Jane and Cathy entered the house and Jane immediately turned up the stairs, Cathy shortly behind her. Jennie noticed the two women had gone upstairs, so she went and let Tommy in. Tommy beamed at her.
"They're upstairs -- I guess getting dressed," said Jennie.
Tommy smiled at her and thought about going upstairs himself to see them, but decided not to, if only because he realized it might not do his heart any good to see that lovely girl Jane again. He knew Cathy was hot, but when he thought of Jane he kept thinking of Aphrodite, the Sirens, or the Lorelei tempting and tantalizing him. He tried to stop thinking about her.
He heard them laughing upstairs and he felt his heart pounding. All through his work meeting he had been seeing Jane's lightly tanned body in his mind's eye; hearing her seductive laugh; admiring her playful, appealing eyes and trying hard to re-visualize the lovely curves of her ass and the tanned sweeps of her thighs and calves.
"She is something else..." he breathed to himself.
"Sorry?" Jennie asked, shaking him out of his reverie.
"Oh nothing,...it is nothing...I was just thinking of Jane...why is a beautiful woman like her not married?"
Jennie, having seen the signs before, replied tiredly, "Well you could have said the same about Cathy, before you snapped her up. Just because someone's beautiful doesn't mean they get nicely treated or find the right person, does it?"
Her voice carried a slight edge to it and after she said it she felt slightly embarrassed. Many times she had stood right next to Jane and had been ignored, first by boys when she was younger, and then by men and then, occasionally, even by her own boyfriends. Jane had always been able to cope with excess attention, but the very fact she was so good at both attracting it and ignoring it often irritated Jennie, who only rarely was the center of attention. She was very fond of Jane and she knew her jealousy was ugly, but it was there despite Jane's correctness in all their dealings. Jennie knew, although she hated to admit it, that she would give a lot to be Jane on so many occasions. Tommy's obvious interest in her had brought out the poisonous thoughts again.
"Oh, I'm sorry Tommy, but you know, Jane is always being asked about and fantasized over, ever since I have known her. She's just one woman you know. What about the rest of us for god's sake?' Jennie smiled and Tommy smiled back.
"Yes, I see, sorry Jennie. You know I have nothing in my heart for Jane, I just wondered that's all." He shrugged and asked if he could sit down.
"Of course, please, go ahead," She did not believe Tommy for a moment; he had the hots for Jane, no question. He was like a puppy. Some men don't know when they're well off, she thought, thinking of his wife and her incredible physique. Mind you, Cathy is perhaps a little dopey...
She walked over and shouted up the stairs, "Hey you two, you can come down any time now, dinner's almost ready."
She heard an answering voice say, "OK", and Jane reappeared in a white T-shirt and a plain blue skirt reaching to just above the knee with the same transparent sexy heels she wore earlier. She was elegant and stylish, more like a catalog clothing model between shoots than the rather too hot sex goddess she had been in her skimpy bikini and heels. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail and it made her look older and more serious, but no less beautiful. In fact it could be argued that she was even more appealing than she had been earlier when only in her bikini. Her skin seemed to shine with rude health and sex appeal. Both Jennie and Tommy did not fail to notice her extraordinary attractiveness.
"Hi everyone, hi Jennie, it smells just lovely. Hello Tommy. Office meeting a success?" Jane looked very wholesome and her teeth flashed white behind her sensual lips.
Before Tommy could answer they heard Cathy on the stairs. Cathy's outfit had emphasized her prodigious assets. Jane and Jennie exchanged smiles -- Cathy was perhaps not the most subtle of women. Cathy's tight miniskirt showed her muscular legs off to perfection, and her tight tank top displayed her breasts, which no one could fail to notice were showing spectacularly through the tight material, even though she was at least wearing a bra. The tank top was fashionably short and showed off her smooth hard abs. Jane couldn't stop herself looking to see if she could see the edge of her panties under the waist of her black cotton and lycra skirt. Cathy's blonde hair, like Jane's was now tied up behind her head and she looked elated and vivacious. Pulling her hair back emphasized her rather sharp face and, without the softening effect of her hair framing her face, her nose seemed larger still.
