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The Bar (and My First Lesbian Lover) By MadQuill Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. Though this is the first of two chapters it is a work of Fiction and stands on its own. I slept with a Lesbian a week ago. It was a remarkable night of sensual sex. It was a first for me yet it opened my mind. She was in town visiting the Foundation and we crossed paths in the restroom. There were no other people using the ladies on my floor and she stopped as she dried her hands and just look at me and I knew. "I don't think we've met. I'm Darra," she said walking toward me. She stopped near the stall that I had opened. "I saw you from the Atrium." I smiled and considered her flirt. "Yes my office is on the north wall." I hadn't moved. "You've got a nice smile." I looked down at my heels. "My parent insisted on braces," I pursed my lips. "What division are you with, Jessie right?" My name was on my pass but it was partially covered. I had to be careful for I was really happy working at the Foundation. "Ah, yes, Darra. I need to pee, excuse me please." I heard her leave the space. Twenty minutes later near four-thirty she walked into my office. "The view across the Atrium and to City is marvelous Jessie." She sat down across from me. "The team I'm working with had to settle a matter. I'm free. Do you want to get a drink?" I studied the outfit Darra wore. Power heels with a strong thick heel, chunky, but not sexy or too tall. The leather was a matte grey. Her legs were covered in very sheer nylons. I could just see her knee as the hem of her skirt had risen a bit as she sat. The ribbed black material of her skirt was elegant. A belt held her soft beige blouse which had a strong collar accenting Darra's lovely long neck. Her makeup was strong for an office meeting but maybe she did this to conceal her sexuality. She looked a little to femme. There was no shade line on her ring finger. In fact on her right hand she wore a diamond on her middle finger. Darra had soft almost strawberry blonde hair but it was up and I could see subtle hints of grey. I looked at her face for long enough for her to understand yes and then checked my clock. "Sure. Say we meet at the bar around the corner, its called Espirit. I need another twenty minutes Darra." She sat a moment longer and I saw her tongue moisten her lower lip. "I'd like that Jessie." At five I entered the busy corner bar. I had been here three or so times since it opened last year. It was a pleasant crowd. Not too many sports TV's on. Just the unit over the bar and it was tuned to CNBC. I looked about and saw her in a quiet spot in the corner. Sitting down I noticed that she had changed for now her blouse seemed to expose a white chemise with lace. She had removed her bra. I paused before taking a seat and starred. "I'm glad you've noticed Jessie." A little fluster I put my bag beside hers on the unused chair and I could see the strap of the bra partially exposed at the bags zip. "You must excuse my stare Darra." I sat down. "I'm not accustomed to meeting women at the Foundation. There are no rules but most of the gals are married and after talking about their kids and husbands I guess I get bored and, I'm nervous, a little." "I've ordered you a Pinot, there's the waiter. Thanks." "You've guessed right. The red will be nice." We talked of my legal work at the Foundation and she shared that she was in town for just two days. She lived near Detroit and the non- profit she was with had requested some aid. She wasn't married nor in a relationship. Twenty minutes later I needed to clarify myself. "I'm truly flattered that you find me attractive Darra but no one mentioned?" She smiled. "My eyes are a good read and your legs are just so sexy Jessie." I considered her pass. She had missed that I wasn't all female. I had to share my secret. I looked into her eyes intently as I spoke the words. Her smile never wavered. "You're saying you don't want to go to bed with me Jessie?" Maybe she didn't hear the words correctly due to the hum of the bar's patrons. "Darra, I'm a woman who would love to go back to your hotel but I'm, transgen..." "Oh, what did you-" Now she understood yet her face didn't fall. "Oh Jessie you're testing me." She paused and considered me. "Seeing if I'm paying attention. But my statement settled into her mind. Ten seconds passed and her eyes never left mine. "Okay, so that's a surprised. Yes Jessie. You're really not a girl?" I started to get up. "Wait, please. Let that idea, I mean to say, don't leave Jessie." I shifted slightly and looked into her eyes and then sat again. I looked back to Darra. She pursed her lips. "I'm a little unsure Jessie," Without her eyes leaving mine she slowly reached across the table to my hand. "Yet I'm more open minded than most, especially most lesbians who live in the mid-west." She lightly placed her hand atop mine. "You definitely fooled me." I pulled back and she did as well. "But I didn't try to, I mean you," She interrupted. "I understand, but you don't look, I guess I want to say that you look so feminine." "Of course I do, I'm a woman. Just not quite a GG." "A what? Oh, yes, I get it, a gender girl." She looked at me. "You are to my eyes still attractive," but I wasn't sure what she was thinking. She seemed unconvinced until she smiled warmly. "Will you come with me to my room?" I nodded. "Come on, in fact let's go." The waiter saw her hand and I sat while my new friend paid and we stood to leave. Coming close her hip touching mine. "Jessie, I want to kiss you." The bar was now crowded and some other girls had taken our table. It was a soft sensual kiss on my lips. One of the women hooted. "yeah, I'd take that one too," Pausing I said, "That was nice, Darra." She took my hand. "I've got a bottle of wine at the room. We'll share the evening. The hotel is a five minute stroll." The lovemaking with Darra changed