Chapter 01: Lynn arrives for a visit
You'll enjoy this more if you read "Kim and Me" first. If you like this, leave glowing public comments and votes of '5', please.
BTW, I wanted to add a few words about the Kim and Me series for those people who've asked me. No, her name's not Kim (you'd guessed that one, right?). I've deliberately obscured a few important details about the character and blended a thing or two from several other people. There are a couple things that I've said in the stories that specifically aren't true, but I'm not telling you which ones. But other than those minor details....
This series has its roots in chapter 10 of Kim and Me. Lynn from Alaska was impressed with the way Kim squirted and asked if she could visit us and have me teach her to squirt. Kim liked this idea and so Lynn flew in to town for a weekend with us. This is what happened.
Kim and I had been seeing each other for close to a month. We'd sleep together two or three times a week, though more often at my house than her apartment. A lot of it was the culinary arrangements: I did the cooking and would tend to wait on her hand and foot, which was easier to do at my house, where I knew where everything was and where I had a lot of those nifty little ingredients (and the wine and the tea things, of course) that made meals that much better.
But Kim really did enjoy the other accoutrements of my house, too, notably the webcam. It was fun giving her an outlet for her exhibitionist side. We'd stop in on the reflectors a couple times a week and she'd gotten to know a number of the group on a first name basis. She was still enormously popular and would get watched whenever she appeared. People would even watch me when I was there and she wasn't on the off-chance that Kim would stop in and make a cameo. (This happened a couple of times and only served to reinforce the behavior.)
Our sex life was still incredibly hot and squishy. As it happened, I had to renew the movies I'd checked out until the following weekend before we got around to watching them, but it had been fun when we did. Kim had really liked
Candystripers
, and had insisted on twice watching the scenes where the nurses were sitting at the desk and getting eaten out while I ate Kim out the same way.
Kim and Lynn saw each other fairly frequently on the reflector and together they were unstoppable. Honeybare wasn't able to log on as much, but the three of them enjoyed each other's online company very much. Lynn told me at one point that Kim was one of the prettiest women she'd seen on the reflectors and that it was because she was very real and approachable. Kim, in turn, seemed to get off on Lynn and Honeybare's directness, which I said was probably something that had developed by being practicing exhibitionists themselves and that I could see Kim getting more like that herself. Kim was briefly concerned but was calmed when I told her that I didn't see a problem to having a hot, sexy woman who liked being direct about what she was after. As I recall, I got a smoking hot blowjob very shortly thereafter.
But it had been about a month and Lynn was going to be coming to town for a couple days. She had double-checked that I was still willing to teach her to squirt (yes) and that it was completely okay with Kim (definitely; Kim got warm every time she thought about watching me teach Lynn to squirt right in front of her). We'd compared notes and all of us were abundantly safe as for as STDs were concerned: Lynn admitted sadly that it had been a year since her last blood test and a year and a half since her last fling. I promised her that this was probably something that we could fix for her. Lynn responded happily to that idea and said she was all that much more excited to see us.
Finally, the big day had arrived. Lynn was flying in from Anchorage at 5:30 Friday afternoon, and we were going to pick her up at the airport. That day, Kim knocked off early from work and came over to my house. We drove to the airport in my car. I could tell she was nervous; Kim couldn't sit still.
"Honey, it's going to be just fine," I said. "You've gotten to know Lynn yourself already and everyone's clear on the idea of boundaries, If anyone starts bumping into a boundary issue, we stop and talk about it and do whatever seems okay. Or stop, if that's it."
"No, that's not it," Kim said. "I'm just nervous about if she'll like me in person. Will I like her in person? Have
you
met her in person?" Kim shifted in her seat again as we merged onto the freeway.
"Nope, but I'm not worried about it. I've gotten to know Lynn pretty well online and she's a very nice person. She's a very attractive person. She's definitely a world-class exhibitionist. And she likes the two of us individually for our winning personalities and also because we're also very pretty people. Relax, petal, you'll be just fine." I put my hand on her thigh and squeezed.
Kim covered my hand with hers and squeezed back. "Oh, I know," she said, "but it's still worse than a first date. I mean, we're going to be getting Lynn and taking her back to your house and we'll be doing decidedly sexual things with her. Or you will, anyway. It's a little weird."
"It's out of the ordinary, I'll grant you," I said with a smile. "But it's a great first date if you want to think of it that way." Kim smiled at that. "If you feel uncomfortable with anything, speak up. It'll be fine and Lynn understands we're all breaking new ground. For all we know, she may be the one who feels uncomfortable." That got another, bigger smile.
A few minutes later, my cell phone rang. I answered; it was Lynn.
"I'm here!" Lynn said.
"We're not late, are we?" I said, glancing at the clock in the dash.
"No, no, we're a bit early and we're still taxiing, actually. But they said we could turn our cell phones back on, so I wanted to call you and tell you I made it."
"That was thoughtful. Thank you very much! We're about five minutes from the airport still, so this will work out nicely. Have you much baggage?"
"None, really; I packed everything into a small rolling suitcase, so I'll just walk out."
"Excellent idea!" I said. "We'll wait by the Alaska passenger pickup; go down to baggage and out the door and we should be there."
"You know what I look like? Oh, God, of
course
you know what I look like, that was a stupid thing to sayβ¦" Lynn sighed.
"Perhaps not as stupid as you might think," I replied. "We know very well what you look like naked, but neither of us is used to seeing you with your clothes on." I glanced at Kim, who was smirking. "So if you don't see us after a couple minutes, flash your tits at the crowd and we'll recognize you immediately." Kim and I both laughed loudly at this. I held up the phone so Kim could also hear Lynn's "Yeah, yeah, that's all you guys think about is how to get me naked!"
There was a brief pause and then Lynn said in a much quieter voice "I just got the strangest looks from everyone near me, you know." Kim and I exploded laughing and I said "I think we'll recognize you, Lynn. Just stand by the passenger pickup and we'll swing by and nab you. If you're not sure it's us, though, you can ask them where your birthmark is. That'll prove something."
"You two are just
terrible
!" she exclaimed. In a much sultrier voice, Lynn added "I can't wait to see you. I'm hanging up now. Byeeee!"
I closed the cell phone and said to Kim "Sounds like she almost flew down here under her own power." Kim nodded and smiled. "But I do wonder what kind of look that last comment got her from her seatmates."
Traffic was heavier than I'd thought as we got near the airport and it took me almost ten minutes to get to the airport off-ramp rather than the five I'd estimated. We successfully navigated the mixmaster on-ramps for arriving and departing passengers and shortly thereafter pulled up in front of the Alaska Airlines passenger pickup area. Lynn was already outside at the curb.