I stood sipping my drink, warming my bare bottom in front of the fire; not that it was cold, but it has always given me a sensuous pleasure to feel the heat wafting up between my thighs and over my buttocks.
“Here we are-I've only sponged mine as I don't have to put it on again.” Stella came back with my dress and panties, stripped, now, to bra and suspender-belt, shoes and stockings, as I was. “Darling-you look very, very sexy!”
“So do you!”
She put my things down in front of the fire.
“I feel very, very sexy! It'll be at least ten minutes before you can put them on-let's have a little cuddle, huh? Come on-on the couch.”
I joined her on the couch and we went into a tight clinch; her mouth was warm and hungry on mine. Still kissing me, she undid the catch of my bra and pulled it off, then I was lying back, with Stella's mouth at my bared breasts, every inch of her tongue on my throbbing nipples sending tingling shocks through them. I found the catch of her bra and released her breasts, getting my hand underneath her to hold them as she nuzzled at mine. Our nipples were erect and hot as we struggled in passionate combat; it could only end in one way-it did!
Stella unfastened my suspenders, then took hold of my legs and pulled until I was lying at full length; she spread them and let down one end of the couch, so that my knees were bent over the edge. She knelt between them, her head bending towards my sex. I put out my hands to stop her.
“Stella — wait! Let me at least wipe myself there first, darling-it's terribly messy!”
“Lovely! I'll make it even more so!”
“But, Stella — it must have been oozing all the afternoon!”
“I don't care if it's been oozing all the week! I kissed the crotch of your panties before I sponged them, so how about that? Would you object to kissing my cunt?”
“No, dear.”
“Well mine is in me same state as yours.” Without further ado, her mouth was at me, nearly driving me mad with lips and tongue. I lifted my legs, holding my knees apart so that she could get at me better, opening myself right up to her.
I felt her cool hands under my bottom, lifting, that maddening tongue pushing into my vagina. I sobbed as my orgasm began to pulse out of me, the pleasure almost unbearable as Stella sucked hard on me.
As the immediate lethargy began to wear off, I reached for her; I wanted to hold her close and love her for giving me such ecstasy. She found room beside me and we lay cuddling, our breasts flattened to each others; my nipples had gone to temporary softness, but hers still throbbed hotly. I felt between the soft thighs and she gave a little moan as I touched her sex, warm and slippery with want.
“Your turn now, dear,” I whispered, climbing over her to get off the couch as she turned expectantly on to her back, stretching out her legs.
I knelt at the end of the sofa and spread her legs, lifting them on to my shoulders, then sank my mouth into the pulpy slime of her. Her thighs pressed the sides of my face, her hands holding my head and I held my open mouth, tongue protruding, against her, as she jiggled her sex up and down. The strong, tangy odour of her roused me again and I licked and sucked passionately, my arms reaching up to stroke the sides of my body. I sucked her clitoris between my lips and flicked my tongue across its tip. She jerked hard.
“Darling- you- you've hit it! I–I'm…”
Then I was sucking the bitter-sweet mucous from her almost as it was distilled within the depths of her body.
By the time I had cleaned her up with my mouth, I wanted her again, but decided I dared not-anyway, we would be sure to get some chance of being alone together when we took Jane to Bridlington.
I hitched my stockings to the suspenders and slipped my bra on again.
“Your things are dry, Rita.”
I pulled on my panties and got into the dress.
“Wish you could stay the night, darling,” she said, wistfully.
“We ought to have the chance at Bridlington. I was just wondering about that. What is the sleeping accommodation like at the bungalow?”
“Well, there's a large bedroom with a double bed and a smaller one with a single bed. The small one will be just right for Jane, which leaves us together in the large one. Oh, darling-a double bed all to ourselves! We've not yet had the chance of sleeping together- all our love-making has been done more or less in a hurry.”
“I can hardly wait!”
“There's a little strip of private beach, too.”
“What sort of bathing gear do you wear?”
“Bikini, of course!”
“Wow-with that gorgeous body! It's just as well the beach is private!”
“May I go and get my new coat from the car?”
“Of course-I'd forgotten all about what the original intention of going into town was for.” She went to her handbag and handed me the car keys. “Here-get mine as well. I can't very well go out like this-I'll be seeing you off in the same state as Rose saw us off.”
I fetched our things from the car and prepared to leave.
“I've been thinking about Rose,” Stella said hesitantly.
“Did you mind my suggesting what we did for her? I realise I was a bit blatant about it.”
“Of course I didn't mind — I like her. Made her happy, anyway!”
“If we go into town together any time, we'll be able to use her flat-we're bound to have the urge, especially if I take you to that club again!”
“That will be nice. Well. I suppose I'd better go and face the music!”
“It's not as bad as all that, surely?”
I smiled a little regretfully as I thought of poor Phil sitting at home while I went round enjoying myself sexually with another woman, going to lesbian clubs and planning to sleep with the said woman, so that we should be able to indulge our craving for one another's body. I looked at the half-naked Stella, and I'm afraid desire outweighed the feeling of guilt.
“No, not really. It's been such a wonderful day, I'm hoping I don't look guilty and jeopardise the week-end.”
“Well, I'll say the same as Rose did-better let yourself out. Supposing one of the neighbours walked past just as I was waving you good-bye at the gate in my near-nothings!”
“Or, worse still-my Phillip!”
I gathered her nakedness into my arms and we kissed. She came as far as the hall with me, a faint tinkle coming from her dangling suspenders as she walked. I turned and she blew me a kiss as I let myself out. I remembered something and stopped in her porch to patch my make-up before going home.
Jane was in the living-room preparing to go to bed when I got in.
“Where's dad?”
“In the next room-up to his neck in drawings!”
“Had any supper?”
“Had some cocoa-not very hungry.”
“Jane-how would you like to come up to Bridlington with Stella and I for the week-end?”
“Fab! This week-end — before I have to go back to school?”
“Of course. I take it you approve?”
“And how! What about dad?”
“Well, he's too busy — otherwise, we should have taken you somewhere for a couple of weeks. You like Stella, don't you?”