"So, how was Tessa?"
I should have known Jim would suspect something had happened . . . but I didn't know if I should tell him. I closed my eyes to think but opened them again when I felt Jim's hand softly caress my cheek. He looked directly at me and said, "Whatever happened honey, it's okay."
And just like that I knew it was. This was Jim . . . . my lover and my friend. The man who loved me and accepted me, the man who encouraged every sexual thought and fantasy that I'd ever had, the man who shared his fantasies with me.
So with him sitting next to me on the bed, still naked, wet and warm from his shower, I told him. I told him about Tessa sitting behind me in the locker room, rubbing lotion onto my back. I told him how relaxed I was when her hands moved to my sides . . . and how excited I felt when she first touched just the sides of my breasts. I told him about the heat of Tessa's hands on my cool skin . . . . and how my pussy clenched when she touched my nipples.
I told Jim how startled I had been when someone entered the locker room and interrupted Tessa's touching me, how I was both embarrassed and frustrated. I told him how we'd ridden home in silence . . . and how Tessa had kissed me just before I came into the house.
My words tapered off and I watched Jim's face for his reaction. He was quiet for a moment and then . . . . then came his encouraging, sexy smile. I watched his lips part as he lowered his face to mine, stopping with his mouth just a breath away from mine. And then I felt his tongue, reaching out, tasting my lips. It was almost as if he was searching for Tessa's taste . . . .
My hands clenched on the bed covering and I felt my nipples harden. Jim lifted his head and said, "I love that you liked Tessa's touch. I love that she touched your breasts and felt your nipples harden. I love that you didn't want her to stop."
I must have looked surprised, because Jim took my hand and guided it to his lap. My fingers brushed against his cock and I turned my head to see. His cock was standing up, hard, hard, hard. I curled my fingers around him, feeling the incredible strength of his erection and then watched as a drop of pre-cum emerged from its tip.
Jim gently removed my hand from him and then started to unbutton my shirt. I sat up to help him and then stood to take off the rest of my clothes. Jim sat back a little on the bed and when I was naked, he pulled me down to sit facing away from him between his legs.
He started to gently rub my back and it was only a moment before I realized he was re-enacting my experience with Tessa. His hands stroked my back and then moved to my sides. My nipples were tingling when his fingers lightly brushed the sides of my breasts. He didn't linger but quickly moved his hands so that his palms were lightly brushing over my nipples.
