by Lee Dorsey
It’s funny, I hadn’t thought about Anthony and Claire since my coming to New York. I should try and reach them. I’m sure they would be interested in my theatrical success. I should probably wait, however, until the notices come out after opening night. Then I will call them if the reviews are favorable.
Jenny came back downstairs. Facetiously, I said, "Well, is the KY within arm’s reach?” She looked at me and smiled. She sat down and we talked for about an hour. At six o’clock, Jenny put the roast in the oven and set the timer. We both retired up stairs to get dressed. It had been agreed that morning, we would wear something sexy. We both had a long almost see through dress. It was decided that we wouldn’t wear any underwear. The dresses would be easy to discard when the time came to seduce Colin.
We went into our respective rooms. I took a long hot shower. Then I lay the gown I was going to wear on the bed. I sat down at my vanity and took my time doing my makeup. It flashed through my head that in several weeks, I would be sitting in front of a mirror at the theater doing makeup six nights a week for the play.
When I was satisfied with the way I looked, I put the gown on over my naked body. I walked down the stairs. Jenny was still in her room. I checked my watch. The time was seven twenty-five. I walked into the kitchen. I could smell the roast in the oven. I checked the timer. It had fifteen minutes to go. I opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of Chardonnay. I opened the bottle. I removed a cooler from the freezer. I took the bottle of wine along with the cooler into the living room. I placed three wine glasses on the coffee table. As I was about to sit down the doorbell rang.
I walked to the door. When I opened it, Colin was standing on the top step with a bottle of wine in his hand. I kissed him. I stood back and allowed him to come in. I escorted him into the living room. He handed me the bottle of wine. It was a Merlot. I placed it in my wine rack. And I walked back into the living room. "Did you have any trouble locating the house?” I inquired.
"It was a piece of cake.” He looked around, "This is a very nice place. It’s much nicer than a lot of the brown stones I’ve been in. I almost hate to ask what this place costs you.”
"Then don’t ask,” I said with a smile. At that point, Jenny came down the stairs. It was almost like she was making a theatrical entrance in a play. I have to admit, she looked gorgeous. As she sashayed into the living room, I made the introductions. "Colin, I would like you to meet my roommate, Jenny. She is studying theater at another of the Broadway theaters. Jenny, Colin is an experienced professional actor who has recently been cast in a touring company.”
Jenny crossed to Colin, embraced and kissed him on the cheek. "It’s an honor to finally make your acquaintance. Androgyny has told me wonderful things about you. I’m looking forward to asking you a hundred questions about the theater this evening during dinner.”
"Jenny has prepared a special dinner in your honor. She is a wonderful cook,” I said. Jenny excused herself. She went into the kitchen to check on the roast. She also began to prepare the vegetables she was going to serve.” Colin and I sat down.
"Jenny is very beautiful,” Colin whispered to me.
"I could tell she found you very attractive as well,” I assured him. I had insinuated that we may have a threesome sometime after dinner. He had seemed amenable to that suggestion. I think he may have been reserving a commitment until after he met her. As far as I could tell, everything was a go.
I poured Colin a glass of wine and inquired how he was coming along studying for the play. He said that he had memorized all the lines. It was just a matter of learning the blocking when rehearsals began the next week.
Jenny walked back into the room. She announced that the dinner would be served in fifteen minutes. She poured a glass of wine and sat down. I could see her sizing up Colin. From my observation at the way she was gazing at him, she was fantasizing about getting her hands on his naked body. I looked over at her and gave her a subtle sign that Coin was ready to play. That brought a broad smile to her face.
We all sat there for the next several minutes. We made small talk. Jenny referred to her watch and announced, "Dinner is served.”
We all retired to the dining area. Jenny went into the kitchen. I placed a newly opened bottle of wine on the table. I indicated for Colin to be seated at the head of the table. Jenny and I were going to flank him on either side. Jenny began to bring in the various dishes and place them on the table. She set the roast in the center.
"I hope you like roast, Colin. I made this especially for you,” she bragged.
