When Jenny appeared again, it was Thursday evening. Dana was wearing one of Ed´s shirts, making dinner.
“Hi, Jenny, thanks for calling this morning, I was wondering where you were.”
“Well, you knew where, but you´re welcome. I had Shel bring me by here so I could change and pick up my car. I was a little late to work, but no problem.”
Dana turned to look at her friend, her shirt open, her body relaxed and lovely. “So, how was it?”
Jenny grinned. “Wonderful. Wait ´till I change, I´ll tell you all about it.” She ran upstairs, returning shortly dressed only in tap pants whose open lace clearly showed her bush. She posed for Dana. “Like ´em? I got them at Melanie´s this noon.”
Dana drew her close, kissed her, and ran her hands over and under the garment. “Like the feel. I´ll see how they taste later,” she said, and went back to her cooking. “Come on, now. I want the play-by-play.”
Jenny picked up one of the potatoes that were on the counter. “Sliced or diced?” she asked.
“Gonna be mashed,” Dana said, and Jenny started peeling as she talked.
“Well, we went to his place. It´s up there on the hill near NCAR. I wasn´t very subtle about any of it. At Tom´s, I just grabbed his thigh and said I´d go with him after. Of course, we talked a bit at Tom´s and while he drove, but it didn´t count for much. Bless him, though, when we got to his house, before we got out of the car, he said, ‘You sure about this?´ I said to him, ‘What I´m sure of is, I want to take our clothes off, and then I want to fuck. That okay with you?´ ‘Just making perfectly sure,´ he said.”
“You´re right. Not subtle. But nice of him, as you say.” Dana was stirring something.
“Well, with my history, you can be sure I appreciated it. I would have screwed him anyway, but that really got things off to a good start. When we got inside, we had a short discussion about who was going to strip whom, but we got through that pretty quick.”
“What do you mean? Discussion.” Dana tasted the contents of the pot, added salt.
“I asked him if he was going to take my shirt off, and while he did, I took his off. Then, he asked me if I was going to leave his pants on, so I took them off, too. It took a while, because he still had boots on, and he kept playing with my tits while I took them off.”
“Sounds like a meaningful discussion to me,” Dana said, her head in the refrigerator.
“Anyway, we made it to the bedroom and... Oh, did I mention he has a big cock?”
“No, not that I remember.” A tomato fell into pieces on the cutting board.
“Yeah. Thick and long. Really something new to me. I spent about fifteen minutes getting it into me.” She began dicing the potatoes. “This enough?” she asked.
“Uh-huh. Was it that hard... uh, I mean...”
“Hard as a warm, slippery rock. No, I just took my time with it. It was so much fun, first getting it in – the head, you know – then playing with it, popping it in and out. We were laughing; it made noises.” Jenny popped her finger from her cheek with a ‘Pop!´.
They giggled, and Jenny went on, “But finally, I just sat down on it, and it came right out my ears. Wonderful feeling. We fucked all night.”
“You must be really tired.” Dana took the pan of potatoes, threw in salt and a couple of garlic cloves and put it on the stove. “You don´t look it, though.”
“No, I got quite a bit of sleep.” Dana snorted. “Really. We´d fuck, I´d come a few times, he´d come, and we´d go to sleep with his cock still inside me. When we woke up, his cock´d still be there, and we´d just start again. Didn´t matter if he was in front or in back. So, in a way, you could say we fucked for at least eight hours. And I woke up feeling like a... Well, I sure felt good.”
“I could learn to hate you, you know,” Dana observed mildly. “You´ve got me ready to go.”
“How long´s this stuff going to take?” Jenny slid her panties down her legs and went to Dana, pushing the shirt off her shoulders.
“Long enough. Come on. Maybe Ed´ll come home and catch us.”
“Oh, hey. I asked Shel for dinner tomorrow. You got anything going?”
“Umm. Maybe we should discuss this with Ed. Okay with you?”
“What I had in mind. Here, bend over, so I can... Yeah.”
.oOo.
Ed and Sheldon got along well, talking about the building project Sheldon was involved in, just chatting. The dinner was one of Dana´s better efforts, and they sat afterwards sipping wine and talking together about vacation plans and what the summer might bring. After a reasonable interval, Jenny took Shel´s hand and led him upstairs, saying ‘Good Night´.
Ed and Dana spent a moment or two picking up and starting the dishwasher before they, too went upstairs. They paused outside Jenny´s door, listening to the unmistakable sounds of Jenny enjoying sex, and went into their own room, from which similar sounds shortly issued.
In the night, Jenny´s door opened, and her naked form slipped into the bathroom; the light went on. She was sitting on the toilet, legs crossed, examining her fingernails, when Dana entered. Jenny rose and Dana took her place. When they had finished, they flushed, hugged, turned out the light, and went back to bed, Dana with Sheldon, Jenny with Ed.