No longer stroking Rikki's back, Yamile's hand held her in a tight embrace too. "It's been so long," she thought. She knew she wasn't ready to sleep with a man yet. Despite knowing Claudio would want her to move on at some point, it felt like too much of a betrayal. "I not even sure I'm ready for this," she thought. At least this was with someone she cared for; who needed comfort as much as she did herself.
Both of them were quiet as they kissed. The evening was a powerful reminder of how sound carried. This was between them, and neither wanted to share it with anyone else. As the kiss deepened, they pressed against each other. Their arms encircled the other woman, holding them in a tight embrace. They remained lying on their sides. Changing positions would be an escalation and both of them were unsure about making that move. What they were doing now was enough.
The passion in the kisses slowly grew. Their tongues became more aggressive as they danced together and their mouths opened wider. As her tongue thrust deep, Rikki squeezed Yamile tighter. Their bodies molded together and she softly moaned into her mouth. The soft feeling of another woman was quite different from how Samuel felt. It was a long time since she embraced anyone other than him, but even in her memories, there seemed to be no comparison.
"It's not just how she feels; it's how she is content to just let this play out. She doesn't have an end goal," Rikki thought to herself. "A man would be thinking about how long until he can fuck me." Since she didn't know where she wanted this to go, she relished the absence of pressure.
Although the passion built, it eventually began to cool. They remained excited but neither was ready to take the next step. The kisses slowed and became more loving. Rikki gently grasped Yamile's lips and gave them tugs. When she let go, Yamile copied her. Even when the kissing stopped, they continued to nuzzle each other.
Rikki smiled at Yamile. "That was a nice kind of surprise," she whispered.
"Now you can't say anyone else is your first. That belongs to me," Yamile replied. "And yes, I liked that too." When Rikki stroked her cheek, she pressed it against her soft touch. "Mmmm," she breathed.
"How are you doing?" Rikki asked her. Now that they stopped, her nervousness was rising again. Despite Yamile saying she liked it, she couldn't help worrying about how it might affect their friendship. "She's important to me," she thought. The idea of losing that care and support was frightening. At the same time, something else added to her anxiety. Did Yamile want more? She wasn't sure she was ready herself for that.
"I'm doing good," Yamile replied. "Feeling loved right now, actually." She hugged Rikki a little tighter. Suddenly she felt a big yawn overtaking her and struggled to suppress it. She managed to smother the first one, but when it happened again, she couldn't help yawning inches from her face. "Oh sweetie, I'm sorry," she said, feeling embarrassed. The feeling didn't last.
Rikki found the yawn contagious, although she managed to move a little further away before she gave into it. She smiled in the dark. "We're both tired. We should go to sleep," she said. Although Yamile nodded, she felt like she wanted something else. "What is it?" she asked.
"It feels good to be close to you. I've missed that more than I realized. Would you hold me as we go to sleep?" Yamile asked.
"Of course, I'd love to," Rikki replied. "Here, how about we spoon?"
"Mmmm, yes! I'd love that," Yamile said as she rolled over to face away from her. As she wiggled backwards, Rikki scooted forward so that their bodies came together. Her arms cradled her friend, pulling her tight.
In the back of her mind, Rikki suggested this because it would be easier to prevent the kissing starting up again. In practice, it was a little more problematic. First, she had to decide where to put her hands. After a couple of aborted attempts, she found a spot midway between Yamile's breasts and hips. She wanted to avoid them as they both offered too much temptation and she wasn't sure she could stop if they began to lead to something else. Despite her uncertainty, she knew there was a part of her that wanted to continue. While she kept that under control, she did give a little goodnight kiss on the back of Yamile's neck. The light caress of her lips brought a gasp from Yamile, which in turn tempted her even more.
Secretly at that moment both wanted to take the next step, but neither had the nerve. Rikki hesitated and Yamile held her breath and waited, but the moment slipped away as sleep once again intervened. Without realizing it, Yamile's eyes closed in a wave of sleepiness and her next sigh was as she lost consciousness. Her slow breath was the solution to Rikki's temptation. The rhythmic noises quickly lulled her into a deep sleep of her own.
Like the previous night, they both slept extremely soundly and when the morning came, Rikki still had Yamile in the comforting circle of her arms. They weren't looking quite as innocent as the previous day when Liz once again walked by on her way to the outhouse. Just as she did yesterday, she looked in and this time saw them snuggled together, as if they were already lovers. Reinforcing the impression was how at some point, Rikki moved her hand in her sleep. It was now cupping one of Yamile's full breasts. The pain Liz felt staggered her. The woman she longed for all these years, the one she thought was without the slightest interest, was holding another woman in a way that made their intimacy obvious. She started to fall, only catching herself at the last minute by managing to brace against Rikki's vehicle.
Leaning against it, her eyesight blurred as tears of pain filled them. "I can't let anyone see me like this," she thought. Wiping at her eyes, she stumbled past the outhouse until she found a rock some distance.
