Accidental Fiancee Ch 17

This is a slowburn lesbian romance series. Some chapters are slower than others. I hope you enjoy!

Chapter 17

"She asked... if you want to watch us kiss..."

My eyes popped wide open, and my heart began to pound. I was left frozen, noticing the optimistic look on Juri's face, as well as the nervous one on Alana's...

I could really see them kiss?

It wasn't exactly appropriate... considering everything we had been through. But if Juri was offering... well, I could at least admit that I was interested. I had been masturbating to the thought of them being together anyway...

Of course, after finally getting Juri back in my life, I wanted so badly to mend the damage I had created by being such an irresponsible woman. However, I couldn't ignore the fact that sex played a huge role in our previous relationship. And now that she was playing into my fantasies, I was tempted to let myself slide back into that trap.

What I really wanted to show Juri... was love... and this wasn't love...

To make matters worse, I could see the porno still playing in the background, as they both gazed at me, waiting for an answer. That's when I started to feel worse about myself, and I realized I was about to become that awful woman that I used to be.

That's not who I was any longer. I couldn't send the message that I prioritized my own selfish desires over my care for them. I refused to allow my inappropriate thoughts to get in the way of what I truly wanted...

It was time for me to prove I was a changed woman...

I put on a brave face before going to the computer and finally shutting the video off for good. I then took a deep breath before addressing the two women who were so important and dear to me.

"As arousing is that would be... I don't think it's exactly appropriate for this situation," I expressed before speaking to each of them individually. "Juri, as much as I valued all the sexual things you would do for me, what I missed the most about you was our connection, regardless of the sex. I would like to work to reestablish that first, if that's okay with you."

Before the intern could even translate for me, I turned my attention towards her. "And Alana... you don't exactly seem comfortable with this either... Also, I feel like I'd be throwing everything we built out the window If I just immediately started prioritizing my sexual desires again."

While they were left speechless, I took yet another deep breath before addressing them both once again. "I want to prove myself worthy of having both of you in my life."

Immediately, I realized I had made a good decision because a look of relief came over Alana's face. However, when she translated my message, I noticed a more questionable look coming over Juri.

"Juri's a bit confused," Alana explained, causing me to hold my breath for a second. "She's asking what you want from her if you don't want sex."

"What do I want from her?" I asked, scratching my chin. I thought about it for a second before expressing the first idea that came to mind. "I guess I want a chance at starting over... like a do-over..."

"A do-over?"

"Yeah..." I quietly replied, twiddling my fingers. "I don't want to pretend the past didn't happen, because I need to learn from my mistakes... But maybe Juri and I... maybe we can go on a date or something..."

"A date?!"

With the confirmation of my desires, I was now openly accepting that I was a lesbian, or at least bisexual. One might think that it had already been established, since I was having sex with and fantasizing about women. This was different, however. I truly wanted to start an actual relationship with Juri.

After I was done explaining myself, there were pleasant smiles of satisfaction on the faces of both women in front of me. Juri and I agreed to go on our date the next day, just to simply have some dinner together and to get to know one another a little better. And of course, this was going to be intimate, not in a sexual way, so we were going without Alana.

Speaking of the intern; as the eventful night came to an end, I realized that the most satisfying thing for me was seeing her look approval. As I wished her farewell, telling her I'd see her at work the next day, she gave me a smile, almost as to say she were proud of me.

She and I had been on a bumpy ride together, with a lot of twists and turns. I was just glad she felt her effort with worth it, and I didn't ruin things by retracting back into the selfish woman I used to be.

Perhaps Alana and I shared some feelings for each other, making the moment just a little bittersweet. She would never show that side of herself though, because she was much too mature.

And me, on the other hand... as much as I cared for her, I knew she also had a woman that she preferred over me... even if she wasn't willing to admit it.

Unfortunately though, as proud as I was of myself, I eventually realized that I hadn't changed quite as much as I portrayed to the others. Yes, I was happy that I had proven myself as an honorable woman. However, as I lay there in bed that night, unable to fall asleep for hours... I kept thinking about the arousing moment that I had ruined...

