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Subject: {ASSM} "Same Time Next Month?" {by Holly} (M/F, rom, cheat)
Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2002 00:10:02 -0400
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Same Time Next Month??    {by Holly}  (M/F, rom, cheat)
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Addie was still a looker, even after all these years.  She had her share of
ups and downs .... okay, a lot of downs .... but she was desperately trying
like all the other women in her age bracket to stave off time.  She didn't
realize how she affected people.  She didn't realize how truly beautiful she
was, way down into her soul.  There was one man that realized that, though,
and his name was Sam.

Sam and Addie had been friends since high school.  They dated a little, hung
around together a lot, and generally got a kick out of one another's
company.  Sam thought Addie hung the moon, and Addie thought Sam was her
soulmate.  It's funny, though,  how fate will step in and push people in
different directions.  And so it happened with these two.  Addie followed
her dream to college after graduation; and Sam, being the good ol' hometown
boy he was, stayed behind.  Addie was a little sad that he didn't follow
her, but also overwhelmed by a future so full of possibilities.  With a
kiss, they said goodbye to one another, promising that some day their paths
would cross again for good.

Addie's bright future didn't turn out to be as bright as she had
anticipated.  Like so many girls do, she allowed a man to lead her away from
her dreams, and she became a wife and a mother ... her dreams slowly
slipping into a flurry of bills to be paid and owies to be kissed.  She
worked hard at both, trying to be everything that her husband - - - and
society - - - expected:  productive, supportive, available for the twice a
week trysts in bed that grew more and more routine.  Addie realized that
somehow the "Addie"she had dreamed about was fading from view - - - lost in
this "real life" of hers.  Her heart ached for the carefree love she had
with Sam, but she knew he, too, had taken vows, had children and a life of
his own.  But still, she wondered if he ever thought of her.  She wondered
if he still .... perhaps ..... loved her.  Even as her husband's body
covered hers - - - as he murmured her name into the hollow of her
neck  - - -  Addie thought of Sam.  For 15 years, she couldn't shake him
from her mind.   Then it happened.

One of Addie's dearest friends, Sara, became terribly ill.  Since Sara was
just about the best friend Addie had ever had, and since Addie was a genuine
caretaker, she chose to leave her children in the care of their father once
a month to travel back to her hometown to help as best she could.  It broke
Addie's heart to see Sara struggle so, but their monthly time together not
only helped Sara get much-needed things accomplished but also allowed Addie
to talk about Sam to someone who knew and who understood.  Addie poured her
heart out to Sara over the hundreds of dishes washed and the meals cooked
and the towels folded.  "Addie," Sara said gently, "why don't you leave your
husband if you are so unhappy?"  Addie shook her head.  "Sara, I'm not
UNhappy .... I just miss Sam so."  Sara nodded, although deep down she knew
that Addie was aching for something lost.  Or so she thought.

Even as Sara got better, Addie still came to her aid monthly.  This ritual
became as healing for Addie as for Sara, even after Sara was able to get a
small part-time job.  Addie came to Sara's apartment as a sort of a
once-a-month sabbatical now .... and Sara enjoyed the company even when she
didn't understand Addie's obsession with memories of Sam.  One day, as Sara
was ending her shift at the grocery store where she worked, she looked up to
see Sam coming through her checkout line.  "Oh my GOD!" he practically
shouted, "how long have you worked here?  Where have you been? Have you
talked to Addie?!?"  Sara didn't even have time to answer all the questions
at once,  and her stunned silence made Sam repeat his last question: "Have
you talked to Addie?  Where can I get hold of her??"  Sara still didn't know
how to answer, so she told Sam to wait while she closed out, and she would
come talk to him.  They went to the breakroom of the store, and she sat Sam
down, telling him of Addie's life and her recent visits to town.  Sam
lowered his eyes, and whispered, "If I had only ......." then he looked up
at Sara and continued "..... can you get to her?  Tell her I want to see
her.  I need to see her."  Sara agreed.

