Into the Shadows (Sarah & Linda)

Chere caught a brief glimpse of herself as she walked almost in step beside her husband. Her arm looped through his demurely as they walked up the plush, red carpet that covered the steps of the receiving hall of the Grand Palace in Bangkok, Thailand. Inside, Chere was not only excited to be in such a regal and elegant building that carried so much Royal history, but also the fact that she, an American girl from a mid-western United States had found herself in such a spectacular place and would be meeting so many powerful people still dazzled her. Bradley had lived next door to her family and she had grown up with him her whole life. She had to admit that he had always just been a friend, the nerdy kid that had always followed her around, mostly annoying her most of her life. Chere had never dreamed that she would one day, eventually find that she had fallen in love with him and even more so, she surprised herself when she had agreed to his proposal of marriage when there were better looking and what many would say, better suitors for the red haired beauty she had become. She had been raised in a community with strict morals and Chere had been taught that when one married, they married for life and it was completely expected that one would marry, have kids, grandkids, then grow old with the one they chose and for Chere, there was no other way, no other lifestyle that even had vaguely ever crossed her mind. As with all married couples, they had their disagreements and having always been very strong willed and considered very hard headed, Chere had learned to come to some type of agreement with Brad on most issues without what she considered to be selling her soul or giving up her principles. Either way, the thought of straying from her marriage vows had never even been a thought or consideration that had entered or crossed her mind.

Quickly, her eyes scanned her image that reflected in the gold hue of one of the plate glass windows as they passed. She had been careful to select just the right shoes so as to not make her appear to be taller than her husband since she did not want to cause anything that might cause him embarrassment. She noted the snug, but not too tight, long black gown and how it sparkled as it flowed down over the rise of her tear dropped shaped breasts and curved into her shapely figure and then flowed over the swell of her hips down to her ankles. The straps of the black evening dress tapered up along the sides from the deep, scooped low to the of waist of her bare back, sliding upwards to loop over shoulders, then down over each of her breasts, allowing a nice deep V that stopped just above her navel and gave just a hint of the round edges of each breast to peak out from both sides of the deep V. Her eyes flickered to the small, almost clear plastic tie that held the V together, she had to admit that the dress at first had left her feeling a bit over exposed being that she was more conservative with her clothing, but she had reluctantly agreed to wear the dress at Bradley's urging. Light flickered off the dangly diamond ear rings and diamond choker that fit snugly around her elegant neck and as she walked, she could catch just a glimpse of the small diamond ankle bracelet that would flash from time to time as the slit up along her left leg that ended high on her thigh opened just enough to give a teasing glimpse of the long tanned leg with each step. She was pleased that the lighting of the palace highlighted the red tint of her hair, seemingly to cause appear more flaming red than normal. Quickly, she gave her husband's arm a quick emotional squeeze of excitement which caused him to only briefly glance at her, a smile appreciation and pride briefly crossing his lips as he nodded and shook hands with several dignitaries while stepping into the ornately tiled floor of the hall.

Smiling, she followed her husbands' lead and made small talk as they circulated with the rest of the guests, completely oblivious to her environment and the glances she was receiving as he finally led her to an elegant serving table complete with a bar. Turning to face her, he leaned over and nuzzled his face in the red h air over her ear. "..I must go meet with our benefactor, you will be fine here, just mingle, look lovely and be yourself...remember, we represent the company and this contract is very important so wow them as you always do.." Nodding, Chere lifted her cheek for the small peck of a kiss he placed there before he slipped from her arm and disappeared into the crowd. Standing still for just a bit, she let her eyes scan the crowd and the room, not quite happy she had seemingly been dumped in a strange place...even for a just a small amount of time to fend for herself. Turning, she lifted her slim hand and motioned to the bartender indicating a bottle of red wine behind him. after her attempts to explain the drink she wanted seemingly failed to make him understand. It was frustrating to her to not be able to speak the Thai language, but she reminded herself to be patient, a smile once again spreading on light orange lipstick covered lips, as he once again misunderstood her motion and reached for the bottle of champaign for the second time....

Linda scanned the room for a while looking around for someone to chat with. She was over these fake parties mixing with the so called Thai elite. All they could talk about was their shopping trips and the fascination she had for these gatherings had rapidly diminished after they became a weekly episode. She had been in Bangkok for just over a year now and the novelty had worn off quickly. Her husband had implored that she behave and not be insulting to anyone and she promised she would if she could make another trip back home to Miami soon.

She saw her husband, Ronald's assistant, Brad come in to the party with his wife. She had met Brad a couple of times during his trips before her had actually moved to Bangkok but knew that he was to move soon with his wife. And was that his wife with him? 'Wow' she thought, smiling a little to herself as she seemed pleased. She was definitely quite a catch for Brad who was almost bookish in his appearance. She had flirted with him when he was over the last time, and giggled at his awkward reaction to it.

