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A New Refrain for a Very Old Tunethis story is part of the FanClub (fm:threesomes, 11154 words)

Author: daktari
Added: Sep 20 2000Views / Reads: 7024 / 6047 [86%]Story vote: 9.62 (13 votes)
An account of a simmering, but unfulfilled love and lust that spans a decade before it is finally played out in a mountain cabin with the help of a comely maestro.
 


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From the promontory of later life, now ensconced in home, family, and career, it seems more like a dream than anything else. But the memory is engraved into my brain as surely as my own name.

I met Dana when I was 19. She was the daughter of a professor of mine at college that I had gotten close to. After acing a couple of his classes, her father used to invite me over to their country home for dinner, and we’d have grand discussions of politics, economics, philosophy, and whatever other lofty topics made their way into a discussion that was usually fueled by too much good red wine. His wife became my surrogate mom, and she lovingly concerned herself with whether I was getting enough to eat, sleeping enough, and other mom-like things.

Dana was about 16 when we first met. She would sit at those dinners and give as good as any of us, always looking for a perspective or angle we blowhards hadn’t thought of. She was clearly smart as hell, and would be heading for either Yale or Brown at the end of her senior year of high school.

She was also really, really beautiful, with a smile that could disarm anyone. Her body was a feast, with long legs, large round breasts, and long flowing blonde hair. She was a state-ranked cross-country skier in winter and tennis player in spring, so she was always toned and tight. Though I respected her father too much to try and bed his ...

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