Mae Me Understand

Make Me Understand - the Makeover Part 2

In the three or four weeks since my one and only experience with a woman, dozens of thoughts have come into my mind, most of them quite deliciously naughty. But two of them are niggling me: (1) has Rowan's girlfriend been okay about it? And (2) why didn't I get Rowan's mobile number so I could ask her (1)?!

I frequently wonder when I am going to see Rowan again, but it comes as a surprise when I see her at a distance, walking along the High Street. Unusually, she is in the company of both her parents. She has seen me and I can tell that she doesn't want to avoid me but she is kind of happy to bob along behind her folks, watching me as we approach.

Her mum is very friendly and does most of the talking. 'Rowan told us how generous you were with her when we were away. She thoroughly appreciated the clothes.'

Not as much as I appreciated her yummy body! I think to myself as I smile and say, 'Oh it was nothing. And Rowan was the nicest guest. She even broke her own rules for me.'

'Did she? What rules?'

'About caffeine. She had a strong coffee with her old neighbour.'

Rowan blushes shyly and comes in. 'I'm wearing the yellow vest. Look.' She tugs on the hem of it underneath a loose top. The motion pulls against her chest and for a moment I am aware of those lovely high, pointy tits that I so enjoyed.

'Glad it's got a second home,' I say. I want to ask for her mobile number, and there's no reason not to, but I am nervous of being suspiciously enthusiastic in front of family so I let the moment slip.

'Good to see you, Olivia,' says her mum after two minutes of chat, and we all move off, me in the opposite direction to them. I can't help having a look back as they go and, to my delight, Rowan is doing the same, properly checking me out. I know I look good in my denim miniskirt and trainers. And she gives me this stunning smile, totally unguarded, that makes my knickers wet in an instant. It's a smile that says 'We have had something really good and I want more!'

At least, that's how I interpret it. My main feeling - okay, my second feeling - is one of intense relief. It can't have gone very badly with Kavi for Rowan to give me a smile like that.

That thought keeps me warm all the way home. When I get there, I suddenly realise I am going to masturbate about Rowan. My favourite place to do it has always been the bathroom so I rush in, pull up my skirt, pull off my knickers and rub myself hard. Then I slow down and let my memory wander back over what we did, Rowan and I. I think about her kissing me and how that turned into a snog - and then I ease myself onto the cool edge of the bath. I have not done this for years but I feel I need something more than my fingers, and the cold enamel feels good, sort of soothing me even as it makes me hotter. I gently roll over the surface a few times, and then I hear my husband arrive back home.

'Darling! Are you up there?'

I have to decide straight away whether to keep this solo or get him involved. I get up and smooth my miniskirt back over my bottom. 'Yes. I'm in the bathroom. I could do with your help right now!'

'Sounds intriguing,' he says as he walks upstairs.

'Come in.'

'You okay? What's up?'

'Nothing.'

He looks at me and - straight away - sees I'm horny and we embrace and kiss.

'Nothing is up. But you need me in the bathroom?'

'It's Rowan.'

His eyes light up. 'What's happened? Has she been in contact?'

'Yes. Sort of. I saw her in the High Street. With her mum and dad.'

He laughs. 'That must have been awkward.'

'No. Not really. We just had a chat. But at the end, I looked back at her and she just gave me this gorgeous smile that said, "I want to do it again."'

'Wow! And you've been worrying about that, haven't you?'

'Yeah. It was a relief. And,' I add with a cheeky smile, 'you would like us to do it again, wouldn't you, Nick?' I caress his bulge.

'I think you know the answer to that, Livvy, you naughty creature.'

'And guess why I came into the bathroom when I got home just now?'

His eyes go wider. 'Did you need a pee?'

'If you get on your knees, I'll show you.'

He does, and I lift my skirt and lift a foot onto the edge of the bath, exposing my juicy sex to him. 'I just had to touch myself, thinking about Rowan's lovely smile.' He moans his lust for me and plunges in to kiss and lick me. I welcome him with a hand on the back of his head.

'That's good. It won't take me long to come. I was nearly there already, remembering how Rowan licked my pussy.'

His efforts become more urgent.

'Ooh!' I say. 'Hold back a bit, Darling. You haven't shaved and those bristles are sharp.'

'Do you want me to have a quick shave? I could use the electric?'

'No. I can't wait. Just be careful. Stick your lips and tongue out, but stop them being hard, if you can.'

He enjoys being instructed like this and he makes a very good job of pleasing my pussy.

