After sitting there for a minute, my brain started to work again, and the first thing I realized was that I had left my cell phone and room key in her room. The phone and the webcam could wait until tomorrow, but I needed to get into my room. My wallet was in my room, and it occurred to me that the front desk was not going to easily give me a replacement key.
Just then, the door in front of me flew open. It was a back door to the office behind the reception desk. A young woman stood in the doorway looking at me with wide eyes.
I can’t imagine what she thought. Although my breathing had returned to normal, I was still flushed from the exertions I had recently enjoyed. There was no hiding that my cock was still fairly hard, and the front of my pants were splotchy from the wetness I had been coated with when I threw them on. I was prepared to fabricate a story about the fitness center or some other plausible story so that I could get a replacement key.
I was not prepared when she urgently said, “Get in here, now!”
I think I intelligently blinked at her. She stepped over and grabbed my shirt and dragged me into the office. Actually, it was a short hallway, and she planted me with my back against the wall.
“What did you do?” she demanded.
“Uh,” I replied. I actually am a smart enough guy, but I was completely at a loss.
“Did you hurt her?” she demanded. “Debbie is my friend, and if you did anything…”
“No,” I managed.
“No, you didn’t do anything, or no you didn’t hurt her?” she asked. She looked me up and down. “This doesn’t look like you didn’t do anything.”
“Uh,” I tried. I wasn’t going to admit anything, and I wasn’t going to give anything away by denying anything either.
A completely different look of surprise raced across her face. She licked her lips and quietly asked, “Is that what she smells like?”
All I could smell was my own sweat and fear. “Sweaty men’s locker room?” I joked.
Before she could reply, I added, “Look, I just need a room key. I am not going to admit anything, but she probably needs someone to talk to. If you are her friend, you will get me a new key for my room, and then go to her.”
I don’t think she liked any of that. I think she came to the conclusion that I had hurt her friend, and she was going to make me suffer. I could see it in her eyes. Luckily, she got distracted.
The door had been ajar while she accosted me. Suddenly, it flew open and a flustered Debbie came storming in. She didn’t even see me as she rushed up saying, “Karen, you have to save me. Don’t ask questions, just get me his…”
She suddenly noticed me. A relieved smile broke across her face as she reached out and touched my arm. “Room number,” she finished.
“No questions, my ass,” declared the young desk clerk. “My replacement gets here in two minutes, and I’m going to punch out and we are going to your room and you better have one hell of a good reason why I shouldn’t castrate this guy for doing whatever he did that made you kick him out.”
With a playfully evil smile, Debbie said, “My mom almost caught my husband masturbating is all that happened.”
“What?” Karen cried. “I don’t get it!”
An older woman wearing the same uniform as Karen chose that moment to step into the open doorway and she gave us a bemused look.
Karen said, “I’m breaking a million rules by having guests back here. I will talk to you later.” She practically pushed us out the door. She gave Debbie a look and said, “Two minutes,” as she slammed the door.
It was Debbie’s turn to be at a loss for words.
“Will you tell me what happened?” I asked. “It sounds like we weren’t in trouble.”
“Please tell me you’ll forgive me,” she pleaded with a tentative smile.
“Completely, though there is nothing to forgive. You did the right thing with the facts that we had.”
She stepped closer and hugged me. I expected a quick hug of thanks, but she held close and so I held her.
“Thank you,” she finally murmured. As we eased apart, she reached up and pulled me down for a kiss. It was short, but sensual and it instantly renewed my desire for her. “We have unfinished business,” she said with a smile. She kissed me again, and she didn’t hold back at all.
“Get a room you two,” Karen said, from the office door behind me. Debbie and I separated, but we both held each other’s eyes with a smile.
“Actually, you have a room,” Karen said, as she tried to pull Debbie away from me and down the hall. Karen looked back at me and said, “You have your own room. You can wait there until I decide if I am still angry at you.”
“Actually, he comes with me,” Debbie said, as she grabbed my arm. She looked at Karen and smiled and said, “We have unfinished business to attend to. You get two minutes. After that, I’m not responsible for whatever happens, and I don’t plan on being in control.”
Karen had been trying to lead Debbie down the hall away from me. She was at a loss for words as we stopped in front of Debbie’s door. Debbie swiped her key card and then pushed Karen in as she pulled me in. She turned to Karen.
“Listen,” she started. “I know you know a little of this, but I’ve been afraid to share too much. I hope this makes sense.”
