1. A Highland Fling


    Date: 10/27/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: KatieElizabeth, Rating: 37, Source: LushStories

    the loch. You can't miss it. How about eight o'clock?" "I'll be there Jen. See you later then." Jen and I hugged again before parting our ways for the rest of the afternoon. While I knew I could never hope to match her dancing prowess, I did a silly skip and dance of my own on my way back to the lodge I'd booked for the night. I had brilliant fun swishing my feet through the little piles of crisp crimson and gold leaves from Autumn's first sheds that now lay like a thick duvet where they'd been windswept into corners. All the time I kept playing Jen's parting words over and over in my mind. "It would be a shame to waste my romantic break," she'd said. What did that mean? As I stared at the clothes in my suitcase deciding what to wear for the evening I wondered if it was just dinner I'd been invited for, or whether it was something much more than that. I decided to dress for "more than that." After all, I had nothing to lose. I hadn't brought my naughtiest lingerie to Scotland with me as I wasn't expecting to need it. Despite that, I still managed to find a pair of sheer black hold ups and a matching black lace bra and panty set buried in amongst my other stuff. I had a long soak in the bath, washed and dried my hair and dressed in the lingerie. Standing in front of the full length mirror on the wall by the bed, I wondered if I'd get the chance to show Jen what I was wearing. I hoped I would. I also hoped she'd like what she saw. As I looked at my scantily clad body, it was ...
    all I could do to resist starting to touch myself and imagine my own fingers were Jen's. I spent quite a bit of time playing with my mascara and blusher and applying a subtle shade of red lip stick. My special bottle of Beyond Paradise stared temptingly at me from my vanity bag. I couldn't resist giving a little squirt of the elegant scent on my arms and neck. When I'd bought it, the fragrance was described as being all about fantasy, with a tropical wetness and hints of exotic blooms. The description alone sounded so deliciously naughty that I'd felt compelled to buy it. It was while I was thinking about that description, and the fantasy of what it would be like to be with Jen, that without even realising what I was doing, I sprayed a little on my tummy and my inner thighs right next to my own growing wetness and burgeoning blooms. I smiled at myself in the mirror at how ridiculous my efforts probably were. On the other hand, if Jen wanted to share her romantic break with me in that way, then I knew she'd appreciate what I'd done. I quickly dressed in a black skirt, red blouse to match my lipstick and a pair of low heeled black shoes. As I left my bed and breakfast to walk the mile along the cobbled street to meet Jen for dinner at The Waterside Arms I could see the evening mist already starting to form over the loch as the last rays of the setting sun got weaker and weaker. After the sun had finally kissed the horizon at the western end of the loch and melted slowly down into ...
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