"Okay, Jeff." I guess he had a right to be pissed at me. I had hit a pot hole on the out of Eddie's drive. The pot hole tossed the car just enough to get a wheel into the soft earth beside the driveway. The one wheel had been enough to cause the car to slew. I wound up being tossed around as the car slipped farther and farther from the drive.

Eddie must have been watching because he was there in seconds. "Is anybody hurt?" He asked it and appeared to be genuinely interested in out condition.

"We're find," Jeff replied. "Looks like we are going to need a tow truck."

"Man it's after midnight. Even if you find someone to come out, you wont be able to afford it." Eddie was right. We were both in school and working rinky dink jobs. "Wait till in the morning and I will hook up the small tractor and pull you out. I can't take it out in this rain, it will just die anyway."

"Eddie, we can't impose on you." I almost asked Jeff what he meant by we. I sure as hell could. It was raining like hell, we were both soaking wet and Jeff was muddy from trying to push the car out. I had even stepped out into mud up to my knees.

"Bullshit Jeff, come on back to the house. It is warm and dry in there at least." Eddie was right it wasn't much of a house, but it did have a good heating system. It had seemed that way to me even before we were almost blue with the wet cold of the fall rain.

Jeff finally gave in and we ran more than walked back to the house. When I burst through the back door of the house into the little room just off the kitchen, I was desperate for heat. I began to shiver in the warm air. I am also sure my lips were blue. I wanted desperately to get out of the wet clothes but didn't have any idea how to go about it.

"Damn June, you are shivering like a wet dog. Nora has already gone to bed and you know she had a lot to drink. If I try to wake her it wont do any good. She will just mumble so I don't know what to tell you."

"Eddie, can I at least throw my clothes in the dryer." I was looking right at this matching set of appliances.

"Sure but Jeff's are going to have to be washed before they can go in there. Hell, your's too as a matter of fact." I looked down and saw the muddy legs of my jeans. He was right, if I didn't wash things first everything they put in the dryer for a month would probably be worse when they came out, than had been when they went in.

"I can give Jeff a pair of slacks and a tee for sure, but June I don't know what to do about you."

"How about that sweatshirt hanging there?" I asked it pointing to the peg board covered in outdoor clothes.

"June, I wore that to work in the shop. It is probably filthy and I'm sure it stinks."

"Eddie at this moment it looks like a mink coat. You guys go on in. I'll start the wash and take about five minutes to dry my panties, then I will come in."

"June, it is cold out here in this room." Jeff said that bless his heart.

"Since I'm not going to be driving, pour me a big glass of that wine, and I will be fine." I smile at Jeff.

They came back within seconds with a very large glass filled with wine. I notice Jeff drop his underwear, since he had changed into jeans and a tee shirt. The shirt was an advertisement for some bar. Everybody except me was a pretty heavy drinker. "Now you two leave me alone so that I can dry my panties."

The panties were lightweight cotton so they dried in no time at all. The muddy clothes were another matter. Since it was someone else's dryer that they would be fouling, I turned the washer to the maximum setting. They would be washing at least twenty minutes.

I had the warm panties and the almost as warm sweatshirt on when I walked into the kitchen. I slipped quietly into the den. The two men sat one on each end of a velvety sofa. I moved to sit between them before I looked up at the TV to see the naked girl walking around a kitchen much nicer than either of ours.

"Okay children," I said sitting between them. "What is the woman doing walking around naked."

"I expect she is going to try to get a better deal on the plumbing repair." Jeff smiled. Jeff was devilishly handsome and I guess Eddie was okay. He was a little to clean cut and mannerly for my taste.

"I see well she needs to, those boobs must have cost a fortune." The guys smiled. The wine was relaxing and the room was warm. I really never cared much for porno so I just leaned my head back and rested my eyes. I didn't even open them to sip the wine.