Ronald left her side as he saw Brad and she waved at him as he looked in her direction, giving him a little wink and a thumbs up while pointing at his wife who was headed to the bar. Linda saw them walk away and decided to walk to the bar herself where she stood back for a moment and admired how the young lady was dressed impeccably. She smirked thinking how excited the newbie must be and watched as she struggled to order a drink. Linda was 5'8", taller than her husband and she was wearing 4 inch black loubotins pumps. Her dress was a red tube dress which came down to just above her knees. She didn't care to do gowns anymore and Ronald couldn't really convince her but she made sure she still looked classy with a little matching ruby pendant and earrings. Her straight blonde hair was pulled back straight and rather muted but elegant. She had quite a bit of make up on, foundation, light eye shadow and a bright red lipstick perhaps an indication that she was a little bother by the recent appearance of a few wrinkles on her otherwise flawless face.

She walked closer and leaned in, taking the champagne saying "I'll take that" before indicating in her broken Thai that the lady next to her wanted red wine. She turned and said "You must be Brad's wife?" smiling and giving her the elevator scan.

Concentrating on trying to make her wishes known to the the bartender, her back turned to the throng of people just behind her, Chere did not hear the woman walk up behind
her until she heard the almost musical intonation of the Thai language to the bartender....., “เราสามารถมีสองแก้วไวน์แดงของคุณดีที่ด้านหลังของคุณโปรด?” who, even though he had smiling patiently at her in her futile attempts to communicate, suddenly nodded in recognition and reached upwards to the shelf behind him for the bottle.

Chere unconsciously took a single step back at the unconscious realization the woman had invaded her personal space and as with most people, she had, without realizing it, had sought to restore her zone of safety. Automatically, her disarming smile flashed at the woman as her eyes settled at first, onto the face of the lovely woman, then, once again in an unconscious realization, swept quickly down the woman's body, hesitating on the smooth skin glowing between in the cleavage between her breasts, before moving to the woman's feet and returning in a almost a single sweep back to the woman's face. "...why...why.......thank you....".... her face taking on a light blush ...". ..I do wish I had taken more language classes in school..." her words stopped by the glass of wine that suddenly appeared on the counter in front of her. With a light almost unnoticeable sigh of relief...Chere was glad the bartender had intervened to give her a chance to compose herself... "...Yes...please..." she moved just a bit to allow the woman to slip between the crowd of bodies that surrounded them, her slight movement offering just a brief glance of toned, and tan left thigh as the long slit that ran down the length of her dress gapped just briefly before closing as if teasingly only offering a hint of the long legs hidden underneath... "...Please.....do...join me...." Chere indicated a seat next at the bar next to the one she was just about to position herself on.

Linda laughed waving her hand dismissively at the young lady's suggestion that she should have taken more language courses. "You just have to know how to order a drink" she said, placing a hand casually on the lady's waist, as if to steady her, as she tried to move away from the bar. "And where the bathroom is. Two essentials every woman needs" she added with a smile and a wink.

The little glimpse of skin that was offered when they moved away from the bar wasn't lost on Linda and neither was the quick scan she got when she first approached her. Linda seemed sufficiently pleased with both, and amused by the newbie nervousness that was being shown. The gown was quite stunning both from the amount of skin that was being shown though somehow remaining tasteful. Linda felt little pangs of jealousy at how this woman, younger than her was deservedly getting a lot of visual attention. She almost wished she had taken some more time to doll herself up though the cleavage that she was showing was enough to intrigue a few of what lay behind the fabric. Linda knew that most men in Thailand were breast obsessed and the outline of her heavy 36 D breasts with that cleavage guaranteed her a fair share of stares.  She followed to where her new acquaintance was pointing to, her hand falling off the waist almost as casually as it situated itself there. It had of course been there just to guide her, to steady her. 

As Linda settled into the chair quickly, adjusting her dress while she did, she watched for her to seat herself knowing that that slit would work it's magic again and she was more prepared this time. Grinning, she said "I'm Linda" and held her champagne tulip up to clink glasses.

Crossing her lips demurely, the smile accentuated the natural beauty of Chere's skin as she nodded in agreement to the woman's comment about the necessitates every lady needed... a light chuckle escaping her lips as an unknown thought appeared pass behind her hazel eyes....”..bathrooms...yes...a very much needed necessity but also that is also quite another adventure in a land of adventures..especially if you get away from the tourist hotels which tend to be more Europeanized....” leaning in to lower her voice in the crowded area and even more crowded room, Chere did not notice her right breast pushed against the other woman's arm causing the soft flesh inside her bra cup to push back and flatten a bit against her ribs. “...I still have troubles deciding the best way to use the open holes in the floor and then the water hose... I mean...to clean it all down... “ her voice tapered off to leave the thought and picture hanging in mind of the woman as she straightened back up, her mound sliding off of the woman's arm.

