{Pendragon} new "Locksmiths 2" ( MF mf 1st )[2/2]

[Uther Pendragon]

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This is a few days late, but happy St. Valentine's Day to all of you,
anyway.

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LOCKSMITHS
by Uther Pendragon

Part 2
Continued from Part 1.

He looked at her across the table. The ice cream was getting soft.
He started spooning it faster. She had been beautiful then, and gotten
more beautiful over the years. She ran a hospital micro lab rather than
having the Nobel in physics that she had planned back then; he was
personnel director for a glass plant rather than writing the great American
novel. But they had had a life.
When you have been married long enough, at least when you have been
*really* married long enough, you sometimes think the same thoughts.
"Anyway," she said, "Who says that Great America deserves a novel?"
"Transparent?"
"One mind."
"Isn't it 'one body'?"
"Not yet. Eat your ice cream." They each spooned faster, but their
thoughts were still shared.

"I'm not beautiful," she said. "You're a nice man, always nice
to me. You deserve better than Gary's rejects."
"I don't give a flying fuck about Gary," he said. "I've never
met the boy. I don't want his choice or his reject or the object
of his indifference. I want Lori. I've wanted Lori for some time,
but she was being loyal. It was very hard to remember that her
soul was as beautiful as her body and that part of that beauty was
that very loyalty."
All through their speech, the bed next door had been shaking.
Now it slowed and stopped.
"I feel cheap and used," she said.
"That's how you feel about Lori. How do you feel about Daniel?"
"You're a wonderful guy."
"Am I good enough to be kissed?" She began the kiss, rather
chastely with closed lips. He responded, first pressing his lips
firmly against hers, then opening his mouth. He licked her lips
until they opened to let her tongue come out and play. The kiss
went on until they needed to breathe.

She felt the request as a comfort He had dreamed of her in his arms
and the kiss as a greater comfort. and had ruthlessly suppressed those
*Somebody* felt that she was an dreams. Now she was in his arms and
acceptable person. her mouth was on his. He was
Then the kiss turned into passion hopelessly stiff, but he could almost
and the passion into desire. Just ignore that in the glory of her kiss.
when she needed more from him than The bottom of her tongue was the
his mouth on hers, he was caressing sweetest thing that he had ever
her. He passed his hand all over tasted, much better than the ice cream
her, her back first, then her side of two days ago. He tried to stop at
and butt and thigh. Finally, when a kiss, but his hands were totally
they broke the kiss, his other hand beyond the control of his mind, and
reached her breast and fondled it. they wanted, needed, to feel her body.
After each had a few gasping When they reached it, they were only
breaths, she drew his head back to briefly satisfied with her general
renew the kiss. She wanted to be shape. One hand cuddled her breast,
held and kissed like this forever, and he almost came from the sensation.
but she wanted skin to touch skin. These feelings were too exquisite to
Knowing that the two were resist, and yet they merely whetted
incompatible, she rejoiced when his his appetite for more. He started to
hand crept to the buttons on her strip her upper body, at least, so
blouse. He had most of them undone that he could feel those breasts in
when they had to breathe again. their perfection. When she pushed him
"Let me," she said. She pushed away, he was sure that he had ruined
him back enough to allow her to things by rushing her, and was about
remove the blouse. to be expelled forever from paradise.
She unhooked the bra and shrugged "Let me," she said, and he realized
it off before reaching for his face that he was going to be admitted to
again. But he was leaning back heaven instead. He resisted the
looking at her. opportunity of feeling them for one
moment of seeing them.

"Her Breast," he quoted, "(a place for beauty's throne most fit)
Bears up two globes where love and pleasure sit,
Which beaded with two rich round rubies show
Like wanton rose buds growing out of snow."
"You're such a romantic," she said.
"Perhaps," he said, "but Herrick said it first; and he was a
Metaphysical if anything. Come here, let me kiss you again."
She shook her head and moved back against the wall. "You come
here," she said.

