It was a rough day at work for Charlie Hayes, and he was glad that he was just about to start his vacation. When he got home, he changed out of his work clothes into a pair of black sweatpants, sleeveless white T-shirt, and slippers. He then went to his desk, where he turned on his computer, and logged on. While he was eating the alpastor nachos he got from the Mexican restaurant down the street from his house, he logged on to the internet, and checked his email, along with social media, and a sports website. When he finished eating, he checked his deviantArt account, and saw that he had a note. He opened it, and saw that it was about a piece of artwork he had commissioned, the note said that the piece was finished, and had been posted, the note contained a link to the deviation. He clicked on the link, looked at the artwork, added it to his favorites, left a comment, and downloaded it to his computer. Afterwards, he had received an email from a co-worker, with the name of a website he had told him about earlier in the day, but couldn't remember the name of, a site where people could arrange sexual encounters with strangers. Not only did the email contain the name of the website, but also a link to their homepage. "I can't believe I'm doing this," Charlie said, as he clicked on the link. The site touted the fact that the website would never charge for services, and no credit card would be needed, as well as the fact that users would remain anonymous. Charlie decided to register with the site, and chose a username(AtomicRhino) and password. The site did say users would remain anonymous, although the site did ask for 2 bits of personal information, their birthdate(in order to verify the users were over the age of 18), and ZIP code(to insure they would only be matched with people in close geographic proximity). He uploaded a photo of himself taken during a recent ziplining adventure(which was the most recent photograph of himself he had on his computer), and gave information about his age, sex, sexual preference, age and race preferences, and preferred geographical radius from his ZIP code. After signing up, he logged on to the site, and found 9 women which met his criteria that were currently online. The first woman, "MI$$420" turned him off, her pic made her seem a little too "ghetto" for his tastes. He looked through the women, and was attracted by one with the screen name "ILUVHBK", so he opened up a chat with her.
ILUVHBK: Hi. Listen, do you want to chat, or do you want to fuck?
AtomicRhino: Fuck, of course. I got 10 inches I want to put into someone tonight, and it might as well be you.
ILUVHBK: Great, just give me your address, and I'll be there in about 15 minutes.
AtomicRhino: Actually, I had somewhere else in mind.
ILUVHBK: Oh, I get it.
AtomicRhino: You do?
ILUVHBK: Yeah, and it's okay. If you're telling the truth about having 10 inches, I don't care if you still live with your parents. If we can't do it at your place, how about mine?
AtomicRhino: Actually, I was thinking someplace public, like a bar or restaurant, and I'll pay for a room at a nice hotel.
ILUVHBK: Any particular reason you don't want to meet me at my place?
AtomicRhino: I just prefer to meet in a public place, that's all.
ILUVHBK: What, you think I'm some homicidal maniac or something? If you're going to be like that, go jerk off for all I care.
ILUVHBK HAS TERMINATED CONVERSATION
ILUVHBK HAS BLOCKED YOU
"Good riddance," Charlie said as he looked at some of the other women online, and he was attracted by one with the screen name "1DerWoman", he was attracted by her picture, which looked like Lynda Carter, but with light blonde hair, so he opened up a chat with her.
AtomicRhino: I was looking at your picture, and I could see myself in you.
1DerWoman: That is the worst pickup line I have ever heard.
AtomicRhino: You have to excuse me, I'm pretty new at this site.
1DerWoman: That's okay, I get a lot of newbies. A lot of guys are attracted by the fact I look just like Lynda Carter, but as a blonde. Why do you think I use 1DerWoman as my name? You know where Nick & Nora's is, don't you?
AtomicRhino: Of course I do. My first job was flipping burgers there back when I was 16.
1DerWoman: Great, meet you there in 20 minutes, we'll grab a burger, get a room somewhere, and let nature take its course. I'll just let my husband know I'm going out tonight, and to not wait up for me.
AtomicRhino: You're married?
