Megan asks, Abbie provides

While Phoebe was splayed across the table (and Jake was enjoying the benefits of that), Megan and Abbie stood facing each other. Abbie was still dressed (if a little disheveled), but Megan was in only a bra and panties.

"This seems uneven," said Megan, looking at herself and then at Abbie. "Wouldn't you agree?"

"I would," said Abbie, starting to feel a bit excited.

"Turn around," said Megan. "Let me unzip your dress."

"Okay," Abbie replied. She turned her back to Megan, but kept watching over her shoulder.

Jake watched, too -- seeing Abbie naked, seeing Abbie on the way to getting naked -- hell, just thinking about Abbie naked, and his cock stiffened even more.

"Oh my god," moaned Phoebe, as she felt Jake intensify things.

Megan took hold of the zipper on the back of Abbie's dress and slowly lowered it. Once it was totally open, she said, "turn back."

Phoebe was very distracted by Jake, but she had enough awareness to lean her head back toward Abbie and say, "I'm usually the bossy one in our relationship. Megan, be nice to -- oh, fuuuuuck." Jake interrupted Phoebe with a sudden and surprising forceful thrust.

Megan smiled. "You don't mind being told what to do, do you?"

Abbie shook her head. "I don't mind doing whatever you want." She glanced back at Jake who smiled at her as he continued fucking Phoebe. "But I like it better when you ask me."

"Ask?"

Abbie took a breath. "Yeah. I'll still do it. But ask." She stared at Megan, then added, "Please."

Megan chuckled and shook her head. The game was changing, and she wasn't sure it would go the way she wanted it. "Would you take off your dress? Slowly, a little bit at a time?"

"Mm-hm," replied Abbie. She reached up and slid one shoulder off, then the other. She held the dress against her chest, but gradually lowered it, collecting the material around her waist. She had on a pink lacy bra that accentuated her cleavage. She paused there for a moment, letting Megan look at her. After a beat, she pushed the dress over her hips, down to her knees, and then carefully stepped out of it, one foot at a time.

Without taking her eyes off Megan, Abbie carefully placed her dress off to the side. She turned her body back toward Megan, and delicately touched the sides of her breasts, running her fingers down her body, over her hips, and then letting her hands fall to her sides.

Megan kept staring at Abbie, admiring her beauty, aroused by her near nudity. The two of them gazed at one another, and gradually became aware of both the fact that they weren't doing anything and the fact that Jake and Phoebe were fucking each other's brains out two feet away.

"I don't know what on god's green earth you two are doing," said Phoebe, "but it can't be as good as this." She lifted her head and looked back at Jake. "What's your name again?"

Jake laughed. "Jake."

"Jake. Good fucking god, Jake. This is outstanding."

Jake leaned over Phoebe's body and groped at her breasts for a bit, sucking a nipple.

"Mmm ... bite it."

Jake smiled and went back to her breast with his teeth. He bit lightly.

"More," moaned Phoebe. Jake dug in a little harder, biting and sucking. "More ..." Phoebe said again. Jake grabbed her right breast with his hand and squeezed tight as he bit down again on the left. "Ohhhh, yesssss. Oh fuck, Megan, you need to use your teeth more ..."

"This bra ..." began Megan, touching herself and fingering the edges of her bra. "Will you remove it, please?"

Abbie nodded. She extended her hands and touched Megan's arms. She slowly ran her fingers up the length of each arm, delicately stroking Megan's shoulders with her fingernails. She got to the tops, and traced the edge of the bra straps. Abbie took one strap in each hand, and slowly pulled them off Megan's shoulders. She brought her fingers back up again to touch the skin where the straps had been, and softly rubbed the expanse of shoulder, then up to Megan's neck.

Abbie tickled her fingers down Megan's front now, more easily able to freely touch the tops of her breasts. Abbie loved the feeling of a woman's breast beneath the collarbone. The skin was so soft, and Megan's was no exception. Abbie shifted from her fingertips to her palms, and cupped Megan's tits in her hands.

