Arizona Heat

Arizona Heat

Part 2a: Kate's Story

By K. Finnegan

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I had driven straight home after leaving Jenny's house in a state of high excitement - I still couldn't quite believe what had happened. Just before noon I met Jenny after I stopped to help her after her car overheated on 51st Avenue. I drove her home and found that she was suffering from breast engorgement and needed to go to the Hospital. I proposed a creative solution to her problem, but things got out of hand andÉwell we ended up having an afternoon of incredible sex together. We fell asleep in each other's arms, but when I woke she seemed cold and rushed me out of house. But just before I drove away she came running out of the house after having a quick change of heart and gave me her phone number! I was still confused and uncertain as to what had really happened and where I stood with Jenny.

I had originally intended to go to my boyfriend Mark's house to talk to him about what had happened today. This would be the first big test of our "arrangement," and I desperately hoped that Mark meant what he said about letting me having lesbian flings while we were dating. I never thought I would take him up on that offer, because I thought that was all in my past. But after meeting Jenny today I was sure that my lesbian side was very much alive and kicking. Jenny was unlike the girls I had been with before. For a start, she was older, married, and the mother of a small child. All of those facts turned me on to some degree. Perhaps it was just novelty, the lure of forbidden fruit or the thrill of transgression, but whatever it was, it had a powerful hold on me and I couldn't get her out of my mind.

There didn't seem any point to driving out to tell Mark, because I wasn't sure myself what was going on yet. Jenny had given me her phone number, but I didn't know her true intentions. Maybe she's confused or embarrassed and just wants to talk. I don't think she had ever been with a woman before, and I could only imagine what kind of emotional turmoil a young married mother would feel after having her first lesbian encounter, with a teenager at that. Then again, maybe she does want to see me again. The passion of our encounter surprised even me. Jenny had a shocking amount of pent up sexual desire, and I wondered how long it has been since she had sex with her husband. I had read that it was quite common for one or both members of a married couple to lose interest in sex for a time after the birth of a child. Whatever the case, that sexual energy hit us like a tidal wave this afternoon, and I sensed there was more where that came from. That thought gave me butterflies in my stomach and a warm feeling elsewhere.

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I paced in my room and looked at the clock; it was only 9:32, just 2 minutes later than the last time I looked at it. It was probably too early to call Jenny anyway I though, as she was likely still busy getting her car fixed. I decided to take a nice hot bath to relax. I had a quick shower at Jenny's before I drove home, but I needed to kill some time and washing my hair was always a good way to do that. I put on my pajamas, went to the bathroom and turned on the taps in the tub. I then went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Mom, dad and my little sister Erin were sitting in the TV room watching a movie.

"Why aren't you out on a date with Mark, Kate?" My dad asked. "It's a Saturday night, after all."

"Friday night is date night dad. Saturday night he's gaming with the boys. Besides, I overexerted myself today," I said, smiling to myself. "I'm going to have to bath and turn in early."

"Too much shopping?" My mother said.

"Something like that." I replied, hiding my smile.

I went back to the bathroom with my water, slipped into the tub and relaxed as I played back the events of today. I washed my hair and shaved my legs even though they didn't really need it. As I dried my long curly red hair, I admired myself in the mirror. I may be short, pale and freckly but I had beautiful green eyes, a nice smile, attractive, pert 34 C breasts, a slender waist, a very shapely backside andÉwell, okay legs (I wished they were about 6 inches longer). And then of course there was my hair. I used to hate having red hair. When I was shy and insecure my red hair made me stand out as a target for bullies, but as I got older and more confident I started figuring out to use my flaming locks to my advantage. I learned to mesmerize boys with tricks like the hair toss, finger twirl, and peek-a-boo eyes. Even Mark, who I have been dating for 6 months, was usually defenseless against the hair, especially when reinforced with a bit of cleavage. And now, I had just used it to seduce a beautiful, older, married woman. Or had I just been seduced by a beautiful, older, married woman? I still wasn't terribly clear on that point. But at any rate I'm sure that Betty, my lesbian former mentor, would be proud.

There were only two phones in our house, one in the den by the kitchen and one on my parent's bedside table. My mom and dad were still watching TV in the den, so I would have to wait till they went to bed before I could call Jenny, if it was not too late. As I sat in my room impatiently waiting for my parents to go to bed, I watched the minutes drag by. I tried to rehearse in my head what I was going to say to her as I brushed my hair. I had a million questions bouncing around in my head, and the waiting was killing me.

My parents finally went to bed at 10:15, and after waiting a few agonizing minutes to make sure they were really going to sleep I crept out of my room and padded down the hall to the darkened den. After several false starts, I finally summoned up the courage and dialed the numbers, after glancing down the hall towards my parent's room to make sure the coast was clear. I walked quietly into the kitchen, toying nervously with the coiled phone cord, as I heard the connection complete and the phone ring at the other end of the line. The butterflies in my stomach were swarming, and with each ring my nerve diminished. By the fourth ring I was headed back into the den to hang up in embarrassment when Jenny's breathless voice suddenly answered.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Kate." I blurted nervously. "I hope I didn't wake you."

There followed a long sigh of relief on the other end of the line.

"Oh Kate! I was hoping it was you!" Jenny said. "It's so good to hear your voice."

"It's good to hear your voice too Jenny." I whispered.

"Kate, I am so sorry about the way I treated you this evening. I was horrible to you Ð and after you had been such an angel to meÉ" Jenny said.

"JennyÉ" I tried to interject.

"I don't know what came over me! I was confused and freaked out and I panicked. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me." Jenny said softly.

"Jenny it's okay, I understand." I whispered.

I sat on the kitchen floor with my back to a cabinet as Jenny unburdened.

"What happened this afternoon!?" Jenny said, her voice ladened with emotion. "Before today I had never even thought aboutÉsex with a woman. But suddenly, out of nowhere I was just overwhelmed withÉlust and desire for you. Where did that come from?" Jenny's voice was cracking. "What does it mean? It's like I don't even know who I am anymore! Oh, it's just all so confusing." She finished quietly.

"Jenny, can I ask you a personal question?" I asked.

"Yes." Jenny whispered.

"When was the last time you had sex with your husband?" I asked softly.

"It's been a long time." Jenny said sadly.

"Long as in nine months plus Max's age?" I asked.

"Yeah, pretty much." Jenny said glumly.

"I kind of sensed that." I said softly. "You seemed to have lots of pent upÉ sexual energy and it all seemed to come out at once."

"Kate?" Jenny said.

"Yes." I whispered.

"This wasn'tÉ wasn't your first timeÉ with a girl, was it." She said.

"No. But it has been a long time." I replied.

"Are you aÉlesbian?" Jenny asked softly.

"No. I guess I'm kind of bisexual." I whispered. "I like guys and have for as long as I can remember, but I never had much luck with them till I met Mark. I sort of accidentally got into girls in grade school. I thought it was just a phase I outgrew or somethingÉuntil today."

