Cathy asks her BF for a special favor
Carol
I was a bit surprised when Cathy asked me if I could make my home available to her friend, Larry. He's her tax accountant and financial advisor. It seems they met at a kayak and canoe club a few years ago. Cathy had been a long-time member and when Larry joined, they formed a friendship. Nothing more, she emphasized.
"Would I be mixing business with pleasure?" she inquired. "Trust me, the thought has crossed my mind several times. I've been single for a long time and there are days when .... ah, ... well, you know."
"I know exactly what you mean. I go through a lot of batteries," I replied with a chuckle.
"Aren't we a pair. Anyway, he's 6' 2", dark hair, hazel eyes, just a couple of years younger, divorced with no children, nice body, and have I mentioned, handsome?"
"Just how did I figure in on this Greek God of yours?"
"Well, during one of our canoeing trips we were partners and during our chats I mentioned that I had moved from Annapolis several years ago. He mentioned that it was a place he had wanted to visit and I told him I had a friend there and he could possibly stay there if it was ok with you. I told him you were my age, attractive, and had a great pool and hot tub. He was thinking a long weekend like over the July 4
th
."
"If you think he's not an ax murderer," I replied, "then I don't see why not."
"Thanks, Carol, you are the best. I'll let him know and we can work out the details. I'm sending you a photo right now. I think you two will hit it off and I hope you'll have ah ... memorable weekend."
"That's a bit of a stretch, girlfriend but we shall see."
"Just be open to the possibility is all I ask."
I first met Cathy several years ago when she walked into my 3
rd
grade classroom with her son, Andy. She was the new physical ed teacher and my 3
rd
grade son, Eric, would be in her class.
We developed a close friendship while driving together twice a week up and down the interstate an hour & half each way, twice a week while we were getting our Masters.
Cathy and I shared the love of the outdoors and that included camping, hiking, and anything water related, although neither of us had a boat. Our families had cookouts and even camped a few times. My husband, Steve, shared my enthusiasm but I never felt that Cathy's husband, Paul, felt the same. That became evident a few years later when they divorced.
During our long drives, our girl talk became deeper and we shared our histories, our hopes and dreams, and the trials and tribulations of our busy life as a wife, mom, and working woman. My husband was supportive of my work and the effort to get my Masters. Cathy's husband was not and there was a lot of friction.
Our homes were in separate sub-divisions and were similar in size but my home included a pool, hot-tub, and we had our own nicely equipped fitness room. One evening during the drive, she was telling me about exercises discussed in her classes. I chuckled and smiled. "What so funny?"
"Well ... ah, you know we have a gym in our basement and how Steve and I like to use it. Well ... ah, when possible, and frequently, we like to work out naked and ah ... let's say, do things not included in your classes."
"Oh my," came her response. "That's a nice image."
"Plus, when possible, we like to swim naked as well."
"Sounds wonderful. I'm jealous of your love life and your gym and especially your pool. My sex life is practically nil and what fun to uh ... use exercise equipment in a special way.
"You're welcome to come over and use them."
She was quiet for a few moments. "You swim naked?"
"It's very private and no one would see us," I replied and wondered how she would respond.
"I take it your husband won't be there?"
"I'll let him know and he and Eric will be gone."
"Now I know why you and Steve are in such great shape. Nice incentive. I've never worked out naked," she said with a laugh.
It was some time before Cathy's schedule allowed her the opportunity to ask me if she could come over to use the gym and pool. "You know, in that ... uh ... special way."
The first time was a bit awkward. Other than that, she wanted to work out and swim in the buff, we never discussed my involvement. She arrived at the appointed time and I greeted her wearing shorts and tee shirt, sans underwear. It was pretty obvious that my breasts were not encumbered. I don't know why I was surprised to see she was similarly dressed. We laughed and she said, "I was hoping we would be working out together."
We stripped and I couldn't help but notice her tits and the fact her gaze went straight to my bare pussy. We laughed and I said, "What size are you?"
"34 double Ds."
"Wow, that makes my 36 Cs seem small."
"I don't mind them but I miss the opportunity to let the girls be free. I'm so looking forward to working out totally naked and, uh ... speaking of naked," she said, as she stared at my pussy."
"I did this as a lark many years ago to surprise Steve on his birthday and he really loved it so, I've kept it waxed ever since. To tell the truth, I like the way it feels, too. Steve loves the look and let's say he gives it a lot of attention with his fingers. That's something we both really enjoy and it leads to more fun."
We headed to the basement and she said, "You and Steve have done a nice job setting up an exercise room and I see you've added more. I can hardly wait to try them all out."
And work out she did! She even gave me some pointers on some toning exercises I could add. More than once she'd stand in front of a piece of equipment and smile. "What are you thinking?" I inquired.
"Oh, I'm picturing in my mind you and Steve .... uh ... "
"Fucking?"
She laughed, "Yes, fucking. I was thinking of various positions you could get into with these machines."
"Add in a blow job and pussy eating."
