Chapter 1

Mike Wilkens moved through the throng of teenagers as he made his way down the corridor to his locker. People talked excitedly and locker doors banged as they gathered together their things before leaving for the upcoming long weekend. He nodded and spoke to a few of his fellow students, never actually stopping, but somehow finding time to joke and laugh with a few of them.

He was about five foot ten and a quarterback on the high school football team. He wasn’t the starting quarterback, but he was on the team and that’s what mattered. His jock status, combined with his short dark hair, soft brown eyes and smoldering good looks made him very popular with the ladies as well. Most of the girls halted their conversations and watched as he passed, pretending not to notice their stares. Once they believed he was out of earshot, they would start giggling and chattering again. Life was good.

He turned a corner and caught a glimpse of long blonde hair near the lockers. Jessica Harner. She was on the cheerleading squad and they had been going out for a couple of months. As he neared, he saw that she was wearing her cheerleader uniform, a short white skirt and a red sport bra type top. She was talking with Julie Sykes, a beautiful and curvaceous brunette with a great set of 34 D cups. She was wearing her cheerleader uniform as well and filled out her top very nicely!

He crept up behind Jessica, his finger to his lips so Julie wouldn’t give him away, and planted a quick kiss on her long slender neck. She jumped and spun around, surprised, then smiled. Her face literally lit up when she smiled and her emerald green eyes sparkled. Damn, she was hot! Her long hair fell over her shoulders down to the small of her back and her firm, grapefruit sized tits bounced seductively inside her top as she moved closer and leaned up to kiss him.

“Hi, Mike!” she said as she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.

“Hey, Jess,” he replied, giving her a gentle squeeze. They were both seventeen and had started having sex three weeks earlier. Jessica had been giving him blow jobs since the second week they had been together, but it had taken her another three weeks to go all the way with him. She hadn’t been a virgin, but her only other sexual encounter hadn’t been very satisfying for her and she wanted to make sure she was ready before trying it again. Always the perfect gentleman (well usually), he hadn’t pushed her too hard and when they finally did have sex, she was like a wild animal that had finally been freed. They had done it many times since and more often than not, it was Jessica who initiated their sexual liaisons. They’d even done it at school a couple of times at her insistence, not that he put up much of a fight.

Julie pretended to examine her nails while they embraced.

“So, are we still on for tonight?” he asked, releasing her slender body. She stood about five-foot-six and weighed about one-ten. Her face fell and she shook her head.

“I can’t,” she said in a dejected tone of voice. “I promised Mrs Drew that I’d babysit Becky tonight. Sorry, babe. I forgot all about it.”

Mike looked at her, arching one eyebrow. “Becky Drew? Isn’t she old enough to take care of herself?”

Julie interrupted. “I’m gonna take off, Jess. You better hurry or you’ll be late for practice.” She smiled at Mike. “See ya later, Mike!”

Jessica nodded. “I’ll be right there.”

Mike raised a hand as she turned and walked away, her long legs disappearing under her short white pleated skirt. “See ya, Julie.”

“Hey!” Jessica scolded as she pulled his face away from Julie’s trim figure.

He grinned at her, shrugging. “Sorry, babe. I’m only human!”

She continued her stern look, then gave in and returned his grin. “I suppose I can’t stop you from looking. . .” She wagged a finger in his face. “. . . but don’t touch!”

“Deal,” he said, and gave her a quick peck on the lips. “So, why are you babysitting Becky? Isn’t she like . . .fourteen or fifteen?”

Jessica nodded. “She’s fifteen, but her parents are going away until Saturday afternoon and they don’t want her to be alone all night.”

He frowned. “Oh. So you have to stay all night?”

Jessica nodded. “Yeah, sorry. I wish I could get out of it.” Then her face brightened. “Hey! Why don’t you come over!? Becky will be in bed around ten or eleven!” She bit her lower lip and looked up at him sexily. “And I’ll be awful lonely sitting there all by myself!”