It probably was no more than a couple of minutes until I felt Jeff's hand on my thigh. I should have resisted considering we were in someone else's house, but I figured Jeff had it taken care of. Like maybe Eddie had gone to bed, I felt so good I didn't even open my eyes to see. I just sat there with my head back and enjoyed the feel of his hand. After a bit his hand inched up my thigh. I opened for it of course. The wine and the heat I supposed.

Then I felt his other hand on my breast. That felt almost as good. Jeff had taught me to enjoy rough nipple play. I could feel him pulling and mashing my nipple. I gasped as his finger pushed its way through the elastic of my leg band, then touch my lower lips. It was a shock and even more of a turn on since I wasn't sure if Eddie had gone. He might be watching, I thought. The finger parted my lips and moved inside me. I opened for him from excitement as much as the pressure of his large finger. I felt lips touch mine and knew that the kiss wasn't Jeff's. I fought to open my eyes but they just wouldn't open. The intensity of the kiss had me nailed to the sofa with my legs spread wide for this man who wasn't my husband. I was crazy with curiosity and desire. I wondered where Jeff was and why Eddie had suddenly got crazy. I was also turned on beyond words to have a stranger's tongue nailing me down.

I still couldn't look my mind was fogged from the lust, the wine, or both. I felt too many hands to be just one of them. My boyfriend was helping another guy rape me. It was unbelievable and unbelievably erotic. I have no idea how they were communicating since I never heard a word from either of them, but they had to be. Just as Eddie broke the kiss, Jeff pulled me to him and pushed my head toward his lap. I had absolutely no intention of sucking his cock in front of Eddie so I resisted.

For my trouble Jeff slapped me. It wasn't hard but it got my attention as he knew it would. It wasn't the first time he had bitch slapped me over a blowjob. When I met Jeff, I had never done oral sex. He introduced me to it and it hadn't always been gentle. Since I hung around anyway, I worried that I might like that part of sex to. Fortunately it didn't happen often anymore.

I allowed him to force my head to his lap. I opened my mouth as I always did. I licked his cock with my mouth open. He liked to watch me do that. The taste of his thin cum wasn't bad but I never really developed a taste for any of it. He liked for me to suck the head into my mouth, than allow him to control the depth and speed of his cock there. It was just another cunt to him. That is how he put it. While I felt him raising and lowering my mouth on his cock, I felt other hands I knew to be Eddie moving me around on the sofa.

He had me on my knees, with his cock rubbing my lips when Jeff pulled me of his cock. "Look back at him," he demanded.

"I looked over my shoulder to see Eddie rubbing his cock up and down my slit."

"Does that feel good bitch?" Jeff had never spoken to me like that in front of anyone else. I was a little shocked but I was more turned on by it all. When I didn't answer, Jeff pinched my nipple very hard.

"Yes it feels good."

"Tell him what to do for you."

Without a moments hesitation I turned to Eddie and gasped, "Put it in me please."

"You want to pay for getting us all wet and dirty don't you?"

"Yes pay," I replied.

With that Jeff forced his cock deep into my throat. I had never been able to take him because I just choked and he gave up. That night I choked but he drove past it anyway. For some reason that added to it as well. I felt the cock no bigger than Jeff's bury itself in me. I also felt jeff's cock down my throat. I was at their mercy and I didn't care. I kept moving up to orgasm. Whenever I got close something always stopped me. It was maddening.

Then from out of nowhere it happened. I clinched so tight that I squeezed Eddie out of me. It was maddening to feel the loss of him. The bellow that Eddie let out did something to Jeff. He fucked my mouth longer and deeper until he to came. Jeff liked to watch me swallow it, so I held it in my mouth but some escaped to run over my chin. Jeff didn't mind he moaned as he saw me swallow the cum for him. When I finished, I was so embarrassed that I wanted to cry.

"June. I sure hope you don't take this wrong but you are one great piece of ass." Eddie said it as he stood to leave the room.

"Thanks Eddie, I live to be treated like a complete slut." I was sarcastic and nobody missed it. Jeff tried to sleep on the sofa but he was to tall and it wasn't really wide enough for both of us.

