Trina watched quietly as her goddaughter exited the shop and headed off towards her car. Her arms were full of boxes and she had the blonde girl in tow. The old woman sipped her tea contemplatively. She had not expected to see Christa recover from her heartbreak so suddenly. It was quite a pleasant shock to see her back to her old self. The last time Trina had seen her she was drunk and so down the old woman feared she would try to harm herself. The young woman with her must be something quite special, but she was married and that was sure to cause her favorite more heartbreak. Trina rarely took a hand in any of her goddaughters' lives, but Christa was special. Her mother had been Trina's first lover and the old woman felt a special bond with the small butch.
Rita came in and interrupted her meditation. The short black woman with flaming red hair and more piercings than Trina cared to count ran the shop during the evenings when the clientele changed from respectable clients to strippers and prostitutes. Trina nodded to her and went out the back door and up the rusting black iron staircase that led to her second floor apartment. Inside she sat at the small dinette and took another sip of her tea. The apartment was neat and homey, with plenty of knick-knacks on display. A lifetime of careful planning and simple living was displayed there. Trina had seen Paris and London, traveled extensively on the continent and made a name for herself in the clothing industry long before she immigrated to America in the late seventies.
Here in America she had gotten out of the design end of the business with a small fortune when she sold her business. She still kept up with the latest in trends and fashion, but the small shop was all that she worried with now. That and her once yearly trip to France for the fashion show of her best friend in the industry were her only real contacts any more. She did, however maintain a finger on the pulse of the industry. Her clients here demanded the best and latest. Trina had a great deal of influence in the city because some of her clients were the wives and mistresses of very powerful men. These clients were hyper conscious of fashion and thus Trina stayed up on the latest trends.
She toyed with an idea for along time, not noticing as the sun sank and the gibbonous moon rose. With a sudden and purposeful movement she rose and exited the apartment. The old woman would be up now and Trina needed her advice.
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Sue and Christa were both quiet as they left the city. Christa spoke finally as they crossed the GW.
"So what'd ya get?"
"None of your business!" Sue shot back. Her mind was already on what set to wear first and she was hoping that Trina knew Christa's tastes as well as she claimed she did. The old woman was right, just knowing that she owned all the sexy undies made her feel more sexy. She couldn't wait to try them all on again, but this time for an appreciative audience.
"Awww, come on, you know I can't wait to see you," Christa said.
"Well, you will just have to wait,"
"All right, want to go out to dinner tonight?"
"What time is it?" Sue asked. She suddenly remembered her net meting, but had no idea how much time she had spent in Trina's shop.
"Bout four-thirty," Christa said glancing at the men's wristwatch she wore.
"Shit, I have to be home by five!"
"Why?"
"I have a net meeting, they're going to kill me if I am not on," Sue said in a panic. The little car leapt forward, shooting past others as Christa tromped on the accelerator.
"Don't worry, I'll get you home," Christa said.
Sue turned and began digging through the bags in the back seat. She managed to find a silk top and blazer. While Christa navigated the heavy traffic Sue ripped off her top and struggled into the blouse. She got the blazer on and then grabbed one of Christa's cigarettes. Sue hadn't smoked in years, but the small woman was doing over 90 and Sue was nervous. The first puff had her coughing and her eyes watering. Christa smiled, but couldn't spare a glance at her passenger. The Palisades was packed and she was weaving in and out of traffic with only inches to spare. It wasn't that hard for her, she often drove like a maniac when she was down. Somehow the adrenalin rush always lifted her spirits.
"Skirt?" Christa asked, her eyes never leaving the road.
"Fuck it, I'll be sitting at the desk, no one will see," Sue said distractedly. She didn't even notice the grin that flashed across her lover's face.
As soon as the car stopped in the garage Sue jumped out and ran to the door. She fumbled with the keys before finally getting the door opened and ran to the living room, leaving the keys hanging in the door in her haste. Sue leaned over the desk chair and turned her machine on as Christ came up behind her. The short black woman's hands slipped around her waist and undid the fly of her jeans.
Despite her impatience Sue giggled and tried to grab Christa's hands. The smaller woman simply dug her fingers into Sue's ribs, causing the older woman to squeal and before Sue could react Christa tore her jeans, thermals and panties down to her ankles.
"What are you doing?" Sue asked as she started the net meeting program and pulled her chair out.
"Well, since you are going to tease me with all those sexy clothes, I figured I would tease you." Christa said. "Now step out of those things before you sit down."
Sue didn't have time to argue; she kicked out of the pile of clothes at her feet and took a seat. She connected at 5:00 on the button and adjusted her web cam so that it didn't show anything except her torso from her boobs up.
"Hello Sue," Harry's voice came over the speakers. Harry was an older man and head of the auditing department. He had always been kind to her and it was through his intersession that members of the department were allowed to telecommute. The big brass were still not sure that people who didn't come in were actually working.
"Hello," she said and smiled. Her eyes were however not on the screen but on Christa who was crawling under the table.