Addie sat the phone back into the cradle, moving as if in a trance, and
slumped into the chair.  She couldn't believe it.  Sam wanted to see her.
NEEDED to see her!  After all these years.  "Oh, he'll be so disappointed in
me!" she had said to Sara .... glancing at herself in the mirror.  "He'll
take one look ...."  Sara proposed that the next time she was in town, that
they attend the high school football game.  Sam was always there, and they
could see each other from a distance.  If he still wanted to see Addie, Sara
said she'd arrange it for them.  Sara warned her, "Addie, this is a small
town, and you both are married.  Please be careful!"  Addie told her she
understood and that she would.  The football game sounded like a good plan,
so Addie made arrangements to go the very next weekend.

When Addie went into the stadium with Sara that next Friday night, it was as
if she was teleported back to high school.  The sights, sounds, smells of
fall and of football fever were so reminiscent of days gone by ...... of
feelings she had long yearned to rekindle.  Although things were "bigger"
than they had been back then, there was still that small-town comaraderie
that perpetuated over an air-filled pigskin.  She saw classmates long ago
forgotten .... and although all of them seemed to know her immediately, she
was thankful that Sara was there to prompt her when their names became lost
in her memories.  Addie scanned the crowd .... and her eyes were immediately
drawn to Sam.  He was coming across the front of the stands, making way
through a throng of people talking to him about the game.  She smiled ....
feeling it spread almost comically across her face.  Their eyes met, and her
heart lept ... but hopes were dashed when he merely took her hand and shook
it, said "hello" and continued on.  She and Sara sat back down, and Addie
looked at Sara with a dazed and confused look.  When Sara saw the hurt on
Addie's face, she leaned over and whispered, "You gotta remember what I told
you ... small town .... his wife is right over there .... "  Addie knodded,
but inside, her heart was broken.

A week later, the phone on Addie's desk rang.  She answered, only to hear a
gentle masculine voice say, "I'll bet you don't know who this is ...."  All
the blood left her, and she was suddenly glad that she was sitting.

She gulped, "Sam?!?"

"Hey, babe, betcha didn't think you would hear from me again, did ya??  I'm
so sorry about the game.  I couldn't talk right then ... too many people ...
but oh, how I wanted to!"

Addie blushed, "Yeah, I wanted to, too.   I sure have missed you ..."

"I've missed you, too, Addie.  You don't know how much.  Can I see you
again?"  Sam's voice was hopeful.  Suddenly, clouds of confusion and doubt
rolled over her, and he sensed her hesitation.  "Addie, I'm not going to
hurt you.  I just miss you and want to talk, okay?  Whatever happens .....
you have always had a special place in my heart .... and I can't let you
leave my life again.  I'm really sorry it's taken me so long to call.  I
really didn't know how you'd react, but I'm hoping we can renew our
friendship if nothing else.  I really do want you in my life, Addie"

Thus it began.  Addie made arrangements to go to "help" Sara more often, and
each time she was in town, Sam made arrangements for them to have a little
time to be together.  Their togetherness consisted mostly of talking ....
about anything and everything.  They laughed like they used to ... the only
difference was that they were seeing each other at odd times of the day or
night, and they had to be very discreet.   Addie and Sam even shared things
about their time apart, about their families, about their spouses.  Addie
confessed to Sam that back in high school she had wanted him to be her first
lover, but when he had rejected her, she made the mistake of giving that
gift to someone who wasn't very chivalrous.  Sam told her gently that he'd
known all along .... the boy she had allowed to take her came to school the
very next day and had bragged to Sam how he'd "got her cherry".   Addie
wanted to die right there, until Sam told her it didn't matter anymore, but
that he was sorry he hadn't listened to his true feelings back then.

As time went on, their friendship escalated.  They emailed each other daily.
They made weekly phone calls to one another.  They teased, they talked, they
fought .... but they always made up.   Sam would kiss Addie deeply one
moment, then they would get scared and push each other away the next ... but
their distancing never lasted very long.   A year went by of this
back-and-forth, arms-length romance they had going.  They both realized that
while they still wanted to remain married, they also desperately wanted one
another.   They said over and over that they still loved each other .... and
they knew that soon the time would come for them to complete their
connection.

