Accidental Fiancée

Author's note: This is a slow burn lesbian romance series. Please be patient, because some of the chapters are less erotic than others.

Chapter 10

After yet another heavy day in my tumultuous life, I went through a barrage of emotions as I drove myself back home. Things between Alana and me were certainly progressing, but I was incredibly confused by her declaration to help me win Juri back.

What stirred up even more feelings were her questions about our history. Talking about Juri after forcing her to walk out of my life was difficult enough; but speaking about our physical relationship left me scratching my head and curling my toes at the same time.

Honestly, I didn't even know how to feel. The last thing I could focus on was the road ahead of me... literally. I was confused with Alana, angry at myself, and somewhat motivated with my company. However, the strangest feeling that I experienced of all... if I'm being completely honest... was a bit of arousal...

I wasn't exactly sure the reason, but for the first time since I ruined my relationship with Juri, I was somewhat... horny... I suppose reliving those hot moments I struggled to explain to Alana brought me back to a place I wasn't ready to revisit. Also, I was reminded that I was no longer having sex two or three times a day... like I was when that workhorse of a woman was staying at my place...

From multiple orgasms a night to zero orgasms in weeks, I suppose my brain had finally caught up with my body's needs. However, I still found it strange that Alana was the one to stir up these carnal emotions.

There was so much going on in my life that I needed to fix, but for one night, at least, I decided it would be okay to gratify myself. I still wasn't happy with the person I had become, but after going back down memory lane, I needed to take care of my physical needs.

It's not like I turned into some kind of animal or anything. Times were different from when I would get home and immediately become overwhelmed by Jury's outpouring of care and overall wonderfulness.

I did a few things first; answered some emails and cooked a decent dinner... Once again, nothing compared to what Juri did for me...

Eventually, I got to the moment where I could finally relax and hop into bed. I usually enjoyed my moments of peace, given my hectic life, but my arousing emotions still persisted, so I felt a need to satisfy my cravings.

It was a bit odd at first, knowing I would be sexually gratified without Juri. She was such a sweet girl; I figured she wouldn't have cared at all if I fantasized about her while masturbating. However, I still had to get through the mental block of knowing this was the first time in years I had gratified myself.

Honestly, I wasn't that sexually needy before meeting Juri. Even with my husband, I never craved his touch that badly.

That was the odd thing about my relationship with the Japanese woman. Not only was I not a lesbian, but I wasn't that sexually active in general. I hardly even masturbated! But the second she moved into my place, I was suddenly exploding in orgasmic rages, because of her, multiple times a night!

Of course, after Alana brought her up, I had to think about Juri and the way she used to touch me. I even went through the trouble of taking all my clothes off. I wanted to relive the moments I spent with her as accurately as possible.

Though it had been ages since I masturbated, I still found it a bit funny that I had changed up my process so drastically. In the past, I just wanted to get it done as quickly as possible.

This time, with that beautiful Japanese woman on my mind, I took the time to emulate some of her moves, likes stimulating my nipples and brushing my inner thighs, before finally touching my clit. I even pretended to kiss her a little, as awkward as it was, being alone in my own room.

Finally, I got to the moment when my fingertips touched my pulsing clit. Of course, it didn't even compare to her fingers, and definitely not her tongue, but I still let out a gasp at the fantasy of it being her touch. I rubbed my clit gently in circles, and I could feel the juices coming from my pussy. Still, I so desperately wished that she was right there next to me, making me submit to her sexual dominance.

Unfortunately, despite doing the best that I could, I just couldn't relive the moments that Juri and I shared together. It's not like I experienced anything like that before, but after being with Juri, it was hard to find anything that would meet my sexual expectations.

After rubbing myself for a bit, I started to long for her touch, and more importantly, her presence. Feeling desperate, I decided to utilize a tactic I never thought I would have to resort to. That's right; I decided to grab my computer and pull up some porn.

It wasn't like me to watch pornography, but as desperate as I was, I needed something to satisfy my craving for Juri. In a desperate attempt to regain some of that ambience, I decided to look up some porn. And since I wanted to get off to the memories we shared together, I searched for lesbian porn.

Obviously, I understood that Juri would not be on any porn websites. Looking for the next best option, I decided to type in "Asian lesbians," hoping to find something that would satisfy my needs.

Though it would have been best to find a video of a woman that looked like Juri satisfying a woman that looked like me, I didn't find it particularly easy to stumble upon a video of an Asian and Latina together. Instead, I settled on one of the thousands of videos involving two Asian women.

I wasn't complaining, though. After having an unfair bias against Asian women my entire life, I all of a sudden found them incredibly intriguing... if not to say... incredibly sexy!

After scrolling through some videos, and let me empathize... I went through quite a few videos... I eventually found one where a beautiful Asian woman was taking care of another. Of course, I wanted to pretend I was the Asian girl receiving all the benefits, but the more I got into the video, the more I started to separate myself.

Eventually, I was able to imagine the dominant girl as Juri. However, I still didn't like the idea of her gratifying another woman. I tried to put myself in her place once again, but the more I thought about it, the more I didn't like that idea...

