Lisa's Game

This is part sixteen 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 also includes a friend from out of town, Mary, who had a three-some with Alan and Lisa during her last weekend visit.

This chapter starts the day after Alan and Lisa returned from a short vacation in St John. This chapter is told from Lisa's perspective.

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Alan is gone before I even wake up. We got back from St John late yesterday afternoon. As soon as we were in the door, Alan rushed to a zoom with Peter. They had expected the issue of Wired with Alan on the cover would come out next week, but it came out yesterday. Peter, the person organizing the company's PR blitz for the release of Alan's new project, had planned everything to follow on the immediate tails of the Wired article. Now everything has to be rescheduled on the fly.

This morning, Alan is meeting with Peter again, before doing a phone interview with NPR around 8AM. The interview will air just after lunch. This afternoon, Graham, the president of the company, will join him for a live on-air interview on CNBC. Alan has to go down to the local ABC affiliate tomorrow morning to do a live piece on Good Morning America. He says next week will be almost as bad. And this doesn't count the half dozen or so print media interviews he will be doing. All while trying to catch up with both technology groups he leads, but has been away from for almost a week. In other words, he is about to go through almost two weeks of hell.

Audrey and I had arranged to car pool this morning. She will be over around 8:30 and I will drive us both in. She shows up a bit early -- before our trip I was tending to oversleep and she had become my human alarm clock on many days. I am still in the shower when she walks in. Never shy around me, she sticks her head in the shower to say hi.

"Nice tan! Ooh and not much by way of tan lines. Looks like it was a fun trip!"

"Good morning Audrey. Yes, we had lots of naked sun tanning time. You would have loved it. Let me finish up in here then I will be in to talk to you and you can ogle me getting dressed."

Audrey goes back to sit on the bed and, true to form, ogles me as I get dressed. I am not sure whether Alan or Audrey looks at me more lustfully.

As I am dressing, I ask, "How was the O'Rourke family get together? And did Tim survive it?"

"It was better than either Tim or I feared," she says. "We went out to lunch with my older sister Mary when we got there. She saw the gentle side of him and immediately fell for him. She was so happy for me. And relieved.

"We then had dinner Saturday night with Dad. He did ask Tim about the job search, but in a supportive way. And he was impressed by how hard he is working at getting a new job. He is used to his kids being laid off. I think Mary and I are the only ones never laid off. Oh and I guess Sean. And none of them were as dedicated in their search as Tim is being.

"For the big cookout, it turned out that Tim liked all the same stupid action adventure movies as Mike and Harrison, so the three of them spent most of the time talking about some car crash or a big explosion or a fight scene. So he fit in very nicely.

"I was really glad to see Mary again. And it's the first time I have seen Mike's new baby and Sean's two kids are getting big and running around everywhere. So it was a nice break for me.

"But did you like the story about Alan? And they did use your picture!" Audrey says, changing the subject.

"Let's go see if Alan left me anything to eat. I am not sure if there is anything in the house and I don't think he had anytime to make me anything."

I find a note on the kitchen table.

Sorry for not making you breakfast. No time. Damned apple!

Love you

"What apple?" Audrey asks, reading the note with me.

"We both took a bite of an apple as we were leaving St John to symbolically get kicked out of paradise. And Alan definitely came back to hell for a while."

"Why is it so bad?"

"First, there is the normal catch up after being away on vacation, but he is running two different groups, so that is doubled. And he has to do his dancing bear impression for media almost non-stop for the next week and a half. He is doing spots on NPR and CNBC today. Good Morning America tomorrow morning. Who knows what else after that. He has lunch today with a Wall Street Journal reporter.

"A flight attendant yesterday asked Alan for his autograph yesterday. She actually asked for mine too. He is worrying about people trying to become friendly with us for money. Oh, remind me to tell you about the pirates we met. But if Mary the model had handed me her phone number a month or two from now, I would have to be suspicious. And that kind of sucks.

"Do you mind stopping somewhere on the way in so I can grab a bite? We can keep talking on the way and there."

