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The first time I saw her she was walking a bobcat down the sidewalk. I was spreading mulch around the rose bushes in the yard, and I heard someone walking down the sidewalk. I looked up and saw the bobcat. I was somewhat startled, to say the least, and prepared to flee for my life. Then I noticed her. Something was wrong with this picture. First, you just don't walk any kind of cat. They don't cooperate like that. Second, you don't walk bobcats: you run away if they don't run away from you.
It had a little harness on and a leash was attached to the top of the harness. It was walking along quite happily, stopping to smell things occasionally. Attached to the other end of the leash was a dusky goddess. God, she was gorgeous. She was tall and slender, but very muscular. She must have been close to six feet. Her long, creamy brown legs went from pink athletic shoes about a mile upward to the bottom of white shorts that were about mid-thigh. You could see the muscles flexing in her calves and thighs. She had on a t-shirt with some cartoon figure on it and it swept in from slender hips to what looked like about a 24-inch waist. Then it flared upward to some very nice looking breasts. They weren't huge, but they certainly weren't small. They were perfectly proportioned for her body, very high and firm. My eyes made it up past those breasts and my breath caught in my throat. One of the most beautiful faces I'd ever seen sat on a long, graceful neck. Her lips were full, almost puffy and her mouth was maybe a little too wide for classic beauty. Her chin was little and pointed and her jawline was strong. Her nose was little, and not very wide. The jawline swept upward to high cheekbones; her cheeks were a little hollow and her eyes were amazing. They were huge, almond shaped and a soft brown. I was close enough that I could see green and gold flecks in them.
She had pounds of curls, reaching down to the middle of her back and standing up in studied disorder around her head. They were a glossy black and there was a strand of brown or red here and there. I was stunned. This was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen! What was she doing walking down my sidewalk, and what was she doing with a bobcat?
I found my voice. "Hi," I said. "New to the neighborhood?" I know, brilliant conversation, right?
She noticed me and smiled shyly. It was dazzling in its radiance. That smile lit her up like a beacon and told me everything I later found out about her character. She was beautiful, a little hesitant, innocent and confident, all at the same time.
"Hi," she said. Her voice was as beautiful as the rest of her, low, husky and musical in a way that made you want to hear her speak some more. "Yes, I just bought a house on the other side of the block."
"Do you raise bobcats?" I asked.
She laughed and I wanted to make her do it again. "He isn't a bobcat," she said. "He's a Pixie Bob. He does look like a bobcat, though, doesn't he?"
"Does he like to be petted?" I asked.
"Sometimes, if he likes you," she said.
"Can I give it a try?" I asked. "He's so cute! He won't kill me, will he?" She laughed and I came and knelt down in the grass. He looked me over for a few seconds and apparently decided I needed investigating. He came over and rubbed against me. I scratched his cheeks and he began to rumble, his purr sounding more like a threat.
"What's his name?" I asked.
"He doesn't really have one," she said. "He's never seemed to want one. We just call him Cat."
I laughed. "Well, he certainly is a lot of that." He was panting in the summer heat. "He looks thirsty," I said. "Should we give him a drink?"
"If you don't mind," she said.
"Wait here," I told her. I went and got a little plastic bucket off the deck, filled it with water from the hose and brought it to the sidewalk. He was lying in the grass, panting, and I set the bucket down by him. He stood up and began to drink.
"I'm Kara," I told her. "Welcome to the neighborhood." I stuck my hand out. She shook it with a firm grip.
"I'm Syndy," she said.
"Nice to meet you, Cindy," I said.
"I know how you're spelling that in your head," she smiled that smile again. "Whoever named me was weird." She spelled it for me.
"That's an interesting name," I said. "Did your mother ever tell you why she spelled it like that?"
"I never really knew her," Syndy said. "I know about her, but she gave me to an orphanage when I was a baby. I don't know who gave me the weird name."
"How do you know about her?" I asked.
"The Sisters told me," she said. "She was a seventeen year old black girl who got pregnant by an older white man. Her parents were sort of racists and they made her give me up. She told the Sisters and they wrote all the information down in a file."
