Chapter 4 – Liz & John – Finding Liz Again
For those of you that read 'The Right Touch' you know that I had a very active sexual relationship with Liz and John. The relationship lasted for about five years when unfortunately they split up. I kept in touch with John for a while, but lost touch with him after about a year. Losing them was a huge loss.
Fast forward about six years. One afternoon I was looking through the adult services section of one of entertainment weeklies. There it was; Liz's ad. It was the same ad that had led me to her in the beginning nearly twelve years ago. I couldn't believe it, but there it was. I picked up the phone and I slowly punched in the number by memory.
After the third ring I heard her voice, "Hi, this is Liz." The honey sweetness of her voice made my cock twitch. Slowly I said, "Hi Liz, this is Nick Morton." There was quiet on the line for several long seconds and then Liz responded, "My Nick Morton?" I giggled unsure of what I should say next her. After a minute I assured her it was me and we spent the next five minutes catching up on things. Before we stopped chatting I made an appointment for a massage and got her new address. As we hung up, I was tingling at the thought of seeing Liz again.
Before I knew it , the two days had passed and I was knocking on Liz's front door. In no more than two seconds the door opened and there she stood in pale blue scrubs. Her hair was still shoulder length and a huge smile filled her beautiful face. She reached out and pulled me to her and gave me a wonderful hug and a lingering kiss on the lips. Then she pulled her head back and smiled at me again. "God, you look awesome, come on in. It is so wonderful to see you again."
She grabbed my hand and pulled me into foyer, closing the door behind me. She turned around and grabbed my other hand. I could see that she had put some weight on, but still looked good. A lot of the additional weight had gone directly to her tits and not even the shapeless scrubs could hide how big they were.
We stood there smiling and looking at each other and finally Liz said, "Come on let's get your massage started." She let go of one had and led me down the hallway to a bedroom that had been converted for massages. The window had a heavy drape over it and scented candles were burning.