A day, like any other.

Elizabeth

"Just wait until later, when I taste like chocolate chip cookies!" She pulled away from him, giving a playful pat on his butt as she walked into the kitchen. Moments later, dinner was on the plates, the wine was in the crystal, and the overhead lights were dimmed. Elizabeth went up to Gill, smiled almost shyly, and led him to the table.
 
Gill:

"Eli..." Gill said softly, taking her hand, stopping her before she took him fully into the dinning room. He turned her about to face him. And without a word, kissed her again, drawing her into a deep sensual, loving kiss.
 
Elizabeth

The practical side of her was nagging that dinner was getting cold. They didn't have time for this now. Two very married people shouldn't be necking in the living room. She had cookies to make, and they had a movie to watch, and they should be getting on with the business of having dinner.

There was another side of her, though it had perhaps diminished through long years of marriage. She reminded herself that *she* was the one who asked for a nice night. *She* was the one who wanted to break the tension that had been building between them. And, so what if dinner was getting cold. That's what microwaves were for, after all. So what if they never did get around to watching that movie. The video store had a three-day rental policy, and it could be watched tomorrow or the next night. So, with what felt to her like careless abandon, she let herself fall into the kiss.

It started slowly, just lips, gently, barely touching. His hands on her back, powerful, protective, warm. Her hands on his shoulders, fingers starting to dig in for support. She felt his warm breath, filled her lungs with his scent. Almost tentatively, she felt his tongue brush over her lips. She opened her mouth, met him touch for touch. Concentrating on every, single sensation, on every tiniest pressure and movement, she felt herself start to melt. She almost remembered what it felt like to be young, experiencing her first ever kiss. It seemed so long ago, but she thought it might almost be possible to re-create it tonight, right now. Suddenly, she felt hungry for intensity, and enlacing her fingers in the hair on the back of his head, pulled him into her, pressing lips to lips, searching with tongue, making the tiniest, sweetest moans of pleasure. As they finally pulled away, she was almost too shy to open her eyes and meet his glance. When she finally did look up at him, she was very glad she had found the courage to do so, because he had the most tender, loving look that she remembered seeing in a very long time.
 
Gill:

Pulled away from the kiss, Gill was short of breath, he'd not kissed with such passion for some time. He looked Eli in the eyes and smiled a soft loving smile. In the back of his mind he knew this would be the last normal night of their lives, and he wanted with all his heart to make it something more, something special...
 
Sarah followed Chuck through the house, looking in each room. It was so different from home. There, everything was orderly. Not a single speck of dust was allowed entrance, the tables were not for placing things on, unless it was a perfectly arranged bowl of flowers. If change was what she had wanted, Sarah thought, then this was as good a place as any to start.

As they walked up the stairs, Chuck pinched her butt. Sarah giggled and slapped his hand away. At the top, Chuck showed her one bedroom that he said his friends sometimes used. All that was in it was a rickety table and a mattress thrown on the floor. She couldn't imagine why anyone would choose to sleep there. Chuck's room was only slightly better. At least he had a proper bed. The room was filthy, and lit only by candles. Sarah was glad when he'd led her back downstairs.

When they reached the livingroom, Chuck told her his friends would be there soon. "Since you're so young, I had to convince some of them to let you come. You'd better be on your best behavior. You know: don't be like a baby and not want to try new things."

"Oh, no. I won't act like a kid, I promise. When will they be here?"

Chuck flopped on the floor and started a video game. He was ALWAYS playing that damn video game. "They should be here in an hour. Don't be so impatient. Get me another beer and finish yours already."

Sarah was getting irritated at the way Chuck was treating her, she had an almost irrisistable desire to leave the house now, before everyone got there. But she decided it was probably just her former boring self showing through, so she suppressed the desire and went to the kitchen for Chuck's beer, draining hers on the way.
 
Chuck:

Sarah finally comes back with a couple of beers in hand. She looks at me across the room with a look of boredom. I'll show her! I thought defiantly. I save the game and sit on the couch with her. She leans over to kiss me and I take the opportunity to put my hand under her skirt. Teasing the inside of her thighs, I keep kissing her, and holding her other hand, just in case.

While she is distracted by the kiss, I move my hand slowly up her thigh until it rests on her panties. Before tonight, I have never gotten past rubbing her through her panties; and, I figure that's a good place to start. Working my fingers around the cotton material, I feel my way over her mound, teasing her. I move my fingers to the far side of the material and touch her skin.

Sarah breaks our kiss as I slowly pull my fingers under the elastic legband. Without letting her protest, I remark, "Don't worry, baby. You're gonna like this. Besides, you said you loved me. And, you don't want to come off as a baby tonight--do you?"
 
Sarah walked back into the livingroom and looked at Chuck sitting on the floor. She handed him his beer and sat on the couch. She was bored. The feeling of neverending sameness was washing over her again.

