A Housewife's Dilemma - Choice No. 02

Sally circled her finger around my throbbing nub as she gazed at it in fascination, giving me the most exquisite and sensual tingling to my groin.

She removed her finger and told me to lie down in the water and rinse my hair and all the soap from my body.

I was happy to immerse myself and to try and get some control over my obviously heightened state of sexual arousal. As I lay on my back rinsing my hair, I looked up and Sally was stood, legs astride my head, giving me a clear and uninterrupted sight of her pretty yoni.

I wrung the water from my hair and as I got to my feet, told Sally announced that it was her turn to be washed.

She smiled knowingly and as if satisfied with the prospect and turned to face the wall as I had earlier, placing her hands in front of her at shoulder height, weight on one leg with the other flexed casually.

I grabbed the soap from the soap dish and scooped up a handful of water into the same hand as the soap.

I made sure to wash Sally in exactly the same order that she had washed me, with the same gentle strokes and similar circular movements. I wanted to also overcome any long established barriers and I tried very hard not to rush; I wanted to touch her beautiful, soft and hairless cunt again. I wanted to get my hands on those magnificent breasts. I also wanted to probe between her lovely feminine and firm butt cheeks the way she had mine.

I took my time. When I arrived at her groin I held my breath and, I noticed, so did Sally. I washed her as gently and as tenderly as I could. As my fingertip brushed over her clitoris it was totally engorged. I hadn't noticed how prominent it was before now, but when fully aroused, it was very noticeable.

I pushed the barriers wide open and gave Sally a real physical statement as I finished washing her across her pretty pussy from behind. I gently and deliberately delved my middle finger into her up to my first knuckle. She moaned loudly and flexed her knees. I didn't dwell, simply moving my finger away to go scoop up some water and bring it up beneath her. I took hold of the soap, before wetting it to continue my progress on her butt, between her cheeks and seeking out the puckered flower hidden within.

She seemed to appreciate the treatment I gave it and again, I completely destroyed any remnants of a barrier by delving the tip of my middle finger into her tightness. Sally was making appreciative noises, sighs and moans as I finished washing her from behind.

She turned to face me and the look of sheer passion in her eyes was clear to see. Now, I was going to get my hands on those breasts! After all these years, they were there presented to me and ready for my deliberate caress.

I wet the soap and followed Sally's routine, but I must admit, her breasts got a bit of special extra treatment.

I was astonished how soft her breasts were! They felt so full under my hands and incredibly soft and pliable compared to my own. I wanted to lean in and suckle her fully engorged nipples, but determined in my mind that this was a treat I would savour later. Her body felt so smooth, soft and wonderfully feminine and I had well and truly reached a point of no return. I wanted to explore Sally with my mouth and my hands. Trace and explore every inch with my fingers and my tongue.

Once I was done, I placed the soap back on the dish. Sally sat and immersed herself fully, rinsing her hair then squeezing the water from it before she sat leaning at the end of the bath with her head back, eyes closed, breathing deeply and giving contented sighs.

I took up my position at the opposite end of the bath and gazed at the beautiful woman in front of me.

Her hand was between her open legs and she was quite clearly diddling herself very gently!

I knew exactly how she was feeling. It had presented me with a dilemma that I never dreamed that I would face; intimacy with Sally. Intimacy with another woman!

Sally opened her eyes and looked straight to me.

"We need to sort out that pussy of yours. Then let's get out and go to bed" she suggested.

It was still only early evening. All thoughts of cuddling up on a sofa with a movie had long

"Yes please" I offered as an ironic response.

Sally galvanised herself into action and grabbed a pink safety razor and a small can of shaving gel from the bathroom cabinet.

"Okay. Sit up here at the end of the bath" she motioned, patting her hand on the top edge where there was a small shelf on which I could perch myself.

I took up a seated position whilst Sally knelt in the bath between my legs facing me.

"Open wide" she commanded.

I opened my legs as far as was comfortable without losing my balance and she squirted a small ball of shaving gel into her fingers, putting it straight onto my pubic area and softly circling to rub the gel into a cream through and into my landing strip, then down into my pussy crease.