The next morning Nora fixed breakfast for us before Eddie pulled our car out of the soft earth of the field. The car was on the road toward our little house when I said, "Please don't ever do that again."

"You loved it June, every second of it."

"Even if I did, it was wrong. I don't want to ever do that again."

"Alright June, but did you get off on it?"

"You know it did Jeff." I didn't smile or give him any other indication that I approved of what happened. Fortunately or maybe because of what happened we never got invited back to Nora and Eddie's house.

Jeff was a lot younger than me. I was back in school for a second degree and he was on his first one. I already had a BA in anthropology which entitled me to work in a bank. I hated being a teller, so when the part time night job came open, I jumped on it. I secured a student loan which I never intended to repay, then signed up for the second degree program. I only had a two year course total. Jeff was a freshman working toward his first BS. Did I mention he was also over ten years younger.

Being a shade over thirty had never been a problem for me. I kept myself in above average condition without a gym membership. I had this mutt named bandit. Bandit and I took long walks between classes. That's how I met Jeff. I dropped Bandit's lean and he took off like a shot. I found him five minutes later sitting in front of a bench sharing Jeff's lunch. Actually Bandit got more than Jeff I expect.

I took Jeff to lunch to repay him for the lost sandwich. Over lunch we discussed school, since it and the bank were about the only businesses in town. That wasn't true but most everyone had some connection to the university.

Jeff didn't care much for school, mostly because he lived in a dorm. Off campus housing was a true bitch to find. I got mine because I was a resident not a student. That being the case I had access to a lot more apartments. There was a very subtle distinction between those who rented to townies and those who rented to students.

Jeff and I became friends first then a couple of weeks later we slept together. I don't think we were ever lovers. We both just had one step up from healthy sex drives. His took on a light sadistic side, nothing I couldn't handle. Mine, I never quite got a handle on. I guess I liked to experiment. Once I had tried most things, I never wanted to do them again. I seldom found one that I was totally repulsed by.

Jeff didn't need to experiment but wasn't adverse to it. I drew the line at animals. "After all Jeff, if we go that way what do I need you for."

Jeff moved his meager possessions into my apartment after two weeks. Okay it wasn't love, it was a good deal for us both. We liked to sleep together and it got him out of the dorm. I got his share of the rent. He somehow managed to get his dorm fee returned. Probably because he said he had the roommate from hell.

One thing about a bank, you have lots of women around. I wasn't lez and I guess it showed. I only had a couple of the more radical women make remarks. I managed to ignore most of them. The one I did respond to got me the wrong kind of attention.

To her rather heavy handed advance in the coffee shop. which came just before I went to work in the computer room I replied, "Hey that's up to you, but I like men. Hell sometimes I like more than one." I was thinking of the resent rainy night.

The dyke left but the other women in the room were either shocked or amused. I didn't bother to say that I was only kidding. It took her two days to work up the courage to ask. Jennifer, Jenn to everyone, was a tall brunette with a thin body. I might have expected her to be lez but she most likely wasn't. She and her husband Adam had a three year old son named Tommy. She was working over for some reason and I was just arriving, when the two of us found ourselves alone in the break room. You know the old pre work coffee break.

"June?" she asked after a few pleasantries. "What did you mean when you told Sal that you sometimes liked your men two at a time?"

"I was only kidding," I replied. "Just trying to get her away from me without making a scene."

"Oh, then you never did that?"

"Actually I have." I didn't go any further. I waited to see what her reaction would be.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"At the time sure. You know the mind and the body don't always have to agree in the long term." I laughed a knowing laugh. She obviously had a point to make.

"Could I ask you what it was like? I have a fantasy about it."

"I didn't really know it was going to happen, so I probably didn't get the full benefit from it. It was pretty nice though. I got off really, really strong. I told Jeff that once was enough though."

"Oh, I thought that you might do that kind of thing regularly. I mean you do look a little er er open."

