10 comments/ 65736 views/ 12 favorites Winter Love By: O2 Winter on the Oregon coast is the most spectacular time for romance. The storms roll in over the dark blue waters and the surf pounds the sand creating phosphorescence in the crashing waves. Viewing from a warm hotel room with a fire glowing in a fireplace with a special someone makes one become romantic and introspective. The two women hardly knew each other. Julia and Leslie's husbands had socialized at the local gun club; becoming hunting buddies each fall for the past five years, leaving their wives alone and at home for two weeks at a time. The women knew each other by name but had never spent time together like their husbands had. They had exchanged phone numbers and locations just in case an emergency arose and they needed to get in touch with a spouse. Julia in her late 40's was a brunette with a touch of grey. She was in great shape, working out at her gym at least 3 times a week for the past five years. This was due mostly to her daughters encouraging her during their high school sports years. Her two grown daughters' one in college the other graduated and starting her own life encouraged her to keep fit; attending aerobics classes with her and walking outside on nice days. She had mixed emotions regarding the departure of her daughters from her "nest". On one hand she was glad she finally had time to renew her relationship with her husband without having to worry about entertaining her daughters. While on the other hand she missed their enthusiasm and the daily recounting of their lives. Leslie was a bit younger in her mid 30's and childless. Not by choice, although she loved her husband he was unable to produce children. Instead they had a large piece of property and a couple of dogs, which she treated as if they were her children. She enjoyed her "free time" playing tennis and running. She didn't belong to a gym but from her svelte body one could never tell. Their husbands had won a free crabbing trip on the Oregon coast. Both women thought the trip would be a nice time to tag along and take advantage of their husband's absence shopping at the outlet stores in one of the larger coastal communities. The husband's charter boat left from a small coastal town that offered an Indian casino and several factory outlet stores that were famous for their deep discounts. The men weren't going too far outside the bay for their catch but they would be gone all day. The women had discussed their plans with their husbands and all four thought it would make a great trip. The bounty of Dungeness crabs they had hoped to catch would make for a great main dish at their New Year's Eve party the following week. They arrived at the hotel in separate cars just after lunch, each couple went to their respective room, unpacked and relaxed. They had agreed to meet for dinner at one of the local seafood restaurants along the strand around six p.m. that evening. After relaxing and strolling along the beach, taking in the wonderful salt air of the evening they each in turn showered, dressed and left for the "date". The women were dressed nicely they each had bodies that would have looked good on women ten years their junior. Their husbands didn't always appreciate that fact, having been married for a few years leads one into a sense of complacency with ones partner. They were cordial to each other not having socialized before, finding common interests to make conversation while their husbands talked hunting and fishing. They each had decided to relax and let the men take control of the evening since they would be spending the next day getting to know each other while shopping and perhaps a bit of gambling at the local casino. The conversation during dinner was light until the men had a glimpse of a young woman who had walked in to meet her boyfriend for dinner. The conversation abruptly turned to her body with the men getting "shame on you" glances from their respective wives. The women shrugged it off as alcohol induced but each had seen the other eyeing the girl and staring a bit longer than normal for a woman who only has eyes for her man. They each kept this thought to themselves as the night wore on. Since the husband's charter boat left at 5 am the next day they all decided to call it a night and get to bed early. The wives agreed to meet around 9 am. They could sleep in and still get to the stores when they opened at 10 am. The couples said their good nights back at the hotel and retired to their rooms. The wives embraced each other holding on a bit longer than each would have thought normal but somehow it seemed natural to them. They looked into each other's eyes; something they saw deep inside the other made them each wonder. They looked at each other as they parted, knowing something wasn't normal but not knowing exactly what. It was a pleasant feeling each woman had experienced before, a long time ago back in college. Upon returning to their rooms each couple went through their normal bedtime routines and quickly fell asleep. A 4 am wake-up call came very quickly. The husbands tried not to wake their wives but, being in an unfamiliar place they fumbled around and made a bit too much noise. The women knowing they could just sleep in after their husbands had left just rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. Unfortunately, there was a full moon out which tended to shine in the room through the sliding glass doors looking out over the ocean. Even with the curtains closed it still shone through and into the room. The husbands finally got dressed kissing their wives good-by and wishing them a good day shopping. Good byes were mumbled by the sleepy wives and quick kisses exchanged. The husbands met in the hotel hallway and went off fishing. About 6 am the older woman heard a knock on her door. She had been unable to return to a deep sleep and had been lying watching the ocean bathed in the light of the full moon through a narrow opening in the curtain. She was feeling very romantic and wishing her husband was there to enjoy the morning with her. For a few brief instant she reflected back on her embrace with the other woman. Something about her she couldn't get out of her mind. She had felt the same thing back during her years at college. There she had discovered a part of her that enjoyed the company and touch of another girl. She had a brief but loving affair with a sorority sister during her junior year. Those pleasant thoughts along which included the girl at dinner plus the woman next door had kept her awake since her husband left a couple of hours earlier. She decided it was silly to just lay there so she got up and put on her kimono, and lit a fire in the gas fireplace. The knocking persisted; she got up and asked sleepily who it was. "It's me Leslie, I'm sorry to wake you" "That's ok, I was up, please come in" Julia answered She opened the door and Leslie stood there. She was dressed in a light blue terry cloth robe. Julia couldn't tell what she was wearing underneath. She smelled amazingly wonderful as if she had just stepped out of the shower. Julia invited her in wondering what the problem could be. "Is everything alright?" Julia inquired. Julia was clothed in her kimono, drawn closed at the waist. She had been sleeping in an old tee shirt and her panties. The room was pleasantly warm due to the fire Julia had started just before the knock at her door. "Yes, everything is fine I think" Leslie reluctantly replied. "What do you mean? You don't seem so sure" Julia motioned her in and closed the door behind her. She noticed Leslie's legs through the robe's slightly loose front. Watching her walk past and taking in Leslie's wonderful aroma Julia took a deep breath and let out a very soft moan. Leslie thought she heard something but didn't mention anything and quickly walked into the main portion of the hotel room. "I see you lit your fireplace, they are very nice and cozy this time of year" Leslie stood in front of the fireplace and warmed her hands and then her back. "One of the nice things about these rooms, besides the view." "Yes, I tried to get back to sleep after John left but with the moon out I just decided to light a fire and become introspective until I felt sleepy again. So what's the problem?" Julia asked with a bit of concern in her voice. Then she motioned to the kitchenette, "Would you like some coffee?" Julia was actually glad Leslie came over. She had been thinking about their embrace earlier and was trying to think of a reason she felt so electrified by Leslie's touch. It was a feeling she hadn't had in quite some time. She had laughingly felt like she was back in college and had done something wicked yet very nice. Leslie moved over and sat on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed revealing her trim and somewhat muscular legs. She realized they were peaking out from under her robe but wanted to see if Julia would notice. She had felt the same electricity Julia had felt and wanted to see if there was more to it than just her imagination. "Well this may be silly but I was worried about the guys, and yes coffee would be nice. Thank you" Leslie smiled at Julia. Julia had noticed Leslie's long shapely legs she stood there trying not to stare hoping Leslie wouldn't notice. They looked so nice, tanned, well toned. She went into the kitchenette and started to make some coffee. "So what exactly were you worried about Leslie?" Julia inquired while she poured the cheap hotel coffee into the coffee maker. "Well, with that storm last I was worried about the boat cap-sizing or something." Leslie tried to look concerned while sneaking glances at Julia's snugly fitting kimono. "It's silly I know, they aren't going way out on the water are they?" "Oh, I've been watching the ocean since John left. That storm that was predicted to come in probably broke up. Look out the sliding glass. What a great morning this is going to be." Julia walked back in with two cups of coffee. She handed Leslie one and took a small sip of hers. "Sorry if the coffee isn't quite like Starbucks, but what do you expect for a hotel." Julia spoke as she smiled and handed the cup to Leslie. Their hands met as the cup was passed. That electricity struck again. They each stopped for a brief second, wondering if the other would do or remark about what she felt. "Oh, I'm sorry did you want cream or sugar?" Julia remarked. Leslie thanked Julia and took a brief sip. "No thanks Julia this is fine, I'm not a big coffee gourmet" Leslie admitted. The younger woman slowly walked over to the sliding glass door. Gazing out she drank slowly again. "This isn't bad coffee, are you sure it came from the hotel?" Leslie said as she smiled and had another sip. Julia walked up next to Leslie's side looking out the door at the surf pounding on the shore. The moon was still barely above the western horizon. Its beams reflected off the crashing waves. "Lovely isn't it? And thank you for the compliment" Julia was barely audible as she stood next to Leslie. "Yes, and I'm sorry I woke you. I really wasn't too concerned about the guys. Jim and I had a small argument before going to sleep last night. I know you should never go to bed mad but I couldn't get over how he drooled over that girl back at the restaurant." Leslie was beginning to open up to Julia. She took another sip and turned to talk to Julia face to face. Looking for a place to set her cup down Leslie reached just past Julia; brushing against her with her arm, not being convenient she withdrew and took another sip. Again, that feeling of anticipation came over them both. "He embarrassed me talking about that girl especially in front of you and John" Leslie confessed to Julia. "Oh, don't worry about it. John was talking like he was back in high school and I think the drinks had something to do with that. She was exquisite, I loved those heels she was wearing they really emphasized her calves. I wish I could wear those still. What were they five inches? I'm sure it was the wine talking. My daughters are probably close to her age, she was nice to look at but there's something to be said for a woman with a touch of experience, don't you think?" Leslie was stunned, she noticed Julia's sly grin as she stood there trying to absolve the men's actions. But, Leslie knew Julia was right, the girl was delicious but she didn't realize Julia had looked at her the same way the men had. That made Julia more intriguing to Leslie. "Yes, at least 5 inches I'm surprised she didn't get a nose bleed. And yes, experience is definitely a plus but, you have to admit she was stunning" Leslie was beginning to say something else when Julia who was staring out the door suddenly pointed and said,"Oh Leslie, did you see that?" Leslie hadn't been looking out the door she had been paying attention to Julia wondering what point she was trying to make about the young woman. Julia put her coffee down on the table; her hand gently caressed Leslie's terry clothed rear end. She pointed out over the water. "There just past the break water I swore I saw a whale surface." Julia exclaimed. Leslie didn't see what Julia was talking about. "Just past the surf." Julia stretched her arm out and Leslie laid her face softly against it looking past Julia's manicured fingers. Julia's other hand slowly and gently caressed Leslie's rear end. Both women felt a tingle; butterflies were fluttering in their tummies. They both heard the other softly moan. "No, I didn't see it" Leslie softly whispered. "Ok, maybe there's too much reflection in the glass." Julia grabbed Leslie's coffee and set it down next to her own. She slowly walked to the other side of the room switched off the light. Neither woman had noticed but their sashes on their robes had started to loosen. Julia came back to Leslie and stood next to her. Julia's hand returned to Leslie's firm cheek as Leslie looked out over the water again. Julia placed her head next to Leslie's shoulder and raised her other arm to point out over the ocean. The warmth from the fireplace and the coffee had begun to warm the two of them or at least that's what they thought. The moonlight was streaming in and in conjunction with the waves crashing on the beach made a very romantic setting. Julia whispered, "Is that better?" Leslie replied, "Yes it is much better. Now where did you see that whale?" "Just beyond the breakers, Grey whales migrate this time of year but I didn't think they would come in that close." Julia stated, with her hand still firmly planted on Leslie's rear end. "I wish we had some binoculars." Leslie softly spoke. Julia slowly massaged Leslie's cheeks wondering if she had stepped over a boundary. The terry cloth robe didn't flatter Leslie's tush but Julia could feel it was firm and Leslie didn't seem to mind the attention. Leslie's face came closer to Julia's. Julia continued to point as Leslie's face aligned with Julia's arm once more. "Just out beyond the surf, out past those rocks that the waves are crashing on now." Julia whispered into Leslie's ear. Her warm sweet breath gave Leslie goose bumps. "Here let me stand behind you and guide your eyes" Julia suggested. "That might be better, I'd love to go out and whale watch sometime they are magnificent creatures." Leslie waited for Julia to stand behind her. She was thinking Julia had something more in mind but wasn't quite sure. Leslie changed back to the subject of the girl last night. "So, did you notice what the guys were mostly interested in with that girl last night?" Julia was standing behind Leslie guiding her head in the direction of the whales. "Yes, a firm body and those breasts, not to mention her legs." Leslie sighed a bit when she said breasts. "She wasn't shy about her cleavage at all." Julia caught the sigh as Leslie said breasts. "Before I had the girls my breasts were as nice as hers. Breast-feeding and age does that to one" Julia continued to point Leslie's attention out the door. "No, she wasn't shy at all but when I was her age I wasn't either" Julia placed her right hand around Leslie's waist from behind "Let me point again, that whale might still be out there, I'll line my eye up so you can see. Just look right down past my fingertip again" Leslie relaxed with Julia's grip; she could feel Julia's warm breath on her neck. She enjoyed being in Julia's arms, wondering what Julia was feeling. Julia had noticed the loose sash on Leslie's robe; she nonchalantly started to loosen it more, hoping it might come undone without Leslie noticing it. Julia had noticed Leslie's body when they had first met several years ago at a gun club function. She was determined now to see what Leslie was wearing under the robe, if anything at all. Leslie thought she felt Julia's hand trying to undo her robe sash; she smiled to herself and let Julia slowly loosen it. Leslie was thinking the same thing Julia was, wondering what Julia was wearing under her kimono. The electricity she had felt when they touched wasn't her imagination. She took a deep breath and gazed down Julia's arm. Leslie moaned softly as Julia fumbled with the robe. Julia could feel Leslie relaxing, slowly melting in her arms. Leslie reached down with her hand and quietly helped the sash fall away. Her robe opened slightly and Julia's hand found Leslie's tummy. "I think I see what you were looking for now" Leslie quietly told Julia. Julia smiling she whispered back "You do?" "Yes, just a bit further, I was looking at the wrong spot I think" Leslie moaned slightly as she answered Julia. "I think its further south now, I mean further out to sea" Leslie said wanting to be sure they were both thinking the same thing. Julia's hand moved up Leslie's stomach, she gently brushed the bottoms of Leslie's breasts with the tops of her fingers. "Oh, can you see it now?" Julia asked as she lowered her raised arm and placed it around Leslie's waist. "Yes I definitely feel, I mean see it." Leslie had reached her breaking point. Julia's touch had overcome any doubts she had in her mind about what was going on. Leslie turned slowly in Julia's arms, looking her in the eyes Leslie whispered. "I don't think the whales are going to be surfacing until later. Shall we occupy ourselves till then?" with that statement Leslie kissed Julia full on the lips and wrapped her hands around Julia's waist. Julia met Leslie's embrace and purred with delight. Julia had guessed correctly and now she would get to explore her passions for another woman again. They embraced and kissed for quite some time. Looking into each other's eyes and exploring their bodies through their robes. Julia's hands slipped under Leslie's loosened robe and brushed Leslie's breasts. Leslie moaned with delight as she felt the warm soft touch of Julia pass over her now hard nipples. Julia continued to explore Leslie's perfect breasts; placing her thumb over each nipple massaging it and feeling them hard as small pebbles. Julia gently tugged and pulled on Leslie's nipples alternating between pinching and massaging them with the palm of her hand. Leslie closed her eyes and let Julia take her to a place she