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laid her on the bed, her head on a pillow, allowing my hand to find her bush, for my fingers to slowly separate her lips as she done to me. Familiar territory for my experienced hands; they certainly had a lot of practice with me, perfecting it to an art-form. Her wetness was warm; her scent drawing me to her crotch. I slipped between her spreading legs, crooked at the knees, my arms around her thighs and I lowered my head to another womans pussy.
Is the taste of another woman as you thought itd be?
Dont know what I thought itd be, but its wonderful.
On a scale of one to ten, youd say…"
Shut the fuck up, Im busy, bitch.
I was absolutely loving the feel of her clit as I sucked on it, and the more I sucked, the wetter she became which excited me even more; sort of like a perpetual motion machine, ya know?
Her screams when she orgasmed were loud, and if someone had lived above her, they would have heard. As her hips slowed in their bucking, I licked and sucked her juices, relishing the taste; finding actually, that her tastes and my own were very similar.
She pulled me to her, to lie next to her as she hugged, kissed and devoured me with her mouth and tongue. Her time at my pussy was shorter than mine; try as hard as I might, I could not hold back the bursting dam of bliss.
We played with each other like that, until the early hours of Sunday morning. Bowing to exhaustion, we fell asleep; me, snuggled close to her side, my pussy against her thigh and her arm holding me close.
It was fun having wake-up sex with somebody else rather than my own hand. We dragged ourselves out of bed and into the shower together, which of course, led to more sex. We whipped up a brunch, neither of us yet to put a stitch of clothes on our bodies, eating at the kitchen bar. Another hot tub session, which led to more sex. You get the picture here?
Standing at her door, our arms around each other, the goodbye kisses wouldnt end. Finally, standing back and looking at me, Brie asked, "Got any plans for next weekend, baby?" brushing my hair from my eyes with her hand. Ive got to get to the salon and have Maurice give me a cut; mental note to myself.
"No, not now anyway," I answered, punctuating it with a short kiss to her lips.
"Want to spend the weekend and join our monthly poker game?"
"Poker? I like poker," my attention having been gotten.
"Once a month, there are four of us gals that meet at someones place, to play poker, get drunk, and have a slumber party. Sometimes people fuck, sometimes they dont but, we have fun," explaining it simply.
"Will a fifth player upset them? Will they be okay with a new person at the table?" I asked her.
"Im sure theyll be very happy to have you join
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our little group," she said, "and Friday night will be for us, you and I; Saturday night will be the game, and on Sunday mornings we deal with the aftermath of Saturday," kissing me on my nose.
"Will you let me take us to dinner, Friday night?" I asked her.
"Yes, its a date, and youll bring a weekend bag?"
"I will," kissing her one last time and waving goodbye as the elevator doors closed on our waves to each other.
The snow had stopped, the city had done its usual fine job of plowing and the drive was safe. Kicking off my shoes, I sorted through my mail collected from the mail drop, check my phone messages-Jan dropped another one, a niece, yea!- and hit the shower.
I lit the fireplace, poured myself a glass of wine, and sat on my couch, sipping and staring. I stared at the dancing flames, searching for an answer; to what? I wasnt sure.
Okay, so was door number three the right choice?
Im not sure.
Name one thing that you regret about this weekend.
I cant.
Would you do it again?
In a fucking heartbeat.
Then, whats your problem?
The fact that I dont have a problem?
In the end, I slept peacefully Sunday night, and I dreamed of poker with the girls, and of sparsely freckled breasts.
"You got laid this weekend," Betts said to me when I walked through the door Monday morning, evidently my inner smile showing on my face.
Betsy was my very first employee when I started my I.T. Consulting business, holding down the office while I did the field work. Shes a fiftyish grandma and my bestest friend in the whole wide world. Now, Ive got a group of Star Wars fanatics who masquerade during the daytime as tech wizards; they are. We have major corporate clients for whom were contracted to handle Internet Security issues. Betts is the matriarchal figure in my company, the one to whom all go to for advice on all things wrong in their universe; and she is now my executive assistant with a ten percent ownership stake in my firm.
"What is it that we never do, Betts? We never, ever talk about my sex life; and it was fabulous, by the way," I said, dropping my coat and bag onto a chair in my office, Betts following me with a mug of coffee for me, fixed like I liked it.
"Anyone I might know?" she asked, her eyes hopeful.
Boy, if you only knew, Betts.
"Nope, no one you know. Now, what time is my first appointment?"
The workweek flew by for me, the excitement growing for me the closer Friday crept my way. Brie called almost every night, just to touch base, and keep me horny for her, I thought to myself.
Well, its working isnt it?
Yeah, well maybe, but so what?
Im just sayin....
Shut up, will you?
~
I met Brie at OMalleys; we shared a cocktail, and walked out into the night together, Cherie giving me a knowing look and a smile.
I chose a quiet little Bistro, had a lovely
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