Chere's giggled again, and paid little attention to the hand that slid onto her waist and guided her through the crowd towards a table where she took a seat and waited on Chere to situate herself. Glancing around the room one more time to see if by chance her husband was going to at least give her any semblance of thought and upon not seeing him anywhere. Because of the noise in the room, she chose a chair just to the woman's right, slid it out from under the table. Leaning forward as she worked position the chair, the bands of her dress slipped open to give an full view of the soft flesh of her tear drop shaped breasts swung gently as the straps loosened the cups of her low cut bra and in doing so allowed a clear view of the top half large brown aureoles, the nipples having just caught on the edge of the top of the bra cup. Raising back up, the cups and her dress immediately closed up again to behave itself once again.

Pulling herself closer to the table, Chere reached up and ran her hand through her shoulder length red hair and shifted in her seat which caused that ran up the side of her left leg to widen as the top half of the dress pulled away to again to expose the skin of her muscular thigh halfway up her shapely hips...

Extending her hand, “...so nice to meet you Linda....I am Chere” a wide smile crossing her lips...”...so tell me...what brings you to this wonderful place..” leaning over a bit, her breasts pushed up against the edge of the table forcing the them to push upwards, the large rounded sides of the mounds oozing out the sides of the deep cleavage. “... filled with experiences and even a bit of naughtiness..” a slight blush crossing her face once again before she straightened back up and quickly reached for her drink to take a quick sip as if she had just made a social blunder..and was concerned what the stranger would think of her brashness..

Linda felt the young woman brush up against her almost as casually as her own hand had positioned itself on her waist. She was young, Linda concluded, thinking that they're usually rather 'touchy feely' as a sort of subconscious reaction to new situations to relax themselves and feel some confidence. If that was indeed the case, Linda knew she would have fun with this one and smirked to herself as they had walked over. Her mention of the toilets and the hose made her raise an eyebrow though, a bit unsure of how to react at the information but put it down to a youngster trying to fit in by being funny.

She had perched herself on the banquette rather quickly, having just had to position her own butt and not having to attempt to reposition the chair like her new friend was, nor did she have to deal with an elaborate gown. She sat waiting and watching and she wasn't disappointed. What she had expected was some show of inner thighs maybe had turned into something much more elaborate as she watched the little battle with the chair, complete with the display of the contents of her bra. The leg show did follow and while the breast show was surprising, this one was expected and Linda smiled, pleased when things went the way she expected them.

"Nice to meet you, Chere" she said, sipping her champagne and smiled at her question. "My husband works with yours and I wish that there was really something naughty about this place" she said and winked, trying to put the suddenly nervous girl at ease. "So....Chere" she said, pausing as she let the sound of her name linger. "Is that French?" she asked as she crossed her legs, exposing a little bit of her lower thigh on the leg that was on top. She leaned in, letting one of her breasts rest on the table while the other pressed against the edge and said in a whisper with a playful smile "Maybe that's why you're so interested in naughty things"

At the mention of being French and the connection of her name might be linked to her comment on naugthy things, a light blush crossed her face and Chere's eyes darted downward only to come to rest on the woman's large mound rested on the table which deepened the blush a bit more since she did not want the woman to think she was suggesting that Linda was naughty but caused Chere to moved her eyes and glanced even further downward where they came to rest on the tanned thigh.

Quickly, sitting back in her chair, she rolled her eyes up to the ceiling... her voice a bit higher than it had been...”.. wow...it seems a bit warm in here..” she mumbled before she gathered herself and brought her eyes to look straight into those of the other woman, avoiding all glances that might press the comfortableness of her earlier comment.

“My mother was French, my father was Russian... hence my maiden name... Chere Sukov.. and ..how...about you....Linda?” she said matter of factly concentrating on keeping her voice level and normal, a slight look of a delayed thought crossed her mind.....”..your husband?...works with mine?.. “ a look crossing her face that indicated her brain was processing the information after the unfortunate comment... the only one that her husband mentioned was also attending was Randy...or Ron...Ronald...that was it and per what he had told her, he was considered a very strong competitor for the new project in Southeast Asia and .. her brow furrowed some...he mentioned that that Ron thought he was a ladies man and was known around the office as supposedly free wheeling swinger.

Her distant look disappeared as the focus came back into her eyes...and she smiled innocently...” oh, how nice, what is his name, my husband as talked some about his work place..” imperceptibly she seemed to tense a bit as she waited for the response.

