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Subject: Letter to Jane Letter to Jane, by Karen A. This is my first attempt at anything like this, so I’d appreciate any feedback….. ail). It is a work of fiction, but is based on real events. If you like it, I might write more…..I’ve quite enjoyed doing this! Darling Jane, Thank you for your lovely letter and all your advice – it really means a lot to me having you to talk to about these matters, and I have taken on board all that you said, however things have moved on rather fast recently…. I’ll try and tell you the story in the right order, I’m sure you want to know! Although she got back last Sunday, I didn’t see Jacqui at work on Monday, she left a message saying she wouldn’t be in until Thursday, however on Tuesday morning there was a note stuck on the monitor of my computer. It was from Jacqui, asking me (very formally) if I would like to meet her for a drink at her house on Wednesday night. She said she’d be uncontactable for the rest of the day, but to leave a message if I couldn’t make it. I was frankly excited and terrified at the same time…..I didn’t know whether I ought to dress up or not, but I guessed we might be going out, so I glammed up a bit after work – hair up, long black skirt, thin silky top (no bra!), and a little black jacket to preserve my modesty (Pete nearly got into a fight with some bloke the other week after he started makiing remarks about my nipples – I think sometimes discretion is required). Pete recently bought me a couple of thongs – purely for his benefit – and I couldn’t resist the temptation to put a pair on under the skirt….. Jacqui lives a bit out of town in a large house with it’s own grounds (her husband’s family are rolling in it, and he’s the only child and heir to millions, apparently) I’ve been there before to pick her up, but I’ve never been inside. I nearly didn’t get out of the car when I pulled up I was so nervous, but I forced myself to go and ring the doorbell. Jacqui answered the door and showed me in – she looked gorgeous, tanned (sunbed!), wearing a white dress which just screamed “very expensive”! She makes me feel very dowdy sometimes. We went through into the living room, which is about the size of the whole of Pete’s flat and she offered me a glass of wine. I sat on the sofa, and she sat on a chair opposite. Then she really suprised me by picking a spliff up off the table and lighting it. I don’t know why, but I’d never associated her with that – which is odd, given that she’s pretty unconventional in most other ways. She offered me the spliff, and we nattered for a while, getting mellow. Then she suddenly got serious. bursa evi olan escort “Michelle, there’s something I’ve got to talk to you about.” My mouth went instantly dry, and my hands started shaking. My stomach was doing sommersalts. “Years ago, when I was living in the States, I went to a party with a load of Air Hostesses. It was pretty wild, and there were lots of drugs and drink flying around, and I got pretty out of it. A girl of about my own age came up to me, and we got chatting. I don’t quite know how it happened but before I knew it she was kissing me, really kissing me, tongues, the works. I must have responded because she dragged me into the bathroom, locked the door and stuck her hand in my knickers. I don’t remember too much about it, because I was so out of it, but I do remember we made each other cum. Two days later she tracked me down and we did it sober in her hotel room, which was when I discovered that I like sex with women as well as men.” I must have had a stunned look on my face, because she said: “Don’t tell me I’ve shocked you, Michelle? If you weren’t expecting me to say something like that, then I’ve got you completely wrong.” “No, I’m not shocked, I thought you might……” She took a really long toke on the spliff and said “You know I want you, don’t you?” Now I really was shaking! And my nipples were like pencil rubbers! I nodded, my mouth was too dry to speak. Jacqui carried on , really calmly: “I don’t want you to think that I run around seducing young women, I don’t. I’ve only had a couple of relationships with women,and they’ve all been people that I’ve known before, as friends. If you don’t feel the same way about me, it won’t make any difference to our friendship. But I’m pretty good at guessing these things, and I think, well I hope, you’ve been thinking about this yourself.” She passed me the spliff. My hand was really trembling. She reached out and touched my hand “Are you so afraid of me?” she asked. “No,” I said, “I’m not…” And she leant forward and kissed me. I remember the taste of smoke, wine, and lipstick. Her tongue went wild inside my mouth, but in a kind of softer way than when Pete kisses me. My pussy was drenched, instantly. She drew back, and looked me in the eyes. “Mmmm,” she said, “I’ve never kissed anyone with a tongue stud before” I was still shaking, just looking at her, I didn’t know what to say. “So, what do you say, shall we go out on the town, or stay in this evening?” she asked. For a very brief second I was more frightened than I’ve ever been in my life before. Now or never, I thought. “Where’s Brian?” altıparmak escort I asked. “Still abroad” she said, “I’m all on my own for the whole week” I took a really deep