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The Road Not Taken is one of my favorite stories for a
number of reasons. Not the least being that a number of the
characters where based on fans who were members of the mailing
list I had at the time. It was fun creating online identities for
them all and I hope you enjoy the story I built around them.
The Road Not Taken
by Ann Douglas
Jennifer Sutherland stared out the kitchen window as she
took another sip of her morning coffee. Mentally, she made a note
to call the lawn service to trim the grass out by the back fence.
The paper was calling for rain this afternoon but looking at the
clear morning sky she thought they were wrong once again.
"I guess she's not coming this morning." the 38 year old
brunette said to herself as she placed her now empty coffee cup
down on the table.
"She" was Sally Yee, the 25 year old emergency room nurse
who had rented the basement apartment for the last few months.
Jennifer and Sally usually had coffee every Friday but this
morning she'd found a note saying she'd been called into work late
last night and might not be able to make it. Still, Jennifer had
come to enjoy their weekly chats so much that she had hoped Sally
could still make it.
Rinsing out the cup in the sink, Jennifer remembered that at
first she'd been reluctant to rent out the tiny basement
apartment. They'd converted the small room into living space when
they'd first bought the house fifteen years ago so that her
widowed mother could live with them. She had passed away six
years ago and her oldest son Chris had inherited the apartment.
Then Chris went away to college a year and a half ago and his
brother Bill took it over.
Eight months ago, right after his 18th birthday, Bill had
enlisted in the Navy, deciding that it was a good way to spend a
few years while he decided what he wanted to do with his life. It
wasn't a bad decision but it had left Jennifer with an empty house.
It had been both a new and very strange feeling to the
mother of two. A little over 20 years ago, Jennifer had gone right
from her father's house to her husbands. It wasn't how she
planned it though. Originally there had been plans for college,
maybe a career. And if she was totally honest with herself, she
wasn't 100% certain that her future plans involved Jack
Sutherland. But what was that phrase from the song, "Life is what
happens when you're busy making other plans."
"Oh it happened all right." Jennifer said to herself as she
stepped out onto the kitchen porch. "Did it ever."
Her thoughts drifted back to the night some six weeks
after the senior prom when she became all too aware of two of
life's harsh realities. The first was the fine print on the side of a
box of condoms, not that she ever read it, which stated that while
effective, any form of birth control was only 99% or so. The other
truth was the fact that yes, you can lose your virginity and get
pregnant at the same time.
It could've been worse. She and Jack had already
graduated High School and he had already gone to work at his
father's hardware store. Two decades later, Jack Sutherland had
taken over from his father and owned four hardware stores in four
different towns.
If only their personal life had been so successful. At 18
they'd been very much in love, but as they grew older, it became
very apparent that they had matured in opposite directions. Jack
had immersed himself in the business and Jennifer in her sons.
The only problem was that while Jack still had the business,
looking forward to the day when Chris got his degree and followed
in his footsteps, Jennifer now had a big void in her life.
A void that was becoming filled more and more with the
what-ifs of her life. What if she'd gone to college? What if she'd
been married to someone other than Jack? What if she simply led
an adventurous life, leaving behind a trail of lovers. It wasn't too
late to pick up the loose threads of her life and start anew, but
she found that she lacked the spark to rekindle her fires.
"Morning Jennifer." called out a soft quiet voice as its
owner walked up the driveway.
"Hi Sally!" Jennifer called out, her mood improving
immediately.
"Sorry I couldn't make it this morning." Sally said as she
climbed the steps up to the porch "But I didn't finish my shift
until 2 A.M. and decided to crash on one of the couches in the
lounge rather than drive home tired."
"That was a good idea." Jennifer agreed. "Can you sit for a
while or are you on your way out the door again?"
"Well I was going to run a few errands, but I guess they can
wait." the black haired woman said as she dropped into one of the
large cushioned wicker chairs that filled the porch.
"Great." Jennifer said with a smile as she settled into her
own chair.
Sally Yee was a few inches taller than Jennifer's 5'6" with a
round pleasant face that made her seem even younger than her 25
years. Long straight black hair was tied up into the bun she wore
while working. Hair that stretched down to her waist when undone.
Sally had a slim but well developed build. A tight waist and taut
stomach supported small round breasts that were firm enough not
to need additional support. At least Jennifer had never noticed
Sally wear a bra, even when she only sported a T-shirt.
Jennifer, on the other hand, had full bodied breasts which
had developed early and caused her to have to start wearing a bra
long before most of the girls in her class. They had almost been
too large for her to make the cheerleader squad in high school.
Mrs. Johnston, the faculty advisor, had felt that Jennifer
stood out too much from the other less endowed girls and caused
too much of a distraction when she wore the short and tight
cheerleader outfits. It took a petition of over a hundred
signatures, almost all belonging to boys, to make the principal
overrule Mrs. Johnston. The petition said it was a matter of
upholding Jennifer's rights, but no one really believed it was
anything other then a lot of horny young men's desire to see Jenn
doing splits in the red and white cheerleader's uniform.
"So how was your night?" Jennifer asked, always interested
in the interesting life Sally led.
As the young Asian woman told the tale of the injuries to
some police and firemen battling a four-alarm over by the edge of
town, Jennifer thought about how much she liked having Sally
around.
Despite the difference in their age and backgrounds, the
two women had found enough in common to become friends.
Jennifer had been amazed to discover that Sally had gotten
married even younger than she had. At 17, her family had
pressured her into marriage with an older man. The union had
lasted less than 2 years and Sally had found herself divorced at 19.
Her family, being very old world, had never forgiven her for
what they perceived as an insult to their family honor. Sally
hadn't told her exactly why she'd left her husband but it was
obvious from the way she talked about their brief marriage that
she had never loved him from the start. In Jennifer's case, at
least she could say that at least in the early years, her case had
been different.
So at 19, disowned by her family, Sally had stopped using
the name her family had given her, Yee Sau-ling, and had gone back
to school for her nursing degree. Totally immersing herself in her
goal, she had crammed a normal course of study into less than 3
years.
Currently, she worked at Metropolitan Hospital only a few
blocks away. She had been overjoyed to find an apartment so close
that she could walk back and forth to work.
As Sally finished her story, Jennifer remembered something
she wanted to ask her younger friend.
"We're having a barbecue Sunday night." Jennifer said. "I
was wondering if you could come?"
"Well, I'll have to check my schedule." Sally replied. "I'm on
call this weekend."
"I hope you can." Jennifer said. "Jack's cousin Michael is
coming over and I really think you'd like him. He's a paramedic so
you should have something in common already."
Sally didn't immediately respond but the look on her face
told Jennifer that she wasn't exactly excited by the prospect of
meeting Jennifer's relative.
"Jenn..I...." she began.
"No, you don't have to say it." Jennifer cut her off. "I
guess I should have asked you first."
"Well....it might've been a good idea." Sally replied.
"It never occurred to me that you might not be interested."
Jenn continued. "I should've considered the idea that you might
not want to date non-Asian men. I mean the fact that I've never
even heard you mention one should've been a clue."
Sally seemed to be considering something for a few moments
as her eyes took on a far-away stare. It lasted only a few brief
seconds but when her attention returned it was clear that she had
something to say.
"Jenn, I need to tell you something." she began. "I really
wasn't planning on bringing this up but I once made myself a
promise not to lie to myself or other people for that matter."
"I'm all ears." Jennifer laughed.
"It's not that I don't date non-Asian men." Sally said in a
calm, even tone. "I don't date men, period."
"Sally, I know you had a bad marriage." Jennifer quickly
replied. "But that's no reason to shut yourself out from
relationships. I'm sure that there are plenty of men that....."
"You don't understand." Sally cut her off. "I don't have
relationships with men. Jennifer, I'm a lesbian."
For the first time since she'd met Sally, Jennifer was
speechless.
"I really hadn't planned on telling you that." Sally went on.
"But I think if I didn't, you'd be going out of your way to match me
up with every unmarried Chinese man in town."
"I never would've guessed." Jennifer finally said. "I mean, I
don't know what to say. Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure." Sally grinned. "This isn't something that I
just decided you know. I've known it since I was 13 years old. It
soon became obvious to my parents as well. That?s why they were
so quick to marry me off. I lived a lie every night for two years
until I couldn't do it anymore. That's when I promised myself that
I'd never lie to myself again - whatever the cost. I don't wear a
sign around my neck, but I don't try to hide it either."
"I can't imagine having that much courage." Jennifer said, a
touch of admiration in her voice. "To walk away from everything in
your life and start over."
"It wasn't easy." Sally admitted. "But every new life begins
with a single step, eventually the steps become easier as you build
on your life a little at a time."
A silent pause hung in the air. It took Jennifer a long
minute to understand what Sally had told her.
"I hope this won't make a difference in our friendship."
Sally said, breaking the silence.
"A difference?" Jennifer repeated.
"Well, some women have a hard time dealing with
lesbianism." Sally went on. "They tend to ignore every other thing
about you and just assign some stereotype image."
"What kind of image?" Jennifer asked, genuinely curious.
"Well that you spend your days trying to seduce lonely
housewives away from their husbands." Sally explained. "Or when
you're not doing that, you're trying to recruit your daughters into
some secret society."
"Well are you?" Jenn asked in mock seriousness.
"When I was a lot younger, I wished there was some kind of
secret society." Sally said. "Somewhere I could go to talk to
someone. You have no idea what it's like to grow up a lesbian teen,
and a Chinese lesbian teen on top of that. Imagine having your own
parents look down on you as some kind of abomination."
Jennifer thought for a moment of her own parents reaction
when she had told them she was pregnant. Her father had been
angry enough that night to call her a slut. But in the end they had
calmed down and there had been socially acceptable solutions to
her predicament. Marriage that early in her life might not be
ideal, but at least Jack had a future with his father's company and
it would give the baby a name. In fact, since both her mother and
mother-in-law were quick to spread the story that Chris was
premature, few people knew she had walked down the aisle
pregnant.
"No, I can't imagine what it must've been like." Jennifer
responded. "But you don't have to worry about our friendship.
