Date: Thu, 30 Jul 1998 06:53:00 -0400
From: Darlene Blotzer <firenice@net-link.net>
Subject: Not Half Bad Beginner

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My husband, Jerry has a woman friend at work who was trying to save some
extra money. She was trying to move into an apartment in our complex
because he is taking her back and forth to work and it cut a lot of time
off the driving. Also if Jerry has a day off or is sick she could just
ride her bicycle to work.
So when he came to me and asked me if she could move in with us, I was
hesitant but agreed. It would only be a month, and I would like someone
to do that for me if I needed to save some cash. Of course I made sure
that he wasn't screwing her or nothing. And I kept a pretty close eye on
them.
I am not the jealous type now, but I didn't want him having a taste of
that until I got it.
Now being that our apartment is only a 2 bedroom and the spare was used
as an office, she slept on the sleeper sofa. That meant she was in the
living room. As I was working overnights, I would sit in the office on
the computer and concoct my fantasies. Like this one. Well, Jerry
decided to get a head cold. If Jerry is sick and I am not asleep before
he comes to bed, I can't sleep at all. I usually end up on the couch. So
I explained to her that if she woke and I was out there, to not worry, I
just couldn't sleep with my husband.
Jerry knows of my fantasy to make love with another woman. He shared
this with her and she agreed, but we decided to take some time and get
to know each other even better. We both wanted to be friends before we
started this. Neither of us are the type to hop into bed with just
anyone.
So here I sit, thinking on it, wishing my fantasy would come true.
Waiting for her first move so that she could show me what it is like.
She is a confirmed bisexual, who has had much more experince than I, who
has had none to this point.
Thinking, wishing, hoping that the day would come soon.
And here is my fantasy for tonight....
It's 6:00 am, and I have just gotten home from work. Walking into the
apartment I am treated to the sight of her lovely trim body laying on
the bed, asleep. Well, it had been an exhausting night, and I'm about
done in. But to look at that, I am all jumped up even knowing that I
won't get any until she says it's time.
I stared at her for awhile just thinking of the possibilites. Oh the
thoughts running through my head right then! I decided a shower would
have to do. While in the shower, I started stroking myself, thinking of
her doing it for me. It didn't take long for me to bring myself off.
Resigned and as pleasured as I was gonna be for that night, I got ready
and got into bed. Of course it didn't last long since Jerry, still
stuffed up from that cold, was snoring like the devil. I guess it is the
couch and more torture for me.
Now, I am pretty shy. I am getting to know this girl, but since it is
her decision as to whether or not this is even going to happen, I really
don't even talk to her about it. I had decided that she was going to let
me know and until then I would try to keep my mind off it. Too bad that
never works.
I grabbed up my pillows and head to the couch. Since we have a large
sectional, it was easy for me to situate myself even with the bed pulled
out. I tried to make as little noise as possible, and thought I was
successful, as she didn't even twitch. At least I thought I hadn't woke
her up.
I was laying there, just thinking of the things we could do together
when I heard her roll over. Trying to keep my eyes off her was a little
difficult, but somehow I managed. Then came the surprise.
"Darlene?"
"Yeah hun," I say..
"You awake?"
"Yeah hun," I say, wishing she would go back to sleep, so that I could
eventually get some shuteye myself.
"Um, I'm kinda chilly with that A/C on and all," she says.
"Ok, I can get up and turn it down. No problem, really," I say, kind of
getting irritated. I sit up and swing my legs around.
"Um, No, actually if you turn it down, it will probably get to warm in
here to sleep."
Now I am really irritated. "What would you like me to do then?"
"Um, I was wondering....Um....if maybe you would come over here and
snuggle. I know I won't be cold then."
I stop dead, halfway off the couch. What? Oh God the torture! I thought
just sleeping in the living room was bad but now she wants me to snuggle
with her! She has to be asleep and not knowing what she is saying.
"Um, that is, unless you don't want to," she says.
Quick decision. Now do I risk never having the chance to be with her
cause she thinks I don't want it? Hell NO! After all she asked me, not
the other way around.
"Ok, hun, I'll come snuggle with you and get you back to sleep," I tell
her, climbing in behind her.
"Oh thank you so very much. This will help me sleep, I'm sure of it."
Yeah but it'll keep me awake, I'm thinking. Curse the gods who have
handed me this tempting fate!
Now I am laying behind her and she scoots really close. I am so nervous
and hesitant. I don't want to do anything that would make her kick me
out, but I want to touch her and do everything imaginable to her.
