Barry’s Excellent High School Reunion, Chapter 4

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

Barry took Monica's hand and patiently waited as she slowly made her way into the bathroom. “OK, everything off except your T-shirt, “ he told her as she looked up at him intently.

“Oh Barry, please no enema now,” she begged with a tear forming in her eye.

” Oh, come on Monica, this is nothing new. You obviously need it and we’ll make it a quick one with a little rinse,” he said in a no-nonsense tone of voice. She huffed as she dropped her sweatpants and stepped out of them. Soon her pink panties were lying on the pile and she was bare from the waist down. “You are a very good girl! Now bend over and put your elbows on the tub,” he said in a soothing voice.

Once her bottom was positioned in the air, he spread her cheeks and slowly pushed in a lube coated finger. She gave a little grunt but didn’t say anything and just waited for the nozzle she knew was coming. Soon enough Barry had it seated deeply in her anus and he rubbed her back as he was telling her what a good girl she was. He opened the clip with an audible snap, and he watched when she gave a little jump as the soapy water started flowing. He rubbed her back and her bottom, encouraging her and soon she had about half a bag of enema into her bowels. He stopped the flow when she complained and reached around rubbing her tummy. After a loud gurgle he opened the clamp all the while telling her to take deep breaths and she was almost done. As the bag got to ¾ empty he had to stop the flow several times more before the bag went flat. Finally, all that warm soapy enema was deep into her tummy and she was sweating and panting while trying not to lose it. He let her stay that way for a minute then helped her to the rug on the floor. She eased into a position on her back and raised her knees, while he was rubbing her tummy, and she blew air out after a few deep breaths. Barry tried not to smile in an obvious manner as he watched her struggling to hold her enema. He told her repeatedly what a good girl she was. When he could see she was in danger of making a big mess, he helped her up and onto the potty as he removed the nozzle. She raised her head as she strained to release with a big squirt of water shooting out first as relief came. A couple more percussive gushes followed, and he could see her relax gradually as she emptied.

Without a word he turned to the sink, rinsed out the soapy bag and refilled it with warm water. He toweled her off and rubbed her back while she finished up. He gave her a hand when she was through and she silently stood up then turned and put her hands back on the tub. The tube was soon again seated in her ass and running the warm rinse water deep into her stomach. Barry could tell she was much more comfortable this time around and told her so. He could hear her muffled voice as she mumbled into the tub. “Easy for you to say, you don’t have an ass full of water,” she replied testily.

“Well from the results, you sure needed it and I am always here to please,” he joked as he gave her a slap on the rump. "I can't think of anyone else I'd rather give an enema to than you," he said as he smiled.

The enema was soon finished, and she soon found herself back on the toilet releasing a much lighter shade of enema water. “Good girl, you really took your enema well today,” he told her as he massaged her back.

“Well, it’s not like I really had a choice,” she groused as she pulled the toilet paper off the roll.

“I know, you really didn’t, but you and I both knew how much you needed it,” he replied with a twinkle in his eye. She quickly donned her panties and pants then headed in and laid on the bed to collect herself. Barry lay down next to her and stroked her hair while holding her close. Soon she dozed off and had a nice deep mid-morning nap while dreaming of walking up the aisle with Barry while a hose trailed out of her dress. Whew! she thought with a start when she woke to find it was only a dream.

The days went by and soon both she and Barry were deemed COVID negative. They made love several more times during that week and Monica made sure she ate lots of fruit and drank water to avoid a repeat performance with the nozzle. While she knew she needed the enema she had gotten, she was in no hurry to star in the next enema performance. She knew that Barry more than liked to give them to her and, if she was honest with herself, they sometimes made her wet just thinking about them.

Monday dawned clear and bright in Southern California and Barry pulled the Ram out of the garage. After a hug and a kiss,he headed back to his place.

