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Seduction, love and submission: Episode 1 (Series)

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  Seduction, love and submission: Episode 1 (Series) It was the summer of 2010, three years since I had left the campus of my business school with this diploma, the sesame of our modern world. Ambitious and well trained, I had, at the price of countless interviews and an almost vindictive tenacity, joined the ranks of M. a prestigious firm specialized in strategic analysis. Those first years had been frightening, with their procession of sleepless nights, shortened weekends to analyze and deconstruct industries I knew nothing about, but one learned quickly. The picture of my personal life was the negative reflection of my professional life, empty! Although the era was not yet one of triumphant minorities, differences were accepted, especially in my American firm, where, in the absence of otherness, personality was respected. Why do I say this? I say this because I, Marianne, have always loved women, ever since I felt the desire. My family and friends knew it, I had little qualms ab...

THE BUSINESS TRIP

 THE BUSINESS TRIP


Julie was very anxious to leave this meeting. Even though the dinner had been excellent and the wine superb, she was tired of her traveling companions. Robert and Simon were very nice but she had seen enough of them for one day. These were the drawbacks of business travel.

Julie was long divorced and in her early fifties. She was well past the age of drinking parties. The two men were driving back to the office that night and had invited her to join them. They even had a designated driver.

"Trying to sleep in a moving car and two men smelling of alcohol, no thanks!" said Julie.

"I know you'd rather sleep in a hotel and fly back Saturday morning," said Robert. "That's probably a wise decision and I know you make that trip often."

When she arrived at the hotel, she had just entered the elevator when she saw a woman running to catch the elevator. She kept the door open for her.

"Oh thank you!...you are adorable," said the pretty woman who put a hand on Julie's shoulder to keep her balance.

"I almost lost my shoe in my run," the woman said with a laugh.

"Are you in a big hurry?" asked Julie.

"Oh no...it's just that I don't like waiting for elevators and...I wanted to take it with you," she said, winking at him.

"I can't wait to get back to my room and my bed," Julie told the woman with a smile

"Was it a long day?" the woman asked

"Yes..but I still have some energy," replied Julie

"So I'll see you at the hotel bar in 20 minutes?", asked the woman looking Julie straight in the eye.

"Ah..yes..of course...in 20 minutes...why not?", Julie said with a laugh

As soon as Julie entered her room, she quickly undressed, showered and picked out new clothing. Bra or no bra? Her choice of "no bra" was motivated by the blouse she had taken out of the drawer. It was made of silk and she thought it would benefit her bust. Julie was a bit plump but her tits were small and firm. She chose a tight, short wool skirt, high heels and a small bronze necklace.

Julie was excited and sang as she got dressed. Julie was a lesbian but you probably already guessed that.

She went to the lobby and looked for the bar. She found the entrance in a dark corner of the lobby. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness after a few seconds and she saw her friend sitting at a small table waving at her. The chairs were very comfortable and the table near a window. Introductions were made and Julie learned that her friend's name was Beverly and that she was from London. She preferred to go by Bev.

"I thought I guessed a little accent. You had forgotten the word for 'elevator' and called it the 'lift,' like in England.

"It's always more exciting when it's foreign! But I think those would need a 'lift,'" Bev said, looking at her tits.

"But not at all..." protested Julie as she felt Bev's foot on her ankle.

"Maybe I'll call on your services," said Bev who insisted on being on first-name terms.

"I do well in "lifting," replied Julie who was excited by the direction the conversation was taking.

Bev was blonde, with strong thighs and full tits. Her prominent cheekbones gave her a Scandinavian look. Julie couldn't see it, but her buttocks were firm and moved up and down as she walked. She was probably the same age as Julie, maybe a year or two older.

The women continued to send each other coded messages. Julie removed her right shoe and placed her foot against Bev's thigh. Bev's face was in the gloom, but Julie noticed that she had made her cheeks hollow as if to give her a kiss.

"What would the ladies like to drink," the waitress asked, interrupting the two women's flirtation.

As they waited for refreshments, the two women talked about their work and the things they liked. Bev crossed her legs, and even though it was quite dark, Julie was pretty sure she wasn't wearing panties.

Julie had crossed her legs a few times and could feel her skirt riding up each time, and each time the two women made eye contact. Julie felt that her panties were wet. They did not miss the opportunity to call each other "my darling" or "my love". After the second drink, Julie decided to make the first move.

Bev my love, would you like to have the next drink in my room," Julie asked, wanting to break the ice.

