Barry’s Excellent High School Reunion, Chapter 3

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

Barry and Monica spent the remaining days together taking long walks in the woods and filling each other in on all the things they had missed for the last few decades. Barry knew at that point, even though scarcely a couple weeks had gone by, that he was helplessly head over heels for her. He vowed to himself that he would never let her go again and, judging from the looks he caught coming his way, he hoped and guessed she felt the same way about him.

All too soon it was Wednesday night and the last evening they would have together. They spent it barbequing some perfect steaks on the grill and downing a few beers. No words needed to be said as they climbed the stairs and headed to the bedroom. They quickly shed their clothes again and rolled around like teenagers as they made love looking into each other’s eyes. After things had calmed down and they were back to breathing normally again Monica said to Barry, “I guess I should check in with Noreen and see how things are going at the center.” She grabbed her phone and quickly hit her number. Noreen answered on the first ring. “Hi Noreen, how are things going”? Monica inquired. Barry perked up when he saw Monica’s eyes get big as she listened on the phone. After a few minutes she hung up. “The rehab center had its first case of COVID 19 “she blurted quickly. “Noreen needs me to coordinate things at the center as soon as I can tomorrow,” she said unhappily.

While she was on the phone Barry took the liberty of filling her enema bag and hanging it on the curtains. “Hey buddy what do you think you are doing,” she squealed as he told her to roll over in a no-nonsense way as he spread her cheeks. “What’s that for?” she squealed as she felt the nozzle penetrate her private place. “I heard the conversation and it sounds like you are going to have a busy week and I’ve been wanting to make sure you got some anal stimulation and a good cleanout.” He quickly pulled her up on her knees and started rubbing and tweaking her clit while he pinched the hose to slow down the flow. Soon she was moaning and bucking against his hand while he made sure the nozzle stayed put with his other hand. She got off hard then collapsed on her stomach. He let her lay there for a minute then helped her up and had her bend over in the bathroom as he quickly pulled the nozzle. Soon she was squirting and farting as he looked at her with a shit eating grin. “It seems you like to enema me a little too much.” she grunted as another blast hit the potty.

“Yup, no doubt about that!” he chuckled as he handed her a towel to wipe off her sweaty face. “I don’t plan on stopping anytime soon either.” He informed her in a no-nonsense tone.

The night quickly passed as they slept in each other’s arms. Before either of them was stirring Monica’s phone alarm blared at 6 am. They grabbed some toast, loaded his truck and vacuumed the cabin while doing the laundry. They were headed down the hill by 8 am, each lost in their thoughts. They were back at Barry’s place before noon and Barry pulled the purple Charger out of the garage. He helped Monica load her suitcase and then held her close, turning her face up to his. “I really enjoyed the time Monica and I am not going to lose you again,” he told her while giving her the kind of smile that said as much as the words. She looked up into his eyes, gave him a kiss and said,” You better not Buster. I enjoyed the time as well except for maybe the enemas,” she laughed.

“Well you’ll be getting more of those for sure,” he smirked as he watched her turn red. They hugged and kissed and soon her car was a dot in the distance. He gave a quick sigh and walked back into his house.

The next few days passed in a blur as Monica tried to get a handle on the crisis at the rehab center. Since her return on Thursday, several more patients test positive for the virus, resulting in a full-scale lockdown and a wing dedicated to those patients. Monica had to gown up several times to see these patients and try to manage them while keeping everyone safe. She implemented a visitation program where loved ones could stand outside the windows and talk to their relatives and friends through the glass. While this wasn’t perfect it did keep everyone safe. Happy Valley Rehabilitation seemed to function well, lockdowns notwithstanding. While they had several patients that tested positive, they seemed to have gotten them away from the other patients without starting a full-blown pandemic in the facility. One of the patients was transferred to a hospital and the other seemed to be recovering. She made sure that everyone in the facility was tested every other day including workers and so far, so good. Soon the weekend approached rapidly.

Barry meanwhile was working from home as a logistical engineer for a government contractor that supplied building materials to the military for overseas projects and he was very busy getting orders put together on manifests so they could be loaded into containers. During those quiet times, he frequently thought back to recent days with Monica fondly and made sure to call her at least twice a day. The relationship had turned into a long distance one for the moment, but it was still red hot for both as they eagerly waited for times they could at least talk.