The gel gave me a cold, tingling sensation which wasn't at all unpleasant. I opened wide in an act of display to her, which clearly parted my lips giving Sally a view of my inner sanctum. She deftly applied the gel over my exposed cunt, down across and between the lips and into the crease at the tops of my thighs.

I observed Sally's face intently. Her beautiful features contorted as she screwed up her nose, opened her eyes wide then as she approached with the razor, the tip of her cute little tongue jutted out from the side of her mouth in concentration.

She skilfully and very carefully shaved me, washing the razor between strokes, manipulating my chubby pussy lips to gain access to every crevice, sweeping up and down with single and deliberate strokes all around my mons and lips.

Her attentiveness and manipulation with her pretty fingers on my womanhood were amazingly arousing. My clit throbbed in appreciation and I swear I could feel my juices running down to my butt.

Finally, Sally gathered water in her cupped hands and washed the residue of foamed gel from me, very gently tracing her fingertips all around to detect and bits she had missed. After a couple of repeat strokes after a small application of gel on her fingertips, we were done.

I squatted in the water and gave myself a final rinse between my legs and I had to admit; I felt sensational to the touch and my complete groin area felt like it was glowing from the cooling effects of the gel.

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Stepping from the bath, Sally had towels ready and waiting. I stepped into a big, white, fluffy towel and she provided a smaller version and wrapped my hair. She wrapped herself in a similar towel and did the same with another small towel for her hair.

"Let's bring these" she decided, picking each candle from its position and placing it on the empty plate in a circle, then we padded barefoot through the lounge, me trailing behind and watching her move. She always walked on the balls of her feet and had the ability to glide with grace. Her hips swayed gently and her shapely calves made me wonder how she had never tried modelling. She was a vision of beauty.

As we passed, Sally held the plate in one hand and leaned over and turned off her music centre. We arrived in her bedroom and she distributed the lit candles; one on each of the bedside units plus three on her dresser. Meanwhile, I fished around in my case in the corner for my toothbrush and hairbrush.

Sally slipped out of the room and returned with the bottle of Cognac and two brandy glasses and set them on one bedside unit. She poured a small measure in each glass and we ended up stood side by side in her ensuite bathroom. We both instinctively checked the state of our mascara and both reached for make-up remover and tissues. We helped cleanse each other's faces, both rinsed then ended by brushing our teeth, looking like bookends in our towels aside from her obvious four inch height advantage!

Sally grabbed her hairbrush and I took mine and we both removed the towels from our hair and started brushing. Sally stepped behind me and brushed the back of my hair and tied it in a ponytail; something she had done hundreds of times over the years!

I brushed her hair for her and she tied her own hair in a similar fashion and once we had both rinsed our mouths with water, Sally rustled up a couple more dry towels and I followed her as she laid them across the pillows on her Queen sized double bed.

There was an air of anticipation and nervousness. I didn't quite know what to do next and therefore I simply followed Sally's lead. I was sure that she hadn't planned for what had transpired or what was most certainly going to take part between us.

Sally took one sip from one of the brandy glasses and walked to the far side of the bed, setting the glass on the bedside table. She pressed a button on the digital clock/iPod station on that bedside table and lowered the volume as the strains of Buddah Bar softly filled the room. I took a sip of the glass that was next to me and we looked at each other across the bed. It was almost as if we were synchronised as we both removed our towels and stood completely naked looking at each other from opposite sides of her bed.

We both climbed onto the bed on our knees and shuffled to meet and lie down next to each other. Sally smiled fondly and brushed my cheek with her hand.

"Mine at last" she sighed. "If you only knew how long I have wanted this moment" she reassured me softly, then moved her face to mine and kissed me. She kissed me sensuously and ever so softly, full on the lips.

My heart was racing and butterflies were running rampant in my tummy, as I encouraged her kiss by pressing gently to kiss her back.

Her soft, enquiring tongue made its way between my lips and our tongues gently toyed with each other, darting back and forth, as our lips were engaged in an increasingly passionate engagement.

I had never kissed a girl before. Not like this. Nor had I ever been kissed on my mouth like this by a girl. I was telling myself that I certainly had never been kissed like this by a guy!