how I thought of myself. There was no penetration or toys involved. She started in the hall with the door to her suite open kissing me. She liked the risky public kisses but her hand had slipped into my dress and she caressed my right breast gently rubbing the nipple as her tongue took control. I was shorter though we were both wearing heels. Darra was slim but not skinny. I'd have guess she had five pounds and two inches on me. "I like to lead Jessie." The kiss paused and she took my hand and we closed the door. Once the door closed I pulled her to my mouth as her hands released my dress and she pushed it down to my hips. The slip followed and her fingers felt that the bra I'd wore was a front clasp. "Tricky little bitch is holding what I want," she softly said as she pulled my breasts free. I smiled as she looked at me while dropping slightly to slowly lick at my left breast and teasing the right nipple in her fingertips. I moaned, "Yes, yes, Darra." I pulled her upward to my mouth again. "More kisses please," she had a powerful tongue and it was still sweet from the wine. Her hands cupped both of my naked breasts. She smiled and pressed them together. "This a quite a rack Jessie and I love to play with my lovers tits." Her right knee was between my thighs and she pressed my sex. "And your mons is quite flat for a girl, well you know." Her face was inches from mine as she smiled and that tongue again assaulted my lips. My hands had pulled her skirt up and my fingers played along her butt cheeks. "Where are your panties?" I said as I pulled back a bit from her kiss. "Humm, took you long enough to find that out. In the purse Jessie. I'm naked for you and my juice is running down my inner thighs." I dropped to my knees and saw her pink bare lips and the glistening drops of her nectar. "Oh Darra, " my mouth covered her mons as my tongue slid down to her clit. "Wow, that's a surprise too," I said seeing her clitoris. It was engorged and nearly a quarter of an inch in length. I'd never seen such a big one. "What a beautiful clit sweet Darra," as I licked along the side. The hood slowly receding as my licking stimulated her. "Oh god yes Jessie, lick me, please." I pushed my long digit into her vagina as she moaned. "Two fingers girl, deeper," She was moving her hips in a subtle circular motion as my tongue wrapped about her clit and my fingers slid in and out of her wet pussy. I looked up to her face to watch her; eyes closed and her hands caressing her own breasts. I paused my licking sensing her peak was near. "Are you so wet because of my sex or my loving tongue?" "What? Get your tongue back to work Jessie! Yes, it's the idea that you're so feminine that I missed that you've got a, I mean, yes, that's so good, ahhh," She grabbed my hair and held my head tight to her pussy. My third finger retracted but my long one had found her spot. "Oh Jessie, yes there." My tongue sucked on her clit as I slowly rubbed my finger on her inner wall. "Ohh fuck, ohh fuck, Jessie, Oh ahhhh." She climaxed as I varied the pressure on her clit while holding her pussy. She released my hair. "Oh stop, no stay there, oh, oh sweet Jessie!" We had room service bring a dinner as we sat and drank the Bordeaux. Sitting naked beside her she told me of a lover in Michigan. I asked about her visits to the City. "I'm an avowed lesbian but I want to see you again." She sipped her wine. "But I'm glad I kept you with me tonight. That first orgasm will be noted in my diary." "Most lesbians would have walked away at the bar but I was too strongly attracted to you and just a bit to horny to let a little penis get in my way." She reached to my sex. "And you keep it tightly concealed." She pushed the thong aside and my penis was exposed. It wasn't very big when I wasn't aroused. "It's a nice bit of cock Jessie," as she held me. "Can I see it hard?" I pulled her to a kissed. "Leave that alone Darra. You said you would help me understand girl sex. Playing with my toy will only get us into trouble." She smiled and her hand let go of my penis. I re-tucked and settled the thong. She was sitting cross-legged on the bed. "There may be others, I mean some women may be interested in you. Your honesty was an important part of my decision to sleep with you. You just need to meet some other lesbians Jessie." She leaned close and kissed me. Our naked breasts were rubbing. "That feels nice," she shifted her hips and her body started to rub mine. With my sex tucked and covered by my thong she began to push and rotate her hips, slightly banging her pubis against mine. "You can enjoy this right?" "Yes" I closed my eyes to relish this new sensation. I could feel my body, not stiffening but aroused by the contact. She was sliding her body aggressively now and she lifted my right leg to nearly straight up. "Oh Jessie, this is going to get me off." "I can, I'm not hard but this feels wonderful Darra." She was bumping our sex. I saw her caressing her nipples and brought my hands to my breasts. "Your nipples are sensitive?" she asked. "Oh god yes!" She was grinding me and now she reached to caress my breasts. "Play with me too Jessie, my nipples." But I wanted to have Darra's pussy. I shifted her about on the bed and pressed my tongue into her slit. "Oh, but, Jessie, oh yes. Right, right there, yes." She came again and I moved to kiss her. "Your pussy is all over me." I kissed her. "And my thong is a mess. I squirted." Later she wanted to get me to fully orgasm but I didn't want to ruin this girl-girl night. "Maybe on your next visit Darra." Before I returned to my apartment we sat in the Lounge of the hotel for a few minutes. "I meant what I said Jessie. You stunned me at the bar and now you've loved my body beautifully. I've met a few transgender girls, you know at parties mostly. The Mid-west, their not as free to be public and most have a tell; tall, over dressed, an adams apple. You know right?" She had shown