Secrets - Claire

"Mom... mom... mom...!"

The voice of Claire's son was but a distant noise, barely audible over the moaning coming from Claire's AirPods.

The woman lay in her bed, one hand holding her phone, her other hand furiously rubbing her clit beneath the sheets. The porn video continued playing, keeping Claire's blue eyes glued to the screen as a woman around the same age as Claire, 35, was in the process of being roughly pounded by another woman significantly younger than with a strap-on silicone dildo too large to ever be real. The moans continued in her ear and Claire sped up her own ministrations to her bud. The familiar tingle of an impending orgasm rose up in her stomach, causing her toes to curl and a soft moan to escape her throat. Her hand circled against her clit faster, harder, the tingling grew stronger. She was close. She was so close. She felt her folds grow slicker by the second.

The woman getting plowed screamed loudly, squirting as her orgasm hit. Claire dropped her phone and came at the same time. Her body shook and her own juices poured out of her, drenching her shorts, thighs, and bed sheet where she was sitting. Claire dropped back on her bed, pulling her hand out of her shorts and looked up at the ceiling with heavy breaths. Sunlight shone on her face, highlighting her dark hair and making it seem almost light brown. Her tan skin glistened with a thin layer of sweat despite the ceiling fan spinning on high. The video finally stopped and there was silence. How long had she been at it?

The knocking on her bedroom door finally reached her ears and she heard her son's voice from the other side. Her eyes widened and she sat up, heart racing not from ecstasy, but from panic. She had been at it for so long she lost all track of time! She dropped her earbuds and picked up her phone, glancing at the time. 11:44 AM, she wasn't late, not yet, but she was certainly pushing it.

"Shit, I'm up! Just getting changed!" She threw her sheets off her body and hopped out of bed. She wasted little time in getting changed, simply using a towel to dry herself off from her arousal. No time to shower, simply spray some perfume and she would be fine. She'd be sweating at the bar anyway.

Claire dressed herself in a tight red crop top that showed off a flat stomach and clung to a pair of C-cup sized breasts. Tight black spandex shorts and a pair of white tennis shoes finished the outfit, an outfit designed to show off her tight body and get the customers enticed.

"Mom, you're gonna be late! Are you okay?" Her son called out again, he sounded further away, no longer right outside the door this time. Claire darted towards her door, unlocked it and swung it open to see her son had moved to the bottom of the staircase and was standing in the foyer of their two-story house.

"I'm fine, Kevin." Claire answered with a calming smile. Kevin looked at Claire and shrugged. "How was it at Paul's last night?" Claire asked as she stepped down the stairs towards her son. Kevin shrugged.

"It was fine, we played some video games, ate too much pizza, I slept on the couch." Claire embraced her son, taking the time to give him a strong hug. Late or not, she would always take the time for her son.

"Good, enjoy it, you'll be gone and in college soon." She said after the hug. Kevin smiled and returned the hug.

"Mrs. Owens says hi." He said. Claire smiled and grabbed her purse, double checking that her keys were still inside before hanging it over her shoulder. Katie Owens, a woman in town that sat somewhere between acquaintance and annoying. Sure she was a nice lady, but the way she dressed and had all the teenage boys drooling after her always rubbed Claire the wrong way. Almost like she was intentionally flaunting her fake tits for their attention. Of course, like the good mother she was, she had noticed Katie had the same effect on her own son as well.

"Alright, I have to go to work. Working a double at the Union, it's the start of biker week." She ignored the disappointed huff that came from Kevin, knowing that he was about to complain about how much she had been working lately. "Food is in the fridge, I left some cash on the counter. If you go out, put gas in the car. Bye, love you."

"Love you too mom." Claire smiled at her son and stepped out the front door and into the sweltering Nevada heat. As she walked to the car, she realized it didn't matter if she had showered or not, she was already getting slick with sweat. She climbed into her car, turned the AC to full blast and backed out of her driveway.

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The Union wasn't the town's only bar, but it was certainly its most popular. It was Claire's favorite job by far, even if she was approaching the record for being the oldest employee there outside the actual owner, Jay. Unfortunately, it was only one of Claire's two jobs. During the week, she worked as a teller at the local bank. Friday nights through Saturday were dedicated to shifts at the Union. It left little time for anything other than work. Dating was out of the question, mainly due to not wanting to deal with anyone in this small Nevada town. Sex was definitely not on the table, partially because she knew how easily people got passed around in town, and she was not about to become another tally on a list. She had accepted that her fate now was that of a perpetually horny single mother who spent their free time satisfying her urges on her own.

