Karen quickly led the short haired oriental to  the couch and kissed her once
again.  This time the  kiss was long and deep. She felt Keiko's mouth  open,
allowing her tongue easy access. Their  tongues met and began to dart in and out
of each  others mouths. While this exchange too place, Karen began  to unbutton
Keiko's blouse, slipping her hand within.  The Japanese woman's body trembled as
she felt the  Irish girl slip her hand inside her bra.  Her hand  cupped the
small breasts and soon her fingers began  to work their magic on the small
nipples.  Keiko let  out a soft moan, just to let Karen know that she  wanted her
to continue. The rest of the buttons quickly followed and  soon the light blue
blouse was on the floor.  The half  cup bra joined it, giving Karen a good look
at the  golden mounds she had only glimpsed in the shower. "They're
beautiful...."  Karen smiled. "They're too small..."  Keiko countered.
"Nonsense,"  Karen retorted as she cupped  one in each hand. "Anything more than
a mouthful  goes to waste anyway." With that her mouth was on the dark drown 
nipples, her tongue covering the small protruding  tips. "Oh that's nice..." 
Keiko sighed as she felt  the wetness of the white girl's mouth. Karen continued
to make oral  love to the  Oriental's breasts, even as her hands moved down  and
undid the clips of Keiko's skirt.  Keiko shifted a  little, lifting her ass off
the couch. With a quick tug,  the skirt and panties now topped the growing pile
of  clothes. Karen began to kiss downward, covering the  golden belly, converging
on the small triangle of hair  below.  She was fascinated by the absence of any 
real body hair.  What little there was around Keiko's  mound was trimmed tight
against the skin.  Her own  bush was quite large and full, in preference to
Amanda's taste. Her fingers stroked the outer walls of  Keiko's pussy, then Karen
moved closer and kissed  it in the center.  She could smell Keiko's perfume, it 
was obvious that she had put some there at the gym.  As she continued to kiss the
outer edges, she slipped  a finger inside.  Soon it was followed by a second, 
then a third.  Finally it was followed by her probing tongue. Keiko had stretched
her legs as far apart as  she could, balancing herself on the back of the  couch.
 For the moment she was content to just lay  back and enjoy Karen's
ministrations.  She couldn't  help but note how much nicer it felt than any of
the  men who had eaten her.  Those few who had be  willing to even try she
corrected herself. For a good ten minutes Karen thrusted her  eager tongue in and
out of the cavity of oriental  delight.  Every woman tasted different, but Keiko 
was somehow ever more unique.  Perhaps it was just  her imagination, perhaps not.
"I want to see you naked!"  Keiko said as she  pulled Karen away.  "I want to
make love to you  too." Karen stood and began to slowing pull her  shirt over her
head.  The she reached up and played  with her large 36 inch breasts, still
within the  confines of her bra.  Those beautiful emerald eyes  were riveted on
her hand as she undid the front clasp  and sent the white material floating to
the floor. As they popped free, she grabbed a breast in  each hand and gave them
a playful squeeze.  She had  never really been impressed by breast size, but she 
could tell Keiko was. She leaned forward, one knee on the couch  and lifted her
right breast to Keiko's mouth.  The  Japanese girl reached out with her tongue
and lightly  licked the already erect nipple. After a third pass  with her
tongue, she reached up and guided the  whole of Karen's aureole into her waiting
mouth. Keiko sucked tenderly at first, like the  newborn she in a way was.  Then
her motions  became stronger and she pulled more and more flesh  into her mouth. 
While she suckled at the first breasts, her free hand sought out the second and 
fondled it. Soon she switched positions and lifted  the other nipple to her
mouth. Karen let her take her time exploring the new  sensation, remembering her
own first experience  with a woman.  Her own delight at the first time she  had
actually touched another woman's body. Running her fingers through Keiko's short 
almost boyish hair, she whispered sweat words of  encouragement.  Words that
translated into an  increased desire by Keiko to please her. Keiko then began to
move her attentions  down Karen's body, duplicating the motion Karen  had used on
her earlier.  Have to give her credit,  Karen said to herself, she's a fast
learner. Keiko's first attempts at cunnilingus were  awkward, even a little
rough.  Karen reached down  and pulled her own lips aside for the neophyte lover,
 giving her a clear view of her objective. "Take your time,"  She whispered. 
"Just lick  it softly, it'll come to you." Sure enough, after a few minutes,
Keiko  began to develop a rhythm of her own and began to  send little sparks into
the walls of Karen's love  tunnel.  I was right, Karen congratulated herself, 
defiantly a fast learner. Soon Keiko was rewarded with her first  tastes of
girlcum as Karen's body began to respond  in earnest. "Let's move to the floor." 
