On Monday morning Ashleigh woke up minutes before her alarm, feeling absolutely great. There were no noises from next door but she didn't need them. Her memories of the weekend were glorious and she couldn't wait to see Tom, and Sharon, again. Her alarm went off and she began her normal morning routine. When she dressed for work, she wore some of the new clothes she bought the weekend before last and left the apartment feeling extremely sexy.
That morning at work her new attitude and demeanor were noticeable and the other employees reacted positively to her. Smiles and warm hello's were abundant as well as some small talk about weekend activities. Ashleigh didn't really talk about her weekend except to admit to spending most of it with a new man. She didn't really have any close girl friends at work so detailed discussions of the weekend were out of the question.
About two o'clock, Sharon called and Ashleigh was excited. She switched the call to a more private phone and called for her replacement. Her voice betrayed her excitement when she again talked to Sharon.
"Hi, how are you?" Ashleigh started, "Thanks for holding. I was at the front desk and couldn't talk. I'm in an empty conference room now."
"How are you doing today?" Sharon asked. "I wanted to call earlier but I've been pretty busy here today."
"I'm great. I don't quite know what's happened but everyone here seems to be so friendly today. I don't have any real close friends here but so far everyone is being just great."
"It couldn't be because you have changed, could it? You've had a wild weekend and it looked good on you on Sunday. Does it still show?"
"Yes, I guess it does. I wish I had a close girlfriend to talk to about all that's happened to me lately. It just seems so magical."
"You can talk to me, Ashleigh." Cooed Sharon, "After all, I was involved in your weekend. How about meeting me for lunch tomorrow?"
"Oh Sharon, thanks, but I can't tomorrow. I'm standing in for another girl and having lunch at my desk tomorrow. How about Wednesday?"
"Wednesday will be fine, honey, I'll pick you up at the front door about 12:30, OK?"
"There's a little coffee shop just down the road with tables outside. I'll call you tonight and we can girl talk. Bye."
"Bye Sharon."
Ashleigh hung up the phone feeling somewhat relieved. It seemed that she really did find a new friend in Sharon and maybe something more. She went back to work with a wider smile on her face after that call.
Later that night, when Sharon called, Ashleigh was comfortably lounging on her sofa. The two women discussed the events of the weekend in some detail, including the present state of their own relationship. Sharon broached the subject after they had talked for some time about Tom and the other events.
"I realize this is pushing a bit, Ashleigh, but how do you feel about me?" She asked. "I guess I would like to know what you are feeling."
Ashleigh paused. "Well, Sharon, I like you and I am very comfortable around you. I like the feelings I get when you touch me, or even when you kiss me but beyond that I'm not sure, do you understand?"
"Yes, of course I understand. There was a time when I felt just as you do. I'm not a lesbian, if that's what you're thinking, I like cock too much. I just happen to think the girl-girl thing makes a nice change from the guy-girl thing."
"Oh, Yes, I see. But what's different about it except for not having a cock, I mean. You still do the same kinds of things, right?"
"Right. But the attitude is different and so is the touch. It's pretty hard to explain, especially over the phone, but I think you'll like it if you are willing to try."
"Well," replied Ashleigh, hesitantly. "As long as it's with you, I think I might want to try it. Could we take it very slowly?"
"That's just great with me." Sharon answered, "I was hoping you'd say something like that. You're the first one in a long time to affect me this way, so you're something special to me."
"Thanks, Sharon, I needed to hear that. When do you think we can get together for my first lesson. Soon, I hope, before I lose my nerve." Ashleigh laughed.
"How about Wednesday night. Ted won't be home so I'll be free. I'll bring a change of clothes and plan to stay over at your place, OK?"
"That sounds great to me. I'll see you for lunch on Wednesday, then we'll have dinner at my place. By the way, bring your bikini. My complex has a heated pool and a hot tub."
"Sounds great. See you Wednesday. Bye."
After Ashleigh hung up the phone, she immediately began to have second thoughts. What have I gotten myself into, she wondered. I just committed to have sex with a woman! I must admit that it felt good to touch Sharon and have her touch me, even the kisses were nice.
Well, it's just the start. If I find I don't like it, I can always beg off. Besides, I did buy some new toys I haven't used yet.
Tuesday became the longest day of the week.
On Tuesday night, Tom called. After some minutes of billing and cooing, Tom began to get serious. He told Ashleigh he would have to break their weekend date due to a conference his boss had called. He would be leaving Friday morning and returning Sunday night. Then he asked if they could have dinner on Thursday night. Ashleigh happily agreed to dinner.
Tom then told her about the upcoming doubles tennis tournament at his complex. It was billed as "Hit and Giggle" tennis since no one was expected to be a great player. He asked if she would be his partner.
Ashleigh stalled saying she really didn't play tennis. Tom persisted, claiming most of the others didn't play either but it could be a lot of fun. After much coaxing, she agreed. The convincing argument was that she had two weeks to practice and he told her that Sharon was a pretty good tennis player who would probably like to give her a few pointers. Ashleigh laughed and agreed that Sharon could probably teach her a few things.
When Sharon showed up on Wednesday, Ashleigh was more than ready. She nearly ran to the waiting convertible and slipped into the seat.
Sharon leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the mouth, then began driving. The restaurant was only a short distance away so neither woman said very much.
At the restaurant, they found a table in the garden away from most of the other diners. They both ordered quickly, then Ashleigh found herself staring into Sharon's deep brown eyes.
Sharon reached over and took her hand gently, stroking the back of her hand with her thumb.
"OK, honey, get comfortable, nothings going to happen here. I'll explain to you how I came to be a switch hitter. It all started in the summer between my sophomore and junior year of college. I went home to Kansas for the summer and my best friend at the time, Jennifer, was also home for the summer. Neither of us had steady boyfriends and boy were we horny."
"One particularly warm afternoon, we were sitting in the barn loft talking about men when Jennifer suddenly took off her blouse. Then she lay back in the hay, with her hands behind her head and her tits sticking up - what a sight. She looked at me and quietly invited me to taste her. Well, I tell you, it took me a while to get up the nerve but when I finally kissed her nipple, she moaned and I loved the taste. It was all downhill from there."
"We spent the rest of the summer together, hugging, kissing, and making love to each other every chance we got. I discovered what a pussy tastes like and what it felt like to have a woman eat me. I suppose it's not for everybody, but that summer it really suited us."