I stood there before him, totally naked. Smiling. Eager.

Kimberly might not have been drunk, but she certainly wasn't sober.

Stumbling from the car with her bag in one hand, and her coat in the other, she stopped, directly in front of the headlights. Lifting her skirt up, she wiggled her ass at me. Giggling loudly, as only the slightly tipsy can, she ran off to the side of the road, and did it again.

I was torn. I could sit there and stare at her long legs, black panties carelessly uncovered, smile almost painted on her face. I could. For hours. Or I could get out of the car and help her. It was readily apparent that she wasn't going to make it into her apartment alone, at least not for some time. I took what I convinced myself was the high moral ground, and got out of the car.

Locking it behind me with the remote, I walked over to where she was standing, feet apart, face down, trying fruitlessly to lower her skirt again, and becoming frustrated by the inability of her full hands to complete the job. I reached down, pulled her hands away, and straightened her skirt decently over her legs. When I looked up again, she was just staring at me, so I took the coat from her, put my hand in hers, and started towards the entry to the building.

She didn't say anything, just came along quietly with me, still smiling, and skipping a little. Okay, maybe she was drunk.

We got into the building without incident, and slowly clambered up the one flight of stairs, stopping now and then for no apparent reason, and once, reasonably enough, to remove her shoes.

Getting inside the apartment was a whole different deal. After shuffling through her handbag to no avail for a while, she just thrust out her arm at me. The intent was plain enough, and I took it off her, feeling a little strange, and looked for the keys. They were there, in plain sight. Yeah, alright. Drunk. Oh dear.

I handed the bag back, and stepped up to the door. As I turned the key in the lock, the door popped open. Kim had been leaning on it. She stumbled into the apartment, almost falling, and dropped the bag on the floor. I followed her in, closing the door, picking up after her, hanging the coat, and dropping her keys back in the bag.

I turned to speak to her then, and she'd disappeared. I assumed she was headed to the bathroom, and I stood around in the kitchen, thinking I'd just check she was all right before I left. I fell into an armchair and waited. It didn't take long for her to return, and sure enough she'd been to the bathroom, but had also taken the opportunity to lose the annoying skirt. Now was just wearing the black t-shirt and the matching panties I'd seen outside.

She just giggled at my stare, and padded over to the fridge, intending to ensure sobriety was left well behind. I intercepted her then, and steered her to a bar stool in the kitchen, suggesting that I get some coffee.

I started the jug and then followed her giggly instructions to get out the cups and coffee. A few minutes later, she was in hysterics, and I'd managed to assemble two actual hot drinks. I took them over to the breakfast bar and sat down opposite her. From here I could avoid looking at anything below her chest. That was distracting enough in itself.

We chatted for a while about the evening, about our mutual friends, about both of our jobs. Innocent happy nattering. About the time she finished her coffee, I could see she was struggling to keep her eyes open, and I suggested she go to bed.

She surprised me then by opening her eyes wide, and telling me that if she was going to do that, then I was going to need to undress her, and tuck her in. Fact is, she didn't have a lot of undressing left to do! Despite my better judgement I agreed, and she got unsteadily off the stool, walked around and took my hand, and led me into the bedroom, still chatting about all manner of inconsequential things.

I'd never been in her bedroom before, but it was much as I'd have expected. Frilly and feminine, but not unduly so. I spied the skirt, thrown carelessly in the corner of the floor. She walked the two of us over near the bed.

Turning to face me then, she said nothing. Instead, Kim put her arms around me, pulled me close, and kissed me resoundingly on the mouth, before stepping back slightly, lifting her arms up high in an unmistakable gesture.

I was very sure I shouldn't be doing this, but had passed the point where I could have managed to say no. Reaching down and taking the hem of her shirt in my hands, I lifted slowly, watching her pale midriff appear above the waistband of her panties. I hadn't been able to tell for sure, but suspected she'd removed her bra at the same time as the skirt, and my guess proved to be correct. Two beautiful pale breasts appeared beneath the shirt as I lifted, and it was all I could do to resist kissing the large dark nipples as the shirt covered her face. I continued, pulling the dark cotton over Kim's head, making her broad smile again visible. The shirt pulled off her arms without trouble, and she stood there just in the black briefs.

