Date: Tue, 30 Jun 2020 02:07:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: Laura Athome <athome.laura@yahoo.com>
Subject: Nellie and Rachel - Part 1

Nellie and Rachel


It seemed like a normal lunch time for me.  When I did not bring lunch to
work with me my routine was very similar.  I would go across the street,
grab a salad from the deli, and then take it outside to the nearby park
and eat it there.  If I brought my lunch with me to work I would go to
the same park and eat there.   Sometimes I ate with co-workers but often
by myself.  I needed the break to give myself time to decompress,
rejuvenate and people watch.  Rarely do I take lunch at the same time.
Sometimes it is noon, other times 12:10 or 12:30, or 1 or even later.
But this day I went across the street at the busiest time, just a little
after noon. There had to be 10 people in front of me waiting to place
orders and an equal amount waiting for lunches.   That is when I got a
glimpse of her.  At the front of the line was an attractive woman.  She
looked around my age, late 30s, blondish, similar in height to me, trim
and dressed very stylish.  I was probably too overtly watching her.  By
the time I got to the front of the line her meal had been delivered and
she was gone.  I thought to myself, "dam I will probably never see her
again".


I am Nellie, 5 feet 6 inches tall, 125 pounds, 38, blonde hair thanks to
chemicals.  I am fit and wear a 34B size bra.  I was once married to a
man in my mid 20s and that only lasted 2 years.  Since then I have dated
both men and women.  My first time with another female happened when i
was 14. She was my best friend in high school and we were able to explore
our sexuality together.  After high school I went to the local university
where my parents taught and she went to a college in Alabama.  I  like to
ride a bicycle.  I sometimes commute to work by bicycle but in the past I
have ridden from Washington DC to Seattle, down the Pacific coast from
Vancouver, BC to San Diego, California.  I have spent weeks mountain
biking in Utah.  Now other than commuting I have a road bike and love the
speed that can be achieved on it.   It was now over 2 years since I was
last in a serious relationship but have dated off and on in the past two
years.


This person that I saw in the deli line rekindled my interest.  I
wondered if I would be able to see her again. I wondered where she worked
or she often went to the same deli that I do.  The following week I made
sure to go the same deli approximately the same time and same day of the
week.  When I got there she was not in line waiting to be served or to
pick up food.  I was disappointed.  Once my food was delivered and I was
heading out the door I spotted her standing at the end of the line and
talking with another woman.  Co-workers I hope.    So i knew she had to
work nearby and came to the same deli at least this day of the week at
approximately the same time.  I could not wait until the following week
to see if my theory was right.


The following week I went there and there was no sign of her either
waiting to place an order, waiting to pick up, or anywhere.  I was
bummed.  Later in the week I went to the deli because I forgot my lunch
at home, but this time it was later.  The lines were shorter and when I
got there she were only 2 people in front of me.  When she turned I was
right.  If only I could get the courage to talk to her but that is so
difficult when there is someone between us.    When she got to the front
of the line I was eavesdropping and heard that she was picking up an
order.  That was a smart thing to do, but I realized that she had an
accent.  It sounded german but her english was very good.  By the time I
got to the front, placed my order and paid for it she was gone.  So close
but not close enough.


I did not go to the deli for the next two weeks and next time I went it
was pouring rain.  I made lunch at home but once again forgot to pack
it.  On rainy days the lines are longer and more people stay inside the
deli to eat their lunch.  I had a dilemma.  I could either go early to
avoid the lines and get a place to eat inside the deli, or go later after
the rush was over.  I decided to go around 1:15.  When I got there it was
packed. The line to order was not too long but it appeared that all the
seats were taken.  I didn't want to go back to the office to eat because
I needed a break and hated eating at my desk.  By the time i got my food
i started walking around looking for a place to eat.  That is when I saw
her eating by herself.  I walked around a bit and could not find an empty
table, just empty chairs at a table where 2 or 3 people already knew each
other.  She was sitting by herself at a table for 2.  I told myself to be
bold.


I walked up to her "Do you mind if I sit with you?  I have been looking
for a table but there are none open except for individual seats."


