Lesbian Fiona & Janine

Janine accepted Fiona's decision without hesitating. She had really wanted to try out the jacuzzi and had it been her husband who had just refused to let her then Nick would have gotten an argument. With Fiona however, Janine was more than happy to let her make all the decisions. Indeed, she took a profound pleasure in allowing this woman to take complete charge of their day at the spa.

No day at the spa would be complete without a visit to the sauna though and the two of them stopped in a changing room to get undressed. Both women kept their attention firmly focused on themselves as they stripped down to their birthday suits, not daring to even steal a peek at each other. Only when they had wrapped themselves up in large, soft towels did they turn back to each other with self-conscious little laughs.

Entering the sauna, they found it was already occupied by a couple of heavy, older women but paid them little attention. The pleasant conversation was over now and, like a couple of horny teenagers, they found themselves trying to check each other out when they thought the other wouldn't notice.

When Fiona took a seat on the uppermost row of benches, it somehow seemed only natural to Janine that she should sit on the lower at her feet. She wanted to lay her head on Fiona's thigh and let the older woman play with her hair, but she just didn't dare.

They tried to resume their conversation, but it came out halting and slow. All either of them could think about was close they were sitting to each other and how little they were wearing. Under the circumstances, it was probably only natural that their conversation should have turned to sex.

Janine found herself talking about what long hours her husband put in at the office, admitting that it had been quite a while since their had been much excitement in her bedroom. Fiona found herself talking about how her work took up so much of her time and energy that she rarely had time for more than a casual fling. It was difficult for her to have a more serious relationship because her lovers always wanted more of her time and attention than she could give them. A tense silence fell over them then.

As if trying to make herself a little more comfortable, Fiona leaned back against the wall of the sauna and swung one leg up onto the bench beside her. Janine froze. Knowing that the other woman was completely nude under that towel, she realized that all she had to do was turn her head a little and she would be able to look up under it at Fiona's womanhood.

Fiona could hardly believe she was doing this, offering up her cunt for Janine's viewing pleasure. She had hoped to be able to just be this woman's friend, to help her through what was obviously a difficult time, but every moment they had spent together had only made her want Janine even more. She just couldn't stop herself from acting on her feelings anymore. She waited impatiently to see if Janine would accept the offer she'd made and look.

Unaware of anything but each other, neither Fiona nor Janine paid any attention as the two heavy women happened to rise and leave at that point.

Janine simply could not resist and her head turned ever so slowly. A sharp gasp escaped her as she took a good long look between Fiona's legs, drinking in the beauty of the wet folds of her twat. With a start, Janine not only realized just how aroused Fiona was right then but that it was she Fiona wanted. Her eyes slowly made their way up to meet Fiona's again.

There was no more pretense then, no more hiding their lust for each other. There was no way Janine could deny herself or Fiona this and she no longer wanted to try. Rising up on her knees between Fiona's spread legs, Janine carefully removed her towel and laid it aside. Naked and kneeling before her husband's boss, Janine kept her eyes demurely downcast as she waited for Fiona's commands.

Fiona's heart was in her throat as this incredible woman offered herself up to her. All her concerns about the possible repercussions were lost in an inferno of lust and she raised a hand to tilt Janine's face back up. "You want this as much as I do, don't you?" Fiona breathed in a low, husky voice. The younger woman could only nod.

Reaching around behind the younger woman's neck, Fiona pulled her in close and finally claimed Janine's mouth with her own. The two women shared just the sort of long, deep kiss that both had been dreaming about. As their tongues dueled passionately, Janine reached out eagerly to pull the older woman's towel off and reveal her nude body.

Kissing Janine again and again, Fiona's other hand found the housewife's hip before slipping around to the small of her back to pull her down onto her. As Janine's body settled atop her own, Fiona couldn't help but let out a small moan.

