Being sick sucks.
I could feel the cold coming on on Saturday night but I foolishly tried to convince myself that it was all part of my imagination like I would somehow want to imagine that I was sick.
By Sunday morning, I had the beginnings of a sore throat. I’d planned to go to the mall with some friends and to be honest, I still toyed with the idea of doing exactly that but I knew what was going on so in the end, I called my friends up and I cancelled out on the shopping excursion.
I suppose that should have been an indication of just how serious I took it because me canceling out of a trip to the mall, I mean, come on, something had to pretty wrong for that to happen.
Well something was wrong. By Monday, despite my best efforts to the contrary, I was totally sick.
I hate calling in sick to work. I mean, if I’m going to take a day off from work, I want it to be because I was doing something that I wanted to do and not because I was too sick to go in to work but there I was on Monday morning calling in sick to work.
“It’s okay, Denise,” my boss told me. “You just take care of yourself and you get yourself well, okay?”
Yeah, that was easy for him to say. It wasn’t his time off that was being used up. “I’ll do that, Frank,” I told him.
“All right then. You take care and we’ll see you back here when you’re back on your feet, okay?”
“Yeah sure,” I said and with that, we ended our conversation and I went back to bed.
You want to know another thing that sucks from being sick? That’s not having my girlfriend, Josie around.
I love Josie so much and there are times I’ve told Josie that as much time as she spends in my bed, maybe the two of us should move in together. She always laughs when I say that. She tells me she likes having a place of her own. I always play it off as if it were some kind of a joke or something like that but I have to tell you, if Josie ever said yes, I’d do it in an instant.
So far though, she hasn’t said yes and it’s times like this that I almost understand it. I mean hey, if we were in the same apartment and if we were sharing the same bed, it means I might give her whatever germs I’ve had although to tell the truth, Josie’s so healthy that I’m not sure I’ve ever seen her be sick but then maybe that’s because she doesn’t hang around with people who actually are sick.
Still, what it meant was that for the duration of my being sick, Josie and I were in different beds and you know what, I absolutely hated that and I couldn’t wait for the time when I was once more face down between Josie’s legs but as I said, for the time being at least, that was on hold.
So as soon as I hung up with Frank, I took some cold medicine and I put myself back to bed.
By 11:00, I was up again. You know how it is. You can only sleep so much and after that, no matter how much your body needs it, something inside you says no way, I’m not going to do it. I’m not going to sleep another moment longer.
That’s where I was and I suppose I could have tried to stay in bed and forced my body to do it but the truth was I didn’t want to do it so I got up and I wandered around the apartment looking for something to do. I turned on the TV but to be honest, I was usually at work at this time and I had no idea what was on so soon enough, I switched that off. I supposed maybe I could have read a book but I didn’t feel like doing that either so I suppose the inevitable happened.
I ended up in the kitchen.
They say chicken soup is good for you when you’re sick so I made myself some chicken soup. It was good and it filled me up but when that was done, I was still wondering what I should do next.
Maybe I should go back to bed, I told myself, but my mind quickly nixed the idea.
What then, I asked myself. What should I do?
I could go outside, my mind suggested. Maybe the fresh air would do me good, and quite frankly, my body seemed to agree with that.
I suppose there’s something you should know about me and that’s that I’ve never been real big on dressing up just to go to bed. I mean, go to work, go out on a date, go anywhere where people might see you, sure, dress up then, but going to bed. Uh uh. Oh sure, if it’s really cold out, maybe, but you know there’s just something that’s kind of neat about just wearing your panties and an old t-shirt to bed and just rolling yourself up in the covers if you know what I mean.
And then of course, there was Josie. She said she liked my body. No. She said she liked every inch of my body and she said she wanted to see it all and when she said she meant she wanted to see it all, she meant she wanted to see it all and God, I loved showing her my body and I loved it when she showed me hers but I’ll tell you, I’ve never felt so hot as when I was lying naked next to her.
I only say this as a way of saying that I’d just gotten out of bed and since there was no one else in the apartment, I hadn’t bothered to put anything on so I wasn’t wearing anything more than an old pair of panties when I got this sudden brainstorm to go outside and get some air.
