Something about the Sweater
By Miranda Sanderson
Miranda.sanderson84@gmail.com
This story contains very graphic lesbian sex. It is meant for those 18 and over. If you are younger than that or would be offended by depictions of lesbian sex stop reading now.
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My name is Kathy Yates. Just to give you a description I am 27, blond hair, blue eyes. People tell me I look a little like Gwyneth Paltrow I'm 5'7", C cup tits. People tell me I have a nice ass but I still think I need to lose a few pounds. We can't all be perfect.
I'm a corporate lawyer and I was having lunch with Bobby who I am partnered up with on a case. I was wearing a skirt and a blue and white sweater. We had decided to grab lunch at this French Bistro down the block from the office.
"Quinoa salad?" Bobby asked.
"I am trying to lose some weight "I said. "Guys just don't get it. You think I need to lose weight?"
Bobby started laughing. "As your co-worker I can get into deep shit if I comment on your body."
"Oh for christ sake Bobby cut the PC shit. We have known each other a long time. You even saw me naked once, what did you think, did I need to lose weight?" I was roommates with Bobby's now wife MaryAnn in college. One day I had gotten out of the shower butt naked and Bobby walked in and got a good look.
"Don't bring that up; MaryAnn to this day said I did it on purpose. It was an accident."
"All I know is you didn't exactly turn away when you walked in. In fact I think you didn't stop until I put a robe on so you got front and back views" I laughed. Bobby and I met through Maryann and he had helped me get my job.
"You still didn't answer my question Bobby."
"No you don't. Next time we go out I want you eating something real."
Anyway we are eating and talking about the client we are working on when this woman passed by. She had wavy blonde hair, green eyes probably about my height or an inch taller; she had a beautiful shapely body, C or D boobs. If I looked like Gwyneth Paltrow, she looks like Scarlett Johansson (with the long hair). She even had the same green eyes. Even being straight I can tell when a woman is hot and she was.
She stopped. "Bobby Young?" she asked as she passed by.
"Emily Connors?" asked Bobby They gave each other a hug. "I haven't seen you since High School graduation. You look great if I may say so," I looked at her.
"This is my co-worker and friend Kathy" he said as she looked at me.
"Hi" she smiled at me.
She pulled up a chair and sat down. The two of them talked for a couple of minutes and did a quick catch up though I noticed she kept glancing over to me."Hey it was great seeing you. As she got up she paused and looked at me. "By the way I love that sweater. Cashmere? Looks great on you." Occasionally someone will compliment on something you wear but it was something about the way she said it. I actually blushed, smiled and ran my hand through my hair. "Thanks" I said very shyly. As she walked away she turned and smiled again at me. I realized that she may have just hit on me. And from my reaction I realized I liked it.
Now, I will admit the idea of being with a woman occasionally occurred to me. Not enough to act on it. I mean, I could have experimented if I wanted to. One time a bunch of us went out. The girl in the room next to us unlocked her door and we all saw her roommate in bed with another girl. The roommate had forgotten to put the rubber band on the door handle which was the signal to do not enter, there is sex going on. The girls had both gotten off, one time deal and they went back to having boyfriends again. At a party where I was kind of drunk I got hit on. I almost said yeah but because I was drunk but didn't.
Anyway, I thought about Emily and tried to put her out of my mind. I mean, even if I were to contact her, what do I say? I think you were hitting on me and...oh you weren't. That would be too awkward.
That night I was feeling horny (which is most of the time) and I did what I did when I wasn't in a relationship. I played with myself (sometimes it becomes a daily thing). I took out my vibrator (sometimes I use it thought I prefer my fingers). I try not to think and just enjoy but as I turned on the vibrator I turned it off. I just wanted to use my fingers. I was on my back, I cleared my mind and I began to rub my pussy. I was enjoying the hell out of it. I took a finger and began moving in and out. I was moaning. I flipped onto my stomach. I wet my finger with my mouth (and got a taste of myself in the process). I began to rub my clit as I was about to come a picture of a naked Emily appeared to me, I never think about women but I just got off big time thinking about one. Even though it was a great orgasm being greedy I wanted more. I decided to do something I rarely do which is watch porn. I clicked through the channels, anal (which I never liked), a threesome with two guys and a girl (okay,I did it once). I was watching the porn and I knew there was something I wanted to click on, the lesbian porn. I watched two women kissing and the kissing, the going down on each other and one underneath eating the other out and simply the way they touched each other... I got off again in no time. I got into bed asking myself what the hell just happened.
I don't believe in fate but the following day Bobby came up to me. "You remember my friend from High School Emily?" How could I not I thought. "She wanted to know if she could have your number. She liked that sweater you were wearing and wanted to get one similar. She wanted to call you but I wanted to make sure giving her your number was okay".
Okay? Fuck this is unbelievable. Slow down Kathy. She may just be interested in the sweater. I turned to Bobby "Sure, give her my cell."
