“Hello, there, stranger,” Karla whispered to her husband as she rolled over in their bed to face him.
“Hmmm,” he murmured softly. “No stranger than you.”
“Am I strange?” Karla asked him seriously.
Kevin caressed the curve of her jaw softly. “You’re not strange.”
“We did strange things, though,” she grinning. “I didn’t even know what a daisy-chain was until I was in one.”
Kevin grinned.
“I think everybody had a good time, though,” she said, stretching.
“I had a good time,” Alex voice joined them from behind Karla.
“There’s the belle of the ball and star of the show,” Kevin said.
“Did we wake you?” Karla asked.
“No. I’m just laying here bathing the afterglow.”
“So we’ve satisfied your lusts?” Kevin chuckled lightly.
“Not all of them, and not completely,” Alex said in a strained voice as she stretched. “I sure did some things I’ve never done before, and learned that I have a secret desire.”
“I’m presuming that eating Tanya’s pussy while her husband fucked you and she sucked Jeremy would be one of those things,” Karla laughed. “What’s the secret desire?”
“Rough hands,” Alex admitted. “When Jeremy touched me I nearly came. The more he rubbed me, the more I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to hold my hips with those hard hands of his and just fuck me until I couldn’t stand it.”
“Which he did,” Karla reminded her.
“I know. I was worried about Ted, though. I mean, I just left him.”
“No, you didn’t,” Karla replied. “As I remember it, you just swapped positions.”
“You know what he did after he came in my mouth? He kissed me. Frigging hell! And it wasn’t any tender little kiss, either. He was voracious. Jeremy’s pounding me and Ted had his tongue in my mouth, and sucked my tongue. Fuck! It was amazing!”
“I told you he didn’t hate you.”
“I know, I know. He was just, I don’t know. Some of the things he said. I just got the feeling he didn’t like me.”
“Probably just the opposite,” Kevin replied. “I’m guessing he had feelings for you that made him uncomfortable. He was just kind of pushing you away because he was attracted to you.”
“Damn it, Kevin,” Alex said softly. “Stop that. You’re making me moist again.”
“So, go find him,” Karla encouraged her. “He’d probably like nothing better than an early morning liaison with you.”
“I think he’s in the other room with Jasmine, Tanya and Jeremy,” Alex said. “You really think I should find him?”
“You want him, you should go get him,” Karla said.
Alex lay still for a few moments before rolling out of bed. “I’m going to go pee first,” she said softly, padding naked toward the bathroom.
“You think they’ll fall in love?” Karla asked her husband.
“I don’t know,” he whispered back to her. “Alex has a bit of a tight grip on her heart.”
“I hope they do.”
Kevin chuckled. “Moving on from goddess to matchmaker, are you?”
Karla stretched. “It’s what we goddesses do,” she said with a grin.
“What did my goddess do now?” Tom grumbled softly.
“Not your goddess,” Kevin answered. “Mine. She’s trying to hook Ted up with Alex.”
“They didn’t hook up last night?” Tom asked. “I thought sure they did. Before, you know, we did our thing in here.”
“Which,” Karla said, “You did excellently. Thank you for that. I loved having the two of you at the same time.”
“You’re welcome,” Tom chuckled easily. “Although, you did break a rule, if I remember correctly.”
“What rule? We had rules?” Karla asked.
“You weren’t supposed to screw your husband.”
“Well, if I remember, your wife snapped up all the other available men for her experiment in sexual deviance. So, I was left with you and Kevin. He couldn’t screw her while you had your mouth firmly affixed to her pussy, so we had no choice.”
“All right, all right,” Tom laughed. “You made the rules. I guess you can break them.”
Alex found Ted nearly in the center of the bed. Tanya had him wrapped up. Her leg lay across his hips and her arm rested on his chest. Jasmine lay on his other side. Her arms were wrapped around his right arm. Jeremy lay behind her, spooning her. Alex surveyed the scene for moment then moved to stand at the head of the bed behind Tanya’s sleeping form. She carefully leaned across and planted her lips on Ted’s forehead. His eyes flickered for a moment until he recognized her.