me how to climax by simply scissoring another woman. She had said earlier. "You will only be a girl for me Jessie. Others may want your toy in their pussy but I met a girl." Now she held me and said, "I fucked you girl." She touched my breasts through the blouse; I was braless. "You know your implants are quite amazing. I've felt my share of fake tits. Yours are soft." She touched my nipples lightly. She walked me to the cabstand. "How long a ride?" I turned and kissed her. "Less than six minutes," and I hugged her and squeezed her bottom. "Until next time Darra." As the car moved north I considered the evening and Darra's suggestion. I needed to explore more. She had taken a chance and we'd had some great sex. She would be back in the City in a few weeks. Each evening over the next few days I planned to visit a different bar or club but I chicken out at the first two nights. On Thursday night I went to the Village to try a widely known gay hangout. I arrived just past seven dressed in my ratty gap jeans and a simple white top with three quarter sleeves. I'd worn a pair of three-inch natural wedges and had on only my bracelet and pinky ring. Getting dress was tough; I'd pulled my hair into a ponytail after twenty minutes of misery and removed my makeup twice. I ended up smearing the eye shadow to mute the look and used a soft pink lip balm since I wasn't planning on being kissed. I was a bit early but sat at the bar with a glass of red wine hoping to not cause a stir. The place didn't fill up though. After a pleasant hour during which I spoke with two guys, a lesbian couple and an evident male-to-female I paid and left. For the first fifteen minutes I had felt uncomfortable but I settled down and just watched quietly the action and various groups. At the terrace one of the waitresses offered, "Please comeback soon. Usually after nine is better." Turning toward her voice I said, "Sure, good night." She smiled but I quickly stepped passed. I was happy I'd ventured out and though I couldn't be certain I don't think I was read. I would comeback, maybe tomorrow after work. The later hour might be interesting and more crowded. Of the fifty-two women working at the Foundation I had a few girlfriends but only one that cared to spend time with me. I'm not positive but I'm pretty sure everyone knew I was transgender. The married women were just too busy with family issues but they were all nice to me. They saw their goal of eight hours and out as a rule; little to no lunchtime outings. There was one guy who was attracted to me but I wasn't into him. Linda called and asked if we could head to Bryant Park for lunch. "We'll get something at the deli and just sit in the sun for thirty minutes." I told her of my evening with Darra but I didn't share that she was a woman I'd met at work. "I'm not surprised that she couldn't tell Jessie. You don't show any sign of your male past. I'd say getting on to hormones at seventeen sure help though. Look, you don't even seemed to have a bump on your neck." "You mean an Adams apple?" I chuckled. She giggled. "Yeah one of those." "How was the sex? I mean I've never been with a woman, so was it different?" I told her about the woman's orgasm. "So you didn't climax with her?" "TMI Linda, but not really. It wasn't one-sided though. She was specific before we got to her room. Girl sex was new to me so I'm glad she was into me you know?" On the walk back to our building a guy swore at me when I'd tripped on a concrete edge and almost fell into him, "Dumb bitch. Watch where you're walking!" That incident fueled the conversation the remaining two blocks. Linda said, "That's a good statement of your gender read Jessie. There are few people who would guess." "I know but last week a teenager said something when I was at Bloomie's. I was wearing Levis and boots. She said I was 'underdressed' for a girl." Linda giggled. "Tough review but I think she was just jealous. Your butt in jeans is so sexy." I punched her arm. "You're looking at my bottom? I was going for the andro look that day. I won't try that again." Friday night I decided to visit that same bar in the Village but I chose a leather pant and pumps. I didn't change my office makeup look but just touched it up. It was nearer to nine when I arrived. As soon as I walked up to the bar a guy and girl started up a conversation. I didn't think they were a couple. My voice sometimes broke from the feminine timbre and it did at that moment. I was nervous but maybe the noise of the other patrons had drowned out the error. The woman was slightly younger and good looking. She was carrying a few extra beer pounds. "I haven't seen you here before, Jessie right?" So she had heard me but just didn't comment. "Yeah I've only been here once. It's busier tonight. What did you say your name was?" She hadn't actually so Tom her friend said, "It's Jane and she does that all the time. Bad with names so she tends not to ask for them." He was tall. I'm only five-seven but in my pumps I was almost five-ten. He looked to be six foot. Jane was cute, with a dimple on her chin. She was just shorter than me due to the flats she wore. We spoke of the crowd and local stuff when Tom slipped away. Jane saw a bar stool open and she gently directed me. "The next one will be mine Jess." Now we could speak without the distraction of the crowd. "I love the mix this place attracts. Tom and his pal, they say their not a couple but. Well they tend to leave together." She looked at me. "Do you have a girl? Oh or a guy maybe?" Jane looked a bit uncomfortable. "I can be so rude. I was almost married once. I'd used him as cover." I didn't know how to answer that. "I'm rambling a bit Jess," she said. I smiled and raised my hand to get the barkeep. "No problem Jane. We're finding out about each other. No to the girl or guy thing; unattached but looking for love." "We'll have another round please. Thanks." Jane said and watched her