Date: Fri, 11 Jan 2002 13:16:58 -0600
From: Ellen Gillespie <snowgirl28@lycos.com>
Subject: Getting Ready for a Long Weekend

This is a work of fiction.  If you are not at least eighteen years old or
are offended by sex between consenting women, you should be somewhere else.


Getting Ready for a Long Weekend

It was Friday afternoon before one of those long holiday weekends. Those
Fridays are always slow, with most of our client getting an early start on
the holiday, so we generally close up around noon.  Caroline was tidying up
from our last group and I was easing gingerly onto the edge of the desk
when she looked up and saw me.

'Back's really bothering you huh sweetie?' I nodded, but the fact was I was
near tears.

'Let's lock up and head over to my place for a jacuzzi,' she suggested
sympathetically. 'You've got to do something to loosen up those muscles
before they seize completely.

The ride there was painful and she helped me out of the car when we
parked. Fortunately we didn't have to wait for the lift. Within moments we
were in her apartment and warm soothing water was filling the deep tub.
Caroline poured us a glass of wine and she bustled about getting fresh
towels while I sat wincing and sipping at my drink. She was a good friend
and had been my partner in the Aerobics School for three enjoyable years.

I felt like a child when Caroline began to remove my things but the ache in
my back made me welcome her attentiveness. Yet, it felt so strange.  We had
frequently seen each other naked whenever we changed or showered at the
club.  But now, to have her hovering so close and undressing me was making
me tremble. Several times her hands brushed across my belly and breasts. I
tried to read something from her expression that would tell me that she was
feeling different too. Her eyes never met mine, and they never left the
swell of my breasts or the curve of my belly while she prepared me for the
bath.

Caroline helped me ease into the tub.  The powerful jets pummeled my flesh
and felt exquisite. Caroline sat on the edge of the tub rubbing my neck
with her talented fingers until I could feel the tension ease down my arms
and dissipate into the hot swirling water. The ache had been coming from a
muscle in my lower back and she worked it relentlessly with her soothing
thumbs until the knot all but disappeared.  She seemed relaxed, almost
serene, and we chatted as if we hadn't had a chance to talk in ages.  She
found a bath pillow and slipped it behind my head while I sank deeper into
the comforting water.  Gently she began to wash my breasts, and like magic,
the nipples reared to attention and the tips tingled. The washcloth lining
her palm felt wonderful cupping my breasts and pulling gently at the stiff
points.

I knew it was inevitable, and I thought I was prepared for it. But when her
hand descended onto my belly I drew my breath in sharply and I felt my
buttocks clench. It was only momentary, but enough to bring a soft smile to
Caroline's lips as she realized my inexperience. The cloth floated off
forgotten, and her hand traced tantalizing trails below my navel getting
ever closer until it played in soft curls. Her other hand joined the first,
as she stroked the top of my hips with her long nails. Unable to wait, my
mutinous thighs parted prematurely. The bubbles surged into the widened
gap, nibbling like soft mouths, tugging gently at me, as my clitoris
swelled with my growing arousal. I was glad the churning water hid my open
pussy lips, and camouflaged my own wetness.  Without mercy, Caroline teased
me, holding back what I wanted so badly while I lay there like a slut
offering everything.

Caroline's fingers found the soft upward curve of my behind and I moaned at
both the sensation and the frustration of what she had bypassed to get
there. My legs fell further apart at the same moment her finger pushed
against my anus and I moaned again. Her finger probed deeper and her
question took me by surprise.

'Does he do you there?' she inquired.

The answer was so personal I could only nod.

 'So does Ted,' she smiled speaking of her own husband.

A shudder of sensuality shook through me as her index finger slid deep into
my bottom.  My shoulders and feet pressed against the tub, raising my
cheeks and arching my belly out of the water. The pad of her thumb slipped
into the waiting folds of my vulva and pressed deliciously on my eager
clit.

'Do you masturbate often?'she asked.

'No...Yes...Sometimes.  A lot, really.' I whispered as her thumb stroked
expertly against me.

'Does he ever watch you?'

'Yes. He likes to watch.'

The intimacy of sharing such private secrets was like petrol on the flames
of my desire. I wanted so badly to have Caroline to make me cum that my
hips rocked uncontrollably.  Each time I was close she backed off, keeping
me on the brink but not letting me explode into orgasm.  Nothing had ever
felt so good. I never wanted her to stop.  But I did want to cum so
badly. The last of the water was gurgling into the drain and I had the
desperate feeling that it might end before I could cum.  I couldn't wait
any longer and I heard myself pleading with her.

