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Only By Chance

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I sat at the counter, sipping my coffee while being mesmerized by the waitress serving the customers in the restaurant. Having caught the red eye from New York, I arrived rather early and being able to catch a little sleep on the plane, felt refreshed, even with the time difference.

I had planned on arriving early in San Francisco, just so I could take in some of the sights and relax a little before attending the Networking Conference and Logistics shows and seminars for the entire week. It was way too early to go to the hotel and register, so I strolled along the water front window shopping, taking in the sights as I came to this restaurant near the end at the trolley turnaround.

I started thinking about Kevin and how he treated me. I felt like his personal servant. It seemed that the only time we got together was on the weekends, and then I was only there to serve him and his buddies beer and pretzels while they watched the games all afternoon. After cleaning up when they left, all he wanted to do was go to bed and make love, if you could even call it that. It was like, wham bam, now get some sleep; there is a big game tomorrow.

I had often asked him if we could go out and take in a show or do some window-shopping. Each time all I got was excuses. His favorite being that he had already invited all his buddies over and it was one of his favorite teams playing.

When I told him that I was leaving for San Francisco for the week, and would be gone from Friday until the following Monday, he cried and begged me not to go. When I had asked him why, he simply stated that he and the guys would be lost without me there.

I blew a gasket hearing that. I stood up and told him to find someone else to train, because I quit. I turned and walked away from him, not looking back as he was begging me to stay. Suddenly it really felt very good knowing that I was finished with the asshole.

As I sat there staring at the waitress, I still considered myself straight. When I was in high school and during sleepovers I played spin the bottle and kissed a few of the girls on a dare. In college, it wasn’t until after hearing how the other women in the dorm gossip how sensual it was being with a woman. Attending a sorority party, very drunk sorority sisters started making the moves on me, kissing and touching me. Being a little drunk myself I started getting into it when I realized what I was doing. Abruptly getting up and leaving her I left the party very hastily not to say the least very embarrassed.

Sitting here now staring at this woman, I was admiring her figure and the grace with which she carried herself while waiting on her customers. I couldn’t help but notice her full and firm calves, and the nice rounded butt covered in those form fitted jeans she was wearing. Even with the apron she was wearing covering her chest, I noticed her breasts were at least a C cup, and very firm. She appeared to be around five foot six or so, the same height I am.

Being twenty-six, she seemed to be a little younger than. Looking over at the reflection against the window, I could see my shoulder length auburn hair. Smiling at my reflection, I weighed as much today as I did back in high School, one hundred thirty five pounds. Rocking on my hips, let’s not forget the firm rounded butt with my 36 C breasts. Although I couldn’t see them in the reflection, I was told once my brown eyes were to die for. I had no problems with guys and the occasional women hitting on me.

While in my daydream world, a voice suddenly broke my concentration, “care for some more coffee?”

A little startled, “Oh, I’m sorry, what did you say?

“I asked if you cared for some more coffee ma’am.”

“Oh no thank you, I think I’ve had enough for one day.”

“Look, I get off in about thirty minutes, would you care to meet me around the corner at the trolley turnaround? There are a few benches there, we can sit and talk. Oh, and by the way, my name is Lauren, Lauren Shepard.”

“I’m sorry, but I think I better be moving on.” Feeling my face beginning to blush and spread down my neck and upper body, I knew was caught red handed staring at her.

Just as I was about to rise, I felt her hand on mine and for a second I felt a jolt, a wave of pure bliss pass over me. I believe she felt the same thing as I saw her eyes widen as if shocked at something.

“Please say you will be there, I promise, as soon as I can get free, I will be there.”

“O… ok I stammered, I’ll be there.” I had no idea why on earth I agreed to meet this woman, who I just learned her name was Lauren.

“By the way, could you tell me your name?”

“Oh… ah… My name is Lacy Pierce.” Embarrassing again that I had to think of what my name really was.

“Thank you Lacy, and please wait for me.”

“Yeah, sure!”

Paying for my coffee and pastry I had eaten, I slowly started walking out thinking she was going to berate me for staring at her; she would have done it in the restaurant. At least doing it in front of everyone would make me look like the fool I knew I was.

As I sat on the bench waiting for Lauren to join me, my thoughts returned seeing her once more in my mind. Again I was brought back to reality as I felt someone sitting next to me.

“Thanks for waiting for me Lacy, I hope it wasn’t too long of a wait for you?”

“No it wasn’t. The air is a little cool, but I am enjoying it, but thanks for asking.”

“So tell me, where are you from?”

“Actually I am from a small town in Iowa, but I currently live and work in New York as Network Project Manager. Are you from here?”

“Yes and no, I am actually from just outside of Oakland, across the bay, but moved here to create my own identity and life.” As she was saying this to me, her head began to drop a little as if she was embarrassed about something.

Not really knowing what she meant by her own identity and life, I decided for the moment not to pursue it any farther. As we both sat dwelling in our own thoughts, she asked:

“I couldn’t help notice you staring at me, can I ask you why?”

