Discontinuity

"Yeah, I've gotta clean up around here," Shane told Ann. "I'll see you tonight!"

"Bye."

Shane hung up the phone rather pleased that he didn't give in to Alicia. Still, a lot could happen between eight and whenever he'd wake up in the morning.

At about seven thirty Shane started getting ready. He was just relieved that he and Ann were able to take care of their problems. He got dressed in his finest and splashed on some cologne. At about seven forty five he was ready, so he left.

At seven forty five Alicia was lying in bed in anticipation, hoping that maybe something would happen. Ann was in the kitchen cooking for dinner. Neither of them could wait.

Alicia walked into the kitchen and approached her mother a little impatiently. "Mom," she began, in typical nervous little kid fashion, "could I eat dinner with you guys tonight? I haven't eaten today...."

Ann smiled but mentally she was disturbed. This would foil her plans for an intimate evening with Shane. Ann had really wanted that, seeing as they had been bickering for the past couple of weeks. Their schedule was argue, fuck. Argue, fuck. She was really tiring of the arguing part, but Shane just refused to grow the fuck up. However, Ann had always prided herself on how she always put her daughter's needs ahead of her own. It wasn't like Shane would never come back. And it wasn't like Alicia was going to be around for a long while.

"Sure," Ann smiled. "I see no reason why not."

"Thank you," Alicia beamed.

Minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Ann answered, knowing full well it would be Shane, but feigning suprise anyhow.

"Shane, hi!"

Shane greeted her and handed her tulips.

"How did you know I like tulips?" Ann questioned. Shane cleared his throat. "Well, my sister loves tulips. I think they're pretty too, so I thought that something pretty like you could appreciate them."

Ann's face reddened a bit. She ushered him inside and sat him at the table in the living room. The table in the living room was circular and there were three chairs. Shane moaned deeply inside, yet he wasn't sure if it symbolized angst or happiness. He knew that seeing Alicia would really fuck with his head. He just wanted her so badly, and he could tell that she felt the same. Fortunately she hadn't showed yet.

Ann was setting the utensils when she excused herself. "I have to go use the bathroom, Shane," she said. "Well, I suppose I approve," Shane replied, not understanding why she told him that and then stood there. She giggled when he said this and scuttled upstairs.

The timing was perfect.

Just as Ann disappeared from view, who should pop out from a corner but Alicia. Alicia was dressed in the same thing she'd been wearing all day, but to Shane it just kept looking better and better on her. "Hi Shane," she greeted him, with that sly look in her eyes that he recognized from earlier in the afternoon. All the passion welled up inside him seemed to erupt when he saw Alicia looking at him like that, he just couldn't take anymore. He managed to suppress his urges, but not before he pinned her up against the wall they were standing by.

Shane felt like he had drawn a blank; one second he was giving an innocent hello to Alicia, the next he had her pressed up against a wall, his hands on hers, their bodies finally touching. Her hard, thrusting tits were held against his muscular chest, her taut stomach against his sturdy abs. Shane felt great warmth in her body and he also felt her breath quicken. He was getting hard. She was getting a little wet. He had no idea what he was doing, but he figured he might as well go with it. Ann wasn't one to just go in a bathroom, use it for what it's for and leave anyway. She was never in there for less than ten minutes doing god knows what.

Shane moved his mouth close to Alicia's ear. "Alicia...I want you so goddamned bad..."

Alicia, regaining her composure looked tensely at Shane and started grinding her hips into his crotch. "Then why don't you do something about it?"

Shane moved his hands down and felt her ass; god, it was so firm. He gently squeezed on her ample rump as she ground her crotch into his. Their eyes burned holes in each other. Shane was so hard, he was amazed he didn't spurt cum all over in his boxers. Alicia was getting wetter by the second. Here she was with the man she wanted in this compromising position. "I want you too," Alicia whispered. "And I want to fuck you. I know you want it just as badly as I do."

"I can't. If Ann found out then-"

She kissed him. Shane felt her lukewarm lips coalesce with his, her soft tongue enter his mouth, her arms fold around his neck. He knew it was wrong, but it was so magnificent, he just had to return it. Their tongues clashed with a smooth and controlled brutality for a period that seemed to both of them beyond the flow of time. Alicia started bucking into him roughly as he held on to her ass tightly. she lept up to wrap her slender legs around his waist and Shane almost felt like he was about to cum. They were dry fucking right there against that wall, not even knowing when Ann would return and they couldn't stop themselves.

