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Body Heat Susan seemed small, almost toy-like, lying naked in the center of the king-sized bed. The attractive, blue-eyed brunette, in her mid-thirties, was slightly less than five foot two in height, with firm breasts, a trim waistline, and considering her short statue a pair of long legs and nicely rounded knees. Opening her eyes, she focused them on the ceiling with its collage of muted colors from the sun’s first rays of daybreak. She ran her fingers through her mated perspiration-stained hair, and pushed a tangled strand away from her face. Moving in the bed, she dangled her legs over the side. She gathered her strength, and stood, now finding it impossible to keep her legs straight and bring her knees together. Bow-legged and stiff-kneed, she hobbled across the carpeted floor of the mansion’s guest bedroom and entered the bath. She closed the door behind her and leaning against it saw her reflection in the full-length mirror on the opposite wall. Her breasts were bruised and swollen; her nipples ached, and glancing down, saw her swollen coital lips. They were inflamed and sore to the touch. Continuing to stare at her reflection, the events of last night slowly filtered through her mind. Now thinking about it, Susan couldn’t believe what she had done. Looking away from the mirror, she reached for the gold box lying on the vanity table. Her fingers fumbled with the lid. Opening it, she pulled out a fresh joint of Panama Red. She lit it and drew the smoke deep into her lungs then slowly exhaled it. Standing there, she realized she’d never smoked marijuana or drank to excess until coming to work for Howard. A year ago, he’d hired her as chief of the household. The job involved managing a staff of 8 people and household expenses of the 27-room palatial mansion. It was a job she was well qualified for. She’d been the assistant manager of a premier hotel on the east coast, before her husband’s work had transferred them to southern California. Susan took another hit from the Panama Red and thought about her marriage. She was a woman who took her vows seriously. However, her husband wasn’t so inclined. Before moving to California, she’d discovered he’d been cheating on her. She began to notice it when they were together. His body was in the room, but his mind was someplace else. The sex stopped soon after that. She’d thought the move to the west coast would end the affair. It hadn’t, because her husband now spent much of his time shuttling between coasts, telling her it was business, when it was nothing more than the opportunity to get between the sheets with his former secretary. She knew she should divorce him, but decided to wait until he asked for it. Waiting meant he’d pay more than the community property laws allowed. And she was going to take the bastard for every cent he was worth. There was just one problem with her decision. She was a woman who enjoyed sex. And that had been non-existent for the past 18 months. Even the vibrator she’d bought to reduce her sexual cravings had proven ineffective, because it failed to provide the euphoric feeling of a warm body pressed against hers. She imagined she could have sex with Howard, her employer. In fact, he’d propositioned her shortly after bahis siteleri she’d started to work for him. He was single, nearly movie star quality in looks, and a gentle, considerate man. She found just being around the man gave her a rush of sexual excitement. She imagined sex with Howard would be good. And she knew it would not damage their employer-employee relationship. But her marriage vows got in the way. She was not going to commit adultery. Susan began filling the bathtub with hot water. Moments later, she stubbed out the joint and got into the tub and leaned back. She let the hot, sudsy water lap over her shoulders then shampooed her hair, and slid under the water to rinse it away. When she resurfaced, her nostrils filled with the rich fragrance of the shampoo mixed with the sweet scent of marijuana. She closed her eyes and thought about what Howard had once said to her. He’d told her he understood her reasons for not having sex with him or with any other man. Then he’d given her a boyish grin and handed her the address of a lounge. He told her it was a place frequented by woman looking for sex, but unwilling to break their marriage vows. She’d given him an arrogant look, “Are you’re suggesting I have a lesbian affair?” “No, I’m telling you too.””Howard I couldn’t do something like that.””Why because you think it’s wrong, ugly, dirty, against your religion, what?” “No, none of those things,” she snapped back. Its…well sex is something I’ve always done with a man. I have no idea how to have sex with another woman. Jeez Howard you’d expect me to walk up to a complete stranger and say, honey why don’t you and I get it on.” “You know Cassie, one of the production accountants from the studio that’s always coming around. You like her; she likes you.”Susan laughed. “Howard she isn’t a lesbian. I’ve witnessed the two of you fucking each other’s brains out. And that’s when he said it. “She goes both ways Susan.” And that’s when Susan began to first think about it. **She closed her eyes and sunk further into the tub thinking back to the clear summer night six weeks ago. There was a full moon, and a light breeze stirred the air. Howard had been hosting a lawn party for a couple dozen people working on one his films. Everyone was drinking, smoking pot, doing lines of coke or popping pills. Susan had smoked a joint and was on her third glass of champagne. She was already too drunk to drive home. It made no difference anyway. Her husband was on another of his so-called business trips to the east coast. Going home would only make her feel more alone and depressed than she already felt. She’d collected a blanket and walked down the stone steps leading toward the beach. Kicking off her shoes, she walked out into the sand and stretched the blanket out. The noise of the party high above was hushed by the light breeze and sound of the waves washing onto the beach. She looked up at the canopy of stars above her and sighed.”Hi” Susan looked up at Cassie standing there. The strawberry blond was holding a magnum of champagne in one hand; two glasses in the other. The ends of her long, very long strawberry blond hair stirred in the breeze, as she made a drunken grin.”Want some company?” her canlı bahis siteleri words slightly slurred.”Yeah sure,” Susan said motioning for her to sit. Cassie