It was time to get on with her life.“Close console,” she said as she rose from the couch and trotted up the stairs to dress and bring down her lug...age. The efficient little console disappeared back into the arm of the couch.In a few minutes, she came back down the stairs dressed in her tight-fitting, special-tailored red flight suit. If her next husband met her when she arrived, this sexy outfit was what he would see her wearing. She manhandled the three bags Uncle Jake had taken upstairs over. Here, feel how soft it feels and at the same time she looked into my eyes and asked me: “can I please kiss you? You already turned me on downstairs, but now we are alone in this room, I am dying to kiss you”. I didn’t even answer her question, as it looked like I was in some sort of a trance. I moved my head towards hers and for the first time in my life I welcomed a female tongue my mouth and did I kiss a woman. Oh wow … those lips, so soft, this tongue, so movable. We at least kissed for 5. Finally, the bartender called last call, and the two women got up to leave. Doreen felt a little unsteady on her feet, a combination of the alcohol and the strange excitement she felt from being with Evelyn. She knew the folks back home would never approve.Waiting for the crowds by the elevator to thin out, Doreen continued to stare at Evelyn. In return, the tall blonde seemed to be ignoring her gaze. Finally Doreen concluded that Evelyn might be thinking that she was looking at her as if she. She was still sleeping soundly, curled in a cute little ball and purring slightly with each exhale. Without so much as a sound I tore the covers off her. She was wearing a loose fitting set of pajamas with a button-down top and baggy pants that had a drawstring at the waist. The sudden rush of cool air started her stirring just a bit but before she could realize what was happening I grabbed the waistband of her pants, yanked once to break the drawstring and then ripped them down and off. Now.