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Kept

							By Oral Pleasure 4 U

Hi. My name is Terry. I’m in my late fifties, and I have a story to tell.

After being unemployed for some two years (off-shored 2x!), I finally found a really good job – still in my chosen field (SWQA & FWQA) at a small but growing company with worldwide contacts.

I had been there for about 6 months when I received a piece of hardware from a Product Manager (PM), Andy, who I wasn’t familiar with. I told him to please give me a few to finish the project I was currently working on, and that I should have his project done in about an hour and a half.

He nodded and returned to wherever he came from.

In about 15 minutes, I plugged his device into my test system and got absolutely nothing! Nada! Not even a hiccup!

I checked the cables, reversed them, and even turned them upside down – all to no avail. So, I went looking for this PM – not finding him in the usual area.

I asked a PM that I knew if he knew where Andy sat. I was informed in the Hotel Cubes (Apparently, Andy was an intern.). I went there and not finding his name on a cube, I asked another denizen of the cubes if she knew where Andy sat.

She smiled at me. She had me from that smile…

She was in her late-thirties, blonde with slightly graying hair, cut short. Nice shape to her body, breasts were prominent, and she didn’t hang over – I’d say c-cups at least. She had on a short skirt and, while sitting, apparently didn’t mind showing a bit of leg. The leg was long and finely shaped. One could just tell…

“He’s sitting right behind you,” she said, still smiling.

I turned to look, finding him sitting at his desk with a set of earphones clamped to his head. I turned back to the lady, smiling my thanks. I checked her name plaque – Ginny. She caught me checking and her smile increased to include her eyes, which were smoky gray.

I turned and got Andy’s attention. After informing him of and showing him the problem, he sighed and indicated that he would have the firmware guys check it out and get back with me.

As I left, I caught Ginny’s eye and again thanked her.

That was two days ago.

* * * * *

Although I don’t usually eat lunch until about 3:30 – 4:00 – my last meal of the day, what I call ‘lunner’ – I do take the usual lunch hour out of the building. I have found that I need a break from the grayness and the cubes after four hours. I usually go sit in my truck in the parking lot with my laptop, working.

Such was the case today when I was startled by a feminine, “Hello.”

I park where no one can park next to the passenger side of my truck as I like to sit in the passenger seat while working on my laptop – gives me a bit more room. She had quietly approached me from the rear…

I looked up to find Ginny smiling at me, with her eyes sparkling.

I closed my laptop, putting it to sleep and set it aside. I smiled my own greeting to her.

“I have a little something I want to show you,” she said. She was again wearing a short skirt, with a billowing button top.

“OK,” I responded, waiting for her to bring whatever was behind her back so that I may see…

Instead, she placed her left foot up on the doorsill of my truck, quickly glanced around to see if anyone was too close, and then raised her skirt.

I know that my eyes widened and my jaw dropped. There before me was a beautiful, glistening, and shaved pussy…

“My god!” I exclaimed. “It’s – you’re beautiful!”

“Thank you,” she responded, demurely. She didn’t move.

With an effort, I looked up to her. She simply smiled at me.

I looked into her eyes and received the ‘go-ahead.’ I tentatively reached between her thighs, traveling upward until I had cupped her mons. I lightly slid a finger along her slit to discover that she was indeed wet. I hooked my middle finger into her love tunnel, causing her to gasp – she was definitely ready…

“Um, I – we need to do something about this…

“Do you have a place where we can play?” I asked.

“Yes – I live about five minutes away…”

“Good. As you know the way, please drive – the keys are in the ignition.”

As she removed her foot from the doorsill and lowered her skirt, I placed my finger in my mouth, emitting an “Mmmmmmmm” as I tasted her sweet nectar.

She gasped as her eyes widened. “You like the taste of pussy? You don’t mind going bareback?” she asked, incredulously.

“It’s the only way to go,” I replied. “I’m clean…”

She smiled. “So am I…”

She ran around my truck to get into the driver’s seat. She started the motor, and then adjusted the seat and mirrors for safety. What she said would be a five-minute ride took about three…

* * * * *

After we entered her apartment, she was naked before I had removed my shoes. She approached me, saying, “Let me do that…”

She started unbuttoning my shirt, and, as she removed it, started kissing and licking the exposed areas. I pulled her to me, passionately.

