BOYS NIGHT OUT

We live in what is a typical western town of the day I 
suppose. Big enough that you wouldn't know everyone, 
yet it seemed somehow that everyone managed to know 
what everyone else was doing. The railroad finally 
reached us a few years back and moved beyond. Business 
was expanding faster than the sawmill could make the 
boards. So many new people were arriving every day 
there was hardly place for them. And of course along 
with them comes the undesirables with their saloons, 
drinking, fights and bawdy houses. The churches tried 
to keep up but there was only so much that could be 
done other than petition the town council to keep them 
in the lower part of town. 

Not to say there wasn't a good side. So many things we 
needed now came on the train. New bolts of material, 
furniture, and goods that we have done without for so 
long. Many wonderful people and new jobs. Sam Wallace, 
the owner of the General Store was building on to his 
business. Elizabeth, his wife, is my dearest friend. 
She is much stronger of will and steadfastness. My 
husband, Thomas, an excellent carpenter, was doing the 
work and had more work impatiently awaiting him when 
that was finished. Buildings were going up faster than 
men and supplies were available.

We both had sons that had just finished learning their 
numbers and letters and would now be leaving school, 
ending their further education against my most ardently 
spoken wishes, and joining their Fathers in their 
business. 

Oh my, I am prattling on. I believe in good faith, 
should I have any yet to appeal to, that I write 
selfishly looking for a reason, some excuse perhaps, to 
forgive myself, to elucidate these new feelings with 
some desperate hope of stifling or repressing them. I 
cannot continue. Yet, I fear I cannot stop them for in 
leisure moments from my housework, they consume me. My 
dear Elizabeth, my confidante, tries to console, 
advise, yet she has her own... aberrant feelings, 
velleity... I suppose, to suppress. She has grasped the 
cross, yet I willingly followed in our folly. Oh what 
our penance for our meddling.

As I have already said my husband, Tom, is putting an 
addition on Sam's store. I walked down to the store 
taking chance of the dust and the sun with my parasol 
as I am fragile and fair of skin. I had need to pick up 
some flour and cinnamon and thought I might tarry to 
see my dear Elizabeth. Oh, yes, I am Anna.

I believe here I must step back and let my fingers, pen 
and inkwell continue this alone as my thoughts are 
fraught with the emotions all this has brought about. 
It is as best as I perceived it to have happened 
knowing the events as I do now. 

As I came upon the dusty boardwalk it was quiet of 
hammering and I stepped into the front door. There 
wasn't anyone about and I walked to the dry goods 
counter. Hearing voices from the back I walked closer 
and, I must make clear without intent or purpose, 
overheard Sam talking to my Tom.

I stepped back hearing mention of earlier sexual 
adventures of which I had no part and no wish to hear 
of. I believe I am no prude and I bear up to all of my 
husband's wishes. Though I fear I did not feel the 
intenseness that he does, his goodness and devotion to 
his family has earned my most willing submission to his 
needs whenever he wishes. He is my husband... and 
admittedly I take some inner pride in acceding to and 
providing for his pleasure. 

Yet, at the sound of them speaking of my son I stepped 
closer.

"Tom, them boys are growed up now. They'll be startin 
work with us. They're done with their schoolin now and 
I think we ought to give 'em a little celebration to 
make 'em men. What do you think?"

"Sam, I think Tommy's ma would skin me alive if I 
figure what you're thinking."

"Yeah well, her and Elizabeth don't need to know now do 
they. Me and you, Tommy and Jimmy, we could make a 
little party out of it. Play some cards, have a few 
drinks and I'll get a couple girls from one of the 
saloons over at Carsonville. It's a big town and nobody 
will much know us or them. Hell Tom, we'll have it 
right here in the back room of my place after closing 
and dusk. I got a couple good feather beds in the loft 
I can bring down and put in the new store room you 
built. Its still empty."

"I don't know Sam, I'd sure hate for Anna or Elizabeth 
to find out. There would sure be hell to pay. You know 
them two are thick as molasses. They'll both be wantin 
to get them boys married off in a few years."

"You let me take care of that Tom. We'll set it up fer 
next Saturday night. Elizabeth and your Anna will be at 
the Womens Club meetin."

Anna quickly slipped out the front door and scurried to 
see Elizabeth.

