Jack carried Lily up the stairs and dropped her on the bed. Patsy the cat, who had been snoozingon the quilt by the footboard, leaped from the bed and stalked off, offended.
Jack laughed. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a reason to kick ole Patsy outta bed.” Shelooked down at Lily as she lay on the bed, and Lily felt her eyes on her almost as if they were hands. “Sobeautiful.”
“Thank you.”
“And I even kinda like that dress. You know, I used to have a bad crush on my Sunday schoolteacher.” Jack sat on the side of the bed and pulled off her cowboy boots, then leaned over Lily and kissedher.
It had been so long since Lily had felt the weight of another woman on her, another body pressinginto her own. Without even thinking, she wrapped her right leg around Jack’s waist.
“Mmm,” Jack purred. “Let me help you with that dress.” Slowly, methodically, Jack undid eachbutton from calf to waist, then from neckline to waist. When Lily’s underwear had been cast aside, Jacksaid “beautiful” and leaned over her.
“Wait.” Lily had become suddenly aware that Jack was still wearing her coveralls, looking morelike she was about to deliver a calf than make love. “Aren’t you gonna undress?”
“Oh, I forgot.” Jack stood up and unceremoniously shucked off her coveralls. She looked self-conscious for a moment, standing there in a white tank undershirt and a pair of plain white briefs. “Theshirt, too?” she asked.
“Uh-huh.”
Jack pulled off the undershirt and stood before Lily, all rippling biceps and strong thighs. Herbreasts were small and high, and her stomach was tautly muscled — not from the machines at a gym, butfrom hard work. “Wow,” Lily sighed.
“Ah, nothin’ special.” Jack’s freckled cheeks reddened— adorably, Lily thought.
“Are you kidding, woman? If you lived in Atlanta, you’d have to beat the dykes off with a softballbat. Come here.”
Lily shuddered as Jack’s skin met her own. Jack was a strong lover, skillful yet passionate. Herhands were everywhere, on Lily’s breasts, belly, thighs, stroking so many surfaces that Lily wondered ifJack had a couple of extra pairs of hands she kept hidden from view.
When Jack entered Lily, she took her quickly to orgasm, then waited inside her a few moments,and took her again. Lily clutched the headboard and bit the pillow to stop the scream that she felt buildingup in her throat. After her third climax, she gasped, “We’re gonna have to take it easy a minute. I thinkI’m losing brain cells here.”
Jack slowly withdrew her hand. “Well, why don’t we try this instead?” Jack threw the quilt over