His smile returned. Her tone of voice suggested that ‘lonely’ was a euphemism for ‘horny’. “Sure! Sounds great!”

She stood on her tip toes and kissed his lips quickly. “I have to get to practice.” She started down the hall, then turned. “I’ll give you a call after she goes to bed!” She whirled around, her pleated skirt spinning up to give him a quick glimpse of her white panties under it.

“Hey!” he called out. She turned again, walking backwards away from him. “Wear that tonight!” He grinned and she laughed, then turned and ran down the hall.

Chapter 2

Becky was sitting cross-legged on the couch watching TV. To say that she was upset that her parents had hired a sitter would be an understatement. She was pissed! If word ever got out at school, she would be teased incessantly! She was fifteen, for fuck sake! The only good thing was that it was Jessica, who had been her regular sitter until a couple of years ago, when Becky had finally convinced her parents that she was too old for a sitter. They always had fun and Becky was hoping to ask her some questions about what high school was like. She would be a junior next fall and was already planning to try out for the cheerleading squad. And she certainly looked the part. While she still had some of the awkward pubescent look, she was quickly developing into a very attractive young woman. Her long, slender legs led to nicely curved hips, a flat stomach, and a pair of baseball sized breasts that seemed to get a little bigger each day. Her face was oval shaped with clear skin and a pair of pale blue eyes that seemed to shine as if lit by some inner light. She had long, dark brown hair with a few blonde highlights that fell almost to her waist. It could sometimes be a pain to take care of, but she loved the feel of it. And it looked great on her, which was evidenced by the increasing number of looks and whistles she was receiving from guys. Tonight it was tied up into a long ponytail.

Her mother came into the room. “Ok, honey. We’re going now.” She looked at her watch. “Jessica should be here in about half an hour. We’ll be home around noon tomorrow.” She pulled a twenty from her purse and laid it on the hall table. “Get yourselves a pizza, ok?” Becky nodded, still staring at the TV, but not really watching it. Her mother sighed and sat next to her. “Look, honey, I know you’re not a little kid anymore and if we were coming home tonight, we’d leave you alone.” She touched her arm. “It’ll make me feel better knowing that you’re not alone all night.” She smiled and stroked Becky’s hair. “Think of it as a sleep over, ok? No bedtime. I’ll leave it up to you two.”

Becky turned to her and sighed. “Ok, Mom. I guess I understand.” She gave her a slight smile. “Jess is more of a friend, anyway. We’ll have fun.”

Her mother leaned forward and kissed her forehead. “Thanks for understanding.” She stood up. “We’ll call in the morning and let you know what time we’ll be home.”

“C’mon, Deb! Let’s go!” her father called from the kitchen. He poked his head into the room. “Are you all set, Becky?”

She nodded. “Uh-huh. Have fun, you guys.”

Her mother went over and straightened her father’s tie, then turned to go. “You, too, honey. We’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Night, sweetie. Don’t stay up too late, ok?” her father said with a smile. She nodded and waved goodbye.

She was still basically in the same position when the doorbell rang about twenty minutes later. She unfolded her long legs and went to answer the door, dressed casually in a pair of sweat pants and t-shirt. She checked the window, then opened the door for Jessica.

“Hey, Jess,” she said as Jessica stepped inside.

“Hi, Becky! How are you?” Jessica said with a smile. She genuinely liked Becky and if not for having to postpone her date with Mike, would have looked forward to spending the night with her. She was wearing tight faded jeans and a short t-shirt that showed off her bare navel. A small overnight bag was slung over her shoulder.

“Wow! You look like you’re going on a hot date!” Becky exclaimed as she closed the door.

Jessica looked down at herself, then back up to Becky, her face scrunched up into a questioning grimace. “Too much?”

Becky laughed. “Not if you’re trying to get guys to look at you!”

