~ Second Chances ~
by Alex Tryst
Copyright © October 200




Disclaimers: These characters are of my own creation. This story does include sexual situations involving consenting adult women (and lots of them). If you are offended by this type of material or it is illegal where you live, it’s best to turn back now. If you’d like to drop me a line concerning the story, you can e-mail me at alextryst@hotmail.com. Please know that I am a sensitive soul and harsh criticism will immediately be deleted. However constructive comments are welcome.

Dedication: To my wife, you are my fondest wish.

Now on with the show.......

Part 2

The next several months passed in a hurry. Bren had graduated from high school and been accepted to a local university on full scholarship. Alex was extremely proud of Bren’s accomplishment, and bought her a new car for her graduation gift. As the summer wore on, Bren began to prepare for college. She was hesitant about leaving Alex’s home to live in the dorms, but Alex assured her that she would always have a home with her, and if she didn’t like dorm life, she could always come back.

During the fall they didn’t see each other much due to Alex’s schedule, but they would make time to talk over the phone several times a week. Bren was adjusting well to her new situation at school, and even though Alex was happy for her, she missed the young woman’s company around the house.

As the holidays came around, Alex knew Bren would probably be missing her mother, so she invited the younger woman to spend Thanksgiving with her and invited her to her firm’s holiday party. That evening Alex waited in her den as Bren dressed for the formal affair. As soon as she heard Bren making her way down the stairs, Alex came into the hallway. Bren was wearing a long black dress. Her hair was curled framing her face in ringlets.

Alex gasped. “Wow. You look beautiful, Bren. I’ve never seen you looking so elegant. I’m damn lucky to have you for a date tonight. You certainly don’t look eighteen in that dress.”

Bren smiled as her cheeks reddened with the compliments. “Thank you, Alex. You’re wearing a tuxedo.”

“Yeah. It’s kind of an annual joke at the expense of the older partners. When I first became a partner, I was the only woman, so I wore a tux to tease the boys. They all got a good laugh out of it, even though they realized I was making a gender statement. They made another woman a partner within three months. Now it’s just kind of expected.”

“It looks very nice on you. You look really...dare I say sexy. The women at your office must love you.” she mentioned fiddling with Alex’s bowtie.

“Well, there is one woman at work that has taken particular interest in me, much to my concern. I don’t think interoffice dating is a good idea, and especially if it’s a subordinate.”

“You’re her boss?”

Alex nodded. “Her name is Kelly. You’ll meet her tonight. She’s my assistant actually. She’s a good looking woman, but I just don’t think it’s a good idea. Not to sound arrogant or anything, but she’s been sizing me up since the day we met.”

“Do you think she’s in love with you?”

“I don’t know. Maybe you can tell me when you meet her. I guarantee she’ll want to monopolize my dancing time tonight. Megan never liked her for that reason. Come on now. Let me escort you to the car.” Alex extended her arm for Bren to take.

Bren was an instant hit at the party, winning everyone’s favor in a few short minutes. Knowing that she was safe, Alex began to make her own social rounds, making it a point to talk to as many people as possible. As predicted though, Kelly kept dropping hints at Alex for a dance until Alex relented. As they moved across the floor around other people, Kelly smiled up at her boss.

“So, you seem to be having a good time tonight. I thought you might be a little down being that this is the first holiday season without Megan.”

Alex shrugged. “Well, I admit that it gets to me a little bit, but on the whole I’m doing much better. I realized that she wasn’t the one, and that makes it easier.”

“I’m glad you realized that. She seemed to have a way of bringing you down. Are you seeing someone? I haven’t heard you mention anyone but Bren in the last few months. I thought you were dating her, but after meeting her I now know differently.”

“What do you mean? Why wouldn’t I be dating Bren? She’s an extraordinary woman.”

“Oh, please, Alex. You don’t fool me. She’s almost half your age. I know you better than that. You need a woman who is attentive to you, a woman that caters to your needs.” she softly stated.

Alex knew Kelly was speaking of herself. She looked around to see if Bren was anywhere close by and saw her dancing with another partner a few feet away. Maneuvering over toward them, Alex replied, “You’re right, Kelly. I do need those things, and that’s why Bren and I are dating.” Then she quickly tapped the man dancing with Bren on the shoulder and asked to cut in. When she took Bren into her arms, she leaned in closely saying, “I told Kelly you were my girlfriend. She was really starting to piss me off. I hope that doesn’t make you uncomfortable.”

