Sherry Byrd - Maid for action

Nita clung to the gutter a few seconds, then pulled herself up and rolled onto the cement apron surrounding the pool. She lay on her side for a few more moments, then struggled slowly to her feet.

Billy was floating on his back in the middle of the pool. Nita silently blew him a kiss and padded across to her room.

Nita didn't try to avoid Billy or Mary the next morning. She didn't have to worry about Sam. He was off on another of his trips.

"Good morning," Mary said, as Nita entered the dining room. "You look bright and chipper this morning."

"Bright eyed and bushy tailed. I went for a moonlight swim last night," Nita said, looking quickly at Billy. "It was wonderful."

"Hmmmmm," Mary replied cryptically. "Have you met Billy yet? He's here for the summer, too."

"Hello, Billy," Nita said, pretending she'd never seen him before. In a way that was true. She had certainly felt him, though. "I'm Nita, but I'm sure Mary's already told you that."

"Yes, she has. She also told me you're pretty, but she didn't say how pretty."

"Flattery will get you more than you might expect," Nita teased. She didn't know what caused her to act so boldly. It wasn't something she had much practice doing. Maybe the session with Mary and Sam and then getting fucked so well by Billy last night had something to do with it.

Billy grinned broadly, caught Mary staring at him, and flushed bright red.

"Why, Billy," Mary said teasingly, "I do believe Nita's embarrassed you! How can that be? She's the shy one.

"Maybe he was just thinking impure thoughts," Nita said in an attempt to divert attention from Billy. She didn't want Mary to know that she and Billy had fucked. She did not know why she desired that. It was just one of those things.

"Well, whatever," Mary said, not believing one word of what Nita said. "Billy, I've got a long list of things I need from town. You're elected to do the shopping."

"Okay. I'll get started right after breakfast."

"Yes, you'd better. It'll probably take you most of the day to get everything done. My car has to be serviced, too."

Billy cleared out soon after, leaving Nita and Mary alone. Mary looked at Nita for a long time, her eyes soft, her expression thoughtful.

"Penny for your thoughts," Nita said after a while.

"Oh, I was just thinking of how nice it would be to make love with you," Mary responded. "Just the two of us, without having to worry about satisfying a man."

"What? I mean, how can such a thing be possible?"

"Oh, come now, Nita! You might be inexperienced and shy, but you know about such things. A little bit, anyway. Especially after the other night. No one could live in today's world and not have heard a lot about that."

"Well, I've heard about it, but I'm not sure I believe it. I mean, uh, well… "

"Oh, it's very possible, dear. And one hell of a lot of fun."

"Have you… do you do that often?" Nita had to swallow hard before she got the question out. She knew where Mary was going. She just didn't know if she wanted to go along.

"Sometimes. I ate your pussy the other night, remember. Didn't you like it?"

"I don't think I thought much about it one way or the other at the time," Nita said, wishing she could change the subject.

"Sure you did. You had to have thought a lot about it. Didn't you have a good orgasm?"

"Yes," Nita said meekly. "But… "

"Well, there you are then. Have you had so many good orgasms, or even so many orgasms period, that you cannot think about it?"

"No," Nita said, still meekly. "But… "

"What bothers you about the idea then? You already know how good it feels when I eat your pussy."

"But I don't know if I can do that!" Nita blurted. "Besides, it's so early in the morning."

That got a good hearty laugh from Mary. "Dear God, what does the time of day have to do with anything?"

"Well, I've never… I've always thought that was something that was done at night. I don't mean two women, I mean making love." Nita blushed, swallowed hard, then continued. "Damn, I don't think I know what I mean!"

"I know what you're trying to say, dear. Tell me, would it bother you to make love at, oh, say three o'clock in the morning?"

"No. I don't think so anyway. You mean with a man, don't you?"

"With whomever. The sex of your partner makes no difference. Now, if you're willing to do it at three o'clock in the morning, why would it bother you to do it at nine o'clock in the morning? There's only six hours difference and it's still morning. Is this something like not having a drink before noon?"

"But it's still-dark at three o'clock!" Nita said, sounding perplexed that Mary didn't understand that simple difference.

"I know that, dear, but it shouldn't make a difference. Having the lights on at night or doing it in broad daylight can be very interesting. You can see absolutely everything!"

"That's the part that bothers me! You can see every little thing about a person."

"Well of course you can, dear! That's part of the fun. Soft lights and sexy music are fine, in their place, but broad daylight is raunchy! Don't you like to look at cocks and other pussies?"

"Uh, I don't know. I've never had the chance to look at either one real close."

"You've touched a cock. How about pussies? Don't you think they're pretty?"

"Why are you asking me all these things? I don't know the answers to them! I've never had a good look at a cock or a pussy. You embarrass me."

"Oh, darling, I don't mean to do that." Mary patted Nita on the shoulder in a gesture of friendship and tenderness. "Tell you what. Let's go to the bedroom and I'll show you what fun it can be during the day. We can close the drapes if you'd like."

Nita hesitated. Mary took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom. Nita closed her mind to the significance of what she was doing and followed along docilely. As long as Mary led the way, she'd be okay; she could follow.

In the bedroom, Mary turned to face Nita and said, "I know you watched Roger fuck me the other day. Did you like that? Did it excite you?"

"How did you know?" Nita was horrified. "I didn't mean to watch. You came in and trapped me in the dressing room. I wanted to leave. Really I did."

"Hey, slow down, dear. I'm not angry or upset. I'm glad you watched. It made it more exciting for me. Didn't you know that women in general, and some women in particular, really get off by letting their exhibitionist tendencies rule?"

"Well, I don't think I am! An exhibitionist, that is. I mean, I simply couldn't enjoy it if someone else was right there, watching every little thing I did. Why, I'd be embarrassed to death if I made a mistake!"

"Oh? What about the other night? Sam fucked you while I watched. While I was right there! You certainly didn't seem to mind that. You came mighty hard, anyway."

Nita's mouth worked, but her vocal cords didn't. Not a sound came out.

Mary smiled knowingly. "Now, why don't you stop trying to fool yourself. You like sex. Just as much as I do. You also liked fucking Sam in front of me. You're not bound by strict parents any longer, dear. You're free to do what you like. Admit it. You like to fuck."

"Yes, I do," Nita said slowly, softly, the admission difficult to make. Her background, her upbringing, made it doubly difficult for her to admit such a thing.

Mary smiled again, this time a gesture of anticipation and happiness. She began undressing Nita, kissing the girl's lips and then each part of her body that was bared as she stripped the garments from the girl's body and threw them aside. When Nita was nude, Mary stepped back and looked her body up and down, appraising it just as a man would.

"You're beautiful," Mary said. "You left too soon the other night. I wanted to make love to you until you were totally satisfied."