Date: Tue, 11 Oct 2011 23:16:05 -0700
From: K. Finnegan <kfinnegan64@hotmail.com>
Subject: Arizona Heat Part 3b: Jenny's Story

Arizona Heat

Part 3b: Jenny's Story

By K. Finnegan

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"Oh Kate! Oh God! Oh God!" I whimpered as I writhed in frantic ecstasy. "Oh
baby, please let me come! Please! I can't take this anymore!" I begged as
my fingers clawed at my restraints and my back arched. Kate smiled as she
expertly glided her tongue gently over my throbbing clit and maneuvered the
twelve inch jet-black vibrator in my vagina in a way that prolonged my
build-up until it became almost unbearable. The sexy redhead had me nearly
senseless with bliss as I trembled and shook, my full breasts bouncing as I
thrashed on the bed. My words soon dissolved into a breathless babble of
ecstatic squeals and moans. At the perfect moment, Kate twisted the humming
phallus ever so slightly and sucked my engorged clit just so and brought me
to a rapid series of mind-blowing orgasms that left me senseless and
shrieking. I fainted as the last climax took me, but soon awoke to her
gentle caresses.

"There, there, baby." Kate whispered soothingly, as she unfastened the
leather restraints from around my wrists and gathered my trembling and
sweat soaked body into her arms. "Your bad girl always gives you what you
deserve."

Kate kissed me tenderly, teasing my mouth with her lips and the tip of her
tongue. I slowly began to kiss back as my senses returned. She placed one
soft hand on my face, gazed at me with her beautiful emerald eyes and
parted her lips to speak.

 "Jenny." She whispered. "Are you going to eat that?"

"What?" I mumbled.

"Hello! Earth to Jenny!" Amy said playfully, as she sat down next to me in
the break room. "Are you going to eat that cookie, or just keep staring
into space with that dopey grin plastered all over your face?  What's
gotten into you girl?" She said with a smile. "You've been a dreamy Debby
all week."

 Amy was a plump and cheerful blonde dental assistant at the practice where
I worked as a secretary. We had hit it off well and had become good
workplace friends.  She was easy to talk to, and I had confided in her
about my sexual frustrations with Tom some weeks ago. She was the mother of
three children and had gone through the post-natal blues before, and she
had advised me to just be patient. I was sitting at the break room table at
work with a soda, half eaten sandwich and a cookie in front of me.  I slid
the cookie to Amy, smiling.

 "What's gotten into me?" I said with a grin, as I blushed. "Umm, my
husband."

 "I knew it!" She squealed, as she gave me a hug.

"I told you it would all work out." Amy said, as she picked up the
cookie. "It was just a matter of time.  No man could keep his hands off a
foxy lady like you forever."  She said with a wink as she headed back to
work.

I smiled. That of course wasn't the whole truth, but I was getting used to
living with half-truths. As I cleaned up the table and walked back to my
desk I wondered how shocked Amy would have been if I had told her the
other, and main, reason for my newfound cheerfulness - I was having a
passionate lesbian affair with a sexy young redheaded high school student!

 Although I was very happy that Tom and I were having sex again, I thrilled
at the memory of my weekend with Kate, and longed for our next meeting. I
couldn't keep from thinking about her, and would often catch myself staring
dreamily into space while fantasizing about kissing her soft lips,
caressing her firm, pale breasts, sucking on her stiff pink nipples and
most of all, tasting her young pussy. A week ago such thoughts would have
shocked and disgusted me, but now they seemed as natural to me as
breathing.  I was desperately trying to think of an excuse to call her and
arrange another rendezvous, even if it was just for a few minutes of sex in
the back of my car.  Yeah, I had it bad.

It was Friday, June 27th, almost a week since I met first met Kate when she
rescued me from my overheated car on a scorching Arizona summer day.  It
was a busy day at the dental office, and time passed quickly as I checked
patients in and made reminder calls when I had the time. I left the office
and headed home at 5:00 stopping at a Basha's on the way to pick up
groceries. Just off Grand Avenue I passed the Wonderland Adult store, a
windowless building sitting in an unkempt lot next to a Kentucky Fried
Chicken. The temptation to visit it had been growing daily, and I resolved
to pluck up the courage next week and get something special for my next
rendezvous with Kate. My fantasies have taken a turn for the kinky lately,
probably because I now openly helped myself to Tom's stash of hard-core
porn magazines. I was becoming curious about sex toys, and wondered if Kate
was into them or would be willing to experiment.

Over the last few days I have been slowly trying to come to terms with my
feelings for Kate, and what those feelings meant with regard to my
sexuality. I was sure I wasn't a lesbian, because I still felt a physical
attraction to men and enjoyed sex with my husband. I guessed I must be
bisexual, but I didn't feel any new appreciation for the female form, apart
from in pornography. I didn't find myself stealing peeks at other women, or
having lustful thoughts or dreams about them. Only Kate. She filled my mind
constantly, waking and dreaming. Was it possible, I wondered, for one's
sexuality to be defined by an individual rather than a sex? Was I a
"Kate-o-sexual," for lack of a better word?  Was I... was I falling in love
with her?  Was this all part of some strange post-natal phase, or was this
a permanent change in me?  I suppose in a way what I wanted most of this
strange, exciting new relationship was answers to these questions.

---*---

 I arrived home and hour before Tom was due back and had a chance to catch
up with mom, who was looking after my infant son, Max. She and dad were
excited because they were going on a cruise to Alaska in late August with
some other retired couples from Sun City. She too noticed the change in my
disposition lately and commented that I seemed much happier. I told her
that Tom and I had worked out some "marital issues" and all was well. She
beamed at me and gave me a hug before heading back to Sun City. Max was
sleeping so I drew a relaxing hot bath and soaked as I fantasized about
making love to Kate. I fingered myself to orgasm twice in the bubbly hot
water.

Tom got home late, having been stuck at the office doing paperwork. He was
tired, and I fixed him a glass of scotch and gave him a back rub while we
watched TV as dinner cooked. He told me that a couple from work had asked
us to dinner. The Schultz's wanted to get together next Thursday, the day
before Independence Day, for dinner at their place over by North Mountain
Park. Sensing an opportunity I told Tom that my parents needed a break from
Max, and suggested that we hire Kate to baby-sit. It so happened that I had
that Thursday off work, and I was desperately hoping that I could spend the
day with Kate before she was needed as a sitter.

Tom agreed, and was quite looking forward to meeting my rescuer and new
friend.  I had followed Kate's advice and given Tom the G rated version of
our meeting, telling him only that she rescued me from my overheated car,
gave me a ride home and stayed with me for a few hours because I was
feeling ill.

I went into the kitchen to call Kate with the news, but she wasn't home. I
spoke with her mother, which was very weird considering the things I had
done with her young daughter only days ago. She seemed like a very pleasant
woman and told me that Kate was out with her boyfriend Mark on a date
tonight, and that she would pass the message on to one of the boys at
Mark's place. I returned to the kitchen and prepare dinner as I fantasized
about spending Thursday with Kate.

