Date: Thu, 1 Sep 2011 00:08:59 -0700
From: K. Finnegan <kfinnegan64@hotmail.com>
Subject: Arizona Heat, Part 2a, Kate's Story

Arizona Heat

Part 2a: Kate's Story

By K. Finnegan


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---*---

I had driven straight home after leaving Jenny's house in a state of high
excitement - I still couldn't quite believe what had happened. Just before
noon I met Jenny after I stopped to help her after her car overheated on
51st Avenue. I drove her home and found that she was suffering from breast
engorgement and needed to go to the Hospital. I proposed a creative
solution to her problem, but things got out of hand andÉwell we ended up
having an afternoon of incredible sex together. We fell asleep in each
other's arms, but when I woke she seemed cold and rushed me out of
house. But just before I drove away she came running out of the house after
having a quick change of heart and gave me her phone number! I was still
confused and uncertain as to what had really happened and where I stood
with Jenny.

I had originally intended to go to my boyfriend Mark's house to talk to him
about what had happened today. This would be the first big test of our
"arrangement," and I desperately hoped that Mark meant what he said about
letting me having lesbian flings while we were dating. I never thought I
would take him up on that offer, because I thought that was all in my
past. But after meeting Jenny today I was sure that my lesbian side was
very much alive and kicking. Jenny was unlike the girls I had been with
before.  For a start, she was older, married, and the mother of a small
child. All of those facts turned me on to some degree. Perhaps it was just
novelty, the lure of forbidden fruit or the thrill of transgression, but
whatever it was, it had a powerful hold on me and I couldn't get her out of
my mind.

 There didn't seem any point to driving out to tell Mark, because I wasn't
sure myself what was going on yet. Jenny had given me her phone number, but
I didn't know her true intentions. Maybe she's confused or embarrassed and
just wants to talk. I don't think she had ever been with a woman before,
and I could only imagine what kind of emotional turmoil a young married
mother would feel after having her first lesbian encounter, with a teenager
at that. Then again, maybe she does want to see me again.  The passion of
our encounter surprised even me. Jenny had a shocking amount of pent up
sexual desire, and I wondered how long it has been since she had sex with
her husband. I had read that it was quite common for one or both members of
a married couple to lose interest in sex for a time after the birth of a
child. Whatever the case, that sexual energy hit us like a tidal wave this
afternoon, and I sensed there was more where that came from. That thought
gave me butterflies in my stomach and a warm feeling elsewhere.

---*---

I paced in my room and looked at the clock; it was only 9:32, just 2
minutes later than the last time I looked at it.  It was probably too early
to call Jenny anyway I though, as she was likely still busy getting her car
fixed.  I decided to take a nice hot bath to relax. I had a quick shower at
Jenny's before I drove home, but I needed to kill some time and washing my
hair was always a good way to do that. I put on my pajamas, went to the
bathroom and turned on the taps in the tub. I then went to the kitchen to
get a glass of water.  Mom, dad and my little sister Erin were sitting in
the TV room watching a movie.

 "Why aren't you out on a date with Mark, Kate?" My dad asked. "It's a
Saturday night, after all."

 "Friday night is date night dad. Saturday night he's gaming with the boys.
Besides, I overexerted myself today," I said, smiling to myself. "I'm going
to have to bath and turn in early."

 "Too much shopping?" My mother said.

 "Something like that." I replied, hiding my smile.

 I went back to the bathroom with my water, slipped into the tub and
relaxed as I played back the events of today. I washed my hair and shaved
my legs even though they didn't really need it. As I dried my long curly
red hair, I admired myself in the mirror. I may be short, pale and freckly
but I had beautiful green eyes, a nice smile, attractive, pert 34 C
breasts, a slender waist, a very shapely backside andÉwell, okay legs (I
wished they were about 6 inches longer). And then of course there was my
hair. I used to hate having red hair. When I was shy and insecure my red
hair made me stand out as a target for bullies, but as I got older and more
confident I started figuring out to use my flaming locks to my advantage. I
learned to mesmerize boys with tricks like the hair toss, finger twirl, and
peek-a-boo eyes. Even Mark, who I have been dating for 6 months, was
usually defenseless against the hair, especially when reinforced with a bit
of cleavage. And now, I had just used it to seduce a beautiful, older,
married woman. Or had I just been seduced by a beautiful, older, married
woman? I still wasn't terribly clear on that point. But at any rate I'm
sure that Betty, my lesbian former mentor, would be proud.

There were only two phones in our house, one in the den by the kitchen and
one on my parent's bedside table.  My mom and dad were still watching TV in
the den, so I would have to wait till they went to bed before I could call
Jenny, if it was not too late.  As I sat in my room impatiently waiting for
my parents to go to bed, I watched the minutes drag by. I tried to rehearse
in my head what I was going to say to her as I brushed my hair.  I had a
million questions bouncing around in my head, and the waiting was killing
me.

My parents finally went to bed at 10:15, and after waiting a few agonizing
minutes to make sure they were really going to sleep I crept out of my room
and padded down the hall to the darkened den.  After several false starts,
I finally summoned up the courage and dialed the numbers, after glancing
down the hall towards my parent's room to make sure the coast was clear.  I
walked quietly into the kitchen, toying nervously with the coiled phone
cord, as I heard the connection complete and the phone ring at the other
end of the line.  The butterflies in my stomach were swarming, and with
each ring my nerve diminished. By the fourth ring I was headed back into
the den to hang up in embarrassment when Jenny's breathless voice suddenly
answered.

"Hello?"

"It's me, Kate." I blurted nervously. "I hope I didn't wake you."

There followed a long sigh of relief on the other end of the line.

"Oh Kate!  I was hoping it was you!" Jenny said. "It's so good to hear your
voice."

"It's good to hear your voice too Jenny." I whispered.

"Kate, I am so sorry about the way I treated you this evening.  I was
horrible to you Ð and after you had been such an angel to meÉ" Jenny said.

"JennyÉ" I tried to interject.

"I don't know what came over me! I was confused and freaked out and I
panicked.  I'm so sorry.  Please forgive me." Jenny said softly.

 "Jenny it's okay, I understand." I whispered.

I sat on the kitchen floor with my back to a cabinet as Jenny unburdened.

"What happened this afternoon!?" Jenny said, her voice ladened with
emotion.  "Before today I had never even thought aboutÉsex with a woman.
But suddenly, out of nowhere I was just overwhelmed withÉlust and desire
for you.  Where did that come from?" Jenny's voice was cracking.  "What
does it mean?  It's like I don't even know who I am anymore! Oh, it's just
all so confusing." She finished quietly.

"Jenny, can I ask you a personal question?" I asked.

"Yes." Jenny whispered.

"When was the last time you had sex with your husband?"  I asked softly.

"It's been a long time." Jenny said sadly.

"Long as in nine months plus Max's age?" I asked.

"Yeah, pretty much." Jenny said glumly.

 "I kind of sensed that." I said softly. "You seemed to have lots of pent
upÉ sexual energy and it all seemed to come out at once."

 "Kate?" Jenny said.

 "Yes." I whispered.

 "This wasn'tÉ wasn't your first timeÉ with a girl, was it." She said.

