The Game Ch. 03

Jean climbed off the bed and went into the living room. As I couldn't hear the conversation, I got up and went into the bathroom. I found a clean towel, which Jean must have put out sometime, and decided to have a shower. I had just finished rinsing off, when I noticed a shadow by the open shower door. Wiping water from my face, I saw Jean leaning on the wall, watching me wash.

"Enjoying the view then?"

"You bet." She said. "It's one that I could very easily become used to seeing."

"You're not so bad yourself, you know. Standing there flashing your pussy. What did she say, then?"

Standing upright, Jean stood with her feet apart and looked me in the eyes. She slowly ran her hands down over her breasts, caressing and pinching her nipples, until they were hard and erect. Then her hands moved down to her crotch. Slowly, she rubbed her fingers up and down her slit, slipping her middle finger into the wet lips, right up to the third knuckle.

"She's a bit apprehensive, but will be over this afternoon." Jean said with a sly smile on her lips. All the time dipping her finger in and out of her pussy.

"Err... What... Oh yes, she's coming this afternoon." I said not really concentrating on what Jean was saying. "Can I do something to help you?"

"No. Why would you think that?"

"You seem to have an itch. Thought I might have something that would be a better fit than your finger?"

"Oh, I don't think, Iknow you have just the right tool for the job. However, as Sarah is coming over, I think you should save yourself for later."

"I suppose so, but you really are very sexy and desirable. What did you tell her then?"

"Thank you, nice to know I'm wanted." Jean said. "I told her that you are not here to teach, just show her what a good time is all about. She doesn't have to fuck you, but if she wants to, then she has to tell you. That's about it. Oh, I may have said that you might give her a little oral! She really is quite anxious, I think probably she's shy. Not had much experience, and not been with many guys."

"Are you going to be OK with this?" I asked. "After all, I will be kissing her in all sorts of places, and possibly fucking her as well."

"Yes, of course. Why shouldn't I be OK?"

"Just asking, that's all."

"Come on, you can't leave it in the air like that. What are you getting at?" Jean asked.

"Well, I may be wrong, but I have the impression that we are little more than just Saturday night fuck buddies. I'm becoming quite fond of you, and wouldn't want anything to spoil the relationship."

Jean let my comment hang in the air for a moment. Then pulling her finger out of her pussy, she took the two steps over to me. Reaching up, she pulled me down and gave me a very long, and a very passionate kiss.

"I hadn't liked to say anything, in case I was making a fool of myself. But after last night, I knew that I could very easily become used to waking up in bed with you beside me. Or even in me!" She said with a very cheeky smile.

"So, will you be all right with me ravishing this fit little hockey bunny then?"

"Yes, of course. It's a one off to show her that Aphrodite does exist. And I shall be with you all the time and hopefully joining in as well."

"It gets better and better." I said as I bent down to kiss Jean again. Our lips met and moulded together, our tongues dancing around. I could feel my dick start to harden, and so did Jean.

"None of that, big boy. You need to save yourself for later. I think we better get dressed and then have a bite to eat."

"Sounds like a good plan. I need to go back to my flat and freshen up, and find some clean clothes too. I'll just get dressed and go and do that now, should be back in about half an hour."

I dried myself, in between a little fondle of Jean's pussy. I really didn't want to leave, eventually putting on the clothes from last night. I kissed her goodbye, well, really just another excuse to find her very wet love hole, and left her to shower.

Going out of the front door, I walked to my car. Sitting in the driver's seat, I paused for a moment to reflect on the last few weeks. Supermarket meals, to a night with Jean. And now an afternoon that sounded if it could be very interesting indeed. Time will tell!

The End