Karen said as she  guided Keiko into a 69 position.  "That way we can  both enjoy
it." For the next half hour, the two women lapped at each other, taking turns
increasing and  decreasing their passion.  Karen knew she was close,  but was
determined to hold off until Keiko was  ready. It wasn't long, and both women
exploded in  unison.  Globs of hot cum gushed from each as they  each buried
their face in the other's mound.  Keiko  had never experienced an orgasm like
this and she  wanted it to go on and on.  Her face was covered with love-juice,
but she continued to lick away  between Karen's legs.  But all good things must
end  as they say and finally both were exhausted. For twenty minutes they laid
entangled in  each others arms. Their bodies covered with sweat  and cum, they
silently kissed and licked each other. "I'm so glad I met you tonight,"  Keiko
said  softly.  "I'd never have had the courage to try  something like this back
home." "I'm just as glad to have met you," Karen  replied as she kissed Keiko's
breast.  "It's been so  long since I've felt this good.  I wish I could........"
Just then she was interrupted by the ringing  of the phone. She let it ring a
second time, thinking  she should let the machine pick it up.  Then she  decided
to answer it.

"Hello?" She said, continuing to play with  Keiko's breasts. "Karen.....can you
hear me?"  Came the  voice on the phone. It was a few seconds before Karen
realized it  was Amanda's voice. "Amanda?" "Hi lover, you don't know how
delightful it is  to hear your voice."  replied the voice over the  receiver. 
"I'm in Los Angeles." "Is something wrong?"  Karen asked as she  let go of
Keiko's breast and lifted herself into a  sitting position.  "I thought you would
still be out at  sea for another few weeks." "We had engine problems and had to
cut the  trip short.  I have to wrap up a few loose ends out  here over the
weekend, but I should be home by  Sunday night." "That's great..."   Karen said,
wondering if  she really meant it. "Karen, there's something I want to say, 
something I don't want to wait for Sunday for you to  hear." "Yes...." "Baby,  I
love you, I don't think I've ever  realized how much until the last few weeks. 
At first  I was so involved in my work that I didn't see how  much I hurt you by
just up and leaving like that. Then as I began to miss you more and more , I knew
 that no work was worth leaving you again." "Oh God Mandy, you don't know how
long  I've waited to hear you say that.  I can't wait for you  to get home."
"Well Sunday's only another day and a half,  It'll go by quickly.  I hope you've
been taking care of  yourself. I was passing a phone in the hotel lobby,  we
haven't even checked in yet, and I suddenly felt  the need to call you.  Have you
eaten dinner?  I  know how you get after those Friday night classes at  the Y,
you get so worked up you forget to eat at  all." At Amanda's mention of the
aerobic class,  Karen suddenly remembered Keiko was lying beside  her.  For the
moment she was at a loss for words. "Karen...are you there?" "Er yes......I'm
here,"  She said as she saw  Keiko sit up and smile.  "Must be the connection."
Keiko brought her finger up to her lips and  signaled silence. There was no need
for Karen to  mention her lapse of fidelity. "I was asking if you've been
remembering to  east?" "Oh yes, don't worry about that, I brought a  little
Japanese home after the class, it was delicious."  Karen said, smiling as Keiko.
"I didn't know you liked Japanese."  Amanda  said. "It's a newly acquired taste."
 came Karen's  answer. "Honey, Dr. Walsh is calling for me to catch  up. I have
to go.  I'll be on Continental Flight 203 on  Sunday, we'll get in about 5:30."
"Fine, I'll pick you up then." "Good-bye love, and when I get home I want  to
start over.  As far as I'm concerned, anything that  happened before 5:30 Sunday
never existed." "That's fine by me, I love you too."

"All right in the world with your lover? Keiko asked. "Yeh,"  Karen said
sheeplessly.  "I guess  Sunday will be a new beginning, this time maybe we  can
make it work." "I'm glad, maybe when I get back to LA I'll  be able to find
someone as nice as you." "I'm sure you will."  Karen said, feeling a  little
awkward. "Listen, Keiko, about tonight......" Keiko placed her outstretched
finger on  Karen's lips. "What happened within these four walls will  always
remain here."  She said.  "When I walk out  that door, all that will bind us are
memories.  A  memory I for one will cherish." Karen just had to reach out and
embrace  Keiko.  Another time and place things might've been  very different. 
But deep down she knew she had to  give Amanda her chance at that fresh start.
"You know, "  Karen said in a quiet voice.  "You don't have to walk out that door
right this  minute." Keeping to her word,  the Japanese woman  never looked back
when she walked out the door  -  early Sunday afternoon.