“I just want to know if he hurt you,” Karen said as she jabbed her finger at me. Debbie gave her a stern look.
“My husband and I agreed to try something new to spice things up,” Debbie said. “We tried swinging, and it was fun, but I was afraid to let another man touch me. I told you all the things I wanted in a man when we were watching John work out this afternoon.”
“She was lusting your arms and chest,” Karen explained and Debbie blushed.
“What were you lusting?” I asked. Karen stammered and looked at Debbie for support.
“What I didn’t tell you,” Debbie said to rescue her friend, “was that my fantasy man also had to be an author on the web site I was telling you about. At first, I added that because I never thought I would meet one. We fantasized about it many times and my husband enjoys that fantasy a lot. I couldn’t believe when it when I realized that the guy we had been watching was an author.”
“Well that explains one thing,” Karen said. “I couldn’t figure out how you two hooked up for dinner when I never saw you talk to him.”
“You were watching me?” Debbie asked.
“No,” Karen answered with a blush. “I was watching him, and I saw that he went straight to his room after his workout. So you found him on the web site?”
“Yes, by happy accident. And my husband pushed me to arrange dinner.”
“It must have been some dinner if you agreed to have sex with him!”
“Dinner was nice,” Debbie said, with a smile and I agreed. “All we agreed to was the loan of his working webcam. I needed it to put on a show for my husband. We actually agreed that we weren’t going to have sex, and that if anything got out of hand, he would have to leave.”
“I knew it,” Karen said with an angry look at me.
“No, that’s not it,” Debbie said defensively. “Pay attention,” she said with a smile. “I started the show, and I knew I wanted to do some things for my husband. When I introduced John to my husband…”
“What?” Karen asked incredulously.
“Well, I didn’t actually introduce them,” Debbie said with a blush. “But I did pull his cock into the show, and my husband approved. In fact, I was really enjoying listening to my husband enjoy the show. I took things way further than I thought I would.” She smiled at me and said, “And, we are not done.”
Karen said, “Maybe I should go.”
“We’re just getting to the good part,” Debbie teased. “We were just getting into it when suddenly my husband logged out and was gone.”
“You were more than just getting into it,” Karen pointed out as she pointed to the wet stains on my pants. Both women blushed.
“I guess I over-reacted because I did kick him out in a hurry.”
“She did the right thing,” I said. “It was tough for me at the time, because I couldn’t see where things went wrong. Her husband was egging us on and he was enjoying things almost as much as we were.”
“That was all in my head,” Debbie said. She was ashamed of something and her gaze was at the floor.
This time I did reach out and touch her. I lifted her chin and said, “If you were afraid, you did the right thing. You know yourself and your husband better than anyone, and you did the right thing.”
She was quiet for a moment. “Want to hear something funny?” she asked, sounding as if it wasn’t going to be funny at all.
“Yes,” I said, trying to sound supportive. She thought about it for a moment.
“You saw him, in the video, right?”
“Yes.”
“You saw the problem then, right?”
“I don’t think so. What did I miss?”
“You saw him cum?”
“I guess. I wasn’t exactly studying the guy.”
“That’s how he cums. Every time.”
“I’m sorry, I still don’t see the problem.”
“It’s quick. Not like premature ejaculation, but quick.”
“I guess I didn’t notice. He did get hard again pretty fast.” She was looking at the ground again.
“I’m still waiting for the funny part,” I said, with an attempt at a smile. She took a deep breath.
“It’s just that, well, when he and I have sex, I have to do most of the work. I have to get him hard two or three times before I get enough attention to cum.”
“Remind me not to ask you for a sad story,” I said, but I also hugged her in support.
“It’s not like that,” she said with a sad smile. “I love having sex with him, and we always have fun. The sad part really is that I know people are different, but it didn’t occur to me that I could let you fuck me and I would just cum. And then it happened and it was really good.”
“My ego thanks you.”
“Your ego isn’t done yet! But, then he was gone and I was really afraid that I had let things go too far too fast. What if I had offended him because you were not like him?” She finally looked up at me with almost a smile. “Do you want to know what the first question he had for me was?”
“’Why is your mom so intent on catching me masturbating?’”
“No!” she laughed as she playfully punched my arm. “He wanted to know how incredible it felt for me. He said he caught all but the very end of it before he realized my mom had stopped by. He thought we would understand that ‘wait’ and ‘stop’ meant we should take a break and wait for him to get back.”
