Julia woke with the sunshine beaming in her face on that sunny morning. It was the first morning in the cabin she rented and her rest was sound, she felt invigorated. Julia rolled over to move out of the sunbeam and found to her surprise that she was alone in bed. Lisa who was her companion from last night whom she met at the diner was nowhere to be found. Julia sat up and surveyed the room for some sign of her but none could be found. This puzzled Julia and forced her to wonder if she had dreamt the whole experience or not. Julia got out of bed and the cool morning air of the cabin washed over her tall, slender, nude body causing her nipples to harden. She walked out into the living room, still looking for Lisa and again found nothing. Almost immediately upon entering the kitchen a small note could be seen sitting quietly on the counter. She picked it up and read it quickly, it said:
"Last night was wonderful but I had to work early this morning. I'm sorry I left without saying goodbye but you looked so peaceful sleeping that I didn't want to disturb you. Stop by the diner for breakfast on me. Love Lisa"
As Julia put down the note, she at least knew one thing; last night did in fact happen. That thought alone hit Julia hard and she gripped the counter for support as she staggered under the weight of it. Questions arose in her mind as she remembered the events of the night before. Did she really pour her heart out to a near stranger? Had she really exposed her deepest, darkest most shameful secret to another person? Had she really had sex with that woman? Did she really do it willingly? Worst of all did she like it, even crave it?
As she answered yes to each question in turn, she became more and more unsettled. The last question was the hardest one to accept but also impossible to deny. Even now as she recalled in detail the events of last night she was becoming more and more aroused. Image after image; sensation after sensation came back to her vivid as life as she pondered the late night of lovemaking. She could almost taste Lisa's juices on her lips, a delicious taste that she was already very well acquainted with.
The worst part was that in all this remembering and reliving was that she felt no shame. Julia just had sex with another woman many times late into the previous night and she felt not a bit of guilt, shame or remorse about the act. Julia was troubled however by the shocking events of the previous night and the implications they brought.
She wondered with a heavy heart what was happening to her and what had become of the wholesome woman she once knew. How had she let herself slip to the depraved pervert that she felt she had become? This trip was intended to get her life back on track not add more complications to it. At this point she felt even farther away from her intended goal then when she started. She felt like she was closer than ever to giving in to her secret yearnings and deepest, most shameful fear. Somehow Julia knew that she needed to gain perspective and distance on everything. For now the rumblings in her stomach and the empty cupboards told her that it was time to take Lisa up on the offer of free breakfast.
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The sundress lightly floated in the breeze of the closing diner door behind Julia as she looked for a seat. Standing at the counter taking the order of another patron was Lisa who managed to sneak Julia a nervous wink amidst her scribbling. Julia smiled back and found a seat at a secluded end of the counter then quietly glanced over the menu waiting for Lisa to arrive.
Julia stole some glances at the waitress she knew all too well, curiously looking the woman over. Julia was trying to see if anything was different, trying to discern what she felt about her newest companion. Was this just a fling or was it something more?
"See anything you like?" said the now all too familiar voice from the other side of the counter.
"What I really want doesn't seem to be on the menu." Julia coyly responded cursing herself on the inside for letting that playful comment slip out in public.
"That won't do, we may just have to make a special order." Lisa replied in kind, with a smirk that made Julia feel better and a bit more at ease. Julia smiled at the thought of Lisa sitting on the counter with legs spread and dripping pussy exposed.
"In that case..." Julia stared to say with glee but was cut off.
"Fuck that! No special orders, if it ain't on the menu, I ain't cooking it!" The chef growled from the kitchen. It was all the pair could do not to burst into laughter at the private joke. Somehow they managed to keep their composure allowing only a few snickers to escape.
"Perhaps I'll just have the breakfast special instead." Julia said still stifling a chuckle or two.
"Probably wisest, your special order might attract some attention and you know how small towns talk." Lisa said in a close whisper as she felt the eyes of other patrons on her.
"Indeed." Julia agreed taking a sip of the coffee that was now before her.
"Did you sleep well?" Lisa said in a normal voice now obviously making polite conversation.
There was a difference in her manner now that was as different as night and day. Julia could see that her new friend was projecting a calm exterior and she shot Julia a pleading look. Unsure of exactly what had caused the change, Julia played along anyways.
"Yes I did the cabin you recommended was quite comfortable." Julia responded in the same pleasant tone.
