As soon as Catherine walked into the room, she knew something was different. The lights were dimmer, the curtains drawn, and the bed was unmade. She could feel a heat radiating from the stillness of the room, and the static energy was like a drug to her. She walked over to the bed and sat down, letting the feeling wash over her, and taking in the scent of the sheets. It was musky, with a hint of lavender, and it drove her wild. Her heart raced as she slid her hands underneath the pillows, unearthing a collection of carefully wrapped presents.
Catherine looked at the girl in the mirror, trying to decide what to wear. She knew there were rules, unspoken ones that governed this sort of thing, but she couldn’t seem to remember them. Her fingers traced the delicate lace of her bra, and she knew she was in trouble. She could feel her body responding to the wondered of what was to come, and her heart leapt in her chest. She was nervous, scared, and excited all at once, and she couldn’t wait to see what was gonna happen next.
As she slipped into the dress, she felt herself getting ready for something special. The soft fabric hugged her curves, and she could feel the heat emanating from the other side of the room. She had all the time been attracted to women, but she had never acted on it before. This time, everything felt different. She knew what was happening, but she couldn’t stop it. She could feel the desire simmering within her, and she knew she needed to act on it.
The door opened, and a girl walked into the room. Catherine’s breath caught in her throat as she looked at the girl. She was tall, with long black hair and deep green eyes. Her skin was the color of honey, and her lips were full and pink. Catherine licked her own lips, feeling a jolt of electricity run through her body as she watched the girl move towards her.
“Hi,” the girl said, her voice soft and husky.
Catherine found herself unable to speak. She simply nodded, her eyes never leaving the girl’s face.
“I’m Rachel,” the girl said. “You look beautiful.”
Catherine found herself blushing, feeling more like a teenager than a grown woman. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening. She had never been with a woman before, but she had fantasized about it for years. Now that it was actually happening, she felt like she was living a dream.
Rachel sat down next to her on the bed and gently touched her face. Catherine closed her eyes, savoring the touch of the other girl’s skin against her own. They began to kiss, gently at first, then with increasing passion. Catherine could feel the heat building within her, and she knew she needed more. Rachel’s hands began to move over her body, exploring her curves, and Catherine felt her breath quickening.
When they finally broke aside, Catherine was panting. She couldn’t believe how intense the pleasure had been. She looked at Rachel, and she could see the desire in her eyes.
“Please,” Catherine whispered.
Rachel nodded and began to undress her. As she slipped out of her dress, Catherine felt like she was shedding her inhibitions as well. She was completely naked now, exposed, vulnerable. But she didn’t feel scared. She felt alive.
Rachel’s hands moved over her body, tracing every curve and crevice. Catherine moaned, feeling her body explode with pleasure. She had never felt anything like this before.
And then it was over. Rachel looked at her, a satisfied look on her face. Catherine felt a pang of desire, and then it was gone. She knew she had to leave, to end this before it got too far. But as she got dressed and walked out of the room, she knew she would be back. This had been just the beginning of her lesbian affair, and she couldn’t wait to see where it would take her.