---*---

  Saturday came and Tom and I began our weekend routine.  Tom mowed the
lawn and cleaned the pool in the early afternoon before it got too hot
outside, while I did laundry, dishes, vacuumed the floor and looked after
Max.  At about 11:00, Tom came into the kitchen, sweating after skimming
the leaves out of the pool. I handed him a glass of lemonade and turned to
fix one for myself when the phone rang.  A jolt of excitement hit me as I
wondered if it was Kate.  Tom picked up the receiver and held it to his ear
as he wiped a rivulet of sweat from his forehead with a dishtowel.

"Swenson residence, can I help you?"  Tom said.

"May I ask who is calling?"  He asked.

 "Oh, Kate! Jenny's told me all about you. I'm Tom, Jenny's husband.  Hey,
thanks so much for helping her out last week, I really appreciate it." Tom
said.

 "Tom, is that Kate?" I asked, excitedly. "Let me talk to her."

"Well, here she is." Tom said. "I look forward to meeting you Kate." He
said, as he handed me the receiver.

"Kate! Hi, thanks for getting back to me so quickly." I said, trying hard
to contain my excitement. "Tom and I have been invited out to dinner and
drinks this coming Thursday night by a couple he knows from work. Can you
look after Max from about 6 to 10:30?"

"Sure," Kate replied, "I can do that. Shall I come over about 5:30?"

"Hang on a sec," I said, muffling the phone with my hand. "Honey, could you
check on Max, I thought I heard something fall in the nursery."  I said to
Tom, who headed down the hall.

"Kate?" I asked.

"I'm here." She said.

 "I'm not working on Thursday, so why don't you come over about noon." I
said softly.  "If not sooner."

"Could you come pick me up?" Kate asked. "I think Jeff is using the van
next weekend to help a friend move."

"Sure," I said. "I'll drive you home too."

 Kate gave me directions to a 7-11 near her house where I could pick her
up.

"Sounds good," She said, softly. "Let's make it 10:00."

"Great!"  I said. "I can't wait to see you again!  Oh, and bring a
swimsuit."

---*---

 The days dragged by, and I kept getting more and more excited about
Thursday, when we would test Kate's plan of hiding our affair in plain
sight. As I drove home from work on Wednesday, I finally plucked up the
courage to go to Wonderland. After getting over my initial
self-consciousness, my curiosity got the better of me and I lost track of
time perusing the aisles of outlandish sex toys, magazines and
videos. Before I realized it, 25 minutes had gone by. I didn't want to keep
mom waiting any longer than I had to, so I made my selections, took a deep
breath, and walked to the counter. The clerk, a thin greasy looking man
with tattoos on his arms and neck, was very professional and rang up my
purchases like they were everyday groceries. I had chosen 2 magazines and a
lesbian porno VHS tape.  I paid with cash and walked out into the late
afternoon heat carrying a brown paper bag and feeling very naughty. I hid
the bag in the trunk under an old blanket and drove home.

---*---

  Thursday finally came and I could barely hide my excitement from Tom as I
helped him prepare for his day at work. After he was out the door I
finished my morning routine and began to prepare for my day with Kate. I
picked out a nice floral blouse, a white skirt and sandals. I spent a
little too much time in front of the mirror putting on a bit of makeup, and
I chided myself for my vanity.

I checked on Max and waited for my neighbor, Marge Simmons, to come over. I
had called her last night and asked her to stay with Max for a few minutes
while I picked up the babysitter for her training day. Marge arrived 15
minutes before 10:00 with her daughter Anne. After welcoming them and
getting them settled I set out to pick up Kate. I arrived at the 7-11 early
and parked on the edge of the parking lot, feeling nervous and edgy.

Three minutes before ten, Kate appeared from around the corner of the
convenience store dressed in a pretty white outfit of a short sleeved white
blouse, matching skirt and cork sandals. I was suddenly filled with a sense
of panic. What was I doing here? I'm a married woman for God's sake!  My
hands started to shake as she drew closer, swaying her hips in a
provocative manner and smiling flirtatiously as her cloud of red hair
danced around her pretty face.  Kate sashayed up to the passenger side
door, leaned into the open window displaying her cleavage and pulled her
sunglasses down to the tip of her nose.

"Hey honey, you looking for a date?" She said in a nasally New York accent.

"Kate! You are bad, so bad!" I giggled.

I covered my face as I blushed and burst out laughing. Kate had such a
wonderful sense of humor, and great timing. She seemed to have a knack for
defusing awkward situations with a well-placed joke or prank. All of my
earlier apprehensions vanished now that she was here with me.

Kate flashed me her adorable toothy grin as she climbed in and set her bag
in the backseat. After closing the passenger door she turned to me, smiling
as our eyes met. She was more beautiful than I remembered, and she had
obviously spent some time in front of the mirror this morning too. Her red
hair was freshly brushed and lustrous, and she wore just a touch of makeup
to accentuate her emerald eyes. We sat in silence for a few moments just
looking at each other and smiling, the sexual tension building up like
steam in a hot shower.  Kate brought her left index finger up to her lips
and kissed it sensuously. Then with her eyes locked on mine she reached
down into my lap and pressed her finger to my pussy causing me to gasp
slightly. Without breaking eye contact she brought her finger back to her
lips and put it in her mouth.  I closed my eyes as a warm tingling
sensation spread across my body, and I leaned back into the seat as a
shuddering sigh escaped my lips.

"Missed me?" She whispered.

"Oh Kate, you have no idea." I said, hungrily. "Two weeks is too long."

  I fumbled for the keys and started the engine.  Kate smiled as she
fastened her seatbelt, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on me. I
felt silly having this teenager turning me on so much that my knees felt
weak, but at the same time I reveled in the sensation, and longed to feel
my hands on her body.

"You look good enough to eat, Jenny." Kate said, as she caressed me with
her eyes.

"So do you Kate." I said, as I pulled out of the parking lot and headed
west.

As soon as I straightened out on the open road, we looked at each other and
smiled. As I returned my eyes to the road, I reached over and took her
hand, giving it a little squeeze. We drove to my house holding hands,
smiling and chatting about what we have been doing for the past few days.

 After a short drive, I pulled into the carport, set the brake and turned
off the ignition.  I smiled at Kate affectionately, kissed my right index
finger and placed it on her skirt.  She smiled as I withdrew my finger, put
it in my mouth and sucked it sensuously.  Kate sighed and blew me a kiss,
grabbed her bag from the back seat and stepped out of the car, closing the
door. She then walked around the car and stood beside me as I prepare to
open the carport door.

"Behave yourself when we go inside." I said to Kate. "My neighbor is
watching Max."

"Thanks for the warning."  Kate said, as she flashed me her adorable
grin. "I was planning on... not behaving myself."

 "Seriously, Kate." I said as I placed my hands on her shoulders and looked
into her green eyes. "You are an innocent teenage babysitter. Just try
to... stay in character until I tell you otherwise."

"Yes Mrs. Swenson." She answered brightly.

