Secret Pleasures: A Steamy Lesbian Romance

Chapter 2

Chapter 2Once again, Stephanie found herself searching through her closet to find the perfect dress. It had to be conservative but sexy. She yanked several out and laid them on the bed. As she stood looking at them, she began to wonder what she was doing.

It wasn’t as if she was going on a date. She was just going to her son’s school for a few hours to help his teacher. Yet, even with this knowledge, she found it hard to make a decision on what to wear. She tried on several dresses before settling on a somewhat conservative black dress. It was one she had worn to several of David’s business functions.

It was snug to her bust and hips with a nice contour at the waist. While it wasn’t short by today’s standards, it was about four inches above her knees and an inch from being inappropriate for a school function. The top covered her ample bust and didn’t reveal much.

When she went to the dresser for pantyhose, she hesitated. It was still quite warm outside and her legs still looked good from her summer tan, so she decided to go without hose. A little chill ran through and she thought briefly about not wearing panties. Her better judgment took over and she left hers on. Finally, she put on a pearl necklace with matching bracelet and was ready to go.

Kelly was sitting at her desk when she looked up for some unknown reason. She glanced around the classroom and then out the window. She saw Stephanie Morrison getting out of her car in the parking lot and smiled.

Her heartbeat increased just a touch as she watched the pretty woman walk toward the school. It had been a long time since she had felt this way about someone. There was something that she couldn’t explain about Stephanie.

She could remember her stares and the sparkle of her eyes when they glanced at one another the other night. The feeling in her stomach took her back in time when she had her first lesbian experience. It had been a warm, sensual, and intense affair that ended at college.

Still, for Kelly, after all of the men she had dated, she somehow felt empty... as if something was missing. She knew that she wasn’t a “lesbian” whatever that meant. She enjoyed her s****l relationships with men. Except there was that undefined something she had only felt once in her young life. Those twinges had returned full blast.

Kelly smiled to herself, adjusting her white blouse and while she tugged her short skirt down her thighs. Even then the skirt was still a full five inches above her knees.

Stephanie smiled to cover her nervousness when she entered the classroom. It was almost as if it was her first day of school. She was happy to see that the kids had not arrived yet.

“Hi Kelly,” Stephanie said.

Kelly looked up and smiled as if she was surprised to see Stephanie so early. “You’re early,” she said. “Are you trying to get on the good side of the teacher?”

Stephanie saw Kelly’s bright eyes staring at her and found herself flustered again. “Uh... I... I like to be punctual.”

“Did you bring me an apple?”

Suddenly Stephanie’s smile was genuine. “Uh, no but I will the next time.”

They laughed.

Soon the two were talking and sorting out lesson plans for the students. They found that they had a lot in common, from music to political persuasions and almost everything in between. Stephanie liked the fact that Kelly was easy to talk to and was soon revealing things about herself she would normally only share with a good friend.

A few minutes later, the kids arrived, rushing into the room, laughing and squealing, pushing and shoving, like typical six-year-olds.

When Stephanie saw Ben come into the room, she smiled at him. While he smiled back, he didn’t otherwise acknowledge her. Even at his tender age, the peer pressure to be independent was apparent.

She knew that his friends would tease him if he showed undue emotions toward his mother. No boy of any age wanted to be called a “mommy’s boy”. Several times she smiled at him and he secretly smiled back.

The morning passed quickly. Before Stephanie knew it, it was time to leave. The kids had been sent to Mrs. Williams’ art class. The room was finally quiet. As she was straightening up, Stephanie knocked a stack of papers to the floor. She squatted down to pick them up and Kelly came over to help.

“I can be such a klutz,” Stephanie said as she gathered up the papers.

“I’m the same way. When I was a kid, my parents used to say I had two left feet,” Kelly laughed.

As Stephanie reached for a paper, her eyes glanced at Kelly’s legs. Her squatting position allowed her knees to slightly open. Suddenly the older woman’s heart skipped a beat... she could see all the way up the young woman’s skirt... and she didn’t have any panties on.

Stephanie’s head began to spin as her eyes continued to stare between Kelly’s legs. The sun’s rays illuminated the normally dark area. She could see under her skirt straight to her p***y. Stephanie was shocked to see she didn’t have any pubic hair. She could plainly the puffy bulge of her p***y lips.

“Is something wrong?” Kelly asked when she saw Stephanie staring. Her facial expression appeared serious. A hint of a smile curled at corners of her lips.

