Flashback: Cousins Ch. 06

February 1992: Boston

The job interview was Saturday as the interviewer was going to be out of town. After a leisurely breakfast at the Four Seasons, Robert left me dressed in his best suit and I went off to do some shopping.

Walking down the streets, I was so happy. After we had got to the hotel the night before, we fucked with wild abandon. Robert made me tell him every detail of my encounter in the bathroom of the train. When I did, that drove him crazy and he fucked me until we were both screaming.

I was definitely sore that day, but it was a good sore.

Robert and I met up later in the day and he was smiles and sunshine on the dreary February day.

"I think I'm going to get this job," he said brightly.

I knew he wanted this job, but I was feeling selfish. I didn't want him to leave New York.

He read my mind and pulled me close.

"I know what you're thinking - but it will be ok. Boston isn't far. We can arrange something..."

I pulled away and fell on the bed.

"Let's not think about that now."

I looked up at him and rubbed my breast through my sweater. He didn't need to be asked twice.

Much later we were strolling hand in hand in Boston's Theatre District. We had just had a fabulous dinner, but I knew he was restless for some fun. And so was I, but it was so cold, I just wanted to go back to the hotel and get naked under the sheets. But I walked with him as the cold air swirled around us.

Suddenly he saw something taped to mailbox and looked it closely. It was a flyer advertising a rave. They were all the rage in New York but much harder find in Boston.

"Let's go," he said excitedly.

"Are you serious? That's for 20 year olds." We were both in our late 20's by now and I often felt my drugging and dancing days were over.

"Yeah, let's do it. We'll get some X and dance the night away."

"X?"

"Ecstasy, you know."

"Oh, that stuff?"

I had heard about the 'Love Drug', but it never really interested me.

"Come on - I think I know where this place is."

He hailed a cab and told the driver to bring us down to the waterfront. Things were going to get very interesting and they certainly did.

Twenty minutes later we were standing in front of an old warehouse. I looked doubtful, but we both heard the thumping of the bass inside. Groups of kids were going in, but there were older people as well so I felt a little relieved.

I was glad that we were dressed casual having gone to an Irish pub for dinner instead of a trendy restaurant. I had jeans, boots, a sweater and tank top on. Robert had jeans, sneakers and a thin shirt. We were both bundled up under coats.

When we got inside the first thing that struck me was the music. I had shied away from techno and I knew why. It was fast - impossibly fast. My heart felt like it was skipping beats as the bass pounded us from all directions. I again got doubtful but there we were - shedding our coats in the corner. Robert gave someone at the door a bunch of bills and within minutes he was holding two tabs of X in his hand.

"Ok, you ready?" he asked.

"I don't know..."

"Come on! Where's the adventurous Beth that used coke in the bathrooms with me?"

"Alright, alright," I said and popped the X in my mouth. I dry swallowed it down and followed him into the throng.

It was hot and crowded and loud. Everyone was dancing to the music which assaulted us. There was definitely no place to hide here. We made our way to other side of the floor and stood on the sidelines to wait for the X to kick in. Robert held me tightly and bopped to the beat. I watched people move and sway and touch each other. In fact, there was a lot of touching. I shouted to Robert about that and he said it was the X.

It wasn't long before I felt the first rush of the drug. At first it felt like I did 3 or 4 lines of coke suddenly. It was an incredible high. Robert was feeling it too and went and got us some bottled water.

"Drink this," he shouted. "This stuff dehydrates you."

It was then that I noticed lots of people clutching bottles of water. There was no alcohol in the place, but none was needed. I drank the water all down and tossed the empty bottle to the side. Robert pulled me out onto the floor and the odyssey began.

The music suddenly engulfed me and it wasn't obnoxious anymore. The beat moved me and I melted into it. I felt one with the music as I danced. One song blended into another and I lost track. I just wanted to touch Robert all the time, and he did the same to me. Sometimes were embracing each other, other times we just touched fingertips. I felt incredibly happy and I wanted to hug everyone around me.

