Katie woke the next morning warm and secure. After hours of sharing and being shared by Savvy and Jerry, the trio collapsed into sleep with her sandwiched between the two of them. She exhaustedly drifted off with Savvy's hand on her tit, the last warm kiss the two of them shared on her lips, and his softening cock sliding out of her deliciously aching pussy. She woke once to his maleness spooned against her back and Savvy snuggled in front. With a contented sigh, she dozed back off.
No sun, alarm clock or screaming wild parrots woke her, but the solid body of Jerry pulling away from her back and the bed moving. Turning lazily, she watched him cross the room to a pile of clothes on the floor, selecting a pair of silky basketball shorts and pulling them on under her appreciative eye.
"Where ya going?" she whispered, careful not to wake her other lover. He came back to the bed, bending down to give her a gentle kiss.
"Breakfast," he replied, caressing her cheek. "As much as I hate to say it, I need something more to eat than pussy and you two wore each other out last night, so it's up to me. Get some more sleep. I'll bring it in."
He left and she turned back over, snuggling close to the warm softness of Savvy's sleeping body. The tattooed woman slept on her back, letting Katie cuddle close and lay her head on the other's shoulder. Closing her eyes, she listened to the steady breathing and tried to emulate it to help herself drift back off.
The scent of Savvy's skin worked against her- she smelled slightly coconutty with the tang of sweat and sex. Opening her eyes, Katie suspected the slow rise and fall of the decorative shield around the nipple closest to her face could be hypnotic if she let it. With a sly smile, she started teasing the tip of one finger over the flat top of the jeweled nipple. She kept it up until Savvy made a pleased noise in her sleep but did not stir.
Not satisfied, Katie laid her hand flat on her sleeping lover's ribs and slid her hand down the gentle slope of her belly and over her thigh. Rather than wake, her sleeping victim merely made a few more noises of pleasure, then opened her legs more, inviting her on.
Only fair, after all the unexpected pleasures Savvy inflicted on her, to return the favor.
Under the covers she found her lover's narrow landing strip and began tracing the patch of carefully groomed dark pubic hair with a single fingertip. Down one side and up the other, coming tantalizingly close to her kitty and clit with each cycle. At the top of that strip was a tattooed road sign for Route 66, which they had told her was a private joke since so many lovers got their 'kicks' following that trail between those soft, yielding thighs. She could still taste the juices she stirred up on her lips and tongue from the night before. She thought about sliding down between the open legs and eating her awake, but rather enjoyed the slow tease.
Instead, she contentedly watched the rise and fall of the beautiful bare breasts and smiled when Savvy's lips parted in unconscious pleasure when her fingers finally found their way down to her victim's ringed clit. Her fingers moved lazily, tracing slow circles around the tender nubbin of nerves and sex. She absently played with the ring like a switch, moving it up and down, up and down. With a flat palm, she pressed down on Savvy's well-groomed mound, her round, colorful hips grinding against her own groin. If she remembered correctly, she ground herself against busty Jayne Mansfield in a leopard print bikini. Or was that the one under Savvy's left tit and it was Marilyn in the Seven-Year Itch white dress pressing against her cunny?
All the while her mind mulled over the night before- from her late arrival and introduction of the plug into her reluctant ass to her playfulness as Savvy's flirty nympho maid in the office and later discovery by Jerry in the kitchen while she danced in their kitchen.
Him carrying her into the shower after she wantonly licked and sucked on his swollen cockhead, then bending over and getting powerfully fucked under the streams of warm water in a shower big enough for six.
Savvy pushing her onto the table before dinner and eating his cum out of her pussy as an appetizer, then giving her the chance to do the same for 'dessert'. It was so hot watching them fuck on the dining room table, then pulling up a chair to bury her face between Savvy's legs for the first time.
Then wine and sex in the living room followed by a short rest before they made it to the bedroom and continued touching, caressing, kissing and fucking late into the night.
Drifting off to sleep in their arms. Waking once to coax Jerry awake to grind on him until they came one more time.
Bliss. Sweet, aching bliss.
The tease got too much for her and she got on top of Savvy, pinning her to the sex sweaty sheets with her full weight. She finally woke with a loud gasp, already on the edge, but now with her Kitty wantonly grinding their groins together, pushed over. She grasped the pillow under her head, automatically pushing her hips up into Kitty's, who suddenly pounced and drove her tongue deep into Savvy's mouth. Her squeal muffled, she barely registered who lay on top of her before they both climaxed.
"Ho gawd," she muttered at last, holding onto Katie's warm body pressing her down into the bed. "Yer one of 'THOSE'."
"One of what?" Katie gave her small kisses to her lips and cheeks, playful and loving.
"One of them evil 'mornin people'. Ugghhh... no wonder Jerry likes yew. That and yer tight pussy." She glanced over at his part of the king-sized bed. "He must be makin' breakfast. Ah love you Katie Kitty, but unless yew can pour coffee outta them titties yew need to go bug HIM."
She flung her arm dramatically toward the door before rolling Katie off and flopping away onto her side. Katie smiled, snuggled up against her and nibbled her ear, playing with one bejeweled nipple.
"Yes Mistress."
"OUWT!" Savvy croaked sleepily. "And don't come back without coffee or yew'll get stabbed..." She jabbed in Katie's general direction with an imaginary knife.
