originally by Diet
https://giantesscity.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=12&t=115670
NEEDS:
editing
a justification for their growing
Chapter 1:
“I’m sorry to have to impose on you like this Shari, I just don’t have anywhere else to turn.”
Michael was a good, guy, a really honest decent fella… Unfortunately… Shari thought, Good decent guys are the ones who always get the shaft. The tall woman smiled down at him. “Ah, Mike, of course you can stay in the guest bedroom for a few days.”
A look of relief, crossed the little guys haggard face, “Oh, thank you Shari!” he said with eyes filling with tears. “I’ve been sleeping in ratty hotels and on couches, for three weeks.” Quickly he moved his hand up wiping his eyes before any hint of a tear drop could fall down his cheeks.
Men aren’t allowed to cry… Shari thought absently, before walking toward the kitchen. “Coffee Mike?”
“Please…” came his quick reply.
Shari looked into the living room at a man whose entire world had collapsed and poured him a cup. After years of working together, she knew exactly how he liked it - black, no sugar, no cream. She stirred it as she walked, and offered it before sitting down next to him.
She felt briefly self-conscious about her attire. Michael was bearing his heart out, and she was wearing bright pink pajamas, complete with valentine hearts. Her hand patted his back as he leaned forward on the couch. “She really did a number on you, didn’t she?” Shari said quietly. He nodded in agreement, eyes staring blankly off into space.
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Shari had met Mike right after she was hired on at Norman Golf Course Design and Management. She had wanted to be an architect, design big buildings, but the economy tanked and she found herself happy just to get a job. Norman had about 225 courses in Florida alone, and more being built across the globe. Their base of operations was Miami where the design studio and management offices were located.
Shari found the work an unusual challenge. First, she had to quickly learn the ropes of golf course design, and second, 98 Percent of the higher management positions in the company were held by males. Shari had been a sports-aholic in high school and college, and hoped her tomboy background would help her with the boys club. It didn't...
The guys were polite, but when she was out of earshot, they complained vigorously that the only reason she had gotten the job was her 6 foot 2 frame and good looks. Hell, she didn’t mind! She did look dammed good! Years of playing sports and working out at the gym had left her with an extremely toned, strong body!
Maybe it was her natural assertiveness that caused the men to dislike her, or her height, or that she asked questions. The result was that, none of the men in the office wanted her on any of their project teams, or wanted to hear her suggestions.
Shari had reached the point of considering just hanging it up and resigning when old Mr. Norman placed her on a design team with Michael. “It will be good for you to start with a small course design, and learn from a man who knows how to take care of even the most minor of details.” Norman told her cheerfully as they walked back to Mike’s office the first time. “In fact I’d say he relishes making sure everything is perfect for the client.”
When they first met, Shari was quite impressed! Mike had a very happy disposition, and he was quite good at making every client feel like they were the firm’s top priority. Most importantly, he taught Shari all about design, without patronizing her. He really listened to her suggestions! In fact, he wanted her to ask questions, wanted her to throw out ideas, and especially wanted her to hold nothing back when designing a course.
She liked other things about him as well. He was an absolutely amazing dresser who stood out from the crowd with a kind of throwback style. Mike definitely liked the era of the 1940s. For client meetings he would dress to the nines slacks, long sleeved shirt, tie, and a beautiful old 40s styled hat. He was the only guy she knew who could actually pull off wearing knickers on the golf course and really, really look good.
When Shari let on that she couldn’t actually play golf, Mike took her straight out to the course and taught her how to play in the most uncomplicated way. Shari had fibbed about being able to play golf to Mr. Norman, but, thanks to Mike, when the old man took her out for a round you would never had known it.
They were certainly an odd couple, her and Mike, in that he stood just a tad less than 5 foot 5 and she towered at 6 foot 2. Early on, as the office made relentless jokes about them, she thought it wise not to wear any type of heel. She even found herself slouching a little in order to not appear too tall next to him. Mike would have none of it!
Shari smiled as she remembered him quietly pulling her aside at a meeting and saying... “Look, Shari, wear the tallest heels you can get your hands on! Stand up as tall as you can! Every possible client will remember us as the super tall woman with the little guy “It’s great for business!” he beamed out smiling. He was right… By the time they were handling the biggest and best clients in the office, the jokes had long stopped.
On his desk sat a little brass plate inscribed with a quote.
-- There are no limits as to how far a man can go, or what he can achieve, as long as he doesn’t mind who gets the credit --
A perfect sentiment, which fit Mike completely. However, after two years, Shari realized that Mike’s easy going style allowed others to take advantage of his excellent work. He wasn’t a pushover, but at the same time, he just was not good at putting the light on the great work he did. Shari realized if she worked to showcase both her and Mikes work, they could stage quite a coup and rise to the top levels of management. The good old boys around the office soon found Shari to be a shrewd contriver! Little by little Shari moved up the office ladder by making sure Mr. Norman noted their work. The old man was no fool, clearly recognizing the talent in Shari that Mike had helped to shape.
Finally, One day the old guy called them both into his office… After some pleasantries, Norman got to the point. “Mike, you are absolutely the best designer this firm has. You squeeze every penny, while creating the best possible design for the client. “All your reviews are excellent.” “For that, I’m giving you a much needed raise” Shari watched as the old guy paused, smiling… “$170,000 a year sound good Mike?” Shari thought Mike was going to pass out.
“Of…of course Mr. Norman!” he jumped up gleefully. “Thank you!” For Shari, what came next was the truest statement of how decent and loyal a man Michael was. “Mr. Norman”, he said quietly, “Shari deserves credit here…” “You are planning something for her aren’t you?”
“Mike” the old fella began, “I am…” For a moment Mr. Norman leaned back in his old office chair. “You see Mike, you are fantastic designer, but Shari here has that manager instinct, the desire to compete and win. Norman’s eyes met hers. “That’s why I want her to be my new Vice President in charge of our entire design department. “Shari you will have to be in charge of all our projects and that wild crew of men out there” he said pointing out to the office beyond his door. “As such, you will earn $300,000 a year; will need to travel the globe searching out new projects."
Shari couldn’t help but notice that Mike’s head dropped a little as he realized his 28 year old assistant would now be his boss. However, Mr. Norman wasn't done speaking. "Shari, you will need a great assistant, extremely talented in design details, and very budget conscious." Shari’s eyes sparkled, her lips forming a smile because she knowing full well Norman expected she would pick Mike. "Your assistant will earn an even $200,000." Norman added almost as an after thought.
“Congratulations Shari!” Mike said earnestly smiling over at his new boss.
“Looks like you got yourself two raises within ten minutes Mike!” she stated happily back at him.” I need your skills with detail and budgeting if I’m going to be successful!” In that moment the good old boys network at the office was completely broken for good.
Shari’s new office had a main door for all the boys pitching projects, and Michael had his own door into her office as his was right next to hers. His access to her was unchallenged. The boys had to make appointments with her secretary. Shari made sure Mike knew he could walk into her office at any time, for any reason, no matter what she was working on. He was always next to her when the boys came in and pitched projects. Like a good manager, Shari tended to sit back, watching reactions as Michael asked tough questions in design proposals. Never was he cross or patronizing, instead he asked tough questions in a pleasant tone never trying to embarrass.
Everything had gone exceedingly well, until that day Mike showed up at her door...
Mikes wife Maria had thrown him out of their home…
She had always been high maintenance, always attempting to live beyond her true means. She wanted a million dollar lifestyle on a 60,000 budget. In Shari’s eyes it was as if the tiny five foot woman saw herself as some type of queen. Never did Shari criticize or speak ill of Michael’s wife to him or anyone else, but she could see the little wench was just waiting for a richer man to come along. Being that this was Florida, Maria found one and promptly shut Mike out of their home. All the while, Mike said nothing, kept his problems bottled up as lawyers got involved…
The day he showed up her door was the first Shari had heard of his troubles….
Mike sat before her a complete mess as he rattled out all the things Maria had done. “At least I was able to get my clothes!” he stated angerly. “She always wanted the impossible, Shari.” He sat his coffee cup down on the table and put his head in his hands. “I could never please her.” Shari gently rubbed and patted his back. “Mike, these things happen, even to the best of people.”
For an hour he listed off all the things that had gone wrong in his marriage. Shari listened intently her blood pressure rising a couple of times as anger welled up in her. What a complete wrench Maria had been to Mike! She knew there had to be two sides to the story, but his stories matched the things she had been able to pick up about Maria when they had met each other over the years. For Shari, it was hard not to be mad! Mike was a decent guy! After working with him for years, she kinda felt like his protective big sister. Maybe it was his size, but she just had this feminine instinct to look out for the little guy. He felt like the brother she had never had.
Shari had barely any family of her own. Her dad had left when she was little and her mother struggled for years to pay the bills and raise her on her own. Shari, using height to her advantage, had played sports as a means to get into college. She wanted a good job to help pay the bills for her mom so she wouldn’t have to struggle. Shari never got that chance to see her mom retire and relax as she passed away suddenly, three months after Shari got a job at Norman Design. Everyone at the office sent the customary flowers to the funeral in Kansas. Mike took time off from work and flew out to be at the small funeral, even though they had only been working together for just a few months. Shari always remembered his kindness at the funeral, the fact that he took time to be with her in that awful moment.
As he continued to vent about Maria, Shari glanced occasionally at the clock. Her mind occupied with how to let Mike in on her biggest secret. She didn't have much time, Samantha would be coming home soon.
Shari had met Samantha right after she got her raise and moved into a beautiful condo over looking Miami Beach. The fall in the real estate market meant that she got the huge four bedroom condo with every upgrade for a song! She had actually met Samantha at an industry seminar over in San Marcos. What struck her at their first meeting was that Samantha, at six foot one, was nearly at tall as she!
Like her, Samantha had been poor growing up, had used her height to play sports, and was extremely intelligent. Samantha worked almost exclusively on the management side of the industry. Maintaining, equipping, and experimenting with new chemicals to improve already built courses was her specialty. The wealthy country club types who were all over Florida drooled over Samantha’s buxom toned body and readily bought whatever she suggested. Samantha gave her business card to Shari and a friendship between the women developed. As Shari dated one worthless Florida guy after another, Samantha became her confidant about love, work, and the frustrations of the single woman. Without realizing it, Shari was becoming enamored with the tall busty redhead.
