Moonlit Maize
{\u169\'a9}2004 Dale H. West
The standard adult disclaimers apply - but if you are on ASSTR already, you should already \softline
know that stuff.
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}{\plain \fs24 The heavy lock turned with a loud clunk as Jessy closed the front doors to the pool hall.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Finally! Just a few more closing items and we{\u8217\'92}re out of here,{\u8221\'94} she said to her closing partner, \softline
Bronwen.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}And what a night it was,{\u8221\'94} Bronwen replied, sifting through the change from the tip jar, counting \softline
and changing in the coins for larger bills. {\u8220\'93}Looks like we pulled in $382 in tips between the two \softline
of us.{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Cool. I could really use the money. I need to buy Christmas presents for my family by \softline
Thanksgiving.{\u8221\'94} Jessy walked around the room checking for stray pool balls, empty beer bottles \softline
and spit cups, before getting out the vacuum cleaner to do a quick cleaning of the black carpet.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Why Thanksgiving?{\u8221\'94} Bronwen asked as she sorted the empty beer bottles and washed the few \softline
remaining glasses.
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}{\plain \fs24 Jessy stepped on the button on the vacuum cleaner to silence it. {\u8220\'93}What was that?{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I was just wondering why you needed to buy your gifts by Thanksgiving?{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}That{\u8217\'92}s when my brother and sister and their kids fly into town and we have our big family \softline
get-together. With their kids, they all like to have Christmas at their home. Being the baby of the \softline
family, I don{\u8217\'92}t get much voice in when our family celebrates holidays. Y{\u8217\'92}know... I have no kids \softline
or anyone else, but I do have to drive home to Hartford and put on the happy family face for \softline
Thanksgiving.{\u8221\'94} Jessy used the index fingers of both hands to push up the corners of her mouth, \softline
emphasizing the mask she needed at home.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Well, it{\u8217\'92}s nice your family gets together, anyway. My family doesn{\u8217\'92}t do anything together, not \softline
that we{\u8217\'92}ve ever really been all that much {\u8216\'91}together{\u8217\'92} anyway.{\u8221\'94} The look of disappointment in \softline
Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s face was apparent, but Jessy couldn{\u8217\'92}t really know how deep the sadness went for \softline
Bronwen. Nodding her understanding, Jessy went back to her vacuuming. When she was done, \softline
she packed the vacuum away in the closet and looked over the room. Bronwen had done all the \softline
dishes, counted down the register and dropped the deposit in the safe for the night. Jessy{\u8217\'92}s half of \softline
the tip jar was laid out on the bar for her.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}So, Jessy, what brought you to Bennington in the first place?{\u8221\'94} Bronwen asked as she sorted
loose bottles into their respective empty boxes.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I followed a guy up here who was going to Southern Vermont College. He dropped out and \softline
dropped me all at the same time.{\u8221\'94} Jessy made herself comfortable on a bar stool and played with \softline
the coins on the counter.
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}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen nodded and smiled a knowing smile. {\u8220\'93}So why are you still here?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}That{\u8217\'92}s a good question. I don{\u8217\'92}t want to go home, but Bennington sucks. There{\u8217\'92}s nothing to do \softline
here.{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Except Sue Z Cues.{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Right, except Sue Z Cues. But we work here. It{\u8217\'92}s cool Danielle hired us and all, not being 21 \softline
yet. I love this scene. But its 2am and I{\u8217\'92}m still looking for something to do. All our customers \softline
drove to New York an hour ago to keep drinking and partying. Don{\u8217\'92}t you ever still want to do \softline
something after work?{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen hefted the empty keg of Cider Jack on her shoulder, her slender arms showing their \softline
strength, and walked it over to the cellar door. {\u8220\'93}You can tell you ain{\u8217\'92}t from around here, Jessy.{\u8221\'94} \softline
and she disappeared behind the door.
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}{\plain \fs24 Jessy listened as Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s footsteps faded and wondered what Bronwen had meant by her \softline
departing comment. She heard the clang of the keg hitting the cold floor and Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s steps \softline
coming back up the stairs.
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}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen opened the door and looked at Jessy. {\u8220\'93}Well, are you just going to sit there, or are you \softline
going to help me carry the rest of the empty kegs and cases down the stairs?{\u8221\'94} Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s voice \softline
was playful, but stern. A pang of guilt hit Jessy for not thinking what should could have been \softline
doing to get them out of there, but she wasn{\u8217\'92}t in a hurry to go home. Regardless, for some strange \softline
reason, she couldn{\u8217\'92}t help but want to please Bronwen and follow her orders.
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}{\plain \fs24 Jessy quickly picked up three empty cases as Bronwen grabbed another two empty kegs. \softline
Bronwen had been working here at Sue Z Cues for two years now. Next week, on Halloween, \softline
was her 21st birthday. Jessy looked at her bartending mentor as they walked down the stairs. \softline
They were about the same height at around 5' 7", but Bronwen had long blonde hair and a well \softline
endowed chest. Like the other bartenders, she wore short cut shirts and a low slung mini-skirt so \softline
both her navel piercing and her sacral tattoo displayed proudly as she reached up for new liquor \softline
bottles and bent over into the cooler for beers. Danielle had never made any secret about the fact \softline
she liked to hire good looking bartenders - both male and female - to work behind the bar. It \softline
seemed to work for Sue Z Cues. Even without a bouncer, there was never a fist thrown and \softline
working the bar was always fun.
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}{\plain \fs24 Jessy was flattered she had been hired when she thought about the other bartenders. She didn{\u8217\'92}t \softline
have the blonde hair or boobs to boast of that Bronwen brought to the job, but she had her own,
high cheeked, dark haired beauty about her. She was more evenly proportioned, almost a little on \softline
the boyish side. Sue Z Cues attracted an alternative crowd in addition to the pool players. Since \softline
she started two months ago, Jessy had actually been hit on by more women than men in this \softline
small Vermont town.
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}{\plain \fs24 At first it bothered her. She wasn{\u8217\'92}t attracted to women, and she complained to Danielle. Her \softline
boss{\u8217\'92}s reaction wasn{\u8217\'92}t exactly what she had expected.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Well, Jessy, I can{\u8217\'92}t make you do anything you don{\u8217\'92}t want to, but our clients come from all \softline
different walks of life, and Sue Z Cues does have quite the lesbian following. If it makes you \softline
uncomfortable, politely tell them so. But, you know, flirting never hurt anyone, and you{\u8217\'92}ll make \softline
better money if you flirt with ALL the customers.{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 When she told her boyfriend about her boss{\u8217\'92}s instructions, his response was even more further \softline
from her expectations.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I don{\u8217\'92}t want you working someplace where guys are hitting on you all the time. Maybe you \softline
should apply to work at the Price Chopper.{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Ray! It{\u8217\'92}s a bartending job. It pays a lot better than working at a grocery store. It{\u8217\'92}s not like I sleep \softline
with any of the customers. It{\u8217\'92}s just flirting.{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Well, feel free to bring home any of the women you flirt with, but I better never catch you \softline
flirting with the guys.{\u8221\'94}
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}{\plain \fs24 Jessy consoled herself with the fact Danielle had wisely informed her on hiring her, Ray was not \softline
welcome - or any other future boyfriends - at the bar while Jessy was working. If he was going to \softline
be her ride home, he could be there while she was closing, but never while the store was open \softline
and she was working. {\u8220\'93}It is not safe for your attentions to be on something other than your job \softline
while you{\u8217\'92}re bartending,{\u8221\'94} Danielle explained. {\u8220\'93}Besides, you{\u8217\'92}ll sell more booze and make better \softline
tips if you at least seem available.{\u8221\'94} As the months went on, Jessy actually began to be more \softline
comfortable with all the attention from the customers, even the female ones. It seemed all in \softline
good fun, and the more she played along, the more she seemed like part of the team behind the \softline
bar putting on a show for the customers. It was quite the ego booster, and had made breaking up \softline
with Ray that much more palatable when it finally happened.
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}{\plain \fs24 Jessy found a lot of the rules of Sue Z Cues a bit strange. Some seemed kind of weird, like the \softline
{\u8220\'93}no boyfriend{\u8221\'94} rule, while others were exceptionally lenient. The day she was hired, Danielle \softline
handed her a key to the main door and told her she was welcome to use the pool hall any time she \softline
wanted, so long as she cleaned up after herself. She and Ray took advantage of that after smoking \softline
a few joints one evening at their apartment.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Don{\u8217\'92}t you have a key to the pool hall?{\u8221\'94} he asked.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Yeah.{\u8221\'94} Jessy replied with a stoned giggle.
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Why don{\u8217\'92}t we go down and play some pool.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Ray, it{\u8217\'92}s 3AM!{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Exactly! No one will be there. We can play strip 9-Ball!!{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 And that is exactly what they did. Jessy turned only the light on over the pool table furthest from \softline
the door. No one outside, should they be walking by that early in the morning, would be able to \softline
see what was going on at the pool table.
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}{\plain \fs24 Having free table time any time she wanted at the pool hall, Jessy had become quite the shot, \softline
even after only two months. Dropping the 3, 6 or 9 required the other person to remove an article \softline
of clothing. Pretty soon, Ray was completely naked and Jessy had lost her shirt and bra.
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}{\plain \fs24 Ray walked around the table, reaching into the pockets as he walked around the table, his penis \softline
wagging with his semi-stoned swagger.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}That{\u8217\'92}s it, Ray. You do a great job at the {\u8216\'91}walk of shame.{\u8217\'92}{\u8221\'94} Jessy taunted.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Ray started exaggerating this dip of his body as he reached into the pockets, rolling the balls \softline
down to the foot of the table as he retrieved them from the pockets. Returning to the foot of the \softline
table, he spent a great deal of time bouncing the balls around in the rack and pressing them tight \softline
with his hands. Not being satisfied he repeated the procedure a number of times, finally moving \softline
the rack up the table and away from the balls, spinning it between the palms of his hands and \softline
reaching up to hang the rack on the table lights. As he did, his dick slid up and lay on the rail of \softline
the table.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}No breaking from that end of the table,{\u8221\'94} Jessy scolded as she stared at his erection reaching the \softline
edge of the cushion.
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}{\plain \fs24 Ray looked down and, as he dropped down from his toes, his penis fell off the rail and he \softline
laughed. {\u8220\'93}Not to worry, it{\u8217\'92}s your break anyway. I think you might be hustling me, little lady.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy took her game seriously. She picked up a house cue, set her feet apart to balance her stance \softline
and started practice strokes on the cue, aiming at the rack of balls on the foot spot.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Ray swaggered up to the head of the table, watching Jessy{\u8217\'92}s small boobs swing with the stroke of \softline
the cue as he walked up behind her.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I think you have been sharking me with those sexy boobs swinging around on each break,{\u8221\'94} he \softline
said as he reached around her torso and covered each one with a hand.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy stopped her practice strokes. {\u8220\'93}Maybe I{\u8217\'92}m stroking the wrong thing as she moved her bridge \softline
hand to Ray{\u8217\'92}s hard shaft. She stroked it a few times and Ray groaned. The weed was wearing off, \softline
but his horniness was increasing with the idea of being in this public place alone with Jessy.
