Today was the day that Amy had been waiting for. Today she was going with her hubby, Reed, to meet a woman that would be hopefully their third. She has been with Reed for years and he knew when he married Amy that she was into women and have been with women in the past. And that Amy may ask him to be with another woman with her. He said he was fine with it and he never pressured her into finding someone. He was happy with how the marriage was going and he was cautious about bringing in someone they didn't know into their marriage.
But to Amy, every spring and summer when the girls would wear tighter and sexier outfits, the thoughts of being with a woman was over whelming. She would be reminded the handful of relationships she have had with women before she was married and how much she enjoyed hearing a female moan and feeling their soft kisses and skin.
"I do not know. What if she doesn't like our chemistry? What if she doesn't have chemistry with us?" Reed was always Amy's voice of reason.
"I know you haven't talked to her, like I have these past couple of weeks, but I think it is worth a shot. She is very open minded and she likes a lot of the same music and movies. If there is nothing sexual between us, then maybe we can be friends and have someone to hang out with while she is in town." I tried to reassure him.
Erin had put a personal ad on Craigslist a couple of weeks back for someone to maybe have some female company with while she was in town. She said she was even open to it being with a couple. Amy responded to it and within a half an hour Erin wrote back. Every day since then, they had communicated via email or text and exchanged photos. It felt like it was a perfect match. And today was the day that they would find out if it really was.
"Ok, so we are supposed to pick her up at the train station around 4pm and then she has to be back on the train at 8pm." I said while I was making sure she had everything: keys, purse, phone, hair tie, Chap Stick. Check and Check.
"She lives about 75 miles away and hasn't needed to buy a new car since hers got crashed. So the train seemed like a nice alternative to a bus ride. Maybe if we connect she will look into a car. But that is down the road. I mean we are older than her so we have the possibility of not connecting." I felt like I was nervous talking now and should probably shut up.
"With her living down there will actually be a good thing. So the novelty of it will not wear off so fast. She can feel us out too. If she doesn't like this then she wouldn't need to buy a car. We are in our mid thirties and she is in her late twenties. I think we shouldn't jump to conclusions." Reed said as he locked the front door. Reed is a very good looking man but he had always been very shy when it comes to women.
When Amy stepped out of the car in the parking lot, she had wished she had worn a different shirt. She was in her Joy Division t-shirt, jeans and her favorite Doc Marten's black boots. She was comfortable but not very sexy. Maybe she should have worn a shirt with a v-neck or a tank top. And as soon as she saw Erin she knew she should have worn something sexier.
She was wearing a black tank top dress with her black Doc Martens and with her black/purple hair hanging down playing with her beautiful cleavage. Her makeup was perfect and she looked so much more beautiful than the pictures she shared with me and from what I saw on Facebook.
"Oh my! Erin?" I didn't need to ask as I was sure but didn't know what else to say. I was dumb founded.
"Yes. Amy?" She was laughing and she said 'Amy' with a little bit of sarcasm. Then without a hesitation, Erin gave me a big engulfing hug.
The brief hug was warm and inviting, like I had always known Erin. Her hair smelled of Strawberries and she tanned skin was very soft. When the release happened, I stumbled backwards. Thankfully, Reed was there to catch me with one arm and extend his other hand out to greet Erin.
"Hungry?" Reed asked.
"Famished. And parched. Know a place where I can get a good mojito and a burrito?" Erin smiled.
"Actually there is a place right around the corner, Harry's is the name of the joint, and they are actually known for their mojitos." I gestured down the street.
We were making our way there and joking around like we have hung out before. It made me smile. The hostess asked how many in our party and I said "three". I asked the hostess if they had a booth in a corner available. And after a couple of minutes, we were seated. It was in a perfect place. It was in the back of the restaurant close to the kitchen. No one should be paying that close attention to us.
Well into conversation with drinks and appetizers, everything seemed to be going smoothly. She was right across the table from me and she looked so delicious. We were laughing and talking about various topics; music, movies, art, childhood, and work. Then Reed was nudging me as he wanted to get out so he could use the restroom. I was standing up and I was about to sit back down when she grabbed my hand.
"Please sit by me. I feel lonely on this side of the table all by myself." Erin was asking and her eyes were very seductive.
I couldn't speak but I did as I was asked. I felt so embarrassed and I could have lit a candle with the amount of heat radiating off my body. She cuddled up against me with her head on my shoulder and her hand was slowly moving up my side to my breast. She was so forward and I loved it! Usually I was the one to be the aggressor and it felt wonderful to be the one being pursued. I turned my head to look at her and she was smiling at me.