"Sue here found the problems, so I'll let her give you an overview," Harry was saying. Sue knew she was in real trouble when she felt Christa's hands gently try to pry her legs apart. Sue squeezed her legs tightly together and began to explain what she had found in her spot audit. Holding her thighs tightly together reminded her of the Ben-wa balls still lodged inside her and she had to really concentrate on what she was saying. She was just getting into the technical jargon when she felt a soft warm tongue on her knee. Sue breathed in deeply and exerted all of her willpower on giving the report to her virtual audience.
Christa was being no help at all, rather than trying to pry her legs apart the small butch began to sensuously lick Sue's knee. Sue stifled a gasp when Christa's small tongue touched the inner part of her knee and continued with her presentation, but Christa's slow licking of her knee moved farther to the inside of her knee and despite herself she felt her thighs begin to relax. Christa's soft hands stroked the outsides of her thighs while her warm tongue slowly swirled over the sensitive skin of her inner thighs.
The smaller woman worked slowly upward and Sue's thighs seemed to part involuntarily. By the time she finished her presentation of the basic facts Christa was teasing the soft skin where Sue's legs joined her torso. Despite her intentions Sue found her legs splayed widely apart, allowing her lover full access to her charms. Harry had begun a recap of what she had said and Sue took the opportunity to glance down at what was going on under the table. She instantly wished she hadn't and tightly shut her eyes to try and remove the image that seemed to be burned into her retinas.
Christa's face was only inches from her pussy and was framed by her splayed thighs. Her soft pubic curls were damp and the lips of her sex were puffy and swollen. Christa had her tongue out and was looking up into Sue's face with those mischievous brown eyes. A shiver of anticipation ran through her and her over active imagination could almost feel the soft caress of that tongue. Sue knew in seconds she would feel that warm tongue on her pussy for real and unconsciously bit her lip. Even then she barely stifled a moan when Christa lapped gently at her lips.
Sue's legs sprang shut on Christa's head like the jaws of a steel trap, but Christa didn't mind. It was too late now for her victim to do anything to stop her. She dragged her tongue slowly up Sue's lips, working first one then the other from bottom to top. The woman's flavor filled her mouth and Christa loved it. The little butch could hear the guy she assumed was Sue's boss talking, but her mind was focused on Sue. She wondered if the woman could keep her face straight and stifle her moans through an orgasm. Christa doubted it, part of what made Sue so exciting was how she went from prim and proper to uninhibited once she was excited enough. Christa loved this kind of sex, semi public, where discovery would be hugely embarrassing, but also was very unlikely. She wanted the added erotic tension, but didn't want to embarrass her new lover.
Sue's lips were red and angry, it was obvious that she was in a very heightened state of arousal and Christa decided to just go for it. She pressed her tongue between the slick lips and lapped gently at the area she thought contained Sue's clit. For all her experience with women Christa wasn't very good at giving oral sex. Lexi hadn't enjoyed getting it and the girls she had been with afterwards were of the kind where Christa didn't relish the idea of putting her mouth on their snatches. Christa also had found a wide variety in the way girls tasted and only a certain type appealed to her. Sue was just that type, very sweet with only a mild undertone of tangy and almost no salty flavor. She tasted clean and wholesome and was so wet Christa didn't have to worry about keeping her tongue from getting dry. Like almost everything else about her, Christa found Sue's pussy to be perfect.
Sue's hips began to buck and Christa reluctantly ceased her attentions and let the blonde woman recover just a little before she resumed licking. When Sue relaxed Christa gently introduced a finger into her tight passage and began to slowly work it in and out. As soon as her tongue returned to the soft folds Sue's body spasmed and her thighs clenched. Christa couldn't do much, but she didn't really need to. Her finger was pressed against one of the Ben-wa balls and with little freedom she could still push against it causing Sue to shiver. Christa let her finger slide out, but hooked it through the loop of string that was attached to the two steel balls. She then dusted Sue's clit with fast, feather strokes of her tongue and pulled on the string.
Sue's breath caught in her throat, she could feel the balls moving and Christa's tongue was about to set her on fire. She chewed furiously on the inside of her lip, but she knew it was no use. She was about to cum and there would be no keeping it quiet this time. She had managed it in the mall, but Christa's lips on her body just made it too intimate and intense. Her foot shot out and she desperately stomped on the red power button of the computer's power strip. Even as the screen went black a ragged moan escaped her lips. She felt the first ball stretching her entrance and her mouth formed a surprised "O". She groaned, the lingering sound turning into a moan of pleasure as her pussy contracted violently and she came. Her body undulated from her hips to her neck and she threw her head back. Waves of outrageous pleasure assaulted her and she arched her back even more, until only her ass and the back of her head were in contact with the chair. She was still leaning back in the chair when the second ball exited. Christa continued to lap at her pussy, but reached over and turned the power back on.
When Sue could breathe regularly again the machine had already booted back up and she started the netmeeting software. Christa crawled out from under the table and stood next to her. As the software began to connect Christa smiled and held up the gleaming Ben-wa balls. They were slick with Sue's juices and the blonde blushed prettily.