It was Addie who decided first.  She made a decision to stay at a hotel on
this trip instead of her usual stay with Sara.  Although it did hurt Sara
somewhat, Addie softened the blow by promising to spend lots of time with
her.   Sara knew something was up, but she didn't question any further.  She
knew that Addie would tell her when the time was right.  Addie knew that if
she and Sam ever DID make love, that Sara wouldn't be allowed to know:  she
and Sam deserved a little bit of privacy even though she was grateful to
Sara for her help in getting them together.   Addie wanted a private place
where she and Sam could make love if they decided to.  So, she booked a
room, and she let Sam know where she would be and when she would be there.
Now the ball was in his court.

It was 2 a.m. when a soft knock at her door came.  "Addie?"  he said, trying
not to wake anyone but her, "Addie, babe ... are you awake?"  She got out of
bed and went to the door ..... allowing Sam to step inside.  She stood
before him in a tee shirt and shorts .... her normal sleeping attire.  Her
hair was disheveled, her eyes sloe from sleep.  He just looked at her, his
breath audibly rushing from his lungs as his blood rushed to his aching
cock.  "My God, Addie ....."  She blushed as she stepped back from him, but
Sam stepped forward more quickly and grasped her around the waist, pulling
her to him.   Addie felt Sam's breath, hot with lust, against her neck as he
softly emplored: "I want to make love with you, Addie.  Please."

Addie pushed at Sam's shoulders so he righted himself, and she looked him
straight in the eye.  "If we do this," she said, "it can't change anything
between us.  I don't want you to leave your wife, I'm not going to leave my
husband ..... but know that I am giving myself to you in love.  I do love
you, Sam, and I want you with everything that stands before you now.  But if
our friendship is going to suffer....."

Sam silenced her with a kiss.  A kiss borne of longing ... of long
suffering, long-repressed love.  A kiss that made Addie's knees buckle, and
Sam had to suddenly brace to cradle her as her weight became heavy in his
arms.  Addie's arms went around him then, and she succumed to that kiss,
allowing Sam to carefully direct her to the bed as he was peeling off her
tee shirt, exposing her breasts to his hands and mouth.  Sam devoured her
flesh as a starving man devours a steak, running a wet tongue wherever it
was warranted.  Addie arched into his wet kisses, guiding him gently with
her hands.  Sam's mouth found Addie's once again, and his hands fondled her
hair and stroked her face as his tongue possessed her mouth.  She kissed him
back as fervently, and pulled his clothed body on top of her.

She felt his knee go in between her legs, pressing against her mound.  Addie
stifled a groan into Sam's mouth and hunched against his knee, almost
bringing herself off from the sheer pleasure of being in his embrace.  It
had been so long since lovemaking had felt this free and wanton.  She pushed
his shirt from his body, and nibbled at his chest and nipples as they were
exposed to her.  She flattened her hands and ran them down his tummy to the
waistband of his pants.  She felt his cock tenting the fabric, and ran her
hands beneath the top to carefully stroke his member.  "ooohhhhhhh
godddddddd...." she heard Sam moan as her fingers made their first contact
with his cockflesh.  Addie undid his pants and slid them over his hips, and
as he was exposed to her for the first time, she felt him tense in her arms.
"Sam, what's wrong?"  she asked

"I don't think I can really do this, Addie ..... I keep thinking about
......."

"I know,  me, too."  Addie stroked his face while she spoke.  "But remember,
no strings.  I just want to love you, and I want you to love me.  We already
FEEL it, so let's share this one time.  If we never do this again, we have
this time to cherish."

Sam relaxed into Addie's embrace then, and kissed her on the shoulder.
"God, how I love you, " he murmured against her soft skin.

"I know, Sammy ... I love you, too ... more than you'll ever know, " Addie
said.

Sam reached for Addie's shorts and as he stood up from her, he pulled the
garment with him.  She had no underwear on, so now her body was completely
exposed to his gaze and to his whims.  She felt his hands caress her legs,
up to her thighs, and felt him sweep them open so that he might see her
pussy.  Sam knelt down between Addie's legs,  breathing hotly onto her pussy
as he drank in the sights there.  The lips were slightly swollen, as was her
clit .... it throbbed with each light breath he blew on it.  He could hear
Addie groan in frustration, and he stroked her thighs .... letting her know
that all in good time he would get to what she wanted.  Sam took his hands
and carefully parted her pussylips, to be greeted by glistening juices that
coated the inside of her.  The silky fluid beckoned him, and he leaned
forward, swiping up her slit with his tongue.  Sam was prepared for a little
reaction, but it was as if he had run a live electrical wire up her pussy:
Addie bucked off of the bed and wailed when his tongue made contact with her
intimate flesh.  Sam placed his hot mouth over her clit and suckled it
softly, sliding two fingers into Addie, and he felt her muscles contract
against him time after time.

