6 comments/ 15198 views/ 13 favorites A Brighton Weekend Pt. 01 By: Aimie2469 Finally, a chance for a few days away from work, home, responsibilities, but sadly Linda could not join me, "Sorry honey, I have that regional management meeting and I can't get out of it!" So here I was staying in a Hotel overlooking Brighton's Marine Palace and Pleasure Pier. When one is surrounded by nice people and good food; what else could a nice lesbian girl need for a short break away from home! My itinerary was open, a morning of looking around the town centre, perhaps a little shopping; lunch somewhere either on or just off the prom, followed by an afternoon walk along the esplanade people watching, and there might even be something going on at the Bandstand, who knows. This evening, a nice dinner at the hotel and maybe a night club; glorious! All had gone according to plan apart from the Bandstand where the afternoon events were for young children, Continuing my walk back I was about fifteen minutes away from the pier when it began to spit with rain, another five minutes and it was beginning to come down! Quickening my pace, getting close to the hotel it finally settled into a steady pour. I hurried across the King's Road and the doorman greeted me with an umbrella up the stairs and into the hotel lobby. Passing the Front Desk the clerk on duty told me that, "as there had been so many rooms vacated today, my room was net yet serviced:" "No problem, nothing we can't work around when Housekeeping arrives." Arriving at the door to my room the Housekeeping cart was in front of it, the latch of the dead bolt had been set to hold it very slightly ajar, nothing unusual about that when the Housekeepers were servicing the room, I thought nothing of it. For a moment I thought about coming back later but then decided that, at the very least, I should towel down and perhaps fix my hair a little before going down for afternoon tea. I was about to take hold of the door knob when, from the bathroom immediately adjacent to the door, I heard the sound of a woman expressively murmuring in a tone that could only be called a mewling of passion. Very carefully, very quietly, I eased the door open. The Bathroom door was slightly ajar, sufficient that through the hinged side of the door jamb I could see the tall, slender figure of the girl who did the housekeeping on this floor sitting on the edge of the sink, her head thrown back, skirt high around her waist and her fingers entwined in the hair of the Supervisor who's head was moving lasciviously up and down within the confines of her thighs. I knew it was a Supervisor as they all wear a sky blue jacket denoting their position in the hierarchy of the hotel and I could just see enough of her shoulders to pick this out. "Oh yes Margaret, right there, oh baby, yes, again, again" From my singularly selfish advantage point, I watched for as long as I dare. The vision of this gloriously lesbian interaction was exciting not only to observe but also exciting in the manifest of sensations that it was engendering at points very close to home... Yes, damn it, I was wet and I loved this opportunity of chance voyeurism. I have said it before and no doubt I shall unashamedly repeat myself again in the future: "I love to watch and I love to be watched!" For now, I was obliged to withdraw from the wonderful events on which I had stumbled, events that were now coming to an end. As these two women kissed I quietly withdrew from my vantage point. I had no desire to cause embarrassed concern, but I most assuredly did hold a very specific desire to experience this stunning piece of housekeeping ass for myself. Although I was reasonably certain that the Supervisor was the short but really cute, dark headed beauty I had seen earlier today in the lift, I never got to really get a good look, but if it was she I have to admit, I also had some pretty good hot's for her also. Now back in the corridor I hurried to the foyer of the lift and waited for a few minutes before casually returning to the room. The Supervisor was coming out as I approached the door and 'YES, it was her!' Greeting her with a smile I inquired: "Is it OK for me to get back in, the Desk Clerk told me there had been some delay" "Oh yes Madam, Cassie is nearly done, just finishing up a few points, sorry for the inconvenience." "Inconvenience, no; hey things take time, think nothing of it, it all comes right in the end" I smiled at my purposeful inference, full in the knowledge that she was unaware of all that I had seen. "Thank you again, your patience it is so appreciated," and she hurried off down the corridor. I sensed a little nervousness in her departure but put it down to the fact that she had just had a muff-dive in my bathroom; lucky girl! Entering my room Cassie was hurriedly rearranging the pillows of the bed. "Hello. Is it Cassie?" "Yes Madam, good afternoon, I'll be gone in a flash, sorry for the delay!" "Not a problem, is it OK if I use the bathroom, are you finished there?" "Oh yes, you go right ahead." Closing the bathroom door behind me, I was about to pull my skirt up when I noticed a small item in the corner of the vanity just behind where they put those lovely small bottles of shampoo etc., but this was something quite different. Picking it up I found myself holding a thong. Thoughts rushed through my mind, picturing Cassie sitting here, reliving the image of her held in the throes of clandestine orgasm. Oh Cassie, you sexy woman! Flushing the loo, I washed my hands and stepped out. "Thank you Mam, all done for today." Conversationally I inquired: "What time do you get off?" Again I had to smile at my own joke. "You're my last room today, so all I have to do is restock and store my stuff, and then I'm off. I'll try to be earlier tomorrow Mam. Again, sorry for the delay." "Please, honey, think nothing of it!" As the door closed behind her I found myself in a whirl of thoughts... How do I meet her again? How do I contact her? How do I approach her? No, I can't just take advantage of my knowledge and blackmail her into my bed, tempting maybe, but no that was not going to happen! I moved to reach for the bottle of wine I had on the dresser, and realised again that I was holding her thong in my hand. It was like a magnet, I succumbed to the sensation of placing it to my lips, kissing it and breathing in the soft residual odour of her upon it before placing it on the dresser. Oh wow Aimie, what are you going to do? I poured a glass of wine, sipping it thoughtfully as I contemplated the possibilities; there was a quiet knock at the door. Peering through the security lens, it was her, it was Cassie! I had to stand back and take a deep breath. Cassie knocked again, this time a little louder. I opened the door: "Oh, hello again." Somewhat nervously Cassie apologized for disturbing me: "Please excuse me Mam, but I think I may have left something in the bathroom." Entering my room, the door automatically closed behind her and as she reached for the bathroom door handle I found myself unable to not let her know of my find. Taking her hand, I gently guided her toward the dresser. "Is this what you forgot Cassie?" I reached out to pick up the thong, holding it in my open palm to return it to her. Cassie collapsed into tears, as she now moved to sit on the foot of the bed. Red with embarrassment "Oh Mam, I am so sorry... I know it's against procedure but I used your bathroom while you were out, I took them off and completely forgot them, I am so sorry!" Drawing a Kleenex from the box on the bedside table, giving it to her, I sat on the bed beside her. My arm moving around her shoulder to comfort her... Comfort her? No I