On Friday Barry called Monica shortly before she was off and suggested he drive over to her place. Monica replied, “Oh Barry I can’t wait. I’ll be home by about 7pm after I head over to the lab for my COVID test. ““

I will head over about 4 and use your hidden key. Be sure to deactivate the alarm,” he told her.

“I can do it from my phone so just text me when you are 10 minutes away.” She replied.

“OK babe will do, and I can’t wait to see you,” he warmly replied. “Me too,” she said breathlessly.

4 pm quickly rolled around and he threw a bag together and fired up the Roadrunner since he knew Monica would want a ride. It had been sitting for a few weeks so a good run to Santa Monica would blow the cobwebs out. Heading from the valley at rush hour had him taking almost 3 hours for the 60-mile drive. He pulled up the sago palm lined driveway he remembered and texted Monica to turn off the alarm. Soon he had punched in the garage code and pulled the muscle car into the other side from where Monica parked. He found the hidden key in her cabinet and let himself in. Putting his bag in her bedroom, he couldn’t resist a peek in her medicine cabinet. Not seeing what he was looking for he opened her linen closet and quickly spied the red bag. Hmm… he thought to himself while putting together a game plan for Monica, or more specifically Monica’s bottom’s date with the nozzle. He found himself getting hard just thinking about it and waited impatiently for her to get home.

Soon he could hear the Charger rumbling as it pulled into the garage and he stood up to greet her. “Barry” she squealed. “You brought the car!” “Sure did hon,” he replied as he grabbed her and pulled her close. He tilted her chin up and gave her a long hard kiss. She kissed him back while hugging him tight. “I missed you,” she said with a catch in her voice.

He looked into her eyes and said,” I am sure I missed you at least as much!”

“Are you hungry?” he asked.

“I’m starving,” she said. “I’ve been too busy running around and had to get tested on the way home.”

How did that go?” he asked.

“I’ve had it done so much I’m getting used to having a swab stuck up my nose.” She grimaced. “I’ll get my results tomorrow.”

“Can we get something to eat since the restaurants downtown are open?” she asked.

“Sure, baby but there is a requirement,” he responded.

“What’s that?” she asked with a quizzical look on her face.

“Well I checked with the restaurant and it seems they have a butt plug dine-in requirement,” he responded with a smirk.

What do you mean?” she asked while looking at him.

“I mean I know you have a couple of plugs and I’ve been thinking all week how anal I know you are and what I was going to do when I got you over my knee,” he said firmly. “Besides if you are a good girl, I might even let you drive the beast to the restaurant if you think you can shift it sitting on your plug.”

“Oh Barry do I have to?" she whined.

“Go get it and bring some lube too,” he commanded. She did as he asked and soon found herself bottom up and head down over his knee on the couch while he pulled her pants and panties to her knees. “Just relax,” he said soothingly as he buried his finger in her in her anus up to the first knuckle.

“Ugh!” she panted as he pulled his finger out and pressed the plug against her hole. It popped in quickly and he let her up. He smiled as she looked at him with a blush on her cheeks and pulled up her panties.

“You ready?" he asked. She held out her hand for the keys to his vintage machine. “Be careful Monica, “ he said while also reminding her what had happened the last time she’d driven his car all those years ago. She couldn’t remember where she had gone with it, but she did remember the red bottom he had given her when she had returned with it over 30 years ago. Soon they were headed down the street with Monica shifting and squirming at the same time. Barry just smiled and told her she could still handle the 4-speed, something most women these days had no idea how to do. They pulled up behind Annie’s Steakhouse, a well-known eatery in Santa Monica and parked in 2 spaces to keep from getting door dinged. Barry jumped out and opened Monica’s door for her while giving her his hand and pulling her out of the car. She gave a little wiggle, needing to adjust the seating of the plug after sitting on it. They put on their masks and entered through the back door.

“Hi Annie!” Monica gushed as she gave her a big smile. “This is my friend Barry,” she introduced as Barry gave Annie a knuckle bump instead of a handshake. You could see Annie looking Barry over from head to toe, clearly liking what she was seeing.

“You take good care of Monica; she is pretty special,” she said only half joking.

“She is very special to me as well and I would never do anything to hurt her,” Barry said with a serious face.