For a moment, she was afraid that Her invitation wasn't helping his
she had been to forward, but he was erection at all. Slipping off his
only removing his shoes. She glanced shoes, he joined her in the bed.
at his groin as he swung onto the They kissed deeply while his hands
His erection was tenting his explored the warm skin of her back,
pants. Then he kissed her again, the shape of her butt and thighs,
starting at the beginning, except and--finally--the shape and
that both hands went everywhere. smoothness and softness of her
When his mouth followed his hands to breasts. He had to kiss her there,
her breasts, she leaned back against and did.
the wall and let the feelings run But even heaven wasn't enough. He
through her. She was more aroused wanted her ultimate warmth, her
than breast-play alone had ever womanly secrets. But he also wanted
before aroused her. He kneaded her her consent.
buttocks and petted her thighs. No. He wanted her desire. He
Suddenly all that stimulation stopped with his hands on her belt
stopped. Was he tired of her? No, to look into her face. She came
his hands were on her waistband, and back from wherever women go when
his eyes were staring into hers. She they are enjoying your attention to
reached down to unbutton the jeans see his question. After an
herself. eternity, she accepted. Her own
She pealed everything down to her hands replaced his at her belt.
knees before he got off the bed to
pull them off.

The rhythmic bed squeakings from the other room resumed, somehow
sounding louder in their aroused conditions. He moved back on the
bed, reaching for her breast. "Yours," she said, starting to
unbutton his shirt.
"Do you have anything?" he asked, "because I don't. I daren't
get undressed next to your beautiful body without protection." He
started to lick her right breast from the base to the quivering
nipple.
"I don't have anything," she said. "I thought all boys carried a
rubber in their wallet. I never took the pill, and I'm not a
Linda. She keeps a box of Trojans in her dresser just in case."
"Somehow, I don't think that she is in a mood to lend one of them
to you just now. I did carry one when I was a boy, I'm twenty now.
Look, lie back; we can't finish this, but we can go further.

He moved back to give her most of He desperately wanted to kiss her
the space on the bed. When she lay center, but Lori was a person to
down, he started kissing her mouth him, not a cunt; and he needed to
again. He traveled downwards: ear, treat her that way. And kissing her
neck, breast, across her ribs and mouth was a pleasure all it's own,
belly in a line with an obvious and kissing her breasts a pleasure
destination. She could do that for greater yet. He traveled slowly,
him, too, she thought; she had done lovingly, and quite enjoyably,
it for Gary. Then her thighs were toward the center of his desire.
being kissed while they were being That patient progress became a
spread. torment, though, when he got close
Dan's tongue teased her and enough to smell her arousal.
aroused her. She had never been This was Lori. This was Lori, and
kissed so satisfactorily; she had he wanted to taste her. This was
never felt such lack of kisses. She Lori, and he wanted *more* than a
was in bliss; she was in agony. She taste of her. This was Lori, and
was too preoccupied to notice anything she, gloriously, wanted him. This
that was not happening below her was Lori, and he, tragically, wasn't
waist. She was acutely aware of the going to have her.
first moan telling her that Linda, if
not she, had received satisfaction.

A moan came through the wall just before his mouth found her
center. It reminded her to grab a pillow to stifle her own sounds.
The moans turned into sobs, and the bed began to hit against the
wall before the sounds died, leaving them excited by the example
but alone in their private world.

And they were alone in the whole He had been tantalized by her
world as Dan's tongue explored her aroma long enough. He needed to
entrance. He licked all over while taste her, even if he wasn't going
she shivered and quivered in to be able to possess her.
appreciation. When she could take no He licked her inner lips and the
more of this teasing, she grabbed his delicious taste tempted him to risk
hair and pulled him onto her. Then everything by stripping and burying
he reached her clit and licked her to himself in her sweet-tasting warmth.
a peak of need. She teetered there But this was Lori, a person not
for a moment, and then screamed as just a body. This was Lori of the
she went over. The pillow didn't quick mind and gentle laugh. He
help much, and *her* moans only came would taste and do no more. The
from the aftershocks that he sucked more he did was to tease her with
out of her center. his tongue until she pulled him
She lay gasping in his arms. He against her beauty. Then he licked
kissed her face and then took her and sucked her to a wild climax.
hand in his as he dropped down on the He couldn't possess her, but he
bed. He brought it to his mouth and could evoke her ultimate beauty.
scattered kisses over it. She screamed her completion, but he
had already felt it against his
face.

