Dinner and a Movie Ch. 03

....."I have to ask," she started in a timid voice. "What are we, to each other now?"

"Tonight, we're lovers," I answered. "We can sort the rest out tomorrow."

We kissed again and settled in to go to sleep.

I know it wasn't the greatest answer, but it was all I had for her at the moment.

My monkey mind started climbing trees as she fell asleep in my arms. What were we going to be to each other? Was this just a "one and done"? Most importantly, I was worried that Steph would wake with regrets. I, at least for the moment, didn't have any. I was able to quell my worries, with the realization that what was done was done and it was all going to turn out however it turned out.

I curled my body against hers and fell asleep with the scent of her hair filling my nose.

As usual, I woke earlier than Steph. Normally I was up a couple of hours before she got out of bed. Getting up, to make coffee I didn't bother to put anything on. My pussy started to moisten as memories from the night before came back to me as I made coffee on the same counter I'd had my first girl-girl experience only a few hours before.

Lost in those memories, I caught myself grinding my pussy against the rounded corner of the counter while I waited for the coffee to brew.

'Get a grip, Maddie,' I thought to myself. 'No humping the furniture.'

Once the pot was full enough to fill a mug, I poured my coffee and went outside. The early morning sun was bright and it was already getting warm out.

The pool looked pretty inviting. Just the thing to cool me off a bit, after all, I was already dressed for it. I set my glasses and coffee down on one of the tables, treaded over to the deep end and dove in.

The water, having had all night to cool, was shockingly cold. Once I got acclimated, it felt great. Not being much of a swimmer, I swam a single "up and back" lap with very bad form. My body was still super sensitive, the water rushing past my rock hard nipples was making me hot, while the chilliness of it cooled between my legs.

I didn't bother with a towel after getting out, opting to let the sun and the slight breeze dry me while I drank my coffee. I was just about to go in for a refill when Steph made her appearance, coffee mug in one hand and the coffee pot in the other.

"I could get used to this," she stated. "Coffee ready when I wake up and a naked lady by my pool."

"Good morning, dear." I greeted and blew her a kiss.

She leaned in to give me a real kiss that I was more than happy to receive. The little bit of tongue eased some of my fears about her regrets.

She'd opted for morning modesty by wearing a loose fitting tank dress. Judging by the size of the arm holes, it was definitely supposed to be worn with something underneath, which she wasn't. But there was no way I was going to complain as I received a tantalizing look at her boobs as she leaned over to refill my cup.

"I do declare," she said in a over fake southern accent, pulling at the hem of her dress. "I seem to be quite overdressed for this soirée."

With flourish she pulled the dress over her head and did a twirl.

"Much better," I commented. "I was going to say something, but I didn't want to embarrass you."

"Well aren't you just the sweetest thing," she replied, with the accent. "I could just eat you up. Oh wait, I already did."

The memory made my clit start to swell.

"I'm going to swim some laps," she announced. "Since you were nice enough to make coffee, I will allow you to watch me."

"I'll be your private cheering section."

"That's what makes you the best girlfriend ever," she said leaning over to kiss me again.

This one packed a far bigger punch, wet, lots of tongue, slightly messy...exactly how I love to be kissed. Reaching down, she rubbed her hand over my boobs and started pinching and pulling on my nipples.... So good! With a final twirl and tweak on my nipple, she broke the kiss and started walking towards the pool.

"God, I love your boobs," she exclaimed.

Swimming had always been Stephs thing. She was a national champion when we were in high school. She received a full ride scholarship as a swimmer and would have been an Olympian had it not been for a shoulder injury.

I'd seen her swim thousands of times over the years. I was always enthralled and a tiny bit envious of her prowess in the water. But now watching her slicing into the water, seeing the power in her arms and legs was turning me on.

I swung a leg over the armrest of the chair. Without taking my eyes off of Steph gliding through the water. I ran my hand down my body until my palm was cupping myself. With the heel of my hand pressing my clit, my index finger sliding in and out of my pussy I was feeling good. A little too good. An orgasm was headed my way like a freight train and I didn't want to get to the station just yet. I switched to gently rubbing circles on my clit, being careful not to apply too much pressure as I watched Stephs wet, nude form climb out of the pool.

"Is this how it's going to be every morning?" she asked. "I swim my laps while you masturbate."

"I'm not masturbating," I challenged. "I'm playing with myself."

Still dripping water, she sat down across from me. She looked so sexy.

"Okay, I'll bite," she asked, taking a sip of coffee. "What is the difference?"

"Playing with myself," I started, still brazenly rubbing my pussy in front of her. "Is all about getting aroused and making myself feel good."

"Okay."

"Masturbating is when I want to get off." I told her. "And that, my love is your job now."

"Well, if that's my job now, would you please stop playing so I can get to work?"