Claire sped through town as fast as she could without seeming crazy and arrived at 12:03 PM.

"Only three minutes late, not bad." She praised herself with a smile as she parked the car in the alley where the rest of the employees parked. She climbed out and walked quickly through the back door of the bar. Already, it was packed. As expected.

"Oooh girl you're pushing it." A co-worker called out as Claire clocked in. Claire smiled and punched her card in.

"Sorry June, overslept a bit." Claire looked at her shift supervisor and spotted another woman beside her, a younger one that she had never seen before.

"Don't apologize, just don't want Jay to get on you. I'll fudge the time clock later for you. But for now, I want you to meet Selene." June nodded towards the new girl with her and Claire looked at her with a smile. "Selene, meet Claire, you'll be with her today. She's one of our best, so learn all you can."

Claire couldn't help but freeze up at the sight of Selene. She was breathtakingly gorgeous. Dark skin, big brown eyes, dark curly hair, and a shapely body that was accented by the tight jeans and t-shirt she wore. She was shorter than Claire, even in the heeled boots she wore, and something about her reminded Claire of the video she was just watching before coming (pun intended) to work. She was obviously younger, clearly college aged. But most importantly, she was someone new. Someone Claire had never seen before.

"Nice to meet you, Claire." Selene answered in an accent that sounded like she was from somewhere on the East Coast. Claire snapped out of her daze and shook Selene's outstretched hand.

"Pleasure's mine, Selene. You ready to get people drunk?" Selene laughed and nodded.

"Born ready."

"Good," Claire waved for Selene to follow and began walking towards the front end of the bar. "It's the start of biker week in town, so we're going to get busy real fast." Claire explained while scanning over the crowd already inside. The smell of alcohol and fried food filled the air. Music played just loud enough on the speakers to drown out the mix of voices from people talking to each other. "Have you ever served drinks before?"

"Yes ma'am, I worked at a bar near where my university was at." Good, at least she wasn't completely new. Claire nodded at Selene and moved towards a group of men standing at the bar waiting to be served.

"What can I get you?" She asked with a smile. The day began.

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Claire couldn't believe how lucky she had gotten today. Selene was far from an amateur, in fact she was skilled enough to even put Claire to shame. She was personable, incredibly flashy, and had an alluring way of keeping the customers coming. After about two hours, the pair were working one half of the bar like people who had been working together for hours. It helped that Selene was a new, and cute, face that made everyone at the bar want to get to know her. Especially the older men, some married, some just lecherous. Though Claire did feel a tad bit of jealousy as the day continued, seeing some of her mainstay customers move on to the new girl like Claire was just old news stung in a way that she couldn't quite explain.

"Claire, break time." June said from behind. Claire was in the middle of popping open a beer. She nodded at June and opened the bottle for her customer. She set the bottle down on the counter and nodded towards the man.

"On your tab?" She asked him. The man nodded and walked away. Claire smiled and glanced over at Selene. The girl was currently chatting with a biker while pouring him a shot of whiskey. She finished her pour with a flourish and slid the glass towards the man. "Selene!" Claire called out. Selene looked back and Claire nodded towards the back door. Selene got the message loud and clear and winked at the man in front of her.

"Enjoy your drink." She said with a soft touch to his shoulder.

The pair of women walked into the back alley of the bar and both let out a groan. Out of the air-conditioned bar and into the thick heat of Nevada.

"Fuck it is hot." Selene exclaimed as the door slammed shut behind them. Claire laughed and leaned against the brick wall, tucking herself into the one shaded spot she could find. On the street, the loud roar of Harley Davidsons rang through the air.

"Welcome to Nevada. I'm guessing you're new to town?" Claire asked, enjoying the stark difference in temperature between the shade and the sun. Selene leaned against the wall and quickly pushed herself off, the heat doing the brick zero favors.

"Yes ma'am. I arrived a week ago." She answered. Claire smiled and glanced over at Selene.

"You don't have to call me ma'am. Makes me feel too old."

"Sorry, Claire, just a habit." Selene giggled and they looked at each other for a moment, eyes locking.

