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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 36
Temptation Presented, He Had My Number, He Set Me Up And I Fell For It
Out of Romantic novel I found myself with a man in Bariloche, Argentina. The hotel is world famous, Llao Llao, and I was the 'assistant' on this trip (he is a lawyer, I work in finance). My job on that trip to was to support him, with his need for information, and coordinate with the offices back in the states. I was 27, and thought I was the more mature of the two of us. He was in his forties, and had a position of influence in the company. Why on that trip they thought it a good idea to send a 27 year old female with a man like that? It had to be a joke on someone. Never did the company send a lone female internationally with a man like that. Never. But there I was.
He did everything, told me what to do. The counterparty's attorneys would arrive a day later. At stake was a resolution to a contract breach by the counterparty. Lots and lots of money. Neutral zone, US and Chile, meet in Argentina. To my surprise the man I was with spoke very good Spanish. I spoke a few words. At this resort, it was a winter resort and it was the middle of the winter resort season, the women were outstanding. Everyone of them, even the ones that worked at the hotel. I am no lesbian, but I know fine women when I see it. I never noticed any of the gentlemen and there were a lot of them too, rich and well dressed, erudite, multilingual. This resort was not for the common man, it was for rich men and their women. And that's exactly what happened, he, the man I was with carried himself like he was someone, and me his young woman. I did not stand out, I was part of the scene there. Again, the women were outstanding, and I felt plain and worse than that, American.
We had lunch late, it was the custom. We would see our counterparts the next day at noon. Because we had flown overnight, and then on from Buenos Aires, we were tired and he decided that we have a bite to eat and then nap for a few hours. My room was large and well furnished with a beautiful view of the mountains. We had lunch, he ordered and paid, and we went back to our room. A young woman, a little younger than me came in to finish setting up because of the late checkout. Every move she made was exquisite, her face, hands, hair, hips, bust, legs, smile, dare I say her eyes that didn't stop looking at me. She extended her hand and said her name was Mirella. She spoke in Spanish and then translated, if you need something please call me, whatever you need I am here to please you. Really? You would think she would shake hands and leave, instead of holding my hand and looking into my eyes with her green eyes that mesmerized me. She didn't release my hand. No she said maybe I needed a warm bath, she would draw it for me.
While she filled the tub she helped me unpack and undress. Until I was barely in bra and panties. Again she spoke in Spanish, then in English. You are very beautiful, with a woman like you I fall in love instantly. Forgive me. She held my hand while I stepped out of my panties, and she helped me release my bra. Again the Spanish English, you are a real woman. She sat on the side of the tub and washed my back and massaged me. Please let me, and she lathered my chest with a large washcloth, paying careful attention to my nipples. If you allow me, and she bent over to kiss them, one, two. It's that I'm in love, forgive me. She slowly and continuously ran hot water and bathed me with a large pitcher for that purpose. I want you to know that here the women come first, I am here to love you.
On the bed, laying on my back on the large towel with which she dried me, she undressed carefully, until fully naked she asked me if she pleased me. She was well schooled, is that the right word. She made love to me gently, all over, paying careful attention to ensure that I achieved an orgasm. That's for you, because I love you. And she hugged me with her whole body and then we made love, head to toe, her to me, me to her. While you are here I am here for you, if you want I will stay with you, so I can warm your bed and sleep with you.
I am not a lesbian. I am not. Why did I fall for it. How could I fall for it so readily. No question it. Who put her up to it. Who paid her. I slept with her for several hours, we had dinner at midnight. Never, ever have I kissed so fully. What men? Who cares? I left after our meetings completely in love with her. It took me four months to get her a visa. Another year to get her a work permit. I had no money to pay for her apartment, so she stayed with me, very close, very personal. Mirella is my wife now. I guess, maybe, I am a lesbian.
He did everything, told me what to do. The counterparty's attorneys would arrive a day later. At stake was a resolution to a contract breach by the counterparty. Lots and lots of money. Neutral zone, US and Chile, meet in Argentina. To my surprise the man I was with spoke very good Spanish. I spoke a few words. At this resort, it was a winter resort and it was the middle of the winter resort season, the women were outstanding. Everyone of them, even the ones that worked at the hotel. I am no lesbian, but I know fine women when I see it. I never noticed any of the gentlemen and there were a lot of them too, rich and well dressed, erudite, multilingual. This resort was not for the common man, it was for rich men and their women. And that's exactly what happened, he, the man I was with carried himself like he was someone, and me his young woman. I did not stand out, I was part of the scene there. Again, the women were outstanding, and I felt plain and worse than that, American.
We had lunch late, it was the custom. We would see our counterparts the next day at noon. Because we had flown overnight, and then on from Buenos Aires, we were tired and he decided that we have a bite to eat and then nap for a few hours. My room was large and well furnished with a beautiful view of the mountains. We had lunch, he ordered and paid, and we went back to our room. A young woman, a little younger than me came in to finish setting up because of the late checkout. Every move she made was exquisite, her face, hands, hair, hips, bust, legs, smile, dare I say her eyes that didn't stop looking at me. She extended her hand and said her name was Mirella. She spoke in Spanish and then translated, if you need something please call me, whatever you need I am here to please you. Really? You would think she would shake hands and leave, instead of holding my hand and looking into my eyes with her green eyes that mesmerized me. She didn't release my hand. No she said maybe I needed a warm bath, she would draw it for me.
While she filled the tub she helped me unpack and undress. Until I was barely in bra and panties. Again she spoke in Spanish, then in English. You are very beautiful, with a woman like you I fall in love instantly. Forgive me. She held my hand while I stepped out of my panties, and she helped me release my bra. Again the Spanish English, you are a real woman. She sat on the side of the tub and washed my back and massaged me. Please let me, and she lathered my chest with a large washcloth, paying careful attention to my nipples. If you allow me, and she bent over to kiss them, one, two. It's that I'm in love, forgive me. She slowly and continuously ran hot water and bathed me with a large pitcher for that purpose. I want you to know that here the women come first, I am here to love you.
On the bed, laying on my back on the large towel with which she dried me, she undressed carefully, until fully naked she asked me if she pleased me. She was well schooled, is that the right word. She made love to me gently, all over, paying careful attention to ensure that I achieved an orgasm. That's for you, because I love you. And she hugged me with her whole body and then we made love, head to toe, her to me, me to her. While you are here I am here for you, if you want I will stay with you, so I can warm your bed and sleep with you.
I am not a lesbian. I am not. Why did I fall for it. How could I fall for it so readily. No question it. Who put her up to it. Who paid her. I slept with her for several hours, we had dinner at midnight. Never, ever have I kissed so fully. What men? Who cares? I left after our meetings completely in love with her. It took me four months to get her a visa. Another year to get her a work permit. I had no money to pay for her apartment, so she stayed with me, very close, very personal. Mirella is my wife now. I guess, maybe, I am a lesbian.
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