She looked up from whatever she was reading, smiled and said, "yes
please join me.  I don't need this table to myself".


I was thankful.  She closed the book she was reading and we started
chatting a bit on how busy this restaurant was and how good the food
was.  I learned that her name was Rachel and she in fact was german.  I
have always thought the german accent to be sexy.  Not sure why but I
like the hardness and crispness of it.  After 30 minutes when we had both
finished our lunches we continued chatting for another 30 minutes.  It
was now 2:30, the deli was deserted and the time flew by.  I was
mesmerized by her eyes for they were hazel, her complexion flawless, and
her lips exquisite.  Rachel had recently moved to Washington DC from
Seattle.  She was working for a large consulting firm.  I was a litigator
for a small firm that deals with environmental malefesance.    My clients
were always the federal government and they would go after polluters.
Her main client was also the federal government.  By the time we parted
we had shared phone numbers and promised each other that we should do it
again.


It was then that I offered "next tuesday?".  Rachel responded "yes,
but let's touch base on a time. Text me on monday so I will remember not
to bring my lunch".


It was a date.  Needless to say I was excited.


That night I could not stop thinking of Rachel. Here I was 38 years old
and I felt like I would be going on my first date ever.  That night as I
masturbated, which I do almost every night, I could only think of Rachel
and how much that I wanted to kiss her lips, to caress her body, and give
her pleasure as she did the same to me.


Monday afternoon Rachel sent a text message to me to remind me of our
luncheon date.  She beat me to it.  This is a good sign.


The next day we met at the deli, ordered, gathered our lunches and took
them to my favorite park.  It was a beautiful spring day with the sun
shining and spending lunch with a beautiful woman.  It was then that I
learned that she too was single, that she was once married to a guy, and
that she liked to ride a bicycle.   She gave no hint of being bi-sexual
or gay, but my gaydar was getting a vibe that she also liked the company
of woman.  We made a date to go riding together that saturday.  Rachel
also had a road bike and told me that she rides weekly with a group of
men and women and that once a month she goes on a ride with just other
women.  Though this time it would be just us two.  We touched base on
Friday on a route, meeting place and time.  Since we lived in different
parts of the city it made sense for us to meet at the starting point.


That night I could hardly sleep.  I kept wondering if I would slow her
down, could I go as far as her.  I also keep thinking of what her ass
would look like in lycra shorts and a tight top too.  Mmm,  that night I
rubbed myself to a couple of orgasms thinking of Rachel.  I hope that I
was not expecting too much.


The next morning we met at the prearranged place.  I arrived 5 minutes
late but she was not there.  Rachel arrived 1 minute after me was glad to
see me and we gave each other a quick hug.    The ride was great.  I
don't think I held her back for she said I could keep a good pace.  It
was my normal pace and when she was leading it was a pace that I could
easily maintain.  We would take turns leading and following and I would
watch her legs and ass muscles power up and down the hills.  I bet she
was doing the same to me.


At the end of the ride, almost 3 hours later it was like what do we do
now?  I really like this woman, she seems to like me.  After putting our
bikes on our respective cars we came together to chat.  She noticed
something in my hair and moved to remove the fluff that got trapped in
it.  I did not move.  I am sure I looked like a mess. Hot, sweaty, and
sticky.  Rachel then leaned in further and gave me a quick peck on my
lips.  It surprised me.  She pulled back and said "I am sorry, I could
not help myself.  Please don't be mad at me."  My response was "I am
not mad at you.  It was nice".  Then moved into her and kissed her on
the lips quickly.  We slowly pulled away and looked around to see if
anyone saw us.  It did not look like it, we both chuckled and kissed once
again with a little more passion.


This time when we broke apart I asked if he was hungry and yes she was.
It was time to get some nourishment to feed our bodies after the long
hard ride.  I had her follow me in her car to a little family style
restaurant.  After a long ride I like to eat something of substance, but
this time I didn't want to show her what kind of pig I could be and how
unhealthy I sometimes eat.  I ordered a turkey sandwich and she ordered a
burger.  Go figure.  It was there that we both confessed our desire to
see each other again.  Rachel asked if I had plans for that evening. I
did but then offered to get brunch with her on Sunday morning.  Rachel
said that there was a great brunch place near where she lived and we
could meet there.


