Barry’s Excellent High School Reunion, Chapter 2

The continuing saga of Barry and Monica ,high school sweethearts!

An hour or so later they both woke up famished. Monica said to Barry “I’m so hungry I could eat a horse.”

“It’s amazing what a good enema will do for an appetite” Barry joked while watching the red creep up Monica’s neck as she blushed. He told her she was cute as she looked embarrassed and gave him a little smile. “Well it seemed to work really well. I think maybe one more after breakfast might catch everything that moved down after your clean out last night,” Barry replied matter-of-factly.

“Oh God no, I would be so embarrassed,” she blurted quickly. “It was bad enough you did it to me after we made love, I would be embarrassed to death!” She replied

“We’ll talk about it later after brunch. Is that shower big enough for 2?" Barry asked with a big smile on his face.

“I think it is,” she replied. They both found out a little more about each other scrubbing the other bodies including every nook and cranny. Monica traced the puckers on his back where he had taken 2 bullets in the early days of the war. Soon they were toweling off and getting dressed.

They were quickly seated having a great breakfast at the local neighborhood secret restaurant. Barry got an omelet while Monica tried the blueberry pancakes. “Eat it all,” he told her.” I need something in there to clean out,” he grinned jokingly.

“Oh, come on Barry, I am just fine after your excellent treatments last night." She turned that lovely blush shade he adored.

” We’ll see about that later,” he replied confidentially. Her hands went up to cover her face.

“Brett offered me his lake place for a couple of days, and I was planning to head there. Why don’t you join me?” Barry asked her with his fingers crossed behind his back.

“I will have to see if I can arrange my schedule, but that sounds great!” she said as she gave him a big smile. “I work at Happy Valley Rehabilitation as the resident Nurse Practitioner and I am on call but let me see if my partner can cover me.”

“Fantastic!” Barry replied with a grin. His first reunion ever just seemed to be getting better and better. He already had feelings for Monica and from the look in her eyes, he wasn’t the only one with feelings developing.

They headed back to her place and Barry drove her beast of a car with the optional “Hemi” engine that pumped out over 400 horsepower. "Wow, this is really something," he thought as he powered through a yellow light. It brought back memories of drag racing his Camaro and cruising Main Street looking for the next race. “I could get used to this,” he said as he powered up her driveway.

‘I just received a text from my partner Noreen, and she will cover me until Thursday!” she exclaimed happily.

“Great, why don’t you pack a bag and we’ll head over to my condo so I can get my gear before we head up to the cabin.” It took considerable effort for Barry to keep his tone neutral while the excitement boiled inside of him.

“What kind of gear?" She blurted quickly.

Well I was thinking fishing poles, but since you brought it up bring any toys you have as well as that enema bag.” He spoke in no uncertain terms. She blushed furiously again, but just turned and went into her bedroom without any argument. She was mortified as she threw her clothes in the suitcase including a sexy negligee and some frilly panties. She also grabbed the bag still hanging in the bathroom and emptied her bottom toy drawer of several dildos, vibrators and two butt plugs. She completed the job by putting in her make-up, the Vaseline and a tube of KY.

Soon they were winging their way east at 75 miles per hour with Barry at the wheel and expertly winding his way through the Sunday traffic. It was always bad in the L.A. area, but Sunday was probably lighter traffic than most days and they made good time. Barry pulled up to his condo in the gated community and opened his garage from the keypad on the door. It opened to reveal a blue Dodge Ram and the very same triple black, six pack Roadrunner he’d had in high school. Monica gave a squeal as she quickly ran up and opened the door. The same pistol grip shifter and console that she remembered sitting on all those years ago were readily visible as she drank in the shiny black car. “Yes, that is the same car you first took your panties off in,” he laughed with a grin.

“How did you keep it all these years?” she quickly asked.

"I had it stored at my parents while I was deployed and about 5 years ago, I had everything gone through and a new paint job. I could just never bring myself to let it go.”

“OOOH I want to drive it,” she moaned instantly.

“You sure about that? I seem to remember you took a girlfriend home in it and Brett and Linda saw you out in it burning rubber. You remember what happened then.” He couldn’t help reminding her.

“Oh, Barry that was a long time ago,” she nodded, lost in the memory. Her hand brushed her bottom

"Yes, it was, and I’ll take a paddle to you the next time it happens too,” he said.

“So, you are saying there will be a next time,” she said with an impish grin.

They walked inside his spotless front room and she was impressed. “This is really nice. Your decorating is very good too,” she said.

“I can’t take all the credit, my sister helped some, and I’ve gotten into these home improvement projects on TV. Never a shortage of ideas!” He replied.

She wandered into his bedroom as he was packing and checked out his ample king size bed. He smiled as he saw her taking it all in and one thing led to another. It seemed entirely natural that they soon found themselves naked under the sheets. He stroked her hair, fondled her breast and in the blink of an eye he pulled her up to her knees and entered her from behind. He slowly worked the rhythm up and she began to get hotter and hotter, breathing faster and harder. When he could see she was close he rubbed his thumb on her crack to get some juices and then quickly penetrated her anally with his thumb. “Oooh," [/color]she moaned as her senses overloaded from both holes filled simultaneously. She orgasmed with a scream and then moaned loudly as she came explosively feeling his hot cum shoot into her pussy. He kept it up and she had one more good orgasm before they took a break. He got up and came back with a razor and some cream and told her to put her bottom in the air again. “Why?” she asked quickly.

