While Sarah tried to avoid making goo goo eyes at Reese across the table, Jennifer was home in bed and trying to read. However, while she could see the words quite clearly, they were not reaching her brain. She just couldn't focus. Her thoughts were elsewhere and for once it wasn't on her nubile housemates.
Sure they had all had a little fun after Sarah left, with her and Rose both eager to get a taste of Love, but Jennifer's mind had been elsewhere. Talking with Sarah about Freddie had gotten her mind working and feelings of guilt that Jennifer had tried so hard to repress were coming out and making her conscience slowly eat away at her. She loved Brad. She loved him more than anything and here she was cheating on him without a second thought about how it could hurt him.
But was it cheating? It wasn't like she was going to run off with Rose and live a life of sin. None of them were going to give her the baby she wanted so badly. She loved the girls, but they didn't hold the special place in her heart that Brad did. It was just sex and it wasn't even sex with a guy. It was sex with other women so that didn't count. Did it?
Jennifer knew it was all semantics. Was a blow job cheating? Perception of that question seemed to be yes, thank you very much Mr. Clinton. Was there a difference between going and sucking some other guy off and pressing her face to Love's pussy? Jennifer thought there was, but she was afraid she was just making up excuses for running off and cheating on Brad.
What was bothering Jennifer the most was how little guilt she felt over this. She felt it should be bothering her more, but it wasn't. The more she did with the girls the more she felt at peace. Having sex with other women was becoming part of what made her an individual. To Jennifer it was almost like her soul was being corrupted by evil lesbian temptresses and she reveled in it. She should have felt worse but it just felt better and better.
She was living a double life, she knew that much for sure. She was loving wife one moment and eager lesbian orgy participant the next. It all depended on what house she was living in she supposed. Jennifer was aware she couldn't keep this up forever. She really had two options. She could move out and give up on these special friendships she had made or she could confess everything to her husband and hoped he understood. It was a choice she was going to have to make, but she wasn't ready to face it. Brad was in New York for the next little while promoting "Ocean's Eleven," but after that he would be back and then she would have to make some tough choices.
Thinking about Brad brought a smile to Jennifer's face, as it always did, even though she was contemplating whether or not she was the worst wife ever. She missed him so much and wished he was right here beside her. What a trip that would be. Having Brad here at the house with her. God, think of the possibilities. He would be able to live every man's fantasy and she could have everything she wanted. Jennifer shut her eyes and fantasized about being in bed with Sarah. They would strip off each other's clothes and kiss, their naked bodies touching in all the right places as Brad watched in the corner and played with his hard cock. Jennifer saw herself pulling her face from Sarah's wet breasts and wiggling her finger to him...beckoning him closer so she could share him with Sarah and anyone else who happened to wander it.
Jennifer's face grew flush with desire and she stretched out on the bed, letting these delicious feelings flow. She was on the bed, dressed for sleep in men's boxer shorts and a wife beater t-shirt. She felt her pussy moisten under the boxers and she began to reach for her pleasure center. She wished she could pick up the phone and call Brad in New York, but it was after 1:30 in the morning there. She didn't want to wake him but she longed to hear his voice and tell him naughty things and make him explode, moaning her name out.
She would have to take care of her own needs and she embraced the change of pace. She had been in so many group encounters the past few days, that she had barely had any time to herself. Now she was all alone with her perverted imagination giving her all the company she needed. Her housemates might not have seen much of it as she adjusted to her new lifestyle, but Jennifer could probably outdo all of them when it came to dirty thoughts. Jennifer remembered all the times she would be sitting and relaxing in a bath, in a bed or even in the middle of the damn day when her mind would begin to wrap itself around a sexy encounter and she would just have to take care of her burning need.
Those fantasies had usually been about guys, but now it was an all girl revue, with one exception. Jennifer pushed her boxers off and began stroking her slit, teasing the lips of her labia up and down and getting herself mighty wet. As her fingers pressed inward and toward her clit, Jennifer built on her fantasy of before. She imagined all of her housemates at play, their bodies naked and glistening as each and every one of them took a turn with Brad. After Sarah had her turn, Love would have eagerly mounted Brad and rode his naked body. She could see her husband falling into complete lust with that insatiable nympho as she pulled off his cock and begged him with adorable eyes to fuck her hard in the ass.
Jennifer could almost hear Love's moans of rapture feeling Brad enter her ass. Perhaps it was just her own heavy breathing and deep moans she heard but it was hard to tell as she lost herself in her fantasy and pushed three fingers inside her pussy. Jennifer had never let Brad take her there before, but that was going to change for sure and she knew he was going to make it feel good.
Rose would be next and Jennifer knew that she wouldn't let him come until she was thoroughly satisfied several times over. She would love to see Rose use every trick she knew to keep Brad hard and ready to fuck her more and she knew she wouldn't hear a word of complaint from him as he pushed his cock into Rose's pussy over and over again. Jennifer's fingers were working her own pussy over so well as she imagined Rose wrapping her tits around his cock before moving her head in and sucking him off.
By now Jennifer's wife beater was cast aside and she was using her free hand to pinch her nipples and rub her pussy juice all over her own tits and stomach. Her fantasy was so vivid and her pussy was sopping. Jennifer's fingers worked their magic in her pussy while her mind drew her pictures of all of them watching Brad take them one after another. Whichever girls weren't being fucked were helping to fuck the others in a sticky mass of wet girl flesh. The picture felt so real that Jennifer could just about smell the sex that hung in the air.
When Rose could take no more it would have to be time for Jewel and Jennifer imagined her husband welcoming her new roommate by taking her doggie style. Jennifer longed to see her friend's big tits bounce up and down while her husband gripped her ass cheeks and fucked her pussy so well.
The best would have to be saved for last, so only after the other girls had had their fun would Jennifer allow Brad to take her. She felt her body begin to tense up when she pictured Brad spreading her legs and entering her tight pussy. Jennifer began to come, soaking her fingers and her sheets with desire, from dreaming of Brad pushing into her and fucking her like the naughty girl she was. They would both be able to come at the same time as Jennifer finally showed mercy on her beloved and allowed him to explode inside her and only her, filling her up and making her feel so good.
Even as she came, the pictures never lost any of their clarity. It was such a beautiful, sexy fantasy and Jennifer reveled in every moment. She fucked herself until she could come no more, her moans long since turned into exhausted gasps. She slumped back and pulled her fingers from her soaked pussy. Jennifer eagerly sucked on her own fingers, licking the cream off and treating them just like she dreamed of doing to Brad's cock, wanting to taste all the juices of her housemates before letting him come in her mouth.
When her mind finally could generate nothing else, Jennifer merely turned over and fell into a content and happy sleep. Yes it was a problem she knew she would have to face but, lost in the haze of orgasm, it didn't seem like such a big deal anymore.
Tomorrow couldn't have come fast enough and when it did Sarah found herself awaiting Reese's arrival like she was some kind of nervous teenager waiting for the captain of the football team to pick her up for the prom. Luckily she didn't have to be on the Buffy set that day so she could spend the whole day with Reese if she wished.
It also meant that Sarah was able to spend the morning with Love and her brunette friend was very happy to have her around. Sarah had been hoping to sleep in a little that morning, but Love showed she had other plans when she had crept into her room and snuck under the covers with her. It was not an intrusion that Sarah minded and, after they both wiggled out of their pj's, she got an excellent chance to see Love's bare pussy, which she couldn't help but stroke with her fingers and then her tongue.
Sarah also had a chance to meet Michelle, who was as beautiful and affectionate as Love had built her up to be. She was going to have to get to know her real well, real soon. After politely taking a rain check on Michelle's offer of her grooming services, Sarah waited for Reese to stop by. She hoped she had given her good directions. She didn't want her getting lost or, worse, stopping at the house of those weird pot smokers Jennifer had met yesterday.