"Honey, that's just awful," I said. "I'm so sorry that happened to you." I hesitated, not wanting to seem too forward, but my heart already went out to this beautiful woman with a tragic past. "Syndy, would you like to come over for dinner tonight?"
She looked conflicted for a minute, like she wanted to but couldn't. "I can't, I'm sorry," she said. "I have to go pick my daughter up in..." she looked at her phone," thirty minutes. I don't have a babysitter yet. I should take Cat and go home so I can go get her."
"Where is she?" I asked.
"Do you know the Wilkens?" she asked. "Amy Wilkens took her to story time at the library. I really have to go now."
"Bring your daughter," I said. "I made a chocolate cake this morning. We'd love to meet her and I've loved talking to you. Let us make you feel welcome here."
She tugged on Cat's leash and he stood up. "What time would you want me to come?" she asked.
"Come at six," I told her.
"Can I bring something?" she said as Cat began to lead her away.
"No, I've got everything," I said. "Your daughter and an appetite. Bring Cat, too, if you want."
She waved and I watched until she turned the corner.
Randy pulled into the driveway just as she disappeared. I had sent him to Lowe's for more mulch and he had two bags under each arm when he got to me. "Where do you want them?" he asked.
"Right there," I pointed. "Randy, I just met the sweetest, most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She's coming to dinner this evening. She just bought Sam and Allie's house. I didn't know it had sold, did you?"
He shrugged his shoulders, shaking off the weight of the mulch. "No, I haven't been on Pine Street for a week or two. Tell me more about beautiful girls."
"You big lecher!" I punched him in the leg. "She's stunning, Randy. She's black and she's got this hair! She has a little girl. She didn't say anything about a husband and she wasn't wearing a ring. She has this mammoth cat, too, that looks like a bobcat. She was taking it for a walk! Who takes a cat for a walk? We started talking and she's adorable. Help me spread this mulch around and I'm going to cook dinner. You go clean up and look nice after we're finished. You'll want to make a good impression. Trim your eyebrows!"
He laughed and sunk to his knees beside me. He tilted my head up and kissed me. "You're adorable," he said. "If she's going to stay late I'm going to hate her." He slipped his hand up under my blouse and cupped my breast. When he pinched my nipple, it swelled up like a strawberry and I moaned into his mouth.
"We'll run her off in plenty of time," I said. "I'm going to wear you out! It's Saturday night and you know what that means."
We finished the rose bed and I went off to shower. I put on a cute little red and white sundress I had bought the week before. I made spaghetti red. It's basically chili over spaghetti noodles, with onions and pickles on top. There aren't any beans in the chili, though. I made garlic bread and opened a bottle of a nice Cabernet. I had several kinds of juice for the daughter and I decided on pomegranate. At six, the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. Syndy was standing there and I was speechless again. She was immaculate. She had on a white sheath dress and a leather choker with a pinkish stone.
I wanted to touch her. I felt almost compelled to reach out and feel her hair, run my fingers over that creamy skin and feel how soft she was. I had never felt like this before in my life. This was very upsetting to me. Was it just her vulnerability, her beauty, or what was going on with me? Whatever it was, I felt something I'd never felt before. She held out a bunch of daisies. "Do you have a vase?" she asked. "I hope you like them."
I grabbed her hand, pulled her close to me and hugged her. It was like hugging a volcano. She felt like she was running a fever. She put the hand with the daisies in it behind my back and hugged me. I felt soft lips brush my cheek. I looked down and noticed she had a little shadow by the hand. I squealed with delight.
I knelt down in the floor and smiled. She was a tiny, perfect, miniature copy of her mother. She had that mane of glossy curls, that same coffee with lots of cream complexion and those same, huge, almond shaped eyes.
"Kara, this is Andrea," Syndy introduced us. "She likes to be called Andie."
"Hello, Andrea, I'll be sure to call you Andie," I said. "Do you like spaghetti?"
She was very shy and she looked like she was about three. "Yes, I wike spaghetti," she said so softly I could hardly hear her. She was so cute I thought my heart would stop.