leave. "Marie, she's a sweetie but in love." I turned slightly to avoid an obvious look. "She looks likes she nineteen! Surprisingly fem huh?" Jane giggled. "A few of them here tonight." Clearly she hadn't read me for I was usually dressed femme. She turned to the bar entrance hearing her name called. "Oh there's Sam and Charlie," she waved at the two women. Whispering though they were yards away. "They're a new couple and both are old friends from the University." There were hugs and kissed as the two came to the bar. Marie brought our drinks and Sam ordered for Charlie. I studied them subtly as they caught up with my new friend. Charlie was clearly beautiful and tall. Her long hair was up in a knot and she wore a dress but in flats. Sam or Samantha was in khakis and a vest. Her makeup looked rough, as if she was trying for a new look. Charlie smiled at me as her lover continued to speak with Jane. "So Jessie, Jane is introducing you to the other barflies?" I laughed softly. "I'm new to this crowd and having someone say hello was good. We just met thirty minutes ago." "Okay, then you've got passed all the posturing and questions already. I hate visiting a new queer pub. Sam and I met here, almost three months ago. We're not a true couple though. Maybe, but we'll see." She seemed a little frustrated. I said to her. "I'm new to the idea, I mean I normally don't get out much and this place may change that. I'm enjoying meeting others." She was standing quite close as the bar was now packed. "So you're working in law?" I shared my non-profit job and she told me that she was studying for the Bar exam the following month. The stool next to me opened and she sat though Sam was at the other end. "I wouldn't wish that on anyone." I frowned with the memory. "Yeah, well my dad said if I pass he'll cover the tuition so the mercenary in me says get through it. Your type of legal work might make me happy. Sure I'll work with a firm for a few years. I've got three offers now." She clearly had done well in school. "Then keep that in mind. You'll do fine Charlie. Oh, is that short for Charlotte?" "Yup, maybe my mom wanted a son huh?" "I like the name, both actually." She paused and looked at me. "I need a cigarette, bad habit and Sam hates it. Want to take some air?" So we slipped away as Jane and Sam smiled but Sam said, "I hate that habit Charlotte!" Once on the street she leaned against the rail and she ask me. "So do you find Jane attractive?" I paced slowly as she lit her rolled cigarette and passed it to me. I didn't smoke. "No thanks and no. She's nice and cute but. " She interrupted. "But this is laced, a blend of tobacco and pot. It gives me a subtle high." I giggled, "Sure then," and took the joint. Ten minutes later she asked a very different question. "My cousin is a transwoman and we're very close. You pass extremely well Jessie. Don't fear me spreading that about." I winced. "Ah Charlie, ah. " "So I guess you are?" Her manner was so confident and I was a little high now. "Yes and wow, I haven't been read, especially by a woman in years." "Again, I won't even tell Sam." She started back toward the bar entrance. "Juli and I grew up together and we'd play a game when we met each others friends from school. I was better at guessing than her. She goofed up on most of my gay girlfriends. I tend to like femmes now though." "When did you know, I meant to ask, guess about me?" She stopped and came close. "Not at first Jessie and not until you took the cigarette. Just the way you inhaled seemed off. I like that you're comfortable around all these characters; these sexual lesbians. Girls are more than a little tough." She took my hand and lifting it kissed my fingers. "As I said Sam is not my girlfriend quite yet. I need space and more experience and she can be a bit too butch at times." I looked into the bar to see if her kiss had been noticed. Sam and Jane were off to the right but at the far end of the bar. "Let's join them. I need a drink." Charlie lead and I felt fine. Pushing through the crowd the girls turned. They'd kept an empty stool. "Charlie sit here." Sam said and she looked at my eyes. "She got you to smoke too? Now we're going to party girls!" Sam had been drinking a specialty draft beer but now held a bottle. Jane sent an expression at us to say Sam was a little lit but she called Marie. "Let's get the drinks okay?" Thankfully I'd eaten before arriving for we were still talking near midnight. Jane finally called it a night. "We need to get our girl home. To the door and a taxi Sam." I followed with Charlie and she asked. "Can I have your number Jessie?" I texted her. We were at the curb as a cab pulled up. Jane opened the door and slid in first, then pulled Sam in. "Thanks for a great evening Jane and Charlie," I said as she moved to get in. "I enjoyed this," Charlie said, "I speak with you soon." And her head just missed the door edge. Jane reached over her and gave me her card. "We all had a blast Jess." Sam was asleep on her shoulder. As I walked back to my apartment I thought of how Charlie handled my news. Her cousin's sexuality may have been why she was comfortable asking me such a question. Maybe Darra was somewhat correct. Charlie was attracted to me and she was clearly a lesbian. My phone was on silent while I'd been out. As I rode the elevator I turned on the volume and saw a text. 