"Well, good luck, kiddo, let me know how it works out for you," Trish said as she hugged her neighbor, friend, and lover goodbye.
Ellie had stopped in at Trish's Place, for a quick after-work drink before going home to get ready for what she'd hoped would be a fun evening with Pauli, the gal from work that she had been obsessing about for a couple of weeks.
After that weekend of marathon sex with Trish and her young coed lover, Jil, Ellie had no doubts about her new found love of sex with women. Pauli worked with a firm that shared the tenth floor of the building, along with Ellie's firm, and they often rode the elevator together in the mornings, also seeing each other at lunch, though at different tables. Since discovering girl-girl sex, thanks to Trish, Ellie found herself paying more attention to other women, ignoring random attempts by guys to hit on her since she had moved to Denver.
Pauline, or Pauli as Ellie found that she preferred to be called, was one of those women that, well, that flipped on a switch inside of Ellie whenever Ellie saw her. She was a bit taller than Ellie, appeared to have nice boobs, like Ellie, and wore her red hair short, almost butch-like. Ellie was sure that the 'vibes' she felt around Pauli were nothing more than pure lust on her part. Still, Ellie rationalized, nothing ventured, nothing gained. Since that weekend with Trish and Jil, Ellie stormed her brain trying to come up with ways to approach Pauli, the end-game for Ellie, of course, being to seduce this woman that captivated Ellie's attention.
Fate works in mysterious ways sometimes, folks...
The ground floor of Ellie's office building housed a cafeteria-styled eatery that stayed busy from the worker bees that worked in the building. On one such busy day, Ellie had found a small two-top and had just sat down when she saw Pauli, standing, tray in hand, looking for a seat. Waving to her, Ellie caught her eye and with a head-nod to the empty chair, indicated to Pauli that she could sit with her.
"Crazy busy, as usual," Ellie said as Pauli set her tray on the table.
"Yes, it is," Pauli replied, "I was beginning to think that I'd have to eat standing up," laughing a bit.
"Can't have that," Ellie said, "Hi, I'm Ellie; I've noticed you for the past few months in the elevator and all, so I almost feel like we know each other," saying it with a smile.
"Hi, Ellie, I'm Pauline but, please, I prefer to be called Pauli," came the reply.
They talked as they ate, the sort of banal chit-chat that people make when just meeting another. Pauli confirmed that she, too, had noticed Ellie over the past few months. She went on to explain that she was new to this branch of her firm, having moved to Denver, as it turned out, only a couple of weeks before Ellie. She was married but her husband was on a project at the South Pole. He was a microbiologist, worked for the Federal Government and was chosen to be part of an elite team that was searching for, well, she admitted, she wasn't really sure what.
"A lot of his work is classified and he doesn't, or can't, really talk about it," Pauli went on to explain.
Ellie gave Pauli a 'quick-pic' of her life since her divorce and move to Denver, leaving out, of course, her discovery of girl-girl sex. No, thought Ellie, no sense in scaring this little cutie away too soon.
Over the next couple of weeks, Pauli and Ellie managed to have lunch together almost every day, and even did a couple of shopping excursions, the both of them getting acquainted with both Denver and each other. Toss in a couple of movies and you had the beginning of a new friendship and, with that, the sharing of more personal and intimate facets of their personalities. Ellie talked about the cheating that her husband did that resulted in the divorce; Pauli talked about the lonliness she felt in a new city, of life without her husband, and of how she was thrilled to have found a kindred spirit in Ellie.
"I had a dorm-mate for a couple of years in college that you remind me of," Pauli shared one day as they lunched, "'course, she was a bit of wild child when we were in school, but then, so was I," laughing after she had said it.
"Yeah, I had my moments as well," chuckled Ellie, "kinda' miss those days, ya' know? Going out, partying, getting hammered, regretting it but doing it again, ya' know?"
"Oooh yeah, I do know," Pauli replied with a small shake of her head, "I'm long overdue for a party and getting seriously fucked up, excuse my French," laughing when she said it.
Seeing a golden opportunity in front of her, Ellie seized the moment.
"Let's do it!" Ellie said, suddenly.
"What? Do what?," Pauli replied, her face screwed up in confusion for a moment and then, getting it, she said, "Ooh, you mean, let's get seriously fucked up?".
