Secrets That We Keep III
by Cheryl Roberts

Seven:

Tommy was in his backyard getting caught up on some yard work when Jason wandered over.

"When did you guys get back?" he asked of his best friend. Tommy and Kimberly had taken off for a long, romantic weekend to celebrate their second anniversary.

"Late last night," Tommy replied, grateful for the interruption. Yard work was never his favorite chore. "We figured we'd spend the rest of our time off getting caught up on things around the house."

"So, did you have a good time?" Jason queried with a sly grin.

"Uh huh," Tommy said, smiling broadly. "It was a lot of fun. We're probably going to have to invest in a hot tub of our own because Kim absolutely adored the one in our hotel room."

"In your room? Man, when Emily hears about that, I'd better make reservations for our anniversary."

The two shared a laugh.

"What about for Emily's birthday? That's coming up, isn't it?" Tommy wondered.

"I need more time to save up for the resort than a couple of weeks." Jason knew it had taken Tommy since his last anniversary to save up for the trip. "Besides, there's this new nightclub down town that she's been wanting to go to. I thought she'd enjoy dinner and dancing."

"And here I thought you might get her a gift certificate for a night of hot sex with the lady of her choice," Tommy joked.

"If I knew any ladies she liked besides Kim, I'd be tempted," was Jason's flippant reply.

"Seriously, though, how are you two doing with that these days?" Tommy inquired.

"Better than I expected," Jason responded candidly. "And I know I have our relationship to thank for my acceptance of things with Emily. Things are so much more open and honest between Em and me. It's amazing how one secret can weigh a body and a relationship down. For as good as I thought our marriage was going prior to her coming out, things are so great."

Especially our sex lives, he reflected privately. He hadn't realized how much the thought of Emily with another woman would inspire him, and some of the fantasies she was no longer embarrassed to share with him were totally hot! He'd never known Em possessed a kinky streak a mile wide!

"Do you think Emily will find another woman to have as a lover?" Tommy asked, interrupted Jason's musings.

"She hasn't said anything specific, but I think she'd like to, and the option is there for her if she wants it. Right now, I think she's enjoying not having to hide any longer... though there are times when I find her blushing when she does something like checking out another woman."

"I used to be that way with Kim, too," Tommy added.

"By the way, how is Kim doing?" Jason ventured. Since the afternoon Emily came out, there really hadn't been a chance to discuss things with Kim. Thanksgiving had been right around the corner, so they'd all been busy with the preparations, especially since both Tommy's and Jason's parents were coming to dinner. Then, Tommy and Kim went off for their anniversary.

Tommy sighed heavily. "I don't know, Jase; she won't talk to me."

That admission stunned Jason. It wasn't like Kim to keep things inside; she always wore her heart on her sleeve. And she never kept things from Tommy.

"I'm really worried," Tommy continued. "Not only won't she discuss what happened between her and Emily, I've noticed that whatever's bugging her is affecting her physically. She's tired and pale... she doesn't sleep well. She has almost no appetite. She cries at the drop of the hat and no, it's not p.m.s. She gets mean when she's pms—ing, not depressed."

"Oh, man," Jason murmured sympathetically. He had no idea things were this serious with Kim. He'd seen her just before she and Tommy and left, and there had been no outward sign of her inner turmoil, save maybe for seeming to tire out quickly. Emily had espoused the hope that maybe someday she and Kim would develop a relationship like he and Tommy. She realized that it wasn't going to happen over night, but if she knew how badly Kim was reacting to their encounter.... Jason didn't want to contemplate the damage that would do to Emily's fragile confidence.

"I want to help her, Jase, but she won't let me," Tommy confessed forlornly.

"Maybe she'll talk to me," Jason offered. "After all, I know something of what's she's going through."

"I was hoping you'd offer." Tom Jason's questioningly arched eyebrows, Tommy elaborated, "Kim made me promise not to ask; she didn't want you guys to know. She said you had enough to concentrate on."

"Kim ." Jason sighed exasperatedly.

"I just wish I knew why this is so hard for her since she's understanding and accepting of me of us."

"It's easier to be all that when it isn't you in the hotseat. I've had no problem accepting Emily being bi and the fact that she'd like to have a female lover from time to time. I have no problem dealing with your bisexuality, but for the longest time I had a hard time adjusting to your interest in me. Now I'm on shaky ground when it comes to my being sexually interested in you," Jason explained. "Is Kim inside?"

"Yeah, she was going to rest for a bit; the trip to the grocery store seemed to wipe her out." Tommy frowned. "She's really beginning to worry me. She hasn't been feeling well for a while now, and she's hardly ever sick, but you know how she hates doctors."

"Then maybe I should come back later if she's laying down," Jason suggested. Since their Ranger days, they had noticed that they all were more resistant to colds and such, so if Kim was sick, it had to be pretty serious.

"Let's see how she's doing first," Tommy recommended. "If she's up to it, the sooner she talks to you, the better."

Once in the house, neither man could locate Tommy's wife. She wasn't on the sofa or upstairs in their room. It wasn't until Tommy passed the basement door that he thought to check downstairs. As soon as he opened the door, he heard the washing machine running.

"Kim?" he called down.

"Yes, Tommy?"

"Just checking. I thought you were resting."

"I was for a bit. I wanted to get caught up with the laundry. You done with the lawn?"

"Almost."

"When you're finished, will you help me fold the clothes?"

"Sure."

Tommy turned to Jason and stepped back from the doorway.

"Don't you want to listen in?" Jason asked.