Half turning to face her, I felt my blush rising once more by my embarrassment. “I am so sorry for staring at you, I just don’t know how to apologize or if my apology could ever be enough.”

While speaking to her, I reached out and laid my hand on top of hers, “I just want…”

I stopped speaking as I felt what I thought again was a wave of bliss washing over me. While staring into her emerald green eyes, I saw that she was feeling something also.

“Lauren…” “Lacy…” Both of us speaking at the same time.

“No, you go first,” as she held my hand now in both of hers.

“What just happened, I mean did you feel what I just did?” As both her hands held mine, slightly squeezing them.

“I’m not sure, I’ve never felt anything like it before. It was like a calming peace passing through me. And you?”

“I guess it was pretty much the same thing. I thought of it as a wave of pure bliss. Like something I never felt before. I mean I have touched a lot of people in my life, but never before have I felt anything like this.”

“I know, me too! I’ve touched a lot of people, especially in the restaurant, and I have never felt anything this peaceful and calming.”

“So tell me Lauren, what do you think it means?”

“Well, I’ve heard stories, which I really don’t believe, but I’d say we both found our soul mate, and it would be you and I, if you believe in that kind of stuff.”

“Lauren, are you a lesbian?”

“Yes I am, are you?”

“No I’m not. At least I don’t think I am. I kissed a few girls in high school on dares, even made out with a girl after getting drunk at a sorority party in college, but that’s all I ever did. Hell, I just broke up with my old boyfriend. I’ve always seen myself getting married and having children, you know, the American dream kind of thing. What about you Lauren?”

“Well I’ve known I was a lesbian since I was at least ten years old. In high school I couldn’t stop looking at the other girls in my class, and after PE, I stayed in the shower the longest, just so I could look that their naked bodies. That is why I moved across the bay, to get away from my family because they just can’t understand how it is for me. They think all lesbian and gays are freaks.”

“I’m sorry they have such a difficult time understanding you.”

As we sat in silence, holding each other’s hands, looking into her eyes, all I could see was the beauty they held within them.

“Lauren, I’m here until next Sunday for a network conference, and I, well, if you’re not tied up or anything, I’d like to spend some time with you, to get to know you, and for you to know me. You have to work, and I have meetings to attend, but in between, I want to spend them with you.”

“You really mean that, even knowing I am a lesbian?” I saw a hint of a smile, the kind that said, this really couldn’t be true.

“Yes, I do mean that. I’m not making you any promises or anything, but let’s just get to know one another and see where it goes from there.”

Her hand went to the side of my face, lightly caressing it, “I’m not going to make any promises either, and yes, I also want to know all about you Lacy Pierce.”

“Deal then, but I need to get to my hotel and check in, so do you want to come with me and after I check in, you can take me around showing me the sights?”

“I’d love to, but I’m afraid I smell like bacon and hamburgers, I need to shower and change first.” As she wrinkled up her nose like she was smelled something bad. “Actually I only live about two blocks from here; why don’t I clean up and we’ll go and get you checked in, how’s that sound?”

“Sounds great to me, I smell like New York, and six hours of flying, so we’ll go to your apartment first, then to the hotel and start our tour from there?”

Grabbing her hand as I stood, pulling her up with me, “Lead the way, I’m already lost.”

We started to walk toward her apartment, I was about to pull my hand away, but at that very moment, she turned her hand over and intertwined our fingers together. I gave her hand a gentle squeeze; it felt so natural to be holding her hand. As we passed other couples, only one or two looked at us holding hands, when I realized, this was San Francisco, for all I knew, it was where Gay Pride originated from.

Arriving at her home, she had a very modest one-bedroom apartment. It was furnished with a worn sofa and end tables, but was clean. I noticed penciled drawings, both hanging on the walls and sitting on top of her stereo and end tables.

“Sorry about the place, but it’s all I can afford on my tips and salary.”

“You should see mine back in New York; It’s only studio apartment, with no closet space. All my clothes are hanging on hooks on the walls.” I could see expression in her face trying to imagine what that would look like.

“Are these drawings yours? They are so beautiful.” There was a mixture of nudes and partial nudes with a few still life drawings.

“Yes, I’ve always wanted to do art, but never had the money for schooling, so I draw for fun and work at the restaurant. If you like there is some bottled water in the fridge, let me jump in the shower and I’ll be ready in a jiffy.”

Suddenly I had this terrible urge to pee, so I headed to the open door of the bathroom, thinking I could finish before she got ready and headed to take her shower. I stepped in, closed the door and pulled down my pants and sat on the toilet. As I was sitting there peeing, suddenly the door opens and Lauren starts to walk in. As she saw me sitting there, she froze, staring at me. I was just finishing up, but felt a tingle of excitement knowing she was standing there watching me.

As she started to stammer out an apology I said, “Wait,” wiping myself and standing up, letting her see my pussy, with its neatly trimmed landing strip. I slowly reached down and started to pull my panties up, then my pants. Never before had I been so brazen and bold, especially with a person I barely knew. I walked up to her, still standing in the doorway; I stood close to her, saying:

“I should have locked the door, my bad.”