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I don{\u8217\'92}t want to play 9 Ball anymore, Jessy,{\u8221\'94} he said as he started unzipping her jeans.
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}{\plain \fs24 He fucked her as he laid her body over the head rail of the table. Between the buzz she had going \softline
and the fact she was being screwed in the place she worked by her boyfriend after hours, it only \softline
took a few strokes before she started squeezing on Ray{\u8217\'92}s dick with her contractions. Her pussy \softline
walls clamping down on his dick and the bright lights shining off her sweaty back put Ray over \softline
the edge. He pumped away at her from behind until he pulled out and dropped back against the \softline
wall behind him, exhausted by the thrill of it all.
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}{\plain \fs24 Jessy continued to lay exhausted over the table, her arms up over her head stretched out across \softline
the table, cum dripping out from between her legs down the table blinds. When she finally \softline
returned to reality, the first thing that went through her head was Danielle{\u8217\'92}s words, {\u8220\'93}Be sure to \softline
clean up after yourself if you are here outside our normal hours.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}So do you have any plans for the evening?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s voice brought Jessy back to the present as she moved her gaze from table 8 where she \softline
and Ray had fucked only a month ago to the eyes of her co-worker now sitting on the bar stool \softline
next to her.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I don{\u8217\'92}t know. I{\u8217\'92}ll probably go home, pop myself some pop corn, watch a DVD I{\u8217\'92}ve seen a \softline
hundred times and get to sleep around 5.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen studied her co-worker; her eyes looked carefully into Jessy{\u8217\'92}s eyes. Could she trust \softline
Jessy?
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Okay, city girl, you can do that. Or...{\u8221\'94} Bronwen set the bait as her voice trailed.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen now had Jessy{\u8217\'92}s rapt attention.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Or what, Bronwen?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Or I can introduce you to some country fun.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Exactly what do you mean by country fun?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen just kept looking into Jessy{\u8217\'92}s green eyes. Sometimes these new girls didn{\u8217\'92}t want to \softline
bend what they saw as the rules.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Let{\u8217\'92}s call it a country dare. Do you trust me?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy kept Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s stare and thought a moment. {\u8220\'93}Should I trust you?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Probably not.{\u8221\'94} Bronwen got up out of her seat and walked back into the office breaking the gaze \softline
for the first time since presenting her challenge. She knew Jessy would need a little time to think
about the possibilities, time to allow the curiosity to grow. When she came back out she had in \softline
her hands a scrap of felt left over from the recovering of one of the pool tables. {\u8220\'93}I do, however, \softline
promise you{\u8217\'92}ll have a good time.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 As Jessy stared at Bronwen a jolt ran through her body which electrified her senses and \softline
concentrated in her pussy. {\u8220\'93}What{\u8217\'92}s happening?{\u8221\'94} she thought to herself as she looked at Bronwen \softline
from head to toe. While she had grown accustomed to the advances of patrons, it had always \softline
seemed like being an actor in a play. She had never really considered following through, but the \softline
thought did intrigue her. She knew dating any customer, male or female, could complicate what \softline
was generally a fun job. Now Bronwen, Sue Z Cues{\u8217\'92} blonde bomb bar mistress was standing in \softline
front of her with what looked like might become a blindfold hanging from her right hand. She \softline
was wearing fuck-you boots with 4" heals on top of a 2" platform which zipped up the inside of \softline
each of her long, strong legs, ending just before the bottom of her plaid mini-skirt. The skirt, \softline
when she bent over far enough, gave a number of the evenings{\u8217\'92} customers a view of her thong \softline
covered and shaved pussy. Even that grooming technique had not escaped Jessy{\u8217\'92}s historically \softline
straight-minded notice when they had worked together in the past. Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s short shirt, as \softline
always, showed off her navel piercing and sacral tattoo. This particular shirt was also cut in a low \softline
swoop so her ample cleavage just about burst out of her bra and through the top of her shirt. It{\u8217\'92}s \softline
short sleeves clung tightly to the biceps, just slightly larger than one would expect on a woman \softline
like this, if only because they had become accustomed to swinging full kegs like Jessy had only \softline
ever seen the big delivery guys and Danielle swing. Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s face was adorned by a huge \softline
mischievous smile that said both {\u8220\'93}we are going to have fun{\u8221\'94} as well as {\u8220\'93}what we are about to do \softline
is probably illegal.{\u8221\'94} With that final assessment, Jessy knew what her response had to be.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I{\u8217\'92}m all yours for the evening.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Be careful what you wish for, Jessy,{\u8221\'94} Bronwen chided as she stepped behind her prey and, as \softline
expected, tied the table cloth tight around her eyes. Bringing her lips close to Jessy{\u8217\'92}s ear from \softline
behind her voice became a whisper as her breath pushed her next words past Jessy{\u8217\'92}s ears and \softline
deep into her senses. {\u8220\'93}You just might get it.{\u8221\'94} Jessy felt she might melt right were she stood into a \softline
puddle on the black carpeted floor.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen tested the tension on the blindfold with a tug from the back and waved her hand in front \softline
of Jessy{\u8217\'92}s face to make sure she couldn{\u8217\'92}t see through the makeshift blindfold. Confident Jessy \softline
was in her control, she leaned in to whisper in Jessy{\u8217\'92}s ear.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}While some may think losing sight means something is taken away, I want you to realize it can \softline
actually be a gift. Remember, dear Jessy, it is better to give than to receive. Give up those eyes \softline
for me for just a little while, and I{\u8217\'92}ll show you things you could never believe with your eyes.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen took Jessy{\u8217\'92}s hands and led her to one of the bar stools. She ushered the sight-deprived \softline
girl to sit for a moment and, resting her hand on a shoulder, indicated she should wait for a \softline
moment.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Without her sight, Jessy{\u8217\'92}s other senses turned up to compensate. She heard Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s boots
clunk a path to the cellar door and walk down the stairs. Even with the door closed behind her, \softline