"I haven’t had someone make me dinner in a long time. Everything looks wonderful,” he remarked.
We passed around all the food and each of us took generous helpings. The conversation turned toward the theater. Colin did most of the talking. He had been doing professional theater for over two years. Colin had several very funny stories about things that had happened to him while on stage. Jenny and I shared some of our experiences doing theater in college. All in all, the three of us bonded.
After dinner, Jenny and I cleared the table. Jenny served a special dessert that she had prepared. While she was in the kitchen retrieving some dessert spoons, I reached under the table and put my hand on Colin’s thigh. I whispered to him. "If you think this dessert is going to be good, get prepared for what’s coming.”
A diabolical look crossed his face. Jenny returned to the room. In addition to the spoons, she brought another bottle of wine. The dessert was an apple pie she had baked topped with ice cream. We all had another glass of wine.
Everyone was beginning to get a little silly from the wine. After we finished the dessert and wine, Jenny suggested that the two of us show Colin the rest of the house. I helped Jenny carry the soiled dishes into the kitchen and put them into the dishwasher. As we were loading the dishes, Jenny leaned over and whispered, "Let the last room we show him be my bedroom. I have everything set up.”
We walked back into the dining room. I took Colin by the hand. We are now going to give you the grand tour. We walked him through the downstairs area. Then Jenny took his other hand. The three of us proceeded upstairs. Colin wasn’t stupid. He knew exactly what was in store. We showed him all of the rooms on the second floor except Jenny’s bedroom. We saved that one until last.
Jenny opened her bedroom door. We let Colin enter first. Jenny had turned the lights down very low to give the room some ambiance. Colin was feeling the effects of the wine. He stood in the center of the room. Jenny moved in front of Colin and kissed him. Then Jenny and I proceeded to undress him. As we peeled away his clothes, he stood frozen. He let us have our way. I casually said to him, "You and I have had sex on several occasions. Jenny and I are intimate lovers as well. We share everything. Tonight, I agreed to share you. Are you up for that?”
For the moment, he remained silent. As the last piece of his clothing fell to the floor, he said, "How could I refuse two beautiful women such as you? It’s every man’s dream. I’m at your service.” I stood pressed against his bare ass. I put my hand around and took hold of his penis. It began to get hard. Jenny knelt down in front of him. I released my hand. I turned over his manhood to her. She began to use that incredible mouth that contained those pleasurable lips and tongue. I could feel him tense up as she sucked his penis into her mouth.
"Be careful,” I warned. "He is capable of premature ejaculation.”
She looked up at me. And then she discontinued the fellatio. Jenny took hold of his penis. She led him to the bed. Jenny and I removed our gowns. The three of us climbed onto the bed. I could tell that Jenny was in admiration of Colin’s beautiful, chiseled body. She lay back on the bed. Colin began to zero in on her breasts. Jenny had the most perfect breasts I had ever seen on a woman. I decided to get in on the action. I went down on her. She began to writhe around while I was pushing my face deep into her vulva. Her clit was more swollen than I had ever seen it. Colin moved from her breast to her lips kissing her passionately.
I sai
d to Colin, "We are now going to do a three way pleasure trip. I have to ask you. Have you ever had anal sex?” He looked at me with a questionable expression. That look answered my question. Jenny turned over on her stomach. Her beautiful ass presented itself for the taking. Jenny had placed the KY on the night table. I took the tube and squeezed a generous amount into the palm of my hand. I smeared it all over Colin’s penis. I put some more between the cheeks of Jenny’s ass. Jenny opened her legs apart to allow Colin to kneel between them. I took hold of his very hard, erect penis. I guided it in between the cheeks of her ass. "Move slowly,” I coached him. "Otherwise you might hurt her.” Colin got into the slow rhythm of it. He paid close attention to my direction. I slid around in front of Jenny and opened my legs. With both hands, I lifted her head and rested it on my pussy. With both of her hands, she raised my thighs placing them around either side of her head. She began to give oral pleasure to me.
