Subject: AnnD: Cheating Heart - (01/02) - ff- repost
From: annd@nyc.pipeline.com (Ann Douglas)
Date: 10 Jan 1996 18:10:33 -0500
Message-ID: <4d1h19$2as@pipe2.nyc.pipeline.com>
Hello once again. As in the past, comments are both
appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions are also
welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it makes it easier for
me to get your reaction. One thing I do ask is that you
now include your first name and age in your comments. It
gives me a better idea who my audience is. Thanks and
enjoy the story.
Ann Douglas
(AnnD@Pipeline.Com)
- CHEATING HEART-
-Part One-
by Ann Douglas
"Excuse me, is this the room for the aerobics class?"
asked a soft musical voice from behind Karen.
"That it is," Karen said as she started to turn
around. "In fact ,I'm your instructor, Karen......"
The dark haired woman stopped in mid-sentence as
she turned and looked into the most beautiful green eyes she
have ever seen. They belonged to an oriental girl about 22,
a few inches shorter than Karen's 5"7". Try as she could,
Karen couldn't bring to mind a word to describe her
features. Beautiful was not right, and cute not enough.
Classic was the best Karen could do, and even that didn't
seem really right.
"Excuse me," Karen said, realizing she was staring.
"My name is Karen O'Brien, and like I started to say before
I forgot how to speak was that I'm the instructor for the
course."
"Keiko Yamaguchi," She smiled. "And I guess
you're the person that I want to see. Is it ok to join in just
for tonight's class. I'm only in town for a few days so I
really
don't want to have to join some kind of membership."
"Well, the people who run this YWCA usually from
on that kind of thing, they're really big on collecting dues
and such." Karen answered, finding herself getting lost in
those emerald pools. "But I guess I can sneak you in, just
don't mention it to anyone else ok?"
"Thanks, I appreciate it." The Japanese woman said
and headed for the locker room.
As she walked away, Karen found herself staring at
her swaying ass. I'm getting as bad as those jocks in the
gym, she thought to herself. Still, it was a really nice ass.
Halfway through the class, Karen was having a hard
time keeping her mind on the exercise routines. She kept
stealing glances at Keiko in the far end of the third row.
This is silly, she told herself, I'm acting like a swooning
teenage. Not only am I sixteen years older than her, but I've
been in a relationship with Amanda for almost five years
now. She's probably not even into girls anyway.
After repeating all the arguments to herself, Karen
still found Ms. Yamaguchi the center of her attention. True
the age difference might be a dozen years, nearly double
that which separated her and Amanda. Also true that she'd
always been attracted to older women. Yet times and tastes
change, and after all, Amanda had been gone for the last
four months. It would still be another three weeks before
she returned from the oceanic research cruise the College
had sent her on. Then again, as in the past, this was after
all
just a harmless little fantasy. Something to help keep her
warm when she crawled into her empty bed later that night.
Finally the class was over and the large group of
women headed for the showers. Karen stood behind and
picked up a few loose items. She was wiping the sweat
from her face when she realized she wasn't alone. Turning,
she was again face to face with Keiko Yamaguchi.
"I just wanted to thank you again for letting me into
the class," She said, her voice like a musical instrument.
"You're really very good at this, if I was going to be around
longer I'd definitely sign up for the course."
"Thanks for the compliment," Karen smiled, trying
very hard not to be aware of Keiko's sweat covered breasts
a few feet in front of her. While not very large, they were in
perfect proportion to her size. "I really only do this part
time. During the daytime hours I'm usually a research
assistant over at WRDJ, Channel 3. This just gives me a
chance to keep in shape and make a little extra doing it."
"That's funny....." Keiko laughed. "I'm with
Channel 8 out in Los Angeles, I was out here doing a
feature piece on the trade conference and decided to stay
the weekend. I've never been to New York before."
"You're a reporter?" Karen asked, suddenly
interested in more than the young woman's breasts.
"Well feature stories only so far, but I'm working my
way up. This was the first out of town assignment I've ever
gotten. I take that as a big plus."