So I lay there, as still as a statue, daring to hardly breathe. Surely
she can feel my heart pounding. Surely she can feel my breath
quickening!
She reaches behind her to grab my arm and pull it around her. Now, this
is the closest I have ever been to another woman, and I have no
experience at reading the signals she's sending me. I didn't know what
was laying ahead for me....had no clue.
All of a sudden, I realize that she has placed my hand over her breast
and is rubbing my hand. This, in turn, is making me rub her breast, of
course. A shock of electricity runs through my body. Could this be what
I have been waiting for? Could she have to decided in my favor? Only one
way to find out, eh?
I begin to rub her breast, through her shirt, on my own, mindful not to
get crazy with it. Just small light caresses. I feel her nipple start to
harden and a soft little moan. I continue my light ministrations. When
she moans a little bit louder and I feel that her nipple is very hard, I
take that nipple between my fingers and start to roll it around. She
arches back into me, thrusting her chest out. I can feel my own nipples
against her back, hard as rock. I start to roll her nipple a little bit
harder, while I kiss her neck. Her moan of  "oh yes," is all I need. I
run my toungue up her neck and into her ear. "Mmm," she says.
"Hun?" I ask.
"Yes?"
"Are you awake?" Damn my conscious, anyway. I had to know. I had to make
sure that she was coherent. I couldn't take advantage of her like that.
"Yes I am," she says, "Wide awake."
 Oh, Hot damn! But what to do next? She was supposed to take the lead
and guide me. Just do what comes natural, I think to myself. If you do
anything she don't like she'll let you know.
"Turn over, honey," I tell her.
She turns over and faces me, looking me in the eyes. I just stare at the
beauty before me in wonder. Was I really going to make love to this
perfect woman? Seemed so hard to believe. Such as a dream.
I kiss her then, wanting to taste those lips. So soft, so tender. All
the reasons why I wanted to be with a woman were in that kiss. Long,
tender. Not wanting to stop or even breathe. I slide my tongue over her
lips, hearing her soft moan. Slowly I run my tongue over her lips again
and again, then slide it into her mouth. Not darting or dueling, but
meeting and sharing with her tongue. Drinking the taste of her, could I
ever have enough?
I break contact with her mouth, kissing my way to her war and neck. She
arched towards me, and I also take her breast in my hand. Rubbing
through her shirt, I tease and play.
"Take off your shirt, hun," I tell her...
She complies and I work my way down her neck to her shoulder, using my
teeth lightly. Farther down until I reached her nipple. Slowly, I tongue
my way around her nipple, not touching it. I lick all the way around it
before finally taking it into my mouth. She arches back.
Rolling her nipple around in my mouth, I suckle and nibble. Her breathy,
"Oh yes" is that sweet music I have always wanted to hear. I gently tug
on it, using my teeth. "Mmmm," she says.
While my mouth is busy with one breast, my hand is working on the other.
Eventually I switch and start to work on the other breast. Her breathing
is getting quicker and quicker.
Then I slowly start to kiss down her stomach. Going on pure instinct, I
move lower and lower. I grab the waistband on her shorts and gently give
them a tug. She lifts her hips to allow me to rid her of the
obstruction. Now with her most sensitive parts laid bare to me, I just
put my head down and inhale. The scent makes my dizzy. It is the most
intoxicating smell in the world. Looking at her and seeing her juices
starting to flow, I am blown away, knowing that I did that. I made her
wet. Amazing.
Softly, I run my tongue up amd down, tasting and exploring. I poke my
tongue in her hole and am rewarded with a sharp indrawn breath and small
squeal from her. Encouraged, I start licking all over. Flicking my
tongue over her button, she arches into my face. I fasten my mouth on it
and begin to suck. Lightly at first and then with more increasing
urgency. I hold on with her bucking and moaning, enjoying the pleasure I
am giving her. I reach down and slowly insert a finger into her hole.
"Oh, God, Darlene, don't stop...Please don't stop," she pants.
I insert another finger and start pumping them in and out, all the while
still fastened to her button. She starts moaning increasingly then.
"Darlene I am almost there. Please help me."
So I pump faster and suck harder. All of a sudden she goes still. I am
flooded with her sweet juice. It is literally pouring out of her. I lick
and lick, trying to get all I can from her. God she tastes so good! With
a shudder, she relaxes. I move up and lay beside her. She kisses me. A
long, passionate kiss.
Then she looks me in the eye and says, "For a beginner, you're not half
bad!"
Smiling to ourselves, we drift to sleep, knowing that my turn will come
and the pleasure will start all over.
The End