Second Chapter: It would help if you read the first Chapter first, although you don't have to. Please vote, it makes me feel better. Feel free to let me know what you think. Enjoy
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With his ear to the door, sweat running down his face and his heart in his throat, he could clearly hear her now. He didn't know if he should be jealous or excited. Well he sure was excited and he just couldn't be jealous, could he? It was his idea after all. Looking back at his short marriage to the best woman and lover, and how it all got started, he became even more aroused than before. The sound of his wife being fucked behind the door didn't help much.
Maya came home on a Thursday evening to find Phillip in a hot tub. The blues was playing softly to the sound of the bubbles coming from the Jacuzzi, the sun was setting and the view from their outdoor deck was just spectacular.
Phillip was resting in the tub, his head backwards on the deck surrounding it, glass of wine in his hand and sunglasses shielding his closed eyes. Maya stood by the door taking it all in. He was so good looking, she loved every minute of their lives together. Not only was he good looking, he care about her, respected her, and adored her and trusted her. She loved the attention he was giving to her every moment he had a chance to, never missing on anything. When something bothered her he knew, he felt it, and did his best to help or just listened, and was really listening not just pretending to be listening. There is a difference between those two, which she thought escaped most of the male population. He was never jealous, or hid it well. Not the he had a reason to be, but there sure were a lot of people out there who had an eye on her.
Ever since the strange marriage proposal on the night they met, Maya was more receptive to her surrounding. She saw the looks of other males and females, checking her out, fucking her with their eyes. She enjoyed it most of the time. It was a great feeling to have such power. She even noticed Cindy looking at her that way, which surprised her, knowing Cindy for so long and never noticing anything like that. Their wedding was three months after they met, and Cindy took it upon herself to help with the arrangements, since she was partly responsible for it in the first place.
Standing there on the deck leaning against the French door, Maya remembered her wedding dress shopping day. Her and Cindy both had a day off and decided to go shopping for the big day, holding hands and walking from store to store, trying to find something perfect. Their final destination of course was the wedding dress store. It was a high end store in downtown, offering just about anything that had something even remotely to do with weddings. They selected couple wedding dresses and some bride maid's dresses for Cindy and started to try them on. Maya couldn't help notice Cindy looking at her behind her back or when she thought Maya wasn't looking. All the mirrors made it pretty easy to see her no matter where you looked. For the first time Maya looked at Cindy as a beautiful woman, not just a friend, and she had to admit that she sure was beautiful, four inches taller than her, great figure, that didn't have anything that didn't belong there, blond hair cut just above her shoulders made her look even taller to her. She could have been a model; she sure had the face and figure for it. But her eyes, her eyes were almost magical.
They both were just in their underwear, just about to try other dresses on. Maya froze, staring at Cindy in the mirror, just taking in her beauty for the first time. Cindy took another dress to try on, not noticing Maya and her stare. She turned around and met with Maya's green eyes in the mirror. They stood there for few minutes just looking at each other, not saying anything. It felt like the time has stopped.
Maya was the first to move, she turned around and slowly walked towards her friend. She looked up at her, and brought her hand to her face. She touched her cheek lightly. It felt incredibly soft. She slowly moved her hand behind Cindy's head and pulled her towards her.
Their lips met. It was so soft so erotic. It was a light kiss, their lips just barely touching. Maya pulled back just a little bit.
"You are beautiful."
Cindy grabbed Maya's head and kissed her passionately. Their tongues met for the first time and Maya almost lost her balance. Her knees almost buckled under her. It was very different from anything she knew. Even the stranger in the park didn't affect her this way. Then she realized the difference. She didn't care for the stranger, she was a part an incredible night, but she didn't know her, she didn't feel for her, she was a toy, pretty, erotic, live, sex toy. But she cared for Cindy, she was there for her, she was the reason why they were shopping for a wedding dress.
Maya broke the kiss.
"I love you." She said breathlessly. Cindy looked in her green eyes.
"I'm glad, I was starting to loose hope."
Loose hope, what did she mean? Maya gave her a surprised look and Cindy continued.
"I'm in love with you for a long time now. I didn't know it really, but when I was setting the date for you and Phillip, it hit me. I am in love with Maya Smith. I didn't know what to do, I felt like a little kid again having crush on my teacher. Thank you so much."
"For what?" Maya asked surprised.
"For making the first move. I would have never done anything to compromise our friendship. You made it easier." Cindy smiled.
Maya just reached for her again, and brought her lips to her for another passionate kiss. She touched Cindy's body for the first time. Her hand started to travel from her flat stomach to her breast. She was so soft, not like Phillip, rough and manly with hard muscles, but incredibly soft and smooth. She cupped Cindy's breast and started to squeeze them lightly. A moan from Cindy encouraged her, and she slipped her hand under her bra. She started to understand the fascination the guys had about tits. It was something hidden something only for the most personal touches. And she was touching her best friend now the way only her lover can. She was her lover now.
She didn't even feel bad. She loved Phillip, she loved him beyond anything. This was different kind of love, but love never the less. People say, you either love or don't love. No compromises. But Maya started to realize there were different kinds of love out there. She felt the urge to experience them all.
She felt a shock just then, like an electric surge going through her. Cindy was touching her as well. She squeezed Maya's breast lightly as they continued to kiss.
Knock and voice from behind the door broke their private world just then. It was like someone hit the play button after having it on pause for a while. The world started spinning again.
"You guys need anything?" The sales girl asked from behind the door.
Cindy cleared her throat: "No, we're just about done, thanks."
The song ended and Maya, standing by the French door on her deck, open her eyes and realized her hand had moved to her crotch and was massaging her wet pussy. She took all of her cloths off except for her bra and slowly walked towards Phillip. She looked down at him, sleeping in the hot tub, his head tilted back. She put her feet on either side of his head and slowly lowered herself above his face.
Phillip inhaled the aroma or her shaven pussy and out of instinct stuck his tongue out to lick what was above his mouth. He opened his eyes and saw his wife's pussy above his face. He smiled as she lowered herself on his tongue. He loved the taste of his wife, especially after she came home after long day at work. Her taste wasn't as sweet and tasty as if she was fresh and washed but it was personal, only for him. He started licking her pussy. After few minutes Maya lifted herself from his face and as she entered the hot tub she greeted him.
"Hello my love."
"Hi sweetheart, you know, I love when you kiss me hello like this." Phillip was grinning at his wife.
"I love when you kiss me like that, too. But not just hello, anytime."
