--I know that this is a short story, but it is my first story in the sexual genre. Please try to enjoy it--
Charlotte was a beautiful, literally both inside and out. She sported long golden blonde hair that fell mid length to her waist and glistened regularly in the occasional sunlight. She had blue eyes that changed from light to dark overtime and a full body that someone would believe could melt away. But Charlotte was known for her luscious breasts that brought out the curves on her body and the clear skin that radiated her every move. As a teenager, she always did wear girly clothes and what not, but she liked to be called "Char". Char was now twenty-four, living in New York and attending business school.
From her appearance, caring personality, and full on sexual curiosities, Char broke many hearts. It was hard for her to admit to her friends and family that she was in fact a lesbian, sometimes the girl wished that people would like her for her charm and intelligence as well as her looks. Looks were and weren't always everything.
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Part 1
Charlotte was just leaving the bank, the past month she had been working as an intern at a law firm for a friend of her family. She grabbed her black leather messenger bag and medium sized navy blue L.L. Bean tote in a hurry while holding the bank papers for a certain transaction.
Charlotte dropped the papers and her L.L. Bean bag. "Oh shit!" She tried not to yell it out but couldn't help it during her fury.
"Let me help you with that."
A tall woman around 6'3", five inches taller than Charlotte, leaned down to grasp her papers. Char watched as a strong hand helped her gather her papers; she looked up and saw sweet gray eyes staring at her.
"Thank you so much! I can be so ditzy at times."
"Oh no problem, I have all the time in the world to help a worthy cause."
Char blushed, mostly because this beautiful butch was talking to her. Char wondered if the woman had an idea if she was gay or not. She kept staring at Charlotte with great interest.
"That is sweet of you, it's so rare to find someone who cares to help. What's you name? I'm Charlotte." She really did want to know more about this woman.
"Danielle, but you can call me Danny." Danny seemed to keep staring at her very deeply, and the image of Danny naked slinked in Chars mind.
"Well thank you again Danny, I better be going." Charlotte glanced one more time at Danny and noticed her clothes were butch but had slight femme flair. Char wore a black business mini skirt, a white and blue pin striped blouse that wasn't tucked in, sheer black nylons, and black pointed high heels. But Danny still looked great in jeans, Doc Martins, and a navy blue polo.
Danny had a cool look on her face that gave off some nervousness, "if your not busy, would you like to grab a drink? You seem frazzled by all of those papers falling. I know a place around the corner that has a great bloody Mary, if your over twenty-one."
"I'm over twenty-one, twenty-four actually, but I can't right now, I have to be somewhere, could I take a rain check?" Char wrote down her number on a piece of personalized stationary and said thank you once again."
"I'll hope to hear from you soon Charlotte." Danny seemed disappointed but she hoped that Charlotte would call her."
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Part 2
While lying in bed the next day, Charlotte still couldn't quite cope with the fact that had met someone so perfect at the bank. "This woman," she though, "is so tall, so physically beautiful, so handsome." The thought of Danny's high cheekbones and soft gray eyes gave her stomach a flutter eventually leading to her cunt.
She put down her copy of Vogue and started rubbing her clit with her fingers, making small stimulating circular patterns. She inserted one finger into her vagina and started to pull it in and out, in and out, then adding another finger, she moaned.
"Oh Danny," she gasped, "fuck me now, please take me, stroke me."
She brought her fingers up that were circulating her clit and licked them, pulling up her shirt, she rubbed her nipples until they were rock hard and sore. Char took her fingers out of her cunt and started to lift her left breast in order to take the nipple into her mouth and bite it. Quickly inserting the two fingers back inside, she felt her clit get stiffer and she held back an orgasm, then let if through again. White creamy fluid was left on her fingers; she licked them and rubbed the rest of her body as she dreamed of Danny.
"I want her."
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Char stretched to the phone and answered. "Hello?"
"Hey, this is Danny, from the bank."
Danny's voice sounded so sexy on the phone.
"Hi. I was just getting up. I'm glad you called." She really was glad that she called.
"Oh ok. Actually, I know it's 9:00am and short notice, but do you want to get some breakfast? I'll pay, as friends." You could her the anxious little nymph tone in her voice.
"Um, sure, let me just take a quick shower and get dressed. Do you want to meet you there?
"No, no, I'll come and pick you up, say 10:30am? I sort of know your address because I looked up your number in the phone book, Miss. Charlotte."
"That's great. I'll be ready."
They both said their goodbyes as Char clutched the phone in her hand. She felt a twitch in her cunt again. "Oh God, why am I so horny?"
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Part 3
Charlotte was just finishing drying her blonde hair as she heard a beep from the front of her apartment. Danny was inside driving a red jeep. Char looked into the mirror and said to herself, "Tight blue jeans, black tank top, black flip flops, no bra. You look hot babe." She wore a little pink lip-gloss and some light coral eye shadow, Charlotte didn't need that much makeup to look nice.
Charlotte hopped in the car with her small coach purse."Hey Danny, it's nice to see you. It's really great of you to take me out to breakfast, I never get away these days."
"No problem, I really wanted to hang out with you, and it's such a beautiful day. Plus, you, you look really beautiful as well." Danny stared at Charlotte's tight jeans and full breasts; you could make out the circular shaped of her nipples. She finally stopped staring.
Char blushed, knowing what the other woman was staring at. "Thanks. You look really great too. I love the shirt, and your hair." Danny was wearing loose jeans, Nike's, and a Red muscle tank. Charlotte could make out small breasts beneath the tank and lingered for more.
Danny suddenly seemed nervous for a second. "I have to know, are you a lesbian? If I'm being too forward, you can yell at me."
"Yes, I am." Charlotte smiled.
"Me too, I just wasn't sure, I thought you were either very femme or very straight." She made a little uneasy laugh.