8 comments/ 4734 views/ 1 favorites Love Lost By: The_Dork_Knight **** NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR **** First, let me point out that there is NO sex in this story, which should be obvious due to the category this story is posted in. But I just wanted to state it here so that way anyone looking for something to Jack and Jill off to wont be disappointed when they don't find it here. If that is what you're looking for, I have other stories that all have some passable sex scenes in them, so feel free to check them out or any of the many great writers I have saved in my favorites. Also, be warned that this story does not have the typical ending most of you are used to around here. So keep that in mind when you get to the end and want to leave a comment bitching about it. I understand that it is not going to be everyone's cup of tea. I didn't set out writing this one with that in mind. I wrote it because it feels a little more personal to me as it does touch base with some things I have experienced in my life. With that said, for those of you that are going to read on, I hope you enjoy. And please, don't forget to rate and comment. **** **** As far back as I can remember, I have always been in love with Jessica. Something about her from the moment I saw her, I knew she was the perfect woman. And as I got to know her, my suspicions were right. We had pretty much everything in common. Music. Movies. TV shows. Books. Even video games, comic books, and the fact that we played Dungeons & Dragons, which is how we met. It was back in college. My roommate and I were both part of a group that played. One week, a guy in the group said he was going to bring a friend to join the group. That Saturday night, he showed up with this gorgeous woman with dark blond hair, hazel eyes, and the cutest smile. "Guys, this is Jessica," he said. "She's in my advanced lit class." We all said hello. Well, everyone else said hello. I sort of stumbled on my words and said something that sounded like gibberish. Of course, I felt like a total fool at my sudden lack of the English language. My palms started to sweat when Jessica grabbed a pillow off the bed, tossed it to the floor next to me and sat down. "Hi," she said as she sat down and opened her player's guide, pulling out her character sheet and handing it to the DM so he could make a note of all of her stats. The night, and that portion of the game, went by fast. Before we all knew it, it was four in the morning. Feeling the need for a break, we all agreed that we needed food. I was elected against my will to make a junk food run, and as I started to leave, Jessica jumped up and said she would come with me so she could stretch her legs and get some fresh air. In my mind, I was doing back flips with joy, thinking that she was into me and wanted to spend more time with me. However, as we walked across campus towards the parking lot, I found out that I was wrong. She was telling me about life back home and how she missed her friends. And how her high school sweetheart was at another college and they were doing the whole long distance thing. I should've known. There's no way a girl as awesome as Jessica is that she could be single. But still... I put on my happy face and tried to move on with life. That whole plan went to hell about a week and a half later when Jessica showed up at my dorm room late one afternoon crying. Since she and I had become such good friends during that time, she came running to me for a shoulder to cry on when she found out that her boyfriend had been cheating on her basically since the day they left for separate schools. And to top it off, the only reason he confessed to it was because he got some girl pregnant, and since she was going to keep it, he was going to do the right thing by her and marry her. Never in my life did I want to inflict bodily harm on someone like I did at that moment. Here that guy was with the most perfect woman in the world, and he threw it all away for a piece of random pussy he met at a party. Of course, Jessica was a wreck. She slipped into a small bought of depression for a few weeks, skipping all of her classes because she didn't feel like getting out of bed. As her friend, I did all I could to help her through this rough time. When I wasn't in class, I hung out with her. I made sure to get notes from someone from all of her classes so she would be able to catch up when she was ready to get back to it. Every night I brought her some food and made sure that she ate. The whole time, Jessica looked like crap. I was seeing her at her worst and yet I still thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world and fell in love with her more and more each day. However, I kept my feelings to myself knowing that it wasn't the right time to tell her. I didn't want her to think of me as some guy taking advantage of her during her moment of weakness. Slowly, Jessica got over what happened and returned to her usually, bubbly self. During that time, we grew even closer as friends. We spent all our free time together. First it was me helping her catch up on her classes. Once that was done, we just hung out and watched movies and played video games. To me, it was perfect. It was like we were a couple. Slowly, I built up the courage to tell her how I felt, and when the day finally came for me to tell her, it was too late. She had met some guy in one of her classes and they started going out. I didn't hang out with Jessica as much as we used to. Mostly because I couldn't bear to see the two of them together or hear her talking about them. It wasn't until our second year in college that they broke up. Jessica had moved off campus and into an apartment of her own. It worked out well for our D&D group because we had a larger place to hang out and play instead of a small, cramped dorm room. Plus, a kitchen fully stocked with snacks didn't hurt either. Her boyfriend really wasn't into the game, but didn't bitch about the fact that she would have six other guys over to play every Saturday night. About a month after she had moved into the apartment, we were all sitting in the living room playing. The DM was setting up the field with all the monsters we were about to fight, so the rest of us were talking and laughing. We had all had a few beers, and when Jessica got up to get some more, she lost her balance and fell on one of our friends' laps. It was at this time that her boyfriend came out of the bedroom to find his girlfriend sitting on some other guys lap and all of us laughing. It guess he was sort of the jealous type because he got mad and started threatening the guy for trying to put the moves on his woman. That she was his and no one else's and a bunch of other things that made it sound like he thought of her as an object in his possession instead of someone that he loved and cared about. This, of course, led to him and Jessica getting into a long argument back and in the bedroom while the rest of us just kind of sat there and waiting uncomfortably as we listened to them yelling. It kind of made me think back to when I was a kid and would listen to my parents constantly arguing in the other room. Finally, after almost two hours, he came storming out of the bedroom and left the apartment, slamming the door behind him as he called her a bitch. When Jessica didn't come out from her room, we all decided to call it a night. I opted to stay behind and clean up the mess we had made, but I also wanted to make sure that she was alright. After everyone had left, I went to her bedroom door and knocked. "Jess, you okay?" I asked. "Go away," she called out from behind the closed door. I could tell she was crying. "Come on Jess," I said. "I'm your friend." "No," she said. "I don't need any friends. I don't need anyone. Just leave me alone." Part of me was hurt when she said that. But deep down, I knew she didn't mean it. She was just hurting. Instead of leaving, I made my way to the couch and sat down, waiting for her when she would eventually be ready to talk and I would be there for her. I guess I ended up falling asleep because the next thing I know is that I'm being woken up by someone poking me and telling me to budge over. I did as I was asked as I slowly woke up. It was morning. As I rubbed my eyes, someone sat down next to me and placed their head on my shoulder. It was Jessica. "You didn't leave," she said quietly. "Nope," I said. "I didn't leave. I just... I figured you were just really upset and didn't mean what you had said, so I stuck around for when you decided you wanted to talk." She was silent for a few minutes before saying "Thanks," and cuddling up next to me and making me feel the happiest I had ever felt in my entire life up to that moment. It only took a few days for