“Uh... no,” Stephanie quickly said. Inhaling a long, slow breath, she averted her eyes. Too late, the damage had been done. Stephanie could feel her p***y lips swelling and juice begin to drip into her panties.

As soon as the papers were gathered, Stephanie hurried out of the room and to the girls’ lavatories. In the privacy of the stall, she m*********d like some half-crazed teenager who had been kissed for the first time by the captain of the football team.

Stephanie was somewhat more composed and less anxious the next time she played “teacher’s assistant”. However, a touch or smile from Kelly would increase her heartbeat. It was ridiculous, but she couldn’t deny the way she felt.

The following week, as Stephanie was just about to leave for the day, Kelly asked if she would like to get together for dinner one night. “We get along famously. We have so much in common Stephanie. I thought it might be fun to go out this Friday evening... that is if you aren’t busy.” Kelly touched Stephanie’s hand warmly.

Stephanie felt the young woman’s soft hand on hers and almost trembled. “I’d love that,” she answered right away, much to her surprise. “I’ll see if my mother is available to watch Benjamin.”

“We can meet at Peter’s Pub. It’s not far from my place on Rosewood Lane.”

“Okay, I’m sure I can make it,” Stephanie said, deciding to call a babysitter if her mother wasn’t available.

The following Friday, Stephanie drove to the pub to meet Kelly. When she entered, she looked around in the dark restaurant and saw Kelly sitting in a back booth waving her hand.

Then with a bright smile, she made her way to the booth and slid in across from Kelly.

“No problem finding the place I take it?” Kelly said.

“No, I drive by here often on my way back from the mall.”

The two women ordered drinks and then dinner. Several times as they talked, Kelly reached over and touched Stephanie’s hand. It felt to the older woman as if electricity shot through her at each touch.

She found herself often losing her concentration as she looked into Kelly’s eyes. It almost felt like she was falling into a bottomless pit.

“Earth to Stephanie,” Kelly said. She had asked a question and was met with dead silence.

“I’m sorry,” Stephanie blushed. “What did you say?”

“I said that I really appreciate your help with the children.”

“It’s my pleasure. I love it.”

“I hope this isn’t going to sound too strange, but I would like to do something for you... to thank you.”

“That’s not necessary.”

Kelly continued. “During summers while in college, I worked in a beauty salon and learned to do nails. I was wondering if you would let me do yours. Your hands are gorgeous. I can’t help but notice you really take excellent care of them. I love hands. They are so sensual. Don’t you agree they’re a direct line to a woman’s soul?”

“Uh... that is more than kind of you, but I don’t want to put you out.”

“You wouldn’t be putting me out. We could go to my apartment now... if you have time. It’s only several blocks from here.”

This was the last thing that Stephanie expected. “I don’t know what to say.”

Kelly reached over and took her hand, rubbing it sensually, and said, “Say yes.”

A million thoughts went through Stephanie’s head and there were at least that many reasons why she shouldn’t do it, however, she found herself eagerly nodding her head yes.

A short time later, Kelly sat in front of Stephanie, holding her hand in hers again, a tray with instruments beneath them. She worked intently on her nails while they chatted: about kids, school and life in general. It was a very relaxed conversation. When Kelly was done the manicure, she rubbed lotion into Stephanie’s hands and began to give her a hand and arm massage.

Stephanie’s breath caught in her throat as she felt the sensuous way the young woman worked on her hands and arms. “You do a very good job Kelly. You might have missed your calling.”

Kelly merely smiled and continued to work. She opened the older woman’s palm. Using her thumbs, she began to massage that certain spot near the center.

Stephanie felt her hands and arms tingling. Then a sudden shock went through her. The feeling seemed to trickle up her arms and then down throughout her entire body. She began to breathe harder. Her pulse quickened. She became light-headed. Juice began to drip into her panties and she almost pulled her hands away, but she couldn’t move... she had no strength in her arms.

“This delicate spot is the area that controls a woman’s soul. It’s a major erogenous zone,” Kelly said as she moved her thumbs in tiny circles. “Men don’t know it exists and neither do most women.”

The tingling in Stephanie’s hands grew stronger as the electric current continued to flow directly to her p***y. It almost felt like the young woman was massaging her now swollen s*x lips. She had never felt anything like it.

Stephanie squeezed her legs together. She felt her wet lips trapped between her thighs. She tried to control her breathing as uncontrollable excited pulses radiated her desperate need throughout body.

