2 comments/ 108099 views/ 14 favorites Jen & Me Ch. 4: And Jack... By: Tx Tall Tales Chapter 4: And Jack Makes Three Ok, when I last put pen to paper my wife had encouraged me to have sex with her sister, and wanted me to get Jenny a boyfriend. I had some ideas there I was looking to test. Oh, yeah. And my sweet little sister had talked Cheryl through her first anal experience. And to thank me for this, my wife was trying to get her cute-as-a-button best friend over so we could seduce her for a three-way, maybe a four-way if I could figure out how to work Jenny into it. Damn, life was good. * * * * But I had responsibilities; that's why I had hit the gym early. "Here's the deal, Jack. I think she's ready for a relationship; she hasn't had much luck with guys in the last year or two, which is good and bad. Good, because you're not going up against much competition, bad because she's currently going through an 'all-men-are-dicks' phase." I had stopped by the gym, about an hour before I expected Jen to show up, so I could have a chance to lay some groundwork for Jack. He was number one on my list of potential suitors for my little Jen. "I still can't believe she's not hooked up." Jack said, shaking his head. "Yeah, part of it's gotta be working in bars and restaurants. The service industry is full of dicks - I know from experience. Listen, she's really into fit guys, so you have a leg up there." I went on to tell him what I knew about her pet peeves and interests. I told him about her favorite places, vacations, shows, and movies. Whatever I knew. "She's not into a possessive relationship, but she wants monogamy. I don't know how to describe it. She'll play around, but only if you're there. Just no deceit, no lies - that will stop everything fast. I'd let her broach the subject. If you end up with her, let her bring up the idea of getting involved with others, don't you go there first." I warned him. "Shit, are you serious? She might be into threesomes?" "Whoa buddy, your first job is to seduce her. Convince her she's absolutely gorgeous. Respect her work ethic. Talk about futures, jobs, careers, dreams, and travel. Bring up Carnival in Rio, it's a dream of hers. Maybe discuss Spring Break. Go slow. She's not into a lot of physical contact, but I have a plan for that. "Tonight, I'm starting her on an upper-body workout." I added. "I'd like to workout her upper-body," he blurted. "Yeah, and you may get your chance." I grinned. "I'm gonna ask you over as the expert, and you tell her that she's entitled to some free training lessons - since she never got hers, you'll work with her." "She's been working out for a long time, why does she think she needs training now?" Jack asked. "She's been into fitness training; now I've got her into body-shaping, trying to build her glutes, improve her abs, build her shoulders, and arms a little." "Cool, we can do that. Man she'll be hot!" he blurted. "I know. Now, some more stuff you should know. Keep this secret. Don't let her know you know." I was almost whispering. "What, dude? Whatever you want, I owe you so big for this one." He joked, "I hope you didn't kill anyone." "No, it's not that. She's not just a friend. She's my wife's little sister." I confessed. "Are you shitting me? Damn dude, you're the man!" He threw up a hand for a high-five, which I grinningly smacked. "Yeah, it all happened by accident, while I was trying to get back into shape and we were working out together for so long. You know, one thing led to another. But I think I'm in the way of her getting on with her own love life, so that's why we're here." I continued. "So today, remember - lot's of friendly talk, tell her about her good features, and what we can do for her ass and shoulders. Don't hit on her. I'm going to lay some groundwork for that once she knows you a little. There should be a lot of touching, and if this works, I imagine she'll be hot as a firecracker when we leave her. I'll take her home and set up the next step." "Jeez, I gotta go take a cold shower now, I'm getting a stiffy just thinking about her." "You do what you have to do. I'm going across the street for a Smoothie, and I'll be back in 40 minutes for our 'workout'." I left him with a dazed grin plastered across his face. I hoped he could pull this off without giving the whole thing away. * * * * "Wow, Steve! I can't believe you got Cheryl to ask you to have sex with me. You are one manipulative son-of-a-bitch. I'm glad you're on my side." Jen was gushing from the moment she pulled up in her red Sunbird