Summer Surprise Pt. 02

"Spending the last few weeks with him have made me realize he was everything they said he was and more. Only someone special could begin to heal my heart after my husband died, and I think I've found that someone special."

Elaine smiled at her. "Thank you, and you're right. We have a close bond and I appreciate you telling me you won't hurt him."

It appeared as though a weight had been lifted from Elaine's shoulders.

They were among the last people in the restaurant as it prepared to close. After settling the bill, they walked back to the theater. Monica drove Chloe home in her car. Matt transported everyone else back to where they were staying, dropping Elaine and Dianne at Chloe's before heading to his apartment with his mother and Beth.

Monica and Chloe had disappeared into Chloe's bedroom and closed the door before Dianne and Elaine got to the apartment.

"Would you like a nightcap or anything to drink before bed, Elaine?" Dianne asked.

"No, it's late tonight. I'm pretty tired. Us old folks you know."

"I know you weren't planning on spending the night when you came today. I stopped and got a toothbrush for you. Is there anything else I can get you before you retire?"

"I actually carry a toothbrush and small bottle of mouthwash with me. A habit I got into in as a professional cock sucker."

"You shouldn't run yourself down. You did what was necessary to survive when you were between a rock and a hard place. Prostitution is commonly an occupation people are forced into by circumstances beyond their control."

"You know, don't you?"

"About you and Matt, yes. He told me on our first real date together. He thought it might make a difference in whether I'd continue to see him. It didn't and wouldn't. You had no idea who each other were."

"We almost had sex twice after we knew. We were lucky."

"I understand. It's hard to avoid sexual intimacy once the emotional and physical bonds have formed. Believe me, I know. I've been lucky too. Last night, I practically threw myself at Matt despite wanting to wait until I was over my late husband. He was stronger than I was and told me he wanted to wait a month so I was certain I was ready. It was incredibly fortunate that your brother was honorable enough not to take advantage of me, or I may have done something I would regret. I am grateful that he has never once done anything I would consider to be less than noble and decent, despite numerable opportunities to do so."

Elaine went up to Dianne and hugged her. "Thank you, and I'm so happy it's you he's falling in love with and not some bimbo."

"Chloe is right about another thing. You're not going to find a man like Matt if you're not looking. Not even looking as much as being open to the possibility. I've known two men in my life who I consider to be good men. I know more of them are out there. I can't have found the only two."

Elaine smiled. "Believe me, I found a whole lot more than two who weren't great shakes as humans, let alone men."

"Don't you think that's partly because of what you were doing? If you participate in seedy activities you're bound to meet sleazier characters than if you engage in more wholesome pursuits which allow you to meet a better class of people. I think your outlook on humanity has been clouded by the lowlifes you met in your previous profession. Perhaps if you socialize with an entirely different set of people you'll find some that aren't all bad."

"Perhaps you're right. My first impressions of Matt would have been just another jock who wanted his bell rung for twenty bucks. He certainly had a lot more depth than I expected when he walked into the room waving his Andrew Jackson around?"

"Is Andrew Jackson a prostitutes professional term for a cock?"

Elaine laughed. "No. It's a term for a twenty, like Benjamins is a term for hundreds."

"I asked because Matt's is certainly big enough to wave around."

"So despite not having sex, you've seen it."

"Oh yes, and handled it as well. It's quite impressive. I don't know how I'm going to fit him in my mouth once we finally start having oral sex. I told him oral sex was off the table until we have intercourse because once that starts sex will inevitably follow. So for now it's hands only. I'm beginning to think we should even limit that as much as possible or I'll never make it a month."

"I didn't last the night," Elaine said. "It was only supposed to be a blow job, but I desperately wanted to fuck once I spent a little time with him. Normally, I don't. I could count on one hand the number of men I had sex with after I decided to specialize in blow jobs for college students, and two of those don't count because they raped me."

Dianne put her hand on Elaine's shoulder and pulled her in for another hug.

"You've had a tough life and I'm sorry. But I'm also glad you're out of it now and have your family back. I hope the rest of your life turns out much better than the first part did."

"You know, in a way, part of me wants to hate you, but that's going to be very difficult to do."

"Good," Dianne said, "because I don't want to hate you at all."

They finished brushing their teeth and headed to the bedroom. Dianne took out two pajama tops and offered one to Elaine to sleep in. They quickly changed and climbed into bed after turning out the light.

