Grace quickly stuffed her work into her tote while Karen grabbed her purse.
Karen waited at the door for Grace and when she finally came Karen grabbed
her hand and they walked hand-in-hand to the elevator. When they got on and
the door closed, Karen turned to Grace and they started kissing again. This
was frantic kissing, not anything great. Finally they dodged off the
elevator and into the streets of New York where Karen's limo awaited them.
They didn't touch on the ride home; both were to hott that one touch could lead to a number of things they both didn't want to do in a limo. Grace was a little scared, having never been with a woman before. Well except that one time in college, but nothing had ever happened.
It seemed to take forever to get to the Walker Penthouse, but finally they arrived. Karen bolted out, grabbing Grace and they went inside and to the elevator. Once they got on they were both breathing hard. They avoided one another. The elevator doors came open and they exited. Karen fumbled with her keys and after much work she got them in and turned the knob. She tossed her purse down on the entrance hall table, and Grace sat her tote down. Grace followed Karen up the stairs and to her bedroom. Her heart pounded harder and faster with every step she took.
Once they were in the privacy of Karen's room, Grace fell on the bed.
"Karen, I've never done this." She admitted while she watched Karen unbutton her shirt.
"Shh, you'll do fine, honey." Karen pulled off her shirt and got on the bed. She pushed Grace back into the covers and straddled her. Quickly she undid Grace's own shirt and pulled it off, surprised to see her bra- less. Grace looked down at her pathetic boobs, afraid of what Karen thought. But Karen lowered her head and kissed the right one, taking it in her mouth. Grace cried out.
Grace quickly undid Karen's pants as she sucked and Karen laid down flat on top of Grace so that she could get out of her pants and undies. Grace was getting very excited. She felt Karen's hands go down to her own zipper and then she shrugged out of her own pants and underwear. Karen felt for Grace's hands and finding them she brought them to her back where the clasp to her bra was. Grace undid her bra and then Karen allowed it to fall off. Grace was amazed by Karen's boobs that were pressed up against her stomach. Then Grace felt Karen slide her finger into her. She suppressed a moan. She arched her back, pressing into Karen, who in turn took harder strokes. Finally Grace came, and Karen fell beside her. Grace, realizing what she had to do, straddled Karen. She took one of Karen's boobs in her hand and felt it, jealous of how nice they were. Karen squirmed when Grace pinched her boob and then lowered her mouth to the other one. Then she let her hand go down Karen's stomach and stuck her finger into her. She proceeded to do the same thing Karen had done, and Karen cried out in pleasure. "Harder, damn it!" Karen cried right before she came.
Then Grace, completely exhausted, rolled over next to Karen. They lay together, catching their breath.
Karen felt satisfied, after not having had a sexual encounter with anyone for quite a while. Grace felt a little weird, but happy all the same. She always enjoyed trying new things. Speaking of new things, she wondered what Karen would think if Grace admitted that she had felt something for Jack.
"Hey, Kare?" Grace asked, breaking the heavy breathing silence.
"Yeah, Grace." Karen turned to Grace.
"A month ago, when you know..."
"Yeah, honey." Karen knew that Grace was talking about Leo and their divorce.
"Well, when Jack came over that day you, Will, and Wes went out for lunch, he came on to me." Grace admitted.
"Who?" Karen looked surprised.
"Jack."
"What? Not my Jackie. He's too gay. He's Mr. GayMan!" Karen cried.
"I know, that's what I said. But Karen, I think I have feelings for him." Grace admitted for the first time.
"Wait, what about me, honey? Didn't this mean anything to you?" Karen pouted.
Grace smiled and lazily pulled herself on top of Karen. She let her hand slide down to Karen's clit and massaged it with her thumb and pointer finger. Karen moaned and arched her back, pressing her hips into Grace's. "Of course it did." Grace whispered.
"Oh, honey, you're good." Karen accredited through a moan.
"Yeah." Grace smiled. After a few minutes the pleasure faded and Grace removed herself from Karen. "I feel dirty."