"Yeah, but I think Kim might open up more if I wasn't around."

Jason nodded his agreement.

"Besides, you'll fill me in later, won't you?"

"Only if Kim doesn't swear me to silence," was the jaunty reply.

As Jason started down the stairs, Tommy softly added, "Good luck, bro, and thanks."

With a smile of encouragement, Jason waved his best friend off and continued down the stairs, making no effort to silence his footsteps. He wanted Kim to know someone was coming down.

"So you decided to help me now instead of later?" Kim asked over her shoulder, not bothering to look up from the freshly dried pile of clothing she was sorting.

"As long as I don't have to fold Tommy's unmentionables, I'm willing to pitch in," Jason declared glibly.

"Jason!" Kim yelped, spinning around to face him, thoroughly astonished to find him there. "What are you doing here?"

"I think you can guess," he said soberly, and Kim glanced away from his piercing gaze to the t-shirt she was twisting about in her hands. "Although, if you prefer a different venue, we could always go for a walk in the park."

The suggestion elicited a small smile, as it conjured memories of their last heart-to-heart in the park.

"You're needing to talk, and I'm the best person to relate to what you're going through," he went on to say. He headed over to the weight bench and sat down, patting the space next to him in invitation. Kim hesitantly shuffled over, knowing she couldn't put off the inevitable any longer.

For a while, the two simply sat there collecting their thoughts.

"God, where to being?" Kim sighed, the heavy silence getting the better of her.

"What exactly are you having the most trouble with?" Jason prompted. "I know it's not why you didn't stop Emily at the time."

"It's kind of hard to explain," Kim said. "I know why, and I have no regrets in that respect. I'd do it again for the same reason, but would I do it again for a different reason?

"Jason, what were you feeling after Tommy first told you that he was attracted to you and you realized he wanted to be intimate with you?"

Jason thought he knew where Kim was headed with this, so he gave her the truth he would never had given Tommy at least, not at the time.

"My initial gut reaction was freaked out. It was too weird knowing that a guy my best friend had the hots for me and wanted to have sex with me. It was kind of disturbing. I remember being unsettled whenever I knew Tommy was scoping me out, and I was hyper-conscious of my every interaction with him. And to make matters worse, I knew I couldn't let Tommy know I felt that way.

"Thankfully, that stage didn't last long. The first shock faded quickly to acceptance and then into a sense of being flattered. It boggled my mind that I inspired those feelings in Tommy, especially with you in the picture."

"What about when you and Tommy first had sex?"

"Do you mean at that moment or my mindset leading up to it?"

"Before and after."

"Well, prior to that afternoon, I had worked up a healthy dose of curiosity. I had tons of questions: what would it be like? Would I enjoy it? Afterwards, my questions centered around things like did I enjoy it? Since I did, did that make me bi, too? Did I like it enough to want to do it again? Are these some of the questions you're asking yourself?

"Some," Kim agreed.

"I think that these would be normal responses to the situation," he assured her. "Give yourself some time ."

"Time!" she snorted. "Time's the one thing that's missing here. How long were you and Tommy close friends before he came out? Two three years. How long between that and when you two first had sex? Just about two years. And it's taken you four years to decide that you wanted to be with him again.

"Emily and I are friends, but you couldn't call us close. She comes out to me and tells me she's hot for me while she's having sex with me! I've had no time to adjust to any of this!"

Kim's strident tone took Jason by surprise. "Kim, no one's asking you to adjust to this right away."

"I know; it's just that I feel like I have to get this settled now not four years from now," she sighed defeatedly.

"Why?"

"Can Emily handle waiting indefinitely while I come to grips with this? She and I don't have the same foundation that you and Tommy had when all this started. The bond between her and I are still tenuous. I know she's afraid she's alienated me."

Jason had to concede her point.

"It'd be one thing if I knew that Emily having sex with me was a one time deal, but I know she wants the two of us to have the same kind of relationship you and Tommy have. I used to think that simply meant that how close-knit you guys are. Now I know it includes the sex, too."

Again, Jason couldn't deny Kim's conclusions.

"And what of you?" she asked pointedly. "I know what it meant to me that you were Tommy's lover someone I knew and trusted. I know you want to offer Emily the same generosity that I've given Tommy. Wouldn't you feel better if Emily had a lover who you knew and trusted?"

"Yes, I would, but I wouldn't ask you to do that any more than you asked me to help out Tommy. And Emily isn't going to pressure you to be her lover any more than Tommy pressured me. We both know that this is something you have to want for yourself."

"That's just it; I don't know what I want!" Kim shouted, tears of frustration trickling down her cheeks.

"Hey, Kim shh it's all right," Jason soothed, pulling her into a brotherly hug. "You need to let this go. Don't force yourself to make any decisions yet. And don't second guess yourself. If being with Emily again is right for you, you'll know. I promise you; you'll know."

~*~

"Mmm you look good enough to eat!"

Kim sat up, gasping, having had the most intense dream she had had in a long time. Her blood still surged with fiery ecstacy. Her body still yearned for release.

"Oh God," she breathed out softly. It had been so real. It had felt so right. What did it mean?

"Sounded like a good one, Beautiful," Tommy murmured sleepily, stirring beside her.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you," she apologized.

"So, you going to share?" he cajoled.

"I ."

"Pretty please?" he begged, loosing the full force of his puppy eyes upon her.

"Just eat me, Tommy," she said instead, rolling over to pin her husband to the mattress. "Make me come!"

