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when they went on their trip, but that didn’t present a problem.  Jenna came over and they ordered Domino’s pizza for dinner.  When the delivery guy showed with their food, they apologized for being short on funds, and invited him in to work something out.  Jenna was wearing only a bra and panties, while behind her the delivery guy could see Stacey lying back naked on the couch.  Her back was arched and her eyes closed with a dreamy expression on her face as she fingered herself in plain sight, he readily agreed and even ended up tipping them!
        Stacey couldn’t keep a secret and had told Jenna about Jeff and how she was trying to seduce him so she could take his virginity. 
        Jenna was nearly wild with the idea and wanted in on the scheme, but Stacey refused to let her in on the action until she’d gotten what she was after.  She did promise her friend though that when she’d finally had him she’d share and Jenna could help her turn him into their slave.
        Thinking about it, Jenna smiled as she slid the vibrator into her pussy and said, “I can’t wait.”
        “I know what you mean,” Stacey replied from the chair where she was just sitting, fully clothed while she watched her friend masturbate in front of her for her visual pleasure.  She loved to watch Jenna fuck herself with her vibrator.  Seeing her friend cum, climaxing while they locked eyes was a lot of fun and they always felt especially close afterwards when Stacey was licking Jenna’s pussy and the vibrator clean as Jenna ran her fingers through Stacey’s hair.
         A couple of days later Stacey was sunbathing in the fenced in area of desert directly behind her house that constituted her ‘back yard’.  The backyard within the fence had been landscaped with desert cacti flowers and assorted bushes and things.  Her parents liked it but she felt it essentially still looked like the desert, only a desert that had been forced to fit a hundred square miles of plants and cactus into a twenty by forty meter area.
        In the center of the garden a small stone patio had been laid out, and on this Stacey had her towel spread out under the sun.  She lay on her stomach; her legs spread wide and sweat rolling between her tanned thighs as she soaked the sun into her bronzed skin.
        Her eyes were closed and though she appeared to be drowsing, she was awake and thinking about Jeff.  She wished he’d make up his mind already to come over, and she was starting to worry that she’d overplayed her hand in being so frank with him.
        A shadow passed over her face and she stifled the urge to look up.  She knew there were no clouds in the sky, and that any shadow passing over her had to be somebody standing between her and the sun.
        There was a soft scraping of a shoe sole on the stone flags but other than that there was silence.  She had no doubt who was standing over her naked sweating form staring at her.  It had to be Jeff’s eyes she felt searing her flesh as he stared hard at her tanned, taught skin. 
        The skin on her buttocks, firm and brown, goose-fleshed under his gaze.  Her lips curled up into a small smile as she knew he was looking her naked body over carefully, trying to decide if he should speak up and wake her, or just go on looking at her naked body, getting his fantasy on.
        She moved her right hand slowly from out at her side towards her waist, and as she did so heard him start and his shadow moved quickly from over her face.  She kept her eyes closed however, and with a casually slow movement slid her hand under her hips and between her legs.
        She heard a sharp intake of breath of breath nearby and knew he hadn’t fled completely.  With a small grin of victory on her mouth, Stacey started to finger herself between her sweat slick thighs.
        Deceptively slow, she raised her ass into the air; taught and high up so that she could really work on her pussy and