10 comments/ 42078 views/ 69 favorites A Strange Introduction By: LiveCat I scanned the bar area but she was nowhere to be seen. I'd been covertly watching the woman for the last hour without mustering the courage to go and speak to her, now she was gone. I'd only gone out for a quiet drink on my own, book in hand, in order to get some peace and quiet from the workmen that were hammering and banging in my neighbours house, but I had been captivated when I saw her. She had a naturally if not classically beautiful face and wore no make up and when she smiled her whole face lit up like a beacon on a foggy night, drawing people towards her and into her sphere. She had a very casual air about her and exuded a sense of complete calm; even her mannerisms and gestures seemed very understated and she oozed sex appeal and self confidence. She was dressed casually in a pair of stylish light brown linen trousers with a strappy cream vest top and looked absolutely divine. Her bare arms were tanned and toned; her breasts were quite small and standing proud without the aid of underwear and I could see the shape of her nipples through her top. She toyed with her hair as she chatted to people, often pushing her lush brown mid length locks behind her ears, exposing a long and delicate neck beneath. She obviously knew a lot of people here as although she seemed to be on her own she hadn't been short of company or conversation, as a steady stream of people stopped to chat with her. Where the hell was she? I suddenly felt very frustrated with my earlier cowardice. Had I let her leave without my noticing and missed my chance to ever speak to her? I hadn't been into this pub for years because it had been a complete dive until a few months ago when it underwent a complete refurbishment -- maybe she was a regular? It would certainly explain how everyone seemed to know her. I'd been trying to work out what she was drinking -- maybe I could send her a drink discretely by way of an introduction but it seemed very corny, and anyway she always seemed to have a full glass of something clear and indeterminate and I was too shy to ask the barman what she was drinking. I'd had brief flings with women before but nothing serious and it had been a long time since a woman had turned my head. I started gathering my bag and book ready to leave -- surely the bloody workmen had finished by now? But then I thought why? I have an absolutely free evening in front of me and I'll probably only end up sitting on the sofa watching the TV so I might as well stay for another drink. I left my bag on the table and stood at the bar waiting to be served but the barman seemed to have disappeared and I stood there tapping my foot impatiently as I waited for him to return. I finally got my drink and turned back to my table, 'Shit! Where the fuck's my bag?' I stormed over to the table but it was nowhere to be seen. I started to panic, my bag contained my life -- my mobile phone, my keys, my diary and address book; at least I'd taken my purse to the bar with me. The bar wasn't very full and no one seemed to have moved much since I went to the bar, so who could've taken it? I trudged back to the bar and asked if anyone had handed my bag in. Nobody had seen anything -- great! I needed to call my mobile phone provider and get my brother to come over with my spare keys 'My mobile was in my bag, can I use your phone please?' 'Sure, it's in the office out back, though the door next to the pool table, help yourself' replied the barman without looking up from the pint he was pouring. Charming! I'd made up my mind that I wouldn't be coming in here again. I grabbed my drink and strode purposefully toward the door, barging my way through swearing to myself loudly. 'Can I help you?' Oh my god -- there she was sitting on a couch under the window and she had my bag on her lap! 'Well yes actually, I came in to use the phone because someone took my bag from the bar but I guess that's not necessary now. What are you doing with my bag?' I fumed. 'Well, I could tell you that I saw it alone on the table and thought it had been left behind by a customer and was just keeping it safe but I'd be lying. Why have you spent the last hour staring at me over your book? Oh don't look like that, you didn't think you were being discrete did you?' She smiled in a friendly way but I could feel the colour rising into my cheeks. I blush horribly when I get embarrassed and I was aware that I must look like I had a nasty case of sunburn right now. 'I don't know what you mean' I stammered 'You still haven't told me why you have my bag' 'Yes I have. I wanted to find out why you've been scrutinising me so closely and it seemed a good way to get you into my office. Oh for gods sake sit down before you fall down and take a gulp of that drink -- you look like you need it' Without realising what I was doing I did as I was told and sat in a deep comfy armchair where I raised my vodka and orange to my lips and took a hearty swallow. 'So, you're Sally Granger and you live just across the road according to your drivers license, I'm beginning to think you're genuine.' 'What do you mean genuine? Can I have my bag back please? You knew it belonged to me so why have you been going through my things; and who the hell are you anyway?' She laughed deeply and heartily and despite my anger and unease I couldn't help loving the sound and watched her face as it broke into wreaths of smiles. 'I'm sorry; it does seem a little cruel of me doesn't it?' She got up off the sofa and brought my bag to me and as she leant down to pass it over I couldn't help noticing how her breasts moved slightly under the silk of her top as she leant towards me. 'OK, you deserve an explanation' and she sank back onto the sofa tucking one leg underneath her. 'My name is Becky Smith. I saw you looking at me and you weren't being nearly as subtle as you thought you were. I guessed that you either found me attractive or that you were sent by my ex husband to find out whether he could screw any money back out of me, so I took your bag because if I was going to have a confrontation with one of my husbands stooges I didn't want to do it in the middle of my pub.' I just sat there dumbfounded. I had been well and truly caught out and although I didn't want to admit that I had been devouring her with my eyes, I had to if I was going to convince her that I wasn't her husband's spy. 'I guess you've rumbled me' I said sheepishly 'OK, I admit that I was checking you out but I didn't realise I was being so obvious about it. I am sorry, I've been out of the game for a while and I couldn't help noticing how attractive you are.' 'That's very flattering, thank you. I'm going to the bar, why don't you stay here a minute and I'll fetch us some drinks' I sat glancing around the office cum sitting room. There was a formal office desk and chair with a very high end PC and couple of filing cabinets in one corner but the rest of the large room was furnished with comfy sofas, armchairs and coffee tables. There were some beautiful arty photographs on the walls and a couple of paintings that looked expensive, but hey -- I'm no expert; they could've been cheap reproductions for all I knew. When she came back she put our drinks on the tables at either end of the sofa. 