Michelle's eyes popped open. She found herself on top of her quilt, nearly naked. She looked around the room -- she was quite alone, and puzzled -- she couldn't quite remember what had happened the night before...although she knew something had gone on...she remembered going down to Ashley's Place for some reason. Ye gods, I must have gotten wasted, she thought. Yet strangely, she didn't feel hung over -- in fact, she felt exhausted and oddly refreshed at the same time...and there was the most delightful tingling sensation between her legs she didn't recognize. What happened...? she asked herself again. It's almost like...
Suddenly, the bedroom door opened and a musical voice said "Well -- ! Buenas manana, mija!"
Michelle looked up and remembered -- the Asian girl with the Spanish accent from Ashley's place. What was she doing here -- ? She walked in carrying an orange and two cups of coffee. "Smells wonderful," said Michelle, still disoriented.
"Thought you could use it after our little workout last night," the girl said sweetly.
Suddenly, it all came back to Michelle -- the trip to Ashley's Place, the game she'd started playing -- then meeting the Asian girl who kissed her like she's never been kissed (ye gods, I brought her HOME?!?), the drinks, the dancing -- and the most incredible --
"Tammy, right?" she asked, interrupting her thoughts.
Tammy smiled, setting the coffee cups and the orange down on the nightstand. She giggled and sat down on the bed next to Michelle. "You remember?" She placed a hand on Michelle's bare thigh. "Honey, we were wasted, but not that wasted."
Michelle swallowed and nodded. My god, what have I done? she thought. "Uh -- look, Tammy..."
Tammy gazed into Michelle's eyes in a way that, despite herself, she found very seductive. "You were absolutely wonderful last night." She giggled again. "I should say, we were wonderful."
Michelle smiled, then dropped her gaze. My god, she thought, the most incredible orgasms I've ever had -- hell, the first orgasms I've ever had...with someone I barely even know -- and another woman, no less!
Tammy spoke again. "I've never made love with anyone like that."
Michelle nodded. "Me neither," she replied quietly, sitting up.
Tammy put an arm around her. "What's wrong, mija ?"
"Well...it's just...I don't usually do things like this..."
"What do you mean?"
Michelle raised her head and looked at Tammy. Ye gods, she's beautiful, she thought. Even in the morning. "I mean, bring strangers home and...sleep with them."
Tammy laughed. "Oh, mija, we didn't do much sleeping last night."
Michelle smiled. "You know what I mean... it's just...look, in the last seven years, I've had five boyfriends...I've only had sex with three of them, and it wasn't on the first date." She sighed. "And I sure never enjoyed it, either."
Tammy began running her fingers through Michelle's hair. "You were sure enjoying it last night," she said softly.
Michelle closed her eyes and found her body responding to Tammy's touch. "Ye gods," she whispered, "what are you doing to me?"
Tammy slipped her arm around Michelle's waist. "Nothing you don't want," she replied. "Nothing we don't want..." she began running a hand gently up and down Michelle's arm.
Michelle turned and looked at Tammy again, putting a hand on her knee. "It was nice last night," she confessed. "I didn't want it to stop..."
Tammy licked her lips seductively. "I don't have anywhere to be today...do you?"
Michelle shook her head slowly. "I have the day off today."
Tammy peeled off the dorm-shirt she'd borrowed from Michelle, then proceeded to kiss her neck softly.
Michelle closed her eyes again and sighed. "Tammy..." she whispered.
"Yes, mija?" she replied. "You like this...?
"You know it, sweetie..." Michelle said.
Tammy continued kissing the soft skin of Michelle's neck...working her way along her jawline, and across her cheek...
Without warning, Michelle turned with lips parted, meeting Tammy's tongue with her own. The two young women kissed like that, licking and caressing each other's tongues for several minutes...
For the third time in less than twelve hours, Michelle and Tammy began making love with each other. Michelle lay back, slowly pulling Tammy on top of her...
Tammy caressed Michelle's lips with her own, slowly back and forth. Michelle gasped as their bodies made contact once again, their breasts rubbing together gently...
"Oh, mija," whispered Tammy. "I want you..."
Michelle swallowed and sighed as she placed her hands on Tammy's hips, pulling her down tenderly, yet insistently. Her heart began beating faster at the touch of Tammy's soft, smooth skin against her own. Once again, she felt the heat of desire sweeping over her. "Oh, yes..." she whispered in reply.
Slowly, tenderly, Tammy placed her parted lips on Michelle's, teasing with her tongue hesitantly and playfully. Gradually, Michelle began sliding her tongue deeper into Tammy's mouth, as the heat between them grew...
