When I began to rouse from my peaceful sleep, I was on my side, being spooned, but not from Marc. Cindy's full breasts pressed into my back, her arm hung over my belly above the covers. Her perfume teased my nose and I opened my eyes to see that morning sunshine filled the room.
I remembered our encounter and wondered if Marc was spooned into Cindy's back as well. Soon, sounds from the kitchen below answered that question, and the smell of bacon took over.
I rolled on my back, disturbing her sleep. Just then, a rap on the bedroom door startled us. "I have breakfast on the way, if you ladies would like to hop in the shower."
I looked at Cindy's toussled hair, and asked, "do you want to go first, or together?"
"Together's fine," she replied.
We were quiet when we stepped in, with me in front. Cindy reached for both loofas and soaped them up. The overhead rain shower panel soaked us both, and Cindy took my hand and guided it to the wall in front, slightly above my head. I raised my other as well, leaning forward, the steady stream of water dousing my back. My long hair, gathered to one side, created a waterfall to the shower floor.
Cindy glided the soapy sponges across my shoulders and down along my rib cages, her hands mirroring each other. They traveled up the smooth roundness of my belly before finding that only my pink, erect nipples hung from my otherwise flat chest.
Her large nipples pressed into my back. She allowed one loofa to fall so that her left hand continued to soap up my chest, while her right hand lowered to my pussy and teased my clit. Cindy whispered, "I love how hard your nipples are," while she cupped one tiny bud and then the other in her hand. I barely heard her through my own moaning.
Small circles excited my nubbin with her gentle tugs and twists of my nipple. "Cum for me, Suzy," she whispered in my ear, as she slid two fingers into my dripping slit and strummed my clit with her thumb.
"Ohhh, God," was all I got out before my orgasm washed over me, causing my legs to quiver. Once sated, I turned and kissed her lips, both our faces splashing wet from the rain.
I walked her back to the wall and out of the deluge. My hands played with both heavy breasts, pinching the dark nipples as she moaned in pleasure. I kissed her neck, and lower, dropping one knee to access her nipple with my mouth.
Cindy's hand caressed my head as my other knee fell as well. My kisses drew lower, near her belly, when her hand cupped my chin. "You don't have to...".
I looked up between her heaving breasts and said, "I want to," and kissed my way to her trimmed pubes.
Cindy lifted a foot onto the edge of the bathtub, and lowered her back down the wall for my face to lick her water-soaked thighs and upward. Her heat and scent awakened me as my nose pushed into her reddish curls. Cindy grasped my head and mushed my face into her vulva, uttering, "Eat me, Suz." My right hand moved up her thigh and two fingers entered the valley to her sex, while my tongue pushed its way into her meaty folds to flick at her cock-like button.
Two fingers entered her slick tunnel and coursed their way along its velvety walls. My lips pursed around her clit and I sucked the engorged nubbin between them, the flat of my tongue tickling the head.
Cindy looked down at me eating her pussy, and said, "Put all of your fingers in me." I added the others and pushed them in and out of her, stretching her; my fingertips playing with the lining along the top of her vagina. Cindy squatted a bit more, groaning at the double pleasure given her. "Make a fist, Suz," she pleaded.
I pulled my hand back to add my thumb, and I forced all of it into her pussy, eliciting a gutteral moan from my best friend. I pushed as far inside her as I could, and then back to her tight entrance, while my attention to her clit brought her near the edge. Cindy took hold of my wrist and fucked herself with it, using me like her own sex toy.
She began to shudder and released my hand to my own control, her pussy pulsing all around my wrist. I watched her face contort as her climax peaked, and I eased both my oral and fingering pleasure. I reached to the tub floor and found the discarded loofa, and stood up.
Cindy greeted me with a full kiss, tastiing herself as our tongues explored the other. From downstairs came the call, "Ladies," from Marc. We each quickly washed up and stepped out to dry off. Cindy went to her room to get dressed and we met down in the kitchen, where my husband had set out omelets and toast with fresh coffee and some watermellon slices.
Cindy took one look and said, "No man has ever done this for me. Thank you, Marc." She approached him and gave him a peck on the cheek.
"You're welcome. Anytime, Cindy," he replied, and pulled out her chair for her. The look on her face was both surprise and appreciation. Cindy pulled out her phone and checked it.
She laughed out loud and said, "Six missed calls and twenty-five texts! I wonder who has been trying to get hold of me?" She and I giggled.
"Fuck him!" I said.
"Never again," Cindy retorted. We both laughed out loud, with Marc listening quietly.
As we sat and began eating, Marc asked,"
So what's on the agenda today, Suzy?"
I looked at the clock, which showed just after ten. I said," Well, after this nice meal, I think my bestie might enjoy some one-on-one time with my man. Are you up for that, Marc?"
Cindy was already looking at Marc for his response, when he said, "I'm UP already, if you know what I mean." He looked to her to see a broad grin in return. Soon after, we found ourselves with empty cups and plates. As Marc stood up to take his plate to the sink, I said "I will get these later. I have an idea! Cindy, how about we take another picture in your bed?"
"Fuck, Suz! Jack will freak the fuck out! Yes!! The three of us walked across the yard and into the front door. As we ascended the stair to their bedroom, Cindy added, "This is so good." Once in the room, she asked, "So, how are we going to do this?"
