Part 31 (2/2)

Lynn blushed and caught Beth's eyes.

Beth chuckled. ”Gee, Lynn, why are you blus.h.i.+ng?”

Both couples stood and walked to the door.

”If you guys are free tonight, we're meeting Matt and Paul for dinner at seven. We'd love it if you could join us,” Lynn said as she opened the door.

”That sounds like fun,” Beth responded, then added with a smile, ”Are you sure you guys can pull yourselves away from* you know.”

Lynn smiled back. ”We'll give it a try. Bye, guys!”

At home, Lynn swung open the door to her house, when the next thing she knew she had been pulled up against Chris's body and against the wall. Chris pulled her lips in for a fiery kiss.

Pulling her lips away, Chris looked into Lynn's eyes. ”Take me,”

Lynn looked at Chris somewhat amused. ”Interesting words you've chosen, my dear.”

”I merely used the words to imply urgency!” Chris said.

Lynn smiled teasingly. ”So, right here, right now?”

Chris teased back, ”At least I waited until we were out of the car!”

”I think I've created a monster,” Lynn said, smirking.

”I'm glad you're having fun with this.” Chris grabbed the collar of Lynn's s.h.i.+rt and brought their faces together. ”I want you so bad right now I'm about to explode.”

”Well, let's see what I can do about that.” Lynn kissed Chris hungrily while letting her hands roam down over Chris's neck, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s, her hips. Bringing her hand inward, she brushed Chris's burning fire with her fingertips. Chris moaned with desire. Lynn brought her hands back up and then slowly let them run back down her body, this time following with her hot breath until she got to the waistband of the slacks. She unb.u.t.toned and unzipped the fasteners with one motion and pulled the slacks and her underwear down, leaving her hot breath teasing the coa.r.s.e hair that covered Chris's heat. Down on her knees Lynn brought her tongue to the source of the wetness. Chris stepped out of the tangled clothes and opened her legs wider for her lover. Lynn felt Chris's fingers entangled in her hair, forcing her tongue to push harder and harder until the body next to her released its pent-up frustration.

Lynn stood, pinned Chris against the wall, and pushed her fingers into her. Chris cried out with pleasure as she felt the thrust. She wanted* no, she needed to touch Lynn, too. With one motion, she pulled open the b.u.t.tons on her partner's jeans and slipped her hand inside. The wetness she found made it easy for Chris to enter. The two pressed against the wall, moving together, slowly enjoying each other's presence. Then, the movement quickened and each cried out with the pleasure they felt inside. Slowly, they both sank to the ground and continued the dance.

The three couples sat around an alcohol-free table laughing and teasing about the way Matt's charade had played out.

Sam was particularly amused at the way Marie had caught the two women in the bathroom. It seemed to trigger another memory. ”Do you remember the time that you*” Lynn's glare stopped her in mid-sentence.

Chris caught on right away and turned to her new lover. ”You can't stop her from telling every story, Lynn!”

”No, but I don't want you to hear about every woman I've been with, just like I don't want to hear about every man that you've been with!” Lynn said as she looked into Chris's eyes. She had to concentrate on her eyes, as every time her eyes wandered down to the rest of her body, she lost all control. Chris, at Lynn's request, had on the short black dress that had driven Lynn crazy many nights before.

Losing concentration for a moment, Lynn let her eyes stray. She found her mind drawn to a fantasy from a couple of weeks ago. Lynn drew her hand under the table and placed it upon Chris's bare knee. Inching her hand up Chris's thigh, she smoothed under the black material. Turning her hand inward, her fingertips reached the silk which covered the area that she had tasted just hours ago.

”Lynn,” Sam interrupted Lynn's movement. Lynn looked over at her innocently. Sam continued, ”If you would be so kind as to leave both of your hands above the table. Your girlfriend is about ready to have a heart attack.”

Lynn looked like her hand had been caught in the cookie jar, which indeed it had. She looked over at Chris, whose face was bright red. Slowly she brought her hand above the table, placed it over Chris's and gave it a squeeze.

”Gee, Beth, how do you live with this old married woman?” Lynn asked, nodding in Sam's direction.

Beth smiled and also squeezed the hand of her lover. ”I have no complaints, Lynn.”

Sam smiled proudly, knowing that she had won the fight again.

”I don't think there's anyone at the table with complaints,” Paul remarked.

”It's true!” Chris said. Then raising her water gla.s.s to toast, she winked at Matt. ”Here's to breaking your rule about meeting men in bars!”

Matt smiled and raised his gla.s.s to Lynn. ”And here's to breaking your rule about making a pa.s.s at a straight woman!” His toast was also accompanied by a wink.

Following suit, Lynn then offered up her gla.s.s with one last toast, a toast that she knew only Matt would fully understand. ”And here's to the patience it takes for the especially risky investments, for they often yield a very satisfying return.” Matt laughed and smiled at his best friend. Then they all clinked gla.s.ses in celebration of their futures together.

The End.

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