Lady By NYC bi gal
The year following my husbands' death was a real eye opener for me. I had always felt that Robert was an ideal husband. He worked hard to provide, encouraged my own professional life, and was as good a friend as anyone could ever be. All of my girlfriends were jealous of the relationship we had. His untimely death, at age 35, was to say the least, tragic. Suddenly, I was 32, a successful business owner, and single.
For many months, I came back to our home and drank away the loneliness. A concerned friend suggested I take a short vacation in a tropical location to, as he put it, put some color back in my face. I decided that sounded like a good idea, and booked a week in Saint Martin. I had three weeks to get myself back into the shape I was when Robert left me.
I worked hard at the gym, working out twice a day, and cut out the cocktails. I ate right, and within a week I could feel that I was starting to get back in shape. The second week showed my progress very nicely, and by the beginning of the third week, some of the guys ( and a few girls) were starting to chat it up with me. I knew I was looking good, my tummy was flat, my legs toned, even the multiple chins had eroded. But it was my breasts that still dominated. Full and heavy, but not saggy, capped with large areolas and sensitive nipples, Robert had spent many many hours making love to them. Although I returned the flirting, I was not really ready to venture into the singles scene yet.
Just before taking off for my vacation, I decided to get myself a new wardrobe. I asked one of the more stylish girls working for me to help. We set a date and time. I was very flattered when Lisa told me that she thought I would be very easy to outfit, " especially with that dynamite body" I was surprised that she phrased it that way, but I thought that must be the way 20 year olds talked to one another these days.
Speaking of dynamite bodies, Lisa had one that any woman would envy. At 5'8", 120 lbs, breasts that were full and shapely, and a nice round bubble butt, she turned the heads of every man in the place. But it seemed that she did not even notice them. Today she looked very cute in tight Capri pants, medium heels and a tight stretch top. It was quite evident she was not wearing a bra. As usual, her hair and makeup had the very carefully used careless look.
It took about two hours to get ourselves used to each other. But then we seemed to really click. Lisa had a natural talent for colors, and I was her willing model. I was having fun trying on the clothes she picked for me. I t was when I tried on a very thin and short sundress that her eyes lit up. She literally was licking her lips. Her voice took on a breathy sound and her eyes showed fierce urgency. Then the words that completely stunned me: " You are really turning me on". A jolt of electricity went directly from my brain to my pussy. My nipples itched as blood filled them and they grew large and turgid. My clit poked up and rubbed against the lace panel on the tiny thong I was wearing. I was still stunned and looking into her eyes as she leaned towards me and gently kissed my mouth. Her very young and firm breasts pressed into mine, her nose caressed my cheek as she gently invaded my mouth with her hot wet tongue.
My mind could not even process all of the feelings that were going through my mind. I knew that this was "wrong", but it felt sooo good. This young, firm, sexy woman was wanting me in the most intimate ways. My body was responding to this very sensuous kiss in a very erotic way. Before our kiss ended, my knees were trembling, and I was losing my balance. Lisa strong arms guided me to the bench seat in the dressing room. Then she caressed my face with her hands. She slid down on her knees, watching my face the entire time. She used her hands on my knees to spread them wide apart and then pushed the sun dress up to my hips. Then Lisa smiled and pressed her fingers against my very wet pussy. Then she brought her fingers to her lips, and very erotically sucked them, murmuring her approval of my taste. Her fingers returned to my pussy, two long slim digits sliding slowly into me, as her lips found my clit and started to suck it in an agoninizing slowness that had my entire body focused on it. She bent her fingers forward, trapping my soft spot between her fingers and my pubic bone, then moved ever so slightly. An orgasm ripped through my body like no other had. My pussy erupted like a hot sticky river. Her mouth was covered with my fluid, and she was smiling like the cat that got the canary. Lisa leaned up to kiss me, thus the first taste of pussy was my own. Then she stood up, and helped me to my feet. I was a little wobbly on my heels, so I leaned into Lisa, which made both of us feel good.
"I have a friend who will just love you !!!" Lisa said. " I'll call her , maybe we can hook up tonight with her". I was not sure what exactly she meant by that, but I was still woozy from my orgasm. Lisa whipped out her cell phone, punched in some digits, had a very brief conversations, the flipped the phone closed. " Rene wants to meet you tonight!!" she exclaimed. " We have only a few hours to get ready for her".
I took Lisa back to my house, where she Lisa drew a bath for me. I went to my bedroom to get ready for the bath when Lisa came in. " Let me help you with that" she said. I was getting turned on again as her small soft hands caressed my skin as it was exposed. She slowly and methodically took off my clothes, murmuring in my ear as she examined my skin. I watched her work in my full length mirror. I was mesmerized watching her hands move over my body, especially when her fingers dipped ever so slightly into my pussy. I was very wet with desire. I knew that I wanted to Lisa to feel good too. So I started to undress her. Her smooth skin, glowing with a deep tan made her large pale breasts seem even more angelic. Her muscular back was emphasized by the narrow bikini line making an erotic arrow down her ass. I never wanted this erotic moment to end. Two beautiful women, naked, kissing, arms gently but firmly holding the other. Lisa broke our kiss and embrace, took my hand and led me to the bathroom.