 "Perfect!" I said, suppressing a giggle as I opened the carport door and
stepped inside.

We enter into the utility room and headed for the den were Marge and her
daughter, Anne, were sitting on the couch watching Wheel of Fortune. Marge
looked up and smiled as we entered.

"That was quick!" She said cheerfully. "Oh, you must be the new
babysitter." She said, addressing Kate.

"Marge, this is Katie. Katie this is Marge Simmons and her daughter Anne,
my neighbors." I said, performing the introductions.

 Kate stood with her knees together and her hands folded over her skirt,
smiling shyly and radiating innocence.

"Hello Mrs. Simmons, nice to meet you." Kate said, as she shook Marge's
hand.

"Thanks again for keeping an eye on Max." I said. "I hope he wasn't any
trouble."

"Oh, no trouble at all. He didn't even wake up." Marge said, as she stood
up and took Anne by the hand.

 I saw Marge to the front door and thanked her again for watching Max.  I
closed the door and turned to Kate.

"You were very good, Kate." I said, smiling.

"Why thank you, Mrs. Swenson." Kate said, giving me a mischievous
smile. "Before you show me around the house, may I use the restroom
please?"

"Oh, I get it smarty-pants." I said, laughing. "You can come out of
charac..."

I stopped speaking mid-sentence as a wicked and fun idea came to
me. Judging from the gleam in Kate's eyes she was thinking the same
thing. I had read about role-playing in one of Tom's porno magazines, and
it always struck me as silly. But right now it seems like an intriguing
idea, and I decided to roll with it. If nothing else, it was more creative
than my plan, which involved dragging her into my bedroom, tearing her
clothes off and making love to her for 4 hours, give or take. I suppressed
a grin, then got back into my role as the prim housewife.

 "Why certainly Katie, right this way."  I said, as I led her down the hall
and opened the guest bathroom door.

She thanked me politely as I held the door open for her and told me that
she would be a few minutes. She closed the door and I wandered back into
the den thinking of how I was going to play this. I had told her to be the
innocent babysitter, which meant that I was going to have to be the
seductive lesbian with a taste for teenage babysitters masquerading as a
prim and proper housewife.  I found the idea exciting, as it was so out of
character for me. I bit my lip as I thought how I was going to go about
this. If I were a lesbian seductress, how would I go about corrupting an
innocent teenage babysitter? Some wine would probably be a good help -
getting the babysitter drunk seemed like an obvious play. Then I recalled
the video I bought yesterday. How could I work that into the seduction?
After some frantic brainstorming, I came up with the outlines of a plan. I
placed the lesbian porno in the VHS player, and opened up a bottle of
chilled white wine and got into character. This was going to be fun!

---*---

 Katie, a sweet young girl who had answered my ad in the local paper
calling for a babysitter, came out of the restroom and walked into the den,
looking absolutely edible. She was the third girl that I interviewed at a
local Dairy Queen, and as soon as I saw her I knew I had to have her. She
was short, about 5 foot 4, slender but with curves in all the right
places. She had long red curly hair that fell to just above her breasts,
which were about 34 C's, firm and shapely. She had an adorable face, with
pale skin, freckles and beautiful emerald eyes.  I offered her the job
immediately, and she had accepted.  She was over for her first babysitting
session, and I was showing her around the house. She expected to be
babysitting in an hour while my husband and I went out to dinner with
friends, but what she didn't know was that tonight was really my husband's
poker night with his work buddies. I wouldn't be going anywhere.

I was pouring 2 glasses of white wine when she came into the room, dressed
in a tight fitting pink T-shirt, jeans and red sneakers. I noticed with
delight that she was not wearing a bra, and the dark outline of her areolas
could just be made out through the fabric.

 "Ah, There you are Katie." I said with a smile. "And don't you look pretty
in that pink top."

"Thank you." She replied with a shy shrug. "You look very nice too
Mrs. Swenson. I like that blouse, it looks very good on you."

"Why thank you Katie, you're very sweet." I said, as I filled two glasses
with white wine at the bar.

 Katie smiled as she looked around, familiarizing herself with the house.

"Here Katie." I said as I handed her a glass. "I know you're too young, but
what happens in this house stays in this house, if you know what I mean." I
said with a wink.

 Katie smiled and thanked me, and took a sip of her wine.

"Well let's get started on the tour, shall we?" I said, as I took Katie's
free hand in mine and led her through the house showing her where
everything was that she might need tonight.  Her hand was warm and soft,
and she made no objection to my intimate gesture.  When we got to the
nursery and motioned for her to be quiet as we crept in. Max was sleeping
peacefully, and I pointed out to Katie all of the baby supplies in the
closet. After I had familiarized her with the nursery, I put a hand on her
back and ushered her out into the hall, taking the opportunity to sneak a
little caress on to the small of her back. I then led her into the kitchen,
pointing out the list of emergency numbers by the phone, and showing her
where the bottles of breast milk were kept in the refrigerator. Katie was
impressed.

"You mean that's all... from you?"  She said, eyes wide as she looked at
the stack of bottles.

"Yes, that's all fresh and home made."  I smiled. "My boobs aren't usually
this big." I said as I cupped them. "But they're all full of milk, so I've
gone up two cup sizes." I said with a sly smile as I gave them a little
jiggle.

My little display had the desired effect, as Katie's eyes grew big as
saucers

 "How do you get it... out?"  She asked, curiously.

 I smiled as I stepped closer to her.

"Well, I have a machine called a breast pump." I said, as I reached into
the dishwasher and pulled out a clear plastic disc with a nipple
attachment. "This is a part of it."  I said softly, as I casually pulled
the left side of my blouse down exposing a stiff pink nipple the size of
the end of my thumb.

 Katie stared at my nipple with wide eyes and swallowed.

"It is a sort of suction cup that fits like this."  I explained, as I
placed the plastic disc over my nipple. " I attach it to an electric pump
with some tubing, and then it sucks the milk out of my boob and puts it in
a bottle so I don't always have to breast-feed Max."

 I looked into Katie's wide eyes and smiled as I tucked my nipple back into
my blouse. My plan seemed to be working so far.  She seemed mesmerized.

 "How about more wine?"  I asked, as I led her by the arm around to the
bar.

I refilled our glasses and smiled as I noticed Katie's nipples had become
stiff, and were poking up alluringly through the pink fabric of her
T-shirt. As I poured the wine I posed myself in such a way that she got an
eyeful of my cleavage. I smiled with satisfaction as I saw her gaze settle
on my tits out of the corner of my eye.

 After taking a sip of wine I set my glass at the bar and excused myself,
making sure to lightly brush my breasts against Katie's arm as I slipped by
her and walked to the bedroom. I waited for a minute then went back to the
den.

"I just called Tom and unfortunately he's going to be about an hour and a
half late." I announced.  "I'm going to have a bath and change into
something more comfortable."

"Why don't you have a seat." I said, as I placed a hand on Katie's shoulder
and guided her to the couch. "Relax, and watch a video for a while. I'll be
back in about twenty minutes. Just watch a video, and help yourself to the
wine." I said, as I twirled a lock of my blonde hair and smiled.

