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Subject: {ASSM} Our Good Neighbor Policy, Chapter 6
Date: Mon, 12 Jan 2004 17:10:10 -0500
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WARNING:  The following material is of an explicit sexual 
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Some events depicted may be based on actual experiences. All
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Our Good Neighbor Policy 6

Barb and Emily didn't get together for their coffee until the
following Monday morning. Barb called Emily around nine o'clock
to see if she was receiving visitors.

"Hi Emily, it's Barb. Got a spare cup of coffee this morning?"

"Oh, hi Barb. I sure do, but you will have to excuse my
appearance. I am still in Ted's T shirt, my hair's a mess, and I
haven't gotten around to putting on any makeup yet. Give me 15
minutes to brew a new pot, then come on over."

"No problem, Emily. I just got out of bed myself. I'll just throw
some clothes on and see you in a few minutes."

"Just wear what you have on now, Barb."

"The neighbors might object, Emily. I just got out of bed and Ken
and I sleep naked."

"Hmm, well I guess you'd better put something on then, but don't
go to too much trouble. See you soon."

Twenty minutes later, Barb rang Emily's doorbell. Emily greeted
her still wearing a long T shirt with the local university's
emblem emblazoned on the front. Barb was decked out in a tube top
and a short wrap-around skirt. Barb could tell that Emily wore no
bra under her T shirt. Her prominent nipples produced two points
in the thin fabric. Barb's tube top did little to disguise her
own unfettered breasts.

"The coffee just finished perking and I was just getting ready to
pour another cup when you rang. I also toasted a couple of
muffins to help us start the day," Emily said as she walked
toward the breakfast room. Barb followed her and sat down at the
table.

"What a bright, inviting room," Barb commented. "You have a great
view of your back yard and all the flowers. Who does all the
gardening?"

"I am the head gardener," Emily responded with a smile. "Ted
helps with the heavy stuff, but I just love to work outside and I
really enjoy the flowers and my other plants. We spend a lot of
time in this room because it is so open and cheerful."

Emily bent to retrieve a platter from beneath the counter. Her
shirt rode upward and Barb noticed that she was bare underneath.
Emily's clean-shaven pussy lips were clearly visible as she
pulled the platter off the shelf.

"It's nice to finally be in your house, Emily. Thanks for the
hospitality."

"No problem. After all the time we spent at your place Saturday,
a little coffee and muffin seems to pale in comparison," Emily
said. "Your pool party was an amazing experience...I don't think
we recovered fully until yesterday evening. I had more to drink
than normal and I had a pretty heavy hangover."

"I'm so sorry, Emily," Barb returned. "I hope you aren't
regretting that you and Ted came over."

"No, of course not. We discussed our evening several times
yesterday. I think it helped Ted and I overcome some of our old
hang-ups and jarred us out of a rut.  I was just worried that Ken
might have gotten upset with Ted and I for sort of taking
advantage of you."

"On the contrary, Emily. Ken was busy yesterday putting all of
those digital pictures on a disk. He should be finished with it
this evening. I think he enjoyed watching me as much as I enjoyed
your attention. Ken keeps eyeing my new landing strip that Ted
did for me. Ken is looking forward to showing you and Ted the
pictures this Saturday evening."
"I'm relieved to hear that, Barb. I guess we all got pretty
carried away the other night. That little clothing optional sign
started it all! Once you shed your bikini and stepped into your
pool, everything just seemed to go into high gear."

"Yeah, that did seem to break the ice I guess. We skinny-dip all
the time, so we didn't think much about it. I'm just glad that
you two are open-minded. I hope you both enjoyed yourselves.
After you left, Ken was all over me and I was really horny. We
made passionate love for a couple of hours."

"Ted and I were the same way. As soon as we got home, we left a
trail of clothes from the front door to the bedroom. I don't know
when I was so hot to have him in me," Emily responded. "We did it
and I came at least twice. Then, I woke Ted up about six o'clock
on Sunday morning and we made love again. Even with a hangover,
it felt good," Emily laughed. "I guess we all had the hangover
hots."

Barb smiled. "When Ted had his fingers inside me and you were
playing with my clit, I thought I would lose my mind. What an
amazing feeling to have two sets of hands pleasuring me at the
same time...thanks."

"Well, Barb, one of my hands was trying to help you but my other
hand was working to my own benefit," Emily admitted. "Watching
Ted move his fingers inside you got me so aroused that I couldn't
help myself. I have never touched another woman before. I hope
you don't think I am weird or something."

"Honey, you helped put me in heaven the other evening. I am so
glad you enjoyed it too. Us girls have to stick together. I'm
just sorry that you didn't get some of the same treatment."

Emily hid a little smile. "Can I trust you with a little secret,
Barb?"

"Sure, we should be open and honest with each other, right?"

"Remember when I was next to Ken and you were on the raft? Well,
I happened to accidentally touch Ken's cock under the water. He
didn't move out of the way, so I just sort of held him for a
little while," Emily admitted. "In a minute, he moved his hand
over and rubbed my pussy. Then, he put his finger inside me. I
got wet when he moved his finger inside and really wet when he
put in two fingers. So I guess I got my finger fucking before you
did, Barb."

