Suddenly she had doubts.
She stepped from the tub, dried herself, and went into the bedroom, still rubbing herself with the towel. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she ran the towel up and down her legs. She glanced at Maureen who was strutting around the room, naked as usual. Maureen liked to strip to the buff and wander around nude. She said it gave her a feeling of freedom.
Joanie could understand why she didn't mind prancing around naked. The red-haired girl had a fantastic figure. She had solid, thrusting titties and a firm, voluptuous ass. Maureen exuded sex, especially in the nude.
Would she still be able to ball with Maureen if she were married to Bob? Probably not, and that would be a shame.
While Joanie continued to dry herself, Maureen hopped onto the bed and faced her. "Why the long face, sugar? I thought you were happy. You know, getting married and all?"
Joanie wasn't sure, but she thought she detected a note of sarcasm in her roommate's voice. She dropped the towel and reached for her robe.
The redhead reached over Joanie's naked body, took the robe from her fingers and flung it aside. "Leave it off for a while, sugar. I want to look at you." Her eyes were full of lust. She wet her lips nervously and smiled.
"Maureen…"
"Oh, come on," the redhead giggled, moving up to the headboard of the bed and spreading her legs wide. "Call it one last fling with an old friend before you get a ball and chain and I never see you again."
"I'm serious, Maureen," Joanie said, crawling up to sit beside the other girl. "I think. He wants me to quit flying."
"Well? What did you tell him?" Maureen's voice was sharp.
"I told him I'd let him know for sure Wednesday night."
"Is it what you want, baby? Are you sure of him?"
Joanie nodded slowly, remembering the wonderful afternoon and evening. Her eyes misting, she sighed, "Oh, Maureen! He's such a wonderful guy!"
"Sure, as long as he's getting a crack at this crack!" Reaching over, Maureen petted Joanie's pussy. "Does the bastard want to marry you?" she glared.
Joanie blushed. "No, not yet. He figures we can live together like man and wife for a while. Then, if we decide it'll work out, we'll get married." Joanie frowned. Maureen had mentioned the one flaw in the entire set-up.
"DO you love him, honey?" Maureen asked bluntly, continuing to massage Joanie's moist pussy.
"I-I think so," she hedged, feeling herself warming up under the redhead's probing fingers on her cunt.
"You think so! Baby, when you really love a guy, you don't just think so. There's no doubt about it!" She looked directly into Joanie's eyes. "You know how you are – how we are. I know now that I'm not gonna change, and I don't think you are, either. You're gonna get hungry for something different to fill this up before long." She gently slid part of a finger up Joanie's slit.
"You wanna fuck around, don't you?" Joanie breathed.
"Jesus, I thought you'd never ask," Maureen giggled.
She rolled over and mounted Joanie. She meshed her enormous tits with Joanie's solid ones. Then she eased her legs apart and pressed her hot, hairy cunt up against the other girl's pussy, rubbing her thighs against her sensually. Tenderly, she eased forward and pressed her lips against Joanie's, sliding her tongue in between her roommate's warm lips.
She felt the beautiful blonde tremble with awakening lust. She dropped her hand between Joanie's legs and probed. Her fingers brushed the soft pubic hairs, searching eagerly. Her fingers quickly slid into the hot, slippery depths of Joanie's cunt as the blonde moaned deeply and arched her body.
For a few minutes Maureen controlled her own fierce excitement as she skillfully aroused Joanie to a frenzy of desire, probing with her fingers in a rhythmic motion, gently rubbing the tip of one finger against the swollen clitoris. Joanie locked her thighs tightly on Maureen's hand and jerked her hips to a passionate tempo, her lips fiery and eager beneath Maureen's, her soft moans quickly becoming urgent.
Then Maureen was moving dawn the bed, planting fiery kisses all along Joanie's body.
"Oh yes, baby," Joanie crooned. "God, go down on me – eat my pussy!"
Maureen took a deep breath, keenly aware of her own heart pounding wildly, and cupped Joanie's soft warm buttocks in her hands, raising them off the bed. The delicate pink lips of her cunt glistened, moist and beckoning. Like a ritual, Maureen kissed each of the girl's hot, trembling inner thighs. Then, closing her eyes and filling her nostrils deeply with the other girl's fragrance, she lashed out with her tongue.
Joanie's body arched and she screamed, a soft scream of sheer ecstasy as Maureen pierced her fiery, succulent cunt, probing with her tongue expertly, vibrating its tip against the blonde's tender clit.
Maureen lost herself in a dreamy bliss as she savored Joanie's sweet, moist flesh, barely conscious of the blonde's sharp nails sinking into her shoulders, concentrating deeply on the delicious fulfillment Joanie's pussy gave her, on the sharp thrills coursing through her eager lips and tongue as the girl's silken wet flesh quivered beneath her kisses.
For a few minutes Joanie jerked wildly and shuddered from head to toe as Maureen devoured her cunt. Then she suddenly stiffened, pressing her hot, smooth thighs tightly to the other girl's cheeks, and an electrifying jolt shot through Maureen's blood as the girl's, orgasm erupted. She clung tightly to Joanie's writhing buttocks, kissing her furiously as she screamed and twisted in her shattering ecstasy.
Maureen gave one final, prolonged kiss on Joanie's tender pink flesh before she released her. Then she quickly rose to lie on top of her, pressing her tits to the other girl's, squirming her damp pussy hairs to Joanie's silken nest as she kissed her on the lips. Joanie clung to her, still trembling with ecstasy, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"How was I, darling?" Maureen whispered.
"Beautiful… so beautiful," Joanie moaned, stroking the redhead's luscious buttocks.
"Are you really ready to give all this – and more – up?"
"No, I guess I'm not," Joanie said. "You've convinced me. Now roll over. I want to eat you, and then maybe you can help me with a solution to the problem!"
CHAPTER EIGHT
Maureen stood in front of the full-length mirror, checking to make sure her makeup was perfect and every hair of her long red mane was smoothly in place. She was sure she was beautiful, but was she beautiful enough?
"It's a crazy idea," she told her reflection. "But then there are a lot of crazy ideas in this world that turn out to be winners!"
Joanie had shown Maureen a picture of Bob, totally nude, with his enormous cock rigidly erect. Now, as the redhead thought of that gorgeous hunk of meat, she began fantasizing lasciviously about fucking and sucking it. The pulsating lips of her pussy were moistening rapidly, and from out of nowhere a trickle of sweat had begun to run down the smooth valley between her huge, firm breasts.
The redhead turned to the side, admiring her own profile. She looked down to her smooth stomach, her slender, hourglass waist, her eyes resting on her flaring hips before tracing a path across her curving thighs down to her slim calves and ankles. She stood poised for a moment, her curvaceously sculpted body catching the soft pink reflection of bathroom tile in the mirror and exuding a luxuriant glow of good healthy lust and ripe feminine sexuality.
Carefully she dressed, drawing on sheer black panty-hose, and giggling at the effect they made; the hose and the panties beneath them were crotchless. She then pulled on a short, very tight skirt and topped it all with a halter that lifted her tits and made their fullness bulge from her chest.
The knock on the door was soft and tentative.
"Just a minute." Maureen patted a hair into place and walked through the living room to the front door.
"Hi."
"My God."
"You must be Bob. I'm Joanie's roommate, Maureen. Come on in!"
"Uh, yeah." The amazed Robert Townsend stepped into the apartment and let the door close behind him. If there was a woman in the world sexier than Joanie, he thought, she was standing right in front of him now.