The next day Sheila awakened early, feeling more refreshed and happy than she had in a long time. Until now, she hadn't realized how many little ways there were in which her inhibitions tended to get in the way of letting her enjoy life.
But those inhibitions were gone now.
And she had a job.
The best thing about the job was that it didn't start for another week yet, which gave her plenty of time to enjoy the city before the grind began.
And she intended to enjoy it.
She began by going shopping in Bloomingdales.
She had never seen anything that would even marginally compare with the mammoth store. It completely captured her imagination.
As the day wore on, however, she found her concentration shifting from time to time. Last night had been quite an experience.
But what about tonight?
The idea of simply going back to her room and spending the evening alone didn't really sound vow inviting. Mr. Hoffer? He probably would be working late again tonight with someone else.
It was just then that she ran into Susan. Literally. Neither of them saw the other, and when they collided both went sprawling into the corridor, packages going in every direction.
"Are you all tight?" the other girl asked, gathering up her things.
"I think so," Sheila replied, doing the same with her own scattered packages.
A few moments they were standing next to each other, looking at one another to see if either was angry. Sheila was the first to laugh, but the other girl was quick to join in.
"My name's Susan," she announced, acknowledging the friendly attraction that had sprung up so quickly between them.
"I'm Sheila."
They spent the rest of the afternoon shopping together, and by the time it was almost dark the two girls felt like they had known each other for much longer than a single, relatively short afternoon.
"Why don't you come over for dinner?" Susan asked suddenly.
"All right. Where do you live?"
"Come on, I'll show you."
As Sheila followed, Susan took her quickly to an extremely plush East Side apartment building.
"Wow!" Sheila gasped, forgetting to appear cosmopolitan for the moment.
"It belongs to my parents," Susan explained, "but they're in Europe for the winter. My apartment's not quite up to these standards, but they're letting me stay here."
Sheila looked around her, trying to appear less impressed than she actually was. There were three bedrooms, a fireplace, a sauna, and a Jacuzzi. It was this last item that arrested Sheila's attention first.
"You want to get in it?" Susan asked, flicking the switch that started the hot water whirling through the six-foot-long pool. Steam started to rise from the bubbling water.
"Come on," encouraged Susan, and before Sheila could say anything else she pulled off her sweater and began to step out of her slacks.
Sheila tried not to stare, but she couldn't help herself. Susan was smaller than herself, but her tits were perfectly formed and as firm as ripe young apples.
A moment later she was naked, her dark black triangle standing out against the creamy texture of her skin. Then she climbed down into the whirlpool.
Peeling a little self-conscious, Sheila took off her own clothes and placed them in a pile on the floor. Then she eased herself into the swirling, churning water.
"Mmmmmm," she sighed as she felt the hot jets of water shoot out against her tired muscles. "This is beautiful."
"I know. Here, let me give your shoulders a rubdown," Susan offered, standing up and walking forward until she was directly in front of Sheila. "Just lean forward."
Sheila complied, and Susan began to expertly work her lithe fingers into the sore muscles of Sheila's shoulders.
But it wasn't the rubdown that Sheila was aware of tight now; it was the dark, furry crotch that was poised just a few inches in front of her face. Why was Susan doing this from the front instead of the back?
The answer was obvious. She wanted Sheila to see her body up close.
"Aaaaahhhhh," Sheila groaned, leaning forward further. She didn't know why, but for some reason she wanted to get closer to Susan's cunt.
Now she could almost see the lips of the other girl's pussy as she stood in the knee deep water with her thighs slightly parted.
Sheila suddenly felt her own cunt beginning to tingle beneath the water.
Susan was rubbing harder now, and her hands had found their way halfway down Sheila's back. The further down they went, the closer her cunt came to Sheila's face.
Suddenly Sheila knew that she wanted to bury her face in the wet, dripping muff that dangled so tantalizingly just a few inches in front of her face.
But did Susan want that?
A moment later Sheila had her answer. Suddenly Susan ran her hands all the way down until her fingers were underneath the foaming water rubbing Sheila's soft ass cheeks. The result of this was that Sheila's face was immediately buried in the black triangle that had been teasing her for so long.
As soon as her face touched the hair, Sheila felt Susan's muscles tense as she drove her pelvis hard against Sheila's face.
"Mmmmmmmm," Susan murmured, spreading her slim legs wider. "Eat me… please eat me…"
Sheila had never made it with another girl, but right now it seemed like the best idea she had heard in a long time.
Grabbing Susan's waist, she got up and turned the other girl around. Then she guided her until Susan was leaning forward against the edge of the pool, her white ass dangling in Sheila's face and her legs parted to reveal the rich, pink lips of her pussy.
Taking one fleshy cheek with each hand, Sheila spread wide Susan's cunt, revealing the dripping moistness of her inner cunt. Then, without hesitating another moment, she buried her face in the other girl's pussy.
"Aaaaffffgggg," Susan groaned, thrusting back hard against Sheila's face. She could feel Sheila's tongue as it darted deep inside her pussy, almost fucking her like a man's cock.
