I walked out of the hotel heading towards the Eiffel tower which I could see off in the distance. I managed to avoid the various gypsy beggars and their children who tried to con me into giving away my euros. My thoughts weren’t really on sightseeing at the moment, Amanda and I had planned on walking around together and now that was a bust. Well, you know where my mind was; with Amanda and Monique.
I grabbed a bite to eat at one of the many sidewalk cafes on my little tour. I sat, eating and contemplating what my wife and her soon to be lover were doing. Actually I had a good idea what they would be doing. It not only frustrated me it delighted. Luckily, it was a beautiful day out, the weather had been wonderful since we’d arrived, the rest of the week looked great too. Perfect for touring if we ever got back to that.
As I pondered my situation I enjoyed gazing at all the lovely ladies passing by. I’m not a big fan of large cities but they do have a tendency to have quite a lot of pretty women to make one smile. I finished my lunch and took off again to get some pictures. I’m not a street photographer I prefer taking pictures of wildlife far away from people. However, I found myself shooting pictures of people, buildings, and various signs and shops I found interesting. I was enjoying being out on my own the thoughts of Monique and Amanda vanished from my mind as I took pictures wandering about Paris.
I had been out about five hours when I arrived back at our hotel room. On the nightstand was a note from Amanda telling me she’d call after dinner, that she loved me and she hoped I had a good stroll. I ate dinner at the hotel restaurant then headed back to the room to look over the pictures on my laptop and maybe post a few on Facebook.
Around eight the room phone rang, it was Amanda. She and Monique were at Monique’s apartment they had walked around a bit then took the metro back to Monique’s. She apologized again for not being there and said she’d be back in the morning but didn’t know exactly what time. I asked if everything was okay, she said yes, things were going well with Monique, she felt safe being alone with her. We said our good byes and hung up.
I still felt like this was some sort of movie or something because it didn’t feel real to me. I tried watching TV but it didn’t interest me. I edited a few pictures and posted them online, replied to my emails and then called it a night. It was weird sleeping alone in a hotel room without the woman I brought but I resigned myself to accepting it eventually falling asleep.
Saturday morning came too early, I didn’t sleep well wondering about my wife. I had breakfast in the hotel dining room which was nice. When the Maitre ‘D asked if I was alone I sighed yes. I was seated by a window overlooking the boulevard. I ordered a croissant and coffee, not my usual fair but I didn’t feel like eating. After breakfast I decided to walk around again and take pictures. It was much the same as the day before different faces in the same basic area. I missed Amanda more than I realized. I hoped she was enjoying her time away because I wasn’t. The day ended as it began, alone. She didn’t come back to the room until Sunday mid-day. That’s when I learned about her weekend.
Monique arrived just after you left. I was still fidgeting around unsure of what to wear. I opened the door and all my worries seemed to evaporate. She stood there gazing at me with a smile on her face. I felt embarrassed as she walked in kissing me on both cheeks then my lips.
Monique then looked into her eyes, “Bonjour, Chéri. You look lovely Amanda. I saw Monsieur Jay in the lobby, he told me your room number. He is quite a nice man, you are a very lucky woman.”
She closed the door, “Thank you Monique. He is one of a kind that’s for sure.”
Looking round the room she replied, “What a lovely room. It’s larger than my apartment.”
“Oh my, your apartment must be tiny.”
“It’s cozy, but then it’s only me and I’m gone quite a bit during the cruise season. Shall we get something to eat then do some shopping? You packed a bag to stay with me, no?”
Amanda hesitated, “I didn’t but I can put some things together real quick.”
“It’s just in case you decide to stay, Chéri. I hope you will and it’s easier if you are prepared.”
“Okay, just a sec,” she found a small bag, hurrying about the room she loaded some essentials.
Monique observed as Amanda scurried about the room, “If you forget something we can buy it. You look so very nervous.”
Amanda stopped, looked at Monique, “I am nervous. I’ve never done or even thought about doing something like this.”
“Aw Chéri, please sit.”