Jessy could hear Bronwen open the walk-in cooler door and moments later return back up the \softline
stairs. She could hear bottles clinking as though Bronwen had returned with a case of beer.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Where are your keys, Jessy?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy stood up off the stool and reached deep into her front jeans pocket and retrieved a set of \softline
keys, handing them towards Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s voice.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I{\u8217\'92}m going to go outside for a moment to move your truck into the parking lot so it won{\u8217\'92}t get \softline
towed from the street tonight. Then I{\u8217\'92}ll bring my car up in front of the door. You{\u8217\'92}ll walk out with \softline
me and I{\u8217\'92}ll take you out tonight.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen paused and waited for a response from Jessy. Hearing none, but also not noting any \softline
concern on her blindfolded friend{\u8217\'92}s face she continued.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I want you to feel you can trust me, but I am also going to ask you to do things you have \softline
probably never done before or maybe even considered. Do you understand?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy nodded. The excitement of not knowing was building the excitement in her body and she \softline
didn{\u8217\'92}t want it to stop any time soon. If she could trust Bronwen behind the bar where they could \softline
both get hurt or even arrested with the tight liquor laws, she intuitively felt she could trust \softline
Bronwen with almost anything.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Some of my instructions will be oral, and sometimes, once I remove your blindfold, they will be \softline
written. This dare is also a bit of a game and, even though I am giving the instructions, you can \softline
quit the game at any time and I won{\u8217\'92}t think any less of you. Do you understand?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy nodded again. The excitement between her legs had increased so much she had to cross \softline
them tightly to keep control of them. She almost thought she could smell her arousal over the \softline
stale beer smell permeating the bar.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy{\u8217\'92}s movements were all observed by Bronwen. She smiled, licked her lips in anticipation and \softline
continued. {\u8220\'93}So that you can always feel you have control over this, even though I am making the \softline
rules for our game as we go along, you are going to have an escape word. Have you ever used an \softline
escape word?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy had not and she wagged her head to indicate so. It had never occurred to her she might need \softline
such a thing. She had never been with someone who had commanded her so powerfully and \softline
completely - in any situation - and the prospect only intrigued Jessy further.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}That{\u8217\'92}s okay,{\u8221\'94} Bronwen assured. {\u8220\'93}All it is is a word which we both agree to in advance. If either \softline
one of us says the word, the game stops. No questions asked. No honor lost. Tonight{\u8217\'92}s escape \softline
word will be...{\u8221\'94} Bronwen thought for a moment for a word which was simple and memorable. \softline
Then she thought about where she was going to take Jessy. {\u8220\'93}...apples.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy nodded.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Tell me what the escape word is,{\u8221\'94} Bronwen commanded.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Apples,{\u8221\'94} Jessy answered.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Good. The next time that word is spoken, it will be the escape word. I don{\u8217\'92}t think you will use it \softline
frivolously. Will you?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}No, Bronwen, I will not use it frivolously.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Excellent.{\u8221\'94} Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s knowing smile widened. Not just because Jessy had just given her \softline
permission to play, but how obediently Jessy had just consented. {\u8220\'93}You wait right there. I{\u8217\'92}ll be \softline
right back.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy listened as Bronwen picked Jessy{\u8217\'92}s keys up off the bar, walked across the open room, \softline
unlocked the heavy bolt of the front door, then locked it again after it closed behind her.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 In an effort to not psych herself out about what was to come in her evening, Jessy turned her \softline
remaining senses to her environment. The room bore a dingy scent, a mixture of stale beer and \softline
cigarette smoke which hung in the dampness of the cool autumn air. There was another smell \softline
mingling with the familiar scent she learned the first day she opened the bar by herself. It took \softline
her a while to place it, but when she realized it was most definitely the scent of her arousal, she \softline
shifted her attention to her ears. The cooling fan of the draft cooler ticked against its metal side. \softline
Somewhere down the room, she could hear the hum of a ballast from one of the fluorescent lights \softline
around the room. She remembered hearing the same sounds, equally intensified when she and \softline
Ray were in the bar alone, under the influence of marijuana, as they were now with her eyesight \softline
{\u8216\'91}taken{\u8217\'92} from her. A gift, Bronwen had told her. By giving her eyes to Bronwen, she was about to \softline
receive whatever Bronwen was going to offer. While she knew she should be scared, the more \softline
she tried to be scared, the more she was aroused by the anticipation of what lay ahead for the \softline
evening.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy had wondered about Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s preferences when she first met her. In her two months at \softline
Sue Z Cues, she had never heard Bronwen mention a boyfriend. Bronwen and Katrina, another of \softline
Sue Z Cues{\u8217\'92} bartenders, were inseparable. They often hugged or held hands. Jessy even knew the \softline
two would sometimes sleep together, but the way they talked about it, it always seemed more \softline
innocent than sexual. Besides, Katrina had a boyfriend and some of their escapades had been \softline
entertaining talk while closing. Bronwen was the free spirit of Sue Z Cues, and her tips showed \softline
it. Thinking about Danielle{\u8217\'92}s encouragement to flirt with everyone, Bronwen seemed to have \softline
epitomized the flirtatious bartender Danielle wanted behind her bar.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 In spite of the worry, Bennington was just too boring, and Jessy was enraptured by the idea of \softline
doing something daring with this woman who kept people{\u8217\'92}s eyes on her until they lost track of \softline
how many beers they had. To stop now, to even think about saying {\u8220\'93}apples,{\u8221\'94} was the furthest \softline
thing from Jessy{\u8217\'92}s mind. She wanted what the evening had to offer. No, she needed what
Bronwen could give her.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 The door lock opened with a thud and Bronwen walked toward Jessy. She took Jessy{\u8217\'92}s hand in \softline