 'Please...please, make me cum,' I implored, lifting my hips towards her
like some kind of sexual beggar.

Caroline kept me waiting long enough to pull off her top and her lovely
breasts swayed over me as she bent down. Her tongue felt soft yet very
strong as it pushed the soft folds of my sex apart exposing my throbbing
clitoris.  It was ecstasy when she held the hoodless pearl between her
puckered lips and sucked so delicately. Every nerve in my pussy was set
aflame by her tongue and I came in a flood of indescribable pleasure that
left me gasping for breath and sobbing for more.

I scarcely remember making our way to the bedroom, but I shall never forget
sprawling like a wanton slut while Caroline brought me to peak after peak
of exquisite delight.  I came so often I lost count. It was the first time
I'd ever been with another woman. Yet I felt no shards of guilt ripping at
my conscience and no reluctance to spread my legs for her touch.

When it came time to reciprocate I was totally beguiled by her body. The
softness of her mouth on my own and the pungent taste of my moisture on her
gorgeous face lit fires of desire that I'd never felt before. Her breasts
hung invitingly near my face as she knelt above me and I sucked each one
into my mouth, laving the nipples with my tongue until she moaned her
appreciation. My arms circled her hips and I eased her forward until the
wild foliage of her pussy hovered just above my lips. She was very wet and
her vulva glistened with her own secretions.  Each breath I took filled me
with the musky aroma of her sex. I nuzzled her, pressing my nose to the cup
of her fragrance and she lowered her belly to cover my mouth.  The wet
pinkness between her swollen lips yielded to the pressure of my tongue and
I pushed as far into her as I could. The walls of her vagina were
incredibly soft and her flow streamed along my tongue and soaked my
face. My lips, surrounded by her vulva, were embracing the soft petals
within. Buried in the coarse hair of her pubis my nose nudged the upright
stem of her clitoris causing her to mewl like a kitten.  Caroline's hands
supported my head between her thighs, possessively urging me deeper into
her, willing me to penetrate her completely.

Between the cheeks of her lovely rear, my inquiring fingers found the
object of Ted's affection. With my thumbnail I scraped lightly over the
undefended rosette while my fingers gathered moisture nearby. A groan of
approval escaped from her throat as I penetrated her behind, pushing my
slippery finger right in to the last knuckle. Within seconds, her moisture
was flowing over my chin and down onto the bedspread. Her breath came in
short gasps punctuated with whimpers and little moans.  Then Caroline
started to came in waves, as my penetrating tongue felt the contractions of
her vagina, while she ground her pussy against my mouth in unrestrained
ecstasy.

Exhausted, she tumbled beside me on the bed. Her dark red hair spread out
like a fiery halo around her head. Perspiration glowed on her shiny
forehead and her skin felt damp from the exertion. The hair between her
thighs was matted, wet from her secretions and my own saliva. She caught me
looking there and opened her legs to my gaze. Her hand slid up the inside
of my thigh and cupped my sex with our new found familiarity.

'Does Ted do you like that?' I asked tentatively.

'Not like that.' she confided. 'He licks. You suck. You're the best.'

For a long time we rested. Her hand played with the hair between my legs,
pulling out the curls until they were straight and then letting them spring
back against my mons. The lips were soft, relaxed and ajar. I tried to
remember the last time I'd cum with such intensity and couldn't recall even
once.  Caroline's finger followed the line of my slit brushing back the
hairs to make a path through the underbrush.  My clit throbbed when she
used her thumbs to open the my lips to expose the pink thimble within. A
long sigh escaped my lips as I felt her warm breath blow across its
sensitive skin.  I desperately wanted her mouth one more time. One more
time now ... and a million times more after that. A flush came to my cheeks
when Caroline moved my hand down between my legs.  She pushed my folded
knees wide apart and winked at me mischievously.

 'Go ahead' she said. 'I like watch.'

And I did, and then she took me again with her mouth and I her, until
finally it was getting dark and near the time when her husband would be
home.  As I drove to my own home, the long weekend seemed too long for the
very first time. I couldn't wait to get back to work, and back to Caroline.

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