To the best of our knowledge this story it true. Karen Cassidy herself told us the story and offered her personal insights. We spoke to Celestine Lunete by telephone and confirmed the details. Karen and Celestine live together in Toulon. The authors welcome your comments. We will pass on comments, questions and messages to Karen and Celestine.
Toulon is a mid size city in the south of France on the Mediterranean coast It is west of Cannes, Nice and Monaco. It is situated on one of the best a natural anchorage in the area. The harbor water is very calm due to the protection of the Saint Mandrier peninsula. Toulon is a major naval base and home to the French Mediterranean fleet. Mount Faron is located north of the city and offers a spectacular view of the city and harbor. The road to the top is impressive, as are the cable cars.
Clyde Bennett Ltd is a research company based in London England, with branch offices throughout Europe and two cities in the United States. The Toulon office is on rue Adolphe Guiol. C.B.Ltd. in Toulon is contracted to the French government to provide research and analysis of materials and facilities used by the French navy. The offices are staffed primarily with men. Most are British specialists and support personnel. There are also two American analysts, and one French researcher, all women, working on the current projects.
In Part One of this story Karen Cassidy and Celestine 'CeeCee' Lunete, both employees of Clyde Bennett Ltd in Toulon France, found a mutual attraction to each other and took the first exciting steps in their new relationship.
Our first stop after breakfast that morning was the view from the top of Mount Faron. I had wanted to go, but I never had the oportunity. It is a very good thing that CeeCee's car was a small one. The road to the top was twisty and mostly only one lane. It was well paved but in places the road was very close to the edge which was a little scary. The ride itself was an adventure, both going up and coming down. The view from the top was spectacular. The city and the harbor beyond and the blue waters of the Mediterranean made it a beautiful vista. We sat on a bench holding hands and watched as a cruise ship came into port. There were several other people in the small park at the top. Not one person reacted in any way to us holding hands. I think if CeeCee hadn't needed both hands to drive, she would have held my hand in the car. I did see one older gentleman smile when I leaned my head back so that CeeCee could kiss me. Holding hands and kissing another woman in public. What has happened to me?
It was just past noon when we drove back towards the city. On the way we found a roadside market and purchased fresh bread, a wedge of cheese, bottled water and several apples. CeeCee drove down streets whose names I couldn't pronounce and we eventually stopped at a small park west of the harbor. CeeCee wrapped our food in a light blanket that she had in the car and we walked down a narrow path into a small cove near the water. There were only two or three other people sitting on the course sand. CeeCee found a spot as far from the others as possible and spread out our lunch. We sat on the blanket, ate, and enjoyed the view and gentle sea breeze. I didn't think anything of it when CeeCee stood up and stretched. But when she unbuttoned her dress and took it off I got just a little concerned. As I watched, not quite believing what I was seeing, she took off her bra and slipped out of her panties. She stretched again and then laid down on the blanket. I looked at the other people on the beach who were ignoring us, and then I looked back at CeeCee.
"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice catching in my throat.
"I am enjoying the sun." She said, very casually as if being naked in public didn't matter to her.
"But, but, what if someone sees you?" I asked, looking around again.
"Relax Cheri, this is France." She said, and I saw her close her eyes.
I looked around again nervously and when nothing happened, I settled down next to CeeCee, propped up on an elbow. When I turned my attention back to CeeCee I saw her in a different light (no pun intended). In the bright sunlight I noticed what I hadn't seen back in my apartment. Her breasts flattened a little because she was lying on her back. In that position, her nipples were pointed straight up. There was a slight bulge to her tummy, which for some reason I found incredibly sexy, and a more pronounced pussy mound. And, she wasn't clean-shaven like I thought. Her mound was covered with very tiny, almost invisible hairs. Like fuzz on a peach. I couldn't resist temptation. I reached out as gently as I could, and petted that mound. I heard CeeCee moan as I moved my hand. I took another quick look over my shoulder and when I looked back down, CeeCee had moved her legs apart. An invitation?
This was crazy. I couldn't do this. Not here. Not in public. So why did I see my hand start to massage that intoxicating mound? I moved my finger lightly down her pussy slit, rubbing the tender inner lips. CeeCee moaned again and I watched as her pussy lips puffed up and turned pink. It was incredible to see. Knowing I caused that reaction both excited and scared me. I looked around again.
"Please." CeeCee said in an almost pleading voice.
"But someone might see." I said, not believing what I was about to do.
"Please." CeeCee repeated.
