"We are not partners." She said, "You are not partners with Sarah Brooks."
"This way partner." I said
Sarah drove, I rode, the air conditioner hummed and her tanned legs grew longer every time she pumped the clutch pedal. She was in a pale blue button front blouse with short sleeves; nicely pressed but totally out of character for her. She wore cream-colored Bermuda shorts with coordinated sandals. No jewelry and no makeup. Her short mousy hair was as neatly styled as possible but it still had this sort of wild fly-a-way look.
We pulled into a suburban address on Oakmont Circle, definitely an upper-class location. The place was large with a four-car garage on the side. There was one garage door open and Sarah pulled the car inside without hesitation. She checked her appearance in the rear view mirror and said, "Lets go."
The door to the house opened to reveal a woman in her early forties. Her hand reached first for a white switch panel and pushed a button lowering the garage door. Next her hand extended to Sarah. "I expected you would come alone." She said.
"I'm sorry," Sarah offered. "This is Chuck. I like to feel safe when I meet someone for the first time. I'm sure you understand."
"I guess." She said. "Come in, please. We sat in a small cozy room filled with sunlight from a wall of glass. The room was filled with potted plants and antiques and the walls were covered in art. We had drinks and the two of them chatted for nearly an hour. I sat quiet and casually let my eyes hunt for bugs crawling on the leaves.
The conversation was strained because obviously the two had no similar life experiences to share. Sarah finally stood and asked the woman, I over heard her name was Blair, to show her around the house. I accurately guessed that it was her was of saying it was time to move on and where is the bedroom.
Sarah took Blair's hand as they walked through he house. I followed quietly behind. When they entered the master suite Blair looked at Sarah and asked. "Will he wait for you or should we find him a chair in here?"
Sarah looked at me and answered. "I just recently found out that he likes to watch."
"Crawl under a Hibiscus bush one time and you're labeled a peeping Tom for ever." I said and Sarah gave me a look that said if I spoke again I would endure the wrath of Thor.
I sat in a comfortable armchair next to a table with a lamp and magazines. Well. If I get bored, I thought.
Sarah led Blair to the bed and began to unbutton her blouse. As Blair sat down, Sarah slipped every button slowly through its hole and gradually she pulled it free of the waistband if her shorts and slipped it from her shoulders, letting it flutter to the floor. She stood there in a lace bra that cupped the underside of her small breasts with the tops of her nipples slightly revealed. Blair looked on as she let one hand press lightly between her legs over of her skirt.
Sarah slipped off her shoes and Blair reached for the buttons on her own blouse. Sarah immediately took hold of her hand. "Wait." She asked. "I would like to do that." Blair lowered her hands back to her lap. Sarah unbuttoned her shorts, unzipped them and folded them open. Silk bikini panties were visible. She slid them over her hips and stepped out of them one leg at a time, and dropped them.
She stood still and Blair was admiring her amazing body. She pushed her thumbs into the top of her panties and rolled them to mid hip and stopped, then a bit farther. They were in a tight roll directly across her sex. Her bare smooth mound showed clearly. She was teasing Blair and Blair was visibly aroused. She turned to face me. She looked directly at me and leaned forward thrusting her perfect ass toward Blair.
Blair reached for Sarah and Sarah let her take hold of her panties and ease them down and off. But when Clair leaned farther wanting to place a kiss on that sweet rear, Sarah stood and turned back to her. "Just what did you thing you was going to do?" Sarah asked.
Blair was in a trance and didn't answer. Sarah lifted Blair and began to unbutton her top. She did it slowly and let her fingers rub against Blair's breasts. She pulled the top off and tossed it aside. Blair had nice full medium sized tits and Sarah cupped them and squeezed them within her soft cotton bra. Sarah reached behind Blair pulling them as close as they had yet been. She leaned in and kissed her host a soft but passionate kiss and pushed her tongue between Blair's lips. She held the kiss as she released the snaps and pulled the bra over Blair's shoulders and down her arms. She held it up then let it fall from her fingertips.
Sarah looked down and saw Blair was wearing loafers. "Kick you shoes off." She instructed. Blair slid off both shoes and let her feet push them out of the way. Sarah slipped two fingers into the waist of Blair's slacks. She let her fingers slip as far down as possible. She moved them across Blair's stomach letting them brush the top of per panties. Blair leaned her head on Sarah's shoulder and closed her eyes; her breathing was erratic.
