Several days later Joanne came over to begin the interior decoration. I was intrigued with the lovely tall blonde. She was very smart and knowledgeable and I liked her, and her ideas. Her estimate was very satisfactory and we began the redecoration immediately. She was over almost every day to make sure that the workmen did the job to her specifications. She was very good with the workmen she had recommended, and who had worked with her before. They were taken with her too, and tried to always give their best. The work went well and very swiftly. As each room was finished I was amazed at how beautiful and stylish it looked. Joanne was a wonder.
I took her out to dinner one evening, as the redecoration was almost finished. I picked a restaurant that was intimate and cozy, and had the best food in the city. The maitre d’ knew her and welcomed us with smiles and bows. We chatted about the work and I told her how pleased I was with the work and her beautiful touches. She smiled and thanked me. She wore a beautiful dress that was low cut and showed her beautiful breasts to the best advantage. When she leaned over I could see almost to the nipples and it kept me aroused.
“You like my breasts?” She asked casually.
“Yes, I couldn’t help but notice with your low cut dress.” I laughed. “I’ve been caught. Guilty as charged!”
“I’d heard that you admired them.” She said looking me in the eye.
“Well that had to have come from Amanda or Sue. Have those two been telling tales out of school again?” I said keeping eye contact.
“Actually Amanda told me. She is a truly beautiful woman isn’t she?” She leaned closer. “And a very intimate, and a very close friend.”
“Well she told you correctly. You do have lovely breasts. I admit staring at them. If Amanda told you I liked them, I imagine she told you that she, Sue and I were very intimate the other evening.” I said softly lest anyone overhear our conversation.
“She said that during a very erotic experience you thought of me and wished I could be there to join you three. I wished I had known and could have been there. I have been attracted to you too. Amanda and Sue are both very discrete and would have never mention my Sapphic side to you or anyone else.” She said leaning close. I loved her subtle perfume, and being so close, I could see her beautiful breasts at close range. I got a glimpse of her brown aureoles and a quick glimpse of a nipple. I thought I saw a gleam of gold, but it was so fleeting I wasn’t sure. She wore a chemise under her dress, no bra. “Tell me, do you usually go bra-less or is it just around me? The other day when we were conferring, you had on that beautifully tailored suit with no bra on under it. I don’t imagine you usually do that around men unless you are planing a seduction.” I asked.
She smiled and pointed a finger at me. “Guilty as charged. No, when I have men clients I always wear a bra and a blouse that’s discrete. I usually wear that around most women too. You got under my skin. You’re a very sensual woman. This was before Amanda told me your little secret. I did want to see your reaction to it. I’m very selective who I’m trying to, not seduce, but shall we say sound out.” She said smiling at me. She straightened up a little as the waiter filled our glasses. I caught his eyes glancing down at her low dress line.
“Did Amanda tell you how I found out her little secret?” I asked as the waiter left.
“Yes. I’m surprised she didn’t know that. I certainly did. In my business there are others who even use scanners to try to find out business secrets. I’m very selective which phones I use for certain types of orders, and also certain intimate conversations. My cellular phone and the phone in my office have scramblers on them for certain conversations. I have to be very discrete also; Amanda told you my husband is a judge. Imagine what an improper phone conversation I might make could do to his reputation.”
“I can imagine. Does he know this other side of you?” I asked.
“Yes, he knew before we married. I have always been discrete, very discrete. Before we became engaged I told him. He is a very liberated man, and told me he had no objection as long as I was very discrete. I tell him the intimate details of the affairs, but never who is involved, and he does not want to know. It could affect his judgment if someone I’d been intimate with came before his court in any type of court case, pro or con.
“He dearly loves for me to tell him the most intimate details. Most men are turned on, as I’m sure you know, by the thoughts of two women making love. Every porno video has a lesbian scene in it. If they are secure in their manhood, it is no threat to them. He is very secure in his manhood, not overly, but secure. I think you would like him. He has a great sense of humor, and would find you a woman he could be comfortable to be around.” Joanne said laying her hand on my arm.
