It was Sunday evening and it had been three weeks since they had spent time together. Three weeks since Beth had visited her and changed her whole life. So much had changed…Myra had changed. It was as if she had been released from a cell in which she had been imprisoned all of her life and she couldn’t believe it. While she would have thought that she’d be wracked with guilt over her affair, and initially she had been, that had subsided by the end of that visit and been replaced by a wicked desire to continue in her indefinitely. She wondered if Chase had noticed the change in her. She hoped not, though there had certainly been tensions between them in the past weeks. She decided that she’d ask Beth’s opinion on the matter as she pulled into the empty salon parking lot.
As she walked up the steps to the glass door which already sported a ‘closed’ sign she thought back to how a few weeks ago as she had walked up these exact same steps that her life was about to be changed forever. She examined her reflection in the door, straightening her blazer and admiring her curves in the Grey pant suit and blue blouse which she wore. Gazing past her reflection she saw Beth wearing a pink floral sundress with spaghetti straps. She looked amazing! All tanned skin and short blonde hair shining in the light as she glanced up, a smile spreading across her face as she saw her lover standing at the door. As Myra opened the door and stepped in, Beth moved swiftly to meet her. They embraced in a passionate kiss.
“I’m so glad you came,” Beth said pulling away from the kiss.
“Of course I came!” Myra said seductively, taking hold of the other woman’s hands. They headed through the salon to sit at on the couch opposite the work station before Beth left momentarily to grab some drinks from her kitchen. Upon coming back she sat beside Myra and made them each a drink.
“So… How has your week been?” She asked, motioning for Myra to take a sip of her rum as she watched the color rise from the raven haired beauties neck and a smile spread across her face.
Myra reached out and stroked the blonde woman’s hand with hers and replied, “I’ve missed you… You look amazing by the way!” She replied sweetly.
“Thank you,” Beth smiled gently, before Myra leaned forward to give her a lingering kiss, taking care to press her full breast against the smooth fabric of her lover’s dress. She melted against Myra’s touch, before drawing back and saying, “So do you… I’m just wondering if you wore that suit for Church or for me.” She laughed nervously.
Mura scoffed with humor, “if I was dressing for church I’d just be wearing some shitty long skirt and a shirt… No dear, this is all for you.” She said before adding, “I did have to go though. Chase expects it of me so…”
“Yeah well… Gotta keep up appearances I guess.” Beth chuckled, moving slightly closer, pressing their bodies against each other, the tips of her fingers trailing down the outside of Myras thigh. The taller woman let out a soft moan, leaning her head against Beth’s. “You still feeling guilt?” Beth asked in a soft voice.
“Only a little, well… Not really,” Myra admitted. “Mostly it’s excitement… All that and desire!” She laughed lightly, moving her lips to kiss the woman’s long neck softly before pulling back and looking into Beth’s eyes. “Things have been… Odd… And tense between Chase and me though.”
“Really? Has he mentioned anything?” Beth asked curiously, sipping on her rum.
“Well… No not specifically. It’s been sex stuff. Do you remember how I told you that I wouldn’t let him go in me?” Beth nodded her head slowly, waiting for her lover to continue, “Well as you know it’s a really big deal for him… And I still haven’t let him. I tricked him into it twice. Got off of him at the last second and made him go on the bed. Well he got mad obviously… And then the other night I did something that surprised both of us. And this is the odd part…” Myra said, trailing off.
Beth turned her head, to watch her lover as she spoke. “What?” She asked.
“When we were having foreplay the other night, I just imagined I was with you… He was laying on his back and I started rubbing below his balls, imagining it was your clit and well… He seemed to really like it and so I kept on. And then he came more than I’ve ever seen him cum before… I literally fucked my husband like a girl and he liked it…” Myra finished, with a hint of shame and disgust in her voice.
Beth grinned mischievously. “Sounds like he likes it… Why are you ashamed?” She questioned.
Myra laughed a bit, brushing her hand over the blonde’s cheek and smiling over at her. “Because he’s a man and it’s weird! Right before he came, he even started moaning like a bitch in heat! He even said he’d never felt something so amazing in his life.” She chuckled lightly, almost laughing at herself now for getting so worked up about this.
