I write for my readers as well as for myself. I hope you enjoy this offering. Please take the time to vote and constructive comments always welcome.
I recommend that you first read Dazed and Confused, chapter 1, otherwise, you may just end up Dazed and Confused.
When Jane entered the kitchen, Lisa was leaning against the counter island nibbling on a piece of toast. Lisa was wearing a Japanese silk robe. It was short enough that her legs appeared even longer than they actually were. She, at forty, was a strikingly beautiful woman. Successful, wealthy, fond of younger women and desperately in love with the twenty-year-old walking toward her right now.
Jane was first an employee, then she became Lisa's lover and then, as of a few weeks ago, her wife. Still an employee, still her lover and, what was at times even more enjoyable for Lisa, Jane was her plaything. The more ways she could get her girl into revealing clothes, embarrassing situations, and erotic scenarios, the more fun it was.
Jane slipped her hands around Lisa. Her mouth pressed into the soft curve between her neck and her chin. She licked at Lisa's flesh. She sucked at her, spread kisses along her jawline. She was four inches shorter than Lisa, petite, gorgeous, and as deeply in love with Lisa as Lisa was with her. She was wearing a lacy, sky-blue chemise. Jane had sent it to her a few days ago, as she was always sending her such gifts. Jane grinned, noticing that the matching thong had somehow gotten misplaced during the night.
"Thank you." Jane whispered.
Lisa saw movement behind Jane and when she looked over Jane's shoulder, there stood their favorite waitress, nineteen-year-old Annie, looking slightly disheveled, She was slender with long wavy black hair. She was Italian, dark eyed, olive skinned, and quite sultry looking, even when she was waiting tables at the Avian Restaurant. Annie was nude. Completely.
Annie had the oddest of nervous habits when she was in sexual situations. As she watched Jane and Lisa, with their arms entwined, she was leaning against the doorway, her ankles crossed, her head tilted to the side, and the odd habit, the fingers of her right hand were twirling her pubic hairs into circles. Long, thick, black, lush pubic hair.
Lisa held out her hand. Annie came forward very tentatively. Lisa ran a hand around her waist and now had both girls side by side in her arms. She kissed Jane first. "Speaking of the one you should be telling thank you." Then she kissed Annie.
"I already thanked her." Jane said.
"Really?" Lisa said as she looked at Annie.
Annie grinned. "A couple of times." She said.
"Lisa's hands slipped down to cup both girl's butts. "I hope both of you had a delightful night together. Go sit down." She said. "I have pancakes."
Lisa moved away to finish working on breakfast, but the two girls just remained there. Their fingers wound together. Jane was leaning forward, kissing Annie. "I'm going to go help Annie get dressed." She said.
Lisa looked up and smiled. "Really? That girl can carry six plates of pasta at one time." Lisa said. "But she can't pull her panties on by herself?"
Annie paused, not yet knowing if Lisa was joking. Jane just grinned at Lisa and kissed Annie again before she took her hand, pulling her toward the guest room. That was where the two of them had spent last night together. "I'm not keeping these pancakes warm all day." Lisa called out.
"It's not going to take all day." Jane replied. "I can put her panties on her in the dark with my eyes closed."
"Of course, you can." Lisa said. "That's probably how you took them off."
A half hour later, the three were at the dining room table. All reasonably dressed. Well, actually, Lisa was still wearing nothing but her silk robe. Jane was still in her blue lingerie, now with the thong back in place. And Annie had found her panties with Jane's assistance. A tee shirt now added as well, and the girls were more than appropriately dressed for a breakfast at Lisa's house.
Well into the meal, Lisa looked at Annie. "So, do you have plans for Memorial day weekend?" She asked.
Annie shook her head. "I was supposed to go to my mom's but apparently her new boyfriend had other ideas. They're going to Vegas.
Lisa made a shivering motion. "How totally un-Memorial-day-ish," she said.
"Aw." Jane said. "Is that really a word?"
Lisa shrugged. "This, coming from a girl who still says pasketti."