hadn't been in quite some time. They both knew this morning was going to be something they would treasure for quite some time. Julia kissed Leslie's anxious lips, their tongues exploring and twisting together. Julia slipped her hands up under Leslie's robe and began to remove it from her. Leslie had started to feel for Julia's robe's sash. When she realized what Julia was doing she stopped fumbling and helped Julia slip the robe off her shoulders and down to the floor. Leslie stood there for a brief moment, a bit embarrassed but not really caring. Julie gazed at Leslie's naked body. Leslie had two milky white triangles where her bikini covered her mature full breasts. Julie sighed and leaned into Leslie, taking one extremely hard nipple between her lips and sucking on it. Her hands cupped Leslie's breasts as she devoured them. Moving back and forth she made sure each breast had equal time, which didn't upset Leslie at all. Winter Love The sun warmed August. He welcomed the change after the days of dark clouds and frigid temperatures. He could see the change was welcome for Giselle, too. They both enjoyed exploring through walks and drives; the winter pall had helped short-circuit their outings. While August and Giselle were known to venture to the shore to watch storm surges, they preferred the long, warm days of summer. Today, the unseasonal warmth raised August's spirits. He sat under a dormant apple tree in their garden, leaning against the trunk, and gazing at the fierce blue of the sky. Giselle moved between the bare canes of the raspberry bushes, pruning back the old growth to prepare them for spring. She wore a faded green t-shirt with holes in the armpits. The fabric was thin and the lines of her bra straps were clear. Her jeans were an indeterminate gray-blue, faded from years of washing. Ragged holes in the legs and butt gave August peeks of smooth skin. He felt his penis relax and swell, his testicles tighten slightly. He could feel the warmth of the sun through his pants. August closed his eyes as he continued to grow. He imagined a formless goddess giving him head, wrapping his cock in a sunlit mouth. August opened his eyes. His wife was leaning over, the neck of her t-shirt hanging open. Her hair hung on either side of her head, creating a tunnel into her shirt. He watched her cleavage shift as her breasts moved. They weren't porn star breasts that defied gravity. They were a mature woman's breasts that had nursed two children and been part of a life-long battle with weight. They were honest breasts that sagged when they were free; they were crossed with stretch marks from pregnancy and cycles of obesity. He loved Giselle's breasts. He moved his hand toward his crotch to masturbate, but stopped, thinking. August had no problem with Giselle as a sexual partner and she enjoyed being the focus of his sexual energy. But she had a streak of conventionality that grew stronger as they got older. He remembered when she had no problem nude sunbathing in the backyard. Now she was content with showing a bit of thigh through torn jeans. "You look great today." Giselle looked up. Her pools-of-blue eyes crinkled with her smile. "I feel good today. The sun feels great." "Hmm. Why not take off your shirt and feel it a little more?" Giselle snorted. "I think I know what you want me to feel, August." "God, yes. Doesn't it just want to take off your clothes? The sun feels great on my cock and I'm wearing pants, for crying out loud." Giselle shook her head. "You can be so vulgar." August raised his eyebrows. "Tell me you haven't thought about feeling this sunlight naked?" "Yeah. I guess." She looked at the garden. "It probably wouldn't feel real good to garden naked, though." "I dunno. You could garden, we could have sex, and you could garden some more before we have sex again." "Of course." "I'll go first." August rose and pulled off his own ratty t-shirt. When he moved to unbutton his pants, Giselle scoffed. "Yeah, right. You don't have the nerve." August dropped his pants to his ankles and pushed down his underwear. He was erect. "Really?" Without thinking, August grabbed his cock and stroked it slowly. "Now you." "I never said I was going to take off my clothes. That was all you, buddy." Giselle glanced at her husband's erection. "But if you really want to have sex, let's go inside." August's pupils dilated and his nostrils flared as he breathed. He wanted to have sex with his wife, now. "Out here. In the sun. Like when we first met." "Are you sure? What if the neighbors see?" "Let them see. Let them watch. You're a beautiful woman and I'm a stud to be able to bang you." She laughed. "Your fucking ego," she said. "Come here, stud." August moved to stand next to Giselle. He looked down at her, meeting her eyes, and stroked her hair. It was warm and alive in his fingers. Single strands of silver hairs were mixed with her auburn. They were getting older, together, and he was again struck by how fortunate he was to have her in his life. "I love you, Giselle." He could see her eyes crinkle again, but he could see her flush as well. She engulfed his cock in her mouth. He closed his eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun and Giselle's mouth. She pressed the underside of his erection with her tongue, lending more warmth and moisture. He guided his wife's head, keeping her motion slow. She was his goddess made flesh. Giselle took him deep, seeming to swallow him whole. He felt like she was trying to push his cock into her stomach before she pulled back and release him. August tried to pull her head back down onto his cock, but Giselle resisted. "Let's go inside." "No, out here." August pulled Giselle to her feet. He pulled her t-shirt up. He slid his hands over her pale skin and brought her close to him. She wrapped her arms around him and they found each other's mouths. It was easy to kiss Giselle. He loved to kiss her. Her lips were soft, her breath hot. She liked to use her lips to gently stroke his, first his top lip and then the bottom. He flicked his tongue along her mouth, search for her tongue. She briefly licked back, their tongues rubbing ever so quickly in their own embrace. Just kissing her could bring him to erection. He never needed anything more than the closeness of her body and the taste or her mouth. Pressed against Giselle's jeans, August felt himself leak seminal fluid. Giselle looked out of the garden and down the driveway. August smiled "Don't worry. Nobody'll come up the driveway. We'll hear them first, anyway." He slid his hands under her shirt and felt the softness of her skin. He wanted to wrap her around himself out here under the sky and sun, with nothing between them. He could feel her begin to develop goose bumps as he lifted her shirt away from her breasts and the winter air flowed. Giselle's nipples hardened under her bra. "I want to rip this shirt off you, babe. It's destroyed anyway and right now you have no business being remotely dressed," he said. Giselle leaned her head on his shoulder, lips lightly pressed to his neck, as she lightly wrapped her arms around him. He felt her breath play along his skin. "Do it, baby," she said. "Put your money where your mouth is. Rip it." August poked his fingers into the holes near her nipples and rubbed them softly. He worked the tips into the tears until the shirt was around his first knuckle. Then he pulled the fabric in opposite directions. The old T-shirt split with barely any resistance. He grabbed more fabric in his fists and continued to pull until the shirt was a ragged ring that he let fall to Giselle's ankles. "Oh, god," she said. She licked his ear, running her tongue from the bottom of his lobe to the top and spiraling inward. August closed his eyes and leaned into her. He unhooked her bra and dropped it to the ground before he cupped his hands under her tits. Her breasts filled his hands, familiar soft weights that settled into the contours of his palms. His thumbs found her nipples, nubs so erect they pulled at her aureoles. He flicked them back and forth, listening to her breathing. Then he pinched them between thumb and forefinger. "Do that again, August. Pinch my nipples again." August pinched them harder. Giselle whimpered softly. He bent and sucked a nippled into his mouth. He sucked hard, using his tongue to play with her. As he sucked on her breast, he found the waistband of her jeans and opened her fly. She hummed to herself, gripping his head to her breast. As he pushed her jeans down, she wriggled her hips to help them slide over her hips. She stepped out of her pants even as he shifted to the second nipple. She lifted her breast to his mouth so he could leave his hands free to begin to explore between her legs. Giselle loved August's slow method of arousing her. He made sure to excite her with gentle, delicate movements along her pussy's lips. He let her feel them swell and her moisture begin to flow. He let her enjoy the slow, but steady, build in pleasure. She loved him for his patience. He might be taking control, but he was taking his time. His hands were sure. She kissed the top of August's head, smelling his perspiration and shampoo. He was right that the sun felt great on her bare skin. Her concerns about being seen having sex faded as her desire and comfort increased. This was August. And then she felt him slip a finger inside her. August started slow, sliding in and out with the same gentle motion he used on her labia and clit. Coupled with the situation, Giselle felt herself break through a threshold of pleasure. Warmth spread outward from her womb and down her legs, covering August's hand. He continued to stroke her for a moment as she shuddered, arms wrapped around his neck to help her stand. Then he pulled her down to the grass. Somewhere in her afterglow, Giselle heard the tires on dirt and gravel, but she didn't break her focus from August's face as he held himself above her, angling his hips to enter her. August heard the truck, but he didn't care. They could watch, whoever they were, or they could fuck off. He was going to fuck his wife and nothing short of actually being beaten with a stick was going to stop him. At the edge of his awareness, he noted that the truck stopped on the driveway at the edge of the garden. August thrust himself inside Giselle. He felt her fingernails dig into his back. The harder she gripped him, the harder he thrust into her. Then he heard her growl, followed by a harsh grunt. She dragged her nails across his back, leaving long angry red welts. She hooked her legs to his and pulled him into her, adding her leverage to his hard fucking. Giselle scratched his back again, sending flares of pain through his head in a delicious mix with his lust. They stared into each other's eyes as they fucked, unaware of the wordless noises they were making. And then he felt her orgasm break through again and his cock was flooded by her moisture. Her grunts and growls turned to whimpers and gasps. He steadily thrust, enjoying watching his wife appear powerless in the hold of her own lust. He could feel himself begin to swell, even as Giselle began to cum again. She wrapped herself around him even tighter, arms and legs clenching him as she again shuddered and writhed, ejaculating on his cock. August thrust one last time inside Giselle as he orgasmed. He lost his awareness of anything other than his release inside her. Giselle lay in the grass, eyes closed, with August slumped on top of her. She sighed and stroked his hair. Even exposed outside, she felt safe with her husband. And then she remembered the sound of tires on dirt and gravel. "August?" "Yeah, babe?" His voice was muffled in her shoulder and hair. "Did somebody drive by while we were having sex?" He lifted his head and looked at her. Then they both looked at the driveway. Parked in the middle of the driveway was her cousin's green Dodge. He was leaning out the window, chin resting on his arm. He was impassive behind his dark sunglasses. When he saw them looking at him, he smiled. "Great show, guys. Good job." He gave them a thumbs up before shifting the truck into drive and heading past. Giselle buried her face in her hands. "This is not good. We need to get dressed before he comes back." With that, she pushed August off her and scurried to find her discarded clothes. She couldn't remember when she first heard his truck. She had no idea how long her cousin had been watching, but she was mortified that he'd seen the finale. "What am I going to say, August? He's going to come down here. You said nobody would come up the driveway, that we would hear them first." August shrugged as he tugged on his pants. "Offer him coffee and a muffin? Talk about the weather. After all, it's a beautiful day." Winter Love Ch. 02 Leslie wasted no time and slipped down to Julia's warm full breasts, her lips encircled each nipple in turn and gently tugged at them as she nursed. Julia was in heaven; her hands kneaded Leslies' hair as Leslie enjoyed giving Julia the same pleasure Julia had just given her. Her tongue encircled each areola slowly and left small traces of her warm saliva on them. Engulfing each glorious breast, she tugged gently with her teeth on Julia's nipples, smiling to herself as she heard the delight in Julia's moans. Teasing and tasting Julia's breasts pleased Leslie, she marveled at the way they felt in her mouth, so soft and supple. The hard nipples offered a bit of contrast along with the tiny bumps of Julia's areola to the soft smooth flesh of Julia's breast. With each delicious moan, Leslie became more aroused with her new lover. She made sure each breast received equal attention as she cupped and squeezed each one with her warm soft hands pressing them into her lips. Looking up and smiling at Julia, Leslie left her twin loves and slipped down Julia's body, kissing and licking her fragrant skin as she went. She paused just below Julia's belly button and marveled at Julia's lovely trimmed mound that led down to a honey pot of sweet nectar. She placed her fingers over the velvety smooth hair and slowly stroked the dark black carpet. She sat there marveling at beauty of it, trimmed and manicured so soft and lovely. Noticing a few sparse grey hairs, she smiled at how young Julia's body looked and felt. Never having a lover older than herself, she was glad Julia had invited her into the room. She leaned down and softly kissed it, enjoying the feel of the hairs on her lips. Rising above it, she blew her warm breath on it and noticed a slight shimmer as the light reflected off the moisture from her mouth. Julia shuddered with anticipation as Leslie paid homage to her handy work with scissors and razor. Leslie began to work her mouth between Julia's triangle of delight, kissing and licking as she headed further south. She teased Julia's thighs with her tongue and lips while continuing to massage Julia's tummy and breasts with her hands. Julia couldn't believe what she was feeling; she spread her legs further as she placed her hands on Leslie's, helping her massage her own breasts. Leslie slowly moved her tongue in circular motions as massaged the calves of Julia's legs, now bent at the knees on either side of her. Leslie, encouraged by Julia's aid became more enthusiastic as she moved up to Julia's vagina from her taut thighs. She slipped her tongue over the moist folds and lovingly kissed them. She then blew her warm breath on Julia's lips and slid her tongue between the soft opening. Julia gasped as she felt the warm moist tongue enter her. Leslie discovered Julia's special spot with her tongue and focused her attention there. The older woman buckled and writhed with pleasure as her new love took her beyond any level of ecstasy she had known recently. Julia's hands flailed above her head reaching for something to latch onto as she began to feel the tongue of Leslie caress her swollen clit. Julia gripped the bed and held on as she peaked with the first wave of orgasmic pleasure. Leslie continued playing while Julia thrashed about the bed, her intensity increasing as she felt Julia responding to her. Her hands continued moving over Julia's tummy, feeling her muscles contract and release as her tongue explored Julia's delicious pussy. Lapping up the sweet fluids Leslie rolled her tongue and slid it in and out of Julia. She kept changing the shape and movement as she brought Julia into her control, releasing her when she approached climax only to take her back with the next motion of her tongue. After bringing her to the edge four or five times Leslie brought her hands under Julia's cheeks, lifting her up and concentrating on her lovely swollen clit. Leslie slowed, sensing Julia's heightened passion and let Julia enjoy the wave that swept over her. Panting and trying to catch her breath, Julia looked down at her lover and smiled. Her body quaked with the vibrations of her orgasm, like the peeling of a bell it rang through her body as it slowly diminished. She crawled back up to Julia and kissed her tenderly. They lay there whispering how much they enjoyed the attention they each received as they took their turns kissing each other's faces. Julia brushed Leslie's hair back off her face and softly kissed her wet cheeks. Smiling at each other, they knew this was a very special union. "That was delicious, Leslie." Julia sighed as she held her new lover close. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." Leslie smiled, as her hand kneaded Julia's breast and flicked her nipple playfully. "I could stay here all day my love." Julia responded as she continued kissing the face of the woman who had just stole her heart. "I'd love that, I do so love pleasing you Julia." Leslie quietly told her. With a sigh, they both lay there touching and gently kissing each other. Eventually they both closed their eyes, snuggling closely and fell asleep. The two lovers slowly awoke from their nap, gazed at each other, and softly kissed again. Julia sighed as she suggested they take a shower and get on with their day. Leslie playfully protested; her whimpers followed by giggles. They both had shopping they wanted to do and despite the joy of discovering each other, they needed to get out of the room. Julia had a Jacuzzi tub in her suite; they reluctantly crawled out of bed and wandered to the bathroom. Leslie turned the water on and checked it periodically to be sure it wasn't too hot. They caressed each other in passing, smiling as they got the various toiletries provided by the hotel together. They needed to be away from the room so that the housekeepers could change the sheets. Their husbands had no clue as to their desires and they wanted to keep it that way for the time being. The Jacuzzi tub was nice, they explored a bit more as they washed and rinsed themselves off. Each woman enjoying the loving attention bestowed upon her by the other. They marveled at the wonderful slick feeling of soap on their skin as they let their cares and troubles flow off their sleek bodies and down the drain. Julia got out first and waited for Leslie with towel in her hands. She carefully patted her new love dry as she kissed the delicately scented skin that matched her own. Leslie returned the favor, each becoming slightly aroused once again but frustrated knowing they had to leave the room. Julia dressed as Leslie sat on the bed and talked to her. They discussed the various stores they wanted to shop at and the various items they wanted to buy. Christmas was on its way and they both had planned this as a shopping trip, not a love fest. Julia slipped into some fresh panties and bra then donned her jeans, a sweater and her hiking boots. When that task was complete, they straightened up the room. Making sure there wasn't any evidence of anything-improper left behind, they went next door to Leslie's suite. It was Julia's turn to watch as Leslie donned her jeans, boots and flannel shirt. They didn't know what to expect from the weather but knew it was going to be a cold day outside. They checked the rooms to be sure they didn't leave any valuables then they headed out to the Factory Outlet stores. The sky had remained a slate grey even during the late morning and the women looked out over the ocean wondering if their husbands were enjoying their trip as much as they had so far. The salt air from the sea and the pounding of the surf reminded each of them the seduction Leslie experienced earlier that morning at the lusty hands of Julia. Leslie prodded Julia as the walked out to their car pointing at the waves and giggling. "Look a Humpback!" Leslie joked pointing out over the water. Julia burst into laughter as she looked out to sea and then realized it was a joke. She hugged Leslie and whispered, "Well, we know it wasn't a Sperm Whale." Leslie cringed at that pun and unlocked Julia's car door shaking her head in disbelief. "I'm sorry, Leslie I just couldn't help that." Julia smiled as she opened her door and got into the car. They headed to the Factory Outlet stores and spent the rest of the day shopping and getting to know each other better. Julia told Leslie all about her life, her philosophies and her insight as to how things worked in her world. Leslie reciprocated, telling Julia about her views of the world and her outlook on life. They discovered many similarities in their separate worlds, the major differences being Julia's age and her two grown daughters. They talked while shopping, complimenting each other on their purchases and styles. Over lunch, they talked more with Julia offered her thoughts on raising her two girls and their distinctly different personalities. Leslie was impressed and considered Julia a loving and caring mother from the goals her daughters had achieved and their accomplishments with their lives. Julia thought Leslie would enjoy meeting Margaret and Cynthia at some point and tucked that idea away in the back of her mind. After lunch, they finished shopping and went back to the hotel. Their husbands were due back not too long after and they wanted to meet them and see how their trip was. When the husbands finally returned the women gushed over how successful their husbands had been with all the crabs they had netted. Each raved to her respective husband how wonderful their day went and that probably they would be spending more time together in the future, shopping and becoming better friends. The husbands were delighted and thought that their plan had worked remarkably well. They remained clueless as to their wives intimate morning and the women delighted that the weekend went so well and their husbands were happy and safely back home. The couples retired to their respective rooms and relaxed with their spouses, recounting their shopping and lunch experiences as their husbands told of their adventures on the high seas. The crabs they caught were packed in ice chests in the trunk of the car and would be divided up the following morning when they departed for home. After a brief nap and some intimacy with their respective husbands, they bathed and dressed for another evening out to dinner. They all enjoyed a lovely star filled evening, the storm front had come and gone during the day and the night revealed the other wonderful part of the Oregon coast night sky. A partial moon and ink black sky filled with the twinkling diamonds that inspire poems and love. The couples bid each other an early good night and went their separate ways. Both Julia and Leslie thought about the other but that didn't detract from the joy and love they felt when they were alone with their husbands. It had been a very beautiful weekend; they were satisfied mentally as well as physically. A sense of well being surrounded each room as the four friends each in their own way knew all was right in the world. The following morning brought a bit of sadness that the trip was over, but the abundant amount of crab and the gifts purchased partially made up for it. The new friendship Julia and Leslie had discovered was just beginning, they had new areas to discover about each other and many more secrets to share as they became closer and more intimate friends. ********************************************** The drive home was uneventful; the clouds had returned and followed our lovers west as they headed back to their respective nests. During the week, Julia and Leslie talked on the phone to coordinate their schedules but to no avail. The holiday season was underway, with all the various activities that surrounded each family, meeting and spending the day together just wasn't feasible. They talked on the phone and discussed their various holiday decorations and ideas they had about gifts for loved ones, the stores they frequented along with places to dine. The holidays went by quickly, not giving either of our lovers' time to think about what pleasures they were missing. Leslie and her husband went skiing in central Oregon. They enjoyed fresh crisp powder as they shushed and hiked among the trees, so brilliantly flocked white by Mother Nature. Julia spent time with her family; her daughters spent the Christmas holiday at home with her. They were up bright and early reminiscent of their childhood years. They giggled as they opened presents sitting around the tree, beaming with joy with each new surprise. Julia and John watched; sipping coco and snuggling together as their two grown girls acted as if they were toddlers again. After the holiday furor died down, they discovered a time and place to meet and have lunch. It wasn't until mid January that they finally had free time to spend together. Julia knew a nice restaurant near a boutique they both had shopped at and decided to meet there. The day started out cold, crisp and clear. One of those January days that look warm and wonderful from indoors but chill you to the bone once you step out into the air. The kind that makes your lungs ache from the clean cold air as it rushes inside you with every breath. They both looked up at the sky at their separate locations and were thankful it wasn't raining. Julia; bundled up in her knee high leather boots, wool plaid wrap skirt and a beige turtleneck sweater looked like an ad from L.L. Bean, her hair tied back loosely in a ponytail. Leslie on the other hand wore a more casual outfit, jeans, hiking boots and an apricot fleece pullover. She brushed her hair and pinned it back with a couple of barrettes. They were both very anxious as they drove the few miles to their planned rendezvous. They arrived within minutes of each other at the restaurant; their eyes met as they walked toward each other just outside the entrance. Julia was the first to feel the sexual tension in the air, smiling she opened her arms to greet her lover. Leslie had similar thoughts racing through her head, she really wasn't in the mood to shop after lunch and had hoped Julia might be in the same mood. They hugged each other and that familiar spark of electricity shot though them. Julia softly nuzzled Leslie's cheek and whispered, "I've missed you." Leslie sighed, "I have too, my love." Separating, they gazed into each other's eyes once again, each longing to hold the embrace longer but not wanting to draw attention to themselves. Each uttered a soft collective sigh and they both knowingly looked at each other, their minds were in accord. They both giggled a bit as their sighs passed their lips in unison. They sat at a table near a window where they could view passers by on the street. It had been almost two months since the new lovers had seen each other and each yearned to renew the spark they had discovered at the coast. The server brought them menus and they began recounting the cute waitress at the coast that had sparked the hint of passion they both shared. Had it not been for that waitress and their common thoughts about her they might never had that wonderful morning. Just as they were about to order Julia's phone rang, it was her younger daughter Margaret. She wanted to talk and Julia didn't really want to listen. Julia remained polite not wanting to arouse any suspicion in her daughter that she was doing something that was not completely innocent with her new friend. She had a difficult time doing that as Leslie's hand found Julia's thigh, massaging it and tickling her causing Julia to giggle and interrupt her call. Margaret was wondering what was going on as Julia explained away her sudden burst of silliness. She excused herself and told her daughter she'd talk to her later when she could devote her full attention. Julia hung up and looked at Leslie as if she were a child misbehaving. They both smiled and let the moment pass, not wanting to ruin the mood. Their orders arrived as they finished their first glass of wine. As they dined, Julia would brush her knee against Leslie's leg. Leslie would acknowledge the touch with a sigh and a soft smile. They both would slip a hand to the other's leg squeezing and massaging as they ate. Their touches were becoming aroused but they didn't want to push it in such a public place. They kept trying to keep the conversation focused on their lives since they last saw each other. It was difficult at best, as Julia updated Leslie on her daughter's lives and what had been happening with her. They talked softly as they ate, anxious to leave but not wanting to push the inevitable but to let their passion build slowly. When they had finished their meal, Julia paid and they walked back out to the parking lot. Leslie had tried to pay but Julia insisted allowing Leslie to pay the next time. They were supposed to go shopping but the anticipation building within them wouldn't let them wait. They stopped midway to their cars and looked at each other, each sensing that shopping wasn't what they really wanted to do. Leslie finally broke the ice, "Julia, do you really want to go to the mall or would you rather…" Julia looked at her and grinned, "Sweetness, you know I'd rather…" "Well, David is away for a couple of days." She blushed; we could go to my house for, the afternoon." Julia smiled, "Race ya." They both laughed as each headed to their respective cars; soon they were parked and walking gingerly to Leslie's front door. As they entered, Leslie tossed her purse and keys aside and waited until Julia had set hers down, waiting to close the front door. Leslie's dogs came running up and then stopped suddenly upon seeing the stranger. They wagged their tails and slowly approached Julia sniffing the air. Julia stood still and waited until the dogs sniffed her and began wagging their tails wildly again recognizing her as a friend. She bent down and greeted them; they rubbed against her legs and then they ran off to find a toy or some other gift to bring the women to toss for them. Leslie closed the front door and then opened her arms wide to embrace her lover. They held each other, kissing and moaning into each other's mouths. The dogs returned and brushed against the two lovers begging them to play, but the two women didn't have "fetch" on their minds. The dogs became bored with the lack of attention and wandered back to their warm napping places. The bright January sun beaming through the front windows, they went back to sleep chasing rabbits in their dreams. Leslie finally had to catch her breath and they broke their embrace, "I loved lunch but I think our minds were elsewhere don't you?" She softly whispered to Julia. "Yes, I couldn't help but tease you under the table." Julia giggled. "Well, I think it worked, here we are and we have all afternoon, my love." Leslie smiled as she gently took Julia's hand and escorted her to the master bedroom. Julia had been to the house before but never into Leslie's boudoir. She delighted in the soft tones and comfortable look of the room. Leslie sat her down on the edge of the bed and kissed her softly on her lips, her hands gently caressing Julia's cheeks. She slowly backed away and began unbuttoning her fleece top. Julia sat back on her elbows and enjoyed Leslie's seductive sway as she teased her lover while removing her top. Julia watched as Leslie slowly unbuttoned the top and slipped the fleece off her shoulder and down her arms. She folded it neatly and placed it on the back of a chair. With that done, she walked over to Julia and placed her boot up on the bed next to Julia's seat, "Untie me please," she half-heartedly demanded. Julia complied with a raised eyebrow; Leslie switched feet and then kicked her shoes off towards the chair where she had hung her top. Standing directly in front of Julia in a very sheer lace bra, Leslie grinned as she unbuttoned her jeans and lowered the zipper. Her hands slipped to her waist as she wiggled her hips and removed the denim wrap that hid the legs Julia loved so much. Leslie stepped out of her jeans and stood there posed and trying to look alluring. She had made sure when she dressed earlier in the day that she wore some of her most intimate things just for this particular moment. Winter Love Ch. 02 Julia took a long look at Leslie and giggled. Leslie cocked her head and wondered why Julia was giggling. She had her most intimate apparel on and Julia was almost laughing at her. Then she realized she still had her socks on, long rainbow stripped hiking socks. Leslie was so embarrassed; Julia stood and walked to her, taking her into her arms. She brushed her lover on the cheeks with her lips and whispered, "You were sexy clothed my love, and you're just so much cuter with your socks on." Leslie melted into Julia's arms, holding the older woman tight; she looked up and kissed her again. The look she gave Julia reinforced the first thoughts she had about her lover. She could easily fall in love with Julia if she wasn't there already. She knew it could never actually be them alone together; Julia had her family and many years with a loving husband. Leslie had not quite as many years but loved her husband dearly and didn't want to think about the trauma and heartbreak a divorce would case. Regardless, she felt but wasn't sure Julia had the same feelings towards her. Julia loved feeling Leslie's warm body in her hands, she wondered what Leslie was thinking as they stood there holding each other gently embracing. She slowly let her lover go and looked into her eyes. "Leave the socks on sweetness, they are cute." Julia whispered. Leslie grinned and kissed Julia quickly; she stepped back and let Julia unhook her bra. Julia's eyes filled with hunger as she slowly let Leslie's lacey bra unfold and slip off her arms. Julia gently placed her fingertips just under Leslie's breasts. Leslie sighed as Julia slowly let her fingers circle the lower portions of each breast, barely touching Leslie's skin. She then used the tips of her fingernails to trace a line up to each solid deep reddish nipple, where she brushed them with her hard fingernail. Leslie blushed and goose bumps arose on her arms, she shivered a bit and looked up at Julia. Julia looked back at Leslie; she leaned in and made a slow swipe of Leslie's lips with the tip of her tongue. Leslie giggled, letting the bra drop to the floor then hopping onto the bed; she knelt back on her heels and waited anxiously for Julia to disrobe. Julia shook loose her hair from its confines in the ponytail. She grasped her turtleneck by the hem at her waist and slowly began to raise it over her head to remove it. Pulling the sweater up and over her head as she cleared her lovely head, static electricity cracked. She winced as her long dark hair followed the sweater off her head. She tossed it across the room to a waiting chair where it hung up on the arm. Her hair looked like she'd stuck her finger in a light socket making Leslie giggle. Julia straightened her hair and smiled trying not to look frazzled. She followed the sweater to the chair and sat down, bending forward to unclasp her bra. She reached up and flipped the clasp letting her breasts free. Leslie's heart raced as she saw Julia's nipples already anxious for her mouth. Her nipples were hard and erect, waiting for the feel of Leslie's warm wet mouth to engulf them. The bra slid off Julia's shoulders and down to the floor. Julia then crossed her legs at the ankles placing her toe of her left foot to the heel of her right, as Leslie grew anxious. Being impatient, Leslie hopped off the bed and quickly landed in front of Julia to help her slip off her boots. She took the heel of one boot as Julia sat back and stretched her leg out. Leslie smiled up at her and eased the boot off her foot. She repeated the same process for the other foot, and then sat back with her legs folded beneath her rear and tossed it to join its mate. She then grasped Julia's foot, massaging it and slowly working her way up Julia's wool covered ankle. Julia giggled as Leslie tickled her foot and ankle. Her hands felt good against Julia's smooth and shapely leg; she pinched her lover's sock; pulling it away from the skin and moved it seductively down the ankle and off her foot. Julia grinned with the delicate touch and attention to detail Leslie was showing. It was if this was part of their love making process and Leslie was performing a ritual prior to it. She took the same delicate steps to remove Julia's other sock and then sat back on her heels once more. Leslie loved the feel of Julia's bare ankles and feet in her hands. Her attention to Julia's feet were just a prelude to the attention she longed to give the rest of Julia's body. Julia stood up and unhooked her skirt; she looked down at Leslie letting the skirt crumple into a pile at her feet. Leslie rested her hands back behind her and looked up at Julia's thong panties, a definite dark area between her legs showed. Leslie grinned knowing that she has caused that reaction and knew her panties were the same way. Julia smiled gazing back down at Leslie; breasts pointed up towards her as Leslie rested on her hands. Julia stepped away from her skirt and held out her hands to Leslie. Grasping Julia's open palms, Leslie pulled herself up and back into the arms of her waiting lover. They held each other and kissed again, tongues playing as their hands felt the warm soft skin of their backs. Their breasts pressed together smothering each other in a pleasant mass. Leslie separated