EXTRACT FOR
An Encounter With Paris
(Blair Erotica)

He took her to the lounge and they slid into a corner booth, sitting on a curved leather couch. He faced into the room and used hand signals he got her to turn and sit facing him, with one foot on the couch. She had to hike up her dress to do it, and she knew it gave him or anyone standing near him a view of her pussy if they thought to look. She rested on hand on the table by her drink and the other on her knee.



He smiled and said, "There are other people like us. It is a matter of finding them and letting them know that you are one, as I knew I'd find Europa."



"You have names for them all?"



"Many. Some have their own names already, names that represent who they are, or can be, or should be."



She sipped her drink and let him talk. They hadn't exchanged many words, and it was his game.



"Some can try an adventure like this once, and then they happily go home to a wife or husband, or long-term lover, or even loneliness. For some it is a sport they like try occasionally, when life is terribly dull, or difficult. For others, it becomes something more."



"As it is for you," she said.



"Yes," he said. "And, I think, for you."



She wondered if that were true. "I don't know."



He smiled. "You can't know now. You need to think, to hear the echoes of our adventure in your body. What we have done and will do, might frighten you when you think of it later. It might make you want more. You will have to see."



She smiled and licked her lips. "Now I am very curious about the part that went 'what we will do' in your statement," she said.



He reached his hand over to her raised leg and stroked the inside of her thigh. "That was my intent, Europa," he said. "Everything I have said or done since I walked up to your table this morning was intended to intrigue and titillate you."



"You've done a fine job," she said.



A slim woman walked over from the bar. She wore a business suit and her soft brown hair was done up on top of her head, showing a long and sensuous neck. After staring into Paris's eyes, she slid into the seat beside him and put her wine glass on the table. 



Europa felt the woman's eyes caressing her face, and then running quickly down her body to rest on her bare cunt. She leaned her head over and rested it on Paris's shoulder.



Europa saw Paris smile and when he nodded to her, she knew what he expected of her.



An odd sensation crept through her as she reached across him to put her hand on the woman's knee, let it caress her supple inner thigh and then move between her legs. 



She had never had sex with a woman, never flirted with a woman, although earlier she had considered the idea. Now, to arouse a woman and to please a man, she stroked a strange woman's pubic mound and then opened the lips of her pussy and put a finger inside.