Jessica to get over her latest ex. It was a couple days after that while we were having lunch between classes that she told me she had been thinking about relationships and stuff. Of course, I instantly started thinking about me and her getting together, and part of me hoped that she was about to tell me that she liked me as more than a friend. She didn't. "I think I'm gonna stop dating for a while," she said. "Oh?" I said as calmly as I could, yet deep down I was hurt. "Yeah," she said. "I mean... I'm 19. I've only been in two relationships my entire life and both of them have ended pretty badly in one way or another. I just... I don't think I'm ready yet to be in a real relationship with anyone, you know. That with school and everything going on, I'm just not in the right frame of mind to see people for who they really are. I don't want to keep going out with guys just so I can be with someone and then find out that they're a total asshole. Does that make sense?" "It makes perfect sense," I said while the voice inside me said, 'I'm not an asshole. I'm the perfect guy for you. We have everything in common. Plus, I love you and care for you no matter what. Date me. DATE ME!' And so, for the rest of our years at college, Jessica didn't date anyone. There were times when a group of us (nine times out of ten it was our D&D group) would be hanging out somewhere and some guy would try and hit on her. Jessica always tried to be polite when turning them down, but sometimes they just wouldn't get it. That's when she would then pretend that she already had a boyfriend, and since she and I were so close, I usually was picked to play the role. I didn't mind of course. A part of me even thought that it was her way of saying that she liked me, but couldn't do anything about it because of her promise to herself about not dating till after college. After we all graduated college, most of our friends moved back home while trying to decide what to do next or they moved off to some other city were they had a job offer waiting for them. Me, I stayed in the same city I went to college in because I already had a great job working at a comic book store. I had been there since the middle of my second year of college and already was basically running the place alongside the owner. Pretty much everyone that worked there and the regular customers knew that when the owner retired, he would be leaving me the store. It didn't hurt that I now had a degree in business as well. Jessica also decided to stay, though she did move out of her old apartment and into a three bedroom townhouse. Since I had lived in the dorms all through college and had no other place to live, Jessica rented me out one of the spare rooms for cheap. We were pretty much living together. The only thing that could make it better is if we were actually together. I had planned on telling her how I felt as soon as we graduated from college, but changed my mind. It didn't feel right. Jessica was special to me, and I wanted the moment to be special as well. Since her birthday was a couple weeks after we graduated, I planned on making that the day. I made reservations at a little Italian restaurant that was hidden away on the rooftop of a building and had a great view of the sky at night. Since it was her birthday, I also got her some roses as well as a small ruby (her birth stone) necklace. The day of her birthday came, and I left work early so I could head home and take a shower and change into some nice clothes. I was just starting to put my tie on when Jessica called. "Hey," she said. "I know we said we would hang out tonight for my birthday, but something has kind of come up." "Is everything alright?" I asked, worried that something might be wrong. "Yeah, everything fine," she said. "I'll tell you all about it when I get home." "O... Okay," I said. "Bye." "Bye," she said and hung up. I sat there on my bed, not sure what I should do. I had this whole evening planned out and now it wouldn't happen. I sighed as I called the restaurant and canceled the reservation, telling them that I was sorry for wasting their time and taking up a spot to only cancel at the last minute. I changed into a pair of shorts and a T-shirt before ordering a pizza and sacking out on the couch to watch some TV. As the night wore on, I guess I fell asleep at some point because I was woken up by the sound of the front door opening. Jessica walked into the living room, still dressed in her outfit from work. "Hey," she said with a smile as she fell onto the opposite end of the couch. "Hi," I said as I sat up a bit. "Sorry about tonight," Jessica said. "I know we had plans and all, but this guy I work with asked me out, and I've kind of had my eye on him since I started working there and couldn't refuse." "Oh," I said, feeling a bit hurt that she ditched me for some other guy. But, being her friend, I put on my happy face again. "Did you have fun?" "Yeah," she said. "He said he was gonna take me to this Italian place, but wasn't sure if we would be able to get a table since they were usually so busy. But as luck would have it, just before we got there someone called and canceled their reservation at the last minute. How lucky is that?" Son of a bitch. "Wow," I said. "I know," she said with a smile. "Anyways, I'm pooped, so I'm gonna crash early and tomorrow you and I can talk about when we'll celebrate my birthday." "Um, alright," I said as she got up and headed for the stairs. "Night." "Night," she said, leaving me by myself. I sat there on the couch for a few minutes before shutting the TV off and heading to my room. Once in bed, I ended up crying myself to sleep. It was decided that Jessica and I would celebrate her birthday that weekend. However, some point during the rest of that week, Jessica and that guy she works with started officially dating. It goes without saying that my plans to tell her how I felt were canceled. I also decided not to give her the necklace I had gotten her, and instead bought a small bust of Spider-Man 2099 from the comic book store to give to her. Not long after they started dating, he ended up staying the night now and then. I ended up having to sleep with earplugs at night so I wouldn't have to listen to the two of them going at it and her constant moans of pleasure. I started having trouble sleeping and the only nights that I did sleep was when I was exhausted to the point where I passed out. Everyone noticed how bad I was starting to look and asked me if I was alright. I lied and told them everything was fine and that I was just not getting enough sleep at night because I was becoming addicted to World of Warcraft, which was partially true. Due to my lack of being able to sleep, I had spent some of my nights playing in the digital fantasy world. The two of them ended up dating for a few years, and during that time, I tried to meet someone else. I went on blind dates that went nowhere. I asked out a few of the female customers that came into the comic book shop that I knew were single. All but one told me that they weren't interested, and the one that did say yes turned out to be bat shit crazy with a side of cuckoo for cocoa puffs. I even tried my luck on some of the online dating sites, which turned out to be a waste of time. They either tried to set me up with women I had nothing in common with or the ones that seemed interesting never responded to me. One Saturday when I came home from working a few hours at the comic book shop, I found Jessica sitting alone on the couch wearing her PJ's and drinking a glass of wine. I knew something was wrong by the look on her face. "What's up?" I asked as I dropped my bag on the floor by the door and sat down on the couch next to her. "We broke up," she said flatly. "Seriously? Why?" I asked. "Because he's not ready for a serious commitment," she said and then went on to tell me how their day had been normal until after the mail showed up with an invitation to a co-workers wedding. They talked about going to the wedding, and somewhere along the conversation, Jessica brought up her and her boyfriend getting married one day. That's when he told her that he never planned on getting married or having children. He was a business man through and through and didn't want to waste any part of his life raising some snot nosed brat who would just get in the way of him becoming the youngest CEO in company history. She downed the rest of her class of wine before pouring herself another. Over the next few hours she bitched and ranted about how she gave him everything and he was an asshole while drinking glass after glass of wine till she went through two bottles. "You're always so good to me," she said as she polished off the second bottle of wine. "Ever since we've known each other you've been there for