Kay Goes to California

John smiled and said, "I'm not surprised. I knew you two would hit it off." Then John started telling me about something he was reading in the paper.

Janet came into the room about a half hour later with a big smile on her face and said, Kay, you need to be more careful about what you ask for, because you might get it. You have an interview on Tuesday with my friend at NBC." Janet then handed me a piece of paper with the name and address of her friend along with directions and the time of the appointment.

I tried to think of something to say that would convey my appreciation but Janet said "Your welcome. I was glad that I could help. You want to pay me back? Just be successful."

After that we sat and talked for another hour. Then I got up and said, "I've intruded on you long enough. It's about time I head back to campus."

John said, "You're not going to leave are you? We were hoping you would spend the night with us."

I could tell by the look on his face that he wasn't just offering to let me sleep in their guest room. I look at Janet and she smiled at me.

"We would like you to stay. I think you might find it interesting and enjoyable. But if you're not comfortable about this we understand."

I knew immediately what John and Janet had in mind and I wasn't sure if I wanted or was ready for anything like that. As I was contemplating this Janet came over and kissed me on the mouth. Not hard, just a light brush of her lips against mine. I suddenly saw myself as the surprised woman in the picture that John had showed me.

Janet kissed me again and said, "You don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable. We just want you to join us and see what happens."

I could feel the heat between my legs. I put on a shy innocent act and said, "Well if you really want me to stay, I guess I can."

At this point John came over and took me by the arm and Janet took my other arm and they lead me to their bedroom. Once in the bedroom Janet began kissing John. As they were kissing John signaled me to join them. It started out with John alternately kissing me then Janet and slowly evolved to Janet kissing me and then John kissing me then I kissed Janet.

While Janet and I were kissing John stepped back and got undressed. When he was naked he got on the bed and called to us, "How about you two beauties coming over here and sucking my cock.

Janet and I did as John asked and started taking turns sucking him. After several minutes of this John pulled me up and began kissing me as he opened my blouse and Janet continued to suck on his cock. Soon John had my blouse and bra off and he was sucking on my breasts. I put my head back and enjoyed the sensation of John's mouth on my nipples. Then suddenly I felt another pair of lips on my breasts. I opened my eyes and saw John sucking on my right breast and Janet was sucking on my left. As they continued giving attention to my breasts John unzipped my slacks and started working them off of me. While John worked at pulling my pants off, Janet got up and stripped off her clothes.

I had never admired another woman's body before, but Janet was stunning. Her breasts were firm and high and her waist was narrow with nice smooth hips and a rounded but firm looking bottom.

Now we were all naked. John and Janet got on the bed on either side of me and started kissing me and rubbing my breasts.

When the two of them had me at the edge of orgasm, John got off the bed and said, "Before I put my cock inside you I want to watch Janet give you an orgasm."

I was a little scared about the idea of another woman making love to me but I was so hot I didn't want anything to stop. Janet began by tongue kissing me. Then she kissed me all over me face and put her tongue inside my ear. She kissed her way down my neck and over my breasts giving my sensitive nipples a lot of attention. Janet then lifted my arm and kissed me in the armpit. I couldn't believe she did that, and I couldn't believe how good it felt.

Janet then kissed her way down over my stomach and through my neatly trimmed triangle. Janet got down between my legs then looked straight into my eyes as she ran her tongue over my vulva. It felt like little shocks of electricity as her tongue spread my lips and touched me inside. Within two minutes Janet brought me to a screaming orgasm.

As I lay there in the afterglow of my orgasm I watched Janet get off the bed and kiss John on the mouth. I watched as they kissed each other and John cleaned my juices off Janet's face. Janet then sat on the edge of the bed and began sucking on John's cock. After a couple of minutes of this John said, "I'm ready." then he started to climb onto the bed.

As John got onto the bed, Janet held his cock in her hand and continued to hold it as John got on top of me. When he was in place, Janet guided John's cock into my wet pussy. As he pushed it inside me Janet removed her hand. The feel of John's cock inside me was getting me hot again. Because of the big orgasm I just had with Janet I wasn't ready to climax when John did. His cock felt great inside me but it didn't bring me off. John stayed on top of me pumping until his erection was completely gone then he rolled off me.

