“Oh, I see. You were looking for a quickie before I got here. Is that what it was about?”
I looked around because this was about to get ugly.
“No, baby, you know I wouldn’t do anything like that. Come with me, and I’ll show you the room.”
“Which room is it?” Jennie asked.
He pointed to one right off the party room. Of course, he wanted everyone to know that he bagged Jennie. I almost felt sorry for him. He must think she was stupid, but for me it was perfect. Everyone would know that he struck out and I stepped in.
The music seemed to get quiet as everyone watched our little soap opera. With the music off, everyone could now hear exactly what was said.
“You thought you’d take me to that room? Were you planning on bragging to your buddies?”
“Baby, I can find another room.”
“Don’t bother.”
She turned from Mark, grabbed my hand, and dragged me into the room. She locked it, and both of us started to laugh. The look on Mark’s face was priceless. Suddenly, he began to pound on the door. We both jumped.
“Jennie, please, anyone but him.”
“Bite me, Mark. He’s twice the man you’ll ever be!”
“Let’s give them a show,” I whispered, smiling.
She smiled and nodded. I pulled her into my arms and we kissed.
"You know what I want," I said loud enough so Mark could hear.
"Tell me, lover," she said.
"Slip that little dress off. I love the taste and smell of you when you get hot. I’m going to rock your world so many times that you’ll be ruined for any other man. Now get in the position."
"Position?" Jennie asked, with a wicked gleam in her eyes.
We both stifled our giggles and I just shrugged.
"Yeah, get naked and get ready for some serious lovin’.”
Jenny got on the bed and bounced up and down, making it squeak.
“Get ready for me,” I ordered.
“Like this, you mean?" she said with a giggle.
I shushed her and then jumped on the bed with her. She squealed when I tickled her.
“Oh my God! What are you doing to me!” she screamed. “Just like that. Oh, baby, I’ve never had any better!”
She began to thrash on the bed. It sounded like we were going to town.
"I can’t believe it!" Jennie moaned. "Oh, David, I’m coming again!"
She shouted the last few words for the benefit of the group that I was sure were crowded by the door. Then she grabbed the headboard and rattled it against the wall.
"Oh, oh, oh my GOD, AGAIN?" she screamed a minute later. "Please stop. No! Don’t stop! Don’t ever stop!"
Then everything when quiet. We lay on the bed, looking that ceiling, holding in the laughter. I hoped I never made Jennie or her sister mad at me. Then she winked at me.
"Again?! You’ve got to be kidding me!" she moaned. "It’s happening again!"
The way she moaned got me instantly aroused. If I wasn’t fully clothed next to her, I would have believed we were really doing it.
"Yes! Yes! Yes! Do me!" she screamed.
I began to clap my hands together at a steady rhythm. Jenny caught on and began to make grunting sounds like you hear a woman tennis player make when she hits the ball. I would have to thank her because she made it sound like I had some serious staying power.
I rolled over onto her and kissed her. I lost my rhythm clapping because she put a serious lip-lock on me. Her moans became loud again, and almost continuous. Our kiss ended and she screamed.
“Yes... YES... NOW!"
I made grunting sounds like a wounded wildebeest.
The Academy Award for best fake sex scene... drum roll, please... Jennie Wesleyan! She reached under her dress, took off her bra and then rumpled it. She messed both our hair and pulled one of my shirttails out. We staggered out of the room. There was a semicircle of people that seemed shell-shocked. Carol came up to Jennie and gave her a high five. Mark looked like he was about to be sick. I tried not to gloat, but it served him right. We went to the bar and got a couple of waters. We both drained them in one long swig. Faux sex was thirsty work. I got two more, and we walked out of the party in stunned silence. Carol ran after us.
Tim saw us and pulled the car up. I had to help Jennie into the car because she was about to fall down laughing. Once we were all in the car, Carol couldn’t hold it in anymore and pressed the button to close the driver’s partition.
“What the heck did he do to you? Is he really that good, or were you guys faking it?”
“Oh my, Carol, you wouldn’t believe it. I think I came more just now than I have in all my entire life. He’s too much for me. Next time you have to help.”
“No shit? Jennie, don’t lie to me, those were real orgasms?”
“Every single one of them. He blew my mind.”
“How did Mark take it?”
I had to ask. I knew his dad could hear us, but I couldn’t wait.
“At first, he was pissed. He was going to break down the door, but then he heard Jennie moaning. Everyone knew what that meant. Then, when we heard you climax, you could see the life go out of him. Then it went on and on; poor Mark was twitching each time he heard you scream. I’m pretty sure he’s over his crush.”
Jennie had a determined look on her face.
“Good, I’m sick of him interfering in my life. I know it was mean, but he could never satisfy me like David just did.” She turned on me. “I have to know what you did to me.”
I took it we weren’t telling her sister what really happened. I was willing to play along.
“Tell you what. Tonight, I just want to take a shower and collapse in bed. Get me up in the morning and bring Carol. We can use her as our crash test dummy.” I looked at Carol. “You don’t have a history of heart disease in your family, do you? I’d hate for it to be too much for an older woman like you.”
Jennie shook her head, with worry on her look. Carol sat there with her mouth open, I thought I’d gone too far, but Jennie saved me.
“No, you don’t. You’re all mine this weekend. Nice try, but you aren’t talking me into a threesome with my sister, no matter how many orgasms you give me.”
Carol looked pissed.
“You selfish bitch!”
I held Carol back.
“Hang on,” I said. “Jennie’s right. I was just seeing if I had her off-kilter enough to go there. It’s my fault, so don’t be mad at her.”
Jennie stuck her tongue out at her sister.
“Come on, Jennie,” Carol cracked up, and begged. “We never know what to get each other for Christmas. David would be good for the next ten years.”
We pulled up to Uncle Teddy’s place, and Jennie and I got out. She went to the driver’s window and told Tim that she would stay here tonight and would call when she needed a ride on Sunday.
WE WENT TO MY ROOM and stripped off so we could take a shower. She stepped in behind me, and she made the shower nice and hot. My muscles were stiff from all the hits I’d taken in the game earlier today, and I had fresh bruises. Jennie put her head under the shower and wet her long hair. I got the shampoo and lathered up her long locks. There was nothing more erotic than shampooing a beautiful woman’s hair. I massaged her scalp, rinsed her hair and then put in conditioner.
I left it in as I got the body wash and started to work on her back. I reached her glorious butt and massaged each cheek. I reached around and lathered up her breasts. She began to lean back, and I felt myself start to harden. Her butt cheeks captured my manhood and soon had me hard as steel.
Luckily, I’d brought a condom into the shower and put it in the soap dish. I put it on. I leaned Jennie forward and entered her from behind. I grasped a breast in each hand and used them to guide our motion. I didn’t try to last. We were both on edge from our playacting from earlier and, when I felt her get off, I allowed myself to join her. It was the perfect capper for the evening. I rinsed her off, and then I quickly took my shower.
I had to help her out of the shower and dry her. I just picked her up and took her to bed. When I crawled into bed, she snuggled up to me, and we were both asleep in moments.