"ELIZABETH... ELIZABETH... oh my God we have to stop 
this," she cried breathlessly.

Elizabeth looked up from her kitchen table curiously as 
Anna hurried through the screen door.

"For heavens sake, sit down sit down. Stop what Anna?"

"Oh Liz," she cried in a panic. "Our husbands, you 
won't believe what they are about to do. Our sons, oh 
my God our dear babys, they are going to get them mixed 
up with some saloon floozies. I overheard them at the 
store. It's to be this Saturday when we are at our 
meeting."

"What ever for Anna? Why would they do such a thing?"

"They said to celebrate becoming men. Oh Liz, they 
can't, they just can't. Who knows what kind of awful 
saloon girl they'll get. They could get some dreadful 
disease or something, they're so dirty. Oh my God Liz, 
we have to do something. If anyone finds out, none of 
the good girls will have them for husbands," she cried 
as she dropped into a chair holding her head.

"Are you sure? This has to be Sam's idea. That man. It 
would be like him. Oh I'm so sorry Anna. We have to 
think of something, someway to stop this. Our Saturday 
meeting is out."

"Oh please Elizabeth, you are so good at thinking of 
things, what can we do?"

She clasped Anna's hands in hers, "I'll think of 
something, I promise, we won't let this happen to our 
boys. I know I can outwit Sam. Look, Sam will be home 
soon. Go home and act as if nothing has happened. Don't 
worry Anna, some how we'll take care of this."

Anna quickly made her way home becoming furious at her 
husband for allowing such a thing. No flour, no 
cinnamon, so no desert tonight for him. Nothing else 
either, she would have a terrible headache. That would 
be certain.

Elizabeth turned to her work, fixing the evening meal. 
"Well Sam my husband, you devil. What have you done?" 
Elizabeth thought smiling to herself. Her thighs 
tightened as little shivers slipped through her nicely 
rounded hips. "There must be some way..." a wary smile 
on her lips as she pondered Anna's words. Sam was a 
wonderful provider, husband and Father, yet she knew, 
there was something more... missing.

Sam closed up the store and went home. Soon enough his 
mercantile would be twice the size with Tom's good 
work. It would be as big as the ones at Carsonville. 
Which reminded him of what he needed to do.

"LIZ, ELIZABETH, I'm home honey. What we got fer supper 
tonight? I'm so hungry I could bite a runnin heifer 
right in th..."

"SAM... NOT ANOTHER WORD IN THIS HOUSE!"

"Now, did you have a good day?" she asked giving him a 
peck on the cheek. She wiped her hands and finished 
setting the table.

"Good enough." Sam grunted, thinking a man can't say a 
word in his own home.

"We're having some white beans, sweet cornbread, ham 
bits, green onions and some fried potatoes. I've made a 
rhubarb-strawberry pie for desert. Jimmy should be in 
soon. Go yell for him and I'll finish up here."

Sam grunted and pushed his way back from the table. He 
just couldn't get over how Liz could put together 
somethin so good. Never figured what such a good lookin 
woman seen in him. Her long dark curls hiding naturally 
tan skin. He shook his head to clear the obvious 
salacious thoughts nudging in at the corners. 

"Jimmy, you'll have to mind the store for awhile 
tomorrow. I have to run in to Carsonville to look at 
some new hardware."

"Sam, I'll ride with you. I want to look at some things 
that we should probably stock in the store when Tom is 
finished with it."

"Well, we'll get there and you can go North and I'll 
head South and meet up back at the wagon."

"Oh yeah, this Saturday me and Tom and the boys are 
goin to go huntin while you women are at your meeting."

The evening passed and Elizabeth hurried to Anna's 
early the next morning after Sam went to open the 
store.

"Anna, Anna," Liz breathed in hushed tones. "Listen, as 
awful as this is don't say no right away and talk me 
out of it. I've been all night over this and I've 
convinced myself I can do it. Don't get moralistic on 
me. This is not the time. The Lord knows I'll have my 
days in purgatory over this. We will have to compromise 
our virtue but I just don't know of any other way. I've 
worried over it all night. It will be just terrible but 
I don't know what else to do. Just hear me out and if 
you have a better idea, please please tell me of it."

"Sam is going to Carsonville today and I know while he 
is there he is going to arrange for some of those 
trollops to spoil our sons. I'm going with him and will 
espy to see who they are. Then before we return I will 
slip away and beseech them to keep the payment Sam has 
made and not to come."