1DerWoman: Yeah, but my husband knows I know he's tapping that cute little co-ed from Sunny Hills State that lives down the hall from us, so he lets me get some on the side every once in a while.
AtomicRhino: Nothing personal, but there's 2 types of women I make it a point not to get involved with, underage girls, and married women. Sorry, but I'm going to have to pass on this one.
1DerWoman: I understand. You're not the first guy on this site to get turned off by the fact I'm married, and you probably won't be the last. Before you go, though, I have one question for you.
AtomicRhino: Yes, if you were single, I would definitely tap that ass.
1DERWOMAN HAS TERMINATED CONVERSATION
Once Charlie and 1DerWoman finished their conversation, Charlie saw that there were only 2 women online who met his criteria. He was about to broaden his search, when one of them caught his eye, an older woman who used the screen name "LoveMistress". There was something about her, so he opened up a chat, hoping to himself this one had better results.
AtomicRhino: That's a nice dress you're wearing in your profile pic. Wanna fuck?
LoveMistress: Ooh, the direct approach. Nice. I see by your profile that you're new here.
AtomicRhino: I've been on this site about half an hour. There's just one thing I want to get out of the way first before we continue.
LoveMistress: I'm a widow. Let me guess, you've had a chat with 1DerWoamn.
AtomicRhino: How'd you know?
LoveMistress: She and I have been friends for a few years, she's the one who turned me on to this site. She did tell you about the arrangement she and her husband had.
AtomicRhino: Yeah, but I prefer not to get mixed up with another man's wife.
LoveMistress: Understandable. I'm guessing you're single.
AtomicRhino: Never been married.
LoveMistress: Good. I prefer not to get involved with another woman's husband myself. You know where the Somerset Hotel is, don't you?
AtomicRhino: I drive past it every day on my way to and from work.
LoveMistress: I was thinking we could meet at the cocktail lounge, have a drink, and get a room.
AtomicRhino: I was thinking about spending a few days there myself. Anyways, I'm going to take a quick shower, and I should be there in about an hour, give or take a few minutes.
LoveMistress: I'll see you there.
Charlie jumped in the shower, and afterwards, got dressed in his dress whites. He quickly packed his suitcase, since he had decided to take a vacation at the Somerset, and grabbed his overnight bag. He went to the Somerset, and as he arrived at the Tiki Lounge, he saw an older woman, who was in her late 50s, but appeared to be in her early to mid 40s, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a red dress with an off the shoulder neckline, the color matched the nail polish on her fingernails. He recognized her from her picture, and sat down at the table she was at. "Looking for a good time, sailor?" she asked.
"You must be LoveMistress," Charlie said.
"Please call me Erin," she said. "Screen names are okay on the site, but since we're meeting face to face, I'd prefer using our real names."
"In that case, my name's Charlie," Charlie said.
"You never told me you were in the Navy," Erin said.
"Retired," Charlie said. "Joined the Navy right out of high school, put in 25 years, and after I left, I went to work in my cousin's deli, to help her out, and supplement my Navy pension."
"You know," Erin said, "I just love a man in uniform."
"And I love bare shoulders," Charlie said, "especially on a woman as sexy as you. So what do you say we skip the drink, get a room, and fuck?"
"You are a man who knows what he wants," Erin said. "I like that."
They checked in, and were barely able to make it to their room before they began kissing, while undressing. As their bodies pressed together, Erin couldn't help but notice Charlie becoming more and more aroused. "Oh my," she said, "you are a big boy."
"Just wait until you find out how big," Charlie said, as they got into bed. As soon as they were in bed, Charlie got on top of Erin, and she moaned with pleasure as he entered her. As he began thrusting his cock in and out of her pussy, they kissed passionately, and began to move their bodies in rhythm. After a little more than an hour(Charlie had a reputation for endurance in bed, and had masturbated in the shower prior to meeting Erin), Charlie found himself at the edge, just about to go over the cliff. He propped himself up on his hands, and made one final thrust, and held it there, letting out a guttural moan as he climaxed, which caused her to have an orgasm. "Oh shit, that felt good," he said, as he shot the last drop of cum into Erin.
