A Place To Stay

Claire was a little nervous. What had happened last night was wonderful, and she honestly wanted it again…and again. She had rummaged through her underwear drawer, but lady farmers that live alone only have practical underwear. She wanted to wear something sexy. So, while Cliff was tending to the cows, she ran desperately into town. She burst through the Clinic door, surprising Elli and the Doctor.

“Oh my God, are you all right, Claire? Are you hurt?” The Doctor rushed forward, asking a million questions.

Claire blushed deeply, suddenly embarrassed at her eagerness. “I just came to see Elli,” she said sheepishly.

Doctor arched one eyebrow. “All righty…” He walked back behind his desk and went back to reading the huge medical tome in front of him. Elli dragged Claire by the elbow into the patient area and pulled the curtain. “What’s up, Claire?” Elli’s brown eyes sparkled and burned with intrigue.

Claire took a deep breath. “Cliff and I made love last night,” she whispered quickly.

“You and Cliff did it??” Elli squealed at the top of her lungs, making Claire clamp a hand over her mouth.

“Shhh!” Claire admonished. They stood silent for a moment, Elli squirming and bugging out her eyes. Doctor cleared his throat loudly from the next room, and the sound of footsteps walking away and a door closing signaled that he had discreetly left the room to let them talk.

Claire took her hand away from Elli’s mouth. Elli waved her hands around. “When? Why? How? Tell me everything!”

Claire blushed. “It just kind of happened.” She told the whole story of what had happened the night before.

She paused as Elli gaped at her. “Girl, you are bold. Asking him to get in bed with you!”

Claire squealed. “I didn’t just say, ‘Hey, hop in bed with me’ for no reason! It was freezing cold and the power was out and it was the only thing that made sense.”

Elli stared at Claire, shaking her head and biting her lip before bursting out into laughter. “So you made your own heat under the covers!”

Claire finally giggled herself. They both stopped to catch their breath and Claire’s face got serious. “Elli, it was amazing. I want to be with him.”

“Well, good for you. No reason why you can’t be a couple. I guess this makes you guys ‘boyfriend and girlfriend’ now.”

“I would hope so!” Claire said, worrying for a moment about if Cliff wanted it to happen again or not. “Oh yeah, he said ‘I love you’ before we went to sleep.”

Elli grinned. “It sounds good to me.”

Claire got a dreamy look on her face at she started remembering details for a moment, then she shook back to attention. “Listen, Elli, this is sort of weird…but…I need something sexy to wear. All I have is plain old cotton panties, because I didn’t have any reason to have anything better. Last night it was too dark for him to see what I was wearing, but he’ll probably get in bed with me with the lights on this time and I don’t want him to see lame old granny panties.”

Elli pursed her lips and nodded. “Good point. I have just what you need.” She took Claire upstairs into her bedroom. She turned swiftly to Claire before opening the top dresser drawer. “You know you are my best friend for me to do this for you, right?”

Claire nodded solemnly. “You’re my best friend too, Elli.”

Elli smiled. “Right, then.”

Elli pulled the drawer open and Claire just gaped. It was full of panties, bras, and other pieces of lingerie, in every color, style, and texture imaginable. “What is all this, Elli? I didn’t think that you and the Doctor had done it yet.”

“Not YET,” Elli mused while sorting through the drawer. “But you know, it gives a girl a little extra kick her in step to be wearing this kind of stuff, even under this starched up old nurse’s uniform. It’s like you’ve got this secret nobody knows. It’s kind of thrilling.” She turned a serious eye on Claire. “You have to give it some thought. If you two are going to make this a regular habit, then you’ll need lots of this stuff. Can’t have him seeing you in the same thing over and over.” She pulled a few pieces out of the drawer. “I’ll lend you four sets, plus two nighties. This is only until you get your own stuff, okay?” Claire nodded. “We can go on Wednesday to Forget Me Not Valley. My friend Muffy has the hook up with the best mail order lingerie.” Elli told her.

Claire sat on Elli’s bed and looked through the things Elli was lending her. A black bra and panties made of a soft jersey material that actually felt comfortable, with soft lace trimming the edges. A set of bra and panties in pink satin with black lace trimming. A blue satin thong with navy blue piping. A red pair of panties made of some kind of mesh. A silk nightie in red with black lace, and a white satin nightie. “I’d start with that one if I were you,” Elli said, motioning to the last item. “Don’t want to blow his mind right away.”

Claire nodded. “But what do I wear under it?”

“Well, you could wear the blue thong, or, “ Elli grinned, “even better, nothing at all.”

Claire blushed and giggled. “Okay, I better be getting back. Thank you so much! I majorly owe you one.”

Elli folded up the items and put them in a plain brown paper bag. “There you go, all secret. Oh yeah, and before I forget...not to be all nagging and motherly on you, but are you still taking birth control?”

Claire nodded vigorously. “Oh yeah, they help so much with preventing heavy periods and cramps, I‘d never stop.”

Elli sighed with relief. “Good, I didn‘t want you getting pregnant and ruining all your fun right away.” She patted Claire on the head in a joking manner. “OK, you‘re a good girl. Go have fun!”

Claire headed back for the farm, clutching her bag of “goodies”, her mind swimming. “I hope he does want to keep doing it,” she thought to herself. But grinning, she remembered that he had been pretty into it the night before. She was pretty sure he wanted her again.