'That's so good. Just what I need!'

He breaks off to say, 'Think about Rowan. How good it felt when she licked you.'

'Yes! I'm remembering it now. Her soft lips on me ...'

I stop talking and hold his face into my flesh. And then I come hard, squirting into his mouth. I teeter but he holds onto me and pulls back a little so that it splashes on his face. After a few moments of relishing our pleasure, he looks up at me, still on his knees. 'That was a big one,' he smiles. 'How many is that recently? Three? Four?'

'Three squirts in less than a fortnight,' I reply proudly. 'It must be a record!'

'I can't think why you keep getting so horny at the moment,' he jokes.

I kiss his wet face. 'You'd better rinse off.'

'I should. But I might just let it dry. You know I like leaving your scent on me.'

'I do,' I smile, reaching for his erection through his trousers as he stands. 'And you would probably like a little attention down here too?'

'You read my mind!'

'I am looking forward to that myself. But do you mind us putting it off till tomorrow morning, or maybe tonight? That orgasm was just what I needed, but your bristles left me a tiny bit sore and I don't want to push it.'

'I guess I can wait,' he replies, a hangdog expression on his face.

I chuckle. 'You know it will be worth waiting for.'

'Okay then. If you insist, Darling.'

My husband is invariably eager for me, but he is also patient. It's one of the reasons our sex life stays so hot after years together: we only have sex when I really want it.

When I get into bed a few hours later, Nick is reading, and I am wearing a small black wrap. It's the sort of thing I wear only for sex. He's trying not to make it obvious that he is very keen to get into me but he has no poker face even when he's concentrating on a book. I brush up against him, letting the wrap fall open, and say, 'You liked giving me that satisfaction this afternoon, didn't you?' I'm glad that I am no less sore now and that I am definitely horny again.

'I sure did,' he murmurs into my hair as he turns to me on his side. 'What are you wearing?'

'Oh, just that sweet little green thong you gave me. Do you want to take a closer look?'

He does, and gives me the lightest stroke through them. 'Looks beautiful on you.'

'And you liked me keeping you waiting, didn't you?' I ask.

'I didn't mind too much.'

'You loved it! Spending the evening with my scent on your face! That's why you are hard now.' At that moment, I reach back and - sure enough - his cock has immediately become erect. I run my hand over it and he moans in pleasure. 'But I don't know whether our marriage is completely fair. I mean, you have sworn never to touch another woman. You know that I would not tolerate that.'

'I do, Darling, of course. We both know that.'

'And yet ... I get into bed with a gorgeous girl and you say that's okay.' I am rhythmically stroking his rock-hard penis.

'Yes. More than okay.'

'More than? You mean ... if I get the chance to do it again with Rowan, you want me to? Have I understood that right?'

His cock twitches in my hand. 'Yes. Please do.'

'I see. And ... I just want to make sure that I understand ... now that I have so enjoyed the taste of a female, if the chance were to arise for me to get into the knickers of another lady, you would like me to make the most of that opportunity?'

'Yes! I'd love that!'

'Hmmmmmm,' I say. 'Well, all right. I'll see what I can do ... just to make you happy.' I release his cock with a last squeeze. 'But now that you have seen the thong on me, it doesn't have to stay on.'

He fairly growls his lust into my tummy as I lift my bum for him to remove it.

'I can't wait to get into you.'

'You don't have to wait, Darling. Just a quick lick, and then come into me. And then you will need to come in me pretty soon. Remember? I can't take much tonight.'

Nick gets down between my legs and licks me. 'You are so good at that, love, but it will have to be enough for now.'

'As good as Rowan?' he asks as he lines his cock up against my inviting slit.

'Hmmm. Maybe. I need to think about that. Actually, one last thing before you get into me. Bring your nipples up here.'

He moves up my body so his chest is over my face.

'I meant to say. When I saw Rowan today, she stretched her top down and it showed off her small breasts beautifully. It reminded me just how much I want to suck them again.' Then I draw him down and suck his nipple for a few seconds. I turn to the other and give it a quick little bite. He loves it but I add, 'It's time now,' and in a few seconds, he is sliding into me.

'Oh yes. There is nothing like the feeling of that cock of yours inside me.'

I enjoy his steady rhythm for just a couple of minutes, then say, 'It's time for you to come.'

'Yes. Tell me what you are thinking, Livvy.'

'What I'm thinking?' I pause as he thrusts into me. 'Well now... I'm really enjoying this,' and I lower my voice to a whisper and add, 'but right now I would much prefer to be ... being fucked by Rowan.'

