I am a mid level manager for a large multinational. A new hire asst counsel came to work with us and I offered to show her around and just give her a chance at a work friend. We went out to lunch that day. She volunteered, I certainly had not gone there, that she had this thing about women. In her 37 years she had never once let a man on her, once she discovered women, it was women. She wanted me to know. OK, if that's how you feel.
One day, many days after the fist day, we were at lunch again and she showed me two black and white photos. Four by six, it was her laying back on a bed nude. In all her glory. She said she was 22 when those pictures were taken by a woman she was seeing. She insisted in me taking a close look, what did I see? See, you can see my V hole. OK.
She invited me to her place, a small house she lived in. She let me know that she never lived with someone, she liked her privacy. There were other same period photographs, in the bathroom, on the wall in the hall. All nudes, nothing X rated, but nude frontals. To pick which one was my favorite. I picked the one in the bathtub, because I had to pick one. She got on the bed and scooted up, and told me she wanted me to pull her pants off, slowly.
I said no. I am not someone that does that. It is enough that I have to see myself naked, I'm not going to pull her pants off. She pulled her legs up and laid them open. She asked if I was a guy would I fuck her. I told her I wasn't a guy. Well then as a girl, do you want to eat me? I refused to answer. She asked me to pull her pants off again. So that she could show me her pussy.
She claimed I looked at her pussy in the picture, and liked her V hole. Pull her pants off and lick her and make her feel good. If I got her pussy swollen, I could take a picture.
Then in a voice I hadn't heard, please like me, come kiss me. I made that moment mistake, I kissed her. Take my pants off and kiss my pussy. Show her I liked her. I took her pants off, she had on small tight, transparent panties. She was wet, like wet. She bucked up her hips, kiss me. God, I had not kissed a girl's pussy since I was in college. I went down on her, pulled her little panties off and ate her. I looked down at her, flowering, open, in full bloom. I ate her until she started kicking and had an orgasm.
I told her that was enough, I didn't want to go there. We worked together. The answer I got was to bring my pussy to her, straddle her face and lower my pussy into her mouth. She wrapped her arms around my thighs and I came before I could stop it.
She is a beautiful woman. Granted she has a very nice pussy, both at rest and engorged and open. She is affectionate, always crawling over me to get somewhere. She loves seeing her pussy in a mirror. I have to help her, I hold the mirror. She likes having me use my tongue in her V hole. She lifts her hips and I've licked at her puny asshole. I used to not do this, rim a girl's asshole. I rim her. It's really a nasty habit.
We work together which makes things more difficult. I am not 'out' and she isn't either, not really. With women she is, but not men, and not family. She's just unmarried. She doesn't say single. I hired this woman sketch artist to sketch her aroused pussy, in all its glory. V hole, and all. It is a charcoal rendition, it's in a simple frame, and it hangs above my bed in my bedroom. Some people hang the Virgin Mary, I have the essence of woman above my bed. And I say I'm not a feminist.
