EVERYONE IN THIS STORY IS EIGHTEEN YEARS OR OLDER.
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Rachel finds herself lusting after a particular woman at her new workplace, even though she didn't know if the woman was into chicks or not. Connie and Rachel work in different departments, but the office is small enough that everybody knows one another.
It was lust at first sight for Rachel. Her manager took her around to meet everybody on her first day of work, and Rachel was instantly amazed by Connie's beauty. Connie had a mop of silky-blond hair, sun-tanned skin, and smoldering blue eyes. Her breasts are not unusually large, but they are large enough to turn heads. Connie appeared bursting with a barely contained passion. Rachel hopes she might witness it's unleashing one day.
Although Rachel is by no means in the closet, she doesn't go around broadcasting her sexuality, especially on the job. Close friends and family think she is bi-sexual, but few people at work do. Rachel makes a point of befriending Connie, hoping against hope that Connie might be gay or bi-sexual, too. The first chance Rachel gets to learn more about Connie came a week later when Rachel purposely bumps into Connie in the company cafeteria. They chatted over lunch and found they are both single and have some common areas of interest. The primary common interest turns out to be shopping.
Rachel and Connie get along great and have lunch together nearly every day, and then they start meeting on the weekends for brunch and shopping trips. Rachel has no idea if Connie knows she is a bi-sexual woman; she never really asks about that part of Rachel's life, and Rachel didn't offer any hints. Nonetheless, their friendship seemed to grow more playful and flirtatious.
Rachel and Connie meet most Saturdays at the local mall, where they would browse the shops for the first few hours and then have lunch in the food court. After lunch, they go to a movie or browse the shops more. Rachel likes browsing Victoria's Secret. Connie is basically a shy person but allows Rachel to talk her into trying on lingerie at Victoria's Secret. Rachel picks a few scandalous bras and hustles Connie into a dressing room. Connie is shocked to learn the bras are for her to try on. She blushes but gives in to Rachel's insistence that she try on a very revealing black lace bra. The bra holds her breasts firmly in place and is very comfortable.
Connie loves the look and feel of the bra encasing her breasts. Her primary concern is how prominently her hard nipples are on display through the sheer fabric. It embarrasses her yet excites her at the same time when she realizes that her exposed nipples capture Rachel's attention. Rachel insists that Connie buy the matching panties. Connie draws the line at modeling the complete set for Rachel.
Some weeks later, during one of their private conversations in the brightly lit lunchroom, Connie tells Rachel that she is in a monogamous relationship with a man she'd been dating for years. However, she indicates it is not going well at that time, which gives Rachel hope. Rachel consoles her and assures her she is there to listen. Connie thanks her for the offer. Then one morning, Connie comes to work looking pretty glum. Rachel asks what is wrong, and Connie tells her that she and her boyfriend had finally broken up. It was a mutual decision, but Connie is still upset about it. Rachel hugs Connie, patting her back, and she pressed her body against Connie's despondent body. Rachel feels a little guilty that Connie's crisis is kind of turning her on and causes her panties to flood. Rachel tells Connie she wants to take her out for drinks after work if she feels up to it. Rachel takes her to a lesbian bar, but Connie doesn't seem to mind one bit. They sat at a cozy table, sipping martinis and casually talking.
Out of the blue, Connie asks, "Do you have a boyfriend, Rachel? I've never heard you speak about anyone, and you don't wear a wedding ring."
Rachel takes a deep breath and answers, "I'm not in a relationship at present. There have been men in my past but none recently. I thought I was Bi... but eventually realized I'm actually a lesbian."
"I had my suspicions as I got to know you better and the bar," Connie gestures to their surroundings. "The moment we walked kinda iced it. Don't worry, Rachel, it doesn't make any difference to me. You're my best friend."
"Was this bar your first tip-off?"
"No. My first tip-off was when you had me try on the lingerie at Victoria's Secret. When I saw how you devoured my breasts with your eyes, it made me shiver and quake inside."
"I had no idea you were affected by my reaction to seeing your breasts. Why didn't you say something?"
Connie leans over and gives Rachel a peck on the cheek, which Rachel feels down to her sopping wet pussy. "I didn't want to risk embarrassing you."