This isn't going to affect it."
"Are you sure?" Sally asked again.
"I'm positive." Jennifer repeated. "I don't believe in
judging someone based on who they share their bed with. After
all, look who sleeps on the other side of my bed." she laughingly
added.
"I've always thought Mr. Sutherland was a nice guy." Sally
noted.
"Oh he is, I'm only kidding." Jennifer replied. "But while
we're on the subject, I don't think this is the kind of thing you
should mention to him. I hope you're okay with that because I'm
really not sure what kind of reaction he would have."
"It's okay." Sally agreed. "As hard as the subject is for
some women to come to grips with, it's even harder for an even
greater number of men."
"Good." Jennifer said, letting out a deep breath.
"I'd really better get started on those errands." Sally
noted as she looked at her watch and began to rise from her seat.
"Please try and come to the barbecue." Sally said. "I'm sure
you'll have a good time anyway."
"I'll try." Sally said as she stepped off the porch and waved
good-bye.
Sally did come to the barbecue and she had a great time. In
fact everyone had a lot of fun. One thing bothered Jennifer
though. When the two women were changing into their swim suit,
she suddenly felt very self conscious being nude next to Sally. It
wasn't that Sally did anything different. In fact, she barely
glanced in the older woman's direction. Jennifer just couldn't get
the thought out of her mind that exposing herself to Sally was
just like letting any of the men outside see her naked.
It was a stupid idea of course, she thought. After all, she
was over ten years older than Sally and while she looked good for
her age, she definitely didn't have the same body she had back in
high school.
That night, long after all the guests had gone home,
Jennifer found herself standing nude in front of the bathroom
mirror and taking stock of herself. Her hair was still the rich
brown color it had been since she was a child, no sign of even a
single gray strand. A few lines showed in her face, but there were
a lot less than many of her contemporaries. She could chalk that
one up to good genes, both her mother and grandmother had aged
gracefully as they liked to say.
The large 36C bust that had been so popular back in high
school had suffered some of the effects of age and gravity, but
serious attention to her physical well-being over the years had
helped reduce the negatives there as well. Her small pink nipples
were still immediately noticeable, popping to attention as the cool
evening air hit them. Absentmindedly, Jennifer ran her middle
fingers over each of them.
From the brief glance she had taken before she felt a little
foolish, Jennifer remembered that Sally had small very dark brown
nipples. She idly wondered if the younger woman's nubs were as
sensitive.
Jennifer's stomach showed she should get back to the gym,
a long lazy summer had let a few pounds collect there. It wasn't
obvious as the bulge that was wrapped around Jack's belly, but
even a few too many pounds on a woman stood out.
Her hand slid down to the hairy bush between her legs and
gently stroked the center of it. Once upon a time she used to trim
her hair regularly, but it had been so long since Jack had noticed
she no longer went to the trouble. Oh, they still had sex now and
then, but it had been reduced to the occasional wham, bam and
thank you ma'am. Long gone were the days when they went at it all
night, and if they boys were away, into the next day as well.
The next week passed quickly for Jennifer and she only saw
Sally for a few minutes on Friday. Even so, the young Asian woman
was never far from her thoughts. She just couldn?t get the idea
that she was a lesbian out of her mind. What was it like she kept
asking herself, making love to another woman? What would it be
like to even just kiss one? Of course she?d kissed other women
over the years, relatives, girlfriends and such, but they were
always safe sexless kisses. How different would it be if backed by
passion?
One quiet afternoon, she actually dug out one of those old
porno tapes that Jack kept in the basement and watched it. It
had been over ten years since she?d watched one of them with him
and she tossed aside boxes until she found the one she
remembered. She fast forwarded past all the male and female
scenes until she got to images of girl on girl sex. She must?ve
watched that five minute segment a half dozen times. By the last
time she watched it the young Chinese woman in the film had
metamorphosed into Sally?s twin. It was quickly becoming an
obsession.
Saturday was the busiest day of the week and Jennifer
thought it would never end. About ten o?clock, she crawled into
bed and fell asleep. About midnight, she woke out of a listless
slumber. Something was nagging at the back of her mind. Then it
hit her, she?d forgotten to set the washing machine after she'd
put in that last load. Normally she would run it overnight to take
advantage of the lower electrical rates. She knew that it would
keep her awake the rest of the night if she didn?t go down and run
it now. It was a silly thing really, but that was the kind of person
she was.
Slipping out of bed as quietly as she could, Jennifer was
careful not to wake Jack. Listening to his heavy breathing for a
moment, she doubted that he would?ve woke if she jumped up and
down on the floor.
Down the back stairs she went, carefully opening the door to
the laundry room. It took less than a minute to set the machine
and she was about to start back up the stairs when she heard a
soft bang from the front of the basement. The bang repeated
itself a moment later, this time loud enough for Jennifer to
identify it as coming from Sally's basement apartment.
Not sure what to make of the noise, Jennifer stepped back
from the stairs and tip toed instead into the small storage room
that was situated between the laundry room and the basement
apartment. Once inside the tiny room, Jennifer could hear voices
from Sally's apartment. Curiosity overwhelmed her and she
pressed her ear against the wall to hear more.
It was hard to make out exactly what was being said
through the sheetrock, but it was very obvious that Sally had
company in her room. Based on her recent revelations, it didn't
take a second for Jennifer to realize that it was another woman.
"They're making love." Jennifer said to herself as she
pressed harder against the wall in order to hear more. "This is
exciting." she added as she realized that her heart was beating at
a much quicker pace.
Jennifer regretted Jack having done such a good job with
the wall insulation as she could only hear parts of what was going
on just a few feet away. One thing that she had been able to
make out was that the other woman's name was Amber.
"God, I wish I could see what was going on." Jennifer
thought as she squeezed her breasts through her nightgown. "I
can't remember the last time I was this excited."
Then it came to her in a sudden memory. A few years back,
her youngest had drilled a hole in the wall in order to spy on his
older brother. She had found it by accident one day and really
thought it was rather silly. That was until she had looked through
it one afternoon when she had come home unexpectedly and saw
Chris standing naked in the center of the room. It came as quite a
shock to her. Her oldest son had grown into a handsome 6 footer
with blue/green eyes and short blonde hair.
His nakedness wasn't as startling as the fact that his
girlfriend, Joyce, was on her knees in front of him, equally naked --
her mouth wrapped around his cock. Intellectually, Jennifer knew
she should've immediately turned away from the image but the
eroticism of it held her at the peephole.
Joyce was a pretty enough girl, but rather skinny Jennifer
had always thought. She had small breasts, no more than a B-cup,
which always made her wonder why Chris dated her. In the past all
of his girlfriends had been rather well endowed. As she watched
her son's hardness slide back and forth between her lips, she no
longer had to wonder why.
Never having double-dated back in high school, Jennifer had
never actually seen another woman give head. From what she could
see now, Joyce was a first class cocksucker. In a way, she envied
her. Back in high school Jennifer had always found the idea of
actually taking a guys cock in her mouth a little repulsive. But then
again, there was a popular saying among many of the girls -- "No
one ever got pregnant giving head." How many times over the years
had she wished she'd followed that advice.
She watched fascinated as Chris's young manhood exploded
into the 17 year old girl's mouth, sending droplets of shiny white
cum dripping down her chin. Joyce continued to run her tongue up
and down his now milky coated cock, wiping it clean.
The entire spectacle had only lasted a few minutes but the
memory had lasted years. She had spackled over the hole the very
next day, both to preserve her son's privacy and to remove her
own temptation.
"The hole was right about here." Jennifer said to herself as
she ran her finger across the wall in the dark.
A smile filled her face as she discovered to her delight that
she lacked her husband's home repair skills. Most of the spackle
had dried into a fine powder, the rest was easily chipped away with
her nails. A few moments later she had fully exposed the small
hole.
In hindsight, the image of herself, a full grown woman,
sitting in the dark and spying on her tenant might seem ludicrous.
But such was the fire that spread from between her legs that she
never gave the idea of how embarrassing it would look if caught a
moment's thought.
Thankfully, Sally appeared to be one of those people who
liked to make love with the lights on and it was very easy to see
into the brightly lit room. In fact, the spyhole was situated almost
exactly across from the Asian woman's bed, giving Jennifer a
perfect view.
And what a view it was. Facing Jennifer was a young woman
in her late 20's with short blond hair and green eyes. As she was
on all fours, it was hard to guess her height but Jennifer thought
she was about as tall as she was. The young woman was wearing the
remains of a green teddy.
Kneeling behind her, Sally was dressed in a very attractive
and sexy white nightgown. Her breasts were fully exposed, giving
Jennifer the clear view of her dark nipples she had been denied
during their party last week. Sally had her hands wrapped around
Amber's large breasts, playing with them as she pressed her pelvis
against the woman beneath her again and again.
Between Sally's legs, almost hidden from view was something
Jennifer had never seen before -- not even in Jack's porno films.
Of course she knew what a strap-on dildo was even without having
seen one. It was all but buried in Amber's pussy as Sally pushed
and pulled it in and out.
"Oh baby, do it! Do it to me good!" Jennifer heard Amber
cry out as she arched her head back. The sound now carried a lot
better though the tiny hole. "Fill my pussy with your cock!"
In response, Sally drove forward with a powerful thrust, at
the same time pulling Amber's face to her own, pressing their lips
together.
"Oh yessss!" Amber purred.
This was too much for Jennifer. She slipped her hand down
into her own panties and found her mound so very wet. Never
taking her eyes off the two women in front of her, she began to
play with her clit.
Ever since she was a teenager, Jennifer has masturbated
almost daily. She remembered all the silly names people called it.
Flicking the switch, beating the bush and caressing the kitty were
her favorites. Yet in all those years, she couldn't remember her
finger dancing to have been this pleasurable.
Faster and faster Jennifer moved her fingers, keeping time
with the thrusts of Sally's dildo. In her imagination she could put
herself in Amber's place, enjoying the hardness of the artificial
cock.
