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This is a work of pure fiction. The characters and some of the
places mentioned are fictional.

Please don't read this if you are offended by it or the following is
illegal where you live:

(MF rom)

I hold the copyright to all my work, but often grant permission to
re-publish the work if requested by email.  

Eggs and Ketchup, a short story

     I finally got seated and stretched my legs out as far as I could to
take the kinks out. One of the rewards of First Class is that you can
actually do that. I have short legs, so I can anyway (some think they're
long, but at 5'5" they can't be very). It's a 5-hour flight to Maui from 
San Francisco (not including the hop from Vegas).  I've tried the direct 
Aloha flight from Vegas, but the little 737 planes that they use are small, 
crowded and the ride can be bumpy.

    Now before you call me a First Class snob, keep this in mind, Hawaiian
Airlines knows me by sight. They have a single mother with twin 4 year
old boys tucked away in back. If I should take coach, then they seat
me next to the twins. Anyway, I'm tired, stressed, and need to wind down 
before I get home. First Class is the only way to go.

    Maybe the breakup had something to do with it. It's not that I've
never had a breakup, I've certainly had my share. The one with Brian
before I left was no worse than any other. It's the breakups in general
I guess. Odd thing is, I've only been on the doing end. I gave Brian
the story that he is a great guy (he is) and a fantastic lover (bland at
very best), but the kids and picket fence thing wasn't for me and he 
should do some nice girl a favor. He should find her and marry her.
Nice thing is that he didn't cry or beg much.

    See, I'm just over 30 now and I feeling the ticking of the clock. I
just can't find the guy that I want to hold hands with forever and lay
in labor for 16 hours having his kids. I think I still look okay, I mean,
even in Las Vegas, I still get the looks. I eat right, run when I can,
try to stay under 120 pounds. I have brown eyes and a sort of 
auburn hair that works the sun pretty good and gives me natural
blond streaks. I can go sans bra without shame and the large B or 
small C cup breasts can still hold some eyes. It would certainly seem
that the proverbial "Mr. Right" should pop up somewhere.

    Looking out of the window, I see the skyway being drawn back and
the thump and bumps that go with a plane getting ready. A voice to
my side says. "Aloha Aunty Shauna. Going to stay awhile this time?
You've cut your hair."

    I turn to look at the flight attendant. "Hi Niki. About 2 weeks I guess
and yes I did. It was too much trouble to take care of." For those that
don't know, there is an undefined point in a woman's life that people in
Hawai'i begin to call anybody Aunty that is not their mother, grandmother,
or sister. It starts with younger people calling you Aunty and gets worse 
as you grow older. It isn't new to me, but Niki is only about 25. I'm 
supposed to wear it as a badge of honor (I really don't mind, but it gives
me things to think about).

    Niki is the calendar picture of a young Hawai'ian girl. She's the one
that guys look at and give Hawai'i the title "Paradise". She isn't all native,
but has that mix that creates a certain beauty not found anywhere else. 
She gave me that big sweet grin and said. "2 weeks is a long time. I'll 
have your wine for you as soon as we get into the air. You should let 
your beautiful hair grow out again Aunty."

    My hair used to be nearly to my waist, but I had to cut it. Just past
my shoulders isn't all that short really. "Thank you Niki. I will one day 
when I come home for good." 

    A glass of wine, a good book and no twins. Except for the movie,
it was a nice flight. We got into Kahului around 4:00PM. It was a 
little cloudy and the trades were starting to die for the day, but overall
a very nice evening. I collected my stuff from the baggage area and
let the cap roll it outside for me. He was tickled to stand guard over
my bags while I went to find the car. It was where the storage guys
said it would be and it was clean and full of gas. My parent's little Ford
Freestyle wagon is no Mercedes, but a nice little car for around the 
island. I paid the parking, picked up my stuff, slipped the smiling
cap 20 bucks and headed for home.

    The folks are on another cruise and I knew that there would be no
food in the house, so I stopped a Star Market to get enough to tide
me over for a day or so. You don't want to be in a hurry to get through
the check stand at Star Market. The checker always wants to stop and
"talk story" with each and every person going through. My turn finally
arrived. "Aloha Shauna. Going to stay with us long this time? You've
cut your beautiful hair."

     Eventually I finished my chat session and was on my way. Just 
before turning the corner at the street leading up the hill to home,
I picked up a cop on my tail. I wound my way up and into the driveway
of the 2 story house and got out as the cop was pulling in behind me.
"Hi Uncle Eddie." I said as he rolled down his window. 

    "Aloha sweet Shauna. Going to be with us long this time? Darned if
you didn't cut your beautiful hair. Can I help you with your stuff?"

    As Eddie got out, I put my hands on the big Hawai'ian and kissed
his round cheek. "I'll be here about 2 weeks Uncle Eddie. You don't
know how much I was hoping for a big strong man to come and help
a poor girl with her stuff."  It would be a personal affront to refuse help
from a local.

    When we walked back out to his patrol car, Eddie reached in and
grabbed a little plastic box. "Aunty Nona talked to your mom on the
phone. Nona told me to give you this." It was a lei that was handmade 
by Eddie's wife. She is the best. Plumeria and woven palm fronds. Eddie
took me in his big arms and mushed me tight. "Aunty and I miss you so
much. Everybody misses you. You need to come home for good baby.
For goodness sakes let your hair grow out, Aunty is going to have a fit."

    "I will for both things one day Eddie. I promise."

    That night went really fast. I had a quick salad and a cup of fresh
coffee. I was afraid the coffee would keep me awake, but no chance.
I didn't even take a bath. I just striped, put on one of Dad's old tee shirts,
settled in bed to read awhile and conked out.

     The next morning was gorgeous. I put on a bikini, sprayed some 
sun block all over me and organized the lounge in the backyard. Maybe
10 minutes had gone by when I heard a familiar wolf whistle from next
door. Without looking up, I put my hand in the air and waved.

    "What a thing to wake up to on a Saturday morning!", said the 
voice from next door. "You hungry? Wanna have so breakfast with
me?"

    Okay, I was starving. I gathered my boobs back into the bra, tied
the string and sat up. "What are you going to feed a hungry girl Len?"

    "Me."

    "Not good enough."

    "My world famous omelets then?"

    "Deal. Give me 20 minutes to shower and change and I'll be over."

    "Wash your back?"

    "You won't live long enough." That's what I thought. 

     For sure I needed the shower. So I did. I even shaved my legs. Did
the rapid wash thing with my hair and climbed out. After a half hearted
job of toweling my hair and body, running a comb through my tangled
hair, I thought. 'What to wear? Well, it's only Lenny.' I put on some pale 
yellow satin panties, a denim skirt, and (deciding against a bra) a 
yellow tank top, then went out the backdoor and over to Len's house. I 
could see him busy beating the omelet goodies in a big bowl. I thought 
then, 'He turned out to be a good looking guy.' I've known him since I 
was 4 years old. He was 12 then and I used to tag after him everywhere 
he'd let me. Actually that was nearly everywhere. 

    I knocked on the door. "When did you start knocking on my door?"

    "It's the polite thing to do isn't it?"

    "You never did before. Anyway, come in and sit. I'll start the eggs."
As I pulled up a chair to the table, "How is it that you get more beautiful
all the time?"

