The Jail Guard Gets Her Turn. Part 9.
My New Apartment!
I rented a three-bedroom apartment for myself and THE KIDS so we are all well taken care of, needs met and could be in a healthy happy home. The only thing that was missing was the new love of my life. The EX has already moved in to his new girlfriend's place some time ago, with some of the items from our house and was moving forward with his life. As was I! (Problem solved).
I had to wait about two weeks to move in as the building manager and hired contractors were completing some updating and fitting the place to my needs, but every day I would go over and check on the place to ensure things were moving forward. One Sunday, Debbie wanted to go with me to see my new place and to see where I was going to be living.
We drove over and walked into my new apartment. I gave her the grand tour and was explaining to her where everything I had, new or old, was going to be situated. There were a few kitchen counter chairs left behind, as to sit at the kitchen counter overhang, so we sat there talking and having lunch we picked up along the way. I was so nervous that she was there with me, but having her there with me in my new place was exhilarating.
Sitting there with her, enjoying our conversation, getting to know each other better and falling even more in love with her, had made me realize it was time for me to come out. I had to stop hiding the fact that I was in love with a woman and start living the way I felt I needed to. I wasn't ashamed of it. I wasn't going to hide in fear. I wanted everyone, including my family and friends to realize that I was in love with her and I was planning on moving forward.
As those feelings and thoughts came over me; like fear, anxiousness and the possible repercussions, also came with the release of tension, the acceptance of who I was and where I wanted to be; and who I was in love with! After lunch, Debbie and I stood up and were holding hands just staring out of my balcony window, in this quiet of this empty apartment. I realized then I needed her with me. I needed her to be in my life permanently and to be part of this next chapter.
"I have a question for you." I spoke out.
"Yes." She replied.
With a frog in my throat coupled with the nervousness of asking I gently turned to her grasping her other hand. We stood looking at each other eye to eye when I said, "I have been thinking about this for a while now. I want you to move in here with me."
"What?" She choked out.
"After I get settled in and come out to everyone." I spoke. "I want you to get to know all of my family and special people in my life and once everyone knows, I want you to move in with me. Live with me. Be a part of my life."
Debbie's eyes started to water and as her grip on my hands tightened as she stumbled getting her words out. "Yes. Yes, I would love that."
I pulled Debbie into my body and we held each other tightly and I felt her start to weep tears of joy. My heart was racing and I was scared, but I knew this was right.
"Are you sure you're ready to come out." She whispered over my shoulder during our long warm hug. "You're just getting out of your marriage. Moving the kids to new place. Starting life over. Are you sure you're ready?"
"Yes sweetie, I have to." Was my reply. "We can't continue being together, if no one knows. I don't want you only here when the kids are at their dads. I want you here all the time. I am in love with you and I can't fight it, or hide it. You're who I want to be with."
"Unless you don't want to." I furthered.
"No, Carly. I absolutely want to. I love you and I want us together. I am just surprised you asked me that so quickly" She replied. "I want to be with you forever Carly, I just want too male sure, we're ready for this."
I still wasn't sure at that point if I actually was a lesbian. Days upon days of pondering, overstressing and millions of thoughts about this had crossed my mind. Was it just her, considering I have never even touched a woman before? Was it the divorce and having someone in my life to lean on, to talk too, to have sex with? Was I Bi-Sexual and just finally realizing it? All I knew was, I was in love with her and I knew I wanted to have her around and in my life.
Debbie pulled away from our hug, grasping my hand again as she was wiping the tears from her eyes when she said, "I am glad you asked, because I actually have a question for you."
"You do?" I inquired.
Debbie pulled her hand from mine and walked towards her purse which was sitting on the kitchen counter. I could tell she was still wiping tears away and trying to compose herself as she was digging through her purse.
"Close your eyes." She said to me.
"Okay." I replied as I stood there with my eyes closed.
I stood there in silence waiting for her big surprise, but had no idea what she was doing. I felt Debbie grab my left hand in hers and when she was ready, she said to me. "Okay open them."
Debbie was standing in front of me, holding my hand up. I could feel her hands shaking as she looked me deeply in the eyes.
"Carly, I am absolutely in love with you and you asking me to move in with you has made me realize that we need to move forward together. Debbie held my hand upwards a bit more, pulling her fingers from mine and with her right hand she slid a beautiful platinum band onto my left ring finger. My heart leapt. I knew what this meant even before she could spit the words out.
