whirlpool
12:30 p.m.<>2001-09-02

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the party winds down, the people start to leave in twos and threes. in the deep night, on the cusp of morning, help your hosts clean up a little, cans in one bag, bottles in the other, wrinkle your nose at the sodden cigarettes floating inside. move your tongue around within your mouth. rough. behind your eyelids, a burning. still, party laughter spins and twirls inside you. look at her and smile. smile again at her beautiful smile, smiling at you.

wash your hands, stretch and yawn. no more work tonight. all are gone but for her. and your hosts. who thank you for pitching in, who thank you for coming. who invite you and her into their whirlpool. no suits you think. no shorts, you think. no bra for her. visions of her breasts under starlight. your mouth on them.

no problem, say your hosts. no suits, no problem. no shorts, no problem. no towels, no problem. sound of door sliding open. sound of waterjets churning. step onto deck. air is pre-dawn cool. you turn your eyes away from your hosts. their clothes falling like leaves onto the cedar deck.

peel away shirt. peel away pants. peel away fear and safety. her beautiful smile upon you. her ass, rising out of her skirt. her nipples, already hard. she smiles. step quickly into pool, not looking at your hosts. shut out ghosts of old fantasies where their naked bodies moved before you, before her. against you, against her. inside you. inside her (his tongue, deep inside your mouth. her teeth enclosing her nipple). raise your leg in the water to hide your rising, your thick and hard and aching (your tongue on his. her lips on hers).

try small talk. your voice thick with want of her. your hand on her leg, under the water. your thick and hard and aching, rising under the water. small talk floating weakly in the cool air. the air, thick with wanting. your hosts, wanting each other (wanting you). they touch each other under the water. her arm, moving gently. his arm, stroking (her hands all over you, her mouth).

turn in the water, open wide, kiss her deep and long. gleam of dawn overhead, night retreating. kiss her in the rising dawn. her fingers are on you. under the water. your hosts turn in the water, kiss each other. tongues move, fingers move. grey of dawn giving way to sun. her legs now wrapped round you, unbroken kiss in the rising morning. her breasts, slick from the water and the dawn.

moans from across the whirlpool. ghosts of old fantasies come to life in your mind (him sliding into her, her opening to him. your tongue on, under, between their bodies, moving, moving).

sudden hush as waterjets cease churning. break the kiss. birds, insects. sounds of morning. rise dripping from the whirlpool, shiver in the morning. burning behind your eyelids. smile at her smiling at you, at them. sound of the sliding door.

into the kitchen, dripping, kissing. into the living room, dripping on the carpet. so hot now. so hot. wanting her. wanting them. slide inside her, dripping. your hosts next to you, watching. their eyes upon her, upon you. their eyes upon her make her thrash and scream. their hands, rubbing each other. their eyes upon you make you hard. so hard. her legs wide beneath you, her mouth wide. taste of her tongue, slick. their eyes upon you. their hands, rubbing each other. their moans, making you harder.

his hand suddenly on your hips, your hips moving into her. his hand on your hips and you explode. your voice loud in the quiet morning. her legs wide beneath you, her mouth receiving your slick tongue.

turn to them. watch them rub and stroke and shoot and drip and moan. four bodies slick. four pairs of hands, gently touching. four pairs of eyes slowly roving the quiet morning, sun taking the sky slowly. four pairs of eyes roving, resting on things touched by the new sun. a beer bottle. a mirror. a hairbrush. a fan, circling.

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