Once Monica got back to the rehab center, she was quickly pulled into Noreen's office and was given the third degree. Do you still have a fever? Any cough or congestion? Noreen grilled her to make sure that she was really over the COVID. “Now, you’re sure you are ready to come back?” Noreen asked in a worried tone.

“I’m fine. Barry took very good care of me while I was sick. He was positive as well, but his symptoms were less severe than mine were. I did have some congestion and a fever,but really the worst thing was that I got constipated,” she said while turning red.

“Well I hope you took something for that. You need to clear all that waste out. Maybe some prune juice will move you along," Noreen suggested.

“I’m fine,” Monica in a firm tone. “If you must know Barry insisted on giving me an enema,” she said, again while turning 3 shades of red.

“Boy, things must be pretty serious if you let him stick a nozzle in your bottom,” Noreen said while grinning.

“Noreen, I love him,” Monica stated simply. The two friends shared a warm glance and a hug before getting down to business.

Meanwhile Barry had driven back to his place and had taken care of odds and ends which had cropped up regarding some shipments that were on route while he had been stuck quarantining. He set up a lunch with his best friend Brett and agreed to meet him at a local restaurant that day for lunch.

Soon they were sitting talking about Barry’s brush with COVID while Brett couldn’t help commenting on his sheltering in place with Monica. “It hasn’t been that long since the reunion and here you are shacking up with Monica already,” he said, twisting the proverbial knife as he relentlessly teased Barry.

“Oh, shut up Brett,” Barry said. “I love her and I’m going to marry her as soon as I can. One of the reasons I wanted to have lunch was to discuss some details. I’m going to pop the question to Monica this weekend and I want you to coordinate this with her friend Noreen. My plan is to drive to Vegas, just the four of us in April and get married. I’m sure she will want Noreen as her bridesmaid and, even though you can’t keep a civil tongue in your head, I want you as the best man."

“I’m honored,” Brett said sincerely. “Give me Noreen’s number and I will call her this afternoon.”

“Very good, I appreciate it. I’ll text you the number.” Soon the talk turned to other things although Barry's focus was much more on Monica than anything Brett was saying. Brett, feeling these two had always been meant for each other, was thinking to himself, "Geez that only took 30 years".

The following morning Barry sent Brett the number for Noreen and Brett wasted no time in calling her. “Hi Noreen, this is Brett, I’m a good friend of Barry’s.”

“Why yes, Monica has mentioned you before as his high school buddy that dragged him to the reunion.”

“Yes, that would be me. Listen, the reason I’m calling is that Barry and I had lunch and he wanted me to call you and discuss some news.”

“What news would that be?” Noreen replied in a puzzled tone of voice.

“Well I’m sure you know that those two have been like two peas in a pod. Barry told me he loves Monica and he is going to ask Monica to marry him this weekend. He also told me he wants to do the deed in Vegas in April.He wants me as his best man and he’s also pretty sure that Monica will ask you to be her bridesmaid, so he wants you and I to plan a weekend in Vegas without telling Monica,” Brett told her with excitement in his voice.

‘That’s fantastic news.” Noreen squealed. “This is Monica’s secret dream. She also told me, just yesterday, that she loved him! I am so excited for her. When can we get together?” she asked breathlessly.

“How about Wednesday night at Buddy’s which has a nice patio?” he threw out there hoping she would bite.

“Sounds fantastic, I’ll be there. How about 6 o’clock?"

“Works for me,” he said without further ado. “See you there!”

Meanwhile Barry got through his day shuffling paperwork while Monica did what she did best, reviewing patient files and checking to make sure patient drug doses were right as well as being taken at the right times. She did have to chuckle reviewing one file of a lady that had fallen and broken a hip. The lady had constant problems with constipation and had been prescribed frequent fleet enemas as well as one dreaded milk and molasses enema which the attending nurse made no bones about in the report that it was not received well and the ensuing release made such a mess it took her and three aides to clean up. Monica smiled when she thought that it was a good thing that Barry didn’t get to read this report. He’d probably have her bottoms up and doing a reenactment! She wanted none of that.