And hug I did. Everyone was our friend. We smiled, laughed, hugged and danced for hours. Every once in a while someone would bring bottles of water and we all drank it down. And the music never let up.

The drug also made we want to fuck right there. So many times I wanted to slip off with Robert into the bathroom and do it, just like we did New Orleans, but the music held me there. I was in a perpetual state of bliss and longing.

I have no idea how much time went by, but suddenly the music stopped and the lights went on. There was a commotion at the door and I realized we were being kicked out. People weren't in a panic as we all felt too good for that, but we knew we had to leave. One of the girls in our little group found a side door and Robert and I ducked out with her. So much for my coat, I thought vaguely. And my sweater. I had discarded that somewhere and was only in my tank top. But the cold air felt good and woke me up a little.

The three of us stood there with goofy grins on our faces. Then I noticed the way the girl was looking at Robert and I. Robert was looking right back at her. Without a word he pulled her into his arms and hugged her. I stood there looking at them, but registering what was happening. At last they broke apart.

"Let's get a cab and get back to the hotel before we freeze," he said and led us down the alley to the street.

Thirty freezing minutes later the three of us were in the hotel room drinking champagne. I was wrapped in a blanket shivering and still riding wave after wave of the drug.

The girl's name was Heather and she was probably 21 or 22. She was giggly and I could tell she wanted Robert. I wasn't sure how to take that. All of our sexual encounters were with men. Robert either watched or participated, but he never touched the other guy. Never was another woman mentioned.

But now I had a feeling that something changed. Tonight was his night - his fantasy. The years of married life were catching up to him and he wanted nothing more than to let lose - maybe for the last time. I wasn't sure.

Now Robert was kissing Heather. His hands were all over her. She was kissing him back and they acted like I wasn't there. I thought I would be mad, but the drug was still in my system. They looked so nice together. Heather had short red hair, but it was soft looking. And so shiny. She had a nice body with perky breasts and a cute ass. I watched them kiss some more and felt my body responding.

He gently pushed her off his lap and stood up. He looked over at me his eyes told me to come over and join them.

In a daze, I shrugged off my blanket and walked over to them. They both embraced me and hugged me tight. Their arms caressed me and I sighed deeply. It felt wonderful. There was so much love between us all. I kissed Robert on the mouth and his tongue slid into mine. Heather's hands caressed my arms and my hair. My arm went around her waist and hugged her tight.

Now, I had never done anything with another woman. Didn't even think about it until then. I was always too busy with men and Robert always kept me satisfied. But that night in Boston, I tried it out and wasn't disappointed. No doubt the X had a lot to do with it.

My kiss with Robert went on and on, but then I felt Heather's hands go to my head and she turned me so that her lips were inches from mine. She leaned forward and brought her lips to mine in the sweetest kiss. I moaned softly as her soft mouth pressed against mine. This is heaven, I thought vaguely. Our mouths opened and our tongues danced with each other. Robert kept whispering how hot that was and stepped away to let us continue on our own.

I was lost in her embrace. It was so warm and gentle. Her arms wrapped around me and pulled me close. Our breasts pushed together and I felt my nipples harden. Then I felt her nipples harden. It was amazing. We kissed and touched and groped each other until we stopped and stood there gasping.

"Oh my god, Heather, you're so..."

She giggled and slowly took her top off. She had no bra on underneath and the slight of her bare breasts inflamed my desire for her. Her breasts stood up with will of their own and her pink nipples were pointed at me.

"Take off your top, Beth," Robert suggested.

I quickly ripped my tank off and then my bra. We stood there facing each other and admiring each other's body. We were completely different builds. She was more athletic than me and I had all the curves and softness she lacked. But it didn't matter. I wanted her. My hand reached out for her breast. When I touched it, I felt a shock of electricity go through us. She giggled again and closed her hand over my hand and we squeezed.

I can't describe how thrilling that was to touch another woman's breast. She did the same to me and I moaned when our skin touched.

