It had been one of those hellish weeks…. kids to school, housework and overtime. Thank God today was the end of this rotation. “One more day” was all she could think of as she pulled up to the gate to the parking lot. As soon as the gate opened, a car started backing out of a prime front row spot, “Wow, this day is starting to look up” she thought as she filled the recent vacancy… This was fortunate as Marin was running late this morning for a staff meeting that was supposed to start 3 minutes ago.
Walking across the parking lot, a cool breeze caressed her cheeks and cut its way through the thin fabric of her pants. It was a refreshing sensation after the warmth of the seat heater. She was a little surprised at the immediate wetness that followed, but after all it had been almost 2 weeks of work, sick kids, and conflicting schedules, so as she thought further, it wasn’t that surprising. “A good solid fucking is definitely in order” she murmured under her breath as the elevator doors open. Usually empty from the ground floor, there was a lone occupant in the elevator. The usual cursory glance was still being processed as she stepped in and the doors clunked behind her. She took up a safe spot on the wall and focused on her phone for the ride. Meanwhile the microsecond glance was still being reviewed and she liked what she saw. 6 foot and shaved bald, neatly trimmed goatee, “just right for the best work…. face fucking my puss… “The blush seared her face as that thought produced the visual image in her mind of the gleaming bald head anchored between her thighs. As the elevator passed the 3rd floor it lurched a little, jarring her back to the present. “My God, that was rough…” she commented, half to herself.
“It was a little jerky when I got on too” stated the stranger from the other side of the elevator, in a rich deep voice. “I wouldn’t worry too much, look on the bright side, if you get stuck, at least you are already at work, Marin.” A twinge of panic streaked down her spine until she realized her name tag was showing. “Clairvoyant this morning, are we?” she chuckled.
“Nothing so magic, just reading your name badge.” Which seemed innocent enough until she realized it was nestled between her breasts and the outline of her nipples were clearly visible, betraying her growing arousal. “Poor choice this morning on the silky bra” she thought, but hey it was the only one clean, as the laundry had piled up.
As the door slid open and she stepped out, the gentleman stepped out as well. “Good thing we made it!” he joked. “Good thing indeed” she thought, as she smiled and nodded in agreement, “Good thing, because I was barely able to not touch my wetness” she thought. Settling into her chair, everyone at the conference table regarded her with questioning expressions. “What’s got you all flushed?” asked Angelique, from the other end of the table. The other 3 women all nodded and waited expectantly. “Nothing, the elevator ride was just a little wacky, has someone called maintenance?”
“Yeah, right, Marin, whatever! I saw him too…” Gretchen smirked. “Oh, go fuck yourself!” she retorted. “Let’s get the day started.” All the girls giggled again, as Marin’s nipples strained against the fabric of her shirt. They all could see her arousal and shared the inside joke. Marin was somewhat puzzled but caught on very quickly when the tall stranger strode in as the door opened. “Sorry to keep you all waiting, but the elevator held me hostage” he joked, as he unfolded the laptop that he had forgotten, which caused the chance meeting in the elevator with Marin. “So, let’s get started!” as he proceeded to lay out the plan to automate the charting and shift change reporting. Actually, it was pretty interesting as far as business proposals go, but the nuts and bolts of the idea basically put a tablet in each team lead’s hands. Reporting and updates were uploaded periodically during the day, depending on the acuity of each case. New orders, changes in treatment, notable improvements or decline were all in a data blast every 4 hours, and automatic changes in unit assignment were then triggered, as well as discharge plans. “Damn, his eyes are so brown” Marin daydreamed as the presentation droned on. From her vantage point at the end of the table, she could see each of the other 4 women and started to notice the little things, a giggle too loud, a hand brushing away that imaginary strand of hair, the gentle rubbing of the thighs together as Angelique shifted in her chair. “Yup all five of us are eye-fucking him and it isn’t even 9:00 o’clock yet!” It was shaping up to be a long-ass day.
The rest of the meeting passed in a blur of sexually charged daydreams. Marin imagined a scenario where all 5 of the women had used the extension cords from the Audio / Video cart to tie him to the conference room table, Angelique squatted, with her twat grinding on his chin as she tweaked Gretchen and Samantha’s puffy nipples while they traded a deep sloppy French kiss over the gleaming head of his cock. Watching and eagerly waiting their turn, Julia and Marin stood breathless at the foot of the table, watching in impatient need and their hands began to roam over each other’s ass. Marin was surprised to find a nipple ring in Julia’s beautiful left breast and calmly leaned in to see what the sensation would be to feel the delicate flesh and hard metal in her mouth at once. “You need to find what else is pierced” she breathed into Marin’s ear and grabbed a surprised Marin’s wrist and slid her hand into her panties, already soaked from watching the show on the table….
“Marin?!?” Katherine said a little more urgently, jarring her from the heat of the daydream. “Marin, do you see any problem with the technology we are implementing?” The business at hand tore her mind from the full-blown orgy flowing from her parietal lobe. A bit flustered, she recovered quickly and answered her boss, who had stepped into the meeting. “Not from this end. Everything should be a smooth transition.”
“Excellent, I will leave you all to it, then”
“Fuckin Focus” Marin scolded herself, this wanton desire was getting out of hand. She needed to get ahold of herself if she were to manage this project. Here she was planning the roll out of a paradigm shift, and she was daydreaming about locker room porn scenes… “WTF” she though as she became aware of the musky essence of the room. Evidently, she was not the only woman in the room who was feeling the same way. She could see the rise and fall of the quicken breathing and slight flush on everyone else. They were all staring at him, like hungry vixens, who given the tiniest of openings would pounce to consume him. All except for Angelique, who was blatantly staring at Marin’s nipples. Word in the office was that she enjoyed the company of women as much as men, and it was showing now. Almost unconsciously, Marin slowly swallowed and tried to slow her arousal. Housework, finances, kids, work, renovations, holiday plans, and shopping were all things she crowded into her mind to try and chill the heat building in her moist, tight pussy. It almost worked. Finally, the session was over, and they all scattered to the business of the day.
Within a couple hours, things had almost returned to normal. The wetness in her thong had dried and the tingle in her nipples had almost entirely subsided. It was business as usual until she had to step into the stockroom and Angelique was standing in the doorway. She didn’t seem to want to move, forcing Marin to squeeze past her in the narrow doorway. The casual brush of a hand as they passed was enough to push her back into overdrive. Marin had experimented a couple times, just goofing around with another woman. Nothing too involved, just massage and body shots and such. The biggest turn on for her had been her husband watching. She loved the thought of her display driving his cock to a harder state, if such a thing was possible. Not the biggest she had had, but certainly the hardest and a delicious curve to the left. And he was hard at the drop of a hat. All she had to do was look at him and she could see the bulge start to rise. She loved the power of her sexuality. He readily admitted that he was completely at her mercy when it came to her ability to arouse him. And that was one of the things that made them so perfect together. Angelique’s shallow cough interrupted her train of thought. “Marin” she breathed, “Sorry for plugging up the doorway. But my god, you look great today, and I wasn’t thinking about moving.”