Normally, Jennifer liked to close her eyes and drift in the
pleasures of masturbation, but not this time. The spectacle before
her was just too exciting.
Sliding her free hand beneath the soft material of her
nightgown, Jennifer took each breast in hand and rubbed them
vigorously. The
motion of her fingers felt good to her and always added to the
rising tide between her legs. Playing her nimble fingers over her
nipples, she quickly brought them to a full hardness.
She ran her tongue across her lips as she pressed her face
against the wall, her eye never wavering from her vantage point.
Her entire body felt warm as she pushed two fingers up within
herself, imagining them to be Sally's strap-on. It'd been months
since she'd been this worked up.
Faster and faster she worked her fingers, matching her
penetrations with the gasps of Amber's breaths. The older woman
was no longer worried about making any noise -- not that the two
lovers would've heard her if she screamed.
"Oh God, I'm going to cum!" Amber called out as Sally once
more planted her toy between her slender legs. "It feels so good."
"No, not yet!" Sally called out as she grabbed the base of
her "cock" and pulled it out of the blonde's pussy. "Not yet!"
As fast as she could, Sally rolled Amber over and replaced
her "cock" with her mouth. She drove her tongue up inside her
lover, covering it with the sweet juices her efforts had brought
forth. Her long slender fingers pressed against Amber's ass as she
pulled her crotch tight against her face.
It began as a flicker. Then a touch. Finally a long loving
caress. She could feel Amber's body react to each stroke as she
ran her tongue across her clit over and over.
Amber began to buckle and spasm as Sally increased the
intensity of her tongue's attack. She slid her free hand down
between her own legs and slid first one, then two and finally three
fingers within herself. She quickly matched the tempo of her
fingers to that of her tongue.
Sweat ran down the blonde's body as she shook with each
new ecstatic jolt. She could feel the rising crest within her and
knew that her orgasm was oh so very near.
Sally darted her tongue in and out of Amber's tunnel of love,
causing the waves of pleasure cascading up and down the younger
girl's body to double. The harder Sally moved her tongue, the
faster the waves repeated.
Faster and faster the waves washed over Amber, each
bringing her closer to an explosion. Tears ran down her cheeks as
she tried to delay the fire within her so that she could enjoy each
second.
With a yell, Amber climaxed loud enough that it caused
Jennifer to momentarily jump back from her spyhole. Amber's
small body shook for endless seconds as she took in every aspect
of her rapture.
Sally followed with her own orgasm seconds later as her
fingers covered her wetness. A much softer cry was on her lips.
Almost in time with Sally, Jennifer also climaxed with an
intensity that she hadn't enjoyed in oh so very long. Her body
trembled as her mouth formed a silent O. Her legs and arms grew
weak and repeated waves of delight rippled up and down her near
naked form.
For long moments after her bodyquake had ceased she just
drifted there, listening to the rapid beating of her heart. She
always loved to savor the first moments after an orgasm. One of
the sad truths of her life these days was that the orgasms she
enjoyed by her own hand were much more enjoyable than those
produced by her husband. This climax in particular, had been quite
memorable to say the least.
Twenty long minutes passed as Jennifer sat there in the
dark room, waiting until the lights went out in Sally's apartment.
She couldn't believe what she'd done. Yet at the same time she
was so glad she'd done it. Never in her life could she have
imagined that it could be so exciting to watch two people make love
-- and two women at that. What was it that they called someone
like that, oh yes -- a voyeur.
Quietly as she could she made her way back up to her own
bedroom. Jack was still dead to the world as she crawled back into
their bed. Despite her recent climax, Jennifer was still horny and
reached under the thin sheet and stroked Jack's cock. It didn't
take long to bring it to a familiar hardness. Despite this she
couldn't seem to get him interested.
"Come on Jack." she whispered as she ducked under the
sheet and slipped the head of his cock into her mouth.
"If this doesn't wake the dead, nothing will." she thought as
she ran her tongue along the underside of his balls.
"Mmmmmmmm." Jack finally stirred as the pleasant feeling
finally woke him up.
"Hi honey." Jennifer purred as she let his cock slip from her
mouth and climbed on top of him. "I am so, so horny." she said in
her sexiest voice.
Before Jack could respond, Jennifer had guided his cock to
the entrance of her moist mound and was pressing hard against it.
"Fuck me baby!" Jennifer said as she felt his hardness fill
her. "Fuck me hard!"
Jennifer began to move up and down on his cock, enjoying
the sensations that grew in intensity with each motion. Bracing
her hand against the sides of the bed, Jennifer rose and dropped
with an ever increasing frequency. Faster and faster, she pumped,
creating a suction that was drawing the life out of his cock.
"Oh Yes....Jennifer!.." Jack called out as he matched her
familiar motions.
At the rate she was moving, Jennifer knew that he would
cum quickly. Even as a young man, Jack had little self control. A
few minutes later she felt his body tensing. Lifting herself higher
so that his cock nearly fell out of her, she drove herself down on it
with a fury. Up again she raised and then down with the same
abandon. Twice more was all it took as she felt the first hot burst
erupt inside her.
Finally it was done and her hot, sweat covered body
collapsed upon his. Too exhausted to even lift herself, she just
laid there, his cock still within her. Eventually it began to shrink to
its pre-aroused state and slipped from within her...
Drained, Jack quickly fell back asleep, leaving Jennifer to
ponder what she had done. It'd been years since they'd fucked in
the middle of the night. In fact it'd been months since they'd
fucked at all.
It had been sex, pure and simple. Jack had been nothing
more than a warm blooded dildo used for her pleasure. Truth be
told, Jennifer knew she would have traded it in a moment for the
lifeless hard rubber one that Sally had worn, as long as the young
Asian woman was attached to the other end of it...
It was that thought that filled Jennifer's mind as she
finally drifted off to sleep.
The next Friday morning came quickly and with it Sally and
Jennifer's morning coffee. It was hard for Jennifer to keep her
mind on the more mundane topics of discussion. All she could see
when she looked at Sally was the image of her half naked, screwing
the life out of that blonde woman. Four times that week, Jennifer
had masturbated to that memory and each climax had been as
rewarding as the original.
"Do you have any plans for tomorrow night?" Jennifer asked
as casually as she could, trying not to sound too interested in the
answer.
"Why yes, I was planning to go out with a friend." Sally
replied as she sipped her coffee. "Why?"
"Oh no reason, I just thought if you had no plans we might
watch a movie on cable or something." Jennifer explained. "No big
deal, maybe another night."
"Sure, why not." Sally said.
The moment Sally said she was going out, Jennifer knew that
it would be with that blonde again. Silently she hoped they would
find their way once again back to Sally's apartment, because if
they did, she knew she would be there also. The temptation was
too hard to resist.
During the week, Sally had left the keys to the basement
apartment with Jennifer because the exterminator was coming by.
The older woman had taken the opportunity to check on the peep
hole from the other side. To her relief, it was practically invisible.
The hole was part of a small piece of chipped wallboard where a
wall light had been installed. When the wall light was on, you
couldn't look directly at the hole from Sally's side. Jennifer had
eliminated the possibility of light from the utility room sided by
covering that hole with a small piece of tape.
Jennifer stared at the ceiling as she waited for the clock to
reach twelve. She assumed that Sally would be home at the same
time as last week. The brunette was too excited to sleep and she
ignored Jack's snoring as she ran her finger up and down the slit in
her mound. Finally she couldn't wait any longer and got up.
Following the same pattern as last week, she made her way to the
utility room.
Carefully she removed the tape and saw that the basement
apartment was still dark. A small frown of disappointment filled
her face. Did they go somewhere else? Perhaps the blonde's
home?
"I'm here, might as well give it a little time." Jennifer
thought to herself as she got comfortable.
She'd fixed up that corner of the utility room earlier in the
week, making a little platform out of some heavy wooden boxes and
topping it with one of the boy's old bean bag chairs. It gave her a
comfortable place to sit.
It was almost too comfortable as once she'd sat there a
while, Jennifer fell asleep. It was only the sound of voices through
the wall that woke her up. Sally was finally home.
Excitedly, Jennifer pressed her eye against her spyhole.
Yes, it was Sally, and she was in much the same state of undress
that she'd been the week before. The Chinese woman was kneeling
on the bed, straddling another woman whose face was pressed
between Sally's legs. It was obvious from the look of contentment
on her face and the soft moans from Sally's lips that the partially
obscured woman had her tongue up and within Sally's pussy.
"This is so exciting." Jennifer thought as she slowly
caressed her own pussy, imagining the feel of a willing tongue on it.
"Come on Amber." she silently added. "Do it to us!"
It wasn't until both Sally and Jennifer had their first
mini-climax that the woman beneath Sally climbed out from under
her lower and Jennifer got a good look at her face.
"That's not Amber." Jennifer started to exclaim out loud,
catching herself only at the last moment.
Sure enough, the woman in Sally's bed wasn't the same
blonde that had been there a week before. She was just as blonde
but her hair was long, stretching down to her waist. The light was
bright enough for Jennifer to see that unlike Amber, this new love
had blue eyes. Finally, it was obvious that this blonde was in her
mid-thirties. Listening carefully, Jennifer heard Sally call out her
name. It was Susan.
The night ended much as it had the week before, with
Jennifer sharing Sally and Susan's climax. The only change was
that when she went back upstairs, Jennifer was more willing to
stop at the bathroom and satisfy herself with her vibrator rather
than try to repeat last weeks late night fuck with Jack. The final
result was the same with fewer problems.
Seven days quickly passed and during them Jennifer's
thoughts turned many times to the question of who she would find
with Sally when she looked though the hole on Saturday night. At
least once a day she masturbated to the images of the last two
weekends and the anticipation of what was to come. She no longer
cared that Jack had started working later than he normally did
and that she slept alone more and more. It just gave her more
time to think of Sally.
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"Oh Sally, tes seins sont si magnifiques. J'adore les sucer."
said the small long haired brunette who was sucking eagerly at
Sally's breasts.