their lips and leaned into Julia's neck. With a soft brush of her lips on Julia's neck, she lowered her head to Julia's breast. She lovingly inhaled Julia's swollen nipple as she worked her hands down Julia's back and onto her bare cheeks. Julia sighed as Leslie helped herself, nuzzling Julia as if she were her child. Julia stood there; legs weakening as Leslie continued her slow baby-like suckling of her breast. "Leslie, you feel so wonderful there my love." Julia softly whispered. Leslie looked up and kissed Julia's lips again as she switched from one breast to the other. She continued playing with Julia's nipple; tugging and teasing it with her teeth. Her hands sliding up and down Julia's sides feeling the soft curves of her hips. Leslie continued her special attention to Julia's breasts as Julia closed her eyes and sighed. Leslie knew exactly what Julia loved and her loving touch took Julia to that wonderful level of euphoria that blocks all else from the mind. Julia tried to keep her balance, but her legs began to weaken as her lover continued suckling and massaging her willing body. Leslie felt Julia swaying and slowly eased her desire for Julia's beautiful breasts. She looked up and softly cooed, "Let's go to bed, shall we?" Julia could only nod; her mind was elsewhere still reveling in the bliss that Leslie had created. Leslie took Julia's hand and gently led her to the side of the bed. She then reached up and pulled the comforter and the sheets back away from the pillows. She eased Julia into her king-sized bed and snuggled up to her. Julia was slowly re-focusing on Leslie when suddenly the dogs bounded into the room. They whined and sat at the side of the bed looking up wanting to go outside. Leslie blushed and giggled, Julia laughed as the dogs sat there wagging their tails and whimpering. Leslie got up and headed out of the bedroom to let the dogs outside. She watched them run out into the backyard, sniff and do their thing. She let them back and spoke to them, "You ladies happy now? Let mommy play and I promise you a treat later on." The two golden retrievers wagged their tails seeming to understand as Leslie hurried back to Julia. They went back to their naps content once again. Julia had propped herself up with the pillows against the headboard of the bed during Leslie's absence. She thoroughly enjoyed the attention Leslie was giving her body. She began to wonder how far their relationship might go; already she liked Leslie as a friend. The intimacy of the bedroom was an added bonus, she enjoyed beyond measure. Leslie walked back into the room and slid back into bed next to Julia. She snuggled up placing her leg between Julia's and laying with her head perfectly positioned to return to her new favorite pastime. Leslie's sock covered feet felt funny against Julia's bare legs. Julia stroked Leslie's hair and brushed it away from her face removing the barrettes as Leslie's mouth returned to Julia's anxious breasts. Julia grinned and commented, "Are your babies better now?" Leslie stopped briefly, "Yes, the doggie door wasn't open; I made sure it was unlatched before I left them." Julia moaned with delight, massaging her lover and closing her eyes. She had been very close to climaxing when Leslie stopped and urged her to the bed. Now those delightful feelings returned coursing through her body. She returned to nurse, softly inhaling Julia once more. Her hand massaged Julia's body then crept down between Julia's open legs. It slipped between Julia's panties and her warm skin searching for that wonderfully soft patch of hair she remembered from their first morning. Julia's head sank back deeply into the pillows as Leslie's tongue flicked her areola teasing and rediscovering each little nuance. Julia was aching, her body wanted to explode with the pleasure Leslie was giving her. She twisted and turned as Leslie slipped her middle finger just below Julia's pubic hairs and between her lips. Julia gasped as the finger went directly to its target; her swollen clit was ready; warm secretions oozed over Leslie's finger. Leslie could sense Julia was ready, she kissed Julia's right breast one more time and then lifted her wrist to let Julia know it was time for the panties to go away. Julia raised her pelvis and waited as Leslie grabbed the soaked thong and slid it down to Julia's ankles. She then worked it off Julia and let it fall to the floor. Reluctantly leaving Julia's breasts, Leslie sat next to her lover. Her feet tucked under her she leaned in and placed her hands over Julia's tummy. Working her hands in a small circle, she eventually placed them between Julia's legs. Julia lay there in her renewed state of bliss as Leslie parted her legs and slid her hands up the insides of Julia's thighs. Moving to a better position between Julia's open legs, she placed her thumbs on the outside edges of Julia's outer lips and opened her slightly. She began massaging with the thumb of one hand as her fingers slipped below and brushed Julia's anus. Julia bit her lip and gasped at the new sensation. Her body shook as Leslie continued massaging both areas. When Julia was just on the cusp of her orgasm, Leslie lowered her face and slipped her tongue between Julia's folds, driving Julia over the edge. She shook violently as the orgasm overwhelmed her, thrashing about on the bed as each delicious ripple of pleasure coursed through her. Leslie sat back and watched with glee as Julia cried out her name and thanked her repeatedly. She loved pleasuring Julia; taking her to new heights each time, they had made love. She had never been as free with any other lover and Julia obviously enjoyed every second of it. Leslie knew at that moment she was in love with Julia, wanting to please her in so many more ways. Julia's orgasm was the most intense she had ever felt. Her breathing was rapid as she literally bounced on the bed from her twisting and thrashing. The waves slowly subsided and her heartbeat began to return to normal, slowly she opened her eyes and focused on the only person who had ever given her so much joy. Smiling at Leslie, she opened her arms, "I love you Leslie; that was amazing." Leslie smiled back and joined Julia's embrace. She felt so good holding Julia, safe and warm next to her. "I love you too Julia" Leslie whispered as she cuddled with her lover. Leslie rested her head just above Julia's breast; she could feel Julia's heartbeat loudly in her ear. She listened to it as it returned to its regular beat, matching Julia's breathing. Her fingers lightly brushing Julia's warm soft skin as she lay there and sighed. Closing her eyes, she knew all was right in her world. Julia lay there with her lover softly sighing against her breast. She brushed the hair away from Leslie's face and closed her eyes. Leslie's delicate caressing of her body felt so good as the warm afterglow of their passion slowly subsided within her. Julia thought about how she could incorporate Leslie more into her life without disrupting it. It wouldn't be hard to do; her husband had always wanted her to become closer to Leslie. She grinned, thinking this is a bit closer than he had imagined. She knew Leslie would get along with her daughters, they were grown women now and had many things I common with her new lover besides, her sex life was none of their business. The two lovers slowly drifted off to sleep, each dreaming of the wonderful times they would share together and how delicious things had worked out so far. Winter Love Ch. 03 This story, plot and characters are here with permission from the original author: WarmSoftRayne. I believe the twists and turns Julia and Leslie go through in this chapter and future ones will delight Rayne's fans. I appreciate the opportunity to work with Rayne and thank her for allowing me to continue the storyline. Chapter I: Julia and Leslie met intimately on a winter weekend at the Oregon coast. Chapter II: They met again to confirm their feelings for each other. * Chapter III After a brief nap, Julia gently woke Leslie by kissing her face, starting at the forehead and working her way to her lips. Leslie slowly opened her eyes, smiling at Julia. She reciprocated the last kiss, sighing as she hugged the older woman, nestling deep into her arms; Leslie felt she was exactly where she belonged. Julia enjoyed having Leslie close to her. It seemed as if Leslie abandoned all her cares and worries when she was in Julia's arms, just as her daughters had years before, as if Julia would protect her from the world. Julia thought of the many ways she could exploit that dependency, as if Leslie were hers to own, control, manipulate. Julia wouldn't do that though, as tempting as it might be. She had raised two daughters and was probably more dominant than Leslie. It mattered not; she loved Leslie differently than she loved her children. The lovers caressed each other as they both slowly came to full consciousness. Leslie slipped down Julia's neck, slowly kissing her way to Julia's breasts. This re-enforced the thought in Julia regarding Leslie as her child, suckling her breasts and feeling so needy. Although she enjoyed the attention and the feeling Leslie's lips and mouth evoked in her, she couldn't get the comparison out of her mind. She sighed with delight, closing her eyes and relaxing, her hands sensually exploring Leslie, letting her know how wonderful she was feeling with sighing and pleasurable moans. Leslie smiled to herself as she felt Julia's hands caress her skin. Julia's moans of abandon encouraged her to continue her efforts as she kissed between her breasts. Leslie had her own thoughts about her relationship with Julia. She realized she was enamored with her older lover and knew Julia could take advantage of that. If asked, she would do almost anything for her Julia; she just needed direction or guidance to go beyond merely pleasing her lover in bed. Her hand slipped down Julia's tummy as she nursed the nipple that felt so good between her lips, her fingers gently teasing Julia's mound. The soft yet stiff hairs felt comforting. As her fingers got closer to Julia's pussy, she could feel Julia stiffen and then relax, anticipating the touch between her legs. Julia enjoyed how Leslie slowly made love to her by taking her time and enjoying the journey. She made a slight hissing sound, sucking air past her lips when Leslie would come close to slipping her fingers inside, teasing her. The sound made Leslie intensify her love making. In the few times they had made love, they each had discovered touches that excited the other, each woman gently exploring and remembering the little nuances each enjoyed, building on those delights each time they made love. The first time they made love, Leslie discovered Julia had very sensitive breasts. She enjoyed suckling Julia, and Julia loved the attention. Maybe there was some Freudian thing about that, but she didn't care. It excited Julia which in turn excited Leslie. She loved pleasing Julia and that made her excitement and satisfaction greater. Julia was in heaven; Leslie was at her nipples suckling, biting. Leslie must have a breast fixation, she thought to herself, not caring because it felt so good. Julia slowly spread her legs wider, wanting Leslie's hand to creep closer to her sweet, sticky vagina in route to her aroused clitoris, which waited anxiously. She didn't want to hurry Leslie but she was becoming more aroused by the second. Julia and her husband John rarely made love twice in one month these days, let alone twice in a few hours. When they were younger, she remembered he could satisfy her easily. If not the first then the second time, which was something she missed from her husband. Although not quite his fault, despite his regular gym workouts, he really didn't have the longevity and stamina he had had years before. They had tried Viagra just to see what effect it might have and he had either not taken enough or it just didn't work for him, which was a big disappointment to them both. She appreciated his concern for her satisfaction and loved that he tried. She realized this and, through her own guidance, he had gotten much better at cunnilingus, but he was no match for the woman who now shared her bed. Julia's thoughts about her lack of satisfaction abruptly vanished as Leslie's slim digits slipped between the rapidly moistening lips between her legs. The combination of Leslie's skillful mouth and tongue on her breasts combined with her long slim fingers between her legs drove Julia back into her pillow in sheer delight. She arched back as Leslie hit that glorious spot in her pussy that was becoming so familiar to her lover. Leslie smiled as she let Julia's nipple loose with a quick pop, giggling as she did. "Well, hello, Dolly," Leslie teasingly said as she placed her mouth on Julia's other breast, which she felt she had neglected. "Leslie, you are a devil, a sweet delicious devil," Julia replied as she squirmed, enjoying the pleasure Leslie was giving her. Leslie grinned to herself as she covered Julia's breast with her mouth, sucking on it, stretching it deeply into her mouth and gently biting the swollen nipple, her fingers gaining deeper access as Julia arched further back, spreading her legs wider. Leslie found Julia's clitoris, swollen and anxious for more attention. She gently stroked her fingertips over it as Julia bit her lip, stifling a loud moan. Julia's breathing became more audible as Leslie continued her focus on Julia's nipples and clit. The spasms of delight reverberated through Julia, pleasing Leslie and confirming that Julia was close to another orgasm. Leslie's arousal heightened as she responded to Julia's body, enjoying pleasing Julia as much as she enjoyed being pleasured. It was almost a synergistic effect, something they once had with their husbands but now had with each other. It seemed to multiply so intensely. Leslie continued greedily devouring Julia's breast as she brought her lover to another orgasm with her strategically placed fingers. Julia's lurching and bouncing was not only proof that she approved of what Leslie was doing, it also reaffirmed their compatibility. With one final orgasmic twist, Julia screamed Leslie's name, thanking her for her wonderful touch and how wonderful she now felt. Leslie slowly removed her fingers, bringing them to her lips, licking Julia's honey and smiling as Julia tried to catch her breath. Leslie softly kissed Julia's brow, removing the tiny drops of sweat that had appeared there during their lovemaking session. She had released Julia from her grasp and scooted up to hold her lover close, squeezing her tight as Julia regained her composure from the quick and intense feeling she had just experienced. Having caught her breath, Julia hugged Leslie and whispered her thanks for another wonderful ride. Leslie smiled and settled back into her lover's arms, purring as a kitten nestled against her mother after being fed. When Julia regained her composure she tried to reciprocate Leslie's attentions. Leslie politely redirected her lover so they could just lie together and talk. She loved the closeness they shared and the feelings she got from satisfying Julia. She lay there and softly explained this to Julia who squeezed her tighter when she found out Leslie had climaxed also during their brief interlude. They lay discussing their relationship for quite some time until they were disturbed by Julia's cell phone ringing. It was Margaret once again. Julia thought about letting it go to voice mail, but that might arouse some suspicion with her daughter as to why she wouldn't answer. Julia answered, taking her time talking to Margaret as Leslie laid against her, quietly listening to the conversation. Julia's tone of voice and gentle demeanor while talking to her daughter reassured Leslie that Julia was a very loving woman. Leslie could hear Margaret's somewhat panicked voice talking about some crisis at school through the phone. Julia slowly calmed her down and after some time Margaret's voice was as smooth as Julia's. Leslie began to wonder how closely the young woman resembled her mother; she had a lovely, sensual tone in her voice, just like her mother, and a smooth relaxing style. Leslie closed her eyes and imagined Julia in her early twenties. A shiver shot through her as she pictured her lover younger, firmer, sexier laying next to her. Leslie adored Julia the way she was though; she had no idea why the image of her being younger excited her. She kept her eyes closed as they talked, picturing both Margaret and Julia while trying to refrain from enticing Julia one more time. The conversation lasted about five minutes with Margaret ending it, having to get back to studying, a bit calmer and able to continue her day. When Julia hung up, Leslie kissed her quickly on her lips. "What was that for, sweetie?" Julia inquired, not really needing an answer. "Just for being you, that's all. I overheard you and Margaret. She must be a very lovely girl, I mean, young woman," Leslie stated, complimenting Julia's demeanor with her daughter while secretly curious as to her looks. "Leslie, you are a doll." Julia smiled as she kissed her lover once again. "You'll have to meet Margaret and Cynthia; maybe the four of us can do lunch or go shopping together. They are great girls, I mean, young women. Of course, I'm slightly biased." Julia smiled, knowing Leslie understood. "I'm sure they are perfect young ladies with you as their mother, my love. Of course I'd like to meet them. They are a part of your life and I'd like to think I am also," Leslie told her lover, not wanting to go as far as telling her she felt as much like Julia's child, safe in her arms. Her daughters probably felt that way at one time in their young lives too, snuggled against their mother's breast calmly nursing and cooing. She smiled with the image of two younger women resembling Julia, which excited Leslie slightly. She would never destroy the relationship she and Julia had together by acting inappropriately towards Julia's daughters. It was a pleasant thought but was so very wrong on so many levels. "We'll figure something out as far as getting together. Right now I think we need to hop into the shower and clean the bed up so your unsuspecting 'better half' remains clueless," stated Julia, smiling as she slowly rose from under Leslie's sweet body. "Darn, you mean we can't stay here forever?" Leslie joked as she playfully tried to hold Julia to the bed. "No, baby we can't," Julia sighed as she thought about how fun that would be as her feet hit the floor. Leslie shivered when she heard Julia call her "baby," a term she hadn't heard from any lover since her first initiation to female lovemaking. It struck a cord in her that made her heart soar with the possibilities she and Julia could achieve in the bedroom: pet names, roles, positions, the list could go on and on. Leslie sighed and led the way to the bath, turning the water on for the shower, adjusting the hot and cold for a slightly warm water temperature. Julia followed her in, adjusting the flow when she went through the stream. Leslie