Date: Tue, 26 Oct 2004 09:13:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: Anon ymous <lostsinner@yahoo.com>
Subject: Hiding from Herself

      Andy looked at her watch and sighed in exasperation.  As always, her
sister Deanna was late.  Andy brushed long, blonde bangs out of her eyes as
she tapped a black, heel clad foot impatiently.  The mall was busy this
Saturday with just five shopping days left until Christmas.  Andy seemed
immune to the lustful gazes cast her way as she scanned the crowd for the
familiar mop of unruly brunette curls.
      "Hey, little sister!  Sorry I'm late!"  A voice sounded behind her
and Andy whirled around with a start.  Deanne's green eyes laughed up into
Andy's grey eyes.  At 5'10, Andy seemed to tower over her petite 5'3
sister.
      "Deanne, 2 o'clock means just that.  I felt very odd standing here
waiting for you.  It looked like I was either stalking someone or being a
major pervert.  You should have seen some of the looks I've been getting."
Deanne had decided that they would meet up in front of Victoria's Secret
which was right across from a black windowed sex shop.  Andy smoothed her
grey, pin-striped skirt suit self-consciously.
      "Relax.  You have to expect people to look at you, little sis.  You
ARE stunning.  Speaking of which, let me introduce you to Melanie."  She
gestured to a voluptuous raven haired woman standing beside her.  Andy
didn't know she hadn't noticed her before.  Melanie stood just under Andy's
height.  Her sapphire eyes seemed cut from precious stones.  Dressed in
designer jeans and a peasant's blouse, she seemed ethereal.  Her perfect,
full lips smiled revealing straight white teeth.
      "It's so good to meet you.  Dee has told me so much about you."  Andy
realized she was staring and immediately snapped out of it, taking the
woman's proffered hand.  Melanie's skin was smooth and warm.  Andy felt a
jolt of electricity run through her body and quickly took a step back in
confusion.  She wondered what was wrong with her.
      "Well, why don't we go do our shopping now?  I see what you meant
about standing here and feeling like a pervert.  The only difference is, I
really am a pervert!"  Deanne laughed and grabbed Andy and Melanie by the
arms dragging them off on a whirlwind trip through the mall.
      They exited a couple of hours later loaded down with bags and boxes.
The afternoon had been spent in laughter and fun.  Andy was constantly
aware of Melanie, though.  She could feel the dam she had built inside of
herself long ago threatening to break in the presence of this woman she
didn't know.  She thought she had dealt with her attraction towards women,
but here it was again staring her in the face with undeniable intensity.
She hadn't felt anything since she was 16, and here she was at 25 feeling
it all over again.
      "Andy.  Earth to Andy."  Deanne was waving her hand in front of
Andy's eyes and laughing.  "That must have been some thought process."
Andy could feel herself blushing hotly.  She cleared her throat loudly.
      "What did I miss?"
      "I said, Melanie lives on the same side of the city as you.  If you
wouldn't mind, could you drop her off?  I told Frank that I would be home
by five."  Frank was Deanne's husband, and they had two beautiful children
together who Andy doted on.  Andy checked her watch.  It was now ten till
five.  She laughed softly.
      Andy looked shyly over at Melanie and nodded.  The thought of
spending forty minutes in the car with her was wonderful and sweet torture.
      "Yes, I can do that."
      "Are you sure it wouldn't be any trouble?" Melanie's husky voice
melted across Andy and she nearly shivered.  She was consumed by a
torturous struggle within her between the side of her that felt a natural
attraction to Melanie and the side that screamed and ranted against such an
attraction.
      "No.  I mean, yes I am certain that it would be no trouble at all.
Where exactly do you live?"
      "The Heights."
      "Oh!  That's only a couple of blocks from me!"
      "Great.  See you girls later!"  Deanne kissed both their cheeks and
rushed off in a flurry of bags.
      "You know, to always be rushing, Dee is habitually late," Melanie
said wryly and Andy laughed.
      "You are so right.  I'm parked over here.  Andy opened the trunk of
her Mercedes and they tossed their bags inside.  As they situated
themselves into their seats, Andy was very aware of Melanie.  She breathed
deeply of Melanie's scent.  She smelled like vanilla and jasmine.
      They kept up a light chatter as Andy drove down the interstate.  She
went the speed limit whereas she usually sped like a demon, but she
explained it to herself as merely being a safe driver with a not very well
known passenger.  She couldn't help but notice the lines of Melanie's firm
thighs through the denim of her jeans and the way the peasant's blouse
moldered itself to every curve and sweep of her breasts.
