I was on a business trip in Russia for a few months. After the second month I became lonely and of course a bit sex starved. I kept in touch with my family via email and had the odd phone sex with my husband but it was not the same. I needed the physical body contract and craved for a good long volcanic orgasm.
It was Friday night, I wore a tight red fitted short dress with matching high cut panties, laced bra and black high heel shoes. Geo and I decided to go to Xsaria for a quick drink before heading back to the hotel. Geo was a work colleague who accompanied me on the business trip. He was not bad looking, just over 6ft tall, 200lbs, a nice muscular hunk so rather than crossing wires we kept and maintained a plutonic relationship. After a brisk walk from the hotel we stepped out of the cold icy street into Xsaria. I was pleasantly surprised with the soft rock music and coziness of night club.
It was a nice mixture of people, mid 30s to mid 50s. The place was jam packed and Geo struggled to order drinks. I was the only lady standing by the bar and two kind middle aged gentlemen gave us their seats. Geo and I drank, laughed, flirted and totally enjoyed non work related company and conversations.
I had three or four glasses of dry martini and Geo had a couple straight shots of vodka followed by gulps of beer. There was a dimly lit dance floor so of course we were up there dancing to all the classical 80's and 90's music. Initially the dance floor was sparse and soon became very crowded, people were tightly packed all around us. 'What have Geo and I started,' I thought.
Suddenly I felt a cold gush of liquid on my left shoulder. I turned to be greeted by an attractive blonde who repeatedly apologized. She was about my height with green eyed and long silky hair. This middle aged lady was tiny at the waist with thick legs and her voluptuous breasts spilled out of her tight fitted black dress which ended just below her neat curvy butt.
We made eye contact for a few seconds before she offered, "I am so sorry, can I please, please, buy you a drink."
To my surprise, I instantly said "yes."
We sat on the high manly bar stools, Jaren and I exchanged pleasantries and enjoyed another refreshing Martini. I offered to buy a second drink and she told me that she was from another village in Russia, was visiting for the weekend and badly needed a get away vacation whilst her husband looked after the dogs back home.
As the music was loud Jaren leaned forward, rested her soft hand on my thigh and whispered in my ear, "Is your dance partner, your husband or boyfriend, I don't want to infringe by keeping you away."
"Oh no, don't be uncomfortable, he is just a work colleague, and look at him, lost to the world on the dance floor," I replied.
Every time Jaren moved her dress rode up her thick gorgeous legs and I could see she was very uncomfortable. Her black crotch less panty kept peeping through and I could see her long pinkish pussy lips hanging out. I wanted to touch, hug and kiss her, but with a challenge I maintained my composure.
I just had enough and with the drinks in my head I placed my hand about a half inch from her exposed pussy lips and whispered in her ear, "Oh, stop fidgeting and pulling your dress down, you look sexy. Why in the first place you wore an appealing outfit and uncomfortable to flaunt it?"
"I didn't want to offend you, also, this is the first time I have ever dressed like this, my boring husband is very conservative," Jaren responded and gave me a peck on my lips.
Jaren became so comfortable that she soon let her guard down. Her legs were all over the place and her big breasts were in my face every time we leaned forward to talk. We laughed a lot and chatted. Both tipsy we started to touch each other's legs. I noticed Jared looking down as she intermittently squeezed my thick legs and to be quite honest I couldn't help but also looked at her cleavage or exposed pussy lips whenever I got a chance.
I held Jaren's hand and we headed back into the packed dance floor. Whilst we danced against each other Jaren touched and squeezed my fleshy butt. In return my hands slipped from her waist to her butt. I felt her hard nipples against mine and with her hands on my firm ass cheeks she pulled me closer in anticipation of a kiss. Unfortunately I got scared and ran to the ladies restroom.
Jaren followed me into the occupied restroom and before I could say anything she kissed my lips, my tongue, my neck and my ears. I felt a warm sensation in my fat shaved vagina. Jaren backed me up against the wall and used her feet to spread my thick legs. As her tongue firmly entered my mouth her fingers slide up my leg and gently rubbed my wet bald pussy. It felt so hot, and, being full of excitement I returned the favour and played with her juicy pussy lips and clit.
We groaned, moaned, rubbed and finger fucked each other's pussies whilst we gyrated in each other arms. When I opened my eyes the other two friendly ladies in the wash room were now topless and making passionate love.