"But, but Liz, the men will be expecting them to arrive 
Saturday evening. What will happen?"

"Anna... sit down, please... listen, please. Do you 
really want to stop this? To stop our husbands from 
getting some saloon girls for our sons?"

"Yes, yes, Liz we must. We can't let them do this."

"And you're willing to do anything we must to stop 
them?"

"Yes, yes I will."

"Then the girls will come Anna. They will surely come, 
but it will be us."

"What? What ever do you mean Liz? How do you mean it 
will be us?"

Elizabeth grasped Anna's hands, "Us, Anna, us, you and 
I, it will be us."

"But, they will know, and we can't... oh no Liz... how? 
I don't understand."

Liz squeezed tighter and closed her eyes, "Anna, we 
will disguise ourselves and we will take their place."

"ELIZABETH, NO... You mean... us... our sons? No... oh 
no Liz, oh my God, I can't, we can't. We'll just tell 
them, no, they can't, I won't allow it. We simply 
cannot allow it. I will put my foot down. How could you 
think of such a thing?"

"Anna, oh Anna would it be so easy to just tell them, 
but then they will just sneak away when we don't know. 
Or they will take the boys to Carsonville with them. 
They're men and we can't stop them if they insist on 
doing it. We only have our wiles to outwit them. It's 
all we have Anna. We must."

"Listen Anna, if you agree, I will be with Tommy, 
you'll have be with my Jimmy. We'll wear disguises and 
talk in a low whisper or something for our voices. 
We'll try not to say much. Oh Anna, I just don't know 
of another way so soon and you are the only one I would 
ever trust my little Jimmy with. I promise I will be so 
careful with Tommy. Oh Anna, I just don't know of 
anything else to do. Please, help think of something 
else. There is so little time."

Elizabeth bowed her head as tears slipped down her 
cheeks and her shoulders trembled with her sobs. Anna 
quickly held her to share her distress. Elizabeth knew 
she must take care to have Anna share in her scheme. It 
would be the only way to trust her silence. The 
imagining of being with Tommy, gave her little goose 
bumps and tingles inside.

"Oh Liz, I'm so sorry. I am so sorry. You have 
struggled with this and I have been of no help. It's 
just, oh I don't know how I will be able... how shall I 
face the day. How shall I face Jimmy when he is here? 
But I will, I must, we must. Dear Elizabeth, somehow, I 
will make myself do this, for our sons. What can I do 
to help?"

Elizabeth looked up dabbing at her eyes, `"Disguises, 
make us disguises Anna, while I am in Carsonville with 
Sam. Something to cover our eyes and noses, most of our 
faces. I'll slip us some net stockings and gaudy 
material from the stock to make us a quick wrap. That 
with some make-up and we'll look like a couple tawdry 
strumpets. Hopefully it will be dark enough in the back 
of the store... well, we have to hope. They won't 
expect us until after dark anyway."

"I have to hurry back, Sam should be ready to leave by 
now."

They hugged tightly, conspiratorially, for better or 
worse, they had now set out upon a course.

Elizabeth fairly wished to skip with delight back to 
her home sure that she had Anna's assent.

Later in the day Anna once more walked to the 
mercantile for the flour and cinnamon. The thought of 
Jimmy being there while Liz and Sam were in Carsonville 
escaped her.

Her hand trembled and her stomach did little flips as 
she looked at Jimmy over the counter. He was a young, 
strong handsome boy much like her Tommy. She tried 
hopelessly to push from her thoughts the upcoming day. 
On her way home her heart beat wildly and she near 
fainted realizing that she would have to... with Liz's 
son. But as her dear friend said, there was no other 
way.

Elizabeth was careful, acted the indignant Mother and 
had little problem talking the Madam that Sam had 
engaged into keeping the money and not sending any 
girls. When she returned home she pulled the material 
from the store stock to make the dresses. Anna had made 
the masks of black material to cover their eyes, nose 
and upper part of their face leaving only the mouth and 
cheeks easily visible. The blouses tied in the front 
and the skirts were full and loose such that they 
needn't be removed to accomplish their mission.