It was completely crazy for her to be doing this, Fiona knew. They were in a sauna in an exclusive, but public spa. Anybody could walk in on them at any moment and they'd both be permanently banned from the spa. That was the least of their worries, though. If anyone from work found out that she had made love to the wife of one of her subordinates, it would be the end of her career. It would be even worse if Nick found out. He was sure to divorce his wife and that would devastate Janine. She doubted she would be able to handle being the cause of so much pain to this perfect creature.

While all of that was true, there was no way she could put an end to what was happening. It just felt too good to have this woman in her arms, their naked bodies pressed firmly together, as they shared deep, passionate kisses. She was utterly helpless to resist Janine and she knew it, so she focused herself on enjoying it and not even trying to resist her.

Thoughts of her husband never even crossed Janine's mind as she made love with another woman for the first time in her entire life. She was consumed with such incredible lust for Fiona that she could hardly think straight. All she was focused on was doing whatever it took to please the woman who had claimed her as her own.

Later she would wonder if it was because she had finally been seduced by the dominant woman of her fantasies, because she was doing the unthinkable and cheating on her beloved husband, or because it was all happening in a public place, but the truth was that she had never gotten such intense pleasure from sex with Nick. Most probably, she would later think, it was all these things combined with the fact that she was doing everything her parents had always told her was wicked and sinful. That was all thinking she would do later.

When the hand Fiona had on the small of her back moved down to squeeze one of her asscheeks, Janine groaned loudly and pushed her body into Fiona's even more firmly. When the hand at the back of her neck suddenly grabbed a fistful of her hair and jerked her head back to expose her neck, Janine did not complain about being handled so roughly. Rather she just gasped in surprise and then let out a deep, shuddering sigh as Fiona ran her tongue slowly up the younger woman's throat.

Normally Fiona would have latched onto that slender neck and given Janine a few hickey's to remember this day by, but she managed to retain just enough common sense to know that she shouldn't do this since they would be very hard to explain to her husband. Instead, she pried Janine up off of her so that she could kiss her way down her neck and chest to her perky little breasts.

Helpless in Fiona's grip and loving every moment of it, Janine was trembling as she felt first one and then the other of her nipples be taken into the other woman's mouth to be sucked on. Janine wished she could look down to watch as Fiona nursed, but the business woman still had her head pulled way back and she didn't dare ask her to let go of her hair. Part of why she was enjoying this so much was because she had placed herself completely under the control of this dominant, masterful woman.

In any case, Fiona let go of the housewife's hair shortly thereafter and her hand moved down to join the other on Janine's butt. "Janine." There was an unmistakable firmness in Fiona's deep voice and she lowered her head at last to meet her eyes as she waited to be commanded. "Eat my pussy."

Janine said nothing, just scooted back a little on the bench so that she could lower her head between Fiona's thighs. Face to face for the first time with another woman's pussy, Janine hesitated for a moment not because she was reluctant to do it but because she feared she would not do it well enough to satisfy her lover. Fiona was impatient though and took Janine's head in both hands and shoved it firmly into her cunt.

Janine understood and went to work, her nervous inexperience quickly replaced with voracious hunger. As keyed up as Fiona had gotten over the course of this day with her dream girl, there was no chance of her enduring this for very long and all too soon her whole body was convulsing in a huge orgasm. Janine, meanwhile, just kept lapping at the older woman's pussy, savoring the most delicious thing she had ever tasted until Fiona made her stop.

Patting the bench next to her, Fiona said, "Get on your hands and knees, Janine." The younger woman hurried to obey as Fiona then moved around behind her. With one hand on the back of Janine's neck to keep the housewife right where she wanted her, Fiona slid her other hand up in between Janine's legs to take hold of her swampy twat.

It took a little guidance from the more experienced Fiona, but Janine soon had taken most of the business woman's hand inside herself and was being treated to a fisting that quite literally threatened to cause her to black out as wave after wave of ecstacy came crashing down on her. She was wracked with a violent, powerful orgasm and might have shrieked so loudly that her husband would hear except that she couldn't seem to catch her breath.

In the aftermath, the hand in her pussy may have been all that was holding her up because as soon as it came out Janine fell flat on her face and lay sprawled limply on the bench. Sitting wearily behind her, Fiona was content to enjoy the view as she sucked the other woman's juices from her hand with the air of a connoisseur.