convertible. "Believe it or not, she actually broached the subject. But I did play along. Since our sex life has picked up and she's lost all that weight, things are starting to get a little wilder than I ever imagined they would with her. Imagine her suggesting threesomes, or my doing anything with you." I was shaking my head in disbelief. "She knows you love her. When you're sex life was so-so, she was really insecure, thinking you were tired of her. Now that you nail her three or four times a week, with some of those marathon sessions thrown in, she's more confident." Jen knew what she was speaking of; she'd always had a pretty open relationship with Cheryl. "Now that she thinks it's her idea, she thinks she's the naughty one, and girls like that. She wants to coerce you to be with who she wants to share you with. It all sort of makes sense. Denise and I know a lot about your love life, and I think it's sort of like she's showing off for us. She wants to show us what she's getting all the time, and let us know she's not exaggerating. I know I'm a little jealous." She was grinning lasciviously, and she reached forward and put her hand on my cock, not so subtly, and licked her lips. "Ok, Jen. Enough of that or we'll get the wrong workout done," I admonished. "Let's get in there and setup an upper body routine for you. Legs on Monday and Thursday, upper body on Wednesday, and one day on the weekend, Ok?" "Ok, let's do it. Just don't kill me like you did last time." "Come on, that didn't turn out so bad did it?" I grinned, patting her ass. "You bastard. You'll get yours too." She giggled. "I hope so, although I don't know if I can take much more." * * * * It was late enough that most of the crowd was gone. Since she'd switched to the new job, she'd cut back to just a few days a week, and one weekend day of working. She could work out evenings instead of mornings, and was seeing more of me. I met her by the free weights section, and started telling her about what exercises worked which upper body parts. I stood her in front of the mirror, in her tight T-shirt and sexy short-shorts, and asked her what she liked, and what she wanted to change. She started bitching about most of her body. "Hold on." I told her, "You really have a great body, we don't have to work everything. Just a sec. Wait here." I walked over to Jack who had casually worked his way over to our area. "You're on," I told him, sotto-voice. "Jack," I spoke up, "come over here and help me, could you?" "Sure dude, you need a spot? What are you benching now?" He played along. "340 singles, 260 sets, but I'm not benching now. Jack, this is Jenny. Jenny, Jack." "Sure, I know Jen, you and her have been working out here for a while - the queen of the bikes." He smiled. Jen smiled prettily. "Hi Jack." "Now Jack, we're going to do some body shaping here, what do you suggest. And don't hold back." Jack walked around Jen, who was fidgeting. "Stand on your toes a sec, Jen." She obliged. "Ok, can you strike a biceps pose for me? Nice. I'm gonna lift your shirt to see your back and abs, is that Ok? Ok. Nice abs." He continued his examination. "Mind if I feel your shoulders and arms?" He ventured. "Go ahead." She was curious now, and trying to show off a bit. "Hmmm. Well I'd say we need to work on the shoulders most. Most women like the wider shoulder look, and you are underdeveloped there. Your calves and legs are great, but you might want to pump up the glutes, to get a more rounded butt. Your lower abs and obliques are not as defined as your uppers, and your upper back and arms could use some definition. All in all, I'd say you look great, but we could probably have you in top shape in about 4-6 months of hard workouts. You have a lower body workout already? I saw you working out Monday." Jen blushed strongly, and said, "Yeah, Steve got me on squats, dead-lifts and lunges. And he changed my ab workout to include legs lifts and twists. Today my poor butt is still killing me." She laughed. "What is the best for her upper body, Jack? Incline bench, military press?" I inquired. "No. No bench, her triceps need a little work, but we don't want to change a thing about her chest. That is pretty much perfect." He smiled. "No, I'd say dumbbell work. Overhead press, upright rows, all three flys, and some light barbell curls for arm definition. With dumbbells, like all free weights, form is everything. In a month or two we might throw in some incline dumbbell press for the upper chest, just for muscle tone. Girls who are, uhh, 'well-endowed', usually benefit