I was at the office when Sabrina let me know that my sister was on line two. We chatted for just a few minutes when she asked if I’d found the surprise she had placed in my pocketbook. I carry a rather monster size bag. I peered inside my bag and immediately spied what Meagan was referring to – one of our new anal plugs in a see thru plastic bag.
“And what is it you expect me to do with that?” I feigned over the phone.
“I expect you to go into the ladies room right now and put it in,” was Meagan’s tart response.
“Here? You’re not serious,” I retorted.
“I’m absolutely serious. You’ll find some lube in the bag. Call me back when it’s done,” she said as the receiver registered a dial tone. It was one thing to go without bra and panties as Meagan was now asking me to do, but here she was requiring me to put the new anal plug up my ass at work.
She had made me wear a plug most of the weekend around the house, becoming accustomed to it as I moved around doing household chores. As I mentioned before, Meagan requires that I remain nude like her when we are at home and she would often ask me to bend over to insure I had not slipped it out.
I was surprised that it wasn’t uncomfortable at all as I moved around and even sat watching television. The plugs are designed not to slip out and I became extremely aroused most of the day.
Meagan and I have both discovered how sensitive my ass is and I love it when she plays with me back there with our vibrators, dildos, fingers and especially her tongue.
I carried my bag into the restroom, carefully washed off the plug and then coated it with the lube she had packed. It slid easily into my asshole which Meagan had been stretching for the last few days in anticipation of the fucking she promised me with our new strapon.
I felt delightfully naughty as I called her back moments later to tell her I had done what she asked.
It was about mid afternoon when Maggie, the woman from the boutique shop, called and asked if Meagan and I would like to stop by the Wine Loft, the little wine bar Meagan had visited that catered to same sex couples. I told her we’d be delighted and immediately called Meagan to share my news. Meagan said she’d just meet us there after work.
I had told Maggie that I would be right over after a stop over at the gym. While I went thru some aerobics that afternoon, my mind was a million miles away as I thought about my encounter at her shop. How she stared at me as I undressed in front of my first woman other than my sister. I took a shower, letting the suds run over my body as I squeezed a nipple between my fingers. Between the thoughts of making love to Maggie and the plug that I wore most of the afternoon, I was extremely horny.
I quickly redressed putting back on the skirt and blouse I had worn to work earlier in the day. I left one more button undone on my blouse providing ample room to see my breasts barely covered by the sheer top. I had felt naughty all day just wearing the top into work that subtly betrayed the contours of my breast and my nipples. It did draw a few looks from my boss and the other girls in the office but no one said anything to me. I’m sure I was the talk with Sabrina and Margie, my fellow employees, when my back was turned.
Meagan was already there when I arrived and quickly ordered us a Merlot as we waited for Maggie to arrive.
“You still have in the plug?” Meagan asked as I shot her a look.
“I didn’t wear it to the gym Meagan!” I paused just a few seconds before adding, “But I did feel like a real slut walking around dressed like that with a device up my twat in front of everyone.”
“You are a slut,” Meagan fired back, noticing my shirt undone at the top.
Maggie arrived looking ravishing. She was as pretty as I remembered as she pulled up a chair on the outside patio as the three of us chatted. We must have had three or four glasses before I excused myself to the ladies room.
When I returned, Meagan was gone. “Where’d my sister go?” I inquired looking around the bar.
“She said she had a couple of errands to run. Besides, it’ll give me a chance to get to know you better,” Maggie smiled back.
I returned to my seat and Maggie and I began discussing a little bit of our personal life before the discussion turned to sex and how we both became lesbians. Maggie had been married and met a woman down at her tennis club. While her affair did not break up their marriage, when she divorced she just began seeing women.
I shared with her my story how Meagan had at first blackmailed me into sex. But I realized now, that I was not as reluctant as I had first let on. As I discussed with her my transition from a straight woman into a committed lesbian, I felt her foot graze my leg. Casually at first, her toes softy and slowly traced the contours of my leg, sliding slowly down as they rested on mine after I had removed the heels.
Maggie’s foot play and my earlier horniness was driving me into a frenzy and when I admitted that all the wine we had drunk was going to my head, she suggested perhaps a light snack back her apartment.
“I love this place because its easy walking distance to my apartment. Let’s go get a bite to eat. I’ll make you dinner and then I’ll bring you back to your car,” she said as she leaned over and tugged at my arm.
I knew while the invitation to dinner was sincere, I would likely be the main course. That was at least what I hoped for as I felt my pussy getting wet at the thought.
Maggie called for the check and the two of us made our way out of the bar. I was carrying my heels in my right hand as Maggie somewhat held me up. I didn’t realize how much we had drank or the effect it was having on me as I felt my tongue a little thick and somewhat unsteady on my feet. Maggie slipped her arm around my waist as we walked up the street.
Maggie had a beautiful apartment as she escorted me to the kitchen where she prepared me a tall glass of ice water. She made us a salad that we both consumed, picking up our conversation from earlier.
Minutes later, we retreated to her den where she put on some light jazz and turned off the overhead lamp leaving on a small lamp on the end table.
Maggie set next to me on the loveseat, taking my hand in hers as she continued to talk to me. Then the conversation stopped and the time for talking was over as she stared into my eyes. As her head moved toward mine, I closed my eyes and felt her warm soft lips envelope mine.
Her kiss seemed much more forceful that Meagan’s as she sought out my tongue, sucking it back into her mouth. I felt Maggie’s hand slip inside my shirt, her hand wrapping around my breast as she squeezed gently before taking my nipple into her fingers, pulling, rubbing.
I felt her unbutton my blouse, remove it, and within seconds my skirt as well. In just a minute I was completely naked in the arms of my new lover who was still fully dressed. Her kisses slid down to my neck, where she sucked and licked before settling on my breasts. Her hot breath and warm mouth was all over my young flesh as she kissed, licked, and sucked at my nipples.
“Oh Maggie, that feels so good. Suck my tits, my nipples,” I groaned as she worked them with her tongue. She gently bit my nipples as she sucked them hard as I felt her hand move to my lap and began rubbing my smooth hairless pussy. Her fingers found their way to my wet hole as she inserted her fingers in, pushing and probing gently as I spread my legs wider for her.
“You don’t know how I thought about this all weekend pet. Ever since you came into my shop the other day, I’ve wanted you. But you knew that didn’t you?” she moaned into my breast as she continued to lick me there.
“Yea,” was my soft reply as I gave into her advance.
“And you were teasing me, taunting me with your body. You knew how turned on I was getting showing yourself off to me like that. You a little tease baby? You like to tease older women?” Maggie kept on.
“Yea,” I admitted again feeling her probe my pussy with her fingers. Her thumb rubbing against my clit as she continued to lick and suck on my throbbing nipples.
