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I laughed, "We only competed amongst each other. Sometimes it was guys versus women, sometimes mixed. Once, we did have some people from a sister college come out for a "tournament," but really it was mostly just to have fun. While there was the odd occasion of somebody taking the sport of it too seriously, it's hard to be real serious when you've got tits bouncing and cocks flopping everywhere."
 
I snicker at the mental image. "Yeah, I can see how that would be distracting." I tell him, grinning a bit. "Gotta admit though, it's a perfect way to win a game!"
 
I couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh, absolutely. And don't think the gals didn't know the effect they had on us guys when they really wanted to go all out. It's even tougher trying to play volleyball with a hard-on... To say it was hard keeping the rule about no sex at the field house is an understatement."
 
"Okay, you definitely had more crazy fun than me in school!" I laugh, shaking my head as I envision all the wild fun had in that field house. "I'm actually a little jealous"
 
My cock was hard, and even though I wasn't going to fuck right at that moment, I knew there was a much better place for it.

Lifting Beth a little, I positioned my cock and lowered her down. The contrast between the water and her pussy made me gasp.

"That's much better," I said before going on.

"Rembember I mentioned hook-ups? Sarah and I didn't get together right away. That took a while. OH, we were involved in a couple 'mixes, and I'll admit, I tried various combinations, on both sides of the fence, though I greatly preferred - and still do - women, head-to-toe. The guys were just sex. My interest there was below the belt and nothing more. Sarah tried some of that kind of action, too, but once we did get together, just the two of us, our experimentation days were behind us."
 
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I moan as his cock pushes into me as I'm lowered onto it. Screaming and arching as he hits himself. I cling to him tightly, groaning a bit but still listening to him. I was surprised to hear about his experimental days and thought him oddly brave. I didn't know many straight men who could say what he did. "I'm sure the bonded experience there helped though"
 
I loved Beth's reaction to my cock. Of course, her pussy was the most amazing I'd had in years, so I wasn't speaking nearly as steadily as it might sound.

"It helped tell each of us that we weren't closed-minded. I liked what I'd done with others. I'm not ashamed of it. It helped shape me into who I am today. I can't see myself ever changing sides entirely, but it wasn't a bad experience.

'I like what we're doing more, though."
 
I couldn't help but to move my hips against him as I adjusted to accommodate his girth cock inside of me again. My breathing a little unsteady. "I'm glad you're not ashamed or close minded. I don't know many others who could say the same."
 
Beth's movements felt fantastic. We weren't fucking, but every minute change in position sent shockwaves through my cock.

"How about you," I asked. "Any interesting experiences?"
 
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"Sadly no, I'm pretty vanilla in experience. I had boyfriends, supported Mari, was diligent in my studies....worked part time in various places to pay for my tuition." I shrugged, still shifting my hips now and then to get comfortable, biting my bottom lip as I did. "Rarely did I go out to parties with her but when I did, I was the sober one. Just a lot of boring, normal things I'm afraid."
 
I laughed at the dejected tone Beth had in her voice when she admitted she hadn't "sown any wild oats,' as the old saying goes.

"There's nothing wrong with having been a 'good girl.' Just makes getting to cut loose mean that much more. Feel free to be as big a slut with me as you like. As I've already demonstrated: I can take it. Besides, I've got more than three years dry to make up for, because Sarah and I only had sex a couple times adter her diagnosis, because once treatments got going, it was all she could do to stay upright."
 
I blushed a little as he told me to feel free to explore my inner slut with him as he made up for lost time. Hearing about Sarah and hear treatments, I smiled softly and cupped the side of his face. "She was a really brave and beautiful woman, your Sarah. I wish I could have met her."
 
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I turned my head and kissed Beth's palm.

"Thank you. It was devastating to see how hard she fought, only to lose in the end."

This was taking a weird turn, for how we were coupled. It still felt good, but at the moment, my heart was no longer in it. The original intention hadn't been orgasm, merely connection, but suddenly, even that didn't feel right.

Lifting Beth off me, I held her long enough to kiss her before I let her find her own footing.

"Sorry. Having a moment. Want to go find something to eat? All of a sudden I feel like getting out of here. Plus, we need groceries. I only just started putting that food list together for you, but there's lots of not much in the cupboard right now."
 