filled Susan’s glass then hers and sat the bottle in the sand. Her narrow oval eyeglasses were crooked on her face. She adjusted them then retrieved a silver-compact from the pocket of her dress. Opening it, she pulled out a joint.”I hate these fucking parties,” words slightly muffled as she placed the joint between her lips and struck a match.Susan imagined Cassie’s statement was due to the frustration of coming to the party, and expecting to spend the night with Howard. Instead, she found him escorting a young redhead around by the arm. Cassie took a long pull on the joint then swallowed the smoke down with a sip of the champagne.”You know, I’m just as good looking as that redheaded slut that Howard’s with tonight “—and here she pulled the hem of the dress up over her legs—“and hell, I’ve even got better looking legs.” She passed the joint to Susan. Susan took a toke and handed the joint back to Cassie looking at her. She was an attractive woman. She was tall, with a curvy pair of stunning handsome extra-long legs, and her square chin and broad shoulders gave her an athletic look without being overdone. “What the hell does he see in that redhead anyway?” A glum look crossing over the features of Cassie’s lovely face.”The opportunity of getting into her panties,” Susan replied with a chuckle. Cassie made a half laughed and hiked the hem of the dress to her waist. “Hell, he’d have a better chance with me. I’m not wearing any.”Susan sat, for a long moment, gazing at the thin patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair that seemed to glisten in the moonlight. Quickly, she turned her attention away and took a long drink from her glass. Cassie sat the glass down and reaching out took Susan’s hand into hers. Quickly, Susan turned and gazed at Cassie. She saw one side of her long hair thrust back over her left shoulder the other side spilling down her right shoulder. In the moonlight, she looked beautiful. Their lips touched. Cassie’s soft and warm; Susan’s trembling slightly. Cassie drew her arms around Susan’s waist. Their bodies touched, their mouths found each other again. The kiss grew more urgent, as Cassie’s tongue closed around Susan’s. She sucked it into her warm mouth then let the tip of her tongue flick at the tip of Susan’s. Susan felt her nipples grow hard and anxiously press against the confines of the thin bra she wore. When Cassie’s tongue thrust back inside her mouth, she thought it much larger and firmer. She sucked on it, treating it as if it were a cock fucking her mouth. A moment later they stopped, each feeling the heat of passion and seeing it in each other’s eyes. Cassie gently, but firmly placed her hand on Susan’s knee. Slowly, she ran her hand up under the hem of Susan’s dress, along the length of the nylon stockings, until the tips of her fingers touched the bare skin of her upper thigh. Susan just sat there letting it happen. Her breathing became shallow. She felt her white cotton bikini panties press hard against her bulging vulva. She was becoming wet between the legs and in desperate need of sexual canlı bahis relief. And when Cassie’s fingers slipped inside her panties, Susan made no resistance.”Um honey, you need an orgasm don’t you?”Susan leaning back on her elbows didn’t answer.”Lift your hips up,” Cassie softly said. Susan did and in one swift motion, she felt Cassie removed her panties. Her pussy was open and exposed. A second later, Cassie began removing Susan’s clothes then gently positioned her on the blanket, with her legs bent at the knees and spread widely apart. Susan, naked and lying on her back, watched as Cassie leaned forward and began to tongue her pussy. Her touch was gentle, almost loving. The instant the tip of Cassie’s tongue touched her clit, Susan’s body exploded in a series of uncontrollable spasms. And then Cassie’s tongue flicked faster over her Susan’s sensitive clit. An instant later, she arched her back; her body tensed, then visibly shook, as her orgasm hit her. She cried out in sheer contentment. Lying on the blanket, her eyes closed, her chest heaving up and down with each breath, Susan continued to make little moans of contentment.Moments later, she opened her eyes and sat upright on the blanket. It was then that she saw Cassie had undressed. She was kneeling in the sand in front of her. Susan reached out and placed her hands on Cassie’s hips. She drew Cassie’s warm body closer, while tilting her head up and then pressed her mouth against Cassie’s breast. She took a nipple into her mouth. Sucking on it, her fingers searched for the other then kneading and tweaking with her fingers. A moment later, Cassie pushed Susan backward onto the blanket and came over top of her. “I want you,” Cassie’s voice husky.”What do you want me to do?” “I want you to put your mouth between my legs and lick me until I come,” her voice almost a whisper, as she moved and straddled Susan. Glancing up, Susan saw the outline of Cassie’s pink slit accompanied by tiny, little beads of moisture.She rose up on her elbows and drew her face between Cassie’s spread legs. Slowly, she drew her face closer. In the moonlight, she could make out Cassie’s coital lips, swollen and slightly parted, with a wetness seeping from between them.Cassie made a loud moan as Susan’s kissed her softly on the outer lips then slowly ran her tongue up along her slit. She made another loud moan, as Susan’s tongue continued toward her throbbing clit. But instead of flicking the tip of her tongue across it, Susan moved back down and pressed her lips against the entrance of Cassie’s vagina. “Oh fuck,” Cassie cried out. “Put a finger in me.”Susan quickly obeyed, placing one then two fingers into Cassie. Instantly, Cassie responded by flexing her hips back and forth, until Susan got the idea and began to slowly stroke her fingers in and out of the woman’s convulsing pussy.”Ooh, that’s it. That’s it,” Cassie yelled, her body beginning to squirm above Susan. Susan ran the tip of her finger up along Cassie’s slit. Finding it, she let the tip of her tongue flicked across it. Suddenly Cassie’s body shuttered against the effect. Her hips danced upward, as her hands grasped the back of Susan’s head. Immediately, Susan sent her tongue flicking over the clit as Cassie had done to her. She could hear Cassie moaning and then becoming louder.”Oh fuck. Fuck, I’m going to come in your face. Huh…huh?” Cassie cried out. And an instant later, her hips bucked up, her body shuttered, and she came.

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