* * * * * *
It was mid-afternoon before Tammy and Michelle managed to disentangle their bodies from each other. They parted slowly, sharing several long, lingering kisses...although she was feeling sleepy, Michelle didn't want it to stop. She played with Tammy's long black hair as the two of them continued kissing, tongues only. Finally, Tammy rolled off of her and the two women lay in the bed quietly, spent.
Tammy gazed at Michelle fondly for a long time. Finally, she said. "What's on your mind?"
Michelle sighed and smiled. "Just thinking..."
"What, mija?"
"What does that mean?" asked Michelle.
"What...'mija'?"
"Yeah.. you keep calling me that..."
Tammy giggled. "It's just something you call a special friend."
Michelle nodded. "I guess that's what's so funny...ye gods, we just met...spent the night together...and I really don't know anything about you." She chuckled. "That's really not like me."
Tammy replied, "It's not like me, either." She smiled, then said, "I've never really done anything like this before."
"What, made love with another woman, or spending the night with someone you just met?"
"Yes."
They were quiet for a moment, just gazing at each other. Finally, Michelle said, "So...where do we go from here?"
Tammy thought for a second, then replied," How about the kitchen? I don't know about you, but I am famished!"
Michelle chuckled, realizing she had not eaten for nearly twenty-four hours. "Works for me," she said.
Twenty minutes later found them in Michelle's dining room, sharing fruit and bread and drinking mint tea. For awhile, they just made small talk, but finally, Michelle turned the subject back to the events of the previous night.
"I still don't know what got into me last night," she said.
"I don't know either," replied Tammy, "but I'm awfully glad it did."
Michelle smiled and put her hand on Tammy's. "Me too," she finally confessed. Again, there was silence for a moment.
"So...?" Tammy started.
Michelle looked at Tammy. "So, what happens now?"
"What do you want to have happen?" Tammy inquired.
"I don't know...like I said...I've...I've never felt this way before....at least...not with a girl." Well now, that's not exactly true, is it? said a voice in Michelle's mind.
"I'd like to see you again," said Tammy.
"I'd like to see you, too," Michelle replied. "I'm just worried..."
"About what people will think?"
Strange, that didn't even cross my mind, Michelle thought to herself. "I'm just thinking about your fiance -- "
"You mean my ex-fiance?" said Tammy, adamantly.
"Yeah...look, is this just a rebound thing for you? Because if it is -- "
Tammy stopped her with a look that suddenly made Michelle want to melt. What is this woman doing to me? she thought again. Then Tammy said, "Look, honey...I told you, it was over between Antonio and me a long time ago. I don't even know why I agreed to meet him last night." She smiled sweetly, and took Michelle's hand. "But I'm very glad I did."
Michelle looked up and returned the smile. "Oh, me too..."
"Tell you what," Tammy said finally, "let's not worry too much about what or why. We like each other, we enjoy each other...let's just accept it, and try not to put a label on it."
"I can deal with that," Michelle replied.
* * * * * *
They talked and visited for another hour before it was time of Tammy to head down to the lounge where she worked. Michelle lent her one of her skirts and a shirt to wear home.
"Sure I can't drive you?" Michelle asked as they walked toward the door.
"The bus stops right outside -- I'll be fine," Tammy assured her.
"So -- when will I see you again?"
"Well," Tammy said, "I need to take a little trip out of town for a few days..."
"Oh," said Michelle, a bit disappointed.
"It's no big deal, just a few loose ends I need to tie up," Tammy offered.
It's okay -- you don't have to explain," Michelle replied.
"Anyway, I'll call you as soon as I get back -- okay?"
"Sounds great," Michelle said.
Finally, they reached the door of Michelle's apartment. "Well," Michelle said, "I guess this is it."
"For a few days, anyway," said Tammy, slipping her arms around Michelle. Michelle returned her embrace, as Tammy placed her mouth against Michelle's.
"I'll be back before you know it," she said, teasing with her tongue and putting a hand on Michelle's breast.
"You better," Michelle said.
"Count on it, mija," replied Tammy as the two shared a long, lingering good-bye kiss. Finally, Tammy pulled away. Breathlessly, she said, "I really better get out of here."
Michelle nodded. "Go while you can," she giggled.
Tammy exited the door, blowing Michelle one last kiss as she did so. "See you soon, honey," said said, waving.
Michelle closed her door slowly, then wandered over to her sofa, still a bit dazed. All-in-all, the past twenty-four hours had been quite an experience. And the best part, oddly enough, was that Michelle had no idea what would happen next.