“No problem, we fit.”
“That was an interesting meeting this morning, huh?” said Angelique. “I thought you seemed a bit distracted thought.” She smirked.
Marin felt the heat rising in her cheeks again and the flush was visible. “I don’t know what you mean.”
Angelique was eye-fucking her like a prison matron and laughed gently. “Sure, whatever!” she continued “I saw you catch me looking at your tits, frankly you didn’t seem too shocked.”
Marin paused for a brief moment and then plunged in. “Well, I am not a prude and I enjoy being a turn-on.” she licked her lips for a moment, “I am glad you liked what you saw.” The best way around this landmine was to take it head on she thought. She projected as much confidence as she could.
“Tell me, Marin, have you ever had a woman go down on you?” Angelique breathed, “It is truly different, I mean I love a man’s mouth on my cunny, but when a woman tastes me, it is so delicate and…knowing.” The conversation was taking a dangerous turn that Marin was not prepared for. She couldn’t deny the not too subtle curiosity and wondered if she would be able to tell the difference. After all her husband was a champion pussy eater. She shook her head slightly as if to clear it and bolster her resolve. “Angelique, I admire you being so straightforward with me. But at this point, I am thinking this is not the place to have this talk.”
Angelique smiled a sly grin, “That’s not an answer to my question, but fair enough. Why don’t you and your husband drop over sometime for a drink and a chat?” As she spun on her heel and started out of the room, she fired a parting shot over her shoulder “No pressure and no expectations.”
“What the fuck is going on with people today?!?” Marin thought. “Well, at least I have a good story to tell when I get home tonight…” There was no doubt was going to be a good night. She wanted a good fucking and her husband, well after her story, he would be dripping precum in his jeans wanting her so bad. Maybe she would be a little naughtier than usual and send him a few choice texts while he was getting the kids to bed before she got home. That always makes him extra hungry for her. “Make him think about competing against a woman for a pussy eating contest…winner gets my juices…” And there goes my panties again, she thought.
CHAPTER 2-
“Finally,” was the only word on her mind as Marin strode through the doors back toward the parking spot, she had lucked into 13 hours ago. She mentally reviewed the brutal day that was behind her as she was happily looking forward to her 5 days off. After the chance meeting this morning and the encounter with Angelique, her mind had wrestled for the rest of the shift, trying to balance business and her sexual hunger. It was truly miraculous that anything had been accomplished today with all the blatant sensuality that had been in the air. It was like everyone on the unit was “in heat” and craving release. At one point, Marin had been in the staff washroom and was certain that the person in the end stall was fingering herself from the sloppy sounds behind the door. A quick glance at the bottom of the stall door showed only one shoe visible and it did not require much imagination to envision the other foot up on the seat, spreading the delicious damp slit open for the deep fingering that gave way to the slippery, wet rubbing sounds. “WTF!!?!” was all she could think. And try as she might, the image of that shoe burned into her mind. As she exited, and returned to her desk, she noted a tender dampness and warm tingle that always made her smile.
The next hour passed in a blur of phone calls and requests. Everyone needed to chat or check in it seemed. It was just about time to leave when she saw her boss on her way down the hall. Marin’s eyes travelled immediately to the shoes as Katherine strode down the hall, and she immediately recognized at least one of the pair! “Sweet Jezzsus!” She was still processing that discovery when Katherine stopped in her doorway. “Marin, I was thinking about you a while ago while I was taking a quick break, and was wondering if you would be interested in being involved in a benchmark meeting next week?” Marin had not heard a thing after “…WAS THINKING ABOUT YOU…” Was her 58-year-old boss daydreaming about her as she rubbed her clit, or had she been tickling the “man in the canoe” and then started thinking about Marin? Either thought was provocatively disturbingly to Marin!
“I am sorry, what was that?” was the only rational reply she could manage. Katherine smiled, and suggested Marin stop in to see her before leaving for the day, then did a quick pivot and retreated to the privacy of her office. “Will do” Marin called after the retreating pair of shoes.
“It is a stakeholder meeting to review the technology impact of the reporting system” Katherine was saying as Marin had stood against the doorframe, almost nervous to step all the way into Katherine’s lair. “Just an overnight at the Radisson and a day meeting of presenters, no big deal” Katherine paused and then wet her lips to continue, “We can carpool if you’d like.”
Marin considered a couple days off the unit and an overnight in the hotel as a neat little perk for the extra time she had been putting in. “Sure, I should be able to do that, no problem.” Her husband, Sam would be off, and the kids and house would survive, she chuckled to herself. “I will let you know on the carpool.” Katherine seemed about ready to say something else, but the phone started buzzing on her desk. “Ok, I am going to grab this, Excuse me, please”. Marin gave a little wave and headed to the elevator that had started this crazy day off. It was empty as she rode down, but she almost imagined the bald stranger’s cologne still faintly hanging in the air. “Impossible” she chided herself.
All those images faded from her mind as she slid in behind the wheel. Cool leather hit the small of her back as her coat and shirt rode up, causing a little gasp. On the way out of the lot, the stereo rocked out a favorite tune and she slipped in the blank attention of just driving. This was a favorite way to decompress after a crazy day. As she rounded the long curve on the highway before her exit a text alert popped up on the dashboard screen. Seeing Angelique’s name jarred her back to a state of mindfulness. “Not someone who texts me often” she mused. With a wry smile she considered the possibilities. She stretched out her finger and tapped the button to hear the message. “Hi Marin, just checking in to see if you and Sam would like to drop over on Friday for a drink and some laughs?” “A few of us are having a potluck, so let me know.”
Marin’s cheeks tingled with excitement at the images bouncing around her imagination. As she pulled into her driveway, she caught sight of Sam on the deck, grilling supper on the BBQ. His jeans and t-shirt drew an appreciative sigh from her lips. He was all cleaned up, freshly shaved, and wearing what he knew to be her favorite combination. Dare she hope that the kids were already in bed?!?
