Chris And Christie

Chris and Christie Making it Work pt. 1

Continuing the saga of Chris and Christie. If you have not read the other stories, then this one won't make much sense. The order is as follows:
Chris and Christie
Hailey's story
Christie's story
Although I thought I was done with this story, I realized that there was still a story to tell. It took some time to work it out, but I hope you like it.
And I hope the perverts trolling for minors stay out of the comments section...

“EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!”
Jesus, that sound could shatter glass. Chris thought to himself as Christie let go of his hand and began running down the concourse towards Hailey who was making the same high pitched squeal while running towards the two of them.
Onlookers turned as Christie and Hailey met one another, embracing and jumping up and down excitedly in the middle of the airport terminal.
Hailey and Christie had rekindled their friendship over the past year, but this had been the first time that the two of them had seen each other in years.
“OhmigawdOhmigawdOhmigawd!!!” Chris finally caught up to them, and Hailey released Christie and turned towards him.
“And look at you!” She wrapped him in a warm embrace and kissed him right on the lips, much to his surprise and Christie’s consternation. Without missing a beat, Hailey turned and grabbed Christie, pulling the three of them into one giant hug.
Christie smiled faintly, a little taken aback by Hailey’s kiss with Chris. She knew that Chris hadn’t done anything to initiate or invite it, or that she even had anything to be concerned about, but still.
Hailey was getting married this week, what was she doing, kissing Chris!?
The two girls walked away from baggage claim, leaving Chris to trail behind them with the luggage.
As they walked along, they attracted plenty of attention. Christie’s breasts bounced seductively in her tank top, while Hailey’s perky ass swayed back and forth in her yoga pants. Men didn’t even bother trying to hide their attention.
Chris smiled at the sight of the two beauties strolling along arm in arm and all the male admirers they left in their wake.
He was tempted to start telling passers by, “I’ve fucked both of them more times than I can count, and they both know about each other.”

“Oh my God, I can’t believe how good you look!” Hailey gushed.
“Me? Me? My God, you’re gorgeous! And look at those!” Christie nodded towards Hailey’s chest. Hailey grinned and thrust her breasts out.
“I know, right? They were an early wedding present. I finally have a chest!” She grinned and did a little shimmy as she walked. But then she frowned as she glanced at Christie’s D cup breasts. “But they still don’t compare to those. And yours are real.”
Christie smiled at Hailey’s pouting expression. “You’re such a little bitch.” She teased. “And you don’t have to wear three sports bras when you work out. Now show me that rock!” Hailey giggled and held up her hand, showing off her engagement ring.
Christy smiled as she admired the large diamond, and let out a low whistle. “Girl, you struck pay dirt!”
Hailey smiled and whispered conspiratorially, “Not in the bedroom. He’s an infant compared to Chris!” And she squeezed Christies arm as she giggled.
Christy stared straight ahead. This is silly. She thought to herself. I’m the one who put them together. Hailey is one of my best friends. I’ve known for years that they slept together. Why did she kiss him?!?!?
Chris saw Christie stiffen slightly and he sighed to himself. After nearly a year together, he knew how to read her moods, and unfortunately this was one he knew all too well. Although she never said it, he knew that she was jealous of his old girlfriends, and unfortunately they kept bumping into his various ex’s and flings.
At first it was fun, because Christie invariably wound up riding him half the night like a woman possessed. But as time passed, she had grown sullen whenever another girl so much as looked at him. Chris would protest that there had been nothing between them, and for God’s sakes, Miss Henderson was his fifth grade teacher!
But Christie still wasn’t having any of it. She was convinced that Chris had fucked every woman whose path he had crossed. Of course, Chris had to admit that he had cut so many notches in his bedpost that he had whittled it to a stump, but that still didn’t mean he had slept with every woman under the age of 70 in town.

As they exited the terminal, Hailey led them to a dark grey Mercedes S600 sedan. Chris looked at the car admiringly.
“I see that you’re marrying well.” He said.
Hailey made a face at him. “It’s his moms.”