As I started to step through the door, I felt my breast brush against her arm, sending a jolt to my lower regions making me wet.

I sat on the sofa, my back against the armrest, my feet stretched out. I heard the shower turn on, and realized, she never closed the door. I started thinking about what I had done in the bathroom a few minutes ago. I was kind of shocked at myself, but yet I knew that it had turned me on. I could feel the wetness seeping into my panties as I sat and thought about it.

I heard the shower being shut off and a moment later the shower curtain being drawn back. Suddenly I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and noticed Lauren walking out of the bathroom. When she saw me turn my head in her direction, she stopped and looked at me. She stood frozen, a towel in her hand about to dry her hair.

She was as naked as the day she was born. Her breasts were firm; her areolas were a mauve color and her nipples darker and stood out one-fourth inch and hard. Her stomach was flat. While holding my breath, I felt the juices from my pussy really wetting my now soaked panties.

“Sorry, I guess old habits are hard to break.” She then took her towel and began to cover up.

“Don’t be sorry. You have a beautiful body and nothing to be ashamed about.” All the while I was squeezing my legs together trying to relieve the itch between them.

“Thank you, but I…”

“Please just act as if I was not here. To be honest, it pleases me greatly to be able to look at who you really are.”

“Now you’re starting to embarrass me, no one has said it that way to me before.” I saw her cheeks begin to turn a rose color as her hand tried to hide her face.

Lauren quickly recovered and returned to the bedroom. Within minutes she was completely dressed and standing before me, holding out her hand to pull me up. As I took her hand, I felt that warm glow wash over me once more. In my mind I knew I was not a lesbian, but in my heart, I wasn’t so sure any more.

Taking the trolley toward the hotel, we talked about the things we liked and hated. We talked about clothes and our favorite kinds of food. We both the loved the Italian flavors while also enjoying some of the Mexican flavors, such as tacos and burritos. We also had a thing for salsa and chips. Lauren said that they had a large Chinese community here and before I left, we’re going to have enjoyed a Chinese cuisine.

Checking in went rather smoothly. Rather than wait for the bags to be brought up, we each took a bag and headed to my room. Fortunately I was high enough where I did have a good view of the Golden Gate Bridge and part of the harbor.

While putting away my things and hanging up my dressier clothes for the convention, my mind was bouncing back and forth as how to handle it when it was time to start my shower. I didn’t want to be embarrassed with her seeing how wet I had become, but again, maybe I wanted her to see, just to know the effects she really had on me.

Having finished my unpacking, my mind set on what I was about to do hoping that Lauren didn’t think of me as a slut. I stepped to the side of the bed closest to the bathroom and began unbuttoning my blouse. Lauren was sitting in the chair on the opposite side watching me. Undoing the belt, and pulling down the zipper, I sat and started pulling off my shoes and socklets. Once off, it was the moment of truth. I stood, pulled down my jeans and stepped out of them. I removed my blouse, dropping it on the bed on top of my jeans. Taking a deep breath, causing my breasts to rise, I removed my bra dropping with the rest of my clothes, then my panties, which I purposely made sure I left on top of my clothes. Turning I walked into the bathroom for my shower.

Once inside the bathroom, I had to stop and grab the counter to steady myself and take a much- needed breath. I realized that I had been holding my breath the whole time I was undressing.

After taking my shower and drying off and doing my hair, I stepped back into the room to see Lauren still sitting in the chair as she looked up taking in my nudity. Her eyes drop to my breasts with my hardened nipples. Her eyes slowly drop to my stomach, then to my shaved mound. I feared that even though I had just took a shower, Lauren would be able to smell the juices wetting my pussy as she was looking at me. With a huge grin on her face, “Lacy, you are so beautiful.”

Blushing, I walked over and picked up the clean pair of panties I laid on the bed. I turned, and bent over in front of her putting on my panties. I quickly stood up, again feeling slightly embarrassed while continuing to get dressed. During this whole time, the smile never left Lauren’s lips.

Now fully dressed, I picked up my jacket and purse, ready to leave. I retrieved the door keys and started to put them in my purse. As Lauren stepped up beside me, unknown to me why I did it, I took the spare key to the room and handed it to her saying:

“It has a limited use; it’s only good as long as I am checked into this room, I want you to have it, just in case.”

“Just in case of what?” She asked arching her eyebrows.

“Just in case I want you here to meet me here if my day is longer than expected.”

I could see the edges of her lips begin to form into a smile as she took the key.

“You know, you’re taking a big chance that I won’t come in here in the middle of the night and ravish your body as you sleep.” She was grinning ear to ear as she began to tease me.

“Maybe it’s a gamble I am willing to take, let’s see what happens.” I said while opening the door, letting her step out into the hallway. This time she reached out and took my hand in hers as we walked down the hall towards the elevators.

For the rest of the afternoon, we joked and laughed and basically had a good time. We took a horse and buggy tour together as she pointed out some of the interesting points of the bay area. Every now and then, during our quite moments, I would catch her looking at me with those emerald eyes. I wished that I could read her mind, but then thought that maybe she also wished she could read mine.

