After Alyssa left, I quickly cleaned up our champagne glasses and put the pitcher of margaritas in the freezer for a quick chill. I glanced at the clock and couldn't believe it was only about two pm. I put two fresh champagne glasses in the freezer as well then stood in the middle of the kitchen, not knowing what to do next. While the shower Alyssa and I had taken together had cleaned me up and titillated me, I was still nervous about Holly coming over, for several reasons.
First and foremost, of course, was that the pretty brunette teenager was coming over with the full expectation of having sex with me. That would be intimidating enough by itself. To make the matter worse, I didn't really know Holly very well. We had spoken a few times but that was about it. Also, I had only been a bisexual for a few hours now after making love with Alyssa, and so suddenly confronting Holly was making the intimidation factor work in my mind so that I was pretty much reverting to my heterosexual mindset - which had no interest in homosexual relations.
Maybe it wouldn't be that bad, after all, I had more fun with Alyssa than I'd ever had with my now deceased husband. But that was Alyssa and I loved Alyssa and that had made it much easier for her to seduce me. When two people love each other it is not an impossible stretch to translate that into a more physical affection. What was supposed to happen between Holly and I would be more like pure sexual hedonism. I shook my head thinking that I would have to explain to Holly that I just wasn't ready for that sort of relationship with her, at least not until I knew her a lot better.
I had put my green print dress back on, and put on black high heels instead of my flip-flops, and now I felt a little foolish looking like this with Holly coming over. Despite the fact that I had demurred when Alyssa had made a fuss of how hot I looked dressed like this, I knew that I did look hot in this dress, and that is why I'd worn it for her - just so she would make a fuss over me and compliment me. I knew that had been a silly thing to do, but it was harmless enough fun. Now I looked like a flirt leading Holly on - oh I know I am over-reacting. So I stood vacillating between extremes in a near panic in the middle of my kitchen, and just when I had made up my mind to go dress in jeans and a mans shirt, the doorbell rang.
I hurried to the door, then slowed down when I realized I was hurrying to the door, and there was Holly. In one way, I was seeing her for the first time. Because before, when I'd seen her, I hadn't a clue that the girl frequently masturbated while having fantasies about having sex with me. She was a little taller than Alyssa who is only an inch or so taller than me, and that made Holly tower a good three inches over me. She had long dark straight hair down to the middle of her back. Holly's bosom was larger than mine, not a lot larger, but larger, and despite her slender waistline, her hips flared roundly in a very feminine way.
Her eyes were brown and full of warmth as she smiled at me and I wordlessly waved her in with a happy smile that I hoped didn't look phony. She was wearing a v necked dark-blue tee-shirt without a bra and green terrycloth hot shorts that showed off her long curvy and very tanned legs. The shirt was a dark enough blue and the shorts a kind of lime green that somehow didn't clash. I led her to the couch and we sat down without either of us having said a word yet. She was pretty enough to intimidate me through looks alone. I noticed she was wearing flip-flops and cursed myself again for my choice of heels.
"So Holly, we need to talk and get to know each other a little better, I guess," I began sounding pretty screwy even to my own ears, so I just stopped, and started again. I gave her an intent look and asked, "Would you like something to drink, dear? Tea, a margarita, a coke? For myself, I think I'll have a margarita."
Her smile looked a little nervous, "A margarita would be delightful Mrs. Madison. I'm feeling a little nervous and it might help if I relax a little."
I chuckled louder than was called for, "I hear that! I'll be right back." I came back with the pitcher of drinks and the two chilled glasses. I poured the drinks and handed one to Holly and left the pitcher on the coffee table. "There you go, Miss Kohler, and now..." and I paused to clink our glasses together with a little ting, "Considering the nature of this conversation we're about to have, perhaps it will help if we move to a first name basis. After all, you always called me Claire before, and I'd like to call you Holly."
She smiled, "That would be fine, Claire. I'm sorry that I am so nervous; it's just that the situation is so peculiar. I mean, just between you and me," she leaned a little closer and lowered her voice, "I love Alyssa and worship the ground she walks on, but... she is just a bit of a Pollyanna. She wants everyone to be happy and get everything they want and she wants it to happen yesterday. I'm not sure what all she told you about me, but she told me that she was going to prepare you for me to come over and have sex with you. Does that pretty much sum up our situation?" She took a good size gulp of her drink and looked at me quizzically.
Holly had lovely rich sensuous lips, even white teeth and even though I had been listening intently to what she had been saying, I had been staring almost hypnotized by her mouth. I shook my head a little to break the spell, and responded, "That sums up our situation very nicely, although of course, it is a bit more complicated. For instance, when she came out and asked for me to have sex with her, well, I had to tell her that I was a grounded heterosexual and had no desire or intention to change. And quite frankly that is still the way I feel right now."
Holly's mouth made a surprised little 'o' right before she asked, "Oh, so you didn't have sex with her?"
I rolled my eyes, as I had to giggle, "Oh we had sex all right - the best I've ever had in my life!" I looked at her sympathetically, "But I think she was able to seduce me because I really do love her, and I felt we had something special between us for quite some time. Things can happen between people who know each other well that just don't happen between strangers." I paused somewhat awkwardly; at least I felt it was an awkward pause, "Did um... I mean, was she by any chance exaggerating about you being attracted to me?" I was quite frankly hoping Holly would say yes.
But Holly shook her head negatively, "Sorry, Claire but that part is pathetically true. I think you are the most gorgeous, sexiest woman on earth." She looked demurely down at her knees, "Frankly, I don't think it would be possible for anyone to exaggerate about that. I think about you a lot, nearly all the time. It's why I've always been pretty shy around you - I find you intimidatingly sexually attractive."
My mouth was dry, and my heartbeat had definitely picked up the tempo, "I think that is the most incredible thing anyone has ever said to me." I took a gulp of my drink and set it down. "Holly if I knew you a little better, I think I would have been very nearly seduced by that remark."
She raised her eyes shyly to mine, and I felt her dark eyes were looking right down into my soul and caressing me with affection. "Do you think I should write it down and try it again in a week?" I started laughing and so did she.
"So, Holly, I see you driving around in an older model Buick at times. Is that like your work car?" I was wiping tears of laughter from the corners of my eyes and trying to get our conversation back on track, mainly because I was genuinely taking an interest in her.