me." She slid up closer to me and put her arm around my shoulders. "I know you and I are only friends and all, but... I don't want to be alone tonight." She then said the words I had been wanting to hear for years. "Sleep with me." I'd like to say that after she said that I picked her up, carried her to her bed and ravished her till she had one mind blowing orgasm after another till we both passed out from pleasure overload and then in the morning when we woke up, we were no longer friends, but lovers. I'd like to say that, but I can't. My mother raised me to be a gentleman, and because of that, I just couldn't do that to her. She was drunk and if I did anything with her, I would be taking advantage of her. "Come on," I said as I stood up and helped her up as well. "Let's get you to bed so you can sleep it off." I helped her up the stairs and into her bedroom. Just before I was about to put her to bed, she said she wasn't feeling well and started gagging. I knew what was coming, so I rushed her to the bathroom and held her hair back for her while she vomited in the toilet. Once she was done, I wiped the drool hanging from the corner of her mouth before tucking her into bed and leaving her to get some sleep. Before I went to bed, I moved her trashcan next to her side of the bed. Just in case. I had to open the store the next day, so I had to leave early. However, before I did I went in to check on her. I also left her a glass of water and a couple aspirin on her nightstand. When I got home late in the afternoon, Jessica was in the kitchen and something smelled good. "What's all this?" I asked. "Here. Taste," she said as she shoved a wooden spoon into my mouth. It was pasta sauce and it tasted like heaven. "Is it missing something?" "Tastes perfect to me," I said as I smacked my lips in an exaggerated way, causing her to smile as she went back to cooking. "So what do we owe the sudden appearance of Suzy Homemaker?" I asked. "Nothing really," Jessica said. "I just wanted to say thanks for last night. I was pretty drunk and I might have... Suggested something. And being such an awesome friend that you are, you didn't take advantage of me in my state." Love Lost "Of course not," I said. "I never would." "I know," she said as she started to boil some noodles in a pot of water. "But still. When I woke up, it was nice to know just how much you care for and respect me. So, I thought I would make you a nice dinner to say thank you." "Cool," I said, with a smile on my face. "And then after dinner," she said. "After dinner... You, sir... Oh, I am gonna get you so good." "Oh?" I said dumbly, partly wondering and partly hoping where this conversation was heading. "Oh yes," she said with a wicked grin. She then pulled out a copy of Halo and said, "I'm gonna frag your ass into next century." "Ahhh," I said as she handed me the game. "Halo." I sort of felt like my stomach had dropped out on me. I don't know why, but I thought with the way she was acting, maybe after everything last night, she had a sudden change of feelings for me. Dinner was amazing. Jessica rarely cooked due to her busy work schedule, but when she did... Damn was it good. After I helped her to do the dishes, we moved to the living room and started playing the game where she proceeded to kick my ass for the next few hours. I swear, there were times where I would spawn into a match and be dead a second later, not having time to do anything more than try and figure out where I was on the map. All in all, it was a fun night and allowed me to forget about the sorrow I felt for not actually getting to be with her as more than just a friend. A few days later, both tragedy and good fortune happened. My boss at the comic book store had a mild stroke. He survived, but after he was released from the hospital, his wife convinced him it was time to retire. The last time he came into the shop as the owner was the day he told all of us that he was leaving and that he was handing the store over to me. He already had the rental agreement for the shop space switched to my name as well as all the accounts from the various distributors. After handing me all the paperwork in a file, he put his hand on my shoulder and told me that he knew he was leaving his store in good hands. Over the next month as I got settled into actually owning and running the store, I didn't notice when Jessica started dating again. Though, I did notice when I got home late one night after doing inventory and found a naked man standing in the middle of the kitchen drinking a glass of juice. Thinking he was some crazy pervert, I grabbed a baseball bat from next to the front door and started yelling at him. I guess I freaked him out because he dropped the glass, it shattering on the floor as he jumped back. A moment later, Jessica came running down stairs in her robe, asking what was going on. "Call the cops Jess," I said. "We got some kind of perv here." "He's not a perv," she said. "He's my boyfriend." "Boyfriend?" I said after a moment, my gaze shifting between the two of them. I relaxed a bit and lowered the bat. Though, I'll be honest and say that a small part of me did want to hurt him even more when I found out he was her boyfriend. But, I pushed that green eyed monster back and said, "Jesus... Next time give me a bit of a warning." "Sorry," she said. "Um," the new boyfriend said. "I'm, uh... I'm gonna head back upstairs and put some pants on." "Please," I said as he ran naked out of the kitchen and up the stairs. "So," I said after he was gone. "When did you start dating nature boy over there?" Jessica couldn't help but chuckle at my nickname for him and said, "Almost two weeks now." "Two weeks," I said. "Wow." "I would've told you," she said. "But you've been so busy since you took over the store that we really haven't had the time to talk." "Yeah, it's been... A little hectic," I said. Which was a lie. The transition was easy. I just had been spending all my time at the store trying to avoid her and my feelings. Not much more was said that night because Jessica had to get back upstairs. Things went really well between Jessica and her new boyfriend. So much so that after only a few months, he asked her to marry him. I sat there on the couch as he got down on one knee, pulled out a ring and asked the question. I hoped and prayed she would tell him no. Instead, she squealed with joy as she said yes, and then tackled him to the floor, kissing him passionately. The next few months were hell on me as I watched the two of them plan out their wedding. I should've been happy for her. But I couldn't. I did my best to avoid her like she was the plague. So much so that I spent some nights sleeping on the floor of the back office of the store just so I would've have to be in the same house as them. And while Jessica was ignorant to my emotional suffering, my employees at the store weren't so blind. It was the day before the wedding when they all confronted me about what was wrong. I told them it was nothing, and they called me on my bullshit. Eventually, they got me to break down and tell them the whole story, going all the way back to that day we first met in college. "And you're letting her get married without telling her how you feel?" one of them asked and I nodded my head as I tried to fight back the tears. "Jesus fuck man. Why?" "Because," I said. "She's with someone else... I can't just tell her how I feel. It wouldn't be fair." "Fuck fair," he said. "Is it fair you've had to go the last eight years carrying this torch for her? Hell no. You need to cowboy up, head over to her and open your heart." "But she's getting married tomorrow," I said. "Which is why you need to fucking do it now," he said. "Because once she says 'I do', your chance is gone forever." "I... I..." I said as I stood up. "I can't. I just can't do it." I then walked out of the store, got into my car and started driving. I really didn't plan on driving anywhere specific. I just needed to clear my head. But somehow, after nearly four hours of driving, I ended up at the hotel were Jessica would be getting married the next day. Maybe they were right. Maybe I could tell her. Maybe it was the same for her. Maybe she had feelings for me and had just kept them bottled up all these years. And after I told her, she would rush into my arms and we would kiss before running away together... Fuck it. They were right. I had to tell her. I parked my car, grabbed something out of the glove box, and went into the hotel as I called her from my cell phone. "Hello," she said when she answered. "Jess, it's me," I said. "Hey you," she said. "Excited about tomorrow? I know I am. By the way, I totally have to introduce you to some of my friends from work, because..." I cut her off and said, "Look, I'm downstairs right now. We need to talk." "Oh, um... Yeah, alright," she said. "I got a few minutes I can spare. I'll be right down." Shortly after we hung up, she came out of the elevator wearing a pair of jeans and a pink tank top. "What's up?" she asked as she walked up to me. "Um," I said. Not sure how to go about this. There were so many people around at the moment, I didn't feel comfortable. "Is there somewhere private we can talk?" "Sure," she said and led me into the ballroom, which was all set up for the reception the following day. "So, what did you need to talk to me about?" "Well," I said. "We've known each other for a long time now, and, uh... Fuck, this is harder than I thought it would be." "What is it?" she asked with a smile. "I've had this whole thing worked out in my head for years now," I said. "Just in case the opportunity ever arose. And now, here I am and I just can't seem to find the right words." 