Heatwave in January
It was only 10:30 AM and already a scorcher in LA. Close to 97 degrees. January Jones was glad she'd decided on a sundress, strappy sandals and no bra for her day of shopping on Wilshire. What little breeze caressed her damp, bare legs now and again felt wonderful, and even though she knew her jiggling, 34C breasts were drawing unwanted attention, she was comfortable and didn't care. At this time of morning, it was mostly women on the boulevard anyway.
She stopped for a moment to twist her glowing, blonde hair into a ponytail, lifting it away from her slim neck which was wet with perspiration. After a quick examination of her reflection, she noticed that she was standing in front of Barney's NY, BH (Beverly Hills). 'Providence', she mused to herself and went inside, allowing fridged, artificial cool to surround her. After exchanging cordial greetings with the sales staff, she headed straight for the shoes.
She wasn't in any hurry to leave this haven, but it didn't take long to find several pair of sexy, summer platforms she loved. While the salesgirl was finding them in her size (a petite 6), the stunning 45-year-old sat looking at her phone until she felt a tap and a female voice whispered, "Aren't you a movie star?"
Preparing herself for the usual selfie request, she looked over her bare shoulder and instead found her Mad Men co-star Kiernan Shipka, smiling and moving in for a hug. Kiernan had played her daughter Sally on the show, and it had been years since they'd last seen each other. The younger actress was just a child then, but now years later, had grown into a stunning and shapely woman.
"Kiernan! On my God! Look at you. How long has it been? Five or ten years? You're gorgeous." On bare feet January moved around the line of chairs and tightly embraced her onscreen daughter, genuinely happy to see her. The 24-year-old was wearing denim cut-offs and a high neck, midriff baring tee shirt. Her stomach was flat and toned from Martial Arts training, and every inch of her exposed flesh was tanned a golden brown.
"It's so good to see you, January. It really has been a long time, hasn't it?" As she sat next to the blue-eyed beauty, she couldn't help but notice the older woman's hard nipples poking at the thin cotton fabric of her dress. The years certainly hadn't diminished any of her sex appeal. When the salesgirl returned with the shoes January had chosen, Kiernan waved her away and insisted on taking care of the fitting herself. Dropping to her knees, she cradled January's soft sole in her hand and removed the lid from the first box.
"Kiernan, no. C'mon, let the salesgirl do it. It's her job." The curvy actress squirmed, feeling self-conscious and looked around to see if anyone in the store was watching. The younger woman was undeterred and cupped Januarys' slim, bare feet in her hands. Massaging them sensually, Kiernan looked up at her former costar and smiled. Her hands were small and soft and definitely knew what they were doing. The 45-year-old star wanted to pull away, but her moistening pussy convinced her otherwise.
"You know, even back then I thought you had really, pretty feet. I used to look forward to scenes where you'd be barefoot, even though I didn't know why." As she continued kneading January's heels, Kiernan lifted the blue-eyed woman's unpainted toes up to her lips and began kissing them ever so softly. "Did you know we wear the same size shoe? Pretty cool, huh?" Pressing firmly on the balls of her TV mom's feet made the long toes fan apart, allowing Kiernan to probe her slippery tongue between them.
Although not obvious, several customers and members of staff were beginning to watch from a distance, some with their phones in hand. January's nipples were rock hard, and she found herself searching for ways that she could rub her throbbing clit without causing a scene. The much younger actress could read her body language, and after placing January's feet in between her toned, bronze thighs, lifted her skirt exposing the sexy, barely there thong she was wearing. "You don't need these" Kiernan whispered, hooking her small thumbs around the elastic band and maneuvering them down. Once off, the 24-year-old held them to her nose and lips and inhaled deeply.
As Kiernan nestled her face between January's smooth, inner thighs, the senior actress moaned and opened her legs wide, no longer caring who was watching or that they were in public. Sliding forward on her chair, January offered her sex hole to her former costar willingly, crossing her ankles and resting her feet on Kiernan's back. The much younger woman licked hungerly as her own saliva mixed with January's slippery juices, and her tongue stabbed, twirled and flicked at the pink, swollen clitoris just under her cute, upturned nose. January gasped and convulsed, her 37-24-36 figure shuddering as Kiernan expertly brought her to orgasm.
A small crowd (but a crowd still) had gathered around the two starlets closer now, but remained distant enough so as not to intrude on the once in a lifetime event they were witnessing. No one wanted it to stop.