The softness, the gentleness and the sensual feeling of Sally's lips, her playful darting tongue that swirled round my teeth and the tip of my own tongue was just so erotic, and playful.

I lay on my right side and placed my left hand on her waist, with my right arm bent up under her pillows. Sally was caressing my neck and holding me gently with her right hand and he left arm was stretched out under my armpit as we stayed engaged in the kiss. I could feel our breasts touching and our nipples rubbing against each other.

We must have continued kissing for several minutes. We withdrew from the kiss, gazed into each other's eyes, pupils flicking back and forth and both smiled. It was as if we were talking; offering both consent and acceptance, before engaging in a further sensuous kiss.

"You are so beautiful Sal" I croaked, fighting to contain my passion.

"So are you, Angel" Sally replied softly. She gently pulled me toward her with both arms and gazed into my eyes. "I have you here in my arms. The woman I built and developed. What a beautiful woman you have become" she cooed.

Sally stroked her right hand down across my shoulder, down my arm then gently across to my hip, where she paused. She traced her hand gently up my flank, making my skin crawl and twitch in anticipation. Her hand continued in its journey very softly stroking across my ribcage and up onto my breast, where she simply rested it, very softly.

My physical senses were in a state of extreme alert. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter between my legs. I could feel the water trickling from my hair and across my shoulder and back.

Sally slowly and softly put her hand over my breast with the aroused nipple in the palm, then began slowly stroking it in a circular motion, trapping the nipple very gently in the folds of her hand to rotate it.

Her kiss pressed ever more forcibly onto my willing mouth. She released my breast and cupped her hand beneath it, stroking her thumb across the nipple and toying with it ever so gently, while her tongue darted back and forth into my mouth.

I was flushed and breathing deeply. I had one thing in mind that was urgent. I took my left hand and softly stroked up from her hip to caress her right breast. It was so soft to touch. I put my hand over the underside and very gently squeezed to feel how pliable and soft it was compared to my own, firm breasts. Her nipple became my target and my thumb sought it out to give her the same thrill that she was giving to me. Her nipples were fuller and longer than mine; they were completely erect, yet I could place my thumb on the tip and rotate it sensually.

Sally groaned gently in appreciation and broke the kiss very briefly, before coming back for more. I was completely engaged in the kiss. I wanted to kiss her for hours. I took my hand from her breast and slipped it round the small of her back to pull her close against me. Our breasts pressed against each other as she released my breast and put her hand around me to engage in the embrace.

We lay in this position, holding on to each other, stroking each other up and down each other's lower spine and backs, sharing a wonderful kiss for several minutes. Sally broke away and whilst gazing into my eyes, slowly shuffled down to lower her face to my breasts. She took one breast in her hand and lowered her mouth to the nipple and gently suckled it, replacing her mouth with her fingers to tweak and tug at it before taking it into her mouth again.

I moved onto my back and Sally gracefully moved over me, her mouth following its target to lick and kiss my breasts, caressing them with both hands and moving her mouth from one nipple to the other.

I groaned "Oh Sal!" as she kissed and suckled me.

I was in absolute heaven! Her caresses were so gentle. Her suckling on my nipples was so soft. Her tongue tickled across the tips of my nipples as her hand gently squeezed the tops of my breasts to present each nipple to her waiting mouth, where she lapped at it with her tongue. She was moving her entire body over me and her thigh was pressing between my thighs and into my groin.

I could feel an orgasm grow within me. She was taking me to the edge and holding me there ready.

Sally moved back up to kiss me again, softly on the mouth. I lay back and simply let her have her way. She seemed to know what she wanted and exactly what she doing. She had my entire body and soul at her mercy.

Sally shifted to lay on her side whilst we kissed and her right hand moved to my groin and touched the recently shaved pubis with her fingertips. Instinctively, I opened my legs. I knew where she was headed and I desperately wanted her to touch me there.

Her hand stroked over my pubic bone and down over my exposed and waiting cunt, leading with her fingers. She parted her middle and third finger to stroke along each side of my throbbing clitoris very gently, but with sufficient pressure to trigger an orgasm, which washed gently over me and within me. I shook all over in release and gasped as she pressed on with her assault, bypassing the pulsing and sensitised nub and pressing two fingers into my sopping wetness. She very gently bit my bottom lip and I reciprocated with nibbling and licking at her soft lips to indicate the passion I was feeling.

