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Later that afternoon, as they ate a late lunch, Sam told Sally that when her husband called earlier he said that he had called a friend at the roads commission. He had arranged for a truck with a snow thrower to dig them out tomorrow.

It was obvious from Sally's reaction that she wasn't delighted with the news. In fact, Sam was not overly delighted by the news either. However, she also knew that she had to get back home. While the last several days had probably been the most exciting time Sam had ever had, it had brought a great deal of distress.

For the first time in her life, Sam was second-guessing her career goals and, more importantly, her life. What was happening between her and Sally made her wonder if she was a lesbian. She had feelings like she had never felt before. Yet, there was no question that she loved Larry. They had a warm and comfortable relationship--maybe too comfortable. Still, the thought of giving up Sally was almost more than she could take. When she thought of her, she could feel a fire burning in her heart and it would flutter like a high school girl on her first date. But it was more than that. The young woman had definitely gotten under her skin. It had hit her like a 'ton of bricks' that she was in love with her. Just a few short days ago, no one could have convinced her that she could ever have those kinds of feelings for another woman. However, the most distressing part was that she knew that their relationship couldn't continue.

The last few days were also momentous for Sally. She confirmed what she already knew deep inside--she loved women. More specifically she loved one woman--Sam. Every time she looked at Sam, her heart would flutter as well. However, she also knew that the relationship was very tenuous. After all, Sam was married and had a career. She was a respected professor at a prestigious college. It was impossible for Sally to see how she could fit into her life. Still, she prayed that somehow it would work out. The alternative was almost too painful to think about.

The two women sat silently at the table, deep in thought, long after they had eaten.

"Well, I guess we had better dig the car out," Sam finally said breaking the silence in the quiet room.

"Do we have to?" Sally asked with a sad smile. There were tears in her eyes.

When Sam saw it, she felt as if her heart was going to break. She slid her chair back and opened her arms to her.

Sally got up and sat on the older woman's lap, resting her face on her shoulder. Tears streamed down her cheeks.

Sam didn't speak because didn't know what to say. Instead she held her, letting her sob on her shoulder. She fought desperately to control her own tears.

Finally she spoke. "Sweetie, we had better get moving or it's going to get dark."

"I know," Sally said, as she wiped her cheeks, trying to smile through her tears.

Sam handed her a napkin to wipe her red nose.

They put on their snowsuits and reluctantly went outside. It took them almost two hours to dig the SUV out of the snowdrifts. Now all they needed was the snow truck. It was dark when they went back into the cabin.

"I guess we'll skip dinner tonight," Sam said.

"Yea, I'm not hungry. But, I would like to fix you a special dessert later."

Sam looked at Sally curiously. She knew that they didn't have anything in the house that even closely resembled a dessert. Still, she figured that maybe she had something in the pantry. "Okay, I need to get a shower."

"All right, I'll get one after you."

Sam took her shower, shaving her legs and pubic mound. When she was out of the shower drying herself, she looked at her bare crotch and smiled. She loved the way it looked and it amazed her how sensitive the entire pubic area was now. Just the slightest touch of a towel sent a chill through her. Now, she doubted that she would be able to wear panties again.

She put on the flannel shirt again. When she came out of the bathroom, Sally was waiting to take her shower.

"Don't go upstairs yet," she told Sam and smiled.

"All right," Sam said with a questioning look. "I thought we were having dessert?"

"We are," Sally said mysteriously and hurried into the bathroom and closed the door.

Sam shook her head and smiled.

A short while later, Sally came out of the bathroom. She was wearing a silk kimono that barely covered the tops of her thighs. Just below the kimono she had on a pair of thigh high, black nylons. The contrast of her bare white skin above the elastic and the dark nylons was very sexy.

Sam felt her heart flutter as she watched Sally walk toward her. Suddenly, she had a pretty good idea of what "dessert" meant.

"Don't go upstairs yet," Sally said, "I'll call you." Then, she walked away, swaying her sexy backside. She glanced over her shoulder at Sam and caught her watching her. Then she giggled and hurried up the stairs.

