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Zach was on the interstate highway, making his six-hour driving force nursing home from college for the summer. He had just finished his junior twelvemonth and although he was glad that his classes and finals were behind him, he wasn't looking forward to living under his parents'roof again for the summer. At college he could do as he pleased -- political party, stay out all night, ascent hell, get drunk, whatever he wanted at any meter. At house he had to toe the contrast or he'd get a freight of grief from Mom and Dad.

Zach was a well-favoured kid, tall, blond, gymnastic and popular at schoolhouse. He was majoring in journalism, had a good gradation point average, contributed to the campus newspaper and radio receiver station and was the starting third base baseman for the baseball team. Coming home only cramped his style.

He was now looking forward to three months of the Saami thing he'd done the previous two summers : working nights in a occupy warehouse and helping to coach his little comrade's baseball team. His brother Jeff was XIV years old and played in the county Senior League.

The team was managed by Dan, father of Danny Jr., who was Jeff's best admirer and lived three doors down. Dan was an easy-going guy in his mid-thirties who worked for the nation route Commission and had coached both boys since they were in the midget League. His wife was dig, the perpetual team mother and a hairdresser by trade. Zach could call back times when all the neighborhood kids lined up at her kitchen door for relieve haircuts when she would hold casual ‘ Haircut Saturdays ’.

Zach had always liked Dan and dig. They were kind, earthy working masses, although a bit of an odd couple ; they were summate opposites. Dan was a mellow, soft-spoken pipe smoker, kind of rough edged with a knit stitch expression and a pot belly. He never said often unless he drank too much. gibe, on the former hand, was an attractive frizzy-haired blonde with a perky, likeable personality and a nimble wit, plus a killer consistence she'd kept in peachy physical cast. Zach had always thought she was pretty hot. Hell, everybody did.

Zach pulled his car into the drive. No one was rest home. It was other afternoon so Jeff would still be in school day and his parents at oeuvre. His mother Meg worked as a nurse practician and his father Joe was a civic engineer. He let himself into the house and unpacked his filled-to-the-max car and moved all of his stuff into his old bedroom. He threw a load of dirty washing into the washing machine and then went out back and dove into the pocket billiards. He swam a few laps before climbing out and lying on a lounge chair.

He was proud of the backyard. His parents had done a great job designing it, he thought, from the large lanai to the outdoor kitchen and bar, screened syndicate and Jacuzzi, even a summerhouse. They loved to harbor and often held company and get-togethers for their friends and family.

Jeff got home from school and came in the front line door yelling for Zach because he'd seen his car out front. Zach was in the laundry room downstairs. He was moving his clean clothes into the drier and throwing another dirty load into the washer.

They greeted each other and then went out in the yard and played a game of catch. They talked about the baseball team and how they were doing so far. The season had started a distich weeks before. Jeff said they looked pretty good, had won three and lost one so far, and the one they'd lost was in extra innings.

"We should induce won,"Jeff said."But our ripe fielder missed a subroutine pop fly and by the fourth dimension he caught up to the orchis the slugger was rounding tertiary and headed place. Lost 3-2."

"Ooh, that's a tough one,"Zach said."It's easygoing to draw a blank the blowouts than tough departure like that."

"We need you coachin ’,"Jeff said."Mr. Dan just sits there near of the time, and doesn't say much. We need you coachin'third and pumping us up."

"I'll call Mr. Dan tonight and let him make love that I'm back. If he wants me, I'll be there."

"Oh, he wants you, alright. Danny told me he's mentioned it a bunch of times."

Their mother came out of the dorsum of the house.

"There's my baby !"she hollered as she hustled over to chip in Zach a hug.

Meg squeezed her honest-to-goodness son tightly and kissed his cheeks.

"Oh, it's so nice to see you, Honey. Welcome home,"she said."How was the drive ?"

"Smooth sailing,"Zach said.

"Good. I'm cookery lasagna tonight, so I hope you're hungry."

"I'll eat it, don't you worry."

Meg stepped back and looked at him.

"My, do you ever need a haircut !"she said looking at him."You need to go see Mrs. Barb."

Zach knew she was right. He hadn't had it cut since before Christmas.

"Ma !"Jeff whined from LX metrical foot away."We're trying to play stop !"

"Yeah, I know,"Zach said."I'll call and make an appointment."

"Glad you're domicile, Zach,"she said.

Meg went into the kitchen to originate dinner party. The boy finished playing catch.

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Zach called Dan after supper.

"I was hoping you'd get family before the weekend,"Dan said."I need ya. We look okay so far but we need a praxis on some of the basic principle. It's set for Sabbatum morning. That's where you come in."

"Oh, what fundamentals are those ?"Zach asked."Right fielders shagging flies ?"

"Oh, Jeff told you how we lost, huh ? Maybe that too. But mostly bunting, base run, rundowns, crosscut. All the fun stuff. And the Thomas Kid seem to focus advantageously when they know a real college histrion is talking and not the Lapp ole dad they've been listening to for six-seven years."

"Okay, sounds like a plan. I'm nervous to get started again. Oh, and is girl Barb around ? Tell her I need a haircut bad, and I'll be making an appointment."

"I'll tell her. See you Sat,"Dan said.

Zach hung up and called the salon. The gal who answered the speech sound said Barb worked the following day. He scheduled an fitting for mid-afternoon.

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First affair the next morning Zach called his employer. He'd worked there for three straight summers and they were always glad to have him back. They told him to hail in and sign up everything and he would start the following Monday.

Zach took a shower and shampooed his golden locks. He dressed occasional but nifty and went to sate out the paperwork for his job. He grabbed some lunch and went to a bookstore and bought a couple paperback book. He did some version and browsed until it was time for his hair appointment.

He got to the salon a little other and checked in. He took a prat with a good view of Barb. She had worked at this place for year so she had a option workspace near the back and had an old guy in her chair. She looked good as common, her svelte body dressed in a black zipper smock with sleeve to her elbow joint, calamitous tights on her legs and black flats on her feet. Her blond curls danced on her shoulders as she moved to and fro, snipping away.

He always liked going to barb for haircuts. She looked unspoiled, smelled good and took her meter, fussing over every slight edge, evening it here and there, making sure it looked just so.

Another thing about Barb that Zach liked was that she wore very little makeup, only a pernicious touch modality around the eyes and polished nails. But jewellery was a different floor. She always wore a lot of jewellery : head-to-toe necklaces, rings, watchstrap, earrings, you name it. Even as he looked at her from his chair in the waiting expanse at the nominal head he could see gold chain dangling from her earlobes, bracelets and bracelet on both her wrists, band on to the highest degree of her finger's breadth and ankle bangle. He wondered how much more he couldn't see.

Finally dig pulled the piece of paper off of the old man and he rose out of his chair. He preened in front of the mirror for a moment before they walked up front to the Johnny Cash register. He paid, said thanks and walked by Zach and out the door.

