by Cyan
Copyright 2004 by Cyan
All Rights Reserved; No Redistribution.
"And why not?" said Susan, approaching me. I felt like a fool backing up as she reached for my collar. I never should have let her into the apartment.
"I'm afraid not," I repeated, figuring her question hardly deserved an answer. I wasn't about to cheat on Penny, who would be more shocked than me to see the way Susan was acting.
"I don't believe you answered my question," she said, still edging closer. I realized she could back me into a wall and it would all grow even more absurd. I held my ground, and when she reached up, as if to adjust my clothes, I grabbed her wrists.
"Oh, ho," she said, looking at each wrist, apparently delighted at my defensive reaction.
"You'd better go," I said, flatly.
She gave me a considering look. I wondered if it had been a mistake to grab her wrists, but I couldn't see an alternative. "You still haven't given me a reason," she said.
"Perhaps I'm just not interested," I said.
Another mistake. Her smile was definitely telling me we both knew that wasn't quite the truth as she raised her thigh between my legs to press it against my now hardening cock. "I think we can eliminate that objection," she said.
"Penny and I..." I started, but faltered. I knew what I wanted to say but I suppose my ego still didn't want it to sound too stodgy. Are true to each other? Are monogamous? "Penny and I don't do that."
It certainly didn't appear to dampen her enthusiasm. "Now," she said, "I wouldn't be too sure of that." She was certainly declaring that she still figured I was seducible, unless of course she was saying something about Penny, but that was patently absurd. "Who knows what Penny is up to when you're not around?"
If it had been a guy, I might have been angry at such an insinuation, but all I saw was Susan hanging herself. "Now even you have to admit that you've gone from absurd to ridiculous," I said. I knew I needed to let go of her wrists, but I still sensed that would lead to more problems.
"Well," she said, apparently not discouraged in the slightest, "perhaps it's time you learned the truth about your Penny."
I suppose the one thing that gave me pause was the confidence she displayed, and I involuntarily let go of her wrists. Thankfully, she didn't immediately advance on me. I could imagine she was a good actress and wondered if she'd start spinning a lie to try to get me started on a touch of doubt. "I don't even care to hear you out," I said, and as if finally finding the part I ought to be playing, I made for the front door, holding it open for her.
"But you don't have to hear me out," she said, still seeming as confident as ever. "All you have to do is watch this."
And she indicated a video tape, that I supposed she'd brought though I hadn't noticed her put it down before. "Out!" I said, perhaps loud enough for a neighbor to hear if they had their door open. Susan gave me a bright smile as she obeyed.
And I found myself with that damned tape.
It wasn't thirty seconds later that the curiosity got me, to find out what she could possibly be up to. I popped it in the VCR and started it.
It was Penny, sitting at a kitchen table, Susan's I gathered. Susan walked right in, approaching Penny and put her hands on Penny's shoulder in a gesture that was easily recognized as a come-on. "So he's gone for a couple of hours you say?" said Susan.
Penny laughed. "While the cat's away?" she said.
I sat there, stunned. Susan leaned down closer. "Just as I suspected," Susan said.
"Oh!" said Penny suddenly, and involuntarily pushed Susan away. I knew from her gestures that Penny was blushing hard at that moment. "Uh, I'm afraid..."
"Not a reason in the world to be afraid," said Susan.
"Look, Susan, I guess I'm flattered, but no," Penny said, giving the last word quiet emphasis.
"Oh, and why not?" said Susan, approaching Penny again, who was still seated. This was all too familiar but I'd certainly had no clue that Penny had as much trouble with Susan as I did.
"You know why not," said Penny.
"Perhaps I don't," said Susan, keeping her voice lighter as if not to let things get too serious. They stared at each other.
"Well, for one thing," said Penny finally, "I'm not interested. Besides being married."
"Oh, but he's not here at the moment," said Susan.
"That hardly matters," said Penny, finally standing as if to leave. "Listen, like I said, it's flattering..."
Susan had moved in on Penny who was trapped against the table. Susan took Penny's hands and held them. "Oh yes it does matter," said Susan. "You're here and he's not. And as you pointed out, we have time." As she said it, she ran a hand up Penny's arm.
"No!" said Penny, recoiling, and pulling her arm away though hardly out of reach. Susan merely allowed her to withdraw it, then proceeded to do the same with her other arm.
"Come on, you know you're curious. You want it. Badly."
"You know I shouldn't," said Penny.
There was more silence. Susan still had a hand on Penny's arm which Penny grabbed with her other hand, and found herself holding Susan's wrist. Like I'd been holding them, and Penny immediately perceived that that might not have been much of a help. "You say you shouldn't," said Susan. "That's not quite the same thing as saying you aren't interested, is it?"
And as I watched, I could see Penny looking trapped. "That's not the issue," she said.
"So you are interested," said Susan, her other hand beginning its wondering up Penny's arm again.