      "Are you hungry?"  Andy stared at the road hoping for and dreading
Melanie's next words.  "Why don't we stop and have dinner together?"
      "Well, it is getting late," Andy croaked, putting up a token
resistance.
      "Exactly my point.  Besides, I'm not ready to go home just yet,"
Melanie said.  Andy could feel her heart thudding loudly in her chest and
was surprised that Melanie couldn't hear it.  She could barely catch her
breath.  It was just dinner after all.
      "Ok, but only if you let it be my treat.  I had to work this morning,
thus the suit, and I think my boss owes me a dinner."  Andy smiled at
Melanie as she drove down the next exit ramp and towards her favorite
restaurant.
      "By all means," Melanie laughed softly sending goose flesh across
Andy's skin.  She wondered how Melanie would sound in the throes of
passion... The thought came out of nowhere and her so badly that she nearly
drove right into a line of parked cars.
      Luckily, the restaurant wasn't very busy and they were seated almost
right away.  In the dim light of the restaurant, the table candle's light
bathed Melanie in an angelic glow.  Andy was - enchanted by the lovely
vision across from her.  Their waitress came over and Andy felt as if she
had been saved.  She promptly ordered a glass of red wine.  Melanie did the
same.
      "Andy, are you ok?" Melanie asked with concern.  Andy could feel the
heat rushing to her cheeks.  She was glad to see the waitress already
returning with their drinks.
      "Yes, I'm fine.  It's nothing this won't fix," Andy said with a
smile, unaware of the devastating effect her dimples and stormy eyes had on
anyone looking at her at that moment.
      "Your sister is right, you know.  You are stunning."  Andy looked at
Melanie in surprise before chuckling.
      "Well, if that isn't the pot calling the kettle black.  So, how long
have you known my sister?"
      "I've actually known Frank for almost two years.  I work with him and
met Deanne at last year's office Christmas party."
      "Oh, so you are a lawyer then?"  Melanie laughed at the question.
      "You say that with such disdain."
      "Oh, no, not at all," Andy exclaimed and they both laughed.  "I'm
very glad that Deanne introduced us today," Andy said shyly, quickly taking
a gulp of her wine.
      "So am I.  Andy, I..." Whatever Melanie had been about to say was
silenced as the waitress came for their dinner orders.  They continued to
chat as they waited for their food.  She was surprised at how much they had
in common.  They even ordered the same thing and ate just about the same
amount of it, Andy thought in amusement.  She could feel herself hanging
onto every word Melanie said.
      When they paid and left, Andy felt relaxed and comfortable with the
other woman.  She drove the few remaining miles to the Heights and Melanie
directed her to her house.  It was a lovely cream colored Victorian.  Andy
popped the trunk and laughed ruefully at their purchases.  The bags had
spilled and everything was mixed together.
      "Why don't we gather them all and go inside to sort them out,"
Melanie suggested just over her shoulder, her breath hot and warm on Andy's
ear.  Andy could feel the same electric current run through her body.  She
couldn't figure out why she was starting to feel panic.  Melanie gathered
half of the items and shoved them into bags.  She began to head for her
house not waiting for Andy's answer.  Andy collected the rest of the things
and quickly followed.
      Melanie dropped everything onto the living room coffee table and Andy
followed suit.  Melanie poured them each a glass of wine and they sipped as
they sorted out their belongings.  Andy began to relax again as they joked
and laughed, and she even began to enjoy being in Melanie's company until a
package she had bought while waiting for Deanne fell out of its bag.
      "Well, what do we have here?  I don't think that this is mine."  Andy
turned beet red as Melanie held up the littler personal vibrator that she
had bought on a whim.
      "It's, um, it's mine," Andy answered in barely a whisper.
      "What does a beautiful girl like you need with one of these?  I'm
certain men are just all over you."  Andy gulped down the last of her wine
and tried to take a deep breath.
      "Well, I... I mean, it's just not..."
      "Satisfying?" Melanie said and Andy smiled.
      "Yes."  They both laughed and Andy could feel the tension ebbing from
her shoulders.
      "Well, I don't have to worry about that," Melanie said smugly.
      "Oh, you must be dating a rare man, or either of these," Andy said
holding up the personal vibrator as they shared another hearty laugh.
      "Not exactly, although I do own one of those and a few other things.
No, I am a lesbian."  As the words left Melanie's mouth, Andy could feel
herself freeze into the fight or flight response.  She couldn't sort
through the multitude of feelings she felt.  She could vaguely sense
Melanie talking to her.
