by Cyan
Copyright 2004 by Cyan
All Rights Reserved; No Redistribution.
We stood outside, staring back at the front door. I sensed Jenna was distinctly unhappy. "She'll be out in a minute," I said.
Jenna sniffed. There was still conversation within, and I heard what sounded like Cathy's laugh. When I sensed Jenna react, I knew it was going to be a long, cold ride. Unless, of course, Cathy remained behind and found someone else to ride home with.
I recalled Cathy at the party, surrounded by the men. All of them paying attention to every inanity she came out with. I wondered if Jenna would have refused to bring her, but I couldn't turn Cathy down even though I'd had a good idea what our evening was going to be like. "Why do they pay attention to her?" I said. I hadn't meant to ask it aloud.
Jenna sniffed again. It was a silly question, of course. "She's got a lot of what they want," said Jenna. I supposed she meant Cathy's boobs, which to be honest, weren't overly huge or anything like that, but Cathy did tend to make sure they were noticed. "Let's leave," Jenna added.
Once Jenna had said it, it felt inevitable that she'd make the suggestion. "We can't," I said.
"Why not? She's got all the rides she wants," said Jenna. That might be true but I'd brought her and certainly couldn't abandon her. "Any one of them with brains enough to look past her tits could be driving her home already," Jenna added, "probably with her mouth around his shaft while they drove."
"Jenna!" I said.
Jenna gave a mirthless laugh. "You know it's true," she said. "She lives for sex and would spread for any of 'em. After she was done kneeling."
I looked at Jenna, leaning against the side of my car with me, and had a thought. "Are you jealous?" I asked.
"Of that?" she said, disparagingly. Then she sighed.
The voices were noticeably louder, then Cathy appeared at the door, her night's "harem" around her, seeing her off. "Bye," she said, grinning as if that one word was a clever parting shot, then turned to us, still grinning. "They're so sweet," she said.
"Yeah," I heard Jenna mutter under her breath, and I inwardly pleaded for both of them to cool it.
Soon we were driving away. "That Ron is a cut-up," said Cathy, clearly unaware of Jenna's mood. "So, why did you two slip out so soon?"
I sensed that there might be an awkward silence, and said, "I wasn't planning to stay too late."
"You'd probably stay later if you didn't hang out over there away from the guys," said Cathy.
I listened hard for any snicker from Jenna, but for once, she seemed to hold herself in check. Sure, if Cathy hadn't been monopolizing all the guys, there might have been some conversation for the rest of us. "Oh, we can't compete with you," I heard myself say, but fortunately it came out lightly.
Cathy laughed as if that were funny. "Don't be silly," she said. Then she added, "I guess I should have talked to you girls some." Neither Jenna nor I said a word. I had no idea what to say aloud to that. You think? were the words that came to mind. "We girls can have fun," she added.
"I guess you're right, we really don't get together much," said Jenna. Suddenly I was alarmed. Jenna's voice was friendly, a bit over-friendly, given the mood I knew her to be in. "Say, why don't we get together tonight? Just the three of us," added Jenna.
Cathy laughed. I wondered if she had late-night plans, but most of all I wondered what Jenna was up to! "Well.." said Cathy.
"Sure!" said Jenna. "We can go to Eve's place, right Eve? I'll bet you've got a bottle of wine."
Alarm bells were going off in my head. To my place? Both of them? "That'd be fun!" said Cathy.
* * *
I sat there, hardly able to believe my ears. The bottle was almost done, and Jenna sat there on my couch, encouraging Cathy to talk. She'd even asked Cathy for advice on men!
Cathy looked totally innocent even as she patronized us with her "expertise", but she positively glowed when Jenna managed to make reference to Cathy's beauty.
"You're beautiful too," said Cathy, a good deal more blunt than Jenna had been. "Both of you," she added, for my benefit. "And smart," she added.
"No, really," said Jenna. "You've got the beautiful body. Your chest is perfect."
Cathy blushed. "Not hardly," she said.
"Show 'em to us," said Jenna. Cathy looked just as amazed as I felt at that outrageous suggestion. "Come on," said Jenna, "it's just us girls, not like we're in public or anything. Beauty should be appreciated."
Cathy smiled, and I sensed she was trying to make it a joke, but was embarrassed as well. "Come on," said Jenna. "Undo your blouse."
"Jenna!" said Cathy, grinning.
"But you're so beautiful," said Jenna. "Here, I'll do it." And with that, she reached for Cathy's blouse herself.
Cathy shrunk away from her, lifting her arms just a touch defensively. I stared, unable to fathom what had got a hold of Jenna. When Cathy had put her arms up, Jenna gently took hold of her wrists. Then, she signaled me!
I didn't know what to do. Cathy was totally embarrassed, and Jenna was acting like a mad woman, holding Cathy's wrists. "They're so pretty," Jenna said to Cathy. Then she gave me a significant glance.
