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For the next several months I really opened up with Amy. I explored all things new to me. I was genuinely happy. My life was really coming together and I was having fun along the way. My job was amazing and paid more than the bills. Amy was getting me to explore myself and expand in my life.
I truly felt what sex was supposed to be like. I wanted to do it, I got horny all the time, and I had amazing orgasms. With Amy I felt safe and I allowed her to try things with me I never thought I would. One night she gave me a pair of panties to wear out on our date. These were no ordinary pair. They had a vibrator built into them and it was controlled remotely. She had the remote. All throughout the night she would turn it off and on and at variable speeds. Dinner was very interesting to say the least, when you are at a family restaurant on the verge of an orgasm.
There was one problem, I wanted to settle down with somebody, live with them and have a real relationship. Amy was almost 42 years old and had c***dren that ranged in age from 18 to 7 years old. She didn’t want that kind of relationship with the c***dren around and I respected that. Amy knew what I wanted and it didn’t bother her. She knew that someday the relationship we had would end.
About a year after moving to Texas, I started to have a recurring dream. In the dream I was with somebody. We would go hiking our out to a movie or something. I could see her body but I could not see her face. I would feel loved and an emotional connection to this person that I have never experienced before. In the dream we would kiss and make love. I would feel like I am about to have the biggest orgasm of my life only to wake up alone in bed. I would be hornier than hell and be soaking wet down there.
After waking up and realizing I was alone, a depression would come over me. I felt that I knew who the girl was in the dream but without seeing a face, I had no idea who she really was or if she was even real. I chalked the dreams up to my subconscious telling me that I wanted something more than a friendship with benefits. I loved Amy and I loved being with her, but she was right, she was past the age of having what I wanted and she needed to be there for her c***dren first.
One day out of the blue a message arrived on Facebook for me. It was Tara, my college roommate. After graduation we went our separate ways and did not speak anymore. Our senior year was hell with graduation and we began to focus on our careers. Her and George were engaged and busy planning their future. After a few months I figured I would never hear from her again.
She messaged me telling me that she had been doing a lot of reminiscing on her college years and was wondering how I was doing. I replied with a quick update, leaving out the lesbian part out. I was not sure how she would take that. A few days later she replied that she and George were still married and she was living in her home city. She had a job as an ER Nurse and they recently purchased a house. Over the next several weeks we went back and forth like this.
One day, Tara emailed me asking if I would like to go on a vacation with her. She said that she got a week off work but George couldn’t. She wanted to know if I wanted to go to the mountains of Tennessee with her and rent a cabin. It sounded like it would be a good time for us to catch up and just get away from our jobs and it would just be like college again.
We found a nice two bedroom cabin with a large kitchen and screened in porch with a hot tub. The deck overlooked a large valley and it was still close enough to a city that we could go get provisions without wasting a day. It also had DIRECTV so it wasn’t completely roughing it. We booked it in October and I could barely wait for the two months to go by. I enjoyed having Tara as a roommate and we got along great. I had met only a few friends in Dallas and I thought it would be great to hang out with an old one.
It seemed to take forever but finally the day came. I had a pretty long drive and Amy was there to see me off. I did a final check to make sure I had everything, the car was gassed, and I had my Coke. On the drive there I thought about all the fun times I had with Tara. The country music concerts, the double dates with her and George, our late night girl talks. That was the first time I had been out of my small community and the first time I was away from my family. I loved my family but they really held me back by sheltering me so much. I understand that it was because they just wanted to protect me, but I could have gained a lot in my life if they had let me go. Tara was the first friend I had outside of my church so everything we did was because wanted too, not because the church told us that was what we had to do.
After what felt like a day of driving I finally arrived at the cabin just before sunset. It was brisk up in the mountains and being from Texas I had not prepared myself. I had sweatshirts packed but I was wearing a T shirt and shorts for the drive. I stepped out of the car and breathed in the fresh autumn scent. The air was cleaner and smelled of decaying leaves. It reminded me of my c***dhood in Ohio. You don’t get things like that in Texas. It’s just hot all the time.