When I got home and took a long shower I could not get the kisses out of
my mind.  I was excited and I was dripping.  In the shower I cupped my
breasts and imagined that it was Rachel doing that.  In the shower I
rubbed my clitoris and imagined that it was Rachel doing that.  In the
shower I had two quick orgasms and imagined that it was Rachel giving
them to me.  "Am I moving too fast?"  I asked myself.


That night I was out with two of my friends.  Both were married with
children and it was a girl's night out for them. At one time during
dinner, I was glaring off to space and one friend snapped her fingers in
front of me to bring me back to earth.  Beth, the friend asked "Where
were you, who were you with and tell us about him?"  I blushed and said
"never mind".  It was obvious that I was thinking of Rachel and if I
was not out with these two friends that I would be out with her.  We had
a nice dinner, good drinks, and great conversation but by 11 they were
both ready to go home to their spouses.  That was okay.  I was tired from
my bike ride earlier in the day.


Shortly after I got home I received a text from Rachel.  I thought oh no,
she is canceling. It was exactly the opposite.  She asked how my evening
was and for me to meet her at her condo and we could walk from there to
brunch.  I responded that I would be glad to do that.  That night I was
nervous with excitement.  I didn't want to make a fool of myself and
also wanted to look my best.  I spent an inordinate amount of time trying
to determine what to wear.  Once that was decided I peacefully and
quickly fell asleep.


In the morning I got up early because I needed to redo my toenails and
determine if I was going to paint my fingernails or leave them as is. I
looked at what I had chosen to wear but thought it was a little too
formal.  It was going to be hotter today so i could wear less but since
it was sunday I thought i should wear my sunday best.  This is brunch not
church so I changed my mind and decided to go more casual.  After I
showered, shaved my legs and trimmed my pubic hair short like it normally
is, I slipped on black bikini panties, black bra, black sleeveless top,
and khaki colored shorts. My mid length hair was put into a ponytail.  I
love wearing my hair this way when I am out.  Just a touch of makeup for
I am not one to wear much.


I arrived at Rachel's condo promptly at 11 am.  She came down to meet me
in the lobby before taking me upstairs to her condo. She looked fantastic
and we had a quick hug.  Rachel had her shoulder length hair down, she
had a grey sweater top and black slacks.  She had on very light makeup.
We had a reservation for 11 and it was only a 10 minute walk so we had a
few minutes to kill.    The inside of her apartment was something else.
There were so many south facing windows with a 14th floor view that one
could see pretty far in the sky and into the horizon. I loved the view
and openness.  She quickly showed me her apartment and I liked it but it
was missing a kitchen like mine.  It was pretty basic.


When it was time to leave she held her hand out for me to grab it.  I
did.  We walked hand in hand down the hallway to the elevator.  In the
elevator she said that she was glad that  we were able to do this today
and that she looked forward to learning more about me.  I said the same
thing and gave her hand a squeeze in the elevator.


Brunch was good and we restrained ourselves from gorging on too much
food.  She was such a nice person.  I really enjoyed listening to her,
her stories of her life from growing up in Germany to moving to the
United States and now the Washington DC area.  She told me of her past
marriage.  I told her of my failed marriage, my work, the places I have
been to.  After 2 hours we could tell the wait staff wanted us to leave
but the conversation was so engaging.  Rachel asked me to go back to her
condo to continue the conversation.  After we generously tipped the wait
staff and made it back to her condo we became a little more flirty with
each other.  On the elevator ride to the 14th floor I pulled her to me
and kissed her.  We kissed for almost the entire duration of the elevator
ride, which was way too short.  We walked the distance to her condo hand
in hand.  Once inside, Rachel backed me up against the door and started
kissing me.  I so wanted this and did not resist.  My lips parted and her
tongue entered my mouth.  My tongue dueled with hers and when she
retreated my tongue followed into her mouth.  Since my back was against
the door all she could do was hold onto my hips, whereas I could wrap my
hands around her and feel her back, the outline of her bra on her back
and the butt. Not only did her ass look great but it felt great in my
hands when I caressed it.   We were both very hot for each other.


