Beth sat on the couch, watching Lisa as she moved around the kitchen. It had been what? Ten years she thought. A long time, but Lisa still looked great. She swirled her wine, enjoying the aroma as the drink cascaded around the edge of the glass.
"You know you're not supposed to spin wine hard like that right?" Lisa asked laughing, startling Beth.
Caught off guard Beth jumped just enough to twirl the glass too much and the wine splashed over the side, onto her skirt and across the couch. "Oh crap!" She stammered. "Damn Lisa, I'm so sorry," she replied, standing...
Lisa laughed and threw a dishtowel at her. "Here, and relax, it's no big deal. It's just a sofa. Now the wine..." her voice trailed off, looking at Beth, giving her an evil look...
Beth misread Lisa's mood and in fear looked up and when their eyes met, they both burst out laughing.
Wiping away the wine from the sofa Beth once again, began to apologize...
"Will you stop!" Lisa said. "It's just a sofa. Hell, it might be an opportunity to get Steven to buy me a new one." She laughed, leaning in to help clean up the mess...
As they wiped their hands met, and suddenly they were silent, staring at each other, faces very close, eyes locked as a million memories danced through their minds...
... Once upon a time, many years ago in college they had been roommates. Different majors and different backgrounds, with dramatically different tastes in boys. But as college goes, still roommates. Beth, who went by Connie back then, a distorted version of her middle name, liked the bad boys. Lisa the brainy ones. She had grown up in a house full of brothers who were athletes and had become wary of all their buddies who seemed only interested in sports and women. Not that she didn't like the attention, but in those early days of adulthood, they seemed a little bit too one-dimensional to her...
So Lisa had gravitated toward the quieter boys, ones that did well in school, and although they
were
boys, sex wasn't the only thing on their minds. While Beth seemed to have a new boyfriend every other month or so, Lisa had now been with her current all summer long and now well into the new school year.
It was a night in October that changed the relationship for the two of them. They were both twenty-two, Beth a senior and Lisa, having finished her poli-sci degree, a first year law student. It began, as things do, innocently enough. Having won the homecoming game they were with their current boyfriends at a local bar when, after a beer or two, they accepted a dare to make out.
Lisa never knew if Beth had a background with other women, but for her it was the first time. A night of kissing in a bar, with boyfriends', strangers, and alcohol, led them into a torrid affair that lasted six months...
Breaking the silence, Beth picked up her glass and the wet towel and walked into the kitchen. "Oh wow," she laughed, "I didn't realize you were over here cutting strawberries."
"What? What am I missing?" Lisa asked. When Beth didn't answer, she turned to look. Beth was holding one of the biggest berries from the box in her hand, resting it on her cleavage. Lisa's eyes widened before busting out laughing. "Oh Damn!" She laughed. "You are awful."
"That's how it began wasn't it?" Beth asked rhetorically. "Remind me... Wasn't it that night in the kitchen, at the Dorm?"
Lisa looked at her, feeling her heart speeding up ever so slightly at the memory. "Silly me, I thought it began that night after homecoming," she replied.
"So you do remember!" Beth almost shouted.
Lisa tossed the towel in the sink and leaned back against the counter. "Yes I remember. How could I ever forget? It lasted what, five, six months?"
Beth popped the strawberry into her mouth before answering. "Yes, something like that. You were the only lover I had during that time you know..." She said, her voice trailing off.
Lisa turned back to the counter to cut more berries, and to hide her blush and discomfort. "No, I didn't know that," she replied, matter-of-factly.
The silence hung in the air for a moment too long around the women. "I need a drink," Lisa finally said.
"Me too," Beth laughed as she picked up the wine and took a pull directly from the bottle.
Lisa looked at Beth again before taking the bottle from her hands. "Was I really the only one during that time?"
Beth looked into her eyes. "Yes." She whispered.
Lisa smiled a slight smile and looked at the ceiling. "You know it was the same for me, right?"
"Yes. And I also know it only ended because Steven came into the picture."
"It had to end anyway. Sooner or later," Lisa spoke again, looking at the bottle in her hands.
"I know." Beth replied. "Lisa, it's all good. You know that. For goodness sakes, we're both married now. Have been forever."
Lisa laughed, "I know right, and you, married to Joe. I would never have guessed that for you, one guy. You loved the boys too much!"
"Yep, right up until you came along." Beth replied, taking the bottle back and putting it to her lips, pulling a long drink.
Lisa stared at her, shocked at her words. "Beth..." she began.
"Stop Lisa," Beth laughed. "It was a long time ago. Besides, I'm just teasing."
"Hump," Lisa mumbled. "Give me that bottle. I need another drink."
Beth handed it to her and started to snicker and suddenly they were both laughing, hard.
As they laughed, wine sloshed from the bottle and spilled onto the floor. Eyes wide, they burst out into heavier laughing and Lisa sat the bottle down and reached for another dishtowel.
They cleaned up the mess in near silence, the occasional snicker escaping their lips.
The spell broken Lisa stood, and when Beth stood as well, she leaned back into the 'fridge to catch her balance and Lisa reached for her to steady her. "Too much wine girl?" She asked laughing.
"No, just enough," Beth replied.
Lisa looked at her, "Enough for what?"
"For this..." Beth whispered, grabbing Lisa's dress, pulling her close, planting her lips on Lisa's.
At first Lisa didn't respond. But the heat from Beth's mouth on hers was too much to resist...
Beth pressed at Lisa's lips with her tongue, gently, then as she felt Lisa sigh, more forcefully. Lisa opened, and for the briefest of moments, their tongues met in that forever distance between two sets of lips.
After a moment, Lisa broke it off. "Beth..." She said, her voice barely a whisper.
Beth looked into her eyes, stroking her red hair. "Your hair is still gorgeous."
Lisa smiled, enjoying both the touch and the compliment, but feeling uncomfortable. "Beth," she spoke again.
Beth gently kissed Lisa on the lips, and not getting a response, did it again. When Lisa stood motionless, she leaned back, her hands on Lisa's shoulders. "Have you forgotten everything? Or have you chosen to ignore it?" Beth asked gently.
"Yes, yes, yes I remember it." Lisa said, her face to the ceiling, eyes closed. "Yes," she whispered, "I remember it all. I remember the first time. I remember the last time. I remember falling asleep lying on your back, the feel of your body rising and falling. I remember the taste and feel of your lips." She smiled for a moment and looked at Beth before continuing. "Both sets of them."
Beth smiled with her, " Yeah, me too," she replied, unable to break the feeling of agitating Lisa with her words.