Delia's Dilemma Pt. 01

"Delia, may you come in here for a moment?" I sighed, hating to be interrupted with what I working on. No one else would volunteer to work in the office on a Saturday so it was just myself and Ella, the office manager, in the building. Truth be told, I was trying to finish the project as soon as I could. The day was beautiful outside and I was really just wanting to sunbathe by the pool. Rising up, I smoothed my skirt and walked into Ella's office.

Ella was sitting at her desk, frowning at the computer screen. She is younger than me by about five years or so and rumors abounded around the office that she slept her way to her current position. I did my best to ignore them. Jealousy reared its ugly head sometimes, especially with a group of women. There were rumors that Ella was a lesbian, too. I did my best to ignore those rumors as well.

It wasn't as easy though. My boss is a beautiful woman, easy going, playful. Ella may run a tight ship but, for the most part, it's a pleasure to work under her. Sometimes, when my husband would be gone for business or with his friends and I got horny, it wasn't him I was fantasizing about as I rubbed my tits and teased my clit. After I orgasmed, I'd always feel a bit of shame for those fantasies, practically jumping on George's cock as soon as he walked through the door just to prove to myself how much I loved having sex with him. But, as soon as I was alone, Ella would pop back in my mind.

Ella was definitely on my mind right now. Usually, she was dressed very professionally but today, it was obvious she was going for comfort with a white tee shirt and pair of shorts. As she swiveled in her chair, her legs spread for a moment, allowing me to see right up her shorts. All I could make out was a glimpse of white lace. My breath caught for a moment and I could feel my face go flush. I looked up to see Ella smiling, as if she knew exactly the effect, she was having on me.

Leaning over her shoulder, I studiously ignored the intoxicating scent of Ella's perfume as well as the sight of her breasts, which were perfectly proportioned for her small frame, barely trapped in their lacy confines of her bra which I would have easily seen through her shirt if I wasn't purposefully looking at the monitor with all my concentration.

The problem of certain numbers not adding up correctly was easily fixed though, to be fair, would have been trickier for someone like Ella who didn't know exactly where to look. She squealed with happiness, then wrapped her arms around my shoulders and gave me a squeeze, letting go of me right before the hug became uncomfortable.

"Thanks for helping me with that, Delia." Ella said, sitting back down and starting to power off her computer. "What do you say we get the hell out of here and I buy you a drink for helping me today?"

I thought for a moment, again not looking down at my boss's tanned thighs and cute, sandal-enclosed feet. "Sure, why not. George is gone for the weekend." I replied. Ella's face lit up in a smile and she grabbed her purse as I went and powered down my computer, grabbing my purse as well.

We walked to the bar instead of taking our cars since it wasn't too far away. I'd never been to Cheyenne's before but Ella said the food was great and the drinks were cheap and you didn't have to worry about dudes hitting on you. I laughed at that last part. "Well, that's nice to know." I said, nodding in thanks as she held the door open for me.

Ella was right on all three counts. The food was delicious and a couple of drinks turned into four as she was buying and I didn't want to seem rude. "A couple more of these and I think your trying to get me drunk to take advantage of me." I said, a bit buzzed as I started on my fourth bloody Mary.

"Wouldn't that be a horrible rumor to have spread around the office." Ella replied, giggling. My eyes got big. "Yeah, I know what is said about me and no, I earned my right to be a manager." she said a bit defensively. "I didn't have to fuck anyone to get there."

I shrugged. "I never believed it anyway. I can tell you're a great manager." Ella smiled in reply, her dimples showing. "Now, the other rumor..." I said without thinking.

"What? That I'm a lesbian?" Ella asked. I nodded, then apologized for bringing it up. "There's no need to apologize." she said. "Most rumors aren't true. Some are." Ella bit her lip and looked at me with those intensely blue eyes of hers. For a moment, I was lost in those eyes. So blue, like the cloudless sky over the ocean. I caught myself, shaking my head a little to clear it.

"Thanks for the drinks but I'd better head home before I can't drive." I spoke.

Ella sighed. "Yeah, head home to my apartment to finish my laundry. Yay."

I laughed, standing up. I was a little wobbly and caught myself on the table. "Maybe I had more than I thought."

"I can drive you back to your place if you want. I'd hate to see you get a ticket."

