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 Let The Joyous News Be Spread The Wicked Old Witch At Last Is Dead!!!!

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   Chapter 8

   MF cons rom exhib humor



   ("Feel

   When I dance with you

   We

   Move like the Sea

   You

   You're all I want to know

   I

   Feel free")

   Sleep was like a drug that night.  I do not remember waking during the
night and when I woke my eyes fell on Carrie's face.

   She was staring at me, smiling beatifically.

   Neither of us spoke a word as I slowly moved my arms.  I was on my back
with my head turned to my right.  Carrie was there on my right, her head
propped up on a pillow.  Her hair was pushed back and draped over the
pillow.

   She looked like a goddess recumbent.

   I smiled.

   "Morning", she said.  She reached a hand out to my face and stroked my
cheek softly.  I closed my eyes again and savored the feel of her hand. 
She lightly ran it over my lips and then my eyes.  I smiled some more.

   She moved, putting her lips to mine where I lay.  I joined her in the
kiss, tasting her lips with my tongue.  She reciprocated; sucking on my
tongue like it was a lollipop.  I started getting hard, only then realizing
that I did not wake up with a piss hard on.  Carrie was faintly moaning,
the sound coming from low in her throat.  I felt her hand rub across my
chest and stomach on its way to grasping my cock.  When she had it, it grew
fully hard and her moaning grew a bit louder.  My arms were now around her,
holding her gently to me.

   Carrie broke our kiss and said, "Arthur, you are lovely when you wake
up." I chuckled and put a hand on her breast, lightly grasping the nipple
between thumb and forefinger.  I squeezed lightly, saying, "You are more
beautiful than I remember." Her hand tightened on my cock, and she moved
herself over me, spreading her legs to be on either side of my hips.  I
looked down to see her pointing my cock at her wet looking pussy.  She
looked at me and said, "I love you", and with that she lowered herself
until I was completely in her.

   She let out a long hiss and started moving very gently up, back,
forward, and down.  I put my hands to work on her tits, and reveled in the
feel of her pussy moving up and down on me.  As she moved, I was pulling
both of her nipples.  I put one hand down between us, pointing a finger and
putting the back of my knuckle on her clit.  Carrie moaned loudly and
placed both of her hands on my chest, grasping my nipples between her
fingers and holding them firmly.  She kept moving on me, and was now
breathing loudly, her voice getting higher.  Her juices were coating my
finger and I could feel that her clit had gotten hard as an eraser.

   Carrie's movements increased and I started moving my knuckle hard
against her, keeping my motion in time with the rhythm of her thrusts.  She
started to come, I could tell because she started screaming my name. 
"Arthur!  I'm!  Coming!  Ahhhhh...!!!" And with that she let out a long
high-pitched wail, driving herself down against me and grinding her hips. I
was right with her, feeling my own orgasm start as she ground down on me
like a pepper mill.  I let out a yell and emptied my balls into her.  She
stayed pressed against me like that for some time while she calmed down,
every few moments a ripple of pleasure going through her body so that I
could feel it on my softening cock.  When she was once again in her head,
she laid down atop me, kissing me and putting her hands on either side of
my head.

   She pulled her face back and looked at me.

   "I love YOU", I said.

   She smiled and kissed me.  She rolled off me and snuggled up against my
side.  Her hand traced idly across my chest and stomach, making lazy
circles.  I held her with one arm and played with her moving hand.

   My bladder was now waking up and I could sense other things moving as
well.

   I said, "I must get up and take care of morning business, my darling."
Carrie lifted herself off my arm and I slipped out of bed.  I walked
smartly into the head and sat down in what seemed to be perfect timing with
my lower gee eye.

   Man.

   Talk about moving experiences!  Both orifices were letting go, and I was
okay with that!