One summer evening, after a day at the beach, the two had gone back to Shari’s condo and made love. No hitches, no hiccups, it just felt natural. Which was especially surprising for Shari, who had only dated men and suddenly found herself undeniably smitten by a woman. Over the course of a year, Samantha had transferred to Miami and then moved in with Shari. Fearing any and all repercussions, the two women agreed to keep the relationship quiet for awhile. To the world outside, Samantha was a renter. Of course Samantha knew all about Shari’s work and Mike, but he and everyone else at the office didn’t know about the real nature of their relationship.
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Finally, during a lull in the conversation, Shari broached the subject.
“Mike, there is something about me you need to know.” Shari spoke slowly taking in a deep breath. “You see Mike, I’m, ah, in a relationship.”
He looked over at her with a bit of surprise as, like him, she kept her personal life very private. “Uh, oh!” he began eyes wide. “Shari, if he is the jealous type, I can….”
With a wry smile Shari cut him off. “She…”
Mike looked at her, stunned. “She?” he repeated. His face lit up with comprehension. “Well, now…” he fumbled in a cute way. “That’s...” He began unsure how to finish the sentence.
“Look Michael,” she always called him Michael when she had something serious to say, “she and I have been dating for about a year now. I didn’t tell you or anyone at work because I’m very private and I didn’t know how it would be received.”
Suddenly feeling an urge to move, Shari got up and took his and her empty cups into the kitchen. “No…” she said from the other room. “Samantha is not the jealous type…” She looked up to see Mike chuckling on the couch at her last remark, and began laughing a bit also. “See at least you got no hulking guy to deal with… just a woman who is as tall as me!”
Mike let out an exaggerated sigh, “its okay, Shari, when you are five, five…. Everyone is taller than you.”
“Awww…” Shari said quietly a mock pout on her face as she walked back into the room. “Poor little Mikey!” her hand went out and ruffled his hair a bit causing him to laugh more.
“Seriously, though…” he said flatly. “I don’t want my being here temporarily to cause problems for you both.
Shari knew he wasn’t just feigning that he would leave if necessary. Mike would leave in a heartbeat if she asked him. It was just the type of decent guy he was. “In no way will it cause a problem, she does know about you because we work together.” He nodded quietly looking down at the floor. “Mike she is a very warm, intelligent woman.” “You have no worries!” “But…” she said loudly… “How about you grab yourself some dinner and get your things while I tell her alone?She should be back within the hour.”
As he stood and thanked her again for letting him stay, Shari’s mind focused on the second secret she hadn’t told him. Calling it a secret might be a little strong. Really it was just a strange suspicion, caused by a series of odd occurrences. The more these little occurrences happened, the more the two women focused on the cause.
They both were very slowly getting taller and soon, if they couldn't figure out the cause, Shari and Samantha….
Were both going to be two very big women…
Chapter 2:
“I’m sorry to have to impose on the both of you.”
“Now don’t you worry about a thing Mike!” Samantha stated happily as she looked down at the little guy in the entryway. “Here let me help you!” In a quick motion she reached down and grabbed both his suitcases. “Shari forgot to check our mail Friday or Saturday so she took a quick trip down to the lobby.” Samantha said leading him through the kitchen and around the dining area to the guest bedroom.
Shari’s condo had that new type of floor plan in which the Master bedroom was on one side and the guest bedrooms were on the other. “Here we are!” Samantha announced as she opened the bedroom door.
Mike was really impressed by the place! The condo was huge! “Wow!” was all the response he could muster. The room was really large with hardwood floors, a walk in closet, a big dresser, and it even had enough room for a desk and chair!
“Pretty cool room eh?” Samantha said happily. “You even have your own tv in here! This room was made for a guy huh?”
Mike smiled up at her, “Way too nice for me, that’s for sure!” “Ah! Now!” Samantha chided him. You haven’t seen the best part! The tall red headed woman walked over and pulled the curtain. As the drapes opened Mike looked down on all of downtown Miami with the ocean beyond. “Oh wow…” he stated softly. “Now..” Samantha said turning toward him. Do you need any help unpacking your bags?” Mike just shook his head in a no motion before speaking as he tried to take it all in. “Oh, no thank you Samantha.” “I really wanted to say just how…” she watched his head drop a little as he paused. “Thankful I am for you allowing me to stay here.” “Mind if I sit for a moment?” she asked him softly. “Of course not, “he said while starting to walk towards the desk to pull out the chair for her. “Oh, I’ll get it Mike.” Samantha waved him off with her hand. Slowly her six foot one frame bent into the chair, which looked a tad small for her.
To Mike, Samantha had a sort of exotic look to her. She had long flowing red hair with brilliant green eyes and full lips. Her complexion was fair with some freckles on the tops of her shoulders. He could see why Shari would be taken by her! Samantha was incredibly toned! She happened to be wearing these skin tight jeans with long rips and holes in them. Really more holes then jeans as well as a tank top shirt which was stretched across her amble bosom. As she sat looking at him for just a moment, Mike could clearly see that like Shari, Samantha was no fool.
“Mike,” she began slowly. “I can tell from what Shari has told me about you, that you are not one who likes to ask others for favors.” He watched as she drew in a long breath. “It must have been really hard for you to come here and ask for help.” Samantha watched as he dropped his head again. “I just wanted to say that, you are absolutely welcome to stay here as long as you like.” Mike raised his head a bit and looked over at her with sad eyes. “Mike, Shari thinks the absolute world of you.” “She thinks of you as the brother she never had. “Really?” he said with a tad bit of surprise to which Samantha only smiled. “Well, think about all you have done for her Mike.” “You are just as she described, too modest to see the great guy you are.” “As for me,” Samantha stated softly. “I know what it’s like to be on the bad end of a broken relationship.” Mike watched as she slowly rose up out of the chair. Samantha casually sauntered to the door. “Oh!” she said turning. “Bathroom’s down the hall.” He smiled. “Thank you Samantha….” He said voice drifting off. “And you are absolutely welcome!” she said from the hall way.
That night Mike found himself finally able to relax a bit as the three sat for dinner then watched a movie called “The Fighter” from Netflix on Shari’s massive Sony flat screen. “Good flick?” Shari asked looking over at him from the loveseat. Samantha sat right next to Shari, with her left hand slightly caressing Shari’s thigh. “Oh absolutely, “ Mike said standing up to stretch just a bit. “I think so too.” She agreed while rising up to walk into the kitchen. “What?” “Nobody cares to ask me what I thought?” Samantha said in a mockingly sad voice while putting her face into a pout. Mike had to smile at Samantha’s display. “Oh well what…” “Don’t let her guilt you Michael.” Shari called out from the kitchen cutting him off. “Sam is not the best in selecting a good movie to watch.” “Aww, babe!” Samantha protested, I pick a good movie every now and then!” Shari walked back into the living room and proceeded to pour Mike another glass of wine. He started to protest, but Shari would have none of it! “Tomorrow is the Fourth of July, Michael!” She said while ruffling his hair. “Live a little!” As Shari walked over to pour Samantha another glass, Mike couldn’t help but notice something odd. It was like Shari seemed to be, well somehow, taller? He quickly looked down so see she had no shoes on and then quickly dismissed the whole idea as absolutely crazy. After finishing one more movie Mike had to hit the bed.
As she shut the door to their bedroom, Samantha let out a sigh. “I really hate to say this Shari, but for a moment I could have sworn he noticed that something wasn’t right about you.” The statement stopped Shari from pulling back the covers on their king sized bed for a moment. “You think he noticed that I am taller?” she asked slightly spooked. “Possible.” Came Samantha’s reply. “Well, I wouldn’t put it past him Samantha.” “Michael has this incredible eye for detail…” Shari slipped off her PJ pants and glided into bed. “Of course if we keep growing, not just Michael will be noticing.” As Samantha slid into bed beside her, Shari remained quite for a long moment. Slowly, Samantha moved close, and placing her head on top of Shari’s breasts, her long locks of red hair falling over Shari’s arm. “At first, I thought I was just putting on weight, you know?” Shari began, hashing though the moments she first realized she was getting taller. “My clothes seemed a little tight and even my shoes hurt my feet a bit.” “Then you sent for your annual physical…” Samantha said, knowing the story. “And the nurse told me I was six foot four!” “Clothes kept getting tighter…’ Samantha added. “Now look at us!” It’s not like we were little bitty before Samantha!” Shari continued frustrated. “I’m now six foot six! And you…you” “I’m now six foot three” Samantha said quietly. Shari’s eyes wandered over to the side wall where they had made little hash marks to note their increasing height.
Samantha’s hand wandered slightly, her fingers slowly teasing Shari’s nipple though her top. “Sam!” “Shari said frustrated, “I’m not quite in the mood to…” “Ah! Come on Shari!” Samantha cooed… “I’ve been gone a whole week and….” Samantha added in a sweet tone… “It might help you to relax a bit?” Samantha felt Shari’s fingers begin to run though her hair… “I have missed you…” Shari said softly. Slowly Sam raised her head up and kissed Shari deeply. In moments clothes began to disappear as Samantha’s tongue teasingly licked her right nipple. “Oh…Samantha…” Shari moaned out…
By morning Shari stood six foot eight, Samantha six foot five…
As the morning sun crept into his room, Mike opened his eyes and looked at the clock. “Oh my gosh!” he exclaimed out… Nine in the morning! He had promised to make breakfast for Samantha and Shari. The two women didn’t seem to cook much. “Or at all” the passing thought caused him to chuckle just a bit as he pulled on his sweat pants. Last night he had gone to the store and picked up a few essentials. Pretty easy to find space in their humongous fridge as they mostly had frozen meals. He went down the hallway to take care of the most important business of morning… going to the bathroom. He made sure to not be rude and made sure to put the toilet seat down, before washing his hands. He walked quietly into the kitchen and began to mix up his recipe for Orange Coffee Cake.
He melted 2 tablespoons of butter, and then opened up a can of Pillsbury Grands biscuits, the flaky kind. The house was absolutely silent; so he was sure to be as quiet as possible as not to wake Shari and Samantha. He buttered up a 9 inch pan and put one biscuit in the center. Cutting the rest into halves, he arranged the pieces around the center biscuit with cut sides facing in the same direction. Using the rest of the butter, he brushed the top of the biscuits. Funny how doing something reminds you of better times. For a moment Mike was lost in thoughts of him cooking for Maria. Being a bachelor for so long caused Mike to learn how to cook. He had begun watching the food network to become a master of the grill, but soon found himself whipping up new recipes in the kitchen. Maria was always the final judge of his creations….
