Just Like Old Times
Teri just had to get away from it all, she had just buried her husband a little over three months ago, and everything around her reminded her of him. After thirty seven years of marriage to such a wonderful man, it was hard to get up in the morning and face the day! Teri’s two grown daughters were getting worried about their mother’s state of mind, and finally insisted that she get away for a few days, just to kind of relax and let her batteries recharge. She didn’t want to go somewhere that she and Tom had visited, so it was decided that she would spend a week in New York City, taking in a few shows, and seeing all of the sights. They’d talked about doing it for years, but never got around to it, so Teri’s daughters figured that this would be the perfect time!
Teri wouldn’t have given their little plan a chance in hell of working, but much to her delight, she was actually having a good time! Cats and Les Miz were more fantastic than she had ever imagined they’d be, the Guggenheim had more stunning art in one place than was imaginable, and the food, well it was just magnificent! New York had turned out being the tonic that made her see that it was possible to have a life after Tom, in fact, she was planning on making Manhattan a yearly destination! In a city the size of New York, especially when you’re a total stranger, you don’t expect to meet someone out of your past, but for Teri, her life was about to take twist that was completely unexpected, and that moment came at the checkout line at Bloomingdale’s department store.
While she was paying for a new pair of leather gloves for her younger daughter, she noticed a very attractive woman staring at her from across the room. She tried to ignore her, but the woman was being so obvious, that the sales lady even commented that she thought her “friend ” was trying to get her attention. Teri paid for her purchase and quickly made her way to the front door when she felt a hand on her arm and the question, “Teri, is that you!?!” She spun around, not sure how to react, but in an instant recognized the face from over forty years ago in college, “Victoria,” she asked!?!
“I wasn’t sure it was you,” exclaimed Victoria, “what’s it been, forty years now!?!” “You look fabulous, Vicki,” gushed Teri, while looking over her long lost friend! “You too,” chimed in Vicki, “what on earth are you doing in New York, Teri, I thought you were living in the midwest somewhere?!?” “I am,” replied Teri, “I’m just here on a little vacation courtesy of my two daughters, I recently lost my husband and they thought a trip would do me good!” “Oh, Teri, I’m so sorry to hear of your loss, how many years were you married,” asked Vicki? “Uh, thirty seven,” Teri answered quickly, “say, let’s not talk here, how about we go some place where we can sit down?” “Good idea,” responded Vicki, “and I know just the spot!” The two woman, still gabbing away, left the store and took off down Fifth Ave, they had a lot of years to make up for!!!”
The coffee shop was dark and quiet, just kind spot for two old friends to reminisce about old times. “Where are you staying,” asked Vicki, while taking a sip of her cafe’ mocha? “At the Crown Plaza,” replied Teri, “over by Times Square.” “Well,” Vicki intoned, “I’ll have my girl get your things and bring them over to my place, you’re not spending another night in a hotel!” Teri started to protest but Vicki just cut her off with, “Listen, girl, as long as you’re in my town you always have a place to stay, and after a little more discussion, Teri finally agreed to move out of her hotel and into Vicki’s co-op apartment.
Teri found out that Vicki had never married, and had basically lived the life of the idle rich, a trust fund baby by way of her father’s oil company. Talk of college and the good old days brought laughs and sighs from both women, where had the time gone!?! After leaving the coffee shop, Vicki hailed a cab and gave the driver a Park Avenue address, and ten minutes later they were on their way up to Vicki’s apartment on the thirty third floor where they were greeted at the front door by a beautiful Japanese girl, in her early twenties by Teri’s best estimation, who bowed politely at the waist and asked Vicki if there was anything she needed. Vicki quickly brought the young girl up to speed on Teri’s situation at the hotel, and soon sent her on her way to retrieve her luggage.
Teri was admiring the view of the United Nations and the East River when Vicki slipped up behind her, put her arms around her waist, and whispered in her ear, “Do you remember our nights together in the sorority, when I would take you like this and make love to you?” How could she forget, it was some of the best love making she had ever experienced, and Vicki always had brought out the best in her! “You know what I always liked best don’t you,” asked Vicki in a husky voice? Vicki answered her own question by letting her hands slide upward until they cupped Teri’s huge full chest and whispered, “Tell me, how big are they now!?!” Teri, a little surprised at the sudden turn of events, managed to stammer, “38dd!” “You know how I’ve always loved big tits,” Vicki said smoothly, “and yours feel bigger than I remembered, but I have a question for you, have you had other women since we did it in college?” Shaking her head from side to side, Teri stammered, “N-no, no one else, just you!” “Good,” Vicki exclaimed, “I want you for my own,” while she started unbuttoning Teri’s blouse, “let’s get naked!!!”
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anonymous author
