A Very Important Date

"They're probably wondering what's taking us so long."

"Probably." She didn't move.

I stared at her with a vague smile and my gaze swept downward over her breasts and hips, down her legs and back up. I suddenly couldn't help wondering what it would feel like to run my hands down her naked body.

I stepped forward as she leaned towards me and our mouths met in a hot, ferocious kiss. I kept my hands on her hips, but she grabbed my wrist and moved my hand up to cup her breast as I had before, pressing into it. I squeezed obligingly and she moaned against my lips.

I pulled back a little to catch my breath.

"You're sure you need more drinks? You seem pretty eager."

"Well, it couldn't hurt." I leaned in for another kiss, but she drew back.

"And you're positive your husband won't mind?"

I hesitated. I really wasn't a hundred percent sure. It was one thing to talk and fantasize, another thing altogether to actually do it.

"I'll talk to him and make sure. But don't worry. I'm sure it will be fine." A thought occurred to me. "Um... I just want to make sure we're, uh, on the same page here... I was meaning to... include Derek...I hope you don't mind..."

"Oh! No, I, well, I assumed that's what you meant..."

"Oh. Okay. Well... good then."I suddenly felt very awkward holding a woman in my arms, our faces inches apart, talking matter-of-factly about our plans to go to bed together. I stepped back and cleared my throat.

"We should get back. We can't spend all night in the bathroom."

This time we actually left. We made our way back to the table, where the guys had gotten another round.

"Geeze, what were you doing in there?" Eric commented.

"Oh, you know, girl stuff," I said flippantly and sent a quick wink to Derek. His eyebrows went up.

Jill and I switched chairs so that I could sit next to him. I picked up my drink and nonchalantly let my other hand rest on Jill's knee under the table. She shot me a glance and shifted in her seat to inch my hand a bit higher.

After a few moments, while Eric was well into a story, I leaned close to my husband.

"So... I kissed her," I whispered.

"I didn't see it," he replied. "I need to see it to confirm."

"You didn't say that," I retorted.

"I thought it was implied."

"Well, it doesn't matter anyway. She's expecting to come home with us."

"Really? You work fast."

"I just wanted to make sure it was really okay with you." I turned a little to look at him.

"Wait, you're serious?"

I nodded, but we had to pause our discussion as Rob asked Derek a question, and then we were sucked into the conversation. A little bit later, Eric went outside for a smoke and Rob joined him. Derek claimed he wanted to stay with his drink, and Jill pulled out her phone, pretending that her entire evening didn't hang on our conversation.

"Really?" Derek asked me in a low voice as soon as the other guys left. "She really wants to go home with us? You're not just joking?"

"No, I'm not joking. What do you think?"

"I think," he said slowly, "this could be an interesting night."

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, uh... " I lowered my voice more to make sure Jill didn't hear. "Are we gonna... You know, are you gonna... all the way with her?"

"Do you want me to?"

"I don't know. Not really, I don't think so."

"Okay. That's not really fair for her, though."

I considered it.

"I guess not. Well, if we can avoid it, I'd like that, but I don't want to refuse and spoil anything."

"So anything goes?"

"As long as she's comfortable with it."

"Of course."

I sat back in my chair and Jill glanced up nervously.

"So...?" she asked. She knew exactly what we were talking about.

"You're going to need a couple more drinks." I winked at her and she grinned. We rose to head to the bar. I placed my hand on Derek's chest as we passed.

"We'll be right back. Don't go anywhere!"

Rob and Eric were back by the time we returned, and we made light conversation for a while, but I couldn't sit still. Now that Derek had agreed, I couldn't wait to leave.

Derek noticed and spoke up.

"I think it's about time to go home." He stood.

I stood too, swaying only slightly.

"Wait, how are we getting home?" I asked. "We can't drive."

He shrugged. "We'll call a cab."

"Can I share your cab?" Jill asked. "I should get going too."

"Sure," Derek told her.

The bartender, of course, had the number for the cab company, and it arrived within minutes.

As we said our goodbyes to Rob and Eric, I thought I saw Eric glance suspiciously at Jill, then me. I gave him a smile and hurried out the door.

The three of us piled into the cab, with me in the middle. We rode in a nervous silence. I leaned in close to Jill.

"You're sure you want to do this?" I asked in a low voice.

She placed a hand on my thigh.

"I think so. After all, how often does this happen?"

I leaned back, satisfied she wasn't going to bail on us and excited about what we were about to do.

It was a short ride, and soon we were at our house, settled on the couch. I was in the middle again. We sat in an uncomfortable silence, no one sure how to start. It was Derek who broke the ice.

"So, Ana says you've kissed, but I'm not sure I believe her. I didn't see it."

"We did," Jill said. "More than once. At Elements, and then in the bathroom at the Musty Duck."

"Shall we show him?" I said coyly.

Jill leaned forward, puckering her lips comically. I planted a loud smack on them.

