by T. S. Hill
“Good.”, I replied, “It’s not that good of one.”
“What?”, asked Sasha.
“The pun. It’s a bad pun.”, I said.
“Yeah.”, Lori jumped in, but the cock’s a pretty hot one!”
“You got that right sister!”, Sasha said with her eyes widening. Turning toward each other, Lori and Sasha high-fived each other.
“Yeah, you two women are definitely going to be the end of me!”
Finally, the food arrived, and none too soon. I told the waiter that I hoped the food would be worth the wait.
And, not taking his eyes off of Lori and Sasha, he replied to me, “If it means that I get to keep my eyes on these two ladies a few minutes longer, then it’s well worth the wait!”
“And do we get drinks with this fine fare, or are you salaried and not accepting tips?”, I replied to him. I think he sensed how close to my edge that he was getting, because he immediately scurried away, and one of the female waitresses brought out drinks, which were all bottled water anyway.
Sasha spoke up, “I can’t tell you guys just how neat I find all of this, hanging out with you guys, and having these really cool discussions. This is so real, and so honest. The honesty of us, this! It’s just great!”
“It is great, isn’t it?”, Lori agreed.
“I’m, getting used to it.”, I contributed.
“Well, it’s such a relief for me to get all of my stuff out in the open, to Stan, and give recognition to it myself, just for my own validation. I don’t feel so guilty and weird anymore.”, Lori stated. Then I weighed in again.
“Does this mean that I can quit feeling guilty now about liking Sasha’s boobs, and being turned on by seeing you two all snuggled up, pressing your tits together? Oh yeah, and one more thing! I found that shooting my cum load in each of your respective faces to be extremely pleasurable. Well, Lori’s best, but both were pleasurable experiences. I don’t plan on feeling guilty about that either. Assuming of course that I don’t have to feel guilty about either of the first two things.”
“He’s so fucking cute!”, Sasha said to Lori. “How do you keep your hands off of him?”
“I don’t!”, Lori answered. They both started giggling, and then Lori turned to me. “Yes, Stan. I think that it’s time that we all stop feeling guilty, and jealous, and afraid.
“Good!”, I replied. “I think I can get used to the rest of it. So, Sasha, you’re not mad at Lori for cracking your nose? And, how’s your jaw by the way?”
“A bit sore.”, she said. “But, okay. Thanks for asking, and no, I’m not mad at Lori. I really can’t blame her for getting angry with me yesterday.
Then I turned to Lori, “And you’re not pissed at Sasha for coming on to me yesterday?”
“Nope, I’m cool with all that now.”, Lori quipped.
“Well then, I’m glad to see you two kiss and make up.”, I quipped. Lori and Sasha looked at each other, and both shrugged, then leaned forward, and kissed slowly and tenderly on the lips. I wasn’t shocked by it. I was surprised by it, and maybe shouldn’t have been. Strangely, it was a very arousing thing. When they broke the kiss, I spoke again.
“I’m not feeling guilty about what I’m feeling right now, and I’m not feeling jealousy, nor anger, and certainly not fear. But if you two keep that up, I’m going to be levitating this table”
“Levitating the table?”, Sasha said.
Lori patted her hand on the table, and under her breath said, “You’ve seen his cock hard!”
“Oh!”, Sasha shrieked. And they both burst out laughing. Lori put her hand on Sasha’s shoulder, and Sasha her hand on the same arm that Lori was touching her with. And they held on to each other laughing.
“Actually, I may keep it up, just to see that happen!”, Sasha said, and they both giggled more.
“Another bad pun.”, I said.
“What?”, asked Sasha.
“Keep it up?”, I responded.
“It is a bad pun Stan, but like Lori said, it’s a pretty hot cock!”
“Uh huh!”, Lori chimed in.
“Girls, this has been great.”, I broke in. “But we’ve got a lot of business to take care of today. And Lori, I believe that you may have one other thing that you might wish to bring up to Miss Adamson, before we head out?”
“Aw do you have to go?”, Sasha whined. This is my only afternoon off until Friday. I was hoping that maybe we could all go somewhere and fool around or something, like, maybe, and if you guys wanted to.” Lori looked at me with troubled eyes.
I wasn’t sure if she was troubled because I wanted us to go, or if she was troubled by Sasha’s, maybe too much too soon, suggestion. Either way, it was too much too soon to suit me, and too many questions to still answer. Plus, I was determined to get back on track with the persecution and prosecution of Sam Milinni.