"Your boyfriend Mark Ð would he freak out if he knew about us?" Jenny asked.

"Far from it," I giggled, "He'll want to join in. When we started dating I told him about my history with girls, and he was totally cool with it. He even said he didn't mind if I had the occasional lesbian fling."

"Wow, it sounds like your boyfriend is veryÉbroad-minded." Jenny said, "If my husband Tom ever found out what happened between usÉwell there's no telling what he might do. He's from a pretty conservative family."

"Well, your secret is safe with me." I whispered.

"Can I ask you another question?" Jenny asked.

"Okay." I answered.

"What happened today?" Jenny whispered. "Did you seduce me today, or did I Éseduce you?"

"That's a good question." I said softly. "I didn't start out planning to have sex with you, if that's what you mean. It just sort of happened, little by little. Your smell, your taste was turning me onÉbut I really thought I could hold it together and keep it clinical and help you out with your breast problem. But your handsÉthe way you caressed meÉ" I sighed, "It was so gentle, so loving and so erotic. When you slid your hand under my top and caressed my back, I just lost it."

"Wow, that's kind of where I lost it to." Jenny confided. " I thought it was going to be like breast-feeding. But the way you teased my nipples with your tongue just drove me crazy. Before I knew it my hands were just all over you. I couldn't believe what I was doing, but I just couldn't stop myself."

"Well," I laughed softly, "I guess we sort of seduced each other by accident. Are youÉsorry it happened?"

"No." Jenny breathed softly. "Kate, what happened today was the most intenseÉ beautifulÉ I just never thought I could feel that way withÉ a girl!"

"So does that meanÉyou want to see me again?" I asked, my heart in my throat.

There was a moment of silence, broken only by the drumming of my heartbeats.

"Desperately." Jenny whispered.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the cabinet as my heart raced. "Yes!" I thought.

"When?" I whispered.

"Tomorrow?" Jenny suggested.

"Tomorrow is almost two hours away!" I whispered, "I don't think I can wait that long. I can be at your place in 30 minutes."

"Kate!" Jenny laughed, "You are too much! I really think both of us could a good night's sleep, don't you?"

"I think you would sleep much better with me in your arms than you would alone." I said in a seductive whisper.

There followed another long sigh on the other end of the line. "Oh KateÉ" Jenny said softly, "You are just irresistible! I'll put a bottle of wine in the fridge."

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I had packed an overnight bag with a change of clothes, toothbrush and a bag of toiletries just in case, while I was waiting for my parents to go to sleep. I picked up the bag and slipped out of my pajamas throwing on an old T-shirt, comfortable jeans and sneakers. I quickly wrote a note telling my parents that I had to be somewhere very early in the morning and left it on my pillow. I slipped quietly out of the house into the warm night, locking the door behind me. I had taken the precaution of parking the Van three doors down from my house, as it was noisy and I didn't want to wake my parents. I started up the engine, pulled out and drove through the desert night to Jenny's house, giddy with anticipation.

I arrived at Jenny's house fifteen minutes later, alarmed to see a car parked in her driveway until I realized that it was, of course, her Chevy Malibu. I once again parked under the giant cottonwood across from her house. I grabbed my bag and walked to her front door, every nerve on end. I gently knocked 3 times on the door and held my breath as I waited for Jenny to answer. It was a dark moonless night, and the only illumination was from an orange streetlight down the road. The door quietly opened to reveal Jenny silhouetted by soft candlelight. My heart skipped a beat as I took in her outfit, which consisted of nothing more than an incredibly sexy black ruffle lingerie gown.

Jenny pulled me in and closed the door quietly then turned towards me and reached for my hands as I dropped my bag on the floor. Our fingers intertwined as we gazed at each other for a few magic moments before slowly drawing together for a tender hug. Neither of us said a word as we just enjoyed the warmth of each other's body, the scent of each other's skin and the heart pounding delight of being in each other's arms. I sighed with contentment and clung to her gently before I leaned up and softly kissed her lips.

"Wow Jenny, you look so sexy!" I said as I nuzzled her neck.

I looked over her shoulder and saw that the den was lit with about half a dozen candles, with another half-dozen together in the fireplace. On the coffee table in front of the couch were an open bottle of white wine and two glasses. Soft jazz was quietly playing on the tape deck.

"Oh Jenny," I said softly, "This is so romantic. But I feel so underdressed." I said, pulling at my T-shirt.

"After the way I treat you this afternoon, I figured that I owed you a proper seduction." Jenny said as she nibbled on my ear. "And don't worry about what you're wearing, because you won't be wearing it for long."

"Oh Jenny!" I whispered. "You are in a romantic mood, aren't you?"

My original plan, which consisted of tearing her clothes off as we raced for the bedroom, was shelved. If Jenny had gone to all the trouble of setting up this romantic seduction, the least I could do was to allow her to seduce me. Jenny slipped her arm around my waist and led me to the couch. We sat down and she poured 2 glasses of wine, handing one to me. We turned to face each other on the couch, clinked our glasses together softly, made an unspoken toast with our eyes, and sipped our wine.

Jenny looked incredibly sexy in the soft candlelight. Her long strawberry blonde hair looked freshly brushed, and mascara and eyeliner really brought out her beautiful hazel eyes. As I sipped my wine, my eyes travels down to her incredible cleavage, accentuated by the black lace lingerie. As sexy as it was, I longed to remove it and bury my face between her silky breasts. As I caressed her with my eyes, every square inch of my skin seems to tingle with desire. We set our glasses down and I leaned in to kiss her, but she put her hand on my shoulder and gently pushed me back, with a mysterious smile on her face.

"Not so fast sweetie," Jenny said, softly, " You are over dressed. Here, lie back and relax and give me your feet."

I was very aroused at Jenny's newfound assertiveness, and was filled with curiosity as to what she had planned. I lay back against the cushions of the couch and brought my left foot up to Jenny's lap. She took my foot in her hand and undid the lacing on my shoe before taking it off and dropping it over the back of the couch. She then reached for my right foot and did the same.

"And now the jeans." She said, as she playfully tugged at them.

I eagerly unbuttoned my jeans and raised my hips as Jenny pulled them off and dropped them over the back of the couch with my shoes.

Jenny looked at me, smiled and raised an eyebrow. I grinned back, and took off my panties, twirling them on my finger before tossing them with a flourish behind the couch. I pulled off my T-shirt and did the same.

"I think that's a personal record!" I laughed, as I lay nude but for socks on her couch.

I thrilled as Jenny's eyes wandered over my naked body, as I lay stretched out before her on the couch. I smiled and blew her a kiss as her eyes met mine.

"There, isn't that better?" Jenny said, as she removed my socks and began to massage my left foot.

"Oh Jenny," I sighed, "that feels so good."

