Date: Wed, 13 Nov 2013 21:40:08 -0800
From: Alicia Dawn <lici@cox.net>
Subject: Only by Chance

From: Alicia Dawn <lici@cox.net>
Subject: Only By Chance
Written by Alicia Dawn

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Only By Chance

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 sleep overs 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 gossiped how sensual it
was being with a woman. Once after getting drunk at a Sorority party and
making out with one of the sorority sisters was all that I actually had
done, and that was the only time.

Sitting here now, staring at this woman, admiring her figure and the grace
with which she carried herself while waiting on her customers. I couldn't
help but notice her full 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.

She seemed to be a little younger than my twenty six years, I am one
hundred thirty five pounds, what I weighted in high school. Rocking on my
hips, let's not forget the firm rounded butt. My shoulder length auburn
hair, brown eyes. 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 care 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, knowing I 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 If she was 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."  Giving her a slight smile.

"So tell me, where are you from?" As I noticed her smile which I felt was
warm and genuine.

"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, actually I am 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 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 touch 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 saw 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 understand 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 can'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 afraid I smell like bacon and hamburgers, I need to
shower and change first." As she wrinkled up her nose like she was smelling
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."

As we started to walk towards 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 the apartment, 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 an efficacy apartment, and
I don't even have a closet. All my clothes are hanging on hooks on the
walls." I could see her expression 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 arm rest, my feet stretched out
across the sofa. I heard the shower turn on, and realized, she never closed
the door. I started thinking 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 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 my legs.

"Thank you, but I..."

"Please just act as if I was not here. To be honest, I 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 towards 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 enjoy 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 dresser clothes for the
convention, my mind was bouncing back and forth as 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 sock
lets. 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, while
turning and walking 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 dropping to my breasts, with my harden
nipples. Her eyes slowly dropping 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 told the spare key to
the room and handed it to her saying;

"It's 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." Her grin now almost
ear to ear as she began to tease me.

"Maybe it's a gamble I am willing to take, let's see what happens." 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
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 that 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 towards the restaurant.

Our bellies full, 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 beat me to it. I'm
glad you asked me." As our heads were cheek to cheek, our chins resting on
each other's shoulders.

Separating we held onto each other's hand, 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?" As she pulled me to a stop
and faced me.

"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 and extra toothbrush on the sink for you to use. If you need
anything else, just howler out. Picking up one of the t-shirts, I went into
the bathroom, pulled my pants and blouse off, I pulled down my panties, sat
down and peed.  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 laid out my clothes on a nearby chair. Pulling down the covers on the
opposite side of the alarm clock, crawled into the soft bed. While 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,
she set the alarm clock, turned out the lights and laid down beside me. We
both were laying on our sides, facing each other. As my eyes grew accustoms
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, 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.

Slowly 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. So 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 your awake, come down to the
restaurant, ok?"

"Huh huh..." As I curled up into a ball, pulling the clovers 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, looking
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
harder 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,
locking the door I started out for the restaurant. I was standing inside
the door way 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 nights' sleep I had ever gotten thanks to
you."  Showing me her broad toothy smile.

"I see you still have on your night shirt, plan 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 stop and look 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 sitting down a glass of juice and a cup of
coffee. Before I could prepare the coffee the way I liked it, she was
sitting 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."  As she hooked her arm around my elbow and started to drag me off
towards her apartment.

"I see your 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 as we tried 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." While 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 using our cell phones of each other
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
board walk 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 into 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 slow, 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 did 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 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 Laurens' shoulders, I pulling on them, 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.  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 felt 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 chew on each one before moving to the other. Deep
guttural moans continuing to escaping my lips between ragged breaths.

I shuttered, a mini orgasm coursed through my body as she was licked and
lightly chewed on each of my breasts. My fingers were shaking, I reached
down slowly began to unbutton her blouse. Lightly pulling up on Lauren, she
stood, 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
and unhooked her bra.

As the bra fell away from her breasts, I stood staring at her
breasts. 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 in my hands.  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, pulling down the zipper, I 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. Lightly running my fingers over her
mound, causing Lauren to jump.

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 who 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 Laruen. 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 moan
her approval.  Running the tip of my tongue around her clit a couple times,
then holding it firmly between my lips, making Lauren start jerking her
hips and moaning loudly as she 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 slit, I followed
them. Just as my tongue almost got to her anus, Lauren moan 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 hard 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 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 lifter her legs up and onto the bed, then
going 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
moving caressing her face and hair 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
continued to caress 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 feel 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. Her thumb circling around my clit, then
alternating light and harder pushing against my clit.

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's 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. As her mouth descended down licking my pussy and her fingers
as she pumped them in and out of me.

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
pumping 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." As I pulled 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 come here,
change then 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 until 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. Neither 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, and without really looking;

"Do you have any idea what time it is?" As she rubbed 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 pulling 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?" As she started making the 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 don't know is that
I had made some contact's while here in the San Francisco area. With my
recommendations, and a lot of back ground 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 anytime?"

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 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 anything. I mean I need money
too!"  giving me that puppy dog look.

"We'll discuss that more later, but the second 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 asking, "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 your heavy girl."

"I'm not fat, and now you're being mean to me." While 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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