Once more Kera entered Keely's thoughts, prying her way inside until she could no longer ignore them. Keely's mind had been turning all week. Her libido was in hyper over drive. The more she thought about her fantasies with the other woman, the more she desired them to come true.
Every since she'd first seen Kera, she'd been attracted to her. Their friendship over the last two years had brought them closer together than they had ever been in the past eight years. She carried herself with poise and such grace that at times Keely envied her. She knew she should feel ashamed yet she couldn't find it within herself.
In the eyes of the church she would be condemned for such immoral decency. She knew it was a sin for desiring others beyond one's spouse. But there were just some things that it was impossible for a man to give a woman.
She craved to hear Kera's voice. She longed to be the object of her attention. Keely would find herself, willingly doing anything just to be with Kera, even if it was only for a few hours a day. She found herself making excuses to be with her every chance she got. And Kyle never once suspected anything because he was always too wrapped up in his own little world to notice.
She wished she could find a way to convince Kyle and Jess, their spouses not to be so closed minded. She doubted though that they could ever be convinced otherwise. She found herself torn between Kyle, and the unbearable desire of being dominated by Kera. The need to kneel, to be used strictly for another woman's pleasure grew stronger with each passing day. She feared that here soon she would lose the fight.
Anxious excitement filled the air as Keely readied herself to go visit Kera. She made sure every hair was in place, her makeup just perfect, and that her clothing clung to her in all the right places. She wore one of her favorite low cut blouses with no bra. She was determined to use every means at her disposal to get to Kera.
She could feel her g-string panties growing wet. A deep-seated blush surfaced. A bit wobbly she left the house and drove to Kera's. A small cottage nestled out in the countryside. She was a woman who valued her privacy.
The two women exchanged pleasantries at the door. She ushered Keely inside until they reached the kitchen. The kitchen was Kera's favorite room. They always ended up there whenever she came to visit.
Hmm... how I would love to come right about now and feel Kera's cum smearing my cheeks. She leaned back against the door trying to calm her raging hormones at the mere sight of Kera. She wore trouble-free blue pajama pants and a pull over t-shirt that was simple yet alluring. Keely knew damn well and good that Kera wasn't wearing any under garments. She hated under clothing of any kind.
Obediently, Keely followed her into the bright airy kitchen. She pulled out a chair and took a seat. She swallowed the lump in her throat as her gaze rested upon the swell of Kera's breast. That is one of the things that turned her on the most about other women were their breast.
"Would you like a cup of coffee?" offered Kera rising off of her chair.
"Sure, but why don't you let me get us each a cup?"
"Yes, thank you that's very sweet of you Keely. I must say you look very nice today hon. I rather enjoy that look on you young lady. You should wear it more often."
"Thank you Kera," she whispered wishing for so much more to happen between them.
She rose quickly, beaming under her friend's praise and smile. Swiftly, she lowered her eyes and proceeded to the task at hand. Even in the smallest of ways she felt great pride in being of service to Kera. She took every available opportunity to submit that Kera would allow, even if she didn't realize it. But Kera knew it and today she would make Keely confess.
"I want to ask your opinion about something," stated Kera as she took the hot cup of coffee.
Her brown eyes raked Keely up and down. A wicked gleam in her eyes. She shifted in her chair crossing and uncrossing her legs before finding a measure of comfort.
The two women locked eyes. Her skin still tingled from the slight touch. Keely did her best to hide the feelings that, that one simple touch had made surface. Her eyes fluttered close shutting out everything else in the room except for Kera, the woman she hungered for with every inch of her being. She ached between her legs.
"What is that?" her soft voice playing over Kera in such a way that it was hard for the other woman to ignore the allure of it.
Keely took a seat opposite listening intently. Reality washed over her in soft waves making her desire rise to emerge. An aspiration that she knew Kera might share but would never openly admit to. And yet something about their get together today felt different. She couldn't quite put her finger on it but it lurked just beneath the exterior.
"I was thinking about writing an alternative romance. What do you think?"
"An alternative romance what is that?"
Kera smiled at the honest naive ness of her friend. It was refreshing. She took a long sip of coffee before letting the tip of her tongue dart out playfully to wet her full lips.
I know what I would like to have her do with that tongue. I could think of several places it could lick me.
"Yes, a story about two women who fall in love."
"That could be interesting but why choose that subject? Wouldn't you find it hard to write about?"
Keely battled a fit of coughs trying to hide the hope that was rising in her soul. Had Kera somehow guessed that she secretly lusted after her? She never truly thought her to be that type of woman.
"Are you all right? Because I think it would be exciting to write about," stated Kera coming over to pat her on the back.
"Yes, I think so, thank you that felt very nice. The coffee just went down the wrong way."
"You're welcome but are you sure?"
"Yes," she mumbled nodding her head to confirm. She just needed a few moments to compose herself.
She gave Kera an innocent little girl smile before taking another sip of coffee.