"C'est l'attention de ta langue merveilleusee Marie-Josee,
qui fait ressortir leur veritable beaute." Sally replied as she
gently stroked the side of her lover's face.
From her hidden view, Sally could easily hear the words of
love but her own limited high school French was two decades
behind her. The most she could make out was that the girl's name
was Marie. She was a small woman, 25 years old and only 4'11" in
height. What she lacked in stature she more than made up in
passion.
As she had the two weeks before, Jennifer shared in that
passion.
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"Who will it be tonight?" Jennifer thought as she made
herself comfortable in the beanbag chair. "The suspense is killing
me."
She didn't have long to wait, and the answer wasn't who but
whom. Sally was laying across the bed, her head nestled between
the ample breasts of a plump, dark skinned Philippine woman.
Jennifer guessed she must've weighed about 160 lbs., but was
nevertheless an extremely sexy woman. Her breasts were at least
44D and rested on each side of Sally's head.
Across both women's feet lay another Asian woman in her
early 20's. As pale skinned as the first was dark, she had small
rounded breasts and a tiny black patch between her legs. In her
hand she held a small white vibrator, which at the moment was half
buried in Sally's pussy.
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"Oh my God!" Jennifer gasped as she took in the appearance
of the blonde propped against the headboard of the large bed, her
wet pussy growing wetter under the gentle caress of Sally's
tongue. "I hope she's legal." added the 38 year old as she admired
the small firm breasts that bounced up and down as the girl met
each stroke of Sally's tongue with a thrust of her own.
The girl was 5'3" with a face that didn't look more than 16.
All the girl was wearing was a bright red bra, pulled down to
expose her mounds. The matching panties were somewhere on the
floor. Her skin was tanned from head to toe, giving her an even
more juvenile appearance.
The girl had a familiar look to her. Jennifer knew she had
never met her before, but there was something about her. Then it
came to her. The girl was almost a dead ringer for a teen actress
that had appeared on a sitcom when Jennifer was younger. The
Bradley Group or something like that. She couldn't remember the
actress' name but she remembered that all the teenage boys in
the neighborhood had been hot for her. Jennifer remembered
overhearing her older brother tell one of his friends that she was
the girl they most wanted to fuck.
It caused Jennifer some concern to think that her boarder
had seduced an underage girl. But not so much concern that she
failed to bury three of her fingers within her cunt, frantically
rubbing her clit.
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Five weeks, six different lovers -- it was too much for
Jennifer to fully absorb. Her whole world now seemed to revolve
around that small utility room and the visions of delight just
beyond it. That she was invading the privacy of others no longer
came into play. All she knew was that nothing in her life had
caused such a reaction within her. In her dreams, she became the
women in Sally's bed -- the object of her considerable lust.
The following week, Sally had a small cold and decided to
stay home alone over the weekend. Jennifer couldn't believe the
deep sense of disappointment she had felt over that. The
Saturday nights they unknowingly shared were becoming an all
consuming obsession.
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Jennifer's face paled at the sight that greeted her eyes a
short week later. She had heard about such things but neither
understood them or ever thought she would. Sally was face down
on her bed, her hands and arms tightly bound together by thin
white cord. A small black gag filled her mouth, the center of
which held a tiny red ball. Her legs were spread wide apart,
chained to a thin wooden pole that kept them that way.
"Take it bitch!" the salt and pepper haired woman said as
she held on to the strap on cock between her legs and pressed it
against the gap between Sally's cheeks. "You know you want it."
Dressed in a leather outfit that left her large breasts
hanging free, the 50 year old woman pushed harder until the head
of her rubber cock began to disappear into Sally's wet pussy. The
Chinese woman bucked up and down as her captor pushed inch after
inch inside of her.
"Oh baby, you know you love it" Rose Marie said as she slid
the full length into her helpless captive.
Sally's voice was muffled by the gag, but the look in her
eyes told volumes. Yes, she did love it.
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Sally's love of toys was never more evident a week later
when she shared her bed with a 25 year old athletic blonde with
fire-gold hair named Kelly. A long hard double-ended dildo
connected the two woman as they rocked each other to orgasm
after orgasm. In Jennifer's sizzling dreams that night, she was
the woman on the other side of that artificial cock.
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Melissa was the next woman's name. She had long waist
length hair that was a sort of blonde/brunette cross and a
delightful 35C bust. Their lovemaking that night was somewhat
more conventional but inspiring none the less.
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Finally there was Terresa, a tall full figured blonde who
showed that given the mood, Sally could be dominant as well as
submissive.
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In the two months since Jennifer's nocturnal voyeurism had
begun, she had undergone some major changes in her thinking.
There was a time that she would've thought of any woman who had
so many different lovers as a slut, pure and simple. Now it just
seemed to her that Sally was just living an adventurous sex life.
What really amazed her was the way that Sally could keep the
different aspects of her life apart.
For most of the week she was in every aspect a pillar of the
community. A tireless and dedicated nurse who not only put in long
hours at the hospital but also spent part of her day off at the free
clinic downtown. Then come Saturday night it was as if she only
had to throw a switch and be transformed into a dynamo of lesbian
lust.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Excuse me, does Sally Yee live here?" said a strong
feminine voice from behind Jennifer as she worked in the garden.
Jennifer looked up from her work to see a tall black woman
standing on the other side of the bushes. At least 5'9", she had
very dark skin which formed a perfect contrast with exquisitely
styled white hair. The woman, who introduced herself as Dr.
Cheryl Barrret, had one of the prettiest faces that Jennifer had
ever seen on any woman and was also blessed with a body just as
perfect. If she hadn't introduced herself as a doctor, Jennifer
would've put her occupation as a model.
"Yes, Sally lives here." Jennifer replied as she wiped her
hands on the wet washrag she always kept around when she did
yard work. "But I'm afraid that she's not home yet."
"Oh, that's too bad." Cheryl said as she glanced at her
watch. "I was hoping to catch her before I had to go to work."
"Well she should be home in about a half hour." Jennifer
offered as she glanced at her own watch. "You're welcome to wait
if you want. Can I offer you some lemonade or something?"
"That sounds fine, thank you." Cheryl said with a smile. "As
long as I'm not keeping you from anything."
"Not at all," Jennifer said as she opened the door to the
kitchen. "I was just about to knock off anyway. Make yourself
comfortable."
Through the large kitchen window, Jennifer watched as the
well dressed woman took a seat on the porch. A tall, cold drink in
each hand, she quickly joined her.
"Do you also work at Metropolitan?" Jennifer asked as she
watched the woman take a sip of the drink.
"No, I have a private practice." the 37 year old replied.
"But I do have rights at the hospital. This is excellent lemonade
by the way."
"Thanks." Jennifer said. "It's a recipe my Grandmother
taught me."
As they each took another taste, Jennifer couldn't help but
wonder if Cheryl would be the woman she saw when she looked
through her peephole tomorrow night. A large part of her hoped it
was. The woman was beautiful, there was no concealing that. Not
even the stylish but conservative white blouse and matching blue
jacket and skirt could hide the ample endowments beneath them.
Jennifer had never seen a naked black woman. There had
been no black girls in her classes back in school and Jack's taste
in adult entertainment didn't run in that direction. She wondered
what Cheryl's nipples looked like, if they were large or small. Or
even if they were darker than the rest of her skin. Hopefully, she
would have the chance to find out.
That was something else new that Jennifer had discovered
about herself in the last ten weeks. The 38 year old couldn't look
at a woman anymore, even her oldest and closest friends, without
imaginingg what they looked like naked.
The two women chatted about innocuous subjects and
twenty minutes passed quickly. Out of the corner of her eye,
Jennifer spotted Sally coming down the street.
"Here she is now." she remarked as she stood up and waved
to get the Asian woman's attention. "Sally, back here." she called
out.
Smiling, Sally followed the stone walk to the patio. The
smile changed to a startled look when she spotted Cheryl.
"Cheryl!" she said, the surprise in her voice evident.
"I'm sorry to stop by unannounced." the tall woman said as
she rose to her feet. "But I really didn't want to just leave a
message on your answering machine."
"Is something wrong?" Sally asked, the surprise in her voice
quickly changing to concern.
"No, nothing like that." Cheryl answered quickly. "Actually,
it's good news. I've been offered a chance to take part in a two
week seminar with Dr. Simon Nickols. One of the other
participants had to bow out at the last minute."
"That's great." Sally said, her face lighting up.
Jennifer had no idea who this Dr. Nickols was, but it was
obvious from Sally's reaction that he was someone important.
"The problem is that I have to be in San Francisco by
tomorrow. My flight leaves in about three hours."
"So what's the problem, get on the plane." Sally said.
"Tomorrow night...remember?" Cheryl said. "The ....."
She stopped in mid-sentence as she remembered Jennifer
was there with them.
"It's okay," Sally said, guessing the reason for Cheryl's
sudden pause. "Jennifer knows I'm a lesbian."
"Oh," the dark skinned woman said, looking at Jennifer for a
moment and then turning her attention back to Sally. "Tomorrow
night is the dance."
Her emphasis on 'the dance' told Jennifer that this was no
ordinary function. Quietly she stood there, hoping to hear more.
"Don't worry about that." Sally replied. "You just get on
that plane."
"I'm really sorry, I know how much you were looking forward
to it." Cheryl said in her most apologetic tone. "It's too late for
you to ask anyone else and ..."
"Don't think another minute about that." Sally said as she
pressed a long slender finger to Cheryl's bright red lips. "You just
go and have a great time."
"You're sure?" Cheryl said.
"Go!" Sally said in a forceful yet caring tone.
She planted a quick kiss on Cheryl's cheek and whispered
something in her ear. Without another word, the tall blue suited
woman turned and walked to her car.
As soon as she was out of sight, the look of support on
Sally's face faded and Jennifer could see the slightest look of
disappointment in its place.
"I guess this dance was pretty important." Jennifer said.
"And I'm assuming Cheryl was your date for the evening."
"Yes to both." Sally answered. "The dance is sponsored by
the Sean McMurphy Memorial Fund. It's one of the biggest events
of the year in our circle of friends.?