He turned his attention back to the matter at hand…
In a small bowl he combined some walnuts, some sugar, and just a little orange zest. Mixing it all up well, he sprinkled it over the biscuits. And put them in the oven… “Damm…” he said a tad frustrated, he forgot to turn on the oven. Walking up he set the thing for 350 after some fiddling with the buttons. He walked over to the counter and looked at Shari’s massive Kitchen Aid mixer. “hardly used…” he thought absently. In the bowl he put some confectioners’ sugar cream cheese, and some orange juice. He switched it on low to blend the mix until smooth.
As Samantha slowly rolled over Shari got herself up. Of course Samantha had been right, not that she was going to tell her Shari thought with a smile. The sex had been simply electric! In fact her whole body just tingled away as Samantha… Shari smiled a tad wider… She began to put on her baggy girly sweats, and in the distance, head the kitchen oven send out a loud beep. “10am already!” she said quietly, shaking her head at how late it already was. As she pulled up her sweats a look of real concern came across her face. She was taller! The pants felt far differently on her! The legs were somehow tighter around her thighs, and the waist was snug. The taller woman looked down to see the bottoms were ever so slightly above her ankles. She was sure these sweats were the slightly larger ones she ordered online! “No, now don’t panic…” he told herself. “It’s all your imagination; people don’t just grow taller overnight…” She chided herself for being so easily spooked… She moved to put on a bra and let out a frustrated sigh when it too seemed tight. Her breasts seemed to overflow their constant a little too much. Finally she reached for a T-shirt and found it tight in the chest, back, and even her arms! Shari sat down on the bed, “Did I get a little taller last night?” she asked herself softly…
One of her hands reached out to wake Samantha…
In the kitchen, the biscuits were at the halfway mark when Mike turned his attention to making some coffee. Ruffling thought the cabinets, he found the coffee, and the filters. Once he got the coffee into the filter, he filled the machine with water and found the on switch.
“Two inches taller by my mark Shari,” Samantha said with disbelief. “That’s not possible!” the taller woman said while taking a seat on the bed. “I can’t explain why I gained a couple of inches either. Shari buried her head in her hands for a moment. “Why is this happening to me?” “To us?” “I have no idea…” Samantha said the words while sitting down next to her on the bed. Shari raised her head up slightly looking absently at the far bedroom wall. “I mean I could cover up being six four or even six-six…but now I’m six –eight!” “People are bound to notice!” “Samantha’s hand slowly caressed her back. “It’s happening to me too baby!” she said softly. I’m what… six-four?
“I know Samantha…. I know…” “I’m just wondering what to do?”
Out in the kitchen the beeping of the oven caused Shari to slowly rise up. “Well, I guess I go give Michael a shock.” She laughed slightly. “I mean if he kinda noticed last night, he should really notice now?” “right?” “Hell, he’s five-five!” “I tower over him!” Shari walked to the bed room door and took a long sigh before opening it. “Look out world!” she said softly as she walked out with a slight bend just in case she was too tall for the door. Behind Samantha stood looking into Shari’s clothes to find something to wear.
Michael stood in the kitchen pouring his freshly mixed glaze over the Orange Coffee Cake he had just taken out of the oven. The coffee pot sat finishing its cycle. Shari watched him for just a moment while he finished his breakfast creation, his back turned toward her. “Well…. She thought… “It’s now or never.”
“Something sure smells great!” she said walking confidently into the kitchen while forcing herself to sound chipper. “Not too bad for a quick easy recipe, eh?” he said back turned. “How about some…” He finally turned around to look at Shari. His eyes just seemed to go up and up! Quickly he looked down to see her just standing barefooted! “Coffee?” she finished his sentence. “Ah, yes…” His mind reeled a bit as he looked at her. Shari’s clothes were, well tight. “Mike, you cooked all this for us, how about you sit down in the living room and I will serve you.
“Ahhh, sure.” He said quietly moving into the living room. Mike couldn’t piece it all together! Shari was absolutely taller! At least she looked taller, didn’t she? As he pondered Shari’s situation Samantha slowly walked into the room catching his eye. “Is she taller also?” as he sat lost in thought, Shari walked up with a bit of coffee cake in one hand and his coffee in the other. “Here you go Mike!” Shari said in the same chipper voice. “Uh, well thank you!” he said slightly voice wavering slightly.
For a long moment the three sat quietly having a bit of breakfast. “Mike this is absolutely delicious!” Samantha said in a fake happy voice. “Oh, thank you.” He said quietly. “Okay”, he said suddenly. “Please, please tell me I’m crazy, but you both seem to be…” he paused at the absurdity of his next word. “Taller?” “Well…” “Shari said slowly, “No sense in trying to bluff our way out of this any longer.”
Over the course of the next hour, Shari and Samantha filled Mike in on everything that had occurred.
“Michael, I just don’t know what to do!” Shari said tears filling her eyes causing Samantha to move to comfort her. “We just keep getting taller and taller. “If this doesn’t stop soon, we are going to both be really big!” He sat thinking over every detail for a moment. Shari knew him well and allowed a moment to process everything. “Well, if it were me…” he began, then stopped, not wanting to offer unsolicited advice. “Please tell us what you think Mike” Samantha said slowly. “Well, how about you go back to another Doc and have yourself measured up again, do some blood work. “See if anything is wrong?” “Well, she did just go to the Doc Mike.” Samantha asked pointedly. “Absolutely Samantha, I’m just thinking about a second opinion?” “Perhaps you could go also?” He said and waited for just a moment as the two women looked at each other in silence. “I mean ladies, “ he cleared his throat. “Other than that, I just wouldn’t know what to do?” “What is seemingly happening to you is….” He struggled for a word. “Unprecedented?” Shari looked over at Samantha…
“Couldn’t hurt right?” she asked…
“Yeah, Samantha agreed, “but…” The taller red head stood up and pointed over to Mike. “You get to go too!” “Me?” Mike said surprised. “What’s the doc gonna tell me?” “You healthy, just short?” he began to chuckle slightly. “No!” Samantha walked over to him and did the whole Shari, ruffle the hair thing. “For moral support!” Mike laughed harder, “Absolutely!” “You are so cute!” Samantha said happily as she walked into the kitchen to put up all their plates
“Now….” Samantha continued from the kitchen. “I’m not about to let this ruin an absolutely fabulous day!” “Right!” Shari said standing. “No sense in moping around!” “We, have a private Yacht waiting for us!” Mikes eyes widened. “Wow!” you have a Yacht Shari?” “Oh, old Mr Norman let me use it today.” She said with a smile. “You mean the one he uses to entertain clients?” “Yup!” she said with a wry smile. “Man all those other fellas in the office were trying to use that thing today and you beat em all to it eh? Mike stated amazed. “Oh Michael…” “Norman let me use it because I’m the one who made his company worth a billion dollars.” “True.” Mike said happily. “You sure did!” “Mike, I could not have done all that business without you looking over all the details in every project. She watched as he just shrugged. “I got a great boss, what can I say?” he said earnestly. “Shit!” she said laughing. “You’ve saved my butt quite a few times and you know it!” “That’s why you are going with us!” “Nah, he begged off, I’d just be a third wheel and I don’t want to ruin your good time.”
“Oh you are going!” Samantha suddenly stated from behind. “We’ve adopted you Mike!” her last statement caused him to laugh. “Awww, you ladies are the best!” he said honestly before thinking for a moment “I don‘t even have a pair of trunks.” “Ah, we can take care of that!” “Assuming we can squeeze into a bikini!” Shari stated flatly.
In two hours, Mike was all trunked up and sitting on a private yacht ready to watch the evenings firework display. The 60 foot yacht had a crew of four, one of whom made sure he had a perfectly made Gin and Tonic. As the yacht sat rocking right off the coast awaiting the fireworks display, Mike was amazed by the two women he was with. Shari had managed to fit into a yellow bikini. Her tanned legs seemed to go on forever, leading up to her tight bottoms. Her tummy was absolutely toned, absolutely flat. Her breasts were just barely contained by her top. Her long brown hair shined in the sun. Beside her Samantha was laid out in an impossibly tight black bikini, her red hair glimmering beautifully in the sun. Actually he had watched as she put on some serious sun block on. Even more than Shari, Samantha was toned, slightly muscular even. Her skin, was absolutely perfect, she had perfect muscled abs and much, much larger breasts were dotted with freckles as were the tops of her shoulders. Her large breasts really did look as if they were going to bust out of her bikini at any moment! Next to each woman was a cold bottle of Miller Lite. The day passed absolutely splendidly until evening set in.
A boat of drunk revelers pulled in close, yelling and whistling at the two ladies. At first both Shari and Samantha could see no real harm in it until one of the young bucks jumped into the water and got on deck. Mike stood up without saying a word and moved toward the guy who was clearly drunk. “Hey there babes!” he said lewdly. The guy stood a little over six foot was pretty muscled He looked over at Mike and laughed. “How about you two ditch Shorty here and hang out with a real man?” Mike watched Shari suddenly stand a look of real anger on her face. “Get the Hell of my boat!” she bellowed out. Mike moved reaching out and grabbing the guy who just as quickly threw him across the deck. As he tried to right himself, the guy just stood laughing at his plight. “That’s what happens when you take on a real man, midget!” As he got back up, even before he could utter a word Mike watched Shari move close enough to grab the guy on the wrist. Instantly the drunk let out a terrified yelp of pain. The yelp went to a scream as Mike definitely heard the snapping of bone. “You think you are a real man huh?” “Does it make you feel big pushing others around?” she hissed out, her face twisted in anger. The poor drunk fell to his knees screaming in pain as his bones ground together. In one easy motion, Shari literally threw a six foot plus dude right off the boat with one hand. The guy swam as fast as he could back to the party boat.
She looked over at Mike and instantly her face moved from anger to concern. Her breathing was heavy, chest heaving outward. “You okay Michael?” she said moving to help him up. Her hand grasped his left arm, and he was lifted by her with incredible ease. “Ah, just a bruised ego Shari…” he said looking up at her a little shaken by what he just witnessed.
“Damm Shari!” Samantha yelled… “Do you realize what you just did!?!”