Christie arched an eyebrow at her. “And what are you driving?”
Hailey blushed and mumbled something unintelligible.
“I’m sorry Hailey, I didn’t hear you. What was that?” Christie asked innocently.
Hailey grumped at her and muttered. “The two door coupe. Don’t hate me.”
Chris and Christie laughed as they loaded their luggage into the trunk.
“I’m surprised we don’t have a chauffer.” Chris said.
“You guys…” Hailey whined. “Can we please not talk about this? My mom has been wearing me out with this for months. She’s still pissed that I’m getting married out here instead of back home.”
“Why are you getting married here?” Christie asked her as she climbed into the passenger seat next to Hailey while Chris hopped in the back.
“James’s family is from Charleston.” Hailey said as she pulled into traffic. “They all got married here, and his mom just insisted. The venue is beautiful; it’s an old mansion that’s been converted into an inn. The entire place has been reserved for the wedding, it’s just us. And his family is footing the bill. So dad’s happy about that, but my mom is still grousing. So I’ve just let her and his mom fight it out. I insisted on the things that I wanted, and didn’t bother about the rest. I’m telling you, weddings are such a pain. Speaking of weddings…” She eyed the two of them. “Are there any bells on the horizon for you two?”
Chris squirmed in the backseat and laughed. “I’m still in college, there’s no rush.”
Hailey cast a sidelong glimpse at Christie, and kept silent. Her expression spoke volumes.
As they drove up the highway towards Summerville, the girls chatted about the coming event, while Chris sat in the backseat and watched the scenery. He didn’t like to admit it, but Hailey’s question about his and Christie’s future had made him uncomfortable. He had started working, ostensibly to make money to help with school, but in reality, the G.I.Bill had covered his tuition. The truth was that he really couldn’t handle being around her all the time.
As troubling as it was, he had been wondering if they had a future together. Her jealousy was causing a strain in their relationship, and it wasn’t one that could work through because she refused to admit that it was a problem, and would just pick a fight with him over something inconsequential. Of course, they would always make up later, and the make up sex was fantastic. However, it was getting to the point that they were either fighting or fucking, and Chris was growing tired of it. The problem was it was keeping them from moving forward. He was still living at home, unwilling to take the next step with her until they could sort this out. Also, he was starting to notice that the sex wasn’t the same. It was still passionate, but there was something missing. He had a gnawing feeling that Christie was slowly slipping away from him. He was hoping this trip would help get them back on the right track.

As they pulled into the inn, the couple admired the stately building.
“Oh Hailey, this is gorgeous.” Christie gushed. “It’s going to be such a beautiful wedding.”
Hailey smiled at her. “We’ve taken over the whole place. James and the guys are staying down the road, so it’s just my guests here. We have you guys booked in a great room, king sized bed, sitting room, full bathroom. You’ll love it. It’ll be like your own little honeymoon.”
As they checked in, Hailey invited them to join her and her parents for dinner later that evening, and to finally meet James.
Dinner was a sedate affair, mostly just catching up. Hailey’s parents were happy to see the two of them, and they both met James for the first time. Hailey was obviously head over heels for him, and Chris and Christie were both happy for the two of them.
Watching Hailey and James, Christie yearned for a similar future for Chris and herself. To her surprise, the loving looks that they kept giving each other were making her feel horny for Chris. Plus, she was still feeling a slight twinge of jealousy from Hailey’s earlier kiss with Chris, and she was determined to remind him who he was with now.

As dinner wound down, Christie hatched a plan. Complaining of a headache, she excused herself to go lie down, telling Chris not to be long.
Once she got back to their room, she placed an order to room service and began drawing a bath. Chris returned about half an hour later. He had enjoyed dinner for the most part, but when talk turned to him and Christie, his mood had changed. It seemed that everyone wanted to know when the two of them were getting married, and Hailey’s parents had been no different. He knew that they had only the best intentions, but he was getting tired of fielding the same questions, over and over again.
