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Come On Baby Light My Pilot              by: JoEllen Lynn                © 2001

 

Part 2

 

Rick stopped on the stairs. He turned to me and squeezed my hand, then let it go.

He whispered, "Let’s have a little fun telling the girls about this, shall we?"

I wasn’t so sure.

"Are you sure we should tell them anything?" Visions of divorce court dancing through my head.

"Oh hell." Rick shrugged. "Colleen knows about me, doesn’t she? And she likes you enough. She’s already hinted that if I was going to try the other side it should be with a friend like you…" He looked thoughtful a moment. "Hmm. Maybe she suspects. Does Laurie know? Could they have talked?"

"Oh, God." Another moment of frozen thought. "Yeah, sure Laurie knows about me, and she’s almost said the same kind of thing to me as Colleen did to you. But Laurie’s dead set on me staying in the closet. She’s always said, anyway. "

"Well, do you want to go for it or do you want to hide from your best friends in the closet forever? Or their wives anyway."

I must have looked stricken. I looked down at my feet. My stomach started flipping and I didn’t answer.

"Oh come on. We’re all friends, and this could be the start of a new world for all of us. Whatever you have to lose, it won’t be me. Or Colleen. Or Laurie, I know it. And who else needs to know?"

Slowly, I looked up. Waves of blood pounded around the inside of my head as I came to An Important Decision. I smiled. "Closets suck. Let’s go for it." I felt a surge of energy.

Rick smiled back. "I got an idea. You’ll know what to do." I always liked to see him smile.

He bounded up the rest of the stairs and out the door into the kitchen where our wives were waiting.

Laurie and Colleen were standing at the counter, piles of sliced bread, meat, and cheese laying about, making sandwiches. They looked a lot alike, both tall and curvy. Colleen’s hair was nearly solid black, shoulder length, while Laurie’s was light brown and shorter. Both of them had nice figures, I always thought, although they both complained their butts were too big. Not for me. My favorite part. And their chests too small. No way. They were nice, just right. Rick and I had known both of them in college. He and I were roommates, and so were they. It was a nice cozy arrangement, and we all still got along real well. I guess we were about to find out how well.

Laurie looked up when Rick came out. "Got the hot water back on so we can wash dishes?"

Colleen chuckled. "Better Jim than Rick. Rick and plumbing, I swear— no, HE swears. It’s quite loud, too…"

Rick just laughed. "Yeah, I guess. Gotta get the frustration out somehow. But hey, listen."

The girls looked up from their cutting board, still holding carving knives.

"Jim says his is longer than mine."

Oh. This again. Colleen and Laurie just looked at us like we’d suddenly turned into giant cockroaches. I knew how this was supposed to go—we’d done it enough times in college before we met the girls and settled down. Well, settled a bit. Well, at least changed our acts a little. Or something.

I piped up. "That’s right. Absolutely." I turned to Rick and clapped him on the shoulder. "My friend, it’s gospel truth. Mine is longer than yours."

Rick shook his head gently back at me. "No, I’m afraid you’re mistaken. I hate to break it to you, but mine is longer than yours. There’s no doubt."

"Oh, you dreamer. Not in a million years." I smiled and looked earnestly and sincerely into Rick’s eyes. "Mine." I repeated. "Is longer. Than yours."

Laurie’s and Colleen’s mouths were open, moving, but no sounds were coming out.

"No." Rick spread his hands and shrugged. "Mine is longer."

"Well," I tossed my head back. "Care to prove it? You’re wrong, you know." Nodding my head forward knowingly, "Mine is longer."

"Oh, you poor misguided soul." Rick shook his head, apparently in sorrow.

"I hate to be the one to break it to you, but you leave me no choice."

He moved his hands to his waist.

We moved back from each other a step and straightened up. I started loosening my belt.

"No, you’re the one who’s wrong. You’ll see."

Laurie’s eyes got big. "Uh, Jim, maybe you’d better not—"

Colleen chimed in sternly, "Now, Rick."

"No, it’s all right, Laurie. We have to know." I paused, looking at her.

