It had never occurred to her that anything might happen between them, even though Randy had developed a taste for older woman in his relationship with her. She had never thought Randy would be so ambitious. Or Jean so vulnerable. Jean seemed so much in control of herself, so sure of what she approved of and what she did not.

Memories of the beautiful blonde writhing on her bed with a finger massaging her anus to orgasm seemed like a prurient dream. They were so far from the Jean Eileen saw everyday.

But something had changed Jean, on the very day that Jean had stayed home and Randy had come to chop wood. Eileen was pleased to see her friend so cheerful, but her curiosity demanded she root out the cause of Jean's change in spirits.

She devised a scheme to entrap Jean, if there were anything to entrap her at. She set things up carefully. The afternoon before, she told Jean she was going to have to go to town alone the next day to see her lawyer. She would be gone all day. Then she took Jean to Misty Waters for dinner, so the blonde would have a chance to alert Randy, if there were something between them. For her day of reckoning, she had chosen Randy's day off, to be sure he would not to be tied up with work. Everything was set.

With her new cheery enthusiasm, Jean waved Eileen good-bye. The older woman drove a mile down the road, in the direction away from Misty Waters. Then she started to walk back through the trees.

As she walked, she tested herself on how she would feel if her suspicions were proved correct. Would she be jealous? She didn't think so. The thought of Jean getting it on with Randy excited her. The prospect opened up all kinds of possibilities. Maybe now Eileen would have the nerve to try to seduce her girlfriend. That idea had never left her since the night she had watched the beautiful blonde playing with herself.