As I reminisce about some incredible moments in time, I'm reminded by a chapter in my life that I'd love to revisit! What started out as a generic acquaintance ultimately turned into more than an incredible friendship!
Barb was in her mid 20's working at an accounting firm when I first met her. I was in my early 30's and I was interviewing CPA's in an attempt to find a joint business relationship. It was a great meeting, we seemed to have a genuine chemistry, an unspoken connection, and I admired her knowledge, intelligence and expertise. I thought we could work well together, and hoped that she would be willing to work with some of our clients from time to time.
Soon after, she called to ask about her husband's business and questioned me on strategies to help them reduce taxes and accumulate more wealth. I was intrigued that she called me about a personal situation, we kibitzed and shared a few strategies, confirming that we would indeed work well together. We chatted a bit more then set another time to meet them both in person and discuss the situation and scenarios to remedy their financial situation.
Well that slowly led to them inviting my wife and myself along with two other couples to meet and create a gourmet dinner group. The four couples gelled incredibly well and become great friends that lasted for years!
As Barb learned more about what I did, she eventually wanted to quit accounting and come work for me. I initially shrugged it off, then eventually challenged her to a task...and quickly learned that she was a natural!
We casually flirted, but she was a married, and now a co-worker, so the idea of taking it beyond a friendship did not interest me. Part of it may have been because we both seemed perfectly content with our own spouses. She was, however, strikingly gorgeous with strawberry blond hair, hazel eyes, about 5 foot 4 inches, maybe 125 pounds, with nicely shaped hips, and, by my estimate, perfectly sized breasts.
Since coming onboard, she now worked in our sales department, but because of her accounting background, she also assisted HR with financial reports and such, so she was frequently having to communicate with myself regarding both departments.
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As time went on, Barb and I became good friends and it was not uncommon to reach out to joke, tease a little and seductively chat during the day. Things started turning towards more than a friendship when all four couples took a trip to Napa Valley for an extended "wine tasting mixed with gourmet dining" weekend.
On one of our first days, bouncing from winery to winery, it wasn't hard for all of us to not get a little tipsy. By the time we stumbled into our VRBO, while walking by Barb's bedroom, I noticed that Barb and her husband, Dave, had the door to their room ajar. I heard noises, so I peaked in through the slightly open door and watched as Barb was in a corner, on her knees and sucking Dave's cock (Barb later told me that she purposely left the door open hoping I, or my wife, would peak in), OMG, what a slut she was...I'm such a voyeur so my cock instantly began to harden, and I totally loved the vision before me!
His penis may not have looked as long as mine...but his girth was amazingly huge! Her top was unbuttoned and loose, giving Dave ample access to squeeze her tits and play with her nipples. I tried but struggled to see her breasts because of my angle, and unfortunately for me, they remained comfortably snuggled inside her blouse. I was a bit discouraged because I was hungry to see them exposed.
I continued watching as his head rocked back, pushing his pelvis forward stretching her mouth as he was getting what appeared to be an incredible blowjob. I could hear him moaning as she was slurping, slamming her head up and down his shaft, spit spilling from her mouth. I just knew I would get caught...but I couldn't stop observing the sexual act before my eyes!
She glanced over and captured my eyes feasting on them...smiling as if happy that I was watching. I was a little embarrassed getting caught...but continued gazing, feeling myself grow with the excitement of this dazzling exhibition, hoping nobody walked down the hallway anytime soon!
Being the voyeur that I am...I wanted to wait until I saw him cum deeply down her throat! I then heard him start to grunt, glued watching as she then eagerly swallowed all of his cum, wiping the edges of her mouth with her hand and licking her fingers too as our eye's again locked...telling me that she knew she was pleasing me in the same moment that she was getting her husband off! "WOW...TOTALLY AWESOME", I thought, still in awe of the show that I just observed!
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That evening we had reservations at The French Laundry, a very famous Michelin Star restaurant (we booked our trip to Napa around a reservation for 8...which was 6 month earlier). But after a day of going to wineries and an evening of wine pairings with dinner, it was obvious that Barb was beyond frisky.
I happened to be sitting across from her, and it didn't take long for her shoes to come off and I could feel her bare foot start playing with my foot...then she moved up my calf, and soon I felt her foot pushing against my pants, massaging my growing bulge. Gazing into her eyes, I then looked down and saw her brightly painted toenails rubbing me, so I bent over slightly and quickly dropped my cloth napkin to cover her foot so my wife wouldn't see.