“How about this?”, I began. “I want you to go back to your library, sometime over the next few days, and do a genealogy search, of your father’s family name. Trace it back as far as you reasonably can, so that you know who your father’s father was, who his grand pa was, and who his great grand pa was, and his great great, and great, great, great grand pa was. Give Lori your email. In a few days, we will email you and you can email us back with the information. Then we will send you further instructions. If you do a thorough and accurate job with this assignment, my company, may have some more work for you. Paid work actually.” I noticed that Lori’s troubled look was easing off of her face.
“Oh, that would be great Stan! Sure! I’ll get right on it.”, Sasha said.
“Now, we really do have a ton of work to get done, because we have to be in another city tomorrow, to start a new phase of our work. But, if you will promise to promptly take care of that assignment, we’ll spend another half hour together window shopping and chatting as we stroll around the block here. Then we really do have to go.
“Oh, I’ll do the assignment right away!”, Sasha replied, to both of us. And let me write down my private email for you right now. When will you guys be back in town? Can I see you then?”
“Easy girl!”, I replied. The three of us just met yesterday, under very, unique conditions?” Lori and Sasha both nodded their heads. We plan on seeing you again. Right now, we haven’t a clue how long it will take until our work permits us to come back to Crockett. We will keep in touch with you.
I’m favorably disposed toward you, and I can see clearly, as well as you can, that Lori really likes you, and seems to be okay with the possibility of sharing, us all sharing, with each other. But we all need to just take things as they come, slowly. Hopefully, that way nobody gets hurt. There’s already been some hurt, I said pointing to Sasha’s nose. We don’t want any more, if it can be helped.”
“I can appreciate that!”, Sasha said, writing out her email addy on a napkin.
“Don’t worry, Sasha.”, Lori told her. “We’ll keep in touch with each other by email.”
“But no phone calls!”, I added. “Understand, it’s a business thing.”
“Are you sure you guys aren’t some kind of spies?”, Sasha asked.
“No, dear.”, Lori answered. “We definitely aren’t spies!”
The lunch hour foot traffic had cleared from the sidewalks, and the three of us ambled lazily down the street together, in the direction that Lori suggested. I had never been around that end of the street, but after meeting at the ice cream shop, Lori and Sasha already had. We walked along several blocks with Lori holding my hand, and her other arm around Sasha’s shoulder.
We stopped in front of a couple of dress shops and the girls swapped opinions on fashion. Then we stopped in front of a jewelry store and they ogled over the sparkling stones. Lori seemed fascinated with the wedding sets of engagement rings and bands. I noted that she was partial to the white gold, and the single emerald cut diamond engagement rings. She was a woman of simple, but elegant taste.
The next shop was a lingerie shop, and they both were totally e
xcited by an all red ensemble. I had to admit, when I looked at the window manikin that was showing it off, and I imagined Sasha with their shapely legs and mammoth tits in it, I knew the outcome would be a real winner.
When I imagined Lori in it, with her total package, and awesome beauty, my cock immediately pressed against my jeans leg. I knew I had to buy it for Lori, and under the circumstances, not wanting to slight Sasha, I made an executive decision. After they had moved on to looking at other window offerings of the shop, I made my move.
“Stay here, ladies.”, I told them. “I’ll be right back.” I marched into the shop. When I emerged, I had been sold again, as I had been in the lingerie shop in Denton. I had two large boxes. Both of them gift wrapped and both contained the red outfit that they had been ogling, along with coordinated hose, garter belts, shoes, hair pieces, masks, arm length gloves. The works!
I handed them each a box and said, “Just keep this for a special occasion. I’m sure you two will figure that part out. It’s for. Well. It’s for a special occasion. Anyway! That’s why I’m giving them to you!” I started back down the street.
“Stan!”, they both called out together. I turned. “What is it?”, they both called out in unison.
“Look who’s sync’d up now!”, I called back to them. “It’s the red!”, I shouted. They both squealed and hugged each other. Before I knew it, they had caught up to me, and with one of them coming around either side of me, they ambushed me. I found myself facing them on the sidewalk. They both grabbed me, and both kissed me on the mouth at the same time. Lori slipped her tongue in and then Sasha took the cue and brought hers into play. It was an awkward, but not unpleasant, kiss.
