Management Training

When I was in me early twenties I was working for a larger bank with corporate offices in San Francisco. I was in a position that I was being sent to the home office for management training. So for a few months I had to fly to San Francisco on Sunday nights for weeklong training. Then fly home on Friday- nights to be with my husband and four children. I had relatives that lived in the Richmond area of the bay. So I called my uncle to see if I could impose on him to stay with them while I was there, rather than stay in one of the hotels in San Francisco. His wife said that it might be more fun if I stayed with my cousin and his wife. They lived in an old Victorian three story home that my cousin bought as an investment and restored because he was a carpenter. She called him to ask him if it would be OK. I got a call a few minutes later from my cousin. Mike and I were born the same week. He had married a girl just a couple of years before. Her name was Janice so we both used Jan as our nick names. Jan was on the extension, she was telling me that Mike had finished the interior of the house and she would fix up one of the four bedrooms just for me. She was telling me that I could catch a bus right on the corner that would take me right by the building I needed to be at. So I made the flight into San Francisco International airport on a Friday- night. In those days the airlines were very fussy about their stewardesses. They were all about the same high. Their hair was held tightly under a cap with wings in front and high heels. You knew that their feet would be killing them by the time we landed. But I noticed a couple that was very close. I was sitting near the galley, so when they were both working in there they touched each other a lot. I was getting excited just watching them. I only gave them a warm smile when they passed me. Mike picked me up at the airport and drove me to his home. Like all homes in San Francisco it was on the side of a hill so that to park a car next to the curb you had to turn the wheels sharply into the curb. Or it would not stop until it was blocks down the hill if it didn't hit another car. When you open the passenger door it swung open fast. Mike and I got out my two bags and we carried them up the stairs to the porch of the house. There was no setback here. The house was right to the sidewalk and the porch went into the house. Before Mike could put his keys in the door it opened. There stood his Jan. She was about 5' 5" tall with a dishwater blonde hair that hung to her shoulders in soft curls. How can I describe her body? She was not heavy but her body was soft. Her breasts were very large. They were at least DD size. Her dress was simple and I could see her legs above the knee. They were nicely shaped. I was to learn that she had been an ice skater when she was a teenager. She was still flexible enough put one leg at a time against a wall with her foot above her head. I took one look at her and felt like I wanted to drag her to bed right now. When she hugged me and kissed me on the cheek I could smell her hair, her perfume and fresh bread that she was baking as we drove up. The house smelled of cooking that was like being at Grandma's on Christmas. I felt right at home with them. Mike left for work early so Jan and I sat and drank coffee before I had to go to the office. She would not hear of me waiting for the bus. She got out her little Triumph TR6 and drove me downtown. She told me to call when I was ready to come home. This time as I got out of the car she kissed me, not on the cheek but on the mouth. As I entered the office building I felt like slipping into a bathroom so I could masturbate behind the closed stall door of a toilet. But I managed to take notes of the lectures. When the day was over I asked what bus to catch and simply got on the right one and made my way to mike's home. When I knocked on the door Jan was upset that I had not called her. She told me that she left the car out so she could pick me up. I excused myself to go change clothes. While I was in the shower washing myself Jan came in and sat on the toilet to talk to me. I felt a little strange with her there but she kept talking until I had to get out to dry off. She handed me a towel and kept on talking about everything. The family, what I had been doing today, that Mike would not be home until late because he was working on a project almost in Monterey. The traffic would be terrible. He was thinking of taking the camper shell and putting it back on his truck and living out of it until the project was finished. So Jan and I ate dinner together and I helped with the dishes. We played a few hands of cards waiting for Mike to get home. When her got home he was upset with the drive home. So as soon as he finished cleaning up and eating dinner he went out and put the camper on his truck. He packed a bag with weeks worth of clothes and the next morning he kissed Jan and said he would be home on Friday early to take me to the air port. Jan assured him that she could do that for me and not to rush home. This time when we were driving down town Jan would rest her right hand on the thigh between the times she shifted the car. I was getting distracted, did she know she was making my panties wet? She kissed me on the mouth before I could get out of the car again. She told me to call for her to pick me up and we would go out to dinner tonight. I called her and used the time to put on fresh makeup. When she pulled up out front I got in and she kissed me again. She commented on my perfume and we were off to the races. She was dressed up nicely. The bodice of the dress had a low cut oval that showed off an ample amount of her breasts. But she had a sweater on against the night air. We went around a few corners and she parked in back of an old building and we went into the back door past the kitchen and were greeted by a jovial little chubby Italian that knew her by name and led us to a table for two. She introduced me to him as Mike's cousin from the east. And he hugged me and told me that I was now a member of his family too, in his broken English. We had a very good Italian dinner. Followed by Capuchino a shot of Almereto wine and a canolie. We were full as we went back to her car. We got in her car and drove to a nightclub called Finocakoes. It was a nightspot where all the entertainment is drag queens. Some of them were just Kamei but some were amazingly beautiful looking women. As the night wore on and the place got rowdier some of the dancers would end the act by standing in front of a table and pulling their dicks out to prove they were men. By the time we left to go home we were both a little tipsy. But we got home without any trouble. We were talking about the show and bagging on the Kamei looking ones. When Jan pulled in back of the house to open the garage door with her remote she pulled in and parked the car. She turned to me and kissed me hard on the mouth. I was shocked but soon melted in her arms. She took my hand and put it against her bare flesh