As the sun started to set, a great debate began as to where and what to eat. Lauren said that she knew a place with great food, candle lit tables, and not too far from the pier. With her arm encircling around my waist, we slowly headed toward the restaurant.

Our bellies were full as the meal was to die for. Smoked salmon over a bed of linguini. The red wine she ordered was also out of this world. Slowly making our way back towards the trolley turnaround, Lauren stopped and pulled me around to face her.

“Lacy, I know this is kind of brash of me, but would you spend the night with me, I mean just be with me. I promise I won’t do anything, but I just want to hold and snuggle up to you. This all seems like a dream to me, and I’m afraid that in the morning I’ll wake up and I’ll never see you again and I can’t let that happen.”

Reaching out, I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her in close, hugging her tightly. I pulled back and looked into her eyes, “Yes, I would love to spend the night with you.”

Again I hugged her tightly as I felt her arms tighten up on me also.

“I kind of feel the same way you do, and I was trying to dig up the nerve to ask if I could spend the night with you also, but you beat me to it. I’m glad you asked me.” With our foreheads pressed together.

Separating we held onto each other’s hand while making our way to Lauren’s apartment.

“You know that I have to get up by five in the morning to go to work, don’t you?” Giving my hand a squeeze, “I do insist that you stay in bed and get as much sleep as possible, then come down when you’re awake and ready to have breakfast on me.”

“Five in the morning, oh my God, I never thought of that.” Teasing her.

“Want to change your mind about staying over?” Pulling me to a stop and facing each other.

“No, of course not, I really want to do this.”

Arriving at her apartment, I began to realize that I was a lot more tired than I thought. Taking me back to the bedroom, she reached into a dresser drawer and pulled out two long t-shirts, laying them on the bed, then went into the bathroom.

“I just put an extra toothbrush on the sink for you to use. If you need anything else, just holler out. Picking up one of the t-shirts, I went into the bathroom, pulled my pants and blouse off, then pulling down my panties, to sit down and pee. After wiping myself and flushing the toilet, I removed my bra and slipped on the t-shirt, washed my hands and brushed my teeth.

When I re-entered the bedroom, Lauren was sitting beside the bed already wearing the t-shirt she had laid out. She got up and entered the bathroom as I laid out my clothes on a nearby chair. Pulling down the covers on the opposite side of the alarm clock, I crawled into the soft bed, waiting for Lauren. I couldn’t help but notice the soft fragrance from the pillow next to me. I laid my head on it just so I could breathe it in while waiting.

When she came out of the bathroom, I moved back over to my side of the bed and set her alarm clock, turned out the lights and lay down beside me. We both were lying on our sides, facing each other. As my eyes grew accustomed to the darkness, I could see her looking at me. She reached out with her hand and caressed my face. I put my hand on top of hers and moved closer to her. Our faces were mere inches apart. I could feel her fresh breath on my face, knowing she could also feel mine on hers.

“Lacy, would it be alright if I kissed you goodnight, just once?”

As she asked me, I felt my body tense up. My hand on hers tensed, holding tightly. My mind was saying, “Don’t you dare or you’ll regret it.” And my body saying, “Do it… Do it…”

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked that of you. Forgive me?”

“It’s not that, it’s just… I want to but…”

“But what, please tell me Lacy?”

“I’m scared Lauren, I’m scared that…” My words were cut off as her lips pressed onto mine. Her lips were soft as they moved back and forth over mine. I felt her teeth tugging at my lower lip while getting little kisses from her lips.

As we pulled back away, looking at each other in the dark, not only could I feel her compassion but I could also feel something deep within her trying to rise to the surface.

“Would you kiss me again?” As I pulled her head to me pressing my lips to hers, wrapping my arm around her holding her tightly. I felt her breasts pressing against mine, her hard nipples pushing into my chest. I pressed my stomach against hers, and then felt her mound begin to rub against mine.

I felt her lips part, her tongue pressed against my lips. I slowly parted my lips allowing her tongue into my mouth. As our passion grew, our breaths started to quicken. Pulling apart, looking at one another, I again felt the wave of security and peace over take me. I was beginning to feel Lauren would be the only person who could only make me feel this way. Again I leaned in giving her a peck on the lips, then laying my head upon her chest.

I heard her breathing slow her hand stroking my hair and cheek. I could hear her heart beat also slowing. Listening to her heart, I believe I knew what she was feeling, because I felt it also. At peace and content. Feeling safe and protected in each other’s arms.

Suddenly there was a loud blaring noise. In the fog of my sleep, I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from, when suddenly I felt the body beneath me shift and the noise stopped.

Raising my head to look at Lauren, through half closed eyes, I could almost make out her face.

“You’re not really a dream are you?” She said as she cupped the side of my face with her hand.

“No and neither are you,” watching her leaning down kissing my forehead.

“Now you go back to sleep and rest. When you’re awake, come down to the restaurant, ok?”

“Huh huh…” As I curled up into a ball, pulling the covers over me.