While my mouth is large enough to accommodate both of their tongues. Mine can’t be in both of their moths at the same time. So, I concentrated on Lori, and Sasha had to just tag along. Only Lori doesn’t have the larger room in her mouth that I have. Like I said, it was awkward. If something ever became of this threesome, we would have to work the kissing thing out.
Finally, back at the diner, we said our good byes, with individual kisses all round. Being accustomed to navigating my way through city streets, I took Lori on a convoluted route back to the hotel, just to be sure we weren’t being followed. The paranoia never leaves me, it’s just that at times I tolerate it, and toy with it more, than at other times.
Back at the hotel, I asked Lori to save the red for a special occasion. I told her she could privately open it, and try it on, but to save it for my eyes, on a special occasion. I also told her that for our one week anniversary, that I wanted her to open her other present, but also most of that present, I wanted her to save for another special occasion of my choosing. I told her there was a small part of that present that she could wear now or anytime that she wanted.
As I had looked forward to, she jumped up and down on her toes, clapping her hands and said, “Oh, Goody!” When she opened the box from Denton, she was awed by all of the coordinated pieces. She was almost crying.
Then, holding up the tiny box containing the cameo ear studs, she asked, “Is this the part that I can wear now?”
“That’s it!”, I replied. She jumped up, and rushed into the bed room.
“I’ll be right back!”, she called out. I thought that maybe she didn’t like them. She hadn’t really said. But then in a few minutes she appeared in the doorway. Lori was totally naked, except for the cameo locket, and the tiny ear studs.
“They’re absolutely beautiful Cowboy! I love them!”, she said. I sucked in a deep breath between my pursed lips, and then slowly let it out. At first, I was speechless, when confronted that way by her stunning beauty, but finally I spoke.
“You’re beautiful, Lori Parsons! And, I love you!” She stood there in the doorway, leaning on one hand propped on the door jamb, above her head, her weight on one foot and the other leg crossed over the weight bearing one, her other hand on her hip.
“You are the most beautiful thing that I have ever beheld in my life!”, I said. “You look too good to eat!”
“Then do me better than eating me!”, she purred seductively. I stood from the table and began undressing, as I slowly approached her. By the time I was in front of her, I was naked with my raging erection standing between us. She hadn’t moved, but had given me seductive eye play, during my entire trip from the table, to where I now stood. I stooped slightly, putting my arms around behind her and then scooped her up into my arms. Lori flipped the light switch off as we passed through the doorway, and I carried her straight to the bed, where I gently lay her down, and then climbed between her waiting lovely legs.
Despite what I had told Sasha, we really didn’t get any more work done that afternoon. About nine o’clock that night, with our slow, sweet, love making, and passion all spent on each other, hunger began to once more wake our bodies.
“I’d better call room service for some food.”, I told Lori.
“Mmm.”, she added. “And the front desk again if you want to get all that paper work processed before we leave town.
“Did that earlier today.”, I groaned in reply. “Lori? Why am I so fucking tired?”
“Because I just had the longest love making session that you’ve ever laid on me.”, she drowsily replied. “You’ve fucked my mind out.”
“You mean your brains?”, I asked.
“Yeah, that too.”, She moaned. We did manage to peel ourselves from the bed around ten o’clock when the food was delivered, and then crawled right back in for the night.
Epilogue
Tagg and Lori make it back to Tagg’s mysterious “tree house, in the area of Bayou des Allemends, and Bayou Gauche, near New Orleans, where Lori is surprised by Tagg’s hot, sexy, Venezuelan housekeeper, Rosita. And, she meets his neighbor, boyhood and lifelong, friend, and hunky elite fire fighter, Aug, and his very pregnant, gorgeous, wife, Sally.
Sasha, and her huge rack, also reappear to play an “intimate”, role in Tagg and Lori’s continuing story in their new Adventure Back on the Bayou. As Lori and Tagg begin to close the noose on the evil gangster, Sam Milinni, some familiar characters reappear, and new ones emerge, although not always quite in the rolls that you would expect.
Come join the continuing, erotic adventures of Tagg and Lori, as they experience their Adventure Back on the Bayou. You can look for the all new, Adventure Back on the Bayou, and the incredibly hot Adventure Comes to Houston, now available on Amazon, for Kindle.
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T.S. Hill
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