6 Times a Day

Susan finally disengaged. She switched the topic back to Suzanne's trip, asking, "When will you be back?"

"Oh, I don't know. Dinner time. By the way, speaking of husbands, what do you think you'll do when Ron comes back? Isn't he going to come back for Christmas?"

Susan looked down sadly at her ring-less finger again. "Well, when Ron visited last month, he said it was because he wasn't certain he'd be here for the Holidays. Knock on wood, he may not. I hope and pray. But whenever he comes back, I know there are going to be big changes. I may have to move out and get a job. I can't keep living a lie. If he insists on trying to touch me, I might even have to confess that I have a young lover."

"Oh, come on," Suzanne sniffed dismissively. "He's gay. He'll be glad not to have to touch you, if you don't touch him."

"Perhaps. But who knows? Do I tell him that I know he's gay by then, or do I wait? So many questions, especially relating to divorce. I don't want to think about that right now. I have so many other worries on my mind. For instance..."

Susan was thinking more out loud than anything, but just in time she realized her next thought was about Suzanne. She came to an abrupt stop. She was glad that she was facing away from Suzanne to make the coffee, because her face got very red.

Suzanne looked at her curiously. "What is it? You can tell me. Something about your cutie Tiger, I assume?"

"No, not about him for once. Something else." Susan was so embarrassed that she wanted to run and hide under a rock, but she was only making matters worse with her shy look.

Suzanne raised an eyebrow, staring with intense curiosity. "What?"

"I can't say," Susan said, blushing more and making Suzanne even more curious.

"Ah, come on. I'm your best friend. You can't keep secrets from me. I'll tickle it out of you if you do," she added in a sing-song voice.

That just got Susan even redder, as she imagined Suzanne tickling her, then holding her, then doing very sexual things to her. To make matters worse, the coffee was done, so she had to turn around and give a cup to Suzanne. She did so, but kept her head down and blatantly avoided eye contact.

When she turned, her huge boobs swung around wildly inside her shirt and then kept on wobbling. She thought, Damn you, nipples! Why are you so damn super sensitive all the time? That's fine when Tiger's around, but not now! Not now!

A curious Suzanne suggested, "Talk about it in the abstract. Pretend you're talking about someone else. That makes it easier."

Still blushing and looking away, Susan started, "Okay." She steeled herself with a deep sigh. "I have this friend. Jill. Jill has a problem. She has a daughter and a best friend, and a best friend's daughter. And a most wonderful son. And the thing is, lately they've all started kissing each other. Not just the studly son, but all the women kissing each other too! On the lips, no less."

She sighed again. "And it's great. The problem is, Jill is really, really liking it. Just this morning, she told me, she seriously made out with her own daughter! While they were both naked! I'm worried. Is Jill a lesbian? Is it wrong to feel these things? Is it a sin? Is she taking advantage of her friends and family for her own perverse sexual urges? What would they think? What would God think? What would her best friend think?"

Susan shyly looked up at Suzanne's face to see how Suzanne was taking it, and then quickly looked away. That set her unsupported tits swinging again, and that made her bite her lip.

Suzanne smiled softly, and that made Susan feel a little bit better.

Suzanne thought, Awww. How cute. This is one reason why I love Susan so much. She manages to remain so good and innocent, even while discussing how she has become completely sex-obsessed. She decided to play along. "Tell your friend Jill that I know her best friend. Her name is, uh, Janet. Dammit! Janet fooled around with other women in college and Jill knows that, doesn't she?"

"I guess I do. I mean, uh, I guess she does. She was told that a very long time ago. I think Jill hasn't really been thinking clearly lately, and that totally slipped her mind."

"Well, Janet did fool around. A lot. So that already tells you that Janet doesn't find lesbian relations a problem at all. You know that Janet goes to church sometimes, and she doesn't think that love between women is a sin or immoral at all. Besides, most women are naturally bisexual to some extent or another."

"Really?" Susan was so surprised she briefly made eye contact, but then shyly looked away again.

"Certainly. God made us that way so we'd be more eager to take part in threesomes and moresomes with naturally superior males such as Alan." Suzanne thought that was a load of bull, but she knew Susan would eat it up.

"Well, that makes sense," Susan said. That line of argument definitely hit home for her, since she was a big believer in fate and destiny.