While Jenny put me into a state of euphoria, I continued to keep my eyes on Colin. I could tell by the look on his face he was receiving incredible pleasure from being in Jenny’s ass. Jenny was enjoying it as well. I was in a position to see her when she would squeeze her cheeks together gripping Colin’s penis. The three of us were in a sexual frenzy.
I began to have an orgasm. It was induced by my observing Colin doing Jenny anally and Jenny performing cunnilingus like she always does so well. When Jenny felt me begin my orgasmic convulsions, she followed suit. Colin would stop periodically when he would feel himself reaching an orgasmic state. He was being very considerate. I guess he learned the lesson I taught him last week about not having a premature orgasm.
I looked down at Colin and Jenny as I said, "Let’s try to reach an orgasm in unison.” They both looked at me and smiled. Jenny and Colin picked up the tempo. I got into the rhythm too. The three of us were moving up and down with such force, I was afraid we were going to damage the bed. The sounds Jenny was making signaled she was on the verge. I could feel myself building to a climax. I instinctively knew Colin was ready to deposit his load. All three of us hit the top at the same time. That’s what I call a team effort.
We held our positions for more than a half hour. Colin finally removed himself from Jenny. I rolled over to her left. Colin flanked her right. The three of us exchanged passionate kisses. Our performance was a success.
After about an hour, I suggest that we all retire downstairs and have another piece of Jenny’s apple pie. Everyone agreed. Jenny and I got up and put on our gowns. Colin slipped on his pants and pullover shirt. The three of us went downstairs. While Jenny was getting the pie and baptizing it with ice cream, I retrieve the bottle of wine Colin brought to the dinner. Colin opened the wine and poured each of us a glass. Jenny served the pie. We all sat around the table and congratulated ourselves on a successful threesome.
Jenny suggested that Colin spend the night. I could sense the two of them were sexually bonding. She wanted more of him. That was alright with me. I like Colin, but I didn’t consider myself his girl, exclusively. When we finished the wine, Jenny stood from the table, took Colin by the hand. The two of them went upstairs.
I took a bottle of wine from the refrigerator. I poured a glass and went into the living room. I picked up my script off the coffee table. Then I spent some time going over my lines. After about an hour, it was getting difficult for me to keep my eyes open. I turned out the lights and went upstairs. As I passed Jenny’s room, I could hear her making erotic sounds. I went into my room, took off my gown and got into bed. I was asleep in seconds.
The next morning was Sunday. The bells ringing from the church a half block away awakened me. I rolled out of bed and took a shower. Then I put on a pair of jeans and a pullover. When I got downstairs, Colin was sitting at the kitchen table talking to Jenny as she was preparing breakfast. I sat down next to him. He poured me a cup of coffee. "How did you guys sleep last night?” I inquired.
"It was very restful. Jenny is a good bunk mate. As far as I know, she doesn’t snore.”
"When I finally decided to go to bed last night, the two of you were still going at it. I don’t know where you found the energy,” I casually remarked. They gave each other a flirtatious glance. Colin took a drink of his coffee. Jenny continued with her culinary duties.
She served us a wonderful breakfast. The three of us sat and talked for about an hour. Colin finally said that he had to get home. He wanted to spend the day working on his script. He stood from the table. He thanked Jenny for a wonderful dinner and evening. He thanked me for inviting him. Jenny and I walked him to the door. After he opened the door, we both passionately kissed him goodbye. We watched him as he walked down the steps and up the street toward the subway station.
We walked back to the kitchen and began to straighten up. Jenny turned to me and said, "I want to thank you for sharing Colin with me. I found him to be a wonderful lover. I would like to do it again sometime with him, if that’s alright with you?”
"Colin and I are not married. He’s a free agent. I enjoy having sex with him, too. But if he wants to have sex with you, that’s alright with me. You and I have a special bond. We share.”
The rest of the day was spent quietly reading the New York Times and watching some of the Sunday talk shows on television. Later in the day, Jenny announced that she was going to spend the night with Ted at his apartment. She left me alone. I decided to get dressed and walk down to the Italian restaurant for dinner.