As Sam strolled down the steps to open her door she felt her phone vibrate again. Before she had a chance to reach for it, Sam had opened her door and leaned inside. The scent of his masculinity and cologne combined with a slight musk and a bit of smoke from the BBQ, set her arousal in motion. He pinned her to the seat and devoured her mouth with a deep, soulful kiss. Their tongues danced over each other’s teeth and darted in and out. After a couple minutes of this intensity, Sam broke off the kiss, even as Marin leaned forward, hungrily looking to continue. “Hi ya Babe! Welcome home, I missed you” he breathed into her ear. His hot breath in her ear and on her neck triggered a cascade of goose bumps down her neck and across her arms. She still marveled that after so many years, he could turn her in a puddle of wanton mush so quickly. She was so grateful for the passion they shared.
“The kids are down, and I tossed a steak and veggies on the grill. Everything will be ready in about 15 minutes so come relax on the deck while I finish up.” Marian sighed as she stretched out in the recliner on the deck, and Sam handed her a chilled mug. The ice cold Radler quenched her parched throat. “Oh my god, that is delicious!” she sighed as she felt the flush of booze on an empty stomach. Sam reached out with a twin mug, still frosty from the freezer, “Cheers, here is to us and 5 days off!” His schedule and hers seldom lined up this perfect. He had a 12 day stretch off and she was off for 5. AND it was a Monday to Friday, so the kids were at school during the day. Perfect to enjoy the last few mild days of late fall.
“After dinner, I have a little treat prepared for you”, Sam said with a slight wolfish grin. As he plated a striploin and mixed vegetables, the unmistakable outline of his semi-hardness was clearly visible to her. She was amazed at this man and his capacity to care for her and the heat they created between each other. He handed Marin another frosty mug with a fresh drink and set the sizzling hot ribeye at her place at the table. A tossed salad and stuffed mushroom caps completed the menu as they dined together in a peaceful haze. They passed the time with idle chit chat about the week past and how the kids were doing in school and such. Finally, Marin broached the subject of being away for the seminar. “I don’t have to go, but it would be neat to see what else is coming for future changes.”
“Go for it, Honey. I am fine with the kids, and you need the break.” He smiled and stroked her arm to drive the point home that he was in complete agreement with supporting her. “Besides, maybe you can find some fun while you are there…” His leering grin told her all she needed to know. “Fun” meant adult interaction, whatever level that might take. They had been talking for a while about fooling around with other people. Not necessary, as they were both very satisfied and fulfilled, they both just really enjoyed the flirting and playing that comes from “lifestyle” fun.
“Well, it is funny you should say that, because have I got a story to tell!” and Marin proceeded to start at the beginning of her sexually charged day, recalling each delicious detail, in a deep sultry voice. She was making a game of it now, telling her husband about how wet she was and how she caught the scent from the other women. They had chatted about all her coworkers from time to time and Sam made no secret about which of them he found appealing and which ones he “got the vibe” from. She noticed his breathing growing a bit ragged and they both reached for drinks more frequently to wet their dry mouths. Marin slid a foot up his leg and knowingly found his cock in full hardness. As she teased her foot across his crotch, the precum dampness soaked through his jeans. They both were wearing a flushed expression of desire as she told him about Katherine fingering herself in the stall. “All I could see the rest of the day was her one shoe under the door!” Marin breathed. “I could barely stop from touching myself all afternoon.”
Sam looked at her with the animal lust that they experienced when they had not had each other for a few days. “Why do we take this to the living room for a more comfortable seat and you can continue telling me about your day.”
As Marin slid off her chair, she caught a scent of her own arousal. Her mouth watered at the thought of Sam’s rock-hard prick and how it would catch the back of her throat. As they entered the living room, she took stock of the scene. Candles burned around the room, the was a soaking pan kept warm with a candle for her feet, and the peppermint massage oil was warming beside the pan. A fluffy towel completed the kit. “My, my, weren’t you a busy lad?!?” she said. He was always doing things like this. “I knew you had a crazy 4 shifts and wanted to treat you.” He gently steered her to the couch and stripped her pants and socks off. “So, tell me more…” he prodded as he washed her feet in preparation for the massage.
“…And then”, she picked up the thread, “if catching Katherine was not enough, Angelique hit on me in the stock room!” She shifted slightly to offer a better angle as Sam worked his way up her calves. “She like seriously asked me if I’d ever had a woman lick my pussy!” she gasped just a little as his hands slid up her legs, “…And the invited us to “drop over for a drink”.” Marin could feel the strain of the week slowly ebb from her as Sam’s hands journeyed across her thighs and his knuckles occasionally brushed her swollen lips, sending little shocks deep inside. “Maybe that would be fun” he said absent mindedly, as he was completely engrossed in fingering her now. “Maybe so” Marin said in a ragged, hoarse voice, her breath coming a more quickly with each thrust of his hand. Marin gave in to the awesome sensation of his third finger slipping into place and arched her back, bearing down on his hand and taking full advantage of his experienced touch. Her twat quivered as she came forcefully on his hand. “So now I will work on your feet again” the excited gleam in his eye betraying how much he enjoyed finger fucking her. “… you were saying something about Angelique, I think…” he said as the warm oil flowed across the top of her first foot. He began at her heel and worked his way down to each toe. “God that feels amazing” she breathed as she tried to pick up where she left off in her recollections of her day. “…So yeah, Katherine was diddling herself, Angelique all but offer to lick me, and I was daydreaming about Julia’s nipple ring and a pierced clit.”. Marin sighed deeply as Sam switched to her other foot. “ I don’t know what was going on with everyone today but it was like there was something in the air” she licked her lips and continued, “I was wet most of the day and then to find you here with supper cooked and an evening planned, well I am just going to fuck you silly!”
“I’d like that very much” Sam leered at her, “let me make you more comfortable” he said as he shifted her ass closer to the edge of the couch. He stood up and slowly opened the button fly jeans. She was rapt as he released his cock from the denim and stroked it a few times for good effect. “Fuck I love watching you play with your cock” Marin breathed. He leaned forward and sucked deeply on her now exposed tits, drawing the nipples to full, puffy erectness. Marin couldn’t help herself as she slid one foot up to his waist and drew his hardness closer to her eager opening. “I see you are done waiting” he breathed as he complied and slid the full length into her in one abrupt thrust, burying himself in her until his pubic bone crushed her delicate clit in delicious agony. Marin swiveled her hungry hips up further and received his cock. Her heels dug into his hips, urgently driving him deeper and setting a satisfying pace. Sam was in that enviable place where after the conversation and her foot teasing his cock and the excitement of rubbing her, his cock was so engorged it was almost like he was wearing a cock ring. The swollen purple head was almost numb with pressure, and he could fuck for 15 or 20 minutes without pause. Marin loved his cock, it’s hardness driving into her, she reached up and grasped both of his nipples, savoring the sensation of pinching him and the resulting thrust that came from the beautiful pain she inflicted. Her pinching encouraged Sam to fuck her deeper as her next orgasm was rapidly building. “Oh, FUCK MY PUSSY”, Marin growled, “Fuck me until I cum all over your shaft!”