'Why don't you come and sit over here with me?' So I rose and sat at the other end of the sofa at an angle so that I could see her. Up close I could see the green flecks in her hazel eyes and her skin looked smooth and flawless. She lifted her legs onto the sofa between us and rested her bare feet against my leg as if we had known each other for much longer than 5 minutes, 'So this is your place?' 'Do you like it? I bought it on a whim with my divorce settlement. I got it quite cheaply because of the appalling state it was in but I've had to spend a lot of cash making it presentable.' 'Well it's certainly much nicer then it was before, you've done a really good job on the place. It'll be nice to have somewhere local I can pop into for a quick drink. So what's the deal with the ex then?' She was incredibly easy to talk to and I found myself relaxing completely in her presence despite our strange introduction. 'The ex-husband, Gary, is a big city hot shot lawyer who thinks he's god. I should have gotten out a long time before I did because his controlling nature was damaging my self esteem but I had to have a damn fine reason to leave him or else he'd have made sure I didn't have a penny to my name, despite the fact that I was financially independent when we married.' 'Sounds like a really nice guy! So you found your reason then?' 'Oh yeah, I knew he was having an affairs -- was almost glad of it as it stopped him wanting sex with me, but I couldn't prove anything because he was too clever. Finally I got a tip off from someone he'd screwed over in court who'd seen him in a restaurant with someone young enough to be his daughter, so I invested some money in a private detective who discovered his dirty little secret!' She slipped down the sofa a little until her feet were resting in my lap. I was unsettled by the unexpected intimacy but also found it a bit thrilling. 'He was screwing his business partner's eldest daughter, which as you can imagine caused a bit of a hoo-ha! Not only did I get the divorce I was after but his business started to flounder too. ' 'Sounds like the perfect revenge to me' I stated, instantly on her side. 'I was pleased I have to admit, but he was convinced that I was also having an affair and he's still trying to prove it. If he can within the next 6 months, under the rules of our pre-nup I'm as culpable as he was, so a lot of the money I got in the divorce will have to be handed back; so he sends his spies on a regular basis to see if I'm sleeping with anyone I knew before the divorce.' 'No wonder you were suspicious of me. So were you? Having an affair I mean.' 'Yes and no. He was convinced I was sleeping with the client who'd tipped me off but he could never prove it because it wasn't true. The fact of the matter is that I was having a very casual affair with the client's wife.' 'OH!' I said involuntarily sounding like a total prude. 'You sound shocked?' Oh my god she liked women, did this mean I was in with a chance? Suddenly I felt like a teenager not knowing what to say or how much to risk. I took a deep breath for composure before I spoke. 'No I'm really not shocked, I guess I was just a little surprised.' 'And pleased maybe?' I could feel myself turning crimson again but there was no point in getting this far and backing out. 'Yes, and pleased; you know I was looking at you earlier but I had no idea of your sexuality so I didn't expect anything. Now I'm wondering what would happen if I made a pass at you.' Suddenly I was very aware of her feet in my lap as she shifted position slightly and I thought I maybe had my answer in her easy intimate contact but still I was unsure. 'Why don't we find out? Have you tried that little Italian restaurant at the end of the road? I hear their primavera is to die for.' 'I go there regularly -- it's true the food is fabulous. Would you like to have dinner with me this evening?' 'I thought you'd never ask' she laughed 'how about I book a table for about 8pm and I'll call in for you on my way; after all I do know where you live now?' After a long leisurely bath with plenty of luxuriously scented bath oil I took forever to decide what to wear. I usually go for comfort over style and am happiest in a pair of jeans and a T shirt, but this evening I must have tried on everything in my wardrobe trying to decide on the best outfit. Eventually I settled on a pair of figure hugging black trousers with a slightly see through light blue linen shirt -- smart without being an obvious come on. By 7.45 I was pacing the floor anxiously. I put some chilled music on & tried to relax but I couldn't sit still, I poured a glass of deep red Merlot and settled into an armchair with my book but was up out of my seat & peeking through the window in 2 minutes flat. By 8.10 I had convinced myself that she wasn't coming and was about to go upstairs and change back into my jeans when the doorbell chimed, making me jump despite the fact that I'd been waiting for it. I tried to look calm and collected as I opened the front door, but my breath was taken away as the door swung back to reveal a vision of loveliness standing before me. Becky smiled disarmingly and then chuckled heartily, a sound I was beginning to adore. Her hair was piled on top of her head in a way that was both haphazard and sophisticated at once, revealing the soft, tanned skin of the beautiful neck I had glimpsed in the bar. She wore a pair of jeans so tight I couldn't imagine how she got in and out of them (and believe me -- my imagination was working overtime) and a sleeveless black silk shirt that displayed her tanned arms to perfect effect 'So are you going to stand there with your mouth open or are you going to invite me in?' 'I'm so sorry Becky, please come in, come in. Is there time for a glass of wine before we go to the restaurant or shall I just grab my bag? You, er.... You look fabulous by the way' I stammered as I retreated into my living room, turning my back in a vain attempt to hide my blushes. 'You look pretty good too girl, I'm starving, let's go eat. The table's booked for 8.30 but we can always have a drink at the bar if they're not ready for us.' As we entered the restaurant the smells of garlic and tomato sauce washed over me in a way that would normally have had me dribbling on the spot, but I was so nervous I wasn't sure I was going to be able to eat anything. I had a whole squadron of butterflies putting on an air display in my stomach and it was all I could do to keep myself from turning around and running away -- I was so sure that I was going to make a total fool of myself with this gorgeous, classy woman that I was trembling. I had no idea why Becky had this effect on me but I couldn't seem to get a grip on myself. We were shown straight to a corner table at the back of the dimly lit restaurant and as soon as we sat down the manager appeared with menus and a wine list. 'So good to see you again Miss Granger. Would you like drinks before your meal?' I looked at Becky enquiringly? 'Would you like an aperitif or a beer or something or shall we just order a bottle of wine?' 'How about a bottle of something traditionally Italian, like a Chianti -- or do you want to decide what you're eating before choosing wine?' 'No -- red's good for me, lets go with the Chianti' As the manager left the table I turned studiously to my menu, trying to look calm and in control. I felt her fingers brush the back of my hand and I jumped like a startled rabbit, bashing my knee loudly on the underside of the table. 