'You need to cowboy up,' the voice of one of my employees echoed in my head. I took a deep breath and said, "Jess... I love you. I've been in love with you basically since the first moment I saw you. And over the years, I've just grown to love you more and more. There were times I wanted to tell you, but couldn't because you were with someone else. And then when you were single... I so wanted to tell you, but wanted to wait for the right moment. However, by the time the moment came, you were already with someone else. And now, with you getting married tomorrow... This is the last chance I'll ever have to tell you how I feel." I then pulled out the small box that contained the necklace I got for her birthday a few years ago that I never gave her. I opened the box and handed it to her. Jessica just sat there for a few minutes, a blank look on her face as she looked at the necklace. "You asshole," she whispered as she closed the box and looked up at me. "What?" I said. "You're an asshole," she said a little more loudly as she stood up. "What the fuck is wrong with you, telling me all this the day before I get married. Like I don't have enough shit to deal with, you dump this on me as well." "Jess, I," I started to say. "No," she said, cutting me off. "I don't want to hear it." She took a deep breath before continuing. "Look... You've been a great friend to me all these years. No, more than a friend. You're like a brother to me. But that's all. I'm sorry if you think I gave you some hint at one point that I think of you in some other way, but I don't. And the fact that I never made any indication over the years to say that I did should've told you that. And believe me, if I did, I would've. You know me. If there is something I want, I'll go for it. And aside from that one night where I was drunk, I never made a move on you." She let out a deep sigh. "I'm sorry to hurt you this way, but I'm not gonna lie to you just to make you happy and hurt myself in the process by ruining what I have." "I understand," I said quietly. I then turned and started to leave. "Hey," she said, and I turned to look at her. "About tomorrow," she said. "I, um... I don't think you should come. It'll be to weird." I just nodded my head as my eyes filled with tears and I walked out of the ballroom. I walked back to my car and drove home in a daze, not really paying any attention to anything around me. I spent all of the next day curled up in bed while Jessica walked down the aisle and married the man she loved. The next day they left for their honeymoon cruise, and by the time they got back, I had already packed up all my stuff and moved out into my own little apartment. I never saw Jessica again. Though, a few years later I found out from a friend of a friend that she had moved up in the company and was pregnant with her second child. As for me... I ended up drinking pretty hard for a while, which led to a drunken weekend in Vegas where I somehow ended up getting married to a cocktail waitress. She seemed nice, so I figured I'd give it a try. We were divorced less than a year later when I found out that not only had she been cheating on me, she was pregnant with the other guys kid. I quit drinking shortly after that and started going to AA. I also gave up on trying to find someone and lived the rest of my life alone till the day I died. I'm sure quite a few of you are reading this and thinking "What the hell? This was depressing." Sometimes, that's how things are. Not every story has a happy ending for everyone. So for those of you lucky enough to have someone special in their life. Remember my tale the next time they do some little thing that annoys you and it turns into a big argument between the two of you. Remember how lucky you are to actually have each other. Because not everyone is that lucky. Love Lost and Found [This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any person, place or thing is strictly coincidental. Should not be read by persons under 18. If it is, get a life. Porn is the way to go. lol. Enjoy.] (C) Copyright 2008 M Saint * The sounds of the keyboard being used and tapped on livened up the rooms on both ends of the Instant Messenger conversation, between Lynne and Mark. SweetGirl07: When can we meet? GuessWho1974: We could meet anytime you like? I make myself available anytime you ask. SweetGirl07: Okay, well, how about meeting me later around 6 o'clock? GuessWho1974: Sure. Name the place. SweetGirl07: Oh, I'm not good with places. Will you meet me at the park? GuessWho1974: Which one? SweetGirl07: Julian Park. GuessWho1974: LOL. I can definitely do that. An instant message box popped up interrupting Lynne typing and she recognized it as Ralph. It read: UrManAlways05: Hey? SweetGirl07: What? UrManAlways05: You want to hang out? Go see a movie or something? I psyched myself up for chick flicks. I'm prepared. lol. SweetGirl07: Oh, um, I'm sorry Ralph. I already made plans for tonight. Some other time though. Okay? UrManAlways05: Sure. Yeah. It's fine. SweetGirl07: You okay? UrManAlways05: Oh. Yeah. Why wouldn't I be? SweetGirl05: Okay, well I do have to go. I'll talk to you later, k? UrManAlways05: Yeah. Lynne clicked back to the previous post with Mark, and he left a few messages. GuessWho1974: U there? GuessWho1974: Lynne? She typed.... SweetGirl07: I'm here. Lynne paused and thought of an excuse. SweetGirl07: Sorry, I grabbed a soda from the fridge. GuessWho1974: Okay. See you around 6 then? How will we know each other? SweetGirl07: I'll wear a scarf. Light blue. I'll be sitting on a bench by a tree near the middle of the park. SweetGirl07: And you? GuessWho1974: Okay. Brown jacket, and, a hat. A trucker hat. And scruffy jeans. LOL. SweetGirl07: HeHe. Well, I'll see you at 6. GuessWho1974: It's a date then. SweetGirl07: HeHe, sure. Bye 4 now. GuessWho1974: LOL. I'll see you there. Both windows closed, and Lynne jumped up to get ready. Sitting in the chair almost naked meant taking more time to get herself ready. She wore soft cotton white panties that wrapped gently against her lower hips. Her 42 D breasts looked sexy and free with no bra to support. She dropped her panties and prepared for a nice hot shower. The water felt hot, but sensual among her skin and she felt relaxed and ready to meet Mark. -------------Meeting At The Park---------------- Lynne sat down on a bench near the center of the park, by a tree, exactly the spot she mentioned. She also wore her light blue scarf. Sitting there she looked around in circles to see if he was around. Looking at her watch, it read 5:54. A few minutes early, but better early than late. It was a little chilly out, but she wore warm jeans and a nice warm coat. A woman walked towards Lynne. She looked young, maybe 19 or 20. Her dark hair blew in the wind. She wore a black tee over a gray long sleeved shirt. Her pants ripped dark jeans, and black boots underneath. She smiled and spoke to Lynne. "Hey there. What's a girl like you doing sitting here all by yourself?" She asked. "I'm waiting for someone," Lynne answered. The girl bit her lower lip and smiled more, taking in the sight of Lynne's body. "My name's Juliana," she introduced herself. "I'm Lynne." she responded. "I saw you from way over there," Juliana said pointing at the bleachers near the baseball field," and I thought I would come to see how you were doing." she finished. "I'm good, just, waiting on someone." "I won't keep you then," Juliana spoke softly smiling. "But, if you ever need a friend, here's my number." Juliana reached for Lynne's arm, pulled out a pen and wrote down her number on Lynne's right wrist. "Okay." Lynne said. "For anything, please call me." Juliana said smiling and gave a wink. She got up and walked off. Lynne watched her leave, until a voice spoke from behind her. "Lynne?" A man's voice asked. Lynne turned around. "Mark?" she answered. "Wow, you