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At Long - Last...Friday night!
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Lesley, Me, and Sophie makes Three.
"This is Lesley...I'm out right now, but if you'll leave a message at the sound of the beep, I'll get back to you."
"Hi Lesley...it's Josh, you gave me your phone number, remember? When you have a chance...call me."
Looking out the window, I could see a typical winter evening was unfolding. A heavy snow had started to fall and was already turning the landscape white.
My phone rang about an hour later. Suddenly... it no longer seemed like Winter. It was as if a breath of Spring had suddenly blown into my life.
"So...did you like the way I scrambled your eggs?" a teasing little oh-so-feminine voice asked.
My heart took a gigantic leap as I recognized Lesley's soft sexy voice. Falling right back into our little familiar mode of teasing each other I quipped...,
"Actually, I prefer my scrambled eggs with a little more spice... just like my women," I teased her.
"Yeah, right... Are you saying I wasn't spicy enough for you last Friday night?"
Hearing that lilting little giggle in her voice, I felt relieved. Everything was going to be all right. She was calling...me! A feeling of gratitude and happiness enveloped me.
"You had just the right amount of spice."
"You know...I should be mad at you. Why didn't you call me sooner?"
She sounded sincere. I felt so flattered, but could not resist carrying the teasing a bit further.
"Gee, Lesley, When I tried looking you up in the phone book, I checked under good-looking; when I didn't find you there, I just assumed your number was unlisted," I teased.
"Josh...why I called - how would you like to get together again this Friday night? I thought we could keep practicing, until we get it right." Lesley teased.
"Gee...let's see. This Friday evening? Does this mean I'll be getting scrambled eggs for breakfast Saturday morning?" I teased.
"That and maybe more," she promised with a little laugh.
"Come on, tell the truth...," Lesley went on - in that soft teasing little voice of hers, "You know you can hardly wait to sleep with me again."
"Gee, Lesley...I was hoping we might do a little more than just sleep," I delighted in teasing her.
"Seriously, Lesley, I can't wait to see you again," I finally admitted.
"Me too... Josh," Lesley said quietly, a tone of longing seeming to creep into her soft voice, "No one has ever made me feel quite as wonderful as you made me feel last Friday night. I can hardly wait to see you again also."
"Eight o'clock Friday okay?" I asked.
"Eight o'clock is good," she replied. "See you then."
Homesick pangs
Since spending the previous Friday evening with Lesley, I had spent the next several days trying to recreate in my mind all the erotic pictures I had of her. The way Lesley had greeted me at her door, last Friday; so beautiful, looking so seductive, and yet so affectionate, warm and loving to me.
I start getting aroused anytime I allowed my mind to think of Lesley's beautiful calves; remembering how my hungry mouth had kissed it's way up her soft rounded thighs, up to that wonderful feminine oasis with it's delightful spring, that gave of its magical moistness so willingly. Her mysterious female juices that had flowed so lovingly as we shared that sweet first time. Her intimate little moans of acceptance.
After Lesley's phone call, I was exhilarated. Over the past several days I realized, not only was I hungry for her sexually; I was also homesick with desire to just be with her again. To feel her warm skin so soft to my touch, to smell her soft fragrant cologne as it wafted into my nostrils. Just to hear again that soft tender voice of hers... Well, I could go on... but a line from the old torch song, "I got it bad, and that ain't good"..., best seemed to describe my feelings.
Josh's Startling Surprise
"Excuse me Miss-...those Yellow Roses I see in the window...do you have any that are fresher?"
"Yes, Sir...In the back...How many would you like?"
"Give me two dozen, please."
I couldn't wait. I had really tried to wait until Friday. But I wanted to see Lesley. I was willing to use any excuse to do so. I thought,
I'll just drop these Roses off, and then leave immediately
. At least I would have a few moments with her.
Pulling up in front of Lesley's Apartment I saw a little BMW that I assumed was hers, parked in the driveway. A few moments later, I rang her doorbell.
After what seemed like an eternity, Lesley opened the door. I could see she was in her bathrobe.
"Lesley, I'm sorry...I should have called first. I just wanted to drop these by for you...," I said, as I handed her the Yellow Roses.