I knew I had more or less ruined the moment with my words, but my words hadn't been any less true. Sarah sounded like a very fun and brave woman and all the pictures I had seen said she was very beautiful. I genuinely wished I would have had a chance to have met this woman sooner. Even if it would have been a simple, 'Oh I'm sorry, excuse me' moment in the grocery store or almost bumping her at the coffee shop. I smiled with understanding at him as I found my footing and moved to the edge of the pool. Lifting myself up and climbing up to sit there as I squeezed the water from my hair. "There's no rush on that list. Take your time. In fact, why don't you tell me what you're in the mood for tonight and I'll be sure to grab everything we need to make it."
 
I could tell Beth felt bad for killing the mood. It was bound to happen. Sometimes I could talk about Sarah and be fine, others, it just weighed on me like an elephant sitting on my emotional chest. There was no predicting when it would hit. I'd managed to avoid the elephant for quite a while now. He was bound to come around eventually.

"It's okay. I want to come with you. I need to get out for a while.

"If you don't mind, that is."
 
"I don't mind at all, Dan. I enjoy your company." I tell him. Smiling as I watched him climb from the pool. Shamelessly raking my eyes over his body as I bit my bottom lip. Later. I tell myself. There would be time enough for it later. Right now...getting food was important and best done before it got any later and we got too tired. So, reluctantly I peeled my eyes from him and got up to my feet. Stretching as I walked over to my discarded clothes and headed inside to get decent.
 
I gave Beth a kiss on the top of the head as I made my way to the ladder. Just like that, I wasn't feeling at all sexy.

Hauling myself out of the water, I grabbed my clothes, towel and the pouch from earlier and carried them inside, not even waiting for Beth.

Showering quick, I got dressed and waited for Beth's arrival...
 
As I bustled about my room, patting my hair dry with my towel, I hummed softly to myself and got dressed into my undergarments then laid out a pair of skinny jeans and a tank top atop my bed. Moving my sneakers to sit at the foot of my bed before I grabbed my perfume and deodorant. Applying them, I quickly got dressed into my clothes and shoes, double checked my purse for what I needed, and headed downstairs to join him. "Ready when you are."
 
When Beth did show, I couldn't help a smile. She looked good in everything I'd seen her in so far. Also, I needed to let her know I wasn't mad at her.

In the car, I started, "I apologize. I think I'm doing okay, then one little trigger sets me off. I can't predict it. I thought being able to talk about her meant I was finally able to fully move on. Apparently I was wrong. Maybe I'll never be over Sarah... not entirely, anyway.

"When she was first gone, I couldn't talk about her. Hearing her name repeated at the funeral nearly killed me. As time's gone on, it's gotten better. I can at least say her name without feeling my heart crumble now. Which is good, because I keep saying it in front of you a lot.

"I hope you don't think I expect you to take her place. I don't know where what's happening between us is going to go, if anywhere. For now, at least, I'm glad to have someone to talk to. Anything else is just a bonus."
 
"I wouldn't dare try and take her place. I'm okay with....whatever this is between us. No matter where it goes. I like hearing about her. Maybe with time it'll get easier to talk about her. And if I get to say I helped with that, even better." I smiled at him as I relaxed into the passenger seat. Closing my eyes whenever the sunlight came through the car windshield or the window to wash over me and warm my skin.
 
I reached over and squeezed Beth's hand and gave her a smile.

"Thanks. That means a lot."

By this time, I'd pulled in to a sandwich shop I liked.

"Ever been to Pete's?" I asked. "Best gyro around. But if you aren't into that, they have plenty of other stuff. I'm sure you'll find something you like."
 
"I'm not much into Gyros but I'm sure there's probably burgers or something." I said, squeezing his hand in return. Tilting my head as I looked at him, smiling. "Only way to know though. Shall we head inside?"
 
Inside the restaurant, the initial odor of the place hit my nostrils. I'd been coming here for years. The place had been around for decades, was started by the current owner's father. Sarah turned me on to the place.

The board showed that, yes, there was much more to be had than gyros.

"You've got plenty to choose from," I told Beth. "I can personally vouch for pretty much anything they've got. Order whatever you like."

I stepped up to the counter and ordered the gyro platter, which included fries and a drink. Turning to Beth, I said, "...and whatever the lady wants."
 
"I'll take a pizza puff with fries and a Dr. Pepper Cream soda please!" I didn't hesitate in answering. Bouncing a bit on the balls of my feet as I beamed. It had been sometime since I'd had a pizza puff. Not all stores carried them. It was like finding a rarity the few times I would find them.
 
Beth didn't hesitate on her order. I paid the bill, received our order number and drinks, and we headed to a table."

"Apparently there was something on the menu that piqued your interest. That's good. I'd hate to think I brought you to a place where you couldn't or wouldn't eat anything. I never did ask if you were vegetarian or any stripe of 'arian,' no ethnic comment intended."
 
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