"Uhh, okay."  Katie said uncertainly, as she got comfortable on the couch.

I headed to the bedroom with a smile on my face. She seemed a curious type,
and I was sure that when she discovered the lesbian porno I had left in the
video player and watched it for a few minutes, she would be good and ready
for me. I went into the master bathroom and opened the taps to fill the
bath, putting in a dollop of my favorite Jasmine bath oil. As the tub
filled I stripped and admired myself in the mirror. Young Katie seemed to
have a thing for tits, and I was particularly well endowed in that area. I
ran my hands lightly over my girls, gently tweaking my nipples as I thought
of what the evening had in store.  Katie may have walked into my house has
a sweet and innocent teenage girl, but I was determined that she would
leave it as my cunt licking lesbian plaything.

I put my hair up and lowered myself into the tub for a quick soak. I had
intended to give Katie a good twenty minutes to get into the video, but I
was impatient and after about ten minutes in the hot tub I stepped out and
dried myself off, slipping on a soft blue robe. I had to have a peek to see
if Katie had taken the bait.

I quietly opened the bedroom door and crept down the hall. As I walked
closer to the den, heard the sound of gentle moaning and whimpers of
pleasure.  I could see she found the video, as a lesbian orgy scene was
unfolding on the television. The clever girl had turned the volume down on
the television, but this only made the sounds of her own lust that much
more obvious. As I crept up behind her I saw that her attention was fixed
firmly on the screen where 3 women were having sex with each other in a
variety of positions. Katie had unbuttoned her jeans and had her left hand
down her panties, frantically masturbating. She was nearing a climax when I
placed my hands gently on her shoulders. She instinctively froze and went
rigid, as I began to gently massage her shoulders.

 "Oh Katie.  I see you found my special video. I was wondering where I had
put that." I said, as my hands kneaded her shoulders. "It's one of my
favorites, great for releasing... tension, don't you think?"

 "I - I didn't go through your stuff!"  Katie stammered, as she grabbed a
pillow and hugged it over her lap. "It was already in the machine, honest!"

 She began to tremble, and her breath came in ragged sobs.

"M-Maybe I should just go." She said, her voice laden with shame.

"Shhh, it's okay."  I said soothingly, as I snuggled up next to her on the
couch, placing a comforting arm around her shoulders.  "I'm not mad at
you." I said softly, as I twirled one of my blonde locks with my
finger. "In fact, I think it's quite sweet that we have something in
common."

"What do you mean?" She said nervously.  "What do we have in common?"

"Well, we both like to look at girls." I said, as I brushed a strand of her
red hair from her face "It makes you hot to see women naked, isn't that
right? To see their supple breasts, their smooth skin, their soft lips. It
turns you on, doesn't it?  I know it does me!"

 "No, I'm not... I was just... it was different... I've just never seen
anything like that before!" She protested weakly.  "I'm not like that. I
love my boyfriend."

"And I love my husband, sweetie." I said as I gently slid towards her. "But
we both know..." I said softly, as I gently brushed her lips with mine.

"That we have needs that men can't fill..." I whispered, as I traced the
outline of her lower lip with the tip of my hot tongue.

"However much we love them." I breathed hotly, as I kissed her lower lip
tenderly.

 Katie froze and trembled in my arms, like a bunny caught in the gaze of a
predator. Her face was flushed, and her breathing was ragged. I took her by
the shoulders and very gently laid her back on the cushions of the
couch. Her breathing quickened as she looked at me with a mixture of fear
and desire. I leaned towards her and gave her a delicate kiss that lingered
on her lips deliciously. How I had looked forward to this moment, free at
last to taste and lick her young and soft lips. Her paralysis finally
broke, and I felt her lips respond to mine, timidly at first, but with
growing passion and confidence. I gently slid my tongue into her mouth and
broke the last vestige of resistance as her desire defeated her
propriety. Her whole body came alive with lust as she clutched at me and
kissed me back with surprising passion.

 I was sure that this sweet young thing had never been kissed like this
before, and soon she was delirious with pleasure as I kissed her throat,
nibbled her ears and cupped her firm breasts through her T-shirt, rolling
her nipples between thumb and forefinger, making her sigh and moan with
desire. Her growing passion was matched by my own, as my lust grew white
hot. My hands kneaded her breasts and I kissed her lips fiercely. I was
intoxicated with the power I had over this young girl, and I thrilled as I
watch her transformation from innocent schoolgirl to lesbian plaything - my
little lesbian slut, to do with as I pleased.

 Now that her passion was burning, it was time for the next step. Although
she was kissing me with great passion, her hands were content to simply
embrace me. It was time for me to give her the first lesson in pleasing her
mistress. I broke the kiss and sat up, straddling her thighs. Watching her
face intently I began to undo my robe, revealing one of my breasts.

"Mrs. Swenson, what are you doing?" Katie gasped. "No, I can't... We
shouldn't..."

 "How sweet," I thought to myself. "She still has little fight in her."

Katie's protests died in her mouth and her breathing became even more
labored as I shrugged off the robe. My 36 DDD's swayed gently, my nipples
erect and beckoning.  Her eyes, big as saucers, fixed on my breasts as I
sensuously ran my hands down them, cupping them as I leaned forward to
offer them to her.

"Touch them, Katie. Squeeze them. I know you want to." I said in a husky
voice. "I can see it in your eyes."

 Katie's hands seemed to move against her will and gently explored my tits,
her fingers delicately tracing the shape of my areolas and softly pinching
my nipples. She grew bolder as I whispered encouragement to her and she
began to caress and fondled my breasts with greater urgency. I felt her
hips start to move beneath me as she began gyrating with desire.

I took my right breast, lean forward and traced the outline of Katie's lips
with my stiff and puffy nipple.

 "Suck my tits, Katie." I whispered. "Suck them like a good girl. You know
you want to."

 The young redhead was completely under my spell and obeyed me without
hesitation. Her lips parted and her hot pink tongue guided my waiting
nipple into her eager mouth. She licked and teased my nipple with her
tongue before sucking as much of my breast into her mouth as she could fit
and bathing it with her tongue.

 "Oh yes, Katie!  Mmmm, that's it baby." I sighed, as I leaned over
her. "You like tits, don't you baby? Oh yeah, right there."

Suddenly overcome with desire, Katie sucked, licked, nibbled and nuzzled my
breasts as if her life depended on it, moving from one to the other. She
hungrily kissed and sucked my tits as I leaned over her face until my
entire chest was slick from her tongue's efforts. All the while I was
whispering words of encouragement, in between moans and whimpers of
delight. Now that I had Katie suckling at my breasts like a baby, it was
time for the next step in her transformation.

As I held myself above Katie with my left arm, I slid my right hand down
onto her soft belly and caressed my way down into her panties causing her
to shudder and moan with desire as she rolled her hips up, forcing her
pussy into my hand.

 "Oh Katie, you are so wet and ready."  I sighed.  "You want me to eat your
pussy girl, don't you?  You want me to suck that young, sweet pussy."

