I fucked Beth on Tuesday evening.
Wednesday afternoon, just as I was clearing my desk to go home, I called my assistant/lover, Vicki, into my office.
"Close the door," I said when she entered.
"Yes ma'am?" Vicki asked about being called into my office.
Ever the professional at work.
"Have you any plans for this evening?" I asked as I closed my laptop's case.
"No ma'am," she replied with a curious look on her face.
"I'll be over at seven." I said, sotto-voiced, as I walked past her and opened the door of my office to leave.
"Yes ma'am," Vicki replied, a hint of gladness in her tone.
Ever the professional at work.
I was at her door at seven and in her bed by seven-oh-five. Our path to her bedroom could be followed by the trail of clothing along the way. I smothered her with kisses and touches, satisfying for her, indulging my need to make love to her, for me.
After countless orgasms, she literally begged to eat me, her pleas genuine and wanton, and of course, I let her do so. Afterwards, we lay tangled in each other's arms, the scent of sex heavy in the air.
That's when I told her of Beth.
And, as it was when I told her of my first fling with Marnie, she became aroused which led to more great sex for her and I.
One down, one to go.
"Marnie, I could use your help if you're not busy," I said when she answered her cell on Thursday afternoon.
"Be right there," was her terse reply, hanging up afterwards. A few minutes later I heard the back-yard gate open and shut, followed by the sound of Marnie's footfalls on my decking.
"They're out to dinner with friends," Marnie announced, referring to her aunt and uncle with whom she lived, "I left a note for them that I'd be late, that I went out with some friends who picked me up."
"Good, I was hoping we'd have some time to enjoy each other," I said/suggested, "interested?"
Marnie's answer was to start the walk to my bedroom, shedding clothes along the way, her tight, toned nineteen-year old body, never looking so good to me as it did in that moment.
We spent the next three hours eating and fucking each other almost raw. Taking turns with my strap-on, she and I damned near wore out our pussies fucking each other with it. Exhausted, I took off the belt and threw the dildo to the floor, falling across Marnie afterwards.
"I've missed our afternoon quickies," She said to me as she stroked my sweat-wet hair, nibbling on my ears and neck at the same time.
"Me too, baby," I honestly replied, "I've missed you too, baby," I continued, "and I need to tell you something."
And then, I told her about fucking Beth a couple on nights earlier. I told her of my plans for the weekend with Beth, at her place in the foothills.
"Can I go?" She asked after I was through.
"With Beth and I? This weekend?"
"Yeah. Uncle Frank and aunt Jen are going to a trade-show or some shit like that, so that's not an issue," Marnie explained, "I think spending a weekend in the foothills is a great idea, and" she teased, "you know how much fun I can be in threesomes."
"You're fun all the time, sweetie," I said before placing my mouth over her small titty to suck and lick, "But, I don't even know if Beth is into that...she might not be," returning my mouth to her thick nipple to suck on some more.
"Can't hurt to ask, can it?" Marnie replied as she pushed me towards her playpen of a pussy so that I could eat her one more time.
"Suppose not," I replied just before wrapping my mouth over her already well-eaten and well-fucked cunt.
Beth thought the idea a grand one.
"I've had threesomes before, so that's not new," She explained over the phone to me, "but, I've never had sex with anyone as young as your friend Marnie...actually, kinda' gets me all tingly thinking about it," she chuckled.
"Tingly is what she does best," I informed my newest bed-mate, "she's young but, damn, she's good."
"Good works," Beth replied with a cheerful lilt, "See y'all tomorrow," ending the call.
Hanging up the phone, I stared down at Marnie who had been nibbling on my pussy while I talked with Beth.
"Good to go, lover," I said to my nineteen-year old neighbor, my fingertips tracing a line across her brow, moving her short hair to the side.
Looking up from between my thighs, Marnie just smiled...
The introductions went smoothly when Marnie and I showed up, on time, at Beth's. Hugs were exchanged and Beth couldn't seem to stop from touching me, fooling with my hair, that kind of thing. Beth was definitely a 'hugger' I'd decided.
Beth was dressed in shorts and tee, as were Marnie and I, not a bra being worn by any of us judging from the perky nipples that Beth's air conditioning caused.
"Damn, you keep it cold in here, girl," I chided.
"Yeah, I know but it's only because I'm turning it off for the weekend and I don't want the house to heat up too much," She explained.
Marnie just smiled at the two of us, her eyes dancing between us.
"What?" I smilingly asked.
"You two are cute together," Marnie observed, "and I'm going to have a good time this weekend...that's what I was thinking, why I was smiling."