'can you find time for a walk tomorrow?' It was from Charlie. I sent the reply. Charlie suggested that we meet at the Apple glass box at the corner of the Central Park. I'd worn my cross trainers and the weather was sort of blah so I was in lulu's and a warm top. I saw her in a similar outfit and was relieved. We walked into the Park at Grand Army Plaza. "When did Grand Army Plaza replace Scholar's Gate?" she asked. I looked at the stonewall and behind a food cart we found the craving for the Scholars Gate. I was a little anxious and used this quest to relax our afternoon. We walked the East Drive up to the Mall and found a bench. Charlie was easy to talk with. She wasn't hung up on meeting last night and the night ending drunken girlfriend. "I guess you're wondering why I've asked to spend sometime Jessie." I was just happy to have another woman who won't feel I was unacceptable. "Not at all. I needed some exercise and a friend. If Sam is bother by me I'll understand." "She doesn't know we're out. I want to get to know you without all the other lesbian traffic and issues. The bar can unnerve me and I'm sort of over Sam. She's not the girl for me. I'm not making a pass though. I wanted to be a friend. My cousin told me when I saw her over the Holidays that is the most difficult part of her life, finding true friends." So we spent a few hours walking the Park without an agenda. Peace. A few weeks later Charlie and I made dinner at her place and she had been to my apartment. She and Sam had found differences and ended their relationship. Having a friend outside of my work, a female friend was new to me. I saw myself as accepted by people everywhere we went. The City became easier for me because of Charlie yet I wasn't her lover. Her Bar exam had went well and her and several classmates met at a pub on the East-side. It was close to the Foundation and she invited me along. The place wasn't overcrowded but busy and the five women had settled at the corner near the street windows. The two guys who came along were slowly slipping into the European soccer match being broadcast. "Oh cool, SV has made it." Charlie stood and waved to her friend. She sat back down and quietly said to me, "She's the one I spoken about Jessie, Sherry." I could see her moving toward our group. Several guys tried to distract her as she stepped closer. I saw that she was a few years older than Charlie and the others. She wore her blondish hair off her shoulders. When she was closer I saw the color was brunette. Charlie had explained to me last night. "Sherry was married but it failed and she entered law school with the divorce settlement. She's an aggressive lesbian, or so she maintains. I think she could be for you Jessie." She didn't look like a butch though. The woman was well-dressed compare to the other three girls. Her dress was actually a sexy lbd and she wore heels. Charlie poked me. "See what I mean. That's not a typical lesbian. She's killing those guys in that dress." We shifted around and the guys came back to say hello. Chris hugged Sherry. "You look great!" She pushed him off after the comment. "I told you Chris, I'm into girls." Chris said, "She uses that to stop the flirting." There was a roar and Chris looked back to the game. "Damn, that will cost me a few bucks." He returned to the bar. Sherry sat across from me. After settling and sharing their updates she spoke with me. "Charlie's spoken very highly of your work Jessie. When did you pass the bar?" I explained that it was seven years ago. "Seems so long ago. Now I've dated myself." She smiled. "Nonsense, I'm thirty-one and they remind me all the time." "Well actually we just tell you to stop treating us like girl scouts." They all laughed. Sherry explained that she had heard from her best prospect this afternoon. "So I'm starting in two weeks!" I decided to buy a round to celebrate. Of the six graduates only three others including Charlie had secured jobs. "The economy is coming around and soon you'll all be employed!" Later the group had left and Charlie, Chris and I were still finishing our drinks. Charlie saw Sherry coming back. "I've left my phone somewhere." Chris pulled a napkin away and we saw the device. "I can lose anything." Sherry picked it up. "We're all leaving anyway SV," Chris said. "Better to have not gotten on the train and realize it." Once outside she decided to walk with Charlie and I south. We said goodbye to Chris. "No, no kiss this time." Sherry avoided him. "Tease." Chris turned and headed east. Charlie was a step ahead. "We were just saying we need something to eat. We're going to a Chinese take-out near Jessie's. Can you come along?" Sherry smiled. "Yes, actually that was why I'd left early. I do need some food. Is it far?" A few minutes later we arrived at my apartment with the food. I wasn't a neat nick but the place looked comfortable and Sherry commented. "It's great to see that hard work can bring success Jessie." The view included a small part of the East River and Roosevelt Island. I put on some light jazz and Charlie pulled the plates and set the table. "I've got a good bottle of red," I said. Charlie agreed as Sherry looked at my photo artwork. "Did you make all of these images?" I poured the three glasses. "Yeah. It's a hobby." Most were of details of the City but two were nudes. "These are especially provocative," Sherry said pointing to them. I looked sheepish and Charlie smiled and told her, "They're actually selfies. Jessie uses a tripod and timer to get the shot." Both were of my body at close range but with a soft focus. Charlie was near Sherry. "She says getting the right angle of the breasts and shoulder of this one require fifteen shots." "Well there is a lot of post work in each," I offered. "The food and wine are ready. Enough of embarrassing me." The evening became night and the sky was clear. I suggested that we take the wine up to the roof deck. "The view from the forty-first floor is much better." Stepping out on the deck I walked quickly to the edge and the railing. The wind was light and my hair was loose and lightly blew about. Charlie and Sherry stayed back but I couldn't hear them due to the wind. "She and you aren't lovers?" Charlie looked at her. "Do you think I would have allowed you this close to her if we were?" "She is strangely attractive. Beautiful and confident, yet soft and natural." I turned back to them. "The rail is safe. Come and see the boats in the river." Charlie walked the short twenty feet and Sherry