hers asking, {\u8220\'93}Are you ready?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Yes, Bronwen.{\u8221\'94} Jessy{\u8217\'92}s voice nearly failed her. She lifted herself off the bar stool and, with her \softline
hand in Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s, allowed herself to be led out the front door.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen kept hold of her hand as the door was locked for the evening{\u8217\'92}s final time. Jessy heard \softline
Bronwen tug on the door handles to make sure they were secure, then felt herself being pulled to \softline
Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s tricked out Honda Civic which was running and parked at the curb right in front of \softline
the building. Jessy knew it had to be close to 3am by now and it was unlikely anyone was on the \softline
streets of downtown, much less watching them get to the car. Bronwen opened the door and \softline
protected Jessy{\u8217\'92}s head with her hand as she helped her into the low car. The door closed behind \softline
Jessy and, a moment later, she heard Bronwen open the driver{\u8217\'92}s door and slide into her own \softline
leather seat.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 The car had purple lights on inside which glowed enough Jessy could see they were on through \softline
the cloth of her blindfold. Bronwen put a P!nk CD in the player and turned up the music so all \softline
Jessy could hear was the steady beat of the powerful music.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 For a while, Jessy thought she knew where they were as Bronwen weaved around the streets of \softline
town. Soon, it only seemed like they were going in circles, then Bronwen slowed, the car turned \softline
to the right and Jessy could feel they were driving on gravel. The car and stereo turned off \softline
simultaneously.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Keep the blindfold on, Jessy.{\u8221\'94} Bronwen ordered politely but sternly.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Yes, Bronwen.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Is there anything you want to say?{\u8221\'94} Bronwen asked, hoping Jessy wouldn{\u8217\'92}t use the escape word \softline
just yet but knowledgably allowing Jessy enough time to control the situation if she needed to.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}No, not that I can think of.{\u8221\'94} Jessy{\u8217\'92}s trust in Bronwen deepened as she realized the respect she \softline
had just been given.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Okay, then. I{\u8217\'92}m going to come around and help you out of the car. We are going to walk for a \softline
little bit. I am going to get a box out of the back of the car and you will carry it. You will not set \softline
it down until I tell you to do so. I will be behind you as we walk and I will steer you with your \softline
shoulders. Once we get to where we are going, I will give you the next set of instructions. Do you \softline
understand?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Yes, Bronwen.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Good. I{\u8217\'92}ll be around to get you out in just a moment.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy listened as Bronwen got out of the car, opened the trunk, then came around to her door and \softline
helped her out of the car. Jessy was led to the back of the Civic, and held out her arms. Bronwen \softline
lifted something out of the back of the car and put it in Jessy{\u8217\'92}s outstretched arms. It was a case of \softline
beer. Even after only two months on the job, Jessy knew exactly what a case of beer felt like, and \softline
it was no mistaking on this. It was still cold, which meant Bronwen had taken it out of cold \softline
storage at the bar.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 As promised, Bronwen turned Jessy around and, putting a hand on each shoulder, directed Jessy \softline
where to walk. At first they walked kind of straight and down a small hill, but then, every few \softline
feet they turned one direction or another. Sometimes it seemed as though they were retracing \softline
their own steps. It was quiet all around them. On two different occasions, Jessy could hear cars \softline
pass within 100' on the road. It was obvious they were outside by the smell of the air and the \softline
sound of crickets chirping. After a few minutes Bronwen stopped them.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Put the beer down,{\u8221\'94} Bronwen directed.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy complied. She could hear Bronwen open the case, then remove and open two of the beers. \softline
The pressure releasing as they were opened was loud compared to their environment. She felt \softline
Bronwen grab her right hand and place a cold beer in it.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Drink up. It{\u8217\'92}s Smirnoff Ice, your favorite.{\u8221\'94} Bronwen was right. It was Jessy{\u8217\'92}s favorite choice \softline
when they could get away with drinking at the bar. Danielle would often turn a blind eye so long \softline
as there was no chance of anyone getting caught or ratted on. But a whole case? The wrath of her \softline
new boss struck more fear in her than the sound of cars driving close enough they should be able \softline
to see the two young women.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 As Jessy was reaching the end of her bottle, she could hear Bronwen opening another pair of \softline
bottles. She felt the empty being pulled from her hand and a new cold one put in its place.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Drink this one too. When you are done drinking your second, you may take the blindfold off. I \softline
will leave a message for you. Follow the directions. I{\u8217\'92}ll see you in a bit.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 With that, Jessy could hear Bronwen pick up the case of beer and walk away. She tried to \softline
swallow the cold, sweet beverage as quietly as she could so she could listen to Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s \softline
footsteps. They walked away, but sometimes they sounded like they were coming back, only to \softline
go away again. She heard Bronwen walk around all different directions. It seemed unthinkable \softline
that Bronwen wouldn{\u8217\'92}t know exactly where she was going to walk to, but then Jessy figured \softline
Bronwen was just trying to keep her disoriented.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Trying to be quiet and feeling quite full from her first bottle, Jessy drank as fast as she could so \softline
she could continue with Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s dare. On finishing her liquid hourglass she triumphantly \softline
ripped off the blindfold. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to her surroundings.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 She was in the middle of a cornfield! There was a small clearing with paths leading off in three \softline
different directions. In front of her was a six pack with only two bottles of Smirnoff and a note
stuck in-between the bottle necks.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 \i Dear Jessy,
}{\plain \fs24 \i
}{\plain \fs24 \i Welcome to Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s version of country fun. You are standing in the middle of the Apple \softline
Barn{\u8217\'92}s cornfield maze. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to find me at the \softline
rendezvous point. Look around. You will see something of mine. Follow my trail through the \softline
maze. Bring the beer with you to keep yourself refreshed!
