"Stop it! You're making me blush!" Jennifer covered her face with her hands, her shiny dark hair falling forward over her fingertips. David loved to see her blush.
He smiled at Emily, whose pale cheeks glowed as crimson as Jennifer's, though she was trying to act as though she was totally comfortable despite her feelings of awkwardness. Not only was she the proverbial third wheel, but she was also the eldest of the three. Should she even be here? Could she get naked amid their perfect young bodies? She wasn't sure.
She knew the direction the afternoon had taken. Hell, she knew where the afternoon was going the moment David rung her hotel phone and asked if she'd like to cruise Vegas with he and Jennifer. Her guy Patrick had left the get-together two days early to take care of a family crisis, so there was no one there to stop her from going. She'd immediately said yes, despite he misgivings, because she was driven by something stronger.
Emily wanted David. She loved Patrick, and had never been unfaithful to him, but there was something about David that skewed her good judgment. And Jennifer... she would kiss Jennifer with no hesitation. Like many straight women, Emily felt an awe for and attraction to beautiful women. And Jennifer was definitely beautiful... glossy brown hair, balanced features, wide eyes, and a slim yet curvy figure. She had been the most popular girl at the get-together. She and David made a very attractive couple. Emily had never been with two people at once, and the prospect made her both immensely nervous and rather excited.
Not that Emily was dog food (though next to Jennifer, she could almost feel the ALPO label on her own forehead). Blonde, and tiny boned with small hips and bust, she did have admirers. But her features were too sharp to be beautiful. She was attractive, but not exceptional. Being neurotic, she ran a list of her physical faults through her head as she watched the younger girl blush and giggle.
David put his hand over hers. He shook his head in Jennifer's direction. He expected Emily, as the older and supposedly braver girl, to make the first move. Emily smiled at him, took his hand to her lips and kissed it, never breaking eye contact. She released his hand and crawled across the bed on her hands and knees to Jennifer.
The younger girl took her hands from her face and watched as Emily crawled toward her. They stared at each other for a full second, each girl unsure of how to make the next move or whether to make the next move... each questioning each other's motivations, and their own. Fuck it, Emily thought. She cupped Jennifer's oval face in her hands and kissed her softly, gently on her cupid-bow lips. They looked into each other's eyes. "No pressure," Emily murmured. "It's just touching. Only go as far as you want. No pressure at all."
Jennifer leaned forward and kissed the blonde girl. She wasn't sure what she wanted, but the older girl's tone was so soothing, her lips so soft, that her fears faded into the background. They continued to kiss shallow kisses, then their pink tongues lightly explored each other's mouths.
"Oh my God..." David sighed as he watched the two women kiss slowly, their pink lips touching. It was a scene he'd imagined, but the reality blew his imaginings out of the water. Both girls laughed, but continued to kiss, turning slightly to make sure he could see everything. His wide-eyed gaze excited them both. David watched as their nipples hardened, denting their shirts. He shifted to accommodate the growing swell in his pants.
Her shyness fading as her lust grew, Jennifer kissed the side of Emily's neck then whispered in her ear, "Let's give him a real show!"