   Carrie heard me groan in pleasure when I relieved myself and I could
hear a faint, "Oh, God!" from the bedroom.  I chuckled, and asked her,
"Anything wrong, Ma'am?" She answered back, "I hope you open a window in
there!" and trilled laughter.  "Windows shmindows", I replied, "I hope
there are some matches around here!" I laughed as, around the open doorway,
her apparently disembodied hand appeared, flipping a pack of matches in my
general direction.  Now I was laughing hard, and I said, "Methinks I'd best
be awaiting some clearing of the air, Milady, lest I blow us all to Kingdom
Come!" I could hear her answering laughter out in the bedroom, and she
said, "Don't wait too-o-o-o long, dear sir, a person could expire in mere
moments!"

   We were both laughing hard during this exchange and I lit one match,
exclaiming, "Whoosh!  Egad, what a fireball!"

   Carrie laughed harder.  After a minute, she called out, "I am going
where its safer, Arthur!  Meet me in the kitchen?" I said I would and
finished up, washing my hands and face and quickly brushing my teeth.  I
dried myself and joined Carrie in the kitchen.  She had the Kefir container
sitting on the counter.  I picked it up, feeling that it was empty.  "We
must have been in a hurry last night", I said, "I hope you poured this
out."

   Carrie smiled.  "I remember what you said, Arthur.  I don't want to find
out how nasty it becomes when it goes off.  I'm sorry it got wasted, I wish
I'd thought to put it away last night", she said.  She looked fully
contrite as she said this, and I pulled her to me in a kiss.  "No problem,
darling", I said, "there are plenty more cartons where that one came from."
She turned away to open the fridge.  "Besides", I said, "this gives me
another reason to stop at Publix tonight and get some supplies.  Do you
think you'll be hungry around, say, eleven?" Carrie had gotten out a
container of milk and a package of English Muffins.  "I could probably
force something down", she said.

   I helped her put together a breakfast for us, choosing my usual Raisin
Bran and she having Frosted Flakes.  We each had a banana with our cereal.
The English Muffins were Thomas's, and I wolfed down three of them.  Man,
they were good.

   All through breakfast, Carrie would touch me while we ate and made small
talk.  She would brush the back of my hand or rub my forearm, always in a
completely natural manner.

   I loved it.  This was not what I was accustomed to with the women I had
known in the recent past.  Jana had been mostly aloof when she wasn't
engaged in fucking.  Her attitude was somewhat distant unless a cock was in
her pussy.

   We cleaned up from breakfast, and I asked Carrie, "Would you like to
swim with me?" I didn't know if she was working out regularly, and I hoped
she would go.

   Carrie kissed me, and said, "Yes, Arthur, I would like that very much.
I'm going to shower first, do you care to join me?" As we were both naked,
I took her hand and put it on my now rising cock.  She held it firmly, and
I said, "I think some more 'wet' time together is always in order".  She
laughed and said, "Come on!" She led us back to the shower, where we simply
got clean together.  It was marvelous to wash her hair and soap up her
body. Especially pleasant was washing her smooth pussy lips.  She ran a
razor over her lips automatically, taking about three minutes to touch them
up, then a minute each on her mons and her legs and underarms.

   I loved just watching her do these simple things.  I felt privileged to
be there, sharing these very intimate moments with her.  When she was done,
she rinsed herself off and we stepped out of the shower.  I grabbed a towel
and started drying her, gently patting the cloth to her body.  When she was
dry, I was almost drip dry.  Carrie took a fresh towel and quickly finished
me off, taking extra time around my genitals.  When my cock hardened at her
attentions, she dropped to her knees and took it into her mouth.  I told
her, "I may not be able to come again so soon, Ma'am", with a tinge of
humor in my voice.  She moaned around my cock, and pulled her mouth off. 
"Arthur", she said, "you taste great!" I laughed along with her when she
said this, because she had perfectly imitated Tony the Tiger, and the sight
of her eating her Frosted Flakes was fresh in my memory.

   When we stopped laughing, Carrie stood and reached up to a hook on the
wall, retrieving her swimsuit.

   The red one she had worn only twenty-four hours before.

   Only twenty-four hours???

   Had I been aware of this woman for only twenty-four hours?

   Amazing.

   All of history teaches that many men and women had merely seen one
another one time and known that the one they espied was THE One.

