0 comments/ 36321 views/ 1 favorites Adventures of James & Julia Ch. 1 By: James2 The air was growing colder and the first hints of snow were starting to linger on the ground. Yes, Julia thought, the time was coming again when she would have the challenge of finding something special for her husband for Christmas. While James was easy to please in most regards, as with most men, it was difficult to find just the right gift. This year in particular Julia was going to have to be creative. James had recently changed jobs, accepting a lucrative position in the private sector after a long and rewarding career in the Public Service. As a result, most of his temporal needs were met and James was not a man that liked to indulge consumerism to excess. In her search for inspiration, Julia studied the December issues of the various magazines that she reads monthly. In the Holiday issue of Cosmo, she found her answer. Deep in the pages of Cosmo, under the heading "Intimate Christmas Gifts", was a suggestion that readers should reward their lovers with Boudoir photos taken at a professional studio. With James's love of photography, THIS, Julia thought, would be the answer. The next day at the office, Julia flipped through the Yellow Pages looking for a studio that would offer such a service in, hopefully, a tasteful and professional fashion that would allow her to model in comfort while still portraying her seductive side. Julia truly wanted to vamp in her photos but wanted the experience to be personal and something that, to the greatest extent possible, only she and James shared. About half way through the "Photographers" section of the Yellow Pages, Julia found the ad she thought she was looking for. The ad read: "Diane's Studio - Specializing in Boudoir Photography: photos taken of women, by a woman, for men. Taste, comfort and quality guaranteed." Although a little apprehensive, Julia phoned the number advertised. "Good Morning" answered the cheery female voice at the end of the line, "Diane speaking, how may I help you". " Well", Julia replied, "Christmas is coming and I thought that I would like to give my husband some boudoir photos for a sort of personal present". "I haven't done this before, but I think he would really appreciate something like this and he is very difficult to find gifts for". "I know what you mean", Diane said. "I have that problem with my partner, every year is a challenge". "If you haven't tried this before, you must have a number of questions about the nature of the studio, the backdrops we use and suggestions we have for wardrobe". "Well, yes I do. I 'm sure that your work is very professional and tasteful Diane, but I can't help being a little nervous". "That's understandable, what I recommend is that a potential client drop by the studio and check it out. You know, look at the props, the lighting and sets; and ask any questions you might have. We're located in the Golden Triangle downtown, and many of our clients come by at lunch to look us over and book a session". "Actually", Julia offered, "my office is downtown, if it's convenient I could come by today at about 12:30". That was fine with Diane and after exchanging information and addresses; they agreed to meet during the lunch hour. As Julia walked down Elgin Street, she wondered whether she would be able to pose for intimate photos taken by a stranger. On a number of occasions she posed for James in lingerie that he had given to her for various occasions, and on New Year's she had actually made an "adult movie" with James. That was very exciting, and she enjoyed taken his hardness deep in her mouth in front on the Camcorder. This however would not be a private viewing and someone else would be behind the lens as she primped in her push up bras and thong panties (Julia had a number of outfits in mind). This thought was a little unsettling for her, but was strangely exciting as well. As she walked along the back streets of the Golden Triangle, Julia felt a familiar dampness between her legs. When Julia arrived at the studio she was greeted by an attractive woman in her mid to late thirties. Diane was of medium height and appeared to be fit. There was no question that she was attractive, but in a wholesome way with no particular feature that would overwhelm an observer. "Good afternoon, you must be Julia", she said. "Let me show you my studio". With professional pride, Diane gave Julia a tour of her studio, spending quite a lot of time showing how the numerous couches, brass beds, hammocks, plants and faux fireplaces could be used with her studio lamps to create the right mood for intimate boudoir photos. After receiving more than satisfactory answers to her numerous questions, Julia was almost ready to make an appointment, but still had a lingering reservation. No one other than James had seen her pose seductively before and she was not sure that, for a stranger, she would be comfortable making love to the lens. That is the image she wanted the photos to project, so that in their long absences from one another James could look to these photos to remind him of her firm compliant body and those rich full lips that he loved to feel exploring the fullness of his erection. Sensing a continuing reluctance, Diane offered, " Julia, if it's not important that the photos be a surprise, perhaps you and James can come together. Actually, many of my customers like their partners to come, so that they each can have photos taken for the other". This removed Julia's last concern and an appointment was made for an evening early in the New Year. On Christmas morning James had a number of brightly wrapped packages to open. The most intriguing, however, was one he found in his underwear drawer. That package held a variety of silk boxers, Joe Boxers and bikini shorts. As well, the package included an invitation to join Julia for some boudoir photography at Studio Diane. On a Friday evening in January, Julia and James went to the studio as scheduled. They each had an overnight bag containing the various outfits that they had selected for the photo session. After greeting her guests warmly, Diane was right down to business. "The first thing", she said, "is for each of you to remove all of your clothes and put on these loose fitting robes. Your street clothes and underwear make lines that we don't want showing up in my photos. You change in those rooms near the exit sign. Once you've changed, look around and have some wine while I check the exposures I want to use. After we done that, the lines will be gone and I'll be ready. After a few minutes, Diane returned asking, "Who's first". No one volunteered. "So it's going to be like that", Diane said. "I guess I better decide for you". "James, you seem a little more comfortable, you first". Following Diane's orders and Julia's suggestions James withdrew and changed into a pair of black Joe Boxers and a black silk robe. After leaving the change room, James moved to a couch the ladies had selected and sat inclined with his legs lying across the couch. Following Diane's instructions and Julia's encouragement, as Diane clicked off the exposures, James opened the robe showing more of his chest and legs. Julia couldn't help but think that James's exercise regimen over the summer and fall had done a nice job of firming him up. With much pride and a hint of annoyance she noticed that Diane also was admiring her husband's physique. For his part, James was thoroughly enjoying the experience of having the ladies sip wine and coax him to pose more suggestively with each exposure. After posing for at least twenty shots, James announced, " We have enough pictures of me, I think it's time that Julia pose". Diane agreed and sent Julia to change into the first of many outfits that she had selected. After sampling the wine and watching James pose, Julia was more than ready and was looking forward to showing what she had to offer. She was very proud of her body, which was firm from the aerobic program she was following and still was tan from a December holiday she had taken in Cuba. Julia's first outfit was a crushed velvet robe with a matching velvet pushup bra and thong, all in deep Christmas red. In turn, Diane made Julia cross and uncross her legs, bring her shoulders forward to accentuate her cleavage and hold her legs in the air while reclining to give that long-legged look. After taking a number of pictures on the hammock and roman style couch wearing various pieces from her collection of intimate apparel, Julia asked if she could move to the brass bed. Evidently she had a particular outfit in mind, because as soon as Diane agreed Julia went to the change room, leaving James and Diane to exchange tips on photography. During the evening, Julia had mentioned James's interest, and relative success in taking pictures. "James", Diane asked, "after I'm finished with Julia, I wonder if I could ask you to take some boudoir photos of me. I would love to give my lover some intimate pictures and am too shy to ask a colleague to take them for me". Having overheard, Julia answered for James. "Of course he will, however, I'm going to supervise; but first, my pictures on the brass bed". For these photos Julia had selected a black lace bustier and matching thong. She wore five-inch black suede pumps and very shear black lace top stockings. Julia reclined on the bed seductively and as the shutter clicked she started to run her hands along her throat and lower where she adjusted the fit of the bustier so that her breasts were shown to their best advantage. She touched her breasts softly and rhythmically. She then moved her other hand slowly down her stomach to where the fabric of her panties began. She lingered there only for a moment while she summoned her courage. After this shortest of hesitations her fingers continued, seeking the dampness she new existed below. While Diane was taken completely by surprise, she didn't stop advancing the film and recording exposure after exposure of this lovely, seductive and erotic exposition. James was widely excited but was in absolute shock. He was expecting to see Julia model various attractive outfits, but was unprepared for this kinky demonstration of Julia's lust. Aware of their confusion and knowing that someone had to say something, Julia spoke. " As I got into this, I knew that I wanted to go a little beyond shots that we would see in Victoria's Secrets. I sensed that neither of you would object if I got a little kinky, and I was so wet I just had to touch myself. Frankly, I didn't think I would be touching myself quite this intimately with Diane here, I hope it's okay". Diane was a little short of breathe, but responded," It's fine, actually it's lovely". "Would you consider having a few photos taken together? It's really a wonderful thing for a couple to share. What do you think James?" James didn't need much encouragement and he was immediately at Julia's side kissing her earlobes, neck and her breasts at the fringe of her bustier. As the camera clicked, James fought the desire to release Julia from this garment and take her long hard nipples into his mouth. Diane seemed a little excited by what was unfolding in front of her, but continued to be the professional her ad had said she was and did not neglect her duties as photographer. While James wanted to take Julia immediately, he resisted the urge to place his hardened member between her legs and bury it deep inside her. That would have to wait until they were home and they had no audience. Wouldn't it? With immense control, James withdrew from Julia and suggested that they end the session and return home. The plans he had for their return home would not have been a surprise to Julia or Diane. Julia purred that she to was anxious to get home, but reminded James that he had promised to take some shots of Diane, and that a promise was a promise. Taking the cue, Diane removed to the change room to model the first of the outfits she had selected for herself. This was a cream coloured half-length silk robe with a matching panty underneath. She wore cream-coloured high-heeled slippers that lengthened her profile and made her legs seem more trim and fit than Julia and James had noticed before. In modeling her first outfit, Diane was surprisingly nervous. However, as the session continued and she tried more combinations of lingerie and poses, her comfort grew. The third and fourth outfits were getting increasingly risqué and were rivaling some of Julia's selections for their use of heels, stockings, push up bras and panties that could only contain all of the soft pubic hair that largely lay hidden behind because Diane, like Julia, had apparently trimmed her pussy in preparation for her boudoir photography session. Indeed it was Julia who commented on how lovely Diane's selections looked and how the panties fit her bottom so well. While Diane changed into her final outfit, Julia gave James a deep passionate kiss telling him how she was still very wet and couldn't wait to get home so that she could do something about the obvious bulge in James's Joe boxers. When Diane returned, James and Julia were surprised to see that Diane wore an identical outfit to Julia's. Yes, she too had a black velvet bustier and matching accessories, down to similar, if not identical, black pumps. "Julia, when I saw that we had the same outfit, I thought it might be fun to model together to give James a special memento of our day together". "Are you game"? Inspired by the eroticism of the evening and the very fine wine, Julia replied, " I think that would be a very nice idea, I think we look wonderful". Julia and Diane moved close to one another and posed first by the fireplace standing back to back, and then with Julia standing in front of Diane with Diane's arm playfully around her shoulder. Next, they moved to the couch and curled up like a couple of dear girl friends having a sleep over. To James' delight, however, they had not chosen to wear flannelette. For the last few exposures together, Diane and Julia moved to the brass bed. They piled the pillows high and reclined together. Sensing that the session was near the end, almost by instinct they became move serious and their hugs became more intimate. Julia lay her head on Diane's shoulder and Diane ran her fingers through Julia's hair. Slowly Julia placed her hand high on Diane's thigh and let her fingertips lightly explore the lace stockings tops. The silence could be cut with a knife, with no one knowing what to do next. Finally after an uncertain amount of time, James announced, "I'm out of film, I think that we should call it a night". With regret, it seemed, Diane agreed. But first she asked, "Julia I would like to thank James for this session, would you give him this kiss for me?" At that, she leaned over and lightly brushed Julia's lips with her own. The touch of their lips lingered for a moment. Slowly the pairs of lips opened and the light brushing was replaced by a moist, tentative but very exciting kiss. For the first time, Julia felt the softness of another woman's tongue. After a few moments, the embrace broke and Julia joined James at the couch. "I have a kiss for you" she said, and then she kissed James as deeply and as passionately as she ever had. Diane suggested, "I think you two should be alone, why don't you use this brass bed, I'll come back and lock up later." As Diane withdrew, James marveled at how Julia's tan looked so much deeper and richer under the studio lamps. He moved to Julia's side at the bed and knelt down beside her where she lay propped against the bulging pillows. James brushed Julia's hair away from her face and with his left hand pulled her towards him. He kissed her deeply, and as he did, moved his other hand down to the bustier below. James felt Julia's breasts beneath the bustier and massaged them gently. He moved his lips to Julia's neck and used his soft wet tongue to play with her ears and shoulders. Slowly he kissed his way from Julia's neck to the cleavage at the entrance to her bustier. James kissed the top of each breast in turn, and then ran his tongue slowly between Julia's breasts. Wanting to explore Julia further, James reached around with his right hand and released Julia from the bondage of the bustier. Julia's firm full breasts fell free, and James could see that his efforts had not gone unrewarded. Julia's nipples were dark and hard and long. "James", Julia said, "Please take my breasts in your mouth. I love when you kiss me like that". Without any hesitation, James moved his wet open mouth to Julia's breasts and sucked on each nipple, alternating from one to the other at Julia's direction. He then moved his head lower and ran his lips along her tummy, navel and beyond. As he reached Julia's neatly trimmed mound of pubic hair, Julia gasped. James continued his journey and parted Julia's lower lips with his fingertips. He then bathed her exposed pussy with his tongue and took her erect clit in his mouth and sucked on it, first softly and then with more intensity. Julia was getting wetter and wetter and finally pleaded with James to come on top her and bury himself deep inside of her. James needed no coaxing and rolled on top of Julia, placing his weight on his elbows and his engorged cock where she had demanded it. He thrust rapidly and deeply while Julia wrapped her legs around his back. James's cock ventured as far into that warm wet chasm as possible. Even the vibrators that James and Julia had experimented with had not filled her so completely. With a gasp and a muffled cry, Julia came bucking against James to ride her orgasm for every bit of pleasure it could offer. Her body shook with that telltale shudder that announced a full and complete orgasm. With incredible control, James held his orgasm, wishing to feel Julia take him in her mouth and pleasure him until he could stand it no longer and would explode his hot sticky come over her lips, tongue and chin. Without noticing the change in position, James now found himself on his back with Julia lying partly on her side beside him. Julia ran her hand along the bulge at James's crotch as she kissed James's chest, firmly and rapidly, massaging his nipples with her tongue. "I love how you do that", James panted. The encouragement seemed to spur Julia on and the attention she gave to James's nipples almost made him explode, even without any stimulation of the bulge that Julia was next to apply herself to. After a few, very enjoyable, moments, Julia moved her lips to James's ear and whispered," I want to go down on you and feel that warm hard cock deep in my mouth". With that, Julia shifted down the bed until her mouth could reach James's toes. Julia lifted James's foot to her mouth and kissed and sucked each toe, warmly bathing each toe with her tongue. Knowing that James could not wait much longer, Julia move her lips and tongue up James's legs to his thighs. Julia licked and nipped James, teasing him as she watched his penis harden still further. Finally, she ran her tongue along the pouch that held James's balls; she sucked on it and took it into her mouth. While she had it contained within her lips, she ran her tongue all around it, licking it vigorously. Sensing that James was ready to burst, Julia moved her mouth to the head of his cock, and swallowed him deeply. With his hardness encompassed, she bopped up and down, licking the backside of his cock furiously. Suddenly, James erupted, spurting hot slippery come into Julia's waiting mouth. Julia continued licking and sucking James's cock, savouring every drop, as she alternated between taking him in her mouth and running his cock over her lips and chin. James was out of control with the orgasm that Julia had brought him to. It wasn't until Julia rolled over exhausted in his arms that he noticed that they weren't alone. Out from behind the shadows of the studio lamps stepped Diane. With her was a beautiful auburn-haired woman in her early thirties. "That was beautiful", Diane gasped, "You two are wonderful together, I didn't remember that love making between a man and a woman could be so lovely". "I didn't plan on spying on you, but just as I was making my way to the change room, Megan arrived. I was telling her about our photo session and as you started to make love, we couldn't help ourselves. I hope we haven't offended you". Adventures of James & Julia Ch. 1 It was Julia who answered. "I can't speak for James, but I'm not offended. Actually it's quite a compliment and I can understand that you couldn't help but watch James in action, he is a very good lover". It was obvious from his expression that James was anything but offended. "Julia" he said, "I think it was 'US' that they could not help but watch. Actually, if I'm reading things correctly, the ladies were likely more attracted by your performance". Diane smiled, "We enjoyed watching you together, but James's right, Julia is more our type. Let me introduce Megan, my lover". As introductions were exchanged, Julia and James admired the beautiful thirty-something woman. She was slightly taller that average, and although dressed, appeared to have a taut slim waist that made her firm breasts appear larger than they perhaps were. Her hair was deep in colour and fell about ten inches past her shoulders. Despite the auburn hair, she had a deep complexion that gave her a very exotic look. She must have just returned from work because she wore a well-tailored business suit. Julia whispered in James's ear how attractive she thought the new woman was and how her makeup and hair were perfect. The suit she wore was jade, with a short tight skirt. She wore no blouse under her jacket, but rather a strand of pearls hung loosely to where a hint cleavage began. She wore hosiery, but it was a very shear skin tone. Her pumps matched her outfit and had very high heels indeed, which made her legs very trim and firm. "Look", Diane said. "Megan and I feel a bad about invading your privacy like this, is there a way we can make it up to you?" "Maybe", Megan volunteered, "we could reciprocate?" "After watching you, I'm really desperate to make love, would you be interested in watching us?" "I'm sure James would not complain" said Julia "and I'm too tired to move right now. Why don't you just pretend we're not here. At that, Julia and James moved to the couch closest to the brass bed and curled up in each other's arms. Diane was still dressed in her black velvet bustier, so it was she that helped Megan out of her suit. First she unfastened the buttons on the suit jacket revealing the full firm breasts that the cleavage the suit revealed had promised. The breasts were encased in a jade coloured padded push up bra. As she helped Megan out of the jacket, Diane lightly feathered Megan's breasts with her fingertips. Next, Diane dropped to her knees and lowered the zipper at the back of the tight skirt. As she slid the skirt down and Megan stepped out of it, James and Julia saw that Megan wore a thong that matched her bra, and that the hosiery she wore were stockings held up by a garter belt that was obviously the third piece in the set of lingerie she had on beneath her suit. The lovers moved to the brass bed, and Diane lay on her back in the middle of the bed as Megan climbed astride her. "I think we'll try a little domination Megan advised, I've been accommodating clients' whims at work all day, and I would like to be the boss for a while. Is that okay with you Diane?" "You know how I love when you take charge, I'm getting wet just thinking about it". With that, Megan slid off Diane's pumps, kissing each foot lightly through Diane's stockings as she did. Then, she placed her hand at the lace top of the stocking on Diane's right leg and slowly rolled it off. As she repeated the procedure with the left leg, James's interest increased. He could tell that Julia was intrigued as well. The nipples that had relaxed a few minutes after her last (and complete) orgasm were now enlarged again. Taking the stockings that she had just slid off Diane's legs, Megan lightly secured Diane's wrists to the brass bed. With the wrists secure, Megan began her intimate and surprisingly considerate assault. Wasn't she the one that wanted to dominate and not serve? In any event, she lightly kissed Diane's eyebrows, and ears, her neck and mouth. The kiss lingered at the mouth and it was obvious that it was deep and wet and intense. Megan moved down further, and after admiring the texture of Diane's bustier with her fingers, removed it to free those breasts that Julia and James really had both longed to see revealed during the photo session, but which had remained bound by the bustier. With Diane's breasts free, Megan moved her mouth to Diane's nipples and took them in deeply. Diane longed to wrapped her arms around Megan to direct her attention, but Diane remained bound by the stockings. Megan continued her journey, and explored Diane's torso with her tongue. At last, Diane thought, Megan reached the thong below. She pulled it aside revealing a silky thatch of honey blond curls. Slowly she parted the puffy lips, spreading them wide apart so that the nub of flesh hidden beneath was now exposed. Megan buried two fingers deep in Diane's velvety pussy as her lips and tongue found the nub of flesh that was Diane's clit. Knowing just what a woman is looking for in this manner of love making, Megan's experienced tongue brought Diane to one frenzied orgasm after another. Satisfied that her partner had come as often as she could, Megan released Diane from her restraints. They fell into each other's arms on the bed and kissed and hugged laughing that the "Dominatrix" had again turned into a tender thoughtful lover. "Megan, I think it's your turn" Diane said as she rolled Megan onto her back and, while leaving the shoes and stockings in place, removed the thong. Diane too was quite experienced in the region that Megan had just explored with her tongue. She moistened her lover's already wet pussy with her tongue and tugged on and sucked Megan's very extended hard clit. James and Julia were enthralled with the display, and while neither could speak, they curled more closely together and each noticed the other breathing more heavily. Unknowingly, James's hand was between Julia's legs and she was lightly stroking his member. It seemed that tonight Megan needed more than Diane's tongue and fingers to come. Sensing this, from a drawer beside the brass bed, Diane retrieved a large ivory coloured vibrator. She set it at a slow vibration, and that familiar sound got Julia's pussy still wetter than it was. Diane started by massaging the inside of Megan's thighs with the vibrator, and slowly moved it to her pussy and to those lips Diane had been tasting. After allowing the vibrator to play lightly with Megan's clit, Diane slowly, but with purpose, started the vibrator's journey deep into the tunnel that it was intended to consume. Once it was clear that Megan's pussy was wet enough and relaxed enough, Diane thrust the dildo in and out rapidly, mimicking the movements of a cock, and reminding James and Julia of their own love making from which they were still recovering. Megan could withstand the movements of this ivory lover no longer, and exploded in a wild orgasm that the neighbours undoubtedly heard. After savouring the moment for a few minutes, James went to the wine bucket that had been set out earlier, and poured some white wine for all. The four sat for some time, Julia and James on the couch and the two lovers on the bed, sipping and chatting and remarking just how well the other couple had performed, how tender they had been. Megan remarked that the four should get together again some time. She explained the she and Diane had been studying massage for some time and are anxious to try it on someone other than themselves. "Julia, I think that you and James would be wonderful subjects", she said. "I would love to give you a deep massage, and I think that in return for the favour of taking those photos, Diane should give James a nice rub down. What do you think?" "I think that is a very intriguing invitation" Julia offered, "but James and I would want to be together, and I should say that it's a massage that were interested in". "We understand Julia" Diane said. "You two are so wonderful together, I can't imagine that you would ever want to share one another with any one else". As James and Julia prepared to go home, a date was picked for dinner at the ladies' townhouse, to be followed by an evening of massage. Adventures of James & Julia Ch. 2 A few weeks later on a Saturday evening, James and Julia prepared to join Diane and Megan for the evening. They had decided to take taxis each way so that they could enjoy the wine that James had selected from their cellar. The hostesses had suggested that they dress comfortably, so James wore silk boxers, Dockers and a long-sleeved Tommy Hilfiger polo shirt. Julia wore a sweater and black pants, with dark green lingerie underneath. Shortly after arriving at the townhouse and ringing the bell, Julia and James were greeted both by Diane and Megan. The hostesses wore matching black silk half-length robes, oriental style slippers, and seemingly very little else. The two escorted Julia and James to their living room that was set up as a conversation area around the fireplace that had a fire well underway. Megan served some of the wine that James had brought, and the four supped on shrimp and scallops and rice, right there by the fire. With this portion of the meal complete, Megan suggested that James and Julia change before the group tried some ice wine. Diane produced two black silk robes similar to those that she and Megan wore. She instructed James and Julia to change into them for the massage session. Evidently, the massages were about to begin. Moving to the spare bedroom, James and Julia changed as they were told. They returned to the living room to see that the ice wine had been poured and that two futons had been set out on the floor near the fireplace. Following a taste of wine, James was instructed to lay face down on the futon beside Diane, and Julia did the same beside Megan. The lights were dimmed except for the glow of the fire, but James and Julia could make out the images of the masseuses, as well as of themselves. It was Diane who first stripped James of his robe, revealing the silk boxers that lay below. She warmed some oil with her hands and began the massage at his shoulders. She gently but firmly worked his back, moving up and down with the heel of her hand. From time to time she would move her fingers back to his neck and deeply work the muscles she found there. As James suspected, Diane wore nothing under her robe and he could feel the tickle of her pubic hair as she straddled the back of his legs to give him the massage. Megan slipped Julia's robe off as well, all that lay beneath were a pair of thong panties that had worked their way up Julia's bottom, revealing her lovely lower cheeks. Megan was having a difficult time controlling her excitement, and enthusiastically applied the warm oil to Julia's neck, back and shoulders. Having generously worked James's neck and shoulders, Diane whispered that she would like to work on James's legs. Softly, she asked James if she could slide off his boxers so as not to stain the silk. James raised his bottom slightly, without turning over, and Diane slide the shorts down and removed them from his ankles. Diane then applied oil to the backs of James's legs and worked it in deeply, first at his ankles and calves and then at the backs of his knees. After a number of minutes of this enjoyable treatment, Diane turned her attention to the backs of his thighs and ultimately his firm buns. This was a very strange sensation for James indeed, as no one other than Julia had given him a massage before, let alone one so intimate. James peeked over to see how Julia's session was going. As if working from a script, James noticed that Megan had coaxed Julia to remove her thong. Julia likely thought that there was no reason not to, since the thong really covered very little from behind at any rate. Megan's massage technique appeared very similar to Diane's, James thought. Although it was dim, he could make out that Megan was starting at Julia's feet and ankles and making her way progressively up Julia's legs to her thighs and bottom. As he was savouring the sensation of his own rub down, he noticed that Megan had slipped off her robe and was paying particular attention to Julia's bottom, applying the lovely warm oil generously. What he couldn't know was that Megan's breasts were lightly touching Julia's back from time to time and that Megan had whispered in Julia's ear asking if she could give Julia a very deep massage. As she did, Megan lightly ran the crimson coloured nail of her index finger between the cheeks of Julia's well oiled bottom, resting momentarily at that private opening that she and James and only in recent months began to explore. Not waiting for an immediate answer, Megan removed her finger and continued her massage, alternating from light brushing on the insides of Julia's thighs, high up near where Julia's pussy began, to more firm kneading of Julia's bottom. As Megan continued her massage in this fashion, she would explore cautiously the area between Julia's buns, lingering a little longer each time. Each time she brushed by the button that was the opening to this back passage, Megan found Julia a little more relaxed and could feel the button opening and beckoning her red tipped finger. Finally, Megan whispered the proposal in Julia's ear, and Julia consented as Megan slowly ran her finger deep in Julia's bottom. Unexpectedly, Julia came and could feel the waves of pleasure pour over her as Megan moved that wonderful finger lightly inside her. For her part, Megan too was expended and she lay beside Julia with her arm around her. The excitement and anticipation had been very draining for her. With the dimness of the room, James was not quite sure what had transpired, but guessed that something beyond what was expected had taken place. At any rate, he was very relaxed by the massage he was receiving except that it was becoming more and more difficult to lay on his stomach. Although he had shifted somewhat so that he could lay on his erection, the combination of his cock against the futon and Diane's hands on his thighs and ass were making him very horny. Just as he was wondering how he could continue like this, Diane gently rolled him over. With James lying on his back, Diane applied some oil to his chest and began to give him an intense massage on his chest and stomach. After a few minutes, this massage moved lower, running from James's navel, along the sides of his hips and then to his thighs. As this path of the massage was repeated over and over for the next couples of minutes, James got harder. Concluding that the mood and the time were right, Diane asked, "Julia, would you mind if I applied a little oil to James's penis. His skin seems a little dry, and it's the only area I haven't massaged yet. I think it needs some attention". Julia was not quite certain how she felt about this, but had her self enjoyed the orgasm that Megan's massage had brought. Also, she reasoned, what Diane was proposing was only a type of massage, wasn't it. "I think that would be fine" Julia said. " I wouldn't want James to suffer from dry skin. With permission granted, Diane generously applied oil to James's cock, stroking it slowly as she worked the oil in. While she was giving him this intimate massage, Diane applied oil to the pouch that held James's balls and lightly massaged him there as well. It had been some time since Diane had been intimate with a man, and as James came closer to a climax, Diane could feel her excitement growing. Glancing over at Julia and Megan, she noticed that they had renewed their activity. Shortly after Julia had assented to Diane's suggestion, Megan whispered to Julia that she thought Julia should also have a front massage and began massaging Julia's breasts and tummy with oil. With Julia distracted by Megan, and with the dimness that grew as the fire faded, Diane saw her opportunity to act on the impulse she was now having a very hard time fighting. With James about to come from the hand job she was expertly administering, Diane, without warning, moved over James and took him deep in her mouth. Unable to control himself, James came immediately. Diane discreetly continued to work on James with her mouth, until every drop had been dealt with. Satisfied that her impulse had been fulfilled, she put her mouth to James's ear in apology. " I'm sorry I got carried away, please don't tell Julia or Megan, it's just that its been so long since I have been with a man, I didn't realize how I would react. It was wonderful". James said nothing, and silently hoped that Julia was not aware of this final development. She had agreed to the intimate massage of his cock, probably expecting that he would come, but this was further than he imagined things would unfold. Diane and James would have been relieved to know that Julia and Megan were too caught up in the continuation of Julia's massage to notice what their respective lovers were up to. In the darkness that had fallen on the room, with the dimming of the fire, Megan was massaging the oil into Julia's breasts, hips and thighs. With each stroke, Megan was gradually working her way to Julia's middle and her oily fingertips were softly touching the outer regions of Julia's pubic hair. Knowing that Julia had consented to the stroking of James's cock, and not feeling any reluctance on Julia's part as her hands approached Julia's pussy, Megan slowly but decidedly moved her fingers to where they touched those puffy lower lips. She found Julia's nub of flesh with her fingertips and slowly stroked that important and sensitive bit of anatomy just where a women's inner lips meet. Very relaxed and satisfied from Megan's earlier sensual exploration, Julia was just lying back basking in the sensations that were flowing from this very expert finger work on her pussy. Normally Julia would have hesitated and perhaps stopped Megan, apprehensive about what James would think of this escalation of the rub down. But, with the wine and the oddly erotic sensation from knowing that James was getting his cock stroked on the next futon, Julia acquiesced, and allowed the massage to progress. Megan was primarily running her fingers through Julia's pubic hair and lightly fingering her clit and pussy, but from time to time, just when it seemed like the perfect idea, she would insert her long index finger in Julia's pussy, hooking it in search of Julia's G spot. As this continued, Julia's arousal grew. She was no longer just basking in the glow of her last orgasm, but was feeling that another tremor may be on its way. Megan's senses were heightening, and she could feel Julia's orgasm building. All evening she had yearned to put her lips to that lovely pussy that she was now satisfying so expertly. Knowing that this would be her last opportunity, she went down on Julia, delicately kissing Julia's pussy with her tongue and lips. Like James was when Diane took him in her mouth, Julia was startled when Megan took the massage to this most intimate level. There was little to do about it without announcing to James and Diane what was taking place however, and in all honesty, it really was quite an incredible feeling of eroticism and sensuality. In a very short moment, Julia came quietly, but with no less satisfaction than from many of her greatest climaxes. The limited volume was more a matter that she didn't want to announce this development. The taxi home was a treat that James had arranged. It was actually a small Limo with a privacy screen separating the driver from passengers. Another time, James and Julia would have used this privacy to satisfy a fantasy they share and have played out before. Tonight, however, the only had enough energy left to cuddle in each other's arms and think of the evening they shared so erotically with their new friends. Would they like to see these people again? They probably weren't sure. Even with the evening going farther than they each thought it would, it had been very exciting and mostly comfortable. As the Limo made its way home, James wondered what Julia would have thought had she realized that Diane had gone down on him the way she did. James wasn't sure what he thought himself. Physically, it was very exciting and satisfying. However, even though he hadn't encouraged Diane and was taken by surprise when she took him in her mouth, James felt a little deceitful. Julia was also reflecting on the developments of the evening. She, however, knew that James probably wouldn't have objected to the attention that Megan gave her pussy and probably would have found it rather exciting. What Julia was wondering about was how it would feel to make love with a beautiful woman again, but with a less passive role. Seeing Diane and Megan the way she had, she wondered what it would be like to administer the massage, to run her fingers through the soft curls of pubic hair, to lightly finger the lower lips and firm nubs of flesh, and ultimately, for the first time, to taste a beautiful woman's pussy as she comes to a climax under the application of her skillful tongue. Adventures of James & Julia Ch. 3 As "Kim" was left wearing only black heels and a black bowler hat, she made her way into the audience picking one of the women who had worn the black suit jacket and stockings to join her. This had obviously been planned and "Kim" helped the woman out of her suit jacket revealing a black velvet thong and bare breasts. With the jacket discarded, the new woman was lead to the leather couch and sat down with her head back and legs slightly apart. The "Kim" woman then knelt beside her and grasping the sides of the thong gently pulled it down, revealing a well-trimmed pussy that seemed to glisten with anticipation. What was anticipated was evident to all shortly after as the knelling woman began kissing and playing with the bare vagina and exposed clit. James, Julia and many of the other guests were taken by surprise, but none seemed to react in horror. Indeed, many couples, as did James and Julia, seemed to pull each other close as they watched. The performers seemed to know each other's bodies well and within a few minutes a wild orgasm was being announced by the rhythms of the recipients breathing and the moans she was sharing with the room. While she lay spent in the corner of the couch, two muscular, but slim men wearing G-stings joined the "Kim" woman. They sat on either side of her and kissed her on the lips and on the ears and down her neck to her breasts, exploring and probing with their tongues as they went. One of the men continued to suck at the woman's breasts, taking each nipple in his mouth in turn, as the other made his way lower, stopping momentarily at her navel before continuing his journey to her soaking pussy where that lovely nub of flesh awaited his tongue. As the two men worked, the woman's excitement grew, and after a first climax asked to have the men inside her. At first her meaning was not clear to the uninitiated in the audience, but as she shifted her body and the men took their places, it was clear that she way calling for both men at the same time. The first man took up his position, lying on his back with his head and shoulders propped up against the corner of the couch. The woman prepared him by taking his swollen cock deep in her mouth and sucking on him for a few minutes before crawling up and impaling him with her wet hot pussy. The room was silent and each couple, men and women, and in some cases two women, held each other closely. Many of the couples under the cover of the darkness in the room were exploring each other's bodies with their hands as they took in the show. James had his hand well up Julia's dress and, concealed under the dress, had moved the panties aside to increase his access and Julia's pleasure. Bold with the champagne and spirit of the evening, Julia had loosed James's pants and was stroking his now liberated cock. As James and Julia stole the occasional glance around the room, they were almost certain that some of the couples had shifted garments and positions so that the ladies were gently, and quietly, riding their partners in a spoon position as the show continued. With the women confidently riding the first man, she motioned to the second man to join them. To expose the target of his attention, she leaned forward with her head on the shoulder of the first man. That action lifted her bottom in the air. When the second man joined her, he massaged his long thick cock with a lotion and rubbed her bottom as well, paying particular attention to the tight rose bud that would soon relax and welcome him. With generous lubrication applied, the woman turned saying she was ready and asking the man to " Fuck me in my ass". Needing no further invitation, he slowly but with purpose eased his cock deep in that secret passage, all the while feeling the probing of the other man through the thin wall between the two passages. The woman was beside her self and screaming out in pleasure. The double sensation was almost unbearable and she nearly passed out when she had the last of a long series on continuous orgasms. The performers lay in each other's arms for a long while before they had the energy to move and tidy up. During this period, the room remained dark and almost silent, except for the muffled sounds of various members of the audience reaching one height of pleasure or another as their partner satisfied them with a kiss, a stoke, a finger or something else. In their little love seat, James could hear Julia reach a climax as he played with her pussy below her dress, and Julia could feel the hot stickiness on James's cock announcing that the stroking she was performing was being rewarded. As the evening concluded and the guests made their way, very few good bys were exchanged. Most were a little embarrassed, and the others were in shock with what they had witnessed and participated in. James and Julia only said goodbye to their hostesses and Julia said that she would phone Megan about plans they had made to start going to a fitness class downtown. The limo ride home was very exciting as Julia and James finished what they had started when they were watching the show! Adventures of James & Julia Ch. 4 You may recall from the first three chapters of this story the lovely Megan, who has become a good friend of James and Julia's. This is an excerpt from when they met at a boudoir photo session for Julia, who is, herself, an attractive, petite brunette with an adventuresome side. ...As introductions were exchanged, Julia and James admired the beautiful thirty-something woman. She was slightly taller that average, and although dressed, appeared to have a taut slim waist that made her firm breasts appear larger than they perhaps were. Her hair was deep in colour and fell about five inches past her shoulders. Despite the auburn hair, she had an olive complexion that gave her a very exotic look. She must have just returned from work because she wore a well-tailored business suit. Julia whispered in James's ear how attractive she thought the new woman was and how her makeup and hair were perfect. One year later... Megan and Julia had planned to get together to attend fitness classes after last New Year's eve, but with one busy period leading to another, a year slipped by and they didn't start until January 2000 when Megan phoned Julia to say that Diane was on assignment out of the country until Spring and that Julia just had to be her after-five fitness partner. Julia agreed, and she and Megan began going regularly, three times a week at 5:30. Julia and Megan partnered for all the exercises, using each other for resistance with the various stretches that were required. The class was for women only, which suited the ladies, for they could spread their legs comfortably for all the stretches without worrying about providing a sight for any gawking from the opposite sex. Although that didn't stop Megan and Julia admiring each other from time to time if their modesty was not completely concealed in the outfit they had chosen for the day. Typically, at the end of the session Julia would shower at the club with the other ladies, while Megan would go home to shower, her place being only a few blocks away. In the last week or two Julia found the line for the showers quite slow, and when she mentioned it in passing to Megan, Megan suggested that she shower at her place. Julia accepted the invitation and for the last three classes had joined Megan at her place for a shower before making her way home. This particular night, a Friday night in February, Julia was in no rush to get home, the girls were working and James was away on business. When Megan found this out, she suggested that Julia stay for some wine and a little supper. Julia agreed. She was actually looking forward to having a little extra time in Megan and Diane's bathroom. It was exquisitely equipped with a large shower with multiple heads, a deep multi-person Jacuzzi tub, a gas fireplace and an adjacent tanning/massage room. When they arrived, Megan suggested that Julia start with a shower and freshen up while she got a couple of things started. Needing no coaxing, Julia made her way to the bathroom/spa and stripped off her exercise clothing. The shower had heads coming from a number of directions, and Julia was enjoying the multiple jets caressing her body as she applied the soap to her tummy, breasts, legs and inner thighs. Knowing that it would be a few minutes before Megan would join her, Julia lingered at her breasts and pussy for a minute to savour the combination of the streams of water and her own touch. Just as she was getting ready to leave the shower, Megan jumped in and found a couple of jets herself, choosing one above her head and one about waist high. As the water streamed over Megan, she soaped her breasts and thighs, paying special attention to her nipples and pussy, with no hesitancy or concern, notwithstanding that Julia stood only a foot or two away from her. Julia marveled at Megan's lack of inhibition. She certainly was not as free a spirit and, as Megan continued her shower, Julia stepped out to dry off. While waiting for Megan, Julia decided to take a short tanning session in the next room. She and James had recently returned from a romantic Caribbean holiday and she thought she would try to keep up her tan. Slipping off her towel, she climbed into the tanning bed with only her eyes covered (in Cuba she and James had a private balcony on the top floor of their hotel so Julia spent some time working on an overall, strap-lines free tan). After finishing her five minutes of tanning, Julia joined Megan in the spa, and saw that Megan was now dry and wrapped in a towel. She was sitting on the massage table, with her legs slightly apart and the towel riding high on her thighs. Still a little fatigued from their work out, and relaxed from their showers, the ladies were in no hurry to dress and start dinner. They just sat together, Megan on the table and Julia on a cushioned rattan chair, and talked about their weeks. After the usual exchange of stories and experiences, their discussion turned to the recent work out and how Julia felt particularly stiff after today's session. Megan concluded that due to Julia's late arrival she had not stretched out sufficiently and now needed a massage. "As a mater of fact, why don't you lay down of this table, I'll get us a glass of the wine I've been letting breathe, and when I'm back, I'll give you a nice relaxing rub down". Julia was intrigued by the offer, knowing that a massage would be perfect for her stiff and somewhat sore muscles. With James away, a massage from Megan would likely be her only opportunity for a freebie with someone she was comfortable with. By the time Megan returned, Julia had decided to accept her offer, under the understanding that the massage was to be restricted to a "relaxing" massage, and that without James around to supervise, a repeat of the first massage Megan had given Julia two years ago would not be on. Julia covered the ground rules with Megan very diplomatically who, probably reluctantly but without admitting it, agreed to the terms. With this settled, Megan stripped Julia of her towel and helped her lay face down on the massage table. Afterward, she dropped her own towel to allow her freer movement for the massage. What followed was a firm but tender rub down, with Megan enthusiastically apply warm oil to Julia's back and legs. As the massage continued, Megan tested the waters somewhat and began a slight stroking of Julia's bottom and the backs of her inner thighs. This got Julia's attention, and in a fashion, awakened her from the very relaxed state that she had slipped into. Although Julia hadn't anticipated the "relaxing massage" going quite this far, she concluded that it fell within the guidelines she had set and, honestly, was quite agreeable. She allowed Megan to continue and from time to time, she could feel Megan's bare breasts brush against her. Julia lay back, savouring the sensation that was starting to get her a little damp. Her dampness she told herself was more reflective of a mild satisfaction than an eager anticipation of any escalation. After a few minutes working on Julia's bottom, Megan turned her over and applied a little oil to her tummy, breasts and thighs, avoiding Julia's nipples and pussy. With the massage complete, Julia just lay there for a few minutes and Megan sat in a nearby chair. The ladies continued their discussion of the week, sipped some wine, and every thing seemed very mellow. All of a sudden, Megan shrieked and began laughing as she jumped up and ran to the light switch, turning it off. She then ran to the blinds and quickly closed them. "I don't know how to tell you this Julia, but I'm afraid that we just put on a little show for the guys who live in the apartment across the way. They're usually not home this time of the evening and they have the only apartment overlooking ours, so Diane and I don't usually worry about the blinds too much". " Unfortunately, they seem to be home now, and they seem to have been watching your massage". At first Julia was horrified, but as Megan explained that the guys were two twenty-something men who seemed to be pretty nice and not at all creepy, Julia relaxed and almost become a little excited at the thought of having put on this little show for some nice-looking young men. After all, the deed was done and there was nothing to do about it now. More comfortable with the event, Julia began to wonder how the young men felt about watching her, first laying on her tummy getting a rub down and then turning over with her pussy and breasts on display. Julia was very thankful that ground rules for the massage had been set. She would have been mortified had these men seen her receive the type of massage that Meagan have given her at their first encounter. Supper was now almost ready so Julia and Megan dressed and moved to the dining room where they eat, sipped more wine and laughed about their surprise floorshow. As the conversation continued, Meagan confessed that the guys were not entirely to blame. Sometimes she and Diane would put on a little show when they knew the boys were home. The guys know that Megan and Diane are gay, so sometimes, after just enough wine, the ladies thought it hilarious to show the guys what they could not have. Normally Julia would have found this very cruel, but with the wine and the lingering dampness between her legs she could see the humour in this. No harm would be done she concluded. She doubted that the guys would object to a personal floorshow across the way by two beautiful neighbours. After the dishes were cleared and Julia looked like she was ready to say her goodbyes, Meagan, spirited on by the wine asked, "Julia, would you like to see how I tease the guys?" " What do you mean?" Julia asked cautiously. "Well, you could sit in the spa with the lights out and the blinds drawn watching me, while I put on a little show in the massage room". "It'll be fun and they won't know you're there". Probably because she had had too much wine (she was planning to cab it home) and was horny (missing James who had been away for a couple of weeks) Julia found the idea intriguing and agreed. Julia got set up in a dark corner of the spa with the lights out while Meagan got set up in the massage room. That room provides the best line of sight to the guys' apartment. For her floorshow, Megan selected a bustier of black vinyl, laced up the front. It cinched her waist and pushed her breasts up and in, forming a very impressive décolletage. She wore the briefest of G-strings, really a tiny vinyl triangle that barely hid her thatch. The G-string had a thong at the back that settled deep in the crevice between the cheeks of her bottom. She wore thigh high shear black stay ups and five-inch black heels. Once set up, and with appropriate bump and grind music playing to help her rhythm, Megan flicked the lights on and off. When she was certain that she had the attention of her audience, she steadied and began to prepare. The thong of her G-string stretched taught across her crease of her bottom, teasing that very sensitive area. The vinyl was becoming hot and tight against her clit. Rocking with the rhythm of the music, Megan brought her hands down to her thighs, slowing moving them up her legs to her tummy and, as she straightened, to her breasts. Once at her breasts, she started to feel herself through the material of her bustier, pushing her breasts up and together accentuating their fullness. Next, she slowly turned showing her back to the apartment across the way. One by one she unfastened each hook at her back, and let the bustier fall away. Cupping her breasts in her hands, she turned again, topless. As the tension and excitement built, she released her breasts uncovering them one at a time for the young men who looked on from at distance. As she continued to move to the music, Megan began to pinch her elongated and hardened nipples. Showing her back to the audience one more time, Megan leaned over the rattan chair sticking her bottom in the air. With one hand and then the other, Megan began to slide her now wet G-string off, finally stepping out of it