    "I don't. I just have a neighbor that's kind enough to say so." He had
on tight jeans and a blue sleeveless tee shirt. 'God, he really looks good.'
This line of thinking from an extremely horny girl with lots of rest.

    "You cut your hair. I like it."

    "Thanks, you're the only one so far." He put the plates with our 
omelets down and served us some Pog (Pog = passion-orange-guava) 
in cold wine glasses. "Nice touch Len."

    "Special lady, special juice glasses."

    Len sat down and immediately started pouring ketchup all over his
eggs. "You ruin a perfectly good omelet that way. It's disgusting."

    "Tough shit. You've seen it before. Don't watch."

     That's my Len.

    We chatted during breakfast about not much. I told him about Brian
and he told me about a couple of his failures. When we were finished,
he said. "I thought you and Brian were going to be a number. You went
with him for over a year."

    "He forgot the rules and started talking kids and a big house for us."

    "He was a lousy fuck huh?"

    "Pretty much." I laughed. Len reached over and held my wrist. "You
know, the guy put down a towel before we had sex? Heaven help it if 
we got cum on the sheets, he'd want to change them. I finally told him
that there'd be no sex if he insisted."

    "I think the guy is a raving fool.....You're still wearing that heritage 
bracelet that I gave you."

    "It's the only one that I've ever seen that Ku'uipo has the akina
between the u's. I only take it off to clean it."

    "If it's for my sweetheart, it has to be authentic. I had it engraved
Shauna."

     I was beginning to wiggle in my seat a little bit by now. "I didn't
now that you did that. I didn't realize you thought of me as a real
sweetheart and not more like a sister."

    "What I was thinking would be incest if you were my sister. I have
a memory that sticks out in my mind most."

    "You don't have a sister, but tell me."

    "You followed me around for years and suddenly I started following
you."

     "I was maybe about 12."

     "Yes and you're butt was starting to look very good."

     "You see nothing perverse in a 20 year old ogling a 12 year old's
butt?"

     "It wasn't just any 12 year old but, it was your 12 year old butt. I 
never touched it anyway. Not in a sexual way anyhow. That isn't all 
either."

    "Oh?"

    "At night I'd leave a slit in my blinds because there was this gorgeous
thing that had a bedroom almost right across from mine. If I was very
lucky, she'd forget to close her blinds before she undressed. When she
got to her panties and bra, I'd pray that she'd turn around before she
put on her pj top and close the blind."

    "Did she ever?"

    "Once in awhile she'd leave it unbuttoned. I was really in heaven
then. I couldn't see much really, but it gave my good masturbating
fodder."

    "It must have been an accident. I mean what nice girl would put on
a show like that for the pervert next door? I thought awhile and said. 
"One day when I was about 14, I was in the kitchen setting a table 
with food and you were behind me. The grownups were outside."

    "I remember. I remember what I was thinking to." Len answered.

    "I remember what I was thinking. I could feel your eyes on me. I
wanted you right then. I lay in bed thinking about it that night." I 
down glanced at his lap and followed, "Why Leonard, I believe that
you are showing signs of an erection." It couldn't have been fully hard
even and was still creating a nice thick outline it the front of those
jeans. Now I was really stirring.

   "Jeez, I hadn't noticed. Do you suppose it's because I'm sitting
across from a beautiful girl that didn't dry very well this morning and
I can see her nipples popping through her shirt? Maybe it's because
there's an occasional glance of her thin yellow panties that looks like
maybe she didn't dry there very well too. Maybe she did dry down 
there just fine and it's something else."

   Looking down, I could see what he meant. There was nothing 
hidden in the least. I almost looked like a wet tee shirt contestant. I 
stood in front of him and pulled my top over my head. "Maybe this will
give you the view that you wanted from the window. At least you won't
have to guess what it would be like without the top."

    Len's eyes got big and his mouth was agape. He stood and pulled
off his shirt. He unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them, with his boxers,
to the floor. He sat back down and said. "Now your skirt. I've shown
you mine and now show me yours." Then he smiled and said. "I've
always wanted to say that."

    It was my turn to be awed. "Damn Len, I had no idea. You should
have girls lined up at the door." It wasn't like huge or anything, but just
nice. It just seemed the right length and very thick. It stood up so nice
with a slight curve at the tip to get to 'those places'. There was clear
precum forming in the tiny slit on top. Then I unzipped my skirt and
let it fall to the floors. Before I could slide my panties off, he reached
around me and grabbed my butt in his hands to pull me closer.

    "Hold the panties, those are mine." He said and pulled my tummy
to his face. His tongue went right into my indented navel and then
down to the panty covered patch of fur just below. I could feel his
hot breath as he tongued the front of my panties and as far as he
could go with me standing. He took the thin bands at the sides of the
panties and pulled them down to my feet. When I stepped out of
them, Len put his face in my mound and breathed deeply. He put his
hands between my thighs and found the wet opening with his finger.
Len pulled me over his lap and whispered, "Sit on it."

    I took the base of his cock in my fingers and Len guided me down
and over his swollen cock. I felt it start to penetrate but stopped and 
used the tip to masturbate my clit and labia with. When he was as wet
as I was, I eased down over it and let in tunnel it's way in. Len was
anxious to bury it and I felt him raise his hips to thrust it deep. I uttered
a heavy "Oh" as the cock found it's way to the hilt. When my butt was
firmly nestled in Len's lap, his hands reached for a tit. His face was
all contorted and he was starting to breathe heavily against me. His 
mouth found a nipple and began to suckle it hard. My hips were 
grinding against him. It probably could go no deeper even if it were 
longer and it felt better and tighter inside than any cock I'd ever
fucked. "God Len it fits nice."

    "It was made just for you I think. I never guessed this would ever
happen."

    "Fuck me."

    "Oh yes."

    My arms were around his neck and my head was in his hair. He
thrusting in and out of me and I was grinding against the thrusts. We
soon fell into a steady rhythm of hard fucking as if we'd been 
together for years. Len gave up on trying to milk my tit and leaned
back so that he could get leverage to push his shaft up and into the
wet hole. I felt him shudder just as my orgasm had built to a place
where I had to release. He throbbed and moaned as his sperm spurted
into me. I groaned and suppressed something loader as we came 
together. I collapsed against him and he put his arms around me to
press me even tighter. When I got my breath back, I said. "Damn that
was something. I came so damn hard I thought I was going to pass 
out."

    "I knew it Shauna."

    "You knew what stud?"

    "I always knew that we should be together."

    There was cum running out of me, down my thighs and I knew had
to be dripping on him. Together for a little while anyway. Let's enjoy
what we have." I cautioned. I looked down in his face and asked, "Did
you not cum enough?"

   "I came plenty, why?"

   "You aren't soft."

   "Well, I was thinking of something."

   "What were you thinking of?"

   "I was thinking of standing you up next to the table and getting behind
you."

    "Do I have to put shorts and a top on?"

    "Another time. Let's do it naked this time." 

    "I'm going to drip cum all over your floor."

    "Fine, maybe I'll leave it and sleep in it tonight."

    "I'm going to put the skirt and top on anyway." I said

    "A little role-play? How come we never did this before?"

    I slipped on my skirt and zipped it. "Because you never seemed
interested." I put the top on and smoothed my hair over my shoulders.

