By Penelope Downs, AKA Doc


Disclaimer: This is a humorous spin-off from a tale in The Decameron, The third day, tenth tale to be exact; it's one of the stories from that great book that was banned in Boston, no doubt. (Yes, if you recall, the pun in that one was putting the devil back into hell.) The Decameron is in the public domain; no copyright infringement has been committed. The characters in this story are mine and I own the copyright. Use without my permission is prohibited. Any resemblance to a person, dead or alive, is unintentional. If you under 18 years of age, are offended by same sex romances, or it's illegal to read about it where you live, stop now and read no further.

The tall, dark she-devil looked mischievously at the petite angel. She quirked an eyebrow and smiled unconsciously as she ogled the beautiful creature with short blonde hair. (Yes, the smile was unconscious. That kind of behavior was frowned upon by her superiors; it wasn't appropriate for devils.) When the she-devil realized she was smiling, she quickly stopped and actually put a scowl on her face. 'Damn,' she thought to herself. 'I'll get stuck inducting new arrivals again if Bel saw me smiling at her. Well, I don't plan on doing that again anytime soon. I'll just saunter away so I won't be tempted to stare at her again. I'm not going to get into trouble over some bimbo do-gooder who's gotten herself stuck in Heaven.'

The she-devil stepped back and began moving through the delegation of her fellow devils. She planned on going to the back of the group to cavort and joke around with her best friend Mach. Mach was an enlightened, almost jovial devil (if it had been appropriate to call a devil jovial), who in life had been a minor official who had lived in a city-state in Italy during the Renaissance. Through a strange quirk of faith, a couple of minor works that Mach had written actually got noticed several generations after his death and he had become famous, much to his chagrin. His fellow devils wouldn't let him live it down for at least 400 years. The she-devil had become a fast and close friend of his because, unlike the others, she had never teased him.

When she reached Mach, the she-devil stuck her tongue out and made a face before she slapped him on the back. (That was the appropriate way for devils to greet each other.) "Mach, my old, ugly, slimy friend have you ever seen such a boring group? Why anyone would want to come to this place is beyond me."

Mach returned the she-devil's greeting, sticking out his tongue and touching the tip of his nose with it while he made a frightful face. "Well Vi, this place may be boring, but the inhabitants are all very beautiful. I wouldn't mind sticking around here a couple of centuries just to look at them. I don't think that I would mind a lack of action."

The she-devil shook her head in disbelief and then silently stared at her friend for a few minutes. Breaking the silence she said. "First, I'd be careful if I were you. You might get yourself into trouble if management thinks you're willing to side with the competition. But more importantly, why would you want to hang around with these . . these . . [the she-devil was at a loss for words to describe the angels, who surrounded and outnumbered the devils in the delegation] . . .do-gooders?"

Mach looked around thoughtfully and then replied. "Vi, I'm not saying I would never get bored here. I'm sure I would. I get bored in Hell even though we have the most notorious and infamous souls who can keep you enthralled for weeks and months with the tales of their exploits as people. A change of pace is good once and awhile. That's why I wouldn't mind spending a bit of time here."

At that point, Mach noticed one of the angels waiving at him, trying to get his attention. He excused himself and left to go speak to the tall, handsome creature that had so desperately wanted to get his attention. Vi, left alone, looked around at her fellow devils to see whom she might want to hang around with. Unfortunately, Vi even found many devils boring. Gil was standing around, but he wasn't a choice. He had gained notoriety among his peers when the description of the personal tour that he had led through Hell had been published. However, Vi had known him when both had been alive and she hadn't liked him as a person. She didn't like him any better as a devil. She also saw some younger devils, whom she didn't like either. She began to get angry at Mach for abandoning her since she didn't see any devils whom she deemed to be suitable companions when she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She turned around abruptly; planning on striking the offending party who had dared touch her. She was surprised to find the petite angel standing there. Apparently, the little blonde wasn't intimidated by devils at all and had wadded through the crowd to follow her.

The blonde angel smiled before she spoke. "Excuse me. I wondered if you would like to come with me to get some refreshments?"

The she-devil stared at the angel in disbelief and thought to herself, 'I can't believe that she followed me all the way here to ask me if I want something to eat. Isn't she afraid that I might eat her.' The she-devil decided that she might get into trouble if she wasn't polite. (Even though that wasn't normal behavior for devils.) She replied, "Well, I'm not really hungry but thanks for the offer."