Bren smiled. “Oh, I can think of worse things than being mistaken for your girlfriend. After all everyone here thinks that anyway. You don’t know how many times I’ve been asked how long we’ve been together. I figured it would be in your best interest not to correct them.”

“Thank you. I owe you for this.”

York while you were there on business in March. I just gave the bare necessities, saying we met at a restaurant, got to know each other, etc. I was very discreet and conservative. They don’t really need to know what happened.”

“No, they certainly don’t. Besides it doesn’t even matter now. I’ve got the best looking significant other in the whole place, and Kelly is off my back for now.”

Bren raised a brow as she looked around the room and spotted Kelly watching them. “She’s studying us right now. Think we ought to give her a show?” Alex shrugged, so Bren leaned up and caught Alex’s slightly open mouth in a kiss.

Alex moaned softly as she felt Bren’s tongue pass between her lips into her mouth. When they broke apart, Alex whispered, “Where did you learn to kiss like that?”

“Chloe taught me.”

Alex laughed lightly. “You mean she gave you kissing lessons?”

“Yeah. I told you I had no real experience. She taught me how to kiss men and women for the job.”

“Well, she certainly was a good teacher. You nearly had me convinced.” Alex glanced over toward Kelly, who was looking disappointed. “Kelly bought it. I guess that’s what matters. Short of someone finding us making out in the corner, I think we’ve done all the damage we can do. We should just leave now while we’re still on top. It’ll make it look like we’re really into each other.”

“Uh huh. It’ll look like we left to have sex, but I guess I can stroke your ego this once.” she teased.

“Thanks.” Alex smiled as she escorted Bren toward the coat check. Alex made a show of helping Bren with her coat and received a kiss for her effort. With one last quick gaze over the room, they both noted that Kelly had bought their story, and they both laughed about it all the way back to Alex’s house.

Over the course of Bren’s college career, Bren and Alex stayed in almost constant contact, and Bren even stayed with her during the school breaks. However as the spring semester of Bren’s senior year began, the younger woman seemed too busy for Alex. Even though Alex was busy enough with work, her thoughts still drifted to Bren almost on a daily basis. During the past four years, Alex watched as Bren developed into an amazingly beautiful and intelligent woman, and as time passed Alex found her image of the girl shift from the innocent child to the charming young woman. Alex knew in her heart that her feelings for Bren were growing stronger each day, so she was partly glad that they had little contact. Alex still felt as if she was under the oath she had given Bren years previous about not expecting a relationship to develop between them, but it was painfully obvious that Alex desperately wanted just that.

One evening Alex was sitting at work looking out her window deep in thought when Kelly knocked on the door. “Hey there. You look upset.” she mentioned.

Alex looked over at the woman, her former assistant and now junior partner of the firm. “I was just thinking about Bren. I’m just missing her I guess.”

Kelly gave a sympathetic smile. “Must be difficult dating such a younger woman. She’s at that age where change is constant.”

Alex nodded. “Actually, Bren and I aren’t dating, Kelly. We never were, but you’re right, she’s constantly changing. She’s a new person every time I see her.”

“You mean that time at the holiday party years ago when you two were kissing was fake?” Alex nodded. “It didn’t look fake to me, Alex.”

“Well, it was.”

“You did that because of me, didn’t you?” Alex gave a noncommittal shrug. Kelly chuckled. “Well, I guess I deserved it. I did unashamedly try to put my hooks into you at every opportunity back then. Is it too late to apologize?”

“There’s no need for that. You were still young and ambitious. Your zeal for promotion outweighed your senses at times, but I can’t really blame you. There was a time I wanted it that badly myself. It was just that all my bosses were men, so that kind of ruled out sleeping my way to the top. Nevertheless you got what you deserved in the end.” Alex said with a smile.

“I guess I did. All I ever wanted was a partnership with the firm. You’re in love with Bren, aren’t you?” she asked touching Alex on the shoulder compassionately.

“Am I that transparent?”

“Why don’t you tell her?”

“I can’t.”

