Southern Nights 03. – Going south.
The distant humming of the jet engines was a comfortable and almost dizzying background noise that made Mary feel quite sleepy. Sleepy and very relaxed. Probably because she had been through some very intense days of work and preparations, and the exhaustion hit back on her now. Not too much, but quite unmistakingly.
And she definitely had no reason to be sleepy or tired... or bored... or anything at all. Actually she should be jumping up and down the aisle in sheer joy and ecstasy... tear the door to the cockpit open and yell 'YESSSSS!!' with full lungs. Wouldn't be too smart though, with terrorist alerts and all that, so it was better to settle with an inner feeling of tingling happiness... after all. Anyway that's what life is all about, right?!? Happiness!
And the main reason for her happiness was sitting right there beside her, and had just for the mpht time whispered 'I love you' into her ear. Significant in
any
random selection!
They had just shared a deep and passionate kiss, and were now sitting back enjoying the very fact that they were there... together. And that they were on their way to the long awaited holiday. Finally! To the southern beach, with the palms, the Margueritas and the warm, salt breeze from the sea.
And to what she hoped would be the most exciting and satisfactory erotic experience of her life! In every sense of the word. If everything would continue the same way as it had so far. From the fantastic start. The start with a bang! Every time her thought went back to it she felt a glowing itch in her groin. A knot in her belly so sweet it was almost painful. But oh-so-powerful in its way of reminding her what was in store for her. If she would be able to continue playing her cards right.
Yawn! The steady buzzing from ventilation and engines really was dizzying, and she felt herself drift into a kind of slumber as her thoughts went back to that fantastic start. That promise of an entirely new life. A life filled with satisfaction. The kind of satisfaction
she
needed. As much as she would ever want! Something tailor- made for
her
. For her only. At last.
Although she had been single for so many years, she still felt that she had always had to adjust herself and her life according to other people around her. The job had taken a lot, obviously. Most of it, actually. She had worked very hard on her career for the last ten years... at least. But also family and friends wanted their share. And like a typical woman of her time, she had done her best to meet all obligations – real and imaginary - as good as possible. And she had been happy with it. It was only the past two years that the idea of looking more after herself had taken root. That she really should focus more on her own wishes and needs. And especially try to do something to sate her growing appetite for sexual satisfaction. Feelings that had been more or less asleep for so many years. Or rather just burning under the surface, somehow. Until they kind of broke through, and demanded a fair share of her life. Feelings so strong and enduring they took her by surprise.
Feelings that finally drove her all the way to the decision to try her luck with this ad she had been working on.
And see! Her wishes had come through before she had even been able to put down what they actually were. In the shape of this lovely young girl, this adorable darling who had promised to please her with all her efforts for as long as she could take it! She still found it hard to believe, somehow. Even though she had had som hard evidence, definitely statistically significant! Actually right on the expected value!!
She hadn't had sex with the girl since that one, beautiful night, although she felt that the girl had enjoyed it just as much as herself. She had experienced two heart- shattering orgasms, the last one well after midnight. And the passion had been built more on the heat of the situation than the way the girl had worked her inexperienced tongue. With some training and soothing guidance her technical skills would probably come along in no time. But it was her total commitment to the task of pleasing her that really got her. It was so exciting she could orgasm almost from the mental impact of the whole scene. This lovely girl, down between her spread legs, devouring her pussy, really
serving
it... serving
her
... and enjoying doing it possibly even more than she enjoyed receiving it! Yeah! She could feel it in every nerve of her body.
Still... going away with her on a one week trip like this was an entirely different thing. Obviously. She had to remind herself that the girl was still pretty much a child... deep inside. She would need to get used to the thought, and the expectations her adult partner would have. For this she would surely needed some time still.
It was hard, but Mary knew that it was important for her to 'stay away' for the rest of the time up until their trip together. And even leave her alone with her thoughts and feelings. She knew she did the right thing from the simple fact that the girl did nothing to initiate further sexual encounters. Not that she avoided her or something. She just clearly needed this time to think. As simple as that. If she decided not to go with her, there was nothing much she could do to make her change her mind. So she would have to keep the interest up. Work on it on the right level, so to speak, and do nothing to discourage her. Simply play a little hard to get, although they both knew how that was. But if she could do it right, she surely would be amply rewarded.
And she had succeeded! The girl was sitting right next to her. Right here, right now! With exactly the same kind of anticipation as herself. Still shy... still a little insecure. But yet the same wonderful young thing that had pleasured her so intensely back that first night they had been together.
Oh that first night! She felt the sweet itching in her groin every time her thought just touched into it. As soon as they were installed in their room, the girl would have to deal with that immediately! And for a long time!
The thought of everything they would do as soon as they were alone together... It was almost unreal. Still now. Her head was spinning with ideas, one kinkier than the next. And now it was all only a few hours away!
She looked over at her again, wanting to see this deep affection in those wonderful eyes still one more time. Those promises of things to come. She discovered that the sweet darling had just dozed off. Her head was in the process of slipping down at her shoulder. Such a trustful little thing! Definitely her kind of girl!
What seemed to have worked best was to play the role of the modern seductive temptress. Appeal to her senses the same way she would do to a man. Almost. The times they had met in between she had made sure to wear her best suits, set up her hair properly and in general try to look as good as possible. But maintaining her style of the confident lady executive, the well- travelled woman who knew her ways around and could get what she wanted. Mixing her cool sensuality with a kind of professional innocence that could get even the toughest of men onto the hook. If that had been the point. And it certainly worked also in that respect. By showing off more than usual of her erotic sides, she attracted attention to such an extent that she almost felt harassed. Actually it was kind of wonderful to get back home and dress down into her simple robe. But it had worked. The girl seemed to be thoroughly on the hook. Exactly where she wanted her.
Enough so to do anything to be with her. Even to go away with her for a full week. Just somewhere. Which meant giving herself totally over to her, with no real escape, at least not one with any kind of face- saving alternatives.
She had even lied to her mother to get the opportunity. What kind of retreat would that give her if things should go wrong? Non whatsoever. And she knew that just as much as Mary. And it was the decisive point. If she could get the courage to do that, she could do anything. And that was just what Mary needed to know and see. This girl being willing to do anything. Absolutely anything. For her.
She had used several opportunities to show off those small, erotic details that she knew would get the blood boiling on any person who would like her type of a mature lady. Dark silk stockings with broad, dark crisp seams, held up with thin, grey- brownish straps. Straps disappearing up under a tailor-made business skirt with a black, lacy and very sexy underskirt. All seemingly innocent and accidentally, but still combined with those short flashes of seductive eyes back at her, saying clearer than a thousand words that she knew the youngster liked what she saw, and that she would love to let her have the goodies!
