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                                ELAINE

                               Prologue

     Elaine and I had been friends for nearly fifteen years, but had
not seen one another for the last six of those. We had gone to junior
high and high school together and for a brief time had managed to
take a couple of courses together at the college near me after I had
gotten married. They were extra summer courses for her and a sort of
vacation from the house for me. After that, we only wrote to one
another and called every other month or so until she moved to the West
Coast and I moved to the East Coast. Elaine's career had taken her
there and my husband's death had left me where I was.
     Two years before Jess was killed, Elaine got married. Something I
never expected out of her as she was the stereotypical career woman.
I didn't find out about her marriage until some months after the fact.
I hadn't even heard a word about her husband, Keith, as her letters
were few and a far between for some time prior to her marriage. I
later found out why.
     About a year after Jess died, Elaine called me. I remember the
conversation well. I was lying on my bed with a vibrator up my hole
and floating away in a fantasy when the phone rang. I barely said,
"Hello" when I heard Elaine sobbing and saying she needed to come and
see me. That she needed to stay awhile. I had never heard or seen her
cry before, she was a bit of a stoic. I quickly told her that she was
more than welcome to and asked when she would be coming. She asked if
I could pick her up at the airport and it was then that I realized she
was already there and just waiting for me to come and get her. I left
within five minutes and thirty minutes later I was embracing her with
joy and dismay. I didn't know what had happened.


