Their First Toys Ch. 08

"Next weekend," they reply together with smiles.

When the door closes behind him, they look at each with quizzical expressions.

"We don't have to."

"If he wants to think that we do?"

"We could wait till tonight and do some homework first."

"Might be easier to do it, if we do first."

"Um-hmm."

Their panties come off, and they do, very leisurely. Lying with her head still on Jane's thigh, Kathy remarks:

"That was good, 'just a kiss;' sounded like he was thinking more about her."

"Um-hmm, what I felt, too."

"But he said 'next weekend'."

"And 'we're here'."

"Like this," Kathy replies, fondling Jane's breast. Then she snorts and remarks:

"Like this: maybe he could join in."

"Like this? Oh! With one of us? Oooh! That would be good!"

"It sure would be! Hm-hmm! Have to draw straws to see who gets to do it first."

"Um-hmm, but then it would be all fair, everyone getting to do the same thing."

They chuckle and get up and wash their pussies and faces, and then really do some homework.

When they meet him early in the week, he immediately smiles and says:

"This weekend," then with a wry smile adds: "That was real good last weekend, the 'just a kiss.' Oh! - and everything else that morning, of course!"

"We thought so too, both ways."

"It was too good hearing about your vacation."

"Yeah, maybe, but I wanted to tell you."

"Thank you. And 'real good' because of 'just a kiss'?"

He nods with slight smile and replies:

"Tell you on the weekend. Oh, have to do something Saturday; Sunday okay?"

"Okay; maybe difficult to study though."

"Because you like to put everything off to the last minute," her roommate replies.

"Work before pleasure," he remarks with a grin, adding: "for me too."

The girls spend the rest of the week trying to get ahead on their course work, only ending up in bed together once, then chuckling about their idea of what he could do with them, as one says: "better than licking with fingers." They turn down a couple of offers for dates. Friday night they do again, then asking each other what he could want to tell them. Saturday morning - "since we want to study today" - they do it again, then in the shower joking about whether they should draw straws before he arrives.

After drying off, one asks: "Stone-paper-scissors?" The loser insists: "two-out-of-three." After three-out-of-five, the loser says:

"Doesn't count anyway; I'll just wiggle my ass and tell him to do it to me."

"You would!"

Pleased with their industry, that evening one remarks:

"He said: 'work before pleasure'."

"I've done most of mine."

"Me too."

They grin and get into bed together, agreeing that they will sleep better, and eventually do.