"Um, thanks." I replied, smiling a little. Ella hurried back to the office to get her car and I gave her directions to the house. George and I lived in a rather nice neighborhood and had a huge privacy fence in the backyard as I loved to sunbathe in the nude. George didn't mind when I did that either.

"I would invite you in to hang out by the pool all day but I know you have to go home and do laundry." I said, half-jokingly as Ella pulled into the driveway.

"You serious?" Ella asked, her eyes widening.

"Sure. Why not?" I said as I opened the door.

Ella quickly exited the car and followed me inside. "Damn!" she exclaimed, stopping short. "I don't have a suit."

"That's alright." I said, about to offer her one of mine.

Ella smiled. "Oh good." she said and started stripping down right in my living room. I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out as my boss removed her top and undid her bra. A nice set of tits capped with pointy, thick nipples caused me to involuntarily lick my lips. It only got worse when she lowered her shorts and thong in one movement. A cleanly shaved mound, pussy lips clearly visible cause me to shudder.

I couldn't move for a moment; I was so mesmerized. Ella kicked off her sandals and looked up at me all innocently. "Sorry." I said, shaking my head. "Uh, one too many bloody Mary's." I was about to go into my room and change into my suit but then I thought about it. Ella certainly didn't mind. Why kill the mood? So, I just shucked my clothes off right there as well.

"Damn girl, you look amazing!" I smiled at Ella's compliment. I worked hard to maintain my figure and did look pretty good for a forty-year-old.

"Yeah, well, you're definitely beautiful as well." I winced inwardly, thinking that sounded lame. Ella laughed though, striking a pose with one hand on her hip, the other on her head. "Um, yeah. The, uh, pool is in the back." My mind went blank again as I watched my boss saunter through the dining room to the back of the house.

Coming to my senses, I quickly grabbed a couple of towels as well as the sunscreen, then headed to the kitchen for some tea and glasses. For a moment, clarity came to my mind and I stopped short. Here I was, standing naked in my house with my boss, whom I admitted to myself had a bit of a crush on and who everyone at work said was a lesbian. I'd had these desires before but never really thought of acting upon them. Now, there was a real chance that my fantasies could possibly happen. Did I really want this? Was it cheating on George?

I was about to call it off when Ella stepped back in the house. "Oh, sorry." she said, hurrying over. "Let me get these." Picking up the towels and the sunscreen, she made her way outside again. The sight of her nubile body and tight ass erased those doubts. "Nothing's going to happen anyway." I said to myself. "There's no harm in a couple of adult women sunning themselves by the pool." Convincing myself that everything was going to be okay, I picked up the pitcher of tea and glasses and made my way out to the pool.

The scent of sunscreen was in the air as I stepped out onto the patio. I couldn't help but notice the tan lines on Ella's body letting me know that, when she did wear a bikini, there wasn't much fabric there anyway. When she handed me the tube of sunscreen, her fingernail trailed across the back of my hand and I couldn't help but remember all of the fantasies that I had of my boss while I pleased myself.

We laid there for a while, enjoying the sun and each other's company. Occasionally, one of us would jump into the pool to cool off. Thank God for sunglasses because I thoroughly enjoyed the sight of Ella's nude body wet and glistening in the sunlight as she emerged from the water.

After a while, the conversation drifted toward our sex life. I have to admit that I did brag a little. George is a very passionate, considerate lover. He could wield his seven inches very impressively and he never failed to give me at least one orgasm, usually more.

"You know, you never did answer the question." I said to Ella as I rolled over in my lounge chair. She took the tube of sunscreen, squirted some into her hands and, beginning at my shoulders, coated the back of my body.

Ella didn't answer right away. "You're right, I didn't. What would you do if I said yes?" she asked, her voice soft. Her hands maneuvered lower down my body, approaching my ass.

"I'm a big girl." I replied after a moment. "I mean, I wouldn't freak out and demand you leave." Right then, I let out a sigh of contentment. Ella's fingers felt amazing on my back. Then my eyes opened in surprise. She started massaging the sunscreen into my ass cheeks.

"Okay, yeah, I wouldn't call myself a gold-star lesbian or anything but, to be honest, I do prefer women to men." Ella said as she started on my thighs. Without even thinking, I spread my legs a bit to which my boss must have taken as an invitation to explore a little further between my legs.

