"Listen Keisha," I began. "I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow at work. I was going to try and keep our relationship out of the workplace. Not that I'm ashamed of being with you," I added when I saw her eyes widen. "but because I don't know if Miss Whitten will allow me to continue having you as my intern. Clinically speaking, you are intelligent, responsible, determined, and, if gossip around the workplace is any indication, I was blessed with the best damn intern that could have dropped from the heavens." Keisha blushed at my compliments, smiling brightly. "But, since it's me that has to give a report to Miss Whitten about your progress, I will do my best to convince her that you are too useful to me to switch out. She knows and sees how much of a great worker you are so I'm praying that it would be wrong to take you from me."
Keisha said that she understood and that, come what may, she would love to continue seeing me. I smiled as she rose from the couch and started to get dressed. She still had a paper to finish and wanted to make sure everything was in order for tomorrow. I stood up, kissed her goodbye, and watched as she walked out the door.
I sat there and listened to the silence of my home. It already felt empty with Keisha walking out the door. Normally, this wouldn't have been a problem. I'd always been a woman who enjoyed her privacy. I thought back to the time where Melissa had caught me having sex with my friend Michelle. It was my first year of college and I was still living at home to save money. Michelle and I had always been close, both being cheerleaders and on the high school swim team together. She had just turned eighteen and was leaving to go to college out of state so one night when my parents were gone and Melissa was supposed to be spending the night at her friends house, I invited Melissa over to hang out. I'd convinced one of my friends that was twenty one to buy me a couple of packs of wine coolers and when Michelle arrived, we sat around sipping on the bottles and just hung out.
Eventually, the subject of boys came up. I'd been attracted to girls for a while at this point and faked being excited for Jimmy Matthers who'd graduated last year. Michelle had dated a couple of boys and confided in me that she even blew one of them but was still a virgin as she never let them fuck her. I gasped in mock horror when she said that she'd swallowed and said that I could never do that. She got this strange look on her face and asked if I meant that I could never blow a guy or swallow his spunk. I quickly stammered out that I meant swallowing. Michelle smiled at that, chuckling a little. I asked her what was so funny.
"Pammy, come on. I've seen the look on your face when the team showers after a meet." We were both a little tipsy by now and I blushed furiously when she said that. "You don't have to fake it with me." I was looking down at the bottle in my hand, thinking about what she'd said. There were several girls on our swim team that I'd fantasized about as I lay in bed at night, rubbing my pussy to an orgasm. At that moment, I felt Michelle's hand touch my thigh. It was summer and we were both wearing shorts and a tank top. I flinched a little at the intimate touch but didn't move or try to push her hand away. Looking up, I saw her smiling visage and returned her smile. This emboldened her to start rubbing my leg. Michelle then leaned in close and touched her lips to mine. I tentatively reached out, touching the side of her breast through her shirt. She pulled back and for a second, I thought that she was going to get angry with me but instead, Michelle grasped the hem of her shirt and pulled it off before grasping mine and removing the garment from my body.
I looked at her bra covered breasts in rapture. We both seen each other naked many times but this was different. My breath quickened as I reached out and caressed her tit and bra, feeling the softness of her flesh and the lacy fabric. Our eyes me and I could see the hunger for her reflected back at me. Michelle took the wine cooler from my hand, setting it on the floor before reaching back and unhooking her bra, letting the undergarment float from her body. Both my hands went to her breasts and I started feeling her up. Her nipples were becoming hard under my touch and she leaned in again, kissing me harder on the lips. I felt her hands wrap around my body, searching for the fasteners of my brassiere. I shrugged off my bra and immediately Michelle began to feel me up.
We did this for a while, feeling each other's tits and kissing, before I decided to take it a step further. Pushing Michelle back so that she was laying on the couch we'd been sitting on, I grasped her shorts and began to pull them down. She bit her lower lip as her ass raised in the air allowing me to pull the shorts off her body. I could see the wetness of her pussy staining her panties and I trailed my fingers across the crotch, gathering her scent on my fingertips before I brought my hand to my nose, smelling the scent of her juices. Michelle moaned as I leaned down, gripping the hem of her panties with teeth and pulling them off her body. We'd all trimmed the hair of our vaginas for the swim team and I touched the patch of fur that she'd left, tickling her mons. This was the moment I'd dreamed of at night for so long. I stuck my face between her legs, spreading open the lips of her vagina with my fingers. For a moment, I just looked at the beautiful sight laid before me. Her cunt was glistening with her cream and the heady scent wafting to my nose left me lightheaded, my mouth watering.
