Two long time colleagues decide to collaborate on a story.
The characters in this story are flawed, just like you and me. Sometimes they make bad decisions as they struggle to live their lives. Sometimes they make life changing decisions, not always positive. All characters and situations are complete fiction, a product of my fertile imagination. Any similarity to actual people and situations is purely a coincidence. All constructive criticism is welcome.
My sincerest thanks to "Sam" for her assistance in creating this story. You're wonderful.
*****
Dave
It was late afternoon. A gentle breeze passed through my bedroom, fluttering the curtains. Sam lay on my chest, my now flaccid penis inside her. The orgasmic afterglow soothing our minds and bodies. Her head was on my shoulder and I gently stroked her hair.
Sam wanted to collaborate. Hmm.
"Sam?"
"Yes, my love."
"You know what might be an interesting joint writing venture?"
"What"
"If we were to write about making love to one another."
There was a moment's silence so I continued, "It wouldn't be for public consumption. It would just be for us."
Sam sat up, my penis staying in her vagina, "So we would write about what just happened?"
"Yeah. We'd change the names to protect the innocent ... and the guilty."
"How would we do that? The writing I mean."
"Well, I imagine we would each sit down and write about what we experienced and then we would intertwine the two stories switching perspectives. The key is to have a seamless story at the end. We could get used to writing with one another and then we could move on to bigger, longer stories."
Sam leaned forward, her face inches from mine, "Would they always have sex scenes?"
"Maybe. It's up to us. Often it isn't even our call, it is what our characters want to do."
"Perhaps it's just the writer in me, but I think our characters should have sex as often as possible. Since I am so rusty at making love, I may need to do a lot more research."
I cupped her ass checks and smiled, "So we would need to sacrifice for our art?"
"I think so."
"I like the way you think Doctor Sam."
She leaned forward and kissed me, "Although right now I think we may have to think about making some dinner."
"May I make a suggestion?"
"Absolutely."
"Perhaps we shouldn't get completely dressed. I have a robe for you. We can go down and eat and then we could return here for more research."
She kissed me again, "I am liking you more and more every minute."
"Another thought. This may be a bit more risqué, but my backyard is fairly secluded. Perhaps we may want to forego the robes altogether."
"And just walk around like this?"
"Sure."
"I think I would like that. Although when you come out of me, I think I'm going to dump a bunch of fluids on you. We might need to take care of that."
"There's a box of tissues on the night table. See it?"
"Yeah."
"Let me scoot us up so you can grab them."
I awkwardly moved our coupled bodies until Sam could grab the tissues. She handed me some, then grabbed a handful for herself.
She looked down at her crotch, "Here goes."
She pulled off me and pressed the tissues to her crotch. She kissed me again, "Gotta go!"
I mopped up myself as Sam went off to the bathroom. Then I headed downstairs to the kitchen. Things were subtly different. I had walked around naked in my house before, but this seemed so much more erotic. I smelled of sex and I had to grab tissues to blot the post-cum leakage from my cock.
I walked out into my yard and fired up the grill. Being naked in my backyard was beyond anything I had ever done. There was this thrill of possibly being seen. There was a thrill of doing something outside the accepted social norms. The warm afternoon air around my penis felt great. I was enjoying a mild bit of exhibitionism even though there was no one to exhibit to.
*****
Samantha
I came downstairs and I found Dave on his back patio standing naked at the grill. I leaned in the doorway.
He came over and looked at me, "This is quite possibly the most beautiful moment in this house's 100 plus year history."
The idea of being naked in the great outdoors was such a rush, so exhilarating. I knew exactly what Allison was feeling earlier that day. The late afternoon air was warm, but the thrill of being naked had my nipples hard. I don't know if it was remnants from sex or whether they were fresh juices, but moisture was flowing from my crotch. I felt so alive!
I took Dave's hand, "So how secluded is your yard? Could I walk around out here?'
Dave smiled, "There's just woods on the edges. I think someone would have to be very close to my property line to see us. Or they would have to walk back here from the road. I think you're safe."
"I think I am going to walk around then."