wasn't, I was seducing her, I wanted her and this was my prime opportunity! Once again she whimpered an apology: "Mam, I..." I placed a finger to her lips, quieting her as I continued: "Cassie, my darling girl you have nothing to apologise for, and sweetheart please, my name is Aimie, call me Aimie" Laughing as I smiled at her, "Besides, I'm 33 and 'Mam' makes me feel so damned old!" As I wiped away the trailing remnants of her tears, I found myself being drawn toward her, Cassie came closer and I felt her kiss my cheek. Again she moved to me and I felt a tingle as she kissed my neck; releasing a small whimper of pleasure I let her do it again... The thought rushed through my mind: 'Aimie, you're being seduced! Oh fuck, do I tell her I'm a proud lesbian? Or do I remain quiet and allow her to seduce me, to give her the impression I have never done this before? Oh fuck, roll with the moment Aimie, roll with it, enjoy, and see where the ride takes you! Turning my face toward her I tried to present an expression of uncertainty. Cassie smiled as she took my face in her hands; leaning my head to one side her lips brushed across my own, settling into a soft kiss! I momentarily leaned away but then allowed her to draw me back in, allowing her lips to mold against my own, slowly accepting and responding to her kiss. I felt a surge of almost nervous tension as I now proceeded on my chosen course, and as Cassie kissed my neck, I lied as I whispered: "Cassie, I: I have never kissed a woman like this before, I..." I trailed away from my sentence and as I looked into her eyes, accepting her continued move toward me, I again murmured a nervous whisper: "Show me Cassie, teach me!" With the recognisable, lusting smile of a lesbian sensing the conquest of seducing a femme virgin Cassie pulled me to her, laying my back to the bed, her kiss became so evidently more ardent with passion. Her kisses were glorious, and with each administration to my face, eyes, neck and mouth I slowly displayed my accepting need and wanting passion for more. Her kisses ascended into the mouth opening engorging of the wanting passions of delving tongues, each greeting the other in the natural desire for the Sapphic needs of another woman. Cradling my head in one arm, Cassie's kisses continued to excite. Her free hand stroking my face and my neck, insidiously descending to my chest, gliding softly over my shoulder and down my side, her palm always moving closer to, but never actually touching my breast, carefully responsive to my every reaction to her touch. Obviously emboldened by my continued enjoyment of her kiss and touch she very deftly slid her fingers across the line of my breasts. I murmured into her kiss but as her hand passed more firmly over my breast I feigned nervousness. My arms dropping to my side, I tensed, opened my eyes and gasped a deep breath inward. Cassie sensed my tension immediately, her hand returning to my face, lightly stroking my cheek as she delivered a light kiss of knowing, and as she looked into my eyes I told her: "I'm sorry, its all so new, please, take no notice, don't stop!" "Shush honey, its all OK, its all good." Cassie reassured me as she moved her breasts against the side of my chest. Her lips once again upon my own, once again expressive of her passion as once more she lowered her hand over my top, only to lightly pass down traversing through my cleavage to my abdomen, stroking me before returning upward to gently caress my breasts. Inside, I experienced a fleeting pang of guilt for not expressing my true self to her. My reality is to be the dominant partner, to take the lead; thing is, with Linda my partner in life, I have learnt that sometimes I have to be submissive, as, when I am with her she is also a dominant and we have experienced some very interesting trysts as to whom was going to be the leader on any one occasion! So for now, so be it, my pang was to be short lived and I settled back into the roll of the mystified submissive, and besides, I was loving the entire experience of being so carefully, so thoughtfully seduced. Responding to her continued kisses, I rolled to my side toward her and placing my hand on hers I encouraged her touch of my still clothed breasts. It was as though I had passed a barrier, that I had given her permission and with this encouragement I was delighted as she now caressed with more verve, her fingers squeezing into the substance of my breasts. With my continued murmurings of pleasure Cassie moved her hand beneath my top, reached behind my back to the strap of my bra, stroking her hand beneath it as she sensitively asked "May I?" "Oh yes baby, and my top!" I sat up and her fingers expertly released the two hooks. Raising my arms she pulled my bra and my top up and away. It felt good to feel my tits free and out in the open, now cooled by the rooms air conditioning after being cloistered for so long beneath my clothes and the heat of my seducers body. As I lay back I delighted in her facial expression of approval of my 32D breasts. Releasing a silent 'phew' of pleasure her hand reached to me; in support of my continued acquiescence I released a sigh of pleasure at her touch, and for the first time I raised my hand to her right breast, tentatively squeezing, even through her bra I could feel her excited nipples. As we mutually enjoyed the moment Cassie suggested that we undress. Closing my eyes, looking down, I 'nervously!' Quietly agreed. We both moved to sit on the side of the bed, I looked at her, in reality I wanted to take her there and then but I controlled myself, the seduction had been so lovingly wonderful. Cassie again leaned toward me, and as she kissed me I recognised the look of lesbian conquest in her demeanour and I relished in my accomplishment. "Cassie?" "Yes baby?" "Can I undress you?" As I took her hands in mine, we stood up, Cassie absolutely blooming at my virginal request! For a moment we held each other close, reviving a gloriously mouth watering kiss of moist lips and encouraging tongues. My hands moved to the buttons of her housekeeping tunic and I fumbled with them until reaching number three before becoming more familiar with their release. Slowly her body came into my view exposing the upper hemispheres of her beautiful pair of 36B tits and a figure that just cried out to be touched and loved, she was stunning! Slipping the tunic off her shoulders she moved into me, my mouth was dry as she kissed me. I thought to myself: 'nice touch the dry mouth' but it was dry from a sense of increasing lustful desire for this beautiful woman, not the nervousness of a femme initiate... No matter; the neophyte image had been preserved and my dry mouth was soon moist again from the delving tongue of my lover. As we held each other I naively reached for the back hooks of her bra, fully knowing it was clipped in the front: "Its front fastening baby" "Phew, sorry, I hadn't noticed." Smiling, I stepped back just a little, sufficient to release from their bonds those amazing tits... I had to control my breathing, damn I wanted to devour them! We kissed again as the bra slipped down her arms, arms which now free reached around me, her fingers nimbly unzipping my skirt and then releasing the waistband. Stepping back it dropped to the floor; again we moved to each other, our bodies blending at the breasts... Loudly I murmured my delight at the feeling of breasts on breasts; a feeling of which I have always delighted: "Oh Cassie, I never knew what an amazing feeling another woman's breasts could hold!" Moving now one against the other in a delightful waltz of breasts against breasts, Cassie's thumbs hooked into the waistband on my panties. I smiled