My breathing quickened as Ella inched ever closer to my intimate area. I knew she could see my pussy and how wet I was. It's not like I could help it. All the talk about sex, her being nude, my fantasies helped contribute to my excited state. I didn't say stop so Ella continued. When her fingers finally made contact with my pussy lips, I flinched a little.

"I...I would love, I mean, I don't cheat on George." I softly spoke as Ella ran a finger up my slit, collecting the juices that had leaked out.

Ella giggled, then leaned over, whispering "It's not cheating when it's with another woman." I could feel the nipples on her tits brushing my back as she inserted one, then two fingers into my pussy hole. "Of course, if you want me to, I'll stop." she said, pulling her fingers out of me.

"Please...please don't stop." I said, letting out a little moan of pleasure when Ella inserted her fingers again. I was getting close. Damn, this woman had talented fingers. Then, just as I was building to an orgasm, she stopped.

"I want to taste you Delia." Ella said quietly. "Let's go to your bed." I quickly pushed myself to my knees. At that moment, Ella placed her hands on my face and kissed me deeply. Her tongue easily pushed past my lips, leaving me a bit breathless when she pulled back.

Taking her by the hand, I led Ella to my bedroom. Upon entering, she spun me around, gripped my shoulders and guided me till I was laying down. Climbing onto the bed, Ella straddled my body, rubbing her tits on my face. I captured one of her titty tips between my lips, sucking on it like a baby.

After a few moments, Ella removed her tit from my mouth and pressed her body against mine. She started kissing her way down my body, starting at my lips, then my neck, then my breasts. When she pressed her lips against my tummy, I couldn't help but giggle a little, being very ticklish. Ella let out a giggle as well, tickling me with her tongue for about a minute. Normally, when George tried to sexually tickle me, his fingers hurt. But Ella, with featherlight swipes of her tongue, only turned me on more.

I guess she couldn't wait too long. I let out a long, low moan as Ella trailed her tongue downward and gave one luscious lick right up my soaking wet slit. For a brief second, I thought of George, wondering what he would do if he were here right now. However, as soon as Ella started eating me out in earnest, all thoughts of my husband evaporated into a pleasurable haze. Ella was a fucking good pussy licker.

My hips began to buck the closer to orgasmic release I got. Ella grabbed ahold of my thighs, her mouth never leaving my cunt. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes as my whole body shook. When Ella captured my clitty between her teeth and lightly bit down, my pussy clenched down and I let out a gasp as an orgasm ripped through me.

It was almost too much for me to bear as Ella continued licking and sucking up all of my orgasmic fluids as fast as they flowed from my pussy. The feeling was like I was on a roller coaster; pleasures ebbing and flowing throughout my body, all concentrated on my tingling clit.

The next thing I consciously realized; Ella was kissing me again, practically shoving her cream-covered tongue down my throat. I weakly wrapped my arms around her body, pulling her close. Our breasts mashed together. I could feel her hard nipples poking into my pillowy flesh. Breaking the kiss, Ella rolled onto her side, lightly trailing her fingers across my torso, drawing abstract patterns on my skin as I came down off the orgasmic high.

"Jesus." I said, finally able to speak.

Ella let out a laugh. "Not bad, huh?"

"Um, wow. Yeah, no, not bad at all." I waited for the feeling of guilt to creep in. I'd just orgasmed on my marriage bed by someone other than my husband. Instead, a hunger burned in me. I wanted a taste of Ella. If this was the only time this would happen, then I had to take full advantage of it.

With all of my strength, I pushed myself up onto my elbows, then rolled over, using my hand to maneuver Ella onto her back. Leaning down, I kissed my boss, pressing my lips against hers, then pushing my tongue inside her mouth. We French kissed for a minute or two. I swear I could taste myself as our tongues wrestled.

Breaking the kiss, I looked into Ella's beautiful eyes. "You sure about this?" she asked. "You don't have to Delia."

"I know." I replied, kissing Ella again. "I need to taste you." She smiled and closed her eyes as I did just that. Starting at her neck, I tasted my way down her body as she'd done mine. The faint taste of sunscreen, sweat and perfume tickled my tongue as I made my way down to my destination. I tried to take my time, enjoying the journey but, truth be told, I was so worked up that I found myself peering at the beautiful, pink folds of Ella's cunt in no time flat.