   Is that what had happened here?

   Carrie deftly put her suit on and turned to me.  She saw the dumbstruck
look on my face, and asked me what was wrong.  It took me a moment to
gather my wits.

   My Lord, she is beautiful!

   "I was just realizing that I never set eyes on you in this life until
this time yesterday", I said.  My voice was quiet and my face must have
shown the wonder that I felt.  I reached out a hand to Carrie.  She gave me
her hand and I pulled her to me.  We kissed briefly, and she pulled me
toward the door.

   "You need to get dressed, Arthur, or we will never get in our laps!"

   I laughed and picked up my shorts and shirt, putting them on rapidly and
then getting my shoes tied.

   In less than three minutes we were heading out the front door.

   "I will need to pick up my suit at my apartment", I said.

   We headed that way and I occasionally held back a step or so to watch
Carrie's backside move.

   I did this shamelessly, though it caused Carrie to blush once or twice
after she caught on to what my purpose in keeping a step behind her was
for.

   "Arthur, stop!  You're making me blush!" she said.

   I laughed.

   "I think you might want to get used to this right away, darling", I
said, "I don't think I can resist looking at you!"

   We chuckled together while we walked.  When we came to my door, Carrie
waited patiently while I opened it and she followed me in.

   She took in my room and bathroom, a look of approval on her face.

   "Do I pass inspection, Sergeant?" I asked with a grin.  She grinned back
and said, "You live pretty clean for a guy, Arthur!" and she giggled.  "I'm
impressed at how well kept things seem to be.  You may be the neatest
housekeeper I've seen amongst men", she said, laughing.

   I was doffing my shorts and shirt while we talked, getting my own red
suit from off the showerhead and putting it on.  Carrie watched me with
obvious pleasure as I did this.  She clearly enjoyed looking at me, and I
know I was blushing.

   "Can you take your own medicine?" she asked with a smirk.  "I think I
may grow fond of looking at you, too", she said.

   I could feel a response growing between my legs.  I told Carrie, "I
think I'll like it, if this", and here I pushed out my pelvis, showing her
my almost erect penis, "is the result!"

   We both laughed and left my apartment for the pool.  I didn't mind
walking along with a half hard on, due to the covering nature of my
ever-present Hawaiian Shirt.  The way it hung low made sure to prevent
anyone seeing the tent in my suit.  By the time we made it to the pool, I
was soft.

   Once again, we were the only ones at the pool.  This was common during
the week when kids were in school and most other folk were at work.  About
two thirty kids would start showing up and gradually the place got busier
through the afternoon and early evening.

   I made for the Club House, using the door that led directly into the
exercise area.  Carrie followed me in and put her things on a shelf near
the door.  I hung my shirt and towel on a hook under the shelf and walked
over to the exercise mat.  The walls on three sides of the mat were
mirrored, and it was great to be able to see Carrie no matter which
direction I looked.

   I did my usual warm-ups and Carrie stretched.  Carrie looked so very
good moving herself through her stretching routine; she kept my excitement
level high while I finished my routine.  I crooked my finger at Carrie with
a smile and went into the shower area in the men's locker room.  Carrie
looked hesitant to follow me, and I told her that no one came around at
this time of day.

   I turned on the water and let it bounce off my back while Carrie stood
against me and let the water rinse away her sweat.

   I got very hard and pressed my groin against Carries butt.  She said,
"Oooh, Arthur.  What's this?" and put her hand behind her and into my
Speedo.  She grabbed hold of my cock and turned around to face me.  I
pulled her to me and kissed her, getting my hands on her wonderful ass
while I did so.  She broke our kiss and turned back away from me, only to
bend over and back against me.

   "Arthur, here", she said, and pulled the crotch of her suit aside,
revealing her pussy to me.  She had let go of me to do this, and my suit
had snapped back into place.  I reached down and moved the fabric aside,
freeing my very hard cock and put the head up against her lips.

