Baumgartner generations: Janie

“Listen to me.” Ronnie tilted my chin up, forcing me to look at her with tearful eyes. “I love you. And I love you enough to let you go, if I have to. If it’s what will make you happy, I’m okay with that. Whatever you decide.”

“He isn’t going to want me to be with you,” I wailed, sniffling.

She rocked me gently, kissing my cheek. “But doesn’t he have an open marriage with his wife?”

I gave a short, little laugh. “She wants a divorce.”

“What?” Ronnie exclaimed.

I sighed. “When she found out he was seeing me, she said she wanted a divorce.”

“But…why?”

I shrugged. “Mostly because I think she realized she was a lesbian.”

“Oh…” Ronnie blinked. “Well I suppose that’s a pretty good reason.”

“But I have a feeling Josh isn’t going to want to do it again,” I said. “You know, the whole open relationship thing.”

“You’re probably right.” Her look, so sad, broke my heart. I couldn’t do this. I just couldn’t. “When are you going to tell him?”

“I don’t know.” I looked at my wrist, pretending to glance at a fake watch.

“Quarter after never?”

“You have to tell him, sweetie,” she reasoned.

My lip quivered and I shook my head. “I’m so afraid of losing him. Or losing you.”

“You’re more likely to lose him by keeping it from him than you are by being honest.” It was great advice. But…

“That’s easy to say…” I shrugged. “Not so easy to do.”

“If he loves you as much as TJ loves me, then he’ll understand,” she assured me.

“You may have to make some sort of compromise…but you won’t lose him.”

“I hope you’re right.” I turned my face up to hers and she kissed me, her lips soft and warm and wet from the bath. “Because I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“You’re so sweet.” She kissed me again, deeper this time, her tongue fluttering against mine, making my senses come alive. I wrapped my arms around her neck, our bodies wet and slippery as we rocked together in the water.

“Would you lick me before you go?” Ronnie whispered, glancing toward the door.

I knew it was locked. Looking down, I saw her hand moving under the water between her thighs. “I can’t seem to get enough lately.”

I smiled, sliding down between her legs, the water making it easy to lift her hips in my hands. She grabbed onto the sides of the tub, her belly rising out of the water as she floated, buoyed by me, and I leaned in to lick her. Her pussy was clean-tasting, sweet, as I began to suck on her clit.

“Oh sweetie,” she murmured, arching her hips up. “That’s so good.” God, she was so smooth, so soft, my tongue slipping easily between the slick folds of her flesh, my hands gripping her rocking hips. Her clit felt hard under my flickering tongue, and every sigh and moan she gave made my own pussy ache.

“Oh Janie!” she gasped, her whole body quivering, one hand going to my hair to press my mouth against her cunt. “Make me come! Yes! Yes!” It was that quick. Her hips rolled in my hands, her body shifting in the water, and I focused right at the center of her pleasure, my mouth closed over her mound, making her thighs tremble. I could see the muscles there flexing as she began to climax, drawing her knees up and back and giving her pussy to me entirely.

“Oh god, oh god,” she whimpered, sinking into the bath as she gave into her orgasm, and I had no choice but to follow her, closing my eyes and holding my breath, still sucking at her clit until she stopped shivering.

I came up with a gasp and she laughed, grabbing me and kissing me hard. “You are such a good girl,” she whispered, sliding her hand down to cup my aching mound.

“Want me to return the favor?”

“Let’s turn on the jets,” I suggested, grinning, and she reached over and hit the button, her eyes bright. She’d taught me this trick, and it was hard to resist availing myself of the pleasures of the hard, pulsing water against my pussy any time I was in this tub.

“Wanna go for a ride with me?” She swung her legs over the side and positioned her pussy against one of the jets. I couldn’t believe she was ready to go again so quickly, but I shouldn’t have been surprised-pregnancy hadn’t just expanded her body, it had swollen her libido as well.

“Let’s race,” I teased, swinging both my legs over, too, moaning softly as the hard, pulsing spray opened my pussy lips under the water. I rolled my hips, focusing the throbbing heat on my clit.

“On your mark,” Ronnie murmured, her head going back, her dark hair floating in the water. “Get set…”

“Ohhhh!” I gasped when she reached over and hit the button again, making the jets pulse even faster, harder.

“Go!” she cried, rolling her hips and riding the spray. The water in the tub, already high, splashed over the edge, but neither of us cared.

I spread my thighs wide, gripping the edge of the tub and rocking fast, faster, the water pounding against my pussy, making my belly and ass clench in sweet anticipation. It was going to be a very short race-the finish line wasn’t far away at all.

Ronnie glanced over at me, her eyes only half-open, as she moaned, “So close, baby…”