The Bowl of Words - Afternoon Delight - Episode 2

Suzy Q. Stories Trilogy

Afternoon Delight

Episode 2

The thrilling climax, well really it is climaxes, multiple climaxes, from Book 1 Afternoon Delight 

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Kimberly looked up at me, and the look of longing was evident on her face.  “Yes, I would love to have you help me experience those feelings.”

I gave her hand a gentle squeeze, and said.  Let me take this to the counter and wrap it up for you, and then I will close up the shop for the evening.  I have a couple of other pieces of my own that I keep in my office that I also think you will like, then maybe some drinks and dinner followed by a stimulating evening.” 

And with that I released her I stood up and then helped her up to her feet.  I released her hand, picked up the two etchings and took them to the counter.  As I wrapped them up for her, Kimberly wrote me out a check, and after I slipped it into the drawer, I moved around the counter and walked to the front of the shop, locked the door set the alarm and hung the closed sign in it. 

When I got back to the counter, I took Kimberly’s hand and lead her through the curtain, and through the maze that is my stockroom to the door that lead to my office.

I didn’t have to worry about my assistant Samantha being here or disturbing us. Also since I had been on or near the floor most of the day, my office was basically neat and tidy, well as neat and tidy as anyone whom deals in antiques and does research, offices ever is.  There was the normal stack of books and magazines by my computer center, but my desk, chairs and leather couch were free of any piles of books or items today.

My office is almost a mini apartment, and I have spent many a night here when I get wrapped up doing research on a new acquisition, or searching for a piece for a customer. It is large and spacious, the walls are decorated in an alternating pattern of wood and leather covered panels with basswood frames.  There are two large floor to ceiling deep bookcases, and I have added three lighted mirrored display cases.  The main lighting comes from recessed lights in the ceiling with accents done by antique table lamps.  I had a small kitchenette and wet bar concealed in one corner and the other door in the room leads to a full bath which holds both a shower and a wonderful old eagle claw iron tub.

The room holds a number of pieces from my personal collection, many of which are of lesbian love scenes.  There are also two sculptures in the room, both depicting women in the act of making love with another woman.  My assistant, whom is a true lesbian, calls this her torture chamber.  It always turns her on, but I have a rule of never getting involved emotionally or physically with my employees.  It always seems to lead to problems when I have in the past.

I opened the door to my office and still holding Kimberly’s hand, I lead her into the room.  I took the package from hand and laid it on the coffee table in front of the burgundy leather sofa, and moved over to my desk.  I touched the lighting controls and one by one turned on the spotlights that illuminated the artwork hung on the wall.  The main wall held four oils, each one depicting two women in different scenes of lesbian love.  The first show them kissing, the second cuddling, the third laying side by side with their legs entwined, their breast pressed against each other’s and their lips locked in a deep and searching kiss.  The final oil showed two women exploring each other’s womanhood with their mouths.

Kimberly eyes moved from one painting to the next then she looked at me with her face both alive with pleasure and lust.  She turned away, took off her suit coat and laid it over the back of one of the two leather wing chairs that match the sofa.  When she turned back to me, her blouse opened further, as she had undone another button.  Her breasts, caressed and molded by the soft material, her erect nipples, like jewels atop matching crowns. 

I reached behind me and touched two more switches, and the two sculptures were highlighted by their lights.  I heard Kimberly gasp this time as they came into view.  The tall statue showed two women standing together naked and each girl with their hand exploring the other, and the other depicted the same scene as in the last oil.   I again reached behind me and selected one last switch, which closed the blinds on the windows and turned on two soft rose-colored lights above the sofa. 

Kimberly stood next to the sofa; where she was bathed in the soft rose coloring of the lights.  Only her head moved as she looked from one item to the next.  I softly slipped behind her as whispered: Do you like my little gallery of love?”  Her reply was to let her body lean back against me and softly murmured; “They are so beautiful and they are making me very wet.”  I let my hand slid around her waist the move up over the soft material of her top to cup a breast.  Her nipple was hard as a rock and as I caressed it through the material, her hips began to move against me.  I let my lips brush her ear as I asked;  “Would you like to experience what you see before you?”