The week wore on with Anna trying to put it out of her 
mind, yet as both Elizabeth and Anna lay in bed at 
night, each could not completely shut out the thoughts 
of being intimate with the boys. Wondering how they 
would react or feel. How they would live with it. One 
with anticipation, one with dread. 

Sam called Tom down from the rafters and told him it 
was all set up for Saturday evening just at dusk. He 
should bring Tommy over with their hunting rifles and 
he would close the shutters on the store and have 
everything ready.

Saturday evening Anna sat on her porch dreading what 
she knew she must do. After pacing the porch many times 
and darkness approaching she went to Elizabeth.

"Elizabeth, I'm sorry, I can't do this, oh I just 
can't."

Elizabeth with her heart sinking took her hand, "Come 
with me, come in here."

She took her to her bedroom and quickly slipped out of 
her clothes as Anna looked away. Anna had always 
thought of Elizabeth as being so lovely, with the long 
legs and height so many women wished for. While Anna 
was petite, not quite thin, but slight. Liz pulled on 
the skirt, slipped her arms in the loose blouse and 
tied it low in the front so her breasts fairly swung 
loose, pendulously, as she was well endowed with large 
well rounded breasts. She then slipped the mask on that 
Anna had worked so hard over. She put some make up on 
far darker and heavier than she ever would normally 
have done. A ribbon quickly tied her hair up with a 
much darker piece woven in.

"Anna, Anna look, look at me."

"Oh my God, oh Elizabeth, I don't believe I would ever 
recognize you, especially in dim light. Not if I didn't 
suspect. Oh my God, you look like... oh Liz," she 
laughed, "You look like one of those girls."

"ANNA, that's the idea remember? Now come here and I 
will help you get ready."

Giggling they quickly slipped Anna from her things and 
dressed her in much the same fashion. Looking in the 
mirror they did indeed look fairly unrecognizable.

"Oh Liz, I'm afraid my breasts just aren't quite up to 
yours."

"Oh Anna, I've always thought you're just lovely. 
You're so petite and pretty." 

Liz flipped out Anna's blouse lightly ruffling the 
edges as her fingertips brushed across her nipple.

"Anna, you have these... My God Anna, you have really 
large nipples. Just leave your blouse loose and 
remember to bend over and twist around enough so they 
keep trying to see them instead of looking more closely 
at us."

"Anna, we have to cover your light hair. Here, let me 
pull this dark piece on and weave it in a bit. Here, a 
touch of perfume behind our ears and between our 
breasts and we're ready. Oh, wait, just wait one 
moment. We have a little time yet."

Elizabeth ran from the room and returned with two large 
glasses of amber liquid. 

"This is some of Sam's best bourbon. Drink it. I know I 
know Anna, don't even... just drink it. This drink is 
to be the least of our sins and will be sorely needed."

Lips turned to a grimace as they both forced the 
burning liquid down feeling it quickly warm their 
insides.

They hugged each other tightly for a moment and 
Elizabeth whispered trying to keep the excitement out 
of her voice, "Okay Anna, it's time, it's dark. We can 
do it. Be strong."

Hands clasped tightly with each other they walked the 
short distance to the General Store, both feeling an 
unknown excitement, Elizabeth's, an excitement of the 
adventure.

***

The men and boys had been playing some cards and 
drinking for about an hour or more. Several other 
friends had joined them to celebrate.

"Here they are," Sam grinned. "Tom, go let them in 
afore anyone sees them."

Opening the door Tom ushered them quickly into the dark 
store.

"Well, you two girls look good, real good. What's with 
the getup?"

Elizabeth quickly stepped forward allowing Anna to slip 
a little behind her.

Elizabeth whispered in a low voice, "We work over in 
Carsonville, but that doesn't mean we live there now 
does it? So, we like a little disguise. Besides... a 
little mystery will make it nicer... Now, where are 
these two young boys you want us to make men of?"

"Well, they're in back, come on in."

"We are here just for the boys and really must get 
back."

"Uh... here.. hey boys, Sam, come in here."

They all came pouring through the counter batwings.

Anna and Elizabeth stepped back, "Wait, who are all 
these, no... no, just the two young men.

"Hey boys," Sam hollered, waving his arms. "Now this is 
just fer Tommy and Jimmy. Lets not scare off the nice 
young ladies. You all go back a playin cards. We'll be 
right there."