Of course, then on the other hand, it wasn’t like I actually had to go “outside” to get some air. I simply went back into the bedroom and I dragged the comforter off of the bed before I went out onto the balcony and I huddled up there to “get some air” and so it didn’t really matter that the only thing I was wearing was an old pair of panties.
My apartment complex is actually a set of two buildings. If you’re on the inside like I am, you look out over a courtyard between the two buildings and you can see across to the building on the other side. If you’re not on the inside, your apartment looks out on Saginaw Avenue or it looks out over the loading area of a nearby shopping center. As you can imagine, most people like having an inside apartment.
So there I was, sitting on my third floor balcony, minding my own business and because of the time of day, not really expecting to see anyone when what do I hear but the sound of a balcony door being opened and I felt a momentary twinge of panic. What should I do, I wondered. Should I go back inside before someone saw me?
Almost as quickly though, I vetoed that idea. Why should I go inside? It wasn’t like I had anything to hide and then I saw who it was who was coming out on her balcony.
Her name was Kris and I don’t know if it would be right to say that me and Josie had had our eyes on her but the truth was we had. She was this cute, little redhead with this totally curvy body and shoulder-length hair who lived pretty much right across from me except that she was one floor down but anyway, it was Kris whose door I’d heard being opened and it was Kris who was coming out onto her balcony and then to my amazement, there was someone else following Kris out onto her balcony. My eyes literally couldn’t believe what they saw but that was my girlfriend Josie following Kris out onto the balcony.
What the fuck was Josie doing there?
Whatever it was, it couldn’t possibly be good because while Josie was dressed just fine, Kris was wearing nothing more than a sheer, little flyaway baby doll and that’s when I realized something else. Maybe I hadn’t seen my neighbor in a while and now that I was seeing her now, I realized that maybe there was a reason that I hadn’t seen her in a while because the very curvy Kris was suddenly made even more curvy by the swelling of her belly.
Oh my God, I thought. Oh my God. Kris was pregnant.
But even before I could let that set in, Josie was pushing Kris down on a chair and then she was taking off her clothes. At least at the beginning, I could have said she was dressed less provocatively than my neighbor but that was only at the beginning for off came her top and then off came her jeans and suddenly she was dressed only in her bra and panties.
I couldn’t help but rub my pussy even as I watched what was going on. I mean, I knew what I felt. I felt betrayed but at the same time, it was so hot.
Off came Josie’s bra and there were her glorious breasts and I couldn’t help but rub myself harder. Only one thing left, I told myself.
And then Josie wasn’t even wearing those when she slipped off her panties.
Oh my God.
She was kneeling down between Kris’s legs and her hands were cupping Kris’s belly.
Oh my God.
I thought I saw Josie say something to Kris and I thought I saw Kris nod and after whatever it was that I thought I heard her say, I saw Josie reach up and I saw her take down Kris’s panties.
Did they even care if anyone saw them, I wondered, and then I thought about it. No one looking up could have seen them because of the way the balcony would have blocked their view. The same would have been true for someone on the same floor as them. In fact, it may have been that almost no one but me could have been seeing what I was seeing but then I started to wonder. Was that maybe the point? Did they want ME to see?
But how could they? If Josie had been living with me, she might have known that I’d stayed home from work but as it was, she had to think that I was nowhere near by.
No. They had to think that they were alone.
But then even as I thought that, that thought was swept away when I saw Josie lean forward and I knew exactly what my girlfriend was doing and even as I knew what she was doing, my own pussy couldn’t help but jump as I watched Josie lick Kris’s pussy.
Oh my God. I mean it wasn’t like I was that close that I could see everything or even close enough that I could hear anything but I knew what was happening. My girlfriend was eating out the little redheaded tart’s pussy and if the way Kris’s body was moving, she certainly was liking the attention.
And why shouldn’t she like it, I thought. If it were me, I knew I’d like it, and even without realizing I’d done it, I slid a hand down under the covers and then down inside my panties.
