Once again Lauren Bennett found herself letting the stinging droplets of steaming water from the shower heat slowly wash away the aches and pains in her muscles. She had just finished another double shift at the café, an occurrence that had become commonplace because they always seemed to be short-staffed.
Turning her back to the stream of water, she soaked her long black hair and then rubbed her favorite fruity shampoo into the fine strands, letting the shampoo work its magic in removing the smell of fried foods and old grease that always seemed to attach itself to her body before any shift was over. Lauren still liked the lightness of having so much less hair than when she had moved to the coast. People still commented on her long hair but they didn't get to see nearly as much as she sported six weeks ago.
As she let the spray rinse the shampoo from her hair, she sighed as her mind turned to more pleasurable events of the last six weeks. Lauren thought about how much her life had changed since she had lost her virginity. She had been so scared that she was damned to everlasting hell for giving away her most private possession to someone that was not her husband. Now that she knew now wonderful it could feel, she pondered what might have been if she had started down this path earlier in her life. Oh, well, that was water under the bridge. She could only look forward now to whatever would happen in her future!
So much had happened to her since then. Not only had she and Kerry continued their very close relationship, enhanced by sleeping in the same bed (when Kerry wasn't sleeping over with her boyfriend Casey), but she had also allowed ... no, encouraged ... Sam to fuck her ... how many times had it been now, she couldn't remember.
Sam had probed her hot pussy several times and several ways in the large tiled shower. He had come to her bed a few times when Kerry was away and they had spent hours with his large cock deep in the folds of her most sensitive area. She had to admit that Sam had the ability to make her want to connect with him again, even when she really hadn't wanted to commit that sin again. Without words, his hands and tongue convinced her that it was the right thing to do. And, let's face it, she had already decided that she was not going to be telling the priest about those sins, even if she could ever remember them all.
And there was Susan. After she had met Susan and her husband Gordon at Shelter, one of the city's newer clubs, she had accepted a tablet of Ecstasy against her better judgement but then had the greatest time of her life, and yet she worried about that one use leading her into a life of constant drugs and whatever else that entailed.
Nevertheless she had then gone with the group to an after-closing party, where she and Susan had kissed leaving an unspoken promise of far greater things to come. Instead Susan had been double-teamed by Gordon and Casey in the hottest scene Lauren had ever witnessed. She had to fight herself to keep from being drawn in and finally walked out of the house into the cool fresh air, which cleared her head of the lingering effects of the drugs she had taken.
Twice since then, Susan had caught her by surprise when she came for a visit. The first time, Susan had needed a sympathetic ear to pour out her story to and Lauren was the only person she thought she could trust. Lauren took her to the girls' bedroom to talk. As they sat on the edge of the bed facing each other, Lauren noticed for the first time that tears were slowly and silently rolling down Susan's face.
"What's the matter, honey?" Lauren asked her new friend.
"Oh, Lauren" Susan wailed. "I don't understand what's happening to me. It just seems like my life is out of control." The willowy beauty sat wringing her hands in her lap.
Lauren yearned to say that she was feeling the same things but instead she asked "Girl, why do you think that?"
Susan sniffed and said "You know what I did at that party where we met. That was sooooo unlike me ... I just can't believe I did that. I have NEVER has sex with any man other than Gordon ... never! I am so ashamed of myself for losing control like that."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I just had to get out of there for a while" Lauren responded.
"I wish I had" Susan whispered, her face screwed up like a rain cloud. "Maybe I wouldn't feel so bad right now."
Lauren's memory just revived an image of Gordon urging her on. "Susan, didn't Gordon beg you to do it?"
Susan replied "Yeah. So what?"
"Well, if he wanted you to do it, then he can't complain that you did, right? Has he said anything about it?" the dark-haired beauty queried, trying to lift Susan's head with one hand.
"No. Only that it was a hot night and ... he thought I was ... the hottest woman there" Susan said, sniffing back her tears.
"Then isn't it true that you did what your husband wanted you to do and you were just trying to please him?"