Thank You, Cathy

Cathy asks her BF for a special favor

Carol

I was a bit surprised when Cathy asked me if I could make my home available to her friend, Larry. He's her tax accountant and financial advisor. It seems they met at a kayak and canoe club a few years ago. Cathy had been a long-time member and when Larry joined, they formed a friendship. Nothing more, she emphasized.

"Would I be mixing business with pleasure?" she inquired. "Trust me, the thought has crossed my mind several times. I've been single for a long time and there are days when .... ah, ... well, you know."

"I know exactly what you mean. I go through a lot of batteries," I replied with a chuckle.

"Aren't we a pair. Anyway, he's 6' 2", dark hair, hazel eyes, just a couple of years younger, divorced with no children, nice body, and have I mentioned, handsome?"

"Just how did I figure in on this Greek God of yours?"

"Well, during one of our canoeing trips we were partners and during our chats I mentioned that I had moved from Annapolis several years ago. He mentioned that it was a place he had wanted to visit and I told him I had a friend there and he could possibly stay there if it was ok with you. I told him you were my age, attractive, and had a great pool and hot tub. He was thinking a long weekend like over the July 4^th."

"If you think he's not an ax murderer," I replied, "then I don't see why not."

"Thanks, Carol, you are the best. I'll let him know and we can work out the details. I'm sending you a photo right now. I think you two will hit it off and I hope you'll have ah ... memorable weekend."

"That's a bit of a stretch, girlfriend but we shall see."

"Just be open to the possibility is all I ask."

I first met Cathy several years ago when she walked into my 3^rd grade classroom with her son, Andy. She was the new physical ed teacher and my 3^rd grade son, Eric, would be in her class.

We developed a close friendship while driving together twice a week up and down the interstate an hour & half each way, twice a week while we were getting our Masters.

Cathy and I shared the love of the outdoors and that included camping, hiking, and anything water related, although neither of us had a boat. Our families had cookouts and even camped a few times. My husband, Steve, shared my enthusiasm but I never felt that Cathy's husband, Paul, felt the same. That became evident a few years later when they divorced.

During our long drives, our girl talk became deeper and we shared our histories, our hopes and dreams, and the trials and tribulations of our busy life as a wife, mom, and working woman. My husband was supportive of my work and the effort to get my Masters. Cathy's husband was not and there was a lot of friction.

Our homes were in separate sub-divisions and were similar in size but my home included a pool, hot-tub, and we had our own nicely equipped fitness room. One evening during the drive, she was telling me about exercises discussed in her classes. I chuckled and smiled. "What so funny?"

"Well ... ah, you know we have a gym in our basement and how Steve and I like to use it. Well ... ah, when possible, and frequently, we like to work out naked and ah ... let's say, do things not included in your classes."

"Oh my," came her response. "That's a nice image."

"Plus, when possible, we like to swim naked as well."

"Sounds wonderful. I'm jealous of your love life and your gym and especially your pool. My sex life is practically nil and what fun to uh ... use exercise equipment in a special way.

"You're welcome to come over and use them."

She was quiet for a few moments. "You swim naked?"

"It's very private and no one would see us," I replied and wondered how she would respond.

"I take it your husband won't be there?"

"I'll let him know and he and Eric will be gone."

"Now I know why you and Steve are in such great shape. Nice incentive. I've never worked out naked," she said with a laugh.

It was some time before Cathy's schedule allowed her the opportunity to ask me if she could come over to use the gym and pool. "You know, in that ... uh ... special way."

The first time was a bit awkward. Other than that, she wanted to work out and swim in the buff, we never discussed my involvement. She arrived at the appointed time and I greeted her wearing shorts and tee shirt, sans underwear. It was pretty obvious that my breasts were not encumbered. I don't know why I was surprised to see she was similarly dressed. We laughed and she said, "I was hoping we would be working out together."

We stripped and I couldn't help but notice her tits and the fact her gaze went straight to my bare pussy. We laughed and I said, "What size are you?"

"34 double Ds."

"Wow, that makes my 36 Cs seem small."

"I don't mind them but I miss the opportunity to let the girls be free. I'm so looking forward to working out totally naked and, uh ... speaking of naked," she said, as she stared at my pussy."