"I used to dream of being the person who actually
went out and got the news," Karen said. "But research was
as far as I ever got."
"Well I'm sure that was Channel 3's loss." Keiko
replied.
"Everyone else's already showered," Karen said,
changing the subject. "We'd better hurry before there's no
more hot water."
As the two women showered, Karen's thoughts
again turned erotic. She felt the little tingles from between
her legs as she watched Keiko soap up her body. After
watching dozens of out of shape housewives over the last
few months, it was a joy to admire such a fine body. While
Keiko had her back to her, Karen slid a soapy finger into her
own pussy and softly rubbed against the clit, thinking how
nice it would feel to help the golden skinned woman wash.
A stream of soap tinged water ran down the crack of
that beautiful ass as Karen wished she could just walk over
and kiss it. When the Japanese woman began to wash and
squeeze those bouncy round breasts, Karen had to bite
down to keep from moaning in admiration. She knew what
the subject of her dreams tonight would be.
Drying themselves in the locker room, Karen kept
her eyes on anything but Keiko. She was sure she had been
too obvious in the shower and didn't want to compound it
out here among the other women.
" Damn Amanda for going on the research trip, "
She thought, "Leaving me alone all this time."
As a Professor of Oceanic Studies, Amanda Bishop
could easily take six months off to engage in research, but
Karen wasn't so lucky. That had always been one of the
sticking points of their relationship - the difference in
their
economic and social standings. It had come up before, but
had always vanished as soon as they were in bed together.
That was one of the reasons Karen had taken this part time
job at the Y, so she could pay an equal share of the
expenses.
"Karen?" Keiko said as she walked over and sat
down beside Karen who was trying her sneakers. "Do you
have any dinner plans?"
"Dinner plans?" Karen asked questioningly.
"Well I was planning to go out to dinner after the
class, and I really hate eating alone. Besides, I owe you for
the class."
Karen thought about it for a few moments. Thought
of what Amanda would think of her having dinner with a
woman half the Oceanographer's age. She knew Amanda
was always jealous of her spending time with other women,
but then again, Amanda was over six thousand miles away.
"No plans, I'd love to join you." Karen answered
with a wide smile. "Just let me lock up and I'll be right with
you."
Dinner turned out to be at Georgio's, one of the best
Italian Restaurants on the Upper East Side. By the time the
desert came, Karen felt like she'd know Keiko months
instead of a few hours. At first she was worried how she'd
skirt around the issue of her lesbianism. Normally she didn't
care who knew it, but some people were very put off by it.
Her usual attitude was, hey this is what I am, if you don't
like it - tough! But she really didn't want Keiko to dislike
her for any reason. For the first time in months, she was
really enjoying herself. And the question of whether she had
a man in her life never even came up.
"Will there be anything else?" The waiter asked?
"No, that will be it." Keiko said as the waiter placed
the check on the table and she reached into her purse for her
credit card.
"I wish you'd let me at least pay for my own
dinner?" Karen said, her old habit of wanting to pay her
own way cropping up.
"Nonsense," Keiko said as she placed her credit
card on the small tray. "I did invite you after all. Besides,
it
all goes on my expense account."
As Keiko again reached for her card and the receipt
upon the waiter's return, Karen spotted something she had
totally overlooked earlier. There on the Japanese woman's
slender left hand was a gold wedding band. She was
married!
The black haired woman's heart sunk as her little
bubble burst. Sure it had all been a fantasy, but she wanted
it to end on a happy note. Why hadn't she spotted it earlier.
As they left the restaurant and walked down the
street, Keiko felt the change in Karen.
"Is there something wrong?"
"No, nothing," Karen answered, forcing a smile.
"Its just been a long day and all."
"Oh, I'm so sorry I've kept you out so late." Keiko
said apologetically. "I've been enjoying myself so much that
I've completely lost track of the time."
"I guess it is kind of late and you must be wanting to
get back to your hotel," Karen said as she looked at her
watch and noted that it was almost 11. "Its about 08:00 in
LA, you might want to call your husband before you turn
in."