    "There were lots of girls to fuck and thinking of you with my hand
was even better than most of those. I didn't want to lose a friend." 

   He snuggled against my back and I could feel that there was going to
be no problem with Len and quick seconds. He put his arms around
me and put his nose in my hair. His hands found my tummy under my
top. He squeezed a little bit and even that felt nice. His fingers were 
under the top exploring my skin. He saved my breasts for last and
cupped them in his hand.

    "They are beautiful. So full and so heavy. Not too big, just perfect.
Hell they were perfect when you were 12 too."

    I was getting throaty then. "They were A cups at best dummy." His
hands were massaging my breasts and he was using his thumbs to
caress my nipples.

    "Like I said; Perfect."

    "God Len." He pulled the top over my head again, pulled my skirt up
to my stomach and put his hand between my thighs from the back. 
His fingers felt nice there too. I felt like I was on fire again and when 
one of his fingers penetrated me, a wave went though my body. He 
knew just where to touch and how hard to touch it. Len put one hand
on my tummy and one on my back to urge me down to the table, then
parted my cheeks and was quiet for a minute. "What are you doing 
back there?"

    "Looking at your cunt. It's sorta red in there. I can see way in it.

    "You're playing doctor now? You've made it red in there with that
cock of yours." Then he wiggled the tip of his soaking finger into my 
butt a little. "Damn Len. Stop that."

    "The other one looked pretty sore so I thought what the heck."

    "It takes more preparation than a little cum to fuck that. Put your cock
where it belongs."

     Laying over the table with my ass hanging out, my head laying on
my folded arms and my left tit in his plate of leftover eggs and ketchup
didn't seem so romantic to me. My toes barely touched the floor. Him
holding my ass cheek open and his cock nudging it's way into my
vagina made up for any lack of romance. Len started pushing his way
in a little at a time and I could feel each bit of it. It was plenty wet 
enough for him to just ram it in, but I think he was afraid of hurting
me. With the force of each push, I let out a little "ummmph".

    "You like that don't you Ipo?"

    "Yes. Ummmph."

    "You like the way I fuck you huh?"

    "Yes. Ummmph"

    "Say it. Say you like it."

    "I love the way you fuck me. Ummmph."

    "I'm going to fuck you hard."

    "Fuck me hard." He was. It was steady, but hard. Easing it out almost
all the way and then ramming it into me. Each time dragging my tit
across the plate and lifting my toes off of the floor. "I can't remember."

    "What?"

    "I can't remember being fucked like this. Ummmph."

    "I never fucked anybody like this. Never even wanted to before."

    His hands were on my sides now and he was pulling me to him as
he drove his cock into me. I began to feel the ache building and the
chattering of my cervix screaming for his semen. Len had to feel my
orgasm building because his fingers where digging into me. I lifted
my head and held on to the other side of the kitchen table. I came.
I came so hard that I couldn't see. I hardly noticed his body stiffen
and his strokes get faster and shorter. We were making sexy wet noises
and then I did feel his cum stream into my cunt. He grunted and made
some indistinguishable noises as the last throb of his cock emptied his
balls into me.

    He was laying over the top of me when I felt his cock shrink and
leave it's warm wet home. We lay like that for a minute and I said "Get
off me lug, you're smashing my tit into the damn ketchup." Of course
Len thought that was pretty funny.

    "Eggs and ketchup isn't so bad of a combination huh?.

    "Easy for you to say, your aren't the one laying with your tit in it."

    Then he pulled my up and said. "Let's get you and me another 
shower. I lived through that so this time I get to wash your back."

     "It's my front that needs washing. Between my legs might not hurt
any." I picked up my panties and used them to cleanup some, grabbed
my skirt and top, and followed him to his room upstairs. "With your
folks gone, how come you don't move your bedroom downstairs?"

    "You never know when that beautiful girl next door might show up
and let me see her in her bra and panties." I threw my clothes on his
bed when we got to his room. "Start the shower Sweetie, I'll be in
just a second." So I went in, started the water and waited until I 
thought it was just right. I led him into the shower and he started to 
wash me. He certainly was fussy about me being clean, because it 
was taking him ever so long. His fingers found the crack of my butt
and the little hole that he wanted to maul with his cock. "You ever been
fucked there?"

    "What a think to ask Len!" I gurgled through a mouthful of water.
"That's none of you business."

    "I take that as a yes.....I'm a virgin."

    "A virgin? Oh." I thought for a moment. "So I'm supposed to feel sorry
for the poor little virgin boy and let him fuck my ass?"

    "Of course."

    "You are something else Len." I said. Deciding that he would never
finish washing me, I took the washcloth away and started to do him.
After I'd worked my way over his handsome back, arms and legs, I 
reached his happy shrunken cock. "I have ideas for him." I muttered.

    "So far I like your ideas. What are you thinking now?"

    "Thinking I'd like to suck it." As I fondled it and his balls.

    "You won't make it now. If I get hard again, my balls will implode."

    "Yeah, sure."

    "Trust me, you've exhausted them for awhile."

    We got out of the shower and dried each other. Len takes a long
time drying too. "Don't rub all of my skin off.", and I went out to dress.
I had no intention of putting them back on, but my panties were 
missing. "Where the heck did my panties go?" Slipping on my skirt and
then my top. No answer from Leonard.

    "Leonard? Where are my panties?"

    "Ummm dunno."

    "Do too. Where are they?"

    "You'll be sooo pissed."

    "I'll bet. Now show me." He opened the closet and drug out a small
box that looked like a treasure chest. "Open it Leonard." I said not being
really sure that I wanted him to.

     "Just some keepsakes." He said as he opened the top. This mornings
panties were thrown in on top. When he took those out, I could see
maybe 50 pairs of panties all folded neatly under them. My panties.
They were all my panties. Len was red in the face. He looked like a
little kid that got caught stealing cookies.

    I sat on the bed and sort of thumbed through the neat little piles. The
were in rows with 8 pair or so stacked on top of each other. "Some of
these must be at least 20 years old and they are all mine. How did 
you ever collect them?"

    "The oldest ones are about 16 years old. There are little date tags
pinned to each pair. And the other answer is very carefully. Most are
clean though. Your mother even caught me once.

    "I would wait for you in the laundry room so I didn't have to take off
my shoes. When nobody was looking, I would take a special pair every
once in awhile. Once your mother came in and I didn't get them stuffed
down in my pocket enough and she saw them. She told me not to let
you catch me or you'd have a kitten."

    "She knew you were taking them. Damn her. She told me that dryers
just eat things like panties and socks now and then." Then it all struck
me funny and I laughed. "You really are one perverted soul Leonard."

    "I know. I be bad. Wanna spank me?"

    "No I don't want to spank you, but you can't have the satin ones. 
They're almost 15 bucks a pair."

    "I'll buy you a panty store."

    "There's no such thing as a panty store."

    "There should be."

    "My dad would agree with you I'm sure. Okay keep the panties, but
I get something in return."

    "Anything."

    "We'll see about that,"

    Len put his jeans back on, but changed shirts. I was still pawing
through some of my old panties and wondering what memory a
particular one might hold for Len. "Look Sweets, I have an 
appointment to meet some guy in about an hour. I wish I could spend
the day with you, but he's leaving the island tomorrow."

