Carol had been looking forward to the weekend seminar in a remote control seaside resort town that she had never visited previously. The seminar was aimed at a group of middle aged professional women, most of whom came from ‘ suburban marriages ’, and who were unused to the privilege of weekends away from household routines.

Extreme disappointment was the best way to distinguish how carol felt when she learnt on checking in that she had to share a way with another womanhood - Anne, whom she had never met before.

Anne seemed well-disposed enough and very concerned in comparing promissory note on the conflict in their respective lifestyles, over a cup of tea. Carol a branch lady in her late 40's, with a grown up family and Anne in her mid 30's, fitted the traditional suburban married woman role with two nestling at plate.

Carol, a statuesque and even voluptuous brunette, tallish, with rattling wooden leg and rose hip, set off by fine, high malar and a civilised speaking voice, could not avail thinking how Dowdy Anne's general appearance and wearing apparel gumption was. Featureless uninteresting, inexpensive wearing apparel and pragmatic flat shoes, which gave no indication at all whether Anne would be attractive to men.

Two hours passed quickly as they compared notes and talked about their families. carol found herself warming to Anne and the realisation that Anne was perhaps extremely understated in her introduction started to connive Carol. Anne, with obviously dyed blondish pilus, was almost as improbable as Christmas carol and spoke with an interesting and cultivated accent, which Carol learnt was English, though she had been in Commonwealth of Australia for 20 yr.

‘ Lets go and have a meal Anne. And a drink,'Christmas carol suggested.

Almost as an afterthought she added, ‘ lets get dressed up, I always like to dress up to go out, especially in a new environment.'

A non too elusive hint to Anne that she should try and better her coming into court.

Anne commandeered the bath first and firmly shut and then locked the doorway. Carol wondered if she could a endure a weekend with such an ordinary charwoman as a constant way Paraguay tea. As she waited her turn for the bathroom she noticed for the first time that two walls of their motel room had wide-cut length mirrors which from the right position in the recession of the room had obvious connotations and romantic benefit for male person / female dyad.

As Anne emerged from the privy carol was surprised to see Anne looking a lot more attractive than she imagined she could. Anne had not bothered to dress in the bath as carol imagined she would and came out dressed in a very brusque black silk dressing nightgown. As Anne walked past tense Carol, she could notice that Anne was wearing a skimpy total darkness bra which surprised Christmas carol by the full breasts it barely contained.

The surprise to carol was such, that when she entered the bathroom she neglected to conclude the door fully. The bathroom was fitted with a mirror, which Carol suddenly realised allowed a view of the motel room because of the emplacement of the early mirrors and anybody in the room could see the other person in the bathroom.

As Carol undressed she felt that she was being watched by Anne from the other way, and a glance in the mirror confirmed it. Anne was sitting on the sofa, drinking another cup of tea, legs crossed and black pants visible at the top of her very good leg.

Instead of feeling uncomfortable at another woman watching her undress carol suddenly became engrossed in the thought that perhaps another adult female might enjoy seeing her raw body. Always one to relish center leg and secure in the noesis that men enjoyed wondering about her body, Christmas carol had never thought until now that another woman might bask fantasising about her eubstance.

Discreetly and slowly strip down so that Anne could see her every move, but carefully avoiding eye contact lens, Carol deliberately left her high heeled shoes on as she shrugged out of her dress. Standing in bra and coloured legal brief, she slowly brushed her hair, aware that Anne was watching her every move, and Christmas carol thought, looking flushed.

Why ? Was she getting off on looking at me about to divest, Carol mused ? Always aware that men liked her big arse Christmas carol decided to try for the event it might have on Anne. Playing the minute for all it was worth Carol slid her pants off first, over her high up heels and then busied herself arranging a towel so that she had to ferment to the full circle, and have Anne get the full prospect and outcome of her arse and pelvis, wonderfully contrasted by her long full legs in high hound, and closely plane fanny. Eventually the bra came off, but even then Christmas carol still made herself look interfering as she stood in all her nude gloriole in nothing but eminent bounder, knowing that Anne was watching her every move.

Removing the shoes a moment before she entered the shower. Carol could experience a strange and new flush through her unhurt consistency which she had never felt with the men in her life.

After showering Christmas carol dried herself slowly, and she thought as seductively as she possibly could with another woman watching. carol stood au naturel and brushed her tomentum, stepped in to her highschool heels, applied defecate up, perfume, all slowly and deliberately in front of the mirror, aware of her every move being closely observed by Anne in the next way, out of straight sight, but seeable in the mirrors. At that point Carol closed the room access to collect her thoughts and think.

She finally emerged from the toilet dressed in a Edward White silk shirt which was slit at both sides to eat up above the end of her long full thighs, and barely covered the cheeks of what her estranged husband referred to as her magnificent ass and the closely shaven field between her legs. The only other clothing she wore was an even higher duet of high cad than she had gone in with.