"No. But it has been a long time." I replied.

"Are you aÉlesbian?" Jenny asked softly.

"No. I guess I'm kind of bisexual." I whispered.  "I like guys and have for
as long as I can remember, but I never had much luck with them till I met
Mark.  I sort of accidentally got into girls in grade school.  I thought it
was just a phase I outgrew or somethingÉuntil today."

"Your boyfriend Mark Ð would he freak out if he knew about us?" Jenny
asked.

"Far from it," I giggled, "He'll want to join in.  When we started dating I
told him about my history with girls, and he was totally cool with it.  He
even said he didn't mind if I had the occasional lesbian fling."

"Wow, it sounds like your boyfriend is veryÉbroad-minded." Jenny said, "If
my husband Tom ever found out what happened between usÉwell there's no
telling what he might do. He's from a pretty conservative family."

 "Well, your secret is safe with me."  I whispered.

"Can I ask you another question?" Jenny asked.

"Okay." I answered.

"What happened today?" Jenny whispered. "Did you seduce me today, or did I
Éseduce you?"

"That's a good question." I said softly.  "I didn't start out planning to
have sex with you, if that's what you mean.  It just sort of happened,
little by little.  Your smell, your taste was turning me onÉbut I really
thought I could hold it together and keep it clinical and help you out with
your breast problem.  But your handsÉthe way you caressed meÉ" I sighed,
"It was so gentle, so loving and so erotic.  When you slid your hand under
my top and caressed my back, I just lost it."

"Wow, that's kind of where I lost it to." Jenny confided. " I thought it
was going to be like breast-feeding. But the way you teased my nipples with
your tongue just drove me crazy. Before I knew it my hands were just all
over you. I couldn't believe what I was doing, but I just couldn't stop
myself."

 "Well," I laughed softly, "I guess we sort of seduced each other by
accident. Are youÉsorry it happened?"

 "No."  Jenny breathed softly. "Kate, what happened today was the most
intenseÉ beautifulÉ I just never thought I could feel that way withÉ a
girl!"

 "So does that meanÉyou want to see me again?" I asked, my heart in my
throat.

There was a moment of silence, broken only by the drumming of my
heartbeats.

"Desperately."  Jenny whispered.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the cabinet as my heart
raced.  "Yes!" I thought.

"When?" I whispered.

"Tomorrow?" Jenny suggested.

"Tomorrow is almost two hours away!" I whispered, "I don't think I can wait
that long.  I can be at your place in 30 minutes."

"Kate!" Jenny laughed, "You are too much!  I really think both of us could
a good night's sleep, don't you?"

"I think you would sleep much better with me in your arms than you would
alone." I said in a seductive whisper.

There followed another long sigh on the other end of the line.  "Oh KateÉ"
Jenny said softly, "You are just irresistible!  I'll put a bottle of wine
in the fridge."

---*---

I had packed an overnight bag with a change of clothes, toothbrush and a
bag of toiletries just in case, while I was waiting for my parents to go to
sleep. I picked up the bag and slipped out of my pajamas throwing on an old
T-shirt, comfortable jeans and sneakers.  I quickly wrote a note telling my
parents that I had to be somewhere very early in the morning and left it on
my pillow.  I slipped quietly out of the house into the warm night, locking
the door behind me. I had taken the precaution of parking the Van three
doors down from my house, as it was noisy and I didn't want to wake my
parents. I started up the engine, pulled out and drove through the desert
night to Jenny's house, giddy with anticipation.

 I arrived at Jenny's house fifteen minutes later, alarmed to see a car
parked in her driveway until I realized that it was, of course, her Chevy
Malibu. I once again parked under the giant cottonwood across from her
house. I grabbed my bag and walked to her front door, every nerve on end. I
gently knocked 3 times on the door and held my breath as I waited for Jenny
to answer.  It was a dark moonless night, and the only illumination was
from an orange streetlight down the road.  The door quietly opened to
reveal Jenny silhouetted by soft candlelight. My heart skipped a beat as I
took in her outfit, which consisted of nothing more than an incredibly sexy
black ruffle lingerie gown.

Jenny pulled me in and closed the door quietly then turned towards me and
reached for my hands as I dropped my bag on the floor. Our fingers
intertwined as we gazed at each other for a few magic moments before slowly
drawing together for a tender hug.  Neither of us said a word as we just
enjoyed the warmth of each other's body, the scent of each other's skin and
the heart pounding delight of being in each other's arms. I sighed with
contentment and clung to her gently before I leaned up and softly kissed
her lips.

"Wow Jenny, you look so sexy!" I said as I nuzzled her neck.

I looked over her shoulder and saw that the den was lit with about half a
dozen candles, with another half-dozen together in the fireplace. On the
coffee table in front of the couch were an open bottle of white wine and
two glasses. Soft jazz was quietly playing on the tape deck.

"Oh Jenny," I said softly, "This is so romantic. But I feel so
underdressed." I said, pulling at my T-shirt.

"After the way I treat you this afternoon, I figured that I owed you a
proper seduction." Jenny said as she nibbled on my ear. "And don't worry
about what you're wearing, because you won't be wearing it for long."

 "Oh Jenny!" I whispered. "You are in a romantic mood, aren't you?"

My original plan, which consisted of tearing her clothes off as we raced
for the bedroom, was shelved. If Jenny had gone to all the trouble of
setting up this romantic seduction, the least I could do was to allow her
to seduce me. Jenny slipped her arm around my waist and led me to the
couch. We sat down and she poured 2 glasses of wine, handing one to me. We
turned to face each other on the couch, clinked our glasses together
softly, made an unspoken toast with our eyes, and sipped our wine.

Jenny looked incredibly sexy in the soft candlelight. Her long strawberry
blonde hair looked freshly brushed, and mascara and eyeliner really brought
out her beautiful hazel eyes. As I sipped my wine, my eyes travels down to
her incredible cleavage, accentuated by the black lace lingerie. As sexy as
it was, I longed to remove it and bury my face between her silky breasts.
As I caressed her with my eyes, every square inch of my skin seems to
tingle with desire. We set our glasses down and I leaned in to kiss her,
but she put her hand on my shoulder and gently pushed me back, with a
mysterious smile on her face.

"Not so fast sweetie," Jenny said, softly, " You are over dressed.  Here,
lie back and relax and give me your feet."

  I was very aroused at Jenny's newfound assertiveness, and was filled with
curiosity as to what she had planned. I lay back against the cushions of
the couch and brought my left foot up to Jenny's lap. She took my foot in
her hand and undid the lacing on my shoe before taking it off and dropping
it over the back of the couch. She then reached for my right foot and did
the same.

"And now the jeans." She said, as she playfully tugged at them.

I eagerly unbuttoned my jeans and raised my hips as Jenny pulled them off
and dropped them over the back of the couch with my shoes.

 Jenny looked at me, smiled and raised an eyebrow. I grinned back, and took
off my panties, twirling them on my finger before tossing them with a
flourish behind the couch.  I pulled off my T-shirt and did the same.

"I think that's a personal record!" I laughed, as I lay nude but for socks
on her couch.

I thrilled as Jenny's eyes wandered over my naked body, as I lay stretched
out before her on the couch. I smiled and blew her a kiss as her eyes met
mine.

