Marilynn had closed shop a couple of hours early. Bradley had implied that the law firm's beach house might be available this coming weekend, and she wanted to get something. Something to... put some zip back into their relationship. Not that things weren't good, but... He was so fucking busy lately trying to make partner.
The department store was upscale. Heading in, Marilynn checked herself in one of the many fitting mirrors that dotted the ladies departments. Long blond hair, green eyes, rather large breasts and a compensatory flair of the hips, despite a rather rustic wardrobe from running her flower shop, she looked every bit like the hot buxom farm girl stereotype.
She was thinking of something lacy and racy, and she headed toward the lingerie department when something caught her attention. It was a scent, but not one she could easily parse. Working around flowers, she'd developed a nose for them as ingredients in other products, but this one had her stumped.
The woman behind the cosmetics counter, appeared to be around 40. Classic MILF build, with a dark skin tone and features that made it hard to tell if she was mixed race, or merely purely Mediterranean in heritage. Her features were in perfect balance with her long dark hair pulled back simply but elegantly, cascading down her back. Rather large breasts tucked into a lacy bra, that semi showed through the fabric of her blouse. The scent was coming from her.
"Uh.." Marilynn began glancing at the woman's name tag. "Maya? What's that perfume you have on, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Not at all. It's called Pinpoint. Unfortunately, you can't get it here, but I have some... connections to the scent's developer." Maya explained, her voice both soft and sultry.
"I see. It's just... I run a flower shop and usually I can pull scents apart, kind of like a gourmet can decipher the spice palate of a dish. This one has me a little stumped and..." Marilynn began.
"And?"... Maya prompted, pausing thoughtfully for a moment. "Would you like to try it?" She reached into a small purse behind the counter and took out a miniature vial with a silver cap. Reaching for Marilynn's hands she removed the cap and applied a small amount of the liquid to her wrist indicating that she should rub them together like normal.
Marilynn noted the Maya wore a wedding ring and a rather large diamond. "You're married?" She asked, indicating the rings.
"Divorced. I wear these mostly out of habit, and as a disincentive to anyone who wants to hit on me." Maya explained.
"I see." Marilynn responded.
Marilynn could smell the perfume on her wrists which felt mildly warm. The scent was intoxicatingly beautiful. She looked at the older woman, appreciatively. She felt as if her whole nervous system was infused with a pleasantly erotic energy. She couldn't be sure, but it was almost as if her clit was throbbing gently.
She thought of Bradley. They'd met a few months after his divorce was finalized. Things had progressed, normally. In fact, although the toe-curling element really wasn't there with Bradley, it wasn't half bad. It was comfortable.
She looked at Maya, allowing herself to get lost in the older woman's deep brown eyes for a second.
"I'm going on break." Maya said. "Can I show you something in the employee lounge?"
Marilynn just nodded in the affirmative, as Maya gently took her by the hand and led her to a metal fire door nearby, which she unlocked with a key. There was a short corridor with restroom signs on either side. Heading into the lady's room Maya turned, wrapping her arms around Marilynn and closing distance, gave her a long passionate kiss on the mouth.
Marilynn felt week in the knees. Maya's kiss was not only unexpected, it was beyond erotic, and that surprised the hell out of her. Maya leaned back against the corner of a nearby washstand counter and with one hand hiked up her skirt, while the other hand on Marilynn's shoulder, gently indicated to the younger woman that Maya wanted her on her knees. The older woman's panties now gracing the floor.
Without conscious thought she found herself staring at Maya's neatly trimmed pussy. It was clear what the older woman wanted. Maya was gently kneading her own fleshy orbs and purring to Marilynn. So, plunging one hand down her own waistband into her panties, she tasted pussy for the first time in her life.
Maya now supported her weight on the countertop so that she could angle her pussy slightly upwards, gently guiding Marilynn to her sex, letting out a sigh as the younger woman's tongue found her drenched hole, then her clit, then back. Maya's hand on the back of Marilynn's head, coaxing her tongue deeper, she felt her thigh's flexing automatically as she fucked, instinctually rocking her pussy back and forth on Marilynn's face.
It was a new experience for both, and when Maya came, Marilynn followed suit in short order. On her knees, her fingers trilling over her clit which felt as big and hard as a marble, shivering at even the slightest touch, Marilynn was a quivering mess of girl goo as Maya let out a low feral groan, ejaculating into Marilynn's mouth.
Marilynn was surprised. She knew some women ejaculated when they orgasmed, but somehow she was thinking this wasn't exactly the same. The older woman's cum was copious, warm, gooey, and musky-sweet, sliding down Marilynn's throat and warming her tummy. Marilynn felt sexy as hell, and looked up to catch Maya's gaze. Their eyes locking in a fiery stare as they rode the back side of their orgasms, returning to Earth at last.
