I arrived at home, six pack in hand. That's right, I'm a craft beer girl! I popped open one of my favorite IPAs, started filling the bathtub, and undressed. The hot bath was going to feel so damn good. As I stood looking at myself in the mirror, my mind filled with thoughts of my encounter with Natalie this evening. "Beautiful Allison" I believe is what she called me. I suppose I wasn't bad looking. My long flowing red hair sure attracted attention. I loved my blue eyes, the splash of freckles across my face made feel young, and I was exceptionally proud of my body. I busted my ass in the gym on a regular basis to stay looking like this. Yeah, lifting weights helped with the physical aspect of working on all my home renovations, but I also loved the way it filled out my curves. Squats kept my thighs and my ass looking good and bench presses helped keep my breasts perky at 30 years of age. Speaking of curves, Natalie sure could fill out a dress. Her husband must feel like the luckiest guy on earth with her by his side.
Standing there lost in my thoughts, my hands were roaming over my own nude body. I lightly tugged at my now aroused nipples and slid my hands down my flat stomach, one hand slid around to my tight, round ass while my other raked through my trimmed patch of fiery red pubic hair. Without even thinking my fingers traveled down and slid between my now slippery, delicate lips and teased at my entrance. Holy shit I was wet!
Wet! Fuck, I forgot about the filling tub! I quickly spun around and luckily got the water shut off in time. I set my towel on the towel rack and submerged myself into the water. The heat felt wonderful on my aching muscles, and I started to instantly relax. It didn't take long for my fingers to find their way back to my nipples and my pussy though. I ran a finger along my slit, stopping to tease my little clit, then slid a finger inside myself. I plunged my finger in and out slowly as I my other hand worked my nipples. I pulled my other finger out and started circling my clit. I built up speed as the unmistakable feeling of release increased. After a few more strokes, a rather powerful orgasm flowed through my body. Fuck, I needed that! I've been neglecting my sexual needs for the last several months. I really need to stop doing that. God, I feel so relaxed now. I take a drink of my beer, and let my body go limp as the heat from the tub continues working its magic. I realize about 30 minutes have passed and I figure I'd better get out and eat something. I don't bother to dress after drying off. What's the point, I live alone and I'm not expecting any visitors, plus I'm feeling pretty damn good right now. I throw together a salad, down another couple of beers while watching tv, and decide to call it a night. I'm out almost as soon as my head hits the pillow.
I wake with a gasp as I sit up quickly in my bed. I'm breathing heavy and feel a little disoriented in addition to being extremely turned on. My dream has me feeling confused and a little embarrassed. It felt so real, but I'm not sure why I was even dreaming about Natalie. We are out on the front sidewalk of my current reno property, just like we were last evening. Natalie and I are laughing and talking and she reaches out and puts her hand on my arm. Our conversation stops and I look into her eyes, they are green in my dream. I don't remember noticing her eyes during our conversation. Anyway, we look into each other's eyes and she leans in and kisses me. Her soft, full lips press into mine and I melt with desire. I feel her slide her tongue out and just as I part my lips to meet her tongue, I realize we are kissing outside where anyone can see. I panic and that's when I woke up. Really, dreaming of kissing a woman? I'm definitely not against being gay, because some of my very best friends are gay, but I've never had thoughts like this before. I was married for 8 years to a man for crying out loud! Of course he was a jealous asshole who thought I was fucking every contractor and tradesperson working at my houses, so he divorced me. So now I'm living alone in what used to be our home.
It's now one o'clock in the morning and I need to get back to sleep. I lay my head down on the pillow and close my eyes. I toss and turn but I can't get comfortable. I keep thinking of my dream of kissing Natalie. The wetness between my legs isn't helping matters much either. I try to shut everything out of my head for about twenty more minute but I've made no progress in finding sleep. Fuck it. I throw the covers off, reach over into my nightstand drawer and fumble around until I find it- my trusty but lately neglected dildo. Maybe the feeling of it spreading me apart a filling me up will help quell these crazy thoughts. I slide it into my wet, aching center and soon I'm moaning as a powerful orgasm rips through me. I toss my "lover" to the side and drift off to sleep.