came along. Charlie put her wine glass on the flat wide rail. "The glow of Brooklyn fades into the distance." "But you can see the south edge of Long Island. Maybe forty miles?" I said. Sherry was closer to me and I turned to look at her and smiled. "I'm glad I decided to come with Charlie this evening Sherry." She looked into my eyes. "So am I." She was blushing. I almost kissed her. But I remembered Charlie's advice; 'let them come to you'. Early the next afternoon I spoke with Charlie. "Jessie, Sherry wanted your number. Can I text her it?" Near two-thirty Saturday afternoon my phone buzzed. I didn't recognize the number but would here after. "Yes?" Sherry met me on the street in front of my building. She had gambled and jumped on the seven train. "I live in Queens Plaza with a roommate." "Why didn't you mention that last night? We were probably looking at your building." She came close. "Because I was nervous. Now I know Charlie and you aren't dating. I felt something when we met yesterday Jessie. I think it sounds crazy. But I'll let my heart show me what to do." She was blushing as I stepped closer. "I want to kiss you Jessie," I was now quite close and took her fingers into my hand. "Then what are you waiting for?" Her lips were soft and the kiss lingered. "Now I've got to have more, but I need to share something personal," I said. Sherry hugged me. "I think I know Jessie. Having a beautiful woman in my arms is the first step. Understanding how she became so is why we need to walk and share." She kissed me again to make it clear. Her tongue explored my soft mouth. Later that evening I was back home. I had walked Sherry to the subway after dinner. She hadn't understood from Charlie correctly. She'd assumed that I'd had reassignment surgery. The look on her face when I'd told her about my penis was precious. "Somehow, at least to me, that seems better. Vaginas are great but since I've divorced I find I miss penetrative sex." Sherry gripped my hand tighter as she said this. I did a bit of a jig as we walked hand in hand. "What's that for?" she asked. I smiled and stopped to kiss her now. "Having a girlfriend, another girlfriend is great. Oh, and I think you actually like me." We had walked for miles around the City. In the Park we stopped and had a drink at the Loeb Boathouse. Afterward we headed south to Columbus Circle and then to Times Square. We'd arrived after the theater rush and got a small booth at a great Italian spot on Forty-Fourth Street. "Let's get a bottle of a Piedmont wine okay?" Sherry seemed to know about the district. "The Barolo please?" As we enjoyed the wine Sherry walked me through her recent job interview process. Earlier she'd told me of the events leading to her entering Law School. "The partners I met with were both women. There are sixteen full partners and four are women. The work will be tough over the next few years but rewarding." As she continued I studied her eyes and how her lips and mouth moved. She spoke at a moderate pace about the new work but she was nervous. When she looked at me after five minutes she saw my look and stopped. She reached for my hand. "This is a date you know Jessie but I wouldn't want to go too fast." She was taking charge now. "I suggest that you and I find a moment to see how this might work." "You mean being with a transwoman or what?" I wasn't hurt but I wanted to be certain Sherry treated me as a woman. I knew she understood I could be a bit submissive already I had come too far to be misunderstood. I could feel small tears forming in my eyes. "I'm sorry Jessie. I didn't mean it like that. No no no. I just don't want a sex romp Jessie. I need much more of you." She leaned closer across the booth table and grasped both of my hands. Her eyes were fixed on mine and I relaxed. As I dried my eyes I said, "Okay then, let's finish our meal." Sherry and I had met for drinks at the Village bar on the following Wednesday with Charlie and her new lover. It was tempting to ask her to stay with me that night but she had a follow-up at her new firm early the next morning. We spoke each evening we couldn't be together. A week later on the phone she asked. "My wardrobe is in need of some attention Jessie. The firm hasn't suggested the specifics but I thought you could be of help. Can we shop together on Saturday?" I didn't hesitate. "But we're having dinner tomorrow. Aren't you worried that I'm interfering with your other friends Sherry?" I was hoping that she would ask me to spend Friday night with her. She had invited me to have dinner with her in Queens. "Jessie, can you bring an overnight bag with you?" I played soft with my response. "Well, it's only been a few weeks. Are you sure you want to sleep with me Sherry?" I wanted her and hoped she would find my body special. She was quick to say. "Of course honey. I think we both want this and I'm excited Jessie." I was quiet then said, "Will you let me be a woman with you?" That surprised her. "Most certainly. What else could I want from my lover?" I explained about my night with Darra. "I enjoyed having only girl on girl sex with her. She didn't want penetration." Sherry interrupted me. "But I will want you Jessie. That's part of you and I want to enjoy all of you." I was quiet and listened. "Just because I've push away men doesn't mean I won't need you to enter me. Jessie you are a woman first. I want my woman to sleep with me tomorrow, well actually all weekend. We'll explore our needs and fears together okay?" "So you'll promise not to run away after your see me naked? See my body? I'm anxious about have another woman reject me Sherry." She was strong when she spoke next. "I can't imagine who hurt you. You're a beautiful woman Jessie. We'll share dinner and then we'll head to my home. My roommate is out of town this weekend so we won't be bothered by anyone. Please let me love you Jessie." The place was new and run by a chef who'd been at Luger