As always, a number of the situations have been inspired by some of the small band of authors whose work I immensely admire, and to whose high standards I aspire. I have attempted to occasionally incorporate a flavour of their imagination in this new story, in tribute to them. Without their inspiration, I would not be writing.
Chapter 4 - DAY THREE: A NEW MORNING
Babs and Sonia...
Sonia had slept badly, her mind in a turmoil over the happenings of last evening. Her conflicting thoughts were driving her mad. On the one hand, she was unsure that she was ready for an affair and even if she was, the opportunity for discovery was high. She still could not believe they had taken it to the wire the way they had last night.
But on the other hand, her body needed something different. It needed satisfying, not being simply at the whim of Simon's needs and left to find a way to her own orgasm if she was lucky enough to do so. With Babs, it was unlikely that she would partake in the type of loving relationship she had had, however briefly, with Cassandra. But there was a sexual drive about the woman that had made Sonia feel alive.
She had loved the feel of Bab's finger inside her willing body, and the way the woman had offered her own taste to Sonia had been intoxicating. Lying in her bed last night, with Simon asleep beside her, she had tossed and turned and then used her hands to bring herself off on two occasions, each time imaging that it was Babs' fingers that were pleasuring her.
That morning she had sat with Lisa and Babs whilst their husband's had indulged in their usual high spirits around the pool. She had briefly thought heading down to the beach to try and give herself some space to properly work out what it is that she wanted, but the chances were that Babs would have followed her and that would only have made matters worse.
So she had sat quietly, speaking only when spoken to, all the time aware of Bab's soft, light blue eyes constantly on her face, searching for a reaction, seeking out clues. She could not bring herself to look at the small, pink haired woman in case her eyes betrayed the way that she was feeling. But at the same time, she had no idea how she was feeling, other than accepting the undeniable lust coursing through her body.
Babs looked across at Sonia and then over at her husband as he clowned around the pool. Her mind went back to when she had met Barry whilst in college. He was a business major and seemed to attract women on a regular basis. So she had set out her stall to trap him, even ending her current relationship at the time with her female roommate. Well, not exactly ending the relationship, but definitely becoming more discreet, that was for sure.
They had decided to get married after Barry had graduated, although she had dropped out well before then. The fact that her mother had been against the marriage had only driven her to tie the knot and just after her twentieth birthday they held their wedding in Barry's hometown. It was a lovely, traditional wedding in a beautiful small church and she had believed that it was the start of them living the American dream. How naive!
Ten years later Barry had made his mark on his chosen profession, becoming a partner in a large advertising agency and no doubt drilling half of the female assistants there during that time. But he made a good salary, affording them a nice standard of living, and when it became clear that their passion for each other had faded and that there would be no children, they remained together but each found their own way forward.
Despite their comfortable outward appearance, the deeper feeling inside them had confirmed that something was missing. Over the years, the stress of his making a success of his career had taken its toll on their personal lives, or at the very least it had not helped. It resulted in them having less and less time for each other and gave Barry many opportunities for satisfying his libido in the exciting world of marketing.
Sexual relations between them had become routine, if not mundane. Sex was relegated to the back burner and often turned into a quickie every couple of weeks, just for appearances. But meanwhile, they both feasted their desires with the right people at the right time and always in the most discreet of ways. For Babs, she saw Sonia as another one of those opportunities and she decided to bring things to a head.
"By the way, Sonia," she said to the confused woman.
Sonia looked across into the knowing eyes.
"I've got something that you need. Badly need, I think." She stood up and grabbed Sonia's hand, helping the unresisting woman to her feet.
"Won't be long," she called to Lisa as she led the mystified woman away.
She held tightly onto Lisa's hand all the way through the lobby and up the stairs. Not a word was exchanged between them as Babs led the way to her room. Once there, she unlocked the door with her card key and stood to one side, silently inviting Sonia to enter.
When the red haired woman hesitated as to whether to enter the room, she simply said, "Your choice!"
Sonia couldn't help herself. She walked inside, looking around as she heard the door close behind her.
"Babs," she mumbled. "Look, I am sorry about last night. I'm not like that... I didn't mean..."
"Then why are you here?"
Sonia looked at her. She did not know what to answer.
"You know what really turns me on?..." Babs whispered. She said it so quietly that Sonia needed to move a slight step closer to hear her.
"I love the idea of helping a woman realise what she really wants, especially when she is unsure. You see, Sonia, you are unsure aren't you?"
Sonia nodded, licking her lips.
"But inside you are not really, are you?"
Sonia didn't answer. She just stood there listening to Babs mesmeric voice.