a smile of permission for her to remove them, and standing back she pulled them down and her mouth lightly encompassed the nipple of my left tit. It was only a moment of touch but the sensation was magical. Now she was on her knees, my hands on her shoulders as she drew the flimsy article of clothing down my legs and as she held my thighs I stepped out, flicking it away with my toes. I felt her hot breath in my groin as she lightly kissed first one side and then the other. I threw my head back breathing deeply to maintain my self-control, difficult as she now kissed her way back up my torso, through my cleavage to my welcoming mouth and lips now mingled in the increasing fervour of mutual wanton desire. Responding to the magnetic draw of the bed we lay side by side immersing ourselves again into delving of deep and wet kisses; our hands researching the nakedness of the other. Again I had to hold back, I had to let Cassie take the lead to, as I had earlier said to her: "Show me Cassie, teach me!" It was a teaching plan that she was now taking to heart... Kissing as we were, and believe me - I love to kiss; she now had one thigh lying across my legs, the moist heat of her pussy against my thigh... As her mouth now kissed and licked its way to my tits my hand responsively moved to the the back of her head, my fingers lightly combing though her hair and as her tongue licked across my very aroused nipple I could not resist the need to push her onto me, as I exclaimed: "Oh yes lover, suck my nipple, oh yessss, bite me, I adore that!" Cassie responded immediately! Her hand at one breast teasing the nipple as her mouth gorged on the other; licking, sucking nibbling on the flesh, the areolar and nipple of my tit then moving to other to delightfully pleasure both herself and I. This was bliss and as she nipped onto my nipple again, my thighs reflexively opened, her leg moved between them and I squealed in lustful pleasure as she almost rammed her thigh against the hot, oozing wetness of my crotch! "Oh fuck Cassie, if only I had known!" Cassie giggled but I wanted needed, and lusted for my fill of her amazing tits... "Cassie I need, oh lover I need your breasts, I need to experience you" In one swift and experienced rolling move I had her on her back... I stared at her tits open mouthed, swearing to myself not to blow my cover, but damn I wanted the feel, the opportunity to savour those large engorged nipples to the delights of my mouth. Softly now, I caressed her globes of love, my tongue licking teasingly over the light brown circles of her areolar before softly puckering my lips, encircling them over a nipple and suckling it into my mouth. One and then the other received my tentative attentions; tentative now but gradually increasing in wanton need almost exposing my experience but managing always to stop, more prematurely than I desired, but my goals had to be achieved; my seducer must know of her success! "Oh Baby, I love your breasts, I wish mine were this size" Cassie smiled, flattered by my attentions to her. Holding my head to her breast she directed me to suck and lick, to suckle hard: "You won't hurt me Aimie, suck me harder my sweet lover." I am a quick learner and I took my pleasure, obviously much to her liking, her passion for the love of a woman at her tits was displayed both verbally and by the movements of her body to my mouth. I was loving every moment of touching and kissing her breasts and felt a little disappointed when I felt her drawing me up, but the kiss that ensued held me in absolute rapture and loving attention to her mouth. "Lay back baby, I want your tits also" I murmured a deep "Mmmm," as once again her lips suckled to each of my nipples, but now as she mouthed each, her hand was circling over and around my abdomen. Soft fingers and a warm palm encroached upon my mound. My pussy lips are completely shaved but my Mons displays a small area of pubic hair shaved into the shape of a small heart... It is one of Linda's delights to regularly shave my pussy and coiffure my heart, I have to say it makes for amazing foreplay. But at this moment, Cassie had kissed her way down and was admiringly stroking it... Looking down at her, our eyes met and she whispered, "Open your legs baby." Once again I took a deep sighing breath; once again my thighs parted allowing my alluring lover to move between them as she kissed once more the angles of my groins, her hands now pushing my knees up and out, my pussy open to her every touch and kiss... For now Cassie was happy to stroke my inner thighs, her fingers gradually coming closer, teasingly so toward my labial lips; it was now that I felt her breath upon me, purposefully breathing over me, blowing across me... Once again I mewled a deep sigh of wanting pleasure, sighing once again to totally display my acceptance to whatever she wished of me... I admit to a degree of frustration, I wanted her to tongue and finger fuck right then. Phew, by all that is holy forgive me, I was so totally engrossed in the selfish taking of my pleasure from this stunningly beautiful lesbian... Never-the-less, I needed her mouth now! A Brighton Weekend Pt. 01 "Oh Cassie, please, now baby, kiss me now now!" With a wanting deep sigh of her own, her mouth now descended over me, opening wide to encompass the entirety of my pussy lips. Sucking onto me I felt her tongue slide into the lower edges of my slit; now slithering up and through, before returning over and over to perform the same sensitive stroke; each time my pussy exuding more and more wetness. As that amazing tongue sort out the introitus of my cunt my hands instinctively reached to her head, my hands guiding her to where I wanted her most as I declared "Oh fuck baby, NO man has ever been this skilled." It was almost as though my declaration, all be it without previous experience of a man, triggered an instant change in passion and pace... Cassie's mouth became alive, her tongue was everywhere, in me, over me, her lips now circling my clit as her her magical tongue deftly licked... Electric spasms coursed though me and then she was back to my slit, ravenous in her pursuit of my inner lips and my cunt... Without warning, she suddenly came out from between my legs, coming to my face, kissing me deep, hard with sexual passion before staring, in fact almost glaring at me, demanding that I turn over: "Roll over, lay on your face!" Without hesitation I did as I was told. From behind Cassie grasped my ankles, spreading my legs wide and moving between them before lying her entire body over mine, her legs between my thighs, her mound pushing into the cleft of my buttocks. Hands deeply massaging my shoulders, rough with her own desire she licked, kissed and bit the back and sides of my neck... Unbeknownst to her I was in heaven; blissfully aware of and anticipating what I felt sure she was about do to me! Absorbing every nuance of her touch she now proceeded to kiss and nibble her route down my spine, re-positioning herself to her knees as she descended, her kisses now at the cleft of my arse before she sat up, grasped my pelvis and unceremoniously, pulled me to my knees: Cassie's hands kneaded into my buttocks, squeezing, suddenly she slapped a cheek, then again: I groaned my pleasure into the pillow, it was a groan that obviously signaled to her my liking of all she was doing and she needed no further encouragement! Now spanking the other cheek she leaned forward, her wet tongue licking over and around my cheeks, her hands holding each, her knees holding my legs apart as her tongue now licked into the depths of my crack, down and down, my flesh was alive with tingling goosebumps as she now circled her tongue