    "That's okay, I have stuff to do too. There're some people I need to
see or they'll get their nose bent." I replied holding up a pair of white
cotton string bikini's with a bear on the top front. The tag said that it
was August 5, 1993 when he stole them.

    "I know what! They've just remodeled one of the restaurants at the
Grand Wailea. A friend of mine is the maitre d' there. Bet he'd get us
a good table if I told him I was bringing you."


     I folded the panties and put them neatly back. "You couldn't mean
like a date or anything could you?"

    "A date. Yes, a real honest to God date. How about it Sweets, wanna
be seen in public with a poor old haole like me."

    "I would be proud to be on the arm of a tall and handsome man like
you." And I thought, 'Oh boy a real date!' then, "Get a hold of yourself
Aunty Shauna, you aren't in high school'. But I felt suddenly like I was.

    Len followed me downstairs and I headed for the front door. "Didn't
you come in the backdoor?"

    "Yes."

    "Aren't your slippers back there (sandals)?"

    "Barefoot."

    "Neighbors will see you and talk."

    "Good." And I opened the door to a beautiful warm morning with a
very wonderful, if perverted, old friend just behind me. "People always
look, never gossip Len. You know that."

    "You don't know how proud and happy you make me by leaving
through the front door."

     I skipped down the stairs and made the porch of my house on 
2 leaps and turned. A few faces down the block were looking and I
waved. They waved back. I waved at Len pulling out of the driveway
and Len waved back. I turned to open my front door. 'That butthead
never even kissed me! Not so much as the usual hello or goodbye
kiss'.

    Just then Len pulled up into my driveway and rolled down his window
and yelled, "Go see Kawelo today if you get the chance. He called and
heard you were coming and needs to see you."

    "Does everybody know I was coming home?"

    "Maybe everybody but the last person on the flight that just unloaded."

    I started to yell "Where's my kiss fuckhead." but he was gone.

    Okay, no kiss, but I have a real date. I needed to do a far better job
of washing my hair and I believe that I was actually dancing to my
bedroom to get the shampoo when the phone rang. I looked at the
caller Id and sighed. "Hello Brian, what do want?"

    "We need to talk."

    "We did talk and we're through talking."

    "I didn't understand, but I finally got it. It was the sex wasn't it? I was
giving you enough sex."

    "Okay Brian. I have gone a very long time with mediocre sex and I
seem to have survived. What I don't like mostly is that a guy doesn't
love me enough to listen to what I'm trying to tell him."

    "First you cut your beloved hair, you suddenly dump me, and then
you take off without a word and without signing that new production
contract with the Grand. It is all too weird."

    "I'm not certain that I want that contract. I'm tired and need some
rest."

    "I've got tickets and I'm coming over so we can talk. I will learn and
listen, I promise."

    "Maui is still part of the United States, at least for now, and it still is
a free country. But I promise you this Brian; if I so much as see your
face, I'm calling Uncle Eddy and he'll give you your very own 4 police
car escort to the airport.."

     "You can't do that. He can't do that."

     "But Brian, you know that we can and will."

     "Then it is finished."

     "Must have been free minutes today Brian or you wouldn't have 
wasted the money to call me. I left you on a good note. You'll want to
keep it that way." Click. 'There's a mood killer. No it's not! Uh uh, not
today'.

    So, I forgot that and washed my hair. While it was drying, I went
to Mom and Dad's room to see if she had a decent dress to wear. I
remembered a certain black one. Sure enough, way in back and in a
plastic dress bag, was the black dress. I was in panties and bra 
already so I put it on and checked me out. 'Smells musty.' I looked
pretty good and it showed my shape very nicely. Just above my knees,
low cut and thick enough straps to hide a bra (I have little luck with
strapless bras). Oh yes, a very thin black, lacey bra will be just right.
I put it in a clean bag that didn't smell and took it downstairs. The heels
on Mom's shoes were too high for me, so I would go to Macy's at the
mall and get the rest.

    I put on a cum free skirt and another top and jumped in the little
station wagon with the dress. I stopped at the cleaners and walked
in. "Aloha Missy Shauna. How long you stay? Hair pletty short now
Missy Shauna." 

    "Hi Lu, about 2 weeks and I'm going to let it grow out I think. Lu,
I need a big old favor from my very favorite dry cleaner. I need this
dress freshened, no perfume, and wikiwiki (hurry hurry)."

     The Chinese are special when they blush and they can do that a
lot without much coaxing. "Yes, yes. Smell bad and I fix in big hurry
for you pletty one. Never perfume you Missy. You smell good."

    I leaned over the counter and kissed his cheek just to see him blush
again and was off to the mall. On the way out I stopped and said. "You're
getting old Lu; you sometimes forget your accent." Lu just blushed
again, laughed and gave me a 'get out' sign with his hand.

    Next stop Kahului and the mall. Life seems to be rush-rush no matter 
where I am. I come home to relax and am on the move the next day. It
was no problem finding some shoes (I'm not too fussy about shoes), I
found some sandals with a nice wide black strap and about 2" heels. 
The bra and panties would be a different matter. No stockings. If he
wants me in stockings (and maybe a garter belt) then it will be another
time and place.  I think that Macy's has the second best bra and 
panty section in the world. It took about 30 seconds before I had a
salesperson to help me.

    "Something special?" She asked.

    I held up a sexy pair of black strings and put them in front of me. 
"Something like this I think."

    "I can assure you that I'd love to see you in those." She responded
with a smile.

    "I don't walk that path, but I'm sure you could if I did,"

    "You should give it a try. You might find you're missing something."

    I said. "I've visited on occasion and it doesn't replace a nice, firm,
permanently attached dick. I have a special date tonight and I want
him to never forget."

    She went to another display against the wall and found a very small
pair of sheer black lace string bikinis. "I'm no pro with guys, but a lot
of them buy something like this for their wives or girlfriends. I assume
wives of girlfriends anyway. I don't like the matching bra, but there is
another that matches." Then she laid the panties and bra on the table
for me to see.

    "You are pretty good, the panties are perfect and the bra looks like it
is a perfect fit."

    "Try it on and let me check the fit. You could try the panties on too,
I won't tell." Smiling even broader.

     "Just the bra today." I went into the changing room, stripped my
top and bra, and put the black bra on. The girl came in and checked 
the fit. She did a good job of checking too because my nipples were
starting to show very nicely through the lace.

    "It looks very good on you. It's a small C and pushes those pretty
breasts up just enough to give you more than ample cleavage. I have
lunch in 20 minutes, are you sure you won't join me?"

    She acted like she was about ready to cream her panties and I didn't
want to be mean, so I said. "You'd better excuse me will I change back.
You may start ringing it all up if you like."

    One more stop to make. I headed out of the mall and through Wailuku
to go to Lahaina. I thought about the salesperson at the mall. She was
very nice looking and maybe, if it were another time, I might have 
accepted her offer. I'll bet that she would have at least kissed me goodbye.

    It had been too long since I'd been here at the Royal Lahaina Luau,
too long. I parked and went inside to the office. As usual, Kawelo was
bending somebody's ear on the telephone. He waved me in as soon
as he saw me and told the person on the other end that he had to go.
I spent over an hour with him reminiscing and talking about changes
he'd made to the luau. "Mostly because of you Shauna. You want 
kahiko (traditional) and we did it. You must come see show."

