The top fitted very snugly, highlighting her cleavage, and I realised as she pressed into me and my hand ran down her back that she was not wearing a ...bra. Her warm breath made my neck tingle; this and her soft breasts squashed between us made me bite my lip and sent tingles of anticipation flowing through my stomach.Valerie pulled back and looked at me, “God, you look sexy when you bite your lip.”Then she leaned in and kissed me on the lips. I squeezed my legs together; I felt as if I was. I’m not just saying that because she was my wife, or that I’d missed her so much, but because she was. She was more beautiful than I’d ever seen her. Her skin was bronzed from the Caribbean sun, her fabulous hair was a beautiful golden blonde with curled tendrils on each side of her face, and her dress…how do I describe the dress she was wearing?It was leather; a soft, thin, snow-white leather that fit her as if it had been formed specifically for her body. In fact, I was sure it had to have. My tongue caressed her nipples that were as hard as gravel stones. As I sucked softly she pressed my face hard into each one then releasing my head to just let me nurse a bit calming me. She said goodbye to Ron as she held me close then let me spend as much time as I wanted working her tits for her. The towel was soaked thru with my sweat and my outfit was a disaster being so wet or covered in cum at the end. Ms. Bennett put some cool water from her bottle she carried every day on another clean. Mm, that ... fuck, yeah! ... do that, mmmm, oh, yeah, do that, please ... oogghh, like that! oh shit, yeah! do that! do me, do that!!’There was no doubt now that she was taking me, that she was fucking me with unbridled sapphic passion and lesbian lust ... and, yes, also no doubt now that I wanted this, that I was giving myself up to her, body and probably soul as well.I learned afterwards that Tamar was also (shit, what a word to use in this context, also!!) completely 100 per cent lesbian,.