Next Door Neighbor

She nodded solemnly, then after a moment, got a grin on her face and said 'Want to go see what Lucy and the girls have been up to?'

I grinned back at her, and told her it sounded like a*great* idea.

We rinsed each other off – groping each other in the process – and turned off the shower. Once we'd dried each other off, we headed for the door between the rooms. Amy was right beside me, not a stitch on, and not the slightest bit concerned about it.

I quietly opened the door, and we looked in to see Lucy and the girls tangled up on the bed. When we got close enough, we could see that all three of their faces were shiny with each other's juices. I felt Amy give a little shiver next to me, and whispered 'What is it?'

She whispered back 'They all look*so* lovely and happy like that, together. I wish I could be there with them.'

She got a surprised look on her face when I told her 'Then go ahead.

I promise, every one of them would be delighted to have you there.'

She looked at me with concern on her face, and quietly told me 'What if I made a mistake? What if I was too nervous? I've never really *done* anything like that – except for Virgie!'

I smiled at her, and pointed out 'You'd never done anything like what WE just did, either – but once you got started, it turned out okay, I think.'

She gave me a playful pinch, and said 'It turned out better than just 'okay' – it was*great*!' with a grin.

About that time, Lucy opened her eyes, startled when she saw us standing there. Her little jump woke up Robyn and Sandra; the three of them looked at us sheepishly before untangling themselves.

In a passable Ricky Ricardo imitation, I said 'Lucy, you got some 'splainin' to do!' – and all of them, Amy included, started laughing.

And kept laughing until tears ran down their cheeks.

When the laughter died down, Amy surprised all three of them by leaning over to give each of them a kiss – and not just a dainty one on the cheek, either. All three of them found out that this girl could KISS, when she wanted to. When she stood up again, all three of them were staring at her, dumbfounded. It was Lucy who finally asked 'Okay, I'll play – what the hell happened to YOU? I'm not complaining, mind you, but you are most definitely NOT the same Amy Jones that we left alone with him.'

Amy blushed, and told her 'What happened to me was HIM.'

Lucy looked at me, and asked 'What the hell did you do to her? Or with her? Or whatever?'

Amy just laughed, and said 'What he did was show me what REAL love is, and what patience and understanding and caring are. What he did was show me what tolerance and acceptance are. What he did was show me that it's okay to be ME, and that people love me.'

Lucy looked at me again, before turning back to Amy to ask 'And just how did he accomplish all of this?'

'He made love TO me, and WITH me. I'd never had an orgasm with a man before; and even the ones I gave myself were small. But HE gave me *three* INCREDIBLE ones. Any one of them would have been more than everything else I've experienced, all put together, but he gave me THREE of them. And while he was doing it, he was so kind and gentle and patient and forgiving. Now I know why all of you love him so very much.'

'So you were with him long enough to accomplish all that, and have three orgasms, too?' Lucy asked.

Nervously, Amy answered 'Yes.'

'Good!'

Surprised, Amy asked 'You're not upset? That we made love like that, and that he did all that for me?'

Lucy just laughed, and said 'Amy,*I'm* the one that left you with him, remember?*I* know what kind of man he is, and I could see that you were kind of messed up about love and sex and all that. I knew that if I left you alone with him, there was a damned good chance that he'd do just exactly what he did – with my whole-hearted agreement, mind you. So no, I'm not upset; I'm glad that he was able to help you that way – not just about getting your head on straight, but having real orgasms with a real guy. And from the way you just kissed me – and the girls, too, if their expressions were any indication – you relaxed about more than just making love with a man.'

Amy blushed, and said 'Yeah, I did.'

'I'm going to take a wild guess here, but I think maybe you even relaxed enough to want to spend some time with us, too?'

Amy looked at me, and I nodded to her; she turned back and said 'Yes, I would.'

Lucy just smiled at her, as did Robyn and Sandra, before they pushed the bedcovers down, and opened their arms to her. I could see the tears in her eyes as she made her way to the bed, and into their welcoming arms.

They shared a group hug before starting to kiss each other – REAL kisses of love and affection – before Amy hesitantly reached up to put her hand on Lucy's breast. When she felt Lucy lean forward a bit to make firmer contact, she smiled; when Robyn and Sandra reached out, each caressing one of her firm mounds, Amy's face got positively radiant.

I stood there, happy to see all of THEM happy, for several minutes as they quickly got familiar with each other, in more ways than one.

Finally, they settled down enough that Lucy, then Amy, remembered that they'd left me standing there. Even after Lucy and Amy stopped, it still took a few seconds before Robyn and Sandra followed their example.

I told Lucy 'We've still got a bunch of FBI agents hanging around us, so don't kill her, okay? It wouldn't look good. And remember that she still has to be able to get out of here under her own power so she can get some rest tomorrow; she's got work to do tomorrow night, right?'

Lucy grinned at me, and said 'Yes, Boss. No killing FBI people, check. Has to leave under her own power, check. Has to get some rest tomorrow, check. Are ravishing and debauchery allowed?'

I grinned back, and said 'As long as you don't break the rules, yes.

But I'll warn you: she's a fast learner, so you may have your hands full.'

Lucy looked down to where she had one of Amy's breasts in her hand, and reported 'Yes, one of them already is!' – and all four of them started giggling.

Finally, Amy looked up at me, and asked 'What about you?'

'I think I'm going to have some things to do tomorrow, so I'd better get some sleep. Besides, they left us alone, so I'll leave you alone.

You ladies have fun.'

Sandra spoke up, saying 'Uh, Dan?'

'What is it, Stinker?'

'Um, I think I'd be more comfortable with you, instead of here. Can I stay with you tonight?'

When she heard that, Amy got a surprised, slightly pained look on her face. When Lucy saw it, she explained 'It's not you, Amy. Sandra started her period yesterday, and she just doesn't want her problem to get in the way of your fun. Our fun.'

Relieved, Amy looked at Sandra, and told her 'Sandra, all four of us have periods, right? I promise, it won't bother me; but if it makes you feel better, and you really want to, then I won't mind if you want to stay with Dan tonight.'

Sandra thought it over for a bit, then looked at me and said 'Uh, is it okay if I come over there later?'

I laughed, and told her 'Sure, Sandra. Any time you want will be fine.'

Relieved, Sandra looked at Amy as she said 'In that case, I think I'd like to stay here for a little while.'

That settled, I wished them all a good night – 'I think it will be!', Lucy told me, laughing – and I headed back into Lucy's room, closing the door behind me. Once there, I got myself a beer out of the minibar, and laid back to watch a movie while I drank it – it still wasn't very late at night.

An hour or so later, Sandra came wobbling into the room, obviously worn out – and, just as obviously, happy as she could be. She came over to kiss me, and I caught the distinct smells of the other three, with a predominance of Amy. I grinned at her and asked 'I'll take it that all of you have been having fun?' She just giggled, and said 'Yeah. Lots of it. That Amy is a GOOD kisser!'

I gave her a pat on the fanny, and said 'That she is. Why don't you grab a quick shower, and when you get