to the hallway. “Who is it?” she called.
“Penny!”
Michelle ran a hand through her tousled hair. “Just a sec’!” She grabbed her top and dragged it over her head, then pulled on her skirt and stepped into the hall bathroom. She wet a hand towel and wiped the tell-tale traces of Nick’s essence from her face and chest. She finger-combed her unruly tresses quickly, checked herself in the mirror, then hurried through the living room and opened the front door.
Penny rushed in. “I was about ready to call the police!”
“What?” Michelle shut the door and led the way into the kitchen. “Why?”
“Because I rang the doorbell a dozen times, and you didn’t answer, so I’ve been pounding on the door for the last ten minutes.”
“What if I just wasn’t here?” Michelle teased.
Penny grinned wickedly. “Then maybe I would have asked the man in blue to search me for unlicensed weapons.”
Michelle laughed as she switched on the coffeemaker.
“So? How was it?” Penny asked.
“How was what?” Michelle replied innocently.
The redhead deposited herself on a chair in the breakfast nook. “Come on, honey. Don’t play coy with me. It’s Penny you’re talking to.”
Michelle smiled. She opened a package of English muffins and popped two into the toaster. “Actually, the evening went frighteningly well.” She grabbed a dish of margarine from the refrigerator, snagged a butter knife, and brought them to the table. “Nick was charming, very attentive. I think he really likes me.”
“Then why did you say ‘frighteningly’?” Penny asked.
“Because,” Michelle replied ruefully, “Nick is…” She blushed. “I fucked him in therestaurant , for God’s sake!”
Penny’s lips quirked. “The restaurant? Where?”
“At the table.” Michelle’s cheeks were flaming, but if she couldn’t discuss this with her best friend, whocould she talk to? And she definitely needed someone to tell her whether she was making a monumental mistake. “It was an intimate place. All the tables were totally screened from each other.”
“Go on…” Penny prompted.
Michelle shook her head. “You’re shameless!”
Penny grinned wickedly. “I just want to know how you did it. I might want to give it a try sometime.”
Michelle shook her head again; but actually, there was a subtle thrill to relating the story of their forbidden encounter. “Nick paid the waiter to disappear for thirty minutes. Then he moved his chair next to mine and asked me to take off my panties.”
“Oooh!”
Michelle glared, and Penny subsided. “So I did. I looked over at him, and he was unzipping his pants and pulling out his penis.”
“Right there?” Penny asked. Michelle nodded. “How was it?”
Michelle’s eyes gazed into the distance. “He’s huge, Penny. Longand thick. And hard.” She shook herself. “But anyway, I was wearing this full skirt, and he pulled it up and had me sit in his lap with it draped around us so we could fuck underneath it…and we did.” She covered her face with her hands to avoid Penny’s scrutiny. “I can’t believe Idid that!”
“Well,I think it’s great.” Penny favored Michelle with a measuring glance. “That’s a stunt worthy ofme !”
“But, it’s aproblem ,” Michelle insisted. “After that, we came back here, and I swear to God, Penny, he made me come a dozen times just playing with my nipples!” She smiled, hugging to herself the knowledge that she had been able to do the same thing for him. She had never before been able to make a man come without touching his penis in some form or fashion. She stood up and grabbed the muffins, which had popped up, and slapped them onto a couple of paper plates, resuming her seat at the table.
Penny sat quietly while they buttered their breakfast and took a couple of bites, then said, “What’s so wrong with that? I thought you were going to accept your sexuality. Put your usual expectations and inhibitions on
“Penny!”
Michelle ran a hand through her tousled hair. “Just a sec’!” She grabbed her top and dragged it over her head, then pulled on her skirt and stepped into the hall bathroom. She wet a hand towel and wiped the tell-tale traces of Nick’s essence from her face and chest. She finger-combed her unruly tresses quickly, checked herself in the mirror, then hurried through the living room and opened the front door.
Penny rushed in. “I was about ready to call the police!”
“What?” Michelle shut the door and led the way into the kitchen. “Why?”
“Because I rang the doorbell a dozen times, and you didn’t answer, so I’ve been pounding on the door for the last ten minutes.”
“What if I just wasn’t here?” Michelle teased.
Penny grinned wickedly. “Then maybe I would have asked the man in blue to search me for unlicensed weapons.”
Michelle laughed as she switched on the coffeemaker.
“So? How was it?” Penny asked.
“How was what?” Michelle replied innocently.
The redhead deposited herself on a chair in the breakfast nook. “Come on, honey. Don’t play coy with me. It’s Penny you’re talking to.”
Michelle smiled. She opened a package of English muffins and popped two into the toaster. “Actually, the evening went frighteningly well.” She grabbed a dish of margarine from the refrigerator, snagged a butter knife, and brought them to the table. “Nick was charming, very attentive. I think he really likes me.”
“Then why did you say ‘frighteningly’?” Penny asked.
“Because,” Michelle replied ruefully, “Nick is…” She blushed. “I fucked him in therestaurant , for God’s sake!”
Penny’s lips quirked. “The restaurant? Where?”
“At the table.” Michelle’s cheeks were flaming, but if she couldn’t discuss this with her best friend, whocould she talk to? And she definitely needed someone to tell her whether she was making a monumental mistake. “It was an intimate place. All the tables were totally screened from each other.”
“Go on…” Penny prompted.
Michelle shook her head. “You’re shameless!”
Penny grinned wickedly. “I just want to know how you did it. I might want to give it a try sometime.”
Michelle shook her head again; but actually, there was a subtle thrill to relating the story of their forbidden encounter. “Nick paid the waiter to disappear for thirty minutes. Then he moved his chair next to mine and asked me to take off my panties.”
“Oooh!”
Michelle glared, and Penny subsided. “So I did. I looked over at him, and he was unzipping his pants and pulling out his penis.”
“Right there?” Penny asked. Michelle nodded. “How was it?”
Michelle’s eyes gazed into the distance. “He’s huge, Penny. Longand thick. And hard.” She shook herself. “But anyway, I was wearing this full skirt, and he pulled it up and had me sit in his lap with it draped around us so we could fuck underneath it…and we did.” She covered her face with her hands to avoid Penny’s scrutiny. “I can’t believe Idid that!”
“Well,I think it’s great.” Penny favored Michelle with a measuring glance. “That’s a stunt worthy ofme !”
“But, it’s aproblem ,” Michelle insisted. “After that, we came back here, and I swear to God, Penny, he made me come a dozen times just playing with my nipples!” She smiled, hugging to herself the knowledge that she had been able to do the same thing for him. She had never before been able to make a man come without touching his penis in some form or fashion. She stood up and grabbed the muffins, which had popped up, and slapped them onto a couple of paper plates, resuming her seat at the table.
Penny sat quietly while they buttered their breakfast and took a couple of bites, then said, “What’s so wrong with that? I thought you were going to accept your sexuality. Put your usual expectations and inhibitions on
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