"Sure it does," Suzanne added with a firm nod. "There's nothing wrong with female bisexuality. It's a totally different thing from out-and-out lesbianism, so you don't need to worry about that. What are you going to do when Sweetie wants you to take part in a threesome? Are you going to chicken out?"

"No, of course not. You know that I sucked his cock along with Angel yesterday. I'm okay with things like that, just as long as there's no, you know... no vaginal penetration."

"Then you might want to practice being more intimate with women, so you can pleasure him that much better. There's nothing wrong or immoral about that. It's about being a better big-titted sex toy mommy for him. Everyone will love that."

"Like this morning," Susan said with relief, gladly seizing on that justification. "Angel and I kissed and fondled each other for a long time, but it doesn't really count as a lesbian thing since we were doing it to get and keep him hard. Right?"

"Exactly! And don't worry about enjoying it; that's all a key part of doing a good job making him happy. The problem is when people hide their urges and bottle them up, and repress them. That's what's wrong." Suzanne twirled her fingers in her dark red hair innocently, aware that doing so would tempt Susan all the more.

"Really? You mean that?" Susan finally looked her friend in the eyes with hope and relief. "So you're not mad at, uh, Jill?"

Suzanne smiled even wider, happy with how the conversation was going and also still amused at the continuing "Janet and Jill" pretense. "No. Janet's not mad at Jill. You already told me, I mean, Jill already told Janet that she had feelings for her. To be honest, Janet finds Jill attractive too. Very, very attractive. Lately she's even been thinking some very horny thoughts about all the things she wants to do with Jill." She upped the scratchy sexiness of her voice while lowering the volume. "Jill is very curvy and sexy and kissable and busty and, well, all-around HOT."

To drive the point home, Suzanne let one of her hands slowly and seductively wander to her own cleavage. She began to gently trace her fingers in the deep, open valley between her voluminous breasts. She was thinking she could be a little late in meeting Xania in L.A.

"Don't say that!" Susan cried out. Her pussy began to pulse with excitement. She crossed her legs and squeezed her thighs to try and make the feeling go away. She was so aroused, she was convinced she could feel the tips of her nipples pulsing too. She regretted bringing the topic up when she was already so horny, especially since Alan left this morning without giving her her usual morning mouthful of his cum to savor in his absence. But then again, lately it would have been hard to find a time when she wasn't horny.

Suzanne reached out and tenderly touched the top of Susan's hand. "But it's true. Janet loves Jill very much. And there are many ways to express that love. Physical ways, even. Now, if it was just the two of them, one might call that lesbianism. But if they're both big-titted sluts for a certain studly teenage boy, then it's okay. They can get intimate with each other to help him cum six times a day... or even more if he needs to. Even when he's not around, it's probably good if they practice."

Susan felt her knees begin to buckle. She had to grab hold of the counter to support herself. She felt glad there was a counter between her and Suzanne or she wouldn't have been able to resist the temptation to rush into her friend's arms. "Oh no! Oh dear. I don't know what's worse. If you agreed with what I said or if you disagreed. Either way is so scary." Her eyes were wide with a mixture of fear and surprise.

She asked in a very shy and frightened voice, "What if I want to kiss you for me, just because I love you, and not for Tiger or to help him out?"

Suzanne reached to the counter edge where Susan's hands had withdrawn, and held Susan's hands in hers. She looked intensely into her best friend's eyes. "Susan. I love you. I'd love you no matter what you do. We've been friends too long to stop now. If you wanted to make love to a goat, I'd even support you in that. Wait. Let me take that back. I'd think you'd have to be fuckin' nuts to want to do that and I would find a way to get you to stop, but we'd still be friends. No matter what. Right?"

Tears rolled down Susan's cheeks as she was overcome by the love that radiated from Suzanne. She rushed around the counter and threw herself into Suzanne's arms. They hugged each other tightly. "Suzanne! I love you so much! You're closer than a sister. Jill is so lucky to have Janet as a friend."

Suzanne felt her heart soar with love. "Janet's just as lucky to know Jill. You're just about the best thing that ever happened to me all these long, lonely years before Alan's 'problem', not counting having Brad and Amy."

They held each other in an emotional embrace for several minutes.