'I would love that, especially in the company of such a beautiful woman.' replied Bev

"I'll warn you that I'm not always wise", said Julie who saw her chances increased.

"I'd like to see that with my own eyes," replied Bev.

After paying, the two women left the bar and went up the elevator holding each other by the waist. Julie took the opportunity to touch Bev's buttocks and Bev kissed her on the neck.

Julie's hands were shaking with excitement as she took out her hotel card and inserted it into the slot in the door. She pulled it up and the door did not open.

"What's going on...it was working this morning," Julie said in frustration.

"Let me try," said Bev calmly. She took the card, inserted it, turned it and the green light came on. The door opened.

"You have to play gently with the slot," Bev teased, licking Julie's neck.

"I'll be gentle with your slit." replied Julie who was getting dirty.

"Not too soft..my darling...rub your slit against mine," replied Bev who put her hands under Julie's skirt.

The two women undressed as quickly as possible but were having trouble with some buttons and a zipper. Bev was about to lean over and kiss Julie, but Julie told her to undress first.

Bev was stubborn and continued her touching and kissing, but she was pushed away again and fell backwards onto the carpet.

With her bra swinging from one shoulder and her skirt partially open and caught halfway around her thighs, Bev, panty-less, attacked Julie's half-naked body once again.

Julie fought back as best she could but Bev was too strong for her. She knocked Julie down on the carpet, amidst screams and swearing.

Bev tore Julie's blouse, who was screaming bloody murder, and went after her skirt which she pulled up around Julie's hips and then completely destroyed the tiny thong.

Bev submitted her mouth to Julie's hairy triangle while Julie flipped Bev over on top of her. The women took a few minutes to adjust their position before they began sucking and licking each other's wide open vagina. They squealed as they rolled over each other from one side of the room to the other, occasionally slamming into furniture. The two lesbians were welded together, occasionally leaving the pussy hole to attack the asshole. The room was filled with the smell of perfume, sweat and sex. 

Finally Julie stood up and removed the few pieces of clothing she was wearing, lifted Bev up and also removed her bra and other pieces of her clothing.

They embraced in the middle of the room, for the first time all naked, and kissed passionately. They rubbed each other's bellies and then their hair. They talked about fucking but there was a disagreement about dominance. Julie pushed Bev down on the bed but Bev got up and faced her again. Julie pushed her back onto the bed and this time threw herself on top of her. Finally Bev stopped resisting and let herself be dominated by the smaller Julie.

The women were preparing their fuck. First both faces licked each other and were covered with lipstick, saliva and cyprine. Julie placed her little tits on Bev's big tits and began to rub their aureoles and nipples. They interrupted their kiss and then resumed it. They placed their bodies so that the strategic places aligned. Bev lifted herself up so that Julie could grab her ass, and the Englishwoman took both of Julie's asses in her big hands. Bev crossed her legs around Julie's waist. Bev opened her thighs even more. A view from behind the couple would have shown the two tufts, one blonde and one black, rubbing against each other, the wet hairs sticking together. This view from the back would also have shown the buttocks spread wide and the hole in full view. The rhythm started slowly and then accelerated, mixed with the shouts of joy, laughter and dirty words exchanged between the lesbians. They rubbed themselves together for long minutes until the moment when the pleasure joined them both. It would be impossible to describe all the movements, the pinches, the penetrations that made the fuck a great success and left the two women on top of each other until they fell asleep.

"Do you know when you'll come back next time," Bev asked from the bathroom.

"No..I'll call you," replied Julie still in bed.

"Call me at work this time...my daughter is home sometimes...you know," Bev clarified.

"Sure,...I won't miss it," replied Julie as she stretched. "God, what a great fuck".

"Yes...it was special, very special," said Bev

"Did you like the British accent?" she asked

"Even the waitress was convinced," giggled Julie

"I owe you a blouse," said Bev

"Yes...that's for sure...and silk please. " replied Julie as she tossed a thong to Bev as she came out of the bathroom.

"Don't provoke me...I have to go...really," Bev warned.

Bev walked over to the desk and picked up the envelope that was there.

"The same as always? Tell me if you need a raise," Julie said

"No...for you my love...it's still the same price," replied Bev who slipped the envelope into her purse, walked over to the bed and kissed Julie on the mouth.

"What's it going to be next time? Italian? Spanish? Ah no..we've already done those.

"I think I'll play a whore," said Bev.


A very nice evening !


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