BEE-6789B Twice As Nice Vice by Don Tsuris


Chapter 1


Fawn was happy to be alone. Her roommate Kelley took a night-school 
class every Wednesday night, and for Fawn the chance to be by herself 
was a pleasure she looked forward to each week. Sometimes Jeff would 
come over while Kelley was gone, and Fawn would tease him, dance half-
naked in front of him, finally coax him into fucking her in the 
bathtub, or under the kitchen table, anywhere to break the monotony of 
the bed. But this week Jeff was out of town on a business conference, 
and all in all it was just as well with Fawn. She liked being alone 
once in awhile and had little opportunity for it.

She and Jeff had been going together for nearly a year now, and though 
she seemed to like him as much as ever, and though the sex was still 
pretty good as long as she spiced it up by inventing new places to do 
it in, she couldn't help feeling a little stale and weary about the 
whole thing. Maybe his absence for a week would inject some kind of new 
intensity into their relationship. Though frankly, she said to herself, 
I really don't miss him all that much. Tonight I'm just going to enjoy 
the peace and quiet. I'm going to take a long bath, and wash my hair, 
and maybe sip a glass of wine and watch TV a little.

As soon as Kelley had gone, Fawn had slipped out of her clothes and 
into her bathrobe, then fixed herself a leisurely dinner. After eating, 
she went into the bathroom and started the tub water, and while she 
waited for the tub to fill she piled her thick auburn hair on top of 
her head and placed a shower hat over it. She did this because she 
liked each thing to be separate--first the bath, then the hair washing, 
then the relaxing glass of wine. She enjoyed luxuriating in the tub 
without her hair becoming all wet and stringy and cold, clinging to her 
bare shoulders, making her head heavy.

When the shower hat was in place, she took off her robe and looked down 
at her body. One of the reasons she enjoyed being alone so much was 
that it gave her enough time and privacy to examine her naked body 
closely. At other times, Kelley's presence, even if the bathroom door 
was locked, somehow made her nervous, self-conscious, as if it were 
somehow wrong or even filthy to touch your own nipples or run a tender, 
tickling finger along the moist folds of your own cunt. She was afraid 
she might shudder or moan softly, and Kelley would overhear her. Not 
that she ever masturbated anymore, since she had no need for that. What 
with Jeff balling her silly three or four times a week, she never felt 
the need to make herself come.

All she really wanted was the chance to look at and touch her own naked 
body in total privacy, to be proud of it without having to explain her 
pride, to investigate the sweet succulent mysteries that made men, all 
men, crave her so much, that made Jeff, for instance, groan and sob and 
twitch with passion from the moment he touched her bare flesh to the 
moment he popped and flooded her hungry pussy with seed. So now that 
she had the chance, she wasn't going to waste it.


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