}{\plain \fs24 \i
}{\plain \fs24 \i Bronwen}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 The full October moon was lighting the sky, even making reading the note from Bronwen easy. \softline
Only a few clouds moved through the inky sky. Jessy slowly turned around in her spot, looking \softline
for something of Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 It didn{\u8217\'92}t take long to notice Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s bright white shirt hung from an ear of corn on a stalk \softline
down one of the paths. Jessy bent down and picked up her six pack and put her empty in it, then \softline
walked down the maze path to Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s shirt. She took it from its hanging point and buried her \softline
face in the cloth. It smelled of Sue Z Cues - that same old beer and stale cigarette smell, but it \softline
also smelled distinctly of Bronwen, sweet with a light perfumed air. Jessy became heady from the \softline
scent and thinking about the craziness of this country dare.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 The path continued for a while until there was a place to either continue straight or turn right. \softline
Jessy strained her eyes, looking for Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s next clue. Down the right hand path was an empty \softline
beer bottle, so she followed that path until she could pick that up. As she wandered around the \softline
paths, the full moon overhead continued to light everything brightly even as the corn stalks stood \softline
almost 3 feet over her head.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Every time Jessy came to a point in the maze where she had to make a decision, Bronwen had \softline
left something just in her sight: a bottle opener - with a note telling Jessy to be sure to finish her \softline
next two beers, Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s bra, her skirt, three more empty bottles, two wide leather bracelets \softline
and her thong. As Jessy picked up the thong, and smelled it with her eyes closed, a vision of \softline
Bronwen standing naked except for her pair of thigh high fuck-me boots came clearly into \softline
Jessy{\u8217\'92}s head. On opening her eyes, the vision stood before her, smiling.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I think you are a bit over dressed for running the maize maze in the moonlight.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy could only stare in admiration. Bronwen had a gorgeous body. The corn stood taller than \softline
either of them. The passing cars could not see this beautiful woman. She was standing there only \softline
for Jessy.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Um, Bronwen, I{\u8217\'92}ve never been into girls,{\u8221\'94} Jessy caught the words as they came out of her mouth \softline
realizing her brain was in sharp opposition to her now dripping pussy.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Have you ever tried?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}No.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Did you like the maze?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Yeah, this is cool with the moonlight and all.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Have you ever tried a cornfield maze before?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}No, can{\u8217\'92}t say that I have.{\u8221\'94} Jessy knew where Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s argument was going from the start, but \softline
she needed the delay to have her nerves settle some. {\u8220\'93}Is this what all country women do for fun \softline
around here?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I don{\u8217\'92}t know about <i>ALL</i> country women, but this one has always loved running the \softline
cornfield maze in the moonlight after hours. It is not every day, however, that I can get another \softline
beautiful woman to join me. Why don{\u8217\'92}t you put all that stuff down and let me show you what \softline
else there is to be discovered when there{\u8217\'92}s {\u8216\'91}nothing to do.{\u8217\'92}{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 For a moment Jessy didn{\u8217\'92}t move. How could she refuse Bronwen? So she set Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s cloths \softline
down in the path along with her bottles and walked towards this woman who commanded her so \softline
masterfully, yet with such compassion.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen waited patiently for her new friend to approach her. She could see the arousal in Jessy{\u8217\'92}s \softline
eyes, and smell her arousal - a musky aroma which smelled distinctly of sex and grew stronger as \softline
the clothed girl approached.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen kept her hands by her sides until Jessy was within an inch of her body. Jessy looked \softline
down at Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s ample breasts. When she did, Bronwen reached down for one of Jessy{\u8217\'92}s \softline
hands, bringing it up and placing it on one of her globes.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}All mine, all real. Go ahead. Do whatever inspires you.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy moved her hand around, and lightly shaped and squeezed Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s one breast than the \softline
other. With both hands she explored even more, backing up so she could watch Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s \softline
nipples rise to attention as her thumbs rubbed over them. One part of her brain asking her if she \softline
was now a lesbian, yet another part was listening to the feedback from her body which was \softline
telling her how phenomenally exciting and erotic this all was.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Jessy?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy looked up at Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s face.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Stop worrying about whether you are a lesbian or not. I don{\u8217\'92}t think you are. You are a beautiful \softline
woman with a body that wants to feel good. There{\u8217\'92}s nothing wrong with that. Try to stop \softline
thinking about all those things you have been taught over the years and just listen to what your \softline
body tells you. I can see you like this - and who wouldn{\u8217\'92}t?{\u8221\'94} Bronwen wrapped her arms around
Jessy{\u8217\'92}s waist and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy melted at the kiss. Her head swam with the words she was hearing and the sensations she \softline
was feeling. She had to wrap her own arms around Bronwen to keep herself from collapsing. In \softline
no time her hands moved down to Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s full round, naked ass. She explored those globes as \softline