That's how they were arrayed when the door to the sauna suddenly swung open to admit a mature woman who was wearing only a towel. She took a moment to just stare at the naked and exhausted pair, but then a little smile crossed her face as she realized what had been going on in here. Giving Fiona a wink and Janine an appreciative leer, the woman hurried to back out again and give them some privacy.

As Janine started to pick herself up, Fiona reached out to touch her shoulder lightly. "I think a shower would do us both good now." Janine just nodded and followed, perfectly prepared to go anywhere her lover led. She wondered if there would be one big communal shower room and if Fiona would make her eat her pussy again while all the other women there watched. She was sure they would all envy her because she was the one allowed to worship at Fiona's cunt, not them. She was a little disappointed then when she saw that there were individual booths and not a communal shower.

Separated from her for the first time since Fiona appeared on her doorstep that morning, Janine slowly started to come down off her sexual high and realize the enormity of what she had just done. All of her parent's teachings returned suddenly as she stood there under the warm spray of water and she was appalled at herself for letting this happen.

She had a handsome, considerate husband who worshiped the ground she walked on and who was working himself to death to give her a life of comfort and ease. So, what had she done the moment he left town for a few days? She had given in to her unnatural fantasies and thrown herself at the first woman to come along! The only solace she can find was to try to convince herself that it may inspire Fiona to work that much harder to get Nick the promotion he had earned, and that it would never happen again.

In the other shower booth, Fiona was also starting to get worried about what they had just done. She was remembering again all the concerns and fears that had kept her from trying to seduce this woman and thinking that what happened in the sauna had been an indescribably enjoyable but extremely stupid mistake on her part. It would be best for everyone if she took Janine home now and they pretended like this had never happened.

Fiona did exactly that, but found letting go of her feelings for Janine next to impossible. She had fallen hard for her from the moment she first saw her and the passing days did not diminish her need for the woman.

She wanted desperately to see her and time after time she would convince herself that they could all put what happened behind them and just be friends, but could not trust herself to be in the same room with Janine without doing something inappropriate. She wanted so much just to hear her voice and kept picking up the phone, only to hang it up again when she realized that Janine probably didn't want to hear from her.

Fiona could hardly concentrate on her work as her mind kept straying back to Janine and that exquisite moment at the spa when they had been lovers.

It was no easier for Janine. All the young housewife could think about anymore it seemed was her husband's boss. She spent her days fantasizing about being taken again by the strong and dominating woman and her nights were spent dreaming about the same thing. Fiona had touched something deep inside Janine's soul and it just would not be shaken off.

When her husband called, she made all the appropriate wifely noises about how much she missed him and how much she hoped he would be able to come home soon, but in truth Nick very rarely occupied her thoughts. She carefully avoided any mention of Fiona's visit or their winning the spa passes for fear she would let something slip and he would realize that she had been unfaithful.

Again and again, the memories of how much she had enjoyed the time she'd spent with Fiona got to be too much and she ended up fingering herself off to relieve the tension that was building up in her.

The passes to the spa lay on her coffee table as she tried to ignore them. With the memory of how excited she had been to win them now buried under all the guilt she was carrying, the idea of going back to that place where she had brought such shame to her family was just unthinkable. Worse, what if she ran into that woman who had walked in on her and Fiona!? There was no way she would ever willingly go back there and yet she could not bring herself to get rid of the passes because they were her one tangible reminder of that day when Fiona introduced her to heights of pleasure she had never dreamed of.

It was three days after their adventure at the spa, Christmas Eve, when Fiona called her. "Can I see you? I have some important news for you." The idea of meeting this woman again both thrilled and terrified her and she suggested that Fiona could just give her the news over the phone. "No, no. This is something I must tell you in person. Please, Janine. This really is very important."