"Tell me a story." Jenny said softly, as she kneaded my foot.

"What about?" I asked.

"Tell me about your first experience with a girl." She said.

I picked up my glass of wine from the table and took a sip, then began:

"Well, it happened early in the 7th grade just after my family moved to Phoenix from Athens Georgia. I didn't really fit in at the new school. I got teased a lot because of my freckles and my accent, which was much thicker back then. A lot of the girls were also jealous because my boobs had developed, and I had a good figure even then. My only real friend was Allison. I met her one day when I saw her sitting with her back to a tree in the far corner of the playground during recess, crying all alone after some girls had been picking on her. I went over and sat next to her, and gave her a Kleenex. We became best friends after that."

"What did Allison look like?" Jenny asked, as she worked on my toes.

"Allison was small and delicate," I said, "about 3 inches shorter than me at the time. She had beautiful pale skin, pale blue eyes and long straight blonde hair that hung down to her shoulder blades. She was skinny with a boyish figure, and her boobs had only just begun to develop. She was really shy, especially around boys, and would blush at the drop of a hat. We were such opposites in many ways: I was the rambunctious, outgoing redheaded tomboy who was always getting into trouble while she was quiet serious type who always got good grades."

"So you were friends before you becameÉintimate?" Jenny asked, as she massaged my instep.

"Oh, that feels good Jenny. Yeah, for about 8 months we were just two normal girls, like any other pair of best friends." I said as I took another sip of wine. "Until the slumber party. About a month in from the start of the second semester Tracy, a nice girl in my homeroom class, invited us to a slumber party at her house on a Saturday night."

"I remember thinking that Tracy's parents must have been millionaires, because they had a huge house with a pool and an awesome game room downstairs. It had a pool table, foosball table and a color TV with a Betamax player, which I had never seen before. There were also 2 large comfy couches and several chairs down there: it was the perfect place for a slumber party. We swam all afternoon in their pool and had pizza for dinner before running down to the game room and watching movies. It was a big party with about 14 girls, only a few of which I knew."

"Were they from another school?" Jenny asked, as she set my left foot on her lap and went to work on my right.

"Some of them were from Tracy's church group, and a few of them were eighth- graders at my school." I said, sighing as Jenny's fingers kneaded my right foot.

"What happened next?" Jenny asked.

"Late that night after the movies, Tracy crept upstairs to make sure her parents were asleep, and came back downstairs with two bottles of Boone's Farm wine and a stack of plastic cups." I said, smiling. "We all started drinking and playing silly games, and before long about half of the girls had curled up and gone to sleep. About 7 of us, including Allison, were still up and we started playing twisterÐwhich is even more fun when everyone is a little tipsy. The game turned into a massive tickle fight, that left us all in a giggling heap. Tracy poured us all one more glass of wine and we started playing some kind of spin the bottle truth or Dare game. I don't really remember the details, but I do remember that there were a lot of kissing dares. Nothing heavy, I mean, just light pecksÐ typical girly slumber party stuff."

"Now it's getting interesting!" Jenny said, as she smiled and stretched my toes back.

"At some point one of Tracy's friends dared me to kiss Allison on the lips." I said, as I squirmed with delight as Jenny found a ticklish spot on my foot. "I was kinda drunk and feeling bold, so I turned to Alison, leaned towards her and kissed her full on the lips. As I did so I lost my balance ever so slightly and leaned into her little harder than I meant to. Before I knew it she was kissing me back, much to my surprise. Time seemed to stop, and we held that kiss for about 5 seconds, although it felt like 5 minutes. We both sat back, blushing madly, as the other girls cheered and hooted. I was afraid that Allison would be terribly embarrassed and run off crying, but she just sat there blushing with the biggest grin on her face I have ever seen. The other girls made such a ruckus Tracy's mom came down and told us we had to be quiet and go to sleep."

"So that's how you got your first kiss with Allison. How sweet!" Jenny said as she massaged the instep of my right foot.

"But there's moreÉ oh Jenny, that feels so good." I sighed. "Because we were the last ones to go to sleep, most of the best spots had already been taken so we had fit in wherever we could find space, and while I found a spot next to the pool table, Allison was at the other end of the room which bummed me out because I wanted to talk to her and tell her what really happened so she didn't get the wrong idea. Alison seemed to go to sleep very quickly though, so I thought it could wait till the morning. It was getting warm downstairs with all the body heat, so after I went to the bathroom I just crawled on top of my sleeping bag wearing big loose T-shirt and panties. I dozed off and woke up suddenly the middle of the night in almost pitch darkness."

"Someone was touching me, ever so gently on my stomach." I said, recalling that magic night. "I kept my eyes closed as I pretended to be asleep. After a few seconds I could feel a hand starting moving slowly up under my T-shirt. I felt my whole body tingle and I gasped slightly when the hand reached my right boob. It stopped suddenly when I gasped, so I mumbled and squirmed like I was dreaming, then lay still. I could hear a girl breathing really close to me, and she started breathing faster as her hand began to gently feel my boobs. I lay there for, like, 10 minutes, pretending to be asleep and getting incredibly turned on while this mysterious hand caressed and explored my body. I fought the urge to open my eyes because I didn't want to scare away whoever was touching me Ð it felt so nice. Eventually the hand withdrew, and I suddenly felt soft lips on my own, giving me a kiss so delicate it was like being kissed by a soap bubble. That was my most erotic experience ever at that point in my life."

"Was it Allison?" Jenny asked excitedly, as she massaged my left calf.

"Well, I didn't know." I said. " I tried to peek, but it was so dark I couldn't tell. But secretly, I hoped it was. Everything seems normal at school the next week, and Allison gave no sign that anything was wrong or even different. But after the slumber party I felt different. I started having these strong, strange feelings whenever I was near her. I started noticing things about her that I never noticed before; the shape of her lips, the silkiness of her skin, the softness of her hair. I found myself thinking about her constantly. On Friday I noticed she seemed preoccupied and nervous. Finally at the end of the day as we were preparing to go home from school for the weekend, she nervously asked me if I would like to come to her house on Saturday to listen to records and maybe stay over, adding that she just got the new Leif Garrett album. I was of course terribly excited, and said I would be over at 5:00."

Having finished with my lower legs Jenny leaned forward on the couch and reached down, gently massaging my thighs, first with her soft hands and then with just the tips of her fingernails. My entire body started to tingle and my already wet pussy began to drip, as I felt a wet trickle make its way towards my ass crack.

"Go on." Jenny said softly.