Beth kissed the other women deeply, her tongue sliding inside Myra’s mouth as she placed her hands on her lover’s shoulders and ran her hands down her blazer, squeezing her breast before pulling back and asking mischievously, “I have a question… So is your husband a very masculine man? I mean you’ve never really told me much about him so…”
Myra shook her head no. “Nope, he’s definitely more feminine than masculine, he’s even admitted that I wear the pants in the relationship. Even When it comes to the bedroom he’s pretty passive. You wouldn’t know it by looking at him though. He’s a stocky guy and has a beard and wears normal men’s clothes…But within the relationship, he can be quite effeminate.”
“He must love being with a strong woman like you then…”
“Oh He has admitted that it turns him on, but he has a lot of conflict about it because of his religious convictions.” Myra responded.
Beth gave a sly smile, “Well maybe you could use this to your advantage… Maybe you could feminize him a bit more. Bend him to your will.” She whispered seductively.
Myra took another sip of her drink, watching Beth closely, trying to gauge her intentions.
“What do you mean?” Myra replied cautiously.
Beth leaned in and nibbled on her earlobe, giving her a playful grin. “I’d make him worship you… Put make-up on you and make him paint your nails… Make him shave… He’d become so subservient that he would probably accept that he is being cucked by a woman…” Beth teased, her hand tracing the outline of Myras breast. “Hell, I bet he’d go as far as to beg you to fuck me if you wanted him too…”
Myra laughed nervously, “Umm.. I don’t think I could get him to do all of that…” She admitted.
Beth licked her lips slowly, running her hand over Myra’s thigh. “Oh I bet you could… But If he can’t handle you doing it to him… Why don’t you try doing it to me?”
The taller woman didn’t respond immediately, instead she closed her eyes and savored the feeling of Beths hot breath against her ear.
“Is there something wrong?” The blonde inquired quietly.
Myra pulled back slightly and looked down at Beths exposed leg which disappeared beneath her dress, “Everything is perfect…” Looking up into her eyes she continued, “You really think that that could work?”
Beth shrugged, “Men are controlled by their dicks. Get him worked up, then give him an ultimatum… If he ever wants attention from you again he’ll do what you say. He might resist at first… But men are weak. He’ll crumble before long regardless of his convictions.” She whispered sensually.
Myra sighed and nodded slowly, smiling wistfully before finishing her drink and setting it on the table before leaning forward, pressing her body against Beth’s side, letting her hand slide up her thigh and beneath her skirt towards her pussy.
Myra watched Beth intently, noting how her breasts shuddered through the thin material of her dress as she let out a shakey breath.
She began playing with Beth’s inner thigh, rubbing circles over her sensitive skin until she reached the moist slit beneath her dress. Her fingers stroked the pink folds tentatively and she could see the response in Beth’s face, smiling knowingly before leaning forward and kissing the blonde, teasingly nibbling on her bottom lip as she pushed her fingers deep inside of her lover, gently stroking her inner walls and caressing her tender nub. She felt Beth’s hands unbuttoning her blazer before sensually sliding it off of her shoulders. Myra adjusted herself to allow her lover to slide it down her arms before spreading her own legs and placing Beth’s hand on her crotch.
Myra let out a low moan as she felt Beth begin to rub her wetness, slowly stroking her hard clit through the material of her slacks. She squirmed and moaned as the beautiful woman began unbuttoning her shirt and sliding it off, revealing a green lace one piece that rode from below the waist of her pants and covered her breasts, the strap wrapping around the back of her neck. Beth gave a look of pleasant surprise.
“I love this lingerie on you… It looks amazing.”
Myra chuckled and lifted her hips, before grabbing Beth’s hair and pushing her head down, bringing Beths lips into contact with her crotch, grinding her hips against her face. “Worship me well enough and you may get to see the rest of it baby.” She whispered suggestively.
Beth quickly responded by bringing her mouth to the front of Myra’s pant and sucking the fabric which covered her soaked folds. She looked up at her partner curiously, “Is this good enough?”
“Of course it is. Now come here!” She said, pulling Beth up and kissing her passionately as she wrapped her arms around her torso before grabbing her ass cheeks.