It seemed like no sooner had John removed his cock from my pussy than Janet replaced it with her tongue. Janet worked at my pussy until she he sucked up most of John's cum and continued until I had another shuttering orgasm.

After that we all rested for a while. Then John asked me if I would like to taste Janet. I said, "I don't know if I can do that."

"You don't have to do anything you are uncomfortable with but would you like to at least try."

I said, "Well I guess I can try."

Janet was laying on the bed with her feet pulled back so that her knees were in the air and she spread her legs to I could get between then. I was lying on my stomach with my head between Janet's legs looking, for the first time, at another woman's vagina. I always thought that it would be repulsive to see someone else's pussy up close. I was surprised to find that I liked getting this close a view. Janet had a lot of dark hair above her pussy. He vulva was rounded with small hairs, more like fuzz all over it. The lips were closed tightly put I could see a drop of moisture at the bottom of her slit, indicating that she was very aroused.

I moved in a little closer and now I could smell her sex. The scent was not unpleasant but I suddenly felt very uncomfortable. I guess her scent made me think 'If I do this does it make me a lesbian?' I think I knew the right answer, but the question scared me. I tried to push that thought out of my head. I moved in a little closer and when I did I noticed that Janet's lips opened slightly and her juices ran out and down the valley between her cheeks. It was probably a very erotic scene but I just couldn't do it.

I sat up and apologized for not being able to do for her what she had done for me. Both John had Janet told me it was okay. John said, "We told you didn't have to do anything you were uncomfortable with."

After that John went down and brought Janet to orgasm orally and then he mounted her and gave her the same pleasures he had given me earlier. We played around a little after that but soon we were all asleep.

In the morning we all had breakfast together but we didn't talk about the previous night's activities. When I got ready to leave I think we all knew that we might never see each other again, although we all avoided saying it out loud. I hugged and kissed John and thanked him for the education he had given me and then I hugged Janet and thanked her for getting me the interview with NBC then I hugged her again and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry about last night. You are a beautiful woman, and if I was ever going to make love to another woman I would want it to be you."

Janet kissed me on the mouth and said, "If you ever get curious and want to try again I am here for you." She kissed me again and then I left.

I often thought of John and Janet. When I did I always thought of how close I had come to going down on Janet's pussy. I can easily picture her pussy in my head. A lot of times I wish I had done it just for the experience.

After graduation things went great. I found out one of my friends was getting an apartment in Los Angeles and was looking for a room mate so I moved in with her. I got the job at NBC and was having a ball. I got to go to parties and meet celebrities. The one thing that was lacking was a man I could love. I was dating but I couldn't find anyone I was interested in.

The following summer I went home for a visit. I had been home a few days and was sitting on the front porch when Eric pulled into his parent's driveway next door. I hadn't seen Eric in nearly three years. He seemed to be as happy to see me, as I was to see him. We talked excitedly about what we had been doing since we had last seen each other. After a while Eric said, "I am really glad you're hear. I was planning on coming over to see your parents and ask them for your address."

I was thinking to myself 'This sounds good.'

Then Eric said, "I am getting married in the fall and I wanted you to be in the wedding."

I was only a little disappointed. I had pretty much gotten over my crush on him three years ago.

"You want me to be in your wedding? What do you want me to do be the best man?"

"I... I mean we want you to be a brides maid," he said.

"Doesn't the bride usually ask her friends to do that?"

He said, "Well yes but I told Pam that you are the closest thing I have to a sister and I wanted you to be part of the wedding."

"And she agreed to this?"

"Of course. The wedding will be in San Diego in October. How soon can you come down to meet Pam?"

We made plans for me to come to San Diego for a weekend in July to meet Pam and talk about the wedding plans.

Later after Eric had gone into his parent's house I tried to decide how I felt about Eric's getting married. I was pleased to find that I didn't seem to care.

I drove down to San Diego on a beautiful Saturday morning and went straight to the address that Eric had given me for Pam's apartment. When I rang the door bedoorbelld a voice inside yell "I be right there."