"Okay, I'm going to text it to her now,"
About five minutes later I got a call. "Kathy, hi this is Emily. I wanted to get the info on the sweater; I wasn't sure where you got it." She paused. "Hey, I got a great idea. I need to buy some more clothes than just the sweater, so you want to go on a little shopping trip with me?"
Holy shit! Did I just hear what I thought I heard? Shopping trip? She practically asked me out on a date!
"That sounds like fun; I need some new things also. We can shop together." She had asked me out on a date and I just said yes. At least that's what I think just happened.
A little while later Bobby stopped by. "Did you speak to Emily?"
"Yeah, actually we decided to have a shopping date together tomorrow."
Bobby spouted out. "Date?"
"Yeah Bobby a shopping date." I stopped; maybe I can get her information out of him."It's not like a date, date. I mean, it's not like either one of us is gay. I mean is she? It doesn't bother me either way."
"Yeah she actually is" said Bobby." she came out in High School. She was dating a friend of mine, broke up with him and she hooked up with a cheerleader." He started laughing. "My idiot friend thought he turned her gay because he knew an ex of his experimented so he dated two women that tried or stayed with other women.. I tried explaining you can't turn someone gay like that but he's convinced any woman he goes out with becomes gay."
The following day I got up early and got myself ready. We were meeting at noon. I tried on everything including three different bras and tried to decide which type of panties to wear. Should I wear a thong? Jesus. This may be innocent. I decided against the thong. I was wearing a black bra, black bikini panties, and skirt with a black and white cashmere sweater. I got to Bloomingdales and she showed up a minute later. She gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek, maybe a little forward for someone you hardly knew but I didn't care.
"It's been a while since I've gone out shopping with someone else. This is going to be fun. By the way I love that sweater also, really works for you." I blushed, turned my head and said "Thank you." Why was she having this effect? We went into a dressing room, she took off her dress and I saw she was wearing a thong. Damn I should have gone for it also. She tried on another dress as I checked myself in a couple of skirts. "You should see if they have one like this in your size "she said holding up a blue dress she had just tried on." It's on sale for a great price."
"I really don't wear dresses much. I'm very self-conscious of my weight and I think I look fat in a dress so I usually go for two pieces."
"She looked at me. "What weight? Jesus, you have a great body. I don't see where you are fat." I don't know, maybe I am too hard on myself. She's seeing me in my underwear and said I had a great body. The sales clerk asked if we wanted anything. "Get her this dress in red. The clerk brought me the dress. I tried it on, Emily zipped me up.
"See, you look hot in that." I blushed again.
We ate in the Bloomingdale Café where we talked and got each other's life story but sex life never came up.
After lunch she said "you want to go into Victoria's Secret? I need some stuff there also. We both picked out some bras and panties. We went into the same dressing room together without thinking. She took off her bra. What great breasts she has. We both tried on the bras. She looked at me and suddenly I found myself staring at her tits and checking her body. She must have picked up on it and suddenly her arms were around me and she was kissing me. I kissed her back. Our tongues met, I was about to ruin a pair of panties as I was getting wet, She put her hands on my breasts as we kissed more.
As exciting as it sounds having sex in the dressing room is a little too much for me especially with a woman I barely knew.
We went on for a little while and stopped. She was blunt."Let's get out of here. I want you so badly." God I wanted her too. I wasn't ready for it in college. Five years later I was. We quickly paid for everything (I left the wet pair of panties in the dressing room) and hopped into a cab. We kissed in the back seat and then realized the cab driver was watching. "We better stop" I said. "I want him to keep his eye on the road.
We got into her apartment and she pinned me against the wall and we kissed for a while. Wow, she is such a great kisser. Is it her or is that the way it feels to kiss a woman? "I was so attracted to you" she said to me. "I thought you were so cute when you blushed, turned and ran your hand through your hair when I complimented you on the sweater."
"I don't know why I reacted that way. A beautiful woman is complimenting me and well, it got to me. I mean, I was surprised and excited when I thought you were hitting on me".
"Hold the thought, I have a surprise. "She went into the bathroom and came out in a black bra, garter belt and meshed stockings and posed.
"You look like a Victoria Secret's model" I said. She said "I have a little surprise for you." She handed me a red Baby doll. It was beautiful; so soft.
"I have always enjoyed wearing sexy lingerie" she said "I figured I would get something for you when you went to the bathroom." Me seeing her there I just wanted to jump her bones now but I quickly stripped and put it on. I normally don't like sexy lingerie because I always think I look fat. I had bought a garter belt and stockings once because that didn't really press against my chest. I smiled and put it on. I don't know if it was lingerie or her but when I looked at myself in the mirror any self-doubt about my body and whether I wanted to be with her disappeared.
