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Wicked Wednesdsay #258 — Long Lost Friends

Eliza was more deceptive about Terrence than she was about anything else. Even with Oscar, she had been more forthcoming in a way. But going to Paris with him, and going to see Severine and her new husband was something she had not expected doing.

Or lying about to Rafe.

It was odd how close she had gotten to Severine, considering that Severine was how she found out that Rafe had been seeing other women before they opened their relationship.

Sev and Rafe were still close, but her marriage and pregnancy were things that she was keeping secret from him for the moment.

“It was like making a cake,” Severine said, in her very French accent. “We met, and it was love and marriage and bebe almost instantly!”

Severine’s husband was very doting. Gio was attentive, and could not keep his hands off of his wife. Severine was gorgeous, but pregnancy emphasized all of her curves and made her even more beautiful. She was radiant, and it made Eliza yearn for things she had never yearned for before.

It was startling to her, when she and Severine were alone, when Severine told her she looked radiant.

“You’re in love with Terrence.”

Eliza felt herself flood with heat.

Througout dinner, she had been as close as she could physically be to Terrence. They held hands for the entire time, and Eliza realized that Terrence had been as attentive to her as Gio had been to Severine.

“I do love him.” she confided.

“No, I said in love. You are in love with him. You love me, but you are not in love with me. Does Rafe know?”

Eliza thought Rafe definitely knew. Her secret was safe with Severine, but she was not safe from it. Her eyes were on Terrence even then, unable to look away from him.

To look away from him was to be without the sun…
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Masturbation Monday No. 140 — Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

Nichy gasped, between her legs still felt like Drew had a death grip between them. She could still his fingers inside her. She took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. Her body pulsated with Drew, even though he was not touching her. She looked up into his eyes, she could not see them in his pitch black shades, but he still made her shiver all over.

He pulled her by her arms, almost enough to hurt but he did not hurt her. She knew he would never hurt her for real. He kissed her carefully, and she wrapped her arms about his neck. Pressing herself to him, Nichy rubbed her cheek against his chest and looked up into his eyes.

They looked at each other for a long time, her lips parted, but there was nothing to say. Nichy raised her parted lips to his, and he pulled her close. Smoke enveloped her, as he kissed her and his cigarette was sweet on his mouth. His cigarette, and the whiskey he had been drinking were so sweet. They were not quite drunk, but more than tipsy. Nichy almost slipped until he wrapped his arm about her waist, and pulled her close to him.

She looked up into his eyes, looking so hard for them again that she could not see behind his black shades. Smoke circled her, circled them as they kissed and he grabbed her ass. He held one cheek so hard in his hand, and she wrapped her arms about his neck again. Her body covered his like a shield. Hiding his desire–their desire–on a smoke-filled London street corner, and when she pulled her lips away from his she wondered how many times she would fall in love with him…
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Wicked Wednesday #257 — The Arrest

Eliza lingered over her drink at the table. Terrence touched her hand, and smiled.”Lila has been anxious ever since the arrest of one of our former executives for lining his pockets. I am not sure she must have seen us…” she started, looking at Terence. “She must have seen us together.”

“Getting involved with a colleague is not the same thing as stealing company money. No one gets arrested for that Eliza. She just, it just means we do not work together anymore. I already have a few interviews lined up.”

“You do?”

Terrence nodded, and she looked at him with tenderness. She wanted him to not have to worry about work. He held her hands, and looked in her eyes.

“I am thinking about you now Eliza. I can always get another job, but I cannot get another you…”

Eliza wished they had rented a hotel room, instead of coming to the restaurant.

“I need you,” she whispered, getting up.

“No lunch?”

She looked down at him, and pulled her hand from his even though he did not want to let it go. Looking into his eyes for a long second, before she walked away from the table and sauntered toward the restrooms.

Inside the tiny single bathroom that smelled like bluebells, she saw her face. A hybrid of pain and desire that she was frightened of.