"She doesn't want me," she moaned as she sat down. "Oh fuck, why doesn't she want me?" Rocking back and forth, she stayed there for a long while trying to come to grips with the feeling of rejection that descended on her. It was only when she heard everyone getting up and breaking camp that she finally came back.
"Hey, what happened to you?" Indigo asked as Liz wandered back from the direction of the outhouses.
"Nothing. I just felt like taking a walk. I hiked up to the top of that hill," Liz said, attempting to act nonchalant.
Taking a closer look, Indigo noticed her red and puffy eyes. "Liz honey, were you crying?" she asked and moved in closer to hold her.
Part of Liz was touched by the genuine concern she heard in Indigo's voice and saw in her face. More than at any other moment, she recognized the depth of her feelings for Indigo, and in the wake of Rikki's betrayal, it did a little to help her feel better. At the same time, it was a reminder of that rejection. The two reactions warred with each other for a moment, but as was often the case, the lesser side won.
"No. No, don't be ridiculous. I went through a bunch of flowers and I got some sort of allergic reaction. My eyes started to water. The snot is only now clearing up," she said as she pulled away from her. She coughed to clear her throat and then spit. "Sorry," she said when she heard Indigo make a disgusted noise. "I must look like shit."
"It's fine. I've got some antihistamine if you want one. That might help," Indigo offered. She didn't remember Liz ever mentioning allergies but realized that their relationship was predicated upon limiting how much they shared.
"No, don't worry about it. I don't want to get drowsy on the river," she replied. "Sorry I took so long. I'll finish breaking everything down."
"Don't be silly. I don't mind. We'll do it together," Indigo said. Looking around, she saw that no one was paying attention to them. Liz often didn't like public displays of affection between them during the day, but something about how she looked tugged a little more than usual at her heart. She leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss. Although Liz resisted for a second, it didn't last any longer. She needed the comfort it brought to her savaged ego. There was even a ghost of a smile on her lips when Indigo pulled away.
"Okay, let's get this done so we can go rafting," Indigo said. She turned and started to grab gear and take it to Liz's SUV. With a soft sigh, Liz began to do the same thing.
The four other women were busy as well in getting ready to leave. All of them were abnormally quiet. Lines had been crossed the night before, some by a little and others by a lot, and none of them knew exactly how they felt yet.
Rikki's and Yamile's thoughts were remarkably similar, and a good deal of them were trying to figure out what the other one was thinking. Neither one of them were sure what they wanted now. "Was it the start of something? Do I want it to be? Does she?" each of them wondered. More than anything, they both kept asking themselves "Can we go back to the way our friendship was?" To that, the two women couldn't begin to guess the answer...
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Both of them were quiet as they kissed. The evening was a powerful reminder of how sound carried. This was between them, and neither wanted to share it with anyone else. As the kiss deepened, they pressed against each other. Their arms encircled the other woman, holding them in a tight embrace. They remained lying on their sides. Changing positions would be an escalation and both of them were unsure about making that move. What they were doing now was enough.
The passion in the kisses slowly grew. Their tongues became more aggressive as they danced together and their mouths opened wider. As her tongue thrust deep, Rikki squeezed Yamile tighter. Their bodies molded together and she softly moaned into her mouth. The soft feeling of another woman was quite different from how Samuel felt. It was a long time since she embraced anyone other than him, but even in her memories, there seemed to be no comparison.
"It's not just how she feels; it's how she is content to just let this play out. She doesn't have an end goal," Rikki thought to herself. "A man would be thinking about how long until he can fuck me." Since she didn't know where she wanted this to go, she relished the absence of pressure.
Although the passion built, it eventually began to cool. They remained excited but neither was ready to take the next step. The kisses slowed and became more loving. Rikki gently grasped Yamile's lips and gave them tugs. When she let go, Yamile copied her. Even when the kissing stopped, they continued to nuzzle each other.
Rikki smiled at Yamile. "That was a nice kind of surprise," she whispered.
"Now you can't say anyone else is your first. That belongs to me," Yamile replied. "And yes, I liked that too." When Rikki stroked her cheek, she pressed it against her soft touch. "Mmmm," she breathed.
"How are you doing?" Rikki asked her. Now that they stopped, her nervousness was rising again. Despite Yamile saying she liked it, she couldn't help worrying about how it might affect their friendship. "She's important to me," she thought. The idea of losing that care and support was frightening. At the same time, something else added to her anxiety. Did Yamile want more? She wasn't sure she was ready herself for that.
"I'm doing good," Yamile replied. "Feeling loved right now, actually." She hugged Rikki a little tighter. Suddenly she felt a big yawn overtaking her and struggled to suppress it. She managed to smother the first one, but when it happened again, she couldn't help yawning inches from her face. "Oh sweetie, I'm sorry," she said, feeling embarrassed. The feeling didn't last.
Rikki found the yawn contagious, although she managed to move a little further away before she gave into it. She smiled in the dark. "We're both tired. We should go to sleep," she said. Although Yamile nodded, she felt like she wanted something else. "What is it?" she asked.
