Over the last few months Dave had gotten familiar with coming back to the apartment with Shae, but somehow this evening felt different. Whether it was the success of the party, the gorgeous way she was dressed -- or just the going out with her to a social occasion for what was clearly a date, he felt different; there were romantic stirrings that hadn't happened before.

As they went up the elevator, she stood slightly behind him, hugging his arm closely so he was more aware than ever of her presence. They walked arm and arm down the hall to her apartment; as soon as they got inside, he helped her with her coat. He turned to put it in the closet, and when he turned back, he found her right up close to him. In a second her arms enfolded him, and they were involved in a deep, lusty kiss.

They had kissed before, many times, in fact, but this time as their lips met and spread to allow their tongues to explore each other, it seemed far more romantic and seductive than it ever had before.

After a while -- and it was too short of a while -- their lips broke apart but their arms did not. Dave rested his head on her chest, and she leaned her head against his as they just held each other close before Dave whispered to her, "God, Shae, you were wonderful tonight."

"I really enjoyed it, Dave," she whispered back. She was silent for a moment; Dave could tell she was trying to make up her mind about something before her voice came softly again, "Dave?"

"Yes?" he whispered back, suspecting what was coming.

"Could we maybe, uh . . ." she started, stopped for a second as if trying to phrase what she wanted to say, then continued, "Dave, I know you've got some issues, but I'd really like it if we could do a little more than just cuddle tonight."

Now, it was Dave's turn to make up his mind, and the strong, warm woman in his arms tilted his resolve over the edge. "I'd love to, Shae," he whispered.

That was all that was needed. Their passions and desires had been building for a long time, but they'd managed to maintain their cool. No longer; things exploded. As their lips joined in a desperate mouth-open kiss, their hands were all over each other, caressing, removing clothes. Somehow they made it to the bedroom about the time the majority of the clothes were off. Shae wasn't wearing much, and her elegant blue gown was tossed haphazardly over the back of a chair; soon she was down to just the surgical tape on her breasts and the nipple rings.

While they had spent several nights nearly unclothed cuddling next to each other, up until now their hands had remained very chaste. Now, still in a deep kiss, the action moved to the bed. Somehow in lying down, Dave wound up with his face up to her breasts, and playing with them was just too much to avoid -- as was kissing them. She had fine, large nipples being held firm by the nipple rings, and he started to work them with his lips. "Dave, they're numb from the rings," she told him gently. "They'll have to come off."

Dave heard her but said nothing, as his lips and mouth were too busy. He gathered up a little saliva and got the nipple he was working on wet, then gently put his teeth behind the nipple ring and pulled. "Aaaaahhhh," she moaned expressively. "Oh, Dave, that feels . . . AHHHHHHHHH . . . OH! . . . OH ! . . . OH! . . . Ahhhhhhhhh . . . Oh, my God, I never dreamed . . ."

"What?" Dave asked, a little concerned, as he pulled his lips from her breast for a moment to get rid of the ring in his mouth.

"Oh God . . . Christ, that hurt so good . . ." she moaned. She took a deep breath and continued, "I never had that happen before. It hurts when they come off from the blood flowing back into them, but my God, Dave, I actually came a little when you took it off."

That was quite enough of a hint for Dave. He twisted around a little, to keep his fingers working on the first nipple while he moved to the other. He took his time playing with her breasts, using his mouth and both hands, to the encouragement of her increasingly incoherent moans of joy. He stayed doing what he was doing for a few minutes, if for no more reason than it was enjoyable of itself, and it seemed to him like she was enjoying it, too. As he continued, his hands went to the surgical tape supporting her breasts. As unnoticeably as possible he began to loosen an end on each side enough to give him a firm place to grip.

He worked his teeth around her nipple behind the ring as he had before, and at a moment she seemed especially wrought up, he pulled -- on both the ring and on both pieces of surgical tape. "AAAAAAAAAAHHHHH" she literally screamed. "Oh, God! O, God! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, my God!!!!"

In a few moments she was breathing deeply, catching her breath as he picked himself up a little, still caressing her breasts with his fingertips. "You like that?" he grinned as she became increasingly aware.

"Oh God, Dave," she replied breathlessly. "It's . . . I've never had that happen . . . and just from you playing with my breasts!"

Dave took the opportunity to twist around a little and shove his body up to where he could get his lips on hers. It turned immediately into a serious open-mouthed kiss, both of their hands caressing each other. Before very long, he felt one of Shae's large hands wrap around his severely hard penis, making it harder, if anything. "Ohhh, I like that, Shae," he moaned.

"I thought you would," she grinned. "My turn, now."

Because of the way they were lying and the length of her torso, he couldn't get his hand on her sex while they were kissing, so he just let himself enjoy the feeling of her playing with him. Things soon led to serious rounds of oral sex with each other; when the time came Dave had Shae sweating and screaming in joy on the bed. It took her a minute or so to get to the point where she could gasp out the words, "My God . . . Dave . . . what did . . . you do . . . to me?"

