Author's note: To get the "feel" for Penny, you should read Part 1. This is a 3 part series, "for now" that takes our main character and leads her in a discovery of herself... through a group of close women, who are trying to show another, that it is ok to enjoy the touch of another woman's embrace and desire. Enjoy reading Penny's second story... when the third one is done, you will find it in the Group Sex Catagory. Thank you for all the comments I have received on this story. Thank you to Penny for giving me the honor to write it, and another big thanks to gotwood49 for his editing services.
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"Morning, Sweetie." Mark leaned down and kissed Penny's cheek.
"Good morning," she answered back, her eyes followed him as he grabbed a cup of coffee. She admired his body; caressed it with her eyes, before returning to read the morning paper.
They sat there quietly, enjoying the day. Mark read the Finance section as Penny enjoyed the columns of upcoming events. Movies, concerts, plays and community events, thrilled the artist in Penny. Culture, her husband called it. Living, was how Penny referred to it. She was doing that now. Living; learning more and more about herself. As her relationship with her husband became stronger, and the knowledge of her own body grew, her friendship with Carol continued.
Thinking of her brought a smile to Penny's face. "What are your plans for tomorrow evening?" she asked Mark. Sipping her orange juice, she took in the brown hair of her husband. She ran her fingers into the little bit of salt and pepper that blended so nicely with his features.
Mark looked up, took Penny's hand and kissed her wrist, licking the pulse beneath it. "Well, since tomorrow night is your lingerie party, I made a few calls, and invited the husbands of those lovely ladies over here to watch the ball game."
"Wow!" Penny looked surprised, her eyes widened. "How did you manage that?"
"Well, I asked Carol to help me make a few calls. She gave me some numbers, and there you go! I'm having my own party."
Penny chuckled, "Yes, you are. But I bet you'd rather be at ours!"
"I'm sure I would!" Mark smiled, and pulled Penny into his arms. Kissing her quickly, he patted her ass.
"Mark, are you sure you're okay with everything? I mean, Carol and I? We've been together twice since last Wednesday." Penny tried not to worry, but she didn't want to do anything to jeopardize her marriage. She would give Carol up in a heartbeat, if he asked her to.
Mark lifted his wife's chin. "Penny, I love you. I know this is all new to you, and I support you. I am glad you share the experiences with me. It would be completely different if you were doing this behind my back. Then, honey, we'd have a problem. I want you to be completely satisfied, so if this is something you wish to continue, then do it. As long as I'm not in fear of getting replaced, then I want you to do this with Carol. Perhaps, someday, you'll allow me to watch you."
Penny smiled and kissed his lips softly. "I would like that Mark, very much. Thank you." Kissing him again, she allowed her love for him to shine, and as the day wore on, many times she showed him her desire to never have him replaced.
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Friday afternoon arrived, and Penny hurried through the preparations for Mark's get together with the guys. Mark came in from work, tossed his coat over the sofa, and wrapped his arms around his wife. As he nuzzled her neck, he once again told her she was going to too much trouble for a bunch of jocks. "It's still a party, Mark, even if it is a bunch of men."
He chuckled, "I'll take over making the avgolemono soup, and you go off and get all dolled up for your evening."
Penny pinched his butt as she passed him. As she tossed off her apron, she called from the hall, "Thanks hon. I put the melitzanosalata in the fridge. You can warm it later." She grinned as she heard the, "Let me cook!" come from the kitchen.
Penny slipped into the bedroom, shut the door, and started her shower. Soon, thoughts of the evening entered her head, and she felt herself nervous in anticipation. Carol was coming over to pick her up, and drop off Rob in the process. They had all had dinner together a couple of nights after Carol and Penny made love. Just thinking that, brought a shudder to Penny's body. She ran the water through her hair and began to wash and clean the day's dust away.
As Penny washed up, Mark finished preparing the snacks, still rolling his eyes over the lavish display of food. "She does like to throw a party," he chuckled.
"Party?" A voice called though the house. Mark turned, and saw Carol and Rob walking into the kitchen. "Well, look. Mark is making us something to eat!" Carol said, and laughed. She dipped her hand into a bowl of pretzels and munched away, as Mark shook Rob's hand.
"Making yourself at home, aren't you, Carol?" Mark kissed her cheek and winked at her. He had already told them both that they could let themselves in when they were visiting. One never knew if they'd hear a doorbell, or not. "Hey, Rob," Mark said, still shaking Rob's extended hand, and asked him how his day had been.
As the two men talked, Carol asked Mark the whereabouts of Penny. "I believe she has just finished showering, and is getting dressed."
"Think she'd mind if I said, 'Hi'?"
Mark looked at Carol. "She'd be offended if you didn't."
Carol kissed Rob, and headed off towards the master bedroom. Knocking on the door, she entered after she heard the quiet, "Come in."
Slipping in quietly, Carol leaned her back against the door. Her friend was standing with her back facing her, as she struggled with a zipper that ran up the side of her dress. "Babe, would you help me zip this? It seems stuck."
Carol smiled. She had known Penny hadn't realized it was she in the room, so she moved towards her. Her hands cupped her breasts, and rubbed the nipples through the loose material of the dress.