Those fears were dispelled when Reese pulled up to the house. Love smacked her on the ass for good luck and Sarah was on her way. Sarah hopped into Reese's car and, after a few minutes of getting reacquainted, they quickly fell into the rhythms of the friendship they had struck years ago on that movie set. Both girls were determined to act "normal" that day and pretend for a moment that there were dozens upon dozens of websites dedicated to how wonderful they were. In the grand context of things, fame wasn't a huge burden, but it was nice to spend a day outside of it with a good friend every now and then.
That was exactly how Sarah and Reese had planned to spend the day and the execution was flawless. They talked over each other, giggled at silly things and said the words "Oh my God!" a lot. They also spent the majority of the day doing what girls with time on their hands, limitless credit and easy access to Rodeo Drive do...they shopped.
Shopping wasn't all they did, to be fair, they also stopped to eat lunch. Reese took the time to offer to teach Sarah the benefit of yoga and Sarah in turn offered to teach Reese how to kickbox. They also talked about their respective mates a lot.
"I mean Ryan's great, but..." Reese said before trailing off.
"But what?" Sarah asked as she sipped away at mochaccinno. Both women were tired from their shopping spree so they had stopped off for a refueling at one of the many Starbucks in the area. Sarah's ear was attuned to all of Reese's Ryan-related complaints. She was searching to anything she could use to her advantage for a potential seduction.
"Well, it's just that I don't know if he's really into me anymore," Reese explained.
"Oh you're not serious," Sarah said shaking her head in disbelief. "Why on Earth wouldn't he be into you?"
"I know he loves me," Reese said. "It's just that sometimes...I don't know...he just seems to have lost interest into me. When we first were together we were so great and we used to make love all the time, but now with being married and having the baby, it's just not the same. God, listen to me, I sound like such a frustrated housewife. I've turned into a cliche."
"No you haven't," Sarah assured her. "I can't believe that Ryan would be like that. Any man would kill to be with you."
"A man wouldn't have to kill for me," Reese admitted with a blush. "I'd just like one who could bring me off once in a while."
"What?" Sarah asked, narrowly avoiding doing a spit take of her coffee drink.
"I haven't had an orgasm in like months," Reese said, her voice low so no snoopy bystander could pick up on the conversation. "Ryan has no idea what a good actress I am when we make love. I've been faking it and he doesn't even know."
"No orgasms in months?" Sarah gasped, her vocal volume also dropping. How could anyone live like that? Now she was convinced she had to seduce Reese, for the girl's own benefit. Sarah decided what Reese needed most of all right now was to come. "What about, you know, toys?"
"Well yeah," Reese replied, shocked she was talking so frankly about her sex life, but feeling good that she was finally able to open up to someone. This is what friends were for, after all. "But bringing myself off just isn't the same. It's not quite as much fun, you know what I mean?"
Do I ever, Sarah thought. God, the things they could all do to Reese if she got her back to the house. She wouldn't be suffering from lack of orgasms after that for sure.
"Maybe you should tell him," Sarah suggested. "How's he going to get better if he doesn't know he's doing a bad job? I mean men are kind of thick sometimes, I practically have to have road signs on my body for Freddie to know where to go."
"Well I would tell him, but I know he'd just go and sulk," Reese replied. "I mean I love him, but sometimes he can be a bigger baby than Ava."
"You can always go off and have a scandalous affair with the pool guy or something," Sarah offered, not wanting to rush into this, but hoping to keep the subject on sex for as long as possible.
"I've thought about it, believe me," Reese admitted. "But I could never do it. It just wouldn't feel right to be with another man like that. I'd feel so guilty about it."
"So run off with a woman," Sarah blurted out before she even had a chance to think about it. Reese looked taken aback by the statement, but it didn't send her running from the table either. Sarah didn't want to scare her off.
"Well...I really hadn't considered that option," Reese replied, letting it dance around in her brain. That wasn't something she'd thought of in a long, long time. "I suppose it's as good an idea as any."
"Oh well I was just joking," Sarah said as they got up from the table and began to walk. Damn it, she'd played her hand too early. If only she hadn't been so eager.
"I know," Reese quickly replied before an oncoming store caught her eye. "Oooh! We are so going in there!"
"Where?" Sarah asked, before she saw what Reese was talking about. "Oh, no way!"
"Yes way," Reese excitedly tugged on Sarah's arm and dragged her toward Victoria's Secret. "We are going to attract our guys the old fashioned way...with sexy lingerie. I am not taking no for an answer. I am going in and you, future Mrs. Prinze, are coming in with me."
Sarah of course, was resisting on the surface only. With her mind already filled with lustful intentions toward her friend, she was not going to pass up a chance to do a little lingerie shopping. A little nagging part of her brain already had written the gossip note about them heading to Victoria's Secret that would surely appear in Mike Walker's next column for the Enquirer, but she batted it away. Gossip was part of life, just like a bad hair day, you just had to work through it and move on. Besides if this day worked out like Sarah wanted then a little note about her shopping with Reese would truly only be a small price to pay.
Since Sarah's protests were cosmetic, it didn't take much time for Reese to get her inside the store. The managers of the store were used to celebrities coming in and they had instructed their employees to never make a big deal out of it. If they caught any of their employees fawning over celebrity clientele or begging for autographs, they were fired on the spot. They wanted to make sure that all their clients, both celebrities and normals, had pleasurable and easy shopping experiences. So Sarah and Reese were able to head inside with no notice whatsoever.
The girls looked around at the selection and giggled over some of the sexier designs they saw. What was a little naughty fun with a friend to Reese was much more to Sarah and she only hoped her arousal wasn't becoming too apparent. If she was going to seduce Reese, it had to be a private setting, but being with her in a store that was dedicated to selling sex was a little much for Sarah. She was able to distract her thoughts just slightly by looking for things she might be interested in buying. They did have some nice things here and soon Sarah and Reese had both went into the changing rooms to see if the items that had caught their eyes looked as good on their bodies as they wanted them to.
Sarah stared at herself in the mirror and tried not to develop a serious sense of self worship. Ego aside, she had to admit she looked damn sexy right now. She had selected a red flyaway babydoll that was a mixture of sheer silk chiffon and velvet. It wasn't sexual in a nasty "let me drag you into the next alleyway" kind of way, but teasing and naughty in the best Victoria's tradition. The string to untie her top and release her breasts dangled in a tempting manner over her bare stomach and Sarah couldn't help but imagine showing it off for her housemates. Reese may have thought Sarah was shopping to please Freddie, but that was far from reality. Instead Sarah was thinking of Love and Jennifer pulling that string to access her bosom and Rose pulling her red panties down...with her teeth of course.
Those thoughts sent a delicious shudder through Sarah's body and she decided right there and then to purchase this. She began to wonder what Reese was wearing right now. Sarah began to think about Reese stripping off her clothes in the dressing room and slipping smooth silk onto her beautiful skin. Almost unconsciously Sarah began to reach down toward her pussy, but stopped herself in the nick of time. Let's not risk the chance there's a security camera looking at me right now, Sarah smiled. Sarah couldn't help but continue to imagine Reese's body as she undressed. She wanted her so bad and she was totally lost in her fantasies. Sarah was so into her thoughts that she gasped audibly when she heard Reese calling out her name.
"Oooops, sorry, didn't mean to scare you there," Reese said from the changing room next to hers. "Ummm I was just wondering if you could come in here for a second. I need a second opinion about something."
"Sure, Reese, give me a second," Sarah said, slowly desperately trying to keep what was happening from overwhelming her. She grabbed the bathrobe she had intended to buy and put it on. There was no sense in giving the other shoppers a free flesh show. Sarah walked out of her dressing room and knocked on the one next to her.
"Come in," Reese said. "I left it open for you."
