Date: Tue, 14 Dec 1999 18:03:02 EST
From: ANGinJAX@aol.com
Subject: The friendship of Lovers

This story contains detailed sex between two females.  If you don't like
it, don't read it :o)
You have been warned.

Slowly, she moved from room to room, lighting candles.  The storm had
caused her electricity to go out again.  Being hurricane season, it was
common and she had taken a liking to the temporary power outs.  It gave her
an excuse to relax and have time to herself without the distraction of TV
or E-Mail.  After lighting all candles, she decided that nothing would be
better at this moment than a nice glass of wine and something to nibble on.
With the flashlight in one hand, she opened the refridgerator and shined
the light in.  Perfect-a large bottle of white wine and some fruit
left-over from her dinner party the other night.

She sank into her leather recliner, wine in one hand and fruit in another.
Her warm brown hair was pulled on top of her head and fastened securly with
a hair clip.  The day at work at been so stressful, she walked straight to
the bathtub when she arrived home, and soaked for over an hour.  She had
only emerged from the tub when the electricity was knocked out after a loud
boom outside her house.  She was still wearing her robe, and it fit snuggly
around her seductive body.  She was certainly not a thin woman, but she had
all the right curves in the right places, and it gave the impression of
being blessed in all the right areas, and not overweight.  Her bosom was
larger than average, verging on DDD and she was proud of it.  It came in
handy for moments like this when she needed a mini table for things, as she
did now for her plate of fruit.  Taking a sip of her wine, she raised her
right leg slightly to admire her new found tan and she smiled at the
progress she had made.  She had previously been uniquely pale, giving her a
china doll look, but decided one day she wasn't happy with being a china
doll, so she began to lay out in her back yard to darken.

The fruit and wine tasted wonderful together and she was thoroughly
enjoying this moment.  She felt herself warming inside from the wine and
knew if she didn't get up soon, she would find herself asleep soon in her
chair.  She closed her eyes and listened to the rain chiming on her windows
when her doorbell rang.  The noise shocked her out of her blissfulness and
caused her to panic a little-who would be out in weather like this?  She
never had visitors that just popped in.  And at 9:30pm, it was rare any of
her friends were out and about.

Getting out of the chair and setting her wine and plate on the dining room
table, she made her way to the front door, pulling her robe tighter around
her with one hand, and feeling the hair piled on her head to make sure it
was still in tact.  Looking through the peep hole, she saw her best friend,
soaking wet, trembling and holding herself tight with her head bowed.  She
immediately opened the door and rushed her in out of the bad weather.

"What's going on?!  What are you doing out in weather like this?" she said
quickly, as she pulled her friend inside, closed the door and wen to the
linen closet to try to find a towel to dry her friend off.  Renee was a
well rounded woman also, with shoulder length red hair that was naturally
curly.  Olivia pulled her shirt over her head and wrapped Renee in the
towel.  Renee was shaking, and Olivia tried to comfort her, but she knew it
was going to be a long night.  She must have had another arguement with her
live in boyfriend, which was common.  They argued like arch enemies rather
than a couple that was in love.  Olivia helped her shed her shorts and went
into her bedroom to get something light for her to wear but something to
warm her.  She found a worn wool gown that she saved for Florida's cool
nights and brought it to Renee.  By the time she had returned to her, she
had shed her panties and her bra and trying her best to cover herself with
the small towel.  Olivia helped her pull the gown over her head and took
the towel from her to dry her hair to the best ability.

They moved to the living room and sat side by side on the couch.  Renee was
crying and Olivia was holding her and gently rocking, pulling the hair away
from her face and kissing her forehead.  She knew that she should let her
cry before she asked again what had happened.  So she sat with her, holding
her for almost 15 min. before Renee caught her breath and was able to speak
without crying.  Olivia left her to go to the kitchen to put some hot water
on for tea to soothe her nerves.  As she turned back towards the living
room, Renee began to talk, her voice raspy from the crying.