Sam waited nervously on the sofa. She felt like a teenager waiting for her first date. It seemed that she waited a long time. About ten minutes later Sally called down to Sam.

Trying to act calm, Sam took her time in walking over to the steps. However, her knees were almost shaking as she ascended the steps. When she was high enough, she could see that there were candles lit and sitting on the floor in a circle. She saw Sally standing near the bed waiting for her.

"Oh my," Sam exclaimed when she saw that Sally had placed a sheet on the floor and circled it with the fragrant candles. There was soft music playing on the radio.

Sally held her arms open to Sam and whispered shyly, "Dance with me."

A smile crossed Sam's face as she hurried over to the younger woman.

"Wait," Sally said and slowly unlashed the belt on her kimono and let it slide down her shoulders.

This time Sam gasped. Sally had on a black corset that hugged her waist and supported her large breasts. Most of her chest was bare. The corset lifted and presented her breasts to Sam's admiring eyes. It also left her crotch and ass bare.

Suddenly the two women were in each other's arms, moving slowly to the soft music. While their bodies moved slowly, Sam's heart was beating rapidly in her chest as she felt Sally's soft breasts pressing to her. Within a second, their lips were pressed together in a passionate kiss.

"Mmmm," Sally moaned as Sam's tongue pushed into her willing mouth. When she felt Sam's hands touch her bare ass cheeks, she reluctantly pulled away. "It's time for dessert," she whispered.

"What dessert?"

"You!" Sally said as she began to unbutton the flannel shirt. She slowly pushed it from her shoulders, watching her beautiful body come into view. Her eyes smoldered with lust as she gazed at her friends heaving chest. She could see Sam's body begin to tremble. She let the shirt drop to the floor and then she led Sam over to the center of the sheet on the floor and pressed on her shoulders.

Sam let Sally push her to the floor until she was lying on her back looking up at the sexily dressed girl. From her angle she could see her breasts swaying above her. They appeared even larger from that position. The sexy corset cinched in her waist, emphasizing her curves. The thigh high nylons shimmered in the light of the candles and the black material of the corset contrasted beautifully with her white skin. When she looked between her legs, she could see that Sally was already wet. Sam trembled in excitement and began to squirm on the sheet as she waited.

Hidden beside the bed was a bottle of Hershey Chocolate syrup in a pan of warm water.

Sally picked it up for Sam to see. "I've had a craving for chocolate the last couple of days," she said with a lustful smile. Then she knelt next to Sam and bent over her to kiss her lips gently. When she pulled away, she turned the bottle up and squirted a little bit of chocolate on her finger. She used her finger to rub the chocolate onto Sam's lips. "Don't lick it off," she whispered. Then she moved to her breasts, holding the bottle over her nipple and squirting a circle of the sticky brown syrup around the areola and then onto the tip. Next, she moved to the other breast and did the same thing.

"Ohhhh!!!" Sam moaned as she felt the warm syrup on her now hard and sensitive nipples.

Then, Sally placed the tip of the bottle between her breasts and slowly squirted a line of the brown sauce between the mounds and down her stomach until she reached her navel. A little extra squirt there and she moved lower.

Sam felt chills run up and down her spine as the warm syrup moved in a direct line toward her vagina. However, just when she thought she was going to squirt it on her lips, she changed direction and trickled a line to the side of one fat outer lip. Quickly she made another line on the other side, creating an upside down "Y" with her split in the middle, untouched as yet by the chocolate.

Sam continued to squirm on the floor as she felt the sticky syrup cover her body. The chocolate on her breasts and stomach was rapidly cooling. But it still felt incredibly exciting. She could barely wait for what she knew was going to happen next.

Sally smiled at her creation before she placed the tip of the bottle at the top of her lover's freshly shaved pubic mound.

"Oh God Salllllyyyy," Sam moaned as she squirted a line of syrup down the split of her vagina. Then she placed the tip of the bottle just inside her lips and squeezed. "Oh Jesus," Sam exclaimed as she felt the warm chocolate enter her. She opened her legs wider and lifted her hips.

