Gold Fever

Kitty put her hand intimately on the small of her back as she directed her downstairs. “It's not as scary when you have a friend to guide you through your first time."

"Okay then, I think you should join me,” Barbara said in a near whisper. She wanted to do it, it was one of the main reasons she came here, so she could prove to herself and to Vincent that she could be with another woman.

"No worries. We will make your first time a pleasure.” At the bottom of the stairs Kitty picked up Barbara's hand and held it in hers, leading her across the room to the bar. She sat down and looked around the room at the meager selection of men. “Now all we need to do is find the right man for the job."

"What about him?” Barbara pointed to a man who sat in the corner drinking by himself.

"Actually, you don't want him, dear. He could be your second, but not your first one. For your first one you want someone who will appreciate it. He mostly doesn't do much, he likes to have things done to him and wearing women's undergarments and the like."

"Undergarments?” Barbara's mouth was agape.

"Shut your mouth, dear, and look away. It's rude to ogle, unless you want to encourage him."

Barbara snapped her jaw shut, and glared at Kitty instead.

"Now most men will just want to toss up your skirts for a quickie, what you need is someone ... oh, here we go.” A man had just come in, quite handsome, with jet black hair and a soft moustache that grew just below his jutting nose. “You're in luck, dear. That is a good man there."

"Who is he?"

"Come on and I will introduce you."

Barbara blushed, and as Kitty pulled her over to the cowboy, she could feel the butterflies grow in her stomach. “I am not sure I should..."

"Nonsense. Do you think he is handsome?"

"Ummm ... yes, but I can't just—"

"You can always say no, but not if he doesn't ask for you. All I am asking you to do is meet him,” Kitty whispered to Barbara in a hushed voice.

The rugged cowboy watched the giggling girls approach him with amusement, until they were within mere feet of him. His voice was rough as he spoke, “You're new around here, aren't you?"

Barbara blushed, and her heart was racing a million miles a minute. Why should something so normal and average make her body react this way? “Yes. I am the new girl, Barbara."

"This is James Wesson. He is a rancher on some prime property just to the north of us. He doesn't get down here much, but when he does, he really knows how to throw a party.” Kitty petted his arm as she spoke. “Isn't that right, James?"

His gaze caressed Barbara, raising a sudden awareness of him as a man. A very virile and interested man who was interested in her as a woman.

He dimpled when he smiled. “Parties are always made better with good company."

"Good company and good beer. Did you know this is Barbara's very first day on the job?"

"Well, I would love to get a taste of you first. Would you like to celebrate with me? We could celebrate your new job and have a little party upstairs together. Just the two of us."

Kitty interrupted, clearly not happy to be left out of the arrangement. “Just the three of us. I said I would be there for her. To make it easier on her,” Kitty purred.

Barbara felt a warmness gather between her legs. This conversation was taking a very erotic turn, and everyone had expectations of her to go through with this. Was she even ready for casual sex? With both of them?

"Well, that would be a mighty fine party."

"I said you have the best parties,” Kitty tittered.

"What do you say, sweetheart? Do you want to join us upstairs?” James asked. He brought the palm of her hand up to his mouth as if to kiss it, then at the last minute he turned it over and kissed the sensitive inside of her wrist.

Barbara nodded, not trusting herself to speak. What she was about to do could end up changing her life forever. Once she made that choice, it wasn't like she could undo it. James wrapped an arm around each girl, pulling them close. He escorted them upstairs, patting Barbara on the rump before she walked into the bedroom. She squealed, jumping around to face him.

Kitty was the last to enter and she shut the door behind them.

He arched one brow high. “Are you sure this is what you want? A woman like you could be someone's wife as well as work here. There are many men who work in the area in need of a wife. Even I have thought about settling down once in a while."

It was all true, and yet there was only one man she could think of marrying right now, and he wasn't here. James was. Barbara worried her bottom lip between her teeth. It was kind of him to think of what she wanted. Kind of him to think of her when he was the one who was paying for her services. Kitty had said he would be a thoughtful lover for her first time.

