On Friday morning, Toni drove into Ned´s driveway and thumbed the garage door opener. When she had parked and the door had closed, she trudged up the short flight of steps and entered the house. She found Ned in the kitchen, naked, pulling together the things they usually kept available outside on the sun deck for refreshment. She snuggled up to him, giving him a sloppy, half-hearted kiss. “Morning, Ned, you wonder.”
“You look wiped, Toni,” he said, “What happened to you?”
Toni headed out to the deck, pulling off her t-shirt, the tiny pair of short shorts and her g-string, letting them fall wherever she was when they left her body. “Later, Ned. I´m exhausted. I´ve got to sleep. Please keep me greased up.” On the deck, she dropped wearily onto the lounge, rolled onto her stomach, and fell instantly asleep.
Ned set the tray of drinks and snacks down on the table and picked up Toni´s bottle of sun-screen oil. He poured a quantity on her back and began spreading it over her, reaching down to the sides of her breasts, between her thighs and in the crack of her ass, giving her a thorough massage and completely covering her body. Normally, it would have made her passionately eager for sex. Today, she did not stir, even as he ran his fingers through the fuzz on the folds at the bottom of her buttocks.
Ned smiled, and sat down, picking up a book, adjusting his half-hard cock for comfort and easy access, and began to read in the morning sunshine.
As the hours passed, Toni stirred, turned in her sleep. Ned oiled the newly exposed surfaces with no more reaction from her than before, and returned to his book, drinking water, wandering off to look at things in the garden, spending a quiet morning in the sun, almost as though he were alone. Yet, he reflected, there on the lounge was one of the most beautiful and passionate women he had ever known. He knew that, when she woke, he would learn exactly what lay behind her unusual exhaustion, and that he would end up loving her even more than he did already. He opened the umbrella and shaded her extravagantly naked body, totally exposed in the innocence of sleep.
When her eyes opened, Toni saw Ned sitting in the sun, a floppy hat on his head, his book on his lap, and his eyes staring, unseeing, into the tall hedge that granted them the privacy for nudity. She lay there, feeling the sun on her body, the slickness of sunscreen in every part of her exterior, and sensing the warmth and love that radiated from the man who sat there, lost in some reverie. She took a deep breath, let it out slowly. As though the almost silent exhalation had been a trumpet call, Ned returned to the here and now, turning to look at her. Toni felt her lips part in a warm smile, her body respond to his gaze with moist arousal.
“Thank you, Ned,” she said.
Ned smiled, put his book aside. “How do you feel? Need anything?”
Toni twisted and sat on the edge of the lounge, reached for a tumbler of water that had been sitting, warming, in the sunshine. She drank it down, grimacing at its warmth, but finishing every drop. A sudden look of surprise swept her face, and she rose and dashed inside, returning minutes later, her hair brushed in her rough fashion, smiling. She went to Ned´s settee and kissed him long and ardently as he ran his hands over her. She sat next to him, lifting her legs to share the footstool he, too, was using.
“Better,” she said. “I´m still tired, but I´ll live. Thank you for oiling me all day – what time is it?”
“A little after three o´clock. You had about six hours sleep. You were out cold – I greased everything I could reach, and you never noticed.”
“No, I didn´t. Well, I won´t make that mistake again.”
“What mistake is that?”
Toni pondered. “I think I ought to start at the beginning. There´s a whole bunch of things, and I want to tell you all of it so I can figure out what it means.” She looked at Ned, who merely looked receptive.
“Wednesday night, I took Sheldon home with me. You probably noticed.”
“Well, I knew you weren´t with me,” he said, “but that´s okay. I don´t think you noticed that I brought Jenny here.”
“Did you? Oh, I´m so glad. How was it?”
“Later. You first.”
“Yeah. Okay.” Toni paused a long moment. Her eyes, unfocused, wandered over the hedges, as Ned´s had done. “We got to my place, and we went to bed. No. That´s not the beginning.
“Wednesday morning, I was at Melanie´s. One thing led to another and she came to the office for lunch and we made love.” She noticed Ned´s surprise. “I´ll tell you more about that later. Anyway, at the store we were talking about how all of us, the Wednesday people, are a kind of family; we help each other. You helped me, Dana and Ed helped Jenny, Rudy and Melanie helped Sheldon...”
