Renne had almost cum herself. She had snuck into the room, after Garry had blindfolded Deana. Walking in, she saw Garry enjoying Deana's body, and it excited her. When Renne began to undress, silently, Garry's eyes did not leave her.
Their plan was falling into place with delightful precision. Renne had replaced Garry on the bed, and for the first time inhaled the scent of another woman. She was careful not to touch Deana with her hands, for fear that her soft skin would give her away. Her mouth touched Deana's cunt, and it was as if instinct took over. Her tongue played and moved. Renne had looked over at Garry, seeing his obvious excitement in what he was viewing. At one point, Garry had moved behind Renne, and began fingering her cunt. Renne took delight in knowing she was causing Deana such pleasure. As Renne felt Deana's orgasm approach, she signaled for Garry to remove her blindfold. Seeing Deana's reaction was the first sweet taste of victory for Renne, and she sought more.
Renne's eyes gleamed as they met Deana's shock, and ecstasy. This was the turning point, and Renne knew she had to act quickly to enable her complete revenge. As Deana tried to rationalize what was happening, Renne moved beside her and Garry joined them. Renne brought her mouth down on Deana's and kissed her deeply. Much to Renne's delight, the kiss was returned, hesitantly, but yieldingly. As Renne moved her mouth from Deana's face, Garry brought his mouth down to kiss Deana.
Renne knew she had to act with balance. Attaining her revenge, keeping Deana in step, and also to enjoy her own excitement were the goals. She knew Garry well enough, and could see by his excitement, that he had no hesitations in whatever Renne was doing.
Renne reached down and began to lightly rub Deana's post orgasm sensitive clit. Deana moaned, as Garry leaned in and kissed Renne, just above Deana's face. Renne shared Deana's taste with him, letting his tongue run over her mouth, her teeth. As they kissed, Garry caressed Renne's breast. Renne took Deana's hand, and guided it to Garry's cock. Renne was ready to initiate stage two of her plan.
Renne leaned in to Deana and put her hand beside her head, turning it toward Garry.
"You want that cock, don't you?"
Deana hesitated, but passion dictated an answer. "Yes," she whispered, barely audibly.
Renne leaned in closer, and loudly asked, "WHAT?"
Deana closed her eyes and spoke up. "Yes," she said, "Yes, I want that cock."
Renne smiled, and her eyes met Garry's. She knew he needed release, and he was about to get it. Renne reached up and untied the right restraint from the bed post, and nodded to Garry to untie the right. She then put her hand behind Deana's head, and raised her up to a sitting position. Deana offered no resistance, but was obviously a bit unsure.
"Kneel." Renne spoke with authority. When Deana paused, Renne grabbed her hair and guided her. When Deana was on her knees, Renne kissed her. Garry proceeded to tie Deana's hands behind her back. When Renne saw Deana lower her head, she tried to imagine what was going through her mind. Passion, obviously, but also some guilt, shame and uncertainty were good bets. Renne knew she had won, and now she was going to claim her prize, and be proclaimed the victor.
Renne positioned herself at the head of the bed, half sitting, and opened her legs wide. Garry moved behind Deana, and he rubbed his cock against her firm ass. Deana closed her eyes for a moment, as if to clear her head. Still smiling, Renne reached up and grabbed the hair on either side of Deana's face, and pulled her face close, holding Deana's hair to steady her as she bent. Looking directly into Deana's eyes, Renne began to speak.