She twirled for me then, enjoying the tension, and the chance to show off. She noticed the bulge in my pants too, and smiled some more. Facing me again, she pressed herself to me and repeated the earlier kiss. There certainly wasn't any embarrassment in her nudity. As she stepped back slightly again, I knew what I needed to do next. Sliding my hands down her sides, and feeling her shiver, I hooked my thumbs in the sides of her panties, and looked in her face for confirmation. She nodded slowly, and gave me a quick peck on the lips and I slowly crouched, dragging her panties down her long legs, uncovering what I thought would be a mousy brown mound, matching the hair on her head. To my surprise, she had no hair down there at all. I looked up, and she grinned at my discovery, amused at my surprise.

I pulled the panties down to her feet, and held them while she stepped out of them. As I let go, she kicked them over to the corner with her other clothes, and stood before me, totally naked. Smiling. Eager.

* * *

I stood there before him, totally naked. Smiling. Eager.

I knew Phil was hanging on the edge. From his perspective, he shouldn't have been here, shouldn't have let me take my skirt off, shouldn't have undressed me, certainly shouldn't have given me that 'fuck me now' kiss. But he did. That was done. I wondered what would happen next.

I didn't want to trick him into my bed. I didn't want to coerce him. I did want him in there though, have no doubt.

I was pretty sure Phil thought I was drunk, but I wasn't nearly as inebriated as I appeared. I was just happy, and relaxed, and comfortable. Okay, and horny.

Convinced that he couldn't work out what to do next, I gave him an opportunity. I reminded him that he was going to tuck me in, and then I climbed into bed, and slid down between the cool sheets, leaving just my head above the blanket.

He straightened the covers needlessly before surprising me just a little by asking me if I wanted a goodnight kiss, or a real kiss. I opted, of course, for the real kiss, wondering exactly what he meant.

He leaned over me then, his hands either side of my head, and lowered his face to mine, touching my lips lightly with his. I couldn't stand it, and my hands shot out from under the blankets and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him to me, hard. Our lips mashed together, and I took a chance, attacking him with my tongue. He resisted for a moment, and then welcomed me into his mouth, his tongue twining with mine, pressing and stroking, sucking and sliding.

Obviously this was a little awkward, and he gave up and relaxed, settling himself above me, his clothed body on my naked one. I could feel his bulge through the thin blanket, and that heightened my state even more. I could also feel myself dripping silently between my thighs, hot and needful. The kiss continued through all of this, Phil's tongue as eager as mine, exploring all the space available, moans escaping from his lips as his body pressed into mine.

As his position changed a little, I couldn't stand it any longer, and began to move beneath him, answering the pressure from him with my own, undulating gently, loving his weight on me. As he pressed, and I pushed back in response, he seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and removed his mouth from mine, telling me that, as much as he wanted to, he couldn't stay. Couldn't sleep. Couldn't fuck. Not here, not now.

He jumped from the bed then, and stood before me. I reached out to caress the tent in his trousers, to convince and coerce, despite myself, but he jumped back, and told me it couldn't happen.

I nodded slowly, tears flowing from my eyes, but my body also still dripping, so, so horny.

I listened as he stood there, uncomfortably erect, hard with both arousal and determination, and told me, in no uncertain terms, what he would like to do to me, with me, for me, if only he was able. He told me how long he'd wanted to, how tempted he was to continue, how much he wanted to stay.

And then, as I blushed, and dripped, he told me exactly what he wanted me to do after he left. Where to touch, what to rub, how to stroke, how much he wanted me to come.

I was beyond any reasonable self control by then, and as he stood talking to me I reached my hands down, under the blanket, knowing he could see something of what I was doing, knowing how much he wanted to see. How much he couldn't ask.

My fingers found something hot, wet and slippery, a desperate fire that needed to be extinguished, and I concentrated on the feelings as I rubbed and stroked, remembering his words, becoming part of the sensation, forgetting about the situation.

I closed my eyes, as my body began to move in a most familiar way, my hips thrusting to meet my fingers, and I imagined what I wanted it to be, and thought of how it could be his hard cock instead of my fingers, his lips on mine, his chest sliding on my nipples, his come bursting out of him inside me. Just for a short very special moment he was there, on me, in me, pressing, breathing, sighing, moving oh so nicely, rocking perfectly. As he came, so did I, a screaming clamping drawn out orgasm, my muscles in knots, my nerves wonderfully on fire, body shaking, eyes clamped shut.