“How´s that?” Ned asked.
“Rudy and Melanie took him to bed with them one weekend. And Jenny had him, too, you know, with Ed and Dana.”
“No, I didn´t. Doesn´t matter. Go on.”
“So, I decided to try him out myself; I bit off more than I could chew, Ned.”
“What do you mean? Sheldon doesn´t strike me as a tough guy.”
“Oh, no, he´s not. He´s a wonderful man, I like him. I just got more than I could handle.”
“I think you´d better be specific, if you can.” Ned laid his hand on her thigh, feeling the oily surface, caressing her. Toni touched the back of his hand, and went on.
“We went to bed. He´s got a pretty big cock, and it´s long. It felt wonderful, Ned, I loved it. Well, I just came and came. And after a very long time, he came, too, and then he fell asleep. But I didn´t.” Toni looked closely at Ned, her face slightly flushed beneath her tan. “I couldn´t sleep because he left his cock inside me; it never fell out, even though it went soft. I could feel it inside me, and it kept making me come, just lying there. I tried not to move, but I couldn´t stop, and I´d move a little and then I´d come again. And then, after a while, he woke up and got hard again and fucked me again and it was wonderful. It went on like that all night. It didn´t matter if he was in my cunt or in my ass, I couldn´t sleep because I kept fucking him and coming all the time.”
“Uh, did it occur to you to pull away? Just get his cock out of you?” Ned asked, stroking her leg deeply between her thighs. His cock was half-hard.
Toni, looked at him strangely. “Never. It never occurred to me.” She giggled, then looked rueful. “It felt so good, I never wanted it to stop, at least not then...” She thought for a moment, shook her head, and went on. “By morning, I was wiped out. Sheldon had gotten a pretty good amount of sleep, so we got up and I made some breakfast, and off he went to work. I told him to come back again that evening, and he said he would. By then, of course, it was time to get to the office, so I showered and went in. I took a nap after lunch, but by six, I was home again, and so was Sheldon.”
Ned looked at her. Her breasts were full, the nipples hard. His hand, between her thighs, felt how wet she was. “How did the evening go?” he asked.
“I took off my clothes, made dinner – nothing much, just pasta – and then we went back to bed. He put that cock of his back into me and I went crazy again. Just like before. I came almost continually. I think I went a little nuts, and for a long time I was all over him, like an animal. I just can´t believe what it was like.”
“Sounds wonderful. What´s the problem?” Toni opened her legs so Ned could probe her. He tasted the juices and slipped the fingers back inside her.
“I OD´d, Ned. I overdosed on sex. That´s the only thing I can think of. I spent that whole second night – last night – in a continuous orgasm. I couldn´t stop. It wasn´t Sheldon, beyond his big cock. It was me... I´m scared, Ned.”
“Why? Some women would sell their souls for that experience.”
“I´m scared, but I´m not really sure why. I was out of control, I guess. Maybe that´s it, I wasn´t able to control myself – I went sexually berserk.”
“How did it feel?”
Toni thought about that for a few moments. “It was wonderful, and it was awful. It felt wonderful, but it was awful that I had no control, that I couldn´t do anything but lie there and come and then go for more. Yes, that´s what scares me. I´m afraid I´ll...” She sat forward, reaching to touch his shoulder, his cheek. “Ned, maybe I´m a nymphomaniac or something.”
Ned clasped her fingers to his cheek, kissed her palm, returned the caress. “Oh, love, you don´t need to fear that, I´m sure. Tell me, what happened this morning?”
“Oh, when he woke up, I gave him breakfast, sent him off to work. Said, ‘Thank you for a pleasant evening´,” she began to giggle, “and showed him out the door. Then I went and took a shower; my crotch was like a swamp.” She looked at Ned plaintively. “Didn´t bother him, he ate me just before we got up.” She covered her face with her hands. “Made me come again. It felt wonderful; he said I tasted like caviar.”
Ned moved closer, put his arm around her naked shoulder. “And how did you feel – I mean except for the fear?”
“Ned, I felt wonderful. I still do, especially now I´m a little rested.” Her eyes were red and moist. “But I am scared, Ned. What am I going to do?”