"Any time," he agreed, pulling her hips forward so she could straddle his face. She had already lost her nightgown long before they had ever fallen asleep.

"Yesssssssss!" Kim hissed as the soft wet warmth of his tongue touched her throbbing core. She wantonly rode Tommy's face, driving herself relentlessly toward orgasm.

And as pleasure surged through her, in the privacy of her mind, she called out the name of her dream lover.

~*~

This is ridiculous, Kim fumed as she lingered over her morning coffee. Tommy had finally convinced her to see the doctor for her unusual lethargy. She even took the day off so she could make it to her appointment without any additional rush. So what happens? I feel better than I have in weeks!

Of course, she had to wonder how much the morning's activities had to do with her feeling of well being. After waking from her incredibly intense dream, she and Tommy had spent so much time making love that he was nearly late for work (and she would have been had she been going in). And in spite of being sore from Tommy's enthusiasm especially her breasts she still felt energized.

That could be just a side effect from having so many orgasms!

It could also be from a lighter burden on her conscience.

What was that dream trying to tell me? Was it telling her that she could have sex with Emily again without any reservations? It sure had felt right in the dream, and she hadn't exactly been a mere spectator. She'd been touching and kissing with equal fervor to Emily.

Truth be told, when she looked at things objectively, she didn't know why she was letting her misgivings bog her down. In the past, she never let fear or uncertainty hold her back. She used such feelings to spur her on to try new things, to face new challenges. Why couldn't she view a potential physical relationship with Emily thusly?

Why don't I give it a try and see if I like it? Either I will or I won't. If I like it, maybe I'll want to have an occasional encounter with Emily. If I don't, then we know where things stand and can go on from there.

Kim felt better for making her resolutions, but she wondered if/when she should act on them. Before she could come to any decision, the ringing of the phone jarred her out of her musings.

"Hello ."

"Hi, Kim."

"Emily. What's up?"

"I'm glad I caught you. I meant to ask you this last night but forgot. Could you come over later and help me fix my hair? Jason's taking me out for my birthday tonight, and I wanted to do my hair like it was for his birthday."

"Sure, no problem. Just give me a call when you get home."

"Great. Thanks so much! See you later."

As Kim hung up the phone, she realized that for the first time since before Thanksgiving, there was no knot of anxiety squeezing her insides at the thought of seeing Emily.

Smiling, she cleared the dishes from the table and wondered if she could get away with canceling her doctor appointment.

~*~

"Anybody home?" Kim called as she popped her head in the Scotts' back door. She received a stream of colorful invectives in response. She let herself into the kitchen and met with the lower half of Jason's anatomy protruding from under the sink.

"There's no way you'll convince me you're a plumber. Your pants are pulled up too far," she teased.

"Hey, Kim," he grunted in reply. "This stupid pipe would pick today to start leaking."

"Would you like the number of the guy we call? I don't let Tommy play plumber any more," she offered.

Jason had vivid memories of the Oliver's flooded kitchen. "Thanks. Just jot it down on the notepad by the phone. I may concede defeat and call if this takes much longer."

"Where's Emily?" Kim asked.

"Upstairs getting dressed," he said through gritted teeth as he tried to tighten the joint. "I just hope we don't have to cancel because of this leak. Go on up."

"Good luck," Kim called out as she exited the kitchen and made her way to the second floor.

When she reached the Scotts' bedroom, she found Emily struggling with her dress zipper.

"Let me get that," she offered, announcing her presence.

"Thanks," Emily accepted. "Although, there may be a change of plans."

"Jason told me. Let's just think positively," Kim advised, easing the recalcitrant closure into place. "Is this new?"

Emily modeled the black cocktail dress for her. The halter-style bodice fit tight, plunging deep, and the swingy, flirty skirt flared out a the hips and fell to just above the knees. "Do you like it? Mom sent me some money for my birthday, and I splurged."

"It's awesome! Has Jason seen it yet?"

"No, I wanted to surprise him."

"He's going to eat you up."

"I certainly hope so!"

The two shared girlish giggles.

"Let's get to work on your hair," Kim said even as Emily was taking a seat at the dressing table.

As Kim began to brush out the blonde curls, she did her best to remember how the hairdresser had coiffed the pair of them for Jason's birthday. However, all her mind seemed to be able to focus on was how soft and silky Emily's hair was. Well, she always had been a sucker for Tommy's long locks, and she certainly enjoyed having her own hair played with.

Apparently, so did Emily, for the longer she stroked the brush through her hair, the more relaxed Emily became.

"Mmm... that feels good," Emily sighed softly in contentment.

In the mirror, Kim could see that her companion's eyelids had fluttered closed. She set the brush aside and began combing her fingers through the strands even as she sectioned the hair preparatory to pinning it up. Unbidden, an old fantasy came to mind one where she and Tommy filled the roles of hairdresser and hairdressee. She recalled how good his fingers felt playing through her hair... the feel of his breath warm against her neck... the wet caress of his lips... his hands skimming down her shoulders to her breasts... cupping them... teasing her nipples.... The memory made her shiver with remembered delight.

Unknowingly, she had closed her eyes as she reveled in the fantasy. Upon opening them, she found herself eyeing the nape of Emily's neck and had the most uncontrollable urge to do to Emily all the things Tommy had done to her.

Why not? After all, you know she wants you, and it is her birthday.

So saying to herself, Kim lowered her lips to nosh at Emily's tender nape.