"You know, I'm surprised at how well you fit in." Claire said, breaking up the silence. "You said you worked during college?" Selene nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, my last year there. I realized I liked serving people and decided to make a career out of it if I can." Claire nodded as Selene explained then stepped to the side.

"You can stand in the shade if you want. I don't want to hog it from you." Selene smiled at her and moved to where Claire had just been standing. She let out a moan of content that sent a shiver down Claire's spine.

"This feels good." Selene sighed.

"Just wait until the night comes then." Claire said with a chuckle.

"Oh fuck yeah." Selene looked over at Claire. "The nights here are beautiful, so much better than the nights back east."

"Yeah? Where's home for you?"

"Pittsburgh." There was a pause and Claire nodded slowly. She had never even left the state. Circumstances simply didn't allow it, though she had thought about what she would do once Kevin went away for college.

"Big change, what brought you all the way over here?" She asked, breaking the silence. Selene shrugged in response.

"Just kinda... looking for something new?" She answered, unsure if that was truly the answer or not. Claire picked up on it, but decided that was a thread best left not pulled on. Everyone had a history, and Claire was the last one to judge anyone. "Wanna switch?" Selene asked, nodding at their shaded spot.

"Sure." Claire answered, wiping sweat from her brow. They switched spots again and Claire let out a sigh. She looked at her car parked across the small parking lot and groaned. "I'm an idiot. We could have just sat in my car." Selene laughed.

"I guess we'll use it on our next break."

"Yeah, it'll be awhile though."

"That's fine with me." More motorcycles roared past them on the street and they both glanced out in their direction.

"You're good in there, you okay with keeping it how we've been working?" Claire asked.

"Sure, on one condition." Claire frowned in confusion and tilted her head to the side. Selene smiled and pointed at Claire's stomach. "What gym do you go to? I'm jealous."

Claire felt her cheeks flush hot, hotter than they already were. It had been too long since someone had complimented her body, she had forgotten what it felt like to hear praise like that.

"Oh, girl, you've got me beat." She answered. Selene let out a laugh and lifted up her shirt, revealing a tiny bit of a pudgy stomach that made Claire's core heat up with sudden lust.

"Please. I can't get rid of this and it's bugging me." Claire laughed and shook her head. "Seriously, what's your secret?"

"I stay on my feet?" Claire laughed. Selene returned the laugh and lowered her shirt, causing Claire to thank her silently.

"Alright then, keep your secrets." She said with a giggle. "I'll pry them out of you somehow. Are you ready to go back in? Those tips aren't going to wait for us." Claire smiled and nodded. Selene turned back and walked back into the building. Claire hung back, realizing that she was checking the younger girl out as she walked.

"Get it together, Claire. She's barely older than your son."

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Their shift continued in much the same way. People came, ordered drinks and food, flirted and left tips. Claire had mastered toeing the line between flirting and being social long ago, it helped keep her tips up without putting ideas in people's heads. Selene, on the other hand, was a downright tease. Claire noticed how easily she flirted with the men and women that approached her, finding something to compliment, or bat her eyes whenever a compliment was launched her way. Once again, Claire felt that pang of jealousy. But this time it was towards the men and women Selene was dealing with. Claire simply wanted the flirts from Selene to come her way instead. It had been too long since anyone got her going, and that little bit of skin she had seen had Claire feeling like a hormonal teenager going through puberty once again.

She enjoyed it.

And it scared her that she enjoyed it.

There were rules against flings with co-workers for a reason. The same reason why you didn't have flings with your customers if you worked as a bartender. There was always going to be drama, and when things like tips get into the mix? Well people have been killed over money. Claire was no killer, the only thing she ever killed was her vibrator after using it too much. But she didn't even want to put herself in a situation where drama affected her work.

But Selene was downright gorgeous, and she yearned for a taste. She yearned for a taste of this woman over ten years younger than her like a kid yearned for a taste of candy. Watching Selene work, Claire couldn't help but replay the video from earlier in her head, but this time she was the older woman getting plowed and Selene was the one making her gush. She felt her panties dampen as her own sex gushed at the lewd thoughts plaguing the woman and Claire bit back a moan. All because of one little flash of skin. Dark chocolate skin that looked so damn delicious.

"Hey girl, break time." Another co-worker called out. Claire was thankful that she had been pulled from her trance and smiled at the woman. It was after 5, the night shift workers were pulling in, which meant the night was about to get even more busy. Claire nodded and left without a word, walking out back and taking in a deep breath of the air that was finally beginning to cool down.

