Chapter 4 - Part 2
Jen and Nanci were laying next to each other on the bed laughing.
Suddenly Nanci reached over, and without warning kissed Jen softly on the lips. Her face was still so close to Jen's, and she could feel her breath on her cheek. Jen was left speechless, not knowing what to say. She felt at peace, thinking that Nanci was rapidly becoming her best friend...almost like a sister. A very incestuous sister that is!
Without realizing what she was doing, Jen reached up and brought her face closer, kissing her back. The kiss was as soft as the one that she was given that fateful evening at work, but then it became more demanding. Nanci kissed her back, harder this time...with more force behind it. Jen had many things swirling through her head. She could not tell for sure what was going on, she only knew that she liked it. It felt so wrong, but so right....so good.
Jen couldn't help but think that she should stop all of this going on, but didn't really want to.
- I mean, what people would think. We are coworkers and girls!... - She thought to herself
Soon her worries left her. She didn't care what other people thought. Never knew that she was capable of such things...not until that night...until this moment. Nanci pressed her body on top of Jen's and began running her hands all over her body. Her long sleek fingers made their way under her shirt and worked their way underneath her bra.
Jen's body twitched and trembled under her touch, sending electric shocks up and down her spine.
Soon, they were removing each other's clothing. Nanci kissed her harder and harder with each piece of fabric that was removed from their young and trembling bodies. They stared at each other's bare bodies, unsure of what was next to come. Looked into each other's eyes, but could speak no words.
Nanci smiled lovingly at Jen, and she returned the smile. Then both laughed nervously, and reached for one another as they returned their naked bodies to a lying position on the bed. They lay there motionless, not moving, not speaking, and barely breathing.
She stood and walked toward her bedroom door. At first Jen thought that she may leave, and she could feel her face growing red, feeling the warmth of embarrassment creeping up her entire body. But instead Nanci locked the door, it felt strange as she had said there was no one at home, or there would be anyone arriving that night.
Nanci walked toward Jen, and she could also see the warm red glow in her face. Both of them were trembling, both nervous as hell. Never before had Jen felt like anything like this, though she had thought and fantasized about it many times. Never would she speak of such a thing to any of her friends though, fearing what they may of thought of her. She could only hope Nanci had at some time been in the same situation as her.
Nanci returned to the bed, this time laying on her side and facing Jen. Once again they did not speak, the looks that they gave to each other seem to say it all. She reached in and kissed Jen again, and she returned the kiss. Nanci's tongue explored Jen's mouth, sending chills over her body. Her hands again reached and caressed Jen's breast, nipping her nipples slightly in-between the fingers. She moaned softly, the sound trapped inside of her clenched mouth.
She worked her hands down across Jen's breast and across her stomach, then reaching down a little further she began to tease slightly with her fingers, making her whole body shake and tremble with anticipation. Nanci stopped the teasing and began to trust her fingers inside of her.