Chapter 10

Laura pushed her plate away with a sigh of contentment. "You are a good cook," she said.

Erica smiled and nodded. "I have many talents, darling."

Laura's smile was weaker then Erica's. "Yes, I think I discovered a couple of them last night at the party."

"I'll clear the table, then we'll have coffee in the living room," Erica said.

"I can help. I don't want to sit and twiddle my thumbs while you work. Besides, you did the cooking."

They worked together smoothly and quickly had the kitchen spruced up and the dishes in the dishwasher. Erica carried the coffee service into the living room and set it on the coffee table. She sat in a chair facing the table and Laura sat on the couch.

"Did Tom call you this morning?" Erica asked.

"Yes. We had a long chat."

"Are you going to fuck him?" Erica asked, catching Laura totally off guard.

Laura came within a drop of coffee of choking. She did nearly spit her coffee across the table. She coughed and sputtered and swallowed with difficulty. "Pardon me," she gasped.

"Relax, darling," Erica said. "I'm not going to bite your pretty ass. Although I'm tempted. We're just two girls having a friendly chat."

Laura relaxed visibly. She picked up her cup and took another sip of coffee. "I don't have any close girlfriends. None that I can have intimate talks with anyway."

"Every girl needs one close friend. I would like to be yours."

"Yes, I would like that," Laura replied. "Tom is going to take a long lunch tomorrow. I agreed to meet him."

"And you're going to fuck him," Erica said, just as calmly as before. "He's got a good cock and really knows how to fuck." She chuckled. "But then, you know that. You watched him fuck me last night."

"Oh!" Laura croaked. She put her hand over her mouth and coughed hard to clear her throat. "I've never had such a conversation with anyone, man or woman." She took another sip of coffee. She wished it was something stronger that would bolster her courage. "You know Jack well, don't you?"

"In what sense, darling? I do some work for him now and then. We aren't close friends."

"Has he fucked you?" Laura's boldness startled her, and she blushed brightly.

"How much do you know about your husband's work?"

"Not much. He never talks about it at home. Hell, he never talks about much of anything. When he's home at all. You don't have to tiptoe around the truth with me. I know him. All too well. He fucks anything that will hold still for a second. If he isn't fucking you, he's a damn fool."

"Yes, he fucks me occasionally," Erica said. "Usually, he sends the background information on my assignments by courier. Sometimes, he brings them personally."

"So he can fuck you," Laura said slowly. "Is he good with you?"

"Now, you're putting me on the spot, darling. Talking to a woman about her husband makes me feel funny. Telling her how well he fucks makes me feel damned awkward."

"I'm not going to get pissed," Laura said. "I just want to know. He's a wham-bam kind of guy with me. An overeager rabbit who never makes love to my body to get me really turned on before fucking me. Get on, get it done and get off is more his style."

"He isn't the best I've ever had," Erica said. "I have to turn myself on and do most of the work."

"Have you had a lot of men?"

Erica grinned. "Depends on what you mean by a lot. However you count, I haven't had my share yet. I have had enough to know when they're good, average or bad."

"I'm not surprised that you have to turn yourself on with Jack. Left to his own devices, I think he could fuck up a wet dream without half-trying."

"If you feel that way about him, why did you marry him?"

"Who knows beforehand?" Laura said. "He took the time to do it right before we married. I have money, Erica. A lot of money. A trust fund from my father. But I couldn't have it until I married, and I lose it if I get a divorce. My father was very old-fashioned. He thought the sun rose and set in Jack's ass." She shook her head. "God, if he only knew! Jack's got a terrific body, right? All those bulging muscles he works on so diligently. A girl's pussy gets all wet and gooey just looking at him and imagining how much fun she could have fucking him, right?"

"Yeah," Erica agreed truthfully.

"Well, you also know that he pumps up every muscle in his body except the one that truly matters. I get more excited when I jack off than I do when he fucks me." Laura closed her eyes and shivered. "I know it might sound weird, but this conversation is making me hot," she said softly. She sighed with woe. "Sometimes, I wish that I did get it on with girls." She didn't understand why she actually felt guilty for admitting it. She opened her eyes and looked at Erica.

Erica had done a little magic trick with her dress. It lay fully open, framing her nude body in such a tantalizing way. Her large tits stood firm and proud, capped by very large pinkish brown, astonishingly thick nipples that looked positively suckable. Her pubic bush was very dense, and Laura was startled to see, trimmed in the shape of a heart. Laura had never seen more beautiful, shapely legs. She understood why Erica drove men wild.

"God, you're beautiful," Laura said softly.

Erica smiled. "Thank you." She left her dress lying in the chair and went across the room. She turned on the stereo, selected a station playing soft rock, and turned to face Laura. "Are you shy?" she asked.

"Well, sure, at times," Laura said.

"If I asked you to undress, right here and now, would you do it?"

Laura blanched. She swallowed hard and licked her lips nervously. "Well, I don't understand why you want me to, but I guess I could."