Sarah entered and had her breath taken away when she saw Reese standing in front of the mirror modeling a lavender bra and panties set. The thong cut of the panties made her ass look so sexy and the extra heft of the bra made Reese's already beautiful breasts look positively mouth watering. She had an unsure look on her face and Sarah thought her touch of insecurity only made the ensemble sexier.
"I really like it," Reese explained. "But I wasn't sure if it was right for me. What do you think?"
"Oh Reese...it's gorgeous," Sarah admired, hoping her arousal wasn't becoming evident.
"Really?" Reese asked. "You sure I'm not fooling myself?"
"Oh absolutely," Sarah stated while she wished that Reese was using it to tempt her not Ryan. "You look absolutely beautiful. You really look sexy."
"Thanks," Reese said gratefully. "I just wanted to make sure it looked good to another set of eyes. So what do you have under there? Please tell me you're not just getting that robe."
Sarah hesitated, so Reese then took the initiative and untied the sash of the robe. She opened it up and nodded her head in appreciation when she saw the babydoll.
"Nice," Reese smiled. "Very nice choice there. Freddie's going to be one happy man."
I'd rather you be one happy woman, Sarah said in a silent thought to Reese. Having Reese open her robe like that and be so close to her body was making her lose whatever willpower was remaining. Their faces were so close that she could just reach out and kiss Reese if she wanted. She could throw her arms around the back of her neck and give her a big, romantic smooch, but she knew that move could backfire and really start a problem. It was better to wait until they were alone.
"If these don't turn the boys into our drooling sex slaves tonight then I will have to give up on them," Reese said cheerfully as she pulled away from Sarah and pulled the bra off her body. Sarah's eyes shot wide open when she saw Reese's bare breasts and she was afraid she was going to faint when Reese turned around and pushed her panties down revealing her exquisite ass. Would the girl have been so carefree with her nudity if she had known the lustful effect she was having on Sarah? Sarah sure didn't think so. She knew Reese saw this as ok because "they were just girls," but it didn't stop Sarah's heart from pounding.
"Hey, we've still got plenty of time left today," Reese said while pulling her clothes back on, blissfully oblivious to what she was doing to Sarah. "How about you show me that place of yours and I can show you some of those yoga moves I told you about. I guarantee you will feel about a million times healthier after you start."
"Sure, that sounds great," Sarah answered, realizing she now had her chance to get at Reese. "Do you want to stop home to get your gear or whatever you need?"
"It's not like I need cleats or anything, silly," Reese pointed out. "I've got my stuff in the car, so we can go straight to your place if you like."
"I would love that," Sarah replied, truer words never having escaped her lips. "I want you to show me everything."
"God, what a great ass," Rose murmured as she and Love watched Michelle work. She was actually doing the job she was hired to do today, but that didn't stop the two girls from lusting after her. Rose quickly saw that the French girl was all Love had built her up to be. She was sexy even when she was dusting. Of course it didn't hurt that they had given her a French maid's outfit to go along with her accent. The skirt wasn't too short, they had to at least show a little restraint, but it still showed her long legs off very nicely.
"Just wait until you see her naked," Love teased. "You won't be able to resist a taste of her pastry."
"Mmmm I can't wait," Rose moaned. She hated that Love had had her and she hadn't. She resolved to correct that as soon as possible, but was waiting for now. After all, the house did need a bit of cleaning done and Rose sure as heck wasn't going to do that. She'd let Michelle do the housework and then reward her afterward. In the meantime, Love and Rose were content to watch Michelle at work and wait until Sarah and Jennifer got home.
"So Jewel called again," Love informed Rose. "She wants to start moving her things in tomorrow. She's very eager to start spending the night."
"I'll bet she is," Rose smirked. "I just hope you won't be too upset when she's sleeping in my bed that first night."
"Oh Rose don't you know that I believe in sharing," Love said, snuggling up to Rose so that the raven-haired actress could feel her breath on her neck. "There's plenty of Jewel for us all to enjoy."
"So how do you think Sarah's day with Reese is going?" Rose asked, wondering if there would soon be another celebrity notch on their bedpost.
"If I know Sarah, then she's going to have Reese eating out of the palm of her hand...or anywhere else she'd like very soon," Love replied.
"Let's just hope Sarah is as into sharing as you are," Rose said. "I'd love a piece of that girl too."
"Is there any hot girl you don't want?" Love laughed.
"You've got it backwards girlfriend," Rose replied. "It's them that want me."
"Well none of them could want you as bad as I do," Love replied sincerely, resting her head on Rose's shoulder as they stood side by side. She wrapped her fingers around Rose's hand and squeezed it gently. Rose responded with a warm smile and a kiss on Love's lips.
Before anything further happened, the door swung open and the laughing pair of Sarah and Reese walked in happily. Love and Rose quickly pulled away from each other, not sure if Sarah had clued Reese in or not and not wanting to spoil her fun if she hadn't.
"Well you can meet at least some of the roommates," Sarah said as she brought Reese into the foyer where Rose and Love stood. "I'm not sure if you've met them before, but this is Jennifer Love Hewitt and Rose McGowan."
"Oh we've met," Love said as she waved hello to Reese. Often the two of them were up for the same parts as the sexy and sweet girl next door type and Reese was more often than not the one who ended up snagging the part. Love didn't hold a grudge though. She learned a long time ago that the other girl wasn't to blame if she got the part. She felt that if you were nice to her, she'd be nice to you and Reese sure did seem nice.
"How have you been Love?" Reese asked.
"I've been much better lately," Love answered with a sly grin.
"It's good to meet you Reese," Rose interjected.
"Same here," Reese replied, resisting the temptation to add "I've heard a lot about you."
"You know we had a party the other day," Rose said. "It's too bad we didn't invite you. If I'd known you and Sarah were so close, I would have made sure you were included in the festivities. We all had a lot of fun."
"Well invite me to the next one," Reese smiled, unaware of the remark's context. "I'd love to come."
"Oh you will, count on that," Rose smiled evilly, loving the opportunity to tweak Sarah a little.
"Reese is going to show me some yoga positions and free my mind or whatever," Sarah explained, quickly changing the subject. "We'll be down later."
Sarah then dragged Reese up towards her room while shooting Rose a look of pure death. Rose playfully stuck out her tongue in response, silently telling Sarah to lighten up. As soon as Sarah and Reese were out of earshot, Rose and Love shared a laugh and hoped that soon they would be invited to join in some passion in Sarah's room.
"So who's your decorator?" Reese asked after taking in her surroundings. Seeing a room with a detailed mural of the New York City skyline as well as furniture and that fit into the Big Apple theme was sure to raise an eyebrow. Reese was also a little surprised to see a hot tub in the middle of the room, but she supposed when people hate carte blanche to live as they chose, this was what happened. To her it was like Sarah had been given the dream of every six year old to decorate their room exactly how they wanted it.
"It was actually like that when I got here," Sarah explained. "It's a long story."
"Well you'll have to tell me sometime," Reese requested. "But first let's start by having you clear your mind of all distractions."
That was harder than it seemed for Sarah. It was very difficult to clear your mind of distractions when all you wanted was to jump the bones of the girl next to you. By this point they had ditched their shopping clothing for attire more suited for Yoga. Reese was in a black leotard while Sarah had chosen sweatpants and a Yankees t-shirt. Once again Reese had shown no hesitancy to get naked in front of Sarah when she changed her clothes, so this time Sarah joined her in the nudity department. She got such a thrill being naked with Reese that she entertained suggesting they try the exercises in the buff. Sarah held her tongue and got dressed, hoping that soon she and Reese would be getting naked again soon.
Sex was the furthest thing from Reese's mind at the moment as she focused on showing Sarah the basics of yoga. She knew the dedication to a philosophy like this could be used as a cheap punchline to some joke about celebrities and their fads, but Reese really credited yoga with helping her sort her life out. Her life could often be hectic as she tried to balance career with family and yoga was a way for her to find clarity and balance. She only hoped it could bring Sarah the peace it had brought her.
