A stop for tea... SeXStoRY

It was an incredibly cold evening and all I could think about was stopping by the local coffee shop on the way home from work and getting a tea for the long ride home. I worked late, I was tired, and it was getting close to closing time for shop. I made it with fifteen minutes to spare. Running through the door, I looked for the regular guy who wasn’t anywhere to be found. I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye and from the back counter a woman appeared. She was a little nervous, but I put her at ease with conversation about the cold spell, as she made my tea. She was very friendly and quite talkative. Mid-30’s with dark auburn hair and stunningly dark brown eyes. I was shocked at myself as I stood there and thought how attractive she was. She introduced herself as “Kate”. I noticed that there wasn’t anyone else in the store, so I pulled up a stool and sat at the counter while she began her clean-up routine. I really wasn’t in a hurry. My husband was working the late shift and I was just heading home to an empty house. I offered to stay and keep her company while she cleaned up and walk out with her. My husband says that there is safety in numbers. This wasn’t a bad part of the neighborhood, but I felt a little uneasy leaving her by herself. So, we began to talk about ourselves. She was recently laid-off and had taken this job as a last resort. I told her that I had just been through that and we compared experiences. She was married, as was I, k**s, etc. The conversation began to flow like two old friends. We laughed as we moved from topic to topic not realizing the time. Before we knew it, it was an hour after closing and it was time to head out. Kate was dreading going home because her husband had his friends over for poker night and her k**s were at her parents. I asked if she wanted to grab a drink at the pub down the street to kill some time and she welcomed the invitation. We called our husbands and said we would be home a little later and met down the street. The pub was a local Irish bar with lots of locals and flowing beer. We found a corner booth through the crowd and ordered the first round while our conversation picked back up from where it ended at the store. The pub was so noisy that we slid closer towards each other on the bench to hear ourselves talk. I didn’t realize it, until later, how attracted I was to Kate. I loved my husband, we had an amazing sex life, but there was something drawing me to her. I felt this warmth inside and a desire to touch her auburn hair, taste her mouth and lick her pussy. A sexy young man walked by our table and we were watching all the young ladies in the bar eyeing him up. The conversation led from him to some of the hot young girls and how at our age we wouldn’t compare. Before we knew it, we were giving each other compliments and the more we talked the sexier we both began to feel. It almost seemed to ooze out of our pores. Suddenly, I just blurted out, “Have you ever been with a woman?” She looked as stunned hearing it as I did saying it. As she leaned in to answer, she reached up and brushed my long dark hair from my shoulder to close in on my ear. “No”, she replied softly, “but I have always wanted to”. At that moment, my heart raced and my pussy began to throb. I reached under the table and took her hand and placed it between my legs. I wanted…no, needed to feel her touch on me. I couldn’t wait another minute. She leaned back in the booth and began to rub my pussy through my pants. Was this really happening in the middle of a busy bar? A million thoughts were running through my head and the most pressing was that I wanted to call my husband and tell him what was about to happen. We decided that we needed to go somewhere more private. I told her that we could go to my place, but it was a far drive. We settled on my SUV in the parking lot. As we paid our tab and walked out of the pub, I texted my husband these simple words, “Love, I am going to lick a pussy…okay?” He didn’t respond immediately, which I knew meant that he was out on a call… I opened up the truck and we jumped in the back seat. We were like two teenagers making out. Her tongue was inside my mouth and her fingers were running through my hair before a word was spoken. I reached for her body, pulling it in to me and moving her back against the seat. I climbed up on her, straddling her as we kissed. I had just done this to my husband the night before, so it made it so much more exciting. My nipples were pressing through my shirt and she made sure that they revealed themselves to her. She sucked and bit them for minutes. I fondled her tits while trying to get her shirt and bra off. We were naked from the waste up now and continued to play with each other’s tits and nipples. Her tits were a little smaller than mine, but delicious. I unbuttoned my pants and slid out of them, motioning her to do the same. We still hadn’t uttered a word. The only sounds were the moans and sighs drawn out by our touches. I knelt down in front of her and spread her legs apart. She closed her eyes, turned her head to the side and whispered, “lick my pussy”…I could barely get my mouth to her lips quick enough for either of us. Since her panties were on, I pulled them to the side and gently licked and kissed her lips. They were bare, swollen, and wet. The smell and the taste was perfectly sweet and familiar. It reminded me of the taste from my husband’s chin and mouth, when I would clean off his face after he ate my pussy. I licked and fingered her gorgeous cunt until she came in my mouth. Her hands held my hair back because she wanted to watch my every move…her legs held me in place because she didn’t want it to end. I lapped up every drop of her thick, sweet cum. it was her turn next. I laid back across the console and spread my legs wide for her. She looked at my body for a minute, as the moon was coming through the window revealing all of me. Her fingers traced my thighs until she reached my pussy that was screaming for her touch. She slid her fingers inside of me and began to move against me like she was fucking me. I had a brush in my purse that I reached for and gave her that was more like a cock. She used the handle to fuck me. Her tits bounced with each thrust and I wanted her deeper and deeper inside of me. I screamed that I was going to cum and at that moment she pulled the brush handle out and dropped her mouth to my pussy and sucked my clit until I filled her mouth with my juices… All at once, we looked at each other and kissed. I couldn’t stop kissing her. The taste on her mouth was addicting. Finally, we were as clean as we were going to get. We talked while we got dressed about whether or not we should tell our husbands…did we want to see each other again? I told Kate how much my husband would love to watch us…and, surprisingly, she said that her husband would too. It turns out that they were a bi-curious couple like we were…what a lucky night. We decided to set up a night out for the four of us…. To be continued…