It was the first time I'd seen another woman's pussy up close. Sure, there was porn but this was different. The mouth-watering scent emanating from the depths, the way the light glistened off the juices that had leaked out and finally, the sweet taste when I leaned in and gave Ella's pussy one long lick.

I closed my eyes savoring the sweet, tangy fluid. I tried to remember all that Ella had done to me but my mind had gone blank. Then I recalled something I'd read about performing the alphabet with your tongue to please a woman. Figuring why not, that's exactly what I did. The sound of sighs of pleasure when I did E encouraged me to continue. At J, Ella grabbed my hair and pulled me tighter against her body. At U, she came. Hard. Juices coated my face as I finished what I'd started, lapping up as much of the sweet fluid as I could with Z.

Pushing myself up to my knees, I looked down at my boss. A contented smile was on her face as she laid there, her chest rising and falling with deep breaths. I bit my lip, not knowing what to do. Ella gave me the answer as she raised her arms, beckoning me. I fell into them as she pulled me close. It felt, well, different than being with George. Not better or worse. Just not the same.

We must have drifted off for a bit because when I opened my eyes again, the sun was starting to set. My stirring must have awoken Ella who let out a moan as she stretched. "Damn, Delia. You did a great job!" she said, then kissed the tip of my nose.

"You're my first." I answered honestly. "You, um, taste great, by the way."

Ella let out a laugh. "Yeah, you do too."

"Now what?" I asked nervously. I didn't know what I wanted. A new door had been opened to me and I wanted to burst through, to see what was on the other side.

Ella was silent for a moment. "Well, that's up to you." she finally said. "I can take you back to your car and we can act like this never happened. Or..."

"Or...what?"

"I can spend the night and show you all things that two women can do together."

I honestly did think about it for a moment. I could chalk this up to an afternoon thing and go about my life with my loving husband, perfectly happy with the great sex he gave me. But here was this beautiful woman, someone who'd given me a powerful orgasm, promising to show me things that I'd fantasized about.

"I'd like that." I replied, smiling.

Ella stood up, taking me by the hand and leading me to the bathroom. George, for my last birthday, had one of those multi-headed showers installed. I loved the feeling of standing in the middle of the hot, steamy water cascading all over my body.

After starting the water and adjusting the temperature, Ella and I entered the shower. I picked up the bottle of bodywash, squirted some in my hand and rubbed it slowly, sensuously all over my boss's body. I gazed into her eyes, biting my lower lip, as my soapy hand explored the folds of her pussy.

I felt Ella's body tremble and she closed her eyes, letting out a gasp as a mini-orgasm coated my hand with her juices. She gripped my shoulders and pulled me into a deep kiss, our tits mashing together as I continued to rub her cunt and tickle her clit. Ella's hands traveled down my back, then gripped my ass cheeks and began to massage them.

George would often tell me that my ass was my best feature. Going out, I would often wear tight jeans or a miniskirt to emphasize it. We'd tried anal once but it hurt a lot with him trying to push just the head of his dick in so we never really went back to it. Ella, however, must have been an ass lover. When we broke the kiss, she turned me around and pressed me against the back of the shower. Kneeling behind me, Ella teased me a little by planting little kisses on my pussy and scraping my clit with her nail.

I let out a moan of frustration, trying to capture Ella's fingers with my pussy. She was working me up and let out a giggle when I arched my back, trying to increase the pressure of her digits. That must have been the cue she was waiting for because, as soon as I did that, Ella spread my ass cheeks apart and planted a kiss right on my rosebud.

My breath was momentarily taken away at the sensation of soft lips touching sensitive flesh. I thought about telling Ella to stop but I didn't, figuring today was a day of firsts for me so I let her continue exploring my backside.

Ella ran her tongue up the cleft of my ass, then buried her face between my butt cheeks. I felt her tongue probing my sphincter as she started fingering my pussy again. The onslaught of sensations was overwhelming. Ella fucked my ass with her talented tongue, my pussy with her amazing fingers while the hot water of the shower pounded my body and the steam filled my lungs.

My body trembled and shook. I could feel the pressure of an impending orgasm building inside me. When Ella tickled my G spot with her nails, I clenched down, screaming out as I felt my leg muscles tighten up. I couldn't believe that this woman had given me two incredible orgasms in the space of an hour.