for three years. She wanted the menu to be more comfortable for women. It wasn't only about the aged beef. The salad was great and steak portions perfect rather than large. "I'd like to try this Bordeaux. Jessie will that be okay?" We sat side by side and the atmosphere allowed that two women could dine without an issue. "Since you've asked me to dinner you must decide Sherry. I'm pretty certain you're better at selecting the wine than me." Sherry was wearing a simple slip dress with thin straps across her bare shoulders. Her heels were cute floral patterned slips with a boxy heel. Her soft brunette hair was pulled back into a gentle bun. About her neck was a simple gold chain with a small diamond. I was holding her left hand. "The brown color is cool. I've never done that nail tone but it looks great." My fingers were covered in a simple pearl white but the length was short compared to Sherry's. They matched my soft white shift dress with a crochet yoke. I'd worn pantyhose since I'd change at the Foundation. "So tomorrow we shop, starting in the Village at Darling. Then we'll make our way to Bloomie's?" She had considered the variables. "Sounds like a good plan. Remember that attorneys may not handle anything to flouncy though." She smiled. "Yeah, the partners were both in power suits but they had style. Susan could actually have come off of the set of a 'The Good Wife'. I smiled at this. "Don't be surprised but I want to take you to the Brooks store. Their women's store is pretty good." After dinner we walked the short two blocks to her building. I held my bag and my purse as she kissed me just outside the doors. Her tongue was soft and yet in control. "I love how you taste Jessie. Let's get inside though." As she exited the elevator she paused again and kissed me. "I really want this Jessie. I want you to be with me." She turned and opened the door. It was a simple place with two small bedrooms and a closet scaled bath. It was clean and tidy. Her female roommate was from the southwest and had hung several prints of desert scenes. "Tanya is out of town. She studies at Fordham. Just to be clear, we are not lovers Jessie. She is a lesbian but is pretty butch and a big girl. She may weight one eighty?" She showed me a picture of a small group. "Can you guess?" "The one on the left?" "Yep, Tanya likes Carhartt jackets." I turned toward her and she dropped the picture. Her hands came to my hip as she moved close and our foreheads touched. Her breathe was with mine as we kissed lightly. I enjoyed her subtle control of this special moment as Sherry's hand played about my bottom cheeks. I felt her fingers of the other hand find the zip and the soft sound announced that our evening was about to get special. She slipped the dress from my shoulders as well as my chemise and the garments fell to the floor. Her kiss became more urgent as my arms held her and our breasts were touching through the fabric of our bras. "May I look at you Jessie?" as she released the back hooks and the band eased the pressure about my chest. I step back a bit as I pulled the straps off of my shoulders. "This is me Sherry." My breasts were the result of surgery three years past. The little mounds that my hormones caused to grow just weren't sufficient. I'd spent most of my bonus on the Sientra breast augmentation and now Sherry's fingers on my breasts made the memory worth it. She giggled. "Their quite something Jessie." She moved the spaghetti straps off of her shoulders and the loose dress fell exposing her body. She was naked and I stepped to kiss her small breasts. "Uhumm that's nice Jess, my nipples are quite sensitive to pressure, ohh yes." She pushed me back slightly. "I want to see the rest Jessie." I moved back a step looking into her eyes as my fingers reached the band of my pantyhose. I kept my eyes on hers as the hose' pushed passed my knees. I held the wall as I slipped off my heel and pulled the stocking free, one foot at a time. She was looking at my taut pink thong as I stood tall without the shoes. She was still in her heels and as she came to me I felt short, though I was only an inch or so shorter than her. Her hand now came back to my butt cleft as she pulled me into a hug. She paused the kiss as she said, "I can't believe now flat you are here," her fingers had dropped to the skimpy panty. She lingered on the front fabric of my thong. "Can I feel you?" My eyes let her know and her fingers moved beneath the material and between my legs. She held my soft penis while she looked into my soul. I closed my eyes. "Don't worry Jessie I want all of you honey," it was too much. Though I was soft I ejaculated and her fingers were still about me. "Oh damn Sherry. I'm," She moved quickly to kiss me. "Shoosh," and she wiped the small amount of my juice on a tissue. I pulled back a bit. "You really want this? Can you forgive me? I'm so sorry." But her mouth stopped that whine. My hand now dropped to the center of her body as our lips and tongues played. I lightly ran the long digit beside her soft neat tuff of hair and slipped to gently touch her mons. The ridge led to her soft hood and my finger back away slightly. I moved from her mouth to her neck as she brought her right hand atop mine at her pubis. She moved her finger aside mine and together we stimulated the ridge without pushing lower to her clit. Sherry let me gently rub her there as my mouth now found her left breast and the nipple responded to my kisses. I suckle and moistened her other breast with my fingers as my tongue played to arouse the beautiful taut tip of the nipple. I sucked to cause a subtle vacuum atop the nipple as my finger continued to rub up along her clit ridge. I noticed as I dipped my hand lower her moistening pussy and my finger came to my mouth. "Ummm, you taste sweet dear." I kissed her mouth and her hand came to my neck to pull me tighter as her tongue pushed within me. As she relaxed I again moved