Horseplay
Chapter 21 : Goodbyes

  Neil woke early, snuck to the bathroom and returned with a plan to
wake Ruth. He stripped, climbed onto the bed naked and worked his way
up behind Ruth's sleeping form. He nuzzled up behind her and she
rolled completely onto her side. Neil pushed one leg slightly forward
over the other, giving him access to her most intimate areas.
	With one hand lubricated with baby oil, Neil began to gently
massage her pussy. Ruth shifted, but didn't move much and Neil
continued. He gently oiled her slit, taking care to avoid her clit
and moved as gently as he could. When he had her fully oiled he oiled
his dick and spooned behind her, reaching around under her shirt and
resting his hand on her breast. Ruth pushed back, moaning slightly.
	Neil pulled his dick forward, sliding it up her slit through
the oil. He barely pressed, spreading her lips gently. Ruth stirred,
pushing back and groaning. Neil continued to slid up and down slowly,
then slid his hand over her breast and cupping it. Ruth said something
and her hand cupped his, squeezing.
	Neil continued to stroke, moving gently, slowly. He moved his
hand down, cupping her ass and rubbing some oil on it. Ruth was
thrusting back now, half awake.
	"Play with your pussy, Ruth." he said.
	Ruth reach down and spread herself, touching her clit as he
rubbed his cock across it. She shuddered slightly and Neil pulled
back and slid into her just a tiny bit. She groaned and pushed down,
forcing more of him inside. Neil relaxed and pulled back, feeling her
lust slowly overtake her sleep. He had further plans, but let her play
with him, stroking him while she touched herself.
	When Ruth started to move against him, Neil pulled back and sat
up. He moved up to the top of the bed, throwing off the covers. Ruth
looked up in surprise and he pulled her head over, sliding his dick
into her mouth. She groaned, licking and sucking him, but Neil had
other ideas.
	"I told you to play with yourself" he said flatly. Ruth
complied, putting a hand between her legs while he fucked her mouth.
Neil was slow, but persistent and in control. He thrust in, enjoying
the sensation, then drew back and let her use her tongue.
	Neil pulled out further, letting Ruth run her tongue over his
balls and down behind them. He enjoyed the sensation, letting her
suck each while she played with herself. Neil moved forward, slowly
entering her mouth again, then sat up and let her lick him. It kept
him far from climax while she worked her pussy feverishly. He was
nowhere near finishing, toying with her breasts, fucking her mouth a
few times, letting her bathe his balls, when she finished, sucking
him in and bobbing as best she could in her position.
	When she finished, Neil slid down and climbed on top of her.
Ruth groaned when he rubbed his dick along her clit, down between her
lips through the remaining oil and into the first few millimeters of
her vagina. "Now..." he said. "Should I fuck you here" he asked,
moving in and out slightly. "Or here." as he slid further down to the
oily pool around her ass.
	Ruth mumbled something and Neil slid up and down a few more
times.
	"What's that? I didn't catch it"
	"Not my ass... too much yesterday" she said.
	"Aw, too much butt love?" Neil said with a grin. He slid into
her vagina easily, burying himself without pause. "I'll just work
myself up here... but where to finish?" he asked.
	Ruth groaned and pulled at his chest.
	Neil leaned forward and thrust steadily, simply enjoying the
sensation. Ruth grabbed his ass, pulling him in harder and harder.
Since Neil wasn't in the mood for a marathon fuck session he relaxed
and let her lead him. The orgasm was mild compared to the night
before. The wave of pleasure nowhere near as high, the shuddering
near-blackout short and shallow. Neil enjoyed it, though, a good wake
up on his last day in camp.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Ruth packed quickly, giving Neil a firm hug and her phone
number before climbing in Nathanial's limo. Neil stood by the trunk
when Nathanial came around. "You have the best taste in women."
Nathanial joked.
	"Likewise."
	Nathanial grinned and looked back at the camp. "Don't stay here
too long, Neil." he warned. "It might be nice, but you've got so much
else you could do."
	Neil nodded, looking back at camp. Dozens of cars lined the
admin road and side road beside the Cave. Counselors packed bags,
suitcases and boxes into them, laughing and hugging each other. Neil
felt a twinge and looked back. "She likes to be the dirty girl" he
said softly.
	Nathanial's eyes rose and he grinned, glancing at the door of
the limo. "Does she now? MMM.." he chuckled and patted Neil on the
shoulder. "When you make up your mind, call me." he insisted.
	The limo slid out, stopping at the bottom of the hill and
moving onto the pavement with a crunch of gravel. Neil watched it
roll out of sight and headed back to his room. On his dresser he had
set out all his gear for the road, setting his phone and MP3 player
aside to keep on him. He dragged the first box out the door and found
Harriet waiting for him.
