A little more. . .
All of that activity was unusual for J. She has never let me take a picture; while she is enthusiastic about sex, she really is a long way from being a sl*t or an exhibitionist. For now, to pick up the story. . .
My knees practically buckled. What had just happened pretty much hit my hot buttons: I was naked and jacking off in front of a stranger, I was thinking out loud in very explicit terms, and just oh-by-the-way I was looking at a new pussy: never a bad thing. There was something of an odd moment immediately after I came. As soon as I did, J asked if I felt better, and with a little nervous laughter said, "Janey, I hope that wasn't too weird for you. I don't know what came over me. I'm REALLY embarrassed."
Jane was a little quiet (and very slow about pulling her pants back up.) She took what seemed longer, but was probably only 15 or 20 seconds before she responded. "I've never done anything like that and I've never seen anything like that. I'm still shaking." then after a pause, she asked me, "Can I ask you a few questions? When I said she could, she asked if I got naked in from of stranger women a lot. I told her I really never did, and she said, "But it's kind of your fantasy? It gets you hot?"
"It is. that and talking dirty to women generally and especially in that situation."
She then asked J if we had played at that before, and she told her that really we hadn't and it was just kind of my idea since her back was messed up and we couldn't have sex. Janey asked if J was OK with what happened, and she was pretty open. She said, "I wanted him to get off, but I really hadn't planned to do anything around other people. I guess I'd be a little uncomfortable, but I didn't think about that so much as that I felt sorry for him having to jerk off. I'm still a little uncomfortable with it." She laughed then and said, "But I guess he got what he wanted so it's ok."
Jane told J that she wanted to talk to me for a minute and then winked at J and said, "Don't worry. I'm not going to attack him." J headed off to the kitchen to make coffee, and Jane said, "I love your fantasy. Wanna hear mine?" I nodded and she said, "I want to do that again, and next time I want you to talk to me like I'm a wh*r*." My first reaction was that that was a seriously enticing idea and probably a seriously bad idea. I gave her a noncommittal answer: "I don't know. We'll see." She said, "Ask J: bet she does't mind." I responded that she said she was uncomfortable just now, and Jane told me she didn't have in mind J watching. I told her I still thought it had the potential to hurt J's feelings. Next thing I knew, she's asking J if it would be OK if we had a little private fantasy session. J's response was, "As long as I don't have to watch and I don't have to hear about it I don't care what either of you do."
The subject naturally changed, and I grabbed my clothes to get dressed again as the girls got out some dessert. We sat around for a while, and Jane said she had to leave. Her parting words: "Call me. I want to suck your cock."
That was the day before yesterday. I drove home that night, and on the way called Jane. I told her that she got my attention and asked how she wanted to proceed. Turns out she was going to be in my city on Friday anyway, so we're going to meet up. Can't wait.
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