They were soon seated with a window view of the pier and took in all the sites as Monica squirmed and looked over the menu. They decided on a local Rock Bass and ordered a salad and some veggies to go with it.

Monica filled Barry in on what was going on at the Rehab Center. “Boy that sounds dangerous Monica. Be careful,” he said with a look of concern on his face.

“We are taking all the precautions, “ she said with caution lacing her voice. “It’s my job to make sure everyone is safe, and protocol is followed, and they need me,” she said, reinforcing her pivotal position.

“Ok baby, I just don’t want you to get it, “ he said. “If you do, I might have to paddle you” he added with a twinkle in his eye.

“Oh, Barry that’s your answer for everything. A spanking and an enema,” she said only half joking.

“You know it babe,” he said. "Just wait until we get back to your house!” he added with a straight face. Monica's only reply was to stick out her tongue.

Soon they were enjoying a delicious meal and watching the sun set into the west over the pier. It made for a spectacular view as they held hands waiting for a fresh berry desert. “How are you doing? Still plugging away.” he teased over dessert.

She gave him a look and said, “We better get going because I think I’m starting to get sore.”

Barry paid the bill and soon they were winging their way back to her place at 75 miles an hour. The car gave a throaty roar and she deftly cruised it down the freeway. “Man, this is fun,” she said. “It reminds me of being 18 again. I could drive for hours.”

“I’m glad you enjoy it, one of the reasons I kept it was all those memories of you in the back seat.” He laughed with a twinkle in his eye. She didn’t reply but he detected a blush creeping up her throat.

They were soon back at her place where he promptly pulled her over his knee and unceremoniously pulled her jeans and panties down. Monica blurted,” Careful I’m tender!” He gazed at her bottom for a minute then slowly spread her cheeks apart to expose the plug. Mmm, he thought as he grabbed the handle of the plug then slowly started to twist it while he pulled it from her ass. “Oooh, ow, Eee, ugh” she panted as he slowly withdrew it. He quickly let a finger slide down her crack and gave her nub a little rub. Not hearing any objections, he started rubbing in circles, all the while enjoying the view of her browneye winking at him. It got him hard instantly and Monica was soon bucking and moaning as she reached her climax. He rolled her off then stood up and took her hand. He pulled her to her feet then pushed her gently over the back of the couch. Losing his pants and boxers, he entered her from behind while hanging onto her ass and slamming her into his crotch. He soon shot his hot load into her and she screamed with delight. He pulled her into his lap on the couch and held her gently as their breath slowly returned to normal.

They talked for hours and then headed to bed where both slept like they were dead. All the sex and a full stomach, released plenty of endorphins to make them sleep very well. It probably didn’t hurt that they both had hot dreams of the other. Things were coming crashing to a conclusion that was inevitable and which neither one could nor wanted to stop.

The next morning Monica awoke to the smell of bacon and realized she was famished. Grabbing a T-shirt, she wandered into the kitchen. Barry perked up when he saw a pair of puppy noses sticking through the T. “Well good morning sunshine,” he said as he drew her into a hug.

“Good morning yourself” Monica replied while helping herself to a piece of bacon.

“So, what time can you call to find out about the test?’ he asked.

“They should be open by 9,” she replied. They sat down to a leisurely breakfast and caught themselves looking at each other. It would have been apparent to anyone that these two were in love even though neither had used the word, afraid of what the other might say.

“Well give them a call” Barry suggested. “I want to head to lunch in a while and I don’t want you fretting about it."

“Ok,” she replied as she grabbed her phone. She was soon on the line with the lab.

Barry watched as she gave her name. Soon he saw her eyes go wide and her face turn pale.

“What?” he asked. She held up a finger as she listened to the phone. Soon she hung up and turned to him. She looked into his eyes and simply said:” I’m positive. I have to quarantine until I test negative. You will need to leave and drive over for a test. You will have to go home and wait for your test results. If you test positive you will have to quarantine also. If you are negative, you will have to social distance for up to 14 days to make sure you aren’t asymptomatic and giving it to others.”

