Date: Tue, 25 Feb 2003 11:52:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: The banker's wife 2 (Adult Youth FF/f)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts between women.  If this type of content
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                        The Banker's Wife 2
                         The Faculty Party
                               By
                              Jan


	Life at the Banker's household had settled into a
comfortable routine.  Elisabeth had taken charge around the
home.  Her stepdaughter, Barbara, had become comfortable
enough with her to simply ask for a spanking when she is in the
mood for some hard sexual play.  There was no need to act up
to get the attention she wanted.  The banker was free to spend
more time pursuing the things that interested him work and
golf.

	Liz was not the kind of person that socialized a lot with
the faculty at the college but she still had to attend the
occasional faculty functions.  The start of the academic school
year was one that did require her attendance.  It was the garden
party hosted by the Dean's wife.  It is one of those things that
she was almost forced to attend.
	Bill did not like going to these things and found ways to
make sure he was out of town the weekend they came up.  Liz
asked Barbara if she would go with her.  She made a deal that
when Barb got bored she could remind her that she had a high
school volleyball game in a short time.  That way they would
have an excuse to get away.

	It was a warm Saturday so both Liz and Barb dressed
casually for the party.  Liz had selected a dress that included a
white broad brimmed straw hat and white gloves.  To accent the
feminine look, she chose rope necklace of freshwater pearls
with matching earrings.  Barb selected a very nice looking
summer dress.  It was short sleeved with a scooped front and
back.  The bodice was tight enough to look like she was sewn
into it.  It had a built in bra.  The skirt was short enough that
only a girl her age could get away with it.  She had peril
earrings and white gloves too.  Her blonde hair was brushed out
and hung loose on her back.  When she turned her head a
portion of hair would fall down the front of her body below her
breast-line.

	They took Liz's late model Mustang coupe to the party.
The Dean had a nice home located as part of the campus.  The
campus rose garden backed up to the residence.  That way the
party could over flow into the garden.

	When they entered the home they left their sweaters and
purses in the library/office next to the entrance before getting in
line to be greeted by the Dean and his wife.  Liz introduced her
stepdaughter to them.  They flattered Barbara by asking her if
she was a student at the collage.  Barb blushed and told them
that she had a couple of years left of high school first.

	Liz had to greet the heads of the departments and
exchange complements before they could stop by the buffet
table.  They filled their plates with salad and veggies with dip.
They dipped some bread in the brae.  The last thing they picked
up was a couple of large strawberries dipped in chocolate.

	They wondered around the grounds, greeting other
faculty members as they ate the contents on their plates. When
Liz got into a long discussion with the head of her department
about some curricular changes, Barbara excused herself and
drifted off.  When Liz had finished her discussion with her
superior and his wife she went looking for Barb.

	She dropped off her empty plate on a table as she started
looking around the garden for Barb.  She saw Barb sitting on a
concrete park bench nestled among some fragrant flowers
talking to the head of the Art Department.

	Liz knew her casually from the faculty dinning room.
She was a nice looking woman that was about forty to forty-
five years old.  Her hair was a hyena color.  Normally when Liz
saw her it was in a ponytail and she would be in jeans that
would be covered in plaster dust and smelled of turpentine and
linseed oil.  For today she had it down and the natural wave
flowed down her back.  Seeing her in a dress Liz realized that
she was a very attractive woman.

	They introduced themselves to each other again.
"Elisabeth English Department" as she stuck out her hand.
"Windy Art Department" as she too Liz's hand.

	"I was just talking to you charming stepdaughter about
art.  I think she would make a very good model.  Would you
mind if she posed for me?"

	Liz gave Barb a glance and knew that she wanted to do it.
Liz replied, "Barbara is old enough and mature enough to
decide if she wants to do that."

	Barb physically showed her enthusiasm by squirming
around.  She jumped up and hugged and kissed Liz as she
thanked her.

	Liz sat down with Barb between them.  The two women
each had a hand resting on Barb's knees as they talked.  Windy
was telling them about the medium that she liked to work in.
She liked to make lots of drawings to familiarize herself with a
subject, before she painted them.  When she was happy with the
result she would make a clay model.  The last thing would be a
bronze casting.  That is why you see me in the dinning room
covered in plaster dust sometimes.

