I didn’t recognize the look on Mandy’s face as she touched me. I should have been feeling something, maybe screaming at her. What the hell was she doing in my shower, why had she dropped her bathing suit? What the hell was I feeling?
Mandy helped me up, it was weird standing there naked with her, but I felt partially numb, maybe from that incredible orgasm. I tried not to look at her, but I could barely meet her eyes. She took me by the hand and led me out of the shower.
Mandy looked down at Rebecca, seeing her in ways she never really had before. Rebecca wasn’t like anyone she had ever known. She knelt briefly and touched her face very gently. Rebecca looked at her as if she was seeing her for the first time. She took her hand and brought her out of the shower enclosure. To Mandy, Rebecca looked magnificent, so strong, the water flowing off her skin, her hair thrown back, and the look on her face wasn’t blank, but Mandy felt she was calm for some reason and possibly exhausted, that was one hell of an orgasm Mandy had witnessed.
Mandy took up a towel and dried me off, she did it slowly and carefully. After drying herself, she then sat me down in front of the bathroom mirror and started brushing my hair. It was the strangest feeling, having someone do such a personal service for me. I sat there and let her brush and dry my hair. Once she was done, she lifted me up again and led me to my bed. She pulled the sheet down and guided me under the covers. As soon as I laid down, I realized how tired I felt. Then one more strange thing in a day full of strange things occurred. Mandy slipped into the bed next to me and simply held me as I fell asleep.
In the hall Heather stood, listening. She had hoped there wouldn’t be an explosion, but in some ways, the lack of noise was more disconcerting. She knew Mandy was in there with her Mom, but they obviously weren’t fighting or making noisy love. “Mandy is a noisy one,” she thought to herself before quietly heading back downstairs.
“I’m not sure what’s happening, but I guess it’s not a bad thing.” She grinned to herself, “I remember in high school, a girl’s dad actually married someone the same age as the girl. Luckily, they got along, but I remember one thing she said, ‘No way am I calling her Mom!’ ”
Rebecca woke up suddenly, it was the craziest thing in an afternoon of ‘cra-cra’ things. She wasn’t alone in her bed. Mandy was curled up with her and it felt like the most natural thing in the world. Her right arm was under Mandy and her hand on Mandy’s bare back. She marveled at how well the two of them seemed to fit together when the enormity of all that happened struck her. Mandy masturbating on her thig in the living room, watching Mandy touch herself by the pool, that unbelievable orgasm in the shower, and finally Mandy being there — in the shower and then putting her to bed like a child, only you don’t join a child in bed. Rebecca looked at Mandy’s blonde hair where her head rested on Rebecca’s shoulder and found herself at a loss for words. She thought Mandy was asleep as well.
Mandy felt Rebecca stir and decided the best thing was to just keep still. “She still might freak-the-fuck-out like that one girl did at band camp. I was lucky she thought I was just snuggling in my sleep. It was almost funny laying next to her with her being as stiff as a board after she woke up. I could feel the tension in her body before she finally pushed me away from her with a scream.”
She didn’t feel the same tension in Rebecca. In fact, her body was as calm and relaxed as she looked getting out of the shower. After a few minutes, Mandy couldn’t take it any longer, patience was never her strong suit. She moved her head lower and took Rebecca’s nipple in her mouth. She felt Rebecca tense up at that point.
I felt Mandy shift, but wasn’t expected this, she licked my nipple and then started sucking on it. I opened my mouth to say something, but then Mandy let go of my breast and leaned up and kissed me. I can honestly say I have never been kissed like that before.
Oh, I’d been kissed, of course. My ex seemed to think he was a good kisser, but for him good meant sloppy. But his kisses were for him. This kiss wasn’t for Mandy, but for me. It’s hard to describe unless you have felt like you were the center of someone’s universe before. I never felt that way until right at that moment. Mandy’s lips touched mine, her tongue slid into my mouth and I could taste her. But it felt like I was the only other person in the world to her. I felt strangely secure at that moment, a moment when the rest of me was screaming to do something, to react, to jump from the bed screaming, or something equally dramatic. But I couldn’t do anything like that. I felt my arms go around her as she shifted on top of me. She kept that amazing kiss going for what felt like hours.
When Mandy felt Rebecca stiffen, she knew she was about to say something, even protest. As soon as she felt her inhale, she kissed her. Mandy didn’t mean for that kiss to be that much of a kiss. She thought to distract Rebecca from saying anything, but neither of them wanted the kiss to end quickly. Mandy wasn’t used to that feeling, of not being the instigator or being in perfect control. She wasn’t sure what was happening, all she was sure about was kissing Rebecca was different from any other girl or woman she ever kissed.
Mandy gently pushed me on my back as she kissed me, she slipped on top of me without breaking that kiss. She then slid one of her legs between mine and pressed tightly against me. As the kiss went on, I felt her rubbing against me. I opened one leg wider and that made her press in tighter. The sense was indescribable as my body flared even higher than in the shower. I know a made some sort of noise into the kiss and for a second I remembered a promise I made to myself when things started turning sour with my ex. I was never, ever going to give him any indication I was enjoying sex with him.
He wasn’t as abusive as some of the ex’s she’d heard about, but he took his own pleasure and ignored mine, so I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of a moan even those few times he managed to do something right. Mandy was doing everything right. She felt like a dream on top of me, her thigh and pussy were rubbing up against me with a perfect rhythm that seemed to just lead me along to a wonderful place. Her hand was stroking my breast in such a sensual way. I wasn’t used to such attention by another person, the sensations were overwhelming. That’s when I heard her groan into our kiss. I don’t know when I realized it wasn’t her kissing me, but that I was as much a part of that kiss as she was.
Normally Mandy would be thrilled to hear a lover make such sexy noises, and she was. But there was something so much more having Rebecca making those erotic sounds. Every sound vibrated through her body. When she felt her hands on her body, touching, stroking, and even gripping her tightly during a particularly intense moment, Mandy felt the difference but was having trouble herself with any words. That kiss finally broke, both women gasping for air, at the same time there was a gush of liquid from between them as their breathing went faster and they came together. Rebecca’s back pushed up away from the mattress while Mandy’s head was thrown back causing her hair to arch through the air. The sounds were coming from both of them, both sexy and guttural in a way that would surprise them if they were paying attention. Rebecca’s arms flew wide, the pillow on the empty side of her bed went flying, as did the lamp on her other side. Neither of them noticed the crash of porcelain as the body of the lamp shattered.
Rebecca felt like she was flying, she was Icarus flying too close to the sun, but she wasn’t afraid of her wings melting, somehow she knew Mandy would never let that happen. She flew higher and higher, knowing Mandy was right there with her sharing this incredible experience. She also felt like there was a live wire charging her whole body. Nothing in her life prepared her for this, overwhelming for sure, but also some hither-to-unknown peak of perfection and amazement. She felt herself land gently as Mandy also relaxed against her. Without a thought, she pulled Mandy’s face to her and kissed her sweetly.
Before either could say a word, the door crashed open and Heather was standing there, a wooden spoon in her hand was dinner prep. She looked at her Mom and her best friend in bed and then she glanced at the broken lamp on the floor. Then Mandy saw something she never expected to see, Heather blushed a dark red. “I’m sorry, I heard a crash. I’ll go…” She quickly retreated and shut the door. Rebecca looked mortified for a moment until she looked up at Mandy just as Mandy said, “It’s alright, Becca, Heather will understand. I love you!”
Rebecca looked up at Mandy, at Mandy’s beautiful face, and touched that face gently. “I hope so, Mandy because I love you too!”