Emily's eyes snapped open at the first contact of that intimate caress. She watched in the mirror, mesmerized, as Kimberly nibbled on her neck. She wasn't certain what was going on, but she was incapable of protest. It felt too good. She shivered as her body came alive under Kim's gentle touch.

Even as her companion's mouth was distracting her, Emily felt Kimberly's hands slip over her shoulders and down her chest. Oddly, the thought that was foremost in her mind was I don't remember Kim pinning my hair out of the way.

That was Emily's last coherent thought for many moments as she luxuriated in the feel of Kim's hands on her breasts. If she hadn't been observing things in the looking glass, she would have sworn she was imagining things. To have Kim kiss and touch her willingly was one of her most treasured daydreams.

"Kim?" The name came out more as a gasp than an actual word as Kimberly's fingers tweaked her impossibly hard nipples, sending fiery bolts of bliss racing through every fiber of her being. The sensation had her purring, "Mmm... how did you know...?"

"That you'd enjoy this? Same fantasy, different hairdresser," Kim quipped.

Oh, how she wanted Kim to continue and damn the reasons, but she had to know.... "Why, Kim? Why are you doing this?"

"Lots of reasons," was the vague response.

"Because of Jason and what he did for Tommy?" If that was the only reason, Emily wasn't sure she wanted things to go any further. It just wasn't reason enough not any longer.

"That's one," Kim confirmed as she withdrew her hands.

"Jason reached out to Tommy as much out of friendship as a desire to protect him," Emily pointed out. "I don't need that sort of protection; I've been with other women, and you and I don't have the bonds of friendship that our husbands have."

"I know, but I was thinking more of what Jason did for me in having sex with Tommy that first time," Kim elaborated. "He provided me with a huge measure of comfort. Tommy's first male lover was someone I knew and trusted. Someone I knew wouldn't hurt Tommy... someone I knew understood and respected my and Tommy's relationship."

"And you're thinking of offering that same sense of security to Jason by bein geith me?"

"In part."

"You shouldn't do this just to repay Jason not if you're heart isn't really into it. He wouldn't want...."

"I'm also doing this for Tommy and for myself and for the sake of our friendship," Kim added.

"For Tommy?" Emily reiterated dubiously.

"Not in the way you're thinking," Kim laughed. "I'm not doing this to gratify some fantasy he has about seeing me with another woman. I'm doing it to understand him better.

"He's tried telling me about the security and confidence of familiar territory and knowing more exactly what you're partner is feeling and not holding back all things that he could explain to me that I could grasp. But some things, I think, just need to be experienced. While I appreciate his attraction in particular to Jason as a lover, I just don't get it in the broader sense, and I'd like to.

"I know you're worried about me coming to you for all the wrong reasons, but I'm not. I'm doing this for myself as well. I'd never given lesbian sex a whole lot of thought. I've never really been turned on by other women, but I can't deny that what we did the other day felt good.

"I guess I'm a little curious. I know want to know more fully what it'd be like to make love to another woman. Maybe I'll enjoy it. Maybe I won't, but I won't know until I try," Kim concluded.

"And what if this isn't right for you?" Emily wondered. "What if things go badly? I realize I didn't think this through when I jumped you on the couch, but I don't wan t to damage our friendship. If it comes to either/or, I'd rather have you as a friend than a lover."

"The way I see it, the worst that can happen is that we try and it doesn't work out. We can deal with that. We'll know and we can move past it.

"At best, we'll have the same sort of relationship our husbands have."

Emily regarded Kimberly critically, trying to ascertain how she believed what she was saying.

"You're scared to death, aren't you?" she queried with wry amusement.

"It shows?" Kim asked, suddenly deflated.

Emily just laughed for a moment; then, she sobered. "Do you really want to make love with me?"

"Yes," Kim answered firmly. "I want to, Emily. I have to. I need to know...."

"Hush," Emily commanded as she stood and pulled Kim into a kiss.

She hadn't meant it to be more than a surprise tactic, something to startle Kimberly into silence so they could recaptured their former mood, but with the first taste of those sweet lips, Emily was lost. Intoxicated with the power of a fantasy fulfilled, she drank greedily from the well, her mouth moving over Kim's in a heated rush, her tongue probing deeply, caressing Kim's in a frenetic duel.

This time, Kim was determined not to be a passive participant, so she didn't hesitate in meeting Emily's kiss; however, her partner was going a little too fast a pace she wasn't quite ready for. She wanted to take her time to explore... to really discover if this was truly what she wanted. As best she could, she tried to assert control over the tempo of their kiss.

"Sorry," Emily murmured sheepishly, her lips barely leaving the brunette's. Kim could feel them brushing against hers as Emily spoke. "Shall we start again?"

This time, Kim was the initiator, meeting Emily in a series of gentle nips and touches. Tongues peeked out more slowly, feinting and licking. Then, Kim teased Emily's mouth open and slowly slid her tongue inside too twine sensuously around her partner's. The erotic dance seemed to go on forever.

"Mmm... you sure know how to kiss," Emily sighed contentedly as Kim's mouth slipped off hers and moved up her jaw line to her ear.

"I've had lots of practice," Kim breathed into the shell of Em's ear as her tongue traced its contours.

Emily couldn't offer a rejoinder; she had no voice. All that came out was a breathy moan. She reveled in the warmth of Kim's lips upon her skin as the petite woman kissed her way around to the back of her neck once again. A shiver of delight coursed through her as Kim paid particular attention to one of her hot spots. She felt herself drowning in the sensations as bliss raced up and down her spine. However, she wasn't so totally lost in the moment that she failed to notice Kim's sudden hesitation.

