3rd World Products, Book 16 (40 page)

This time Tanya came to straddle my knees as she stood before me, set her drink on the table, and said, “Your turn,” as she gracefully pointed an index finger at her bush.
 

Suits me. You bet. I leaned forward a bit and nibbled for a time until her knees wobbled and she groaningly lowered herself into my lap and onto me. Sliding all the way to the bottom with no resistance at all made her groan again and Tanya draped her arms over my shoulders as we kissed.
 

Turning her head to one side a bit, she rested her forehead on my left shoulder and whispered, “Gawd, I’ve missed this.”
 

After a flurry of little kisses on my neck and face, she sat straight and reached for her drink, taking care not to let the condensation dribble on us.
 

The entire scene, especially leading me by the dick and pointing at her bush, reminded me of things Selena had often done. Toni had picked them up from her, at first mimicking playfully and later doing those things as a matter of course in our lovemaking. Others had done those things, as well, but usually only after some time together.
 

Tanya’s efforts had raised a light sheen of sweat on her shoulders. I leaned forward and let the scent of her fill my head, then licked her shoulder and kissed the spot. Tanya giggled.
 

“When you licked me, your dick jumped inside me.”
 

Interesting. Selena and Toni had said the same thing.
 

“You taste good, ma’am.”
 

“I guess I must. Do it again.”
 

I sniffed and licked her other shoulder and she giggled again. “It seems to work every time.”
 

‘It seems to work every time’. Again, a similar statement.
 

Sitting back a bit, Tanya looked at me and said, “You’ve been very quiet, Ed.”
 

“Been thinking, ma’am.” Gauging her possible reactions, I decided to ask anyway and put up a screen to my right with Toni’s face on display. “Ever seen her before?”
 

Tanya froze and stared in shock, then stared at me as she asked, “
That’s
the ‘Toni’ you were talking about?!”
 

I nodded. “Yup.”
 

“But she’s a
lesbian!
”
 

“Not altogether true, ma’am. And she may be calling me back in a while.”
 

“
Calling you back?!
”
 

“Yup. I tried to reach her earlier. She didn’t answer, but her pad logged the call.”
 

“Her what?”
 

“Her datapad. It’s what we used before field screens.”
 

Tanya stood up so fast my dick made a popping noise as it left her and slapped my belly. “She’s calling
here?!
”
 

Okay, this kind of silly shit could go on for quite a while if I didn’t settle things down.
 

I asked, “What’s the problem? She’s an old friend of mine. Something reminded me of her earlier and I called her. Maybe she’ll call back, maybe not. Depends on what she’s doing, I guess. And if she’s home this week.”
 

“
What
reminded you of her?”
 

I thumbed at the corner of her living room and said, “Your music collection. I wondered if you’d enjoy the clubs in Gainesville. Thinking about them brought Toni to mind. We used to hit the Windmill together.”
 

Tanya’s face fell open. “
That’s
where I’ve seen you! Two years ago! You were the only man in the club!”
 

“Nope. The bartender was a guy.”
 

She waved a dismissal. “He was working. You came in with eight women besides Toni. What was that about?”
 

“We ran into some ladies I knew outside. They have a lawn care business near the college. Let’s get back to why this is all such big news to you. Is there a problem?”
 

Chapter Twenty-five
 

Watching her reactions, at least one possible problem occurred to me. Her hubby Martin had been alive back then and she’d been at a lesbian bar in Gainesville. How much did I want to know about how that came to be?
 

No automatic conclusions; sometimes straight women — especially married ones — hit the gay bars in packs for birthday parties and such. They feel more comfortable in places where male barflies won’t hit on them and if hubby finds out where they partied, he won’t get too worried.
 

On the other hand, Tanya seemed to know Toni at least on sight and possibly personally. Since Toni’s taste in women was much like mine, it seemed likely she’d made a pass at Tanya. Had it been a successful pass?
 

I repeated, “Is there a problem, Tanya? There shouldn’t be. Toni and Selena and I shared a condo for a while. We played together for years, so if you’ve played with Toni, too, it wouldn’t exactly come as a big shock to me.”
 

Eyeing me as if seeing a Martian, Tanya nonetheless managed to say, “Uh… no, I guess it wouldn’t.” After fidgeting for a moment, she came back to the table, scooped up her drink, and slugged most of it down in a couple of gulps.
 

Tanya’s gaze was somewhere else entirely for a time as she stood holding her glass in front of me. My touching her hip made her startle. I caressed her thigh, then leaned forward to kiss it. As I straightened, I saw she’d watched me with a level of wariness.
 

This was annoying. I stood up and embraced her. Kissed her lightly. She was tense. I rubbed her shoulders, then let my hands fall away and picked up my drink. Sipping it, I regarded her thoughtfully for a time, which seemed to annoy her.
 

She asked, “What?”
 

“Just wondering.”
 

Tanya almost snapped at me, “Wondering what? Whether I slept with Toni?”
 

“Nope. I’m wondering why it’s such a big deal to you. I slept with her too. And Selena. And sometimes I was smack in the middle of it all, so whether you slept with her isn’t really a very meaningful issue, is it?”
 

“Not to you, maybe. To me it is. Was.” She sighed, “
Is. Damn.
”
 

I shrugged and said, “Well, it’s obviously bugging the hell out of you, so explain. We have all night.”
 

Sipping the last of her drink, Tanya seemed to consider things for a time, then she looked at her glass and said, “Sure. Why not? Let me get a refill.”
 

She turned to the sink, set her glass down, picked up the bourbon bottle, and then turned back to me. “Wait. You said you were ‘smack in the middle of it’. What does that mean?”
 