look great. How are you?" "I just...I'm great. I was a little nervous coming out here, and to be honest, you look a lot better than I thought." She admitted. "You look exactly how I thought you would," he too admitted. Lynne blushed, and they began to walk around talking about different things, love life to family. Lynne and Mark stopped where they were and looked in each others eyes. They held hands, and they leaned in to share their first kiss. They again looked into each others eyes, and started to walk together again. "It's getting late, Lynne," Mark said. "You might say no, but, would you like to come back to my apartment and have a drink?" Lynne thought about it. Her eyes met his again, and she said,"That would be nice, Mark." They walked to his apartment, and the wind grew colder than it was before. The street lights shed a glow and leaves rustled. "Here we are." "Ooh, I'm so cold." Lynne said holding herself tight. "The heat is just right," he said making her feel welcome. His key slid in the slot and he turned it opening his door. He was right, the air was perfect. Warmed you up in no time without making you feel hot. Lynne smiled as he took her coat and scarf, and put them on the hook next to the door. "I have beer, wine coolers, and liquors." Mark said, insisting on taking at least one shot. giggling, Lynne said,"Okay, I'll have one shot. ONE shot of tequila." She finished giggling again. "And, a wine cooler too." Mark went to the kitchen and poured 2 shots of tequila. One for him, and one for her. Then he grabbed a beer and a Wild Berry wine cooler, put all of them on a tray and served them in the living room. Lynne smiled. Mark sat next to Lynne, handed her the shot, and toasted her. Tipping back the tequila shots until the glass felt hollow, Lynne stared into Mark's eyes feeling mesmerized. Mark opened the wine cooler for her and sat it in front of her for when she was ready to drink it. ------------------Later In The Night-------------------- Lynne tilted her head back and let the liquor slide down her throat. Tequila bottle in one hand, and shot glass in the other. Mark looked on at her and lifted his shot glass to be filled again and again with hers. He felt that if she was going to drink a lot, he was going to match. Mark swallowed his shot, and grabbed a lime wedge to chew on. He sat back and opened his eyes to see Lynne's looking at him. "How do you feel?" He asked her. "I feel a bit sloshed, I do." she slurred. Her top unbuttoned some and her cleavage opened to view. As Mark rest his head, Lynne jumped onto his lap and started to kiss his lips. He kissed her back and they held kisses for minutes on end. Lynne slid down between Mark's legs, and fumbled with his zipper trying to open them up. Mark unfastened quickly the rest of her shirt and reached around to unhook her bra. Lynne became overcome with lust and Mark could feel the intensity as she yanked his pants down to his knees and engulfed his semi erect penis into her mouth. "Get hard for me, Mark!" she begged, still slurring a bit. "Don't you want me? Get hard for me." She continued. As Lynne kept sucking on his long member, it finally became hard inside her mouth. He moaned aloud as she stroked his cock fiercely with her hands pumping him wanting his thick semen to enter her awaiting mouth. His hands dug into the cushions. Keeping Mark's cock inside her mouth, Lynne raised her ass end up and pulled off her pants and panties. Her shaved pussy dripping with hot cum. She raised up and leaned back onto the arm of the love-seat, spreading her legs and rubbing her clitoris. Mark licked his lips and stroked his erection ready to give in to his lusts for her body. As Mark moved halfway down, he let his dick glide into her fuck hole penetrating deep and pushing back hard to fill her up. Lynne wrapped her legs around Mark's lower back and he stroked in and out, in and out feeling the hot walls of her cunt swallowing and tightening at each thrust. He felt the contact of skin to skin as bodies smacked against each other with force of pleasure and pain at the same time. "Give it to me, baby!" Lynne screamed. Mark slammed into her making Lynne scream louder and louder, surely waking the neighborhood. He grabbed her hands and held them down as he kept going, battering and ramming her cunt. She screamed more. "Hurt me, hurt me! Fuck my pussy!" She demanded, as he kissed her mouth and gave few more hard thrusts before a jolt, and release of cum blasting inside her vaginal orifice. Mark lifted up a bit tapping her G spot and causing her to shake and shoot cum from her already sopping wet pussy. They both finished and lay back naked together enjoying themselves and relaxing. --------------------Months Go By------------------------ Lynne and Mark have been dating and seeing each other everyday since that first night they met. They both pleasured one another and made sure the other was satisfied. Lynne was sitting around on her couch reading a book. She loved novels of suspense and terror, and also the occasional romance. Mark was soon to be over. He promised her candies, flowers and a surprise. She could hardly wait. He was her man, and she would just be happy to see him. A little time went by without Mark showing up, or even a call to say he wouldn't make it. Lynne sat and drank her now cold cocoa. She was just getting up, when there was a rapid knock on the door. It made her jump, but she walked towards, and answered the door. She felt her heart sink deep into her stomach as just a few feet away stood an officer and a woman who Lynne instantly recognized as Mark's older sister. "What happened?" Lynne said aloud as tears welled up into her eyes. "I'm so sorry Lynne," Catherine, Mark's sister spoke. "Mark was walking along the side of the road. He had flowers in his hand and candies." Her eyes too began to gush tears. "He was struck by a drunk driver who lost control of his vehicle." "Oh my God! No, it can't be!" Lynne screamed, bursting into tears. "I'm so sorry." Catherine said as she held Lynne hugging her and calming her cries. As Lynne and Catherine separated, Catherine reached into her coat pocket and presented a small gray box. "Here Lynne. He had this with him." Lynne took it, and opened it up, and inside sat an engagement ring. A beautifully cut diamond lay atop of white gold. It gleamed in the light, and was exactly what she hoped her engagement ring would be. Tears welled up in her eyes again. Catherine wiped them away with her right hand. "Oh my, it's just so beautiful." Lynne said calming herself. -----------------------The Funeral--------------------------- The service went on with family members chatting away and upset relatives showing up drunk. It wasn't too bad, and Lynne spoke to everyone, and was hugged by respectable members trying to show their sincerity. Lynne was happy for once. She knew that she had family even through the untimely departure of her young, loving boyfriend. Lynne glanced over to the corner. Near flowers, cards, and notes....Ralph stood there holding his arms crossed. Lynne walked over to him. "What are you doing here?" She asked. "I used to work with Mark." He replied. "He was like my best friend." "I'm sorry." Lynne said. "No, it's okay. God called and he answered." As the service ended, and they finally buried Mark below the earth, Ralph hugged and held onto Lynne so she was alright. "Thank you, Ralph." Lynne said, giving him a sincere hug of thanks. "Oh, it was nothing. I'm here for you if you ever need me." He returned with. Lynne let go, and left the funeral. Ralph stood in the background watching her every step of the way. She disappeared into a crowd of people who were also leaving, and cars that were driving away. -----------------------------Juliana----------------------------- Lynne sat slumped backwards into her couch, and pulled out the number that the girl, Juliana, had given her. She made sure to write it down on paper before washing the original from her skin. She hesitated, not knowing what to say. She didn't really think Juliana would remember her all this time later. Lynne picked up the phone from it's place, and dialed the numbers making sure she pressed the right ones. The ling rang. Her hands shook lightly. A second ring. The other line answered. "Hello." A girls voice responded. "Juliana?" Lynne asked. "Naw, man." the girl replied. "Juliana? Line." she called into the background. "Hello?" Juliana's voice spoke. "Uh, hi. Remember me?" Lynne asked nervously. Lynne was about to apologize and hang up her end, when Juliana answered. "Lynne, right?" "Yeah." "The girl from the park. Yeah, I remember you." She said. "I lost my boyfriend," Lynne said beginning to cry. "Hey, don't cry." Juliana said trying to comfort Lynne. "Look, you wanna meet me