Angela's story - a lesbian adventure in England

[Maryanne]

OCC: Angela will be playing a lesbian in this story set in England and I will play Maryanne, a visiting American business woman.

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It's my opinion that Americans get their reputation as crass, loud, impolite beasts amongst our British friends starts here at Heathrow Airport. I mean, you get off the plane, tired and bedraggled from 13 hours of travel from the middle of America, stand in endless passport lines and walk out into the cool damp London air to be met by a taxi driver who speaks faster and with a different tempo and who doesn't seem to understand our perfect English either.

This after pushing a broken luggage cart past steely eyed customs people and pushing through the crowd waiting for their Pakistani relatives.

"It makes you cranky, dammit!"

That's what I was thinking, and probably muttering as I pushed my uncontrollable baggage cart through the swinging doors and into the bedlam of the waiting room that morning.

Happily, there was no taxi driver to be dealt with this time as I was being met and carried to Chipping Camden, near my client's newest acquisition.

Trying not to block traffic, I was fumbling for the name of the person meeting me. Suddenly I saw a white card with "A. Jordan" held by an attractive girl just at the end of the barrier. Her expression was one of active, if not eager, anticipation, peering down the "chute" with a slightly furrowed forehead under her dark, wavy hair.

"Hi, I'm Maryanne. Are you for me?" I sighed with relief as her open smile made a good start at soothing away the cares of the delayed flight.

 

[Angela]

I looked at Maryanne as she approached me. Hmm nice I thought to myself. And she seems friendly too, not like some of the American business people I have had the misfortune to have to meet and ferry around during their stay. But, im fairness, Americans do not have exlusive rights to rude people - some British business people are just as bad if not worse!

Anyway, she seemed nice and she was certainly pleasant on the eye.

"Hi Maryanne," I responded. "I am Angela and I have been assigned to look after you during your stay in England. I have a car outside and I will be at your disposal 24 hours a day if necessary. All you have to do is ask." I shook her hand and smiled back at her thinking to myself, with a wry inner smile - and 24 hours a day might be a pleasure not to be missed!

I helped get the luggage cart out to the car and we got it loaded into the boot (or trunk as she called it making me smile!).

"Did you wish to sit in the back Maryann or up front with me?" I asked.

"I'll sit up beside you Angela", she said. "It will make it easier for us to chat and get acquainted as we drive out." I opened the door for her and my heart missed a beat as she got into the car and her skirt rode up revealing her gorgeous legs. I quickly moved around and got in behind the wheel and could not resist another quick glance. I smiled as I noted she had not pulled her skirt back down and her shapely thighs were visible beneath the tight skirt. My breathing quickened a little and I think i must have blushed as I suddenly realised I was staring at her legs. Horrified, I quickly turned on the ignition and pulled out of the parking bay hoping she had not noticed me staring.

Hoping to cover my embarrassment and to open a conversation, I said, "I am sorry the weather is so grey and dismal for your arrival Maryanne." She smiled and said, "doesn't it always rain in London?"

 

[Maryanne]

"Sorry, it's just that I don't remember arriving in anything but a light mist. A bit like our Seattle, isn't it? You've been saddled with me full time, then? Good heavens! That must be a task. Awfully nice for me though. That will be great. I feel a good bit safer with you driving. I'm afraid we have a lot of landscape to cover, though. There are actually five locations in the company and I would hope to get around to all of them."

I followed Angela's lead. She was quite attractive, with full high breasts holding open the lapels of a well cut navy blue blazer and tenting the white blouse generously. She wore a nice plaid skirt which made her look a little hippy perhaps, but her bottom was lovely under the skirt and was a pleasure to watch from my angle. I found myself smiling in spite of myself.

"Besides, the rain is good for our complexions, don't you think?" We had a 'we girls' sort of a giggle. It looked like we would get on well, she wasn't insisting on the traditional British formality, so maybe this could be a fun trip too.

She wore sensible heels, but not flats, so her legs were shapely under a neutral shade of stockings ………. tights, I recalled that they call them tights here.

The drag on these trips was the long evenings alone or being dutifully entertained by an uninteresting business man. Since I will be on my own a bit more, maybe Angela can provide some fun.