breath. “Why don’t you show me the bedroom?” I said. (See, I’m just an old tart really!) She picked up her glass, took me by the hand and led me upstairs. Her bedroom is gorgeous, with big french windows and a balcony, polished wwod floor and an enormous bed. We just stood there for a second in silence. Then Jacqui drained her wine glass, reached behind her and unfastened her dress. She let it fall forward, and she was naked underneath. I really couldn’t breath, I couldn’t take my eyes off her body. She spread her arms. “Do you like?” she asked. I nodded. She stepped forward and pushed my jacket off my shoulders, lifted the top over my head, and unzipped my skirt and let it fall. Last of all she took the clip out of my hair. “Still frightened?” she asked. I just nodded. She pulled me down onto the bed. “Don’t be” she said, and started kissing me. I can’t describe what it felt like, her body next to mine. She has a fantastic figure, she is so soft and gentle…..she broke off our kiss and moved down to my tits “Oh Michelle, you are so lucky to have such lovely boobs” she said, in between licks and little bites. Both my nipples were painfully erect, everytime she touched them an electric charge run down to my pussy. She knelt beside me to pull off my thong, and I raised my bum to help her. “I take it these are a present from lover boy?” she said. “I’m flattered you wore them for me!” She moved between my legs, pushing them apart. I wanted her so badly by then, I couldn’t spread them far enough apart! She ran her tongue around my belly button stud, and then slid down to my pussy. I was in heaven! I’ve never been licked like that before. She knew just what to do, how to take me to the edge of orgasm and hold me there. By the time I came (very noisily!) I’d very definately lost all my inhibitions. I pulled Jacqui up next to me and kissed her deeply, tasting my pussy on her lips. That really made me horny, and I moved onto her boobs. I started kissing and licking her nipples, remembering what I like, and she started making little noises of appreciation, which made me even hotter. Her boobs feel a bit different from mine, but I suppose that’s because of the implants – it doesn’t seem to have affected their sensitivity though! I slid down her body and moved between her legs – she obviously shaves herself a lot, and I could see her pretty pink pussy…..The first time my tongue touched her clit she jerked on the bed like she’d had an electric shock – I got to work trying remember what she’d done to me. I soon found out that I could use my tongue stud to drive her wild, Jacqui was thrashing around with her hands in my hair saying “Fuck me, baby, do me Miche, more, faster!” all that kind of thing. suddenly she went completely rigid, and exploded into a huge orgasm. I slid up her body to kiss her again, but she gripped my leg between hers and kept rubbing against it. She grabbed my hand and pulled it down to her pussy. “Michelle, please, finger fuck me, I want to cum again!” I had two fingers inside her, my thumb against her clit, and she came again violently. Afterwards we lay together, cuddling. The warmth and softness was so sensual. Jacqui apologised for being so demanding “I’ve fantasised about this for quite a while” she said. I admitted I had too. After a while she took me downstairs to the conservatory at the back of the house. In a room off it she’s got a sauna and a jaccuzzi. We got in the tub and Jacqui the jets on. Then she said she wanted to show me something. She got behind me and guided me until I was squating in front of one of the jets. Gently she spread my legs and let the water do it’s work. If you haven’t tried it Jane, you must! It’s like the biggest softest licking you’ve ever had, only better. With Jacqui behind me, fondling my tits and nibbling my neck I had a really deep, powerful, intense orgasm which left me drained. Well, that’s the story. I’ve done it, Jane! Did I like it? Yes. Would I do it again? Yes. Do I feel guilty about Pete? Yes. Did I cry afterwards? Yes. (My Mum happened to wake up when I got in at the crack of dawn, and thought I’d had a row with Pete because I was in floods of tears). I had this sudden irrational fear that I was now a lesbian. On Thursday I was supposed to be going sailing, but it was cancelled at the last moment. I went round to Pete’s flat and let my self in. Then I called him on his mobile and said: “I’m in your bed, I’m naked, and I’ve got my vibrator. If you don’t come home right now I’ll be too exhausted to do anything by the time you come home!” He did too, and we spent the rest of the day fucking. I just felt so guilty I wanted to make it up to him, I let him do everything! I don’t think he really knew what was happening! I saw Jacqui again yesterday, and we had a chat. She wanted me to know that she wouldn’t force it if I didn’t want to do it again, but I had to tell her I did, and we kissed in her office…. I hope you can be bothered to wade through all this, Jane. I hope you understand that it’s really important for me to have told you all this. I may never tell anyone else – I think I’ve mentioned the small town thing, and I can already hear the whispers of “Michelle’s a dyke”. Maybe I’m just paranoid. Lots of love Michelle xxxxxxxxxxx

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