I had invited Ava to dinner at my house. We'd worked together for about six months and I thought her gorgeous. She had a dirty sense of humor and a wicked body to go with it -- long legs, fantastic tits if her low cut tops were any indication, and long, chestnut colored hair. She always wore red lipstick and matching nail polish. We'd been friendly, even sharing a few naughty jokes with the guys at work. I was more than curious about her, which was a new thing for me since I'd always only swung one way -- towards men. So, I thought I'd invite her home for dinner since my husband was away on a business trip and see where my curiosity would lead, if anywhere.
We made dinner while enjoying a bottle of wine. The dinner was good; the second bottle of wine after dinner on the sofa was better. I don't want to blame what happened next on the wine. That would be an excuse and I want no excuses. It may have loosened inhibitions but they were inhibitions that wanted to be released. It turns out that Ava loves women. She loves men too but she really enjoys women. She wasn't sure if I would reciprocate.
Ava started it. She had taken her finger and was running it around the rim of her wineglass, dipping it in slightly and flicking her tongue across her finger, tasting the wine. I couldn't help but watch. Who wouldn't? It was sexy as hell, watching the tip of her finger disappear into her red painted mouth. I think she enjoyed seeing me watch her. When she touched her wine stained finger to my lip, my tongue darted out for a taste. I don't think I could've stopped myself if I had wanted to. She did it again. Again I tasted. When she took her finger and ran it across her lips, I felt an intense rush of heat through my pussy. I bent over to run my tongue across her bottom lip and then suddenly unsure, I pulled back.
She wasn't suffering from the same insecurity that I was. Ava had been hoping for this. She ran her hands through my hair and pulled me back towards her, brushing her lips across mine. Her lips were soft and still tasted of wine. When my tongue met hers, I moaned. Her hands were running down my spine and back around to touch my face while she kissed me.
I reached up to touch her long mane of hair and she deepened the kiss, pulling me towards her more by cupping her hands around my ass while laying back, bringing us both together with me on top. I'd never been this close to another woman before. I'd never laid this close to another woman before. Never felt the softness underneath me like this.