This is the continuation of the story of Teri, Traci, and Tony begun in, First Night. Their parents left on a second honeymoon cruise, leaving the three alone at home. The story picks up with the evening of the third day. Jenny, Teri, and Sue have just finished dinner.
"That's the way I like to do dishes," said Teri as she dropped the containers in the trash. "Disposable plates, disposable knives and forks, we're going to be known as the disposable generation." On the way over, Jenny had picked up three large chef salads with bread sticks at the Italian restaurant in the mall.
"You're right," replied Jenny, "there are disposable diapers, bottles..."
"Disposable husbands," chimed in Sue.
All three laughed, and Jenny asked, "Will it be awkward for you at the university with your husband....I mean ex-husband still there?"
"No. He's leaving, thank God," replied Sue. "He's taking a department head job at a college in San Francisco. I didn't even know about it until I had served him with the divorce papers. I don't know when he planned on telling me - maybe after he had left."
Teri watched Sue limp to the sink. "You're walking a lot better, Sue. You aren't using the crutch either."
"I know, soaking in the bath seems to really help my knee, makes it more flexible."
"Rather than sit around here and chat, why don't we do it in the hot tub," said Jenny.
"Sounds okay to me," said Teri. "You want to soak it some more, for about an hour, Sue?"
"I didn't bring a swim suit or anything like that with me," replied Sue.
Teri laughed, "It's just us girls, tonight the house rule will be 'no clothes' in the hot tub. Okay?"
Sue laughed, "Why not...okay."
"Jenny, if you'll help her get undressed and in the tub, I'll get us a plate of cheese and crackers, and another bottle of wine."
Sue and Jenny were already in the tub when Teri brought the snacks and wine out, and had just started to undress when the phone rang. It was Tony. They had stopped to eat at a burger joint, and when they were ready to go, found that Ron had locked the keys in the car. Teri told Jenny and Sue what the problem was.
"There's an extra key on my key chain, I'll run it up to them," said Jenny.
"You're already in the tub and I'm still dressed. Let me have the key and I'll do it," said Teri. "It'll only take me about 25-30 minutes or so. It'll give you two a chance to get better acquainted."
After Teri left, they chatted for a few minutes, and Jenny noticed that Sue kept squirming around like she couldn't get comfortable. "Is something wrong, Sue? Is your leg hurting you?"
"I'm sorry, Jenny. You'll just have to excuse me," said Sue, blushing furiously. "But the itching is driving me nuts, and I can't put these casts under the water to scratch it."
"What itching?" asked Jenny as she watched Sue stand up and sit on the side of the tub and begin to dry her crotch. "Oh, you mean your bush. You must trim it."
Sue still blushing, chuckled, "Yes, I do, and when it starts growing out, it itches like crazy. When I was in the hospital I tried to do it myself and cut myself twice. A nurse got a young nursing aide to do it for me....I don't know who was embarrassed more, me or her, but I haven't been able to shave it since then."
"I know what you mean, but the only thing that will get rid of the itch is either to shave or wait for it to grow out." Jenny touched Sue on the thigh as she glided through the water over to where Sue was sitting. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about, I trim mine and I can do it for you."
"Oh no Jenny, I couldn't...."
"Nonsense, it's no big deal. Let me get Teri's razor and soap and we'll do it right here."
Jenny was back in a moment but before getting back in the tub she put a cushion on the floor behind Sue. The top of the hot tub was almost level with the built up floor around it. "You can lie back on this and won't have to lean back on your arms," said Jenny. "I put a new razor in just to be sure we had a fresh one."
As Jenny got back in the tub, Sue started blushing again. "Really Jenny, you don't have to do this. It's aggravating, but I can live with it."
Jenny patted Sue's thigh. "I know that, but I also know how bad that itching can be. Quit blushing so much and lie back," said Jenny, chuckling softly. "It'll only take a few minutes."
Sue lay back and felt Jenny spread her legs and then wet her pubic hair. When Jenny started rubbing the shaving lather onto Sue's mons, her body jerked.
"Sorry, the lather must feel a little cold to you," said Jenny as she lathered up Sue's mons and down between her thighs beside her pussy lips. As Jenny spread the lather between Sue's pussy lips and her thighs, she let her fingers gently stroke Sue's large wrinkled labia. The wrinkled, puckered lips reminded Jenny of the mouth of a large deflated balloon.