Robert was getting impatient, though. He wanted some of the action.

"You two should be naked," he said as he slid his jeans off. He was standing in his boxers and his cock was straining to get out.

I leaned over and unbuttoned Heather's jeans and slid them off. She had on the barest of panties and I slid those down as well. Her pussy was covered with just a little red hair and I saw that she had shaved most of it off.

I let her do the same to me and we were both naked. I wanted to embrace her then and rub my body all over hers, but Robert had other plans. He was naked now as well and I saw Heather's eyes take in his hard body and his harder cock.

"Why don't you two come over here and help me with this?"

"Mmmmm, definitely," I said and we went over and knelt before him.

I could tell Robert's wildest fantasy was about to come true.

I took his cockhead in my mouth and sucked it for a bit and then passed it to Heather. She did the same and passed it back to me. I licked the smooth head and then she began to lick his shaft. Both our hands played with his balls. In no time he was moaning and I wondered how long he would last.

"Oh fuck, this is incredible," he kept saying over and over again.

Heather and I sucked and licked his cock, all the while keeping our bodies close together. Her touch was turning me on and I wanted nothing more than to lay on the bed with her and just touch her everywhere.

She had the same idea as well, but we wanted to get Robert off first. At last she took over and pushed his cock deep in her mouth. I moved to lick and suck on his balls. His hands roamed all over our hair and he groaned loudly.

"Oh yes, suck me...suck me hard..." he moaned.

And suck she did. She took him deep. I sensed he was close and squeezed his balls hard. He shouted out and pulled out of her mouth and jerked off into her face. Cum spurted out and covered her pretty face and hair. It was such a turn on to watch. When he was done, he fell back into his chair.

Heather laughed and turned to me. I knew what I wanted to do right then. I took her head in my hands and began to lick the cum from her face and lips. My tongue lapped at Robert's seed. How many times have I tasted this, I thought, but never this way.

When she was clean she stood up and led me over to the bed and we sat down.

"Are you bi?" I asked, shyly.

"Yes."

"Well, I've never, uh, done it with a woman before..."

"I know," she smiled. "But I think you'll be just fine. You're incredibly sexy."

I blushed slightly and she pushed me gently down on the bed.

"Just relax - I'll do the work this time," she said.

I lay there quivering and she got on all fours over me. She began by licking my neck. Her tongue was so soft and gentle. After so many times of rough, I loved the softness. She licked my neck, my ears and then my throat. Then she straddled my belly. I could feel her moist pussy rubbing against my skin and another shockwave went through my body.

She leaned over and pushed my breasts together and began to lick the cleavage. I moaned and clutched the sheets. She smiled and moved her tongue across my mounds to my nipples. Back and forth she went, gently licking them and swirling her tongue around them. I was dying and it felt so good.

Robert came over and knelt beside us and squeezed my hand. I looked over and smiled at him. I saw then how much he really loved me. And even though it was all over his face, he still whispered it to me.

Heather smiled at the both of us and began to move her tongue down my belly. I shut my eyes, but still held onto Robert's hand. Her tongue probed my belly button briefly before her hands pushed my legs open. I shivered again as she began to lick the inside of my thighs. When her tongue at last made it's way to my pussy, it knew exactly where to go. It was the second time my pussy had been eaten by a stranger that weekend and that sent shivers all up and down my spine.

She teased apart my lips with her soft tongue and began to lick the folds. I shivered again and Robert's hand squeezed tighter.

She was very good at what she was doing and I began to moan loudly. Robert still held on to me and as I shivered and gasped from her tongue deep inside me. He whispered things that only I could hear. He told me how beautiful I was and how much he loved me. He also told me how sexy this whole thing was and he wanted to fuck me when she was done.

His words drove me crazy and within minutes I was screaming through yet another orgasm. Heather never let up and she licked and sucked me to a second, but smaller orgasm. When I felt I was ready to pass out she stopped and moved up to kiss me. I tasted my cum on her lips and kissed her warmly. Robert at last let go of my hand and told me to turn over on the bed.

