I would like to acknowledge the assistance of two people who helped with this story. Robyn and Randi. Their ongoing assistance has been a real blessing. Their insightful suggestions and editing helped create this story.
I accept all and any blame for poor spelling or punctuation. I played with this even after all their hard work. If you want to criticize somebody, then it's all on me.
This is part two of the tale.
The bing-bong of the doorbell was replaced by the door swinging open and Kaia saying. "Hi, Annie, I was worried that you wouldn't turn up."
Annie sniggered. "You don't know how many times I drove around the block. I changed my mind half a dozen times."
Kaia giggled, whispering happily, "Well, I'm glad you came, welcome, come on in." She flung her arms open in a welcoming wave, trying to ease the tension that rapidly expanded as if to derail the evening.
Annie held out the bottle of wine and they walked in, Kaia closing the door behind them.
As they walked in, Annie admired the décor; the house was spacious and warmly decorated. It was spartan, minimalist, no unnecessary decorations, clean and functional. Soft music wafted from the stereo. Gentle guitar, instrumental, but clever. Kaia noticed Annie listening and whispered in her ear, "Kaki King, do you like?"
Annie nodded non-committedly. "Yes, it's very nice."
Kaia led her into the dining area, and it was made up for an intimate romantic dinner, candles, low lighting, the acoustic smooth music. The scene was set, and Annie was instantly aware, this was real... this was happening.
With her hand resting lightly on Annie's lower back, Kaia ushered her to the kitchen island where she pulled out a stool for Annie.
As Annie popped up onto the stool, Kaia reached for the glasses and poured them both a drink. As Annie lifted her glass, Kaia reached over to clink glasses, "A toast to friendship, and maybe more."
Nervously Annie nodded, a thin tense smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
The wine was sweet, with deep floral flavours, little oaken hints. Kaia said softly, "Enjoy your drink while I finish preparing dinner."
Annie tried to find something to talk about, but her mind was mush, so many emotions. Eventually she mumbled, "Did Henry ever come here?"
Kaia sipped her drink, nervously. "Yes, a couple of times." Lying at this point would be futile.
"Did you have sex; did he sleep in your bed?"
"We had sex, but he never slept here, we never slept together Annie, ours was not a love affair, it was purely sexual."
Annie also sipped her drink, wondering why she wasn't angry, was she over it... Henry's betrayal? She whispered, "And us... what is this? Just a fling... a chance for promotion? What am I, just a distraction, a plaything?"
Kaia sighed. "Annie, this could be any of those, any except the promotion. If I ever earn a promotion, it will be because I earned it at work, not in the bedroom."
She glanced quizzically at Annie. "What do you want it to be?"
Annie sipped her drink before replying. "I don't know, Kaia, I have never even kissed a woman until you. I have never felt the need to question my sexuality. I am confused. I should hate you."
Kaia slipped around the island bench and spun Annie's stool, so they were face to face. She took Annie's glass from her clutching fingers and leaned into a kiss. Annie moaned softly as Kaia's lips caressed hers and their tongues embraced in a scintillating kiss.
Annie's pulse stepped up, her brow moist with little droplets of sweat, her armpits clammy, her thighs sticky, quivering.
Kaia wriggled her hips pushing her way between Annie's legs. She dropped her hand down between them and cupped her damp panties, "Ohhhhhh god." She breathed into Annie's mouth. "Damn you are as ready as me."
She reached up with her other hand, grabbed Annie's and pulled it down until it was pressed against her swollen silk covered pussy. She leaned back a little, "How does that feel? Do you like that?"
Annie, although shocked at her brazenness, could not hide her interest, her arousal. She moved her hand back and forth as Kaia opened her legs, allowing access. Back and forth she stroked along Kaia's moist slit. The meagre thong was no barrier to Annie's inquisitive fingers.
Back and forth her caressing fingers slid. Kaia's folds parted, she felt her pussy convulse as Annie's finger slipped between the folds of her engorged swollen lips. Another little push and her finger slid inside. Hot, wet, pulsating. "Oh my god," Annie whispered hoarsely. She felt Kaia clench her muscles, felt the walls of her pussy clasping her finger, holding it in.
Annie looked up into Kaia's eyes and their lips crashed together is a sweltering trembling kiss, their fingers diving, probing, inquiring, their ardour interrupted only by the alarm on the oven. Their dinner was cooed.
Kaia stepped back with a teasing grin, lifted her moisture coated fingers to her mouth and licked the earthy juices. "God, Annie, you taste divine. You are going to make a wonderful dessert."
She scooted into the kitchen, topped up their wine glasses as Annie gingerly raised her finger and licked Kaia's juices from her fingers. Kaia smiled, watching evilly. "Do you like?"
Annie nodded, covering her nerves by taking a large gulp of her wine.
Kaia carried the plates into the dining room, and they sat opposing each other as they settled in to eat their dinner. Annie was impressed; Kaia was a superb cook, the chicken was perfect, and it melted in her mouth. The string beans, added a luxurious tasteful counterbalance. It was very tasty. Could this seductive creature do no wrong? She was an enigma.
They ate in relative silence, the moody guitar laden music wafting across their table. Furtive suggestive glances passing back and forth. Kaia, in full seductress mode, pressed on. "So, sexy lady, you have never wondered what it would be like to make love with another woman?"
Annie giggled. "Never, believe me, this is a first."
Kaia whispered hoarsely, "How am I doing? Is my seduction working?"
Annie grinned, taking another large gulp of her wine. "You're doing very well."
"Goody, I was hoping you would feel that way."
Before Annie could say anything, Kaia added, "I am looking forward to fucking you, making you mine, tasting that sweet pussy, feeling your skin on mine... Christ I want you right now, I can still taste you."
Annie blushed. Listening to Kaia's words she knew she wanted it, as well, but she was troubled. Having never been with a woman, she didn't know what to expect. How was Kaia going to fuck her? Was she going to use a vibrator? The thought made her tremble, not with fear but anticipation. She wanted this, she wanted it badly.
They finished dinner, finished the bottle of wine and Kaia showed Annie into the lounge. She disappeared before returning with another bottle and sat beside her on the plush sofa.
They sipped their drinks as Kaia leaned over and kissed Annie's exposed shoulder, reaching across with her hand she unbuttoned a couple more buttons on her blouse. She slipped her hand inside, her hands cradling and caressing Annie's breasts, squeezing, rubbing, tweaking.
Annie slipped her hand behind Kaia's head and pulled her closer, their lips colliding and the passion of earlier returned with a rush.
Annie followed Kaia's lead, she let her hand slide up and caress Kaia's boobs. She experimented, trying the things she herself loved so much. She caressed lightly, squeezed the succulent fleshy orbs. Taking turns, pinching her nipples, pulling hard and twisting the fleshy nubs.
"Oh god... Annie, god that feels so nice."
Breathless and speechless, Annie enjoyed the feel of Kaia's experienced seductive hands as she worked her breasts.
Kaia let her hands feast and unbuttoned the remaining buttons, letting her hand slide around Annie's back and easily, expertly, released the clasps on her bra, which sprang open. Her hands returned to slide over the now partially naked globes.
Breaking their kiss, she lowered her head until Annie's boobs filled her suckling mouth. She fed like a baby. She let her teeth pull and nibble at the erect nipples.
As she feasted, she let her hand slide don between Annie's legs and shifted them open, her hand grasping the swollen mound, her flat palm crushing and squeezing Annie's pussy through the thin cotton fabric. The damp panties gave way to the new intruder.
Annie again followed suit, her hands doing their own wandering. She found Kaia's panties damper than before, her pussy sticky with desire. Kaia allowed her legs to part, Annie's fingers stretched the thong and her fingers edged inside, deep into the quivering pulsing wetness of Kaia's inviting pussy.
She started slowly, enjoying the slippery flesh, the folds opening, pulsing around her finger as she explored. As her finger worked into that molten core Annie let her thumb press against Kaia's swollen wriggly little clit, it's hard blood-filled nub squirming under her pressure.
Kaia whispered, "Take off your panties." It was more a command than anything.
Annie nervously wriggled out of her panties, noticing Kaia doing likewise. They sat staring at each other before Kaia leapt on Annie like a frenzied feeding lioness. She pushed her back onto the sofa, clambering eagerly between her spread legs.
She worked quickly, stripping away the remains of Annie's blouse and bra. Her succulent fleshy melons crushed by her mauling hands. Kaia kissed her, allowing the searing passion to return. Manoeuvring her body, she pushed her knee up hard against Annie's moist pussy. Wriggling it, she slipped it between her open swollen labia and moved her leg, rubbing it back and forth up and down the length of her slippery slit.
Her own pussy opened around Annie's leg and as she rubbed her leg against Annie, she rode her leg.
