"So do I. Now I won't have to spy on you anymore when you're making love. We can be there together." A mischievous grin on her face, Eileen told Jean of the times she had watched her play with herself, and make love to the teen.
Jean blushed, then she began, to laugh. "I won't have to spy on you either then." It delighted and surprised Eileen to learn how Jean had got the idea of making love to Randy by watching her.
"You're full of surprises, Jean! Golly, I'm so excited. Just think what a wonderful summer we can have now! Totally self-indulgent!"
They toasted the summer ahead. Then they kissed, and it turned into another long experiment in deepening their friendship.
CHAPTER NINE
Both women felt like teenagers who had just discovered what life and sex were all about. Everything became very exciting to them. Suddenly Jean's visit was no longer a slightly sad situation, but a fun holiday. Every day was a celebration, with lots of sexual exploring, lots of talking, lots of wine, lots of trips to neighboring towns to see what the world looked like through their new enlightened gaze.
It was just like what Eileen remembered it to be with male lovers she had known. Men she'd been very attracted to, men who taught her something about life. Only those relationships always ended in the familiar power struggle, the need for independence. She hoped her new relationship with her girlfriend would be more enduring.
As they grew more comfortable with each other, they learned to admit there were things they were still missing. They still craved the hard filling presence of a good tireless cock. For a week they had avoided Randy and the Misty Waters. It seemed time to go again. "Do you know any grown men who could take us both on without working himself into a hernia?" Eileen quipped. She felt arrogant and insatiable.