Cathy had kissed Jane again on the landing upstairs before they had changed, and Jane had contemplated following her into her and Tommy's room for more fun with that hard body, but she decided against it when she heard Tommy and Jennie talking downstairs -- no need to tempt fate she thought. Cathy had given her a longing look as Jane turned into her room to change. Jane had felt a pulse of intense desire as this affirmed to her that Cathy wanted her again.
Jane looked at Cathy and yet again experienced wetness oozing in between her legs. Cathy was wearing a pair of black stiletto heels -- at once tarty and yet also Jane had to admit, incredibly sexy.
"Wow Cathy, you off clubbing later? You had better watch her Tommy," Jane spoke what had been in Jennie's mind too, and Jennie laughed. Cathy colored up, while Tommy looked uncomfortable, but also very proud. Cathy lent over, sticking her ass out, as she kissed Tommy. It suddenly occurred to Jane that Cathy maybe had no panties on to tempt her still further. She flushed at her thoughts, feeling herself becoming even wetter and more aroused.
Cathy sat next to Tommy, and Jennie went into the kitchen. Tommy's hand was on Cathy's bare thigh and Jane saw him squeezing her firm flesh. Jane could not help but remember that only half an hour ago those self same thighs had been around her head as her tongue lashed Cathy's sex. Even now Jane could remember the taste and wetness. Cathy's legs opened and Jane could see that Cathy was (thank god) wearing panties. They were black lacy ones and Jane shivered at the thought of the sexy minge over which they were tightly stretched. Cathy smiled at Jane, enjoying her discomfort.
"So Jane, do you want come dancing with me later?" Cathy's voice was enticing and Tommy looked more than a little bemused.
"Oh, I don't know -- I'm a bit tired for all that." She almost said she had a headache but stopped herself in time before the cliché popped out. It was not as though she did not want to finish what she had started either. Jane wondered whether Cathy really wanted to go out or if it was just a game. The thought of her and Cathy out drinking struck her as weird somehow. She thought that this spoke a little of "relationship". She really was not ready for this, and she was certain neither was Cathy -- Jane assumed she was just flirting with her. The trouble, Jane admitted to herself, is that it's working.
"Anyway -- I think I would be a fifth wheel with you two."
Tommy leapt in with a gallant, "Ah no Jane, I think you would not be alone for long. Should you enter a room you would soon have many admirers."
Jennie came back in and Cathy's legs snapped together. With some relief Jane got up and asked if she could help.
"Yes, OK. You can carry the salads."
Both Tommy and Cathy's eyes looked at Jane with more than passing interest as she went into the kitchen. Cathy was remembering her lovely ass and the feel of her tight buttocks and the wetness of her sex on her back, her shapely calves, glistening with tanning lotion, as Jane's fingers touched and skillfully caressed her own trembling thighs. She smiled and shifted in her seat as she seemed to feel again the touch of Jane's well-manicured nails and fingertips on her pubic hair, then the feel of them pushing slowly and erotically deep inside her, making her gasp in pleasure -- pulling the orgasm slowly but insistently out of her....
Cathy shifted her legs, her wetness stirring inside her. Tommy's hand left her thigh and, brushing her bare stomach, he pushed his fingers under her skirt and Cathy exhaled as his fingers explored under the waistband of her panties.
Tommy was seeing Jane in his mind's eye as she had been earlier: all perfect feminine physique in her hot little swimsuit. He imagined himself starting to engage in foreplay with her -- her wet mouth and her playful eyes and her beautiful neck leading down to her wonderful cleavage. He felt himself getting intensely aroused and he pressed his hand further down into the warmth of his wife's panties.