While I was waiting for my dinner to be served, the owner of the restaurant came over to my table and introduced himself. His name was Vincenzo Bellini. He asked me if I was with anyone. When I told him I wasn’t, he asked if he could join me for a few minutes. He was one of those people who have a thousand questions when they first meet you. He was fascinated that I was an actress. "I will come and see you on opening night,” he promised. The only thing I learned about him was he had emigrated from Italy ten years before with his brother. They had saved their money and opened this restaurant five years ago. When he got up to leave, he shook my hand and wished me luck doing the new play. I finished my dinner and walked home.
I decided to go to bed early. I wanted to be fresh for my first day of rehearsal. I got undressed, went into the bathroom to remove my makeup. I thought it would be a good idea if I masturbated before attempting to go to sleep. I didn’t want to lay there for an hour or more thinking about the threesome Colin, Jenny and I had last night. I got into bed and performed my manipulations. I learned the technique when I was in high school. I overheard two girls in my class talking about doing it one day. They were pretty graphic. I went home that afternoon and practiced on myself. I discovered I liked doing it. It had the result of relieving my tensions. Now, when I don’t have a sexual partner for the day, I resorted to giving myself a hand job. It works wonders. When I finished, I slept like a baby.
Chapter 10
I had an erotic dream overnight. I dreamed that Mr. Golden, my director, told me in front of the whole cast, it was required for me to perform oral sex on him. He said in my dream, "Every young actress working for me the first time was required to perform this ritual. It was a tradition in the theater.” All the actors and staff gathered around in a circle with Mr. Golden standing in the center. I was forced to get down on my knees in front of him. I unzipped his trousers. This huge penis slipped out of his fly. I knelt there just looking at it. Someone in the circle screamed out. "Suck it!” I took it in my hand. Just as I was about to put it in my mouth, the alarm clock rang. I was saved.
I jumped out of bed and headed for the shower. I wanted to get wide awake under the water. After my shower, I got dressed in some casual clothes. I learned that lesson when I rehearsed for a play at college. After I collected everything I was going to take with me, I went downstairs. Jenny hadn’t come home. I fixed some coffee and cut a piece of the apple pie from Saturday night’s dessert. Rehearsal wasn’t scheduled to begin until nine o’clock. I didn’t want to arrive too early. It was eight o’c
lock. I thought I would wait another fifteen minutes before taking the subway to the Village.
When I got on the train, I saw many of the same people I rode with when I was going to school. The ride from the location of the school to the Village is another ten minutes. From the subway station in the village to the rehearsal facility was about a two block walk.
As I approached the front of the rehearsal hall, Jim was coming from the other direction. I waited for him to catch up. "Good morning.” Did you have a good weekend?”
"It was great. How was yours?” I countered.
He opened the door and we walked into a lobby of sorts. A young man was sitting at a table. He introduced himself as Steve. He was the stage manager. I remembered him from the audition. After he had us sign in, he directed us into the rehearsal hall. It was a large room. In the center of the room the floor was marked off. I asked Jim what the tape on the floor represented. He said his guess was it represented the dimensions of the stage at the theater.
There were chairs against all the walls. This would be the first time I ever acted in the round. The work I had done in college was on a proscenium stage. I knew I had some things to learn. One of the things I thought could be unnerving was the audience sitting so close to the stage. Jim told me that he had done a play once in the round. An audience member, who he believed had dementia or Alzheimer’s, began to have an incident while Jim was on stage. He was in a very dramatic scene with another actor when it happened. He told me it was very unnerving.
"I had to employ every bit of concentration I could muster. Fortunately,” Jim explained, the director had been in the audience and had managed to get the individual out of the theater.” He continued, "If this same situation would have happened while acting on a proscenium stage, the actors would never have been aware that there had ever been a problem.”
Concentration, for me when acting, is everything. If a situation, such as the one Jim had described were to happen to me while doing a scene, it would destroy my characterization. I intended to offer a hypothetical situation to the director. I would like him to offer a game plan that I could implement if a similar situation should occur.