It’s 24:00 am in the morning. The Hilton hotel in New York city is silent untill the sound of a key which is being inserted in the lock of a room breaks the silence. Two gorgeous women in their fourties, one brunette and one blonde enter the room.

Rachel: I feel like a teenager again! I haven’t had this much fan since….FOREVER!!!

Cynthia: Don’t you go out with your husband?

Rachel: Business dinners with foreign businessmen aren’t exactly the definition of fun and even these are rare. I’ve spent the majority of my marriage at home with the k**s, the dogs and our annoying maid from Philipiness.

Cynthia: Good thing i decided to stay single then!

Rachel: Let’s drink to that!

Cynthia: Don’t you think you had enough drinks for tonight?

Rachel: ……I’m sorry! I forgot that you are tired from your trip and the meetings with Charles. I…

Cynthia:No, silly! I didn’t mean that! I’m just concerned for your health, that’s all. Charles is an attractive, kind and intelligent man. You were blessed with a successful marriage and two wonderful c***dren.

Rachel:Yeah…lucky me!

Cynthia: Rachel….don’t you think it’s time to tell me what has been in your mind all evening?

Rachel:Have you ever felt that you’ve been living your entire adult life according to what your parents, the people around you and society in general command? That you’re trapped in a golden cage from which there is no escape? That you’re grasping for air and the toxicity of your peers just screams no?

Cynthia: What if this “golden cage” is actually your way out of a tough and difficult situation? Your cover, your facade, your MASK if you will. The answer to every single mean and dirty thought of your family, friends and employees alike?

Rachel: How can this be? What are you trying to say?

Cynthia: Rachel, i am….homosexual. I am attracted to women. Their smell, their touch, their taste…drives me crazy! It’s not that i hate men or something. On the contrary, i have many male friends and clients like your hubby and i love to work and even hang out with them.

Rachel: ……SNIFF!!!!!

Cynthia: Ohhh honey!!!! I shocked you didn’t i? I hope we can still be fr…..

Rachel: Hussshhh….I am too.

Cynthia: You’re STILL my friend? I knew you would understand!

Rachel: You’re such a blonde!!!! I am a Lesbian as well. This had been the burden i’ve been carrying since that fateful night in our dorm.

Cynthia: You remember…….

Rachel: I never forgot.

Cynthia: Neither did i. We had been dumped by those cheating punks Billy and Sid so we decided to have a girls night out and drown our emotional pain in alchohol.

Rachel: We barely managed to get back in our dorm. Thankfully we weren’t completely drunk. What they say about alchohol must be true. It really brings out our TRUE personalities and allows us to relax, drop our restrains and unleash our inner b**st.

Cynthia: I could never go back to dating guys after that mating of ours. You made me finish more times than i could count.

Rachel: You too. It felt so good…so right…. so natural!

Cynthia: Then why? Why did you pack your things and left me a note in which you informed me that you would be staying at your parents untill graduation?

Rachel: Oh, my….They thought i left the college campus because i was pregnant!

Cynthia: During the graduation ceremony you didn’t make eye contact with me. Not even once. I was hurt but grateful at the same time.

Rachel:Grateful?

Cynthia: Grateful because you helped me receive my wake up call and embrace the true me.

Rachel: Now i understand. Your career helped you hide the true nature of your sexuality from the world just like my marriage to Charles did.

Cynthia: This night, the drinks, the atmosphere, just like then. Just like twenty years ago.

Rachel: It’s like the Fates conspired to bring us back together. Even though we were never truly apart.

Cynthia: I’ve been with enough women in my life but i never stopped thinking about you. My TRUE first love, the love of my life. You must have been feeling the exact same way, right?

Rachel: There’s more to it than that. Every time Charles was making love to me, i was closing my eyes and imagining that it was you with a strap-on dildo, that his semen was your pussy juice!

Cynthia: ….SNNNIIIFFF! Now i’m going to cry…from happiness!!!!!

Rachel: I can’t help it, my body is shaking and trembling with desire for yours! You are even more beatiful now, you are all grown up!

