Jane spent the next couple of days in a ferment of excitement. Work seemed impossible at the start of the week, but by Friday she seemed to have established an outward show of calm, although it concealed her inner turmoil. Jane had never really been in love before, and she knew it was not love she was experiencing, but it seemed very similar: all she knew was that her thoughts were entirely occupied with thinking and dreaming about Rosario and wanting to possess her, sexually and mentally. The fact that she had an actual, real, date with the girl heightened every second of her day, and made her feel aroused almost beyond her previous experience. She had wanted Sophie and her other partners as much, when they were having sex or just before, but nothing seemed quite as intense as today. It was, she knew, because, rain or shine, that sexy creature would be coming to her apartment and to see Jane for, one reason only; so she could fuck Jane, and Jane could fuck her. It was a done deal. She could not stop masturbating over the whole idea, and she wanted sex with her all the time, every second, ever since Rosario said she would see her on Friday. It was tormenting her, and she wondered whether it would be possible for all her passion to be fully released.
During Thursday and Friday, they hardly said a word to each other, although both of them said "Hello" and "How you doing?" at the right times. Both women seemed to be enjoying the prospect of meeting up more intimately, but were, outwardly at least, keeping it low key. One time Rosario exhaled deeply when she went into the kitchen and saw Jane in there too, pouring herself a cup of coffee. Jane did not turn around, but she could tell Rosario was examining her.
"Yes, Ms. Rodriguez?" Jane inquired mischievously. Rosario smiled, "Oh nothing. But a girl can look, can't she?" then lowering her voice she whispered "And dream..."
A jolt of excitement, and Jane blushed. "Well, I don't know if that's allowed. It entirely depends what's in your dream".
"Well that would be telling, wouldn't it?" Rosario purred. Jane liked her slight accent. She turned around, but Rosario was no longer there.
Her heart pounding, Jane returned to her desk, her coffee cup trembled as she took her first sip. She wondered whether Rosario was feeling the same. She had a bad feeling that Rosario was not nearly as excited, because she just looked so cool and together. If looking steamy hot and sexy could also look cool, she thought. Jane kept wondering whether Rosario was wearing panties under her characteristic tight denim. She wasn't when I touched her up on Wednesday, she thought. The intensity of that experience made her notice the wetness in between her legs. Jane, unlike Rosario a couple of days ago, was wearing panties and they felt soaked through. "It's no good, I've got to come" Jane said to herself and she hurried off to the ladies' bathroom for an intense masturbatory session.
At about 3:00 pm on Friday she sent Rosario an email with the directions to her apartment, her hands trembling with excitement. She could not write anything too risqué at work, so after giving the details she concluded, adrenaline flooding her bloodstream:
"If you want it: this time your dream will come true! Love Jane XX"
She clicked "send" and then waited with bated breath for a reply. Nothing happened for an hour then, suddenly, Rosario was standing in front of her desk, smiling, her dark eyes alive with vitality, her manicured fingernails on her right hand tapping slowly on the taut denim of her thigh. Her sleeveless blouse was showing a flash of her midriff skin. Jane stood up and said, "You got the email?"
"Oh yeah," Rosario grinned. "Well?" said Jane.
"Of course, I'm coming, but it'll have to be around 8:00 I'm dropping my daughter off at my Mom's. What should I bring?"
"Oh...nothing...well, perhaps something to drink...what you'd like to drink, you know".
Rosario ran her hand through Jane's shoulder length hair, her fingers brushing the side of her face.
"Yeah, I know", she paused. "You're very beautiful."
Jane smiled and stammered "...so are you. You've no idea how much I've..."
Rosario suddenly and gently kissed Jane on the lips. "Shush. Not here. Not now. Later." Jane felt she would die with pleasure. Rosario said: "I'll see you at 8:00. Bye." And in a flash of skin-tight blue jeans she was gone, leaving Jane aquiver with excitement.
Jane left work at about 5:00 and she saw Rosario getting on the bus as she started her walk home. She waved and got a return wave. She felt elated and she seemed to make it home quicker than ever.
