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myself for feeling embarrassed, but I tried to keep a poker face and answered, "No, why do you ask?" I tried to sound cool and casual like she seemed to me, but I suspect that I blushed.
"Well, I have a sort of sex-problem that Id like to discuss with you, and I just wanted to know where you stood on the subject." Her thighs shifted restlessly and I thought the silky sound of her hose was sexy. A thrill shot through me - was she trying to seduce me? But no, that would be too good to be true, so I realized that I should be careful here, but at the same time, I needed to let her know how uninhibited I was, so that shed feel more relaxed.
I sipped my drink before I decided to step into the suddenly awkward silence, "Please dont say anything to mom, but Ive pretty much been around. I even have a sailor who gives me such a good time when hes on shore leave that I walk bow-legged for days after every visit!"
My exaggeration had the desired response. She laughed and uncrossed her legs. She was wearing a simple white gown and obviously no bra. She made me feel grungy in my tee-shirt and cut-offs - my tennis costume was now residing in my gym bag. Worse, I was wearing a bra - it made me feel like a teenager - of course, I was eighteen, but no girl of eighteen likes to feel like a teenager! "So whats this sex problem?" I asked, trying to sound the bored, woman of the world.
"Well, Im sure its all right to tell you this, but I have to trust you to keep it confidential, okay?" She was actually wringing her hands and looking worried.
I smiled at her worry and reassured her, "Hey, you keep my sailor a secret, and your secret is safe with me!" I said it with as much bravado as I could muster, and I guess it was enough. She looked relieved and proceeded to spill her guts.
"Bill (her husband) isnt really much of a lover, in fact, Ive only had a few orgasms with him..." she stopped suddenly to give me a concerned look, "Are you sure this isnt embarassing you, Kathy?"
I chuckled, "Yes, Janet, Im sure. My sailor isnt the worlds greatest, but hes the best man Ive had. I could tell you some real horror stories - like the drunk boy who popped my cherry and passed out - all a minute!" That got another laugh, and she continued, but she still seemed a little nervous.
"Well," she tittered, "I guess you do understand my frustration, but the actual problem isnt Bill, its this neighbor, well, two floors down - she calls herself Serena and rides a motorcycle. She has a punk haircut, and a body like a model." She sighed, and I misunderstood.
"Oh," I said, "You mean that shes after Bill?" I thought I was
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When she spoke it was almost a mumble. "No, shes not after Bill. Shes after me. And the problem is, Im a little tempted." She blushed, although it was difficult to see it under her tan. She continued awkwardly, "Serena says Im prudish and swears that any really liberated woman has tried it, and that my attitude is old fashioned. I mean, it just seems perverted to me, and I told her so." Janet paused, looking down, and just when I was about to say something, she continued again. "But theres something about the way she looks at me that does kind of turn me on, and I just dont know anymore. So I want you to tell me, Kathy, youre younger and more with it than I am; is it true? Is this something that most women try out nowadays?" Her blue eyes locked onto mine and I could feel her innocence and her emotional turmoil. I was also surprised that she would confide in me in such a serious matter, but on second thought, whom else could she ask?
"Yes," I sighed, realizing that Id been holding my breath, "I think most girls try it at one time or another, I mean," I went ahead and took the plunge, "Ive done it, and I liked it. Liked it a lot. And I worried about it for a while, but Ive finally come to think that it really is natural for women to go for each other, at least somewhat." I felt myself blushing, but Janets eyes were locked so intently onto mine that I felt the need to clarify even further, "I still like and want men; its not like being queer. But theres just something about an attractive woman thats attractive to everyone. I mean like, I think youre really sexy, myself. And if this biker chick came after me, Id sure give her what she wants, just to see if it felt good! You can always give it up if you dont like it." Oh God! I was babbling.
She looked a little shook. "Ugh, then I am old-fashioned!" Then she brightened, "When you said that Im sexy, do you really think so?"
"When I said youre sexy, I meant that I think it would be a blast to have sex with you myself." I licked my lips suggestively, without (I hoped) over doing it, and gave her my sultry look as I took a sip of my drink.
"Oh!" she said in what was almost a squeak. I didnt quite know what to make of the wonder in her voice, she might be getting ready to slap me, but I guess Im a gambler. At least, I figured, its better to get slapped having fun than just talking about it.
Trying to be as smooth as a great lover, I set my glass down on the coffee table, took her glass out of her hand and set
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