The tall woman just looked down at Mike and smiled sheepishly. “Guess I didn’t realize my own strength, huh?” before he could respond Shari looked back at Samantha.
“Nobody messes with our Michael!” she said commandingly.
“Agreed baby” came Samantha’s quick reply.
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“My gosh, I’m hungry!”
Shari suddenly blurted out as they rode back from the fireworks display. “You wana go get something quick and easy babe?” Samantha said quietly from the passenger seat. “I am absolutely starving too!” Shari took a quick look down at herself, Ah way too tight bikini top, too tight short shorts…. “hair probably a mess” she thought. “I dunno Sam, she said with a sigh, I don’t really want to sit in any kind of restaurant and I don’t wana get fast food either. “Oh yeah, one step in a restaurant they the way we look, we’d have people gawking at us.” As Samantha spoke Shari was looking in the back mirror at Mike. He sat quietly looking out the side window. “In a different world…” she thought.
“Hey there fella…” She said softly back to Mike… “You get a vote here too.”
Mike was lost in thought, his mind replaying all the events which occurred. “She snapped that guys wrist like a twig!” the image stuck in his mind. People on the party boat had called the harbor police who dutifully questioned all involved. Good thing the drunken guy didn’t want to press charges! The whole time the police were questioning “James” the drunkard, Shari stood glaring at him. Mike watched with a slight amount of unease as the six foot eight woman stood, her eyes locked on James. Mike had never witnessed Shari so angry before! James changed his story to “I broke my wrist, it was an accident, I fell off the boat. “Never should have intruded…” Tall, muscular James was completely intimidated…. “No!’ Mike corrected himself.. “flat ass scared of Shari”. Shoo, he didn’t blame the guy! Of course, her kicking James ass in moments really didn’t do much to help his ego. In all honesty, it was extremely embarrassing that he couldn’t do much to defend himself or the ladies for that matter. “The price I pay for being five-five and extremely lean…” he thought. Then again, was he just being sexist? Chauvinistic? Women were perfectly capable of defending themselves, especially ones as tall and strong as Shari and Samantha!
“Shari to Michael?”
Her words, brought him right back to reality. He suddenly sat up in the seat. “Sorry ladies, I was just thinking about the fireworks.” A little lie, that he could tell, Shari did not believe for one instant. “We were talking about doing something for dinner.” She said with a tinge of concern in her voice. “Don’t wana go to a restaurant, don’t want fast food.” Samantha summarized.
“Well…” he said face lighting up. “I think I have just the thing!” Shari had to smile as Mike was just too dammed cute when he had an idea. “How about we stop at the nearest grocery store?” “What ya got planned?” Samantha inquired interested in what he was gonna whip up. “Ah, now” he said smiling in the back seat. “If I told you, It’d run the surprise.” “I gonna tell you now, though” he continued “It’s not going to be low fat” “Good!” Samantha said laughing, because today is a holiday, tomorrow we hit the gym. Shari, took an exit off the freeway, and within moments a “United” came into few. As she parked the car Mike jumped out. “Hey wait!” Shari called out “We can go?” “Mike?” She watched as he walked back and up to the front door of her idling Mercedes. “Now if you go you will see what I’m getting and…” The two women watched as he smiled. “The way you two look all decked out in those bikini tops, you’d give some old guy a heart attack, maybe cause some friction in a couple of marriages” “ What?” Samantha asked smiling “Okay heart attack I get, you made a funny there, but…” she continued… “friction in marriages?” Mike laughed a little harder. “Cause, that... quote”, his fingers moved making quote marks in the air. “married guy in there…” one of his hands moved slightly finger pointing at the store, “Is going to take one loooooong look at you two tall, beautiful ladies, and his wife isn’t gonna talk to him for the rest of the night!” He watched at both women burst out laughing. “You forget, I was once married…” “be right back!” Shari continued chucking as he took off. “Guess we could get a few looks baby!” Samantha said leaning in to give her a quick, discreet, peck on the cheek. “Wait!” Shari suddenly sat up slightly. “He said once married.” Samantha looked back at her with the same realization. “Once” Sam repeated softly catching on.
“Guess Maria let him know she was filing for divorce” Samantha said in a sad tone. “Well….” she said while letting out a sigh. “At least he didn’t have a chance to mope today.” “Right..” Shari agreed, with her voice drifting off to silence. “Always the really good guys, the guys with a great heart that get hurt the worst.” She said suddenly angry. “And I know Michael; he is a great one for thinking though the details.” “He would have sat in that quest room all day thinking about how he could have prevented being divorced.” Samantha’s hand moved to her thigh as Shari spoke. “Guess it’s just going to be up to us to look out for the little guy.” Samantha countered. Shari looked over at her love…. “Thank you for being okay with this…” she said softly.
“Hope he realizes what he is getting himself into!” Samantha said beginning to laugh with Shari joining her.
Within the story Mike moved quickly. Moving to the butcher area, he picked up two choice 1 ½ inch rib eye steaks, some pepper, and some heavy cream. Just to give the appearance of being health conscious, he thought he could whip up a little salad, He grabbed two containers of Plain Greek Yogurt and some Blue Cheese crumbles along with a cheap-o bag salad. Finally he moved to the liquor department and grabbed some brandy.
Heading back out to the car, he jumped into the back seat and looked suspiciously at Shari and Samantha. “You’ve been talking about me haven’t you?” he said smiling. As she started the car Shari asked simply. “Did she tell you she was going to file Michael?” He knew instantly what She was talking about. His hand went to his temple. “Just a slip of words there Shari, she told me last night by…” Mike let out a huff. “Text!” He blurted, voice cracking. “Of all the nerve!” Samantha stated angrily while shaking her head. “Did you text her back?” Shari asked pointedly. “No!” he said…. “That I will not do!” “Good!” Shari said while glancing in the mirror at him. “Michael, I know you must love her, and I know this is hard, but honey things will improve.”
“Absolutely!” he said half heartedly.
“Now just wait till you see what I’m gonna make you for dinner!” he suddenly sat up smiling. The act wasn’t very convincing, but Samantha and Shari played along in the unspoken knowledge that he wanted to change the subject. “Can’t wait!” Samantha said happily, “We are just famished!”
Once home Mike instantly went to work. He heated up Shari’s old cast iron skillet to searing hot with a little olive oil and peppered up both steaks. All the while, Shari and Samantha stood in the kitchen watching, and frankly towering over him. He seared up both steaks then took the whole skillet and put it in the oven, set on broil for the steaks to finish. While they cooked, he grabbed the Greek Yogurt, more olive oil and the blue cheese crumbles and made a simple dressing. Out came the steaks to be wrapped in foil. “Now comes the flashy part!” he said with flair causing both women to laugh. Grabbing a whisk he got all the good stuff at the bottom of the pan loose then poured in a half cup of brandy. Tipping the skillet slightly, Mike lit the brandy on fire. “ehhh?”…he said pointing to the skillet while smiling…”ehhhh?” His moment of dramatics with the brandy caused both women to let out a sarcastic oooooooh. As the flames dissipated, he poured in a full cup of heavy cream and whisked the mixture together. Unwrapping the steaks, he sliced them up, placing the cuts on three plates and pouring the sauce on top. Plating the salad, he put the dressing on top and carried the plates into the dining room.
“Damm Mike!” “That whole operation took you what, a half hour and you produced one astounding meal!” Samantha said between bites with Shari nodding as her mouth was full. He watched the two women scarf down the meal. They were both eating fast! If he didn’t know any better, he would think they hadn’t eaten in days! After the meal, both women stood and stretched, he couldn’t help but notice their bikini tops were at the absolute breaking point. Shari offered to help clean up, but Mike absolutely refused and eventually said good night to both as they headed off to bed.
“Baby!” Samantha said quietly while closing the door. “What?” came Shari’s quick reply. She was working on taking off her too tight bikini top. She looked down at herself. “Ohhh, that feels better!” “I think my boobs have gotten bigger too!” She was so distracted in, looking down at herself that Shari didn’t see Samantha crossing the room toward her. In an instant, the brilliant red head kissed Shari deeply, pulling her close. At first, Shari was a little taken aback, by Samantha suddenly kissing her for so long, and so deeply. However, Samantha was an absolutely fabulous kisser, and Shari found herself enjoying every second. “Baby!” Samantha said again “You were absolutely fantastic today!” Shari looked down slightly into Samantha beautiful green eyes. “Huh?” “How?” she stated not following what Samantha meant. “That guy!” Sam said the two words in awe. “You are so strong now that you broke that guys wrist with ease!” “Not only that…” Samantha continued. “You literally threw him off the boat with one hand!” Shari looked down at her body once more. “Well, like I said, I guess I didn’t realize my own strength.” Samantha suddenly leaned in and kissed her deeply again, one of her hands moved to cup one of Shari’s larger breasts. “Mmmm…nah…” Shari begged off “Baby, I need a shower, and I’m a little tired. “Oh no!” Samantha countered. “I need, you now, right now!” “That was so hot what you did today!” Again Samantha leaned in for a kiss, her fingers now teasing Shari’s nipples. “You liked it?” Shari said in amazement as the kiss ended. Samantha efforts were beginning to work. Shari’s big breasts began to become firm, her nipples hard. Slowly, Shari felt herself becoming wet with arousal. “Tell me, what I can do for my baby?” Samantha cooed pulling Shari, toward their huge bed. As Shari slipped off her short, shorts and bikini bottom, Samantha pulled off her top to reveal her bigger breasts. Breasts that had seemingly grown even larger since Samantha started getting taller. “Just look how big they are now baby!” Samantha stated softly. “I know how you like my big breasts, now they are even bigger for you!” Shari held back no longer! She tumbled into bed her mouth closing on one of Samantha’s big nipples. A long low moan escaped out of Samantha as her huge breasts became firm. In a smooth movement, Samantha rolled Shari over on her back. “No, let me please my powerful baby!” she said lustily. Their lips met once more. “Where does my baby need me?” Samantha whispered in Shari’s ear. “Lower…” Shari gently commanded causing Samantha to spend long moments kissing every part of Shari’s neck. “Now?” the red head asked teasingly. “Lower…” Shari prodded. With a smile, Samantha kissed Shari’s strong shoulders… “Lower…” Sam moved to Shari’s breasts, lovingly kissing, her breasts from every angle. “Shari, your breasts have gotten so much bigger!” Samantha whispered as her mouth again closed on her lover’s nipple. “Lower…” Shari said more urgently. “Of course my love..” she cooed leaving a long trail of kisses down Shari’s toned tummy. Every inch of Shari’s tummy was toned, was perfectly flat. With every kiss, Samantha could feel Shari’s increased strength. The tall brunette spread her long, strong legs wide, but Samantha wanted to tease just a little more. Sam took her time delivering kiss after kiss to Shari’s inner thigh. Down her impossibly long right leg Samantha kissed, then up her left leg, the anticipation was almost too much to bear! Shari’s moaned out, while concentrating on each pleasurable kiss delivered by her love.