Jane beautified herself with care. She had told Rosario that she would get her "motor running", and she had contemplated a new seductress' outfit, or even considered reusing the sexy nurse's outfit she had used at that amazing party of 6 months ago which had had such an effect. But in the end, it just felt wrong. She lusted after Rosario but did not really know her at all. Who knows whether Rosario would really appreciate a hyper-sexualized Jane, she thought. She hated to be too obvious. Jane was self-aware of her own charms, if anything she was too self-conscious of the effect she had on most people, but this was coupled with a nagging doubt that perhaps this was all there was to her. This sexual awareness coupled with her personal vulnerability made her doubly attractive to suitors, although this was something she only dimly realized. She made her choice and looked at herself in the mirror. The black cocktail, sleeveless minidress clung to Jane's figure, the cut out at the back reached almost to her waist, and it only just covered the top of the black panties she was wearing. It wouldn't take much for the observer to see the edge of those panties, and the stretchy dress left nothing much to the imagination. All Jane's spectacular curves were full-on displayed. For a moment Jane had fantasized about leaving the panties off, but in the end, she decided to wear them. I'm not that easy, she thought. She wore a silver heart necklace given to her, long ago, by Nicky. She found it some kind of revenge to be wearing this gift from her ex-boyfriend at a lesbian tryst. She had never forgotten or forgiven his rejection of her. A matching silver bracelet given to her by her mother went around her wrist, and, as usual Jane wore heels: matching 4-inch black pumps. After admiring herself for some time in the mirror, she put on a pair of small silver pendent earrings to complete the look. She looked irresistible and knew it. She was classy, but very, very sexy. She wondered whether after her previous thoughts about not knowing Rosario, whether she was really showing too much bare thigh and leg, the dress really was quite short: a little above mid-thigh. After consideration, she fell back on the view she usually took when looking at herself in the mirror on these occasions. If she felt sexy and good about herself, then it is best to leave alone. Although she kept her panties, she decided to remove her bra. Her boobs were wonderfully firm, and the dress would hold them sufficiently well. If she kept the bra, then the strap would be visible from the back of the dress and its outline would be seen under the tight dress. She felt doubly sexy with it off and she could just see her nipples through the dress – not exactly classy, she thought, but Jane conceded it might give Rosario an extra frisson of excitement. "I so want that sexy chick" she said aloud as if to remind herself what it was all about.
The next hour was spent laying her small dining table with plates and crockery and preparing a simple chicken salad dinner. Jane was not a cook and had warned Rosario in advance in her email. Jane wasn't much of a drinker either, liable to fall sleep on even a slight overdose of alcohol, but she had some wine in the fridge and would make cocktails if they were needed. She lamented her small dining table. In her one-bedroom apartment there was not a lot of room: an entrance corridor with bathroom, a kitchen, a living room and her bedroom. She lit some candles and put a scented one in the bedroom, she pulled back the sheet, she thought it would make it inviting. When she thought about lying down there (underneath or on top!) of Rosario, her heartbeat accelerated, and she felt her stomach churn. She sat on the bed, pulled up the dress around her hips and sliding her fingers under her panties, began to masturbate gently, her fingers manipulating her clitoris. The pleasure and the tension grew and she took off her dress, pulled her panties over her heels and then, sitting in front of the full length mirror, she manipulated herself until she came as she watched her fingers sliding inside herself in the mirror, her tanned thighs wide open.
She wiped her pussy with a few tissues and slipped her panties and her dress on again. She pulled the dress' hem down and flicked her shoulders, allowing the tight material to hug her curves just right. She looked at herself as she turned to leave the room. She looked stunning, her long slightly muscular legs in their sexy heels and the short minidress clinging to her round ass, her erect nipples visible under the black material, and her beautiful face framed by a full mass of wavy brunette hair. She pursed her lips and said to herself, "OK darling, here's wishing you luck tonight!"
Jane had a stiff drink and then another and tried to watch TV, as she waited for Rosario to arrive. She kicked off her heels and tried to relax, but it was difficult, if not impossible. She wondered whether Rosario was in the same state. She dearly hoped so. She knew little about her visitor. She knew she was from Puerto Rico originally and assumed that she was divorced or separated as she seemed to be a single mom. She wondered who the father was. She assumed that Roz was bisexual or something, as even doubt-filled Jane knew from what had already happened that she was definitely interested in her sexually. Mind you, she thought, I was interested in men until recently. She had to admit she still was a little, although her attraction to women was so much stronger. She kept thinking of Rosario's tight jeans on those gorgeous legs and ass, and her pert titties. She wanted to suck them badly. Thinking like this was not helping her to relax.