"Okay, who's adjacent ?"Barb called out loudly, pretending to look at the date agenda on the counter."Do we suffer a Zach ?"She looked at him and grinned.

Zach stood up and walk toward her and Barb came around the comeback and gave him a hug.

"Hi, Zach, welcome home,"she said."You look heavy ! How are you doing ?"

"I'm good, how are you ?"

"goodness, arrive on back,"she said.

Zach took his keister and gibe covered him and wrapped the composition flight strip around his collar. Barb smelled in effect, just like he remembered, like refreshful flush. As she readied her creature they made small talk : How's schooltime, how's the category, all that malarkey. Then Barb turned to him and was ready to get started.

She cocked her head and looked at him for a moment, and lifted his hair and let it flop back down.

"Zach, I have to say, you've certainly grown into a big untried man,"she said."But hoot boy, do you ever need a haircut !"

"I know, I know,"he said sheepishly."That's why I'm here. Do your magic."

"illusion ? I might take a weed whopper for this mess !"She ran her fingers through his hair on both sides of his head."How do you want it cut ?"

"The usual. If you can remember."

"How could I forget a header like yours ?"she said.

Barb started with electric car clippers on the side of meat, muttering ‘ God, you need a haircut !'several times.

"So how's your mom ? I haven't talked to her lately."

"She's fine, said to say Hi,"he said."Are you coming to her ladies company again this summer ? It's three workweek away."

"Oh sure, that's always fun. All the young woman look forward to it."

Every year on the Sabbatum after Memorial Day Meg threw her peeress First Pool company. She invited all of her adult female ally, coworkers and neighbors. It started mid-afternoon and none of their men were allowed to show up until twilight, by which time most of the Lady were half in the bag. Then an almost-anything-goes party ensued.

"Oh good,"Zach said."I'll be sure to picture up and check out the scenery. I hope you're going to wear that skimpy bikini you had on last year."

"Oh no, I don't think so. But I have another one you might like."

"That's skillful. You got ta let that hot body out ! Not hide it behind that sinister cloak you have on. brand it hard to project what's underneath."

"I'm working, Zach. Besides you're not supposed to be visualizing what I have underneath. You should be looking at the mirror, not the hairstylist's prat !"

He looked up at the mirror in front end of him. barb had stopped work for a second and was looking right into his eyes via the mirror with a playful smiling on her fount. She went back to work.

They didn't say much for a patch. Zach closed his middle as Barb's scissors pranced around his forehead. In his judgment he held the image of her bronze, toned nearly-naked consistence in her scanty swimsuit, and how it plastered itself like shrink wrap to her mamilla and crotch and ass when she'd get out of the piddle. He opened his eye and in the mirror watched her skilled hands, with ringing on seven finger, flitting this way and that as she scissored away, accompanied by the tinny rattling of the multiple watchband and gaud on both her wrists.

In the mirror Zach watched the hair on his head slowly take shape. He wanted it to last ; he loved the sensation of Barb so close, doting on him, the feel of her finger against his scalp, the docile air pressure of her medallion on his neck when she applied a hot towel. But eventually she pulled the cover off of him.

"There,"she said,"All done, another masterpiece."

"That looks good, Barb. You are an proficient weed whacker !"

"See you again in a year or two,"she laughed.

"No, I'll be back before that,"he said as he got up."I'll come to see you whether I need it or not."

They walked to the register to check out. Zach handed her some billhook which included a heavy tip and said he didn't want any change.

"Oh Zach, hold, this is way too much,"Barb said.

"No it isn't,"he said."Mary Jane whacking wage good."He leaned closer and added softly,"Put the extra money toward buying the lean bikini you can find."

Barb's brim twisted into a flirty smile.

"Well, thank you, Zach. Maybe I will,"she said, and winked at him.

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The next dayspring was Saturday so Zach went to baseball exercise and tried to whip the boys into shape. He was glad to see that they weren't bad at all, just rusty on some of the mundane finer points. The practice was boring for the kids but by the end they were all hustling and working together and whipping the ball around pretty good.

Monday night he started his job. He knew the drill pretty well, having done it in past summer. He liked the dark displacement because of the pay first derivative and it was much to a greater extent laid-back and less hectic than day or evening shifts. There were no motortruck coming and going, loading and unloading. He just had to satisfy, plurality and stack monastic order for the day workers to ship out in the morning.

Tuesday evening they had a ball game. He was hoping slam would be in the stands like she often was, but she wasn't. He knew she worked a couple evenings each week so he guessed she was at oeuvre. That helped Zach dressed ore on the secret plan, which they won 6-5 when Jeff drove in the winning run with a line of reasoning drive individual to focus on in the undersurface of the seventh.

The future secret plan was Th, and shot was there. She sat on the top row of the temporary bleachers behind the tierce basis bunker. He spotted her and waved to her from the coach-and-four's box and she waved back at him. He took off his cap and ran his paw through his hair a few times, pointed at his head and gave her a thumbs-up. She grinned and gave him the A-OK with her thumb and forefinger.

She looked sexy as hell in blue denim cutoffs and a flowery halter top. Her tomentum was pulled back and she looked much younger than mid-thirties. They were both wearing darkness sunglasses so it was concentrated to cognize if she could say he was checking her out constantly throughout the plot. She smiled at him a few times when he looked at her, so Zach figured she had him pegged. Then again, maybe she's checking me out too, he thought. Then at the end of the sixth inning he looked up and she was gone.

Over the next four plot shaft made it it to a couple but she usually came after the secret plan had started and left before it was over, so they never got a hazard to talk and Zach had to settle for espying her from afar.

Then they had a game against the squad they were battling for first place, which happened to be the same squad they had lost to before when their right fielder had blown the fly testicle. Barb showed up in the bit inning and she didn't leave early this time. The game was a real nail-biter, a mound's affaire d'honneur and a scoreless tie going into the bottom of the seventh, the last inning of regulating. Danny Jr. led off the inning with a bloop individual and took minute base on a wild throw. Then Zach gave the bunt mark to the next batsman and Danny got to tierce base on the sacrifice. Now with one out, a fly out could win the game. Jeff came to the plate.

"On the minute pitch, require off for base as soon as the pitcher releases the orb,"Zach whispered to Danny. Danny smiled and nodded enthusiastically.

This was a drill Zach and Jeff had practiced before. Zach gave his little blood brother the mark to not swing at the first pitch. A breaking ball for bang one. Then he gave him the bunt house : The Suicide Squeeze. The pitcherful rocked on the rubber and went into his windup.

"GO !"Zach said sharply, as the pitcher threw the ball, and Danny took off.

Jeff held back a split second before squaring to butt and caught the fielder off guard. Danny was running home. It was an outside fastball and Jeff laid down a everlasting bunt to the decent side between first base and the cumulation. The ewer and first baseman both scrambled to the ball and got there at the Lapplander time, each getting in the way of the other. The start baseman had the salutary angle and picked it up, bobbled it, and threw late to home base. Danny slid in and scored without a tag being attempted. Game over, a 1-0 win.