"This is what I want."

He looked like he was about to say something, so Kitty intervened. She stepped behind Barbara and undid the laces on Barbara's dress. It wasn't long before Barbara was standing there with her clothes around her in a pile. “Don't argue with the girl, James. She knows what she wants."

Kitty reached around Barbara to play with her nipples, cupping and stroking her full breasts. It made the breath catch in her throat to feel the other woman's hands on her, touching her so intimately, and there was something deeply arousing about it as well. Barbara never expected to be aroused by another woman. Quite frankly, it shocked her that her body was responding now.

She could feel the moisture between her thighs, readying herself for sex, and it wasn't as a result of her lover Vince, it was for another man. James didn't arouse her the same way as Vince, but he was a handsome man, and there was a soft look in his eyes, as if he cared for her feelings. Barbara closed her eyes, savoring the moment before a bite on her neck startled her.

Not hard, just a nip, but it was enough to get her attention. Kitty whispered into Barbara's ear, “You need to remember his needs at all times. Why don't you undress me? I think he would like that."

Barbara turned around and began to undress Kitty, undoing each button incredibly slow, revealing a tiny bit more flesh each time she undid a button. Finally Kitty was naked. Barbara barely touched her, blushed anytime she made contact until Kitty said, “You can touch me. Go ahead."

Then she gave in to the overwhelming urge to touch, and Kitty purred under her caress. It was a simple act. Barbara's fingers touched Kitty's hand, tracing the skin on her arm, moving along the length until she reached her neck and then lower, to finally touch the tip of Kitty's breast. The nipple puckered under her touch. It was so tempting to do more, but dare she?

She shot a glance over her shoulder to see that James was enjoying his personal show. He was already tenting his pants and had loosened his shirt collar. She dipped her head down to get her first taste of Kitty, sucking lightly at first until Kitty moaned under the strokes of her tongue. Then she lifted her head to look at Kitty, and Kitty just smiled back.

"James, you are beginning to look overdressed for this party."

"I guess you ladies will have to do something about that, won't you?"

"Mmmm ... we certainly will. Come on,

Barbara. You get his shirt and I'll get his pants."

"And my boots?"

"Can stay on. Do you plan on riding her like a cowboy—or just another man?” Kitty laughed.

"Come here, Kitty. Someone needs a spanking,” he teased. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, kissing her. Watching them kiss like this, and Kitty's naked body pressed up against his was something she would have to grow used to over time. It didn't feel like she should be here. It felt as if she was witnessing a private moment between lovers, and yet it was incredibly exhilarating to be a part of it.

Kitty broke the kiss, giggling as she slid down James's body. She slipped into a kneeling position and began undoing his pants. Always with a smile on her face, as if she really enjoyed her job.

And why not, Barbara asked herself. Kitty should be enjoying herself. She was doing what she loved. Kitty took off each boot and then helped James out of his denim trousers. She undid his shirt, button by button, and pushed it off his shoulders, splaying her fingers across his chest.

"There's enough time for games later, Kitty. I want to play with my new toy."

Kitty purred and looked slyly at Barbara. “You ready for the real games?"

A thrill swept through Barbara as she said, “Yes."

Kitty sidestepped Barbara. Sweeping behind her, she slipped one arm comfortably around Barbara's waist, pulling her towards the bed.

Kitty fell onto the bed, taking Barbara with her, exposing Barbara's soft, wet pussy to her new lover. James's lips twitched up in a half smile at the girls’ antics and moved closer. Kitty had one hand on Barbara's nipple and the other trailed down her belly, caressing playful circles across until she reached Barbara's clit, where she began kneading, eliciting a gasp from Barbara.

"Oh, my God! What are you doing to me?"

"Don't you like it, hun?"

"I—” Barbara trailed off before closing her eyes and succumbing to the rising fire being stoked in her body, letting out a stifled whimper through her fist.

"Does it feel good?” Kitty purred, waiting for a response from Barbara. When Barbara didn't say anything she slowed her fingers and asked, “Or should I stop?"