"Uh," I said.
"Oh, come over here, Eve," said Jenna, as if she had to cajole a reluctant child or something. "Come," she added with a smile.
This had all gotten too weird. But somehow, Jenna's more direct command had me unable to find a smooth way out. "Jenna," I said, but even as I spoke, I moved closer.
Jenna smiled. "Just undo her blouse," said Jenna.
Cathy seemed to shiver. I sensed her embarrassment, but also wondered at how silent she'd become, no longer objecting aloud. What was going on here? "Do it," said Jenna.
Reaching through their arms, I undid Cathy's buttons. "See?" said Jenna. Then letting go of Cathy's wrists, she pushed the blouse over Cathy's shoulders. "Undo her bra," said Jenna.
Jenna wanted me to undo it. Cathy still sat there, now looking mesmerized. She was in her bra while Jenna and I were dressed and it was all wrong in so many ways. Jenna slowly took Cathy's fingers in her own, folding hands with Cathy. I realized Cathy was just looking out into space. "Fine," said Jenna, in a low voice, almost as if she were trying to sooth both Cathy and me. Cathy's back was within easy reach, with the hooks of her bra.
I found myself reaching toward Cathy's back. Cathy seemed to wake and shrank away from my reach. And suddenly Jenna leaned forward and kissed Cathy on the lips.
They sat like that. I froze, trying to take this all in. Somehow Jenna managed to signal me to continue, even as she kissed Cathy. They simply sat there, lips together.
Finally Jenna's arms slipped around Cathy and she undid Cathy's bra as they sat there. Then, slipping it off, she broke the kiss.
Cathy looked very confused. But she didn't move, not at all. Jenna once again signaled me to come closer. When I did, she took my hand and put it on Cathy's breast.
Cathy's breasts are perfect, and touching them had me as confused as Cathy appeared. Somehow Jenna got me to slip around behind Cathy and I had both hands on her breasts from behind her, her body soon leaning back against me. I felt myself fingering her nipples. I sensed Jenna working on Cathy's pants. "You are irresistible," Jenna said, leaning in to kiss Cathy again, and soon I found myself supporting Cathy's body as she leaned back against me.
Jenna's fingers worked on Cathy's body even when she finished the kiss and Cathy still looked like she was in another world. "Get a belt," said Jenna to me.
"What?" I whispered back.
"A leather belt," said Jenna.
"What for?"
Jenna just gave me an odd look, and turned her attention back to Cathy, kissing her again. Then pulled me closer, and soon I found myself kissing Cathy. Cathy's body was so soft and trim, and she kissed in a dreamy way. We kissed and kissed and I soon found Cathy was prone and I was on top of her. I touched her nipples while I kissed her.
I heard the front door and in the back of my mind, I knew Jenna had left. And I was in no mood to pay Jenna any mind, wanting no more than what I was getting from Cathy. Soon I was naked too, our legs intertwined as we kissed.
I suppose we were in our own little world, but finally I came to realize that Jenna stood above us once again. I wondered why she had to come back, but soon looked up at her, despite my nakedness.
She had things in her hand. Kneeling and smiling, she showed one item to be handcuffs, and in seconds, she had them on Cathy's wrists.
Cathy finally seemed back in the real world and more than a little alarmed. "Kiss her," said Jenna, clearly to me. When I stared at Jenna, she motioned encouragement with her head. I did as she asked, despite Cathy's evident fright. In a moment, Cathy began kissing me back again, despite her bound hands.
"Use this," said Jenna, in my ear. When I finally broke my kiss with Cathy, I found Jenna holding a strap-on dildo. I couldn't believe it!
"No," I managed to say to Jenna, then kissed Cathy again, this time on her cheek. Cathy remained silent.
Jenna sniffed. "You get a blonde going, it's cruel not to fuck her," she said.
"Good God," was all I managed to say. By this time, Cathy and I were sitting again, and seemed to grow aware of the facts of our situation. Both Cathy and I were suddenly acutely embarrassed.
"OK, I'm going," said Jenna, as if in response to our dilemma. With that, she leaned over and kissed Cathy hard on the mouth. Then, before turning to leave, she put one more thing in my hand, a stick. I realized it was a spanking implement, and probably very painful. "If you're smart, you'll make good use of it," said Jenna as she turned away.
We heard the front door close. I looked at Cathy, still feeling more than a little abashed. I was naked and she was not only naked, but handcuffed. She was beautiful. I leaned in and kissed her again.
On and on we kissed. Over time, the image came back into my mind, of Jenna, fully dressed, kissing nude Cathy in handcuffs. I couldn't get rid of that mental image as I held Cathy in my arms. But it was hours before I finally followed Jenna's advice.
Cyan Stories
Erotic fiction, sex stories, for erotica lovers.