Silvia
After I closed my bedroom door, Susan and I began to undress. It was almost like we were a couple, talking about our day before going to bed. Nothing was rushed, we weren't hurrying to get naked and fuck. I liked that we felt comfortable together.
Since we were alone, Susan asked about my relationship with Michelle. I told her the truth; we barely knew each other. She and I were just gym acquaintances. Susan mentioned she had a hot body, and I agreed. But I knew nothing else about her.
I'd expected the Michelle topic, and it was fine. That small exchange between Susan and me had no emotion in it. Susan didn't appear to be jealous because there was nothing to be jealous of. Besides, we weren't in a romantic relationship as far as I knew. We were having sex, and that was pretty much it.
As we got ready for bed, we bumped into each other several times in the bathroom. They were fun bumps—hands on each other, both of us telling the other 'sorry' as our hands lingered on an ass cheek or backside.
I think the first couple of times were accidents; the rest were on purpose, and they aroused us both. Susan finished getting ready for bed first, then I soon followed. She was waiting for me, looking very comfy under the top sheet. I switched off the nightstand light and then joined her.
We lay facing each other in the dark, not speaking, just softly touching each other, enjoying the feel of our skin.
I broke the silence, “You know I never in my wildest dreams thought I'd share this bed with another woman.”
Susan replied, “Does it bother you that you are?”
I slipped my leg between Susan's, and she moved closer, placing her arm over me and pulling me tight against her.
“No, it doesn't. I think it's funny, though. I thought Lloyd and I had been married for a couple of years, and things were going well. One night, he asked me if I'd ever considered adding another woman to our relationship. I was a little shocked when he said that. But, he'd been drinking and was feeling no pain."
I could feel Susan's astonishment when she replied, "That's typical for men and some women. But mostly men, I think. What did you say?"
I giggled, "Well, I told him I'd be willing to have another woman in bed with us right after we had another man."
Susan laughed, “I bet that shut him up.”
I replied, "It did. But, recently, I wondered if I could since this was our bed."
Susan kissed my forehead, "I'm glad you've gotten over your anxiety. I like being in your bed, Silvia."
I squirmed, "I like you in it also. We'll have to talk in the morning. Right now, I want to hear you call my name and beg me not to stop making love to you."
Susan purred, “Sounds like heaven to me, Silvia.”
We kissed, sloppy and wet. I used my body weight to roll Susan onto her back.
I nuzzled her neck before moving lower. I felt Susan's hands guide my head to her breast and hold me there. Once I began nursing, she released me and whispered how she loved my tongue on her nipple. I heard her let out a tiny growl as I tugged the nipple I had been sucking with my teeth. Switching back and forth between breasts, I alternated sucking and tugging until Susan asked me to pull harder.
As I suckled, I reached down and began fingering my love. I felt Susan shudder when my finger brushed against her sensitive clit.
Susan groaned, “God, Silvia. Marry me.”
I knew she was kidding, but it made me feel good. I continued playing with her for a few more minutes until my hand was drenched. I left her saliva-coated nipples to move between her legs. I could hear her heavy breathing as I shifted my position.
Lowering my face to her nether region, I kissed her thighs before licking them. Susan bent her legs and opened them as wide as possible while I toyed with her.
When Susan asked me, "Oh, fuck, Silvia. Lick me, baby. I need to feel your tongue in my pussy."
I gladly complied, placing my face over her. I lapped the juices on her skin, then split her labia with my tongue.
Susan slammed the bed with both hands, “Yes, baby. Fuck, yes.”
I smiled as my cheeks became moistened with her honey. My tongue didn't fool around and went straight for her swollen clit. The tip circled it, teasing her for a few moments before it focused and took her to the edge.
I pressed my face to her and rapidly bathed her with my tongue. Susan arched her back, pushing her head into the pillow, when I slipped a finger in. Another 'Fuck', yes' echoed off the bedroom walls as Susan neared her climax.
I moved my hand so I could try and rub her rosebud at the same time. Susan figured that out and turned slightly to give me access.
We continued like that until Susan grunted and convulsed as she hit the apex. I stopped playing with her ass and slowed my licking as she writhed on my bed. When her trembling slowed, I removed my tongue from her vagina to clean up the mess I'd made.