"Here ladies, this here one is Tommy and this one is 
Jimmy. Here girls have a drink. This is some of the 
finest whiskey in these parts. Good bourbon from 
Kentucky itself. Not that stuff they sell over in the 
saloon."

Elizabeth and Anna looked at each other and quickly 
took big drinks drawing tears to their eyes.

Elizabeth whispered smiling seductively, "Well now, you 
two look like a couple big strong men, not a couple 
little boys like they described you to be."

"Okay, we been awaitin for you so lets get these boys 
goin," Sam laughed putting his hand out to steady 
himself on the store counter.

The women glanced at each other and took deep breaths 
both grateful for the darkness and the warm feeling of 
the alcohol coursing through their blood and now 
relaxing them. They knew there was no way they could 
have gone this far without the help of the strong drink 
they had both had.

Anna was feeling slightly dizzy and held onto 
Elizabeth's arm to steady herself. 

Jimmy looked at Tommy, "Hey, I want the tall one with 
the big titties."

Tommy laughed, "I don't care, I like the little one. 
She's just my size."

Anna looked at Elizabeth with sudden panic in her eyes, 
her hand squeezing painfully into Elizabeth's.

"Aw come on boys," Elizabeth whispered in a low husky 
murmur. "I like Tommy there. I bet he could really make 
me sing."

She stepped closer and rubbed her breasts against his 
arm her lips nuzzling his throat as she pulled him 
away, "Come on Tommy, I think I can take care of that 
big problem you have there."

"No Ma'am, I mean, I think you're really nice but Jimmy 
wants you and that suits me cause I kinda have a 
yearnin for the little one there." 

"Well, that settles it," grinned Tom as he stepped in 
and took Elizabeth's arm and gently pulled her toward 
Jimmy. You and Jimmy can go over to that side of the 
store. Ole Sam has you all set up. Tommy and little 
missy here can use the new store room right over there. 
Sam has things set up in there."

As Jimmy led Elizabeth away toward the far corner of 
the store and Tommy pulled Anna toward the store room 
door the women looked back at each other with near 
terror while the warm bourbon allowed them to each be 
guided to their fate.

As the door closed behind them and the dim lantern was 
set in the corner Anna was quietly gasping almost in a 
swoon with her heart pounding. She collapsed to her 
knees on the feather mattress and regaining a 
hairsbreadth of thought quickly reached turning the 
lamp off and made sure her mask still covered her face.

She lay down shaking, wondering what she could do. It 
was not supposed to have been like this.

"Hey, come on, we can have a little light can't we?"

"No, leave it off please. This is fine," Anna whispered 
with the horror of what was to happen.

Anna's thoughts swirled. There was nothing she could 
do. If her husband found out what she and Elizabeth had 
planned to do, he would throw her out into the street. 
The entire town would know. How could it have gone so 
wrong. 

Anna was slightly dizzy, warm and the room spun slowly. 
She fixed her eyes on the shadow that was Tommy to slow 
the spin. He turned her to her back and his hand 
reached to touch the bare skin below her throat and 
then slipped toward her breast. Her hand grabbed his as 
she felt him pulling her blouse open.

"Hey, now come on girl. I'll be good. Ya know, me and 
Jimmy ain't exactly what everyone thinks. We done this 
a few times. Just our Pa's don't know of it. You just 
lay there and let me show you."

He pulled her hand away and pushed her arm over her 
head. With the bourbon warming her veins and her mind 
slowly spinning her breath came in short quiet gasps. 
She heard the quiet rustle of his clothes. Then felt 
him move closer beside her. She could feel her heart 
pounding beneath his fingers as they slowly slipped 
over her breast. 

Turning her head side to side she hoarsely whispered, 
"Please, oh God please no, don't."

""Ma'am, you haven't done this before much have you?"

Her head quickly turning side to side only made her 
thoughts spin faster with her muffled plea of, "No, 
no."

"Hey, it's okay, I'll be real slow."

Anna bit her lip and tears slipped over her temple as 
his fingers slipped across her nipple. They lingered, 
flirting with the nubbin, toying and then pushed the 
material aside as she felt warm breath caress her skin. 
She turned her head in despair wishing for this to be 
over that she may escape and forever hide within her 
bedroom.