"It feels good to be close to you. I've missed that more than I realized. Would you hold me as we go to sleep?" Yamile asked.
"Of course, I'd love to," Rikki replied. "Here, how about we spoon?"
"Mmmm, yes! I'd love that," Yamile said as she rolled over to face away from her. As she wiggled backwards, Rikki scooted forward so that their bodies came together. Her arms cradled her friend, pulling her tight.
In the back of her mind, Rikki suggested this because it would be easier to prevent the kissing starting up again. In practice, it was a little more problematic. First, she had to decide where to put her hands. After a couple of aborted attempts, she found a spot midway between Yamile's breasts and hips. She wanted to avoid them as they both offered too much temptation and she wasn't sure she could stop if they began to lead to something else. Despite her uncertainty, she knew there was a part of her that wanted to continue. While she kept that under control, she did give a little goodnight kiss on the back of Yamile's neck. The light caress of her lips brought a gasp from Yamile, which in turn tempted her even more.
Secretly at that moment both wanted to take the next step, but neither had the nerve. Rikki hesitated and Yamile held her breath and waited, but the moment slipped away as sleep once again intervened. Without realizing it, Yamile's eyes closed in a wave of sleepiness and her next sigh was as she lost consciousness. Her slow breath was the solution to Rikki's temptation. The rhythmic noises quickly lulled her into a deep sleep of her own.
Like the previous night, they both slept extremely soundly and when the morning came, Rikki still had Yamile in the comforting circle of her arms. They weren't looking quite as innocent as the previous day when Liz once again walked by on her way to the outhouse. Just as she did yesterday, she looked in and this time saw them snuggled together, as if they were already lovers. Reinforcing the impression was how at some point, Rikki moved her hand in her sleep. It was now cupping one of Yamile's full breasts. The pain Liz felt staggered her. The woman she longed for all these years, the one she thought was without the slightest interest, was holding another woman in a way that made their intimacy obvious. She started to fall, only catching herself at the last minute by managing to brace against Rikki's vehicle.
Leaning against it, her eyesight blurred as tears of pain filled them. "I can't let anyone see me like this," she thought. Wiping at her eyes, she stumbled past the outhouse until she found a rock some distance.
"She doesn't want me," she moaned as she sat down. "Oh fuck, why doesn't she want me?" Rocking back and forth, she stayed there for a long while trying to come to grips with the feeling of rejection that descended on her. It was only when she heard everyone getting up and breaking camp that she finally came back.
"Hey, what happened to you?" Indigo asked as Liz wandered back from the direction of the outhouses.
"Nothing. I just felt like taking a walk. I hiked up to the top of that hill," Liz said, attempting to act nonchalant.
Taking a closer look, Indigo noticed her red and puffy eyes. "Liz honey, were you crying?" she asked and moved in closer to hold her.
Part of Liz was touched by the genuine concern she heard in Indigo's voice and saw in her face. More than at any other moment, she recognized the depth of her feelings for Indigo, and in the wake of Rikki's betrayal, it did a little to help her feel better. At the same time, it was a reminder of that rejection. The two reactions warred with each other for a moment, but as was often the case, the lesser side won.
"No. No, don't be ridiculous. I went through a bunch of flowers and I got some sort of allergic reaction. My eyes started to water. The snot is only now clearing up," she said as she pulled away from her. She coughed to clear her throat and then spit. "Sorry," she said when she heard Indigo make a disgusted noise. "I must look like shit."
"It's fine. I've got some antihistamine if you want one. That might help," Indigo offered. She didn't remember Liz ever mentioning allergies but realized that their relationship was predicated upon limiting how much they shared.
"No, don't worry about it. I don't want to get drowsy on the river," she replied. "Sorry I took so long. I'll finish breaking everything down."
"Don't be silly. I don't mind. We'll do it together," Indigo said. Looking around, she saw that no one was paying attention to them. Liz often didn't like public displays of affection between them during the day, but something about how she looked tugged a little more than usual at her heart. She leaned forward and gave her a soft kiss. Although Liz resisted for a second, it didn't last any longer. She needed the comfort it brought to her savaged ego. There was even a ghost of a smile on her lips when Indigo pulled away.
"Okay, let's get this done so we can go rafting," Indigo said. She turned and started to grab gear and take it to Liz's SUV. With a soft sigh, Liz began to do the same thing.
The four other women were busy as well in getting ready to leave. All of them were abnormally quiet. Lines had been crossed the night before, some by a little and others by a lot, and none of them knew exactly how they felt yet.
Rikki's and Yamile's thoughts were remarkably similar, and a good deal of them were trying to figure out what the other one was thinking. Neither one of them were sure what they wanted now. "Was it the start of something? Do I want it to be? Does she?" each of them wondered. More than anything, they both kept asking themselves "Can we go back to the way our friendship was?" To that, the two women couldn't begin to guess the answer...
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