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From: "Bonnie Downey" <brigidmom@prodigy.net>
Subject: {ASSM} The Better Author {MF, rom, oral}
Date: Tue, 17 Apr 2001 01:10:04 -0400
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Bonnie Downey

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The Better Author
Copyright 2001 
By Bonnie Downey

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your honey to get you going, is cheerfully encouraged. Any 
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including banner 
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This document contains Adult Material. 
If it is illegal where you live to view adult material, leave now!
If you find Adult material offensive, you may also leave now. 
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And/or not offended. So sit back and hopefully enjoy. 
Feedback is cheerfully encouraged!

The Better Author

By Bonnie Downey
Brigidmom@prodigy.net

It was only a matter of time. The write club dual between Frank 
D. and myself had been scheduled. Frank, of course, felt 
confident in his ability to win. There were few things in life he 
would admit to being equals in and this was not one of them. 
The fact is, though, I knew he was right in this thought so I set 
out on a plan of distraction. 

We had decided to ask Jeff Zephyr to judge, to which he 
agreed. Now all we needed were themes. Each of us chose a 
theme for a total of three, which we needed to incorporate into 
our story. The time to begin was set for 8PM EST and we 
would have 3 hours to complete our efforts. 

Frank was quick on his feet and if I was going to have any 
chance of winning I had to act fast. 

Making sure the kids were in bed and fast asleep, I disappeared 
into the bedroom. Quickly I threw together a killer outfit out of 
odds and ends I had laying around in my lingerie drawer, all 
along hashing out the themes in my head and forming what I 
thought to be a perfect outline. I was counting on my 80WPM 
typing skills to win me this thing by default as it was the only 
real chance I had, combined with distracting him long enough 
to prevent him from finishing on-time. 

I laid down on the bed in the most seductive pose I could 
muster, clad out to the hilt in a black push-up bra, matching 
garterbelt, lace stockings and the ultimate accent to any outfit 
of this kind: three-inch black heels. 

"Frank honey, can you come help me for a second?" I yelled.

"But we have to get these stories done."

"It will only take a second, I have a story to write, too, don't 
forget."

"Ok give me a second." He huffed.

Frank walked into the room and his jaw dropped to the floor. 

"I need some help over here on the bed." I said with a maniacal 
grin.

"Oh come on hon, this isn't fair. We have the stories....." 

"Oh we have plenty of time for that, or don't you have 
confidence in your ability to beat me?" 

"Oh I will beat you, but I also will not give into your little 
games either." He turned and went back to his computer. 

This was not good. I now had to rethink my strategy, and 
figured I might as well get some writing done while I did so.

-----------------

Still decked out in my little outfit, I quietly approached him 
from behind. Leaning down ever so carefully, I gently kissed 
the back of his neck moving my way around to his ear and 
sucked slowly at his lobe. He tried to make like he was not 
being affected by what I was doing but the reflection of his 
smile in the computer monitor let me know I was getting a 
reaction. I continued with my nibbling until I no longer heard 
the sounds coming from the keyboard. Moving my way to his 
lips, I turned the chair till he was facing me. I took his head in 
my hands and pulled his lips to mine parting them with my 
tongue, I dove deep into the kiss savoring the taste of Dove 
chocolate he had only moments before been snacking on. I felt 
his arousal when I carefully positioned myself on his lap and 
began rotating my hips. The feel of his erection against my sex 
felt good. I tried to remind myself that this was a plot to distract 
him and I shouldn't fall prey, but it was too late. I wanted all he 
had to give. 

Neither of us could take anymore when he stood, lifted me in 
his arms and carried me off to the bedroom. We made love for 
what seemed like forever, lost in each other without a care in 
the world. Forgetting for that moment all about the duel we still 
had yet to complete.

------------

I glanced at the clock and saw it was still only 9:30PM. Great, I 
thought, I have plenty of time to finish up the story. 

"Sorry to Fuck and run dear, but I have a story to finish." 
Grinning from ear to ear, I jumped out of the bed and grabbing 
my robe on the way went straight to my computer. 

"You bitch!" Frank retorted, as he flew past me and started 
typing as fast as he could where he had left off. 

"Sorry dear, all is fair in love and write clubs." I giggled back 
at him. 

About a half-hour had passed when suddenly my ICQ window 
started flashing. 

"You really do look sexy tonight." Read the message.

"Well thank you, now leave me alone so I can finish."

"I just thought I should tell you that, and I am sorry for calling 
you a bitch."

"Apology accepted, now can I finish writing here?"

"I suppose I should let you." I could hear him snickering from 
the other room.

I did not reply to his last message in hopes that he would get 
the hint and stop sending them, but he had plans of his own 
cooking. 

---------------

Standing in front of me was my husband completely bare from 
head to toe.

"Oh have you finished your story already?"

"No, I just thought I would come and see how you are doing 
with yours." He said as he plopped down next to me on the 
couch. 

"Oh I am doing just fine thank you. Hey stop reading my 
screen, that's cheating!"

"I wasn't reading your screen dear." There was a suddenly a 
hand on my leg. 

Slowly he inched it higher up under my robe. I tried to ignore 
his foolish advances, having already been satisfied for the night 
it should have been easy but it was not. His hand moved higher 
and higher until coming to rest at my clitoris, at which he 
methodically caressed it with his finger. As hard as I tried I was 
no longer able to concentrate and pushed the table holding my 
laptop away from the couch. I was so easy to submit to his will. 
He knew my weak spots and went right to work on them, 
drawing me in deeper and deeper. Having started at my lips he 
kissed lower and lower each time, until finally coming to rest at 
the V between my legs. Voiding my mind of all thought except 
for the pleasure he was inducing with in me. He knew just what 
I like and how I liked it and took no time at all before I could 
feel the explosion building inside me. A master in his own 
right, he broke the world record as I came in wave after wave 
of pure ecstasy.

Once I regained consciousness, I glanced at the clock and 
gasped. "Dam you Frank, a half an hour is not enough time to 
finish."  

"Turn about is fair play my dear. And I am almost done 
already!" He had an evil grin on his face.

I quickly went to writing making sure all my elements were 
met, finishing up with two seconds to spare. 

It was over, and all we could do now was wait for the verdict. 

---------

Jeff took his time carefully reading each story. At least I think 
he did because it was several hours before we heard anything. 

The email read:

Frank and Bonnie;

To make this easier on myself, I am sending this verdict to 
Frank's address only since you can both view it there. 

Both of you managed to use the required elements wonderfully 
in your stories. 

And both stories themselves were very nicely written and 
entertaining.

Franks story however, showed a bit more creative thought with 
the elements and the plot line.

Therefore, I have found in his favor.

Don't be discouraged Bonnie, you are still a good writer.

Jeff Zephyr


We both started laughing at the same time. The outcome was as 
it should have been from the beginning. Nothing we did had 
changed it, but it sure was fun trying!

The End




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