I thanked her for the complement. The rest of the meal was wonderful. She has a quick wit and good sense of humor laced with a almost devilish mischievous. She told me of her eight-year-old twin girls, and naturally showed me pictures of them. They are beautiful girls. We kissed lightly as we parted, two women giving each other a quick kiss.
Finally the redecoration was finished. Joanne and I walked from room to room. She had a clipboard in hand and checked off each detail in each room, and asked if I had any comments. She made a few suggestions for furnishings, paintings, etc. to enhance the rooms further. I too had a note pad and wrote each one down.
Her suggestions were always eye opening. I marveled at her discerning eye. I also marveled at her grace and sensuous body, but she was all business as we finalized the job. When we were through, we sat on the new long sofa in the living room and she went over the billing with me, and I signed off on the job. I was exhausted yet exhilarated. The redecorating was done. The smell of new paint, new carpet was still in the air.
“Joanne, you have done an outstanding piece of work here. You are a true master of your craft. I told Amanda that I was not trying to outdo the job you did for her, but I really think you equaled if not out did it. The house is - well superlatives just don’t do the job justice. Thank you. You are a true artist.” I said then leaned over and panted a light kiss on her lovely full lips. I had wanted to do that for so long.
She kissed me back. It almost took my breath away. Just a simple kiss, but I was overwhelmed by it. She pulled back a long moment later. “Thank you, it not often that a lovely woman inspires me to really go beyond what I usually do, and you did inspire me. You are such a beautiful woman, in body and in spirit. You brought out the best in me. Amanda did the same when I worked on her house. In both cases it was a work of love. I found my mind working overtime to try and bring out the very best in your house, and the furnishings to match your superb beauty. I did some things that I have never tried before, with you in mind, they worked and worked beautifully.” She said leaning over and kissing me softly.
Her hand went behind my head and lightly held our lips in contact. Her full lips were soft and inviting. Her tongue slid out and brushed my lips sending a shiver down my spine. I melted. If she had asked me for the deed to the house at that moment I would have signed it over to her in a heartbeat. I put my hand on her shoulder and drew her to me. Our breasts touched and I felt her shudder.
By mutual consent, we moved together on the couch and she leaned back pulling me to her. I slid my hand down and cupped her breast and stroked it. She slid her tongue into my mouth. Our tongues fenced and explored lightly. Her subtle erotic/exotic perfume overwhelmed me.
She pulled back slightly and gazed into my eyes. ”I don’t have any appointments for the rest of the day. Do you have any pressing engagements?”
“If I did they would have to just wait. I hope you are thinking what I’m thinking.” I managed to say, my voice husky with passion.
“If you aren’t then I will have to rape you. God, I want you! Now! Here! Is the door locked?” She asked reaching up and cupping my face between her hands. Her hands were hot.
“Yes, I always keep it locked. I locked it to keep you here. I won’t let you leave till we’ve made love. I feel like a schoolgirl. I’m so wet. My insides are mush.” I gasped, knowing how foolish I sounded.
“Me too. Lets neck, pet, and then make out. I’m so wet too. I’ll bet my panties are soaked. I’ll let you find out though.” She said with a little naughty smile.
We moved together again and kissed and began to caress each other. It was like two teenagers instead of two grown women. She kissed me and her hand slid down the front of my dress and into my bra to stroke my breast. I stroked her breasts, her hair and back. We kissed for a very long time then slowly removed blouses and bras. When I removed hers my eyes widened. Her breasts were round, full, and in each nipple was a small gold ring. It was so unexpected. I had always associated it with women of a rather dubious character. I kissed the nipple licking it and feeling the small gold ring against my tongue. It was very erotic.
“Your breasts are superb. Amanda told me they were beautiful, but I had no idea they were this beautiful.” She said as she took my bra off and kissed my breasts softly and almost reverently.
