The more I got to know Rose the more we got along and I liked her bubbly personality. Joan didn't seem to mind the flirting with Rose, and even Sandy the odd time she could be there, so it was easy to relax in their company. One weekend in spring I was going to be home again, and Joan informed me that Rose wanted to have us over for dinner again. I slipped home on the Friday evening, (so mother wasn't aware), so I could be with Joan all weekend.
In the morning we were lying in her bed almost nose to nose after making love, and Joan was toying with my hair and smiling and kissing me when she suddenly said, "you know Rose has the 'hots' for you", I couldn't think of what to say and realized all the flirting had been serious, at least on Rose's part, then looking directly into her eyes said, "I know". Joan looked at me for a moment then said, "and I love you" to which I again replied, "I know" when she looked at me for a few moments then kissed me long and hard as her fingers found my pussy, then started me on the climb to a most beautiful orgasm.
That evening we got ready to go to Rose's for dinner we took our time getting ready, we shared a bath together and Joan shaved her pussy, after we dried off she then took her time fixing my hair before getting dressed. She had me wear a lovely silver ensemble complete with garter belt and silver colored nylons she had bought me. By now I was enjoying wearing the 'harness' of a garter belt and stockings she loved me to wear, and I had a lovely a pale blue mini dress with me I decided to wear with it. She herself looked resplendent in a crisp white outfit with a sexy pleated skirt.
Rose met us at her door and took our coats after kissing us and led us into her living room. It was very cosy with the fire burning in the fireplace, and candles round the room. Rose was wearing the same flimsy two piece suit she'd worn the first time we'd met, the one that made her boobs stand up as if they were bursting out of their holders, and adorned with a triple strand necklace, her boobs were about as perfect as you can get. We had a couple of glasses of wine sitting on her sofa before we sat down to dinner. After what Joan had told me I looked at Rose in a slightly different light, she was no doubt sexier and friendly, and I thought her ass looked bigger than before, stretching the thin gossamer material of her pant suit over her bum and moving as if to entice me.
After dinner, (with more wine) we returned to the living room and she put on some music on her stereo and she turned off the lights so the room was bathed in the light from the candles and fireplace. I knew I looked sexy, and felt it too, Rose was looking at me and smiling, and I felt conscious of my mini dress showing off my stocking tops as I moved around that I was sure she found enticing. Rose stood up and held out her hand to Joan getting her up so they could dance, and it was romantic to watch. I was starting to feel high from the wine and the atmosphere was very exotic.