 "There, isn't that better?"  Jenny said, as she removed my socks and began
to massage my left foot.

"Oh Jenny," I sighed, "that feels so good."

"Tell me a story." Jenny said softly, as she kneaded my foot.

"What about?" I asked.

"Tell me about your first experience with a girl." She said.

I picked up my glass of wine from the table and took a sip, then began:

"Well, it happened early in the 7th grade just after my family moved to
Phoenix from Athens Georgia. I didn't really fit in at the new school. I
got teased a lot because of my freckles and my accent, which was much
thicker back then. A lot of the girls were also jealous because my boobs
had developed, and I had a good figure even then. My only real friend was
Allison.  I met her one day when I saw her sitting with her back to a tree
in the far corner of the playground during recess, crying all alone after
some girls had been picking on her. I went over and sat next to her, and
gave her a Kleenex. We became best friends after that."

 "What did Allison look like?" Jenny asked, as she worked on my toes.

"Allison was small and delicate," I said, "about 3 inches shorter than me
at the time.  She had beautiful pale skin, pale blue eyes and long straight
blonde hair that hung down to her shoulder blades. She was skinny with a
boyish figure, and her boobs had only just begun to develop. She was really
shy, especially around boys, and would blush at the drop of a hat. We were
such opposites in many ways: I was the rambunctious, outgoing redheaded
tomboy who was always getting into trouble while she was quiet serious type
who always got good grades."

"So you were friends before you becameÉintimate?" Jenny asked, as she
massaged my instep.

 "Oh, that feels good Jenny. Yeah, for about 8 months we were just two
normal girls, like any other pair of best friends." I said as I took
another sip of wine. "Until the slumber party.  About a month in from the
start of the second semester Tracy, a nice girl in my homeroom class,
invited us to a slumber party at her house on a Saturday night."

"I remember thinking that Tracy's parents must have been millionaires,
because they had a huge house with a pool and an awesome game room
downstairs.  It had a pool table, foosball table and a color TV with a
Betamax player, which I had never seen before. There were also 2 large
comfy couches and several chairs down there: it was the perfect place for a
slumber party. We swam all afternoon in their pool and had pizza for dinner
before running down to the game room and watching movies. It was a big
party with about 14 girls, only a few of which I knew."

 "Were they from another school?" Jenny asked, as she set my left foot on
her lap and went to work on my right.

"Some of them were from Tracy's church group, and a few of them were
eighth- graders at my school." I said, sighing as Jenny's fingers kneaded
my right foot.

"What happened next?" Jenny asked.

"Late that night after the movies, Tracy crept upstairs to make sure her
parents were asleep, and came back downstairs with two bottles of Boone's
Farm wine and a stack of plastic cups." I said, smiling. "We all started
drinking and playing silly games, and before long about half of the girls
had curled up and gone to sleep.  About 7 of us, including Allison, were
still up and we started playing twisterÐwhich is even more fun when
everyone is a little tipsy. The game turned into a massive tickle fight,
that left us all in a giggling heap. Tracy poured us all one more glass of
wine and we started playing some kind of spin the bottle truth or Dare
game. I don't really remember the details, but I do remember that there
were a lot of kissing dares. Nothing heavy, I mean, just light pecksÐ
typical girly slumber party stuff."

"Now it's getting interesting!" Jenny said, as she smiled and stretched my
toes back.

"At some point one of Tracy's friends dared me to kiss Allison on the
lips." I said, as I squirmed with delight as Jenny found a ticklish spot on
my foot. "I was kinda drunk and feeling bold, so I turned to Alison, leaned
towards her and kissed her full on the lips. As I did so I lost my balance
ever so slightly and leaned into her little harder than I meant to.  Before
I knew it she was kissing me back, much to my surprise. Time seemed to
stop, and we held that kiss for about 5 seconds, although it felt like 5
minutes. We both sat back, blushing madly, as the other girls cheered and
hooted.  I was afraid that Allison would be terribly embarrassed and run
off crying, but she just sat there blushing with the biggest grin on her
face I have ever seen.  The other girls made such a ruckus Tracy's mom came
down and told us we had to be quiet and go to sleep."

"So that's how you got your first kiss with Allison. How sweet!" Jenny said
as she massaged the instep of my right foot.

"But there's moreÉ oh Jenny, that feels so good." I sighed. "Because we
were the last ones to go to sleep, most of the best spots had already been
taken so we had fit in wherever we could find space, and while I found a
spot next to the pool table, Allison was at the other end of the room which
bummed me out because I wanted to talk to her and tell her what really
happened so she didn't get the wrong idea.  Alison seemed to go to sleep
very quickly though, so I thought it could wait till the morning.  It was
getting warm downstairs with all the body heat, so after I went to the
bathroom I just crawled on top of my sleeping bag wearing big loose T-shirt
and panties. I dozed off and woke up suddenly the middle of the night in
almost pitch darkness."

"Someone was touching me, ever so gently on my stomach." I said, recalling
that magic night.  "I kept my eyes closed as I pretended to be
asleep. After a few seconds I could feel a hand starting moving slowly up
under my T-shirt. I felt my whole body tingle and I gasped slightly when
the hand reached my right boob. It stopped suddenly when I gasped, so I
mumbled and squirmed like I was dreaming, then lay still.  I could hear a
girl breathing really close to me, and she started breathing faster as her
hand began to gently feel my boobs.  I lay there for, like, 10 minutes,
pretending to be asleep and getting incredibly turned on while this
mysterious hand caressed and explored my body. I fought the urge to open my
eyes because I didn't want to scare away whoever was touching me Ð it felt
so nice. Eventually the hand withdrew, and I suddenly felt soft lips on my
own, giving me a kiss so delicate it was like being kissed by a soap
bubble.  That was my most erotic experience ever at that point in my life."

 "Was it Allison?" Jenny asked excitedly, as she massaged my left calf.

"Well, I didn't know." I said. " I tried to peek, but it was so dark I
couldn't tell. But secretly, I hoped it was.  Everything seems normal at
school the next week, and Allison gave no sign that anything was wrong or
even different.  But after the slumber party I felt different. I started
having these strong, strange feelings whenever I was near her. I started
noticing things about her that I never noticed before; the shape of her
lips, the silkiness of her skin, the softness of her hair.  I found myself
thinking about her constantly.  On Friday I noticed she seemed preoccupied
and nervous. Finally at the end of the day as we were preparing to go home
from school for the weekend, she nervously asked me if I would like to come
to her house on Saturday to listen to records and maybe stay over, adding
that she just got the new Leif Garrett album.  I was of course terribly
excited, and said I would be over at 5:00."

Having finished with my lower legs Jenny leaned forward on the couch and
reached down, gently massaging my thighs, first with her soft hands and
then with just the tips of her fingernails. My entire body started to
tingle and my already wet pussy began to drip, as I felt a wet trickle make
its way towards my ass crack.

"Go on." Jenny said softly.