“Hi,” she whispered.
“Hi,” he replied softly.
“You smell like sex,” she noted. “You need to come with me to take a shower.”
Tanya groaned in her sleep, and rolled toward the edge. Her eyes opened to see Alex’s thigh right in front of her. She looked up to see who it was.
“What do you want, you whore?” she asked easily.
Alex grinned. “I’ve come to collect Ted,” she replied.
“You going to fuck him this early?” Tanya asked.
“We’re going to take a shower,” Alex replied.
“Hmm,” Tanya hummed sleepily. “Too early for shower sex.”
“Come on,” Alex encouraged Ted.
He gently removed Jasmine’s hands from his arm and scooted to the bottom of the bed. Alex moved to help him stand up.
“It is awful damned early,” he grumbled softly.
“And yet you’ve got a raging hard-on,” she teased.
“I need to take a leak.”
After he relieved himself, Alex ordered him into the shower. “You stink of whore and sluts,” she commented with a chuckle.
“Well, you’re the essence of springtime freshness,” he retorted. “Especially if that smells like rutting buffalo.”
“Oh, shut up and wash me,” she directed.
When he’d soaped her up, Alex took handfuls of the lather and applied them to his body.
“You have fun last night?” she asked conversationally as she rubbed his skin.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“Hmm. I thought you did. Did you miss me at all?”
“What?”
“Did you miss me while you were fucking the others?”
“Why? Did you miss me?”
“Well, after a fashion, I guess I did. I was kind of occupied, though.”
“You missed me? Seriously?”
“Let’s just say I enjoyed being with you, and I’ve been looking forward to a return engagement. There’s the shampoo. Wash my hair for me.”
Ted washed her hair, twice. She leaned against him to maintain her balance while her eyes were closed. In the meantime, she kept up a steady patter of conversation.
“So, you live in Chicago,” she stated.
“That’s right.”
“And Karla invited you to get with us this weekend.”
“She did.”
“You expect anything like this; like what happened?”
“A little, maybe. I mean, I knew she’d want to screw. The other, though. It was kind of a surprise.”
“You disappointed?”
“Of course not. I mean, all of you are gorgeous and pretty exciting.”
“Not bad for a bunch of old women.”
“Nobody’s old,” he said firmly.
“Really? How old are you?”
“Twenty-six.”
“So, we’re all at least ten years older than you.”
“Maybe, I guess. But that’s not old.”
“I’m twelve years older than you.”
“Are you? I wouldn’t have guessed that.”
He grabbed the shower head. “Close your eyes and mouth. I’m going to rinse you.”
With tender care he sprayed the water across her head, tousling her hair with his free hand to remove all the lather. After a few moments he leaned down and gave her a tender kiss on the lips. “All done,” he said.
She shut down the shower spray and stepped out onto the bathmat, reaching for two towels.
“Dry me,” she ordered.
Ted rubbed her hair vigorously. Alex leaned forward so he could reach it all. At the same time, she toweled away the moisture from his frame.
“I can’t do the turban thing,” he told her.
Alex draped his towel around his shoulders and quickly twisted hers into a rough turban around her head. “Now the rest of me,” she said.
With gentle swipes, Ted brushed his towel across her frame, over her back and down her legs.
“All of me, Ted,” she directed. “Pussy, too.”
“Geez, Alex,” he protested. “I was getting there.”
When they had finished, Alex fumbled around in the cabinet and found two new toothbrushes. She hand him one and leaned over the sink to brush her own teeth. She rinsed, and backed away to give him access.
“So, what now?” Ted asked when he had rinsed and dried his mouth with the corner of his towel.
“Kiss me,” she said.
He wrapped her in his arms and began a tender kiss on the lips. Her tongue licked around his lips before she drove it into his mouth. Ted’s sharp intake of breath indicated his surprise. He sucked it eagerly until she withdrew it and backed away.
