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May 21, 1999, 3:00:00 AM5/21/99

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One For All And ....
(Part Four)
by Ann Douglas

The scene shifted back to the boardroom
were several of the network executives were now
in various stages of undress, already engaged in
sexual acts. One of the female executives, a dark
haired thirty year old, was spread across the table,
her dress up around her waist, her legs spread
wide. Buried between those legs was the face of a
male executive. Kneeing beside that man was one
of the secretaries, her own mouth wrapped tightly
around the cock sticking out from his three
hundred dollar suit.
At the head of the table, the silver-gray
haired chairman of the board was also missing the
lower half of his high priced suit, his own cock
however was not as visible. Instead it was buried
in the red-haired mound of the second secretary
who was being mounted doggie style by the senior
executive.
At the head of the room, the narrator of
the film, who had also introducing the TV pilots,
was trying to ignore the spectacle before him. He
continued to tell about the last show on the
agenda. It began to run on the monitor as the
narrator threw up his hand in surrender and pulled
out his cock, sliding it into the mouth of the
redhead.

The boardroom image faded, replaced by
the kitchen of a small apartment. Standing at the
counter, her back to the camera, was a young
Hispanic woman in her twenties. Wearing a pair
of cut off shorts and a red and white striped tank
top, she was pouring herself a cup of coffee. As
she turned to face the camera, a second cup be
came visible on the counter. A smile crossed her
lips as she tasted the steaming liquid.
Another figure then entered the kitchen, a
light skinned brunette wearing a blue bathrobe.
Her tousled short hair gave added evidence that
she had just gotten out of bed. Pushing a lock of
loose hair away from her eyes, she accepted the
second cup of coffee. In a brief chat the new
arrival's name was revealed as Donna and the
coffee maker's as Modesta.
In no time at all, Donna’s robe fell opened,
revealing a soft body accented by small curving
mounds, the pink nipples of which were both hard
and visible. The cup at her lips was quickly
replaced by the equally hot lips of her companion.
With dazzling speed, the darker skinned
girl traced a wet path down from the brunettes lips
to her breast. The nipple of which quickly
disappeared between her lips.

"Oh my!" Stephanie gasped as she
watched the onscreen encounter advance to the
next stage. She had crossed the room to pick up
some more muchies, but had stopped in mid step
at the sight.
In no time at all, Modesta's attention
dropped below her companion’s waist. Stephanie
had seen women kiss each other on a few daring
television shows, had even seen them caress each
other’s breasts in an R rated film, but never had
she seen a woman performing oral sex on another
woman.
The camera zoomed in, giving a close up
view of Modesta’s tongue darting up and into the
pink recesses of Donna’s pussy. The picture was
so vivid that Stephanie could see the shiny layer of
nectar Modesta’s ministrations had produced.

‘God, could you ever imagine doing
something like that?" Stephanie asked, her eyes
never leaving the screen.

It took a few long seconds for her to
realize her friends hadn’t answered -- which she
found unusual. She couldn’t ever remember them
being at a loss for words!
"Could you ever imagine doing anything
like that?" she repeated, assuming they hadn’t
heard her.

The continued silence finally broke her
fixation on the screen. She turned her attention
back to Rachel. The look on her girlfriend’s face
was akin to that of a kid who’d been caught with
a hand in the cookie jar.

"You’re kidding!" Stephanie declared.
"Well, if you can be honest about Robby
McPherson, then I should be honest too." Rachel
admitted.
"I don’t believe it," Stephanie said. "I
think now you’re putting me on. Who have you
ever done it with?"

Rachel took a moment to think about her
answer. Stephanie expected Rachel to say some
distant friend, if anything. Instead the brunette
looked past the blond to the other end of the
couch.
Stephanie followed her line of sight, until
it stopped on an equally guilty face.
"Oh no, you had me going for a moment,"
Stephanie said, a touch of amusement in her tone.
"But now you’re stretching this a bit too far --
just a little bit over the top. That was almost as
good as that story you had me believing about
Tracy Conway last month.

Tracy Conway was a somewhat masculine
woman in her thirties who also worked in the Mall
at a sporting goods store. One night, following a
few hours of bar-hopping, the other girls had
convinced Stephanie that Tracy was female as the
result of a sex change operation. It took
Stephanie a week to discover it had been a joke.

Stephanie looked again at both of her
friends. Neither one of them were laughing this
time. Instead they shared a silent communication.

