After Ashley had sex with Rod, there was no mystery. She came out after Rod left and gently knocked on my door. I got up and let her in.
"You're not mad at me, are you?"
"No, Ashley. Matter of fact I could not help but hear the commotion in there. Was it good? It sounded just like you described. Did you fuck him into submission?"
She laughed. "Well, it was good. These fucking jocks do have the equipment and they also have a lot of stamina. Rod is a good name for him, if you know what I mean."
"Big, huh?"
"Yes, he did not disappoint. Now if he keeps his distance, we will be fine. He understands. When he is at the gym, I work his ass off and there are no overtones about sex."
She was dressed in bikini panties and a thin crop top tee shirt. She might have well been naked. Her top was tented over her big breasts and barely covered those mounds. Her panties were red and very sexy. As we talked, I noticed that her panties were starting to drip on my sheets.
"Uh, Ash, are you aware that you are, uh, kind of like, leaking?"
She looked down and saw what I was talking about. She started to get up and stopped. She looked at me and asked, "Do you want me to go clean up?"
I was startled. I had to be very careful. It seemed like it was matter of fact to her. Could we be any closer than sisters? Here she was leaking another man's cum from her pussy onto my bedding and she was willing to stay and talk.
"Doesn't matter to me. I just wanted you to know."
"Are you sure? I mean, I will come back if you still want to talk."
"Suit yourself. It is kind of sexy in a weird way. You, sitting here talking to me after just fucking a hot stud. I should be jealous. I am a little, but I have gotten over it. I know we can never be real lovers, but I appreciate your fucking me that one time. I will treasure that moment. "
"So," I asked," How was he? Really?"
"Since you asked, Sweetie, he was big and thick. I bet he was nine inches long. I have had bigger cocks, but his was very thick. I love thick. It stretches my vagina and makes my clit very easy to reach. That brings me off so sweet. Well, you know that I like my clit jacked off or sucked. Most of the studs don't know how to eat pussy. Guys like you seem to do a better job orally. I guess you give it what you got, huh? I could almost see myself settling down with a guy with a little cock, if he had oral talents. However, I just love those big cocks so much that deep down I know I could never give them up. No sense marrying a man and then cheating on him."
"That is a painful lesson I learned." I responded.
"You know, Ray, I can't believe I am sitting her talking to you like this. I hope that is not disrespectful to you. I am treating you like a girlfriend. Does that bother you?"
"When you put it that way," I said, "It sounds strange, but we have always been friends. Plus, it was never a gender thing, really. I guess in a way it is more of a compliment than anything. Your perspective on sexuality is so foreign to me. When Karen and I were dating, I was so jealous and fragile. I guess you could say that my manhood was always in danger. After living with you for a while, it seems not to make that much difference. If you feel close to me in any way, I am happy. If it feels like girlfriends to you, that is cool, too."
"Well, anyway," she said, "He was thick and he made me cum several times. Uh, I guess you heard. Are you sure you are okay with that? I can go somewhere else if you are embarrassed by my vocal outcries."
"Are you kidding? No way. You don't have to leave your own place to fuck." I winked and giggled with her. "I feel so close to you now. Rod left and I am getting the warm afterglow of sex just talking to you. Not to mention that you are cumming in my bed. That makes me feel excited."
"Oh, shit, Ray. I'm sorry. How thoughtless of me. I am making a mess. I will go back and shower... Unless..."
"Unless what?" I asked.
"Unless you want to wank off and then suck my pussy again."
"Are you serious?" I asked.
"Just an offer."
She had made me an offer I could not refuse. She helped me off with my clothes. I lay there, butt naked, while she watched me pleasure myself. When I came, I spurted cum all over myself. Ashley moaned and encouraged me. "That's it, Ray, make that little cock erupt. She even rubbed my stomach where most of the cum had pooled.
She removed her panties and crop top and lay back. I eagerly devoured the remnants of her creampie. The taste was not at all what I expected. She had touched my cum and I was so turned on, I just had to eat Rod's deposit from her pussy. She really got into it. She began moaning and asking me to suck her clit. I let the hard bud penetrate my lips and sucked it like a cock. She squealed and wrapped her long legs around my head. I held on for dear life. At one point, I thought that I might suffocate in her flowing pussy. Afterwards, I whimsically thought that this would be a perfect ending to my life. Eating my best friend's pussy.
A week or two later Ashley told me that one of her college friends was coming over that evening. Ash was going to cook some Italian food. When the friend arrived, Ashley introduced me to Gretchen. Gretchen had been a high school soccer player, but her boobs were too big to make it in college. She was very athletic, but a little short at 5'-3". She decided to go into sports medicine. That is how Ashley knew her. Gretchen was a trainer and continued that after she got out of school. She worked with the soccer clubs in the area.
In addition to her obvious assets, Gretchen was a true bi-sexual. Ashley told me later about that. She did not want that to cloud my judgement about Gretchen. We got along well at dinner and while we drank wine afterward. Gretchen probably had one glass too many. She was actually trying to put the make on Ashley. It was obvious that she was attracted to Ashley. The wine just lowered her inhibitions. I thought that she was a lesbian, but Ash filled me in later. Gretchen dressed in soccer shorts and a long sleeve top during her training supervision. Putting two and two together, I assumed that she was a bull dyke. Again, Ashley told me that Gretchen could be very fashionable when they went clubbing. With her magnificent breasts, Gretchen was quite sought after when she went out dressed to the nines.
Gretchen could not get a handle on me at first. She assumed that I was Ashley's boyfriend initially, but when she met me, she knew that Ashley would never be involved with a small man who also looked to be about sixteen. She probed us both quite a bit during the evening, but Ashley stayed true to form and informed Gretchen that we were close friends who basically grew up together. At one point, Ash hinted that Gretchen should not be one to assume roles for other people. She said it casually and with a sneaky smile. I didn't get it at the time, but it was a reference to Gretchen's sexuality. She would have sex with whomever she pleased. Male or female.
The next time I met Gretchen, we were all out clubbing. She was indeed dressed to kill. She wore a knockout low-cut top and a short skirt with platform heels. Ashley was in heels also, so I stood just a little shorter in height as Gretchen was in her stilettos. Gretchen took me to the dance floor and we danced quite a bit. When other guys started hitting on her, she moved easily from table to table, showing off her deep cleavage and pretty legs. She told me that she would save me from dancing too much with Ashley since she towered over me almost a foot in her heels. She was not mean or condescending, she just didn't have much of a filter and came out with whatever she was thinking. That was her real charm. She was witty and quick. People learned to like her almost from the start.
Later in the evening, I noticed that Gretchen was spending most of her time on the dance floor with ladies. In fact, one brunette seemed to fancy Gretchen also. I kept a subtle eye on the two. The brunette was a little taller than Gretchen. She had a nice figure. She had small breasts, but her nipples stood out very prominently and she did not wear a bra. She had on a short sleeve sweater top, very thin and almost transparent. She wore a short skirt and medium high heels. When I saw Gretchen kissing her, I knew it would not be long before they would disappear together. Ashley laughed when I told her that Gretchen had left with this pretty lady.
"Yeah, she can't have me, so I guess she settled for a sure thing."
When I asked her about that, she explained that Gretchen was always hitting on her. She had a thing for Ashley and could not get over the fact that Ash did not swing both ways. She knew that Ash had many lesbian friends and she always hoped to ger her into bed.
"I would think that you might not continue to see her if she makes you that uncomfortable." I said.