Pounding my fists in frustration, I whined like a spoiled brat...

"I really wish I could have seen them make out!"

***

The next evening, hours before meeting Juri, I found myself staring at my closet, unable to decide on what to wear. With Juri, words only went so far since her English wasn't that great yet, so I had to really think about what messages I was sending with my actions. That all started with the outfit I chose to wear.

Yes, I admitted that it was a date to Alana, but it didn't really hit me until I realized how much effort I was putting into it. I had always been confident about the way I looked, but I couldn't remember the last time I cared so much to impress someone else with my appearance. The last time I felt like this was probably with my ex-husband... although it must have been before we even got married...

By the time I finally got around to trying outfits on and seeing how I looked in the mirror, I realized I was getting short for time. Not only did I need to pick my clothes out, but I needed to do my makeup as well. Even more importantly, I wouldn't be able to decide on my hair, my earrings, my nails, and my shoes, without knowing what I was wearing first!

Of course, I just had to start with some of my tightest and shortest dresses. I wanted to look appealing to Juri, obviously. I know I had just explained that sex wasn't the most important thing to me, but what was the point of a date if she didn't find me attractive?!

Eventually, I began laughing at myself as I modeled a dress that was so small it hardly even covered my ass cheeks.

I look like a straight up ho,

I thought to myself before slowly stripping back down to my thong.

Juri's going to think that all I care about is getting fucked if I wear this...

Once again, I was forced to face the reality of the situation I had put myself in. Taking a deep breath, I gave myself a pep talk in the mirror, after tossing the sexy dress onto the bed.

"I'm not trying to get laid tonight; I'm trying to win back the potential love of my life!" I said, trying hard not to get distracted by how good my breasts looked that night. "Yeah, she may think I'm hot, but that's not what matters here! She deserves someone who values our connection! I'm a changed woman, and I'm going to prove that our personal connection is just as amazing as our sexual one!"

Things are going to be different this time,

I told myself before picking out a nice t-shirt and jacket along with my favorite pair of high-waisted jeans. Then, fighting off the urge to encourage myself with a shot of alcohol, I continued pumping myself up. "This is my chance at doing things over the right way! No tequila for me tonight!"

I'll admit... I still wore the thong... and also a sexy matching bra... Even though I didn't plan on Juri seeing me undressed, I figured it would help me with my confidence...

... And you never know... There was always a chance...

***

There was a smile on my face as I strolled down to the bar, thinking about the date I was about to go on with the wonderful woman I had met in Japan. Funny enough, even though I had been desperate to achieve this moment for so long, I didn't really feel nervous for some reason. I was just excited that I would get to see Juri again.

There was no telling how this date would go. Even with her kind-hearted and forgiving soul, as well as her improved English skills, there was a chance she harbored ill feelings for me, and I could have easily misrepresented myself to her. Still, I couldn't help but be excited just to be in her presence once again.

That was what I deemed most important in that moment. The smile on my face grew even larger as I pictured myself just sitting around and chatting with Juri. I didn't know how things would go between us, but at least for one night, I was happy that I would get to enjoy that beautiful smile of hers again.

With a sigh of relief, I was able to express something to myself that truly made me happy. "I definitely am a changed woman now, and I can't wait to prove it to Juri."

When I got to the restaurant, I immediately became frozen when I witnessed her waiting for me at the entrance. There she was... standing there with that breathtaking smile of hers... I was truly in heaven... captivated by her angelic face...

However... my heart was also pounding after I saw what she chose to wear...

Almost rivaling that beautiful smile of hers... was her sexy and surprisingly voluptuous body... covered by a tiny white dress. It was even smaller than the black dress I chose to forego, due to the message I was afraid it would send.