"I don't know how it happened, I never knew.  I never knew" She rocked
herself and wrapped her arms around herself, trying to block out the pain
from what she had just seen.  It was impossible for her to picture her
boyfriend with another man.  She had come home and walked in them. She
assumed they had lost track of time and he was still embraced in his lovers
arms, half naked, as if they had started to end the rendez vous and stopped
for a moment for one last kiss before they parted.  In total shock of the
situation, she dropped her drink she had got when she stopped for a
hamburger.  To see the look in her boyfriends eyes, that look of happiness
that he had never shown when he was with her.  That look of being so in
love.  She never saw it and now she knew she never would.  Not with him
anyways.  She had turned around and left.  Left the door open and the spilt
drink of the floor.  And she ran.  Ran as fast as she could, drowning out
her boyfriends calls in her sobbing.  She ran until she couldn't breathe
anymore, her heart pounding, her eyes red and blurring her vision.  Her
ears were thumping, hard.  She let herself fall to the ground and sat
there, and cried more.  She paid no attention to the cars and the people
around her, and they avoided her like she was one of the homeless people
you pretend not to see.  And then the rain came.  And it came down hard.
She didn't hear it, but felt the cold drops on her legs, arms, and
eventually her face as she looked up to the sky.

Trying to get control of herself, she looked around and recognized the area
she was in.  She was only about 1/2 mile from Olivia's house.  She couldn't
go back home, not now.  She couldn't bear to hear him try to explain what
she saw.  She knew what she saw, knew what it meant, and knew the effect it
would have on her life now.  She got up on shaky legs, and headed towards
the direction of Olivia's house.  She would stay with her, and Olivia would
take her in with loving arms and try to make everything better.  And in a
moment such as this, all she wanted was for someone to tell her that
everything would be alright.  That's what she wanted to hear, even though
she knew it wasn't true.

"Olivia, Damon is having an affair.  I walked in on them..."  Renee managed
to get it out.  She said it matter of factly, trying to stay strong and not
cry.  And the look on Olivia's face would not be easy to forget.  She
showed her the love she felt for her, and the pain she would endure with
her.  In her eyes, she saw someone that would never do her the way Damon
did her, and would always be there for her.  "Renee, did you know her?"
Olivia was hesitant on asking much; she didn't want her to start over with
remembering the pain and crying.  But by the look on Renee's face, she
found she was too late.  She began to cry, and mumbled that she didn't want
to talk about it anymore.  So they just stayed there, and Olivia cried for
her because she knew the pain she was going through all too well.  And she
would be there for her.

As Renee fell asleep in her arms, Olivia backed herself away from her and
layed her down on the couch.  She found a warm blanket for her and a small
pillow to ease under her head.  By this time, the electricity was back on,
and she blew out all the burned down candles, and turned on her computer.
She was going to email her office to let them know she was taking a week
office for personal reasons, and emailed her employees with the tasks that
they must cover while she was absent.  She also let them know that Renee
would be out and not to expect her back for two weeks.  No one could
complain or insist on reasoning for any of this since she was the owner of
the business.  She ran a counseling business for low income families and
Renee was one of the counselors there.  The office knew that if anything
happened to either of them, they would be there for each other, no matter
what.  They knew of their strong friendship and never questioned situations
such as this.

Renee woke up about 4am, a little confused with her surroundings.  She had
to think to remember where she was, and then she remembered.  Her head was
pounding and she sat up and held her head in her hands.  Easing herself off
the couch, she went into the bathroom to get aspirin and then to the
kitchen to get something cool to take them.  She noticed she wasn't wearing
any clothes, and knew she had removed them in her sleep.  She had a hard
time sleeping in clothes, and anyone who had slept with her in the same bed
knew she shed her clothes in her sleep.  As she stood there, nude, with the
light from the fridge reflecting onto her smooth skin, she thought about
what had happened.  It was probably for the best because she was so
vulnerable and nieve, she may have never left Damon on any other reason.
But this caused her to awake from her fantasy world that she shared with
him, to see him for who he really was.  And it was funny how life had a
reason for everything.  Including pain.

Stopping in front of her make shift bed on the couch, she turned to look in
the direction of Olivia's room.  The couch was comfortable, but she didn't
want to sleep alone, not tonight.  She had slept with Olivia before in the
same bed, but she didn't want to wake her.  But if anyone knew Olivia they
knew she could sleep through anything.  She slept through her ex-lover
moving all of her things out.  So, Renee went to her room, and slowly
opened the door.  She heard the heavy breathing of Olivia and she knew she
was sound asleep.  She made her way to the side of the bed where she wasn't
sleeping and climbed into bed.  This was better than the couch, and at
least she would be sleeping with someone she loved and returned the
feelings for her.