I was not going to do this. It was insane. But when CeeCee opened her eyes and looked at me. She asked me again, this time with just her eyes. I moved down between her legs. I couldn't say no to those pale blue eyes. CeeCee lifted her knees and moved her legs further apart. When I pushed my face into her pussy, I think she moaned again but I couldn't be sure. She pressed her thighs around my head, holding it in place. The only thing I could do was lick. Somehow I managed to get my hands under her ass, which raised it a little off the blanket. I licked from her clit to her ass. Between her natural wetness and my licking, she was soaked. I sucked in everything I could and when I felt her squeeze my head harder, I concentrated on her clit. I got it between my lips and pressed down trying to get as much of it as possible into my mouth. I massaged it with my tongue and pulled it with my teeth without actually biting down. When CeeCee stiffened I held the base of her clitty with my teeth and I flicked the tip with my tongue. My efforts were rewarded with another mouthful of musky, slightly salty fluid. More than I could swallow this time. It splashed on my nose and cheeks and dripped down my chin when I lifted my head.
When I sat back and lifted my hand to wipe my face, CeeCee stopped me. She sat up in front of me and cleaned my face with her tongue. Somehow that tongue would up in my mouth. I forgot about the other people on the beach. I forget about everything except the woman sitting in front of me. When we finally sat back, I had my hands under CeeCee's breasts, holding them up. I don't ever remember touching them. CeeCee put her hands under mine and together we squeezed her heavy breasts.
While CeeCee was getting dressed, she told me that next time I should get undressed too. Right, that day will never come. What we just did was crazy. Exciting, but still crazy. Making love in public with both of us naked, I don't think so.
It was getting on towards evening when CeeCee stopped the car in front of my apartment.
"Cheri, I will see you at work in the morning. Remember our secret." CeeCee said.
"I could make dinner." I offered, hopping she would come up stairs.
"Thank you, but I need another shower and fresh clothes. And I need to visit with my grandmere (grandmother). She is getting old and she likes to talk." Celestine said.
"Of course." I'm afraid I am being selfish, occupying all your time." I said.
"I will ask grandmere. Perhaps you could meet her. I could make dinner for the three of us." She said.
"I would like that." I said.
"Bonsoir Cheri." Until tomorrow." CeeCee said as she leaned closer in the car.
She didn't have to lean too far in the small car. We kissed each other lightly on the lips, and I got out of the car. Upstairs, I flopped down on the sofa by the window. The apartment was warm so I opened the window. The breeze felt cool. I pulled off my blouse and ran my hands across my stomach. And then up to my beasts, The front closure bra I had on was soon lying on the floor. I fondled my breasts and toyed with my nipples. I hadn't done that in quite a while. But Celestine was changing my life. I thought about her, stretched out on the course sand by the beach. I thought about her beautiful breasts, naked in the sunshine, as I played with my own breasts. I remember thinking that I was developing some serious feelings for CeeCee. I hoped I wasn't being a fool.
When I stood up, I slipped off my shorts and panties. Totally out of character, I stepped in front of the window and let the cool evening breeze caress my body. If anyone looked up to see me, at that moment, I didn't care. I picked up my clothes, tossed them in the hamper and took a hot shower. Clean again, I slipped on a robe and made myself dinner. When I finally crawled into bed, I thought about the view from Mount Faron, the secluded beach cove and Celestine. I fell asleep with her scent lingering on my pillow.
Isabella Morel took over the responsibility of raising Celestine when both of her parents died suddenly. Celestine was just 10 years old when she went to live with her grandmere. Now 71 years old, Isabella was still the family matriarch. Still worrying about and taking care of Celestine. She was sitting in her favorite chair on the balcony, when Celestine arrived back home.
"Avez-vous Eu une belle journee?" Isabella asked, her grand daughter.
"Yes grandmere, I did. I had a wonderful day." CeeCee said, kneeling in front of Isabella and taking her hand.
"Nous sommes vous avec cette femme?" She asked.
"Yes grandmere, I was with Karen." Celestine said. " I invited her to dinner and to meet you this weekend, so speak English. Do not embarrass me. You speak English almost as well as I do and Karen speaks very little French."
"As you wish. Do you care for this Karen?" Isabella asked, smiling down at her grand daughter.
"Yes I do. I care for her very much. She has brightened my life." Celestine said.
"Then I will like her also, I am sure." Isabella said. "Have you, ah, been together?" Isabella asked.
"Such a thing to ask." Celestine said, putting her hand in front of her mouth, pretending to be offended.