The front door of the cabin burst open and Tara came screaming out. She jumped into my arms and we gave each other a deep hug. She looked good. She looked just as I remembered her. After a few minutes of saying our hellos and exchanging compliments on looks, Tara helped me grab my bags and get settled. I took a shower and changed into my sweats.
We lit a fire and made dinner. Tonight was going to be a simple and an early night. We both were tired from our drive. We made a salad and watched some TV and exchanged stories about or jobs in the hospital. Soon we both were having a hard time keeping our eyes open so we turned in for the night.
The next day I was awoken by the sound of pans clanging in the kitchen. Tara was up early and had breakfast almost prepared. She said she was used to having breakfast ready for Mike in the morning and was in the habit of doing it. The food was great; we had French toast, hash browns, and fruit. I honestly didn’t even realize that she had been shopping yesterday before I arrived. We ate out on the porch in the morning sun sipping coffee. It was very peaceful and stress free.
After breakfast we went on a hike through the mountains. We found waterfalls and saw all kinds of wildlife. We were having so much fun that we didn’t realize it was already 4PM. The hike back took an hour and after showering we made dinner. We grilled steaks and veggies and then enjoyed our meal on the porch again. The view was breathtaking. We were at the top of the hill looking out over a valley. About a mile out you could see the other mountain. Dots of light from other cabins slowly flicked on as the sun set below the ridge.
After dinner I decided that drinks in the hot tub were in order. It was a chilly 45 degrees that night and it would be perfect. We sat in the tub getting sloshed on the wine. As Tara drank more I noticed that she seemed like something was wrong. She smiled less and just seemed depressed. It totally was not the girl I knew. I finally asked her what was wrong and she broke down crying.
George had cheated on her and told her that she didn’t love him anymore. He wanted a divorce. Tara was destroyed over this. They had been together now for almost a decade and just bought a house together. He told her that he didn’t care what she took in the divorce as long as she was out of his life. This shocked her as much as it did me. They were always happy together and George had worshipped her when I knew them. Apparently he had met a 20 year girl at a strip club and they were in love. He didn’t want the family life and Tara had been nagging him too much to start a family. He left that night. Tara said she had been struggling to make ends meet. Her family tried to help as best they could but she couldn’t pull the mortgage together every month and lost the house. She sold her car and most of her possessions to try and make payments but it was not enough.
A few months ago she moved back in with her parents and had been struggling to get back on her feet. As if she didn’t have enough on her plate, she was told the hospital was downsizing. She was low on the seniority and was now possibly going to lose her job. About a week before she proposed our vacation she overdosed on alcohol and sleep aids. She was rushed to the hospital and had her stomach pumped. She was in a psych ward when she sent me the email. Her ther****t suggested getting away for a bit and trying and clearing her mind. She remembered having a lot of fun with me and regretted that we lost touch because of George so that is how we wound up here.
I held her tightly and told her that everything would be okay. The money part sucked but there were ways of figuring it out. She cried on my shoulder for an hour. I tried to calm her down but nothing worked. Soon she just wore herself out. I helped her into her room and tucked in her in bed. I couldn’t believe that just happened. I felt so bad for her.
The next day Tara acted as if nothing happened. She was up again before me and had breakfast cooked. We had read about a secluded lake so we decided to go on the 4 mile hike and find it. It was a warm autumn day. The sun was out with a gentle breeze. We avoided the whole conversation of the previous evening’s events and Tara’s life back in Ohio. I wanted her to forget about it and oddly I wanted to be the one that made everything right with her.
After dinner we settled down for another evening in the Hot Tub. After a few glasses of wine I decided that Tara would be the first one from my previous life to know about my new found sexuality. I told her about my divorce from Mark and the events that brought me to Dallas. I told her all about my experiences with Amy and how happy I was. I once was scared to tell her because I did not know how she would react. To my amazement she was very interested and asked numerous questions. It seemed that she was very into it. She told me that she was happy for me. She also told me about how she thought that all the guys I dated were not right for me. She wanted to tell me that I seemed miserable but wanted me to lead my own life. Hours passed by and before we knew it, it was time for bed.