‘ I cant decide which slacks to tire, Anne,'Carol said. ‘ Will you help me decide ?'

carol started pulling on a blind drunk fitting pair of creamy white morass and was aware of Anne watching her every movement as she slowly pulled the slacks up her long peg. With the falloff almost completely on carol held Anne's gaze as the slacks started to crawl up over her hips at the Lapplander prison term raising her silk shirt and exposing her naked buttocks to Anne.

Carol felt sure that she could sense a tension in Anne.

‘ Are these all right to wear Anne ?'

‘ They look fantastic. Nice and tight on your stage and backside.'

Carol smiled back at her, enjoying her by obvious power and attraction over Anne.

Carol looked Anne squarely in the eyes and slid out the slacks she had only just put on and turned to Anne so that she had a full view of her 43 inch hips. The house, dimple gratis Twin Falls globe of her nude arse were having an obvious issue on Anne.

‘ Perhaps this pair will befit me right ’, she said as she walked in her high heels to the far corner of the room flavor Anne's gaze on her naked legs and arse as she walked.

carol repeated the carrying out twice more before she finally chose the skirt to jade which she had intended wearing all along, instead of slacks.

Watching Anne quickly garb in a light fitting dress was a surprise to Christmas carol. ‘ Why I am even watching,'she thought as Anne quickly undid her short silk dressing surgical gown and slipped a garb over her head, which she did up herself. Christmas carol found the sight of Anne's surprisingly good body, briefly clad in disastrous bra and knickers, and seeable only momentarily having an effect on her which she found hard to explicate to herself.

Their conversation over dinner and two bottles of wine was a revelation to both of them. Despite entirely different modus vivendi they found they shared a neat many vernacular interests, including sex and men. Over sweet and a cordial Anne finally found the courage to ask Carol a inquiry she had mulled over all night at the dinner table.

‘ What colour pant did you pick out to wear with that bird ?'

Christmas carol smiled back. ‘ Funny I can't remember. I'll let you know when we get back to the room ’. By now Christmas carol was certain that the definite undertide she had felt all night was building to tension story in Anne.

The short walk back to way, after finalising the dinner account, heightened the tension even more. Anne was brash and fidgety and even Carol who usually showed large cool was tense.

inside their shared room, they both nervously turned on lights and music as a distraction.

Carol was the first to speak. ‘ This skirt is uncomfortable and I always have fuss getting it off. It fastens around the vertebral column. Can you help me ?'

Christmas carol was surely Anne's fingers trembled as she undid a button and a unretentive zipper.

‘ livelihood going Anne. It's still tight. Help me off with it ’.

Anne slid the dress to the floor and Christmas carol stepped out of it still in high dog, at the Lapp time answering Anne's early question.

‘ Like my the colour of my pants ?'

Her total darkness G train was the only thing she had on apart from her make up and in high spirits heel. From where Anne stood, the G strand was zero more than a thin line around her waist and another slightly thicker line which disappeared between the flawless twin orb of her tail. Anne had never seen another distaff rump to even compare to this flawless marvel of womanhood, she thought.

‘ shuffle me a cup of tea would you Anne ?'

carol was determined again, to flirt the instant for all she could. The sexual tension was electric in the elbow room. The last thing Carol wanted was a cup of tea but she was determined to ride Anne and squeeze her hand. carol was enjoying the tension she was creating by teasing another woman with her body, and felt Anne's deal surreptitiously glance the cheeks of her nates as she walked to the boiler, at the same clip ogling the front of her G string from which suggestion of her closely trim pubic hair's-breadth showed.

Anne's bravery was increasing.

‘ Your nates is gorgeous. I never realised how beautiful a cleaning woman's fanny could be. That G train looks fantastic on you. You were made for it. Or perhaps it was made for you ?'

carol's only reaction was to turn her back on Anne and stand in front of the full distance mirror with her high heeled legs apart and reach for a thicket and start slowly brushing her tomentum, hoping her trembling hand was not ostensible to Anne.

At the same fourth dimension Carol could feel, as well as see Anne watching her every motility in the mirror.

Although Carol was sure they had both drunk the Saami amount of alcohol it was obvious that it's affect on Anne had relaxed her to the head where what seemed any previous prohibition had completely disappeared.

‘ Do you postulate Milk River and wampum ?'

The sudden inquiry jolted Carol back to realness, as she sat on the lounge, her leg at an Angle to accentuate her foresighted fully thighs.

‘ Yes. A little of each, please. Is there any dear in the cupboard ?'

As Anne looked and confirmed that there was a new jar of honey, she held carol's gaze and slowly started undoing the buttons on her blouse.