Watching Chere doing the little dance with her eyes made Linda smile just a bit. Her eyes had  moved quickly over her body before looking up in what probably was a nervous reaction. Linda leaned back herself, looking around the room while Chere looked up, before turning her attention back to her and agreed "It sure is" moving her hand in front of her face with that same half smile.

She listened to Chere as she spoke, her words clearly moving with her thoughts and bounced from her parents to Linda's husband. "His name is Ronald" she said, "He's Brad's boss" she added not to necessarily act superior to the girl but knowing that she was new, she assumed that she probably wasn't familiar with too many of Brad's colleagues' names. While she let her digest the possible slight shift in dynamic, Linda began her own life story. "I was born in Cleveland but consider Florida home. We have a house in Miami"  she said "And my parents are boring midwesterners though we have lived a few different places so I could speak a bit of Russian to you, Ms Sukov" she said, winking. Leaning in again and lowering her voice to a whisper she said "I could order us drinks in Moscow though I have forgotten what the word for bathroom is" she said before leaning back again and giggling. 

Linda looked up to see both their husbands visible on the other end of the room, busy in conversation with a couple of petite Thai girls. She took another sip of her champagne, adjusting her dress a little before she leaned back, letting out a sigh, her breasts quite visibly heaving while she did before looking back at Chere. "So gathering by your dress, I assume this is your first party?" she asked, taking the moment to quite blatantly check her out again, pausing to let Chere know that she was looking at the detail of her slit and the cleavage before settling on her eyes again.

“Oh....” her voice trailed off, a thoughtful look crossing her face as she processed the new information before the smile returned to her lips...”...well ...that...” the words coming slowly as her thoughts ran back over their conversation to date to see if she could remember any fauxpas she might have made. “..is......er ...wonderful” her eyes brightening up once the realization crossed her mind that she indeed had not made any serious blunders.

Chere listened quietly to Linda as she shared about her background. Her fingers pressingon a small bamboo stick delivered with her drink and she kept her eyes strictly focused on Linda's eyes as she slowly turned the piece of bamboo in her drink.

Strange, Chere thought as she could not understand why or what about this woman caused an unsettling stir deep inside her. Normally, Jennifer was always in control, very assured of herself, but here and now, she felt unsettled and somehow felt a bit, what was the words she was looking for, undressed as the woman's eyes, obviously with intent, worked their way down the gapping in her dress as if stroking the rise of the side of her breasts that peaked from either edge of her gown. A thought of maybe she should have been a little more discrete with her choice of clothing, but Brad had insisted she wear the dress and almost had become sullen when she had raised any concerns. With all the thoughts and feelings swirled in her mind and emotions, Jennifer realized that she had expected a boring evening but instead had found herself sitting and talking with Linda and considering they had just met and she barely knew the woman, Jennifer unconsciously, her free hand slid down and tugged the unruly dress to close the slit the best she could while she fought the urge to reach up and pull the edges of her dress over the swells of her exposed skin.

When Linda finished, Chere smiled and nodded....”..I am afraid I dont know very much Russian..” she appeared to be almost a bit embarrassed to admit it...”.. I was born in New York City, my parents traveled a lot, I lived out of suitcases most of my life and never really had a permanent home. I cant tell you how many schools I have been in and because of it, it took me 2 extra years to graduate since the paperwork from my last school was always delayed getting to my new school...so most of the time, I was set back..and had to catch up as best I could before having to move to the next school and starting all over again. “ just a tinge of seeming regret and/or anger filtering into her voice.

“I met Brad at one of my father's parties...and we sort of just took off and got married and I really havent seen my parents since.... I was very young at the time, a bit naive on the ways of wife and womanhood...and had to learn a lot on my on....” she suddenly realized she had been rambling and jerked her gaze back up to Linda's face after not realizing it settled down to stare at the rise and fall of the woman's seemingly large chest. “...sorry...I guess I was rambling a bit....” her eyes darted down to the table as a blush again flowed onto her smooth cheeks.

“Oh...my ...goodness...” she chastised herself for the feelings churning inside her and quickly looked back up at Linda, a look of calm, determination flashing over her face as raised her glass ...”..to us...the most damn most beautiful power ladies of the evening even though our husbands have dumped us and took off looking for more worthless sluts...” she nodded in brief satisfaction to her toast and Brad be damned if she happened to offend his bosses wife... and then Chere placed the glass to her lips and took a sip, her eyes watching Linda closely to see her reaction..