As she got out of bed, I moved over onto the warm spot where she was laying. I pulled her pillow down and again could smell her sweet fragrance. For a short while, I could hear movement and then I heard the door open and close. I could hear nothing. Suddenly I felt an empty void. I knew that we would see each other soon, but for now all I had was her pillow with her sweet fragrance. Slowly I started drifting back into my dream world, thinking of the one who made me feel so content.

I heard a car horn in the distance, and when I opened my eyes to look around the room, I remembered where I was. Looking over at the clock, it read eight fifteen. I had slept another three hours. Needing to pee, I slowly got up out of bed. The sudden chill hit me, causing my nipples to harden and poke at the t-shirt I had on. As I walked into the bathroom, I wondered if the same thing happened to Lauren when she first got out of bed.

Having brushed my teeth and gotten dressed, I grabbed my jacket and purse before locking the door and starting out for the restaurant. I was standing inside the doorway for about two minutes when Lauren motioned for me to take the seat at the end of the counter.

“Good morning my sweet, did you sleep, well I hope?”

“Yes, I slept very well, thank you, and you, how did you sleep?” I asked.

“I believe it was one of the best night of sleep I had ever gotten thanks to you.” She said showing me her broad toothy smile.

“I see you still have on your night shirt, planing on going back to bed are we?” Cocking her eyebrows at me.

“No, I left it on because it makes me feel closer to you wearing it.”

I watch as she started to step away, but suddenly stopped and looked at me. I could see in her eyes that it just dawned on her what I had really said. I saw a big grin spread across her face and a twinkle in her eye. I thought I also saw a tear forming in her eyes but she quickly turned away rushing to get something.

Before I knew it, she was setting down a glass of juice and a cup of coffee. Before I could prepare the coffee the way I liked it, she was setting down a plate with a waffle piled high with bacon in front of me.

“We make the best waffles in town, you’re going to love them. So eat up and I’ll check on you in a few.” She turned and went back to waiting on the other customers in the restaurant.

When I was finished, I motioned her over.

“I’m going back to the hotel and get cleaned up and check over the conference schedule. I’ll be back here by the time you get off so you can finish my guided tour.” I reach over and slipped her a twenty into the palm of her hand as I got up walking away before she could do or say anything.

At ten forty five I was walking around the corner about to enter the restaurant when Lauren came through the door.

“I thought you were never going to show, I was waiting fifteen minutes on you.” She hooked her arm around my elbow and started to drag me off towards her apartment.

“I see you’re still wearing the t-shirt. Are you ever going to take it off?”

“No, I think I’ll wear it forever.” Giggling a little as I said it.

“Well when people start handing you cans of air freshener, maybe then you’ll get the hint.” Both of us laughing while trying to walk straight.

“So, what are we going to do today? Got any ideas?” I asked.

“As a matter of fact I do. A friend of mine owed me a favor and at one o’clock today, we take the ferry over to Alcatraz and walk around seeing the old prison.”

“I thought that it took weeks to get reservations, did someone cancel?”

“No, but sometimes it’s who you know that counts.” Giving me a wink.

The day went rather well. Laughing and joking around, we were like two kids on an outing. We took loads of pictures of each other using our cell phones and when possible, we got someone to take a picture of us together.

Later when we got back ashore, we stopped in this little restaurant on the boardwalk and got some clam soup in a bread bowl. When we were done and started to walk back to her apartment, I stopped and pulled her onto an empty bench.

“Lauren, there is something important I want to ask you. Would it be asking too much if I were to stay with you again tonight?”

“No of course not, I was going to ask you to stay, providing you changed the t-shirt, but you beat me to the punch.” We both kind of giggled as I tried to smell my underarms.

“But tonight there is something else I want to ask of you. I… I…”

She reached out and cupped my chin, raising my head and turning it to face her, “What is it you want to ask me?”

“I want you to make love to me tonight. I have been thinking on this since I woke up this morning. I’m more nervous than scared and I’m not totally sure of myself, but I am totally sure about you. Would you make love to me tonight?”

As I sat looking at Lauren, I could see tears beginning to fall down her cheeks. “I’m sorry, did I say something wrong?” Using my thumbs to wipe away her tears as they slowly made their way down her checks.

“No baby, these are tears of joy, not sadness or anything. Yes, I want nothing more than to make love to you. I will go so slowly, you’ll be begging me to hurry up. I want to make this a very special night for the both of us to remember for the rest of our lives.” Leaning in, she gave me a kiss in front of everyone, and I really didn’t care if they noticed.

After entering the apartment, and taking off our jackets and putting our purses aside, I sat and pulled off my shoes when Lauren said, “Stop please.”

Looking a little confused, I looked up at Lauren as she stepped in closer to me.

“I want to be the one to take your clothes off. I want to take off them a piece at a time. I want to touch your skin with my lips and fingers as I uncovered all that is now hidden from my view.”

Taking my face in her hands, she leaned in and started kissing me. I felt her tongue on my lips. Parting my lips, she slowly sank her tongue into my mouth; putting my hands on Lauren’s shoulders, I pulled on them as our kiss became more passionate. I felt my juices beginning to again wet my panties. I felt her hands dropping down to the hem of my shirt and begin to lift it upwards, her hands brushing against my sides as she lifted the shirt higher. As she lifted it over my breasts, raised my arms so she could remove it completely.