As he entered the room, He plopped down on the couch in the sitting room and turned on the TV before calling out for Christie. When she didn’t answer, he poked his head around the corner into the bedroom, but she wasn’t there either. He called out again, before she answered from the bathroom.
“How are you feeling?” He asked her through the door.
“I think I have a tension headache.” She replied. “Can you come in here?”
Chris grumbled to himself and entered the bathroom. Christie could be a little demanding when she wasn’t feeling well, and he wasn’t in the mood to play nursemaid to her tonight. As soon as he saw her however, he stopped short and his mood instantly changed.
Christie was sitting in a bubble bath, her hair piled on top of her head. Her nipples were barely covered by the bubbles and a bottle of champagne was on ice next to the tub, alongside a plate of strawberries and two glasses. She fixed her clear blue eyes on him and smiled softly.
“Baby, will you come rub my neck? I think that will help relieve some of the tension.”
Chris smiled and slowly approached the tub, rolling up his sleeves. He poured a glass of champagne and handed it to her as he knelt on the floor. He began gently massaging Christie’s neck as she closed her eyes and sighed. “Oh baby, that feels so good.”
Chris spent several minutes rubbing her neck while she sipped champagne and enjoyed the feel of his hands on her neck and shoulders. Eventually she turned her limpid eyes towards him. “Baby, with all the travelling and excitement today, I’m still feeling pretty wound up.” She gave him an innocent look. “Do you know of anything else that may help relieve tension?”
Chris smiled indulgently at her. “I may know of something that could help.” He replied. As one hand kept rubbing her neck, he grabbed a shower sponge and began trailing his other hand down the front of her body, between her breasts, and under the bubbles, gently probing between her legs. Christie smiled and pulled her knees up, spreading her legs for him, and he rubbed lightly on the insides of her thighs. She began opening and closing her legs as he worked his way up and down each gorgeous limb, making her ache with desire.
When she finally didn’t think she could stand anymore, he leaned forward and lightly brushed his lips up and down her neck as he tossed the shower sponge aside and began to rub his fingers up and down her pussy. Christie moaned as he rubbed her pussy lips between his fingers, putting pressure on her clit without directing touching it. It was one of his favorite moves during foreplay, and it never failed. She could feel the warmth spreading from the center of her pussy though her loins. Chris was keeping a close eye on her, watching her arousal, and decided to back her off a little bit. He took his hand away from her pussy and reached for a strawberry as Christie mewled in protest. He placed the fruit to her lips and began to trace it around the contours of her mouth before gently pressing it between her lips. Christie eagerly took it into her mouth and bit into it, savoring the sweetness. Chris placed the stem on the plate and placed his first two fingers at Christie’s lips. She opened her eyes and stared deep into his as she took his fingers into her mouth, bobbing her head back and forth slowly as she ran her tongue along his fingertips.
Chris removed his hand from her mouth and traced it back down her body, under the bubbles again, and pressed his two fingers into her pussy, making her gasp with pleasure. As he slowly worked his fingers in and out of her dripping mound, he continued tracing his lips up and down her neck, occasionally bending down to kiss her breasts or to take a nipple into his mouth for a gentle suckle.
Christie was going crazy with desire; He kept fingering her with one hand and wrapped his other arm around her shoulders, reaching down to her breast, twisting and tugging at her nipple while still nuzzling her neck. Christie grabbed the back of his neck with one hand, keeping his lips pressed to her neck, and placed her other hand on top of his, pressing it against her mound.
“Oh fuck baby, please make me cum, please make me cum.” She gasped.
Chris increased the pace of his fingers pumping in and out of her sopping pussy. Even underwater, he could feel how wet she was. Christie turned a deep red and clamped her thighs together, trapping his hand in her pussy as she exploded with her first orgasm of the evening. Chris kept tugging her nipple as she gasped and moaned. When she relaxed her legs and let his hand free, she turned to him and pulled his lips to hers, sharing a deep kiss.
“Feel better?” He asked her as she pulled her head back.