Derek leaned over my shoulder, a hand around my waist.

"Oh, come on, you can do better than that."

Jill's eyes sparkled.

"You mean like this?"

She grabbed my hat, tossing it off, and then, sliding a hand up into my hair, gave me a passionate french kiss, her other hand sliding down over my shoulder to my breast. When she broke away, I was a bit breathless.

"You know, Jill, we've spent a lot of time together tonight," I told her. "I think you and Derek should get to know each other."

She turned to look at him and he leaned in. They kissed, leaning across me. I placed a kiss on Derek's neck and then wiggled out from between them. They moved closer together, and I knelt on the couch behind Jill. Taking her coat at the shoulders, I eased it down her arms and off. I pulled her hair out of the way and kissed at the back of her neck and shoulders, sliding my hands around to cup both her breasts. She moaned and I began to unhook her corset, holding my breath, waiting for her to say it had gone far enough.

She didn't. I pulled the corset off and tossed it aside, freeing her gorgeous chest, her nipples puckered. I ran my hands over her bare skin then lay backward onto the arm of the couch, pulling her with me. I kissed at the soft place where her neck met her shoulder and eyed my husband. I caressed Jill's breast, pinching lightly at a nipple.

"Aren't they perfect?" I told Derek. "Don't you want them?" I turned back to Jill. "You want him to suck on them, don't you?"

"Yes," she breathed.

That was all the encouragement he needed. He leaned forward, a hand on the back of the couch to steady himself, and covered her nipple with his mouth, moaning in delight as he sucked. I moved to kiss her neck again, but she turned her head and caught my lips with hers. After a moment, Derek lifted his head.

"This couch is getting a little cramped. Do you want to go someplace a little more roomy?"

We stood and made our way to the bedroom. Derek sat down on the bed and took off his shirt. Jill faced me.

"Well, now you're the only one wearing a shirt."

"We'll have to fix that, won't we?" I smiled.

She leaned forward to kiss me and began deftly unbuttoning my blouse while I removed the cravat. She slid the shirt from my shoulders, kissing down my neck. I felt Derek behind me, unhooking my bra, and I let him take it off. Jill continued kissing down, over the curve of my breast, down to my nipple. She gave it a tentative stroke with her tongue, then circled it slowly. I groaned, leaning back into Derek, who slid a hand over my other breast, squeezing firmly.

Jill sucked my nipple into her mouth, scraping it softly with her teeth, and ran her hands down my sides. I let her suckle for a minute, then drew her up and pushed her backwards onto the bed. She gasped as she landed, and I crawled on top of her. I wanted my turn at her beautiful tits. I sucked on one, massaging the other, twisting her nipple gently. Behind me, Derek pulled my skirt off, rubbing his palms over my rear and down my legs before climbing onto the bed beside us. He made out with Jill while I played with her breasts.

I continued sucking, but my hand slid downwards, over her belly, down to her tiny white panties. I ran my fingers over top of them, down between her thighs. She moaned and opened her legs wider for me. I could feel her wetness through the cloth. I stroked a few times, then hooked a finger under the elastic and pulled the band of cloth aside, touching her hot flesh. Jill whimpered against Derek's mouth, and her hand moved, pushing the waistband of her panties down. I pulled away from her breast to yank them the rest of the way off, then paused to stare down at her. Naked but for the stockings and bunny ears, which had somehow managed to stay on so far, she lay stretched out on the bed, her breasts large and round, her hips curved seductively, her legs parted to show off her smoothly shaved pussy. I was surprised to see her hand down the front of my husband's pants. She had certainly gotten into the spirit of things.

I gently pulled her hand out and rolled him onto his back. I unzipped his pants and pulled them and his shorts off in one practiced move. I raked my nails down his chest - I knew he loved that - then knelt beside him and took his hard cock in my hand. I leaned down and dragged the tip of my tongue slowly along its length, from base to head, then licked gently at it. I looked up at Jill who watched with a hungry expression.

"Do you want a taste?" I asked.

She smiled and bent over. She gave it one long lick, then slid it into her mouth. While she sucked, I licked at the base, cupping his balls gently and kissing and licking them as well.

Derek groaned, placing his hands on our heads. I moved back upward as Jill began stroking his shaft with her tongue. I joined her, both of us on opposite sides, our tongues meeting occasionally as they wrapped around. We soon began alternating kissing each other and sucking on his dick. Jill reached over to fondle my breast, and I did the same for her.

"Stop," Derek's voice was ragged. He gripped our hair and pulled our heads back gently.

"You need to stop, or I won't last much longer."

Poor Derek. Two beautiful women making out and swallowing his cock; it could be too much for any man. I sat up.

"We'll just have to move on to something else then," I commented.

Derek sat up as well, as Jill straightened.

"Why is it you're the last one dressed again?" Derek asked me. He plucked at my tiny black thong. He glanced at Jill. "We need to do something about it."