A slight change of the angle and Sam was hitting that wonderful spot that drove her wild. 3, 4, 5, oh fuck, she could not hold back any longer. She dug her nails into his shoulders and shuddered as she came again. Her flood of wetness broke the resolve of her husband and he loss all control of his orgasm, flooding her pussy with his thick, sweet cum. The warm jets hitting her cervix triggered her all over again and she kept spasming in a prolonged orgasm. They collapsed in a quivering heap.
“My fuck, that was deep” Marin murmured. “I have been wanting that all day”.
Sam roused and grinned, “Me as well, my Love, me as well!” As he gulped some ice water to replenish his reserves, he stood up. “Shall we continue this evening in the bedroom? The rest of your surprise is still waiting…”
Chapter 3-
Katherine sat in the driveway in a pearl white Mustang, with the convertible top down. Marin had given a little wave out the window, acknowledging that her boss had arrived to pick her up for the drive. As she had suggested the carpool, Katherine had tried to book a rental car for the drive to Halifax. Finding nothing available, she exercised boss’s privilege and decide to take her own car. Marin was happy to see the late model sports car. It would make the drive a little more fun.
“Sorry, I just had to make sure everything was locked up” Marin said as she tucked her hard-sided overnight bag into the trunk. Unsure of what to expect, she packed a little extra, just in case. She enjoyed Halifax a lot and hoped there might be a bit of down time to stroll along the waterfront.
“No problem” smiled Katherine, “We can make up some time on the road.” As always, Katherine was looking chic in a slim pencil skirt and creamy silk blouse. Her black patent leather pumps expertly worked the clutch and throttle in concert as she worked her way through the 6-speed manual and piloted the convertible down the ramp and onto the highway. “You like my choice of transportation?” Katherine asked Marin as the wind tussled their hair. “There are silk scarves in the glove box for our hair” she nodded to the dash, “Would you mind tying my hair back?” Marin popped open the glove box and pulled out a couple of large raw silk scarves. She expertly wrapped her hair back to prevent the tangles and then reached over and repeated the process for her boss. “Thanks Marin.” She smiled as Marin settled back into the supple leather seat and buckled up. The seat belt hugged her breasts and flattened the cashmere sweater she had chosen tightly to her ample tits. The V-neck tugged a little lower than she would have liked, but it was just the two of them in the car… and every truck that Katherine was passing. “I decided to reward myself when I turned 55 with a something fun, so I found this Mustang and fell in love with the color!” Katherine reached over and tweaked the volume on the radio until Marin could feel the bass notes drumming through her seat. She just smiled and laughed as conversation was too difficult with the stereo and highway speeds. Marin casually glanced over as the speedometer needle danced past 160 and showed no indication of dropping back down to a normal speed. She regarded Katherine’s relaxed pose behind the wheel and the solid confidence with which she handled the car. “Don’t worry, I am trained!” she laughed as she pointed casually at the decal on the bottom of the windshield that read “Shannonville Race School”.
Marin shifted a bit in her seat and gave in to the exhilarating sensation of cutting through the warm autumn air at almost 200 kph. She loved the speed and the blur of the scenery. They kept that pace up, slowing only for the well-known spots when the RCMP often sat in wait. The thrill ride got caught in the molasses that was traffic as they neared the airport outside of Halifax. The drive that usually ate up almost 5 hours, had gotten whittled down to just over 3.
As they had slowed, conversation became practical again and they traded the small talk of two women who worked together but didn’t really know each other. Marin was somewhat surprised by the similarities they shared. First marriages didn’t work, each had a son and daughter, better luck with second marriages, and so on. A few years different in age, but still a lot in common. “It appears as though we have a fan” Katherine chuckled as she nodded to the distinguished salt and pepper head that couldn’t stop staring at them as the edged toward the bridge. Marin regarded him for a moment and mused” He better get ahold of himself and drive before he…” she couldn’t get the sentence out before his black Chrysler 300 tagged the rear bumper of the F-150 in front of him. “Oh, My Fucking God!” He was so busy looking at your tits, he hit that truck!” Katherine laughed, “It’s not the first time!” She had popped a couple extra buttons during the drive and the lace of her bra was showing in the cleavage. It was clear she enjoyed the potency she had and reveled in her power. Marin completely understood. “Besides, I don’t think it was just my tits he was trying to get a look at.” As she glanced appreciatively at Marin’s sweater clad chest. Katherine was a nicely put together woman with a solid C cup, but she gazed with a bit of envy at the DD rack that Marin had. “Tits and tires confuse men when they mix!” Marin said with a laugh. “Take the most reasonable, educated man, and wave a pair of tits in his face and he dissolves into a babbling goof.” Both women laugh knowingly. “Yup” Katherine chuckled “It is wrong, but so fun to unhinge them!”
The rest of the drive passed without incident except for the attendant at the toll booth who banged his head on the window frame of his booth when handing Katherine her change and catching a glance of her cleavage and the skirt riding up as she shifted in first gear. She tore away laughing and smoked the tires.
As they checked in to the hotel, Katherine took a moment to check her smart phone. “I have a few emails to answer and a couple calls to make, why don’t we get freshened up and meet for supper around 7?”
“Sounds good” Marin said as the desk clerk coded her key and tucked it into the cardboard sleeve.
“Room 337” she smiled, “I hope you enjoy your evening” she said as she handed the packet over the gleaming counter.
Marin stepped into the elevator with Katherine, taking note that she was carrying a key pack for room 339.
Marin stepped into her room, adjacent to Katherine’s. She could hear her boss talking with someone as she had started the call in the elevator, to address a couple of issues that had cropped up. “Sometimes it must be a pain in the ass to deal with all that horseshit” she mused. She had pondered a manager position a few months ago but opted not to apply. The weekday schedule had been attractive, but the prospect of having 48 staff reporting to her was not that enticing. She figured she would check in with Sam. She smiled at the tenderness she still felt from the deep thrusts of their lovemaking two nights ago. “Hi ya Babe!” his smile carried through his voice over the phone. They chatted about the wild drive down, the fender bender and toll booth clerk and the routine of the household. Kids were good, school had been usual, homework done, and the home fires were being tended by an awesome husband.
“We are going to grab supper around 7, so I better get cleaned up” Marin said.
