Two Different Roads

Goodbye My Almost Lover

Their last day in California. Ellen and Vicky left the house early together, split up a block away when Mike arrived on his motorcycle. There was only one place the couple wanted to go. They headed straight for Mike's apartment.
They only took time to turn on the radio then Mike immediately sank to the couch, Ellen facing him on his lap. He held her head gently in his hands as they kissed over and over breathlessly.
The night before with John had been wonderful, but it had not erased the ambivalence she felt for him and neither had it lessened the pull she felt toward Mike. Within minutes they were lying down, Mike's long body on top of her between her parted legs, her skirt around her waist.
"I haven't done THIS since I was a teenager either. I forgot how hot it can actually be," he said as he began to move against her.
"God Michael, 'Little Nez' seems anything but little."
"I thought you girls always say size doesn't matter."
"I wouldn't really know one way or the other, but THAT thing has got to be impressive. You feel amazing."
He experimented with different movements, trying to gage by her reactions what she liked.
Finally-"Fuck! Right there...Michael!"
"I don't think I've ever made a woman cum with her clothes ON before. I'm on a roll. Wanna try for #2?"
"Ride 'em Cowboy."
"What did you call me?" He asked incredulously.
"Well you certainly know your way in the saddle."
"Stick around Babe. You ain't seen nothing yet."
II
Her lips were swollen and certain parts of her body felt chafed from prolonged friction when she and Mike reached the point where he'd always dropped her off.
"You're five minutes late," Vicky teased. "Couldn't tear yourselves away?"
The pair didn't respond. They only had eyes for each other. "I'll write. I'll call, " she promised.
"You better."
They kissed one last time. "I'll see ya," he said softly.
"Not if I see you first Cowboy."