Catering to her needs(f/f)
                             by
                            Tayla

   My only daughter was getting married in just three hours. My husband and
I are delighted that she chose to marry at home in a small but dignified
ceremony. My bath behind me, my husband and daughter sneaking naps, I came
downstairs in only a dressing gown to survey the completed
preparations. Everything looked beautiful and in order.
   I thought I heard a sound in our walk-in pantry just off the kitchen and
went to investigate.
   The young caterer that we hired was putting away a few of the supplies
she would need later when serving. When I say young, I mean 27 years old
and running her own business. I'm a firm believer of supporting small
businesses operated by women. I,myself, was one of them. This young woman,
on top of being well-spoken of by clients, was stunningly beautiful. She
had milk white skin, thick, curly red-orange curls to her shoulders, and
naturally full red lips. She was wearing the uniform of her staff-black
tuxedo pants with suspenders, and snow white long-sleeved shirt. In that
man's attire, it was still easy to make out her womanly curves.
   "I heard a noise," I said as I approached her.
   "I'm sorry, Mrs. St. John. I thought you went upstairs." She smiled.
   "I'm just down for a last look around before I start
dressing. Everything is beautiful, by the way.
   "I'm all done for the moment, ma'am. Are you okay? You look a little
tense. I give great messages. Sit down here," she said pulling out a chair.
   "Well...
   "It's okay, Mrs. St. John. I'm very good at this. I'll have you purring
in no time," she said easing me down.
   She stood behind rubbing the tension from my shoulders and neck. It felt
wonderful. My head dropped back touching her belt. She kept rubbing until I
realized her hands had slipped into my robe and were messaging my breasts.
   "Shhh," she said quietly. "I'm very good at this, too. By the way, I saw
your daughter this morning. She is gorgeous. She is so much like you, the
two of you could be sisters," she crooned as she rubbed my globes and
squeezed my nipples.
   My pussy was beginning to get a little juicy as I realized what this
could lead to. Did I really want it?
   "How are you feeling, Mrs. St. John? Better? Are you becoming excited?
Do you like what I'm doing? I can do much more. Would you like me to?
   "Well, Laurel, I am a little turned on, but I've never...you know. And
time is important here. You'll have to be good and quick."
   She walked from the back of my chair and got down on her knees before
me. Taking my head and pulling it forward to her, she kissed me like I had
never been kissed in my entire life. There was erect tongue everywhere,
filling my mouth, pushing for more space, lips pulling and releasing lips,
teeth bumping, saliva dripping. She pulled the sash and parted my gown. She
sucked each of my breasts as she spread my legs. I was wet, hot and ready
when her lips found me.
   Laurel sucked on my clit until I released. She was definitely good at
this. She then expertly fucked my pussy with her tongue. I muffled a scream
with one fist while holding on to her hair with the other. My tension was
further relieved with the two orgasms.
   The wedding ceremony went off beautifully. My pussy tingled as I watched
Laurel as she served and I mingled among my guests. I was chatting with my
brother and his wife when she came up behind me and whispered in my ear.
   "I need you in the pantry ma'am. Now, please. " I excused my self and
followed her to see what the problem was.
   She eased the door shut, put her hand under my dress, inside my
pantyhose and cupped my pussy. I was on fire with her touch.
   "You are so beautiful out there. I'm so hungry again, Mrs. St. John,"
she said directly into my eyes. "I need your pussy in my mouth right now."
   I wanted it as much as she did. I pulled my dress up as she lowered my
pantyhose. The doorknob pressed in my back as Laurel took my pussy again. I
simply loved the sight of that red hair between my legs. Cumming again was
very easy and very exquisite. Laurel sucked me until she was sated,
cleaning the juice from me.
   She eased by hose back up, kissing on the journey up. I straightened my
dress as I watched her shake out her curls and lick her lips. Not wanting
to disturb the lipstick of the mother of the bride, Laurel pulled the top
of my dress to one side, took a breast from by push-up bra and feasted on
it.
   I went back to our guests with a well-eaten pussy, a throbbing breast
and a great big smile. I will definitely use this girl for my next social
function.

"If you want do anything worthwhile today, 'do it' with a woman."