She jumped when she heard the buzzer sound and she heard Rosario's voice say, "Hi Jane, it's me, Roz". She told her to come on up, and she quickly put her shoes back on. She just had time to rearrange her hair when the bell rang.
Jane opened the door and there was the object of her fantasies. Rosario thrust a bottle of cold white wine into Jane's hand and then gave her a full mouth kiss. Jane pulled back at the surprise, but Rosario grabbed the back of her head and kept her mouth on Jane's, Rosario could taste a hint of toothpaste and Jane almost swooned, as just before Rosario finished kissing her she had pushed the tip of her tongue into her mouth and their two tongues made contact.
"Wow, hello, Roz" Jane gasped, as Rosario swept in, a feminine scent wafting into the room. Neither Jane, nor any of her girlfriends, wore perfume anymore, so it was very novel to meet a woman who still wore it, or put it on for a special occasion. Rosario had a light raincoat on, which Jane thought rather strange, given that the rain had stopped, and it was still quite warm.
"Hello to you too. What do you think?" Rosario spun slowly around. Jane had already noticed that Rosario had spike-heeled boots on under her coat. Sexy.
"Why the raincoat?" Jane asked. "It stopped raining a couple hours ago".
"Well, basically, I didn't want to come over to your place like this." She deftly undid the belt and let the coat fall to the ground.
"Oh god, Roz...oh my god, yeah I see why." Rosario was in a pair of tiny denim cutoffs with a very short white, midriff-bearing sleeveless blouse. The shorts were very short indeed, tied up and held together on one side with a drawstring, the brown flesh underneath clearly visible. Jane felt her stomach drop in excitement: it almost hurt. She was even sexier than Jane had fantasized, her tight ass and toned arms were particularly mouthwatering. Clearly looking slutty was not something Rosario cared about. Her boots came up mid-calf, and they were tight against the skin emphasizing the curves underneath. All Jane could think of was opening those legs and fulfilling her dreams.
"You are fucking incredible, oh my god..." Jane went over to her and started kissing her. Rosario responded eagerly. "You're so sexy, so sexy," Jane whispered into her ear. She ran her hand up under Rosario's blouse, feeling her smooth bare back and flicked her bra top. Rosario's hand mimicked what Jane was doing, by running up Jane's bare back and then finding no bra strap, she broke off kissing Jane and whispered, "Jane, you have no bra, did you forget, or are you just a sexy girl?"
Jane was trembling, but Rosario's hand withdrew, and she quickly pushed it under the hem of her dress and Jane gasped out "Roz, oh..." as Rosario's fingers contacted Jane's panties. The fingers slid under them and touched Jane's sex.
"My, my, you are a sexy bitch, you're wet already, but at least you didn't forget your panties. Now let this Spanish girl investigate some more". Roz pulled Jane's panties down to her knees and then pushed Jane up against the wall. Jane was still holding the wine bottle.
"I'll take that" said Rosario, taking the bottle from her and throwing it onto the nearby sofa. "Now let's see what we have here", she continued, her head pushing underneath Jane's dress, her hands on the back of Jane's bare thighs.
"Looks like lovely smooth legs," Roz's hands squeezed the firm thighs, "Really hot ass," her fingers slid in between Jane's buttocks and Jane squirmed when she felt a finger push gently on her asshole.
"Roz, for god's sake, oh my god," Jane pulled her dress over her hips and caressed and gently played with Roz's thick dark hair. Rosario's tongue flicked over the flesh of her thighs.
"There no part of this girl that is not totally fuckable", Rosario continued, one hand squeezing Jane's hamstring while her right forefinger and second finger walked up Jane's left thigh. "Now we come to best part...oh my dear...you are so naughty...I think I need to do this". Her finger entered Jane's slit. "And this needs to go here," her thumb pushed down hard on Jane's clitoris.