She was referring to the fact that, after the Eddie thing, Jeff had brought a lot of changes into my life. For one thing, I went to the young people's metal clubs with him. I didn't care much for the music, but I did like the high charged excitement of the crowd. I was a kind of cute but ordinary thirty year old blonde when Jeff met me. I was already working at the bank, so it must have been a shock, when Jeff convinced me to dye my hair jet black. In one afternoon I went from average looking blue eyed blonde, to shockingly blue eyed, black haired, and five years younger looking chick. I even let him convince me to get a bunch of piercings, triple ear, and yes nipples. I absolutely drew the line at tongue or anything below the waist. I had a small gold wire I used during work so no one would know about the nipples.

With the shocking black hair and washed out, but still blue eyes, and large ear rings, I suppose it was obvious that I had a different life outside the bank's computer room. I am sure that is what Jenn meant. To her I am sure that I looked like I just might be the town whore.

"So you never thought about sharing?" she asked it looking at the dirty table top..

"No, but I also never saw you as the type."

"For some reason I trust you not to let it get around. I can't say that for anyone else here."

"That's because I have no friends here." I smiled letting her know that I knew what she had really meant and that it was okay.

"I guess that is true. When you tell some people here, it is like telling everyone."

"Your secret is safe with me."

"So?" she asked it more brazenly.

"I don't know it has never come up." I gave her one last chance to back away.

"It has now," she replied.

"Let me ask Jeff. I can't speak for him and he makes that kind of decision."

"Oh okay, do you want a picture of us to show him?"

I smiled at her. "No, that isn't necessary."

The conversation started with, "Jeff, you aren't going to believe this." After a lot of smiles he readily agreed to Jenn's plan. Jeff and I went out that night. As always he made suggestions as to what I wore. We discussed it and compromised as always. The compromise was mostly weighted in his direction but that was okay. I didn't really have to do anything I objected to strongly. He would also drop any ideas if they I gave him a valid reason to do so.

That night we went to a bar just off campus. It was where college kids just sat to talk and drink beer. Jeff wasn't old enough, but he looked older and was with a woman who was without guestion old enough to drink anything she wanted. Besides I was old enough so that he would slip the beer over to me, if anyone started to ask questions.

We had agreed that I would wear jeans since it was cold. He insisted that I wear no panties, why I never understood. I wore a black turtleneck sweater no bra of course. My breasts sagged just enough so that everyone knew they were real. The wires I wore to work were replaced by small rings. The rings, along with the tight sweater tended to keep my nipples hard. In the bar light I was a drop dead knock out. In the daylight and with everyone sober, I was probably a little above average. Even that was only because of the 'look' Jeff had created.

The Rose and Thorn was a cheap knock of an english pub I supposed. It was lighted only in the bar area. The booths were dark enough to be non visible to those who entered. At least until their eyes adjusted. Jeff took advantage of the dark to massage my breasts. It hurt a little as he squeezed the nipple and pulled on the rings through the sweater. Not as much as it did sometimes with him pulling just on the rings. Jeff was turned on by the idea of Jenn and her husband, so he was extremely playful that night.

He not only played with my rings outside the sweater, he rubbed between my legs at the same time. I was extremely turned on when he asked, "You do want her husband to fuck you don't you?"

"Yes," I whined

"Ah my perfect little whore. I love you June you as so sexual."

"I love what you do to me." I replied moving to put my hand in his lap. I never would have been so bold before Jeff. He was young but he was more experience than me. I didn't ask where he learned how to treat a woman but at times I was curious.

"Open your jeans." I did as he demanded and was rewarded with his finger moving over my newly shaved pubic area. I felt his finger work inside the hood covering my clit. Within seconds he had me squirming in my seat. I knew it was a combination of the place, the way I was dressed, as well as what Jeff was doing, but it didn't matter I was helplessly lost in the feelings.

"He's going to fuck you while you suck my cock. You do remember how that felt?" When I didn't answer but moaned, he repeated. "You do remember?"

"Yes, I remember."

