From: nimue@teleport.com
Subject: My Carolyn Let Her In
Date: 2 Aug 1998 21:46:00 +0200

Marybeth is my best friend.  We've known each other for years, and 
often go shopping together, or go see a movie, or in the summer 
time, go over to the lake and swim and sunbathe.  She's also the first 
woman I ever made a pass at.

You see, I discovered that I was attracted to women a long time ago, 
but just kept it completely to myself.  But Marybeth, who's the 
nicest person I know and who has a spectacular body and a pretty 
face, is the first woman who attracted me enough to drive me to 
such a thing.  For years I used to fantasize about her.  Finally once 
when we had been drinking a little, I couldn't help myself--I 
admitted to her that she turned me on.  As soon as I said it, I was 
afraid that I had ruined our friendship.  I started to ask her if she 
was attracted to me, but I couldn't manage to make myself finish the 
question.

But she was gentle with me.  She told me she wasn't interested, but 
that she hoped this wouldn't hurt our friendship.  I actually started 
to cry, I guess because I was so afraid she was going to instantly 
drop me as a friend.  But she was very good about keeping our 
conversation going despite my tongue-tied state, and after that 
night, she called me often and I thought she might be deliberately 
trying to make sure we didn't drift apart.  I was ever so thankful.

One saturday, she called and asked if I'd like to go visit a friend of 
hers who had a swimming pool.  I asked her if she were sure it was 
all right, and she insisted that I come.  She picked me up and we 
drove out to the suburbs to one of the richest parts of town--where 
the houses were separated enough that you couldn't see one from the 
other.  She drove up to this stylish contemporary.  I asked her if her 
friend married rich.  She said her friend was a lawyer.

Once inside, she introduced me to Carolyn.  Carolyn was tall, with 
blonde hair pinned back, and looked like a model.  And she was 
dressed so well: she wore a suit which I'm sure made her one of the 
most stylish lawyers in existence.  I'm sure it cost a thousand if a 
penny.

Carolyn went to change while Marybeth and I went out to the back 
and pulled off our jeans.  We had worn our suits over.  When Carolyn 
came out, she was in this one-piece, and I don't know if it was the 
suit or her body, but I imagined her right in the pages of a magazine 
or in a commercial for one of those vacation places.

We all sat around and talked, and Carolyn talked about her life as a 
lawyer.  I certainly felt out of place: she knew all the top 
government officials in town as well as all the TV personalities, the 
richest entrepreneurs, and all the doctors and lawyers I had ever 
heard of.

Well, we swam some and lay in the sun some, talked some more, and 
drank some wine coolers.  When we were done, Carolyn told us we 
could shower and pointed Marybeth to one shower and me to another.  
The bathroom she pointed me to was off her bedroom.  I showered 
and dryed myself with the towel she gave me and wandered back into 
the bedroom where I'd left my clothes.  Carolyn was in there.  She 
was sitting naked in front of a vanity, putting lotion on her body.  
She looked at me and smiled and told me that if I lotioned her back 
that she'd lotion mine.  That sounded good to me, so I approached her 
with my towel wrapped around me.

When I was near, I realized that I might be in trouble: her body was 
intoxicating and I was getting that familiar feeling.  But I did my 
best to ignore it, put some lotion on my hand and started rubbing it 
into her back.  Touching her ruined all my chance of taking my mind 
off her body.  It was so sexy caressing her skin like that.  There she 
was, completely nude, sitting right in front of me.  Her breasts were 
incredible and even though I was behind her, the mirror gave me a 
perfect view.

I was done soon, and she suggested that I lay face down on the bed 
while she did my back.  I went ahead and found myself nude, laying 
down.  She sat next to me and started lotioning my back.  If touching 
her was murder, then this was absolutely too much.  She did it so 
lovingly--I thought she ought to be a bit more business-like because 
she didn't know what she was doing to me.  I almost died there, 
suffering from that mixture of excitement and embarrassment.

She did my back and also the backs of my legs and she wasn't shy 
about my rear cheeks.  But it was harder on me.  Then I felt her hand 
between my cheeks, then down on my pussy.  In a second I was so far 
gone I didn't even give it any thought.  Her fingers were incredible!  
And they would stray to my ass once in a while and poke a little at 
my rear hole--something I never would have dreamed would drive me 
so crazy.  In a minute I was coming and I passed out.

When I came out of my stupor, she was gone.  I got dressed and went 
into the living room.  No one was there.  I called but there wasn't any
answer.  Then ten minutes later they both came from where Marybeth 
had been showering.  Carolyn was wearing a pretty silk robe and 
Marybeth was dressed.  Marybeth had a flushed look on her face and 
she looked like she was trying to hide a smile.  I couldn't believe it.

When we left, Carolyn gave Marybeth a kiss on the mouth and they 
talked about meeting the following day.  Carolyn told her to bring me 
if she could.  She told Marybeth she was "very pleased."  Then we 
left.  As we were leaving, another woman was walking up the front 
sidewalk.  She didn't glance at us.  She was absolutely gorgeous.  
Carolyn let her in.