"Yes! Yes please!" Katie whimpered, as she squirmed with desire beneath me.

"Yes what, young lady?" I teased, as I sat up and drew my breasts away from
her hungry lips. "Let me hear you say it."

"Please suck my pussy Mrs. Swenson!"  Katie whimpered, begging for
release. "Suck my pussy till I come!"

 Contented with the sincerity of her pleading, I smirked as I dismounted
her and quickly pulled off her jeans and soaking panties. I knelt beside
the couch and turned Katie slightly sideways, opened her silky pale thighs
and began to nibble and kiss the soft flesh, working my way up to her
dripping pussy. Katie laid back into the cushions clutching at her hair
with a wild look on her face as her breaths came in ragged gasps.

 "Please suck my pussy Mrs. Swenson!"  Katie begged softly.

 I do love it when they beg! I was getting so turned on I knew when my turn
came it was going to be awesome. I was going to come hard all over her
pretty freckled face, but first I was going to show her what lesbian sex
was all about. I was going to give this little teenager an orgasm that
would change her life. And once she had it, she would do absolutely
anything for another.

At last, I stopped my teasing and began licking her swollen labia with soft
rhythmic strokes.  Katie's hands clutched at her hair, as if she were going
mad from pleasure.  She moaned and whimpered breathless words of
encouragement as her body shook and bucked with the waves of ecstasy that
were emanating from my skilled and practiced tongue.  Katie watched,
mesmerized, as my tongue explored and teased the pink folds of her pussy.
I lapped hungrily at the entrance to her vagina, moaning with pleasure as I
drank her juices.  Her breathing came in ragged gasps as I stabbed my
tongue deep inside her, curling it up to reach that special spot that sent
her senses ablaze.  Katie fondled her breasts through her T-shirt and
pulled her nipples as the first wave of a prolonged toe-curling orgasm hit
her.

 "Oh God! Oh God...Yes!  Yes!  Yesssss!" Katie cried, as the first peak
wracked her body.

 I quickly shifted my attention to her throbbing clit as I pushed a finger
deep into her cunt again and again. I took her swollen nub into my lips and
rapidly sucked it in and out of my mouth as my tongue flicked it gently
until she was panting so rapidly I feared she would faint. I drove her off
the orgasmic plateau with one final thunderous climax as I slipped another
finger into her and stroked her labia with my thumb, while with my other
hand I pushed with my fingers on either side of her clit and sucking it
like it was a little cock. Katie's eyes rolled up into the back of her head
as she went rigid and let out a long low moan.  I slowed the tempo of my
tongue's caresses, now gently licking with long slow strokes up and down
her slit, drinking her juices and bringing her down gently.

"Oh Mrs. Swenson!" Katie panted, as tears slid from her eyes. "I've never
felt... anything like that before... so good, so good!"

"Oh baby, we're just getting started." I said, looking up and smiling at
her from between her thighs, my face and chin glistening.

After Katie's breathing had become more regular I kissed my way up to her
tummy, lifting her T-shirt. She raised her arms and I lifted it off
exposing her delectable, pert young breasts.

 "Oh my, don't you just have the most adorable tits, Katie!" I said softly,
as I fondled her pale, firm breasts. "I'll bet you want me to suck on them,
don't you Katie?  Would you like that baby?"  I whispered.

"Oh yes Mrs. Swenson, please suck on my tits!" She whimpered softly.

"On one condition." I said with a confident smirk, knowing full well that
the pretty young redhead was completely under my spell.

"Anything!" She said, as I caressed her shoulders.

"I think it's time you tasted your first pussy, young lady." I said with a
hungry smile.

 For a brief moment there was hesitation in her eyes, but as I massaged her
breasts and pinched her nipples she sighed and submitted. Katie closed her
eyes and nodded.

"Yes, I want to taste your pussy Mrs. Swenson." She whispered. "I want to
make you come the way I did."

I smiled with satisfaction, as the last step in my seduction of this
beautiful young schoolgirl was about to be consummated. I climbed back on
the couch straddling her thighs once more. Katie's eyes were drawn to my
pussy, which was as wet and engorged as it had ever been. I rocked my hips
forward to give her a better view and took her right hand in mine. I guided
her hand to my pussy and cupped it under me as I sighed with delight and
close my eyes.

 "Feel what you've done to me, Katie." I sighed, as I forced her fingers
into my dripping folds.  "Feel hot you've made me baby!"

 Kate's pretty face was locked in an expression of shock and desire as I
took her right hand to my lips and licked my juices from her fingers.

"Mmmm, you are in for a treat if I do say so myself." I said softly, as I
gave her hand one final lick before releasing it. "See for yourself, baby."

With that I pulled Katie down toward the middle of the couch as I crawled
over her and gripped the armrest. I slowly lowered my pussy to her waiting
face, eager for her final act of submission.

"Suck me Katie." I said, in a husky voice.  "Suck me and make me come. Make
me come all over your pretty face baby!" I sighed, as I rocked my hips and
lowered myself down onto face.

I sighed with delight as I felt her tongue caress my wet and swollen folds.
I whimpered her name as her lips explored my pussy and she sucked my juices
from my cunt with eager slurping noises. I began to Quiver and moaned with
delight as young Katie went to work with a passion, wrapping her arms
around my ass and pulling her face deep into my womanhood.

 I instinctively started to grind my pussy into Katie's upturned face,
sliding it up and down while panting words of encouragement to her. I was
getting off from the physical sensation, but what really turned me on was
the fact that I had turned an innocent schoolgirl into a cunt-licking
lesbian slut, a plaything for my amusement. I arched my back and squeezed
my nipples as I reveled in my latest conquest.

I rocked my hips backwards, forcing the stiff nub of my clit into Katie's
willing mouth where she serviced it enthusiastically. I humped her face
rhythmically as a powerful orgasm rolled towards me like a tidal wave. I
began to chant "yes!" over and over like a mantra as the climax slammed
into me.

 "Oh God! Oh God!  Ohhhh!" I whimpered loudly. "Don't stop Kate! I'm
coming! I'm fucking coming!" I gasped as my body went rigid and a flood of
sweet, slippery juices shot out from my cunt, splashing over Katie's chin
and neck.

 I clung to the armrest, panting and shaking as the aftershocks of my
climax worked their way through me.  I felt Katie slide down between my
legs as the next gush of my girl-cum hit her directly in her mouth.  A wave
of weakness hit me, and I rolled off of her into the cushions at the back
of the couch. I reached out and clumsily gathered her into my arms.

 "Did I do it right, Mrs. Swenson?" Katie asked quietly, her pretty
freckled face soaked with my juices. "Did I suck your pussy good?"

"That was... very, very good Katie." I said, gasping. "Yeah... very good.
Fuck..."

  Katie beamed at me, happy that she had pleased me.  She leaned forward
and kissed me, letting me taste my girl-cum in her mouth. I kissed back
hungrily, and seemed to come out of my post-coital daze as I climbed back
on top of her, taking charge of our encounter once more.

