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Anything Goes
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Bi-Sexual Female / 32
I Did It, I Let Myself Get Picked Up By A Beautiful Woman
I have only one pickup event in my life. I went to lunch, I usually bring my lunch and eat at the office, but I needed the air so I went to the deli down the street. I sat at the counter, tables for one were not being given. A man sat beside me and began to read his emails. I commented, something to the effect that you can't get away, it follows you. Work.
He smiled and put his phone down and asked what I did. I told him I was the exec secretary for the CEO at our company. He wanted details about the company, I gave him the sales pitch that is in the brochures. He saw I wasn't wearing a ring and asked if I was divorced, I said no, lesbian.
That shut him up and I ate my pastrami on rye.
The woman sitting next to me said she overheard the conversation and she was intrigued, did I have a girlfriend. I said no, why did she ask. She said she was a lesbian too and liked the way I handled myself. She said she was from Seattle down on business for a couple of days. We talked about her business and she told me she was free that night and maybe we could get a glass of wine and make out. That quick? I asked her, she said she had the room, but not the time, she was leaving the next day.
I needed to get back so I started to get my purse ready. She put her hand on my arm, seriously how about a glass of wine, then we can make out and really work off our tension. I said something like I don't know, it was kind of quick. So she offered a kiss, if I liked the kiss then we would go for the wine and the make out session, if not, well it was a pleasure meeting me.
This is the problem when you are 32, no girlfriend and none in sight and a beautiful woman hits on you and she kisses like no tomorrow and you agree to meet for a glass of wine. We met a this restaurant with a bar known for the ladies. We could feel comfortable their and not be hit on by men. We sat at the bar until our table was ready, she feigned the wine going to her head, and we shared a couple of kisses. We shared dinner, and some more wine and when there just wasn't any more to do but talk about going to her room and make out.
She was honest, she needed sex, real sex not with a baby girl, a woman her own age. I needed that too, but I didn't say it. She told me it was all natural, nothing retouched, and I told her I wasn't retouched either. Then let's go, she said. And we went to her hotel room to make out and have sex.
Once we had our clothes off we were a little bit less aggressive so we made out for a while and let our hands get to know our bodies. She tested me to see if I was wet and she asked if she could go down. Fortunately it was not a problem, it was during my good week and she triggered all sorts of reactions, small and large. She told me this Chinese girl in Seattle taught her to eat and make girls cry. I went down, but I don't have her experience so I concentrated on making love to her, make her feel good.
She must have liked it because we spent the next half our giving each other tongue and messing around down there. Getting to know her, every little crease and soft soft tissue, and of course her clit and Vagina too. She bucked hard and lost control and we stopped for a while, getting under the covers to warm up. An hour had gone by and I needed to get home but she wouldn't let me go, she wanted me to spend the night. I told her I needed to go home, to my husband.
She said she thought I wasn't married. I said I lied, I was, it's a marriage of convenience, He is my cover and I get to live in a nice house. She was cool then and I explained that I married him because I needed the money, the lifestyle. He knows I am a lesbian and from time to time I have to go out. Like that night, I told him before I left the office. What I didn't tell her is that he was waiting in the lobby for me. I really had to go.
I asked her to forgive me if I threw cold water on our night out, but he really was downstairs and I didn't like keeping him waiting. At the door, she asked for one more kiss and she told me she was married too. But he didn't know about her going out like that, she had two kids and went and opened the safe and showed me her wedding bands. I dug mine out of my purse. So there, lesbians for the night, but my husband was waiting for his wife and I had to run.
He smiled and put his phone down and asked what I did. I told him I was the exec secretary for the CEO at our company. He wanted details about the company, I gave him the sales pitch that is in the brochures. He saw I wasn't wearing a ring and asked if I was divorced, I said no, lesbian.
That shut him up and I ate my pastrami on rye.
The woman sitting next to me said she overheard the conversation and she was intrigued, did I have a girlfriend. I said no, why did she ask. She said she was a lesbian too and liked the way I handled myself. She said she was from Seattle down on business for a couple of days. We talked about her business and she told me she was free that night and maybe we could get a glass of wine and make out. That quick? I asked her, she said she had the room, but not the time, she was leaving the next day.
I needed to get back so I started to get my purse ready. She put her hand on my arm, seriously how about a glass of wine, then we can make out and really work off our tension. I said something like I don't know, it was kind of quick. So she offered a kiss, if I liked the kiss then we would go for the wine and the make out session, if not, well it was a pleasure meeting me.
This is the problem when you are 32, no girlfriend and none in sight and a beautiful woman hits on you and she kisses like no tomorrow and you agree to meet for a glass of wine. We met a this restaurant with a bar known for the ladies. We could feel comfortable their and not be hit on by men. We sat at the bar until our table was ready, she feigned the wine going to her head, and we shared a couple of kisses. We shared dinner, and some more wine and when there just wasn't any more to do but talk about going to her room and make out.
She was honest, she needed sex, real sex not with a baby girl, a woman her own age. I needed that too, but I didn't say it. She told me it was all natural, nothing retouched, and I told her I wasn't retouched either. Then let's go, she said. And we went to her hotel room to make out and have sex.
Once we had our clothes off we were a little bit less aggressive so we made out for a while and let our hands get to know our bodies. She tested me to see if I was wet and she asked if she could go down. Fortunately it was not a problem, it was during my good week and she triggered all sorts of reactions, small and large. She told me this Chinese girl in Seattle taught her to eat and make girls cry. I went down, but I don't have her experience so I concentrated on making love to her, make her feel good.
She must have liked it because we spent the next half our giving each other tongue and messing around down there. Getting to know her, every little crease and soft soft tissue, and of course her clit and Vagina too. She bucked hard and lost control and we stopped for a while, getting under the covers to warm up. An hour had gone by and I needed to get home but she wouldn't let me go, she wanted me to spend the night. I told her I needed to go home, to my husband.
She said she thought I wasn't married. I said I lied, I was, it's a marriage of convenience, He is my cover and I get to live in a nice house. She was cool then and I explained that I married him because I needed the money, the lifestyle. He knows I am a lesbian and from time to time I have to go out. Like that night, I told him before I left the office. What I didn't tell her is that he was waiting in the lobby for me. I really had to go.
I asked her to forgive me if I threw cold water on our night out, but he really was downstairs and I didn't like keeping him waiting. At the door, she asked for one more kiss and she told me she was married too. But he didn't know about her going out like that, she had two kids and went and opened the safe and showed me her wedding bands. I dug mine out of my purse. So there, lesbians for the night, but my husband was waiting for his wife and I had to run.
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