    "I will before I leave Uncle Kawelo."

    "Dance for us too yes?"

    "No thank you Uncle. I'm too old to dance and too out of practice."

    "Never too old and never out of practice. But, I cannot do but tell
the truth to you. Aunty May and I want to retire and travel with your
mama and daddy. We going to sell I think (tink). I talk to Len and
he going to handle details."

     "Can you tell me?"

     "Cannot talk business with wahine. Len must tell you."

     I grinned at the sweet man and said. "Still a chauvinist I see."

     He smiled back. "Some old ways must remain. You said that to
me a long time ago when you were but a mahina (young girl)."

    "You're the first person that hasn't mentioned my hair."

    He shrugged and said. "You would never cut it if it weren't for a
very good reason. Wahine business, not mine."

    As we walked around the grounds, I saw 2 children playing on the
musicians mound. They appeared to be twins and the girl was dancing
while the boy beat on a drum for her. "Starting them young Uncle?"

    Kawelo laughed and said. "Think we'd better wait a little while, they
need more practice. They like to play here while Aunty shops. Plenty
of eyes to watch over them while I work."

     "They are sweet. Whose keiki are they?"

    "A very dear friend's. Maybe you'll see more of them."
 
    Zoom. Off again with Kawelo in my rear view mirror waving. As I
was driving back down the coast, my cell phone rang. I answered
by saying. "You fuckhead, you never even kissed me."

    "I'm sorry, I just couldn't. Are you driving and talking on that thing?"

    "I always drive and talk. What do you care, I'm not even worth one
little kiss. I saw Kawelo. What did Kawelo really want?"

    "He has a plan. I'll tell you later. I've got reservations for 7:00 and
I'll pick you up at 6:15. Okay."

    "I live next door Len, honk your horn."

    "I'm not going to honk for our date. I'll come to your door and pick
you up."

     "Very special plans for a guy that has forgotten how to kiss."

     "I've never kissed you. Maybe a peck for your birthday or something.
Bye Sweets, see you later."

     There were 2 more stops; one at Long's in Kihei to get something
special for tonight (not condoms for sure. Too late for that) and then to
get my dress. I pulled into my driveway with plenty of time to get 
ready. I put the dress, panties and bra away and then went to the
bathroom to get a mirror, a razor, some gel and my scissors. Then
I sat on my bed with a towel under me and went to work. I trimmed my
hair back just a little and made shorter. It was very short around the
labia and a little longer elsewhere. I shaved all around my butt  (there
was really nothing to shave). When I inspected my work and noticed
that the job had produced some dew, I thought reliving this morning for 
a while, but reconsidered and put my panties back on.

     I had a meager selection, but found enough to make a sandwich
of sorts. Right in the middle of the first bite, there was a knock on the
door and it opened. When I got to the living room, Len was standing
there. Six plus feet of him. His big blue eyes had a steely sort of look
in them and his light brown hair was a mess like he'd been running his
fingers through it. He seemed almost mad about something.

    "So it's a kiss you want?" He almost yelled.

     "I....I....I just...." He came toward me, put his arms around me and
picked my up off of my feet. His mouth crushed against mine and took
my breath away in more than one way. He just kept kissing me and I
was dumbfounded. I remember only seeing the ceiling and his 
forehead. His kiss started to soften as it covered my mouth and my
mouth softened too. I closed my eyes and let my mouth open for his
probing tongue. I managed to get my toes on the floor and put my 
arms around his neck. When my tongue found his, my entire body
felt it. He picked me up and headed upstairs to my bedroom with me.

    Len lowered me to the floor and pulled me close again. He was 
attempting to pull my top off at the same time that I was trying to get
his shirt off. That wasn't going to work, especially when we were still
locked in a perpetual kiss. I let him have his way first and, before he
could latch on to my mouth with his, worked his shirt over his head.
I took a few seconds to rub my palms over his chest and nipples
while he studied my bra covered breasts. He decided the bra had
to go and reached in back to free it. My hands found his belt about
that time too and I managed to get it undone and was working on the
zipper while his thumbs were massaging my nipples. I could feel him
pushing on them clear to my toes. Little electric shocks were running
through me and making it hard to concentrate on the zipper. I got in
open and put my hand down into his boxers. I must have sighed when
my fingers found it.

    "I'm happy you like." He whispered.

    "I'm happy you like me." I whispered back and that, of course, drew
another kiss with Len searching for the zipper of my skirt.

    Len shook his pants and underwear down and watched as my skirt
hit the floor almost on top of his pants. "You have an incredible taste
in panties."

    "I do?"

    "You do. Sexy enough to hide just enough and show just enough.
Sexy so that every pair looks like it was made just for you."

    "Or you." I let go of his hard cock long enough to sit on the bed
and organize a pillow to lie back on. He was standing watching every
move I made. I opened my legs so that he could see all but the very
butt of my panties. "Take them off for me?"

    As he sat on the bed and got between my legs, he said, "In a second.",
and leaned forward to spread my legs farther and put his face directly
into my aching pussy. He kissed me again. This time over the area that
covered my opening vagina. Len took a deep breath and slowly pulled
my panties down over my thighs, knees and feet. "I'm dreaming. This
can't be real."

    "It's that hard thing sticking up and wanting to come home with me.
It seems to know right where to go to." Len crawled between my legs 
and started kissing his way up. He pulled one foot and then the
other to kiss and suckle a toe, he kissed higher and around each thigh,
he kissed and licked my slit from my butt to over my mound. He kissed
all over my tummy and each nipple. He suckled each nipple for a few
seconds before he reached my face again. 

    As he kissed my eyes and ears, I found his cock with my hand 
again. I wrapped my legs around his back and held his cock in place
while I thrust my hips up and let it furrow it's way into me. When his
cock was nestled all the way in, Len raised his head, closed his eyes
and tried push even deeper. He simply uttered an "Oh." and he began to
slowly fuck me. He was resting his arms on his elbows and had my
face in his hands. I bit my lip and watched his handsome face as he
fucked. I could feel his cock. Most of the time I really couldn't feel
anything but friction and pressure by this time. But with Len, I could
feel it and almost see it as it traveled in and out. There was the amazing
rhythm with him that I had never experienced. Like the very first time
early this morning, we were perfectly in sync. I was sucking him with my
vagina while he was fucking me. Our hips worked together and apart in 
perfect unison. There was no need for fantasy to create the beginnings 
of orgasm, it was there from the time he first kissed me and was building
now as he pushed and I met him. The orgasms came in small, but 
pleasant waves and one after the other. 

     It was warm in the bedroom and that, combined with our sex, was
making us sweat. The noise of our bellies rubbing together and the 
sucking noise of our fucking were drowning out my little groans. Len
muttered, "I love these sounds that we make. Fuck sounds. The sounds
of our bodies and my cock at home in your cunt."

    He was still holding my head in his hands and my legs were still
helping to pull him in and push him out, but he raised partially to his
knees and started to drive straight in and pull out. He was driving hard
and I knew he was about to cum. "Fuck me. Fuck my cunt and cum
in it." was all it took for him to stop and let his sperm stream into me.
He shuddered and had a nearly pained look on his face. I let my 
climax go too. I bucked and fucked against him until it crashed  through
and seemed to blinded me.

