9 comments/ 16299 views/ 21 favorites Tangled Woven Red By: Kylie24 A girl asked me to kiss her once. She was in her forties and had red hair the color of summer strawberries and wide hips that bespoke of goddesses past. I asked her into the ladies room stall at the local bar and put my lips upon hers; she flinched just a bit but kissed me back. I had pulled her inside the dingy and metal stall to prove to her that I would do it, yet all I felt were teeth against mine. It was akin to making out with a mannequin; the tongue absent, the sweet saliva that is usually present during a passionate encounter was nothing but a vacant lot. I had no emotion except that of complete disgust. I looked at her for a moment, her green eyes flaming just a bit. I turned from her and opened the painted and scratched door; letting it creak behind me, ensuring the noise of my stilettos echoed in her ears. Never again. I am married with three children, all of whom I love more than anything but my husband is another story. Eighteen years have whispered throughout our windy sails of marriage. I find him completely lovely yet completely disgusting. His qualities have become something of contempt...his eating, sleeping, and grooming habits are not in my realm of satisfaction. The quality of my marriage has been eating at my soul for more years than I can say, yet I love my children. How can I let my husband, no matter how distasteful I find him, slip away into an abyss of divorce that would destroy those three human beings that I hold so close? I can't and won't. Yet I yearn for a woman's touch, a soft one that isn't demanding with every finger inserted or a rough tongue being forced between my lips. I went home after the encounter with my red-haired friend thoroughly perplexed. What human being who wants to kiss another not possess passion, expectancy, or at least some sort of excitement in the venture? I slightly put the thought out of my mind while I peeled off my black lace panties and bra and pulled a rugged white t-shirt over my head, slipping under the sheet next to my sleeping husband. I felt his tired hand crawl towards my breast, cupping it in a hold that was natural and familiar. Sliding my hand to envelop his penis, I grasp it and softly move my hand up and over, hoping to engage and awaken him to ease my throbbing womanhood. "D, please, I need you inside me, sweetie." I said as I gently massaged his balls. Diego murmured under his breath with something that sounded like a very slurred, "Erraaauuhh." I kept massaging his manhood, hoping that it would entice him to become erect and let me ride him. My husband reluctantly embraced my hips and pulled me on top of him and kissed me while pulling his underwear off. Our lovemaking was short but satisfying as I was able to use my finger to get myself off, which was the usual and par for the course. I had to lick his balls while he jacked himself off, something I don't mind but there was nothing sweet and tender about our sex. It was normal and staid. I saw my lovely but cold red-haired friend at a birthday party for a mutual acquaintance the next week. She mentioned nothing of our encounter, and I was glad for it as I wanted to forget the interlude and pretend it never happened. Apparently she felt the same; we ordered dinner and gossiped as if nothing had ever happened. Her sister, on the other hand, was someone I did not expect. Cassie was tall with legs a mile high, her smile infectious and her laughter lit up the tiny but boisterous restaurant. While I tried to focus on my Spider Roll and talk to Johnny about the gifts his children gave him earlier in the day, I couldn't take my mind away from Cassie's sumptuous lips. The way she delicately placed small pieces of succulent fish into her mouth, smiling at jokes all the while, the chopsticks placed between her long and elegant fingers; magnificent. As her sister chattered on about high school antics, I ordered a round of sake for the celebration, hoping to relieve my mind of naughty thoughts about the tall, vivacious and red-headed Cassie. "Cheers, Johnny! May your birthday be fantastic and your year filled with lovely memories of family and friends!" We raised a toast to Johnny and drank. I tried not to stare at Cassie as she talked to the others but the strawberry chap stick she applied throughout the evening had brightened and highlighted the edges of her silky lips. It was pure loveliness. I excused myself to the ladies room for a breather. My heels clicked along the tile towards the restroom when I heard a voice from behind. "Hey, Adrienne, wait up! I have to go too!" Cassie was