The Bench and bleachers exploded in cheers. The squad ran onto the discipline and surrounded Jeff and Danny, and the spectators flowed out of the stands. Dan came over and shook Zach's hand. The several parents and family members congratulated their boys. shaft hugged Danny Jr.

A few second later after things had settled down a bit and the players were gathering up all the gear into duffel bags, Zach was standing off to the face by himself when shaft walked up to him. Yellow trunks, tan body, red tube top with her mamilla perked. God, she looks hot, he thought to himself. She smiled at him and he almost got a hard-on.

"commodity telephone call, passenger vehicle,"she said."Pretty ballsy, but it worked."

"Yeah, I knew they wouldn't be looking for a back Tilletia caries with a good striker at the crustal plate. And Danny got it started. Teamwork pays off."

"And good coaching."

"mustiness be the haircut,"he said."Less hair to interfere with my brain waves."

"wellspring, you're modest, anyway. That's an admirable trait. You like to take aim hazard, don't you ?"

"Depends on the wages, I guess."

They looked at each other for a bit, silent. Zach looked directly into her sparkling eyes.

"So, barb,"he said, surprising himself by using her world-class name."Are you set for the Ladies First pocket billiards company ? It's only three days away."

"Oh, yes, I'm ready. It's always fun."

"William Tell me. Have you been bikini-shopping lately ?"

"As a matter of fact I have,"she said coyly.

"That's good. I'm looking forward to it. I hope the weather condition is good."

"So do I,"she said."It would be such a barren if it wasn't."

She gave him that wink again. He watched her behind as she walked away. With her hot yellow shorts hugging her cute piffling ass and her tight red subway top covering her tasty tits she looked like a wise piece of strawberry cheesecake all ready for him to take a bite. The jewelry on her articulatio radiocarpea and ankles glistened in the setting sun as she walked to her car. Zach felt a quiver in his loins and have sex the sentence had come to need a risk that could bring in him a payoff like he'd never had before.

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Saturday came and the atmospheric condition was good, sunny and warm with a few illogical cloud. Zach helped his mother set up for the political party : motivate furniture, setting up tables, stocking the bar, getting everything fix. He ran out to get a few travelling bag of ice. Meg handled the food. Dad was off playing golf and Jeff was staying with a friend.

The usual architectural plan was that Zach would facilitate get the party started as the woman arrived, fetching potable and towels, tending bar, setting up the music and whatever else he could do to help. Then once the political party was rolling he could make himself scarce and just fix certainly the music didn't stay. In keeping with the pocket billiards party vibe, Zach wore a pair of long, baggy swim proboscis and goose egg else.

The first Edgar Guest arrived at about two-thirty. The ladies seemed to show up in packs of three or four at a clock time. Zach had seen most of them before, although he didn't remember many figure except for the moms from the neck of the woods. He popped the top on a can of beer and took a healthy swig.

He kept watching for Barb and he spotted her as soon as she entered the lanai. He was with a couple other gallon from down the street and they all said hi to Meg and a few of the others nearby. Most of the madam were already staked out in chairwoman around the pool. After a couple minutes the fledgling moseyed over to the bar.

Zach poured Mimosas and Planter's biff into marvelous charge card cups. He served the starting time respective pretty quick. He served Barb conclusion and took his time as the others moved off toward the pool.

She looked fabulous. She wore a baseball cap and shades and a shy smiling. She had a lacy cover up cloak around her and he could see the lineation of her bikini underneath. There was a beach towel in her hand, chains around her neck and bracelet on her carpus. Zach handed her a Mimosa and as she took the cup he saw that her fingernails were painted blacken, and thought it was a sexy line to all of the glitzy rings on her fingers.

"Thank you, Zach,"dig said."So, your mom got you to tend the bar again."

"Yes, and I'll be here until I get you drunk."

"Then I guess I better pace myself, right ?"she laughed.

"Naw, drink up,"he said."When do I get to see what you have on underneath that wrap ?"

"Oh, it won't be long. And it won't disappoint."

He watched her walk away. She had flip dud on her base and her toenails were also painted black.

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Zach continued serving drinking as the stragglers arrived. He watched Barb as she mingled a bit around the pocket billiards before finding a death chair by a twosome of neighbor. She uncovered and put the wrapper on the back of her chair. She was right. He wasn't disappointed.

He already knew how skilful her consistence was but the swimsuit gave added accent mark to her strengths. It was colored and tapered to complement her cut, tanned shape. It was a creamy tawny yellow with mordant smudge and other markings. Up top the bra was stuffed with her firm, round knocker and the bottom was a V-shape pointing into her crotch. It looked like leopard hide. The sun was reflecting off her jewellery until she dove into the pool. Zach went inside to get more punch.

-- --

"What does a girl got ta do to get a drink around here ?"

Zach was bent over behind the bar when he heard barb's voice. He stood up and looked at her. She was alone. Her bikini was soaked and clung to her tits and steady mammilla like a wet coating of paint.

"yield her dress off,"Zach said.

Barb laughed."The barman are very forward around here,"she said."Where do I complain ?"

"No gumption complaining, it doesn't do any good."

He poured the drink and walked around the bar and stood adjacent to her.

"Here you go, jungle woman,"he said, handing her the drink."I love your suit, it's a knockout. What is that, a leopard ?"

"No, actually it's an ocelot."

"Oh, Well. Either way it's a wild kitty,"he said.

barb cracked up and almost spit her drink. Her eubstance quivered with spasm of laughter. Zach sipped his beer with a shit-eating grin on his face.

"I can't believe I laughed at that,"she said, still laughing."It was crude and corny. But funny."

"Bad jokes are my specialization. I'll be here all week."

They stood there for a moment sipping drinkable and looking at each other. Neither looked away.

"shit, you look upright,"Zach said."Why don't we run away together ?"

"Sorry, I can't. I have to work Monday. And I couldn't live with myself if I stole the boys'coach away."

Zach suddenly felt very close to Barb, he knew he wanted her. She was playful and flirty, he liked that. But was she just teasing him ?

"I never get tired of looking at you. You have an incredible body,"he said.

"Thank You. Your consistence is somewhat nice too, Zach."She started to progress to for his bare breast but stopped herself.

"Maybe we should get these consistency together,"he said, leaning his body against hers. He felt the wetness of her breast against his arm.

"Oh, I don't know about that,"she said."I may be a piddling old for you. And I don't think my husband would care for that melodic theme. And your mother wouldn't appreciate me corrupting her slight boy and ruining her party."

"well, you're not too old for me, I just told you I can't take my oculus off of you. And Dan's not here, and I'm not going to tell him, that's for indisputable. And as for my mother, she's a picayune preoccupied today. We could consume sex three different times, in three different ways, in three different elbow room in her sign this afternoon and she wouldn't have a clue."

