Cyn Makes a Move

Before Jessie could say anything, she felt Cyn's fingers lightly stroking her neck. As Jessie shivered slightly, she lowered her face, afraid to look at Cynthia. Cyn began to run her fingers through Jessie's hair, gently massaging her scalp until she felt Jessie relax, her eyes closing slightly.

Quietly taking Jessie's hand, Cyn placed it on her thigh and held it there with light pressure. As a smile played on her full lips, Cyn moved closer, gently kissing Jessie's cheek. As Cyn moved towards Jessie's ear, Cyn moved her hand gently over Jessie's neck and down her chest, until she was cupping one full breast. Cynthia could feel the nipple hardening underneath the filmy fabric, and she teased it with her thumb until it pulled and strained at the material.

Jessie felt her body suddenly come to life. She had never known the pleasures of another woman, and the incredibly soft feel of Cynthia's touch on her skin caused her to tremble. Unconsciously, Jessie began to run her hand along Cynthia's thigh, feeling the tight, firm muscle beneath her hand. Sliding her hand downwards, Jessie ran her fingers over Cynthia's knee and then back up again and under the short skirt of the red dress Cyn was wearing.

Both women shifted their weight on the couch so they could face each other, and Cynthia reached up under Jessie's chin, as she held her face to look into her eyes. Cyn smiled and moved close to Jessie's ear.

"Jessie, I've wanted you from the very first day I met you. I know that surprises you, but you are so sexy."

Before Jessie could respond, Cynthia's lips were on her own, her tongue pushing gently between Jessie's lips. Jessie found herself giving into Cynthia, and began to gently suck on Cynthia's tongue.

"Well, I hope you ladies like your drinks strong! I got -"

Sam came into the room and stopped up suddenly. He had always had fantasies of his wife with another woman, but the sight of it in his very own living room caused his cock to suddenly lurch upwards. He stood still in the middle of the room, fearful that one move or word would break the moment.