Kelly smiled and moved higher up her arm, leaving the palm tingling.

A sigh of relief escaped from Stephanie’s lips.

When both hands were done, Stephanie grabbed for her wine glass, gulping what was left in one final sip. She permitted Kelly lead her over to sit in front of the fireplace.

She felt the friction of her swollen lips rubbing together as she moved. They sat close, their hips touching. Stephanie was very much aware of the warmth of Kelly’s hip and thigh on hers.

“Thanks again for the manicure. My hands and arms are still tingling,” Stephanie said... leaving out the fact that her hands and arms were not the only thing tingling.

“My pleasure. Thanks again for all your help. I know it’s early in the year, but I don’t know what I would have done without you this term,” Kelly said, leaning closer to the older woman.

When their faces were but inches apart, Kelly said, “I love your lips. They are so full and sensual.” With that she reached out and touched them with her fingertips. “Women’s lips are so sexy,” she whispered.

Warning bells were going off in Stephanie’s head, but the sound of the blood rushing to her brain drowned them out. Stephanie closed her eyes and waited, holding her breath in anticipation of what she knew was coming. A moment later she felt it... felt the lips of another woman on her own for the first time in her life.

A little moan escaped her mouth when Kelly pressed a little harder, spreading her soft lips across her own. Stephanie almost swooned when she felt Kelly’s tongue touch her lips. It ran back and forth, tickling her suddenly dry lips and leaving moisture behind.

Then the tip moved to the center... wiggling gently but waiting patiently. It seemed like hours but was only seconds when, with a moan from deep in her throat, Stephanie opened her mouth.

Kelly turned her head to the side. She pressed her tongue forward, opening her mouth wide. She reached her hand up and grabbed the back of Stephanie’s head gently, insuring that she didn’t pull away.

Now Stephanie felt Kelly’s long and wet tongue inside her mouth. Her lips automatically closed around it, sucking the sweet saliva from the smooth surface and drinking it down.

She felt Kelly’s tongue moving inside her open mouth as if trying to touch every place it could reach. Then, when Kelly pulled her tongue back, Stephanie’s automatically followed until it was trapped in the younger woman’s ravenous mouth.

Kelly wasn’t as reserved as Stephanie had been and sucked her tongue with thinly veiled s****l abandon. The room filled with the loud sucking sound as the kiss continued and grew even more passionate by the second.

Stephanie didn’t know how long the kiss lasted. When she finally wrenched her lips away from Kelly’s she was gasping for breath. Her mouth and tongue were tingling and her lips felt swollen. She looked at Kelly and saw fire in her eyes. With a Herculean effort, she stood up, breaking away from the younger woman. She swayed on her feet for a second before she could steady herself. “I... I... I have to get home... the baby sitter... the baby sitter has to get home,” she said.

“I thought you said that your mother was watching Benjamin?”

“Uh... she was going to, but then something came up,” Stephanie lied. She knew that Kelly knew it was a lie, however, she had to get out of there or risk... or risk... she didn’t know what.

“I’m sorry you have to leave,” Kelly said sadly. “Maybe we can get together next week. You said you wanted to learn to do Pilate’s. I’m almost a certified instructor.”

“Uh... alright.”

“Then we’ll get together next Tuesday after school... if you can get your mother to watch Benjamin again, that is.”

“Yes, sure,” Stephanie said, grabbing her purse and hurrying to the door. When she turned around to say goodbye, she found Kelly standing there, her face close to her own again.

“Thanks again for coming over,” Kelly whispered and moved forward to kiss her lips again.

Stephanie moaned as her soft lips touched hers. Then she quickly pulled away. “I’ve got to... got to go,” she gasped. She turned and rushed out of the apartment without thanking Kelly for the manicure. She practically ran the two blocks to her car.

When she got in, she paused, gasping for breath. She was trembling all over. She could still feel Kelly’s warm and soft lips on hers and her tongue in her mouth. Her p***y was literally throbbing.

With a trembling hand she touched her wet panties. Her clit was swollen and almost protruding through the wet gusset of her underwear. It had never felt so large. When she touched it, her body began to convulse.

“Ohhhhhh!!!” she hissed as a strong climax rushed through her. She grasped the steering wheel with one hand and rubbed her throbbing p***y with the other. Her legs squeezed tightly together as waves of incredible pleasure rushed through her.