Judi tries Jamaican. © Alex Carr.    (2240 words)
 
Judi and I worked as a pair in ‘Cleandry’ the local dry cleaners in Bovey Tracey, a quaint small town near Darmoor in Devon..

We worked hard to sustain the business being great mates from the start and ‘just a little bit more.’

Since yesterday Judi has been  teasing me about this guy who came in the shop to place an order. A very expensive suit and to look at him a guy with very expensive tastes, jewellery spattered all over him, cuffs, necklace wrist bands and earrings - all looking like gold and silver with some pearl thrown in.

He was Jamaican with a wonderful bronze complexion.

“Didn’t think you liked coloured guys, Sharon?.” Judi said. It was a quiet time in the shop so I enjoyed  Her pampering. She was as good as a soul mate guiding me through the storm I had with my ex. It was such a trauma going through the courts that I vowed never to get hitched again, least have another relationship, with a male anyway. What we had, Judi and I was beautiful and no holds barred, she was a divorcee too and it was an understanding if another male came into our lives each of us could feel free to take on - knowing that the closeness of our togetherness could never freak out. We had both seen each other through the mire and now we aimed to put all that in the past - life moves on.

So when Judi posed that question I guess I was surprised myself that I was actually even contemplating a new heterosexual relationship.

“Well you know what they say about coloured guys, Sharon?”

I laughed with her as she sidled to me now, her hand opened and sliding down my spine and across my buttocks.  It was always so warm, soothing and comforting and often, during such quiet periods  she would enjoy me from behind. And if anyone did come into the shop it was easy to disguise, behind the tall counter.

I wiggled a bit, enjoying, Feeling her tease sideways, along the edge of my thong and then, slowly and tantalisingly inside me, just the tip of her fingers, stretching me gently there, round and round - then slipping out again, lifting pussy wet fingers first to my lips and then to hers, tasting the nectar of fresh pussy juice.

“Mmm, that is so nice” Judi  whispered, her voice lowering as it always did when she was horny like this. Now she was lifting my skirt, rolling it up and tucking it into my belt as I felt the touch of her fingers run into the crevice of my as cheeks. “I love doing this to you, Sharon, so soft and so good, love to feel your wetness come there.”

I relaxed, pushed out my hind a bit to make it more enticing for her and closed my eyes to enjoy , Judi knew just how to make me feel so horny , I opened for her, let her slip her fingers underneath again, and , stretching my thong aside, felt her fingers so enticing and wonderful again as they so gently and slowly massaged me there. There are some things a girl can do for another girl that a guy could never imagine and I always enjoyed these moments, that certain pleasure we could enjoy at work. Behind the counter, it felt so mischievous, especially when Judi had her minxy come out, when she touched me up whilst a customer was in the shop - it was all very daring and thrilling and seemed a little bit naughty but I just loved the way she twisted her fingers inside - the way she just let her thumb circle and excite my clit at the same time.

 I guess we were both in our heaven during those times and I looked forward to later when Judi would don her brand new strap -on she bought from Ann Summers. We had both enjoyed the pleasures of the latest Rampant Rabbit vibrator which, given the aid of sharing with another, was a real joy to feel inside and I had numerous exiting and heavenly orgasms. Judi knew just how to manipulate me and she enjoyed my participation as well, like using Rampant on her to the sound of our sort of music and the romance of aromatic candles and soft lighting which was so heavenly. How often I have finished our very lustful evening with my face buried deep into her pussy, as if eating her all up, I could never get enough of her and she me, to feel her doing the same to me was something out of this world.

But our pleasure was controlled when a customer did come in, and somehow we  had become so well practiced that we managed to conceal anything was going on. Sometimes Judi, standing next to me would continue to stroke my ass cheeks, and occasionally squeeze. As if teasing me, trying to get me to show some give-away emotion whilst I was serving. Judi could be so naughty sometimes, but I adored her for it.
I wondered if to accept  Damon’s invitation for an evening out, he was the Jamaican guy - and very well dressed I would add, and he had a certain ambiance which stood out, ( I did say ambiance didn’t I, wishful thinking Huh!) it was that certain smile which said everything, a smile which certainly enraptured me - enough to say “yes” and the date was  tonight, 7.30 and he would pick me up from home.

“Wonder what you will be doing at 11.30?” Judi was teasing again.

I simply chuckled. I must say flashing through my mind was maybe a passionate encounter, Maybe that is what I wanted again, for although Judi was wonderful, a guy has those certain attributes that a girl like me can truly miss very much because , most of my past close relationships, three longstanding - and with males, had been extremely passionate and good, and they were also very well hung, which helped, for me the question of size does matter and I know my turn -on point  is deep and vibrant.

I was not sure if the date would end up a hot one or not, I was never the type to rush into it willy-nilly and it would have to be a mutual; thing. So I dressed just in case, a nice silky black tie on thong and bra to match with a hint of dark red stitching. My taffeta dress was black and red, I heard the Jamaicans loved colour so I wanted to wear that somewhere.