He smiled ironically as he took the pillow from her.
"Poor Pat," she said, and gestured towards the wall into Pat's
room. First Linda's loud completion, and then Lori's.
"Pat!" they said together. The bed had been knocking against the
wall between her room and Pat's. They looked at each other in wild
surmise. Lori grabbed her robe.

There was no necktie on any He hoped that Lori would be
doorknob in the suite. She hadn't successful in her quest. If not, he
expected love when she invited Dan would ask her to use her small,
up; Pat hadn't remembered the code. deft, hands to relieve him. In any
But Linda was an old hand. No event, he wanted to be in her bed.
necktie on her door almost certainly He thought of her loyalty where it
meant that she didn't have a male wasn't deserved. He thought of her
guest. subtle mind, which had taught him
Lori knocked gently on Linda's that there was intelligence which
door. Linda laughed at her request. consisted of thinking things rather
She sold Lori Trojans, two of them than of expressing well what one
"Just in case." thought. He tried to not think of
"I don't expect any more complaints her body with its soft breasts and
from my roommates," Linda said. firm thighs. He especially tried to
"I wasn't the one who complained," not think of her enticing aroma, but
said Lori. it was still around him.
"That's true." Lori returned successful from her
When she got back to her room, Dan quest. She doffed her robe and
was in her bed under the covers. joined him under the covers. She
He seemed to want to start at the pushed him onto his back and took
beginning again, but she pushed him control. Luckily, that didn't
onto his back and handed him the extend to putting the condom on; he
condom. was afraid that he would explode if
She had never done this, but she she touched him.
wanted and needed to. She straddled She hovered above him for a moment
him and eased herself down. She let before impaling herself on him.
him fit himself to her entrance, and Even his fear of an imminent
then eased back until she had explosion couldn't distract him
completely engulfed him. Then she from the smooth, clasping,
let him begin his caresses. enclosure.
Finally, she had to move. She did When he was completely within her
it abruptly rather than rhythmically. and was the throne from which she
But, combined with his hands on her ruled their one-room kingdom, he
breasts and clitoris, that motion was could watch and feel and caress and
more than enough. She soared, flew tease those beautiful breasts almost
apart; and came together again lying to satiation. Then he kept his left
on his chest with him still firmly hand to measure each of them in turn
distending her. while his right hand petted her
When he turned them over, he came thighs and investigated the slick,
out. But that was only the mysterious, folds where they met.
opportunity for a long thrust back Her motions along his shaft tensed
inside. His movements continued to him unmercifully, and the spasmodic
be deep and increased in fervor and clutching of her warmth about his
speed. "Lori," he said, and thrust manhood almost brought him over.
into her as if nailing her to the But the position and the condom
bed. She could feel him quivering kept him one millimeter from
deep within her until he collapsed satisfaction.
gasping on her breast. Then it was his turn on top. As
he drove to completion, he suddenly
remembered that this was not only
womanly warmth, it was the girl
whom he had come to love. He called
her name before he pumped all his
vitality into the frail latex
protecting her.

They had lain together for a while. "I love you," he said.
"It wasn't my first time," she said.
"Mine neither. Does that mean that you won't ever love me?" She
began to cry. "Look, was this that horrible for you? We'll get
better for each other. All we need is a little practice together,
though I will warn you that much better for me would probably be
fatal. Next time there won't be the interruption of bothering
Linda. I'll even go back to carrying a condom in my wallet, but
they don't usually provide a secret compartment in adult wallets.
Tell me you don't hate me."
"I don't hate you. I hate myself, I'm not good enough for you."
"Traditionally, that's my line. And I wasn't planning to use it
until I had saved up enough for a ring."
"You don't want to marry a girl with my past."
"Neither of us has a past. We started today. No! When was that
letter postmarked, the twelfth?"
"Something like that. I didn't look."
"We two start the twelfth," he said. "I want Valentine's day
with the strawberry ice cream. But we don't go any further back
than that. Neither of us has the least bit of past, except for
remembering that every pronoun should have a clear antecedent."
"And the difference between ionic and covalent bonds."
"There's a difference? Why didn't you tell me?" She jabbed him
under the ribs. "Anyway, we might need to remember some such
matters, but each of us started our sex lives today. There was
nobody earlier. And I think we did quite well, considering. No
blood or anything. So you had nobody before me, nor I before you.
If, however, you happen to read or imagine anything you want us to
try, you need merely suggest it."

