

"What's not to trust? I'm as innocent as a newborn la—"

"Oh bullshit! And stop smiling at me like that! I can here you doing it, even over the phone."

This time I actually did burst out laughing. It was a nice deep, fully bodied laugh that came from one of the good places deep within my soul. The sort of laugh that you share with close friends over an inside joke, or over something hysterical that comes as a complete surprise. 

Seems that I tended to do that sort of thing a lot when I was around her. 

"Alright, blondie. I need to get back to pretending to do some work here, and you've got things to take care of before we leave tomorrow, so how 'bout we end the chit chat and I see you tomorrow morning?"

"Sounds good to me. I can't wait." Her voice dropped, becoming husky and filled with the promise of all sorts of indecent things. "Anything you want me to bring with me?"

"Oh... I can think of a few things..."

"Such as?" Her voice sent a shiver down my spine.

"I made a list." Grinning like the cat who got the cream, I whispered into the speaker. "It's on your desk." 

And hung up.

"Sounds like you've got quite the weekend coming."

I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sound of another voice. I whirled around, trowel spewing plaster across the floor as my eyes sought the source of the comment. 

Standing about five feet away, which was, really, about as far as you could get in the small bathroom I'd been remodeling was my friend Alissa. 

"Christ Almighty, Alissa, are you trying to give me a goddamned heart attack?"

She giggled; it was a quality that I would've found annoying in any other twenty-five year old, but from her, it just seemed kind of cute. "Sorry, boss, didn't mean to startle you." She pointed to the phone. "So, was that her?"

"Her?"

"Yeah! The other woman! You know, the one you've been telling me about."

I shook my head and took a moment to massage my temples, realizing too late that I'd just spread green plaster across the side of my face. "You have no concept of discretion, do you?"

"Of course, I do. You and I are the only ones in the house and your girlfriend is still at work for another couple of hours. I can say anything I want without fear of reprisal." She smirked, another quality that I would've liked to find irritating. "Besides, Alek, it's not like she'd believe it anyways."

Continuing to shake my head, I stood up and greeted Alissa properly, giving her a hug and a smack on the ass, delighting in the green plaster handprint that it left on her gym shorts. "So what brings you over here during the middle of the day anyways? I can't remember the last time you were even awake by this hour."

"Techincally speaking I'm not awake at this hour, I'm still awake at this hour...meaning that I never actually went to sleep, but the point is that I was headed to the gym and figured you could use a break, so I stopped by to drag you away from your mess for a little while."

I laughed at the systematic and rapid-fire presentation of facts. "A break, huh? How am I supposed to get this bathroom finished if I keep taking time off to go to the gym with you."

"What do you mean, keep taking time off? It's only the fourth or fifth time it's happened! Besides you need to let it dry before you continue on anyways." She shifted stances, putting her hands on her hips and sticking her bottom lip out just a hair. "Come on, Alek, please? You know I hate going to the gym alone!"

By this point I had already started laying my tools aside. "Yeah, I know you do, little one. Give me a minute to strip this stuff off and get my bag and we'll take the Jeep over."

Alissa squealed excitedly and bounced out of the bathroom into the combination closet/laundry room. I stood there waiting for a moment as she looked at me expectantly.

"Come on, strip!"

"Uh uh, I've got enough trouble with women without you getting infatuated with me too." I pointed through the open doorway to the main room of the apartment. "Go on, off with you!"

She huffed and disappeared around the corner, chatting all the while. "What makes you think I'm infatuated with you, anyways? You're not that special. I mean, sure you're good looking, handy, and kind of brilliant, but that's not everything you know."

I chuckled as I shucked the plaster coated clothes into the washer and threw on a fresh pair of jeans. "Actually, I said that you would get infatuated with me, not that you already were."

"Uh huh... and you think just one look at your mostly naked body would be enough to cause this girl to go ga-ga over you? Please... get real, boyo."

I pulled a shirt off the hanger and buttoned one of the middle buttons, leaving the rest to hang open. "Oh come on," I cast the jibe into the other room as I looked in the mirror. "You just wished that Mark looked this good without his clothes!"

Alissa came darting into the room, apparently intent on having revenge for my comment on her boyfriend, but I was kind of expecting it, so I rounded on her and started tickling her very sensitive sides. 

"Gah! Hey! That's no...fair! Stop that!"

I let her go and ran some water over my hands and through my hair. "Come on, you big baby, you know I'm just kidding anyways."

"Yeah..." She looked up at me from her position on the floor, grinning. "So?" 