She eased off the deck chair to her knees in front of me and we kissed. Then we kissed again. Our tongues sliding over each other, I purposely kept getting more sloppy until our tongues were not only in each others mouths, but on and sometimes around our lips. I knew it was almost a parody of bad kissing, but wet sloppy kisses really turned me on.

"God, you are a slobbery kisser," she commented as she broke the kiss. "But I kind of like it."

Leaning back in she kissed me again, then moved to my neck and throat. Laying back I could feel her rock hard nipples grazing my tummy. Moving further down, she took my left boob in her hand, squeezing it while she bit and sucked on the right nipple. She switched off and sucked on the right.

"I love your boobs," she muttered each time she switched.

Her tongue traced lightly down my tummy, pausing briefly to dip and swirl it in my belly button a few times.

"Go easy," I pleaded as she moved towards my pussy. "I am so close."

She just smiled and wicked grin.

I could feel her hot breath on me as her face passed my pussy. My head was back, eyes closed and my heart was racing as I waited to feel her mouth on me.

Suddenly I felt the tip of her tongue flick across then plunge into il mio ano (Italian for my anus. It sounds less crude in Italian.)

God it felt incredible. So incredible, I actually fucking squealed. She took that as a good sign, licking and eating me more intensely. I was going out of my mind. I'd had guys lick me there before and it was...nice. Stephs tongue was driving me mad. I was moaning, shaking and groaning all at the same time.

Suddenly she ran her tongue up my slit and started lapping at my clit. It felt like lightning had struck.

"I'm gonna cum," I managed to croak out.

As I said it, she stuffed two fingers in my buco del colo and one in my pussy.

I squealed again.

Waves of pleasure exploded from my pussy. I could feel it from my finger tips to my toes. I just kept cumming and cumming. The waves felt like they would never stop.

When they did, I was a limp, sweaty, panting rag doll.

"Damn, I'm good." Steph laughed.

"Yes you are," I mumbled.

Steph crawled up my body and gave me another sloppy wet kiss. Truth be told, I was too wrung out to fully appreciate it.

"Why don't we move you over to one of the lounges and let you rest up?" She suggested. "I want to try something when you're back among the living."

It was a solid idea. I'd never experienced such physical and emotionally draining sex before. All I wanted to do was take a nap.

As I dozed on the chaise, Steph sat beside me and ran her fingers along the backs of my legs, my butt and my lower back. It was very relaxing and I was soon fast asleep.

I awoke from my two hour, sex induced coma and found a note taped to my butt:

Running some errands.

Be back around 5:00

Be ready to go, you're taking me to Rosa's for dinner

That left me with five hours to kill. First and foremost, I was seriously overheated from laying out in the sun, so I took a cooling dip in the pool. Once out, I decided to air dry again and spent that time straightening up the back yard.

By the time I was dry, I was also very hungry. So I went inside and made myself lunch. Then I washed my dirty dishes and the few that were in the sink. That led to cleaning the counters, then dusting and finally vacuuming the whole house. I even made a run to the trashcans completely naked. All in all I was having fun being her naked maid.

I knew in the back of my mind, I was really just doing everything I could to keep my mind busy and not worrying about what was going to happen next and in the long term to Stephs and my friendship.

My timing worked out perfectly, I finished vacuuming right at 4:00, which gave me an hour to get ready. A quick shower, well maybe not so quick, I did have a little bit, but not too much, of fun with Stephs hand held shower head. I styled my unruly mop of curls with a towel and I even had time to paint my fingers and toes (a rarity with me) with the same purple polish Steph was currently sporting.

I decided to wait until the last minute to get dressed, for a couple of reasons. First being I wanted to give the house a quick run through to make sure everything was perfect when she came home and the second being, I really like being naked.

I happened to be standing in the living room when Steph came through the door.

"Wow," she said surveying her house and me. "I'm digging this. A clean house and you greeting me naked when I get home. I'm half tempted to ask you to marry me."

I closed the gap between us to give her a hug and kiss.

"You better be serious when you say things like that. Who knows? I might take you up on it."

"I'll keep that in mind," she laughed. "But as much as I love the way you're not dressed, we need to get going."

It took all of two minutes to slid into the dress I'd laid out (no bra or panties), throw my flip flops on and we were out the door.

Fifteen minutes later we were walking through the door on our way to be seated at Rosa's. We ended up with a semi secluded booth towards the back.

The waiter came had both our drink and food orders.

"What do you think we are, now?" she asked.

"Sexual orientation or what are we to each other?" I questioned.

"Both"

In spite of my earlier busy work, I had thought a lot about "both" while I was cleaning.

"As far as straight, bi or lesbian," I started. "I'm not sure. If we'd only done it once, I could say I was straight and had been curious. I went back for more and truly hope even more in the future, so that would be technically bi. But right now and for the foreseeable future, you're the only person I am interested in having sex with, you have a vagina... A very wonderful one by the way. So that would point towards lesbian. All in all, I'm not sure."