“Ok Babe just make sure you unpack carefully to find the surprise I slipped into your bag.” He said with a sly laugh. “And remember I am supposed to get video…” They exchanged an “I love you” and hung up. Curious, Marin plopped her bag up onto the foot of the king-sized bed and opened the zipper. As she rummaged around in the suitcase, she felt a hard, heavy shape in a velvet bag. Loosening the drawstrings, she slid a gleaming glass dildo out onto the bed. Ribs on one side and nubs on the other with egg shaped knots on both ends, it was about 9 inches long and almost 2 inches in diameter, with a subtle curve. “My God, this must weigh about 2 pounds!” she mused. The post it note attached said everything. “For your fucking pleasure!” She laughed at the coarse humor. He was always doing the little things that made her want him even more. She remembered a trip to Toronto when they bought the glass toys. The heavy, thick glass was so great at temperature changes. Cold from the fridge or a few minutes in some hot water to change the sensations was so awesome. She glanced at the clock and pondered her options. Shower to wash the road away from the trip with the top down, and a quick style of her hair was definitely in order, but she so badly wanted some release. The adventure of the trip, fast drive and flirting that had gone on during the trip had her pussy primed for a cock. The heavy glass felt promising in her hand as she headed to the shower and got the water running to warm up. As she waited, she regarded her reflection in the mirror. Her face was flushed with excitement and her eyes were dancing with the anticipation of a break from the routine of kids and home. She looked further down and saw her breasts, nipples puffy after the release from her lacy bra, the areoles were quite dark and gave a beautiful contrast to the pink nipples, still a bit tender from the solid fucking Sam had given her 2 days earlier. Wetness that had nothing to do with the water splashing into the tub spread between her thighs. She picked the dildo up from the counter where she had absent mindedly laid it down. A wicked grin spread across her face when she thought about Sam’s parting words. “If it is a video he wants, a video he will get” she mused in a sultry voice.
She positioned her phone, so the camera angle was just perfect and swiveled her hips to place one foot up on the counter, spreading her legs wide open. The image she saw perfectly filled the screen, and she reached down with her free hand and spread herself open. The glass head was still cool and drew a little gasp from her as it entered. Straight to her canal, not bothering with warming it on her belly or with her mouth, she slid the first 1/3 of the ribbed side in and out in a slow, lazy fashion to coat it with her lust that was making everything slick. Fuck, the heavy hardness felt good. She let the weight of the dildo apply a gentle force on the floor of her pussy as she worked it deeper in. “Oh, fuck Sam, I love that you added this to my bag” she said to the camera for his benefit. “Now watch me fuck myself!” and she proceeded to work the glass deeper and deeper until she only had a couple inches left to hold on to. She trailed her other hand into the frame of the video and watched the screen as she flicked and teased her swollen clit. Her womanhood glistened from the attention, and she was fully into the masturbation now. The steam from the shower told her that the water was hot, but she was so close, she wasn’t going to slow down. Greedy lust crossed her countenance as she leveraged a finger under the glass shaft and angled it up slightly to hit the tender spot inside. A few more strokes were all she could handle, and her orgasm was as much from the fingers as it was from seeing the look on her face, repeated back to her as she stared at the camera. She clenched and clung to the counter for a moment of recovery, before grinning wickedly into the camera lens.” If my pussy was that hungry, just imagine how greedy my mouth is.” As she licked her lips suggestively. That would drive Sam wild. With a little sigh, she returned to the moment and let the weighty glass rod slip out as she relaxed her muscles a bit after the solo orgasm. She took a moment to savor the warm tingle in her juicy pussy and then stepped into the hot shower. The warmth of the water spread across her back and sluiced down the crack of her beautiful ass. Lost in the sensation for a minute, she arched and enjoyed the feeling before she became more purposeful. She gave her hair a quick wash and conditioned it. While she let the conditioner set, the light citrus fragrance filled the shower and she started with the body wash. The luffa gently scoured her tanned body from the neck down, almost painful on the tender insides of her arms and legs, but only almost. Across her lower back and ass, down her legs, she checked her shave and decided it would do. After all, it was just dinner with Katherine, so it wasn’t likely anyone would complain and besides she had opted for a pair of smart black pinstriped slacks for the evening, in case it got chilly. She stood and scrubbed her face to complete the ritual and then ducked her head under the water for a complete rinse.
The heated tile floor greeted her bare feet as she stepped out of the shower, and she toweled herself dry, going a bit gentle between her legs. She padded out of the bathroom, phone in hand and smiled an evil little grin as she attached the video to a text message to Sam. “That should keep him busy for a while!” She knew he was doing the nightly routine with the kids and setting up for the next morning, so it would be a pleasant distraction when he got the message. She marveled that even after 11 years, they still “sexted” and teased each other with explicit pictures and voice mail. They had a sexuality that she had only read about before, and never knew anyone who wove that hunger into the day to day. She had long ago stopped worrying about the sideways glances they got from the other shoppers if they were a little too “touchy, feely” while in the mall or the grocery store. It was nothing for Sam to trail his fingers across the outline of her asscrack in the produce section or her to casually drag her nails up his denim clad thigh, and brush across his cock bulge. They were always respectful of school aged kids, but if the aisle was only occupied by adult shoppers, well, God only knew what might come next.
She shook out of her reverie as she let the silky blouse drop onto her shoulders. The matched bra and panty set underneath the black slacks and red blouse were new and she looked at the reflection in the large mirror. “Not a bad effort, overall” was her conclusion. Chic, with a little professional edge that could change up at the release of a button or two on the blouse. The hammered silver necklace was a custom piece from their last anniversary and sat very comfortably on her neck, just below where a choker might be, but higher than typical pieces.
The gentle knock at the door inside her room confused her for a brief second until she remembered the adjoining room was Katherine’s. “Just a sec” she called as she glanced around in a quick inspection to see if the room looked presentable. She opened the door and saw Katherine was ready for supper, having changed into comfy jeans and the blouse was replaced by an argyle pullover, with a deep V-neck. The single string of pearls at her neck matched the bracelet on her wrist and she looked…. what was the word? Hot!
Marin couldn’t help but comment “God Katherine, you look great!” That brought a smile to her boss’ face. “Thanks, you look pretty great yourself” she hesitated slightly, and Marin thought she saw her boss briefly bite at her lip as if to make a tough decision,” She continued “please call me Kate if you like when we are not at work, I think we can relax a little.”