                                Part 1

     Elaine had changed a great deal in the years since I had seen
her. She had lost a tremendous amount of weight and now only looked as
if she were about a hundred and thirty pounds, though her breasts
were still a very nice and firm size D. She had let her hair grow out
as well. It was no longer cut in a boyish new wave look, but, rather,
came down just below her shoulders in soft and satiny, sand coloured
curls.
     As I embraced her she put her teary cheek against my neck and I
could smell her perfume, sweetly reminiscent of our last days
together. Her breasts pushed against mine and I felt my hand drop to
her waist as I rubbed her lower back with the other. She sighed
lightly and I said it was good to see her. I didn't want to let her
go, she felt like a very sad thing to me, sad and vulnerable. With
hesitation I broke the embrace and picked up one of her suitcases and
said, "Come on, I'm parked in a fire lane." With that she smiled a
genuine smile at me and grabbed her other suitcase and overnight bag.
We headed for my car.
     After loading her bags into the trunk we left the airport. I
noticed the look she gave over her shoulder, almost as if she thought
someone was following us, or perhaps it was just one of those good-bye
looks that you get near the end of a long journey as you finally put
behind yourself that place from which you have left.
     I asked if she was hungry and she shook her head, so I drove
straight home. Upon arriving and taking her bags into the house we
comfortably sat, like old times, in the kitchen, her drinking coffee
and me with my tea. It wasn't long before she was laughing with me
about stupid things we use to do together. I avoided asking her what
had happened to make her come to see me, so far and on such short
notice. The hours drew out into late night, both of us losing track of
time as we talked and laughed. Then I saw the clock on the microwave.
     "Good grief! It's nearly two in the morning!" I said.  With that
she looked at her watch, "God, you're right.  So, do I get the couch
then?" She asked.
     "Nah, you can have my room. There's a bathroom right off it as
well. I haven't slept in there for sometime, not since...well, I've
just been sleeping in the guest room these days."
     She gave me an understanding look and said she was headed for the
shower then if I didn't mind. I told her to go ahead and as she got up
and I pointed to the hallway which would lead her to the bedroom, I
started picking up our cups and wiping down the counter. In a few
minutes I heard the shower and decided to go ahead and get a
nightgown, which was still in the master bedroom along with my other
things. I kept everything in there, I just didn't sleep in the bed.
     The steam was rolling out of the master bathroom as I walked in
and opened a drawer for a nightie. It made me laugh a little really. I
never wore night gowns when Jess was alive, it was only since he had
passed away that I had taken to wearing them. Without thinking I
started to undress for bed right there as I usually did.
     "Does that mean you're getting in with me?" Elaine asked from the
bathroom door. I jumped at the sound of her voice.  "Shit! You scared
the life out of me!"
     "Didn't mean to. So, are you gonna get in with me or not?"
     "I hadn't planned to...I just usually get ready for bed in here
and then...." Elaine broke in.
     "That's not what I asked." And there was something irresistible
in her look that made me say yes. I went into the bathroom and as I
passed her she rubbed my thigh. I shivered a little at the touch, a
good shiver though.
     As I got into the shower I let the water run over my hair,
tipping my head back and closing my eyes. Elaine got in right behind
me. I turned my back to the shower head and began massaging shampoo
through my hair. Then I felt her hands on me. She was lathering soap
across my breasts and stomach. Her touch made my pussy tingle. I
hadn't been with anyone since Jess had died and I hadn't been with
another woman for a far cry longer.
She continued to move her hands over my body, from my neck to my
waist, reaching around me to my back and caressing my ass. Her touch
was smooth and loving. I let my hands fall from my hair and began
rubbing them across my breasts as well, letting them drop to my pubic
hair from time to time. I kept my eyes closed, relishing in the
sensations of her hands and mine all over my body. I brought my hands
to my breasts again and began rubbing my nipples and then pinching
them. My nipples hardened with the slight pain and then I felt one of
her hands slide between my thighs. I opened my eyes.
     Elaine was kneeling in front of me, looking up and smiling as she
rubbed her hand back and forth across my pussy lips, but not parting
them. I reached down with one hand while I continued to pinch at my
nipples and rubbed her left breast. Her nipples drew up into hard
little points. I found myself kneading at her breast and beginning to
spread my legs apart just the slightest bit to her hand.
     I dropped my other hand to her right breast and began rubbing and
kneading it in the same manner. She moved one of her hands between her
own legs and rubbed at her clit. Reaching up behind my head with both
hands I took the shower head off it's hook and brought it down,
rinsing away the lather on my body. When I had it at waist level she
took it from me and coaxed me into spreading my legs farther apart. I
did so without hesitation and she let the warm water spray across me
as she opened my pussy lips and rubbed at my clit. I closed my eyes
again, simply feeling and enjoying everything that she was doing as I
started rubbing my breasts again with one hand and opening my lips
with the other so she could get at my clit. Then I felt her tongue
against me. As she sucked lightly at my clit she moved the shower head
between her legs and held it in position with her knees. I felt her
fingers exploring inside my lips, nimbly touching around my love
tunnel, but not penetrating. Her tongue moved faster across my clit,
occasionally she would suck it into her mouth, just between her lips
and across the edges of her teeth. I began to moan softly and I could
feel my pussy getting wetter.
     Then she slipped her first two fingers into my hole and I thought
I was going to explode. After so long without anything but a vibrator
and an imagination, her two fingers felt like absolute heaven. They
were alive and pushing into me and stretching at me and loving. I
dropped down to my knees and she stopped sucking at my clit as I
leaned her head back and kissed her lips, moving down her neck still
smelling her perfume. I kissed her breasts and sucked at her nipples,
feeling their hardness in my mouth as I grabbed at her ass, trying to
pull her body desperately closer to mine. She moved her fingers in and
out of me faster as she moved her thumb across my clit.
     I pushed her almost aggressively onto her back and made her hands
fall away from my now dripping slit. I took a superior position and
touched our mounds against one another, our clits rubbing together
almost delicately until she thrust her pelvis up towards mine and then
we were grinding our bodies against each other.
     I felt as if I were insane with desire, ravaging at her breasts
and sucking her nipples as far into my mouth as I could, grabbing for
her ass and pulling her in rhythm as best I could with my own thrusts
of my hips. And her state was not so different from mine as she
crashed her body against me and pulled at my ass, fingering at my
pussy from behind. With little thought I stood up over her and turned
around, and repositioned my body over hers so that I spread my legs
over her face and began licking at her wet pussy.
     I found her doing everything to me that I did to her. As I licked
her clit slowly up and down she did the same to me. I began licking
each of her lips with the tip of my tongue and rubbed her clit with
one finger, scraping my finger nail delicately across its tiny head as
it swelled out from its hood. I pushed my fingers on my other hand
into her hole and opened her so that I could lick inside her sweet
tunnel. She raised her hips to me as I pushed mine against her. I
finger fucked her while I rubbed my face across the insides of her
thighs, feeling their smoothness and nipping at the tender skin.
     I could feel her approaching orgasm, so I moved my fingers in and
out of her faster and added one finger to them to make it three as I
sucked harder on her clit, feeling it swell and stick out farther to
then lash my tongue across it as fast as I could. She pushed her hips
harder against my face as I moved my head lower to her body. Her body
rocked with a climax as I continued to suck her clit and felt her
juices running down my fingers. I felt my own climax nearing as she
licked at me and I went over the edge in a great leap as she pushed
one finger into my ass. The bathroom went black to me as I clamped
down on her fingers inside me and gasped as my orgasm tore through my
body in a wave. I could feel my hips moving against her hands, trying
to force her fingers deeper inside my pussy while the flicking of her
tongue on my clit carried my orgasm through its finale.
     I found myself grabbing at the wall and shower curtain, nearly
tearing it off the hooks, trying to get back on my feet as my legs
were shaking. Elaine remained lying on the bottom of the tub while I
picked up the shower head, putting it back on the wall and turned the
water off. I all but fell out of the tub, aimlessly grabbing for a
towel for myself and tossing one to her. She slowly got out the tub
and we both walked into the bedroom, wrapping the towels around
ourselves and fell onto the bed.
     My body was still tingling as I let my eyes close and began to
drift into a satisfied sleep. The last thing I remember hearing before
falling into a dreamless sleep was, "Wow." Not knowing if she said it
or I did.

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