	"Did you have a good summer?" she asked.
	Neil noticed she was wearing the same outfit as the first day
and grinned. "Fantastic". he said, pulling her close. She laughed and
jumped when he cupped her butt. "I wanted to do that the first day" he
said with a wink.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Harriet left next, piling her sedan full of junk and sighing
deeply as she slid behind the wheel. Neil took the index card she
offered, pocketing it beside Ruth's. "I'll see you next year." she
said. "It might be a boring winter."
	Neil grinned and gave her a hug, then moving so she could close
the door. Her car rattled to life and with a wave she was headed down
the gravel road toward the parking lots. She managed to squeal tires
on the blacktop and her little car was gone as well over the hill.
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	Dave located him at lunch, sitting down across from him with a
miserable expression. "I guess I fucked up good"
	Neil shrugged.
	"Look... I'm sorry. I... was kind of a..."
	"Dick?"
	"I was going to say jerk... "
	"Dick sums it up better" Neil insisted.
	"Well... "
	"Asshole?"
	"OK... I get it."
	Neil leaned over the table and slugged him in the shoulder.
"NOW you get it. Dick".
	Dave rubbed it and nodded. "Still friends?"
	Neil nodded. "The girls are the real problem. Ruth's pissed"
	"Yeah, I heard she caught another ride home. Dad's going to
love that."
	Neil shrugged. "Yeah, well. You'll have to suck up to Ruth over
the winter, Harriet'll will be worse. She'll have all summer to stew
over it."
	"I don't know if I'm working next summer"
	"What?"
	"This job's a pain, Neil. Fucking horses. I'm sick of horses.
Horses and fish."
	"So what are you going to do?"
	"Actually, you got me thinking about theater."
	"Not that shit again."
	"Kidding. I'm thinking about doing some work for my dad, web
site stuff, booking people, printing calendars... that kind of thing.
No more fish"
	Neil grinned. "See, that's a job."
	Dave nodded. "Anyway, I gotta pack. Call me when you get home"
	Neil nodded and made his way back to his cabin. He picked up
his phone to program Harriet and Ruth's numbers when he noticed a
message. "1 missed call(s)" and a number he didn't recognize. When he
flipped it open, there was a message from Mae.
	"I'm at school, just wanted to call so you'd have my number.
I... miss you" she said softly.
	Neil sighed and sat down.
	"You should call me... we could, you know... talk."
	Neil could feel it in her voice. She didn't want to talk, she
wanted him to talk, to tell her what to do. He almost laughed, three
hundred miles away and she wanted him to boss her around.
	"Anyway, call me when you leave... or when you get home." She
left her cell number and hung up. Neil programmed it in and sat back
on the bed. Dad would be here in an hour...
=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=*=
	"Hello?"
	"Hi, Mae."
	"Neil!"
	"What are you doing?"
	"Just reading... I have to finish this chapter for English..."
	"Close the book, Mae."
	"I.... Ok... "
	"Is anyone around?"
	"... no" it was a whisper. A very, very happy whisper.
	"Tell me what you're wearing."
	"A shirt and.."
	"What kind of shirt?"
	"Just a ... button down, you know, white with red pinstripes."
	"Unbutton a button. Just one"
	"Just... one?"
	"Now, Mae"
	"OK... done."
	"What else are you wearing?"
	"Bra.. jeans.... shoes..."
	"Take of your shoes."
	There was a rustling against the phone. "OK."
	"Tell me about your job."
	"My.. why?"
	"Tell me."
	"Yeah.. OK, I'm working in the stock room, mostly. We get these
big..."
	"Unbutton another button. Don't stop talking"
	"... these... big boxes of books. We can't move them... by
ourselves, you know..."
	"Another."
	"... and... we have to use these pallet jacks. They're these
little carts..."
	"Are you touching your nipple, Mae?"
	".... yes...."
	"I didn't tell you to do that. Button one button back up."
	"Neil... please.... please... Its been..."
	"No. Maybe we can continue this when you're..."
	"it's buttoned! I swear!"
	"Pallet jacks."
	"What? OH... uh, and we push the books out onto the ... um the
loading dock and then we mark them ..."
	"I want you to run your hand from your cunt to the top button
of your jeans. Once."
	There was a low shudder on the phone. "we... put... them on the
floor, then we have to shelve them."
	"How often do you play with yourself, Mae?"
	"oh... god... I can't... my roommate. She's real uptight..."
	"Has she seen you naked?"
	"no..."
	"I think she should, you're very sexy. Make it look like an
accident. Do it this week. What else do you do besides shelve books?"