She had been expecting such at some point. Turning, Emily faced Kim, her gaze holding her steady.

"I'm not sure...." Kim began weakly. It wasn't an admission of doubt so much as a request for guidance.

Emily laughed inwardly; she had always been the follower in the past, allowing others to lead her, and here was Kim looking to her for direction. However, she doubt Kim really needed to be coaxed along. With a push in the right direction, her passionate nature would assert itself.

"Do as I do," Emily instructed as she reached up to outline Kimberly's lips with her fingertips. Kim mirrored the move. Next, she traced her way lightly down Kim's arms on the top side then back up again on the underside and was rewarded by Kim's throaty gasp as she hit the tender spot at the base of her wrist.

"Like that, do you?" Emily purred, raising Kim's arm to her mouth and tracing wet circles with her tongue on the pale, silky flesh.

"Oh maaaaannnnn...." Kim groaned, incapable of returning the gesture. It was all she could do to remain standing. However, Emily didn't wait for her to reciprocate; her questing hands brushed across the swell of her chest, pausing to cup her tingling breasts. She followed suit, her fingers lightly squeezing the pliant mounds, and her thumbs teased the ruched nipples under the black fabric.

Emily smiled as Kim grew bolder in her explorations. It was so difficult to hold back and let Kim proceed at her own pace. Her touch was incredible! So much so that in spite of her best intentions, Emily gasped out, "Suck 'em, Kim. Please use your mouth!"

With a wicked gleam in her eyes, Kim reached behind Emily's neck and unfastened the halter. Oh so very slowly she pulled the bodice down, letting the silky fabric further tease Emil's turgid buds. The move had her partner hissing through her teeth with the thrill of it. Then, she lowered her head to sample her first taste of another woman's breasts.

~*~

"Hey, Jase, have you seen Kim?" Tommy called out as he rapped on the back door.

"Don't you ever say 'hi?'" Jason grunted as he pushed his way out from under the sink.

"Hi. There, I said it. Kim left me a note saying she'd be over here," Tommy continued single-mindedly.

Jason simply shook his head resignedly. "She's upstairs helping Em with her hair."

"Mind if I go up?"

"No, but what's the rush?"

"There was a message on our answering machine from Kim's doctor saying they had to change the date of her next appointment. I want to know what the doctor said why does she have to go back?"

"I'd forgotten about her appointment," Jason said as he wiped his hands clean. "They should be about finished. I'll be heading up to change as soon as I get this mess cleaned up."

"Got a leak?" Tommy asked knowingly.

"Got it under control," Jason replied quickly. He held up a hand to forestall Tommy's next words. "Don't, bro. Kim told me you're not allowed to play plumber any more."

"She's never going to let me live down that one time, is she?" Tommy pouted.

Jason laughed. "Face it, race car engines just aren't in the same league as kitchen sinks."

Grumbling under his breath at his best bud's amusement at his expense, Tommy took his leave. He took the stairs two at a time, anxious to find his wife. The door to the Scotts' bedroom was ajar, and Tommy was about to knock when he caught a glimpse of what was going on just beyond.

"My turn," Emily murmured huskily as she eased Kim away from her bosom.

"'Bout time," Kim all but growled as she raised her arms, enabling Emily to pull off her t-shirt.

Oh man! Tommy swallowed hard and backed away quietly. Once clear of the doorway, he hustled swiftly and silently back to the kitchen.

Jason had just finished closing the tool box when Tommy burst into the room wearing a silly grin on his face.

"Where's Kim? Aren't the girls done?" Jason wondered.

"I think they're just getting started," Tommy explained cryptically.

"Just getting...! But we're going to be late for our dinner reservations!"

"There may be a change of plans," Tommy responded as he grabbed Jason by the arm and started tugging him out of the room.

"What's gotten into you?" Jason demanded, trying to extricate himself from Tommy's grip.

"C'mon; there's something you have got to see!"

~*~

Kimberly didn't know how much more of the sweet torture she could take. Emily's mouth and tongue were evoking sensations she never knew she could feel. She clung to her lover as much for mere support as for the desire to feel their bodies pressed close together. Molten bliss surged through her veins, pooling in the apex of her thighs. The heat continued to swirl and build until Kim felt on the edge of ecstatic explosion.

"Emily, please... I need...." she gasped, unable to articulate her particular wanting.

"I know; me, too."

With that, hands unfastened zippers and pushed clothing aside until both women were left in nothing but their panties. However, as Kim reached to slide her lingerie down her hips....

"Let me," Emily commanded. A faint, incongruous blush dusted her cheeks. "I've always dreamed of doing it this way."

So saying, she dropped to her knees, skimming down the length of Kim's legs. Then, she caught the elastic of her partner's panties in her teeth and worked the undergarment down.

Privately, Kim wondered if Emily could give Tommy a few pointers. The blonde's execution was flawless; her panties came down in what would have been a sensuous striptease had she been removing her own clothing. Tommy's technique, even after all this time, left much to be desired. She usually wound up with a case of the giggles as she inevitably had to extricate herself from the tangle underwear.

Then it was her turn to reciprocate; however, she opted for a more conventional manner of disrobing her lover.

"Ready to have some more fun?" Emily queried in a husky whisper as she guided Kim over to the bed.

"Mmm... definitely," Kim sighed as they fell onto the mattress, cuddling and kissing, reveling in the full body contact.

