Bob lay on the floor of Susan's living room, nude, his mind recalling the feeling of his tongue in Susan's ass while she stood at the kitchen sink a few minutes ago, the warmth of her pussy on his cock, the expressing in her eyes as she lowered her pussy to his mouth, feeing him his own cum
He had begun his first date with her just over twenty four hours ago and memories flooded in - memories of fingering her clit under the table in a restaurant, of her blowing him in the car on the way back. He thought of things he had done at her house that he had never done before, the strapon she had used on him.
He knew he was exhausted by the fact that his cock was not getting hard as he thought - - just stirring a bit. It was probably a good thing he was alone; his cock wouldn't be any good to Susan now anyway. It was dark and she had left a few minutes ago to visit her next door neighbor and best friend, Gina.
Rising slowly, Bob moved to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He needed something to eat, something to keep his strength up, and then he needed sleep, that is, if he was going to try to keep up with this lovely, seemingly insatiable woman. Finding some leftovers, he ate and went to bed, a picture of Susan in his head. When she left for Gina's she had been wearing a short robe that barely covered her ass. He wondered if she and Gina would . . . but he was tired, no, sexually exhausted and was soon asleep.
Susan, meanwhile, had arrived at Gina's back door. Their houses were side by side and they had a gate connecting their back yards. She knocked and waited till Gina opened the door, wearing a completely sheer, see-through robe open in the front. She smiled at Gina, looking up and down the opening.
"I have the air conditioner on, and needed a little something on my shoulders." Gina explained, moving toward her living room.
Susan followed still smiling. She knew that Gina would normally have opened the door nude, knowing that no one but Susan would be at her back door.
Nudity was nothing new for either of the women. They spent time nude in Susan's spa; shared the details of their sexual exploits; watched porn movies together, and had lately began to masturbate while watching the movies.
Although they had a close relationship, neither had made a move on the other sexually. Susan had suspected that Gina was bi, but Gina never confirmed it, never told of any sexual encounters with other women.
Susan had always thought of herself as straight. Sure, she had had erotic feelings as she and Gina talked and masturbated together, but had put it down to being excited by the porn movie and the movement of her hand over her clit.
Things had changed a short time ago. After she and Bob had enjoyed each other this morning, Bob had called his office and taken the week off. Then they had slept for several hours.
Waking, she had gone into the kitchen, nude, and was talking with Gina through her kitchen window when Bob had crawled behind her, licking her ass and pussy. As she described to Gina what was happening, she watched her take her shorts off and masturbate, sitting on the patio table and felt a sudden, strong urge to lick her pussy. That is why she was here. She had wondered if Gina could see the desire in her eyes and needed to clear the air with her best friend, not wanting anything to hurt the friendship.
"Let me turn down the AC and get comfortable." Gina said, moving down the hall while Susan sat on the sofa.
The air was comfortable to her and Susan shrugged her robe off. When Gina returned, she did likewise and sat in a chair facing the sofa.
"So," Gina began. "Did you suck his cock after he ate you?"
"I sure did. And he fucked me. And ate his cum out of my pussy again." Susan laughed.
"Again? That's twice." Susan had told her on the phone earlier about their morning sex. "You need to think about keeping him."
"I think I would like to. He's the only man I know who will do anything I want him to sexually." Susan sighed. "But he's married."
"Take him away from his wife." Gina laughed. "I'll bet you have sexier tits and pussy than she does."
"I couldn't do that." Susan smiled back, knowing that Gina was at least partially serious in her suggestion. She continued. "But I'm not here to talk about Bob."
"What are you here to talk about?" Gina asked.
"About seeing you on the patio table playing with your pussy. It may have been Bob's tongue in my ass, but I really liked watching you."
"You like to watch me rub my pussy?" Gina asked quizzically, spreading her legs and rubbing herself to please her friend.
"No, you don't understand." Susan responded. "I REALLY liked watching you touch your pussy."
"Oh." Gina responded, beginning to realize what Susan was trying to say, but afraid to. "Did you want to eat me too?" Gina continued with an impish grin.
"I wanted to tell you about it, Gina, sort of clear the air. You're my best friend and I don't want a brief time of sexual thoughts to hurt our friendship. I'm sorry about it."
"Please don't be sorry." Gina's voice was soft and comforting now. "I can tell you that I have had those feelings about you since the first time I saw you in pink shorts and halter top the day the movers put your furniture in the house."
"You remember what I wore then?"
"Remember? God, how could I forget. I thought you were the hottest woman I had ever seen."
"You have fantasized about me?" Susan asked.
"Yes. I have." Gina responded.
The two women looked into each other's eyes, each contemplating what had just passed between them. Then Gina broke the silence.
"You know I'm bi."
"You never told me that, but I kind of suspected you were."
"Suspected, as in a bad thing?" Gina asked quizzically.
"No, not bad." Susan responded quickly. "I think it's fine."
Silence settled in the room again, and both began to feel a different intensity in the air.
"You never came on to me." Susan's statement was more of a question.
"I value our friendship. You are the best friend I have in the world, and I was afraid that if I did, you would be angry or embarrassed."
