The Game Ch. 05

She jumped then, as though she hadn't noticed, and then made room for me, moving her fingers away to take care of other needs. Suddenly it was just me. My fingers wet and slippery with her juices, her body sliding up and down my hand. I couldn't believe how it felt, one hand in her, one in myself, both bodies moving in unison. She felt more slippery than me, and it was strange to not actually feel what my finger was doing to her, the way I could with mine. It was wonderful though, and I bent to my task, blind to anything else.

She had to ask me twice in the end, before I took any notice.

"May I, Heather?"

"Huh?"

"What you are doing for me. May I return the favour?"

"Oh, God, would you?"

"I'd like to."

"Oh, please."

"Okay, but hold on." She gently removed my hand then, and turned to face me, so we could both reach. We could look in each other's eyes, too. "You sure about this, Heather?"

"Yeah, I'm... you've done this before, haven't you?"

"Yeah, I have. I didn't feel I needed to mention it. It's just an occasional thing. I like a hard cock in there generally."

"M-me too."

"You do this occasionally?"

"No, no. I like hard cocks. Fat ones."

"Oh. Yeah."

"Mmhmm..."

"Heather, this is just... Well, friends. Best of friends. But not lovers, right?"

"Right. Absolutely."

"Not like with Mike?"

"Huh? Oh. No. No, this isreally just sex, right?"

"Just checking. You don't have the goods, Heather."

"Goods?"

"Fat cock."

"Oh, right. You neither."

"Right. Now kiss me."

We didn't talk any more. Instead, our hands wandered over each other. I was spellbound when her hand appeared between my legs, moved my own hand away, and took over. I'd had boys do this before, but this was different somehow. Different and lovely.

Now that we were facing together, nothing took very long. A few minutes later, our lips, breasts, and groins rubbing together, Annie started to talk as we neared the peak. She spoke in a way that I'd never heard from her before, dirty talk, harsh and direct, and then, when she went silent, I knew she was there. Her body went stiff, and she hissed wordlessly. I bit her lower lip gently, and we were both overcome by orgasm. Long and hard, we both came, gasping and groaning together, rubbing skin, crushing breasts.

Somehow we were separate together, and we each reacted in our own way, eventually rolling apart, and panting, lying on our backs, completely exhausted.

It was a few minutes before either of us spoke, both tied up in our own thoughts. As usual, the first words came from Annie.

"Hey, Heather, do you think Steve is back?"

"Nah, too early."

"So it's safe?"

"Relatively. What is?"

"The hallway. I gotta pee."

"Oh."

"Yeah, what do you think?"

"Should be fine, Annie."

"Race you, Heather."

We both leapt from the bed together, and stumbled down the hallway to the bathroom. Annie beat me to the door by an instant, and claimed the toilet. I waited outside. She didn't take long, and when she finished, she called me in. I thought she'd leave, but she didn't, sitting on the side of the bath instead. I thought I'd be shy, but I just didn't seem capable of that any more, so I plonked myself down on the toilet and got rid of the beer.

"You know," she started, not even waiting for me to finish. "You are very sexy."

"Thanks Annie. So are you."

"Yeah. Listen, I wanted to tell you something."

"Oh, yeah, okay. You don't have a shyness gene, do you?"

"Huh?"

"I'm trying topee here, Annie."

"And you can't do that and talk?"

"Well, obviously Ican. Iam."

"Well then."

"Yeah, okay. So tell me."

"Yeah, well..."

Just then there was a bang as Steve arrived home. We looked at each other.

"He's going to come straight in here, Annie."

"Yeah. You better finish."

"I have."

"Come on then."

"What now?"

"He needs a kiss, Heather."

"A kiss? No fuckingway!"

"Oh,come on."

"You chicken? Just akiss. I don't want to fuck him."

"Kiss?"

"Yeah."

"You promise, Annie?"

"Yeah, but hurry."

We leapt up from the toilet and the bath, and ran out the open door, both giggling helplessly, and literally ran into Steve, who stood, shocked, as we ran up to him, and kissed him simultaneously, on both of his cheeks.

"Night, Steve," Annie whispered.

