Author's note:
Thanks to everyone for all their encouraging comments and encouragement. I will probably do one more part of this story. I am also working on more of Kim, but the going is slow.
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What a wonderful way to wake up in the morning. There was a warm. naked woman pressed against me and her hand was over my breast. She was on her side and my arm was under her head. "Good morning, girlfriend," Sydney greeted.
"Girlfriend? Not lover?" I replied.
"Had to get the 'girl' part in there, you know," she said chuckling.
"And good morning to you, girlfriend. Waking up with you this way is nice. I think I could easily get used to it."
"Me, too." She squeezed my breast.
"Have you been holding my breast all night?" I asked.
"Regretfully, no. Just for the last ten minutes since I woke up."
I turned enough that I could give Sydney a quick kiss on the lips. "Well I'm really enjoying it and hate to be the one to break contact, but we have a busy day today." I jumped out of bed and said, "Please stay where you are, Syd, I'll be right back." I rushed to the kitchen, filled a large pan with hot water, picked up a pair of scissors, went through the bathroom, and grabbed a large bath towel, a facecloth, my razor and a can of shaving cream. Back in the bedroom, I sat everything down, doubled the bath towel and laid it on the edge of the bed.
"What the heck are you doing, Rae?"
"Preparing to get rid of your muff. You said you wanted to shave it off."
"Now?"
"Can't think of a better time. Get your ass over this towel so we don't get the bed wet." She didn't hesitate. First, I trimmed the majority of her pubic hair with the scissors, placing the cut hair on the towel. Following that, I wet the facecloth in the pan of water, rung the excess water out and laid the damp cloth over her pubic area, to moisten the shortened hairs.
I received a nice moan from Sydney when I spread a liberal amount of lather over her. I think she liked the intimate contact when I started removing the stubble with my razor. I insured my fingers contacted her skin as much as possible. Finally, I removed the remaining streaks of lather with the warm facecloth. "You were right, Rae. That felt much better than if I had done it myself."
When I leaned down and kissed her smooth cunt, she said, "I'll give you all day to stop that, Raegan."
"Sorry, Sydney. We don't have time. We need to get some breakfast and get dressed so we aren't late for class. You can have the shower first. I'll start breakfast."
"Do you want scrambled eggs today?" I inquired.
"Sounds great."
I had the coffee brewing, toast made, and the eggs mixed when Sydney walked into the kitchen. "You look fab shaved, Syd. I like how your lips are prominently on display."
"To be truthful, I wasn't sure I'd like it. After seeing myself in the mirror, I really do. Thanks for the push this morning."
"Personally, I know I will like not getting hair in my mouth," I chuckled.
"Oh, so you think you will be spending more time between my legs, Raegan?"
"You had better believe it, Sydney. You are now a roommate with benefits."
While eating breakfast we discussed our class schedules and my work schedule. I had classes at 9, 10, 11, and 1 on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and none on Tuesday. Sydney had a 9, 10, and 1 Monday, Wednesday and Friday and a 9 and 1 Tuesday and Thursday. As previously mentioned, the latter classes were 1.5 hours long. My work schedule was 8-12 Tuesday and Thursday and 2-6 Wednesday and Friday.
We also discussed moving the rest of her clothes and personal items out of her room. "As I mentioned, Grace is not a morning person," Sydney said. "She will be in class from 1 to 4 today. My one o'clock is an elective art class. I took several art classes in high school and at the community college. It's really my hobby. My professor told me that I probably know more than she does, so I will skip today and go to my dorm room around one to pack. I should have everything ready by the time you finish your class. You can meet me there after the class and help me load everything into my car."
"Sounds like a plan, Syd. Did any of your CC classes transfer?"
"I took them a few years ago and hadn't thought about asking if they would transfer. I should check to see if they will fulfill the requirement for any other electives."
We finished breakfast, dressed, kissed, and walked to campus hand-in-hand. As soon as my one o'clock class was finished, I sent a text to let Sydney know I was on the way. She had her dorm room packed out and ready to move by the time I arrived. An hour later we had everything moved into the house. It took another half hour to get it all put away, albeit haphazardly. Some of her school things had to be temporarily stacked on the floor next to the fireplace. I said that I would check out a thrift store for a desk and possibly get some blocks and wood to make a bookshelf. Sydney initially said that she could continue to use the bar for a desk. I used the "my house, my rules" argument and she finally agreed while laughing. I said I would look Tuesday afternoon.
Sydney suggested a shower before we studied. It was our first shower together and was pure joy to wash one another using bare hands and body wash. If studying wasn't a priority, we probably would have spent some time on the bed making love afterwards. We both were able to withstand our basal desires and hit the books, naked of course since we were in the house.
