A Fond Farewell
The week with Sue went all too quickly. Unfortunately I had to work a couple of evenings so we didn't see each other as much as we all would have liked. Vicky and Sue had other things to do as well. I suggested to Tony that we make her last night on the Thursday a memorable one.
"You mean just in case she doesn't remember any of the rest of the week?" he said rather dryly.
I phoned Vicky from work and invited the two of them for supper. I warned that it would be nothing grand. The last supper! No miracles!
I managed to get away early as I had done masses of overtime earlier in the week and bought food to prepare. I had the flat to myself which made life easier. As I pottered around with the food I reflected on the excitement of the previous few weeks and how far I had come in discovering my real sexual self. How far and how often!
Even the thought of the nights of passion got me steamy and I flirted with a provocatively shaped carrot that lay invitingly on the work surface. Before I realised what I was doing I was rubbing the vegetable against my crotch and moments later it was inside my panties. It was hard, rough and pointed and just the job as a makeshift dildo. I splayed my legs, pulled my panties to my knees, and started to play with myself. I steadied myself against the cabinets while I began to fuck the carrot more effectively. I looked around for other exciting objects and saw a cucumber which was otherwise meant for the salad. I decided that it would wash easily and then thought that my comrades would probably prefer the soiled article rather than the clean one! I took the cucumber in my other hand and ran it up and down the crack of my arse. I inserted the carrot as far as it would go, that is right to the tip and started bringing myself off. I pushed the tip of the cucumber against my anus and flirted with the idea of pushing it in but decided that I would be wiser to use the bigger blunt object on my clit. So with the carrot firmly in my cunt I stimulated my clitoris with the cucumber. My head was filled with memories of the last week and fantasies about the night ahead and these induced a sizeable orgasm a few minutes later.
I licked both of my dildo substitutes clean and went on preparing the meal as though nothing had happened.
Tony turned up eventually and insisted on fingering me up as soon as he got in. He got a pleasant shock as he didn't usually find my cunt quite as wet as it was.
"What have you been up to my love?"
"Nothing" I replied "I'm just pleased to see you as Mae West might say"
We left it there but I know he had his suspicions. Vicky and Sue came down about half seven and Ben arrived about ten minutes later. I had inadvertently forgotten to mention to anyone that I had invited Ben! I knew from a hint that Vicky had dropped that they had spoken in the week and from what she had said after the night of a thousand orgasms, she really would like to see more of him. I pointed out there wasn't that much left to see but she ignored me!
Anyway I knew I had done the right thing by the look on her face as he walked through the door. I imagined that both her cunt and Sue's were moistening nicely as he moved over to give them a welcoming kiss.
We broke open a bottle of cheap champagne and mixed it with orange to make a buck's fizz or fuck's bizz as Tony insisted on re-naming it.
Then we sat down to a delicacy of mine involving salmon in cream sauce. As we did so Vicky spoke:
"You realise you have broken my dream" she said
"Done what?" asked Tony
"Broken my dream. If you have a dream and shortly after it comes true, you call that breaking the dream. Last night I had a really vivid and very erotic dream about a dinner party."
She stopped talking and left us waiting while she ate her food.
"Go on" I insisted "Tell all"
"Yes" added Sue "You do realise that you owe us one. When we had the story session on Monday you didn't contribute. You really should have paid a forfeit"
"I thought that was me" joked Ben
"I know that" said Vicky "but we did get rather preoccupied. Anyway why tell stories when you can experience the real thing? Do you want to hear about my dream?"
"Yes" was the unanimous verdict.