Within minutes, we were in her bed, thrashing about wantonly. There were moans and gasps as we each triggered the other’s ‘special zones.’ We found ourselves in the classic 69 position, each of us working the other vigorously, and responding just as vigorously. We both climaxed together, forcing ourselves into the other’s mouth as hard as we could, screaming, arching, and, finally, collapsing – spent.

We held each other, recuperating as she gently stroked my cock and I gently slid a finger along her slit. After a few moments, I rose, “Are you ready for the real thing?” I asked.

She smiled. “I’ve been ready for you…”

I rolled her over on top of me, surprising her. “I want you to control…” I explained.

She was astonished. Smiling her approval, she positioned herself over me and slowly impaled herself, ensuring that I was well lubricated. She really didn’t need to worry about that…

As she started a gentle rhythm, I inhaled one of her nipples, causing her to gasp. She picked up the tempo as her nipple grew rock hard. I attacked her other nipple – this drove her over the edge as she started to rock my world!

In no time, she was arching, squealing, and clutching at me – her pussy spasming around my cock. I showed no mercy, driving her further and further to ecstasy.

She finally arched and screamed, driving her pussy down on my cock, attempting to get it as deep as possible. This caused me to respond by forcing myself up into her pussy, attempting to attain the same result. I exploded – as I have never exploded before. I didn’t grunt – I screamed myself! I unloaded – spurt after spurt, splashing her pussy walls, filling her up.

She moaned and collapsed on top of me, my cock still buried in her sweet pussy. I made no attempt to disengage – I just stayed there with my cock enjoying her warm and very wet pussy.

After a few minutes, I brought us back to reality. “Although I don’t want to, we do need to get back,” I reminded her.

She sighed. “Yes. We do. But I want seconds – and more. Tonight, after work?” She asked.

“Wild elephants couldn’t keep me away from you,” I replied, smiling. “I’ll meet you here – and I’m bringing dinner. Chinese take out OK?”

“Yes – but it may be a while before we get to it – make sure it is something that can be nuked…”

“Beer? Japanese?”

“Oh, most assuredly – bring several – I like the light beers…”

I grinned my approval and gave her a passionate kiss before getting up to dress.

We were a fashionable few minutes late on our return, but no one complained…

I couldn’t get my mind off of her the whole afternoon – I had a perpetual hard-on and oozed pre-cum. I sure hoped that she had the same problem…

* * * * *

We both arrived at her place at the same time, each carrying bags. She knew what I had, so I looked at her questioningly. “Desert,” she explained.

I again looked at her questioningly. “Later,” she teased.

The groceries were practically thrown into the kitchen as we both rushed to the bedroom to take up where we left off earlier.

A good hour and a half later, after she had experienced several orgasms, and I had unloaded twice in her sweet pussy, we lay cuddling. I then started with her ears, and started to work my way south, nuzzling her neck, the small of her throat, and even further south, to her Valley of Delights. There, I took side trips east and west, ensuring that the peaks were well aware of my presence. I was well rewarded as she took my head in her hands, holding me to her. “Terry, what are you doing?”

“Yoll seff,” I mumbled, as my mouth was definitely full.

I continued south, stopping for a bit at the navel station before continuing to the Promised Land. There, I was rewarded with a gasp as she wrapped her legs around me and, with her hands behind my head, she pulled me to her.

“Oh!

“God!

“Terry!

“What!

“The!

“Hell!

“Are!

“You!

“Doing!

“To!

“Me!” she screamed, as she arched and unloaded several times herself into my mouth, mixing her cum with mine.

I happily lapped at her, cleaning, as she had several more, smaller orgasms.

Finally, she sighed, and pulled me up to her.

“I have never…” she started.

“You will again,” I informed her. She smiled.

* * * * *

We cuddled as we recuperated. “Are you ready for dinner?” she asked.

”Yes. And a beer or two…”

“Me, too.”