"Jane is very attractive," he said, "She makes me want to do it with you..." Cathy felt Tommy's lips on her cheek and she responded to his touch by turning her face towards his. Feeling his hands encircling her waist, she felt a sexual thrill pass through her imagining that he was Jane.
"Yes, she is lovely isn't she?" Cathy whispered and, putting her hand on his groin, she felt his erection. "You really do like her don't you?" she purred, her fingers on his hardness.
"Hey, you guys, come on," Jennie's voice made them jump in surprise and they quickly stood up in an attempt to cover up their intense excitement. Arm-in-arm they swept passed Jennie and into the dining room, Cathy still towering over her short husband and Tommy, a little embarrassed, trying to conceal the bulge in his pants.
In the kitchen Jennie had touched Jane on the shoulder and had said conspiratorially.
"What's up with Cathy -- she looks as though she is trying too hard -- I mean -- to -- well," Jennie knew what she wanted to say, but felt bad about being catty about her friend,
"Yeah, I knew she is a bit ... "obvious". I don't get it either -- perhaps she is trying to capture Tommy's interest?" Jane sounded very plausible. Of course she had no idea how Cathy dressed usually, but she assumed from Jennie's comment, it was much less provocatively.
"It's weird, I have never seen her quite as skanky as this: I mean it's just us. Not that I should really be saying this -- you are not exactly looking like a nun either."
"Maybe Tommy likes it -- sometimes foreigners have different ideas about how a woman should dress?" Jane decided not to comment on Jennie's thoughts on her outfit.
"Yes, possibly: he is rather old fashioned, but the "fuck me I'm available" look is hardly very classy." Jennie shrugged her shoulders indicating she was baffled. Cathy looked as though she wants sex now, she thought, whereas Jane looked more the girl that you would count yourself lucky if you got to talk to for just five minutes -- even if you wanted more.
"Perhaps she is trying to get you interested?" Jennie gave Jane a knowing look, remembering the intertwined shoes and the two naked amazons in her pool.
Jane smiled slightly, "Yeah, right like I'd be really interested -- did she say something to you?"
Jennie shrugged. Jane breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You know she did tell me that Tommy was not exactly keeping her, well, satisfied."
"Really? He would be mortified to hear someone say that. He is very prickly about his prowess, He assumes everyone fancies him."
"Yeah, I noticed! He fondled my ass earlier," Jane said.
Jennie was not at all surprised -- this kind of thing was always happening to Jane, Tommy or no Tommy.
"Jeez, the slime ball -- I've noticed him doing that before. Poor Cath."
Jane carried the salads through into the dining room, and Jennie followed with the salmon dish. Tommy was there opening the wine and he started to pour it. Jane returned to the kitchen and, on entering the kitchen, she saw Cathy waiting for her. Jane went over and picked up a basket of bread, and as she did so she felt Cathy's warm body press up against her from behind. Their bare legs touched and Cathy's hand slipped under Jane's T-shirt and grasped her left breast under her bra. Jane jumped in surprise as Cathy's fingers caressed her hardening nipple.
"Cath, for god's sake, not now, please," Jane said and holding the bread basket she pulled away from Cathy. Cathy's hand dropped to her side and she licked her teeth in a very erotic way that made Jane even more flustered than ever.
"Oh come on Jane, I'm just playing, don't be a spoilsport." Cathy spoke quietly as both of them heard Tommy and Jennie chatting in the dining room.
"Cath, I'm not going to fuck right here, right now, am I? Give me a break!" Jane whispered, turning her back on her. Cathy now had her arms around Jane's slim waist and her long fingernails grazed the top of her thighs and Jane twitched in surprise as Cathy's fingers moved up her thigh under her skirt and then under the edge of her blue panties.
Cathy whispered, "Jane, you feel so good, can we do it again? Tonight?" Jane trembled and waited for the instant that Cathy's fingers -- now tantalizingly close to her sex - touched and felt her sexually aroused wetness, but suddenly Cathy's hand shot away from her as Jennie returned to the kitchen. Cathy, embarrassed, smiled at Jennie and briskly left for the dining room. Jane kept cool, staying where she was, even though her skirt was still folded up her right thigh where Cathy had pushed it when she had started to feel her up.
