So, (I think I start all my stories with that word) I woke up the next morning, Friday, and trying to rationalize the events of the previous evening. The girls were amazing, and I couldn't believe how free and comfortable they were with each other, and their sexuality. I loved pleasuring Lane, she was hungry and quirky, and I hoped I filled her needs enough. Steph, though was something else. She was just coming out, learning about sex and how she dealt with all of the emotions and temptations. She seemed to be a bit vulnerable, and I didn't want to do anything to screw up her mental state. She's young, just learning and trying to figure out how her body and emotions worked. There was no way that I could betray her. It's a little scary, as now I was starting to get an emotional attachment to her. Hard to describe, it certainly wasn't love or anything like that, but I was feeling protective of her, at the same time wanting to be sure that she could experience the exhilaration of the various means of sexual expression.
I had to wait to have her contact me. I had her e-mail, and I had the phone number that Kelly called me from the previous day, so I could have contacted her, but I thought it best to just wait it out.
I went to work, as usual, and had no idea if any of them would contact me. Now that they all knew my cell number, where I worked, and where I lived, I was expecting to get ambushed somewhere, somehow.
Strangely, nothing happened that day at all. No Kelly, no Lane, no Steph.
Got home, opened some NZ Sauvignon Blanc, prepped some salmon for the grill and tried to make some sense of what has happened in the last couple of days.
Just finished up the salmon and rice, and my phone pinged me.
E-mail says: "Hey. Are you smiley tonight? Can you talk?"
On my phone I replied, "Smiley. Give me a moment to get to my laptop."
I take the wine glass with me, and sit down at the keyboard of the laptop.
"OK -- I'm here"
"Can I call you on your cell? Typing is OK, but it's just too slow, and I need to talk to you."
"Sure, give me a call"
About 30 seconds went by, and my cell rang.
"Hi, Steph?"
"Yeah. Need to talk."
"What about?"
"Last night, it's got me really troubled"
"How so?"
"Well the whole sex thing is really exciting to me, and it was so exciting watching you and Lane going at it. But I was really feeling jealous things watching you two. I kind of want you for myself, but us girls have always shared everything, well not everything, none of the girls have touched the boyfriends, god, I'm just rambling here, I wish I could tell you how I feel. Oh, crap, I'm such a mess."
"OK, just slow down. I can tell you that last night was absolutely the most incredible time I've ever spent with any woman or women, I've never had two women in the same room at the same time like that.
"It was really fun for me too. I got really excited, and tasting your, what to do you call it, sperm, semen, cum??? I pulled it out of Lane's pussy and tasted it. I was a little frustrated though, because I never got to have my "O". Had to finger myself when I got home."
"I'm so sorry, Steph, we should have taken care of you. We both could have helped you out. I honestly never realized that we left you out. I'll never let that happen again, OK?"
"Its OK, I just felt kind of left out. Hey, I'd really like to talk to you. Do you think we could go out somewhere. Like a date kind of thing that Kelly did with you?"
"Sure, Steph. You figure it out with your work and school schedule and home life, and let me know. I can be there any time you want me."
"I've got another problem."
"What's that?"
"Tammy wants you to fuck her too"
"And that's a problem how exactly?"
"I'm not sure how to handle it. Like I said I'm getting a little possessive of you, and we all share a lot of things, but this is troubling me a bit."
"Look, there is no way I want to get in the middle of your friendship with the girls. If it bothers you too much, we can just chat, talk, and visit."
"No, no. I'm OK with the others, that you would play with them, it's just that I have to be sure to know how to share, that's all"
"Just be sure to let me know when you aren't comfortable, and we'll change what we do, OK?"
"Sure, OK. So, back to my other problem."
"Which one is that?"
"Tammy. She wants to fuck."
"How do you feel about that?"
"It's OK, I guess. I mean, we do share a lot, so I shouldn't worry. I don't think I need to be there anymore. I think I can trust you, and I do trust her. I was worried that you'd fall in love with her or Lane or something stupid like that and I'd not be able to talk to you anymore. I know that's silly, but that is what was going through my mind."
"Look Steph, I do care for you, and like I said way back at the beginning, I would never do anything to hurt you, and I think I came close last night by not paying attention to you enough. Won't happen again, promise."
"Shit, Gene, this is bad."
"What Steph?"
"I think I'm starting to like you, a lot, sorry"
"Don't be"
"Now, back to Tammy. We're having a sleepover tomorrow night. Brooke's parents are gone for the weekend, and we're going to all crash over there. That way, Tammy can go over to your place and you guys can fuck away all you want, and nobody will know she's there, well except us of course. I'm OK with it, but you're going to have to tell me all about it afterwards, like on our date, OK?
"I don't have any plans, so I guess that could work. When do you think she'll be over?"
"About 8 or so, is that good?"
"Sure. Steph, do you think you can drop her off, and come in for a couple of minutes? I'd like to talk to you."
"Yeah, I can do that. So we're good on this?"
"I am if you are"
"OK - see you tomorrow. Good night, you're really sweet"
"Take care, baby"
She hung up and that was the end.
Now, this was getting complicated. Emotions were getting into play. It's just not games anymore. I've got an attachment to her, and she seems to have one to me as well. This could be good, or could be really dangerous.
So, my Saturday went by with some chores, cleaning garage, oil change on the Camaro (sorry SS06, love my Z/28 convertible). But in reality I was just about jumping out of my skin in anticipation of what would be happening in the evening. Tammy was no virgin, at least based on what Steph had told me. I had no idea whether there was just one boyfriend, or several. Lane seems to have been through a few, but I had no way of knowing about the others, well, Kelly admitted to three. This was quite the group.