Myra placed her hand behind Beth’s head and cradled it as she kissed her deeply, gently biting her lower lip.
As Beth kissed her more passionately, Myra could feel herself getting wetter and wetter.
It wasn’t long before Beth’s fingers began unbuttoning her pants. As soon as they came undone she slid them off of her lover, revealing the open crotch of the one piece. The beautiful blonde stared hungrily at the lace covered woman before licking her lips, bending over slightly and putting her tongue into her lover’s opened vagina, slowly licking up and down its length before moving her tongue into its opening and lightly flicking her tongue. Myra closed her eyes and sighed contently, arched her back slightly and held onto Beth tightly.
Suddenly Myra grabbed Beth’s arm and held her still. She sat up straight and looked into Beths beautiful green eyes, breathing heavily.
“What’s wrong?” Beth asked, confused.
Myra licked her lips slowly and bit her bottom lip before responding, “Nothing. I’m just excited…” She replied, smiling warmly at her lover. “I…”
Beth ran her hand through Myra’s hair and brought her lips to hers once more, kissing her deeply.
She turned to look at the mirror in front of the work station and then back to Myra, running her hands along her lover’s thighs and stomach before finally cupping her right breast with one hand and pulling the lace down to expose the plump flesh with the other.
Beth moaned softly as Myra leaned back and guided her hand between her thighs, allowing her finger to slip between the folds of her labia and pressed her thumb against her dripping wet clit.
Myras voice was strained, she spoke in a husky voice, “I… I think…”
Beth removed her fingers and put them on top of her lover’s head, gently guiding it towards her own wet sex. Myra complied willingly and Beth used her free hand to remove her own dress and bra. She then placed her other hand on top of Myra’s head, massaging it gently as she felt her lover gently suck her clit into her mouth. She began thrusting her hips towards her lover’s face as her juices dripped, feeling beads of wetness dribble down her ass cheeks.
After a few moments of intense stimulation, Beth pulled away from her and looked over the mirror, she smiled widely and pulled her up to kiss her once again. Myra quickly sat up, allowing her lovers body to rise and meet her. Beth said in a sultry tone, “Sit on the top of the couch baby. I’ma give you a show in the mirror.”
Myra stood up on the couch and smiled, giving her best pouty expression before sitting down on the back of the couch, positioning herself above Beth and spreading her legs wide. She gazed down upon the naked beauty beneath her, seeing the way her own swollen lips were protruding from the slit in her one piece. Beth began kissing her thighs before pushing her fingers into the open crotch of the lingerie. Myra moaned loudly as Beth started rubbing her clitoris roughly, causing her to shudder as her juices flowed freely.
Beth sat up and smiled mischievously, saying, “You wanna see what else I got for ya?”
With that she moved forward, kissing and sucking her lover’s clit as she used her middle finger and slipped it inside of her soaking pussy, searching for her g-spot.
A minute later, Myra gasped out loud, holding onto Beth’s head, feeling a surge of emotions flow through her, she allowed herself to be pulled down onto the couch, not wanting the pleasurable sensations to end.
“Fuck me! Fuck me now! Make me cum!” Myra cried out in ecstasy, feeling her whole body tremble violently as waves of pleasure crashed down and began rubbing Beth’s pussy as her own was driven wild. Her body shook uncontrollably as she tensed up, her breathing erratic. She stopped breathing altogether and her entire body convulsed as her orgasm overtook her, leaving her limp and spent.
Beth collapsed beside her lover, messaging her own clit as her lover lay there dumbfounded until she brought herself to orgasm. After a while, Myra regained her senses. Looking up at Beth she whispered… “I think I love you.”
With a grin Beth got up and climbed on top of Myra’s body, placing her left hand underneath her head and pressing her lips to hers. They kissed passionately, deeply, sensually as Myra caressed her face. Beth eventually pulled away from their kiss and whispered back, “seriously?”
Myras eyes widened, realizing what she had just said. She laughed and hugged Beth tightly, kissing her hard on the lips. “Yeah… I think so. I think… Well I think I want you to be my girlfriend… If you would be. I mean… Chase will find out eventually and well… Maybe your plan will work?” She responded with hesitation, a hint of nervousness apparent in her voice.
