NOTE TO READERS: This series does contain some lesbian sex, but it's mostly a study of three young women's relationships. It's why I've listed it under Romance. Cheers.
For the remainder of the summer, Ariadne took a full-time job working as a salesperson for her aunt at a downtown jewelry store in order to squirrel away some extra spending money. Because of that, she and Amy saw little of each other. This was very frustrating to Ariadne for she had already enrolled at the University and needed to leave end of August.
Meanwhile, Amy was having second thoughts about attending college come fall.
"I'm thinking of taking a gap year and earning some money," she texted Ari one day in July. "I've talked it over with my parents, and they're actually okay with it."
Ari questioned Amy's wisdom of not continuing her education. "Really? I'm surprised to hear that. A gap year may seem like the right thing now, but it's easy to lose the momentum."
"I know," Amy replied, agreeing with pretty much everything Ari said, though her resolve remained strong. "It's only for a year."
Feeling frustrated, Ari called Amy out. "Look, Amy, if you don't want to room with me, then just say so. I thought that's what you wanted."
"It has nothing to do with not rooming with you. I'm just not sure I'm ready for college, and certainly no massive university. I'm not driven the way you are." These discussions were not easy ones to have, for there was some truth to Amy's reluctance to room with Ari.
What Amy wanted was to spend time with Meredith, if only to see what she was up to. She knew Meredith was consumed with her art projects, but she wondered if the real reason she never received a response to her texts was because her offer to hook up with Meredith had scared her friend off. Whatever the reason, with time, Amy stopped reaching out.
Meredith was consumed by her art and spent hours on end painting and sketching in her studio, creating works she might display at art shows or pitch to an art gallery. She'd already contact the coordinator for an art show that was being held at the community center sometime in the fall.
Mrs. Petrakis seemed very supportive of Meredith's talent and had a friend who owned a rather trendy gallery on the west side of town. Meredith also put the finishing touches on her graphic novel, featuring the exploits of her socially minded superheroine, Meridiana.
Amy missed Meredith's company, and for a while, her friend's absence put her in a funk. She was even grouchy at times. Ariadne was quick to notice Amy's dampened mood. But when she questioned Amy about it, Amy assured her it was just the 'end of summer blues.'
Ariadne sensed something else was bothering her friend, and concluded that Amy was not interested in being with her. If Amy took off a year, or ended up attending the local college, it would pretty much put an end to any possible relationship beyond a distance friendship.
Ari was heartbroken, though she did her best to avoid any emotional scenes. The last thing she wanted was to burden Amy with all that.
Then, a glimmer of hope. Early August, Amy's parents gifted Ari and Amy with two tickets to a very popular dance club. It was their way of congratulating the girls for entering the next stage of their lives. Ariadne's parents were not overly pleased. To them, a dance club was an unsavory environment designed to undermine a girl's moral integrity. Worse, they were the conduits to sexual promiscuity and drug use.
Alison reminded Ariadne's parents that the club did not serve alcohol, was in a safe neighborhood and boasted a sterling reputation. Despite their objections, they were slowly brought around thanks to pleadings from their daughter and assurances from Alison Calvano that the girls deserved to have some fun before the fall.
More planets aligned when Ariadne's family decided to spend time with close friends who lived on a small lake. Her parents had expected Ariadne to join them, but the club dates were for that very same weekend, and so, in the end, Mr. and Mrs. Petrakis relented and let their daughter stay at home in order to celebrate graduation with her best friend.
Alison, Amy's mother drove the girls down to the club around eight in the evening with the understanding that they'd leave by eleven and take a cab straight home. Since the Petrakis household was empty, Amy suggested that she crash at Ari's place, so as not to awaken her family. Such was her claim.
Everything was now in place for a wild night of fun, and Ariadne couldn't have been happier. It was time for some dancing followed by a night together. The girls had their hair done, shaved, applied deodorant, body lotion and slipped into their best underwear. Over that, they wore newly purchased strappy dresses and matching heels. Amy also wore her a pair of sapphire stud earrings, another gift from her parents. That night, the club was packed and the music cranked to eleven. The lights flickered and the music blared as Amy and Ari danced the night away.
By the time the girls left the scene, they were drenched with sweat right down to their undergarments. The cab dropped the girls off at the Petrakis home, which was eerily dark. Once inside, they took their shoes off and made their way on sore feet up the stairs to Ariadne's bedroom.