It was getting hard to concentrate as this blonde goddess fondled my thighs while eyeing me with a hungry look. Every time she leaned forward her breasts surged hypnotically in her black lingerie. I took a deep breath to steady myself, and continued. "I rode my bike to Allison's house and we went up to her room and started listening to albums and eating cookies on her bed. After we finish the cookies Allison smiled and giggled nervously. She kept looking at me shyly then dropping her eyes to her lap. I could tell she wanted to ask me something. I had been thinking about our kiss, and the mysterious girl that had brought me such pleasure at the slumber party all week, and now that we were alone I was filled with all kinds of unfamiliar feelings and desires. Allison was biting her lower lip and blushing, which I thought was so cute. I grinned and leaned towards her, asking her what was on her mind. She wouldn't say, so I started tickling her. She suddenly blurted out that she really liked me, and that she thought I was pretty. And then she shyly asked me to kiss her again like I had done the party."

"Oh Kate, that is so sweet!" Jenny said, as she leaned forward, and gently brushed a finger against the side of my throbbing pussy as she massaged my inner thighs. With every long stroke of her hands she brushed ever closer to my slit, driving me crazy.

"MmmmÉSo I did, only it lasted much, much longer this time." I said, with a dreamy smile. "Then I asked her toÉOh yesÉtouch me again like she had done at theÉAhhhÉ party. The look on her face said it all Ð it was her that night! We kissed again and I let her feel me up, and that's howÉOhoooÉ my first ever make out session began."

"What a sweet story." Jenny said, as she stopped massaging my thigh, sat back and placed my left foot in her lap. She caressed it tenderly with her right hand while she took a sip of wine with her left, before setting the glass back on the table.

I took a sip of wine as well, and smiled at Jenny. She smiled back and I watched as she gently raised my left foot from her lap, pulled it to her face, and tenderly took my big toe into her warm, soft mouth. I felt a jolt of electricity running through my body, every part of which felt as if it were vibrating. She then took each toe in turn, gently sucking them with her lips and teasing them with her tongue. I had never before considered toes to be an erogenous zone, but what Jenny was doing to me was turning me on so much my left hand was stroking my pussy before I even realized it. Jenny finished with my left foot and with a wicked smile she placed it high on the back of the sofa, giving her a better view of my masturbation. She then took my right foot, leaned forward till my thigh was nearly vertical and began sucking my toes while running her right hand up and down the inside of my right thigh.

Jenny's touch was driving me insane, and I vigorously thrust two fingers into my cunt again and again as my thumb massaged the swollen nub of my clit. I began to moan and whimper as a long-awaited orgasm surged within me. As I neared climax, Jenny put my right leg over her shoulder, gently kissing the back of my thigh just above the knee and brought her hands down on either side of my right thigh. When my orgasm was seconds away, she gently dug her nails into my thigh from both sides and pulled her fingers up towards my knee. The sensation of her nails moving down my thighs triggered an intense orgasm that left me trembling and breathless.

Jenny then knelt between my thighs, gently caressing my hips and abdomen while fixing me with her eyes. She found my left hand, still dripping with my cum, and raised it to her lips. She kissed my hand, then pressed her face into my wet palm and inhaled deeply before tenderly taking each finger into her mouth and sucking them clean. She returned her attention to my eyes as I wrapped my legs around her and pulled her close. I reached up and fumbled with the unfamiliar ties of her lingerie. She smiled and assisted me and soon it joined the rest of the clothing behind the couch. Jenny and I took each other's hands and intertwined our fingers as we gazed at each other, illuminated by the soft light of a dozen candles. I had never seen her so beautiful and sexy before. Her long hair was brushed and shone like dark gold. Her eyes, filled with desire gazed at me tenderly, and her skin glowed like silk.

I unlocked my fingers from hers and slid my hands up her arms to her shoulders drawing her close for a lingering and passionate kiss. I thrilled as her breasts pressed against mine and the weight of her body pushed me into the cushions. I felt warm, safe, and smothered with affection under her. It occurred to me that Jenny was really coming out of her shell. Whereas this afternoon she was timid and submissive, in the few short hours since our first encounter she seemed to have found new reservoirs of confidence. She had arranged this whole seduction on fairly short notice, and she had been very much in charge from the moment I walk through the door. It was actually an enormous turn on, as I had almost forgotten what it was like to be the seduced. It was so relaxing and sensual to lie back and just be a girl in the arms of a woman.

I sighed languidly as Jenny kissed my throat and slowly worked her way down to my breasts. My whole body was tingling to the thrill of her touch, and as she made love to my tits, she began to grind her thigh against my pussy.

"Oh God Kate, I just love your titsÉMmmmmÉ they're so firm andÉMmmmmÉ perfect!" Jenny said in between mouthfuls.

"They're all yours tonight baby!" I moaned, as I dug my fingers into her back and humped her thigh. "Suck them good! God, how I love it when you do that!"

I squirmed and moaned as I ground my pussy against Jenny's thigh, working myself up to the edge of another orgasm. Jenny seemed to sense this, and slowly began to back her thigh away from my swollen cunt as she kissed her way down my abdomen. Soon her face was between my thighs, and after throwing her hair back over her shoulder she began to lay into me with a passion. After rapidly licking up and down the length of my pussy, she sucked and nibbled my swollen lips before darting her tongue in and out of my cunt like a hummingbird at a flower. She then sucked her way to my throbbing clit and devoured it with her lips, sucking it deep into her mouth and flicking it with her tongue. I could not believe that this woman had never tasted pussy until just a few hours ago! She experimented by placing both of her index fingers deep inside me and thrashing them about in opposite directions. The sensation was exquisite, and I was soon whimpering in the throes of another climax.

"Oh fuck, Jenny! Oh fuck, Oh fuck, Oh fuck - yes baby, right there, right there!" I panted breathlessly. "Oh God! Oh God! Oooohhh Goooddd!"

I felt screaming orgasm bearing down on me like a freight train, when suddenly I realized that baby Max was sleeping in the nursery down the hall. I quickly grabbed a pillow from the couch and forced it over my face just in time, as Jenny's tongue found the magic spot on my clit. My field of vision exploded into bright red and orange flashes as my body bucked and thrashed with a blinding climax. I left out a piercing scream that was thankfully muffled by the pillow or I'm sure they would have heard it in Glendale. As I lay quivering and spent on the couch, Jenny crawled on top of me and gave me a big, wet KateÐflavored kiss.

"Oh my God Jenny, how did you improve so much in 12 hours?" I asked breathlessly.

"I had a good teacher." She said, smiling. "That and I've come to accept the factÉ that I want you. That I want this." She whispered, as she gently stroked my hair. "I'm not saying that I'm going to leave my husband or anything crazy like that. But I want you to beÉ my lover - my secret lover. You have shown me a side of myself that I didn't know existed, and I want to explore it with you."

I pulled her down into a kiss before she could see my eyes tear up. That kind of vulnerable honesty makes me go all weepy. After holding her in the kiss for several moments I whispered in her ear "I was hoping you were going to say something like that Jenny. I'll be happy to share myself with you, for as long as you like."

We enjoyed another long passionate kiss before I whispered to her "Now it's your turn."