somewhere?" She asked Lynne. "I, don't know." Lynne answered between sobs. "Where do you live?" Juli asked. "Tell you what, I'll meet you in the same spot in the park we met the first time." Juli said, unsure if that would make Lynne cry more or say yes to. Lynne stopped crying, and said, "Sure." "Alright. Give me 15." Juli responded. "Be there." Lynne answered. They both hung up, and Lynne put her coat on. As she was ready to leave, an instant message popped up on her screen. UrManAlways05: Lynne? UrManAlways05: I just wanted to see how you are doing. Lynne looked at the screen, but decided she couldn't answer now. She turned back towards the door, and walked out heading towards the empty park. -----------------------Meeting Again At the Park-------------------- It was dark outside, being after nine. The street lights led the way, until it was time to walk towards the middle. There, in the center, no lights glowed, and anyone could be hidden waiting. Usually, there were drug dealers making a sale, prostitutes turning tricks to make their money, and even couples having sex. As Lynne neared the center, she saw Juliana, and a tall figure standing next to her. She wanted to turn around, but instead walked toward them. "Hey." Juli spoke, taking a last hit from her cigarette before throwing it to the ground. "I hope you weren't scared, but, I brought my friend Bulldog with me." Lynne looked at him slowly, and bulldog returned with a gentle smile. Lynne smiled back. "Why do they call you Bulldog?" She asked. He leaned in, and still smiling said, "I just love to fight." Lynne looked at him funny, but never lost her smile. "No, that's not why." Juli said, giggling. "Look at his face. He looks like a Bulldog." She finished. Lynne giggled. "Plus he can't stop chasing the cat." Juli added. "But don't let any of that fool you. He really does love to fight." "Oh," Lynne muttered. "Don't worry, he's harmless." Lynne, Juliana, and Bulldog walked back to Juli's place, talking about the past and everything they were going through recently. Lynne felt happy, and warm inside. A smile lit up her face as Juli told a few jokes. The three neared a small building. It didn't look so bad, except for a few guys that hung around on the front steps. "I'm up on the second floor." Juli said, turning towards Lynne. "Okay." Lynne responded, feeling a little better than previously. Bulldog said his goodbye's and walked over towards the small crowd of guys that were still by the steps. Lynne and Juli walked past them and made their way through the door. The hallway looked messy, but as Lynne thought, "At least there are no drunks passed out on the steps." The two made their way up a small flight of steps and turned right coming to a white door that read 2B. "Come on in, Lynne." Juli said as she pulled softly on Lynne's coat. Inside the apartment, a couch sat back against a wall. The television on the opposite end, and a coffee table sat in between. Numerous initials were carved in the table. Across the room in the open kitchen stood two girls. One wore a black tee, and baggy jeans. Her hair black, with pink tips. She had a tattoo on her neck of her name. Angel. The other girl wore only a black bra, and short black Gothic skirt. A large dragon tattoo ran up her side, and she held a piercing in her nose. He hair was dark purple. Juliana introduced them to Lynne. "Lynne, this here is Angel. The other one here is Asia." Juliana introduced them as. "Do you smoke?" Asia asked Lynne. "I've never smoked a cigarette in my life." Lynne answered. Angel held up a joint, and let Lynne see it. "Oh, I don't know." Lynne responded. "It's okay if you say no. We'll never make you do something you don't wanna do." Juli assured Lynne. "Okay." Lynne answered. The girls sat down on the couch, and Lynne sat in the middle. "Do you want something to drink?" Asia asked Lynne, holding up a bottle of Jack Daniels. Lynne grabbed the bottle and took a small gulp from it. The girls looked on, impressed, but being cautious. Asia slipped the joint between her lips, and lit the tip as she inhaled, holding it in her lungs for a few seconds, and releasing it. Lynne shyly stuck out her hand as the girls looked at her. Asia handed her the joint, and Lynne placed the butt in between her lips. She took a small drag, before coughing, and trying to catch her breath. Angel grabbed the joint, as the girls calmed her and asked her if she was alright. "Yeah, cough. I'm fine." Lynne said feeling dizzy, but really good inside. Juliana held onto Lynne's side and pulled her close. Lynne felt relaxed, but noticed a feeling of need burning inside her body. She became warm, and closed her eyes. "Lynne?" Juliana called to her. "Yes?" Lynne answered still on cloud nine. "Me and the girls wanted to know something." Juli said as she still held her close. "Yes?" Lynne answered again. "We wanted to know if you've ever been with a woman." Juli asked straight forward. Lynne still held her eyes closed and said, "No." The girls looked on not knowing what else to ask, when Lynne responded, "You can be my first." As Juli moved and lay Lynne down on the couch, Lynne pushed her hand down her pants and began fingering her vagina. Angel and Asia looked at each other and then back down at Lynne. Her eyes still closed, and her hand slipping in and out faster at each movement. Juli leaned down and kissed Lynne on the mouth. Their tongues wiggled against each others. Angel and Asia instantly removed their clothes, and leaned down to remove Lynne's pants. Lynne helped them as she sat up and removed her top and bra. Lynne sucked the juices from her fingers as Angel leaned in to suck on her hard nipples. Her large, breasts hung like grapefruits, as Asia leaned in to suck on the opposite nipple. Juli removed her clothes, removing her pants, and sliding her panties away off her hips. Her clean shaved pink slit visible to all, as Lynne grabbed onto Juli pulling her close. Juli sat loosely on Lynne's face, as she began to lick her middle, first slowly, then penetrating her with her tongue. Lynne's right hand slid back down, entering her hole as she pushed her fingers deep to fill her hot, dripping pussy. Asia dropped down between Lynne's legs and sucked on her lips. The taste was enough to make Asia cum herself. Lynne wiggled her tongue as she fucked Juli's cunt with her mouth. "Uh, uh, uh!" Juli cooed as she came in Lynne's mouth. Asia moved her tongue fast against Lynne's clitoris as she finger fucked her hole making her move and moan. The built up sex inside Lynne caused her to burst, as a stream of cum shot straight out onto Asia's face. Love Lost And Found Anew The hazy dim interior of the bar was foreign territory to the young brown-haired woman. Why was she here? It wasn't like her to visit the bars, let alone a dyke bar. All around her women of all sorts jostled and gyrated on the dance floor. The music, a wild rock beat, made the whole place vibrate. She sat, broodily meditating her drink. She just wanted to forget the pain in her head and in her heart. Lost in her own pain and thoughts she didn't notice one particular woman watching her. The bouncer for the club, a tall, well muscled woman, with raven black hair and deep brown eyes, couldn't stop staring at the petite brunette with the ocean blue eyes. Several times different women offered to buy the young woman a drink, but she declined the offers one and all. She wasn't interested in meeting a woman, she just wanted to get drunk and forget. Earlier that evening, she had gotten into a huge fight with her boyfriend of two years. She wanted commitment, he wasn't ready he said. They had fought and it ended up with her telling him it was over and storming away. Now she was here, in this bar, just trying to erase the last two years of her life and forget, if only for a moment that she was now single again. She didn't like it. She didn't do well on her own. After her third scotch on the rocks, she was starting to feel good. Beginning to forget. Beginning to look around her and notice the women on the dance floor. She couldn't help but notice the tall, dark haired woman with the rock hard body standing by the door, checking ID's. Was she being watched? Was the tall woman with the soul piercing brown eyes watching her? She licked her lips in unconscious thought of how the dark woman's body would feel pressed tightly to hers. Wait a minute! She wasn't a lesbian! She had never thought of making love to a woman before. Why now? Surly the alcohol had some part in it. It had to be that, she reasoned. Try as she would, she couldn't help the thoughts that flooded her mind. She continued looking at the enticing, hard body by the door, letting her mind wander. She was surprised, when a large inebriated butch sat down beside of her. "Lemme