Really?

Rachel looked up into my smiling eyes and then looked over at Jenna and her lopsided grin. Then she looked back at my cock in her hand. When she looked up at us again, she had a fire in her eyes. "You really want me to have sex with Jack?" she said hopefully.

Jenna beat me to it and said, "Yes, Rachel. I want you to have sex with Jack, and Jack obviously wants you too." I nodded.

Rachel gazed back at my equipment and then leaned in and sucked the head into her mouth. I took that as a 'yes' and groaned. As she pulled at my cock with her tongue, her hands stroked it deliciously. I did not want to come in her mouth; I wanted to fuck her. So, I withdrew from her splendid mouth and took her hands, lifting her back up to standing. I gently pulled her hands toward me and enfolded her in my arms. Her arms went around me, and she leaned in for a kiss. I met her lips with mine and attacked her mouth passionately. Playing with my Johnson had gotten me very hot.

She got really into it and kissed back equally hard. I glanced over at Jenna and she had a pleased look on her face. As I watched, I saw a glint of sexiness creep into her face. She caught my eye and smiled at me, licking her lips. My attention was drawn fully back to Rachel when her tongue crossed my lips. I opened my mouth to her and her tongue entered. She had a sweet taste in her mouth from the wine and I pushed my tongue into her mouth.

I broke the kiss and stood back a step. We both were breathing hard with arousal. I could see her nipples sticking out through her dress. I reached for her and she let me cup her breast, closing her eyes and moaning at my contact. As I fondled her, she opened her eyes and started unbuttoning my shirt. When I pinched her nipple, she stopped to enjoy the sensation, and then worked faster on my shirt. She finished the last button, and I released her to slip the shirt off my shoulders. While I did that, she knelt and helped take my pants, boxers, shoes and socks off from my ankles. I held her shoulders to steady myself.

I was now completely naked to her with my tent pole pointing up and out from my furry groin. She stood and I bent down and grabbed the hem of her dress, lifting it up as I straightened. She put her arms over her head and I floated the dress off her body. Her lacy bra and French-cut panties matched the dark green dress. I took a moment to appreciate her lovely form.