"Now for my dessert," Sally said and she crawled over Sam until she was looking down at her on hands and knees. Then, she slowly leaned down until her lips were almost touching Sam's. Her tongue came out and she gently licked the chocolate from her lips before she pushed her tongue into the older woman's mouth and shared the sweet syrup.

"Mmmm," Sam moaned deep in her throat.

A second later, Sam lifted up as Sally bent to her breast. She sucked first one covered nipple and then the other.

"Ohhhh!!!" Sam cried as her mouth sucked the chocolate from the nipples.

When Sally's mouth left the second breast, both nipples were clean. Now her tongue began to trace the line of chocolate down her body.

Sam's body quivered as Sally tickled her chest and stomach with her tongue, stopping to suck the chocolate from her navel.

Next, Sally moved until she was kneeling between Sam's thighs. She continued licking, following one arm of the "Y" until she was sucking the syrup from the side of her chocolate covered sex lips.

Now, Sam going mad with need. "Jesus Sally, please," she pleaded, reaching up to try to grab her head.

Sally pushed her hands away gently and continued to lick. When both creases were cleaned of all the chocolate, she moved until her lips hovered over Sam's swollen sex. She stared at the chocolate covered lips. She could see that Sam's juice was mixing with the chocolate and it was beginning to run from the pulsing hole. Her mouth watered.

"Ahhhhheeee!!!" Sam screamed as Sally dropped her mouth to her sweet hole.

The combination taste of the thick syrup and Sam's juice excited her beyond belief. She pushed her legs wide and forced her tongue deep into the warm hole. Then, she opened her mouth, covered the hole and sucked.

Sam began to gasp for breath. Her hands found Sally's head and pulled her face into her throbbing hole. "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, eat meeeeee!!!" she screamed as a strong climax began to take control. Her hips lifted up and her hands pulled the head tightly to her climaxing sex. The chills of excitement went on and on until she feared that she would expire. Her thighs lifted and she captured the young girls, pulling her even tighter to her climaxing vagina.

Finally, her hips fell back to the floor and Sally's mouth followed. However, when she tried to push her head away, she resisted and pushed her legs upward until her thighs touched her breasts. Sally's now trembling hand grabbed the bottle of syrup. She turned it up and poured chocolate all over her sex lips again, covering ever inch of her swollen pubic mount. Then her mouth went wild. A moan of pleasure left her lips as she sucked and licked with frenzy.

"Sally, no," Sam almost screamed in exhaustion. However, almost immediately excitement began to course through her again. She felt almost helpless to stop her as Sally's mouth brought her to a sexual peak time and again. She could no longer tell one climax from another. They blended into one long explosion in her brain.

It was a long time before Sam could think straight again. When she could, she realized that Sally was lying next to her, gently kissing her lips.

"I loved my dessert," Sally whispered. "Was it good for you?"

"Hmmm," Sam moaned. She could still feel her body tingling all over. "God, I didn't know that I could climax for that long," she whispered. Finally, when she found some strength, she turned to Sally and whispered, "Let me take care of you."

"Okay. But just lay there. I'll do the work."

Sam looked at her curiously. Then she watched as she stood up. A smile came to her face when she saw the younger woman straddle her head. She watched as she slowly squatted over her face and brought her swollen and dripping sex lips closer and closer.

A groan escaped both women as Sally's swollen sex reached Sam's lips. Slowly she increased the pressure until her lips separated and covered the prone woman's mouth, nose and chin.

"Oh yes," Sally moaned when she felt Sam push her tongue into her throbbing hole.

It only took a minute before Sally was shivering and bouncing her hips on the older woman's face. Suddenly, she shuddered and pressed down hard, practically smothering Sam. She almost lost her balance as her body convulsed in pleasure. Juice poured out of her vagina like a river, deluging the older woman's face and filling her mouth.

Sam sucked and swallowed as rapidly as she could. At one point she was afraid that she might drown. However, she managed to get most of the sticky juice down her throat.