"Roz, p-please!" Jane squeezed Roz's head in between her thighs and pushed her head deeper into her sex. Roz's tongue entered her, and her lips sucked hard on her clit, while her right forefinger began to fuck her. Jane slipped down the wall as the pleasure soared through her. As she squatted, her back hard up against the wall, Rosario changed position so that her arms now passed under Jane's taught, muscled thighs, her hands holding her ass cheeks, her extended right finger pushing in and out of Jane's vagina as her tongue and mouth worked on her labia and clit.
Jane climaxed, crying out "Yes, yes, yes!" as she came, and the two women slid onto the floor, Roz's head emerging from underneath Jane's legs.
Rosario emerged in a glow of excitement. "Yes. Now that's what I'm talking about. I owed you that one". She sat next to Jane as she recovered, the pleasure subsiding as the seconds passed. Jane sighed and put her arm around her, and then ran her nails over Roz's bare thigh and then over the tight denim and pulled them playfully. "Oh Roz, that was incredible – I thought I'd wet myself".
"No, babe; just my face". Roz was smiling. Jane and Rosario held each other. Both enjoying the warmth, touch and feel of each other's body. Rosario's hand gently caressed Jane's sex under her dress.
"I guess you must be an expert at all this; I mean you've done it all before?" Jane said, as Rosario's fingers were working her up again.
"Not really, a few times: never with someone who looks like you. Oh, am I getting you steamed up again? Sexy chick, you!"
Jane was indeed "getting steamed up", and Rosario lent over and, on her knees, she pulled the thin material of Jane's dress aside exposing a tight round breast. She bent down and taking the erect nipple in her mouth she licked and sucked it, while at the same time the fingers of her other hand continued to manipulate Jane's sex. Jane began to writhe in pleasure as Rosario continued, and Rosario moved over and kneeled in between Jane's legs, her lips still sucking and licking Jane's nipple, her fingers still on Jane's streaming pussy. Roz pulled Jane's panties completely off and flung them on the sofa. Jane wrapped her legs around Rosario's waist and began to moan and gasp in pleasure as she once again approached climax. Rosario roughly pressed her hard body against the moaning woman and pushed her bare knees against Jane's thighs. Jane could feel Rosario's hard flesh and she could see past her light brown, expensively straightened hair, to her denim covered ass, and, below the waist of her tight cutoffs, the curves of her buttocks, and past that glorious rear, the spiked heels of her boots.
"Oh god Roz, please, please..." she cried out as she felt her climax building. She tightened her legs around the hot girl, her ankles crossing over Rosario's ass.
"Are you a sexy girl who's about to fucking cum all over me? Are you?" Rosario's voice purred in Jane's ear.
"Yes, oh don't stop, please don't stop!" Jane gasped as she felt herself letting go.
"Come for me hot legs, come now! Come for me. Fucking scream for me, you gorgeous piece!" Rosario could feel Jane's wetness on her fingers and Jane's legs were holding her in a tight grip that reached a peak as Jane climaxed again, her eyes opening wide in excitement, her hair in disarray all over her face.
Jane pushed back her hair and smiled at Rosario, and. "Oh my god Roz, that was the best I've had for some time."
"You're so fucking hot; you make us all want to do it to you." Roz smiled back at her and she leant back against the wall next to Jane. She brought her knees up and rested her forearms on them. Jane could not help but admire her great legs. She ran her fingertips up Roz's thigh.
"Hmmm, you like that?" Jane said and Roz exhaled in pleasure. "What do you mean "all of us"?" Jane used her best come-hither voice.
"Oh nothing, but a few of us have talked about you, you know, when you first came to work, and, you know, looking at your... assets" Roz seemed a little sheepish. Jane was now unfastening Roz's white belt. Not that the belt was hold her denim shorts up. They were so tight no belt was needed.
"Yeah, so what were you saying about me then?" Jane was whispering it in Roz's ear, her voice low and flirtatious. "Were you saying you wanted to touch me, like I'm touching you now?" Jane had opened Roz's fly and, as Jane thought, she was not wearing any underwear.
"Yes, yes...no, well Judy said, ohhh..." Roz moaned as Jane's fingers ran over her sex. Jane slid over in between those tantalizing legs with their spike heeled boots, and she stuck out her tongue and ran it slowly up Roz' calf and then holding her foot she sucked the pointy heel.
