The last spasms subsided. The two of them lay limp and spent atop each other, each suffused with a soft glow. Amy had never imagined that she could find it so exciting to have her asshole rimmed and penetrated.

The languor passed, and the two revived themselves. Amy leaned back into the circle of Roberta's arms as she caught her breath. "That was so good, Roberta!" she sighed. "I never knew it could be so good with a woman!"

"You're sweet, little one," Roberta said, kissing Amy's ear lightly.

"Does my brother know you're a-a…"

"A lesbian?" Roberta laughed, low and melodiously. "I'm not, really, but I never could pass up a beautiful woman's body."

"I think I know what you mean – now," Amy said. "But does Les know?"

Roberta moved off the couch and bent to pick up her slacks. "Les knows a little, but he thinks I've only made it with women to please him. It turns him on."

Amy suddenly realized what Roberta meant. "You mean, you and Les and another woman at the same time?"

Roberta smiled at the incredulity in Amy's tone. "Sure. I enjoy it, too. But like I said, he thinks I just do it because that's what he wants. He thinks its a little perverted for a woman to make it just with another woman without a man being around."

"Seems kind of crazy," Amy noted, standing and beginning to pull on her own clothes. "Boy, I'll bet he'd be mad if he ever found out what we just did!"

"Amy, if your brother ever admitted the chance that you're not a virgin – let alone faced the fact of it – he'd freak out completely. In some ways, he's still a small town country boy." Roberta paused, pulling the top on over her head. "And that's too bad – for you and me and him."

"What do you mean?"

Roberta turned and gently held Amy by the shoulders. "Amy, you're as highly sexed as I am. You enjoy fucking and you probably don't like going without."