'Are you always this nervous? You're like a skittish pony; I keep expecting you to buck or bolt for the door!' she laughed 'I'm so sorry' I responded knowing I was blushing violently again 'For some reason you make me very nervous. Maybe our somewhat unorthodox introduction has something to do with it?' 'I promise I don't bite, and I'm sorry if I wierded you out back there. I have to be so careful and I admit I get a little paranoid, but in 6 months it'll all be over. Not that I really have to worry as I'm not seeing anyone at all at the moment, let alone anyone I knew back then.' Our wine arrived and we stayed silent as the waiter filled our glasses 'You must be looking forward to finally being free of him?' 'I am, believe me, but I'm more worried about you right now. Are you regretting having dinner with me this evening?' 'No!' I almost shouted 'No, really, look I'm really sorry but I haven't been on a date for a really long time, and I'm not even sure if this is a date, and it's been years since I've had a relationship with a woman, and after all someone like you wouldn't fancy someone like me anyway, and you must have tons of admirers and oh hell now I'm rambling! Like I said earlier I've been out of the game for a while and I also had a pretty shitty last relationship that didn't do my self confidence and self esteem any favours.' I could feel tears starting to form in my eyes and I wanted to curl up and hide or run to the loo and be sick; she must think I'm some sort of a head case. 'Oh you really are in a state aren't you? OK, maybe this will help -- I think you're attractive and slightly scatty, but hey I like scatty. I'm also nervous but I hide it better. I was flirting outrageously with you earlier but you didn't seem to notice, and I've just made a point of letting you know that I'm single and available but you're too nervous to pick up on anything that's less than in-your-face blatant. Let's just both relax & enjoy the evening and try to get know each other a little better huh?' She reached across the table and offered me her hand. I took her smooth skin in mine and sealed the deal with a gentle handshake and a very wide grin. The evening flowed smoothly after that and the conversation was easy after a couple of glasses of wine. The food was superb and we talked endlessly about favourite restaurants and countries we enjoyed the cuisine from. Becky laughed at me when I dribbled tomato sauce down my chin and we were mock sword fighting with bread sticks by the time the waiter came to remove our plates, giggling like guilty school girls who'd been caught doing something naughty. We decided to share a dessert and settled on the gooiest, booziest Tiramisu that I've ever tasted. Becky scooted her chair around the table so that she was sitting next to me before loading a huge forkful of dessert and lifting it to my lips. I had sweet, sticky cream smeared around my mouth and was laughing at her clumsiness when a delicate finger found my face and traced the outline of my mouth, wiping the cream up. Becky sucked the cream from her finger in the most suggestive manner, causing me to blush violently as I imagined what her mouth would feel like on me, but I controlled my embarrassment and leant towards her. 'If I didn't know better I'd think you were flirting again' I stated with mock prudishness. You see I'm really not a prude -- I'm just out of practice! 'I'm not sure what you mean' she stated as she lifted the fork to her own mouth and curled her tongue around, almost slurping the tiramisu into her mouth. We were silent then for a moment, just looking at each other to see where this would go. Her obvious ploy had had the desired effect and suddenly we weren't just 2 people having dinner together. Suddenly this was a proper date and the stakes had just been raised. I tried to speak but my mouth was dry -- not from embarrassment this time, but from lust. I took a big swig of wine to help the words. 'I don't suppose you fancy a coffee do you?' 'I was thinking maybe we'd leave straight after dessert' Still our eyes never left each other 'I was thinking about coffee and brandies back at my place. It's more comfortable and there are less people. I don't think I can keep watching you play with that cake without my imagination running away with me and once that happens we could get arrested in a public place.' 'Oh good' she smiled wickedly 'I do like an active imagination' With that she signalled to the waiter for the bill and headed for the ladies room, trailing her fingers across the back of my neck as she walked past, making my skin tingle and my hair stand on end. As we walked the short distance from the restaurant to my house, Becky casually linked her arm through mine and we walked pressed together keeping each other close. I fumbled my keys at the front door and had to pick them up off the floor twice before we got into the house. A Strange Introduction 'Calm down girl' Becky laughed 'You're all jittery!' 'I am fully aware of the state that I'm in' I stated primly, trying to look serious 'And it's all your fault! This isn't nerves anymore; its lust so just shut up and kiss me!' And as I slammed the front door behind us our lips found each other in the hottest of kisses. There was no hesitation; our tongues swirled and probed in a dance of discovery as we tasted the wine on each other's lips and passion built and built until I could feel my nerve endings jangling with longing. I pulled away reluctantly and Becky was staring into my eyes, her thoughts as clear to me as if she had spoken them aloud. 'So, we'll just skip the coffee then huh?' 'Uh-huh' She took my hand to lead me from the front hall -- stopping and laughing when she realised she didn't know that layout of the house. 'Look at me getting all bossy' She giggled 'I guess I'd better let you lead since you know where you bedroom is?' OH Shit! Visions of my bedroom suddenly sprang to mind. I'd wanted this to happen -- hence trying on every item of clothing I owned, but I hadn't put anything away! 'You're blushing again' Becky said softly, stroking my face. 'Take a seat in the living room and give me 5 minutes, I promise I'll be quick' And with that I ran up the stairs 2 at a time into my bedroom. I picked up armfuls of clothes and threw them into the bottom of my wardrobe hurriedly, and as I turned back to the bedroom door I saw Becky leaning in the doorway laughing silently. 'Sorry, I couldn't wait. Looks like you tried on as many outfits as I did earlier?' And saying no more she walked across the bedroom and wrapped her arms around my neck, leading me into the most sensual kiss I had ever had. I kissed her back passionately and as I placed my hands on her back and pressed her to me I could feel the muscles in her back under the soft silk and my hands automatically headed south until I was cupping her wonderfully taught arse cheeks in my palms, kneading the flesh gently with my fingers. Becky broke our kiss and stared into my eyes earnestly 'You wanna pull out you better say so now. You make me so horny that if you kiss me like that once more I'm not going to be able to stop until I've had my fill, and I should warn you -- I have stamina' Her eye's twinkled as she grinned at me and her hands were tangling themselves into the short hair at the base of my neck as if she could sense that this would turn me on hugely -- and was right! 