"And I guess it goes without saying that it's a couples only
event and all your friends are already matched up." Jennifer
added.
Sally's expression signaled agreement.
"So I guess you'll have to find a new date by tomorrow
night."
"That's easier said than done." Sally sighed, the measure of
disappointment very evident.
"Oh, I don't know." Jennifer countered. "I really don't have
any plans for the weekend."
"What?" Sally said a little surprised.
"I said, I'm free for the weekend." Jennifer repeated.
"And it's been ages since I've gone dancing. I'd love to go with
you. Unless of course I'm not the type of woman that you'd like to
be seen with?"
"Oh no, of course not." Sally said. "It's just that I never
considered the idea that you'd want to go. I mean, its just a dance
and all, but I think most straight women would be afraid of being
labeled 'lesbian by association.' Of course it's being held out in
Tompkins County so there's little chance of anyone you know seeing
you here."
Jennifer's proposal that she go with Sally had been so spur
of the moment, she'd never considered the idea that someone she
knew might see her at such an event. If she had considered that
idea, she might not have made the suggestion. The knowledge that
the dance was being held in a town almost a hundred miles away
saved the brunette the embarrassment of trying to back out of
her rash idea.
"I'd love for you to come with me." Sally said with a bright
smile. "But don't you think Jack would have a problem with it. I
mean, he doesn't even know about me and from what I've observed,
he's not the most liberal person I've ever met."
"Oh don't worry about Jack." Jennifer said as the idea of
attending the dance with Sally began to become more and more
attractive. "What he doesn't know won't hurt him. Besides, he's
going to be away on a business trip this weekend."
What Jennifer didn't mention was that going along with
Jack on his business trip was his 22 year old secretary. Over the
last few months, she had become sure that she was taking a most
particular form of dictation from her husband. She'd met Karen a
few times and it was obvious that the big breasted blonde was
hired more for her measurements than her intellect. Sometimes,
stereotypes did prove true.
"I guess it would be all right then." Sally concluded. "As
long as you're sure that you won't feel too uncomfortable going to
a dance where there are only other women to dance with."
"Hey, it'll be just like back in high school." Jennifer
laughed. Of course, back in high school it was only the boys trying
to get in her pants.
Saturday morning, Jennifer practically threw Jack out of
the house and set him on his way. By the time he was out of the
shower, she'd had his overnight bag waiting by the door and
breakfast waiting in the kitchen.
Over a quick meal of pancakes and sausages, Jennifer
casually mentioned that she was going to a medical association
dinner with Sally that night. She said that the doctor that was
originally going with Sally had be called away and that as long as
the seat was already paid for, it was a crime to let it go to waste.
So if Jack called that night, she would be out.
"After all, since you and Karen will be wrapped up in business
meetings all weekend, there's no need for me to sit home alone."
Jennifer said as she cleared the dishes.
A guilty look flashed across Jack's face that only helped
confirm Jennifer's suspicions. The mention that Karen was going
with him on the overnight trip upset Jack enough for him to simply
accept Jennifer's plans at face value and to hope she didn't dwell
too much on her presence.
Jennifer spent a good part of the afternoon at her favorite
beauty salon getting her hair done. In retrospect, she wished
she'd gone to one on the other side of town. The beautician who
was cutting her hair was a friend of a friend and much too nosy to
suit Jennifer's taste. When asked what kind of event she needed
her hair done up for, Jennifer had said a dinner dance and
expected to leave it at that. Instead, the girl then proceded to ask
a hundred questions that simply were none of her business. Still,
the inquisition had been worth it, her hair looked incredible. She
hoped Sally appreciated it.
After a small lunch while she was still downtown, Jennifer
returned home to get ready for the evening. Prudence called for a
warm bath in place of the shower Jennifer usually enjoyed. After
all, it would be pretty silly to spend so much money on her hair only
to stick it under a showerhead. Running the water until it was a
comfortable temperature, Jennifer took care of more practical
toiletries while she waited.
Five minutes later, Jennifer eased herself into the oversized
tub. The heat of the water felt good as it penetrated her body.
She should take the time to do this more often, she told herself.
The tub was wide and long enough that she could stretch her whole
body out.
After a few minutes of just soaking and enjoying the
warmth, Jennifer began to wash with a large bar of perfumed soap.
The hot water felt good as it splashed across her breasts. She ran
her soapy fingers across her large mounds, playing with her nipples.
A familiar tingle brought a smile to her face.
Closing her bright green eyes, Jennifer imagined that she
wasn't alone in the tub. It was something that she often
fantasized. The only change this time was that it was Sally's
image that filled her mind instead of some nameless, faceless lover.
Jennifer slid the bar of soap down between her legs and
began rubbing the wet mound. Somehow, the image of an actual
person in her mind made her familiar practice that much more
enjoyable. Letting the pink bar float free, she slipped a finger
inside herself, uttering a soft moan as she did. A second finger
followed, and then a third. Soon she was furiously pumping them in
and out. While the warm water and her fingers caressed her love
canal, her thumb played against her clit. A familiarity with her own
body dating back to when she was twelve brought her quickly to
the edge of bliss.
The 38 year old leaned back against the soft plastic cushion
built against the head of the tub, her eyes still tightly closed, lost
in the moment. All that existed at that moment was the warmth
of the water, the pleasure between her legs, and the image of her
lover in her mind -- a mixture of fantasy and reality.
It wasn't long before Jennifer's body began to trembled as
her orgasm was upon her. Her mouth formed a silent O as her legs
and arms grew weak and repeated waves of delight rippled up and
down her naked form.
For long moments she just drifted there, even after her
bodyquake had ceased. She just listened to the twin sounds of her
heartbeat and the gentle flow of the water as it bounced off her.
Those first moments after an orgasm were meant to be relished,
something Jack had never come to understand in the twenty odd
years they'd been together. Usually, the moment he had climaxed,
he was up and out of her and on his way to sleep. Of course in this
instance, Jack was ever so far from her thoughts.
Eventually, the water and Jennifer's fires began to cool and
she lifted herself out of the tub. Dripping water, she stepped up
and out of the tub and onto the carpeted floor. She retrieved a
large bath towel from the wall bar and began to dry herself.
Enjoying the sensation of the soft cloth against her nipples.
Jennifer stopped for a moment and took a long look at herself in
the bathroom's full length mirror.
"Not bad Jenn, not bad at all." the brunette mused to
herself. "Jack really should take a good look at what he's tossing
away."
If she was totally honest, Jennifer would admit to herself
that yes, Karen did have a much hotter body that she did. Yes, her
breasts were both bigger and firmer and her ass and legs lacked
the extras, small as they might be, the years had put on Jennifer.
Yet the one area where Jennifer had it all over her younger rival
was that Jennifer's body came with a brain -- and that was the
ultimate sexual organ. If Jack didn't appreciate what he had and
was willing to toss it all away, well screw him. Better yet, let Karen
take care of that little chore. They were long past the staying
together for the kids sake stage. It was time that Jennifer saw
what else life had to offer.
"Jennifer?" Sally called out as she knocked on the open door
and stepped into the living room. "Jennifer, are you ready?" she
called out a second time.
"Be right down." came a voice from up the stairs in the
direction of the bedroom. "Make yourself comfortable."
Taking a seat on the couch, Sally was careful to adjust her
dress. The black gown had cost her more than any dress she had
ever owned. Low cut in the front, putting her milky white breasts
on display in the most tasteful way possible, it had an equally
plunging back which made it fortunate that she almost never wore
a bra. Only a thin half support held her bosom in check.
A string of perfect white pearls hung around her neck, a
gift left to her from her late grandmother. Her family had been
furious when they discovered that the priceless family heirloom
had been left to their disowned daughter. Grandmother Hsu had
been the only one in her family not to disown her. After surviving a
civil war, interrupted temporarily by a world war and then fleeing
to a strange new land where she had to start a new life, Hsu
Chi-wang was not about to also lose her favorite granddaughter as
she had lost so much in her life. She may not have understood the
forces that drove Sau-ling to make the decisions she had, but she
loved her enough to respect them.
For the twentieth time, Sally checked her reflection in the
large mirror hanging over the fireplace. Tonight was so very
important and she wanted to look perfect. Like Jennifer, she had
spent part of the afternoon getting her hair done, although with a
more cooperative hairstylist. Her long silken black hair had been
weaved into an elaborate hairstyle. She wore only the barest
traces of makeup, just enough to highlight her natural beauty. A
pair of small pearl earrings that she had bought for herself when
she graduated nursing school completed her accessories.
Again satisfied with her appearance, Sally reminded herself
how lucky she was to have a friend like Jennifer Sutherland. She
would've died if she had to cancel going to tonight's event. After
the dinner dance tonight she would officially be one of "The
Sisterhood."
An organization older than she was, it was sort of like a
sorority for lesbians and bisexual women. A sisterhood where you
could turn to for help in any number of areas from emotional to
financial to professional. Cheryl had proposed her for membership
a year ago and if she didn't attend the dinner tonight, it would be
a year before there was another one.
"Ready." Jennifer said as she walked into the room.
So wrapped up in her thoughts, Sally didn't hear Jennifer
come down the stars. Now that she had her attention, it hit her
like a sledgehammer.
"Oh my lord!" Sally exclaimed as she turned and watched
Jennifer enter the room.
Jennifer stood in the center of the double doorway wearing
an emerald jade evening dress that matched her eyes. Not as low
cut as Sally's, it was covered in back by a pair of cris-crossing
straps. The bottom of the gown stretched almost to the floor but
was slit up the sides allowing both ease of moment as well as a view
of the long legs beneath it. Around her neck, Jennifer wore a gold
herringbone chain which drew attention to the valley of her
breasts. Twin diamonds in a gold setting hung from each of her
earlobes, sparking from the overhead lights.
"Too much?" Jennifer asked.
"Oh no, not at all." Sally replied, regaining her power of
speech. "It's just that I've never seen you like this. The effect
is, to say the least, breathtaking."