She led me to the tub, and helped me into it. Then she slid in behind me. I leaned back into her, enjoying her firm breast and hard nipples pressing into my back. Her soapy hands moved all over my shoulders, neck, back and breasts. Her slim legs wrapped around my waist as she licked my earlobe and pinched hard on my nipples. I was squirming my ass on the smooth surface of the tub trying to find some friction for my very alert clitoris. Lisa giggled at my efforts. " I want you to be on the edge all night" I almost fainted just thinking about that. We laid and squirmed together in the tub until the water started getting cold. Lisa toweled me dry, then spread some powder on me. "Time to get dressed for Rene" she said.
Lisa searched through my drawers and closets searching for the right outfit. I did not mind watching her. She moved with such grace, with no hesitation of parading naked in my presence. When she was ready, I was very intrigued with her selections. White lace thong, white lace top stockings, a white sleeveless mock turtle neck sheer white blouse and a white leather mini skirt. And to top it all off, my new 5" heel white shoes. Lisa was very helpful pulling my flimsy thong up my legs and pulling it tight up my rear end. Her hands felt so nice caressing my smooth ass. Next she helped me put on the stockings. She sat on the floor in front of me, my legs spread wide. She kissed the skin as she slowly pulled the silky material up my smooth legs. When she finished, she slipped the shoes on me. I have to admit, as I stood up and glanced in the full length mirror, I looked very sexy. The shoes lifted my ass and tilted it in a very erotic way. My breasts hanging slightly, capped with my very erect dark brown nipples. I could not resist caressing them, teaking the nipples hard as I watched myself in the mirror. Lisa watched me do this, and smiled approvingly. Then she told me to raise my hands above me, and slid the blouse on me. As she did with the stockings, she kissed my spine as she slowly raised the zipper in the back of the blouse. A glance in the mirror confirmed that my nipples were quite visible through the sheer fabric. Lisa took my hand and led me to the vanity table. She had me sit in the chair. Naked, she sat in my lap facing me, her legs draped over mine. I don't know if I was smelling her excitement, or my own, but I had entered an erotic fog. As she brushed y hair and applied heavy make up, my pussy was literally leaking. " Oh baby, Rene is going to be so good for you" she cooed in my ear. Her clean scent, her whispering voice, her lips on my ear, her fingers in my hair, the heat emanating from her pussy, all of it was making me high. A little lip gloss and she was done. The face looking back at me from the mirror was unquestioningly an oversexed slut. And I loved it.
Lisa got dressed very quickly in pink satin panties, jeans, sneakers and tank top. Such a cute tomboy. She led me to the garage, opened the door of the Mercedes convertible for me, then jumped and slid over the hood of the car like so many guys do, to the drivers side. Driving way too fast, we arrived at a small club called The Cats Ass. A very butch woman opened the door, her eyes never leaving my legs as I got out of the car. I caught her licking her lips. "Is Rene here? " Lisa asked. The woman bouncer smiled at me and nodded affirmatively. " She's gonna love you" was all the woman said.
Entering the club, I was amazed at all the women there. Some were dressed in the well known leather dyke outfits, some were in regular business suits, most were in typical every day clothes. No one else was dressed like I was.
Rene's eyes drilled a hole right through me. Her black opal eyes stared directly into mine mking time and motion stop all around me. Her lips curled into a smile as her right hand squeezed the ass of a blonde in black lambskin pants. I followed Lisa towards Rene, completely mesmerized by her stare. We arrived to the spot where several women were fawning around Rene. " Hubby know you are here?" Rene asks me. Lisa answered for me. " Jennifers husband died over a year ago. Don't be such a bitch Rene." There was fierce determination in her eyes as she said this. The other women stared in amazement that Lisa would talk to Rene like that. Rene's eyes never left mine. " My apologies. Looking for a new adventure then?" Lisa answered again. " I brought her here to meet you. Don't tell me you aren't interested in at least talking to her." Rene smiled. "If she sounds half as good as she looks, I am interested." At that comment I smiled. And she smiled even more. Reaching her long slim fingers towards me she said " Lets go somewhere a little quieter".
I took a long look at her as she stood up. Close to six feet tall, long and slim. Black lambskin hot pants and a white tank top. Very small breasts with large nipples threatening to poke holes in the thin material. My own nipples stiffened at the sight of her. She took my hand. I loved the feel of her firm grip and soft skin. I loved the looks of envy from the other women in the club as they moved to make way for us. She led me to the exit. And right outside.