Amanda did as requested. Monique walked over to her, placing her hands lightly on Amanda’s cheeks she tilted the woman’s face to look at her own.
“Please, don’t be nervous. We talked about this on the ship. I want you to enjoy this more than you know. If you have any misgivings about this we can call it off. At any point we can call it off. I’m attracted to you like ze moth to ze flame. Relax, please Chéri.”
Amanda sighed relieved by Monique’s plea, “I’m sorry, I’m calming down a bit. Let me leave a note for Jay and I’ll be ready to go.”
“As you wish.”
When Amanda stood Monique she slipped her arms around her intended loves waist. She pulled her in, whispering, she looked into Amanda’s eyes, “You won’t regret this, I assure you.”
She kissed the nervous woman which calmed and reassured her. Amanda was a bit surprised with the kiss. It actually did relax her and excite her. She found the hotel note paper then scribbled a quick note to Jay. Monique held the small bag with the essentials in it patiently waiting. Amanda looked around the room making sure she hadn’t forgotten anything. She grabbed her keycard, her purse then headed towards the door hoping she was doing the right thing.
Exiting the hotel they walked a few blocks to a small cafe. They sat at one end of the building apart from everyone else. When the waitress appeared Monique ordered in French for the two of them.
“I hope you don’t mind, Chéri but, I ordered for the two of us. Something light and a little wine. You still seem nervous and unsure.”
Amanda sighed, “Still that obvious, huh?
“Oui, it is. I completely understand. You know you can leave anytime you like, no? I won’t just abandon you.”
“I didn’t think you would. I’m just thinking about Jay and so many other things. I wish I could just clear my mind and relax.”
“I ordered some wine which may help,” Monique grinned.
“It certainly couldn’t hurt,” Amanda smiled.
Their order consisted of a nice Bordeaux, cheese, bread and some fruit. They sat eating and sipping for almost an hour. Amanda’s thoughts slowly turned from guilt and anxiety to ones of anticipation and delightfulness.
When they finished Amanda’s mood had certainly improved. They walked a few blocks holding hands to the Metro station where Monique purchased their fares. While they waited for the train to appear Amanda was lost in thought once more as Monique slipped her arm around her. Whispering a little reassurance in Amanda’s ear seemed to help but, Monique wondered if Amanda would ever relax. When the train did arrive they boarded it in silence taking seats next to each other just inside the door.
Amanda watched as the city of Paris flashed before her on their way to Monique’s apartment.
“Do you like Paris, Chéri?”
“From what little I’ve seen, yes. It has so much history I’d love to spend more time here and explore it.”
“You have a week, no? Maybe I can be a tour guide for you and monsieur Jay.”
Amanda laughed, “Hopefully, he’ll still be speaking with me when I get back. I think that might be nice.”
Monique grinned, “Oh, he wanted you to do this, no? Maybe we can talk him into it. I know a few nice places that the tourists don’t get to see. You two will like it.”
The train slowly came to a stop in Melun the two women disembarked then turned to watch the train continue on it’s journey. To Amanda it seemed like it symbolized a point of no return. She’d slowly come to terms with what she was about to do not that it was evil or anything like that but it was different and out of character for her. They walked a little ways from the station to Monique’s car; a Peugeot 108.
“Oh, what a cute car!” Amanda exclaimed.
“It is cute, you like?”
“Yes, they don’t have any like this in the US.”
“No, small cars?”
Amanda laughed, “No, I mean no cars from Peugeot. We have small cars like this just not from them.”
“Oh, I see, most cars in France are small to get around on the tiny streets.” Monique answered as she opened the doors.
“Makes sense to me.” Amanda smiled as she set her bag in the backseat then sat next to Monique.
They sat in silence as Monique drove the relatively short distance to her apartment. She parked on the sidewalk much to the amazement of Amanda. There were other cars parked similarly so Amanda just shrugged it off.
Monique’s apartment was on the second floor of a recently constructed building. It was small compared to most America one bedroom units but it was cozy and easily maintained since Monique was gone when working on the various cruise lines.