“You’ll do,” she commented.
“What does that mean?”
“We’re going into the third bedroom,” she informed him. “You’re going to fuck me, and then I’m going to take you home with me.”
“Is that so?”
“Um-hmm,” she hummed in affirmation. “Come on.”
Alex led him from the bathroom down the hallway to the empty bedroom. She climbed up on the bed on all fours, towel turban still in place. “Come fuck me,” she ordered.
“Just like that? No foreplay?”
“The kiss was all I needed. You’re hard. I can see that. Just put it in.”
Ted stepped up to the side of the bed, took his cock in his hand and pressed it against her soft flesh. The head of his meat eased into the moist opening and he began to gently push into her.
“Yeah,” she whispered. “That’ll do fine.”
Ted chuckled and pressed home into her depths.
“Nice and slow and easy,” she directed softly. “Fuck me like you love the feeling.”
“I do,” he admitted. “I love the feeling.”
Alex moaned softly as he slid himself in and out of her.
“Karla wants us to fall in love,” she told him.
“You think that could happen?”
“I have another plan,” she said, ending in a groan as he bottomed out against her cervix.
“What’s that,” he said, his voice strained.
“Later,” she answered shortly. “You can start to go harder.”
In the car, Alex drove carefully and silently for a few moments. Finally, she broke the silence.
“We’re not going to fall in love, Ted.”
“We’re not?”
“Well, certainly not any more than we already are. You know? Loving how it feels to be together like earlier?”
“You loved that?”
“Of course I did. You did, too.”
“Yeah.”
“But I’m not going to fall in love with you.”
“Okay.”
“I have two daughters at home, Ted. Taylor is the oldest. She’s twenty. She’s going to fall in love with you. Kara is the younger. She’s just seventeen. You’re not allowed to fuck her.”
“Hey, wait a minute!” Ted said, obviously anxious.
“Taylor and I are…how do I say this? We’re both rational and reasonable. You’re going to love her.”
“Am I? You sound pretty sure about that.”
“We’re not prudes, Ted. In fact, we’re pretty open about our relationships.”
“I don’t understand. What does that mean?”
“That means that you can fall in love with, sleep with, and fuck Taylor. You can’t fuck Kara until she’s eighteen.”
“Excuse me?”
“And when you and I want to fuck, we can do that, too.”
Ted sat in stunned silence watching the side of the road as Alex drove. “I live in Chicago, you know.”
“Yeah. We’re going to have to do something about that.”
“I have a job and an apartment.”
Alex nodded. “I know.”
“I’m not just going to up and leave with no prospects down here.”
“Nobody’s asking you to do that,” Alex replied. She pulled into a driveway in a small subdivision. “We’re here.”
The small house was meticulously maintained with garden patches along the sidewalk and on each side of the entryway. Alex shut off the ignition and unbuckled her seatbelt. “Let’s go.”
She led him to a side door, unlocked it, and ushered him into a small kitchen. The aroma of fresh-brewed coffee infused the air.
An attractive young woman with straight, nearly-platinum blonde hair tied into a loose pony tail sat in one of the chairs at the kitchen table. She was dressed in a tight, off-white tank-top that displayed the gentle curve of her breasts and small projections that indicated the nipples underneath. She wore blue shorts and skimpy sandals.
“Where the hell have you been for the last two nights?” she asked Alex conversationally.
“I texted you. I’ve been at Karla’s. Taylor, this is Ted.”
“I got your text. I thought you were coming home. Hello, Ted.”
“I am home,” Alex chuckled. “Why don’t you get Ted a cup of coffee and chat while I change.”
“Fine,” Taylor said, standing up. “Take a chair,” she told Ted. “You want anything in your coffee?”
“Black’s fine,” Ted replied.
“Good,” Alex said. “I’ll see you guys in a little while.” She walked quickly out of the room.
Taylor set the steaming mug in front of Ted.
“Thank you,” he said.
Taylor sat in her chair and examined Ted over the rim of her cup. “So, you’ve been fucking my Mom?”
“Wow!” Ted replied. “That’s a little crass.”
“Direct. Okay. You want it less direct? Are you one of the guys my Mom’s been fucking?”
“Maybe you better talk to your mother about that,” he replied.
“Oh, get the stick out of your ass, okay? I can see why she would. You’re cute.”
“Uh, thank you, I guess.”
“Look. We don’t get all twisted about this stuff, okay? We’re pretty open about it. We’ve even shared the occasional stud.”
“Have you really?” Ted replied. “Well, now I’m downright uncomfortable with that.”
“Why? Mom’s a looker and a great lay, from what I hear. So, it’s not like I blame you. I was just wondering if you guys are good together.”
“Really, Taylor. It isn’t the kind of thing I’m used to, you know, sharing?”
“You guys fuck this morning?”
“Taylor!” Ted said aghast.
She shrugged. “I’ll take that as yes. So, was it good? She come? You come?”
“That’s not…” he began. “What’s the point of that?”
Taylor grinned at him with a smile that lit up her face. “Yes, again. Relax, Ted. I can see you checking out my tits. Bet you’d like to see them. That’s good. You just got laid and are curious about what it would be like to fuck me. I’m flattered. My tits, by the way, are not as large as Mom’s, but I’ve been told they’re formed really nice. They’re also very sensitive. So, when we’re fucking later on, and you want to make me come, you can either suck on them or finger ‘em real good and I’ll come hard and quick.”
Ted sat in stunned silence.
“You do know we’re going to fuck?” Taylor asked.
“I know nothing of the sort.”
“So, how are you two getting on?” Alex asked as she came into the room. “That coffee smells delicious. Can I have some?”
“Of course,” Taylor said. “And Ted seems a bit of a tight ass.”
“I’m not a tight ass,” Ted sulked.
“All right,” Alex said regally. “Both of you need to take a step back.”
“Seriously,” Ted agreed.
“Stop it,” Alex directed at him. “Obviously the two of you need a referee.”
“No we don’t,” Taylor said. “I like him. He’s kind of shy and cute. But he is a kind of a tight ass.”
“Stop saying that,” Ted said.
“Taylor,” her mother instructed, “Just shut up, will you?” She turned to Ted. “Have you looked at her?”
“Oh, he’s looked,” Taylor interjected.
“Shut up, Taylor!” Alex’s voice was raised and serious. “Not another word.”
“Fine,” her daughter said.
“Tell me,” Alex ordered Ted.
“Look. Maybe this was a mistake.”
“No, it wasn’t. Tell me. She’s attractive, isn’t she?”
Ted nodded. “Very.”
“But she’s got a mouth on her, doesn’t she?”
“She’s a little crass.”
“What does that even mean?” Taylor huffed.
“It means,” her mother said, “That you don’t know when to shut up. You have a tendency to just say anything you’re thinking without considering the impact on other people.”
“Just being honest,” the girl sulked.
“Your honesty is more than a little in-your-face,” Alex admonished her. “I’m guessing you blasted him in some sort of an attempt to shock him.”
“She accomplished that,” Ted confessed.
“See?” Taylor said triumphantly. “A tight ass.”
Ted gave the table a little thump with his fists. “I am not a tight ass. I hadn’t been in your house more than a minute and you’re telling me we’re going to fuck, okay? And asking me if I fucked your Mom, and whether or not we came? That’s just…” he stopped in frustration.
“None of your business,” Alex finished for him.
“Fine,” Taylor replied with a sigh.
“See, the thing is,” Alex continued to address Ted, “It’s just been Taylor and me, and her little sister, Kara, for more years than I care to remember. We kind of grew up together. Their father was a cheating bastard who left us when Taylor was three. So, we’ve grown up doing everything together, sort of. When she turned eighteen, she brought her first boyfriend home. Now, we’d talked about sex a lot. I wasn’t surprised when I walked in on them, you know…”
“Fucking,” Taylor interjected.