"I did this as a lark many years ago to surprise Steve on his birthday and he really loved it so, I've kept it waxed ever since. To tell the truth, I like the way it feels, too. Steve loves the look and let's say he gives it a lot of attention with his fingers. That's something we both really enjoy and it leads to more fun."

We headed to the basement and she said, "You and Steve have done a nice job setting up an exercise room and I see you've added more. I can hardly wait to try them all out."

And work out she did! She even gave me some pointers on some toning exercises I could add. More than once she'd stand in front of a piece of equipment and smile. "What are you thinking?" I inquired.

"Oh, I'm picturing in my mind you and Steve .... uh ... "

"Fucking?"

She laughed, "Yes, fucking. I was thinking of various positions you could get into with these machines."

"Add in a blow job and pussy eating."

She groaned and shook her head.

I thought I'd add one more tidbit, "Sometimes when Steve isn't here, I use a vibrator."

"TMI, Carol, TMI. Although I'll confess that my vibrator has been my frequent relief."

"Feel free to bring it next time. I completely understand."

"We could compare our toys," she said with a laugh.

The pool was refreshing and one of the things Cathy wanted to do was use the diving board. It was one dive after another and in various styles.

"This was a wish come true," she remarked over some wine. "I can't thank you enough."

When our schedules allowed, Cathy came over and she included her vibrator. It was like mine; it stimulated the G-spot and the clit. It was funny hearing the buzzing sound being used between sets.

Our busy lives finally got better, or so I thought, when we finished our degree. Shortly after, Cathy's husband filed for divorce. She became a more frequent visitor and hit the gym harder to work out her anger. At the end of the school term, and with her ex-husband's approval, she moved to Roanoke, VA.

A year later, tragedy hit me; my husband died from a sudden heart attack on the golf course. Cathy was a huge help during my grief. We talked often and several times she and Andy would drive up and spend a weekend with Eric and me. The boys enjoyed a good time together while Cathy and I and commiserated over wine.

Over the years we stayed in constant contact. We worked through the trials and tribulations of being a single mom, and dating. Steve was my love and no one measured up. For Cathy, the pickins were slim and nothing more than a fling.

Even when our boys went off to college, our relationship never changed and we would still get together, her place or mine, in spite of the miles we lived apart. We consider each other not only best friends but someone we could be totally open with. Not to mention that we still worked out and swim naked together.

Cathy

I'm so excite that Carol agreed to let Larry come up for a visit. She is a super person and friend. She knows my woes in the dating world and I know dating hasn't been easy for her either, but it would be great if they hit it off. Larry is such a sweetheart and if the roles were reversed .... well, I'd show him more than Annapolis.

Larry came from Denver to help his brother care for their aging parents. He's been a great addition to our kayak and canoe club. He was already an expert plus he liked to hike and camp. I played a big role in his career by introducing him to my tax guy who wanted to retire. Larry moved right in and took over. And I get my taxes done for free. I've resisted letting him know he could also perform another way of showing his gratitude. Maybe Carol can satisfy my fantasy.

It's hard to imagine how long we've been friends. I still remember those long drives twice a week we made while getting our Masters. The intimate things we shared and who would have thought that I'd actually feel comfortable being naked while working out with another person. Now, every time I visit her, being naked and using my trusty vibrator is the norm. I still relish the sensation of freedom of being naked but unfortunately, the girls are hanging a lot freer these days.

Larry

Cathy has been such a great friend. I wouldn't mind if she'd include 'with benefits' in our relationship. I'm really indebted to her after she introduced me to her tax accountant. What great luck for me to be at the right place and the right time to purchase his company. Doing her taxes for free is the least I can do. I'd do more if she'd let me.

I really enjoy the kayak and canoe club. She is very fit and cute and fun to double up with. Did I say she was cute? She does wonders for a two piece too. I'd sure like to go on a camping/canoe trip with her. In my dreams. Those dreams have led to a very hard cock that needed some serious attention.

During a two-person canoe trip, we were just chatting and she mentioned having come from Annapolis. Of course, I know about the Naval Academy but not much else. When I mentioned that I've been wanting to visit the city she offered to see if she could be of some assistance. I said thanks and let it go. The very next day she made arrangements for me to stay at the home of her girlfriend. She didn't provide too many details except that her name was Carol, same age as she, and very attractive. She also enjoys the outdoors, has a fabulous pool, hot tub, and a great exercise room.