   Carrie moaned and pushed straight back against me, impaling herself and
steadying herself by reaching out to the bench set next to the wall in our
stall and holding it with one hand.  Her other hand still held her suit
away from our union.  I had both hands free so I grabbed her hips and
started fucking her with abandon.

   It was heavenly.  If the moans coming out of Carrie's mouth were any
indication, she was enjoying this as much as I was.  Her pussy was like hot
velvet saturated with oil.

   The combination of hot pussy and possibility of discovery quickly had us
both on the verge.  Carrie started grunting and I felt her pussy spasm. 
That's all it took for me.  I shot another load into her and grunted in
time to the pulse of my orgasm.

   We came back to our senses and Carrie stood up, stretched, and came into
my arms.  She kissed me and then she quickly pulled her suit down and off.
She held it up under the water and carefully rinsed the crotch and seat,
checking it to see that nothing of our come was left on it.  She then
directed the water over her pussy, laving it up and into her lips.

   "I don't want any of our stuff to show up out there", she said,
indicating with a nod of her head the pool area.

   I smiled.  Then, I followed suit.

   When we were all rinsed off, I pulled her into my embrace.  She kissed
me when I asked for it, and we held each other for a few quiet moments
under the running water.

   "I love you, Carrie", I said as we moved apart to go to the pool.  She
smiled at me and said, "I love you, Arthur."

   We grabbed our stuff and headed out the door.  I went to my usual chair,
not even thinking to ask Carrie where she might want to put her things.

   It didn't matter.  Carrie just followed along with me, smiling and
putting her things with mine as though we had done this a hundred times.

   How deep can a person fall into love?

   ("When I fall in love

   It will be forever

   Or I'll never fall in love...")

   When our stuff was on the chair, I turned to her and said, "Lets get
wet!"

   I walked over to the pool and dove in.

   Carrie was right beside me.  I came up for air and she was standing in
the shallow end.  Looking gorgeous.

   Twenty-four hours, I thought.  One day.

   I swam to the corner of the pool where I usually did my Aquametrics.  As
I set up to do them, Carrie swam over and hung on the edge of the pool. 
She watched me go through this routine, smiling and not saying a word. 
When I'd finished, I smiled and told her, "Now, I swim.  Wanna join me?" I
asked.  Carrie just nodded, so I launched myself into a crawl.

   Carrie swam with me for about thirty laps, gradually slowing and then
simply not trying to keep up with me.  I could tell that she still had her
timing down pat, but she was not into swimming as long as I.  She finally
just stopped and hung around the shallow end, floating and just cooling
down.

   I continued swimming until my workout was done.

   Just as I started my "That's a GO, Houston!" launches in the shallow
end, Chris came walking onto the pool deck.

   He was not alone.

   A stone cold fox of a red head was with him.  Her bikini was not overly
revealing, but it was a bikini!  Her skin was almost alabaster, richly
freckled, and the sheen suggested sun block in great quantities already
applied.  Her figure would do Playboy or Penthouse proud.  Her face was
every bit as pretty as Carrie's, in its own peculiarly red headed way.  She
stood about five foot six, and could not possibly weigh more than one
thirty.

   And what a one thirty it was: brick shit house ring a bell?

   "Hi, Crystal!  How you doin'!?" I yelled.  Her face lit up to a thousand
watt smile when she saw me.  "Arthur!  Arthur, get over here and give me a
kiss!" she yelled back.  "I haven't seen you in ages, Chef-Boy!"

   I quickly made a beeline for the edge of the pool, hopping out in one
smooth motion when I gained it.  I rushed over to Crystal and swept her up
in my arms, accompanied by giggles from Crystal as I planted a big wet one
on her cheek.

   "Put me down, you big ape!  And hold still!" she said.  She grabbed my
face as I set her feet back on the deck and planted a kiss on my lips.

   The instant our lips touched, I thought of Carrie.

   Oh, shit.

   Thanks be to God, Crystal kept it short, sweet, and tongue-less!  As she
leaned back from me, I noticed Carrie had left the water and was greeting
Chris.  Both of them turned toward Crystal and I and walked the few steps
between us, Chris saying to Carrie, "Cuz, you gotta meet the most gorgeous
wine splasher in all of South Florida!  Arthur, let my woman go, Bro!" With
this, he cracked up, as did Crystal and I.  I noticed that Carrie was
smiling, but not laughing.