“Afterwards, Taylor was in tears.”
“Why? I can’t imagine she was embarrassed,” Ted asked.
“I wasn’t embarrassed about fucking him. But he sucked at it,” Taylor said.
“I told her it would get better over time as he learned,” Alex continued.
“But he didn’t. So I asked Mom to train him.”
“You can imagine how surprised I was,” Alex told Ted.
“But you did it?”
“I did. He thought he was quite the cocksman. I managed to teach him a few things before Taylor tossed him over.”
“He turned out to be a perfect jerk. He got better at screwing, but Mom couldn’t cure him of being an ass.”
“So, that kind of established a pattern.”
“Until Kevin,” Taylor groused.
“Taylor, please!” Alex said. “Kevin and Karla were friends from a long time ago. Karla and I went to school together. Kevin has known Taylor since she was tiny. As weird as sharing our sex partners might seem, sharing Kevin would have been too weird.”
“You never asked him,” Taylor accused her. “I’m all grown up now.”
“He wouldn’t have gone for it,” Ted sagely added. “He wasn’t waiting for you to grow up so he could, you know…”
“Fuck,” Taylor said. “Why are you afraid of that word?”
“I’m not afraid of it,” he protested. “It’s just…”
“But you do like to fuck, don’t you?” Taylor asked.
“Taylor!” her mother said sharply.
“You know, there are other things besides that,” Ted told her.
“Sure,” Taylor answered brightly. “There’s licking and sucking and fingering and jacking and jilling…”
“Okay,” Ted interjected. “You can stop now. All those things are physical. I’m thinking about things more, I don’t know, esoteric.”
“Esoteric? There’s a four-dollar word for you. I thought you were a bartender,” Taylor said.
“I am a bartender. I have a Bachelor’s in Philosophy.”
Taylor chuckled. “Not much of a market for a beginning philosopher, huh?”
“Taylor’s working on her Master’s in Physical Therapy.”
“Yeah,” Taylor grinned. “I like to touch things. Especially man things.”
“Dammit, Taylor,” her mother growled. “You’re doing it again.”
Taylor shrugged. “You taught me to be honest.”
“I should have taught you some restraint,” Alex sighed. “Okay, look. I’ve got to go run some errands. I shouldn’t be gone long. A couple of hours, maybe. Can I trust the two of you to behave like adults?”
“You’re leaving me here?” Ted asked in astonishment. “With her?”
“I’m asking you to give her another chance, Ted. She’s really smart and can be nice if she chooses.”
“I don’t know,” Ted said doubtfully.
“Taylor,” Alex continued, “Back it down, darling. Show him the side of you that earns all those top grades and accolades.”
“You mean give him a blowjob?” Taylor smirked.
“Okay,” Ted said. “Seriously, Alex. I think I need to go with you.”
“She’s kidding. She didn’t do that.”
“I did,” Taylor admitted. “Once.”
“I didn’t know that, Ted,” Alex admitted. “I really didn’t. But, no, that’s not what I meant at all, and you know it. He can’t come with me. It would be extremely awkward. So, please, Taylor, just be nice.”
“All right,” Taylor sighed again. Three delicate and immaculately manicured fingers extended into the air. “Scout’s honor. I’ll be nice.”
Alex kissed them both on the cheek and whisked out the door with a quick, “Be good!”
Taylor looked up at Ted through her long lashes. She stroked her fingers between each other and finally spoke in a soft voice. “Why don’t you want to fuck me?” There was innocence and a tinge of hurt in her tone.
“Oh, geeze!” Ted exhaled. “It’s not…I don’t know. It’s not that. I mean. Oh, hell!”
“Don’t you think I’m pretty?”
“I already told you. I think you’re stunning.”
“Well?”