The apartment was tastefully decorated, everything had it’s place with very little clutter. Monique showed Amanda where to place her bag in the bedroom. Amanda unpacked, placing her things where Monique instructed her. Then she got a quick tour of the apartment.
“Would you like something to drink? We drink a lot of wine here but I do have water, tea, and coffee if you like.”
“Oh, water is fine, thank you.”
Monique retrieved a small bottled water from the refrigerator and handed it to Amanda, who opened it and took a long drink.
“Would you like to stay here for a little bit and relax? We French don’t have big refrigerators like you do in America so we’ll go out later to get the ingredients for our dinner. I was thinking fish or chicken unless you don’t care for them, Chéri.”
“Either is fine, I’d like to help cook if I may.”
“I would like that, oui. We can figure out which when we are at the market. Would you like to sit and talk for a bit?”
“Are we going out tonight? I really didn’t bring much if anything to change into if we are.”
“Oh, We can walk around if you like. There isn’t a lot to see here in Melun that’s why I live here. Not so many tourists.”
Monique sat at one end of the sofa with Amanda on the other. As they talked Monique inched her way closer until Amanda was sitting next to her. Amanda finished explaining an American phrase to her then turned placing her water on the end table. As Amanda turned back to finish her explanation Monique leaned in kissing her on the lips. At first Amanda was surprised, her eyes widened then slowly closed as she delighted in the feel of the younger woman’s lips against hers. A soft sigh emitted from both ladies as they relaxed into each other.
Monique could feel Amanda lose her hesitations as their kissing became more passionate. She’d break their embrace to use her tongue to trace the older woman’s lips, then return to kissing. Their passion building with each moment.
They squirmed on the sofa trying to find the perfect position while they kissed. Eventually Monique stopped to look Amanda in the eyes. She cupped her soon to be lover’s face in the palms of her hands and whispered, “You’re ready Chéri, no?”
Amanda blushed nodding her head. Then Monique rose, taking Amanda’s hands in hers and lead her to the bedroom. Amanda was still a bit reluctant but Monique quietly dismissed any apprehensions Amanda had by complimenting her and gently helping her get undressed.
Amanda started to undress herself but Monique quickly put a stop to that. With a whispered, “Let me, Cherie,” she began the undressing of her lover.
It was a slow sensual process, Monique would loosen a button, then kiss or caress Amanda. She’d repeat each delicate step until Amanda’s blouse was loose then she helped her slip it down her arms. She then carefully placed it on the back of the dressing table chair.
The bra was next, standing behind Amanda she softly kissed the older woman’s shoulders as she unhooked the plain white bra. Slipping her fingers under the shoulder straps on both sides she lovingly lifted them then guided them forward. Amanda shivered as the garment slipped down her arms and off her. Monique hooked one strap in her fingers as the bra left Amanda’s body, she pulled it around stopping it from hitting the floor. Again she delicately placed it on the dressing table chair on top of the blouse.
The skirt was next, Monique could see goose bumps rise on Amanda’s arms as she passed in front of her to unbutton one of the last remaining obstacles. She inserted her fingers between the woman’s skin and skirt fumbling for a moment before finding the hook. Uncoupling the two ends she drew the zipper down holding the waistband of the skirt.
Amanda was shaking with anticipation. It seemed like Monique was torturing her by taking her time. It was a delightful torture, Amanda’s excitement grew with each delicate touch from her lover.
Monique then kneeled so Amanda could step out of the skirt. She massaged each calf as Amanda complied stepping away from the skirt which was laid on the edge of the bed. While on her knees, Monique removed each of Amanda’s shoes, placing them just under the bed. Finally, she reached up, her fingers grazing Amanda’s tummy she slid her fingers in and around the waist band of the panties…..ever so slowly she inched then down Amanda’s hips, thighs and calves until they rested on the woman’s feet. She looked up at Amanda with a huge smile.
“Oh, Cherie, you are gorgeous.”
