All the Time (20 page)

She looked at the check, then back at him.
“This is far more than I requested.”

Mike waved his hand to stop her from
rejecting the check. “I know. But, it’s the least I can do,
considering the gift you gave Lainie and me. I’ve never had such a
crazy, wild weekend. So, take it and enjoy.”

Lawanda stuffed the check in her pocket as
Rita entered the office. They were silent until Rita left the room
then Lawanda asked, “There must be something bothering you.
What?”

Handing Lawanda a cup of coffee, Mike
frowned. He spent a few moments staring silently into his cup of
dark brew before nodding. “Yeah, I need to know what would happen
if we used more than two drops.”

A pensive look on her face, Lawanda took a
sip of her coffee. “So, you enjoyed the weekend and now you're
asking if there’s a way to make it permanent?”

The thoughtful look was gone from her face.
She had gone still and silent.

Mike almost felt as though she'd left the
room.

She stared off into space for what seemed
like forever.

What was she thinking about? Was she
contemplating what was involved if she told him her secrets?

A weird ache settled in the pit of his belly
every time he thought about what could go wrong if they used too
many drops. He could be opening his life to a hell of a lot of
danger, but…what if they stopped now? Never to find out how
different their lives could be. He couldn’t let the chance pass
them by.

Lawanda sipped her coffee and stared over his
head. Mike was at his wits end when she finally spoke. “I told you
what my mama said about the golden fluid and I promised her it was
going to be used one time. Now, you tell me you want to make the
change permanent.”

Mike nodded, silently waiting.

“To be honest, I have no idea what would
happen if you use more than two drops.” She nibbled one of Mai’s
almond cookies.

Mike tried not to appear too anxious for
Lawanda to continue, but he definitely wanted to know. He
remembered her admonition regarding the golden liquid last week
when she delivered it. She’d warned him then anything could happen.
Nothing had changed. She was still warning him of the dangers, but
danger be damned. The weekend had been perfection and he wanted it
to continue for the rest of their lives.

Mike sipped his coffee and struck up a banal
conversation regarding the weather and how far off summer seemed,
hoping Lawanda would say something of import soon.

* * * *

“Thank you, Lawanda,” Mike said punching the
down button to call the elevator for the beautiful black woman.
“It’s been a pleasure working with you.”

“You’re very welcome, Mike. Be sure you
follow the newest directions I got from my mama. And, remember, if
you need me…you have my cell number.” She gave him a telling look.
“Call me any time...hear?”

Mike nodded and handed her into the elevator.
He waited until the door closed before returning to his office. He
had a lot to think about.

* * * *

“Lainie,” Mike called, opening the back door.
“I’m home, darling. Put on the sexy bikini I bought you. Let’s take
a swim before dinner.” Slamming the door behind him, he set his
briefcase down by the back door. Where was she? He took a deep
sniff and realized nothing was cooking. That wasn’t like Lainie at
all.

“Elaina Marie Sneider, this isn't funny.
Where the hell are you?” he called, trying not to sound panicked.
Her car was in the garage, she had to be somewhere in the
house.

“In here, darling,” came her delicate voice
from the family room.

“Damn it, Lainie, you scared the crap out of
me when you didn’t answer,” Mike said entering the room off the
kitchen. He came to a screeching halt. A huge, grin spread across
his handsome face and his cock jumped, pulsing to full arousal
tenting the front of his woven, silk slacks.

There, bare ass in the air, was his sensuous
little wife draped over the end of the loveseat. Her heavy breasts
rested on the seat cushions. He spent a moment admiring the long
line of her fabulous legs right up to her firm tush. Her delicate
labia were swollen and wet which meant she’d been a naughty girl
again and had been playing with herself while she waited for
him.

Yes, Lainie was a very naughty girl and Mike
loved her to distraction.

Lainie turned her head and gave him a
sensuous smile. Sweeping her long, dark hair off her face, she
purred, “I didn’t think you’d ever get home, darling. I’ve been
waiting very impatiently for you.”