      "Andy, are you alright?  I didn't mean to shock you."
      "No, I'm okay.  It just took my by surprise."  Andy was fully aware
of Melanie's presence, of what she represented.  The touch of Melanie's
hand on her arm was excruciatingly delicious.  "I have to go."
      "Why?"  Melanie asked, her voice hurt and angry.  "Because I'm a
lesbian?"
      "No."
      "Then why?  I thought we had really hit it off, and now I find out
that you have a problem with who I am."
      "No, it's not that!"
      "Then what is it?"  Melanie's eyes were flashing and filled with
hurt.  Andy felt words building inside her mouth and before she knew it,
she was saying them.
      "Until you said that, the thought of being with you was only a
fantasy and I didn't have to deal with the reality that I could be.  That I
want to be."  Andy clapped her hands over her mouth.  What had made her say
that?  As she turned to leave, she realized that she was shaking like a
leaf.  She was almost to the door when Melanie reached her and stopped her
by putting her hands on Andy's arms.  She slowly turned Andy to face her.
Andy felt as though she could get lost in those sapphire eyes.  Melanie was
looking at her with a mixture of desire and concern.
      Andy leaned forward and pressed her lips against Melanie's.  She
couldn't contain the passion that was raging inside of her.  Melanie moaned
softly and circled her arms around Andy's neck pulling her closer.  Andy
opened her mouth to Melanie's gently insistent tongue, feeling a shudder of
desire run through her body as Melanie began a slow, sensual seduction of
her mouth and senses.  Andy's arms wrapped around Melanie's waist and she
clung to her as though Melanie was her life raft.
      Andy could feel the dam burst inside of her and she sighed
breathlessly against Melanie's lips.  Her thighs were quickly becoming wet
with her arousal.  Melanie left her mouth with a soft sigh and stared
deeply into Andy's eyes.
      At Andy's puzzled gaze, Melanie said, "We have to stop now or I won't
be able to."  Her husky voice sent shivers racing outwards from Andy's
belly to her nipples and loins.
      "I don't- want you to stop," Andy whispered, gathering her courage.
She began to kiss and nibble Melanie's neck and ear lobe, inhaling the
scent of the intoxicating woman.
      "Are you sure?  Have you ever been with a woman before?"
      "No, but it's always been who I am and what I've wanted.  And I'm so
tired of hiding me from me," Andy answered with a tremor in her voice.
Melanie tenderly placed her hands on either side of Andy's face and began
to kiss her softly, slowly.
      "Make love to me, Melanie," Andy breathed against Melanie's lips.
She was answered by a moan of desire.  Melanie broke the kiss and
wordlessly led Andy upstairs and into her bedroom.  She turned to look at
her blonde angel, wordlessly giving her the chance to change her mind.
Andy stepped forward, unbuttoning her suit jacket and letting it drop to
the floor behind her.  She could feel the silk of her blouse caressing her
hard nipples.  Melanie's eyes smoldered as Andy began to unbutton her
blouse and then let it slide from her shoulders and down her arms.
      Melanie's hands reached up and began to brush feather light touches
across Andy's stomach with her fingertips.  Using her thumbs, she flicking
Andy's nipples through her lacy bra.  Andy bit back a moan, her eyes locked
onto Melanie's.  Melanie unclasped the front snap of Andy's bra, sucking in
a breath at the sight of the perfectly round breasts presented to her
feasting eyes.  Pink areolas boasted large pink nipples.  Melanie quickly
took one into her mouth, holding it between her teeth and flicking her
tongue over it.  Andy shuddered at the contact, and she twined her hands in
the luscious black hair, arching her back to press her nipples deeper into
Melanie's mouth.  A raging inferno was blazing between her legs and she
wanted to feel Melanie's skin pressed against her own.  She took the hem of
the peasant's blouse and almost roughly pulled it off the other woman who
immediately latched her mouth back onto Andy's nipples.