noticed and said nothing; she liked Julia being "in charge" and wanted to see if Julia noticed that at all. In the future, Leslie might ask first or take it upon herself to make sure her lover was comfortable. After the shower, the two lovers said their good-byes after placing clean sheets on the bed. They promised to call, setting another date to get together, if not for intimacy, then for social reasons. Each woman in her own way regretted that they had to part, while each knew they would soon reunite, at least on the phone if not in person. They had ideas where their relationship might go and each knew unconsciously that the other wanted it to last. The lovers talked over the phone during the next few months. Unfortunately their schedules didn't allow for many intimate moments. When they were able during dinner dates with their husbands, they would sneak off together and hold each other, renewing their bond at the very minimum. Mid-March, Julia called Leslie and invited her to a book club meeting that her daughter Cynthia was having. They were going to discuss one of the New York Times' Bestsellers that her daughter and her friends had been reading the past few weeks. Julia thought it might be fun to get together with them. It would allow the two lovers to spend time together while commuting to the meetings. The meeting wasn't for another three weeks, which allowed Leslie enough time to purchase the book and read it. The book was light reading and Leslie had no trouble going through it a few times just to be sure she understood it and had topics to discuss. On the scheduled date, Julia stopped by Leslie's house to pick her up. Leslie's husband, Bill, was home. Bill greeted her at the door and let her in after the usual hugs and questions about Julia's family and their well-being. The couple's dogs did their normal tail-wagging greeting for Julia then curled up by the couch and waited for someone to pay them more attention. Bill and Julia had a brief conversation while Leslie finished getting ready. "John and I were talking," Bill remarked. "We really like that you and Leslie have hit it off so well. We really weren't sure at first that you would become as good of friends as John and I." Julia smiled to herself, knowing he had no clue how close she and Leslie really were and suspecting Bill and John hadn't become that close. "Well, Bill, all I can say is why did it take so long before we did?" Julia grinned, shrugging her shoulders. "Maybe you both were a bit too shy; John gets all the credit though. He won that crabbing trip." Bill smiled as he turned to see Leslie ready to go and waiting for them to quit gabbing. "Yes, I'll have to thank John when I get home tonight," Julia stated as she winked at Leslie who was having a hard time holding in a laugh. "You two have fun. This is a book club with your daughter and her friends, Julia?" Bill inquired, reassuring himself of their plans. "Yes, her friends from college, all sorority girls, well, young women now." Julia smiled as she said that with a slightly lecherous grin. "You two enjoy. I'll be working out in the shop, so call my cell if you need to get in touch with me," Bill replied, kissing his wife good-bye then shutting the door as the women left. He then took the ever-jubilant dogs to the shop with him. "What was that all about Julia?" Leslie asked as soon as they were out of Bill's hearing range. "Oh, just small talk. He's happy we hang out together," Julia informed her lover with a sly smirk. "What about that look? When you mentioned your daughter and her friends?" Leslie asked, not really sure what Julia was thinking. "Sweetie, you will see. Just be sure we both stay on the up and up. I don't want anyone to get any ideas about us," Julia warned. "Oh, your daughter isn't aware, right? I'll make sure I'm all prim and proper in front of them. But you know I'll be lusting after you the whole time, no matter how cute they are." Leslie grinned and licked her lips as she opened the door to the car and sat down in the passenger seat. The drive to the meeting was uneventful. The two women talked about all that was happening in their lives since their last phone call. They talked a bit about the book. Leslie was a bit nervous, not having been to a party with this type of theme before. Julia reassured her after hearing how thoroughly Leslie had read the book that she would be fine. They parked the car in one of the few vacant visitor spaces in the condominium project that housed Cynthia's rental and walked to the stairs. They arrived at Cynthia's apartment and knocked on the door; Cynthia opened it after peeking through the privacy hole. Recognizing her mother, she opened it wide with a huge smile on her face, flinging her arms wide to hug her mother. She looked over at Leslie as she wrapped her arms around Julia then closed her eyes as she embraced her mom. After a brief pause, she let her go and softly kissed the older woman's cheek. Turning to Leslie, she smiled and finally spoke. "Mom, I'm so glad you made it. This must be Leslie?" Cynthia asked as she stood waiting to hug Leslie. Leslie smiled and quickly scanned the young woman she had heard so much about. Leslie was delighted. Cynthia didn't look quite like Julia but she could tell they were related. She smiled and quickly glanced up and down the twenty-five-year-old standing in front of her. Cynthia stood next to her mother, a bit taller, her auburn hair, parted off to one side, hanging down to her shoulders with a slight wave to it. Her eyes were a deep blue almost surreal in color; Leslie thought she was wearing colored contacts. She'd never seen such a deep color without their help. She was barefoot, her toenails painted a sparkling shade of blue to match her eyes and fingernails. She wore a tight spaghetti strap top that revealed her flat tummy and belly button piercing. Her breasts were full and round, not overly large, Leslie thought, although she wouldn't mind seeing them closer. She imagined them as full and as lovely as Julia's, just firmer and perkier. The low-rise jeans fit snugly on her hips and accentuated her slim frame, which made Leslie almost wish Julia wasn't her mother so she could get to know the girl better. She was nice looking and would become as lovely as Julia in a few years once her girlish looks matured into full womanhood. Cynthia lunged forward giving Leslie a hug almost as enthusiastic as she had for her mother. Leslie blushed, not expecting such a reaction from this stranger. She felt Cynthia's breasts press against her own, and a slight tingle raced through her body. The girl's hug was genuine and Leslie hugged her back, eyeing Julia as she did. "Mom has told me all about you, Leslie. I'm so glad to finally meet you," Cynthia confessed when she released her mom's friend, kissing her cheek and brushing Leslie's lips with her own as she did. Leslie looked at Julia briefly, wondering if Julia had told her everything about her and then remembered their talk as they walked out of the house. "It's nice meet you too, Cynthia. What a nice apartment," Leslie quickly mentioned, hoping Julia hadn't noticed her quick appraisal of Cynthia's body and the near kiss. Julia smiled at Leslie as she turned, walking ahead of her daughter into the living room of the two-bedroom unit. Leslie and Cynthia followed with Cynthia holding Leslie's hand, leading her as if they were a couple. Cynthia had a very nice job and could afford a place of her own. She roomed with one of her former sorority sisters in order to pay off her student loans quicker. The apartment was decorated tastefully, the girls having saved some college mementos that they now displayed on the various shelves and on some of the walls. The mementos blended nicely with the rest of the décor, which could have been professionally done. Julia greeted the girls of the club as each stood or walked over to hug her, some kissing her cheek and whispering to her. Julia would smile and say something back, which Leslie couldn't hear. Some would blush while others just smiled more broadly when they broke their embrace. She then introduced them to Leslie after telling them Leslie was a close friend. Leslie smiled and greeted each girl, trying to connect each name with a face. After all the introductions, Cynthia pointed out the refreshment and offered the two women their choice of "adult" beverages or soft drinks. A blender could be heard in the kitchen mixing some fruity concoction that seemed to be in everyone's glass. Winter Love Ch. 03 Both women opted for the common drink and soon were sipping a mixture of vodka and fruit flavored slush. Cynthia explained to Leslie it was a handed-down sorority mix they made during college. Leslie smiled as she tasted the mix. Cynthia and a few of the other girls smiled back, wondering if she enjoyed the taste. After her initial sip and a nod, Leslie saw a collective smile fill the faces of the young women who were glad Leslie found their concoction to her liking. All the pretty faces in the room impressed Leslie. While not models, each of the girls had a quality about them that showed intelligence, poise, a sense of style, and nice manners. Julia was right: they were all lovely and, under other circumstances, Leslie might be tempted to become more intimately acquainted with any of them. After the introductions and distribution of appetizers, the women seated themselves in various locations to begin their talk. Miko, a young woman of Asian descent, began by asking various questions to start the conversation. After a few minutes and some discussion, the women were talking and giggling about the book, some dividing off to talk about specific chapters or characters they liked or disliked. Leslie slowly became more comfortable among the young strangers; Julia noticed and wandered off to a small circle to talk about a specific relationship of two characters. She felt confident Leslie wouldn't mind as one blonde young woman with a somewhat short stature and muscular build adopted Leslie. She sat beside her, keeping both their glasses filled and confining her attention to Leslie. Leslie talked to her during some of the conversational lulls and discovered she had grown up in southern California and had surfed professionally before moving to Oregon for college. They seemed to hit it off nicely and Julia's worries about Leslie enjoying the evening soon vanished. Maddie, as the girl liked to be called, played softball in college on a full athletic scholarship. She was the same age as the other young women but looked much more mature. Her most striking feature was her long blonde hair which fell straight down the middle of her back, softly ending where her slim waist began. The light tone of her hair accentuated her olive-hued skin which seemed to glisten. She had large biceps for her size and her stocky build suggested she still worked out religiously, taking a great deal of pride in her appearance. Her face was round, her cheekbones high and prominent. Dimples magically appeared when she smiled, which seemed to be frequently. Although her breasts were small compared to Julia's and Cynthia's, they looked very lovely to Leslie: perky and firm just like the rest of her body. She wore a puka shell necklace around her neck, flip flops and baggy shorts with an old Hawaiian shirt. The shirt was a bit tight and profiled Maddie's breasts when she turned to talk to one of the other girls. Maddie seemed to zero in on Leslie, moving to sit next to her as the discussions began, hanging on each word Leslie spoke. Leslie enjoyed sitting next to her and stealing glimpses of her cleavage through the small openings between the buttons of her shirt, imagining how each lovely breast might feel in her mouth. She also wondered what her areola might feel like under her tongue. Leslie had never had anyone so young and lovely pay as much attention to her as Maddie did that night. After a couple of refills, Leslie began flirting with Maddie. She would compliment her from time to time and lightly touch her arm innocently. Maddie returned the touches with equal enthusiasm. The laughter and loud voices between them finally drew Julia's attention from across the room. She stared for a bit and decided not to make a scene but to talk with Leslie on the ride home. After a couple of hours, Leslie looked around for Julia and spied her among a group of three young women. They giggled and laughed out loud as they discussed the doings of their two favorite characters in the book. Leslie was impressed at how well Julia communicated with them and on their level. Julia would turn and look at Leslie every once in a while just to be sure her friend was still there. Julia's group listened intensely to what Julia had to say and then reacted with great animation when they shared a common idea. Obviously, Julia had read the book a few times and had come prepared to talk to them, knowing the girls' likes and dislikes. The party lasted until around ten, at which time Cynthia and her roommate Bev politely ushered everyone out. Julia and Leslie thanked their hostesses and hugged the girls goodnight. The walk back to the car was filled with laughter and comments about the party as they escorted Maddie and her friend Gail through the parking lot. Maddie seemed enamored with Leslie. Luckily for her, she was parked in the spot next to them in the condominium's parking lot. Maddie hugged Julia and Leslie again and gave them both a kiss on the cheek, letting them know how much fun she had at the party. She mentioned she'd love to see them at the next one and hoped they had a good time too. Her kiss for Julia was polite, brushing her check respectfully and smiling broadly. Her kiss for Leslie was the same with a subtle difference: her breasts pressed into Leslie's arm as she planted her lips on the older woman's cheek letting it linger for more than a few seconds. Unless you were timing her or looking for it, you would never have noticed the slight hesitation as she lowered herself back flatfooted, making sure Leslie felt her erect nipples through her top. Leslie remained composed as she felt the hard nipples brush her arm. Maddie's sweet smile as she gazed up at Leslie reaffirmed the infatuation. Gail wasn't as affectionate with her goodnights and waited for Maddie to get in the car. Maddie smiled at the two women and gave Leslie an extra large grin as they all entered their vehicles for the drive home. Once in the car, Julia was the first to speak. "Wow," Julia remarked after they drove off, adjusting her mirror and acting nonchalant. "Yes, that was fun," Leslie replied in reaction to Julia. "No, I meant Maddie. What a little hottie, huh?" Julia looked toward Leslie for her reaction. Leslie looked at Julia and, not being able to see her face too clearly in the dark, replied, "She is cute; she was hanging around me all night." "I noticed, and you seemed to enjoy that," Julia said with a grimace. "She is cute, Julia, but you know I love you. I would never chase her. I'm not like that, you know me." Leslie defended herself, hoping Julia hadn't seen Maddie slip Leslie her phone number with an invitation for coffee during the party. "I know. I saw you flirting with her most of the evening," Julia sternly told Leslie. "I was just being polite Julia," Leslie said. Leslie sighed with some frustration as Julia concentrated on her driving. After a few minutes Leslie laid her head on Julia's shoulder and then kissed her neck. She sat like that the rest of the drive home in silence. "Julia, I love you and if you thought I was flirting I'm sorry. I thought I was just being friendly." Leslie told her as they pulled into Leslie's driveway. Julia turned the engine off and unbuckled her seatbelt. Turning she looked at Leslie in the dark. "Sweetie, I don't think there was a girl there that I wouldn't love to make my own, well, except Cynthia. They all are lovely young women and it's only natural to lust after one, especially one as cute as Maddie when she seemed to be flirting with you," Julia explained to her lover. "I just don't want any hint of us being lovers to surface. If the girls read you the way I did, they couldn't help but guess you aren't totally straight. We don't need that at the moment. Now, kiss me goodnight and go work off that frustration with Bill. I know you need it." "You know me so well; yes, she excited me. No sense pretending about that. I will make sure I don't even sit near her at any future meetings, I promise." Leslie scooted closer to Julia and passionately kissed her good-bye. As their lips parted they said, "I love you," almost in unison. Giggling, Leslie got out of the car, but, before closing the door, she wished Julia a good evening and thanked her for the invitation. They promised to get in touch and do some shopping or lunch the following week, schedules allowing. Julia smiled and started the car. She waited until Leslie turned and waved back before she drove off. She pictured Leslie pouncing on Bill the moment she saw him. She was so bad at hiding her aroused state. Maddie was a doll, and Julia knew she was hard to resist. Leslie closed the door and switched off the porch light with a slight sigh. She walked quietly inside, looking for the dogs and her husband to greet her. Bill was softly snoring on the couch, dogs at his feet and the TV news anchor babbling some trivial tidbit he thought was important. She smiled at the scene before her and thought to herself how lucky she was. The dogs stirred as her heels hit the hardwood floor, wagging their tails when they recognized her. She petted them and quietly told them to go to bed. They obeyed and took off, leaving their parents alone. She then set her purse down and removed her blouse and bra. Her nipples were excited from Maddie tempting her at the car. Kneeling between Bill's legs she slid her hands up his robe and over his thighs, feeling his firm leg muscles. She massaged them gently, slipping her nimble fingers between his boxers and his skin. Bill's eyes opened with a start when he felt her warm hands on his inner thighs. "Oh, hi, Les. Did you have a fun time with the girls?" he asked, looking down at her from his slumped seat on the couch. She replied by nodding her head and smiling, her hands reaching for his penis which had started to stiffen from the attention she was giving him. She lifted herself up, kissing him on the lips, then returned to her position between his legs. He opened them up more for her, hoping she would continue encouraging him with her hands. With the back of her hands she slid the robe away from his legs, exposing his boxers. She then reached up and gently stroked the rising mound beneath the cloth. He smiled back at her and started to get up. It had been a very long time since they had made love in any other room besides their bedroom and he thought she was going to lead him there. She pressed him back down with one hand as she placed the other in the front opening of his shorts. His eyes widened as her hand wrapped around his extended member, softly cradling it in her palm. "Did you want to . . .?" he