Mike tugged at the knot in his tie, “I can
tell…your clit is completely swollen and your cunt is dripping wet.
I’d guess you’ve been playing with your honey pot haven’t you?”

Lainie nodded and winked. “Yes, but Mike, I
was sooo horny…I couldn’t wait a moment longer for you to come
home.” She spread her legs a few inches so he could see how swollen
and wet she was.

Mike didn’t require any further invitation.
He ripped off his tie, followed by his shirt and by the time he got
to his beautiful wife, his shoes were gone along with his socks.
Tearing down his zipper, he pulled off slacks and briefs in one
yank. His cock sprang free, glistening red, turgid and aching with
excitement.

“Fuck me, darling,” she whispered.

Grasping her tiny waist in his large hands he
aimed his swollen cock toward her petal-pink labia. Burying himself
to the hilt in her moisture, Mike groaned as he hit the opening to
her womb.

She whimpered, shifting her stance so he was
fully ensconced in her heat. Mike let out a bellow when she
tightened her internal muscles and began milking his cock for all
she was worth.

“God, Lainie, I love you so fucking much.”
Pulling his cock out, he shoved it in twice as hard. Growling like
a horny lion he managed to say, “You are my life.”

She turned her head lifting her lips to his.
He bent toward her and their lips met, blending in a soul-wrenching
kiss. The golden penis dangling from Mike’s necklace tangled in
Lainie’s silken locks and tugged when Mike stood to pump his cock
in her wet channel. The delicate golden cunt charm dangling from
the necklace on Lainie’s slender neck pooled on the cushion under
her full breasts.

Four months had passed since Lawanda had
warned Mike he was stepping into dangerous territory by using more
than the allotted amount. There were no guarantees whether it would
work or not, and further, if it would be permanent or only a
temporary event.

He and Lainie had discussed the
repercussions. The pro's and the con's. There was the worry they
couldn't do each other's jobs, but it turned out when they changed
bodies everything including their souls had traded bodies.

* * * *

Mike paid Lawanda generously for another vial
of golden liquid, just in case, he'd told her.

He took the vial home to join the other in a
place of honor in the lap of a carved jade Buddha in their
bedroom.

After many nights of discussion and worry,
they made the decision.

On the evening of their anniversary, Mike put
four drops in two glasses of Crystal champagne. They kissed. One
kiss for love, another for luck. They clinked flutes and crossing
arms drank from each other's glass.

They laughed nervously. Mike suggested they
take their drinks to the hot tub and after a relaxing soak; they
made their way to their king-size bed where they made love into the
night.

The next morning they woke in each other's
bodies.

For the first few days they worried the
change might not last, but every day that passed gave them more
confidence.

Mike was Lainie and Lainie was Mike.

It had worked.

It had really worked.

And, just as Lainie had promised.

Once she became the owner of the velvet
sword, they fucked all the time.

*The
End*

Cherie was born with a book in her little
hands. Just ask her mother how much she suffered giving birth.

Cherie lived in a suburb of LA until she was
a teenager. Her family then moved to a suburb of Spokane, Wash. She
met the love of her life when she was a senior in high school. They
married at twenty and moved to Milwaukee, WI where they had two
daughters, a houseful of dogs and other assorted pets. After the
kids left home, she and her beloved prince moved to
Nashville, TN where they are living out the dream.

Over the years, Cherie has never been far
from a book or two or five - she's a firm believer in multitasking.
She was a stay-at-home mom, a dental assistant, a pharmacy clerk
and seamstress. She also owned her own cake business, worked as a
catering sales assoc. for two hotels and was her husband's
secretary.

Several years ago, her mother threw Cherie a
challenge stating Cherie could write a better book than the one
she'd just finished. Cherie took the challenge and ran with it.
She's on her third computer and still has a lot of stories left to
write.