Sex Sells

Then it stopped, but only for a second. The tongue was gone from inside her, but a finger took its place. And the tongue reappeared at her clit, flicking over it repeatedly. Nancy strained and whimpered, wanting to push her crotch against Heidi's mouth, but afraid of slipping off the table.

With each flick of that tongue over her clitoris, Nancy's pleasure mounted. It felt like someone put a heater between her legs, and her vulva went from warm to hot to fiery. She no longer wondered why Heidi didn't mind the increasing wetness, she only knew it was there.

A second finger plunged into her canal alongside the first, and at the same time Heidi's lips closed around her clit and sucked. The heat between her legs became an eruption, all her muscles clenched, and she threw back her head and moaned.

It went on and on, it seemed like forever. She couldn't breathe, couldn't see anything but formless colors, couldn't stop the climactic spasming of her body. And the only thing she could feel were the fingers deep in her, and the hungry, greedy sucking on her clit.

Finally breath came, the shaking subsided, and Nancy looked down to see that pretty blonde head between her legs. Heidi had stopped sucking her, her fingers were withdrawn, and instead there was only the gentle nuzzling of her lips and nose against her outer lips.

Then came a wet, gentle kiss, and Heidi looked up at her, a smile on her face. Nancy just panted, unsure what to say. She was drifting back into her body now, the sense of disconnectedness left her, and all her old emotions rushed in like a crashing tsunami. She wanted to feel shame, guilt, and revulsion at the woman between her legs – this embodiment of everything she said she would never be. But she didn't – she couldn't. It had felt so good – so incredibly, immeasurably good – that she felt nothing but a beaming warmth toward Heidi.

The blonde went back to nuzzling her, very gently, and then, after a final kiss on her slit, pulled her head away. She reached to the floor, found Nancy's panties, and gently daubed the moisture from her lips and cheeks.

Then she got out from under Nancy's legs, lowered them to the floor, scooted back, looked up, and said, "Stand up, I'll put these back on you."

Nancy did as told, lifting her feet as Heidi got first one leg, then the other into her underwear. The other women slid them up her until they were in place, then pressed a final kiss against Nancy's vulva through the silk.

She reached up to the skirt, pulled it down, and spent some time adjusting it until it looked right. One last kiss at her pubic bone through the skirt, and Heidi stood up. She kissed Nancy on the mouth – soft again, like the first one, then leaned up against the table alongside her. She pulled a makeup compact out of her briefcase and set about fixing her lipstick.

Nancy breathed deeply several times, working up her courage and fighting down the things she knew she was supposed to feel. "You've got the..."

But Heidi stopped her with a finger to her lips. "I'm sure you'll have time to make up your mind by tomorrow," she whispered. "I'll come back then."