"Why thank you." Jennifer smiled, exposing pearl white
teeth beneath her soft red lips. "But it is getting late and it's a
long drive. Shouldn't we get going?"
"You're right." Sally said as she picked up the night wrap
she had draped across the couch.
Jennifer breathed a sigh of relief as she took her own wrap
from out of the closet. Sally had said that the dinner was formal
but she was afraid that she had gone overboard. It had been fun
getting all dressed up, a chance to put herself on display. The last
two times she and Jack had been out, it had been to functions
where a simple dress or a pants suit were more in order. She
hadn't worn this gown in years and was happily surprised when she
took it out last night and found it still fit.
The drive out to Tompkins County took just under two hours.
The actual dinner-dance was being held outside of town in what
appeared to be from the outside a Victorian mansion that had seen
better years. On the way over, Sally had explained to Jennifer
about the Sisterhood. Partly to let her know exactly what she was
getting into and partly to give her one last chance to back out.
"Is there some kind of ceremony?" Jennifer had asked,
visions of some kind of lesbian orgy vivid in her mind.
"Not really." Sally said. "At least not much of one. Just
attending the event is ceremony enough. When you sit down, you
find a small red velvet box with a gold pin at your table setting.
After the welcome, your date pins you and you are a member. It's
rather simple, but I think that its beauty is in that simplicity."
Jennifer's initial conclusion about the dilapidated condition
of the old house proved to be oh so totally wrong. From the
outside, yes it did look like an old house which stood alone on a
dozen acres. The type of building that fills many a teen fright
film. Once inside however, you stepped into another age.
The walls of every room were warm and colorful. Paintings
of a variety of women filled the halls, brightly illuminated by the
light of crystal chandeliers. A long corridor led to what must've
once originally been a ballroom. It had been restored to its
original 19th century splendor.
At the entranceway stood a dozen young women dressed in
white. They were busy checking names on a master list and
directing people to seating assignments.
"This is amazing." Jennifer whispered to Sally. "I've never
seen a place like this."
"This is nothing." Sally answered almost inaudibly. "Cheryl
told me that they have some sort of resort in the Caribbean where
they have an even more spectacular place."
Their quiet conversation was cut short as they reached the
long check-in table and a tall cute blonde took Sally's name.
Noting the gold check next to Sally's name, the blonde's smile
grew even brighter as she welcomed the two women yet again and
offered her congratulations. She then directed them to a table on
the far right of the room.
At the table, there were small placards with seating
assignments. Thankfully, theirs simply said Sally Yee and guest.
Jennifer worried for a moment that her's might have Cheryls name
on it. Next to the plate in front of Sally's chair was a small red
velvet box, the only one on the table. Glancing around her,
Jennifer saw a few other table with the single red box. Evidently
they had scattered any new inductees among older members. A
good practice she thought.
"Would either of you ladies like a drink?" one of the white
garbed young women asked as she pulled out the two chairs for
them to sit.
"Yes, thank you." Sally said as she moved to their seat.
"Jennifer?" she asked, turning to her friend.
The blonde attendant wrote down both Jennifer's and
Sally's orders on a small notepad she wore around her neck. A few
minutes later, a third girl appeared with the drinks. Jennifer
hadn't gotten service this good in five star restaurants.
"Thank you." Jennifer said as she took her drink.
It was then that she noted that all of the serving girls were
long haired blondes. It made for a nice effect.
"It's nice to see you again, Sally." the waitress said as she
placed the drink in front of the Asian woman.
That was when it hit Jennifer.
"Oh God!" she exclaimed in her mind. "That's the girl from
Sally's room."
Sure enough it was, the one that Jennifer had thought so
resembled the teenager from that old sitcom. Up close like this, it
was obvious that she was indeed of legal age.
'It's nice to see you too, Maureen." Sally said, returning the
girl's smile.
"Is there something wrong?" Sally asked as she noticed the
momentary discomfort on her guest's face.
"No, everything's fine." Jennifer quickly answered. "I'm
just trying to take everything in. This is all very exciting."
Larger groups of women began to fill the room and it wasn't
long before most of the tables were filled -- theirs included. The
other four couples at their table were a varied combination of ages
and races. All of them were very pleasant and welcomed the two
of them to the dinner.
Jennifer noted that everyone seemed to be waiting for
something before starting dinner. A glance in Sally's direction
invoked the response that they were waiting for their hostess.
A few minutes later, the clock chimed eight and a tall white
haired woman strode in through the huge double doors. Jennifer
thought she was in her mid-fifties and was stunned to learn that
she had just passed her 70th birthday. Her dress was simple yet
elegant. Her only adornment was round gold rimmed glasses.
Walking side-by-side with the woman were two young women
in the same simple white outfits the blondes had worn. Only in this
case, both of the new arrivals were brunettes.
In answer to her unspoken question, one of the older
members identified the woman as Miss Scarlett McMurphy -- the
founder of the Sisterhood and its leader since the mid 1950's.
"Ladies." Scarlett said as she reached her own place at her
table, which was identical to every other table. "I'd like to
welcome all of my sisters, both old and new."
Bursts of applause erupted from every table, testament to
the esteem in which the older woman was held by all.
"I raise this glass in welcome to our newest sisters."
Scarlett said in a surprisingly strong voice as she lifted a glass of
white wine off the table. "May they be acolytes no longer and
instead be counted among us as true Sisters."
With that, the attention of all the members turned to the
acolytes seated at their tables. With renewed enthusiasm they
applauded as each remembered their own induction. Jennifer was
unsure how to react until she saw a few of the women pick up the
small red boxes and open them. Remembering what Sally had told
her in the car on the trip up here about the initiation ceremony,
she likewise followed suit.
Inside the velvet box was a small gold rose. It was a simple
design, its significance far outweighing its worth. Sally had stood
up by this point, beaming at her moment of fame. Imitating the
women she saw at the other tables, Jennifer took the gold pin and
attached it to Sally's gown. That simple act was followed by an
even more thunderous applause.
Retaking their seats, the women heard Scarlett complete
the simple ceremony with an invocation that they should always be
as they are now - friends and equals.
No sooner had Scarlett retaken her seat when two dozen of
the white clad blondes appeared, each bearing plates with what
was to prove to be a most appetizing dinner.
Near the end of dinner, another face familiar to Jennifer
came up to the table and embraced Sally. The two woman
exchanged friendly kisses and hugs.
"Oh Sally mon amour, je suis si heureuse pour toi.
Maintenant que nous sommes soeurs tu dois venir me rendre visite a
Montreal." the young woman said as she hugged Sally once more.
"Je le ferai, ma cherie. Peut-etre cet ete." Sally answered as
she kissed Maria again on her cheek.
Suddenly, Jennifer felt like the proverbial fifth wheel.
Then almost as if Sally could read her mind she turned to her and
smiled.
"Would you like to dance?" Sally suddenly asked Jennifer as
Marie went on to speak with someone else.
"I'd love to." Jennifer replied.
Once out on the dance floor, Jennifer became all too aware
of the nearness of Sally's body to her own. Glancing down, she
could see down the valley of her breasts in the revealing dress and
she experienced a rapid flush. It wasn't the first time she'd
danced with another woman but it was the first time she'd been
sexually excited by doing so. She could feel the warmth of Sally's
skin beneath her hand and the gentle touch of her cheek against
her own.
"I do want to thank you again for coming here with me."
Sally whispered. "This means so much to me."
"I'm glad." Jennifer replied. "I'm having a wonderful time.
I'm glad I came along."
"You're as good a dancer as you are a friend." Sally
complemented.
"That goes both ways." was Jenn's answer.
The slow song went on as the two women swayed across the
dance floor in each other grasp. It felt so right and natural, and
best of all, in this company no one would give them a second glance
except in admiration.
"You smell so nice." Sally said as the sweet aroma of
Jennifer's perfume filled her. "I've always loved that scent."
"I'll have to get you some." Jennifer suggested.
The music ended and with it the dance. Jennifer and Sally
slowly, hesitantly broke their embrace. They stood there, inches
apart until Jennifer impulsively kissed Sally.
The brief touch of her lips against Jennifer's took Sally by
surprise. It was as pleasing as it was unexpected.
"That's just my little congratulations as well." said Jennifer
in hindsight.
"Can I cut in?" a tall redhead said as the music began to
start up again and she held out her hand to Sally.
"It's okay, I'll just wait back at the table." Jennifer said as
she began to step away from Sally.
"Nonsense," the redhead said. "We'll just switch partners."
she added as she motioned to the older woman she'd been dancing
with.
Before Jennifer could comment, the redhead's previous
dance partner had taken her in hand and led her to another section
of the dance floor. The dance was another slow one and as she put
her arms around Jennifer she asked if she should lead.
"Please do." Jennifer replied, thinking what the hell, she
might as well enjoy the night as much as she could. And she was
enjoying herself.
"So where has Sally been hiding you." the black and gray
haired woman said as they moved across the floor.
"Oh we're just friends." Jennifer answered. "I'm not...I
mean...."
"It's all right, I understand." the 50 year woman said with a
smile. "But I can't shake the feeling that we've met somewhere
before."
"Oh I'm sure we haven't." Jennifer insisted.
"I guess you're right." she agreed. "I know I would've
remembered a pretty woman such as yourself. My name's Rose by
the way."
"It's nice to meet you Rose." Jennifer smiled, enjoying both
the dance and the sudden memory of the orgasm she had enjoyed
as she watched Rose Marie fuck her friend.
As wonderful as the night had been, it had to end eventually.
It was long after one in the morning when the party finally started
to break up. Everyone was saying their farewells among a bevy of
kisses and hugs.
"Are you ready?" Sally asked Jennifer as she waved
good-bye to a woman across the room.
"Yes. I can't remember the last time I felt so exhausted
and so exhilarated at the same time." Jennifer replied. "I had so
much fun."
"No wonder you're wiped out." Sally laughed. "You must've
danced with almost every woman in the place. Everyone kept asking
who you were. A few even asked me for your phone number."