'You've got to be kidding. There's no way you're leaving this house until I've had my wicked way with you' I took her by surprise and pushed her back onto the bed, literally leaping on top of her, pinning her down and covering her mouth with my own. Becky kissed me with breathtaking passion and intensity; we explored each other's mouths with tongues dancing and probing while our hands glided over sensuous curves vaguely hidden under thin coverings of fabric. 'Jesus' Becky laughed 'Your blushing is just an act, you're positively wanton!' Her eye's were like 2 shimmering pools with flecks of green fire and I wanted to dive into them and drown forever. I rolled off her and lay next to her on the bed stroking her lustrous hair away from her neck. I moved forwards and lightly kissed her just below her ear and she shivered as my lips left butterfly kisses on her smooth skin. 'I think you're the most beautiful, most sophisticated, most sexy woman I've ever met' I whispered into her ear as my right hand was slowly undoing the buttons on her blouse. She sighed as the soft silk slipped away from her breasts leaving them exposed to my gaze and making my breath catch in my throat. Her nipples were small and hard and when I leant forward to take one into my mouth Becky groaned out loud and I could feel a shiver run through her body. I suckled on her nipple and bit it gently until she grabbed my head in her hands and brought my mouth back to hers in a hungry demanding kiss. 'My god Sally, you're driving me wild and I can't wait any longer. For gods sake get naked woman, I want to see you in all of your glory' We both stood and started removing our clothes so quickly it was as if our lives depended on it. Suddenly Becky dived onto the bed with her hips in the air. 'Oh shit, why did I wear such tight jeans? Help me please?' I grabbed the cuffs of her jeans and pulled hard as Becky eased the tight denim over her hips, and slowly but surely her legs were revealed to me. They were slim and tanned, and shapely and beautiful and I could see that the crotch of her tight white panties was already dark with moisture. I stripped off the last of my clothes as Becky stood and removed her panties and we stood a couple of feet apart staring at each other with undisguised hunger and longing. Becky is taller than me with a swimmers body; strong and lithe with a strong back and shoulders. I drank in the sight of her and could feel my already hard nipples stiffen further as I longed for her touch. As if sensing my thoughts she closed the distance between us in one step and bent to take a nipple into her mouth, sucking hard while flicking her tongue against my sensitive skin causing me to cry out with pleasure. Her hands slid down my sides as she suckled and found their way to my arse and as she lifted her head and pulled us so tightly together it was hard to tell where she stopped and I started. The feel of our naked, soft skin against each other was sublime and I hugged her to me, trying to cover as much of her as possible with my embrace. We were both breathing hard as we fell onto the bed, still bound in each other's arms. 'So, are you going to make a pass at me then?' Becky chuckled into my neck 'or are you still afraid I'll turn you down?' 'Oh I think I know just the thing to test the water.' I responded huskily as I unwound myself from her arms and slithered my way down the bed leaving a slippery trail down her thigh as my wet pussy slipped over her skin. I kissed my way down her chest paying special attention to both nipples along the way, her deep breaths making her rib cage heave up and down as her excitement mounted. Her tummy was flat and the skin was as smooth as silk and I could feel Becky's longing as I kissed my way down, stopping to tongue her pretty little navel along the way. Her pussy had a covering of neatly trimmed, short brown hair and I kissed around the outside of her womanhood, letting her know what was to come but forcing myself to hold back until she was squirming with need and begging me to take her. I had forgotten how much I loved doing this and I was happy to take my time kissing her inner thighs, watching the glistening moisture build up in her short pubic hair, smelling the scent of her desire as her pressure built and built. I stopped and looked up at her from between her legs, watching her face between the small but perfect mounds of her breasts; her expression was a mixture of pleasure and frustration and I figured I'd teased enough. 'So Becky, I think you're really hot and I was wondering if you fancied spending some time with me.' I grinned up at her while breathing heavily on her swollen lips. 'Maybe we could take in a film, or go for a drink sometime?' and my tongue darted out and lapped briefly at her engorged clit. 'FUCK YES! We can drink, see films and learn to tango for all I care but if you don't fuck me senseless right now I WILL NEVER SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN' With that I buried my face into her hot wet cunt and drove my tongue in long slow sweeps that ended at her swollen clit. Becky cried out in delight as I finally gave her what she craved and as I drove 2 crossed fingers into her dripping pussy while concentrating my mouth on her clit she started to buck and arch her back so much I had to grip that delicious arse tightly to keep my mouth pressed to her. Her first orgasm was fast and wild and she rode my fingers and mouth until I was covered in her slippery cum. I felt her try to pull away so I let up with my mouth on her clit while she caught her breath but I kept slowly stroking my fingers in and out, slipping a third finger in as I felt her match my rhythm again, curling them upwards into her tender spot, taking her to the edge again before replacing my mouth and sucking on her clit softly as I pumped in and out with my hand. I could feel her building again and she tangled her hands into my hair forcing my face deeper into her folds. Increasing the pace with my fingers, forcing them as far into her sopping pussy as they would go, caressing her G spot hard with every thrust, I took her clit between my teeth and gently pulled and nipped until she was screaming. I kept going as my own orgasm rocked through me and I could feel my own cum trickle down in between my legs and I fell exhausted with my head on her thigh. Slowly I crawled up the bed until I could cover Becky's mouth in a kiss that was laden with her juices. 