She did get a call from him and knew from the sound of his voice that he was missing her as much as she was missing him. “Why don’t you drive to my place and make yourself at home?” she pleaded a little.

“OK, that sounds like a plan. I’ll pick up a pizza on the way. What’s your flavor?”

“Pineapple and artichoke hearts,” she replied.

“Yuck. How about half that and half with some meat on it?” he pleaded

“That’s fine with me. See you soon darling,” she said breathlessly as she allowed herself to use the term of obvious endearment.

Soon Barry wrapped up his day and pointed his Ram west. He jumped on the freeway and called in a pizza about 20 minutes out. He pulled into the garage about 15 minutes before Monica and put the pizza in the oven and then turned on the news. He heard the garage door opening and knew the object of his dreams was pulling in. Soon she was in his arms for a big hug and a kiss and she excitedly filled him in on her day. Nowhere during her rundown did she say anything about the patient and her enemas, but that silly thought kept popping uninvited into her head. They had a nice meal then hung out together on the couch until Barry said “Hey baby I missed you. What say you and I retire to the bedroom where I am going to take your clothes off and have my way with you.”

“You silky tongued devil, you know I can never say no to you!”

They soon had their clothes off and Barry eyes her milky smooth bottom and had a sudden idea. Without warning he pulled her over his lap and started spanking her.

“Hey what’s going on?” Monica squealed.

“Nothing major honey, it’s just been some time since you needed a spanking so I thought I would give you a good girl spanking.”

“That’s all right Barry, I plan on being a good girl,” she said as her bottom began to take on a nice shade of red.

“I know darling, but I want you to know that if I need to, I will spank you when you need it,” he said as he finished up the 40 swats and promptly rolled her back over and gave her a big kiss. She responded in kind and he dipped his finger into her cleft and found it quite wet. He thought it was a good time to experiment, so he started licking at her nipples and continued down until her got to her soaking wet pussy. He spread her lips and started tonguing her clit until he heard and felt her get off noisily. He then flipped her up on top of him and slid her up until his manhood was strategically positioned and she took him in her mouth. As she was starting up and down on his shaft, he moved his tongue down to her pucker and slid his thumb onto her clit. Her circled her browneye for a minute then stuck his tongue into her anus, all the while still working her clit with his thumb. She screamed at the top of her lungs and wiggled on top of him like a fish on the hook. He took his thumb off her bud and then licked a finger before burying it deep into her ass.

“Oh my God,” she screamed out before shuddering and going limp. He left his finger in her bung and after a minute she started back up, tonguing and sliding up and down his penis. Soon he was the one moaning and groaning and without any warning he shot his seed into her mouth. Monica didn’t seem to mind as she slowly finished him off and then relaxed limply.

He slid her off him, then spooned her holding her close. There was just something perfectly wonderful about her closeness and warmth as she lay there contentedly enjoying being held.

Soon enough day dawned, and they took a shower together and had breakfast before heading off in different directions, each thinking warm thoughts of the other. They didn’t know it, but Barry got hard and Monica got wet while on their respective drives to work.

That evening at 6 pm saw Brett sitting on the patio at Buddy’s, the local restaurant/watering hole. He looked up as a svelte blonde came up and asked if his name was Brett.

“Yes, you must be Noreen,” he replied with a smile. “Happy to meet you!”

“Why thanks Brett, should we get a table?”

They soon found themselves seated waiting for dinner and discussing Barry and Monica. The night seemed to fly by as they discussed possible venues for the wedding as well as hotel accommodations and other mundane details that all weddings, no matter how large or small seem to have. At the end of the night they made plans to find out where Barry was taking Monica on Saturday to pop the question and decided to show up and watch him ask her before joining the party. Brett promised he'd clue Barry in and get him to buy into letting them crash the party.

End of Chapter 4