Grabbing my gym back, I threw it over one shoulder and started up the stairs. "So you going to get your lazy ass off my floor and come to the gym, or am I going by myself this time?"



Alternate Endings: Lauren Ch. 02



When I woke up the next morning, the fire had all but burned itself out. A few embers remained, glowing red and angry, the only remnants of the logs we'd thrown in the night before. 

I could hear the rain outside, drumming steadily upon the roof of the cabin. Old Man Thunder grumbled in the distance, like a giant rousing itself from slumber. 

"So much for my beautiful weather." I scrubbed at my eyes and searched for my glasses, which had been discarded during the night's activities. I found them, along with most of my clothes folded in a nice, neat little pile on the edge of the futon. 

I say most because my shirt was nowhere to be seen.

"Lauren?" I called out, my voice still hoarse from sleep. 

No answer. 

Rumbling to my feet, I threw on my boxers and a pair of jeans before making a quick search of the inside of the cabin. She hadn't gone up to the bedroom, nor was she in the kitchen or the shower. Which only left one place…

Slipping back down the stairs on quiet feet, I opened the cabin's front door and peered around the corner.

There she was, leaning on the porches wooden railing, wearing nothing but my shirt, buttoned finally, and looking out into the rain and the mist that covered the mountain around us. Chin resting in her hands, there was a contented feel about her this morning, as though last night had affected her on a more subconscious level.

Or maybe it was just the mountain air.

Squeezing myself through the doorway without a sound, I crept down the length of the porch and moved up behind her. One arm snaked around her stomach, pulling her closer to me; the other moved her mane of her off to one side so I could kiss the side of her neck. 

"Mmmm…" She pressed herself back into me and groaned softly. "Good morning."

"Hey there… you sleep well?"

Lauren nodded and leaned forward over the rail again. "Ohh yeah. Babies don't sleep that well… for obvious reasons." She looked back over her shoulder and flashed me a delicately wicked grin. "How 'bout you?"

Stepping back for a moment, I stretched my shoulders and cracked my neck. "Ahhh… I slept pretty well, though I imagine that we might have been more comfortable somewhere like the bed."

She whirled around, finger poking me in the chest. "Who're you to complain?!" Her cries rose louder as she moved towards me, forcing me to back up against the rough logs of the outside wall. "You fell asleep on top of me! I'm the one who wound up sleeping on the floor. You had padding!"

Try as I might, I couldn't stop the laughter from bubbling up. The indignant look on her face would've been enough by itself, but her little speech took the cake. By the time she was done, I was nearly doubled over laughing, and she was standing above, trying to hide her own growing smile.

After the moment had passed, and I found myself able to breathe well enough again, I moved back over to the railing and looked out, much as she had been doing before I got there. 

It was probably somewhere in the neighborhood of seventy-five degrees, but the steady downpour made it feel slightly cooler. Mist rose from the lake in the distance, winding its way through the trees and the air around us, giving the entire place a sort of surreal quality to it. 

Lightning flashed in the distance, a huge bolt that lit up the dark gray sky for miles around. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and counted, like I had as child, waiting for the crash of thunder that was sure to follow.

"One thousand-one, one thousand-two, one thousand-three, one thousand-four, one thousand –"

The floor shook under my feet as the thunder rumbled over us. I could feel it all the way through my body, sending a heavy shiver down my spine. 

I felt warmth pressing up against my naked back and a pair of slender hands began to run over my stomach. "You're such a little kid." I could hear the smile in her voice as she leaned against my back. "I remember you used to tell me about the thunderstorms… how they were such an aphrodisiac for you…"

One hand slipped lower, over the front of my jeans to grasp my already hardening cock. I gasped out loud and grabbed her hand, squeezing it tighter around the denim clad outline of my manhood. 

Fumbling for words, I tried without success to form some sort of coherent explanation for my love of storms.

"You said that there was something about the power of it, of getting caught in a storm, of watching the lightning… that had always appealed to you." Moving nice and slow, Lauren grasped my cock between her thumb and two fingers and started slowly stroking me through the fabric. "You told me once that some of the best sex you'd ever had was during a thunderstorm…" 

Her free hand slid down from my abs to the button and the top of my jeans and deftly undid it. I could feel her pressing against my back, feel the heat of her body, smell the scent of her wetness as it rose into the air. She nuzzled against the side of my neck, standing on tiptoes to do it. 

When she started whispering against the sensitive flesh of my ear, I felt more than heard her words. 