Chuck paused his game and came to sit next to her. Sarah leaned over and kissed him. Glad that he finally seemed to think she was more interesting than some stupid game. She tensed as he ran his hand up her thigh. She'd let him touch her over her panties before, but it always made her uncomfortable.

As his fingers moved to touch her flesh, she pulled away nervously.

"Don't worry, baby. You're gonna like this. Besides, you said you loved me. And, you don't want to come off as a baby tonight--do you?"

"I do, Chuck, really. And I don't want to act like a baby, but you know I've never done that and I'm scared. Will you stop when I ask you to?"
 
Elizabeth

She felt very naughty, indeed. "Gill, we really should eat dinner, but...well..." Elizabeth dropped her eyes, feeling suddenly shy. "We could pretend we're teenagers and have dessert first." The flush rising over her cheeks was visible, even in the low candlelight. "I have an idea. I mean, you'll probably think it's silly, but... Why don't you go get that bottle of vanilla?"
 
Chuck:

"Baby," I say almost mockingly, "of course I would stop if you asked me to. You know that I would never do anything to hurt you."

As if those lies make everything better, she leans back, as if determined not to seem nervous. Hooking my fingers under the legband and pulling on the crotch of the panties, I drag them down her leg to the floor. I retrace my path with my hand, slowly moving up the inside of her smooth leg. As I move under the sluttly skirt, I can feel her tingle with anticipation, or nervousness. I reach up to her bush and begin to move my hands through her hairy crotch. Slowly, I circle her sex, moving my hands through her bush and down the crease of her leg; then, I move back up the other crease and back into her hair.

"Sarah," I pretend to be loving, "this is going to feel weird at first; but, it really is a lot of fun." As I say that, my fingers are at the bottom of their journey and instead of moving up the other crease, I pull them up between her lips. What a reaction she gives me.
 
"Baby, of course I would stop if you asked me to. You know that I would never do anything to hurt you."

Smiling, Sarah lays back on the couch. Trying to ignore the voice in her head screaming at her to stop. She trembles as he removes her panties and slides his hand back up here thigh. SHe doesn't know what to think, whether she's scared or excited, but at least she's feeling something.

His fingers are making her feel things she's never felt... as if her body is melting... the sensation is so foreign... she lays her head back and closes her eyes.

"Sarah," He whispers lovingly, "this is going to feel weird at first; but, it really is a lot of fun." As he says that, he pushes his fingers into her. Sarah squeals and jumps. Her legs clamping shut.

"I think we should stop, Chuck."
 
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Gill:

With the flash of a smile, Gill retreived the bottle of vanilla and held it out to Eli. "What you going to do with that vanilla Eli?" He asked with a sly smile.
 
Elizabeth

"Close your eyes." When she was sure that his eyes were closed, Elizabeth took a tiny drop of the vanilla, and placed it on the back of her neck. She put the lid back on, put the bottle on the table, and then told Gill he could open his eyes.

"I put a drop somewhere on my body. Find it." She couldn't help but giggle.
 
Gill:

With a deep grin, Gill leaned in and licked the small drop of vanilla from the nape of her neck. He had gone right to it, he didn't know how he knew, it just knew...
 
Chuck:

She clamps her legs down on my hand and practically screams at me to stop. "Sarah, calm down!" I almost shout at her. I am getting fed up with this child-like, innocent bitch trying to hold out on me. Just as I'm about to pick her up, the doorbell rings. "Don't worry darling," I say to Sarah, "I told you I'd stop if you asked me to.

"Now, someone's here for the party. Do try not to embarass me." With that, I get up from the sofa and bend down to my game. I turn off the console and stuff Sarah's panties into my pocket--a souvenier of sorts. Then, I walk across the room and open the door.
 
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Elizabeth

Elizabeth's giggle died in her throat, and a strange feeling came over her--the same one that she had earlier when Gill had guessed about her needing the vanilla from the store. She stiffened and pulled away.

"Gill, hon, did you know where... I mean, your eyes were closed, right? Were you watching?"
 
Gill:

With a slight frown, Gill sighed. "I kept my eyes shut... I didn't peek." He flashed her a smile, wanting to save the moment from falling into some sort of argument. "At least, not at your neck..." He growled as he copped a quick feel of her breasts.
 
"Sarah, calm down!" Chuck shouts at her. Suddenly, she feels silly and childish. After all, he'd only touched her. He hadn't really done anyting at all, and it HAD been exciting, just a surprise. And, surprise is what she was after lately, wasn't it?

"Don't worry darling, I told you I'd stop if you asked me to. Now, someone's here for the party. Do try not to embarass me."

"I won't, I promise."

Sarah went into the bathroom to fix her hair, it wasn't until then that she noticed Chuck had completely removed her panites. Were they still out there, on the floor, where anyone could see them? She snuck quietly to the livingroom, and peeked at the couch and floor. No panties. Had Chuck picked them up?

