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Deb's Story! (FF, wife)
by Anonymous Author
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I had been working out for over two months, religiously pumping those
weights to "Be all I can be". I really did not need to put myself
through all this agony since my 23 year old body was not that far
gone, I was just trying to firm up those parts that my office job was
causing to go to seed. Jim, my husband of 2 months repeatedly told me
that I was the perfect teenagers dream. My 5'0" height was more than
offset by my pert 38 inch breasts that are accentuated by my 22 inch
waste. Despite my candor while writing this, I have always been shy
about my physical features since I developed so early as a young girl
and was the butt of so many comments during my adolescent years.
But that was then, this is now. I cannot really believe that I am
writing this, I cannot believe what has happened to me over the last
couple of days.
Like I said previously, I have been spending a lot of time lately at
the local spa, trying to firm up all that needs it, even though most
is already pretty good. Jim, my new husband, suggested this place
since it was where he spent time on his racquet ball game, and he had
noticed that there were very good facilities for women, separate from
the men. I guess he had an ulterior motive, since Jim has always been
quite jealous, and preferred that I only work out around other women.
I don't know why he is this way since I have always only had eyes for
him, and he is the only person I have dated for the last 5 years. You
see I am really quite old fashioned, even to the point of refusing to
go to bed with Jim until our wedding night. That was some night,
perhaps the topic of another story, another time.
Thursday, as usual, I went down to the spa about 11:00 AM for my
regular work out. I usually go and work out Tuesday, Thursday, and
Saturday mornings since I do not at the moment hold down a regular
job. I have made friends with Jan, one of the managers of the spa.
She was the one who signed me up for membership, and
introduced/supervises my work outs on all of the machines. Jan who is
not married, and is about 35, has really turned out to be quite a
friend. Despite our age difference, we always have quite a bit to
talk about and generally do not feel any generation gap. Jan is very
much my opposite in physical appearance. While I am short with dark
hair, Jan is about 5'4" and a natural California blonde. In fact she
was born in Santa Monica, California and moved here just a couple of
years ago. Though 35 years old, you would never know it. Jan's
measurements appear to be about 36" x 23" x 34", and nothing is even
beginning to sag. That is probably to be expected since she spends
all day working right there in the spa with all those other women.
When I first signed up for the work out program, Jan was the one who
checked me out on all of the equipment. That first day, or rather the
days that followed, I was so sore I could hardly get out of bed. That
soreness soon diminished as I spent more and more time at the spa.
Jan was always there to see how I was doing and to compliment me on
how my physical fitness was improving.
Last week while I was working out on the "butter-fly" machine, a
machine that stretches your legs out to an extremely uncomfortable
angle, I pulled a muscle. My back thigh muscle just seemed to give a
bit, causing me to yelp in pain. Jan who was there watching me
closely immediately helped me out of the machine and had me lay down
on the mat so she could try to massage out some of the pain. While
her hands were quite strong and felt very good, I still was limping
when I got up and tried to walk it off. I told Jan that that was all
for the day, and that I thought I would go home and take a hot bath to
ease the pain. Since it was after noon, Jan suggested that she
accompany me home since she only had to work a half day that day, and
we could have some lunch and perhaps she could further ease the pain
of the muscle pull. Little did I know how my pain would be eased.
We drove over to my house and I fixed us some soup and a salad. While
we talked. We gabbed like two long lost friends. Jan suggested that
I run a hot tub full of water to soak in. We moved to the bathroom
where I started the water. At this point I was a bit uncomfortable
since I have not been naked in front of too many people and it was
apparent I would look pretty foolish getting into the bath tub with my
work out clothes still on. Jan did not appear to notice my
discomfort, and started to help me. To my mild surprise Jan, who was
standing close behind me, started to remove my half sweat shirt, which
was covering my leotard. I guess I just forgot my embarrassment and
raised my arms so she could remove it. While my arms were still
raised, Jan's hands slowly moved down my side, momentarily, brushing
against the sides of my still covered breasts. I was a bit shocked
and mildly surprised at how this was happening. Here I was in my own
home with another woman, alone in the bathroom, with her helping me
undress, and noticing how she had just brushed against my breasts with
her hands. I have never thought about being with another women, and
this still was the furthest thought from my mind. But the situation
was a bit sensual even so. I was sure the brush against my breasts
and my reaction, was just my overactive imagination.
Jan's hands continued down to my waist, grasping the shorts and the
leotard bottom and in one quick movement pulled them to the floor.