"Can I hug you, baby?" I asked her.
She hesitated and looked up at her mother. Syndy nodded, and she came forward, putting her chubby little arms around my neck and I hugged her tiny form up tightly. I realized I was crying.
"What's wrong, Kara?" Andie asked. "Why are you crying?"
"You're just so beautiful," I told her. "I always wanted a little girl like you. I can't have children and seeing how beautiful you are just made me so happy you came to see us that I cried. They're happy tears, honey."
Her curly little head pressed against mine. "Maybe Mommy will wet me come and be your wittle girl sometimes," she offered. She had trouble with the "L" sound at the beginning of words and it just added to her charm.
Randy came ambling in about that time and I introduced them. He reached down and scooped Andie up as she squealed with delight. He's like a big teddy bear. Children love him instinctively. He hugged Syndy and I could tell he was in awe of her. He couldn't take his eyes off either one of our guests and I smiled. This was perfect.
We ate dinner and I discovered that Andie liked pickles, but not onions and she wanted Parmesan cheese on her spaghetti. She liked chocolate cake, too, and had two pieces and some ice cream. We retired to the living room and Andie watched a cartoon, sitting on Randy's lap, while we got to know each other.
Syndy and I sat next to each other on the sofa with our feet up on the ottoman and our heads touching. I found out that she was a teacher. She taught science at the high school down the street and had moved here from Texas. She was 29, had a master's degree and she coached volleyball.
I told her about Randy and me. He works for NASA and I'm a fiduciary. I manage money. I'm 48 and Randy's 49. We've been married for 21 years and we were high school sweethearts. Syndy liked to play racquetball and we made a date to play on Monday. She was out of school for the summer and I was looking forward to spending some time with her. I knew she was someone I would like to be very good friends with.
Over the next two months, she became part of our lives in ways I had never even anticipated. Randy and I both loved her dearly and I felt like I had known her all my life. We fell totally in love with Andie. She spent nearly as much time at our house as she did at hers. She loved me and we had lots of fun, but Randy was her real buddy. They spent hours in our pool and Syndy and I watched them play. They often brought Cat with them and, oddly enough, he showed absolutely none of most cats' aversion to water. He swam happily whenever he got hot.
Syndy was a study in contradictions. She was such a child in many ways: at least it seemed so, to this lady going on fifty. She had the same innocence of heart that Andie did. She was an open book and her emotions were never far from the surface. She would laugh at the smallest things and cry at the drop of a hat. There was no middle ground with her. She either loved something or someone, or she hated them. She overreacted to everything except Andie.
Randy and I wondered if the child had ever heard the word "no." She never talked back or questioned anything Randy and I, or her mother, asked her to do. Syndy didn't have many rules for her; the only one she struggled with was being loud indoors. Syndy would raise one eyebrow and that was all it took. Andie would be instantly contrite. That raised eyebrow was the only form of discipline I ever saw used, but it was very effective so we supposed there had been something else at some point.
We did everything together and Syndy quickly became my best friend. Andie was the daughter Randy and I never had. When school started, Andie stayed with me most of the time. I work from home except when I have a meeting and she went with me to most of those. She would sit in a chair with her iPad and never make a peep for however long the meeting took.
There was one thing about Syndy that troubled us. There was about a five-year gap in her life that she would never talk to us about. That gap included Andie's father, and we could sense that there was something dark and sinister there. We figured that she would tell us when she was ready and we never pushed or pried.
Our relationship changed three days into her summer vacation the next year. It was a beautiful day and Randy had taken Andie fishing. Syndy and I watched movies, drinking strawberry daiquiris and giggling together. We were sitting on the sofa, leaning up against each other with our heads together. My hand was on her thigh and it felt so silky smooth and gorgeous that I had to stroke it. I loved touching her and she was very physical, too. Anytime she was close to me, she had an arm around me and we kissed a lot, too.
I looked over at her and her eyes were half closed as she watched the movie. Her lips were slightly parted and I noticed a droplet of ice and daiquiri on her lower lip. It fascinated me. That lip was so full and puffy and luscious looking and that little droplet was so sensual that it felt like a magnet, drawing me to her. I don't know what came over me, but I had to do it. I leaned toward her and took that lower lip between mine, stretching it out, sucking the drop off and then letting it go.