“Many things. It depended on which woman was in front of me at the time. Both loved to be nibbled. One loved to have her breasts fondled and sucked. The other, not so much. She was into long kisses and stroking. One loved to have me come in her mouth. The other loved playing with my dick, but she gagged on the stuff and never let it happen again after the first time. She’d frantically wave for the other one to take over when she knew I was close. I was their tool, their toy, and their friend. We had good times until life after college split us up.”
 

“Life after college?”
 

“Sel got a really good job and had to move. Toni and I looked after the condo until it sold, but Toni’s more into girls and we’ve sort of drifted apart the last few years. We’d get together a few times a year, but that’s all. And the last time I got the impression she felt like she was cheating on her girlfriend, even though her girlfriend knew we’d be together that weekend.”
 

“Why wasn’t her girlfriend with you?”
 

“Holiday stuff. Family stuff.”
 

“Maybe she never found out.”
 

I shook my head. “Nope. She knew ‘cuz she specifically told me to do whatever we used to do together. Bonnie hated leaving Toni at home that weekend. Then she kissed me, and it wasn’t a peck on the cheek. You have to realize; Bonnie’d
never
kissed me before. Never in any manner. She
grinned and patted the front of my jeans and told me to keep her Toni warm.”
 

With a shrug, I said, “She didn’t consider me a threat. A
toy
, maybe, and a friend, yes, but definitely
not
a threat.”
 

“Is Toni still with her?”
 

“As of last month, yeah.”
 

“Last month?! I thought we were talking a year or two.”
 

“Don’t know why. I never said that. Toni had a problem with her hot tub. I fixed it. We all spent the afternoon lounging around with beer and pizza.”
 

Tanya studied me for a moment, then turned to the counter and began assembling her drink. I noticed my drink was nearly gone and stood up to fix a new one. Tanya glanced at me a few times, but said nothing until she’d sipped her new drink.
 

Sitting down, she said, “Ed, something’s bothering me.”
 

I looked her up and down and said, “Well, you’re not sitting on your cell phone, so it must be something else.”
 

“Funny. You just told me a couple of things in passing that I might not have told anyone ever.”
 

“For instance?”
 

“Like that one of the women loved having you… I couldn’t believe you said that.”
 

“I didn’t tell you which one and it was in context with the explanation. You asked, I answered.”
 

“Is this how you’ll talk about me someday?”
 

Moving to stand by her chair, I said, “Probably, but I won’t name names. Never do.”
 

Rolling her eyes, Tanya said, “Well, I know it was either Selena or Toni, don’t I?”
 

“But not which, and you never will unless Toni tells you. Which I doubt she will unless the two of you are taking turns with it.”
 

Tanya had been sipping when I’d said that. She coughed and a light spray of bourbon hit my dick. I tore off a couple of paper towels and handed her one, then used the other on myself.
 

When she’d stopped choking, I said, “In other words, the topic wouldn’t come up without good reason.”
 

With an ‘
are you nuts?
‘ expression, Tanya asked, “You thought you had a good reason for telling me that a minute ago?”
 

“Oh, you bet, ma’am. Ever since I first mentioned Toni, I’ve had the distinct impression things were right on the edge. Like I might get dumped instantly if I said the wrong thing. I don’t know what spooked you or why, but at times like this I just tell it like it is. Or
was
, anyway. You asked what being in the middle meant and I answered as best I could.”
 

And, as ever, if you speak of the devil, you’ll get an answer. I received a ping from Toni’s pad. Putting up a screen, I kept it aimed only at my face and shoulders as I said, “Hi, Toni. I was just thinking about you earlier.”
 

She grinned and pretended to peek beyond the bottom of the screen as she asked, “Is that why you’re naked?”
 

“Well, no, ma’am. Sorry. I have company and I was wondering if you still hit the clubs. Is the Windmill still a good place?”
 

She quipped, “Only if you like lesbians,” then rolled her eyes and sighingly added, “And you do, so that could have been a lot funnier with someone else.”
 

“Yes’m, I suppose so. But that’s all right. I got your meaning. Still no rap crap?”
 

Toni shook her head. “No rap. The owner won’t allow it. You remember Anita?”
 

“Big, always smiling, you never knew if she was glad to see you or thinking of where to hide the body?”
 

Toni laughed, “Yeah, that’s her. She bought the place. She liked you, Ed. Everybody thought
that
was pretty damned weird.”
 

Tanya stood up behind the screen as I said, “Well, there’s no accounting for taste, ma’am.”
 

Seeing a reverse image of Tanya’s face made Toni’s eyes get big, then squint thoughtfully.
 

She said, “I know you. Tawney, is it?”
 

Tanya said, “You’re close. It’s Tanya.”
 

Snapping her fingers, Toni said, “Now I remember. Your old man was sick. How’s he doing?”
 

Rather lamely, Tanya replied, “Uh… He’s dead.”
 

Looking somewhat stricken, Toni said in a softer voice, “Aw, jeez. Talk about putting your foot in it. I’m sorry, Tanya. Ed, help me out here, will ya?”
 

I shrugged. “Okay. He’s been dead for a year and she’s been happily using me without mercy for two days, so it can’t be all that sensitive an issue. Feeling better yet?”
 

“Maybe, if she’s really using you without mercy.”
 

“Yup. Like you
used
to, ma’am. Way back when.”
 

“Last month is way back when?”
 

“Hey, it feels like way back when to me. You almost ruined me, sweetie. I thought I’d
never
find another bedroom goddess like you until Tanya came along and saved me.”
 

Tanya snickered and sipped her drink.
 

Rolling her eyes, Toni said to Tanya, “See? That’s how he is. Talking to two women, he’ll find a way to compliment both of them in the same breath.
And
make them laugh about it.” Looking at me, she snapped, “And don’t call me ‘sweetie’. It makes me feel all cute and cuddly and I’m supposed to be a dyke.”