"I don't mind stopping. I don't think I will be too busy today. I have a trip next Wednesday, so mostly I am prepping for that."

We head out to the car, as I ask "So no fun day with Tim next week?"

"No, and I didn't do one this week because of the short week. He seems to be holding up pretty well so far. He has our shopping list app working. I am happy with that."

"We need to talk about schedules a little bit," I say. "Are you and Tim still interested in my game this Saturday?"

"I sure hope it happens. Is there a problem?" Audrey asks.

"Not really. Mary the first is coming up Saturday morning to stay with us for a few days. She has a job interview Monday up here. Alan suggested she could play too and I am fine with that. I am guessing both you and Tim would be as well."

"She would be fun. I already had her stroking Tim's cock, so I don't think he will object. I will double check with him. Is there an issue with beds Saturday night? It really is nice for us to spend the night. It might be fun, but I am not sure she is ready to share a bed with us."

"I hadn't thought about that," I reply, "I will ask her if she minds sleeping on the couch for one night. And I wouldn't rule out her sharing the bed if you were serious."

"I would have to have a long talk with Tim about that one."

"So I was thinking the two of us could go pick her up Saturday and then go out for a lunch somewhere. I am pretty sure dinner that night will be at Rick's -- there is no way Alan is cooking."

"That's a reasonable idea. Do you know what time she arrives?"

"My memory is that if she takes the morning train, it gets in around noon. I am going to check in with her this evening. Oh and Alan said he will cook a dinner for Mary the second and her boyfriend next Saturday. Can you and Tim make it to that? Part of the idea is to introduce her to the guys."

"I am pretty sure we are available. I think I am playing pool with Maria that morning. You are welcome to come if you want. Now what is the story with pirates? Like real pirates of the Caribbean?"

"Alan and I were having a light lunch on this deserted beach right on a cove. And then we were having sex on the beach. I was making lots of noise, because why not -- it might have been a mile to the closest other people. Except this young couple sailed in and dropped anchor -- I thought the splash of the anchor was another sea turtle -- and they applauded when we finished.

"Instead of being horrified, I channeled you and took my bikini top the rest of the way off, ran into the water, and did a backstroke around their boat. They swam ashore and we talked and they ended up naked, having sex in front us on our blanket. I thought he was an asshole -- he didn't worry about her at all -- but he asked Alan for money and Alan gave him forty dollars or something. And then we packed up and left.

"We found out the next day that they have been robbing people on isolated settings for just over a year. At gun point. Alan figures that they liked my welcoming so much they were nice to us. In one sense it's kind of funny, but it's also pretty scary."

"You are definitely the only person I know to successfully seduce a real pirate. So that doesn't explain the all over tan. Inquiring minds want to know."

"Mostly because the back of our villa had a patio and swimming pool that was completely private. I started out sunning in my bikini -- Alan loved both of them by the way -- but Alan convinced me to skinny dip and then I started sunning in the nude, too. You probably have gone skinny dipping before, I bet."

"Not as often as I should have, but I have done it a couple of times."

"Well, I never had. You know I was a goody-two shoes until you corrupted me."

"And saved you from pirates, I would like to point out."

"But it felt deliciously naughty. And we had sex out there several times. Including for hours Tuesday night. I had never had sex outside either. I highly recommend hours of loving sex under a starry night."

"Sounds like you had a lot of sex."

"That would be an understatement. I think that was my busiest five night stretch all summer. And the way this summer has gone, that is saying a lot."

"So what were you doing when you weren't fucking outside somewhere?"

"We went horseback riding on the beach and kayaking with sea turtles and snorkeling around coral reefs. Oh and we had his and hers massages. And Alan had arranged for the masseur -- who was really handsome -- to give me a happy ending as a birthday present. It was really nice. I wasn't even counting that as some of the sex I had.

"Oh and we took an all day sail on a boat with two other couples. One of the other women insisted on tanning topless, so I joined her. The third woman was really upset at us. The other topless woman got drunk and her bikini bottoms fell off twice and then she peed on the beach in front of all of us. Her poor husband. She finally passed out on the sail back and he could relax. But that got me a lot of the tan on my boobs."

