Renewal

It is hard to really explain how this started, even though it is easy to tell where it went. Regardless, I was still fighting a maelstrom of internal conflict as I let my finger press the doorbell. The door opened to reveal Darren. He asked my name, and I heard a familiar voice call from the back, "Is that Ryan?" I answered for Darren. He was shorter than I expected, about 5'8". Normally Eve likes the taller guys when she is choosing lovers. As I that thought passed through my head, Eve came strolling in from the back of the house. Actually, I should clarify: The Newlywed Eve came strolling in. Which made the significance of meeting her at her lover's house a little clearer.

She had been married less than a month before she and Darren became involved. Never one to let an inconvenience like a relationship keep her from enjoying an opportunity, she had shortly flown back to "visit her family" and consummated on her promise to her friend that she made just before the wedding. Of course, this history was terribly unlike the chain of events that led to our brief, torrid relationship over ten years ago. We had remained friends since, and though we had not even seen each other since, the degree of familiarity we had had kept us close. But, even with all that, the fact that I walked into this house knowing as much about her as I did, and her relationship with Darren created some discomfort.
This promptly melted away as she reached up to hug me. Some say the years have been kind. In her case, they had practically French-kissed her and followed with hours of therapeutic massage. She was practically glowing, and had replaced her old looking of "outwardly chaste" with "casually sexy." The three of us walked back to his living room, where he sat in his armchair and Eve took a seat on the couch, leaving me only the spot to her left, which I took. After about twenty minutes of basic catching up, Darren left to answer the phone. Eve leaned forward. "I am sorry about your marriage," she said, putting a sympathetic hand on my thigh, and offering me an easy view down her button up shirt, showing a purple lace bra. One thing we had long established is that had a tremendous knack for turning me on. Granted, this isn't the hardest task. Of course, the triangle is an easy instrument to play, and that doesn't prevent some people from being better at it than others, does it?
I just smiled grimly and muttered whatever I mutter to people who express sympathy for something that they have no comprehension of. Darren came back in. "My mom needs me to pick up some stuff from Sam's for her. You guys okay here?" Before I could object, Eve was in with a "We're fine." Well then, I guess we are. As he closed the door, she scooted closer, "You're looking good." Now, I know the signs of trouble when I see them, and I unerringly go right for it. But this time, I was not going to fall into this trap. This was someone else's house, someone else's girl (twice!) and there was nowhere near the promise of enough time to get away with anything. Not to mention that by the look of things, he wanted me out as soon as possible because there were more calisthenics in the offing.
She reached across her body and put that hand on my thigh, looking intently at me, as she squared her shoulders to me. She was all but offering her body to me. We talked a bit about Darren, what she liked, what he did. We talked about her husband. Then she smiled at me and asked me something that I knew was going to seal my fate. "Do you remember what you told me my sexiest moment was?" I knew the answer to this question like I knew what color my car was. It was when we were in a school building, I was on a bench and she was standing over me, and I commented to her not to get used to being taller than me (since I have a foot of height on her) and her voice dropped a few notes as she said "Maybe I like being taller than you" and leaned in, pinning my head to the wall and kissed me, hard. Now, knowing this, and knowing where she was going with this, I had a choice, much in the same way I had a choice as to whether or not I had a burning erection right at that second. Essentially, there was no way I was going to choose the alternative. "Of course I remember."
She smiled and threw her left leg over me, straddling me, bringing her chest level with my face, her hands holding my cheeks as her hair spilled around her face. "I still like being taller than you." With that her hair lowered like a cage around my face and her lips touched mine. My mouth opened naturally, and a gulf of a decade vanished as I felt her tongue once again in my mouth. My hands were quickly rediscovering her body, feeling how high her velvet skirt had ridden, finding the new curves that her body had taken around the familiar landmarks. My hands were seconds from settling on the comfortable curves of her breasts that had so naturally filled my hands before when I heard a door close behind her. I froze and saw Darren, three feet away. My face flushed in horror. My weakness had finally burned me.
Eve sensed the tension and looked over her shoulder. I could see a smile across her face as she looked back at Darren. The look on his face became devoid of anger. She lifted he leg up and pulled off of my lap, revealing the painful lump in my jeans. Darren walked to her, and she turnedher face up as he leaned over and kissed her. I watching the line of her jaw, entranced as they kissed right in front of me. She took my hand and placed it on her breast without breaking their kiss. Suddenly my mind was flush with memories of her fantasies of being the focus of a group of men. At once, I both resented and admired her manipulation. My emotions were soon enough replaced by an awareness of her nipple pressing into my palm, demanding attention. Darren sat on the couch on Eve's other side as we both closed the distance between ourselves and her.
I began unbuttoning her shirt from the top, and Darren started from the bottom. Eve broke her kiss with Darren and turned back to me. This time, unafraid, I boldly kissed back, delighting in the marvelous feel of her mouth around my tongue. I felt the fabric of her shirt fall free, and we broke the kiss as Darren and I pushed the fabric off of her. The purple bra was a very open lace, and it showed her nipples clearly. Eve placed her hands on our faces, signaling us to freeze, and then reached back and unclasped the bra herself. She teased for a moment before lowering the lace and exposing herself to both of us. She then ran her hand through our hair and guided each of us to her breasts. She moaned as the two tongues captured both her nipples. I could sense her downward gaze as she admired the two men she had total command of, how the visual amplified the sensation of two mouth, two tongues, pleasuring exclusively her. Her legs splayed wide, riding her shirt up dangerously high. I slid my hand up her thigh to discover and pleasant absence of underwear. It was now that I was determined to show her my acquired skills.