Though it was summer time, and the sun was still a couple of hours from setting, the difference in temperature was already noticeable. Claire sauntered towards her car and climbed in, not for the AC, but for a moment of solitude. She turned on the car, turned up the radio, and closed her eyes. Images of Selene suddenly flashed in front of her. The way her skin glistened, the way her jeans hugged her tight ass, the way her shirt hugged her breasts so tight she could see her nipples poking through. Her voice, her mannerisms, the new girl seemed manufactured to ooze sex appeal and Claire felt her lonely loins longing for her.

A knock on the window caused Claire to jump up in her seat and swear. Opening her eyes, she spotted Selene right outside her door.

"Hey girl, thought you left me for a minute." She said from the outside. "Mind if I come in?" Claire nodded for her to enter and Selene walked around to the passenger side of the car and sat down inside.

"Sorry about that, I needed to get out of there."

"Oh it's fine." Selene looked around the car and then ended her gaze on Claire. "I was in the zone there for a bit, I just didn't realize it was break time." She chuckled and glanced over Claire's body once again. "Man... you must have a really happy husband Claire."

"Uh... what?" Claire stammered, once again feeling the heat rise in her cheeks.

"I'm just saying, you have a smoking body!"

"I don't have a husband." Claire answered with a sheepish smile. She shook her head and held up both hands, revealing the lack of a ring, nor even a tan line of a ring that may have once been on her finger. Selene covered her mouth in surprise.

"Surely you have a boyfriend? Girlfriend? Somebody at home waiting for you at home?"

"Nope, just a son that's about to go off to college." Selene gasped and Claire laughed.

"Get out!" The younger exclaimed.

"No, it's my car."

"No seriously. You don't have a son old enough to go to college. I had you pegged you for like, 29, max." Claire shook her head and smiled at the compliments.

"Sorry to disappoint?" She remarked. "I had Kevin when I was just a senior in high school."

"Wow. And where's the dad?" Claire shrugged, trying but failing to hide her wince at the mention of Kevin's dad. Selene picked up on it and placed a well manicured hand on Claire's shoulder. "Sorry, I didn't mean to pry." She stated. "I just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to get you in trouble when I asked you to hang after we close." Claire laughed and shook her head.

"Oh no, my son is good and grown." She paused as she thought about Kevin for a moment. She knew he worried about how much she worked, even if he never verbally expressed it. She knew her son's thoughts, could read him like a book. But how else was she to provide for him? Then her thoughts shifted to the hand on her arm. Selene had never taken her hand off Claire, and Claire just realized the woman had lowered it down to her forearm. She fought back a shiver and shook her head.

"Besides, I don't really... hang." She added slowly, trying not to think about Selene's hands touching her in other places. Trying but failing. "I'm just a boring old lady." It was Selene's turn to laugh.

"First of all, fuck you."

Yes please.

"You're not old." Selene continued. "And let me guess, you work too much. No free time. Always too tired."

"Pretty much it, yeah." Claire confirmed with an embarrassed smile at how well Selene was able to read her.

"Yeah, that's bullshit. I've heard all the excuses in the world." Selene and Claire locked eyes and Selene's hand moved lower, brushing over Claire's exposed thigh and giving the older woman goosebumps. This time she couldn't hold back the shiver, subtle as it was. "Everybody needs to unwind and release, especially a lady like you."

Like me? It was another compliment that caused Claire to blush. She looked around the employee parking lot, spotting the familiar cars of her co-workers. In fact, they were all familiar.

"You just need a ride back home don't you?" She asked with a smile.

"Guilty." Selene responded. "My brother's going to be out all night with his biker buddies and I don't want to walk home alone. But all that wasn't me trying to butter you up." Her fingertips grazed Claire's skin and her breath hitched. This was all on purpose now.

"Okay, fine. You've convinced me." Selene clapped her hands together and squeald with excitement.

"Great. You ready to get back to work?"

"Yeah, I'll meet you inside." Claire watched as Selene climbed out of the car and swayed her back into the bar. She remained behind, her panties a soaking mess. Part of her wanted to see if she could rub one out right then there. But then the thought of working with cum-soaked panties was a nightmare. No, she'd just have to wait until she got home. Unless...?

"Back to work, Claire." She pushed away the mischievous thought forming in her head and turned off her car.