Erica waited silently. Laura stood and took a deep breath. Her fingers trembled as she began to unbutton her blouse. She steadied her nerves and looked at Erica.

Erica held out her hands. "Dance with me."

Laura took Erica's hand and squeezed it hard. Erica could feel her trembling.

"Come on, darling," Erica said softly. "I know you're nervous. We aren't going to do anything you don't want to happen."

"Maybe that's what I'm afraid of," Laura said meekly.

Erica put her hands on Laura's hips and looked into her eyes. "You're a beautiful, sexy woman, darling. Tom was right. You need to relax and enjoy life."

"Who ... leads?" Laura asked in a broken whisper.

"Doesn't matter, darling. Put your arms around my neck and we'll just go along together."

Erica kept a little distance between herself and Laura and they danced as well as possible on the thick carpet. "Now, this isn't so hard, is it?" she said, smiling. Laura shook her head. She kissed Laura tenderly on the mouth. "That wasn't either, was it?" Laura shook her head again. "Did you like it?"

"Yeah, sort of, I guess," Laura whispered nervously.

"We kissed last night, but have you ever really kissed another girl?" Erica asked. "Not a peck on the cheek. A real sexy kiss on the mouth, with tongue and everything."

Laura shook her head. "You startled me last night when you kissed me. But I sort of liked it," she said timidly. "I guess."

Erica spread her fingers and slid her hand up behind Laura's head, through her hair. She touched her lips to Laura's tenderly. Laura hesitated, started to pull away, hesitated again, then leaned forward. She shivered when she felt Erica's bare tits pressing into her chest. Erica ran the tip of her tongue lightly over Laura's lips.

After a brief hesitation, Laura parted her lips and let the tongue enter her mouth. To her great surprise, she liked the softness of Erica's lips and the tenderness of her tongue. She returned the kiss with slowly building passion.

Erica slid her hands under Laura's short skirt and cupped her ass. Laura shivered and sighed. Erica teased Laura's tongue with her own and enticed it into her mouth.

Erica sucked Laura's tongue tenderly for a few moments, then broke the kiss. She didn't want to get too aggressive yet. She put her hands back on Laura's hips and looked into her eyes.

"Did you like it?" she asked with a sweet smile.

"Yes," Laura said very softly.

"So did I. You kiss me this time."

Laura put her hands on Erica's cheeks and very slowly put their mouths together. Her lips suddenly came alive and she thrust her tongue into Erica's mouth.

Erica put both hands back under Laura's skirt. She pulled them close together and caressed and kneaded the bare cheeks of Laura's ass. Laura curved her crotch forward and pressed their mounds together.

Erica made no attempt to break the kiss. She continued to caress and play with Laura's ass, even running the tip of one finger up and down the cleft in her ass. She put one hand on Laura's perky ass and her other hand over her mound. She extended her middle finger and began to rub her clit.

Laura caught one of Erica's long nipples between her lips and began to suck delicately. She slid her left foot forward, parting her thighs in submission, both to Erica and to her own desire. Erica stroked her clit lightly. She began to strum her clit faster.

Laura suddenly began to moan and jerk. She lifted her head and kissed Erica with more passion than she had felt in years. Her hands went wild, feeling Erica's tits. Her orgasm was quick and sharp. Reluctant to break their kiss, she pulled her mouth away slowly, leaving her tongue in Erica's mouth as long as possible. She sighed deeply and shivered. She stepped back, her face flushed a rosy pink, a sign of passion, not embarrassment. She stared at Erica's big bare tits with wide-eyed wonder.

"Oh, my," she muttered breathlessly. "Look at you. They're beautiful."

"Thank you," Erica said. "I liked it when you kissed them last night." She lifted Laura's hands and put them on her tits.

Laura shivered and said, "Oooooo." She ran her hands all over the big melons, exploring every inch of the pliable flesh. She watched with enchantment as the nipples swelled and lengthened.

Erica walked over to the couch and sat down. "Will you undress for me now?"

Silently, Laura quickly removed her blouse and skirt and stood before Erica in her half-cup bra, thong panties, garter belt, hose and high heels.

"You're very beautiful," Erica said huskily. "Do you always wear a garter belt and hose?"

"Most of the time. I don't like pantyhose."

"Neither do I." Erica cupped her tits and ran her thumbs over her nipple. "Take off your bra and panties. Please. I saw only part of your body last night."

Laura shrugged and removed her panties and bra. She straightened up after pushing her panties down and she saw that Erica had one finger in the top of her slit, idly toying with her clit.

"Marvelous," Erica said, her voice soft and seductive.

Laura looked down at her own tits. "Your tits are bigger," she said.

"Not by much," Erica said. "Yours are very pretty. I love those big nipples. I don't understand why Jack doesn't fuck you every chance he gets. I'll bet you give a man a really wild ride. You said that you don't get it on with girls, but you touched my pussy last night while Tom was fucking me. Would you touch it again?"