Linda smiled as she watched Chere struggle with her thoughts and words when the realization of who she was had dawned on her. The satisfied half smile of having made Chere a bit uncomfortable turned into a bemused grin as she first tried to fix that slit situation and then began rambling. Chere's eyes had lingered on Linda's chest while she spoke which was probably just a coincidence, though her breasts did get a lot of attention.

She raised her tulip to meet Chere's wine glass, a little surprised by how open and vocal this young woman was and wondered if she had been to college or Brad had just snapped her up straight out of school considering she spent a couple of extra years trying to finish and was probably desperate to be an adult. Her mannerisms were so much like someone struggling to fit in, she concluded as she simply said "To us.....sluts that aren't worthless" and downed her champagne, paying no attention to the reaction from Chere.

She set her glass down and looked over at the bar, contemplating whether to go back through that crowd again or wait till it thinned out a little. "Well, I'm always around if you want any help....with wife tips, bar tips or dress tips" she said, grinning as she gestured at the exposed skin that Chere had clearly gotten conscious about. She decided against going up to the bar and let every Thai man around the chance to feel her up but stood up nevertheless. "Come with me to the ladies' room?" she asked, though her tone was more directive than really questioning. She had already hit her stride without really waiting for Chere to join. Linda knew she would catch up as she gave some wide smiles and exaggerated 'Heys' to some casual acquaintances she passed. It was always nice when the men recognized her by her breasts, she thought and smiled as she reached the bathroom.

Her glass lifted towards Linda, she saluted the womans toast and then in a show of bravado she chugged down the wine and slammed the glass down on the table. A smile freezing on her lips as she saw the look on Linda’s face in some sort of contemplation and it was not lost on Chere that Linda’s eyes glanced towards the bar, her demeanor appearing to turn to cool towards Chere.

Thoughts of concern swirled through Chere’s mind….had she offended her with her sudden outburst, had her show of self-confidence and bravado gone too far, Chere’s eyes growing large as Linda got up and asked or more than asked, directed her that she was to follow Linda to the bathroom and without waiting for her response, was already moving through the crowd, nodding and commenting to different ones as she moved.

Part of her wanted to just thank her for a lovely time and just wave her goodbye, but the woman’s air and authority caused part of Chere to immediately scramble to grab her small purse, push the chair back and adjust the tight dress around her calves to give her more room to move as she quickly tried to not appear to be running after the woman even if she could have with the tight fitting dress. Finally, biting her lip as she saw several heads turn her way and stare with quizzical looks on their faces, Chere forced herself to slow and display more of a confident, in control look while moving through the crowd.

Nodding at people here and there, a tight smile on her face, Chere saw Linda enter the ladies room, the door closing behind her just as she reached the door and stopped. Lifting a hand to put a few stray wisps of hair back in place, Chere took a deep breath, put a composed look on her face and as if she had intended to go any there anyway, she pushed the door open and walked inside.

Linda hadn't turned to see if Chere was following but the sound of heels hitting the floor at a hurried pace but in an awkward tone made her believe that it was the sound of ones that were confined by a tight gown.

She entered the restroom and was immediately annoyed at the amount of women smoking in the loud and poorly ventilated room. She sat down at a stool and watched the reflection of the door. She knew she was put together and a few smudges here and there didn't really bother her. She had realized that the imperfections always drew more attention and a glance at her own reflection assured her that there wasn't any cause for alarm.

As she waited for Chere, she played back the evening in her head, going over some of the highlights....the dress, the slit, those breasts that seemed to overflow, the comment about the bathroom, the comment about being a good wife, the comment about sluts....ha! This was going to be fun, she thought as she wondered what kind of underwear Chere had on. The ladies room meanwhile remained a hotbed of activity none of which shocked her anymore....it was Thailand!

Pushing open the door, the scene and smells inside immediately overwhelmed her stenses. At air of stale muskiness and smoke that assailed her nostrils, Chere immediately froze just inside the door, her left hand grasping the edge of the door to steady the light headed feeling that swept over her mind and caused her to blink several times as she fought to clear a creeping fog that seemed to pushing into her senses.

Having never been outside of the United States, where she was used to clean, orderly, smoke free restrooms, what her eyes and her mind struggled to make sense of, especially for someone not expecting any of it, what was happening around seemed surreal.

Finally, managing to focus her thoughts, she managed to block out the extraneous environment and spied Linda sitting on a stool across the room just in time to see a skinny, woman whom Chere could only guess was European, walk around the corner of the room that led back to the stalls, walk over to stand by Linda, glancing down at her while she ran her fingers quickly through her blond hair then reached up and pushed her large breasts upwards before shifting them in place in their cups. Finally, the woman turned halfway, leaned over to place her lips near Linda's ear and whispered something while at the same time, her hand slipped down and came to rest on the rise of Linda's right breast.

