Me and my husband had always had a good relationship, never betraying each-other, but yet that day I was feeling like I needed to try something new.
We were walking by the park and there I saw a very beautiful young girl. She was so amazing and good-looking I felt myself turning on by that moment. So, not keeping back I wanted an excuse to go sit near her and start talking, so I said to my husband to take us some ice-creams as I rested a bit as my feet were hurting because of the high heels. I went and sat on the same place she was, being sure not doing anything awkward, as we both were girls.
I started the talk: Hi pretty girl, mind if I sit next to you, or are you waiting your boyfriend?
Her immediate response: Oh no, I'm single. Sure, I don't mind.
After we had a little chat I said to her she was one of the most beautiful girls I'd ever seen, so I would like to take a picture of her. She agreed and we took a few pictures together. We hugged, touched each-others hand's and arms, thing that made me so wet down there...
My husband soon came with the ice-creams. I greeted the girl and she gave me her Facebook address so I could send her the pictures.
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As days passed, I couldn't forget her. She was so beautiful and innocent-looking. With big breasts and elegant body. Every day I'd check her photos on her Facebook account. I even started imagining things about her, licking her magnificent melon breasts, kissing her passionately and other stuff I'd never think for a woman. Sometimes when I was alone and showering I'd even finger myself and imagine I was having sex with her.
One day, when she was online I sent her the pictures (I wanted to send her the pictures when she was online, so we could have a little chat too) and then, as expected we started talking.
I couldn't hold back anymore, so I decided to tell her how I felt, so I did:
-Darling, I'm going to be honest with you and confess you something, I don't care if you call me a freak or a whore, but the thing is I've been feeling weird against you since I ever met you, and even imagining we did it together. I even know our age difference is big, I'm 29 and you're 18 but still I can't change the way I'm feeling.
-Oh miss... you are so shameless talking that way... but still I have to admit, I liked you since I saw you too... I liked your maturity, your smile... And I have never felt like that to a girl before...
After a while we agreed on meeting with each-other again, as we both liked and agreed on it. We were going to meet each-other at my house, just the day my husband would go out of state for a work travel. After I took my husband to the airport, I went and bought a new pair of black slutty lingerie, black long transparent socks and a short dress with the same color.
I went home and after showering put honey cream all over my body, so I would be prepared for my lady. I was ready just when she ringed the bell. I run to open it and greeted her: