Susan thought of all the things that made her feel good after sex. It had to be great sex too, with another beautiful woman who was attentive to her needs, and into giving and receiving great oral, anal and some submissive stuff thrown in too.
Warm fur, satin sheets, fleece lined slippers and warmed cognac. Susan desired a lover's touch as she caressed her back as they spooned one another, warming each other and softly and deliberately kissed every part of each other's body. A fire smoldering out as the wind whistles through the canyons of the cold city.
She took a moment and looked outside to adjust her thinking past the statistical analysis, the dried, over-thought out concepts of a testosterone deprived man who wanted to make points with his superiors. She was reading the treatment of a documentary project that she was offered. Susan loved shooting documentaries but hated doing the research. She' d much rather hire one of the luscious grad students to do this, but this one involved too much pseudo porn and she'd get in really hot water if the department found out what she was working on when she wasn't teaching or doing university related tasks.
Susan was the program director in a Journalism School for a major university in the east. She had a okay marriage to an artist who loved her for her vibrant personality, but despite his adoration of her sumptuous body, he could not satisfy all her needs.
Susan knew she had a problem with sex. She was always fantasizing about a current or former lover and always looking forward to her next orgasm. She masturbated regularly in the shower stall at her private gym, which was convenient to her office at work. On some occasions she was fortunate enough to share her pleasures with another woman or even an attractive grad student. Susan worked out regularly at the gym and had a very round and firm body, with long brown hair that fell over her sensuous shoulders and well toned arms. She had a proportionate figure, at 5 feet 8 with a beautiful pear shaped ass and firm, medium sized breasts.
She had been commissioned to do a documentary on women's issues, specifically focusing on middle aged women and sexuality. A group of commercial cable execs wanted to see if they could generate some funds with a short salacious series on sex and the middle aged woman. The documentary would discuss the sexual transformation of middle- aged women in America, especially from a vantage point of bisexuality and increasing freedom of sexual expression. It was a tantalizing subject for luscious Susan who was still seeking to meet another woman as horny as she. This hot college professor loved the touch of another woman and yearned to fuck and suck pussy of any age and ethnic group. She had a special affinity for sex with large strap on phalluses and other sex toys.
She took a few hours one afternoon to write a quick personal ad which would be posted to a popular online site asking for women volunteers to share about their sexual fantasies, thoughts and emotions on camera for the documentary. Susan figured her research would take at least a month before she could actually interview the selected candidates with a real crew. In the mean time, she would use her own consumer camera to document all the interviewees, so they could be narrowed down to a select few. A few days went by and Susan had discovered that her ad was yielding a good amount of interested women.
Crystal clicked off the personals website when she heard someone coming down the corridor towards her cubicle. She was supposed to be researching something for the Dean and had to get moving on her real job, not her fantasies. But she couldn't stop smelling the fragrant scent of Andrea's body oils. Andrea worked in the next cubicle and the two women were good friends. The fact that Andrea had just married a total computer geek and seemed happily married, the total opposite of Crystal's idea of bliss, had not dampened their solid friendship. They had too much in common as girlfriends. They loved to go shopping and share their exploits with men. But recently, Crystal brought over some lesbian and bisexual porn vids during their weekend soiree. Stan, Andrea's husband was always working an extra shift at his job on a Saturday, which left the two thirty- year- old women to their own credit cards.
"Crystal, the Dean really wants that research by the end of the week, okay?" Andrea said, as she poked her head into her girlfriend's cubicle. Tomorrow was Friday, and Andrea was looking forward to a shopping spree. Crystal had something else in mind for her close friend Andrea, but also wanted to see if she could participate in this women's documentary.
Crystal discovered that the interviews were being held in another part of the campus. That would make it easier for her to hide any involvement if things got riskè, which she was really hoping for. A professor in the Journalism School was conducting them and scheduled her for an interview for 5:30, just after she finished working her job.
Crystal almost always wore comfortable clothes at work. The dress code at the college was totally casual, so she happened to be in a sleeveless colorful blouse with black stockings and a short skirt. At home she chose to wear more masculine things including work boots sometimes and her favorite leather jacket. Crystal's passion was to dominate another woman, especially an older woman, even someone her Mom's age. She'd been successful with meeting some really deprived women and had made them her submissive in pain and bondage. She'd recently broke up with an older woman who wanted her to move in, but that wasn't anywhere near Crystal's plan. They went their own ways amicably.
Susan had been honest with Crystal in her email reply. She was really searching for older women who were bisexual but would consider meeting her for a drink at a local pub at 5:30. Susan hurried over there by foot, leaving her car in its spot with the intention of coming back in just a few minutes.
Susan was sitting in a small booth and caught Crystal's eye as she entered the darkened bar. Susan had propositioned many grad students in this place and even had a short history with one of the female bartenders who, lucky for Susan, was off that night.
Crystal walked in thinking that Susan may be some older woman, slightly gray with a frumpy body and bad teeth to go along. She wasn't expecting to meet an attractive woman who may just be her next submissive.
Susan spotted Crystal eyeing the bar first and parsing out who she thought may be Susan. Crystal ran her fingers quickly through her shoulder length brown hair, looking around the semi-crowded bar. Susan spied her through her vodka glass and then took the initiative and waved her over. Susan decided to stand up and greet the young woman when she approached.
"Crystal, thanks for meeting me her, on such short notice," Susan could be so cordial, almost to a fault and came off as insincere many times. Crystal saw right through the veneer of cordiality and took off her jacket, exposing her strong shoulders and smooth olive brown skin. Crystal was part Italian and Greek, a rare mix in this small college town.
"Thank you for seeing me and letting me find out more about your doc project!" Crystal answered, as she looked around for a waitress. She desperately wanted a whiskey and a beer. Crystal could hold her liquor with the best of them.
After ordering and offering another round for Susan, they chatted about the university but Crystal didn't want Susan to know too much about her, so she was deceptively oblique with her answers to Susan's first personal questions.
"As I told you in the email, my client really wants this to focus on older, mid aged women who can be candid about their sexuality and experiences," Susan restated to the young woman.
"I realize I may not fit into the mold that your client is searching for, but I may be able to offer you a resource that will be very valuable indeed for your research," Crystal said, coyly.
"And what type of 'resource' are we talking about exactly," Susan asked inquisitively.
"Well, I happen to enjoy pleasuring many older women, and have a few numbers of some very sexy and available women who are in the exact age range you're seeking,"
"And what do you get out of this, if I may ask?" Susan was really hooked now. She imagined that Crystal was going to be slightly offended when she found out that she was too young to participate in the actual research.
"Why don't you come back to my place and I'll give you a firsthand demonstration of my cunninglinguistic talents, if you don't like what you see and feel, then I'll leave you alone. But remember, I do have more than a few contacts of women who will be interested in talking about their sex lives on camera," Crystal had more in mind than just sucking some pussy tonight, her instincts told her that Susan was a submissive woman and she'd make her beg to be taken any way the young dominatrix could imagine.
"Sounds good, let's go!" Susan said, taking the bait.
"I 'll gladly drive you home afterwards if you want, how far away do you live Susan?" Crystal asked as they walked towards her small sedan.
"Are you always this upfront with yourself, or is it just around college professors and women past 40?" Susan inquired, feeling a bit weird about going back to this young woman's apartment after only a few drinks.