When Sally's trembling stopped, she started to lift up. Then she felt Sam's hands on her thighs pulling her back. She moaned and sat her vagina heavily onto her face again. Immediately she felt Sam sucking her again.

Sam pulled on her thighs in order to keep her sex lips on her mouth. She wanted to bring her off again.

Sally groaned and allowed Sam to continue to suck her. It took a few minutes but eventually, she felt excitement coursing through her again. As her excitement grew, she removed Sam's hands from her thighs. She held them over her head and rubbed her swollen lips all over her face, smearing her juice from forehead to chin.

Sam moaned as Sally used her face like a sex object. She reveled in the feeling of her juice spreading across her face. Soon, she felt the teenager begin to tense as she neared a climax. Sam opened her mouth and sucked her sex lips inside and began to chew gently.

"Oh Jesus, Sammmmmmm," Sally screamed as the floodgates opened again. She bucked on Sam's face as her body trembled in pleasure. Eventually her strength left her and she collapsed by Sam's side.

A few minutes later, the two of them were asleep on the floor.

Sometime later that night, Sam got up and took a quick shower to get the remains of the stick syrup from her body. When she came back up, she gently awoke Sally and they crawled into bed together.

A thumping sound awoke Sam with a start. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Sally wasn't in bed. Then she heard the sound again. She looked above her head and saw something hit the window. When she got up and looked outside, a smile came to her face. She saw Sally standing outside in the snow, throwing snowballs at the window.

Sally waved and pointed at the "snowwoman" that the two of them had started yesterday.

Another smile came to Sam's face when she saw that Sally had finished the "snowwoman." She had placed one of her hats on the head and a scarf around the neck. Also, she had cut an orange in half and used it for the nipples on the snow mounds. They looked surprisingly like Sally's breasts. In big letters, she had written in the snow "I LOVE YOU!"

Sam felt her heart swell. However, when Sam looked closer at the "snowwoman's" face, she saw that Sally had placed something on the face representing tears running down the cheeks. She felt a pain in her heart as tears came to her own eyes. Then, she moved closer to the windowpane and blew her breath on the cold glass, creating a fog. She used her finger to write something.

Sally watched as Sam spelled something on the window. She moved closer to the house and looked up. Suddenly, she felt her heart skip a beat. Sam had written, "I Love You Too!"

With a squeal of joy, Sally ran for the door. She threw off her clothes as she rushed toward the stairs.

Sam was almost bowled over as Sally pushed her toward the bed. A second later they were kissing. The passion in her kisses almost took Sam's breath away. Without a lot of foreplay, the two women slipped into a sixty-nine position.

Neither of them had ever done this before. However, it came naturally and was a comfortable extension of their relationship.

Sam matched Sally, suck for suck. Within a few minutes, they were both close to climaxing. Sam went over the top first and began to convulse in pleasure. That brought on Sally's climax. Both women worked hard to continue to pleasure the other as their climaxes took their concentration away. Somehow they accomplished the shared goal of pleasing each other before collapsing.

Suddenly, a loud noise from outside forced them to pull their faces from between each other's legs. They realized that the truck with the snow thrower was coming up their road.

"I guess we had better get dressed," Sam said.

Sally silently turned away.

Sam heard her crying quietly.

"Sally..." Sam said as she touched the younger woman's shoulder. She hesitated when she couldn't find words. "You... know that this... this can't continue. We agreed on that."

"You agreed on that!" Sally whispered through her quiet sobs.

"I just can't risk my reputation. It's not just me that I have to think about. It's about my husband and our families. What about your family and friends?" Sam pulled Sally until she was in her arms. She turned her tear-streaked face up and said, "I do love you but we have more than ourselves to think about." She gently kissed her lips.

Sally loved the "I do love you," part but wasn't consoled by the rest. However, she also knew that what Sam was saying was true and knew that life wasn't fair. Still, she had hoped that somehow it would work out. "You won't forget me will you?" she sobbed.

"Of course not! I could never forget you or the past few days," Sam said as tears began to stream from her eyes. "It was the most incredible time of my life." Their lips came together one final time. "We have to get going."