That night I had my recurring dream again. Only something was different about it. I still could not see her face but I could smell something. It was very distinct and smelled great. I woke up in the morning with the smell stuck in my head. It was familiar to me but I could not pin it. It did stir up images of my past. It was right on the rim of my recollection of memory but still just out of site.
I woke up at the same time as Tara and was sad to find that it was raining pretty heavily outside. The weather forecast showed that it was not going to get much better. Tara and I decided that we would just stay in our PJs for the day and play some cards or watch TV. We made a light breakfast and then watched The View. After that a cheesy romance movie was on Lifetime. We laughed at how corny it was but we did agree with their theme that all female problems are the result of men.
The rest of the day we hung out and played some card games. It was really nice to be with her again. I enjoyed her company and we got along great. The week was surely flying by. After dinner we headed out for nightly hot tub and wine event. The rain was coming down and the air was frigid. Steam rose up from the bubbling water. The water was welcoming as we sank our bodies into it.
After a few minutes Tara looked at me and said, “Let’s make this night exciting.”
“Ok,” I said. “How do you want to do that?”
“Let’s get naked in the hot tub!”
It’s not like we hadn’t seen each other naked before. We used to change all the time in the dorms and since we had communal bathrooms, we would walk the halls in nothing but a towel. I found it strange that she would request this but I figured what the heck. I told her okay and we took our suits off. We stayed in the water so it wasn’t like we could see anything. We continued our drinking and goofing around for another hour. At around Midnight, Tara thanked me for being here for her and that I was making her happy again. She leaned into me and gave me a hug. I could feel her breasts press against my body and that is when it hit me, the smell from my dream.
It hit me like a locomotive barreling out of control down a mountain. Images of Tara and me in the dorms together flooded my mind. The countless nights we got ready for dates and going out. She used to spray it on herself all the time. It was her perfume. Suddenly her face filled the images left in my head from my dreams. I was stunned. My heart was bounding and I could not breathe.
Before I could say a word, Tara got up out of the hot tub. “I am headed in,” she said with a gorgeous smile. I watched as the water dripped off of her naked body. I stared at her as she disappeared into the cabin. It took me a few seconds to regain my composure. I could not believe it. Tara was the girl I was dreaming about. Tara was the one I was in love with!
I put my bathing suit back on and went back into the cabin. I was stunned to find Tara still naked in the kitchen. Her body was like angel. The light added a glow to her dark long hair. It dangled over her C cup breasts blocking my view of her nipples. Her curvy legs led up to her inner lips peaked out of her bald vagina. Even though I had seen her naked countless of times, it was like the first time.
“You pussy” she said breaking me from trance.
The only thing I could reply was, “huh?”
“You put your suit back on.”
“Yay, it’s too cold out.” I replied with a smile. I did not want her to know that I was in love with her. I am going to go shower I told her and I went off to the bathroom. I turned on the water, got naked and stepped inside. My heart was still pounding as the water cascaded from my hair, over my breasts, and onto the shower floor. Somethings began to make sense, especially the night I found out that Tara and been having sex with George. I stormed out of the dorm and was confused on how I felt. It was jealousy over George getting to be with her. Because of me fear of being lesbian I lied to myself about what I was feeling at the time. I was standing there when I felt a sudden rush of cold air from the door being opened. The next thing I knew the curtain pulled back and Tara stepped in naked.
I just stared at her without saying a word. She gave me some cheesy line about saving water. She then said that honestly she was just tired and did not want to wait for me to finish. She figured that if we both showered at the same time she would finish sooner. This made logical sense to me.
I tried like hell not to look at her. She knew I was lesbian and I didn’t want her to know that I was into her. As I was getting ready to wash my body, she asked me if I wanted her to wash my back. I said that would be okay thinking nothing of it. I turned around and let her wash my back. At first it seemed okay but then I started to panic. I could feel her hands glide easily over my soft wet skin that was slippery from the soap. She took her time on my shoulders then began to wash down to the small of my back. Then she ran her hands back up. I was getting so turned on and I was horrified she would find out. Then she dropped a bomb on me. She wrapped her hands around to the front and started to rub my breasts.
