Date: Sun, 15 May 2011 14:20:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Lacie Babenco <lacie_babenco@yahoo.com>
Subject: Naimi's Adveture - part 12

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Part 12

Jamie and Marian left together, Naimi could swear that she saw a smirk of
satisfaction on Marian's lips as she exited her house.  Straining to see
outside, it was impossible from the couch she was on to view what the two
of them talked about or if they said anything at all.  She was injured, she
was vulnerable, her husband was thousands of miles away and she was utterly
alone.  It wasn't fair to her on so many levels and she felt like she was
the prey and Marian was hunting her.

Naimi put her hands to her face and wasn't sure whether to cry or scream in
frustration.  The thoughts that went through her mind bounced from all the
things she'd seen and experienced.  Was Marian some kind of seductress of
the club?  Was it her job to do this?  Or was this some kind of sick game
she played with members of the club?  Would she go after women and try to
seduce them slowly?  Or was it all just a tremendous misunderstanding.

No!  It couldn't be, Naimi was convinced.  She had seen Marian and Naimi
together, it wasn't her imagination!  Jamie was seduced by Marian, it had
to be the way things were.  How else could she explain what she saw?

Her fist pounded the sofa one, two and then three times.  This was driving
her mad!

The worst of it was that when she saw the two of them together, her body
tingled.  It tingled with excitement.  Naimi remembed what it was like to
be touched by Marian and the strangely seductive way she had felt and then
had to masturbate just minutes later.  What the Hell was going on in her,
did she want to experience a woman??

Naimi was ready to confront Marian but at the same time was so afraid to do
it.  Would it destroy her friendship with Jamie, get her out of the club?
All of this had happened in the span of a few weeks and now she was feeling
enveloped in a grand plan of some kind that was all outside of her doing.

Looking at her ankle wrapped with support bandages she yelled in
frustration "Stupid ankle!"

The television droned on as she stared at the wall and hatched her plan.
The only thing she could do was play it as cool as possible.  It wasn't
anything that she would admit to, her own curiosities and her surprised
enjoyment of these taboo sensations.  Marian wouldn't get anywhere with
Naimi, she would help her with the therapy and that was that.

Somehow, that thought didn't put her at ease, she was nervous and unsure
about what to expect.

It wasn't long before Marian returned with some food and drinks.  She
entered Naimi's house and had changed from her club clothes to some more
casual items.  A button down short sleeve shirt and some capri pants with
sneakers that were very casual and relaxed for her.  Striding with her long
legs, she entered the living room and offered some food selections to Naimi
with a cordial smile.

Naimi tried to act as if she wasn't hungry but Marian would have nothing to
do with her denials.

"Don't be silly, you need some carbs for energy and protein to help your
muscles regenerate along with the ligaments that are strained.  The
medicine can't do it all on it's own.  Of course with therapy and rest, all
of this will get you on the mend soon."  Marian said as she pulled cups of
food out from her bag.

"I will eat some but I'm not a very good patient" Naimi responded

Offering her a pasta salad and a plastic fork Marian smiled with the food
"Shrimp and pasta salad, it's a good mix and the dressing is not that
heavy, you may like it."

Naimi took a bite and found it absolutely delightful.  Her smile could not
hide as she started a second bite.

"Ok?" Marian asked with a sweet, almmost motherly tone.

"Mmmmhmmm" Naimi said with a content feeling as she enjoyed the food.

"I have a drink and a little veggie wrap too that sounded good just for
you" Marian said as she laid out the items on the table.  Marian knelt down
and sat on the floor between the couch and the table.  Positioned next to
Naimi's legs and she arranged food for herself as well.

"Don't sit on the floor, please take a chair" Naimi said as she motioned
for Marian to get up.

"Shush you" Marian said softly "I am the one making sure you get back up to
speed, ok?  This is what I do very well and you need to relax and heal up"

Naimi sank back into the sofa and gave in.  So what if Marian sat on her
floor, this was very casual, not like what Marian had been like before.

"So do you visit people often for work?  I had no idea you did physical
therapy like this."  Naimi asked, trying to be conversational.

"To be honest, virtually all of my work is done at the club.  I learned a
lot there and in my training and certification.  Just so you know, I'm very
sorry you got hurt and I know the club is worried too.  They asked me to
make sure you're well taken care of, I think they're a little afraid you
could sue them or something."

Naimi was shocked, a lawsuit?  That was crazy, she had no idea about doing
that but , nothing is impossible, people sue for any reason.

"No" she giggled.  "I don't know that I could blame anyone but me for what
happened" Naimi confessed.

