Flirting and kissing Janice was quite a thrill for me. So far in my sexual adventure, I've mainly been the giver, not the receiver. It was a nice change to be the knowledgeable one.
I decided to stay married to Michael and do as I pleased sexually. If he found out, so be it. Financially, I'd be alright, I had money of my own, so I wasn't worried about that.
Now my main focus was getting Janice alone someplace so we could explore together. I didn't want to get Amalia involved with her. I knew if Amalia were there, she would take charge, and I wanted to take my time with Janice to help her explore her feelings and thoughts.
I wanted to talk with Janice to ensure she knew her attraction to girls was normal. I'm late to the ballgame, but I've discovered a new me, thanks to Cassidy. I've learned more about what I like and dislike through each liaison. It's empowering and eye-opening for me.
After our initial chat, Janice and I started texting. I'd meet her at the gym, where we'd get together in the sauna and talk. I wished we could meet someplace normal, but we both had our secrets to guard.
The sauna was safe and private, not that we engaged in lewd behavior while there. But we did do some kissing and touching, but other than that, we mainly talked. There was always the possibility we'd be caught, so we kept things platonic for the most part.
Amalia was a different story. She didn't care about getting caught and loved the thrill that some woman might walk in on us. I wasn't ready for that; I had my secret to keep.
I'd gotten to know some other ladies at the gym during my workouts. Having one walk in on us doing 'things' scared the daylights out of me. Besides, we'd get kicked out if we did something they thought was disgusting.
The last straw with Amalia was when she put a homemade 'out of order sign on the door. I'd ended my workout and waited for her after entering the sauna. She surprised me when she showed me her strapless strappy to use on me. We'd been making out for a few minutes when she revealed it rolled up in her towel. I was shocked and delighted at the same time.
My eyes widened when I saw it, "Amalia, here? Now?"
She grinned, "Yes, baby. I want to take you right now."
I was worried, "What if someone walks in on us?"
She cooed as she placed it inside her, "I put a sign on the door. Nobody will bother us, lover. Now get on all fours. We don't have much time."
I was hesitant but did as instructed. The benches were barely large enough, so I rested my head on my towel on the second level while my knees were on the first. It was slightly awkward, but Amalia had access to my pussy, which she wanted.
I recalled using it on Cas the weekend I spent with her and Jill. It was my first time, but I remember going slow and building up the intensity. Amalia was like a horse leaving the starting gate. She was pounding me with all she had, and it wasn't exactly a lot of fun.
I took it like a big girl, and although I reached my orgasm, as did Amalia, it wasn't what I expected. We'd barely finished when someone opened the door. We got a suspicious look from her, so I decided to try and avoid Amalia after that.
I'm not into risky behavior. I like having my little secret and will protect this new part of my life as much as possible. I felt that the public display with Amalia would only increase over time. I enjoyed her company when she was sweet and loving. I felt she wanted more control over me, and I'm not into that.
I decided to talk with Jillian and Cassidy about my situation with Amalia. I hadn't heard from them since they were vacationing. I enjoyed being around them, even if we weren't having sex. They were so happy together and so vibrant. I texted Cas to see what they were up to, not expecting a reply immediately due to her working.
I got a call from her that evening. We talked for over an hour, catching up on our lives. I finally got around to explaining my situation with Amalia. I didn't mention Janice, my little secret, because I didn't know Cassidy's thoughts regarding much younger girls. She suggested I come over and have dinner one night to brainstorm with Jill.
My situation with Amalia had been on my mind constantly. I didn't want to upset Amalia and deal with a jilted lover. However, I was afraid of the path she was leading me down and didn't want to continue. The thought of seeing my first two lovers again was the yin to Amalia's yang. The possibility of us playing after dinner gave me a lovely tingle.
When I got off the phone, I told Michael that Jill and Cas had invited me for dinner. He didn't have a problem or ask any questions. I wondered if Michael had figured things out, didn't care, was clueless, and didn't suspect. He's an intelligent man, so once more, my mind wandered down the path of guilty feelings. It was supposed to be an innocent dinner, just talking and enjoying their company.
Cas called me back a couple of days later. We set a date for Friday evening the following week, I asked if I could bring anything, and the answer was dessert. We both laughed when Cassidy suggested that, remembering our weekend together. I gave it some thought and took a Chocolate Cream pie, hoping they would like it. I'm not a big dessert person, so it was a gamble.