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The rest of the shift was long, and arduous. Not because of how busy the bar became as the night went on, but because Selene had invaded every thought Claire had. Every chance she had, Claire was looking over at the younger woman, admiring her body in secret. It had almost become a distraction. Almost. Thankfully, it was a Saturday night and things were too busy for Claire to get too distracted. Music played, drinks were poured, and the money continued to roll in.

There were no real breaks for the rest of the night, only short pauses to eat in the backroom or use the restroom while the other bartenders covered. The actual shift was a blur for Claire, as it usually was whenever she found herself in a groove. Then finally it was last call, which meant their work was nearly done. But more importantly, it meant Claire was about to have some alone time with Selene.

She couldn't for the life of her understand why she wanted this so badly. Maybe it was because she was new? Or perhaps it was because Selene seemed genuine? Or maybe, just maybe, Claire was simply just too horny and lonely and simply wanted to feel someone else for a change. Of course there was always the chance that Selene simply just wanted to hang out in a platonic way and that Claire was overthinking things. But then Selene would find some reason to touch Claire and it sent the single mother back into overdrive once again.

By 1:15 AM, the bar was cleared of customers and it was time to clean up.

"So, still up for that night cap?" Selene asked as she and Claire walked outside. The heat had gone with the sun, giving way to a much cooler and more bearable temperature finally. Claire paused as she pondered the question. Part of her wanted to back out, to simply drop Selene off and go home. It would have been the smart decision, go home and just get herself off in her own bed.

"Yeah, sure." Claire had already made her mind up. Tonight was either going to end up great, or she was about to show she was simply just a good co-worker who dropped Selene off. It was a coin flip, but Claire hoped for the best and the look in Selene's eye hinted at more than just drinks.

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Selene lived in the small apartment complex 15 minutes away from the Union. Claire looked around nervously as she parked, she knew some of the people that lived here. All it took in this small town was for the wrong person to see her and she was the talk of the town, something Claire absolutely did not want.

"My brother is still out." Selene announced, placing a hand on Claire's arm. Claire snapped out of her paranoid thoughts and looked over at the young woman in her passenger seat. "Probably out with some floozy." Claire laughed, this town had a lot of them.

"What's your brother's name?" She asked as the pair of them stepped out of the car.

"Shane, we're twins. He's the reason I even moved out here to Secrit Vale." Claire nodded as she followed Selene into her building. If Shane was anything like his sister, he was probably in fact with some random chick. The town had plenty of girls that loved outsiders and treated them like exotic animals. A pang of guilt coursed through Claire as she realized she was doing something similar with Selene.

"Well, there won't be too many places he can be at." She responded. Selene shrugged and took Claire's hand with her own. She guided Claire up two floors and stopped in front of her door.

"I'm not too worried, he's a grown ass man." Selene opened the door and Claire let out a chuckle as they stepped inside.

Selene lived in a small, two bedroom apartment. The living room was rather spacious however, with an open concept that bled seamlessly into a small kitchen on one side. On the wall opposite the kitchen was a sliding door that opened into a small patio. On the far side of the room was a tiny hallway that led to two separate bedrooms and the single bathroom.

"Nice." Claire complimented as Selene closed the door behind them. Claire set her purse down and watched as Selene entered the kitchen.

"It's alright, sucks sharing a bathroom but... I'll get my own place soon." Claire heard the sound of a bottle clinking against glass and watched as Selene walked out with a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses. She motioned towards the couch and sat down.

"So, first day at the Union. Thoughts?" Claire asked as she glanced up at the woman. Selene poured two shots and sat down on the couch before handing Claire one.

"I like it. Good vibes, hot coworkers, good tips." Selene giggled and raised her glass. "Seriously, thanks for being a good one Claire, you definitely helped make the day." Claire smiled, feeling another blush come up.

"It was my pleasure." She answered.

"It will be." Selene was quick with the words, and kept it low, just barely above a whisper. But Claire heard it anyway and smiled before downing her shot. Selene followed suit and quickly poured them another round.

"I have to admit," Claire started after taking the second round of shots. "I haven't really done anything like this in a really long time." Selene quickly poured them another round of shots and leaned back on the couch, kicking off her shoes as she looked at Claire.

"What? Hang out with a girl ten years younger than you?" She joked. "Or drink?"

