'How about a drink, Brad?' Penny hopped out of the chair and went to the side table.
A quick glance told Brad that they'd already helped themselves to his scotch. Two partially filled glasses sat on the floor near the two overstuffed chairs, and they'd brought down ice and soda water.
'Sure, Penny,' Brad agreed.
Brad came down and joined the two girls, becoming aware of the urgent throbbing in his crotch. Within the last few minutes he'd gotten a hard on, and his erection was now powering against his shorts. He found himself glancing again and again at Alta. She was really a wild looking chick. Even though she was a short distance from him, her sensuality crackled through the air.
While Penny fixed the drink she said, 'When I got back to Greenwood today, just to check in and get some other clothes, I ran into Alta. Can you imagine what a surprise it was to see her? Alta was planning to go home for the vacation, but at the last second she changed her mind. Now, I couldn't let her mope around that school by herself, could I?'
Penny's eyes sparkled as she turned around and handed the drink to Brad. 'You don't mind that I invited her over, do you?'
'Of course I don't mind.'
He sipped his drink. He'd felt a little resentment when he'd first caught sight of Alta, because he'd been looking forward to Penny's return and imagining the things they'd do together when she arrived. The fact that there were two girls here might complicate things with Penny; but now that he'd been able to analyze the development he was delighted that Alta was here.
'Let me fix you a refill, Alta,' Penny said.
'All right, but don't make it too strong.' Alta leaned forward and set her glass onto the table.
Brad caught and held his breath as he stared at Alta. Leaning forward, the front of her sweater had dipped downward. Clearly visible inside her sweater were her breasts. Naked and lusciously suspended, they were like two huge caramel apples, waiting to be squeezed and plucked.
Hot roared through Brad's crotch. His swollen cock began to throb and his skin became flushed. Alta had straightened up again. The shoulder-length tawny hair swirled around her shoulders. With her eyes closed her sexy body swayed in tempo with the music coming from the radio.
'Here's to us,' Penny toasted with her raised glass.
The three glasses clinked as they came together.
Penny put down her glass and picked up the empty ice tray. 'I'll get some more ice. Be right back.'
The moment Penny had departed Alta asked, 'Do you like to dance.'
'Yeah, I do.' He set down his glass, next to hers.
He expected her to want to frug or swim, but she brought up her arms and swayed towards him. 'I don't go for that far off jazz,' she murmured. 'I like to feel the man I'm dancing with.'
Her soft, hot hand settled into his, and he slipped his arm around the heated, supple waist. She seemed to float through the air. She willowed her heated body against the front of him and nuzzled the side of her head against his jaw.
They danced close together, letting their hips and pelvises move more than their feet. Alta pressured her hips against Brad, and he knew that she felt the hard and mounded bulge of his cock. Sensually her grinding pelvis rubbed the heated mound of her pussy against his aching crotch. Her quick breath seared the side of his neck, and her hard, jutting tits mauled his naked chest.
Brad's arm had tightened around her, holding her tightly at the waist. Slowly he let his hand move downward until he felt her ass cheeks, rolling fluidly under the tight skirt.
Softly she said, 'You're dancing with a girl that has been involved with square roots, logarithms, and differential equations too long-much too long.'
'You're on vacation now, Alta.' His hand began a rotating motion, rolling over the heated buttocks. Every now and then his hand stopped and his fingers clenched to grab a handful of ass.
On her way out of the basement Penny had turned off the light that illuminated the stairway. Now as she started down the steps with the fresh tray of ice cubes she caught sight of Brad and Alta, dancing close together in the dim light. When Penny saw the passion flickering through Alta's dark lashes and Brad's hand sensually massaging Alta's fanny, Penny felt the strange and delicious sensations surging through her body.
Quietly Penny set the ice tray onto the top step. Then she sat down on the third step from the top. The blood pulsed hotly through her veins as she watched them, unobserved. Every now and then Penny brought the glass to her lips and took a sip.
Penny remembered sneaking back into the school that morning. Only a small percentage of the girls were still there because most of them had gone home for the week's vacation. Penny had sneaked noiselessly through the dormitory until she'd found the sleeping Alta. Penny had awakened Alta and told her friend about the night she'd spent with Brad in the nearby house.
Whispering, Alta had replied, 'Hearing about it makes me about the horniest cunt in this state! It's a shame your friend doesn't have a hard-on for a black girl!'
Immediately Penny had recalled the night before, especially the way Brad had reacted when he'd caught sight of her in the black nightie and the way it had turned him on.
Slyly Penny had replied, 'Maybe he does, Alta. I don't know. Would you like to find out?'
'What do you mean by that?'
Quickly Penny had revealed her plan to Alta. Penny was going to return to Brad that afternoon. Why didn't Alta come with her? Penny couldn't promise that anything great would happen when they got to the house, but whatever developed couldn't be near as dull as staying at the school and waiting for their vacation to end.
Penny and Alta had encountered some difficulty in sneaking away from the school because they'd unexpectedly come face to face with Miss Foster. Miss Foster taught history, but it had been her turn to be in charge of the school during the vacation week. First Penny had to convince Miss Foster that she hadn't been gone all night. Penny insisted that she'd slept in one of the other girl's bed, because it had been unoccupied. The other girl had gone home for the vacation. Eventually Miss Foster had accepted Penny's story.
Later on, while Penny and Alta were walking across the countryside towards the Warren house, they laughed about it because they both knew that Miss Foster had had a terrible hangover. That was the only reason she hadn't questioned Penny's story.
And now as Penny sat on the dark stairway and watched Brad and Alta, Penny realized that before long they'd do more than just dance.
'They're going to fuck,' Penny said softly.
Penny had expected to feel jealousy towards Alta, but there were only strange and wild sensations crackling through her body. She stared down at Brad and Alta and watched their hot and horny bodies rubbing each other while they danced.
Penny suddenly realized that she'd never watched a couple fucking before.
Between her hot and quivering thighs Penny felt the wetness seep out of her pussy. Her heart was pounding, and her breasts were heavy and painful, aroused by the preview of what she hoped to see.
'Do it,' Penny whispered in the darkness. 'Fuck-both of you.'
And then Penny's eyes widened. It seemed as though her mute urging had flashed across the short distance and penetrated the minds of both Brad and Alta.
Alta's fingernails sensually moved up and down Brad's naked spine. His hands, under the back of her sweater, caressed her dusky skin. They were no longer dancing because the music had been interrupted by a commercial.
Brad said, 'Do you mind if I take that damned sweater off you, Alta?'
Alta stepped away from him. 'I was hoping you'd say that, Brad.' She leaned forward, with her arms outstretched.
He skinned off the sweater and flung it aside.. Alta tossed her head and the soft strands of hair swirled around her naked shoulders. Brad licked his lips and savored the sight of Alta's jutting, chocolate breasts. They were round and luscious, topped by the black stubby nipples, marbled with passion.
Alta said, 'I might just as well be completely naked as halfway.'
'Might as well,' Brad agreed.
And while Alta was unfastening the skirt at her waist, Brad pulled apart the front of his shorts. He shoved