And they had followed that rule until their memories were a help in
dealing with young Cheryl, and no threat at all. Only once had the memory
of Gary intruded into their lives, and that was his fault. He'd written a
letter telling Lori about his divorce.

"You deal with it," she said. "I want words that scar him. I
want it to be so traumatic that he suppresses every memory of me
and my married name. You're the expert on words."
"But you have to help," he said. "All I know about the asshole is
that he was stupid enough to let you out of his arms. I'm not an
expert on talking to the stupid. What makes him tick?" The final
result was a collaboration:
"Dear Gary," it read. "I was sorry to hear about your divorce.
Happy for her, of course, but you are the one I know and care more
about. I know that, older and a less desirable item in the
marriage market, you will have an extremely difficult time finding
any woman to replace the one you lost. You must have already
reconciled yourself to hte impossibilibty of finding one as
desirable.
"What I don't understand is your reason to think that this
'changes the relationship between us.' First of all, *I* am still
married; second, there isn't a relationship between us. We have,
of course, a shared history; but that predates your marriage, much
less your divorce. It is a small, and decreasingly significant,
segment of my memories.
I will, however, always cherish the memory of your letter setting
me free to pursue my happiness. Because, you see, I soon found it.
Dan is grateful, too.
"Here is wishing you a better life in the future, especially that
you someday manage to find a woman who is tolerant enough to stay
married to you.
"Sincerely, Lori."
Their letter of condolence was never answered, but they didn't
feel hurt.

The ice cream was soup now, and--pleasant as the *idea* of it
remained--wasn't really their current idea of a treat. They dumped the
dishes and spoons into the sink, and retired to their bedroom.
He brought out the package. "It isn't really fair you know," she
said, rather perfunctorily.
"Of course it is. I wrap a package for you, and then you unwrap it
and wrap something for me. Than I unwrap *that*. It is absolute equity."
"You can argue anything into anything else." But, as they both knew,
those gifts could only be worn for him; and he enjoyed them every bit as
much as she did.
This year's gift was a translucent peignoir. She unwrapped it,
expressed her appreciation verbally, and doffed her robe to put it on.
Then it was time for her kiss of appreciation. This took a long time, as
his hands explored her body while his tongue explored her mouth. "Now,"
she said, it is time for you to do your unwrapping."

