Straight Female / 34
Having found myself in my first girl girl relationship we decided that we wanted to go somewhere exotic, out of the way. After looking and looking we landed on the idea of going on Safari to Kenya and taking a balloon ride over the Masai Mara. We are not young girls, we are in our early thirties having gravitated to being together after many false starts with men and finding that we are more comfortable with each other, and after a few false starts discovering that girl sex can also be very much fun. Not sure yet if we are lesbians but for right now we are giving it a try.
In Kenya things are going well, no one is on our case about being together, we meet some interesting people in the hotel bar in Nairobi, we meet this couple in their early sixties who have been there before and they are the ones with the key to finding a really good trip into the bush. They invite us to go with them. But not without giving us a heads up that we really need to find a man, the girl thing isn't going to get us anywhere. But we like him, he is up front but kind and we like him.
We join their charter of a small plane for the four of us and we go off into the bush to this camp where they had reservations and they had managed to get us squeezed in. The whole thing gets funny, he spends his time with me and leaves my girlfriend to get along with the wife. I don't get any goosebumps or butterflies or anything like that, quite the opposite I enjoy talking with him and his hand on my shoulder or my leg to show me something goes totally unnoticed by me, but not my girlfriend. She accuses me of being infatuated with him. I say no, she is crazy but two days into our four day stay and he kissed me by my tent, a goodnight kiss but a kiss and not a little teeny kiss a kiss, holding my face in his hands and he kisses my lips and says good night to me, with my girlfriend and his wife standing there watching.
The following day we take our balloon ride, which is everything you could dream of, except that it is because I am with him not because I am with my girlfriend. His had around my waist, my head on his shoulder, being kissed as the sun comes up, a long sensuous kiss holding me up with his hand caressing my butt, and then pulled into his shoulder holding my head tight against him. And all of it in view of my girlfriend and his wife. we have an explosive day, caught between the beauty of nature and the anger of my girlfriend, we get back to camp around noon and I head to the ladies room and my girlfriend follows me and lets go with a string of profanities. She tells me that we are not sharing a tent that night but there isn't a choice we have to share the tent. We don't speak and all I can do is wait for morning to go sit with him.
The next morning his wife is alone at breakfast when I get there and she calls for me to sit beside her and she asks me if I am ok. She says that I am one of many, he has this thing with women, he will take me to the very brink but hold off until I jump in completely and can't turn back. He is not a shark or a crocodile but he wants it all for him, he doesn't share his meal. At the table he kisses me again, this time it is more of a kiss that says I can kiss you so I do. He says high to my girlfriend and he kisses his wife and we sit down for breakfast, our flight back to Nairobi is at eleven.
In Nairobi my girlfriend wants to stay at another hotel but I can't. I go with him, where he says we should stay. We get rooms, he suggests dinner at seven. At dinner we are all dressed more city like and he is all gentleman, in charge and will pay the bill and he wants me to sit beside him, by his side. I have to choose and his wife shows me the chair by his side and tells me to sit. My girlfriend tells us that she is going back to the room and gets up to leave. He stands and tells her goodnight and sits down and says that is fine. He says that I can sleep with them in their room. There is no fight, no question, his wife goes with me to my room to get my things and go back to their room. On the elevator she asks me if I am all right.
Not to worry, jump right in. Let him make love to you, you are now all in. I found out two things on my short vacation to Kenya, I am not a lesbian after all, I can't control myself. A man and woman in an open marriage want a girl in between, not a kid a woman but they want her and somehow out there in the bush they decided that they wanted me and here I am, living together, making love with him, living with her, all in.
In Kenya things are going well, no one is on our case about being together, we meet some interesting people in the hotel bar in Nairobi, we meet this couple in their early sixties who have been there before and they are the ones with the key to finding a really good trip into the bush. They invite us to go with them. But not without giving us a heads up that we really need to find a man, the girl thing isn't going to get us anywhere. But we like him, he is up front but kind and we like him.
We join their charter of a small plane for the four of us and we go off into the bush to this camp where they had reservations and they had managed to get us squeezed in. The whole thing gets funny, he spends his time with me and leaves my girlfriend to get along with the wife. I don't get any goosebumps or butterflies or anything like that, quite the opposite I enjoy talking with him and his hand on my shoulder or my leg to show me something goes totally unnoticed by me, but not my girlfriend. She accuses me of being infatuated with him. I say no, she is crazy but two days into our four day stay and he kissed me by my tent, a goodnight kiss but a kiss and not a little teeny kiss a kiss, holding my face in his hands and he kisses my lips and says good night to me, with my girlfriend and his wife standing there watching.
The following day we take our balloon ride, which is everything you could dream of, except that it is because I am with him not because I am with my girlfriend. His had around my waist, my head on his shoulder, being kissed as the sun comes up, a long sensuous kiss holding me up with his hand caressing my butt, and then pulled into his shoulder holding my head tight against him. And all of it in view of my girlfriend and his wife. we have an explosive day, caught between the beauty of nature and the anger of my girlfriend, we get back to camp around noon and I head to the ladies room and my girlfriend follows me and lets go with a string of profanities. She tells me that we are not sharing a tent that night but there isn't a choice we have to share the tent. We don't speak and all I can do is wait for morning to go sit with him.
The next morning his wife is alone at breakfast when I get there and she calls for me to sit beside her and she asks me if I am ok. She says that I am one of many, he has this thing with women, he will take me to the very brink but hold off until I jump in completely and can't turn back. He is not a shark or a crocodile but he wants it all for him, he doesn't share his meal. At the table he kisses me again, this time it is more of a kiss that says I can kiss you so I do. He says high to my girlfriend and he kisses his wife and we sit down for breakfast, our flight back to Nairobi is at eleven.
In Nairobi my girlfriend wants to stay at another hotel but I can't. I go with him, where he says we should stay. We get rooms, he suggests dinner at seven. At dinner we are all dressed more city like and he is all gentleman, in charge and will pay the bill and he wants me to sit beside him, by his side. I have to choose and his wife shows me the chair by his side and tells me to sit. My girlfriend tells us that she is going back to the room and gets up to leave. He stands and tells her goodnight and sits down and says that is fine. He says that I can sleep with them in their room. There is no fight, no question, his wife goes with me to my room to get my things and go back to their room. On the elevator she asks me if I am all right.
Not to worry, jump right in. Let him make love to you, you are now all in. I found out two things on my short vacation to Kenya, I am not a lesbian after all, I can't control myself. A man and woman in an open marriage want a girl in between, not a kid a woman but they want her and somehow out there in the bush they decided that they wanted me and here I am, living together, making love with him, living with her, all in.