Amanda blushed as she stepped out of her panties. Monique gathered the last two items to place over the chair. She walked over to the naked Amanda taking her in her arms and kissing her deeply.
After their kiss Monique asked Amanda to get in the bed while she removed her clothes. Amanda then slipped onto and under the covers to watch Monique strip for her.
Again Monique took her time, talking to Amanda while getting ready to join her.
“I assume you have never had a woman undress you before, no? I like undressing my lovers. Their anticipation and excitement excites me, Chéri.”
As she talked she unbuttoned her own blouse, pausing to show a bit of cleavage, teasing Amanda. Eventually the blouse was loosened and removed, ending up in a wicker hamper by the bathroom door. Monique’s bra was much prettier than Amanda’s, pink, lacy, and a bit smaller than she should have worn but it did emphasis her beautiful breasts. She slipped the straps from her shoulders, rotated it around then removed the clasp. She held her breasts in her crossed arms bending forward teasing Amanda by jiggling them at her. Her crimson fingernails contrasting sharply with her porcelain skin and red hair added to her lusty demeanor.
Letting the bra fall down her arms she then twirled it over her head, laughing and swishing back to the hamper to drop it in. She slipped off her flats as she stood next to the bed leaving them next to her lover’s.
Her skirt came off with a little hip swaying and dance as if she were a stripper in some men’s club. Amanda was both tickled and aroused as she watched the redhead perform for her. At last Monique removed her panties, she turned so all Amanda could see was her back side. When they were gone and in the hamper she turned to watch her lovers expression when she revealed her cleanly shaven vagina.
Amanda’s expression turned from amusement to astonishment when expecting a bush of red discovered the bare white area. Monique made a mental note to talk about that with her as she made her way back to the bed. Before entering it she massaged her breasts playing with each nipple as Amanda lay watching her.
Amanda’s anticipation grew, licking her lips as she watched Monique tease her she patted the bed wanting her lover to hurry and join her.
Monique smiled as she peeled back the bed sheets. She then slid in next to her leaving the sheets at the foot of the bed so they wouldn’t interfere with their love making.
Amanda lay back as Monique half covered her with her upper body to kiss her.
Amanda couldn’t help but compare her husband’s foreplay to Monique’s. Each felt good to her but in different ways. Jay was strong and masculine making Amanda feel protected while he focused on her breasts, mouth and eventually her vagina. Monique was softer, patient, and paid more attention to her entire body rather than her breasts.
They lay kissing and massaging until Monique could feel Amanda’s warm dampness against her thigh. She then removed her leg, replacing it with her hand, focused her massage with two fingers. Gently moving them up and down Amanda’s vulva pressing intermittently harder with each pass. She was arousing Amanda much differently than Jay did.
Jay had learned over time to slow down and in the past few years the times they had ‘made love’ he’d achieved an erection during their foreplay but let it go since Amanda couldn’t tolerate him being inside her due to the pain. He tried going down on her but that stopped being something she enjoyed. He had brought her to orgasms in the past but the thought of her juices on his lips kissing her afterwards seemed unsanitary so she stopped letting him do that. So, his only method became his fingers, massaging and eventually slipping inside her until he hit a spot causing pain. Than they would stop, he’d sigh and she’d console him because it wasn’t entirely his fault.
Monique was much different, her fingers played outside until she was flowing then inside without causing any pain. Her lips explored every inch of Amanda’s upper body and face. Instead of feeling ticklish Amanda felt aroused, like she did when she and Jay had been newlyweds. This was new, exciting as well as arousing. Her body delighted in everything Monique did to it. Monique’s tongue in her mouth was like a serpent exploring a tunnel looking for a mouse. It swirled, darted in and out, grazed her teeth and toyed with her own tongue. Her saliva fell from the corners of her mouth dripping down to the pillows beneath her head.
With her fingers delicately playing within Amanda, Monique began whispering, something Jay never did.
“Do you like this so far, Chéri?”