She hummed to herself as she got closer to the farmhouse. Cliff was just coming around the corner, carrying a big load of firewood. Claire waved at him awkwardly, and he smiled back from behind the pile of wood. She opened up the door and went in, hurrying into the bedroom and unpacking her treasures into her own underwear drawer. She straightened up the bedroom a bit, and then went in the kitchen to make dinner. She decided to make curry, his favorite. Couldn’t hurt to butter him up a bit, she reasoned with herself.

Claire and Cliff were both on pins and needles during the whole meal. They made rapid small talk and laughed a little too much at each other’s jokes. Cliff went on and on about how her curry was the best he’d ever eaten. After dinner was over, Claire cleared away the dishes while Cliff got a shower. Cliff came out in his pajamas, and sat on the couch. Claire took her turn in the shower. She dried her hair afterwards, and then slipped quickly into the bedroom with the towel wrapped around her. She put on the white satin nightie that Elli had recommended, also going with nothing underneath as Elli had recommended. She then wrapped her bathrobe around that.

Claire went out into the living room. She was dismayed to see Cliff stretched out on the couch, under the covers, just like always. He must have seen the look on her face, because he sat up quickly.

“Oh hi, I…uh, well, I didn’t know…you know, whether or not…I mean, I didn’t want to assume…” He trailed off.

Claire giggled and blushed. “Well, if you want to… I mean, it’s fine with me… if you want to sleep in my bed again tonight.” She blushed deeply. “And every night…”

Cliff looked so happy and relieved. He jumped up from the couch and followed Claire into the bedroom. He slipped under the covers and looked over at Claire. Claire shyly looked down at the ground and untied her bathrobe, letting it fall to the floor. She brought her gaze up to Cliff, and he looked awestruck, his mouth slightly open. “Oh my god…” he whispered.

She smiled shyly and walked over to the bed, slipping in beside him. Cliff reached over and stroked her long, golden blond hair, tucking a stray strand behind her ear. “Claire, you are so beautiful.”

Claire blushed as he leaned in and kissed her, gently at first, but then with increasing intensity, with a deep need behind the kisses. Cliff broke away from her mouth to kiss her hotly down her neck. Claire had to bite her lip to keep from squealing. Cliff kept kissing down the slope of her shoulder, easing one of the silky straps off. He kissed her down the other side of her neck, and eased that strap down as well. The silky garment fluttered down, exposing her small, perky breasts. Cliff moaned a little at the sight, and kissed all along her collarbone, then moved his mouth down to her chest as Claire leaned back, sighing.

Cliff took one pert nipple in his mouth as his hand covered the other one, rolling his thumb over that nipple. Claire moaned and squirmed underneath him, exciting Cliff and causing him to kiss her body with quicker, more fervent kisses. He took his hands to her waist, and then slid his hands down to her thighs. Then he slid them up underneath the nightie. He gasped, blushing as he pulled his face away from her. “You’re not wearing any….”

Claire blushed as well. “Oh, Claire,” Cliff sighed, as he eased the nightie up over her hips. Claire spread her thighs slightly.

She then started worrying. Last night it was too dark to see anything…would he like the way she looked naked? Would he think she was ugly down there? Her worries were quickly abated as she felt Cliff’s warm breath on the very highest part of her inner thigh, and then felt his tongue move over her. Claire moaned and looked down at him. His long, silky brown ponytail hung down his back, still slightly wet and glistening from his shower. He slid his tongue all over her, and then gingerly slipped one finger inside her. She cried out with pleasure as he pumped in and out, adding a second finger. She moaned, whimpered, and writhed against his hand. Between moments of having her eyes tightly shut, overwhelmed with pleasure, she caught glimpses of him looking up at her, seemingly amazed at how much she was enjoying it.

Cliff shifted his body to lay next to her, their bodies close together. He put his hand between her legs and she clamped it between her thighs. She writhed against him, slick with desire. Suddenly, without warning, she came against his hand, crying out his name. He groaned and pulled her closer, kissing her deeply, as she shuddered with the waves of aftershock.

After she had recovered a little, Claire pulled away from Cliff. She moved her naked body on top of him, kissing him first on the mouth, then down his neck. She helped him out of his shirt, and kissed down his chest. His physique was really amazing. He was lean, with muscle in all the right places. His stomach was flat as could be. Claire kissed a trail down his stomach. She then hooked her fingers and thumbs into the waistband of his pajamas to remove those as well. Cliff gasped and breathed in the air roughly as his erection was exposed.

Claire just stared in wonder for a moment. She hadn’t gotten to see it the night before, and as silly as it sounded, well, it was beautiful. Cliff looked down at her, biting his lip, anticipation all over his face. She looked up at him, and without breaking his gaze, she encircled her fingers around him and brought her mouth down to meet him. He gasped and whined as she took him in her mouth. She liked the way his skin tasted….a little sweet, a little salty. Claire twirled her tongue around the tip, then moved her whole mouth down, taking in as much as she could.

“Oh, Claire, it feels so good…“ Cliff gasped out. “Oh… ohhhh… you’re going to…make me…Ahhh!” Cliff cried out in what sounded like pain, thrusting his hips frantically. Claire’s mouth was suddenly filled with a hot rush , which she swallowed in surprise. She looked up at Cliff, her eyebrows raised.

His face was blissful, but then his brow knotted with worry. “Ahhh…I’m sorry…” He ran his fingers through the front of his hair.

Claire carefully removed her lips from him. “No, it was okay…” She moved up next to him, snuggling into him. He pulled the covers over them, and they fell asleep like that.