"Yeah, what did she say, my sexy Latin minx?" Jane was on her knees now and, leaning in between Roz's knees, she took hold of the waist of her shorts and pulled. Roz extended her legs as Jane pulled the denim down her legs, slowly. "Did she say she wanted to get me naked?" Jane had no idea who Judy was, but she felt so turned on at the thought of Roz and others talking about her. Roz wriggled her ass as the shorts came down and, for a moment, she rested her feet on Jane's shoulders. "No, not exactly, but she did say that she would like to watch you...fucking".
"Ummm, did she now, that turns me on: did it turn you on?" The shorts were tossed on the floor. "What the fuck do you think?" Roz said.
"I'd take a wild guess and say it did. But what did you say when she talked about me like that?" Jane was smiling. Roz was about to come already, Jane could tell, she could see her groomed pussy, a perfect small triangle of black curly hair. Her labia red and wet with excitement. "Fuck Jane, my god don't do this..." Jane's fingertip ran down her sex and Roz shuddered with pleasure.
"Did you say that you'd like to see my tits and then suck on my nipples...like this?" Jane was now lying in between Roz's legs and she was sucking Roz's left nipple. It was hard and erect, and Jane sucked hard on it.
"Ahhh...no, but I did say that if I was gay then I would want to see that hot ass naked and being spanked by a hot chick wearing a skintight latex outfit". Jane loved it. She sucked harder and Roz squirmed under her: Jane felt the spike heels grazing her thighs. "Diane said that she would like to finger fuck you".
Jane shifted up so their eyes were level. "You're a liar, there's no Diane, but you are a beautiful liar, so I think I'm going to make you cum." Roz's dark brown eyes were wide with desire, "Jane, please make me cum. Please," she said quietly. Jane whispered, "I'm surprised no one said they wanted to do this with me," and she started kissing Roz.
For both the women the sexual charge was incredible.
"Oh Jane, but they did, Jody said..." Roz returned Jane's full on kiss with gusto, their lips sucking at each other's mouth, "she said that she wanted to take you to bed with her and spend all night kissing and fucking you until you were so tired you couldn't go to work, let alone walk."
Jody was a real employee; perhaps Roz knew that she knew her. She was a rather pretty blonde who worked with Jim. God, did she really say that about me? Jane wondered. Perhaps they really had been talking about her and it wasn't just some story Roz was pushing to turn her on. Jane felt an extra pulse of arousal shoot through her. Jane pushed a finger into Roz's wet slit and pressed her thumb on her clitoris, she pumped her finger and Roz moaned and wrapped her calves over Jane's ass. Jane was still kissing her when Roz came, a scream of pleasure, her hard body tensed and her arms pulled Jane close squashing both of their breasts up against each other, Jane kept two fingers inside Roz as she squirmed and pulsed in pleasure, her brown eyes wide with delight. Roz relaxed as her climax died away.
"Oh god, that's amazing" she said, her face and body shining with a sheen of perspiration. Jane thought it made her look extra sexy and she kissed her on the mouth and whispered, "no you're fucking amazing, I could fuck you all night." Roz lent back and they held each other gently, running their fingers in each other's hair and over their respective curves. Roz smiled and said, "well perhaps you can, if you play your cards right."
Jane got to her feet and held her hand out to help Roz up. Roz took it and the two girls kissed. Jane pulled away, "Perhaps we really should eat? Woman cannot live by sex alone"
"Yeah, too true, fucking you has made me hungry." Roz slapped Jane's ass as they moved into her small kitchen and she straightened the back of Jane's dress. Roz thought Jane's buttocks were a beautiful sight under the tight minidress: no panties too. "That's a great view", she said. "What is?" Jane asked. "Your ass". Roz slapped the cheeks again gently and Jane giggled, "You're naked below the waist and you're talking about my ass".
Jane served up the food and they squeezed around the table in the only two dining chairs she possessed. Their bare knees kept touching under the table. Jane could not stop thinking about how Roz was naked under the table, and she kept bending over to check out Roz's bare legs with those sexy stiletto boots. While Jane kept looking at her legs and trying not to be too obvious, Roz spent a lot of time just looking at Jane's face and thinking how beautiful she was. The wine slipped down easily enough, and both the women began to feel a bit drunk, and a little tired too. Roz's eyes kept looking into Jane's and they smiled at each other. Roz's tongue flicked over her white teeth.