Marian smiled and nodded "Well, nobody is ever sure about anything these
days, what people do and say can be very different from how they really
feel, don't you think?"

Naimi felt it.  Felt a sense of being 'tested'.  Marian was smart and sly.

Before she could answer, Marian said she'd clean up the dishes and let
Naimi rest a little.

"Light meals" Marian said as she exited the room, gathering the food in her
arms and going to the kitchen.  From the distance of the kitchen, she could
hear Marian stow away the food in the refridgerator.  This was so difficult
to figure out she thought to herself.

Marian came back in and turned on a light on the far side from Naimi.  She
directed the reading light to Naimi's leg and had a serious look on her
face as she moved in and looked closely at the wrapped ankle.

"Let's see how you're doing" Marian said very professionally.

Her hands were cool and thin and Naimi focused her attention on the fingers
touching her leg.

"Tense still, are you flexing?  You really do need to relax a bit, even
with the meds you had, I'm surprised it's not working better" Marian said
as she diagnosed Naimi.  Her hands moved above the ankle to her calf and
started to massage deeply, for an instant it hurt, her fingers were far
stronger than Naimi had expected and she stifled a grunt of pain.

"The massage can help, sometimes muscles don't listen to us when we want to
relax" Marain continued, both her hands wrapped around Naimi's calf.  She
spent a few minutes holding, massaging, lifting and shifting Naimi's leg as
she wanted to.  Occasionally she'd say what she was doing but more to
inform than to ask permission.

Then, the worst thought came to Naimi.  The vision of Jamie and Marian.
The two of them on the couch, in a passionate embrace.  Kissing, and
watching naked bodies touching.  Knowing they had been lovers suddenly
caused her body to react and she felt this reaction in her body as she
become warm and the thought that those fingers touching her were from
someone who had been intimate with her friend.  Naimi could feel her
temperature rise, could feel her face flush with emotion as this new desire
grew inside her.  Her body was betraying her mind.  She was being lured
into something forbidden and foreign to her.

A gasp came from Naimi and Marian looked up at her curiously with an
obvious question in her mind.  "Your body feels warm, like a furnace"
Marian said softly.  Less like the clinical words she had used, this
was...intimate.

"I, I'm ok" Naimi responded

Marian moves her hands now up to her knee and started to sweep her hands up
and down her legs with strong squeezes.

"Making my work a little harder to do, but I know just the trick" Marian
said with a quiet determination.

These new feelings did not help Naimi, they made her tingle with excitment.
The same kind she had felt in recent days with the things she had seen and
experienced.  Somehow, this was all going out of her control.

A second gasp, almost a groan came from her unexpectedly as Marian moved
her hands from her calf all the way to just above her knees.  She lifted
Naimi's leg, bending her knee so that she was now rubbing her thigh, her
knees and her calf with long strokes of forceful strength.  Naimi had never
felt anything like it and her ankle pain disappeared, she was breathing
deeply now and nearly glowing with perspiration on her couch as Marian
knelt next to her and worked her leg so well it was passionate.

"Oh G-God" Naimi muttered as she lay back and felt her leg compressed down
and then lifted by Marain, she felt like a plaything.

Marain smiled and said "feeling better?"

Naimi nodded quickly, she knew if she tried to talk, her voice would give
away how much better she was feeling.

"Good then..." Marian said softly her voice trailing off and then returning
as a whisper in her ear "I won't stop"

Naimi felt hot breath in her ear and soft lips on her earlobe as the hands
caressing her leg dug in with nails on her thigh and a kiss nestled on her
sensitive earlobe.

The sensation shot through Naimi like lightning, she felt the kiss on her
skin, the fingernails digging in perfect unison.  The loud moan was
impossible to confuse, she loved the sensation and her body melted.

Marian needed no words, she knew exactly what submission felt like.  Her
hands now moved up Naimi's body, given the free pass to explore.  moving up
and down her legs as her tongue now snaked out and lovingly licked at
Naimi's ear, she felt the firm body of this woman slowly up her legs
starting at her thighs and then spread her fingers and pushed hard as she
reached the hips and her palms pushed down on her pelvis causing a slight
whimper.  Naimi breathed deeply as her eyes roled back and closed in
pleasure.

Marian's hands had excellent detection, moving onto Naimi with purpose, now
sliding up her waist.  She felt the fingers grip her sides and then slide
up and down gently even turning over so the backs of the fingers slid on
her, nails smooth against her sheer athletic shirt she was wearing.  So
smooth and feminine, like nothing she'd ever felt with a man before.