We both got up and padded to the kitchen, neither of us bothering to put anything on. We enjoyed a good dinner – even if it was re-nuked.

After we finished, I opened two more beers for us. She asked, “Are you ready for desert? A very special desert?”

I smiled. “Do fish shit in the water?”

Laughing, she grabbed the bag that she had brought in and led me to the bedroom. There she produced a small basket with very large strawberries and a can of whipped cream. Handing them to me, she said, “You planned dinner. Now, plan desert.”

Hell, I didn’t need much prompting. I shook the can of whipped cream, and then inserted the tip into her pussy. I filled her up about half way, with her gasping as the cold cream met her hot pussy. I then inserted a strawberry into my mouth and went down on her, inserting the strawberry after a few moments into her pussy. I then filled the remainder of her pussy with the whipped cream, creating a small mountain between her legs.

She gasped as she realized that I would need to work to get my strawberry. And work, I did – the most pleasant job I have ever had in my life!

She orgasmed several times, feeding me the best desert that I could have ever requested.

After we recuperated, she told me that she wanted me to serve her her desert. I smiled as I stood and created a small nest of whipped cream at the base of my rock hard cock and pelvic area. I planted a strawberry right there…

She started to go directly to the strawberry when I gently stopped her, placing my hands on each side of her face.

She looked up at me.

“You need to earn the right to eat that strawberry,” I said, grinning.

“But, Terry, you’re a bit larger than what I’m used to!”

“I have a feeling that you will need to get used to me…”

Her eyes sparkled at the challenge. She engulfed me, and by putting her hands on my ass, slammed me to her.

She had the strawberry within five minutes, along with the bonus cream…

* * * * *

I woke the next morning, entangled within her arms and legs. I went into instant alert status.

I woke Ginny by rubbing my morning woody along her slit, which, even when she is asleep, didn’t need any extra lubrication.

After a moment, I heard an “Mmmmmmmm!” and then she was on top of me.

“Terry, if you don’t stop…”

Hell, I had no intention of stopping! I slipped into her, and, at her gasp, began to make slow, but passionate love. She wrapped her arms around me, and smiled, looking deep into my eyes.

We both arched and, with her squealing and me grunting, climaxed together. She collapsed on top of me, much to my delight. We dozed off…

It being Saturday, we weren’t in much of a hurry to get up. Instead, we lazed together in bed, with one of us gently lapping at the other for several hours. Pure bliss.

However, we soon had to get up – Mother Nature called…

We met in the hallway – after she used the master bedroom bathroom, and I had used the hall bathroom. Neither of us had bothered to dress.

“I took the liberty of purchasing breakfast materials yesterday – I hope that you don’t mind,” I said, smiling.

“Terry, you’re full of surprises. I’m famished. Please?” she finished, with a question.

“My pleasure,” I grinned, leading her to the kitchen, where I sat her down. “You don’t need to do a thing – just tell me where something is if I ask,” I completed.

I started by making a pot of coffee. “Would you like some juice while I cook?” I asked.

“Please – orange. There’s some in the refrigerator.

“What’s for breakfast?” she finished.

“I have eggs – which I will prepare your way, but I recommend sunny side up, grits – that’s a southern breakfast item, something like hominy – but better, sausage patties, toast with jam.

“I recommend the eggs sunny side up because I like to mix them in with the grits – delicious!

“Of course, I think that there are some strawberries and whipped cream left that we can use for a breakfast desert…”

I looked at her, smiling.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm!”

Fifteen minutes later, I had breakfast in front of her, and she literally devoured it!

“Terry! That was SO good! Thank you!”

“No prob, Ginny.

“Now, would you like to prepare desert while I clean up?”

“You’ll clean up, too?” she asked, astonished. “What the hell did I do to deserve you?”

I smiled. “You smiled to me…

“Now, you’d better hurry – I’ll be done in a few minutes…”

She hurried off.

* * * * *

We each had a delicious desert, and then spent several hours just making lazy love with each other when we weren’t just cuddling. We came up for air about mid-afternoon.