“Why not? You’re not scared, are you? Alex, you’re a powerful attorney who speaks her mind and doesn’t take crap from anyone. How can a petite little blonde throw you for a loop?”

Alex shrugged. “I don’t know, Kelly. When I met Bren, she was a little seventeen year old living on the streets of New York. She had nothing, and I took her in. I promised her that I wanted nothing in return. I took care of her financially and protected her. She doesn’t know it, but I’ve been paying for her schooling this whole time. I paid the school in full every year and had them tell her it was a scholarship, because I didn’t want her to know. I feel protective of her. Yet at the same time I find myself wanting her in ways that I haven’t wanted any woman since Megan. What am I to do? I feel like if I approach her I feel like I’m taking advantage of her. For things to work, she’ll have to come to me, and I’m not sure she’d interested in women, much less me, that way.”

Kelly nodded. “I guess I can see how you’d feel that way. You’re a good woman, Alex Schreiber. Don’t let anyone tell you differently. Well, unless I can convince you to have dinner with me, so I don’t have to have dinner with my cat again, I’m going to go. You interested?”

Alex laughed. “Yeah. I’m interested. I could use some company tonight.”

“Then let’s go. I’ll even let you pick the place.”

“Well, there’s this great Irish pub close by that has live music. Megan introduced it to me ages ago. We can leave your car here, and I’ll drop you off.”

“Sounds good except I took the subway in today, so if you could just give me a ride home afterwards then it’s a date.”

“Great. Let’s go.”

Alex and Kelly spent a few hours at the pub listening to music, drinking, and eating dinner. The conversation was easy between them as they talked about current cases and other non-work related topics. Bren wasn’t mentioned the whole night by either of them. Alex then drove Kelly back home. As they came to a stop in the driveway of the little bungalow, Kelly turned to her asking, “You want to come in? We can watch a movie or talk.”

“I don’t want to intrude on your private time.”

“You aren’t. If you go, I’ll just end up reading myself to sleep, and that’s not much fun for a Thursday night.”

“Okay if you’re sure.” Alex answered turning her engine off. She followed Kelly to the side door and watched as Kelly unlocked it. Kelly showed Alex a seat in the den and then went to get them some drinks. Alex just sat staring at Kelly’s movie collection on the bookcase, taking in all the lesbian films the woman had. When Kelly came back, she was carrying beers for both of them. “You have quite the collection.” Alex mentioned.

“You want to watch one?”

“Sure. There are a few I haven’t seen.” Alex went over to the movies and picked out one that interested her. Turning to Kelly she asked, “This one any good?”

“Pretty good. It’s about two women who meet in Germany during World War II. It’s subtitled. Maybe you want to pick something else. It’s kind of graphic.”

“Explicit sex doesn’t bother me.”

“That’s not it. I mean the war crimes are pretty violent. I wouldn’t want you to be upset by it. One of the two women is Jewish.”

“Oh. Well, maybe you’re right. Let’s pick another. I’m not really up for that. I’ve heard enough first hand accounts of the Holocaust from my grandfather. That’s part of the reason I got involved in the law. What about this one?”

“That’s one of my favorites. Let’s watch that.”

Alex put in the movie and then took a seat next to Kelly on the small sofa. Silence prevailed as the movie began. Alex quickly realized that she had picked a film with many steamy love scenes. It had been years since she had felt the touch of another woman, Megan being the last. With her feelings toward Bren and her long dry spell, Alex could feel her body start to hum with sexual tension as the movie played. She felt Kelly shift her legs, curling one underneath her body, accidently brushing into Alex’s trousered thigh. Alex flinched at the contact at first but then realized the simple act of rubbing against Kelly’s leg was stimulating her. Alex didn’t think about the repercussions of making a move on her co-worker with the way the light grazing was setting the skin of her thigh on fire. Subtly Alex moved her hand to Kelly’s leg, letting just one finger touch Kelly’s thigh. Kelly seemed unaware of the touch, so Alex scooted her hand over a little more. Kelly’s eyes still stayed on the screen, but her hand covered Alex’s. Alex froze until Kelly maneuvered her hand between her thighs under her skirt. Alex’s heart began to race as she lightly caressed Kelly’s bare inner thighs, mere inches from her destination. Alex could feel the heat radiating from Kelly’s body as the younger woman shifter her hips up slightly as her legs opened further. Still they didn’t dare look at each other. Alex boldly inched her fingers up until she could feel Kelly’s arousal. Kelly moaned softly. Alex teased her for a few moments before not being able to keep up the charade. She turned her body toward Kelly’s and cupped the woman’s cheek, pulling it around, so they could look at each other. Kelly’s eyes were hopeful yet questioning. Her breathing was heavy, but she said nothing as Alex stared at her.