"You don't know the half of it," Erin said. "I was married to my Bill, God rest his soul, for 35 years, and from our wedding night until he dropped dead of a heart attack last year, we haven't gone a single night without making love, but I've never had an orgasm like the one I just had. It was weird, I know what it feels like for me to have an orgasm, but at the same time, I could feel you cum at the same time."
"That's funny" Charlie said. "I could feel myself cum, but at the same time I also felt you cum. It blew my mind."
"Weird, isn't it?" Erin asked.
At that moment, Charlie felt the call of nature. "Would you mind letting go of me?" he asked. "I gotta go pee."
"I'm not holding you," Erin said.
Charlie propped himself up on his hands, and looked down, and saw a band of flesh that now joined him to Erin from the base of the sternum to the navel. "You are not going to believe this," he said.
"We're conjoined," Erin said. "I just realized where we are."
"I didn't think about it, either," Charlie said. "But as long as we don't leave the hotel property, we should be fine."
"What happens if we leave the hotel property?" Erin asked.
"This becomes permanent," Charlie said. "But if you don't mind, I kind of would like to stay like this for a few days, I've been fascinated by Siamese twins most of my life, I'd kind of like to get to know what it's like being joined to someone."
"That's a subject that's interested me too," Erin said, "but for me, it's personal. You've heard of Chang and Eng Bunker, haven't you?"
"Of course," Charlie said. "They're the ones for whom the term Siamese twins was coined. All the studying I've done on Siamese twins, of course, I know who they are."
"I'm a direct descendant of Eng," Erin said. "On my mom's side. The fact that I'm directly descended from someone who was born joined to another person is where my interest came from. What about you?"
"My dad was as cop with the Sunny Hills Police Department," Charlie said, "but he got killed when I was 3. Since he was killed on the job, my mom got his pension, so to augment it, she began selling Avon. I taught myself to read when I was 2, and read everything I could get my hands on, including my mom's Avon catalogs. One time, when I was 4, I was looking at one, and I saw a picture of two women who were joined back to back. The only things I definitely remember about the picture was that the women had bare shoulders, and that they were wearing white scarves on their heads, and the scarves were knotted between their necks. I can't remember the name of the product that picture was from, that's pretty much all I remember of it. I don't know why, but that picture fascinated me more than anything ever fascinated me before, or since. I kept it in an old shoebox, along with some other magazines, but we moved when I was 10, and somehow, the shoebox got lost in the move."
"I think I may be able to help you with that," Erin said. They got up, and went to her suitcase, where she took out a tablet computer, attached the keyboard, turned it on, and logged into the hotel's wifi. She opened up a browser, and logged on to her persona email account. She sent a quick email to somebody, and afterwards, they got back into bed, and she set the computer on the nightstand next to the bed. "We have some time before my friend gets back to us," she said.
"Enough time to fuck again?" Charlie asked. "Being joined to you turns me on."
"I was hoping you'd say that," Erin said, as they got back into bed. She let out another moan as Charlie entered her again, and they went at it one more time, lasting over an hour, and both reaching climax at the same time. As if it was planned that way, just as soon as they finished, the incoming email notification sound on Erin's computer went off. "What perfect timing," she said, as she grabbed the tablet part of her computer. "Just as you and I finish, my friend gets back to us."
"Your friend?" Charlie asked.