"Husband?" Keiko asked, a puzzled look on her
face. "What makes you think I'm married?"
"Well the ring for one thing."
"The ring.... Omigosh I forgot I was even wearing
it." Keiko exclaimed as she looked down at her hand. "I've
been divorced for almost two years now."
"And you still wear his ring?"
"Well actually, this one's a family heirloom,
it belonged to my grandmother. I usually wear it to
discourage guys. You know, they find out your single and
right away all you are is another skirt to get into. They have
a hard time taking you serious after that."
"I know the feeling." Karen said, her smile returning
with the news.
As they walked and talked, Karen noted that they
were only two blocks from her apartment.
"Since you bought the dinner, would you like to
come up for a nightcap?" Karen asked apprehensively.
"We can call you a cab from the apartment."
After a long moment, Keiko said she would love to.
"Make yourself comfortable," Karen said as she
turned to lock the door behind them.
"Nice place," Keiko said as she admired a row of
photos on the mantelpiece. "Your roommate?" She asked
as she spotted a photo of Karen and Amanda taken last
year.
"Er yes..." Karen replied. "She's away right now."
"This really is a lovely apartment," Keiko said as
she dropped the subject and moved on. "So unlike the
decor you find in Los Angeles."
Karen quickly poured the nightcaps and handle one
to Keiko.
"New friends," She said raising her glass.
"Definitely!" Keiko responded as she took a drink.
After they both finished the toast, Karen again
looked into those haunting green eyes. Less than a foot
separated them and she felt flush. She knew she should call
for the cab, but she didn't want her fantasy evening to end.
She then leaned forward and kissed Keiko on the
lips.
The kiss lasted just a second, and once it was done,
Karen took a step back. She looked into the oriental girl's
face for a reaction but found only the same calmness it had
all evening. Then, suddenly, her face widened into a smile.
"Oh God," Karen exclaimed. "I wanted to do that
all evening. I just wasn't sure how you would take it."
"To tell the truth," Kaiko answered. "Until this
moment, neither did I."
She then took a step forward and returned the kiss.
This time they embraced and held the kiss much longer.
"This night has been so wonderful," Karen said, still
holding her. "And I'll understand if you want to leave."
"Actually, I was thinking it might be pretty nice to
stay." was Keiko's reply.
Karen's face just glowed at the response.
--
Ann Douglas
Subject: AnnD: Cheating Heart - (02/02) - ff - repost
From: annd@nyc.pipeline.com (Ann Douglas)
Date: 10 Jan 1996 18:10:52 -0500
Message-ID: <4d1h1s$2ca@pipe2.nyc.pipeline.com>
Hello once again. As in the past, comments are both
appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions are also
welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it makes it easier for
me to get your reaction. One thing I do ask is that you
now include your first name and age in your comments. It
gives me a better idea who my audience is. Thanks and
enjoy the story.
Ann Douglas
(AnnD@Pipeline.Com)
- CHEATING HEART-
-Part Two-
by Ann Douglas
Karen quickly led the short haired oriental to the
couch and kissed her once again. This time the kiss was
long and deep. She felt Keiko's mouth open, allowing her
tongue easy access. Their tongues met and began to dart in
and out of each others mouths.
While this exchange too place, Karen began to
unbutton Keiko's blouse, slipping her hand within.
The Japanese woman's body trembled as she felt the Irish
girl slip her hand inside her bra. Her hand cupped the small
breasts and soon her fingers began to work their magic on
the small nipples. Keiko let out a soft moan, just to let
Karen know that she wanted her to continue.
The rest of the buttons quickly followed and soon
the light blue blouse was on the floor. The half cup bra
joined it, giving Karen a good look at the golden mounds
she had only glimpsed in the shower.
"They're beautiful...." Karen smiled.
"They're too small..." Keiko countered.
"Nonsense," Karen retorted as she cupped one in
each hand. "Anything more than a mouthful goes to waste
anyway."
