Penelope couldn't believe how wonderful this weekend was turning out to be. Erin had turned out to be wonderfully sweet and open, up for anything they threw at her. Hurrying across the hall to her room, she picked up the bag of massage oils and brought it back to Dave's room.
Erin was still lying on her back on the bed, talking softly to Dave. "You're back, Penny." The radiant smile that blossomed on Erin's face took her breath away and she nodded dumbly. "So, what kind of massage oils do you have?"
"There's rose, or jasmine, or lily of the valley." She pawed through the bag and saw that someone had added a fourth bottle without her knowing it. "And it looks like there's a new one here, peony."
"All flowers. I would have thought you would have something spicy in the mix." Erin laughed lightly as Dave tickled her side and she rolled her eyes at Penelope. "What would you suggest for me?"
"Jasmine," Dave and Penelope said at the same time and Erin nodded. Penelope pulled out the bottle and poured out some of the oil into her hand before giving the bottle to Dave. Kneeling on the bed, she picked up Erin's right arm and began to rub lightly, working out any kinks she encountered. Dave followed suit on her left arm, and soon Erin was cooing in pleasure, her eyes closed as she bit her lip.
"That feels lovely," she managed to gasp out as Penelope moved up her right arm and down her chest. Erin's back bowed as Penelope caressed and squeezed her breast before making her way down her torso and leg. Pausing to put more oil in her hands, she then worked over Erin's leg, watching Dave follow her lead.
"On your stomach now, Erin," Dave whispered in her ear as he ran his hands up her body. She lazily nodded and they flipped her over gently. Penelope dripped some of the oil on Erin's back and together she and Dave worked it into her skin.
The scar between her shoulder blades bothered Penelope, as she hadn't noticed it until now, and she traced it lightly with her fingers. "That's where Karl stabbed me," she murmured. "That was a Christmas Eve to remember. Connie had just turned three, and Phillip was just a month or two old and they had just gone down for the night. We used the quiet as our opportunity to wrap last minute gifts. He was holding the knife and I slipped on a stray piece of paper right onto the blade. It hurt worse than labor did."
"And you had to go to urgent care. I remember overhearing you tell that story to Max after he clapped you on the back too hard just after New Year's."
"Yeah, and the doctor there thought Karl had done it on purpose. I had the hardest time convincing him otherwise. I never let Karl have another knife around me, though."
Penelope giggled lightly and then bent and kissed the scar before moving down Erin's back, digging the heels of hands into the small of her back to release the tension there. In tandem, she and Dave began to stroke and massage Erin's firm buttocks, eliciting another moan from the woman. She could smell the fragrance of the flowers mixing with the scent of sex and she let her fingers slide down along her core. Erin ground into her hand, covering it in her juices.
"You are amazing," Dave whispered as they finished up the massage. "What would you like for us to do next?"
"I'd kind of like to cuddle." Erin closed her eyes as if she expected them to reject her and Penelope met Dave's eye, smiling sadly.
"Well, you're in luck, hun. I love to cuddle." Penelope slid her body up Erin's and wrapped an arm around her waist, turning her body into her own. "Would you lift your leg a little, Erin?"
The woman obliged her and she slipped her leg between Erin's, bringing them closer together. Dave slid up her back and reached around to cup one of Erin's breasts, lazily thumbing her nipple. They all yawned in tandem and Penelope reached up to caress her face. "Would you mind terribly if I fell asleep? I'm not accustomed to having so many orgasms in such a short time."
Penelope nodded. "I might just join you, hun." She kissed her sweetly and nuzzled her face into Erin's shoulder. She felt Erin's hand twirl pieces of her hair around her fingers as her breathing evened out. "Nap time, Dave."
"Sweetest dreams, Kitten." She relaxed into Erin, letting her eyes close heavily as sleep claimed her.
Penelope woke up suddenly a few hours later. Erin was still sleeping in her arms, a gentle smile on her lips. So what woke me? she thought as she looked around the room, her eyes landing on the electric clock that blinked angrily at her. "The power is on," she whispered. "Erin, honey, we can take showers again!"
"Ungh, Penny? What are you yammering about?" she asked softly, blinking rapidly.
"We have power again. So, are you up to taking a shower with me? No hanky-panky, just us getting clean."
"That does sound lovely." Erin arched up and kissed her softly, letting her lips linger on Penelope's.
"Thank you," she murmured when they pulled away from the kiss.
"For what?"
"For being cool with this, for not freaking out and shutting down. When we go back to work, I'd kind of like to consider you my friend, if that would be okay."
"That would be more than okay, Penelope. We'll have to appear professional at work, but I would love to have a friend to gossip with after work, over coffee. I rather think Dave has claimed me as his."
"You don't mind that?" Penelope asked as they got up and she showed her to the master bath.
"Truthfully?" Penelope nodded. "No. He's a rather good lover, and he is very protective. I think that might just be what I need at this time in my life. At least with him in the picture, I know that I won't fall off the wagon."
Penelope helped her step inside the shower, closing the door behind them. "There is that." She turned on the water and Erin clung to her, trying to escape the cold blast. "It is a bit cold, isn't it?"
"Oh, just a little." Finally, the water began to warm up and Erin stood beneath the flow, letting it pour over her. Penelope thought she would be content just to watch her when she opened her eyes and smiled. "Wash my hair?"
"O-okay." Penelope picked up the bottle of feminine smelling shampoo and poured a bit into her hands. Erin turned around and Penelope realized that they were the same height. Gently, she massaged the soap into Erin's hair, relishing her little sighs and moans.
"Turn around now, so I can do you, too." Penelope found herself doing as asked, letting the water wash over her, soaking her hair. Erin's fingers felt heavenly in her hair and she found herself copying the sounds her friend had made. "Does that feel good?" Erin whispered in her ear as she ran her soapy hands down her body, stopping to cup her heavy breasts.
"You know it does." Turning, she kissed Erin hard, letting the water fall over them and wash out the soap from their hair. "I think we're going to have to make use of the cabin next weekend after we go see your daughter perform."
"That sounds like a wonderful idea, Penny." They stood beneath the showerhead until the water ran cool, and then she got out, pulling down two large towels. Handing one to Erin, she wrapped the other around her body. "I wish I had something else to wear. It seems a shame to put on my old clothes when everything else about me is new."
"If we were the same size, I'd let you borrow one of my dresses. Let's see what we can do about making your outfit look different." They went out into the bedroom once more and Erin bent to pick up her skirt and blouse.
"I think my panties are in your room, Penny."
"You wouldn't want to wear them, anyway."
"You're probably right." Penelope watched her put on her clothes. "And now it's your turn to get dressed." Holding out her hand, Erin led her across the hall to their room.
Erin sat on the bed and watched her dress, so Penelope put on a show for her, dressing as sexily as she could. "Erin, I could never get enough of you."
"I'm glad there are people out there that still feel that way." Penelope shook her head a little as she leaned in to kiss Erin's cheek.
"So, let's see about making this outfit fresh." Penelope pulled her bag up on the bed and sat next to her, digging through her accessories. "Here, unbutton your blouse a little and then wrap this around your neck," she said as she handed over a leopard print scarf.
"Thank you." With that finished, they headed downstairs to find out what the others were doing.