"Both." Claire said with a laugh. "Well, you're the first time I've hung out with someone younger than me." Selene downed her shot and let out a giggle.

"Well, I'm honored to be your first." She said with a wink. Claire smiled and downed her drink.

Three shots in quick succession would have anyone feeling something, and Claire was no different. Setting her glass down, she let out a relaxed sigh and leaned her head back on the couch. The whiskey was doing its job, calming her nerves and washing away the paranoia of being spotted. She looked over at Selene and they once again locked eyes. There was a long moment of silence, the comfortable kind that made Claire relax even more.

"Can I be real for a second?" Selene asked, breaking the silence. Claire smiled and nodded.

"Please do."

"I didn't ask you here just to drink." Claire looked into Selene's eyes and saw a shimmer, a hint of something else. It looked a lot like lust.

"I didn't come here for just a drink." Claire responded softly. There was a pause as the pair looked at each other.

In a flash, Selene closed the distance between them on the couch, pressing her lips into Claire's. Claire returned the kiss, shifting on the couch to let Selene lean against her. The women kissed hard, passionately, tasting the alcohol on each other as their tongues fought for dominance. A moan escaped Claire's throat as she savored Selene's thick lips on hers. The younger woman tasted sweet, even with the alcohol on them. Her hands ran along Selene's curvy body, feeling her smooth skin before coming to a stop at her round butt.

The kissing continued, tongues tasting each other. Selene ran her hands down Claire's tight body, stopping at the waist band of her spandex shorts. Claire shifted, her lust causing her body to move on its own. Selene giggled in between kisses and slowly slid down off the couch and onto her knees. She turned Claire to face her, and ran her tongue down the older woman's stomach. Claire moaned and let out a sigh as her body tingled with pleasure. Selene hooked her thumbs into Claire's shorts and tugged.

"Wait, Selene..." Claire gasped softly. They paused and Selene looked up at Claire. "I haven't washed up yet... we should..."

"Claire," Selene interrupted. "You're beautiful, and I want to taste you." The words brought butterflies to her stomach and Claire sighed blissfully. She nodded at the woman on her knees in front of her and smiled as Selene began pulling down her shorts. Her thighs spread slowly, revealing folds glistening with sweat and arousal. A small strip of trimmed hair adorned her sex. Her bud lay bare for Selene to see, and Selene moaned hungrily before flicking out her tongue.

A bolt of electric bliss shot up Claire's body as she felt another person's tongue on her clit for the first time in over a year. She moaned, her mouth open, as Selene continued to lick her. Selene moaned at the taste, the combination of sweat and arousal mixing on her tongue to form a cocktail better than any drink she could have ever mixed at the bar. Selene gripped Claire by the waist tightly, pulling Claire into her face and sticking her tongue into her folds.

"Oh god..." Claire moaned as more pleasure coursed through her body. Her hips moved all on their own, working to get more out of Selene's expert tongue. Selene continued to lick the older woman, savoring the taste. Claire could feel her sex grow wetter by the second, her juices flowing freely for Selene.

"You taste so good, Claire." Selene whispered in between licks. Claire moaned more, her hands reached out to grab something, anything, and gripped the couch cushions tightly. That familiar tingle was beginning to rise up, causing her toes to curl. Selene continued her licks, sucking Claire's clit into her mouth and twirling her tongue around it.

"Selene I'm..." Her climax was rising, causing Claire to moan instead of speak. Selene seemingly nodded as she kept up her work. She wanted Claire to cum, to know that her trained tongue was still capable of intense pleasure.

The tingle grew more intense and Claire opened her eyes. She was close to the edge now, her juices sliding down her thighs, only to be quickly lapped up by Selene like she was a thirsty dog before she went back to licking Claire's lips. Her tongue brought Claire closer and closer to the edge. Then finally...

She crossed over.

Claire cried out in pure bliss as her orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave. It coursed through her toes, then through her stomach, before finally hitting her core. Her juices sprayed out, catching Selene off guard as she soaked her face. Selene moaned with triumph and Claire felt her body stiffen up. She was floating, or so it felt, the tingling of ecstasy filling her entire body.

The seconds passed as the wave died down. Claire let out a deep breath and opened her eyes, releasing her grip on the couch. She looked down, smiling at the sight of Selene's big brown eyes staring up at her with pride. Her face was glistening, Claire's cum coating it.

"Oh shit, sorry." She said breathlessly. Selene shook her head.