I leaned forward and began making love to Katie's breasts. Her tits were
very sensitive, and I rapidly drove her to the edge of orgasm by my
ministrations upon them. As she moaned and squirmed on the brink of a
powerful climax, I repositioned her so that my knees were under her lower
back, her knees were over my shoulders and her body was tilted back so that
only her head and shoulders were on the couch. She crossed her legs behind
my neck as I once again sucked on her pussy while my hands continued to
fondle her breasts as my fingers pulled and pinched her nipples. I brought
her to a powerful climax in this position, but as I moved to reposition us,
my knee slipped off of the sweat soaked leather cushions and we tumbled off
the couch with a shriek, landing on the floor by the coffee table with a
loud thud.

---*---

 We landed in a heap of arms and legs, my head uncomfortably close to the
coffee table.

"Are you all right Jenny!" Kate said, breaking character.

I lay on the floor, laughing hysterically, my face red. I could only nod.

"Smooth one, Mrs. Swenson." Kate teased, seeing that I was unharmed.

"Oh shut up!" I laughed. "And give me a hand."

 Kate untangled herself from me and helped me up, then we both wearily
climbed back on the couch and cuddled as we caught our breath.

"Well, that was fun!" I said. "I read about role-playing in one of Tom's
magazines, and I thought it sounded silly. But that was... hot!"

 "That was totally hot!" Kate said, grinning. "You were great! I wasn't
sure how well you could play a seductress, but that was Oscar material."

 "No, you are the one who deserves an Oscar." I smirked. "You actually
acted convincingly innocent."

"Oh very funny." Kate laughed, as she tickled my ribs.

I tickled her back, and we both squirmed and giggled.

"I can't wait to find out what happens next."  Kate said.

"Yeah, I guess I left it as a real cliffhanger, didn't I?" I said, as we
both broke into a fit of giggling.

 After our laughter had subsided, we lay together in a tender embrace,
gazing into each other's eyes. A strand of red hair fell across Kate's
cheek, and as I reached to brush it aside my left hand collided with her
right, which was reaching for a similar strand of gold which had fallen
across my face.  We laughed as our fingers intertwined and we both smiled
warmly at each other, falling once more into each other's eyes.

 I saw a wistful look pass over Kate's face as she sighed and kissed my
hand.

"What?" I said softly.

 "I'm glad your car is a piece of shit." She said softly.

"Me too." I whispered in reply.

We both leaned in together for a long and tender kiss.

---*----

After nearly two hours of gentle lovemaking, three baby breaks and a short
catnap it was coming up on 2:00 in the afternoon and we were both feeling
ready for lunch. I put a frozen pizza in the oven, letting it cook while we
showered and put on our bathing suits. After lunch we decided to brave the
heat and go for a swim, since it was only 102ø.

I had Kate helped me move Max's crib into the dining room so I keep an eye
on him through the sliding glass door. We then stepped into the heat of the
backyard and sat in a pair of lawn chairs under the covered patio. I
enjoyed the warmth of the air against my skin and relaxed as Kate produced
a bottle of sun-block from her bag. Kate smiled and invited me to rub on
the lotion, which I of course did in the most erotic manner possible. I had
brought a bottle of tanning lotion, which Kate happily applied to me,
taking special care that my breasts were well covered.  Despite the heat,
both of us had hard nipples poking up through the fabric of our tops. I
tweaked one of Kate's nipples playfully before running to the pool.  She
followed close behind, the two of us giggling like schoolgirls as we jumped
into the cool water.

After splashing around and swimming for a few minutes we sat together on
the steps at the shallow end. Kate looked very different with her hair wet
and hanging down straight - beautiful in a very different way. When her
long curly hair was dry it was so full it hung about her face like a red
cloud, partially hiding her features.  Hanging wet and straight, her hair
looked elegant and the fine bone structure of her face was more apparent.

"Have you ever thought of straightening your hair?" I asked her. "I think
you would look very elegant with your hair straight." I said as I arranged
her wet locks over her shoulder.

"Hmm, trying to change me already?" She teased.

"Oh, I don't mean permanently." I said. "I was thinking for a special
occasion, like if you and Mark were going out to a very fancy restaurant. I
love your curly hair, but it does hide a lot of the beautiful bone
structure of your face." I said, as I gently touched her cheek and ran my
fingers down along her jaw line to her chin.

"You really think I look... elegant with my hair straight?" She asked,
flattered.

"Yes I do." I said, lifting her chin slightly and giving her a soft
kiss. "If you ever get tired of looking cute and adorable, you could always
try it as a new look."

We smiled and looked into each other's eyes.

"Do you have any nosy neighbors?" Kate asked, as her eyes scanned the
cinderblock walls around the backyard.

"Not at this time of day. It's too hot." I replied. "Why do you ask?" I
added with a smile.

"Hmmm...No reason." She said, as she stood up and threw her arms around my
shoulders, settled into my lap and gave me a soft, lingering kiss. We made
out languidly in the pool for several minutes, kissing and caressing,
before returning to sit on the steps in the shallow end to catch our
breath.

After a while I climbed on top of an air mattress and turned over onto my
back to sunbathe. Kate swam over to a sort of love seat carved out of the
side of the pool over by the deep end, half of which was in the shade of a
palm tree and pulled me over, keeping me floating in the sunny side while
keeping her fair skin in the shade.

 Kate asked me about California, and I told her of when I was a young
"beach bunny" in San Diego, and all the trouble I used to get into. I told
her of my time in high school, how I dated surfers and played
volleyball. And I told her of my brief time at UC San Diego where I met Tom
in my first year and how we had a whirlwind romance and married soon after
we met. I recalled our condo near the beach, and how much I missed it. A
major aerospace company hired Tom soon after graduation, and he was
promoted just over a year after being hired and transferred to Phoenix.  We
stayed in the pool for about an hour, taking breaks to go inside, fix
drinks and check on Max.

3:30 was rapidly approaching so we at last got out of the pool went inside
and had a very erotic shower together. We washed each other's hair, soaped
and lathered each other sensuously and made out until we were so worked up
we needed a quick session on the bed after we had toweled each other
off. We had a quick but passionate 69, as we both agreed we needed to taste
each other's pussy one last time today.

 After we had cooled our passions we wash our faces and prepared for Kate's
introduction to Tom. Kate changed back into her pink T-shirt, jeans and red
sneakers - this time with a bra. I thought it best to reacquaint Max with
Kate, so we took him out of his crib and brought him to the den to play
with him for a while. He seemed to remember Kate, especially her red hair,
which he was fascinated with. We played games with him, encouraging him to
scramble back and forth between us on his hands and knees to wear him
out. Before long the sound of Tom's car in the carport could be heard and
Kate and I exchanged nervous smiles. We were about to see if Kate's plan of
hiding in plain sight was going to work. I took a deep breath to calm
myself as I handed Max to Kate and walked over to the bar.

 Tom came in from the carport with his briefcase and flashed me a smile.

