Abby sat on the edge of the bed, waiting anxiously for Becca’s arrival. The waiting was as exciting as what was to come when Becca finally made an appearance. Abby had been dreaming all day of the things they would do to each other on this night. It had been several weeks since they were able to meet.
Abby was a very beautiful woman, and completely in love with Becca. Twenty-six year old Becca had been married to Mike for 6 years, and although they had although they had a companionable marriage, it was not completely satisfying sexually. When the women had met 8 months before, Becca was surprised at the desires that immediately surfaced for Abby. She had never before felt attracted to any woman. But after establishing a friendship with her, there was no denying the feelings she was having. Abby, on the other hand, had been openly bi-sexual for many years, and now at 29, she was very happy with Becca, but only wished that they had more time to be together.
Becca had never told Mike about the sexual side of her relationship with Abby. He just wouldn’t understand, she thought. Although sex with Mike was bland and she rarely had an orgasm with him, she didn’t want to end their marriage. Six years and 2 beautiful children were too much to risk. So the ladies met in secret as often as they could. It wasn’t too difficult to hide it from Mike. He liked Abby, and approved of the friendship, but getting away to meet without the children was very difficult.
But tonight, Mike told Becca to go have a girl’s night out. Relieve the stress of the week he said. Becca and Abby couldn’t believe their luck. So now, Abby waited, perched on the edge of the bed, waiting for Becca. For hundredth time she checked her long blond hair in the mirror across from the bed. She had taken her time in choosing what to wear. She decided on a lacy pink teddy, knowing full well that pink was Becca’s favorite color. She had added to the teddy pink stockings, complete with garter belt, and four-inch stiletto heals. Shoes, which she purchased specifically for nights like this, knowing she could never wear shoes that this in public.
An array of toys was all laid out on the night table beside the queen size bed. Everything was brought out tonight. They had hours in which to tease, torture and satisfy each other, and Abby wanted everything ready at hand.
Finally, Abby heard the key in the door. Standing now, in anticipation, she waited, while she listened to the sounds of Becca relocking the door, removing her coat, then her clothing, and finally the sound of her heals clicking on the hardwood floor, coming towards the bedroom.
She entered to soft light, sexy music on the radio, an erotic movie, muted, on the TV at the end of the bed, and Abby, beautiful, all blond and pink. Becca almost came at the sight of her, all flushed with desire, waiting for her.
At the sight of Becca entering the room, Abby’s breasts heaving in a sigh. She was so lovely. Shoulder length brown hair, in soft waves. Dressed all in white lingerie, very similar to her own. Her lips in a shocking contrast to the rest of her luminescence were painted in a glistening red lipstick.
Slowly, she crossed the room to where Abby waited for her. Slowly, they reached for each other, first softly, touched one another’s face, stroking softly the soft skin of each other’s cheeks, necks, hair. Abby leaned in and softly kissed Becca’s mouth. A soft moan escaped Becca’s throat, and it was almost Abby’s undoing.
Their kisses became stronger, tongues intertwined, hands delving into hair. Their breasts pushed against one another, bodies rotating, stimulated those glorious nerves. Nipples hardened, breaths quickened. Hands roamed now, to breasts, hips, they cupped each other’s bottoms and squeezed, oh, the arousal was so intense.
Abby felt such heat and wetness in the very center of her body, her body was screaming for what was to come. But she wanted it to last. She wanted to send Becca over the edge before she would allow herself to feel that complete.