"Come on, cowboy… how 'bout you show me just how good it can be…" 

A long hard shiver ran down my spine, causing me to stiffen even further in the grip of her denim stroking hands. Once I managed to get control of myself I grabbed hold of that hand and pulled it away from me, spinning around to face her. 

She gasped as I pulled her tight against me, rubbing the outline of my denim clad cock against her naked and noticeably wet pussy.

Soft moans and short gasps for breath told me everything I wanted before she even managed to get the words out. "…That's … not…fair!"

Bending down beside her, running my tongue softly along the outside of her ear, I chuckled. "Who said anything about playing "fair", Lauren…" Slipping one hand under the fabric of the shirt covering her upper half, I grazed one finger across the bud of her nipple. "You told me to show you how good it can be… and I intend to show you."

Another groan slipped from her mouth, a sound of pure sex and erotica, as she attacked me, kissing me hard and fast. Tongues wrestling in the heat of the moment, I turned her around so her back was against the railing and continued to press myself against her, torturing her as she cried out into our kiss. 

"Alek…Alek please…"

I shook my head and pushing her harder against the rail began to lower my lips from hers towards something just a little further south. 

"Alek…" she reached up, grabbing my head in her hands, but I was not to be dissuaded. Carefully undoing each button on the shirt, (it was mine, after all), I slowly exposed her beautiful tits to the cool mist and rain of the morning, causing goose bumps to appear all around her hard nipples. 

Tracing an imaginary line of connect-the-dots around the soft flesh of her breast with my tongue, I grinned at the shudders running through her body. It was until I flicked my tongue over her nipple and sucked it hard into my mouth though that I got the reaction I really wanted. 

Her grip on my head tightened, fingers grasping at my hair and pulling me hard against her. "Alek!..." her plea was broken by a moan escaping into the mists and the rain. "Alek…please… I want you."

Stepping back for a moment, I smiled at her. "Oh I know you do, Lauren… that's why I'm going to make you wait…"

Her eyes narrowed as she threw herself towards me, but caught both of her hands in mine and pinned them behind her back before pushing her back against the rail again and lowering myself back to delights of her flesh. 

Changing my attention first from one to the other, I sucked hard on her nipple, seizing it between my teeth and flicking my tongue over the sensitive skin as I bit down, just hard enough to make her gasp and fight that much more fiercely to free herself from my grip. 

"Come on, Lauren…" I whispered as I switched to torturing her other nipple. "Let me hear you say it… nice and loud…"

"Alek, please… I want you inside me."

"Mmmmm…" taking a cue from her performance the day before I started humming softly, her nipple firmly between my lips. 

"Alek… I want you to fuck me, please…"

My smile broadened at the words, and I released her nipple from my mouth and her arms from behind her back. She leaned there against the railing, hair disheveled from thrashing around, shirt hanging open, with nipples red and swollen from my attentions. I wanted nothing more than to give her exactly what she desired, but first things first.

I moved up close to her skin and mine were pressing together and stared deep into her eyes as I snaked one hand down her front to the wetness between her legs, running two fingers across her mound. I pressed softly here and there, threatening to penetrate, teasing her with the notion of being filled.

Holding her gaze with my own, I said only one word. "Louder."

"Alek…please…"

Curling my finger, I felt her lips part and the warmth of her pussy enclosing them as I pushed them up and inside her, giving her just a few short inches, and started to fuck her every so gently, pulling and tugging on her pussy lips as I went. 

Her eyes rolled back and her knees threatened to buckle, her arms and sheer will the only thing holding her up. Even that barely held when I flicked my thumb across her clit and her whole body started to shake, on the very brink of an orgasm from all the teasing. 

"Alek…I'm going to…" her words were cut off as I pressed my thumb harder against her clit. Her head snapped back, eyes wide open as though she'd been shocked. Her cunt clamped down on my fingers, quivering and squeezing like a vice, trying to milk them for the seed it desired. Her knuckles turned white and her fingers dug into the wood railing as the scream she'd been holding back finally ripped loose into the morning. 

I stepped in closer, removing my fingers and supporting her weight as she came down from the orgasm that had nearly dropped her. Panting for breath, she let go of the rails and held on for dear life, nails digging slightly into my skin. 

After a moment, her breathing returned to normal and her fingers began moving away from my back. 

Seizing me by the front of my jeans, Lauren knelt and yanked both jeans and boxers to the floor before standing back up and locking eyes with me. 

"Fuck me. Now, Alek… I want you inside me."

Darting forward, I grabbed her wrist and spun her around so her back was to me and she was bent over the rail. "You want me inside you, Lauren…"

"Yes…" She hissed, her lust barely contained.

