" I cleared my throat, "I don't think I'm being presumptuous when I say that I think you fancy me, a little?" She nodded slightly, keeping her eyes on mine. "I fancy you, a lot" I admitted "but if, and once again I might be making assumptions I have no right to make, there is to be any sort of a relationship between us I swear that it will be at your pace and at your discretion."Pippa was still gazing at me, I couldn't tell if she was glad sorry, angry or pleased, but as she hadn't yet told me to sod off I kept going, albeit haltingly, and sweating like a pig with embarrassment and apprehension. I told her all about Miriam, how some times our marriage life is fine and then how it changes for no apparent reason. How I had tried to make a go of the marriage, and how now we had this 'understanding' between us and lived practically separate lives. It took some time but at last I ground to a halt.All that could be heard in the room was the ticking of the kitchen clock as I waited for Pippa. “Look, Kat, I’m not a lesbian either. I don’t want a relationship with you. I just sometimes like to play with women. You’re gorgeous, and I would love to have sex with you. But I don’t want you to feel pressure to do anything you don’t want to do.” I felt relieved. No strings attached sex. I could do that. I wanted to do that. I still felt kind of guilty – like I was cheating on Nate. But I knew he was okay with it – more than okay with it. I wanted this. I wanted her. It was gonna happen. “Okay.” My eyes flitted down toward her breasts again - her hard nipples still poking through her tank top. Lara smiled. Licking her lips, she leaned in toward me and kissed me softly. Pulling back, she grabbed my wine glass and set my and her glass down on the coffee table. She then gently cupped the back of my head and pulled me toward her. We started kissing. Hungry kisses. I moaned. It felt really, really good. Pressing me back into the couch so I was laying down, Lara straddled me, her tongue.
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