When I opened the door to Esther's bedroom, Simon had already arrived. With a little gasp, Simon's eyes dilated and worked their way down my fit 19-year-old frame, before flicking briefly over to meet Esther's eyes with a small smile. Esther was lying on the bed, listening to something on her Walkman. Simon glided over to me, touched me on the arm, and leaned his body into mine to whisper in my ear: "I've been waiting for the night you came."
I turned to look at Esther: ginger curls, framing a delicate, open face, well developed breasts, and slim hips - the match of Simon's, who possessed a supple boyishness, marred only by his rebellious, new-romantic haircut. Simon's cheek bones emphasised his tight body, slim hips and gracefully shaped limbs.
Esther lifted her long eyelashes and examined Simon and my bodies touching each other, as if seeing us together for the first time. Her smile flickered briefly, as if in jealousy, but was replaced by a hunger which appeared to carry throughout her hot, toned body. With a sigh, she relaxed back on the bed, one hand apparently unconsciously brushing a nipple and coming to rest low down on her torso. My eyes and Simon's followed the movement eagerly, and I felt a muscle in Simon's leg twitch into my leg. His arm on mine increased in pressure, and his breathing became heavier as he tilted his upper body towards mine, leaving his delicate lips within striking distance of mine.
My eyes remained locked on Esther's as I pushed into Simon's lips, my tongue entering him with a flicker which made his body tense from top to bottom. Esther pushed her hand further down her torso as I explored Simon's eager mouth.
Pushing her hand down between her legs, Esther's breathing increased, and her eyes widened as Simon's hands moved over my taut body, and I cupped the back of his head in my hand, entwining my fingers in the hair at the back of his neck. Esther's free hand released the Walkman and began to massage her right breast, her head tilted back to expose the skin of her neck and upper chest.
Simon pulled away from my kisses and led me over to the bed, where he pushed between Esther's legs while pushing me towards Esther's upper body. Leaning on the edge of the bed, I placed my hand over Esther's hand pushing towards her honey pot, and bent over to plant gentle kisses on her full lips. Esther's gasping breaths in my mouth aroused my desire to explore more of her body.
I could see Simon massaging his crotch, while grinding into Esther's groin with his thigh: Simon's eyes were absorbing every element of Esther's and my foreplay as if recording it to replay at a later time. Esther freed a hand to move onto the bulge in Simon's jeans and Simon began to moan quietly and squirm under Esther's attention. I twisted around to stretch my neck over and kiss Simon's parted mouth, while Esther freed her other hand to caress the bulge in my jeans as well as Simon's.