"I can't and you know it," said Penny. "And I'm not interested," she added as an afterthought.
Susan merely smiled. "Take off your blouse," she said.
For moments there was nothing, just the two of them eying each other. "It's nothing sexual," Susan finally said. "We're merely trying on clothes or something. I want to see it." As she said that, she indicated Penny's blouse.
"I can't," said Penny. She was acting frightened.
"Yes you can," said Susan. "It's no big deal." Then she waited, but finally added. "That's all we'll do."
"No," said Penny.
"Yes," responded Susan. "Do it."
I watched Penny, obviously uncomfortable. And as I watched, she began doing it, unbuttoning.
They said nothing. When Penny had it off, Susan held out her hand and Penny handed it to her. Susan almost made a show of not looking a bit at what was in her hand, and said, "I want to see the bra too."
"Look..." began Penny.
"Right now," said Susan, surprisingly sharply. "Do it," she added. I realized her voice was no longer light, but was demanding.
Penny undid her bra and in seconds, Susan held it in the same hand as the blouse, still watching Penny. "Now," said Susan. "Lift your arms over your head, holding your wrists together."
Penny did it.
I heard the front door behind me. In shock, I turned to find Penny coming in the door. She was early or I'd been too distracted to pay attention to the time. She stared at the television for two seconds. Then, dropping something, she said "No!" and practically ran to the television, standing in front of it as if to block me. As I watched, she stared at me, obviously panicked. "Don't look!" she said, then "Turn it off. Please!"
I was in too much confusion to do so immediately, but after I had a chance to see the pleading look on her face, I turned it off with the remote. On the tape, Penny had been standing there, her arms held above her head as Susan instructed while Susan slowly approached her and began running hands up and down the side of her body.
"I can't believe she..." said Penny, still looking stricken. I couldn't help it, it was a reaction to her obvious discomfort that I stood and approached her to fold her in my arms.
But she backed away from me. "I'm horrible," she said, still sounding distraught. "Don't touch me!"
Taken aback, I stopped momentarily, but quickly thought better of it and in a moment she was in my arms, apparently wanting to be there. "I swear it was only the one time. Why did she give you a tape? What does she want?"
I thought about that. To make trouble, no doubt. "Apparently she wants both of us," I said aloud. I found myself wondering what more was on the tape, feeling guilty about having that thought.
"We can't do that," said Penny.
"Do what?" I said, not sure what she meant.
Penny seemed to reconsider what she said, as if she were uncomfortable with something about it. "Let her have what she wants," she finally said.
It finally struck me. Once again, she hadn't said we wouldn't be interested or that Susan was disgusting or anything like that. She'd merely said it would be wrong. If you could do anything you pleased, what would it be? I asked her mentally but I didn't say the words aloud. "You must think I'm awful," Penny said, apparently sensing some of my thoughts. She always was that way with me.
A noise caught our attention. Letting go of Penny, I turned as she did. Susan stood in the living room, having just shut the front door and I seemed to recall Penny had never quite shut it before. "Now isn't this cozy," Susan said, smiling.
Penny didn't seem to know more what to do to that than I did. I moved closer to Penny, wanting to show Susan she hadn't managed to split us apart as well as to give Penny support. Somehow it seemed to backfire though, with Susan's cozy comment seeming all the more apt, as if we might be playing into Susan's hands.
"Well," said Susan after we said nothing, "I think I'd like to see this blouse." She held out her hand as if to receive it.
I well knew a kind of moment of truth was at hand. Things could go in so many directions. Penny and I could throw Susan out, pushing the tape into her hands as she left. There was a lot to say for that.
I considered the fact that Penny hadn't made a move in that direction. Was she leaving it to me to make a move? To test me? If so, what was she hoping I'd do?
Or did Susan have her entranced to the degree that my position wasn't secure here? If I made a move to throw her out, would Penny stick with me? I saw Susan slowly smile. It seemed almost like she didn't care how it came from, she was enjoying this. "Well?" she said.
Maybe I made some sort of move, to give Penny just a touch of space. She'd need a little room to comply if that's what she was going to do. If I really did withdraw an inch, maybe Penny took that as my decision. I couldn't see Penny deferring to me on such a thing, but she'd always been loyal. It was just hard to figure what the loyal thing would be in this situation.
As I stood there, Penny began to slip off her blouse.
Susan smiled at us.
* * *
Susan straddled me. She was still dressed while my shirt and undershirt were gone, and my pants and underpants pulled down to my knees. As I lay on the bed, my arms were above my head, my wrists crossed just like Penny had been on the tape. Next to us, Penny lay, in exactly the same state of dress and attitude as me. Susan was touching her nipple, smiling at both of us. Penny was growing more and more aroused. Even then, I wondered what more had been on the tape. Susan reached behind herself with her other hand, grasping my cock, then touching the underside lightly with her finger. I heard Penny's breathing grow harder. "Believe me," said Susan, "this is only the beginning."
Cyan Stories
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