This brought a gasp of surprise to my lips at the suddenness of it and
the fact that I was now naked from the waist down, even though my
front was away from Jan. As I step out of the clothes, and as Jan
straightened up her fingers again seemed to lightly touch my legs and
thighs on the way up, sending shivers up my spine.
At this point Jan stepped back a bit and said "Nice buns Deb", which
immediately brought a pink flush to my face as I looked over my
shoulder at her. Was it my imagination that Jan appeared a bit
flushed too, or was it the steam from the bath tub that was causing
her to appear that way ?? Jan said to me "Eyes front, while I remove
your top" and again she stepped close to my back. I felt her hands
lightly touch my buns and move up to the top of my leotard. Again I
raised my arms as she lifted the leotard up and off. I was now only
wearing my bra. Jan slowly unsnapped the bra and slowly started
removing the straps from my shoulders. At this point Jan commented on
the whiteness and smoothness of my skin which contrasted so
dramatically to the dark tan that Jan always had. She then reached
around me and grasped both of the bra cups covering my breasts and
slowly removed them. I say slowly, because it seemed like and
eternity while her hands were on my breasts removing the bra, I am
sure it was just my perception of time though.
I then step into the tub which was now quite full, both with water and
the bubble bath I had previously added. Jim and I have had a large
spa type tub installed in our bathroom, that is more like a pool in
size than like a normal bath tub. I slid down into the bubbles,
feeling some relief from the close quarters I had felt standing there
so closely with Jan. I guess at this point I felt that what had
happened moments before was just my overactive imagination, and that
now that I was in the tub covered with bubbles, I was regaining
control of my feelings.
My back was still to Jan, and as I turned my head to look at her, I
saw that Jan was too removing her clothes. She was so sensuous in her
movements, her style. Jan really was quite a beauty in her own right.
Her almost white blonde hair was such a dramatic contrast to the tan
of her skin. Her breasts, while still encased in her bra, had no
indication of sag despite her being over ten years older than I. Her
muscled slender legs were a wonder. Deb knelt down to the bath tub
wearing just her bra and panties. She reached over
and picked up a bar of soap and started to lather my shoulders. The
heat of the water, the bubble bath, and the feel of her hands were
really quite intoxicating. Her hands were caressing the muscles of my
shoulder and neck. I never could get Jim to give me a message that
felt like this. Jan's hands strayed to the upper part of my arms, all
the while working their magic. It seemed so natural as Jan's hands
came around and grasped my breasts, starting to knead them. My
nipples were as hard as little pebbles to her touch. She grasped the
nipples between her fingers and pulled and caressed. I was breathing
quite hard by now. While Jan's left hand kept caressing my breast
and touching the nipple, her right hand moved down my stomach
caressing as it went. I am sure Jan felt the sharp intake of my breath
with each touch of her hand as it explored new territory.
To this point I had pretty much let things happen as they were
happening. I suddenly started to realize my position and the
circumstances and sort of awoke from the multitude of feelings I was
experiencing. I turned my head to speak, and it was then that Jan's
lips covered mine and her hand came to the back of my head drawing my
face to hers. I resisted....I mean, here I was married and truly in
love with my husband Jim, yet I was in the bath tub with Jan's one
hand caressing my breast and her lips now covering mine. I have never
been in any position close to this, I never have desired another
women, .....I broke the kiss, my cheek close to Jan's and said,
"Nnnnnoooooooooo......this is wrong, Jan", "We must not do this, I
love my husband". But again Jan's lips covered mine.......this time
her lips parted and her tongue entered my mouth touching my tongue.
Jan's lips were so soft, so much softer than Jim's. Her hands
continued to stroke my breast doing things unlike any that Jim had
done to me before. The kiss lasted so long, I could not break it
despite my feeble attempts to do so. Did I really want the kiss to
end ?? I was not now sure. Again I made an attempt to break the
kiss......this time moving my face back a few inches from hers. I
looked at Jan and could see that this was having a similar effect on
her.....her breath was coming in short bursts.
Jan said "Enough with the bath" much to my relief. I thought I was
now no longer in trouble of putting us in an embarrassing situation
where I would have to try and forcefully stop what was happening, if I
could. Jan stood and held out her hand to me and helped me out of the
tub. She grabbed the towel and started to towel me dry and said that
we should move to the bedroom and see if she could massage the pain
out of the muscle pull. At first when she said this I was worried
that what would happen would go further, but Jan left me little time
to think about this and grabbed my hand and led me to the bed, pulling
down the covers and directing me to lay down on the bed.