around the puckered edges of my ring. Her fingernails scratched across the surface of my cheeks as her tongue performed its magical work at my arse; pushing, licking and kissing. I felt her saliva trickling over me and then without warning a finger swept deeply within, fucking me as I writhed back and forth: "Oh yes lover, give me more..." "You like?" "Mmmmm, oh fuck yes!" One finger was replaced by two and the fucking proceeded to go on... Cassie was alive with her mouth, kissing and licking my butt and my lower back before licking down my crack again... Expressing a murmuring sound of pleasure Cassie's fingers were withdrawn, the weight of her body feel against me once more and I again felt her kisses on the back of my neck as she rubbed her tits against my back... There was a long pause before she spoke, almost giggling into my ear: "Oh baby, this is so romantic, but do I ever have to pee!" I laughed into the pillow as she climbed off of me to sit on the side of the bed where I now joined her. Two naked women, a light kiss and as it ended I whispered: "I think I better join you, I think we still have more..." I paused, smiling at her before finishing the sentence: "...to cum!" Laughing together we moved to the bathroom where Cassie watched me pee, after which, I watched her before we together each washed our hands and returned to the bed. Lying on our sides, lightly touching the skin of the other Cassie said: "You would make one hell of a lesbian, you're some kind of lover." I smiled coyly and as I thanked her she rolled me to my back, grasped a tit and her mouth was immediately back in action, both tits were caressed and squeezed, my hardened nipples suckled and bitten on as her lower hand now moved again to my mound. It was a touch welcomed by my opening my legs wide; my pussy wet and longing for her continued touch. Fingers slithered into my slit. I pulled her face to mine wanting of her kisses, our tongues each attempting to gain supremacy over the other. It was a battle that I immediately lost as she literally drove two experienced fingers into the depths of my cunt, curling up and roughly massaging the rubbery line of mucosa that enveloped my G-spot. With a rushing intake of air I grasped her hair, pushing her head away from the kiss and down to my pussy: "Tongue fuck me baby, tongue me now!" Her face buried itself into my commission. My legs held high exposing to her my need for her to be at me as far and as deep as her tongue would permit. The wet sounds of her mouth slurping over me; her tongue luxuriantly exciting as it slithered up and down my slit, I loved it all. Cassie passionately explored every crevice of minora and majora and I squeeled in pleasure as she now settled onto my clit. I knew she had magical lips and tongue but this was something special. She was light of touch and then rough in both lips and suction, now gentle again, her tongue caressing the most sensitive quadrant of every woman's clit, the left upper and anterior quadrant. Oh fuck yes, Cassie knew her business full well and I relished in each and every swipe of her tongue and every sudden interlude of perfect sucking and kissing. I was in mid sigh when her mouth pulled away from me. I looked down to see what was happening and as she looked into my eyes she slapped my clit... "Oh FUCK!" In that single moment her lips surrounded my clit, her tongue swept around and around. My pelvis lifted from the bed and the shock waves of a deep, deep and impending orgasm began to encroach upon my every nerve ending... My hands fell to my sides, my fingers grasping the sheet, my knees fell to the bed as my inner self imploded into the most exquisite shock waves of cum extruding orgasm... My pussy was awash with my juices and Cassie was licking me into bliss as she softly proceeded to suckle and kiss to bring me back into something like reality. "Phew lover, that was something fucking else," I told her honestly, before she adoringly kissed my face and my mouth, the taste of me upon her lips. "Oh yes!" I mused, smiling as I looked into eyes. We lay on our sides enjoying the touch of each other, relaxing after the preceding exertions, but as I looked at her, my own needs to give gradually came to the fore. Rolling her onto her back my hand moved to her tits. Cassie drew me down embracing me into a kiss but my hand never stopped enjoying those two perfect hemispheres of firm sensuous beauty. My fingers circled her areolar and in one fleeting moment my lips left her mouth and fell upon her dark reddish-brown nipple, one, then the other and back again. I was hungry and my appetite needed feeding, and as I heard her breath grow deeper and felt her chest rise and fall beneath me I gorged myself on this banquet of tits and their amazing nipples, loving the excursion of pleasure that Cassie was so demonstratively displaying. Kissing my way into her cleavage as I used one finger to trail a route down her tummy, pausing to encircle her navel before descending between two welcoming and open thighs and into the two gorgeously full labial lips of her pussy, a pussy so succulently wet that my finger slipped easily into her waiting vagina, her cunt! For nothing but a brief moment I fingered the roof of her cunt just long enough to locate and teasingly toy with her G-spot and as I sensed her positive reaction to my touch... I withdrew! Bringing my finger to my lips, looking at her as I sucked her juices. Her look was one of lust tinged with bemusement but I didn't allow her bemusement to linger for long. Straddling across her waist, I took her hands and lifted them above her head as I moved up, sliding over her tits, maneuvering my way up, my knees now astride of her head and my pussy hovering above her face, remaining here until I pulled her hands up, releasing them to my tits; my own hands now holding her head as I lowering my crotch to her face. She need no further encouragement and as she tweaked on my nipples her tongue slipped easily, deliciously into my slit sensitively licking up, down, and over my clit. Although enjoying her mouth as much as I was I also wanted my cunnilingual share of her. Cassie tried to stop me from getting off her face but when she realised my direction of movement her legs opened and her body collapsed back into a state of total acceptance. Kneeling between her thighs I proceeded to take my fill of kissing her thighs and groins, kissing and licking her shaved mound before sitting back on my ankles to teasingly toy my fingers along her inner thighs, groins and mound. Coming tenuously close to her pussy lips, leaning forward to breath over them and sighing as I inhaled the sweet odour of her, but never touching,.. Cassie lifted her head from the pillow, looking at me, her mouth open and dry, respiring deeply as she voicelessly urged me to go down on her. I did not, I would not, not until she found her voice and asked for me to do so: Feverishly licking her lips to bring moisture back to her mouth she finally blurted it out: "Holy fuck Aimie, eat me woman, please for fuck sake, eat me!" Two fingers plunged inside of her and my mouth fell ravenously upon all that I myself had been absolutely longing to get into to... Now prone between her thighs, her knees flexed high and wide I moved my hands under her butt, pulling her to me, holding and squeezing as I took my ravenous pleasure of her wetness. My tongue searched out every crease and fold of her pussy before pushing as far as it may into her; fucking her before exiting to immerse its pleasure through the pleasures of her slit... Cassie rhythmically writhed against my face, her body flushed red and tingly and we both immersed ourselves into the giving