"I doubt that,"she said.

Barb shook her forefront and sipped her deglutition. Zach took her half-filled cup and topped it off and handed it back to her.

"Listen,"Zach said softly, leaning closer to her."Go back out to the pool, socialize, terminate your beverage. In XXX minute of arc meet me upstairs, net doorway on the right."

"You're loony, Zach, you know that ?"

Zach scurried into the house for more ice. slam walked back to the pool with a stuporous feel on her face.

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It was Zach's old bedchamber but all the rock and bankroll poster had been replaced with refined redact print. It was now a seldom-used node room. It was about xii feet square with a duplicate bed, a nightstand, dresser and small desk and death chair. Zach stood waiting. Thirty-one moment, xxxii minutes, thirty-three… Was she coming or not ?

Then he heard soft step, bare base in the wooden hall. The room access was ajar and he watched it open the residuum of the way and then there she was, this bikini-clad hot married woman from down the street. He shut the doorway behind her and locked it and turned to face her. He gently touched her berm and traced the fingers of both hands slowly down her arm. He felt her chill slightly.

"This is insane,"Barb whispered."I must be crazy."

Zach interlaced his fingerbreadth into hers.

"I want to kiss you,"he said softly.

He squeezed her hired hand and put his sass to hers. gibe didn't hesitate for long. Within a few seconds his spit was in her oral fissure and he felt her hands clenching his tightly in return. She sucked on his tongue and moaned voiced pleasure as they kissed. Zach's rooster was already a heated blade rod.

He broke the kiss for a irregular, unlatched his bridge player and put his arms around her. With one hired hand on her amphetamine back and the other on her ass their mouths collided again and opened hungrily. He pulled her body shut down to his. He could feel her moist tits pressed against his body and he made sure she could feel his heavily nub against hers.

Zach kissed her face, her ears, her neck and shoulder joint. He licked his way down to her knocker and pulled the damp fabric aside and sucked on her rubbery mammilla. Barb moaned softly and ran her fingers through his haircloth, pulled his top dog to her embrace and shoved her nipple into his oral fissure. He sucked her nipple cryptic into his sassing and nibbled her figure with his teeth.

Barb loved having her tits sucked and cooed as Zach slurped away, alternating tit for tit. She dug her melanise nails into his scalp and kissed the top of his head. She felt detached from the activity, as if she were watching from above, disbelieving that she could be doing what she was doing, in this bedchamber with the handsome boy up the street, willingly giving herself to him.

Zach eased jibe backward a few feet and sat her on the bound of the bed. He spread her legs and knelt before her. There was a silver studhorse in her navel so he sucked it into his lip. He slid his work force under her merchant ship and positioned her for optimal accession. He could see the schema of her snatch lips behind the clammy ocelot textile. She gasped when he kissed her there and he sucked on the fabric, tasting atomic number 17. He sprinkled multiple buss over her crotch.

He grabbed her legs one at a clip and looped them over his shoulders. He looked into her eyes as he slipped his fingers inside her two-piece hind end and pushed it aside. Then he plunk in head-first.

Barb let out a loud, wheezy moan when his backtalk joined her open lips and his strong tongue entered her. She held his headland in her script and mashed her cunt into his aspect. She didn't know what she was expecting, but it wasn't this. She'd surprised herself even walking up the step to this room because it was such a weirdo, risky melodic theme, even though she had more or less accepted the fact that she would probably queer the furrow with Zach at some point. But she figured it would be some awkward, clumsy fuck with a good-looking college kid, but here she was, after only a few minutes with her legs wrapped around his head and his tongue in her twat.

Zach was no ladies'man by any reach but he knew that he couldn't go improper if he could pretend the noblewoman come. That was his odd goal on this first face-off, and he decided he would keep his face buried in her cunt until he made that happen.

He pressed his face against her sex as she ground it into him, and craned his natural language inside her succulent snatch like he was trying to clobber her asshole from the inside out. Her pubic hair was short and trimmed into a peachy trilateral patch. He slithered his hands under her stooge cheeks and squeezed them hard with each tongue-dive. Soon shot was emitting a groaning hiss with each stroke, and her mashing and his gashing were in complete unison.

His jaws became aching and slam's snatch was dripping wet so he backed off for a bit and sucked up the slop and swallowed it. Then he put his lips around her clit and sucked it into his mouth.

"Oh God !"gibe barked."Oh Zach !"

He closed his eyes and sucked with firm, even force per unit area in the same rhythm as before and barb fell right in, moaning with each push. Her clit was a pulsing, swelled organ in his mouth and Barb was fucking him with it, and Zach could find out the jewellery on her carpus rattling close to his ears as she yanked his head to and fro. On and on, over and over they went, and her groans became louder as she came closer to spilling her beans.

"Oh Jesus nooky son of a bitch,"slam blurted. Her torso crumpled and her leg cut like scissors grip around Zach's neck.

She came in a torrent. Zach was amazed, he'd never seen a flush like this. Her cum flew out of her like a body of water main ruptured. Her body shook for a time as she released and even after Zach removed his face from her crotch and sat on the bed beside her, her body continued having little aftershocks.

Zach kissed her gently but shot grabbed him behind the head teacher and savagely jammed her tongue between his lips. Her tongue was ferine inside his sassing so his quickly joined the fray.

"God, Zach,"she said."Wow."

"You taste good,"he said.

He stood up and pulled dig up with him. He bent his head down and kissed her nipples and tucked her mammilla back inside her bikini bra. He straightened her up down below. Then he took her mitt and pressed it against the front of his drawers so she could palpate his cock, long and hard.

"This is what you do to me,"he said."Thirty minute, in Jeff's elbow room across the hall."

He didn't wait for an answer. He kissed her and was out the door.

Zach went to the bar and fuddle a beer. shot went for a swim. They hadn't even been missed, at to the lowest degree nobody said anything.

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Jeff's room was the like size as the guest way but it looked like a teenager's room : music and sports posters on the walls, figurer on the desk, shoes scattered around on the floor. The single bed was unmade so Zach straightened it up as best he could.

slam tiptoed up the stairs and down the hall and entered Jeff's bedroom. She locked the door behind her. She walked up to Zach with a scared look on her face.

Zach took her into his arms and kissed her. Her lips parted immediately and sucked him in. Her hair was wet and smelled clean and jerk, like the pocket billiards. He felt her hand on his hardening member.

"I want to suck your cock,"she whispered, as if she could barely conceive she was saying it.

"You're reading my mind,"Zach said.

She didn't custody back. She sat on the bed and he stood in front of her. She put her custody on the cincture of his automobile trunk and pulled them down to the floor.

It's a nice cock, she thought. Long and straight and good and operose. Bigger than Dan's, foresightful and fatter. She inched Zach a footling skinny and kissed the tip and then licked the rotating shaft up and down. She sucked his balls into her mouthpiece one at a clock time and Zach sighed with pleasure.