Biting my lip, I gazed up and down at her body as she approached me... I even moaned a little underneath my breath as I was captivated by her chest... as well as her long and luscious legs... not to mention the high heels on her feet, which I had been craving ever since I saw her VIP page...

I tried to be respectful, but this time, she wasn't coming in for a handshake... Nope. She pressed those nice tits right against my body, smothering me as she held me in a tight embrace...

It would have been nice to address her appropriately and even greet her with a proper bow. Instead, however, as I found my eyes roaming down her backside while my chin rested firmly against her shoulder, I ended up moaning into her ear, most definitely sending the wrong message...

Then, as she whispered, "Hi, Karina," in her innocent, yet sexy voice... my heart absolutely melted... and my nipples got a little hard...

With all the strength I had, I grabbed her by the shoulders and moved her away from me before giving her a more proper greeting.

"Hey, Juri... You look... beautiful..."

She smiled at me again, before bowing, and then flaunting her dress to me. "You look beautiful too, Karina," she expressed through her much improved English.

Before I could ask her about her day, what she had been up to, or any other question that was really important to me, she took a hold of my hand, fingers locked, and led me towards the table that had been reserved for us. I didn't know if I was the "man" or the "woman" in this lesbian relationship... this was all still so new to me... but I pulled her chair out for her, hoping to prove how much I respected her.

As she started to take a seat, I couldn't help but bite my lip again as her dress started to rise up. I immediately shook off whatever inappropriate thoughts I was having... even though I so badly wanted to catch a glimpse of her ass...

Not that this would prove anything... but I ended up ordering Asian food, hoping she would see it as a sign that I had accepted her culture. She, in turn, order tacos... I'm guessing because she expected me to eventually eat off her plate once I realized the mistake I had made...

Much to my surprise though, I ended up eating and enjoying all the food I ordered, never once even being tempted by the food on her plate. Also, to my delight, Juri seemed just as passionate about eating my favorite food as she began scarfing down the tacos with no remorse.

Even more shocking was the fact that she was the only one having a drink that night. I remained strong, and kept myself away from alcohol, because I didn't want it influencing my actions. However, seeing her sipping on a mixed glass of tequila still fondly reminded me of the times we would act so promiscuous when we were together...

Fortunately, no matter how mesmerized I was by her appearance, I was able to conduct myself honorably. Focusing on what was most important, I began asking Juri about her life.

Of course, I had to start by asking what she had been up to since leaving my condo. Through her broken English, as well as her translation app, she was able to explain to me that she met a man who encouraged her to be a model once she began looking for quick ways to make money.

Once she realized it was a VIP page, she laughed off the idea of representing herself in such a sexual manner. Then, when the man explained that she only had to show her feet, she laughed even harder, but was eventually convinced that there were enough creeps out there that she could still make plenty of money with that method alone.

Despite how silly she found the entire concept, she expressed how shocked she was when the money immediately started rolling in. Before she knew it, she had hundreds of subscribers, paying her monthly... And she never once had to swallow her pride by taking pictures she wasn't comfortable with.

Although Juri was my top priority in that moment, I couldn't help but worry about Alana, especially after what I had been through with her. Feeling pressure in my heart, I thought back to what had led to this entire reunion in the first place.

"Do you know a girl named Rosanna?" I asked, remembering how bothered Alana was when she saw that her crush had been commenting on Juri's feet pictures.

The sweet Japanese woman gave me a confused stare. "Rosanna?"

"She's subscribed to your VIP page... and she leaves a lot of comments... Do you know her?"

After scrolling through her social media, Juri's face lit up when she discovered who I was talking about. I have to admit, my heart sank for a moment as I noticed how happy she was to see this mystery woman. However, I was more worried about the revelation this might present for Alana than I was about my own feelings on the matter.

To my relief, Juri explained through her app that Rosanna was just some woman she knew online who was commenting on her photos. Much like I had theorized to Alana, Juri didn't think there was anything to it. Her best guess was that Rosanna was only commenting on her photos so that the other creeps who were subscribed to her page would check her out as well.