she had explored Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s breasts moments earlier. A long low moan came from deep inside \softline
her.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen took the cue of Jessy{\u8217\'92}s transformation and untucked her shirt from her jeans. She let her \softline
hands explore up Jessy{\u8217\'92}s back and unhooked the back of her bra. Jessy{\u8217\'92}s only response was to \softline
move her hands in more directions, exploring and touching, feeling the soft skin of her new \softline
discovery. Bronwen interrupted Jessy{\u8217\'92}s exploring for only a moment when, in one smooth \softline
motion, she lifted her shirt up over her head along with the bra. She leaned back from their \softline
embrace to admire the porcelain, smooth skin of Jessy{\u8217\'92}s body in the white light of the moon.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy{\u8217\'92}s breasts were evenly proportioned B cups, with small areolas and perky nipples which \softline
pointed up to the stars. Bronwen slid down Jessy{\u8217\'92}s body, and knelt on the ground of the corn \softline
field with the tops of her boots protecting her knees. Taking one breast in her mouth she sucked \softline
strongly. With her hands she ran her fingers in and around the waist band of Jessy{\u8217\'92}s jeans, \softline
slipping them inside and hanging them from the front.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 With her breasts receiving the most expert attention they had ever experienced, Jessy dropped her \softline
head back in pure joy. She held onto Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s shoulders, with long, thick, blonde hair covering \softline
them to maintain her balance. She could feel Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s hands exploring around the top of her \softline
jeans and her mind gave in to plead for Bronwen to go further. {\u8220\'93}Please...{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen stopped her ministrations on Jessy{\u8217\'92}s perky breasts. {\u8220\'93}Please, what, Jessy?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Please take them off. Please.{\u8221\'94} Jessy{\u8217\'92}s begging inspired Bronwen.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Yes, my love, we{\u8217\'92}ll take them off.{\u8221\'94} Bronwen sat back on the heels of her boots and slowly \softline
unbuttoned Jessy{\u8217\'92}s fly. Bronwen leaned her face inside and inhaled deeply. Jessy swooned from \softline
the eroticism of seeing this beautiful woman burying her face inside her jeans. Keeping her face \softline
at Jessy{\u8217\'92}s sex, Bronwen peeled the tight jeans down from around her ass and thighs. Once at her \softline
ankles, Jessy lifted one leg at a time so she could step out of her jeans. Underneath she was \softline
wearing light cotton panties with small flowers on them. Bronwen had left them on and now ran \softline
a finger inside the leg band of one leg and then the other, brushing lightly on either side of \softline
Jessy{\u8217\'92}s swelling sex, then taking the finger out.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Can I have these?{\u8221\'94} Bronwen asked, tugging at the waistband of Jessy{\u8217\'92}s panties.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Huh?{\u8221\'94} The question was unexpected by Jessy.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}May I keep your panties, love?{\u8221\'94} Bronwen clarified.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Only if I can have yours.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Of course you can have mine.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Isn{\u8217\'92}t it uncomfortable wearing a thong?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}No, not at all. It makes me feel very sexy. You{\u8217\'92}d get used to them if you wore them.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen pulled Jessy{\u8217\'92}s panties down and off then pulled Jessy down to be with her. Together \softline
they leaned in for a deep, passionate kiss. If Jessy had any apprehensions remaining, they \softline
disappeared with that kiss. Their tongues probed deep, intertwining, exploring deep and dancing \softline
together.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Without breaking the kiss, they both fell down to the ground, hands moving, grabbing stroking \softline
everywhere. Jessy found she wanted to knead Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s breasts more than anything else, while \softline
Bronwen intertwined one hand in Jessy{\u8217\'92}s hair and pulled at it, and with the other, slipped two \softline
fingers between Jessy{\u8217\'92}s legs, easily sliding them past Jessy{\u8217\'92}s very wet lips, deep into her cunt.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy broke the kiss first. {\u8220\'93}Uhung.{\u8221\'94} Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s fingers began stroking in and out, curling forward \softline
against Jessy{\u8217\'92}s g-spot. The rest of what Jessy spoke was completely incoherent as Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s \softline
thumb joined in on a rhythmic thumping of Jessy{\u8217\'92}s clit as her hand moved back and forth.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 As her first climax built and released, Jessy clenched Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s hand with her thighs so tightly, \softline
all Bronwen could do was wiggle her fingers a bit, as the walls of Jessy{\u8217\'92}s vagina contracted and \softline
loosened, pushing out a stream of juices past Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s hand and down her own legs. Jessy \softline
buried her face in Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s next, moaning and muffling her screams.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 After what seemed an eternity to Jessy, she finally loosened her grip on Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s hand and \softline
rolled back on her back exhausted. Bronwen moved down to clean up Jessy{\u8217\'92}s ejaculations with \softline
her soft warm tongue.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Oh, my god, Bronwen. I don{\u8217\'92}t think I can handle that.{\u8221\'94} Jessy said as she realized what Bronwen \softline
was doing.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}You{\u8217\'92}re not going to deny me this delicious evening treat, are you?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}No.{\u8221\'94} Jessy sighed. {\u8220\'93}You did tell me it is better to give than to receive when we started this dare. \softline
Is that true?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Hmmmm.{\u8221\'94} Bronwen thought as she left trails with her tongue on Jessy{\u8217\'92}s thighs. {\u8220\'93}You know, \softline
now that you mention it, I might have been wrong on that one. Think you might like to find out?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93} Mmm. Yes. I think I would like to do that. But...{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}But you{\u8217\'92}ve never even thought about doing it before tonight?{\u8221\'94} Bronwen crawled back up next \softline