“When is he going to be back?” I pleaded. She and I laughed at the tone I had used.
“Not for a while,” she answered, “but don’t worry, he said we don’t have to wait.”
“See, I should have left,” Karen said as she stood up to leave.
“Not so fast,” Debbie said. Karen looked at her with a look of despair.
“You should let me confess one more thing,” Debbie offered.
“You’re not going to wait, and you’re going to lose control,” Karen sneered. “I got it.”
“One more thing,” Debbie said confidently. “I know you have been hinting about something physical between us. I have been hinting that I am scared to death of that.”
Karen looked at me and blushed.
“It’s the same thing in my head,” Debbie continued. “I think I would enjoy it. What if my husband doesn’t like it? What if he disapproves? I still don’t know how to be sure, so I am still afraid.”
“Well thanks for nothing,” Karen said as she took a step toward the door.
“Wait,” Debbie commanded and Karen stopped. Their eyes met and there was a power struggle. Karen lost.
“There is one thing I know my husband will approve of. We did it before and he enjoyed it. I enjoyed most of it. I want to do it again.”
Karen waited. So did I.
“We went to a club, and I was not ready to let other men touch me. My husband played with another woman and I watched. I loved it. She enticed me to join them and I loved that too. But then she started being overly dominant and forcing things too much for me. She realized she had gone too far, and we were able to stop before any damage was done, and I think I would let it happen again.”
She walked over to Karen and took her hands. “Karen, I am about to release control and let anything happen. I want you to be part of it. I want you a lot. There are only a couple of things that I ask.”
Karen was trembling. “Yes. Anything you want, yes. I will do anything for you and for him, too, as long as I get time with you.”
“Let me tell you the conditions, and then you can agree again. First, my husband will be watching us eventually. He will see and hear anything that is happening on the bed, but I turned off his audio, so he won’t be able to talk to us. Second, I want you to enjoy this as much as I plan to. If you don’t want John to touch you at all, just say so. What ever will make you happy, he will comply. Last, and this applies to you too, John. Ask for anything, but don’t command. Ask for something to stop, ask for something to happen. I was happily lost earlier because we were just letting things happen naturally, and it felt so good. I want that to keep happening. What do you say?”
Karen was smiling for ear to ear. “First, okay. Second,” she looked directly at me, “anything, just remember the next part. Third, let me know if I get too pushy. And finally, why aren’t we naked yet?”
Debbie’s smile was as big as Karen’s as she peeled off the dragon sweatshirt. “Are you sure you’re ok with me needing both of you?”
Karen pulled her shirt off over her head without unbuttoning it. “Will you let me confess something? You know that I prefer women, and I have been hinting.”
Both women were kicking off their pants, and I had removed my shirt. They were enjoying their banter, and I was willing to sit back and let them take things at their pace.
Debbie had not put on panties so she was already naked. Karen wasted no time in removing her panties as she continued her confession.
“I have been enjoying our chats about sex and men and lust, but I must confess my fantasies have been about me and you alone. Until about fifteen minutes ago.”
Both women were naked and Karen had moved to stand in front of Debbie. She tentatively reached out and put her hands on Debbie’s sides. Debbie put her hands on Karen’s shoulders, and then waited.
“Fifteen minutes ago, I was ready to kill the man that succeeded where I had hinted and failed. I was ready to castrate him, when I suddenly realized that I could smell your intoxicating aroma on him. A new fantasy blasted through my mind, one that I had never had before. I wanted him naked. I wanted to bury my face in your smell and taste him and you. I wanted to taste all the fun that you two had taken, and then I wanted more. I wanted him to fuck me and then let you taste our fun.”
Debbie smiled and started kissing her. “I like your fantasy,” she said between kisses.
“We need that cum soaked cock,” Karen giggled between kisses.
They both turned expectantly to me. I was naked and hard. Together, they pulled me to the bed and pushed me onto my back.
Debbie watched for a moment as Karen pressed her face to my crotch. Karen took a deep sniff and then exhaled happily. She held my cock as she licked the length of it. Debbie gave me a quick kiss and then slid down to join her friend.
Debbie murmured, “The flavor is stronger than before. Do you think it’s because it has been drying, or because I came on him?”
Karen licked from my balls to the head and swirled her tongue there. “You taste divine. We will have to make you give us a fresh taste to compare.” The women kissed.