from the muscle tone in the upper chest. It keeps their breasts high and taut. But I don't think that's a problem here," he said, reaching out and rubbing the top of her chest, in an almost detached way. Damn, I should have had more confidence; this boy was good. "Ok, I figure you never got your introductory three free training sessions, so I'll give you the next two weeks for free, just to get your form right. Let's head over to the dumbbell rack." Jack worked her through the basic forms, and we did the exercises with her, each taking turns going through the motions, and feeling the muscles on the other, getting the motion just right. Jack and I discussed her form, and commented on what was working, and what needed to be improved, sometimes almost as if she wasn't even involved. We'd feel her shoulders, arms and back a lot, even the lats near her breasts, without ever getting overtly sexual. But I could feel what this was doing to Jen, whose breathing was starting to get a little ragged. The tent in Jacks shorts matched my own. When the upper body plan had been completed, and we'd written down a complete workout for her, Jack wanted to discuss her lower body workout. "All in all, I think it's almost perfect. But I think she should use stiff-legged dead lifts. Here let me show you." He grabbed an Olympic bar, and demonstrated. "Now you, Jenny." He told her. She did one, a little awkwardly. "Not bad, but you have to bend over from the hips more, no arch to the back." He guided her through the motion, with one hand on her stomach, one on her back. "Do you mind if I touch your glutes? I want to show you where it will do the most good." "No, it's ok." her voice was quivering. "Ok," he placed his hands firmly on her cheeks, "I know your butt might still be sore from your Monday workout, but right HERE is where you should be feeling it. Now do one rep and concentrate on where I'm touching you." Like he had to add that last comment. "Oh, yeah, I see what you mean," Jen said, as she slowly worked through three reps in a row. "Ok, good. Well that's enough for today, I'd say hit the showers and treat yourself to a Smoothie. Good workout, you've earned it. You are a really good student, Jen. You take direction well. And you work hard. You are going to look great - I mean, well you already look great, but you are going to be unbelievable. We may have to have you work out after hours so you don't distract all the other guys in the place." He laughed, and wandered back to the desk area, "I'll see ya later." "Steve, we need to go to my place. Now." She was pressed against me talking softly, desperately. "Yeah, I know. I wonder if anyone in here missed the obvious hard-ons both of us had." "What hard-on? He was a complete gentlemen, and very professional." "Oh, come ON. Are you kidding me, he was rock hard 5 minutes into the workout. You couldn't have missed it. You are a gorgeous woman and any man who was feeling you up like we were couldn't help but get excited." I told her. "Are you serious? Oh my god. I never noticed. I was so horny I couldn't even think straight, It was like I had tunnel vision, I just let your hands guide me and did what I was told. I was even fantasizing about him making me suck your cock as part of the workout. You guys probably could have made me do anything 20 minutes into that session." "Poor baby, I think I better take you home and let you work out some of your excess energy. Before I bust my shorts. Meet you at your place. Just grab your stuff from the lockers and head home, we'll shower after." "Ok, I'll be right there." My stuff was in the car; I didn't have to go back to the lockers, so I headed to the front, and Jack. "Perfect Jack, she is so hot right now, we could probably screw her here in front of everybody and she wouldn't object. You were great." "Jesus, I kept trying to think of baseball and Mickey Mouse, but I couldn't get rid of my hard-on. So what does she think?" he asked. "She's intrigued. I think we're going well here. I'm going to take her home and douse the fires; then I'll see what I can find out. I'll let you know." "Dude, you are great. Thanks, man." "No sweat, see ya later." I headed out, straight to her place. * * * * Jenny came into the house, walked right past me and headed straight for the bedroom, stripping along the way. "Are you coming, or what?" She demanded. "Here," I handed her a homemade smoothie, "Your post workout drink." "Mmmmm, pretty good, what's in it?" She asked after polishing off a third. "Creatine, glutamine, fruit juice, and