With Friends Like You, Who Needs Enemas - December 25
Six years after we both graduated from college I ran into Allison Caroll in the mall. While we were only casually acquainted in college, we found out that we had a lot in common now. Namely we are both obsessed with work and career. That was two and a half years ago and at the time Allison was an accountant with aspirations for a career in corporate management, since that time she has started her own investigative accounting firm. My name is Brad Marks, at the time I was a young lawyer is a large and prestigious firm, recently I've become a partner in a fast paced tech start up in the business of developing hardware and software for additive manufacturing. Neither of us were looking for a long term relationship, both us have a powerful interest in sex, but neither have the time or inclination to play the boyfriend/girlfriend game. We worked out a mutual agreement to meet mostly for sex on occasion, no strings attached; both are free to spend time with others between meetings. Despite our efforts our relationship has become more than simple fuck partners, but we still put work first and rarely see each other more than once a month. We have fallen into the pleasant habit of entertaining each other with juicy stories about our sex experiences with other partners. Sometimes the stories are real, sometimes fantasy, always titillating. The episodes in this series are best when read in sequence, this story in particular should be read after Episode 6, Fed, Fucked and Protected.
Christmas Day, Allison needed a get away from the stressful and potentially dangerous work she had been wrapped up with for months and I had a rare break in my schedule. We made the spontaneous decision to fly out a day early for a long planned Christmas week ski vacation in Aspen. We could only get as far as Denver the first day so we rented a car, found a roadside motel and spent the night near Denver. It was a bright, clear and cold Christmas morning, the distant mountains were snow covered, we had just enjoyed a night and morning of great sex and we were excited to be headed off for a week of playing in the snow.
Cars, airplanes and trains are the best place to talk, even better than restaurants. We had a three and a half hour drive, with plans to stop at the half way point in Vail for a leisurely Christmas dinner. I was almost as excited about the extended time to talk future dreams and plans with Allison as I was to get on the ski slopes and almost as excited about skiing as I was about the incredible sex I knew the two of us would be having. My priorities were reasonably well ordered.
"You know we have never spent more than three days and nights together before," I said. "Counting the past two nights, this trip will be ten days and nine nights that we are together. Are we going to get tired of each other?"
"Better to find out sooner than later," she said with the kind of logic that she typically uses and leaves me without a response. Then she said, "we are going to have two fights this week, one will be over me spending too much time working and not enough time relaxing. The other will be over you spending too much time working and not enough time relaxing. Should we schedule a time for the fights? Should we have them on the same day so they don't interfere with the rest of our vacation?"
"How about we talk about beautiful mountains and skiing and leave everything else behind for a week," she looked at me skeptically, "OK how about we try to have a day or two when we don't talk about work."
"That's about as much time without thinking about work that we are going to get," she agreed. "But I would like to talk about the relationship between us."
I nodded and said "I'm listening."
"We started with a firm commitment that we were going to continue to see other people, and as close as we ever came to getting into a fight was over failing to keep that commitment. The only time either of us has ever had sex with another person over the last two and half years was when we forced ourselves to keep the commitment we had made to have sex with someone else. You do know how twisted and strange that is, don't you?"
Another nod.
"We agreed that we were going to go fuck other people and then come back and tell each other all the nasty details, that turns both of us on, but we never do it. We agreed that we were only going to be fuck buddies, now we are so totally in love that we think about each other all day, every day. When I'm tired and want to quit I think about how hard you work and I want to do the same. When I can't solve a problem I call you. When I'm frightened I want to be with you. When I got the big bonus check from my last project I only wanted to share it with you because you are so willing to share everything you have with me. When I'm horny I can't think about anything but fucking you."
"Lady, you got it bad," I said, "and I hope you never get over it because I've got the same thing and it is the most wonderful feeling I've very had."
"Better than ten blow jobs?"
"Better than all the blow jobs in the world," I said. "Babe, I think I really fucked up. I agreed to become your fuck buddy with no strings attached and I ended up falling in love."
"I'll forgive you if you forgive me," she said.
"Deal, do I still get the ten blow jobs?"
She got on her knees and reached into the back seat for something. When she turned around she had the bag that she had bought at the sex toys store the day before.
"What the fuck? That bag was in the trunk."
"I know, I moved it to the back seat and hid it under my coat when you weren't looking."
She pulled the strap-on harness out of the bag and got out the harness. It appeared to be first rate product; latigo leather straps, with heavy brass buckles, if they had been attached to a horse bridle they would have been tough enough to stand up to a few years of riding trails. And why were those straps so long? Either they were made for a woman with enormous legs or because they were intended to be used for ass swatting. The pelvic section of the harness was also made of fine leather and it came with a heavy brass ring to lock the dildo in place.