	It was starting too cool off.  They would soon either have
to put on their sweaters or leave.  Liz was about to say that they
better retrieve their sweaters when windy said, "My friend
dropped me off for this function.  If you don't mind taking me
home I would be happy to show both of you my studio."

	Liz looked at Barb and knew that she wanted to go.  Liz
said, "We would be thrilled to drop you off and see your
home."

	That said, the three of them headed for the Dean's house.
They made their good-byes, picked up their sweaters and
purses.  Barbara may not have been happy sitting in the back
seat but it was not long before Windy directed them into the
driveway of a comfortable looking home.

	When they were inside Windy opened up the house to let
the air cool off the house.  She asked if they would like some
wine.  She opened a bottle and gave them glasses full of a good
Chardonnay.  She was rightly proud of her home and took
delight showing her guests her home.

	The top of the grand piano was covered with a variety of
gold like frames, some old looking and some modern looking.
They were mostly family members.  The thing Liz picked up on
was that the recent pictures of Windy were taken with a variety
of women.  There was none of her with men.  Liz felt that she
was in the company of another dike.

	Barb was so fascinated with everything in the
comfortable house that she really did not pickup all the telltale
signs that this was the home of a lovely dike.

	When they worked their way to the southern exposed
studio the room smelled of linseed oil and turpentine.  There
were sketches tacked up on walls and canvases stacked around
the room.  All Barbara saw was the skill of the artist at
rendering the figures of lovely women.  Elisabeth saw that all
of the women were in provocative poses.  As Windy was
showing off some of her work to Barb, Liz flipped through
some sketches.  Just as she thought there were some drawings
of women engaged in sex with each other.

	When Windy took their glasses back to the kitchen to
refill them.  Liz told Barbara that Windy is a dike, do you want
to model for her or have sex with her?

	Barb beamed when she saw that Liz was telling the truth.
She could not resist rubbing her cunt through her dress as she
looked at the sketches as Liz was showing them to her.

	Windy returned with full glasses and saw the drawings
they were looking at.  Rather than deny anything she said, "I
see you found me out.  Would you have a problem with my
sexual tastes?"

	Barbara shrugged and Elisabeth wrapped her arm around
her waist as she took a glass from her hand and took a sip.  She
kissed Windy on the mouth.  As Windy opened her mouth, Liz
used her tongue to force some of the wine in her mouth into
Windy's mouth.

	Liz said, "I'm sure Barb would be thrilled to model her
body for you right now."

	The two adult women stood there, arm in arm as Barbara
stepped up onto a four-foot square platform in the middle of the
room.  Barbara was definitely not shy.  She did a sexy striptease
for the women.  When she was totally naked she slowly turned
around.  When Windy saw the swallow tailed butterfly tattooed
on the flat area above the crack of her ass she could not resist
reaching out and touching it.  She commented on the artistry of
the colorful tattoo.

	As Barbara turned around to face Windy, the hand was
now resting on the flat area between her navel and her cunt.
Windy was about to pull it away when Barb grabbed her wrist
and shoved her hand down farther.

	Barbara was like her friends and had her pubis shave so
that all she had left was a little strip of dark blonde hair that ran
vertically above the top of her cunt.  It is simple enough to say
that she could put on the scantiest thong panties and no hair
would show.

	Windy was breathing hard from the thrill of touching the
exposed labia.  She stood there dumbfounded as Liz reached
out and ran her finger around the smooth and mauve colored
areola of the lovely teenager.  When Liz poured a few drops of
wine on a nipple and leaned over to lick it up.  Windy lost
control and shoved her finger deep into the canal of the girl.
Barb moaned in her pleasure at having two adult women feeling
he up.


	Liz had an idea and she poured some more wine between
the girl's breasts.  As the wine trickled down her body, Liz put
her hand on the back of the copper red hair of Windy and push
her head down so that she could lap it up as it gathered in the
little patch of pubic hair.

	Windy moaned her joy at the thrill of the sexiness of
making love to a beautiful girl right there in front of her
stepmother.  She knelt down on the platform and used her
tongue to seek out the little clitoris under the hood of the labia.

	Wine was mixing with the natural juices dripping from
Barb's cunt.  Windy was lapping everything up as fast as she
could.  Just the same a little wine was dripping down the inside
of Barb's legs.