started to say. "Shh . . . ," she replied as she placed a finger to her lips to silence him. Bill lay back and smiled. Leslie was never one to initiate sex unless he had been gone for a week or more on one of his outings. Sometimes she would wake him to make love late at night when she couldn't sleep, but that hadn't occurred in quite some time. She gently stroked his penis with one hand as she kissed his thighs. Her other hand slipped between her legs and began massaging her yearning pussy through her jeans. He closed his eyes as his penis grew along with his smile, enjoying the way she softly ran her hand up and down his dick. After a few minutes of silent stroking she began tracing her finger tips along the waistband of his shorts. Without opening his eyes, he rose up and helped her remove his shorts, settling back down in a more comfortable position for them both. She slowly tugged them down his legs, then over his knees. Moving off to one side, she slipped them over his ankles and set them aside. Leaning into his crotch, she began kissing and stroking his dick from scrotum to head. Bill moaned with delight, encouraging her as she made love to his swollen member. She ran her tongue up and down the outside of it slowly, causing Bill to shudder and moan louder as he became more aroused. He ran his fingers through her hair as she bobbed up and down on him, stopping from time to time to swallow his swollen head. She took the entire length of his dick into her mouth and ran her teeth on the underside as she raised and lowered her head. She liked the way it felt in her mouth: warm, solid. With her other hand she continued playing with herself, imagining it was Julia's long, slim fingers over her lips. Bill thought he had died and gone to heaven. Leslie only did this to him on very special occasions or when she had been drinking. He assumed she had had a few drinks at the party. He was going to have to call Julia to thank her for taking his wife and bringing her home safely. His hands lovingly caressed her head and kept her hair from her face as she worked her magic on his wonderfully aching cock. Leslie managed to slip the one hand she had between her legs to her waistband and unsnap it. Fumbling with the zipper while her other hand aided her mouth, she managed to loosen her jeans from her hips and down her legs. She was definitely aroused from her experience with Maddie and now her husband was going to benefit from that. She could feel Bill's penis growing firmer. The sounds of his moans from her attention to the head of his dick indicated that he was ready to cum. She slowly let go of him and stood up; stepping out of her jeans, she smiled at him as he opened his eyes to see why she stopped. As if in a striptease, she slipped her hands into the waistband of her panties, rolling them down her hips and onto the floor. Bill grabbed his cock, smiling at his gorgeous wife, and kept it hard, slowly stroking it as Leslie did her quick dance. Leslie smiled back at her love as she climbed onto the couch, mounting him carefully and slipping his dick slowly inside herself. She held onto the back of the couch as she settled in. Bill held her hips as she began slowly working herself up and down his rock hard penis. She varied her motions, knowing if she went too fast he'd shoot his load, which she wasn't quite ready for. She tried to situate him within her to please herself before he exploded and what was once rock hard slowly became a flagellant lump of used meat. Her mind focused on Maddie: her tanned buff body, the hint of breasts, and her smile. She was just the opposite of Julia. Her breasts weren't as large and full, she was blonde, short, and so much younger. Yet Leslie couldn't get her out of her mind. She pictured her lying in bed, her soft sweet lips asking Leslie how much she enjoyed touching her. With that thought, Leslie arched her back and hit her clitoris with Bill's dick, sending a wave of delicious euphoria though her body. She continued her gyrations, thinking of the younger woman as Bill's swollen cock exploded within her. It didn't take long for Bill to pump his warm sticky semen into his wife. Luckily, Leslie was ready for that. She was cumming too and moaned aloud as they finished together for once. She continued slowly bobbing up and down on him, trying to milk the last bit of hardness out of him in hopes of continuing that special feeling. She repositioned herself and, just as he softened, she achieved her orgasm once more. She fell on top of him exhausted, her face snuggling against his neck as she sat there feeling him shrink inside her. She enjoyed how it felt, so warm and moist inside. She could feel his heart beat within her, through his dick as well as against her chest, as he caught his breath. "Wow!" he exclaimed as she snuggled against his neck, kissing it and holding him tight. "If you're going to be in a mood like this maybe you should go to book club meetings more often," he joked, hugging her tightly as she caught her breath. "You know, I just might, studman," she whispered in his ear, knowing he hadn't a clue what had inspired this session. Winter Love Ch. 04 This story, plot and characters are here with permission from the original author: WarmSoftRayne. To have this story make sense you really should read the first three chapters. Chapter I: Julia and Leslie met intimately on a winter weekend at the Oregon coast Chapter II: They met again to confirm their feelings for each other Chapter III: Julia and Leslie begin to socialize together * A couple of months passed since the initial book club meeting. Julia and Leslie got together when they could. They attended the book club meetings regularly. Nothing significant happened at any of the meetings as far as flirtations or special invitations for either of the women. At the third meeting, Maddie quit hanging around Leslie, who had been polite but had not pursued the younger woman. Leslie seemed to blossom since meeting Julia. Her sex life had been meager at best, making love to her husband maybe twice a month. The feelings she had for Julia made her as giddy as a schoolgirl, which had its benefits for her husband. She became more adventurous in bed and actually guided her husband to satisfy her more completely. The middle of June, Julia called Leslie and invited her to a book club meeting at her house. This meeting was on a Friday night, instead of the usual Wednesday evening. Dinner, drinks and swimming were the focus since the weather was so nice and many of the girls were out of town. Leslie happily agreed knowing her husband and Julia's were still camping that weekend and they could spend more time together. Leslie was going to suggest she stay the night at Julia's after the party ended, but Julia suggested it first since she had specifically made it that date so Leslie could stay over. Leslie loved that Julia had planned it that way and she made sure she packed a couple of new negligees just for Julia to see her in. It was going to be their first full weekend alone together and Leslie wanted to look extra special for her lover. On the Friday of the party, Leslie arrived early to help Julia prepare the food and help get the house ready that evening. She parked on the side of the driveway since she was staying all weekend and didn't want her car in the way. She had dressed in shorts and a comfortable blouse, her lingerie and swimwear in her overnight bag. She had been anxious all week, checking and rechecking the bag she had packed. When she arrived, Cynthia met her at the door dressed in a string bikini that barely covered her ample assets. Her sunglasses were resting atop her hair, which was tied in a tight ponytail. Leslie swallowed hard, gazing at Julia's older daughter. Cynthia noticed the slightly glazed stare, letting Leslie recover while she slowly opened the door. Cynthia smiled and stood for a brief moment, letting Leslie look her over. She opened her arms wide, greeting Leslie with the usual hug and kiss on the cheek. Leslie closed her eyes stifling a moan while Cynthia's breasts pressed against her arm, nipples barely covered in the sheer fabric of the tiny suit she wore. She caught herself lusting once again for the young woman and tried to put those thoughts out of her mind. Slowly Cynthia released her, Leslie opened her eyes and quickly asked where Julia was. "She's in the kitchen making appetizers," Cynthia calmly stated, then asked Leslie how she liked her new swimsuit. Her nipples seemed to strain at the sheer fabric and her smile widened. She turned slowly, watching the reaction on Leslie's face. "You don't actually swim in that, do you?" Leslie asked, knowing that she probably didn't. "Oh. no. It's just for show. Momma says you need to use a little honey at times to get the worker bees' attention." Cynthia said, using a silly southern drawl. Leslie smiled back. "Well, in that outfit you might even attract a few queen bees." Cynthia arched her eyebrows slightly trying to figure out exactly what Leslie meant by that comment. They both giggled as Leslie stepped into the entry. Cynthia commented, "Well, there are so many bees, hopefully I can find one or two." She grasped Leslie's hand and led her to the kitchen. Julia was busy checking her list and making sure there were plenty of finger foods the girls loved so much. She noticed a slight flush on Leslie's face as Cynthia escorted her to the kitchen. "Look who was at the door, Mom." Cynthia smiled as she picked up the glass of iced tea and went to resume her tanning session in the late afternoon sun. She smiled back at the two women as she sipped her tea, then placing her glass on the table by the chair and slipped back into the chair, lowering her sunglasses as she did. Julia made sure Cynthia had settled back into her chair before she greeted her lover with a passionate kiss and hug. "Hi, baby. I've missed you. Everything alright?" She asked, noticing the lingering flush on Leslie's face. Leslie replied after a second's hesitation, "My God, Julia, what do you feed your children? I noticed how beautiful she was the first time we met, but in that bikini there should be a law." Julia laughed at Leslie's remark. Since their first book party, they had spent the drives to and from the meetings discussing the various physical and mental attractions of the girls. "Doll, that's my baby girl you're drooling over, you know. Cynthia can be a little hottie when she wants. Just be sure to keep your hands to yourself. You're mine, remember?" Julia gave Leslie a stern look. "Julia, I'm sorry. She just caught me in a moment of weakness. You and I haven't been intimate in three weeks and since Bill has been gone for a week, you know I'm in the mood." Leslie blushed as she looked down with embarrassment realizing what she had said about Julia's daughter. "You think all the girls will be in such delicious attire?" She glanced out the sliding glass door at Cynthia. "Hey, I'm as frisky as you, if not more so. Why do you think I planned this for this weekend?" Julia asked. "Did you bring a swim suit for the pool? I'm sure all the girls will have something similar." "Then I hope it's a short party. All of them running around half naked? I don't think I can stand that for very long." "You better, lover. I don't want a scene, especially with Cynthia around. So keep your hands and eyes to yourself." "You know I will, although Cynthia does look very edible." Leslie grinned slyly, knowing that would push Julia's button. "You're bad and getting worse, you know?" Julia grinned knowing she was kidding. They kissed again and then Julia led Leslie to Margaret's old room to put her overnight things away. They came together once again knowing they had a free moment to be intimate with no possibility of being discovered. "Just in case someone asks, you're sleeping in here tonight. After Cynthia falls asleep, that will change, my doll." Julia whispered to Leslie as she cupped her lover's breast and kissed her again. "Cynthia will be staying in her old room. She and a couple of the girls are doing a charity walk in the morning and it's easier to leave from here." "Well, I don't know how quiet I can be when you hit my spot, lover. I'll try to keep it to a mild roar." Julia knew exactly what spot and she would take all the precautions needed to ensure that Cynthia remained clueless about their relationship. They kissed a few more times then Julia broke them up, not wanting to be too worked up before the other girls arrived. As they gossiped and prepared the food the girls began showing up. Leslie would answer the door and greet the girls with the normal hugs and kisses; she would then lead them to the bar for their choice of drinks. Eventually Maddie showed up with Gail. They hugged Leslie as if she were their great aunt. Leslie just shrugged it off, not wanting to make any type of scene or explain to Maddie that Julia was her love interest. Within thirty minutes of Leslie's arrival most of the girls were at the party. A book had been selected to talk about but Julia announced that the book discussion was not a priority and the girls should just relax: eat, drink and be merry. They had been encouraged to bring their swim attire by Cynthia since Julia had done this same summer kick-off party two years before. They each in turn found an open room to change into their suits to relax and swim in. Julia and Leslie had changed earlier in separate rooms since Cynthia was around. They were the only ones not in swimwear the entire time; being a bit older and more modest, they preferred saris covering their bottoms instead of the bikinis and thongs the younger women wore. Leslie was doing all she could to maintain control of herself. Since it was only the girls at the party many didn't adhere to keeping their tops tightly tied and that resulted in more skin exposed than Leslie really needed to see. Julia kept a close eye on Leslie. She knew she was starting to open up in her desires and having this many young women around was a temptation for her. Julia especially noted the lack of attention by Maddie to Leslie and silently smiled to herself. She had nipped that possible romance in the bud early and it seemed Leslie was being true to her word of caring for only Julia. Maddie didn't wait for an open room to change in as she stood out on the pool deck. She had worn her bikini under her usual shorts and Hawaiian shirt and started slipping them off after greeting the other girls. When she began to disrobe out on the pool deck Leslie caught a glimpse of her through a window and had to stop to take a deep breath. She hadn't paid much attention to Maddie since the first night of the book club, especially after Julia's lecture. She had talked to her at the second one, telling her that she had lost her number. Maddie wrote it down for her again and quietly slipped it to her. Leslie hadn't called her and during the third and last meeting, Maddie had stopped hanging so close. Leslie was afraid to tell Maddie the truth: that she and Julia were lovers. She didn't want anything to get back to Julia or possibly Cynthia. She respected Julia too much to give in to temptation. It would ruin so many things that were still blossoming between Julia and her. Her lust for Maddie's body would have to remain within her for the time being. Leslie had kept her desire for women bottled up since college. Julia had sensed something in Leslie that weekend on the coast a little over eighteen months before. She couldn't hurt someone who had helped reawaken those desires, at least not at this time. Maddie looked like a buffed-out Emily Proctor from the TV series CSI: Miami. She was short in stature with toned muscular legs that seemed to ripple with chiseled perfection as she twisted and turned at the waist while disrobing. Her upper body was just as taut; her breasts weren't large so she accentuated them with a push-up bra. She didn't have one ounce of fat on her. With a deep bronze skin tone she looked like a Greek goddess. From Leslie's perspective her skin showed no hint of tan lines or imperfections. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail which swished her perfect ass as she turned to talk to the other girls. Leslie had to steady herself while watching Maddie slowly undress. Maddie was talking to some of the other girls while she removed her outer clothing, her back to Leslie most of the time. To Leslie it seemed she did a slow striptease, unbuttoning, stopping, then unbuttoning again as she would turn to speak with someone. Leslie could see her silhouette when she turned to place her clothes neatly in a pile on one of the many chairs or turn to face someone she had been talking to on the deck. Leslie thought Maddie had seen her ogling as she turned one time, but she showed no hint of being watched. Leslie went back to the kitchen and whispered to Julia the sight she had just witnessed and that she was extremely in the mood. Julia grinned and patted Leslie's behind then finished sorting the appetizers on the serving dish. Cynthia came in and grabbed the tray, smiling at the two women who seemed to be whispering secrets. "How's dinner going, Mom?" Cynthia asked as she picked up the tray, the fabric in her top loose enough to give Leslie a nice view of a lily-white triangle surrounding her areola. Julia noticed this and commented, "I think Leslie is starving, sweetheart." "Well, are we going to eat soon?" Cynthia replied, unaware of the joke she caused. "Soon, dear. It's almost ready. Just tell the girls not to fill up on those, OK?" "Ok, we won't." Julia and Leslie could hear the girls giggle as they scooped up the finger foods up within seconds. "This is killing me, lover." Leslie stated as she caught the joke Julia had made regarding eating. "Oh, you'll live. You're a big girl. Let's set out the plates and utensils. Dinner is just about done." The girls practically ran in when Julia announced dinner was ready a few minutes later. She and Leslie watched the girls fill their plates and shuffle off to eat their dinners as they continued gabbing and enjoying themselves. Maddie was in the middle of the line, not taking too much of the "unhealthy food" but stocking up on the veggies and healthier alternatives Julia had prepared. She smiled and thanked Julia while ignoring Leslie. During and after dinner some of the girls sat around talking about the book while others just socialized and swam. Julia and Leslie stayed indoors cleaning up and talking with each other as each girl brought in her empty set of dishes, profusely thanking Julia for such a wonderful evening and delicious food. The hugs and kisses were almost too much for Leslie to witness. She was on edge and seeing all the affection focused on Julia frustrated her. She wanted Julia alone as soon as possible. The girls wrapped up their evening, dressing and saying their goodbyes, thanking Julia one more time. Each girl would hug Julia in turn, some kissing her cheek others just hugging and lingering for a brief whisper to her. Julia would smile and blush at some of the comments that Leslie couldn't over hear. Before