"You are so ready," Emily purred as she cupped her companion's sex. Slipping her finger past the moist, pink folds, she stirred up the fires within.

"So are you," Kim responded, sliding her fingers through Emily's wispy curls to find the wet heat at her core.

"I don't know about you, but I can't wait for my turn," Emily declared mischievously. "Do you want the top or bottom?"

Kim understood implicitly. "I'm more used to being on top."

"C'mere then," Emily beckoned.

With an eager grin, Kim reversed herself to settle her mound over her lover's mouth. Her eyes closed as Emily's hot, wet tongue touched the center of her need, and with a lusty moan, she lowered herself, breathing in the tang of her partner's scent, to sample her lover's sweet juices.

~*~

"Oh...."

"...wow."

The two husbands stood transfixed in the shadow of the doorway where their wives couldn't see them. Kimberly and Emily in a sixty-nine... it boggled the mind and sent the senses into overdrive. Their eyes were glued to the scene playing out before them: two beautiful, curvaceous naked women undulating together in a highly intimate embrace....

"We really should leave 'em alone," Tommy ventured, his mouth suddenly dry.

"Uh huh," Jason agreed mechanically.

"You can't move either, eh?" The smile was evident in Tommy's tone.

"Uh uh."

Jason was swept up in the full erotic impact of the reality of his wife with another women that sheer shock had denied him on that first occasion. He couldn't see her face, buried as it was between Kimberly's thighs, but he could see the naked curve of her body, could hear her voice as she moaned and gasped with pleasure and could feel the heat and sexual tension that charged the atmosphere in the room. He was powerfully drawn to the two, like a moth to a flame.

"Uh uh, we weren't invited," Tommy admonished, placing a restraining hand on his arm. Jason wasn't even aware he had taken a step.

He was aware, however, that Tommy was just as affected by the sights and sounds before them as he was. He could feel the hardness of Tommy's arousal pressed against his denim-clad cheeks, and Tommy's hand lightly massaged his own burgeoning erection. With a soft moan, he let himself lean back against his best friend's muscular body. Almost immediately, he felt Tommy's lips on the side of his neck, even as the strokes below the belt intensified.

"If you're gonna play with it, you might as well pull it out and do it right," he groaned, coherent thought almost beyond his capacity under the dual assault on his senses.

"I thought you'd never ask!" Tommy declared gleefully as he reached for the zipper of Jason's jeans.

~*~

On the bed, Kim had long since abandoned rational thought. Only one impulse drove her on: pleasuring her partner. As before, she followed Emily's lead, doing her best to duplicate her technique. Where Emily's tongue ventured, so ventured hers. If she licked, Kim licked; if she sucked, Kim sucked. At some point, Emily divined what was going on because she seemed more deliberate in hitting (and guiding Kim to) just the right spots.

Judging by the way Emily's hips bucked and wriggled and by her muffled moans, Kim reasoned she must be doing something right. Of course, her own pleasure spreading through her body like wildfire made it difficult to concentrate on anything else. Emily's tongue was merciless as it swirled 'round and 'round the hardened kernal of her sex. With steady, insistent licks, Emily drove her to the brink of ecstasy only to draw her back and soothe her, then pushing her to the edge of the sensual abyss once again. Had her mouth not been similarly occupied, Kim would have been pleading for release.

Suddenly, Kim felt Emily's body coiling beneath her. Her lover's thighs pressed more tightly about her head, and Emily's fingers sank more deeply into the softness of her ass cheeks.

"K-Kim...!" Emily sobbed as her climax crested, her body arching and her head canting back so she could give full throat to her cries.

In spite of the frenetic spasms which rocked her lover's body, Kimberly continued her oral ministrations, drinking deep of Emily's sweetness, staying with her until the last fiery ripple had ebbed and her body was quiet once again.

Oh God... I wish Jason would eat me out like that, were Emily's thoughts once she was able to form coherent ones again. After catching her breath, she resumed focusing on getting Kim off. The brunette quivered on the edge of eruption; it was a wonder she hadn't come yet. However, she knew just what would send her careening over the abyss.

"Kim," she called out in a soft whisper, "we have company."

Emily had briefly glimpsed the boys in the doorway when the first throes of her orgasm hit. While she didn't know for certain, judging from Jason's recollections of their threeway and Kim's demeanor when she mentioned Tommy watching her, the blonde felt certain that her companion got off on being watched, especially by her long-time lover.

And she was not mistaken.

She took note that Kim's gaze was locked on the bedroom doorway as she devoted her full attention to Kim's juicy sex. Moments later, she felt the tremors quaking Kim's nicely-toned body and heard her partner's guttural cries of joy.

"OhGodohGodohGod," Kim panted even as Emily wriggled out from underneath her still-quivering body. Jason's wife pulled her into her arms, and Kim went gladly. The two cuddled and kissed, tasting themselves on each other's lips.

"Mmm... so, what do you think?" Emily murmured sleepily.

"I think that you probably won't have to wait four years for me to decide I want to do this again," Kim quipped.

"I'm glad."

"I think I am, too."

The two luxuriated in their post orgasm euphoria, just enjoying being close. However, as Emily started recovering and thinking once again of getting ready for her night out with Jason, she noticed that they still had an audience.

"What do we do about them?" she wondered, nodding in the guys' general direction.

"Are they even paying attention to us?" Kim queried, observing that Jason's eyes were closed and that Tommy was totally into nibbling on his best bud's neck. "I know they weren't exactly invited this was a private party but if they're going to keep that up, I'm going to want something nice and hard filling me up."