Marin saw Kate’s eyes focus beyond her shoulder and wondered what she could be looking at. She flushed when she realized the only thing behind her was the mirror showing her back. “I have always admired your ass, Marin” Katherine, or rather Kate said flatly. “I have always tried to work my ass to that nice round look but haven’t had much success.” She said as she turned a quarter turn in the door way as if to compare ass profiles. Marin was a little dumbfounded with how calm she was following this line of conversation. I mean joking around at a kitchen party was one thing and she could hold her own, but the was her boss, alone, in a hotel room. “Well I think you have a great ass, and it pops nice when you have heels on” Marin immediately had the imagine of the one 3-inch pump under the stall door from a few days earlier and recalled the wet sound of the owner of those shoes fingering herself in the bathroom. Her cheeks burned with a full flush and she quickly moved to create some space in the conversation. “So, let’s see what the dining room has to offer.” she suggested to keep things back on the safe side of this conversation.
They exited through Marin’s room and as they strode past the bathroom, she was pretty certain Kate saw the glass dildo resting on the towel, drying after Marin had cleaned it. The elevator ride was idle chit chat as they shared the space with a young couple taking their kids to the pool, or so it looked by their attire.
Exiting the elevator, they strolled across the lobby, impossible to be quiet in their respective high heels and drew an appreciative glance from the staff at the desk and a slightly familiar stranger seated with a newspaper and coffee. He reached over to replace the coffee cup on the saucer and missed, slopping the hot brown liquid across the back of his hand. Marin couldn’t help but smirk and then she locked eyes with him. The penny dropped with a crash. “My fuck, Kate that’s the guy who rear ended the half ton beside us this afternoon!”
“Right, you are Marin, and it looks like we did it to him again” she laughed as she watched him dab the coffee with a napkin.
That put a little extra pep in their stride as they walked into the dining room and the hostess seated them. The booth gave a nice view of the harbor and they both gazed out for a moment.
“Good evening Ladies, I’m Cameron and I will be taking care of you this evening.” Katherine and Marin regarded Cameron with a practiced eye. Just shy of 6 feet, narrow at the waist, nice shoulders and chest, in the typical black slacks and white dress shirt, open at the throat. Cameron’s Irish ancestors had gifted him with the classic red hair and blue eyes. His complexion was very fair with boyish freckles, but he wore them well. Late 20’s, Marin guessed as she glanced toward the menu to hide the visual inspection of how his trousers hung on those slim hips, cut to nicely display a hint of promise.
“Let’s treat ourselves, Marin.” Katherine said as she reached for the wine list. “Anything you want to avoid?” she asked.
“Not really, my tastes are pretty flexible, but I do stray more towards the big, bodied reds. The sentence was out of her mouth before she thought about Cameron, still perched at the edge of the table, now crimson red with a blush. Katherine chuckled as she caught sight of his blush. “Alrighty then let’s make it a Masi, the Amarone.” she smirked, “That should start us off on the right foot, and let’s add the mushroom caps and baked brie as our appetizer.” Marin nodded her affirmation on the choices and looked forwarded to the red pepper jelly with the brie.
Cameron turned away from the table to get their order into the kitchen, and the sommelier arrived with the Masi. A mature, well-knit Acadian, Gilles, expertly undressed Katherine with his eyes as he absentmindedly opened the fragrant Amarone. A splash in each glass, and he presented the cork for inspection and gave a brief swirl to demonstrate the cling of the rich, deep red wine. “I trust this will be to your liking, Madame?” he smiled as his eyes travelled across Marin’s full chest.
“Yes, thank you, Gilles, this is delicious” Katherine smiled her approval and Gilles poured the first serving into the two glasses, and after a quick wipe of the bottle, was off to his next table. Marin and Katherine both reached for a garlic knot from the fresh basket in the center of the table and enjoyed a silent sip of the Masi.
“Awesome” was Marin’s assessment. She enjoyed the smooth, bold notes of the Amarone, her palate sorting through the complex tones and distinguishing an undercurrent of black currants and perhaps cherries. “Sam and I bottled an Amarone last Christmas, and it is very close to this Masi. We really enjoy entertaining and hosting. We did a wine and cheese a few years ago and that was really my first true introduction to wine.”
“That sounds like fun” Katherine was listening and watching the room at the same time. “
“Yes, we have a great time when we host. Last Halloween we had a party for my floor, and had about 20 people over, it started as cocktails, but ended up as a shooter party when the nurses wouldn’t stop talking about work. Sam instituted a rule, if you had something work related to say, you had to shoot tequila first.” Katherine laughed “Awesome rule! We will have to keep that in mind for tonight and future staff parties! That will make things flow a bit smoother!”
The two women chatted over dinner, learning about each other’s “non-work” lives. Idle conversation and the delicious wine and appetizers created a warm glow and removed the normally guarded approach they each took when discussing personal background. Without noticing, they found the bottom of the first bottle of red and Gilles had silently replaced it with another. The main course arrived, succulent pork loin, with an apple currant glaze and oven roasted potatoes, which paired very nicely with the bold red.
As they began the third glass, their chit chat had turned from family and food to men. “Sam is a lucky man to have you at home, Marin.” Katherine said appreciatively.
“Yes, he is!” Marin blushed, “And he knows it.” Every day they both did the little things that stoked the fire hotter.
“I see the flowers show up on those “just because” days and notice if he drops into the floor. He has a very nice ass, by the way. I hope you don’t mind my noticing!”
Marin laughed, “Kate, you can watch my husband’s ass all you like! That won’t bother me or him in the least. He thinks you are hot as well.”
It was Katherine’s turn to laugh, “Well then, it seems you two have been talking about me!” Marin was approaching the bottom of the third glass and was a little bolder than usual, but despite that, she felt a natural trust in the conversation. “We have.” She confessed. “From time to time, he mentions you and we wondered if you might like to socialize, but the whole work versus personal friend thing comes into play….” She trailed off, uncertain where the conversation could go.
“I would love to get together with you sometime and trust me, I can keep work at work and friends separate. It is tricky sometimes if other staff catch wind of it, and noses get bend out of shape, so I learned to keep it separate.” Katherine swirled her glass a bit and drained the third one as well, keeping pace with Marin.
They both passed on dessert, opting to finish the wine instead. Cameron, who had been perfectly attentive all evening appeared a final time. “Is there anything else you would like this evening?” he asked in an over-the-top innocent voice.
“Anything!?” Katherine drew the word out suggestively, like a predator eyeing a fresh kill. Marin smirked as she saw Cameron flush beet red and swore, she saw his cock bulge twitch as the sound of Kate’s voice.