About six thirty, Sydney announced that she was finished and suggested we order a pizza. Having about half an hour left of my studying, I agreed that it was a good idea. The timing was perfect. Sydney had pulled on her 'cover-up' dress (It was no longer considered mine), to open the door and pay for the pizza. She was still wearing it, and pouring sodas, when I walked out of my study. "Want to eat on the porch?" she asked.
"Great idea," I replied, pulling my dress out of the closet.
"Buttons open, just like yesterday, girlfriend," she ordered.
"Only if you join me." I was a little surprised when she immediately unbuttoned her dress.
For the second day in a row, I enjoyed an 'almost naked,' and 'almost exposing' myself experience while sitting on the front porch. I think the closeness of my girlfriend had a lot to do with my enjoyment. While waiting for the pizza delivery, Sydney had slipped a bottle of black polish and a fine point artist brush into her dress pocket. When we finished eating, she turned her rocker and asked me to face her. Then, like last night, she asked me to put my feet on the edge of her rocker. "You just want to look at my pussy again, Sydney," I remarked.
"Why not, girl. It's a wonderful view and I enjoy looking at it."
She pulled the brush and polish out of her pocket. "What do you plan on doing with that? You just painted my toenails last night. Besides, I'm not sure I want black toenails."
"Be patient, Raegan. I'm just adding some finishing touches." Soon, a beautiful letter S in calligraphy script was painted on each of my big toenails. She did it so the letters were readable when I looked down at my feet. She then painted the letter R on her own toenails so she could read them. My heart fluttered, just a little, at the significance of what she had just done.
"Are you up for a brandy, Sydney?"
"Absolutely." She disappeared into the house and returned with two snifters of my favorite drink. Our rockers were only an inch apart. I leaned my head against the back of mine, closed my eyes and enjoyed a feeling of complete contentment. We rocked, held hands, and sipped our brandy until dusk, without another word being exchanged.
Sydney was the one to finally break the silence. "I think it's time to go in, Rae. Do you have any class work you need to complete?"
"That depends on what you have in mind, Sydney. I do have some prep work for Wednesday, but I can put it off until tomorrow."
"Well, I mentioned there was another movie I wanted you to see. Are you up for it?"
"Another Lesbian movie?"
"Yes, it is about two lesbians, but I did say that it was a little heavier than the other two. I think you will enjoy it."
"I'm game." Sydney now knew how to set up the TV for internet access. I hung our dresses in the closet while, she got everything ready.
Sydney was truthful. It definitely was not a simple lesbian movie. I'll give you a brief synopsis and I'll use the names of the actresses to make it, and a later discussion, easier to follow. Sandy and Rosie were setting on a sofa (always seems to be a sofa) watching TV. They were fully dressed. Eventually the inescapable heavy kissing started. Hands massaged breasts and moved under skirts. Actually, only Sandy was wearing a skirt. Rosie was wearing jeans. Sandy got up and pulled Rosie to the bedroom, where the kissing and hand searching continued. They removed clothes until Sandy was fully naked and Rosie was naked above the waist. Sandy pushed Rosie down on her back and laid on top of her. Apparently, Sandy had hidden a pair of padded handcuffs under a pillow and with little resistance from Rosie, soon had Rosie's hands locked around a spindle at the top of the bed. Sandy removed the rest of Rosie's clothes, jumped off the bed, pulled ropes from under it and tied Rosie's ankles to the posts at the bottom of the bed. I'll let you imagine all the sexual acts that Sandy performed on Rosie by the time the movie ended. The important thing is what Sydney and I did while watching the movie.
We had been holding hands from the time the movie started, but about halfway through, I realized that Sydney's other hand had strayed to her pussy. Ok, my free hand was also on mine. Remember, we were both naked and the movie was hot. Also, this one had my attention because I had never watched a porn movie involving bondage. The movie and the actresses were of a much better quality than either of the other two movies. I heard Sydney moan when the scene involving bondage started. Realizing she must have been as captivated by that scene as I was, I glanced over to see her fingers increase their speed. I immediately released the hand that I was holding, reached over, pulled her hand away from her pussy and replaced it with mine. "Ummm, I like that," she commented as she slipped her free hand under mine, and against my pussy. So, we slowly stroked one another while watching the torrid scene unfolding. At this point I think we both understood that it wasn't necessary to hurry things. We turned to glance at one other, leaned in and kissed. With my free hand I reached behind Sydney's head and pulled her head tightly to mine. Lips locked together, our kiss intensified. My tongue slipped through her lips and explored the inside of her mouth then mingled with her tongue. Somehow, we missed the movie's climax (no pun intended).
