MIRIAM
Miriam and James Rogers are our next door neighbors. Miriam and my Jessie have become closest of friends in the two years since we moved to Reno but Jim and I, having few common business interests, are more just good neighbors. He's good company for sharing a beer with on a hot Saturday afternoon but a lawyer and a teacher don't have much common material for long conversations. But as long as he brings Miriam with him, he's welcome at our house. Miriam is an absolute doll - about five feet and little over a hundred pounds but every ounce of it is perfectly sculptured. Her presence in a room never fails to capture my complete attention yet I would not say her appeal is erotic; it's just that the slim waist, rounded hips and exquisitely formed breasts sum up to such artistic perfection.
About eleven o'clock on a warm August evening the four of us were walking down the center of the street returning from a friendly dinner at the Fillmore's. The food had been plentiful, wine had flowed freely and we were all in a happy mood. The still air was warmer than it had been inside as we ambled along from street light to street light, laughing and chatting. As we moved to the sidewalk on approaching our house, Miriam tripped over the curb and I instinctively caught her as she stumbled. I swear it wasn't intentional but both hands caught her right under her firm breasts. She turned around in my arms looked up at me and smiled without any move to disengage. I couldn't resist the impulse to kiss her upturned face and she responded momentarily.
I knew I was in deep yoghourt when I felt the firmness of Jessie's grip on my arm. "Come on, Romeo; time for beddie byes." Both Jim and Miriam looked flustered as she bade them a terse good night and hustled me into the house.
"You idiot." She snarled when she had me inside. "You looking to get your face punched in? You're lucky Jim didn't deck you. You owe him a big apology." I realized she was truly mad at me when she got into bed with her panties on.
In the morning she still wasn't talking to me so I decided I might as well mow the lawn. Jim was out trimming his hedge so I worked over toward him and shut down the mower. "Jessie tells me I owe you an apology. It seems I had a little too much wine last night."
"Nonsense." He laughed. "I thought you'd come up with a great idea and was about to grab an armful of Jessie when she flared up. I was as surprised as you were at her reaction."
"Well, I'm relieved that you're not mad at me. I hope Miriam wasn't upset by my bad behavior."
"Upset? She should get so upset more often. She took me straight to bed and treated me to some of the best sex of my life. I owe you, buddy." We both laughed and I restarted the mower.
"Well, I'm glad to see that you and Jim are still talking." Jessie greeted me when I reentered the house. "Did he read you the riot act?"
"Actually, no." I replied. "He thanked me for building a fire under Miriam that took him a delightful half a night to put out. He also said he was about to make a move on you when you broke up the party."
"I'll bet." She snorted and moved back to the kitchen. I went into the front room and turned on the Saturday football game.
At half-time Jessie joined me with a couple of cold beers and passed me one as a peace offering. "Did Jim really say he was about to make a move on me?"
"Not in so many words." I answered cautiously. "He said he was about to 'grab an armful of Jessie'. That's a quote."
"Hmm." Jessie settled in beside me.
We had made our usual Saturday night arrangement so after the game we picked up Miriam and Jim, took in an early movie and then dinner at the Olive Garden. After dinner we stopped at the park and did a turn around the small lake after which we returned home and parked in our driveway.
As we got out of the car, Jessie put an arm around Jim. "I believe you're entitled to something to even things up for last night." She said as she put her arms around his neck and pulled him down for a lingering kiss. She really poured it on, running her hand up and his thighs and pressing her body against his. Jim threw us a surprised look of over Jessie's shoulder but when Miriam gave him a wink, turned his attention back to Jessie and began to respond.
Miriam put one arm around me and watched with a look almost of amusement. "If that gets to her like you did to me yesterday, you're in for a rough night my friend." She turned her face up to receive a brief kiss and cuddle.
The four of us just stood there and smooched for several minutes. Miriam didn't object when I placed both hands against her firm little breasts and gently ran my thumbs over her tense nipples but when I suggested we move inside, she backed off. "I think it's time for us to be getting home." She took Jim by the hand and led him away.
Jessie watched them until they reached their own door before turning to me. "And I'd almost forgotten how thrilling it is to tease a man into getting a hard-on. You get in there and get up them stairs; I also gave myself a little problem which requires your immediate attention."