Finally Samantha moved to Shari’s sex. Her long fingers plunged deep within as Sam’s tongue massaged Shari’s clitoris. Faster, then slower Samantha’s tongue moved as her fingers moved deep within. Shari’s writhed in pleasure as her lover pleased her. “Oh!” “S-S-S- Sam!” she moaned out loudly. Samantha’s eyes feasted on Shari’s body! Her tummy seemingly stretched on for miles, her bigger breasts heaved up in the distance. In fact, Shari’s breasts had grown so much Samantha couldn’t see her face as she had grown used to. In moments Shari felt herself give in to a massive orgasm. “Samantha!” she growled out in pleasure her body writhing on the bed. Shari’s hands moved to grab gently at Samantha’s long red hair.
Still breathing hard, Shari tugged at Samantha. The red head complied quickly moving her body up, placing her own long legs on either side of her lovers head. Shari’s strong, yet very feminine hands moved to Samantha’s hips guiding her sex. As Shari’s tongue found Samantha engorged clitoris. Samantha let out a groan. “Yea…baby!” she intoned. “You’re so strong…so tall…ugh!” Shari’s hands pressed into Samantha hips a little harder as she guided her lover against her. “Ugh!…..” Samantha moaned out her hands grabbed onto the headboard, rattling it against the wall. “Mmmmmm!” she gasped as her hands moved up to the wall. As her own powerful orgasm hit, Shari threw her head back, her red hair tossing up. “Oh, my… Shari!” “Ugh!”
In moments the two women were holding each other, the bed covers still tussled by their lovemaking. Slowly Shari moved to turn out the light…
In the guest bedroom, Mikes blackberry chirped out at 3am waking him with Maria’s little ringtone. With a sigh, he rolled over and looked at the text message. His eyes widened in shock as he saw Maria had sent him some photos. The text line stated the following:
“Drake decided it would be best if we sold our home Mike.” “As he stays here every now and then, we felt it uncomfortable for him to look at your things” “We packed them up for you.” What followed was photos of all his stuff sitting in the garage all boxed up. Mike, felt anger welling up within him, wanted to call her and scream! He took a moment to gather himself. Better to tell the lawyer and have him deal with it. He simply texted back…
“I didn’t think you could be so cruel!”
To which he received.
“I’m moving on with my life Mike, Drake is a more accomplished man than you will ever be.” “I just don’t love you anymore.”
At that moment, he finally saw what everyone else had known for years. He just mouthed two words, “Gold Digger” What small amount of feeling he still had left for Maria, ended at that moment. Still it was incredibly painful. Mikes thumbs worked the keyboard.
“When can I pick stuff up?”
He figured it would be better to try and get all his clothes and personal items while he could, who knew what Maria would do to his stuff if she got mad suddenly. His phone lit up with a text.
“Tomorrow afternoon” “I will leave at 1pm, you have a key still. After that, I will change the locks.”
“K” he simply texted back.
For about thirty minutes he tossed and turned, thinking about how his personal life was a complete disaster. Thinking about how he could have maybe made different choices, took different actions. Eventually, with a long sigh he got up. Grabbing his phone, he moved to the kitchen, poured himself a glass of milk. Looking out into the living room he thought to open the drapes. As he did the lights of Miami shone into the room. He sat back in a chair staring absently out into the night.
Shari woke hearing Mike moving around in the Kitchen, perhaps it was her over protective feelings for him, but she thought it would be wise to get up herself and check on him. Her longer legs slid across the custom made bed. Shari had been sleeping on a queen sized bed when she met Samantha. After a couple of nights together, Sam had convinced her they should order a custom bed. The 7 and a half by eight foot bed just barely fit in their bedroom! They had to order special sheets and everything! As her bare feet hit the floor Shari instantly knew she was taller. As she stood, Shari let out a little gasp. “How can this be possible…she said softly.” Her head was very, very close to the eight foot ceilings. She padded across the hard wood floors and squeezed into some sweats and a t shirt which left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Her even bigger boobs stretched the material, her nipples peeking though shirt just a bit. “I’m gigantic!” she groaned out while looking at herself in the bathroom mirror. She actually had to duck to get thought the dammed door! “Can’t be helped…” she stated flipping off the light and opening the door, “Mikes just gonna get quite a view!”
“Samantha…” she said quietly. “Sam…”
“Huh?” the red head kicked slightly waking. “I think we’ve gotten bigger baby!” she said trying to contain her rising panic. Samantha’s hand reached out for the light. As she rolled over, Sam’s eyes slowly adjusted to the light… “Oh my!” she gasped looking over at Shari…
“Seven Foot One…”
Samantha allowed the tape measure to wind back up as Shari just shook her head. “You’ve grown to six-seven…I’m seven-one…” her voice trailed off. “It’s just not stopping, Samantha said sitting back on the bed” “I’ll call a doctor tomorrow…” Shari said looking off toward the window. Samantha suddenly stood, still naked and gave her a hug. “Her head suddenly moved to rest on Shari’s shoulder. “It will be okay, right?” she asked softly. “Yes… we will make it.” Shari said mustering confidence, her arms moved around Samantha as the two stood for a long moment.
“I’m going to go check on Michael.” Samantha moved from her… “Yeah, you go ahead, let me grab some clothes and I will be out in a second.
Out in the darkness of the living room Mike heard something behind him. “I’m sorry if I woke you he said wiping tears from his face, voice cracking, as he tried to piece himself together. “Michael, what’s wrong?” Shari said sitting down and turning on the light.
“My god!” he exclaimed “You’ve gotten even bigger!”
Shari let out a sigh, it’s not stopping Michael. She said looking down at herself. “Let’s just talk about that in a moment.” “First, I can tell by looking at you, something is very wrong.” Mike grabbed up his phone and pulled up the texts Maria had sent. For a moment, the tall woman studied his phone intently. Mike was, frankly, pretty dang intimidated by her! Her should be loose sweats were taunt on her powerful legs. Her shirt just barely managed to cover her top half! He tried not to look at her nipples, but well… there they were.
“Mike?” Samantha’s voice caused him to turn. “You’ve grown too!” he exclaimed in astonishment. “Yeah…” Samantha said shocked herself. The huge red head sat next to Shari and tried to look at the phone. “What a complete b###h!” Shari suddenly blurted out forcefully. Mike was shocked by her angry expression. He just never saw Samantha get that upset. “What?” Samantha asked insistently, causing Shari to hand her Mike’s phone. In an instant, Shari got on her knees before Mike throwing her long arms around him. Shari’s chin rested on his left shoulder as she squeezed him tightly. “Total dammed b###h!” Samantha exclaimed out loud. The tall red head, stood her shirt tearing ever so slightly, and moved to Mikes other side throwing her arms around both Shari and Mike. The three stayed there for a long moment before Shari moved back slightly “We are completely on you side here Mike!” Samantha said while walking into the kitchen to get a glass of water. “You gonna be okay honey?” Shari said softly, her hand moving up to his hair, fingers running though it.
“Absolutely!” Mike countered as forcefully as he could. Shari just smiled back at him, a lonely sad smile. “Good try there Michael.” She said softly caringly. “Okay, he sighed…“I’d be lying if I said I’m not hurt, If I said, I didn’t wish her ill in some way.” “Somehow I just thought she was bluffing, that she wouldn’t actually file for divorce.” “Don’t let those feelings eat you inside.” Samantha said in the distance while leaning up against the kitchen doorway. Mike noted that the Miami Dolphins tee she was about to burst trying to hold in her gigantic breasts. Her sweat shorts rode extremely high on her incredible legs.
“Right…” he countered slowly
“Her own actions will come back to haunt her Michael,” Shari stated flatly drawing his eyes back to her. “It’s all karma, honey” He let out another long sigh…
“Tomorrow you are going to show up at your place with two very tall, very strong women Mike!” Samantha said grumpily. “Ah, now… you both have to go to work.” He began, causing Shari to laugh. “I don’t know about you, but I’m not going to work looking like this!” Standing to her full height, Shari looked down at him in the chair. “My gosh, yes you are tall!” “and yes very strong!” he blurted out. “Don’t you think perhaps…” he began only to be cut off. “I will worry about my increasing height later Michael, right now you are our priority.”
Shari turned to walk into the kitchen, her heavy footfalls sounding on the floor boards. “Hell, it’s nearly four, I’m gonna head back to bed.” Samantha said with a yawn while moving out of Shari’s way. “In a way…” Shari said from the kitchen while getting her own glass of water. “I’m glad, Maria chose not to be there tomorrow, I sure feel like giving her a piece of my mind” “Oh my!” Samantha said smiling teasingly while walking back to bed. “coming babe?” she called to Shari. “Right behind you, Shari called out flipping off the kitchen light.”
“Why don’t you try and sleep Michael?” she said gently. “Of course, I will head off to bed in just a sec…” he said in a far away voice.
At 5:30am Shari woke once more…
Quietly she tip toed out into the living room noticing the sun rising out the window.
“Michael!” she whispered, her irritated voice causing him to rise in his chair abruptly.
“What are you doing still up?!” she continued in a grumpy whisper.
“What are you doing up?” he whispered back causing Shari to put her hands on her hips. “Now don’t you be turning this back on me!” she complained. “You’ve been sitting here lost in thought haven’t you!” there was slight growl in her voice. Shari moved to his chair kneeling in front of him as before. “You have got to stop beating yourself up over this!” “Quit going over every little detail!” she scolded. “These things happen!” “Today we are going to get your stuff.” “Today you begin to put the past behind you.” “Today you start a new and better chapter in your life!” she whispered in a raspy tone. As she talked Shari’s fingers moved though his hair ever so gently.