Jennie did not fail to notice the long length of enticing thigh and the edge of Jane's ass and a glimpse of blue panties before Jane casually, and with a coolness that belied her excitement and embarrassment, pulled her skirt down over her leg. She turned around to look at Jennie, who was standing with a surprised look on her face.
"Jane -- well I never -- was Cathy, I mean, what was she doing to you? I don't believe it..."
Jane flushed a deep red and Jennie then knew that Cathy had indeed done something to her. Respecting her obvious embarrassment Jennie said nothing more as Jane almost pushed past her into the dining room, her face inscrutable.
"Jane...please, I'm not..." she was about to say "judging" her, but the question died as Jane sat down at the table leaving Jennie with a secret that she almost could not believe.
The meal began in earnest and after a few drinks, Cathy sat back in her chair and relaxed, only every now and then casting an erotically charged look at her seducer, so luscious and beautiful, sitting opposite her.
Jane wondered whether Jennie had really guessed what Cathy had been doing to her. She hoped not and she was almost prepared to convince herself that she could make light of it and brush it off as a simple collision in the kitchen. Perhaps though, she thought, she should just come clean and share with Jennie her new lesbian lifestyle?
She remembered how when she had been masturbating shortly after her arrival she had even imagined Jennie bringing her to orgasm. It was not that she wanted Jennie exactly, but she did wonder whether, almost in the spirit of scientific enquiry, she could seduce her and make even Jennie want her. Her triumphant seduction of Cathy had brought with it a new confidence.
Tommy began a rather tiring conversation with her in which the minutiae of her life was examined in excruciating detail -- who she worked for; how many siblings did she have (none); where she went on vacation; and, last and worst, he seemed to want to know everything about her love and sex life. Cathy frequently butted in and said "Jane doesn't want to go into all that," and she repeated similar comments at frequent intervals, but Tommy was like a little terrier. Jennie too tried to change the subject but eventually gave up and ended up talking to Cathy about exercise routines, gyms, and diets. Jennie felt her eyes glaze over in boredom. These were subjects that clearly Cathy loved to talk about -- she certainly lived by what she preached and had the body to prove it -- even Jane, who also worked out a lot and prided herself on her physique and was trying to tune out Tommy's incessant questions by listening hard to Jennie and Cathy's conversation, found their talk hard going.
While Tommy kept up his advice and prognostications about her love life, Jane cast a glance over to Jennie, whose eyes were dull and lifeless as Cathy droned on about reps for this or that muscle group; good and bad carbs and the like on and on in a self-obsessed monotone. Jane smiled in sympathy at Jennie and she returned a smile clearly demonstrating her exasperation.
Cathy may fuck and look good, but she is definitely a one night stand, thought Jane. She kept telling herself this even though she was in a state of extreme sexual tension, not helped by Tommy's constant questions and analyses,
"...so, it seems to me that maybe you are not really the kind of person who was, well, suited to your ex. You are sporty, and yet he preferred to watch sport for example. Did you share any intellectual interests -- you know books, films, even, I should say, ideas?"
Jane was many things but an intellectual was not one of them, and the whole concept of discussing "ideas" with Tommy, or indeed her ex, Nicky, seemed a joke. By now she had discerned that he was doing his best to impress her with his intellect and she concluded that this was nothing more than him hitting on her -- not for the first time. She almost expected him to start touching her soon and she sighed in evident boredom, looking meaningfully again at Jennie, hoping to catch her equally bored friend and start up a conversation. Jane thought that she now could see why Tommy and Cathy were perfect together. They had nothing to talk about, but equally neither expected to have anything in common, nor indeed did it matter. They both had their own lives and they lived them without a great deal of interaction.
