The following week was a pretty much spent with the same naked abandon. David & I just loved being naked & hard together and loved our intense bisexual union. Jen loved to watch or participate whenever she was around. Matt was rather pensive and remorseful about the little incident on the previous Saturday, and kept his distance.
The next Sunday was my birthday and David & Jen wanted to take me out for brunch. We all ended up at āLe Mer Blancā a nice waterfront restaurant. David had mentioned something before but it had slipped my mind when he introduced Beth and Jon to our table, who were back in town visiting for the summer from Calgary. Justin the model from art class was there too as was Matt, who more than anything was curious about Jen.
We had a boisterous time and eventually ended up at Justinās place to party. Justin lived in a one-room artists flat by the waterfront that was fairly large and open with hardwood floors and windows out on the harbor. A kitchen was tucked in one corner and a living area with a couch & chairs centered a huge bed in the other corner. As the partying progressed & we got a pretty good buzz going and I was standing with a glass of wine talking with Jon and Beth. She was everything that David had described her as ā a slim, smooth hard body with long straight brown hair, lovely face & smile. She was a fox in her casual, flimsy, yet elegant short, blue summer dress. Her petite, yet pert titties gently swayed as she moved and her pointy nipples clung to the flimsy dress, pointing enticingly out. She had a mischievous grin as she hung on Jonās arm and laughed along with us.
āGo ahead Jon, I know you are dying toā I heard her whisper to Jon.
āNo you startā he stammered back.
āDid David ever tell you about the incident on the boat a few summers backā Beth asked me in a matter of fact way.