The three-hour ride home was silent. There were things that they wanted to say but both feared bringing on the emotions again. When they stopped outside Sally's house, it had begun to rain. The mood inside the car matched the dreary day outside.

They sat silently for a long time. Finally, Sally turned to Sam and whispered, "Can I have one more kiss?"

Sam sighed and looked around. She figured that the pouring rain would make it impossible to see anyone inside the car. "Yes," Sam answered.

Sally leaned over and touched Sam's lips with her own. Their mouths opened and they shared their tongues. Almost immediately, the car was filled with passionate moans.

With tremendous will power, Sam pushed Sally away. She looked into the younger woman's tear filled eyes.

"I love you," Sally whispered and then, before Sam could answer Sally jumped out of the car and ran up the steps.

Sam started the car and drove away with a pain in her heart. What a mess I've created, she thought.

When she arrived home, she kissed Larry hello and went to her room to unpack. The first thing that she noticed when she opened her small case was that there was a pair of yellow panties in with her clothes. She picked them up and realized that they were not hers. Suddenly, her hand began to tremble. She raised them to her nose and a moan escaped her lips. It was definitely Sally's smell. Like a teenager, she rushed to the bathroom and sat on the toilet. With the panties held to her face and her hand between her legs, she climaxed.

Incredibly, when Sam went to bed that night, she placed the panties secretly under her pillow where she could feel them.

However, it was a sleepless night for Sam. Every time she closed her eyes she could see Sally and feel her body. She must have looked at the clock a thousand times until she finally gave up and got out of bed. It was five a.m.

Sam busied herself preparing for her coming classes. However, it was exceedingly difficult to maintain her concentration. Sally was on her mind constantly.

When she left for school that morning, it was a typically cold and dreary day. But, after spending time skiing and snowmobiling, it was a lot easier for her to see how people tolerated the cold weather. However, she knew that being at the cabin with Sally substantially influenced her opinion.

As Sam walked into the classroom, the first thing she noticed was that Sally's chair was empty. She looked at the clock and saw that there was still a few minutes left before class started. Still, Sally was always early to class. As the clock ticked by and class started, she became increasingly concerned. By the final bell, she was a nervous wreck.

As soon as the room was clear, she grabbed her phone and dialed Sally's number. The phone rang four times before Sally's voice came on the line saying she was unavailable and to leave a message.

"Sally, it's Sam. If you're there, please pick up." Sam waited for a minute and then said, "Please call me on my cell phone." When she hung up, she dialed Sally's cell phone but got the same message. Again, she asked Sally to call her. Finally, she reluctantly called her parents' number.

Sam was somewhat relieved when Sally's Mom said that she had gone to the administration office for some reason that morning. She said that she would give Sally the message to call her.

Sally sat on the chair in the administration office staring at the "Drop Class" form. It was all filled out and only needed her signature. She had pressed the pen to the paper over and over but couldn't bring herself to sign. Still, the alternative was to sit in Sam's class day after day knowing that she could never be with her again. That was almost too much to bear. Finally, she stood up and put the form in her book bag. I'll drop it off tomorrow, she told herself.

As she walked across campus, she dialed in to get her messages. When she heard Sam's voice, her knees suddenly became weak. With shaking fingers she tried to dial Sam's number. It took three attempts before she got it right.

"Hello," Sam said. She was rushing to a meeting and hadn't looked at who was calling.

"Sam, it's Sally."

"Oh God Sally, I was so worried about you. Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she answered in a non-committal tone.

"Listen, I have a meeting this afternoon. Can you meet me at PJ's Pub at six?"

Suddenly Sally's heart was thumping in her chest. She controlled her voice and said, "Well, I had another appointment but I guess I could change it." Inside her mind was screaming "Yes!"

"Good, I'll see you there at six."

The rest of the afternoon seemed like it was never going to end for both women. Sam even arrived at the pub a half-hour early and by the time she saw Sally walking in the door, she had consumed two mixed drinks and was working on a third. However, even after struggling all afternoon, she still didn't know what she was going to say.

