The Better Author (c) April 2001 By Aphrodite Reproduction of any kind is forbidden by the Author unless written permission is granted. This includes but is not limited to (ARCHIVING, re-posting, etc...). Printing , saving to ones harddrive for personal use, emailing to a friend is allowed provided the document remain unmodified in any way. Any transaction involving this work where money changes hands including banner farms and Adult-Check sites is prohibited. 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. If you have not left, then it is assumed you are either not illegal And/or not offended. So sit back and hopefully enjoy. The Better Author By Aphrodite Feedback is cheerfully encouraged! Aphrodite.Goddess@verizon.net It was only a matter of time. The write club duel 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 Aphrodite; 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 Aphrodite, 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 EndBetter_Author_n