"Night, Steve," I repeated in his other ear.

"Bathroom's free, Steve."

"Just."

We ran from him, laughing again. He didn't move a muscle, and we ran through my bedroom door, and slammed it behind us.

We leapt back into bead, and pulled the covers up over both our heads.

"My God, I'll never be able to show my face again!"

"Nonsense. You'll have some street cred now, Heather. He'll tell everyone. Of course, no one will believe him."

"I hope not."

"You enjoyed it."

"I did."

"So there."

"Yeah, yeah. Annie, you started to tell me something."

"I did?"

"You know you did."

"Like what?"

"Now how in Hell should I know?"

"Okay, well, Heather, seeing as we are nice and private here."

"Under the blankets."

"Yeah, that."

"Well, hmmm... Can we get ready to sleep?"

"Huh? What about thething?"

"Tell you then."

"Very secretive."

"Yeah, you know me, Heather. I like to make an entrance."

We pulled the blankets off our heads, straightened things out a bit, and spooned together again. This time Annie was behind me, and she had a hand on my hip. I could feel her breath on my neck, and loved the feel of her body behind mine.

"Okay, Entrance Girl. Go for it."

She lifted her head then, behind me, and brought her mouth up close to my ear. She drew in a sharp breath, and then spoke, very quietly, in a deep voice "The game's over. Thanks for playing."

I spun in the bed, stunned beyond belief, and looked her in the eyes.

"You?"

"Yes, me. Is that alright?"

"I... I'm a little stunned."

"I thought you might be."

"I'd assumed..."

"It was a man. Yes, I know Heather."

"Yeah. But... The knife?"

"Yep."

"And the... you were the vampire?"

"I was."

"You took the photos?"

"Yeah, I did. You like?"

"I... but Annie. Oh, God, that wasyou down there with your tongue?"

"Yeah, it was."

"But... why?"

"Well, you were... in a rut, Heather."

"I... Yeah, but..."

"And I thought maybe if I could bring a little excitement to your life you could move on."

"Oh, but the...wow."

"Yeah."

"I'm worried now though, Heather."

"You are?"

"Yeah. Mostly that you'll throw me out of this bed."

"No, no. Ah... you...want me?"

"Huh? No, no. Well, like tonight, sure. Not like lovers. No."

"No?"

"No. Truly."

"So you did this forme?"

"Yeah, absolutely. I was a bit stunned when I found you in the shower with Mike. I wondered if you needed much more help."

"But still you did the vampire thing."

"I wanted toscare you again. You got so excited in the park."

"I did. You could tell?"

"You have a... scent."

"Is it that obvious?"

"Nah. I think I must be sensitive to it."

"So... Annie, I'm stunned."

"Yeah."

"So, are we... still..."

"Friends? I sure hope so."

"Yeah. I do too."

"Well then, we must be."

"Yeah, I guess. You really think... Mike and I?"

"Yeah, I do. Who knows where it could go."

"You never liked Ray?"

"Never, admittedly."

"Then your judgement, Annie, might just be better than mine. I thought he waswonderful. For a while."

"Perhaps you couldn't see for... never mind."

"No, no. Tell me.

"Well, for thepanties."

"Pardon?"

"It was the only nice thing he ever did. And he did it sooften."

"You're jealous." I was grinning at her now.

"Oh, yeah. That's it. Annie needs an asshole in her life. Yep."

"Ha ha. Oh, my God, Annie, thank you."

"It's alright?"

"Better than."

"Really, Heather? I was so worried."

"You know, you stress too much. Maybe you need some excitement in your life."

"Don't you get ideas."

"I'll be good. If you kiss me, and hold me while we go to sleep."

"I can do that."

"Good."

I kissed her then, gently, but firmly, and turned back over. Annie snuggled nicely in behind me.

"Night Heather."

"Night Annie. God, I hope Mike's back tomorrow."

"He'll be here. Relax."

"Wonder what Steve will say to him?"

We were silent for a while. For once I spoke first.

"Hell of anentrance."

"It was my best work."

Our bodies shook with laughter again. Eventually we calmed down enough for the tiredness and alcohol to take over, and fell asleep.