She smiled at him shyly. “Actually, I don’t think I’m completely relaxed yet. You may have to do some more.” She glanced down to see a large bulge in his pants. “And I think that you may have some tension that you need to relieve, too.” She said with a sly grin. She stood up in the bathtub, and Chris began brushing bubbles off of her skin. The feel of his fingertips against her bare flesh set Christie to tingling again. He toweled her off, and then led her out to the bedroom, gently laying her down on her back on the bed. He knelt in front of her and placed his mouth directly on her pussy, sucking her clit into his mouth while stripping his clothes off. Christie pulled her legs back and hooked her hands behind her knees as he devoured her pussy. After a couple of minutes, he joined her on the bed. He lay beside her and hooked his elbow up behind her knee, pulling it back towards her shoulder. He placed his cock at the entrance to her pussy and pushed into her while he lowered his mouth to her nipple. Christie rolled her head back and moaned while he pushed in and out of her. He brought his lips to hers and they shared a passionate kiss while he kept fucking her. She lowered her hand to her clit and began rubbing it at the same time he was fucking her, adding to her sexual stimulation. After a few minutes more, Chris sat up and pushed her leg over his head so that he was now directly in front of her. She tried to pull him down on top of her in the missionary position, but he sat back on his haunches and wrapped his hands around her tiny waist, tilting her hips and pelvis up towards him as he began thrusting in and out of her at a frantic pace. Christie wrapped her legs around him and locked her ankles behind his back. Her large breasts were bouncing up and down as Chris kept pounding into her. Just when she felt another orgasm coming on, he slowed his pace until he wasn’t moving at all, and slid his hands up her back, pulling her upright so that they were now face to face. Christie unwrapped her legs and placed her feet flat on the bed. She leaned forward and rested her forehead against his as she began to take the lead in their coupling. Slowly at first, she pushed her hips up and down, fucking herself on his monster shaft. She kept staring into his eyes as she rode him to her next orgasm, throwing her head back and moaning loudly. She briefly wondered how thick the walls were, and if anyone could hear them. She fell against him, completely spent. She rested her head on his shoulder while he sat completely still, his only movement was flexing his cock inside of her grasping pussy. She whimpered at each movement and he leaned forward, gently laying her on her back before he withdrew from her and rolled her over onto her stomach.
Christie wasn’t really a fan of doggy style, she preferred being able to look into his eyes while they made love.
As she lay prone on the bed, Chris leaned forward and licked her pussy while he spread her buttocks wide. Christie loved the feeling of having her most intimate places exposed to him, and it wasn’t long before he crawled between her legs and eased his cock back into her. Christie spread her knees as far apart as she could, flattening her lower body into the bed, while supporting herself on her arms, pushing her head back towards him. Chris immediately brushed her hair off to one side of her head, and began kissing her along her shoulders and neck, all the way up to her ear while he slowly stroked in and out of her. With her hips so low, Chris had no choice but to lower his own hips, and wound up supporting himself on his arms while lying directly against her back. In this position he was able to kiss her on the neck, but not much else. He walked his hands to hers, then gently guided her arms forward, lowering her body to the bed. From here, he was able to sit back on his haunches while she was spread out in front of him. He began to slowly stroke in and out of her while Christie began to rock her hips back and forth, making her buttocks bounce in a delightfully sexy way that had Chris almost blowing his load. The two of them had joined a Crossfit gym, and a steady diet of squats and deadlifts had given her a firm and round ass. Chris loved to cup his hands around it, and now he was able to enjoy the sight of it in all its’ glory.
He leaned forward, laying on top of her, changing the angle of his entry once again, directly pushing into her G-spot now with each thrust. As Christie gasped with pleasure, he reached his right hand above her head, and tenderly took her hand in his while his left hand reached back underneath her breast and began working her nipple again. Christie reached back with her left hand and grasped his hand before stretching it back out in front of her. Chris went back to kissing her neck while sliding into her from behind.
It was difficult to achieve much motion, so he got onto his knees, while wrapping his arm around her waist, and pulling her up after him onto her hands and knees. Once she was in place, he kept one hand on her hip, and reached around her torso to grasp one of her large breasts in his hand. He rubbed her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, just like he had been doing in the bathtub.
