Chapter 7

Jenny Cooper wasn't planning on stopping for a drink after work but the dim, cool interior of the BRANDYWINE looked so inviting, she was drawn in and found herself sitting on a bar stool before she quite knew what was happening.

"Uh... a glass of white wine please," Jenny said timidly as the good-looking bartender came over to her. "I... I don't want to stay too long. I've got to get ready for my wedding tomorrow."

Dave's eyebrows raised in surprise. For a girl getting married tomorrow, the pretty little redhead didn't look very happy. She looked like she had a big problem on her mind.

"Getting married, hmmmm?" Dave asked, sliding the glass of wine in front of her. "Aren't you excited? Most brides I've seen look happier than you look right now, Sweetie."

"Uh... well... I guess I'm a little nervous," Jenny admitted, raising her eyes and then looking quickly away. "You know how it is. Last day jitters, I guess."

Dave poured another glass of wine before Jenny even asked. She certainly looked as if she had a problem. He wondered if there was anything he could do to help. He wished that Brandy were here right now but she was in the back room working on the books.

Suddenly Dave got an idea that almost made him laugh right out loud. It was so simple he was surprised he hadn't thought of it immediately. What were most girls nervous about the day before their wedding? Sex, of course. This pretty little redhead must be nervous about sex and that was one thing Brandy could help with. She'd helped all the other customers who'd gotten the gold swizzle sticks. There was no reason why she couldn't help this nervous young bride too.

"Hold on a second, honey... I'll be right back," Dave said, heading for the back room to talk with Brandy. It wasn't more than a minute before he was back with a smile on his face. "The owner's wife would like to see you, honey," he said, grinning at Jenny. "She wants to give you a wedding present. It's sort of a tradition around here. Brandy gives you a ticket for a free bottle of champagne when you and your new husband come in."

"Oh... that's nice," Jenny said, looking a little confused. She'd never heard of anything like this before, but it certainly was a nice gesture.

"Around the bar and through that door," Dave instructed, keeping his grin well-hidden. He could hardly wait to find out what Brandy was going to do. If anyone could find out what Jenny's problem was, it was Brandy. She'd have the girl telling all her intimate secrets in a couple of seconds with her girl talk.

"I... I really want to thank you for the champagne," Jenny said to the gorgeous woman sitting at the desk. "I... I'm not sure we'll be collecting it, though. I'm having doubts about getting married tomorrow."

Jenny stopped and a surprised expression crossed her pretty face. She hadn't intended on saying that at all! Something about the pretty woman at the desk made her want to confess all her fears about marriage. This was unusual to say the least for Jenny. She'd never confided in anyone before.

"Sounds like you have a problem," Brandy said, pulling up a chair for the pretty little redhead. "Why don't you sit down and relax and tell me all about it. Don't you love the guy you're supposed to marry?"

"Oh! It's not that at all!" Jenny gasped quickly. "I love Bill but I just don't know about getting married. There's so much about marriage I don't know. I guess I'm a little nervous about... about... about sex."

Jenny's voice lowered so much that the last word was almost a whisper. And her face colored painfully as she confessed her fears. "I... I wish I had someone to talk to about it but my mother's dead and I don't have any close girlfriends. And I certainly can't talk to Bill!"

Brandy gave the girl an encouraging smile. If the extent of her problem was sex, it was quite simple to put her on the right track. She didn't think that any girl in this day and age would be nervous about sex, but one look at Jenny's embarrassed face made Brandy quite sure that Jenny was really a shy virgin.

"You don't have to be embarrassed around me," Brandy said, smiling encouragingly. "And you can think of me as a close girlfriend, if you like. Now what is it about sex that frightens you?"

"Well... I don't know what to do!" Jenny wailed, breaking down into sobs. "And what if I don't like it? That would be awful!"

"It certainly would!" Brandy smiled kindly. "But I really don't think that'll happen. I'm sure you'll enjoy sex just as much as I do, once you get over being shy."

"But how do I get over being shy?" the trembling redhead asked. "I've always been shy. I was so shy in school that I blushed every time I took a shower in front of the other girls!"

"I'll tell you what," Brandy smiled. "Here's another bottle of wine. Let's just sit here and drink wine and have a nice little talk. You just get nice and comfortable and relaxed and then you can ask me all about sex. How about that?"

Jenny let out her breath with a big long sigh. "Oooooh, that's wonderful, Brandy. Thanks so much. I really don't want to be dumb about everything tomorrow but all those books I read about sex were really confusing. The more I read the more confused I got. It'll be really great to talk to someone who really knows about everything."

Jenny took a large gulp of wine and her face turned a little pinker. She hadn't eaten anything all day because she'd been so nervous and the wine was hitting her like a ton of bricks.

"Uh... did it hurt much?" Jenny faltered, taking another large gulp of wine. "I mean... the first time... is it really painful?"

Brandy giggled. "It sure didn't hurt me very much," she confessed. "It just felt like pricking your finger or something like that. It hurts for just a minute and then you never think about it again. Then the only thing you feel is a nice thick cock sliding up your pussy. Mmmmmmm! You're going to love it, Jenny. I'm positive you will!"