"You know, there's a trick involved in giving oral sex to large cocks," Elaine said.

"What is it?"

"Do you have a somewhat lifelike dildo?"

"Yes, and it's seen a lot of use lately."

"Turn on the light again and give it to me."

Dianne did as asked, turning on the bedside lamp and pulling the dildo from her drawer.

"Is it clean?" Elaine asked after receiving it.

"It doesn't go back in the drawer until I've washed it."

"Okay. The first time you suck Matt, you'll want to hang your head over the edge of the bed like this."

Elaine demonstrated, lying on her back and leaning her head over the edge of the bed.

"You see how this straightens the throat, taking a lot of the curve out of it?"

"Yes."

"This is a good way to do it until you get used to sucking a larger cock, and if he's really hard it might be the only way to handle it. You may not have to do this every time, especially if it's got a little bit of flexibility.

'The trick is to swallow while you're trying to get it down. It helps overcome the gag reflex. Just keep swallowing. Not only is it suppressing the tendency to gag, it's also helping it move down your throat, without having to be rammed down there, which some men will do whether you want it or not. Matt won't, don't worry about that, but generally speaking. Watch now."

Elaine slid the dildo directly into her mouth and down her throat. She moved it back and forth several times so Dianne could see her throat moving over the dildo as it slid down. There was no gagging or gasping. Elaine sucked on the dildo for fifteen or twenty seconds, then pulled it out, slurping as she withdrew it.

"It helps to get in a breathing rhythm which works in conjunction with the thrusting. You might want to keep your hands on his thighs or hips to help get him in the rhythm of your breathing."

"Does it feel as strange to you as it does me that you're teaching me how to suck your brother's cock?"

Elaine laughed. "Oh, yes. It's definitely out there. Don't tell him I taught you."

"Do you believe I should just let him think I became a proficient cock sucker all on my own?"

"Tell him your husband showed you what to do."

"Because my husband was such a proficient cock sucker?"

Elaine laughed again. "Tell him you watched a YouTube video because you were wondering how to handle his extra large trouser snake."

"Yeah, I could tell him that. They probably do have an instructional video."

"Okay, you try it. Remember to swallow, swallow, swallow."

Dianne got on the bed in the same position. She wondered if she should be starting on something smaller, but it had certainly looked easy when Elaine did it.

She tried doing the same thing and started gagging right away.

"Too fast. Go slower. I had a lot of practice before I could go that fast."

Dianne tried again. Going slower, she got more down this time before feeling like she was choking. She pulled it out and went again. Ten minutes later, after a few fits and starts, Dianne was doing a decent job of mimicking Elaine, though not as smoothly. When she pulled the dildo out of her mouth it was substantially messier, sloppy with saliva, but okay.

"There you go. Keep practicing, and you'll find it won't be bad at all."

"Five minutes of practice each night before I use it," Dianne said, "should get it wet enough to use without needing lube. I have to admit I haven't had to use much lube at all lately."

"How long has it been since you've gotten laid?"

"About two years now. Robert was deployed for about seven months before he was killed."

"Shit! No wonder you threw yourself at Matt."

"Yeah. Even this thing gathered a lot of dust. I wasn't much interested in sex after Robert died. I maybe masturbated three times before dating Matt. Now it's practically a nightly occurrence."

"I know what you mean. I haven't felt much like sex either."

Dianne got up and washed her toy before returning it to her bedside drawer and turning the lights off again. She got into bed and sought out Elaine's hand for a gentle squeeze, then continued holding it.

"You'll find someone that will make you need to masturbate in order to keep from having sex with them. I'm sure of it. You're a beautiful woman and someone will love you in a way you feel you don't deserve. You will deserve it. Let it happen."

Elaine smiled in the dark. Her brother was in good hands. She curled up and went to sleep, Diane's hand still in hers.

******

Dianne called Matt the next morning to let him know that they were awake so he could come over. She told him she was making pancakes for everyone, with Elaine's help, so he should bring a gallon of orange juice with him.

"Be careful," Matt said. "She told me she burned toast."

"I heard that," Elaine shouted. "I also told you the toaster was broken. Mom's been teaching me how to be a better cook."