vodka." I smiled at her. "Vodka? Now that's part of the regimen?" She took another sip. "No, but I was hoping to loosen you up so I could have my way with you," I teased. "Well, today's your lucky day. For the next few hours I am your love slave. Use me. Use me hard. God I need to be fucked right now." Jen polished off her drink, and stood before me, removing my shorts. Once my shorts were off, she stood before me, looking into my eyes. "Tell me what you want. Anything." "Ok. Go get a broomstick." I told her. "Why?" "Do it. Don't ask questions, do what you're told." I snapped at her. She hurried out and returned with a mop handle. "Good, now I want you to show me your starting dead lift position." I took the handle from her and placed it across a couple of books on the floor. Jen took her wide stance. Legs straight. She bent over from the hips, her back almost parallel to the ground in order to reach the handle. "Good, now hold that position, chin up." I walked around her. "No wonder we had hard-ons, what a great DP position." "DP?" She asked. "DP - double penetration." I stopped in front of her, tilted her face up, opened her mouth, and placed my hard cock in it. "See perfect height." Holding her head, I fucked her face a few times, then pulled out, and stepped behind her. I placed the head of my cock in her wide-open pussy, and grasping her hips, shoved it in to the hilt. "See, wide open, easily accessible." I pulled out and pushed it in harder, rocking her on her heels. "Yeah, when Jack was holding your butt while you did this exercise, I could just barely resist whipping out my cock and feeding it to you. Remember my tilting your head up to make sure you kept your posture right?" I was now working my cock slowly, very slowly, in and out of her pussy. "Yeah," she answered softly, remembering. "Well, I could see Jack staring at your ass, his hard-on about one inch from your butt. I thought for a moment that he might rub it up against you. You had him sweating. Ok, now hold that position a little longer." I pulled out and walked over to her closet where I pulled out her bag of toys. I was behind her as I found what I was looking for. I stepped in front of her, holding the nine-inch dildo. "Here, get this wet for me," I told her, sticking it in her mouth. Once she had moistened about half of it, I walked behind her. "Oh look, it's Jack, and he can't resist that gorgeous rear any longer." I stuck the dildo in her tight pussy, and slowly worked it in. "Oh he likes this sweet young thing. So pretty, such a little hard body, so good at taking directions." I had almost the whole thing up her by now. Jen was very quiet. She was breathing heavy, but even her moans were contained. Leaving the dildo shoved up her cunt, I walked around in front of her. "What's that you say Jack? Why, yes I do think it's a shame that such a pretty mouth should be unoccupied. Why thank you, don't mind if I do." I held my cock in front of her, slick with her own juices. She opened her mouth wide, tilting her head back making a direct path down her throat easily accessible. "Say Jack, have you seen how talented her mouth is? She's a good student and has really worked hard at being an expert little cocksucker. Why don't you watch her take my entire cock? Yep, every inch." I was working my cock in and out of her mouth, and started pushing my way in deeper. Soon I had her nose in my little remaining patch of trimmed pubic hair. "Look at that Jack," I said, holding her head while I fed her the entire shaft and held it there. "Every inch." I pulled out, letting her catch her breath. She was cheating a little, resting her hands on her knees, but maintaining the position. A few moments later I was back behind her, this time with her chrome vibrator out. "What's that Jack? Oh yeah, it's a pretty sweet little butt-hole. Shame that it's empty. Well, yeah, I don't imagine she would mind." I turned the vibrator on and started rubbing it against her little brown opening. I alternated between licking her hole, doing my best to shove my entire tongue up her ass as far as I could, and diddling her ass with the vibrator. Her legs were trembling badly. I thought it was time for the second part. I pulled the big dildo out of her pussy, and straightened her up. Leading her to the bed, I lay back, still holding the dildo and the vibrator. I placed them to the side. "Ok, Jenny, show Jack how well you've learned your squats." Jen placed a leg on each side of my waist and slowly lowered herself. I held my cock straight up and she took it to the