Susan had her head nuzzled into Suzanne's neck. Finally she looked up into Suzanne's eyes, and said, "So you don't think I'm a freak if I have these... lesbian urges?"

"Here's what I think about that." Suzanne grabbed Susan by the back of her head and kissed her on the lips. This wasn't the first time they'd kissed that way, but their previous times, as great as they were, paled in comparison to the intensity of this kiss. Susan had opened her mouth to gasp, making it easy for Suzanne's tongue to penetrate.

The kiss went on for many minutes as their tongues delightfully battled each other. They were left gasping for air. The coffee was long forgotten, and the "Jill and Janet" pretense was as well.

"Wow," Susan exclaimed as they finally broke away. She kidded, "I take it that means you're okay with it."

"You might say that," Suzanne replied wryly. "I think we need to resume our hello and goodbye kiss greetings, don't you?"

"Yeah!" Susan laughed. They stared happily into each others' eyes.

Then Susan spoke out loud more to herself than to Suzanne, "How long did I put those kisses on hold? One evening? No, I kissed Brenda last night, so not even that. I'm so hopeless. But what will the psychologist think? As if I'm not gonna come across as enough of a nympho freak already! This is so weird for me, the former Ms. Prude of the World. Xania is gonna order me locked up for sure!"

"No. It's not like that," Suzanne said sweetly. "You can tell her all about this. Xania does a lot of counseling for gay and lesbian couples. She's totally fine with these things. She'll be very pleased to see that you're finally getting in touch with your true feelings. After all, it's not like you're becoming a lesbian; you're just appreciating both sexes. Do you think you'll ever stop wanting to suck your son's cock?"

Susan snorted with laughter. "Are you kidding me?! No way!" She showered Suzanne's face with a series of affectionate pecks.

Suzanne did likewise and then replied, "So there's no problem, and you know he's only gonna love the bisexual action. Look. I wish we could talk about this much more, but I really have to run. I'm expected in L.A. already."

She thought to herself, That's too damn true. I wish I could stay here and get seriously passionate with her. She's so ripe and ready! This is so fucking incredible! Unbelievable! Everything in my larger plan for the Plummer family is going so great. But I can't keep Xania waiting too long. Everything has to go perfectly tomorrow so Susan can get through that appointment more sexually open-minded and ready to play than ever before. Then she and I are going to fuck each other to kingdom come. Or maybe to the kingdom of cum, hee-hee! Well, when I'm not fucking Sweetie or Angel, that is! Hee-hee-hee!

Loving and fucking, and fucking and loving, with such lovable people. I feel like I'm getting back in control of things, especially after wowing Sweetie with anal sex last night. Somebody pinch me. This is too good!

They had one more goodbye French kiss session at the front door before Suzanne had to leave. Suzanne slid her hands under Susan's loose shirt and had fun with Susan's braless boobs. That soon got Susan so aroused that she tried to do the same with Suzanne's bra-supported rack.

But just when Suzanne more or less extricated herself from Susan and put a hand on the door, Susan said plaintively, "Please! Don't go!"

Suzanne stopped and turned back.

Susan continued, "Please. I need reassurance. We just had some pretty sexy moments, but can we still just be friends too? I'd feel reassured if we could spend some time without kissing or touching. That would be so very important to me. Besides, we do have to do our daily exercises. If you go, I'll be too weak willed to do it by myself. Then I'll get all flabby and ugly and Tiger won't want me to suck his cock anymore."

Suzanne chuckled at that. "That is so untrue. First off, you're never gonna get 'flabby and ugly.' I won't let you, and even if I wasn't around, your genetics won't let you. And I can guarantee he will NEVER tire of you sucking his cock!"

"Maybe so." Susan held both of Suzanne's hands. "But please don't go! Can't you leave after a short workout?"

Suzanne looked deeply into Susan's eyes. I love her so much! She's just so damned lovable. When she looks at me like this so needfully, how can I ever tell her no? Besides, Xania can wait a little while. I'll tell her I got stuck in traffic.

"Okay. Twist my arm."

"Yeay! Suzanne, you're the best friend in the world!" She hugged her tightly, but she was careful to leave it at just a hug. She was sincere about simply wanting some platonic time with Suzanne.