Warm lips slipped over the soft skin of her breast. 
Anna's hands clenched and her eyes shut tightly trying 
helplessly to put away the thing that was happening as 
Tommy touched her nipple. His tongue made slow circles 
over the pale pink areola then his lips coaxed her 
nipple between them sucking her nipple deeper into his 
mouth as his tongue quickly flicked back and forth. His 
hand slipped across her breast to lightly toy and coax 
the other to a pliant stiffness. He sucked carefully on 
the pink tip feeling it grow and swell between his 
lips. 

Anna closed her eyes against the little shivers 
slipping through her breasts. Tom had never spent much 
time doing anything like that. Then she clenched her 
teeth denying, pushing away the thought and the 
tingling sensations. Her nipples were hard and swollen 
now, the skin flushed with warm blood from the efforts 
of his lips. Yet she closed her mind tightly against 
the feelings, wishing only for this to be over.

She felt his hand slip over her skirt and lift the hem 
to her waist. She reached to push it down but Tommy 
caught her hands and pushed them away. As one hand held 
her the other tugged at her ruffled panties pulling 
them over her hips. He let go and moved down to pull 
them free of her ankles. Tommy grasped her skirt and 
pushed it up over her breasts. With a little cry of 
despair Anna pulled the hem over her face, grasping it 
tightly between her teeth.

She held her legs tightly together as his hands slipped 
up her thighs, over the soft thick curls and caressed 
the warm skin in the hollow of her hips. Tommy tried to 
slip his fingers between them, but she held them 
tightly together.

"Oh girl," Tommy whispered, "I think I can do something 
to help you let up a little."

Anna expected him to move over her and push his way 
between her thighs forcing them apart... almost hoping 
he would hurry, to finish this, yet.. it was warm lips 
that touched them, kissing them, slowly moving higher. 

She gasped reaching to push him away, to turn away. 

Anna groaned through the dress material between her 
teeth, "No, oh no, you can't, what are you doing?"

He pushed her back holding her as she realized her 
movements had allowed his hand to slip between her 
thighs.

"Quiet, it will be okay, just lay there a moment more."

Once again she felt his warm lips move against her 
skin. His tongue slipped between her thighs next to his 
fingers. Closer, his hand slipping ever so near... 
touching the soft curls concealing her treasures... his 
warm breath caressing her skin...

Anna's eyes were wide as she looked up at the ceiling. 
"Never, never, had she thought of such a thing, Tom had 
never... he was going to... there... Oh my God, what is 
he going to do, oh please no, somehow stop this..." her 
breath was coming in gasps as she trembled.

She felt his hand move higher and pull her skin 
tightly. She felt the coolness of the air just before 
his warm breath touched her... there, where she had 
never been touched in such a way. She gasped as she 
tried to pull her hips away yet the warmth followed... 
The warmth touched her, slowly encircling, then 
slipping away... warm breath... the tip of his tongue 
slipping over her... circling... tormenting... then 
lips back again to gently encircle her clit.

Anna's hands clenched tightly, her nails cutting into 
her palms. Her eyes squeezed tightly shut as she turned 
her head away forcing her consciousness elsewhere far 
away.

Warm lips moved slowly over her clit. His tongue 
slipped in small teasing circles over and over as he 
smiled knowingly. His hand lightly massaged, caressing 
the warm soft skin above her knees. He sensed more than 
he actually felt, her thighs begin to waiver.

Her sense of time... all lost, Anna was tortuously 
pulled back from her reverie, her escape... to warm 
lips still coaxing hidden desires from within her. With 
despair she realized her thighs were no longer tightly 
closed and his hand was between them, his fingers 
touching her, yet, not just touching... but moving 
slowly back and forth over the warm swells that had 
become moist...

With a soft cry of despair she felt her thighs 
surrender to his hands pushing them open, her knees 
yield as he lifted them, opening her completely. Her 
thighs, knees abandoning her as they opened baring her 
secrets. His tongue slipped easily between the slippery 
swells moving back and forth, deeper each time... yet 
deeper... then... as Anna caught her breath...inside 
her.

Her eyes were wide, her lips lightly parted, breath 
quickening as she felt her hips utterly betray her, 
lifting for his touch. Lifting to accept, to lure his 
warmth deeper. Accepting, then aching for the plunder 
of her most hidden sweetness by his searching tongue. 
Shivers swam over her. Tingles of pleasure warmed her 
skin, her cheeks flushing as ripples of yearning cried 
from her hips.