Brandy squirmed a little in her chair as she thought about a big, thick cock. All this talk about sex was making her horny. She finished off her glass of wine quickly and poured another. "Well, honey... what else do you want to know?"

Jenny blushed beet red. She remembered all those books she'd read and she felt her own pussy start to cream. The next question she was going to ask was making her horny. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves and blurted it out.

"There's something I don't quite understand," she said, twisting her glass in her hands. "I read a book about all the things a man and a woman do in bed. There was one part where the man put his tongue right... well... he put his mouth on the woman's... uh..."

"Pussy!" Brandy giggled. "You're talking about pussylicking."

"Uh... yes," Jenny sighed. "That's it, all right. Does that feel good? I just can't imagine what it would feel like if Bill did that to me."

"You're in for a real treat when your new husband does that!" Brandy giggled. "It feels wonderful! It's the best feeling in the world besides fucking. It'll drive you right out of your sweet mind!"

Jenny blushed a little more and squirmed in her chair. Just thinking about Bill putting his tongue in her pussy made little thrills sweep up and down the creamy walls of her pussy. She was getting so excited she could hardly stand it. She wished that she could excuse herself right now and go to the ladies room. Then she could take care of her horny pussy with her finger like she did at night at home.

Brandy saw the excited expression on Jenny's face and noticed her squirming in her chair. She knew just how Jenny was feeling. She was getting every bit as horny as Jenny. Both of them were getting super turned on, talking about sex.

"Maybe it won't be bad at all," Jenny giggled, taking another big drink. "The way I feel right now, I can hardly wait until tomorrow night. If Bill were here right now, I'd... well... I certainly wouldn't wait!"

"I know just what you mean," Brandy giggled back. "I have a feeling that you're almost as horny as I am."

Jenny hesitated a moment before replying. She was a little embarrassed, but after all, it was just the two of them and they were both women. She could admit her feelings to Brandy.

"I've been horny ever since I read that book last night," Jenny admitted. "I hope you're right about everything, Brandy. At first I thought it was nasty, but now I think I'd like Bill to lick my... my pussy like it said in the book. I think I'm going to like it..."

Jenny's voice trailed off and the pretty young woman blushed again. Brandy could see the indecision on her face. Jenny was eager to try some of the fun sexy things she'd read about but she still wasn't positive that she'd like them. There was only one way to set the girl's mind at rest and Brandy was going to do it. She could lick a pussy just as good as a man, maybe better.

Brandy got up quickly, once she'd made up her mind what to do. She was going to lick and suck on Jenny's sweet pussy and get her all relaxed about sex. Then she wouldn't be nervous about her wedding night any longer.

She reached for Jenny's hand. "Come on over here where we can be comfortable," she said, pulling Jenny to her feet. "I know something we can do to relax and get you ready for your wedding."

Jenny could feel her face turning hot again. She hoped that Brandy wanted to do what she was thinking. She followed Brandy to the couch willingly, even though she was still a little nervous.

Brandy unbuttoned her top and slipped out of her brief uniform skirt. Before Jenny could do more than blink, the beautiful bar owner was completely nude.

"Come on, honey," Brandy said soothingly. "Let's just get out of these uncomfortable clothes so they don't get all wrinkled. I think it's time for a sex lesson. I'll teach you all about licking pussies. You'd like it if I stuck my hot tongue right up your pussy, wouldn't you?"

Jenny gulped and spoke the truth in a half-strangled voice. "Uh... yes," she breathed. "Oh, Brandy! Is... is that right? Do you think we should do something like that?"

"I sure do," Brandy giggled. "Now tell me the truth, Jenny. If you were home right now, you'd play with your pussy, wouldn't you?"

"Mmmmmmm... yes," Jenny admitted, not meeting Brandy's eyes. She still felt a little strange about what she and Brandy were going to do. "I guess I would," she replied haltingly. "I... I'm sure I would!"

"Well, this is exactly the same thing," Brandy replied soothingly. "There's only one difference. This way we do it to each other. I don't see anything wrong with that, do you?"

"Uh... well... do you think it's fair to Bill?" Jenny asked. "I mean... he expects me to be a virgin, and everything."

Brandy let out a choked laugh. "You're still going to be a virgin," she countered. "You'll be a virgin with one important difference. You're going to know a little something about sex. That ought to make Bill very happy. He'll have even more fun than he's expecting."

"Uh... I guess you're right," Jenny admitted. "I don"t want to be dumb about everything."

"Well then, what are we waiting for?"

Brandy reached over and unzipped Jenny's dress. She helped the flustered girl pull it over her head and grinned as Jenny's face turned even more colorful.

"I don't know why you're blushing!" Brandy giggled. "You've got gorgeous titties. Your nipples are as big as marbles and they look absolutely delicious!"

"Uh... yours are beautiful too," Jenny sighed, staring at Brandy's firm nipples. "Are they as hard as they look?"

"There's only one way to find out," Brandy teased. "Why don't you touch them and find out?"

Jenny hesitated for a second and then reached out tentatively. The tips of her fingers touched Brandy's swelling titties. She gasped in delight. The mounds of Brandy's breasts were soft and satiny and they seemed to radiate heat. She could see the quivering mounds ripple with excitement as her fingers traveled over their soft, smooth surface.