"You loved being fucked while you sucked my dick didn't you?"

"Yes, I loved it."

"So you are going to arrange this thing with your friend aren't you?"

"Yes." I said it just before the orgasm tore me from reality.

Don't feel bad for Jeff, he got a hell of a blowjob that night. I did it just the way he taught me. I used my mouth up and down on his cuck until he stiffened ,then tried to drive it into my throat. I forced my face away from this cock leaving the head barely inside my open mouth. I stroked his cock with long slow strokes from the head to the base. When he came, it was difficult but I collected it all on my tongue. I was almost choking from the need to swallow before he was satisfied that I had it all. Once he knew I could wait no longer, he allowed me to swallow it gratefully.

At work I had decided not to mention the idea again. I wanted Jenn to have the option without being pressured. At that point I still hadn't decided how I felt about it all. I knew I would go along, I just hadn't taken the time to analyze it. No sense worrying about something that most likely would never happen. If it did, I would be be going into cold not in the heat of passion. I certainly didn't find the tall thin Jenn attractive. Well maybe attractive but not sexually attractive.

After three days I decided she had changed her mind. I hadn't seen her to discuss it, but I expected that she would have looked me up, if she still had an interest. On the same night I gave up she found me in the coffee shop before work.

"So, what did Jeff think?" she asked as though no time at all had passed.

"Jeff is a eighteen year old kid, he loved the idea of course. I'm the one that took convincing."

"So, you are convinced now?"

"Yes, I'm convinced. Jeff had a long talk with me that same night. He wants to do it and I don't have any major objections, so whenever you are ready."

I must have been an enigma to the slightly younger Jennifer. I was living with a ten year younger man, and beginning to look more and more like a goth chick. Nothing so sad, I'm sure she thought, than a woman who hasn't grown up. Oh I had grown up, I knew exactly what I looked like to those around me. I just didn't care. Jeff felt good, and I liked the admiring eyes of the guys at the bars. Jeff had introduced me to the sexy dress and actions of the kids and I liked it just fine.

"So how about Friday night?" she asked.

"Damn that is tomorrow," I remarked.

"Too soon?"

"No but don't you need to okay with your husband or something?"

"Like you said about Jeff, he's a man, even if he isn't all that young anymore." She probably wanted me to ask about her husband but I didn't really think it matter much. Jeff knew about it already, there wasn't any chance that I could back out.

I worked till ten on Friday but it didn't matter to Jennifer or her husband. It wasn't going to be a dinner and a movie kind of date. It had somehow worked its way down to just sex. Jeff drove me in that night so that we could leave from work. After I finished for the night, I stopped in the lady's room long enough to change from the cotton slacks to a short skirt and sweater. It was going to be cold which is why I had bought the long, long wool coat to work. One look at the skirts Jeff wanted me to wear had sent me to the goodwill store in search of a long coat.

When I left the bathroom, I was all 'tarted' up. It was how Jeff decided I needed to look. I wasn't all that sure, but what the hell I had worn worse to the clubs. The fact that Jennifer seemed so straight wasn't lost on me. If she was setting me up for something, the long coat had me covered. If I came out of the coat, it would only be because she looked serious about the date.

On the drive over Jeff had one hand on the wheel and one on my naked thigh. As directed I had removed my panties along with the slacks. All my real world clothes lay on the rear seat of my car.

I was surprised that the house turned out to me new and pretty upscale. It wasn't all that grand, but something I would not have expected from a bank employee either. We parked in the drive, then walked up. I was very nervous as we waited for the door to open. I thanked god that it was Jennifer who answered my knock. Jeff had even looked a little nervous.

"Come on in, we've been expecting you." After I passed she continued. "You must be Jeff. June has told me a lot about you."

"Oh well, I sure hope I don't disappoint you." He was being all charm.

"Mr to," she said in a reasonably strong voice. I was more than a little surprised by her tone.

Just then her husband came into the room. He was dressed in slacks and sweatshirt. The sweatshirt reminded me of Eddie even though his was clean. "Hi guys, I'm Jennifer's worse half, Adam."