"More wine?" Jane asked, and Roz nodded. The other bottle got drunk and the two, having chit-chatted about work and home life, began to feel amorous again. Jane suggested that Roz should get totally naked and that it was silly to be only naked from the waist down. It looked somehow, unbalanced.
"Yeah, well I reckon it's "unbalanced" coz you still have your little black number on, so why don't you strip first?" Roz sounded drunk. She really wanted to see Jane's hard body totally naked and she wanted to have her again. Jane smiled and got somewhat unsteadily to her feet. Her pumps hardly helped her balance.
"I'm too drunk, why don't you help me off with all this?" Jane. "All this" was only her clingy cocktail dress, but Roz didn't need asking twice. She was up and unzipping Jane's dress. As she grasped the zipper under Jane' arm, she kissed Jane on the lips and then slowly unzipped the dress. Jane's boobs popped out. "Fuck me, those really are hot," Roz whispered, and she took a nipple in her mouth and rolled it around her teeth and sucked it. Jane sighed. Roz pulled the dress down past the trim waist and then she pulled it down slowly over Jane's thighs and knees until it rested on her ankles.
"Jane, my god, I dunno what to say, you're so amazing." Roz kissed her and she pulled the naked girl to her, her hands caressing her hips and feeling her ass. Jane stepped out of the dress and unbuttoned Roz's blouse. Jane unzipped the front of Roz's sports bra and this time it was Roz's boobs that sprung out. Jane grasped both and squeezed the hard nipples. Roz gasped and her hand rubbed Jane's love mound, her palm pushing Jane's wet clit, eliciting a moan in return. Soon the two women were holding and kissing each other, their hands moving and exploring each other's bodies.
"Bend over," Roz pulled Jane and pushed aside the dirty plates from their food. Jane started to say something, but Roz was fired up, "I want to see your ass, come on!" She pushed Jane so she bent over, her tits pressed down on the tabletop, her ass pushed out. "Fuck, oh my god, I want eat you so fuckin' much. Come on open those hot thighs and let me in..." Jane shifted her legs and Roz's head was then pushing in between her buttocks, her tongue exploring the hard butt cheeks, and licking Jane's dripping slit. Jane was moaning and Roz was slurping the wet pussy, her hands on Jane's firm ass. Jane was now pulling her on her own nipples as she felt herself about to climax. Roz's hands were on the hard thighs that surrounded her head and as she licked, Jane moved slightly, so Roz's finger could manipulate Jane's clit. As soon as she felt the pressure on her clit, Jane came hard and long, trembling, the intense pleasure robbing her of speech. Roz got up from her knees and she ran her nails up Jane's beautiful thighs and then pressed her body over Jane's, enjoying the feel of her tits up against Jane's body as Jane still lay over the table, trembling with excitement.
Jane and Roz went over the sofa and the lay together, holding each other. Jane kicked off her heels, but Roz's spiky boots were still on and she ran a heel up Jane's leg as they held each other tight, smelling each other's scent and feeling the warmth of each other's bodies. "Those are sexy, Roz you slut," Jane said. "I hope you're not going to wear them in bed though." They both laughed. "I might if they turn you on." Jane smiled and kissed Roz on the lips. "Course they do, but you're a total turn on with or without those sexy boots." Roz kissed her back and said "Wanna go to bed? Screw the washing up." Jane wondered how many more times she could come, but when she looked at Roz, naked except for the boots, she realized she probably wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight.
"Yeah, sure thing". The girls got up and slightly drunkenly headed to the bedroom. Jane slapped Roz's ass, and said, "I have a little friend who's going to make you come like you've never come before". She suddenly thought of her experience in the bar with Sophie; god how that girl had writhed and then exploded under my vibrator. A surge of sexual passion flooded through her at the thought. Sophie, Roz, and herself in a threesome. Jane smiled at the whole idea. "I'll have to tell her about Sophie," she thought, and her hand on Roz's buttock they entered the bedroom.