Jessica grinned and dropped her bag. “Well, to be honest, Mike may be dropping by later.”

Becky’s face lit up. “Mike Wilkens!? He’s hot!”

Jessica raised an eyebrow and looked at her, a wry smile on her face. “Hey, that’s my boyfriend you’re talking about! Don’t you go putting the moves on him!” She tried to keep a straight face, but Becky started to giggle and soon Jessica joined her.

As they started over to the couch, Becky looked down at her own attire. “Oh, shit! I can’t let him see me dressed like this!” Before Jessica could respond, she raced down the hall to her room and closed the door. Jessica chuckled and sat down on the couch. She picked up the remote control and began flipping through the channels. It looked like Becky would still be up when Mike arrived. Jessica was horny as hell, but they had all night. Becky would go to bed eventually.

About twenty minutes later, Becky emerged from her room wearing tight jeans and a revealing halter top. She had applied a little makeup and let her hair down. It shone as she walked into the room, nearly touching the top of her jeans. “I ordered us a pizza. Mom’s treat,” she said as she sat down.

Jessica looked at the attractive young woman sitting beside her, who was only a young girl a few short minutes ago. “Holy shit, Becky! Should I be worried, here?” She raised her eyebrows and tried to look serious. Becky grinned sheepishly and blushed.

“I just wanted to look . . . nice,” she said quietly. “Like you.”

Jessica chuckled and hugged her. “I’m only teasing! But you do look nice. You’ve grown up a lot in the last couple of years!”

They settled in front of the TV, chatting away and catching up, not really watching it. The pizza arrived a few minutes later and they moved into the kitchen to eat. They sat at the table eating and when there was a lull in the conversation, Becky spoke up. “So, are you guys . . . you know . . . doing it?”

Jessica looked up at her, startled at her intimate question, and pausing while chewing on a piece of pizza. She swallowed it and said, “Why would you ask me something like that?”

Becky shrugged and studied her piece of pizza, not meeting Jessica’s eyes. “I dunno. I was just curious, I guess.”

Jessica fixed her eyes on Becky. “That’s not something you ask someone, Becky. It’s very personal.”

Becky didn’t reply for a moment, then said, “I’m sorry. I was just wondering . . . what it was like, is all.”

Jessica took another bite and chewed it slowly, her eyes never leaving Becky. “Becky, I hope you’re not thinking about . . .”

Becky raised her head and spoke, cutting her off. “No!” She shook her head emphatically to emphasize her point. Her long hair swayed back and forth across her back. “I’m not planning anything! I mean, I don’t even have a boyfriend. I‘ve just been thinking about it a lot lately and was wondering , you know . . . what it’s like.”

Jessica picked up their plates and took them over to the dishwasher, remembering all too well how she had felt when she was Becky’s age. She knew she should tell her not to do it; that she was too young. But that wasn’t how she felt. Sex was a wonderful part of her life, especially with Mike! But she said nothing as she put the dirty plates into the dishwasher.

“Does it hurt?” Becky pressed, turning to look at Jessica over the back of her chair. “Jenny said it does . . . a lot.”

Jessica closed the dishwasher and turned around, leaning against the counter. “Has Jenny done it?”

Becky shook her head. “No. She just heard that it does.”

Jessica sighed and motioned for them to go back into the family room. “Come on. I’ll tell you what I know.” Becky grinned and stood to follow her. “But,” Jessica said, wagging a finger in her face, “not a word to anyone, especially your parents! Got it?” Becky nodded. They went in and sat cross-legged on the couch, facing each other. “Ok,” Jessica said. “What do you want to know?”

“Well, like I asked before - does it hurt?”

Jessica looked over at the Becky, who was waiting anxiously for an answer. “Yes. The first time it does hurt a little. But not after that.” She grinned. “Actually, it feels pretty fucking good after that! Pardon the pun.” She put a hand to her mouth. “Oops! Maybe I shouldn’t have told you that!”