Flummoxed, Cameron bravely hung in there, but was outclassed in this battle of wits. They settled the bill and slowly strolled across the dining room to the patio. The stairs led down to a boardwalk, which provided a brief stroll back around to the front of the hotel. Dusk was all but gone as the evening had flown by in a comfortable haze of chat and wine. “I have really enjoyed this evening, Kate” Marin smiled her appreciation and touched Katherine on the shoulder to underscore the gratitude. “It is a nice break to have a grown-up dinner.”
“My pleasure! I really enjoyed getting to know about you outside of work.” Katherine’s hand returned the gesture.
Exiting the elevator on the third floor, they ambled down the hall, the warm glow of wine, food and friendship causing both of them to slow the pace as to prolong the chat. As they reached 337 first, Marin slipped her key card into the door and pushed into her room. “Oh, shit! I don’t have my key. I think I left it in my room when we left from yours.” Marin looked inside and found the adjoining door ajar on both sides. “Kate, come on in, we left the connector doors open.”
As they stepped into the room, Marin’s phone chimed. It was Sam texting back his appreciation of the video Marin had sent before supper. She laughed and typed back the appropriate emoji and turned her attention back to Katherine, standing in the adjoining doorway. “Thanks again for the lovely evening, Kate.”
Katherine stood with a vaguely uncertain expression, almost nervous, which was out of character for her. “Marin, I really enjoyed our evening, and I have to say I am curious about something, but a little afraid to ask.” Marin thought she saw a quick swallow, as if Katherine was strenghtening her resolve.
“Please ask me anything you’d like, no harm, no foul” Marin said to open the floor, completely baffled where the conversation might be going.
“Ok, I am wondering….um…, Your glass rod? What does it feel like?” She paused for another nervous moment to wet her lips. “I have been looking at them for a while but haven’t gotten around to ordering one.”
Marin, still enjoying the tingle of the red wine at the base of her neck, laughed. She was totally off guard and surprised at her boss showing signs of being nervous. “Kate, it is no problem, relax. I forgot to tuck that away after I made the video for Sam. I don’t mind talking about it. We are pretty open about our sexuality, and I am very comfortable with you this evening.”
Katherine’s face reflected her combined relaxation, intrigue and anticipation as Marin stepped past her to retrieve the glass dildo from the towel on the bathroom counter. “Here you are.” she handed the dildo to Katherine, who took it with a surprised look. “Jezzzus, it is heavy.” She hefted the weight of it and ran a finger along the nubs and ribs. “It looks so…hard. Do the nubs and ribs really give a different feeling?”
Marin took Katherine’s hand and formed a circle of her index finger and thumb. “I wondered the same thing, and this is how the sales lady demoed it for me.” She slid the gleaming glass into the finger hole, first one end and then the other. “I like the nubs better, I think” Katherine breathed. All at once the heat of the moment hit them both. Their senses became painfully aware that they were holding a dildo between their two hands, nipples were stiffening, and wetness was building. It was like an electric current passed through both of them, and they were afraid to move in case they loss a handle on the moment.
“Wow, Marin, I…um…yeah, ok then.” Katherine, usually so in charge, was quite unhinged. Marin, charged with the build up to the trip, the fast drive, grown up conversation, great wine and food, and the afterglow of the fucking she had recorded for Sam, was in a high state of arousal. She had fooled around a little bit with other women a couple times during some playtime with Sam and a few other couples. She certainly did not consider herself bisexual but was pretty curious about some things. “Kate, it is ok, I am sorry if I crossed a line.” But her voice did not really sound sorry.
“Marin, I am ok. Shawn and I are good together, but not really adventurous.” She had drawn her hand back from Marin’s touch but hung onto the heavy glass. “I like the feel of this a lot. Do you mind if I try it?” she asked somewhat shyly. “For sure, go ahead” Marin gushed. “No problem.” She watched somewhat surprised as Katherine walked past her toward the sofa lounger. “Maybe, if you wouldn’t mind, you could give me some pointers?” Katherine asked in a sly, sultry voice. Clearly, she was coming back to balance, and Marin watched the uncertainty fall away from Katherine’s face. Marin silently nodded her consent, and her face showed her approval as Katherine settled onto the sofa, her jeans already open and slipped down over her hips. Her neatly trimmed pussy was glistening with her anticipation, as she kicked off her shoes and got one foot free of her jeans. Marin’s brain sputtered back to reality as she assumed the teacher role. “So, the glass is really great at holding heat, like you have been holding it for a while now, so it should feel almost body temperature.” Katherine nodded, attentive to the instruction. “Go ahead and rub your clit with it” she breathed. She watched with rapt attention as her boss ran the nubs across her swollen clit, parting her labia with each stroke. The passage of each bumps shot jolts of pleasure into her and she shifted forward to take more of the hard weight on her clit. Marin watched with a mixture of amazement and envy. Amazed that this was happening in front of her and envious because she knew how great those nubs felt. Drawing a little closer, her senses were assaulted by Katherine arousal. The scent of her, the sound of her breath growing ragged and the wetness being stirred by the smooth glass was causing her own twat to soak the crotch of her white thong. “So, now that you are nice and wet, slip the length inside and ride the nubs…” Katherine silently obeyed her guidance. Marin had never dreamed that she would be coaching another woman how to fuck herself and was finding the control a huge turn-on. “Just take what you find comfortable and let the weight of the rod give you the pressure” Marin watched as Katherine’s glistening pussy swallowed everything except the knot that her fingers were grasping. “Ok so it appears you are enjoying that a little too much. Time to switch it up.” A wicked gleam in her eyes telegraphed her immense arousal as she reached down into Katherine womanhood and stole the pleasure rod from the tight grip. A confused pout crossed Katherine’s face until Marin slid two fingers deep inside. “I will just be a moment, don’t stop with your fingers.” She drove home her command by grasping Katherine’s hand and directing her two fingers into the space that Marin had occupied seconds earlier. Katherine eyes glazed over in pleasure at the different sensations, the new experience of having another woman touch her and the rod.
Marin, glass dildo in hand, strode to the bathroom and ran the cold water over the rod, until her hand ached. As the hard glass took the cold, she regarded herself in the mirror, flushed with excitement, nipples taunt, lips dry, and eyes glistening. “What the fuck is going on!?” she whispered to herself.
“Now we do the cold.” As she approached Katherine, she saw her boss had shed her sweater and bra. Laying completely naked and exposed, she was eagerly awaiting the lesson to continue. “So, the contrasting sensations are very powerful” Marin stated as she drew the heavy cold glass across Katherine puffy nipples. The resulting gasp told her everything she needed to know. Katherine was fully aroused and completely into the role reversal and loving it. Marin as well was drunk on the sense of power and command that she felt, and they were both building to a crescendo.