"Carly Jenkins. Will you marry me?"
"Yes!" I exclaimed in a loud, un-delayed voice. "Yes."
I broke into tears, as did Debbie. She placed a soft wet kiss on my lips. Her body trembling as our mouths touched. Her hands letting go of my hand and wrapping her arms around me. I was crying as hard as she was as we embraced in a long hug.
"Thank you." She muddled out, as she held me even tighter. "I love you."
"I love you too, Debbie." I whispered over her shoulder. "Yes, I'll marry you."
Debbie pulled from our hug again as I got a good look at the ring she just slid onto my finger. My fingers were trembling as I stared at it. It was beautiful, as was she. I tried holding held back my tears knowing everything we'd done, the time we had spent together, the sneaking around while she was at the half-way house, the passionate sex, the unbridled lust, the lesbian love both of us were longing for, was all culminating in this moment.
I was out of my marriage and getting my own place. I wanted her there with me and now I was going to marry the woman I had fallen in love with. I didn't care who knew. I didn't care who judged me, I didn't care a bit! I was coming out! I was going to be happy and I was going to spend my life with her.
Debbie starred deeply into my eyes. We both grasped hands again, as if in a romantic movie, just looking at each other, standing in awe of each other; and at this moment I knew. I was in love with her! I was in love with a woman! As fearful as it was going to be, I was coming out. I was going to be a lesbian. I was going to be free. I was going to eat pussy for the rest of my life. And as nerve racking as it was. I wanted it! Especially knowing that she just asked me to marry her; and I said YES, after I asked her to move in with me, was more than a perfect addition to a wonderful day.
I leaned in gently to kiss her trembling lips. Her tears still gently flowing from her eyes, running down her cheek to her lips, which made her lips taste salty. I wanted her like never before. I wanted to be inside of her. I wanted to be wrapped in the warmth of her body. I wanted to make her cum so many times, she couldn't walk right. I wanted every bit of this love. And now I was going to have it forever.
I kissed her deeply as our tongues swirled around each other's mouths. My hands started pulling at her shirt, which was tucked in her jeans, sliding it out. I pulled it over her head, as she stood and smiled at me. My lust for her had quadrupled in the moments since we asked our questions, since we've been seeing each other more; and now knowing I was going to be her wife, made this even more sensual.
Debbie and I kissed deeply and lovingly like never before. The sense of knowing this is my new place, but was also going to be hers was incredible. I was in love with a woman and I wasn't looking back. I unhooked Debbie's bra, which slid down her chest. She pulled her arms through the loop holes letting it fall to the floor. I pressed her body up against mine as we made out deeper and hotter than ever before. Debbie was fumbling trying to get my shirt off. So, in a heated passionate moment, I ripped the shirt over my head, as her hands reached around my back unhooking my bar.
After it fell, we pressed our tits up against each other, pushing our nipples together with our hands guiding our tits into the right place. My pussy was throbbing and my asshole was wide open looking to be filed.
I pulled from our kiss and starred deeply into her eyes. Our hands rubbed and touched each other's back, arms and breasts as my lips kissed up and down her cheeks, her neck and her collar bone. Both of our moans and groans, coupled with the sound of smacking lips made the moment even hotter. "I love you." She whispered out as her hands were fumbling with my jeans zipper.
Debbie got my zipper open and slid her hand down into my pants over my panties. Her touch sent shivers down my spine, as her hand rubbed up and down over me. I started pulling at her belt, finally getting it open. Her mouth dipped downwards wrapping her entire mouth over my left nipple. Her sucking my tit, only increased my lust, driving me crazy. Debbie pulled her hand from inside my pants and started pushing my jeans down. I assisted her by pushing them down as well, kicking them off of my legs. As I was fumbling with the leg holes, Debbie pulled her own jeans down.
When we both finished getting our pants off, we started to kneel down in a heated kiss and embrace. We laid down on the soft warm carper of the front room, just adjacent to the sliding door for the patio. I slid my panties down as Debbie was sliding hers off. My body came to rest just on top of hers and off to the right, we kissed deeply as our naked bodies touched and my hand slid down to her pussy. I felt how hot and wet she had already become as my fingers glided up and down her soft sexy slit.
