Chapter 3.
I've decided to put this chapter in the Lesbian Sex category where the series was previously posted. I am probably going to alternate between these two categories in the future. Also, I have rewritten much more of this series than I expected, and that's all I am willing to reveal. Enjoy!
"Go away..." Diana murmured sleepily.
"But breakfast is ready... Coffee and croissants will get cold!"
"I don't care... I'm not getting out of this bed anytime soon," Diana said in her best spoiled-princess voice. Yesterday's events left her somewhat emotionally and physically tired. Well, maybe the wine helped a bit... She had really liked the Bordeaux that the restaurant served. Maybe she should get a few bottles to have at home...
Jenny sighed, unsure what to do. She didn't mind making coffee and croissants again, but how could she know when Her Lady would actually get up?
"Hmm... maybe a change of tactics,"
Jenny thought, going back to the kitchen and putting coffee, juice, croissants, and fruit on a breakfast tray with extendable legs she had found days ago while cleaning the kitchen. She returned to Diana's room and saw her lying on her back, sleeping. Putting the tray with its legs extended on the bed, she uncovered the coffee cup, its rich smell filling the room. One of Diana's eyes fluttered open and she threw a hungry glance at the tray, but then closed it again.
"Aha! But I'm yet to play all my cards..."
Jenny thought, smiling deviously. She flipped the bottom of the bed's cover, revealing Diana's feet. Kneeling at the foot of the bed, she took Diana's feet in her hands and started working her magic. The older woman sighed with pleasure but kept her eyes closed.
"Hmm... foot massage relaxes her always, which probably isn't helping, so maybe I should spice it up..."
Jenny thought, leaning forward and taking Diana's foot in her mouth. Her lips and tongue started swirling around the toes, her tongue tracing the silky sole...
"Ohh, you little she-devil... you have such a devious mind," Diana said, smiling. "Mmmm... okay, you win. But I want my breakfast to be like this every day from now on. This is just too good..." she said, stretching her arms and gazing at Jenny with the posture of a queen looking down at her most devoted subject. She never ate that much for breakfast, but she liked taking it slowly, enjoying the coffee and an occasional bite of croissant and fruit.
"That breakfast is nice, but what I'm having here is so much better,"
Jenny thought as she devoured Diana's feet.
"I could do this the whole day..."
Taking all five toes in her mouth, Jenny sucked on the delicious foot, making a challenge for herself to push it ever deeper until her gag reflex would stop her. Diana's feet were beautiful and elegant but they certainly weren't small so Jenny wouldn't get far, but she would improve with time, she was sure. She intended to win this strange contest against Diana's feet.
When Diana was finally done with her breakfast, she retracted her feet slowly. Jenny got the signal, picked up the tray, and put it on the table. As Diana got up from the bed, Jenny took the mules and put them on Diana's feet, placing a kiss on both feet and then kissing Diana's triangle. It had become a ritual of a sort.
"I'm going to take a shower, My Pet, and then I'm off to the office. I don't think I'll stay long today, but later I'll have a few online sessions from home."
"Okay."
After taking a shower and getting dressed, Diana appeared and pointed at the high-heeled sandals Jenny had polished just a few minutes ago.
"Have fun at the office," Jenny said, putting the sandals on Diana's feet.
"Oh, I would prefer to be here, Sweetheart, but I have some important work to do," Diana replied, cupping Jenny's face affectionately. She then turned and left, Jenny watching her leave from her spot on the floor.
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"I'm back, My Pet," Diana said in passing.
"I'll be right with you, My Lady," Jenny said, doing some finishing touches on the lunch. She had spent the morning polishing and sorting all of Diana's footwear but she still managed to finish the lunch in time.
After a couple of minutes, Diana came to the living room, wearing only her robe.
"She looks so tense... but I know the cure,"
Jenny thought with a smile. She brought Diana a cold beverage and then knelt in front of her, determined to relieve the tension. Opting for some intense pussy worship right away, Jenny assaulted Diana's honeypot with vigor, and within minutes, Diana was arching her back and humping Jenny's face with urgency. Her orgasm was fast and intense, her body shaking, her pussy flooding Jenny's mouth with juices.
"Ahh! Yesss! Ahh... That's exactly what I needed, My Pet..." Diana said, settling down slowly, while Jenny kept licking, still holding Diana's legs on her shoulders. After a couple of minutes of caressing Diana's folds, Jenny went into another assault thinking that Her Lady needed one more quick orgasm to relax completely. Catching Diana off guard, she picked up the tempo, focusing on thrusts and then just sucking on the already sensitive clit.
Within a couple of minutes, Diana was once again in the throes of orgasm, bucking against Jenny's mouth and arching her back wildly. A flood of juices invaded Jenny's mouth once again, and she drank them all greedily, staying with Her Lady and stimulating her with intense licking until the orgasm completely died off. Lost in her submissive trance, Jenny kept slurping the juices until Diana's words brought her back.
"That was wonderful! I didn't even know I could come again so soon after the first one. My sweet Pet, that mouth of yours has no price..."
"I aim to please," Jenny said, grinning.
"Good girl! You really managed to relax me. Let's go have some lunch now."
After lunch, it was time for the pool. They raced and sprayed each other and laughed like fools, occasionally trying to dunk each other by surprise, something Jenny was quite unsuccessful at, for obvious reasons.
"It's not about the size and weight, it's about skill," Diana said, trying to keep a straight face.
"Pfh! Sure!" Jenny replied indignantly.
"It's true. Well, maybe it
is
a bit about strength..." Diana said, barely containing her laugh.
"Bah! Shall we make a contest of strength then?!" Jenny said, fuming cutely.
"What do you propose?" Diana said, her mirth seeping through.