“Damn, Linda! That’s unbelievable!”
“Believe it.”
“If you say so, I believe it, but still…Okay, next question, spit or swallow?”
“Swallowed. A lot. He’s…prolific.”
Judy raised an eyebrow, “How many times did you suck him off?”
“Five times, swallowed three.”
“And the other two?”
“Umm…on my face,” I replied softly, unsure if I was proud or embarrassed, maybe a mixture of the two.
“Holy crap. I didn’t figure you for that.”
“You and me both, but he’s got a way of pushing my boundaries. More remarkable is that I like it. The second one was self inflicted.”
“Son of a bitch! You are full of surprises. Personally, I tolerate them, but do my best to avoid them,” she said, adding after a pause, “Any other boundaries crossed?”
“A couple.” I replied, letting it hang.
“And?”
“Well, you saw the bikini he bought me –”
“I sure did. You looked fabulous in it, by the way.”
“Thanks. He photographed me in it…extensively.”
“And how did this come about?”
“You remember the white camisole I wore yesterday?”
“I sure do. It was so obvious you weren’t wearing a bra.”
“Exactly. I wore it to the Mallards game on Saturday and I was really turned on by the attention it gathered. Now let me ask you something.”
“Okay, that’s fair.”
“I’ve noticed that even though you normally wear a bra, your nipples are almost always poking out. Is that intentional? ”
“Guilty as charged,” Judy confessed, and surprisingly, blushed slightly.
“Nothing to be ashamed of, as George would say. Anyway, he also noticed that I was enjoying the attention and used that to get me started modelling the bikini on Sunday. He was right. I really got into it, and…it kind of fell off.”
“Sure. It just fell off. So you posed for some cheesecake pics, no biggie. I’ve done that.”
“We were on the patio, and I masturbated for him. I ended up swallowing for the second time.” I confessed.
“That was bold.”
“Not as bold as it might sound. It’s actually rather secluded. You’ll see.”
“Still brave on your part, especially since you’ve been modest in all the time I’ve known you. Now, you said a couple of things. What else?”
“Well, I think I’ve said enough. Besides, I really should be going,” I said as I closed my suitcase and relieved that nothing further was said about the photos.
“Oh, no! You’re not backing out now!” she insisted, staring me down. “And based on your blushing, this one must be wicked!”
“I’ll give you three guesses and two don’t count.”
“That’s not fair!” Judy protested mockingly. “But, given your reluctance, I’d say he must have fucked you in the ass.”
“How can you be so sure?”
“Come on! He’s fucked your mouth and your pussy. Ass is next on the list. Trust me, I know.”
“So you’ve done it? ”
“Obviously.”
“And do you like it?”
“Yes, but I have to rub my clit to cum from it. But what about you?”
“I must say that initially it was intimidating and hurt at first.”
“With a cock that big, I’m sure it did.”
“But he took his time and was gentle about it. Eventually, I relaxed and rubbing my clit changed everything.”
“So you liked it?”
“Yes. Yes I did.”
“Well fuck me!” Judy exclaimed. “You certainly have developed quite the repertoire. And you certainly weren’t exaggerating about his aggressiveness.”
“Funny you should say that.”
“Really, why’s that?”
“Yesterday, after he’d taken my ass,” I replied, amazed that I could speak of it so openly, all Judy’s fault I rationalized. “We took a shower and before we got dressed, I was curious about his repertoire, as you put it.”