By Maxine
 

 

Finally Friday evening arrived. It had been a week of continuous presentations and speeches. It had all started the previous Monday. I was requested by a firm I do freelance work for to attend this seminar in New York. (All expenses paid, naturally) so I couldn’t refuse. Every evening after the daily routine ended one party or the other whisked me off for dinner. Being one of the few women at the seminar, I was much sort after. Not that I minded, quite the contrary, but I was tired of being pestered for a date. Most of the men presumed that I was lonely and would be willing to jump into bed with them. I was sick of it.

 

Well the seminar was now over and I didn’t have to fraternize with my colleagues anymore. Tonight I was determined to relax and enjoy myself. I was aware of the bar on the top floor of the hotel I was staying in but had never been there. According to the billboards it was more of a club than a bar. After a light meal in the dining room, I decided to give it a try. I was wearing a long, black, slinky dress with a slit up the left side, which reached above mid thigh. The neckline plunged in the front, halfway to my navel and the back to my waist. It was a dress you couldn’t wear a bra with. I am lucky, my breasts are still firm and have practically no sag. Underneath I wore a black thong, black garter belt and black silk stockings. I felt very sexy in my outfit.

 

The place was tastefully done out in a Victorian style. Big heavy velvet drapes and crystal chandeliers. The bar was made of heavy mahogany and highly polished. The room was divided into three sections, the main bar area with a stage to one side, another section with a small dance floor and a third section which had secluded tables with about six seats around each of them. I perched my sexy butt on a stool at the bar and ordered a dry martini. I swiveled my stool and surveyed the scene. The place was full but not overcrowded, ‘comfortable’ I would call it. Straight away some guy sidled up to me and offered to buy my drink. I declined politely and thanked him. He got the message and moved off. Soft blues music was playing from the surround sound stereo system. A few couples were dancing. The stage was lit, but no action was taking place. I gazed over towards the dimly lit secluded tables and could vaguely make out people sitting there, it was too dark to see anyone clearly. I did notice an elegantly dressed lady sitting alone on the outskirts of the area. She had long blonde hair and was wearing a dove gray pants suit and smoking a cigarette in a long holder.

 

“Hi sexy!” I heard behind me and swiveled around abruptly. To my dismay I saw it was Geoff, one of the guys from the seminar, with another man I had not seen before. Geoff was one of them that had persisted all week to try and get into my pants.

“Can I get you a drink?” He asked.

“No!” I replied abruptly. “I’ve already got one…thank you.”

“This is Pete.” He said, unperturbed.

“Hello” I said, ignoring his outstretched hand. I was absolutely pissed off. Of all the places in New York, he had to pick this bar. I sipped my drink and ignored them. The snide remarks passing between the two of them was starting to rile me and I was contemplating leaving. Geoff moved up close to me on my left hand side and Pete on the other. I felt a hand on my butt, rubbing me gently. Pete was trying to look down my dress.

“Nice dress.” Geoff said.

“And something even nicer in it.” Pete said with a smirk. Putting his hand on my shoulder. I shrugged it off and turned to see which one was caressing my ass. I was fuming.

“Get lost guys.” A feminine voice said behind me. “She’s with me.” I swiveled around on my barstool. It was the woman in the gray suit.

“Really?” Said Geoff. “I think she’s with us. Not so Maxine?” And he put his arm around my shoulders possessively.

“I said fuck off.” The woman hissed at him, pulling his arm from my shoulders. She moved in between Geoff and myself and kissed me on the cheek.

“Hello darling.” She said. “Sorry I’m late.” She put her hand on my arm. I was taken by surprise. The two pests moved further along the bar muttering to each other.

“Sorry about that.” The woman in the gray suit said quietly, keeping her hand on my arm. I felt her fingers caress my flesh lightly. “It always scares them away if they think you’re a lesbian.” She giggled sweetly.

“My name’s Bernice. I’m staying in the hotel for a few days. Let’s not shake hands. It will give the game away.”

“I’m Maxine.” I replied. “Thank you for rescuing me.” I smiled at her. Her fingers continued to caress my arm lightly. She saw me looking over her shoulder.

“What are they doing?” She asked.

“Watching us.” I replied.