“Terry, I have a serious question to ask of you. OK?”

Having a feeling what that question may entail, I asked, “Please, let me tell you a bit about me before you do – it may affect whether you want to ask that question or not…”

She nodded, but I could tell that she appreciated my apparent honesty.

“Ginny, I really don’t see what a lady of your caliber would see in me. I’m probably a good 12 – 15 years older than you, I’m obviously out of shape, I’m an alcoholic, and I’m divorced.

“I also have a small circle of friends that I share with – as in group sex. I am a bit popular in that group. I don’t know if I could give that up.

“About the only thing that I have going for me is that I want to be up-front with you, I am honest, and I love your smile – especially when your smile includes your eyes.”

She looked at me for a moment, thinking. She then stood and held her hand out to me. “Please come with me,” she asked.

She led me to what turned out to be a home office – a spare bedroom filled with filing cabinets and a couple of computers. She asked me to sit on a couch while she retrieved several papers from the filing cabinets. She sat next to me, and spread the papers out on the coffee table in front of us.

“These represent my net worth, Terry. As you can see, I don’t really need to work. I work just for something to do – basically, working keeps me out of trouble.

“Terry, I want to ask you to move in with me – and to quit your job. I can support you easily – even without working. And, as long as I know upfront, I will not get jealous of your extra-curricular activities.”

I stared at her.

“Why me?” I asked, astonished.

“Because you’re the first honest man I’ve met. And you are gentle and respective with me. You strive to make me happy instead of just satisfying your own gratifications. I have never met a man that could come close to your caliber.”

I stared at her. “So, instead of a kept woman, I’m to be a kept man?”

“Yes, I want to keep you…

“But I don’t mean it in the context that you described.”

“I know – I was just teasing…”

“You don’t have to give me an answer ri-“

“Yes!” I interrupted. “Yes! Yes!

“Oh, god, Ginny – I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind ever since you first smiled at me. You had me with that smile…”

“Yes, I know,” she admitted, smiling. “I saw it in your eyes…”

I took her – gently – on that couch…

* * * * *

Later that evening, after she had enjoyed a ‘tube steak’ and I enjoyed a ‘fur-less burger’ for dinner, I asked, “Ginny, why aren’t you jealous of my ‘extra curricular activities?’”

“Well,” she responded, “I have to admit to a few excursions with two men at once. All have left me unfulfilled.

“None have given me the pleasure that you – alone – have given to me…”

“I see…

“Have you ever been with another woman and a man?”

She sat up to look at me. “That, I’ll admit, has been a fantasy of mine. No, I have never been with another woman.”

I smiled to myself as I rolled her over and began to make love with her. I started, as before, with her ears, then nuzzling her neck and the small of her throat. Once I had reached her Promise Land, her legs shot straight up, her toes pointed at the ceiling. She wasn’t moaning – she was whimpering with delight!

We made love for more than an hour, after which we collapsed into each other’s arms. We cuddled for a bit when I said, “There’s a bottle of Chablis in the refer, and I have a bottle of Merlot in the cabinet. Which would you prefer?

“I want to celebrate…”

“The Merlot,” she replied, with a smile. “Red is so much more intimate…”

We fell asleep, still coupled.

* * * * *

The following morning, Sunday, I woke, with my soft cock still buried in Ginny’s sweet pussy. Once my cock realized where it was, it began to grow – waking Ginny.

“My god, Terry! This is the most exquisite feeling! I can feel it enlarge – even the soft, velvety head…

“Oh, my god!” she exclaimed, as I unloaded. “Terry…”

“Yes, I, too, am in heaven.

“Thank you, Ginny…”

We cuddled for a few minutes, when I told her that I have a breakfast planned, and then asked her if she would like to accompany me to my studio apartment to retrieve my things.

“Yes, I would like that. I hope that you don’t have much furniture…”

I laughed, as her apartment was impeccably decorated. “No, the studio I rented was furnished. I have my clothes and just a few knick-knacks.

“I will need to clean the studio and give my notice, though.”

She smiled. “OK. What’s for breakfast – I don’t think I could eat another breakfast today like what you prepared yesterday…”

I laughed again. “No, today it’s chorizo.”