hilt in her pussy. Then she raised and lowered herself onto my cock, fucking me ever so slowly. "Yeah, I think so too, Jack, perfect form. No, please go right ahead, I have no need for her mouth at the moment," I said, as I passed her the dildo which had been up her pussy for the last five minutes. Jenny dropped to her knees, and started rocking back and forth on my cock, while she closed her eyes and demonstrated the long hours of practice she'd probably had with that big cock in her mouth. When I started fucking her harder, she took almost the entire thing down her throat. "See what I mean? Yeah we are lucky." I reached up and took the dildo from her, then pulled her against my chest. "Yeah, I think she's ready for it. Go for it buddy." I reached behind her with the vibrator, and by feel, started working it in her butt. "Of course it's tight, you're her first back there, and I'm already inside, filling half the available space." Jenny was finally starting to moan louder, and to stop herself she was chewing on my shoulder. "Ok Jack, I agree, lets fuck her ragged." I was fucking her hard from below, and working about 4 inches of the vibrator in and out of her ass. She was biting me hard, her fingernails digging into me. Her breath was gasping and suddenly I could feel her coming, her pussy clenching at my stiff cock. She was squealing into my shoulder. I turned the vibrator from low to high, and held it deep in her ass, as I fucked her as hard as I could from below. She was slamming her cunt down onto me. I reached over to her head, pulled her off my shoulder by her hair, placed her mouth over mine, and stuck my tongue half way down her throat. I could feel the end coming and finally pulled the vibrator from her butt, as I unloaded a huge amount of cum inside her. With each stream I lifted her several inches off the bed. On the third lunge she tore her face off mine, arched her back and screamed as a huge orgasm shook her body. I reached up and squeezed her erect nipples, as the final remnants of my own orgasm finally subsided. Jen & Me Ch. 4: And Jack... She was bent over my body propped up on her hands, eyes closed, breathing like she'd just finished a marathon. I pulled myself out from under her, leaving her on her hands and knees. I grabbed her hair, tilted her head back and placed my cock against her mouth. It was soaked in both our cum. She obediently opened her mouth and cleaned me completely. Once I was clean, I still did not pull away, but let her continue to pleasure me. It wasn't long before my hard-on was returning, and I was evaluating new ways to use my pleasure slave. I guided her down to the bed. I had her lay flat, and I placed both her hands over her head. I took a scarf from her closet and wrapped it once, loosely around her wrists, then placed a book on the loose ends. "Now, isn't that a lovely sight, this hot young girl, restrained, unable to move her hands, completely at my mercy." I took two more scarves, and wrapped each around an ankle, tucking the end under the edge of the mattress. Her legs were now spread the width of the double bed, anchored only by her desire to obey my commands. "Damn, you look wonderful that way. Imagine if you were trussed like that, in the back of the gym, where anyone who happened upon you could, and would use you hard." "Please, please don't leave me this way. I'm sorry, I'll do anything you want, anything." Jenny was getting into the play. She was writhing her body sexily. "Let me show you how I can make you happy, just you. Please..." "Shut up, bitch. You had your chance. You WILL pleasure me, and anyone else I tell you to." I looked around the room and spotted a pair of panties and a half-tee shirt lying nearby. I folded the shirt and lay it across her eyes, blocking 95% of her vision, and I placed the panties across her mouth. "That'll shut you up." I stepped out to the kitchen and got some toys to tease her with. Returning to the bedroom, I placed everything in reach, and decided to give her delightful breasts some much-deserved attention. I started out kissing and licking each one, massaging them, tweaking the nipples. When her breasts started to show the effects, I pulled an ice cube out of the glass next to me, and rubbed it on her near nipple. She jerked under the attention. I reached up and held her hands down, while I worked that ice cube down her neck, around her breasts, across her nipples, down her navel, and finally rubbing it over her clit. She was really writhing under the cold wet feel. When there was little more than