"Me, too." Karen grinned. She got up and took Grace's hand. They went into the bathroom and Karen turned on the shower. They got in together. The water cascaded down Grace's face, and Karen couldn't help but kiss the lovely wet woman.
They didn't touch on the ride home; both were to hott that one touch could lead to a number of things they both didn't want to do in a limo. Grace was a little scared, having never been with a woman before. Well except that one time in college, but nothing had ever happened.
It seemed to take forever to get to the Walker Penthouse, but finally they arrived. Karen bolted out, grabbing Grace and they went inside and to the elevator. Once they got on they were both breathing hard. They avoided one another. The elevator doors came open and they exited. Karen fumbled with her keys and after much work she got them in and turned the knob. She tossed her purse down on the entrance hall table, and Grace sat her tote down. Grace followed Karen up the stairs and to her bedroom. Her heart pounded harder and faster with every step she took.
Once they were in the privacy of Karen's room, Grace fell on the bed.
"Karen, I've never done this." She admitted while she watched Karen unbutton her shirt.
"Shh, you'll do fine, honey." Karen pulled off her shirt and got on the bed. She pushed Grace back into the covers and straddled her. Quickly she undid Grace's own shirt and pulled it off, surprised to see her bra- less. Grace looked down at her pathetic boobs, afraid of what Karen thought. But Karen lowered her head and kissed the right one, taking it in her mouth. Grace cried out.
Grace quickly undid Karen's pants as she sucked and Karen laid down flat on top of Grace so that she could get out of her pants and undies. Grace was getting very excited. She felt Karen's hands go down to her own zipper and then she shrugged out of her own pants and underwear. Karen felt for Grace's hands and finding them she brought them to her back where the clasp to her bra was. Grace undid her bra and then Karen allowed it to fall off. Grace was amazed by Karen's boobs that were pressed up against her stomach. Then Grace felt Karen slide her finger into her. She suppressed a moan. She arched her back, pressing into Karen, who in turn took harder strokes. Finally Grace came, and Karen fell beside her. Grace, realizing what she had to do, straddled Karen. She took one of Karen's boobs in her hand and felt it, jealous of how nice they were. Karen squirmed when Grace pinched her boob and then lowered her mouth to the other one. Then she let her hand go down Karen's stomach and stuck her finger into her. She proceeded to do the same thing Karen had done, and Karen cried out in pleasure. "Harder, damn it!" Karen cried right before she came.
Then Grace, completely exhausted, rolled over next to Karen. They lay together, catching their breath.
Karen felt satisfied, after not having had a sexual encounter with anyone for quite a while. Grace felt a little weird, but happy all the same. She always enjoyed trying new things. Speaking of new things, she wondered what Karen would think if Grace admitted that she had felt something for Jack.
"Hey, Kare?" Grace asked, breaking the heavy breathing silence.
"Yeah, Grace." Karen turned to Grace.
"A month ago, when you know..."
"Yeah, honey." Karen knew that Grace was talking about Leo and their divorce.
"Well, when Jack came over that day you, Will, and Wes went out for lunch, he came on to me." Grace admitted.
"Who?" Karen looked surprised.
"Jack."
"What? Not my Jackie. He's too gay. He's Mr. GayMan!" Karen cried.
"I know, that's what I said. But Karen, I think I have feelings for him." Grace admitted for the first time.
"Wait, what about me, honey? Didn't this mean anything to you?" Karen pouted.
Grace smiled and lazily pulled herself on top of Karen. She let her hand slide down to Karen's clit and massaged it with her thumb and pointer finger. Karen moaned and arched her back, pressing her hips into Grace's. "Of course it did." Grace whispered.
"Oh, honey, you're good." Karen accredited through a moan.
"Yeah." Grace smiled. After a few minutes the pleasure faded and Grace removed herself from Karen. "I feel dirty."
"Me, too." Karen grinned. She got up and took Grace's hand. They went into the bathroom and Karen turned on the shower. They got in together. The water cascaded down Grace's face, and Karen couldn't help but kiss the lovely wet woman.