I told her to straddle me as I put my legs together beneath her, I then scooted her up a bit on the couch and told her to grab the armrest and hold on. I wriggled myself down until I was under her pussy and told her to lower herself onto me. Her sweet musky scent enveloped me, as I gently ran my tongue up and down the length of her slit, gathering sweet droplets that hung like tiny beads from her swollen labia. I reached up and wrapped my arms around her lower back and pulled her closer, seeking out with my lips the stiff little marshmallow of her wet clit. I sucked and teased it with my mouth as I felt her squirm and shake with delight. I alternated between sucking her clit and invading her pussy with my tongue until she came hard, bearing down on my face and moaning with ecstasy as her love juices splashed across my mouth.

As she recovered I began again, gently licking and kissing her puffy lips before moving up to tease and tantalize her clit. I brought my left hand up under my chin and gently slid two fingers into Jenny's wet vagina, pumping them in and out and hooking them into her G spot.

"MmmmÉOh yes!" Jenny moaned, as she moved her hips in rhythm with my thrusts. "More KateÉAhhhhÉ put in more please."

I slipped a third finger in to join the others, but still Jenny begged for more. I was concerned that I would hurt her, but I carefully slipped in my pinky, and bunched my fingers together as I drove them deeper inside her, clear up to my knuckles. Jenny arched her back and pushed down driving my hand in still further, up to my thumb. It felt painfully tight to me, but Jenny seemed lost in ecstasy. She groaned lustily and rolled her hips.

"Oh fuck Kate! Oh fuck!" Jenny cried. "More baby, give meÉMmmmÉ more! Your thumb babyÉoh fuck yesÉ put it inside of me please!"

I reluctantly I drew my hand out of her far enough to slip my thumb in with my other digits, trying to make my hand a small as possible to avoid hurting her. Jenny whimpered and moaned as she bore down on my hand again and again. As she did so she moved her hips back down my body, drawing her clit away from my lips and concentrating all her passion on fucking my hand. I looked up between her thighs and saw a glorious sight of her bouncing breasts, and above them Jenny's face, locked in a grimace of ecstasy. Jenny arched her back, coming down with all her weight on my hand. As my elbow hit the couch cushion, I watched in shocked amazement as my small hand suddenly vanished within her past the wrist with a soft plopping sound. It was a breathtaking sensation to have an entire hand surrounded by the hot flesh of my lover. I couldn't even imagine taking that much inside of me, and I began to feel dizzy and faint as Jenny impaled herself repeatedly on my arm, whimpering and moaning loudly.

"Oh God! Oh God Kate! Unnnggg!" Jenny moaned as she rode up and down on my arm. "I'm gonna comeÉOhhhhÉ hard! Make a fist for me baby! Oh God! AhaaaÉ Do it for me baby!! Unnng! Oh fuck!"

I trusted she knew what she was doing, so I clenched my small fist inside of her as she vigorously thrust herself on it time and time again before she screamed in ecstasy and her entire body seemed to go into spasms. My hand felt crushed within her, held tight by her clenching muscles. After briefly going rigid, Jenny collapsed onto me like she had been shot. My face was buried in her large, soft tits, which were covered by a sheen of sweat. I could hear her heart pounding like a jackhammer, and her lungs gasping for air as her whole body trembled. I released my fist and carefully drew my hand out of her cunt, which seemed to set off another powerful orgasm within her. She whimpered loudly, and dug her fingernails into my shoulders as another round of convulsions wracked her body. I embraced her gently, rubbing a hand up and down her back.

"Are you all right Jenny?" I asked with concern. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Oh God no, sweetheart!" Jenny gasped. "That was unbelievable! OhhhÉThat was fucking unbelievable!"

Only then did I become aware of screaming coming from down the hall. "Oh no," I said. "We woke up Max."

"Oh shit!" Jenny groaned. "I'll take care of it."

She tried to stand but her legs buckled and she fell to her knees by the couch.

"Are you okay Jenny?" I asked, sitting up on the couch with alarm.

"Oh, just fine." Jenny giggled, as she struggled to her feet leaning on the couch for support. "I've just been fucked legless, that's all."

She staggered towards the hall before falling to her knees and giggling just outside the nursery door. She gave up trying to stand and crawled the rest of the way on her hands and knees.

"Coming Max!" Jenny said weakly, as she opened the door and crawled in. "Mommy's here."

I cleaned myself up a bit with a towel that was on the coffee table. I realized I was trembling, so I took a sip of wine to steady my nerves as I waited for Jenny to return. I had never done anything like that before, and I was feeling a little traumatized. I held up my right hand and made a fist, regarding it with bulging eyes. I quickly drained my glass and poured another one. After a few minutes I heard the nursery door quietly shut, and turned to see Jenny walking unsteadily back to the couch. She sat down heavily and embraced me, laughing.

"Sorry about that." Jenny said sheepishly. "I should've known better than to scream like that, but when that orgasm hit me, I think I even forgot my name! Oh my God! That was so incredible!" She said as she cuddled with me and kissed my neck. "I have never done that before. I read about it in one of Tom's porno magazines."

"It-It looked incredibly intense." I said, wearing an expression of wide-eyed wonder.

"Oh, it certainly was." Jenny said softly, "I'd love to show you baby, but I think it's probably something that you should only try if you have had a baby."

I held up one of Jenny's hands and asked her to make a fist. Hers was even bigger than mine.

"Holy fuck." I gasped.

Jenny laughed softly, leaned down to my lips and kissed me softly as she stroked my hair. We then got comfortable on the couch and tenderly made love until it was well past one in the morning. Eventually our passion was sated and the candles had burned low. We held each other and rested.

"So how will this work?" Jenny asked quietly as she caressed my face.

"How will what work?" I asked, sleepily.

"Us." She said, as she toyed with a strand of my hair.

"I'll be your secret lover Ð your mistress." I said as I gently kissed her bottom lip. "When our schedules allow we'll have erotic rendezvous, and make passionate love together. We can also do girl stuff together Ð shopping, dancing, movies, maybe visit a day spa."

"It's going to be hard keeping you a secret." Jenny said as she nuzzled my ear.

"Then don't." I said with a sly smile. "When your husband comes back from his business trip, I'd like you to introduce us."

"Are you crazy!" Jenny said, raising herself up on an elbow and tickling me.

"Crazy like a fox." I said, giggling. "Just tell him the truth Ð not the whole truth, mind you, just the edited highlights."

"Your car broke down and I gave you a ride home. True!" I said as I kissed her cheek.

"You were feeling unwell, so I spent the afternoon with you in case you needed a ride to the hospital, but you got better. True!" I said as I kissed her nose.

"We hit it off well and enjoyed each other'sÉcompany. True!" I said as I kissed her brow.

"Don't go to mentioning the part where I drove you to a screaming orgasm by eating your pussy though Ð that can be our little secret."

Jenny laughed, and looked into my eyes affectionately.

