Nancy stopped her retreat. Looking into Bill's eyes she accepted the truth, compassion and understanding of his words. Laying her head on his shoulder Nancy embraced Bill lightly but firmly. Nancy's mind was strangely quiet while her body experienced sensations never felt with her female lovers. Her breasts felt incredibly swollen and hot. The nipples atop those breasts were pebble hard as they scraped across the terry cloth beneath them. A groan escaped her lips as Nancy felt each band of muscle in her abdomen contract. The amount of lubricant flowing down her inner thighs astonished Nancy. Just then a clear mental image of Bill's manhood popped into her head. She realized that her body was producing the juices in order to allow safe entry of an organ that large. Nancy's orgasm crested at that point. With rapid contractions her pussy milked the phantom cock. "AAIIYYEE!" soared out of Nancy's throat as she hung on to Bill.
Bill, acting like a pillar of stone, stood firm and placed his arms around Nancy in a supportive role. Concrete would be harder than water. When he looked up Bill saw Teri standing in the doorway. Acknowledging her presence with a small nod Bill saw Teri's odd smile. When Teri's hand stroked her pussy Bill know that she was playing the imp. Bill blinked his eyes once for a negative. He then glanced down at Nancy and back at Teri. Blinking twice Bill saw a Cheshire cat grin appear on her face. Abruptly Teri was gone from view.
With a soft groan and a final shiver Nancy straightened up, lowered her arms, and stepped away from Bill. "WOW!" was the only word she said. Stepping to Bill's side Nancy dropped an arm across her shoulders. In silence Bill and Nancy walked slowly across the concrete and into the house.
Teri came out of the bedroom carrying two fluffy towels as Nancy and Bill approached the dining table. "I don't see any knives protruding from your backs," she said, "so I take it that you are both willing to test the waters of friendship?" Handing a towel to Nancy Teri said, "These vinyl seats are cold. You can sit with your back to the window. Bill, please sit here." and indicated the chair at the foot of the table.
"Am I being put in the proper place?" Bill said showing a Cheshire cat grin.
Smiling at Nancy Teri replied, "Absolutely not. Two beautiful roses are allowing a thorn to sit between them."
"Thank you for the clarification." Bill said, "But, remember that a blunt thorn can often achieve better and unexpected results than a sharp thorn which can only prick the surface."
Nancy couldn't prevent the groan that escaped her lips while her pussy unleashed a flood of juices. Her body had reacted to the word play between Bill and Teri as well as the sight of Teri's nipples hardening atop her swollen breasts. It was the sight of Teri's juices flowing down her inner thighs that pushed Nancy over the edge.
Bill, now seated, said, "When the two most beautiful women in my life are sufficiently recovered from their sexy and erotic display I would like to eat... dinner."
Teri and Nancy burst into laughter. Nancy blushed while Teri went into the kitchen and returned with three dinner plates still warm from their stay in the oven. When Teri set the last plate down Bill offered her the forgotten towel. "These vinyl seats are cold." he said with a straight face.
"Nancy before you think of me as a gourmet cook," Teri said, "what you are about to eat is the product of Harry and Andy."
"Whoever cooked it," Nancy said in response, "it looks and smells delicious." Picking up her fork she started to eat with gusto.
Bill had paused not knowing whether Nancy still said grace before meals. He now picked up his own fork to begin eating his own dinner.
Teri, letting her concern show through her voice said, "Bill, are you doing okay? Do you want me to get your pain medication?"
"Teri," Bill answered, "I won't lie to you. I am tolerating the pain but don't want to take too much medication. After dinner and some quiet conversation I will take another pill. You can see me safely in bed then have a good chat with Nancy."
Pausing her eating Nancy said, "Bill, why don't you let Teri use her therapeutic skills on your back?"
Teri spoke up before Bill could reply, "He won't let me touch him."
"Tell Nancy why you aren't allowed to lay your healing hands on my person," Bill replied tartly.
"Bill feels that the use of my therapeutic touch would dampen my empathy for other patients. It might also have an effect on our bond for each other." Teri said while looking at Nancy. "I must reluctantly agree with the first half of the statement. I heartily disagree with the second half. Bill can tell the difference in my touch and stops me when I try."
Nancy looked at Bill then said, "How is it that you know about healing hands?"
Bill put his fork down and captured Teri's hand in his. "Nancy," he said, "for several years I had a friend with the gift. She would regularly use apply her gift on my back. The relationship wasn't a close, intimate relationship but one of those brought about through my recovery. Caroline had to stop when a personal crisis diluted the benefit of her gift. I refuse to dilute Teri's gift because our bonding is so deep."
Nancy smiled as she looked at Teri. "Teri, I have no desire to take sides," she said, "but the logic Bill presents is compelling."
Bill squeezed Teri's hand and released it. Picking up his fork he resumed eating his dinner. Nancy and Teri also began to eat the remainder of their dinners. Shortly dinner was over with and at the suggestion of dessert Teri said, "Bill, take yourself out to the pool area. With Nancy's help this mess can be taken care of in a few minutes. We'll bring out dessert and fresh coffee."
Slowly rising Bill said, "Okay, I won't argue." Walking with a pronounced limp Bill made his way back to the chaise lounge.
When Teri turned back to the table to start the clean up she noted the tears rimming Nancy's eyes. "Don't even think about apologizing, Nancy. We have a kitchen to tidy up and coffee to prepare. Bill is shielding a lot of his pain but I have seen him go through much worse."
Nancy wiped her eyes and began picking up dirty dishes. "Where is the dish soap? She said approaching the sink.
Teri chuckled as she placed her own dishes on the counter. "We may be out in the sticks," she said, "but this house has a dish washer and many other amenities. Open the freezer and grab the coffee beans. I'll instruct you on the coffee making as this is your first time here."