He sighed again a great deal louder when she took his turncock into her mouth. She licked and sucked on his purple helmet for a minute before she began taking more cock into her sass, two inches, three inch, four. With half his tool in her mouth she started sucking him with a fervent, sloppy personnel. She was fondling his balls in one hand and his ass in the former as she sucked, and widened her mouth and throat to inch her way further down. She wanted to kiss her finger's breadth that were wrapped around his scrotum.

Zach held her wet principal in his hands and slowly began swinging his cock into her mouth, hoping to go deeper. jibe cooperated, taking it in a smidgen at a clip, trying to get mouth to crackpot.

Zach was hypnotized watching his pecker slowly scatter into jibe's mouth. He swung his groyne harder into her face and she grunted and he felt her dentition on the side of his cock. She backed off, took a hint and then covered it again with one quick jerk and took it in, then again. She settled back with a mouthful of three or four inches and sucked with a quick pace like her life depended on it.

Zach started swinging his putz like it was batting recitation. In, back, in, back, in, back, over and over. He could finger the cool embossment of the metal halo on her finger's breadth surrounding his boiling ball. Barb kept sucking, and it wasn't long until it was his turn to come.

He roared like a hungry Hippopotamus amphibius when he ejaculated. Spasm after spasm, his cords of cum left the head of his prick, and Barb's sexy mouth held on, taking it. Finally all his mettle was spent. It was all over in 12 minutes.

"Damn, that's a lot of cum !"shaft said as she stood up."Not bad, though."

"That was so fucking hot !"Zach said, and tongue-kissed her, tasting himself. He pulled up his trunks.

"Thirty minutes,"barb said."Where ?"

"Downstairs,"Zach said."The office."

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His father's office was right off the dining elbow room but the door was always closed so Zach knew it would be safety. And there was a small lounge in there as well and he planned to make good use of it.

He entered the room and left the threshold slightly outdoors for Barb. The office was on the eastern United States side of the house and away from the lately afternoon sun so it was fairly dim. He went to the window and while he was closing the subterfuge he felt two arms go around him and hug him from nates. She was already there and he hadn't seen her. dig buried her face into his neck and kissed him. He turned to face her and she held her index finger finger up to his lips.

"Ssssh,"she said very softly.

She turned and tiptoed to the door and closed it and locked it. She came back to him and looked up into his face and raised her arm to run her hand through his hair. He took her helping hand and guided it to his mouth and he kissed each of her fingers and sucked one into his mouth.

"The black nail polish,"Zach said."I never saw you wear that before."

"Yeah, well, I thought I'd try something new. It's a instruction, I guess."

"A statement ? What does it say ?"

"It says I want you to fuck me,"slam said.

"You're reading my nous again,"Zach said.

He pulled her tight and their oral cavity smashed together. His script roamed her back and one slipped under her cover up to her butt and fingered its way into the crack of her ass. She groped for his dick as her glossa eeled around his.

Zach loosened the tie on the front of her wrap and tossed it back off of her berm. slam wiggled her subdivision and it fell to the storey. One hook unhooked and the bra was on the floor, too.

Barb was already pushing his automobile trunk down when Zach's digit slipped inside her. With one handwriting in her pussy, he pushed her ocelot twat cover down her legs. They were then standing cheek to face, his finger's breadth in her cunt, her deal clutching his hard, egotistical phallus, and their wear in a heap by their feet.

"I want to feel your big nooky stopcock inside me,"she whispered into his ear.

She didn't have to say it twice.

Zach eased her dorsum until she was sitting on the overstuff arm of the couch. He wanted to eat a little more pussy before he fucked her. He knelt and licked her inside and out before surrounding her button with his lips. shaft's organic structure buzzed when he sucked it in and tongued it and he felt it plump in his mouth.

Zach stood up in movement of her. Barb took his dick in her hand and lay back against the back of the lounge. It was comfortable and the angle worked.

"fuck me,"she whispered.

He zeroed in close. She drew his pecker to her bitch and put it into her. He pushed it all the way in and mounted her. She wrapped her arms around his back and her legs around his. She moaned so he kissed her to muzzle her.

Zach started slowly in an effort to be quiet but figured out pretty agile that would not work. He wanted to fuck the shit out of this woman. Barb's fingernails were digging into his book binding, her tongue was fucking his sassing and her snatch was squeezing his cock. They soon had a hard, rocking rhythm going and they grunted into each others'mouths.

The peg of the lounge were squeaking with each of their thrusts. The back of the sofa was tapping the wall a split instant after each close call. Their low moans played bass. And shaft's bangle and gaud rattled, adding rhythm section like a tambourine.

Zach fucked her knockout, slammed his gumshoe trench inside her and clenched her ass in his mitt like a bench vise. Barb sucked his tongue and bit his shoulder and stabbed his rachis with her nails and slung her crotch into him, and sucked his stopcock with the bulwark of her pussy.

"I'm gon na fuck you till you come, jibe,"Zach said with half-breath."Until you come big."

He felt her blazonry, legs and snatch grasp even slopped around him. They kept fucking with an increased manic euphoria.

"Oh screwing, I'm gon na come,"Zach said finally when he felt his rising surge.

"Give it to me,"dig said."Give it to me."

Zach pounded her faster and rammed his fingers into the pass of her ass and made for certain one made it into her asshole.

"Ugh,"she muttered.

With each spry dip of his cock into her pussy his finger lodged recondite up her ass. Barb wasn't used to this but it soon brought her close to her edge.

Zach emitted a low murmuring when he came. His semen seared its way up through his prick, out of him and into Barb, vellication after twitch. As if on cue Barb started to shudder and shake.

"Oh God, here I come !"slam yelped, a little too loud.

"Sssh,"Zach said softly.

shot's head darted side-to-side and her groin squirmed like a cage cat.

"Yes, oh screwing,"she sibilated, breathless."I love your fucking cock !"

She came in a shower much like her showtime one upstairs. Zach kept prodding his emptied dick into her and felt her released liquid floodlight her vagina and seep out around him.

When her eighth note at last die away Zach unsaddled her and shot jumped right up and started dressing. Zach pulled on his shorts. He took her in her sleeve and kissed her.

"That was fucking incredible,"he said."You fuck like a goddess. I want us to do some more of this."

"You better,"shaft said, as she tied her wrap in front."Is the coast clear ?"

Zach cracked the threshold and took a look.

"Yes,"he said."All clear."

"Good."

She power-kissed him with her tongue tickling his throat and her fingerbreadth tickling his crotch. Then she put her mouth up to his ear.

"You're a hell of a fuck yourself,"she said softly.

She sucked and nibbled his ear lobe briefly and stepped through the door. Zach watched her walk of life across the household way and down the vestibule, headed for the bathroom.

They hadn't been caught. Everybody was extraneous and the music was still playing. The sun getting low and all of the husband and boyfriends would be showing up soon. Zach went upstair to acquire a shower.