“I just can’t walk in some place and, you know, have sex with somebody I’ve never met before.”
“You mean fuck, don’t you? Can you even say it?”
“I can say it.”
“Say it, then.”
“No.”
“So, what are we supposed to do?”
“We could talk.”
“About what?”
“About your dreams and aspirations. About what you want out of life? About, I don’t know. We could just get to know each other.”
Taylor sat silently for a moment. “Okay,” she said in almost a whisper. “But you have to kiss me first.”
“What?”
“You kiss me. Then we’ll talk.”
“Why do I have to kiss you?”
“So I can find out if you’re worth my time. Don’t you want to kiss me?”
Ted’s eyes flickered over her full, soft lips. He saw her put her tongue to the edge of her teeth. He knew she was teasing him with it.
“It’s just a kiss,” Taylor said gently.
“Not with you, it isn’t,” he challenged. “With you, it’s foreplay.”
She smiled and he heard her laugh softly. “You’re funny. I’m starting to like you.”
“Starting?” he chuckled. “You were going to screw me without knowing if you liked me?”
“It’s one way to find out if we fit together,” she said with a little shrug.
“I’d really prefer to like you, before, you know,” he said.
“Kiss me, Ted. Then we’ll talk.”
He shook his head. “Talk first.”
“Oh, all right. I’ll make you a deal. I’ll tell you something about me. You have to focus on my lips when I tell you. After I tell you, though, you kiss me. Then, you tell me something about you and when you’re done we’ll have another kiss.”
“I have been focusing on your lips.”
“You want to kiss me?”
“Yes. But first you have to tell me something about yourself.”
“Okay,” she sighed lightly. “I was born and raised in this house. I lost my virginity right here in this house.” She leaned forward for her expected kiss.
“That doesn’t tell me anything about you, though. How do you feel about all of that?”
“I feel comfortable here. This is my place, my space. Mostly good stuff happened here, so it is my place of happiness.”
Ted nodded. “Okay. That’s a really good start.”
“So I get my kiss now?”
He reached his hands up and put his knuckled on the bottom of each side of her jaw. He closed his eyes and leaned forward. The first touch of their lips produced a nearly electric hum. He felt her press her tongue lightly against his lips. The general experience was of soft, moist, warmth with only the slightest hint of urgency. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. He nodded.
“You are beautiful,” he whispered.
“Your turn,” she whispered into his lips.
“In a minute,” he replied, pressing toward her. This time it was his tongue pressing against her lips. He could feel her tongue against his. The few seconds they held contact seemed to last for a long time. He pulled back with a sharp intake of breath.
“That’s a good kiss,” she whispered, “But you cheated. You have to tell me something about yourself.”
“I always dreamed about becoming a respected professor of philosophy and writing long dissertations on the various human interactions in differing cultures,” he said.
“Like why the kiss is so important in our culture but not in others?” she asked softly.
“Yeah,” he replied. “Something like that.”
“Why do you suppose that is?”
“I think that we have a mating dance of sexual contact that begins with the intimacy of lips and tongue engaging each other.”
“So we are going to…”
He interrupted her by smothering her mouth with his for a few seconds.
“Sometimes you do need to shut up,” he murmured.
She grinned and laughed lightly. “I kind of like the way you shut me up.”
The next kiss lasted long moments as they explored one another’s mouths, tongues and lips. Their breathing became quicker, a series of short breaths interrupted by gasps. In the process, Taylor moved around the table, wrapped her arms around his neck, and planted herself into his lap. When the kiss broke, they were both nearly breathless.
“Did I hurt you?” she asked him.
“No,” he grinned. “You couldn’t hurt me.”
“I could break your heart.”
“Why would you want to do that?”
“To show you who’s in charge.”
“You’re a silly girl,” he chuckled. “Everybody knows that women are always in charge.”
“So, you don’t hate me anymore?”
“I never hated you. I thought you hated me!”
“What made you think that?”
“The way you kept calling me a tight ass.”
