Girls night with Penny

John was still in the bathroom when the women left, so Rachel just called through the door, "I'm taking your wife out! Don't wait up!"

Penny giggled as she raced after Rachel and down the street, the spontaneousness of it all clearly thrilling her. Rachel almost thought it was sad. Was this really all it took to get this woman's heart racing?

When they got inside Rachel's house, Penny still seemed wound up and a bit anxious, so Rachel decided to uncork a bottle of wine. "It'll help you loosen up," Rachel promised.

"You know," Penny said, after the wine had started to loosen her up. "You don't meet many girl friends you can trust around here. Everyone is either too busy or too distrusting, thinking you're out to steal your husband or something."

"Hah," Rachel scoffed. "I promise, I have no such intentions."

"I know," Penny said, face red with ****. "You're a good one."

"Besides," Rachel said, sidling up next to Penny on the couch. "You're more where my attention is at..."

Another breathless moment. Rachel's dress had slipped lower, revealing an even deeper curve of her breasts. Penny's face was flushed pink, though Rachel wasn't sure if it was from drinking or from arousal.

"W-what do you mean?" Penny squeaked out after the cutest little hiccup.

"I mean," Rachel said in a low, sultry tone. "When was the last time you... took care of yourself?"

Penny looked confused for a moment, and then her eyes widened. "Oh. Oh! I don't... hehe, I mean... that's kinda naughty, isn't it Rach?"

Rachel's hand slipped down to Penny's waist, squeezing softly. "Come on, we're friends here! Besides, guys talk about jerking off all the time. Why can't women do the same, huh?"

"Hehehe, I guess you— you're riiiight." Penny was slurring a bit now, the wine getting to her. "The truth is, I-I... never really learned how?"

"You mean?" Rachel gasped. A real gasp. "You've never...?

Penny shrugged. "I've t-tried. But it never worked."

"Penny! That is not okay!" Rachel's hand slipped even lower, caressing Penny's thigh. "You can't deny yourself just because you're a married woman. You have needs too!"

Penny's hips bucked, just a little, as Rachel's hand caressed in circles through her dress fabric. "I-I know... I just never have the time to—"

"Well, we have the time now, don't we?" Rachel pursed her lips. "I'll teach you. A woman like yourself has got to know how to take care of herself. That sound okay?"

A pregnant silence followed, and Rachel waited, wondering if she'd pushed just a little too far, too soon. But there was a glimmer in Penny's eyes that was not to be sated. Years of denying herself pleasure was finally coming to a head, and Rachel's expert fingers were trailing ever closer to that delicious pulsing ache...

"Yeah," Penny finally said, breathless. "That sounds okay."