They had had those two nights together, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to see each other, let alone spend "quality" time together.
That first night had been a revelation for Victoria. The night her daughters hot young lesbian teacher, Ruby Ross, had seduced her on the sofa in the teachers common room. Late at night, after parent/teacher interviews.
That night she had experienced lesbian sex for the first time. It still seemed like a surreal dream that had never happened. She had gone to school that night as a straight, middle aged housewife. She had gone home with a wet but completely spent pussy, her lesbian virginity taken by rubys experienced tongue. A tongue that had easily coaxed multiple orgasms from her swollen clit.
She couldn't explain how it had happened or why she hadn't resisted Ruby's advances. Actually, she knew the answer to that one. Ruby was hot. And after so many hours binge watching OITNB and wentworth, her lesbian cravings had already been somewhat awakened.
All it really needed to act them out was a catalyst, and that catalyst proved to be Ruby Ross.
Ruby Ross, with her hot young body, her tattoos, her beautiful face and her short hair shaved on one side. Who had sat her down on that sofa that night and sweet talked her out of her panties. Who had spread her legs so brazenly, so confident in her own sexual prowess, then proceeded to demonstrate that prowess on her swollen clit and soaking pussy.
She had been turned that night.
Then a period of prolonged absence that had her yearning for more. The emotional connection they had shared through back and forth letters, learning more about each other, deepening the attraction.
Then their second night of love making. When Ruby had taken her back to her apartment on the back of her motor bike. When the throbbing of that motor bike had elicited a drenching orgasm from her needy clit. The prelude to many more she was to have in Rubys bed later that night.
But she was married, with a husband and family at home. She had a secret she could never tell.
She knew she should put an end to it. She had had her fun, her lesbian curiosity had been sated. She should just forgot about it and go back to life as it was before.
But she also knew that was impossible. She couldn't stop thinking about Ruby and those two nights. The way she had so easily brought her to multiple orgasms. Orgasms that flooded her with exquisite relief. Orgasms she could not forget, nor give up. She needed to experience that bliss again.
But how, and when? Ruby was a teacher at her daughters school. Victoria was a married woman with a husband and family. Their lives rarely crossed - a distant glance across a crowded school yard at pick up time, a wave and shared longing glances. That seemed to be the extent of their relationship since that second night.
Then her text. How did she get her number, she didn't know. All she knew was she was so glad she had.
"Hi Vicki. I miss you."
That was all. But it was the contact she had craved. She hadn't realized just how much she had missed her until that message. She had to sit down she felt so overcome with emotional relief. She simply stared at the screen, savoring in the delight that simple 5 word message had brought her. She replied.
"I miss you too."
"What are you doing on Saturday?"
Victoria had to think for a minute. Usually her weekends were busy running around for her kids, but her husband was away again on business and wouldn't be back until the following week. Her eldest child was going away with friends, leaving the other two at home with her. She didn't think they had anything special on that weekend.
"I think I'm free, why?"
Thought you might like to come and watch me play soccer."
Victoria hadn't realized Ruby played sport, but she was certainly fit enough, so it made sense.
"I guess I could. i may have to leave some kids at home by themselves, but I guess they are old enough."
"Great. Would you mind picking me up on the way? Say at midday. I promised another one of our players to take them as well, and we all won't fit on my bike. Sorry, I know how much you liked the last ride."
Remembering the orgasm that last bike ride had given her brought a smile to Victorias face.
"No problem. See you then."
As it turned out, both her other children had made arrangements to stay at their friends houses that weekend. So she was effectively free all weekend.
Finally Saturday arrived and she drove to Ruby's apartment at the time they had agreed.
She had been looking forward to seeing Ruby again all week, and wondered what the day (and maybe the night) would hold.
With a combination of excitement and nervousness she knocked on the door.
Only to have it opened by another woman. A tallish woman, with beautiful flowing dark hair and the most incredible, piercing eyes she had ever seen.
"Hi, you must be Vicki. Ruby has told me all about you. Come in, she's just in the shower."
Taken aback, Victoria entered the apartment, just as Ruby emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a towel.
"Hi Vicki, I see you've met Franky. She's in my team, I hope you don't mind taking her with us."
"Not at all. It's nice to me you Franky."
"Nice to meet you too Vicki. Any friend of Ruby's is a friend if mine."
It might have been Victoria's imagination, but she thought she noticed a knowing glance between the two other women.
But that was forgotten as Ruby walked across the room to her, her hair still wet from the shower, and kissed her on the lips.
Victoria blushed deeply, being kissed by a woman in front of another woman. Another first.
"Let me just get dressed and then we can go."