"Well, I guess I don't have to feel sorry for you anymore," Barb
said. "Here I'm lounging on my float and you and Ken are
exchanging favors right under my nose...or ass really. But,
what's fair is fair, Hun. No hard feelings from me."

"I'm glad I finally got up the nerve to tell you, Barb. Like you
said, us girls need to stick together. Here, have a muffin while
I warm up our cups."

"What do you have planned for Saturday, Emily?" Barb asked. "You
know, I haven't even seen this home theater you mentioned the
other day."

"Bring your muffin and coffee along and I'll show you," replied
Emily. "We hide out in the theater room quite often. It can be
very romantic with the lights down low and a good movie playing.
Follow me."

Barb was happy to follow Emily's bouncy bottom as they wandered
to the other side of the house. The home theater was adjacent to
the master bedroom.

"This wall is really one big screen, see?" Emily stated with a
note of pride. "The projector is here on the ceiling out of the
way. Ted loads the movie into the equipment here in this cabinet.
These big chairs are really comfy and they have speakers built
right into them. We also have surround sound in the room.
Sometimes, though, we end up here on the floor when Ted plays one
of his porno movies. We both get pretty aroused watching them and
don't bother to go to the bedroom. Kind of kinky, eh?"

"Sounds good to me," Barb replied as she sank into one of the
theater chairs. "Mmm, this feels yummy. I can close my eyes right
now and imagine the two of you fucking yourselves silly right
here at my feet."

Emily sat on the floor in front of Barb. She had a strange look
in her eyes as she gazed up at Barb stretched out in the chair.
Her eyes were on the same level as Barb's hips and she could see
almost all the way up Barb's short wrap-around skirt. Barb
noticed Emily's gaze, first on her face, then as her eyes moved
lower. Emily was biting her lower lip as she continued to peek up
Barb's skirt. That, in turn, gave Barb the idea that Emily might
want to see Ted's shaving handiwork again.

Barb shifted in her chair and saw that Emily's eyes were
following her every movement. "What the hell," Barb thought to
herself. "If she wants to see my pussy again, I guess I don't
mind showing her."

With that, Barb lifted her feet and placed them on the edge of
the chair, exposing the fact that she was not wearing panties. As
her heels pressed into the edge of the soft chair, Barb's bare
pussy lips opened slightly not twenty-four inches from Emily's
staring face.

"Oh, Barb," Emily stammered. "Your pussy looks so delicious since
Ted and I trimmed you up. I was so busy that night that I didn't
really take time to look very closely at the final result."

"It felt so good when you two were working on me. I loved it when
you touched my clit and rubbed me, Emily. I never would have
thought another woman's touch would affect me like it did. 'But I
know that at the time I was wishing it would never end."

Without realizing what she was doing, Emily reached up under her
shirt and put her hand on her now damp pussy. Slowly, she moved
her fingers down both sides of her slick outer lips and felt her
clitty twinge as she put pressure on both sides. 

Barb, in turn, first sensed then felt juice begin to seep from
her as Emily's gaze burned into her exposed love box. Both women
seemed to be in their own lustful worlds for the moment. 

"May I touch you there, Barb," Emily murmured. Her face was
blushing from both lust and embarassment.

"I'd like that, Emily," Barb replied in a whisper. "Like you did
the other night."

Emily leaned closer and moved her hand from her own wetness up to
Barb's juicy slit. She touched the inner lips and used her index
finger to separate the glistening flaps wider. Barb's pussy
opened like a rose at Emily's gentle touch and Barb emitted a low
moan. A finger explored higher and touched Barb's erect clitoris.
Barb almost jumped as the finger pressed down on her tender
spot.

"Oh God, Emily," Barb moaned. "That feels so good. Please don't
stop yet. Do it more."

"I want to taste you," Emily hissed. "You look so delicious." 

Before Barb could answer, she could feel Emily's breath, She was
so near. Her now-swollen pussy was wide open and any second
Emily's tongue would touch her wet pink lips. Emily edged even
closer and extended her tongue. It was met with the salty tang of
Barb's drooling cunt juice.

"Aahhh," Barb cooed as Emily slowly licked up and down her wet
slit. "Emily, this is incredible. Keep doing it for me. Oh
please, baby."

Emily used her hands to push Barb's legs farther apart, then
stuck her tongue into Barb's wet hole as far as she could. She
moved her tongue up and down and jabbed it in and out as Barb
bucked her hips.

"I'm going to cum, honey. I'm going to cum," Barb gasped over and
over. Then, she flooded Emily's mouth with warm juice.

Emily continued to suck and lick until she could sense that all
of Barb's juice was spent. She felt the wetness from her chin to
her nose as she moved her head back and gazed at Barb's sticky
hole. Even the small tuft of light brown hair above Barb's slit
was matted with saliva and the woman's cum. Instinctively, Emily
wanted to share with Barb. She moved up Barb's body and gave her
a deep kiss so they could both savor their very special moment.