How could I refuse?

It was close to the time when Larry was going to call. Cathy had let her know that they could FaceTime so she touched up her makeup, poured a glass of wine, and waited.

She didn't know what to think about the weekend with Larry. She was nervous and excited. The picture of Larry with Cathy in the canoe verified that he was indeed handsome which added to her state of mind. She trusted Cathy and, who knows, maybe a fling would be fun. After all, it wasn't exactly a blind date. The question was, what expectations did Larry garner from Cathy.

The phone rang and the wheels were put in motion. The first thing Carol noted was his voice and killer smile. Sexy and smooth and melodic and rich and .... he had her with 'hello Carol'.

It took her a few moments to regain her composure. He was saying something about Cathy and the weekend before she finally got her breath and could calm down. It didn't help that she felt a deep heat between her legs that she hadn't felt in a long time. She crossed her legs, squeezed them tight, and hoped he couldn't see how flustered she was.

Larry was excited about seeing Carol on the screen. Definitely a looker, he thought, and such a sweet voice. He felt like a schoolboy asking a girl out for their first date. He wasn't sure if he was rambling or even coherent.

They talked about Annapolis and the plan was to see the Naval Academy and the area around it. Since her home was in East Port, they could walk to the Academy and the best part, they could watch the city's fireworks from her backyard. She gave him directions and said hors d'oeuvres and wine would be waiting.

She immediately called Cathy and she said, "Well, what do you think?"

"I think we definitely hit it off. I'm excited and looking forward to this weekend."

"Got your motor runnin', didn't he?"

"And then some. My question for you is, what expectations did you pass on to him?"

"I told him not to push it, and to follow your lead."

"Perfect, we'll have plenty of time to enjoy each other's company and see what happens. I'm already thinking along your line of thought."

"Good. I'm expecting a full report."

"Oh. You will, and in graphic detail, I hope."

"Oh my."

Larry anticipated that the girls would be talking so he waited several minutes before calling Cathy.

"Did you enjoy talking with Carol?" she asked.

"Very much. I'm looking forward to this weekend and, by the way, thank you very much for setting it up."

"My pleasure and I'll let you in on a little secret, Carol likes you too. I think you two are going to have a fabulous time. And, just to let you know, she likes to flirt so play along."

Thursday night, Larry called just to see her again on the screen and chat. She was in bed reading and looked lovely. His cock was already hard just thinking about her before he placed the call.

Carol was pleased that Larry called and didn't mind the hour but regretted she wasn't wearing something sexy. It didn't take but a few moments to feel that heat between her legs again.

They spent nearly an hour on the phone talking about things in general. They talked about work, life, hobbies, old movies, books, and such. Even Cathy came into the conversation.

"She's been a terrific person and I owe her a lot. I'm in a perfect place professionally thanks to her and I really enjoy being around her."

"From the picture she sent of you two, she really knows how to fill out a bikini," Cathy added just for fun.

He laughed, "Yes, she ah ... definitely doesn't go unnoticed."

"I'm sure she causes a bit of a reaction around the guys."

"You know it," he said with a laugh while reaching down to give his member a couple of strokes. "Actually, I was behind her, it was the guys in the canoes beside us that had the better view."

"Lucky them. I think you looked very nice in your swimsuit. I would even say uh ... sexy."

"Thanks, I'm glad you think so."

"I think Cathy told you I have a pool and hot tub."

"Will you be wearing a one- or two-piece swimsuit?" he asked with a smile.

"I'll surprise you."

"Looking forward to seeing you tomorrow."

That night, two people were busy relieving their sexual tension.

Friday, Larry arrived on time and Carol greeted him with a hug and a kiss.

"How was your drive up?" she said, still in his arms.

"Just like you said, a little over four hours. Traffic wasn't bad until I got into the city. Your directions were perfect." He gave her a hug and said, "And how was your day?"

"Eventful. I got the house ready, the shopping done, and, per your request, I made crab cakes. But first, I thought we'd enjoy the pool and hors d'oeuvres. I find that's a good way to unwind at the end of the day."