and taking of raw and wanton cunnilingual sex. I drew my hands from beneath her, slightly moving my body more toward her left thigh and pushed two fingers in her welcoming cunt; fingers oh so wet fucking back and forth, now turning up to excite that magical Gräfenburg-spot of uniquely exquisite femme pleasure. Fingers were combing though my hair and I heard her loud gasps of passion encouraging me on: "Fuck yes, baby love, yes, right there, faster baby, fuck me faster!" I did as I was bid; finger fucking her as my mouth enveloped her clit and my tongue teased every nerve ending within this engorged and very red bud of feminine joy now laid bare for my hungry selfish pleasure... So engrossed was my mouth in the passionate delight of this pussy, this cunt, I found my fingers were obstructing my research of her every fold. I pulled them from her cunt, moving them back to tease the brown puckered ring of her arse. Her pelvis lifted from the sheet in response and I pushed first one, soon to be followed by another into her arse, fucking her hole as I applied every nuance of my oral skills to her slit, her clit and her cunt. Her reaction was amazing: I sensed a chill quiver through her legs and they began to tremour at my sides. My tongue chided her clit and in that moment she raked her fingers through my hair, forcing me tightly against her and I suckled hard, taking her to her screaming peak. Cum ran over my face and I stayed in my place never relinquishing my sexual drive of lust until her body collapsed beneath me; her breathing deep, fast. This woman, this 'seductress,' totally spent. Returning to her side I lay my head on her chest, stroking her torso, lightly kissing the body of her tits as she regained her breath and pulled me to her, to kiss and to kiss again... "Phew, Aimie that was wonderful, it was like you had been doing this all your life" "I just did as you did, I just did the things I have enjoyed in the past, but it was you that brought this out of me, I loved it all!" It was true, she had, just not in the manner that she thought! We lay cuddling for some time. Cassie asked what the time was and when I told her it was nearly it 9:30 in the evening she was astonished, as was I as to where the past hours had gone! Holy shit Aimie its dark outside... Yes she was concerned, but she also laughed as she exclaimed my BFF will be wondering where the fuck I am... "I gotta go baby, but we have to meet again. I hope above all, this has been a good first experience for you." I said nothing, allowing my smile to say it for me, and as Cassie was leaving the room she looked back: "Again - Soon I hope." I smiled an "Mmmm" as she left and the door closed. "Holy cow Aimie, you horny bitch, what the fuck have you just created..." I wasn't sure, but one thing I did know: I would play the first timer again in a heartbeat! I only had one question remaining: The Supervisor? ***** Dear readers, I genuinely appreciate your comments and observations. However, I would ask that you do-not respond "Anonymously." Such responses exclude the opportunity of further conversation which may often give the writer insights for further improvement. Thank you. A Brighton Weekend Pt. 02 The Supervisor. I slept well following my fallacious yet wonderfully sensuous charade with Cassie, although it had taken me sometime to finally settle and relax following the hours we had spent together. Every time I closed my eyes I saw her in my mind's eye, every time I inhaled I smelt the perfume of her body, every time I licked my lips I tasted her and relived those wonderful moments of passion over and over. If I slept, would I dream of her and in my dreaming would I relive our incredible scenario? Suddenly I was awake, I blinked, the room full of morning sunshine and I could hear the seagulls screeching, their morning hunt for food now well underway. Oh fuck and I rolled away from the glare and covering my face with the sheet, but unable to blot out the persistent squawks of those damned gulls. Usually I enjoy watching them ride the wind, but today, all I wanted them to do was shut up! 'OK Aimie, your wide bloody awake now. What time is it?' Peering over the sheet I glanced at the alarm clock: 09:17. 'Hmm, breakfast is served until 10:30, so you better get your sorry arse out of bed, do the things you have to do and get downstairs... Damn I need a pee!" I got to the Dining Room in record time, probably due to the fact that I dressed for a morning jog, no make up, and no doubt looking like something the cat dragged in. Oh well, what the hell, 09:52 having pee'd, washed, did my hair and dressed was still a good time, and, as they say in all the good 'Old Bailey' TV Drama's: 'The condemned woman ate a hearty breakfast!' Yummy, Eggs, Bacon, fried Tomato, toast and marmalade. Why is it everything tastes better at the seaside, or is because I didn't have to cook it? In retrospect I should not have eaten so much a fact that came to light during my after breakfast jog, a jog which rapidly deteriorated into a walk! No matter, by the time I returned to the hotel I was feeling great and looking forward to a shower, getting dressed, made up and planning the rest of my day. I already knew where I was going for the evening, a friend had recommended an LGBT Club & Bar called 'Charles Street' which apparently offered a great atmosphere, a great group of people, a large dance floor and on certain evenings, hopefully this would be one of them, a Drag Cabaret. Who knows, we shall have to see, but what about this afternoon? Looking through the literature in the Hotel Lobby I found tours for the Royal Pavilion and the Theatre Royal, each within easy reach of the hotel. I was a little unsure as to whether or not the timing would permit me fitting in both tours but if I could, cool, so long as I could be back at the hotel in good time for a leisurely dinner before getting all dolled up for the Club. Stepping into the Lift I pushed № 3 and the door started to close; about half closed a hand slipped through the gap, tripping the sensor and when the door re-opened, there stood the 'Supervisor.' I felt a small shiver, but seeing me, she stopped. "Oh I am sorry, I'll get the next one." I later learnt that Hotel policy was that staff should not ride with the clientele. "It's fine, please come on" I blurted, hoping that the sudden excitement in my voice wasn't to evident! "Well, if you don't mind... Thank you" "Busy day?" "Yes, but gladly not as rushed as yesterday, that was a long day, should be able to let the girls leave early today though." 