"Ann's gonna be back soon," Shane whispered into Alicia's mouth, half of him not caring.

"She can watch you fuck me," Alicia smiled deviously.

There was no way in hell they would have stopped either, their hips bucking into each other in perfect unison, it felt so good. However, soon they heard Ann walking down the stairs. They immediately yet reluctantly disentangled themselves and went in separate paths. Alicia rushed toward the bathroom while Shane sat at the table. He wiped his lips thoroughly, desperately trying to calm his raging erection.

"Hey," Ann smiled, sitting by Shane. Shane had always felt that he was the man with no shame, that he could never blush or even conceive of embarrassment. His nervous smile and clammy hands luckily gave away nothing, but Shane was extremely uncomfortable to say the least.

And awe stricken.

He had never experienced such a terrific kiss, such a congenial epoch consisting of mere minutes. He couldn't even remember what led to that moment, just that he and Alicia had something there. Something precious. He couldn't even remember just how it evolved into that animalistic over-the-clothes fucking session they had. Ann, as close as she was to him, was so far away now. It was all he could do to not drown himself in thought and totally ignore the outside world.

"Have fun?" he asked. Ann looked at him with a look that only a lungfish could have copied. "In the bathroom?" he continued. Then he remembered that Ann didn't know what a damn joke was. Sighing silently, Shane rubbed his hands together. "What are we eating?"

"Nothing, yet," she scolded him. "We have to wait for Alicia."

Now it was his turn to feign surprise. "She's eating with us too?"

"I hope you don't mind," Ann went on, "she just hasn't been eating much."

As she said this, Alicia came in and sat in the remaining chair. She sat down coyly by Shane and they both tried to avoid looking at each other. Ann and Shane carried on a mundane conversation while Shane smoothly moved his hand under the table. It made its way over to Alicia's legs. He rubbed them gently, and she spread them slightly for him. Alicia struggled not to respond, but it became increasingly difficult the farther up his hand went. Her flesh seemed to burn his hand, her thighs were so hot, and the heat intensified as his hand neared her crotch. Shane caressed her inner thighs before he graced her wet panties with his fingertips. She shuddered in pleasure. When Ann looked at her, she went pale. "Cold?" Shane asked with a smile.

"Yeah," Alicia stammered. "That must be it."

"You know, it is a bit chilly," Ann empathized. She got up and walked over to the thermostat to raise the temperature. While Ann had her back turned, Shane slipped his hand behind her cotton panties and he began fingering her unmercifully, his index and middle fingers rubbing her vaginal walls in a frenzy, his thumb rotating on her clit. Alicia let out a gasp and began stuttering.

"I, uh, have to go to the bathroom."

She got up quickly and rushed to the bathroom. Ann sat back down and Shane had a massive grin on his face. "What?" Ann asked, somewhat suspicious. The gears in Shane's mind turned rapidly and he came up with the perfect thing. "She's gone."

Shane leaned over and kissed Ann. Her lips felt so cold now, there was no attraction anymore. Shane feared that he may feel this with any other woman he was with besides Alicia. Still, he clandestinely wiped his hand on his pants, freeing his fingers of Alicia's musky juices, and began groping Ann's breasts. Ann moaned into Shane's mouth and pulled away after a couple of minutes.

"Shane, we can't now," she giggled. "Sorry," he apologized. "I couldn't help it."

Ann smiled, now mentally satisfied that Alicia had made no affect on him.

"Just wait until we're done here," she whispered. Shane acted as though he was disappointed and sat back in his seat. Ann turned around and Shane smelled his fingers; he was entranced. Her nectar smelled so fragrant. He stuck his fingers in his mouth and tasted a faint sweetness. Now he absolutely had to have her, and knowing that she was probably masturbating right now enhanced that greatly. Ann and Shane continued eating in silence. Alicia returned minutes later and sat in front of her food. "Are you alright?" Ann inquired. "Yeah," Alicia responded, risking a glance at Shane. "I'm better now."

