When I Was So Young And She Was So In Love With Me

In college I had an experience with another girl at a party. She pushed me into it, and we ended up in a bedroom where we had 'sex'. It was everything, fondling and kissing my breasts, feeling me up and fingering me, and after she gave me oral sex, she sat on my face. Between getting my nose to where I could breathe, and she shoving herself against me until she came, it was an out of body experience. It was the first time I ever had full contact sex.

I didn't feel embarrassed or guilty. We talked several times after that, but never engaged in sex again. She walked away, said I wasn't really into that. I went on to graduate and I got a job working for an art dealer, a family friend. The shop was slow when it came to traffic, but it was known and the traffic that did come came to buy. He also worked on commission, finding a specific piece of art for his client. The customer base was both men and women, and they were always rich.

One woman, in her fifties, came looking for a Jasper Johns. She had a fixation on having one, an original. Price wasn't an object, as they say. Just find one for her. The owner was so patient and he listened to her, trying to let her know that not only was it going to be expensive, but it was going to take some time. When she left he turned to me, she's butch, likes the girls. I said, I know, I can tell. It was so obvious to me the minute she spoke. There was no attraction, it was just that I could tell in a flash.

The commission to find her Jasper Johns dragged out and she came by often, and we became friends across the counter. My boss told me that she liked me and to be careful. I told him not to worry. But I should have been careful, she invited me out to her place for the weekend. She had several originals, and she showed me the place where she intended to hang her Jasper Johns, if only my boss got his shit together. She had money, she told me, she was an heiress to an oil fortune.

The love making was straight forward. From kissing me, to undressing me, to performing oral sex on me. I wasn't keen to perform oral sex on her, but I welcomed her embrace, and all the kissing that went with it. I didn't get on my knees until we were in this great big shower with two shower heads. I got on my knees there and did kiss up her snatch. It was full daylight and I could see everything and I opened my mouth and stuck on her like a leach, sucking hard. She kept saying things like naughty little girl but I didn't care, I wanted her to come.

When the owner found the painting for her, it was several months and several hundreds of thousands of dollars, she invited me to a private viewing, no clothes, just me naked and she had her camera. I posed like she asked, nothing gross, just a naked girl and her Jasper Johns. We kissed strongly, by now I kissed back with enthusiasm. We had some fruit and champagne and we kissed and kissed and touched each other. It was a long, long slow moving foreplay, until I laid back on her couch and opened my legs for her. I had the biggest, wildest, hottest, orgasm ever as I stared at that painting on the wall.