'Damn it,' I thought as the Lift came to a stop on my floor. Having no reason to pursue our brief interaction I moved to step out 'The Supervisor' held the button to keep the door open, I thanked her, telling her I hoped she had a good day and moved to walk away, but stopped as I heard her speak: "Excuse me Mam, but will you out after luncheon? I have to come around today to check Fire Alarms and would not wish to be an inconvenience." "I am planning a couple of tours later, but if I am still in my room please, you just come right on in, no problem!" "Thank you, that's very kind." An opportunity? I mused as I walked the corridor returning to my room, chuckling to myself. Why is it I always get the room at the end of the corridor. Damn she is so cute, probably about my age, cant be more than about five feet tall, but she had a figure that believe me; was all very, beautifully proportioned, and knowing she was lesbian, well that I was hoping would increase the possibilities of yet another; how do I phrase this? Shall we say: 'Opportunity Fuck!' Memories of yesterday, even though it was only the back of her head in Cassie's crotch, flooded back to my memory, the sounds of her enjoying the body that I had enjoyed later that day... Oh Aimie, you really do ascribe to the philosophy of 'while the cat's away, the mice...' I laughed, as the alternative idiom came into mind: 'don't count your chickens etc., etc.' Never-the-less, the recent catchphrase of a TV comedian "Oh, what fun!" caused me to chuckle as I slipped into my room. I jumped in shock as someone grabbed my waist and I spun around. There stood Cassie, a big smile beaming from her face. "Fuck Cassie, you scared the crap out of me!" I chuckled as I playfully slapped her thigh. "Mmm" she murmured pushing my back against the wall and delivered one of her amazing kisses. I melted in her arms as our tongues revived memories of her, dare I mention, 'seduction!' Holding me Cassie continued: "So, can I take it you have no regrets about yesterday, I mean, that kiss was just... Yummy!" Smiling broadly, teasingly coy, "Oh my..? I am in such a quandary of guilt!' I laughingly responded whilst grabbing her to me and kissing her deeply with opened mouthed, tongue invested and mutually responsive passion. Standing back Cassie continued: "Honey I can't stay now, we've been told we can leave early and I have stuff to get done, but what are you doing this evening?" "I was going to 'Charles Street', someone told me it was great place, but I'm open to alternative suggestions!" "I love 'Charles Street' how about I pick you up? Shall we say 8:00 p.m., out front?" "Works for me!" Taking my hand and placing it on her breast, she kissed me again, "Great, see you then" and hurried out of the room. Phew girl, ain't you glad you picked this place... When I tell Linda about this she is going to be all over me, wanting to know every little detail and wanting to plan the next available chance for us to come back together... I can hear her now: 'Share a room, or, two singles?' Ha ha, horny wench lover of mine! Alone again, noting the time was well into the lunch period, my thoughts returned to the 'Supervisor.' I wonder what time she'll be around to check the alarms‽ Maybe...? I laughed as I put the thought out of my mind and stripped off for a long awaited shower... Wow, where had the time gone? I rang down for Room Service ordering a light salad lunch and a glass of Chardonnay. I had initially planned to go down for lunch, but with horny thoughts in mind, I pondered that if I went, the 'Supervisor' might come when the room was empty and, although seduction was by no means a certainty, that eventuality could lead to an opportunity lost! Lunch eaten, cleaned, preened and perfumed I dressed commando in a light yellow cotton skirt in company with a frilly fronted, sheer white cotton blouse, carefully leaving the top two buttons undone sufficient to expose just a glimpse of bra-less cleavage. Checking it out for full effect in the bathroom mirror I was happy with the way I looked. In the room I positioned the armchair to not be able to see the tele, but should the opportunity arise, to also be able to flash a little inner thigh. Three quarters of an hour later I was still sitting there, watching a bit of tele and halfheartedly thumbing through a magazine, a prop which I thought might prove opportunistic if I were to drop it, causing me to uncross my legs to lean down and innocently expose my tits... But it appeared that all my efforts were coming to naught. I was about to reconsider the tour idea when there was a knock at the door and her recognisable voice sang out: "Housekeeping" Quickly rearranging my blouse and placing the mag on my thigh I called out: "Come in!" Peering around the edge of the door the 'Supervisor' smilingly inquired: "Hello again, OK if I check the Alarm?" "Yes, of course, please come on in." Entering the room she brought with her a small four teared step ladder, and although careful as she carried it in, one could not miss the way she looked at me, lightly biting her top lip, intermittently looking as she opened the ladder beneath the ceiling alarm. While her concentration was focused to the alarm, her back toward me, I slid the hem of my skirt a fraction higher. Standing on the fourth step, supporting herself with a a hand rest extension, utilising a short metal probe she now tested the alarm. A sharp ear piercing shrill filled the room and she stepped down, turning to explain it would go off as soon as it was registered on the main board at the Front Desk. Momentarily the room fell silent: "Wow, that sounds better!" she declared. Moving in my chair I dropped the magazine, and I caught an instant of her glance at my cleavage as I leant forward, unnecessarily straining to reach for the mag. "Oh please, allow me" Moving directly in front of me she bent to pick it up, her eyes once again taking a quick look as she stood to return it to me. "Thank you, by the way, what is your name?" I knew it from Cassie's throws of passion yesterday, but perhaps this was my opportunity for continued conversation. It was, but most certainly not the opening of a conversation that I had envisaged... "Margaret, and your's?" "Aimie." "Nice name, actually I have seen you before, you would not remember me, but I remember you!" Truly taken aback I moved in my chair, not meaning to expose more flesh, which turned out to be the case and it was an exposure that elicited yet another interested glance. However, in this particular moment I was more interested in where we could possibly have met! "Really, I must admit you have the better of me, where did we meet? Margaret smiled, it was a smile that filled her face: "Before I came to Brighton I was a Student Nurse at Canterbury, I did two years of training but then my Mum got ill here at home, so I had to give up training. Took a job here as a Housekeeper and then became a Supervisor. Well the money is good, I like the hours so I have stuck with it, at least until we lose Mum. Then perhaps..? We'll have to see." "So how exactly did we meet, I think I would have remembered you!" "For a group of us our next assignment was to the Operating Theatre, you came and delivered a presentation, telling us about your work and the kinds of procedures that we could see in the various Theatres within the Group. Actually, I found your enthusiasm quite electric and even gave some thought to Theatre work when I qualified." "Margaret, that's awesome, really, and thank you for the compliment of remembering me! "Oh, I found you very easy to remember, you were interesting, stimulating and I felt that we shared something!" There was a hidden tone in her voice as she said "felt that we shared something," it was a tone which caused me to ponder the question: "Shared something? What would that be Margaret?" Stepping toward me, Margaret's hand very boldly slipped within my top, her fingers gliding to my nipple. Other than closing my eyes, I didn't move, as she continued: "Our shared love of women, our mutual joy of being lesbian!" Opening my eyes, I smiled my acknowledgement, reaching to her waist I pulled her to me. Margaret sat on my lap, her fingers continuously playing excitedly over my available breast and nipple, a gentle kiss gradually became more ardent, more filled with passion, our mouths open, wanton, vigorous; oh yes this woman could kiss and kiss in the way I really liked... Never taking her hand from my tit Margaret asked: "Can you hold that thought?" "I have to take my report to the desk, make sure the carts have been stocked and then let the staff go, but I could be back in say, twenty minutes?" As we stood her hand ran over my back, around my hips finally settling to stroke over my mound... "Commando, hmm, I like that! If your naked in bed