Two Pairs

This is lucky thirteen of the ongoing Friends series. Each story can be read independently, but the characters and plot line make much more sense if you have read the earlier parts. The series tracks the growth, personally, professionally, and sexually, of a group of friends, all in their mid-twenties. Alan and Lisa are a young married couple. Audrey and Tim were just engaged and are Alan and Lisa's best friends.

This chapter starts the evening of the day the last one ended, with Lisa waiting for Audrey to return from her trip so they can have dinner together. The night before was a new sex game for the four, invented by Audrey, that went very well, but Tim had been grumpy the next morning -- ten hours before this chapter starts. All four are looking forward to Saturday night, when they have agreed to swap partners for the first time. There is some turmoil in this story, but it has many different pairings of sex. This chapter continues to be told from Lisa's perspective.

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I get the first text for Audrey shortly before I leave work,

Plane delayed, update as I know

Damn, I think. With Alan away on a trip overnight, I really was hoping for dinner with Audrey. That seems at risk now. I head home and hope for the best. The next text arrives on the drive:

Cancelling flight

Shit!

I need to figure out what I am going to feed myself. Just as I get home, my phone buzzes again:

On different flight ETA my apartment 7:15

then

Get us some takeout

I can handle that. I call in an order for Thai and pick it up just after 7PM. I am waiting in the parking lot at her apartment when she pulls in around 7:20. I go into her apartment with her, saying, "You sit down, I can get everything. What do you want to drink?"

"Thanks but standing actually feels good for a few minutes. And I need to get out of these clothes. We have a pitcher of iced tea in the fridge. I would love a glass of that."

I hand her a glass when she comes back from changing.

"How did the trip go, other than air travel sucking?" I ask.

"Real well, I think everyone is buying into the new checks and balances, It is a bit of extra work, but not as onerous as they had feared. And they do understand the need. But yeah, air travel sucks. And thanks for your help with my Tim problem this morning. Being irritable and horny all day would have made my day so much worse."

"Oh, I need to tell you about a conversation I had with Marty this morning. He asked me if you got off to the airport alright this morning. I am pretty sure he was fishing to confirm that you spent the night at our place last night, testing his theory of Wednesday night events. I think seemingly innocuous questions that confirm suspicions is a big part of his 'ESP'."

"He essentially told me he does that in our big conversation on our trip last month."

"But he enjoyed my response: 'I made sure to get her off before her trip'."

Audrey almost spits out her iced tea laughing. "I'll BET he enjoyed that."

"Oh he did. And I basically admitted to him that we were lovers."

"Which I think he had already guessed. So, what did you get us for food?"

"Just some Thai, I assume that's okay."

"Sounds delicious."

We mostly just eat, talking occasionally as Audrey decompresses from her trip.

"Would you mind if Tim and I try to make our movie at your condo next Wednesday while you are on away your trip? Alan would probably help us."

"I assume he will not be performing."

"No, that is not the plan and I don't think Tim would allow it."

"Neither would I. I hope you know that. Have you decided what scenes you will film?"

"No, I was hoping to have Alan help us plan it out Sunday afternoon. Would you object if we asked him to serve as camera man for some of it?"

"I guess that's okay. Let me talk to him before I commit to that."

"I can see that. Did you want me to pose tonight?" she asks.

"I wasn't sure you would be up to it."

"It sounds like fun. How should I pose for you tonight?"

"I am becoming a bit obsessed with trying to capture the moment of ecstasy. But I'm not sure how to pose that."

"Just watch me cum a whole bunch of times. I could go for that approach."

"Let's try with a dildo in you tonight. You will have to hold the dildo still for probably twenty minutes while I draw the general outlines of everything, then I will fill in details after watching you finish yourself off."

"Sitting on the couch facing you or lying sideways on the couch with my legs apart?"

"Why don't you sit more or less like you did for my first drawing of your pussy."

Audrey runs back into her bedroom grabbing her dildo and leaving her clothes there. She sits on the couch facing me, spreading her legs wide. She says, "Give me a moment to work up to having the dildo in me."

I start sketching the couch and the outline of her legs and her abdomen while she starts to masturbate. Soon, she slides the dildo in and out of her a few times.