	Liz stopped pouring wine between the breasts.  To
Windy's disappointment Liz turned the girl around again.
When Barb had her backside facing them she pushed her over
to let her know that she wanted her to bend at the waist.  Barb
placed her hands on her knees.  Liz used her fingers to spread
the cheeks apart and show Windy the tightly puckered pink
sphincter opening.  Before Windy could place her face between
the cheeks Liz poured some wine between the beginning of the
crack.  Windy's face was getting wet as she lapped up the wine
as fast as she could.

	When the glass was empty, Liz put it down and moved
behind Windy and lifted her skirt.  She had to lift her hips to get
Windy to stand up.  When she was standing Liz went under the
dress.  The pulled the wet panties down and put her nose
between the soft bus of the artist.  She smelled the sweet aroma
of the woman's anus before she started licking her.

	Windy could mot stand it any longer and had to sit down
on the platform.  When she was seated Liz removed the panties
and got to check out the lovely artist.  Windy was a mix of
Italian and polish ancestry.  The result was a woman that had
the dark coloring of her Sicilian side.  Her pubic hair was
naturally a dark brunet color.  Liz knelt on the floor and went to
work sucking on the woman's cunt.  As Windy lay on her back
Barbara squatted over Windy's head.  Windy went back to
work lapping up the honey dripping from the young pussy.
When Windy climaxed Barb climaxed too.

	They sat there resting for awhile.  Barbara was getting
tired squatting on the woman's face.  She was the first to stand
up.  Windy had been happy smelling the girl's crotch.  When
the girl stood up the juices on her face dried and it felt like her
skin was being drawn up like an exfoliating facial.

	She sat up and kissed Elisabeth on the mouth.  Then she
stood up and let Elisabeth and Barbara to her bedroom.  This
was a very vain woman the closet doors were mirrors and there
were large mirrors on every wall.  You could sit on the bed and
see every side of your body in the mirrors on the walls.

	Barbara helped the women take their clothes off.
Elisabeth felt a little uncomfortable because her figure was full
enough that it looked more like a man's body.  If it were not for
that double D sized breasts and the lack of a male member she
did look like a truck driver even if she was only twenty-six
years old.  She forgot about that when she looked at brown
body of Windy.  She could well be twenty years her senior but
the only thing that gave that away was the lack of elasticity of
her skin.  The chocolate colored areolas and nipples beckoned
to both Liz and Barb.

	The lay on ether side of her and each one took a breast
into their mouths and sucked them like greedy babies.  They
both were playing with her pussy too.  As one was toying with
her clitoris the other was playing with vagina.  Poor Windy was
soon reduced to a raw nerve that was climaxing practically
every time she was being touched.

	Then Windy and Barbara turned their attention to
satisfying Elisabeth.  It did not take much to have her in the
same state Windy had been in a few minutes earlier.  While
they were playing with her, she got Windy to sit on her face so
she could enjoy the taste and thrill of her womanly odor as she
screamed her pleasure into the natural muffler.

	Elisabeth lay there resting for a while she recovered her
breath.  Slowly she recovered and became aware of the smell of
pure sex in the room.  Windy was making love to Barbara.

	Liz propped herself up on one elbow and watched the
woman.  Windy looked so sexy.  Windy's brown skin in stark
contrast to the pink skin of Barbara.  Liz watched carefully as
Windy got between Barb's legs and used her hand to hold her
tit and use her nipple to play with the little red clitoris of
Barbara.  She did that until Barb was breathing hard.

	Her next maneuver was to turn around and scoot her butt
between Barbara's legs until her cunt was pressed against
Barbara's cunt.  With Barb's leg over her hip she started
rubbing her cunt against Barb's.  Her coarse pubic hair was
stimulating Barbara's clitoris.  Soon Barb was moaning in her
sexual bliss.  Liz could not resist the action any longer.  She
leaned over and sucked one of Barb's nipples into her mouth.
Barbara was lovingly stroking her stepmother's hair as she felt
the tongue rubbing her nipple.  Elisabeth did get the pleasure of
licking the juices from both cunts after they climaxed and lay
back to rest.

	All three of them showered together before Liz took Barb
home.  Barbara promised that she would drop by after school
Monday afternoon to model for Windy.

	It was a simple matter for her to include some of her
girlfriends so that Windy's erotic paintings had some variety.


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