Chapter 2

That didn’t last long. A knock, an open door, Anna walked in with a bag of KFC. Finished, with the garbage a little fuller now, we finished our third beer.

She pulled something out of her purse. “Ta Da. Brought my 365’s. Want to eat me? Or are you full already?”

A few quiet evenings later, trying to relax. TV not even on for a change.

ring, ring. “Hello?”

“Hey baby. Want to play around? I only have on that matching jersey. Could really go for some of your nice pussy covered in those ribbed panties.”

I lie a little, but always in need of some licking. “Good timing. I’m ready for your mouth about now. Door’s open when you get here.”

When she walked in, Sara was wearing only a top coat and the jersey top. I sat on the couch with only the matching panties on, one leg draped over the arm of the couch, the other foot extended far in the other direction, resting on the coffee table.

“Leave the top coat on slut! Just eat me!” I demanded.

Her tongue pressed hard against the fabric pushing it between my pussy lips quickly wiping up my gushing juices. As her head pulled back, her teeth bit into the cloth of the panties and pulled it back, then letting it go with a soft ‘pop’ as it slapped against my cunt.

“I love the fit of these against that delicious crotch of yours.”

“Right now I’m feasting my eyes on the way that jersey flows over those lovely boobs you’ve got hanging from that chest.” I reached out and stroked the underside of a breast with the edge of my index finger.

“As much as I would like that and its neighbor shoved up my cunt next to each other, it feels so very nice just touching my tit for now.”

As I started to leave for work the next morning, I noticed a voice mail message.

“Hey love, it’s Anna. Was going to invite you and that sexy voice to have coffee this weekend, but I need to run out of town. Can’t wait to join you for a movie marathon night of ‘Pussy Lickers’. Will call when I get back. Keep it moist baby.”

Not even halfway to my desk yet. Mary called out from the door to her office. “Hey Kate. Got a minute?”

A panicked look covered my face.

“Don’t worry Kate. This isn’t about you. You’re one of my favorite people here. You do such great work.”

I rubbed my finger across my forehead. “Had me a little worried Mary.”

“Sorry. No this about Jean. She’s been acting a little strange lately. I value your opinions. Other’s have mentioned her to me and I was just wondering if you’d noticed anything.”

“Seems she offered a glass of piss to one of the other women.”

“I saw her licking her fingers in the bathroom once. Didn’t bother me though.”

“She ever touch you?”

“Would that have bothered you Mary? I mean if I’d touched you.”

“I didn’t say this, but I’d be flattered if YOU touched me.”

“Strictly off the record of course, you mean you’ve thought about that?”

“Hmmm yeah! What do you think that little swat by the bathroom the other day was all about.”

“Sorry I’ve held back. Maybe we should have dinner. Tonight?” I was always horny. Maybe I’d get lucky.

I didn’t see Jean at her desk as I put my purse down. Later Paul, the office manager, was packing up her personal things.

It was drizzling as I stepped out the front door. Waiting under the awning for Mary, I had a chance to watch all the people in the building head home or where ever they were going. Love to people watch. I was just a little nervous going out with ‘the boss’ after Jean just got sacked.

“Hi Kate. Thanks for waiting out here. Can’t have anyone think you’re kissing my ass.”

“I might want too.” I grinned.

“I won’t tell anyone.” She laughed. I guessed it was her way of saying this was going to be fun tonight and not to worry.

Guess I’d never really looked at Mary in ‘that way’. She wasn’t at all bad looking. A little older, not much, maybe a year or two. About the same height, in good shape it seemed. I guessed she could crank my motor just fine.

She looked over in my direction. “Let’s just take my truck. I can drop you back here later.”

The light rain stopped as I followed her, watching her shapely ass move back and forth under her skirt. Her long legs with slightly tan stockings, nice loafers. If I were a dog, my fangs would be deep into those cheeks. Wow! Shake it one time for me.

“Its open. Who would want to steal this piece of shit.”

I sat on the bench seat. No seat belts. What year truck was this anyway?

“Honey, slide that sweet bottom of yours on over there.” Just as the radio started to make some noise, she turned it off. “Too country.”

I slid over so our hips touched and I laid my hand on her thigh. She put her hand on mine and pushed it all the way under her skirt until it rested on her crotch.

My fingers stroked the bare skin with some short hair. “Glad you don’t have any panties on.” A finger parted the folds of skin.

“Oh Kate, I’ve dreamed about this last several nights since I whacked your bottom back by the bathroom.” My finger slid the full distance, bottom to top, and brushed against the clit. “Just like that Kate. Oh Baby!”

A woman walked along the sidewalk on crutches with one leg.

“Would you look at that dish! How I’d like to plow her field.”

Mary spent so much time looking at the woman, she almost drove us into a parked car as the street curved. I didn’t know what the attraction was. Her looks? She was quite pretty. The missing leg? Probably not. Too weird.

I quickly put my hands forward. “Whoa!”

“Sorry. My sister Cindy is like that. How do I ever like to have my mouth all over her body. Oh my yeah. That little piece of thigh …”

“You and your sister …?”

“Heavens yes! She is good. Real good. She keeps me fat, dumb, and happy. Oh Baby! I should hook you two up. She’s two years younger than me. I bet you’d cream in your panties if you saw her naked in your bed. … Oh sweetie, your finger is doing good things to me. … I almost thought about stopping for that one back …”

“Want to stop? I don’t mind.”

