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sort of friends and NOT lovers story. Subject Matter: (M/F) Rating: (X) Not suitable for minors.
May be illegal in some areas. Author: SandMan Copyright ( c ) 1998 sandman@bitsmart.com Archive:
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reclusive word-smith. Creation Date: 3/5/98 Distribution Date: 3/5/98
=================================================== Table Talk (By Sandman) "She would be
absolutely perfect for you," Erin said as she inclined her head slightly toward a blond bimbo
sitting at a booth in the coffee shop. "After all these years, I would have sworn you’d know me
better," I replied in mock indignation. "Sure, she’s built right, and no man alive could resist
those knockers, but just look at that vacant expression." "The ‘anything for a drink’ look," Erin
said coyly. "It hasn’t stopped you in the past, though." "Maybe I’m looking for something more than
another one night stand." Erin’s eyes went wide and she clutched her chest in mock astonishment.
"You? The eternal bachelor? Passing up a good fuck?" I smiled and I’m sure I had a light blush.
Erin had a right to be skeptical; she knew me too well and had a better tally of the women I had
slept with than I did. Erin is the only beautiful woman I know with whom I have not slept, and that
is not for lack of trying. We grew up together, and she is the closest friend I have in this world.
I’ve made passes at her before--any red-blooded man would--but she has always politely turned me
down. "Well, I am 30 now," I replied. "The big three-oh. It’s getting old waking up in a strange
apartment, or worse, waking up in my own apartment with someone I barely know. You’re still single,
you know how it is." "I do," she assured me. "I just never thought you’d get tired of the hunt. You
can’t seriously be telling me you’re going to finally settle down." "I’ve given it some thought,
yes." "Anyone in mind?" "You. Always you," I admitted. She smiled. "Haven’t we gone over this
before?" "We have. It’s why I’ve been so down lately." She leaned forward and took my hand. "One
day, if I haven’t found Mr. Right yet, and you haven’t found Mrs. Right, and I’m sure you’re not
going to chase the next pretty face that walks by after you’ve had your fun with me, then maybe,
just maybe…" "Am I really that transparent?" "You wear your motives as a bulge in your pants," she
laughed, and I had to join her, but soon I was brooding again.
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After a brief silence, Erin said, "I
know how to cheer you up." "And how’s that?" "Go buy that pretty blond a drink," she said with a
wink. "I’ll pass. The company at this table is much nicer." She made a playful face and then said,
"I think you need perking up." "I have a headache." "She’s pretty. That dress doesn’t leave all
that much to the imagination. Just look at those hooters." "You’re not playing fair," I pleaded.
"I’m not talking to your mind!" Erin laughed. "I’m talking to your OTHER head. She looks just
slutty enough to let you fuck her breasts; they look about the right size." "I’d rather make mad,
passionate love to you," I suggested. "Buy her a drink, take her home and bend her over the kitchen
table. Stuff your meat up her hot, tight ass while you feel up her breasts, I bet you won’t feel so
down then." "Let me run my tongue through your pussy until you beg me to fuck you instead." "With a
few Irish coffees in her, she might just give you the best blow job you ever had in your life. Look
at those lips, see how full they are? I bet they’d feel great around your cock." "Just imagine how
great you’ll feel when I slide into your hot, wet pussy with my chest brushing against your erect
nipples, your legs around me, our lips meeting, our tongues dancing." "Maybe she’s games. She might
even like to be tied up to a bed, completely at your mercy." "If you really want to make it a
threesome…" Finally she broke off the intense conversation and laughed. "You, Barbie and me,
wouldn’t you just love that!" "I’d love just you," I countered. "Tell me that the thought of you
and me together doesn’t excite you." "Tell me the thought of you and Barbie doesn’t excite you. If
you say no, you have to stand up." "Touche." She dropped her eyes to the table. "I’m dripping wet."
"Come home with me." "I think tonight, I will go home with the fellow in the far table behind you."
I turned around and saw an attractive man about Erin’s age. Turning back to face her, I sighed,
"Well, I guess I’ll go buy Barbie a drink." "I knew you would." "One day, Erin." "One day."
Barbie’s real name was Jill. She was a secretary out looking for a good time and I don’t know if I
talked her into bed so much as she dragged me. But as she spread her legs for me and guided me into
her warm, quivering pussy, it was Erin’s face I saw in my mind.
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