Angela was a help loading things into the car and we were off. She moved into traffic with a lurch and then merged into the roundabout.

"This is about where I would have gone the wrong direction." I commented ruefully.


She was off into traffic and zipping into the major roundabout with ease, and a lot more speed than I would have managed.

I noticed her eyeing me legs and left my skirt as it was, more as a curiosity than anything else. Curious. Hmmmm.

"Angela, you have lovely eyes, do you hear that often?"

"Oh, well, not all that often. Thank you very much, though." She blushed just a little.

"I suggested putting me into the Queen's Arms in Chipping Camden, then recalled that I was wrong about the name of the hotel and also the name of the town. Where are you putting me? I throw myself on your kind care!"

My fantasy ridden mind had already sprung to the thought of there being only one room left in the inn! I put that thought out of my mind, mentally slapping my naughty fingers. My overactive sex drive couldn't help wishful thinking, though.

"Yes, we thought the Lygon Arms might be nice in Broadway." She laughed in a way that suggested that she could be fun. "You aren't all that far off, you know, The King's Arms is just across the street," she teased.

Yes, Angela and I were going to get along just fine. I could see that.

 

[Angela]

I suddenly had a thought. I wonder I mused to myself. What would she think of me? Was I being too obvious? Oh well, I had to ask!

Taking a deep breath and blushing like mad I smiled at Maryanne and said, "look Maryanne, I just had an idea. If you need to do a lot of travelling around, you are welcome to stay at my place if you wish. It is pretty central and convenient for most places. And there is only me there so it would be quiet for you if you need to work in the evenings. Of course, if you prefer to be in hotels I understand but I always find hotels so boring and unfriendly."

I waited holding my breath for her answer. I had no reason to think she might be lesbian or bi but I just knew my heart was racing and I wanted her badly. My mind was so full of so many emotions. She had been so friendly but perhaps I had misread her? Perhaps I had been too forward. Damn! I should have waited until I knew her better! My stomach felt like it was full of butterflys! She was taking her time to respond and I did not know if that was good or bad. I was just beginning to regret having opened my mouth when she finally replied.

 

[Maryanne]

"Well, …………… wow, I don't know what to say, Angela. To be honest, I really do get tired of hotels. But ………. It seems to me it's a terrible imposition on you." This really was an unexpected turn. She really had taken my breath away. " I wonder…… " my mind raced. But my heart was racing even faster. I turned toward her, wondering just what she had in mind. Just simple courtesy ………… no, I don't think so, no need to go that far out on a limb ….. No, it must be ……… what? "Shall I chance it," I thought to myself , weighing the downside risks. What if we just don't hit it off?

Angela was a little flustered now, her cheeks blazing. "Yes, really, I'd be very happy to have you. Do say yes. On the other hand, I can perfectly understand if you want the added privacy, And of course you don't know me at all. I mean, perfect strangers, aren't we. Though I feel I know you from people speaking of you. It's Ok, whichever you choose, but you are most welcome indeed!"

I had made her uncomfortable. Farthest thing from my mind. "Oh well, if you're quite sure ………. yes, I'd love to. Promise to throw me out if you change your mind, though?"

"Oh, well done! Great. It'll be great for the company. It's settled then."

"Well, yes, thank you. I have never had the pleasure of staying in anyone's home while over here. This is sooooo kind of you!" I studied her face now, eyes intent on the road, cheeks still flushed, perhaps a bit more flushed if anything. Good heavens, was I making her blush? Was it excitement? As much as I was starting to feel? Yesssss, it was, I could see her nipples were now tenting out the thin white blouse. Suddenly, I knew a secret! I squeezed my thighs together, capturing the sense of the excitement I was sure would follow.

"An adventure, then, eh Angela?"

What was Sherlock Holmes' line, I thought to myself. "The hunt is on, Watson." Hmmm, I wondered which of is hunting and which is the fox? Time would tell. I turned again in my seat, pulling my leg up on the seat between us, settling back against the door and listening to Angela giving me a tour guide lecture, but fighting off drowsiness. I felt I could relax and ease my tight skirt a little bit. Thinking better of it, I thought: "careful, not too fast, old girl."