I told Rachel that I needed to pee really badly.  She eased up and showed
me where the bathroom was located.  Once inside and when I sat down to
pee I realized just how wet I was.  My panties were soaked and not from
pee but from the juices that I generated from being excited with Rachel.
This all felt so right.  When I got out of the bathroom Rachel entered
and did her thing too.  I went to her kitchen and waited for her to come
out.  Once out she came to me.  Took my hand and led me to the sofa.  We
sat next to each other and resumed kissing each other.  Now I love
kissing, always have, always will.  Rachel was a great kisser and was
never in a hurry to get somewhere else.  Starting with soft kisses, to
deeper ones, to soft kisses, to licks on each other's noses and chins,
licking each other's ears.  While our lips were busy and interacting our
hands were roaming over each other's backs, shoulders necks, and
thighs.


Rachel suddenly got up, reached her hand out and said "Come with me".
I grasped her hand and rose up and we went to the balcony.  On the
balcony we stood next to each other and she showed me where her office
was.  It was visible and only 2 blocks away.  Then on the other side she
pointed out various places.  Rachel then told me to look down and to
point out my car.  When I was looking for it Rachel moved and came up
behind me. She plastered her body against mine and kissed the back of my
neck.  Her hands went around my torso and hugged me close.  Then her
hands moved up to my breasts.  It was daylight and I did not want others,
if there were others out there, watching us do this.  I moved her hands
back down to my torso and turned around.  Now we were face to face,
breasts to breast, pelvis to pelvis and passionately kissing.  Rachel
stepped back and once again said "Come with me" and I happily followed
and away from public display.


She led me to her bedroom.  Once inside the bedroom she pushed me down so
I was sitting on the end of the bed.  Rachel stepped back and took her
sweater top off.  Underneath it was one of the cutest bras I had ever
seen.  It was white and gave her breasts some lift.  There was lace
everywhere and since she appeared to be my cup size there was not the
need for a lot of support.  Next she slowly undid the clasp on her
slacks, then the zipper and let them drop to the floor.  Her boy short
panties matched her bra in color and style.  My eyes roamed over her body
taking it all in.  I am sure that I was drooling and licking my lips.
Rachel held out her hand and said "Stand up".  Which I did.  Rachel
asked me to remove my top. As I was lifting it over my head I heard her
gasp and give a low moan.  Her hands went to my breasts and traced the
out of my bra straps from my shoulders to the cups and around the cups.
She lightly ran her fingers over my nipples which were standing at
attention.  Then she pulled me close and released me shorts and let them
fall.  I stepped out of the shorts and Rachel said,  "Turn around".
Which I did. She had started to caress my cheeks and said she admired my
ass from when we first met.  There we were, both down to our panties and
bras, excited and wanton.  Slowly we moved to Rachel's bed.