"That little Dutch ass has a nice peach fuzz and I am going to make you smooth as a baby," he said simply as he pulled her up and proceeded to shave her in ways she had never been shaved before. He even parted her cheeks between his thumb and finger and made sure to gently go right up to her anus. “There you g[color=black]o,” [/color]he said as he gave her a playful slap on the rump.

“You sure know how to show a lady a good time,” she said teasing him.

“Anything for the girl of my dreams," he smiled at her

“Oh, is that right?’ she asked, trying and failing to make it seem lighthearted.

“I’ve always missed you since we broke up after high school. I’m very happy we found each other again and I’m willing to see where this goes,” he said with his voice cracking. Monica didn’t say anything as a tear ran down her cheek. She just hugged him close and planted kisses on his lips.

They hung out a bit more, then loaded his truck up and pulled her car in the garage. Soon they were on the road for the 4-hour drive to the cabin. They stopped about halfway for a nice steak dinner and the talk was light both lost in their thoughts. They spoke without words as they looked up and smiled at each other. The air sizzled and it was very evident they were enamored with each other. The older couple at the next table couldn’t help but notice and the woman would occasionally kick her husband under the table and look their way. “They need to get a room,” he said after one kick.

“Shh Harry they are in love,” she said as she gave him a dirty look.

The meal was soon done, and they got back on the road for another couple of hours before getting to Brett’s family cabin nestled deep in the Sierras. Monica was quiet all the way, lost in her thoughts about how this relationship had spontaneously ignited after all these years. Standing on the big porch to take in the view, Barry remarked that there were no neighbors within eyeshot, so it was the perfect place to unwind. Barry grabbed Monica’s bag along with his own and laughed as Monica jumped when she walked past the mounted, standing big brown bear in the entryway. “Don’t worry I’ll protect you.” He grinned. He climbed the stairs and put the bags in the master bedroom. He quickly took her on a tour of the cabin, which was more like a house, and showed her the fabulous kitchen and the downstairs that included a game room.

They watched TV for a couple hours, first the end of a football game then a home improvement show that showed a young couple buying a house and having it completely redone. “That would have been nice when I was buying my first house!” Barry exclaimed. “You ready for bed?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye.

“Yes, I am,” Monica quickly replied. “I’m too tired for any hanky-panky tonight though,” she said dashing his hopes. They retired to the bedroom and after a quick kiss soon fell asleep, each deep in their own dreams of the other.

The next morning Monica awoke to the smell of fresh coffee and bacon. She jumped in the shower and then headed downstairs.

“Good Morning sleepy head,” Barry said while giving her a big smile. "You sure did sleep well last night."

“It must be this mountain air. I feel much refreshed after running around and doing all those other extra-curricular activities," she said shyly. “What’s on the agenda for today?’ she asked as he handed her a big plate with an omelet complete with bacon and toast. He also slid over a steaming cup of coffee.

“I want to show you the lake. Brett has a boat in a slip not too far from here and I think we should pack a lunch and head toward the back of the lake. We can do a little fishing as well as long as you know how to clean fish!” he kidded her.

“Actually, my dad taught me to clean trout so we’ll see if you can put your money where your mouth is and actually catch something!” she teased him.

“What, was that sass? “ he kidded her. “I might have something for that!” he joked.

“Watch yourself buddy,” she warned him. “I already let you get away with spanking me once,” she added with a blush.

“If you would have taken your enema like a good girl none of that would have been necessary,” he laughed. “Besides, you have a very nice bottom and any excuse will work!” he told her as she once again turned beet red.

The look on her face made him smile as he thought to himself that he wasn’t done with that bottom yet and she had a big surprise coming at some point. He thought that he might have some fun with her tonight and maybe get that nozzle worked into the scenario before again having his way with her. He silently mused how life was funny and how a short week ago he could not have imagined himself under her spell. He wasn’t quite ready to tell her yet and wanted to see where all this went, but he was really encouraged with the time they’d had together in just the last 24 hours.

Soon they had a lunch packed and were on the way to the marina. Barry parked and carried the basket as they headed down the ramp to the slip where Brett’s nice cruiser was moored. He soon had the boat underway and let Monica steer as he got out a couple of poles to troll with. “Just keep it pointed at that mountain peak and we’ll head towards my favorite spot,” he said as he briefly slipped his arm around her. He began to let out some line after tying on a lure.

“Barry this is so beautiful,” Monica gushed as she took in the view of the lake and mountains in the reflection of the smooth blue water.

“One of my favorite places on earth,” he replied as he grabbed a pole with a jerk and set the hook in the first fish of the day. “Put it in neutral and hand me that net,” he asked her as he reeled in a nice-looking trout. He put it in the live well and then moved the boat towards a sandy beach next to a flowing creek.