I felt her arms come around me from behind and she began kissing my neck. Wow Kathy, I thought, you're about to have your first lesbian experience. I turned around and we kissed. We got on her bed, still kissing. I undid her bra so I could get to her breasts. I put my hands on them as we kissed some more.
I wanted to touch her breasts and wanted her to touch mine. Since she had the experience I first let her lead the way. It took me very little time to figure things out. She kissed my neck which I love but it felt so different with the soft pair of lips doing it. She moved her hands into the baby doll and pulled it aside. She kept her hands on my breasts, playing with them. I let out a little moan when she started sucking on my tits. Amazing how long a woman can do that, guys will do it for 30 seconds and then want to be blown or just stick it right in. She took it slowly, every inch of my body felt it. She sucked on my nipples; I could feel I was sopping wet. She knew also because I felt her take her hand off my right tit while still sucking on it. She ran her hand down to my pussy. I felt her fingering my pussy for a while, I was going crazy and then I felt her touching my clit and ... My scream could probably be heard two blocks away.
I was so wet I was afraid I was going to drown her when she put her mouth on my pussy and felt her tongue moving around. I was moving around, the effects of the first climax was still going, She suddenly took a finger and stuck it inside of me and started moving in and out. She started to take it out when I pleaded "Don't take it out, just keep oooh, fuck", I felt her part my lips, licking around her finger and then her tongue hit my clit. I was so hot it took her almost no time until I climaxed again.
I was in ecstasy. She didn't do anything a guy couldn't have done but the way she did it was amazing. I mean, I was with guys who could get me off eating me out but there is something about a woman doing something a man can't do; is it the home field advantage or is it something else, just the erotic way she did it was just amazing.
I wanted to taste her so bad. She came up and we kissed, I could taste myself on her. I mean I've tasted myself before kissing a guy who went down on me but I tasted different. I looked into those beautiful green eyes. "Lie back and enjoy" I said as she smiled and I was hoping I could follow up on my words.
Well judging from the sounds coming from her I could. I started sucking on her tits; I ran my tongue down her cleavage which I could tell she liked. I sucked on her nipples which had gotten very big. She held my head as I sucked her tits and finally I put my hand on her pussy, I began rubbing her pussy and then went down, eating her and learning while I did. I put a finger in her and I could tell I was doing it right because of the way she was moving "OOOh" she said. When I started licking her with my tongue she held my head and took my finger and put it on her clit. "That's the way I love it Ooh fuck" she cried as I made her come. I continued. She screamed out "no" but while no means no that she was still holding my head down there meant she did want more. I spread her lips, stuck my tongue in her slit and she went absolutely crazy when I moved my tongue to her clit, if my scream could be heard two blocks away hers could be heard twice that distance. She was hitting the bed with her hands."Fuck yeah,fuck yeah oh my god I can't believe you've never done this before and...Oh my fucking god." Her body buckled. "Uhhhhh,OH YEAH." She looked like she was still shaking after I stopped.
I never knew I could do that. There was something about being with a woman that is, it's indescribable. It was erotic, passionate and well, romantic. Kissing a woman was wow, so different, the softness of the lips against mine. I spread her legs and got on top of her and kissed her some more. I involuntarily found myself grinding against her. My tongue was in her mouth. Her lips, I wanted to be kissing those forever. I kept grinding against her, I started to feel a buildup and I could see she was also. We both came.
"She then pulled my legs wide; she put a leg under one of my legs and pulled herself up my thighs with the other. Oh I could feel her pussy against my body and she pressed her's against mine. I didn't know you could do that but she was a fucking acrobat the way she did that. She then guided me into a scissor position. Holy fuck, we put our hands on each other's pussy as they went together and... I let out a scream that could probably be heard in Brooklyn. I'm surprised the neighbors haven't called the police to report a murder in progress. I decided I needed some more of that taste, so I grabbed a pillow and moved her until her pussy was over my mouth. I stuck my tongue in and out. I wanted to be smothered by it, I just wanted to keep doing it, it felt so good and I was making her feel good. I raised my hands to touch her breasts as I ate her. She came and fell off.
Her head was at the foot of the bed from the way she fell. Without raising her head she said "I can't believe this was your first time. You are better than any other straight girl I've been with and better than a lot of gay girls.I mean you...wow."
I flipped around and was next to her. "I don't know if that means anything. Straight, bi or gay. All I know is I have never reacted to a woman's compliment like that. There was just an instant attraction I haven't felt before and I had such an overwhelmingly desire to be with you and make you feel good." She rolled over and kissed me."
"Well let me tell you, you succeeded in making me feel good." I kissed her and then I found myself back sucking on her breasts. "MMM, someone wants a little more. I can get into that" she said as she pushed me down, spread my legs and kissed me." After a while we called in for some Chinese food and then made love through the night.
So what does that mean, am I straight bi or gay? Only the future will know but right now I didn't care about labels. I just wanted to be with her.
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