Bill Randolph - Naked wife next door

"Tina will be crushed," Norma said.

"I doubt it," Liz said lightly. "She has the kids to keep her busy. Besides, Clay says she hates sex. They never fuck. The only pussy he's had in the last couple of months has been mine."

"That's crazy, Liz. How can you be so sure about such a thing? Do you have their bedroom bugged?"

"Oh, Norma, don't be so dumb," Liz said with a scornful expression. "There's no way Clay could fuck me the way he does and have any energy left for Tina."

"I guess I'm just not as experienced with sex as you," Norma said, hoping to keep the bitchy tone of her voice subdued.

Liz chuckled harshly. "That's the understatement of the decade, dear. I'll bet you never even had an affair. Your precious Paul seems to have protected you from such adventures."

Norma felt her cheeks grow warm. When she met Liz's eyes, Liz smiled sweetly. Norma looked away. "Well, you're going to do what you want," Norma said. "You always have, regardless of the consequences. I just feel sorry for Tina."

"Roy, we got back on that pretty fast," Liz said, appraising Norma with an arched-brown expression. "What causes you to blush whenever I mention that you probably don't cheat on Paul? Are you hiding something, Norma, behind all of your preaching?"

"We weren't talking about me," Norma snapped, feeling a rush of anger sweep over her.

"My God, I've struck a nerve!" Liz proclaimed with a giggle. "You are fucking around, aren't you? Damn! Dear, innocent little Norma! Tell me, dear, how many studs are you taking on? Two? Four? More?"

Norma tried to speak, but her throat felt frozen. She knew her face was easy to read and she knew she would never convince Liz she was wrong. She stood up and put the cups and saucers in the sink. Then, her mind reeling, she sat down again. She struggled to regain her composure and willed herself to withstand the badgering Liz seemed prepared to thrust at her.

"Listen, Liz," she said in measured, even tones. "Live your life any way you wish, but leave Paul and me out of it. Understand?"

A strange thing happened during the next several seconds. The two women stared hard at each other, then Norma noticed Liz's stem expression begin to crumble. Unexpectedly, Liz gradually began to whimper, then to sob.

Despite herself, Norma stood, stepped over to her friend and hugged her shoulders, comforting her while she cried. She felt sorry for Liz as she realized her friend's cold, hard attitude had obviously been a bold front. Liz was apparently confused and trapped by her own emotional turmoil. And that was something Norma had no trouble understanding.

"Please, Norma, don't shut me out," Liz pleaded through her tears. "I need you so much. I need your friendship. Shit, I don't know what to do about Tina. She's my friend, just like you are. What'll I do?"

As Liz continued to cry, Norma led her into the living room. They sat on the sofa and Norma continued to comfort her friend until the tears slowed. Liz leaned against Norma's shoulder.

"What'll I do, Norma?" Liz asked.

Norma draped her arm around Liz's shoulders and absently stroked her hair. "I wish I knew."

They sat for a while without speaking. Eventually, Liz broke the silence with a giggle. "I'm finding out why men always stare at your tits, Norma. They feel as luscious as they look."

Norma squirmed uncomfortably. "Well, Liz, nobody can ever say you don't know how to turn off a good cry. You get it out of your system in a hurry."

"And you, Norma, just can't help being serious all the time," Liz said. "I meant it as a compliment. Even Jerry thinks you've got the greatest pair of tits he's ever seen. I'll tell you, I used to get jealous everytime Jerry started comparing your tits to mine. It was obvious he always favored yours."

Norma's heart pounded at the mention of Jerry's name. She wanted to find a way to change the subject quickly, but her mind went blank.

"One night, after a party here at your house, Jerry even told me that he married me so he could get his hands on your tits," Liz said.

"That's ridiculous!" Norma snapped. "Naturally he was joking. Jerry is famous for his bad jokes."

"Well, he was drunk, but that just makes him more honest," Liz said softly.

Then, before Norma realized what was happening, Liz eased a hand over one of Norma's tits. By the time Norma knew the touch wasn't innocent, Liz had wormed her other hand inside her blouse and was squeezing Norma's naked tits.

"What the hell are you doing?" Norma blurted, startled by her friend's blatant action.

"I'm finding out what makes all the men go crazy," Liz murmured. "I believe your tits are getting bigger, Norma," she added with a lewd grin. "That only comes from getting them sucked often. If you don't believe that, I'll show you mine. They've grown since Clay and I started fucking regularly. He just loves to suck and bite on my titties."

"Stop this crazy talk, Liz!" Norma hissed. Then, when Liz touched Norma's rosy nipples, the sensuous blonde felt her blood race and her confusion increase. Immediately, Norma's light-headed condition added to her bafflement. Before she could recover, however, Liz stripped off her own blouse and exposed her braless tits. She winked and hefted her tits in her hands.

"Not bad, huh?" Liz cooed. "I've got a little something to be proud of, don't you think?"

Norma opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. The last time she'd seen Liz naked was when she had spied on her and Clay. But now, the whole experience was somehow very different. She gasped when Liz clutched her tits.

"What are you doing?" Norma hissed.

"Relax, Norma. You're so damn uptight," Liz said calmly. "I'm just touching you. You've got to lighten up and enjoy life more, Norma."

"I'm doing just fine, thanks," Norma said sarcastically, slowly getting over the stunned shock that had gripped her.

"I've been reading about lesbo love lately, Norma," Liz said with a giggle. "It turns me on. Hey, that shocks you, doesn't it?"

Norma gazed into her friend's face and knew Liz was serious. She covered herself with her arms and started to get up, but Liz grabbed her hand and pulled her down again.

"Norma, listen to me," Liz said calmly and evenly. "We've been friends for years. We've shared many things. Why shouldn't we make each other feel good?"

Norma was totally dazed as Liz started caressing her tits again. Norma felt tremors race up her spine, and she couldn't deny that Liz's fingers felt wonderful on her tits. Soft and firm and loving caresses feathered over her tits as Liz massaged the shapely, firm melons. She stroked Norma's nipples and made them harden as Norma's breathing grew deep and rapid.

"This is starting to turn you on, isn't it, Norma?" Liz said softly. "Admit it. It feels damn good, doesn't it?"

"I guess," Norma said nonchalantly.

"Well, I'll tell you this is turning me on," Liz said, her eyes twinkling. "I never thought I'd want to make it with another woman, but I'm changing my mind. I want to make it with you, Norma."

"Jesus!" Norma gasped, her heavy tits heaving under Liz's touch.

Liz leaned over and kissed her cheek. "Don't worry about Clay and me," she whispered. "I won't leap into anything that serious. I really just wanted to get the whole thing out in the open. I wanted to get your thoughts on the thing, Norma. I've always trusted your opinion."

Norma's mind reeled as she heard Liz's words while feeling her friend's hands move down and unsnap Norma's jeans. Norma made no move to stop Liz, even when she unzipped her fly and eased a hand inside.

Norma whispered when. Liz's fingers touched her delicate pussy-bush. She sank her fingers into the wet heat of Norma's pussy and Norma moaned.

"We better stop before this gets out of hand," Norma whispered, her tone cracking with lust.