The angel didn't plan on taking no for an answer. She found the she-devil to be very, very attractive and wanted to get to know her better. She also had the reputation for being very stubborn. (A rare trait among angels.) She looked the she-devil in the eyes and said, "I don't believe you. You look like you're thirsty and I bet you're famished, too. I insist that you come with me." She grabbed the she-devil's hand and started to lead her away from her fellow devils.

The she-devil was so shocked by the angel's boldness that she let her lead her to a tent, which had many tables set up with all kinds of food and beverages. The angel led her to a particular table that bore delicacies that had been popular during Vi's life as a human. Although the angel didn't take anything from that table, Vi couldn't resist taking one of each item, that is until she reached her favorite--figs; she took a handful of those. Once her plate was full, Vi grabbed a goblet and filled it with some strong Etruscan wine. She was about to look for a place to sit down so she could enjoy her treats when the small angel began tugging at her elbow.

"Follow me. Once I get some food, I'll take you to one of my favorite spots where we can eat in peace."

The she-devil decided that she would resign herself to obeying the small angel's dictates and followed her. The little angel went to a table laden with very unattractive dishes. The she-devil watched as the angel filled her plate so full that it looked like it might spill its contents. The angel then picked up a pitcher of dark liquid and headed out of the tent. The she-devil followed silently, wondering where the angel was headed. The angel finally stopped beside a beautiful, secluded lake. She set her plate and pitcher down and then lifted her long robe so she could sit down cross-legged. The she-devil imitated her actions, sitting down across from the little angel.

The angel decided to break the awkward silence that had descended on the two during the long walk to the lake. She smiled her most beguiling smile and batted her long eyelashes at the she-devil before she spoke. "I've always been interested in hearing what it's like in Hell. Do you enjoy it there?" While she waited for the she-devil to answer, the angel picked up a somewhat familiar-looking implement and used it to scoop up some of the unattractive food on her plate and bring it to her mouth.

The she-devil watched the angel's actions in amazement before she answered curtly. "Well, since I only know Hell, I guess I'd have to say I like it. There are some interesting souls there and we have a good time."

The angel sighed, realizing that she might have to do most of the talking. The beautiful she-devil didn't appear to be much of a conversationalist. She continued her line of questioning. "What kinds of things do you enjoy doing?"

The she-devil had only managed to put the first bite of food in her mouth when the angel asked her another question. She was beginning to get irritated at all the chatter. 'Doesn't she know when to shut up and let a devil eat in silence.' Vi thought to herself. The only thing devils got to eat in Hell was gruel. Vi didn't relish having to wolf down the first delicacies that she had had in eons. She wanted to savor each bite. She didn't expect to get such treats again. She gave a short reply since her mouth was full of food. "Just things, you know, pulling pranks, practical jokes, devil-sort-of-things."

The angel sensed that the devil wasn't too happy about being asked questions while she ate. She decided she should let her eat in silence. When the she-devil was finished, she'd ask her questions. Even though the angel had more food on her plate, she finished first. She sat back and observed the devil eating her food. She was absolutely engrossed in savoring the taste of each item. The look on her face made the angel quiver. The she-devil actually looked happy. The angel remained silent. She decided that not speaking wouldn't be an imposition. She found herself absorbed in watching the she-devil relish her meal.

The she-devil had emptied her goblet before she finished eating. When the angel saw that her goblet was empty, she picked up the untouched pitcher and poured some of the dark liquid into the vessel. The she-devil stared at it, refusing to pick it up. The angel finally spoke. "Try it; it's not poison. I think you'll like it."

The she-devil cautiously picked up the goblet and brought it to her nose to sniff. It smelled all right; it was some kind of grain-based, fermented beverage. The devil slowly brought it to her lips and took a small sip. The liquid tasted good and she took a gulp. 'Hum, I wonder why the angel isn't drinking any of this. It tastes pretty good.' The devil smiled at the angel, set the goblet down and proceeded to finish her meal. When the she-devil was finished eating, she picked up the goblet and drained it. To her surprise, the angel immediately refilled it with the dark liquid. Moving her eyes from the goblet to the devil, the angel silently encouraged the devil to partake more of the heady beverage. The she-devil thought to herself, 'Well, if she doesn't want any so much the better for me. I could develop a liking for this stuff.' She picked up the goblet and drained it again, only to find the angel refilling it again. This continued until the pitcher was empty. By that point, the devil was beginning to feel relaxed. Something she hadn't done in quite a while. (You see devils couldn't let their guard down. They were inclined to pull vicious practical jokes on one another, all the time.)