I felt ever so exited as I waited  at the restaurant, and like a gentleman he was dead on time and greeted me with his huge smile and a very warm kiss on my cheeks. I felt so good already in his presence and just knew this was going to be a very successful first meeting.

We had a wonderful Chinese meal and he spoilt me silly with wine and lovely complimentary words, he was sure getting into me hook line and sinker and soon I hope it would be something else, I just so adored him his sense of humour, everything, he was a guy of compassion and consideration I just knew it talking to him, and that seductive way he rubbed the side of my leg with his underneath the table was surely and invitation I could not refuse and I was quick to respond.

His eyes were drooling  then, no mistake about what he was thinking right now, because I was thinking the same.

“Tell you what, a nice drive in the country and back to my place?” he asked.

“MMM, would love that, Damon, you really know how to treat a girl don’t you, you had plenty of practice then?” I smiled.

He grinned and the look said everything, I imagined he was a very popular guy tp know and felt very lucky that he had asked me to share some time with him.

Wasn’t long before we were back to his place, a wonderful house in the country with very tasteful furniture and decoration. This was a guy who knew what he wanted and asked what he did, I was right, he was a solicitor. He had certainly solicited me and no mistake and when I  felt the warmth and the vibrancy of his first very warm and alluring  kiss I was already his to take as he wanted, and in my mind I was hoping he wanted plenty, because the mood I was in right now, with the companion of the wine at the restaurant and now a glass or two when we arrived at his house, I was so very horny it must have showed.

No problem because this lovely warm handsome and lusty guy was about to relieve all that …

But sorry my reader friend, I just know you want to know more - but time for me to close you out and enjoy Damon to the full.
Well you know Judi, she’ll want to know everything so, if you don’t mind, for now I will  - MMM - “just a mo, Damon babe and I will be right with you” ….

 
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“Well, Sharon you little minxy, how’d it go then?” Was the greeting Judi gave me in the shop next morning . I thought I’d tease her crazy and really kept her waiting. The shop was busy first thing so that was not too hard to do, but later when it quietened down there she was picking my brains again. She knew me well by now as she sidled to me, hugged me saying: “Alright was he, did you well did he?! She was prompting and fishing endlessly

“Did we fuck? That’s what you really want to know, Judi!”

“Think I know that already, your expression says all and those very flushed cheeks,” she  smiled, “Good was he - and is it  true, you know about once you’ve had you never want to go back?”

“Could very well be, Damien was like a tsunami, coming into me like a huge wave and so very strong with a current that rocked me numb, His whole being purveyed everything that was pure harmony to mine, we must have fucked all night and still I could want more, he was simply heavenly.”

By this time Sharon was hot, I could see it in her stance, she was closing up to me now, behind the counter once more. She was soon enjoying what I enjoyed too but even more special after Romeo. I simply let her have her feel, she was bent on her knees beside me and delved under my skirt, seeking me, touching me there, it was as if I was still wet with Damon’s strong fuck but it was good to feel Sharon’s keen fingers rimming me there. I just relaxed, leant against the counter, ass protruded and enjoyed.

“MMM. Can feel she has been well ‘seen to’ Judi, she stretches so well, she is gorgeous and I love her so much, strange, knowing you were with Damon last night  makes it all the more thrilling and exiting enjoying you.”

Soon I was coming again as Judi finger fucked me, it was as if Damien was still in there, inside, me moaning and wanting him more and more, stronger, stronger, Baby make it rougher, let me cum so strong … ‘course it was Judi I was talking to now, I was telling her things that happened with  Damien, how he pressed that gorgeous face into my wet hot pussy and how like heaven it was to feel his busy tongue and mouth driving me crazy. And how I took him. He wonderfully equipped, size does matter for me, he was enormous, I could not even get my thumb and index finger around him there he was so thick. I just had to use two hands to cradle those heavenly balls and take the large red end into my mouth, stretching wide to accommodate, but to hell with is, it was worth it, he tasted good, salty and I just did not want to stop when he urged me to, yelling he must have my ass. And he did, it was like an avalanche inside me, hurting at first but Damon knew the score, how to stop and start again, gradually pressing further inside me until he was full m=penetration. I loved his fucks both ways, loved the way he treated me like a real woman, I could never ever get enough of him.

“Sounds wonderful , Sharon. You are one lucky Cow!” are you an item then or is it just for playtime?”

I laughed, she knew me by now, knew that I was reluctant to take on another binding relationship with another guy, whatever . I winked at her and she immediately asked if I thought there was a chance for her to meet this ‘Greek Adonis”

“More than that,” I replied. He wants a threesome. Are you one, Sharon.”
It was as if I had told her she had won the lottery  big time, she was over the moon and soon we were both dating gorgeous heavenly Damon,

See you next time I visit here….