When I arrived at their house, I knocked, holding dessert in my hands, when Jillian opened the door. She ushered me in, noticing my gift. She took it from me and then hugged me with one arm. Then she looked into my eyes and kissed me full on the lips.
Smiling, she whispered, "We've missed you, Kath."
I smiled, "Thank you, Jill. I've missed you both also."
As I followed her, I heard faint voices in the kitchen. I wondered who Cassidy was talking with. She sounded much younger than any of us. When I entered, Cassidy was talking to a gorgeous young Asian woman who looked somewhat familiar.
Cassidy turned to introduce us, "Takeko, you remember Kath, don't you?"
My jaw dropped. Takeko? Butterfly? From the opera? I didn't recognize her without her make-up.
She smiled, "Yes, Miss Kath, how are you?"
I stammered, "Butterfly, I mean Takeko, so nice to see you again."
She smiled, walking over to hug me, followed by Cassidy.
I was shocked as Jillian set the dessert down and then waited to hand me a glass of wine.
All I could say was, "How?"
They all laughed, then Cassidy explained, "Remember when we met Takeko, I was taking selfies, and you went to get me a glass of water? Well, I showed Takeko a picture of Jill, and she sighed. So, I asked a couple of questions and sent a picture of Takeko to Jill, and viola! Here we all are."
I almost purred, thinking how yummy it would be to be in bed with all three beautiful women. We talked for a bit, then adjourned to the living room to sit and talk while sipping wine and waiting for our dinner, which was simmering on the stove. Cassidy had gone to Pike's place and purchased the ingredients for Cioppino. It smelled fantastic, simmering away as we sat, getting to know Takeko. It mainly became Takeko and I talking to each other while Jill and Cas watched.
I loved talking with Takeko. She'd led a fascinating life. Her beauty and grace enthralled me.
We'd gone through a bottle of wine when Cassidy got up to check on dinner leaving Jill and me alone with Takeko. I could see Takeko was enamored with Jillian despite the two of us monopolizing the conversation. Physically, they were complete opposites, making them both more attractive. When Cassidy returned, she announced that all we were waiting on was the Sourdough bread.
The aromas of the baking bread and the Cioppino were euphoric. Takeko, Jillian, and I set the table, placing silverware, bowls, a ladle, napkins, and another bottle of wine as we counted the last few minutes waiting for the bread.
When it was ready, we gathered around the table, taking turns dishing the Cioppino into our bowls and slicing bread. Then we sat down to eat, enjoying Cassidy's handiwork.
Our dinner was constantly interrupted by conversation on opera, divas, Pike's Place, and Seattle. We laughed, ate, and thoroughly enjoyed each other's company. When we finished, it was a group effort to wash dishes, put things away, and clean up. I felt very comfortable around Jill and Cas. I thought Takeko fit right in with the three of us. She was charming, slightly reserved, and altogether gorgeous. We also made a few jokes and comments, some a bit risque, which added to the room's ambiance. It was as if we'd all been friends for a long time. A feeling I'd come to know during my times with both Cas and Jill.
With the dinner things put away, we relaxed until Jill asked if we were ready for dessert. Luckily, everyone liked Chocolate cream pie, so back to the kitchen, we went to have a slice.
That's when the night got a bit erotic. We'd all been eating and talking when Takeko left some chocolate on her lips, so Jill walked up to her and kissed it off. I swear Takeko blushed redder than I ever did with Jill and Cas. Cas and I watched as Jill set her plate down and then swept Takeko into her arms, kissing her deeply. Cas then slipped in next to me. She turned me to mimic Jill. The four of us kissed, standing in the kitchen for a long time. Not something I had planned, but I enjoyed it regardless.
I heard Takeko moaning while Cas and I made out. Jill was almost a foot taller than the girl. As I mentioned, contrasts can be very sexy, and they were just that. After making out and whispering for a few moments, Jill led Takeko to her bedroom. Takeko looked a little embarrassed being led away. Cas and I nodded, smiling as she hurried by, holding Jill's hand.
Cassidy led me to the living room when they were out of sight. We sat on the sofa and made out again. Kissing and caressing each other, whispering how much we'd missed being together. We could hear Takeko moaning as Jill did her thing with the younger woman.
We could hear a 'yes, ma'am, or please' between moans from Takeko. We paused to smile, knowing Jill was enjoying her new lover. That's when Cas invited me to stay the night. She was letting Jill have Takeko to herself for the time being, but there was always room for one more. Maybe like me, they would share her with her permission over the remainder of the weekend.