She was always surprised anew by This woman was naked in his
the gentle attention he brought to presence most days of his life. It
the process of undressing her on any was easier to ignore her beauty than
of their celebratory evenings. to deal with it constantly.
He unfastened the peignoir and Brought to his attention, however,
kissed her neck as he eased it off it was still as breathtaking as it
her shoulders. She shivered as he had been twenty years before. What
visited the extra-sensitive spots she had lost in girlish sleekness,
that he had found over the years. she had gained in rich, full
He stepped back to admire her look womanliness. And his early
in the underclothes before removing imaginings of her charms had not one
her bra. It was absurd to feel shy; tenth the erotic power of his
she undressed in front of this man memories of being upon or within her
hundreds of times a year; yet his again and again.
attention did make her feel He kissed a few favorite areas
something, shy? modest? exposed? while removing her peignoir, and
After removing the bra, he took his stopped for one long look at the
time kissing her breasts while her entirety before returning to remove
excitement grew. Then he kissed her bra. He constrained himself to
down her abdomen until his path was the absolute minimum attention to
blocked by the panties. His mouth her breasts and their lovely
and hands were both arousing her by nipples, and then kissed his way to
this time. the panties. He didn't dare linger
He kissed her mound as he slid the there, but he knew that this
panties off. She stepped out of opportunity would return soon.
them and immediately moved over to Indeed, she was soon lying on the
the bed. bed ready for him to taste her
His kisses on her thighs through again. He teased himself as much as
the silk warmed her, although she her by kisses through the silk.
suspected that most of the feeling When he got to real skin, it was too
was of anticipation. close to the tempting aroma of her
His mouth on the small band of center for him to linger there.
skin above her stockings, however, When he kissed her mound, the hair
was immediately exciting and just a had captured even more of that
little bit ticklish. He kissed her scent. Unable to resist a taste any
mound once, then her outer labia longer, he spread her outer lips
before separating them. with his fingers so that he could
From that moment onward, his taste her inner ones. Then he could
tongue spread fire wherever it went. slow down and savor it, while it was
She shivered at his first teasing her turn for impatience.
licks at the inner lips, she He put his hands on her hips.
twisted under his tongue's strokes From now on, only his tongue would
up her groove and around her tease her. The taste and texture of
clitoris. her center were maddeningly
Then he touched it with the tip of aphrodisiac, but less so than her
his tongue! She stiffened in need response to his tongue. He licked,
and pulled him against her. She and tasted, and listened to her
could feel him chuckling against all gasps, and felt her writhe under his
those sensitive nerve endings. The face and between his hands.
first suction stiffened her more and He laughed once in triumph when
she pulled him tighter into her. she clutched his head to pull it
Then the licks and sucks alternated against her groin. Then he was too
as she flew apart. busy promoting her orgasm to comment
Without a child in the house, she on it.
needn't clutch a pillow or bite her He sucked on the clitoral area and
lip. Instead, she moaned as each passed his tongue lightly over the
wave passed through her and then bud itself. She moaned, then moaned
shrieked at the end. He sucked her each time he repeated the process.
once more, but then knelt there When she screamed his name, he knew
quietly while she recovered. that she was ending. He gave this
When she managed to catch her orgasm one last, sucking, kiss in
breath,she got all the way on the farewell, and started planning the
bed. He joined her, down far enough next one.
to put his lips at breast level. When her breathing evened, he lay
"Lori," he said before beginning to on his side next to her breasts. He
lick and kiss her right breast. One entertained himself with the near
hand tickled her above the stocking one while his hand stole lower.
tops. He soon sought out her G-spot and
His kisses found her nipple just as used that and the nipple to arouse
his fingers entered her. She felt her.
the recently-banked flames start As she became aroused again, she
anew. The warmth spread from her stroked him. It started innocently
breasts, but the fire was kindled enough, but she soon zeroed in on
much lower. Soon, she needed more his cock and balls. Then she
than petting down there. reminded him of the view that was
She caressed up his arm and down going to waste.
his back. She grasped his hip for a He knelt between her legs to see
moment, then dropped her hand down her spread out beneath him dressed
the back of his thigh as far as she still in the garter belt and silk
could reach. She stroked up the stockings. Her sex was framed by
inside of his thigh. He was these erotic garments and spread
pointing outward, but not yet hard. open to his gaze. He firmed at that
asked. He abandoned her breast, and sight, and hardened at the feel of
even her vagina. He moved between her hands on his thighs, his balls,
her legs while she spread them wider and then his cock. He watched her
and raised her knees. While he manipulate his genitals against the
looked down on her opened femininity, background of her openness.
she ran her hands up his spread Soon, however, all this
thighs. She cupped his scrotum with stimulation bred an urgency. When
both hands. He was a lot stiffer he had positioned his body, she
now, but she took his penis in her positioned his cock. He drove into
hand anyway. the wet warmth which had welcomed
He moved out of her hands and him so often. She hugged him below
towards the foot of the bed, but she immediately, and with her arms as
grasped him again when he lay forward soon as he had adjusted his body
over her. Now he was nice and hard. over hers.
She opened herself with one hand He bent himself as much as he
while she fitted him with the other. could to taste her other breast, and
Then he came into her. She was then began the slow strokes in and
filled once more, as she had been out that were the culmination and
filled so often and so delightfully the meaning of their evening
before. She gave him a hug before together.
lying back to enjoy the last act. He The feel of her legs on the sides
kissed her left breast before of his hips was always a comforting,
straightening above her and moving albeit subliminal, accompaniment to
within her. the more acute friction within her
She tried to watch his face move center. It was a sign that she
above her, but her attention was welcomed *him* as well as the
drawn more and more to the feelings stimulation. Her silk-clad legs
of her vulva. Then Dan turned them felt much different, sliding over
partly over so that one hand could him rather than riding with his
tease her clitoris while he still movements.
pistoned inside her. She bit her The sensations of his phallus
lip as the tension built, moaned still dominated his thoughts: the
as it spiraled upward, and then yielding, liquid, welcoming clasp as
screamed her completion. he moved inward; the seemingly-
A moment later, she was flat on her tighter grip as he moved outward, as
back again as Dan sped his driving if she were reluctant to have him
strokes within her, sped again, and go; the indescribable feeling of
then stopped with all his weight having her tight entry ring around
concentrated on her pelvis. his most sensitive portion as he
Then he dropped sideways and lay held himself within her at the top
partly above her and partly beside of his motion.
her. But none of this, sweet as it was,
Later she extricated herself to could compare to the sensations of
remove the stockings and garter belt. her body tensing under his, her
Then she cuddled into him in the breath tightening into moans, and
spoon position. He put his arms then her sweet tunnel clutching
around her, as he always did; and it around him. Consecrated by her
it comforted her, as it always did. scream of ending, his desire could
Dan would hold her, always. seek his own release. It did,
flooding him with love and lust
Wrapped in that comfort, the until the lust gushed out though his
temptress retreated into her secret phallus leaving only love.
lair; the mother emerged.
She checked the clock. Not ten When Lori snuggled into his arms,
yet. She would have to wash in a few he hugged her with a little of that
minutes. Cheryl was probably having love. If he tried to express all of
the time of her life and would want it, he would leave bruises.
as little parenting as possible, "I can't really sleep," he
much less parenting than possible, reminded himself. If Cheryl needed
really. In the situations where she a ride home, or her date needed a
would want a mother, however, she reminder to leave, he would rather
would want one with no sexual provide the service while awake.
identity at all.
She didn't want to leave the
comfort of this embrace just yet,
though. One eye on the clock, she
dozed.