"Ok, I won't throw anything too challenging your way, rookie," Reese teased. "Here's a basic move called a triangle. It's perfect for beginners. Now clear your head and focus. Just do what I do."
Reese then set herself up so she could reach down for her left foot with her left hand. It was kind of like a sideways version of touching her toes and Sarah followed suit. Their legs were positioned so as to form a type of standing triangle. It hurt a little at first as Sarah felt her muscles begin to stretch. She was in great shape, playing Buffy demanded it, but this was a workout she was not used to.
"Owwww," Sarah whined.
"Oh be quiet you big baby," Reese playfully chastised. "I never knew you were such a wimp."
"We'll see who's a wimp when I teach you how to kickbox," Sarah shot back.
"Shhhh, less talk, more yoga," Reese instructed. Sarah gradually got used to the position and Reese began to show her more basic exercises, including some splits that Sarah found much more comfortable thanks to years of gymnastics training.
"Shouldn't we be listening to some Enya or something?" Sarah mocked.
"Oh shut up," Reese laughed. "You're going to be thanking me when you can crawl into all kinds of fun positions for Freddie."
Sarah did see the benefits of this, but she wasn't thinking of showing them off to Freddie. Right now she was only thinking about the different kind of exercise she wanted to do with Reese. Seeing her body in that tight leotard was only weakening Sarah further. She wanted to make a move so badly, she just needed a shot. Sarah and Reese continued to stretch and feel the Yoga burn and Sarah began to get more and more into it.
"Wow this does feel good," Sarah admitted.
"Just wait until you're more experienced with it," Reese said. "You'll be able to do some amazing things. Look at this."
Sarah sat and watched as Reese got into a position she called a wheel, where she literally bent over backwards. Both her hands and feet were on the ground and her flat tummy was arched in the air. Sarah expressed her amazement but Reese suddenly slipped just a little out of the position she was holding and fell down onto the soft carpet.
"Ouch," Reese stated.
"Are you ok?" Sarah asked, coming to her friend's aid.
"Body is fine, ego is bruised," Reese admitted. "I guess I'm not as good a teacher as I thought I was."
"Don't worry, you're fine," Sarah informed her. "Maybe you just need a break. We've been doing this for awhile."
Reese brushed a bead of sweat away from her forehead and sat up.
"Maybe you're right," she smiled. "Any ideas?"
Reese just looked so attractive right there, her face still flushed from both the embarrassment of falling and the blood having rushed to her head. Sweaty strands of hair fell near her face and the exertion of the position has made her nipples press against the tight leotard. With Sarah already as aroused as she was, she would had to have been a nun to have resisted this opportunity.
"Yeah, I've got an idea," Sarah said, deciding to go for it and pressing her lips to Reese's in a kiss. Unfortunately Reese's reaction wasn't what she was hoping for. Her eyes got wide and she pushed her away.
"Sarah! What are you doing?" Reese demanded.
"I thought it was obvious," Sarah smiled, seeing if she could literally charm the pants off Reese.
"But...but...what are you doing?" a very perplexed Reese asked. Her head was spinning and it wasn't from the blood that had rushed there. "I'm not a lesbian! Oh my God! You're gay! What about Freddie? Are you coming onto me?"
"Whoa...whoa...whoa...slow down," Sarah instructed, trying not to lose control of the situation. Damn it, this wasn't how she wanted it to go. "I'm not a lesbian either Reese. But I think this is what you need."
"What? You think I need to be mauled by some dyke?" Reese snapped, backing away from Sarah. Those words stung Sarah, but she pressed on.
"Reese, you don't understand," Sarah tried to explain. "I love men, but I also love women. It's so beautiful when two women make love. I can show you such pleasure. Please, I can make you feel so, so good. You just have to give it a chance. When Love and I first tried this, it was confusing to me with all these new feelings, but you have to give it a chance!"
"Whoa! You and Love?" Reese exclaimed, standing up like a rocket. "That's what's going on here! What is this place, some sick lesbian love nest?"
"Reese, please understand," Sarah begged, standing up and stopping her friend from leaving. "I didn't want to make you angry like this. I know something like this can be scary, but it will feel so good. I heard what you said before. You need something like this, even if you can't admit it."
"I told you that because I thought you were my friend!" Reese said angrily. "I never would have said those things to you if I knew you were going to try and rape me with your perverted friends!"
"It's not like that at all, Reese," Sarah replied. "Please don't be mad at me! I didn't want to make you upset. I just wanted to make you happy! Being with a woman feels so good. I've never been happier!"
"You're sick Sarah!" Reese hotly accused. "I thought you were my friend. I thought I could trust you. And you were just some perverted dyke who wanted to use me as some toy for you and your new friends! Oh my God I let you see me naked!"
"Reese, please don't be like this," Sarah pleaded, on the verge of crying as she reached out for her friend. "It's not perverted. It's wonderful."
"Don't touch me!" Reese yelled as she pulled herself back from Sarah and slapped her across the face. "You're sick! I never want to talk to you again!"
Reese then grabbed her clothes and stormed out of the room, while Sarah stood frozen, rubbing her cheek. She wanted to get out of here as quickly as possible. She didn't know what was going on here, but she knew Sarah wasn't the person she had thought she was.
"Hey Reese," Love smiled as she saw her coming down the stairs. "Where are you going?"
"Don't come near me!" Reese insisted angrily. "I know what's going on here! You're all sick freaks! Oh my God, I can't believe this is happening!"
Reese got out of the house as quickly as she could. Hearing the commotion, Rose emerged from the kitchen munching on an apple and saw the shocked Love standing in the middle of the foyer. She then looked up and saw Sarah standing at the top of the stairs, tears streaming down her face.
"What'd I miss?" Rose asked before taking a bite of the fruit in her hand.
"So do I look better with the glasses on or the glasses off?" Ryan asked as he stood in front of the mirror in his and Reese's bedroom.
"What was that?" a very distracted Reese asked.
"I wanted to know whether I look smarter if I wear my glasses or if I don't," Ryan said. "If people think I'm smarter, I'll start to get better roles."
"You always look smart, honey," Reese said.
"That's what I thought too," Ryan replied as he returned to the mirror, pulling his glasses off and then putting them back on as he experimented with various looks.
For her part, Reese lay in bed under the covers, seemingly engrossed in her reading, but her mind was far from the book in front of her. It had been hours since she had stormed from Sarah's house and she was wracked with guilt. Reese felt just terrible about those things she'd said to Sarah and Love. She'd been so confused and surprised and she'd lashed out at a friend. When she thought about how she'd slapped Sarah, Reese felt sick.
Why had she reacted like she had? She considered herself a liberal person. She supported people doing what made them happy as long as it didn't hurt other people. What was wrong if Sarah liked girls? It wasn't what she had expected her friend to admit, but there was certainly nothing wrong with it.
It did bring up the issue of fidelity, but that was between Sarah and Freddie. It wasn't any of Reese's business. She couldn't believe she spoken to and treated a friend like that. Reese felt such shame and embarrassment that she didn't think she could ever face Sarah again. She wanted to call her up and apologize to her. She wanted to beg for Sarah's forgiveness, but she was afraid Sarah would just hang up on her. Reese knew that would turn her right back into the blubbering, crying mess she'd been in the car all the way back to her house.
Reese had always been tolerant of homosexuals, a lot more than some of the other people she knew growing up in Tennessee. Why had she freaked so much? Sarah hadn't been asking her to commit armed robbery with her or kill a puppy. She had wanted to make love and Reese had no doubt it would have been as good as promised. Sarah was a beautiful girl and Reese surmised she would have been sexy and passionate in bed. Even though that wasn't what Reese was looking for in life, there certainly wasn't anything wrong with it.
She had been scared by it. Reese had been frightened by Sarah's advances as if having a woman kiss her was like poison being poured down her throat. Reese wasn't into girls. Sure she'd considered it, but hadn't everyone? It had been a long, long time since Reese had even thought about what it might be like having sex with another woman. She'd been so young and just coming to terms with this new thing in her called her sexuality. She'd been curious about what it might have been like, but had never given it serious thought. She liked men and she loved Ryan, but that didn't mean she had the right to be so mean to Sarah.
God, I'm a terrible person, Reese thought to herself as Ryan crawled under the covers with her and turned off the light. She had never shown him the lingerie she had bought. After her overreaction she was in no mood to think about making love to her husband. Ryan was soon asleep but Reese continued to toss and turn, feeling the guilt over slapping Sarah and calling her that awful name. She was a hypocrite. She told people to live their lives how they wanted, but when they intruded into her world, she turned into head gay basher. That wasn't who she wanted to be.
Not wanting to wake Ryan and alert him to her inner turmoil, Reese ran from bed and into the bathroom. She closed the door and sobbed, letting her emotion and guilt pour out of her. She quickly gained control of herself and tried to catch her breath. She turned on the water in the sink so she could wash her tears away, but the cool water didn't make her feel any better. She just hated how she had reacted and wondered if Sarah would ever forgive her.
She had to apologize. Reese was certain of that much. She couldn't let this stand with her and Sarah. She had to go and hope that her friend Sarah would see she was sincere in her guilt and shame over her behavior. Deciding that this was what she had to do made Reese feel a little better. At least she'd own up to what she did and try to make it right. As Reese began to breathe a little easier, a thought popped into her head. Would it have been so bad, if she had let Sarah touch her? Being with a woman wouldn't have instantly have transformed her into some disgusting pervert. It just would have been a warm, soft body that wanted to bring her pleasure.
Reese suddenly shook her head, as if doing that could make the idea go away. But the bee was in her bonnet now and Reese couldn't help but think about it. What would it have been like if she hadn't stopped Sarah. Would her touch have been soft and tender? Or would it have been hard and passionate? Reese began to feel butterflies flutter in her stomach, but she knew she was feeling the good kind of nervous. It was the kind of feeling when you got when you were trying to talk yourself out of something you wanted. What was she thinking? She had to stop this!
But Reese couldn't stop it. She stared at herself in the mirror and studied her face, looking at her lips and thinking about what it would be like to kiss another woman. Sarah's lips had felt good, strange and surprising but good nonetheless. Sarah had seemed so happy with Love and Rose, what if she knew something Reese didn't? It had been so long since Reese had been satisfied by the touch of a lover. Perhaps Sarah could have been what she needed.
No. She couldn't think like that! Reese's head was spinning. She sank to the floor of the bathroom and tired to take it all in. She wasn't into girls! She kept telling herself that, but it was hard to believe it when she was thinking about submitting to Sarah. Maybe she was just at a point where she was so horny that anyone looked good, but she couldn't stop thinking of Sarah. She thought about not stopping her. She thought about Sarah ripping off her leotard and making her naked. She thought about Sarah touching her and making her feel loved and sexy.
What would it have been like to make love to a woman? It had been so long since she'd wondered and her curiosity was burning. It was so forbidden. It was so naughty. It was sounding better and better the more she thought of it. Her brain kept telling her this was wrong. She was married. She was a mother. She had never been with a girl. But her libido wasn't listening. The more Reese sat there on the cold tile the more she thought about kissing Sarah back and seeing where they went from there. Reese's pussy was getting so wet under her pajamas. She hadn't been this turned on in a long time. She tried to make her body stop reacting, but it was no use. Ryan had never been a big fan of going down on her, but Reese could sense that Sarah would have licked her pussy so well.
She couldn't, part of her said. She must, another part shot back. She didn't want it, but she was so curious now. God, why was she thinking this? Because she was horny and because Sarah was beautiful, the answer quickly came to her. Her friend had such a beautiful face and now Reese could so easily picture it buried between her legs, her tongue licking her clit. The mental image sent a jolt of pleasure from Reese's pussy and in response her hand slowly slipped underneath the waistband of her pajama bottoms.
Reese had to stifle a gasp as her fingers made contact with her pussy. She was so wet down there that she even surprised herself. She paused for a moment. Was she about to do this? If she did this, there'd be no turning back. She'd have masturbated while fantasizing about another woman. Something about her would have changed, with more potentially to happen afterward. But Reese didn't want to think about that now. She wanted to do this and deal with any potential regret or guilt after she'd come.
She began to tease her slit with her fingers, collecting the juice that had come from her and then bringing those wet fingers to her mouth. She sucked on them, licking them clean and wondering if this was what Sarah would taste like. Reese began pinching her nipples through her pajama top, feeling them swell and harden under the soft fabric. She was so turned on that she knew it was useless to fight these desires. She wanted to come and she wanted to come now. There was something she had, which could speed up the process considerably, but she didn't want to risk waking Ryan up.
Reese decided she had to have it though so she straightened up her pajamas and tiptoed back into the bedroom. She crept to one of her drawers and slowly opened it. There, under her panties, lay what she was looking for. With a naughty gleam in her eye, Reese withdrew the vibrator she used on herself in times of need. This certainly qualified as one of those times so she took the vibrator and snuck back into the bathroom.
By the time she got back in, she was breathing heavily with an excited smile on her face that hadn't been on display in months. This was so unlike her that it was liberating. Sure, Reese still wasn't comfortable with these new feelings she was considering, if they even were real and not just the product of lack of orgasms. Reese was so excited that she could barely wait to bring herself off.
Turning the vibrator on to the low setting so as not to wake up Ryan, Reese got to work on herself. She stroked her pussy through her bottoms with her free hand, soaking the material, while she teased her breasts with the toy. Soon touching herself through her pajamas wasn't enough and Reese was fumbling with the buttons for her top. She got them open with minimal effort and her bare breasts fell out, her nipples already hard and sensitive. She left the top on her body but made sure it was open enough for her to access her chest.
With the vibrator humming it's low, sexy sound, Reese ran the toy over her bare breasts, gasping and moaning softly as her sensitive nipples instantly reacted. The toy did its job by stimulating Reese's flesh and making her want more. Sweat was beginning to glisten on her chest and her pussy was crying out for attention. She couldn't wait any more, so Reese eased her pajama bottoms off. She sat there on the floor bottomless with her top open, pushing the vibrator down her belly and toward her wet pussy, not caring how lewd she looked.
Just as she had done with her fingers, Reese teased her slit with the toy. She didn't push in right away. When she played with herself, Reese loved to work her labia over first until her clit was aching to be touched. With such a forbidden fantasy in her mind tonight, it didn't take long for Reese to get that feeling. She spread open her pussy lips and pressed the vibrator inside, her body shuddering as the toy got to work inside her tight walls. She rubbed her clit with the tip of the vibrator, her juices quickly covering it. By now Reese was roughly squeezing her own breasts and saying things she never dreamed she'd say.
"Sarah..." Reese moaned quietly, using all her strength to not scream out her passion. "Fuck me. Fuck me Sarah."
Reese felt such a delicious tingle in her body all the way up and down when she moaned her friends name. She closed her eyes and dreamed it wasn't a toy inside her, but Sarah's tongue, licking away at her clit. Reese wanted her between her legs so she could moan and thrash and cover her face in cum when she reached her orgasm. She dreamed of then pulling Sarah up to her and tasting her sex all over her face while their bare breasts rubbed together and Sarah slipped her fingers into Reese's tight pussy.
Sarah would have done all this to her, and more, if Reese has just let her today. She knew now that had been a colossal mistake, but she felt she was making up for it as she fucked herself with the vibrator and pawed at her own flesh while moaning her friend's name.