“What’s your favorite nickname?”
“I don’t have one.”
“Teddy Bear?”
“That’s a little obvious.”
“You ever been in love?”
“A couple of times, I guess.”
“Didn’t you have a nickname?”
“Not really.”
“Lovers usually give each other nicknames.”
Ted was silent.
“What nickname would you give me?” she asked.
“Uhm, I don’t know. I’d have to think about that.”
“Don’t do goofy, sappy. You know, Pookie, or Spanky-face.?”
“I wouldn’t do that.
“So?”
“I don’t know. Sunny, maybe?”
“Sunny? Why Sunny?”
“Because you’re bright and beautiful. And hot?”
“Now you’re just trying to get into my pants.”
“And if you get too close, you could get burned. And I’m not trying to get into your pants.”
“Why not? Don’t you like me?”
“You’re sitting on my lap. We’ve had kisses that were, like, wow! Of course I like you.”
“You like our kisses?”
Ted grinned. “Yeah.”
“Let’s do another one.”
The sensuality of their contact had them both gasping. They both felt the warm tingling in the contact. Ted couldn’t control the arousal that started to harden him.
“Holy crap, Teddy Bear,” Taylor whispered into his mouth.
“Yeah,” Ted admitted. “Please don’t call me that.”
“How about T Bear.”
“Better.”
“Come with me,” she said, standing up.
“Where are we going?”
“To my bedroom. We’re going to get naked.”
“No, we’re not.”
“I could feel you getting hard, you know.”
“Sorry about that.”
“Don’t be sorry. You want me. I like that. Now come to the bedroom with me and get naked.”
He shook his head. “Nope.”
“You want to get naked right here?” she asked, grabbing the lower hem of her shirt.
He grabbed her wrists before she could lift the shirt off.
“No!” he said. “I can’t do this. It’s too awkward.”
“Is it the mother-daughter thing? If it is, you don’t have to worry about it. It won’t be the first time.”
“It would be for me.”
She sat back down on his lap and pressed her lips against his for a luxurious moment. Then she began to speak softly into his mouth.
“Mother left us here together so we could be together. I want that. I can feel you getting hard, so you want it, too. Why are you fighting so hard against it?”
“Because it’s too soon,” he whispered. “Yes, you turn me on. But, I don’t want to feel like a tool. You turn me on, but I hardly know you, and you don’t know me at all.”
“We’re talking again,” she observed. He nodded.
“How about another compromise, then?” she asked.
“What compromise?”
“We can talk. I’m good with that. But, you have to come to my bedroom and get naked.”
“See,” he replied with exasperation, “That’s…I don’t know. I’d say dangerous, but you’ve already made up your mind.”
She nodded and kissed him lightly. “We’ll talk, T Bear. I promise. We just won’t have these thing layers of material between us.”
“We’ll talk?” he asked. She nodded.
“Yes.”
“But we’ll be naked.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And we’ll kiss.”
“Most definitely.”
“You know what will happen?”
“You’ll get hard.”
“And we’ll be naked.”
“That’s right.”
“So you’ll get what you want.”
“I’ve changed my mind about that.”
“About what you want?” He sounded confused.
She nodded and pressed her lips to his, her tongue flicking briefly at his lips. “We’re not going to fuck,” she said when she released him.
“We’re not?”
“No. I’m going to make love to you. We’re going to make love to each other.”
“Love, huh? That’s a…, well, that’s pretty deep considering we’re in the first fifteen minutes of this relationship.”
“Mmm-hmm,” she hummed into his ear. “I’m going to change your nickname. You’re not going to by T Bear anymore. You’re going to be my T Bear.”
+++
“You’re going to have to find Ted a job,” Alex told Kevin as she seated herself at the breakfast bar in Karla’s house.
“Are you in love?” Karla asked.
“Me? Not really.”
“What have you done with him? Where is he?” Karla pressed.
“I took him home. He and Taylor are falling in love. We need to find him a job.”