"It's okay Josh," she said, although I could see she was ill at ease, if not visibly shaken.
"Please...Come in."
One look at her slightly flushed face, and tousled brown hair; I quickly realized I had made a horrible mistake. I realized, she has someone with her.
"No, you have visitors...I should go right now," I said, deeply chagrined that I had intruded on something that was obviously meant to be private. It was certainly none of my business.
I felt sick. I had never even entertained the thought, that she might also be seeing someone else. Although it was certainly understandable, it still hit me like a bolt of lighting.
"No...Josh...Please don't go yet... It's not what you think... Stay right here. I want you to meet someone," Lesley insisted.
Even though all I really wanted to do was to run out the door; I waited, dreading, almost sure, I knew what was coming.
A few moments later Lesley came back out of her bedroom. With her was an attractive petite little female. She looked Spanish to me with her beautiful brown skin and shiny black hair that hung down to her tiny shoulders. When she smiled across the room at me, her face lit up in sweetest smile.
Smiling back at her, I shyly examined this beautiful creature, I could see she had dark hair and warm brown eyes; eyes that anyone would be perfectly content to gaze into forever. She was smaller than Lesley, petite and small-built...maybe 106 lbs...soaking wet.
Her small titties pushed at her bathrobe, perfectly formed little mounds that jutted out from her small frame. As crazy as I was about Lesley's looks, I was simply captivated by this pretty little dark haired woman.
"Josh, this is Sophie...; Sophie, this is my very special friend, Josh."
I cannot describe the beautiful picture the two of them made, standing there together. Both were beautiful attractive little women; Lesley was a bit taller than Sophie was, both were in their bathrobes. I had definitely interrupted their evening.
As my hungry eyes drank in the beauty of these two attractive women; as far as which one was the more beautiful; Lesley or Sophie... well, I wouldn't have wanted to live on the difference!
Then realization hit me! Instantly...I felt better!
I realized Lesley did not intend to end her relationship with me. She wasn't seeing other men. Lesley was bi-sexual... She and beautiful little Sophie were lovers.
Don't ask me to explain why; but I didn't feel jealous. I only felt envy seeing the two of them standing there together.
After saying hello to Sophie...painfully aware that three usually is a crowd... I beat a hasty retreat out the door.
"I'll walk you to your car," Lesley said, following me out to my little sports car.
"Are you disappointed in me, Josh?" she asked.
"No, are you kidding...!, I think what you and Sophie have is wonderful. How could you even think I could be disappointed? This doesn't change the way I feel about you, at all.
"My God, Lesley," your friend Sophie is so beautiful!"
Giving me a warm soft kiss on my lips, Lesley smiled and said,
"Oh, Josh, you're wonderful.
"By the way, since you think Sophie's so beautiful ...should I start getting jealous now or wait till later?" she teased.
"Never," I said, using my answer to give her a soft warm kiss that she returned, letting her lips linger on mine much longer than I had expected.
"I'll call you tomorrow. We'll talk...okay?" she promised, "Oh, and thanks for the yellow roses."
Smiling down into her warm beautiful brown eyes, I couldn't help but feel relieved.
"I can't wait!" I grinned as I fastened my seatbelt preparing to leave.
Lesley's Phone Call
Bright and early Thursday morning my phone rang. Lesley had kept her promise.
"I was going to wait until tonight to call; but, I didn't want to keep you in suspense all day. I know you're curious,...about Sophie and I...and how it might affect our relationship.
"Now that you know my sexual preferences includes both you and Sophie, how do you feel about it?" she asked, her sweet voice registering uncertainty, concern.
Laughing into the phone I replied, "Lesley, darling...what I feel is mostly envy. Sophie is such a beautiful little creature."
"Oh, Josh, I'm so relieved...I couldn't stand it, if either of you decided to not be in my life anymore."
"Lesley," I said, "I'm just happy that it wasn't some other guy."
"Josh, dear, since spending last Friday night with you, I'm really not looking for anyone else."
"Color me relieved, and very happy," I said, delighted at her comment.
"Now...I guess you want to know about me and Sophie?"
"Yeah, I confess, I'm waiting with bated breath...,"