Shocked, her eyes growing wide and red blush coming over her face stood staring until she heard a snort behind her and turning her head to glance back at several other ladies standing behind her, quickly realized that she was blocking the entrance into the restroom. Muttering a quick apology, Chere, trying to wobble on her high heels, her face a bit pale managed to walk in and being very careful about not looking directly at Linda as not to be any more rude than she felt she had been, widened her legs to slid onto the stool, the split on the dress opening and gapping high on her thigh to give just a glance of the edge of a lacy black thong that disappeared back between her legs before it closed and Chere slid onto the stool where she appeared to be checking her make up and trying not to look at the interaction next to her...

Linda laughed as Heloise, her Belgian friend came over and groped her. The sudden 'attack' had surprised her, especially when she was lost in thoughts of Chere. Heloise's hands were a welcome relief for her excitement, the feel of skin on her was always sort of calming.

As she refocused, she looked for Chere in the mirror and realized she had disappeared while Heloise had distracted her. She held one finger up, to let Heloise know to pause for a second. She didn't want to necessarily say her goodbyes yet just in case Chere had chickened out so she let Heloise hold that thought and that boob grab for just a moment. She looked around, one side and then the next and saw Chere seated right next to her. She calmed herself down...she wanted Chere but she didn't necessarily want her to know that.

Her nipples almost immediately had begun to stiffen when she saw Chere. Heloise's hand was now exciting again and the attention she felt from Heloise's touch and Chere's proximity was like a high. "Hope you don't mind Heloise" Linda purred "She finds it hard to keep her hands off my breasts" she added in a matter of fact tone.

Linda leaned over, smiling and peeping down Chere's cleavage in an exaggerated manner, she said "Now you'll just have to show both of us" and leaned away.

Struggling with a fog that kept pushing itself into Chere's mind from the smoke and the....the.., Chere tried to make sense of what was taking place...her eyes flickered from time to time at Linda's reflection in the bathroom mirror and at the seeming contentment she was obviously feeling from the tall European woman's hand that had moved down Linda's breast and was rubbing, squeezing and working the blouse over Linda's right breast.

Growing up in a small, rural community, Chere had quickly learned to deal with the boys who seemed to be always looking for opportunities to get her alone and grope their way under her clothing, even so much as a couple of the communities seemingly almost upright young men had mysteriously shown up overnight with broken fingers or black eyes.

Sitting in the ladies room, Chere tried to understand the whole scene that was being played out...one woman...groping another, was no where in Chere's realm of understanding or even in her wildest thoughts.

Lost in her thoughts, Chere did not see Linda lean in her direction until she heard the low, husky voice in her ear which caused her to jump with a start... "Hope you don't mind Heloise" Linda purred "She finds it hard to keep her hands off my breasts" she added in a matter of fact tone. Her hands stroking through the locks of her hair suddenly stopped, her eyes widening as she became aware of the closeness of the other woman.. Chere could smell a light perfume and a muskiness about Linda and suddenly realized that Linda was peering down the light gapping of the cleavage her dress afforded. Mixed emotions surged through Chere, part anger at her husband for insisting she wear the revealing dress and confusion as to why another woman would be interested in her assets.

Involuntarily, one of her hands moved quickly down and came to rest on the skin of her chest, her fingers covering the offending gap in her dress...”..uh....er..”.. .her lips moved in trying to sort out in her minds the words that she wanted to say, yet having to frame of reference to really know what to say until her voice, a bit higher and meek managed to find its way out...”...oh...no....that is fine...” she managed to chuckle to break the tension she didnt realize really only existed within her... her words suddenly coming to a halt with Linda's next comment..."Now you'll just have to show both of us" as her head suddenly spun around to stare at Linda, her mouth open...”wha...t did you say...?” she suddenly blurted out as she backed up slightly on her stool a look of wanting to flee crossing her face..as she saw the other woman smile at her, some type of knowing look on her face as hand moved over Linda's blouse, her fingers flicking Linda's top button open to allow her blouse to slip open a bit before the fingers moved down to the second button just below it...

Linda watched through the haze, the confusion on Chere's face made her grin though it may also have been Heloise's fingers that may have caused it. Heloise was working the buttons on the front of her dress, easing the tightness and strain on the fabric that her breasts were causing.

Chere was clearly uncomfortable, evident from her mumbling and the nervousness that showed on her face. She tried not to burst out laughing when Chere asked her for confirmation on what she had said. Instead she just nodded and looked down at Heloise popping one more button, letting her breasts which were barely contained in her strapless bra to push forward. Linda was excited from Heloise being pushy and turned her face to look up at her. She smiled in approval and said to Chere while looking at Heloise "I don't think she would mind. Right, Heloise?" she asked raising an eyebrow. Heloise laughed and said "Oh I wouldn't mind at all" before turning to Chere "Besides, it seems like she really wants to show us" she locked eyes with Chere before letting her eyes very slowly descend from her face, down her body, nodding approvingly at her generous cleavage and that slit while she made her down.