"Turned you on a little, I guess," he smiled. "Sorry I'm a little rusty. I think I can do better next time."

"Oh, my God," she replied breathlessly, but pulling herself together some. "I don't know how it could be any better."

"You'll have to tell me about it, I can't tell you. This was just a warmup, though, we can get serious later."

"Are you kidding?" she moaned, rolling to wrap her arm around him and pulling him tight. "Hell, we've only been at this for half an hour. I'm used to being done in half an hour. And you're telling me there's more?"

"Well, Shae, if you want," he smirked. "It's up to you, after all."

"Dave, I want. Oh, I want, but I need to catch my breath. Where did you learn to do all that?"

Dave let out a long breath and replied softly, "Julie, mostly. She liked it and I liked what it did for her. I tried to work with her." He let out his breath, wondering if he should say what he wanted to say, whether it would be disloyal to Julie's memory, but the intimacy he'd just shared with Shae overcame his reservations. "Shae, our sex life was, well, pretty plain vanilla," he started. "I was always very gentle with Julie and never tried to push her or get too athletic. Among other things, I'm a little on the large side . . ."

"So I noticed," Shae grinned. "I'm looking forward to trying it out, too."

"Shae, I could hurt her if I got a little enthusiastic, so I always had to be careful. I always treated her as if she was a little, well, fragile."

"Dave," she sighed. "You don't have to hold yourself back for me. I'm a big girl, I can take it."

"But Shae, I don't want to hurt you."

"Dave," she replied with a touch of exasperation in her voice. "I said I'm a big girl. Does that suggest anything to you?"

"You mean . . ."

"I said I can take it, and I mean that way, too. And God, I want it so bad I can taste it. I mean, literally."

"Well," he teased, "Since you put it that way . . ." He rolled over and brought his lips to hers once again.

Sometime later they lay collapsed on the bed, utterly exhausted from their efforts, their breathing gradually slowing. Dave brushed the hair from her face and they exchanged kisses while their hands still explored each other's bodies.

"Thank you, Dave," she whispered finally. "Next time, I want to take my time, but right now I just needed you to jump my bones."

"Feel free to give in to the urge any time it occurs," he replied, and they both chuckled. They lay close together for a long time, their arms around each other, her head resting on his shoulder. Nothing much was said, for nothing much needed to be said. Dave had no idea of what she was thinking, but she must have been content because he could just about hear her purring. He lay there thinking about it until he realized from her silence and low, steady breaths that Shae had fallen asleep with her head resting on his arm. It felt good. In fact, it felt so good he let his head rest against hers, and in that position drifted off to sleep himself.

Over the course of the recent weeks Dave had become used to waking up with Shae nestled up next to him, but this morning was different.

At first Dave couldn't tell if it was a dream or if he was awake. The events of the night before seemed unreal, like he'd been having a particularly good erotic dream, but slowly he became aware of the fact that it wasn't a dream at all. Shae was still sleeping right up against him, her head still on his arm. The fact that his arm was totally numb only brought home the reality he not only had spent the night with Shae, but they had made mad, passionate monkey sex love for a long time and enjoyed every instant of it.

He moved his arm around a little to try and get some blood flowing, hoping not to wake her in the process. The feeling of the return of circulation to his arm was almost painful as the pins and needles feeling struck hard. As it turned out, he couldn't help waking Shae up. She looked at him, smiled, and then rolled a little to bring her lips to his. It was a long, languid, sensuous kiss with their hands caressing each other's bodies. After a while, his free hand strayed to the roundness of her firm breast; he caressed it for a while, then began to toy with her rock-hard nipple in his fingers. She gave a little shudder of delight and moaned, "Oh, God! I love that!"

There were few coherent words for the next few minutes, but a heavy and meaningful communications in moans and squeezes and tongue and fingertips. After a while she reached down for the severely stiff penis pressing against her legs -- and they both discovered their juices from the night before had dried, sticking them together a little. She gave a little laugh and smiled, "You know you've had a good night when you wake up stuck to your lover."

There didn't seem to be any kind of an intelligent response he could make, especially as he felt her hand get a good grip on his penis. That felt like heaven! Their hands were still busy, and he was just concentrating on enjoying the sensations and seeing she was enjoying what he was doing to her when she whispered in his ear, "Let me be on top this time."

When it was over with they were sated and exhausted as they cuddled on the bed again. "Good morning, Dave," she whispered into his ear.

"Good morning, Shae," he smiled back. "That has to be the best morning I've had in a long time."

"Me, too," she smiled, squirming a little to keep his softening penis well within her. "It's been a long time since I've had a night or a morning this good. You're a great lover, Dave. I doubt if I've ever had anyone half as good."