"Hi honey." I said as I gave him a hug. "I'll bet you're ready for the
weekend."

"Am I ever!" He said, as he gave me a quick kiss and set his briefcase down
on the bar.

His eyes turned to Kate, who smiled sweetly at him.

"Tom, this is Kate. Kate, Tom." I said, performing the introductions.

Tom grinned warmly as he gently shook her hand.

"Kate, Jenny has told me all about you."  Tom said. "Thanks again for
helping her out of her jam, that was very good of you."

"Oh no problem. It was my pleasure, really." She said, as she and I
exchanged a meaningful smile.

"Well, we should get dressed honey." Tom said to me. "The Schultzes are
expecting us in just over an hour."

"Kate, if you need anything just shout." I said as I headed for the
bedroom.

"Feel free to turn on the stereo or the television if you like Kate." Tom
said as he followed me.

---*---

I entered the master bedroom and began to lay my cloths out for tonight.

"You didn't tell me Kate was such a cutie." Tom said with a grin. "You
don't suppose she's planning on having a boyfriend over tonight, do you?"

"I already had that talk with her, and I trust her to be good." I said, as
I stripped out of my T-shirt and shorts. "Besides, her boyfriend has his
own place."

  "Ah, an older man with his own apartment?" Tom queried, as he took off
his tie and work shirt.

"Not too much older, he's a senior at her high school." I said, as I put on
a black lace bra. "And he bought a house with some help from his father. He
and 3 good friends live in it together. They're in a band - Kate plays bass
guitar."

"Uh oh! Rock and rollers!" Tom said, grinning. "We're not going to come
back and find a house full of punk rockers, are we?"

 "Tom!" I said in an exasperated tone. "Kate is a very sweet and
responsible girl."

Tom laughed as he put on a powder blue leisure suit. "I'm just kidding, she
seems really sweet."

 Tom went into the bathroom for a quick shave while I slipped into my black
cocktail dress. When Tom had finished shaving I went to the counter and
began putting on my makeup.

---*---

 I finished my preparations with a final touch of lipstick, then picked up
my black handbag and headed towards the den where Tom was talking with
Kate.

"You'll have to let us know what day you're playing so that Jenny and I can
come and watch." He said to Kate. "I'd love to come see you play at the
fair."

"Ah, there you are, darling." Tom said to me. "And don't you look
beautiful!"

I stopped and smiled as I entered the den and did a little spin, as much
for Kate's benefit as for Tom's. I was wearing a tight fitting black
cocktail dress, with 3 inch black pumps. I was also wearing full makeup,
which Kate had never seen me in before. I could see the desire and
admiration in her eyes, and it warmed me and made me feel glamorous. While
Tom collected the keys from the bar, I walked over to Kate and gave her a
hug, teasing her with a little squeeze on her ass that Tom couldn't
see. Kate bit her lip and gave me a pained expression followed by a sweet
smile.

I told Kate that it was best to let Max wear himself out crawling so that
he would sleep soundly through the rest of the night. I showed her a list
of emergency numbers by the phone again, then Tom and I said our goodbyes
and headed out the door.

---*---

 Tom and I drove east across the freeway, following the directions that Tom
had gotten from Eric Schultz. The house we were looking for was in a nice
neighborhood in the hilly terrain just west of Mountain View Park. Twenty
minutes later we pulled up their steep driveway and parked, admiring the
view over the city.  Eric and Rachel greeted us warmly at the door and we
exchanged greetings.

 Eric was small and wiry, perhaps 5'5" tall with dark curly hair, tan skin
and a thin mustache. He was wearing a mustard colored leisure suit.

 Rachel was petite, standing at about 5'2", with an enormous head of
jet-black hair done up in a beehive. She was slender with narrow hips and
small breasts. She had a very pretty face with large dark eyes and full
lips. I think Tom told me she was 25.  She was wearing an attractive maroon
cocktail dress with matching pumps. She was very lively, and spoke in a
slightly grating New York accent.

Their house was dimly lit, the walls covered with wood paneling. A black
velvet painting of a Matador and a bull hung over a small fireplace, and
their den was filled with sturdy looking leather sofas and chairs. Up a
short flight of 4 stairs was the next level of the house, open to den and
front hall, with a hallway to the right, kitchen straight ahead and dining
room to the left. We were ushered up past the dining room, through a set of
sliding glass doors and out onto a wooden patio that gave a magnificent
view of the sun setting over northwest Phoenix. Rachel offered us glasses
of wine and a cheese tray as we enjoy the view.

 We all engage in small talk while we waited for the meal to cook, with
Rachel making frequent trips into the kitchen to check on the progress. The
drinks flowed freely - the Schultz's were serious drinkers. I discreetly
reminded Tom to pace himself, or we would be going back home in a cab.

 Dinner was served as the sun set over the White Tank Mountains in an
incredible display of colors. As much as I disliked living in the desert, I
had to admit that the sunsets in Arizona were unmatched.

I helped Rachel bring the food out and set the table, and before long we
were all sitting and enjoying the feast. Rachel had cooked a delicious
chicken pasta dish with a white garlic sauce, a green bean casserole,
assorted fresh vegetables, bread and olive oil. The conversation flowed
well: Eric and Rachel were accomplished hosts and kept the evening
entertaining with witty anecdotes and stories.

 I wasn't sure if it was my imagination, but I felt like Rachel was being a
bit too friendly towards me. She leaned in very close when talking, and
often put her hand on my arm or thigh when making a point in a story or a
joke. I also thought I saw her staring at my breasts out of the corner of
my when I was talking to Tom or Eric. I dismissed these feelings, as I
still had Kate on my mind and our wild afternoon romp, and I'm sure that
was distracting me.

After we had all finished dessert there was a flurry of activity as Rachel
started to clear the table while the men went out onto the patio to smoke
cigars and talk shop in the warm evening air. I offered to help Rachel, and
she gladly accepted an extra pair of hands to help with clearing the table
and rinsing the dishes. After the dishes were put away in the dishwasher
she poured me a glass of wine, another for herself and lit a cigarette as
she regarded me with a smile.

"So Eric tells me you're a California girl?" Rachel said, as she looked me
up and down admiringly. "You certainly look the part. I'll bet you look
foxy as hell in a bikini."

 "I turned a few heads back in the day." I said with a grin, as I sipped my
wine.

"Back in the day?" She said as she took a drag from her cigarette. "Honey,
you're killing me here! You're gorgeous. Seriously, if Eric hadn't told me
you had recently had a baby, I would've never guessed."

"And what about you Rachel, I'm guessing New York?" I said, changing the
subject.

"Brooklyn, from a loud Jewish family." She said, with a loud staccato
laugh. "I met Eric when I was a stewardess working for TWA, if you can
believe that - a Brooklyn girl as a stewardess."

She plucked a slotted spoon from its holder over the oven, pretending it
was a PA system microphone and spoke in a clipped professional voice:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the captain has turned on the no smoking sign..."
She said, as she switched to a loud, abrasive Brooklyn accent. "So put 'em
out already, what are you, stoopid?"

