My Lesbian Girlfriend

About 7 years ago just before the whole covid mess i was in an Irish pub in North NJ having a drink at the bar and minding my business. All of a sudden I saw a server walking fast out of the kitchen and I thought she was smoking hot. She was in her early 30's, in very nice shape, had a pretty face and a bleached crew cut. Now I know a lot of guys are turned off by the haircut and many call a dyke look, but on the right girl I just love it. I saw her a few times after that and just loved seeing her. Then Covid reared it's ugly head and everything locked down. When things finally opened for "Only service Outdoors" I went back one Friday for something to eat. I got a seat and three was Marianne serving tables in the tent area. It was surprisingly busy and the servers were really working because it was bust and they had to go from outside all the way to the kitchen and back for every meal. drink, or whatever anyone needed. I was sitting right near the entrance to the tent and one time when Marianne practically running by me tripped but I actually caught her and stopped her from falling. I kind of blurted out, "Are you ok" and she smiled and said "I fell for you". After that I made it my business to be friendly and always say hi, haw are you doing, actually anything just to be as friendly as I could. Not too long after that I was talking to one of the bartenders and she came over to ask her for something. The bartender started to introduce us but Marianne said oh him, he's my boyfriend, which absolutely made my day. I made it my business to say hi and make small talk every chance I got and one day while talking another server came over, said hi and asked if dinner was still on for the next day. Marianne said yes and I jokingly said, What about me, to which they both kind of said come with us. They had another friend show up at dinner the next day and there I was at a table with 3 hot lesbians, all of us drinking eating and having a great time. When our meals came out Marianne's well actually a couple of the plates had sprigs of parsley on them which of course got pushed aside pretty quickly. One of the girls said, why to they always put this stuff on people's plate which led to some light comments. Marianne looked at me and said, "What's that grin about?" I leaned towards he and said , promise you won't get mad at me if I tell you. She giggled and said no way, what's the secret. So I whispered to her, "What's the difference between pussy and parsley? She actually thought about it for a few seconds and finally said, I don't know. I was surprised because it is an old joke but I guess she never heard it. So I told her, the difference is that nobody eats parsley. She laughed and asked me if I ate parsley. I said no and smiled. Later one of her friends had left and the other went to the bathroom and she asked what I did eat. I laughed actually nervously and she said kind of quickly because company was on the way to rejoin us, let's go yo your place and you can show me. I have eaten Marianne's pussy at least 50 times since that night. She just likes to play with my dick but has told me which of her Lesbian friends are better and which are worse that I am at eating pussy. I've promised to keep practicing as long as she'll let me!! I love eating pussy and hers was a major dream come true!!