"Then tell him we exchanged phone numbers in case you needed aÉbabysitter for Max. Hey Jenny, do you need a babysitter for Max? True!" I said, grinning.

"You are crazy." Jenny laughed.

"Hiding in plain sight Ð It's perfect, he'll never suspect a thing!" I continued. "And what's even better is that you won't have to do all those suspicious things people having affairs usually do Ð sneaking out, late night phone calls, trying not to be seen together in public, remembering all the lies they have to keep straight. As far as he'll know, you'll just be spending time with your new best friend Kate."

"Kate, you have a very devious mind." Jenny said admiringly.

"I'm a girl who knows how to get what I want." I said as I put my arms around her neck and drew her down for a long, soft kiss.

"Oh, and one more thing." I said seriously. "Remember I told you that Mark said when we first started dating that I could have flings with girls?"

"Yes," Jenny replied, "I envy you - he sounds very open-minded."

"Well, there are a few conditions." I said softly. "One of them is openness and honesty. Mark and I agreed that there must be no secrets between us about things like this. What I'm trying to say is that I have to tell Mark about us. No names, no details like addresses, phone numbers or anything else that could reveal your identity. But I have to tell him that I'm having an affair. I hope you're okay with that."

"Of course, Kate." Jenny said softly. "I wouldn't do anything to hurt your relationship with Mark. I just wish Tom could be as open minded, butÉ"

"I know, Jenny." I said as I kissed her gently on the cheek. Your secret will be safe.

It had been a very long and eventful day for both of us. Jenny extinguished the candles then we walked hand-in-hand to the bedroom where we had slept mere hours before. We lay down and slipped under the covers kissing and cuddling as we stirred the last embers of the day's passion before falling into a deep and restful sleep.

---*---

I awoke the next morning, bright and early, to the sounds of a hungry 10-month-old baby crying down the hall. I was curled up on my right side and Jenny was spooning me from behind, her left arm thrown across my waist. I yawned and stretched, blinking my eyes as I felt Jenny stir behind me. I smiled as she kissed me on my shoulder.

"Welcome to the world of motherhood." She laughed as she got up and put on her blue bathrobe. "Don't get up sweetie, Max is just calling for room service. I'll be right back."

I watch her disappear down the hall before crawling back under the warm covers and dozing off. I awoke to the sensation of soft kisses on my shoulder and neck. I smiled and rolled over to see Jenny's smiling face above me.

"Max wasn't very hungry this morning." Jenny said with a grin. "Would you like a little breakfast in bed sweetie?" She said softly, as she dangled her large beautiful breasts in my face, offering her swollen nipples to my lips.

"Oh, I just love room service!" I said, as I hungrily took a nipple in my mouth, teasing it with my tongue and sucking deeply until the familiar taste of Jenny's sweet milk filled my mouth. I nursed at her breasts for several minutes, while caressing her softly.

"MmmmÉyou're so much better than my stupid breast-pump." Jenny sighed.

Jenny moaned softly as I slid my hand between her thighs, as she spread her legs in welcome. She was hot and moist, so I slowly and gently began to stroke her with my magic fingers, bringing her to a nice easy morning orgasm just as I finished her right breast. She returned the favor as I lay back lost in gentle bliss, her fingers massaging my sex. She finished me off with her lips, and I marveled again at how damn good she was getting at eating my pussy. I whimpered gently as the delicate climax covered my body like a warm blanket on a frosty morning. After our mornings exercise, we kissed gently and cuddled under the warm sheets before falling back asleep.

We awoke around 10, and cuddled languidly. Jenny looked so sexy with her wild disheveled hair, couldn't resist reaching for her pussy as we cuddled. As I stroked her soft mound she winced slightly.

"I hate to admit it," Jenny said, as she lay beside me on the bed. "But I think I'm all fucked out! I've had more sex in the last 24 hours and I have had in the last 24 months!"

"I know what you mean," I giggled, "I still want to, but I'm starting to get a little sore myself. Maybe we should try something different today." I suggested. "Something that doesn't involve fucking."

We both laughed, and Jenny got up off the bed and went to the closet. She picked out a green bathrobe and laid it on the bed next to me.

" Let's start with showers, you in there." She said indicating the guest bath in the hall. "And me in there." She said indicating the master bathroom. "Because we both know if we shower together we won't be able to keep our hands to ourselves." She said with a grin.

I pulled on the robe and went into the den to collect my cloths and my overnight bag before heading to the shower. After we were bathed and dressed Jenny cooked some eggs and bacon for breakfast, which we ate the bar as we considered what we wanted to do today. We eventually decided to go shopping at Metrocenter and make a day of it. While Jenny packed a baby supply bag, I got my first introduction to Max when Jenny asked me to hold him as I sat on the couch. At first he screamed when Jenny left him with me but after bouncing him on my knee, cooing to him and making silly faces he calmed down, becoming fascinated with my long red hair, which he gently pulled and played with. Soon he was gurgling happily.

"Wow. He really warmed up to you fast!" Jenny said as she pulled the stroller out of the closet. "It usually takes a couple of hours before he is comfortable with someone new."

"None can resist the power of the hair!" I said in my cartoon villain voice, as I grabbed a handful of my red curls and shook them in the baby's face, causing him to laugh and squeal with delight.

"I think you'll make a great babysitter," Jenny said with a smile, "Tom will be so happy that I found someone who is so good with Max."

"So you like my plan, do you?" I said, grinning.

"The more I think about it, the more I like it." Jenny said. "You're a very clever girl, Kate. Hiding you in plain sight is an awesome idea."

We packed Jenny's car with her stroller and baby bag. It was stifling in the car so Jenny let it run for a few minutes with the air conditioner on full blast before we brought Max out to the car and buckled him into his baby seat.

We spent a very pleasant day in the giant air-conditioned mall. It was the hangout for kids from my high school, and early in my freshman year I had run with some "mall rats" that I knew from class. We would spend countless afternoons here gossiping, window- shopping and chasing boys. It felt kind of strange to be back there with Jenny, pushing a stroller. I saw several familiar faces from school, and even returned a few waves as Jenny and I strolled along the concourse talking softly to each other. For lunch we went to the food court above the ice skating rink and had a delicious meal of hot, greasy pizza. Jenny then showed me how to feed Max with a bottle. She gently handed him to me and showed me how to position him properly and get him to suck on the rubber nipple.

While we were feeding Max at our table two friends from music class, Mandy and Tricia, saw me and waved. I waved back and the two girls, who had just finished their meal, came over to our table. Jenny shot me a nervous look, but I just smiled.

"Hi Kate," Mandy said. "What an adorable baby!"

"Hi Mandy, hi Trisha." I said. "This is my new friend Jenny Ð she just moved here from San Diego a few months ago. Jenny this is Mandy and Tricia, two friends of mine from music class."

They all exchange greetings, and Tricia sat down next to me and asked Jenny if she could hold Max. Jenny smiled and nodded, and I gently passed the baby to Tricia.