Reese continued to work the vibrator in her pussy, pausing only to withdraw it and rub her own juice over her breasts and lips. She gasped and moaned, her desire so heavy right now it kept pushing her on and on. Reese no longer cared if Ryan found her. In fact she hoped he did. Having him find his wife half naked and getting herself off on the bathroom floor while moaning another woman's name might turn him on enough to get him to give her a half decent fuck for once.
She had never been able to have really big orgasms from toys, as she had told Sarah. They just couldn't do what another person could do. Reese knew that even though her orgasm was close, it wouldn't be able to completely satisfy her and that she'd need more. She thought about crawling back into bed with Ryan and waking him up with a wet, nasty blowjob, but decided against it almost instantly. Reese could feel inside that she didn't want a man's touch now, she just wanted to explore what a woman could do to her. She wished she was back at that house so she could wake Sarah up in a sexy manner.
Thinking of that sent Reese over the edge. She slammed her hand onto the floor three times as she came, before covering her mouth to stifle the noise she was making. She yelled into her palm while her spasming pussy left the silver vibrator with a new coat of polish.
When she was finished, Reese knew her suspicions were correct. She wasn't satisfied yet. She wanted more, but did she dare try for it. She knew she had to at least apologize to Sarah but could she try and make it up to her? Fantasizing about being with a woman in your own house was one thing, but Reese had to wonder if she had the courage to take the plunge.
Looking down at the slick, cum-covered vibrator, Reese knew at least one thing. She was going to find out for sure tomorrow.
To say that Sarah was having a bad day would have been putting it mildly. She had been inconsolable after things had gone bad with Reese and no one had been able to make her feel better. Sarah was sad and angry all at once. Sad because she now assumed a friendship had been torched. Angry at herself for coming onto Reese. And angry at Reese for reacting the way she had. All in all, Sarah was in a terrible mood that didn't get any better as one day stretched to another.
Sarah just wanted to be alone right now. She didn't want to see anyone. She didn't want to do anything and she sure as hell didn't want to be on the Buffy set that day. But there she was and she had a look on her face that warned everyone right off not to mess with her. Even Alyson knew it was wise not to approach her when she got like that. As soon as she had the chance, Sarah ran off to her trailer and locked the door.
She couldn't believe things had gone so badly between her and Reese. How could she have misread her friend so badly? She should have known Reese wouldn't be into it. Now she had lost her friend. Reese thought she was some kind of sexual deviant and was probably telling Ryan about it. Then he'd tell Freddie and then it would be over for her.
Sarah had never experienced anything like this before. All of their seductions had gone off so well, but the first time she had tried one alone, it had blown up in her face. Sarah felt like a failure and she was very upset about losing a friend. She wished she knew why Reese had been so angry. She just wanted a chance to work it out with her, but she didn't think that was coming. Why did Reese have to freak out so much? Sarah didn't understand it and what she had said to her had really hurt.
She wasn't a pervert and she wasn't a dyke. She was just someone who was having fun. She had come to terms with that and having someone she considered a friend say that to her, was hurtful. But Sarah supposed she had been partly to blame by coming onto Reese like that. She had surprised Reese and she should have expected a dramatic reaction.
Now all her secrets were at risk of being exposed and it was exactly the situation Sarah had been trying like mad to avoid. She felt so stupid for having put herself in this situation. She had no idea how she was going to get out of it and right now she was pacing around her trailer trying to figure out what her next move could be. Before she could decide anything, a knock came on her trailer door.
"Please! I just want to be alone right now!" Sarah shouted at whomever was on the other end.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Gellar," the nervous messenger replied. "But, Mr. Whedon said he needed to see you right away in his office."
"Oh what now?" Sarah snapped as she pushed her way out of the trailer and toward Joss' office. She didn't want to have to deal with this, whatever it was. It had better have been damn important. Sarah was fuming as she made her way to Joss' office and when she entered she saw immediately that she was not about to get good news.
"Sit down, Sarah," Joss said glumly. "This is Ted Roberts, he's the lawyer for Mutant Enemy. We've got a little problem."
"What is it Joss?" Sarah asked, very concerned.
"I'll be blunt Ms. Gellar and I'll skip the legalese," Ted began. "You're being sued by a Richard Burke for sexual harassment."
"Excuse me?" Sarah asked in stunned disbelief. "Rick? That pervert p.a.? He was the one sexually harassing me. He wouldn't stop hitting on me."
"That's not what he claims in his lawsuit," Ted explained. "He alleges that you forced him to become your lover and when he refused you had him fired. He's suing for lost wages and for mental distress."
"That's bullshit," Sarah blurted out. "Joss, you have to believe me! I'd never do anything like that!"
"Of course I believe you," Joss assured her. "I know this is garbage. You don't have to convince me otherwise."
"Oh my God, this is unbelievable," Sarah groaned as she buried her face in her hands. "That slimy little worm is suing me?"
"The case is very thin," Ted stated. "He has no witnesses and it's very advantageous to us for it to be in a situation where it is your word against his. Frankly, your word is a lot more believable than his. But a suit such as this could be a real embarrassment to the company and to you in particular."
"Tell me something I don't know," Sarah replied, already picturing the headlines and jokes that would follow.
"I'm going to do everything I can to keep this thing quiet," Ted swore. "But I can't promise you it's not going to hit the press. What we need to do is formulate a strategy..."
Ted continued, but Sarah wasn't listening. His words droned on and on, but all Sarah could do was sit there and think about what a disaster her life had become over the past 24 hours.
Sarah's distress hadn't eased one bit when she arrived back home. The lawsuit was clearly junk and any judge would dismiss it in a heartbeat if it came to trial, but it would be so embarrassing to have it out there. That little creep Rick was trying to get back at her and now she was going to have to deal with this shit on top of the problems in her personal life now. At least she was coming home to people who understood her. That was the only silver lining in this dark cloud.
"Sarah, are you feeling any better?" Love asked when she saw Sarah walking through the door.
"I don't want to talk about it," Sarah grumbled, her temper just unable to cool off. She didn't want to be mean to her housemates, so it was better if she was just alone until she was through seeing red.
"Jewel's here," Love said. "We were helping her move her stuff in. Jennifer and Rose are still upstairs."
Hitting her cue perfectly, Jewel walked into the room and gave Sarah a friendly wave. Sarah tried to return it, but not even the arrival of the beautiful blonde folk singer could pep up Sarah's spirits.
"Hey Sarah," Jewel smiled, she went to hug her but Love shook her head and she backed off. "What's wrong?"
"You don't want to know," Sarah sighed. "But the short answer is everything. I have had the worst day of my life."
"I'm sorry," Jewel replied sincerely. "Is there anything I can do to help you? I could make you some tea or something. That always cheers me up."
"No thanks," Sarah responded. "What I need right now is a long, hot shower to wash this gunk of the day off me. I'm sorry if I'm being rude Jewel. I promise I'll feel better soon, but right now I just want to be alone."
"Totally understandable," Jewel said. "You don't need to say any more."
"Thank you," Sarah said gratefully. "I'll catch you guys after my shower." Sarah then went up to her room to grab her robe and proceeded to head down toward the showers.
"Did Sarah come in?" Jennifer asked as she and Rose descended from upstairs. "I heard her voice."
"Yeah, she's down taking a shower," Love replied. "She said she had a bad day."
"Sounds like she needs someone to scrub her back then," Rose declared.
"No, stay Rose!" Jennifer teased, grabbing Rose by the shoulder. "You can't fix everything with sex."
"Says you," Rose shot back. "My tongue in her pussy will make her forget all about her troubles and I dare you to provide any evidence to the contrary."
Before the debate could continue, the speaker at the gate came to life.
"Hello?" the voice called out.