"Yessssss… eat me… eat my cunt…"
Susan continued, rotating her hips while Sheila licked and sucked her steaming cunt rubbing and massaging her ass cheeks at the same time.
Sheila couldn't believe she was actually doing this, and yet the fact remained that she was loving every second of it.
Harder now, she continued to drive her tongue into the other's girl's juicy cunt, shoving it all the way in until it was completely buried in pink, quivering flesh.
"My… ohhhhh my clit…" Susan moaned, raising her soft ass higher in the air, practically begging Sheila to shift her attentions from the depth of her cunt to the sensitive button that was crying out for attention.
Sheila complied immediately.
As soon as her tongue came in contact with the swelling organ, Sheila could feel the muscles deep inside Susan's crotch begin to shake and quiver.
"Yesssss… ohhhh, yessssss…" Susan groaned. Her hands were all over her own tits now, rubbing and squeezing them as she sought to take herself over the brink into the spinning rush of orgasm.
Sheila was going crazy, letting her tongue roam all the way from Susan's clit to her asshole and then back again.
"I'm gonna come… gonna come… aaaaggggghhhhh!"
Suddenly it seemed to Sheila as if Susan's cunt had exploded in her face. Waves of hot honey shot out onto her mouth as Susan's passion box shuddered wildly, spurting its juice in a wrenching spasm of crushing delight.
Again and again Sheila felt hot cum ooze out of the hole onto her face, but still she continued to work her tongue deep inside the other woman.
Finally Susan turned around.
Sheila smiled at her.
Susan smiled back.
"Let's have dinner. Then I have a surprise for you."
Sheila nodded. She was a little bit frustrated that Susan wasn't going to return the favor right now, but she also doubted that Susan had any intention of letting her newfound friend go home unfulfilled.
Two hours later Sheila knew a great deal more about Susan, and was happy to find that the two of them had a great deal in common.
First of all, Susan intended to stay in her parent's apartment until they got back from Europe sometime during the summer.
"What are you doing for work?" Sheila asked when Susan served dinner.
"Nothing."
"It must be nice."
"I'm subletting my apartment down in the village; that, plus what my parents left me, is enough to get by on."
Susan was several years older than Sheila, who could tell that she was bound to learn a few things if she stayed around her newfound friend. Thus, when Susan suggested that she move into the apartment with her, Sheila accepted without reservation.
"Great. We'll have a good time together."
"Speaking of good times, I promised you I have a surprise for you."
"I was afraid you'd forgotten."
"No way. An you ready for it?"
"Susan," Sheila said with feeling, "I'm ready for anything."
"All right. Wait here."
She waited in the sunken living room in front of the fireplace. Sheila sat back, sipped on the delicious hot buttered rum she had been drinking, and waited for Susan to return. She was amazed at how content she was; Jim and college seemed light years away. Nothing mattered now except having a good time.
A moment later Susan returned carrying a small chalice in her hands. She was wearing a thin, see-through negligee that showed practically all of her body.
Sheila's cunt began to tingle.
"What's in there?" she asked, indicating the chalice.
"Don't ask any questions. Just sit back and relax."
Happily, Sheila complied. There were pillows scattered about the floor, and a thick shag rug; Sheila made herself comfortable.
"All right, now. You just watch."
Standing above Sheila, Susan slipped out of her negligee. A few moments later she was naked in front of the fire, the flickering light playing on her smooth skin in a way that made Sheila want to finger herself.
But she didn't.
Instead, she simply watched as Susan reached into the chalice and withdrew her fingers a moment later. They glistened with oil.
Then, her almond eyes never once leaving Sheila's, Susan began to apply tile oil to her body.
Sheila could hear her own breath coming in quick, short gasps as she saw the shimmering oil begin to cover Susan's lithe body.
Susan smiled. "You want to help?" she whispered.
Silently Sheila nodded, standing up from where she was sitting and moving forward. Then she dipped her hand into the warm oil, and began to rub it into Susan's skin, starting first at the other girl's shoulders and slowly working her way down.
As her hands first came into contact with Susan's tits, Sheila could feel her pulse begin to race with excitement. Even though they weren't large, they were perfectly formed and seemed to be just begging to be licked and sucked by someone.
But Sheila kept working her way down until she had covered every inch of Susan's body. Then she stepped back to survey her handiwork.
"Fantastic!" she murmured. Susan glistened provocatively in the light of the fire.
"Now it's your turn," Susan whispered.
Sheila nodded.
Moving slowly, almost teasingly, she took off her clothes. Susan's hungry eyes seemed to devour her as each article came off, until finally she seemed to be practically panting at the sight of Sheila totally naked.
Susan reached into the chalice, and began to rub the oil into Sheila's shoulders.
"Mmmmmm," Sheila breathed, feeling the warmth of the other girl's hands combine with the heated oil to produce a sensation on her skin that she had never experienced before.
Then slowly Susan began to work her way down. When she reached Sheila's tits, she slowed down even more, playing with the full, graceful orbs. As Sheila looked at the other girl's hands on her own tits, she felt a rush of excitement shoot through her body that caused her cunt juices to flow even more wetly.
This was fantastic!