“Yes…” he said quietly. “I’m causing you to worry, when you should be sleeping Shari.” Mike hand moved to pat her left hand. “You are one man, I don’t mind worrying about Michael” “I’m going to be here to take care of you no matter what!” “So is Samantha.” She whispered.
Then with no warning, Shari leaned in and kissed Mike deeply! A kiss which seemed to last forever as Mike felt Shari’s big breasts push against him. Suddenly, she rose looming up over him…
“Get a little sleep baby…” she stated softly, before walking back to her bedroom.
Mike sat stunned in the chair…
Chapter 3:
At the house, Drake waited impatiently… 1:30 and the three hadn’t shown up yet. “He wondered if that little turd Mike would even show. From what Maria had told him about Mike, Drake was unimpressed.
Back at the house, Both Shari and Samantha insisted on taking a shower. Mike thought about arguing that showering would make them all late, but he thought better of the idea. It would probably be better for him to not argue with two very tall, very strong women. When the two emerged from the Master Bedroom, both wore t-shirts and long sweat pants even though it was at least 95 degrees outside. Mike had changed into a pair of shorts and a tee, trying to keep as cool as possible. “Ah, its kinda warm outside, do you…” he began half heartedly. “Don’t worry Michael, Shari stated gently. “All part of our plan..” “Plan?” he asked to which Shari only winked.
The three moved down the hallway toward the elevator as Mike texted Maria that he was running late. Her curt reply simply stated that Drake was waiting and would leave at four as he had an important meeting or some such nonsense. Shawn couldn’t help notice that people who happened to be walking in the corridor glanced up at Shari and Samantha with a mixture of, well, for lack of a better term, awed disbelief! All the attention didn’t seem to faze the two women however, both walked with real confidence, almost like they were royalty! As they entered the elevator, Mike found that Shari had to dip her head a little to get thought the doors! As they stood watching the numbers fall, the elevator stopped at the 12th floor. Two men hurriedly moved to get in, then noticed six eight Samantha and seven one Shari. Just as quick they stepped out again and the doors closed. “Are we that scary?” Samantha asked down to Mike. “Ah, well you are both….” he struggled slightly trying to find the words causing Shari to laugh. “He’s trying to say yes Sam!” Shari blurted out laughing. Her hand moved down and ruffled Mike’s hair. As they walked out to the U-haul Samantha’s hand suddenly moved down, her fingers moving though Mike’s soft hair. Just a quick little touch to let him know everything was going to work out. The amazing thing was that the two women were so much taller than Mike that he found himself walking extra fast to keep up.
As they got in the truck, Mike didn’t quite think Shari and Samantha were going to fit up in the front seat with him! He found himself scooting just a little further, then a little further up against the driver’s side door. With much jostling and with knees jammed up against the dash, the two women finally managed to get in. “My gosh!” “This is a tight fit!” Shari’s exasperated tone, underscored her discomfort. The front cab of a U-haul wasn’t necessarily a comfortable ride in the best of circumstances. “Yeah, somehow I don’t think we will be taking your little Mercedes out anytime soon!” Samantha added slowly all the while she was busy trying to not take too much of Mikes space as the little guy began to drive.
They drove along in silence for a moment before Samantha slowly moved one of her long powerful arms up and around Mike’s shoulders. As she did so, the tall red head moved closer to him. “That’s better,” Samantha said in a low whisper her soft voice rising above him. Beside Samantha, Shari moved slightly letting out a little sigh that she had more space. Mike felt Samantha’s finger tips slowly drag along his upper arm, then back, dragging slowly up once again in a long gentle caressing motion. As they drove on the freeway, Samantha suddenly asked…
“Are you scared of us Mike?”
Out of the corner of his eyes Mike noticed Shari leaning forward a little in order to gauge his reaction to the question. “No….” he said softly, knowing the question was a natural follow up to the brief conversation in the elevator. Truth was he was just a bit worried. Worried about what these two women could do if they were to get upset with him for some reason. “Good”, she said softly in return. “Because you know that neither I nor Shari will ever hurt you.” For a moment silence returned to the cab before Shari spoke up again. “Mike, if we…” she paused for a moment. “keep getting taller…” For a long moment, Shari paused, attempting to find the right words “What I’m saying is we don’t have a plan really and could use your help.” He took his eyes off the road for just a moment and glanced over at Shari. “Absolutely” he said firmly. “I will do all that I can to help.” “We want you to stay with us, be with us…” Samantha added gently. “I know it’s a strange situation, but we can do this Michael” Shari continued softly as he took a freeway exit. “Remember we both really have feelings for you.” He couldn’t help but look over and up slightly at Samantha who nodded gently. “I… he began…” “Just tell me one thing…” Shari added cutting him off. “Just tell me you will stay with us Michael.” “What’s happening to us is, well, frightening!” “Seems my body isn’t my own anymore!” she continued… “It’s unnerving! Mike saw her point. His mind couldn’t help but wonder exactly how much taller the two could possibly get.
Finally after 45 minutes of driving he pulled up in front of the home Maria and he had shared. A beautiful 3600 square foot home which Mike’s new salary allowed him to afford. He had dreamed for years of being able to afford a home located right on a golf course! Just when he had gotten the home, barely a month into living there Maria broke the news that she was having an affair. His world turned upside down.
In the driveway, sat a beautiful Bentley which Mike supposed belonged to this Drake character Maria was in love with. It really pained Mike to know that another guy was spending time in the house he had planned to have for himself and his wife. “Wow!” Samantha began. “Looks like your ex-wifey picked a real sugar daddy there!” “Yeah…” Mike said voice trailing off... he sat for just a minute in silence “Let me get on out and knock.” He finally stated in a fake, everything is alright type of tone. As he rang the doorbell, Samantha and Shari breathed a huge sigh of relief as they were able to slide out of the cramped quarters of the U-haul cab.
“Mr Montoya?” Mike asked trying to remain pleasant despite the circumstances as the door opened. “Your Mike I guess?” Drake looked to be about six foot with graying black hair and goatee. The slightly heavyset man walked out of the front door, breezing past Mike with a note of arrogance and went straight to the key pad on the garage door. “You know that you were supposed to be here at 1 sharp, not 2 ####ing thirty right?” he said to Mike as the garage door trundled up. “I understand that Mr. Montoya Mike began his eyes watching Samantha and Shari slowly walking up the driveway. “I don’t know what you do for a living, but I run a construction company and when I say I’ll be somewhere at a certain time I’m ####ing there!” “I completely understand,” Mike added quickly not wanting to start any trouble. “And I’m sorry for running late, if you will just allow me to get my stuff, I’ll be out of your way in just a moment.” Suddenly, Drake felt a hand on his shoulder. Mike watched wide eyed as Drake winced in pain as Shari’s hand tightened on his shoulder slightly as he turned to look the big man’s eyes widened in shock as his mouth opened. Shari happened to glance over at Mike who was busily shaking his head in a definite no gesture. With a smile the tall woman released her grip, a smirk upon her face as she looked down at Michael.
“Damm!” Montoya sputtered “You two are tall!”
Mike noticed that as Drake gawked at both Samantha and Shari his hand was moving up to rub the shoulder that Shari had squeezed. Shari calmly moved her hand away while forcing a smile down at Drake. “We sure are honey…” Samantha said sweetly behind Shari. She peeked around Shari smiling broadly. “Now, we promise to not take very long moving these boxes and furniture.” “Samantha laughed inwardly as Drake turned to putty as her lover poured on the sweetness. “My goodness!” Samantha continued sweetly…. “This weather is sure warm today!” As she began to reach for her tee Mike couldn’t help but notice how Drake’s eyes widened quite a bit. “You mind if I take off my tee honey?” she said with the same sickly sweetness. Mike noted that while Samantha was doing all she could to act sweet, Shari’s expression of dislike never softened. Drake however had the appearance of a man who just won the lottery. “Of course not sweetie…” he said in full bravado. Slowly, and with a big smile, Samantha raised up her tee to sensually reveal her huge breasts. Her breasts were of such a size now that the dark red bikini top she wore just barely contained them. “Phew!” she said shaking her long red hair free. Mike was just as transfixed as old Drake was! “Now, how in the hell did you two gorgeous ladies end up with short stuff here?” Drake scoffed. That same angry look that Mike had witnessed on Shari’s face while on the yacht returned. Once more Mike’s eyes made contact with Shari’s and he shook his head in an even more vigorous no motion behind Drake. Despite Mikes attempts to invoke calm in her Shari just wanted to make absolutely sure old Drake knew who was really in charge here… Ever so slowly, and with supreme confidence, Shari moved closer to Drake. She completely invaded his personal space and simply towered up looming over him. It wasn’t just Shari’s height that was amazing, it was the fact that she looked so incredibly strong! “Well”, she stated in a very business like tone. “You know the old joke, size doesn’t matter?” Drake followed her eyes as they moved from him to look at Mike. As her hand once again descended to his shoulder, Drake’s false bravado cracked and he backed away slightly. “Well, you are welcome to grab your things here Mike.” Drake said quietly with his head down. His body language clearly indicated his unease with Shari. “Honey?” Samantha asked Drake… “You happen to have something for us to drink?” It’s very warm, you know?”
“Yes, of course”, he said a little too quickly clearly showing his discomfort. “Let me get you something from the house.”
In the next hour Shari, Samantha, and Mike worked quickly to load boxes of clothes, his furniture, and whatever else was left of what was once his world. The entire time Samantha buttered up Drake. By the end of the hour Shari had finally taken her tee shirt off also, exposing her bikini top to a practically drooling Drake. Mike had to admit that seeing the two women in just sweats and a bikini top loading up boxes and furniture was quite a show. Samantha would often bend over quite low before Drake so he could get an amazing view of her ample cleavage. Every now and then as she walked past Drake Sam would toss her head slightly letting her long red hair catch the breeze. Shari was also attempting to be sweet, trying to be flirty, but there was a definite edge to her demeanor. Even Drake picked up on the fact that it would be wise not to engage her in too much conversation. To Mike, it seemed as if, Shari’s attitude was one of “Mess with me and I’ll squash you like a bug!” Michael was glad she was on his side!
The little guy noted that despite the 98 degree heat and humidity neither Shari nor Samantha even broke a sweat! It seemed both women were impervious to the hot weather! Even more, Mike watched as the two moved even the heaviest of furniture with contemptuous ease! He however, was rolling with sweat! After a solid hour of moving items Mike found himself running a tad low on energy while the Sam and Shari were still moving quick, still ready to work more!
