Judy moaned deep in her throat. "My life hasn't been a bed of roses you know. Your brother is no angel."

Pam thought about what Bob had said about other women. "Well, you've been married a long time," she said lamely.

Judy suctioned Pam's tongue into her mouth.

"Let's just say I need more fucking than he's willing to give me."

"You won't tell about this, will you?" Pam said.

Judy laced her fingers in Pam's silken hair. "No way," she said. "Listen, who am I to talk?"

They kissed again, tongues meeting and teeth clicking. "You never did this before?" Pam murmured.

Judy shook her head. "No, never, but I've been married so long, I've missed a lot of things."

"Have you ever…" Pam shook her head. "No, it's none of my business…"

"You're right, it's not," Judy said, nibbling her lips, bruising them deliciously.

Suddenly they were stretched out on the sofa, the same sofa Pam had lain on with Bob. It was strangely erotic to be kissing Bob's wife and feeling the heat from her body.

Now I just have the boys and Penny to fuck around with, Pam thought with a giggle. Oh, God, what am I thinking?

Judy smoothed Pam's hair back as they continued french-kissing. Kissing another woman was so different from kissing a man. Pam's lips were so soft and tender and her body was so pliable and round. She had no beard on her chin and no thick muscles on her arms. And her tits. Those round mounds of lowliness. How good it will taste to have one of those tits in my mouth.

Pam bit Judy's tongue, bringing her back to reality. "Ouch," Judy giggled. "Take it easy… mmmmmmm, I thought you'd never ask. You're touching my tits… wow, that's okay…"

Judy quickly touched Pam's tits, rubbing her nipples through her clothes and blowing into her ear.

"You have lovely boobs," Judy breathed. "I've always admired them."