I broke away from her breast, seeing Darren's hand replaced my mouth, as I feel to my knees in front of her. My hands held her legs apart and then slid up to gently press against her flesh, exposing her to my tongue. I snaked my tongue out to touch her, and I heard her muffled moan. I gazed upward to see Darren kissing her, his hands caressing Eve's breasts tenderly. I drew the tip of my tongue upwards, teasing her, spreading more wetness around. Her hands were pulling Darren's shirt up, and their kissing continued, passionately and slowly. I ran my tongue around the edges of her mound, along the creases of her thighs, testing the edges of the sweet folds of flesh before me, before I slowly pressed it against her, softly entering her. the tongue curled through her liquid darkness, emerging and sliding upward, finding the epicenter of burning fire. My eyes looked up to see Darren softly massaging her nipples as she was pulling his pants down, her mouth open with anticipation. As her tongue began to roll around his flushed erection, I matched the motions with my own tongue on her body. Quickly she felt the connection between her motions and mine. She lifted up and teasing flicked her tongue under the mushroom head. I dropped my head and curled my tongue under, darting up and down, just barely brushing her flesh. Her mouth opened wide and dropped onto him, and I open mine, pressing my lips to her, and sucking on her flesh softly, while driving my tongue against her as I hooked my free arm under her leg to cup her breast, as Darren lovingly caressed her other breast. Her free hand fell into my hair, pushing me against her as she crossed her ankles and pressed them into my back. As I began to increase my pace she pulled me off of her body, and lifted her mouth free of Darren.

With two fingers under my chin, she bid me to stand and take Darren's place on the opposite side. I crossed my arms and lifted my shift off as I did. She pulled my jeans open and they fell away from my body. She pulled the front of underwear down and revealed my body in its throbbing entirety. Her mouth open and she took me in, deeply, showing me her newly acquired talent. As she did this, Darren had slid himself into her. She leaned back, pulling me onto the couch with her as she bobbed her head, taking the longest, slowest motions she could, paralleling Darren's hips against her body. I could hear her gasping and moaning between motions as Darren continued to gently love her body, warming touching her all over. Suddenly, I felt Eve get tense. I saw Darren gasping as he pulled himself free. Eve took me out of her mouth and looked at Darren. "It's okay baby." She then pushed me down on the couch and stood, pushing her skirt off, and straddled me again. With a hand she pointed me upright and sank on to me.

My eyes opened looking right into hers. Through all the years, I recognized the flash I saw there. My hands fell to her bottom, clenching her flesh hard. She groaned and jammed her hips against me, violently impaling herself. I responded by thrusting hard against her, almost painfully striking our hips together. She screamed, hard and low. The gentleness evaporated, revealing a possessive violence. I jerked her upward, then down. Our bodies began pounding away violently at each other. Her screams became louder, her hair flew. All I could hear was her voice, both commanding and pleading. "f-f-f-fuck....yes...oh YES" It was brutal and pornographic. My nails dug sharply into her bottom. "YES, HARDER" We had fallen into our old ways so quickly, but with so much more skill. I grabbed her neck and pushed her backwards, forcing her to lean on my knees, arching supine. Her body was trying to keep an impossible arc as I attacked her from below.

Without warning, I returned my hands to her hips, grabbing two handfuls and yanking her off, throwing her tiny lithe body face down on the couch. I grabbed her hips again and pulled her sharply onto me. She screeched with delight at being taken from behind. The shock on Darren's face melted as she grabbed his leg by the thigh and yanked him toward her. He slid along the couch as she extended her tongue, letting run over his re-awakening length as her body moved violently back and forth over me. Her body was rippling below me from the successive impacts. I felt the sharp contraction of her muscles as she froze, prolonging the moment at the precipice. As I felt her grip start to weaken I spanked her fiercely and rammed myself against her, though I was already deeply engaged. "FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK" She screamed as the earthquakes started exploding across her body. Her face was buried in Darren's crotch as she screamed, louder and louder. I could see the awe on his face as this explosive orgasm was new to him.

Eve pulled herself off of me, clumsily crawling onto Darren, who obediently pointed himself upward for her to sit on. She carefully turned to face away from him before she settled wetly on him. Exhausted, but helplessly aroused, she opened her mouth and pulled me in, taking me down her throat. She tried clumsily to work her head up and down but I pulled her off, and obligingly ran my own hand up and down the shaft, quickly pushing myself the rest of the way towards orgasm. She lazily ground onto Darren, who smoothly countered her motions, amplifying them. Her exhausted body accepted the pleasure, even as her command of her own motions was failing her. She held me by the tip, directing me down to her chest as I finally felt myself start to release in white jets. She cooed softly as the fluid landed on the swells of her breasts, striking her nipples. I sat back on the couch and watched she leaned backwards, Darren’s hands holding her shoulders as he rocked her back and forth on him, her wet, exhausted body rippling into orgasms, one after another, her breaths raggedly imploring him to continue as her self control melted away. Finally, she collapsed on him, pulling him free of her.

He rolled her on her side onto the couch, letting her face the cushions as she weakly protested, not wanting to be abandoned. He wordless pointed at my clothes and I nodded, quickly dressing myself. I stepped over to the bathroom to neaten my appearance then came back to find Eve possessed of a little of her strength. I sat next to her, rolling her on her back as her hand came to my face. "Thank you." My only reply was to kiss her a last time before I stood and left. I stopped at the door, took one final look at her nude form, laying out on the couch, arms flayed away, before I closed the door and walked out of her life for another ten years.