1. A Teutonic Temptation


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: KatieElizabeth, Rating: 26, Source: LushStories

    wonderfully complemented by a pair of stylish open toe lace patterned sandals with generous stilettoed heels. Her blonde hair was parted in the middle and tied back tight against her head with a short pony tail at the back. Her gorgeous hazel eyes had subtle hints of emerald green that were perfectly accentuated by the firelight. The thing that caught my attention more than anything else was the fact that she was considerably older than I was. I estimated her to be around forty. Whatever age she was, she was simply gorgeous. I'd never really been attracted to women much older than I was, but now I'd seen her, I found myself unable to stop glancing in her direction. My pulse was inexplicably racing and I also felt butterflies welling up in my stomach. As I stared at her, I noticed every now and then that she seemed to glance nervously in my direction. I felt a deep flush wash over my face as our eyes momentarily met. Embarrassed, I quickly switched my gaze to the fire, hoping she hadn't notice my stares. My mind raced with questions. Why was she glancing at me? Did she like girls? Even if that remote possibility was true, why would she be interested in me? After all, while she was totally glamorous, I was only dressed in a pair of somewhat dowdy jeans and a cardigan. Why did I find her age so attractive? Did age mean experience, and if so, what could she teach me? More than anything, I felt turned on at the thought of being with an older lady in a way I had never dreamed I ...
    would be. However ridiculous my ruminations were, they were suddenly interrupted by some activity from behind the bar. The serving hatch had opened and I could see my cheese plate ready to be delivered. I decided to quickly pop to the ladies room before the staff had a chance to serve it. It was while I was washing my hands under the tap that I realised with horror that I'd left my purse out in plain view on the table in the bar. I quickly dried my hands on a towelette and rushed back to the bar. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw my beautiful lace clad enchantress was now sitting on the sofa at the table with my purse in her hand. Chrissie The long spa weekend was everything I had been looking for over the last few weeks, but driving all across Bavaria on slippery, snow-covered side roads, while beautiful to the eye, had taken a lot out of me. So I simply put my suitcase away in my room and went down to the bar to let my nerves settle over a nice glass of wine. I was still wearing the black, lacy ensemble I had chosen for Annette’s birthday party, which I had attended on my way here and left in high spirits. Then Sandra, my best friend and regular holiday companion, had messaged me that her flight had been cancelled at the last minute due to a pilots strike and that she wouldn’t be able to make it. I had been tempted to simply turn around. But I had already paid, and I desperately needed some time off. I claimed one of the bar stools as mine and ordered a glass of St. ...
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