“Like a little piece of that action yourself, huh?” I felt like saying ‘if it has a pussy and moves’, but didn’t. A little too coarse for me, even around Mary.

Mary pulled next to the curb and looked back in the rear view mirror. “I don’t see her anymore. Drat!”

Looking in the side mirror, then the tires squealed as she pulled, almost swerved, back into the street. All I could think about was how different Mary was away from work. I would have NEVER expected any of this from the Mary I knew there. My finger continued to twiddle her pussy lips.

We both ordered Scotch on the rocks. I held her hand and stroked my fingers along hers. She had nice nails, neatly trimmed. Not the big long claws with glitter or stars some women had. I took her hand and placed it under my skirt and over my crotch as she had done to me in the truck. I even pushed a finger tip of hers against my clit.

“That feels good Mary. Very good.” I smelled the finger that had been inside her, then licked it while looking at her. “Nice.”

After three drinks and a burger platter each, we steadied each other out to the truck.

“Any chance of talking you into coming home with me. Cindy, my Sis, is probably home by now. The three of us could have a grand time.”

“My car? And I need to go home and change before work.”

“Oh hell Kate!” She sounded pretty drunk to be driving. “So you’ll be a little late. I won’t tell. It’s not far and we have to pass the office on the way to my place. You can follow me.”

Mary flipped her cell phone open. “Hey Sis! Mary. Got someone dripping to meet you. … Hell yes she’s fine. A nice tasty pussy too. … Great. Suck me soon!”

After a long day at work, the next evening as I dragged my tired ass in the door, it was all I could do to make to the bed. I crashed in a big way, clothes still on.

The second evening, I was just a little more awake, but not much, as I walked in the door.

“Hey Kate! It’s Cindy. Just want to let you know what a wonderful time I had with you the other night.”

“Sweet thing, you wore me out with that hot tongue of yours.”

“I wanted to know if you’d like to get together again? Maybe just the two of us?”

“I’d love to. Would be crazy to pass up one the absolute best pussy eating’s of my life. When?”

“Well Mary hooked up with that woman you saw the other day and is going out with her tomorrow night. How about if I just come over to your place after work?”

When I opened the door, Cindy stood on the porch, balanced on her crutches. Dressed in a short thin cream colored wool dress, the full length zipper pulled up to just below her navel. The edges of her breasts clearly visible, maybe even a tiny hint of the dark skin around her nipples. That sharp rise in the skin as the mound goes up at a sharp angle from the breastbone, then tapers over to the nipple. Oh my God, let my lips at those globes of skin again. A body with not a hint of extra weight. Her long shapely leg, thick nowhere, slim and firm everywhere; covered in a shear stocking. Nice black shoe, closed rounded toe, and a short heal. Her hair with long waves of small blonde curls. Blue eyes on either side of a perfect nose above lips that needed to be kissed for a very long time. A smile that demanded ‘fuck me completely’.

As she walked past me, the hem of her dress flipped up revealing those cute tight cheeks of her ass, not a hint of panties. She knew exactly what she was doing to me too. She was good, real good.

“You’re drooling a little Kate.”

“Yeah fuck! You are dazzling. Sure you are the Cindy I met the other night? You know, Mary’s sister?”

“I clean up very well.” She giggled. “I take it you approve?” She turned just long enough to wiggle her hips. As she did, they peeked out again from under her dress.

“Do that again and I may just have to wrestle you to the floor and suck you inside out.”

“You wouldn’t take advantage of a poor helpless cripple now?” She laughed, turned, and wiggled her hips again. This time a little harder, a little more exposed ass. She caught the hem at the back of the dress in one hand and held it up few moments.

Before she let go, I picked her up, the crutches falling to the floor with a loud rattle and crash, carried her into the bedroom, and tossed her onto the bed, falling along side her.

It started slow, not the wild, frenzy, crazy sex with past lovers, not like when Sara and I played with the panties, not even like the other night when I was with Mary and Cindy. She held my face in her hands and kissed me with the slow deliberate passion of a lifelong lover. Sweet, gentle kisses on our lips, our tongues touching, softly, rubbing against each other. Kissing eye lids, inside ears, stopping to nibble ear lobes occasionally.

Nearly an hour later, we still had our clothes on, still just kissing around each others faces, our necks, our throats. The effort, the joy, the pleasure shared equally. A few tentative touches here and there, a touch of a breast, a touch over the crotch. It was clear we meant to be at this for a long time. I longed for exactly what she was giving me, what I was giving her.

We awoke the next morning, naked, dried stuff over the tops of our thighs, wrapped in each others arms. Her still asleep, I could feel the soft breath blow against my cheek. I kissed her lips, sliding my tongue all along them, giving them moisture to cure the dryness sleep had provided, to wipe away some of the crusted wetness. Her tongue slipped between her lips and through the space between mine. Her lips extended until they pressed against mine. We kissed for a few minutes. Long kisses, short kisses. Mostly long kisses. A few pecks.

“Oh my Kate, my beautiful Kate. I’m in love for the first time.”

“Darling Cindy. Last night was the most wonderful night … ever. I’ve been around such unusual people for a long time. You make me feel so ‘normal’, so complete. I love you just the way you are.”

Cindy spent the next 4 nights with me and you know, I didn’t have any strange dreams. The next week, we moved 800 miles away and are still together.