She smiled and pushed me back down onto the bed, much as I'd done to her earlier. Derek stripped off my thong and Jill slipped her fingers between my legs. I gasped as she rubbed in a circular motion, and I pressed into her hand, grinding my hips. Derek whispered to her. I couldn't catch what he said, but she immediately thrust her first two fingers inside me. I cried out and Jill grinned. She shoved them in further, sending waves of pleasure through me. I held out my hand for Derek, and he crawled over. I pulled him down next to me, drawing him into a fierce kiss and planting his hand on my breast.

Jill's fingers withdrew, but a moment later, I felt a hot wetness on my clit. I gasped and looked down to see her crouching between my legs, lapping tentatively. She stopped and glanced up at me, her cheeks coloring.

"No," I groaned. "That's good." I put my hand on her head, gently pushing her down again.

She began again, with more confidence this time, long licks, then flicking at my clit with the tip of her tongue. I looked at Derek pointedly, then nodded down at Jill. He got my message and left my side. Jill was kneeling at the edge of the bed, so Derek knelt on the floor behind her. I couldn't see him, but I knew he'd started licking her when she paused and gasped, looking around.

I chuckled and pressed her head down again. She continued her ministrations while I watched.

Shortly, Derek stood.

"Switch," he announced.

Jill lifted her head.

"What?"

"Switch." He waved his finger in a vague circle, indicating that we change positions. I sat up.

"Better do as he says, Jill." As we passed each other, I stopped for a long, lingering kiss. She tasted like me, not a flavor I'd typically enjoyed, but I liked kissing her, despite the taste. I wondered if she would taste much like me.

She lay back and I smoothed a hand over her stomach, crouching between her legs. I leaned down, but suddenly felt Derek's hands on my ankles as he pulled my legs out straight, moving me flat onto my stomach. He slapped my rear lightly.

"It's more comfortable that way," he told me.

"Sure, let me be uncomfortable," Jill complained, mock pouting.

I lay down, wrapping my arms underneath her spread thighs. I looked down at her glistening pussy. This was going to be totally new. Sure, kissing a girl was new, but it wasn't too much different from kissing Derek. I'd played with my own breasts, even managed to suck on them a couple times, so that wasn't entirely new. This was vastly different.

I reached out my tongue and gave a tentative lick. Jill moaned, so I licked again, harder. I swirled my tongue around her clit, then sucked it into my mouth gently. She didn't taste like me, quite. It was similar, but different.

I kept going, using the flat of my tongue for long laps, the tip for light flicking. I knew Derek was just watching, enjoying seeing me eat her out. I slipped a finger into Jill as I licked, then two. She groaned.

Derek lifted my legs, now off the edge of the bed, and spread them wide. I didn't have to look; I knew what he was going to do.

Sure enough, I felt the hard length of his cock slide into me, thrusting slowly. I let the motion carry through to my licks, and Jill and I moaned in unison.

We continued until all three of us were panting with need. I pulled away from Jill and wiped my mouth. I had come to a decision.

"Come down here," I told her, rolling aside for her to move down towards the end of the bed. I rolled on top of her, our breasts sliding against each other, my thighs rubbing on the sheer fabric of her stockings. I spread my legs wide again, nudging hers with my knees. I looked back at Derek.

"Go for it," I told him, then turned to Jill, kissing her passionately. She gasped as Derek entered her, and I could feel his rhythm through her. He switched to me, filling me, causing me to groan, then back to Jill. Back and forth, pleasuring us both. I could tell Jill was close, heard her cries of frustration when he switched to me. The next time he went to her, I lifted my head.

"Stay with Jill," I gasped.

He did, and I kissed her harder, both my hands on her breasts, my body pulsing against hers. She broke away from the kiss, gasping and clutching me. She let out two short cries, then a long, loud groan, throwing her head back and closing her eyes. Derek kept thrusting until she relaxed, then abruptly rolled me onto my back beside her and climbed on top. Jill turned her head, kissing my arm, and slid a hand underneath me to squeeze my rear. As my Derek's cock drove into me, I knew it wouldn't be long before I finished. After a moment he gasped, pounding into me harder and deeper, and I held onto him tight as we came together, him in silence and me with loud screams.

Derek collapsed onto me, then after a moment crawled over Jill to lie on the other side of her. I rolled over, slinging an arm across her stomach. She was still breathing heavily. I kissed her tenderly.

"It.. it doesn't taste like... cherry anymore," she said.

I chuckled.

"Is that why you did all this? For cherry chapstick? You know it's like, fifty nine cents at the drugstore."

She smiled and hit me with a limp arm.

"Don't bother me, I'm sleeping," she mumbled.

"You lie, you're totally awake." I could feel myself fading though. Derek had already passed out, I saw.

"Good night, Ana."

"Good night, Jill."

I snuggled next to her, reaching across to lay a hand on my husband's arm, and drifted off into well deserved slumber.