Zach didn't bent around. He left the party because he didn't want to say or do anything stupid around Barb to chip in them away. And he didn't think he could bear to see her with Dan rightfulness then. He went to an old resort to drink a few beers and bourgeon some pool. He ran into a girl he knew and they hung out for a patch. He knew he could have gone family with her but he didn't even try. He didn't want her. He wanted dig.

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So now what ?

Zach soon found out that having a clandestine affair with a hot mom from down the street was not the easiest matter to take out off. He couldn't claim her at dwelling, she had a husband, a son and a full-time job. He couldn't harass her at work. They couldn't be seen. He even had to be measured talking to her at the new ballgame and agree their body language or someone might notice something and get suspicious.

It was Weird for Barb, too. She didn't enjoy the rest of the pool party that night. Dan showed up half-lit and kept crapulence. She just hung out with the daughter and tried to avoid talking to Meg if possible, as if Meg would read her boldness and know that she had sucked and fucked her son in the house that afternoon.

Zach went to the next game and tried to act pattern. He didn't see Barb. He coached the Sami as he always did but was self-aware and paranoiac that others knew something they didn't. And it was strange being around Dan knowing he would kill him if he found out he'd fucked his wife.

After the plot Zach got back to his car and found a small gasbag on the driver's seat. His windowpane was cracked open air and somebody had slipped it through the opening. The envelope had ZACH neatly printed in block letters on the outside. He got behind the roulette wheel and opened it. It was short and mellifluous but made his center skip :

Z- Come over tomorrow morning when you get off work. Be discreet. - B.

He drove home with a grinning on his grimace. He read a book for a patch, took a cascade, and got ready to go to work.

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The next dawning Zach drove home plate and parked his car out front as he usually did. Everybody had already left for the day. He went to his room and took off his dirty clothes. He sat on the bed to take his wind cone off and the image of him on his articulatio genus in this same spot with his headway between Barb's leg popped into his mind. He could still sense a slim scent of her, almost taste her.

He showered and dressed casually -- shorts and a T -- and headed out the back. There was a right-of-way behind the backyards on their position of the street and he used it to walk down to Barb's. He went to the back door and knocked.

"come in,"he heard Barb call from within.

Zach opened the door and entered. The threshold opened into a dining area which was adjacent to the sustenance room. He saw Barb standing in the sustenance room next to the sofa, barefoot with a knee-length pink gown tied around her.

"I don't have to be to process until noon,"she said.

Zach briskly stepped toward her. shot opened her robe and let it devolve. She was naked except for her jewelry. hoop in her ears, necklaces, band, bracelets and fallal on her carpus and ankles, two amber chains looped around her slim waist. Their physical structure instantly meshed and they kissed. barb's men made a beeline into Zach's shorts.

"I can't believe it's only been four twenty-four hour period,"Barb rasped.

"I know,"Zach said.

Zach's short circuit were off and jibe was pulling his T-shirt over his head. His tool was already reaching for the ceiling. They wobbled toward the couch and shot pulled him down on top of her.

"Let's ass first,"she said.

She led his rooster to her eager slot. She wanted to feel it inside her and she groaned when Zach forced the length of it into her. After a 1 jab they were in sync and grunting and groaning and fizzle and picking up the pace.

This fuck was going to be fast and maddened. Their eubstance were already superheated and their groins were bouncing up and down like a bucking pony. The sofa groaned along beneath them. barb had her hired man splayed on Zach's back and her wrist joint ornament clattered in time.

"Put your finger in my ass,"she said.

Zach obliged and Barb was now getting vigorously impaled coming and going. Zach came first and bellowed as he delivered his seed deep into her. shaft was not far behind and she screeched as her body shook and her cum flowed. They kissed for a meter as Zach's boner slackened inside her.

They made out. She licked the salty sweat off of his cervix. He sucked her mamilla. She sucked his turncock until he came. He ate her pussy until she came.

After all the mad sex shaft went to the kitchen and got them each a ice of water. They sat and talked about how they would schedule their trysts. They started kissing again and soon Zach's putz was ready for thirds. Barb climbed onto his lap facing him and lowered her juicy cunt onto his cock and they started fucking again.

Up and down, up and down she went, falling each time onto him bullishly and savoring the jolt of his cock up rich inside her. Her work force were on his shoulders pushing and her proportionate jewelry accompanied her shrieks of pleasure. They both came again and their merge secretions oozed out of dig and onto the cushion. She didn't motion as they again kissed a retentive, slow tongue fuck.

"You know you rattle when we fuck,"Zach said.

"Excuse me ?"gibe asked, puzzled.

"Your jewelry. It rattles when we fuck."

"You don't like it ?"she said.

"I like it okay, just making an observation. It's sort of musical."

gibe shook her radiocarpal joint.

"Actually, it's not really a rattle,"she said."It's more like a jingle."

She shook her left wrist, then her right.

"In fact it's really two different sound,"she went on. She shook her properly wrist, bracelets."Now that's a jingle. But listen to this."She shook her left radiocarpal joint of novelty."This is more of a jangle."

She shook them both together.

"jangle Jangle !"they said simultaneously.

"I'll doggerel verse Jangle with you anytime,"Zach said."Just say when."

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Their social function was now in no-turning-back full-swing. Her husband worked days and left the house early. Danny Jr. was in school day for another week but then would be taking soaring lessons three mornings a week, two of which were the days when Barb didn't go to work until noon. Their docket fell into topographic point and they would be Jingle Jangling two mornings a calendar week. dig said that if for some rationality she had to call it off at the last minute…a sick hubby or son, for example…she would take down the blinds in the kitchen window and that would be Zach's cue to abort.

Their sex could be soft or intemperately but was fearless, anything was worth a try, and dig loved the adventure. They fucked in every way, on tables, on the carpet and against the paries. There were rearward blowjob and sixty-nine. Barb had especially liked when Zach would collapse her a rim job and when he would stick his finger's breadth up her ass, so before long she wanted his dick up there too and assfucking became a regular feature.

One time shot was sucking Zach's peter in her bed and his pubic hair was tickling her olfactory organ so she decided he needed a trim. She went to the privy and came back with a large Bath towel, wet cloth, electric clipper, shaving cream and razor.

"You need a shave !"she said."rhytidoplasty up your butt."

She spread the towel under him. She turned on the electric limiter and mowed the lawn. Then she soaped him up and shaved him close. His turncock was about to explode because she had been handling it, fondling it, moving it back and forth the whole time.

"tinker's damn, this is sexy,"he said.

She sucked his cock for a minute of arc and then jerked him off the rest of the way. She wanted to determine him shoot his milky incumbrance. He grunted and his cum catapulted out of the foreland of his stiff member, rope after rope.

"Jesus, that's a lot of cum,"barb said."The fountain of youth !"

Another metre in bed slam was sucking him and Zach was laying back, watching his cock chute in and out of her mouth, disappearing and reappearing.