    We laid in a sweaty pile on the bed and, when I felt him go completely
soft, I rolled to the side to let him literally slip off of me.When he was 
beside me kissing my face again I said. "There's another first."

    "What."

    "I don't remember breaking a sweat like that since my last Tahitian
ote'a. I'm not sure why I didn't at least turn the ceiling fan on."

    Len just smiled and said. "Damn you feel good."

    I touched his face and said. "You feel good too. I can honestly say 
that sex has never made me feel this good. "Tell me now, why no 
kiss?"

    "You'll think I'm nuttier than you already do, but here goes. I've never
kissed you. At least not in a way that is more than island custom. I've
wanted to forever, but I was afraid that if I kissed you, I would fall 
desperately in love with you. Then you would go away again and I'd have
nobody to kiss."

    "And you changed your mind this afternoon because?"

    "It was too late. So I decided to take the kisses I could get and run
with them."

    "Oh Len. I was afraid of that. I even knew that. It's good that you
came to your senses and let us take what God gives us."

     We snuggled together. Len was playing with my Ku'uipo bracelet
and I was playing with a more permanent fixture of his. "I have to go
back Len."

     "No you don't. You have to stay here. I may tie you up and put you
in my closet to keep you.'

    "Uncle Eddie will know who has me and come to rescue me."

    "Well shit! It was an idea anyway." And he kissed me again. "I don't
think you're going to get that thing you're playing with hard again right
away."

    "I like to play with it. Do you mind?." Giving it a little squeeze.

    "No."

    "Thank you. I have to take another shower now anyway. Three 
showers a day seems a little much yes?"

    "Don't. Go as you are and remember us. I'm hungry."

    "Me too. I'll share a sandwich I made. It's probably full of ants or at
least hard by now, but a snack until dinner."

    "I have a snack for you."

    "Yum and I have one for you too, but later."

    Len got dressed, I put the skirt and top on, and we headed down the
stairs. Len was well behind me and I said, "No ya don't butthead, I'll
be out of panties." I heard him say, "Shit" again as he came out.

    After I got us some juice and I joined Len at the table and asked,
"Tell me about the luau and Uncle Kawelo."

    "He wants to sell it."

    "I gathered that much." I laughed and said. "Being a woman and all,
he wouldn't share anymore with me."

     "He's asked me to look into it for him. He has buyers in mind and 
very specific terms."

     "Be nice if it's somebody that could take care of it. Improve it maybe
even."

     "Yes. That's the deal. He wants you to buy the luau."

     "Oh sure. Let me find my checkbook. What do you think the property
is worth?"

    "Dunno for sure. Maybe 30 or 40 million. I haven't finished yet, but
that isn't the point anyway."

    "30 million being, let me see, 29 and a half million out of my price
range, what is the point? What makes him think I'd be interested 
anyway. Wait! You said buyerz with an 'S'."

    "You and me Ipo. He wants to sell it to us. I do the food and the
marketing. You do most of the business and produce the show. It 
should leave more time for you to help Tihani with the fund."

    "Okay, good plan so far, except for the money. Do we pick it off of
some tree or do we pray to Pele to dig some out of the volcano?"

    "How much do you have in your island children's endowment?"

    "Not nearly that much and it doesn't get touched anyway."

    "I already know. Something just under a million and it doesn't get
touched. You have liquid assets in Nevada that you'd have to sell in 
any case. I toss a million into the fund, your dad tosses another 
million in and that's 3 million that Kawelo wants down. It goes into the
fund. All that he wants is a fixed amount each month so he can see
the world with your parents."

    "I couldn't ask Dad for money."

    "Why not? It will be yours anyway. He doesn't have a clue what to do
with all of that money. Besides, I already did and he said he would be 
delighted to toss in a share for you. He's loaning me my share."

    "I have to think about this Len. The real estate market has skyrocketed 
over there. I guess my condo to be worth a lot now."

    "There is a little more. You have to expand the fund to include all 
kids, not just Kanaka. Kawelo is staunch on that. He said favoring only
the native Hawai'ian kids is like bigotry."

    "I never intended that Len. People forget that I'm haole too and without
a drop of Hawai'ian blood that I know of."

    "We know that. Kawelo thinks that with more money, more kids can
be served."

    "It might work."

    "It will work. I have the numbers. Your endowment will grow and the
luau will stay alive. If we have to sell for some reason, then Kawelo gets 
a split on the proceeds.

    "And I will have you so close that I can kiss you whenever I want to."

    I smiled and said, "Yes there is that."

    "I love you."

    "I know. I've always known." I thought, 'It is all very confusing, but 
I'm not so sure that the feeling isn't mutual.' Pausing a moment I said,
"What happens when the novelty of all of this sex wears off?"

    "I have 16 years or so of pent-up frustration. If we keep going the way
we are, that should last until about next Thursday. Maybe when I'm 92 my
lust will fade some and I'll have to find an 84-year-old stud to take care of
you."

     I laughed at him and leaned to give him another kiss. His lips caught
mine with a nice big wet one and he said, "I have to go and finish some
work. I'll be back in an hour or so to change and pick you up."

     "Go then."

    After he left, I cleaned the place up some, did the dishes and started
the wash. I really needed to go back to the store, but that would wait. I 
went upstairs, got some things in order for tonight and laid down for a 
while to think. There mustn't have been much to think about because I 
conked out after a few seconds.

    "Oh jeez!" I said out loud when I woke up. It was almost 5:45 and I
needed to get ready. I honestly couldn't stand myself. Not because of
the sex, but I was still sticky with the sweat from it. I jumped in the 
shower and more rinsed off than anything. All of the clothes I'd worn
were in the wash and I hadn't really unpacked yet, so I went to my
small suitcase and found some khaki shorts. Before I put a top on, I
went to the window to see if Len had come home yet. He was just
pulling in, so I closed the blinds just enough to hide me getting ready.
I forgot about the top and ran downstairs to put the clothes in the dryer
and get the sack of stuff I picked up at Long's Drugs.

    When I got back upstairs, I smoothed out the bed and moved my
dressing chair to the wall at the foot of the bed. I put one package that
I bought in the bathroom and the other item behind my book on the
nightstand. Then I opened the package from Macy's and spread the
bra and panties in front of me on the bed. I stopped and thought, 
'Wait I forgot something", and went into Mom and Dad's room again.
I rummaged through her drawer and found just what I was sure I'd
seen once when I was snooping. I went back into the bathroom and
put it into a drawer. 

    When I had the panties on and the black bra firmly in place, I 
double-checked me in the mirror. 'This is going to be as hot as you
get Shauna.' I slipped the dress over my head, smoothed it all out
and brushed my hair. I reached under the dress and panties to get
a little something of me and dabbed my fingertip on each side of my
neck. I found a strand of black Tahitian pearls and put those on with
my locked and chain. I heard him knock on the door, picked up my 
new sandals and headed downstairs. Len didn't come in. He waited at
the door like a real gentleman. 'Too bad Mom isn't here. Dad too. 
They would give him the third degree.'

    "Oh my God!" Was all he said when I answered the door. I twirled
around to let the dress fly and asked if he liked.