"Freeze as soon as you are ready," I say.

After one more round trip with the fake cock, she stops. I draw as quickly as I can, getting the shape of her labia, the muscles in her arm, the tautness of her belly and the hang of her breasts all sketched in. The obvious desire of her body to resume the intrusions brings real life to her pose.

I say, "You can finish yourself if you want."

I try to watch with an artist's eye as she brings her second hand down to her clit while the dildo starts to piston in and out of her cunt again. It takes her a little over a minute to finish the job she had started twenty minutes earlier. She is not loud, but her face shows this was a strong one.

I am trying to add in some of the details I just saw to finish this picture as she recovers from her orgasm.

She finally speaks, "God, that was so hard not finishing for those twenty minutes. It wasn't like being left hanging, as Tim did to me this morning. It stayed erotic the whole time. I was so horny."

"You looked like you were horny. I am trying to capture that feeling in my drawing, but I'm not good enough yet. See what you think."

I show the picture to her.

"I could get myself off to that picture. I think it's pretty fucking hot, personally."

"I wish I could have captured your face while you were cumming. But now I have something different I need from you," I say, pulling down my pants and spreading my legs.

"I do owe you for this morning," Audrey admits, walking over towards me. She leans over and gives me a deep passionate kiss, our two pairs of breasts squeezed together, separated only by the thin fabric of my blouse.

She kneels between my legs and leans into me again, reaching for a different set of lips this time. Her tongue feels so good as it licks my pussy. I am starting to whimper even before she puts two fingers into my cunt. I am now moaning, the release is coming soon. And Tim walks in the door.

I shriek at Audrey, "Don't you dare fucking stop!"

She obediently picks her pace back up and soon my climax arrives. I groan as it comes. I needed that one.

Tim glances at the dildo on the couch. "Have you two been having fun all evening without me?"

Audrey stands up and gives Tim a hug and a kiss. And gropes his cock through his pants.

"That was a prop from her modeling tonight," I say, having mostly recovered now. "The picture is right there. And then she was paying me back for services I rendered this morning, after some asshole left her in no condition to face a rough day of travel.

"It kind of worked out though. Alan got to watch her cum as I ate her out and you got to watch me cum as she ate me out."

"That picture is incredibly hot! Between that and what I just watched, I think I may need help tonight."

"Not me until Saturday night," I point out.

"After this morning, I should make you squirm for a few hours, you bastard. But I guess I am just nicer than you."

She kneels on the floor in front of him, unzips his pants and pulls out his semi-erect penis. In her expert mouth, it is soon full size and she is stroking it with her hand. I know I should leave, but I am transfixed. I watch the muscles contract in his face as the orgasm arrives. How his cock pulses with each jet of semen he shoots into her mouth and down her throat. Her cheeks as she sucks harder to clean every drop. Her throat as she swallows. I am trying to embed everyone one of these images in my memory for use in future pictures.

I start pulling my pants on and I grab my sketch pad as I say, "I should have already been going. Text me if you want to carpool tomorrow."

Audrey waves to me as Tim is laying her down on the couch. As I close the door, I can hear Tim's voice saying, "So this puny thing made you cum?"

I am horny the whole walk back to my condo and still trying to figure out how to capture the emotion of the moment of ecstasy. I think about making our second movie and then I think of our first movie. Could I draw myself from that opening scene?

Before I get caught up in anything, I hand wash the cum stain off my bustier so it will be ready for use in the movie tomorrow, laying it out to dry properly.

I then go straight into the study and bring up our movie on my computer. I watch the opening scene all the way through to get my feel back for it. I start it back at the beginning and try to hit pause just at the right moment. I miss the shot I want and try several more times before I manage to hit pause at a good frame.

I have chosen the shot focused on my face as I am orgasming. My sketch draws me from the top of my breasts up. I have most of the parts drawn in now, but it doesn't feel quite right. I back up a little and play it in slow motion through that scene. That helps me fix the problem with my drawing. But now I can't find the exact point I was on. This is a frustrating way to draw.

Just then my phone rings. It's Alan wanting to FaceTime from Minnesota.

"I just wanted to check in on how you were doing."