I placed both of her hands on the railing and tugged her back a half step, admiring the arch of her back and the way her pussy lips spread open along with her legs, inviting me to take my pleasure with her. Spooning against her, I let my cock swing free between her legs, rubbing against her engorged lips. 

"Do you want me to fuck you, Lauren?" Emphasizing the word just right, I felt the tremor in her body. 

"Yes… please, Alek, fuck me…"

Grabbing hold of my prick in one fist, I let the head rest against her entrance, but moved away slightly as she tried to impale herself on it. 

"Uh uh, not yet, not til you scream it for me."

Lauren turned her head, looking back over her shoulder at me, pinning me in place with the sexiest look I've ever seen on a woman. "Fuck me, Alek. Fuck me and I'll scream as loud as you like."

Rather than giving her what she wanted, rather then slamming hilt deep into her on the first stroke, I decided to push the envelope a little further. Arching my hips, I felt the head pop inside her and started to slide myself in. 

As slow as I possibly could.

Inch after inch, I plunged deeper into the inferno that was her pussy. It took me nearly 30 seconds to bottom out within her, and by that point her walls were squeezing me so tight I wasn't sure I was going to be able to hold out long enough to truly fuck her. 

Grabbing onto her hips, I held myself as deep as possible for a moment, letting the moment pass before I started pulling myself back out of her, just as slowly as I'd entered. 

Lauren's was lost in the sensations for the moment, mewling and making soft begging noises in the back of her throat. Feet planted, legs spread wide, her head hung between her arms as she was bent nearly double. 

"Faster…Alek…faster…fuck me faster, PLEASE!"

Just as promised, Lauren's begging demands were getting louder, and I was more than happy to make good on my end of the deal. Withdrawing until I was actually completely outside of her pussy, I pushed forward until just the head was within her and then shoved myself the rest of the way in. 

The sounds of our flesh slapping together echoed strangely within the rain and the mountains surrounding us. Lauren's screams rose in pitch, words lost in a series of moans and gasps as I fucked her as deep and as hard as I knew how. 

The lightning flashing in the distance moved closer, the thunder became louder and soon the earth was rumbling under our feet as we grunted and cried out our passions over and over again. 

I held on far longer than I would've thought and by the time it was done we'd moved back into a nearly standing position. Her leaning on the railing, arms almost straight rolling her hips against me as I slid in and out of her, admiring the sight of her ass and body pressed against me. 

In the end, it was the look on her face that drove me over the edge. I mean, her cunt squeezed me hard and fast, pulling and tugging at my orgasm long and hard, as I fucked her doggy style for all the world to see; but when she turned her head, crying out with her eyes shut and lips parted, I lost what little control I had left. 

"Lauren!" I grabbed hold of her hips and buried myself to the hilt as I declared my impending orgasm. "Oh, Christ…Lauren! I'm cumming…"

I'm not even sure she heard me. 

When it started, my knees buckled and it was my turn to almost fall down. Stream after stream of hot, sticky cum surged forth from my cock into the deepest and most sacred places in her body. Somewhere in the back of my brain, I could feel her cumming as well, feel her trembling and shaking, see the fingers digging in again, and knew the pleasure of a shared orgasm.

But the rest of me was simply trying to stay conscious. 

By the time I was finished, what felt like an eternity later, cum was leaking out around my cock and we were bent over the rail, heaving like we'd run a marathon.

When we finally caught our breath, I pulled my still hard cock out of her, watching as my cum spilled from her pussy to splash on the porch floor. 

"You see why I like the storms so much?" I asked, sitting back in one of the huge wooden chairs.

She nodded, smiling, one hand on her chest, feeling the rapid beat of her heart. "Ohhh yeah… I can definetly see it." She glanced down at my unflagging erection. "Boy, what's gotten in to you today?"

I grinned. "I would say that you had, but that's a little backwards."

She shook her head. "You're bad…"

"I know, but that's half the fun. Besides, who was it that sucked me off in the middle of the interstate, with all the world watching?"

She blushed a furious shade of red as the memories surfaced. After covering her face for a moment, she spoke again, apparently trying to move on from that line of conversation. "So what's the plan for the rest of the day, hmmm?"

"Well, I was originally planning on going hiking down towards the lake, maybe spend the day swimming or boating or something… but with the weather like this, that's pretty much out. We've got dinner reservations this evening at seven… but beyond that, the day is ours to do with as we please. 

Lauren grinned and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the cabin door. "Come on then, let's go take a nice hot shower and get warm, shall we?"