It started with an accident.
Her partner of four years, Marc, was buried deep inside of her, sliding in from behind in that way that shot jolts up her spine. Every time the head of his cock slid across one particular spot she was sure she was going to explode. His fingertips grazing her lips, clit, thighs and nipples didn't help, either.
Wait a second... they did help. A lot.
Her mind was wandering, as it sometimes did, in fantasy. For some reason, a mutual friend of theirs -- a past girlfriend of Marc's, in fact -- had been on her mind lately. A few years before, she and Marie had been housemates. The two of them had heard a lot when the other had someone in her bed. Thin walls. Nothing had ever happened between the two of them, neither had even thought they were curious but, now... for some reason... Marie had started appearing in her fantasies.
As Marc nibbled on the back of her neck, the two of them lying on their sides, he kept a wonderful, liquid rhythm. She began to picture Marie lying beside her -- her small, rounded breasts tipped with dark, dark nipples; her wide hips; her full bush hiding even fuller lips. As he let his hand round her breast, caressing up and over the nipple, she imagined Marie's small hands caressing. As he wet his fingertip with her wetness and feather caressed her vulva, his cock rocking into her, she could see Marie looking deep into her eyes, as her strong pianist's fingers explored all the right places.
Moment by moment, she was getting closer and -- with every passing moment -- the feel of Marie's breasts against her own, Marie's belly touching hers, Marie's tongue tasting her lips became even more real.
Marc's rocking was becoming more insistent. He, too, was nearing climax. Even as she continued to feel him, and imagine her, Tanya wondered what he would think if he knew what she was thinking. Her fingers joined his in caressing her body, her mind's-eye turning them into Marie's touch.
So... it almost made sense that when her orgasm overtook her, when it felt like her insides were pouring out, that it was Marie's name that she cried. What she didn't expect was, at exactly the same moment, to hear Marie's name moaned into her ear. Hearing that, another orgasm, even stronger than the last, churned through her, slamming through her body.
They continued to rock together, holding each other close. His fingers played lightly over all the sensitive parts of her body, keeping the pulse going as he continued to slide, he cock softening only slightly.
As they came to a stop, his arms wrapped around her, her hands intertwined with his, they slowly shifted so they could look at each other. Neither were sure what to do, what to say. Both looked slightly stricken.
A tiny smile lifted the corner of his face, as he quietly said, "You've got great taste in women, love."
..
She had just gotten back from class when the phone rang.
"Hey, you! How goes it?"
"Marie! Long time no hear! Things are great. How are you doing, gorgeous?"
"Comme ci, comme ca, I guess. Work is work. Life is life."
The conversation continued for a while, the two catching each other up on the past few months of their lives. Tanya asked, "And the guy thing?"
Long pause... and a deep sigh. "Non-existant, Tan. You know the last couple have been complete asses."
"Yeah, I know, cherie. I'd ship you a dozen hugs, a litre of chocolate ice cream, and the 10 hours of 'Friends' I haven't been able to watch... if I could figure out how to box everything so that Canada Post could get it to you," she laughed.
"That would be great! Any chance of wrapping Marc up in packing tape, too? I could really use his take on why I seem to be the least desirable woman on the face of the planet... well, in this part of Ontario, at least."
"Yeah, I could do that... but it'd be a bitch getting it off of him! A full body Brazillian!" With one voice, they both screamed, "OUCH," and started to laugh.
After they caught their breath, Marie said, "By the way, you two doing ok?"
"Ok?!? Marie, he is the best thing that could have dropped into my life. He's a great talker. He's an even better listener. And let me tell you, when he...," her voice trailed off. "Oh, god. Sorry."
Tanya could hear a deep chuckle, laced with tears, "I know. I still kick myself for pushing him out the door. I'm really happy for you... but I didn't realize how much I miss his arms around me... and I always wondered what it would have been like to make love with him."
"Marie... I always wanted to ask you... but, by the time I got up the courage, I was in a relationship with him and I didn't think it was my business... but... why didn't you?"
"You know long distance relationships, Tan. By the time we were ready, we were heading to different parts of the country. And, when he was finally able to get the money to come and see me...," she sighed.
"You and Sol were a thing. How I remember those nights! God! The number of times I came just listening to the two of you."
Marie's laugh had a bite to it, "I'm glad somebody got something out of that. All I wanted was to get him off of me... and that meant getting him off."