"Okay, I had Thai takeout with Audrey at her apartment."

"And extracurriculars?"

"Well, I drew her masturbating with a dildo. After she came, I asked her for payback from this morning. Tim got home just before I orgasmed, so he got to watch me cum just like you watched Audrey this morning. Only I still had my shirt on. Audrey sucked him off before I managed to leave. They were about to get serious on the couch when I did get out of there."

"Are you in the study now? Watching our movie maybe? Was Audrey not enough for you?"

"I am watching our movie, but I am trying to draw myself orgasming in the first scene. It's harder than I had hoped. I can't manage to hit pause at the right instant."

Alan explains to me how to move the movie forward and backward one frame at a time. I try it and it works. This will help a lot.

"How was your day?"

"It's been great. Pretty sure I have a new employee. And the whole group is great to work with. Tomorrow morning is when we get down to serious technical work for a couple of hours. I am looking forward to that. And even more to getting back with you. And making another movie."

"Just keeping thinking of that and not fantasizing too much about Saturday night. And no jerking off for you tonight. We need you ready to perform for the movie!"

"What else am I supposed to do all alone in a hotel room?"

"Oh, Audrey is thinking about making their movie Wednesday evening while I am away. I think she is planning on using our guest room."

"Tim had mentioned that to me."

"She is thinking about using you as a camera man. Are you comfortable with that?"

"I assume no one is planning on me performing in the movie. I suspect there is nothing I haven't already seen. And I will be doing the editing, so I will see all the footage anyway. So I guess so, if you are okay."

"I trust you to behave yourself. Plus Tim is there to put the fear of god and karate in you if you or Audrey start to step out of line. So yeah."

"I love you."

"I love you."

And we end the call. And I am back working on my drawing. Being able to go back and forth one frame at a time makes a huge difference to me. Not only in getting this drawing right, but as I study how my expression shifts with subtle changes in my facial muscles. How I move my head back and forth slightly. I probably want to take an anatomy for artists course or something. I will ask Anne if she knows any good ones.

I am happy with my picture for the most part. It looks right everywhere, no more broken arms. And it has emotion to it as well. But it feels very static, lifeless at the same time. Almost all of my drawings before the last eleven days were stationary objects, like hotels or trees.

I remember that we had a unit in my Art History class on dynamism, the ability to make still art feel active. We had looked at the use of posture from pre-classical Greek statues to classical to the much more dynamic feeling Hellenistic statues. Then we considered the use of perspective in the transition from late medieval to Renaissance art. And the use of color and abstraction in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century.

I find my old textbook on the shelf and read the chapter looking at each of the art used to illustrate the techniques. I am using a black pencil, so color is not an option for me, unless I change mediums. I am not interested in making abstract art, at least not now.

I look at the pictures of the three eras of Greek statues. The ancient statues are stiff; they look like they are made of stone. The natural, comfortable looking contrapposto stance makes the statues feel like real people. But if the pose is mid-stride, a position that would not be comfortable to stand in, but only move through, your mind wants the statue to be moving. The book has a picture of a hellenistic statue of a boy riding a horse. The horse is just starting a stride in a gallop. If it froze there, it would fall to the ground. The boy is leaning forward to fight the motion of the horse. If the horse were to stop, he too would fly to the ground. Although we can see it is bronze, every neuron in our brain is shouting that this thing must be moving. Stillness is impossible.

I can't change the poses of the models in class, but I can choose poses for Audrey (or Alan or Tim) when they model for me specifically. I should think about the weight distribution of the poses I do draw. Try to capture that effort for one leg over another. Think about the angles and how they show what is about to happen or what just happened. I guess I am already doing some of that intuitively, but making it more explicit in my mind should make it more consistent.

I am satisfied with my drawing and it's time to take a break. I decide I will watch the rest of the movie and get myself off. Alan might have to save himself for tomorrow, but I have no such concerns.

I take my pants back off again and reach into my pussy as I am about to push play. But I need something new and different, almost naughty feeling tonight. I remember that I still have Audrey's vibrator in my nightstand. I run back to the bedroom to grab it. When I push play on the movie, I have my headphones on, lying back in my chair, naked from the waist down, legs splayed.