to her breasts, the right and licked along the underside and up the slope to her stiff nipple. "Ohh Jessie, yes please," she moaned as my finger slipped along her now slick vulva though I resisted pushing my fingers into her body. As my tongue lapped about her areola she softly signed. "Yes, there sweetie, my whole nipple needs your tongue." She slipped her hand back to my lower hand and directed my long digit to her clit hood. "That's my girl, feel me get stiff for you. Now." She pushed my other fingers to the lower opening and then. "Yes slip inside me, just a little. Oh god yes." Sherry reached around and our hips contacted. Though I considered myself an able pussy lover her hand was teaching me how subtle the special center of her body needed to be treated. This while I suckled her chest. I looked to her eyes as her nipple remained on my tongue. "Love me Jess. Ohh oh damn, my that feels wonderful." I shifted to her mouth and she whipped my tongue as her arms hugged me close and our breasts rubbed against one another. Sherry breathed deeply and she moved away a few inches. "My breasts are very sensitive tonight. Your nipples," She moved slightly back to me. "Touching mine," We kissed, tongues rolling as our breasts touched again. "iI so sexy." Without further warning I felt her hand pat my thong. "Our bodies need the bed Jess." She took my hand and led me to her room, closing the door as I sat down on the edge. I looked at her naked beauty as she rubbed her pussy. "You want some of this sweetie?" I reached for her hand as she stepped closer, pulling her into my arms. Her kiss was soft now, less urgent. She stood and I slipped to my knees as she pulled my face to her mons. Her wet pussy lips had come in contact with my tongue for the first time and I gently licked along the labia as my hands held her bottom. Gently I moved my tongue to the root of her clit and paused. She hips were shaking and caused my tongue to dance about her slit. My nose rested atop her mons as she seemed to enjoy the stimulation of my tongue and her hips moving and she breathed in through tightly pursed lips. "Now your tongue." She pressed my face tightly to her pussy. "Yes Jess, eat me, now lick, push that lovely tongue into my cunt!!" I held close to my new lover. I didn't want this to end, ever. I realized that my clit was stiff yet it was still tucked and back. Our lovemaking might be near her orgasm but it seemed crazy that my arousal was also near peak; without physical stimulation or contact. My tongue lapped Sherry's juice as her hips began to buck though my face remained in full contact. She was coming and her words were spilling. "Fuck me with your tongue girl, fuc, fuc, Jessie!" I had reached up to her breasts but she took my hand and pushed my fingers into her mouth. Now the position was making my little rod push out of the thong. Focused as best I could on the sweet caressing of her over-stimulated pink Sherry's lower lips were now quite damp with arousal and this lubricated my kisses as she screamed and climaxed releasing into my mouth! Sherry seemed to go limp but I kept my lips planted on her pussy. I felt her hands in my hair and looked up to her smiling face. "Girl your face is covered with me," she softly said as she drew me up to kiss. Her fingers dropped to my damp thong still wrapped about my now tiny clit. "You came too?" I kissed her again. "Yes Sherry I must have released. I'm gooey." Sherry moved lower and licked my body. "This is what I need Jess. All of you dear girl." Her warm tongue moved around my clit as she pulled the tight garment off. She moved to suck on my breasts while she rested atop me. I watched her licking one nipple while her fingers rolled the other. I closed my eyes and rested. My nap was a dream for I felt Sherry rolled me to my hip and lift my right leg. She had shifted on the bed changing her position to bring her head between my butt cheeks and I felt her kissing my tight rim. Her moist tongue ran up and down and then rimmed the wrinkled taut skin of my anus. She kept her lips pressed between my legs as I lay quietly until Sherry's tongue pushed inside my relaxed bumhole. I was now panting as she had her free fingers sinking into my bottom. She held me in a grip, her body atop and around my leg. I could see her her pussy and reached to touch her. "No, my turn to love you Jessie," as she spreading my legs farther apart. She moved to her knees and pulled my upward so my ass was sticking up off the bed. Sherry made her tongue stiff and pushed into me. Her tongue was moving in and out of the bottom she controlled. I felt her tongue moving back and forth as her other fingers now held my semi- stiff clit. Her tongue lapped about the ridges of my bumhole. "This is your pussy Jessie and I will love you and it sweetie." I was in a wonderful place, Sherry's bed, with her great tongue playing with my body. "It's mine to pleasure you special girl." Gasping for a breath I exploded, the orgasm centered deep inside my groin not at the tip of my clit. Her fingers were inside my bottom. I couldn't tell how or what. I was unable to think as I passed this point. "Fuck, Sherry fuck me with your tongue, your fingers, your body Sherry! Please make me yours." She continued to press her fingers into my slippery anus. A moment later she brought her fingers to my lips. I licked them softly. She had loved me. It was on another world level. I sat up and wrapped my arms about my knees. Sherry moved to stand a few feet away with my moisture covering her face. She was beautiful and she was smiling at me. Her lover. How good is this I thought? "You like me eating your pussy Jessie?" she said. I watched as Sherry moved close and I was looking at her smooth body. The hair tuff above her pubis, barely there. This could become a great new world for me. Yes, I thought but was quiet as I looked into her eyes. "Yes but can I have more of you Sherry?" End of Part One