"I think Tim and I are going to have to check this place out. It sounds like you had an awesome trip."

"And Alan actually relaxed for a couple of days until he got told that the magazine was coming out this week instead of next. He enjoyed the second half of the trip, but he never relaxed again like he did early on."

"Did you read the article about him?" Audrey asks me.

"Yeah, I read it on the plane back yesterday. I thought it was really well done."

"I think I finally really understand what Alan is working on. And it made him seem superhuman or something. I did like his thoughts about why they succeeded and his vision for how a team should work. As I think about hopefully leading Martin and Co. somewhere not too far down the line, I want to remember his thoughts on that."

We finally get to work with some food in me. Someone has taped the cover of the Wired on my office door with a sign that says

Lisa drew this

next to it. I suspect Michelle, but it's hard to be certain. I will leave it up until the weekend.

Even though I was only gone for three work days, it still takes over an hour just to catch up on what I missed. I am almost through that when Michelle comes by and wants to go for a walk. She does complement me on my tan before she even asks. I ask her if the door was her work, and she just says, "Bragging is in the blood of any good PR person."

As soon as we are outside, I ask if everything is going okay.

"It is wonderful. I am so in love with Lizzie I sometimes have trouble concentrating at work. But I need to tell my parents. And everyone at work, especially Marty. I kind of assume you have told Audrey."

"Yes, unless someone tells me not to tell Audrey something, I will almost always tell her. It was hard when Marty told me about the promotions and I wasn't allowed to tell her. Go ahead and tell Marty. If he hasn't told you, he has quite a wild past and still somewhat present. He will not be at all judgmental about anything like that. My bet is he already knows and is waiting to see when you actually tell him. Audrey and I were wondering how long he has known you were lesbian. It would not be surprising if he knew when he hired you."

"But I wasn't a lesbian back then."

"You just didn't recognize that you were yet. Are your parents going to be a real problem?"

"I'm not sure for my mother. She is obsessed with not doing anything embarrassing. In her mind, it is much better to endure real suffering than to expose something that might embarrass you. And especially anything that would embarrass her. I suspect that is part of why I couldn't let myself admit that I was a lesbian.

"But my dad is really openly anti-gay. To the level that my mother is constantly trying to shut him up in public. His vitriol is mostly anti-gay male, but he somewhat lumps all of us deviants together in his mind. That is probably the rest of the reason I could not be a lesbian."

"How often do you talk to your mom?"

"Usually once or twice a week, but I am overdue for a call."

"Why don't you call her tonight and tell her. I am sure she loves you and the social stigma isn't what it was before we were born. Maybe she can help with your father. That one may take a little longer."

"Okay. Let's head back and I will talk to Marty right away and call my mom tonight. Thanks for your support. How is it possible I need advice on how to break news to anyone?"

"Too many emotions can blind anyone's perspective. And I am so happy that you have found your love. Why don't you bring Lizzie to dinner at our condo once Alan's life has calmed down a little bit. He will cook us a dinner. He is a VERY good cook."

"Oh, god, he must be going through it right now. I can imagine what I would be using him for now."

"Yeah, he has NPR and CNBC spots today, Good Morning America tomorrow. Lunch with a Wall Street Journal reporter today. I have no idea what Peter has him doing next week, but I gather it isn't slowing down. And Alan just wants to do his old job, but that's not an option right now."

"That article made him seem superhuman, so I bet he can manage it all."

"You are the second person who used that phrase based on the article. And you, of all people, should know not to believe everything that gets thrown out there."

We laugh and head back into the office. I see she goes straight to Marty's office and closes the door. I few minutes later she emerges laughing. She sticks her head in my office and says, "He did know when he hired me. And he told me a story about an experience with two lesbians. It does seem like he has quite some history. And he wants to take Lizzie and I out for a fancy dinner sometime next month. I guess our social calendar is starting to fill up."

She is relieved almost to the point of giddiness as she walks away, practically skipping back to her office.