to her evening{\u8217\'92}s lover.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Right.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Well, don{\u8217\'92}t worry. Most women just know how to make another woman feel wonderful. I have \softline
a feeling about you, Jessy. I have a feeling you will know just exactly how to give.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy glowed at hearing her name come from the lips of her new lover. With the encouragement, \softline
she slowly worked her way down Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s voluptuous body. She had to stop at those breasts \softline
and pay homage to each one as she passed. She left a trail of light butterfly kisses down \softline
Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s abdomen, planting a special one on Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s piercing.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen lay back on the cool ground, first looking at the moon and swearing the man in it had \softline
winked at her. She then closed her eyes as her novice lover discovered and explored. The awe \softline
and curiosity of virgins were thrilling to the more experienced woman.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 As Jessy reached Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s dripping wet sex, something sparkling caught her eye. Bronwen \softline
slowly parted her legs, and staring Jessy in the face was a sparkling stud piercing the hood of \softline
Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s clitoris. Jessy stuck out her tongue and gently nudged the jewelry.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Ooohh.{\u8221\'94} Bronwen let out a low moan.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy was surprised at the sweet, light taste of Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s juices which she sampled from the \softline
stud. Her body suddenly craved more, so she flattened out her tongue and ran it clean from as far \softline
back as her head and the ground would let her, back up, over and past Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s jewelry back to \softline
her belly button piercing. What a wonderful taste!! Jessy couldn{\u8217\'92}t get enough of it so she worked \softline
her tongue around the outside of Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s swollen lips and down the inside of her thighs to the \softline
tops of those high zippered boots. Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s shaved pussy was smooth enabling Jessy to lap at it \softline
with pure abandon.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 With Bronwen now clean of her juices on the outside Jessy knew exactly where to get more and \softline
it dripped like honey from inside Bronwen. Jessy plunged her tongue deep into Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s cunt, \softline
causing Bronwen to lift her hips high up off the ground.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Yesssss... Jessssssy. You are... an pro... fesssssion... al... pusssssy llllick... er,{\u8221\'94} Bronwen hissed \softline
in encouragement, trying to hold back her orgasm as Jessy tongue fucked her pussy.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s words only urged Jessy on faster. Jessy plunged her tongue deep, then nodded up with \softline
her head as she came back, rubbing the stud in Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s clit hood with her nose. Now kneeling \softline
in the dirt between Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s legs, Jessy held Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s honey pot to her face by holding firmly \softline
to each cheek of Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s ass - trying hard to keep her face buried in the sweet nectar.
}{\plain \fs24 Finally, Bronwen could stand it no longer, and with a long howl at the moon, her orgasm ripped \softline
through her body, giving a flood of sweet juices to Jessy. Jessy lapped and licked as fast as she \softline
could, trying to keep even a drop of the precious fluid from dripping to the ground.
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy was still lapping, searching for more as Bronwen came down from her last few shudders of \softline
tiny orgasm when Bronwen reached down, cradling Jessy{\u8217\'92}s wet chin and smiling face in her \softline
hand.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Come here, love.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy crawled over Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s body and Bronwen wrapped her arms around her co-worker and \softline
pulled her in for a hug. {\u8220\'93}See. You knew exactly what to do.{\u8221\'94} Jessy hugged Bronwen deeper, \softline
feeling a great comfort in words she had never hear from a lover before. Things seemed so right \softline
at that moment.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 The cool autumn air made its presence known to the two women as the heat of their passion was \softline
whisked off into the field around them. Jessy shuddered, and Bronwen began to feel the cold of \softline
the damp earth beneath her creep into her bare skin.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 They dressed in between kisses, Jessy donning Bronwen{\u8217\'92}s thong, while Bronwen tucked Jessy{\u8217\'92}s \softline
cotton panties in her cleavage.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}You know, I think you are right about it being better to give than receive, but I{\u8217\'92}m confused as to \softline
when I was giving and when I was receiving.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Bronwen smiled a knowing smile as she zipped her skirt.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy looked around, the effects of her drinking and their sex making her head dizzy. {\u8220\'93}How do \softline
we get out of here?{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}Don{\u8217\'92}t worry, I know the way. Every fall I run through this maze when the moon{\u8217\'92}s out and the \softline
skies are clear. I could find my way out with my eyes closed.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I dare you to do that with me some time.{\u8221\'94}
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 {\u8220\'93}I{\u8217\'92}ll take that dare.{\u8221\'94} Bronwen exclaimed, reaching out for Jessy{\u8217\'92}s hand and smiling.
}{\plain \fs24
}{\plain \fs24 Jessy just smiled back and the two wound their way out of the cornfield maze together by the \softline
light of the harvest moon.
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}{\plain \fs24 {\u169\'a9}2004 Dale H. West
}{\plain \fs24 This story was a winning entry in the Erotic Stories Challenge http://eschallenge.com
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