Chapter VI -- Let's Dance
Jill slept to almost 10 AM the morning after the poker gang-bang. As the morning fog cleared her head, she recalled the events of the night before. Amazingly, she felt quite good, more alive than she'd felt in years. It had been an evening filled with pure animal lust; not an experience she wanted to repeat often, but she was glad it had happened.
She rolled out of bed and threw on her robe. First stop was the bathroom, where she started running a hot bath. Next stop was the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. She let the coffee brew as she headed back to the bathroom and eased into the bathtub. She lay there for a while, adding more hot water as the bath started to cool, relaxing as the heat penetrated her tired muscles.
She heard the kitchen door open, followed by Tommy's voice. "Hello. Are you in here, Jill?"
"I'm in the bathtub," she shouted back. "Grab me a cup of coffee and come on back. Black, no sugar, please."
A couple of minutes later Tommy emerged through the door with a cup of coffee in hand. "Sorry for barging in without knocking, but with mom home, I thought it was better then waiting at the front door for you to let me in."
"You don't need to knock, Tommy. My door is always open to you."
He looked at her as she lay soaking in the tub. "You were really something last night. I was kind of hoping you'd like my friends," he smirked as she splashed him playfully. "Are you doing okay?" he asked.
"Never better," she smiled. "Say, I'm meeting your mom at 1 o'clock to go shopping. Anything you want me to get?"
"Get something sexy," he answered, leaning forward and tweaking her nipple. "And while you're at it," he said as an afterthought, "have mom get something sexy too. She deserves it." He stood up. "I'd better get home before I'm missed. Will I see you tonight?" he asked.
"I'm counting on it," she replied.
After Tommy left, Jill got out of the bath, toweled off, and went about getting ready. Connie arrived at 1 o'clock sharp. "Are you ready?" she beamed.
At 5'7", Connie Evans was a couple of inches shorter than Jill. She was in good shape, with a nice tight ass and a bosom to rival Jill's. She kept her dark brown hair cut short, just off the shoulders. All in all, she was a good-looking lady in an attractive package.
Tommy was born after her senior year in high school. She'd married his father, but that only lasted a couple of years. Afterwards, she took her maiden name back, while she kept the father's last name for Tommy.
"All set," Jill answered. "We'll take my car."
* * *
They got to the mall in 30 minutes, and shopped until 4:30. They hit all the normal clothing stores, buying several outfits each. Jill, feeling a little sluttier than then she had before the week began, picked out items that were a little riskier than she normally wore. Connie, getting caught up in Jill's enthusiasm, followed suit. When they were nearing the end of their spree, they passed a little boutique specializing in attire for lovers.
"Let's go in here," Jill giggled.
"No way," Connie replied. "I can't go in there."
"Sure you can," Jill urged. "It'll be fun. Come on."
Reluctantly, Connie went along. After looking through the usual assortment of adult paraphernalia, Jill spotted some sexy -- and revealing -- negligees with matching panties. "What do I need these for?" Connie asked after Jill suggested they buy them.
"You never know," Jill smiled in response. On the way to check out, Jill spotted a men's bathrobe she thought would look good on Tommy. Right next to it lay a pair of thongs. "Let's get these two for Tommy," she said excitedly. "It will be so funny. He'll die of embarrassment."
At first, Connie didn't go along with the idea, but when Jill argued that, after all, he was a high school graduate and well on his way to manhood, she relented. "It would be funny, wouldn't it?" she giggled. So, merchandise in hand, they headed for the register to check out.
As she was ringing up their purchase, the clerk, a twenty-something blonde, smiled at them. "It looks like somebody's expecting a little party this evening." Connie turned beet red, but said nothing. Jill smiled, giving the young woman a sly wink.
To celebrate the successful conclusion of another shopping trip, they stopped in at the bar & grille and ordered a couple of glasses of wine. By the time they left, they'd each had two more glasses and were giggling like a couple of schoolgirls.
On the way home, Connie called Tommy on her cell phone. "We'll be home around 6:30, honey. Would you mind going out and picking up some pizza for everyone?"
"Sure mom, no problem. I'll bring it by Miss Jensen's around 6:45."
* * *
When the women got home, Tommy's car was gone. Jill pulled into her garage. "Just bring everything into the house for now," she said. "We'll take it to your place later." They filed into the house, arms full of bags and boxes, still a little tipsy from the wine. "I need some more wine," Jill announced after they set everything down.
Tommy arrived shortly thereafter with the pizza. He entered the house to find two women, giggling hysterically, sitting at the kitchen table. Tommy looked at the two uneasily. "What's so funny?" he asked only to be answered with more giggles.
"Nothing, honey," his mom finally managed to answer. After they finally calmed down, he joined them at the table with the pizza, and they all dug in.
"So, how was shopping?" Tommy asked.
"It was great. We got some nice outfits. And almost everything was on sale," his mom answered.
"Not to mention, we each got some really sexy lingerie," Jill grinned.
"Miss Jensen," Tommy gasped in mock horror. "You shouldn't be telling me that."
"First of all, call me Jill. I'm not that damn old, yet," she declared. "And second of all, why shouldn't I tell you that. After all, you're a grown man now, aren't you?"
"Well, I suppose," Tommy said, trying to figure out what she was up to. "Do I get a fashion show or something?" he asked with a grin.
