Silent Graves

"Oh, come now, it wasn't that bad," smiled Stud. "A lot of drunk mares have jumped at the sight of a dark chocolate mint on the bill."

"I'm not that drunk," Silver waved, pouting. "I only had three glasses of wine."

"And yet, you thought the mints were spiders," he chuckled, shaking his head. "Just priceless. This will most assuredly go down as one of the most memorable first dates I've ever had."

"Nooo..." she groaned. "I don't want to remember this night. It's embarrassing."

"Come on, just let some time pass. Some day, you'll look back on tonight and laugh at how silly you were."

She just groaned again as they turned the corner back to her place. As he had a security problem at his own house and Loose Lips could just pop in whenever, he thought it best if they went somewhere else instead. Since she was currently detained by the guards, he had the assurance that she wasn't following them, but he'd hate to see her escape custody and show up at his house right in the middle of making love. It would be best if she had no idea where they were, and couldn't interrupt them, even if that meant he couldn't show off his giant bedroom and bed to match.

She unlocked the door and he brought her inside, setting her down on the couch. While he wanted to progress things further, he wasn't sure if he should just yet. She was, after all, intoxicated. Consent was a tricky thing when liquor was involved. While the restaurant wait staff would certainly contextualize her state of mind before and after the drinks, he didn't want to blow this chance with her.

He sat down next to her and wrapped his leg around her. He needed to move slowly and carefully here, and let her come to him. With a soft rubbing of her shoulder, she grabbed him by the ears and kissed him. Not just a simple peck, either. He could taste the cucumbers on her tongue. That was a clear green light. His hooves drifted down her back, past her wings and onto her croup, hovering there for a moment before moving down to her haunches. The way she was trying to mount his knee told him that she was very interested in continuing.

He reached up her back, unfastening the tie holding her dress to her breast. As it flopped down in front of her, she started unfastening the buttons on his shirt. She managed to make it about halfway down before he simply pulled the rest of the shirt up over his head, tossing it aside.

She'd moved up and was straddling him. He had to take that dress off quickly before the seams popped and it was ruined. Working quickly, he unzipped it and pulled it up her body, just barely slipping the bottom past her hips before her legs came all the way apart. They were almost completely nude now, and she was sitting in his lap.

"I want you to see something," she said, moaning into his mouth.

"What is it?" he replied, hoping that this was leading somewhere nice for him.

"It's my shower," she answered, biting his lower lip. "Right this way."

She stood up and made her way down the hall, stumbling as she took off the rest of her ensemble. Not wanting to waste any time, he removed the rest of his clothing as well. As she popped into the shower, she flicked her silver tail, beckoning for him to hop in with her. Who was he to say no?

Glory Daze and his wife, Perl, were sitting in their easy chairs. She was knitting a scarf for one of their grandchildren, and he was reading a western novel. They rather liked their retirement, as it was nice to just sit back in their home and relax. They still went out to pursue their hobbies during the daytime, but the sun had set over an hour ago, and they were winding down for the day, about to go to bed.

Both of them stopped and looked up as they heard the moaning and shouting from the other side of the wall. Clearly, their neighbor had brought a stallion home, and was having a lot of fun with him. "She seems to be slurring her speech a bit," stated Glory. "I thought her coltfriend didn't like alcohol?"

"Oh, she probably has a new one. You know how she likes to change them up when they run out of money."

Glory pulled the book back up to his nose. "A real shame, that. The redhead was starting to grow on me. A real fun guy, he was."

"He's in my gardening club," offered Perl, returning to her knitting. "If you really were beginning to like him, I can ask him to stop by."

"No, no, that won't be necessary. I liked the guy well enough, but I really didn't have anything to say to him, other than 'I like you more than some of the other stallions she's brought home.'"

Perl laughed at that. "I'll pass the message along when next I see him. He's a good kid, I don't envy him being snubbed like this."

"He is a pretty good kid," agreed Glory.

"Yes!! Right there!! Harder!!"

"She seems to be enjoying herself," sighed Perl. "I wonder how long this one will last."

"I don't think Silver's going to grow bored of him, by the sound of it, so until he runs out of money, I'd wager. Who knows how long that'll last."

"He had a pretty nice suit when he picked her up. I think he has plenty of cash."

With a grunt the elderly couple returned to their activity, ignoring the screams of intense sexual pleasure rippling through their living room. It wasn't that they wanted to listen in, but she liked to be particularly loud, and they couldn't help but listen to all of the shouting and moaning. Unfortunately for them, Stud muffin had a lot of stamina, and they kept the elderly couple awake for the next hour. When the noise finally stopped and Silver took her new stallion companion to bed, they had already moved to their bedroom and taken their medication. Now that the neighbor had quieted down, they could finally drift off to sleep.