There was a brief pause in their kiss, and their eyes met. They agreed on something with a smile, and then they started kissing again. I moved aside to give them room as they crawled up onto the bed to get comfortable.
I was prepared to give them all the room they needed, but Debbie had other ideas. Karen was obviously enjoying fulfilling her desire for Debbie, and Debbie was enjoying giving as much as she was receiving. Debbie reached and pulled me to lay behind Karen. Without breaking from kissing, she took my hand in hers and guided it to caress up and down her own side. She then pushed my hand onto Karen’s side, and guided it up and down Karen’s body.
Karen moaned her approval, and reached back to pull my body closer to hers. She arched to press her butt back against my hardness, but she continued to kiss Debbie. The women were happy to enjoy touching and kissing for quite a while. I was enjoying it as well.
Actually, I was enjoying the moment a lot. Debbie was closer to my age. She probably works out, and I could feel it in the way she moved. Her breasts were full and squeezable, with teasable nipples. Karen couldn’t have been half my age, probably in her mid-twenties. She probably did not work out often, but she had the toned health of youth on her side. She still had some baby fat in her hips. Her breasts were small but perky, with tiny nipples. Debbie and I were both enjoying the noises Karen made when we would tease her hard nipples.
I didn’t realize that things had changed until Karen started making a lot of happy noises into their kisses, and her hips started bucking back against me. I also noticed that she was trying to squeeze her knees together. She allowed me to caress my hand to her inner thigh and then lift her leg. That was when I realized that Debbie was trying to get her hand deeper between Karen’s legs. I had created the opening she needed and she used it to push Karen over the top.
Karen lustily cried out as her whole body shook in her orgasm. Debbie kept teasing until Karen couldn’t take any more, and then they fell back to gently kissing. Debbie pushed Karen to roll against me, and then Debbie started kissing her way to Karen’s breasts. Karen let me hold and caress her while she drifted down from her orgasm. I was using a light touch to sooth and relax.
Debbie was kissing and caressing to sooth and relax her as well. At least she was until she had kissed her way down to Karen’s ribs and stomach. Then Debbie turned and dove between Karen’s legs. Karen cried out at the sudden intrusion of Debbie’s tongue between her sensitive lower lips. She grabbed Debbie’s head, but I could not tell if she was trying to pull her away or push her in deeper.
Debbie seemed intent on taking advantage of Karen’s aroused state to push her to another orgasm. I decided to help her out. I moved to where Karen could turn her head and kiss me and she did. I changed the tone of my touch to entice and stimulate. Karen growled her approval. When my teasing fingers found her hard nipples, I pinched them and she exploded into another orgasm.
Debbie was making happy noises as she slurped and licked her way through Karen’s orgasm. Karen stayed lost in the orgasm for a long time as we held her open and teased her. She melted into blissful exhaustion in my arms. When Debbie turned and slid up to share a kiss with Karen, Karen turned and shared it with me. She tasted incredible on Debbie’s lips. I wouldn’t have to wait long to taste her directly from the source.
I thought Karen was moments away from falling asleep between us. With a sudden burst of energy, she was play wrestling Debbie. First, she pinned Debbie to the bed and kissed her. Then she wrestled until she had both of Debbie’s legs lifted over her shoulders. She tried to hold Debbie’s body up and taste her that way, but it was easier to slide down into a more comfortable position. She ended up on her knees with her face down between Debbie’s legs and her ass up in the air.
As soon as her tongue had pressed into Debbie’s folds, Debbie had given in and relaxed into the pleasure. She caressed her fingers into Karen’s hair and held Karen’s head in place. She seemed torn between wanting to close her eyes and enjoy and wanting to watch every stroke of Karen’s tongue. Either way, a blissful smile beamed from her face and she was lost in the moment.
I was torn as well. Karen was on her knees with her ass raised high. Her pussy was spread wide open and it begged for attention. I could not think of a way to get my face and my cock into her at the same time. I settled for tasting her first. She yelped when my tongue hit her lips, but then she reached back to spread her lips wider. I quickly started teasing my tongue up and down her sensitive folds. She tasted like sweet melons.
She pulled her hand back up and she pressed a couple of fingers into Debbie. Debbie cried out and begged for more. I pushed a finger inside Karen. First, she growled her approval, and then she also begged for more. I hoped she was ready for more than she was begging for.
I moved into position and pressed my cock into her in one smooth stroke.