   It was getting hard to concentrate as this blonde goddess fondled my
thighs while eyeing me with a hungry look. Every time she leaned forward
her breasts surged hypnotically in her black lingerie.  I took a deep
breath to steady myself, and continued.  "I rode my bike to Allison's house
and we went up to her room and started listening to albums and eating
cookies on her bed. After we finish the cookies Allison smiled and giggled
nervously. She kept looking at me shyly then dropping her eyes to her
lap. I could tell she wanted to ask me something. I had been thinking about
our kiss, and the mysterious girl that had brought me such pleasure at the
slumber party all week, and now that we were alone I was filled with all
kinds of unfamiliar feelings and desires.  Allison was biting her lower lip
and blushing, which I thought was so cute. I grinned and leaned towards
her, asking her what was on her mind.  She wouldn't say, so I started
tickling her.  She suddenly blurted out that she really liked me, and that
she thought I was pretty.  And then she shyly asked me to kiss her again
like I had done the party."

"Oh Kate, that is so sweet!" Jenny said, as she leaned forward, and gently
brushed a finger against the side of my throbbing pussy as she massaged my
inner thighs. With every long stroke of her hands she brushed ever closer
to my slit, driving me crazy.

 "MmmmÉSo I did, only it lasted much, much longer this time." I said, with
a dreamy smile. "Then I asked her toÉOh yesÉtouch me again like she had
done at theÉAhhhÉ party. The look on her face said it all Ð it was her that
night! We kissed again and I let her feel me up, and that's howÉOhoooÉ my
first ever make out session began."

"What a sweet story." Jenny said, as she stopped massaging my thigh, sat
back and placed my left foot in her lap. She caressed it tenderly with her
right hand while she took a sip of wine with her left, before setting the
glass back on the table.

I took a sip of wine as well, and smiled at Jenny. She smiled back and I
watched as she gently raised my left foot from her lap, pulled it to her
face, and tenderly took my big toe into her warm, soft mouth. I felt a jolt
of electricity running through my body, every part of which felt as if it
were vibrating.  She then took each toe in turn, gently sucking them with
her lips and teasing them with her tongue. I had never before considered
toes to be an erogenous zone, but what Jenny was doing to me was turning me
on so much my left hand was stroking my pussy before I even realized
it. Jenny finished with my left foot and with a wicked smile she placed it
high on the back of the sofa, giving her a better view of my
masturbation. She then took my right foot, leaned forward till my thigh was
nearly vertical and began sucking my toes while running her right hand up
and down the inside of my right thigh.

Jenny's touch was driving me insane, and I vigorously thrust two fingers
into my cunt again and again as my thumb massaged the swollen nub of my
clit. I began to moan and whimper as a long-awaited orgasm surged within
me. As I neared climax, Jenny put my right leg over her shoulder, gently
kissing the back of my thigh just above the knee and brought her hands down
on either side of my right thigh. When my orgasm was seconds away, she
gently dug her nails into my thigh from both sides and pulled her fingers
up towards my knee. The sensation of her nails moving down my thighs
triggered an intense orgasm that left me trembling and breathless.

 Jenny then knelt between my thighs, gently caressing my hips and abdomen
while fixing me with her eyes.  She found my left hand, still dripping with
my cum, and raised it to her lips. She kissed my hand, then pressed her
face into my wet palm and inhaled deeply before tenderly taking each finger
into her mouth and sucking them clean. She returned her attention to my
eyes as I wrapped my legs around her and pulled her close. I reached up and
fumbled with the unfamiliar ties of her lingerie. She smiled and assisted
me and soon it joined the rest of the clothing behind the couch. Jenny and
I took each other's hands and intertwined our fingers as we gazed at each
other, illuminated by the soft light of a dozen candles. I had never seen
her so beautiful and sexy before.  Her long hair was brushed and shone like
dark gold. Her eyes, filled with desire gazed at me tenderly, and her skin
glowed like silk.

I unlocked my fingers from hers and slid my hands up her arms to her
shoulders drawing her close for a lingering and passionate kiss. I thrilled
as her breasts pressed against mine and the weight of her body pushed me
into the cushions. I felt warm, safe, and smothered with affection under
her. It occurred to me that Jenny was really coming out of her
shell. Whereas this afternoon she was timid and submissive, in the few
short hours since our first encounter she seemed to have found new
reservoirs of confidence.  She had arranged this whole seduction on fairly
short notice, and she had been very much in charge from the moment I walk
through the door. It was actually an enormous turn on, as I had almost
forgotten what it was like to be the seduced. It was so relaxing and
sensual to lie back and just be a girl in the arms of a woman.

 I sighed languidly as Jenny kissed my throat and slowly worked her way
down to my breasts. My whole body was tingling to the thrill of her touch,
and as she made love to my tits, she began to grind her thigh against my
pussy.

"Oh God Kate, I just love your titsÉMmmmmÉ they're so firm andÉMmmmmÉ
perfect!" Jenny said in between mouthfuls.

"They're all yours tonight baby!" I moaned, as I dug my fingers into her
back and humped her thigh.  "Suck them good! God, how I love it when you do
that!"

I squirmed and moaned as I ground my pussy against Jenny's thigh, working
myself up to the edge of another orgasm. Jenny seemed to sense this, and
slowly began to back her thigh away from my swollen cunt as she kissed her
way down my abdomen. Soon her face was between my thighs, and after
throwing her hair back over her shoulder she began to lay into me with a
passion. After rapidly licking up and down the length of my pussy, she
sucked and nibbled my swollen lips before darting her tongue in and out of
my cunt like a hummingbird at a flower. She then sucked her way to my
throbbing clit and devoured it with her lips, sucking it deep into her
mouth and flicking it with her tongue. I could not believe that this woman
had never tasted pussy until just a few hours ago! She experimented by
placing both of her index fingers deep inside me and thrashing them about
in opposite directions. The sensation was exquisite, and I was soon
whimpering in the throes of another climax.

"Oh fuck, Jenny! Oh fuck, Oh fuck, Oh fuck - yes baby, right there, right
there!" I panted breathlessly. "Oh God! Oh God! Oooohhh Goooddd!"

I felt screaming orgasm bearing down on me like a freight train, when
suddenly I realized that baby Max was sleeping in the nursery down the
hall. I quickly grabbed a pillow from the couch and forced it over my face
just in time, as Jenny's tongue found the magic spot on my clit. My field
of vision exploded into bright red and orange flashes as my body bucked and
thrashed with a blinding climax. I left out a piercing scream that was
thankfully muffled by the pillow or I'm sure they would have heard it in
Glendale.  As I lay quivering and spent on the couch, Jenny crawled on top
of me and gave me a big, wet KateÐflavored kiss.

"Oh my God Jenny, how did you improve so much in 12 hours?" I asked
breathlessly.

"I had a good teacher." She said, smiling. "That and I've come to accept
the factÉ that I want you. That I want this." She whispered, as she gently
stroked my hair. "I'm not saying that I'm going to leave my husband or
anything crazy like that. But I want you to beÉ my lover - my secret lover.
You have shown me a side of myself that I didn't know existed, and I want
to explore it with you."

I pulled her down into a kiss before she could see my eyes tear up. That
kind of vulnerable honesty makes me go all weepy. After holding her in the
kiss for several moments I whispered in her ear "I was hoping you were
going to say something like that Jenny. I'll be happy to share myself with
you, for as long as you like."