Her eyes opened wide and I could see those green and gold flecks explode into fire. Her hand reached behind my head and she pulled me close, kissing me for a long time. My heart was pounding, my nipples sprang erect and my pussy flooded.
"Kara," she whispered against my lips. "Do you want to make love to me?"
I didn't say anything, but I was shocked at the answer inside my own head. I did want to make love to her, so badly that I couldn't think of anything else! I'm not a lesbian. I had never felt this way about another woman in my life, but I loved this dusky goddess! I loved her like she was my little sister, but I was also on fire for her. I was so conflicted that I began to cry.
"Yes, Syndy, I do want to make love to you, but I can't," I wept. "I love you, but I love Randy and I would never cheat on him."
"I love him, too, and I love you," she said. "I would never do anything to hurt either of you," she held me and petted my hair. "I would make love to both of you if you'd let me. Do you think he would?"
I sat up. "I wouldn't know how to ask him," I confessed. "The thought never entered my head until I kissed you, honey."
"I thought you were hot the first time I saw you," she said. That soft, low laugh rumbled up. "You two are the most loving people I've ever known. You are such a MILF, Kara, and Randy is smoking hot. I've been lusting after both of you."
"I'm afraid, baby," I told her. "I love you so much and Randy and I love Andie so much, too. I wouldn't risk our relationship for anything, no matter how much I want you. I won't risk my relationship with Randy, either."
She laughed again. "I think that genie is out of the bottle, Kara. I know how you feel about me and you know how I feel about you. Randy doesn't know, and I won't risk anything about our relationship either. I want to make love to you, Kara, but we can't do that without Randy being okay with it. I won't mention a word to him if you don't want me to. If I could find a way to bring it up to him, would you be willing?"
"Maybe, yes, no, hell, I don't know, honey," I said. "This is so weird! Would you really make love to both of us?"
"In a heartbeat," she said. "Either one of you, one at a time or all of us together, it doesn't matter to me. I love you both and I want to love you every way possible. It just seems to be a way to show how deeply I love you. You've both been so good to Andie and me. I can't help loving you. I would share myself with you in every way possible and I would get to have that intimacy with you that I can't get in any other way. Why shouldn't three people who love each other have that?"
"I have no idea," I said. "My mind is whirling, Syndy. I need time to sort all this out in my head. I need to talk to Randy, although I have no idea what to say to him."
"Why don't you let me try?" she asked.
"No!" I protested. "I'm afraid, Syndy. What if he thinks I don't love him anymore or he gets jealous? What if he falls in love with you and doesn't want me anymore? He might be mad at me for wanting you and his heart would break and I would just kill myself!" I was getting panicked.
"Shhh," she shushed me. "It's okay, Kara. I won't say anything without your permission. We'll think about it and if we can find a way, we'll do it. If we can't find a way, we'll just love each other like before and everything will be fine. This is big, but it doesn't have to be a disaster. Do you trust me?"
"Yes, of course I do, but I just don't want anyone to be hurt," I was very sure about that. "Please, Syndy, just let me think. Don't do anything. We'll talk about this and decide what to do, but I need time to think."
"I've got the rest of your life," she smiled. "You're older than me. Relax, Kara, it's me. I told you, I've been drooling over you since the first time I saw you. I'm so happy you want me. I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable except this."
Her hands tangled in my hair and she kissed me. It was so hot it made my head swim. I felt her hand slide down to cup my breast, finding and rolling my nipple between her fingers. Sparks blew up in my brain and I thought I was going to cum right then. She drew back and left me gasping. "You are so hot, Kara," she laughed. "God, I love you."
"You're so naughty, Syndy," I told her. "I can't believe you did that!"
"I'll do a lot more if I get the chance," she said. "I've never made love to a woman before, but you make me so hot!"
