She could feel Tim and Mickey following them. One of them closed the patio door, denying Jen's imaginary audience beyond the fence the opportunity to hear whatever was about to unfold. Jen wasn't sure exactly what was about to happen but she was ready for it. She wasn't just willing, she wanted it. There was still some small part of her that was afraid to think too far ahead. She was nervous about what might be lying just around the corners of her imagination. She wasn't sure where her desire might push her, but she knew that wherever it was, she would not deny herself. She only hoped that Tim was as ready as she was.
She never stopped moving as she walked across the small sitting area and up the step that led to Mickey and Kate's bed. Kate stopped and turned to her with a question poised on her lips. Jen didn't want to hear any more questions.
"Lay down," she said softly, resisting the urge to push Kate toward the bed.
Kate glanced at the bed and then back at Jen.
"On your back." Her voice was soft, but certain. "Now."
A slight grin flashed across Kate's face as she dropped a knee onto the bed, and then stretched her long frame across it. Her head landed on a pillow, her feet pointing to Jen at the foot of the bed. Jen slid her knee between them, then slid it to her right, pushing one foot to the side. Kate responded to the wordless command and opened her legs. Now it was Jen's turn to smile.
She eased down, placing both hands carefully on the bed, one on either side of Kate. Pulling her other leg up, she slowly began to crawl, cat-like, over Kate's naked body. When she reached her head she leaned down, noticing the smell of her sex on Kate's face, and kissed her; hard, insistent, fueled by the lust that had been building for days and recently tapped by Kate's skill. When their lips touched and Kate felt the force of the kiss, she gasped, surprised by Jen's assertiveness.
"
I did that
," Jen thought. She felt a subtle surge of sexual power. After all, if she could cause a response in a woman as experienced and confident as Kate... well, who knew
what
she might be capable of.
Tim.
She had nearly forgotten about him. And Mickey.
She drew herself up and turned to see the two of them, standing slack-jawed near the step. She smiled again.
Moving to her right she positioned herself on her knees next to Kate, facing the men. The next kiss was just as forceful, just as demanding, and just as passionate as the first. This one, though, she held just a bit longer for the pleasure of her audience. She pulled away, never losing eye contact with Kate who seemed to be waiting for her next instruction. Without saying a word, Jen set her hand softly onto Kate's tummy. She felt it twitch at her touch. She took her time, feeling the warmth of the skin before beginning a slow, steady glide down her abdomen, across her pubic bone, allowing her fingers to drop into the crevice between her legs. She never broke eye contact as she moved directly to her pussy, teasing the clit on the way by. Her first two fingers entered Kate quickly, again causing the older woman to tense from her belly button to her toes.
She removed her fingers deliberately and raised her eyes to Tim. She could have sworn that she saw him gulp as she lifted her fingers to her mouth and licked them clean.
"I made Kate wet," she said softly. That smile still hanging around the corners of her mouth. Tim simply nodded. Mickey was silent.
She moved again, pushing Kate's legs out and up. Reclining between them she lowered her face toward that wet pussy. The smell was strong but pleasant. She wondered for a second about teasing Kate, taking her time, just as she had done to her, but she didn't have the patience. She wanted it now, and she was not going to deny herself.
In one quick move, her mouth found Kate's nub. She paused for a second to suck it gently and feel her friend respond. Her own pussy reacted as well. The smell of another woman was new but intoxicating. Jen began to lick the juices from Kate's slit as though she were a starving woman. Somewhere in the back of her head, she heard the insistent instruction to take her time and pleasure her partner. She wondered - for an instant - just exactly how she might do that. Then she stifled those thoughts. For the moment she was going to be completely greedy. She was licking Kate for her own pleasure, not Kate's. At first, she lapped like a dog, eager to taste every tangy, salty drop. Then she licked like a kitten, exploring each hidden crevice. She was delighted to see that no matter what she did, the juices were replenished as fast as she removed them.
She pushed Kate's legs wider apart, a bit more forcefully than she had anticipated. She was certain that she felt her gasp again when she did, so she gave another push for good measure. With the legs completely out of the way, she slid her right index finger into Kate's warm slit. Soon she added a second. She was surprised by both the texture and the slickness of the walls. Sliding back and forth, first slowly, then with more force, she imagined what it must be like for Tim to experience that feeling along the tender skin of his penis. As she worked in and out, varying both her angle and speed, she made note of Kate's responses. Then remembered Kate's technique from the hot tub, so with her palm facing up she crooked her fingers and applied pressure to the roof of Kate's pussy. Now the older woman jerked her head off of the pillow and shoved her feet straight to the ceiling.
"Shit!" she nearly shrieked.
Suddenly Mickey appeared on the bed, naked and kneeling next to his wife's head.
"I don't want to intrude, but I think I know how to keep her quiet."
Kate grinned and eagerly turned her head and opened her mouth to take Mickey's erection. Somehow, he slid the entire length of his shaft into her mouth.