I too had a little matter demanding attention so I raced her to the bedroom.
"Damn that was good." She panted as she lay glowing in the aftermath of a delightful roll in the hay. "How many years is it since we last fucked like that?" I don't believe I've ever heard Jessie use that word before.
"Too many." I admitted. "And that's a pity. I read somewhere that forty to sixty is the age bracket for the best sex."
"I can believe it, you should have told me sooner." She paused. "You realize we're playing with dynamite here."
"Well, dynamite can be quite useful if handled with due respect." I suggested.
"That's the key word." She agreed. "Now let me get a little sleep and I'll catch you again in the morning."
The next day, Sunday, we went over to Miriam's to watch the game. Jim and I settled in front of the TV while the women adjourned to the kitchen. There was a moment of awkward silence while we both sought for some way to approach the subject we both had on our minds. "Well, I understand now what you meant by building a fire." I began lamely. "You really got Jessie turned on last night. I haven't been so royally screwed for years."
"Well that makes us even then." Jim grinned. "Miriam has dropped twenty years of matronly respectability. It's like she's found a whole new meaning for sex. I love it." He turned up the bagkground noise a tad with the TV remote. "But I'm not sure where all this is taking us - the four of us that is - as friends."
"Well, that is a good question." I said slowly. "But you do have a general idea of the honest answer."
Jim just nodded.
"I have only one suggestion." I continued. "A request."
"Whatever you say."
"Jessie has an allergic reaction to the pill so when Billie was born, I had myself clipped. Jessie is still young enough to get knocked up so if we get into many more of these heavy petting sessions, I'd appreciate it if you'd keep a rubber handy in case things get out of control."
Jim grinned. "Well, with Miriam on the pill and you clipped, I don't have any of your worries, do I?" The grin faded to a faint smile. "And you know as well as I that things will stay under control only if the girls want it so - and I don't believe they do."
Later, Jim cooked up a mess of hamburgers and we sat around the Lanai on beanbags sipping beer as the shadows lengthened. Not surprisingly, Miriam settled in with me while Jessie joined Jim on a bag backed up to ours. We were close enough to carry on a conversation but could not observe the other couple's activities. It didn't take me long to discover that Miriam was not wearing a 'bra under her frilly blouse but when I attempted to get a hand up her skirt, she called out "Jessie, tell your husband to take his hand off my ass."
"Honey, I'll give you just thirty minutes to get your hand off Miriam's ass." Jessie called back.
And so went the conversation between periods of soft whisperings and muted exclamations. My mouth was full of Miriam's tongue and my left middle finger had finally made its way to a warm moist spot when Jim suggested we move inside.
Jessie was first up. She came around and held out her hand to help me up. "It's been a fabulous weekend." She announced. "But we have a busy week ahead of us. Time we were going."
Jim got up with a dazed look on his face and a tremendous erection straining the material of his shorts. Miriam remained seated on the beanbag and winked at Jessie who raised my hand to her face, sniffed my middle finger and winked back.
When we got inside our own house, I took Jessie in my arms and kissed her deep and serious. "You two had that all planned didn't you - just to serve notice of who's in charge?"
"I'm glad I didn't have to spell that out for you." She replied.
"I never for a minute believed otherwise."
"Good - and now my dear, last night you did me good and that was fun but tonight I want you to make love to me."
As usual, we didn't socialize during the week but Wednesday I discovered that I need not have alerted Jim to a requirement for a rubber if things got out of hand - so to speak. I ran out of tooth paste and started looking for another tube. When I opened Jessie's drawer, oops, there was a shiny new diaphragm compact, tube of spermicidal jelly and applicator still in shrink-wrap. I had an involuntary erection.
We'd screwed twice a day for the first four days of the week but Thursday night Jessie put me off. I caught the implication and didn't object too strenuously.
Friday night the four of us went to a casino for dinner. We all did our best to nonchalantly act as if it were just a normal weekend evening out but there was a more than usual amount of food left uneaten on our plates and, after a token donation to the slot machines, an awkward moment when the valet brought around the car. Jim had driven and while he went around to get in the drivers seat, the three of us stood at the curb uncertain as to which of us should get in where. Jessie broke the jam when the attendant opened the passenger side door; she calmly got in front.