I waited about a half minute then the door opened. Standing inside the door was a large woman. She was at least six feet two inches tall and looked like she might weigh about 190 pounds. She didn't appear to be fat, just big. Before I could say anything she said, "You must be Kay. Been expecting you. Come on in and make yourself comfortable. You want a drink or something?"

Once I was inside I was able to get a better look at her. She had short blonde hair, which made her already large head seam even bigger. She looked muscular, like she worked out. She was wearing a San Diego State sweatshirt with the sleeves cut off at the shoulders, which accentuated the size of her arms. To complete her ensemble she was wearing spandex shorts, which came to mid thigh and were so tight that I could see the folds of her vagina right through the thin material. She was bare foot, which was no treat to see either. Her feet were huge.

I sat on the sofa and watched the large muscles on the back of her legs flex as she carried a basket of laundry up the stairs and disappeared around the corner. As I looked around the messy apartment I couldn't help but wonder what Eric saw in this woman. I wasn't sure now if I wanted any part of this wedding.

Just then the door opened and Eric walked in. He came over and kissed me and said, "I'm sorry I wasn't here when you arrived. I wanted to be here when you met Pam. What did you think of her, she's great isn't she?"

Wow! How was I going to respond? "Yea, she's great." Then I heard the heaving pounding of her coming back down the stairs. I was getting really uncomfortable. How could I spend a weekend talking about a wedding with these two?

When she came into the room she said, "Hey charmer, how's it hanging?" I was hoping that she was addressing Eric and not me.

Eric said, "I'm great how are you Barb? Have you met Kay yet?"

"Well, yea. Who do you think let her in? Pam's out shopping."

"She left Kay here alone with you. I'm surprised Kay didn't run back up to LA."

They both laughed and Barb said, "Pam left before Kay got hear. She expected to be back buy now."

Eric looked at me and started laughing, "You thought Barb was Pam didn't you?"

I said, "Well, yes. Barb didn't tell me her name so I just assumed."

Barb started laughing and said, "I don't know if being mistaken for Pam is a complement or an insult."

Eric said, "Believe me, it's a complement." Then Eric turned to me and said, "This rather large woman is an All American guard on the San Diego State women's basket ball team and she is also Pam's sister. And beneath her rough exterior is one of the sweetest people you'll ever meet."

Barb said, "Damn you Eric, I was all set to hate you again today then you have to say something nice. Oh well, I'll just hate you tomorrow instead."

Barb came over and offered me her hand. As we shook hands she said, "I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself. I could tell you were shock when you saw me so I knew that you must have thought I was Pam so I just played along. Anyway, it's nice to meet you and if you are anything like the way he described you, we'll get along great."

Pam walked in as we were all laughing about Barb making me think she was Pam. Pam was tall, but not as tall as Barb and not nearly as heavy. She was about five feet eight inches tall and maybe 130 pounds. She had long blonde hair, which reached halfway, down her back and her body was athletic and well toned. All in all she was a very attractive woman. As Eric introduced us I felt a pang of jealousy.

Pam gave me a very warm greeting and I could tell that she was a friendly, outgoing person. But I also sensed that she was trying to judge me. Perhaps she was a little jealous of me too. One can only hope.

Pam asked what everyone was laughing about when she came in and Barb explained it to her. I was glad to see that she had a sense of humor.

That afternoon we drove over to Coronado Island and had lunch at an Irish Pub a few blocks from the Del Coronado Hotel. During lunch when Pam and Eric were in a deep conversation about something important like the color of the ribbons on the knife for cutting the cake, I asked Barb if she was going to be the maid of honor.

Barb laughed and said, "No. I'm not in the wedding."

I said, "You're the brides sister and you're not in the wedding?"

"Pam wanted me to be maid of honor but I said I didn't want to be in the wedding. Can you imagine me, with this body in one of those brides' maids' gowns. I'd look like a clown."

I said "Don't you know that all brides maids look like clowns. They're supposed to. The brides maids wear those ugly dresses so that they make the bride look more beautiful by comparison."