Slowly my body relaxed. Eventually, I released my imprisoned fingers, shuddering again as they slid to freedom, I forced my body to relax, then slowly opened my eyes to see what his reaction was.

To find that he was gone. Back home, to my sister.

Jun 2013
nice ending

Jun 2013
Please. Pick up the pen (keyboard?) and get back to writing!

Nov 2012
Liked it a lot. Thank you for writing it.

Aug 2012
great story

Aug 2012
Your story was terrific. Don't often like the two perspective story (you can lose momentum), but you pulled it off well.

Jul 2012
Wow, that was one heck of a story...

May 2012
Whoo, excellent, excellent tale! Plot believable, perspective shift perfect, surprise ending absolutely perfect! Looking forward to reading more of your tales.

Jan 2011
In my view, the feature that distinguishes stories from good stories is that most of the story is in dialog. Given their relationship, dialog would have been a challenge. But, you're up to it.

Jan 2011
liked the style the twist. The need. Disappointed there wasn't more but good for a starter.

Nov 2010
very, very good. It worked extremely well and I enjoyed it a lot.

Jul 2010
Did you need any dialogue? Nope.

Jun 2010
so totally awesome wow How did it make me feel? first tingly then I started to get hard now I must read more and maybe.....

Oct 2008
Very nicely done... The punch line made the story... Keep up the good work.

Feb 2008
Good story, nice twist. It worked without dialogue quite well I think. Glad I stumbled over it

Jul 2006
good story, didnt need dialogue, thanks
      GBF: That's a relief. Thanks.

May 2006
Kimberly was either dead drunk or not close to it - it is a matter of degree and her degree was reading sober. She did not get me hot by anything she did. I think she faked it. She knew what she was doing all the time. Still a well written story. G
      GBF: Nonsense. :-)

May 2006
This is a classic. How many of us have been there at one time or another? This could use some sequels.
      GBF: No time for sequels. You looked at my website lately? :-)

Apr 2006
Really enjoyed the different perspectives, and as others have commented, the last line was the perfect ending. I also liked the title - the idea that she was feigning inebriation. Writing was good as usual. Thanks!
      GBF: Glad you liked it.

Mar 2006
IMO, the story works, but perhaps not for the expected reason. What stands out for me isn't the absense of dialog so much as the near-absense of talking. What I mean is that the scene you describe has so little talking htat your choice to not use dialog
      GBF: That makes some sense.

Mar 2006
Yes, it did need dialog. On this site, stories without dialog tend to be full of grammaticals, scene change confusion, and lack of paragraph separations.
      GBF: Bugger. Sorry to snip your comment, by the way.

Dec 2005
I liked it a lot. The twist was such a good twist because in itself it was erotic, opening further paths of imagination. I hope they *****.
      GBF: Thanks. Sorry for the bleep.

Dec 2005
I am not sure if I am just slow but you keep hitting me with these endings I don't expect. You have a way to knock me off my chair at the last sentence sometimes (hard to do with my panties in a bunch). But I love them....keep them coming. Please, plea
      GBF: Nothing slow about it. That's the idea!

Nov 2005
Brilliant, an absolutely perfect story which left me feeling so aroused (I really should read these at home). The unexpected twist at the end finshed it off really well. This is exactly the sort of story that I adore, no need for words, just action.
      GBF: I knew I shouldn't have shown you. :-)

Nov 2005
damn,sister,sister.im not sure i could have walked out. you know what Phil should have done his brother in law duty and taken care o her problem
      GBF: Not sure I agree here...

Nov 2005
Total lack of dialogue works fantastically! Sometimes silence is so very sexy, and you've captured it. Well done!
      GBF: It was a tough decision. Glad it worked.

Oct 2005
damn, that was good, I hope you do another one like that!
      GBF: So do I!

Oct 2005
Juicy. love the surprise ending. got me.
      GBF: Great!

Oct 2005
WOW one of the hottest stories you have written. May be number one on my list of hottest stories you have written. Keep up the wonderful work and thank you very much for your time and creativeness.
      GBF: Thanks. Much appreciated.