Becky grinned and waved her off. “Well, duh! I didn’t figure it was so popular because it felt bad! Don’t worry, I’m not going to run out and have sex just because you said it feels good!” They both giggled. Becky asked a few more questions, which Jessica answered as best she could without getting too graphic.

“What about . . .” Becky looked down and her voice got quieter. “ . . . what about blow-jobs? Jenny says people do it all the time, but it sounds kinda gross!”

Jessica smiled wryly. “It sounds like Jenny has an answer for everything without having any experience!”

Becky shrugged. “I’m not saying that I believe everything she says. That’s why I’m asking you. But I’ve heard other girls talk about it, too.”

Jessica nodded and thought for a moment before replying. “Yes, girls do it to guys. And guys do it to girls, too.” She saw a puzzled look come over Becky’s face. “They lick you. And it feels really good.”

Becky thought about it for a moment, then nodded. “What about doing it to guys? Have you ever done it?”

Jessica took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Remember, Becky, this is between you and me. You don’t repeat any of this to anyone, ok?” Becky saw the seriousness in her face; heard it in her voice. She nodded. “I mean it. If any of what I’m about to tell you gets out, everyone will call me a slut and Mike will break up with me. I haven’t told anyone else this.” It probably wasn’t true about Mike breaking up with her. She just wanted to make sure Becky kept quiet.

Becky swallowed, aware that Jessica was giving her her trust, but also a warning. If word did get out, she would know where it came from. “I . . . I promise, Jess. Not a word!”

Jessica looked into her eyes for a long moment, then nodded. “Ok, then. I just needed you to understand the trust I’m placing in you. My reputation is at stake.” She paused, then said, “First of all, yes I’ve done it. And giving head, a blow-job, is actually quite a turn-on. It seemed gross to me when I first heard about it, but it really isn’t.” Just then, the phone rang. Becky grabbed it from the end table and answered it.

“Hello? Uh, yeah . . .just a sec.” She passed the phone to Jessica and mouthed ‘Mike’. Jessica took the phone and glanced at her watch. Eleven-fifteen.

“Hello? . . . Oh, hey! . . . Shit, sorry. We were just talking and lost track of time.” She grinned and winked at Becky. “Ok . . . see you soon . . . Bye.” She hung up the phone and looked over at Becky. “Mike’s on his way over.”

Becky grinned at her. “Are you guys going to do it?”

“Becky!” Jessica cried, her eyes wide and a shocked grin on her face. She playfully slapped her on the leg.

Becky laughed. “I was just wondering if I should go to my room when he gets here!”

Jessica began to laugh, too, and threw a small pillow at her. “Yes! Yes, you should! And put your headphones on!”

Chapter 3

A while later, the doorbell rang. Jessica went to let Mike in while Becky checked her hair and tried to look sexy. Jessica glanced over at her, smiled and shook her head, then opened the door.

“Hey, babe!” Mike exclaimed, stepping inside. His eyes fell on Becky as she stood up, smiling shyly. “Oh, hi, Becky. Wow! You look great!” Jessica shot him a dirty look as she closed the door and Becky blushed.

“Th . . . thanks, Mike. You, too,” she mumbled.

They stood staring awkwardly at each other for a few minutes until Jessica said, “Maybe you should say goodnight, Becky. It’s almost midnight.”

Becky looked at her for a moment, then seemed to snap out of it. “Uh, yeah . . . sure. Goodnight.” She turned and walked down the hall, her long hair glimmering as she walked away.

“Night, Becky,” Jessica said.

“Yeah, good night Becky,” Mike called. “Nice seeing you again!” Becky waved over her shoulder and went into her room, closing the door softly behind her. He turned to Jessica. “Wow, she really grew up!” Jessica slapped him on the arm.

“She’s only fifteen, you perv!” He grinned at her and after a few seconds, she grinned and shook her head. “What am I going to do with you?”