I turned to face her. We both said nothing just staring at each other. She then leaned in and kissed me. I kissed her back for a second and then broke our kiss. To be Continued……..
I truly felt what sex was supposed to be like. I wanted to do it, I got horny all the time, and I had amazing orgasms. With Amy I felt safe and I allowed her to try things with me I never thought I would. One night she gave me a pair of panties to wear out on our date. These were no ordinary pair. They had a vibrator built into them and it was controlled remotely. She had the remote. All throughout the night she would turn it off and on and at variable speeds. Dinner was very interesting to say the least, when you are at a family restaurant on the verge of an orgasm.
There was one problem, I wanted to settle down with somebody, live with them and have a real relationship. Amy was almost 42 years old and had c***dren that ranged in age from 18 to 7 years old. She didn’t want that kind of relationship with the c***dren around and I respected that. Amy knew what I wanted and it didn’t bother her. She knew that someday the relationship we had would end.
About a year after moving to Texas, I started to have a recurring dream. In the dream I was with somebody. We would go hiking our out to a movie or something. I could see her body but I could not see her face. I would feel loved and an emotional connection to this person that I have never experienced before. In the dream we would kiss and make love. I would feel like I am about to have the biggest orgasm of my life only to wake up alone in bed. I would be hornier than hell and be soaking wet down there.
After waking up and realizing I was alone, a depression would come over me. I felt that I knew who the girl was in the dream but without seeing a face, I had no idea who she really was or if she was even real. I chalked the dreams up to my subconscious telling me that I wanted something more than a friendship with benefits. I loved Amy and I loved being with her, but she was right, she was past the age of having what I wanted and she needed to be there for her c***dren first.
One day out of the blue a message arrived on Facebook for me. It was Tara, my college roommate. After graduation we went our separate ways and did not speak anymore. Our senior year was hell with graduation and we began to focus on our careers. Her and George were engaged and busy planning their future. After a few months I figured I would never hear from her again.
She messaged me telling me that she had been doing a lot of reminiscing on her college years and was wondering how I was doing. I replied with a quick update, leaving out the lesbian part out. I was not sure how she would take that. A few days later she replied that she and George were still married and she was living in her home city. She had a job as an ER Nurse and they recently purchased a house. Over the next several weeks we went back and forth like this.
One day, Tara emailed me asking if I would like to go on a vacation with her. She said that she got a week off work but George couldn’t. She wanted to know if I wanted to go to the mountains of Tennessee with her and rent a cabin. It sounded like it would be a good time for us to catch up and just get away from our jobs and it would just be like college again.
We found a nice two bedroom cabin with a large kitchen and screened in porch with a hot tub. The deck overlooked a large valley and it was still close enough to a city that we could go get provisions without wasting a day. It also had DIRECTV so it wasn’t completely roughing it. We booked it in October and I could barely wait for the two months to go by. I enjoyed having Tara as a roommate and we got along great. I had met only a few friends in Dallas and I thought it would be great to hang out with an old one.
It seemed to take forever but finally the day came. I had a pretty long drive and Amy was there to see me off. I did a final check to make sure I had everything, the car was gassed, and I had my Coke. On the drive there I thought about all the fun times I had with Tara. The country music concerts, the double dates with her and George, our late night girl talks. That was the first time I had been out of my small community and the first time I was away from my family. I loved my family but they really held me back by sheltering me so much. I understand that it was because they just wanted to protect me, but I could have gained a lot in my life if they had let me go. Tara was the first friend I had outside of my church so everything we did was because wanted too, not because the church told us that was what we had to do.
After what felt like a day of driving I finally arrived at the cabin just before sunset. It was brisk up in the mountains and being from Texas I had not prepared myself. I had sweatshirts packed but I was wearing a T shirt and shorts for the drive. I stepped out of the car and breathed in the fresh autumn scent. The air was cleaner and smelled of decaying leaves. It reminded me of my c***dhood in Ohio. You don’t get things like that in Texas. It’s just hot all the time.
The front door of the cabin burst open and Tara came screaming out. She jumped into my arms and we gave each other a deep hug. She looked good. She looked just as I remembered her. After a few minutes of saying our hellos and exchanging compliments on looks, Tara helped me grab my bags and get settled. I took a shower and changed into my sweats.