 

[Angela]

Oh my God! My heart was pounding! I felt like a silly schoolgirl with a crush on her teacher! I never really believed she would agree. I kept telling myself - don't read too much into it, she is probably straight and just means what she says - that she would enjoy staying in a home for a change and nothing more than that! I knew I was blushing and she must have noticed! What must she think of me?

Again I tried to hide my nervousness with idle chatter. "I live in the Midlands. It will be about a 90 minute drive to get there but we will be within 90 minutes then of all the Company's sites. London, Machester, Birmingham and Sheffield. Oh, it will take a little longer if you need to go up to Glasgow but then again, not as long as it would have done if you had stayed in London."

I sensed rather than saw her move in her seat and turned to smile at her. But the smile froze! She had turned in her seat and drawn her leg up between us and she was smiling at me. With her leg raised that way I could see clear up to her panties. Oh God! My mouth hung open like a fool! I was just staring, mesmerised by this beautiful woman. She appeared totally unembarrassed yet she must have known she was revealing so much to me! Even if she did not realise when she drew her leg up, she must now as I blushed and stared in disbelief!

She giggled softly (such a sexy sound). "Angela, I really do think you should have your eyes on the road" she said, still giggling.

My head quickly snapped back to the road. My face must have been as red as beetroot! Oh God, why was I making such a fool of myself? She knew I was staring up her skirt! I have always been submissive by nature but I was in real danger now of making a total fool of myself! I tried to concentrate on my driving and kept telling myself she is an executive in the company! She would not be interested in me even if she was lesbian or bi! A beuatiful woman like her and with her position could have anyone she wanted! I must stop being silly and fantasising like this! But she was still giggling softly and that did nothing to calm my nerves! My hear was racing so fast and I knew my breathing was coming in short gasps no matter how much i tried to control it. Why was I so excited by this woman? I drove in silence for a while and eventually she stopped giggling and she went quiet too. After a while I shyly glanced across at her and noticed her head was resting on the door and her eyes were closed. I quickly checked the road again and then looked at her again. She was truly beautiful. Her hair and her make-up accentuated her perfect features. My eyes travelled over her breasts. Not quite as large as mine but they looked so beautiful. After quickly checking the road again and with my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst any moment, I risked looking at her legs again! My head was swiiming! Her legs were divine and the thoughts racing thru my mind as my eyes took in the white panties showing at the delta of her thighs!

Then her eyes opened and she smiled broadly at me!! Oh my God! She knew I was looking! She was teasing me!

 

[Maryanne]

Sitting in the warm sunlight, since the London rain had stopped, I found myself dozing in and out of consciousness. Every time my eyes fluttered open, Angela seemed to be looking in my direction. Finally, my curiosity getting the best of me, I kept my eyes half closed so that I could observe without being seen.

Sure enough, Angela was definitely having trouble keeping her eyes on the road. Having her eyes roam over my body pleased me. It felt so good being the center of someone's interest. She really was quite pretty, I decided, her complexion was creamy with that robust rosy cheeked look that the English seem to inherate. I squirmed in my seat and the lovely young girl's eyes snapped as if my legs were magnets. I was sure she could see all the length of my legs, probably all the way to the white contrast of my panties. And she enjoyed it! Well, that was OK, kind of nice, really, I admit that my legs are really my best feature. Long and quite curvy and my stockings were that rich, glowing shade of taupe. Angela's interest was a nice welcome to the country.

At last we were off the M1 and traveling East and I took my eyes from Angela to admire the English countryside. Just past the sign announcing that the town of Higham Ferrers lay just ahead, Angela turned in to a long looping drive leading through the trees to a huge, graceful manor house. "Ohhhhh, my god! You have to be kidding!"

Her laugh was infectious and I was starting to love the way her full lips slipped easily into a smile revealing those brilliant white teeth. "No, no, no, not quite, my place is round the back. I live in the coach house. A leftover from the good old days! I live like a church mouse!!! Sort of elegant poverty. You'll see!"