Matt laughed in the background. "We'll be there in thirty, no forty minutes, if I'm bringing orange juice. Plan accordingly."

Chloe stuck her head out of her bedroom door, Monica peeking around Chloe. Neither of them appeared dressed. "What's all the shouting about out here?"

"Pancake breakfast in forty minutes roughly. Be out here if you're hungry."

"I'm famished," Chloe said. "Good sex is hard work."

"We wouldn't know," Elaine said. "We weren't up half the night fucking."

"Not my fault. You had access to as many cunts as I did."

Dianne laughed. "That's true, but you have to make allowances for the cock lovers who didn't have one available."

"It's why girl sleepovers are so much better for me than you," Chloe said. "Come on, Monica. Forty minutes still gives us time for a quickie before we have to become presentable."

They had a glimpse of her pushing Monica toward the bed before the door closed.

"Nothing much has changed I see," Elaine said. "Is Chloe still going through two a month?"

"She was. I have a feeling Monica might be more permanent. There seemed to be a spark of something more last night than I usually see. We'll know for sure if she brings Monica home to meet the parents. Matt said she hasn't done it with any of her girls so far."

"Chloe is an extremely talented individual, but her social life has been a total mess lacking any permanence whatsoever."

"She's still young. I don't think there's a rush."

"Not if this doesn't become a permanent pattern for her life. Better than mine, I guess. I measured my social life in minutes."

"You're so bad."

Elaine laughed. "I'll mix the batter if you make the bacon and sausage. Do we want to stick blueberries or something in the batter?"

"I got both blueberries and strawberries, why don't we just put them in a bowl to spoon over the pancakes, since I don't know what everyone will want. This was they can even have both. I set the blueberries in the fridge to thaw yesterday afternoon."

"Sounds like a plan."

They worked well together in the kitchen, avoiding collisions even when they seemed inevitable, a side step or duck bring them out of harms way. After thirty-five minutes, Chloe and Monica were in the kitchen helping set the table.

"Your table only seats four comfortably," Monica said. "Do we want to eat in shifts or what?"

"Put three more place settings on the coffee table in the living room. We can still talk to one another," Chloe said. "Dianne, do you want me to cut up the strawberries?"

"Sounds great. Thanks."

By the time the others had arrived, they had a stack of fifteen pancakes started and five more on the griddle. The counter was laden with syrup, bacon, sausages, and fruit. Elaine told everyone to grab three pancakes and breakfast meat and get started.

"Save three slices of bacon for me and one sausage link. Other than that, I don't care how much you eat."

Matt came up behind his sister and rubbed her shoulders. "How did your night go?"

"It went well. Dianne's going to be good for you."

"I think so too. She's a good person."

"Better than you deserve," Elaine replied. "Sit down and eat. I'll let you finish that later."

He laughed, kissed Dianne on the neck, sat down and started in on some pancakes with strawberries and blueberries.

It was a good mix of people, everyone chatted amicably, and there was a lot of laughter. Even Monica was fully engaged in the conversation almost as if she'd known everyone for years. When breakfast was finished, Beth and Georgina washed and dried the dishes, while Matt put them away. Afterward, everyone gathered in the living room. Matt sat behind Elaine and finished rubbing her neck and shoulders, then offered to do the same for everyone else, including Monica, Beth and Georgina.

"I forget how good that feels," Georgina said. "You should teach Beth how to do it. She's got strong fingers."

"How long has Matt been doing that for people?" Dianne asked.

"Since he was fifteen or sixteen. He just started doing it and he was good at it. I think it's one of the reasons he decided to go into physical therapy."

"You haven't felt anything until you've gotten an all over body massage," Chloe said, "though I suppose it would be weird if he did it for you, Georgina. Dianne, have you gotten one yet?"

"Not yet. Maybe after next weeks movie night."

"If I can talk Monica into letting a guy touch her, maybe Matt will throw in one for her one too, if Dianne has no objection."

Dianne smiled at her. "What movie should we watch next week, Chloe?" she asked.

"I'm thinking 'Pulp Fiction'. Quentin Tarantino glorifies violence a little too much for my taste, but nobody in Hollywood is doing dialogue any better than he is, and 'Pulp Fiction' is the best example of that I can think of. There are seven or eight scenes where the dialogue is just perfect."

"Good one," Matt said. "Satisfies my need for gratuitous violence as well."

