Author's note: This is the tenth part of the story of two single 40somethings that met on-line and started an adventurous sexual relationship. It's about exploring their completely heterosexual kinks. You do not have to read previous parts to enjoy this, although several things would be better understood.
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I've been dating Jill for a couple months, and we've been having pretty incredible sex for about half that time. I feel like the luckiest guy in the world to be with her. Jill had "lent my (sexual) services" to two friends in order to "help them out," as she put it. One of them, JJ -- who I called Jill-2 -- owns a sex toy store, where we first met her. JJ recently kicked out her really shitty boyfriend and the realization how bad he had been left her self-confidence shaken. Jill decided I could help fix that...
After work on Wednesday I went home to shower and change clothes before going to pick up JJ at her house for our date. Jill called me, saying, "Hi Tiger. I think I forgot to tell you, or be sure you understood, that what Jill-2, I mean, JJ needs, or wants from you today, is to have several hours of really passionate sex. She and I both know it's not going to turn into anything more between you. She hasn't had any passion in a long time, and the whole betrayal thing has her feeling poorly about herself. I'd like it if you could let her feel like someone really cares for her by making it all about her, and not just sex. I know you can do that, right?"
"Um, yeah, I think I can," I said, trying to process what that all really meant. "I think I can act passionate for her. But, yeah, it's you I'm in lo..., ugh, um, in lust with. Oh shit, Jill. I'm in love with you, even if I'm still scared to admit it. I'll do my best to show JJ a really good time, though."
"Yeah, I bet you will, Tiger," she said with a laugh. "I really love you too, Rob. But I want you to go and make love to Jill, shit, I mean JJ tonight! It seems odd, but just do it for me... well sorta for me."
"You are so weird with these 'helping a friend' things," I said, shaking my head to myself. "Yeah, I'll do my very best to make her feel loved. I guess that's the idea. I have to run. Thanks, Princess."
"I know you will," she said. "I love you and I'll have you make love to me, soon enough. Now go get her Tiger! Love you! Bye."
When I got to JJ's she greeted me from her side door as I got out of my car. She was wearing a pretty yellow, low cut V top that showed her lovely cleavage, even at a distance, and a loose fitting flowered skirt that went just past her mid-thigh. Her wavy dark hair was flowing down below her shoulders, and she looked hot.
"Hi Rob," she said with a big smile as she came out the door.
"Hi JJ, you look great," I said as I approached. "Are you ready to go right to dinner?"
"Thanks," She said, as she came up and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "Yeah, I'm starved. Is it Ok if we just get going?"
"Sure, I'm pretty hungry, too," I said, just a little surprised that she seemed to be more, I don't know, reserved, than usual. Last time she greeted me, in her store, she kissed me full on the lips right in front of Jill.
I opened the car door for her and she sat on the seat facing out, lifting one leg in and letting her skirt slide up with her legs parted to briefly expose her shaved pussy before pulling her other leg in. I'm sure she wanted to arouse me, and she succeeded. I closed the door and walked around to my side of the car, making a little adjustment in my pants.
As I got in she said, "I'm kinda eager to have dinner and then get back here, for some reason."
"Ok, I'll keep that in mind," I replied with a smile, catching on to her continued tease. "Maybe we can get desert to go, and have it back here."
"Oh, I'm planning on something creamy for dessert," she said as I pulled the car out. "And maybe I'll feed you some of it, too," she added as she put her hand on my thigh. "If you don't have any place special planned, could we go to the little place down on the pike by Robertson? Do you know the one?"
"Yeah, that's fine. I was going to ask if you had a preference. I pretty sure I know where you mean, and I've been there a few times. Simple fair but it was always good."
"I like their wines," she said. "And it's usually quiet on a weeknight, or used to be. It's been a while since I went out to dinner. This'll be really nice." She gave my leg a little squeeze and moved her hand back to her lap.
We chatted idly for the rest of the sort drive and after I parked the car, she got out before I could come open her door. We went in and JJ found us a nice booth away from the bar, in the back. "I don't want to deal with other people, if this is Ok with you." I indicated it was fine and we sat. The waitress was there quickly and we both ordered some wine and perused the menu. We decided on our meals in time to order as soon as our wine came.
Once the waitress left I thought I should offer a little toast, so I raised my glass and said, "To good wine and good friends" (I'm really clever on a date).
JJ lifted her glass, quickly adding, "And good sex," before sipping some wine while slyly looking over the rim of her glass at me.
"I don't have many friends down here in Florida," JJ said after setting down her glass. "I guess I don't have many at all anymore. It was nice to meet Jill, and you, and to start to get to know you two. I'm hoping we can do more together. I've missed socializing."
"Yeah, we've sure gotten to KNOW each other, like in the biblical sense," I chuckled, thinking about the few sexual encounters we'd already had. She smiled and gave me a wink. "But, I understand what you mean. My social network isn't very big ether, but I bet Jill's is, though I've yet to meet much of it. She's far more outgoing than I am. Plus I haven't been around here all that long."
"I didn't used to have trouble meeting people and making friends, I just haven't had the free time. Anyway, I really do want to get to KNOW you better," she said, taking other sip of wine and winking at me over the glass. I felt her foot lightly rub against my calf, briefly.