I fanned my face with a magazine. I felt like I was sweating profusely, but it was just excitement. I had been having some hot flashes, but this was something else. I looked over at Syndy and she was smiling that million candlepower smile. I reached out and cupped her cheek with my hand. Her skin was incredibly soft and silky. I stroked her cheek and she nuzzled into my hand and purred like Cat. I ran my fingers up and pushed a stray curl behind her ear. She shivered a little and I ran my finger around the little shell shape of her tiny ear. It was pointed toward the top, reminding me of an elf.
"God, I love you, Syndy," I told her.
"You have no idea how happy that makes me," she kissed my hand. "I need another daiquiri!"
I laughed and got up to refill our glasses. The spell was broken but the thoughts lingered. We cuddled and whispered until Randy and Andie came home. They were laughing and we went to hug them. They smelled fishy and we sent them off to clean up.
We had dinner together, some of the fish they had caught, and from time to time, I would catch Syndy's eye and those flecks would whirl. We would smile and go back to our dinner conversations. When they went home, I dragged Randy off to the bedroom and fucked him into exhaustion.
"Damn," he said as he lay on his back, trying to catch his breath. "I'm going to have to go fishing more often if this is the result!"
"Randy," I cuddled up to his side, "do you think Syndy is pretty?"
"God, yes," he said. "She's gorgeous and just about the sexiest woman I've ever seen!" He was very enthusiastic. Then he looked over at me and got a sheepish look on his face. "Well, next to you, that is," he finished lamely.
I laughed. "That was a lame-ass save there, buddy boy. I don't care if you think that. I think so, too. I could never be jealous of her. I love that girl, Randy."
"Yeah, me, too," he said. "Why did you ask me that, babe?"
"I don't know," I said. "I just wondered."
"Ha!" he said. "I know there's something going on it that devious brain." He became serious, looking me directly in the eye. "Kara, I meant what I said. You are the most beautiful, sexy woman I've ever seen. You look better than you did the day we met and you were drop dead gorgeous, then. You were kind of skinny, then. You've filled out and you're so sexy I can't keep my hands off you."
"So you like fat women?" I asked. "Is that what you're saying?"
"Someone is fishing for compliments," he said. He grinned at me. "Kara, you're so far from fat that fat runs from you. You just got these big, amazing tits," he squeezed one. "Your ass is fantastic and you keep yourself toned like a teenager. I constantly see men checking you out. I'm afraid you're going to find some young stud and run off."
I kissed his chest. "Well, that's never going to happen," I said. "I've got all the stud I need, right here. I reached down to his cock and it gave a twitch. Taking that as a sign of life, I slid down and engulfed it with my mouth. It took a while, but I got him back up to full attention. I mounted him and rode him until I was exhausted. He took over, pounding up into me until I was a quivering wreck before filling me up again with his hot cum.
Syndy and Andie always went to church on Sunday, so I didn't see her the next day. They came over Monday afternoon to swim and I told her all about what had happened with Randy. Her eyes were shining and those flecks were blazing by the time I finished. Her nipples were visibly erect in her yellow string bikini. Syndy in a bikini is quite a visual feast. Her breasts seem to defy gravity. She's long, very curvy and just packed with muscles. Her skin is just perfection and that tiny little bikini didn't hide much. I couldn't take my eyes off her and I wanted to stroke her in the worst way.
"You can touch me, Kara," she said. "I want you to. We won't do sexy things, but you know I like for you to touch me. I like touching you, too."
"Andie might see us," I said. "We could put sun block on each other. That wouldn't look weird."
Syndy got a little darker in the summer. She always wore sunblock. I'm a redhead, so I spend most of the time I'm not in the water covered in a wrap. I can tan a little bit, but mostly I get freckles. I get a little golden tint, but I burn easily. I put sunblock on her.
