Fantasy Maid

As the questions rolled on we had found out an awful lot about each other’s sex lives. It must have been the cosmos speaking in combination with the whole naughtiness of the evening, because I have never been one to reveal intimate details about myself to my girlfriends. Among the things I found out about Jan were that she lost her virginity when she was 18, her favourite sex position was on top, and she once covered her breasts and pussy in honey and had a lover lick it all off. I even found out that she had been in a threesome with two guys. Among the things that I had told Jan were that my husband’s penis was six inches long, that I fantasised about other women sometimes when I masturbated, and that I had visited a sex shop.

We never finished the questions. Jan and I had moved closer together on the couch and I found myself gazing into Jan’s eyes. I had noticed that her gaze occasionally dropped to my chest. I have always been bi-curious but have never so much as kissed another woman and would never have the courage to make the first move. I think Jan may have sensed both my interest and my trepidation.

Jan went to say something else and then coyly giggled like a naughty school girl and said:

“Don’t worry, it’s nothing”.

“No go on tell me”, I beckoned.

With eyes twinkling in the candlelight, Jan blurted out simply, “I want to kiss you.”