Her hand then disappeared under the table and she made motions as if she was touching herself as she was pushing against my cock..."what a tease", I thought to myself. Then her hand came up to her lips as she seductively licked her fingertips.
As we were leaving, I leaned in and whispered to her that she was such a tease...she said, "who's teasing"?
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The next day was filled with more wineries...and we all wanted to go to Opus last...but by then, Barb and my wife were done...and NEEDED to go back to our VRBO, to rest and shake off the booze before we headed out for dinner later that evening.
My wife and I tend to be fairly open and share almost everything...so what I found out much later, was while my wife was taking a shower...Barb surprised her as she came into the bathroom, taking off her bra and panties, then joined her in the shower. Both were a little drunk and obviously had been flirting earlier in the day, so there was certainly some sexual tension already building.
What I didn't know is that Barb was practically a lesbian in college, dating girls exclusively for the most part...and my wife has been attracted and made love to a few women over the years as well...loving them as much, and maybe even more than men. I think a trans woman would be the epitome of her perfect mate.
The water was running hot as Barb reached out to my wife...leaning in for a kiss and started making out as they took turns washing each other, which seemed very normal and natural as hands started roaming everywhere.
My wife traced Barb's areola with her fingertips shyly saying, "You're really sexy" as she watched the water dripping off Barb's breasts. "I was staring all day, only being able to see them from a distance before trying to imagine how beautiful they would be in person"!
"Thank you," Barb replied as she gently moved her body closer, now tits rubbing together. Barb in turn ran her fingertips down her arms to her wrists. Turning my wife around, leaning her against the glass, my wife moved her hands out in front of her against the wall. Warm water pouring through her dark hair, over her shoulders, and down her back. Barb then reached for the shower gel and gently washed her, starting with her hands, running their fingers in between each others. She washed down her arms and across her shoulders. Moving nice and slow, seductively. My wife could feel her body jump when certain spots were tickled, and Barb observed the bubbles as they ran across her body, over her ass and down her legs.
My wife was silent except for the soft moans or deep sighs that escaped her lips. She was as still as she could be. She felt herself slowly pushing herself back toward Barb, but kept her hands against the wall. She wanted more as she finally leaned her full weight into Barb, pushing her butt against Barb's mound...rotating. Bubbles from her slid onto Barb's own skin. And both were super sexually aroused as they purred, encouraged by the exotic feeling of wet skin on skin.
Barb's hands moved up across her sides and then onto her breasts. Her left hand stayed over her one breast as her right hand moved downward towards my wife's vagina, lightly touching and inserting, then ever so slowly back up her stomach, circling her navel, then further back to her mound.
There were no longer any bubbles on their skin, just the warm water cascading down between their two bodies. Barb cupped her flesh again, and she felt my wife push her hips harder toward her. Her firm ass pressed against Barb's own wet skin as Barb's fingers found her juicy slit. She sighed quietly and felt her weight shift, spreading her legs so Barb's hand could find what she was searching for.
Barb couldn't help but tease her. Her fingers moved back and forward over her sweet prize. My wife quickly wrapped her left hand around Barb's fingers, pulling her in. "Stop teasing me" she pleaded, passion thick in her voice. A left hand tugged gently at her hard nipple. Another moan escaped her lips as my wife rolled her hard nipple between Barb's fingers.
Barb's body was reverberating with excitement, her own nipples just as hard, ramming them into her back. Barb held her close, again cupping her breast, squeezing her as water rushed over their skin. Both moaned and let out deep sighs.
Barb's right hand found her sensitive pearl, and my wife inhaled quickly. Barb easily found her enlarged clitoris "standing at attention" from all the sexual arousal, increasing the tension as she traced little circles across her aroused clit. Her left hand still gripping an erect, hard nipple. Barb continued to play with my wife's swollen button and dipped a finger into her glorious pussy, alternating with rubbing her clit and fingering her as deep as she could.
She finally found the rhythm, as her fingers entered between her juicy lips as her thumb then rubbed across her clitoris simultaneously. My wife's body rocked faster and she grasped at Barb's hand held against her breast, pulling it tighter towards herself. Barb squeezed her tit, following her lead. She then pulled her as close as possible and my wife began to pant.