Cynthia: You are so busty and curvy! I want to….DEVOUR these huge “watermelons” of yours!!!!!!!!!!!

They couldn’t take it anymore. They locked each other in a tight embrace and begun kissing. Their carnal instincts took them over and their French kissing looked more like two hungry a****ls which were devouring one another. They started to take each others clothes off, literally ripped their bra and panties apart, fell to the king ( or in their case queen) sized bed and Cynthia got on top of Rachel.

Cynthia:MMMMmmmm! SMOOCH! SMECK!!!! Your tits taste SO fucking good!!!!!

Rachel: Drink it… Drink my damn milk…..Don’t miss even a single droooppp!!!

Cynthia: GULP! GULP! GULP! I can’t beleive the luck of those brats of yours.

Rachel: I love my son and my daughter but if i could turn back the clock, i would never have them.

Cynthia: Don’t you think that you’re being kind of harsh and impulsive?

Rachel: All i’ve ever wanted was you. You were the greatest thing that ever happened to me and i “pushed” you away.

Cynthia: We are together again my love and i want to love Xander and Tori as my own.

Rachel: You are SO good to be true. I SO hope i won’t wake up from a dream again.

Cynthia: I am here to STAY baby. So you better get used to it.

Rachel: Less talk, more….FUCK!

Rachel “turned the tables” on Cynthia, opened her long legs and engaged in foreplay with her clitoris.

Cynthia: Oh….Ohhhh……OH!!!!!

Rachel: All these years of musturbation paid off. Now it’s….”feeding time”.

She “buried” her face inside her old bestie’s womanhood and sent shockwaves of pleasure and excitement to her.

Cynthia: Oh shit….aaaahhhh…..ahhh…..Ooooohhhh……FUCK YEEEEAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rachel: NNNnnnhhh! Enough…with the foreplay.

Cynthia: Don’t….stop.

Rachel: I didn’t have sex with any other chick but this doesn’t mean i’ve never watched Lesbian porn on the internet. My boy loves it!

Cynthia: I SO have to meet the k**!

Rachel: You know what they say, like mother like son.

The volaptuous brunette sat on the bed, opened and spread her legs and the “explosive” blonde did the same.Their vaginas came in contact and became one. The two MILFS felt like the whole world turned into exploding fireworks, they were lost in ecstasy.

Rachel: Ah! Ohhhh……YEEEAAAHHH!

Cynthia: Give….me….your…..HAAANNNDDDD!

Their clasped hands, another sign of the powerful bond they shared, increased the speed and intensity of the scissoring.

Rachel: It’ssss….liiiikkkkeee….we arrreee……

Cynthia: Merrrgggiiiinnnggg…..

Rachel: Iiii….Cccaaannn’t…..hold ittt…

Cynthia: Lettt’ssss cummm….togetherrrr……

Rachel: AaaaaAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!

Cynthia: I’m….CuuummmIIIINNNGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rachel: Ah, aaah, ah!

Cynthia: What a….RUUUSSSHHH!

Rachel: This…kicks…the shit out of….heterosexual sex… and…. masturbation!

The next morning….

Rachel: Mmmm! Good morning love!

Cynthia: Good…NOON sleepyhead.

Rachel: Oh, No! I have to get back….

Cynthia: Don’t worry about it. I called Charles and informed him of our little…”hangover”. I also informed him of our upcoming “shopping spree” and we have his blessings.

Rachel: You are a treasure you know that? SMECK!

Cynthia: You are my muse. SMOOCH!

Rachel: I’ll go get dressed…

Cynthia: No, i have a gift for you and i don’t mean breakfast in bed. Remember what you told me about that fantasy of yours? Me making love to you in Charlie’s place?

Rachel: Yes, what about it?

Cynthia opened her suitcase and revealed a large strap-on dildo which looked like an accurate and expensive replica of the male genital.

Rachel: No…fucking way!!!

Cynthia: Face it tigress, you’ve hit the jackpot!