	"Neil.. I... please no..."
	"What?"
	"We sell t-shirts" she said suddenly.
	"Two buttons, can you fit your hand inside your shirt yet?"
	".... no... almost...."
	"Stop that. T shirts?"
	"I run the register... the book room is closed but new students
can buy..."
	"Rub your pussy, then unbutton your jeans. Don't stop talking."

	"ahhh..... they buy shirts.. and bullshit little things with
the school logo.... "
	"Are you wearing socks?"
	"No... just ..."
	"Tell me about the last time you masturbated."
	"In... the... shower... I was alone and I..."
	"What were you thinking about?"
	"..you.. fucking me..."
	"No you weren't."
	"Yes.... I swear!" she pleaded.
	"Certainly nothing so boring."
	"You.. fucking me while... people watched. You ordering me to
strip, and then..."
	"Unzip, do not touch yourself"
	There was a long pause. Neil heard the zipper, and the phone
held still.
	"Are you touching yourself?"
	"...n.... no.... want to..."
	"Take off your shirt. Is that all you do, sell t-shirts and
stack books?"
	He heard the fabric rustle past the phone.
	"Pretty much."
	"Are you going to date anyone up there?"
	"No..."
	"Why?"
	"Steve.. I'm still with Steve"
	"Did you fuck him when you got back?"
	"..... no..."
	"Mae."
	"No... told him I was on the rag!"
	"Why?"
	"... I don't know."
	"Did you suck him off?"
	"... no. I called him. Told him I was packing..."
	"Fondle your breast... as much as you want. Don't take off your
bra.. What classes are you taking?"
	She was quiet and Neil could hear her rubbing the fabric her
bra. Her voice quickened and she was gasping. "English... Lit...
Physics"
	"Take off your pants. Just your pants."
	Mae moved quickly, she was back on the phone in moments,
breathing heavily. "Philosophy..."
	"What kind of underwear are you wearing?"
	"Just... panties, red..."
	"Run your finger along the hem, don't touch your pussy."
	Mae made several gasping, grunting sounds and Neil wondered if
she was cheating. When she returned her voice was almost a whisper.
"Cal...clulus..."
	"What about girls, Mae, meet any nice girls?"
	There was a short gasp. "Just... friends... " she breathed.
	"Would you like them to be more than friends?"
	"I.. no... I mean... I don't..."
	"Touch your pussy Mae, for three seconds."
	It was probably more than three seconds, Mae came back on the
line nearly gasping.
	"What do you want, Mae?"
	"I want you to let me come" she said instantly.
	"Are you close?"
	"Yesss"
	"Good. Tell me what you'd like me to do to you if I were there.
Every time you tell me something new, you can pull your panties down
one inch"
	Mae gasped. "Kiss me.. touch my neck... fondle my boobs... lick
my nipples... uh... uhh. lick my pussy.. fuck me... "
	"How much further"
	"uh... uh... "
	"Your legs aren't six inches long, Mae."
	"Please... Neil.. oh god..."
	"Sit. Run your finger up your slit, do not touch your clit"
	"Mae moaned, shaking the phone.
	"Maybe I should leave you like this. See how good a girl you
can be"
	"Please... no"
	"Order you not to masturbate."
	"Oh god no.. I need to..."
	"Put two fingers in your pussy, Mae."
	"mmmm..... mmmmm..."
	"Is it wet?"
	"Yesssss."
	"Fuck yourself for me."
	Mae grunted, bumping the phone and rattling it.
	"Put your finger on your clit. Just one. Don't move it"
	The phone started to rattle again, Neil could hear her panting.
"O...oK.."
	"Don't you dare come."
	"But I'm...so.... close"
	"You're pressing it, aren't you."
	"yessssss. Can't... stop"
	"Mae?"
	".... neil....."
	"Come for me. Now."
	The phone slammed into something, the floor Neil assumed, and
he could hear her distantly crying out in ecstasy. There was a long
pause and he heard her breathing deeply.
	"Oh... God, Neil..."
	"I love you Mae." he said firmly.
	There was barely a moment of hesitation. "I love you too"
	"I'll call you next week" he said and hung up.
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	Neil tracked down Mom and gave her a huge hug.
	"You going to come back next year?" she demanded.
	Sarge laughed. "He has to, keeps things lively".
	"Well, maybe a little less lively next time" Neil said.
	Neil's dad arrived in his pickup and they tossed everything in
the back. It didn't take long and with a few last waves and goodbyes
his dad's truck was lurching onto the blacktop and heading out
towards town. Neil tried not to look back before they reached the
hillside, but he did.

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