Syndy felt amazing under my fingers. I had never felt anyone so soft and firm at the same time. Randy had bigger muscles but he's kind of hairy and very masculine. Syndy was very muscular in a different way. Her skin was like satin. I rubbed the oily sunblock into her impossibly long legs, feeling her flex occasionally under my probing fingers. As I worked my way up her thighs, she spread her legs a little and I found myself staring. Her bikini had crept up and I could see the distinct outline of her pussy, a little hollow in the middle and a definite crease. I couldn't tear my eyes away for a minute but the opportunity to sink my fingers into her ass pulled me up. I rubbed her inner thighs, very close to her pussy and I let the back of my hand trail up her slit. She jumped and I heard a low, soft moan. I giggled to myself and kneaded her ass. Most of it was bare and I put my hands inside the part that was covered, working the oil into her skin. Her cheeks were as round as apples and just as firm. I jiggled them a little and she giggled. I did her back and arms and nibbled on her ear. That made her shiver and get goose bumps. I was straddling her butt and I rubbed my soaked bikini bottoms on it a couple of times before rising up a little so she could turn over.
My eyes were drawn immediately to her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and tenting her bikini top like little bullets. She saw me looking and glanced down at herself. She smiled that amazing smile.
"Look what you did to me, Kara!" Her cheeks dimpled. "God, you make me horny."
I pinched her nipples and she arched her back and moaned. "Don't do that!" she said. "I'm about to cum!"
I wanted to make her cum, but this was getting farther than I thought we should go. I did her front and she did me. She teased me a little but it wasn't overtly sexual. We swam and splashed Cat and Andie for a while. Randy came home from work and joined us. He played with Andie while Cat swam around them in circles. When Cat had enough of the water, he climbed up the steps and shook his fur. I rubbed him with a towel and he purred contentedly, like a small engine running. He purred a lot and made little chirping sounds, but I never heard him meow.
We all went out for burgers for dinner and then back to the house to hang out. We got a new cartoon for Andie to watch on pay per view. Randy sat between Syndy and me on the sofa and Andie lay in the floor, wrapped up in a quilt with her elbows resting on a pillow. We both snuggled up with Randy and he had one arm around each of us. Syndy crooked one finger at me and pursed her lips up into a kissy face. I glanced up at Randy and frowned at her.
"Kiss me," she mouthed. "He'll love it."
I hesitantly leaned toward her and she did the same from the other side. We kissed and it was the most erotic thing I'd ever done. I glanced up at Randy and he was watching us with a huge smile on his face. There was something huge growing in his pants under my forearm, too. I thought we had pushed it enough and I pulled back. I cupped the side of Syndy's face with my hand and caressed her with my fingertips. She nuzzled into his chest and my hand and we just petted each other for a while.
When the movie was over, Randy and I walked them to the door and kissed them goodnight. On the cheek, of course, since we didn't want to shock Andie. We petted Cat for a minute and they were gone. As soon as the door closed, Randy was all over me.
"Oh, my God!" he said. "That was the hottest thing I've ever seen, Kara! I can't believe you did that!" He was pulling my top over my head and unhooking my bra as he spoke excitedly. "I thought you two were going to fuck right there!"
"Would you have liked that?" I giggled.
"Have you ever met a man that wouldn't?" he asked. "Two of the hottest women on the planet making out on my lap? God that was sexy, Kara. I had no idea you would do something like that!"
"Are you mad at me?" I asked, hesitantly.
"Let's see," he mused. "Do you still love me, Kara?"
"With all my heart," I said.
"Are you going to leave me and move in with Syndy?" he asked.
That one shook me a little. "Randy, I'll never leave you," I told him. "You're my man. You're my life and I'll always be yours. I'll never leave you for anyone. You're everything to me and I would never do anything to hurt you. You're the other half of my soul and you'll always be first in my life."
He took my hand and guided it down to run it over the huge bulge in his pants. "Does that feel like I'm mad?" he asked.
I unfastened his pants and began stroking his cock. It was steel hard. "It feels like you're about to fuck me to death," I said.
He was kneading my breasts and pinching my nipples and it was driving me nuts. "That's my plan," he said. "No, Kara, I'm not mad at you. I'm surprised; I have some questions, but God, that was hot!"