On the drive to the soccer ground, it transpired that Ruby and Franky had been friends for years, having started playing soccer together in high school. Victoria couldn't help but wonder about what type of friendship it had been. Whilst telling herself it was natural to be curious, deep down she felt just the tiniest pang of jealousy. She knew it was foolish, but it was there nonetheless.
They arrived at the ground and the game got underway. Victoria was one of the few spectators, who were all women.
It was no surprise to her that Ruby turned out to be a good player, scoring a goal and helpng Franky score another. That was enough for Rubys team to win 2-1.
After the game, all the players came over to the sidelines where the spectators were and mingled together. Victoria was surprised at just how friendly everyone was, players and spectators from both sides talking and laughing together as the players cooled down. Ruby introduced Victoria to just about everyone, and they all seemed very nice, friendly and welcoming.
She wondered at first just how many were lesbians, but after a while, decided it didn't really matter and she didn't really care. She was having a good time. And she was with Ruby.
"Time to hit the showers girls." Someone shouted.
Everyone began packing up their gear and heading to the shower block, on the other side of the field. Rather than walk with her team, Ruby came over to Victoria, took her by the hand, and said "Coming beautiful? There's nothing you haven't seen before."
With nervous anticipation, Victoria walked hand in hand with Ruby across the field, following the players and a couple of other spectators into the dressing rooms.
When they entered, the players were in various states of undress. Some were already in the large communal shower area at the end of the large room, standing naked under the hot showers. At the other end, bench seats around the walls were occupied by some still clothed players and the 3 or 4 other women who had been watching the game.
Everyone was so relaxed. Chatting, laughing and generally having a good time, almost oblivious to the fact most of them were naked or close to it. Victoria felt almost awkward being fully clothed, but the fact she wasn't alone put her mind at ease.
As did Ruby, who found her somewhere to sit and made sure she was ok.
"Just a few naked women. Just remember not to look too closely, you're mine remember."
Victoria could only blush.
The women were in all shapes and sizes. The one standout was Franky, who stood under the shower at the other end, looking for all the world like a model. She was washing her hair, with the shampoo dripping down over her magnificent breasts and down to the neatly trimmed bush between her legs.
Victoria couldn't help but stare at her longer than she should have. It was hard to look away. And as she was staring, Frankys eyes opened and she looked directly back at her. Those wide, piercing eyes were looking right into her own.
Victoria blushed and looked away. But when she turned back, Franky was still looking at her, a cheeky smile on her face. Standing under the water, completely naked. Completely unashamed.
Ruby noticed the exchange but didn't seem to mind.
"She's gorgeous isn't she."
"We had a thing a few years ago, but that's well and truly over now."
Victoria suspected as much, and Rubys honesty was reassuring.
The only thought that really came into her head was that creeping self doubt again. How can someone who was with someone like Franky find me attractive? But she pushed that thought down, growing in confidence the more time she spent with Ruby, trusting her more each time.
Ruby undressed in front of her. Almost like she was giving her her own private show. It
was especially nice that she seemed to deliberately block Victoria's view of Franky at the same time. Sending a signal that it was just them now, nobody else.
Against her instinct, Victoria returned the signal by not looking away as Ruby stripped. First her top, then her shorts, then her bra and finally, her panties.
Ruby stood still, lingering naked in front of her. Normally Victoria would have looked away, embarrassed. But not this time. She savored in the view Ruby was offering her, looking up and down her tattoo covered body before ending on her beautiful face, looking directly into her eyes.
Ruby smiled, turned, and walked to the showers, naked but confident in this room full of women. Victoria only had eyes for her. But she had to admit her thoughts were a mixture of Ruby and Franky.
Once everyone had showered and changed, Ruby said it was a post match ritual for the team to head off to a local bar, for a drink or two. "Please tell me you will come to."
Victoria had nothing on and no one to go back home to. And she wanted to spend more time with Ruby and her friends.
"I'd like that."
The bar was just a short drive, and the group of ladies congregated in an outside area, with tall leafy trees providing shade in the warm afternoon sun.
Soon, everybody was comfortable and relaxed, laughing and chatting in small groups. Victoria sat next to Ruby on an outdoor sofa, their bodies touching, their hands together under the table. Victoria didn't really drink, but many of the other woman did, and as the afternoon wore on, everyone became more and more relaxed.
Ruby could have left her to talk to some of her other friends grouped around the outdoor setting. But she never left her side, devoting all her attention on her. Victoria felt warm and so content inside, like she was where she belonged. She even had one or two drinks, which she normally never did.
She noticed Franky from time to time, working the room and chatting with just about everyone. Her laugh seemed to infect everyone she talked to.