We enjoyed another long passionate kiss before I whispered to her "Now it's
your turn."

I told her to straddle me as I put my legs together beneath her, I then
scooted her up a bit on the couch and told her to grab the armrest and hold
on. I wriggled myself down until I was under her pussy and told her to
lower herself onto me.  Her sweet musky scent enveloped me, as I gently ran
my tongue up and down the length of her slit, gathering sweet droplets that
hung like tiny beads from her swollen labia. I reached up and wrapped my
arms around her lower back and pulled her closer, seeking out with my lips
the stiff little marshmallow of her wet clit. I sucked and teased it with
my mouth as I felt her squirm and shake with delight. I alternated between
sucking her clit and invading her pussy with my tongue until she came hard,
bearing down on my face and moaning with ecstasy as her love juices
splashed across my mouth.

As she recovered I began again, gently licking and kissing her puffy lips
before moving up to tease and tantalize her clit.  I brought my left hand
up under my chin and gently slid two fingers into Jenny's wet vagina,
pumping them in and out and hooking them into her G spot.

"MmmmÉOh yes!" Jenny moaned, as she moved her hips in rhythm with my
thrusts.  "More KateÉAhhhhÉ put in more please."

I slipped a third finger in to join the others, but still Jenny begged for
more. I was concerned that I would hurt her, but I carefully slipped in my
pinky, and bunched my fingers together as I drove them deeper inside her,
clear up to my knuckles. Jenny arched her back and pushed down driving my
hand in still further, up to my thumb.  It felt painfully tight to me, but
Jenny seemed lost in ecstasy.  She groaned lustily and rolled her hips.

"Oh fuck Kate! Oh fuck!" Jenny cried. "More baby, give meÉMmmmÉ more! Your
thumb babyÉoh fuck yesÉ put it inside of me please!"

I reluctantly I drew my hand out of her far enough to slip my thumb in with
my other digits, trying to make my hand a small as possible to avoid
hurting her. Jenny whimpered and moaned as she bore down on my hand again
and again. As she did so she moved her hips back down my body, drawing her
clit away from my lips and concentrating all her passion on fucking my
hand. I looked up between her thighs and saw a glorious sight of her
bouncing breasts, and above them Jenny's face, locked in a grimace of
ecstasy. Jenny arched her back, coming down with all her weight on my
hand. As my elbow hit the couch cushion, I watched in shocked amazement as
my small hand suddenly vanished within her past the wrist with a soft
plopping sound. It was a breathtaking sensation to have an entire hand
surrounded by the hot flesh of my lover. I couldn't even imagine taking
that much inside of me, and I began to feel dizzy and faint as Jenny
impaled herself repeatedly on my arm, whimpering and moaning loudly.

 "Oh God! Oh God Kate!  Unnnggg!" Jenny moaned as she rode up and down on
my arm. "I'm gonna comeÉOhhhhÉ hard! Make a fist for me baby!  Oh God!
AhaaaÉ Do it for me baby!!  Unnng!  Oh fuck!"

I trusted she knew what she was doing, so I clenched my small fist inside
of her as she vigorously thrust herself on it time and time again before
she screamed in ecstasy and her entire body seemed to go into spasms. My
hand felt crushed within her, held tight by her clenching muscles. After
briefly going rigid, Jenny collapsed onto me like she had been shot. My
face was buried in her large, soft tits, which were covered by a sheen of
sweat. I could hear her heart pounding like a jackhammer, and her lungs
gasping for air as her whole body trembled. I released my fist and
carefully drew my hand out of her cunt, which seemed to set off another
powerful orgasm within her. She whimpered loudly, and dug her fingernails
into my shoulders as another round of convulsions wracked her body. I
embraced her gently, rubbing a hand up and down her back.

"Are you all right Jenny?" I asked with concern. "I didn't hurt you, did
I?"

"Oh God no, sweetheart!" Jenny gasped. "That was unbelievable! OhhhÉThat
was fucking unbelievable!"

Only then did I become aware of screaming coming from down the hall. "Oh
no," I said.  "We woke up Max."

"Oh shit!" Jenny groaned. "I'll take care of it."

She tried to stand but her legs buckled and she fell to her knees by the
couch.

"Are you okay Jenny?" I asked, sitting up on the couch with alarm.

"Oh, just fine." Jenny giggled, as she struggled to her feet leaning on the
couch for support. "I've just been fucked legless, that's all."

She staggered towards the hall before falling to her knees and giggling
just outside the nursery door. She gave up trying to stand and crawled the
rest of the way on her hands and knees.

"Coming Max!" Jenny said weakly, as she opened the door and crawled in.
"Mommy's here."

 I cleaned myself up a bit with a towel that was on the coffee table.  I
realized I was trembling, so I took a sip of wine to steady my nerves as I
waited for Jenny to return.  I had never done anything like that before,
and I was feeling a little traumatized. I held up my right hand and made a
fist, regarding it with bulging eyes. I quickly drained my glass and poured
another one.  After a few minutes I heard the nursery door quietly shut,
and turned to see Jenny walking unsteadily back to the couch.  She sat down
heavily and embraced me, laughing.

"Sorry about that." Jenny said sheepishly. "I should've known better than
to scream like that, but when that orgasm hit me, I think I even forgot my
name! Oh my God! That was so incredible!" She said as she cuddled with me
and kissed my neck. "I have never done that before. I read about it in one
of Tom's porno magazines."

"It-It looked incredibly intense." I said, wearing an expression of
wide-eyed wonder.

"Oh, it certainly was."  Jenny said softly, "I'd love to show you baby, but
I think it's probably something that you should only try if you have had a
baby."

 I held up one of Jenny's hands and asked her to make a fist. Hers was even
bigger than mine.

"Holy fuck." I gasped.

Jenny laughed softly, leaned down to my lips and kissed me softly as she
stroked my hair.  We then got comfortable on the couch and tenderly made
love until it was well past one in the morning.  Eventually our passion was
sated and the candles had burned low.  We held each other and rested.

 "So how will this work?" Jenny asked quietly as she caressed my face.

"How will what work?" I asked, sleepily.

"Us." She said, as she toyed with a strand of my hair.

"I'll be your secret lover Ð your mistress." I said as I gently kissed her
bottom lip.  "When our schedules allow we'll have erotic rendezvous, and
make passionate love together. We can also do girl stuff together Ð
shopping, dancing, movies, maybe visit a day spa."

 "It's going to be hard keeping you a secret." Jenny said as she nuzzled my
ear.

"Then don't." I said with a sly smile.  "When your husband comes back from
his business trip, I'd like you to introduce us."

"Are you crazy!" Jenny said, raising herself up on an elbow and tickling
me.

"Crazy like a fox." I said, giggling. "Just tell him the truth Ð not the
whole truth, mind you, just the edited highlights."

"Your car broke down and I gave you a ride home. True!" I said as I kissed
her cheek.

"You were feeling unwell, so I spent the afternoon with you in case you
needed a ride to the hospital, but you got better. True!" I said as I
kissed her nose.

 "We hit it off well and enjoyed each other'sÉcompany.  True!" I said as I
kissed her brow.