Christie pushed herself forward and off of his cock before turning to face him and pushing him onto his back as she climbed on top of him. This was her favorite position, the one that afforded her the most control, and also the one that she had used when she had begun fucking him all those years ago. She liked to grind her hips on top of him while looking into his eyes, it got her so hot to see him look at her the way that he did. Chris pulled her down to him, their lips meeting in a tender kiss while she rotated and rocked her hips on him, impaling herself on his cock. She grinned down at him as they communicated without speaking, reading each others cues, expertly deciphering what the other wanted and striving to please them. She pushed him back down and locked her fingers in his as he propped his elbows on the bed, his arms supporting her she bounced up and down on him wildly, determined to get him off. Chris smiled at her actions; she would generally cum a few times before going all out to get him off. On his birthday, she had eschewed her own pleasure, and had instead done everything she could to get him to cum first. She hadn’t succeeded, but he had appreciated her efforts nonetheless.
She was now in that same mode. Her large breasts bounced erotically as she worked her body up and down on him, and her gorgeous face was locked in a mask of sexy concentration as she stared deep into his eyes, almost as if she was willing him to cum. She began whispering to him as she rode him, encouraging him to cum.
“God, it feels so fucking good baby. You’re so hard, I love feeling you throb inside of me. Do you like this? Do you like the way I roll my hips back and forth? Can you feel how wet you make me? That’s what you do to me baby, that’s how hot you get me. I can cum just thinking about you. I’ll be at work, and I’ll get off just imagining your big hard cock inside of me, pumping me full of your cum. I was wet during dinner, just sitting next to you. I almost came right there in front of everyone.”
Chris had no idea where Christie had picked this up, but he wasn’t complaining. To see her beautiful visage issuing such a stream of explicit talk was incredibly erotic, and he could feel himself getting close. She could sense it too.
“Are you ready baby? Are you ready to cum? Cum inside me baby, I want to feel you cum inside me. I want everything you have, I want to feel it. Come on baby, come on.”
Chris reached forward and yanked her down on top of him, trapping her head against his shoulder as he bellowed and jerked several times, emptying his balls into her pussy. He continued holding her tight as he spasmed a few more times, grunting like an animal.
He hadn’t seen her this passionate in a while, and it turned him on. When he finally relaxed, the two of them shared a laugh as she rolled off of him.
Christie lay back and exhaled, blowing a loose strand of hair out of her face. Chris leaned towards her and gently stroked her breast as she looked at him and smiled.
“Now I need another bath.” She whispered to him.
“I’ll join you.” He replied.
“No, you won’t.” Christie said. “I need some time to recover; otherwise I’ll be walking funny for a week. You stay here.”
Chris had joined her in the shower nevertheless, claiming that he needed to clean up, but Christie held firm. She finally acquiesced when he offered to wash her back. Despite her protests, he wound up fingering her to another climax that left her needing to be carried back to the bedroom where they fell asleep next to each other in the large bed.

The next morning, Chris rolled over and blearily looked around the room before locating Christie sitting in front of the mirror brushing her long blonde hair into a ponytail. “Where are you going?” He asked her.
She leaned over the bed and kissed him. “I’m meeting Hailey for brunch. Go back to sleep.”
Chris pulled her down beside him on the bed and rolled her over onto her back, pulling her shorts down her legs.
“Baby, there’s no time.” She whispered, but nevertheless she opened her thighs for him and he lowered his head to her pussy and pulled her panties aside. He gently took her clitoris between his lips and sucked it into his mouth before he began licking up and down on it and lightly kissing her vulva. Christie laid her head back and moaned with satisfaction. Chris kept alternating between licking up and down her labia and sucking her clit into his mouth and flicking it with his tongue. As Christie’s moans increased in frequency, he began pushing his finger into her pussy, pressing into her G-spot before rubbing gently on her inner thighs.
“Baby, I have to go soon…” She whispered through clenched teeth. “You need to be quick.”