buy ya a drink, baby." The drunken woman said "No thanks, I have one." Came the reply "Awww, c'mon sweetie, you wanna go some place and get better acquainted?" the drunk said as she started mauling the young brown-haired woman's tits through her shirt. "No! Get away from me!" The brown-haired woman spat, and tried to fight the drunk off of her. They struggled. The young woman was beginning to lose the battle, when suddenly; the drunken woman just seemed to melt off of her. "Now, Candy" the bouncer said to the big drunk, "you aught to know that when a lady says no, she means no. Now get on home before I have to toss you out!" this last statement was emphasized by another twist to the arm that was already held high behind the drunks back. "Owwww! Ok Teri! I'm going! Just thought the little lady needed some company is all." Candy said, slumping back as the pressure on her arm was released. A moment later the big butch was lurching for the door. " I.. I don't know how to thank you." The brown-haired woman stammered as she looked into the deepest eyes she had ever seen. Did she see hunger in those eyes? Or was it just her imagination? No problem, miss....err miss?" Teri didn't even know her name. "Ohhh, sorry, my name is Bri. And you are?" "Teri" the bouncer said with a quick smile. Bri thought ' what a gorgeous voice she has' "Hi Teri, and thanks for getting that drunk off of me" "Again, no problem Bri, it's my job after all." Teri looked into those bright, open, ocean blue eyes and was immediately lost. How could just a look have her so rattled? True, she hadn't been with anyone for over three years since she and her partner had called it quits, but never before had any one held her thoughts like this tiny brown haired, blue eyed beauty did. She took a deep breath and said " Would you like another drink?" "Yes I think I would" Bri said "but only if you will have one with me." My Gods! Had she just invited this butch to have a drink with her? What was she thinking? Again the black cloud of guilt puffed up. Why was she getting so turned on by this woman? She was straight! However, she could not deny the tingle in her pussy. It was subtle but there. Before Bri could change her mind, Teri said, "I get off work in half an hour, if you are still here, I'd be happy to have a drink with you." Teri was giving her an escape route. Had she seen the fright in Bri's eyes? Could she sense the brunette's apprehension? "Ok, I'd like that." Bri said with a smile. "I'll be right here." What was she saying? Was she giving the dark eyed woman an invitation to more than just a drink? Half an hour later, Bri was slightly surprised as Teri walked up, a scotch on the rocks in one hand and a Coor's in the other. She sat down at the small table across from Bri and again looked into the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. She slid the scotch across the table to Bri and took a long pull from her beer. "How come you are here?" Teri asked in her beautiful contralto voice. "You don't belong here, you know." Bri blushed. Was it that obvious that she was not a lesbian? "Wh...why do ..you say that?" she stuttered. "You are too pretty to be spending your Friday nights alone in a dyke bar." came the reply. Bri blushed deep crimson and dropped her eyes to her drink. She had not expected that. She had thought Teri would tell her it wasn't good for a straight woman to be alone in a dyke bar. "Thanks...ummm, thanks.." it was all she could think to say. She looked up and directly into those deep soul searing dark eyes. Again she flushed, but not from embarrassment. The tingle between her legs said that this hard bodied woman was getting to her, turning her on...she didn't know how to react to that. "So, why are you here tonight?" the question Teri put to her was so sincere that before she knew it, she was pouring her heart out to this perfect stranger. How she and her ex had fought, and how she had finally told him to go to hell because he would never be able to commit to her.. how she had come to this bar because it was close to her apartment just to get drunk and forget. She ended her story in tears, mainly because she again realized she had no one waiting for her at home now, her ex-boyfriend had promised to be packed and gone by the time she came home. She felt a strong arm slip around her shoulder and all she could do was to bury her face in the shoulder of the dark woman and sob. Teri held her as she cried, not knowing what else to do but strangely not feeling a bit uncomfortable doing it either. Normally she would feel ill at ease with such an emotional display, but she felt like she was where she belonged, just holding the tiny sobbing woman. Slowly, Bri came to realize where she was and what she was doing. She sat up and sniffed..."I'm sorry" she said "You didn't need that." She smiled sheepishly. Teri's hand came up and brushed a stray tear from Bri's face, again looking into those beautiful blue eyes, now rimmed in red from crying. "Don't worry about it, we've all been through things like that in one form or another." She thought briefly back to her own harsh breakup three years earlier, but quickly swept those memories back into the recesses of her mind. Her grip on the brunette's shoulders tightened in a friendly hug. Teri had been trying to ignore the feelings that holding Bri had brought to the surface. It had been so long since she had held a woman like this. Suddenly, she pushed away from the brunette and said" Hey, it's getting late. Would you like a ride home?" Bri thought about it, it was only a few blocks to her apartment building. She could walk it easily. But what if she got there and Tom was still there? She didn't want to think about that. She didn't want to face him again. It was over and she never wanted to see him again. " I would love a ride home." She said "Ok, let's blow this place." Teri said standing tall and holding out a hand to the tiny brunette. Bri stood, and realized for the first time just how tall the black haired beauty was. Bri stood barely five foot, and Teri towered over her, big and powerfully built. The look of a weight lifter or body builder about her. A tiny gasp escaped Bri's lips. "What is it? Are you ok?" Teri had heard the gasp and thought that maybe the tiny woman was hurt. "I'm fine. I just got the full picture of my savior. I didn't quite realize you were so tall and so strong." Bri said, blushing furiously again. Teri smiled, she knew she had that effect on people that didn't know her. She took pride in her hard, muscular body and the hard work and long days it took to make it that way. They walked out to the parking lot, now mostly deserted as closing time was near for the bar. Bri started looking for a car that fit her escort, and was surprised when Teri led them past all the cars to a side lot where a sleek black Harley Super glide sat waiting. She unsnapped the helmet from its holder on the bike, and then reached into the saddlebag and extracted a spare helmet. Handing the helmet to Bri, she asked, "Have you ever ridden a bike before?" Bri's eyes had been growing wider by the second as she realized she would soon be flying down the road on the back of this monster on two wheels. Slowly she shook her head. "Ummmm, maybe I should just walk..." she said, apprehensive about getting on the big machine. "Nonsense, you will be fine, I won't let you fall. Trust me." Teri said Trust? She had trusted Tom and he had hurt her, now here was a woman telling her to trust again. What was she thinking? So much had happened in the space of a few hours that she didn't know what to think anymore. Slowly she held out her hand for the helmet in Teri's grasp. Taking it from her she slipped it on and snapped the strap in place. Teri swung easily onto the big black machine and said, "Climb on behind me. Wrap your hands around me and hold on. Don't lean into the corners or we both go down." She keyed the beast to life.. the deep rumble of the Harley's engine a comfort to her. She had covered many miles on the big machine, before settling in the little Nevada town of Ely. A perfect place she had thought to get away from her past and forget. Now here she was, with a new passenger on her bike. Would she never learn these pretty girls just couldn't handle her? Pushing the thoughts away, she rolled the bike off its stand and felt the arms around her waist tighten into a death grip. She reached down and patted those hands reassuringly and turned the bike around, heading it for the road. As she rolled to a stop before the open highway, she turned to her rider and said, "You know, it might be a good idea if I knew where I was taking you." Bri had totally forgot! Quickly she gave the tall woman her address and then settled back onto the seat just as the bike