The lane curved off and around the house and there it was. "Well, it is just about the most elegant coach house I've ever seen. Perfect. Too bad the Manor house was taken, eh? I nudged her in the ribs, gently, but then fascinated, I left my hand there, comfortably above her waste. Her body was so inviting. " How am I going to bide my time?" I mused to myself.

"I'll get this shall I? And you follow along with the smaller ones. OK?"

"Great, lead on, McDuff! Let the adventure begin!"

Angela led me to a comfortable, feminine bedroom. It looked off over a long rising field leading off into the haze which had now returned to blot out the sun. Large haystacks dotted the field and two horses lazed about nearby. "Oh, Angela, this is just wonderful. I could just kiss you for taking me in! In fact, I think I will." Under the guise of gratitude, my lips brushed her cheek and I hugged her close, noticing how soft her breasts felt when they contacted mine. She returned the hug and I looked happily off over her shoulder for what seemed just a moment too long before, she broke away.

"Right, then, you'll want to freshen up. Here's the loo. I'll go make us a nice cup of tea, shall I. Right, then, when you're ready, you know where to find me!" Her smile was a delight, her words warm and genuine.

 

[Angela]

I wandered back down the stairs to the kitchen almost in a trance. The way she touched my waist, kissed me on the cheek and her breast pressed against mine - it had been like electric shocks through my body. I know it has been a long time since my last relationship broke up but this was riduculous. Yes she was beautiful but my job was very much on the line here! If I read the signals wrong then there consequences for me were very dire. I was behaving stupidly and yet i could not help myself. I knew in my heart I wanted this woman.

I made the tea and wondered whether to take it up to her or wait for her to come downstairs. A stupid question! I had not control over my actions. Even whilst I asked myself the question my feet were taking me up the stairs. Mt heart was pounding as I stopped outside her door and knocked. "Come in Angela" she called out with her soft American accent.

I opened the door and stepped into her room and then I saw her. I almost dropped the tray with the tea! She was bending down putting things into a drawer and all she was wearing was her bra and pants. I just stared, taking in every detail. Her figure was even more beautiful than I had imagined wwhen she was fully clothed. Her breasts were full and round and her ass was so cute but her legs took my breath away. They seemed to go on for ever! Suddenly she straightened up and turned to me smiling. Her eyes twinkled. I knew she was laughing at me and I also knew that yet again I was blushing.

"Hi honey," she said. "I was just about to take a shower but lets have the tea first. Come and sit on the bed with me and we can chat some more while we drink."

I say on the edge of the bed and handed her a cup of tea as she sat besdie me. My hand was trembling so bad that the cup rattled in the saucer. "Angela, does my being undressed bother you? I cannot help noticing how your hand is shaking," she said smiling. "Would you like me to put my wrap on?"

"Oh God no!" I blurted out.

She smiled. "Good. I know you were looking at me when you came in weren't you?" she asked playfully. I was blushing furiously now. I could not look at her, my eyes were on the floor in front of me and i could not bring myself to speak so I merely nodded slightly in agreement.

"And did you like what you saw?" she asked.

I shyly glanced at her and nodded again. She leaned across and kissed me lightly on my lips and I could have screamed in pleasure. Right then there was nothing I would not do for this beautiful woman.

"Angela, now I know you and I will have a great time together," she said.

 

[Maryanne]

Her reaction made it clear that we were on the same page. I felt confident that we could stop fencing, each of us worrying about offending the other with a mistaken understanding. I decided that I would be more forthright. Angela seemed shy, her eyes now on the floor, her toe nudging an imaginary something as she stared fixedly on it.

"See here, Angela, I hope I am not going to shock you ……… I am so tired and loggy from the trip and it feels so very comfortable sitting here with you ….. I feel a little funny me being undressed and you still looking quite formal. L…….. would we be more comfortable, that is, would you be comfortable taking off some of your clothes too.? We can just curl up for a chat here?"