when I return, I'd like that also!!" "Go do your thing baby, you got twenty minutes... Go!" In a trice she snatched up the stepladder and was gone. Exactly eighteen minutes later the door opened and wearing her own clothes she danced into the room. "OK if I leave this in the bathroom?' she asked holding up a holdall. Her face lit up seeing me naked in the bed, my torso uncovered, my tits fully exposed to her view, ready for attention to her every pleasure. I watched as she very deliberately stripped in front of me, dropping her bra to the floor. She may be only five feet tall but damn she looked good. Her tits looked awesome; her areolar a darkened circle of brown beneath two gorgeous nipples each of whom were awake, ready for more arousal, ready to be sucked. Turning away from me she bent forward, lowering her culottes and exposing a beautifully shaped derriere, the thread of a throng lying in the cleft of her buttocks. Two globes with which I knew I was soon to become well acquainted; oh fuck yes! Standing there Margaret flaunted her body to me... Staring sexily she began to slowly gyrate her body, her pelvis in a controlled shake, her abdominal muscles rippling as she moved insidiously toward me... Oh fuck me this gorgeous lesbian could 'Belly Dance.' Standing her ground for a short while she again began to move forward, her manner of approach sensuous, sexy, evocative and downright fucking amazing to watch. Now, only a foot or so away, as her stomach shimmied and her pelvis shook in the dance, her voice quiet, almost hoarse in sound, she asked: "You like?" "Oh yesss, I like!" "It gets better when I sit on your face and do it!" My mouth instantly went dry. Licking my lips I somehow released the words "Show me!" Margaret stood on the bed, standing with her legs astride my hips. I watched mesmerised as this image of divine loveliness slowly danced her way up and over my body until her pussy, her lips shining wet above me, slowly, rhythmically descended to lightly dance above my face, barely touching my nose, teasing me with her pussy lips. Reaching down she took hold of my hair and with devastating slowness dropped her slit to my mouth, her pelvis gyrating as promised on my face as she demanded: "Lick it baby, lick me, bite me, fuck me with your mouth and your tongue, let me know you're there!" Grasping her buttocks I pulled her to me, my tongue taking her cunt in one easy cunt lubricated swipe before fucking her hard, fast and deep. "Come on bitch, you can do better than that!" The taunt had its effect! Pushing her body up I told her: "I'll give you bitch my honey slut, just you fucking wait!" Slapping her cunt back to my face, I extended my tongue as far as I could get it, lapping vigorously over her entire crotch. Biting and sucking onto her labia, licking again the gossamer folds of her Minora before changing tactics to suck in and devour this incredible woman's clit into the confines of my lips... Sucking, licking and biting as I pushed two fingers into her cunt before sucking again onto her ever budding clit... Margaret screamed and in that moment, quite unexpectedly to me, she creamed cum juice as her body writhed in orgasm over my face, almost falling off of me but managed, with my help, to retain her position as spasm after spasm shook her body... In the end, she had to fall to my side... My face, my neck, even my hair was wet from all she had just given me. Now at my side I fell to her tits. I had admired them during the dance to the point of lust and even if she was fucking knackered, I was going to take my fill of their delights. I suckled and licked these wondrous soft hemispheres and gorged my fill until I was ready to take my pleasure elsewhere. Rolling her onto her face I lightly, but knowingly scratched my nails down her spine, a prelude to slapping each of her cheeks as I told her to open legs legs... My finger tracing a line down her cleft, sensing the heat from deep between her cheeks as I proceeded to finger the periphery of her butt hole... Leaning forward I dribbled spittle into her crack... Margaret mewled in anticipation, lifting her butt as my finger stroked circles around the puckering circle of her hole and I watched in delight as I saw the goosebumps envelop her skin... She was mine now, her anticipation becoming more palpable as I encouraged her to open her thighs wider. I knew what she wanted, but not today... Her thighs now wide, in her anticipation she had slightly risen to her knees. From my vantage point at her side her pussy was now fully open to my view, with a light touch at her ring, as she took a deep breath of expectancy I forced two fingers into the very depths of her very, very wet cunt, and proceeded to fuck her, even harder now as she screamed: "Oh you fucking bitch!" Just as quick as I violated her cunt, I now pulled them out, grasping her side I stealthily rolled her to her back, forced her legs apart with my own and fell upon all of which I had hitherto craved and once there; trust me, there was going to be no fucking around... Margaret had already exposed her liking for a 'bit of rough' and it is a liking that I share. With Cassie I had been carefully soft, wallowing in the delights of her seduction. Yes, we had moments of hot and demanding passion but I had not exposed my love of taking and being taken as much as was now going to be the case. Next time with Cassie, possibly tonight all may well be different, but at this very moment I had in my bed a woman who likes to fuck just the way I like it! My mouth fell onto her pussy, lips totally encompassing her Labia Majora as my tongue slithered into her slit and then to her cunt. Margaret gasped as I pushed her legs wide and her knees all the way up, enabling my tongue which could now get as deep as it could go... My head drew back and forth in company with my tongue. Margaret was pulling my hair again and I loved it! Pushing my hands under her pelvis I lifted her arse from the bed and began to lick her tail. A tremour traversed through her body as I got her rear hot and wet, ready for my fingers, two of which now forged their way within her, my thumb simultaneously pushing into her cunt as my tongue lavished its attention to her slit and her lips. She was screaming her lust, totally indifferent as to where we were and I just didn't care, all I wanted of her was her absolute passion and I let her scream!! A screamer myself I loved every sound that was penetrating my ears. I relished in her lust, I relished in her cunt and her clit and once again, sucking and licking with every ounce of my being, finger fucking her ass and her cunt whilst I devoured her clit, she suddenly fell totally still, totally quiet... Unashamedly I kept going, hungrily taking my joyous fill of this stunning piece of cunt when, slowly, insidiously her body began to move. Whispering murmurs reached my ears, murmurings which gradually became a rising crescendo of incomprehensible mutterings, rising again to an apical lust created persistent scream as her body shook and shook under my mouth, her second orgasm seemingly endless in its veracity of tenure within her as she flooded my face and my eager mouth with the nectar of her being, until, as it must, her body went limp to my touch, her legs sliding flat to the bed, her elbows to her sides and her hands resting on her abdomenm totally quiet, without movement other than the excursion of her chest as she breathed, her eyes open, looking to my own as she slowly recovered to finally whisper: A Brighton Weekend Pt. 02 "I have never, never ever cum like that! Holy fuck, what did you do to me, I am ruined for life until you fuck me again... Phew Aimie, what the fuck did you