We decide to not to try and seduce Zach again for a while, fearing that we may have scared him off. Meanwhile, Jenna and I role play and scheme ways to approach Zach again, this time without failure. Weeks go by with some amazing sex, but no Zach. Then just after Christmas, opportunity knocks.
Zach called, needing a ride home from the airport. I suggested that since his flight will get in so late that he spend the night. He agrees. A day later, I meet him at baggage claim. He looks great. Tanned from his trip.
"I was surprised that Jenna agreed to let me to stay the night, " he remarks. "I thought she might still be mad that I turned her down."
"Are you kidding? This was her idea. Now you're trapped in our house for the night," I half-joke. "But don't worry. Jenna promises to be on her very best behavior." That statement loses all its weight when Jenna meets us at the door.
Jenna's wearing a sheer white shirt over a black bra; an outfit that just begs you to look at her breasts. She gives Zach a hug and turns to walk into the kitchen. Her jeans are so tight that Zach and I are both speechless as we watch her walk away. She turns and smiles. "Something wrong boys?"
Jenna makes dinner for the three of us. I had rented a couple movies, so we decide to get stoned and relax. A few hours later Zach and I are sitting comfortably on the couch between Jenna. We are all attempting to watch a movie, but one by one we begin to pass out. Jenna is the first one to fade, followed by Zach. It seems to me that a great opportunity has been missed. Sadly, I turn off the television and decide to try and drift off to dream land.
About fifteen minutes later I realize that Jenna is awake. I don't say anything. I just watch.
Jenna gently touches Zach's hand. He moves it away. She follows it, not giving up. He finally relents. With his hand resting on his chest, Jenna strokes it gently. She moves up his arm to his neck and then to his face. She brushes back his hair. He doesn't move. Slowly, she learns over and kisses him on the cheek. He doesn't move. Her lips move to his forehead, his eyes, his nose, his lips. He kisses back. I can see their tongues weaving together just a few feet away from me. I don't move.
Jenna climbs on top of him as they continue to press their mouths to one another. She eases her hips down on top of him and presses her crotch against his. He stops.
"I can't do this to Mark." He stammers.
"There's nothing wrong," Jenna replies. He wants her badly but he's a good friend. I decide that it's time for me to wake up. I lean over and concur with Jenna and tell him not to worry about it. He laughs.
"I knew that you wouldn't sleep through this."
"Just shut up and kiss her." I reply and I push his face back into hers.
Their tongues meet and resume their passion. Zach's hands slowly ease up her ribs. He glides them over to her breasts and presses them together. Jenna sits up and slides her shirt off her shoulders, exposing her two beautiful tits being restrained by her sheer bra. Zach reaches behind her and deftly unsnaps the hooks. The fabric falls away exposing her amazing breasts. They fit perfectly inside Zach's hands, just like they do in mine. He takes her nipple between his finger and thumb and squeezes. Her hips respond by again pressing against his cock, pleased with its hardness Jenna leans forward and moves her breast to his mouth. He willingly accepts it, sucking her nipple into his eager mouth. She moans with pleasure as he moves to her other breast. Jenna unbuttons his shirt and pushes it over his shoulders. The two of them sit there feeling each others flesh as their tongues re-explore their mouths.