“This should convince them.” Bernice said and moved closer to me. I felt her soft breast against my arm. She leaned forward and kissed me full on my lips. A lingering kiss like lovers do. Her lips were soft and smooth. Involuntarily my mouth opened a bit and her tongue tip delved between my lips. A shiver ran through my body. Her sensuous embrace and the feel of her firm breast against my arm excited me. I pressed my arm against her breast to see her reaction. She moaned quietly into my mouth and then broke the embrace. Her hand squeezed my arm gently. Bernice sat on the stool beside me and soon we were chatting like old friends. I told her I was also staying at the hotel until Monday, when I would be returning home. Geoff and Pete were getting drunk and passing remarks like; “Fucking dykes”, “A waste of good ass”, “Pussy lickers”, etc.

“Let’s go somewhere more private.” Bernice said and got off her stool. I finished my drink in one gulp and stood up, picking up my bag from the counter. I followed Bernice to one of the secluded booths, well away from the two assholes. We sat side by side on the plush seat surrounding the round table. A pretty waitress came over. Bernice ordered a Jack Daniels and I decided to have one as well. We continued our conversation. I told her why I was in New York and what I did. I learnt that she was thirty-four, five years older than me, and that she was divorced with no kids. I found her very friendly and easy to talk to. I liked her immensely. I told her about my love life and boyfriends, omitting that I had been involved in bisexual affairs. Bernice told me that she worked for a film company that specialized in fashion modeling. It turned out that her firm was near to where I lived.

“Maxine! Why not come for an audition. We are always on the look out for girls with your beauty and figure. You are perfect.” She said excitedly. I blushed at the compliment.

“Well…I…Uh…I don’t know. I’ve Never considered it.” I stammered.

“You could do it part time if you like. The pay is good.” She said. Her hand went under the table and rested on my thigh through the slit of my dress.

“Come with me to Baltimore on Monday.” She pleaded. “We are doing a shoot there. You can drive down with me. We can rearrange your flight from there.” I was pensive for a while, considering the offer. I supposed I could take more time off. Her hand moved up my thigh above my stocking top. I felt her fingers moving backwards and forwards on my soft flesh. My pussy twitched.

“Pleeease!” She implored. “We will pay all expenses.”

I was really flattered. “What if your boss disapproves?” I asked cautiously.

“I am the boss.” She replied. “And the boss definitely approves.” She laughed delightfully. That convinced me and I agreed to give it a try. I felt Bernice’s hand move higher and her fingers went between my soft inner thighs. I parted my thighs slightly, giving her the opportunity to take it further if she wanted to. She looked into my eyes and raised her eyebrows slightly. I looked away. She squeezed my thigh gently, but firmly. Her thumb brushed my mound through my damp panties and then she withdrew her hand.

“Goodness! Look at the time.” She said, looking at her watch. “I must go, I have an early appointment tomorrow.”

We exchanged room numbers and she said she would call me. We left together, going to our separate rooms. I was disappointed that Bernice had not made a move on me. I was feeling very horny and would have loved to have a scene with her. Inwardly I cursed myself for not responding more positively when she caressed my thigh.

 

I spent Saturday exploring New York and doing some shopping for erotic lingerie that I would never have found back home. I returned to the hotel quite exhausted. I hadn’t seen Bernice at the hotel for lunch or dinner. I ordered a bottle of white wine from room service and decided to watch television. After the wine arrived, I languished in a hot bath, letting the fatigue of my walking, soak out of my body. I thought of my purchases and decided to put on the sexy, cobalt blue cammi, matching tanga panties and short robe. The set was made from diaphanous fabric and quite see-through. Without the robe, everything was clearly visible.

I dried myself and redid my make up. I wanted to see the full effect of my attire. I splashed my body with perfume and dressed. The clinging lace fabric felt lovely against my body. I was thrilled with my acquisition. I curled up on the settee and tucked my feet under me, sipping my wine and watching a National Geographic documentary. At about 10.30, the phone ringing startled me. It was Bernice. She apologized for calling so late and asked if it was all right to come round. I said I would love to see her. Shortly there was a knock at the door. I let her in.