We both laughed uproariously at her performance, and I suddenly realized I
needed to pee. I excused myself and went down the hall to the restroom, but
the door was locked. Just then Eric came from the master bedroom and saw my
predicament.

"Jenny, you can use our bathroom - right this way." He said, as he gestured
towards the back of the house. "Pardon the mess, Rachel was so busy getting
dinner ready she didn't have time to tidy up the bedroom."

I thanked him as I entered their bedroom, which like all the other rooms in
the house was done in wood paneling. It was quite a large room, dominated
by a huge circular bed the likes of which I had never seen before. On the
wall behind the bed was an enormous black velvet painting of prowling
tigers, and the ceiling above the bed was mirrored. The wall to the left of
me was almost all glass, with a sliding door opening onto a small balcony
with a magnificent view of the city lights spread out below. I made my way
to the bathroom and relieve myself, only to find to my annoyance and empty
cardboard tube where the toilet paper should be. Breathing a soft curse I
opened the nearest cabinet and looked inside.

I was shocked. It looked like one of the display cabinets at the Wonderland
Adult store. Vibrators, dildos and other sex toys were piled under the
sink. There was even a strap on dildo that must've been at least 10 inches
long, and my mind boggled to think of why they needed such a device. The
next cabinet held more mundane objects, including to my relief, toilet
paper.

 As I returned to the kitchen I realized I had arrived just in time, as
Eric was trying to convince Tom to have a glass of aged single malt.

"I hate to be the killjoy here, but we have a long drive home." I said.

"Yeah." Tom said regretfully. "Jenny's right, I really shouldn't. Perhaps
some other time."

 "Are you sure you don't want to stay the night?" Rachel asked, swaying
slightly. "We have a spare bedroom, and you're more than welcome to stay
and do some serious drinking!"

"We'd love to Rachel, really." Tom said. "But we have a babysitter watching
Max."

"Oh, that's too bad." Eric said, as he put his arm around Rachel's waist,
steadying her. "One of these days you should leave the little tyke with
relatives and come over here for a proper adult party! It would do you both
good."

Perhaps it was just the wine, but I thought I detected something lascivious
in the eyes of both Eric and Rachel as they looked at us, and a chill ran
up my spine.

"That sounds great." Tom said. "One of these days, we will have to take you
up on that offer. But I'm afraid we have to hit the road now."

We exchanged hugs and handshakes as we said goodbye and stepped out into
the driveway as they wished us well. I thought that Rachel had displayed a
little too much affection with her parting hug, having held me so close in
our parting embrace that our breasts molded together for a moment, but I
didn't mention anything to Tom.  I climbed into our car and gave a final
wave to Eric and Rachel, who were standing on their front porch.

---*---

 We returned home about ten minutes after ten, both of us still slightly
buzzed from the wine.  Kate was curled up on the couch watching the news
when we came in. Happily she had nothing to report; Max had been sweet, and
the evening uneventful.  Tom tipped Kate generously, giving her a $20 bill
before he hurried to the bathroom. I smiled at Kate and softly scratched
her back with my fingernails as she purred.  As soon as I heard the
bathroom door closed down the hall I leaned down to Kate and kissed her
softly on the lips.

I grabbed Kate's hand and led her to the carport door, turning at the last
minute and shouting down the hall, "Honey, I'm driving Kate home!"

"That's okay dear, I'll do..." Tom said before I closed the door.

Giggling like naughty schoolgirls, Kate and I jumped in the car and drove
away into the night.

 "So how was dinner?"  Kate asked, as she took my hand.

"Oh, dinner was fine. Rachel is a good cook, and she fixed an excellent
chicken pasta dish." I said. "But..." I trailed off uncomfortably.

"But what?" She asked.

"Oh, I don't know. I just got a really weird vibe off of both of them." I
said, frowning. "I got the feeling that they were both... well, checking me
out. In a creepy way."

"Well you do look absolutely gorgeous tonight, you know." Kate said with a
smile. "You have the kind of body that just turns heads, men and women."

"I don't know about that." I said, blushing. "But Rachel was being very
touchy-feely with me. And they kept trying to get us to drink more, and
invited us to stay overnight in their guest bedroom."

"Maybe they're swingers." Kate said, grinning. "Looking for a foursome."

"Oh, ew!" I exclaimed. "I mean, you might be right. That would explain a
lot of things."

I realized that Kate was probably right: the bed, the mirrors, the sex toys
- it all added up.  My sex life was complicated enough right now, and I
really couldn't see the swingers lifestyle in my future.

  Kate guided me to a park not far from her house. I pulled in the darkest
corner of the empty parking lot and turned off the ignition. We both
quickly moved to the back seat and fell into each other's arms, sighing.

"I wish we had more time." I said. "But I have to get back soon."

"Yeah, I know." She said sadly.

Kate looked into my eyes, her face illuminated by a distant
streetlight. She smiled and caressed my cheek.

"You really do look wonderful tonight." She said softly, and leaned forward
until our lips met.

I closed my eyes as we kissed tenderly.  Our passions spent, this was not
foreplay but kissing for the sake of kissing. We brushed our lips together
lightly, tasting and teasing each other with the tips of our tongues.  We
made out for about 10 minutes, and then I checked my watch and made a sad
face.  We held each other tightly and sighed.

"My new schedule starts soon, and I don't work on Mondays anymore." I
said. "Tom works from about 8:00 to 4:30 on Mondays. Do you think you might
be able to see me then?"

"Yeah, we rehearse on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and sometimes on the weekends
but Mondays are free." She said. "I'd love to see you every week."

"I'd like that too Kate." I sighed, as I squeezed her. "I'd like that a
lot. And I'll let you know just as soon as I find out when Tom will be away
on his next business trip."

"Mmmm, I can't wait." She whispered in my ear. "I love waking up in your
arms."

 "I think that this is going to be a wonderful summer!" I said, as I kissed
her softly.

After a brief hug, we returned to the front seat, smoothed our rumpled
clothing, and straightened our hair. I turned on the front seat car lights
to check on my hair. I smiled at Kate and did a double take before covering
my mouth and laughing. I had forgotten that I was wearing full make up
tonight, and Kate's face was covered in bright red lip prints.

"What? Is it my hair?" Kate asked, as she tried to smooth out her hair.

 "Oh my God Kate, look at your face!" I giggled.

Kate looked in the sun visor mirror, and burst out laughing.

"Well Jenny, I'm glad you spotted that before my parents did!" She
laughed. "That would've taken some explaining."

   We had a good laugh as she cleaned her face with her beach towel. After
her face was scrubbed clean, I set off for her house. I pulled up to the
curb in front of the house she indicated that put the car in park with the
engine running, as I didn't want to tempt us. Kate smiled and gave me her
trademark "Aloha" gesture with her finger, which I returned.  Kate gathered
her belongings and stepped out into the warm evening air. She closed the
passenger door and turned.  We both smiled wistfully and waved as I drove
off into the night. I drove home to my husband, who I loved, but my heart
ached for Kate, the best babysitter in the world.