Trailing the rod across Katherine belly, she continued her lesson. “One of the best things is how long the glass holds the cold. So I can torment your body until, “without warning she slapped Katherine’s hand out of the way and she plunged the rod back into Katherine’s tight fuck hole. The giant moan that escaped from her mouth told Marin everything she needed to know. The cold rod parted the hot wetness with a delicious purpose. Marin held on to the rod and started to pump it in and out slowly. She locked eyes with Katherine and saw her appreciative surrender. Intoxicated with the power of pleasuring another woman, Marin expertly worked the rod as Katherine began to writhe on the sofa. “Until you are begging for release” Marin’s voice was a hoarse version of her normal sound. Katherine swiveled her pelvis into downward pressure as the urgency on her face grew. Her hands roamed across Marin’s ass and settled on the waistband of the black slacks. She slid the fabric over Marin’s hips and dug her fingers into the dripping honey pot she found. One hand stayed inside Marin and the other ran up under the silk blouse and pinched the engorged nipples through the lace bra. Both women were lost to the moment. Nothing was taboo or a question of right or wrong. Only the sensations mattered. “Oh my FUCK…..” Katherine stifled a scream as she began to cum. Marin felt the muscles pulse and pull on the hard rod and was shocked at how powerful the turn on was. Her quim ached from Katherine’s fingering, and she was consumed by animal lust. One glance down at the 5 inches of glass still sticking out of her boss was all she needed. “And now we can share” her sultry voice was as much asking as it was warning Katherine. Silent consent was all she needed. Swiveling and kicking the trousers off she splayed Katherine’s legs open and slid hers into the V. Delicate pussy flesh that had never felt another woman was now pressing together in scissor like fashion and her hand guided the head of the glass dildo, one end still buried, into her hungry pussy. Her fuck hole tightened, and she slid forward until both women were impaled. “Now this I had never done so we will have to figure it out together” Marin breathed as she began fucking the dildo as much as she was fucking Katherine. “Marin, please teach me” Katherine played along in a submissive voice. She was matching Marin thrust for thrust, in a hungry fashion. Marin could not believe the power washing over her as she felt a deep orgasm building. Her mind flashed back a few weeks ago when she had pegged Sam with the first strap on they had ever tried. Fucking his ass, in complete control had driven him wild and her into an animal-like trance. Those images mixed with the feeling of Katherine’s swollen clit tickling her own set the avalanche in motion. A deep primal scream surged through her as the rod bounced across her g-spot. All at once, she lost control and erupted into a powerful, streaming orgasm, shuddering as she ground her pussy against Katherine’s. The hot jets squirting against Katherine overloaded her senses to a new level and she began to shake uncontrollably as her own fountain of lust overflowed in a deep wet spray that was bathing each of them. They collapsed in a gasping heap, too spent to move, or speak for a moment. After a few minutes of recovery, Marin stirred. Slowly they dislodged the glass connector and separated. “Well, that was definitely a first for me.” Katherine said, slowly coming back to balance. “Same for me. Marin was still stunned at how easily the two women had morphed from boss / co-worker to wanton sorority sisters.
“Marin, I hope you know how private of a person I am.” Katherine began to state the obvious, but Marin gently interrupted her still naked boss. “Kate, I am going to let you in on a little secret. I’m very private too. I don’t share a lot of personal info with co-workers and my circle of friends are even tighter.” She paused for a gulp from the water bottle on the end table and then continued. “Our experience today and tonight is nobody’s business and I appreciate the need for discretion and expect the same respect. My husband is the only one I share everything with. And I mean everything. We have been playing in the “lifestyle” for about 2 years, and we have two rules. One, there are absolutely no secrets. Two, we always play together or with full knowledge and agreement from each other.”
“Oh my God, Marin! I had no clue that your marriage was open.” Katherine gasped. “I am truly surprised.”
“I wouldn’t call it an “open marriage”, but rather we are open about our sexuality and see our play time as an extension of the passion we have. Nothing happens without us first discussing and agreeing. Like this trip, Sam thought I should come and have some fun. When I reward him with the story, he will be very happy indeed.” She laughed at the expression on Katherine’s face, seemingly uncomfortable with the idea of Sam knowing what happened. “He won’t be mad or disappointed?” Katherine questioned.
“On the contrary, he will be hard as a rock and probably fuck me into a coma!” Marin chuckled with anticipation.
Katherine pondered that for a moment, then with a sly, suggestive look said, “Perhaps we should tell him together then.”
Marin gave a deep laugh and shrugged her shoulders. “What the hell, I am up for it.”
“Ok, you two need to come over this Friday. If you don’t mind, I have about a million questions about “lifestyle play” and how this works. Shawn and I had talked about spicing things up but really haven’t the foggiest idea of where to start or who to talk to. Everything seemed so indiscrete.”
Katherine and Marin comfortably lounged on the sofa, sipping water and chatting about how difficult finding a private relationship was when you dealt with the public. They talked about sex, their husbands, and how the difference between fun sex and romance was misunderstood by so many people. They completely lost track of the hours slipping away, mellowed by the afterglow of the deep orgasm they shared and the bond of trust that had formed. Fueled by the energy of exploration, they talked until the clock radio beside the bed silently chided them that it was 2:47 a.m.
“We should try to get some sleep before tomorrow’s session” Marin suggested, “I hate to end our conversation, but let’s just call it a pause.” Katherine agreed, surprised at how late it was.
The two women hugged briefly and thanked each other with a deep appreciation, and reluctantly pull themselves back to the reality that they had a full day meeting tomorrow that involved 14 other facilities and two vendors. Marin leaned briefly on the door as she closed it, and surveyed the room, everything looked normal, except the large wet spot where they had squirted on the edge of the couch and the carpet. Sam had pleasured her to a g-spot orgasm before several times and she had squirted, but not with the volume that she had tonight. The relaxation of the wine and the excitement of the trip mixed with the buildup of a new experience had primed Marin for an incredible orgasm. She went into the bathroom and turned the shower on, cleaned the glass rod as she waited for the water to come to temperature. She stepped naked into the stream and got lost in the hot water drumming across her shoulders. She washed in a gentle, lingering fashion and let her mind go blank in a haze of white noise. As she stepped out and toweled dry, she felt the tenderness and tingle after glowing in her lady bits. Exhaustion began to replace the elation of her new adventure. She followed her footsteps back out to the bedroom area and pulled the comforter and sheet back. She sighed as the crisp; cool sheets surrounded her and the plush pillow top mattress cradled her ample body. The depth of her satisfaction and the weariness of the day settled over her as she sank into a deep sleep, her mind still processing the new sensations she had both felt and delivered.