Though I didn't understand the circumstances of the matter, nor did I know if this would create a conflict of interest for Alana, the relief on my face was apparent as I now understood that my sweet friend and client still had a chance with her crush.

Juri immediately picked up on my smile and asked, "You really care about Alana, don't you?"

I thought back to how hard the precious woman had worked, not only to reconnect me with Juri, but also just as an employee and a student in general. Then, smiling harder than I had that entire night, I nodded as I expressed, "Of course I care about her!"

Juri began giggling, and I immediately became worried that I had sent her the wrong message. I explained that Alana was just a good friend of mine, and that I didn't want to see her get hurt again. I also explained how awfully my actions had affected her, and that I didn't want to be that person any longer.

To my surprise, Juri seemed pleased by my explanation. Also, if I wasn't imagining things, I could have sworn she bit her lower lip a little, as I displayed just how much I cared for my sweet colleague and friend.

Eventually, I was able to get the conversation back on track by asking her more questions about her plans and what she hoped to accomplish while she was in America. Juri explained to me that she was in the process of getting a work visa. She expressed how much she enjoyed living in America, and that it was much easier for her to make money here, which she could send back to her family.

Out of nowhere, I became riddled with guilt as I thought back to the original arrangement Juri had with me in her mind. I almost wanted to propose getting married, like she had hoped in the past, so she could easily gain citizenship like she desired all along.

Unfortunately, I knew that ship had sailed. I had already broken her trust once, so I didn't think I was in any position to offer her that type of help unless I had truly proven myself. I simply decided on holding off that conversation for a more appropriate time...

However... Juri would then leave me frozen by making a shocking statement of her own...

"I really missed you, Karina..." she said, causing my heart to pound. Her words were so impactful that I didn't even realize how fluently they came out of her mouth...

Shocking me even more, she began explaining all the ways that she had missed me. There were so many things that I wanted to express to her, but there she was, in her own words, presenting them better than I could have ever wished to have done myself.

"I miss cooking for you... I miss spending time with you... I miss taking care of you... Karina..."

My face became red, and my heart almost pounded right out of my chest... A big smile came over my face, as a teardrop began sliding down my cheek...

"Did you miss me too?" she asked, giving me a hopeful smile.

After quickly wiping the tear from my cheek, I gathered all the strength I had to tell her what was in my heart. Unfortunately though, I was so moved by her words that all I could muster up was... "I missed you so much..."

There was so much Juri could have said to me in that moment, but her smile told me more than words ever could. With a soft look in her eyes, and a sweet grin on her face, I knew that she had accepted me for not only who I was in the past, but also for the woman I was now, sitting before her.

Honestly, I don't know if either of our hearts could have taken much more in that moment. We somehow managed to calm ourselves from the emotional states we were in.

Funny enough, we ended up just sitting there for hours, chatting with each other. We hardly even used her translation app at all. I was mostly just helping her with her English. She seemed to be really into it, and I definitely didn't mind helping her practice.

Over our time together, I started to realize a trend with Juri. It seemed as if she was most knowledgeable when it came to compliments. It started to feel like every sentence she would say was a positive one towards me.

"You're so pretty, Karina."

"You are a smart woman."

"Karina is fun to be with."

These were the kind of things Juri would say, over and over.

I wanted to be flattered, but I just figured that this was due to her limited English. Regardless, I couldn't help but smile as I pretended that she just enjoyed saying these things to me more than anything else.

My cheeks were as red as ever because Juri had me blushing the entire night. Unlike the times in our past, however, it really didn't have anything to do with what she was providing for me.

Just simply sitting there with her, and experiencing her presence once again, felt like heaven. And as much as I cherished the intimacy we once shared, I could honestly say that just sharing dinner together was even better than sex.

Finally, the night was growing late, and our food had been finished for a while. As much as I didn't want our date to end, I was worried about taking too much of Juri's time. She was a model now, and didn't really know what sort of obligations that meant for her.