He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the sofa. When he put me down, he bent me over the arm of the sofa and pulled my shorts and panties down. I was dripping wet. Getting wet had been a problem for me, lately, but not then. I was as horny as I'd ever been in my life. He stroked up and down a few times, getting that big cock wet in my juices and then he plunged it inside, slowly, in one long thrust, burying himself to the hilt and just touching the back wall of my pussy. I groaned and he started fucking me like a machine. I was cumming after about twenty strokes and he just kept on, pounding into me as I screamed my way through a series of climaxes that left me weak kneed and breathless. He gave a growl and I felt him go off, holding deep inside me and filling me up with his hot cum.
My knees started to collapse and he scooped me up again, carrying me to bed and spooning up behind me. He held my breast in his hand and we drifted off. I felt so safe and so loved by my amazing man.
When I got up the next morning, I had slept in. I could smell breakfast and my tummy growled. I showered quickly and when I went into the kitchen, I was surprised to see Syndy.
"Hi, baby," I greeted her. "Where's Andie?"
"She's staying with Laura Wilkens today. They went to the zoo," she said. "Randy called and said you guys wanted to talk to me." She arched an eyebrow at me in question. I shrugged my innocence.
Randy put plates down in front of us. It was delicious and I was starving. We ate and nervously made small talk. I trusted him so I decided to just go with him, whatever it was.
Syndy helped do the dishes and they talked, making an occasional comment to me as I sipped my coffee and watched them indulgently. She was very playful, bumping him with her hip as she reached for the dishes she was drying. He gave her a swat on the butt once while she was bending over putting a colander away. She squealed and he winked at me. I smiled. They were like a brother and sister, playing with each other. I loved their easy relationship. I hoped whatever was happening with the three of us wasn't going to change that.
When they were finished, we all took a cup of coffee to the sofa. Syndy and I sandwiched him between us, just like the night before, and he put an arm around us and squeezed us up.
"Girls, I haven't been trying to make you nervous or uneasy," he began. "I've noticed how you two look at each other."
"How do we look at each other?" Syndy asked with one of those blinding smiles.
"Like you're about to tear each other's clothes off," he grinned at her. "I want to know where you girls are going with this and what part I'm going to play."
I pulled his head around and kissed him. "You're going to play the part of my husband," I told him. "You're going to play the part of the man I love, the only man I love and the only man I ever have or ever will love. Got it, buster? Randy, you're my husband. I married you and promised to put you first in everything. No man or woman will ever take your place. I love Syndy and I think you do, too, but you're my life."
"Yeah, I think I've got that part," he said. "I was worried about that for a bit. I think I understand now. I'm pretty good with that role. It's the Syndy and Kara roles I'm wondering about."
"Okay, enough with the acting metaphors," Syndy laughed. "I'm just going to come out and say it, Randy. Is that okay, Kara?"
I was afraid, but I nodded. "I'm in love with your wife," Syndy said.
"Well, that was the part I knew," he said. "What's the other shoe?"
"I'm in love with you, too," she said. "I feel the same way about both of you."
There was a little shock on his face now. "Okay," he said slowly. "I didn't know that. I'm going to have to ask, aren't I? You two are just going to keep beating around the bush all day. Are you two having sex?"
"Nooo!" I said. "I would never do that, Randy. Don't ever think I would do something like that behind your back. Syndy wouldn't either. We've kind of felt each other up a little, but we agreed not to even tempt each other very much. Neither one of us would ever do anything you don't approve of, Randy. I promise we haven't."
Syndy nodded. "We want to, though. Can we? Please, Randy? I promise that I'll never try to take her away from you and you're going to get some incredible benefits, too."
"Do I get to watch?" he asked.
"If that's what you want," she said.
"Wouldn't you rather participate?" I asked him.
"You mean, like with you or with Syndy too?" he was a little hesitant.
"With me too," Syndy answered him. "I'm not a lesbian, Randy. I've never been with a woman before, but there's something about Kara that just makes me incredibly horny. I think it's that red hair and those big, beautiful breasts and just the way she's so loving and kind to everyone. I told her she's such a MILF. Let's take her to bed and fuck her, Randy. I want you to do me, too. I've been checking out that package when you're in the pool. God, it's been so long since I've been with anyone. You'll probably be disappointed. I've probably forgotten how."