The slow visual undress that Heloise was doing was ended by Linda stating in a firm tone "We will start with slipping those straps off". Linda's smile had disappeared, replaced with a steely voice and piercing eyes....all business...

'but......but......but..” Chere tried to process the seemingly over whelming inputs that flooded into her belief system as her eyes remained riveted on Heloise whose nimble fingers had made quick work of the third button on Linda's dress which had allowed her the release of her full breasts to slip out of her dress, pushing the sides of her dress to push apart. Chere could see the smooth skin of the full rise of Linda's fleshly mounds and the contoured way they flowed down before they completely filled her half bra and were pushed backwards straining the soft mound contained.

"I don't think she would mind. Right, Heloise?" she asked raising an eyebrow. Heloise laughed and said "Oh I wouldn't mind at all" before turning to Chere "Besides, it seems like she really wants to show us"

Chere's breathing quickened, her mouth partially open as she heard Linda and Heloise talking but wondered... about...no...to..whom...? where they talking.... part of her fogged mind wondered if someone else was behind her... her voice and look very pointed as Heloise stared at her for just a second before she turned her attention back to Linda and leaned her body over Linda from behind the woman.

Chere could see Heloise large breasts press against the sides of Linda's head, the only thing keeping Linda's head from being swallowed into the cleavage between her two breasts was her tight, tube top. Leaning forward, Heloise placed the palms of her hands flat on the back of Linda's hands and slowly began sliding backwards, following the silhouette of her Linda's body as they slid up her arms to Linda's shoulders and then slowly moved outwards towards the edges of her shoulders, each well manicured finger sliding under the dress material on Linda's shoulders and moved outwards under the dress to slide the dress off Linda's shoulders with the back of her hands.

Transfixed, Chere watched as Linda's dress, now tight on the back of Heloises's hands, slid partially down Linda's arms and upper body, the tightness of the material pressing into her upper arms and binding Linda's arms to her sides about half way down her before Heloise's hands slipped out of the dress leaving them there.. “..ummm....nice baby...” she cooed , her head head close to Linda's ear, but loud enough for Chere to hear..

Moving around Linda's side, Heloise reached both hands up and placed the palms of her hands on Linda's chest, her eyes looking up at Linda's as her tongue ran over full lips....while the plams of her hands slid down Linda's chest, one finger hooking underneath the cloth of the cup and began to pull down the half bra, stretching the bra elastic as her fingers moved down towards the nipples... “want me to go on baby...” Heloise whispered, her tongue flicking out of her mouth suggestively.

Chere, suddenly shaken from her staring by the sound of Linda's voice..."We will start with slipping those straps off". Linda's smile had disappeared, replaced with a steely voice and piercing eyes....all business... Taken aback, Chere jerked slightly, “..wha...who...” a bewildered look on her face as her brain finally processed the meaning of the words and who they were directed to...”me??..you mean...my...no...no...” she shook her head firmly back and forth and appeared to be ready to flee the room... but stopped suddenly as she saw the look in Linda's eyes when she had turned to stare at Chere... “noo...nooo...” Chere muttered but at the same time, her eyes staring back at Heloise, her lips close to the large, hard nipples near her mouth... slowly, as if it was someone else, while she continued to shake her head no, one hand slid up and hooked a finger under her left dress strap and slid it down her arm, then the other, the straps hanging loose down her arms, her dress held in place by the palms of her flat hands as they pressed the material against her chest firmly, her head shaking as she continued to protest...”no....no....cant...do...this...” her body starting to continue move slowly as if ready to flee..

Heloise had begun to slowly pull her dress off. While this had been a strange experience the first time it happened in Thailand, it was anything but weird now that she was used to it, both with herself and around her. Linda had actually moved past this and wasn't quite excited by it anymore but with Chere sitting there, a newbie, a virgin to all this, it was suddenly fun and a turn on again.

Perhaps realizing that Linda wasn't really going to stop her, Heloise had moved quickly. The dress had already been taken down to her sides and her bra was well exposed. She smiled and nodded, shutting her eyes as she did, savoring the feeling of her nipples stiffening from Heloise's pushy hands and from watching Chere get uncomfortable. 

She opened her eyes slowly and saw Heloise getting ready for a lot more, her mouth getting closer to Linda's chest. She looked up and smirked at Chere who had begun to shake her head and say no. She watched in silence, poker faced, hiding her excitement from Heloise and from what Chere seemed to be getting ready to do even though her words were protesting and suggesting otherwise. Chere's  hands started to helplessly slip those straps off and Linda couldn't help but mock her by opening her mouth with a grin.