Susan's hands were on her nipples now, tweaking the pinkish brown buds with her slippery, oil-covered fingers, until Sheila thought she was going to go insane.
"Ooohhh… please… suck… them… suck my tits!"
She had never spoken like that before, but the sound of the words of encouragement on her own lips just served to excite Sheila even more.
"Not yet," Susan whispered, continuing to apply the oil. Now she was putting it on Sheila's flat stomach, rubbing it deep into the soft skin.
"Mmmmmmm…"
As Susan's hands found their way down into the creamy whiteness where Sheila's bikini had been, both girls were about to explode from excitement. Susan had never seen a better body than the one she was toying with right now, and that cunt! It was fantastic, a perfect silky triangle that was so soft and velvety that she could hardly believe it was for real.
But it was.
As her hands finally worked their way down onto Sheila's slim thighs and even slimmer calves, Susan knew that she was about to have one of the most enjoyable experiences of her life.
Finally Sheila was completely covered. For a moment the two of them stood looking quietly at each other, and then Susan guided Sheila back until they were both reclining on a large fluffy couch.
Susan reached out with her hand and touched Sheila's right tit.
"Please ooooohhhh please suck it… suck it now!"
This time Susan complied, leaning over until her lips hovered just over the brightly glistening bud, then suddenly swooping down on it and covering it with her mouth.
"Aaaaahhhhh!" Sheila panted as bolts of electricity shot through her. She reached out and encircled Susan with her arms, puffing the other girl closer so that she could feel the slickness of the oil as their bodies locked together.
It didn't take long for Sheila to realize that she was in the hands of an expert.
Susan's tongue seemed to know exactly where to go as it flicked and darted over Sheila's sensitive tits. Sometimes her touch would be light, teasing, while other times she sucked hard on the tender tips.
While she did this, Susan began to slide her hand down across Sheila's stomach, heading eventually for her final goal, Sheila's tawny cunt.
"Yes…" Sheila breathed, urging her on. She wanted to feel someone else's fingers inside her pulsing cunt.
Susan's fingers were locked inside Sheila's silky hair, playing with it, twisting it, all the while working their way closer to the parted lips that were her final goal.
At last, when it seemed to Sheila that she was going to explode from frustration, Susan plunged two fingers deep into the tight, clinging folds of her pussy.
"Aaaaahhhhh… yesssss!"
Sheila couldn't believe how, fantastic it felt. It was as if Susan knew exactly what she wanted her to do.
In and out, in and out the two fingers plunged, while with her other hand Susan played with Sheila's swelling clit.
"Eat me, Susan, eat my cunt… eat it!" Sheila groaned when she couldn't stand it any longer.
Susan complied immediately.
She moved down until her face was just a few inches from Sheila's shuddering muff. There she stopped, looking at the pink lips that were parted wetly in anticipation of what was about to happen.
"Please… ohhhhh please…" Sheila practically whimpered. She had to have it soon or she would die. This was incredible.
Gently Susan began to blow on Sheila's cunt, fanning the hot hole, making Sheila practically beg for mercy. Then finally, when Sheila was sure she couldn't take it any longer, Susan let her tongue dart out and flick lightly against Sheila's clit.
"More… please… more!"
Susan's tongue darted out again, this time lingering another half-second before withdrawing.
Then finally she let loose, driving her wet, probing tongue deep into the shivering folds of Sheila's hungry cunt. Again and again she drove it in, sliding the warm muscle in and out of Sheila's writhing, wriggling cunt with a fury that threatened to drive Sheila insane.
Sheila couldn't believe how good all this felt. It was incredible to think that her entire life had been spent without ever experiencing anything like this.
Incredible.
With both breasts heaving and bouncing all over her chat, Sheila began to shove her cunt harder and harder against Susan's working, driving tongue. She could feel it deep inside her one second, then out along the soft warmth of her inner thighs the next.
"Eat me… eat my cunt… suck my honey out of me… ohhhh please…" she pleaded.
But no matter how hard Susan sucked, there was always more love juice to pour out of Sheila's cunt. It never stopped, flowing out in a sticky stream that found its way always into Susan's mouth.
Harder now, losing touch with everything but the pulsing, melting fire inside her, Sheila shoved her crotch against Susan's face. She wanted to come again; last night in her room had only been the beginning.
"Make me come… make me come…" she breathed in rhythm with her thrusts, shoving and wriggling with a reckless abandon that threatened to engulf Susan's face.
Almost before the words were out of her mouth Sheila felt her cunt begin to pulse uncontrollably. It was as if her entire crotch was about to dissolve.
"Aaaaaggggghhhhh!" she gasped as a wave of wrenching excitement shot through her, sending new spurts of her honey flying from her cunt.
Again and again the wave hit, causing her cunt to spill over, bathing Susan's entire face in sticky, hot cum.
"Yessssss… nice…" Susan murmured, her hot tongue lapping up every ounce of the musky liquid that poured from Sheila's cunt.
Finally it appeared to be over.
Sheila remained still on the couch, while Susan kept her face buried in the hot wetness of Sheila's spent pussy.
Sheila smiled.
Yes, this was going to work out just fine.