"You know, Barb,"he said."I never get tired of watching you suck me, watching my shaft slide in and out of your mouth."

"Really ?"

"Oh yes, it's such a jazz turn-on."

"Then let's spice it up a little."

She got up and went to the toilet. She came back with lipstick. She stood naked by the mirror on the wall beside the bed as she painted her full lips with a petite brush. She took her time and daubed with gentle finesse and Zach stroked himself as he watched.

Barb came back to bed with her sass a deep, racy red. She smiled at Zach and took his shaft into her hand. She licked the head of his cock and sucked an inch or two into her sassing. There were already lilliputian flecks of red on the tip of his cock.

"Oh my god, Barb, this is so hot,"he said."You mind if I video this ?"He picked up his speech sound from the nightstand.

"Uh, I don't know Zach. This isn't going to end up on the cyberspace, is it ?"

"No, just for me. It's so fucking hot."

"Okay, but just show my mouth, okay ? Not my face."

Zach agreed and turned on the video recording cam in his phone. He set it on his chest and framed a closeup guesswork of his cock and gibe's mouth. She held it and took it in and out of her mouth numerous times. Zach was about to raid his nut, it was one of the sexy things he'd ever seen. She kept it up. Barb gradually took Sir Thomas More and more cock into her mouth as he got closer to erupting. With a few fat inches inside her mouth, gibe held on while he came and his mid-body bucked, and his cum oozed out between her crimson lips and down the faculty of his pecker. His whole hard member reappeared and she smiled at him with cum-speckled lips.

Zach dropped the telephone on the bed beside him and pulled Barb up toward him.

"Sit on my face !"he ordered.

shaft straddled his head and placed her kitty-cat on his oral cavity, pressing. Zach licked her in and out and fucked her with his tongue as she pushed her slit into his face. He sucked and teethed her turgid clit until she came all over him.

Then Zach flipped her over and climbed on top and fucked her. Hard.

He fucked like a caveman that day. His mysterious animal cravings came through the head of his gumshoe. They both roared about as loud as they ever had when they came simultaneously. He went rest home with lipstick all over his body.

He watched the video of his lipstick blowjob when he got back to his house. He also discovered that when he dropped the phone on the bed he'd failed to deform off the photographic camera. After the six minute video there was a lacuna filmdom for a half hour with the clear audio of their sighs and moan and grunt and groans and the jingle jangling of barb's jewelry as Zach ate her pussy and the smacking slap smacking of sweaty material body as he fucked her.

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It was a perdition of a summer for both of them. Two mornings a calendar week Zach would come abode from work, go over to slam's and fuck her for two or three hours and then go home and go to bed. Two morn a workweek shot would rouse up, get her son and hubby out the door, then fuck Zach for two or three minute before she went to work. There were four times when they had to call it off which made them both thirsty for each other the next time. They never got caught and no one seemed to be untrusting.

Their last break of the day together was deadly nightshade. It was in late August the day before Zach headed back to college for his elder yr. The sex was gentler, slower as if they wanted to taste it and say a foresightful, sweet adieu. Zach gave Barb a gift before he left. It was a flatware novelty that he'd had engraved with the Son jingle JANGLE. Tears dripped down her cheeks, the first time she'd cried in front of him. Then she went to her jewelry box and sifted through it. She picked out a thin ash gray Sir Ernst Boris Chain and latched it around Zach's neck opening and kissed him goodbye. He said he'd see her when he came dwelling for Thanksgiving weekend.

Zach went back to schoolhouse and back to chasing college tail, but looked forward to going abode for Thanksgiving Day. Not for the Meleagris gallopavo, but for the doggerel jingle. Thanksgiving came but they didn't connect. Barb had to work out a lot, had family unit over and Dan and Danny Jr. were home.

Zach took a probability and sent Barb a Christmas batting order. He sent it to her salon. Aside from the Merry Christmas message he let her know he was thinking about her and would wish to see her when he was home for the holiday. She didn't respond but he still couldn't get her out of his brain. He looked for her when he went home but they didn't hook up.

He got a suddenly letter from her in January after he was back at school. She thanked him for the card but said she thought it was too wild to try and see him over the holidays with everyone being home and work and family responsibilities. conclusion summertime was swell, but that was survive summer.

The finish day of schoolhouse was in mid-May. Since his family lived so far away Zach skipped graduation and the college would be mailing his sheepskin. He drove home plate for a few days before he would be heading back to his apartment near the college. He had accepted a attitude at the mass medium ship's company where he had interned during his senior year.

His parents threw a commencement exercise party for him in the backyard and of course slam and Dan were invited. He and dig eyed each other for a time before there was an opportunity to talk to each early alone. They said their awkward how-d'ye-do before they started flirting.

"You're wearing the chain of mountains I gave you,"Barb said, touching it on the position of his neck.

"I've never taken it off."

"Really ?"

"Really. So, slam, want to meet me in thirty moment upstairs in the sleeping accommodation at the end of the hallway ?"

She laughed."I don't think so. We got away with that once but might not be so lucky this time."

"Oh come on,"Zach teased."I bet we could do it three metre in three dissimilar rooms…"

"Uh, don't think so Lover Boy. Everybody's here this sentence. Your dad, your lilliputian comrade, my husband, my son. Plus you're the man of purity and belike to be missed. But thanks for the offer."

A piddling later Dan and Danny Jr. went home to watch a ballgame on TV. barb stayed at the party for a while and then Zach walked her habitation. They made out for a minuscule while in her backyard. Zach loved the feel of her tits as they kissed and the way she leaned into his cock.

"You look fucking unbelievable,"he whispered."You sure you don't want to run away with me ?"

"Oh, Zach…"

"I think about you a lot."

"I think about you too,"she said.

"I watch the lipstick video a lot, too. It's so sexy. It gets me off every time."

"My claim to fame,"she said softly.

"I miss you,"he said with a frog in his throat.

They kissed a farseeing good-by again. In the dark Zach felt the moisture on her cheeks.

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A twosome day later Zach drove back to his flat. The following Mon he started his new job.

Two workweek later was Meg's ma'am kickoff Pool political party. shaft didn't enjoy it like the year before, in fact she'd wished she was somewhere else. The weather was cooler and cloudiness and there was no Lester Willis Young, liberal mixologist to seduce her. She drank her drinks and stared at the rachis of the house and reminisced about that day last twelvemonth when she doggerel Jangled Zach three different times in three different rooms.

-- --

Zach became very busy and adapted to his new position quickly. Since he had interned there for two semesters it was a unruffled conversion. He'd work hard for five Clarence Day and then loose for two. He already knew many of the citizenry he worked with and would socialise with some of them outside of work. He went home with one girl and almost had sex with her but called it off. He knew they really didn't click and it would only earn thing awkward at work. She was cool about it, even respected him for it.

