Passion in James County XII: The Widow
Chapter four
After Fran left for work, Joanne got up and took a long, hot bath. Then she put on a sweatshirt and jeans and went downstairs. She made herself breakfast and ate. After she finished with that, she cleaned up the kitchen, then she walked into the den. Fran had a large-screen TV and VCR, and next to them, neatly arranged in shelves on the wall, was a large library of videotapes.
Joanne walked over to the shelves and looked to see what kind of videos her friend had. She was shocked to discover that Fran had a large collection of "adult" videos. She'd heard people talk about "porno" movies, but had never watched one.
Watching a porno movie, though intriguing, was not something Joanne felt she could do, so she went out for a morning walk instead. She still had a lot of misgivings about what she and Fran had done the night before. Making love with Fran was wonderful and very satisfying, but it left her feeling disquieted, too. She wasn't sure a life of Lesbian sex was what she wanted. She knew Fran enjoyed sex with men, which meant she must be bisexual. Could that be true of her as well? She wasn't sure if she liked that idea or not.
After she returned from her walk, she watched a few morning talk shows. Then she had lunch, took another walk, returned to the house and sat down to watch some afternoon soap operas. Questions continued to rattle through her mind, questions for which she couldn't find answers.
In mid-afternoon, Joanne heard a car pull up in front of the cabin. She wasn't sure who was stopping. Fran wasn't due home from work for a couple of hours yet.
The back door opened, and soft footsteps came through the kitchen. Then Fran, smiling, appeared in the doorway between the kitchen and den. "Hi," she said. "There wasn't much I needed to do this afternoon, so I came home early." Fran was dressed in a pink sweatshirt with a wide neck that hung down over one shoulder, almost exposing one breast, and a mini-skirt. The outfit would have looked ridiculous on most women Fran's age, but on her petite, lush, form, it looked terrific.
"You surprised me," Joanne said. "I couldn't imagine who was here when I heard your car pull in."
"Hey, you don't have to watch those silly soaps," Fran said. "You want to watch a movie instead?"
"Sure," Joanne said.
Fran walked over and started looking over the selection of tapes. She turned and smiled at Joanne. "What would you like to watch?" she asked.
"Ah, I don't care," Joanne said, "Whatever you want to watch is fine with me."
Fran's eyes brightened. "You want to watch a porno movie?" she asked, her voice husky. "Some of these are pretty wild."
"Ah...I...I don't know," Joanne replied. She was even more hesitant to watch a porno movie with Fran than she had been to watch one by herself. She was also a little embarrassed to admit she had never seen one. "I...I've never seen one before, Fran."
"You're kidding!" Fran exclaimed. "You mean you and Ernie never watched porno movies?"
Joanne, her face hot, shook her head. "Ah...no," she admitted.
"Well, then..." Fran said, grinning, "I think it's about time you do." After some study, she picked a tape out of the bookcase and inserted it into the VCR. When that was done, she walked to the sofa and flopped on it. That movement almost caused one of her breasts to pop out of the wide neck of her sweatshirt. "My ex-husband and I used to watch these all the time," she explained. "That's why we have so many." She giggled softly. "Some of the best sex we ever had was after we watched them. Unfortunately, out of bed he was a total jerk and a loser, but..."
Joanne, sitting in a big over-stuffed chair, stared at the TV, not exactly sure what to expect. As she gazed at it, the TV screen flickered, then a picture appeared.
The film showed two young girls who had skipped school and were sitting in the living room of the home of one of them, discussing their sexual fantasies. The film dissolved into a fantasy sequence where the two girls, plus a boy, all of them covered with oil, acted out the fantasies. The girls proceeded to drive the boy wild with all manner of oral and manual caresses.
Joanne was transfixed. She had no idea people did that kind of thing in movies, or in real life, for that matter. As she continued to gaze at the film, she realized she was getting turned on. The realization shook her a little. As much as she had enjoyed what she and Fran had done the night before, she wasn't sure she wanted to repeat the act again today.
The scene shifted to an office where two women were talking. One of them was a divorcee and her friend was trying to convince her to resume dating. Joanne realized the acting in movies like this wasn't Academy Award quality, but it wasn't likely many people watched these movies to see good acting.
"Want a soda or something?" Fran asked.
"Ah...sure," Joanne replied without looking at her friend. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the TV.
Fran got off the sofa and disappeared into the kitchen. She returned with two glasses of soda and handed one to Joanne, then she sat down on the sofa again.
"Thanks," Joanne said.
In the film, the divorcee went out on a double date with a salesman who'd come into the office where she worked and another couple. After finishing dinner in a restaurant, they went to an apartment. Before long, one of the couples was making love. The woman moaned and cried out with delight while her date screwed her brains out.
Joanne realized that she was a little sweaty. It seemed like the room had suddenly gotten very warm.
"Look at the way that guy's hung! Boy! Wouldn't you like to have him screwing you?" Fran said.
"I...I don't know," Joanne stammered. She was embarrassed by the fact that not only was she watching a movie like this with Fran, they were discussing it. And on top of that, the darn movie was turning her on!
The second couple in the film wasn't getting along as well as the first couple was. The girl, who thought her date was boring, feigned sleep to avoid having sex with him. The man went to the room where his friend was lying with his date and both men began making love to the woman, who seemed to enjoy the attention of two men. As things went on, her original date got displaced and wound up being a spectator while the other man fucked her.
Joanne tried to imagine what it would be like to experience what she'd just seen on the TV. Two men! Four hands! Two cocks! Trying to visualize that did little to calm her growing excitement.
"Hey, if you think it's been hot until now, wait until you see what happens next!" Fran said.
