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me, her face pressed to my breasts. “I love these. This is
where I’m hangin’ out all summer. Let’s sleep a while and then fuck
again.”
    “That’s so naughty.” I yawned.
    “I could go lesbian for you. You’d be worth
it.”
    “Stop it,” I giggled. “This is just…messing
around.”
    “We haven’t even started yet.”
    That statement left me tingling.
     
     

Chapter Five
     
     
     
    The house was eerily quiet the next day.
Constance, Roberta, and Joseph had gone into town to run errands.
Preparations were underway for the ball on Saturday night, and a
catering truck had pulled into the driveway. I’d awoken in my bed
with a woman beside me, entirely relaxed and utterly changed. We
had made love several times, until we were sticky with release and
coated in sweat. We showered together, soaping one another with
fragrant suds; the experience so stimulating I had orgasmed, while
her fingers were in me. Never in a million years had I anticipated
this type of a reaction to anyone, especially a woman.
    As we sat by the pool, I marveled at the fact
that I had worn one of her bikinis. I felt naked, exposed, and yet
utterly free, the sun beating down on my skin, warming me
thoroughly.
    “You should take your top off.”
    “No. Baby steps. It’s bad enough I’m out in
my underwear.”
    “That’s not underwear. It’s a bathing
suit.”
    “It feels like underwear.” I eyed her
breasts, remembering exactly how they tasted and felt in my hands
and mouth.
    “I love your boobs, Jess. They’re sooo
nice.”
    Her train of thought was on the same path as
mine. “Thanks. Yours are nice too.”
    “Mine are like bug bites. Nature was so
generous with you. It’s not fair.”
    She’d slept smothered in my breasts between
bouts of intense fucking. “You could always get a boob job.”
    “I guess. But, it’s not the same. Nothing is
as soft or as nice as real ones.” She turned on her side, holding
her head in the palm of her hand. “I can’t believe you don’t have a
boyfriend. What’s up with that?”
    I shrugged. “You know my mom. How am I
supposed to date when I can’t leave the house?”
    “You gotta go to a different school. You
can’t seriously be thinking of going there. Where is it?”
    “Mercy College.”
    “Ugh. Come on.”
    “That’s where my parents want me to go.”
    “Where do you want to go?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “Do you really want to teach?”
    “I don’t know.”
    “The best thing we ever did was get away from
that church. I hate to say this, but my mom was a fucking nut. I
love her and everything, but some of her ideas were out there.
Daddy doesn’t think that way. He’s too liberal for that.”
    It was the only life I had known, and I was
confused by all the judgment. “Look, we’re not freaks, okay? We
just value certain things like modesty and discipline and waiting
for marriage and stuff. That doesn’t make us nut cases.”
    “Sorry. I didn’t mean to sound like such a
bitch. Are you waiting for marriage before you sleep with a
guy?”
    “I’m supposed to. I made a chastity vow and
everything.”
    She rolled her eyes. “Fascinating.”
    “I guess I broke it, though. I…we…didn’t
really behave well.”
    “That was like one of the best nights of my
life.”
    “It was?”
    She nodded. “I get wet just thinking about
it. I can’t wait for tonight.”
    A low, sensual throbbing had my pussy
contracting. “We shouldn’t do that again. It was really nice, but
it was wrong.”
    “Says who?” She held up a hand. “Wait! Don’t
tell me. God.”
    I laughed, “You’re so bad, Carmen.”
    “You ain’t seen the half of it. I’m on a
mission to corrupt you totally.” She swung her legs over the lounge
chair and stood. “With that in mind, I have to go see about
something.”
    “What are you doing?”
    “Chill for a bit. I’ll be back.”
    She wandered off, her butt looking cute in
tiny bikini bottoms. I relaxed against the cushions, feeling