We lit a fire and made dinner. Tonight was going to be a simple and an early night. We both were tired from our drive. We made a salad and watched some TV and exchanged stories about or jobs in the hospital. Soon we both were having a hard time keeping our eyes open so we turned in for the night.
The next day I was awoken by the sound of pans clanging in the kitchen. Tara was up early and had breakfast almost prepared. She said she was used to having breakfast ready for Mike in the morning and was in the habit of doing it. The food was great; we had French toast, hash browns, and fruit. I honestly didn’t even realize that she had been shopping yesterday before I arrived. We ate out on the porch in the morning sun sipping coffee. It was very peaceful and stress free.
After breakfast we went on a hike through the mountains. We found waterfalls and saw all kinds of wildlife. We were having so much fun that we didn’t realize it was already 4PM. The hike back took an hour and after showering we made dinner. We grilled steaks and veggies and then enjoyed our meal on the porch again. The view was breathtaking. We were at the top of the hill looking out over a valley. About a mile out you could see the other mountain. Dots of light from other cabins slowly flicked on as the sun set below the ridge.
After dinner I decided that drinks in the hot tub were in order. It was a chilly 45 degrees that night and it would be perfect. We sat in the tub getting sloshed on the wine. As Tara drank more I noticed that she seemed like something was wrong. She smiled less and just seemed depressed. It totally was not the girl I knew. I finally asked her what was wrong and she broke down crying.
George had cheated on her and told her that she didn’t love him anymore. He wanted a divorce. Tara was destroyed over this. They had been together now for almost a decade and just bought a house together. He told her that he didn’t care what she took in the divorce as long as she was out of his life. This shocked her as much as it did me. They were always happy together and George had worshipped her when I knew them. Apparently he had met a 20 year girl at a strip club and they were in love. He didn’t want the family life and Tara had been nagging him too much to start a family. He left that night. Tara said she had been struggling to make ends meet. Her family tried to help as best they could but she couldn’t pull the mortgage together every month and lost the house. She sold her car and most of her possessions to try and make payments but it was not enough.
A few months ago she moved back in with her parents and had been struggling to get back on her feet. As if she didn’t have enough on her plate, she was told the hospital was downsizing. She was low on the seniority and was now possibly going to lose her job. About a week before she proposed our vacation she overdosed on alcohol and sleep aids. She was rushed to the hospital and had her stomach pumped. She was in a psych ward when she sent me the email. Her ther****t suggested getting away for a bit and trying and clearing her mind. She remembered having a lot of fun with me and regretted that we lost touch because of George so that is how we wound up here.
I held her tightly and told her that everything would be okay. The money part sucked but there were ways of figuring it out. She cried on my shoulder for an hour. I tried to calm her down but nothing worked. Soon she just wore herself out. I helped her into her room and tucked in her in bed. I couldn’t believe that just happened. I felt so bad for her.
The next day Tara acted as if nothing happened. She was up again before me and had breakfast cooked. We had read about a secluded lake so we decided to go on the 4 mile hike and find it. It was a warm autumn day. The sun was out with a gentle breeze. We avoided the whole conversation of the previous evening’s events and Tara’s life back in Ohio. I wanted her to forget about it and oddly I wanted to be the one that made everything right with her.
After dinner we settled down for another evening in the Hot Tub. After a few glasses of wine I decided that Tara would be the first one from my previous life to know about my new found sexuality. I told her about my divorce from Mark and the events that brought me to Dallas. I told her all about my experiences with Amy and how happy I was. I once was scared to tell her because I did not know how she would react. To my amazement she was very interested and asked numerous questions. It seemed that she was very into it. She told me that she was happy for me. She also told me about how she thought that all the guys I dated were not right for me. She wanted to tell me that I seemed miserable but wanted me to lead my own life. Hours passed by and before we knew it, it was time for bed.
That night I had my recurring dream again. Only something was different about it. I still could not see her face but I could smell something. It was very distinct and smelled great. I woke up in the morning with the smell stuck in my head. It was familiar to me but I could not pin it. It did stir up images of my past. It was right on the rim of my recollection of memory but still just out of site.
