Remi hesitates.

Remi had thought that she was ready to fulfill whatever strange desires that Kelly had for her, but when faced with the woman lying prostrate on the bed in front of her, she found herself hesitating. She had never been with a woman before, and here was one ready and waiting, but it was all so... intimidating.

The other Mrs. Reardon wasn't just 'some woman.' She was wealthy, and mature. She was wearing expensive lingerie, with a collection of sex toys scattered all around her. Not to mention the fact that her wife's eagerness likely indicated that the Reardon wives had probably done things like this before, perhaps with dozens of other women. Remi couldn't possibly imagine how she might measure up.

She glanced over at Kelly and was shocked at what she found. The gray-blonde haired woman had opened her bath robe slightly, exposing her left breast and allowing her to reach between her legs and start touching herself. Her pubes were grayish blonde, too, though Remi could barely see the small patch of hair under Kelly's stroking. "Do it," Kelly said to Remi. There was a powerful hunger in her voice. "Fuck my wife."