All Amanda could do was nod, managing a muffled yes. Monique grinned as she continued whispering encouragement to her new lover. Kissing her way down Amanda’s neck her fingers delving deeper inside with a bit more gusto. Amanda couldn’t contain herself, her body spasmed with each twitch of Monique’s digits.
Her French lover moved further down placing her lips over the first available nipple. Enclosing it she gently suckled looking for a reaction. Amanda arched her back moaning deeply. Monique continued engulfing that nipple, her fingers discovering the prize within Amanda. Amanda’s clit was firm, Monique touched it gently then played with it while gorging herself on Amanda’s breasts.
Amanda hadn’t realized how amazing this was going to be. Her body lost control, Monique knew exactly how to work her into a frenzy unlike Jay who seemed to fumble around when making love to her. Amanda pressed herself into the bed as her body reacted to Monique’s stimulations. Muscles twitched while her heart raced, enjoying the new sensations within her.
Monique felt Amanda let go, finally she was at ease with the situation and was enjoying herself. She focused on her lover’s clit, curling her fingers inside her. Amanda’s body lost all control she thrashed against the bed moaning loudly and even calling Jay’s name instead of Monique’s. Squirming and shaking she pressed Monique’s face against her breasts, then grabbed the sheet, hanging on for dear life.
The feelings Monique caused were feelings she’d forgotten existed. Tears began forming, her body ready to explode. Monique sensed her lover’s orgasm so she intensified her actions gently biting and tugging on Amanda’s nipples. Her hand now soaked with the older woman’s nectar she whispered to her to let go. All Amanda could do was tell her yes over and over. Finally she hit the plateau, she grunted and thrashed while Monique eased back on her massaging.
Then with one loud gasp she stiffened, her toes curled and her body shuddered with her first orgasm with a woman. It seemed to come in waves, each one slightly smaller than the last but each one delightful. Monique softly whispered how beautiful she was and how thrilled she was to have been her first. She promised that this was just the beginning and that there were many more ways she could achieve her state of bliss and Monique would gladly take her there.
When the waves calmed and her breathing slowed, Amanda pulled Monique back up to look her in the eyes. She’d nearly cried tears of joy with the way she was feeling. Monique gently kissed her lips and then settled in next to her enjoying the sated woman.
Catching her breath Amanda stroked Monique’s cheek, “Oh, Monique that was simply amazing. I didn’t think I could feel like that again. I love Jay but this was so very different. Thank you.”
Monique giggled, kissing Amanda’s bare skin next to her, “You are very welcome mon Chéri. I’m sure Monsieur Jay has had his moments. This is new and so a different feeling, no?”
“You’re probably right. He was a good lover. I think my problems have affected him mentally as well as physically. I think he may have just given up on satisfying me. I do love him.”
“Oh, I know you do and he loves you. Why do you think he agreed to let you go explore with me?”
“I don’t know. I guess he wants me to be happy and I am. I wasn’t sure about this but now I am. I do love Jay and would never hurt him but I love the way you made me feel. I haven’t felt that way in ages.” she giggled.
“Oh, it gets better Chéri, believe me. There are many ways we can reach that place where we curl our toes and call out our lovers name. Sometimes it’s not the lover we are with.” She blushed, playing with Amanda’s nipple with her index finger.
“Are we going to just spend the rest of the day in bed making love?” Amanda asked.
“We can if you like, but too much of a good thing is bad, no? We will go out to eat and maybe a little shopping. I know a store in town, ‘Votre Ligne’ they sell some pretty things. We could get something to dress up in and show off to Monsieur Jay if you like. We’d have to go soon or tomorrow if you like.”
“What, you and I together? With Jay? I don’t know if I could do that.”
“You didn’t know you could do this and look where you are.”
Amanda sighed, “True, I know he’d love seeing you naked. I’ve seen the way he’s looked at your boobs.”
Monique rolled half away from Amanda, cupping her ample breasts and jiggling them, teasing Amanda, “Oui, they are like a magnet to men. I don’t mind, some women love them too.”
“They are lovely, much larger than mine.”