Her eyes met mine again. Still a little unsure. I put my hand on her arm and smiled into her eyes. At last she nodded and slipped the blue blazer off. Now it was me who was staring. Her silky white blouse buttoned to the neck and she turned as I reached to help her. Slowly, I unbuttoned one after the other, our eyes still engaged. I could feel the swell of her large breasts as I unbuttoned one of the buttons, the back of my fingers touching her softness. I knew that I lingered there a moment too long, but I couldn't resist. Angela's eyes widened just barely noticeably.

She stood and I managed the button at her hip and slipped the zip down, loosing her skirt into a circle at her feet. Angela stood silently as I bent to pick it up, touching the nylon encased calf of her leg as I did it. Kneeling, I looked for her permission, she smiled and started to slip out of her tights. My hands replaced hers and I tugged and pulled the waistband over her hips, pulling her knickers back in place as I slowly stripped them down her legs. She had to touch my head for balance as I unrolled them down her legs and she raised one foot to let me remove the garment.

Taking her hand, I led her to the bed and curled up on it. She said nothing, just curled up as I had facing me now. I could help looking down at the womanly curve of her tummy tightly outlined by the pretty floral pattern of her panties. There was a dark shadow of a triangle of dark hair slightly visible through the fabric.

"There, isn't that better? More comfortable? I hope you don't mind me being so forward?"

"No, no, ….. heavens no. I'm so happy that we have moved past the awkward bit so quickly."

"Me, too, Angela, I'm really looking forward to this visit now. You are making me feel so comfortable. That's a pretty bra, by the way, you'll have to show me where you buy them.." That gave me an excuse to reach out and touch her lightly. I felt her press closer against my hand, and at last instead of touching the fabric, her breast was in my hand. I held my breath.

Angela clutched my hand as I started to draw away. "It's OK, ……………. " she murmured quietly. "I mean, …………. If you …………." She didn't finish the sentence and her eyes turned down again. I returned my hand to her breast and then brought my other hand to her right breast too.

"Angela, you are so beautiful. And your breasts are really lovely."

She smiled into my eyes, her dark brown eyes gleaming now.
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OOC: Angela, I will be on holiday for about a week starting tomorrow. I may not get a chance to reply later today. This is lovely and I am so enjoying it. I hope you will leave your latchkey out for me to return? All the best, Maryanne

 

[Angela]

Hope you had a lovely vacation Maryanne and hope the following makes coming home again nice too - shall also send the present I promised to await you on your return - kissssss
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My breath was coming in short gasps and my heartrate was going through the roof! I could not believe this was happening. I had wanted it so bad but could not believe my good fortune! That this beautiful woman wanted me was more than I had dared even hope for.

As her hands carressed my breasts through my bra, I raised my hands and placed them over hers holding hers hands to me. I lifted my eyes to hers and smiled softly knowing I was still blushing! She smiled back and i could not resist kissing her. I pressed my lips to hers hard and felt hers open to me. My tongue slipped between them and danced around hers. She sucked softly on my tongue before releasing it and then snaking her tongue deep into my mouth! I sucked on hers now - thrilling at the hot, velvety softness and the way she searched out every bit of my mouth!
I put my arms around her and held her tight to me. Her hands left my breasts and went around me too and we remained locked in our passionate embrace for a long time.

Eventually Maryanne broke the kiss and smiled at me again.
I was breathless and and weakly smiled back. This was the woman I had always dreamed of and I knew I was hers completely!

She reached for the clasp of my bra and I shuddered as it came free and she drew the straps down oer my shoulders and slid them down my arms. The cups still clung to my breasts as she placed her hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me onto my back. I moaned softly as she lifted the bra from my breasts and I knew my nipples were standing erect as she looked at me. She dropped my bra to the side of the bed and gently stroked around my left breast with just the tips of her fingers, lying propped on her elbow looking down at me.

"You have such beautiful breasts Angela," she said. I blushed again as she looked at my breasts and then raised her eyes to meet mine! She lowered her head and I felt an electric shock course through my body as she trailed the tip of her tongue wetly around the aureola surrounding my left nipple. She took the nipple between her lips and my hands instinctively reached up and pulled her head to my breast!

I moned again, this was heaven! "Maryanne!" I moaned her name. "Oh this is so good! I am so happy we met! I have waited so long for this. I want to please you in any way you wish me too!"