“I want to do a good job.” He whispered as he continued his languid pace.
“Baby…” Christie moaned urgently, then bit down on her lower lip as he reached his fingers back up inside of her and began tapping on her G-spot. When he sucked her clit between his lips and started flicking it with his tongue, she knew she was close.
“Oh, don’t stop baby, don’t stop baby, don’t you fucking stop.” She moaned. He pressed down on her clit with his lips and began sucking on it and Christie rolled her head back waiting for her orgasm to roll over her.
Every time… she thought to herself.
As soon as she had recovered, she pushed Chris onto his back and began clawing at his underwear.
“I thought you had to go to brunch.” He grinned.
Christie uncovered his cock and guided it between her legs as she climbed on top of him. “Brunch can wait.” She said, returning his grin.

Twenty minutes later, Christie entered the dining room, walking on air. Despite whatever problems they may be experiencing, sex with Chris was always great, even if it was just a quickie.
Hailey waved at her from a corner table, where she was seated with two other girls. Christie knew that they looked familiar, but couldn’t quite place them.
“Christie, you remember Samantha and Amanda, they were on the cheerleading squad with me.”
Christie looked again at the two girls and was able to place them. Samantha looked like she had just walked off the beach in Southern California. Her blonde hair was set off by her golden tan and was cut into a short bob, and her round breasts were overflowing from her low cut top. Amanda seemed to be on the opposite end of the spectrum, conservatively dressed with pale skin and jet black hair.
Hailey smiled as Christie sat down. “It’s so nice to get together, just us girls. My sorority sisters have been all over me this week, I just need to take a break from them.”
Christie didn’t really know the other two girls very well, so she mostly kept quiet while the three of them chatted as they ate.
Finally the plates had all been cleared away, and the four women were now sipping Mimosa’s when the conversation took an unexpected turn.
“So Hailey how’s the sex?” Samantha asked.
Christie’s eyes widened slightly as Amanda and Hailey burst out laughing.
“You haven’t changed a bit!” Hailey said, balling up her napkin and throwing it at her.
“We haven’t slept together for the past couple of months. We’re holding off until our wedding night.”
“WHAAATTTTT?!?!" Samantha’s mouth hung open. “How do you survive???? I’d be wearing my vibrator out!!”
Amanda choked on her drink. “What do you need a vibrator for? I thought you had a boyfriend!”
“I do.” Samantha stated. “But he’s married, so I’m not getting enough. Maybe I can meet someone here who can show me a good time.”
Christie just shook her head. This girl was too much.
“Come on, how many cute guys are going to be at your wedding? You better not have stiffed me!”
Hailey and Amanda were both doubled over laughing. “It sounds like someone will be slipping you a stiff one!”
Samantha looked miffed. “When I went to my cousins wedding, the only single guys were thirteen. But they were cute.”
Amanda held up her hand. “Oh no. Please tell me that you did not seduce a child.”
“No, I just flirted with them, now they can think of me when the jerk their little pricks off.”
“I’m sure that you’ll find some guy suitable. Who knows, maybe you’ll even find Mr. Right.”
“What I need is Mr. Right Now.” Samantha polished off her drink and signaled the waiter for another.
“Well maybe one of the waiters will help you out.” Amanda suggested. “Or a bartender?”
“The parking valet?” Hailey suggested.
“Stop, you’re getting me horny.” Samantha said. “Fuck, now I’m all worked up.”
She fixed her eyes on Christie. “So I have to know, is Chris still amazing in bed?”
Hailey and Amanda both shushed Samantha as Christie stared at her in shock.
Did she really just ask her that?
Samantha brushed aside their objections. “Come on, let’s hear the juicy details.”
Christie could feel her cheeks coloring as the waiter refilled their glasses; this was definitely not something that she wanted to talk about, and certainly not with Samantha. She recalled that she and Chris had a “friends with benefits” relationship when they were in school together, and to listen to her be so open about her sex life she was horrified at the idea that Chris had ever known her, let alone fucked her.
She felt a rush of anger, and decided to put Samantha in her place.