Jennie meanwhile was wondering about Cathy and Jane, she had almost entirely tuned out Cathy's voice, lost as she was in her own reverie.
Jennie was not a neophyte to all kinds of sexual appetites and, putting two and two together, she guessed that it was indeed true that Jane was the target of her provocative friend's current over-the-top sexuality. Jennie felt both a tingle of interest, but an equal bafflement and confusion. She knew she was not interested she thought, although, she had had her little private thoughts about Jane and indeed had wondered whether she should not try same sex sex at least once. The question remained as to whether Jane had Sapphic tendencies and would respond, or indeed had already responded to Cathy's allure?
"Well, I never," thought Jennie, "I wonder how she will get on there?"
Jane was inscrutable, but maybe, just maybe, she could be induced to sleep with a hot body like Cathy. Both of them are no doubt used to plenty of attention. Jane is into the body beautiful like Cathy and Jane is surely plenty experienced in sexual matters. Jennie assumed she must be experienced from her popularity with the boys in the past. Still Jane had always seemed to her totally straight.
"Wow," she thought to herself noting, not for the first time, Cathy's muscular physique, "I sure would like to see what happens." Deep inside she knew that seeing Jane and Cathy together would be something that would turn her on -- not that she was a lesbian, she confirmed to herself to her own satisfaction. Still, those two are very hot. She smiled at Jane, who she saw was still being exposed to Tommy's "charm" offensive.
There are times when being hot and gorgeous are positive disadvantages, thought Jennie, smiling back at Jane.
"Anyone for seconds?" Jennie broke away from her thoughts and Jane very quickly said "Oh yes please" and then, "Shall I bring the salmon back in so we can help ourselves?"
"Yes. Good plan. I'll get more vegetables." Jennie and Jane got up; leaving the husband and wife temporarily speechless, but the two women heard the two start talking again once they had got to the kitchen.
"Janie -- sorry about Tommy -- he clearly really likes you. I'll try and get him away from you if I can."
"Yes, god that man is boring -- oops sorry, I know he is your friend, he seems so bloody persistent. Mind you, Cathy is not exactly sparkling at conversation is she?"
"Too right there. You know I like both of them better when they are not together and, you know what, I'll get Tommy off your back -- I'll tell him that you are still upset about your relationship and do not want to bugged about your life and loves. I can be "rude" to him -- no, before you say anything -- don't worry, I won't upset him. I know him better than you."
"What is up with Cathy...and," she hesitated for a moment, "You? What was she doing to you earlier?"
Jane flushed. Keeping her cool, she replied, "Why, what do you mean?"
"Well, firstly your ass was visible when I came into the kitchen and it looked to me as though Cathy had tried to get into your panties and then all these meaningful looks in your direction, she is also all hyper and flirty -- what's going on? Is she hitting on you too like Tommy? Is she after a threesome or something -- or maybe just you?" Jennie was smiling and hoping that Jane would not be offended. But it was her house; she had a right to know.
Jane passed her hand through her hair nervously. "I don't know to be honest, I've no idea what the hell she is up to -- is she being flirty? Is that what it is?" Jane knew full well that this was what it was. "We did some swimming in the buff earlier...."
"Yeah, I noticed! Maybe she has taken to a shine to you -- god everyone does, but now you are getting same-sex attention. Whatever you are drinking? Can I have some too? Maybe it will improve my chances!"
They both laughed and Jennie said, "Well if you do have a threesome then for god's sake don't disturb me...."
"Come on -- no way -- give me a break, yuck." Jane instantly shot back, she was repelled by the idea of Tommy and she reacted to that. She did suddenly have a vision, though, of her pussy being filled with Tommy's cock while Cathy looked on, masturbating. This did not repel her at all and the continuing tingle in her groin confirmed her secret thoughts. She really did not want Tommy -- but if this was what those two would do to her -- she almost shivered in excitement at the thought of Cathy fucking herself -- climaxing over Jane being fucked by her husband -- god, it was just too sexy.
