There are a few things that should never go together. Three of these things are a sneeze, a laptop computer and a full cup of coffee.
Now that I have fixed my computer, I'm working on getting my storylines updated.
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Suzie was staring into my face when I woke up. When she saw that I was awake she began tracing my abdomen with the balls of her fingers, while she looked down at my chest. I could tell that there was something on her mind, so after a brief wait, I said to her, "Out with it."
Suzie flushed, embarrassed as she continued to rub my stomach. When she finally looked up into my eyes, she reluctantly said, "Davey, last night I saw you look at Bitsy, and I realized that I hadn't warned you about her. Davey, she's a really good friend and I love her to death; but she's a real predator. She goes through men ten at a time. I don't know why she's so good with men, but she is."
I smiled when I saw the concerned look on her face. I knew that her concern was real, but it was a little funny to me. I tried to keep my face neutral as I scrambled in my mind how to answer her concern. I finally hugged her and said, "You didn't give yourself enough credit; I'm much more interested in you."
Suzie had thought because of my physical reaction, I was interested in her friend. I was also sure that Bitsy was only interested in me because, being a very competitive woman, she sensed the interest of other women.
"So, why is she such a predator? What does she do that makes her such a predator?" I asked Suzie.
Suzie blushed bright red and averted her eyes. I finally heard her say quietly, "Davey, have you ever heard of frottage?"
I shook my head, looking puzzled and said, "I'm not sure, I've heard of a type of art where you place a sheet of paper over a relief and rub a piece of charcoal over it: but I have a feeling isn't what you're talking about."
Suzie giggled and said, "No, that's not what I'm talking about. Frottage is derived from the French word that means to rub. It's a sexual thing. Bitsy will go to a club and rub herself against a guy until they both cum. She does it right in the club in front of everyone."
I began laughing when she told me and said, "I think we may have discovered why she's so popular with men."
Suzie began laughing as well. We were so loud that we woke Ellie up. "Good morning," Ellie said, stretching and smiling, "What are we talking about?"
"We were talking about Bitsy and her hobbies." I told Ellie smiling.
Ellie looked puzzled for a moment and then she said, "Davey, she's a real man-eater. She'd chew you up and spit you out in about two minutes."
"I think you are severely underestimating me," I said with a wide smile. "I'm sure that I'd last at least three minutes."
Ellie and Suzie looked at each other and said, "Let's get him."
They jumped on me and began tickling me just as the twins walked in. Jen smiled and said, "Oh goodie, can we help?"
Ellie said, "Yeah, get in here."
I could have almost handled the two of them; but with all four, I had no chance. I'm not ticklish anywhere on my body except, the side of my ribs and the bottom of my feet; one spot for each of the girls. We used to do this all of the time when we were younger. As we grew up, we grew out of it. Doing it now, in the nude with these four fabulous women is as good as life gets. I would have continued as long as possible; however it only took a few moments to realize that I really had to pee urgently.
"Anyone who doesn't let me go is going to be peed on." I gasped out.
Suzie grabbed me by my hard-on and pulled me toward the bathroom as she said, "I'll make sure that he isn't lying."
When we got to the bathroom, I told Suzie, "I really wasn't kidding, I've got to go."
"I know," Suzie giggled, "I just wanted to help."
"It's usually a one man job," I told her with a chuckle.
"I'm having a hard time pointing it down enough to hit the toilet." Suzie said playfully.
"It doesn't help at all that you keep pumping it," I told her in exasperation.
Suzie giggled mercilessly as she said, "I'm sorry Davey, but I really like it."