A Woman's Touch (7 page)

My mind began to drift, replaying last night-and early this morning-in a serious of sensual images. The first and possibly best was showering with Paula. Under the hot steamy water, Paula had stood behind me and gently lathered me from head to toe and as I leaned against her even washed my hair. The feeling of her hands over my soapy body and her wet flesh against mine was amazing and as I moaned and as she held me against her, Paula’s skilled fingers found my clit and I came long and hard.

I returned the favor of washing her beautiful body and her long dark hair. Then feeling nothing short of wanton, I dropped to my knees and as Paula put her foot on my shoulder I sucked her clit until she came; her screams echoing in the shower and making me smile at what my neighbors would think.

When we could leave the shower, I dressed in a short skin tight red dress I’d bought, but never had the nerve to wear. At her urging I went braless and the fact my nipples were plainly visible all night drove me wild. The Pink Hat was crowded with beautiful women and I was overwhelmed with desire as Paula and I danced several times, bumping and grinding as others watched and as we watched others.

Paula knew quite a few of the girls, including to my surprise, the women I had caught in the bathroom. They were delighted to see me back and with a wicked smile Paula took the blonde by the hand leaving me with her girlfriend and she and I shared a hot dance, during which she got behind me and fondled my tits in front of everyone. To my delight it didn’t bother me in the least and I grew bold enough at one point to slide my hands up her dress and fondle her ass.

I danced with several other girls, some lewdly, some slow and sweet and I enjoyed every single minute of it. I had several cards given to me and as into it as I was I still blushed when two women invited Paula and I back to their place so we could all play. Paula declined and on the ride back home had said that although she loved to slut it up a bit at the club she had to be careful.

I admitted that although it was fun I had never been promiscuous with men and didn’t think I really could with women either, although I could see myself trying a few out so to speak. Once we got back to my place, Paula was good to her word about being the first woman in my bed. We slowly stripped each other and stretching out on the bed got into a sixty nine that seemed to last for an hour.

We’d both cum several times and neither of us was in a hurry. We’d licked, fingered, and teased each other taking our time and enjoying every bit of each other. We came within seconds of each other and the orgasm was a long slow lingering one that was so powerful the room was spinning afterwards. With a regretful sigh, Paula said it was after two and she had to leave. She gave me a kiss and said she would look forward to seeing me Friday, but warned this couldn’t be all the time.

As much as I would love to do it with her as often as possible I knew she couldn’t and truth be told as much fun as we’d had I had been eying the women at the club now wondering what each would be like. How would they taste, smell, how would they cum, what would they sound like? Laying there now, my face covered in Paula’s pussy, I looked forward to being with a woman who could stay the night. The idea of sleeping in a woman’s arms, our soft bodies entwined was a surprisingly sexy one and I now felt confident enough that it would happen soon.

I jumped when my cell rang and picking it up from the nightstand smiled when I saw it was Paula.

“Good morning!”

“Good morning sexy” Paula purred in my ear, “How is your first morning after? Any regrets?”

“Only that you’re not still here.”

“How sweet.” She giggled, “You’re very sweet. I can still taste you.”

“Same here.”

“So you had a good time?”

“I did!” I told her, “And…thank you.”

“You don’t have to thank me!” she laughed.

“I…I do. I’ve wanted to for so long and who knows how much longer I would have waited and you were really good to me. Some of the women at the club were a little scary.”

“Some are, be careful there. Its fun to go and show off and play, but a lot of them are open and I guess that’s okay for some, but you may want to see what you want first. You don’t strike me as the player type.”

“No, I…I don’t know.” I giggled, “I felt like a kid in a candy store.”

“Then sample away! But I know some of those women are like me and play on the side, others are like a bus pass you can ride for free all the time.”

“Ohh!” I cooed.

“And others are just looking to meet someone for more than some fun. You’ll find your way, but I don’t see you as the girl going down in the bathroom and then going home with someone else.”

“Probably not.” I told her. “I guess now that I broke the ice I’ll be less nervous about meeting someone.”

“Good to hear. Well I have a customer coming in, will I see you on Friday?”

“You will never have to ask that again.”

“Yeah well remember this Friday I have to go home and play dutiful wife, you know, suck some cock while I’m thinking of pussy.”

“Mine?”

“What do you think? I’ll see you Friday.”

I said goodbye and sitting up on the bed, thought about what she’d said. I had never dated more than a one guy at a time and never been a one night stand type. I was certain enough in my attraction to women that I would be open to dating and not just being on the down low like Paula. Now next time if a woman….

My eyes fell on my purse and with a smile, I pulled my wallet out and finding the card I wanted dialed the number. It rang several times and I was going to hang up without leaving a message when she answered,

“Hello?”

“Hello, Mandy? It’s Linda.”

The End.