"Yeah, exactly; Come over to my place Friday night, I'll whip up something for us to eat and, hell, plan on spending the night so you don't have to worry about getting a DUI or something worse," Ellie tossed out onto the table.
"Huh!" Pauli said, her face clearly showing that she was weighing the offer and the suggestion.
"What's your alcoholic poison of choice," Ellie asked, almost as if it was already a done deal.
"Wine for a mild buzz; Bacardi 151 and Coke if I want a world-class hangover the next morning," Pauli replied, almost as it was already a done deal.
"Any other vices I should plan for?," Ellie asked, her eyebrows raised in question.
"Well, I wouldn't turn down an opportunity to take a toke or two," Pauli replied, her eyebrows raised in question, as well.
Smiling, Ellie leaned across the table, Pauli following suit, and said in a low voice, "Oh, girl, have I got this covered," winking afterwards.
"Were you serious with the offer to sleep it off at your place?" Pauli asked as they rose to leave the table.
"Oh yeah, it's absolutely the smartest and, safest thing to do," Ellie confirmed for Pauli.
Riding the elevator to their floor, as they parted to go to their separate offices, Pauli said, with a smile, "It's a date, then." her hand raised in a friendly farewell wave.
Oh yes, yes it is, thought Ellie as she opened the door to enter her workplace, the smile broad across her face.
Ellie rushed home after leaving Trish's Place, starting her small bit of prep work for the dinner that she had planned for the two of them, finishing with a small glass of wine before showering. Checking her stash(she started using Trish's supplier, Bobbye, for herself) and finding enough already cleaned for the night's activity, she went upstairs to shower and get ready for her 'date'.
Letting the hot water run over her nakedness, she slowly soaped herself, her mind thinking about what lay ahead, hoping that it would go like she'd like it to. Resisting the strong urge to masturbate as she thought about Pauli, she quickly finished, drying herself, then walking to her closet. Ellie chose a simple skirt, one that complimented her ass and a soft, cashmier sweater, one with a deep v-neck, one that would show her cleavage to her advantage.
Simply put, had she been dressing for a date with a man, her choice of clothes would have screamed, "Fuck me, long and hard, Fuck ME!"
Hearing Pauli's car in her driveway, Ellie rushed downstairs in time to walk outside to greet Pauli. Hugging each other, Pauli then grabbed a small overnight bag, both of them looking to the ominous storm clouds that promised snow that night.
"Looks like we might get a blow," Ellie commented as she opened the door for Pauli to enter.
"Yeah, yeah it does," Pauli agreed, "Probably even a better idea, now, to stay over."
Neither cared to mix liquors but agreed that having one glass of wine before dinner wouldn't interfere with the 151 and Coke, later.
The meal was incredibly simple to fix and on the light side, Ellie not wanting either of them to be too full to do anything else, should it come to that. Oh damn, I sure hope it comes to that, Ellie thought to herself.
Dishes quickly rinsed, Pauli volunteered to mix them both a 151 cocktail, complete with the limes, while Ellie tended to the dishwasher and final wipedown of her kitchen.
Cocktails in hand, they moved to the den where Ellie had already had her gas logs burning, and soft Jazz in the background. Indicating to Pauli that they were going to sit on the couch, facing the fireplace, Ellie retrieved her stash box, placing it on the coffee table for use, later.
Sitting down on the couch, a bit closer than she really needed to be, Ellie raised her glass, clinked it against Pauli's, saying, "To us, wild and free...at least, for tonight anyway," laughing afterwards, Pauli nodding her head in agreement.
They drank their drinks, perhaps a 'wee' bit faster than normally, but soon enough, they both needed refills. Getting up, they walked towards the kitchen area to fix a couple of more, the strong rum mixture making its presence known within the first few steps.
"Wow, that shit is strong," Ellie said, giggling a bit.
"Oh yeah, an expressway to a strong buzz," Pauli agreed.
Looking out of the rear window to the back yard, there was at least eight inches of freshly-fallen snow on the ground with no sign of letting up. The ambient light from the streetlamps painted a Currier & Ives scene, though.
"Pretty," Pauli said, a bit wistfully, "but a good night to be inside."
