Since I had to pee, I sat on the toilet and pulled my phone out. Right. Turn off the Wi-Fi. The response time was definitely slower, but soon enough my browser was in the right place. Now what should be the title? I finally settled on ‘SmoothnNaughty – A Boardwalk Stroll.”
I selected the opening shots of me pulling down the zipper on my hoodie, gradually exposing more of my cleavage until just a hint of my nipples showed, all with the beach and ocean in the background. I added a note that I would continue the series later. Tempting as it was to post more, that will have to do.
Okay, stow the phone, flush, wash up and back to work. Upon entering the hallway, who should be walking towards me but Betty. Fuck!
“Hi, Linda,” she said pleasantly, “How’s your day going?”
I could tell the politeness was killing her.
“Very well, thanks. And you?”
“Busy, but aren’t they all. I heard you had lunch with George Richter today. How was that?”
I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that she knew. Snoopy bitch. I also felt a blush forming, not from her inquiry about George, but from the posting I’d just done, certain that she’d be mortified.
“News travels fast, doesn’t it? It was nice. We went to Brick House and grabbed some salads.”
“That it does,” she replied with displeasure. “I guess you’ll be doing that often now.”
“Maybe,” I said and quickly fibbed to see if I could get a rise from her, “I didn’t know he’d be here today. As you know, he normally works from home, but over lunch he told me he needed to meet with Chuck.”
“Right,” she said, the tension in her voice clearly evident. “I said a quick good morning to them, but they we in deep discussion and didn’t want to be disturbed.”
“I’m sure they were. Anyway, I’ve got to get back to my desk. Like you said, it’s a busy day. See you later,” I replied, not waiting for an answer and returning to my desk. If I’d remained, I’m sure I wouldn’t have suppressed my smug grin.
The rest of the afternoon passed quickly enough, as I gloated and cheerfully did my work, but as soon as five came around, I was out the door. Time to pack — I was moving in with George! Nothing could spoil my mood. Even Judy’s looming inquisition. As a matter of fact, along as I was already gloating, I could have some fun with her too.
As I drove home, I contemplated what I should pack. Okay, clothes for work, that was easy enough. Four days of underwear, pants and blouses. And more shoes, of course. Otherwise, some skirts and tops to wear at his place. No underwear required, I sniggered.
As I parked, I saw that Judy’s car was there already. She must have lead footed home from work.
I entered the apartment to find her at the kitchen table once more.
“Couldn’t wait, could you?” I teased.
“After you dropped that bomb this morning, what did you expect?”
“Nothing less. Let’s go to my room and we can talk while I pack.”
“Okay,” she replied and followed.
The duffel was still on my bed from the morning and I knew it wasn’t sufficiently voluminous to hold everything I needed so I found the suitcase buried at the back of my closet, replacing it with the now empty duffle.
As I opened the suitcase and laid it on the bed, Judy said, “Wow, you’re really serious about this!”
“Did you think I was going to change my mind?”
“No, but that’s a big suitcase!”
“I know, but it’s all I’ve got that will hold what I need. So, fire away.”
As I pulled items from my closet and dresser, refolding as needed, and tucked them in my suitcase, Judy began, “Since you were so reluctant to tell me anything this morning…”
“Like I said, fire away,” I interrupted.
“That’s more like it… so…where should I start?”
“Does it really matter? I’m sure you’ll get to everything. Just be reasonably quick about it.”
“Okay, first, how was the waxing?”
“It stung, but that was temporary and it’s definitely a little weird having a stranger rip out my pubes.”
“Agreed. Was it worth it?”
“Most assuredly,” I confirmed enthusiastically.
“Really? Why?”
“Gosh, a number of reasons. Although I was dubious beforehand, I really like the way it looks and it feels so good when he goes down on me. Finally, he’s waxed too and the skin on skin feeling is so…intimate.”
“Whoa! Wait a minute. He’s waxed too?”
“That’s right. Believe me it was a shock on Friday night, but I quickly came around to liking how it looks, plus the other advantages I just mentioned.”
Hmm…I’ll have to talk to Bob about that.”
“Not that I’m an expert on these things, but the place George took me was great. Very clean. Efficient. Personable without being creepy. Obviously, it’s the same place he uses, so if you can convince Bob, I’d recommend it.”
“What’s their name?”
“Hard as Nails. It’s between here and his house. I’d guess about twenty minutes away.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. Speaking of his house, where is it?”
“About thirty minutes from here on Squankum River Drive. The lot backs on to the river where he’s got a dock for his boat.”
“Rub it in while you’re at it. So what’s the house like?”
“To me, it’s perfect. It’s a three bedroom colonial with light grey shakes, white trim and black shutters. There’s a huge masonry patio across the entire back, overlooking the river. Fabulous kitchen — he’s a really good cook, by the way. The master bedroom and bath also runs the full length of the back. Same fabulous view of the river. And the master bath — wow! A huge claw foot tub, which I’m still waiting to try, a double vanity, even a double shower, which we have put to good use.”
“Sounds lovely. I gotta admit, I’m a little jealous.”
“Can’t say I blame you. I’d feel the same if I were in your shoes. But I tell you what, we’re having a party in a couple of weeks on the eighteenth. I’d love you to come. And Bob, of course.”
“Sure, but you just said we, as in ‘we’re having a party.’ Did I hear that correctly?”
“You did. He asked me to help him host it. Even take the seventeenth off to help prep.”
“Damn, girl! He really is serious.”
“Told you.”
“Count us in. No way I could pass that up. But getting back to basics, what did you get up to this weekend?”
“I really have to get going soon and don’t have time to give you the blow by blow,” I said, knowing full well that I wasn’t getting off that easily.
“Oh yes, you do! So…you said he has a big cock, how big is big?”
“I don’t know exactly. Taking out a tape measure would have been a real buzz kill, but when I put both hands on it, the head still shows,” I replied, stacking my fists atop one another.
“Wow!” Judy exclaimed, “Hold that, I’ll be right back…”
Judy trotted out of the room and quickly returned with a ruler, holding it against my fists.
“Holy fuck! That’s a good eight inches, at least!” she said with a grin, “So, did you suck that monster?”
“Yes. And I’ve got to admit taking all of it is a real challenge.”
“Say what!”
“You heard me. Especially on Friday night, when I did it the first time.”
“Don’t you gag on it? I know I would!”
“Not exactly, it does make me cough and splutter. I’ve learned to overcome it somewhat, but I doubt that it will ever be easy,” I confirmed with a smug grin.