"I was thinking of you when I suggested it. However, you're going to have to watch 'The Philadelphia Story' with me at some point in recompense. Another Kate Hepburn classic, though Jimmy Stewart got the Oscar."

"It sounds fun," Beth said. "I wish you guys lived a little closer."

"Why don't the three of you plan to come some Friday and stay a couple of nights so you can do a movie night with us," Dianne said. "I've had a lot of fun with all of you and we'd love to have you stay with us again."

"You don't want an old fuddy-duddy like me coming and spoiling all your fun," Georgina said.

"I'm not sure we can call you a fuddy-duddy any longer, Georgina. I think your fuddy-duddy days went out the window last night when you admitted to having sex with Laverne," Chloe said, putting her arm around Monica. "Maybe I can get some tips from you about pleasing a woman. I'd like to keep this one happy."

"Why do I think I'm going to resent ever letting that little piece of info slip out?"

"I told you I would change the names of the guilty," Chloe said. "You don't have to fear anything from me. I'd keep an eye on Beth though. She looks sneaky enough to resort to blackmail or extortion." She put a mock glare on her face as she looked at the culprit.

"Fine. I won't use it against her. It is a fun piece of information though."

"I'd remind you to listen to your mother. You won't meet much better people than your mother, fuddy-duddy or not."

"On that note, for which I gratefully thank you, Chloe, we'd better get going. It's a two hour drive back. I really enjoyed your play and I'm looking forward to seeing what else you come up with."

"Don't be surprised if you find yourself and Laverne in the next one, if I keep up the lesbian theme, though I'm thinking I need to move on from that so I don't repeat myself. Perhaps a diner, general people watching theme. I'll have to think about it. I have some ideas I need to mull over"

"Did Christopher ever know you'd been with a woman?" Elaine asked.

"I doubt it. I never told him. Never left any incriminating information around." Georgina chuckled. "Wouldn't that have blown his gasket. Maybe when I go in to get the divorce papers signed, I'll go with a woman. Make him think he never could satisfy a woman and that's why he was attracted to kids."

"Hell yeah," Monica said. "I'll sign up for that one. Chloe told me what happened."

"Aren't you a little young for me," Georgina said.

"At least I'm of legal age," Monica said. "It might get his goat even more, plus he doesn't know me. Dianne is the only one of the rest of us who could pull it off, and she might not be as comfortable as I am role playing it."

"I don't know," Matt said, going into a falsetto voice, "You're going to make me cum, Yolanda. Keep doing that."

They all laughed again. "Okay, maybe she could pull it off."

Dianne hugged everyone warmly before they left. Matt stayed.

"If you're going to stay, cowboy, it's a study night," Dianne said.

"I brought my books. I'm prepared."

"I'd better go," Monica said, "I didn't bring my books and I've got a term paper due on Friday." She kissed Chloe. "Thank you for including me in the madness. I had a great time."

"As did I, dahling," Chloe said, flicking a pantomimed cigarette. "You're welcome here any time. I shall trash all my current girlfriends. From now on, you're numero uno."

Monica gave her another kiss with a little more heat, before she left.

"Well?" Matt asked.

"I think I'm in love."

"That was quick," Dianne said.

"When you know, you know."

"Isn't that peachy. We've all got partners now," Matt said.

"Yes, we do," Dianne said. "It's extremely peachy, I should know, since I'm from Georgia."

******

Over the next several weeks, Matt and Dianne grew much closer. More often than not, they spent their evenings together, but Matt still refused to cross the line he'd set. Accordingly, they saved their biggest misadventures for Friday and Saturday nights, when they would caress each other to orgasm before falling asleep in each other's arms. The rest of the week, they would study together, curled up next to each other on the couch. Afterward, they often canoodled, as Dianne called it, but kept those sessions relatively brief and tame, by avoiding direct genital contact and the removal of any clothes. Despite this, they were both aroused by even the briefest of contacts and usually had to end those evenings masturbating alone. As a joke, they would remind each other to use their right hand instead of their left before they parted ways.

On those nights, Dianne would use her dildo to practice her fellatio skills, just as Elaine had taught her, and she rapidly mastered swallowing the whole thing. Once satisfied with her practice, she'd pound the dildo into her pussy until she had two or three orgasms, sometimes using a small vibrator as well.