"Please, Sam, let me have your cock ..." Addie whimpered.  Sam stood and
eased himself up near her face.

"Addie, suck me .... get me ready for you, baby ..."

Sam pushed his hips forward, thrusting his cock toward Addie's mouth.  Addie
had learned how to be an expert cocksucker, and it was no time at all before
Sam was pushing at her head, warning her that if she wanted to feel him
inside her, she'd better stop right NOW!  Addie smiled faintly, feeling
powerful that she could play a man's body that way.  She felt the bed shift
again, as Sam began to navigate her to a more central spot.  She shifted
with him and then he was over her, looking down to confirm what they were
about to do.  "Addie, are you sure?"  he asked, looking directly into her
eyes.  She confirmed her assent by locking her legs around his hips and
thrusting herself up to him, enveloping his cock in her warm, moist heat.
Sam's eyes rolled back and his head lolled at the sudden confinement of his
cock inside her tight passage.  He slumped into Addie's embrace, and lay
with her a moment so that they could both revel in their coupling.  "Oh, my
God," Addie whispered into Sam's ear, "you fill me so completely...."  And
then she groaned as his cock began it's excruciatingly slow exodus from her
body.

Sam was determined to concentrate and make this lovemaking session last.  He
carefully timed his thrusts well enough that he was bringing Addie to orgasm
and keeping himself from one, over and over.  A soft sheen of sweat began to
cover Addie, and in the flush he thought she looked even more beautiful.
Her soft cries filled the air, and he watched her face as it contorted over
and over again in sheer pleasure.  Sam wondered why it had taken him so long
to make love to her.  Why hadn't he seen before now who she was??   His
thrusting became more insistent now, and Addie's hips began to undulate
under him, assisting her pussy in bringing his cum to the brink.  Just as
the head of his cock began to swell, Addie gripped him with her legs and
thrust up, holding him as deeply inside her as she could get him, not
allowing him to move.  Sam felt his cock begin to pulse and belch out rope
after rope of pent up emotion, as well as cum, inside his best friend.
Addie felt his cock throb inside her, heard him groan loudly and felt the
warmth of his cum spread into her, which was enough to send her once again
over the edge.  Sam wrapped in his strong arms around her as he felt her
tense around him once again, arching and calling his name over and over
again until her final release abated.

Sam gently lowered Addie's limp body to the bed, following with his own.  He
pulled the covers over the both of them, and glanced at the clock near the
bed.  5:30 a.m.  Sam kissed Addie on the forehead, feeling how sweaty she
had become.  "I guess I need a shower, huh?" she said, smiling up at him.
Her eyes were alight with love.

"Y'know, it's after 5.  I probably ought to go ..... "  Sam said softly, "
... but I really don't want to"

Addie turned to him, wrapping the sheet around her.  "What are you going to
say if she is awake and wonders where you've been?"

"I go to the gym a lot at this hour of the morning .... nothing unusual ...
I'll head over there now and have a quick workout ..."

Addie laughed,  "I thought you already had one!"

"Yeah, and it was a good one, too!" Sam sighed.  He kissed her forehead
again and got up to get dressed.

Addie got up, too, wrapping the sheet around her.  This was the part she
dreaded ... the goodbye part.  She saw Sam to the door, and he turned and
took her in his arms.  "Addie, this was incredible.  No regrets.  None at
all."  he nuzzled her.

"Are we still friends?"  Addie asked as tears threatened to well up in her
eyes.  The fear she felt knotted up inside her was audible in her quavering
voice, and she cringed when she heard it.

"More than friends, my love," Sam smiled and reached out to stroke her face
one more time.  "I gotta go ......... hey, Addie??"

"Yeah, Sam?"

"How 'bout same time next month, then??"

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Many thanks to everyone who's been kind enough to write to me with
encouragments and suggestions!!!  I do so appreciate each and every one of
you!!  Keep those cards 'n' letters coming ......

~~h~~

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