It is as if I have flipped a switch. He groans his excitement into my neck and I feel him spurt into me twice, three, four times. It is over soon but very satisfying. Afterwards, we both fall back into the soft support of the bed.

'Do you think you will? Do it again?'

'Before today, I would have said No. But now, after seeing her, I'm not so sure. I have to find out how Kavi reacted. If she was okay about it ... well, there's a fair chance.'

'Fingers crossed,' smiles my husband. He kisses me, tells me he loves me, and we get ready for a contented sleep.

I don't have to wait so long for the next time I see Rowan and, when I do, my heart thumps with trepidation: she is with Kavi. The redhead blushes beautifully but her girlfriend looks unimpressed.

It's uncomfortable, frankly.

We chat small stuff for a minute before Rowan says, 'I ought to tell you, Olivia, I've told Kavi what happened between us.'

She is looking back and forth at both of us.

'I was sure you would have, Rowan. Kavi, I don't know what to say, but I hope you can forgive Rowan and me too. It wasn't planned. It just happened.'

She crosses her arms and sighs. 'This is no place for this conversation.'

Rowan suggests, 'Why don't we go for a coffee together and talk about it?'

Kavi says, 'I don't mind. But we've just come from town. We could go back to our place. It's clean and tidy, for once.'

'Oh look,' I say with genuine reluctance. 'I can't come right now. But let's make an arrangement very soon.'

Kavi does not look pleased. 'Sounds like a cop out. "Let's make an arrangement for sometime never." Anyway, it won't make any difference. You did what you did.' She starts to move off and I have to save the situation.

'Okay. Look. I'll text Nick and tell him I will see him later. And we can talk about it now. Better than putting it off, I agree, Kavi.'

As we walk to their house, Rowan flashes me a grateful, confidential smile which makes me feel a bit better. But it is not easy when we get there; I'm not offered a tea or coffee straight away as I expect, and Kavi's tone is sarcastic. 'Who started it?' she asks suddenly.

'Does it matter?' replies Rowan.

'If you want me to forgive and forget, then I need to know how and why it happened. Make me understand.'

'I totally get you,' I say, 'but it wasn't like that. Rowan didn't seduce me and I didn't seduce her! It just happened.'

'This is brilliant. Neither of you did anything wrong. You just couldn't help yourselves.'

'No one said that,' sighs Rowan.

'What did you tell your husband? The same thing?'

'It was not such an issue with Nick, to be honest. He's a typical man and he found it sexy.'

'So basically ... you had sex with my girlfriend to turn on your husband! And what does he do for you to get you going? Find a sweet boy to fuck?'

There is a silence and I decide now is the time to leave. 'I understand you're angry. There's not much more I can say so I am going now. And I truly hope this doesn't affect your relationship. I'm sure you love each other very much.'

I start for the door and Rowan says, 'Don't go like this, Olivia. Why don't you tell the truth, Kavi?'

I stop. She looks up. 'I wasn't aware I was lying.'

'Oh, come on! You are guilt-tripping Livvy like mad! It's not up to her to make sure we're faithful to each other. And anyway ... you weren't really that angry about it!'

'I was. And I was right to be.'

'You were a bit angry, annoyed with me, for a day. Less than a day.'

'It went on longer than that.'

'Why don't you tell Olivia your main feeling about it?'

'I don't know what you're getting at.'

Rowan smiles. 'Kavi. Your main feeling, as you know well, was not anger but curiosity. You wanted to know every detail.'

Beneath her dark skin, Kavi's face reddens. 'That is the sort of thing that couples keep to themselves.'

'I agree. But you're not being fair to our guest.'

'Our guest!' Kavi scoffs.

'Yes. She's come here, admitting what we did was wrong, when she didn't have to, and it's pretty embarrassing and cringey. Now it's time to stop having a go at her and make peace. And you can begin by admitting you were turned on by hearing what we did!'

'I cannot believe you are saying this!' Kavi replies. For two or three seconds, she glares at her partner. Then, suddenly, she puts her hands to her face and laughs.

Rowan looks at me and smirks.

From behind her hands, Kavi says, 'All right then. What Rowan tells you is not completely untrue. I did want to know precisely what you did together.' She moves towards her girlfriend and strokes her face. 'And, because Rowan has a way of describing things that is sort of innocent and hot at the same time, I did get a little bit aroused.'

'I love the way even now you are blaming me alone. Innocent and hot?' she giggles.