“Nothing, dear. Nothing. In the first place, get rid of this nympho thing. Did you know that the classical definition of nymphomania is that the subject, despite the insatiable desire for sex, remains unsatisfied?”
“No. Really?” Now, Toni put back her head and laughed heartily. “Guess that clears me!”
“Yes, Toni. Really.” Ned pulled her head to him, kissed her. She nestled against him. “No, love, you just had a hell of a time with a guy whose big cock kept you coming. Next time, just try and remember to make him take it out.”
Toni´s hand toyed with Ned´s cock, encircling it and rubbing it up and down. She lifted her head and licked, then kissed, his lips.
“Do it to me, Ned. Now. Make me come again.” She stopped, her hand pausing. “Ned?” She waited until his eyes met hers. “Ned. I love you. With all my heart. I love you. Now, fuck me, will you please?”
They went to the lounge where she had lain all morning, and in the rays of a late sun, they joined their bodies, rubbing, thrusting, groping, moaning, until they joined in a blissful orgasm.
When Ned had breathed his passion into her ear, he said, “I love you, too, Toni. I always have, I always will.”
When evening coolness drove them inside, Toni put her t-shirt and g-string back on. She held up her shorts for Ned. “What do you think of these?”
“Oh, I know what those are,” he answered, coming close and cupping her butt.
“What?” Toni asked, mischievously.
“Those are ‘kiss-my-ass´ shorts. Put them on and I´ll show you.”
“No. Do it anyway.” They fell on the couch and wrestled for a few moments. Toni lost her g-string, moments later jumped up yelping, “Bastard! You bit me.” Then, she perched on the arm of the couch while Ned feasted on the lips of her sex. Suddenly she pushed him away before he could make her come.
“Stop,” Toni said. “I just thought of something I want to ask you.”
Ned sat up. “Before supper?”
“Yes, before supper, but we can start on it. I just realized I´m famished. I haven´t eaten since breakfast.” They went into the kitchen, working together with complete familiarity, putting together a light meal.
“So, what is it that´s so important you won´t let me eat you?”
“I want something, Ned. I don´t know if you want it,” she went on pell-mell, “I want to move in here, I want to live with you, and I´m afraid you´re afraid it´ll turn out like before.”
Ned cupped her breast as she sliced a carrot. She swung to kiss him, narrowly missing him with the large knife she was using. “Oops!” she said, but kissed him anyway, wrapping a bare leg around him and rubbing against him.
When he could speak, Ned said, “Of course. Anytime. Just do it. All you need to do is move your clothes and sewing machine, really, you almost live here anyway. And I´m not worried – you´re simply not the same person. But, what about your apartment?”
Toni went back to slicing the carrot. “Good. Are you sure? Well, I own it, so I could rent it out, or sell it if everything goes all right with us.”
“And, until then, you can still use it when you have a date,” Ned observed.
“What do you mean, a date?” Toni looked at him quickly and resumed her work, switching to onions.
“Well, unless you want to bring him here... Or, now that you´ve had Melanie, bring her here. You just might want someplace where you can get laid in private.”
“You know,” Toni said, “you always think of those things, I knew you would. That´s one reason I want to live with you. Is that all right, really? I mean, if I took someone back to Pearl Street for the night?”
“Sure. Maybe you´ll let me use it, too. But, you never told me about Melanie.”
“Say...” Toni put down the knife and went to him, plastering her body on him. “You never told me about Jenny. How was it?”
“It was wonderful. We came home, here, and we sat and talked for a while, cuddled – necked, really, like teenagers. Then she took her clothes off and we made love. On the couch first, then in bed. She spent the night, and it was wonderful. I really like her a lot.”
“Oh, I´m glad. I do, too.”
“She says to tell you, please, to make a pass at her, if you want to.”
“Oh, shit. You know, I forgot to tell you Dana made a pass at me, that time when we fitted the dresses. But I wasn´t ready...”
“No, you never told me. I guess that´s changed.”
“Yeah, Mel´s so sweet and it seemed so natural. And, I really loved it. And, yes, I like Dana; I´ll have to get together with her, one day. But I´ve never thought about Jenny.”
“She said that, too.”
“Umm.” Toni considered. “Maybe I should call her up, see if she´s busy.”
“Fine with me.”
Toni went to the phone; Jenny said she wasn´t busy.