We met today for a lunchtime tryst. Julia and I can't seem to get enough of each other, but we have to be careful. She has to always be conscious of how it looks to her family and co-workers. Lunch times are her own and always have been, so it's the least questionable time. She is comfortable with at least one lunch a week, but this week she wanted two. We decided we can only risk the full on dinner date once a month, as much as we would enjoy it more often; but then we can savor it.
Today I didn't have class, so I could prepare for her. At our earlier "lunches" we would try to sit and talk, but the conversation would quickly cease and we'd end up tangled on the couch in pretty short order. How silly of us. Unless one or the other us indicates differently, we decided to forgo the pretense of sitting down. Today I met her at the door in a silk robe. Julia smiled, "Mmmm. Don't you look like a nice lunch?"
She wasted no time in pulling the front open while she kissed me, cupping my breast. She tastes so good. Her lips soft and pillowy. She finished the kiss and lead me to the bedroom. I had fresh sheets on the bed. Candles were burning and the curtains were drawn. "Thank you Shera. This is very nice," she almost purred.
"I wanted to make it nice for us since it's not very often we can be together," I replied.
Eagerly, I undid the buttons on her blouse, pausing to kiss her breast and downward with every open button. She stroked my hair and breathed deeply. "Ahhhh. So sweet. You are so sweet."
Never having much patience because lunch time always seemed to go at light speed, she quickly removed her clothes and slid the robe off my shoulders.
"Sweetheart, sit down like this on the bed," she demonstrated.
We sat open legged on the bed facing each other. "I want to watch you masturbate."
I obliged. I had no inhibitions with Julia. I stroked my clit and finger fucked, slowly at first. Her watching me only increased my excitement. My clit was hard and engorged. I was so excited, it didn't take long to work myself into a shattering climax, my pussy pulsing as I came. "That was just what I wanted to see. I wanted to watch your face as you came. To see how you pleasure yourself."
"It's your turn. I want to watch you," I said. She simultaneously rubbed her clit and inserted her fingers. I watched as she masturbated, something I had never done before. It was mesmorizing. She was approaching her climax. "Please," I stopped her before she came, I wanted to taste her so badly. To consume her. She stopped. I pressed my face into her pussy and licked letting my tongue penetrate just ever so slightly. She shook as I did this. Her legs squeezing me. I sucked in her clit, like a slurpy, making sucking noises in the room.
She moaned, "yes Shera, like that, don't stop." I wanted her to cum. I sucked more and inserted two fingers, moving in and out of her. "Ahhhhhhh, yes!" She lost control and came fucking into my face.
"Julia, we are out of time. We need to get you dressed and back to work," I told her. We had no more time, but I wasn't disappointed. I got to taste her and make her cum. We got her cleaned up so she could return to work. "How can you go back to work after this? I always want to lay down and sleep." I would do just that once she left. To bask in the afterglow.
"I manage, but I'm not worth much. When I know I'm coming here for our lunch, I do the most demanding work in the morning. It makes that part of the day go faster too," she laughed. "Come here dear one," she asked. We kissed fiercely. "I'll see you soon, call you later today." She was out the door.
It would be several days before we could be together again, except for maybe some coffee groping. My mom would be arriving next weekend too. I didn't know how we would handle that. We would have to talk about it. I wasn't jealous in the least, in fact, I was happy my mom had another release for her sexuality. What could that lead to?
Julia called that afternoon. "Shera, we need to talk about your mom. I can't talk here on the phone and I didn't want to waste our time today. Meet me for coffee tomorrow at 10:00 a.m.? Can you do that," she asked.
"Yes... I have a break until 11:00. I'll be there," I said.
At 10:00 a.m., Julia walked in. She ordered at the counter and came over to sit with me. I had chosen the most secluded booth. She got right to it. "Shera, your mom and I have had a long relationship. We were each other's first woman, I've told you that. I wouldn't hurt her for anything, I hope you know."
"Yes, I trust that you wouldn't," I said. I didn't know where this was going. What did she intend to do?