I didn’t need to be all that close to know that Kris was really getting into this now. Heck, just the way her body was moving was enough to tell me that. She seemed to alternate between looking down at what Josie was doing and then throwing her head back as she let herself moan and every once in a while, she’d stroke Josie’s hair as Josie continued to eat her.
Oh God, she was so close and so was I and in spite of myself, I willed Josie to do it. I willed her to finish her off.
And she definitely did that and even as Josie made Kris’s pussy cum, I could feel my pussy giving in too and in spite of myself, I couldn’t help but love the feeling that my pussy had when my pussy came.
And it was only then that I realized that the two of them weren’t done because Josie was moving up and she was kissing Kris’s baby belly.
She was moving up again and now she was sucking on Kris’s nipples.
And then she was moving up again and I could see her pressing her breasts up against Kris’s even as she pressed her lips up against Kris’s as well.
Oh my God.
I couldn’t see that much of Kris anymore. Just her hands as she reached around my girlfriend.
But then Josie was moving again. She was rising up and she was straddling Kris’s legs and I could see her hand tilting Kris’s face up to look at her and even if I couldn’t hear what they were saying, I was sure that Josie was asking Kris something and that Kris was responding.
I watched as Josie reached behind the girl and that’s when I could see that Josie was reclining Kris back and all of the sudden, I knew exactly what was going to happen.
I’ll admit it. As much as I was wishing it was me that Josie was with, there was something about watching her that was just so hot. I tried to tell my pussy that it shouldn’t be so excited about seeing what it was seeing but apparently, my pussy wasn’t listening to me or maybe my pussy just didn’t care and in the end, maybe I just didn’t care either because as Josie settled in over the other girl’s face, there was my hand right there inside my panties and playing with my pussy.
I watched Josie move forward and then I watched her straddle Kris’s face and if there was any doubt in my mind as to where Kris’s thoughts were with this kind of treatment, those were pretty much answered when I saw Kris’s hands grab Josie’s ass. As far as I was concerned, there wasn’t any doubt about it. Kris wasn’t trying to push Josie away. No, it was clear what Kris wanted. She wanted to bring Josie closer as in, “Give me that pussy. That’s what I want. Give me that pussy. I want to lick it good.”
Then again, just to be fair, maybe that wasn’t what Kris wanted but I knew for certain that that was what I wanted. I wanted nothing more than to slide my tongue into my girlfriend’s pussy and to feel her wetness, to lick her little clit, then dance my tongue away only to come back and lick her all over again.
Okay, maybe it was just me but from where I was sitting, it didn’t seem to me that Kris minded having her tongue between Josie’s legs and for that matter, it didn’t seem as if Josie minded having Kris’s tongue there either.
I couldn’t help but rub my pussy even harder. I wished it were me licking that pussy but it wasn’t ...
I’m not sure how I knew what I knew. Like I said before, I certainly wasn’t that close and I definitely wasn’t close enough to hear anything but somehow I knew. Maybe it was because Josie was my girlfriend but I knew she was about to cum.
And then she did. I know it sounds kind of anti-climactic to say it that way but that’s the way it happened. Josie was riding Kris’s face and then suddenly, she just kind of stopped and I knew. Heck, I’d seen it enough myself. I knew. She was cumming all over my neighbor’s tongue and in spite of myself, I couldn’t help but love it. I mean Josie is my girlfriend but damn it, she is so fucking hot.
After that, the show was pretty much over. The two of them stayed outside for a little while longer but it wasn’t long before they picked up their clothes and headed back inside.
And me? Me I stayed out on my balcony only a little while longer. I’d only come out there to get some air and I sure as hell had gotten a whole lot more than that.
And now that the show was over, I had some thinking to do. Yeah, I’ll admit it. Heck, I already have. Watching what Josie had done had been hot but damn it, she was my girlfriend, or at least I thought she was. Didn’t that mean anything? And besides, if she was doing what she was doing with Kris, who else might she be doing that with?
That’s what had me really fuming. Who else was Josie with?