"But if you would, please put those knives down. They make me nervous."

Laurie and Colleen looked at the knives in their hands, and slowly put them down on the counter like they had suddenly turned into live snakes. Then they looked up, panic in both their faces.

"But Jim." "But Rick." They spoke together.

Rick looked quickly at Colleen. "But nothing!" We both had our belts unhooked. "We’re going to get this straight between us right now!" He was grinning fiercely.

Rick slowly slid his belt through the loops and off into his hands. I slid my belt off as well and folded it in my hands.

Bravely, I shook the fist holding the belt at Rick. "Look! It’s longer!

Get over it!"

He smiled back, holding his own belt. "I feel sorry for you. You’re about to be devastated. Let’s see it. Now."

"Now?"

"Yes, now."

"All of it?"

"Yes, all of it." He sneered. "Unless it’s somehow longer without the last few inches?"

I sighed. "I so hate to disillusion you." And let my belt slither out of my hand until it hung lengthwise, holding the buckle end in my fist.

Rick let his belt fall to its length, holding the buckle as well.

We put our fists up together, holding buckle to buckle. We held the buckles together, evenly. Our belts hung together, swaying gently. The end of Rick’s belt fell a good two inches further down than mine.

"Damn." I shook my head ruefully. "I was so sure mine was longer than yours."

"Well, my friend." Rick smiled triumphantly. "Now you see. The truth is the truth. After all."

It was silent for a moment. Colleen choked, then burst out a laugh. Laurie stood frozen a few seconds longer, then closed her mouth. Then opened it again, and started laughing along.

"You!" Laurie sputtered. "That’s why you made us put the knives down!"

"Right," I smiled hugely. "Didn’t want you to hurt yourselves."

Rick took my belt and his and laid them both on a chair. Putting his arms on my shoulders, he asked, "So, whose is longer?"

I looked up at him. "Yours is longer, Rick. I admit it. I was wrong."

The girls were still chuckling.

"No hard feelings?"

"No, not at all."

"Prove it?"

This was the moment. I felt myself blushing. "No, no hard feelings." I reached up through his arms and pulled his head to mine. Lips touched warm lips. We kissed. His arms dropped to hold me as I wrapped my arms around his neck. I melted into his kiss. There was nothing else in the world except his soft mouth against mine and his tongue, moving on the inside of my lips, touching my teeth, probing inside my mouth. I sucked on his tongue as he pushed it into my mouth. I could feel Rick’s hand moving lower, caressing my butt, pulling us tighter together. It was wonderful. I felt him growing hard against me again, and I was getting hard too.

"Oh, my god." The voice broke the mood, a little. We moved apart, still holding each other. I looked over, in a happy warm daze, to see Colleen with a stricken look on her face.

As for Laurie, well. I didn’t know people could turn that many different colors, so quickly. She turned red, she turned white, she flushed purple, she went a little green, then settled into to a furious blushing pink.

"Okay girls. Rick and I have a secret. Well, it’s not a secret anymore -- you know it too."

"That’s right." Rick hugged me close. "I think we should cancel our picnic for this evening and plan something fun indoors. Hmm? What do you think Jim?"

I snuggled closer to him and putt my head on his shoulder. "Mmmm. Good idea. Laurie? Colleen? What do you think?"

They looked at each other in a near panic. Colleen, ever the self-assured one, looked over at her and reached for Laurie’s hand.

"Laurie, we have to talk."

Laurie just nodded, looking at us, eyes wide. Not even looking at Colleen. "We’ll be right back."

Then Colleen pulled Laurie out of the kitchen and past us, down the basement stairs, shutting the door behind them.

I reached up and gave Rick another quick kiss. "Well, it looks like they left us something to eat on the counter. Hungry?"

He looked over at the sandwich fixings on the counter and chuckled. "It might be our last meal. We better eat." He cupped his big hand around my rear end as we crossed the kitchen floor and squeezed my butt.

I couldn’t help it. I squealed in pleasure. It was going to be an interesting evening.

 

JoEllen Lynn

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