She loved how Chere was softly protesting though Linda knew that there was absolutely nothing that the younger girl would do to stop it. She could have run off at the first suggestion of things getting crazy but she didn't and that was enough indication for Linda that Chere would soon be naked.

Linda's face lost the grin, she leaned back, welcoming Heloise's hungry mouth and just nodding upwards once with her head. That was it....she had indicated to Chere that her hands must let go of the dress. Linda didn't bother to wait for Chere to obey because she knew she would. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of Heloise's mouth and wet tongue instead.

With a finger cupped just inside the cloth of Linda's bra, Heloise appeared to Chere as if she was in no hurry. Her eyes watched Linda's face and reactions while her finger, pressured by the elastic of the cup, pressed into the edges of the soft mounds as they slid down following the contour of the cup just to edges of the small brown line of Linda's aureole's but refusing to move onto the sensitive area before they reversed their direction back upwards to where the soft skin of her mounds blended with her chest before they started their journey teasingly back down again.

Her knuckles white from the pressure of holding the material of her dress pressed against her chest in fear that the thin material would slip from her grasp. Chere's wide, doe eyed look clearly showed the range of emotions raging inside her and the battle against her beliefs and morals that was taking place within her. Chere jumped a bit with a start as she saw Heloise cut her eyes towards Chere, a smile on her face as her tongue licked slowly over lips, the look causing Chere to involuntarily pull back and as if in fear the woman was going to leave Linda and make Chere the attention of her efforts.

Leaning forward, Heloise smiled knowingly at Chere and then turned her gaze back to Linda's skin, her tongue flicking to touch and began a wet trail upward on Linda's chest just above her left breast and slid up Linda's neck to nuzzle under Linda's hair and up behind her ear until the tongue moved into Linda's ear and extended inside just briefly as her lips moved near the opening.... “..your rabbit...is not trained well at all my dear....she is ready to flee....such a shame... such does happen with age...shall I train her for you?” her lip suddenly sucking Linda's ear lobe into her mouth and nipping down on it while at the same instant, Heloise's fingers jerked downward on the bra cups sharply, the threaded loops on the front closure tearing as the small metal hooks cut through them allowing Linda's breasts to jolt and swing free of their bindings.

Chere's eyes, suddenly drawn to the movement of Heloise's hands snapped to the movement of the large mounds as they shook and swung free, the muscles just under Linda's skin growing taught with the strain of the added weight that had suddenly just been placed on them. Without hesitation, Heloise's fingers moved to the tips of Linda's hard nipples, touching them for the first time and trapped the tip of the hard buds between her finger and thumb to pull the entire nipple and breast outwards, forcing the flesh of the breast and nipple to stretch and elongate as she rolled the tip of the nipple between her fingers and then suddenly released it, letting it snap back into Linda's chest, the mound compressing somewhat and bumping against the other causing both of them to sway suggestively...
“... pain is such pleasure is it not my little fox.... shall I continue?”

Chere sat transfixed, her eyes open in shock and mouth open watching what seemed to her to be the massive mound of flesh stretch outwards, intrigued and yet feeling a bit of disgust at the display between two women... something that was not in her frame of reference.. Her emotions at war, part of her wondered if it hurt and what it felt like to have another woman handle...and even man handle her breasts when not even her husband, who was adequate in bed, had always been gentle and loving with her, treating her like delicate piece of china.. at the same time, a small intake of her breath, a sign of a small gasp as Linda's breasts snapped back into her chest and Chere, becoming more voyeur than participant, watched for Linda's reaction, her eyes cutting upwards to Linda's, she saw the steely look on the woman's face, the cold look that had come over her face that gave the appearance of hunter savoring her prey. Suddenly, all the events and comments of the evening flooded together and Chere's face took on the look of knowing that Linda, wanted...her...another woman...was interested in her ….sexually... and the horror of the thought brust into her emotions as her eyes flicked to Heloise as Linda's unspoken command caused part of Chere to rebel.. yet unknowingly, as Chere reached for the edge of the counter to begin to push herself off the chair, unconsciously released the material of her dress, and slowly, the thin material slid down her chest, flowing over the rise of both of her tight, pert breasts until it hung on the up turned edge of her hard nipples where it appeared to stick. Her eyes flicking from Linda's face, to Heloise's face and then back to Heloise' hand that followed the contoured curve down Linda's left breast, into the cleavage between Linda's breasts began working its way, sliding up the rise of the right breast towards the tip that swayed invitingly as if waiting for it.