Harem

... After observing Persephone for some weeks Ami was positive she was very near sighted. How she managed the majority of the time Ami didn't know but she read by holding the book six inches or less from her face.

... After her surgery, Ami was taking an imposed brake from exercise. (During the first days after her surgery, a coffee cup seemed to weigh a hundred pounds. She had to read off The Net because she couldn't hold a book for long.) She'd added some novels to her reading collection but in the afternoons she and Persephone were in the library as usual with their tomes. "Persephone? Gosh, is there something shorter I can call you?"

... "No."

... "Okay. I know you don't like people messing in your business but You can't beat me up, I'm convalescing." Persephone smiled in spite of herself. "Do you have glasses or contacts somewhere?"

... Persephone shut down but Ami would not be denied and they'd become friends. "No."

... "Why not?"

... "Never been checked."

... "Never but ... I'm sorry. Jason would take you to an optometrist wouldn't he?"

... "I already owe Jason too much to ever repay."

... "But you're going blind."

... "No, I'm not. I stopped squinting a couple years ago. I just accept what I can't see and I always wear shades in the sun."

... "Okay, you're not going blind, but you're already pretty close to blind."

... Persephone shrugged. "You're not going to talk to him are you?" Persephone shook her head and continued reading (with her nose literally in the book).

... A few days later, when she thought of the answer she berated herself for not thinking of it sooner. The down side was, she would have to explain things to Jason. She'd learned that coming into Jason's sphere opened you up for one of his ideas.

... She placed his coffee mug on his desk and waited. "Thank you."

... She continued waiting. Normally he would kiss her along with the thank you. Most of the time he kissed her stomach, which was at about his mouth level. This morning he appeared to be thinking of something else. Eventually he turned and looked up at her. His gaze stopped at her breasts. "Do they still hurt?"

... The bruises had turned almost black. "No, they look worse then they feel."

... His hands touched her breasts, caressed them actually. His hands were strong, soft and certain. She remembered why she had been falling in love with him. He gently caressed her breasts all over: sides, tops, undersides. One hand slid behind her and brought her closer to him.

... His tongue, ever so gently, touched her erect nipple. (She wasn't aroused, her nipples were erect because he liked them that way. They were erect twenty four-seven now and would remain so for the rest of her life.) His tongue was soft and warm. If felt good against her skin, as did his breath but she had to keep from smashing his head against the desk.

... She would never fall in love with him again.

... He began to really work on her breasts. It was the first time he'd touched them since the surgery. She supposed he should enjoy them, he'd paid for them, they now matched his design specifications. Unfortunately they were still attached to her body. Which meant the nerve endings went to her brain.

... She tried to forget just who was sucking on her breasts. (Was he trying to give her a hicky? Just what she needed. Could you give a girl a hicky on the aureole? ) Even though he seemed intent on sucking most of one breast into his mouth his hands never stopped caressing them.

... Did he want to take her right there? It would be her first naked cock but she wasn't sure it was a good idea yet. She checked to see if he was getting excited, he wasn't. Did she want him to take her right there? She wanted that naked cock experience. If she started to talk to him about Persephone now it would ruin his mood. Maybe so much so that he might punish her for it or might deny Persephone out of spite.

... She'd wait until he was done. (Would he mind if she closed her eyes and imagined some one else?)

... She was surprised Jason hadn't known about Persephone's vision problem. (Had she come to believe his propaganda that he was omniscient?) He didn't let on but she was sure she was reading him right. If it had been someone else she might have gotten away with just letting him know about the problem but she explained how Persephone didn't want to ask Jason for anything. That much he knew.

... It would be necessary to fool Persephone into going out for something else. And as soon as she said it she sensed a change. She'd spent a ridiculously large part of the night trying to imagine what Jason would want in return for this "favor". (Her cover story was that she was desperate for a walk on the beach-some of the pictures in the photo book showed her living near the beach.) She had nothing to give him so it would have to be an act and anything he wanted them to do he told them and they did it. (If he said "jump" they wouldn't have wasted time asking, "how high" until they were on the way up.)

... So Ami figured the key to the act he would demand of her would be that she would have to do it willingly and it would be something she didn't want to do. (She'd already done so many things she didn't want to she was hard pressed to imagine something new.) And true to another theory Ami had, Jason was ready with his price.