Barb laughed and said, "I like you."

"Really, if it's not to late you should be in the wedding. Those two are the ones getting married, we just dress up in a funny looking gowns and party all day."

"Well when you put it that way."

We suddenly realized that Pam and Eric had stopped talking and were listening to us. Pam said, "Barb, are you going to change your mind?"

Barb asked, "Is it too late?"

"No. I was hoping you'd change your mind. I haven't asked anyone else to be maid of honor yet."

Barb said, Okay, then I'll do it."

Pam said "Great." Then she looked at me and said, "Thanks. I've been trying to get her to say yes for a month. I appreciate it."

I made several more trips to San Diego that summer and early fall. Pam and I became friends. Not close friends but we could sit and talk and be comfortable together. I could still feel something from Pam as though she wasn't ready to trust me and this annoyed me a little. Sometimes I thought that maybe it was just me but when I was with her I was sure I was right.

During that time Barb and I became very good friends. We managed to make each other laugh which was good when you're around when a wedding is being planned.

The week before the wedding Pam starting acting really strange toward me. She was a little cold and anytime I tried to talk to Eric she was right there as if she was afraid of what I might say. By the time Friday rolled around I was pissed.

That night Pam had a bachelorette party and John had his bachelor party. I don't know why but Pam started to get on my nerves that night. I suspect now that it was more in my head than anything Pam actually did, but that night I wanted to hurt her somehow.

When the party broke up I decided that I had to talk to Eric. I didn't know what I wanted to say but I had to see him. I was pretty drunk, so that probably had something to do with my behavior.

I drove over to Eric's apartment and waited in my car until he came home from his party. He came home around 1:30 AM. As soon as he was inside his apartment I went over and knocked on the door. I don't know when the idea came to me but as soon as Eric closed the door behind me I grabbed him and kissed him. Then I said, "I am the condemned man's last meal or in this case last fuck."

I kissed him again and he kissed me back. I ran my hand down to his crotch and squeezed his cock. When I felt it respond in my hand I dropped down in front of him and opened his pants and pulled them down. His cock was already starting to get aroused and I just put it into my mouth. Eric just stood there holding my head as I sucked his cock.

After a few minutes Eric reached down and pulled me to my feet. I thought he was going to through me out of his apartment but instead he carried me to his bedroom and dropped me on the bed. We were both pretty drunk so we fumbled around with our clothes and finally were able to get them off. I climbed on top on Eric and took his cock in my hand and guided it to my wet pussy and pressed myself down on it. As drunk as we were we had a hard time getting a good rhythm going. It seemed like we were always moving in opposition to each other. In spite of that Eric erupted inside of me. Although I didn't have an orgasm I had a good time anyway. Shortly afterward Eric fell asleep and I fumbled around in the dark and got my clothes back on and left.

On the drive back to my hotel I had an uncomfortable feeling. Well, actually three uncomfortable feelings. First, I was feeling guilty. Having sex with the groom the night before his wedding is not good form or acceptable behavior, even if you don't like the bride. Second, It bothered me that there wasn't much passion in the sex I had with Eric. It was as though the sex didn't mean anything to either of us. I had always thought that if I had sex with Eric it would somehow be magical. And finally I had some discomfort in my pants. This was physical and I didn't understand the problem until I got home. As I changed for bed I discovered that as I dressed in the dark at Eric's apartment I had put my panties on backwards.

When I woke up Saturday morning I wasn't feeling very well. My head hurt, my stomach was burning and I was nervous about seeing Eric. I was worried that Eric would say or do something stupid or worse yet I would say or do something stupid.

After I showered and breakfasted on a fruit bowl and two Bloody Marys I felt a little better. I gathered up my clothes and makeup bag and headed over to Barb and Pam's apartment where the other bride's maids were meeting to dress for the wedding. I was the last to arrive but only by a couple of minutes. As everyone dressed I avoided Pam as much as possible. I watched her as she had her hair done and thought that she looked just a little to smug. I wanted to take that look off her face. Luckily Barb came over and started talking to me and got my mind off Pam. Within a couple of minutes Barb had me laughing.