She raised her head from my breast and looked at me with a half smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eyes. "Do you really mean that Angela?" she asked me.

"Mean what Maryanne?" I responded.

"That you want to please me in any way I wish?" she said, smiling.

"Oh yes Maryanne," I moaned.

"Mmmmmmm, then we really are going to hae a wonderful time together my sweet Angela," she said.

 

[Maryanne]

I thought about the warm, tingling sensation at the base of my neck when Angela's hands had tangled in my hair and pulled me against her breast. It was clear that she wanted all our inhibitions to be put aside now. I was delighted and again felt the glow of excitement course through me.

Still drousy from the long flight and the time change, it was thrilling to lie here and let those cares float away as my fingers toyed with Angela's briskly alert young nipples
and then as my hands cupped her nice sized breasts. I soothed the pink line where her bra had left a mark, following it down from her shoulder, around one breast, up into the valley between and looping around the other, then teasing along the underside of her chin to find her lips with my finger tip. Angela kissed my finger tip and smiled at me, comfortable at last in our new found intimacy??

"In fact, I am already having so much more pleasure than I ever expected from the whole trip, I can't imagine it getting better." My hand trailed over the soft roundness again and journeyed down her stomach and lingered now on the silk of her knickers. My finger tips paused just at the edge of the triangle of hair and played with the slight ridge it made. My eyes were on hers and I could see, I thought, that she wanted more. My fingers soothed across her mound until I could just feel the start of her slit under her knickers. I felt her shudder in anticipation. "How experienced is she" I wondered to myself.

Throwing caution to the winds, I let my hand slide lower still, so that I could cup her entire mound in my hand. Angela opened her legs slightly and I felt her squirm to get closer. My lips returned to hers and I felt that electric thrill of a first kiss all over again. Angela was definitely squirming against the palm of my hand now and I was squeezing and releasing the soft full mound of her femininity with great pleasure.

And yet, Angela was still slightly stiff under my touch. I decided that she wanted this, but wanted me to do the leading. Still a little hesitant to admit to herself what we were doing, perhaps. I sensed that she was more the sort who would desire to be subservient than to be the leader. That was perfectly all right with me. Renewing my nibbling assault on her left nipple, my hand slipped all the way through the valley between her legs, letting my finger tips move across the buns of her bottom while my wrist formed a little saddle for her pussy to ride. I always loved having some one just lightly touch my bum, so I was sure that this would feel good to her. I could feel the pool of wetness that had formed under the gusset of her knickers, hot against my wrist.

As I trailed my arm back along the lips of her dear little pussy, I offered my lips to her for a kiss and watched as her eyes slowly opened and stared deep into mine. Our lips met and again our tongues played together, gaining familiarity with each moment; tasting, dueling, darting here and there, our heads were writhing with pleasure as my finger for the very first time slid under the elastic at the leg of her knickers and slipped between the lips of her pussy, parting them slightly to find a sufficiency and more of her warm creamy natural lubricant.

I pulled away from her hungry mouth for a moment and found her eyes again. "Oh, my dear, you are so very, very wet." I smiled my pleasure into her eyes.

"Oh, I know," she almost whimpered.

My finger fondled her pussy lips, coaching more wetness from her. "Sweetheart, it is delightful. Don't you know that I am already the same way?"

She smiled a sweet little smile and relaxed a little more under my exploring hand.

I whispered and breathed into her ear, my tongue just flicking out to add it's note to the 'song' I was playing. My finger slipped around her clitoris, sliding easily and pleasurably on the erect nub. I could feel that it was a nice size, not too big, not so small that it was only a little dot peeking from it's own little crease. It was, in it's erect state nicely defined and would be a pleasure to tug with my lips, I was sure of that. It was so nice feeling Angela's juices on my hand, finding these details of the petals of her flower of womanhood. I breathed the words into her petal like ears, "How does this feel, sweetheart? Nice? OK?"