"Works for me. I'll get changed."

Carol showed Larry the guest bedroom and as he unpacked, he discovered he'd left his swimsuit on the bed, ready to be packed but wasn't.

"Carol," he yelled.

"Yes, Larry."

"You know that sexy swimsuit I was supposed to bring. Well, it's sitting on my bed at home, ready to be packed. Do you have something I could wear?"

"I have a couple that you can try. One is my son's and the other was my husband's."

This was more than Carol had hoped. Both pair would be small and tight on Larry. She didn't have anything too revealing but that didn't matter. She wanted to get Larry's fire going.

Larry looked at the two swimsuits and knew immediately that only one pair even came close to fitting. It was a small Speedo and his package was quite prominent. He smiled and remembered Cathy's advice. 'Follow her lead.'

'I like the way you play, Carol,' he thought to himself with a smile.

Still wearing that smile, he stepped out the room and joined Carol in the kitchen.

"I like your suit," he said.

"You're looking good too."

"Does it make me look fat?" he said with a big grin.

Carol laughed, "Grab the wine and let's head to the pool," she said as she picked up the plate of food.

"Wow, this is quite a pool. It looks big enough to swim laps."

"Weather permitting, that's exactly what I do. It also has complete privacy," she said with a smile.

"Complete privacy. That's ah ... yes ... uh ... liberating."

"You got it."

They swam and played and enjoyed the food while dinner was cooking. Carol wanted to keep the evening light so they talked about their history and goals. After dinner, Carol gave Larry a tour of the fitness room. He was very impressed. "Cathy enjoys using this room, too. She been a guest here for several years."

"Given what you've told me, I can see why you two are best friends."

Larry called it an evening fairly early and after he was settled, Carol headed for the hot tub.

Before going to bed, Larry sent a text message to Cathy. "Thank you for setting this up. I think we hit it off very well. Looking forward to what tomorrow brings."

Likewise, Cathy received a text soon after from Carol. "What a great guy. If all goes well, tonight's vibrator will be replaced by the real thing tomorrow."

After breakfast, they headed, hand-in-hand to the City Dock and luckily, the Governor's yacht was tied up there. Carol couldn't help but smile at Larry's reaction to all the impressive boats, which were numerous. She arranged for a tour of the Naval Academy at 11, to be conducted by a very knowledgeable volunteer. They visited the many scholastic and athletic buildings, their sports and parade fields, and their fleet of various sized boats. One of the things that impressed Larry was the sheer immensity of Bancroft Hall; the largest dormitory in the world under one roof and the logistics of feeding over 4000 Midshipmen, all simultaneously at their midday meal. Last was the museum and then Carol suggested lunch at the Boat Yard which overlooked the harbor.

Over lunch, Carol asked Larry to describe what he could remember about the Air Force Academy. "Of course, it's a lot newer and a whole different function but it has a lot of similar military traditions. A big distinction is that one is at sea level and the other is in the mountains. That's a huge difference, and even worse when you are doing any type of vigorous exercise."

"I'd pass out."

"That's been known to happen."

They walked around the area, holding hands, feeling comfortable with each other. Now and then they'd stop by a shop window and as they looked at the merchandise, Larry would pull Carol close and give her a squeeze.

As they strolled, Larry suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, temptation of the highest order," he replied.

"What?"

"An ice cream shop."

Carol laughed, "Yep. Definitely temptation."

"As Mae West said: 'I avoid temptation, unless I plan to give in'. I'm game. Shall we indulge?"

"Lead on."

The selections were numerous. "Anything strike your fancy?" she asked.

"I'm looking for uh .... There it is; a banana split. Care to share and split a banana split?"

"That's cute," Carol said with a laugh. "Let's indulge in the delight between the split."

"Oh, you're good. You win. If you'd be so kind as to locate a table for our sensual indulgence, I will procure said savory delight."

After a couple of bites and murmurs of satisfaction, she decided to have a little fun. She picked up the lone cherry by the stem and said, "Care to eat my cherry?"

As she hoped, that caught him by surprise. He looked at her, blinked a couple of times, then smiled. He took her hand and said, "I'd love to eat your cherry."