I met Mary in a department store, not intentionally but because we seemed to admire each other. I was milling around the perfume counter and she apparently noticed me there, I was oblivious as I was lost in the scents. She must have followed me to the lingerie section as that is where we first spoke. I was admiring all the nice things I might one day be able to afford and she was just touching everything, like a woman will do, feeling the fabric and wondering what it would feel like against her skin. I said, I wish I could win the lottery, I would never be dressed in cheap lingerie again. She smiled wildly and spoke for the first time. I noticed right away her wide slim hips and her nice ass, but decided to let things take their course, should they do so. She had a flat belly, which allows the hips to protrude and it is so sexy. I find a flat stomach and eroding hips such a target for my mouth. I like to pull the pelvis area to my mouth and then have my way with her. We began some small chat, just about cloths mostly but she seemed very intent on being my friend or shopping companion, which I found very fascinating. We talked about lingerie and she asked me what my boyfriend liked, I giggled and said I buy my lingerie for me, I am not in a relationship now. "Is that selfish"? I asked. "Not at all she replied, if it makes you feel sexy by all means do it." I smiled, looking her over for the first time with critical eyes. She had long auburn hair, and bangs, I thought to myself a woman her age should forget bangs but for her it worked. Her skin was like alabaster and her breast seemed to stand up by themselves inside her bra. I found myself a little distracted and a little turned on. Deep inside I knew the chances of us hooking up were slim, however I always have hope. I decided to take the next step and ask her what her home situation was. She smiled shyly and said she was unattached at the moment and my heart soared. I decided to try another advance, since we had not yet broken the lesbian barrier, and ask her to lunch, my treat. She said "sure, but let's go Dutch!" We wandered off to the food court chatting like two old acquaintances." I had mixed emotions, I so much desired to seduce her and yet was so respectful of her if she was straight. We walked and talked and seemed to be closer together as we arrived at the Rain Forest Cafe. I found myself very much in the passion mood and had a hard time being the straight woman she might expect me to be. We ordered and then she brought up the subject of previous relationships. I
decided to refer to my past relationships in the third person, not tipping my hand. She smiled and pretty much did the same, when I asked about hers. Now I found myself wondering if I had a chance, could she fall for me, could I open up to her, was she meant to be the one that got away? I was nearly delirious now with passion and she was so sexy, without even trying. I found myself wet with desire and embarrassed to be in this situation but helpless to move on. Out of the blue Mary asked me if I had ever tried the female to female relationship. She phrased it like it was a physiological question and should be
answered as such. I nearly creamed my jeans. I have experimented I answered and found it very exciting, answering before
I could form my thoughts. I find women so sexy and so much more so than men. I was about to wonder about what I had just blurted out, when I felt her hand on my thigh. It is so hard to explain how close I came to a climax at just that moment.; I was in heaven and headed higher. We locked eyes and I could now see she was as into me as I was into her. Her hand now moved to my sensitive area and I thought I would die, my panties were moist and my intentions were very base. Her eyes said it all and we quickly paid our bill and headed out.
Her apartment was very classy and she had nicely appointed accessories. Not
that I paid much attention as we kissed opened mouth just inside the door. Her body was so firm and inviting against mine and I was in a state of heaven. We kissed and pecked our way to the sofa and then sat for a few moments before starting to remove clothing. Her lips were like sugar cookies her touch like spark lets as she felt my body. I in turn felt hers and found myself weak in the knees. She was in charge all the way, until I realized I had to taste her. I took charge and removed her panties and her bra and first circled her nipples with my tongue. Then I rapidly dropped to my knees and found her pleasure center. I could smell her excitement as she could no doubt smell mine. I was in a state of desire I had not felt before. My tongue and lips kissed and tasted her along her thighs and then I had to taste her womanhood. I could wait no longer. I could smell her desire and mine was way above hers. My tongue opened up her love canal and I found her clitoris. I flicked it all around and then penetrated her inner beauty and found myself in a state of desire I had never known. Her hips moved up and down and to and fro and I rode them like a champ. My only desire was to taste her wonderful juices as she climaxed. She moaned, she arched, and she eventually gave me her ultimate pleasure, her hips lunging into the air and her voice a ragged moan. I drank each drop as if it were sacred and held her stomach to my face as if I would never have sex agin.