"Hi!" Sally said quietly as she slid into the booth across from Sam.

"Hi!" Sam answered. Her heart fluttered when she saw the pretty girl's face. She had on a pretty blue skirt and white blouse and her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. It had only been one day but it seemed like it was so long ago when she had last seen her. As much as she didn't want to admit it, she had it bad for the young girl.

"Would you like something to eat?" Sam asked.

"No thank you."

"I couldn't eat either," Sam said with a knowing smile. "Here," she said and pushed her mixed drink over to the u******e girl. "It's okay this once," she said when she saw Sally hesitate.

Sally smiled as she took a drink.

"Sally, I've been going crazy the last twenty four hours. I've been missing you, worried about you and angry with you all at the same time. The truth is that I still don't know what to say to you. I don't want to leave it the way... well, the way we separated yesterday. And, when I didn't see you in class, I panicked."

"I went in to drop your class," Sally said.

"Oh no Sally! Please don't! I'm so sorry. I've created a mess," Sam said as tears began to fall again. She reached over and grabbed Sally's hand. "Please don't drop the class because of me."

"I... I just can't bear to be in your class and not be able to... to," Sally's voice dropped off as she looked down at her drink.

" I can't bear to be teaching the class without you in it," Sam said and hesitated. Then she added, "I meant what I wrote on the window yesterday."

Sally's head came up and she looked at the older woman. Suddenly, her heart was beating fast again. "You did?"

"Yes. I hardly slept last night. I don't know where this is going but I know that I can't leave it like this," Sam said and squeezed Sally's hand.

Sally suddenly wanted to jump across the table and kiss Sam. However, she just smiled and squeezed her hand back.

"Would you like another drink?" the waitress said.

Sam quickly pulled her hand away from the younger woman. "Uh... no, just our check please." Then, when the waitress was out of hearing range, Sam looked around the room as if someone could overhear her and whispered, "Is there... there someplace we can go that's more private?"

A broad smile crossed Sally's face. "There's the old Benson farm overlook," Sally said referring to a lover's lane outside of town. "There won't be anybody up there this time of year."

"All right," Sam said as the waitress came back with her bill. Sam couldn't stop her hands from shaking as she counted out the money and left it on the table. Then she followed Sally to her car. "Leave your car here. We can come back for it later," Sam said.

A few minutes later, Sam turned off the main road and drove the car down a deserted and unpaved road. A mile further they reached an open area on the edge of an overlook to a man-made lake. As Sally had predicted, theirs was the only car there.

Sam stopped the car but left the engine running for heat. Suddenly, the car was silent, with only the two beating hearts. Their eyes met and as if there were two strong magnets pulling them, the two women lips moved together. The windows of the car began to steam up. Incredibly, it felt like it had been months to Sam since she tasted and felt Sally's sweet lips. Like some horny teenager, Sam's hand reached up and cupped Sally's covered breast.

As the kiss continued, Sam's fingers stumbled to open the front of the young girl's blouse. A moan escaped her lips when she felt Sally's naked breast in her hand. Her fingers squeezed the soft nipple, sending shock waves directly between her legs. Then, she moved her hand down to Sally's warm thigh.

"Let's get into the back seat," Sally said breathlessly.

Sam looked around at the deserted woods, biting her lip in indecision. Finally, she began to strip her coat off.

Sally smiled and did the same. They both hurried out of the front seat and climbed into the back. When Sam tried to pull Sally into an embrace, Sally stopped her and pushed her back into the corner. Then she slowly finished unbuttoning her own blouse and pulled it off, leaving her naked from the waist up.

As always, Sally's breasts mesmerized Sam. She watched them swing back and forth, almost as if in slow motion. Although it was slightly chilly in the car, the nipples maintained their puffiness.

Sally pushed her chest out with pride. She was no longer embarrassed by their size or that they were different. The lust in Sam's eyes was all she needed. Slowly, she moved over and got onto her knees straddling the older woman. With a smile, she lifted one heavy breast and brought it to Sam's lips.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it," she whispered as she fed her puffy nipple into her mouth.

