Becky had spent the whole morning showering, shaving and exfoliating herself, as she "prepared" to meet Sandra that evening. She was happy, excited and terrified, all at the same time. She was happy because she had recently met Sandra, a sensual lesbian woman who had managed to give a whole new meaning to her life. She was excited because they had planned a meeting that night and she knew it was going to be something different and she was terrified, as it was the first time she had been on a 'date' with another woman.
Only a few short weeks ago she was a depressed student teetering on the brink of a nervous breakdown after her boyfriend had dumped her for one of her housemates!! That made it really tricky as she kept apologising all the time and it made her sick. She needed to move on and find alternative experiences. It was difficult as Simon was the first 'real' boyfriend Becky had had since those silly relationships at school and she really liked him. She had even given him her virginity. How she regretted that now! After that experience she had become totally 'anti' all men, and yet still had the feeling that something was missing from her life. However, as she thought about the past she realised she was trembling with the thought that that night she was going out with a woman, Sandra, for the very first time alone and she actually started to wonder what it would be like to be in bed together.
This was the first time she had ever been 'courted' by another woman. She realised that she desperately wanted to be seduced by Sandra and was prepared to do anything to make that happen. The last time she had felt this very same feeling of nervousness and fear, mixed with the thrill of being courted and seduced, was just before her School Graduation Ball. She was considered one of the prettiest girls in her class and had been invited by the hottest hunk in the school, which now brought about this sense of deja vu.
Running the scenario through in her mind, she knew exactly what a guy wanted but was clueless when it came to deciding what another woman would look for in a sexual relationship. Knowing that it could be very different with Sandra, she didn't want to do anything that would put off this lovely creature.
Sandra was gorgeous and had many admirers in the local lesbian community and Becky had been worrying the whole week about what dress to wear, what makeup, what jewellery. What would Sandra like, what would excite her, what would put her off? These, and many other questions were running around in her head and she just didn't have the answers.
It's so easy with guys, especially if you are good looking or sexy, or both. If you are really good looking the guys will inevitably chase you, and then parade you around with them, bragging about their latest acquisition. You'll get the full royal treatment, flowers, chocolates, dinner, etc., at least until they find somebody prettier or sexier or just get bored with you. Even if you're not that pretty, you only have to play easy to get and you will almost always get a guy into bed with you if that's what you want. Guys are just so predicable!
What's really interesting is that at that stage, most of the time it's not even real sex, it's more like he's just masturbating inside your pussy. They don't care what you want in a relationship nor your likes and dislikes. As a rule of thumb, guys only want you to be ready to drop your knickers for them whenever they have an erect cock! If they enjoy it that's all that matters, they never ask you for your opinion and I guess they don't even care most of the time. They certainly hardly ever try to find out which of your 'buttons' to press, or what turns you on. As far as they are concerned you are just supposed to lie back and enjoy the experience!
However, it was now Saturday morning and Becky still hadn't made-up her mind what to wear. The most difficult decision seemed to be to decide what to wear underneath. She realised that she would be undressing for a woman for the first time in her life and wasn't at all sure what would titillate and tease a woman.
It's 11.00 a.m. and she decides to call Karen, a much older friend and comforter in chief since her break-up with Simon. It was Karen who had persuaded Becky to forget men for a while and seek a lesbian relationship as a way of getting her out of a deepening depression. At this stage, Becky felt that she hated men and she was even considering making friends with pills and the bottle. As an ex-alcoholic, Karen knew just where Becky was heading if something wasn't done soon. Karen had been in the same position a couple of years earlier, after losing her husband to a younger woman. However, that was before she had found love and happiness in the arms of Michelle, a nurse she met at the local chapter of alcoholics anonymous.
It was Michelle who introduced Becky to Sandra. Once Karen & Michelle were sure that Sandra & Becky liked each other, they organised many "events" to which both of them were invited such as dinner parties, theatre trips, etc. They carefully plotted to sneak away and leave the two of them alone as soon as they got into conversation.
Once such plot had resulted in their first kiss. It happened at a local 'gay' bar, where Karen & Michelle frequently organised their "events". Karen and Michelle had given Becky a lift to the bar, but had slipped away without saying, conveniently allowing Sandra to take Becky home. The two of them had touched, cuddled and held hands throughout the evening and once Sandra discovered that Becky's friends had deserted her, she offered to rescue her from her plight, like the proverbial white knight, and take her home.
Sandra's reward for taking her home was a kiss, which then led to many more kisses, and then eventually to that long, French kiss in the foyer. For her part, Sandra wasn't in any hurry, she really wanted to seduce this good looking "lesbian virgin" without her realising that she was being seduced.
They had caught a cab and Becky was soon in Sandra's arms. As the bored and sleepy cabby drove them home, Sandra slowly caressed Becky's breasts through the thin silky dress, which just made her sink further into her arms. As the cab eased to the kerbside outside Becky's apartment, Sandra took her hand and whispered "Will you go out with me next week - just you and me alone? I promise to make it something special for you"
