Chapter 7 A Little Bit of Exhibitionism
Nothing occurred between the two women on Friday. They devoted their attention to shopping and other domestic tasks.
On Saturday morning, Jane called. Finding out that Beth had no particular plans, she invited her neighbour to her house later afternoon. She was expecting a call from Tom around 1:00. Their conversations usually lasted about an hour.
"Come around 3:00 o'clock. Okay?" Jane suggested.
"I'll make us a meatball and ravioli casserole and bring it over," Beth suggested.
"Excellent!" Jane said happily. "Now I don't have to cook! You are such a sweetheart."
As Beth proceeded to make the promised dish, she wondered when Bob would finally called her. So far, they had kept in touch through test messages but it had been impossible for him to make a call without being rushed about it. On those messages, she had dropped hints that she and Jane had been 'spending more time together' than usual. As per their agreement, she gave him no further details until he came home.
As the hour of her 'appointment' with Jane approached, Beth decided to dress in the way that Jane expected of her, that is, scantily, sexily with no bra and no panty. She was dressed in her 'sex uniform', a short skirt that she had worn in years and a tank top thin enough to allow her large nipples to push easily against the material. She no longer even thought about wearing a bra or a panty.
When Beth opened the door, a gush of wind lifted her skirt. The last thing she wanted was to have her bare ass and bald pussy exposed for her neighbours to see. She perched the casserole on her right hand and tried to hold down her skirt with her left hand. Making sure no one was looking in her direction, phone in hand, she waited for a lull in the wind before quickly running across the yard and knocking on Jane's door. The two women had an unspoken agreement to knock on the door as a way of announcing their arrival whereas doorbells were for everyone else.
Jane must have seen her coming over because the door opened just as Beth was to knock on it. Jane was laughing too. Jane stuck her head, quickly looked left then right, and then opened the door wide enough for Beth to slip in. Beth understood why she hid herself behind the door because she was dressed in a see-through chemise and hot pants.
As soon as the door clicked shut, Jane gathered Beth into her arms and pressed her against the door. She began to kiss Beth aggressively, her hands gradually traveling down the smaller woman's back until the reach the hem of her short skirt. Jane put her hands under the hem where she discovered Beth's cute little bare butt and squeezed them.
Beth was entirely cooperative. At first, she put her arms around her tall friend's shoulders and lifted her lips to meet Jane's mouth. She enjoyed the protective warmth of Jane's body against her own small frame. She lifted her lips upward to meet Jane's mouth. Then the two women kissed each other hungrily and ardently. Beth could tell that Jane was smiling. Their duelling tongues reflected their mutual ardour. The yearning of their bodies were plain to both women.
"Let me put my phone down," Beth said breathlessly. Making out with two hands was much better than making out with one. They embraced again. This time, Jane grasped Beth's bottom firmly and lifted her. Jane's action allowed Beth to get a stronger hold on Jane's shoulders and wrap her little legs around the bigger woman's waist.
The bigger woman was physically overpowering. The smaller woman enjoyed the feeling of letting someone else control her body and setting the pace. Then they resumed their ardent kissing and mutual fondling. All else was forgotten for now.
As strong as Jane was, she was still just a regular middle-aged housewife who could not bear Beth's weight for more than a few minutes. Carrying Beth, she staggered towards and the couch where she relaxed her grip around Jane's waist and helped her land on her feet.
Beth nodded toward the couch. Beth sat down waiting to see what her lover would do next. She had decided in that moment to let Jane play the role of her mistress.
Jane sat beside her and drew Beth into her arms. Once again, they kissed, seemingly continuing from where they had left off. Beth couldn't believe how hot she was feeling in the arms of another woman. Her long nipples were sticking out and felt almost painfully hard. So far, however, Jane had made no specific attempt to touch them and exploit their sensitivity to her advantage.
Jane as in a similar state of excitement. Her somewhat smaller nipples looked like hard pebbles.
Jane had also made no attempt to stroke her pussy. But if she had, she would have found her little friend was totally wet down there. Astoundingly, Beth's body was already ready to capitulate to her mistress. She would allow her neighbour to do with her whatever she wished, within reason of course. She revelled in the idea of being her mistress' sex doll. She yearned to see where Jane would take her. She couldn't believe how much tension had built up and how much she was looking forward to in the days to come. Her need for sexual release had actually intensified over the last few days. She no longer cared that sexual gratification was going to come from a woman.
Beth became even more excited when Jane's hand slipped under blouse and started playing with her tits. When Jane pulled on her nipples, she groaned and arched her body in a motion that shoved her tit into the other woman's grasping hand. She showed her appreciation by thrusting her little tongue as deep into Jane's mouth as it would go. She almost orgasmed. She was wound up so much.
Jane drew back from both the kiss and the embrace. Beth smiled. "I always figured you to be one hot little mama," she told her, "but I didn't you realize how much of a sexual animal you really are. I tell you what, Beth. You make your mistress happy first and then I'll reward you with an experience you've not yet had."
Beth nodded her head vigorously. She decided to go along and play the role her 'mistress' had just assigned to her. She would do almost anything to make her mistress happy, especially if she would get a good cum as her reward.
Jane shifted her position on the couch and laid one of her beautiful legs across the arm rest. Now she was completely and shamelessly open to Beth. "You know what to do, slut."
Slut Beth knew what to do. She slid off the couch and crouched between Jane's generous thighs. Beth was in an impish mood. She decided to lick around Jane's labia while avoiding the woman's nub.
Jane caught on quickly. "Oh, you wicked little witch, my lesbian slut thinks she can tease her mistress, does she?" She was smiling as she said it because she actually liked the tease. It would wind her up more and make for a bigger orgasm later.
After a few minutes, Jane said. "That's enough, slut. Now do me. Make me cum and make me cum hard. If you do, I'll reward you. I promise."
Beth then focussed on outside pair of her nether lips for a little. Then her tongue followed the hollows between the outer and the inner lips and finally the inner lips themselves. She took her time continuing her efforts to tease her friend and make her mistress beg for more.
Finally, Beth focussed on the other woman's clitoris, licking and sucking on it with growing enthusiasm. Jane moaned and sighed with the pleasure as her petite friend's tongue seemed to hit all the right spots.
Jane's vaginal juices were flowing Beth lapped them up as they leaked out of Jane's pussy. She stuck her tongue in Jane's love hole to take more of the woman's juices into her mouth. Any aversion she might previously have had about drinking from a female font had now dissipated. Although she had performed cunnilingus on Jane on the previous day, for some reason, the fluids that she was releasing into her mouth tasted even better.