“Chorizo? What’s chorizo?”

“What? You’ve lived in California all your life and you don’t know about chorizo?!

“Chorizo is a Mexican sausage – comes in both pork and beef. I have pork.

“I cook it for a bit, and then scramble in an egg for each breakfast burrito that I make.

“I know that you will enjoy…”

Like yesterday, I led her to the kitchen, where I sat her down. I poured her a juice before starting the coffee.

I then prepared half of the link of chorizo, and started cooking. I prepared six tortillas, warming them. I then cracked in six eggs, and started to scramble the concoction. I rolled the burritos, placing two on each of three plates. I put a plate at each of our places, and put the third in the center. I poured the coffee.

“Beer?” I asked.

She shook her head, so I opened one for myself.

I sipped my beer as I waited for her to take the first bite.

“Mmmmmmmm!” she exclaimed. “Terry! These are good!”

I smiled as I took my first burrito. She finished both of hers before I finished mine. She eyed the extra plate in the center of the table. I nodded to her, where she then grabbed her third. I finished my plate and also took the remaining burrito.

“Damn, Terry! Those were good!” as she reached for my beer, asking, “May I?”

I nodded and opened another. “Terry, you certainly know what compliments a meal. From now on, I will not refuse whatever you suggest to go with what you prepare.

“No matter the time of day…”

I laughed and thanked her. “You know, it’s five o’clock somewhere…”

* * * * *

Working together, it didn’t take long for us to pack up my meager belongings. I cleaned the studio the best that I could – it needed a vacuum, but the neighbor I usually borrowed a vacuum cleaner from was not in.

I gave my notice to the manager, explaining the dilemma.

“You’re paid up to the end of the month, Terry. I’ll finish cleaning if you will allow me to rent the studio ASAP – I have a waiting list for our studios…” she said.

“No problem,” I replied.

“You’ve been one of my best tenants. Thank you.”

We waved our appreciation as we left.

After we arrived at home – our home! – Ginny immediately rearranged a closet for me and then a couple of drawers in a dresser and an armoire –which I quickly filled.

When I finished, we looked at each other. She grabbed me and gently back-pedaled to the bed, where I fell on top of her. I gave her a passionate kiss, and then began to undress her – using my teeth!

She gasped. “Oh! God, Terry!

“Is there no end to your surprises?” she exclaimed.

“I sure as hell hope not,” I replied.

“But you are welcome to surprise me anytime, too…”

“Oh, I think that is doable,” she replied, smiling.

We made love for more than an hour, cuddling and really enjoying each other’s company.

I left her dozing quietly on the bed, spread-eagled.

* * * * *

It being close to 5:00 PM, I called my favorite pizza joint, ordering a large with Italian sausage, sliced olives, and artichoke hearts. After identifying myself, I asked if the delivery person would stop and pick up a twelve-pack of Corona.

“Of course, Terry. Penny is working this evening – shall I send her?”

I smiled as I knew that she was working. “Yes – if you don’t mind. And, I hope, that you won’t expect her back?”

“Heh-heh. No problem.”

“Just don’t tell her, OK?” I asked.

“Done deal!”

* * * * *

About forty-five minutes later, the doorbell rang. I opened the door.

“Pizza and beer for Te-“ she started, looking up and stopping abruptly. She smiled.

“Terry! I didn’t know this order was for you – this isn’t where you live!

“Moving up in the world?”

“Yes, Penny. It’s good to see you again, too,” as I stepped aside to let her in.

Penny was a gorgeous African-American, with light ebony skin. Her hair, although it was short, was done in cornrows – perfectly matching the shape of her face. Her eyes were always sparkling, matching the perpetual smile her mouth was always in. In her late 20’s, she was working her way through college. About 5’ 8”, and 120 pounds, she was packed perfectly. Long legs, reaching all the way to the ground…not to mention a damned cute ass!