      "I want to see you naked," Andy whispered flushing at her boldness as
Melanie reluctantly let go of the delicious nipple in her mouth.  She
stepped back and smiled at Andy as she unclasped her bra and slid it slowly
down her arms letting it fall to the floor.  She slowly began to unbutton
her jeans, licking her lips as she did.  Andy was entranced.  The other
woman's areolas were dark holding brown nipples.  Andy could feel a new
rush of moisture between her legs and she felt an ache in her sex that
urgently needed to be fulfilled.  Melanie slid her jeans over her hips
before turning to slide the denim slowly off of her round ass.  Andy gasped
in pleasure at the sight.  Melanie didn't wear panties.  She bent over to
take the jeans off of her feet and Andy hungrily drank in the sight of the
exposed flesh.  Dew drops of moisture begged to be sucked and licked off of
her rose petal nether lips.  Andy dropped to her knees and licked the
moisture from Melanie's pussy.  Melanie moaned and pressed back against her
before turning around.  She laughed at the disappointed look on Andy's
face.
      "We have plenty of time, baby.  Let's take it slow."
      "I've taken it slow my whole life.  I want you so badly.  I need
you."  Andy took Melanie's hand and ran it under her skirt and up her
thigh.  "I need you to possess me.  I want you to touch me, feel me."
Melanie could feel the last of her reserve crumble at Andy's words and,
with a soft growl she quickly finished undressing the other woman and
pushed her back onto her bed.  Melanie climbed over her and pressed her
knee between Andy's thighs and against her dripping pussy.
      "God, yes," Andy breathed, slowly grinding on the other woman.
Melanie leaned forward to kiss Andy hard, their tongues entwining in
sensuous surrender.  Melanie broke their kiss to trail down to Andy's
breasts, taking them each into her mouth and tonguing the nipples.  She
nipped lightly at the sensitive nubs.  Andy moaned in pleasure before
burying her hands in Melanie's hair.  She pushed the other woman's head
lower.
      "Please, Melanie, put your mouth on me."  Melanie groaned feeling her
own pussy soaked with her arousal.  Melanie settled between Andy's thighs,
lifting the beautiful, long legs and wrapping them around her shoulders.
Andy kept her pussy completely shaved, and her honey was glistening on her
pink lips.  Melanie ran her tongue over Andy's mons then over her slit.
Andy responded with a fresh torrent of dew and Melanie quickly buried her
tongue deep inside of the other woman.
      "Oh, yeah, eat me.  Melanie, make me yours," Andy panted, beyond
intelligent thought and reason.  Melanie parted Andy's sex revealing a
hard, throbbing clit.  She licked the glistening nub with a quick stroke
causing Andy to tighten her knees around Melanie's head.  "Don't tease me.
I've waited so long.  Please," Andy begged and Melanie sucked her clit into
her mouth.  Andy responded by arching her back off of the bed and groaning
loudly.  Melanie captured the little pleasure pack between her teeth and
began to lathe her tongue across it in long, slow hard licks.  Andy moaned
loudly, panting, her senses filled.  She watched the black head moving
hungrily between her legs.  She could smell the combined scent of their
arousal and could hear the slurping and smacking coming from between her
thighs.  She could feel the orgasm building within the very pit of her and
began to tremble uncontrollably.
      Melanie continued her slow, hard onslaught.  She could taste Andy's
impending orgasm as the woman's clit became harder in her mouth.  She
quickly thrust two fingers deep inside Andy, curling her fingers to rub
against the sweet spot inside.  Andy came up off of the bed with the sudden
violence of her orgasm.
      "Oh, Melanie!  I'm cumming... oh God!"  Andy screamed as Melanie
began to fuck her hard and fast, sending her over the edge once
again. "Yes, fuck me, baby, fuck me harder.  Mmmmmm," Andy was lost as her
body shuddered through another orgasm.  Melanie hadn't stopped licking her
super sensitive clit and it was driving her insane.  At Andy's cries,
Melanie slowly licked up the girl cum with a wet slurp before crawling up
the trembling woman's body to kiss her tenderly on the lips, sharing the
sweet taste of her.  She leaned back in concern as she tasted a salty tear.
      "Hey, are you ok?  Did I hurt you?"  Andy shook her head slowly.
"Then what it is?  Are you regretting what just happened?"  Melanie's voice
sounded small and hurt, and Andy threw her arms around her and pulled her
tight.
      "No, it was wonderful.  YOU are wonderful.  I just can't believe that
I've been denying myself for so long."  Andy stroked Melanie's cheek
softly, her grey eyes filling with more tears.  She whispered softly, "I
think maybe I was waiting for you."
      Melanie smiled tremulously, her own eyes filling with tears.  They
shared a slow, loving kiss that quickly ignited into passion.  Andy rolled
Melanie over onto her back.
      "But, my lover, we aren't finished yet.  There is plenty of time for
talking afterwards."  Melanie shivered with anticipation as Andy smiled
wickedly into her eyes.


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