"Uh huhhhh!" Sam moaned around the soft flesh.

"Oh yes, suck my tit," Sally moaned as she grabbed her head and pulled her mouth tighter. Suddenly, she could feel her juice running down her legs.

Sam's hands reached out and grasped Sally's buttocks. Then they slid down and under her skirt. A moan escaped her lips when she felt her warm thighs. Slowly she moved her hands up. "Oh God," she whispered when she realized that Sally didn't have panties on. She felt juice on her fingers as they tickled the already swollen lips.

Sally pulled her breast reluctantly from Sam's mouth. She leaned down and whispered, "I want to eat your pussy."

"Ohhhh!!!" Sam moaned.

Sally pushed her back and slid to her knees on the floor. "Lift up," she said as she pushed her dress up her thighs. A second later, it was around her waist. "Oh my! I guess I'm not the only one that forgot her panties," Sally said and a little gasp escaped her lips when she saw her shaved pubic mound. The inner lips were already swollen and protruding. Even in the dim light of the car, she could see the sparkle of her juice. An a****l moan escaped her throat as her mouth covered Sam's vagina.

"Oh Jesus Sally," Sam screamed as the younger woman began to suck her. In that instant, Sam realized that she could never give Sally up. Her legs wrapped around the young girl's head and her hips bucked into her face.

Sally was an expert at oral sex now and quickly found all the right places. She licked and sucked the older woman until her body collapsed in satisfied exhaustion.

As soon as Sam caught her breath, she pushed the young girl back.

"You don't have to do me," she said. "I came while I was eating you."

"Too bad," Sam smiled. A second later her fingers were playing with Sally's swollen sex lips. "I guess you expected this," she said with a smile at the fact that she had left her panties off.

"You know that I never wear panties around you. Besides, I seemed to have lost a pair of my panties."

Sam's face turned red when she remembered what she had done with the young girl's panties. However Sally never saw her embarrassment as her head dropped quickly between her thighs.

"Ohhhhh Sammmmm!!!" Sally screamed. It took only a few seconds for Sally to begin to tremble in climax. She locked her thighs around Sam's head, almost drowning her with her juice as a tremendous climax overtook her.

Sam stopped her car on the dark parking lot of the pub. She turned the engine off and turned to her lover. Then, she reached her hand out and brushed a lock of hair from her pretty face. She touched her warm cheek with her hand. "This is so crazy, but I love you," she stated.

Sally took Sam's hand and kissed the palm. "Oh God, I love you too. So much it hurts." Tears began to stream down her cheeks. "Is this it then?" she asked dreading the answer.

Sam didn't answer right away. She stared at Sally with a serious look. "Larry and I have a time-share down in the Florida Keys. I was thinking of going down there sometime during Christmas break to go sailing. Do you think you think you could sneak away and join me?" A smile came to her lips.

Sally looked at Sam like she didn't comprehend what she had said. Then her eyes grew wide. "Oh my God! Are you serious?" she screamed.

"Yes!"

"What about your husband, your family, your reputation?"

"We'll just have to be very careful."

"Thank you!" Sally said and almost fell into the older woman's arms.

"Uh... Sally, not out here," Sam said looking around the dark parking lot.

"Oh sorry," she said and pulled away. "But how can I possibly wait that long to be with you?" Sally asked with concern.

"Well, we do have to work on our essay, 'Lesbianism in Modern Literature, '" Sam answered with a wide smile. "And, if we are going to write about something like that, we will have to do a lot of research. Won't we?"

Sally wanted to squeal with joy. Instead she said, "Of course. What kind of a piece of work would it be without in-depth research? At least that's what a great English professor once told me."

"I'll see you tomorrow in class," Sam said.

Sally got out of the car and turned back and looked inside. "I love you," she mouthed before she turned and ran to her car.

Sam sighed and started the car. She knew that she should feel guilty about what she was doing but somehow she just didn't. And, although she knew this was incredibly dangerous, for the first time in her life she felt free and madly in love.