   Oh, shit.

   Crystal turned to Carrie and favored her with that thousand watter. 
"Ohh, it is so good to meet you, honey.  Chris told me all about you after
we got together last night.  You must be so thrilled to be down here and
getting ready to follow through on your career change", Crystal said in a
rush.  "I think it's wonderful that you can live so close to Chris and
Arthur.  They will take such good care of you!"

   Typical Crystal, I thought; her personality was so like her looks.  She
looked like a million bucks, and she behaved like a perfect lady, always. A
very friendly and warm, loving kind of lady.

   I knew a good deal about Crystal's life in South Florida.  Though I
hadn't seen her in several months, I still considered her to be a very
close, intimate friend.  She had been through hard times with a very rough
guy a year after we met; there came a time when she turned to Chris and I
for help.  She asked us if we could be trusted to help a "friend" of hers.
We said sure, but how?

   She sat with us for two hours after work that night, finally revealing
that she was the "friend", and swearing us to secrecy.

   All I will ever reveal of her story is that we were able to help her.

   The rough guy went away.

   Good ending to a bad story.

   Although I would never hesitate to be intimate with Crystal, I never
felt any tug in my heart toward her.  I guess you could say that I loved
her as a friend.

   Chris, on the other hand...

   Chris had a thing for Crystal from shortly after that special night.

   All this went through my head in the few seconds it took for Chris to
introduce Crystal to Carrie.

   Crystal turned back to me and said, "Well, Chef-Boy, how's it hangin'?"
Her smile was as wide as Texas and I guess I must have turned some shade of
crimson because Chris started chuckling.

   I looked Crystal in the eye (hard to do with Crystal!  lol) and said, "I
cannot recall a time when things were better, Crys.  I don't know if they
can get better."

   As I said this, I noticed Carrie's body language change.  Remember how
I'd thought, OH, SHIT?  Well, that's because I had good reason to.  There
were four of us standing on the deck when Crys planted one on my lips.

   Four of us.

   Only three of us laughing.

   Oh, Shit.

   Now, I could see Carrie was plainly relaxed, her body was loose and her
attitude was warming rapidly towards this beautiful woman who did not allow
me to avoid her kiss.

   I stepped closer to Carrie, and put my arm around her.  Crystal took
this in, and she reached out and put her hand on Carrie's shoulder. 
"Honey", she said to Carrie, "is this big ape bothering you?" With that she
started cackling.  Chris joined her.

   Carrie blushed!

   I didn't!

   "I hope to bother her as much as possible, Crys", I said.  "I think it
may be a day to day activity!"

   Carrie blushed more!

   Crystal caught all of this.  She leaned up to Carrie's ear and spoke
sotto voce, "Honey, I hope you get bothered a lot!" then she leaned back
and turned to me.  "Arthur, how did this happen?  I understand this
gorgeous little angel just moved in?  Shouldn't you wait at least a month
before you put your scent on her?" and Crys started laughing again.

   All through this, Carrie was speechless.

   And blushing!

   I couldn't fathom this; this was not like the woman I slept with the
night before.

   What did I know?

   Women.

   I'll never figure them out.

   I will forever thank God for making them, though.

   Chris took Crys by the hand and said, "C'mon, lets get wet!"

   With that, they simply turned toward the water and jumped right in.  The
splash they made together was huge, and as soon as they surfaced they
started splashing each other, laughing like lunatics.

   Yep.

   These were the Chris and Crys' that I knew.

   Carrie was still standing like a statue next to me, my arm around her
shoulders.  I turned to her and said, "Well.  What thinketh thee of our
esteemed dear one, Crystal?"

   Carrie blushed!

   What?

   "I think she is one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen, Arthur",
she said.  She turned slightly away from the pool, lowered her voice and
asked me, "Is she always like that?" Carrie made motions with her hand when
she said "that" such as to convey her mystification with Crystal's bubbly
personality.