How was she supposed to walk around with such a short skirt on and no panites? She couldn't sit down, that would make it worse. She needed to find Chuck and get her panties back, she was sure he meant to give them back to her anyway, but this wasn't the kind of excitement she'd been looking for. She was going to have to go out to the kitchen and somehow get her panties back from Chuck without making a big deal of it, or him thinking she was a baby.
 
Chuck:

"Tommy," I slap my friend's hand, "come in. Oh, and your lovely friend... umm, what's your name again?" After Gina tells me her name, again, I tell them to sit down on the sofa. Before I shut the door, Jack and Daniel show up.

Jack looks at me and pats his jacket pocket, "I've got the weed." Then, Daniel pulls his backpack off and counters, "And, I've got the liquor." I just smile at my friends and invite them to sit down on any of my chairs in the living room. I close the door and sit opposite the group. I notice that Sarah has gone to the bathroom and I think to myself how much fun I'm going to have with her tonight. Jack immediately begins to roll a joint and Daniel grabs some glasses and starts to mix drinks for everyone.

Gina just cuddles up with Tommy, flaunting her sexuality or sluttiness. Her sheer top covers a shiny bra and her short skirt barely covers pink thongs from prying eyes. Everyone here knows that I'm breaking Sarah tonight. Sarah comes out of the bathroom--well almost everyone knows. I walk into the kitchen to fetch some more ice. Sarah follows me.
 
Jack N. Bachs

I nod to Tommy and Dan as the new chic follows Chuck into the kitchen like a puppy. They nod back knowingly.

"Man! She is hot!" Dan states the obvious.

"Yeah." Tommy nods until Gina whacks him in the arm. "Sharon or something, right?"

"Don't matter." I say.

It doesn't, really.

Soon Chuck'll have her (and maybe the rest of us'll get a go), then I'll have Chuck.

I look over to Tommy and Gina. 'The best way to get a guy is give him a chic who needs it. Do that and he's yours.' I remind myself. 'And if I'm going to move into this area I need a posse I can count on, or at least own. These guys'll have no problem dealing my stash if they need me to hook'em up.'

I look over at Tommy and remember the night I made him mine. 'Yeah, Gina was sweet, but now she's jus' another hoe.'

I look over to where that Sharon-or-something walked and pat the special bag of laced weed I brought. 'Chuck'll be mine soon.'

"Thanks Bro." I say taking the drink from Daniel.
 
OOC: The above post was by me by the way, let me know if it's not in keeping with the story (I couldn't find anyone on line to ask).
 
OOC: Vivid: Welcome to our little story. I definitely appreciate having some interaction. If you want to play both Jack and Daniel, that's cool too. Check your PMs, too.
 
Sarah stands in the doorway to the kitchen, concious of the eyes of Chuck's friends on her. She can hear them talking, but she doesn't know what about, and is more concerned about getting her clothing back than the strangers in the other room.

"Chuck, ummm... Chuck, do you have my panties? I need them back if you do, this skirt is so short, everyone will be able to see everything without them.


Sarah is close to crying at the thought of meeting all those people wearing nothing, well, almost nothing. She waits for Chuck to acknowledge her, and when he just continues filling a bowl with ice, she gets angry.

Deciding maybe this is a test of her 'grownupness', Sarah says, "Fine Chuck, forget it. I'll just go without and hope no one notices." She really really hopes that Chuck doesn't call her bluff. That he decides to give her back her panties afterall.
 
Chuck:

"Now, now, Sarah," I say to my frantic girlfriend, "tell me why you wanted me to stop. I didn't even do anything." Hoping to distract her from the situation at hand for a while, I bring up the act like a grown-up query. Eventually, though I am sure that she will persist. Then, I will tell her that she is right; she should go without the panties. After all, how will the guys appreciate her if she covers herself up.
 
Elizabeth

OOC: I'm going out of town tonight; I have to go to my brother's wedding. I'll be back very, very late on Sunday.

IC:

She pulled away from his hands. "But, Gill, if you didn't peek, then how did you know where..." Elizabeth immediately stopped this line of thought. Her brain was moving in an uncomfortable direction, and she simply wouldn't allow it. It was another lucky guess. Even someone like Gill was allowed to have two lucky guesses in a day, right? After all, he knew that she liked to be kissed on the back of the neck, so of course he assumed that would be where she would have put the vanilla. That's all--another lucky guess.

Unfortunately, her "mood" had been broken. "Hon, I think we should eat dinner now. It should still be warm enough." She walked over to her chair, waiting for him to pull it out.
 
"Now, now, Sarah tell me why you wanted me to stop. I didn't even do anything." Chuck looks over his shoulder at her. He looks so hurt, Sarah immediately feels bad for him. He's been so patient with her, and all she's done is act like a baby.

"I'm sorry Chuck, it just surprised me, that's all. I didn't expect it to feel like that when you touched me. It freaked me out a little, that's all."

Sarah moved up against Chuck in the tiny kitchen. Pressing her body against his, she pushed the voice that was screaming inside her head, 'Get out NOW Sarah!', to a dark corner, and stood up on her tiptoes to kiss him.
 
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