Audrey and I have our usual lunch together. She wants to know all the details from the trip, especially the what, when and where of our sex life down there. I did say I followed her lead and talked to Alan about helping me finish while we are having sex. I mention that Alan has to have dinner out with some other reporter tonight, so I was hoping we could eat together.

I do get some good work done over the afternoon. We decide to drive straight to Audrey's apartment so she can see Tim before his aikido and she can get changed before we grab dinner.

I say hi to Tim as we walk in, but Audrey runs over and gives him a big hug and an even bigger kiss. She breaks off just long enough to take off her blouse and overly constraining bra. She notably sighs when her girls are released. But the pause is only momentary. She is soon back to kissing him and she moves one of his hands to a newly freed tit. She reaches a hand to stroke his cock through his pants. I can see it starting to grow into its enormous potential.

"Hey, I have to go to aikido in a minute. I really don't have time for anything else."

"But Lisa was telling me about all the sex she and Alan had in St John and I want some for me. Besides, I can't let you go to aikido looking like this," she says as she releases Big Ben from its imprisonment in his pants.

"You are right about that, but it's your fault and you should have to fix it."

Audrey kneels down and takes Tim's fully engorged monster as far into her mouth as she can. She is stroking the base as she knows he likes it. It only takes a couple of minutes for him to empty into her mouth.

"See, you won't even be very late. But all the kung fu stuff better get you ready to put that in a more appropriate hole when you get back."

Tim is pulling his pants back up as he walks towards the door and past me. I reach down and give his rapidly deflating cock a squeeze, leaning down to say, "I will see more of you Saturday night, Ben."

Then I lick the cum still seeping out at the tip off, stand, and say, this time to Tim, "You didn't want all that dripping out onto your pants. Didn't you learn anything from Audrey's problem at the park a few weeks ago?"

Tim blushes and walks out the door.

We both break out laughing. Then Audrey says, "Come over here, I still haven't gotten what I need."

I am pretty amped up from watching them and I know exactly what she needs. We are kissing passionately as she is unbuttoning my blouse. I am unzipping and then pushing down her skirt, soon followed by her panty dropping to the floor as well.

She pushes my bra off my big tits and is suckling them while I have a hand in her pussy. She is more than ready for this. And dripping wet. I guess she HAS been thinking about my sordid tales of our trip.

It only takes a few minutes before she is climaxing on my hand. As soon as she has recovered, she has me lying on the floor, with my slacks off and her face between my legs. It would be a challenge not to be seriously excited after bringing a lover to an orgasm with your hand while she suckles on your nipples. I am oh so ready for her tongue.

In only a few minutes, I am yelping as I cum from her oral attention. She reaches up and kisses me and then we sit up hugging and kissing some more. Finally, we stand and regroup.

I ask, "Sam's?" as I am pulling my slacks. I then finish Audrey's job, taking my bra the rest of the way off, before putting my blouse back on. My nipples do show a bit through the white blouse, but tough.

Audrey says, "Ready to go?" as she emerges from her bedroom in comfortable clothes, including no bra. And no panty I will guess.

Sam's is a quiet upscale burger place. I really wanted a plain old cheeseburger tonight after eating almost exclusively island food for most of the last week. I got my pizza fix last night. Audrey and I spend the dinner talking work, especially planning out what we want to see accomplished at tomorrow's partners in waiting luncheon.

During dinner, my phone buzzes and I look down to see a text from Michelle:

Mom still loves me and wants to meet Lizzie. Talk tomorrow

I show the text to Audrey. She says, "Was there a question?"

"She was really worried about coming out of the closet to her parents. No mention of dad yet. I bet that is a project for another day. Does your dad know you are bi?"

"Well, no."

"I certainly haven't told my parents. Of course, it is trickier explaining that I have two female lovers while I am still happily married to Alan. And that I let my best friend's fiancé fuck me. Speaking of which, I assume you will have no problem if he has unlimited access on Saturday."

"Of course not. I loved watching him split that little pussy of yours last month."