"Don't go to mentioning the part where I drove you to a screaming orgasm by
eating your pussy though Ð that can be our little secret."

Jenny laughed, and looked into my eyes affectionately.

"Then tell him we exchanged phone numbers in case you needed aÉbabysitter
for Max. Hey Jenny, do you need a babysitter for Max? True!"  I said,
grinning.

"You are crazy." Jenny laughed.

 "Hiding in plain sight Ð It's perfect, he'll never suspect a thing!" I
continued.  "And what's even better is that you won't have to do all those
suspicious things people having affairs usually do Ð sneaking out, late
night phone calls, trying not to be seen together in public, remembering
all the lies they have to keep straight.  As far as he'll know, you'll just
be spending time with your new best friend Kate."

"Kate, you have a very devious mind." Jenny said admiringly.

"I'm a girl who knows how to get what I want." I said as I put my arms
around her neck and drew her down for a long, soft kiss.

 "Oh, and one more thing." I said seriously. "Remember I told you that Mark
said when we first started dating that I could have flings with girls?"

"Yes," Jenny replied, "I envy you - he sounds very open-minded."

"Well, there are a few conditions." I said softly.  "One of them is
openness and honesty. Mark and I agreed that there must be no secrets
between us about things like this. What I'm trying to say is that I have to
tell Mark about us. No names, no details like addresses, phone numbers or
anything else that could reveal your identity. But I have to tell him that
I'm having an affair. I hope you're okay with that."

"Of course, Kate." Jenny said softly. "I wouldn't do anything to hurt your
relationship with Mark. I just wish Tom could be as open minded, butÉ"

 "I know, Jenny." I said as I kissed her gently on the cheek. Your secret
will be safe.

It had been a very long and eventful day for both of us.  Jenny
extinguished the candles then we walked hand-in-hand to the bedroom where
we had slept mere hours before. We lay down and slipped under the covers
kissing and cuddling as we stirred the last embers of the day's passion
before falling into a deep and restful sleep.

---*---

 I awoke the next morning, bright and early, to the sounds of a hungry
10-month-old baby crying down the hall.  I was curled up on my right side
and Jenny was spooning me from behind, her left arm thrown across my waist.
I yawned and stretched, blinking my eyes as I felt Jenny stir behind me. I
smiled as she kissed me on my shoulder.

"Welcome to the world of motherhood." She laughed as she got up and put on
her blue bathrobe. "Don't get up sweetie, Max is just calling for room
service. I'll be right back."

I watch her disappear down the hall before crawling back under the warm
covers and dozing off. I awoke to the sensation of soft kisses on my
shoulder and neck. I smiled and rolled over to see Jenny's smiling face
above me.

"Max wasn't very hungry this morning." Jenny said with a grin. "Would you
like a little breakfast in bed sweetie?" She said softly, as she dangled
her large beautiful breasts in my face, offering her swollen nipples to my
lips.

"Oh, I just love room service!" I said, as I hungrily took a nipple in my
mouth, teasing it with my tongue and sucking deeply until the familiar
taste of Jenny's sweet milk filled my mouth. I nursed at her breasts for
several minutes, while caressing her softly.

 "MmmmÉyou're so much better than my stupid breast-pump." Jenny sighed.

Jenny moaned softly as I slid my hand between her thighs, as she spread her
legs in welcome. She was hot and moist, so I slowly and gently began to
stroke her with my magic fingers, bringing her to a nice easy morning
orgasm just as I finished her right breast. She returned the favor as I lay
back lost in gentle bliss, her fingers massaging my sex. She finished me
off with her lips, and I marveled again at how damn good she was getting at
eating my pussy. I whimpered gently as the delicate climax covered my body
like a warm blanket on a frosty morning. After our mornings exercise, we
kissed gently and cuddled under the warm sheets before falling back asleep.

We awoke around 10, and cuddled languidly. Jenny looked so sexy with her
wild disheveled hair, couldn't resist reaching for her pussy as we
cuddled. As I stroked her soft mound she winced slightly.

"I hate to admit it," Jenny said, as she lay beside me on the bed. "But I
think I'm all fucked out! I've had more sex in the last 24 hours and I have
had in the last 24 months!"

"I know what you mean," I giggled, "I still want to, but I'm starting to
get a little sore myself.  Maybe we should try something different today."
I suggested. "Something that doesn't involve fucking."

We both laughed, and Jenny got up off the bed and went to the closet. She
picked out a green bathrobe and laid it on the bed next to me.

" Let's start with showers, you in there." She said indicating the guest
bath in the hall.  "And me in there." She said indicating the master
bathroom. "Because we both know if we shower together we won't be able to
keep our hands to ourselves." She said with a grin.

I pulled on the robe and went into the den to collect my cloths and my
overnight bag before heading to the shower. After we were bathed and
dressed Jenny cooked some eggs and bacon for breakfast, which we ate the
bar as we considered what we wanted to do today. We eventually decided to
go shopping at Metrocenter and make a day of it. While Jenny packed a baby
supply bag, I got my first introduction to Max when Jenny asked me to hold
him as I sat on the couch. At first he screamed when Jenny left him with me
but after bouncing him on my knee, cooing to him and making silly faces he
calmed down, becoming fascinated with my long red hair, which he gently
pulled and played with. Soon he was gurgling happily.

"Wow. He really warmed up to you fast!" Jenny said as she pulled the
stroller out of the closet. "It usually takes a couple of hours before he
is comfortable with someone new."

"None can resist the power of the hair!" I said in my cartoon villain
voice, as I grabbed a handful of my red curls and shook them in the baby's
face, causing him to laugh and squeal with delight.

"I think you'll make a great babysitter," Jenny said with a smile, "Tom
will be so happy that I found someone who is so good with Max."

"So you like my plan, do you?" I said, grinning.

"The more I think about it, the more I like it." Jenny said. "You're a very
clever girl, Kate. Hiding you in plain sight is an awesome idea."

 We packed Jenny's car with her stroller and baby bag. It was stifling in
the car so Jenny let it run for a few minutes with the air conditioner on
full blast before we brought Max out to the car and buckled him into his
baby seat.

We spent a very pleasant day in the giant air-conditioned mall. It was the
hangout for kids from my high school, and early in my freshman year I had
run with some "mall rats" that I knew from class. We would spend countless
afternoons here gossiping, window- shopping and chasing boys. It felt kind
of strange to be back there with Jenny, pushing a stroller. I saw several
familiar faces from school, and even returned a few waves as Jenny and I
strolled along the concourse talking softly to each other. For lunch we
went to the food court above the ice skating rink and had a delicious meal
of hot, greasy pizza.  Jenny then showed me how to feed Max with a
bottle. She gently handed him to me and showed me how to position him
properly and get him to suck on the rubber nipple.

While we were feeding Max at our table two friends from music class, Mandy
and Tricia, saw me and waved. I waved back and the two girls, who had just
finished their meal, came over to our table. Jenny shot me a nervous look,
but I just smiled.

"Hi Kate," Mandy said. "What an adorable baby!"

"Hi Mandy, hi Trisha." I said. "This is my new friend Jenny Ð she just
moved here from San Diego a few months ago. Jenny this is Mandy and Tricia,
two friends of mine from music class."