'Oh Babe, that's a hell of a tongue you have there' as she kissed me back slowly and deeply 'That was awesome Sally, and now it's my turn!' She rolled me onto my back and knelt between my thighs, lifting my legs so that I was completely exposed to her as she shuffled forward so that she could rest my arse on her knees and my calves on her shoulders. She blew a long breath onto my sopping pussy which set me on fire instantly. The sight of her kneeling between my legs was awesome and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter in anticipation. Becky ran her hands around my thighs and stomach; light feathery touches that drove me insane with desire and need, but she steered clear of my aching pussy. She obviously wanted to take her time, and I sure as hell wasn't about to hurry her. She lowered my arse back to the bed and lay down on top of me, her legs between mine, soft skin on soft skin, breast against breast, pussy against pussy. As she kissed me softly, slowly, tenderly her hands stroked my face delicately and sensuously. Becky kissed my ear and neck gently, the silky touches making me moan loudly as her tongue traced my collar bone and she planted tiny kisses on my throat, feeling my pulse with her tongue. She wiggled between my thighs until she was happy with her position and then she started to move in slow thrusts -- the first of which had me calling her name loudly. With every move she made our clits rubbed against each other and as I stared into her eye's she smiled at me in the most wonderful way, making my heart melt. I was starting to pant loudly and could hear Becky's breathing coming faster but she stopped moving and kissed me deeply, stifling my moan of disappointment. As she slithered her warm, sweaty, silky skin down my own warm, sweaty, silky skin I knew what was coming and wasn't sure I wouldn't come just in anticipation. She kissed her way all the way down my right leg and back up my left and I could feel my entire body burning with lust for this marvellous woman I'd only just met. Suddenly she dived between my legs and thrust her tongue deep into my aching pussy, spreading my lips apart with her thumbs to allow for easier, deeper access, her nose applying pressure to my clit at the same time. As my back arched from the bed I could hear a strange keening noise that I eventually realised was me! I was coming and coming harder than I could ever remember. Becky replaced her tongue with 2 fingers and sucked my clit hard, clinging onto me as I bucked and writhed on the bed. 'Becky, Becky please stop. I can't......take.....any OH MY GOD, SHIT YES!!' Just as I thought I could take no more Becky unexpectedly thrust a finger into my arse and I was careering over the edge again until I collapsed in a molten blob of nerve endings. As I got my breath back I reached down for her arms and coaxed her back up the bed and into my embrace. From the look on her face she'd also come again in a big way and for a long moment we just lay in each other's arms relishing the feeling of soft skin in a post orgasmic haze. I lifted Becky's chin so that I could kiss that wonderfully sensuous mouth and gaze into her amazing eyes. 'Will you stay tonight or do you have to go?' 'I'd like to stay if that's ok?' 'Of course it's ok! I'd have to rugby tackle you if you tried to leave' I grinned at her. 'Oh that sounds like fun, but I might have to recover some strength first. I thought I had stamina but you make me come so hard that I'm exhausted!' I reached down and pulled the sheet up to cover us, Becky's head on my shoulder and her arm thrown casually across my tummy. God this felt so right! A moments worry crossed my mind -- I didn't do one night stands, I wanted to get to know Becky a whole lot better, I wanted a relationship -- what did she want? 'Becks? Can I call you Becks?' 'Honey you can call me anything you damn well like if you're going to keep making me feel like this. I think this is the most relaxed I've been for a year! What's up Sal -- can I call you Sal?' she grinned 'Can I... will you.....how do you see this...will we do this again?' 'Where did confident, hellfire wildcat Sally go? What are you trying to ask Sally? Please just say it' 'I don't want this to be a one night thing Becky; I want this to be the start of something. I really like you -- a lot. If that's not what you want I need to know.' 'Jesus, your self esteem is lower than mine! Well I don't know who took it from you but I reckon I'm just the person to give it back. I don't know where this is going to end up Sal, we only just met today after all, but I really like you too so how about we do what you do at the start of any relationship and just take it one day at a time and see what happens?' So I smiled sleepily and hugged her tightly to me as we both drifted into sleep. I awoke the next morning feeling gloriously happy and relaxed. I rolled over sleepily to find Becky raised on one elbow looking at me with that wonderful smile on her face that seemed to light up the whole room. 'Good morning sexy' she said as she leaned down to kiss me softly. 'Hey you, how long have you been awake?' 'Oh, just a little while. I was enjoying watching you sleep, you seemed so peaceful and at ease; how you feeling babe, no regrets about last night?' 'Hmm now let me think' and as I raised myself up and pushed Becky down onto her back our lips met in my answer and I led her in a kiss that started as tender and sensual but soon escalated into something deeply lustful and loaded with desire. I ran my hand down her side as we kissed and she moaned into my mouth as my fingers traced the contours of her wonderful body. 'I'll take that as a no then' she said huskily, cupping my face and staring directly into my eyes; those green flecks sparkling in the early morning sunlight. 'I would like nothing more than to spend the entire morning exploring your body honey, but I have to interview for a new member of bar staff this morning. Can I take you out to lunch?' 'You mean I have to let you leave? Without feasting on you for my breakfast?' I groaned loudly and lay down on top on Becky, pressing her to the bed with my weight. 'Oh that's not fair' Becky laughed, and she wrestled me onto my back and reversed our positions. 'God you're strong. Oh ok then, I guess I'll have to let you go -- for now. Lunch sounds good, what's the plan?' 'I should be finished interviewing by about 11.30, can you come and meet me at the pub?' 'Ok, where are we going for lunch, what shall I wear?' 'It's going to be a scorcher today so anything cool and comfy, oh -- and bring some sun cream' With that she leapt up and dressed quickly, returning to the bed to kiss me deeply, caressing my face and neck and making me moan again. 'That's not fair, now I'm even more hot and bothered!' 'Save that thought for later honey' and with that she kissed me again and was gone. I managed to sleep for a while longer before waking feeling wonderfully refreshed and ready for what ever the day had in store for me. After a long, luxurious shower I dressed simply in a pair or khaki linen shorts and a plain white, sleeveless cotton shirt that was tailored nicely to show off the curves of my breasts. I glanced into the mirror and confirmed that I'd managed to achieve a look that was casual yet sexy, and then started gathering some things together to take out with me. I piled sun cream, a floppy sunhat, some bottles of ice cold water and a few other bits and pieces into a bag and ran out of the front door just as my watch reached 11.30am. The heat of the morning hit me as I trotted the short distance to the pub, eager to see Becky again and kiss those wonderful lips. I got to the pub just in time to see Becky showing a young girl out and stood back out of the way as Becky shook her hand formally and said she looked forward to seeing her next week as long as her references checked out. The girl was pretty with a slightly Mediterranean complexion and she looked chuffed to have been offered the job. As she turned away Becky caught sight of me and smiled that smile that had my heart dribbling out of my pussy. She flashed her gorgeous eyes at me and stood back holding the door open for me to enter. As soon as the door was shut behind me Becky took my face in her hands and kissed me slowly, deeply and languorously until I thought I would pass out from the sheer intensity of it. 