"Jane -- well I do declare -- I think you like her!" Jennie had noticed the blush and could not restrain herself.
"No I don't...." Jane continued blushing, but her stomach had butterflies.
"Oh yes you do...Christ, Jane, if you had behaved this way to a boyfriend I would not have been surprised. I never knew you had any thoughts in that direction, I mean Cathy has a great body and all that, but I mean..." Jennie was a loss for words.
"Look Jennie, I really don't care about women, but you know, I do wonder every now and then. Nothing wrong with that is there?"
"No of course not, no. Sorry to tease you Jane, but for god's sake be careful. I mean just because of Nicky, don't go sleeping with women just to spite men, or something silly like that. That's not going to work." Jennie stopped smiling and suddenly looked serious. "It is none of my business who you want to sleep with. I guess if you wanted to try a woman, Cathy's a superb choice, I suppose -- just don't let her seduce you and then -- I don't know - turn you gay or something or get hurt again or something. I mean, laughing aside, what would old fashioned Tommy say about it all? I hate to think."
Jane felt the topic spinning out of control. She heard Cathy shriek with laughter in the dining room.
"Look Jennie, nothing's happened and nothing's going to happen OK? For god's sake stop lecturing me. I'm not a fool you know. I know my relationships get screwed up and all that, but you know I don't need lots of heavy advice from an agony aunt. I've don't give a shit about Cathy -- or any other woman for that matter, so let's say no more about all this. OK?" This was the first time she had ever had a conversation with one of her friends when she knew that she really should admit to wanting women. To not do so would store up trouble. But, she was failing the honesty test, and she just couldn't come clean.
She felt very embarrassed both because she wanted Cathy and also because she was annoyed now that she could not bring herself to tell Jennie the truth.
"Ok Janie, come here" Jane's lithe body approached and Jennie gave her a fond peck on the cheek. "I apologize for teasing you. We'll say no more about it, but well...you know...there are a lot of us who love you and want you to be happy, so, just be careful that's all.
I wonder, too, what it would be like with a woman you know -- most of us do in our heart of hearts. I'm not saying I want to, but, please take this solely as a compliment not an offer: if I wanted to sleep with a woman, then you would be my first choice." Jennie could not believe she had just said that and now she was the one who felt awkward.
It was Jane's turn to be nonplussed but she smiled and muttered a "Thank you," and then they both returned to the dining room carrying their dishes.
The meal carried on and everyone got a little drunk. Later Jennie managed to jokingly tell Tommy to lay off trying to impress Jane, as Jane "was not interested in your half-baked psychoanalytic babble". It was brutal, but Jennie said it as if it was a joke. Tommy laughed and Cathy, was relieved. She had begun to ache for more sex with Jane and the last thing she wanted was her nosy husband to poke his nose and dick in that direction. Cathy guessed that Tommy was really not Jane's type at all. She sometimes wondered if he was her type too. All she knew was that she wanted to experience that beautiful woman again. Cathy was still unsure of why she felt this, but her seduction by Jane had, in a sense, given her an affirmation of her own sexiness when all Tommy seemed to want was brief sex with penetration and climax and little appreciation of her as a sexy individual rather than a simple non-thinking object. Jane had certainly seemed to appreciate all the time Cathy had invested into making her body curvaceous, hard, and very sexy.
The meal ended and they went and had coffee in the living room.
The chit-chat went on late and Jane and Cathy spent most of their time trying not to look up each others skirts while at the same time not succeeding. Jane admired Cathy's legs anyway and she had absolutely no complaints about seeing them in their bare, naked, glory, but the stilettos and tight skirt were clearly making Cathy rather uncomfortable, so it was a relief to her when she got to her feet and announced that she planned to go upstairs and "get ready for bed if that was OK".
"Cath -- how you can wear those shoes is a mystery to me -- damned uncomfortable I would have thought", Jennie commented after noticing how sensational her legs looked in them and yet how impractical they were. Beauty does cost something she thought. This thought was then followed by the wish that she had legs like Jane or Cathy.