Olivia woke to having someone wrapped around her, and was startled.  She
had almost forgot that Renee was over.  But she didn't remember going to
sleep with Renee beside her, so she was a bit confused when she recognized
the figure in the dark to be Renee.  She was sideways draped over Olivia's
front, her hand on her right breast.  Her leg was curled around her left
leg, and she felt the wetness of her crotch pressing against her thigh.
This was awkward and she didn't know what to do.  Olivia was gay and Renee
wasn't.  To have her best friend laying with her like she was one of her
lovers was hard to absorb.  She had always dreamt of this moment, but Renee
had made it clear at the beginning of their friendship that she could never
have a friendship with Olivia if she ever hit on her or ever indicated an
interest in her.  And here was Renee, wrapped up in her like it was the
most natural thing.  So, she put her arm around her, smiled and began to
fall back to sleep, content with what she could have.  She knew that Renee
was probably confused, thinking she was Damon and positioned herself as she
normally would when the two of them slept in the night.  But she put that
thought in the back of her head, and pretended for those last waking
moments that this was natural for them, that they were together.  And as
soon as she drifted back to sleep, Renee stirred, and felt a large breast
in her hand.  It took her a couple of seconds to register the surroundings
and what she was doing.  Had she cuddled up to Olivia thinking she was
Damon?  This felt so comfortable, but Olivia was her best friend and she
was a woman!  She had never had feelings for another woman, but had to
admit that she looked at Olivia at times and felt a tingling between her
legs.  But she never imagined herself to be in this position.  But, it felt
good.  It felt right..  She began to massage Olivia's breast, feeling the
softness of it.  To her amazement, this was exciting to her, and she
enjoyed the way Olivia's breast played back with her.  Her nipple respond
to her gentle pinching and she felt it hardening to her touch.  It was so
different than her own.  She took Olivia's left breast in her mouth,
teasing the nipple with her tongue and she heard Olivia softly moan and
wondered if she was awake or in a light sleep.  Her nipple felt great in
her mouth and she played there for a long time.  Slowly, she moved her hand
down Olivia's stomach and on top of her crotch.  Not wanting to wake her,
she was hesitant upon touch, and finally just did it.  Olivia kept herself
well trimmed with a small patch in place of an unruly bush.  She rubbed her
hand over it, feeling the texture of another woman's lips, and how they
separated at her touch.  This was all new to her, and she was feeling so
overwhelmed but very sexual about the situation and took full advantage of
it.

She moved herself closer to Olivia's mouth, while her hand lingered,
playing with her cunt.  She was so wet, and slippery.  She felt her hips
began to move while Renee played in the wet area.  She began to kiss her,
softly at first, until Olivia responded, then she stopped.  She froze,
unable to know if she was doing the right thing.  Then, Olivia moved to
meet her lips in the dark and kissed her harder, passionately.  She knew
she was awake now, and they were holding each other, wrapped in each other.
Olivia probed her mouth with her tongue and kissed her with so much more
love than she had ever felt.  Their hands began to explore each others
body, and soon Olivia was rubbing Renee's crotch, moving her face to it,
kissing every inch on the way down.  She began to kiss her, tease her with
her tongue, parting her swollen lips with her tongue.  She began softly,
testing the waters, making sure she wasn't moving too fast for Renee.  But
when Renee put her hand on the back of Olivia's head and moaned, she knew
she could bring her to climax, and it would be just fine.  Renee was
bucking her hips while Olivia inserted two fingers inside her, moving them
in and out. Renee was moaning so loud, and it surprised Olivia. Out of all
the women she had been with, Renee was the first to respond with so much
passion and love.  She played with her clit with her tongue and sucked on
it, knowing that Renee was loving it.  And then it happened.  She made
Renee come so hard, that she thought she was having a seizure at first.
Olivia kissed her lips softly, calming her and loving the scent she gave
off.  Olivia moved herself back into a vertical position, laying next to
Renee, and wiped the hair away from Renee's forehead with one hand, and
fondling her breast with the other.  And she was asleep.  Sound asleep!
But in her mind, it was alright because she finally had her dream
fulfilled.  She was with the only woman that she ever truly loved and she
didn't have to initiate it.  Soon, she fell asleep right along with her,
with her hand on her breast.  She knew the morning would bring a lot of
confusion, so going to sleep was the best thing to do at this time.

