Jenny by herself... until?

After the bbq, where there was plenty of delicious food and beer, Jenny went to her cabin. Most of the counselors bunked together but as lead counselor, both she and Chad each got their own smaller cabin. Jenny, as usual was alone. Chad though, Jenny was sure was with Tiffany.

Jenny had spent the rest of the evening working alone in her cabin, planning and organizing future events and activities at the camp. The day had been warm and beautiful, but the evenings cooled down immensely. So much so that Jenny needed to start a fire in her cabin. She worked at a desk with only a small lamp and the fireplace as light sources.

Although she was working, Jenny struggled to concentrate. She was still a bit tipsy from the bbq, having had several beers and a few shots of whiskey. She tried to focus on her paperwork, but her thoughts kept returning to the memory of her watching Tiffany please Chad with her mouth.

The image was so powerful and prevalent in her mind, Jenny was getting turned on thinking about it. Justifying to herself that she wouldn't get anything done or even getting sleep until she did something to curb these urges, Jenny got comfortable on the couch in front of the fireplace.

Jenny was wearing a white collared, short sleeved shirt that did little to hide her ample breasts along with tight dark blue jeans that hugged her slender long legs and tight ass quite nicely. She focused her thoughts on Tiffany, imagining her again on the beach in a small string bikini. Jenny remembered what it looked like seeing her deep throat Chad's large cock, and how she fingered herself while doing it.

Quickly Jenny's nipples were poking through her shirt. She rubbed her left breast and let her free hand unbutton her jeans before sliding under her panties. The thought of Tiffany's tongue running up and down on his shaft and get jerking him off kept replaying in her mind. She also thought about how Tiffany's breasts moved while her head bobbed up and down on his cock.

Jenny was rubbing her pussy furiously now, focusing on her clit with small circular motions. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning loudly.

"Oh god, yes..." Jenny breathed to herself, feeling herself get closer and closer to cumming as she focused on the two people that she despised more than anyone else pleasuring each other. Jenny bit her lower lip as she was on the cusp of an orgasm.

At the last second, the thought of Tiffany topless and smiling at her sent her over the edge as the intense sensation of her orgasm crashed over her.

"Oh fuck!" She cried out, "oh fuck, oh fuck, yes, yes, Tiffany, yes!"

She jammed her fingers into her pussy, hearing the squishy sound and feeling her juices leak out of her as her orgasm reached its peak. It took several long moments for her to come down from the intense pleasure she had just given herself, until a bit of shame came over her about what she had just done.

"Did I really just cry out to Tiffany?" She thought to herself, rather taken aback. She knew that what she had seen earlier turned her on, but she thought it was the act itself and not because of Tiffany specifically. While Jenny had experimented in college with girls, she had never been specifically turned on by women before.

So why Tiffany now?

Jenny didn't have much time to contemplate the question, as the was a knock at her door. The sudden noise startled Jenny, and she frantically started cleaning herself up and buttoning her pants. Confident that she looked okay, she rushed to the door and opened it. The person standing before her was quite a surprise.