“He’s the best I ever had. I can’t stop cumming, and he lasts for hours. We’re constantly fucking. He’s like a wild beast. Insatiable. As a matter of fact, that’s why I’m late this morning.”
The three girls laughed, and Hailey peered at her.
“I thought you looked flushed when you came in.”
Samantha eyed her with interest. “So come on, let’s hear the juicy details.”
Christie shrugged nonchalantly, trying to make it seem like no big deal, wanting to make Samantha feel jealous. “It was nothing really. He went down on me to start with, and when I was finished, I came down to meet you guys.”
“What about him?” Samantha queried. “I thought you said he could go for hours.”
“Oh he can.” Christie replied, pausing to take a sip. “But I didn’t have the time. He’s waiting for me to come back up, and we’ll continue where we left off.”
Samantha tittered at that. “Okay, cards on the table: Your best sex with Chris.” She looked at Hailey and Christie. “The three of us see who has the best story, poor Amanda will just have to listen quietly.”
“Actually…..” Amanda murmured shyly and took a sip from her glass.
All three girls turned and stared at her.
“Amanda!” Hailey exclaimed. “You too? When????”
“During the Senior picnic.” She said with a small smile.
“You slut!” Samantha joked with her.
“Hey, I was the last cheerleader to have sex with him, I wanted to know what the big deal was.” The three girls laughed as Christie felt her head spinning. Was there anyone Chris hadn’t fucked?
Amanda placed a reassuring hand on Christie’s arm. “And it was the only the one time. Unlike these two whores.” She motioned across the table at Hailey and Samantha, who both grinned.
Christie smiled weakly as Amanda continued. “But God, I still remember it. He was fantastic. I still think about it.”
Christie felt the bile rise in her mouth while she tried to keep a smile plastered on her face
“Guys, this is wrong. Christie is with Chris now; we shouldn’t be talking like this.” Hailey said.
“Oh don’t be such a stick in the mud.” Samantha admonished her. “You’re just depressed that you only get one dick for the rest of your life.”
“And you aren’t even getting it right now.” Amanda reminded her.
Christie laughed, trying to cover her true feelings. “It’s okay Hailey, I don’t mind. And maybe this will tide you over until your wedding night.”
Hailey shot Christie a grumpy look. “That’s right; kick me when I’m horny.” And Samantha and Amanda broke out laughing as they signaled for another round.


“Okay, so get us started.” Samantha leaned towards Amanda intently. “You did it at the Senior picnic? How? Where?”
“We snuck off while everyone was eating. There was this little bathroom on the far side of the meadow.”
Hailey shook her head. “I cannot believe that the two of you did not get caught.”
“Oh look who’s talking!” Amanda responded. “How many times did you and Chris have sex in school?”
Hailey began counting. “Well there was the time in the storage room. And the weight room. And a few times in the classrooms. Some in the bathrooms. Do blowjobs count?”
Christie kept smiling, but she could feel her stomach sinking. Please God, let me get through this without losing my cool…
It was one thing to know that he had been with so many girls; it was another thing to start hearing about what it was like from some of them. It had been difficult enough to listen to Hailey talk about it back when the two of them had been dating, but this was torture.
“Quit interrupting.” Samantha said. She turned to Amanda. “Okay, so what happened?”
Amanda took a sip of her Mimosa and smiled at the memory. “When everyone was lining up for food, I told him I wanted to show him something and led him off.”
“Good God, show some originality.” Hailey complained. “I think every girl who fucked him used that line. ‘Chris, I want to show you something.’” She mimicked in a high pitched voice. “I’m surprised he didn’t get a boner every time he heard that.”
“Well that explains a lot.” Christie said, trying to make light of the situation. “Every time I want him to look at appliances, that’s exactly what I say. I always thought it was weird that he got an erection looking at blenders, but now it makes sense.”
“Shut up.” Samantha said in an annoyed tone. “I want to hear this story.”
Christie bridled at that, but she refused to let Samantha get to her.
Amanda smiled at the memory and began her story.