'Hey gorgeous, you smell wonderful' and she buried her nose in my still damp hair and kissed along my neck, sending shivers down my spine and raising goose bumps on my arms despite the heat. 'Hey you, that was a wonderful greeting, I could get used to that' I sighed as Becky started to kiss along my jaw bone. 'Good! My god you look good enough to eat' and she pushed me back against the door and pressed herself against me as she claimed my lips with hers and slipped her tongue into my willing mouth. 'Ah-hem! Do you 2 want to get a room or do I have to bottle up the bar with you making out in the corner?' I jumped at the sound of the voice. I had no idea how long the barman had been there -- maybe since I'd entered but I'd been kind of distracted! 'So you're the woman who keeps Becky out all night; I have to say she has good taste' He came around the bar and studied me as I stood there blushing madly. He stuck his hand out and pumped my hand up and down in a very enthusiastic handshake. 'I'm glad she's found someone to divert her energies away from this place -- maybe now she'll let me manage the bar without interfering!' 'Sally, this is Frank. Frank, this is Sally. Frank is my bar manager, advisor, confidant and occasional minder when my ex is up to his games. He can be a terse old bugger but I couldn't manage without him' and she kissed him affectionately on the cheek 'We'll let you get on -- we have things to do' and with that she grabbed my hand and pulled me through the bar area and out into the back room where I'd first met her. 'So -- are you ready to go out to lunch? 'I certainly am, where are we going?' 'It's a surprise but I think you'll like it. I'll call a cab, let's have a cold drink while we wait for it to arrive' We sat chatting & drinking tall glasses of iced lemon tea while we waited for the taxi but I was struggling to concentrate on the conversation. Becky was wearing her hair up on her head again and I couldn't keep my eyes off her slender neck; the way she'd greeted me when I arrived had set my libido galloping & I was as randy as hell. When the taxi arrived Becky instructed me to go and sit in the back while she grabbed a few things. It sounded like she'd loaded several bags into the boot but I couldn't see what she was up to and when Becky got into the car she wasn't giving anything away. A Strange Introduction We sat in the car chatting with the windows wide open delivering a high speed warm breeze that kept us from frying in the sunshine through the windows. Becky laughed as she caught sight of the taxi driver ogling us in his rear view mirror and leaned forward and planted a very noisy kiss square on my lips. If anything it made him watch more & when Becky's hand crept up my bare thigh towards the hem of my shorts I thought he was going to hit a tree! After about 25 minutes we'd reached our destination although I had no idea where we were, we seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. We unloaded the boot with Becky making sure I didn't peek into any of the bags and made our way across a small field toward a line of trees. 'Becky, where the hell are we going with this lot?' I asked as I puffed along behind her, the bags feeling heavier by the step. 'Trust me!' was all the answer I got as she trapped me in a kissing gate and refused to let me pass until my lips were numb. As we cleared the trees on the other side we found ourselves in a field with a wooden cabin set a little way back from the banks of a river. I stopped and dropped the bags I was carrying, looking around me at this wonderfully secluded spot, a vision of English loveliness in the heart of the countryside, hidden away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life, screened by trees without another person in sight for as far as the eye could see. 'This place is AMAZING! Ok, I admit it was absolutely worth the walk across the fields' Becky had a Cheshire cat grin on her face which turned her demeanour from sophisticated to impish as she ran towards me and hugged me so tightly I struggled to breathe. 'I'm so, so glad you like it. Do you know I've never brought anyone else here before, not even my husband. In fact especially not my husband, this was my one special place where I could come and escape from the world' 'So you didn't bring your illicit female lover here then?' 'Nope! You're the first person I've ever felt like sharing it with, and I've been so excited since I thought of it this morning I didn't think I was ever going to get through those interviews!' 'So how come this place is here and there's no-one else around? I would have thought it would be full of picnickers on a day like this' 'It's private property and the only convenient way to access it is via the trudge across the field or by boat -- I think it puts people off. I grew up in a little village just across the river and this was my childhood playground. This land was being sold about 20 years ago and my father bought it to stop a developer getting it and building a bunch of ugly houses on it. He had the cabin built and used to spend hours here fishing after he retired' I could see a sadness descend over her pretty face and the green specs of fire in her eyes seemed to dim. 'I take it your father has now passed on?' 'Yes' she sighed 'And I miss him a lot. Both my parents are gone now but I have 8 acres of land, a cabin and a river to remind me of them. Come on' She took my hand and led me over to the cabin, taking a bunch of large keys from the bag over her shoulder. She walked around the cabin unlocking doors but not opening them until she had them all unlocked. 'I warn you now, I haven't been here in a few months and I'm guessing a few spiders may have moved in!' 'Oh god, I'm terrified of spiders!' 'Yup -- me too, so this should be interesting' she laughed as she pulled open a door in the back of the cabin. It was a long thin storage space that ran along the back wall of the cabin and inside was an assortment of deck chairs, folding tables and a huge kayak. 'Help me pull the boat out so the spiders have time to move out before we put it into the water.' I didn't see any spiders as we heaved the big canoe out onto the grass but the cobwebs announced their presence, making me nervous as hell. Next we walked around to another smaller storage space which housed switches and levers which Becky flipped quickly before shutting the door again. 'Ok, so now we have electricity and running water' Then we opened up the big doors at the front of the cabin which once pushed back left almost the entire front wall open to the elements. There were less cobwebs in here and we dispatched them quickly with brooms, leaving the spartan but functional interior clean. As we looked out toward the tranquil river scene I took Becky into my arms from behind and hugged her to me tightly, feeling the heat of her sun warmed body against mine and revelling in the smell of her subtle perfume. 'I think this place is out of this world, what a perfect retreat from the real world' I breathed into her hair, allowing my lips to tickle her neck, raising goose bumps. 'Thank you so much for sharing this with me. I better warn you that it's been a long time since I've paddled a boat -- we could end up swimming!' She turned around in my arms and fixed me with those piercing eyes, just looking at me for a long moment while she stroked my face tenderly. 