She arched and pressed back hard as she exclaimed, “Oh fuck that’s good!” She reached back and grabbed the base of my cock and held me motionless deep inside.
Debbie’s eyes flew open and she grinned at the sight of me behind Karen.
“I can ask him to stop,” she teased.
“Don’t you fucking dare,” Karen answered back.
They smiled at each other, and Debbie sat up to kiss Karen. She smiled as the kiss ended.
“I like the way I taste on both of you,” she teased.
“I better make you cum so we can see how that tastes,” Karen replied.
Karen used her fingers on my cock to start a slow rhythm and I started to move in and out of her. She let go, but I could tell the speed she wanted by the way she flexed her legs to draw me in. She pressed her face and fingers back into Debbie, and she used the same speed to tease her.
Debbie could not take her eyes off of the action. She watched Karen’s tongue and the flex of Karen’s hips. She watched the my hips rolling as I moved with Karen. She watched my fingers as I teased them up and down Karen’s back. I leaned forward just a bit and I was able let my hands reach her legs as she held them open for Karen. She nodded her approval.
Karen started thrusting faster with her tongue and fingers, and Debbie moaned in pleasure. Karen flexed her legs and I met her speed. I also increased the length of my strokes. Soon I was sliding the entire length of my cock in and out of her. Karen cried out as her orgasm took and she clamped down tightly on my cock.
It took every bit of self control to keep from finishing with her. I had no doubt that these hot women were going to get me to go extra rounds, but the first round had to go to Debbie. In an odd way, it was Debbie who helped cool my jets just enough to last.
Debbie had reacted to Karen’s orgasm with one of her own. As it started, she had thrown her head back and closed her eyes. Almost immediately, she forced herself to open her eyes and watch the action. Her eyes focused past me, and a huge happy smile spread across her face. I could not stop myself from turning to follow her gaze.
Her laptop was open behind me. Her husband was back online, and his cam image showed only his face. He was staring in awe at the image from her cam. He saw her smile and he blew a kiss to her.
“I love you, dear,” she gasped out in joy.
It was clear to see his image say “I love you Baby!” As she had said, the sound was off. He started eagerly offering suggestions and encouragement, but we didn’t hear any of it.
“Wait, listen,” Debbie called out.
Karen was just coming down from her own orgasm, and she looked up at Debbie.
“If you were talking to me, I was a bit out of it,” she drawled in a happy tone.
“I was just telling my husband that I turned off his audio,” Debbie laughed. “Keep watching, dear. No commands this time. Just watch us have fun.”
His image had a lot to say about that, but it was all smiles and happy gestures.
“I know what he wants,” Debbie said with a laugh. “Bring that hard cock up here,” she commanded. “Please!” she quickly added.
“Noooo,” Karen pretended to cry as I pulled out of her. Both women were focused on my shiny cock as I moved up the bed. With a quick glance at the laptop, Debbie pushed me into the position she wanted. She extended her tongue and licked the length of my shaft. She dropped again, and with a broad tongue she lapped and teased to the top again.
Looking directly at the webcam, she said, “Sweet melons, fresh off the vine.” She winked at Karen and added, “The juice drips down your chin, yet you fill your mouth with more.”
“What are you saying?” Karen laughed.
“It’s a game my husband made up for us. We don’t just say ‘It tastes good.’ We have to make up a poetic description.”
“I like it,” Karen exclaimed. “I want some!”
She scurried up the bed and the two of them licked and kissed and shared my cock. With a smirk, I shifted position so that the webcam could see the action. We got a thumbs up from our voyeur.
“I love how I can taste myself in your kisses,” Debbie said between kisses.
“It tasted better just now than earlier off of his cock,” Karen teased. “Crystal waters of the sweetest nectars to caress my lips.”
“Nice,” Debbie said appreciatively.
“I would like to taste it on him again, but freshly soaked,” Karen asked.
“I would like to taste you again,” Debbie agreed.
In moments, we repositioned ourselves. We only paused a moment to adjust for the best viewing angle on the webcam. Debbie remained on her back. I moved between her legs on my knees. Karen knelt over Debbie’s face, facing me. She actually waited a moment so she could watch Debbie’s face as my cock pressed inside.
As one, we started a slow dance. Debbie slowly rolled her hips as they rested on my legs. I met her roll with a slow thrust and stir. Debbie also wrapped her arms up around Karen’s waist and pulled her face up to bury her tongue into Karen. Karen rolled her hips and matched Debbie’s action to tease and please herself. Karen reached out and pulled me forward for a deep kiss.
