"What's that look for?" Judy said.
"What do you mean?" Leslie said, looking back at her in the mirror.
"You've got a nasty, sexy look, and I like it."
"No, I don't," Leslie said.
The look was definitely there, Judy thought. It was a confident look that said Leslie wanted to be fucked, but as quickly as it was there, it melted to fear.
"There's nothing to be afraid of, sweetie," Leslie said. "Just go in there and take your clothes off, and I'm sure Rick will be very accommodating."
Leslie looked solemn for a moment, then wet her lips. "I hope you're not sending me in there to embarrass me."
"You won't be embarrassed, believe me," Judy said.
She reached around Leslie, untied her halter, and peeled it all the way from her shoulders, revealing the full length of her beautiful body.
"I really am afraid."
"You're going to be just fine. That look is back again, and you are gorgeous. I just love the way your tits are so … natural. He'll love you. I promise."
"I hope, but you said something about a menage a trois. I'm not sure I want to do that. I just want to, you know, I want to be one-on-one with a man."
Judy was silent for a moment. Then she smiled. "That will be all right. I'll just watch. I told you I just wanted to watch."
"But do you know how hard it was for me to keep from pouncing when he was doing that to you! I wanted to beg him to eat me too. Oh, my God, I said 'eat.' I don't think I've ever said that before."
"I'm sure there are a lot of things you haven't said or done before."
"I don't know how you could possibly just watch while we did it." Even as Leslie protested, she unhooked her skirt and let it fall to the bathroom floor, and her pubis and it's curls pushed out against her black panties.
"Trust me," Judy said. I won't bother you, but it might be hard for me to stay away from him."
"You've got to promise. It will just be him and me. I don't want to, you know, I don't want to do anything with you."
"You are suspicious aren't you? You won't have to do a damned thing with me. I'm just interested in watching."
Leslie's cheeks flushed just the slightest bit. She hooked her thumb in her panties, stooped over and pushed them to the floor.
"Well, I know if it was you and Brandon, I would get so mad that I would-"
"You would want to join in, wouldn't you?"
"No! No, I'd just get mad."
"But you don't think I will, do you?"
"Maybe. But you have to promise. I mean, I'm-"
"I know, you're scared. And so am I … a little bit. I promise I won't touch you at all, not at all. Now, let's go."
Judy, still wearing her skirt and blouse, started to open the door.
"No. You've got to get undressed too," Leslie demanded from her panic.
"Okay, okay," Judy said, and she stripped one piece at a time until she was totally naked. Then she pushed into the bedroom, with Leslie following.
Rick, in his bikini briefs was looking through the curtain and out into the street.
"It's raining like hell out there, and uh… " He turned to see the two women, and his mouth fell open. His cock started to uncurl in his briefs and he did a little half turn toward the window as if he were trying to hide it.
"We've got a better idea," Judy said.
"Wow," he said. He was looking, not at Judy, but at Leslie.
"I think we owe her, don't you," Judy said. "We made her watch and she couldn’t do a damn thing about it. To make up for it, I told Leslie that you would fuck her."
"Ju-deee!" Leslie said, looking away from both of them.
"Oh, damn, you're beautiful," he said. Then his eyes shifted quickly to Judy's. "You're both beautiful."
Leslie said, "Thank you," and lowered her gaze to the hardness of Rick's cock.