Kimberly’s replay was a deep moan, and the turning of her head to bring her lips into contact with mine.  Our lips met and immediately opened to allow the others tongue full freedom as our passions quickly mounted in intensity.  As our kiss became deeper, I let my hand slip inside of Kimberly’s blouse, cupping and caressing her naked breast.  Their shape was a perfect fit for my hand, and I could feel the heat radiating from them.

Kimberly turned her body the rest of the way until we were face to face.  Her hips meshed with mine as she ground hers against me.  I reached out with my hands and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, and slipped it off her shoulders to reveal her beautiful breast with their hard erect nipples. 

As I was undoing her blouse, Kimberly reached her hands up and released her hair, letting it fall and with a couple of shakes of her head freed her beautiful blonde mane.  I reached up, took of her glasses and set them on the table next to the sofa. 

I moved my lips back to Kimberly and began to plant hot wet kisses on her neck until I found her ear.  I sucked the lobe into my mouth and then let my tongue explore her ear.  Her moans were becoming louder and her hands wound their way through my hair as she twisted and released it as I lavished her ear and neck with hot wet kisses and licks.

Kimberly let out a loud moan and using her hands in my hair moved my head lower towards her breast.  I was eager to make love to them and let my lips lock onto a nipple.  As I began to suck and nip on her nipples, I felt Kimberly’s hands release their hold on my hair and begin to undo my own blouse.  As soon as the buttons were undone, her hands slipped under the material to begin to caress my own breast.  She quickly freed them from their lace covering, and began to kneed them and tug on my own hard nipples.

It did not take long before I was moaning against Kimberly’s breast and I could feel the dampness spreading through my panties.  While I moved from breast to breast, I let my hands slide down and while the left caressed her butt through her skirt, my right hand slipped under her skirt and began to move towards her awaiting sex.

My fingers soon found their mark, assisted by Kimberly’s spreading of her legs to give me easy access.  I found the sheer material of her thong to be as wet as I knew my own was.  I let a finger trace the length of her slit, knowing exactly what she had felt, as she rewarded with a fresh flow of dew, and a shudder that seemed to flow through her body.  I let the same finger slip under the material, and was pleasantly surprised to find her very wet pubic area free of hair. 

My finger sought out to touch and rubbed her clit, then moved down to swollen and moist lips.  My fingertips easily slipped into her tunnel, whose walls were quick to caress kiss, as Kimberly filled my office, with her cries of joy.

 She squeezed her legs together, locking my hand where it was, rocking her hips on my hand and finger as she neared her first of many climaxes that day.  I was eager to help her along, and assisted her by letting my thumb rub her clit through the her slit, while I let the fingers she was holding prisoner move in circles within her. 

I felt Kimberly begin to spasm on my finger and new that she was starting to cum.  Her hands left my breast and held my mouth to her breast as her hips rocked faster and faster on my finger and thumb.  Her body began to shake uncontrollably at the same time that I felt her cum coat my hand and begin to leak out of her.

When she stopped shaking; I slowly removed my finger and brought it up to my lips.  I slowly and deliberately licked it clean, savoring her flavor, and knowing that it would renew her need for more sexual attention.

I stood back from Kimberly, and unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor.  She stepped out of the circle formed by her skirt and blouse and stood there in her thong, nylons and heels, looking delicious and ready to be relished and consumed.  I reached down and undid my pants and worked the skin tight leather pants down and let them fall to the floor, along with my silk blouse and bra, leaving me in my just my very wet pink panties. 

I reached down, slowly pulled them down, exposing my closely cropped blonde pubic hair and pouting lips.  Kimberly dropped to her knees and began to cover my sex with wet hot kisses and licks.  I was already so close to cuming that I moved her head away and moved to the edge of the sofa.  I sat back with my hips at the edge of the cushion and let one leg dangle over the arm.  In a flash, Kimberly was on her knees before me with her head between her legs.