Rachel got on the bed first and I followed her.  But instead of laying
beside her I got on top of her nested between her legs, torsos to torso,
breasts to breasts and lips to lips.  I knew that I was dripping with
excitement.  I moved my head to her neck and started to softly kiss under
her chin and soft licks in between.  Next I moved to her ear and kissed
it and took both her earring and ear lobe into my mouth and slightly
tugged on it.  It was released and drilled my tongue into her ear.  Her
hands were moving from my shoulders to my buttocks and back.  She was
moaning slightly.  From there I kissed from ear to the next across her
forehead to the other ear where I did the same thing.  Once that ear
received its due attention my lips went to her mouth.  Her lips parted
and my tongue snaked inside and brushed her tongue and danced over her
teeth.  Our tongues dueled, they battled, it was so erotic.  I was not
going to let her tongue enter into my mouth for I wanted her to feel good
and to feel the love that I wanted to give her.  I moved a little bit to
where my legs were straddling hers.  This gave me the opportunity to look
at this beautiful woman, to observe her up close, to hear her breathe and
feel her excitement.  My left hand moved down her bra strap to the top of
her breasts.  I slowly caressed the bra edges and scallop lace over the
cups.  Her bra had very light padding in it and I could see little
protrusions from her hard nipples.  Two fingers slipped down the top of
her bra to caress a nipple briefly.    When my fingers were pulled out I
placed both of my hands on her breasts and massage them somewhat
aggressively, but not too aggressively.  Rachel arched her back.  When
she arched her back and I moved one behind her to unfasten the clasp of
her bra. It wasn't too difficult for me to undue.  I grabbed  the
shoulder straps and pulled it up and away from her.  She moved her arms
to allow it to come off easily.  There in front of me as one of the
objects of my desire.  Her breasts were wonderful.  Her nipples were very
hard and each was ¼ inch to â..." in length.  The areola surrounding her
nipple was easily the size of a quarter.  I moved down and kissed her
nipple and took it into my mouth.  After a brief moment I moved to the
other nipple and did the same thing.  Then I was back at the first nipple
and sucked on it.  I latched on like a baby.  As I was doing this my free
hand went to the other nipple and tweaked it softly, flicked it and
pinched a little harder. I was trying to gauge how much pressure she
liked on her nipples.  She was by no means staying still and her legs
were moving.


My free hand moved down her flat stomach to the top of her boy short
panties.  I ran my fingers around the top band, then down the middle of
her thighs as far as I could reach, then back up the inside of her leg.
Then I did the same thing with the other leg.  Next I moved my hand
between her legs.  Her panties were drenched.  She was very excited.  My
hand moved inside the front of her panties and felt her pubic hair.
There was not much there.  What was there was short and shaped.  I
released her nipple from my mouth and slowly licked a path down to her
belly button where I made her giggle.  Hmm she was ticklish.   I got in
between both of her legs on my knees and looked at her.  There she was,
laying on her bed, her breasts exposed, her chest heaving, and then she
opened her eyes to look at me.  We made eye contact and our eyes stayed
fixed. Then I said  "Rachel, you are beautiful.  I want to eat your
pussy.  I want to feast on your juices and make you have orgasms with my
mouth and tongue"  Rachel moaned and slowly moved her head up and down
like she wanted that too.


Then I grabbed her panties and started to pull them down.  She helped me
by raising her butt and pushing them down her legs.  As she removed her
panties from her feet I undid the clasp on my bra to let my breasts
free.  My nipples were hard with excitement.  Rachel did not kick her
panties away or through them on the floor but left them on the bed next
to her bra.  I saw them there and picked them up.  As Rachel was watching
me I took those panties and brought them to my nose.  I inhaled and then
did it again. It was by far the best smell that i experienced in many
days.  Then I took her panties and rubbed them over my breasts.  She was
watching me the entire time.  She tried to get up but I pushed her back
down and then moved in between her legs.  The smell from between her legs
was much better than the smell from the panties.  I looked carefully.
Her clitoris was exposed and noticeable.  Not inordinately long.  Her
lips, yes her lips were big and almost floppy, and she was so wet.  At
first I moved in and licked her outside lip and took it between my lips
and started sucking on one.  Then I did the same to the lip on the other
side.  Rachel was moaning in pleasure.  Then I got down and licked
between those lips, tasting the nectar she was producing from her
vagina.  It was the best desert I could have ever asked for.  I moved my
tongue up and slightly flicked her clitoris and got a sudden reaction
from her as if I was hurting her.  I wasn't hurting her; the excitement
was alot for her.  I continued to lick her clitoris and then moved my
hands up to her breasts.  My hands caressed her breasts and tweaked her
nipples and that got another moan from her.  I looked up to her face.
She was smiling and her eyes were closed.  Then I said `Rachel, I want
to watch you caress your breasts as I lick your clitoris".  I removed my
hands and she started to caress herself.  I like watching a woman play
with her breasts because it tells me how she likes it.  Rachel liked to
pull on her nipples.  As I continued to watch her my tongue flicked on
her clitoris and she was getting more and more aroused.  Her vagina
started to quiver and then spasm and she was having an orgasm.  I did not
let up and continued licking her clitoris, sticking my tongue inside her
vagina to taste her and then she came again and again.  It was like
orgasms 2, 3, and 4 were one long rolling orgasm.  She then tried to push
me away but I had her clitoris in my mouth and she had one more orgasm.
I love a woman that can have multiples like that.