 They all exchange greetings, and Tricia sat down next to me and asked
Jenny if she could hold Max. Jenny smiled and nodded, and I gently passed
the baby to Tricia.

"So," Mandy said, as Tricia cooed and babbled to Max. "How do you two know
each other?"

I smiled at Jenny and raised an eyebrow, inviting her to explain.

"OhÉ well, my car broke down yesterday," Jenny began a little
nervously. "And Kate was kind enough to stop and give me a ride home."

"Oh my God, it was so hot yesterday!" Mandy said. "I hope you weren't
stranded for long."

"No, not too long." Jenny answered, her voice more confident. "Kate
mentioned to me that she had done some babysitting, which is great because
I've been looking for a good babysitter. So we came to the mall today to
let her get acquainted with Max."

The girls chatted with us for a few more minutes, then excused themselves
and went on their way. Max was back in my arms nursing contentedly at a
bottle, a strand of my long red hair held tightly in his tiny fist. I
looked up at Jenny and smiled.

"You see!" I said smiling. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

After spending all afternoon at the mall, we returned to Jenny's house and
put Max in his crib for his nap.  Jenny looked like she needed a nap too,
as the last 2 days have been rather hectic, to say the least. I gave Jenny
my phone number, and she agreed to give me a call as soon as she had a
chance to have a good look at her schedule and find a day for our next
rendezvous.

As I was about to leave Jenny put her arms around my shoulders and bit her
lower lip, a sign I had come to recognize as meaning that Jenny had
something on her mind.

"What?" I said playfully.

"When you make love to Mark, do youÉ suck his cock?" Jenny asked awkwardly.

"Do I ever!" I said, grinning.

"Could you maybe give me some pointers?" She asked, blushing.

"Planning a special welcome home for Tom, are you?" I said with a grin.

Jenny shrugged sheepishly.

"Well, for beginners I would give this advice: First, don't try to do
everything with your mouth, that's a skill that comes with practice. Think
of your first blowjob has a mouthÐassisted hand job. Use your mouth only on
the end of his cock, using your saliva as lubricant as you stroke him off
with your hand. As you get better and more confident, you'll do more with
your mouth and lips and less with your hands. Eventually, with lots of
practice you won't need your hands at all. A lot of girls make the mistake
of trying to do everything with their mouth the first time like you see in
all the pornos, but without the skill, you won't please your man. And for
God's sake, swallow. If you don't, he'll spunk all over the place, and
that's just gross. When he's about to come, take his cock in as deep as you
can, past your taste buds and right down your throat. It's just like
swallowing a ball of phlegm when you've got a cold."

"Eww!" Jenny said, wrinkling her nose.

 "Have fun!" I said with a mischievous smile.

 We exchanged a lingering parting kiss and said our goodbyes, before I
stepped out into the blazing heat, smiling with contentment.

---*---

 I was tempted to just drive home and go to sleep after my Sunday with
Jenny, but in my heart I knew the longer I put off telling Mark about
Jenny, the harder it would be. I drove past the turnoff to my street and
turned right on 35th Ave. heading to Mark's house, my heart in my throat.

Mark had an awesome set up for a high schooler. He had created some sort of
war- game when he was only 13, and had developed it into a small but
thriving business. He used some of the money from his business to finance
the band, which he and 2 friends from grade school, Shane and Jeff, had
started in his parent's garage when they were in the 6th grade. When they
reached the end of 8th grade, they found out that because of the school
district's strange catchment boundaries, they would each be sent to a
different high school.

Not wanting to break up the band and their close friendship, Mark came up
with a plan. He convinced his dad to buy a house in the same neighborhood
as the family home as an investment, which Mark, Shane, and Jeff would rent
and look after. Mark had saved up enough money to split the down payment
with his dad, so he was really a part owner.  Shane and Jeff convinced
their parents to let them move in with Mark, and now that they have the
same mailing address, they could all go to the same high school. Not only
was the house the headquarters of Prankster Games Incorporated, it was also
of course the home base of his band, the Arizona Pranksters. It was part
frat house, part corporate office and part music studio. Mark and the boys
had soundproofed the double garage, which had been turned in to a
combination music studio and gym.

I pulled into his cul-de-sac and parked the van in its usual spot between
Mark's pickup truck and Jeff's motorcycle. Butterflies raced around in my
stomach. I pondered for a moment how I should tell Mark about my fling with
Jenny. He had told me that when we first started dating that he didn't mind
if I have the occasional lesbian fling, as long as I used good judgment and
kept nothing from him. It seemed a great idea in theory, but it had not yet
been put to the test.  I was nervous about how he would react.

I looked in the back of the van and saw the clothes that I had bought on
Saturday, laying all but forgotten on the backseat. I picked up the sexy
boots I had bought and toyed with the buckles on one of them as an idea
came to me.  I pulled off my jeans and panties, then put on a short red
skirt, and the black boots.  The 4 inch heels took some getting used to,
but by the time I reached the front door I was feeling pretty confident. I
walked in the front door and found all of my band-mates, Mark, Jeff and
Shane sitting in the TV room watching one of the Sinbad movies on the
television.

All three of "the boys" were about the same height, 6'4" Ð 6'5", and at
5'4" I felt tiny amongst them.  Mark, my boyfriend, was the songwriter,
vocalist and lead guitar in the band.  I thought he looked like a young Jim
Morrison, with thick, dark, way hair and hazel eyes and a lean and muscular
body.  Shane was the bands drummer and Mark's oldest friend, they having
met in the fourth grade.  He was tall and lanky with piercing blue eyes and
a handsome face, but he had scars from really bad childhood acne.  I
thought they gave him a rugged, flinty appearance, but he was very
self-conscious about it and always wore his blonde hair long to hide his
cheeks.  Jeff was the original bass player in the trio, and had taken up
rhythm guitar when I had joined the band.  Jeff was a big Iowa farm boy
with black hair and steel grey eyes.  He was the "Bad Boy" of the group,
with short spiky hair, tattoos and a motorcycle, but he was a real
sweetheart under his tough-guy exterior.

The boys were all wearing muscle shirts, gym shorts and running shoes, and
they looked as if they had been working out in the garage. They were all
very competitive, so when they exercised they tended to go all out. The
manly smell in the room was a bit overwhelming after my wild feminine
weekend.

 "Hey, there you are Sweetheart." Mark said, smiling warmly. "So how was
your shopping Safari yesterday? Find anything good?"

I stepped around the couch and walked over to Mark, who was relaxing in an
old leather La-Z-Boy chair.  I lifted a booted foot placing the heel on the
chair between his legs and the toe gently on his crotch, giving him a
private view of my naked pussy.

 "Do you like them?" I said grinning.

Mark ran his hands across the glossy surface of the boots and smiled as his
eyes caressed my crotch.

"The only thing sexier than a redheaded chick with a bass guitar," Mark
said, "is a redheaded chick with a bass guitar wearing high black leather
boots."

 "Nice! Where did you pick those up Red?" Jeff asked.

 "Garage sale." I said as I slipped into Mark's lap and put my arms around
his neck.