hurrying to catch up, her stilettos creating the same tempo as my own black heels. I turned and smiled softly, waiting for Cassie. Her lithe frame ran towards me, while she laughed and breathily said, "Thanks!" Her fair skin was flushed from alcohol and it was hard not to think about that strawberry lip gloss that lined her plump mouth. "No problem. A bathroom buddy is a good thing to have." Cassie followed me into the ladies room and turned the lock. I stood looking at her and realized I should do something besides stare at her. I hurried to the stall and did my business. Cassie started talking. "I think I drank too much but I'm having so much fun. I haven't seen those guys in forever!" I finished my business and pulled up my panties, flushing the toilet after I straightened my skirt. Exiting the stall, I noticed Cassie putting more gloss on her lips and was curious as to what they tasted like...her lips. She smiled after putting the gloss in her purse and said a quick, "Thanks! I'm about to burst!" I sat my purse on the bathroom counter and listened to her pee while I washed my hands. I added lipstick to my already red lips and plumped my hair, waiting for her to finish. It would be bad manners to leave without her. "I hate going to the bathroom alone. I appreciate it." Cassie mentioned while leaving the stall. She smiled at me and washed her hands, yet her gaze lingered on my own. My heart jumped a bit and I stared down into my purse, hoping to say something that I could not and would not mention. "Well, let's get back to the celebration, shall we?" Cassie brightly said and we both left the bathroom, making our way back to our friends. The party seemed to go on forever and as the celebration began to dissipate, Cassie's sister, she of the "tooth prison" sent a text to me. "Do you mind taking Cassie home? I'm wasted and am catching a ride with Bobby." Did I mind? No. I paid my tab and Cassie and I walked to my Range Rover...teetering on our heels and laughing hysterically about Kit's hand running up and down Bobby's leg. The ride to Cassie's place was a quick one and too soon she was asking me in for a midnight cocktail. Cassie unlocked and walked into her Tudor-style home, immediately kicking her heels off. I couldn't resist staring at the length of leg that was displayed underneath the hem of her skirt while she bent to turn on the stereo. My pussy tingled just a bit as she bent over, allowing me to see her ass. Cassie started dancing to the Prince song that immediately filled the room as she made her way to the kitchen, pulling vodka and olives out of her fridge. Setting out two martini glasses she threw in the olives and splashed them with liquor. I graciously accepted the glass as she handed it to me, dancing with her a bit as I followed her to the sofa. "Adrienne, cheers! I appreciate the ride!" Cassie sipped her drink and smiled at me. Her luscious red lips sent a thrill straight through my body as I sipped my drink. The vodka from her drink wet her lips lightly, leaving a shine that begged to be kissed away. She reclined on the sofa, her stockings visible up to the garters that held them. The clasps grasping the black hose were shining brightly against her smooth and luscious thighs. "Adrienne, let's dance!" yelled Cassie and pulled me up by my hand. She pulled me towards her as she swayed gently to the beat of the music. She was clearly drunk and was slowly pulling her skirt up while dancing; lost in the tempo. I reached around and grazed her luscious ass with my manicured hand, softly touching what I had been longing for all evening. Cassie grabbed my hand and rubbed her ass with it, enjoying the feel, but never missed a beat. "Adrienne, you are so fun. It's nice to hang out with someone who isn't a prude, like my sister." She undulated her hips against mine while we danced. We were so close now that I could smell her perfume; it was intoxicating. She lowered her face against my neck and continued to push her hips against my own. I felt her breath on my ear, it smelled of vodka and her strawberry lip gloss. I continued to rub her ass as she moved her lips to mine. She kissed me with fervor while pressing her breasts against my own. I was taken aback but kissed her with passion. Our lips fused together, locked in passion that wasn't forced but mutual and consensual. Cassie's lips were soft, so soft that it was hard not to melt into them. She pulled away and looked at me, running her finger down my chin, neck and between my breasts. She unbuttoned my blouse and reached a hand inside my bra, rubbing my nipple between her fingers. I quivered at her touch. The erotic music was fueling my thoughts and the martini didn't help. I threw my head back and sighed while she lowered her head and flicked her tongue over my nipple, seeming to savor every bit of it. I ran my fingers through her hair, pulling her towards my chest. Cassie stopped sucking my hardened nipple and began removing her clothing, stripping down to a pink bra; her lacy thong riding high over her garter belt. I gasped in pleasure but followed her lead by taking off my top. Soon, the thin fabric of our bras were pressed together. We continued to kiss while she ran her fingers lightly over the silk of my panties, still moving our bodies to the music that emanated the atmosphere. "Oh, Adrienne, your panties are so wet. May I taste you?" breathed Cassie, while kneeling to my knees, her heels ever steady. She looked up at me while slowly running her fingertips up the sides of my legs, causing me to again, gasp in pleasure. I felt her touch reach under my skirt and pull the edges of my panties down, ever so gently but with an eagerness that surprised me. I couldn't help but gather her sumptuous red curls between my fingers, holding her head in anticipation. She pulled my white underwear down to my ankles and lifted my heel, freeing me. I was anxious to feel her mouth upon my most intimate of areas, yes she was so slow with her actions causing my pussy to ache. I could feel her breath upon my skin as she ran her tongue up my leg and towards my wetness. I held my breath yet still swaying to the music, and then her tongue reached my innermost lips. Cassie slowly but surely licked my clit and the inner areas of my labia. I felt my pussy bloom in erotic anticipation. She then went hungrily for all that was between my legs and I couldn't help but cry out in pleasure. Her sweet lips pulled my clit between them, sucking gently but surely. It was the most exquisite feeling; the soft pulse of her mouth while she licked and exhaled in her silent pleasure. She grabbed the bottom of my Jimmy Choo heel and placed it over her shoulder. I continued to entangle my hands within her hair, reveling in all the pleasure that I was receiving. "Oh god, Cassie, please put your tongue inside me. Please!" I moaned and she did as asked. I felt her finger push inside me and then reach towards my ass, causing me to cry out. I immediately came with a shudder. My legs were trembling and my body shook; all I could see was a tangled mass of curls that knelt at the source of my womanhood, tasting the secret pleasure that my body had so willfully enjoyed. Cassie slowly raised herself up, taking my leg from her shoulder and kissed me. I could taste myself upon her lips; it was a sweet mix of my desire and her saliva. She smiled softly and murmured, "Adrienne, sleep here with me. I am tired but I'm not done with you." I nodded, still shaking from the amazing orgasm that Cassie so sweetly gave me. She turned off the music and grabbed my hand, leading me to her bed. To be continued... Tangled Woven Red Ch. 02 I awoke to the sound of my buzzing purse. I groggily threw myself halfway across Cassie's bed trying to reach the source of the noise. I had already sent my husband a text message informing him that I had drank too much and was staying with a friend for the evening. I brushed my thumb across the answer button and wearily said, "Hey honey. Everything okay?" Court sounded just as tired but there was a hint of worry in his voice, "Just making sure you're okay. Don't forget we have the charity golf thing tomorrow at two." I knew that the concern in his tone wasn't about my safety, but to make sure he got to hit balls with his buddies and that I played the part of the perfect wife. "I haven't forgotten. I will be home in time to make the salad and look presentable. I'll see you then. Love you." "Love you back." I hung up and threw my phone back in my purse, and gazed over at Cassie. Her delicate face was quite eloquent in the soft light of the moon shining through the bedroom curtains. Her features held an elfin quality, chin and nose small with dark sweeping lashes that covered her sleeping eyes. She was such a beautiful woman, so carefree and intelligent. I decided not to overthink how I ended up in in her bed, I just wanted to be near the sweetness of her. Pulling the sheet over my nude body, I lay back down onto the fluffy pillow; Cassie obviously was a connoisseur of luxury, as the Egyptian sheets softly caressed my body. I hadn't noticed the bedding earlier in my drunken state but I did notice how Cassie's red hair flowed over her pillow while she snored lightly. I felt my hand reaching out to caress her leg, just the outer portion of her thigh. She stirred at my touch and I felt my face burn with embarrassment, not wanting to wake her. She had given me such pleasure the night before, the orgasm was nothing I had ever experienced. I turned over and shut my eyes, hoping to forget that I had to be Court's forced date tomorrow for his work cronies. I quickly began to slip back into sleep when I felt Cassie's leg slowly push between mine. The silkiness of her skin against my own felt like the kiss of a butterfly, so very subtle and light. Sighing, I felt my nipples harden with an electricity that surprised me, in spite of my exhausted state. This woman had an effect on me that I couldn't fathom, especially at this early hour. ********* I awoke later to the softness of feathery strokes of a delicate tongue upon my breasts. I had almost forgotten where I was until I noticed the fragrant scent of Cassie's floral perfume as well as the neatly manicured red nails reaching towards my stomach. Turning towards her, I could see that her sleep-flushed face was still as beautiful as it was the evening before. "Adrienne, you do something to me. I want to touch every single part of you before you leave me." She said huskily. Her words elicited a deep guttural moan that I couldn't control. I reached to towards her cheek, running the back of my fingers over the velvety softness. "Yes." I said breathily and pulled her towards me, my hands tangled in that lovely rosy shade of crimson. I kissed her plump lips slowly at first but passion took possession and we were soon entangled in one another. Legs and arms were moving, rubbing; entwined with a lust that I had never experienced before. She was so soft and her ass fit perfectly in my hand as I held it while she nibbled on my earlobe, sending lightning bolts of lust throughout my body. "Oh god, Adrienne, you are so damned sexy." Moaned Cassie, arching her back as my fingers entered her tight pussy. She was so wet that I inserted another finger, causing her to cry out. Our nipples were slowly rubbing against one another's. I started stroking my fingertips along the inside of her pussy towards her clit; gently massaging her while she began licking my nipples. The harder I rubbed, the harder she licked and it felt like nothing I had ever known. It was magic. "Adrienne, please, I want you." She whispered and I did not make her wait for what I had wanted to do to her since I had laid eyes on her beautiful face. Lightly flicking my tongue down her stomach, I ran my fingers up the inside of Cassie's legs. She shivered almost in delight or perhaps impatience; I wasn't sure but I knew she wanted my mouth to suck her womanhood. She tasted so sweet, exactly how I knew she would...like her strawberry lip gloss. I lapped my tongue up and down her clit and quickly delved deep inside her pussy. Cassie squirmed and bucked beneath me as I tried to hold her thighs apart. She gripped my shoulders and pulled my hair as her orgasm built while I continued my momentum. I slowly ran my hands around to her ass and felt her body quiver in pleasure. I cupped her behind and pulled her pulsating pussy closer towards my face, kissing it slowly to let her relax. "Adrienne, wow. Just wow." I have no words." She murmured as I kissed her breasts and then her pretty lips, letting her taste herself. ********* We wrapped ourselves around each other, slightly dozing as our juices seemed to flow towards one another, making us one. As I lay upon her expensive pillow, I had thought that she was exciting and fun last night, but this morning it was different. I found her enigmatic and deep, like no one I had met before; a gorgeous enigma. The sun had risen and the buzzing in my purse again brought me out of my sleep. Yet again, I reached over the bed to answer and it was Court, of course. "Hey. Get your ass home. I need the food made and I want you to wear that cute little golf skirt. Okay?" I agreed and hung up, staring at Cassie's sleeping face. I slowly pulled myself out from under the covers and found my clothes, dressing as quietly as I could. Pulling my heels on after brushing my hair, I found a small notepad that had resided in my purse for what seemed forever. "Thanks, Cassie. Your hospitality was more than welcome. Drinks soon? Kisses - Adrienne." I left the note on the pillow I had slept on, loved on and silently locked the front door behind me before I left. I walked to my car and slipped my key into the ignition, knowing I would not forget the time I had shared with Cassie, and hoping I would once again weave my fingers into her glorious red hair. To be continued...