   Ahhh, I thought.

   Revelation.

   I smiled, very wide.

   "Yes!" I answered.  "Crys has been like that from day one that she and
me and your Cuz first met.  It was like we were life long pals by the end
of the first week we knew each other." I hesitated a moment to let my words
take effect.  "She is like that with everyone she likes.  Some more than
others", I said, "I guess she likes me and Chris as much as she likes
anybody."

   Carries eyes widened.

   So did mine.

   I think our eyes widened for very different reasons!  lol

   "Arthur, have you..  and she...  you know, been really good friends?"
Carrie was looking at me with a certain gleam in her eye.  I wasn't sure
that this was innocent wondering on her part, so I played it safe.

   "Nope", I replied, "Crys and I have a strictly platonic friendship. 
Your Cuz, on the other hand.." I let my words trail off as I turned us both
toward the pool.

   Crys and Chris were holding each other in the shallow end, kissing
somewhat like Carrie and I had just a few hours before.

   Carrie looked at me, I looked at Carrie, we both turned back to the
pool.

   Carrie turned back to me and put her arms around my neck, kissing me
with heat.  I forgot about anything else, I kissed her back!

   From what seemed a great distance, I heard applause.  I slowly came out
of the space warp I'd entered from being connected to Carrie's mouth, and
when my eyes opened, I realized the applause was just a few feet away and
it was Crys and Chris clapping and laughing at Carrie and I.

   We both blushed!

   Chris said, "Hey, Roomie!  We gotta go to work!  You better put a book
mark on it and get movin' or you'll have hell to pay!" He chuckled some
more.  "I'm leavin as soon as I can get outta this tub of water!"

   Crystal laughed at Chris, and said to me, "Gosh, Arthur!  You sure do
know how to capture a gal's attention!"

   Carrie and I broke away from one another, but held each other's hand. 
We turned toward the pool, and Carrie said, "I know you and Arthur need to
get to work soon, Chris", and then, turning to Crys, she said, "Do you need
to get to work?"

   Crys smiled up at Carrie, and said, "No, sweetheart!  I'm off until
Sunday night.  Why?"

   "Well", Carrie said, "If you're free for the afternoon, maybe you'd like
some company?  I know I would.  Besides, any friend of Chris' and Arthur's
is a friend of mine!"

   Crystal appeared to think about the offer for a moment.  Her smile was
so bright!

   "Sugar, I'd love to keep your company this afternoon!" She turned to
Chris, who was now standing on the top step at the shallow end.  "Where
should we meet when you get through, Honey?" she asked.

   Chris didn't miss a beat.  Thinking back on it now, I realize that Chris
had noticed things that had simply gone right over my head in the previous
few minutes. I would later come to appreciate just how diverse and deep was
the marvelous personality of my Aphrodite.

   "Why not meet at Carrie's, Crys?" he replied.

   I smiled at Carrie.  She smiled at me.

   "That sounds like a lovely idea, Honey!  Is that alright with you,
Carrie?" Crys asked.

   Carrie smiled her own thousand watter back at Crys.

   "You bet!" she said.  "Lets get these gold brickers off to work?" and
she laughed as she took my hand and walked me over to my shirt and towel. I
picked them up and threw them over my shoulder.  Carrie reached up and drew
my face down to hers, kissing me tenderly and very erotically.

   "Work hard, Arthur", she said, quickly brushing her hand against my
crotch.  "Work very hard!"

   I smiled and pulled her to me.  I put my hands on each of her ass
globes, kissing her as my hands gently kneaded her flesh.

   I quickly finished, and turned to go.

   I looked over to see Chris just letting go of Crys and heading my way.

   Crys spied me and said, "It is good to see you, Arthur!  See you later?"
Her smile was so beautiful!

   "Wild horses couldn't keep me away, Ma'am!" I replied.

   Carrie and Crys started giggling as I turned and matched step with my
Roomie.

   "Lets haul ass, Roomie!" he said.

   We got to hauling...





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