- Romance
- Charlotte Falls
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I took my hands and squeezed as Annalise demanded. She swore, yelled "Fuck," but kept gyrating on my face.
"We should move this inside," Lottie grunted as she stroked me.
"Yes," Annalise sighed. She pushed herself off me and made her way quickly to the cabin.
Lottie stood and looked down at me. "Can you walk?" she joked.
Without a word, I stood and followed her around the lake.
Her ass swayed, her cheeks jiggled with each quick step. I stopped for a moment and watched her walk away. Before yesterday, Lottie was just a friend and mentor. Today, I watched her naked and couldn't believe my luck.
"Are you going to stand and stare, or are you going to join us?" she asked on the stairs. I didn't say a word, just shook my head slightly and jogged.
Annalise was on the master bedroom bed, on her back. Between bent and open legs two fingers were working her pussy lips, the audible sound of permeated the room. On her left side, Lottie lay on her elbow, her free hand working her own sex.
Lottie moaned, "Come join us, Nicky. I know you want to taste me."
*****
A cold breeze shocked me from my daze. I always thought fondly of the days and nights I spent with Lottie and her friend Annalise. The time had shaped my professional life, made my romance novels written under the pen name "Nikki Oakes" hotter and more successful. That allowed me to venture to writing short stories and novellas under my own name, without pressure to succeed. I always thanked them for it.
It was a week ago Lottie called me. Her best friend from college, the woman her and I shared for almost a week in 1983 had a stroke and passed away quickly. I asked her where the services were, told her I would pay the airfare and hotel bill so we could attend. Lottie thanked me, but told me it wasn't necessary: She already called Annalise's children with condolences.
"We should attend," I insisted. "She was a good friend of yours and quite frankly, she was one of the two women that made my success possible." Lottie was silent for a moment before agreeing. My assistant made all the reservations, from the flight to booking a large suite close to the funeral home making the arrangements.
We arrived a day before the wake, allowing Lottie to meet with the children and grandchildren. I stayed back in the suite to catch up on reading. An editor had given me an anthology of dark fiction stories as a present for my birthday. I took it out to the balcony, along with a bottle of Dr Pepper. I read only the introduction before my mind returned to the first time I met Annalise De Bruyne.
- COMMENTS
redlion75over 9 years agoyou set it up for us to think he has fallen love with ana but end it with her death with children we can only guess as to them not being his.that then lends itself to mean that she was a fuck buddy for a week and they never saw eachother again.
chytownover 9 years agoGreat story telling. Thanks for sharing. Any news on the girl in the Mist. LOL
Anonymousover 9 years agoNicely written. I enjoyed it quite a bit, especially the teasing play of the women.
Also, there are 2 or 3 awkward errors in the writing. I hope you'll fix them."He treated my siblings and I ..." -- I see this error so often. if you take out the other noun you will always see which pronoun to use. "He treated me ..." not "I".
"I took a sip of the soda before picking up the book and tried to read." This seems ok at first -- but then it sounds awkward -- either "I took a sip of the soda before picking up the book and trying to read." or "I took a sip of the soda before I picked up the book and tried to read." Make the tense of the verbs match within the sentence.
""Yes," I told them. My legs were going to last, neither was the build-up in my balls." I think you meant "My legs weren't going to last...."
"Between bent and open legs two fingers were working her pussy lips, the audible sound of permeated the room." I think there's a missing "sex" after "sound of."
"... the woman her and I shared for almost a week in 1983...." really works better with "she and I" ... or "we" instead of "her and I."
Great story, well written. Thank you!
Anonymousover 9 years agoI like it this way.
It leaves individual readers to fill in the blanks. Make their own stories.