Maya straightened her bra up and buttoned her blouse back up. Marilynn's head was still spinning, as Maya reached into the younger girl's purse, took out her phone and thumbs flying, a minute later handed it back.
"There. I'm in your contacts list. If you're not busy Saturday, I'd love to have you over for an early lunch. Let me know." Maya said.
"Um, okay. I will." Marilynn mumbled, straightening her own things.
"Oh, and feel free to bring a friend... if she's as cute as you." Maya added sardonically.
The whole interlude had happened in five or six minutes time, start to finish. There was the whole contradiction that despite the fact that she was straight, she'd just had incredible bathroom sex with a strange woman. Regret that it hadn't lasted longer. Relief that they hadn't gotten busted by anyone. But more than anything else, longing, for another, more leisurely encounter.
"This is for you." Maya pushed the tiny vial into Marilynn's hand, and with one last lingering kiss she was back out the door and onto the store's sales floor. Composed and elegant, as if the whole encounter had never happened. Marilynn, blinking, noted the rhythmic sway of Maya's hips as she returned to her counter.
Marilynn drove home half in a daze of afterglow. She could still smell and taste Maya, savory on her lips, arousing a lust in her that she hadn't known was there. Ever the practical girl. Never the wild child. Pulling in the driveway the phone went off. Bradley was texting her.
One of the Law Practice partner's wives, had some friends from college visiting from back East, so the beach house was a no-go, but maybe they could go out somewhere nice for dinner.
Marilynn, surprised herself by deflecting, and when Bradley investigatorially pushed her, she only deflected more. She hadn't given Maya an answer one way or another, but she was starting to realize that maybe she didn't have to. Was she a Lesbian now? After only one experience? She thought about her past sexual partners. She'd always been a little bit ambivalent towards cock, but she'd always supposed that much of that had stemmed from her choice of partners.
Her experiences had always ranged from sub-par to near average, if research, and her friend's stories bore any weight. There had certainly never been the fireworks she'd just experienced. But was that just the novelty of the encounter? The taboo of all the rules they'd just gotten away with breaking? The more she thought about it the more confused she became.
She'd changed into her most comfy hoodie and sweatpants. Put on one of her favorite Rom-Com's and poured herself a glass of wine. Her mind wandered and it was hard to concentrate on the movie. Maybe she'd go have a nice long hot shower. Her roommate Celine would be home soon. Somehow washing Maya's scent from her seemed a shame. She licked her lips again unconsciously and softly sighed.
A short time later Celine got home. Marilynn's roommate was the consummation of ginger cuteness. Long, fiery red hair, a generous dose of freckles, a slender medium build with champagne glass B cup breasts that had nipples that, more often than not were set to stun. In fact Celine was so self-conscious about them, that she went out of her way to wear clothing that made them less prevalent.
The whole effect was that of a hot librarian, which coincidentally was what she was. Well, a librarian, anyway. Truth was, Celine was a bit on the shy, quiet side, and had virtually no social life outside of work and Marilynn.
"Wine, huh? Guess I'll have one too. You want a refill?" Celine said perkily.
"Sure..." Marilynn held out her empty glass and Celine took it.
"You look a bit... flustered Mare." Celine commented, filling the glass and handing it back.
"It's been a bit of an odd day..." Marilynn admitted.
"Wanna tell me about it?" Celine prompted plopping down on the couch next to Marilynn, and taking a sip from her glass. "Oooooh! What smells so good? Is that a new perfume? Can I try it?"
"Um, yeah? Okay." Marilynn reached for her purse and rummaged through it. For a second, she thought she might have lost the little vial, but then she found it. She rubbed a bit on Celine's wrist as Maya had done earlier. She could smell the scent, just a little different on Celine. Guess it interacts with everyone's chemistry a little bit differently, she thought to herself.
"Oooooh! I love it!" Celine chirped. "Now, about your day."
Marilynn took a deep breath and a big sip of wine. She began recounting the afternoons events, not exactly as they happened. She wasn't sure how the hot lesbian sex with a stranger part would fly with Celine, and moving up Bradley's cancellation text made more sense, if she was going to go see Maya again.
"So she invited me to lunch at her place. It's up in the canyon, so you know it's not a dump. She even said I could bring a friend if I wanted to. What do you think?" Marilynn lilted. "You in?"
"You said she's really nice? You know I never go anywhere. Might as well." Celine agreed.
"Celine, can I ask you something?" Marilynn began haltingly.
"Sure Mare! What's up?" Celine replied.