"Who is it?" Love asked.
"It's Reese," the voice responded shyly. "Is Sarah there?"
"Go away Reese," Love said angrily. "How could you come back here after how you treated her yesterday?"
"I know," Reese replied sadly. "I feel so bad about that. Please let me in. I want to apologize to Sarah."
Love looked for advice and found a nod from Jennifer, a confused look from Jewel and a shrug from Rose. Deciding that Reese deserved the benefit of the doubt, Love opened the gate for her and Reese drove up. The blonde girl was plainly nervous as she stepped into the house, hoping Sarah would accept her apology. Those nerves turned to shock when she saw who else was in the house.
"Jennifer?" Reese gasped. "You live here too?"
"Oh yeah," Jennifer replied to the girl who had played her sister on Friends. "And you owe Sarah and Love big apologies for what you said to them."
"I do," Reese said sincerely. "I really feel just awful. Love, can you forgive me for what I said? I didn't mean it. I was just scared and confused. I feel so guilty about it. I don't know what came over me. I was really out of line."
"Well I suppose it's ok," Love grumbled, but already ready to forgive. It was hard for her to stay mad at people unless they really were cruel to her. What Reese did was easy for her, at least, to forgive. Besides, she still held out hope that Sarah could convince Reese to join the fold.
"Is Sarah around?" Reese asked, feeling like the four women who stood before her were judging her. She didn't know Jewel was into it too, but she kept from expressing her surprise about that. She looked at them and they all seemed happy about what they were doing. They were all beautiful women unafraid to express their sexuality with one another, could she be that way too?
"Well, actually, she's kind of busy..." Jewel began to explain before she was interrupted.
"She's right down through there, just walk past the gym and the sauna," Rose answered as she pointed toward the showers. "You won't miss her."
"Thanks," Reese said gratefully. "I really appreciate it and I'm really sorry. I mean it."
Reese began walking toward Sarah, unsure of herself but knowing she had to see this thing a little further. After she was out of range, Love, Jennifer and Jewel all shot Rose a look.
"Why did you do that?" Jennifer asked. "We could have waited until Sarah was out of the shower."
"Yeah, but this way is much more fun," Rose smiled in response. "Who knows, maybe Sarah can get her to climb in the shower with her."
Unaware of where the directions were leading her, Reese walked along past the workout rooms and the sauna. She realized where she was and she heard running water from one of the showers. Reese couldn't see who was in any of them and didn't want to walk in any more until she was sure.
"Sarah?" Reese asked, causing a surprised yelp from the occupied shower.
"Reese?" Sarah inquired, sticking her head out from the shower and seeing her friend.
"Yeah it's me," Reese replied. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Aren't you afraid I'm going to rape you or something?" Sarah asked bitterly, taking a shot at Reese and getting the reaction she wanted.
"I'm so sorry, Sarah," Reese said, pained by the remark. "I am so embarrassed by what happened. Please don't be mad."
"Mad? Why should I be mad?" Sarah demanded, shutting off the water and slipping a towel around her body while Reese walked toward her. "Just because my friend thinks I'm a pervert, why should I be mad?"
"I didn't mean what I said," Reese replied. They were now face to face in the middle of the room, just outside the shower stall Sarah had been using. "I feel so bad about it. I really just freaked out and I didn't know what else to do. You know me Sarah, you know I could never think anything bad about you. I don't think you're a pervert."
"Then why did you say it?" Sarah asked sadly.
"I was just confused," Reese said, staring at Sarah's towel clad body and remembering her fantasies of the night before. "I didn't know what I was saying. I didn't mean any of it. I'm so sorry, Sarah. Just please say you'll forgive me."
"I'm sorry too," Sarah admitted. "I shouldn't have kissed you like that. I was just overaggressive. I thought this was what you needed. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable or try and force you to do something you didn't want to do. I just thought you could use a friendly pair of lips."
"You were right," Reese replied in a voice so soft Sarah had to make sure she didn't mishear her.
"What was that again?" Sarah asked, her hope surging that this story might have a happy ending after all.
"I said you were right," Reese repeated. "I did need a friendly pair of lips, I just didn't know it at the time. I guess I was just scared to try something new, but I've been doing some thinking."
"Oh really?" Sarah asked, loosening her towel just a little bit. "What have you been thinking about?"
"God, are you going to make me say it?" Reese blushed, but she clearly wasn't upset with where the conversation was going.
"Oh yeah," Sarah smirked. "You bet your ass I'm going to make you say it."
God, here it was, Reese said to herself. It was now or never. Did she have the guts to act on what had turned her on so much last night.
"Well, I've been thinking...you know...about you and me..." Reese stammered. "And about us...and what we talked about...and you know how Ryan and I don't...well, you know...and ummm how much you seem to...like what you're doing and all that stuff with other girls and I was thinking that....oh geez...ummm..."
"Reese?" Sarah interrupted her friend's adorably tortured attempts to express herself. "Would you like to take a shower with me?"
"Yes," Reese sighed happily. "Yes I would."
While Reese was in the midst of apologizing to Sarah, Rose was sneaking away to grab a front row seat to what she thought was going to be a great show. Rose could see in Reese's eyes that she was ready to indulge her desires. She'd seen the same look in Jennifer's eyes and Jessica's and Jewel's...they all looked like that and Rose suspected so had she the moment she had surrendered to the pleasure Sarah and Love gave her that day in the trailer. There was no way Sarah wasn't going to forgive Reese and Rose had a pretty good idea what was going to happen after that.
She didn't want to miss what was going to happen, so she disappeared to a part of the house that only she knew about. On her own private exploration of the house, Rose had discovered that not only was each room equipped with a video camera, there was one central room, near the end of the house where you could see what was going on everywhere at any given time. One of those cameras was right in the shower room and Rose quickly made her way to grab a view through the magic of surveillance equipment.
Rose wasn't intending on keeping this a secret forever, but she did like having something of her very own there. To her knowledge, no one else knew about it and she'd clue the rest of her housemates in soon enough, but for now this room was hers and she was going to use it for all it was worth. Ducking inside, Rose quickly brought the room she wanted up on the biggest screen and caught the action just in time to see Reese accepting Sarah's invitation to shower with her. There was no sound unfortunately, but with the images she was going to see Rose knew that words were very unnecessary. Rose took a seat and settled in for what she hoped would be a long and arousing show.
Sarah didn't want to wait another second, she wanted to jump Reese and make her hers before she had a chance to change her mind. She didn't want to make the same mistake again though, Reese couldn't be rushed into this. So Sarah decided to make a more gentle approach.
"Reese, can I kiss you?" Sarah asked, staring into the nervously excited face of her friend.
"Please..." Reese whispered her answer. "I promise I won't run away again."
"You'd better not," Sarah vowed. "Because I won't stop chasing after you until you're mine."
Reese bit her lip in anticipation. That sounded so good to her. She loved being wanted and desired and Sarah obviously felt that way about her. Reese was starting to breathe more heavily and she felt her whole body tingle as Sarah reached for her and pulled her toward her waiting lips. They kissed, with no resistance this time from Reese. She felt Sarah's soft, loving lips against hers and gave in to the kiss. Reese kissed back, showing passion for another woman for the first time. The closed mouth kiss continued until Reese felt Sarah's lips opening. Helpless to resist, Reese did the same and Sarah deepened the kiss, slowly pushing her tongue into Reese's mouth.
It took a second for Reese to adjust to the idea there was another woman's tongue in her mouth, but she quickly got into it. Reese loved kissing. It was her favorite part of foreplay and Sarah sure knew how to kiss. Way better than Ryan, Reese observed before pushing that thought away. This was not a time when she wanted to be thinking about men in general or her husband in particular. This time belonged to her and Sarah as they flicked their tongues together and kissed the type of warm, passionate kiss that just made Reese's knees weak.
