The Plan Read Online Free Page B

m
sorry, I woke up and was getting a glass of water. ”
    “ Don ’ t be shy, have some fun, ” she insisted.
    “ Oh, I don ’ t
want to intrude upon your customer, ” I
said.
    “ He ’ s not a client, he ’ s my boyfriend. . . Thomas, this is Kelly,
she ’ s the girl I was telling
you about. ”
    He was already looking at me, but oddly,
he was still sliding the bottle in and out of Janine ’ s vagina, as if nothing had happened. “ Nice
to meet you, ” he
said.
    I let go of the flat iron, pulled my hand
out of my underwear and awkwardly replied, “ Nice to meet you. ” What else was I supposed to say?
    “ It ’ s okay, Thomas doesn ’ t bite, ” Janine replied.
    “ Yes,
I do, ” he
said jokingly.
    Without thinking, I said, “ Yes, but I ’ m not a. . . ”
    “ A
lesbian? ” Janine
said, finishing my sentence.
    Simultaneously, Janine and I replied, “ Not that there ’ s anything wrong with that. ” We both laughed when we realized that we
said the same thing in perfect sync. The humor broke the ice for me to join
them. Then, I realized that this was a perfect opportunity to show Janine my
openness to sexuality. How else was I going to convince her to introduce me to
her Madam?  
    “ I ’ m willing to experiment , ” I said as I walked into the studio to
partake in my first m é nage à trois . I
knew I had to make this look as if I were a pro, so after taking two steps,
without breaking stride, I removed my panties and then my T-shirt.
    “ My,
God, girl, you ’ re beautiful, ” Janine
said.
    At 5 ’ 6 ” ,
crystal blue eyes, and an incredible body, I knew I was hot. But, before coming
to Vegas, I went to the salon, had my hair colored blonde with highlights,
spent weeks tanning (with no lines), did aerobics class for three months and
exercised in the gym to gain a 34C, 24-inch waste and 36-inch buttocks that
took a lot of leg lifts. In many ways, I was a carbon copy of Penny.
    As I moved
closer, Thomas removed the bottle and stepped back as if to introduce me seductively
and sanely to Janine. Still positioned with her legs nearly behind her head and
her arms spread wide, I wondered how in the hell was that even comfortable. She
invited me to climb on top of her, so I did without hesitation.
    Both my hands, one on each side of her
upper torso, holding my weight, I leaned forward to align my clit with hers. I
pressed my crotch down upon her as I watched her roll her eyes back into her
head and groan. The wet champagne had moistened her swollen lips and the smooth
texture of her shaved pussy excited me. Leaning my nipples toward her body, I
rested upon her round luscious tits. It shot a thrill through my body as
goosebumps erected on my buttocks, arms and legs.
    With her eyes closed, Janine stuck out her
tongue. I knew what I had to do, but I had never done it before. All at once,
various scenes and images from Girls Gone Wild flashed into my mind. I decided it was best to reenact a scene I had watched
many times. Down I went, wrapping my mouth around her tongue, sucking it,
sliding up and down as if it were a dick.
    Obviously, she liked it. Janine pushed her
hips up, driving my clit against hers. Then, she regained her tongue into her
mouth and starting passionately kissing me. I must admit, kissing a girl is
very different to kissing a guy — the
right motions and spots made me drip even more than when I was masturbating in
the kitchen. After a minute or more, I lifted myself off her tits and pressed
against her vagina lips, rubbing them back and forth.
    Wondering what Thomas was doing, I turned
around in his direction to see him stroking his cock. “ What are you waiting for, ” I asked.
    “ Wasn ’ t sure what you wanted, ” he replied.
    “ I ’ m still waiting, ” I responded.
    Turning back around, Janine was staring
into my eyes with that same sexy scowl she used on Thomas a few moments ago.
This time it was for me and it was enticing beyond measure. She slid her tongue
out and