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It took over week for Ann to get Mattie interested in her. Mattie had heard, of course, that Ann was hanging around with me, and like most of her ex-friends was giving the former Queen of the school the cold shoulder. But Ann was not so easily deterred, and made a point of walking by Mattie in the shower after phys ed class, and giving her long friendly looks in class.
We figured that if Mattie had been interested in Ann at some point, enough attention paid to her should rekindle things. If not, well then this would probably not work. But we had nothing to lose.
It was Mattie who approached Ann on a Tuesday morning, right after another 'hot' shower in the girls' locker room. While Ann would not relate their conversation verbatim ("Girl talk; you wouldn't be interested") she made it clear that Mattie seemed as hot for her as ever.
We'd decided not to bring Mattie to our little apartment. It was better if that remained our secret place, especially since we did not know how she would react to what we had planned. Instead, we decided to use Ann's own bedroom in the main house, which would work perfectly since Ann's parents were to leave the city that weekend and Ann's older sister was away at college.
It was to be a study session and a sleep over. Mattie would bring her books over, but the real agenda was to have some fun, to resurrect their flagging friendship. Ann's agenda, of course, was to get Mattie into bed with her, and eventually to get me in there too.
Ann was quite skeptical about this last part ("Mattie is more of a princess than I use to be, love"), so I formed a little plan of my own, which Ann found delightful. I would hide in the closet, which had french doors and could be left open a crack very easily, and would take photos of the two girls together, as I had done with Ann and Bill. If Mattie refused the menage a trois, we could use the same sort of threat I'd used on Ann to get her to cooperate.
I was surprised that Ann was willing, even enthusiastic about the photo idea; after all, the photos of her and Bill had to hold some bad memories. But she was absolutely giggling at the idea, saying that "what was good for catching one prissy little bitch ought to work well on another."
They planned to meet on a Saturday afternoon, around 3:00pm, and for Mattie to stay that night. I'd never even been in the main house, let alone Ann's room, and I wanted to break-in her bed that morning, before the party with Mattie began. She was extremely willing, so we spent the hours between 10:00am and noon joyously fondling and humping in her flowery bed. I only let myself come once, though, as I wanted to save my strength for the evening.
What a room! Everything in it looked extremely expensive, from the frilly canopy bed to the textured wallpaper to the solid oak, antique furniture. The carpeting was rich, lush wool, which made the room whisper quiet. Except for the sounds we made, of course.
Ann had finished a particularly vigorous cocksucking session, my come now dribbling out the sides of her grinning mouth and dripping onto her tits, when the princess phone (naturally) next to her bed rang. Since I was in an impish mood I began tonguing her snatch while she tried to talk on the phone.
"Um, he-hello," she said, then grinned and tried to push my head away, "Oh, hi Mattie." She said the name with emphasis, as if to tell me this was too important and I should stop; I sucked her harder. "Um, no, no I'm fine, uh, I just ran upstairs and, uhhhhh, I'm a little out of br-breath. Sure, you can come... come early. When? F-Fine, see you at one then... "
She hung up and then playfully slapped the top of my head. "Oh, you crud! If, uh, if, uh, if she th-thought you w-were here she, mmmmmmmmmm, oh fuck it... go, baby, go... " She pressed my head into her cunt and started to come again.
We only had an hour, and Ann wanted to make sure the room was sufficiently aired out (and her pussy was dry) before Mattie got there, so we stopped and cleaned up.
Mattie arrived right on time, Ann rushing downstairs to let her in. I was amused and excited to see Ann so eager for this. I found myself a reasonably comfortable position in the closet, readied my camera, and left the door open a crack. Soon thereafter I heard them coming up the stairs.
Not much happened in the first few hours.
The closet idea had sounded fine, but in practice it was a pain. Four o'clock that afternoon found me rather cramped and trying to remain silent while the girls sat and did homework. Ann had tried on several occasions to get the conversation into the sexual arena, but Mattie was pretty worried about her economics class and was hard to distract. She had not come dressed to play either, wearing a sweatshirt and jeans. Ann looked like a cute little babydoll in her frilly robe, and I knew from recent personal experience that she wore nothing underneath.
Finally, Ann did what my mind had been screaming for her to do for the last hour -- she loosened her robe so that Mattie could get a glimpse of her tits if she tried to. Ann leaned forward on the bed, ostensively to make a note from her schoolbook, but her tits almost spilled out and Mattie could not help but see.
"Gee, Ann, you're about to lose your robe," Mattie said. Mattie had a voice that was almost indistinguishable from Susan Saint James, though she looked nothing like her. Now there was a slight tension in that voice -- at least I thought there was.
"Well, we've seen it all in PE, haven't we? Frankly, I'm a little warm in this anyway -- I think I'll put on a T shirt... "
She walked to the closet, dropping her robe. I jumped for a second when I realized that she planned to open the door, but had to notice that Mattie was staring at her naked body as she walked by. Ann was right, Mattie's interest in her was definitely still alive and definitely sexual.
Ann threw the closet door open and stood before me, naked, her body blocking the view that Mattie would otherwise have had of me crouching among the shoes and boxes. She smiled down at me and winked, then ran her tongue over her lips and flashed me a look of pure lust. My dick became hard, of course, which made me very uncomfortable. She smiled again, as if that was her little prank on me.
She drew out a knee-length T-shirt, black with a white cat face on it, and closed the door (not quite all the way, of course). Still nude, she walked to the center of the room and held the T-shirt up to her chest.
"Isn't this great? I had it made at that place near Sherman's. The gal hand painted it and everything... " Ann lifted it to slip it over her head, then feigned a little trouble untangling the material -- all to give Mattie plenty of time to look.
Mattie stared on appreciatively. Her lips formed a silent little pucker at Ann's exposed pussy and tits. I was looking at Mattie, and was realizing just how lovely a girl she was. She had very looks very much like Ann Margaret, though she was a bit more busty and her hair was a deeper shade of red. Like most guys, I had really only noticed her large breasts before, which were hard to overlook, but as she was dressed in a shapeless sweatshirt and posed in profile, from my vantage point, I had an opportunity to really see her face. I hoped all the more that this evening went as Ann and I had planned.
"Much better," Ann said. "Gee, I hope you brought something else to wear. It can get warm in the evening, especially upstairs in this house."
"No," Mattie said, still staring, "I'm afraid this is it. I guess I'll just have to sweat."
"Heavens, no," Ann exclaimed, stepping back to the closet, "I'm sure I have something you can wear... "
As Ann opened the closet, again hiding me with her body and again flashing me one of her famous boner-producing looks, I heard Mattie behind her: "Well, we're not exactly the same size, Ann, you know."
"Up top," Ann said, sliding the hangers one by one. "But I'll find something. You're going to die in that."
Ann winked at me again and I had to stifle a laugh at what she had chosen. It was a negligee that would leave little to the imagination on Ann, let alone buxom Mattie. I bit my hand to keep silent.
"Here, Ann said, turning and closing the closet partway again, "this will look fantastic on you."
Mattie took the hanger. "This is way too small. I'll pop out the top if I don't ruin it."
"It'll be fine," Ann said. When Mattie made no move to put it on she sighed. "Mattie, give it a try. Don't be so prissy."
"Prissy? Shit... " Mattie pulled her sweatshirt over her head in one motion, revealing a quite simple white cotton bra underneath. Her breasts, 36's at least and perhaps more, were held fast by the bra, which was probably the only kind she could get to fit her. She unsnapped her jeans and slid them off, almost looking me right in the eye for a moment, then stood there, magnificent in her white underwear, arranging the negligee and preparing to pull it on.
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