The Mocha Club... A Wife's Awakening

Fran nodded. The woman's hot breath was exhilarating against her cheek. The edges of her vision felt blurred, making her whimper weakly as she felt probing fingers between her thighs. How had that happened? Her mouth fell open a little.

A thousand thoughts went through her mind but they refused to crystallize. Instead, she found herself staring at Didi's mouth. She had used a subtle pink lipstick and in the subdued light those beautifully full lips seemed to be calling her.

There was a hint of wickedness about her smile that suggested she knew exactly what she was doing. Fran loved that. She could tease with the best of them but the idea of being controlled had long been a deep held fantasy.

Her head was full of candyfloss and the heat in her body was rapidly increasing. She blinked her eyes to clear her head but those roaming fingers made it impossible to think. They had edged under her skimpy panties and Didi was using a single fingertip to stroke her labia.

Fran whimpered in a mixture of shame and excitement as she felt her thighs part a little. Then the mouth was at her ear again.

"Tell me if you want me to stop, baby..."

Didi's next action made the question irrelevant. She slid a finger inside her with a teasing slowness. When she used the pad of her finger to massage a spot just behind her clit, Fran gasped helplessly.

The woman was expertly fingering her in the full glare of anyone who cared to look their way and yet she was utterly unable to resist. For a moment, the image of her loving and devoted husband flicked before her eyes, but she pushed him away.

Her chest rose and fell. Her breathing tightened. Her nipples ached. She was out of control and pushed her hips forward, encouraging the delicious finger to sink deeper. Her hazy gaze found Didi's face. Had she ever seen anyone more beautiful than this woman?

The feeling was so intense that it took a moment before she realized that Didi was pulling her hand away. She moaned in disappointment.