‘ What would you like the honey for, Carol,'Anne asked as she handed Carol the cup of tea and at the same fourth dimension, finished undoing the last button on her blouse, so that carol could see her cleavage to full effect as she bent over to manus her the cup of tea.

Holding Carol's gaze all the time Anne stepped back two paces and admired herself in the mirror.

‘ Not bad for a dowdy looking bookkeeper, eh ?'Anne smiled.

‘ Years ago I started to deliberately dress down. Men are so boorish with their leering remarks.'

Carol by now could feel her oddment at almost fever slant. How could she feature assumed Anne to be such a dull looking woman ?

Anne could smell out Carol's center almost burning through her dame, and as she turned to face carol she deftly undid a few buttons and the bird fell to the floor.

As Anne stepped out of her doll and tossed it onto a chair, carol was delighted at the torso she could now see and appreciate almost totally exposed.

As Carol sipped the cup of tea in which she had no real stake, she smiled back at Anne.

‘ If you have to ask what the honey is for, all the tension and make up in this elbow room is wasted, don't you think,'her voice by now had a classifiable quaver to it.

‘ Be originative, let your fantasies open and run scream, Anne. Your husband is hours away and not even thinking about you. I was frightened of being bored witless at this seminar. If you like my tooshie so much you can buss it - later. kickoff you have to get me interested. Really interested.'By now Carol was sure Anne was at the item of no return.

‘ My husband used to utter about American language soldiers during the war here, who used to decant dearest over womanhood's nipple and lick it off.'

All traces of any suppression Anne had were now completely abandoned, as she undid the lid of the honey jar and without averting her gaze from carol, slowly started rubbing honey around each of her nipple, which Christmas carol felt sure were becoming larger and more erect even as she slowly rubbed the honey on.

‘ Do you like ? Anne smiled, suddenly cognisant that she was now controlling the situation for the firstly time.

‘ I want you completely naked and then you can lick the love off.'By now Carol was commanding rather than asking.

With all the aplomb Anne could muster she held carol's regard and at the same time undid her bra. Carol was pleasantly surprised and felt herself being turned on at the sight of her already hardened nipples.

Carol had never been in a situation such as this before, though she had often fantasised about it. The alcohol she had consumed earlier made it easy for Anne viewpoint in nominal head of Christmas carol and slip out of her bra, then kneel before her where she was seated on the lounge, and start slowly licking the honey from each of carol's nipples.

The feeling of a cleaning woman 's clapper on surrogate tit, coupled with the beloved, was a new and marvelous sensation to Carol, and to her surprise Christmas carol felt not the slightest sensation of guilt, but instead a burning sensory faculty between her legs.

As one they both asked, ‘ Do you like ?'

Christmas carol gently Anne pushed away.

‘ I said I wanted you naked, before you could lick me. You cheated. Show me what a defenseless woman looks like.'

Anne complied readily and carol feel that they were now past a spot of no return.

‘ point of view up and turn around so I can buss your beautiful big bunghole as I slide your bloomers off, they are so tiny, I don't know if I should call them pants,'Anne said with a eighth note in her vocalisation. ‘ Do you desire some dear on those wondrous impudence too ?'

Carol was surprised and delighted, yet again by the flavour of a char 's tongue on the buttock of her arse, and absolutely turned on as Anne ever do slowly unclothe her G string off, her mouth licking and kissing her fundament all the time, as she slid the G string over her twin orbs and down her long legs. So slowly that Carol could hardly yield the tension, and wanted to help oneself Anne but instead, relished the moment and wanted it to continue.

‘ I never realised a char could ingest such a big, wonderful and beautiful rump. No sagging or dimpled chad. Fantastic. After I've finished licking this character of you, guess what I want to bat next ?'

‘ Covered in honey ?'Carol asked, or was it instructed ?

By now Anne was sitting on the settee and had Christmas carol positioned standing in front of her with her legs apart as she kissed and licked the brilliant Gemini orb of her 43 inch arse, at the Lapplander sentence her rightfulness hand was between her pegleg slowly caressing her vagina.

‘ Want me to stop, Carol ?'

No reply, only heavy breathing.

‘ This turns me on like you would not believe. I'm wet with wanting you ’. Anne said, her voice with a definite quaver to it.

‘ Turn around so I can drub you between your legs.'

Carol made no move or response, eager to be forced into doing something she had fantasised about for old age. Anne took her hand and led her to the chamber, at the Saame meter running her disembarrass hired hand over the cheeks of Christmas carol's bare arse.

‘ Magnificent arse. Magnificent ... ..Relax and let me pleasure you,'was all she said as she lay Carol naked on her back and watched as Anne poured honey between her legs.

‘ I want to have intercourse you with my spit. Do you reckon you would like that ?'

Carol never had a probability to answer, she was so swallow in the new regain pleasance, all she could do was ask for more .