He raised his eyebrows suggestively. “I can think of a few things . . .” Jessica giggled and leaned in to kiss him. They pulled apart and Mike glanced down the hall.

“I thought she would be asleep already,” he said quietly.

“Relax, she’s cool,” Jessica replied, kissing him again. “She won’t bother us.” He returned her kiss, his hands moving to her bare midriff and caressing the soft skin. He began to move them up under her shirt but she placed her hands on his, stopping him.

“Hold on. I’ve got a surprise for you!” She led him over to the couch and gently pushed him to a seated position on it. “Wait here. I’ll be right back.” She turned and slowly walked down the hall to the guest room, allowing him a nice view of her perfect ass inside her tight jeans. He watched her intently. When she arrived at the door, she turned, blew him a kiss, and disappeared inside. He sat back on the couch, picked up the remote, and began to flip through the channels.

A few minutes later, Jessica emerged from the bedroom wearing her cheerleading uniform. He forgot about the TV and turned to watch her walk toward him. Her hips swayed seductively under the short skirt and her tits strained at the material of the skimpy top, her hard nipples leaving prominent bumps. She walked over and stood before him, nibbling on her lower lip. “You like?”

He nodded speechlessly, his mouth twisted into a lusty grin. Jessica took his hands and placed them on her slender thighs, pulling them up under her skirt. Mike grinned up at the pretty blonde when he realized that she wasn’t wearing any panties under it. He lifted the pleated skirt up and was greeted with the sight of her pussy, completely shaved except for a small patch of blond hair just above her mound.

“How about now?” she said huskily, spreading her legs apart and moving closer to him. He placed both hands on her bare ass and pulled her wet pussy to his face. He stuck out his tongue and licked her swollen pussy several times before pushing his tongue deeper into her hole and swirling it around, lapping up her sweet nectar.

Jessica sighed and started rubbing her tits, her eyes closed. He continued licking her pussy, his tongue stirring up desire and bringing on the first tingling of an impending orgasm. After several minutes, she began to feel more urgent sensations and before long, she was holding his head to her quivering pussy as she came again and again into his mouth. He licked and sucked her sweet juices until she couldn’t take any more stimulation and backed away, her legs trembling.

She caught her breath and knelt between his legs, then kissed him passionately, tasting herself on his lips and tongue. She broke off the kiss and moved her lips around to his ear. “Your turn,” she whispered as her hands went to the button of his jeans. She unfastened them and lowered the fly, then had him raise his hips from the couch so she could pull them down and off. She repeated the process for his boxers. His seven inch cock sprang straight up, a drop of pre-cum oozing from the hole in the tip. She wrapped her hand around the hard shaft and began to stroke it lovingly, rubbing the soft tip against her cheeks.

Mike caressed her cheek, pulling her long, silky hair from her face. She licked the entire length of his shaft several times, then moved her lips and tongue to his balls. He shivered as her tongue played across the sensitive skin of his sac while her hand gently caressed the soft head of his throbbing cock. She began to move her soft lips up his shaft once again, then slowly enveloped his velvety smooth head in her warm, wet mouth. He moaned in pleasure as she took nearly half of his hard shaft into it, her tongue moving sensuously along it as she bobbed her head up and down. The room was silent except for the slurping noises mixed with his moans of pleasure and Jessica’s occasional murmur of delight. He laced his fingers in her long hair and leaned back on the couch as she sucked his cock with the loving care that only someone who truly enjoyed it could pull off.

Chapter 4

Becky closed her bedroom door and reluctantly began undressing for bed. She removed the tight jeans she had just put on a couple of hours earlier, then pulled the halter top over her head and tossed it into the corner. Reaching behind her back, she unfastened her bra. Then, holding it in place, she stepped in front of her full length mirror and let it fall free. She studied her panty clad body. It was nice, she thought. Her tits were filling in nicely and although she didn’t think they would get a whole lot bigger, she was satisfied with their size. She wet her finger and rubbed it in a circular motion over and around one of her nipples and it instantly grew hard.