"So," Mandy said, as Tricia cooed and babbled to Max. "How do you two know each other?"

I smiled at Jenny and raised an eyebrow, inviting her to explain.

"OhÉ well, my car broke down yesterday," Jenny began a little nervously. "And Kate was kind enough to stop and give me a ride home."

"Oh my God, it was so hot yesterday!" Mandy said. "I hope you weren't stranded for long."

"No, not too long." Jenny answered, her voice more confident. "Kate mentioned to me that she had done some babysitting, which is great because I've been looking for a good babysitter. So we came to the mall today to let her get acquainted with Max."

The girls chatted with us for a few more minutes, then excused themselves and went on their way. Max was back in my arms nursing contentedly at a bottle, a strand of my long red hair held tightly in his tiny fist. I looked up at Jenny and smiled.

"You see!" I said smiling. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

After spending all afternoon at the mall, we returned to Jenny's house and put Max in his crib for his nap. Jenny looked like she needed a nap too, as the last 2 days have been rather hectic, to say the least. I gave Jenny my phone number, and she agreed to give me a call as soon as she had a chance to have a good look at her schedule and find a day for our next rendezvous.

As I was about to leave Jenny put her arms around my shoulders and bit her lower lip, a sign I had come to recognize as meaning that Jenny had something on her mind.

"What?" I said playfully.

"When you make love to Mark, do youÉ suck his cock?" Jenny asked awkwardly.

"Do I ever!" I said, grinning.

"Could you maybe give me some pointers?" She asked, blushing.

"Planning a special welcome home for Tom, are you?" I said with a grin.

Jenny shrugged sheepishly.

"Well, for beginners I would give this advice: First, don't try to do everything with your mouth, that's a skill that comes with practice. Think of your first blowjob has a mouthÐassisted hand job. Use your mouth only on the end of his cock, using your saliva as lubricant as you stroke him off with your hand. As you get better and more confident, you'll do more with your mouth and lips and less with your hands. Eventually, with lots of practice you won't need your hands at all. A lot of girls make the mistake of trying to do everything with their mouth the first time like you see in all the pornos, but without the skill, you won't please your man. And for God's sake, swallow. If you don't, he'll spunk all over the place, and that's just gross. When he's about to come, take his cock in as deep as you can, past your taste buds and right down your throat. It's just like swallowing a ball of phlegm when you've got a cold."

"Eww!" Jenny said, wrinkling her nose.

"Have fun!" I said with a mischievous smile.

We exchanged a lingering parting kiss and said our goodbyes, before I stepped out into the blazing heat, smiling with contentment.

---*---

I was tempted to just drive home and go to sleep after my Sunday with Jenny, but in my heart I knew the longer I put off telling Mark about Jenny, the harder it would be. I drove past the turnoff to my street and turned right on 35th Ave. heading to Mark's house, my heart in my throat.

Mark had an awesome set up for a high schooler. He had created some sort of war- game when he was only 13, and had developed it into a small but thriving business. He used some of the money from his business to finance the band, which he and 2 friends from grade school, Shane and Jeff, had started in his parent's garage when they were in the 6th grade. When they reached the end of 8th grade, they found out that because of the school district's strange catchment boundaries, they would each be sent to a different high school.

Not wanting to break up the band and their close friendship, Mark came up with a plan. He convinced his dad to buy a house in the same neighborhood as the family home as an investment, which Mark, Shane, and Jeff would rent and look after. Mark had saved up enough money to split the down payment with his dad, so he was really a part owner. Shane and Jeff convinced their parents to let them move in with Mark, and now that they have the same mailing address, they could all go to the same high school. Not only was the house the headquarters of Prankster Games Incorporated, it was also of course the home base of his band, the Arizona Pranksters. It was part frat house, part corporate office and part music studio. Mark and the boys had soundproofed the double garage, which had been turned in to a combination music studio and gym.

I pulled into his cul-de-sac and parked the van in its usual spot between Mark's pickup truck and Jeff's motorcycle. Butterflies raced around in my stomach. I pondered for a moment how I should tell Mark about my fling with Jenny. He had told me that when we first started dating that he didn't mind if I have the occasional lesbian fling, as long as I used good judgment and kept nothing from him. It seemed a great idea in theory, but it had not yet been put to the test. I was nervous about how he would react.

I looked in the back of the van and saw the clothes that I had bought on Saturday, laying all but forgotten on the backseat. I picked up the sexy boots I had bought and toyed with the buckles on one of them as an idea came to me. I pulled off my jeans and panties, then put on a short red skirt, and the black boots. The 4 inch heels took some getting used to, but by the time I reached the front door I was feeling pretty confident. I walked in the front door and found all of my band-mates, Mark, Jeff and Shane sitting in the TV room watching one of the Sinbad movies on the television.

All three of "the boys" were about the same height, 6'4" Ð 6'5", and at 5'4" I felt tiny amongst them. Mark, my boyfriend, was the songwriter, vocalist and lead guitar in the band. I thought he looked like a young Jim Morrison, with thick, dark, way hair and hazel eyes and a lean and muscular body. Shane was the bands drummer and Mark's oldest friend, they having met in the fourth grade. He was tall and lanky with piercing blue eyes and a handsome face, but he had scars from really bad childhood acne. I thought they gave him a rugged, flinty appearance, but he was very self-conscious about it and always wore his blonde hair long to hide his cheeks. Jeff was the original bass player in the trio, and had taken up rhythm guitar when I had joined the band. Jeff was a big Iowa farm boy with black hair and steel grey eyes. He was the "Bad Boy" of the group, with short spiky hair, tattoos and a motorcycle, but he was a real sweetheart under his tough-guy exterior.

The boys were all wearing muscle shirts, gym shorts and running shoes, and they looked as if they had been working out in the garage. They were all very competitive, so when they exercised they tended to go all out. The manly smell in the room was a bit overwhelming after my wild feminine weekend.

"Hey, there you are Sweetheart." Mark said, smiling warmly. "So how was your shopping Safari yesterday? Find anything good?"

I stepped around the couch and walked over to Mark, who was relaxing in an old leather La-Z-Boy chair. I lifted a booted foot placing the heel on the chair between his legs and the toe gently on his crotch, giving him a private view of my naked pussy.

"Do you like them?" I said grinning.

Mark ran his hands across the glossy surface of the boots and smiled as his eyes caressed my crotch.

"The only thing sexier than a redheaded chick with a bass guitar," Mark said, "is a redheaded chick with a bass guitar wearing high black leather boots."

"Nice! Where did you pick those up Red?" Jeff asked.

"Garage sale." I said as I slipped into Mark's lap and put my arms around his neck.

Mark kissed me tenderly and hugged me to his chest." You didn't miss much, Kate. We pulled an all night gaming session to work out the kinks of the 2nd edition and only just got up ourselves. How was your weekend, love?"