And then Terrence came in behind her.

“How did you know which one I was in–” she started.

He clutched her breasts, and kissed the inside of her neck. Eliza held his hands on her breasts and closed her eyes, her head rolling in response to his kisses.When she opened her eyes, she saw their reflection in the mirror as a selfie she was not going to take.

And it was arresting.
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Masturbation Monday No. 139 — Surreal

Carole made Nichy an offer she could not refuse…

Nichy was going to London for the weekend, and she did not even have to pay for the airfare because her last trip had afforded her the frequent flyer miles that she needed.

So Drew.

This airplane flight did not involve any shenanigans between her and Carole.

Nichy collapsed onto her Carole’s guest bed as soon as she got there. She was tired, and a mess.

But Drew.

She texted him, what was he doing that night.

Hopefully me?

If you were in London lass…

Nichy paused before she texted him.

I were, I mean I AM in London…

Later sprawled under Drew, it was almost nicer than sex, to have his body curled over hers when they had been an ocean apart. But Drew looked like he did when they sexted, except now it looked like insert her in his mirror.

High on his scent, Nichy practically dissolved under him. She did not want to move, because she was afraid she would wake up…

Even though she knew it was not a dream.

They were together, but it felt surreal. Sex between them was always like life and death. Her eyes fell on a Max Ernst print in Drew’s bedroom. She discovered how much he loved art when they were in Paris. His bedroom was filled with prints, and she felt like she was in a museum. Of art, and because of what happened between them on display for private consumption.

They knew what happened between them…

The prints knew, and the mirror knew.

His hand between her legs, clutched her sex for either life or death. She was breathless, as she heard how wet she was as he played with her. Nichy remained still because she did not want him to lose the spot where she was about to burst.

Nichy closed her eyes, and ignored the elephant in the room—the one on the Ernst print, and any others.

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Wicked Wednesday #256 — The Wedding

Eliza walked through the restaurant, like a bride walking down the aisle at her wedding. Everything was white around her, not her though. She was not dressed in white, but she was anxious.She needed to see Terrence, and she had asked him to meet her at a restaurant fairly close to her job because she barely had time to come out because of a huge project she was working on…

But she needed to see him.

He stood right up from his seat, when she reached him, and squeezed her hand like a kiss. She felt suffused with heat, from their simple touch and proximity.

Ever since that surreal moment, when Lila told her that it was necessary to downsize and that she needed to let Terrence go, she had felt overwhelmed. But now next to him, him even just touching her hand, even with just that she felt less anxious.

He pulled out her chair, for her to sit, and then took her hand in his again. They did not talk for the longest time, but gazed into each other’s eyes for a long time. Every time it looked like one of them was going to speak, they smiled and squeezed the other’s hand tighter.

Before finally she knew what she wanted to say, Eliza saw Lila walking into the restaurant. She did not want to catch Lila’s gaze, but she did, because there was nothing to hide.

Lila strode over to her table purposefully.

“Don’t you have a project to work on Eliza?”

Eliza swallowed, and squeezed Terrence’s hand tighter as Lila looked over them reprovingly.

“I believe it is lunchtime Lila?” she smiled tightly at her colleague.

“I guess that there is no way to save you from yourself, is there?”

Lila turned on her heel, as realization came over Eliza like a bride’s veil.

She and Terrence looked at each other, smiles swept from their faces. They had been exposed professionally and personally–but they did not let go of each other’s hands…
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Masturbation Monday No. 138 — Red

Camden was even more colorful than Nichy remembered. She walked along its Lock, and saw Drew tucked away in a bar that was colored red, it was all red inside. She ran–was she with Carole?–through a throng of people. Drew had just turned, when she leaped and wrapped her legs about him. Drew’s skin was red, her legs were red and the music about them was like an additional heartbeat inside of her body.She wanted Drew inside of her body.

