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During my last two years of college, Jennifer, a classmate and volleyball teammate and I were inseparable lovers, living together in an apartment off campus.

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After we graduated, I met Randall in graduate business school and we fell hard. Jennifer and I amicably separated, but remained close, getting together occasionally. It was always lovely and satisfying, and the separation made our trysts all the more exciting. Jennifer began dating guys and gals, but did not steadily go with anyone. Jennifer majored in art and was a brilliant watercolor artist. She earned her MFA in studio art, went on to become a high school art teacher and noted floral and landscape artist and. Her work regularly sold in several galleries. I started my business career and enjoyed early success, receiving several promotions and was deemed a fast-tracker by my management.

I later broke up with Randall and began dating guys and gals, too, but not serious with anyone. Later, Jennifer began dating an older businessman named Ron whom she had met at an alumni mixer. He swept her off her feet and they married. Jennifer and I continued our affair after her marriage. Ron did not know. We did not meet as frequently, but enough to keep our intimate friendship alive.

Ron was president of his own petroleum exploration firm and was quite wealthy. Jennifer was able to leave teaching and devote full time to her watercolor painting. Her work sold briskly. She Lesbian scissoring sex stories a vast of collectors, local, national and international.

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Ron and Jennifer lived in an estate home overlooking the ocean. Ron just adored her, gave her everything a woman could ever want, and did everything to promote her art. He had a fully-equipped studio, framing center and mini-gallery built for her off of the living area of their home. Ron was a true promoter and helped Jennifer market her art. Ron arranged annual open studios in their home to showcase and sell Jenifer's art to her collectors, their many friends, social and business acquaintances and the community elite.

Attendees were permitted to bring guests as long as they were announced beforehand. It was an elegant social and artistic event and was written up each year in the local newspaper social columns. People even came from out-of-town.

Jennifer and Ron made certain her art was priced the same as gallery pricing, wanting always to maintain best relations with gallery owners. The open studios were held in October. They were real dress-up events, cocktail dresses, coats and ties, starting late on a Saturday afternoon and going on into the evening. The entire living area of the house, Jennifer's studio, gallery, and the patio are turned into a fine art gallery with display walls, racks and special lighting deed by Ron, all allowing the art to be displayed the most effective way. He had several technicians from his company to set everything up and take it down.

Appetizers, cocktails and fine wines were served from 4 pm to 6 pm while guests viewed and purchased art. Jennifer and Ron worked the crowd, socializing, showing work, and promoting sales. From 6 pm on, a catered, Lesbian scissoring sex stories buffet was served. I am the senior hostess and am in charge of all the food, beverages, the catering, and serving staff, and house logistics. She and Ron depend on me to hold it all together.

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In the past, Jennifer has relied on two local art reps to help handle sales with her ant as the cashier. Her popularity had grown considerably and she wanted this year to be a banner year. So, Ron suggested Jennifer needed a little more horsepower for the event, so she added a local, high-powered gal she does business with, Kathleen Barrington, to help with promotion and sales. Kathleen is in her early thirties, has an MFA in art history, and is the curator of the city's largest museum where Jennifer's work is in the historical collection and on display.

Kathleen is gorgeous and stately, the kind of woman that causes a room to go still when she walks in. Like me, she was staying overnight and through part of Sunday. She was well worth the consult fee Jennifer was paying her. Typically, most of the art sold at Jennifer's open studio is purchased by women. This event was different! Men who normally have no interest in art suddenly couldn't get enough of listening to Kathleen talk about Jennifer's art and the stories behind the many pieces.

Over people attended this year's event. Kathleen assembled them into small groups and simply mesmerized them with her chat! She was a phenomenon! By pm, the crowd had thinned out. The evening was an enormous success. Ron and Jennifer were saying goodnight to the last few people Lesbian scissoring sex stories. As the caterers were cleaning up, Kathleen and I went into the parlor with a glass of wine to relax and chat.

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Ron and Jennifer came in, saying they were shot and were going to bed. Jennifer was concerned about getting the house cleaned up and I said for her not to worry, Kathleen and I would see to it that the catering staff cleaned everything up before leaving. Kathleen and I chatted for over two hours while the staff dismounted the tables, chairs, serving gear, loaded everything into their truck, cleaned the kitchen and vacuumed. Once they left, Kathleen and I grabbed a fresh bottle of chardonnay and went back to the parlor for more chat.

She was absolutely lovely and enchanting, intelligent, easy-going and had a lot to say.

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She was not married and did not seem to date very much, preferring to keep to herself, in spite of how alluring and attractive she was. She said she just loved my genuine strawberry blond hair and green eyes and thought I was beautiful. She said Jennifer had told her about my accomplishments and how proud she was of me. She complimented me and said she was impressed with what she had heard.

I thanked her.

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She asked if I was dating and I explained my single status and how I was focusing on my career. She said she had recently purchased a new home in the northern part of the city, not too far from the museum She said perhaps sometime soon we could have lunch or dinner, or just go Lesbian scissoring sex stories wine or coffee, or visit her in her new home.

I replied that was a lovely idea and I would like that, it would be nice to get to know each other better. I went and got another bottle of wine. We drank and chatted until midnight, discussing the many things we had in common, warming to one another, both getting higher than a kite, and a little giddy. I told her I loved her lavender dress, she looked so gorgeous in it, it fit so beautifully and was cut so perfectly for her.

She said it was new, and she got it for the open studio. She had crossed her legs several times showing lots of thigh, my eyes glancing down each time she moved. I parted my legs a little, letting her know I was sexy, too. She kept staring at me, telling me my legs were lovely. She said she was getting sleepy and should go to bed.

I agreed. I got up and went to her side of the parlor to turn off the lights. As I did, she put her hand on my waist and looked into my eyes, our looks telling each other we both knew what the other was thinking. Our eyes locked as I switched the lamp light off and she pulled me to her, whispering I was the loveliest woman she had ever met, and began kissing me all over I was flushing and warm all over, and returned her kisses, long, wet and sweet.

We slid down on the couch, the room only barely lit from the light coming from the hallway and living room as the soft sounds of our kisses and sighs occasionally interrupting the stillness of the parlor. She dropped the straps of her dress and gave me her breasts, full, peachy and beautiful, nipples erect. I licked and sucked them gently and sweetly, not able to get enough, teething her wonderful long, erect nipples.

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As I licked and sucked one, I gently fondled the other, circling the nipple with my finger tips, trying desperately to satisfy my urgent cravings for her. I dropped the top of my dress and moved my breasts to her open, waiting lips. She eagerly took them and loved them, causing me to shiver with excitement.

We kissed, necked and loved this way for at least a half hour, our hands now under each other's dresses, her smooth thighs leading me to her sweet cunny, uncovered, smooth, open and wet.

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