She groaned and shook her head.
I thought I'd add one more tidbit, "Sometimes when Steve isn't here, I use a vibrator."
"TMI, Carol, TMI. Although I'll confess that my vibrator has been my frequent relief."
"Feel free to bring it next time. I completely understand."
"We could compare our toys," she said with a laugh.
The pool was refreshing and one of the things Cathy wanted to do was use the diving board. It was one dive after another and in various styles.
"This was a wish come true," she remarked over some wine. "I can't thank you enough."
When our schedules allowed, Cathy came over and she included her vibrator. It was like mine; it stimulated the G-spot and the clit. It was funny hearing the buzzing sound being used between sets.
Our busy lives finally got better, or so I thought, when we finished our degree. Shortly after, Cathy's husband filed for divorce. She became a more frequent visitor and hit the gym harder to work out her anger. At the end of the school term, and with her ex-husband's approval, she moved to Roanoke, VA.
A year later, tragedy hit me; my husband died from a sudden heart attack on the golf course. Cathy was a huge help during my grief. We talked often and several times she and Andy would drive up and spend a weekend with Eric and me. The boys enjoyed a good time together while Cathy and I and commiserated over wine.
Over the years we stayed in constant contact. We worked through the trials and tribulations of being a single mom, and dating. Steve was my love and no one measured up. For Cathy, the pickins were slim and nothing more than a fling.
Even when our boys went off to college, our relationship never changed and we would still get together, her place or mine, in spite of the miles we lived apart. We consider each other not only best friends but someone we could be totally open with. Not to mention that we still worked out and swim naked together.
Cathy
I'm so excite that Carol agreed to let Larry come up for a visit. She is a super person and friend. She knows my woes in the dating world and I know dating hasn't been easy for her either, but it would be great if they hit it off. Larry is such a sweetheart and if the roles were reversed .... well, I'd show him more than Annapolis.
Larry came from Denver to help his brother care for their aging parents. He's been a great addition to our kayak and canoe club. He was already an expert plus he liked to hike and camp. I played a big role in his career by introducing him to my tax guy who wanted to retire. Larry moved right in and took over. And I get my taxes done for free. I've resisted letting him know he could also perform another way of showing his gratitude. Maybe Carol can satisfy my fantasy.
It's hard to imagine how long we've been friends. I still remember those long drives twice a week we made while getting our Masters. The intimate things we shared and who would have thought that I'd actually feel comfortable being naked while working out with another person. Now, every time I visit her, being naked and using my trusty vibrator is the norm. I still relish the sensation of freedom of being naked but unfortunately, the girls are hanging a lot freer these days.
Larry
Cathy has been such a great friend. I wouldn't mind if she'd include 'with benefits' in our relationship. I'm really indebted to her after she introduced me to her tax accountant. What great luck for me to be at the right place and the right time to purchase his company. Doing her taxes for free is the least I can do. I'd do more if she'd let me.
I really enjoy the kayak and canoe club. She is very fit and cute and fun to double up with. Did I say she was cute? She does wonders for a two piece too. I'd sure like to go on a camping/canoe trip with her. In my dreams. Those dreams have led to a very hard cock that needed some serious attention.
During a two-person canoe trip, we were just chatting and she mentioned having come from Annapolis. Of course, I know about the Naval Academy but not much else. When I mentioned that I've been wanting to visit the city she offered to see if she could be of some assistance. I said thanks and let it go. The very next day she made arrangements for me to stay at the home of her girlfriend. She didn't provide too many details except that her name was Carol, same age as she, and very attractive. She also enjoys the outdoors, has a fabulous pool, hot tub, and a great exercise room.
How could I refuse?
It was close to the time when Larry was going to call. Cathy had let her know that they could FaceTime so she touched up her makeup, poured a glass of wine, and waited.
She didn't know what to think about the weekend with Larry. She was nervous and excited. The picture of Larry with Cathy in the canoe verified that he was indeed handsome which added to her state of mind. She trusted Cathy and, who knows, maybe a fling would be fun. After all, it wasn't exactly a blind date. The question was, what expectations did Larry garner from Cathy.
The phone rang and the wheels were put in motion. The first thing Carol noted was his voice and killer smile. Sexy and smooth and melodic and rich and .... he had her with 'hello Carol'.
It took her a few moments to regain her composure. He was saying something about Cathy and the weekend before she finally got her breath and could calm down. It didn't help that she felt a deep heat between her legs that she hadn't felt in a long time. She crossed her legs, squeezed them tight, and hoped he couldn't see how flustered she was.
Larry was excited about seeing Carol on the screen. Definitely a looker, he thought, and such a sweet voice. He felt like a schoolboy asking a girl out for their first date. He wasn't sure if he was rambling or even coherent.
They talked about Annapolis and the plan was to see the Naval Academy and the area around it. Since her home was in East Port, they could walk to the Academy and the best part, they could watch the city's fireworks from her backyard. She gave him directions and said hors d'oeuvres and wine would be waiting.