Debbie’s flavors still lingered on Karen’s lips, and I hungrily returned her kiss. My hands caressed Karen’s side and swept up to her breasts. She squealed in delight as I pinched her nipples. She reached down between us and caught Debbie’s nipples and rolled them. Debbie groaned her pleasure into Karen’s pussy.
I took my time in pleasuring Debbie. She seemed intent on making Karen cum on her face, so I tried to set a pace that would have Debbie cumming after Karen. Debbie was cooing and groaning with every stroke and her pussy got warmer and wetter. Karen refused to stop kissing me, even as she started to cum. It came quickly and intensely, and she went rigid in pleasure as her juices soaked Debbie’s face. She couldn’t take any more stimulation, and she launched up, turned, and dove down to kiss Debbie.
Debbie was getting close, and she eagerly kissed Karen and shared the flavors on her face. I started thrusting into her at full speed and bent to attack her nipple. She cried out into their kiss as her orgasm took her. I bit down on her nipple the way she wanted, and she cried out again. Her pussy locked down on my cock, and hot cum sprayed out of her. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I exploded inside her. She started laughing and crying and babbling insanities as I pumped her pussy full of all that I had.
Our orgasms seemed to last forever. Every bit of energy that I had was pulled out of my body through my cock. In the end, I was able to kiss Debbie to thank her for everything. Karen stole a kiss to thank me as well. The three of us held each other and kissed some more, and basked in the afterglow of hot sex. Debbie ruined the moment.
She looked at Karen and joked, “His cock is wet with more than just my juices now.”
Their eyes met, and held. Debbie nodded. Karen smiled broadly, and then quickly moved aside to pull me off of Debbie. As I rolled onto my back, both of them dove to taste our mixed flavors. My cock was much too sensitive, but they didn’t care. Their tongues rasped along the length of my cock, and my body trembled in response to the overloaded nerves. They were both making appreciative noises as they continued to taste and tease.
One of them was trying to deep throat my cock while the other was sucking on my balls. It was Karen on my cock. She lifted off of it.
“He’s getting hard again,” she purred. “We need more juices to lick!”
“Try this,” Debbie asked. “I saw this at the club,” she explained.
The women shuffled and Debbie sat on my stomach and then slid forward towards the reverse cowgirl position. Karen moved between our legs and guided my half hard cock back into Debbie. She started licking the base of my cock and up into Debbie’s folds as Debbie ground her hips down on me. The stimulation was still too intense for me, but I also felt my cock growing hard again.
“I can feel him getting hard!” she exclaimed. “You need to feel this!”
In a quick shuffle, the women traded places. I was hard enough to slide into Karen without help. Debbie attacked the base of my cock. I can’t imagine what form of torture she used. I couldn’t tell if she was using her tongue or her fingers or both. The pleasure was so intense that it almost hurt, but in moments I was as hard as I have ever been.
“That was incredible,” Karen cried out. “Don’t stop!” she added as she started grinding on my cock.
Debbie attacked again, and the pleasure took my breath away. Karen was slamming down onto my cock and I could feel her pussy trying to grab and hold my cock with every thrust. She was moaning louder and louder so I forced myself to sit up enough to reach around and pinch her sensitive nipples. I felt her pussy violently convulse on my cock and then suddenly I was cumming as well. I hadn’t even known I was close.
The next few moments lasted forever as they raced by. My cock was surging inside her, and her body was answering back. Debbie was licking and tasting and teasing her tongue into impossible places. She was mewing and laughing and loving it all. Karen slid and turned to lay against my side and we gently kissed. Debbie continued to lick and taste all around my cock, but instead of raspy intensity, her tongue was soothing joy.
She crawled up and gave Karen a deep kiss. The two of them laughed and loved as they shared. My eyes grew heavy, and I started to doze off.
I have the vaguest of memories of those moments before I drifted off. I remember hearing Debbie’s husband’s voice as he thanked her over and over for what she had given him. Debbie may have introduced Karen, but she only waved to him. She was tucked up against my side and we were racing to see who could fall asleep sooner. Karen and Debbie talked briefly about work and alarms, but that may have been first.
I was almost out when I felt the lights turn off and heard a sheet slide over us. Debbie gave us each a gentle kiss as she curled up next to my other side.
