Caroline and Her Lovers Ch. 5
Chloe and the decision.
Written by Aoife
A/N - Please enjoy this continuing sapphic fictional series. It will be presented and possibly submitted in different genres. Please know this story centers around the love of other women. This is the first time I am dipping my writing toes into the world of dominance and submissive love. There might be a bit of this as our protagonist builds her harem.
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I made my way over and stood in her line, she looked up and smiled. "Yes Miss a white wine, I will get that for you." Chloe responded.
As she was pouring the wine, I grabbed a napkin and a pen, and simply wrote on it "412"; my room number.
"I read your note. When you are done here, come see me. But I will be back later to see you again this evening." I left a few dollars in the tip jar. I turned and made my way into the crowd of attendees networking as Michael had recommended.
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"I truly love you both. I am giddy with excitement to see you tomorrow when I come home. Let's plan on a nice afternoon spending some time together even some time lingerie shopping."
"We love you as well Miss Caroline. Good night." Angela said, kissing me through the phone.
"Good night, Miss Caroline. I love you as well." Bev softly said.
I had just hung up the phone when I heard a softer knock on the door. I got up from the sofa and walked to the door. Looking through the peephole, I saw Chloe standing there.
I opened the door and stepped to the side allowing her into the room without saying anything to her. I closed the door and secured the lock, then turned to Chloe. I could see she was nervous but yet smiling as well with excitement.
"I have never done this Miss and hotel employees are forbidden from engaging with hotel guests." She quietly stated.
"Well then Chloe, I will make certain not to mention this or your room service on my comment card or review at check out in the morning."
I smiled and proceeded to take her in my arms. I gently hugged her with my left hand caressing her upper back and my right hand flat but firmly against the small of her back. I could feel her trembling slightly. I lowered my head and whispered in her ear.
"There is no need to be this nervous. I am just as excited as you are." I kissed her cheek.
I continued kissing her jawline, then her neck. I continued with soft butterfly kisses on her eyes, forehead, and face. Every third kiss I paused to look up into her eyes. After the third pause, I stopped.
"I can still feel your nervousness." I whispered.
"Miss I said earlier, that I have never ... umm ... Miss, I mean I have never been with a woman." She closed her eyes and lowered her head.
I wrapped my arms around her and carefully hugged her. I whispered in her ear that I wasn't going to harm her and that I felt something special with her when we were talking. That is why I invited her here.
"Come; let's have a seat on the couch and talk."
I broke the hug and took her hand in the mine walking over towards the couch. I sat and with my right hand patted the spot next to me. Chloe looked and smiled then walked to the center of the couch and sat next to me.
I moved the throw pillows, propping them up to give us a little bit of comfort as she sat. I took my hand, laid it on her leg and held it palm up. If she wanted to hold my hand, it was her open invitation.
When I asked Chloe to tell me about herself, she lowered her head slightly to say there wasn't anything special about her. I almost rebuked her right away but I paused. Why? Well, I saw on the couch with me an innocent, frightened, woman who had the potential to live, laugh, love and give.
For the next twenty-five minutes, Chloe willingly shared with me how she "bounced from one house to another" as a military brat.
"We never had a home; it was one temporary house after another."
Her father, a career soldier, was never home and her mother, well her mother had other things taking her time and priorities.
"There were a lot of babysitters, and other Army kids like me but I just couldn't connect. Everything, including them in my life, was short-term."
Then finished by saying that her parents were on their retirement vacation for the past few weeks and she was fending for herself. They will be home in a few weeks but she was not seeing a future in the Washington DC area. Sadly she had nowhere to go. She was in their house but it felt empty.
She had one lover in high school. He was not the most affectionate boy, and all she felt she was to him was a notch on whatever item he used to keep count.
"I just don't know what life there is for me. I am supposed to be enrolling in college at George Mason, but that fell through, so I work two jobs. I will be nineteen in a month and I have nothing to look forward to."
She was uncertain of where she wanted to be in her life, but she knew she was seeking the tender care and touch of a woman, not another man. She just didn't know where this desire and road would take her.