Albeit reluctantly, Janine agreed to meet her but not at her home. She didn't want to be all alone with a woman she could not resist behind doors that could be locked and curtains that could be drawn and where a big, soft bed was so readily available. From now on, if she had to see Fiona it would be out in public. She suggested they meet at a restaurant she liked. The place would not be packed at this hour so they should have no trouble getting in, but even so there would be plenty of people around to chaperone them. Fiona readily agreed to the condition.

Going into her bedroom, Janine started getting ready. Putting on some of her best clothes and fussing with her hair and make-up until they were perfect, it was like she was getting ready for a hot date rather than an innocent meeting with her husband's boss. She recognized what she was doing, but didn't stop. Despite her guilt over what had happened, she still felt compelled to try to please this woman.

At the restaurant, Fiona had taken possession of a quiet corner booth where she and Janine could talk. There were butterflies in her stomach as she sat down to wait, though.

Even with the wonderful news she had, it had been difficult for Fiona to call Janine. She had been imagining that the younger woman would hang up on her at best and at worse call her a few choice names and threaten to tell the CEO that one of his senior vice-presidents had raped her. She had been hugely relieved when Janine had answered her call so calmly and even agreed to meet with her face-to-face.

When she saw Janine threading her way carefully towards her through the tables, Fiona's heart did a somersault. Every time she saw her she knew she was falling deeper and deeper into love with her and there was just no way to stop it. She rose to her feet and had to restrain herself from greeting her with a hug, instead offering a polite handshake before they sat down.

Once more Fiona found herself falling into those beautiful eyes, wanting to say so much to her but only having the courage to make a little small talk as the waiter brought their menus over. "This seems like a nice place. Do you come here often?"

Janine shook her head, fighting the urge hold onto Fiona's hand. "I've always loved this place, but Nick doesn't think much of it. When we go out to eat, we usually go to his favorite restaurant." Somewhat shyly, she asked, "So, what was so important?"

Fiona was about to answer when the waiter returned to ask if they were ready to order. Without even thinking about what she was getting, the business woman ordered for them both. Janine didn't pay much attention to what was being ordered either. Though she had always found it a little condescending when her husband did it, having Fiona order for her sent a shiver of pleasure through her.

And why not? she reflected silently. Hadn't Fiona demonstrated just how well she knew what the young housewife needed just the other day?

As the waiter retreated again, Fiona turned her attention back to Janine. "Listen, I've got some wonderful news: Nick has won the promotion!" It took a moment for the news to sink in, but when it did Janine was so excited and pleased for her husband that she impulsively threw her arms around Fiona and hugged her tight. Fiona sighed softly with the pleasure of holding this woman in her arms again.

"But I don't understand, Fiona. What about that man you told me about? The one who was such a suck up?" Fiona explained that the details were a little sketchy since the CEO really didn't want to discuss the matter, but from what Fiona understood Arnold had come home one afternoon to find his wife in bed with none other than Douglas himself! Douglas had been fired and the CEO was getting a divorce from Angelique. It was clear to Janine that Fiona was just as happy to be rid of Douglas as she was that Nick had gotten his promotion.

All of a sudden, Janine realized who she was embracing so tightly. She felt so safe and comfortable in Fiona's arms that she just couldn't bear to stir from them. Looking deep into the business woman's eyes and seeing for herself the profound love the other woman felt for her, she finally understood that her life would never be complete again without Fiona. Yes, it was a horrible mistake that they would both surely live to regret, but she now needed to be with her like she needed the air she breathed.

The waiter returned with their order, carefully setting the plates of hot food in front of them, but neither Fiona or Janine seemed to notice. The waiter took a long look at the pair, cleared his throat self-consciously, and beat a very hasty retreat.

Fiona started to pull away, started to argue that this was a really bad idea for both of them, but Janine's arms tightened around her and wouldn't let go. "Please, Fiona," she whispered, bringing her lips closer and closer to the other woman's. "I just can't fight it any more. Trust me, I am well aware of what a stupid idea this is - I mean, I don't want to lose my husband anymore than you want to lose the career you've worked hard to build - but I just don't have the strength to fight how I feel about you."