I wasn't quite sure of the protocol, but Jeff walked right up and shook his hand. As in most party situations Jenn and I went into the kitchen to fix drinks and snack, while the men got to know each other. The drinks turned out to be whisky sour punch and the snacks all kinds of things I had never seen before. Some of them turned out to be great, some not so great.

I consumed a fair amount of the punch before it kicked in at all. The guys were busy with Jennifer when I returned with my last glass of punch. She was on the sofa whit her head back enjoying the attention of so many hands. I remember how it felt and smiled. I was about to take a seat away from them to do, I had no idea what.

Jeff motioned me over to the sofa where the three of them sat. At first he tried to get me to knell between her legs, but I absolutely refused. "Then feel her pussy, you have to do something." I shook my head. Jeff pulled me to him by the front of my sweater. I tried to pull away but he had a firm grip on the tight sweater. "Now you listen to me bitch. You are going to join in this or I am going to hurt you."

He and I both knew it was more for show. He had just made it possible for me to join in the action without making a conscious decision. I dutifully knelt between her legs and touched her.

"How does her pussy feel?" Jeff asked.

"Hot and wet," I replied.

"Good, does it excite you to finger her like that?"

'No," I replied.

"Tell me the truth bitch," Jeff demanded. "Does it excite you to finger her cunt?"

"Yes," I replied giving in to him.

"Yes what?"

"Yes it excites me to finger her cunt."

"Good, now enough of this goody two shoes crap. Get in there and kiss her."

I honestly tried to resist, but not hard enough. He pulled my face to what he called Jennifer's cunt. He almost suffocated me until I started to lick her. When I did, he backed off. I can't say that I enjoyed it, but then it was kind like oral sex with a guy. It was really more about the pleasure of his reaction. Jennifer reacted so well that I got lost in it.

Before I knew it someone was pulling me off and leading me away. Hands led me into the bedroom then pushed me not so gently onto the bed. It had to be Adam, since I didn't recognize those hands. I was sure that it was Adam when he forced my legs apart then slipped his cock in me. His cock was smaller than Jeff's but not so much that I felt empty. He was so turned on that he stroked me for only a few seconds before he came in me. I was highly turned on but didn't get off. I didn't mind so much since he seemed to have enjoyed it. He moved off me then turned to kiss me.

When he broke the wet tongue filled kiss, he asked, "Was my wife the first woman you ever ate?"

"Yes," I replied.

"It showed. Don't you and Jeff do that?"

"Not often," I replied. He didn't reply. He just opened my legs and began to use the tip of his tongue on my clit. I orgasmed then began to climb again. Before he finished I had gotten off too many times to count. I couldn't believe how his tongue on my clit effected me. I came very hard and very fast. I was gasping for breath when he spoke next.

"Next time you eat a woman do it that way." He smiled as he delivered his lesson.

"God that is amazing." I said it breathlessly.

"Well hon, that is just a little of what it is really like. Now how about you being a good little cocksucker. Jennifer finds every excuse possible not to do that.@

I moved to him still shaky from all the orgasms but determined to show my appreciation. I held his limp cock in my hand, then planted a wet kiss on the head. It wasn't long before the wet kisses and the movement of my hand had his cock rock hard. I licked the blood engorged cock on the underside up and to the head then started at the bottom again. He was moaning and squirming. I sucked him into my mouth and began to move up and down on his cock. I turned my mouth into an incredibly tight wet hole for him. I finally pulled off him, then took his hands put them on my head.

With him in control I returned to his cock. If he hadn't already cum he might have blasted me early and long. As it was he was hard to get off and when he did come it was a very small amount. I choked and gaged on his cock going down my throat but I held his cum so that he could see first the cum in my mouth, then me swallowing it. Jeff loved that and it made Adam moan with pleasure.

"My god girl, you are the best cocksucker I've ever seen. The porn movie girls have nothing on you."