Samantha’s investing her time in laying on the sweetness with Drake allowed all three into the house to look over the place just in case he had anything else within. Shari’s arm went around him as the four stood in silence for a moment. It was really up to the lawyers to divide up the rest of the property he and Maria had owned. As he looked around, Mike was seeing the past really. His life that was…. “This is just an empty shell of what was…” he whispered to himself… Shari picked up on his words, and her arm suddenly went around Michael pulling him close to her side.
“Now Mike… “ Drake said suddenly breaking the stillness of the moment. Mike turned to see the heavyset man sitting down at the dining room table. The chair he fell into protested a bit by creaking a little under his weight. “I know that Maria has lawyers and you have a lawyer, but really..” he paused looking over at Mike like a fighter sizing up his opponent. “Really we don’t have to drag ourselves thought all that.”
“I’m listening…”
Mike said firmly staring back at him across the table. Drake’s hand suddenly moved out gesturing for all of them to have a seat. Mikes gaze never left Drake’s as the three took places at the table. Mike and Drake sat on either end of the table, Shari and Samantha at the sides, knees bumping the table. As they sat, the heavyset man pulled out a check book from his back pocket. “You know I hate lawyers Mike, they suck you dry.” He smiled a bit as he continued. “I don’t know what yours is costing, but Maria is having me pay some guy $300 an hour just to find some way of swindling you out of house and home.” “That’s usually what lawyers do Mr Montoya.” Mike said smiling back. Drake cleared his throat slightly, “Well, I tell you what Mike, how about we skip the lawyers and come to some type of agreement.” “Between the lawyers driving Maria crazy and then Maria driving me crazy I can’t get a moment of peace.” Drake’s smile faded slightly as he saw that Mike and the two women were in no mood to hear his sob story. “Look, I will offer you right now, this moment $500,000 dollars.” “That’s far, far more than half your interest in this home and furnishings.” Mike sat silently for a long moment. Knowing him well, Shari couldn’t help but smile. Drake, like seemingly every other negotiator always underestimated Michael. “Two Million…” Mike suddenly said causing Drakes’ mouth to fall open. “You’ve got to be shitting me!” he bellowed. “How in the hell did you come up with that outrageous number!” “It should be more.” Mike said calmly. “You see, while you’ve been…. “putting up”… with Maria, I’ve been living in hotels and paying rent to these two ladies.” “I’ve also just had to take off work and have been paying a lawyer $200 an hour to work on this case.” “It adds up there Drake, that money really does add up doesn’t it.” As he smiled back at Drake, Mike glanced over at Shari, noting that she also had her game face on. The powerful woman sat staring old Drake down as she had done with countless contractors who overcharged to build golf courses. His eyes then moved to Samantha who was sitting wide eyed, mouth open slightly. “No game face there…” Mike thought “Not up on the whole negotiation thing.” As Drake slumped in his chair slightly, Mike added more. “I don’t know if Maria has told you, but we also have quite a portfolio of stock and precious metals. “You see, I’ve always put some money away for a rainy day, don’t you Mr. Montoya?” I’d say to be really fair; I’d need at least, oh… four million from you.” “What dammed portfolio?” the big guy bellowed. “You mean she hasn’t told you?” Mike said sharply. “Not good Drake, those in love should never keep secrets.” He finished wryly “You write me a check for four million and I’m out of your hair forever.”
“Sounds like a good number to me…” Shari chimed in softly.
“And just what the hell would you know about this girly?” Drake shot back. Mike watched as almost cat like, Shari suddenly moved to grab Montoya’s arm. Drake winced in pain as her fingers griped his fore arm like a vice. “Now there’s no need for unpleasantness here…” she paused a moment then added “Shorty…” With incredible relish, Shari’s hand suddenly let go leaving what would soon be a clear bruise on his forearm. Drake rubbed his arm with his hand all the while looking over at Shari like a wounded puppy. “The real question is Mr. Montoya…” Mike paused as Drake’s eyes moved back to his. “The real question is how much are you willing to pay to never see or hear from me again?” “No more lawyers, no more lawsuits…” Mike continued. “You’re a man of some means Mr. Montoya, how much is having peace back into your life worth?”
Drake leaned back into his chair thinking. The two men stared at each other for some time… “Alright, three and you got a deal Mike. “Four…” Mike said softly. “Think of my pain and suffering Mr. Montoya.” Mike said in a mocking tone. “Dammit!” Drake slammed his fist onto the table. “Look will 3.75 million get you out of my hair for good?” Drake countered almost begging. “No, 4 million will…” Mike countered “Hell!” Drake shouted, “You will get far less that than in court!” Mike leaned in as Shari and Samantha looked on. “Yes, but I will make sure to tie this up for as long as I can Mr. Montoya.” “You think Maria is being a pain in the ass now, wait till you see her after dealing with me for a few more months, or should I say a year?” Drake slumped back in his chair, considering all that Mike has just thrown at him. “Alright, if I give you four ####ing million, will you drop all your claims?” Shari and Mike both smiled inwardly, knowing Montoya was on the ropes waiting for the knockout punch. “Yes, Mike said calmly, pleasantly.. “With just one more thing…” “What?” Drake said exasperated. “In the Miami branch of the Bank of America is a safety deposit box, I want all of it’s contents.” He could see that Drake knew zero about any safety deposit box. “Also in the back closet of this house, sunk into the floor is a safe, I want it’s contents as well.” “What in the hell do you got in there?” Drake asked… “Wait never mind, Hell just get your asses out of here!” Mike smiled inwardly, because in his anger, Drake didn’t care to ask what was in the safe and lockbox.
In moments Montoya was writing a business check for four million dollars!”
Mike stood and walked back to the back bedroom Samantha following. “Let me get the contents of that safe. He called from the hallway. As Mike and Sam left the room, Shari leaned in to watch Drake write the check.
Once in the back bedroom, both Mike and Samantha kneeled down and he pealed away part of the carpet to reveal the sunken safe. “Damm Mike!” “You do think of everything!” Sam stated in a tone of awe. “Sometimes it pays to plan Samantha.” Mike said soft glancing over at her with a smile. “I can see why Shari trusts and loves you so much.” The tall, redhead stated quietly as Mike punched in the number code to the safe. Their eyes met as he pulled off the top to reveal two cloth bags. He handed one to Samantha who quickly too a peak inside. “Gold coins!” she exclaimed loudly in astonishment. “Shhhh!” he pleaded to her crossly. “In the other smaller bag were small silver bars, silver coins, and some old Treasury Bonds. “Sam”, Mike said quickly, “Grab that shoebox over there.” As Samantha handed it too him, Mike dumped out a pair of Maria’s shoes and put the loot inside. “Samantha, you’re so strong that you can carry this and make is look like nothing.” Over the top he put some other miscellaneous items from the safe, photos of his great grandparents, his grandparents wedding ring and band, and a copy of his own parents wedding certificate. Samantha quickly closed the box…
“let’s go…” he said calmly.
As fast as possible the three squeezed back into the truck, Mike found himself right next to Samantha again, However this time her tee shirt was gone and he was right next to her bikini clad body. Samantha’s large breasts were tantalizingly close next to him as they rode along straight to the bank.
“Son of a b###h Mike!” Samantha boomed out as Shari bust out laughing. “Four ####ing million!” she said absolutely in awe. Next to her Shari stated what she had known for years, “Mike is one hell of a negotiator!” she stated with pride. Samantha took the box top off and pealed by the photos to reveal the gold and silver. “How in the hell did you get all this!” she literally squealed out amazed. “Oh every payday, I’d put some money away into metals, he said calmly. “I’d just buy em and save em” “Been doing it for years and years Samantha. “But what is in the bank Mike?” Shari asked astutely causing him to smile a bit. “More of the same, except with a few other items.” He said smiling. “Now we’ve got the get to the bank, deposit this money, and withdraw that safety deposit box. “Maria didn’t know of all this, did she?” Shari asked wryly “Oh, she knew” Mike stated honestly. “She just didn’t ever bother to ask how much.”
While Shari and Samantha waited outside, Mike looked on as the teller cleared Montoya’s check and put it in a separate account, He then was cleared into the vault were he removed a long slender lock box and placed it’s contents into… another old shoebox. He walked quickly back to the U-haul and the three were off to unload at the storage facility.
That night they ordered in three huge pizzas in celebration! Mike got two pieces, the ladies quickly downed the rest to his amazement.
Samantha and Shari sat on the floor looking at the amazing amount of gold and silver coins sitting on the living room coffee table. Sam noticed Mike looking at her clearly amused. “Sorry she said blushing a little, It’s just that I’ve never seen so much damm gold before!” “Must be, what?” Shari began, “$400 or $500,000 here in gold alone?” “Well, more than that, he said quietly. “I’m just amazed that you were able to get all this!” Samantha added. “Well, when my parents passed, I inherited quite a bit, which I added to.” “You’ve never talked much about your mom and dad.” Shari stated in a more subdued tone not wanting to possibly step into some old wound Mike may have. “Oh they were quite wealthy, but taught me live frugally and spend wisely.” As Samantha got up to grab Mike another Miller Lite. “Very strict people my parents…” The look in his eyes convinced Shari that no more questions were necessary. As he politely accepted the beer from Samantha, Mike added. “Actually they owned a place outside of Las Vegas which I own now.”
“Nevada?”