as she left her stockings and shoes in place. Reaching the finale of her performance, Megan sat in the rattan chair, with one leg over each arm. This posture revealed her glistening pussy to the world. With her rising excitement, Megan could no longer resist the urge and moved her fingers to the swollen lips that awaited her touch. Megan found her clit with the first few advances of her fingertips. First slowly and then with more purpose Megan began to bring herself to a wild orgasm, in no way reducing the volume in deference to her guest who sat in the next room. During Megan's performance Julia had found herself getting wetter and more excited. Her condition was in no way reduced by the deep wet kiss that Megan had given her when she was putting her coat on to leave. Indeed, although a little woozy from the wine, she was certain that the feel Megan stole while helping Julia with her coat was no accident. As she made her way home in the taxi, she was still very damp and her nipples were sensitive and hard as pebbles. She missed James and was disappointed that he would be away another two weeks. They had had some nice phone sex while he was in Grand Cayman, but due to the expense, they tried to keep the calls to about one a week (the phone sex calls always seemed to last an hour!). Tonight, Julia thought, the sex part of the call would be much shorter. She was certain that as soon as she heard James's voice and began to touch herself, she would explode. Julia was right; when she phoned James she found him already in bed and eager to hear about her evening. Leaving out the parts about the young men from across the way, Julia described her evening with Megan and then, more to the point, described how horny she was, what she was doing to herself, and how she couldn't wait for James's return so that he could kiss and tongue and fill her every orifice. In moments, they both came. After James returned from his trip, over breakfast one day, Julia mentioned that the next time she went to Toronto, in about two weeks, Megan would be joining her. Julia wanted some company for the winter driving, and Megan wanted a weekend away. While Julia was busy during the day, Megan planned to shop. In the evenings they thought that they might take in a show. James was happy to here that Julia wouldn't be driving to Toronto alone and hoped that she would have a nice time. Megan was always a pistol, and she and Julia seemed to have fun together. His schedule called for him to be back in Grand Cayman at that time so Julia's plans seemed to work perfectly. When the weekend in question came, Megan and Julia motored to Toronto on a cold but sunny Thursday afternoon. Their travels were going well and they arrived at the Royal York earlier than they had expected. The only glitch they encountered was that the suite that Julia had booked had a king-size bed. When the reservation had been made for "two", the hotel had assumed the "two" would be a couple! The ladies were offered a standard room with twin beds but decided that the suite would be preferable. Evidently it was in the penthouse and had a nice view of Skydome, the Tower and the lakeshore. Thursday and Friday were uneventful, as Julia attended meetings most of the day and evenings. On Saturday, however, her agenda suddenly cleared as most of the people attending her conference made excuses and cancelled the sessions that had been lined up. With her newly found freedom, Julia joined Megan shopping. They did the usual round of dress shops and shoe stores in the Eaton Centre and in Yorkville, but (at Megan's urging) they also visited a number of lingerie boutiques, the Love Shop and Sensoria, examining the many lotions, potions, toys and garments that would spice up their respective love lives. Megan loved to tease Julia about how hard and excited Julia would get James with the various items they examined. Julia blushed a little, urging Megan to "stop already"...but she knew that Megan was right, and she knew how James appreciated all the articles that she and Megan had been considering. After the shopping was complete, Julia found her purchases to include some new lingerie, high-heeled pumps, a breath-taking new spring dress for an upcoming wedding and a toy she planned to share with James when the time was right. Julia discretely pick the toy up when Megan was in the dressing room of the Love Shop trying on something tight and latex! Before making their way back to the hotel, the ladies had a glass of wine in Yorkville and made plans for the evening. They decided to have an early supper, take in a play and then maybe have a glass of wine after. The suite had two bathrooms and dressing areas, so the ladies didn't see each other dressing but agreed that for the theatre on a Saturday night in Toronto they should hold nothing back. Evidently they had achieved the desired effect, because as the doorman escorted them to their taxi he couldn't help show his approval with a lecherous look. Dinner in the theatre district was quick but agreeable and the ladies got to the show in time to people watch and take in the outfits of the various patrons. They were very pleased with their own wardrobe selections remarking to each other how the other was more gorgeous than any woman in the room and really looked quite stunning. Had James been there, he would have, undoubtedly, agreed. The show was a very sexy musical, something of a cross between A Chorus Line and Chicago. The ladies seats were very close to the action so that the beautiful bodies bumping and grinding to the music were stirring some emotions in both Julia and Megan. As they made their way out to the street, discussing where to continue the evening, they agreed that it would really be nice to go dancing after hearing and seeing a musical like they had. Julia could see a mischievous grin on Megan's face and knew that a plan was beginning to take shape. "If your game", Megan said, "I Know a place where we can go". With the excitement and eroticism of the evening, Julia didn't question or hesitate. She just asked Megan to "Lead the way". After a short taxi ride, Julia and Megan found themselves at the entrance of a nice-looking nightclub in a beautiful old house. After they checked their coats and were shown to a table, it became evident to Julia that the very upscale and well-dressed clientele included no gentlemen. Oh no, she thought, Megan has taken me to a gay bar. They ordered drinks, listened to the music and just chatted for a while. After a while, Julia decided that this really was a nice bar. The décor was beautiful, the music was great and no one seemed to disturb or pay attention to any one who was not with them. She settled in quite nicely and after her first glass of wine became quite relaxed. Then, when the musicians started to play Vondra Shepard, Megan took Julia's hand and said, "Let's dance". The song was one of those Ally McBeal tunes and had a nice beat. Julia agreed and moved to the dance floor. A number of similar tunes followed and Julia and Megan continued to dance. As the evening progressed, the tempo slowed until, finally, the song being sung was clearly a "slow dance". Julia was preparing to return to her table when Megan said, "This is a beautiful song, let's keep dancing". Without waiting for a reply, she slipped Julia into her arms, held her close and swayed to the music. One slow song followed another and Julia and Megan must have been slow dancing for half an hour, gradually holding each other closer, moving their hands lower to feel each other's bottoms and actually necking a little in the dim light of the club. When the witching hour came (quite late), they arrived at the Royal York by taxi and made their way to their suite arm in arm. When the ladies arrived in their suite, Megan opened her mouth to speak, but surprisingly nothing came out. She tried again, this time the words began to form and she said, "Julia, I don't want to frighten you, but for the last two years I've wanted you badly. You're so kind and smart and funny and sexy and, well, with Diane away, I really need you right now...more than just as a friend. I've been wondering for a while now what it would be like to touch you again the way I did when I first gave you a massage at our place, when you and James came over. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to touch me that way?"