They were chatting about the work that would need to be done on the
yard in the spring, neither paying any attention to the subject, neither
wanting to say, "What if she's in a car accident?" or "What if she's
getting impregnated right now?" But each could feel the other relax when
they heard the door close.
"I'm home, Mother," called Cheryl.
"Fine, Cheryl," Lori called. ("Sweetheart" is not an appropriate name
to call one's daughter in the presence of her peers, according to Cheryl.)
"It's 10:42. You have until 11:18."
Actually, she put 38 minutes on the battered, old, wind-up, alarm. It
was the only clock they could find to be heard in the living room from the
bedroom. Dan got up to dress fully, Lori followed him to put on her
nightgown and robe. Too bad that she couldn't wear the fancy new peignoir;
the thought occurred to them simultaneously, and they shared a look that
was mostly humorous with only a dash of the salacious.
He silently slipped on his only pair of shoes with metal cleats on the
heels. Finally, the alarm clock pealed. Dan, who normally slipped around
the house silently as a cat, marched down the hall sounding like a Prussian
platoon. He was half way to the living room when the light suddenly came
from the doorway.
Mark, standing awkwardly, bade him a formal good night. Cheryl tore
by him without a word. He locked the door and waited until Mark's car
drove away in the distance.
Lori greeted her with a raised eyebrow. "Did we say anything about
turning the light off?" he asked. She shook her head. "Let's next time."
Lori knocked on Cheryl's door. "Did you have a nice time, sweetheart?
There's some strawberry ice cream for you in the freezer."
"You two!" Cheryl exploded. "Valentine's Day is about romance, it's
about love. All it means to you is ice cream and counting minutes. You
wouldn't recognize romance if you tripped over it!"

The End
LOCKSMITHS
Uther Pendragon
1998/02/19

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