"You didn't?" Jennifer asked in mock horror.
"No, I just said you were unavailable." Sally grinned.
"Good." was Jennifer's reply in mock relief. "I really hadn't
planned on dancing so much, but once I got started I couldn't
stop."
"Well as long as you had fun." Sally said. "We'd better get
to the motel, it's really late "
"That was a good idea you had, renting a room so we wouldn't
have to drive all the way home." Jennifer said. "I think I'd fall
asleep behind the wheel."
"We definitely wouldn't want that." Sally said.
The Oakdale Heights Motel was only a quarter mile down the
road and they were there in ten minutes. If the desk clerk
thought it strange that two women in evening wear had reserved a
room for the night he gave it no mention. All he cared was that
they had paid in advance for the room for the whole night which
was a lot more than most of his customers did. They were more
interested in the hourly rate, or in the case of many of the
teenagers -- the half hour rate.
"Well it's not much, but it's a soft bed and running water."
Sally said as she stepped into the room.
"You can have the running water, I'll take the soft bed."
Jennifer said as she followed Sally into the room.
"All right, I'll wash up first." Sally said as she took her
overnight bag and stepped into the very small bathroom.
Sally exited the bathroom ten minutes later wearing a short
blue teddy and nothing else. Her nipples were clearly visible
through the thin material and the bottom of the small outfit
barely extended below her exposed pussy.
"All yours." she said as she tossed her bag on the floor
alongside the bed. "You have any preference?" she asked,
indicating the twin beds.
"No, I'll take whatever's left." Jennifer called out from the
bathroom.
Cleaning up took only a few minutes and the splash of water
against her face helped clear Jennifer's head. It was a good thing
that Sally did the driving over here because Jennifer was sure
she'd had too much to drink. It wasn't as if she was drunk or
anything but better to not take any chances.
Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a cotton nightshirt
that she had packed. She held it up in front of her in the mirror
and looked at her reflection.
"Now that's boring." she said to herself. "But thankfully I
packed more than one."
With that she pulled out a sheer pink chemise and matching
coat. It was an old habit that she'd developed over the years.
She'd always carry something plain in her overnight bag which gave
Jack a non-verbal message that she wasn't in the mood. If she
ever came into a bedroom with full pajamas he might as well grab
his pillow and head for the couch. There had been a lot of those
pajama nights over the last year.
Wrapping the coat around her, she exited the bathroom and
walked across the room to the bed on the far right. She took off
the coat, which was after all mainly worn for effect and stood
highlighted in front of the night table lamp. The chemise was even
sheerer than Sally's teddy and as she stood sideways, her ample
breasts were clearly visible.
"Goodnight." she said as she crawled into the bed.
"Goodnight Jennifer." Sally said as she watched her friend
in the light.
"Shit!" Jennifer suddenly called out as she jumped up in bed.
"What's wrong?" Sally called out as she also jumped up.
"The damn bed's broken." Jennifer called out. "One of the
springs is sticking out of the mattress."
Pulling back the sheets, Jennifer exposed the broken spring.
It was sticking a good inch out of the mattress.
"Well I can't sleep here." Jennifer noted.
"I'll call the front office, maybe they have some kind of
roll-away bed or something." Sally suggested.
"Forget that, I've slept on one of those things once -- never
again." Jennifer answered.
"Well, these beds are pretty large, you're welcome to share
mine." Sally finally offered.
A quick look of concern flashed across Jennifer's face as
she considered the idea. A look that didn't go unnoticed by Sally.
"If that's a problem, I'd be happy to take the roll-out and
give you this bed." she added.
"No, it's not a problem." Jennifer finally smiled. "Not a
problem at all. If I can put up with Jack's snoring I can put up
with anyone."
Sally shifted over and made room for her friend on the left
side of the bed. It wasn't long before both women were fast
asleep. A sleep that was calm for Sally but troubled for Jennifer.
It wasn't that Jennifer didn't trust Sally that caused her
to pause before sharing a bed, it was that she really didn't trust
herself. Weeks of imagining that she was Sally's lover had taken
their toll on her self-control. And tonight, as they danced
together, everyone who watched them assumed that they were
indeed lovers.
The erotic dreams of the past two months returned with
what sleep Jennifer got. If anything they were now more intense
as she now had bits of personality to match up to the faces that
before had only been sexual images. She imaged herself licking
away at Maureen's pussy while Marie performed a similar service
on Jennifer's. While Marie licked at her clit, the rest of Jenn's
pussy was being assaulted by Rose Marie and her artificial
manhood. The Philippine and Japanese women who she didn't see at
the dance also returned -- each lovingly caressing one of her
breasts. Finally out of the corner of her eye, she could see Sally.
Totally nude, she was sitting at the feet of Scarlett McMurphy,
who is turn was idly playing with Sally's breasts as she watched
Jennifer and all her lovers.
"Oh my!" Jennifer said to herself as she snapped awake, her
body covered in a film of sweat. "That was the most intense dream
I've ever had."
But the half naked body pressed against her wasn't a dream.
The small teddy Sally wore had been pushed up during the night,
exposing her pussy to the night air. The illumination from the
night light they'd left on was more than enough to give Jennifer a
clear view. She had seen Sally nude so many times these last two
months, but the feelings racing through her had never been this
intense before. Her heart was racing and she wondered what it
would be like to just touch her. Fate had thrown them together in
a way that could make it possible. She would never get another
chance like this.
"If I nudge up against her, I can always act like I'm doing it
in my sleep." she thought.
Rolling over, Jennifer draped her arm around Sally's sleeping
form, just like she had done a thousand nights with Jack. She
shifted and hugged her body up against Sally. A smile filled her
face as she felt the warmth of Sally's back through the thin
material that covered her own breasts.
"This feel so nice." Jennifer thought again as she extended
her left arm and hand along Sally's side, bringing it to a rest on
her exposed stomach.
Taking a deep silent breath, Jennifer glided them upward
under Sally's teddy until her fingers reached the underside of her
left mound. The Asian woman's skin was so warm and soft to the
touch. Hesitantly, listening for any sign of her wakening, Jennifer
cupped the breast and softly squeezed.
"Oh!" Jennifer moaned wordlessly as the supple flesh gave
way under the slightest pressure.
Carefully she began to massage Sally's mound, her fingers
caressing the dark nipple. Feeling the nipple grow hard and erect
under her touch, Jennifer became bolder.
Her eyes tightly closed, both to mimic sleep and to allow her
to enjoy every tactile sensation without distraction, Jennifer
reluctantly released Sally's breast and lowered her hand until it
came to a rest on Sally's leg. The older woman had to suppress
another sigh as her fingers made contact with the tightly trimmed
hair between her smooth legs, concentrating instead on guiding it
to the deep valley in the center of it. Electric sparks seemed to
shoot up her fingers and through her arm as they brushed across
Sally's clit. Carefully she brought them back across the tiny nub a
second and third time. The only reaction from a still sleeping Sally
was a soft murmur which Jennifer was more than willing to take as
a sign of encouragement.
"Guess it's time to go for broke." Jennifer thought as her
finger pressed against the center of Sally's pussy and parted the
sensitive lips.
With a boldness she didn't have minutes before, Jennifer
quickly located Sally's clit and began to rub against it. It only took
a few minutes for her finger to become covered with Sally's juices
and a quiet moan issued from the sleeping woman's lips.
A sudden louder moan caused a cold panic to flash through
Jennifer's body, draining instantly the warmth she had been
enjoying. Sure that Sally was waking up, she began to withdraw
her finger.
Her slender fingers froze and became as cold as ice as she
felt Sally's hand close on her's, restricting her movement.
"Don't stop." Sally whispered without turning her head.
"What?" Jennifer gasped.
"I said don't stop." Sally repeated, this time turning to face
the other woman. "It feels so good."
"Sally I was just......I mean...." Jennifer stuttered.
"You were just doing what felt good." Sally said, a smile
evident in the dim light. "You don't have to stop. I want you to go
on."
Jennifer looked into Sally's eyes and saw an understanding
that she had never seen in Jack's eyes. Her most secret fantasy
was within her grasp. All she had to do was reach out and take it.
"Is it okay if I kiss you?" she asked.
"If you don't...I'll kiss you." Sally grinned.
Leaning over, Jennifer pressed her lips against Sally's, an
act she had fantasized about endlessly since that morning Sally
had shared her secret with her. Their first kiss was brief, just
the barest touch of soft flesh against flesh, the type of kiss you
would give a sister. Jennifer took a moment to savor the sensation,
then kissed Sally again. This time it was the kiss of a lover -- long
and deep. She felt Sally's mouth open, allowing her tongue easy
access. Their tongues met and began to dart in and out of each
other's mouths.
The soft wetness of their touch sent a spark of excitement
though the older woman. Closing her eyes, she felt the caress of
the younger woman's tongue as it explored the inner reaches of
her mouth.
For long minutes the two exchanged tongues, striving to
drive them deeper with each new kiss, tasting the sweetness of
each other. Sally then broke away and began to trail kisses down
Jennifer's neck, up behind her ears, then down to her shoulders.
Jennifer arched her head back to give Sally greater access, closing
her eyes and savoring the gentle stroke of the younger woman's
tongue.
"Do you want to go on?" Sally whispered into Jennifer's ear
as she kissed it as well.
"Oh yes!" Jennifer gushed without hesitation. "I want to
love you. I've never wanted to love someone so much that it hurt."
Sally's reply was a warm smile and the placement of
Jennifer's hand on her now exposed breast.
The unspoken invitation broke down the last of Jennifer's
inhibitions. She bought her mouth down to Sally's breast and
kissed it softly. Again and again she kissed it until she had covered
every inch of the warm flesh. Then her attention turned to the
hard dark nipple, running the tip of her tongue over it and around
the equally dark circle. She repeated this a few more times before
taking it into her eager mouth.
"Mmmm" Jennifer moaned, a sentiment shared by Sally as
she leaned back and enjoyed the attention.
