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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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dinner, lingering over the wine, holding hands; we drew glances from other tables, and didnt fucking care.
We didnt make it to the bedroom. We were naked within minutes of the door closing behind us, and she was on the couch with my head between her legs, screaming her orgasm, now.
Didnt take you long to eat her for dessert, did it?
Leave me alone.
I think you like being a lesbo.
I think I do too.
~
"Jean is my age, forty-two-question answered-and is an attorney running her own firm of associates," Brie said to me as I toyed with her pussy with my tongue and fingers. "Her significant other is Ann, and theyve been together five or so years. Deannie is nearer your age, I think, and will probably hit on you immediately. Shes an outrageous flirt, so be prepared," her fingers brushing my new haircut, which she liked by the way.
"Sometimes we smoke and drink, sometimes we just drink," she was saying, "and this weekend is Tequila Sunrise Night, so I hope you like Tequila."
Laughing, I answered, "Yeah, but Jose doesnt like me; like the country song says, Tequila makes her clothes come off."
"Oh, youll fit right in," switching places with me, her mouth surrounding my panther.
Forty-three orgasms later-okay, I exaggerate a bit-we lay in bed, in each others arms, blissfully content.
"Sometimes," stoking my hair as she said it, "but not always, we get a bit crazy and sleep with each other, even the couple, Jean and Ann. Were all okay with it, and if it goes that way, Im just saying..." her voice trailing off.
"Your settee is a queen-sized sleeper, right?" I asked.
"Yes," she replied.
Crawling between her legs, just before I sucked her clit into my mouth, I said, "We can sleep three in this bed," my head dropping to her bush, once again.
Youre a natural at this, you little whore.
I just might be, I thought as Brie climaxed again.
~
I chose a simple skirt and a blouse, thin enough, that the hint of my braless breasts and nipples could be noticed, but not full see-through. Brie was in a pants and sweater that flattered her tall stature and lovely breasts; and expensive, no off-the-rack purchase I surmised.
I was slicing oranges and limes for the Sunrise Punch" wed make after the ladies arrived, when the doorbell rang and Brie answered it. Sweeping in first was Deannie, and eyeing me, she smiled, asking Brie, "So this is your new paramour, I take it?" walking towards me. "Ladies, please welcome my new friend, Lynn, to our soiree," Brie said, and formal, individual introductions between them and I followed.
Deannie was indeed, close to my age, give or take a year I decided, and very attractive in a subdued way, not in an in your face with cosmetics way; Jean and Ann looked very much like a couple, Jean not being butch-like in appearance, but she did have a hard edge to her look, you know? Ann was clearly the femme half of this duo, being very
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