Age Vs Desire Pt 02

This fictional story left off in Chapter One with Jess and Barb planning a 'second date' where they would be able to continue their meeting from the night before. Jess cornered her newly found love interest in the ladies room of the bar and began to seduce her. They were interrupted by Barb's best friend who continuously knocked on the door until she was forced to leave in a heated rush. The story continues as they meet and plan to spend the night together.

Barb is apprehensive as she knows this intriguing girl is almost 20 years younger, but there is definitely chemistry between them. Having nothing to lose, she agrees to meet where Jess works as a barista, which just happens to be in the lobby of the Wyndham Hotel in downtown LA.

As told by Jess:

The bar was packed that afternoon and I hardly had time to think about meeting up with Barbara after my shift. Of course, she crossed my mind a dozen or more times that day as I reminisced about our interlude in the rest room the night before. I knew I wanted to be with her again as she was so intoxicating. If I close my eyes I can still feel her soft skin and smell her perfume. It kept me going all day knowing I would be with her that evening.

I had worked from twelve noon with my shift ending at 8:00 PM. The summer months always packed the hotel bars with many tourists coming to LA. I love my job and have met a lot of interesting people during my ten years with the hotel chain. I'm single and after a lot of failed dates with different guys, I decided to try a woman instead. It was kind of an experiment to see if I was attracted to females. It didn't take me long before I realized that I preferred the gals.

Most of my dates wound up to be one night stands, which was okay with me, as I loved the single life. I wanted to be able to come and go as I pleased and not have to answer to anyone. A few years ago I was engaged for a short while and lived with a guy, but knew it was a mistake and something I would never do again.

Barbara showed up around 7:45 and found a seat at the far end of the bar. She ordered a drink and watched me as I waited on customers. I think she thought I didn't notice her, but I did. I saw her when she first walked in. I could feel her eyes on me while I poured and served drinks to the customers. I wondered what she was thinking. I know she didn't want to dance me when I approached her at the bar last night. She probably thought I had a lot of nerve hitting on her as there is definitely a few years between us. I find her sexy and sophisticated. She wears her age well and is impeccably dressed. Her designer bag and shoes to match tells me she likes nice things and is neat as a pin. I'm remembering the body that I got a glimpse of when I tried to disrobe her in the ladies room. I liked what I saw. Her skin glowed as I could tell she was a sun worshiper. She stands slightly taller than my 5 feet 3 inches, with blonde short hair and green eyes. Her lips are full and I can remember how they felt when I kissed her for the first time. Mulling over my thoughts from the night before, made me crave with lust to be with her again.

I glanced down at the other end of the bar and she lifted her glass to acknowledge me. I waved as I put the last clean glass on the bar shelf and removing the apron from my waist, walked down to where she was sitting.

"Well, hello there", I said with the biggest smile.

"Hello Jess nice to see you. Very busy tonight?" she asked.

I could tell she was nervous and didn't know what to say, so I tried to put her at ease.

"Yes, it's been crazy. Let me get my things and punch out. Be back in a second."

What am I doing here? Barb said to herself as she watched Jess retreat to a back room to gather her things.

I know she is so much younger than I am and I can't for the life of me wonder why she wants to date me. I find it intriguing and she is so gorgeous. I don't know why I can't just let it happen and enjoy myself for once. I know I prefer to be with a woman, and this one certainly has a lot to offer. I guess there is no harm in spending some time with her even if it is just for the physical part of a relationship. I don't know how I would explain that I'm dating this young thing to my friends. But then again, why do I care? I guess I really don't.

"Are you ready to have some fun?" I asked Barb as I stood in front of her while she belted down the rest of her drink and grabbing her purse slid down from the bar stool.

"Ready as I'll ever be!"

We headed through the bar and I led the way to the elevators. I had reserved a room and left a change of clothes for later that night. Barb didn't talk much as we waited for the elevator to descend.

"So, what do you do? For a living I mean?" I asked her.

"I'm an Interior Decorator. I have my own shop."

"Wow, that's impressive. It kind of fits you."

"Really, how so?" she asked.

"You can tell by the way you dress and carry yourself. I think you are beautiful and sophisticated."

Barb blushed as she ran her fingers through her short blonde hair and switched her weight a little telling me she wasn't used to being complimented.

We entered the room and I told her to get comfortable as I went into the bathroom to grab a quick shower. I tried to be really fast as I knew she was nervous and kind of uncomfortable waiting for me.

"Fix us a drink from the mini bar." I yelled from the bathroom.

"Will do" I heard her say.

I wrapped the hotel bathrobe around me and put my freshly washed hair up into a towel.

"I'm all fresh and clean again!" I exclaimed appearing in the doorway.

