Marjorie rested her head on her hand, watching a single grasshopper hop onto the red plaid blanket the group had placed on the ground for their "picnic." Johan and Andrew had planned the afternoon, winking their eyes at each other each time they mentioned picnic, giggling when anyone mentioned hunger or eating. Edie and Marjorie knew what was happening, actually goaded the guys into the trip. They weren't surprised to find there was no picnic basket and definitely no food. If fact they were the first to begin removing their clothing as the two guys pretended to have forgotten the food. Edie found their antics cute, Marjorie thought them unoriginal, perhaps even boring.
What was original and really quite rude was when, instead of paring up, both guys began running their hands over Edie's breasts, and as she freed them from her bra, they each took a nipple into their mouths, leaving Marjorie to undress alone. Initially she figured one of the guys would move over to her, but as the two of them talked about a sandwich, one kissing Edie down her back and the other kissing her from the front, Marjorie settled back onto the blanket.
Edie noticed Marjorie's consternation and whispered, "When they finish with me, they'll move over to you, that way we both can feel what it's like with two guys."
Marjorie should have expected something like this when they started out, Edie was the slim, pretty one, and Marjorie was always the plump friend. Plump was the polite word, what they meant was fat. She guessed she could settle for Edie's left-overs, she really didn't have much of a choice, so she was simply left to watch and wait. It was quite a unique experience for her as Edie had a way of bringing out the best in the guys, so Marjorie slipped a hand between her legs and slowly caressed herself as the watched the group writhe in front of her.