Jane stood up. "Come on Annie. She's starting to talk mean to me. I think we should go shopping or something."
Lisa stood up. "I'm getting in the tub. You two are doing the dishes."
The two girls were hugging, and Jane's hand was slipping into Annie's panties as Lisa passed them. She paused to kiss both their cheeks. "A word of advice though." She whispered to Annie. "If you two are intent on fingering each other while you do the dishes, nothing is really getting that clean."
They were both giggling as Lisa left the kitchen. Ten minutes later, she was settling into a bubbly bath. Hot, quiet, and sweet smelling. A glass of wine at eleven A.M. wasn't harming her experience either.
With her eyes closed, she was daydreaming about those two girls making love to her. She was somewhere outside, in a garden. It was summer, the grass was tall, and cool, and the sun was about to set behind a distant tree line. She was laying with her knees bent, her legs apart. The image of the girl between her legs kept changing between Annie and Jane and they seemed to be vying to give her the best climax. It was, in fact, the fingers of her right hand in her vagina that was causing her abdominal muscles to contract. A knock at the door jarred her back to reality.
"That better be a fireman. Here to save me from a burning building." Jane opened the door and came in, She smiled. "I wish I had one of those big firemen hats, I would have put it on."
Lisa held out a hand and Jane moved up beside the tub. The tips of Lisa's fingers traced up and down her thigh. "You are forgiven." Lisa said. "What do you want?"
"We have, like, three dry cleaning tickets here, They all need to be picked up. Besides they have all my best summer stuff." Jane explained.
"Your stuff?" Lisa said.
"Best stuff." Jane corrected.
"Then you should go get your stuff right away." Lisa said. "Heaven knows you wouldn't want summer to arrive and not have your stuff."
Jane knelt down. Her hands on the edge of the tub as she leaned forward and kissed Lisa. "I love you very much." Jane whispered.
"Baby, if you loved me that much, you would be leaving our waitress here with me while you were gone." Lisa explained.
"Annie." Jane said, louder than necessary. Annie appeared in the doorway. She was nude once more. Her fingers twirling some of her coal black pubic hairs again.
"Doesn't that girl ever wear clothes?" Lisa asked.
Jane kissed Lisa again. "No, isn't it wonderful?"
"Well, maybe you should just put her in here with me." Lisa kissed Jane's neck, her hand at the back of Jane's head. "I think she needs a good talking to."
"Talking?" Jane said.
"Yes." Lisa said. "But very sternly."
"Just don't hurt our girl." Jane said. She held Annie's arm as she stepped into the tub. Lisa's hands on her hips guided her down until Annie was settled between Lisa's legs. She leaned back against Lisa. They both watched Jane leave, pulling the door closed.
"Umm." Lisa mumbled as she cupped the smallish breasts of the girl setting between her legs. "You might want to run a little more hot water." Lisa whispered. "That girl can get detoured easier than anyone I know. This could be a long bath." Her hands roamed over Annie's abdomen, over her mound, and between Annie's legs. Annie's head laid back. Her fingers traced along the outside of Lisa's legs.
"Or." Annie whispered. "We could dry off and I could fuck you." She had been Lisa's part time lover for a month last summer. But the one-sided affair sent Annie looking for other relationships. And, well, they sort of grew apart. Then Lisa met Jane. And Lisa decided Annie might be an excellent addition to Jane's love life and hers. As it turned out, an excellent addition may have been an understatement. The three had become nearly inseparable. Annie with Lisa, Annie with Jane, the three of them together in the big king bed in Lisa's room.
"Let's call that plan B for now. Shall we?" Lisa kissed her cheek. She licked at her earlobe. Her middle finger pressed on Annie's clitoris.
"Is this plan A?" Annie asked.
"It is of you like it." Lisa whispered.
Lisa's finger entered her vagina. She pressed it as far into Annie as she could. "0Oh, oh, umm." Annie moaned. "I, I, think I like this." Annie replied. "Plan A you said?"
