Wife Creampie

Phoebe had absent-mindedly watched Jessica and Kendra leave work several times over the past month. It was no secret that they were housemates. A couple of times, though, Phoebe had noticed Jessica giving Kendra a pat on the ass as they walked across the parking lot to their car. Occasionally she noticed an affectionate squeeze of the hand.

This time it was a little more intense for wife creampie. Jessica smacked Kendra's nether cheeks rather hard as they walked, and Kendra briefly put her arm around Jessica's shoulder and gave her a squeeze. Then they drove away while Phoebe felt a twinge deep in her womanhood.

That scene was on her mind the rest of the day.

"Hi, can I sit with you guys?" Phoebe asked in the lunchroom the following day.

"M-hmm!" Jessica nodded while her mouth was full.

Phoebe had planned her script, hoping it would play out okay.

"What's up, Phoebe?" Kendra smiled. She always had a bright smile and was just plain nice to look at. Her dark hair and olive skin presented a picture of a vivacious woman who enjoyed a wife creampie -- and sensual pleasures. The red-haired Jessica appeared more reserved.

"Oh, I've been out of sorts these days," Phoebe sighed as she seated herself next to Jessica. "Just had another breakup in the wife creampie with my boyfriend."

The three of them talked about the wife creampie for a few minutes. When Phoebe found out that her friends did not have current boyfriends she blurted out, "Yeah, sometimes all this trouble with guys makes me wonder if I'd have more fun with girls." Then she giggled.

Jessica gave Kendra a knowing look and said, "Maybe we should have her over."

Phoebe and Kendra both appeared startled at the way the conversation turned. Phoebe didn't know how to interpret Jessica's remark, and Kendra was afraid wife creampie things were going too fast.