Footsteps in the hallway outside her door startled her and she reached for her nightshirt and slipped it over her head. It fell to her thighs, just covering her white cotton panties. She went over and placed an ear to her door, absently rubbing her breasts in an attempt to force her nipples back down. She heard the guest room door close and breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t want Jessica, or especially Mike, to see her dressed in her nightshirt with her nipples poking out!

Quietly, she opened her door a crack and peeked out. The guest room door was still closed and she could hear someone, probably Mike, flipping through the channels on the TV. She needed to go to the bathroom so she slipped noiselessly across the hall into the bathroom and quietly pushed the door shut behind her.

She finished in the bathroom and peered out the door. She could see into the family room, where Jessica was standing before Mike dressed in her cheerleading uniform! He was holding her skirt up and Becky could see that Jessica wasn’t wearing anything under it. His face was pressed into her pubic area and her hands held his head in place. Her head was tossed back, her eyes were closed, and she had a look of intense concentration on her face. This must be what Jessica had told her about! When a guy licks a girl! Jessica certainly did seem to be enjoying it! Becky felt her nipples harden again, and she also felt a damp warmth between her legs. She couldn’t pull her eyes from them and watched in stunned silence as Mike licked and sucked on Jessica’s pussy. Jessica was moaning and sighing and Becky tried to imagine what it must feel like. She had taught herself to masturbate last summer and often brought herself to orgasm. But to have a guy licking her down there! She shuddered at the thought of a warm tongue in her pussy. As she watched Jessica cum again and again, her pussy leaked more, soaking her panties. She pulled them down and off, then rubbed herself as Mike continued to lick Jessica’s pussy.

She was really getting into it, nearing orgasm, when Jessica backed away and knelt between Mike’s legs. The couch faced the other way and she could only see Mike’s head from her position in the bathroom.

“Shit!” she whispered under her breath, and looked around. There was a large potted palm plant at the end of the hall about five feet tall with big, wide leaves. The hall was dark and if she could sneak down behind the plant, she would have a clear view of them from about fifteen feet away, but wouldn’t be easily visible from the family room. She silently pulled the bathroom door open and slipped quietly down the hall, her wet panties forgotten on the bathroom floor.

She crept down the darkened hall, crouching so that the plant hid her approach. From that side of the hall, she could just make out Jessica’s head moving up and down in Mike’s lap as he leaned back on the couch, eyes closed. She was giving him a blow-job! She moved closer, crouching behind the plant. From here, she had a perfect view and watched in silent wonder as Jessica’s mouth moved up and down on Mike’s hard cock. Jessica paused and lifted her head up to grin at Mike, her hand continuing to stroke his long, hard shaft. Becky stared at it. It was the first time she had ever seen a real one. She had seen pictures, of course, but never the real thing! Jessica was speaking and she strained to hear her whispered words.

“. . . love sucking your big, hard cock!” Mike grinned at her and gently pushed her head back down. She began to suck it with even more enthusiasm. Mike moaned in obvious pleasure as her soft lips moved up and down his rock-hard cock.

Becky’s fingers went back to her own wet slit. She rubbed her pussy, never taking her eyes off Mike and Jessica. She couldn’t get over the size of Mike’s cock! And it was so hard! She slipped a finger into her virgin hole and tried to imagine his thick, hard shaft inside her. It had to hurt! How could something that big fit into her tiny pussy without hurting? Her finger brushed across her now extremely sensitive clit and a small cry escaped her lips before she could stop it. Jessica raised her head from Mike’s lap and they both looked directly at her through the leaves of the small tree.