Emily hated to admit it, but the thought of her husband's cock buried in her depths sounded pretty good to her, too. However, she wasn't sure she wanted the guys butting in.

"Too bad I don't have a strap-on to satisfy you," she remarked.

"I know where you can get one; remind me to give you the URL later," Kim said and smiled at Emily's shocked expression. "It's your party, Em; if you want our husbands crashing it, fine by me."

"Why not," Emily declared, throwing caution to the wind. She crooked a finger at the pair. "Why do you come here so we can take care of those nasty ol' hard-ons for you," she cooed.

The boys were too stunned to react; they hadn't realized they'd been discovered. When they made no move to come forward, their naked wives abandoned the bed and came over to collect them.

Jason experienced a moment of misgiving when it registered that Emily had never seen Tommy naked and that Tommy was checking out his wife in return. Granted, he'd scoped out Kimberly she was much as she'd been all those years ago but.... The thought went no further as Emily stood before him and replaced Tommy's hand with hers. Suddenly, it didn't matter who else was in the room; he had to have his wife now! However, Emily seemed to have other ideas as she all but led him to the bed by his dick and he was perfectly willing to be led.

"Want me to take care of this?" she asked even as she tugged his pants down.

"Uh huh!"

Smiling up at him impishly, Emily wrapped her lips around his rock-hard hunk of flesh.

Beside them, Kim had already stripped Tommy; she prowled about him hungrily, touching him here, licking him there, teasing him until in a quavering voice he begged, "Please, Kim; eat me!"

"Oh, I intend to," she assured him, but she didn't start with his throbbing rod. She dropped to her knees behind him and began nibbling on his ass. She bit back a grin at the buckling of Tommy's knees and his reverberating groan.

At the sound of that deep utterance, Emily glanced over to see what Kim was doing to her husband. Though she never missed a stroke of her own, Emily's blue eyes widened in surprise. For a moment, she wondered if Jason would like the same thing; however, her husband had his fingers firmly clenched in her curls, holding her in place. She was right where he wanted needed her.

Emily felt how close he was in the way his gluts firmed beneath her fingers and the way the muscles in his powerful thighs coiled and trembled. Already he was swelling... filling her mouth... a taste of things to come teasing her tongue.

When Jason climaxed, it rocked the bed, causing Tommy to nearly lose his balance. As Jason's moans filled his ears, he knew he was not far behind. Hell, he had nearly come when Kim ate his ass! Man, she was good at that! And if her nibbling wasn't awesome enough, her next sweet torture had been to draw his balls into her mouth and hum on them, using her deepest octave. The vibrations shivered through him until every inch of him was quivering with desire.

Then, her mouth her velvety warm, wonderful mouth enveloped him, taking him deep then pulling away with excruciating slowness, her tongue swirling about his glans. And if that wasn't mind blowing enough, his toes curled as her finger wiggled into his bottom, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

"K-Kim...!" he shouted mere moments after Jason's lusty "Emily" filled the room.

Then, spent, the two collapsed on the mussed comforter, gasping for air. The wallowed in the ecstatic afterglow seemingly forever; they were slow in recovering, but once they regained their senses, they found their wives glowering at them with more than a touch of exasperation.

"Now how are we going to get any satisfaction out of them?" Emily harumphed to Kim as if the men were not prostrate before them.

Kim favored her with an evil grin. "Well, since they were so inspired by our sixty- nine, maybe they'd be re-inspired by one of their own."

"Wicked!" Emily concurred, her eyes gleaming in anticipation.

"Beautiful, I love how you think," Tommy murmured, practically salivating at the thought.

Jason wasn't even given the option of declining; since their wives had spoken, Tommy pounced on him eagerly. However, he managed to wrestle his lover until Tommy was pinned to the mattress.

"I think it's my turn to be on top," Jason said mischievously.

"Whatever," Tommy agreed and gleefully filled his mouth with Jason's thick pole. "Mmm...."

"Oh, Kim, you were soooooooo right," Emily sighed as the two women watched their husbands indulge in the same pleasure they had partaken of. The two looked on, unabashed, as their spouses devoured one another. For Emily, the sight of Jason's mouth filled with another's dick was almost too much to bear! "They're awesome together."

Kim didn't answer; she couldn't. She was so caught up in watching her husband buck and writhe beneath his best friend that she didn't even realize she was touching herself. Two of the most gorgeous male bodies in all of Angel Grove... locked together in the most primal of embraces... a sheen of perspiration making their bodies glisten and glow... well defined muscles rippling with surging pleasure.... It was so difficult not to wander over and join them.

"Let me help," Emily suggested with a throaty purr as she sidled up behind Kim and began gliding her hands over the other woman's trembling body. It was a pose much like the one in which they first discovered their audience. One hand unerringly went to Kim's breasts to play with her still-taut nipples. The other skimmed down her abdomen to cup her oh-so-ready sex. Kim gasped and melted into the embrace.

"I just hope they remember to save some for us," Emily murmured in her lover's ear.

"I just hope they start kissing," Kim said, sucking in an excited breath of air as Emily nipped at her earlobe.

Their comments must have been overheard, for Jason raised his head from Tommy's groin and said, "Your wish is our command."

Tommy whimpered in protest when Jason removed himself from his mouth, but Jason swiftly replaced his dick with his tongue, which Tommy ravished just as greedily.

"Oh God," Kim groaned as the two men traded tongues. Her breath caught in her throat as a shockwave of ecstacy shot thorough her. Even as they kissed, the two were kneeling face to face, their hands wrapped around each other's cock, continuing to pump.