"Methinks I hear the blanket being stretched a little," he giggled, looking way up at the big woman straddling him.

"No, it's true," she said, a little sourly. "Larry was the last guy I had, it was a couple years ago, and he was a real wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am type. He was a hell of a lot more interested in scoring than in making me happy, too. That and a lot of other things were what made me finally get rid of him, even though he was rich. It's been awful lonely out there since, Dave. I'm glad we did this. It made me remember what I've been missing."

"Shae, I have to tell you that last night was pretty much the best I've ever had, too. You're pretty darn good yourself; you like it, and you seem to like making your partner like it. Don't get me wrong, I loved Julie and I loved doing it with her, but you're considerably more exciting."

"Thank you, Dave," she said heartfully. She hung her head for a minute, closing her eyes, and continued in a soft voice, "You're OK with it, then? I mean, uh, Julie and all?"

"I guess," he replied slowly and thoughtfully. "On the one hand, it still seems like it's too soon. On the other hand, what's done is done, and we might as well accept it and move on from here."

"Good," she smiled. "I was a little afraid you were going to get on some big guilt trip and I'd have to call in Eve to straighten you out."

"It could still happen," he said seriously. "I suppose, if I thought about it, I should feel guilty, and it may have been something we shouldn't have done." He paused for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "Shae, you remember a couple months ago, back there in Bradford, where we were talking about the boys and me possibly staying here with you."

"I do," she nodded somberly. "I think I got a little pushy and desperate. I really didn't want you to go back to Bradford and leave me here alone, Dave. But you were right, at the time it was too soon, and I should have realized it."

"I think from that moment I had a pretty good idea you were going to be a part of my future," Dave replied in a serious tone. "The inevitability of it has only grown over the last couple months. Shae, I've tried to hold it back, telling myself it isn't proper and I'm being disloyal to Julie's memory, but it isn't helping. I'm falling in love with you, hell, I am in love with you, and the guilt over a little fun sex between friends really is nothing much compared to the guilt I'm feeling over being in love with you and dishonoring Julie."

"I suppose I have to say I understand," Shae replied, moving a little to get up off of him and lay down by his side. "Although I know I shouldn't, at times I feel like I'm the other woman and I'm causing you to cheat on Julie, even though we know it isn't the case. Dave, I tried hard to keep from falling in love with you, and I haven't done too well at it, either. I've tried to keep it down, and still I'll bet you think I'm a little obsessive about you and the boys. Dave, this is no Fatal Attraction, but I do love you, and I'm trying to figure out how to make it work."

"So, what do we do now?"

"Well," she grinned. "I'd suggest we take a shower, change the sheets, then have some breakfast, then maybe pick up where we left off last night."

Dave shook his head. "It sounds like a pretty good idea to me," he grinned. "But I was talking long range, not just today."

"I'll stick with what I said, take a shower and the rest of it," she laughed. "Let's just not worry about it today. Maybe by tomorrow it won't be such a big deal. Or, maybe we'll have a better idea of what happens in the long range."

"You know," Dave smiled as he pulled her close to him. "When you put it that way, it makes sense. I agree, let's have a good day today and worry about the future tomorrow."

"Great," she said. "Let's go take a shower."

"You can go first, I don't mind."

"No, silly," she laughed. "I said, let's go take a shower. Both of us. It's big enough for us, which the one in your house in Bradford really isn't."

"Not that we'd want to there, anyway," he said. "It would be a little blatant in front of the boys. I sometimes have wondered if maybe we aren't pushing our luck a little there, anyway."

"I think they're aware that something is up," Shae observed, snuggling up next to him since it was clear they weren't going to be getting up for a few minutes anyway.

"I'm sure they are, too," Dave said. "And they're taking well to you. But I don't know how well they'd accept you taking Julie's place; yet on the other hand, I don't want them to forget Julie. As far as our sleeping together goes, I'm just as glad we've never been caught and the subject has never come up, since I'm not sure I want to explain it."

"You mean the sex? Can't you just fuzz the issue?"

"Hell, I do that now, but six and five is a little young for the birds and bees, I think." Dave shrugged and went on. "Realistically, that's one of those issues we're going to have to work out how to face."

"Good question," she said thoughtfully. "There are some things we can do. Just off the top of my head, we'd better cool it around them until we're ready to approach them full out. Then, when we do, I think we need to do it together."

"Reasonable notion," he agreed.

"I think before that happens, Aunt Shae better lay the groundwork through her stories a little bit," she smiled. "It'll take a different direction than where we've been going recently but it probably would be a good idea."

"Right: propaganda, Aunt Shae's secret weapon," he smiled. "But you know, even this discussion leads back to the question of 'what do we do now?' I'm not sure we're even ready to discuss it, in the long term, anyway."

"Probably not," she said. "That's why I said we need to take the day off from worrying about the future. Let's go take that shower."

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