“Becky! Oh, shit!” Jessica exclaimed. Mike pulled a throw pillow over his exposed penis and Jessica stood up, red faced. Mike winked at Becky and grinned, amused by her voyeurism. Jessica hurried over to where Becky was, her jaw clenched and her eyes burning. She grabbed Becky’s hand and pulled her into the room. Mike was standing, his back to them as he fastened his jeans. Jessica plopped her down on the couch where Mike had been sitting only a moment earlier and glared at her, her hands on her hips.

“You were spying on us!” she exclaimed, trying to control her anger. “Why would you do something so . . . so . . . perverted!?” Becky lowered her head, her hands clasped between her thighs in an attempt to cover her partially exposed pussy.

“I . . . I didn’t mean to. I was coming out of the bathroom and I . . . saw you.” She looked up into Jessica’s angry face and shrugged. “I guess I was curious. I’m sorry.”

Mike walked over behind Jessica and squeezed her shoulders. “Aw, go easy on her, Jess. No harm done.” His eyes scanned Becky’s long legs and up her body, pausing at her still erect nipples.

“No harm done!?” Jessica cried, turning to look at him. Mike quickly averted his eyes from Becky before she noticed. “She saw me going down on you! And who knows what else!” She fixed Becky with an intense stare. “Just how much did you see, young lady?”

Becky seemed to sink into the cushions under Jessica’s eyes. “N . . .not much. J . . .just when you were . . . standing in front of Mike. . .”

“Oh, shit!” Jessica moaned, her hand covering her eyes. “You saw that, too!?”

“I’m sorry, Jess!” Becky pleaded. “Please don’t be mad! I won’t tell anyone! I promise!”

Jessica took a deep breath and released it slowly, trying to calm herself down. She sat down next to Becky and, after a long pause, in a much calmer tone said, “I know you won’t, Becky. But what you did was wrong. Spying on people isn’t nice, especially if they’re doing something . . . private.”

Becky nodded and lowered her head. “I know,” she whispered. “I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”

“Ok, then,” Jessica said, stroking her long, luxuriant hair. “Now why don’t you go back to bed. And this time, stay there?”

Becky looked up at her. “Do I have to?”

Jessica looked at her, surprised by her odd question, then looked over to Mike, who shrugged. She turned back to Becky. “Yeah! You do!” she replied, wondering exactly what she had meant.

Becky sat forward, her face earnest. “But I want to learn how to do . . .stuff! Can’t I just watch? I’ll be quiet! I promise I’ll . . .”

Jessica stared at her wide-eyed, not believing what she was hearing. She cut her off in mid-sentence. “What!? No! I can’t believe you just said that!”

Becky lowered her head until Jessica stopped speaking. She looked up at her, then over to Mike, who shrugged. “I just thought . . .” she started.

“I think it would be hot,” Mike said quietly, licking his lips as he watched the two pretty and scantily clad girls on the couch.

Jessica’s mouth dropped open as she stared at him. “What!?”

He shrugged. “Sure. Doing it while someone watched . . .” He eyed Becky’s sexy body once more. “Or participated . . . is one of my favorite fantasies!” Becky felt her face flush as she realized for the first time how he was looking at her. She pushed her t-shirt between her legs to cover her naked pussy, hoping that he hadn’t been able to sneak a peek. But then the thought of his eyes on her most private area didn’t seem so bad. It was kind of . . . naughty, but in a good way. Jessica was still staring at Mike. After a long moment of silence, she turned to Becky.

“You better go back to your room, Becky. Mike and I have some things to discuss.” She stood and motioned for Becky to go. This time she didn’t protest. Something in Jessica’s eyes and voice told her that it wouldn’t be a smart move. She stood up, pulling her nightshirt down over her hips so that most of her bare ass was covered as she made her way down the hall to her room. She paused at the door and looked back. They were both watching her. Reluctantly, she went in and closed the door behind her.

Did he really say ‘participate’?

Chapter 5

When Becky’s door closed, Jessica turned to Mike, her eyes hard and her jaw set. “I think maybe you better go.”