She gently penetrated my wetness with two fingers up to her knuckles and I could feel them hooking upward and stroking my tender spot inside, back and forth, round and round whilst the palm of her hand pressed onto my clitoris and rubbed me also in circles. I was still at the ragged edge of my climax and she was eliciting another orgasm. I couldn't help but concede it to her. I bucked my hips at her hand as I came again with her fingers working inside me and me clenching onto her pretty and mischievous invaders in spasms.

As my orgasm subsided, she withdrew her fingers slowly and gently caressed my womanhood with her hand.

"Good girl, good girl" Sally assured me.

I needed to touch her and give her the pleasure that I was feeling. I took my right hand and gently caressed her buttocks and reached down to between her legs with my left hand; heading straight to her clitoris with my fingertips.

I gently parted her lips with my forefinger and middle finger to expose her swollen bud and pressed to get it between my fingers, pulling up and down very softly and frigging her to her own orgasm.

Her tongue invaded my mouth as my fingers did their work and she kissed me passionately as she pulled me close. I brought my right hand around and onto her breast and whilst I gently tugged at her willing nipple, she groaned loudly and had a shaking, whole of body orgasm.

"My God!" Sally exclaimed. "You are sooo talented!" she blurted enthusiastically and giggled.

"I have the best coach" I responded immediately and we both giggled.

I relaxed onto my back as Sally rose up to a crawling position beside me.

"Now," she stated conclusively. "I am heading south to put my mouth where I have wanted to put it, well, forever!"

"Oh my God!" I uttered, wanting this so badly but sounding as if relieved.

"Just you beware" I warned her, "I think I can squirt!"

"Oh really?" Sally questioned genuinely intrigued, as she moved down to kiss my belly button.

I crooked my neck to look down on her, pulling the pillows tight under the back of my neck to support my head.

"I think I squirted on Joe" I confessed. "He got me to such a tizzy that I thought I desperately wanted to pee" I explained.

"I've had that sensation once or twice myself" confirmed Sally.

"Well," I continued as Sally was gently lapping her tongue over my freshly shaved pubis whilst she stalked, cat-like, down over me and crawled down between my open legs. "When I came, I came so hard that I thought I peed" I went on. "But I know now that I actually squirted."

"Oh wow!" Sally offered. "Well," she stated flatly, "Pass me down one of those towels Angel."

I took the towel from the pillows next to me and passed it down to her. She flattened it beneath my upper thighs and I raised my hips so that she could pull it up under my buttocks.

She settled in a position leaning on her forearms with her face just below my groin and placed her fingers each side of my rudely swollen clitoris. She started gently stroking my mons with her fingertips, seemingly enjoying the fresh bareness of her recent shaving job. She stared directly at my engorged nub with a look of fascination and awe.

"Well now," Sally went on. "I have admired this little beauty for many a year and now I am going to do what I have always wanted to do!"

She immediately leaned her face into my groin and lapped up between my puffy pussy lips and up over my clitoris with a flattened tongue.

"Mmmmm!" hummed Sally loudly, as if she had just taken a spoonful of chocolate mousse into her mouth.

Sally examined the subject of her attentions and gently licked at my clitoris with the tip of her tongue.

"That's both a blessing and a curse" I commented in a nervous voice that shook with my arousal. I went on to confess; "I am always so bloody horny because it gets rubbed all the time when I least need it!"

"Yes," Sally assured me. "I have watched her very closely. I have always loved that puffy kitty of yours and the way that this little button sticks out so proudly."

With that; Sally slid her arm over my hip and down onto my pubis. She took two fingers and gently splayed my pussy open bringing her mouth onto me, licking my pussy, delving and dabbing into me with her tongue, lapping at me very softly and methodically.

I had experienced oral sex performed by men, but they were never as tender or as methodical as Sally was being in pleasuring me right now.

I dragged another pillow across and propped myself up so that I could look down and watch her working on me. She would use her mouth and tongue then look up with a smile. Then as she went down on me she would gaze up at me sensually with her beautiful eyes.