My mind became aware of everything. All my senses seemed to be at a heightened pitch. My body still had the delicious afterglow of an extended orgasm. A gentle breeze flowed around my body. The air on my moist lady parts brought just enough evaporation to send a subtle chill up my spine. The soft grass caressed my feet. The warm air kissed my nipples. I heard birds and insects I would have usually ignored. I breathed deeply, filling my nostrils with the bouquet of summer flowers. The leaves rustling in the trees seemed new and different. What an exquisite experience.
*****
Dave
I put the salmon on the grill then joined Sam out in the yard. The sun was knifing through the trees, shadows expanding across the grass.
She reached for my hand, "What a lovely day this has been."
"I lovely day for a lovely lady."
"You really think I'm beautiful don't you."
"My dear Samantha, I have been on this Earth for fifty-nine years. For fifty-five of them I think I have been looking at women as objects of desire. I do not exaggerate when I say you are THEE most beautiful. Hands down."
She swung around and grabbed my other hand, "I don't know what to say."
She swung us around in a circle like children do.
I was going to get dizzy, so I stopped, "Don't say anything. Just accept it. You're gorgeous."
"Walking around out here naked I am reminded of Allison. Maybe she is on to something."
"Maybe next time we should all try hiking naked."
Sam looked at me with a naughty grin, "That sounds kind of fun, actually. Maybe we should propose it."
"Allison may want to do something with me. She offered to fuck me when we stopped earlier today."
She began swinging my arm like a child, "How would you feel about that?"
I looked sideways at her, "A better question is how would you feel about it?"
She stopped the swinging, "About you fucking a mutual friend in my presence?"
"Now there is a much better way to frame the question."
"Well, I don't own you." She hesitated. I could see the wheels turning, "Jeez, we just had sex together for the first time. You haven't made any kind of commitment to me and I haven't committed to you. I suppose until that happens, I'd have to be cool with you fucking Allison or even Carolyn. I'd have to say, I probably wouldn't be happy about it. I also probably wouldn't stick around to watch."
"Okay. I respect that viewpoint."
Sam stopped walking, "Aren't you going to tell me what you think?"
"Well, up until this afternoon I had a personal policy to never get intimate with a co-worker."
"Really?"
"Yeah. I just didn't think it was a good idea to get romantically involved with someone from the college."
"Which would explain why you didn't take Julianne up on her offer to fuck her over the table at the Brew Pub."
"In part. I was also being picky. I was interested in you."
"Wow! Picking me over someone with a body like Julianne is saying something. You really do think I'm beautiful."
We circled up to the grill, "Beautiful and brilliant. Sam, I love you as much for your mind as I love you for your body. I don't make things up or exaggerate. Well, I don't make things up when I'm dealing with the real world." I flipped the salmon, then we headed back into the yard.
Sam continued, "So returning to the original topic, would you fuck Allison or Carolyn if we were all naked on a hike?"
"No."
That seemed to get Sam thinking. We strolled around the yard, looking at my garden and various flower beds.
"Dave?"
"Yes, my dear."
"Here's a twist on that topic. Would you fuck me in front of Allison and Carolyn?"
"Probably not. I prefer my sex to be private."
"You don't think that would be exciting to have someone watch us?"
"Sex as a spectator sport? I haven't given that a lot of thought, but my initial thought is no thanks."
Sam raised my hand and kissed it. I'm not sure what that meant.
She swung around and hugged me, "What a perfect day this has been. Thank you. The evening hasn't even begun yet. I'm looking forward to I lovely dinner with my naked best friend and then some more story research."
"A woman after my own heart." She made me think, "I think you are right. You are the best friend I have. I also have to warn you that men tend to produce less semen as we get older."
"You said that on the hike."
"Which means I may have a hard time having another orgasm. Pun intended. You on the other hand have an unlimited orgasmic capacity and I think we should push that capacity to its limits."
Sam smiled, "So what you are saying is that you intend to have me cumming all night."
"More or less."
She flung her arms out, "Oh, the trials and tribulations I suffer! If you must, you must!" She laughed at herself.
*****
Samantha