"I have a friend who collects old Avon catalogs," Erin said. "She's got pretty much every one since 1968. When you told me about the picture, I sent her an email, telling her what you were looking for, and what you remembered about it, and told her it probably came out in 1974, and asked her if she would look for it for me, as a favor for a friend. She just emailed me back, and said that she found it, so she scanned it and sent it to me. She sent the picture as an attachment, I was just about to open it." The two of them lay on the bed, and found that the band that joined them was flexible enough that they could almost lie side by side, so they lay on their stomachs, with the tablet set so they could both see it, and Erin opened the attachment, and it showed a page from an Avon catalog for a skin care line called Perfect Balance. At the top of the page was a head and shoulders picture of two women, who were joined back to back, and were wearing nothing but a headscarf, which was knotted between their necks. Erin enlarged the photo, so the picture of the women took up the whole screen. "Is this what you were looking for?" she asked.
"For some reason, I remembered each of the women wearing a separate headscarf, but they were knotted between their necks," Charlie said, "and I don't remember the scarf having a pattern, I just remembered it being plain white, but other than that, it's exactly how I remembered it."
"If you want," Erin said, "I can forward the picture to you."
"I'll give you my email address in the morning," Charlie said.
The two of them went to sleep shortly after, and when they woke up, they got dressed, Charlie in button down shirt, jeans, and sneakers, Erin in the same dress she wore the night before, being thankful the top part buttoned up. "I think we might have to do some shopping," Erin said, as they made their way to the brunch buffet.
"Why's that?" Charlie asked.
"Get some clothes made around how we're joined," Erin said. "I'm beginning to like being joined like this."
"I know what you mean," Charlie said. "The more time I spend joined to you, the more I want it to be permanent."
"That can be arranged," Erin said. "But first things first, I'm starving."
"I hear you," Charlie said. "Hope you don't mind if we hit the omelet bar first. I could really go for a bacon, sausage and colby jack omelet, smothered in nacho cheese."
"Make it two," Erin said. "That sounds delicious."
After the brunch buffet, Charlie and Erin went back to their room to discuss the possibility of making their conjoinment permanent. "It's been kind of lonely since my Bill died," Erin said. "That's why I went on the site in the first place, Traci told me about it."
"Traci?" Charlie asked.
"1DerWoman," Erin said. "Her real name is Traci. She'd been on the site for about a year, ever since she found out her husband was cheating on her, and a few months ago, she told me about it. I go on every night, but last night was the first actual face to face meeting I've had, let alone actual sex."
"Someone as sexy as you can't get laid through that site?" Charlie asked.
"It's because of my age," Erin said. "A lot of guys get turned off by the fact that I'll be 60 in a few months. Just because I'm not in my early 20s, doesn't mean I'm not attractive."
"Some women are like fine wine," Charlie said. "They just get better with age, and I'm not saying that just because I'm attracted to older women. Actually, it's the other way around, I'm attracted to older women because they get more beautiful as they get older."
"So, do you think I'll get more beautiful as I get older?" Erin asked.
"Actually, you're perfect as you are," Charlie said. "And that's how you're going to stay, for at least the next few years."
"How do you know that?" Erin asked.
"Something I remembered reading about this place," Charlie said. "If two people do a permanent conjoinment, and one is significantly older than the other one, the older one's aging process is frozen until the younger one catches up. Since I'm 15 years younger than you, you won't age a day for 15 years. Where else can you get an offer like that?"
"Not aging a day for 15 years does sound like a good thing," Erin said. "It's going to be nice having a man around the house again, someone to talk to. And my bed will be a little less lonely at night with a man to share it with, especially a man as well hung as you."
"And my cousin could always use an extra person at the deli," Charlie said.
"I'll admit it's been pretty boring since I retired from teaching," Erin said. "I'm ready to make this permanent if you are."
"Let's go make this permanent," Charlie said.
Charlie and Erin walked to the edge of the property line, where there was an archway set up. "You absolutely sure you want to make this permanent?" Charlie asked. "Because I am."
"We wouldn't be here if I wasn't," Erin said. The two of them stood as close to side by side as the band of flesh that joined their bodies would stretch, put their arms around each other's waists, and as they crossed through the arch and over the electronic barrier that made their conjoinment permanent, they kissed.