It was a lovely, warm, sunny day in August, and my friends from college - Kerri, Catie, and Randi - had all come to visit me. My husband had to be at work until late that evening, so it was a fun girly afternoon of sitting around the living room talking and reminiscing. All of a sudden my cell phone rang, and I ran off to the bedroom to answer it. It was Raven.
Raven and her husband were friends of my husband that I had not met until the year before when I attended their wedding. However, since that time, I had gotten to know her. See, Raven is bisexual, and her husband had given her permission to have a girlfriend. My husband, fiancΓ© at that time, knew that I liked women, and would like to try sexual things with a woman, but didn't know anyone to try stuff with, so he had asked Raven to come meet me and see if anything could happen.
Well, things did happen, and Raven and I hit it off really well that day...ending in much pleasure for the both of us...but that is another story. Since that day we had only gotten together two other times - once in a big group setting so nothing happened, and one other steamy time.
Raven was lovely. Average height, long dark hair, big beautiful breasts, and the most amazing eyes I have ever seen. Just looking in her eyes made me want her. I was always so glad when she took off her glasses.
My husband had long previously given me standing permission to do sexual things with Raven, and, jokingly, any of my college friends. See, none of my college friends had shown any interest at all in being with another woman. In fact, it seemed that most of them had rather looked down upon such activities. I had no idea that this permission would ever be needed.
That was, until this day. As I said, when I picked up the phone, Raven was on the other end.
"Hi, what's up?" I asked her.
"Oh, not much, just driving to your city." See, Raven and her husband lived in the same state as us, but about two and a half hours south.
"What? Why?" I enquired.
"Well, the husband had a meeting of some sort to attend up there, an all day sort of thing, and I begged him to take me along so that I could hang out with you," she answered me.
I was shocked, and groaned inwardly at the rotten timing. I had longed for another opportunity to be with her, but this just didn't seem like it would be the right time. "My friends are here today, just hanging out, so you can come on over if you want, as long as you promise to be good."
My friends had no idea that I had ever done anything sexual with a woman. In fact, they had no idea that I was even interested in that sort of thing. I really didn't want them to find out, either, as I wasn't really ready for that conversation with them.
"Ok, I'll be good, I promise," she said, with a wink in her voice. "I won't enjoy being good, I would much rather be bad, but I promise."
I went downstairs and told my friends that a friend of mine was coming, and waited for the knock on the door. It came about fifteen minutes later, and I introduced Raven to all of my friends.
The entire group seemed to get along well, and the conversation started flowing freely. I was sitting beside Raven, and I couldn't help but occasionally glance at her lips, wishing I could kiss her, even just once today. From the way she kept looking at me, I was pretty sure that she was thinking the same thing.
I said something funny at one point, and as Raven laughed her hand landed on my upper thigh, and didn't move away quite immediately. I couldn't gauge my friends' reactions, but I knew that I wanted to feel more of her touch.
I was getting hornier by the minute, and knew that at some point soon I was probably going to say or do something stupid. I knew I just had to kiss Raven, so I told her I had to show her one of my husband's new posters up in the bedroom.
She followed me up the stairs, into the bedroom, where we immediately began to kiss. Our hands roamed their way around each other's bodies as we kissed passionately and furiously. I didn't want to stop, but I knew that soon we would have to go back downstairs.
Just then, I heard a gasp outside the bedroom door. Raven and I broke our embrace as I turned to see who it was. Standing outside the doorway, with a very shocked look on her face, was Kerri. She was blushing furiously, and her mouth was hanging wide open.
"I...I was just going to the um, uh, the bathroom, um, I am sorry," she stuttered as she hurriedly went off to the bathroom. Raven and I kissed one last time and made our way back downstairs, hoping Kerri would not say anything to the rest of the group.
Maybe I should tell you a bit about my friends. Randi had been my roommate during our college days. She was short, even shorter than me, and had medium blonde hair and brown eyes. She was thin, with small perky breasts and a nice round bottom.
Kerri was a year younger than the rest of us. She was tall and thin, with long brown hair and a captivating smile. Her breasts were also small, but still nice, and her figure was quite proportional and lovely to look at.
Catie was a good friend I had met because of my major, and she lived next door to Randi and I. She was average height and average build, with larger breasts than Kerri or Randi, but still smaller than mine. She had light brown hair, and the biggest brown puppy-dog eyes you have ever seen.
So those are my friends. Raven and I returned to the group and resumed conversation, and shortly after, Kerri returned. She looked a bit flustered, but did not say anything to the rest of the group.
We began playing a game where one person asks a question about just about anything, and everyone goes in a circle and answers it, including the asker. We had gone a few rounds when Raven decided to ask the question I had long wondered about these friends.
"Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be with a woman, sexually?" she asked. I heard the audible gasp from my friends, and hoped that asking that was a wise decision.
Because I was sitting beside her, I had to answer first. I really wasn't sure if I wanted to disclose this sort of information to this group of friends, but I hoped that if I were honest, the rest of the group would be also, so I braced myself, and gave the honest response.