'Sally Granger, I have a confession to make. You make me feel alive. You make me want to do things I haven't even thought about for years. I haven't been in the boat for a long time either, but I'd like to today and if we end up swimming then as long as I'm swimming with you then that's ok with me.' I could feel the tears coursing down my face as my heart melted at her words; it had been a long time since someone had spoken such tender words to me and I found myself choked up and speechless. Becky took my face gently in her hands and drew her lips to mine in a kiss that was so filled with desire it almost scared me. I drew back and held her gaze as she caressed my neck and shoulders. 'Becky, I need you to do something for me Babe.' 'Just say the word Sal, what do you need?' 'You. I need you to make love to me right now. Right here, right now!' So she did. We broke our embrace long enough to strip naked as fast as we possibly could, no ceremony just raw need. We came together again and as our skin touched she pushed me backwards until my arse was up against an old, careworn pine table. She lifted me up and sat me on the table, stepping between my thighs and taking my right nipple between her teeth and nipping gently. I squealed with delight and threw my head back as she suckled on me like she was starving. I was so hot I could feel my pussy juices starting to flow as Becky nibbled, licked and sucked my nipples alternatively and just when I thought things couldn't get any better I was suddenly filled with 2 fingers that pumped in and out of me, tips curled into my G spot and making me scream. This was no gentle, teasing, love making session. This was hot, frantic sex and in no time at all she had me bucking against her hand and mouth as I rode her fingers to a jaw dropping climax that left me heaving for breath. I lay flat on the table panting for breath, my legs dangling over the edge. Slowly I sat up and clasped Becky between my thighs, crossing my legs behind her back to stop her escaping as I kissed her lips, eyes, nose and chin before lowering my face to her breasts. Her nipples were hard and sensitive and she gasped loudly as I ran my tongue around them in turn before taking one into my mouth and sucking hard. I clasped her butt cheeks in my hands and kneaded them, feeling the firm muscles under my fingers, the feel of her soft, smooth skin fuelling my fire even further. I jumped down and spun her around to swap our positions, sitting her on the table as I had been and me taking up position between her thighs. We kissed hard, out lips mashed against each others and our tongues fighting for supremacy until Becky threw her head back and groaned loudly as I suddenly thrust 2 crossed fingers into her dripping pussy and dragged them against her inside walls. 'Oh Jesus! Don't you dare stop!' as she leaned back on the table and her hips shot into the air. I brought my mouth down to her and sucked firmly on her clit as I fucked her furiously with my fingers until she screamed loudly and coated my hand and face in sweet, sticky, delicious juice. I took my face away from her super sensitive button and kissed her thighs and belly but I kept my fingers moving slowly and deliberately, letting her come down a little before coating a finger from my left hand in her cum and slowly inserting it into her tight little anus, feeling the initial resistance and then acceptance as she pushed her arse onto my finger to take all that was available. Becky was grunting loudly and dripping with sweat as another orgasm crashed down over her like a tidal wave, leaving her washed up and limp like a beautiful rag doll. 'You ok Babe?' as I kissed my way back up to her mouth, slowly and gently removing my fingers from her. 'No. No, I don't think I'll ever be ok again!' She sat up and clasped me between her thighs as I had earlier done to her and we kissed soulfully and sweetly, still passionately but the urgency now sated. 'Before we had dinner last night I thought I was going to have a hard time actually seducing you, but boy was I wrong; and now I feel like I've known you forever and I can't even begin to describe the things you do to me and the way you make me feel.' I stared into her eye's as a single tear coursed down her cheek, capturing it with my thumb and wiping it away. 'So why so sad if I make you feel good? You know that I've already fallen in love with you don't you? I know I probably shouldn't say it so soon but I can't help it, I really DO love you.' 'Really?' 'Really! Now why are you crying Babe? Would you rather I didn't love you, have I said too much?' 'No, you've said just enough' and her eyes crinkled into a smile, the green fires sparkling in the sunlight. 'People think I've led a charmed life. My family had money, my husband had money, I've lived in fancy houses, driven fabulous cars, holidayed in amazing places, worn designer clothes but I've just realised that I've never really been happy. You make me happy, amazingly happy, and I think it's because I've never really been in love before and now I know what it feels like.' 'Again I say -- why so sad? That's a good thing right?' 'Because I didn't think for a moment you'd feel the same way after just 1 day! You know, I've always believed in love at first sight, even though it had never happened to me, but do you know how my husband described it? He said it was a way for deluded people to feel better about themselves. Romantic bugger wasn't he?' I held her tightly against me and hugged her for all I was worth, squishing her small breasts against mine, kissing her neck and laughing. 'Oh Becky, well here's a thing. I've never believed in love at first sight, I've always thought that people felt lust at first sight but that it developed into love over time as they got to know each other better. As of yesterday my view on that has changed a little.' I put my mouth against her ear and softly breathed my next words sending shivers down her spine despite the heat of the day. 'I saw you in the bar and you captivated me. I watched you talking to people and envied them their closeness to you. I watched you play with your hair and tried to imagine the taste of your neck. I thought you'd stolen my bag and instead of hating you I wanted to get to know you. We went for dinner and I was so nervous I thought I would be sick, I was so afraid of messing things up and missing my chance with you. We made love and you took me to places I have never been before. You left my bed and took a piece of me with you. All because I have loved you since I first laid my eyes on you. I worried that you only wanted a one night stand and it scared the hell out of me! Because I love you, and want you, and need you and I don't even know you very well yet. Now kiss me' Oh that kiss was the sweetest yet; full of feeling and meaning, so soft and sincere and gentle yet demanding and possessive as we both laid claim to our prize. 'Have you ever paddled a kayak in the nude?' Becky laughed as she came up for air 'Strangely enough no.' I laughed back 'you want to?' my eyes wide as I waited for her reply 'Hmmm I feel like doing something pretty daring but I'm not sure I'm brave enough. What happens if someone comes up the river in the other direction?' 'OK, how about we compromise? With me in the boat we're bound to turn over and end up swimming anyway, why don't we just go skinny dipping?' Becky grinned widely and the fire in her eye's flashed as she jumped off the table and ran out of the cabin, dragging me with her by the hand. Before I even had time to think about it we were streaking across the grass toward the river naked as babies, laughing so hard I thought my sides would split. Becky ran straight down the bank and up to her thighs in water before she gasped and stopped dead, shrieking because the water was icy cold against her hot sweaty skin. I was following too close behind to stop in time and I ran straight into her and knocked us both into the frigid river. 'Oh my god!' Becky gasped in shock and surprise 'who's bloody idea was this, it's fucking freezing in here!' as she surfaced coughing water. 'You'll soon warm up if you swim' I spluttered back, trying to stop my teeth from chattering 'race you to the other side!' and with that I took off towards the opposite bank as fast as I could. In just a few strokes Becky sliced through the water beside me, overtaking me with ease. Ok so now I know why she has a firm swimmers body -- well duh! By the time I reached the bank Becky was treading water, hanging onto a Willow branch that dangled over the waters edge, it's fine whip-like tresses hanging like a curtain and concealing the bank behind. 'Well I guess you won that round, how often do you swim?' 'Not so much any more, probably once a week, but like I said this was my childhood playground and I spent most of my childhood on or in this river. I don't remember it being this bloody cold though!' I tried to stand but it was too deep for me so I joined Becky in hanging onto the foliage just as the noise of a small engine became audible. 'Oh rats!' Becky squealed 'I knew this would happen, quick come here' and we ducked under the branches closer to the bank just as a small inflatable dingy came into view around a bend in the river, a middle aged man with fishing tackle inside. We both held our breath willing him to go straight past and not decide to stop and fish in this particular spot, and laughed together in relief as he went on his way without noticing us behind the Willow. 'Kind of secluded and hidden under here, we could get up to all sorts with no-one any the wiser' 'Sally Granger are you suggesting that we make out in a cold river?' she chuckled 'I have a better idea, come on' and with that she took off again towards the other bank. I didn't follow straight away but let her have a head start so that I could watch her lithe form scything powerfully through the water. My god this woman had the sexiest body I've ever seen, "how did I get so lucky?" I thought as I swam after her, watching intently as she glanced around before climbing up the bank, water running off her and her nipples hard and proud from the cold water. She made me insatiable for her and I could feel the heat between my legs despite the frigid water. I ran up the bank after her & caught her up as she reached the cabin and started rummaging though bags. 'Do something with that' she commanded as she threw a bulky holdall at me. I opened the bag as I stood shivering and naked, waiting for the warmth of the sun to dry my body. It contained several soft blankets and rugs which I spread out on the grass in front of the cabin. Becky emerged from inside, still naked and gorgeous and I felt my pussy twitch as I watched her walk toward me carrying a large covered tray. 'Down girl' 'What do you mean?' I replied innocently 'I can hear your thoughts from here and if you keep looking at me like that we'll never have lunch!' she laughed, setting the tray on the blankets and running back inside the cabin before I could grab hold of her. She came back out with a large thermos flask and proceeded to pour something cold & peachy coloured into 2 wine glasses. 'This should warm you up, it's my favourite but if you don't like it there's wine and beer in the cool bag' I sipped the wonderful rum punch and felt the alcohol warming me from the inside out. 'That's scrummy and there's loads of rum in there -- no wonder we got a cab!' As we settled down onto the blankets Becky uncovered the tray revealing an enormous array of mouth watering picnic food. Suddenly I was ravenous and we both dived into the food with gusto, feasting on cold spicy chicken, fresh crunchy salads, soft crusty bread, cheese, ham and pickles, washing it all down with wonderfully sweet and powerful punch. Eventually we'd both eaten our fill & we took the remains back inside the cabin, returning to the blankets to stretch out and lay in the sunshine, both on our backs holding hands. The heat from the sun and the alcohol in the punch had obviously conspired to send me to sleep, as the next thing I was aware of was something very cold and sticky hitting my tummy. I yelped and opened my eyes to find Becky standing over me wielding a bottle of sun cream like a weapon and grinning at me. 'That was mean!' I whined 'I was just drifting off to sleep'. 'You weren't drifting off at all, you've been snoring for a good 30 minutes! I was worried about you getting sunburn on those glorious globes, let me make sure that you don't.' Becky knelt down on the rug next to me and started massaging the sun cream into my tummy in slow, sensuous circles that made my skin tingle deliciously. Her hands covered every inch of skin from my pubis to my ribs but she never dipped into my honey pot or touched my eager breasts, with nipples like coat hooks demanding attention. I lay there groaning in a mixture of delight, frustration and anticipation until my sounds were silenced by Becky's mouth covering mine and her tongue slipping between my lips in a long and leisurely kiss. I tangled my fingers in the hair at the back of her head, holding her to me and never wanting the kiss to end but she pulled away and looked into my eyes with an expression that told me I would get what I craved. She straddled my hips and took hold of the sun cream, aiming it at my chest and squeezing a stream of cold white cream over each aching tit, making my already hard nipples tighten further into almost painfully solid lumps. Her hands travelled oh-so-slowly up my already slippery tummy and circled each breast tantalisingly slowly, never touching my hungry nipples as her deft fingers massaged the cream into my warm flesh. She bent to place infuriatingly delicate kisses on both nipples before taking one in each hand and caressing them with her slippery hands, rolling and pinching them and sending me into raptures before slipping further down and continuing to rub the cream into my thighs. 'Becky, you're killing me' I moaned as she massaged my legs with the cream. 'Shush honey' she cooed 'you wouldn't want to get sunburned because I'd missed a bit now would you? Now, is there anywhere I haven't rubbed cream yet?' she pondered mockingly while staring into my desperate face with an impish grin on her face. 'I haven't rubbed any into your pussy have I? I don't think I want to do that though, do you?' 'Yes! Yes, I really think you should!' I almost sobbed through ragged breath 'No I shouldn't' she stated firmly 'Because I don't like the taste of sun cream' and with that she dived between my thighs and speared me with her tongue, instantly sending me to unbelievable heights after all of the teasing I'd endured.