Alicia's leg snuck up Shane's slowly, and in response he moved his hand back down to gently rub her thighs. He continually caressed her inner thighs as their legs entwined together. Suddenly Shane felt Alicia's hand on his crotch, stroking him slowly over his pants. He had never done this with Ann. In fact, she wouldn't even try it now, which he was thankful for, but it just went to show how boring she could be. Shane and Alicia continued with this until they all finished dinner. Once they were done, Alicia rose and stretched, her nipples making sharp outlines in her top. "Man, I'm really tired," she commented. "I think I'll go to bed."

"Goodnight," Ann said and Alicia responded with a wave, followed by a lustful look at Shane.

When she disappeared into the hall, Ann leant over and kissed Shane. "Now, where were we?" she asked him. They both got up and Shane lifted her. He carried her like a bride, over to the stairs, up them and into Ann's bedroom. Ann looked up at Shane, thinking of him as her handsome knight who was taking her away to paradise. When they arrived in her room, Shane laid her down on the bed and hovered over her, kissing her lips. Ann swiftly moved her hands down to Shane's pants to pull out his cock, and when she did, he jokingly withdrew from her. "What the fuck?" she protested angrily. "What's the matter, babe?" Shane asked, confused. "You fucking asshole, what is your deal?"

Shane then realized what the problem was. "Oh come on, honey, I was just kidding."

"God, you're never fucking serious."

Shane couldn't help but get a little indignant. "Shit, I knew you had a poor sense of humor, but I didn't think to that degree."

That comment made Ann snap. "Fuck you, you fucking prick," she fumed. "Get the hell away from me. Go home or sleep on the couch or something, but I don't want to see you right now."

"But-"

"Shut up. I'm trying to get some damn sleep."

Shane got up and headed for the stairs feeling half angry and half excited. As he clumsily sauntered down the stairs, Ann called back, "I hope you sleep well; you won't be getting any tonight."

"That's what you think," Shane chuckled to himself, realizing how guilt free what he wanted would be in a situation like this.

Shane's mind was severely tortured as he entered the living room and sat down on the couch. What should he do? Should he risk it for a fling that probably wouldn't last months? Then again, what was there at risk, really? His relationship was falling apart. His entire correlation with Ann could be summed up as seven months of her getting pissed off at his sense of humor. Not to mention how progressively he had gotten annoyed with her stern disposition. The longer he sat there, the more he realized how incompatible they were. He came to the simple conclusion that it wouldn't work anyway.

At least that's what he wanted to think.

Besides, Alicia was nothing short of a goddess. She could give a goddamned eunuch a hard on. After all, as far as he could delve into his thirty nine years of life, he couldn't remember ever laying his eyes on a more alluring woman. And, to top it all of, this hot little vixen was no more than twenty feet away. He looked up at the clock. It was almost ten forty. He had been thinking for a while. Why was he tormenting himself with these thoughts? It was a no brainer. Shane rose and he headed down the hall toward Alicia's room.

The door was open when he arrived, so he stood in the doorway for a while. Alicia was sleeping curled up on her side covered in a silky looking sheet. The sheet greatly accented her vivacious body. Her back was facing him, and he first took notice her rump's two perfect globes beneath the sheet. He slowly approached her and as he did, she turned on her back. He now saw the lacy top of a pink nightie she was wearing, the sheet coming up to the top of her chest. Her hair was fanned out around her head, the blissful look on her slumbering face positively exquisite. She still had on the little make up she wore, and she just looked so breathtaking. Shane lowered his face over her head and smelled her hair; desire filling him even more so and he let out a sigh.

He backed up to the foot of the bed and looked down on her, his eyes moving up and down her godly body. He grabbed the end of the sheet and ever so gently he began to pull down on it. Inch by inch her body was revealed, and when the sheet was finally completely off, he gazed upon her stunning being adorned in that skimpy yet very loose fitting nightie and drank in her perfection. The idea of any man, gay or straight, not lusting over her to him seemed absurd.

Shane carefully knelt over her until he was holding himself right above her, his face inches from hers.

"Alicia."

"Mmm?"

He lowered his whisper even further. "God, I have to have you," he murmured. "I don't care if it's just this once, I need you now."