Jim drove up to a lookout point to watch the city lights come on. It was still early and the usual teenage crowd had not yet arrived so we settled down to a quiet petting party as if we were twenty years younger. Miriam got her hand in my pants and gave me two or three soft caresses before leaving me alone - which is exactly the right procedure for me. Too much too early and I'm prone to lose it. Get it up, then let it calm down a while and I can hang in there.
Jessie must have warned Miriam about that - I could almost hear her explaining it.
I concentrated on getting accustomed to the taste and feel of those delicious little titties until darkness settled in and the high school crowd began to arrive. Jim started up and drove home. He parked in his driveway and quickly got out and trotted around to open Jessie's door. She accepted his hand and led him over to our front door. I gave Miriam a final big kiss and suggested we join them.
Miriam shook her head. "No." She said timidly, "If you don't mind - this is a special event for me - after all these years - I'd like it to be in my own familiar bed. I can't explain - it has something to do with security and perfection." She smiled awkwardly and kissed me on the cheek.
In her bedroom, she turned her back to me to remove blouse and 'bra and as she turned back, her skirt and panties fluttered to the floor, leaving a pale white statue of perfect proportions. She took my two hands in hers and placed them on her exquisite firm breasts which shivered slightly as I brushed thumbs over the puckered nipples. She looked up at me solemnly. "You may not have noticed but I am a really small person." She said nervously. "And it's been fifteen years since I last had a man other than Fred. I'm really nervous about this and I want you to let me set the pace."
I just nodded and she led me to the bed where she turned down the sheets. I lay down on my back and was embarrassed by the immensity of my erection. It's really not above average but as she knelt on the bed beside me it seemed enormous. How can such a petite figure accommodate it? She had a tube of KY in her hand and she placed a sweet kiss on the end of my knob before smearing it with the lubricant. She then applied another finger load to her darling pussy before straddling me and guiding my tool to her entrance. She closed her eyes and ran the tip several times the full length of her luscious coozy, stopping to gently massage her delicate clit at each passage. After a minute of that, she spread her thighs a bit wider, inserted the tip of my eager dong into herself and slid down about three inches. I nearly came right there - what was Joe Dimmagio's batting average his best year - what was his best year? I survived the moment and stared in fascination as she slowly and deliberately sat fully down and took me in completely. What had she done with it all? The tip must be up past her navel.
She opened her eyes and smiled down at me. "Oh that feels so good."
I reached up and ran my fingers over her beautiful breasts. The nipples had softened up and spread out. I raised up to kiss them but she pushed me back down.. I ran the palm of my hand down her tummy and inserted my thumb between us. She smiled her appreciation and began riding it. With her head back, eyes closed and mouth open, she picked up the pace. She reached blindly beneath us to stuff my balls in the crack of her bum and tiny beads of sweat appeared on her stretched ivory throat. She stopped abruptly and shivered slightly. I felt none of the turmoil I experience when Jessie orgasms but I sensed she was coming. She shuddered twice and fell forward, her hair covering my face. She rolled us to one side, not relinquishing an inch of me. "Don't hurry." She breathed. "Take your time and come to me whenever you wish. I love the feel of you inside me."
I lay quietly for several minutes, just savoring the sweet warmth of her perfect body and listening to her humming in contentment before beginning the long slow strokes.
She sensed the moment of my peak desire and gave me three quick pussy-hugs which sent me over the edge. She drew me against her breasts and kissed me fully on the mouth as I came to her - and came- and came - and came.
I awoke in the early morning hours to the sensation of delightful things happening to my manhood. I reached beneath the sheets and tangled my hands in Miriam's hair. A few minutes more and we were in a classical 69. We were still so engaged when Jessie and Jim rejoined us.
Jessie threw back the sheet covering us and laughed. "We came over to make you two some breakfast and find you've already eaten." Miriam sat up in confusion and pulled the sheet back around herself. Jessie shed the man's shirt she was wearing and waved me off the bed. She sat down beside Miriam and placed her arms around her. Miriam returned the embrace, pressing her bosom against Jessie's. The two kissed fervently and subsided onto the soft bed.. It was breathtaking.
"Come on, I'll make you an omelet." Jim said gruffly. I put on my clothes and we left the two girls together.
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