reasons behind her scheme to get them back together. For how could Erica, after a good ripping reunion fuck by Steve, ever again deceive herself that she was only hungry for cunts and not pricks?
'Look, Steve,' she said. 'Let's try it this way. Tonight after work I'll drop by there and kind of soften her up, have a talk with her. I'll try to get her in a good mood. Maybe I'll get her to talk about you. Then you just drop by yourself about twenty minutes later, and we'll see what happens.'
'I don't know what makes you think it'll work,' Steve said.
'I know how much she needs you,' Mona repeated.
Mona realized the truth of her words even more when she got to Erica's house that evening after work. Her sister-in-law answered the door slightly tipsy and completely nude. Not only that, but when Mona glanced past Erica into the living room, she glimpsed another naked girl-raven-haired, dark-skinned-struggling hurriedly into her clothes, which were scattered on the floor.
'Mona, what a surprise!' Erica giggled.
As usual, it was very hard for Mona to take her eyes off Erica's stunning naked body. For that matter, she was mesmerized by the sight of the other girl too. But she quickly regained control.
'Erica! What are you doing!'
'Just having a little party!' Erica smiled. 'Come on in, join the party. How about a martooni? I've already had tee martoonies myself.'
'Close the door! Everyone in the neighborhood's going to see you!' Quickly Mona pushed past her and shut the door behind her. 'Who the hell is that?' She nodded at the other girl, who had dressed with such embarrassed speed that she was nearly finished.
'That's Maria. Would you like to meet Maria?' Erica leaned close and whispered in Mona's ear, her breath hot and smoky with gin and sex. 'She's really good in bed. But not as good as you, of course. She bites and scratches. It's wild.'
'Get her out of here!' Mona hissed under her breath.
In spite of herself, Mona felt her heart thumping, her cunt moistening. She knew that a part of her now regretted that Steve would be arriving soon. The thought of another girl-fuck, this time including this lovely dark Maria, made her head reel and her blood gush.
Erica, however, misinterpreted her. 'Oh, are you jealous, Mona?' she said, obviously delighted. 'You want me all to yourself?'
'I want to talk to you about something,' Mona said. 'Please put some clothes on and get that girl out of here.'
'Shhhhh!' Erica bent close to Mona's ear, hushing her. 'You might hurt Maria's feelings. This is only our second time, and believe me I need her. You've got Amy, you know. And now that you two have gotten so thick that you don't need me any more, I just…'
'Erica, Erica, calm down. Please calm down.' Mona stroked her cheek, trying to soothe her sister-in- law.
Maria stood behind them, glancing nervously at the front door, her escape. Mona saw that she was lovely. Her dark eyes flashed with dazzling fires, and she had a full-lipped sensual mouth that was so incredibly succulent that Mona felt her cunt flushing again with juice. But she pulled Erica aside and stepped away herself, clearing the way to the door.
'Maria, this is Mona,' Erica said, her voice quavering, shy.
'Hello, Maria,' Mona said. She knew her eyes were saying: I want to fuck you too. I really do, and you can bite and scratch me, too, all you want. But right now we can't, sorry, sorry…
'Hi,' Maria said in a voice trembling with fear and shame. Quickly she went to the door and slipped outside, pulling it shut.
Now Mona and Erica were alone. 'Put something on,' Mona said, trying to keep her eyes off the lovely body that had given her such pleasure.
But Erica resisted. She cupped her full tits in her hands, raising them, offering them to Mona, squeezing the ripe firm gloves so that her long dark nipples flared and swelled.
'You mean you don't want me?' Erica said coyly. 'I can't believe that, Mona. I can't believe you don't want to fuck me. Look at me, why won't you look at me? You can't just come here and chase Maria away and then refuse to take her place. Come in here and let me give you a drink.' She went into the living room, her long smooth back and her round delectable ass beckoning Mona. Her voice deepened and grew huskier. 'Sit here and have a drink, and while you're drinking it I'll just sit here on the floor between your legs and suck your cunt softly until you come. How does that sound?'
Mona was gripped by a sharp tremor of desire. What Erica proposed sounded absolutely great to her. It was all she could do to overcome the urge to give in. 'Put something on, Erica. Please.'
Erica turned her face to Mona, smirking flirtatiously. 'Oh, I get it,' she grinned. 'You want to have the fun of taking it off me, right? I mean, we can sit here and have a drink, and then sort of peel each other, right?'
'I don't think you need another drink.'
'I'll put an my peignoir, how's that?'
Mona had to go along with her. Any way she could get Erica to cover her nakedness would have to do. She sat in a chair and drank half the martini Erica had poured for her in one gulp, something to steady her nerves.
Erica went to the bedroom and returned moments later wearing a sheer peach-colored peignoir that, if anything, made her even more desirable than she had been when naked. The filmy transparent fabric clung to the curves of her body and concealed the dark circles of her plump nipples just enough to make them more tempting than ever.
But at least she had on some clothing. She sat on the sofa across from Mona, stretching out her long sleek legs.
Mona pitted her teeth briefly. 'Erica, Steve called me,' she said.
'He called me too,' Erica said. 'Dig so what?'
'He wants to get back with you. But he said you wouldn't even listen to him!'
'That's right.'
'Why not?'
'Because I don't need him and I don't want him. I almost told him that over the phone, only I thought it might hurt his feelings. He's very proud of himself because he has such a big cock, you know. I suppose I shouldn't be telling you that, since you're his sister and all that. But anyway it's true. That's one of the reasons I let his friend fuck me. Just to teach him a lesson. You've got to have more than a big dong to be a good lover. You've got to really care about the other person. I guess that's why I've come to like women so much better than men. They understand, they care. You know that, you must feel the same way.'
'No. I don't.'
'You like fucking with me, and with Amy. You can't, deny that. I saw the way you were looking at Maria too. You wanted to fuck her. You love it, you don't have to lie to me.'
'But I love fucking with… Mel, too,' Mona said.
'Oh sure, but it's never as good as…'
'Yes, it is,' Mona interrupted. 'Look, Erica, didn't you ever stop to think that if you had Steve, you could still have Maria too, or me, once in a while?' The Grand Scheme again. Mona wasn't altogether sure it was true, but she had to keep trying it out anyway, testing it to see if it sounded any better.
'That's sick,' Erica giggled.
Mona couldn't help laughing. 'Well, the whole thing is sick, I guess.'
Erica put her empty martini glass down decisively on the table, 'Good,' she said. 'If it's all sick, then we might as well not worry about it any more. Come into the bedroom with me and let me rape you slow and good.'
Mona shook her head and saw Erica frown with puzzlement. But at that moment the doorbell rang.
'Shit!' Erica snapped. 'Who the hell is that?'
'I don't know,' Mona said. 'But you better put something on over that sexy nighty before you answer it.'
'Shit on them, I don't care,' Erica said. She half-stumbled toward the door. She opened it and saw her husband. 'Well I'll be damned, if it isn't my own runaway hubby. Hello, runaway hubby. Did you come back to get