... "Sure, no problem. You and Persephone can go as soon as you give Gina an orgasm, in the garden, with every one watching."

... (The Bastard!) He must have seen how shocked she was by Cheryl and Gina's performance. She and the trio of girls from the dorm met in the shower every morning. They washed each other's back and more intimate parts. It had taken a week or two for Ami to relax enough but she now had an orgasm most every morning and she returned the favor but ... she barely knew what she was doing and the situation counted for a lot. Doing Gina, on stage if you will, before everybody, in a non-conducive environment, was going to be something else and Gina was the oldest and most experienced of the girls (and Jason would probably warn her).

... After her swim that morning Gina lay out on the chase lounge. Jason must have spoken to her, she was wearing a tiny, tie on, G string that fit tightly over her mound of Venus. (But hadn't Jason already distributed today's "clothes" before Ami had spoken to him? Of course he could have a dozen G strings like that in his pocket and still fit his wallet and keys in there too.)

... Gina rolled onto her stomach and Ami went into action. She sat down next to Gina, "Can I rub some lotion on your back?"

... "Of course dear." Gina handed Ami the lotion, untied and removed her G string in one continuous motion. (Oh yeah, Jason had spoken to her.) So Gina would be on her guard, on the defensive if you will. Well Ami would just have to put her in the mood.

... Ami poured some lotion between Gina's shoulder blades and began to work it in. The months of swimming and boxing had strengthened her arms and she gave Gina the message of Ami's life.

... After maybe twenty minutes, Ami worked her way down. She kneaded Gina's ass, rubbing her clit against the chair (she hoped). Then Ami worked on GinaÕs thighs and calves. She worked these muscles and worked them. The plan was to relax Gina so much she would forget to resist later. Ami thought she about had Gina to the optimal relaxed state. She tested this by massaging the bottoms of Gina's feet, no giggles, no ticklish reactions. Yeah, Gina was relaxed.

... Ami worked her way back up Gina's legs. She poured some lotion on Gina's lower back and began working it down. She slipped her finger between Gina's cheeks and worked lotion into her anus. Gina moaned softly and her legs slowly spread, giving Ami more access.

... Ami worked lotion down over Gina's labia, she saw how hair here could have been a problem. She slipped her finger between Gina's outer lips and gently rubbed in more lotion. She found Gina's clit and stroked it gently.

... Gina moaned again, her legs were now straddling the couch, giving Ami full access and everyone in the pool a clear view of Ami's work. While Gina moaned occasionally and moved her hips occasionally there didn't seem to be any build up in intensity. Ami slipped a finger into Gina's vagina and began searching for her G spot. Gina moaned some more. Ami rested her thumb on Gina's anus while searching.

... Gina seemed to be enjoying herself but she wasn't going anywhere. Ami used her other hand to caress Gina's clit (this was becoming a coordination problem). More moans, no progress. Ami began to think she'd spent too much time on the platonic massage, her hands were getting tired.

... Ami now understood why guys got tired, When stroking a guy's shaft you could use your upper and lower arm muscles, your wrist muscles or your finger muscles and as one group got tired you could shift to another. But on Gina, Ami was working a very small space at an awkward angle and her hands were beginning to cramp. That meant one thing.

... Ami repositioned herself behind Gina. She could smell the lotion and sunscreen. She knew Gina's nether regions were clean, she'd just gotten out of the pool if nothing else. Ami slowly lowered her tongue to Gina's anus.

... It wasn't bad, it just felt like skin. The lotion on the other hand, if she ever had to do this again she would either skip the lotion or find one that didn't taste awful. One thing she hadn't realized before was, unless you have an incredibly long tongue, its almost impossible to see what you're licking.

... Gina's vagina was perhaps an inch and a half farther down and Ami did her best to stimulate, lick and lap the whole way. She found Gina's hole by feel alone, she slipped her tongue into Gina's vagina and touched her nose to Gina's anus.

... Gina squealed and slipped away faster then Ami thought possible. "Nice try dear, but next time keep your nose out of my ass." Gina collected her stuff and went inside.

... Not everyone laughed but more then a few did. Ami was sure Jason was enjoying himself immensely. Well before Ami tried that again she was going to do some serious preparation. (No glasses for Persephone today.)