The next day when I woke up I found Jess sitting on the couch in the front room.
"Morning," she said.
"Morning, where's Stacy?" I asked.
"She just left a little bit ago. She said she was going to the bank and then to the liquor store, and I think to find a few guys for tonight . . . it's not weird that I'm still here is it?" she asked.
"No, of course not," I assured her.
"Okay," she said. I sat down on the couch next to her.
"So you're really okay with all this?" I asked.
"Yeah . . . I really don't mind it, and the money's nice . . . I don't know. I broke it off with Steve today, so that's kind of a weight off my shoulders. We were kind of in a rough patch, and with all this I just decided it was a good time to end it."
"Alright, I told myself I wasn't going to meddle, but I had to make sure you weren't feeling forced into anything."
"No, no. Thank you though. I know Stacy can be really overbearing, and sometimes it makes me really angry, but that's just the way she is."
"Okay," I said.
"You don't think it makes me a bad person, or anything, do you?"
"No, not at all."
"You don't think less of me?" She asked.
"No. It was cool last night."
"Really?"
"Yeah, you put on a good show, you really know how to please a guy," I said. Jess just looked at me for a second.
"If you want I could . . . you know . . . for you. I mean not for money or anything. You've just always been really nice, and I think sometimes that you care more about my feelings than Stacy does."
My heart was racing. I just stared blankly. I thought about Stacy, and the previous night.
"I'm sorry," she said quickly, "I shouldn't have done that. You're with Stacy, and Stacy is my best friend-"
"No wait . . . I'd like that," I said, shaking a little.
"Really?" she asked.
"Just between us right?"
"Just between us." Jess got up and grabbed my hand. She led me to the computer room and sat me on the love seat, and then got down on her knees in front of me. She started to unbuckle my belt.
"Anything special you want?" she asked as she pulled my pants to the floor.
"No," I said. She wrapped her hand around my dick and gently started to tug on it.
"Wait . . ." I said.
"What?"
"Could you maybe take your shirt off?" I asked. She smiled and let go of my dick.
"I saw you looking at them last night," she said as she pulled her shirt off.
"I couldn't stop myself," I said. She unclasped her bra and tossed it aside.
"Good, I'm glad you like them." She grabbed my rock hard cock and began to stroke it. She stared into my eyes, and squeezed at her breasts with her other hand. She slowly stroked my cock for a while and then leaned further down and planted a couple of big wet kisses on my shaft.
"God that's hot," I said, "God you're hot."
"You're not to bad yourself." She spit into the palm of her hand and rubbed it up and down my shaft. She massaged my balls with her left hand as her right pumped up and down on my cock. As she stroked, and her tits bounced, I started to breathe harder and harder.
"Take off your shirt." I did as she said.
"God you're so good at this," I huffed.
"Really?" she asked.
"Uh huh . . . way better than Stacy," Her eyes lit up.
"Really?" she asked again.
"There's no comparison," I managed to say. She bent down and planted a big wet kiss on the tip of my cock, slurping off the precum.
"Thank you," she said, looking back up at me.
"I can't last any longer," I groaned.
"Then don't," she said smiling up at me.
I groaned as I shot spurt after spurt of cum all over my chest. I looked at her smiling, slowly milking the last of the cum out of my cock, dribbling down all around her hand. I bent down and kissed her. I grabbed the back of her head and gently probed my tongue into her mouth.
"Mmm," she moaned into my mouth. I grabbed her and pulled her up onto the love seat and on top of me. I pressed her against me and kissed her deeply. I squeezed her ass through her jeans as if I'd been starved of ass my whole life until this moment. She had so much more to grab hold of then Sarah it intoxicated me. I worked my other hand between us and massaged one of her breasts, now sticky from being pressed against my chest.
For half an hour we made out fiercely, like I hadn't made out since high school, not since I had sex for the first time. When we finally paused to catch our breath I looked her over. We were both covered in my cum.
"Sorry I got it all over you," I said.
"All you had to do was ask, and I would've let you cum there in the first place." I laughed and kissed her again.
"We should probably get cleaned up," I said.
An hour later Stacy came home with an armful of liquor and three guys. One of them was Brian from the night before.
"Hey Brian," Jess said.
"Hey," Brian said. Jess walked over and put her arm around his waist. "Back for more huh?" she asked.
"You know it," he said, reaching over and grabbing a handful of one of her tits.
"Watch it you two," Stacy said jokingly from the kitchen, where she was pouring drinks.
When everybody had one drink in them and another in their hand, we made our way back to the computer room. The guys stood in a little cluster by the computer, sipping their drinks. I leant against the opposite wall, downing mine, while Stacy stood in the middle of the room, helping Jess pull her tee shirt off. Stacy eyed the guy's, "Who's up?" she asked. A short muscular guy stepped forward and handed Stacy two twenties.