a sliver left, I pushed the remaining piece up her pussy, and grabbed a fresh one. "One down, about 10 more to go." She moaned loudly against her panties, shaking her head and imploring me with whines to stop. The next one was used just on her nipples, alternating between applying the ice, and my mouth. I was kissing, licking, sucking and biting at her very hard nipples. This time, when the ice cube was about 2 thirds done I slipped it inside her pussy, slowly pushing it in as far as I could reach. All the tit action had me ready for some more fucking. I removed the panties from Jen's mouth, and kissed her like it was the first time we had ever met. I tenderly nibbled her lips and explored her mouth, first hesitantly darting my tongue in to meet hers, then more aggressively exploring her hot mouth. I finished the kissing by licking and kissing all around her mouth, neck, chin and ear. Kneeling upright, I took my rock hard dick and laid it across her lips. She could lick and kiss the bottom of my shaft, and by moving her head side to side, reach from my sack to the crest of my dick. "I just love those gorgeous tits, I hope you don't mind if I fuck them, do you?" "Whatever you want, I'm yours, tell me." "Good." Squatting over her face I lowered my ass down onto her mouth. "Rim me good now, while I fuck your delicious tits baby." I placed my raging hard-on between her tits, and squeezed them together, twisting and squeezing her nipples, as I screwed away. I worked her tits in the opposite direction of each stroke, pulling and pushing them. Jen's tongue was lapping away at my crack; occasionally working it's way into my hole. After a few minutes of fucking her tits I'd had enough of that fun, and settled back to let her lick my asshole and balls. I was half kneeling, half squatting, maneuvering the action by shifting forward and back, giving her access to one ball, then the other, then back to my ass. I finally pushed my ass down on her face, letting her push her sweet tongue up as far in me as she could reach. I was stroking my hard-on and enjoying the sensation immensely. When I'd had enough of that, I kneeled beside her and fucked her mouth a little longer, before deciding to switch gears. "Thank you babe, that was delicious, but I feel I'm hogging all the fun." I stood up, wrapped the blindfold a little more securely, and replaced the panties over her mouth, but not before placing a kiss on her lips, and placing an ice cube in her mouth. I took a break in the kitchen, having a drink of juice, and cleaning up a bit. I went to the front door, and loudly opened it and closed it. I was enjoying the play, I hoped Jen was as well. After a few more minutes, I reopened and closed the door, and walked back to her bedroom. "Dude! Thanks man, I owe you for this," I yelled out in my best surfer dude imitation. "Whoa, babe, you are one hot little hardbody. I've seen you at the gym, wigglin' your ass in them tight biking shorts. You've starred in more than one of my dreams babe." "Man here's those biking shorts you tease us with, I can put these to use." I simulated untying her legs, then I placed one leg halfway in a leg of the shorts. "I just gotta taste that bare little 'tang of yours." I lowered myself and lapped away at her pussy like a dog at a water bowl. After a minute of this she was writhing and moaning, and I was hard again. "Ok, let's get you adjusted." I placed her second leg, up to the knee, into the same leg of her biking pants, which held her legs tightly together. I could with one hand move her legs as a pair. I took her legs and held them straight up, thighs together. "I figure with the amount of fucking you're getting back here, this will keep you tight for me." I placed the head of my dick at the entrance to her pussy, and slowly drove it home. "Oooooooooooh," she moaned, through the panties over her mouth. "Yeah, that's nice baby. You ARE tight." I placed her legs over one shoulder, and bent her over so I could play with her tits, while I screwed her. I was squeezing and twisting her tits pretty hard. The fucking was becoming more intense, until I had her back arched, her legs almost touching her forehead, and my body stretched straight out, weight on my toes, her tits, and slamming into her cunt with everything I had. Jen was moaning continuously, the breath driven out of her on every down-stroke. "Fuck, fuck this sweet little bitch. Fuck her tight pussy. Fuck her. Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUUUUUUUUCK!" I came deep inside her, grinding my cock into her for long seconds afterwards. "Thanks, babe. Hope to do you again some time," I told her, as I pulled out, gave her a firm smack on the ass, and tossed her legs to the side. I got up and left the room, leaving her on her side, breathing hard and trembling. I opened and closed the front door for effect, got her a tall glass of ice water, and returned to the room, ready to release her. She was still lying as I'd left her. Not able to resist, I kneeled beside her head, removed the panties from over her mouth, and placed my cock across her lips. She took me in her mouth without hesitation, and sucked away while I played with her tits. This time I never said a word, never made a sound. When she had me hard finally, I just kept fucking her mouth. After a long period of this, I moved down to her feet. I put her on her belly, holding her hands in place, then moved her legs, still bound together, under her, her knees almost in her chest. Her ass jutted well out, exposing her pussy and ass. I fucked her like that, hard, for almost ten minutes. I pounded away on her swollen pussy, never speaking. After a few minutes, Jenny started repeating 'fuck' over and over again, almost like a mantra. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...." It went on and on. I started smacking her ass on every dozen or so strokes. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUUUCK, fuck, fuck..." Unbelievably she was coming again, wiggling her ass, shouting "FUCK, FUCK, FUCK." No longer in rhythm, just shouting. She finally exploded, and eventually fell over on her side. I continued my fucking. She was in a fetal position, and oblivious. I fucked her like this for a few more minutes. Finally, ready to come, I got up and stuck my cock in her mouth. She responded like the trooper that she was and finished me, swallowing the little cum I did manage to generate. I removed the shorts, unwrapped her wrists, and finally uncovered her eyes. I raised her shoulders up like an invalid, and placed the water glass against her lips. She drank eagerly. I left her there and ran a bath. I went back, carried her back to the bathroom, and helped her settle into the tub. I slipped in behind her, and let her rest against my chest, while I used a soapy facecloth to wash her neck, chest, stomach, and between her legs. She finally broke the silence. "God, I love you." Though it wasn't what I wanted to hear, and even though I knew better, I kissed her neck and said, "I know. I love you too. I love you so much." Jenny was crying. I held her in the warm water, arms around her waist, rocking her back and forth. I turned her face to mine, and we kissed passionately. Then I kissed her tears away. I was going to have to get her a man of her own. Fast. * * * * I was late getting home. I told Cheryl that I had gone back to Jenny's and tried to dissuade her from letting Marisa move in. I also told her about this trainer named Jack who was interested in Jenny, and I was doing my best to help him. "I also repeated the massage and ointment treatment." I told her. "Was she nude?" "Yes. After I massaged her back and butt, I rolled her over and well, you know, licked her." I admitted. "Did you screw her?" "No, but I did eventually come in her mouth. Twice." "Nice?" "Very." "Good. Well don't screw her. I don't mind you doing other stuff, but I expect to be around whenever you're screwing anybody. Speaking of which, Denise is coming up next weekend. We told Mark that we'd be training and driving to a 10K in Richmond. She'll be here from Friday, until Sunday evening. Conserve your strength lover, you're going to need it." Cheryl led me upstairs, and immediately did everything she could to make sure I couldn't conserve my strength, while discussing operation 'Triad', AKA the seduction of Denise. * * * * I met Jenny outside the gym. "Jack's been asking me about you. I told him we were just good friends." "Why?" She asked suspiciously. "I think he wants to ask you out." "And what - you want to get rid of me?" She snapped. "What, are you crazy? Of course not! But I was thinking of this weekend, one more back to help Marisa move in, and maybe even the potential of a foursome. I might be willing to share a little, but give you up? Never, I hope." "Well, it could be fun..." she admitted. "He's a nice guy, single, college MBA, and he thinks you are hotter than sunspots. And if I'm supposed to satisfy both you and Marisa, I could use some help. Hell you wear me out by yourself." "Who wears who out?" She replied, arching her eyebrows. "Well, we both wear