We stood close to one another, her fingers lightly sliding up and down my arms as the back of her fingers slid across my chest and over my shoulders, I felt them move down to the small of my back. Slowly they came around and across my stomach. As they began their upward journey, the tips of her fingers slide over my breasts. I could feel her fingertips brush across my nipples, making them instantly hard within my bra, feeling my moisture soaking my panties.

As I felt her fingers slide again down my back, they stopped as she undid the clasp of my bra strap. This time when her hands came back up to my shoulders, she began pulling the straps down over my arms exposing my breasts to her. Dropping my bra on the floor, her eyes never left my breasts. Her fingers were now lightly caressing each breast, my nipples never felt so hard in my life. She began twisting and pulling on my nipples causing moans to escape my lips. I didn’t think they would get any harder, but when she pressed her wet lips to them, I thought they were going to burst.

With my hands on the back of her head, Lauren began licking and sucking on my nipples, lightly chewing on each one before moving to the other. Deep guttural moans continued to escape my lips between ragged breaths.

I shuttered; a mini orgasm coursed through my body as she was licking and lightly chewed on each of my breasts. My fingers were shaking; I reached down slowly and began to unbutton her blouse. Lightly pulling up on Lauren, she stood and as I kissed her lips, I pushed her blouse off her shoulders and pulled it down over her arms. With the blouse hanging from her lower arms, I reached up and pulled her bra straps off her shoulders, reaching around to unhook her bra.

As the bra fell away from her breasts, I stood staring at them. White creamy mounds capped with mauve areoles. Her nipples were standing out, waiting to be touched. Having never touched a bare breast before except for my own, I cupped each one in my hands, feeling the cool softness of her breasts. Holding her breasts in my fingers, I leaned in, softly kissing each one above its areola. I heard Lauren moan as I was doing this, giving me courage to do more.

Moving closer, I licked her nipple, the texture somewhat different than expected. It had a sweet, yet salty taste to it. I moved over and licked the other nipple, before sucking it into my mouth and lightly began sucking on her breast. By now Lauren had freed her hands from the sleeves of her blouse and was holding me to her breasts, repeating…

“Oh baby… Yes… Yes…”

I stopped kissing and licking on her breasts, stood straight, and put my hand behind her neck, my lips to hers. As our kisses became more passionate, we held each other tightly to one another, our breasts mashing into one another. I pushed my pelvis to her, and felt her grind hers against mine. Our breaths became ragged, our hands constantly moving over each other. Suddenly I felt Lauren stiffen as strange noises were being emitted from her throat. I held her tightly as she shook in my arms.

When Lauren began to calm down and relax, I guided her to the bed and laid her down with her feet still on the floor. I stood and quickly undid my belt before pulling down the zipper; I then pulled my pants and panties down at the same time. I could see the gusset of my panties was soaked with my juices. Never before had I see them as wet as they were tonight. Finally removing the rest of my clothes, I knelt down and started to open Laurens pants. As I unbuttoned them, I began pulling her pants and panties down together. Lauren raised her hips, making it easier to slide them over her butt. I pulled them down, slipping off her shoes and socks, throwing her clothes over on top of mine.

Kneeling between her legs, I could see her slit, wet with her juices. This was the first time I’ve been this close to a vagina besides my own, and never seeing mine this close. Leaning in a little closer I began to smell Lauren’s aroma, much like my own. I Lightly ran my fingers over her mound, causing Lauren to jump.

I looking up at Lauren as she lay watching me, her hands on her stomach. Reaching down, she put her hands on each side of my face.

“Lacy, you know you don’t have to do this?”

“I know! I know this is not what I need to do, but this is something I want to do. I want nothing more than to please you. This is my way of giving to you all that I am.”

I slowly opened her labia, seeing the nub of her clit, and the pinkness within her. Lauren’s juices had accumulated within her. Touching the inside of her folds, her juices coating my fingers.

Taking my wet fingers to my lips, I first touched one with my tongue. Liking what I had tasted, I slid both fingers into my mouth. Lauren was smiling while she watched me do this.

As if a light had suddenly been turned on, I suddenly knew why I felt so comfortable and whom I wanted it to be with. Leaning in I could smell her aroma of raw sex. I kissed the top of her mound, getting even a stronger smell. Sticking out my tongue, I licked her mons getting my actual first direct taste of another woman’s essence. Being my first time, I began to wonder if I knew how to really please Lauren. I knew what felt good to me and what was just so so. Pushing her legs a bit wider, I again leaned in and licked from the top of her mound to the bottom of her slit savoring the taste on my tongue.

I leaned in again and this time swiped my tongue from the bottom of her slit up and around her clit. Lauren held my head tighter as she again moaned her approval. Running the tip of my tongue around her clit a couple times, then holding it firmly between my lips, I made Lauren start jerking her hips and moaning loudly as she kept pulling my head in deeper.

Watching Lauren’s facial expressions as I was doing this, I knew I could please her as it was pleasing me so much.