do to me!!?" As we held each other close, our kiss softly absorbed the others trust and desire of one for the other as I softly asked: "Did you cum?" Margaret began to laugh hysterically: "Oh you fucking bitch... Did I cum the Mare asks? Just you fucking wait, I'll get you for that!" And we laughed! It didn't take her long to recover and as she did we got into some pretty wonderful kissing time. I make no apology for repeating the fact that I love to kiss, I make no apology for repeating the fact that I love to kiss everywhere, and everything! Margaret was obviously of the same mind as me as her passion for kissing clearly demonstrated. At one point I quipped that we were so alike in our delights and ways of loving another woman that I should perhaps refer to her as my "Mini Me!" It was a quip that solicited a quick slap on my arse as she jokingly reminded me that all good things come in little packages; pussy included! We had been lying on our backs, holding hands when Margaret rose on one elbow saying: "Hey baby, I got to pee!" With this she leapt from the bed and disappeared into the bathroom, the door closing behind her. Minutes later she reappeared, holding a towel and drying her hands. Standing at the foot of the bed she emanated a somewhat cheeky grin, the grin of a mischievous child! Looking at her I smiled the question: "OK, now what are you up to?" "Nothing!" the grin now broader than ever. "Yea right!" As she laughed at my retort a hand disappeared beneath the towel and as it dropped away she was wearing a strap-on, proudly brandishing a pretty good size silicon dildo. Margaret was stroking it, playing with it as though she were wanking a dick. Her other hand holding a tube of lube, which she now liberally spread over the shaft of this good looking purple toy. "You wanna fuck baby?" "Only if you really know how to use that thing." "Oh I do, trust me I do!" "Then why don't you come get me ready and have at it lover." As Margaret climbed over the foot of the bed she opened my legs, lay between them and gave my pussy a damn good licking, preparing me, and I have to admit getting me so damn wet and so sensitive that in the end I grabbed her by the head, pulled her to me and told her: "Fuck me baby, fuck me deep!" Checking that the dildo was still adequately lubed, Margaret expertly teased the lips of my pussy, sliding the dick up and down before resting it at the introitus of my cunt and gently probing until, in an easy sliding motion she slowly penetrated me, a few tender strokes back and forth before she gradually descended until its entire 7" length was well and truly engaged.. Oh yes, she had my attention, and as I passionately kissed her, she began to fuck... Slowly at first but as we both settled into the giving and taking of her toy, as both the lube and my own juices mingled to lubricate, she began to quicken her pace... Rising up on her arms her pelvis rocked back and forth, the natural curvature of the dildo pointing its head to the roof of my cunt and rubbing against that magical area of mucosa, the G-spot... Its weird to consider that only a year previous I would not let a strap near me. It took Linda a lot of encouraging conversation to let her try it with me. She took her time and over a few weeks she slowly increased both dildo size and pace and my enjoyment grew exponentially in relationship to her effort; now to the point of my loving pleasure, a fact, that at this very moment in time with Margaret, I was not only enjoying but moving toward orgasm... Looking up at her perched above me I reached for her tits, squeezing both and pinching her nipples as she with increasing pace, seeing my body flush red and my breathing quicken, she lowered her body directly on me, moving her pelvis not only back and forth but also side to side, the dildo exciting every angle of me as it fucked within me: Biting, licking and kissing my neck and causing tingling sensations that made my ears buzz, I heard her voice, a light echo in my mind: "Do it baby, cum for me, let Margaret know that your being well fucked, let me hear you my lesbian bitch lover!" I did, oh did I fucking ever! In an instant, as she bit my neck, as she flipped my nipples in her fingers and utilizing not only the deep strokes of the dildo, but her Belly Dancing skills of pulsating her pelvis, writhing between my legs my entire nervous system succumbed to the magical explosion of orgasm and I 'Screamed!' "YES, fuck you don't stop!" I grasped her head, glaring into her eyes, screaming at her: "FUCK ME, fuck me hard, oh fucking hell Margaret..." My orgasm took overt control of my senses and I squirmed beneath her... As my body rose toward that apex of completion she was suddenly gone from my sight, the dildo no longer in me, and in that very mini-second her mouth was on me, her tongue avid on my clit. I screamed as she sucked, sucking like limpet onto my clit and my cum exploded from me to her... Cum oozed from me and into her vorous mouth. Only returning to pay kissing homage to my mouth when I was truly quiet. Her kisses generous in their caring for the sensitivity of my satiated body! Lying in my arms, my right hand gently stroking the soft skin of her buttocks, Margaret rose on one elbow, her other hand gently caressing my face, her thumb softly touching the vermilion of my lips, softly kissing me before lying at my side, her lips close to my ear and whispering: "So, can I take it you came!?" All I could do was pinch her bum and lightly slap her arse, I was in no condition to do anything else. "Bitch!" she murmured as we lay, lovingly recovering from this incredible act of sex! Showering together we again enjoyed moments of illicit touch and kiss. Margaret asked, "When will you come back? We have to do this again you know, this was just too good for a once-er." I had to agree. Returning to the room, I opened a bottle of Shiraz, as I poured the wine her mobile chimed the arrival of a text. "Excuse me for just a moment" Margaret sent her reply and our conversation continued. I told her of my Linda, and if I should return I had no doubt she would be with me. "Not that that is a concern baby. Linda is as open as I, but if you can take a double act, well, were game." "Bring it on baby. If you haven't already sensed it, I'm up for anything and everything! Just one question: What about Cassie?" I almost choked on my wine... "Cassie?" "Yea, Cassie. You know Cassie, my BFF who deflowered your femme virginity yesterday!" Margaret roared with laughter as I blushed with embarrassment. "Its all cool Aimie... Honestly, its real cool. Cassie told me how she had seduced a femme virgin when we were in bed last evening. Believe me, I loved every word. Also know; your secret is safe with me. She was so buoyed with her seductive prowess, there was, is, no way I'm going to burst her bubble. I only wished I had thought of doing something like that when certain, hotel opportunities have arisen. You're supposed to be meeting Aimie at eight, right?" With a very broad smile on my face I replied: "Yes." "Well let me tell you what Cassie wondered about last night... She asked me: Baby, do you think we could entice her to a threesome?" I must have grinned like a Cheshire Cat as I, laughing, replied: "Sounds good to me!" Waving her phone in the air; Margaret went to the door, opened it and in walked Cassie! For some reason, I never did get to 'Charles Street!' ***** Postnote: Dear readers, I genuinely appreciate your comments and observations. However, I would ask that you do-not respond "Anonymously." Such responses exclude the opportunity of further conversation which may often give the writer insights for further improvement. Thank you.