Kerrie's Encounter
My name is Julia; I am 22 year old college student in Texas. I am in my senior year at the local university majoring in business marketing and also work about 25 hours a week as a receptionist at a local Salon. I am 5'6", with blonde shoulder length hair and green eyes and I have a "runner's" slender body. A Runner's Body is also short for having small boobs. I am a 34A and I am satisfied with the boobs I have been blessed with. I have never had problems finding boys, but I was also a little tired of the college scene and the guys who were just looking for their next notch in their bed posts.
I have never considered myself "bi-curious" until something that happened at work a few weeks ago. I had to take some trash out the back door and when I passed by the massage room, I heard the unmistakable moaning of a woman who appeared to be having an orgasm. I did not want to assume anything; however, I was very curious. I knew that one of our stylists, Kerrie, had a new client who was getting a massage and style. Kerrie is a fun person and I had always enjoyed chatting with her when the day was a little slow. After her client left that day, I asked Kerrie if everything was okay and she told me she gave her client a "Special Treatment". With that, she winked at me and sauntered back to her booth. I sat there thinking about what she said and then it hit me. Wow! I knew she was a bit wild, but I had no idea. Truthfully, after I heard that from Kerrie I had a hard time keeping her off of my mind. Every time I saw her at work, I would envision her in a passionate embrace with another woman. I knew she had a boyfriend, so I was not thinking she was a total "Lesbo". Not that there is anything wrong with that.
I had started to fantasize about being with another woman but never thought I would ever actually experience it. Just the idea of it seemed so hot and erotic to me that I always had a great climax when I played with my little toy in bed. I never though that something like that would really happen to me, until a fateful Saturday at the salon when Kerrie and I were sitting in her booth chatting about what we were doing that night. Her boyfriend David was out of town on a golf trip and Kerrie said she was just going to watch a DVD and get plastered on wine. She had friends going out, but she said she was not in the mood for a bar that night. I said that I was not either and that is exactly what my roommate was wanting us to do. Kerrie asked me if I wanted to come over and join her. She said she was not exactly as fun as my college friends, but I was more than welcome to come and watch "Just Like Heaven" with her and drink some wine she had picked up from the Benziger Winery in the Sonoma Valley on a recent trip. I told her that sounded like fun, but I would have to let her know. She said that was cool and just to call her on her cell around 7:00.
Actually, I thought it was a great idea and something in me stirred with the remote possibility that something would happen between Kerrie and me. Of course, with my Catholic upbringing I felt a little guilt over my amorous desires. After getting home, I showered and called Kerrie to see what she was doing. She had just gotten home and took a quick shower after she finished with her last appointment and said she was going to pick up something in a little while and bring it back home. I asked if she wanted to meet at Chili's and we could eat together and Kerrie said that sounded great and we agreed to meet at the restaurant at 8:00. I did not want to appear to be looking for some action, so I just put on a pair of short Khaki skirt, tank top and flip-flops. I did however; wear a very sexy pink lace thong and a matching bra from Victoria's Secret I had picked up for a Valentine's weekend with a guy I was dating at the time. You never know.
At 8:00 I pulled up to Chili's and noticed it was slammed. I went inside and saw Kerrie standing inside the bar. We greeted and she said she was just waiting for a seat, but the wait was an hour. I saw a couple of seats in the bar. We quickly grabbed them and ordered some margaritas. It was very loud in the bar and Kerrie said she was just not in the mood for such a chaotic atmosphere. We decided to order our dinner to go and finished our drinks. As we sat there, I kept noticing how hot Kerrie was. She is about 5'9", brunette, green eyes, and (I am only guessing) about 36C-24-34. Even after working for 10 hours, she made me look like a frump. Once our food was ready, she paid for it (Kerrie jokingly said she could never maker make a skinny starving college girl like myself pay.) I thanked her and she just gave me a smile and wink. She told me to follow her back to her house as we walked out. Kerrie drove a 2-Door Honda coupe and she zipped in and out of traffic and it was a little hard for me to keep up in my little Mazda clunker.
We finally arrived at her house and as I stepped out of my car I realized what a nice warm spring evening it was. Kerrie was very beautiful as she always is. She was wearing a white blouse, a short gray skirt that hugged rather provocatively round her buttocks and a pair of sexy heels that accentuated her shapely legs. Until recently, I had never really noticed before just what a lovely figure she had and I found myself examining every inch of her sexy body, from head to toe, as she moved about the room. We had dinner with some wine and the usual small talk. I'm not sure I can't remember exactly how we got onto the subject, but we started talking about men, and somewhere along the way I commented on the fact that in all the time I had known her she had never introduced me to her boyfriend. She just said they had been dating for 6 years and it was mostly like dating a 12 year old. He was more interested in his toys and friends and seemed to only come around when he wanted some booty. He was in no hurry to get married and she didn't think he would be a good husband anyway. Kerrie said they had fun and said something about men not being the only thing in life.
I asked her if she ever got lonely and she said her loneliness was not a problem for her. She had lots of girlfriends to hang out with and she enjoyed some of her customers as well. I knowingly smiled at that comment and realized how tipsy I was feeling. Maybe it was the margarita and wine; however, I felt braver than usual so I asked Kerrie about the day in the shop where she told me about her "Special Treatment". Kerrie laughed and said that it was something that started between her and one of her married clients. The lady was always complaining about her husband and how she felt neglected. Kerrie kept telling her how sexy and desirable she was and one day something happened between them. She did not say anything else, but I knew she realized I knew what was going on.
We talked about it for a while and she eventually asked me if I had ever thought about being with another woman? A little hesitant I confessed that I had not until recently; however, that I had never dared to think I would ever really want to -I wasn't even sure what to do. Suddenly I was aware that Kerrie was softly stroking my hair. I looked up into her eyes, and before I was even thinking it was going to happen she leaned over and kissed me on the lips. Just a small peck at first, and when I didn't complain she kissed me again and this time I nervously kissed her back.
She kept stroking my hair gently as her tongue began to explore my mouth. I was surprised, but immediately found myself enjoying the feeling of her body next to me and her soft lips rubbing against mine. After a few minutes I felt her hand on my breast, her fingers teased my nipple, making it grow hard beneath her touch. I was breathing hard into her mouth now, willing her on as her hand wandered over both my breasts. Without warning she pulled away from me and told me to turn around. A little surprised, I did as she instructed and felt her lifting up my tank top and then she kissed me on my shoulder. I have a tattoo of a frog on my shoulder and she began to caress it and softly lick around the edges with her tongue. Like I said before, I do not have big breasts at all, but I do have very large and long nipples. They were like rocks now as Kerrie continued to tease me. Putting her arms around me she pulled me back against her and I could feel her breasts pushing into my back. She mentioned how sexy I looked and how she loved my bra. My breathing had become very strong and I was more turned on than I had ever been in my life. All this from another woman???