Pulling her labia open, I starting licking her sweet pussy deeper and deeper until my nose pressed hard onto her clit. Pushing her legs up onto the bed, opening her pussy to me, I began licking her, from her clit and down once more. As her juices began to run out and down her slit, I followed them. Just as my tongue almost got to her anus, Lauren moaned louder and held my head tighter. Teasing her further, I kept licking around her anus, slightly probing it with my pointed tongue. Licking back up to her clit and sucking it into my mouth, I started to have a hard time keeping up with the movement of her hips and pelvis.

I slid two of my fingers into her pussy. As they were sliding in, Lauren began a long gasping moan. I was not sure about the neighbors, but at this moment, I could have cared less. When I had my knuckles pressing against her labia, I again starting sucking on her clit as I started to saw my fingers in and out of her. I could feel the soft tissues of her pussy beginning to tighten on my fingers. I knew she was getting very close. I started pumping my fingers harder and faster, lightly chewing on her clit, when suddenly she raised her hips and froze in midair.

Placing my mouth over her pussy, I felt her squirting into my mouth. My thumb and forefinger continued rubbing and pinching her clit. When she started to relax, I returned to her clit and sucked it deep into my mouth while pushing my fingers back into her, causing her to screech, her fists grabbing my head and hair, pulling me in tighter. All of the sudden, Lauren fell back on the bed, apparently she had passed out. Checking to make sure she was breathing alright, I lifted her legs up and onto the bed, then went into the bathroom to get a washcloth to clean us both up a little.

After cleaning us both up, I snuggled up close to Lauren and held her as she started to come back around. Propped up on one elbow, I was lightly caressing her face and hair as she laid there looking up at me. Her bottom lip began to quiver slightly and tears began to form in her eyes. I became concerned that something was wrong.

“Lauren, what’s wrong dear, why are you crying? Talk to me baby.” As I caressed her face.

Lauren wrapped both arms around me, pulling me into a very tight hug and started crying harder. Between bouts of crying, I could hear her saying:

“Don’t leave me, please never leave me.”

Rocking her in my arms, I kept whispering to her, “I’m right here, sssh my darlin, I am not going anywhere.”

When she had calmed down, Lauren began to explain to me that no one had ever made her feel that way before. She had said that she thought that she was in love once, but it never was like it was tonight.

I began to explain to her, “Before tonight, I thought I was as straight as anyone thought they could be. Last night while we were kissing and holding each other it suddenly became clear to me that this is where I wanted to be. It was like a door opening for me. Maybe when we touched, that wave of bliss I felt, was actually the beginning of a rebirth for me.”

As I laid down, Lauren’s head on my chest, I could sense her breathing becoming slower until I could hear faint sounds of snoring. I began to think of where all this might lead to, but before I could find an answer, I too fell into a peaceful sleep.

It was sometime later in the middle of the night, half awake; I felt stirrings within my stomach. The warm feelings began a slow journey upwards to my chest. As I reached down to my pussy, I suddenly felt hair and then a face on my fingertips. Again I realized where I was and what was happening.

Moaning, I cried out, “Lauren, oh my darlin, oh God… don’t stop please.”

Without stopping for a second, I felt Lauren pushing behind my knees, pushing my legs apart and up. Soon my knees were pressing onto my breasts. Her hands moving down, her fingers began to open me up. She began licking and chewing on my labia. With her thumb circling around my clit, then alternating light and harder pushing against it.

I felt a finger being pushed into me, slowly going very deep. Soon it was sliding in and out of me. It stopped for a second then I felt a second finger being added, and again it started sliding in and out of me. My moaning began to get louder and more constant as the sensations began to build within me. Higher and higher they went. A third finger was added, and while going in deep within me, I felt her wiggling fingers searching out my G spot.

Her fingers found my G spot, causing me to jerk my hips in response to the caressing and manipulations of her fingers. Her mouth sucked hard on my clit, taking me that much high into my crest. I felt the rise of my pending orgasm, my stomach tightened, and the walls of my vagina began to tighten on the fingers, as she started fucking me hard and deep. Her lips left my clit, only to be replaced with her forefinger and thumb, pinching and pulling on it.

I felt Lauren turn her hand over, all the while her fingers continually pumping me harder and harder. I felt her thumb sliding over my anus, pushing against it, but not trying to enter. I could feel my juices covering her fingers as she tried to lick them all up.

Suddenly her fingers pinched down hard on my clit, her tongue licking me, as her thumb jammed into my ass, her fingers buried in my pussy starting to pump hard and fast. Lifting my hips to evade the finger in my ass. Her fingers pinched and pulled harder on my clit, sending me over the edge into an orgasm never reached before. I could hear gurgling noises which I realized was coming from me. The pinching ceased, but her tongue continued to lick and suck up any juices that were still flowing out of me.

I finally collapsed. Both fingers were removed from me, but her gentle tongue continued to lick up any and all juices. Reaching down and grasping her head, I started to pull her up to me. As she slowly made her way up to me, stopping a moment to kiss and give each nipple soft lick, I finally had her up to my level. As I kissed her, I could taste my juices on her lips. I kissed and licked her lips and cheeks cleaning my juices from her face.