roared to life. The feeling of the wind on her skin, whipping at the hair that stuck out of the helmet's embrace, the rumble of the engine gave Bri a thrill like she had never experienced before. Not just the feel of the highway slipping past, but the strong vibrations of the motorcycle were sending shock waves through her system. The way she was sitting on the bike sent the engine's vibrations directly to her clit. Her pussy was getting rather hot rather fast. She could feel herself getting wet. The crotch of her tight faded jeans were getting damp as they pulled up in front of her apartment building. The motor idled down in the quiet night air and died as Teri cut the gas and turned the key. Tom's car was no where to be seen so she felt safe to go into her apartment. Teri stepped off the bike and held out her hand to Bri. Bri got off the bike and nearly collapsed on rubbery legs. Instinctively, Teri's strong arm went round Bri's waist, holding her steady. "Whoa there lady, you ok?" she asked Bri. "Yeah, thanks, it's just that..." her voice trailed off.. not wanting to admit that being near the tall butch and riding the big machine had her so turned on that she could hardly stand up. She gazed at the pavement. Teri lifted her chin with one finger and again was lost in the gaze of those blue eyes. She sucked in her breath and gently kissed Bri. "Thanks for a great evening." she said. Before Bri could react, Teri turned and swung back aboard the big black Harley and keyed it to life. She roared away leaving Bri on her door step with a bewildered look on her face. What had just happened? She had been kissed by another woman and she liked it! What was happening to her? For the first time in her life she questioned her sexuality. Could she be gay? She had never felt much when her boyfriend kissed her. The sex was ok, but even that wasn't grand, and she barely ever came when they had sex. She never felt the way she had when Teri had kissed her, and that was just a simple kiss. She walked to her door, full of frustration and a sudden longing to be held in the strong woman's embrace again. As she stepped into her small flat, many things told her Tom had packed everything he owned in a big hurry and was truly gone. Her living room was a mess with cd's scattered in a corner as he had gone thru them and removed his, the small TV was gone too, but that was ok it was his. Moving on into the bedroom she found yet another mess, with clothing scattered about the room where he had sorted his from the clean laundry basket. Still in a daze from what had happened tonight, Bri sat down on the bed and began to peel her clothes off. She tried to pull her tight T shirt off and suddenly realized, she still had the helmet on. 'Hmmm, this is interesting,' she thought as she reached up to unsnap the strap holding it on. 'Guess I'll be seeing her again.' A wide smile spread across her face at the thought of seeing Teri again. She stood and peeled her jeans off, seeing the dark damp patch in the crotch of them, 'how could I have been so turned on by her?' she wondered. She peeled her silk panties off and noted the crotch of them was totally soaked with her own juices. Holding them to her face she sniffed the erotic scent of them. She wondered if Teri had smelled her arousal when they had kissed on the steps. Stripped of her clothes she lay back on her bed and slowly let her hands wander on her body. They found her hard nipples, and teased them to hard points, tracing light circles around the little buds, feeling the touch send little shivers clear down to her pussy. Her tits, while not really large, being a 36 C cup, were extremely sensitive. Every touch of her fingers sent shock waves thru her body. Electrical tingles that ended in her free flowing pussy. Closing her eyes she could see the dark butch in her mind. She let herself believe it was her hands playing with her sensitive nipples. The feeling was intoxicating. Thinking it to be her dark lady made it all the hotter for Bri. What was she thinking? She never got this turned on when thinking about a guy playing with her tits. But the thought of the tall black haired butch was driving her mad. She knew that a few light touches of her clit would make her explode. Still thinking of her butch, she let her hand trail down to her wet slit. Her juices flowed from her neatly trimmed mound, as Bri opened her inner lips and located the small nub that was her nerve center. She stroked it once, arching as the currents ran through her. Then slid her hand up and down the moisture of her wet pussy a couple times and then let two fingers slide into her wet hole, she groaned low in her throat. Her thumb hit her clit with each inward thrust of her fingers, and soon she was breathing hard, teetering on the edge of orgasm. Slowly, to let the tension build further, she stroked her fingers in and out of her sopping hole, at the end of each stroke she rubbed slow circles around her clit with her thumb. Finally, she could hold back no longer and shoved her fingers in as deeply as they would go, stroking her clit lightning fast , her thumb a blur. Her muscles tensed.. her back arched, and her senses reeled as her orgasm shot through her. Her movements slowed only for a fraction of a second as she continued to rub her engorged clit and pussy lips. She continued stroking her clit and soon a second orgasm was building on the embers of the first. She screamed Teri's name as she came the second time, feeling the power and the searing heat coursing through her body. Exhausted, she let her body drop to the bed. She had never been so turned on by anyone. She knew she had to return to the bar and find that dark haired butch that intrigued her so much. It was not until the early morning hours that sleep finally claimed the tiny woman. As she slept, she dreamed of the dark, handsome butch with the deep brown eyes and short raven black hair. Teri roared away from Bri's doorstep and headed home. Her trip was some distance and as the big Harley ate the pavement she thought back to the encounter with the tiny brunette. What was she thinking, Bri wasn't gay.. it was obvious from the start, yet she had come onto her like she was. It was true she hadn't been with anyone since she and Jeannie had broken up, but she told herself she had been too busy. Truth be told she hadn't wanted another relationship after Jeannie. The fiery redhead from her past tried to haunt her as she rode along. Teri shook her head to clear the image and let herself think about the little brunette. Damn! She had been so wrapped up in her feelings for her she had left her spare helmet on the young woman's head. A slow smile crept across her face, showing her even, white teeth. She would have an excuse to see her again! Her heart almost sang as she rumbled into the driveway of her sprawling ranch home. Cutting the engines, she could hear some of her horses in the paddock by the barn as she did every night when she returned from her night job. Horses were her passion and she had plenty of money to indulge her passions. She only worked at the bar to have something to do and help out the bartender who was an old friend. She swung off the bike, listening to it pop and crackle as it cooled in the night air. Walking to the house she was not surprised to see one of her ranch hands standing by the bunk house door. She waved silently, and he waved back as she entered the house. Once inside she dropped into a chair and let herself remember the evening in detail, the soft voice and gentle blue eyes of the young woman. Her sweet breath, and soft skin. How would she get her out of her mind? She slipped into sleep sitting in the chair. The sun was high in the sky when Bri opened her eyes. She lay in bed recalling the dreams she'd had all night . The dark woman had become her lover in the night, and had done wonderful things to Bri's sensitive body. She had used her hands and lips all over her. As a result, Bri woke up feeling wet and sticky and her first thought was a shower. She stretched and rose, heading for the shower. Her perky breasts bouncing slightly as she walked. She stopped in front of the full length mirror and looked at her petite form. Turning first one way then the other she thought 'I really am a sexy thing' she smiled and stepped into the shower. The hot water hit her skin like a million tiny needles, bringing her fully awake. She thought about what she would do today and decided that because she had to return Teri's helmet she might just go shopping and find something sexy to wear. She had decided that even though she had never been with another woman, there was nothing she wanted more than to be with one certain , tall, dark haired butch. If she was going to seduce her, she figured she should look the part.