Without a word Penny got up from the
couch and walked past Stephanie. When she
reached Rachel, the young Asian woman reached
up and gently stroked her cheek. Then she pulled
the taller woman down to her level and kissed her
on the lips.
It was a soft kiss at first, the kind that one
friend might give another, no different than some
Stephanie herself had gotten. Then it became
more and more erotic, a melding of lips and eager
tongues. Rachel responded in turn, pressing hard
against the younger girl.
Stephanie was still trying to decide if this
was a gag when Penny pushed the game even
further. She slipped her hand up under Rachel’s
T-shirt and fondled the naked flesh beneath it.
Breaking the kiss, she pulled up the thin
material and planted kisses on Rachel’s now
exposed breasts as well. Mimicking Modesta’s
actions on the cable station, Penny slid her tongue
under Rachel’s erect nipple and guided it into her
mouth.

"Shit," Stephanie finally exclaimed in a
rush of air. "This isn’t a joke."

With that, the two lovers ended their
embrace and faced their friend. Their faces now
reflected a look of expectation.

Glancing back at the TV image, Stephanie
noted that the two woman were now locked in a
69 position, their mouths pressed tightly in each
other’s wet mounds. What truly startled her was
that, in her mind, instead of Donna and Modesta,
the forms she now saw pressed together were
those of Rachel and Penny.

"Is it really as much fun as it looks?" she
wondered out loud.
In reply, she felt a soft hand come to rest
on her shoulder.

"We’d be happy to show you if you’re
really interested." Rachel said. "The only reason
we never asked before is we weren’t sure of how
you’d react."
"Then why did you tell me now?"
Stephanie asked.
"Honestly, I’m not sure," Stephanie
laughed softly, trying to break the underlying
tension. "I didn’t plan it this way, it just seemed
the perfect time."

Stephanie thought about it for a brief
moment and decided that events had indeed made
this the perfect time. The wine, the conversation
they’d been having had put them all at ease with
what would normally have been a very awkward
subject.
"And if I thought that this wasn’t the sort
of thing for me?" Stephanie asked.
"Then I hope we’d just forget it all and
still be the same friends we all were 10 minutes
ago." Rachel replied.

Stephanie again looked past Rachel to
Penny. The younger girl hadn’t said a single word
since Stephanie’s revelation. She didn’t have to.
The look in her eyes and on her face was a
mixture of apprehension and lust.

"Well I’ve always said," Stephanie said,
placing her hand atop Rachel’s. "You should try
everything in life -- at least once."

She shifted her body ever so slightly, just
enough to bring herself face to face with Rachel.
Leaning forward, she pressed her lips against her.

It wasn’t the first time she had ever kissed
Rachel. There had been many occasions when she
kissed other girls, but never like this. The touch
of their lips now seemed electric. A warmth
spread throughout their bodies from that brief
contact. The kiss was at the same time both brief
and endless.
Still unsure of the situation, Rachel let
Stephanie take the lead. It wasn’t until the blond
kissed her a second time that Rachel began to
respond.
Stephanie closed her eyes and the passion
building within her take control. She pushed her
tongue into Rachel’s mouth, exploring the
softness of it’s mirror image.
Rachel took hold of Stephanie’s hands and
pressed them against her breasts. Tentatively, she
explored the material covered mounds. It was the
first time she had ever felt the softness of a
another woman’s breast, the hardness of erect
nipples.
As Stephanie continued to explore her
friends body, Rachel slid her own hands up and
down her friend’s back. She took hold of the
zipper of her dress and pulled it down, exposing
the flesh beneath it. She caressed that flesh,
running her nails across it.

The touch of a new hand caused Stephanie
to open her eyes. Penny now stood next to her as
well, a wide smile on her face. Stephanie shifted
her attention to the youngest of her friends and
kissed her too. A kiss equal in intensity to that
she had just given Rachel. To Stephanie’s delight,
the reaction she felt to it was also the same.
The three young women stood interlocked
in the center of the room, kissing, exploring each
others bodies, loosening clothing and searching
out the flesh beneath it.
"Maybe we should all just take a minute
and get comfortable." Rachel suggestion.
The other’s nodded their agreement, and
they all took a few steps back from each other.
Rachel was wearing the least so it took her only a
few seconds to drop her shirt and panties to the
floor. Standing naked in the center of the room
for the second time that night, she took a moment
to shut off the television. There was no longer any
need for it, not when a much more interesting
entertainment was about to commence.
Penny and Stephanie took only a little
longer. A small pile of clothes rested at each
girl’s feet, topped by undergarments of various
designs. Now they all stood naked, looking at
each other during an awkward pause.
Only a short time before, Stephanie had
felt a little strange looking at Rachel’s naked
body. Now she looked with a different eye. All of
them took a moment to look at each other.

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