"I can't believe how quiet it is here. I never thought your parents were going to let you stay home alone," Amy exclaimed with disbelief.
"Well, I'm not alone, am I?" Ariadne noted with a mischievous grin.
Giggling and playfully pushing each other, they went into Ariadne's bedroom and helped each other strip out of their clothes. Thanks to their solid friendship and Ariadne's boundless patience, Amy was more comfortable with being sexually intimate with her friend. There were still some feelings of uneasiness, partly because of Ari's wish to take their relationship to the next level. But the biggest obstacle, and one that Amy refused to acknowledge was that she was deeply attracted to Meredith.
For several months now, Meredith had been basically AWOL, which allowed Ariadne to court Amy without too much distraction. As for Amy, she found little in Ari's attentions to object to. Her friend was always on her best behavior. She was patient, considerate and steadfast, and add to that, her colorful personality, impressive intellect, and physical beauty and Amy had little to complain about.
Amy sighed as she removed Ariadne's bra. The girl's breasts were simply perfect. "I'd kill for breasts like these," she stated with envy.
"Feel free to enjoy them all you want," Ariadne encouraged her friend, with a seductive wink.
The girls were now down to their panties, and while Ari was anxious for them to take a shower, she felt the irresistible urge to sample one of Amy's nipples.
"Mm," she hummed as she flicked at the left teat with the tip of her finger.
"Ouch."
"I'm sorry. Here, let me take the sting away," she said as she bent down and took it between her lips.
"Oh, that's not fair," Amy objected. "Besides, I'm all sweaty..."
"So?" Ari giggled mischievously.
"I really need to shower," Amy pleaded.
"Me too," Ari agreed. "Well, then we better get these panties off you," she noted cheerily as she got down on her knees and tugged Amy's damp panties down her legs. "My goodness, you are sweaty," she declared, as if surprised.
"Well, what did you expect? We've been dancing our butts off all night," Amy retorted, in an offended tone.
"That, we have," Ariadne agreed. She got up off the floor and stripped off her own wet pair and deposited them in the hamper.
Being naked wasn't quite as shocking as it once was, though Amy felt shy about ogling Ariadne's nearly perfect body. Her pubic area alone was worth endless minutes of study.
Suppressing their desires, the girls dragged their tired, sweaty bodies across the hall to the master bathroom. Standing together under the spray, they soaped each other's body. For a time now, Amy had been entertaining the possibility of fooling around with one of her friends, but with Meredith clearly uninterested, Amy turned her attention to the one person who would welcome the attention.
With the fall looming ever closer, Amy knew time was not on her side. But it had been a wonderful night, and the fact they had the whole house to themselves pretty much sealed the deal for her.
"Here, let me wash you," Amy whispered as she squeezed liquid soap onto her wash cloth. She began to lightly slide her wash cloth across Ariadne's tummy. The girl was so sexy that Amy felt privileged to be able to soap her friend.
In response, Ariadne eased her legs further apart. Feeling a surge of confidence, Amy knelt down on the tiled basin and took in the sight of her girlfriend's sex. Her patch of dark pubic hair was fairly expansive, but neatly managed. And her labia were also a rather darkly tinged color. They were thick too, drooping between her thighs.
During the evening, Amy had found herself thinking ahead to this moment, knowing that the whole evening was a prelude to the girls coming back to Ariadne's and being intimate. Unlike the evening of their night swim, this encounter seemed laden with more significance.
Ariadne had been very patient with Amy, and the girls couldn't have asked for a more perfect night. There was no reason for Amy not to enjoy herself. After all, the planets were aligned. It was also a chance for Amy to push her boundaries. And what better way to do that than with someone she trusted and felt safe with.
Having finished soaping Ariadne's legs and feet, Amy leaned in and planted a soft kiss at the apex of her sex. Amy could tell that Ari had done some careful manicuring of the area, no doubt in anticipation of their romantic evening together.
Amy planted more kisses on Ari's mound before kissing her way down her left thigh.
"Mm," Ariadne hummed, her fingers toying with Amy's hair.
Amy liked the sound of that hum, and gathering her courage, she leaned in and ran the flat of her tongue up the length of Ari's slit. It felt soft and rubbery beneath her tongue, though there wasn't much of a taste, since water was cascading down Ari's body.