Barbara was sitting at the edge of the bed gazing at me while she sipped her cocktail when I walked over to her.

I didn't say anything, I just stood there, in front of her looking down as she had crossed her legs and was looking sexy as hell. I began to salivate just imagining what she looked like under those clothes.

I took the glass from her and placed it on the nightstand. Cupping her cheeks with the palms of my hands, I leaned in and kissed her. She welcomed my lips on hers. They were warm and I could taste a slight tinge of alcohol and lipstick. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back as I tilted my head and my hair towel came undone. I picked it up and rubbed the excess water from my hair as she stood to her feet and put her hands on both my shoulders.

"You are one hot sexy girl Jess." She said.

"Well, thank you. You're not too bad yourself."

"I don't see why you want to be with me, I'm almost your Mom's age I'm sure."

"No, you certainly aren't. My mother had me late in life and she is in her eighties!"

"Ok. Then I could be your older sister!"

"Stop it. I think you are perfect and besides, I already have two of them!" Again I could tell she wasn't use to hearing how beautiful she was.

Barb slipped her hands under my bathrobe and let it fall from my body. I stood there naked, in front of her as she just gazed at me for the longest time. She reached for my breast as she ran her fingers over my nipples, causing them to stand at attention. We started kissing again. I was getting so turned on and wanted her to quickly shed her blouse and slacks and get naked with me.

She sat on the bed and kicked off her heels. I started to unbutton her silk blouse and admired her lacy bra and panties that were hidden under her clothes. She slipped her slacks off and I took them with her blouse and placed them on the chair next to the bed. You could tell her clothes were expensive and I didn't want anything to happen to them.

Pulling down the comforter, she got under, still wearing her bra and panties that I found sexy as hell.

She was beautiful. Long shapely legs, full round breasts with nipples that were like buttons protruding through her see-thru bra. I didn't mind her keeping them on as I snuggled up and now facing her, began to run my hands over her bare skin, gently massaging her back. We kissed for the longest time. I knew she was good at making love to another woman and that I certainly wasn't the first woman she was ever with. It's just something you can sense when you are intimate with another female.

Our kissing got deeper and more passionate as I ventured to slip my tongue into her mouth until I connected with hers and we began to moan in unison. After a few minutes, she pushed me onto my back. She began to nuzzle at my neck until she found my nipples licking them as I rocked to the sensations that were pulsating through my body. Making her way down my torso, she continued to lick my stomach teasing the area just below my bellybutton. It was then that I commanded the situation and sitting up, I rolled her over so that I could make love to her first.

I gently pulled at the waistline of her lacey panties until she lifted her body allowing me to slip them off. Making love to Jess was like tasting all the delicate pastries in a bakery shop. I took my time and relished every inch of her flesh driving her wild and only wanting for more. I could feel myself getting so turned on as I lusted over her. I was being very slow and methodical.

Reaching up I grabbed at her bra, pulling it down until she unhooked it and tossed it off to the side. With both palms rubbing and caressing her breasts, I listened to her gentle moans. I continued to satisfy her with only my mouth until she couldn't take it any longer. Her body was radiant and firm. You could see she was in great athletic shape as there wasn't an inch of fat anywhere. Her breasts were firm and her butt was muscular and plump. I held both her butt cheeks in my hands as I continued to lick and suck her until she screamed in orgasmic ecstasy.

I made my way up to her and snuggled close in her arms. We just cuddled for a short while.

"You are very good at that!' she exclaimed.

"I'm glad it made you happy."

"Yes, it certainly did, but now I would like to return the favor."

I didn't hesitate at her invitation to make love to me. I had fantasized for this moment most of the day and couldn't wait for her to devour me. It was a long torturous wait as she took her time and explored just about every inch of my body. I wanted her on me in the worst way. I wanted her mouth on my sex. She was slow and passionate as we kissed for the longest time before she concentrated on pleasing the lips between my legs.

I knew the night before when I asked her to dance with me that we would probably wind up in bed together, despite her resistance. I was pleased that she agreed to meet up again. I knew this was going to be the start of a wonderful relationship. It didn't matter that she was much older. I didn't even notice. There was just something about her from the very first time I saw her that I desired.

We spent the next few hours under the covers until we drifted off to sleep. Early the next morning, Barbara rolled away from me and gathered up her underwear and retreated to the bathroom. I opened my eyes and asked,

"Hey where you going so early?"

"I have to open the shop at 9. It's 7:30 already!"

"Can't you just come back to bed for another 1/2 hour?"

"As much as I would love to, I have to get going."

I was disappointed. I thought for sure she would spend some more time with me. My body ached for her touch again.

"Can we get together tonight? Maybe after I get off at 8?"