I went back to sleep and when I finally woke up, I had one hell of a headache going but at least my cold seemed to be getting better. I knew almost from the get-go that I wasn’t going to be getting any more sleep that day.
Josie called me that night. “Hey,” she said. “How you doing?”
“I’m doing fine.”
“Well sort of. I stayed home from work today.”
“Yeah. Why’d you do that?”
I was kind of hoping that maybe she’d do something, that maybe she’d be worried about what I might have seen or that maybe she might have gotten defensive about it, something that would have shown me that she realized I might have seen what I’d seen but if she was any of those things, her voice didn’t betray her in the least. “I was home sick,” I said.
“Oh you poor thing. You should have called me.”
I couldn’t help being bitter. “Why?” I asked.
“Why? So I could take care of you,” she said.
Take care of me, I wanted to say. You mean like you were taking care of Kris across the way. “You didn’t have to do that,” I said. “I can take care of myself.”
“I know you can. I was just saying I could have helped out.”
“I told you. I can take care of myself.”
“Is something wrong?”
“I don’t know why that would be.”
“Well I’m just saying. You seem a bit on edge.”
“Maybe it’s because I’ve been sick,” I said. I didn’t bother to mention that maybe the reason I might have been ticked off was because I’d seen my girlfriend at play with the pregnant girl across the way.
“Are you sure there’s not something I can do for you?”
“I think I’m good,” I said. “I think I just need some rest.”
“That probably would be for the best,” Josie agreed. “You get a good night’s sleep and you’ll feel like a new woman in the morning.”
“Yeah, I hope so,” I said and I meant it because feeling like I was feeling now sure the hell wasn’t working out for me.
I back slid the next day. I mean go figure. With all the rest I’d been getting, you’d figure that one more night of sleep would do it but the next morning, my throat was killing me so as much as I hated to do it, I called in sick again to work.
I probably could have gone to work, I told myself because other than the throat, I actually felt pretty good. Stop by the store on the way in and pick up some lozenges and I could probably do it.
Yeah, and maybe that would just make me sick all over again. The better thing to do was to beat this thing down once and for all.
But it was hard kicking around the apartment with nothing to do.
I went onto the computer and I surfed around but you can only do so much of that before that gets boring.
To tell the truth, I don’t know if I meant to do it or if I didn’t. I mean it wasn’t like I was consciously telling myself I was going to do it but all of the sudden, this thought pops in my head and once it’s there, I can’t seem to get it out.
I couldn’t help but wonder if Josie was going to do something with Kris.
Stop it, I told myself. It was a one-shot deal.
Yeah, and just how the hell did I know that?
I hate it when I ask myself questions like that.
I’m not sure why I went out on my balcony. Was I trying to convince myself that Josie wasn’t going to be there or was I hoping that she would be and that I’d be there to see it.
Like I said, I just didn’t know but when I got out onto the balcony and when I looked over at Kris’s apartment, there was no one there and I smiled at myself. See, I told myself. Nothing for me to fret about. I got myself all riled up for nothing.
But as long as I was out here, I told myself. I might as well stay. It was nice out here and I didn’t feel like going inside at that very moment. I only wished that maybe I’d brought a book out or something. In fact, I was debating whether to go back inside and get one when I heard the door on one of the balconies across the way being opened.
Instinctively, my eyes were drawn to the only balcony that had any interest for me and sure enough, there it was, the one door that I hadn’t wanted to see being opened was in fact being opened.
I couldn’t help but grit my teeth because there was Kris stepping out on the balcony and right behind her was Josie. I couldn’t believe it. It was happening all over again.
Kris might have been pregnant and sure, I hadn’t noticed until just recently but as she stepped out onto that balcony, I had to admit that she certainly wasn’t doing anything to hide that fact and she especially wasn’t doing anything to hide that fact with that skimpy, little yellow bikini she was wearing. In fact, she almost seemed to be reveling in her pregnancy.
And for her part, Josie let Kris have her way, at least for the moment and right up until the time when she pulled Kris to her to give her a good, long kiss.
