Even polite, idle chit-chat was excruciating. “Um, yeah”, I said, trying to sound manly and quiet at the same time. “Wow, you are a knockout”, she said, looking over my body. My head looked up, and I saw the tears welling in my lover’s eyes. Even an outside observer wouldn’t think anything of the way we shared the kiss, except to note that it was two girls. My eyes slowly strolled back up her supple body, locking again with her eyes. With that obstacle removed, she concentrated her efforts on my panties, easily pulling my clit free from the silky confines, all seven inches of it now resting hard against my smooth mound. I merely realized hers were different. And all that effort was now standing before my eyes. She smiled, despite herself. Jessica had doted over me, making me look as good as I could. “She wants Michael back, wants to work things out with Michael”, I said the name almost like a curse. “Do you want me to come with you”, Jessica asked.