“Oh, Chéri everyone is different you have beautiful breasts. I love how mine feel in my lover’s mouth, they are very sensitive.” Monique whispered.
Changing the subject a bit Amanda continued, “What do they sell at that shop?”
Monique smiled, “Sexy lingerie, we could get you something very lovely. I have some already. I think you didn’t bring anything sexy, no?”
Amanda blushed, “No, sex was the last thing on my mind here, now it’s all I’m thinking about. Thanks to you.”
Monique smiled, “This is a bad thing, Chéri?”
Amanda sighed, “No, it’s a good thing. I feel like a weight has been lifted from me. I’m content. I’m in Paris. But, my husband is all alone while I’m in bed with another woman. It’s not really bothering me now. I know that sounds strange but I feel relieved.”
“Would you feel better if Monsieur Jay were here with us?”
“I don’t know. Let me think about it more. This has been a major step for me, having him here would change everything. Can we please not talk about him? I just want to cuddle and enjoy this for a bit longer.”
“Oui, we can stay here as long as you like. I’m happy you are here.”
Their conversation came to a halt, each thinking of what had just occurred and what might occur in the near future. Monique enjoyed having Amanda in her bed, it had taken some doing but now she was here and she was going to make the most of it. It didn’t matter that Amanda showed very little if any interest in reciprocating the orgasm Monique had given her. It would take a bit more coaxing perhaps but she’d come around. The thought of Jay joining them would be an bonus. She’d slowly get Amanda thinking in that direction before the weekend was through.
Amanda’s thoughts ran along a similar line. She was sated and felt she should return the favor but for now she’d bask in the first orgasm she’d had in years, mostly due to her mental and physical changes as she’d aged. Adding Jay to this equation would be interesting. Maybe she’d be jealous, she knew Jay would enjoy both women but could they both make it work without any complications?
It didn’t take too long for both of them to fall asleep. They woke about an hour later around four in the afternoon still snuggled in each others arms. Amanda opened her eyes first amazed that she was really there. Her eyes took in the French woman lightly snoring next to her. Looking up and down her naked body Amanda smiled to herself debating whether to wait until Monique woke or to gently bring her back by starting another love making session. This time she would try and pleasure her lover and hope that she could give back what Monique had given her.
With her free hand she began lightly tracing the curves of Monique’s body. Her touch was barely perceptible as it floated over the woman’s warm bare skin. Occasionally she’d touch slightly firmer and Monique would stir. She’d pause then continue teasing the sleeping beauty. It didn’t take too long before Monique opened one eye to see what was going on.
Whispering she asked, “You like touching me, no?”
“Your skin is so soft, like mine. I almost feel like I’m touching myself and I don’t feel it. Jay isn’t like this at all.”
“I thought we weren’t going to mention him again, Chéri.”
“I can’t help it. He’s part of me in so many ways. I can’t not think about him.”
“Then he should join us at some point. Let’s take a shower and go get dinner. We can visit the lingerie store tomorrow then get your husband. I don’t think we will all fit in my bed, no?”
“We have the hotel room until next Friday. I don’t know. I’m just enjoying you next to me right now. If you think we should go then that’s fine. But first I want to make love to you. You made me feel so nice I think I should do the same for you.”
“Oh, don’t feel obligated. Do it because you want to not because you have to. I am happy I made you feel so good. I don’t require the same thing. Even though it would be nice.” Monique smiled.
“Oh hush!” Amanda laughed.
She decided then to make love to Monique. She turned, rolling Monique onto her back. Sitting up next to her she moved down the bed so she could reach Monique’s bare mound with her hand. Then with a devilish grin she lowered her face to one of Monique’s magnificent breasts and began to nurse. One hand slipping between Monique’s legs it’s fingers dancing on the woman’s lips. She played in the warmth as she sucked, licked and kissed each breast in turn causing Monique to squirm with delight.