Anna clenched the hem between her teeth tightly, yet... 
for her silence... or her pleasure... as Tommy's tongue 
slipped back and forth inside her, then pausing to 
slide slowly back and forth between the soft swells 
that had once hid her treasures, yet now opened so 
easily for her wet sweetness to be stolen.

Her face turned away under her skirt she felt him move 
over her. Holding her breath in anticipation... his 
hand grasped hers pulling it down, pushing it against 
his hardness. She jerked trying to escape yet Tommy was 
much too strong and pushed her hand against him as her 
fingers encircled his cock.

Her heart pounded in her ears screaming at her to stop 
yet the hardness filling her hand burned her palm... 
she felt his hips move and the warm shaft slide between 
her fingers. Hazily, almost dreamlike she felt her hand 
begin to move back and forth feeling the velvet 
softness of the head brush across her wrist. As he 
moved forward Anna closed her eyes guiding him to her 
opening. Slipping the warm velvety head between her 
swollen labia... deeper... her fingertips loosening as 
he pushed deeper between the soft warm swells. Her hand 
pulled quickly from between them and returned over her 
head her knees lifting higher to accept him as Tommy 
thrust forward, driving himself completely inside her, 
shamefully easy.

As he paused feeling the warm clasping wetness of her 
Anna slightly shuddered with despair, Oh my God, oh 
dear God... my son...

Over and over he moved. Slowly thrusting the entire 
length of his cock inside her then withdrawing to the 
very tip... until she felt herself begin to close... 
then pushing back inside her again.

Slowly he quickened and Anna instinctively opened wider 
for him, the betrayal of her body so long ago, now 
complete as the sinful pleasure of his thrusts flowed 
over her. Her pussy in an almost wanton desperation 
clenched tightly to his cock each time he pulled away. 
She had never felt like this before. This pleasure 
forbidden her. As he began to pound against her she 
suddenly realized her ankles were now locked behind his 
driving hips, her own hips thrusting to meet him and 
with a soft crying wail, that her hands gripped his 
forearms tightly.

Faster, harder he pressed against her and Anna knew... 
he would finish soon... as his muscles tightened, 
tensing... as he moaned exploding inside her, filling 
her with his warmth she felt a rushing, a hot wave 
flowing over her as her pussy clenched convulsing over 
and over against the spurting hardness inside her, her 
neck muscles straining as her chin pushed down against 
her breast, her fingers digging deep into his arms... 
and she came, shuddering with a low wail that tapered 
off in a soft cry...

She lay there gasping beneath Tommy, wondering at the 
incredible feeling she had just experienced, terrified 
that she had felt it, with him. As he moved away 
slipping from her she turned to her side pushing her 
skirt down. As he reached for the lantern she quickly 
leapt to her feet and throwing the door open ran across 
the room and out into the night fleeing for the 
darkness, the safety of her bedroom.

***

A few days passed...

Anna looked up from her sewing as Elizabeth stepped 
inside. From her bag she pulled Anna's ruffled panties.

"Anna, how could you, you left me. Oh my God Anna," as 
she collapsed into a chair. "You don't know, you were 
to be with me. I had to let all of them. Sam was mad 
that you ran off so I had to let... oh God, all of 
them. oh Anna, what happened?"

Anna looked down shamefaced over the abandonment of her 
dearest friend.

"Elizabeth, I'm so sorry, truly I am. Something 
happened that I don't know, that I can explain, that I 
can share, even with you."

"What Anna, please tell me. what? You must tell me, you 
owe it to me Anna."

"Oh Liz, with Tommy, something I never felt, a sinful 
pleasure, at the end. I cannot live with it, yet now, I 
cannot live without it. Sometimes it screams with need 
inside me, I find myself looking, staring at... at men, 
at Tommy. Oh God Elizabeth I am so ashamed."

Quickly holding her tightly Elizabeth whispered, "Oh 
Anna, you've never? You've never came before? You know, 
had an orgasm?"

"No, oh no, I didn't know."

"Oh Anna, don't be ashamed, it's wonderful."

"But Liz," she cried, "With Tommy."

"I know, I don't know what to do now myself. it's very 
hard, living there now, with Jimmy."

"What happened Elizabeth, with you, please tell me. 
I've felt so terrible about leaving you, but I couldn't 
stop."