I roll over and glance at the clock next to my bed. Fuck! It's 9:00 am! I'm usually up at 6! I feel great though. I must have really needed the sleep. I grab a quick shower to clean my intimate areas mainly and decide to head to the gym for a healthy workout. I stop for a coffee and a small breakfast, and drive to my local gym. As I pull into the parking lot, I spot it almost immediately- a bright red Ferrari. No fucking way. My heart starts beating a little bit harder and my mouth is dry. I park my car and try to focus on why I'm here. I grab my gym bag and head to the entrance. I'm walking up the sidewalk to the front doors when out walks the object of last nights dream. She looks just as beautiful as she did the night before. Tight white leggings and a white hoodie. Her hair is pulled back in a pony tail with a few strands framing her face. Her thighs look firm and thick and her ass is testing the stretch of her leggings.
"Allison! What a pleasant surprise!" she exclaims as she walks towards me.
When she reaches me, she holds out her arms for a hug. I know I shouldn't, but I can't help it. I give her a quick, friendly hug and notice that she smells exquisite.
"Natalie, good to see you!" I reply, hoping I don't act or sound awkward. "I didn't realize you came here? How have I never seen you before?" I question.
"I just moved here about a month ago", she informed me.
"It's a shame that I just finished. I'd have loved to work up a sweat with you," she stated.
I'm sure my pale cheeks were bright red now.
"Well, I'm sure we'll have other opportunities to get our blood pumping together," I carelessly replied.
Where in the hell did that come from? Did I just say that...out loud?! I thought to myself.
"Mmm, I hope so, beautiful Allison," Natalie countered, with a strange look in her eyes.
There it was again- "beautiful Allison." I didn't know what to say. I could only stare at her.
"It was a pleasure seeing you again, Allison. I do need to get going, unfortunately. Have a great workout and maybe our paths will cross again soon," she said with that same look in her eyes.
"Perhaps, Natalie. Perhaps." was all I could say
She walked away as I just stood there. I turned and watched as she walked away. She looked back and our eyes met. I watched her take a quick glance up and down my body, she bit her bottom lip, then she lowered her eyes and turned away. This was going to be a difficult workout.
I pounded out rep after rep and tried my best to forget about Natalie. I was mostly successful and ended up having a rather excellent session. I showered and changed. I had some errands to run, so I went about my day. I needed to purchase a few pieces for my latest renovation, I met with my realtor for lunch and we discussed a few more properties, I even took some time to do a little shopping for myself. It was a great day and that night I had no trouble falling asleep.
The same dream came to me that night. While it didn't jolt me awake as it had the previous night, it still had the same effect on me. I brought myself to another strong orgasm and slept like a baby the rest of the night.
It had been a little over a week since I ran into Natalie at the gym, and I hadn't seen her since. The dreams stopped and life was back to normal for the most part. Work on the house was almost done, just as Tony promised, but it was still a hectic time. My days were early and my nights were late. I had stayed late at the house with a crew of guys and gals almost every night. Tasks were being checked off left and right, and I was staging rooms as they were completed. Things were looking like we would be done on Thursday, so the Saturday open house deadline wouldn't be an issue. I was in such a great mood! I told the crew to quit early that afternoon and enjoy the gorgeous spring evening. A handful of the crew told me they were going for drinks and that I should join them. We settled on a time and location so I ran home to clean up before meeting them. Now, I don't date anyone that I work with, and it's only been an issue one time. These guys, and girls, know and respect that we've been working together for 8 years and have a strong bond. This was just a good time with good friends. I arrived at the bar around 8:00 pm and we grabbed a large table for the 10 of us and drank and laughed for the next few hours. After a while, people started leaving. I sat at the table with the few remaining of our group, and I decided I was going to finish this beer and head home myself.
"Boo" was whispered into my ear. The softness of her voice and the brush of her lips against my ear sent tingles right to my core. I knew exactly who it was by her scent and my heart instantly started beating fast and I could feel myself trembling with a mixture of excitement and nervousness.