I turn the vibrator on and put it in my pussy, but not yet on my clit. I slowly edge it closer as I watch the movie, trying to time my orgasm to match the next one in the movie. I am recovering from my second climax as I watch Alan's cum drip from my pussy on the screen. I feel sated.

Now comes the part of the evening I dread, sitting alone before going to bed, alone. I find a sappy romance to watch on TV; one that I don't expect Alan would want to watch. When that is over, I pick another one, even though it is already later than my usual bed time.

By the time my second movie is ending, my eyes are definitely struggling to stay open. I leave the hallway light on as I go to bed. I can go to sleep by myself more easily with some light on. Fortunately, I am tired enough to drift off to sleep quickly tonight.

For the second time in four days, I am awakened by Audrey's voice as she opens the front door. "You okay in here? You didn't answer my texts."

"Just asleep back here. Working on waking up now."

Audrey is back sitting on the bed watching me climb out from under the bedding again.

"I would be eternally grateful if you would make some coffee while I take my shower. If you feel like you would miss the show, I will wait to get dressed until after my coffee."

"I so wish and I will go make the coffee once I watch that cute ass go by."

I try to take a quick shower, although soaking feels so good this morning. When I come out, dry but naked, Audrey is sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee. She hands me one of my own.

"I can fall in love for less you know," I say, thankfully.

"I found half of your clothes, and my vibrator, in the study. Having fun watching your movie last night?"

"I was trying to draw my orgasm face from the opening scene. And then I got some relief after that, yeah. I guess I am used to Alan cleaning up in the morning after our escapades."

"If you and Tim had ended up together, I don't think anything would ever get picked up."

"Yes, mother."

"Did lover boy leave you anything to eat?"

"I think there should be cinnamon bread under... here," I say, lifting a cover to reveal half a loaf of cinnamon bread on the counter. "Would you like a piece?"

"Yes, please."

"Did you happen to bring my sketchbook back from the study too?"

"Yes and the picture of your big-O face is very sexy."

"I want to leave it on the table so Alan can see my latest two drawings."

We finish eating our breakfast and then I ask, "Was your intention in my being nude out here just for visuals or did you have something more in mind?"

"I guess both. I am not going to get in and out of these clothes now, but I could be a better art critic if I compare your drawing to the real thing. And this time, I'm pretty sure Alan is not going to interrupt."

She hands me the vibrator.

I spread my legs. I have the vibrator in one hand starting in on my clit, while the other hand is pinching a nipple. She gets up and says, "I can help with this."

With her standing behind me playing with my tits, it doesn't take long to reach my climax. She leans down and gives me a big kiss while my body recovers. She gives me a hand up out of my chair and we walk back to my bedroom arm in arm. We hug and kiss for a moment before she sits on the bed watching me dress.

Once I am fully attired, we head out to my car and off to work. I tell Audrey that Alan is okay to help them Wednesday on the movie. I then ask, "What are your plans when we get back from work?"

"I don't know, wait for Tim to get home?"

"Did you want to watch us make our movie? Assuming Tim is okay with you watching, of course."

"I would LOVE to. Let me text Tim to as what time he will be home and ask him if he minds, assuming I have time to kill."

After a few minutes on her phone, "You will have an audience. And Tim will come home to a VERY horny wife. He better be ready to have me jump him the instant he walks in the door."

"Unlike last night, of course."

"Last night, he got time to watch you cum before I sucked him off. I don't expect to give him that long. And I don't expect to waste any of him in my mouth."

The work day is some old, same old. Michelle comes around mid-morning, working on organizing lunch. When she is in my office, I ask how the basketball league is going.

"It's been fabulous. I only play about a third of the time. And that's only because we have to have two women on the floor at a time. I am the worst player on the team. But I am getting my game back a bit. And it is so much fun.

"On Wednesday evening, I went out with a bunch of people from the team for drinks right after work. It sounds like it happens most weeks. It is such a supportive friendly group unlike the assholes I used to spend all my time with. I am so happy you got me to walk away from them. My evenings are a bit quieter now, maybe a bit boring sometimes, but Wednesday made things better."