"Ohhhhh, ………….. yes, Maryanne, it feels …………….. "

"I know, darling, I know." Her excitement was thrilling to me. "Here, darling, feel me." My hand guided hers across my stomach and immediately under my panties. I placed her finger with my own in the wet welcoming slit between my legs. Angela immediately began searching for my clitoris, and finding it easily, and after circling in my wetness briefly, began to tease it with a back and forth motion that I could feel all the way to my chest. She had such a gentle touch, that even that intimate touch made all my feelings about her even softer.

Without a word, we both straightened out our legs and moved closer, pressing against our outstretched and purposeful arms. Angela made one adjustment. She pulled my finger from it's place under the leg of her knickers and slipped my hand under the waistband of her knickers, leading my finger to her clitoris as I had done with hers a moment ago. She smiled up at me as if she were a child learning from a favorite teacher.

I had the feeling that I as the teacher was going to learn quite a bit from my little student , if that is what she was to be! We lay fondling each other, nuzzling each other's necks, pressing our breasts together. I longed to take off my bra but I didn't want to break from what we were enjoying so completely. And so we continued. Angela's touch on my pussy was gentle and soft, as if tickling it slightly and my juices kept flowing to meet her. I could even taste the combined scent of our juices wafting up the hot path formed by our arms.

 

[Angela]

I slipped my hand out of Maryannes panties and brought both hands behind her back. I caught a quick glimpse of my right hand and smiled softly as I saw Maryannes' wetness on my fingers. I reached for the clasp of her bra and opened it. I took the straps and drew them over her shoulders, looking into her eyes for encouragement. She smiled back at me (God! I loved the way her eyes sparkled when she smiled!)Then she raised herself up slightly so I could remove her bra completely.

I looked down but could only see the sweel of the top of her breasts. Maryanne knew I wanted to see her and she sat up, without removing the hand that was stirring up my emotions and my juices beneath my panties, revealing her beautiful breasts to me, naked, forthe first time. The were so perfect! Round and firm with nipples that were proud and erect. I eased myself up onto an elbow and lowered my head to her right breast. I kissed the nipple gently and heard her softly moan. Taking encouragement from her moan, I trailed the wet tip of my tongue gently around her aureola and felt the sensitive skin form goosebumps as it contracted and the nipple stiffened still more. I wanted so much to give this beautiful woman pleasure but it was hard to concentrate with the sensations she was evoking from me with her fingers teasing on my throbbing clit and in and around my pussy! I too was moaning - almost purring as she slipped two fingers deep inside me and pressed them on my g-spot which she knew so easily how to locate. I allowed my tongue to flick over her nipple now and then took it into my mouth and sucked on it, loving how it felt in the warmness of my mouth. Then I closed my teeth onto it and grazed them gently up and down on the stiff nipple. Her free hand came behind my head holding it to her breast and her fingers entwined in my hair.

"Oh yes, Angela honey!" she moaned, "that feels so good!"

Suddenly her hands moved from my head and from inside my panties. I panicked for a moment. Had I done something wrong? Did she not like what I was doing? My body stiffened and I released her breast from my mouth looking at her with pleading eyes, hoping I had not spoiled things. But she smiled brightly at me and said, "I think it is time these came off!" as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of my panties! I relaxed again realising that everything was OK and raised my ass up from the bed to make it easier for her. She slid my panties down my legs and off my ankles. I watched breathless as she trailed her fingertips slowly up the length of my legs until she arrived at my bush of curly hair. She playfully entwined her fingers in it, gently tugging at it.

"I love the auburn tinge to your hair baby," she said.

Feeling very daring, I said, "well my panties have gone, maybe I should take yours off too Maryanne?"

 

[Maryanne]

"Hmmm, yes, my sweet, but I think I am going to have to discipline you a little bit. I think I have been too easy on you. The teacher won't be respected if she is too easy. Yes, you may have my panties off if you like, but you must remove them using only your teeth, my dear! Don't dare touch me with your hands until they are off!"

Angela's eyes seemed to gleam with the thought of a game entering into our play. "Or was it the thought of discipline?' I wondered. " Well," I thought, "we will go easily at first and find out."