I'm sure I saw Sarah smile. She slipped free the button of Blair's slacks and tugged on the zipper. I don't know if it was the sound or the zipper or feeling Sarah's hand so near her sex but Blair moaned into Sarah's neck. Her slacks were eased over her hips and they fell to the carpet. Blair was a true beauty. Slim tan body with a tight rump and erect breasts.
Sarah pushed Blair into a sitting position then knelt and pulled the pants free. She stood and looked at Blair. "You are beautiful." She said.
Blair was in a trance. She didn't or couldn't respond. "Alright then." Sarah said. "Up on the bed with you." Blair raised a knee and used her foot to push herself onto the center of the bed. Sarah eased up beside her and was resting on he knees. She let her hands slide over Blair's shoulders and along her sides, massaging her breasts, caressing her stomach. "Take you panties off for me." Sarah instructed.
Blair let her hands find the top of them and she tugged them over her hips; she drew her knees near and her panties were free. Sarah took them and brought them to her face. "They're very wet." Sarah said and Blair just looked on. "Should I take that as a complement?" Sarah asked. Blair just nodded her agreement. Sarah tossed them over her shoulder.
Sarah moved to between Blair's legs and her fingers began to caress her inner thighs, slowly traveling from knee to crotch and back again. Each pass caused Blair to move her legs wider until her legs were touching both sides of the bed. Sarah knelt down and kissed her naval. She let her tongue rim it and Blair's stomach twitched each time.
Blair brought her hand to the top of Sarah's head and Sarah reached for it and placed it on the bed, then her fingers gently fondled that hand. She looked at Blair and said. "I know how to drive, baby."
Sarah lowered her mouth to Blair's sex and placed a kiss right on her protruding clit and Blair bucked her hips and gasped. Sarah sucked on it and her tongue began to flick if rapidly. Blair rolled her hips in small circles and grunted. She gasped for air when Sarah pulled off of her. "No," she moaned.
"All in good time." Sarah said. She took Claire's legs and pushed them to her chest and then apart. She lowered again and ran he tongue from Blair's clit down between her swollen lips, pausing at her entrance and then she lowered even farther and gently licked Blair's back door. Blair started humping again and a long low moan left her lips.
Sarah inched back up and her lips opened Blair like a flower and she pushed her tongue into her. She forced it deep and sucked it back and pushed again. Blair was expelling fluid and Sarah's face was coated. She fucked Blair like that for ten minutes and Blair rode out an amazing orgasm. Sarah all but ignored it and just continued to use her tongue as a dick to fuck this woman.
Blair was wet with sweat and her legs were now motionless on the bed. Sarah withdrew her tongue and turned her attention back to the now erect clit. She lowered her mouth back on it and sucked in into her mouth. She pressed her mouth down on Blair and Blair gasped. "Fuck......Holy.......Shhhhhh..." Blair uttered.
Her legs rose into the air and wrapped around Sarah's head and she bucked through a climax like I've never seen. She had both hands full of Sarah's hair. Her head was bent forward at a painful angle as she tried to watch what Sarah was doing to her.
Sarah held that clit captive until Blair had finally dropped her head back on the bed. Her legs lost grip and leveled back to her sides. Her fingers were the last to turn loose and when they did Blair just kept running her fingers through Sarah's hair and then rubbing the back of her head. Finally she was just using a single hand to gently pat her head. "Fuck me." She said.
Sarah got up and went to the bathroom. Blair turned her head toward me and smiled. When Sarah came out of the bathroom she walked not to the bed but to me. Standing beside me she said. " So, I suppose you will be incorrigible from now on?"
I looked up and said. "You got me like a Bass on a sharp hook."
She had a washcloth and a small towel in her hands when she returned to the bed. She moved Blair's legs apart and placed the warm wet cloth onto her sex. She waited and then used her fingers to slowly slide the cloth over her pussy and along her inner thighs. She passed it over her abdomen and then used the towel to dry her off.
"I suppose it would be very unfair to ask you to do that again?" Blair asked.
"Not if you can multiply by hundred my two." Sarah said.
"I am very good at math." Blair said.
Sarah took the towels and tossed them toward the bathroom door. "So much for these." She leaned in and kissed her on the mouth.