Sensing that she had her friend right where she wanted her, Sarah broke the kiss and stepped away. She did this only so she could relieve herself of the towel around her waist. The fluffy pink towel hit the ground and Reese stared at Sarah's nudity. She had seen her naked before, but never in a situation like this. Sarah smiled when she saw that Reese was staring at her body with the same lust she had stared at hers the day before.
"Your turn," Sarah requested. "I don't want to be the only naked one here."
Reese blushed at the request, but it sure didn't stop her from quickly complying. She had come simply dressed in a shirt and jeans, so it was easy for her to undress.
"I just hope I'm worth the wait," Reese replied.
"Oh don't worry, you will be," Sarah confidently replied. "I'm going to make your first time as good as mine."
The sound of that only made Reese want to get naked faster. She pulled the shirt over her head and heard Sarah squeal with joy when she saw what was on underneath.
"You wore that? For me?" Sarah asked happily when she saw the lavender bra that Reese had gotten at Victoria's Secret.
"Uh huh," Reese answered in the affirmative. "I remembered how much you liked seeing me in it. I wanted to be sexy for you Sarah."
"Mmmm baby you would have been sexy any way you dressed," Sarah stated. "God, Reese I want to touch you so bad."
"So do it then," Reese informed her, her confidence building the more she was intimate with Sarah. "You don't have to ask. Just do."
Sarah's hands were still wet from the shower, but that didn't stop her from following Reese's advice. She kissed her friend once again and while doing so, slid her hands on top of the lavender covered chest that lay before her. Reese moaned softly into Sarah's lips as she touched her breasts. Her touch was firm, but not rough. Reese loved how Sarah's damp hands felt on her breasts and she couldn't wait to experience her touch all over her body.
Reese tensed up when she felt Sarah reach down toward her jeans, but she quickly relaxed back into her tender kiss. Sarah pushed the tight jeans down Reese's legs, making sure to help herself to a lingering feel of her beautiful ass. As she had suspected, Sarah saw the matching pair of panties underneath, their lavender color already turning a deeper shade from the wetness that was coming from Reese. Sarah couldn't resist touching that wetness and she ran her palm over Reese's pussy. Reese shuddered in a pleasurable response and wrapped her arms around Sarah's neck. Their kiss intensified, with Reese becoming more and more aggressive. Of course that didn't mean Sarah still didn't need to guide her a little bit.
After helping Reese kick off her shoes and socks and get her jeans completely off her body, Sarah decided that the rookie needed to start building up some experience. She smiled warmly at Reese and wiggled away from her embrace. Sarah then took Reese's right hand and guided it toward her bare breast. She placed the hand on her skin and saw the giddy look of naughty excitement that passed over Reese's face.
"Touch them," Sarah requested and Reese began to gently stroke them, a little too gently for Sarah's taste as a matter of fact. "Harder Reese. They're not going to break. They're just my tits. Touch them like you like to be touched."
Reese took that instruction to heart and began to massage Sarah's breasts. She loved how her nipples hardened underneath her palms, scraping against her skin in a manner that was arousing to both girls. Hearing Sarah moan was all the encouragement Reese needed.
"Yes that's it," Sarah urged. "I love it Reese. Play with my breasts. Squeeze them. Pinch my nipples. Mmmm you're getting me so wet Reese."
Reese looked down between Sarah's legs at her beautiful pussy. She had never been this close to another naked woman before and she loved everything she saw. Her attempts to judge the truth of Sarah's claims were stopped though when Sarah moved her lips away from hers and toward her chest. The push up bra gave her breasts a fair amount of heft so it created a lot of cleavage for Sarah to explore with her lips and tongue. She kissed and licked every inch of bare flesh Reese had and it caused the newcomer to squeeze Sarah's breasts just that much harder.
Sarah's hard nipples felt so good under her hands and they looked even better, so Reese decided to take the initiative here. She moved her head down to Sarah's breasts and slowly extended her tongue, licking the hard nipple that was before her. She was like someone taking their first taste of something and seeing if they liked it and Reese definitely liked the taste of Sarah's bare skin. She began licking and sucking on Sarah's nipples, moving from one breast to the other and leaving behind a lot of saliva covered flesh in her wake.
"Mmmmm I love it," Sarah moaned. "Stop though. I want to get in the shower with you and at this rate we're going to be exhausted before we even get there."
"That wouldn't be such a bad thing would it?" Reese grinned, very happy with her first attempts at pleasing another woman.
"No it wouldn't," Sarah admitted. "But I want to see you naked under the water."
"Oh that sounds sooooo good," Reese sighed.
"It will be," Sarah promised. "But first you have to get naked for me."
Reese was so excited by the prospect that her hands were on the verge of trembling as she reached around back to unhook her bra. This was it. No turning back from here. If she went through with this she was bisexual or whatever it was that Sarah was. Reese didn't mind that label as much as she did a mere 24 hours ago and in fact was now quite willing to embrace it.
Working through the clasps of the bra were kind of hard with fingers that refused to cooperate and stay steady, but Reese managed to do it. She undid the bra and cast it aside with her pants, shirt and Sarah's forgotten towel.
"God, you're so beautiful Reese," Sarah admired her topless friend. "Ryan's a fool if he doesn't see how sexy you are."
"Shhhh," Reese urged, still not entirely at ease with all of this. "Please don't say his name. I don't want to think about him now."
"Men will not be mentioned again," Sarah promised, eying the growing dark spot on Reese's panties. "Come here."
Reese moved forward to Sarah's embrace and they kissed again. Sarah kissed her friend passionately and began running her hands all over her body. Those curious hands eventually found their way to Reese's panties and Sarah hooked her fingers in them. She started to pull them down, but paused.
"You ok with this?" Sarah asked, making sure they were going at a pace Reese was comfortable with.
"Oh God yes," Reese responded. "Do it Sarah! Make me naked!"
The next sensation felt was Sarah's strong hands pulling her panties down her legs and removing what remained of her inhibitions with them. She wanted this so bad. She just wished she had realized it yesterday and not had to put herself through a sleepless night of indecision and regret. Now she was naked with Sarah and she knew this was what she needed. Her friend was going to make her feel so good.
Taking Reese's hand, Sarah turned the hot water back on and lead her into the shower. It didn't take long for the water to reach the right temperature and begin to create some misty, warm steam around them, but Sarah and Reese were doing a fairly good job of steaming things up by themselves. Her doubts cast aside, Reese responded to Sarah's kisses with passionate urgency. Sarah was backed against the wall and Reese was in front of her, the water streaming down her bare back while they kissed and held each other.
The water soaked Reese's hair, but that was nothing compared to the wetness that was between her legs. Sarah hadn't wasted a second to get her first real touch of Reese's pussy and she began stroking Reese's girl virgin slit.
"Do you like that?" Sarah coyly asked and Reese's nodding head gave her the answer she sought. "Then you'll like it even more when I do this."
One of Sarah's fingers slipped inside Reese's pussy and soon another digit was there to keep her company. Sarah began to gently finger fuck Reese, sliding those fingers in and out of her wet pussy, working through the tightness to drive Reese crazy with lust. After letting these wonderful sensations bathe her skin just like the water was doing, Reese took her own responsive action. She reached over and got her first touch of another woman's pussy, teasing her labia just like how she loved to touch herself.
"Oh Sarah it feels so wonderful," Reese declared. "You're so warm and wet."
"That's it Reese," Sarah urged. "Feel how wet you're making my pussy. Mmmm you're a quick learner."
"I've got a sexy teacher," Reese pointed out, before smothering Sarah's lips in another kiss. The two moved away from the wall so they were both under the water. Their blonde heads were soaked and the water covered their skin and their faces, but they barely noticed it if at all. They could only concentrate on kissing each other and how good it felt to be fingering each other's pussy.