each other out, but I think it would be nice of us to make sure we wear Marisa out this weekend. Sort of a housewarming gift." "You really are looking forward to doing Marisa again, aren't you?" she asked teasingly. "Absolutely. And I'd love to see her get it at both ends. Tell me the idea of three of us pleasuring you doesn't pique your interest." "I'm a little nervous, but get wet just thinking about it. Let's go workout." * * * * Jack worked her out again. I stayed for part of it, then went and did my own workout. When she hit the cardio, Jack stopped by. "Thanks man. We're going out tomorrow. I got tickets for Tom Petty on the lawn." "That's great. Did she mention moving day on Saturday?" I asked. "Yeah. I told her I'd try to make it." "Make it. There will be two extremely horny girls in that house, and I expect some help." I confided. "No shit? Cool. I'll be there." He sounded a lot more eager now. "And tomorrow - she likes margaritas, and to have her neck nibbled. And don't rush her." I slipped him a $50. "Bring her flowers, take a nice picnic. Something simple nothing pretentious." "Thanks, but I can pay for it..." he started. "You got the tickets, I'll get dinner. This summer, when you have a real job, I'll let you pay for a double date." "You're on." * * * * "And what were you two talking about?" Jen had walked up behind me on the glider. "Getting big, gym gossip, and a little about you." I told her. "Oh really." "He was asking what you were like, what food you liked, what music you liked, you know." "So?" "So I told him a little and told him he'd have to find out the rest from you." "He seems kind of nice. And you're right. As soon as he starts touching me while working out he gets a nice tent in his shorts. We're going out tomorrow." "Tom Petty. I'm jealous." "Of the concert, or someone else being with me." She teased. "Yes. Give me a call no matter how late and let me know how it goes." * * * * The call came at 1:20 am. "Hello?" "It was great, he was really nice, and he had a fried chicken picnic basket, and flowers, and the concert was awesome, and I invited him in, and we had some drinks, and watched some tv, and we made out for a long time, and he just loved my tits, thank-you, thank-you, thank-you, and I gave him a blow job, but that was all, and he has a real nice cock, as long as yours, and he told me how wonderful I looked and how sweet I was, and how great I was at blow-jobs, and he's coming over tomorrow, and we have the same..." "Breathe, Jenny. You are gushing. Now tell your sister about your date." I passed the phone to Cheryl, who was still a little groggy. We had stayed up until almost one, and she had been just drifting off to sleep. I fell asleep to the sound of the girls gabbing about first dates, and what good signs were, and expectations. And to images of me and Cheryl, and Denise, and Jenny. I woke to a warm mouth on my cock, and in my half-dream it was Denise, showing the other girls how she liked to give head. Cheryl had thrown back the covers, and was getting me hard. I was already nearly at full mast, and wondered how long the dream and Cheryl's mouth had coincided. She mounted me and leaned over and gave me a big kiss. "You are my hero. A week ago I could swear Jenny was turning gay, and now she's having sex with men and may even have a boy friend. This guy sounds really nice." "He is. I've known him for a year. He's a nice guy, graduates with his MBA soon, and he thinks Jenny is the hottest thing this summer." I told her, enjoying the leisurely fuck she was administering. "Well, you've earned every reward we can find. If we can get Denise to play along next weekend, you'll get your payoff. Anything else you'd like?" "Now that you mention it, we could invite Jenny over with Denise. On Sunday maybe." I unconsciously accented my desire by picking up the pace again. "Hmmm, I don't know. Let's see how things go with Denise." She was more than a little hesitant. I could understand. That sister thing sharing the husband was a little over the line, especially with a friend there to witness. I pulled her down and spread her cheeks wide as I fucked up into her. The pace was really torrid. I finally came in a series of grunts and thrusts, relaxing back on the bed. "You certainly have earned it," Cheryl said, still on track from our conversation. "If not with Denise, I'll see what we can do about right afterwards. Ok, lover?" "More than Ok." I let my mind wander back to the blowjob contest, with Denise in the lead, but Jenny eager to take her turn, as I dozed off.