On a trip for biz, married 33 year F let a lesbian pick me up at a bar.

I was still dressed in my business skirt and blouse with a suit type jacket. I was in France away from my boyfriend with whom I share a house. I was on assignment for about 6 weeks. It was after the days work, and I stopped at a local bar/cafe near my temp apartment. I am Cheryl 33 yrs old, divorced and live with a boyfriend. I am 5ft. 6in tall, 115lbs, nice body, people say I'm pretty. I have long blonde hair on my head, past my shoulders, and it is light brown between my legs. My boobs are American 34B, with light pink nipples. I was sitting at the bar and noticed in the mirror a woman in back sitting alone at a booth. She was in a beautiful dress, black and form fitting. She had a nice form to fit also. She wasn't pretty though, she was positively beautiful. As I kept glancing at her, she smiled at me and I ducked my eyes down and away from the mirror.

Not looking anymore, I heard a voice behind me in English. "You shouldn't be so shy, nothing wrong with two women looking at each other" she said in the most sexy voice imaginable. "I'm Simone" she breathed. I replied, "I'm Angie, How did you know I speak English?". "Your clothes, your shoes, the way you . . . well, the way you are". I asked "And how am I?". She told me I was beautiful, and sexy looking and she hoped I had a body as incredible as she thought. I told her I wasn't into other women.

"Oh, you've never even experimented in college with that sexy roommate?"
"No, I never did. I was letting way to many boys be with me in that way"
"That's a shame, I would have made love to you, whether you wanted me to or not"

She reached over, grabbed my drink in one hand, grabbed my hand with her other, and told the bartendress to bring a fresh round to her table. I followed, hand in had with her. I said on the opposite side of the booth from where she was sitting, and she sat next to me. Making small talk, I didn't even realize until she accepted the new drink order and ordered some food. Her hand came out from under my skirt. She replaced it quickly, and told me to take off my jacket. I took it off, with her hand now moved up to within an inch of my pussy lips. "I have never done this" I said as i put my hand on hers but mine over my skirt. She took my hand and put it up her dress, directly to her bald pussy, no panties. "It's ok, you'll figure it out". I asked why me and she said I looked like I needed her, but didn't know it yet. By then, she was rubbing my pussy under my panties and instructing me to do the same. Rubbing each other, she started breathing hard, and quite vocally came there in the booth. I was so embarrassed I pulled my hand away, or started to and she grabbed it pushing it up to her. Two of my fingers went into her pussy. She pushed further till they were all the way in, then she did the same to mine. Moving around, she pulled hers out of me and I pulled out of her. She took her fingers and put them in her mouth, and moved my hand to my mouth. We licked each others pussy from our fingers in front of the whole bar. Our booth was smelling like sex. She tasted so damn good though. I've never even tasted my own juices down there, but it was great. "Does mine taste as good as yours?" I asked. "Even better". With that we had some appetizers, and a couple more drinks. Soon after a trip to the womens toilet, where she took off my bra and panties and put them in her purse, we were back and she was constantly scraping her lightest touch fingernails along my tits and making my nipples so hard. I found my own hand going up my skirt. She just pulled up my skirt, my pussy showing and started kissing me and rubbing me, I came with her in that booth.

She took me to her house, in her private limo and for the first time ever I made love to another woman, and she to me. I didn't miss the penetration of a cock, I loved the gentleness of her and all she did. I spent the week with her and she suggested that i move out of the apartment. The company was fine with it, and actually sent me money to pay for my new accommodations. Simone wanted nor needed the money so I made even more while I was there. I went back to my boyfriend. To tell the truth, I almost wished he'd tell me he found someone else to have sex with while I was gone, but he didn't. Now I'm getting pressure from Simone to move back with her. I like having cock inside me though, although he does anal sex too much for my point of view, but he's good at sex, and is good looking. She though. . . I miss her and miss her body, miss her touch, miss her breasts, and most of all her beautiful shaved pussy. By the way, I'm shaved now too.