Alicia lifted her head and kissed him. Their tongues began a battle of manipulated lunacy as Shane placed one hand at the top of her nightie. He descended his hand down to her breasts and he charily groped them over the fabric of her nightie. He rubbed his thumb over the nipples and switched over periodically. Alicia's frigid hands moved down Shane's muscular chest and his well built abs, fondling his upper body. After a while he moved his hand down further, down her smooth stomach gingerly and down to her crotch. He grabbed the nightie and evulsed it up to her midsection. He felt so gratified in between her thighs, even though he wasn't inside her yet. Shane pulled at her cotton panties which were still damp from earlier and pulled until they were down to her shins, then moved his hand back up to her seeping box. He inserted two fingers and thrusted around for a bit until he found her g spot. When he did, he toyed with it until Alicia broke their kiss and thrust her head back into her pillow as far as it would go. She arched her body into Shane and he felt her juices start to flow over his fingers and he started kissing her neck tenderly. Alicia let out gasps that were barely audible as her orgasm tore through her tight little body.

"Fuck....oh god..."

Shane started licking his way down to her crotch and he breathed lightly over her clit. She couldn't help but let out a litle squeal. Shane moved down a bit more and started kissing and licking her knees, moving his way down her inner thighs that he had been having so much fun with during dinner, and finally he reached her dripping cunt. He licked his lips as he breathed more on her vagina and prepared to dive in. Moving his hands down underneath her ass, he began kneading her cheeks as he licked at her puffing and soaking pussy lips. Alicia moaned sensuously as she began pounding her luscious womanhood into his face. His kneading increased in roughness as he covered her cunt with his entire mouth. Alicia's hands moved down her body to the back of Shane's head and they clasped on to his scalp. She was almost comotose, biting her lip vehemently to avoid letting out a scream fit to wake the dead. They both got more and more asperous in their movements until Alicia felt Shane's teeth rub up against her clit. She was overcome by an orgasm even more powerful than the first, her body convulsing before Shane's ravaging mouth. Her legs clamped on his head tightly as she felt the violent shockwaves cleave through her entire nervous system. Her eyes were closed tightly and despite the incredible pleasure she was feeling, no sound could come out except for the occasional rough pant. She clenched her bed sheets tightly, almost ripping them from the impact. Shane's mouth was locked on her pussy, greedily lapping up every ounce of cum she had to offer. She tasted so good in his mouth, he hoped she'd never stop cumming. So did she. When her climax came to a close, Shane moved up her sleek and slender body between her legs and underneath her panties He hurriedly unzipped his fly and pulled down his pants as far as he could. His throbbing member was aching to fill Alicia's sweet wet cunt. When Shane's face reappeared over Alicia's, she hungrily kissed him, his lips coated in her essence. Shane moved his hands back up to her magnificent tits and slowly eased his cock into her. She cried out sharply and wrapped her legs around his waist tightly. All the fantasizing they both had done, the fooling around, the agonizing pretention, all the anguish was poured into this moment. Shane pumped away at her slit as Alicia dug into his back with her nails. They both knew that she was practically screaming bloody murder, but neither of them cared. All they cared about was what they were finally getting to do to each other. Shane wished he could see what they looked like. Alicia screaming with him in between her delicious thighs, her panties around her knees, her legs tightly bound around his waist. Shane's thrusts grew more and more barbaric and Alicia responded with louder wails.

"Oh, fuck me, baby! God, you're so fucking good! Fuck me harder, Shane! Fuck me! Mmmm, you're so big...."

Alicia roughly turned and forced Shaen onto his back so she was riding him. Shane sat up to lick at her tits and fondle her tight ass while Alicia jumped up and down on his thick rod, filled with insane lust. Alicia's soft cunt walls were squeezing on his cock like a vicious vise, milking him for all he was worth. Shane knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

"Oh, baby...you're so goddamn tight..."

Alicia forced Shane down on to his back and started biting into Shane's shoulder as he kissed her neck rabidly. Finally, Alicia felt fierce eruptions throughout her body.

"Shane, I'm cumming! Oh shit!"

When Alicia's delectable juices started gushing down his balls, he exploded into her. Wad after wad, his load splashed into her cervix unrelentingly and it enhanced her already unbelievable climax. Both of them were mentally beside themselves at how amazing this sex was. Neither knew it could feel so good. Shane grabbed Alicia by the hair, pulling her off of his shoulder, and started kissing her maniacally, their mouths virtually fucking. She moaned into his mouth endlessly, and when they finally came down from their orgasms they were totally spent. Alicia laid on Shane's chest and he held her tightly. They kissed softly, transformed back to themselves from the sex hungry beasts they had turned each other into.