"Never apologize." She responded. "I love that you squirt, and I want more already." Selene kissed Claire's thighs and moaned. Claire looked down at the woman and brought her hands to pull her up.

"It's my turn." She said. Selene giggled at the words and kissed Claire on the lips. Claire could smell her juices on Selene's face, taste herself on her lips.

"Lay down on your back." Selene commanded.

Claire obeyed, turning sideways on the couch and laying down on her back. Beside her, Selene quickly undressed completely. Claire's view of the ceiling was quickly replaced by Selene's naked body. Selene flung one leg over Claire's face, revealing her pink pussy for the woman, completely bare and already dripping. Claire smiled at the sight and opened her mouth as Selene lowered herself down. The smell of Selene's sweet sex flooded her nostrils and her senses. Selene lowered herself down completely and spread Claire's legs to access her sex at the same time.

Claire stuck her tongue out and tasted Selene. They both moaned and Claire continued licking. Selene tasted sweet, an ambrosia that Claire had been missing for so, so long. Selene shuddered at the touch of the older woman's tongue on her folds. Moaning, Selene leaned down and buried her head once again in between Claire's thighs. The two women lay on the couch, an intertwined blob of limbs, heads buried in between thighs as their tongues tasted each other. Moans filled the silence as their licks soon became unified. Claire licked up, Selene licked down. They both feasted.

Claire lifted a hand and prodded Selene's sex. She stuck one finger in, watching as Selene's body sucked it in hungrily, and curved it upward. Her pad found the spot she was searching for easily and Claire expertly massaged it. It may have been years since she was last with a woman, but she had been experimenting since high school. The years of experience the woman had was guiding her actions. Like an athlete, or a musician, muscle memory had taken over and Claire worked to make Selene feel good like she had done to so many women before.

Selene followed suit, moaning on Claire's clit and sticking a finger in. Claire gasped at the intrusion, her tight walls gripping Selene's finger like a vice. A second finger pushed itself in and Claire let out a whimper of pleasure that would have been embarrassing any other time. Selene rapidly began fingering the woman beneath her, her tongue working Claire's clit with fervor. At the same time, Claire continued to lick and finger Selene, lapping up the juices that dripped from the woman.

An orgasm was fast approaching, a first one for Selene, and another one for Claire.

"Fuck me, Selene." Claire moaned out in between licks of Selene's clit. Selene giggled almost sadistically and fingered Claire harder. Claire moaned louder against Selene's clit.

"Cum for me, Claire." Selene commanded, sensing her own orgasm growing close. "I want you to squirt all over for me."

The words forced Claire to eat Selene even more. She moaned, her toes curled and and continued massaging Selene's g-spot. Selene moaned loudly, pistoning her fingers in and out of the woman's sex.

"Yes, Claire!"

"Selene, yes!"

They both teetered over the edge.

Selene yelled out as she came, her pussy clamping down on Claire's finger like a flytrap. At the same time, Claire screamed out her bliss as more of her juices shot out over Selene's fingers. Their bodies tensed as they rode their combined wave of pleasure to its end. The wave ended and they both relaxed at the same time, their bodies and minds connected. Claire laid her head back on the couch and giggled. Selene relaxed her own head on Claire's thigh, breathing heavily.

"I think I made a mess on your couch." She giggled. Selene giggled in response and slowly moved so that she was face to face with Claire.

"It's so hot." She smiled and kissed Claire on the lips.

"Wait," Claire started, breaking the kiss. "Selene we're coworkers. I don't make it a habit of hooking up with people I work with."

"Okay?" Selene squinted in confusion. "I won't tell, if you won't." She smirked, already knowing where Claire was going. She understood the trepidation the older woman was having. On the job hookups were always messy, and working at a bar only made it a bit messier. But this was a secret Selene was going to take to the grave, or as long as Claire could keep it.

"That's... I just don't want people to think..."

"That you're some lesbian whore who hook ups with people ten years younger than her?" Selene giggled. Claire smiled and rolled her eyes.

"This town, it's not backwards, but the people here are judgey and like to spread rumors whenever they get the chance. If the girls at the bar hear about this."

"Relax." Selene placed a cum-soaked finger on Claire's lips. "Just relax and be with me tonight." Claire smiled and playfully bit Selene's finger. A night enjoying the pleasure that only someone else could provide? It had been too long.

"Okay."