Susan lay panting. She couldn't put a complete sentence together without pausing between words. When she asked me to kiss her, I returned to snuggle in her arms. She could taste herself on my lips and told me how wonderful she felt.
She asked if we could stay in bed all day instead of attending the convention. I told her I didn't have a problem with that. She giggled as we cuddled and kissed.
We lay in the dark, talking about where this might lead. I told her I didn't know; we lived so far apart, and I wouldn't move until Megan at least graduated from high school. She said she loved her job and had roots where she was. She suggested we try a long-distance thing to see how it worked. I was okay with that.
We had no idea what time it was, but when we both yawned, we decided to call it a night. So, still cuddled, Susan and I fell asleep dreaming sweet dreams and maybe a wild fantasy or two.
Sunday morning arrived, and I lay in bed listening to Susan's soft breathing as she slept. It was nice to have someone sharing my bed once again, although it was only temporary. I recalled our brief conversation from the night before regarding a long-distance relationship.
It would be nice to get to know Susan better and see if we could make it last. Sadly, we were rooted where we were, and I doubted that would happen soon. I didn't see Megan and Carli lasting any longer than this weekend. Megan had her life planned out, and I didn't see Carli in it.
Maybe accommodating our guests at the convention one more day wouldn't hurt me. I admit I enjoyed the people-watching and their creativity. Who knows, perhaps I'd meet someone there and make a connection.
I slipped out of bed, put on clean panties and a cami, and then went to the kitchen to make coffee. I was soon joined by Carli again, dressed only in her panties. We said good morning as I handed her a full cup. She smiled, thanking me. I wasn't expecting you out here so early, Silvia. I would have put a top on.
I told her it was okay; Megan and I don't wear tops much here. I asked how she slept, and she replied very nicely. I think she wanted to say more but thought better of it.
She did ask how I slept, and I told her very soundly. We drank our coffees and discussed the convention and the scheduled seminars. I told her I wasn't dressing up today, and she said that was cool. She thought Megan was, and she definitely was.
Carli did have nice boobs, I could see why Megan would like her. I'd like her too if I didn't already have Susan.
I finished my coffee and told Carli I was going back to bed. She smiled and said she was too. The way she said it made me feel weird.
Susan was awake when I returned, lying on her side facing my side of the bed covered by the top sheet. She had an evil grin, and I asked what was up.
She pulled the sheet back and grinned, “Me!”
I laughed. While I was gone, Susan had inserted my strappy, waiting for me to return. I slipped in next to her and asked how she wanted me. She said it was my choice, I thought momentarily, and said, "How about me on top of you?"
She looked at me and said, "Oh, you mean a cowgirl?"
I hated to admit it, but I told her I didn't know the name of it. But I wanted to see her face as I bobbed up and down on it, and we could play with each other's boobs.
Susan giggled, “You're adorable, Silvia. I'd love that position with you.”
Susan had left the lube on top of the nightstand. So I grabbed it and used it to wet the strappy as Susan lay on her back, her head on the pillow. I used enough for it to slide in me without much of a problem. I was anxious and aroused as Susan smiled, waiting for me to mount her.
The toy wasn't too difficult to slip in. Susan helped guide me as I lowered myself onto her. We started slowly, with me raising myself, pausing, and gently down. This continued until we got into a rhythm without pausing.
I kept my mouth shut as much as I wanted to cry out how good it felt. Susan had trouble playing with my breasts because I kept my back straight. I bent forward and pushed at a different angle when I realized that. The sensation of the strappy against my clit and Susan toying with my nipples was divine.
Susan also loved the different motion, whispering to me how good it was. We continued fucking like that until my quads began to feel a little sore because they were doing most of the work. Luckily, I was close and my lover wasn't far behind.
After a few more minutes, I reached the promised land, shuddering on top of Susan but still moving with enough energy so she could join me. It was beautiful as I collapsed on top of her and lay panting. I didn't stay long in the position because I knew I was heavy.
We kissed, and then I managed to move, so the toy popped out. We giggled as I rolled onto the bed with the strappy pointed towards the ceiling still inside Susan. We caught our breath as Susan slowly extracted our little friend and lay it on the opposite side of her.