October 2006
I took the kids to a play-date at a friend's house yesterday. Arrived Saturday morning about 11 am and had a great time seeing their new home which sits on a spacious lot of about 2 acres. They definitely moved to the boonies. Winding roads and farm country empty to the drive of a little cottage style, 3 bedroom ranch, with an open floor plan over a full basement. The pale blue siding and quaint little frog pond in the center of the sprawling front lawn was hidden by all the luscious fruit trees that surrounded the grounds.
My friend Lainy and I walked about the yard chatting and catching up as the kids ran like crazy animals through the fields. We wandered about checking out all the possible places to plant a garden.
It was a gorgeous fall afternoon in October. There was a cool breeze, yet unusually warm for just before Halloween. We found a patch of yard to the right that was enclosed by white picket fencing that would serve this purpose fondly. There were several plots of overgrowth there. Squatting closer to the brush I noticed that they were rows and rows of post season strawberries. It should be exciting to pluck that next summer.
I helped them move the girl's dollhouse over from the in-laws and we found a huge rock that is perfect for, well, sunbathing on, I thought. When I say huge I mean it. We both lounged back comfortably on this tabletop rock hidden by more fruit trees and really tall wheat grass. This landscaping, though over grown and wild, was amazing! You can even smell the wild mint growing from behind the rock.
"Rena calls this her thinking rock." Said Lainy as she lit a smoke and we stretched in the dappling sunlight. Rena is her daughter of 8 years old. Adorable little girl, intelligent and wise beyond her years, with beautiful blonde locks I would kill for.
Finishing our cigarettes we wandered down the drive and found matted down grasses where the deer lay. Past the greenhouse and farther down the drive there is a hardly noticeable trail where the deer trample through and so we followed it to see where it led. The history of the newer house is that the land used to belong to some old couple for decades. They moved to retire in Arizona and sold the house for next to nothing and all the land that goes with it. Lainy and Rick got real lucky!
We came up the path on the other side of the property almost to the rear of the house where the trail finally opened up. Along the fence lines were these huge raspberry bushes and lilacs trees. When we stopped to admire them she tugged one the berries off the bush and fed it to me. Wow, the flavor of a precisely ripe raspberry is a sensually exquisite pop to the senses. We found several odd plants that resemble cabbage and radishes in these smaller fenced in areas like pods around the back lawn. Still not sure what they are, I guess we will have to wait until spring to figure that one out. So we plucked up some mint and took it inside, where we made some tea and unpacked some boxes labeled kitchen.
Rick walked in shortly after and stood between us. Giving Lainy a kiss, I felt his hand firmly cup my ass. He must have been mistaking mine for hers? I wonder. This hasn't been the first time he has touch me in this way. I just never say anything to Lainy because I don't want to lose her as a friend. Nor do I want to ruin her marriage. It's as much my fault as his I suppose. I must admit I am quite the flirt with him and Lainy laughs when we tease each other.
Rick left to take the truck back to his parent's house and we gathered all the kids and fed them. All of them, 3 of mine and 4 of hers! The brats and the burgers were great as usual, nothing like a little Heinz 57 and Worchestshire sauce in a burger on the grill. Next cam the Margaritas! A lime and Quervo and a sugar rimmed glass…always a staple when I visit.
We emptied more boxes between drinks. Settling the kids down to watch a movie it was already 11 pm! Lainy, Rick and me all stepped outside for a smoke and watched the harvest moon rise. It is so dark out here in the sticks; I'm just not used to it from living in the city. The sky was with filled with so many stars that I felt like a dot in the universe to look at them. The moon on the other hand was gigantic! A harvest moon if you haven't seen one looks like you could reach out and touch it. They are brilliant orange and you can even see the craters. I know I'm strange but I find staring at a nighttime sky a very energetic and sensually heightening experience. In short; it makes me hot.
I went in to check on the kids and turned off the TV when I found 7 snoring heads. I set up my blankets on the sofa and went to the master bedroom where I left my bags to slip into my p.j.'s. The master bathroom there is generous in size, and to my surprise sound proof. Rick was playing music rather loudly when I walked in. The garden tub and walk in closet make up part of the suite. A stand up shower and double sinks with vanity complete the scene. I looked around thinking I was so happy for them.
Entering the master again, Rick was sitting at his computer in the bedroom and invited me to sit on the bed so he could show me something. I packed away my toothbrush and sat on the bed behind him at the computer. He went on about how they know some guy who gave them about 5000 cd's all downloaded to his system and played me a couple songs. We have always gotten on well and have never had a problem finding something to talk about. Rick is an attractive man in his late twenties and just pulses sexual energy.
I would go as far to say that he is an incredible cutie. I call him her stallion. He is not even 30 yet and married to my Lainy who is 18 years his senior.
Her only complaint is that she cannot keep up with his sexual appetite. She teases me about picking up the slack, which I have always willingly teased back, nudging him, anytime. I guess that it's mutual because I catch his glances every now again, that are slightly more than friendly. More like he's picturing me naked in a precarious position, which I have to admit I have done on several occasions myself.
Lainy followed me into the bedroom with fresh margaritas and sat next to me on the bed, while I was telling Rick that I would very much like him to create an eclectic workout CD for me. Lainy undressed before us into a big T and lounged back on the bed; I guess I should fill you in little here. Lainy and I have had a previous lesbian experience that I am not going to share now. That's a whole other story in itself. But you need to know this because what happens next is something that sort of just happens sometimes when we get together and we have been drinking.
She rubbed my shoulders and back relaxing my never ending tension in my shoulders. She kissed my neck and cupped my breast and I leaned back onto the bed to indulge myself a little more with her, enjoying the unique sensation a woman's mouth has on mine. She is so soft and gentle, no harsh whiskers rubbing against my skin. She tasted sweet from the margarita and her kisses are filled with a different sort of emotion or should I say intensity than a man. We got caught up in the moment touching and caressing each others breasts. Her breasts are much smaller than mine and feel pert with very hard nipples. I couldn't help myself but to roll those little buds between my fingers and feel her respond by thrusting her tongue between my lips. When she pulled away and kissed my neck very whispy like, my pajama top was lifted over my head. I removed hers and we lay licking at each others breasts and giggling like school girls.
Out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of Rick who had turned toward us with a look of utter amusement. He was like a kid staring through a candy store window, you know the one, real wide eyed and interested in seeing more. She tugged him over to us and he lay haphazard diagonally on the bed between us. She kissed him and rubbed his crotch. I sat back and watched. I have never really thought of myself as much of a voyeur, I would much rather be a participant. So this was relatively new for me. You know what? I think I liked it. My loins tingled and I could feel my own nipples harden while watching them.