Mark kissed me tenderly and hugged me to his chest." You didn't miss much,
Kate.  We pulled an all night gaming session to work out the kinks of the
2nd edition and only just got up ourselves. How was your weekend, love?"

"Come into the bedroom in 10 minutes and I'll tell you all about it." I
whispered in his ear as I discreetly reached under my knee and gave Mark's
cock a healthy squeeze.

 As the boys watched a giant claymation Cyclops fight a dragon on the TV, I
got up and walked to the kitchen. I grabbed a soda, and went into the
bedroom.  I stripped naked, and put the boots back on. I then went into the
master bathroom and primped in the mirror, brushing my hair and applying a
bit of lip-gloss from a small stash of makeup that I kept under Mark's
sink. As an afterthought I smeared a little-lip gloss on each nipple. I
heard Mark come into the bedroom and close the door behind him. I put my
back against the doorframe of the bathroom and struck a sexy pose wearing
nothing but the black leather knee-high boots. Mark gave me a lustful smile
as he admired me.

"Damn, Kate!" Mark said, as he pulled off his shirt. "I didn't think I was
ever going to see anything sexier than you naked, but those boots make you
look so hot I feel like I should be wearing oven mitts."

He walked over to me and gently slid his arms around my waist before
leaning in and kissing me passionately. He wasn't kidding, I could feel
that he was already rigid with anticipation. After a minute, I broke the
kiss and looked up at Mark through my long lashes and a strand of my red
hair.

 "Oh, baby." Mark said with a grin. "I know that look. What are you up to,
you little minx?"

"I have a story for you, Mark." I said in my most seductive voice. "A story
about a woman, let's call her "Abby," who I rescued yesterday after her car
broke down in the midday heat."

I backed Mark up against the bed and sat him down as I stood smiling.

"She looked like she was just a sweet, innocent young housewife."  I began.
"She said that she was newly arrived from Los Angeles, and that her husband
was away on business, leaving her all alone and lonely. She was tall, and
very pretty with long blonde hair and great big tits." I continued. "But
she was not innocent, oh not at all.  Deep down inside she was very, very
naughty. You want to know how naughty Abbey was, Mark?" I whispered softly
in his ear.

Mark was wearing an expression of rapt astonishment. He nodded slowly as I
started to slowly sway my hips, giving him a nice, slow lap dance.

"I drove her to her house and she invited to me to come inside for a drink
and to keep her company for a while.  She was very grateful for the ride,
and so, so very nice to me.  We sat together on her couch and she started
running her fingers through my hair." I said as I ran my fingers through my
hair provocatively as I danced slowly.

"Then she softly caressed my shoulder." I said, as I took Mark's hand and
placed it on my shoulder, rubbing it sensuously over my skin.

 "Then she ran her other hand up my back, under my top."  I said softly, as
I took Mark's other hand and placed it on the small of my back.

"And do you know what she did then?" I said in a husky voice.

Mark shook his head, hypnotized by my performance.

"This naughty, naughty housewife took her handÉ," I said as I slid Mark's
hand down my chest, "Grabbed my tit, and started to fondle it."

Mark was into the game now, and his hand began to squeeze and caress my
breast as I slowly swayed before him.

 "And then, she moved her hand on my back down, down, downÉ" I said softly
as I guided Mark's hand with my words to my ass. "Éthen she squeezed." I
said lustily, as Mark hit his cue and tightly gripped my tight left
ass-cheek.

 I danced closer, running my fingers through Mark's hair.

"And do you know what she said to me then?" I said softly in my southern
belle voice that I knew Mark loved so much, "Why it was the strangest
thing," I said putting a finger to my lips in mock innocence. "How did it
go now? Oh, I remember." I leaned in close and put my lips on Mark's ear
and whispered, "She said: I want you, Kate. I want you. I want you. I want
you to FUCK me!"

 Mark let out a sigh and closed his eyes as I drew his face between my
breasts and gave them a little shake.

 "Now, how could I refuse such a well mannered request from such a pretty
lady?" I said softly. "So I crawled on top of her."

With that I pushed Mark back onto the bed and slowly pulled myself on top
of him, holding myself up with my arms and letting my hair dangle into his
face.

"She took off my top and grabbed both of my tits." I said, as Mark played
along with the reenactment and fondled me. "Then we ground our pussies
against each other." I said as I began humping his crotch through his gym
shorts.  "And I rode that naughty little housewife like a bronco until
weÉMmmmÉcameÉAhhhhÉ togetherÉ oh God!!" I said, pretending to climax.

I slid off Mark and lay beside him on the bed.

"And you know what she did then?" I asked, teasingly.

 Mark rolled onto his side and looked eagerly into my eyes. "What?" Mark
asked, his voice barely a whisper.

"She took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom where we kissed for
hours." I whispered as I leaned over and kissed Mark passionately.

"And do you know what I did then?" I whispered into his ear as I licked it.

"Tell me." Mark begged, his breathing hot and heavy.

"I taught Abby how to eat my pussy." I whispered lustily.  "And she ate it
allÉ nightÉ long."

Mark rolled on top of me and kissed me deeply while caressing my back and
ass with his hands. I playfully rolled him back over so I was on top then
broke the kiss and flashed him a mischievous smile.

"So sweetie, what did you think of my story?" I said brightly.

"Holy fuck!" Mark whispered. "That really happened?!"

"It did, my love. And she wants more lessons." I said with a devilish grin.

Mark moaned with lust and began to tenderly kiss my shoulder and neck,
knowing that that was one of the best ways to heat me up, but I was already
on fire. Mark could be a very sensitive and tender lover, but that is not
what is needed right now.

"Baby," I whispered as I nibbled his ear, "I need to be fucked hard and
fast right now.  A number 9, I think. Hold the appetizer and the side
dishes."

"At once, madam." Mark said, in his French waiter accent. "Will madam be
wanting any dessert?"

  "I might be in the mood for some pudding later Ð if you're up to it, that
is." I said lustily, as I rolled him back on top of me and pulled his
shorts down.  I then put my arm around his shoulders as he crawled on top
of me and gripped his backside with my legs, placing the heels of my boots
on his ass cheeks.

Although my wild Sapphic weekend had made the more accessible parts of my
sex sore, my vagina was unfulfilled. As Mark slid his 7 and a half inches
into me, I groaned with a different kind of delight than that which had
possessed me throughout the weekend so far.  My erotic storytelling had
gotten me good and hot, and Mark good and hard.

 At my urging Mark upped the tempo till he was pistoning me like a machine,
knocking gasps of air out of my lungs with every thrust.  After several
minutes of this rough treatment I felt a deep and powerful orgasm welling
up like a volcano within me, I clinched my vaginal muscles and gasped into
Mark's ear that I wanted him to come with me. I whimpered louder and louder
as the climax neared, screaming out in ecstasy when it hit me, spreading
like molten fire in my veins, and sending tremors throughout my sweating
body.  Mark grunted loudly, and I felt him seize up like an overheated
engine, then tremble and release within me. I held him to my bosom as we
twitched, panted and gasped after our furious encounter.

 "So, baby." I said breathlessly. "Do you mind if I see Abbey again?"

"Well, I don't know." Mark gasped. "I think I'm going to need a little more
persuading." He said with a grin.

(To be continued)