Jerry had gotten over his macho stuff by the time we got home. Jo & I were thinking about more important things. Me about how to get a partner, Jo about getting her partner inside her.
We all had another drink before going to bed. Jerry makes them a lot stronger than the bar. I was tipsy trying to change. I kept an eye on my door until I was changed. It was warm, so I had on a red, cotton, baby doll top and panties. I listened for sounds in the hall, it was quiet, so I was OK to go to the bathroom. I didn't shut the door completely. Was I hoping for something to happen? "Hell yes," I say to myself. But nothing did. I walked back across the hall and heard Jo talking loudly. It didn't seem friendly, so I shut my door behind me. I had the bed light on while I was reading a romance novel when I hear a soft knock on my door.
"Patty, are you awake?" Jo opens the door as she asks the question. I sit up as she sits on the bed beside me.
"Patty, can we talk? About some personal things, I mean," she continues.
"Well sure, JO. I guess, is everything Ok."
I am not sure what she is leading up to. The possibilities are many; some good, some very exciting, but some bad.
"I think Jerry is going out on me, Patty. He must be, it seems like no matter what I do, or wear, or act, I can't seem to get him to want me."
Jo is beginning to sob a little; I put my arms around her and pull her close. Her head rests cradled on my chest as I hold her and rub her back. As she leans over she puts her hand down on the mattress to support herself. Her wrist is firmly pressing my mound.
"Jo, It could be a lot of things. It's probably something else besides you. I have seen the way other men, and women, look at you when we are out. You are a very beautiful, sexy looking lady, Jo. I am sure most men, and probably a lot of women too are very jealous of Jerry. He is so lucky to have a woman like you."
Jo squeezed me harder as I comforted her. As we gently rocked the pressure on my mound sliding up and down her wrist sent tingles through my body. Her partly open mouth was over my left nipple. Her oozing saliva had the cotton material covering that very sensitive part of my boob soaked. As we rock together I feel so close to Jo. Jo's head lifts off my chest, she whispers
"Oh Patty, I love you so much, I need you more than you will ever know." Our mouths are only inches apart. I can feel myself melting into a puddle of emotion.
"Jo, you know I love you, too." We hug each other closer; our heads are laying on each others shoulders. I can feel Jo's warm breath in my ear. THAT DRIVES ME WILD WITH DESIRE!
What do I do? Do I kiss her? Do I see if she kisses me first? My body is screaming for satisfaction!
Calm down, Patty, I tell myself, let her make the first move.
"So you really don't think that Jerry is going out on me, that something else is the problem, Patty?"
"I am sure of it, Jo."
"Oh Patty, I slobbered all over your nighty."
Jo's hand squeezed the wet material as she spoke, brushing her fingers against my already hard nipple.
"Wow, you must be cold in here," Jo giggles, looking at my nipple.