all the girls had departed, Cynthia came in and announced she and a couple of the girls were going out for coffee and she would be back late. Leslie grinned. She and Julia would have the house to themselves in a few more minutes and she could ravage her lover once again. Shortly thereafter, the final girl left. As soon as Julia closed the front door, Leslie ran to Julia and passionately planted her lips on her lover's, nearly knocking her over in the process. Julia managed to lock the door and maintain her balance. "God, I've been waiting for this all night. I thought they would never leave," Leslie confessed. "I've been waiting for this all evening also, lover. Now we can finally be alone and we don't have to be quiet about it either." Julia grinned as she turned on the porch light and took Leslie's hand in hers, leading her towards the bedroom. "Sweetie, why don't you put your clothes in the spare bedroom. I'll meet you in bed," Julia instructed her lover. Leslie nodded in agreement. She was finally going to get Julia alone and for at least a couple of hours. She hurriedly undressed and slipped into a satin teddy she had brought to help entice Julia. She then freshened up her face and hair, wanting to be sure Julia saw her at her best. She turned out the light and quietly walked into Julia's bedroom. Julia was already in bed as Leslie playfully crept towards her lover, trying to be as cute as she could. The three-way lamp next to Julia's side of the bed was on at its lowest setting providing a somewhat romantic aura about the room. Julia was lying on her side, covers over her, facing the middle of the bed waiting for her lover. Leslie wanted Julia to see her in the outfit she had purchased especially for this night so she stopped and slowly started removing the covers from her own side, slowly peeling them back. Julia looked up at her and grinned. "It's about time, sweetie." Leslie smiled and placed her hands on her hips, showing off the satin teddy and the hints of delights to come. Julia looked her up and down approvingly. "You know I'm just going to take that off of you. You look too sweet to stay that way." Leslie smiled back, happy that Julia liked her outfit. She let the straps slip off her shoulders, watching Julia's face as she slowly and deliberately moved them down her arms exposing her bare skin. Julia smiled as the negligee fell to the floor and Leslie slipped under the covers to be with the woman she loved. Leslie slipped to the middle of the bed; she pulled the covers over them and snuggled close. Her deep sigh was an audible confirmation of her joy in finally being where she wanted to be. They kissed and touched each other with renewed familiarity, each trying to arouse the other while not trying to rush their own excitement. They kissed passionately for a few more minutes, their excitement growing with each touch of their lips "Did you enjoy the party tonight, lover?" Julia asked. Leslie smiled, "I wish I could have spent more time socializing, but helping you was fun and I enjoyed watching the girls have fun. They have so much energy." "Yes, they do. I'm glad you had fun, sweetie. You know you could have socialized more. Was there someone you wanted to talk to in particular?" "You mean Maddie? Maybe. She did seem to be a bit aloof after the second meeting we had. I don't think I did anything to make her mad at me." It was then that the edge of the bed moved and a soft voice whispered, "We could socialize now if you liked, Leslie." Leslie, her back to the voice, shivered. She quickly turned to see Maddie standing there. Maddie was barely dressed, wearing a satin flyaway baby doll outfit that barely covered her breasts. When Leslie tried to speak, she found no words to say. Julia giggled as her hand softly caressed Leslie's bare shoulder. "Are you OK, Leslie?" Julia whispered, snuggling closer to her love, breasts firmly pressed into Leslie's back. "Maddie? What are you? Julia? Is this a joke or something?" Leslie was confused, searching for answers as she stared at Maddie's body so close and so desirable just a few feet from her. Maddie pulled the covers further back and began to enter their bed. "This is Julia's idea, Leslie; I don't have to stay if you don't want me to." Maddie looked past Leslie to Julia to help ease the situation. "Leslie, baby, I know you were lusting after Maddie and she was after you also. I thought this might be something you would enjoy and not have to worry about us," Julia whispered to her, softly kissing her exposed neck. Leslie was dumbfounded; she loved Julia and wanted nothing more than her in her life. Yes, she had lusted after Maddie but to have her here in bed with the two of them? She had never done anything like this in her life. It was something she could only have dreamed about and now the love of her life had set it up. "If you are unsure, Maddie will leave. Right, Maddie? "Yes, of course I'll go, if that's what Leslie wants. But I really don't want to." Maddie's finger reaching to Leslie's exposed breast and softly touching it. Leslie, still in shock, closed her eyes. "I must be dreaming, someone tell me I'm dreaming. This is too good to be true." Julia whispered in Leslie's ear, kissing it as she did, "It is a dream and you're starring in it." Maddie leaned in to kiss Leslie, her soft lips gently brushing Leslie's. They seemed a delicate contrast to her hard and chiseled body. Leslie sighed as she enjoyed the feel of the young woman's lips against her own. Maddie then began to untie the top to her baby doll outfit, slowly revealing her firm body and pert breasts. Leslie gasped and smiled as one delicious breast spilled from its nest in the lace cloth. Winter Love Ch. 04 Julia whispered as she caressed Leslie's bare shoulder, "Go ahead, sweetness. You know you want to. Leslie slowly turned to face Julia, looking her in the eyes with a love she had never thought possible. "I really do love you." Tears welled up in her eyes as she kissed and hugged Julia. Maddie, seeing the emotion building in Leslie's eyes, rolled back and took a tissue from the nightstand. She gently dabbed Leslie's eyes and cheeks. Leslie blushed at her uncontrolled emotions and then, composing herself, she opened her mouth, placing one of Mattie's exposed nipples between her lips she began to suckle. Maddie closed her eyes and sighed with delight as Leslie slipped her tongue over her deep pink areola, slowly tracing it with the tip of her tongue. Julia smiled as she propped her pillow up against the headboard and watched her lover devour her special gift. Maddie managed to look up at Julia between moans and mouthed "thank you" to her. Julia's mouthed back, "You're welcome." Leslie couldn't believe this was happening to her. She'd lusted after Maddie since first meeting her. To have her in bed next to her, with Julia's consent, was something she could never have imagined. Julia had set this up. How did she know? Was Maddie a past lover? There were so many questions still to be answered but not until she was done making love to this sweet thing next to her. Maddie closed her eyes and lay back as Leslie continued exploring her body. Julia grinned and softly caressed Leslie's shoulder, reassuring her lover that this was OK. With Leslie's expert tongue it wasn't long before Maddie began moaning with delight. Leslie continued focusing on Maddie's breasts; she began by slipping her mouth from breast to breast, enjoying the feel of the young woman's skin on her lips and tongue. She slowly teased the girl's nipples as she lovingly explored each one. The soft touch of Julia's hand on her shoulder reaffirmed that this was right between them. Leslie suckled Maddie's breasts as enthusiastically as she did Julia's, savoring each nipple and the feel of soft skin between her lips. She concentrated on the young woman's breasts for quite some time. She enjoyed hearing Maddie's reactions to her mouth, moaning and cooing with delight as Leslie varied between sucking and licking. After some time Leslie slowly inched her way down Maddie's front, stopping and licking the younger woman's navel. This made Maddie giggle and Julia grin as she saw Leslie tease Maddie who was slightly ticklish. As Leslie moved further down Maddie, Julia repositioned herself and kissed Maddie on the lips, her hand gently brushing the girl's cheeks. Maddie still loved the woman who had seduced her a couple of years before. Julia was her first female lover and Maddie would do anything to please her. Leslie slowly kissed her way down past Maddie's taut tummy, savoring each delicious kiss and lick. Maddie squirmed with delight as Leslie teased her skin and Julia engaged her mouth. Leslie savored the smell and feel of Maddie, gently caressing her as if she were extremely fragile. The air was thick with the scent of sex. Leslie's tender touches made Maddie's anticipation grow; she squirmed when Leslie teased her way between her legs. Those sensations coupled with Julia's tender kisses and soft whispers of affection brought Maddie to a new plateau of ecstasy. Julia encouraged Leslie, "That's it, baby. Maddie loves that, don't you, sugar?" "Oh yes," Maddie replied with a raspy voice as Leslie sent a wave of delight through her. Slipping between Maddie's muscular thighs, Leslie admired Maddie from a new perspective. The view of Maddie spread before her aroused her even more. She appreciated how Maddie's slim patch of blonde pubic hair contrasted with her flat tanned tummy. Leslie didn't see any tan lines where they'd normally be. She smiled at the thought of Julia and herself lying out in the sun with Maddie between them the next day. She leaned in and softly brushed the silken pubic hairs, petting them like a sleeping kitten, trying not to wake it up. Leslie used the backs of her fingers to slowly stroke Maddie's patch of fine blonde hairs. With each stroke she would inch closer to Maddie's moist lips which glistened with arousal. Julia suckled the young woman's breasts. She tried to reach out to caress Leslie with one hand but Leslie was too far down her body to touch. Leslie delicately parted Maddie's legs a bit further by gently brushing of her fingernails on Maddie's thighs. Goose bumps appeared as Maddie moaned softly and arched her back. Leslie she leaned forward, lowering her face between the young woman's legs and the delight they surrounded. Extending her tongue, she let the tip of it trace the glistening folds of Maddie's pussy. Maddie arched her back further from the new sensation between her legs. This seemed to excite Julia as well. Their moaning became audible and synchronized. Leslie continued exploring Maddie's wetness, licking and teasing her new lover into a blissful stupor. Maddie clutched the bed sheets and squirmed with each flick of Leslie's tongue. Leslie was enjoying the sweet teasing so she continued to bring Maddie close to climax before easing her back down, thus prolonging the girl's ecstasy. Leslie could feel Maddie was nearing her limit of torture so she sped up her delicious exploration of the young woman's vagina. Her hands slipped under Maddie's ass and lifted her up so she could work her tongue in deeper. This brought Maddie beyond the point of no return. She let out a loud moan which signaled Julia to stop her kissing and let Leslie finish her work. Leslie sucked and probed until Maddie lost control, her body flailed on the bed. Her spasms were coupled with words of thanks and approval. Julia looked down at Leslie and grinned. Leslie looked very pleased with herself. Her smile struck Julia as slightly comical with Maddie's sweet nectar glistening on her cheeks. Once Maddie caught her breath, she thanked Julia and Leslie, motioning them both to hug and kiss her. The two women gladly moved to lay with Maddie between them, kissing her cheeks and smiling at each other. Maddie was in sheer heaven. She had never been shared before and it had been so very erotic and pleasurable. Julia was so clever to set this up. She had talked to Maddie after the first book party and explained the relationship. At first Maddie was skeptical. She wanted Leslie for herself but finally Julia convinced her. She still wanted Leslie but agreed to slowly appear lose interest so Leslie would be surprised. Julia had first introduced Maddie to her pleasures a couple of years ago, after meeting her through Cynthia. Maddie had been seduced by Julia and had never regretted it. Their affair had been a well-kept secret, as all of Julia's lovers were. It had unfortunately ended when Maddie realized Julia would never leave her husband. She didn't regret their time together for one moment and now it seemed that she not only had Julia back but the object of her current lust, Leslie. As Maddie lay between the two women she thought about how Cynthia would react if she discovered the relationship with her mother. They had been friends all through college and Maddie didn't want to ruin that. She quickly tossed that thought aside catching her breath and glowing with the waves of delight within her. She knew this was the beginning of a very special relationship. The room was still partially lit, the sheets strewn on the floor. The three of them lying there in naked bliss, their hearts slowly returning to their normal beat. It was then that they heard Cynthia exclaim, "Mother!" Winter Love Ch. 05 Authors Notes: I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this work, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. This is part 5 and the reader should be familiar with the rest of the story for this to make sense. Parts 3 and 4 can be found at this location. * As Maddie lay between the two women she thought about how Cynthia would react if she discovered the relationship with her mother. They had been friends all through college and Maddie didn't want to ruin that. She quickly tossed that thought aside catching her breath and glowing with the waves of delight within her. She knew this was the beginning of a very special relationship. The room was still partially lit, the sheets strewn on the floor. The three of them lying there in naked bliss, their hearts slowly returning to their normal beat. It was then that they heard Cynthia exclaim, "Mother!" They sat upright in the bed; Julia's feet were the first to hit the floor. She ran from the room calling her daughter. Leslie looked at Maddie; her face reflected the shock she felt hearing Cynthia's voice. "Get dressed baby, this isn't good." Leslie ordered Maddie. Maddie switched on the bedside light and began gathering up clothes and tossing them on the bed. Leslie helped while grabbing her things and slipping back into them. Julia almost caught up to Cynthia who had gone to her old room in tears slamming the door behind her. "Cynthia, sweetie, please open the door we need to talk." She was met with the sound of her oldest daughter sobbing into her pillow and a muffled NO! "Please, sweetheart. I know you're shocked but I can explain. Please open the door." Julia knew the door wasn't locked; none of the smaller bedrooms had that option. She granted Cynthia this little bit of privacy hoping that she would calm down long enough to let her explain what she had just seen. As she stood there waiting for some other reaction beside the sobs, Leslie walked up behind her and whispered a suggestion. "Go get dressed, if she sees you naked she's just going to freak out more. Maddie is leaving after she finishes getting dressed. Scoot!" Julia asked one more time for Cynthia to open the door and then nodded to Leslie. Heading back to her room she apologized to Maddie who was slipping her shoes back on and looking around to make sure she hadn't forgotten anything. "Maddie, I'm so sorry. I should have planned this better." "It's ok Julia, I loved it. Well up to this point anyway. Is there anything I can do to help?" "Thank you sweetheart but I think I need to get dressed and have a long talk with her. She's in shock. I know I would be if I saw my mom like that." "She's probably been drinking which makes her more dramatic, Julia." "Maybe so, I want to talk to her and make sure she doesn't do anything rash." Maddie nodded then kissed Julia good-bye. From the bedroom, she stopped long enough to kiss Leslie and remind her to give her a call. Leslie knocked on Cynthia's door hoping she could talk the young woman into opening it. She tried several times in a soothing voice asking Cynthia to open it so they could all talk and explain. It was after Julia returned that the door crept open. Standing on the other side was a teary eyed red-faced Cynthia. Julia and Leslie recognized the scent of alcohol when Cynthia completely opened the door. "Sweetie, I'm so sorry you saw us." Julia pleaded. Leslie began her apology, "Cynthia, we wanted to tell you, sort of gradually let you know." Julia looked at Leslie with raised eyebrows, wishing Leslie would hush for a moment. Leslie got the hint as her voice trailed off, letting Julia take the lead. "Sweetheart let's go sit down." Julia walked through the doorway with Leslie a good distance behind. Cynthia had finished sobbing, her eyes red as she let her mother guide her to the double bed where they sat facing each other. Cynthia hadn't drank much, but the combination of drinks made her a bit light headed. The euphoria she was feeling when she got home had worn off when seeing her mother in bed. Leslie found a chair, turning it to face them. She considered leaving them alone but figured Julia hadn't asked her to leave so she'd stay for support. The first words out of Cynthia's mouth once they sat down, "Don't you love dad anymore mother?" "Yes, I do love him sweetheart, very much. I also love Leslie and I hope that you can come to understand that." "Does dad know?" "No, he doesn't. I promise I will tell him as soon as he's back from his trip." Julia looked into her daughter's bloodshot eyes. Her hand reached up and softly stroked the young girl's hair reassuring her of her love. Cynthia recoiled in horror looking her mother in the eyes. "You're cheating on dad, how could you do such a thing and in our house." Cynthia looked over at Leslie. "Does your husband know you fuck my mom?" Leslie's expression turned to one of guilt; she hung her head and muttered a quiet, no. "Cynthia!" Julia exclaimed, shocked that her daughter could be so crude. "Mother, I just caught you in bed with two other women. I think that justifies my manners." Leslie stood and grabbed tissues from the nightstand offering them to Cynthia. She took the box nearly ripping Leslie's hand off with it. She blew her nose depositing the spent tissue on the floor. Julia tried to explain, "I didn't think you'd be coming home so early. We lost track of time." "I'm sorry too Cynthia. Can you please forgive us?" "Forgive you? I think you need to talk to dad and your husband for forgiveness. I'm mad at you both for doing this here. I don't know if I can forgive you for cheating on dad. What did he do to deserve this?" "This will never happen again, sweetheart I promise." "I hope not, now would you two please leave me alone. I just don't want to talk anymore