Emily sagged and put her head down on Barb's bare lap, her heart
was beating rapidly and her head was spinning. Barb stroked
Emily's dark hair and touched the side of her face lovingly.
"That was really special, Emily," Barb finally said in a quiet
voice. "You are a very special friend."

"Do you think I am a terrible person for doing what I just did?"
Emily replied. "I can't believe I was that wanton and crazy...but
when I saw you like that, I just couldn't seem to help myself.
Please don't tell Ted or Ken what I did, okay?"

Barb took Emily's face between her hands and kissed her again. It
was a long, loving kiss. "I won't tell the guys about our coffee,
Emily. We girls need to stick together, right?" Barb said
smiling. "But you know, they just might get a major charge out of
watching us pleasure each other sometime, you know that?"

"Please don't say anything about it now, Barb. I'm not really
sure that Ted would understand that I had an urge like that,"
Emily pleaded.

"Sure, okay, Emily," Barb returned. "I'll keep our secret on one
little condition."

"What condition?" Emily questioned urgently.

Barb smiled down at Emily. "On the condition that we have another
cup of coffee and then you let me do the things for you that you
just did for me."

"You mean that you have those feelings too?" Emily gushed with
relief evident in her voice.

"I didn't know that I did until last Saturday evening when you
touched me the first time," Barb replied honestly. "You were so
beautiful when you pulled off your top and then peeled off your
thong. I suppose that I was feeling something just at the moment
when you dove off the board into our pool. I was so hoping that
you wouldn't get cold feet and put your suit on. If you had, Ted
would have kept his suit on too and the rest of our evening would
not have happened as it did."

Emily rose and walked back toward the kitchen. "Stay right
there," she said over her shoulder. "I'll bring the coffee back
so we can be comfortable."

Emily returned with the coffee pot, but Barb was not in the
theater. "Barb," she called out. 

"I'm in your bedroom, Emily," Barb replied. "You said you wanted
to be comfortable, didn't you?"

Emily stepped into her bedroom to find Barb completely nude,
sitting on the edge of her king-size bed coffee cup in
hand...smiling. Emily poured two cups and set the pot down on her
vanity. She took a sip of her hot coffee and put the cup next to
the pot. Turning to Barb, she picked up the hem of her T shirt
and slowly lifted it over her head. "Now we're both comfortable,"
Emily laughed and sat primly on her vanity chair. The two
continued to chat as they sipped their coffee.

"I didn't know anything about all that, Barb," Emily admitted. "I
was afraid that I was the screwed-up person in our group. I was
so scared the other night. It was a big step for me to take your
lead and shed my clothes. I almost decided to put on my suit, but
then my nerve returned when I realized that Ted really wanted me
to take the lead. He wanted me to be naked in front of two other
people we hardly knew at the time. It was such a wild impulse,
knowing that if I got naked that he would do it too. The four of
us would be swimming naked together. All of a sudden, I wanted it
to happen. I couldn't wait to get my clothes off and for us to
join you. Does that make any sense at all?"

"Yes it does," Barb assured her. "It was a big step for you, but
your fears about Ted were unfounded. We could tell by his
attitude and his comments to Ken that he was interested in
joining us, but he was afraid of what you would think. It was a
classic case where husband and wife just weren't communicating
directly.  We are somewhat the same way, really. It's usually my
job to take the lead and make the first move. Remember, Emily, I
was the one who extended the invitation to you last week when you
said you were lonely. I've been waiting for a good excuse to get
together with you and Ted for a while. He's really a very nice
guy...good looking too."

"I'm glad you did," Emily said. "It's taken us too long to become
good friends. Ted likes Ken and enjoys talking with him. I'll
admit that when Ken pulled off his Speedo and put in my lap, it
really boosted my courage. I mean, there he was...standing next
to me with his gorgeous cock so close to me I could have reached
out and touched it. You're lucky that he belongs to you, Barb."

Both cups were now empty again. There was a long silence as Emily
put her cup down on the vanity. Barb was still perched on the
edge of the bed. Neither woman said anything for several long
moments.

Finally Emily spoke. Her voice was dry and throaty. "Were you
serious before?" she asked.

"Before what?"

"Before, when you mentioned your one condition," Emily's voice
trailed off.

Barb stood and took the few steps over to Emily. Taking her
hands, Barb pulled and Emily stood, looking very submissive. "I
want to show you how good you made me feel, Emily. I want to kiss
you and suck on your puffy nipples. I want to taste you and put
my tongue in you. I want to feel you cum while I lick you."

Ever so slowly, the two hugged and moved to the bed. Emily was on
her back as Barb moved next to her and kissed her deeply, their
tongues dueling. "Let yourself go, Emily," Barb suggested. "I
want to do all the work so you can enjoy the kind of pleasure you
gave me."

Thus began a most memorable day for Emily, and for Barb. 

On Saturday evening, they would join their husbands in this same
home for dinner, movies and the viewing of Ken's pictures from
the previous week. 

	To be continued


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