    "I have no words. That doesn't happen often either. You are the most
stunning creature I've ever seen."  

     Len took his hands from behind his back and showed me a fresh
hibiscus. He started to put it in the left side of my hair and I stopped
his hand. "I would be ever so honored if you'd put it in the right side."

     He looked dumb struck. "You'd be honored? Damn Shauna." He 
had a small barrette, put the stem of the flower into my hair and 
held it with the tiny white barrette. "Gorgeous." Then he kissed me full
on the mouth again. "Let's go eat." 

    I took his arm and he led me down the steps. He opened the door
for me and, as I slid in, I let my legs fall open to give him a good view 
of dessert. His eyes fixed on my open thighs and the barely panties 
covering the dessert. 

    "Now that is just mean." He said and went around the car to get in.

    He got settled and started the car. He looked so good. He had on 
light tan Dockers and a tasteful green aloha shirt. It had the top 2 
buttons loose and the light hair of his beautiful chest was just showing.
He also had the gold chain with the dolphin pendant that I had given 
him so many years before. I reached over and felt for the tube that
his pants covered. "Bet he doesn't think I'm so mean."

    "Stir him up again and we'll miss dinner."

    "Aw shucks, I'd just have to eat him then I guess."

    "That would be a serious shame. By the way, I finally figured out why
you cut your hair."

     "Oh? And your brilliant mind came up with something other than it
was annoying?" I responded.

     "I had a picture in my mind of a very young girl with cancer. She is
undergoing chemotherapy and had lost all of her hair."

     It was none of his concern and I didn't respond to that remark at all.

     Once we got parked and Len opened the door for me, he deliberately
turned away from a look between my thighs. "Chicken."

    "You bet. I'm not up for getting arrested right here in the hotel parking
lot."

     The dinner was really nice and Len was right, the restaurant had
a beautiful view looking right over the beach and at Molokini Crater. When
I wasn't trying to grope Len, I fed him some of my prawns. When he
could get his hand out from under my dress, he'd feed me a bite of
his steak. We each had a glass of wine with dinner (I'm afraid the
rest of the bottle was wasted). One glass is my limit. I know the waiter
thought something was funny because he kept looking at us. After while,
I didn't try to push Len's hand out. If he wanted to see, well I guess he 
might as well. He left for the longest time. Len figured that the waiter had 
to go to the bathroom.

     They had a small dance band and a good-sized dance floor. Len
even asked me to dance with him. We hadn't danced since I was in
high school. It was so nice leaning on him with my head on his chest.
He even kissed me on the neck and when I looked up at him, he kissed
me on the mouth. Right in the middle of the dance floor. People even
clapped for us when we went to sit down. 

    Len opened the car door for me again. This time I slid in and kept my
dress down where it belonged (depending on your point of view). I sat
a moment and looked up at Len. He was standing looking down and 
waiting. "Something I can help you with?"

    "Waiting to see dessert."

    "Oh. I wasn't sure that you were interested."

    "Hah, you just have a mean streak."

     It was dark outside, but there was a light just by our parking spot. I
turned toward him, lifted the skirt of my dress and opened my thighs to
him. He didn't only look at the panties, he looked up and down my
body, he stopped to look at my breasts too. When he returned to look
between my open thighs, I could see the long outline of his cock forming
in his Dockers. I really wanted to unzip those Dockers and take that thing
out. I really wanted to put my mouth around it and take it deep in. I really
wanted him to cum in my mouth. Right now I wanted more to get him 
home and finish our date.

     "You're so hot Shauna. Those almost not panties are even getting wet
while I watch."

     I croaked, "It's your imagination, it's too dark here to see that well. We
need to get you home right away Len."

    "I need to try to drive that far without smashing into something."

    He did get us home without smashing into anything. We took the front
steps, holding hands, in one step and burst through the front door. I
almost fell going the upstairs, but Len hung on and dragged me into my
bedroom. He started to tear my clothes off, but I stopped him. "You get
that wonderful body of yours naked and I'll be right out." I went into the
bathroom and started to shut the door. "Go ahead...do as I say." Then
closed the door and quickly took off my dress and hung it up. I stepped
out of my panties, sat on the toilet and opened one of the packages
I picked up earlier; a pair of sheer black knee-high stockings. I got
Mom's black garter belt out of its hiding spot in the drawer, put it on, rolled
the stockings up and fastened them. Then I put the panties back on and
stood in the mirror behind the door. 'He's gotta like this.' I thought while
adjusting my tits in the bra. Everything seemed straight when I turned to 
check my backside and so I opened the door and walked out into the 
bedroom.

     "Oh God Shauna." He moaned. 

    He wasn't really hard yet, but his cock was showing plenty of life and
laying back against his stomach. I stood in front of the bed checking
his body while he checked mine. "Take in your hand Len and make
it hard for me. Show me." His hand went to his cock and he gripped
it firmly and began to stroke it. Len doesn't shave anything but his face
and I like it like that. Not too hairy, but very manly. A nice bush of curly
brown hair surrounds his balls. His balls have hardly any hair at all. He
legs and chest just enough to make him sexy. I'm not sure I've ever
been so turned on in my life. I turned around slowly to let him get a
good view of all of me. I cupped my hands under my bra-covered tits
to show him how full they were and how the nipples yearned for his
warm mouth. I put a foot on the bed so he could see more of my pussy
through the thin panties. I even ran my hand between my thighs and
rubbed the seeping slit through the panties. He looked at my fingers
when I put the palm out and could see the wet sheen on them.

     His cock had gone full stiff and thickened in his hand. Len's hand
was still moving slowly up and down the shaft. "Put your fingers in your
cunt Ipo and show me."

    I climbed on to the bed facing his feet and my ass up for him. 
When I had straddled his chest, I pulled the panties aside and put 2
fingers at the entrance to my cunt and pulled it open. My fingers slid
easily inside and I stroked it. I pulled my fingers out and sat back 
close to his face. As he pulled my down to meet his mouth, I felt for
the tube of KY that I'd put in back of my book. He was too busy 
licking and sucking me to notice. I bent forward and put my face down
into his fur around his cock. I licked his big tight balls and up the 
shaft of his cock. My hand was around the base and it was leaking
precum out of the little slit on top. I took it into my mouth and sucked
it. Len made a noise that sounded like "ugh" when I had nearly all
of it in my mouth. I didn't want him to cum yet (well I did, but I had
other plans). I released my grip of his cock with my mouth, put some
KY on my fingers and started to rub it thoroughly over the tip and
shaft. Len was still buried in my pussy and I pulled away. I took a
little more KY and spread it around the anal opening so Len could
watch and dipped into it with my fingertips. I slid my panties off and
threw them to the floor.
     
    "Oh you don't have to Sweets. I was only kidding."

    "I want you to have all of me Len. Any part of me that you want is
yours." I'd only had anal sex once before and swore that I'd never let
anybody do it again. Len wasn't just anybody. For a virgin, he seemed
to understand that it might be painful and took it very easy. Too easy
really. "Go ahead Len, just open it and fuck me." He grunted and 
pushed a little harder. I grit my teeth and closed my eyes until it had
passed the worst spot. Len held my hips and started to fuck.

      "You must be the sexiest woman on the planet."

