This is part 2 of this series. It will only make sense if you have read part 1 first. Otherwise, you won't know who any of the characters are...
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What was it about Aly? Why did I respond to her like I did? How on Earth did she put me under a sexual spell, fill me with a such a delicious carnal yearning, make me shiver just at the sight of her? I had no idea. It was a completely new and unprecedented feeling for me. Until she came along, I didn't really know what desire was, but now I suddenly knew what that word meant. A burning that took over my whole being.
The fact that the person who engendered this astonishing fervour in me was another woman was a shock that I hadn't really fully assimilated yet. Of course, I'd admired other women before, maybe even thought they were sexy, but I'd never had a primal, sexual response like this to anyone, not even the men I'd been to bed with. It explained a lot, but how I'd reached the age of 29 without this primal urge ever manifesting itself was a mystery. It was as if my biological self had been waiting all these years for Aly to come along.
That day, when she came for her 4:30pm physio appointment I got scared. She was a patient and I was in danger of some serious professional misconduct. Oh, how I yearned to misbehave with her!
I was in a turmoil, wrestling with a monster that was way too strong for me. And I knew it was too strong. That's why I suddenly put the brakes on and drove a bit of a wedge between us in the clinic that day. She was not stupid though; she must've realised what was happening, and after her treatment she simply walked out to her car and waited for me. She knew our relationship could only develop further outside the work scenario.
'Hello beautiful. Can I take you for a drink?' Those words made me dizzy. My legs went weak, but that didn't stop me jumping straight into the passenger seat of her car with an alacrity that I think surprised even her. We drove to the King's Shilling, a big old-fashioned pub nearby and we both kept looking at each other with big silly grins on our faces as we drove there. I had to remind her to watch the road as she almost missed a red light at one point. This really was becoming a 'dangerous liaison.'
When we got to the pub, we sat in a corner and just talked and talked. I'm a very open person. I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve a little too much and just poured it all out to her; the string of failed boyfriends, the fact that I didn't know I was gay until a few weeks ago, and the way she made me feel. Everything apart from the Showcase and the fact I'd got myself off, more than once, while thinking about her. I wasn't sure how she'd react to those things and I didn't want to risk it.
She listened, with smiles, nods, and an occasional blush, and when I finally realised I might be oversharing and stopped my feverish but heartfelt babbling, she finally spoke.
'That's quite a story Shona, and I'm very flattered. To be honest, I knew you were hot for me almost as soon as you started treating me. Something about the way you looked at me, or sometimes avoided looking at me, and the slight tremor in your hands and your voice when you were massaging my legs.
I've been gay since college... well, originally thought I was bi, but now I'm 100% lesbian... and I thought you were cute right from when I first laid eyes on you. It was quite a thrill to realise you were obviously getting turned on by me. The skimpy track knickers and the strip today, were deliberate of course. My not very subtle seduction techniques.'
'Oh God, I love those knickers.' I said. 'The way they show off those oh so toned legs of yours. I even started watching women's athletics on the telly, just as a reminder of them.'
She grinned and said 'Well, you can see much more of them if you want...' I looked askance at her. '...why not come to my next track meeting?' Then she burst out laughing because she knew perfectly well where my mind had gone, and it certainly wasn't to a track meeting.
'Oo, er. I'd actually like that, but I'd also love to see more of them - and you - than just that. '
'Easily arranged, and I'd love to see you in something sexier too, like nothing at all. I mean, I can tell there's a great body hiding under all that bagginess.'
I looked down at my after work sweat shirt and loose-fitting trousers. Definitely not my best look. 'Also easily arranged,' I said, 'You just need to ask for a second date.'
'Au contraire, mon cheri,' she smirked, 'I asked you on this one, so it's your turn next.'
The chances of me not wanting to see her again were less than zero but I pretended to play it cool. 'I'll have to think about that then,' I said, giving her my best coy look.
She harrumphed with mock disapproval. 'Well, don't think too long, I've got babes queuing around the block for a piece of this,' she said, and she got up and went to the bar for another round of drinks.
I watched her, leaning on the bar, with one foot kicked up on the toe of her shoe, swaying her bum slightly in her beautifully fitted jeans, smiling with those dimples and wowing the barman. She was wonderfully slender yet shapely and I could feel my heart rate rising as I looked at her, with a sudden spike when she flashed me a smile all of my own.
She returned with drinks and I said 'I've thought about it. Can I have a second date?'
