We have to stop, because although my mothers idea of sexual restraint is to always carry her leather bindings with her, said Helena wryly, she at least taught me not to have ***** in a public place. And Im about to do that very, very soon with an extremely ***** woman who happens to be in my arms right now unless we stop.

Tina smiled, and leaned over to Helenas ear but instead of whispering into it, she traced the cartilage of the brunettes ear with her tongue, and then gently inserted the pink tip into the canal, causing Helena to moan and actually fold in half to contain her desire.

So lets go somewhere else, whispered Tina.

***

Tina was impressed with the bathroom of the suite. It was tastefully decorated in Italian marble and muted, Tuscan-style colors. The back wall was one huge walk-in shower with dual shower heads right next to a steaming mini hot tub. In a partitioned alcove was the toilet and bidet. Tina had seen bidets when she had a semester abroad in France during her junior year at university, but had never tried one. Curious now, she peered into the bowl and wondered how it worked. She also noticed the shower gel with the cap undone and the moist towel on the floor and realized that Helena must have just used the contraption when shed excused herself to the bathroom moments before.

There were several handles and *****, and no directions in sight, so Tina turned one of the levers, which turned on the water in the bowl. How the heck does this work, thought Tina as she peered again into the bowl and dipped her hand in to feel the temperature of the water. She turned another lever to the right and in less than a second a geyser of water was hitting the ceiling and splashing Tina in the face. Mortified, Tina turned it off quickly, instantly understanding the mechanisms of the bidet. After mopping up the mess shed made, she removed her underwear and sat down on the bidet to give it a try.

Is everything okay, Christina, asked Helena when Tina finally emerged from the bathroom. She gave her a concerned look and said, its okay if youve changed your mind you know, thinking that the long retreat to the bathroom signaled indecision or regret.

No, Im fine, said Tina and started to laugh uncontrollably.

Whats going on? asked Helena with a perplexed look on her face.

I cant believe Im going to tell you this, but

***

A few hours later the two beautiful women were lying in each others arms, feeling the heat from their nude, spent bodies surround them and the scent of their lovemaking heavy in the room. Tina was so quiet that Helena thought shed drifted off into sleep, but in reality she was reliving the events of the night in her head. She had surprised herself at her ability to let go and allow Helena to touch her and make love to her. She had never been with another woman beside Bette, and shed thought that she never would be. So the ease with which shed opened her legs and allowed Helena access to her most private parts was a bit shocking to her. And shed made love to Helena with abandon as well, reveling in her ample *****, teasing and sucking her sensitive nipples and then moving her head between Helenas legs and exploring her so intimately with her tongue. Tina loved the rush of holding off Helenas ***** by gently sucking on her clitoris, and then stopping completely for several seconds and starting again. Helena was writhing in ecstatic agony when Tina finally pressed two fingers inside of her body and simutaneously increased the pressure on the sensitive little bundle of nerves in her mouth. Tina felt a great wave of satisfaction fill her when Helena climaxed and sang the praises of her lovers skill.

The excitement of being with a new lover was intoxicating, but also sobering in a strange way. For although Tina had taken off her commitment ring, until tonight her commitment was still real, still a living part of her, beating with her heart and crying with her soul. Now it was really gone, it was really over.

A tear trickled down Tinas cheek and she allowed herself to drift off into sleep.

***

TBC