At first Zach made a point to predict home once a workweek or so, but that campaign soon eroded as he became busier. So his female parent would bid him to make sure he was still alive. Sunday evenings seemed to be the Charles Herbert Best times to connect on the phone.

foursome calendar month later he was talking to his female parent and she had a intelligence flash for him.

"shaft and Dan are separated,"Meg said."They're getting a divorce."

"What ?"Zach said."Are you kidding me ? Why ? What happened ?"

"I don't really know the whole fib,"she said."Just what Jeff learned from Danny. But Dan and Danny moved out and the house is up for sale. I called barb but she was kind of down and didn't say practically. I've called a couple other times but she doesn't pick up. It seems she was having an affair and got caught."

"Oh my god. With whom ?"

"I don't know, some guy she met at the beauty shop, I guess. It got pretty ugly when Dan found out. heaps of yelling and cursing. Dan took Danny and moved out."

Zach was flabbergasted. He ended the claim and called shot. It went to voicemail and he left a substance. It was Sunday even after eight o'clock so he didn't think he'd hear back from her that night, but she called him back an hour later.

"Oh Zach, thanks for calling, it's ripe to hear your voice."

"I talked to my mother, she said you were separated, and selling your house. What happened ?"

"Jesus of Nazareth, Zach, it's been a nightmare. What did your mother tell you ?"

"Just what I said, that you are separated and probably getting divorced and were selling your house."

"That's all she said ?"

"She didn't know much, just what Jeff had gotten from Danny. She said you had an affair and Dan found out."

"Oh,"she said."fountainhead, not exactly."

"Really ? What really happened ?"he asked.

"You're the only one I ever had an social occasion with, Zach,"she said."And Dan doesn't know about you. But he found the lip rouge video. He saw my lips and my nose and the rings on my fingers. And then he listened to the quietus of it, and heard us moaning and fucking."

"Holy bastard. How did he find it ?"

"That's the thing. He was snooping on my telephone. I thought I'd hidden it. I almost deleted it so many times but I didn't."

"And he has no idea who it was ?"

"None. And it drives him nutcase. But it would serve no purpose for him to know. It wouldn't change anything, because I did it and we're through, but it could discomfit a few other people."

They talked and talked and they drifted into that comfort zona they'd shared before. They talked about their dalliance, their firstly brush in his mom's sign, her black nails, the kitchen windowpane subterfuge, the lipstick, the jingle jangles, the bangle he gave her and the concatenation she gave him.

"It's still around my neck,"he told her.

In what seemed no clip at all Zach realized they'd been talking for two hours.

"Well, Barb, I should tell you the purpose of my call,"he said. I need a haircut."

Barb laughed."Oh, yeah ? Up top or down below ?"

"Up top needs a passementerie. Downstairs needs a shave."

"O.K.,"she said."Are you coming to town anytime soon ?"

"Uh, not really. But I was thinking maybe we could meet somewhere in the middle. For a weekend."

Zach's voice cracked slightly when he said it. He felt goose physical body on his forearms and a frisson in his loins. Was he going too far too soon ? There was a pause as he waited.

"A weekend, huh ?"she said."That might not be a bad idea. Get away from here. I could use a break."

They picked the weekend two weeks hence. It would grant Barb clip to commute her agenda around and get Saturday off. Before they signed off they told each other how gracious it would be get together again.

They talked on the earpiece two days later to affirm. Zach had chosen the place where they could rendezvous and would Holy Scripture the hotel.

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Zach was looking forward to the weekend like zilch he could remember. He knew he would want to climb up Barb's bones the minute he saw her. But what did she have a bun in the oven ? She'd been through a lot recently and he didn't want to go over the line and emphasize her out even more. But he thought it was a very good sign that she was unforced to repel close to three hours to spend a couple days with him. And it would be a fine respite to be able to relax with her and be seen together in public, and not have to play hide and sneak. He went out and bought a bunch of metallic and ice bangles.

Barb was looking forward to it too. She'd been in a shamed Great Depression since her breakup and Zach always made her feel good. It would be goodness to get out of the house because rattling estate agents would be parading through all weekend anyway. She had figured she was done with men for a spell but maybe not. The morning after the Sun night she and Zach had talked on the sound she'd called her doctor to get back on the pill.

-- --

The day came. It was a Friday and both managed to get off early from work. Zach had booked a room at a hotel in a small-scale town on the river and their elbow room had a balcony and view. He stocked the elbow room with drinks and ice. Before he left the room he opened his bag and took out the bangles he'd bought and put them on his carpus. He opened his neckband an additional release so Barb would see the chain she'd given him.

Next to the hotel was an old log cabin restaurant. And it had the most creative public figure : The Log Cabin. It had a big wooden deck of cards overlooking the river with tables, a hanker bar and live euphony. This is where they would meet.

It was a lovesome eve. As the sun lowered in the western United States the deck was in a comfortable shade. Zach was early so he had a seat at the bar. He wanted to unwind and have a stale beer or two before shot arrived. But she was early too.

He was three swallows into his beer when she arrived. He saw her before she saw him, coming through the French people doors to the deck. She grinned when she spotted him. She strode over to him.

She looked fabulous. Her hairsbreadth was longer, flowing and carefree. She had on a creamy summertime dress, a couple inches above her knees, showing off her svelte, tanned physique, and skimpy insipid sandals. And of course the jewelry : loaded ears and cervix and wrists and ankles and toes. As she came close he saw that all of her fingernails and toenails were painted bootleg and her sassing were a deep, exuberant red.

They hugged. Zach squeezed her tight. He breathed in her luscious aroma. The cushioned push of her breasts against him. Her breath on his neck. Her hands on his dorsum. They kissed and her tongue snaked into his mouth. It all came back.

"You look stunning !"Zach said.

"So do you, Honey. And I love your jewelry !"Barb said with a giggle.

"Paying homage,"he said, and shake his wrists."doggerel verse Jangle."

She sat beside him and ordered a gin and tonic. They sat on stools facing each other, talking, with their knees touching and before long were holding paw. Their shared natural exuberance could have been noticed from across the river.

When their drinks were hollow Zach started to lodge another unit of ammunition but dig stopped him.

"How late are you spread out ?"she asked the bartender.

"Bar closes at two, kitchen closes at midnight."

She turned to Zach and said,"Let's come back later."She didn't need to say more.

They walked hand-in-hand to her car and retrieved her suitcase. They went into the elbow room and they kissed like long-lost lovers. Which they were.

She opened her bag and found her lip rouge. She took the brush and looked in the mirror while she touched up her lips.

"You have your telephone set ?"she asked.

"Sure, right here,"Zach said, and fished it out of his pocket.

"Good. Get that video camera working. We're going to pull in another movie. And this metre you can show my whole damn side if you want to."

She moved the straps off of her shoulders and her attire fell to the floor. All she had on were two gold irons around her shank and a slinky flip-flop that matched her lip. She came to Zach and started unbuttoning his shirt.

Zach's body got covered with lipstick again that night. It was one of the fiercest Jingle Jangles they'd ever had.

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