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.
