Chapter 25

The first aid course wasn't going too well. I was having fun of course, feeling up Evie and she touching me up. But that was the problem. I wasn't taking in enough of the information. I was sure I wouldn't pass the fairly tough exam at the end of the week. I was beginning to think that I might have to bribe George the instructor in to giving me a pass. Not money of course. Even though George looked in his fifties, I reckoned I could persuade him to pass me if I offered him shag. I'd have to see how things went on Thursday. If I still felt I was going to fail, I'd suggest a blowjob in the loo or something I might even get away with giving him a handjob. Later that day, Evie told me that her friend, Jo, was coming up to meet her that evening. This Jo, I found out, was the rather butch looking woman I'd seen her with at lunch times. I felt a little pang of jealousy that Evie would be spending the evening with another woman and not me. Evie made me promise that I would not say a word to Jo about what we'd got up to.

The evening came and Jo turned up at about seven thirty. She met Evie and me in the bar. I had a chance to get a better look at her. Jo was bit taller than Evie, but was also a lot thinner. She had virtually no boobs to speak of, but a big arse. She was rather manly in her mannerisms and attitudes. She smoked quite heavily, and her face was lined, even though she was only in her late twenties. This was one woman I did not fancy. After chatting for about half an hour, I made my excuses and left, so that Evie could take her up to our room and bang her. I was really quite envious of this Jo. She'd be getting the shagging I should be getting. Evie said that she would put the 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the door while Jo was there.

I made my way to the café, ordered a pot of coffee and settled down to read a magazine. I thought I'd go for a walk around the town later. I'd been reading for less than half an hour, when I noticed a striking blonde approaching the booth where I was sitting. She was striking in that she was about six feet tall, with a slender build. Her hair was cut short to just below the ears. She had high cheekbones and bright blue eyes. She was wearing a long fake fur coat over a lemon two piece suit. The skirt came down to just above the knee. Her clothes looked smart and expensively cut. She stood towering over me and asked in an accent I couldn't quite place,

"Are you alone, or are you waiting for someone?" I put the magazine down and said,

"No, I'm not waiting for anyone as a matter of fact, my time is my own."

"Then, may I join you?"

"Yes please do, I could do with the company. If you'd like some coffee I can get another cup."

"No thank you I'm fine." She held out her hand and said,

"I'm Magda Stelsgaard. Pleased to meet you.' I took her hand and shook it briefly and said,

"Nice to meet you too Magda, I'm Ann. You're Scandinavian?"

"Yes, I'm from Stockholm.I'm here on business. I go back home on Thursday"

We chatted for sometime about travel and her impressions of England etc. I was quite attracted to her. She had taken off her coat and now I could see a fine pair of boobs under a tight fitting white silk blouse. There was the outline of a white lacy bra showing through the thin material. I now felt very attracted to this tall Swedish woman. As she crossed her legs I saw a shapely pair of thighs and calves. This woman obviously looked after herself.

"Excuse me for saying Ann, but I notice that you do not wear a wedding ring. Are you not married?"

"No," I replied," I haven't found the right man yet. How about you?"

"I am not married also. I have not found the right man... or woman.'

This answer almost made me shudder with the possibilities. The pussy juices flowed. Then she said,

"I must congratulate you Ann. Most people look at me in horror when I mention women."

"Well," I said, "I'm a believer in people getting pleasure from wherever they can. Provided nobody gets too hurt of course."

"That's a very refreshing attitude Ann. So tell me, have you ever experienced the pleasures of a woman?"

"Actually Magda I have, often. But not often enough. I was supposed to be enjoying such pleasures this evening, but my date had other ideas."

"Well Ann. We can't have you disappointed. Perhaps I can help." Then Magda leaned towards me; her expensive perfume was light and delicate. She whispered in my ear,

"I would like to make love to you. Come to my room." Now my knickers really did flood. I said,

"Yes I'd like that very much Magda." God, was I horny now? We got up, Magda grabbed her coat, and we headed for the lifts to go to her first floor room. We were not alone; another couple came in with us. As soon as the doors closed, Magda slid her hand on to my arse and gave it a squeeze. By the time we got in to her room I was gagging for it. Magda put her coat away and said,

"Would you like a drink Ann?" I declined the offer and said,

"Actually after all that coffee I need a pee. May I use your toilet please?"

"Of course you know where it is." I went in the loo and pulled down my wet knickers, sat, and started to pee. As the yellow stream gushed out of me, I peeled the sodden liner from the crotch of my knickers and replaced it with a fresh one from my bag. As I was finishing and reaching for the tissue, Magda appeared in the doorway. She was completely naked. She was as beautiful as I'd thought. Long, slender legs leading to a neatly trimmed blonde bush. A flat tummy rising up to a perfect pair of tits. She was beyond beautiful, she was a goddess. This goddess was about to fuck me, Ann Maloney, I was incredibly flattered. Wouldn't Evie be so jealous if she knew? The goddess spoke,

"Is that better Ann?" I nodded and said,

"Yes, I thought I was going to wee myself." As I went to dry myself with the tissue, Magda said,

"Let me do that for you Ann." She walked towards me like a model on a catwalk; graceful, almost feline in her movements. Her boobs swayed slightly as she stepped closer. She took the tissue from my hand an knelt in front of me. Gently she slid the tissue up to my pussy and pressed it softly against the wet folds of my puffy lips. She wiped it over my cunt and dropped it in to the bowl. Her hand remained between my legs; I was desperate for her to finger fuck me. I only had to wait a second before a long manicured finger slid in to my fanny. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of her delicate touch inside my cunt. Then she withdrew it and I opened my eyes in time to see her suck on her own finger. Her finger slid slowly in and out of her mouth like she was fingering her pussy.

"Mmnn, you taste delicious Ann. I want more, much more." Magda stood and walked back towards the bedroom. She paused by the door, turned, looked over shoulder

and licking her pouting red lips beckoned me with her finger. I thought, this is one high class sophisticated lady. I got up from the loo and kicked off my shoes and knickers. I walked in to the bedroom to see the ravishingly gorgeous Magda standing by the bed, hand on hip and leg slightly bent. She even stood like a model. I remarked on the fact and she said,

"Yes, I am a model back home in Sweden. I've been over here in England looking for a new agent to get me more work here. Now come here and let me undress you." I walked over and stood in front of her. She looked me up and down and then began to unbutton my blouse. I was shaking at the soft touch of her hands. When all the buttons were undone she pulled it wide open and looked at my tits and said,

"My my, what lovely breasts you have Ann, what size are you?" I managed to mumble,

"42DD"

"Oh Ann they are so big, I wish mine were like that." Magda stepped behind me undid the clasp and slipping the straps off my shoulders, pulled my bra off. The bra fell to the floor and Magda's hands were instantly in its place, cupping and lifting the heavy weight of my tits. She pulled herself in tight to my back, I felt her tits press in to my neck and her crotch was hard against my lower back. She was so much taller than me that if I turned round now her tits would be in my face. A very nice thought. She was caressing and playing with my tits as she stood behind me. I felt her tits drag down my back as she slowly lowered herself to her knees. Her hands were up my skirt as she kissed the small of my back. Her long sensuous fingers traced gently over my thighs and arse. I held my breath as her hands moved slowly and teasingly towards my drenched fanny. Magda pulled at the waist of my skirt to pull it down undid the button and zip and it fell to the floor. Now I was as naked as her. Her mouth glided across my arse as she kissed and licked it. I badly wanted to spin round and pull her face in to my cunt, but I let her do what she wanted.