Sunlight broke through the bone white curtains in Olivia's bedroom,
lighting up the room and waking Renee.  Groggily, she extended her hand
over the opposite side of the bed, reaching for someone, anyone.
Disappointed, she found nothing but crumpled sheets and pillows.  Squinting
her eyes and looking around she recognized the room-Olivia's.  And then she
remembered.  Oh God, what had she done?  What kind of monster was she to
take advantage of Olivia when she was sleeping, knowing she would accept
her touch.  But she couldn't offer Olivia the relationship she wanted, and
now Renee had to face her, tell her that it was all an accident.  But she
didn't regret it.  Didn't regret receiving the love and touch of Olivia.
She sat up and felt so confused, so resentful of Damon.  He forced her into
this situation and she was so angry with him.  But what she shared with
Olivia last night wasn't his fault.  Now she felt really confused.  She
decided to get out of bed and find Olivia, to see what her reaction was, to
see if she can offer support for this.  And then she looked at the clock.
Oh no!  It was 9:30am and she was due at work over 2 hours ago!  She
grabbed the sheet from the bed, wrapped it around her and rushed out to the
living room, where she found Olivia.

"Olivia!  I'm late!  Do you have something I can wear?  Oh God, my
appointments!"  She was rushing around, running from the bathroom to look
at her messy hair and back to Olivia.

"It's okay.  We are officially on personal leave.  I have already taken
care of it.  I emailed the office last night, so you have nothing to worry
about.  Just sit down, and have some breakfast with me."  She looked up at
Renee and smiled softly.  Olivia was so calm, almost a sleepy calm, but she
moved gracefully to the kitchen to fix Renee a plate.  Renee just stood
there, watching her, and grateful to have a friend like her that took such
good care of her.  And Renee was useless.  She would have never thought to
take the precaution as to contact work, to make it easier to deal with the
pain she was going to go through.  She took a seat at the dining room
table, sitting on her right leg and positioning herself to accept food and
coffee.  Just like on que, it was delivered, just the way she liked
everything-her eggs soft scrambled, her bacon still tender, and toast
buttered with honey on the side.  And her coffee was sweet and light from
the creme.  Raising her head to Olivia she smiled a thank you and quickly
looked back down at her food, not wanting to confront her about last night.
Not now, she wasn't ready.

"Renee, I know you don't want to discuss this now, but I think we need to
while our feelings are still fresh.  I want to apologize-

"No, it's not your fault!  Olivia, I took advantage of you while you were
sleeping, knowing you wouldn't reject me and used you for my own comfort.
God, I feel terrible!  I am so sorry!  (Pause) But I don't regret it.  I
don't want you to get the wrong idea."  She managed to get it all out in
one breath, not wanting Olivia to interrupt her and make it harder than it
was.  Even as she said the words, she found herself even more confused and
wondered if what she said was true.

Then there was silence. Neither of them said a word.  Neither of them broke
eye contact.  And then she did it.  Olivia leaned over the table and kissed
Renee, kissing her more passionately than she had earlier that morning.
And Renee responded, taking Olivia's head in between her hands.  They
kissed for well over a minute, both beginning to feel the wetness between
their legs.  Finally, Renee broke the kiss, and pulled back and just stared
at Olivia.

"Don't tell me you don't want me to get the wrong idea, because I think I
have the right idea."  Olivia said almost in a whisper with a serious look
on her face.  She knew that Renee was interested in her more than she
claimed to be, and didn't want her to be ashamed of it.  She didn't want
her to deny the way she felt, but welcome it.  How she hoped her hunch was
right and that she wouldn't run from the house crying the way she had from
the home she shared with Damon.  But she didn't.  She rose from her chair,
and took a step Olivia hadn't expected.  She walked over to her, took her
hand, and led her back to the bedroom.

"I want both of us to be awake, and be fully aware of what's going on.  I
want you to show you my love for you.  I want to know every inch of you.  I
want to know that being with you is the right choice, and not a mistake." A
little dazed, Olivia walked with her to the bedroom.  This was definitely
not what she had expected to happen, but she welcomed it.