I grabbed her hair and pulled her face tight against me.  He lips and tongue quickly bringing me to a crescendo of pleasure, which quickly had me shaking a rocking against her face.  Within moment’s wave after wave of climax passed through me releasing a torrent of my love juices. 

I know that I surprised Kimberly at first with the force of my climax, but she quickly recovered and greedily tried to capture every delicious drop of my offering.  The actions of her tongue and lips only continued my climax and kept me body shaking and the flow of my juices going.

I opened my eyes, looking down the valley between my breasts,  to be greeted with the sight of Kimberly’s smiling face, glistening with a coating of my juices. When she saw me looking at her she mouthed WOW, and then began to move up towards my face kissing and licking as she came.  When our lips met, I eagerly began to kiss and lick my own juices from Kimberly’s face.  I love the taste of my own juices, and Kimberly had an ample coating on her face.

I still had one leg hooked over the arm of the leather sofa, and Kimberly adjusted her body so that our mounds met.  As we continued to kiss and suck on each other’s tongues, she began to move her hips against me, a sexual activity that I love to engage in.  I adjusted my body, to allow our clits to mesh, and instantly the sensations of our now mutual motions became more intense.  With one more slight adjustment, not only our clits were in contact but our wet pouting lips as well.  I began to move my hips in unison with Kimberly, letting our clits rub against each other’s as our juices blended into potion made from love, shared together by our locked lips.

Kimberly’s covering of my face with hot wet kisses, blended with her moans only added to the sexual aurora that filled the room.  My own moans quickly began to join hers as the actions of our hips became more feverish.  I could feel the hardness of her clit against mine and the sensations were quickly bringing me to another climax.  The final sound I remember before my climax drove me over the brink was the sound of our wet lips rubbing together as juices mixed together to lubricate our sexual union.

I was coaxed back to the real world; by soft gentle kisses, and hands caressing my neck and back.  I opened my eyes to the sight of a smiling face.  I kissed the nipple that was located next to my lips, and heard Kimberly say:  “Please, I need to feel your lips and tongue on my clit!” and with that she lay back on the couch and lifted one long leg up over the back, giving me full and total access to her.

Never one to turn down such a wonderfully delicious offering, I dropped down and began to kiss my way down the leg slung over the back of the couch, starting at her ankle and moving up her leg, covering it with hot wet kisses, lick and nips as I moved ever closer to her moist pouting lips and protruding clit. 

As I got closer, Kimberly’s hips began to move in anticipation of what was to come.  I let my hair brush her clit as I gently blew on it without actually touching it.  My tongue traveled all around her sex, never actually touching it, until Kimberly was crying out my name and begging to be licked and sucked.

When at last I let my tongue snake out and touch her clit, her hips instantly arched upward in search of my tongue and lips.  I let my lips encircle her hard little button and began to suck it into my hot wet mouth.  Kimberly’s body went rigid and then began to shake as my tongue started to flick the tip of her clit as I sucked it deep into my mouth.  I continued my sucking and tonguing as her Kimberly’s body continued to shake below me.

Kimberly cried out for me to put my tongue in her, and pushed my head down with her hands on the top of my head.  My tongue dove deep into her dripping wet slit, where I found my reward in a flood of her sweet juices.  Her nectar was flowing freely and I could not get enough of it.  I let my tongue move in and out of her, as I lapped up her sweet juices. 

Kimberly’s hips were bucking and rocking as I lapped her juices.  Her leg had fallen off the back of the couch, and along with her other leg she held me prisoner with my face buried between her legs.  I must admit that I was a most willing and happy captive.

When Kimberly finally stopped shaking and released my head, I slid my body up over her and again we began to kiss and suck on each other’s tongue.  Kimberly licked my face clean of her juices and then spun me around so that she could reciprocate.

We continued pleasuring each other the rest of the evening, pausing only long enough for a glass of wine along with some cheese and crackers to recharge our engines and the melded back together for another long session of pleasuring each other.

The End

D. D.