Kelly awoke in the middle of the night from what seemed to be an incredibly vivid dream, still caught somewhere between the world of the dream and the physical one. Her husband was out of town so she was all alone on this chilly autumn evening, secluded in the estate miles outside of town.
There was a full moon that night, and the room was partly illuminated by the shafts of moonlight that penetrated the blinds. Still semi-conscious, she felt an overwhelming, palpable presence of someone in the hallway beyond the closed bedroom door, but she wasn't at all frightened by this mysterious sense. In fact, she was experiencing strangely erotic, deeply sexual feelings like she had never known. She felt such a powerful attraction to this alien presence and an irresistable urge to approach it, though she couldn't quite understand what it was. She could almost hear a voice calling her name, beckoning her forth. It was a silky, sensuous voice that she simply could not refuse.
Almost without any effort or conscious deliberation whatsoever, Kelly rose from her bed, wearing only one of her husband's flannel shirts that ran down to the middle of her thighs. She could think of nothing else but seeking out this strange entity in the hallway beyond the door. She slowly made her way across the floor without even being fully aware of her movement, as if she were sleepwalking, and slowly opened the door. The hallway was partly lit by the soft moonlight that shined through a large window, and by a streetlight on the lonely road outside. She could see that the French doors in the living room had been opened, and she could hear the rustling of leaves outside on this brisk autumn night. But instead of fear, she still felt only the urge to approach this mysterious presence.
Down the hallway, Kelly could discern the dark silhouette of a person. As she approached, she became aware of a pair of eyes, two pools of almost glowing emerald green that were illuminated by a lone shaft of moonlight that streaked across a face. They seemed to be the source of the seductive power that drew her onward. She could hear that sensual voice again, calling her name, summoning her forth, like a siren's song luring a helpless sailor. Kelly could feel those eyes that seemed to burn right through her.
As Kelly stared blankly ahead, the intruder slowly circled her, taking her in, admiring her, like a wine connaisseur savoring a rare vintage. This strange entity took in the vision before her. She started at Kelly's bare feet - perfectly sculpted, with high, beautifully rounded arches. With an approving grin, she briefly glanced up at Kelly's face, and then back down to her ankles, her taut calves, and her firm thighs.
She took a step back and slowly circled Kelly once again, as if she was sizing her up for some unknown task.
The woman stroked her hair again, and Kelly could again hear that playful, teasing voice -
She then stepped out the door and carried her burden off into the night.
.................. Written by: Beth .......................
"I'm basically heterosexual, but I must admit that I've hadfantasies
like the one described here. I've never actually had a sexual encounter with
another woman, but I would certainly not rule it out. I'm in my late twenties
and attractive. It will probably happen at some point. I'm currently
in grad school and am uncertain about the future. Aren't we all!!"