This is rated SX / PG ( considering some adults still needed parental guidance ) and its lesbian. So hang onto your ......if do wear them. Other than that, please read. I am not your counselor for the subject, I am just advocating creative tales.
Hence the picture on the right. Don't yourself twisted on it......
"Stiletto
heels concentrate a large amount of force into a small area under it the small
heel point. Due to the weight of its host, the great pressure
under such a heel may be greater than that under the feet of an elephant. It
could damage the soft tissue on the body. You could however cushioned it with
the "heel stopper";
improvised by myself to prevent such damages." I saw the middle finger on
the hand being raised. Its the sign for submission; no, I was afraid it was
not. It was the hand signal for me to stop. I stepped off her to stand beside
the couch.
"I did
expressed to you that the couch may not be suited for the shiatsu point. But
you insisted." I strolled over to the dresser mirror. I checked my
lipstick; cherry red does bring out my lips. I put my lips up and did the
Monroe pose. All are in fine order with the pert and perk in their positions.
I felt the hands that snaked by my waist and up my chest to twitch at my
nipples.
"For someone
with the back ache, you are one lively specimen for another round of
gymnastics." I grabbed her hands to moved it downwards. "I have the
add-on for the finale strokes."
"No, darling.
It still hurts on the back." She laid her nibbles on the back of my
shoulders before she pulled in the fangs to licked up the skin towards the
neck. "Must you put on that scent? It invigorate my senses."
I knew she loved
the scent; we had chose it together on our first meet; reaching for the same
bottle and when we looked into each other eyes, it was the cherry red lipstick
that drew out our smiles. She had her hands spread out on the front of my
thighs; yet so distinct but refusing to push for the point.
It was then I
recalled my scheduled appointment. I pulled away and walked to the side table
where our clothes were laid in the manner which we had removed it. I took up
the blouse and pulled it on before slipping myself into the mid length skirt.
With my heels of 12cm, the skirt enhanced my legs with the enticing rear end to
my perky cleavage. I grabbed up the jacket to hide the glimpse of the nipples.
I looked to her while she sat there with her seductive porn star post; legs
wide with her upper torso leaned to the side while her lips pout out.
"I have an
appointment. The top are on my butt for the closing numbers. Those bummers
think that we are not doing enough." I checked my lipstick. "Some smart
asses said that we ought to dressed more in heels and skirts to enhance the
feminine in us. They loathe the business pant suit with flats. They called my
briefcase at over sized shopping bag. I paid good dollars for it."
"Well,
screwed the men. They don't know what a fuck is from a hump." I loved it
when she does speak dirty. I smile at her before I grabbed my 'over sized
shopping bag'. Soon I was at my appointed meeting.
"Mr.Duncan, I
can assured you that our bank rates are very competitive. We would go lower but
we needed your commitments." I disliked the man who sit there leaning back
on his high back chair with his groin stuffed close to the table edge. I do not
mean to be rude but if God had given us anatomy to grew on, 'she' did left out
the tummy from the list. It was Man who added it on.
"I would,
Lizzy." Darned the man was calling me by my short name. Who does he think
he was? My high school one night stand. I was getting agitated with his roving
eyes. If not for my misplaced panty, I would had not kept my posture in such an
upright position.
"Ian, let me
take over. You go on to take your noon nap. You looked like you needed one.
Sleep it off." I looked up to the new comer. She was half his age and
absolutely gorgeous. Mr. Perv who want it lower took off to the next room while
the lady sat on the chair. She immediately got up and had it replaced. I could
had sworn there was a wet patch on the chair. The perv must had in need of the
napkins.
"Ms.Elizabeth,
my name is Stacy Duncan, the CEO and also the majority shareholder. That was my
husband, and ..." She dropped the lines. "I read your letter of
offer. Your rates are comfortable."
I loved the way
she sounded; raspy yet sexy. She was dressed in a green silky dress with a long
revealing back. I could tell as I had one myself.
"You bought
that at Darcy?" I interjected on her. She looked at me and smiled. She
swished her blonde curls back and replied.
"Yours too? I
recognised the design." I bought mine from Darcy too. I nodded to her
line. Soon we were comparing notes on Darcy latest offerings. We moved to the
another room where her office was; and a closet of clothes including Darcy's
range. Soon we were trying on the range and let me shared with you, there was
serious vibrations in the room. Two ladies in various stage of dressing
commenting on each other brought out the feminine feel inside me.
"You looked
lovely in that one." I was wearing a skimpy mini dress and with my heels,
you don't get much brain power to imagine the effect. I had stood next to her
naked except for my heels over the last five changes, and she was bared most
times except for the bottom thongs and heels. When she told I looked lovely,
she had just removed the last strapless mini dress. It was all in us, we just
moved with the vibration. I stepped forth and laid my lips on hers. She opened
her lips and licked her tongue with mine. Her hands moved onto my back and
rubbed the soft material onto my skin. I moved my lips to the bridge of her
nose and then onto her lashes. She pulled back and smiled. I ought to know; not
all lashes are real. She reached up and took it from my lips.
"Do you like
...Man?" She whispered to me.
"Only if they
know how to pleasure a lady." I leaned down to kissed at her left
shoulder. She raised up her hands to pulled me down. I trailed my lips to
beneath her chin and down the cleavage towards her left breast. I opened up my
lips to gulfed her soft flesh into my mouth; pulling and then releasing as my
lips moved onto her teats. I pulled back my lips to nibbled with my teeth. She
arched her body towards me as I opened up my mouth to suckle on the areola. She
pushed me off and pulled my lips to her's. We kissed while I slipped myself off
the dress.
"Leave the heels on. Its sexy." I told her. The next hour was an intense session between two persons pleasuring each other. There was never a need for the rush or the pumps, but the feel of being loved was the rhythm to bring out the woman in us. I left her office cum room with my contract signed, and our next scheduled appointment at Darcy's. Stacy had signed with her cherry lipstick on the dotted lines.
Later back at the
apartment, I walked in on my love still sleeping on the couch in the awkward
position. I knew then why she had the back ache. I stripped off my clothes and
approached the sleeping form. I leaned down and gave her peck on the lips. She
woke up and smiled.
"I do have
another set of lips here." She smiled at me with her finger caressing her
lower lip. I reached up and kissed her before spooning my body onto her.
"Did the deal
go through?" She had to asked.
"Yes, it did.
I fucked hard and got the lines crossed." I told her. She smiled.
"Then let me
show you what I was thinking of this afternoon." I loved being a woman.
Lipsticks and heels are our best friends.
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