Oct 2005
Cleverly done.
      GBF: Thanks

Oct 2005
I _finally_ took the time to read this. Fun, and nice variety, but don't switch to this exclusively -- your dialogue is very good and would be badly missed if you stopped writing it. Nice twist to the ending. *****. Well done.
      GBF: Thanks. Sorry to bleep you.

Sep 2005
You have a quite a talent with those final sentences!
      GBF: You reading these in bulk?

Sep 2005
I enjoy surprise endings. Well writen, Good character developement while moving the story along. So many stories are flat. Only telling of sex not showing the inner feelings of those involved. Personally Iv'e been there and responded the same way Phil did
      GBF: You want a medal? :-)

Sep 2005
Surprising,Sexy,tempting, it was a good one!!!
      GBF: Great!

Sep 2005
pretty good, i liked it
      GBF: Thanks. Come back again.

Sep 2005
Yes. Excellent. I read a lot of stories, or rather I look at a lot of stories and reject most of them because they are so unreal. But I was there, I saw every word. It works perfectly without dialogue, in fact I'm sure it's better for the lack of it. ...
      GBF: Sorry to bleep part of your comment, but you were giving it away. :-)

Sep 2005
I thought it good with no dialogue, there is often so much internal dialogue going on that it made total sense to me.
      GBF: Thanks. Pleased you liked it.

Aug 2005
You just love those twist at the end. I could see something coming that was going to frustrate the man...
      GBF: Well, doesn't something always?

Aug 2005
Gentle,ya did it again.AWSOME storie. Now ya need to come back with one about *****
      GBF: Not sure about that!

Aug 2005
was lovely great twist at the end loved it

Aug 2005
I believe you did it. Great story with no dialog. And the twist at the end was unexpected. Keep up the good work.
      GBF: You should be used to the twists by now!

Aug 2005
I have tried for two days to get "Kimberly must hae been drunk". I can get to the site, and the outline but no story. You might want to check, etc.
      GBF: Maybe.... Try scrolling down? :-)

Aug 2005
Nah, GBF - didn't much care for this one...but still the "twist" - ***** - uinbelievable!!!! ;-))
      GBF: Bugger. :-)

Aug 2005
Damn that bit was tight, it really did work with out the dialogue. I gots to stop readin your stories while I'm by myself. Well yea.
      GBF: Thanks Buddy. Go find her! :-)

Aug 2005
I was thinking that the story was going to be about a priest, as always, I was surprised by your twist!!!! AS for your expierment, it seemed to have worked for most of the readers.... including myself. I always enjoy stories that switch between narrators
      GBF: Priests are so overdone!

Aug 2005
Very good well constructed story, not the usual crude detail lot of sex acts with no real story. A very surprizing twist on the end. 10 Write another one.

Aug 2005
I hate this kind of twist at the end of a story. Indeed my surprise is the result of the author PURPOSEFULLY withholding these facts from the reader at the outset!
      GBF: Well I wouldn't suggest you read any more of my work then. You're liable to get upset.

Aug 2005
Good story, surprised me.
      GBF: Surprise is good!

Aug 2005
It worked very well without any dialogue other than the implied. A very nice story.
      GBF: Thanks.

Aug 2005
Yup, it worked without dialogue. That puts a lot of stress on you, the author, to 'show' what's going on without dialogue to help that along. You dun good. And you got your zinger in there, too. Good for you.
      GBF: It's usually the other way around for me. I'm trying hard to describe the surroundings through the dialogue. This was a different challenge. Thanks.

Aug 2005
The new story was coolies btw. Truly surprising as usual. *Smiles*

Aug 2005
Fun, but not your most successful experiment ever. The lack of dialogue seemed a bit contrived. Poor Phil!
      GBF: Oh, well, back to the drawing board, I guess. :-)

Aug 2005
I like dialogue. It makes characters more 'real' and natural, BUT this was tops, very enjoyable. The writing was top class, and that last line - wonderful.
      GBF: Thanks. Don't expect me to do it again! :-)

Aug 2005
This was great :)
      GBF: Pleased to hear it.

Aug 2005
Works just fine. There are other stories of yours that consist entirely of conversations, they work just fine, too. The resolution of this story is good too. Without that it would have been a bit of a mess.
      GBF: Thanks.

