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Subject: {ASSM} "The Sneeze" -- Uther -- (MF wl)
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Date: Fri, 08 Oct 2010 10:10:02 -0400
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If you have any comments or requests, please e-mail them to me at
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All persons here depicted, except public figures depicted as public
figures in the background, are figments of my imagination. Any
resemblance to persons living or dead is strictly coincidental.


The Sneeze
Uther Pendragon
nogardneprethu@gmail.com

MF wl


The idea had been percolating through Chloe's mind ever since Todd
had told her stories about his wrestling in college. Still, it would take a
little preparation and a time when nobody would come to the door. She
would also need to make sure Nancy couldn't interfere.

Chloe had married Todd with the full understanding that she would
have to share some parts of his life with Nancy. Nancy hadn't been at
all so understanding. Really, Nancy was a possessive bitch.

Wearing shoes, Chloe walked through the living room, where Todd
was working, to the kitchen in the back of the house. Nancy looked up
at her. Chloe opened the door. Nobody could be in the yard to see
her, and it wasn't all that cold out. Still, she stood behind the door and
shivered while Nancy sauntered out into the yard. The look she gave
Chloe was as explicit as if the message had been engraved: "You're not
in charge. I don't have to go out unless I choose to. But, this time, I
choose to." Chloe closed the door behind her.

She walked back to the doorway into the living room. She stood there
until Todd responded to her silent presence. He turned his face toward
her, still keeping his hand on the book.

"Bet you can't catch me," she said. She crept forward as silently as she
could. Todd rose, and walked towards the opposite doorway with one
hand brushing the wall. When he was there, he turned to face her. For
all her silent walk, he obviously knew just where she was. She went
towards the center of the room, and he stepped towards her. She
balanced herself to slap her right foot down a long way from where she
was standing; then she straightened up. His only response to the feint
was a smile. He was still heading right towards her. She rushed to her
left, trading noise for speed. He was there before her. He grabbed her
left wrist and pulled. Caught off balance, she stumbled towards him.

When he caught her around the waist, though, he was the one
surprised. He slid one hand over her back from shoulder to thigh.

"You're not wearing anything."

"Shoes."

"Well, I heard them." He kissed her, long and deep. He picked her up
in his arms. She started unbuttoning his shirt. "Um?" he mumbled.

"Turn right ten degrees." He did, and then started striding straight
ahead. "Stop. Another thirty degrees right." He turned and carried her
though the bedroom door. He was going slowly enough that she could
maneuver her limbs through the doorway without collision. He put her
down close to the bed. She unbuckled his belt and loosened his pants
while he was removing shirt and undershirt. He stood on one foot and
then the other to strip off shoes, socks, and trousers while she got into
bed.

Todd rested one hand on the edge of the bed while the other found her.
He stroked her from neck to thigh. His fingers brushed slowly over her
breast as though he he were reading her arousal in braille. He got into
bed and kissed her. While his tongue explored her mouth, his hand
stroked her inner thighs. She spread her legs in an invitation that he
didn't seem to notice.

"You thought I couldn't hear you," he said. Then his mouth went to her
breast.

"When you told me about wrestling, I couldn't imagine you guys
locating each other."

"Chairs ambush me. People don't, if it's quiet enough. Put me beside
roaring traffic, and I need Nancy."

"Maybe you need guiding now. I'll do it." She reached for his erection.

"Well, where do you want me to go?" He climbed between her legs,
and she placed him at her entrance. "Oh, yes," he said, sliding slowly
into her. She felt his warmth, his smooth firmness, filling her. He rested
on his elbows and took a breast in each hand.

"Love you."  He kissed each nipple before straightening and beginning
his motions.

"Oh, I love you, too." From the first day he'd walked into the call center
with Nancy beside him, something about him had drawn her. And now,
holding her, moving above her, moving within her, he was drawing her
upward and drawing her inward. "Oh." She clutched his flexing butt.
She was almost there.

"Yes, Chloe.... Yes, darling.... Yes!" The last when she soared. He
drove two or three more times through her inner spasms. Then he
pressed into her strongly -- pushing her inches up the mattress. Her
soaring peaked. "God!" She felt him throb deep within her while she
tumbled down. Then they were both on the bed breathing hard.

"Love," she gasped.

"Love," he agreed. She felt him softening and slipping out of her. He
kissed her forehead, her eyes, the tip of her nose. Finally, if briefly,
they
shared a kiss. Both lacked the breath for a long one. Then his head
went up as though he were listening.

"She wants in," he said before she heard Nancy whining at the door.

"She goes out with you for hours in much colder weather." But he rose
from the bed when she began barking.  He shuffled his feet through the
discarded clothes, but got directly to the doorway. She hung up his
clothes before following him to the kitchen.

When Nancy was in, Todd closed the door. Nancy took a long sniff at
his genitals. Then she looked at Chloe on the other side of the kitchen.
Glaring directly at Chloe, she sneezed.


The end
The Sneeze
Uther Pendragon
nogardneprethu@gmail.com


Another story involving humans and a dog:
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"He Doesn't (Love Her Like I Do)"

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