I rolled over and lay there spent, but he had other plans. I heard him ask Heather to suck his cock for moment and then he was pushing apart my asscheeks.

He began to push his cock into my ass and I gasped, but was too tired to move much. He was going to have to do all the work. He hunched over me and after one last push, he was all the way in. I shivered and cried out as he began to thrust, but he was merciless. He was going to use my ass well and I had no choice about the matter.

As he fucked me, Heather caressed my arms, back and sides. She sensed it hurt a little and she wanted to soothe me. She was so sweet with her caresses that I began to relax. She kissed my hair and my neck and whispered to me like Robert had done. She kept saying how sexy I was and how she knew she wanted to go back to the hotel with us only so she could make love to me.

Her words turned me on again and I wanted her.

Suddenly Robert pulled out of me. He hadn't cum and I turned over to look at him.

"I don't want to do it yet," he said, laughing. "I have to see you two together again."

I looked at Heather and laughed. She joined me on the bed and we were soon in a passionate embrace. I finally rolled her over to her back and began to do exactly what she had done to me. Her skin was soft and smooth as my tongue caressed her. She made little cooing sounds as I lapped at her. We didn't say anything to each other - we didn't need to. Only a woman knows what another woman wants.

When I finally got to her breasts she squealed in delight as I licked her delicate nipples. The hard flesh felt so good in my mouth. I nipped them slightly and she cried out. Her face with flush with excitement. I spent a long time on her breasts then I was aware of Robert moving in behind me. He wanted to fuck me now.

This time, he was pushing his cock into my pussy. It slid in easier and he groaned.

"Fuck you're wet," he mumbled.

He began to take me in long, hard strokes. I went back to Heather's breasts and her hand reached down to rub her clit. We were all determined to cum together and I couldn't think of anything more exciting.

I moved my tongue all over her breasts and I nipped them lightly. Each time I did that she cried out and I asked her if she wanted me to go easier, but she said no. I smiled, knowing how she felt and kept it up.

Meanwhile my pussy was being pounded harder. I lost concentration on licking her tits and lifted my head to moan. She wriggled underneath me and moved down so our tits could rub each other. I squealed as the sensations in my breasts went all the way to clit. She was rubbing her clit hard and moaned. Robert was squeezing my ass and his finger was deep inside my asshole. We were all so close now.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he yelled and then I felt him shoot his load inside me.

My pussy clenched around his cock and milked him as I came as well. I cried out his name over and over and lowered myself onto Heather and covered her mouth with mine. She moaned deeply into my mouth and her whole body suddenly started to shake. She was cumming too and I held onto her tightly as our breasts pushed into each other. Robert pulled out and I slumped onto her body, still holding her. We kissed for a long time until at last I rolled over in a total daze.

Sunday morning was harsh and too bright for my tastes. I woke up in bed beside Robert. He was snoring softly. Heather was gone.

I lay there and thought about our wild night. It seemed like it happened in another lifetime. I couldn't believe I had done it. I didn't feel ashamed, though. Heather was so sweet and gentle. It might be something I would try again.

Robert stirred next to me and I kissed his mouth gently. He growled and put his arms around me and held me close. I suddenly felt very sad. I didn't want to ever leave him again, but it was inevitable.

The train ride home wasn't as exciting as the ride down. We were both tired and slept most of the way. I leaned against him and savored every moment. I had no idea when I would see him again.

About two weeks later he called to tell me he got the job and he and his family were moving to the western suburbs of Boston. I cried bitterly and it broke his heart. He told me he loved me, but he had to do this. Besides Boston wasn't too far away. We could arrange something...

I hung up feeling sorry for myself and angry with him for leaving me again. I almost considered finding a job in Boston, but I knew that I didn't want to leave New York and what good would it do anyways.

Instead I immersed myself back into my job and then the funniest thing happened - I fell in love!