"What you want, Sonia... is to go down on me."
Sonia's eyes slightly widened, a surge of electricity running through her trembling frame. Was she trembling from fear or desire, she asked herself, hardly believing what she was hearing.
Babs turned around, presenting her back to Sonia, who knew what she wanted without needing to hear the words that followed.
"Unhook me, babe."
Sonia felt her arms slowly reach out and unhook the clips of the black bikini top. Babs turned back towards her and allowed it to fall to the floor, allowing Sonia's eyes to feast on her plump, rounded breasts with their remarkably high nipples. Sonia tried to look away but found herself staring admiringly at the well shaped breasts, firm and crowned with their proudly pouting, tight, brown tips.
Babs allowed Sonia to drink in her figure like a woman used to having her body admired, and then slid her thumbs into the waistband of her bikini bottoms and slid them slowly down to mid thigh before letting them to fall to the floor with a soft swing of her legs. Sonia gasped as the erotic, pink strip of pubic hair was revealed. Clearly it wasn't just the hairs on her head that she used dye on.
It took some time before Sonia dragged her eyes away from the curves of the provocative body, to find Babs staring at her with a knowing look. The naked woman held her gaze as she took the few backward steps that led to the bed. She sat on the edge, shuffling her bottom back several feet on the covers and then leant back on her elbows, her eyes clouding with lust as she slowly opened her legs.
Sonia could hear Babs earlier words resonating in her mind. "What you want, Sonia... is to go down on me."
Babs reached out and crooked a finger and Sonia could not stop herself from obeying the unspoken command. The trembling woman found herself responding by edging towards the bed, the finger still beckoning her until she leant forward over the naked woman. She saw the combined look of triumph and arousal in Babs eyes and then felt her reach up and put her hand behind Sonia's neck.
She pulled the confused woman's head downwards to meet her own and Sonia felt the long, eager tongue gently run across her lips, exploring of the contours of her pale, soft mouth. Her lips parted with delicate ease, drawing Sonia's lips open with them, and then slid the very tip of her tongue into the needy mouth. This was softer, much less frantic than last night and she realised she was being exposed to a different side of this woman.
"Such a good girl," the naked woman whispered into Sonia's mouth. "Don't worry, Babs knows what you want, babe"
Sonia was suddenly very aware of the perfume pervading her nostrils, just as she had been last night. She felt the soft pressure of Babs' hands on the side of her face, easing Sonia's head down to her plump breasts.
"Babs knows what you want," she reiterated, offering her globes to Sonia's soft mouth.
Sonia felt the small woman's nipple brushing against her lips and glanced upwards to see Babs eyes hooding into a satisfied smile. She parted her soft, pale lips and allowed the erect nipple to slip between them, just like she had all those years ago with Cassandra. It felt sensational and she took the tender tip between her teeth and nipped gently.
"Good girl," the naked woman encouraged, letting out a moan.
Babs eyes were bright with excitement and her hand gripped Sonia's red hair even more tightly. At that small offering of encouragement, Sonia opened her white teeth and allowed her hot tongue to lick at the erect nub and all around the deliciously small areola. She took the other breast in her hand, settling the plump weight in her palm whilst seeing out the nipple with the edge of her padded thumb.
"That's so good, babe..." came an encouraging moan. "Are you sure you've never done this before?"
For a few seconds Babs ran her hand down and onto the material of Sonia's bikini bottom. The red head gasped loudly as she felt the probing fingers brush against her hot, damp crotch, gently caressing her through the material. She immediately opened her long, shapely legs in encouragement as Babs stroked her pubis through the wet, silk material, before sliding her fingertips under the material and inside Sonia's twin labial lips.
Then the probing fingers reversed their journey and Babs was holding them to Sonia's soft, pale lips. Her mouthy opened to accept them, voraciously licking the honeyed juices and feeling herself close to cumming just from the sheer, lewd, eroticism of the act. As with every woman, she knew her own smell, but until that exquisite moment did not know her own taste.
Suddenly, the fingers on Sonia's head began to firmly press it lower, and Sonia felt her hot tongue involuntarily licking at Babs stomach as the downward pressure on her head continued. Babs spread her legs wide on either side of the descending woman as Sonia slowly sank between her thighs. It had been so long, Sonia thought, momentarily thinking back to Cassandra.
As she closed her eyes, seconds before the first touch of her tongue, she remembered Babs' words from last night. "I know you would like more, babe, and next time you can get it yourself." Well now she was at the source and that was exactly what she intended doing. As she took her first long lick, she found the sharp taste of that first touch was exactly the same as the night before. It was intoxicating.