Megan closed her eyes and sighed. "That feels so nice."

Abbie slowly slid her hands behind Megan's back, touching her bare skin just below the back strap. She took hold of the clasp, drew the pieces together to release the hooks, and then pulled the bra off. She dropped the bra on the table behind her, and brought her hands back to Megan's naked body.

Megan's skin was remarkably soft. Abbie also marveled at her tan, and made a note to ask her about it later. Her breasts were a perfect teardrop shape, just a slight bit of weight, and nickel-sized nipples just a shade darker than the rest of her skin. Abbie's hands explored Megan's body as if she had never felt breasts before, and Megan appreciated and enjoyed the attention.

But she wanted to touch something herself. "Now yours," she said.

Abbie began to reach behind her to unhook her own bra, but Megan interrupted.

"No, let me. It's okay if I do it, isn't it?"

"Absolutely," said Abbie.

Megan reached forward and took hold of Abbie's bra-clad breasts in her hands. The lacy material was soft, and it was clear to Megan that Abbie's tits were firm and full, and the bra was almost more for fashion than function.

Abbie breathed more deeply as Megan felt her up. She slid a hand into her panties and began to toy with her clit.

Megan ran her hands up Abbie's chest toward her neck, then behind her head, and then over to her shoulders, where she lowered Abbie's bra straps. She stepped closer to Abbie -- closer than she needed to -- and brought her face almost in contact with Abbie's. The two of them stared into one another's eyes for a bit, their mouths just whispering past one another, but not kissing. Megan reached around Abbie's upper body and unhooked her bra, but the attention between the two women was on their mouths.

They were working very hard to not kiss. It made Abbie giggle a little bit. Megan took it more seriously. Perhaps this is a bit of foreplay she did with Phoebe? wondered Abbie.

Megan pulled Abbie's bra away from her body. As she stepped back, Megan smiled at her. "Turn around?"

Abbie did as she was told, but looked back over her shoulder at Megan.

"Your panties should go next, wouldn't you say?"

Abbie chuckled, and turned back around, facing away from Megan. "I would." She took hold of the sides of her panties, and slowly slid them down her legs as she bent forward. With her ass facing Megan, Abbie took her time removing her panties, letting Megan look at her as much as she wanted.

"Is looking all you're going to do?" asked Abbie.

Megan sighed. "You're right." Megan stepped toward Abbie. She slowly reached an arm out, and lightly touched Abbie's right hip. She slid her hand along Abbie's skin, up onto her back. Then she brought her other hand forward, and touched the soft roundness of Abbie's ass. Megan breathed deeply as she made contact with Abbie. With both hands, she kneaded and massaged Abbie's ass, which Abbie slowly rocked back and forth.

Megan lowered her body down into a squat, and drew her face closer to Abbie. She held Abbie by the backs of her thighs, and then began to lick her legs -- first the left, up from the inside of the knee toward the top, gradually shifting inward. Then the right, same thing.

Abbie stayed in this position, but swayed slightly as Megan stimulated her with her tongue. Megan moved back and forth between Abbie's legs, little by little getting higher and more to the center, before finally arriving at the edge of Abbie's pussy. Megan's took a breath, and in one strong and steady move, licked Abbie's slit from end to end and up to her asshole. Megan repeated this over and over. Her tongue was strong, and she varied the move slightly each time, lingering a while on Abbie's ass, poking harder into her labia.

"Oh, ohhhh," moaned Abbie, beginning to struggle to keep herself steady on her feet.

She had lost her awareness of Phoebe and Jake until Phoebe turned and looked at her. "She's pretty great at that, huh?" said Phoebe with a smile.

Abbie looked back and chuckled. "Yeah, for sure." She glanced up at Jake. "And he's pretty good too."

Phoebe smiled back. "I am so curious how this is going to end."