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©Jack Duncan
Jeannie was all excited when she received Tammy's letter. Tammy's husband, Lonny, was being
sent to L.A. on a three month training assignment and she was asking Jeannie to line up an
apartment for them. Jeannie, of course, replied: "Nonsense; we have a spare bedroom and we'd
love to put you up."
The two girls had been closest of buddies all through high school. Being a grade ahead, I hadn't
known either of them very well although I do remember the two always holding hands which gave
some rise to rumors. It wasn't until she came down to State when I was in my sophomore year
that I got to know Jeannie really well. She latched on to me at the Newcomer's Ball and soon put
to rest any doubts I may have formed about her sexual orientation. We got married the year I got
my masters.
In the meantime, Tammy had gone East to her mother's varsity and the two girls had not seen
each other since.
Lonny and I had played on the same soccer team but that was the extent of our acquaintance. He
turned out to be the same solid athlete I remembered and Tammy showed up little changed from
the lively well endowed cheer leader of ten years ago. When they arrived, the girls both started
talking at once and completely ignored us men.. I got down a bottle of Jack Daniels I had been
saving for an occasion and took Lonny out to the back yard to swap lies about our high school
days.
The next month was very enjoyable. The girls eventually ran low on memories to chew over and
remembered they had us men to take care of. Lonny insisted on buying the groceries during their
stay - which seemed fair enough as he was on per diem - and weekends we took them on tours of
the city and surroundings in their car, seeing it was also company supplied. We all got quite
chummy - good night hugs and kisses all around and bawdy remarks like 'hold down those
bedroom gymnastics, we're trying to sleep the other side of that thin wall'.
It was a Saturday afternoon of the fifth or sixth weekend: Jeannie wanted to see some new movie,
I was lukewarm about it and Tammy opted out too so Lonny volunteered to take her.
I was stretched out on the sofa in the den with a paperback when Tammy came in and nudged my
feet over to make room for her to sit. "I'm not sure we should let those two go off together like
that - considering what an item they were in high school."
I put my book down. "How's that?"
"Oh, that's right; you were off to college that year, weren't you? Me and my big mouth."
"That's all right." I laughed. "We didn't get together until a year later. Tell me about it."
"I guess I've already told you about it." Tammy said ruefully. "Sorry about that."
"Don't be." I assured her. "I neither expected nor deserved to marry a virgin. Knowing about her
previous adventures won't affect our marriage in the least."
"Well I'm glad to hear that." She said seriously. "It's never bothered me either - Jeannie and I have
always shared - but you and Lonny have become such good friends lately, I hope I haven't put a
damper on that."
I had to think on that a moment. "I doubt it. I'm sort of glad to hear that Jeannie started with such
a nice guy. - Only thing is, how do you joke and laugh with someone you know has screwed your
wife?"
Tammy moved up the sofa about six inches. "Would it be easier if you'd screwed his? As I said,
Jeannie and I have always shared." She placed a hand on my hip.
I'm ashamed to admit it but I got an instant hard-on.
Tammy noticed it and ran her fingers lightly across the bulge. "Well, come on then." She undid my
belt and unzipped my fly. As I wiggled out of my pants, she stripped off her T shirt to show there
was no 'bra restraining those firm pom-pom girl hooters. I half sat up and captured one in my
mouth as I wrestled her around under me.
She had no panties under her skirt and I slid into her so easily I was certain she had recently
installed a good charge of KY lube. I'd been seduced but wasn't about to complain. I lost two
buttons off my shirt getting my bare chest against those gorgeous tits she was pressing back
against me. She worked her hips like a hula dancer and suddenly the exhilarating abandon of pure
sex was back in my life. Briefly the thought flipped through my mind, 'This is what has been
fading from my sex life recently - the pure bawdy fun of fucking.' I wished Jeannie were here so I
could share with her my revelation.
But the moment was now and the luscious feminine body in my arms was demanding attention. I
drove in deeper and stronger until I could contain myself no longer.
"Yes, come to me lover." Tammy panted. "Next time we'll do slow and easy but right now treat
me rough - pump me full. Yeah - that's it - more - again." With each spasm she tightened her
pussy and stripped me like a milkmaid."
It took me about five minutes to regain enough energy to get off her. She wiped the cum off my
shrinking violet with her hand and smeared it over her breast. "That's the stuff to keep them young
and firm." She grinned.
We took a nice long shower together and tripped over a bed on the way out of the bathroom. I
found my face in a nice warm furry place and I began digging my way out with my tongue.
Someone was getting lipstick on my peter and it rose in indignation over such treatment so next
thing I was back in there with the long steady strokes - damn it felt good. For a while she lay still,
looking up at me with those big blue eyes, hardly breathing as I worked in and out then her mouth
fell open. Those eyes rolled upward and closed. "Aaahh yes, nice." She shuddered once, twice,
three times and let out a long sigh.
She opened her eyes and grinned at me.
We got dressed and spent some time just necking like teenagers on the front room sofa - damn
those fresh firm tits felt good to the fingertips and those rosy nipples tasted good too.
I was busy firing up the barbeque when Jeannie and Lonny returned.
Later, as the sun went down, the girls took the dishes back into the house while I got a couple of
beers from the cooler. Lonny was very quiet as we sipped and sat together in the twilight He
seemed agitated and somehow embarrassed - I put it down to guilty memories of times he had
been with Jeannie but I didn't know how to assure him that it was all evened out. Finally, as the
first stars appeared, he put down his beer and half turned toward me. "Jeannie told me about you
and Tammy."
I had to stop and think about that for a while. The answer suddenly became clear and I couldn't
hide the grin which was bursting to get out. "And I'll bet you didn't make it to the movie."
Lonny gave me a puzzled look then slowly comprehension dawned. "The Sundown motel - -and
you got some story about me and Jeannie."
I was getting another erection - Jeannie and Lonny in the Sundown while Tammy and I - - I
couldn't determine which picture was causing it.
"We've both been had, buddy." I chuckled. "Seduced and screwed by a planned conspiracy."
Lonny shook his head. "And here I was worried we'd brought that delicious scent of warm pussy
into the house with us and you'd catch on; - - let's just say we've been snared and shared."
We both began to snicker and within a minute we were laughing so uproariously that the girls
came out of the house to see what was going on.
"Oh-oh." Jeannie turned to Tammy. "They've figured it out quicker than I thought they would. I
bet we're in for a stormy night."
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