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Susan said before she wedged her fingers under the band. She delved them into Gwen’s slit and Gwen’s pulse quickened.
    “You are wet.” Susan massaged Gwen’s sensitive nub.
    “What can I say? You woke up a naughty woman.”
    Susan pushed her fingers lower and inserted them into Gwen’s pussy. “So wet. Jonathan will love fucking you.”
    Anticipation built within Gwen. She gripped her dress and the handle of her purse tighter. Tension strengthened her legs. She rocked her hips towards Susan’s hand and accepted each of Susan’s pumps. Susan’s palm brushed her clitoris each time, bringing Gwen closer to her climax.
    “That feels so good,” Gwen said.
    Susan reached around and squeezed her ass again. “Do you like this?”
    “Yes. Don’t stop.”
    “Jonathan’s cock is so much bigger. It’ll fill you. Do you like them big and hard?” Susan patted Gwen’s clit again and again as she drove into Gwen.
    “Yes. Big and hard.”
    “Imagine this is his dick fucking you. He’s sinking in and sliding out of your slippery cunt. He wants to feel you come. Can you do that? Can you come for him? Come for me.”
    Blood rushed through Gwen as she climbed the mountain to her release. The pressure within her body escalated, making her feel as if she were ready to explode. She tightened her grasp of her purse and dug her nails into her palm. Susan moved her hand faster while groping Gwen’s ass. The torture against her clit with each thrust became too much. Gwen sighed loudly as her orgasm came. Her inner walls contracted and the stiffness in her body slowly lessened. Relief swam through her, relaxing her muscles and calming her fast beating heart.
    “I love to feel another woman come,” Susan said then kissed her cheek. She brushed her lips over Gwen’s face as she moved towards Gwen’s ear. “Tonight will be better. I promise.”
    A promise for more sex was one Gwen would gladly accept. She imagined Susan and Jonathan would share intense pleasure with her, leaving her quivering with orgasm after orgasm. How could any woman or man refuse such a satisfying offer?
    Gwen met Susan’s gaze. “I’m looking forward to our picnic dinner.”
    Susan’s curled her lips into a playful smile. “So am I.”

Chapter Four
     
     
     
    Head tilted to the side, Gwen combed her wavy locks. She stood in a nude V-string and bra to stay cool while she’d dried her hair. A glance at the clock showed she had twenty minutes to go before meeting Susan and Jonathan for their evening picnic. Since she only needed to dress, she considered heading to the bar. A quick drink or two would ease her anxiety.
    Once she’d finished brushing her hair, she headed for the table near the window. She scooted a chair out then sat facing the bed. The white dress with flowers she’d worn in Amsterdam lay in a dry cleaning bag on top of the mattress. Susan had asked her to wear something cute and with the colour pink to remind her of their visit in the garden. The outfit instantly popped into Gwen’s mind.
    Gwen shook her head, pondering again if she should meet her new friends for what would undoubtedly be a good time. She’d had fun with Susan in the garden, more than she’d anticipated. They’d roamed the different sections and took time to kiss and explore each other’s bodies. It was a first for Gwen, touching and kissing another woman so intimately. Seeing the results made it all worthwhile. She’d felt Susan’s walls squeeze her fingers. It had been amazing. So why was she nervous about having sex with the couple? She’d enjoyed Susan’s company and the pleasure they shared. Why did she now feel as if something was different? She’d been seeking a change and here was her chance—sex with a man and a woman. How many times did she have to go over this? Enough was enough. She needed to stop thinking about the who and why and accept the opportunity like she had all the other times.
    She left her seat and walked towards the bed. After