“I think it will…” Beth nodded with a smile and rolled off of her, both girls looking at each other. They embraced each other again and kissed tenderly, sharing an ever deepening intimacy.
“So… I got something I wanted you to use on me…” Beth whispered slyly.
Myra grinned, “That sounds good.”
They pulled apart and Beth stood up, Beckoning Myra to follow, she walked over to a dresser next to her work station and pulled out a flesh colored strapon, the other side of which had a g-spot massager to insert into the wearer. Turning back towards Myra, she held it up, arching an eyebrow in question.
Myra reached out and grabbed it from her hands and she rubbed the latex penis with her fingers, examining it briefly, noting how soft it felt and rubbed it across her palm, “You wanting me to wear this I assume?”
Beth chuckled and pulled Myra close, whispering into her ear, “Yup.”
Myra slid her one piece off before sliding into the strapon. She shuddered as the massager penetrated her own cunt. She began adjusting the straps so that the fit of the harness was snug before beckoning Beth forward and examining herself in the mirror.
The two giggled quietly before Myra turned her lover around and leaned her over the salon chair. Beth watched the look on Myra’s face as she slid the strap on into her slit and slowly began to thrust experimentally in and out. The mirror reflected the erotic sight they were creating and she watched her own breasts jiggle every time she thrusted into her partner. Myra placed her hands on Beth’s hips, moaning softly as the massager continued to stimulate her G spot. Every thrust was accompanied by the sound of her thighs slapping against Beths ass. Closing her eyes, she could feel as Beth rocked back and forth, slamming her ass against Myra’s hips.
As their pleasure intensified Beth gasped out, “Oh fuck… That feels soooo gooood… Fuck me like that!” She moaned, grinding her hips into Myra’s crotch. Her words did nothing but turn her married lover on even more and Beth’s eyes became glazed with desire as she threw her head back, allowing herself to be consumed by passion.
After several more thrusts, Myra removed the strapon from Beth’s snatch, rubbed her wet slit with her fingers before walking around the chair and sitting in it. “Get on top of me baby.” Myra said breathlessly.
Beckoning Beth over, she positioned the younger woman above her, admiring her beauty as Beth lowered herself on top of her lover, “Fuck me baby!” She panted. Pulling Beth closer, thrusting up into her as they clung tightly to one another; they both moaned loudly as their pleasure peaked, shaking their bodies violently as they continued to grind together. Beth tightened her grip on Myra’s waist with her knees, leaning forward to pull her in for a passionate kiss. As their tongues intertwined, Myra took hold of Beths hand and guided it to her plump breasts, messaging them firmly as the pair writhed as one, coming close to the edge of bliss.
Breaking the kiss, Myra grabbed Beths face and looked into her eyes as they both lost control of themselves, climaxing together as they cried out and orgasmed as one. Both women were wracked with intense waves of ecstasy, not caring about anything else but the pleasurable sensation radiating through their entire bodies. Finally stopping her gyrations, Beth pushed herself off of Myra, letting the older woman fall back on the salon chair. Both girls sighed heavily, breathing hard with effort and smiling at one another. “Wow… Thats amazing…” Myra remarked quietly, enjoying the afterglow of the intense orgasm.
Beth nodded in agreement and gently kissed Myra once more before gathering their clothes and handing Myra hers. “Yeah… Too bad it’s getting late…”
She glanced at her watch, seeing that it was already 8:00pm, “Well… I hate to say this but you better get going before your husband starts asking questions.” She mumbled, taking Myra’s hand and helping her to stand up.
Together they dressed in silence before Myra broke it softly… “I do think I might love you… I… I wasn’t just saying that stuff earlier.”
Beth smiled, grabbing her lover’s hand and pulling her close for another kiss, “And I think I love you too…” She whispered. Smiling broadly, she pulled Myra close for a quick hug, placing a gentle kiss on her lips.
“God I wish I could stay.” Myra said reluctantly, pressing her forehead against Beth’s and smiling. “But I’ve got to go.”
They embraced once more before Myra quickly gave Beth a peck on the cheek and made her way towards the door, leaving a smiling Beth behind.