She kissed him, that sweet spot on her own neck on his, because she hoped that it would make him as wild as her. He moaned softly, and smacked her bottom and it felt like he had smacked her between her legs the way she throbbed there after his touch.

“You want it here then? Right here?” His accent was like sex, when he talked to her. She ground herself against him. “You filthy girl, people might be able to see.”

“Then make sure they don’t? Unless you are scared?”

The front of the bar was red, and so all of their parts were bathed in red, his lips, his throat. The top of her breasts, and her nipple when he slipped his finger just inside her bodice. They turned toward each other, pressed so close together, she almost could not breathe. Not from their proximity, but from the anticipation. Her lips parted, a Pavlovian response when she heard his zipper. Drew fingered her to see if she was wet, she smirked and saw her lips shift red beneath her nose. He fingered her, even though there was no need to. She had been ready for him when she wrapped her legs about him. She reached for him, for his shaft outside of his pants. Played with it, because she coveted it.

He was hard, she was wet, she looked down briefly and saw him hard and red between them. She closed her eyes, as he moved his fingers from her.

Red with lust.

Red with rage.

Behind her eyes was red, when she realized she had been dreaming. Her hand between her thighs was red, as she realized she had finger fucked herself in her sleep.

She wanted Drew even more now…
I wrote two flash pieces that stayed with me, and inspired this dream for Nichy. You can read them here, and here.
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Wicked Wednesday #255 — Strangers

Still curled up by the dresser on the floor, Eliza stared at her phone, her words to Terrence making her eyes water.I love you.

She remembered when they were strangers, she had not even liked him when they met. But secretly, even though she disliked him, she was aware that he was attractive. Speaking fluent French on his cell phone, she studied him and then looked away. She remembered being with him in Paris, her French was not native like his even though it was strong.

Eliza could not believe after the big talk up about how he was going to expand business for the company, the next thing she knew was the click of her heels walking out of his office, after she had let him go.

Eliza had had sex with four men in Paris, Terrence was the last one, and the hold he had on her now was like nothing she had ever known. She had not expected to fall in love with him, and it made her feel vulnerable and scared as a tear splashed on the screen of her phone, and made the word love look like a rainbow drop.

I love you.

Terrence had texted her back, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

When they kissed for the first time, it felt like liquid fire between her legs and she knew that she had hidden her desire for him from herself.

Because she liked men who told her no, men who made it hard. But Terrence had not really been that hard. It had all been a front to hide that he wanted her, and that he wanted to pretend that he did not because it would not have been okay at work for them to act on their feelings.

But what had felt more natural than lying under him, when he was first kissing her? Their first kisses were liquid fire, and she thought she would ignite.

Like she did now, the sun in the distance illuminating their love and she was not sure what they were going to do now that they were covered in love…
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Masturbation Monday No. 137

Nichy stumbled into her apartment much later that day, texts from Tyler and Drew had kept her attention for most of the day at work. Tyler texted that he was sad he was not there. I miss you, I want to be with you, see you soon…And from Drew…I miss you, I want to be inside you, when am I going to see you?

With Tyler her texts were sweet. Miss you too, sad you are not here, see you very soon.

With Drew it was: I miss you, I want you inside me, I want you to come inside me, I want your come all over me, I want to go to London now…

Come to London. Come now...he texted back to her.

You want me to come now?

Yeah, of course I want you to bloody come.

Maybe I can come in New York for you?

Pause.

Face Time call coming in.

Drew on an angle, lying on his bed on her screen.

“Why aren’t you hard?” she panted at the screen.

“Don’t you want to see my pretty face?” he questioned with a smile, and pursed lips.

“Yeah, but I want to see your pretty dick too!”

Nichy slammed the door behind her, and threw her things onto her couch. Missing, she did not care. She held her phone with one hand, and slipped her hand up behind her back to unsnap her bra, and she made a show of pulling it from the front of her dress.

“And how about your pretty tits? And that pretty cunt?”