"I hope that is a compliment."

"I don't know that I would want that to be my own daughter's claim to fame but my god you have a definite talent." I inwardly thanked Jeff. Even in such a weird thing, I loved the compliment.

I managed a few hours sleep before I woke up to the feel of someone pulling on my nipple rings. I looked up to see Jeff on one side and Jennifer on the other. "Hi. sweetie." Jennifer said. "Jeff wants to go home baby." Jennifer suddenly had taken on the motherly role. I was five years older but she was mothering me. I almost laughed but Jeff had a pissed off look, so I quickly dressed.

In the car during the drive home Jeff explained the look. "That woman is the biggest bitch I have ever met. All night long she kept telling me what to do. I think the only thing she really got off on was when we were all touching her. Maybe you eating her out, but I sure couldn't do anything to please her." Inwardly I was glad. "So how was her husband?"

"Nothing special," I waited a long time before I went on. "So maybe this sharing and swapping thing isn't all it is cracked up to be?"

"Probably not, but hell, I got off anyway and she did feel differently."

"How so?" I asked it with more than a little jealousy in my voice.

"She was quite an accomplished cocksucker." I almost laughed out loud. Her husband said she was awful, one of them was lying to me. Since I didn't have a cock of my own for her to suck, I really didn't care.

On Monday Jenn approached me almost as I entered the door. "Hello June," She said it in a regular voice. Then she switched to a whisper to add. "I enjoyed Friday night, but I feel like you got short changed."

"I'm fine," I said it in a normal voice since I didn't feel there was much to hide. I didn't want to discuss it but I also didn't feel anything we had said was a big deal either. Whispers just made it sound like a conspiracy.

"Well, I kind of owe you."

"No, we are fine hon honest." I tried to make it sound like something else if anyone happened by.

"I would just feel better if we were even." She smiled at me and it wasn't a motherly a smile as the one at her house had been.

"No, you don't need to feel that way, we are even now."

"I don't think you understand. We need to get this taken care of."

It suddenly dawned on me, she didn't just want to do it again, she wanted to do me." I smiled at the thought. I had absolutely no intention of making it with Jennifer, but I was flattered since Jeff had complained about her.

"No Jenn, we don't need to get anything taken care of. Jeff and I tried the sharing thing with you and Adam, but I don't think either of us wants to do it again."

"Oh, then why did Jeff call Adam at work to see if he enjoyed you? I can't imagine him doing that unless he wanted to do it again. That is unless he plan was to pimp you out."

"I guess that I should ask him." I said it smiling at her. No sense letting her know that I was upset.

"You do that hon, in the mean time you and I should find a little time to talk."

"I think I will hold off on the talk part."

"Well if Jeff is going to pimp you out, I might be interested myself. Adam knows I like a girl now and then."

"Like I said, I'll check it out with Jeff." I meant for it to end the conversation. Jenn took the hint. She did give me a knowing smile as she turned her back on me.

"Jenn cornered me tonight at work. Why the hell did you call Adam?"

"Don't talk to me like that." His tone and words just hit me wrong and I finally blew hot at him.

"Now you listen to me kid. When we are doing the sex thing, you can play tough guy but not when we are talking reality."

"I'll talk to you anyway I want bitch, and you will listen." With that he slapped me hard enough so that I tasted blood in my mouth. Without warning he hit me with his closed hand. The blow struck me in the eye.

"Now do we understand each other?" He was standing over me when he asked. I was crumpled up in the floor trying to cover my face.

"Yes, I understand. Don't hit me again."

"I only hit you because you made me. You do see that it is your fault for questioning me. You do see that don't you."

"Yes, I see that." I understood alright. Jeff walked into the living room to calm down. After he had gone, I went to the closet. From it I removed the snub nosed .38 colt that my dad had carried as an off duty weapon for years. I walked into the living room. Jeff stood to confront me, as he approached I shot him twice in the chest.

I looked down as he sighed then stopped breathing. "Now do you understand?"

the end.