Since her teenage years, Angela has dreamt about being with a woman. She believed these taboo thoughts would remain only in her imagination. Angela is now in a position to explore her bisexuality, but is she ready for a relationship with a lesbian?
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“But I have to ask one more time: Are you sure you’re ready?” Brandie said. “Because I don’t want to be simply your first time. When I make love to a woman, I do it because she’s the woman I want to be with.”
“I want to be with you, too,” Angela said. And she meant it. She never slept with anyone just for the sex. She was thrilled about being in a relationship with Brandie, and she knew the lovemaking would deepen their bond.
Brandie reached and brushed the hairs away from Angela’s face. She leaned forward and kissed her softly. She suckled Angela’s bottom lip and pulled it slightly with her teeth. The contact was brief, but Angela felt the impact like a kick to the chest. A tingling heat radiated down her legs, to her toes and then back up again. It came to a rest around her clitoris and began to throb pleasantly.
Brandie backed away and drank the rest of her wine. She placed the glass on the coffee table and slowly rose to her feet. She walked away without a word. Angela was hesitant to follow, but Brandie removed her robe just as she disappeared down the hallway. Angela’s eyes widened. She didn’t have time to see if Brandie had anything on beneath the robe. Angela stared at the discarded garment for a few seconds and then quickly finished her second drink. She placed the wineglass on the table and stood uneasily.
The slight friction her thighs created as she followed was tantalizing. Angela’s heart thundered. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself when she reached the hallway. Brandie was nowhere in sight, but there was an open bedroom door ahead on the left. Angela’s heels sank in the plush carpet as she moved in that direction.
© Keith Thomas Walker
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“But I have to ask one more time: Are you sure you’re ready?” Brandie said. “Because I don’t want to be simply your first time. When I make love to a woman, I do it because she’s the woman I want to be with.”
“I want to be with you, too,” Angela said. And she meant it. She never slept with anyone just for the sex. She was thrilled about being in a relationship with Brandie, and she knew the lovemaking would deepen their bond.
Brandie reached and brushed the hairs away from Angela’s face. She leaned forward and kissed her softly. She suckled Angela’s bottom lip and pulled it slightly with her teeth. The contact was brief, but Angela felt the impact like a kick to the chest. A tingling heat radiated down her legs, to her toes and then back up again. It came to a rest around her clitoris and began to throb pleasantly.
Brandie backed away and drank the rest of her wine. She placed the glass on the coffee table and slowly rose to her feet. She walked away without a word. Angela was hesitant to follow, but Brandie removed her robe just as she disappeared down the hallway. Angela’s eyes widened. She didn’t have time to see if Brandie had anything on beneath the robe. Angela stared at the discarded garment for a few seconds and then quickly finished her second drink. She placed the wineglass on the table and stood uneasily.
The slight friction her thighs created as she followed was tantalizing. Angela’s heart thundered. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself when she reached the hallway. Brandie was nowhere in sight, but there was an open bedroom door ahead on the left. Angela’s heels sank in the plush carpet as she moved in that direction.
© Keith Thomas Walker
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