“Little Taylor?” Kevin indicated a three-foot tall child with his hand.
“Little Taylor is all grown up with tits and everything,” Alex replied. “She turned twenty in September. She and Ted are falling in love. You need to find him a job here so he doesn’t go back to Chicago.”
“I don’t know anything about his qualification,” Kevin began to protest.
“He’s got a BA in Philosophy and he’s worked as a bartender. He’s good, right?” she directed at Karla.
“In more ways than you can imagine,” Karla quipped with a broad grin.
“Uh, actually, no. He showed me plenty. But I mean his work ethic and all. He’s good at that?”
“There’s not much opportunity for somebody with a degree in Philosophy,” Kevin said.
“Get him a job as a bartender, then. We’ll enroll him in the university Master’s program. He’s going to be a professor one day. You’re in HR. Make this happen, Kevin,” Alex ordered.
“How do you know he’s falling in love with Taylor?” Karla asked her.
“Honey, they are perfect for each other. She’s going to love him with all that drive and energy she’s got. And he’s warm, kind and caring; just the kind of guy Taylor’s been searching for. They’re a perfect match.”
“So, I guess I’ve lost a lover,” Karla mused with a grin.
“Nonsense,” Alex snapped. “Taylor’s no prude. She’ll let him stay in our stable. The only thing is, she’ll probably have to join us, too.”
“Oh, wait a minute,” Kevin protested. “You think that’s wise? I mean…”
“Honey,” Alex interjected, “You don’t have to screw her. I know it would be weird for her Uncle Kevin to have sex with her.”
“You’re not really her uncle,” Karla reminded Kevin with a sly smile. “You might change your mind once you see her.”
“I seriously doubt that,” Kevin retorted.
“So,” Alex said firmly, dragging them back to the issue at hand. “Find him a job.”
“I’ll make some calls,” Kevin said with a touch of weariness in his voice.
“Good,” Alex replied. “As soon as he gets hired you get to have a night out with this,” she said, smoothing her hands across her waist and hips.
“You’re kidding,” Kevin chuckled as Karla laughed.
“Honey,” Alex gave him a sultry look. “I never kid when it comes to getting laid.”
+++
“Pretty good, huh,” Taylor told Ted softly, looking down on him as she straddled his hips, his cock still lodged inside her.
“Do you have any idea how beautiful you look?”
She smiled at him. “Post coital satisfaction,” she said. She leaned forward to kiss him. “Those kisses of yours are addictive. Did you know that?”
“I think it’s the two of us. Kind of a synergy.”
“Sum of the parts are greater than the whole,” she grinned.
“I can feel you doing that,” he noted.
“Doing what?”
“Tightening your muscles on me.”
“Mom taught me how to do that.”
“You really know how to make me uncomfortable.”
“You don’t like it when I do that?” she said, exerting another squeeze on his member.
“Not physically. Emotionally.”
“What did I do?”
“Talking about your Mom like that.”
“Well she did. She told me it was like giving a man a hug. It’s an indication that it feels good and I’m going to want more.”
“I got the message,” he chuckled.
“You know what’s really cool?”
“What’s that?”
“We’re talking. We started talking at the table around some kick-ass kisses. Then we moved to talking and kissing while I sat in your lap. We came in here and talked some more with both of us naked and I could feel you growing. Now you’re inside me and we’re still talking.”
Ted’s grin was crooked. “Interesting observation.”
“We even talked when we were doing it, sharing our feelings with each other.”
“I remember.”
“I’m going to change the terminology with you. When I want to fuck, I’m going to tell you we need to talk. When I say, ‘My T Bear and I are going to have a talk,’ you’ll know what I mean.”
Ted chuckled. “I love your creativity.”
“That’s a start,” Taylor told him gently. “I love the way you react to me. And I love the way we talk to each other.”
“I’m going to hate going back to Chicago,” he murmured.
“Oh, well, I’ve got you inside me, now. I may not let you go.”
