First, a little about me. As i write this I am a sixty-three year old, still very sexually active, bi, submissive woman. My stories are memories of a kinky life. I am still in the lifestyle. When this adventure started I was a 35 year old straight business consultant living with a loving partner. When 35, I was at about 125 pounds, today 140. I am still 5 foot 7 inches tall, what were 36 Cs are now 38 Ds. I was, I thought, a perfect 36-24-39 now I'm a perfect??-??-??. I am gifted with green eyes.
I had moved to North Carolina and met what I hoped was a new love, Sarah. Read about our story in "Sarah and Robin Part 1 thru 9.
This story is a continuation of Sarah and Robin Part 9. It will be the last Sarah and Robin story because as you read on you will see things changed.
From part 9 ...
Beth was a very giving lover. She made me want to surrender to her, and I did. I remember the smell of her hair, the musk of her taste and the wonderful curve of her breasts and bottom. I remember the soft strength of her thighs as they surrounded me and the complete and total sexual freedom she opened in me.
...Sarah was gone for three weeks. That time opened a window, an opportunity, for Beth and me to get to know each other. As you have already read our first few days together were direction changing. No one in my life so quickly and completely imbedded themselves in my mind as Beth did. We were the same in many ways but we were both also the key to new areas of exploration, of limits to test for the other.
In our first days, without Sarah around, Beth was very interested in my encounter with Pamela and in particular the "client" Pamela and I spent a night with. Beth is the most honest and open about sex person I have ever met and she told me she wanted me to help her arrange such an experience for her. We talked about that and she explained that the whole idea of being made to have sex with a stranger, a man, while others watched was important to her. Watching and being watched brought on excitement she wanted. I agreed to help. We hatched a plan.
I did not at that time understand the deep true meaning of that desire. Beth wanted and valued sex with men much more that I did. We were both Bi but her preference was in fact men, mine was women.
Three days later I was introducing Beth to Pamela and we made our offer. We made it clear we didn't want money but we wanted Pamela to know we were both available together or individually if she had a need for someone to help with "clients." We knew we were close, very close, to suggesting prostitution but we felt no money was involved. Pamela seemed pleased and told us she would keep that in mind. We left the cafe and went to her house.
She told us that if she could do this it might require that she show the "client" a picture or two and asked us if she could take a few pictures.
She promised to crop our faces out of the pictures and we agreed. Some of the poses she asked for I thought went beyond what was necessary to show someone an attractive woman but we went along with her requests. It was kind of kinky to be photographed by another woman. At the time I did not know, but I would learn later, that everything was being recorded.
Pamela complemented Beth on her body and spent time while clicking away touching her. At one point Pamela who was taller than Beth stood in front of her, lifted her face and kissed her. I watched as Beth kissed her back. I watched as Pamela's hands went to Beths breasts and tested them. She asked Beth if they were real or "enhanced." When Beth answered "100% mine" Pamela smiled. When Pamela reached behind her, grasped her ass, and probed between her cheeks I remember being jealous, very jealous. I was actually feeling for the first time that I did not want another woman touching her that way. Pamela got her way that day as I watched her lead Beth to the bed, take off her own clothes and get in bed with her. I watched as they made love. I watched as Beth opened herself to Pamela just as she did for me. I watched as she spread her legs wide and held Pamelas head as she went down on her.
As we drove home Beth commented again on how much she loved to watch and how she knew all the time with Pamela that I was watching and that made it even more thrilling. She put her hand on my knee as I drove and told me Pamela was nice but that I was a much better lover. She told me words I will always remember. Beth told me that Pamela took sex, I gave sex and that was the difference between having sex and making love. She felt we made love.
In the following week we talked about how by going to Pamelas we had violated Sarah rules. Beth told me she was worried because she had no place to go if Sarah threw her out. That day, walking the beach, we decided that we had to end our relationship with Sarah. We both moved to my cabin that night leaving our necklaces on Sarahs kitchen counter.
We spent our days reading, cooking, going to flea markets, walking the beach, making love and enjoying our time together.
A week later Sarah returned. We heard the knock on the door and she entered. Sarah put our necklaces on the counter and told us she was leaving. She explained that she had planned weeks ago to move back home permanently to deal with family issues. Sarah gave Beth a key to her cabin and told her she could use the cabin it if this "thing" with me didn't work out. We said very little the whole time just wishing she would leave. Her last comment was a warning. Sarah told us she knew we had been with Pamela and warned us to stay away from her. "She is seductive but evil, you would do well to stay away." Early the following morning we heard her car as she left.