Amy felt her dress fall to the floor and saw Luisa look down, her fingers trailing the straps of the bikini top, gently brushing across the fabric and gliding over Amy's nipples. She looked back into Amy's eyes with a flirty smile as she pulled Amy's top up and over her head, throwing it to the floor, before she leaned in to plant gentle kisses on Amy's neck and lower, finding Amy's nipples with her tongue while both of Luisa's hands moved down to hold Amy's ass.
Letting out a sigh of something between satisfaction and pleasure, Amy reached a hand to stroke Luisa's hair. This was what Amy had been dreaming about doing ever since she'd last seen Luisa.
Luisa responded by moving her head back up to kiss Amy on the lips, the slow, sensual, playful style of kissing that Amy had been fantasising about for the last three weeks since her and Luisa had last been together. She'd thought that Luisa was easily the best kisser she'd ever met back then, and Luisa was confirming it now.
One of Luisa's hands had moved to hold Amy's back, but the other stayed on her ass before slowly moving round to the front, touching Amy teasingly between her legs, never staying in one place for long but driving Amy wild as a result.
Amy let out a moan into the kiss, and started to kiss Luisa back harder, her tongue finding Luisa's. Amy's hands fumbled for the zip on the back of Luisa's dress and finally found it, sliding the zip down and then letting the dress also fall to the floor.
"Come with me," Amy said quietly, breaking away from the kiss and taking Luisa by the hand. She led her to the bedroom and they both climbed on to the bed, resuming their kissing lying side by side, heads resting on the pillows.
Amy's hand started to roam, touching Luisa's breasts through her bikini top, feeling her nipples harden and gently applying pressure to them. She lightly pushed on Luisa so that she rolled on to her back, and Amy then leaned up, looking down at Luisa, admiring her body in the string bikini, tracing her fingers over her face and chest before moving them lower.
"I've been looking forward to this ever since we said goodbye at the airport."
Luisa let out a sigh as Amy's fingers moved between her legs, slowly touching Luisa through the fabric of her bikini bottoms. "Me too. Very much."
Amy leaned down to kiss Luisa again, while her hand reached for the ties at either side of Luisa's bikini, undoing them one by one, and then pulled the bikini bottoms away, before undoing the top in the same way, leaving Luisa naked under her.
Luisa meanwhile had reached her hand between Amy's legs and slid inside Amy's bikini bottoms, sliding a finger through her trimmed pubic hair and touching Amy where she was wet with anticipation.
Amy did the same, marvelling again at Luisa's completely shaved pussy as she slid a finger inside Luisa.
The two women lay like that, the kissing growing more passionate as both of their arousal went higher and higher, touching each other, pressing against each other. Amy could feel an orgasm building, and she could tell from Luisa's breathing that she was in the same situation.
As she got close Amy let out a soft moan, which seemed to trigger Luisa to do the same, which pushed Amy further, until in the most virtuous of loops they both came at the same time, Amy feeling her body tensing at the same time that she felt Luisa's vagina tighten around her fingers.
Desperate to make the most, Amy continued to touch Luisa through her orgasm while Luisa had pulled her hand away from Amy, so deep in the throes of passion that she seemed like she could only focus on her own pleasure, until she fell silent and gently pushed Amy's hand away.
They both lay there, side by side again, looking into each other's eyes and recovering, occasionally kissing and stroking each other.
Luisa spoke first, saying quietly, "That was what I've been waiting for..."
Amy kissed her gently. "Me too. Hopefully the first of many on this trip."
"Definitely."
After a few minutes more, Amy felt herself starting to drift off to sleep, the jetlag from having flown in to LA from London that afternoon kicking in. Intellectually she knew that it was around 8pm, but to her body it was the middle of the night, and she knew that she couldn't put it off any more. "I hope you don't mind," she said, sitting up, "but I'm going to have a quick shower and then go to sleep. I'm shattered."
Luisa lay back and smiled. "Of course not. I'll be right here when you come out..." and she winked.
Smiling back, Amy walked naked over to the bathroom and turned on the shower, climbing in as the water quickly got hot. As she let the powerful stream cascade over her she reflected on what had by any standards been an insane few weeks, a period that had seen her embark on a passionate, open relationship with Luisa in LA, split up with her long term boyfriend in London, albeit only once he'd walked in on her and her female mentor in bed together, and then also turn her relationship with her mentor into something else, though she wasn't sure exactly what.
She'd taken off from London that morning, bound for her second work trip to LA. Amy was scheduled to be away for nearly three weeks, straddling three weekends and with two full working weeks in the middle, and she had deliberately chosen that to give her the maximum time with Luisa, to see how the relationship developed and whether it had really just been an exotic, holiday fling or was something more. The downside was that arriving on a Thursday meant that she would have a horribly jet lagged day in the office on the Friday, but she thought it worth it to have a full weekend with Luisa.
To say that Amy had been looking forward to seeing Luisa was an understatement. When they first met there had been an instant bond, for Amy it had felt like she'd met a best friend that she never knew she had, a sentiment that Luisa had agreed with. And that bond went far beyond friendship, their compatibility in bed being off the scales too. Luisa had had such an effect on Amy that she had come back to visit at the first opportunity she had.
Of course, life is never straightforward and while back in London Amy had found that her arrangement with her mentor at work, Sarah, which had been based for the last few months on exchanging help in her career for some fairly kinky lesbian sex, had developed into something more. They had ended their mentoring relationship and agreed to try something more romantic, though Sarah's situation was complex, and Amy had her doubts as to the longevity of any relationship between them. But... she was willing to give it a try, particularly since any relationship with Luisa would have its own complications at a distance of five thousand miles.
Adding to the complexity, Amy was only able to do repeat visits to LA because Sarah had arranged for it as part of the project that she was working on. While she hoped this wouldn't become an issue, Amy was wise enough to realise that if things developed with Luisa and not with Sarah then she couldn't necessarily rely on Sarah's goodwill for much longer. For now, though, she was happy to think of that as a future problem.
When they'd parted a few weeks before, Amy and Luisa had agreed that theirs was an open arrangement, both free to date and see other people. While Amy could hardly complain given her recent developments with Sarah, not to mention her escapades the weekend before when out with her friends, she was curious (bordering on jealous) to see what Luisa had been doing within those bounds.
On that Thursday evening though Amy was focused on the present. Luisa had surprised her by meeting her at the airport, something that Amy hadn't expected but was thrilled and delighted about, and had come with Amy to her hotel. They'd spent the late afternoon hanging out at the hotel pool, it being too late in the day for Amy to go to the office, and then had had an early dinner and drinks before retreating rapidly to Amy's hotel apartment to get properly reacquainted.