Aug 2005
gasp! ... it just sneaks up on you and WHAM! excellent writing as usual!
      GBF: :-)

Aug 2005
Yep. It worked. Nicely done. (interesting "climax" to the story, as wel!)
      GBF: Hee hee.

Aug 2005
Very good the way it was.

Aug 2005
It worked very well - not quite so well as with dialogue, though I gave it a 10"
      GBF: Well, if it got a 10, how can I improve it? :-)

Aug 2005
Like I said.........your powers of prose are awesome. It was delicously erotic and sexy. Your excercise in no dialogue was succesful.........an easy 10. But some dialogue would not have been onerous. You do very very well with erotic stories.
      GBF: Thanks. Glad you liked it.

Aug 2005
It works. Any longer, and it would have been a bit harsh without the dialogue.
      GBF: I thought so too.

Aug 2005
Good story, nice twist. Brings back memories.

Aug 2005
This was good, even without your usual enjoyable banter. Still quite arousing.

Aug 2005
It worked. The last line is a kicker.
      GBF: Whew!

Aug 2005
Well written, but too short. I found I wanted to know what each thought afterwards and how they dealt with it.
      GBF: Thanks.

Aug 2005
It was a nice story with a nice twist at the end. I know how good you are with dialogue though, so I think it would have been better with it.
      GBF: Ah. Thanks.

Aug 2005
Brilliant !
      GBF: Couldn't post the rest because you give the story away... And thanks!

Aug 2005
It works fine without dialog. You don't have to have the words come out of someone's mouth to paint a picture. And the last sentence is priceless.
      GBF: :-)

Aug 2005
it worked pretty well, don't know if I could stand a long story this way but for a short tale no problem
      GBF: I think it's as much as *I* can handle. :-)

Aug 2005
Well...let me see.....
      GBF: I can't put any more of your comment without spoiling it! :-)

Aug 2005
[deleted stuff that might give it away...] But, anyway, very sensual and well written, as always.
      GBF: Thanks.

Aug 2005
WHAT????!!! Oh you DEVIL!! You have such talent for the suprising twist at the end!! I've read many many of your stories, but their always so damn hot that I forget your knack of thowing in those "OH MY GAWD" endings!! I gasp in shock, then laugh in
      GBF: Shucks. Thanks!

Aug 2005
Typos? Anything? How on earth do you expect me to read something like this and be able to check for typos! Needless to say typos were not my main concern. The story was much to interesting. I loved it by the way, very good. And I like Kim ;)

Aug 2005
Excellent. The experiment was successful. You do the 'inside the head' as well, or even better than the long dialogue sequences you play with in other stories.
      GBF: But it's so much more work! Thanks.

Aug 2005
WOW...I was so disapointed ***** Then BAM..*****Bit of a tease I see :)~
      GBF: Sorry to remove some of your comment. It gave away a little too much. :-)

Aug 2005
Loved the surprise ending.
      GBF: Great!

Aug 2005
Awwww, damn! I got all ready ..... and you wouldn't let me. Good story. I kept wondering right to the end .
      GBF: I edited your comment just a little. Forgive me.

Aug 2005
Absolutely, positively, exquisite! Only every time I read one of your stories my mind's out wandering for the rest of the day... Not that the wandering isn't in pleasant places!
      GBF: Listen, if you see anything interesting while you wander, you'll let me know, won't you?

Aug 2005
Kimberly might not have been drunk comments = It certainly works well! Usually I like the dialog, but thoughts are good in the hands of a good scribner (smile). I liked the surprise tag line at the end...LOL...this could be an interesting series, hmmmmmmm
      GBF: Series? No, no, no....

Aug 2005
Note to self: DO NOT proofread Gentle's stuff at the beginning of a work day! It causes all sorts of frustratingly nice problems... SCORE: Yes please!
      GBF: I'm so NOT sorry to cause problems!

Aug 2005
I do want to say, however: Damn! That's hot. YUM, with a capital YUM :)
      GBF: Y-U-M? :-)

Aug 2005
First, let me find my oxygen tank. Whew -- that last couple of paragraphs was deadly (in a good way, of course).
      GBF: I should have put them at the beginning!