On Friday evening, Olivia Lambert strode into Sappho's, her favorite bar and general hangout. Although she didn't particularly want a drink, she would have one or two and expected to buy several for one or more of the female patrons who would be present. Her desires were something much more carnal than liquor; she was there for sex with one of the women who would be drinking on her. Ever since she and her long term partner decided to separate, Olivia had regularly been dropping into Sappho's or similar establishments for pickup sex with somebody she would meet there. It was not as satisfactory as a permanent relationship, but it would be fun, and certainly better than spending the weekend alone.
By the time her bourbon and soda arrived, Olivia's eyes had adjusted enough to the dim light that she was able to look around at the prospects. She was elated to see Jessica, a plump, rather baby-faced blonde with whom she had previously very much enjoyed sharing her bed. The young woman was pretty, with a voluptuous body, had a pleasant personality and enjoyed the same things in bed as Olivia liked to do with a partner. Even better, she seemed to be there by herself, with an empty bar stool on either side and an equally empty cocktail glass on the bar in front of her.
"Daisy," Olivia addressed the bartender. "How about sending a drink to that blonde over there?" As she spoke, she pointed to the woman who had piqued her interest.
"Jessica? Okay, Livia. She's here by herself." The bartender was well aware that many of the patrons came there looking to meet other women for sex.
Minutes later, Daisy was placing a fresh cocktail in front of the blonde who, before taking the first sip, held it up in salute to the older woman who had bought it for her. Less than a minute after that Olivia, highball in hand, was seated on one of the bar stools beside Jessica. They were already well enough acquainted and fond enough of each other that they could forego any kind of introductions. Furthermore, either of them knew what the other was there for. Olivia was aware that Jessica was a femme, one of several attractive young women with submissive personalities who hung out in Sappho's and similar establishments. She and others like her went there to look for a chance to hook up with other lesbians, usually older and more aggressive women, such as the 35 year old Olivia. Since the latter was there looking for Jessica, or somebody like her, they could also skip some of the preliminary conversation.
"Hi, Jess. How are ya tonight?"
"I'm fine, Livia. Thanks, and thanks for the drink. How about you?"
"Can't complain." Both of the women had let the other know that they were well and not in their respective menses, so they could get on with what they wanted to do.
This would, eventually, be going to Olivia's apartment for sex but, having established that, they could take their time before leaving. The jukebox in the back of the bar started playing one of the slow numbers, and Olivia suggested dancing. The young femme liked the idea, and they moved around the floor, the older woman leading. As they danced, her hands roved over the blonde's body, excited by the soft, feminine curves. Jessica enjoyed the proprietary caresses of her partner's hands, and she snuggled up closer, so each dancer's breasts were caressing those of the other. A few more couples joined them in the dancing area, and they all exchanged friendly greetings. Quite a few of the regulars were there that night, either with their significant others or looking for a chance to hook up, as Olivia and Jessica had already done.
Another drink and a few more slow, cuddly dances later, and Olivia asked Daisy to call a cab to take her and her partner for the night back to her apartment. The two women shared the back seat and, since they knew some people would be offended by displays of carnal affection between two women, they sat primly in opposite corners and kept their hands off each other. They had a whole night and the next morning to kiss and caress and generally enjoy themselves sexually with one another, and they had no problem waiting a few minutes.
The primness and waiting ended once they were in Olivia's apartment and she had locked the door. The two women kicked their shoes off, embraced each other warmly and kissed, mouths wide open and both tongues exploring and being welcomed. Olivia had felt Jessica's large, soft breasts pressed against her chest for much of the night, but what she really wanted was to fondle the succulent globes with her hands. While their mouths remained pressed together, she pulled the younger woman's frilly blouse from her skirt and reached up her back to unhook her bra. After pulling it loose and draping the wispy lingerie over the arm of a nearby chair, Olivia moved her hands around to the front of the blouse and gently held the twin treasures the bra had been supporting.
"Mmmm, I really love your boobies," she murmured as her thumbs found the nipples that were already erect in anticipation of what the women would be doing momentarily.
"They really love you too. See how the nipples are already hard for you." As was her wont, Jessica let the older woman take the initiative and stood in front of her and reveled in her ministrations.
Wanting to get her mouth in on the fun, Olivia removed her hands and quickly unbuttoned the front of the blouse. Jessica turned slowly to let it be taken off and placed on top of her bra. Once again, the older woman cupped the lovely breasts in her hands but, this time, she bent down to lick the nipples, which grew harder under her avid attentions. As she moved her tongue from one to the other of the luscious pair, she could actually feel the individual ridges that made up the hardness, as well as the pebbly texture of Jessica's areolas.
While one hand continued holding the breast she was licking, Olivia's other hand started to caress Jessica's side and back and belly. What she was starting to do had been fun while on the dance floor, but it was infinitely better on her partner's bare skin. When her mouth moved to the other gorgeous breast, she also changed hands, switching her caresses to the other side. Jessica was so thrilled by the sensations of the knowing hands on her bare skin that she silently offered her help. She reached up and held her own breasts up to the pleasuring tongue, leaving both of Olivia's hands free to wander where they wanted, all over Jessica's upper body, even including slipping some fingers into the waistband of her skirt.
The spark that had been ignited when one woman joined the other at the bar, and kindled on the dance floor blossomed into fire in Olivia's apartment. Both women reacted to what they were doing for each other, breathing hard and sighing happily as their arousal grew. The more the fondling and the stroking and the licking went on, the more eager they were to do what they had come there for, but not while standing in the middle of the floor. They were at the right address for a night of making love, but in the wrong room.
"Let's go into the bedroom," Olivia suggested as she straightened up, brushed back her short, dark brown hair and placed her hand on her friend's bare back to guide her where they both wanted to go.
Jessica had been looking forward to that destination for the last two hours, and expressed neither objection nor disagreement. She was glad when Olivia turned on the soft lights and hoped she would leave them on, because she much preferred sex in a lighted room. With the backs of her thighs pressed against the edge of the mattress, the two women shared another long embrace and a passionate kiss, while Olivia's hand deftly unbuttoned Jessica's skirt and unzipped it all the way down from the waistband. The two women leaned slightly away from the bed; the garment fell to the floor, and was nudged away by the stockinged foot of the woman who had been wearing it. Those stockings were the last things to go, and Olivia peeled them down Jessica's legs and off around her feet, dropping them on top of the skirt.
Clad in nothing but panties, which had steadily become damper during the course of the evening, Jessica sat on the bed, swung her legs up and lay on her back, a pillow under her head, to await the other woman. Olivia didn't make her wait long. She quickly removed the blazer of her earth tone pantsuit, and getting out of her white blouse didn't take long either. The bra went next, exposing small, firm breasts, and this was followed by the other part of the suit and by her knee length stockings. She eagerly joined her partner on the bed, both women clad only in their wet, silky panties.
The first kiss, and several subsequent ones once they got to a reclining position were on Jessica's mouth, and both tongues quickly got involved. Olivia trailed kisses down her partner's face and throat until she reached her first goal, the nearest of the succulent breasts. Cupping the delightful mound in one hand, Olivia resumed licking the erect nipples, once again reveling in their rigidity and in how they felt against her tongue. While one hand held the luscious globe, her other was free to roam over the soft curves of her partner's body, and her own arms and back and ass were gently stroked in return.