“Oh!..Oh my goodness.” Bernice exclaimed, lifting a hand to her mouth. She stared at me in awe, her eyes traveling up and down my body. “Oh my! You look ravishing Maxine. Absolutely beautiful. I could eat you.” I blushed furiously at all the compliments. “Why didn’t you tell me you were dressed for bed? I feel sooo overdressed.” She laughed. She walked around me, devouring me with her eyes. I stood still, enduring her inspection. “Gorgeous.” She repeated. I was pleased that she liked what she saw. Bernice was wearing a pale lilac suit with a tight skirt. Underneath the jacket was a white silk blouse, buttoned to her cleavage. She removed her jacket and sat on the settee where I had been reclining.  I fetched a glass and poured her some wine. I sat down next to her and gave an account of my day. I explained that I couldn’t resist wearing my new cammi. The wine was nearly finished so I ordered another bottle. Bernice answered the door when it arrived. I noticed she locked the door after closing it. She said that she had completed her appointments that day and asked whether it would be all right if we went to Baltimore the next day instead of Monday. I said that was fine with me. We chatted some more and drank our wine. It was starting to go to my head. Bernice lifted her knees onto the settee and fussed with her skirt. “Damn!” She exclaimed, and stood up. “This skirt is too tight.” Do you mind if I remove it and get comfortable. I nodded ascent.  She undid the clasp at the back and let it drop to the floor. She was about to sit down and then stopped. She looked at me with a sultry look and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She shrugged it off her shoulders and stood posing for a minute, clad only in a soft, white lace bra, garter belt, stockings and very skimpy panties. She looked very sexy. I was yearning to grab her and make love to her there and then, but decided to let her make the first move. I was still letting her believe that I had never been with a woman before. I gazed steadily into her eyes and undid the ribbon holding my robe closed. I let it slip down my arms. I sat back and pushed out my chest, letting her know I was available. She looked steadily at my breasts, now visible through the almost transparent fabric of my cammi. She smiled and sat down next to me. I desperately wanted her to touch me, to caress my trembling body. As if reading my mind, Bernice took my face in her hands and leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips. My heart fluttered. Her lips were so soft and tasted of lipstick and wine.

“You’ve never made love to a woman before have you?” She asked. Her breath was soft on my neck as she spoke close to my ear. I just shook my head. She kissed my neck gently, little sucky kisses. She knew just were my most erogenous spots were. My body quivered with delight. I felt tingly all over. She rubbed my shoulders gently with her hands, going behind my back and dragging her fingernails over my shoulder blades. She sought out my mouth with hers. This time she kissed me more forcefully, her sweet tongue tracing over my lips. I sighed and opened my mouth slightly to let her probing tongue gain entry. My passion was rising and I kissed her back. Our tongues fought a duel. One minute her tongue was deep in my mouth and the next I was trying to get mine as deep down her throat as I could. Her hands came around to my front and moved over my breasts. My nipples hardened immediately and strained against the thin fabric of my cammi. I moaned into her mouth. She pushed my robe further down my arms. I assisted her and pulled my arms from the hindering sleeves. She then hooked her fingers in the spaghetti straps and lowered my cammi over my shoulders. Once again I pulled my arms free. My cammi was around my waist. Bernice returned her hands to my breasts and cupped them in the palms of her hands and tweaked my turgid nipples with her fingers and thumbs. I felt my pussy start to ooze juice as my hormones went into action, preparing my pussy for sex. Bernice worked magic on my firm breasts for a while with her expert hands and then lowered her mouth to my aching nipples, sucking and nibbling the distended buds. Her hands moved down my body and grasped my cammi. I felt her struggling to remove it. I lifted my ass to help her and a moment later all I was wearing was my tanga. It didn’t take her long to dispose of that garment as well. I was left only in my high heels. She turned to face me and took me in her arms. Our breasts mashed together. I felt her hard nubs pressing into my soft flesh. She kissed my throat, neck and ear lobes as her fingers played up and down my spine.

