1. A Teutonic Temptation


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

    the room. “Katie!” I greeted her far too loud and blushed. “How was Neuschwanstein? Are you hungry? Oh god, you look beautiful!” I prayed she couldn’t hear the tremble in my voice. Would she think I was overdressed? Was I too forward? I started to feel silly and could barely meet her eyes. Katie I was incredibly flattered when Chrissie said I looked beautiful and did blush just a little at how pleased she seemed to see me. Chrissie, however, looked like she'd really gone to town with her clothes, hair and makeup. I was quite taken aback at just how incredible she looked in her gorgeous sleeveless lacy dress. Whilst it had a fine silk inlay to save her blushes, I couldn't help but wish that it wasn't there so I could peek tantalisingly at the treasures that lay underneath it. "You look absolutely stunning," I complimented her. While my words brought a hint of blush to her face, I continually felt I'd struggle to find a way to really impress my older and seemingly much more sophisticated dinner companion. While I wasn't young or maybe even especially innocent, I still found it hard to see what she might see in me. Compared to her efforts to dress up, I felt decidedly dowdy and my hopes of interesting her into something beyond the evening's dinner quickly faded. Despite all that, we were soon merrily chatting about our respective days out. We ordered a bottle of Chrissie's favourite wine to share. Red wine wasn't really to my taste, but I was so desperate to impress Chrissie ...
    that I'd have drunk anything. The conversation soon flowed effortlessly, although I did keep worrying that my face would show guilty signs of what I'd done in bed the night before. I kept wondering what Chrissie would think if she knew about my raunchy bedtime experience, where I'd brought myself to climax over a pillow while I imagined my pussy was really sliding to and fro over her face. A waiter brought the menus for dinner. I was totally bemused as it was written completely in German. Chrissie sidled up next to me on the sofa to help me translate it, with our thighs barely touching. Just feeling the warmth of her leg against mine sent goose bumps down my spine. If they had been on my arms, I'd have had some explaining to do! I wondered if Chrissie had felt the same when had she touched me. We almost snuggled together while Chrissie helped me navigate the menu. I nearly didn't want to choose anything so I could prolong the delightful feeling of having Chrissie sit so close to me. I loved well sauced casseroles, so we eventually agreed to share a sort of pot roast called Sauerbraten, with traditional side dishes of red cabbage and potato dumplings. As we ate and a second bottle of wine was opened, I more or less decided that all Chrissie's wonderful efforts with her dress, make and hair up couldn't have just been for friendship and maybe she wanted much more from me than that. While part of me couldn't help but wonder if I was reading too much into things, there was only one ...
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