and pushed it under the material of the dress. My hand found the front of her breast. My hand could not begin to cover all her breast. The nipple was between my fingers and they were so soft that when I squeezed them the felt as soft a pillows. Jan only kissed me harder and put her hand under my dress. My panties were soaking wet. She pushed the leg of them aside and put her fingers in my cunt. I was about to climax when she removed her hand. She told me that we should go in the house. I realized that the garage door was open. Jan hit the button and the door came down behind us. The safety light came on as we got out of her little convertible. We went in the back of the house and she led me directly to her bedroom. She kicked off her pumps and started undressing me. I was not to stable on my feet. I was happy to sit on the bed when my dress and slip fell to the floor. Jan had my bra off and was playing with my breasts as I reached for her massive breasts. She knelt down to remove my shoes and stockings. Then she pulled me to my feet to remove my panties. I fell back on the bed as I stepped out of them. I lay there on the bed watching her as she removed her clothes. The dress zippered down the back and it fell to the floor as soon as she pulled the shoulder straps off her arms and leaned forward enough for the material that covered her breasts cleared them. She had no slip on. Only a bra with three-quarter-inch wide shoulder straps to hold a bra that was thin enough to see through. All I can say is that the areolas were almost as big as my hands. The nipples were wide, at lest twice as wide as they were long. I was staring at them as she reached for her panties. Jan had on a pair of tight fitting panties that matched the soft mauve color of her bra. They were cut high at the leg and low on the tummy. When her hands went around the waistband to start pushing them down the sight of her pubic mound coming into view transfixed me. The sandy blonde hair was only slightly darker than the hair on her head. When she stepped out of them I reached out and held her by the hips as I kissed her right on the mound. My tongue sought out her clitoris and flipped against it until she was dancing on tiptoe. Jan pushed me back on the bed and lay beside me. She left the bedside light on so she could see what we were doing. It was a three-way bulb so she had it on the low setting that filled the room with a soft glow. She looked almost golden in the light as she moved up so she could put one of her nipples in my mouth. I felt like a child sucking on her breast. She moved on top of me. The three extra inches in her high made it possible for her to let me nurse on her as she rubbed her cunt against mine. We were so wet that our clits were being mashed against each other. We climaxed that way. We both let out a satisfied moan. I was now turned on by the smell of cunt. So I turned her over onto her back. I turned around and straddled her head as I moved into position where I could reach under her legs and open her legs so that her cunt was exposed to my eyes. I could tell that she shaved herself so that the only hair on her was the triangle above the mound. I searched for her canal with my tongue and slurped nosily in the hole as I used my right hand to find the tight little puckered hole of her ass. I put a finger in my mouth to wet it then probed her backside until it went into her as I returned to slurping the fluid out of her canal. Jan was busy doing the same to me. I would hear her talking into my cunt. No words were understandable but they were the sweetest words I had ever heard. I fell asleep in that position. In the morning we showered together. I turned my back to her as she washed by back. When she reached under my arms to wash my breasts I could feel her big breasts against my back. I turned my head to kiss her. Her tongue went in my mouth and I reached back to cup her pussy. She was riding my fingers until she climaxed. We had to rush to get dressed eat and get me to the office on time. I was thinking about her all day. It was a wonder that I learned anything at all. Jan picked me up and we went home and made a light dinner. I insisted on doing the dishes and Jan finally relented. When I was finished and they were put away I went looking for Jan. She was not in the living room. So I started looking for her. When I got to her bedroom and opened the door. The room was filled in that soft glow and she was on top of the bed as nude as the day she was born. One leg bent and laying on one forearm. Her breasts were covered in chocolate syrup. A banana was sticking out of her cunt with whipped cream all over it. She smiled at me and asked if I was ready for dessert? I undressed without taking my eyes off her. I went right to work cleaning the chocolate from her breasts. Then straddled her head before eating the banana without using my hands. When I was done Jan lay me on my back and probed my ass with a cinnamon stick, which she left in there. Then she took a hard plantain banana and fucked me with it until it was soft. Then poured chocolate over me, and then put whipped cream on top of me with a cherry of all of that. She took her time eating her dessert. The last thing she ate was cinnamon stick. I lost count of climaxes I had. At least this night we went to sleep locked in each other's arms. Her legs interlocked with mine so we could rub our cunts on each other's legs. The next night we watched TV as we masturbated each other until bedtime. When we went to bed we made love most of the night. The masturbation just made us horny for each other. By Friday and it was time to catch the plane home I was one satisfied girl. Jan took me to the airport and we sat in the car making out with each other until I had to go to the reservation desk to confirm my ticket. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the two stewardesses from my flight out to San Francisco walk by our car. I made eye contact with both of them. There was not doubt that they not only saw the kiss but saw that my hand was on Jan's breast. I gave Jan one last kiss at the gate to the plane and boarded the plane. Both stewardesses told me they were glad that I was flying back on their flight. They switched my seat quickly so that I was in the last row by myself. On the flight home they stopped by to see if I had everything I needed. With their backs to the rest of the plane they lifted there skirts up to show me they had no panties on. They playfully rubbed their cunts and then put their fingers under my nose. When we landed at home they sat on either side of me and both masturbated the seat belt signs and me until the plane stopped went off. I was weak kneed as I left the plane and both girls gave me their phone number. When I was safely in the car home and my husband asked if I learned anything and had a good time. All I could do is smile to myself and say yes. I learned a lot and had a great time becoming friends with my cousin's. I was thinking of ways to get Jan out for a visit and even seeing the two stewardesses.