Swinging for the Fences

Chapter 6 - Slender Hands

"So, how are you enjoying your intro to swinging weekend?"

Cat sat at the kitchen table while Tam was making stew for dinner. The guys were off in the garage, taking a look at Rick's workshop.

"I'm hooked. Thank you so much for inviting us. How are you enjoying the weekend so far? It feels like we've been focusing on me a lot."

"I love watching almost as much as I love joining in, it's all good."

"Still..."

"Besides, I got to fuck you, it's always a treat to fuck a good friend and a hot woman at that."

Cat blushed.

"Do you get to do that often? Have sex with another woman I mean."

"I wouldn't say often, but often enough. There's usually someone up for some making out when we're at a club, or someone that lets me go down on them briefly, but full on lesbian sex is rare. Lots of other women in the lifestyle are bi-for-show, they like that it turns on their husbands but that's about it."

"Now I feel like I took advantage of you last night."

"No! You said you'd never even considered anything with another woman, I figured you'd let me get one good lick in and then bail. I enjoyed making you cum so much."

"I'd love to return the favor."

"Really?"

"Mm-hmm." Cat grinned widely. "Right now if you weren't cooking."

"I thought you and Jonah didn't want to play solo? Cause if I misheard, this just needs to simmer for an hour or so." She turned the gas down and put the lid back on the pot

"We decided that it was fine as long as we discussed it ahead of time. I was fantasizing about going down on you as I was doing up the buttons on his shirt, and I swear to god that asshole read my mind."

Cat got up, forcing herself through her building nerves, and walked over to Tam.

"He offered to— distract Rick so we could have some fun together."

"Did he now? Do you like the idea that he's off in the garage, probably getting his dick sucked?"

"I do." She shivered at the mental image. It sent a spike of excitement and floatyness through her. "I want to focus on you though." Cat stepped closer to Tam, pinning her against the counter. "Would you like that?"

Tam grinned. "Yes."

Cat bent down to kiss her friend. The timidity and hesitation she'd felt yesterday were gone. Tam's soft lips on her own flushed her with desire which she felt reflected back at her in Tam's response. The smaller woman melted into her kiss.

"How much attention does the stew need?" Cat asked, her voice low, lips a fraction of an inch away from Tam's.

"I have to—" Tam swallowed and started again. "I have to stay close just in case. I have to stir it again in half an hour."

"Tell me what you like—" Cat kissed her shorter friend along her jawbone and down her neck. "—when you're with another woman."

"I like fingers inside while they go down on me." Tam moaned softly as Cat's kisses reached the soft skin where her neck met her jaw just above her carotid artery.

"Go on." Cat unbuttoned Tam's crop top slowly.

"I like teeth on my skin, on my shoulders, my neck."

"Like this?" Cat let her teeth graze the skin on her bare collarbone.