With that her mouth was on the dark drown nipples,
her tongue covering the small protruding tips.
"Oh that's nice..." Keiko sighed as she felt the
wetness of the white girl's mouth.
Karen continued to make oral love to the Oriental's
breasts, even as her hands moved down and undid the clips
of Keiko's skirt. Keiko shifted a little, lifting her ass off
the
couch. With a quick tug, the skirt and panties now topped
the growing pile of clothes.
Karen began to kiss downward, covering the golden
belly, converging on the small triangle of hair below. She
was fascinated by the absence of any real body hair. What
little there was around Keiko's mound was trimmed tight
against the skin. Her own bush was quite large and full, in
preference to Amanda's taste.
Her fingers stroked the outer walls of Keiko's pussy,
then Karen moved closer and kissed it in the center. She
could smell Keiko's perfume, it was obvious that she had
put some there at the gym. As she continued to kiss the
outer edges, she slipped a finger inside. Soon it was
followed by a second, then a third. Finally it was followed
by her probing tongue.
Keiko had stretched her legs as far apart as she
could, balancing herself on the back of the couch. For the
moment she was content to just lay back and enjoy Karen's
ministrations. She couldn't help but note how much nicer it
felt than any of the men who had eaten her. Those few who
had be willing to even try she corrected herself.
For a good ten minutes Karen thrusted her eager
tongue in and out of the cavity of oriental delight. Every
woman tasted different, but Keiko was somehow ever more
unique. Perhaps it was just her imagination, perhaps not.
"I want to see you naked!" Keiko said as she pulled
Karen away. "I want to make love to you too."
Karen stood and began to slowing pull her shirt over
her head. The she reached up and played with her large 36
inch breasts, still within the confines of her bra. Those
beautiful emerald eyes were riveted on her hand as she
undid the front clasp and sent the white material floating to
the floor.
As they popped free, she grabbed a breast in each
hand and gave them a playful squeeze. She had never really
been impressed by breast size, but she could tell Keiko was.
She leaned forward, one knee on the couch and
lifted her right breast to Keiko's mouth. The Japanese girl
reached out with her tongue and lightly licked the already
erect nipple. After a third pass with her tongue, she reached
up and guided the whole of Karen's aureole into her waiting
mouth.
Keiko sucked tenderly at first, like the newborn she
in a way was. Then her motions became stronger and she
pulled more and more flesh into her mouth. While she
suckled at the first breasts, her free hand sought out the
second and fondled it. Soon she switched positions and
lifted the other nipple to her mouth.
Karen let her take her time exploring the new
sensation, remembering her own first experience with a
woman. Her own delight at the first time she had actually
touched another woman's body.
Running her fingers through Keiko's short almost
boyish hair, she whispered sweat words of encouragement.
Words that translated into an increased desire by Keiko to
please her.
Keiko then began to move her attentions down
Karen's body, duplicating the motion Karen had used on her
earlier. Have to give her credit, Karen said to herself, she's
a fast learner.
Keiko's first attempts at cunnilingus were awkward,
even a little rough. Karen reached down and pulled her
own lips aside for the neophyte lover, giving her a clear
view of her objective.
"Take your time," She whispered. "Just lick it
softly, it'll come to you."
Sure enough, after a few minutes, Keiko began to
develop a rhythm of her own and began to send little sparks
into the walls of Karen's love tunnel. I was right, Karen
congratulated herself, defiantly a fast learner.
Soon Keiko was rewarded with her first tastes of
girlcum as Karen's body began to respond in earnest.
"Let's move to the floor." Karen said as she guided
Keiko into a 69 position. "That way we can both enjoy it."
For the next half hour, the two women lapped at
each other, taking turns increasing and decreasing their
passion. Karen knew she was close, but was determined to
hold off until Keiko was ready.
It wasn't long, and both women exploded in unison.
Globs of hot cum gushed from each as they each buried
their face in the other's mound. Keiko had never
experienced an orgasm like this and she wanted it to go on
and on. Her face was covered with love-juice, but she
continued to lick away between Karen's legs. But all good
things must end as they say and finally both were exhausted.