"Ok. Why don't you come over to my apartment and I will make you dinner. It will be ready when you get there."

"I'd love to, but you don't have to cook. We can order in."

"I like cooking. It will be fun. What's your favorite food?"

"Italian cuisine of course!"

"Well, you're in luck. I know a few great Italian dishes. Let me get going and we can continue this tonight."

As much as I hated to see her go, I got up and put my bathrobe on as I walked her to the door.

"I'll be counting the minutes till I'm in your arms again", I told her as I reached up on my tippy toes and kissed her on the lips. I could tell she was embarrassed, but I can't imagine why after the night we had. It was like once she got dressed, she was the prim and proper Barbara, not the sexually crazed person who had just left my bed.

Barbara's thoughts as she left the hotel and headed for home:

What am I doing? It's obvious that this beautiful girl is getting in over her head with me. I'm not saying I didn't have a great time as she is such a skillful lover, it's just that I don't understand why she wants to be with me.

Whatever the reason, I'm not going to question it. There is no reason why I can't enjoy myself with Jess, in spite of our age difference. I like her and for whatever this is, maybe just for occasional booty calls, or an admiration of friendship, I know I can't resist being with her again.

Jess went back to bed until she had to check out and report to the bar for her shift. Barbara went home to shower and change before opening her shop in the downtown district of LA.

That night, holding a bottle of wine and a bunch of flowers, Jess rang the doorbell at the luxury apartment on Wilshire Boulevard. In the lobby she scanned the names on the buzzers and found

Ms. Barbara Rossi

, and pressed the button.

In the apartment, Barbara's heart skipped a beat as she lowered the sauce to simmer and fluffed up her hair before answering the door. Just before swinging it open, she pulled a lipstick from her jeans pocket and swiped her lips so that they were moist and perfect just waiting for Jess to kiss them. True to form, wearing a big smile, Jess walked in and went right for Barb's lips.

"Hello you", she said "I've missed you".

"Not busy at work today?" Barb asked not acknowledging Jess' flirting.

"Yes, it was plenty busy. I just couldn't concentrate after the night we had."

"Me too I didn't work very hard at the shop today either."

Barb brought the flowers into the kitchen to finish the meal and put the flowers in a vase.

"These are beautiful. How did you know I liked tulips?"

"I didn't I just like the 'two-lips' innuendo", Jess told her.

"I hope you like Puttanesca."

"I'm not sure. What is it?"

"An Italian dish made with tomatoes, garlic, olives and anchovies and of course, pasta"

"Sounds yummy except for the anchovies. I'm not sure I like them."

"You won't even taste them. Trust me."

"I just googled the name 'Puttanesca'. Did you know it is a derivative of the word, "whore or prostitute?"

Barbara was so embarrassed as she had no idea the real meaning of the word.

"It says the dish originated in a bordello in Italy. They would serve the dish as a quick meal between servicing clients!"

Barbara came out of the kitchen and stood there starring at Jess with a blank expression on her face.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Nope, I think it's very appropriate as we will be hitting the sheets as soon as we are finished eating, or maybe before!" Jess said jokingly.

"Wow. Learn something new every day", Barb told her as they sat the table to enjoy their dinner.

Jess uncorked the wine and poured them both a glass.

"Cheers to a good time and the beginning of an exciting friendship", she said clinking glasses with Barb

It didn't take long for the two women to exchange lustful glances at each other as they enjoyed their pasta and sipped their wine.

Jess stood up and walked over to where Barb was sitting as she wiped the sauce from her lips and leaned in to kiss her again.

"I can't wait any longer. I want you now" she said in a sexy whisper in Barb's ear.

After finishing the last of the wine in her glass, Barb got up and joined hands with Jess leading her to the boudoirs. There was a king sized bed with sea through nylon drapes tied on each of the four massive posters. Beautiful oil paintings and massive modern furniture adorned the room. The bedroom had a gorgeous sitting area with a velour chaise lounge strategically placed in front of a huge picture window. Candles were lit and a soft glow from a side table lamp gave the room a nice touch.

Jess stood there at the entrance and looked around, loving what she saw. She immediately pictured Barb naked on that chair just waiting to be devoured by her. She knew the room fit Barb's personality as it was mature, sophisticated and very inviting.

"This is where the magic happens", Barb told Jess.

"It's beautiful. Just like you", Jess complimented her again.

Barb blushed as she took Jess in her arms and began to kiss her passionately.

She wanted Jess physically just as much, if not more, than Jess wanted her. She loved when Jess complimented her and told her she was beautiful, even though she led on that she didn't. It was there, standing in her bedroom, kissing Jess that she realized she might be falling deeply in love with her.