Sam asked excitedly causing both Shari and Mike to give her a sarcastic look. “So, you still haven’t shown us the other box from the bank Mike.” Samantha said quickly changing the subject. With a smile he sat his beer down and reached back on the couch for the other shoebox. Dramatically taking off the lid, he took out two more bags of gold and silver coins, some from the early 1900s. However it was the diamonds, rubies, emeralds, and brilliant sapphires arranged in beautiful settings that awed Shari and Samantha. “All of these bought with Vegas real estate money over many decades.” Mike said quietly. He picked out a diamond and emerald pendant, while looking up at Samantha with a smile. Slowly, silently he gestured for her to move closer. Sam moved from her sitting position on the floor, rocking forward onto her knees, she placed her hands on Mike’s thighs as he sat on the couch. Gradually he placed the diamond necklace around her neck, the tear drop emerald pendant, dropped down to a position just above her beautiful breasts which her red bikini top was still staining to contain. “I think this one matches your eyes Samantha.” He said softly. In a fluid motion the red head leaned forward and gave Mike a deep kiss. “Ah, Mike, we can’t take these from you!” Shari began from behind in a slightly awkward tone of voice. Before him Samantha slowly backed away, her eyes still locked with his. “Why not Shari?” he asked softly. “This jewelry has been sitting in a lock box for nearly 20 years.” “It needs to be worn.” “Who better to wear it than the two most beautiful women in Miami!” he stated smiling. “Flatterer!” Shari said laughing. “Oh, but look here!” he said temptingly while waving her over. Slowly Shari stood to her full seven foot one inch height and padded over to him on her bare feet. She looked down upon him from high above. Mikes eyes slowly moved from eyes level with her knees, up her tanned, toned thighs, past her little sweat shorts she had put on. Continuing to look upward he was amazed by her toned flat tummy and her huge breasts. Finally their eyes met! “Ah, could you…” he began unsure. “Of course baby…” she cooed gently. Her knees bent as she lowered herself sensually to be on his level. “I thought this particular necklace would be perfect on you.” He said blushing slightly. “He is so cute!” Shari thought as he pulled a ruby and diamond pendant from the box. In white gold were alternating rubies and diamonds in a box pattern. A long string of diamonds held a large square ruby pendant. “I think it matches your fiery personality, Shari” he said incredibly softly as their eyes met. “It’s so very beautiful…” She said as her hand moved to grab a fist full of his shirt. With ease, she pulled him to her, kissing him deeply. In moments Shari had completely pulled him off the couch and onto the floor.
“Shari I…”
“Hush Shari whispered as behind her Samantha tugged loose the strings holding her bikini top.
“Are you ready for this Michael?” Shari whispered in his ear. Before he could even answer, she kissed him deeply as he lay on his back. All the while her hands pinned his arms down on the floor. She rocked back on him, her impossibly long legs moved to either side of his waist. Before him, she tore her bikini top off revealing her huge breasts to the man she had loved secretly for so long. Leaning in, Shari allowed him to take one of her hard nipples into his mouth. Michael used his tongue to tease her huge nipple as Samantha watched the bulge in Michael’s shorts rose higher and higher.
Samantha decided it was up to her! In moments she pulled his sandals off. Working quickly, she tore both his shorts and underwear completely off. Her eyes widened a bit… Michael wasn’t small where it counted.
“Now baby… Shari said down to him as she reared back once more scooting her body up just a little so her legs sat on either side of his tummy. Her strong hands let go of his arms. “Do you think you might be able to please one very tall girl?” she asked coyly. “I…” he began only to have her lovely finger press against his lips. “It’s kind of a rhetorical question…” she began giggling a bit. “We will both… “ Shari paused to look back at Samantha… “get a chance to try you out?” Sensually Shari rose before him as he lay on the living room floor. “I need you to please me Michael.” Shari commanded as she let her bottoms fall to the floor. They partially landed on his lean tummy. Eyes wide, he watched as she used her foot to toss her bottoms out of the way. Shari bent at the knees and Mike knew what she expected. Slowly her wet sex moved before him as her titanic legs settled on either side of his head. Her long fingers opened her glistening sex and he began to gently tease her swollen clitoris with his tongue.
“That’s it baby!” Shari bellowed out…
Behind Shari, Samantha slowly moved to Michaels cock. Her tongue leapt out teasing the very tip of his big manhood causing his whole body to shudder slightly. Without hesitation her mouth completely closed around him. Samantha used her mouth to focus pleasure on the head of his cock while her hand worked his shaft first quite slowly then faster.
Shari moaned in pleasure as Michael’s efforts to please her increased exponentially as Samantha worked his cock! His tongue now moved against Shari’s ever more sensitive clit with rhythmic highs and lows. Mike worked fast, and then with great restraint he slowed down against her. At the end of each slow period he picked up the pace, tongue worked exceedingly quickly. “Yes…Michael…yes!” Shari roared. “My whole body is tingling for you!”
Samantha became ever more turned on….
She had to restrain herself, not wanting Mike to explode just yet. She wanted him thrusting deeply within her! Sam’s huge breasts unbelievably grew still more firm! Her huge nipples hardened even more. She couldn’t resist! One of her fingers moved between her legs, gently beginning to tease her own sex as she continued to work Mike’s cock.
“Ooooh!” Shari suddenly moaned… “I’m gonna…cum…..” Her hands moved to her hips as they began to buck against Michael… “Damm…ugh!” “UGH!” Shari’s head suddenly flew back as she exploded in orgasm… “So good!” she moaned out satisfied. Behind her she felt Samantha’s hands pushing against her back, imploring her to move. Still, recovering from her own climax, Shari clumsily pulled away as Samantha moved forward to push Michaels cock deep within her own sex.
“Did you like me playing with you?” the tall red head gasped out as his cock thrust quite deeply within her. “Yes!” he hissed while trying to catch his breath. Almost instinctively, one of Michael’s hands held on to one of Samantha’s toned thighs. The other moved up to touch one of her huge breasts. “So…big…” he moaned, as Samantha’s vagina began to constrict around his hard cock. “I…I’m on fire!” Sam bellowed in lust as her body tinged all over. “Sa…Sa…Samantha….” Mike heaved out. “I can’t hold on…gonna cum in you!” As he said those words he felt Shari’s hand move to his hair, her fingers running though it gently. “Yes baby….cum…she said gently… Explode within her!
In that moment, Michael and Samantha exploded in orgasm together…
As she pulled away from him Samantha leaned back against the leather couch, her huge chest rising and falling as she gasped for air… “Oh that was gooood!” she stated with a smile. “You okay Michael?” Shari asked still leaning over him. His wide eyes met hers. “I am amazingly okay Shari!” he said slowly leaning forward with her help. “Wow Samantha!” was all he managed to say before the red head gave him a quick kiss. “Wow is right my little lover!” Sam cooed out smiling as they all slowly stood. Both women reached out each taking one of his hands as they led him into the master bedroom. Once within, Samantha discreetly went into the bathroom while Shari pulled back the covers beckoning him to climb into bed. Just as he moved into the soft silky covers he felt Shari lean in and give him a quick peck on the cheek as Samantha walked out the bathroom and quietly slid within the covers. “Be back in a moment baby!” Shari stated smiling as she walked into the bathroom her eyes locked on Samantha’s as she did so. Once inside the bathroom Shari lined herself up, standing as straight as she could against a series of marks on the wall that she could see in the bathroom mirror. “No taller..” she stated to herself with a smile…” I’m no taller…”
Perhaps her theory was wrong? It wasn’t sex that was making them grow? “How would anyone grow just by having sex anyway?” She muttered to herself wishing she hadn’t mentioned that stupid theory to Samantha.
“Michael… Samantha whispered in his ear…
“Yes?” he replied eyes locking with hers…
“Would you….” She began a little unsure… “Would you please me like you did Shari?” He kissed her gently on the neck…then a little lower on the shoulder as a means to answer her question and show that he would. “Oh baby!” Samantha moaned out. Stripping off the covers… “I really need you now!” He moved to please her as she lay on her back. His hands moved along her thighs as her fingers opened her sex to him. His tongue moved to her clitoris…
Before his eyes Samantha’s huge, strong body writhed in pleasure. “Michael!” she gasped… Her long toned tummy seemed to stretch on for miles! Beyond Samantha huge breasts heaved, breasts so large he couldn’t even see her face beyond! “Michael!” Samantha moaned out just as Shari opened the bathroom door. Mike raised his head slightly, only to have one of Samantha’s hands push him back into her. “I see!” Shari boomed in laughter. “Starting with out me?” “Just a little bit lover…” Samantha gasped looking up at Shari. “Come to me!” Sam said lustily… With a smile Shari slid one leg over straddling Sam and bringing her sex before her as she had done with Mike. Shari hung onto the headboard for support as Samantha moved to please her.
With Michael’s help, Samantha was soon at the very edge of orgasm He felt himself become hard once more as Sam suddenly bucked her hips in pleasure as her wet sex quivered in the throes of orgasm. Suddenly, Shari lifted off her as Michael stood at the end of the bed. Lying down on her back, Shari moved her legs apart before him. “Make love to me as you did Sam!” she commanded. With a devilish smile he moved between her long legs as they rose up to his shoulders. “Yes Mike...”Samantha cooed in encouragement… “Please my Shari!” As he pushed within her Shari’s powerful sex engulfed his cock. “Mmmmmm… you are big where it counts!” At least that was reassuring because he was in awe as to how small his five foot five body felt as he thrust into Shari. Her huge legs rose up on either side while his hands braced him on either side of her tummy. Shari’s big breasts heaved up before him as she neared climax…
“Mi….
“Micha….
“Michael!”
The huge woman roared as she hit another orgasm her whole body tingling again.
Yet he continued to thrust within her! “Yes baby!” Shari cooed… “Cum within me!” One of Samantha’s hands moved, her fingers reaching out to massage Shari’s sensitive sex. Instantly, She writhed again in pleasure due to the efforts of both Samantha and Mike!
“Uh…Shari…I….Ugh…! he shouted as he came within her. Moments later the Shari climaxed once again… her moans of pleasure filling the room…
Michael collapsed against her, his head resting against Shari’s heaving chest. After a long pause, he pulled himself from her clawing his way through the covers, he collapsed against Shari.
In moments he was asleep…
“Well, so much for that!” Samantha said loudly with a laugh. Shari put one finger gently to her lips to say “Shhhh…” “Awww baby…” Shari said softly… “The little guy has had a very long day.” “Very true…” Samantha whispered as she looked down at the Emerald pendant she still had around her neck. Deciding to leave the necklace on for the night Sam gently pulled the covers up and slipped into bed while reaching for the light. As she did Michael slid up slightly, turning over he placed his head on Shari’s right breast, near the pendant he had given her. Samantha lay on her side sliding up against him, her big breasts pushing gently against his back as she kissed Shari good night.
In the dark… Shari whispered out “Did you grow?”
“I don’t think so…” came Samantha’s hushed reply.
“I don’t think I did either...” Shari said back.
“Are you sure baby?” Sam whispered after a long moment…
“No…” came Shari’s short reply.
As they drifted off to sleep, the two women did begin to grow… Their bodies sliding over the sheets as the hours passed….
By morning Shari stood an astounding Seven foot eight inches Samantha? Seven foot Three!
And Michael stood Five-Five….
Chapter 4: