College Nights At the Spa - The Sharon Chapter

If you've read some of my other stories recounting my college experiences working at the massage parlor, then you'll already be familiar with Sharon, the sexy middle-aged lady who was the manager and part owner of the spa. Id recommend reading College Nights at the Spa the Ladies first. After about a year of working at the spa, Id become renown as the go to girl for the older bisexual female clients who occasionally visited. Sharon had always been very friendly to me, and at times subtly flirty since the very first day she had interviewed me for the job. I had always found Sharon to be very attractive. When I first met her I had figured that she was in her early thirties but it turned out that she was 39, twenty years older than me. Sharon was about five feet seven inches tall and had curves in all the right places. She was very pretty with long wavy chestnut brown hair that perfectly contrasted her smooth pale skin. As I had mentioned in the last story, Sharon had been hearing very good things about me from the female clients, so one night she decided to surprise me. When I walked into a room expecting to see a customer, what I saw instead was Sharon in her black satin robe lying on the table with a sneaky grin on her face. She said I hope you don't mind, but Id like to see if you're really as good as what I've been hearing. I smiled back and said, I do not think you'll be disappointed. Sharon grinned and opened her robe exposing her large breasts to me. They were so succulently full with plump nipples centered in her dark pink areolas which were easily over two inches in diameter. I gently helped her out of her robe and positioned her on the table so I could work her shoulders and upper back. Soooo, I said jokingly, I wasn't sure whether or not you were actually bisexual. Sharon replied that aside from some mild experimentation in her early twenties, she was very inexperienced. Oh, I said surprisingly surprised considering the circumstances. She went on to say that outside of giving handjobs at the spa, her and her husband Kurt had a fairly traditional sex life. I was about to reply when she continued, admitting that she had however been attracted to me since the first night we met. She said that she had even mentioned me to her husband a few times. I giggled a little and said that was kinda hot. She replied that it was indeed, and after she had heard what a hot little lesbian experience I was for the older female clients, it made her want me even more. When she told me that, I was so overcome with lust that I turned her head to the side and passionately kissed her. When our lips parted I apologized with a little smirk. She answered by softly kissing me back. I gently turned her over on her back and we continued chatting as I massaged her arms and shoulders. She went on to tell me that her attraction to me wasn't simply physical, and that even though I was considerably younger, she was hoping maybe her and I could develop into a bit more than just work friends. I responded by confessing that I was very attracted to her as well and that Id relish being her girlfriend as long as it wouldn't cause any problems with her marriage. She said it certainly wouldn't, and that her husband gave her the blessing to explore a lesbian relationship on the side with the right person. I agreed that we could give it a go and see how it panned out with the understanding that any relationship would be open as I intended to continue having sex with other people as well. From there I began massaging her boobs which were now resting to her sides along her arms. I squeezed them from the underside up till I got to the nipple finishing with a little tug and twist. Sharon was now moaning softly with approval. Next I couldn't resist taking her nipples in my mouth and sucking them. Her nipples alone were a mouthful as they got even plumper with stimulation.

Sharon asked me to kiss her again which I happily obliged. We made out for at least ten minutes as I continued stroking her tits. By this time she had reached down between my legs as I stood next to the table and began rubbing my wet pussy through my bikini bottoms. As our lips parted again I moved slightly down the table so I could begin working on her pussy. With my right hand I reached down between her legs and began vigorously fingering her vagina with my palm resting on her clit. Her lips were shaved but up above she had a very full, very sexy reddish brown bush. I continued massaging her pussy using different techniques and angles. To my surprise, the more turned on she got the larger her clitoris grew. Much like her thick nipples, her clit was now poking out, matching the size of the tip of my index finger. I paused and looked her in the eyes and said, that is so fucking hot. I'm glad you like it she replied, sometimes I'm a little self conscious about it. I asked why and she said because sometimes she worried that it looked like a little masculine. I responded by saying no way, trust me, that is really fucking hot. With that I gently pinched it between my finger and thumb and began jiggling and stroking it. Sharon was now moaning loudly with pleasure as she worked her fingers into my pussy, moving my bikinis to the side. At that point I lifted my one knee to the table so she could get a better angle on me. By this point we were both panting and sweating, our pussies dripping all over the place. Suddenly she began coming all over my fingers which surprisingly sent me into a fairly violent orgasm of my own. We both howled with pure pleasure as I was practically draped over top of her shuddering with my face buried in her tits. As we gathered our composure, Sharon said wow, that was actually unbelievable. Out of breathe myself, I gasped, yes that was pretty fucking fantastic. After that night, Sharon and I began spending a good bit of time together outside of work. We went out for dinner sometimes, shopping, hanging out, and of course...sex. By our second date we were already going down on one another. We explored every bit of our sexuality together as we developed a very special kind of relationship. After about six months she allowed me to fuck her husband while she watched. This was a huge turn on for all three of us which led to us exploring the swinging scene together. This went on regularly for the better part of three years until I finished college and left the spa. After I finished school, relocated and started my career, Sharon I always stayed in touch. Over the past twenty years, her and I have gotten together at least three or four times a year for a steamy rendezvous or a girls weekend at the beach. About five years ago, her and her husband separated, so being the good girlfriend that I am, I returned the favor and have allowed her to suck and fuck my husband whenever she visits...while I watch of course. Sharon is now sixty years old and in my opinion as sexy as ever. She is leaner than she was back then but still has big beautiful breasts and the same long wavy chestnut brown hair. Whenever she attends one of our swing parties, she is always a huge hit with the younger guys with a mad milf fetish. No matter the kinky extent of our adventures, hers and my private affairs have always remained as hot and intense as the first night we were together.