"I don't look at them," Judy repeated. "I don't."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of," Trish said. "Most everybody looks at them. You can't help it. You're just human."
"That's enough," Judy said weakly. "Get out of my room. Get out right now. You can go home. Don't bother about coming back. Bill will send your paycheck."
"Don't be like that," Trish said. "I like you. I honestly do. You don't have to be mad at me."
"I said get out!"
"You want me to show them to you?" Trish asked. "I'll unbutton my blouse and take them out if you want to look at them. I might even let you touch them."
"You monster!" Judy raged. "Get out! Get out of my room right now."
Judy was stunned by what Trish said. She felt beads of sweat on her forehead. Her hands were trembling. She wiped her hands on her towel.
She realized her towel had come apart and Trish was looking at her naked form with evident admiration. Trish put one hot hand on Judy's thigh.
"Axe you sure you don't want to look?" Trish asked.
"My God," Judy said softly. "Will you please get out of here? Please?"
Judy breathed a sigh of relief as Trish got up from the bed. She was glad Trish was leaving because Judy didn't trust the hotness between her thighs. She kept telling herself that she couldn't be getting turned on by another woman. It was too disgusting, too humiliating. Yet she couldn't help the hot flashes she was having and the way her skin tingled when Trish ran her hot green eyes over her nakedness.
She pulled the towel about her again and tried to get control of herself.
"Like I said," Judy said. "You don't have to come back. Bill will send you your paycheck."
"But I'm not leaving," Trish said. Judy watched in horror as Trish locked the bedroom door.
"There. That will give us more privacy. We wouldn't want anyone walking in on us."
"What are you doing?" Judy said. "What are you trying to do?"
"I think you know," Trish said. "It's not so awful. You've wanted to maid love to me ever since the first day I visited here. I know the look. I've seen it in the eyes of men often enough."
"You're sick," Judy said. "You're sick! I don't want you. Won't you get out?"
"You know you really don't want me to leave," Trish said.
Trish started undoing the buttons of her blouse. Judy couldn't seem to pull her eyes away.
"I know you want to see them," Trish said. "The boys love my tits."
"No," Judy protested. "No."
Trish got her blouse undone and she pulled it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Judy shut her eyes but then she opened them again. Trish's huge titties were staring her in the face. They were beautiful. Creamy white hills of flesh capped with large pink nipples.
"Well," Trish said. "Do you like them? Were they worth waiting to see?"
"Yes," Judy whispered hoarsely.
She knew by admitting that Trish's tits were beautiful that she was also admitting that she had wanted to see them. But it was true. Ever since that first day Judy had wanted to see Trish's titties naked. She had wanted to touch them.
"Do you want to touch them?" Trish asked.
"Yes," Judy replied. "Yea, I do."
Trish came to the bed again and Judy reached out. She pressed her hands flatly against the creamy hills of flesh. She could feel her pussy growing hot. Her skin tingled. They were wonderful to touch. Touching them gave Judy the same feeling she got when she touched a man's cock.
"Oh!" Judy moaned. "What's wrong with me? I'm getting sick in my mind."
"No, you're not," Trish said. "You're just now getting well. You're just now learning to do what you want to do. There are no taboos except in small minds. Kiss them."
Judy didn't need to be asked. She was already taking one of the large nipples between her lips. She realized that this was how a man felt when he sucked a woman. She opened her mouth wider and sucked in more of Trish's creamy flesh.
Trish's tit tasted so sweet, so clean, Judy flicked the nipple with her tongue and Trish responded with a low groan. It made Judy feel warm to know that she was turning Trish on.
"Suck me good, Judy," Trish said. "Suck me until I'm burning."
Judy couldn't get enough of Trish's titties. She sucked on one and then the other. It was like sucking a cock for the feelings it gave her. Judy began to realize something about herself. She was most happy when she was fucking and sucking and it didn't matter who.
"Oh," Trish moaned. "Oh, that's it! Oh, you sweet, sucking thing!"
Judy ran her tongue down the curve of Trish's stomach. She kissed and sucked until Trish was crying out loud. She didn't go low enough to kiss the blonde pussy. She couldn't get herself to do that but she somehow knew she would before the night was over.
She ran her hot tongue back up Trish's sensitive stomach, loving the way that Trish quivered and her stomach muscles jumped at each touch of her lips and tongue.
"Oh, you're making me hot." Trish moaned. "You're making me hot! You're burning me. My pussy is already dripping juice from what your tongue is doing to me!"
Again Judy was pleased that she was able to turn Trish on. She stopped thinking about Trish as another woman but rather as another lover. A lover, that Judy could make her cry out with the heat of passion.
Once again Judy closed her lips over the hot and sensitive knob of Trish's pink nipple. Judy liked to feel the bud growing even harder in her mouth. She loved to feel the hot flesh of Trish swelling with lust under her tongue.
"Kiss me," Trish moaned. "Bite me." Judy bit her flesh gently at first, but Trish kept asking her to bite harder. It seemed to make Trish hotter than ever. Trish put her hands in her blonde hair and bent her head back. Little gasps of passion were being torn from her throat and her pussy had started grinding against the bed.
Judy had never seen anyone heat up so quickly. Both of them were hot for sex and almost immediately ready. Judy knew that if she put her hand between Trish's legs she would find Trish's curt as wet as hers.
Judy once again ran her tongue down Trish's sensitive stomach. This time she put her tongue into Trish's navel and moved it around. She felt Trish jump at the touch of her tongue and then Trish's hands left her hair to jerk at Judy's hair.
"Lower," Trish begged. "Kiss my pussy. Please kiss my pussy."
This had been what Judy had been fearing. She didn't know if she was capable of kissing another woman's pussy. She allowed herself to be pushed lower until her tongue was touching the top of Trish's curling pubic hairs.
"Please kiss me there," Trish moaned. "I'm burning up! You have to help me! Please kiss me there! Kiss me so I won't be so hot."
Judy knew she couldn't put it off any longer. Trish was burning up and so was she. Judy could feel her pussy dripping hot juice. Her titties had swollen with passion that had to be released.
"All right," Judy said softly. "I'll kiss you. I'll kiss your pussy."
Trish backed up a little from the bed and Judy went even lower. She pressed her face to Trish's blonde pussy. Judy opened her mouth and pushed her tongue up through the mass of blonde pubic hairs.
"Oh Judy!" Trish moaned. "You're making me feel good! Oh Judy!"
Judy's tongue touched the quivering cunt-lips and she tasted some of Trish's juices. She didn't put her tongue into Trish's cunt right, away.
Instead she licked around the outside of Trish's cuntlips, sucking up the juices.
"Oh put your tongue in!" Trish moaned. "Please put your tongue in! Let me feel your sweet sucking lips on my pussy! Eat me, Judy! Eat me!"
Judy fervently hoped that there wasn't anyone walking around in the hallway. Judy was sure that anyone walking around downstairs could hear Trish crying out.
Judy licked Trish's hot thighs and then she gathered her courage. She pushed her face once more into Trish's hot pussy and then she forced her tongue into Trish's cunt.