The meal with Jess went well. Effortless really, considering the fiasco the night before. It was partly because I was more mindful of my alcohol intake and partly because I was trying to steer the conversation to sex; luckily a topic she seemed interested to explore. By the time we were on after-dinner drinks I was sure she was testing the water with me in the same way I was testing her. She made me recite the story of the two lesbians I'd overheard in the Swedish hotel in intimate detail and I could tell by the end of it that she was very turned on; her neckline was flushed a pale pink and she only had one hand on the table.
In her current state of arousal I knew there was a golden opportunity to find out for sure if she wanted to further our relationship and decided to just go for it. Otherwise tonight would forever be chalked up to regret.
The wine helped calm my fluttering stomach and I breathed deeply in preparation. I lowered my voice and leaned across the marble table. "So does the idea of making love to another girl excite you?"
Her eyes flashed and she fixed her gaze on me. "Not that I'd ever admit it to my husband, but yeah. I'd like to try it to find out how different it is. To see if it's true that two women can please each other because they know innately what the other desires."
OK, so phase one was out in the open. Time for the stun grenade. "Me too. After hearing those two girls at it I just wanted to knock on the door and throw myself at them."
"I think I would have too."
The air between us fizzed with unspoken promise. I took a sip of wine and gingerly licked the edge of the glass, hopefully provocatively. It was now or never. Time for the nuke. "Jess, would you like... uhh..." I leaned across the bar a little further still and rested my hand on hers. "Would you like to play with me tonight?" The words caught in my throat and I couldn't believe I'd said it. But there it was: out there.
Jess gulped a little and looked down, biting her lip. When she raised her head to fix me with her gorgeous wide eyes I knew the answer before she confirmed it. "Yes. If you'll take me I'm yours."
My heart skipped a beat and I squeezed her hand tightly. "Then let's go. I don't think I can waste another minute without tasting you..."
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In her current state of arousal I knew there was a golden opportunity to find out for sure if she wanted to further our relationship and decided to just go for it. Otherwise tonight would forever be chalked up to regret.
The wine helped calm my fluttering stomach and I breathed deeply in preparation. I lowered my voice and leaned across the marble table. "So does the idea of making love to another girl excite you?"
Her eyes flashed and she fixed her gaze on me. "Not that I'd ever admit it to my husband, but yeah. I'd like to try it to find out how different it is. To see if it's true that two women can please each other because they know innately what the other desires."
OK, so phase one was out in the open. Time for the stun grenade. "Me too. After hearing those two girls at it I just wanted to knock on the door and throw myself at them."
"I think I would have too."
The air between us fizzed with unspoken promise. I took a sip of wine and gingerly licked the edge of the glass, hopefully provocatively. It was now or never. Time for the nuke. "Jess, would you like... uhh..." I leaned across the bar a little further still and rested my hand on hers. "Would you like to play with me tonight?" The words caught in my throat and I couldn't believe I'd said it. But there it was: out there.
Jess gulped a little and looked down, biting her lip. When she raised her head to fix me with her gorgeous wide eyes I knew the answer before she confirmed it. "Yes. If you'll take me I'm yours."
My heart skipped a beat and I squeezed her hand tightly. "Then let's go. I don't think I can waste another minute without tasting you..."
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