She laughed, then said 'Steady on, we haven't finished this one yet, and I'm quite enjoying it. The night is still young. There's lots we can still do.'
My boldness returned with a rush. 'Your place or mine?'
'Oo, saucy. Your knickers really are on fire, aren't they?'
'They certainly would be, if they weren't so feckin damp.'
She shot me a sudden, serious, meaningful look and lowered her voice. Oohh, don't tease me, Shona. I love a wet woman' and she gave an exaggerated shiver.
'Getting wetter as we speak' I said, licking my lips and giving her the most lascivious look I could muster.
'Oh God, stop it Shona' she said, crossing her legs.
This was thrilling! I had her hooked now. The tables were almost turned and I made a mental note; she had a weakness for a wet pussy, and I could definitely indulge that particular weakness.
I pressed home my sudden advantage: 'How far is your place, Aly?'
'Ten minutes.' She already had her car keys in her hand. 'Come on.'
We walked out, leaving half full glasses on the table, and headed to Aly's car. As soon as I closed the passenger door, she pulled me to her for a kiss. The kiss I'd dreamed of. The kiss I'd had more than one orgasm thinking about over the preceding few weeks. I threw my body and soul into it. I wanted to make it even better than that kiss with Clo, which was so scintillating. I wanted this to be the best kiss ever, and I threw my arm around her neck so she couldn't escape. She half rolled towards me and I pulled her down to me until we were squeezed in the corner between the passenger seat and the door.
She matched my fervour, bearing down on me so my head was pressed against the window, and swirling her tongue against mine, as I ran my hand down her body, feeling those gorgeous athletic contours through her clothes. Her hand came up between my legs, feeling my crotch, and her fingers teased me through the damp fabric.
Even here, in the front seat of a car, in a pub car park, this kiss was better than my dreams. I wanted it to go on and on and on., but it had to end. Eventually, Aly slowed and eased the intensity of the kiss and I came up slowly from my state of rapture. She pulled back and looked deep into my eyes and she brushed my cheek with her hand, saying 'Oh Shona....' Then she rolled back into her seat and started the engine.
We sped out of town to her suburban house, Aly hustling the car along with real urgency, and far too fast. My vivid imagination pictured the police stopping us and the copper saying 'Where's the fire ladies?' and us both responding in unison 'Between my fucking legs!'
I was buzzing from head to toe. Almost delirious with excitement as we ripped through the streets, and I could hardly keep my hands away from my yearning pussy, which was literally oozing with desire.
When we arrived on her driveway, I was shivering. My teeth almost chattering. It was weird; the interior of the car was not cold - in fact it was rather steamy - yet here I was, trembling as if I was freezing. It was obviously a symptom of my arousal and sexual anticipation. A strange and unfamiliar symptom. Never had I encountered such fervour. How could I be so lesbian and not know it for so many years?
I followed her into the house and we immediately began tearing of our clothes and discarding them all the way to the bedroom. When we got there, I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her hard against me for a kiss, revelling in the feel of her gorgeous, lithe, naked body against mine. She's a few inches taller than me and my rather large breasts fitted perfectly under her small pert ones. My head was thrown back, abandoned to her as she bent forward to kiss me again and again and we fell onto the bed, writhing in our passion.
I thrust my pelvis against her, grinding my sex against her luscious, lissome thigh and she pushed back against me, smearing my juice across her skin and easing my legs apart. Her leg rubbed exquisitely against my pussy lips as I slithered down slightly to suck her beautiful little nipples, which were so hard and scrumptiously scrumpled with arousal.
Her tits were amazingly firm and pert, even when she was lying down. In fact, I think the only reason she needed a bra was to help disguise her nipple bumps. They were nothing like Clo's, or mine for that matter. My nipples do get prominent when I'm aroused, but they are much softer and less 'rude'. It was heavenly, sucking on Aly's gorgeous little buds, and she was enjoying it too, judging by the moaning she was doing, and the occasional kisses on the top of my head. This was nothing like sex with a man, and I absolutely loved it.
I had a yearning to eat her pussy now, and I slid down between her legs, which she spread invitingly for me. Her left thigh glistened with my juice and I ran my tongue across it, lapping up my flavour, then kissed my way up to the tendon I had so often salivated over on my massage table and sucked it. Her blonde pubes were almost tickling my cheek as I savoured the experience of finally getting my lips on her gorgeous legs.