Barry laid the picnic basket out in a grassy area nestled among the pine trees. A sigh of wind made the moment seem even more perfect as they had ham and cheese sandwiches and a couple bottles of beer. They finished up and then held hands as they gazed out on the lake. No words needed to be said, but they could both feel the heat of their attraction. Barry put his arm around Monica, and she turned and looked at him and parted her lips. He leaned down for a long kiss, the first of many. Soon his hand had wandered down, brushing her nipple as he then rubbed her crotch in just the right place. She moaned and lay against him as he rubbed, eventually sliding his hand inside her panties and finding her nub. He diddled her fast and furious and before long she was bucking against him and moaning as she got off nicely. They lay together for a bit after, just enjoying the moment before Barry suggested they head back before the afternoon wind kicked up. They loaded up and started a slow cruise back towards the dock as Barry continued to troll for fish. He caught several nice rainbow trout as they enjoyed the view and each other.

“You better get busy with those fish,” Barry joked as they pulled up to the dock. While she was willing and would have cleaned them, one look on her face told Barry it was a chore she’d rather not do. He kissed her and said, “It’s OK, I’ll do them this time.”

“You are pretty good with that knife,” Monica commented as she walked with him towards the truck.

“Yep, cleaning fish and sassy little girls out is my specialty.” he laughed. Barry loved making the sort of comments that turned Monica a bright shade of red. He vowed to himself to make it happen as often as he could and wondered if she would ever lose the blush with him.

Back at the cabin they enjoyed a great dinner of fresh trout and steamed vegetables while watching the colors of a brilliant sunset. Barry suggested they head upstairs which they soon did after dishes.

“Let’s see your stash,” Barry asked as they walked into the bedroom.

“OK,” Monica looked down with an embarrassed look on her face. She pulled out several dildos a Hitachi wand, 2 different butt plugs and some lube.

“I think we are missing something,” he said with a straight face. Monica blushed again and pulled out her enema bag.

“Ah, there it is!” he exclaimed happily.

“I don’t think I need that tonight again,” she quickly blurted out.

“Well after looking at all these toys I think you do!” he said firmly. “You’ve always been anally inclined, and I much prefer a nice clean highway to play on. I know you haven’t had many enemas but trust me on this and you’ll be fine!”

“That’s easy for you to say,” she mumbled unhappily.

“OK, put that lacy negligee on that I saw in your suitcase while I get this ready. Don’t forget a towel either.”

“Oh, Barry do I have to?” she pleaded. “I’m really not in the mood!”

“We’ll see if we can’t fix that Missy,” he said as he walked into the bath with bag in hand. He stripped down to boxer briefs and filled the enema bag with warm water.

The bulge in his boxers was evident as he walked back in to find Monica in her filmy gown sitting on the bed. A towel was neatly folded nearby. “What a good girl!” he said as he spread the towel and hung the bag on a dresser knob. He knelt to plug in the wand and beckoned with his finger. She found herself head down and bottom up as he quickly lubed her with a finger. She felt her cheeks spread and the nozzle invading her like a gopher going down a hole. She heard a click and felt a warm surge as the vibrator started running on her clit.

“Just relax!” Barry said as he pinched the hose to slow down the process while he concentrated on her increasing groans and moans. He set the flow on slow and by the time half the bag was empty she was squirming around. He could tell she was close as he tweaked and rubbed a nipple. She erupted in panting and a loud gasp as she orgasmed powerfully. He waited a few seconds then lightly brushed her clitoris with the wand while pushing and pulling on the nozzle. She once again shuddered and fell flat on her tummy which was now full of enema.

“I’ve got to go!” she told him in no uncertain terms. He quickly removed the nozzle and she duck walked herself over to the potty and sat down. Soon he could hear squirting with the occasional fart. He smiled to himself for a job well done as he listened to her releasing wave after wave into the toilet.

“It sounds like you might have needed that!” he said as he caught a rather smelly whiff before she flushed the toilet and took some extra time to clean herself up.

“Well I had been constipated for a few days until you took care of it so there must have been more in there," she grunted as she came back into the bedroom.

“I can give you one more if you insist!” he joked.

“No, No I’m good” she responded without hesitation.

“Very well then let me try out this bumpy dildo while I give you some wand.”

She found herself ass up again and a dildo bumping its way in and out of her ass while Barry once again played the vibrator up and down her cleft and stopped on her nub. The input of the dildo in her ass had her screaming again in seconds it seemed like.

“Oh, you poor boy!’ she smiled as she spied the tent poking out of his shorts. She sat up and pulled off his briefs while admiring the rock-hard cock. She let her hand run up and down the shaft while she carefully tongued the head. She grabbed the towel as he started to moan, and his cock shot out in furious spurts. He sank back on the bed and she lay next to him with her head on his chest. Together their breathing finally slowing down. It was hard to say who fell asleep first, but it was a deep sleep with toys and an enema bag littering the room haphazardly.