Jennifer was ecstatic to discover that the feel of another
woman's breast in her mouth was all that she'd imagined it would
be. For long minutes she continued to feast on that mound of
delight, then moved over to its twin. Whichever breast was denied
the warm embrace of her mouth was rewarded with the soft touch
of her hand. She continued to alternate between the two, feeling
the nipples grow even harder with each sucking.
As she laid back and enjoyed the attention given her
breasts, Sally had reached down between Jennifer's own legs and
traced the outline of her womanhood. Jennifer sighed loudly as she
felt Sally's fingers enter her. The first time anyone other than
Jack had ever touched her there. A touch that was so different,
so gentle and at the same time so familiar. It was almost as if it
was her own hand, privy to all the secret places within her.
With each passionate breath, Sally slid her fingers in and
out, coating them with a steady supply of lubricant. Jennifer
meanwhile was still feasting on those beautiful mounds, trying to
take more of them into her mouth with each attempt.
Following Sally's lead, Jennifer also reached down and began
to caress the younger woman's pussy, taking up the task she had
abandoned what seemed hours before. She quickly found the spot
she had left off at and the two woman began to enjoy the
ministrations of each others hands.
Now it was Sally's turn to enjoy the fruits of Jennifer's
bounty. With her free hand she exposed the older woman's ample
endowments and brought them within reach of her more
experienced tongue. The combination of her skillful fingers and
tongue was enough to send delightful spasms throughout
Jennifer's body, expanding ripples with grew with each passing
moment.
"Oh Yes, Oh Yes!" Jennifer called out as the convulsions of
her body quickly grew to an intensity that foretold an orgasm.
Feeling her body tensing, Sally redoubled her efforts and
drove Jennifer over the edge. As she felt her vaginal muscles lock
around her fingers, she bit down on the nipple in her mouth --
sending an intoxicating mixture of pain/pleasure rippling across
Jennifer's quaking breast.
"Oh Shit, Sally!" she screamed loud enough to be heard in
the next room. "Fuck me, fuck me so hard!"
With that, Sally let Jennifer's breast fall from her lips and
while still pumping her fingers in and out as fast as she could,
threw her entire body on top of her. Sally's mouth pressed against
Jennifer's, muffling her cries.
It wasn't until she felt Jennifer's body go limp beneath her
that she released her grip. Kissing Jennifer again, this time soft
and tenderly, Sally whispered comforting words of love.
"That was so incredible." Jennifer finally said as she
regained her breath.
Sally grinned as she stroked the hair on Jennifer's sweat
stained brow. "Now that we're broken the ice, so to speak, are you
ready to see how good it can really be?" she asked.
Jennifer's eyes opened wide in astonishment. "You mean it
gets better?" she asked in disbelief.
"Rest up a few minutes, and we'll see how much better it can
get." Sally replied as she ran her fingers down between the valley
between Jennifer's breasts.
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"Oh yes....yes !!!" Jennifer screamed as Sally's nimble tongue
once more stretched up and caressed her clit.
Sally was laying between Jennifer's legs, her hands pressing
tightly against the older woman's ass, her face pressed hard
against her bushy wet mound. Jennifer couldn't believe what she'd
been missing all these years. On those rare occasions that Jack
had performed cunnilingus on her, it had been a lackluster event --
not much better than masturbation. Sally, on the other hand,
attacked the core of her sexuality with a vengeance, sparking fires
within Jennifer that she had long thought gone forever.
"More, more!" she called out as she shifted position to give
her lover even better access.
The sweet perfume of Jennifer's pussy was intoxicating to
Sally. More so by the knowledge that she was savoring an ambrosia
she knew no other woman had ever partaken of. She was
determined to give her friend a climax she would remember to her
dying day.
Faster and faster her tongue twirled around Jennifer's
excited clit, alternating between soft strokes and hard licks. Each
caress brought a tasty treat into her mouth, a harbinger of the
feast yet to come.
As much as she wanted to just lean back against the
headboard and enjoy Sally's skillful attentions, Jennifer was more
interested in being an active participant. She shifted her body and
laid out across Sally in a classic sixty-nine position. She lowered
her face between Sally's legs and planted a soft kiss on the center
of her mound. Then with as much tenderness as she could muster,
she used a free hand to part the twin walls that hid Sally's
priceless pearl.
She took a moment to savor the aroma, the first time she
had been close enough to appreciate the scent of another woman
"I could really get used to this." Jennifer thought as she
tried to mimic the expert attention her own pussy was getting.
As Sally continued to lick away, Jennifer reached down and
began to probe Sally's own mound with her fingers. She wasn't
surprised to find it already very wet. Lubricating her fingers with
the wetness, she slid them inside. Sally responded to this entry
with a gentle, playful nibble on Jennifer's clit, sending a sudden
jolt up from her crotch. A second finger followed the first, then a
third. In no time at all, Jennifer had all three fingers buried in
Sally up past the second knuckle. Like a tiny cock, she pumped
them in and out, keeping time with the movement of Sally's tongue.
After a little while, Jennifer moved to replace her fingers
with her mouth. Eager for her first taste of another woman, she
buried her face between Sally's legs. A fire fueled by anticipation
raged within her. Slowly, sensually, wanting to treasure this
moment, Jennifer slid her tongue within Sally's pearl and took her
first taste of womanhood.
Swallowing her first taste of another woman, Jennifer was
pleased to find it different than her own which she had tasted on
numerous occasions. It made her realize that each woman was
different and special. After a few minutes, her anticipation but
not her fire cooled and the brunette steadied into a relaxed
rhythm. An action rewarded by soft moans from Sally. It felt so
good to be able to take her time now, to stretch each pleasing
moment to as long as she could make it last.
Between her legs she could feel Sally's more experienced
tongue guiding her to yet another eruption. She began to gyrate
her pelvis, trying to keep time with the thrusts of Sally's tongue.
The world didn't exist beyond the four walls of this cheap motel.
All that mattered was the woman beneath her and the approaching
climax she knew they both would share.
Jennifer's heart was again racing and her body trembled as
they rocked back and forth on the bed. She could a feel a similar
tremor in Sally's naked form beneath her. Both bodies were
covered with sweat as they raced with desire. Sally pressed even
harder against Jennifer's cunt, driving her tongue just a little
deeper. Inspired by the result that had on her own body, Jennifer
followed suite.
In the course of their relationship, Jennifer and Jack
must've made love a thousand times over. Yet except for their
early days, she had never approached the blissful plateau she now
enjoyed.
Faster and faster waves of rapture swept across her body
like the surf crashing against the shore. Her body began to quake
involuntarily and for a moment a fear that she was having a seizure
flashed across her mind. But when Sally's body, pressed tight
against hers, began to oscillate as well, a reassuring calm filled her
mind. She surrendered to the forces taking control of her body as
each quiver and quake evoked a sense of nirvana.
It was impossible for her to tell how long her orgasm had
lasted or when exactly it had ended. She hesitantly opened her
eyes to find Sally's smiling face laying inches from her own. The
look on the Asian woman's face was one of total contentment. The
thought that Jennifer's actions had put it there made her feel
even better.
Without a word, Sally gently kissed Jennifer's lips, letting
her tongue make the briefest of contacts with Jennifer's. A
second and third kiss followed, first on one cheek, then the other.
Only then did she speak.
"I hope that was everything you expected it to be," she said
in a soft, gentle tone.
"No, it wasn't." Jennifer said as a look of disappointment
flashed across Sally's face. "Never in my wildest dreams could I
have I imagined anything that fantastic." she playfully added.
"So where do we go from here?" Sally asked, the look of
serenity returning to her face.
"I'm not sure." Jennifer said. "I really don't know what's
going to happen between Jack and I but I do know I may want to
try this again."
"Well even if you don't, I'm still your friend." Sally replied.
"And I'll always be just a floor away if you need me."
"I appreciate that." Jennifer answered.
"And if you do feel the need to visit me one night, perhaps
you'll get to see what it feels like to be on the other side of the
peephole in the wall."
Now it was Jennifer's turn to look shocked.
"You knew?" she gasped. "For how long?"
"Since that first night with Amber." Sally replied.
"But how? Why didn't you say anything?" Jennifer asked.
"You made way too much noise that first night." Sally
explained. "So after Amber fell asleep, I went into the storage
room and found the hole. It was easy since I had put my light back
on and the other room was dark. At first I thought it might have
been Jack, and I was ready to move out the next morning. Then I
realized it had been you."
"How did you know it was me?" Sally asked, a little
confused.
"Remember how I told you that I always loved the perfume
you wear. Well there was still just enough of a scent in that room
to tell me that it was you who had been watching us."
"But why didn't you just cover up the hole?" Jennifer added.
"Because I wanted to see if you were going to keep coming
back. That's why I kept bringing women home with me, normally I
don't. Because it was exciting knowing that you were watching,
knowing that you were playing with yourself as you watched my
lovers and me."
Jennifer suddenly understood.
"And most of all, I think there was a part of me that was
hoping that it might lead to this. I know I said I wouldn't seduce
anyone's daughters, and that was true. But I lied when I said that
also included lonely housewives. At least not if they found their
way into my bed on their own."
"Well I am both shocked and upset." Jennifer said in an
angry voice.
"I'm ....I'm sorry." Sally said as she pulled away slightly. "I
never thought you'd react like this."
"Well there's no excuse for what you did." Jennifer
continued. "Turning me on week after week, and then luring me up
here knowing that I'd be unable to resist your charms."
Sally didn't know what to say. She never imagined this
reaction.
"You went to all that trouble..." Jennifer angrily concluded.
"...and you never bothered to pack one of those strap-ons in your
bag!" she added in a much calmer, playful tone.
"What?" Sally said, disbelieving what Jennifer had just
said.
"I don't know about you, my precious love, but this is one
woman who is in need of a serious fuck." Jennifer said. "And while
I'm at it, I guess I really should apologize for spying on you all this
time."
With that she closed the distance Sally had pulled away and
this time she initiated the long and meaningful kiss. Both woman
knew that when they got home tomorrow morning, that was a lapse
that they would quickly correct.
END
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