I gave her vagina a kiss and could hear Michelle's breath catch as I made contact. Sticking my tongue out, I began to lick her vagina all over, trying to lick up all of her juices. She cried out as my tongue brushed against her clit, which was engorged from desire. Not really sure how to go about this, I decided to push my index finger inside her as I concentrated on tonguing her clitoris. Michelle cried out again and I could feel her hands on my head, pushing me further into her. I added my middle finger, curling them to touch the soft springiness of her inner wall. Her lips bucked and I could taste her cum again as more spurted out of her. I began to piston my fingers in and out as I fastened my lips to her clit, sucking the delectable morsel and whipping my tongue across it. Faster and faster I moved my hand. I could feel her pussy tighten around my fingers. Finally, Michelle screamed out and coated my hand and face with her cum. Not wanting to stop, I withdrew my hand, gripping her thighs tightly and started to lick her pussy clean. Another crest hit her and again she screamed as the orgasm ripped through her body.
Finally, I relented and lifted my head from her sopping wet crotch. Michelle's eyes were rolled back in her head and her chest was heaving. I laid on top of her and kissed her on the lips, my face still shiny with her cream. Our bodies were pressed together and I could feel the hard tips of her breasts poking into me. After a while, Michelle looked up at me, smiling. She cupped my face with her hands and licked my lips with her tongue before pushing her tongue past my lips, French kissing me. Our tongues wrestled for what seemed like forever before she stopped. "God fuck Pammy!" she said. "That was fucking amazing!" I smiled down at her, my hair cascading around her face. We kissed again before she pulled back, again with that hungry look in her eyes and said "My turn."
Michelle sat up, pushing me to a kneeling position with her hands on my tits. I maneuvered my legs from under me as she knelt on the couch. Grasping my shorts and panties in her hands, she pulled them both off me and threw the garments to the floor. I watched them land as I felt Michelle's body cover mine. She began by sucking on my nipples. I'd never had anyone do that before and was amazed at the feeling. Electricity felt like it was coursing from her mouth, through my tits and down to my clit. I was already wet from eating her out but I squealed in pleasure as she went from one tit to the other. After she was finished, Michelle kissed her way down my abdomen before spreading my legs wide, leaning in and kissing my splayed open vagina.
I was so worked up at that moment, I cried out as an orgasm rippled through my body. Even with being inexperienced at giving oral pleasure to another woman, Michelle's tongue and fingers caused me to scream as I experienced, for the first time, a mind numbing orgasm that was caused by another person. My hands flew to my tits, kneading them and pulling and twisting my nipples as I coated my friend's face. I had closed my eyes, enjoying the sensations that Michelle was giving me. When I opened them again, they focused on the form of my little sister, standing at the entranceway to the living room, a shocked look on her face.
It took me a couple of seconds for my orgasm fogged brain to realize she was there. I cried out in surprise, pushing Michelle's head away from my body. She looked at me in bewilderment until she too saw Melissa just standing there. We both scrambled up to a sitting position, futilely trying to cover our nakedness with our hands. I blushed furiously as Michelle grabbed her clothes from the floor and hastily put them on. "Um...Oh God Melissa..." I stuttered. I didn't know what to say as she stood there with a look on her face that remarkably resembled our mothers whenever one of us got caught doing something naughty. Michelle just ran out the front door, leaving me alone with my sister.
"God Sis," Melissa said, still looking at me with that expression on her face. "I mean, if you needed to cum that bad, I would have lent you my dildo." She started to smile and then began to laugh. I was still blushing beet red.
"Mel, please don't tell!" I begged. I was almost in tears thinking about the ramifications if this got to my parents.
"Oh don't worry Pam. I won't." Melissa said, coming over, sitting gingerly down on the couch and putting her arm around my shoulders, pulling me into a hug. "I can't really say anything anyway. I mean, you're not the only one sitting here that's made out with a girl." My eyes, still brimming with tears, flew open at that revelation as I turned to face her, a look of surprise on my face. "Yeah, I was just shocked at the scene but it's cool. At least you won't get knocked up." I choked out a laugh, got up and put on my clothes before sitting back down. We talked about it for a while before Melissa got off the couch, went to retrieve the items that she'd come back for and left to go back to her friends. I called Michelle later and explained the situation. She was happy about Melissa keeping her mouth shut and apologized to me about running out. We hooked up a couple of more times before she left to go to school and I went back for fall semester. That was the year I met Lisa.
As I was remembering all of this, I was fingering myself off, wishing Keisha was here. After I orgasmed, I just laid there on the couch, catching my breath. The house was still silent and I got up to pour some wine before taking a bath and heading to bed. I had the feeling that tomorrow would be an important day.