about this right now." Cynthia rose and walked to the door to ushering her mother and Leslie out. They both hung their heads in shame and headed back to Julia's room, neither saying a word as they walked down the hall. Leslie looked around the bedroom and picked up the remaining pieces of clothing then looked at Julia who was sitting on the bed sobbing. "We'll figure something out. I guess I have to tell Bill now. I don't think either of us is going to have a good night Julia so I'll just kiss you and go. Talk to her, I think she might be open to understanding we do love each other and maybe people have the capacity to have more than one love in their life." "Alright, we'll see what happens in the morning, assuming I can sleep now. I'm still upset that this happened." "It will work out, at least I think it will, I do love you. I am going to wait until after you tell John before I tell Bill." "Leslie, sweetie, I know you do and I love you. Maybe I can think of how I'm going to tell him, if she'll just give me some time. If not then it will be when he gets home tomorrow." Leslie kissed Julia goodbye and left for home, unsure what she was going to do. Julia thought about the evening and the different ways she could tell John. She sighed, shaking her head as she went to the bathroom to shower and get ready for bed. It had been a long night and she hoped a shower would relax her enough so she could get some sleep. The warm water did help; she stood under the stream and let it soak in. It felt good but didn't reveal the answers she was seeking. With her body clean and dry she walked back out to her bedroom, slipped into her panties and straightened the bed covers. The night was warm enough and coupled with the shower she didn't bother putting on her nightshirt. After straightening the bed sheets she climbed into bed. She thought back at how lovely the night had been. Leslie was so surprised and delighted with Maddie. Fluffing her pillows she arranged them against the headboard. Reaching up and flicking off the light she settled in continuing to think about her husband's possible reactions to her confession and what the future might hold. Noticing the light still on in Cynthia's room, she rolled over to try and get some sleep. Around 9:00 am Julia awoke, dressed and headed to the kitchen to make breakfast. She hoped Cynthia had calmed down but she didn't think that was likely to happen anytime soon. When Cynthia did come in she was cool and quiet, so Julia let her stew. After breakfast Cynthia did manage a good bye to her mother as she left. Julia took the rest of the day to straighten up the house, John wouldn't mind she had the book club over but if she was going to tell him about her affair she wanted things to be perfect. She went to the grocery store and bought fresh fruits and vegetables plus a big steak they could share. John and Bill ate out of cans when they went camping so a home cooked meal with fresh items was something he looked forward to. She kept debating whether to tell him or not. Leslie wanted her to stall, but she really wanted to get it over with. Maybe just cooking his favorite meals and having mind blowing sex would soften the blow that was sure to happen when she eventually told him. It was late afternoon when she heard the garage door open. She grabbed one of John's favorite micro brews and went out to greet him. He stunk, a week with no shower or a shave. She was lucky he took extra clothes to wear. Handing him his beer, he smiled and kissed her cheek. "Thanks, how was your week?" "Not too bad, I had the book club over last night." "Sounds exciting, what's for dinner?" He was never too interested in her book club or any of the activities she liked to do. They had talked about doing more things together to strengthen their marriage since the girls no longer lived at home. Each time they did, it eventually faded and they got back to doing their own things with their own friends. "I got some steaks, a salad, and corn on the cob, artichokes. I'll do the inside stuff if you'll do the steaks." "Sure, let me just unpack this stuff and take a shower." "Ok, I'll meet you in there in a few. I'll start the artichokes. Did you want another beer or something else to drink?" "I'll just put what's left of the ice chest stuff away. I think I'll stick with the beer sweetheart." She left the garage and went to the kitchen to start dinner. John came in and grabbed another beer and her ass on the way to the shower. She smiled and followed him out. Their conversation in the shower was mostly catching up. He told her about the many animals they had seen and the pictures he'd taken. He complained a bit about Bill, traffic, and the cost of getting away. She listened and told him about her week. They traded places under the water, each soaping then rinsing as they talked. After they were both clean and he had a chance to shave his week old beard she reached down and began washing his penis. "Well hello." "I missed you." She told him in a seductive tone cradling his stiffening dick in her hands. "How much?" "Enough, did you miss me?" "You know I did. Can't you see how much?" His dick snapped to attention as she slid her hand up and down it stroking it with the tips of her fingers. She looked up at him and closed her eyes. Moving closer, John wrapped his arms around her and pulled her to him for a long passionate kiss. She managed to continue the stroking as they kissed, making sure she kept him interested but not too far along that he would go off in her hand. They kissed for a bit, letting the water careen off their bodies. She snuggled closer to him massaging his hardened dick, enjoying how quickly he achieved his erection. She kissed him playfully one time then lowered herself in front of him. The water bounced off her salt and pepper hair as she kissed his stomach. Looking up at him she smiled while trying to keep her eyes open. The droplets of warm water made it difficult, John turned slightly to block the water from her face, brushing her cheek with his finger and smiling down at her. She mouthed a "thank you" and then kissed the tip of his dick. Her fingernails ran the length of him as she began kissing and licking him. He smiled and placed his hand on the shower wall for support. He thought she must have really missed him since she rarely if ever gave him this kind of attention. Julia continued playing with him, stroking, licking and kissing. John closed his eyes and ran his fingers through her wet hair. This was a delightful sensation and he wanted it to last. He tried to think of anything unrelated to the delicious feeling Julia was giving him right now. Her soft touch made it extremely difficult. She could feel his dick swell even more as she cupped his balls and engulfed his better than average erection. The sucking sounds she made didn't help John; his knees began to weaken as she took him as deep as she could in her mouth. She did this a few times while massaging his testicles and gently cupping them. When she popped him out of her mouth the fourth time, tracing the underside of his dick with her fingernails he fell back against the shower wall and closed his eyes. She knew he was ready, so she engulfed him one more time. His face made that familiar scrunch as he released his warm cum in her mouth. Her fingers milking him as she accepted it, swallowing each spurt as he moaned with pleasure, his knees weak. She smiled as she finished consuming him even after he had finished delivering. She kept kissing and stroking him, wanting to be sure he was completely satisfied. "Damn woman, you must have really missed me." "I told you I did" She looked up at him with a big smile and slowly rose to kiss him. He placed his arms around her tight, partly for support and partly out of sheer love. They kissed once again, her body pressed close to him; she thought about telling him but decided not to destroy his euphoria. He held her in his arms and managed to move her under the warm water so they could share its feel. She thanked him and nestled her head into his shoulder. "I love you, John" "I love you too, sweetheart." They finished their shower, talking as they dried off. John asked if they she was ready for him to start the steaks. Julia told him that everything should be ready for him to start grilling and the steaks were on a plate in the fridge. They dressed and went to the living room after a stop for Julia to mix herself a drink. John finished his beer and grabbed the plate, heading out to start the grill, a fresh beer in his hand. He stood on the deck sipping and watching the sunset as the steaks sizzled away. Julia finished her dinner preparations and came out to join him. She brought a martini with her, partially to help relax and to help build up her nerve to approach John with her confession. "They should be done in about ten minutes, everything else ready?" "Yes, all we have to do is put everything on the table." "Good, I should have taken tomorrow off from work; I could use a day of nothing to do." "So why don't you, just add a day. I'm sure you're boss would approve." "I'll think about it." "Did you want another beer with dinner?" "Sure, that will be my last for tonight though. I really should cut back, beer is getting expensive." "John, you don't drink that much anyway. Bring them in when they're ready I'll have everything on the table." She kissed his cheek and went back inside to set the table and await their meal. Not too long after John walked in they sat down to dinner. They didn't talk much while eating; Julia was nervous and didn't want to ruin John's meal with any serious conversation. They talked about the up coming week and what their girls were doing. After eating, they both put the soiled dishes away and retired to the living room to relax and watch television. John took the remote, as usual and scanned through the channels until he came upon a baseball game. Julia snuggled close to him and managed after a few minutes to sneak the television control from him. She switched the TV off and asked him if they could talk for a bit. He looked at her and with an inquisitive expression and told her yes. Julia straightened herself up and looked John in the eyes. Her voice was soft and subdued as she began to tell him her story. "Something happened this week that you should know about and I really don't know how to tell you." He looked at her wondering what was so serious. She had seemed so carefree since he'd been home and then there was the shower thing. "Someone die? What can't you tell me?" "It actually started before we were married, I don't know why I haven't said anything. It just seemed like maybe a passing thing." Julia paused to let John think for a second and then she continued. "I had a lover in college prior to us getting together. I thought maybe that it was just an experience and it would never happen again. Well, I was wrong and now I'm regretting not taking it more seriously." "Would you just tell me what it is, please?" He really didn't understand what she was saying until she told him the second time in plainer language. Julia swallowed hard, reaching deep inside herself she blurted out the words and waited for them to hit home. "John, I'm bisexual and I've been with another woman. Cynthia saw us together last night so now I need to be honest with you and myself." John's looked deeply into his wife's eyes. His thoughts slowly churning, digesting her words with various images. He took a minute to contemplate then began his retort. "So, let me get this straight, pardon the pun. We've been married over twenty eight years and all that time you've been bisexual and couldn't tell me. But our daughter finds out by seeing you with another woman?" "Pretty much." Julia's expression went from embarrassment in admitting she had an affair to one of worry, not knowing how John was dealing with his new enlightenment. "Why couldn't you have told me instead of sneaking behind my back and having an affair? Cynthia found out by seeing you? I bet she freaked out. Julia, what the fuck were you thinking? "But John, let me explain." Julia began to tear up as John controlled his emotions and talked to her in a stern tone. "Maybe when I've calmed down, you can explain. Right now I'm not in a very good mood. Please go before I do something we may both regret. You need to find someplace else to stay. You've broken our vows, lied to me, and who knows what else. Get the fuck out of this house." "His eyes were beginning to redden, tears taking root. "But, John." Her eyes red with tears, she placed her hands on his thigh hoping they could discuss it more. John grabbed her hands and removed them from his body. His demeanor was calm as he told her in a disappointed voice trying not to break down. "Julia, go. Call me in a couple of days. I need to think about this more." Her face now red and streaked with tears, she got up and walked to their room. He could hear her sobbing as she threw things into a suitcase. He sat on the sofa pondering her news the beers and her revelation clouding his mind. Her sobs continued as she finished packing. Walking back out, she looked at him and told him once more that she loved him. He turned his head and ignored her. She could see he had started to cry, the tears streaking down his cheek and a tissue in his hands. Her heart felt as if it had been torn from within her. She reluctantly drug her bag behind her and went out to the garage and her car. After getting in and opening the garage door she took out her cell phone and pressed the speed dial. Trying to hold back her sobs she spoke into the phone as she turned the key in the ignition. Winter Love Ch. 05 "Hello, I told him. Not good. Can I stay with you for a bit? Thanks. I'm leaving now. Okay, see you soon. Yes, I can drive. I'll be careful. Bye." She hung up the phone and looked in the rear view slowly moving out of the garage. She paused just before the street, adjusted the mirror to look at herself. She shook her head as she closed the garage door. Watching it shut she hoped it wasn't symbolic of how things would work out, closing the door on a large portion of her life. "What did you do, woman?" She asked herself. She sniffed and placed the mirror back to its original position, looking at the house, hoping John would come running out to stop her. Sadly, that didn't happen. She looked behind her again and backed out of the driveway and on her way she went. Winter Love Leslie moaned with delight as Julia explored the each part of her breasts. Julia's attention to her nipples and the additional massaging with her hands drove Leslie into a dimension her husband had never accomplished. Finally, Julia slowed down and guided Leslie towards the bed. Julia watched as Leslie slowly backed onto the bed and waited for her. She was still a bit shy about her body and immediately pulled the covers over her. Julia giggled and smiled at her. Leslie blushed and motioned Julia to slip in next to her. Julia smiled and slowly removed her robe and climbed into the bed next to Leslie. Julia whispered to Leslie, "You know I've wanted to see you like this since the first time we met." Leslie somewhat surprised but very delighted responded, "Well, we'll have to make up for lost time won't we." Julia's face became one massive smile as she returned to enjoying Leslie's perfect triangles. Leslie laid back and enjoyed Julia's attention. She placed her hands in Julia's hair and pressed her tighter to her breasts. The soft sucking sounds that Julia made brought back fond memories for Leslie. Leslie had been seduced by her college roommate her freshman year. They had been drinking and feeling lonely that warm October evening. One thing led to another and before either had realized it they were both naked and enjoying each other's passion. Julia continued devouring Leslie's breasts, she moaned with delight as Leslie ran her fingers through her hair, gently brushing her face with the backs of her fingers. Leslie purred as Julia became more aggressive suckling her. Julia slowly moved her attention to Leslie's midsection kissing her tummy then moving back to the lovely orbs that felt so good in her mouth. Leslie laid back and enjoyed Julia's explorations. Julia continued to explore Leslie's willing body going lower on her each time she left her breasts. Leslie moaned louder with each trip Julia took further down her body. After a few delicious kisses and licks down her body Leslie decided she had had enough. She placed her hands on Julia's head and guided her between her legs. "Oh my" Julia exclaimed, "Someone is enjoying this". Julia lifted the covers off of the two of them and eagerly dove between Leslie's firm thighs. She placed her face just over Leslie's wetness, noticing her swollen lips and parting legs. "You didn't think I was enjoying this?" Leslie coyly replied. "Oh, I thought you might be enjoying this but now I have proof." Julia looked up at her and smiled, she moved forward and kissed Leslie full on the mouth. For a few brief seconds their tongues played and they each felt their bodies grinding on the others. Julia slowly released her grip and slipped down to place her lips just above Leslie's sweet wet nether lips. Leslie moaned as Julia inserted her tongue between her swollen lips. Julia kissed, sucked and licked the area around Leslie's lips and then as Leslie arched her back Julia plunged inside. Leslie again flashed back to her first time again. She lay back, letting Julia devour her. Julia continued to enjoy Leslie's wetness; her cheeks were soaked with Leslie's juices. Julia kept varying her touch and speed, looking for that perfect place that would take Leslie over the edge. After a few minutes Leslie started to writhe and Julia knew she had hit the spot. Julia placed her tongue inside Leslie's inner lips slowly moving around her clit. Enjoying Leslie's passionate moans and her delicious taste. Julia's hand worked their way under Leslie, gently lifting her so she could enjoy her a bit more easily. Leslie helped by spreading her legs a bit further and arching her back. Julia was becoming as excited as Leslie; she kept teasing Leslie, bringing her close then backing off a bit. Finally, as Leslie begged Julia to stop teasing, Julia let her tongue slide over Leslie's clit. Leslie shuddered as Julia brought her to the most intense orgasm she had experienced in quite some time. Leslie grasped Julia and slowly brought her face-to-face, kissing her deeply and tasting her own juices. Their tongues played as Leslie quaked with continuing orgasms. They held each other and continued to kiss and hug for what seemed like hours. Eventually Leslie's breathing slowed and she closed her eyes. "That was so yummy Julia, I haven't felt that good in years" Leslie whispered to Julia. Julia replied with a sly grin, "I'm glad Leslie and to think we have all day". Leslie returned her smile and kissed Julia again "Yes we do, and now it's your turn to lay back my new found love." With that Julia rolled over and eagerly awaited Leslie's touch knowing that she had found a new friend as well as a lover.