Her body longed for the way this felt, it was dream-like, feeing these
sensations as her body responded to what a woman could make her feel.  The
kisses in her ear now moved to her neck.  Unfair!  She thought to herself
this was totally unfair, Marain knew what felt good beyond what any man
did.  The sensitive spots she wanted him to touch and kiss and stay with
were now where Marian was.  The groans and gasps grew as Marian touched,
caressed and squeezed her way along Naimi's body.

Breathing deeply, Naimi felt those curious fingers move to her breasts and
her now rock hard nipples.  Marian cupped her tits with a supportive
squeeze and her fingers instantly rolled her nipples between to cause a
squeal of delight as these handful of 34 B sensitve flesh loved the
attention.

"Ooh Unnnggh" she muttered and opened her eyes to see Marian over her now,
admiring her body as if she was an instrument being played by an expert
musician.

Marian released Naimi's breasts and stopped touching her altogether for a
long moment, Naimi felt as if it was a dream being paused and she looked up
in surprise at her.  The response was overwhelming, Marian leaned down and
kissed Naimi full on the lips, tongues immediately meeting in passion as
wet and hungry lovers starved for attention feasted.  Fighthing to invade
each others mouth, they fought for an instant, lips pressed hard and Naimi
went to grab Marian's hair and froze the moment Marians hand cupped right
on her mound.  Through her shorts, Marian cupped her entire hand on Naimi's
mound causing her legs to automatically spread to invite her, her hips
thrust up from the couch and she groaned deeply into her mouth as the
sensation came over her totally.

The thoughts in her head spun like a tornado.  Naimi felt her body
transformed by this as she lifted her hips into Marian's hand.  Like some
wanton slut she was groaning and fucking her hips into the grip of Marain.
She felt the wetness inside her as the fingers played on her folds through
her shorts and panties.  Groans and moans of kisses exchanged as they both
felt desire grow.

Somewhere, inside her, a desire for more came over her and her hands
reached up and found Marians body, she instinctively went to her tits and
found them quickly while kissing madly.  The moans from Marian confirmed
she had found her target as they filled her grip and she squeezed tight.
Naimi liked her tits squeezed when she made love, Robert never did that
enough but Marian would know what Naimi liked, she squeezed hard and felt
the breath escape from Marian in a kiss.

Breaking the kiss, Marian leaned back and gasped for a second "Rough is
good, isn't it?"

Naimi felt Marian reach down and pull up her shirt and hook her bra at the
same instant, pulling it up quickly and forcefully exposing her breasts and
swollen nipples to the air in an instant.

"Oh yes" Naimi moaned as she was exposed to Marian, her red areolas like a
bullseye around her nipples.  It felt so good to be seen and touched and
suddenly devoured by Marian who leaned down and sucked hard on her right
tit.  Marian was working her with a passion.  Left hand on her mound,
grinding it and fingering her through panties and shorts, her mouth on the
sensitive nipple of her right tit and her right hand pressed between them
squeezing her left tit and fingering her nipple.

All her buttons being pushed so well meant her body couldn't resist.  It
was an amazing feeling to be covered by Marian.  Naimi held her with one
arm and the other went up and caressed her hair as she felt the strong lips
and determined tongue on her most sensitive flesh.

Coos and moans came from her as she felt the animal passion in her grow.
Whatever reservations she had about this were long gone and the building
orgasm within her rushed and filled inside her.  The tingles caused her to
move her body like a piston against Marian's hand.  The fingers around
Marian's body turned and dug into her as did the ones in Marian's hair.
The orgasm, the pleasure, the extasy would not be denied.

Her whole body lept up as she pulled on Marian who was suprised by how
strong Naimi was when she neared the zenith of pleasure.  The telltale
shaking was followed by a scream into Marian's shoulder.  Naimi bucked her
body into Marian as she explosed with pleasure she had not known before.
The soaking pleasure went through her panties and shorts and Marian could
feel the wetness soak against her fingers as she kept rubbing into that
hidden mound as Naimi held tight and rode the orgasm to it's conclusing.

With each convulsion, Marian could feel the strength in the woman under her
lessen and lessen and give in as if all her energy exited through the
pleasure.

Moans and groans filled the living room as they both enjoyed the moment.

Panting for breath, Naimi felt the fingers lessen with pressure on her.
They didn't leave her, she closed her eyes and moaned with a look of spent
energy on her face.  Slowly a smile grew as she felt lips of Marian on her
ear again, delicate and feminine.  Laying back, she felt like her body was
melting into the couch as fingers gently danced around her pelvis and up to
her exposed breasts, causing a giggle from a gentle tickle.

Softly - Marian said "I knew i could get you to relax"