Chapter Two - Back Home
We were home a week before either of us dared to mention our evening with Leon and Chilly. We had been out to dinner and dancing and had just started a long slow love making session when Marsha said, "Shouldn't we talk about what happened in Las Vegas?"
I lied and said, "I don't mind talking about it." Actually I was terrified of the subject. I still didn't understand my feelings about what we had done and I was afraid that Marsha might be upset about it and would blame me.
Marsha said, "I never would have believed that we would do something like that. Ever since we got home I have been thinking about it and trying to decide how I feel about it."
I said, "Have you decided?"
"I feel guilty about it, but I also enjoyed it and that is what made it so difficult for me to know what to think. In the end I decided that it was okay. We were on vacation, Leon and Chilly we very nice and we all enjoyed ourselves so why worry about it."
I was so relieved by Marsha's statement that when she asked me how I felt I said, "I feel exactly the same way you do."
Then Marsha said, "Well, then what do we do when Leon calls and asks us if we want to get together again?"
"What makes you think they would ask us to get together again? They certainly don't need us for sex partners when they have the other members of their club."
"I think he'll call because he said he would."
I said, "Leon said he would call us? When did he say that?"
"Oh, I guess you were out of the room at the time. It was just after he and I made it and I think you and Chilly had gone off to the bathroom or something."
"So he said he would call us?"
'Yes, he said he would call us, so what do we tell him?"
"I don't know. What do you think?"
Marsha said, "I don't care, whatever you want to do is okay with me. I just figured that if you wanted to make it with Chilly we could do it again."
I said, "You just want his big black cock again. Come on, admit it."
"I won't lie and say I didn't enjoy him, but I wouldn't care if I never had sex with him again. It's just that if you wanted Chilly again I wouldn't mind giving him another tumble." Marsha said as she began to laugh. This had a particularly arousing impact on me, because at the time she said it my cock was in her hand and she was slowly stroking it.
Marsha slid down my body and took my erect cock into her mouth and began teasing the head with her tongue. As she did this I thought about the possibility of getting inside Chilly's chocolate covered cherry. I don't know if it was just Marsha's wonderful mouth on my cock or the vision in my mind of Chilly's pussy that was floating around in my head, but I was suddenly having trouble holding off my climax.
I think that Marsha guessed my condition and she quickly turned around and straddled my hips and took my cock all the way inside her well-lubricated pussy in one quick motion. As Marsha slid up and down on my shaft I said, "Are you fucking me now, or Leon?"
Marsha didn't say anything, she just increased her paced and soon had us both climaxing. Afterward we cuddled for a while until Marsha fell asleep. Then I spent the next half hour thinking about whether or not we should get together with Leon and Chilly again.
When I finally fell asleep I had strange dreams about Marsha having sex with lots of different men. In the dream I wasn't angry, just annoyed that I had to keep looking for her. Every time I found her she was with a different guy. My sleep was restless and fitful and when I woke up in the morning I was still very tired.
In the morning I still wasn't sure what I would say if and when Leon called. He didn't call that week and I began to think that he never would. The odd thing was that thinking that he wasn't going to call both disappointed me and at the same time gave me a feeling of relief.
Two weeks later Leon called. He said that he would have called sooner only he had been very busy. He said that Chilly had been after him to call ever since they got home from Vegas. I wondered if that was true. Leon then invited us over to their house that evening for drinks and "whatever" as he put it.
I found that when it came down to making the decision it was not difficult at all. I asked, "What time would you like us to come over?"
Leon told me that nine o'clock would be good and then he gave me directions to their apartment.
Marsha and I arrived at Leon and Chilly's modest two story home in Somerville shortly after nine o'clock. As I pulled up in front of the house I noticed a black BMW 528i in the driveway. The vanity license plate on the car read 'L and C'. I remember thinking to myself, 'Leon has good taste in cars too.'
Leon greeted us at the door with a handshake for me, and then a very passionate kiss for Marsha. I felt a little awkward watching them, I didn't feel that it was appropriate for him to kiss Marsha that way, but then Marsha was probably going to end up in bed with Leon anyway so what was the big deal.
When Chilly came into the room I tried to return the favor by giving her as passionate a kiss as Leon had given Marsha, but Chilly was not as receptive as Marsha had been. It wasn't a rejection, just less enthusiasm.