For twenty minutes they laid entangled in each
others arms. Their bodies covered with sweat and cum,
they silently kissed and licked each other.
"I'm so glad I met you tonight," Keiko said softly.
"I'd never have had the courage to try something like this
back home."
"I'm just as glad to have met you," Karen replied as
she kissed Keiko's breast. "It's been so long since I've felt
this good. I wish I could........"
Just then she was interrupted by the ringing of the
phone. She let it ring a second time, thinking she should let
the machine pick it up. Then she decided to answer it.
"Hello?" She said, continuing to play with Keiko's
breasts.
"Karen.....can you hear me?" Came the voice on the
phone.
It was a few seconds before Karen realized it was
Amanda's voice.
"Amanda?"
"Hi lover, you don't know how delightful it is to
hear your voice." replied the voice over the receiver. "I'm
in Los Angeles."
"Is something wrong?" Karen asked as she let go of
Keiko's breast and lifted herself into a sitting position. "I
thought you would still be out at sea for another few
weeks."
"We had engine problems and had to cut the trip
short. I have to wrap up a few loose ends out here over the
weekend, but I should be home by Sunday night."
"That's great..." Karen said, wondering if she really
meant it.
"Karen, there's something I want to say, something I
don't want to wait for Sunday for you to hear."
"Yes...."
"Baby, I love you, I don't think I've ever realized
how much until the last few weeks. At first I was so
involved in my work that I didn't see how much I hurt you
by just up and leaving like that. Then as I began to miss you
more and more , I knew that no work was worth leaving
you again."
"Oh God Mandy, you don't know how long I've
waited to hear you say that. I can't wait for you to get
home."
"Well Sunday's only another day and a half, It'll go
by quickly. I hope you've been taking care of yourself. I
was passing a phone in the hotel lobby, we haven't even
checked in yet, and I suddenly felt the need to call you.
Have you eaten dinner? I know how you get after those
Friday night classes at the Y, you get so worked up you
forget to eat at all."
At Amanda's mention of the aerobic class, Karen
suddenly remembered Keiko was lying beside her. For the
moment she was at a loss for words.
"Karen...are you there?"
"Er yes......I'm here," She said as she saw Keiko sit
up and smile. "Must be the connection."
Keiko brought her finger up to her lips and signaled
silence. There was no need for Karen to mention her lapse
of fidelity.
"I was asking if you've been remembering to east?"
"Oh yes, don't worry about that, I brought a little
Japanese home after the class, it was delicious." Karen said,
smiling as Keiko.
"I didn't know you liked Japanese." Amanda said.
"It's a newly acquired taste." came Karen's answer.
"Honey, Dr. Walsh is calling for me to catch up. I
have to go. I'll be on Continental Flight 203 on Sunday,
we'll get in about 5:30."
"Fine, I'll pick you up then."
"Good-bye love, and when I get home I want to
start over. As far as I'm concerned, anything that happened
before 5:30 Sunday never existed."
"That's fine by me, I love you too."
"All right in the world with your lover? Keiko
asked.
"Yeh," Karen said sheeplessly. "I guess Sunday will
be a new beginning, this time maybe we can make it work."
"I'm glad, maybe when I get back to LA I'll be able
to find someone as nice as you."
"I'm sure you will." Karen said, feeling a little
awkward. "Listen, Keiko, about tonight......"
Keiko placed her outstretched finger on Karen's lips.
"What happened within these four walls will always
remain here." She said. "When I walk out that door, all
that will bind us are memories. A memory I for one will
cherish."
Karen just had to reach out and embrace Keiko.
Another time and place things might've been very different.
But deep down she knew she had to give Amanda her
chance at that fresh start.
"You know, " Karen said in a quiet voice. "You
don't have to walk out that door right this minute."
Keeping to her word, the Japanese woman never
looked back when she walked out the door - early Sunday
afternoon.
END
--
Ann Douglas