Barry cursed under his breath and sighed. His plans for a weekend full of sex and debauchery had just come crashing down. Monica gave him the address of a drive through testing facility and called and make him an appointment. He loaded up and said his goodbyes not offering her a kiss although after last night he knew he had it anyway. He was soon driving through an outdoor tent with health care workers looking like astronauts they were so covered up. He got a nasal swab and managed to get home in an hour. He called Monica and filled her in and told her how much he missed her. “I know honey, “ she said. She also told him that she called Annie at the restaurant and told her she was positive and to get a test even though she had been very careful. Barry moped around his place the rest of the day doing some laundry and washed and waxed his Mopar muscle. His big plans including getting the nozzle back into Monica had gone up in smoke. He made do with a pizza and had the guy drop it on the front porch after paying with a credit card. He added a tip for the driver on the card so he wouldn’t have to hand him cash. No sense giving it to anyone else since he figured after kissing and licking Monica the odds of him being negative were slim. The next morning, he took his time and got up late. He had the cold pizza breakfast of Champions for brunch. “Man, it’s been 20 years since I did that,” he thought as his old college days flashed through his mind. He spent the rest of his day puttering around, watering plants and doing some light housecleaning.

Finally, Monday morning dawned. He waited impatiently for 9 am to come around and got on the phone to the lab. He was put on hold before a nurse came back on the line and told him that unfortunately, he was COVID positive. She then asked him if he had any symptoms and he told her no. She told him not to go out in public and not to go to the ER if he felt sick but to contact his doctor. There was no use giving it to anyone else. He thanked her and hung up. He promptly called Monica and gave her the news. She started crying and blubbering that it was all her fault. Barry told her there was no way she knew and to dry up those tears or he would give her something to cry about. He also told her that since he was positive and that since her place was bigger, he would pack up some clothes and head over to her place and they could quarantine together. Monica hadn’t thought about him coming back over and he could detect a notable improvement in her mood. They said their goodbyes and he loaded up his blue Ram and was soon on the road.

Traffic wasn’t terrible and he finally pulled into her garage. She came running out and gave him a big hug. He felt her forehead and said, “Baby you feel hot”

“Oh, I’m just hot from running out to see you” she said.

“We’ll see about that” he said in his command voice. He came into the house and threw his bag down on the kitchen floor. “Where’s your thermometer?” he asked.

‘In the bathroom drawer,” she answered. He found a digital thermometer which would work in either end and rummaged around until he found some Vaseline. He came walking into the bedroom and she took one look at the Vaseline and said, “Oh no you aren’t!”

“Oh yes I am,” he stated. “You know it’s more accurate this way” “It’s plenty enough accurate in my mouth Buster, “she said in a snide voice.

“That may be true Dear, but as long as I am doing it - it will be going in your rear.” She grumbled as she laid on the bed and hitched up her gown to just over her hips. Barry stuck the thermometer into the Vaseline and quickly spread her cheeks to insert the thermometer. He amused himself pulling it in and out until it beeped. “101.5” he exclaimed. “Get into bed while I get you some juice.” He tucked her in and made her drink a glass of OJ.

Barry continued to nurse Monica for the next few days while sleeping in her spare bedroom to let her twist and turn in her own bed as she tried to get comfortable. He kept her fed although her appetite was very suppressed. After several days of rectal temps that were slightly elevated, Monica began to feel better. Barry however, had a sore throat and a cough. Monica came into the living room carrying the thermometer and the Vaseline. “You need your temp done?” he asked while perking up.

“No but you do, “she said with a laugh. “Since you used my only good thermometer in my ass, I’m assuming you won’t want it in your mouth. Roll over, “ she said with a smile. Barry grumbled a little but was soon ass up on the couch. Monica parted his cheeks and deftly sank it where the sun didn’t shine. He gave a little jump but didn’t complain, and Monica amused herself by looking at his chiseled, but hairy ass. “Yum” she thought as she took in the sights. “99.6,” she said as she gave his nice ass a slap.

“Hey, watch it sister,” he said with a chuckle. “You might just find yourself over my knee with a red bottom. Monica just gave him a wink. “By the way” he asked. When is the last time you had a BM. “You’ve been sick, and I haven’t seen any bathroom trips. “

“I don’t know but I don’t have to go. “she replied with a blush.

“Well if you haven’t gone by the morning, I say you will be getting an enema” he said with a straight face.

“Give me a break, I’m sure I’ll be just fine” she said while sticking her tongue out at him.

End of Chapter 3