It was then that she said "Enough Nellie, come back up here".  With
that I reluctantly released myself from the feast and moved up to her
side.  She licked her girl cum from my chin and lips and said "You taste
like my secretions".  Lol of course  I did for I just had my face in her
crotch for the past 30 minutes.  We kissed and she relaxed and she fell
asleep in my arms.  It was pure bliss.  I had what I wanted.  I slowly
feel asleep with Rachel in my arms.


It seemed like we slept for hours but it was not long for it was still
light outside.  I needed to pee.  I extricated myself from Rachel's grip
and went in the bathroom to do my business. When I returned Rachel must
have felt me leave her side for she was waking up.


Then she said,  "Oh, I am glad you're back. I was afraid you were going
to leave."


As I climbed in under the covers next to Rachel I said "No way my dear,
no way." and gave her a big hug and kiss on the lips.


Rachel kissed me back once, twice and then three times.  Each kiss was
longer and her tongue probed further into my mouth.  Her hands went to be
breasts and then to my hips.  She tugged at my panties and I finished the
task for her. She then climbed on top of me.  Kissing me, licking my face
and grinding herself against me.  I could feel her vagina against mine.
Our pubic hairs meld.  She backed up and bit and put our legs between
each other. She was rubbing her wet vagina against my lower thigh as if
she was marking me as hers. At the same time she hunched down and started
kissing and sucking on my nipples.  She would take one breast in her hand
and pull it up and start aggressively licking a nipple. Then she would
shift to the other. Occasionally she would bite softly and suckle with
force.  When she sucked on my nipples I moaned.  The harder she sucked
the more I moaned.  I like pressure on my nipples.   As she moved down my
body her hands started pinching my nipples harder eliciting even louder
moans.  Not moans of pain but moans of pleasure.


Rachel went down on me.  She teased me and brought me close and then
backed off at least a ½ dozen times.  My nectar was leaking and I am sure
the sheet below me was drenched.  Then it happened. Rachel inserted at
first one 1 finger and then 2 into me.  That felt so good. She pulled her
fingers out and moved them up for me to lick.  I held her hand and did
exactly what she wanted.  Then she went in for the kill.  She focused on
my clitoris and was not letting up. As soon as she reached up and started
pinching my nipples it hit me.  It was big, I was loud, I had an orgasm
like none other before.  Rachel wanted to keep going and give me the
repeated pleasure that I gave her but I had to tell her that I was too
sensitive for that to happen.  Rachel moved up and kissed me and I tasted
my girl cum on her lips and chin.  She brought me into her arms where we
cuddled in silence for many minutes.  Neither of us wanted to let go.


Neither of spoke until I had to ask.  "This wasn't your first time with
a woman was it?"


Her response was "No, even though I was once married to man, I am
gay".


"Rachel, i am too!"


We shared more kisses and moments of tenderness.  By now it was almost 8
and we had been at it for more than 6 hours.  As much as I wanted to stay
with her I knew that I couldn't.  I need to get home and be presentable
for work the next day.  Rachel knew my predicament and she probably had
things to do as well to get ready for the next day.


We both jumped into her shower to refresh ourselves.  In the shower, we
had another moment of tenderness with soapy caresses on each other's
body and kisses everywhere.  Neither of us had an orgasm but it felt so
nice to have our soapy breasts against each other and our hands moving
over our slick bodies.


By the time I got home it was 10:30.  Before I left we  promised to talk
during the week, meet for lunch or dinner and get together on the
weekend.  When I arrived home there was a text from Rachel telling me how
much she enjoyed being with me.  I almost responded by saying the
pleasure was all mine, but it wasn't.  It was both of ours.    My
response back to Rachel was "I can't wait to see you again.  Today was
the best sunday ever."