'Yes! Innocent and bloody hot. The way you described undressing Olivia and her undressing you. Like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth. "And then Olivia eased her bra strap off and her tits were just there, begging to be kissed."'

All three of us laugh now.

After a few moments, Rowan asks, 'Can you please give Livvy a hug now? You should forgive her and then let her get on with her day.'

Kavi looks at me and beckons me with both hands. I step forward into a hug. 'I honestly didn't mean any trouble to you two,' I say softly into her ear.

'Olivia, I don't really blame you. I can't keep my hands out of that girl's glorious hair. Or off that scrummy body.'

And Kavi, leaving our nice little hug, suddenly tickles her girlfriend who dances around, trying to avoid her hands, and giggling girlishly.

'Do you want a drink?' Kavi asks, visibly satisfied that Rowan is frightened of her tickles. 'I could sure do with one.'

'I should really be going but ...'

'Ooh, she's tempted!' adds Rowan. 'White wine?'

'Go on then. If you both are?'

'I don't often drink but this occasion deserves one.'

'Go on then, Darling,' says Kavi, a clear sense of command in her voice. 'Get three glasses.'

'Okay,' replies her lover, who is now all smiles. 'I need the loo anyway.'

The moment she is gone, Kavi changes completely. She stares at me and comes up close to me on the sofa - really close. She kneels on her haunches, inches from me so that I feel self-conscious just turning to look at her beautiful face. My own face feels hot as I look quickly into her deep brown eyes and away again.

'Do you know what would be fun?' she asks in a different voice, a soft one, quiet, almost like you get in ASMR.

'No. What would be fun?'

She doesn't answer but asks another. 'Do you know what I thought when Ro told me about you two?'

I am hoping this is going to be something hot, not threatening. She was apparently angry just a minute ago. 'No. What did you think?'

'Well, I knew that she fancied the pants off you. But I never thought she would actually get those panties off your rather sweet little married lady's bottom.' She strokes my waist and I sit stock still. It's hard to describe the sensation, but at this moment all my senses are raised, intensified, so that my whole body tingles everywhere, but particularly where she is gently stroking my side. I try to compose myself and not to breathe too loud. 'It's not that she got my panties off. It was just as much me as her.'

'So I keep hearing,' she breathes and I can smell her scent, warm, with a musky hint. 'So how did you kiss her first?'

'Rowan kissed me first.'

'Oh,' she continues hypnotically, 'it was sweet, innocent Rowan that kissed you. Was it like this?' she whispers.

Her lips press ever so softly against my cheek.

Now I'm trying not to tremble but I've never been more excited. 'Well ... I could see she meant to do that. But she didn't.'

'No?'

'When it came to it, she kissed me on the lips, impulsively.'

'On the lips, was it? Fully on the lips?'

'Yes,' I whisper in return.

Kavi puts a hand on the side of my face and turns it towards her. 'Was it like this?' She presses her lips against mine and leaves them for some seconds of sensuous, tingly contact.

'Yes,' is all I can say, even though it is nothing like the sudden, quick kiss that Rowan landed on my mouth weeks ago and which led directly to our amazing lovemaking.

'Do you know what would be fun?' she asks for the second time. Whatever the answer is, I know I'm going to do it. With my husband, I am usually in charge and with Rowan, I felt that I was more the leader, even though it was my first time. Whereas, faced by Kavi right now, I feel as though I only have enough will left to agree to anything she wants.

'What? What would be fun?'

'If Rowan were to come back and find us kissing. Wouldn't that be nice?'

'Shouldn't we ... don't you think ...'

Kavi smiles and holds me with a single finger under my chin as she kisses me. My mouth opens wide to let her tongue find its slippery way in. I am almost completely passive, just flicking her tongue occasionally with my own to tell her how welcome she is to enjoy me. And enjoy me, she does. Her snogging is passionate and muscular, stopping only when we hear 'Kavi! What are you doing? I cannot believe you!'

We turn to look at Rowan, standing over us, her face flushed. She looks lovelier than ever, her expression full of surprise, envy and - yes - excitement.

'What?' says Kavi mischievously. 'It just happened so naturally. There was nothing we could do about it.'

Rowan folds her arms. 'So it's like that, is it? Revenge kissing?'

I get straight up off the couch, eager to keep the peace, I think, though I'm not sure what to think. I throw my arms around her waist and hug her.

'What's with you, Olivia? You told me you had never kissed a girl before me. And now this. Were you lying?'

'No! You are the first woman I have ever kissed.'