I woke up at the same time as Tara and was sad to find that it was raining pretty heavily outside. The weather forecast showed that it was not going to get much better. Tara and I decided that we would just stay in our PJs for the day and play some cards or watch TV. We made a light breakfast and then watched The View. After that a cheesy romance movie was on Lifetime. We laughed at how corny it was but we did agree with their theme that all female problems are the result of men.
The rest of the day we hung out and played some card games. It was really nice to be with her again. I enjoyed her company and we got along great. The week was surely flying by. After dinner we headed out for nightly hot tub and wine event. The rain was coming down and the air was frigid. Steam rose up from the bubbling water. The water was welcoming as we sank our bodies into it.
After a few minutes Tara looked at me and said, “Let’s make this night exciting.”
“Ok,” I said. “How do you want to do that?”
“Let’s get naked in the hot tub!”
It’s not like we hadn’t seen each other naked before. We used to change all the time in the dorms and since we had communal bathrooms, we would walk the halls in nothing but a towel. I found it strange that she would request this but I figured what the heck. I told her okay and we took our suits off. We stayed in the water so it wasn’t like we could see anything. We continued our drinking and goofing around for another hour. At around Midnight, Tara thanked me for being here for her and that I was making her happy again. She leaned into me and gave me a hug. I could feel her breasts press against my body and that is when it hit me, the smell from my dream.
It hit me like a locomotive barreling out of control down a mountain. Images of Tara and me in the dorms together flooded my mind. The countless nights we got ready for dates and going out. She used to spray it on herself all the time. It was her perfume. Suddenly her face filled the images left in my head from my dreams. I was stunned. My heart was bounding and I could not breathe.
Before I could say a word, Tara got up out of the hot tub. “I am headed in,” she said with a gorgeous smile. I watched as the water dripped off of her naked body. I stared at her as she disappeared into the cabin. It took me a few seconds to regain my composure. I could not believe it. Tara was the girl I was dreaming about. Tara was the one I was in love with!
I put my bathing suit back on and went back into the cabin. I was stunned to find Tara still naked in the kitchen. Her body was like angel. The light added a glow to her dark long hair. It dangled over her C cup breasts blocking my view of her nipples. Her curvy legs led up to her inner lips peaked out of her bald vagina. Even though I had seen her naked countless of times, it was like the first time.
“You pussy” she said breaking me from trance.
The only thing I could reply was, “huh?”
“You put your suit back on.”
“Yay, it’s too cold out.” I replied with a smile. I did not want her to know that I was in love with her. I am going to go shower I told her and I went off to the bathroom. I turned on the water, got naked and stepped inside. My heart was still pounding as the water cascaded from my hair, over my breasts, and onto the shower floor. Somethings began to make sense, especially the night I found out that Tara and been having sex with George. I stormed out of the dorm and was confused on how I felt. It was jealousy over George getting to be with her. Because of me fear of being lesbian I lied to myself about what I was feeling at the time. I was standing there when I felt a sudden rush of cold air from the door being opened. The next thing I knew the curtain pulled back and Tara stepped in naked.
I just stared at her without saying a word. She gave me some cheesy line about saving water. She then said that honestly she was just tired and did not want to wait for me to finish. She figured that if we both showered at the same time she would finish sooner. This made logical sense to me.
I tried like hell not to look at her. She knew I was lesbian and I didn’t want her to know that I was into her. As I was getting ready to wash my body, she asked me if I wanted her to wash my back. I said that would be okay thinking nothing of it. I turned around and let her wash my back. At first it seemed okay but then I started to panic. I could feel her hands glide easily over my soft wet skin that was slippery from the soap. She took her time on my shoulders then began to wash down to the small of my back. Then she ran her hands back up. I was getting so turned on and I was horrified she would find out. Then she dropped a bomb on me. She wrapped her hands around to the front and started to rub my breasts.
I turned to face her. We both said nothing just staring at each other. She then leaned in and kissed me. I kissed her back for a second and then broke our kiss. To be Continued……..
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