I led her to the kitchen, explaining that paper plates were on the counter, along with a bottle opener for the beer. “If you’ll setup, I’ll get my Significant Other (SO) – Ginny. She knows about our group, but doesn’t know that you are here. I hope to surprise the two of you…”

Penny smiled and nodded, moving to setup the table.

* * * * *

I woke Ginny with a kiss. “Hon, it’s almost 6 – I have pizza and beer, and a very close friend I want you to meet…”

She nodded, “I need to go…”

Chuckling, I helped her to rise and gently pushed her to the bathroom. I grabbed her robe and waited patiently.

When she emerged, I wrapped her in her robe. She noted that I also had my robe on. “Your friend?” she asked.

“Is fully dressed.

“Come…”

I led her to the kitchen, where she stopped suddenly on seeing Penny.

Penny also stopped what she was doing, staring at Ginny.

“Terry!” they both chorused. “She’s beautiful!”

“I know, I know…”

I sat them both down and put a plate containing a huge pizza slice in front of them both. They were occupied, staring into each other’s eyes – they didn’t have a clue what I was doing.

I opened the twelve pack, removing three beers, and put the rest in the refer. After opening the beers, and putting one at each place setting, I sat.

“Ok. One, two, three…GO!” I exclaimed, chuckling.

They both jumped, startled.

“Damn it, Terry! You did this on purpose!” Penny exclaimed.

I looked around. “Who? Me?” I deadpanned.

“Please, eat. Get to know each other. Enjoy. I know that there will be more later…”

We each picked up our pizza and began eating. After we had finished about half, Ginny started with, “Terry, this is the best pizza I’ve ever had…”

“You can thank Penny for introducing me to this pizzeria – this particular concoction is my favorite…”

“Well, it has fast become my favorite, too!”

“And it is my favorite,” added Penny.

Ginny looked at me, as she continued eating. “Terry, you did arrange this meeting. Why?”

“Yes, I did, Ginny,” I replied. “Do you remember my telling you about my special friends last night?”

She nodded.

“Well, Penny is a member of that group. A very special member – to me.

“Do you also remember admitting to a fantasy?”

She stared at me. Slowly, she nodded her head, and, as she put the remnants of her slice of pizza down, focused her attention to me.

“Terry…”

I covered her hand with mine. “Ginny, I know that the two of you are compatible – in fact, both of you have already proved that to me.

“Follow your own intuition – and trust me…”

Ginny looked to Penny, who smiled.

“I learned a long time ago to trust him…

“Ask me any question – anything at all…”

“How well do you know Terry?” Ginny asked.

Penny smiled. “We have been – intimate, if that is what you are seeking,” she replied. “Please understand, Ginny.

“We have a close circle of friends – but, I’ll admit to being a bit weird. I prefer girls, but there is a very small group of men that I enjoy – Terry is among that group. In fact, he is the only man that I will permit to do me bareback!

“And, I’m weird in another area – I can’t bring myself to make love with just one partner at a time – I require input from two or more sources – if you know what I mean…”

Ginny raised an eyebrow, silently asking the question. Penny read the question perfectly…

“Ginny, by now you have probably figured out that Terry has the most gorgeous cock you have ever seen…

“Correct?”

Ginny nodded.

“And you love the taste – especially when he enlarges the head just before he lets loose…”

“Exquisite,” Ginny responded.

“Exactly!  He sends me over the edge every time…I’m betting that he does the same for you…”

Ginny nodded.

“Hey, guys – you’re embarrassing me…”

Penny leaned forward, taking my hand in hers. “Please, Terry…”

She stopped when she saw my eyes laughing.

“Oooo! Damn it! You’re too smart for your britches!” she exclaimed.

Ginny put her hand over both of ours. “Penny…”

“Yes.”

Ginny rose and held out her hand to Penny, who took it. Ginny started to lead her to the bedroom – when she stopped and turned to me, saying, “Terry, I – um, we will need your support…”

* * * * *

I picked up Ginny’s robe halfway down the hall. I put it and my own robe on the chair next to the bed, while Ginny started to disrobe Penny. I climbed into bed, awaiting the girls.

Needless to say, my cock was at full attention…

After Ginny finished disrobing Penny, they fell into the bed next to me.