Looking at her smiling face in the darkness, “That was so wonderful. Don’t ever stop making me feel this way.” Pulling her into another kiss.

We laid there, arms around each other, our thoughts drifting in and out of the future when suddenly the alarm started blaring its wake up call.

“Shit, just as I was getting into snuggling.” Lauren said as she was reaching to shut off the alarm.

Pulling Lauren back to me, “I have to go back to the hotel and get my notes ready for the coming week. You have the extra key, why don’t you shower, change clothes and meet me at the hotel. You can accompany me while I get registered.”

“You’re sure you want me to do that?”

“Yes, I am sure, I want you there with me. After I’m all registered we can go back to the room, order room service and cuddle to our hearts content.” When I had mentioned the word cuddle, a big smile had spread across her face.

For the rest of the week, Lauren and I stole time to make love or cuddle whenever we could, sometimes meeting at her apartment, and other times at the hotel. On her days off, Wednesday and Thursday, Lauren stayed with me at the hotel.

Somehow, Lauren had managed to get Sunday off from work. My plane was to leave at one in the afternoon, and there was no way she was not going to accompany me to the airport. Having her sleep at the hotel gave us the entire night together. After making love several times, we fell asleep in each other’s arms with no blaring alarm clock interrupting us.

We promised that we would either write or call each other often, if not every day. Our week together was actually a meeting only by chance. I don’t think either one of us wanted it to be our only time together.

During the months that followed, we did in fact call each other almost every day. I had an abundance of vacation time accrued, so at least once a month I took a five day weekend and flew to San Francisco to be with Lauren.

It was late fall, the leaves were just starting to turn, when one very early Wednesday morning I knocked lightly on Lauren’s door. I heard noises within the apartment and soon after a very sleepy eyed Lauren opened the door without really looking.

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” Rubbing her sleepy eyes.

“Hi, can a stranger be invited in?

It took a second or two for my words to register, but then her eyes opened wide and a scream, “Lacy!” as she jumped into my arms.

“Oh God, I’ve missed you so much. I was afraid to ask when I might see you again because I know it cost so much to come here just for a couple days.”

Pulling back from her tight hug, I cupped the sides of her face in my hands and while looking at her, “I love you too!” and kissed her with all the passion I had for this woman.

Lauren jerked back from the kiss and embrace, “Wait a minute, what did you just say?”

“I said that I love you, and now if you’ll fix us a cup of coffee, I’ll tell you all about it.”

Looking a little confused, Lauren stepped back and pulled me along with her into the apartment.

“So tell me about why you’re here now, today and all the sudden you’re able to admit you love me?” Turning towards the kitchen to make coffee.

“Well it all kind of started back when I came here for the convention. We had touched and we both felt this wonderful feeling wash over the both of us. With that, you know the history between us. What you didn’t know is that I had made some contacts while here in the San Francisco area. With my recommendations, and a lot of background searches and checks, my company bought them out, and asked me if I was willing to move here and help set up and run the western division.”

Just as I had said the last word, Lauren almost dropped the coffee cup in front of me, with a very surprised look on her face.

“You mean you’re moving here and we can see each other any time?”

It was very difficult to contain myself, seeing her getting all nervous and excited at the possibility of me moving here.

“Well, yes and no.”

“What do you mean yes and no?” Interrupting me before I could finish.

“What I was trying to say was, for a long time now, I have been madly in love with you. My dream was that we could share a life together. I’m asking, if by chance you feel as I do, would you move in with me? I want us not only too be lovers, but life also partners, and maybe one day if allowed, marry me?”

It was a good thing I had my hand on my coffee cup because as I finished asking her to move in with me, Lauren jumped up, knocking over her coffee racing around the table and jumping into my lap.

“Yes… Yes… Yes…” She kept saying as a rain of kisses landed all over my face.

“There are two stipulations to this arrangement, maybe three come to think of it.”

“Stipulations… what do you mean stipulations, what kind of stipulations?”

“First, you’re going to quit your job. No way am I going to put up with that alarm clock blaring at five in the morning.”

“But I need my job, how will I be able to pay for anything. I mean I need money too!” She said giving me that puppy dog look.

“We’ll discuss that more later, but the second stipulation is come this spring, you are going to be registered in the Art Institutes of San Francisco.”

“Oh God, you’re not serious are you? I mean how am I going to afford something like that? Wrinkling up her brow with concern.

Finally, “And the third?” She asked.

“The third is, if you’re going to keep jumping into my lap, you’re going to have to start losing some weight, God you’re heavy girl.”

“I’m not fat, and now you’re being mean to me.” Giving me a slap on the shoulder.

“Lauren, I do love you very much, I just want you to know that.”

“Lacy, I have loved you so much since that day we kissed for the first time, I was just so afraid to tell you for fear of driving you away.”

Wrapping our arms around each other, looking into each other’s eyes, our lips briefly touched causing us to jump back. We both looked at each other, realizing we both felt it once more.

The End.

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