The angel decided that rather than speaking, she should take some action. During her meal, she had developed a plan to see if the rumors she had heard about devils were true. She stood up and pulled off her robe. Turning to the she-devil she said. "I'm going for a swim, care to join me?"

The she-devil looked appreciatively at the angel's beautiful body. She became absorbed in looking at all the curves and planes of that body and forgot to reply. The angel cleared her throat to get the devil's attention. The she-devil would have blushed if she could (devils had a naturally ruddy complexion that made them appear to blush all the time) and responded. "I'm pretty comfortable, I'll just watch you if you don't mind."

The angel smiled sweetly and said, "No, I don't mind." She then moved slowly to the lake. She decided to go in waist deep. She wanted her breasts to remain visible to the devil. She then splashed water on her breasts and shoulders, rubbing her breasts once they were wet.

The devil sat on the bank and watched the angel. Her mouth began to water at the site of the beautiful body. She felt her secret begin to stir and wondered what to do. She continued to watch as the angel moved one of her hands underwater to rub her private parts. The devil groaned and decided she could safely give herself some relief since the angel's eyes were closed. She moved her hand under her short skirt and pulled the growing member from its secret pocket. She rubbed it and it became more turgid. When it had grown to its full length, she took both hands and began to rub it vigorously, groaning in pleasure.

At this point, the angel walked out of the lake and stopped in front of the devil. Dropping to her knees, she leaned down to inspect the she-devil's member. She smiled to herself, thinking 'So at least one of the rumors is true. They all have male members. Now to see if they are as good at using it as I've heard.' The angel gently pulled the she-devil's hands away from her member and said, "Let me help you." The angel moved her mouth to the devil's member and began licking the length of it. The devil gasped and grabbed the angel's head to encourage her to continue. The angel did, listening in pleasure as the she-devil's moans grew louder. When the she-devil began bucking her hips, the angel decided further action was called for. She moved closer to the she-devil and pushed her down in the grass. The angel then straddled the devil's hips and lowered herself onto her member. The angel groaned this time. The fully erect member felt very good inside her. She began thrusting her hips, riding the devil.

The devil was amazed at the feelings she was experiencing. It was true that she had engaged in fellatio and anal intercourse with her fellow devils, but that was different. The angel felt very good, especially when the muscles in her cunt began contracting. That was something she didn't experience during intercourse with her fellow devils; besides, her arousal during anal intercourse with them was diminished somewhat by constantly having to be on guard to avoid getting struck by a pesky tail. The devil grabbed the angel's hips to fill her more. She actually wished she could crawl inside the beautiful creature. She felt the juices explode from her member as the angel writhed on top of her, convulsing. The angel then collapsed on her. The devil began to panic, wondering whether she had hurt the angel. She turned over gently so that the angel was lying on her back. She began to pull her member out so she could get up when the angel put her legs around her waist and groaned. The angel opened her hooded eyes, which had grown dark with passion, and said, "Stay in me, please."

The devil smiled and complied with the angel's request. She found herself enjoying the company of the little blonde. She spent the entire night with her, showing her various positions from the Kharma Sutra, which was one of the most popular books in Hell. The angel was an eager pupil and followed the devil's instructions to the letter. She was very reluctant to part company with the devil when dawn approached, but both realized they would have to return to their respective groups.

When the she-devil returned to her companions, she found her friend Mach. Like her, he too had a big smile on his face. Looking at her, he spoke first. "If I didn't know better, I'd say that you changed you mind about staying here a bit longer, Vi."

The she-devil looked at him, winked and replied. "Well, you're right. However, I don't think that I'm the only one who'd volunteer if management wanted a delegation to remain behind to improve relations." She then put her arm around her friend's shoulder to pull him along as she began to search for Bel. She planned on talking their leader into doing just that, leaving them behind to serve as sort-of-ambassadors. She had found that she liked it in Heaven, at least in one particular angel.

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