“Just relax darling and let me make love to you. I promise you, you will not regret it.” Bernice breathed in my ear. I relaxed against her and lifted my hands between our bodies and tentively ran my fingers along the sensitive under curve of her breasts. She found my mouth with hers and we kissed passionately. I moved my hands higher and cupped her delectable breasts and played my thumbs over her taught nipples. Bernice gave a little moan in my mouth. She broke the kiss and pulled back a bit to lift my legs onto the settee. She removed my shoes and swung around and lifted her legs onto the cushions as well. She caressed my heaving breasts tenderly and I did the same to hers. We spent a long time kissing and fondling each other’s breasts. Pulling and twisting the nipples till they felt ready to burst. Her areola were erect as well, rising proudly from her white breast flesh, capped with her big engorged nipples. Bernice eased me onto my back and moved on top of me. She held my breasts together and sandwiched her one breast between them. Her breast felt firm but soft, trapped between mine. She twisted her body and offered her other breast to my mouth.

I clasped her lovely breast in my one hand and held her big nipple to my mouth. Slowly I licked around the nipple, tonguing her areola. I passed my tongue tip over the turgid tip, savoring the taste of her warm flesh. I opened my mouth wider and pulled more flesh into my mouth. I bit her areola gently and pressed her nipple against the roof of my mouth with my tongue. Bernice was purring delightfully. Obviously she liked having her breasts sucked.

“Oh! Yess baby, just like that mmm…” She said, trying to thrust her breast deeper into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down on her tit as though I was making her fuck my mouth with her nipple. I took her straining nipple between my teeth and pulled it as far as it would, go. Then releasing it to snap back. Bernice was trembling much better now. She changed position and I repeated the procedure on her other breast. Bernice started going wild with delight. Her thighs were straddling my one leg and she was rocking backwards and forwards, her slick pussy riding my thigh. I could feel her hard clit against my tender flesh. Her hips were gyrating and bucking. She grabbed my breasts hard and pinched my nipples. I sensed she was about to cum soon, but with all her thrashing around we slipped off the settee onto the floor.  I started to giggle and Bernice’s pussy had lost contact with my thigh. Her orgasmic state faded. She also saw the funny side and giggled as well.

 

She lay on her back and pulled me on top of her. She lifted me and kissed my breasts, and tongued my nipples. Now it was my turn to feel ecstatic by the sensations she was inflicting on my tits. This girl was good. She sucked my breasts expertly. Tingles of electricity raced from my straining nipples to my dripping pussy. She continued with the arousal till she sensed I was about to cum and then stopped. She pushed me off her and got up, pulling me to my feet as well. We sat on the settee facing each other. She squirmed and manipulated her body till our legs were scissoring each other. She grasped my hips and drew our bodies together till our mounds made contact.

 

 

Bernice started to gyrate her hips slowly. I got the message and started to rotate my pelvis as well. We held onto each other and leaned back to increase the pressure of our pussies locked in a ‘kiss’. We soon developed a rhythm and ground our pussies together. Our juices flowed and mixed together creating a slick surface between our throbbing genitals. Pussy lips slid over each other and into our slits and over our distended clits. My clit seemed to be bigger than Bernice’s and penetrated into her opening. The feelings being generated in my hot cunt were fantastic. Bernice started panting and I was groaning in ecstasy. Her pussy lips seemed to open up and expand, enveloping my engorged pussy completely. My engorged clit slid around inside her wetness. Our cunts squished and slid around each other. My orgasm started building deep in my womb. I felt it rushing to surface and I literally exploded in a tremendous cum. Seconds later Bernice erupted as well. We pressed hard against each other and kept still for a while, reveling in our climaxes. I felt her pussy trembling against my own spasming cunt. Her hot cum drenched my open pussy and ran down my crack to my butt. We hugged each other in bliss for a few minutes, regaining our breath, before untangling ourselves. We knelt on the cushions facing the back cushions and kissed and tongued each other’s mouths lovingly. My pussy was still tingling with pleasure.

 

“My God! That was fantastic Bernice.” I purred.

“There is lots more pleasure ahead Darling. But it will have to wait. I must sleep now. We have an early start tomorrow.” She replied, getting up. I sat back and watched her getting dressed. My pussy was warmed up now and I wanted to fuck her again, but let it ride. I fingered myself slowly as I gazed at her sensuous body. Tomorrow is another day. I thought to myself. She leaned down and kissed me. We made plans to meet for breakfast and she left to go to her own room.

 

 

To be continued