Briefly considering one of the beautiful and nearly sheer silk robes by the bedroom door, she obeyed Savvy's order to not bring an overnight bag because she wouldn't need it, Katie left her to drift back to sleep and happily wandered down the hall to the kitchen naked. If her fate for the weekend was that of a purely sexual freedom, the only way to accept the role was to not dress at all. She felt freer. Free from the trappings of work where she wore the clothes of someone in charge. Free of the burdens of home and all the responsibility that entailed. Free of all that had been heaped on her since coming to California.
She found Jerry in the kitchen, unfortunately still wearing the shorts he pulled on before leaving the bedroom, cooking breakfast while listening to the Sunday news on public radio. He finished chugging a full half gallon jug of orange juice before his awareness registered her walking in.
"Well good morning Beautiful Kitten," he said with a smile, setting aside the empty jug and greeting her in the same way he greeted Savvy when he arrived home, cupping both of her small breasts in his big hands and bending down to kiss her. Purring approval, she slid her own hands along the waistline of his shorts and pulled him close, returning the kiss happily. Brian stood only a little taller than she did and was soft in comparison to Jerry's wall of firm muscle. She enjoyed kissing 'up'. "Woke the beast did you?"
"Mmmhmmm. 'Coffee now or Ah'll stab yew!'" she mocked, moving to his side so he could use his free hand to flip several pancakes cooking on the griddle. Merely his raw presence made her feel safe and contentedly warm. "What's for breakfast?"
"Pancakes, sliced fruits, scrambled eggs and bacon," he pointed to each in turn with the spatula before setting it aside and feeding her a strawberry. "And coffee. Savvy usually makes beignets and grits, but I can't stand grits and since she's not up yet...I chose the menu."
"No sausage?" she asked suggestively, rubbing her hand over the front of his silky shorts, which stirred under her hand. She leered up at him, licking her lips. He chuckled, picking up a piece of bacon from the plate nearby.
"I don't look nearly as good in a little frilly apron as either of you, so if I hadn't worn shorts, you'd definitely be having cooked sausage. Though I can't say I'd be upset if you wanted to kiss it and make it better anyway." He stuck the bacon in his teeth and offered her the other half for her to claim by biting it from his mouth. She gently took the tip between her lips, locked eyes with him and started pretending it was his cock she sucked, moving back and forth deliberately until she finally met his lips. His hand dropped from her waist to squeeze her bare buns.
With a wicked grin, she bit off her end and ate it with noisy relish. Shaking his head, he turned back to the pancakes, scooping them onto the waiting plates.
"Damn woman. Your husband doesn't know what a lucky sonofabitch he is."
"Oh fuck!" Kate gasped, clapping both hands over her mouth and stepping back. One hand went to the soda fountain island counter to steady herself as she stared blankly for a moment, then reached out to Jerry. Panic clutched at her chest. Her flight or fight response kicked in and she mentally forced herself to not pee on the kitchen floor. "Bri... he's probably been trying to call me since he got into Detroit! Shitshitshit!"
She ran into the living room where she stripped off her sundress the day before. In the heap of blue cloth... no phone. No keys. Shit.
"Where's your phone?" Jerry asked, coming up behind her, comforting her by taking her shoulders, giving her his presence and strength with the simple act.
"It's...it's got to still be in my purse in the car! Fuck! Someone's probably stolen it by now!" She reflexively started to run outside, but he kept a hold of her, reminding her without words that she was stark naked. Instead, he steered her down onto the easy chair she'd been bent over on arrival. She landed heavily and was immediately reminded of the plug still in her ass.
"Relax," he rumbled, his dark eyes getting very serious. "We live in a decent neighborhood and all the troublemakers know who lives here. They usually steer clear of us, so you should be cool. I'll go out and get your purse and keys. You sit here and try and calm down.
"SAVANNAH!" he bellowed in a voice that would easily boom over a busy construction site and certainly within the confines of the house. "Get your lazy ass out here, Kate's got a situation!"
As he returned, Savvy came hurrying out of the bedroom, pulling on a floral silk robe while Kate huddled naked in the chair, hugging herself in a panicked chill. He closed the door with his foot, pressing the lock button on the keyfob before stuffing it back into the small clutch she'd brought with her. Handing it to her, he quickly explained the problem to Savvy, who sat down on the arm of the chair next to Kate, rubbing her back soothingly.
Her hands shook when she opened her phone.
Six missed text messages from the lab yesterday but eleven texts and seven missed calls from Brian. The last one only thirty minutes ago.
"Oh fuck. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck... what do I do?" She started rocking in her seat, trying to order her thoughts and having absolutely no luck. "Oh god... he's got to be going out of his mind right now!"
"Now yew jes take a deep breath hunny. Tell him jes whut yew did yesterday, that's all."
"Have you lost your fucking mind?" Kate turned to Savannah, appalled at the suggestion she straight up confess that she'd spent the night having wild, extra-marital sex with a couple of relative strangers before his plane had even reached Detroit over the phone! "I can't do THAT!"
"Hear me out sweetie," Savvy responded soothingly, stroking her hair. "Whut did yew do yesterday?"
"I...I...I got the tires fixed. And then I came over here, got naked and played horny maid for you," Kate's mind reeled with the absurdity! "And got a plug shoved up my ass."