She had a coworker that was in love with another woman, and had explained how amazing the experience was and this is why she was intrigued, and came to my room.
"Chloe, your note was almost suggestive when I read it. You said how I made you smile and how I made you feel good inside."
"Miss, I felt something special about you. There is something about how you stand, how you talk, and how you present yourself. I knew I wanted to be with you, to mimic you, to grow with you and to be here with you."
I sat up straight. It was time to test the water. "Chloe, what if I told you that my girlfriends and I are moving here. And I would love to have you meet them."
She turned her entire body looking at me as if in shock. I turned and put my hand flat on her leg. It was meant to calm her but her eyes moved quickly looking down, I withdrew my hand right away not wanting to offend her. We had a momentary pause.
"You are more than welcome to meet them. Like me, they are kind, loving, and very compassionate. They are both very special to me as I am very special to them."
She smiled a bit. "I think I should go."
"No Chloe." I knew this was a long shot and could blow up but why not I thought.
"Stay the night, it's late. Just sleep with me. I ask nothing else. This way you are not alone and you have me to keep you company, you need to feel what love can be like and what I can and will give you."
She nodded cautiously. "I always shower before bed. They aren't as fun without Bev here but I will go shower and be back momentarily. I have a few extra t-shirts in my luggage. Feel free to look and see if one suits you for sleeping in."
I stood making my way to my suitcase and grabbed a clean pair of panties and the camisole that was for sleeping. I turned to make my way into the bathroom. I stripped off my top and my panties, turning on the water for the shower, waiting for it to come up to temperature.
I stepped in and started to wet my hair, I heard the door to the bathroom open. I smiled, knowing the temptation was too great.
"If you do this Chloe, our relationship changes. It shifts to one where you listen to what I say and to enjoy your life more than you ever have."
There was silence.
"Chloe, in return you will be loved, cared for, taught, and will be taken care of by me and my loving girls;
you
will become part of our family. "
The curtain to the shower slowly drew open from my left to my right. As Chloe slid it open I saw her standing there, naked, her face lowered. Her long blonde hair was up in a hasty bun. Her skin was near perfection, I didn't see any tattoos, and not that it mattered.
Her very slim waist and boney hips fed down to a well-groomed and maintained tuft of silky blonde hair. Her thighs and calves looked firm. She was in very good shape from being on her feet all day.
I extended my hand and gently lifted her chin. "Never look down ever again. You are far too beautiful to hide your face, smile and eyes. Come let me show you what my love can be like."
Chloe took my hand and I helped her into the shower having her stand in front of me. I closed the curtain and stood behind her as the water slowly covered her chest. My hands rested gently on her shoulders, just moving up and down her arms, moving slowly and methodically. I moved up to her neck and whispered.
"Let me wash your hair. Let me show you what my touch is like, what it feels like."
Chloe tilted her head undoing the hasty bun. Her long blonde hair released from the bun, she shook it letting it fall. I placed my hands on her waist then turned her facing me.
The water cascaded down and wet her beautiful locks. Once wet, I filled my hands with my shampoo, not using that that the hotel provides, and starting at her scalp I smiled as my finger ran through her scalp and through her long locks.
My fingers worked through her luxurious blonde hair then to her scalp. I let my fingernails tease at her scalp, letting her feel the sensation of pure enjoyment.
Chloe's eyes were closed the entire time. She mewed in pleasure as my nails teased her scalp.
I then took the softest washcloth, wet it and added bath gel, and slowly washed her back, her shoulder, and her arms. I stopped at her waist, and then trailed down the outside of her legs. I gently washed her calves in the inner of her thighs stopping short of her sex, then around to her left hip. I came up and washed her stomach purposefully, avoiding her breasts.
After I was done with the washcloth, I caressed her sides, and carefully washed her breasts with my hands, very softly, and very gently caressing her, and then moved my hands down to her waist, and as I paused, Chloe spread her legs slightly. This allowed my hand to dip between her thighs and wash her most precious, sensitive, and private areas.
