Jacqui knew Cynthia was having a hard time, after just breaking up with her live-in girlfriend of 3 years. Cynthia was a consummate bisexual, enjoying men and women both. Jacqui invited her to come over her house for a relaxing night of good food (take out of course) and lots of wine. David would not mind, as he was always supportive and would give them any space they needed to talk alone. Actually, he probably had some fantasies of involving the three of them, and wouldn't mind the chance to see the two of them together. She had no fears, though while David had many fantasies, she never had to worry about him acting on anything that would jeopardize her relationship.
Cynthia arrived about 7:00 with two bottles of nice wine, a merlot, and a chardonnay. After the opening the second bottle, David announced he was going out to pick up their dinner, also giving them time to talk alone. Cynthia seemed Ok with her breakup. She had seemed it coming for a while now. They were always arguing, about what seemed to be ... everything, said Cynthia. But, the sex was great. She had the sweetest pussy. I just loved licking her. And she loved how I have such long tongue. Cynthia then opened her mouth and stuck out the longest tongue Jacqui had ever seen.
Jacqui blushed, and said "Cynthia girl, you are so baaddd!"
"So, does David eat pussy?" she asked.
"Yes," Jacqui replied.
"Any good?"
"Yes, very," Jacqui blushed.
"As good as a girl?"
"I wouldn't know," admitted Jacqui.
"Oh, what a shame..."
"No, not really, David really is very good."
"Well, girl, I've had both, and let me tell you girls are much better at licking pussy. You know if you ever..." Cynthia began, just as David entered the house. Both girls suddenly got silent.
"OK, what were you two talking about?" questioned David.
Cynthia and Jacqui just looked at each other and Cynthia responded, "Oh, just Girly-girl stuff." And then both broke out into a fit of the giggles.
"Ok, my fault for asking," Replied David as he brought the packages into the kitchen.
"If the hot-tub invitation still on, I brought my bathing suit."
"Sure is," replied Jacqui. "Go and change and we'll do the same."
Passing David as he was opening the wine, Jacqui gave him a deep lingering kiss, and told him that they were going to change into suits, and that he should join them when done.
"Why do you guys need suits?" he teased her.
"Stop that right now, Mister," She playfully scolded him.
In the mirror, she examined her trim body. At 48, Jacqui looked much closer to 38. Her 34B breasts had virtually no sag, and looked larger than they actually were on her slim frame. David loved them, and always mockingly accused her of lying about her age. Crazy. What woman would say she was older than she actually was? But she knew David was all about sincerity and she reveled in the complement. Smooth skin and a nice little pubic patch barely letting what David called "her sweetness" show through. She had a nice buzz going and as her hand reached down, it sent a delicious shiver as she touched her clitoral hood. She slipped her finger between the pink folds of her neatly trimmed pussy. She couldn't believe how wet she was from that one conversation. Her eyes closed as she slowly starting to draw her finger in and out. She let out a slight moan as her thumb grazed her clit, and then heard a creak outside the room. Jacqui's opened her eyes just in time to see Cynthia disappearing down the stairs. "OMG," she thought, as she realized her door was wide open, perfectly give a great view of her masturbating in the mirror to anyone passing by. Did Cynthia see her? All Jacqui could do is hope for the best. "Calm down girl", she thought as she slipped into her one-piece bathing suit, and went out to the hot tub.
Jacqui was a bit embarrassed by what she was afraid Cynthia may have seen her doing, and hoped she would already be in the hot tub. No such luck. Cynthia was sitting in a chair.
"I was waiting for you. I didn't feel like going in alone," said Cynthia. "Come on... it's getting cold. Just look at my nipples shining though."
Jacqui looked and tried not to stare. Cynthia, had a great body at 41, and her suit was showing it all off. Unlike Jacqui, she wore a white bikini that defiantly showed off her 36C breasts. Her nipples were clearly showing through the tight fabric. The bottom cut across her hips, almost too low.
"I shouldn't be looking at her like this," thought Jacqui.. "I'm not interested in women." Yes, Jacqui enjoyed watching some lesbian porn with David, but never was she interested in girls.
Cynthia broke the spell by saying, "Girl, looks like something got you all perky as well," pointing at Jacqui's breasts.
Embarrassed, Jacqui stammered, "I err, well.. You know I get cold so easily," hoping Cynthia would buy into it.
They got in the tub just as David came out with the 3rd bottle of wine.
"Let me get changed and I'll bring out the food. You girls behave while I'm gone."
"Yes, please," Jacqui thought. She was defiantly feeling the effects of the wine on an empty stomach and her horniness level was just getting higher.
The wine flowed freely going to the 4th then 5th bottle. The food was great, and the conversation got as steamy as the hot-tub itself. Cynthia, sitting very close to Jacqui, told them how she liked men, but found women much more fun.
"I bet you feel the same way, don't you David? Asked Cynthia. "From What I gathered from Jacqui, you keep her pretty satisfied, huh? I bet you like men better than women, huh Jacqui?"
"Um, well... I... I've only been with men."
"Really? Never even experimented in college?"
"No," Jacqui lied, remembering the time she and a friend got very drunk, kissed, sucked each other's breasts, and played with each other's pussies. They weren't willing to go any further than that, and never tried again, but Jacqui remembered the erotic naughtiness of it.
"Never even thought of it?", prompted Cynthia.