We were sitting in my little studio apartment, just watching a movie. It was one of those late fall days, not quite winter. Just cold enough, grey enough, and damp enough so it was nice to be inside where it was warm, but still there were a few sunny times during the day, and it wasn't really that cold...
That's where it all started. That's the day we all look back to when anybody asks us why I live with Scott and Jess and their kids. Usually we just say that I'm a close friend and a nanny to the kids, but our best friends know there's more to it, and our "special" friends, well, they know what we get up to together.
Let me back up a little and tell you a little about myself and Scott and Jess and everything.
On the day I'm going to tell you about I was 25. I had a good job, a nice if not too big apartment, friends – some closer than others – and a good relationship with my family. I was in pretty good shape physically – 5'4", 110lbs, brown hair and a decent figure. (For those who have to know – 32 b, 26, 32.) I wasn't gorgeous, but I didn't scare small children.
I was also a virgin.
There were a lot of reasons for that. The way I was raised contributed, of course. Traditional. Wait until marriage and all that good stuff. Looks, I guess a little, since I wasn't exactly a Barbie doll – just a normal woman, maybe a little short and a little flat-chested. Also, kind of shy.
It wasn't because I didn't like sex or was afraid of it or anything. I masturbated regularly, and had a couple of "toys" I used now and then. My college roommate introduced me to vibrators, and I've always had one since then. I'd made out with guys, and given a few hand jobs and a few blow jobs. I even slept with Scott when we visited each other during our junior year abroad in college (we ended up at different universities), but he'd been a gentleman and kept it mostly above the waist and outside my panties the times we got a little carried away. The opportunity had just never come up. And, since I like girls as much as I do boys (I told you my roommate introduced me to vibrators – but it was more than just the typical roommates teasing each other about ads in the back of women's magazines and stuff. We played around now and then, especially when she hadn't seen her boyfriend in a long time and, since college, when she's come to town on business.)
But I was ready to stop being a virgin, and I'd even gone on the pill in case some night something happened and well, you know. I wasn't going to give up women, but I was ready to have sex with a man. I'd thought about it a long time, and, well, I didn't know if I'd ever marry, since I like men and women and couldn't imagine giving up women for life, so, well, it was time.
Anyway, the three of us had worked stocking shelves and stuff at the food bank all day, and then we came back to my studio apartment and ordered a pizza, ate it, and drank some wine, and were watching this so-so romantic comedy. And there was a love scene, and the couple was naked, of course, but all you saw was the girl. She was even standing up at one point and you could see her pubic hair and kind of the outline of everything else. There was a shot of the guy's butt, but nothing else. And, like it always does, it just didn't seem fair to me. (Even if I did like looking at the girl, too.)
"They should show some of him," I said out loud.
"Penny, they did," Jess said. "They showed his ass. And it's a nice ass."
"Yeah, but they showed her front – and not just above the waist. It's not fair. Scott gets to see the interesting stuff, we just get to see a butt."
It occurred to me when I was saying this that I was kind of interested in her front, too, but that didn't help my point.
"This isn't porn," Scott said. "They can't show a dick – at least not in a sexual situation- and not get an NC-17. So, no dicks."
"It's not fair," I said again.
"So, are you saying you want to see a dick?" Jess asked.
"Well, yes," I said.
"We've got one here." Jess was teasing me, and Scott, too, I think. But it would be nice to see Scott's dick. I liked him, and he was pretty good looking...
But, I didn't really think about what I was saying right then, and, well, ummm...
"So Scott," Jess said, "Show us your dick."
"What?" he asked. "You can't be serious."
"I am," she said. "Penny wants to see a dick. You've got one. Show it to her."
She reached over and started to undo his belt.
We were sitting on my bed. My apartment was a studio – a really small studio apartment. My bed was in a corner, pushed against the walls, and I had pillows all around so it could be the couch, too. It faced the dresser, and the TV was on top of the dresser, so it was easiest for the three of us to just sit next to each other on the bed, propped up against the pillows and the wall.
"Hang on," Scott said, pushing Jess's hand away from his crotch. "What's in it for me?"
"A back rub," Jess replied.
"Body rub, and both of you," he said.
"Back rubs for everybody," Jess countered. "We'll unhook our bras and you have to be naked when you do us."
"What!" I was a little startled at that detail. Seeing Scott's cock was one thing, but giving him a chance to see my breasts was another. The shy thing was kicking in. He'd touched them and everything before, but he'd never seen them. I always had a nightgown on or a t-shirt those times.
"We don't have to sit up – we stay face down," Jess said. "But a back rub is nicer if you don't have to work around bra straps and stuff."
"It works for me," Scott said.
"Ok, take off your shirt and lie down," I replied. I was a little nervous, but what the hell, I thought. A back rub would be nice.
Scott unbuttoned his shirt, took it off, then pulled his t-shirt up over his head and threw it on the floor next to his shirt. He really is kind of good looking – about 5'10", 180, dirty blonde hair and nice brown eyes. He's not a real hardbody or anything, but he's got nice broad shoulders. Still does. He flopped over on his front and pulled a pillow under his head.
"Go to it," he demanded.
Whack! Jess slapped his butt. "Be polite," she told him.
I crawled over next to him and ran my hands over his back. Touching someone is really nice, and I liked Scott. I started kneading his shoulders.
Jess straddled his thighs and ran both hands over his lower back.
"Comfortable back there?" Scott asked her.
"Got to get in position. Shut up and enjoy it. How often do you get your back rubbed by two sexy women?"
I ignored them and kept rubbing Scott's shoulders. It had been a while since I touched anyone with anything more than a handshake and this was kind of nice.
We rubbed and stroked and caressed his back for about 15 minutes. Scott moaned every once in a while, and Jess and I changed places, and it was kind of erotic sitting across his thighs and leaning up against his butt a little and thinking about seeing his penis and touching him all at the same time. I wasn't getting wet or anything, but it was kind of sexy.
"Ok, enough" Jess said. "Get off him, Penny. Scott, show us the goods."
I moved off him and Scott got up and stood at the end of the bed.
"Do you really want me to do this?" he asked us. He was looking more at me. I knew he and Jess had been together before, so she wasn't about to see anything she hadn't. I nodded my head yes. I did want to see him.
He shrugged his shoulders and undid his belt. I was holding my breath. He stepped out of his pants and pulled off his socks. He was standing there in a pair of blue boxer briefs. I could see the lump of his cock inside them.
"You sure?" He directed this totally at me.
"Yes," I said, quietly. I felt a little thrill run through me.
Scott hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down.
His penis wasn't erect, and it just nestled there on top of his balls. His pubic hair was kind of wispy.
"It's nice, isn't it?" Jess asked me.
"It's very nice," I replied. I didn't really have much to compare it with, but it looked pretty nice to me, anyway. And it was attached to a guy I liked, so it was fine.