Nichy laughed, her cheeks hotter than being to close to a stove, and threw herself onto her couch, pulled her dress up and pulled the crotch of her thong to the side. Pretty cunt revealed. Then she pulled her breasts out and up over the bodice of her dress.

Everything on view.

His pretty dick was hard when she looked at the phone. So into her show for him, she did not see see him on his mattress and his very pretty dick exposed at first.

She closed her eyes and she could taste him, and caressing her nipples, she came and she had not even touched herself down there…
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Wicked Wednesday #254 — Nature

Eliza tossed and turned in bed, her legs were cool as they slipped from under the blanket. Rafe did not even stir as she moved about in the bed. He was used to her being a wild sleeper.It was not in her nature to sleep still, and it was not in her nature to be able to sleep when there was something on her mind.

Terrence.

Her feet and legs were even cooler as she padded across the bare wooden floor of their bedroom, and fished her phone out of her bag. There were no messages from Terrence, and against her better judgment…against her nature more so than anything else, Eliza pressed the home key and the Messages icon.

The home button lingered under her finger like fire, and she began to type like it.

I know that you probably do not want to hear from me, but I have not stopped thinking about you, and I want you to know that we were both blindsided here and that I had no idea…

And I miss you already.

Always…

She placed the phone on the dresser, and was going to walk away…until she saw Terrence’s name on the screen.

Cannot sleep, missing you and thought I would never hear from you again.

Eliza pressed the phone in her hands as if it was Terrence there, she would have crushed him as much as she could in a hug if she could have held him.

I know that you did not know, I know everything and even more so that I miss you Eliza…

She slumped in the corner with the phone, stealing a look at Rafe still on the bed and breathless with emotion and wondering what to write Terrence…finally…

I love you.
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Masturbation Monday No. 136 — Pretty

That was pretty what you sent.Nichy stared at the text that Drew sent her, and closed her eyes.

She and Carole went to Carole’s place since it was late, and Carole was the closest one from JFK. They both giggled about what had happened on the plane, and the overwrought flight attendant, who looked like she more wanted to join them more than looking upset.

“When are you going to see Drew again, after that show that you put on for him? Because what happened on the plane was not about me. I was just part of the show–but I got off so I don’t care.” Carole shot over her shoulder, standing at her bar.

Nichy bit her lip. What Carole said was true, what happened on the plane was all just a show for Drew. And she was not sure if she was ever going to see him again.

He was just a fluke. He was just someone she met, and there was no way that she was going to be able to sustain what had happened. Even a fire as hot as theirs was, that made her feel parched now in New York, while he was in London was fully extinguished.

Tyler was away on a business trip. It was the worst timing that his trip overlapped with hers. Because she did not even have him to distract her, to remind her what she really wanted.

Stability.

Graham had not been to see her for awhile either, and maybe that was because he wanted stability and she could not give him that. They had had it together, for a small time before they did not.

But now Drew…

Carole handed her a glass of wine, and Nichy spilled some on her coat and suitcase and they laughed.

“Need something stronger?” Carole quipped.

“No!”

She wanted Drew.

I always want to be pretty for you…

Nichy texted him back, and stared at her screen because it showed the moving dots that meant he was typing.

“Drew?”

Nichy looked up at Carole with a grin.

You are pretty amazing love, pretty bloody amazing.

Nichy gasped as a picture of her in bed showed up on her screen.

Took this because I could not help myself. It was early morning, I was about to make breakfast even though I had just sampled the most scrumptious morsel between your legs and you were stretched out in bliss and you know how that ended…

His text broke up into two parts, and Nichy smiled.

Yeah, we did not have breakfast…have you had breakfast yet?

It was breakfast time in London.

Yeah, had a good wank thinking about your pretty cunt.

Nichy felt fire race through her cheeks, and wondered if maybe they were sustainable when she could still feel him inside her pretty cunt…
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