"That's pretty close to how I'm seeing it," she assured me.

"As to you and me, I'm really not sure. You and I have been so close for so long, now that sex is involved it makes it different, but I'm hopeful it makes it different in a better way. If you want to keep this as a friends with benefits deal, I'm good with it. If you want to be girlfriends, just you and me against the world, I'm fine with that."

"It's good to know we're thinking along the same lines here," she told me. "I spent a lot of time today thinking about what this is going to do to us. For me, both physically and emotionally it's been next level. I thought about that thing your mother told us years ago when she gave us the sex talk..."

'Girls, sex with anyone is pretty good, but sex with someone you truly love, will blow your minds'

"Consider my mind blown," she continued. "This morning, I was awake when you left the bedroom. I needed some time alone to think this all through. I was worried that I was thinking one way and you were on a different page. What cinched it for me was when you were mastur... Sorry, playing with yourself and told me that getting you off was now my job. I liked the idea of it being my job. For the record, I love getting you off too. Then coming home to you, having someone at home that I truly look forward to being with... For the first time in my life, I really get why people want to get married. Face it, you'd make a great wife."

"I told you to be careful joking about that," I laughed.

"How is this for serious?" she asked, placing a small wooden box in front of me.

I knew that box. A huge knot tightened in my stomach. It was Stephs most cherished and prized possession. It was her mothers ring. She'd inherited it when her mother died years ago. She was deathly afraid of losing it so it spent most of its time in a safe deposit box.

"This is your moms...Are you...?" I managed to ask as tears formed in my eyes.

"I know she would have been thrilled for you wear it," she said softly. "and there's no one else's finger I want see it on, for the rest of my life."

I told her yes and we kissed as she put the ring on my finger.

"Congratulations," our waiter said as he set our plates down. "You're a beautiful couple."

We dove into our dinners.

"So I guess we're lesbians now," I said between bites. "Next thing you know, we'll own a Subaru and start wearing cargo shorts, but at least you'll have some eye candy with you when we go to the farmers market."

"One, you already own a Subaru. Two, you already wear those dreadful cargo shorts. And three, I would love for you to be my eye candy."

The rest of dinner went quickly, I paid and we left.

I was reaching for the car door, when she spun me around and kissed me. Her body pressed tightly against mine she worked her thigh between my legs. Her hand went to my breast as I ground my pussy on her leg.

"God, I can't wait to get you naked," she exclaimed as we separated and she headed to the other side of the car.

That was a no brainer. I quickly pulled my dress over my head and tossed it to her.

"Be a dear and put this in the trunk for me," I told her, standing, save for my flip flops and engagement ring, totally nude.

"You're crazy."

"Sometimes, you just have to roll with it," I told her placing my bare feet up on the dashboard. I figured if I was going to be exposed, I wanted to be very exposed.

We got home without incident. Steph jumped out of the car to retrieve my dress. Not wanting to be bothered with it, I stayed naked and strolled leisurely to the front door. Once inside, I didn't waste any time getting her out of her blouse, bra, pants and panties.

Our lips and fingers roamed over each others bodies, we ended up on the floor, on our sides in a 69 and I was well on my way to climax when she pulled away.

"Wait, I want to try something."

She rolled onto her back and raised her spread legs into a "V".

"Straddle my pussy," she told me.

"Scissoring? Look at you, getting deep into the lesbian stuff."

"Shut up and fuck me, wife."

That told me I was doing all the work.

I got between her legs and lowered my pussy onto hers. It felt nice. We were both very wet and I could feel the heat radiating from her. Slowly, I ground myself against her. Shocks of pleasure shot through me when my clit would drag across her wet lips. Judging from the moans Steph was making, she was enjoying it too. I started rolling my hips front to back and rocking them side to side, that brought on more moans from my fiancé.

"Right there," she cried out as I rocked my hips to the left.

I did my best to stay in that spot, grinding against her.

"Yeah...Fuck me, fuck me baby," she started to groan. "Yes, make me cum."

I reached over until my fingers were holding her nipple and rubbed it with the same tempo as my pussy was gliding on her clit.

"There...there..there," she cried as she ground her clit against me, her body bucking as she came.

When I moved beside her mouth found mine and her fingers found my clit.

"I want you to cum too," she breathed as our faces parted a little.

"I'm going to, if you keep that up," I told her.

Our kissing got more intense, lots of tongue, lips, saliva... the messy, sloppy, wet kisses that made my pussy melt. She rubbed my clit one way, then the other, finally settling on clockwise.

Faster and faster, our kisses got more urgent.

"I'm cu...." Was all I could get out and she bit and pulled on my lower lip.

That little bit of pain mixed with floods of pleasure....Oh God...It felt like my body was going to explode.

Laying side by side, holding each others hand, we stared at the ceiling.

"Why didn't we do this sooner?"