"Yeah, but Cathy's legs do look utterly luscious don't they?" Jane's comments produced a surge of excitement in Cathy.
"Thank you Jane -- at least I know someone appreciates them." Cathy looked at Tommy, who was engrossed in a magazine.
"Huh? Well, of course, Cathy, you are utterly gorgeous to me -- I am a proud man to have such a wife -- you know that." Tommy spoke it a little automatically and Jane smiled.
"Oh come on Tommy, Cathy has about the hottest body I think I have ever seen. You are a truly lucky man. I hope you are looking after her?" Jane said it to Tommy but both Cathy and Jennie heard the seductive tone in her voice.
"Why Jane, of course I am. Thank you so much for your interest. I think you perhaps need to get someone to look after your interests too."
"What do you mean?" Jane asked.
"He means you should be married -- or about to get married." Cathy said.
"Tommy, sometimes it is best for you to leave what you think unsaid." Cathy sounded annoyed. Tommy grunted either in recognition, or disagreement, but he looked up and gave his wife an irritated look, which changed to a slightly sheepish grin when he looked at Jane.
Cathy said good night again, and giving Jane a come hither smile, went upstairs. Jane looked to see the shapely muscles in her legs contracting under her tanned skin as she climbed the stairs. She wanted to put her head between them and....
After a few minutes Jane got up and, stretching her legs, said to Jennie and Tommy that she was going up too and that she would see them both in the morning. Tommy looked up from his magazine and then, catching both the women by surprise, he leapt up and kissed Jane on the cheek.
"Good night my dear -- sleep well. It was wonderful to meet you." He said it with intense feeling and Jane actually felt flattered but also embarrassed. Jennie knew that he was flirting, but said nothing, feeling Jane's embarrassment.
"Why thank you Tommy -- it was nice to meet you too." Jane blushed and Tommy's eyes once again seemed to undress her as they looked her up and down.
"'Night Jennie," she said.
"'Night, Jane, let me know if you lacking anything. I'm coming up soon too."
Jane was on the landing and she was feeling intensely excited. She had absolutely no idea when the others would come up, but she could see Tommy's and Cathy's bedroom door was open, but no light was on. She felt herself getting goose bumps and she shivered involuntarily as she pushed open the door and went in.
The moonlight illuminated Cathy's completely naked body. She was standing with a seductive smile on her face and the blue light from the moon outside the widow was glistening off her hard curves.
"Oh my god Cathy..." Jane felt intense, overwhelming desire once again for that hard body and a deep wet, tingling feeling as her sex began to ooze in anticipation of what was to come.
Cathy stepped behind Jane and she pulled Jane's T-shirt up over her tits and in a second her fingers were caressing Jane's rapidly hardening nipples.
"Cath, I can't, they might come up any time. Please don't, not now" Jane insisted.
"Yes...they might...or they might not. Come on don't play hard to get again." Jane felt a mixture of intense pleasure and terror at being exposed. This time it was Cathy who seemed to have no worries and one hand began to feel under Jane's short skirt, the fingers flicking over the top of Jane's curvaceous thighs and then they were scrabbling to pull down Jane's panties.
"Cathy, no, later, please, ohhh...."
Cathy's hand cradled Jane's groin and she pressed her palm onto the aroused woman's groin so that her panties pushed against Jane's sex in a way that got her gasping in anticipation.
Jane could feel Cathy's hard breasts rubbing against her back and Cathy lifted a shapely leg and slid her foot and calf around Jane's right leg and as their skin moved against each other Jane knew she was helpless and would do whatever Cathy wanted.
Cathy's hand under Jane's skirt started pulling the waist band of her panties, stretching the material into a thin strip and pulling it between Jane's buttocks.
"Uh..." Jane moaned, as Cathy's forefinger pushed under the tight strip of panty feeling Jane's clit and her oozing wetness.