Monique was utterly delighted that Amanda wanted to try this. She pictured the older woman as a Phoenix rising from the ashes, reborn into a bolder more sexually aware woman. Her heart soared as Amanda continued discovering the delights of her body. She offered some direction when Amanda lingered too long in one spot or hit another that was just right then moved away. Her hands cupped her lover’s head moving her from breast to breast. When she’d had enough of that she motioned Amanda further down her body. At first she hesitated, then after a slightly firmer push she kissed her way down ending up between the legs. Pausing, she looked back at Monique who was anticipating both the hesitation and the feeling of her lover’s lips and tongue between her legs.
“It’s okay if you don’t want to kiss me there, Chéri.”
Amanda swallowed, hoping she wouldn’t gag. Lowering her head she placed her face against Monique’s thighs, kissing and licking them building up the courage to taste her lover. A few brief moments passed then she closed her eyes, placing her tongue where her fingers had been. Running it up Monique’s fold then back down she realized it wasn’t as bad as she’d imagined. Monique praised her for her efforts as she opened her legs further offering herself to Amanda.
Then something changed. The warm sweet liquid on her lips and tongue actually delighted Amanda. She’s gone down on Jay when they were first married. The taste and feel of him in her mouth made her gag. This was completely different. Monique was delicious. Her enthusiasm rose with each lap of her tongue. Her heart began to race as she slipped her face closer and her tongue deeper into the younger woman. It was if she’d been stranded on a desert island with no fresh water until a thunderstorm passed by. She drank up her lover’s juices which aroused Monique more than she’d expected. Amanda cupped her lovers cheeks raising her slightly to get her face closer to the nectar she now craved.
Monique managed to press Amanda into her as she squirmed and moaned her approval. Amanda continued her feasting until Monique could take no more. With a sudden spasm Monique wrapped her legs over Amanda’s back trapping her face between her legs as she orgasmed. Amanda was briefly frightened until Monique relaxed her death grip. Panting and squirming Monique thrashed about as her body responded to Amanda’s tongue. In broken English mixed with French she praised her new lover delighted that she’d been so good.
Amanda slipped back from Monique’s legs watching as she calmed down from her brief intense climax. Sitting back at the edge of the bed, she almost fell off watching Monique writhe. Smiling to herself, her worries about not being able to reciprocate vanished. She managed to get off the bed without falling. She moved back to the head of the bed then slipped in next to Monique who was delighted to have her next to her. They kissed and cuddled for a few minutes, Monique praising Amanda for satisfying her. When their hearts had calmed down Monique suggested they shower and get something for dinner. They could repeat their love making afterwards. Amanda thought that was an excellent idea so they headed to the shower holding hands. Each happy with the situation they now found themselves in.
The shower was an exploration in itself, they took their time soaping each other down, talking, caressing, kissing, rubbing their slick soapy bodies together. Amanda was loving this brand new world that she’d be so conflicted to join. They talked about quite a few things including Jay. Monique was slowly convincing Amanda that including him in their love making would actually smooth over any rough edges or bad feelings on his part. Each time Amanda voiced a negative Monique countered with a positive, slowly eroding Amanda’s reluctance to have her husband in bed with them.
After their shower they visited the local market, picking up ingredients for their dinner they walked back to Monique’s apartment holding hands. Amanda was infatuated and it showed. Dinner consisted of broiled chicken some fresh vegetables, bread and wine. Amanda helped Monique as best she could in the kitchen sipping wine and having a good laugh with her new friend. They continued their chit chatting as if they’d been long lost friends reunited. Around eight Amanda called the hotel to talk to Jay. She reassured him all was well and that she was enjoying her time with Monique. The tone of his voice indicated he wasn’t enjoying their separation but it was what it was. They said their good nights and hung up.
Amanda settled in next to Monique on the sofa telling her about the call. The two women talked a bit more about including him again. Amanda was almost convinced it would be good for them both but still not one hundred percent for it.
Around nine they headed off to bed, Amanda had enough sex for one day so they lay together cuddling and kissing until Amanda yawned signaling Monique she was ready to sleep. They kissed good night and fell asleep in each others arms content in their new relationship.