Crushing the younger woman to her, their eyes locked together, their lips only centimeters apart, and Janine's heartfelt plea in her ears, Fiona knew that it would take very little to completely destroy the last defense she had against her. Hesitantly, she asked in a soft, almost imperceptible voice, "And how do you feel about me?"

"I love you, Fiona."

If that declaration didn't take Fiona's breath away, the kiss that followed certainly did. Completely disregarding the fact that they were in full view of everyone who happened to be in that restaurant, the two women indulged themselves in a rather lengthy and passionate french-kiss. When they came up for air, Fiona said something that nearly made Janine swoon.

"I love you, too, Janine."

Resting her head on the older woman's shoulder, Janine sighed contentedly. She would never have believed that she could be so happy and she was absolutely reveling in it. "Would you like to come back to my place?"

"But what about all this food, Janine?" Fiona wondered, nodding her head towards the plates in front of them.

"I'm not hungry," she protested softly. "At least, not for food."

Fiona chuckled softly to herself as she extricated herself from the housewife's arms. "Well, I'm starved." Without another word, she dug into her meal as the other woman watched with an astonished look on her face. She nearly laughed out loud when she saw Janine stick her bottom lip out and start pouting like a little girl. "You should eat something. You're going to need your strength."

Janine shook her head. "The only thing I want to eat is you."

Fiona regarded her for a moment with as serious a look as she could muster. "Well if you're just going to sit there and pout until I'm finished, perhaps I should give you something to do to keep you occupied." Her voice took on a firm edge then that made Janine shiver with excitement. "Stick your hand in your pants and play with yourself."

Janine's face colored and she stole a nervous look around the room, but she did as she had been told without a protest. As Fiona watched closely, her lover actually slid her slacks about halfway down her thighs, stuffed her hand inside her panties, and started to masturbate as discretely as she could, laying her head back down on Fiona's shoulder and closing her eyes.

Kissing the top of the younger woman's head and slipping an arm around her, Fiona soon forgot all about the food as she watched this woman finger her wet twat right here in the restaurant in full view of anyone who cared to look simply because she had told her to. Such perfect obedience was unusual and she made up her mind to reward Janine for it later.

"You know, Nick's new job is going to be very demanding." Fiona purred softly as the housewife's breathing speeded up and she started to whimper under her breath. "He's going to have to make a lot of business trips from here on out." Janine was starting to shift and squirm, biting her bottom lip to keep from crying out loud. "He's going to be away a lot, Janine, and I'm going to expect to have you all to myself while he's gone."

Janine was sure that everyone in that restaurant was staring at her as she masturbated and she was feeling very embarrassed by the thought, but it also left her feeling oddly aroused. The thought of being at Fiona's beck and call like this very often in the days to come made her even more excited. As her climax came crashing down onto her, Janine managed to keep from shouting, but did start shuddering and gasping.

Neither woman looked up when the waiter, apparently oblivious to what had been going on there, stopped at their table. "Can I get you ladies anything ...?" The poor man lost his voice suddenly and his eyes grew huge when he suddenly realized what Janine was doing. He just stood there like a statue with his mouth hanging open as her orgasm finally started to subside.

"No, thank you. We're doing just fine." Fiona's voice was deep and husky with emotion and she still did not look up. "Could we have the check, please?" The waiter didn't respond at all and just stood there as if frozen until Janine's eyes slowly opened and drifted up to meet his. That finally seemed to snap him out of his paralysis and he stammered something incoherent before almost sprinting off to make out their bill.

"You enjoyed that, didn't you?"

Though it went against everything she had been taught all her life, Janine had to admit that she really had enjoyed that. Her eyes slowly wandered around the restaurant and she noticed that everyone was very carefully looking everywhere but back at their corner booth. By the time the waiter returned with their bill, Fiona was holding Janine's hand in both of her own and carefully licking up every last trace of the younger woman's juices from her fingers.

Dawn on Christmas Day found them at Janine's home, where they had been ever since they left the restaurant, happily occupying the bed the young housewife had before only shared with her husband.
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