    It didn't feel all that bad really. In fact, it was starting to feel very 
good. Different, but there was enough pressure against my vagina to
make it very pleasant. If nothing else, it is sexier than anything when
a man is getting extreme pleasure. Len was feeling my stocking covered
thighs. All around them with his hands. I was sure he was getting even
harder. He took his hands off of my legs and reached under my body
to hold my bra covered tits. He was kneading my tits and fucking
harder know. I could hear his breath coming in short gasps as he
plunged in and out. I reached under me to feel his balls and rub my
clit with the palm of my hand. My fingers slid into my cunt with my
palm still rubbing over the protruding clit. Len stiffened his legs and
gave a couple of quick, deep plunges and let his sperm leave his 
balls and fill my ass. He was still gasping as his cock softened and
left my anal passage. I collapsed to the bed and Len pulled my hand
away from my soaked pussy. He laid his head on my back and 
replaced my fingers with 2 of his. He finger fucked me until I orgasmed
so hard that I nearly forced his fingers out. 

     "God, I could feel your vulva pulsing against my fingers. That was
so fucking hot ."

     I couldn't say anything. I was absolutely exhausted. We cuddled 
together so close it seemed like we were one person. Len kissing the
top of my head, me kissing his chest and nipples. His hand rubbing
my back, my hand rubbing his nice thick arms. I started to feel sleepy
and got out of bed before I dozed off. I took off the stockings, bra and
garter belt and then I went to the bathroom and cleaned me up and
brought the washcloth back to clean Len up. When I cuddled up again,
Len was asleep and, in a minute, so was I.

     The sun woke me up in the morning. Well, the sun and something
poking me in the butt. My back was to him and I nudged him with my
elbow. "Wake up Butthead and go pee."

     "I don't have to pee. I already went." He mumbled.

     "I didn't hear you get up."

     "You were snoring."

     "Was not."

     "Too."

     "Oh. Jeez Len! What the heck does it take to make that thing soft?"

     He put his arm around me and nuzzled my back. "I'll let you know
if it ever happens. It senses that you're within a hundred yards of me 
and goes into auto pilot." He put his scratchy chin on my shoulder and
whispered, "I love you."

    "I know."

    "You love me too."

    "Maybe after you shave." Then I rolled over and put my hand under
his balls. "A woman's work is never done." I was very close to him and
could smell our sex. I took his cock in my fingers and started to stroke
him. He kissed my forehead as I slid down his body. I stopped to take
one of his nipples into my mouth and suckle it. He definitely liked that
and his cock let me know. I slid further down with my face where it was
the night before, but now I could finish the work. The smell of his sex
was fresher and stronger now. That musk that is such a turn on. 
Especially Len's musk. I remembered that smell from before I even knew
what it was. I held his cock and took it into my mouth. Len pushed the
covers and my hair back so that he could watch me. There was time for
me to savor the feel of his cock crossing my tongue and the taste of his
heat. I held the base of his shaft with my fingers in his bush and held
his balls with my other hand. I kneaded his balls as my mouth fucked his 
thick penis. His hand met mine and urged my fingers down to below his 
balls. He was trying to tell me to rub there. Much like where a woman likes
to be rubbed. While I mouth fucked him, I rubbed the hard thick area. I 
wondered if there was something else I was supposed to do, but he didn't 
urge me so I guessed I would ask him later. Just as my mouth was getting 
tired, he raised his hips to meet my mouth and his hand was pressing my 
head. I started to suck a little harder and bob my head a little faster. His 
stomach and legs stiffened again and I felt his cock jerk and his warm, 
salty semen flood my mouth. I was swallowing when another spasm sent 
more sperm into my mouth and some was oozing past my lips. I swallowed
all that I could and tried to keep sucking until it went soft. Apparently it was
sensitive and he pulled away from me.

    "kiss me now." As he pulled my up over his big body until my face
was even with his.

    Scratchy face and all, I kissed him. I let him taste what was left of him
in my mouth. I could still smell me on his face too. I laid on his chest for 
a long time. We just talked like waking up together is something we'd always
done. I thought he would press me for some answers, but it never came up. 
Neither did anything else that morning.

     "Damn....look at what time it is!". He said and rolled me off.

     "Well, just shove me off of you then Butthead!"

     He laughed. "Sorry gotta do something. Wikiwiki, get some clothes
on Sweets." As he ran into the bathroom. "I'm going to use your toothbrush.
Have you got something I can shave with?"

      "Get a new razor from the drawer on the left. Hope pink is okay for
a stud. The cream is in the shower."

    We heard a car pull up in the driveway next door and Len tore out
of the front door still buttoning his shirt. 'What the heck is up now?'

    I got to the bottom of the stairs just as Len came through the door with
a very small (and familiar) person's hand in each of his. I studied this 
picture as I sat down on the sofa. They were a matched set. A girl in
red shorts with a red and whites striped shirt. A boy in the same little
outfit except in blue. "Kanani this is Aunty Shauna. Kalani this is Aunty
Shauna." 

     "Hi Aunty Shauna. Aloha 'ea." They said in unison.

     "Aloha kakahiaka Kanani" To the girl. "Aloha kakahiaka Kalani" To
the boy (good morning, by the way). I looked up at Len and said. "Well
are you going to tell me or make me guess?" The pair now had their
arms locked around Len's legs and were looking longingly up at him.

    "Go. Go ahead, go see her."

    I don't think that I could have told which was which except the girl's
hair was longer than he brother's. Not all that much either. The pretty
little smiles, light brown skin and huge brown eyes were enough to melt
your heart. With no second invitation, they hopped up on my lap with
each taking a knee. They looked into my face and touched it with their
tiny fingers. Kalani ran his hands through my hair while Kanani seemed
to be smelling me. "She's very pretty." Said Kanani and they jumped
down off of my lap, ran across the room and huddled. With his hands
on her waist and hers on his shoulders, they whispered for a minute 
and, with another big smile, they returned to my lap.

     "You aren't playing fair Leonard."

     "For the first time in my life, I've done something that wasn't about
you Shauna. I sign the papers Wednesday."

    "We've decided that you should be our Mommy." Kanani said.

    Kalani added. "Will you please be our Mommy?"

    "I would be honored to be your Mommy. Of course I will." I got two
more big kisses that morning.

    Ten years later and I'm asked if the sex is still good. I'm not sure how
good the sex is because I've never known any better. We don't have sex 3 
times a day much anymore, maybe 2 or 3 times a month. It's hard to find
the time to be alone with all of these kids around. They do understand
and try to make us our space.

    You see, there are 10 more now like the twins. Add to that the 2 that
Len and I produced. I know those two because they are the ones that
had me screaming and calling Len 'Fuckhead' in the hospital. They are
the ones that had fascinations for my nipples like their father. They got
over it, their father never has.

    We are a diverse group like the island that we call home. Besides English,
we insist that the kids learn a working knowledge of Hawai'ian and the
language of their heritage. We all learn from that.

    It's a good thing that we had houses next door to each other too. We
had to merge the property and build a large hall between them. It makes
a beautiful backyard for the keiki.

    I really must go now. There's a lady coming from the state to ask me
if I have room for just one more. It will be "just temporary" until they find a
suitable home for her. It's always been "just temporary" until we end up
adopting them.

Aloha
 
My reward is your mail and it's welcome
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