I was hoping for anything, anything that might take the edge off of this, anything that might make this seem a little less real but if that was what I wanted, I most definitely wasn’t going to get it.
I watched Josie turn Kris around and then I watched as Kris bent herself over and I watched helplessly as Josie pried the bikini bottoms off of Kris’s nicely rounded ass.
I watched as Kris shook her ass and there was no question in my mind that she totally wanted this and whatever else might happen to her.
I watched Josie’s hand slide up between Kris’s legs and even if I wasn’t close enough to hear, I knew Kris was ready.
And that’s when Josie produced the dildo.
I hadn’t seen her bring it out when she and Kris came out on the balcony but I surely recognized it as well I should have. After all, Josie had used it on me often enough for me to be intimately aware of it.
Her hands stroked Kris’s cheeks even as she moved in. Ni, I wanted to say. No, don’t do it and yet I knew when Josie entered her.
It was almost as if my body was moving with Kris’s now. It was almost as if I could feel that cock in my cunt.
I think I was rubbing myself now.“God yes,” I moaned. “That’s it. Fuck her.”
And Josie was certainly doing that.
“Yeah,” I moaned to myself as I felt my pussy get even wetter. “That’s it. Fuck her.”
Kris was kneeling now on the recliner on the balcony, one knee on the chair and one foot on the balcony as Josie fucked her.
Damn, it really was like I could feel it. It was so hot watching my girlfriend fuck this other woman.
And it was so obvious that Kris wanted it, too.
Do it, I urged. Do it. Fuck her.
Josie was certainly doing it and Kris’s body was now moving with every thrust of that cock.
Do it, I urged again.
Josie did and as she did, I could see my neighbor’s head being thrown back in what was obvious lust. Damn that was hot. Damn, that was so fucking hot.
They went inside shortly after that and with the show bow obviously over for me as well, I went inside, too.
By the time Josie called me that evening, I’d gotten over the heat that I’d felt earlier in the day and now I was just ticked. “How’s your cold?” she asked. “Did you go to work today?”
“Oh poor baby. Maybe I should come over and see if I can make you feel better.”
“Yeah, you’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I think you know what that means.”
“I’m afraid I don’t.”
“I saw you earlier today.”
She was playing it cool now. “Did you?” she asked, “and just what exactly did you see?”
“You know what you did.”
“Really? What did I do.”
“I saw you with Kris. Both yesterday and today. I saw what the two of you were doing together.
I saw the realization as Josie realized that I wasn’t joking. “Did you now?” she asked and it almost seemed as if she was laughing but she couldn’t possibly be laughing. I’d caught her and she knew it.
She had to know it.
“I’ll bet it turned you on to see what you were seeing,” she said.
“What? No. That’s beside the point.”
“Oh but it is.”
No, I wanted to tell her. No. That wasn’t the point.
“I’ll bet it made you hot.”
No, I wanted to say again but I was getting hot just having her say that.
“I’ll bet you liked to watch.”
I tried to shake my head but I found I couldn’t.
“It makes you so hot when you watch.”
“That’s ... that’s not the point,” I whimpered.
“That’s exactly the point. Were you playing with yourself while you were watching me and Kris.”
“Maybe’s not nearly the same thing as no.”
“It turns you on to watch, doesn’t it?”
No, I wanted to say, only ...
“You love to watch.”
No, I didn’t only ...
“You love to watch,” she said again.
God, I loved to watch, I told myself. No wait. That was wrong, wasn’t it, but how could that be wrong when ...
“You love to watch.”
I loved to watch.
“Do you love to watch?”
I nodded. God, it was making my pussy wet just thinking about it. I loved to watch.
“Do you love to watch?” she asked again.
“Good ’cause I’m going to go over and have some fun with Kris right now but we’ll leave the drapes open so you can watch. Would you like that?”
I nodded enthusiastically. “I love to watch,” I said.
Josie just smiled at that. “I know you do,” she said. “There was never any doubt of it in my mind. You’ll be watching right?”
“I love to watch,” I said.
“Good girl. I knew I could count on you.”