"I like her already," Beth said playfully, pulling Marnie to her in a hug that, at five-foot-nothing, caused Marnie's head to sorta' smash against Beth's lovely rack.
Pulling her head back so that she could look up to Beth's face, Marnie chuckled, saying, "If you like me now, you'll love me by tomorrow morning," her grin lasciviously skewed.
"I like your bluntness," Beth admitted with a smile.
"Me too," Marnie agreed, punctuating her statement with a 'soft' bite of Beth's hardened nipple through her tee, which left a ring of wetness on Beth's tee and a smile on Beth's lips.
Beth's place in the hills was about a three hour drive from the city which would have us arriving after dark.
"I've called ahead to the property management company so that they could have the place ready for us," Beth explained from the back seat of her large SUV as I drove to the interstate that would take us up and up into the mountains. I asked to drive. I like driving, Beth doesn't, so problem averted.
"They'll air it out, check that all is well and working and even have the fridge loaded with the shopping list of supplies that I gave them," She explained further.
"Good deal," I exclaimed, "Hope you had wine on your list," I joked further.
"Absolutely...you okay with wine, Marnie?" Beth asked/answered.
"I am...wine, beer, Vodka...it's all good," my teenaged neighbor replied, turning in the passenger seat to smile back to Beth, her smile a bit leery, I thought.
Looking into the rearview mirror of Beth's car, I could see that Beth was exchanging eye-fucks with Marnie. Smiling to myself, I felt a tingle to my snatch thinking of how these two were already getting ramped up for some serious sexual playtime.
We stopped to eat at a roadside diner about an hour out of the city, all of us choosing to eat light, the sexual energy between us becoming palatable as time passed at the dinner table.
"Mind if I sit in the back with you?" Marnie asked Beth as the two of them trailed behind me on the walk back to the car after we'd eaten.
"I'd love the company," Beth replied flirtingly, adding, "would you mind, Shari?"
"As long as the two of you don't get us arrested for public indecency, I'd don't care what you do," I joked in response.
"Promise to make it up to you," Marnie proclaimed as we reached the car, sliding her hand up my tee from behind, reaching for and cupping a breast with her small hand, "Won't we, Beth?"
"Sounds like a promise to me," Beth replied as she slid across the large backseat of her SUV while I got behind the wheel to drive us to the cabin.
"Just follow the directions of the GPS...." Beth's words cut off by Marnie's mouth suddenly on hers just as I started up the car.
Adjusting the rearview mirror so that I could 'watch' the action as I drove, I smiled broadly as I joined the interstate traffic, Marnie and Beth oblivious to all else other than their kissing and fondling of each other as I did so.
I didn't really mind driving and letting them have some fun, I really didn't. Kinda' gave me some 'me time', allowing me to think about things.
Things like 'What the Fuck now, Sherlock'?
Where do I take my life now? I remember thinking about three months after Jack passed. Stay working? Didn't really need to if I didn't want to, thanks to Jack and I's financial planning...Find another husband? Become a permanent resident of Pussyville?
It had only been six months...I had a lot of shit going on in my head, not to mention that my hormones returned with a vengence, making me horny damned near all the time since Beth and I had fucked earlier in the week.
Body trying to catch up on missed orgasms, I reasoned unrealistically.
"Mmmmmm, mmmmmmmph, oh damn, damn....oh GODDAMN!" Beth suddenly cried. Glancing into my re-positioned rearview mirror, I saw that Marnie had gotten Beth out of her shorts and panties, leaned her against the seat/door and had just given her a world-class pussy-eating.
Marnie IS a world-class pussy eater....I should ask her, sometime, about her first time with a girl, you know, that kind of shit.
"Take exit 298 B in one mile, stay right," intoned the electronic British bitch's voice from the GPS system.
"Tidy up ladies, we're heading up into the hills," I called to my half-naked lady-friends in the back seat, "probably wouldn't be a bad idea to put your clothes back on...at least for a little while," I joked further.
"Ooooh Shari, this was so the right idea to bring Marnie with us," Beth cooed from the back seat as she struggled to get back into her shorts, her panties having already gone into her handbag.
"Got to earn my keep, don't I?" Marnie chuckled, agreeing with Beth. Leaning forward, between the buckets, Marnie reached around from behind me, saying, "Here babe, try some of this," sliding two fingers between my lips and into my mouth.
"Mmmmmm, oh yeah, that definitely passes the taste test," I teased after sucking Beth's juices from Marnie's fingers.
"Marnie wants to try a little kink," Beth suddenly dropped into the conversation.
Say what?