"Even if they do come up why would they think anything?" Cathy whispered close into Jane's trembling ear. She gave the panties a pull and, as the material rubbed across Jane's slit, Jane exhaled in pleasure.
Jane shuddered in ecstasy and she put her hands out behind her onto Cathy's naked hips as Cathy's tight body pressed up against her.
"Ohh Cathy, I just love your ass. Turn around." Cathy obliged and Jane's hands slid down Cathy's hard thighs and Cathy tensed in excitement. "You are so hot, you're so luscious... let me taste you."
Jane sat down on the bed and she pulled Cathy's ass and legs so her face was now level with Cathy's minge.
"Jane, I want you so bad, let me fuck you." Cathy's insistent whisper was silenced and she cried out softly when she felt Jane's tongue flick over her sex and lick her trembling thighs. Jane was so turned on by Cathy that she was determined to see her convulsing in orgasm first in case there was no other chance in the time available.
"Later, Cath, you need to cum." Jane's lips began to work on Cathy's dark pussy, her lips and tongue sucking and flicking Cathy's hard clit. Jane had given up worrying about anything, she just wanted to make Cathy cum and feel every sexy inch of the hard, naked body right in front of her face, lips and nose.
Cathy's taught thighs were sweaty and enticing and Jane, once again, could taste the glorious taste of aroused woman in her mouth as she played with the panting woman's slit and clitoris: rolling it on her tongue and then sucking the small lump of wet erotic tissue.
"Ohh, Jane, god, oh my god, ahhh..." Cathy moved her ass, as Jane's tongue explored her sex. Cathy knew she was so wet and she moaned again when Jane's hands squeezed her tight ass and then her smooth thighs. She tensed her legs in response and Jane felt Cathy's thigh muscles bulge under her caressing hands.
"Cath, Cath, you are going to cum so hard, ummm..." Cathy's body scent was overpowering as was the taste in her mouth as Jane inserted two fingers in the now soaking twat in front of her.
"Do you like this you sex bomb you? Huh?" Jane's fingers fucked the dripping minge in front of her and as she did so Cathy leant forward and began to gasp and moan continuously, then she put one foot up on the bed and over Jane's shoulder, her hard calf muscle now brushing Jane's shoulder.
"Oh, oh god, yes, that feels so good, fuck fuck me Jane, fuck me ohhh god, yes...."
Cathy stood on the bed as Jane's fingers continued slipping in and out of her sexy wet slit. Jane's free arm caressed and explored the luscious lengths of Cathy's athletic legs. Cathy bent her thighs in pleasure and Jane's tongue licked Cathy's dripping clitoris as her fingers pumped into the moaning amazon.
Her fingers dug deep into Cathy's hard ass cheeks and her thighs as Jane's probing tongue continued to taste Cathy's now streaming sex.
"I'm cumming, oh god, please, I'm there!" Cathy's cry was full of extreme orgiastic pleasure. Jane was now kneeling on the bed, her arm a blur of pushing, pumping movement, her fingers slicked with Cathy's sex juices. When she heard and felt Cathy climaxing, she suddenly, on a whim, inserted the tip of her left forefinger into Cathy's dilated asshole. Her finger sank in and she felt the warmth of the girl's tight ass.
"Jesus, fuck, oh yes!!" Cathy put her arms on the low ceiling and gasped in extreme excitement as she felt Jane enter her other hole. She started shaking as she experienced a shattering climax. Every part of her went rigid in pleasure and then Cathy was lying writhing and twisting on top of Jane as waves of pleasure swept over her from the tip of her peroxided head to the red painted nails of her toes.
Cathy and Jane lay together holding each other close and enjoying the aftermath. Jane was about as desperate to be laid as she ever had been and she luxuriated in the knowledge that very soon Cathy would give her what she wanted. She only hoped to god that no one would disturb them before it was over. The thrill of possible discovery seemed to arouse her even more.
(to be continued)