Reluctantly, she left the pleasure of my stroking finger on her clit and knelt along side me, deciding how she would go about her task. She giggled like a schoolgirl and her smile was infectious. I grinned and laughed happily as she began, letting slip already the stern teacher image I had spoken of. I'm afraid I couldn't quite be harsh with my dear little friend. She looked lovely, her fresh open smile beaming at me from that surrounding mop of curly brown hair. She has a way of cocking her head to one side when she smiles that is very endearing and she was doing it now.

Angela's perky little nipples are bright pink and the surrounding aureole is not very dark, but just the right amount of color to set her nipple off as a delectable little island of flavor. I longed to suckle them, but stayed where I was. Kneeling there in just her dark brown stockings clipped to a pretty see thru lacy beige garter belt, the suspenders emphasizing the length of her legs, tiny little satin ribbon ends covering the garter loops. Angela looked perfectly lovely and inviting.

"OH, Maryanne, how can I do that? How do I start?"

"Your problem , my girl," I returned to my best stern teacher tone of voice, but ending with a smile.

She bent over to begin at my waist on the right side and I felt her wet breath tickling me as her lips came close with another giggle. Her teeth found the elastic of my panties and I felt her tug a bit then the snap as it slipped from her grip. "Oh, sorry," she murmured.

She tried again, again the giggle of pleasure, and I felt my silky panties slip down an inch or so over my hip. Angela moved to the other side and again her teeth made a little head way. I didn't move to help her, but watched her breasts jiggling prettily as she struggled. I felt her kiss on my hip as she knelt back, a smile on her face.

"Oh, Maryanne, your perfume is lovely." She murmured. I knew that she wanted desperately to use her hands, and she sat on them a moment to restrain her temptation.

"Poeme," I replied, "you can try some later, if you like. Now, back to work! What do you think this is a coffee break?"

She looked crestfallen at my rebuke and went back to her task, tugging again on the left side. I shifted a little to lift my ass off the bed just for a moment, and found my panty down about half way on that hip. I clenched my thighs together, holding the gusset in place because I really wanted to force her to nibble there before she succeeded in stripping me.

"Would Madame allow me between her thighs?"

"Can you not say 'Please'? Where are your manners, girl?"

"Please, oh yes, please let me between your thighs Maryanne. Please, I am sorry I forgot my manners."

I spread my legs for her, watching as her eyes traveled over my breasts as they found their way to my open crotch. I looked to see what her view was and was satisfied that my panties were nicely taut over the generous mound of my pussy and that the leg elastic had not slipped carelessly into my wet slit. I could see just a slight dent in the silky fabric as it clung to the wetness of my pussy lips and below, just a trace of wetness betraying my excitement.

Angela slipped between my thighs and leaned forward, hands folded in her lap. She looked into my eyes and giggled again, the pleasure and excitement of the game evident in the joy written on her darling features.

 

[sulamaire]

OCC: Don't wanna intrude, but I've enjoyed this string. Hope it isn't going to fade away?? Need a new partner?

 

[Maryanne]

OOC:

No, not yet, thanks.

Maryanne

 

[Maryanne]

Recovery is Sweet

It was a week or so before we were together again. Angela's cold was a bit more than that it turned out and i found myself taking her to hospital the morning after our first joyous lovemaking. And there she rested until the bout of pneumonia had run it's course.

She returned to the house weak but smiling, in need of a little more tender loving care. So instead of being taken care of, I decided to be the care taker. I hadn't had vacation in two years so I called back to the office and arranged an extended holiday. As soon as Angela felt up to it I decided we would be off to the south of France for a bit of sun and fun.

Her hair had that hospital matted down look and we soon put that right with me administering lots of brushing while we caught up with what had happened. Angela lay back in my arms, a little tired out and my hand cupped her breast, sqeezing and releasing just as you would a child.

Her hand covered mine and I soon heard the heavy breathing of sleep finding her.

 

[Alan]

Well, you two have been getting me all hot and bothered! As an non-American living in the US, I can spot an American at least 100mm away when they are in another country. Having said that, don't we have to educate them? You are doing a great job telling about female sexuality. It doesn't stop with the borders of the US!

I'm going to have to take my pants, etc. off to continue --- I hope you don't mind me interupting.