Intimate Secrets

Susie noticed that her advances were no longer being rebuffed and became bolder. One day when Lynn was putting away some clothes she had just ironed, the young woman entered her room to talk to her. "Are you happy here, dear?" she asked. "Oh yes, Susie. You and Mr. Simpsons are so kind to me; I don't know how to tell you how happy I am."  "But that's not difficult," replied Susie her voice suddenly hoarse. "Give me a kiss with your lovely mouth. I've been dying for that since I first saw you."  "There," said Lynn, with a nervous laugh, and, playing innocent, she kissed her friend on the cheek.

     "Are you stupid or trying to be clever?" asked Susie as she took her face between her hands, and without leaving time for a reply, she pressed her fleshy, burning lips on to Lynn's fruity mouth. Susie slid her wet tongue between the girl's teeth, and, forcing her to open her mouth, she began to caress Lynn's palate, covering her tongue with caresses and warm saliva. Heated by this labial contact, the two women pressed hard against each other, until at last, Lynn, breathless, managed to tear her face away from Susie’s voracious mouth.

     "It's not right," she whispered gently to her friend. "You have your husband who loves you, and if ever he found out..."  "Sweetheart," murmured Susie, caressing her cheeks, "oh! how you please me. Oh! how I love you, my darling. Don't worry; Donald knows all my tastes and he realizes that if I have a girlfriend, that doesn't stop me from loving him madly...besides he gives way to all my whims."