“Ginny, make yourself happy – if you’re happy, then I will be, too.”

Ginny started in on Penny, letting her natural curiosity guide her.

“My god! Ginny! You’re a natural!” Penny exclaimed.

* * * * *

The following morning, Monday, we woke a bit late.

“Shit!” I exclaimed. “We’ll need to hurry to get to work on time.

“Ginny, you can do your hair in my truck on the way – we’ll grab a quick breakfast snack on the way…”

Penny interrupted. “If you have time to do that, I can prepare a quick breakfast of cereal – it’ll be more healthy. As I don’t have to be in class for a few hours, I’ll be happy to clean up…”

I gave her a quick kiss of appreciation. Ginny smiled and retrieved an object from her nightstand.

She gave the object to Penny, saying, “You’ve earned the right to have this – anytime, 24/7 – OK?”

Penny clutched the key to her breast. “I’m honored…” she said, demurely.

That evening, after we arrived home, we discovered a note on the breakfast bar, simply reading:

	I’m thinking of the two of you…

There was a shiny penny at the bottom of the note.

I went to a cupboard and found a mismatched highball glass. I put it on the breakfast bar, next to the wall. I dropped that shiny penny in the glass, with a tinkle.

I smiled as Ginny looked at me quizzically. “We’ll get more notes,” I explained.

True enough, we found another note Wednesday evening:

	Still thinking…

Another shining penny was dropped into the glass.

“Terry, you love her, don’t you?”

“Yes, just as you do.

“And I know how you feel about me…”

She smiled. “I know. And I know that you are aware of how I feel about her…”

“Yes. Isn’t it wonderful?

“True love…”

She smiled as we led each other to the bedroom.

By Saturday evening, Ginny was concerned.

“Terry, did I do something wrong? Have you heard from Penny?”

“No,” I responded. “But don’t be too concerned. I’m sure that she is thinking an issue through. She has had a tough life, and she does have a problem with commitments…

“Please don’t be too harsh…”

“How do you know so much about Penny?” Gina asked.

“I really don’t know – we connected, I guess.  She never talks much about her private life, and I’ve never heard her complain. She apparently trusts me enough to tell me certain things.

“She does have a benefactor that she doesn’t know about, though…

“Promise you won’t tell?”

Ginny nodded.

“I’ve been subsidizing her college expenses…”

Ginny’s eyes widened. “Why?”

“Because I can, and I couldn’t find another person who deserves a bit of help more than she does. She works so hard…”

Ginny stared at me. “You have the ability to do that?

“I’m so proud of you!”

We were making gentle love that evening when I head someone enter the apartment. Ginny was too far gone to know what was happening outside her world at the time. She was on her knees, standing up, with her arms wide open. I had my cock buried in her sweet pussy from the rear, and I was holding her up, cupping her breasts.

She was squealing, wetting my cock, and I was unloading as deep as I could get…

I felt Penny wrap her arms around Ginny, giving her a passionate kiss – surprisingly, Ginny knew exactly who was showing her such affection, as she said, “Oh! Penny!”

The three of us didn’t come up for air for at least an hour and a half…

“Let’s go to the kitchen and get some wine,” I suggested, as I helped the ladies up.

As I was leading, I was the first to switch on the light in the kitchen. The spillover illuminated three suitcases in the family room, which caught Ginny’s eye.

She looked at Penny as I poured the wine.

“Um, - I don’t make much at my job, and expenses are rising – especially college and gas expenses. I couldn’t afford my apartment any longer – I’m hoping that you will allow me to move in…” Penny said, adding, “I’ll pay rent, for my food…”

I handed each of them a glass, and taking my own, I encircled Ginny. Ginny and I each took a sip, but Penny was too nervous.

“Ok, Penny. That may be true, but, now tell us the real reason…”

She looked down, shuffling her feet – just like a school girl who was just caught passing a note to a boyfriend.

She finally gathered her courage, looked up, and, standing tall, said, “I’m hopelessly in love with both of you!!!”

Ginny and I put our glasses down and held out our arms – Penny literally flew into our embrace.

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