I could see Randy's shorts begin to tent up. He looked at me. I cupped my breasts at him and he burst out laughing. "God, I was so worried that you two were going to kick me out in the cold," he said when he could catch his breath. "Now you're planning to kill me! You're going to make me have a heart attack, aren't you? Then you can move in together and enjoy my life insurance!"
"You big dope!" I punched him. "I was all worried that you'd think I didn't love you anymore! Are you sure you're okay with this, Randy? If you aren't, in any way, we won't do it."
"Are there going to be other men involved?" he asked.
"Of course not," I said. "Don't even think such a thing."
He turned to Syndy and slid his hand up under her top. I could see her melt as he fondled her breast. He kissed her and I heard her moan. "Let's take Kara to bed and fuck her," he said.
They attacked me and my clothes were gone before I could catch my breath. "No," I squealed. "I'm not going to be the only one naked! Stop it!" I grabbed Syndy by the arm. "Take her clothes off, Randy."
She struggled half-heartedly and we soon had her as naked as I was. We both paused, shocked, I think, at her absolute beauty. Naked, she looked exactly like I imagined she would with her clothes on. I think everyone who saw her mentally undressed her. That was an exercise in eroticism all by itself. Actually taking her clothes off and being able to see that fantastic body was nearly enough to make me cum without being touched. Her breasts were just perfect. They were high, firm and perfectly formed. Her areolae were very dark brown, and her nipples were a shade darker, almost a dark blackberry color. They were the sexiest things I'd ever seen and I had to have one.
I fastened my lips to one nipple and Randy took the other. I ran my hand down that silky belly, ridged with muscle to the softness below. She had a tiny, arrowhead shaped patch of glossy black curls. I tugged on it and she moaned. I let my fingers trail down to heat and moisture and I felt the bump of her clitoris. I pinched it a little and her hips jolted up off the sofa as she started writhing slowly.
"I thought we were going to fuck Kara, Randy," she said. "It kinda seems like the target has changed."
He lifted his head from her breast. "Nah, just wanted you horny and in the mood." He grinned at her and grabbed me.
I squeaked when he picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist. Syndy pressed her naked body against my back and reached around to cup my breasts. "I've wanted to get my hands on these since the first time I saw you," she whispered in my ear. "We're going to fuck you until you scream and then keep fucking you until you can't scream any more."
I shivered. This girl was wild and hungry! She reminded me of Cat. They walked me into the bedroom pinned between them and Syndy moved so Randy could lay me down on the bed. She pinned me down and he started removing his clothes. She was solid and heavy on top of me and she crushed my lips with her puffy ones. Our breasts crushed together and I could feel her nipples rubbing against mine. I ran my hands down the silk of her back to that amazing ass, pulling her to me as we ground our pussies together. I felt the bed shake and Randy was crawling up beside us. She turned my head toward him and his lips replaced hers.
I could feel her sliding downward and her tongue flicking over my nipples before continuing lower. Randy switched to my breasts and I was free to moan out the ecstasy streaking through my body. Syndy pushed my thighs apart and I could feel her hot breath on my exposed pussy. It sent shivers through me. The thought that this woman/child wanted me and was about to taste me made me nearly insane with lust. The simple fact that she was a woman was so erotic and taboo that I was panting and trembling before her tongue ever touched me.
I felt her hot fingers spread me and then her tongue was caressing my inner labia. Shocks like electric current shot through me and I felt my clit throbbing, feeling like it had grown to an inch long! Her tongue circled it gently and I thrust my hips toward her, seeking more contact as Randy's lips and tongue on my nipples flooded my body with overwhelming sensations.
Randy slid down to join her and I heard murmured words between them. My mind was in such a fog of euphoria that what they were saying didn't register. I only knew I needed to cum so badly I thought I was going to die. I felt Syndy slide away and then Randy was teasing me, tapping my clit with his tongue but refusing me the release I so desperately craved. I was vaguely aware of Syndy moving away and then she was back. She had a bag in her hand and I recognized it as my toy bag. She rummaged around for a bit and came out with my white vibrator. She flicked the switch and it gave a low hum.