Jan, who was still in her bra and panties, then went to the bathroom
and returned with a bottle of baby lotion. She climbed into the bed
and sat on my bottom. Jan then poured some of the lotion onto her
hands and started massaging my shoulders again. Her expert
ministrations quickly removed the tensions that had been building. I
gave myself over to her touch. Jan was working down my back, moving
so she had better access to my thighs where the muscle pull was, or so
I thought. The pull was still so sore and I jumped every time her
hands started to knead the source of pain. Her hands were massaging
the muscles all the way from my knee up to the area just below my
bottom. I was starting to forget the previous events in the bathroom
and to relax totally. All the while Jan's hands were working either
side of my thighs on the inside, working their way up toward my pussy,
but never touching it. I was again starting to glow from the
attentions of her hands. I felt so good, so unlike the roughness of
my husband's hands.
Without any words Jan's hands urged me to turn over. I did so and to
my amazement felt little of the embarrassment I felt earlier at my
nakedness. My sparsely covered pussy and my swollen excited breasts
were now totally on display for Jan to see.
Jan appeared to pay no attention to my breasts. She seemed to only
concentrate on my thighs where the pain had been, but now was
completely forgotten. Jan repositioned herself between my ankles,
moving my legs apart to either side of her thighs. I have never felt
quite so exposed, so open to someones eyes, most certainly not another
woman. Jan started the massage again at my ankles, moving up my
calves to my thighs. Her hands were so strong and knew where it would
feel just right. Jan's hands were now right at the top of my thighs,
at the very edge of my pussy, my excitement despite my attempts to
control it, must have been apparent from the dampness of my pussy. My
eyes were closed tightly and I was losing myself to the feelings Jan
was bringing out. I felt Jan's hands coming ever closer to my center.
Suddenly I felt Jan's hand cup my pussy, her finger running the length
of my slit. It felt so natural, sssooooooooo gggooooooodddd, I felt a
low slow groan escape my lips. Peering out thru slits in my eyelids,
I could see a satisfied smile crossing Jan's lips. Her hand continued
to stoke my pussy for quite a while.....and very slowly my hips
started to move to their rythem. She was in control of my body and
knew it.
Suddenly I felt Jan's hand leave my pussy, though my hips momentarily
continued to rock to their own music. I sensed, rather than saw, Jan
move up over me, hovering on all fours over me. Jan said "Deb.....I
want you to reach around me and unsnap my bra". My hands moved as if
they had a will of their own, I guess I still wanted to think I was in
control of the situation, little knowing that control had long since
left me and resided in the woman who hovered over me. I unsnapped the
bra of another woman for the first time. The cups of the bra swinging
free from Jan's beautiful pink tipped breasts. Jan removed the bra,
throwing it aside, and then laid down full on top of me.....breast to
excited breast....my legs came up and wrapped around her waist as if
it were my husband that were about to make love to me rather than Jan.
Jan brought her lips to mine, this time encountering none of the
previous resistance, her tongue seeking out mine. Her lips were so
soft and her tongue so hot...I was lost to her as she ground her
breasts against mine. I was completely lost in this beautiful woman,
my arms wrapping around her drawing her closer. Our tongues dueled in
my mouth with the heat. Jan broke the kiss.....moving down my stomach
kissing me all the while. Jan's lips reached my open pussy, her
tongue sliding from the bottom of my slit to my clit, something my
husband has never done. A long slow groan slipped from my lips, as
her tongue swirled around the sensitive clit, my hands holding her
face dispritely close. I felt Jan pause and chuckle as she felt the
dispiration of my hands, pulling her closer. Jan's tongue worked its
way down to my hole and started to move in and out as a mini-cock,
making love to my swaying hips. My moans and groans were now
constant, feeling myself rushing to the edge. I knew I wanted this
woman to make me come, I also knew that my coming was not very far in
the future.
Jan's tongue continued to fuck in and out of my hole, all the while
her hand was stroking my clit. My hips had taken on a rythem of their
own.....I came in a long high shriek, moving my pussy against Jan's
face with an incredible urgency.
Jan moved up to hold me and kiss me.....we were as long lost lovers.
I could not believe this had happened, that so recently a bride, I
was now in the arms of a new lover........another woman. The rest of
the day is a subject for another story....