"Come into the bedroom in 10 minutes and I'll tell you all about it." I whispered in his ear as I discreetly reached under my knee and gave Mark's cock a healthy squeeze.

As the boys watched a giant claymation Cyclops fight a dragon on the TV, I got up and walked to the kitchen. I grabbed a soda, and went into the bedroom. I stripped naked, and put the boots back on. I then went into the master bathroom and primped in the mirror, brushing my hair and applying a bit of lip-gloss from a small stash of makeup that I kept under Mark's sink. As an afterthought I smeared a little-lip gloss on each nipple. I heard Mark come into the bedroom and close the door behind him. I put my back against the doorframe of the bathroom and struck a sexy pose wearing nothing but the black leather knee-high boots. Mark gave me a lustful smile as he admired me.

"Damn, Kate!" Mark said, as he pulled off his shirt. "I didn't think I was ever going to see anything sexier than you naked, but those boots make you look so hot I feel like I should be wearing oven mitts."

He walked over to me and gently slid his arms around my waist before leaning in and kissing me passionately. He wasn't kidding, I could feel that he was already rigid with anticipation. After a minute, I broke the kiss and looked up at Mark through my long lashes and a strand of my red hair.

"Oh, baby." Mark said with a grin. "I know that look. What are you up to, you little minx?"

"I have a story for you, Mark." I said in my most seductive voice. "A story about a woman, let's call her "Abby," who I rescued yesterday after her car broke down in the midday heat."

I backed Mark up against the bed and sat him down as I stood smiling.

"She looked like she was just a sweet, innocent young housewife." I began. "She said that she was newly arrived from Los Angeles, and that her husband was away on business, leaving her all alone and lonely. She was tall, and very pretty with long blonde hair and great big tits." I continued. "But she was not innocent, oh not at all. Deep down inside she was very, very naughty. You want to know how naughty Abbey was, Mark?" I whispered softly in his ear.

Mark was wearing an expression of rapt astonishment. He nodded slowly as I started to slowly sway my hips, giving him a nice, slow lap dance.

"I drove her to her house and she invited to me to come inside for a drink and to keep her company for a while. She was very grateful for the ride, and so, so very nice to me. We sat together on her couch and she started running her fingers through my hair." I said as I ran my fingers through my hair provocatively as I danced slowly.

"Then she softly caressed my shoulder." I said, as I took Mark's hand and placed it on my shoulder, rubbing it sensuously over my skin.

"Then she ran her other hand up my back, under my top." I said softly, as I took Mark's other hand and placed it on the small of my back.

"And do you know what she did then?" I said in a husky voice.

Mark shook his head, hypnotized by my performance.

"This naughty, naughty housewife took her handÉ," I said as I slid Mark's hand down my chest, "Grabbed my tit, and started to fondle it."

Mark was into the game now, and his hand began to squeeze and caress my breast as I slowly swayed before him.

"And then, she moved her hand on my back down, down, downÉ" I said softly as I guided Mark's hand with my words to my ass. "Éthen she squeezed." I said lustily, as Mark hit his cue and tightly gripped my tight left ass-cheek.

I danced closer, running my fingers through Mark's hair.

"And do you know what she said to me then?" I said softly in my southern belle voice that I knew Mark loved so much, "Why it was the strangest thing," I said putting a finger to my lips in mock innocence. "How did it go now? Oh, I remember." I leaned in close and put my lips on Mark's ear and whispered, "She said: I want you, Kate. I want you. I want you. I want you to FUCK me!"

Mark let out a sigh and closed his eyes as I drew his face between my breasts and gave them a little shake.

"Now, how could I refuse such a well mannered request from such a pretty lady?" I said softly. "So I crawled on top of her."

With that I pushed Mark back onto the bed and slowly pulled myself on top of him, holding myself up with my arms and letting my hair dangle into his face.

"She took off my top and grabbed both of my tits." I said, as Mark played along with the reenactment and fondled me. "Then we ground our pussies against each other." I said as I began humping his crotch through his gym shorts. "And I rode that naughty little housewife like a bronco until weÉMmmmÉcameÉAhhhhÉ togetherÉ oh God!!" I said, pretending to climax.

I slid off Mark and lay beside him on the bed.

"And you know what she did then?" I asked, teasingly.

Mark rolled onto his side and looked eagerly into my eyes. "What?" Mark asked, his voice barely a whisper.

"She took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom where we kissed for hours." I whispered as I leaned over and kissed Mark passionately.

"And do you know what I did then?" I whispered into his ear as I licked it.

"Tell me." Mark begged, his breathing hot and heavy.

"I taught Abby how to eat my pussy." I whispered lustily. "And she ate it allÉ nightÉ long."

Mark rolled on top of me and kissed me deeply while caressing my back and ass with his hands. I playfully rolled him back over so I was on top then broke the kiss and flashed him a mischievous smile.

"So sweetie, what did you think of my story?" I said brightly.

"Holy fuck!" Mark whispered. "That really happened?!"

"It did, my love. And she wants more lessons." I said with a devilish grin.

Mark moaned with lust and began to tenderly kiss my shoulder and neck, knowing that that was one of the best ways to heat me up, but I was already on fire. Mark could be a very sensitive and tender lover, but that is not what is needed right now.

"Baby," I whispered as I nibbled his ear, "I need to be fucked hard and fast right now. A number 9, I think. Hold the appetizer and the side dishes."

"At once, madam." Mark said, in his French waiter accent. "Will madam be wanting any dessert?"

"I might be in the mood for some pudding later Ð if you're up to it, that is." I said lustily, as I rolled him back on top of me and pulled his shorts down. I then put my arm around his shoulders as he crawled on top of me and gripped his backside with my legs, placing the heels of my boots on his ass cheeks.

Although my wild Sapphic weekend had made the more accessible parts of my sex sore, my vagina was unfulfilled. As Mark slid his 7 and a half inches into me, I groaned with a different kind of delight than that which had possessed me throughout the weekend so far. My erotic storytelling had gotten me good and hot, and Mark good and hard.

At my urging Mark upped the tempo till he was pistoning me like a machine, knocking gasps of air out of my lungs with every thrust. After several minutes of this rough treatment I felt a deep and powerful orgasm welling up like a volcano within me, I clinched my vaginal muscles and gasped into Mark's ear that I wanted him to come with me. I whimpered louder and louder as the climax neared, screaming out in ecstasy when it hit me, spreading like molten fire in my veins, and sending tremors throughout my sweating body. Mark grunted loudly, and I felt him seize up like an overheated engine, then tremble and release within me. I held him to my bosom as we twitched, panted and gasped after our furious encounter.

"So, baby." I said breathlessly. "Do you mind if I see Abbey again?"

"Well, I don't know." Mark gasped. "I think I'm going to need a little more persuading." He said with a grin.

(To be continued)