“Wait a minute! Hear me out, Jess!” He took her hand and they sat on the couch. Jessica looked at him. Anger and hurt had replaced the passion that had been in her eyes only a few short moments ago.

“Hear you out!? What’s to hear? You just told me that you wanted to have a threesome with me and a fifteen year old!” She looked into his warm brown eyes and tried to resist their attraction. God, he was hot!

He smiled at her. “Look, I’m sorry if I offended you . . .” Jessica opened her mouth to say something, but he raised a hand. “Let me finish, please. Then if you still want me to leave, I’ll go.” She closed her mouth and sat back, folding her arms defensively across her chest. He continued. “You always seem to want to try wild things, sexually. At school, at the mall. And I was a little hesitant at first, but I gave it a try. And it was great!” She smiled a little, remembering how he had protested. “Now, Becky is very curious about sex and I’ll bet that she’ll be doing it within a month, especially after what she saw here tonight. We could teach her to do it right. It wouldn’t be awkward for her, like it was for you.” He saw her look softening a little and grinned. “Plus it would be so hot!”

Jessica was silent for a long moment before speaking. While she had never acted upon it, or told anyone about it, she did find some women sexy and often wondered what it would be like to have sex with another woman. Becky was only fifteen, but she was someone Jessica did find herself attracted to. “I understand what you’re saying. And I agree . . .” His eyes lit up, then she continued. “I agree with you that Becky will probably be trying sex sooner than later. But I don’t know if we should encourage her.” She shook her head. “And that’s not even taking into account the idea of a threesome!” Mike chuckled and she couldn’t help smiling.

“But that is so sexy!” he said. “Every man fantasizes about having sex with two women at the same time!” He took her hand and kissed it, his soft, puppy-dog eyes locking on hers. “Wouldn’t you want to help me fulfill one of my fantasies?” Jessica closed her eyes. She felt herself giving in. She just couldn’t say no to him. And the thought of doing it with Becky was suddenly very appealing.

She opened her eyes and stared into his. “Of course I do! But I don’t want to share you. And she is only fifteen! And we haven’t even talked to her about it!”

He nodded. “Yes, she is fifteen. A very mature fifteen. She knows what she wants and she won’t stop until she gets it.” He could see her coming around. “Besides, we’re seventeen. That’s only two years.” Jessica didn’t reply. “And maybe all she’ll want to do is watch.”

Jessica sat there for a moment, then lowered her head. When she spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper. “What if I lose you to her?”

He took her hands and turned her toward him. “Jess, it’s only sex. You and me have more than that. I really do care about you and I don’t want to lose you.” Her eyes locked on his and she gave a worried smile.

“Really? You’re not just saying that?”

He shook his head and smiled warmly. “No, I really mean it. If you say no, I won’t bring up the subject again.”

“And you promise you won’t leave me for her?”

“Jess, no! I would never do that! You’re the one I want to be with!” She closed her eyes, took a deep breath and nodded.

“Ok.” She looked over at him. “It goes against my better judgement, but if Becky wants to do it, I’m in.” He hugged, then kissed her deeply, his hands holding her face to his. Jessica pushed her tongue deep into his mouth and moved it sensuously against his. They pulled apart and he smiled at her.

“Thanks, baby. I promise that you won’t regret this.” She pushed him away playfully and he pretended to fall back onto the couch.

“I already do,” she replied, trying to look serious, but failing. She wondered what she was getting herself into, or more importantly, what was she getting Becky into? She certainly wasn’t a kid anymore, but was she ready for what they were about to ask her to do? Jessica had been sneaking looks at Becky since she had changed into her jeans and halter top, and had secretly wondered what it would be like to kiss the budding beauty; to tangle her fingers in her long hair and feel it brush across her naked flesh. She wondered what would happen at school if anyone found out that the popular cheerleader harbored such feelings toward another girl. Before she could talk herself out of it, she took a deep breath and turned toward the hall. “Becky!” she called.