"Jase...." Emily moaned in supplication as Jason's strong arms crushed her to him. His mouth silenced her, and she met his ravenous hunger with an insatiable appetite of her own. Tongues dueled frantically as hands touched and teased.

Tommy, meanwhile, scooped up his eager wife and sat her down on his lap, unerringly spearing her on his long, hard shaft.

"Yessss!" she hissed rawly between kisses as she worked herself up and down his length.

"Love me, Jason," Emily begged even as her husband laid her out on the bed.

"I do, more than I ever thought possible," he answered as he stretched out over top of her. His beautiful wife squealed with delight as he plunged into her, and she arched into his every stroke.

Kim's body trembled at the edge of sexual oblivion, but a quick glance at their friends gave her a bit of inspiration. As quickly as she could, she extricated herself from Tommy's manhood. At his questioning, somewhat pained look, she tossed off a nod towards their companions and promptly presented him with an even more tempting target.

Tommy smiled wolfishly as his wife's luscious ass was presented to him. Running a covetous hand over those succulent globes, he wished he had the paraphernalia at hand to bury himself between those sweet cheeks. However, he had no complaints as he drove himself deep into her velvety depths with a satisfying smack of her bottoms against his loins. He tried to raise her up so he could fill his hands with her breasts, to feel her arch against him in the throes of primal need, but she had other ideas.

Kim resisted Tommy's delicious temptation for the moment. There was a reason she had opted for this position. She stretched closer to Emily and Jason, and waited, hovering. Jason finally noticed her there and sat back, granting Kim access to his wife. When Emily opened her eyes and saw her there, Kim dipped her head to capture Emily's mouth in a lingering kiss, drinking in Emily's cries of joy as Jason propelled her into a shuddering climax and pouring forth her own as Tommy did likewise for her.

~*~

"So much for dinner reservations," Jason groused good-naturedly as the two couples cuddled in the Scotts' bed, having exhausted themselves.

"Maybe the pizza delivery guy could deliver upstairs," Emily suggested, too content to abandon her place in Jason's muscular arms, pressed close as well to Kim's delightful body, for anything as mundane as food.

"Y'know, if this becomes a habit, we're both going to have to get bigger beds," Tommy interjected, to the mirth of all except for Kim, who was strangely quiet.

"So," Jason addressed the company in general, "do we finally have all our secrets out in the open?"

"Let's see... you're an ex-Power Ranger who likes to have sex with his best friend, and I'm bisexual who's lusting after your best friend's wife... I can't think of anything else," Emily replied jauntily. She then glanced over to their partners. "Tommy? Kim?"

"No more for me, thanks," Tommy quipped. He glanced down lovingly at his wife. "What about you, Beautiful?"

"Just one thing."

"Kim?" Jason and Emily chorused in astonishment.

"What is it, hon?" Tommy prompted, stroking her hair gently, growing concerned when she wouldn't meet his eyes. When she did so at last, they were wet with tears, and she bit at her lower lip the way she did whenever she was anxious. Tommy grew more nervous.

"The doctor says...." Kim began but was momentarily unable to continue, as if she didn't know what to say.

"What? What did he say?" Tommy choked out. He'd totally forgotten that the whole reason he'd come over to the Scotts' house was to find out what the doctor had told Kimberly.

Jason and Emily instinctively drew in closer to their friends, lending their support and comfort. Both had glimpsed the naked fear in Tommy's eyes, and Emily felt Kim's trembling.

"He said... he said... oh, God, I can't do this," Kim's voice cracked, but it wasn't with pain so much as with suppressed amusement. She reached up to gently stroke her husband's cheek and offered him a bashful smile. "The doctor said...."

She hadn't wanted to exclude their friends, but she had wanted this moment the first time she said it aloud to be just for Tommy and her, so she whispered it in her spouse's ear. Then, she pulled back to see his reaction.

There was a moment of blank incomprehension; then, she could see when the news sank in a mixture of surprise and joy filling his features.

"Really? You mean it? You're gonna... I'm gonna...?" he babbled.

"Uh huh."

With a wild whoop, Tommy crushed Kim to him and smothered her in a long, involved kiss.

"I guess this means Kim has more than a week to live," Jason harumphed. Like everyone else, he'd been expecting the worst and felt rather duped at the obvious happiness being displayed across the way.

"Oh, I'd say it was a safe bet that her condition is of the nine month variety," Emily replied, catching the implications almost immediately.

"Huh?" Jason grunted, totally oblivious for a change.

"A baby!" Tommy gasped, gulping for air as he came up from the kiss. "We're having a baby!" He shot a triumphant look at his best friend. "We're having a baby!"

"Oh." Jason studiously ignored his wife's smug expression. Then he allowed himself to be swept up by the Oliver's happiness. "Congratulations, bro."

"A father I'm going to be a dad," Tommy continued to sputter deliriously.

Jason just shook his head bemusedly.

"Oh, Kim, I'm so happy for you!" Emily cried, bestowing a celebratory hug on the petite brunette.

"This is why I've been so weepy and over-emotional," Kim explained. "It wasn't because of you and me and what we did, but because my hormones are out of whack. I knew there had to be a reason why I was being so illogical about the whole thing."

"I'd say that as far as secrets go, this has to be one of the best," Jason laughed, reaching over to ruffle Kimberly's hair.

Kim laughed delightedly. "And it's one that there's no way I could have kept."

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