Early in the afternoon three days after Annie and Liz visited me, I called Sandy. She was simply overjoyed to get my call. I had expected her to be pleased, but I was not quite ready for the response I got.
"Oh, Becky, honey, I'm so glad you called. I think about you so much. I just can't wait to see you again. I've wanted to tell you that I love you, that I want to be with you. Please tell me you love me, too. Oh, please, let's get together soon, I just can't wait," she pleaded.
"Yes, Sandy, honey, I called to see when we might get together. I have several afternoons free this week, could you come to see me?"
"Oh, Becky, I can't wait. Can we get together today? I'm so excited, I want you. I want you soon. I live alone, you can come to my apartment if you think that would be better. Let's meet this afternoon, please."
"Oh, Sandy, baby, I love you, too. Please come to my house as fast as you can. Come right now. I'll be waiting for you. We can shower when you get here." I told her.
"Oh, Becky, I love you so much. I'm leaving now. I can't wait to see you. Bye," Sandy said hurriedly.
As I hung up the phone, I pondered the situation. Sandy had indeed decided that she was wildly in love with me. I hadn't thought much about it before, but an exclusively lesbian girl would probably fall in love as hard for another girl as other girls and boys fall for each other. I loved the relationship with Annie, Liz and especially Sandy, but I loved my husband very much, and didn't intend to jeopardize my family. I would have to make it clear to Sandy that I was going to go on loving my husband, regardless of our love for each other.
I immediately started setting out some glasses and checked to make sure what wine coolers were chilled. I laid out towels, wash cloths, and two very beautiful but thin and lacy bath robes. I got out two new dildos I had purchased through the mail, and washed them, just in case we decided they'd be nice, and put on a robe to await Sandy's arrival. I was really looking forward to seeing her, and was getting aroused as I thought of her.
I didn't have long to ponder, because Sandy had really hurried to get to my house. She rang my door bell less than 20 minutes after I talked to her. I went to the door, expecting her to be casually dressed, but didn't expect her to be wearing a coat, since the temperature outside was near 75 degrees. She had evidently just grabbed the coat and ran for her car. I hoped that my neighbors hadn't noticed. Later, when I learned what she had on underneath, I was glad that she was wearing the long coat!
"Hello, Sandy baby, please come in. I'm so glad you hurried, I could hardly wait," I said as I held the door open for her.
"Becky, oh, Becky, close the door, I just can't wait another second to have your arms around me. I'm so glad to see you, I want to kiss you, I want to hug you."
I did close the door quickly, took her face between my hands, and turned her head to the side and upward to give her a kiss. Her lips were soft and inviting as I parted them with my tongue. She responded by pushing her sweet, darting tongue in and out of my very receptive mouth. Our tongues engaged in a duel, trying to wrap around each other, to excite and tease, to capture and devour. Her arms were around my neck at first, but soon shifted downward until her hands were on my ass, massaging and squeezing and pulling our loins together. She was wiggling and rubbing herself all over my tits and belly and between my legs as I became very aroused.
I pressed a leg between hers, working it back and forth, rubbing her pussy through her coat and my robe. I interrupted the kiss, and began unbuttoning her coat. She untied my robe, parted it, and placed her hands on my ready tits. I winced as she began to massage them. I hurriedly got her coat unbuttoned and opened it to find her dressed only in a pair of panty-hose and shoes. When I saw those lovely and exotic tits that I had been longing to suck, I could not resist; I put a hand around a tit, squeezing to making the enormous nipple stand out as I bent over and put my mouth to it. I began kissing it and teasing it with my tongue. My free hand fingered and lightly pinched the other nipple. Her nipples and areolas swelled and hardened as I manipulated them.
"O-o-oh, I lo-o-o-ve that," Sandy cooed as she continued squeezing my tits and fondling my hard nipples and areolas.
"Oh, Sandy, baby, I didn't realize how much I missed you, how much I wanted to be with you. Let's go drink a toast to our love, then go take a shower. Let's hurry."
"No, no, I can't wait for a drink, let's get to the shower. I want to do things for you. I can't wait. Please, let's hurry, let's shower together. I want to bath you, I want to feel you all over, I want to make love to you."
"You're right Sandy, I want to hurry, too. I want to feel you, too, and make love to you," I said as I took her coat off and laid it on a chair near the door.
I led her to the bedroom and assisted her in removing her shoes and pantyhose. I laid my robe aside and took her in my arms for another erotic french kiss. I just couldn't get enough of her tongue. I started to suck it, and she rolled it into a pointed probe. I then rolled my tongue around hers, and her tongue fucked mine frantically. Finally, I broke from her, so aroused that my juices were running down my leg.
"Come, Sandy, the shower is the place for us right now. I want to give you something nice and fresh to eat!" I joked with her as I led her to the bath.
"Oh, me, too, Becky. I know I'd love tasting you just the way you are, but I want to be clean for you."
I adjusted the shower for the temperature I liked, and asked if it suited her. It did and we stepped into it and closed the door. I took the shower massage from its holder and sprayed Sandy as she turned around. I quickly put the sprayer back into its holder and turned it so that it did not shower us. I filled a hand with liquid soap and rubbed my hands together to form a little suds, then placed a hand under each of her tits and began massaging them.