I thought about giving up on the idea of utilizing porn all together, but eventually, a new idea popped into my mind. And surprisingly... it wasn't me, nor this random porn actress that was ultimately in my mind, getting me off.

If there was one woman who was responsible for all these thoughts, aside from Juri, it was Alana. She was the one that had sparked all these memories of the Japanese woman and me together. She was also the one I had been spending the most time with.

As wrong as it felt to put Alana in this random actress's place, I started to imagine her getting pleasured by Juri, just like the woman was by the other Asian women in the video. Eventually, my pussy was practically gushing with juices, while I was fantasizing about Juri sexually dominating Alana.

Before I knew it, I was ready to cum from the thought of the two Asian women I knew playing with each other. However, as wrong as it was to fantasize about Alana, given our past, I wasn't quite ready to have an orgasm yet. I wanted the moment to be as gratifying as possible.

Yes, Alana hated me not too long ago, and though our friendship had started to blossom, I was sure she would have been offended to know I was fantasizing about her being with Juri. However, had I been granted my own wishes, it would have been a video of someone looking like me being sexually dominated. But with pictures of Alana already in my mind, no matter how wrong that was, I felt inclined to include her, for some reason.

No longer needing the video, I closed my eyes and pictured Juri with me. The sounds of the two Asian women moaning on screen still echoed throughout my bedroom, but I had already assigned them to the women I was fantasizing about, not the women I was watching.

With Alana still somehow on my mind, I thought back to that moment when I called her name out while I was with Juri. She was in the middle of playing with both of my nipples. I was so turned on, my entire body yearned for her touch.

Still, I decided to call out my young intern's name for some reason. I had been so angry with my other employees that I had to give her a shout. At the time, only Juri and her were making me happy. I guess that's why I moaned to my partner, "You and Alana Miyazaki are the only good girls in my life!"

It was embarrassing in the moment but I'm glad they eventually met. However, with me being so desperately in need of sexual gratification, I couldn't remove the innocent intern from this fantasy in my head.

Taking my hand from my pussy, I began rubbing both of my nipples at the same time, picturing Juri and Alana sucking on them for some reason. I knew Alana would be offended to even be in my fantasies, but on a night like this, I was so desperate that I needed to imagine anything that would get me off.

Before I knew it, I was picturing both of them playing with my tits while fingering my pussy and rubbing my clit. Of course, it was Juri who got me off, but I definitely wouldn't have minded if Alana had lent a helping hand.

When my orgasm started, I let out a howl like I was screaming for the moon. But unlike in times before, when I was done as soon as the orgasm started, I continued rubbing myself, making it last as long as possible.

I suppose this was what I had become accustomed to when Juri was around. She was never satisfied with the orgasm itself,so letting me have just one was completely out of the question. I continued to gratify myself, but while rubbing my clit, my focus started to shift.

It wasn't that I had any preference for Alana, but I wanted to fantasize about Juri taking care of her as well. She had been my best employee, after all. And after seeing them actually get along in real life, I kind of thought it would be hot to see Juri reward Alana.

I don't know what it was, but the final image I saw before orgasming for a second time... an impossible task before I met Juri... was an image of me and Juri sucking on both of Alana's tits, and stroking her clit and G-spot. I wanted her to orgasm as hard as I did. And as a picture of her crying out for mercy settled into my mind, I was able to finish myself off in the satisfying way I had hoped for before this all started.

My orgasm lasted for what felt like an eternity. It was an odd experience, considering I was imagining another girl cumming. However, with all the emotions I had experienced lately, I couldn't help but rest peacefully with a smile on my face.

At least for one night, I could drift off to sleep, with images of the beautiful sight on my mind instead of what I had been actually experiencing.

The only other thing that made me happy was knowing that I could also fantasize about another image when I woke up. I usually wasn't one for morning sex, but after fantasizing about Juri, and including Alana, I was kind of excited to continue the fantasy the next morning.

Alana was an innocent bystander, but she was the lucky recipient of the secret fantasies in my mind. I knew I could never admit this to her, and it would be hard to face her the next day, but for one night, it was nice to have her in my fantasies with Juri.

She was the one that was going to help me win Juri back, after all. I didn't see the harm in fantasizing about the three of us together, no matter how much she disliked me.

Most importantly, though I was drifting off to sleep, there was a smile on my face because I was looking forward to rewarding of the most important person of all. In this fantasy of mine, only Alana and I had been taken care of. I couldn't wait to wake up from a restful sleep and fantasize about Alana and me, making Juri moan at the top of her lungs from an explosive orgasm.

This, of course, was something I would never be able to speak of. I would have to face the shy intern the next day at work, but this was my naughty secret.

Of course, this didn't even compare, slightly, to the pleasures that Juri had provided me. However, I found myself craving my own touch, as long as I could think about the precious woman that had entered my life, and the sweet young intern who was working with me at my company.

I fell asleep naked in my own juices with a satisfied smile on my face. And though I thought it was impossible, only days ago, I was somehow satisfied, knowing my future with these two Asian women wasn't completely over.

To be continued...