In a husky voice Alex whispered, “Do you want me to keep going?”

“Please.” Kelly whimpered desperately. Upon that consent Alex leaned in to kiss Kelly fervently at the same time finding her way inside her with her questing fingers. Several minutes passed before Kelly managed to pull back from Alex’s probing tongue. “Let’s go into the bedroom. This couch is too small.” she panted. Alex didn’t reply but simply picked the woman up and walked her back to where she thought the bedrooms would be.

The following morning Alex awoke to the sound of an alarm. Opening her eyes she noted that the room was still dark, and furthermore she wasn’t sure where she was until she heard a discontented groan as the woman next to her slapped irritably at the offending noise. Alex reached toward the bedside to find a lamp and switched it on. Kelly’s head immediately shot up from under the covers and scowled at Alex.

Realizing that she was in bed with Kelly, Alex panicked. “Kelly, I have to get going.” she said already looking around for her clothes. Hastily she dressed. “Are you going to walk me out?”

“Sure.” Kelly yawned before slipping out of bed. She was completely naked but didn’t seem to mind.

Alex followed her wordlessly to the door. When Kelly turned to her, she said, “Well, I’ll see you later at the office.”

Kelly nodded her eyes barely open. “Yeah. See you in a bit.” she mumbled kissing Alex absentmindedly on the lips.

Alex made a quick exit to her car and started off down the street as the implications of what had transpired ran through her mind. Mentally she chastised herself for being intimate with a peer, but as she relived the night in her mind, her body once again started to come alive to latent desires. What they had shared was hot and lustful. Kelly had been an active lover, eager to experiment with anything Alex wanted to do. Briefly Alex wondered if they were to be together again Kelly would be as responsive. Not knowing how to feel about the events, Alex decided to see what Kelly’s reaction would be when they met at work.

At ten that morning all the partners had a meeting. Alex was the last to arrive due to a client meeting, and when she walked into the boardroom, she noted that the only empty seat around the table was next to Kelly’s. Alex met the brunette’s eyes momentarily but saw that Kelly was wearing an expressionless face. Matching her Alex quickly sat and opened her notebook for notes. Alex was deep into the conversation amongst the partners when she felt a light touch to her knee. She spared a glance at Kelly who looked back innocently. Ignoring her Alex tried to focus on the topic at hand. However as the minutes passed, the hand began to massage her thigh under the large oak table. Trying not to respond, Alex began to fidget with her pen, twirling it between her fingers. She made a concerted effort not to look at Kelly, but the hand was pressing harder now. As a last tactic, Alex pushed back from the table, leaving her legs completely exposed to the people on either side of her. Crossing her legs she brought her legal pad to her lap to continue her note-taking. When the meeting was adjourned, Alex walked directly to her office and shut the door. She sighed heavily at Kelly’s behavior. It was obvious to her that Kelly wanted more of what they had experienced the previous night.

Alex successfully managed to avoid the younger woman the rest of the business day until after six. Usually everyone was gone by five on Fridays, so Alex figured she was probably alone in the office. Going to her stereo, she put in her favorite R&B cd, and soon the sounds of Marvin Gaye filled her spacious office. Then going to her mini-refrigerator she retrieved some ice. In the bottom drawer of her filing cabinet she kept a bottle of scotch for those long days. Pouring herself a healthy glassful, Alex took a seat in her oversized leather chair and closed her eyes. Several songs played as her thoughts wandered between her growing feelings for Bren and the sexual excitement brought on by Kelly.

A soft rapping at her door brought her out of her reverie. Opening her eyes she saw Kelly standing there. “Is this a private party, or can anyone be invited?” she asked from the open doorway.

“No, it’s not private necessarily. Come on in. Want a drink?”

Kelly shut the door half of the way behind her and walked to Alex’s side of the desk. She took a seat on top of the files littering the dark wood directly in front of Alex. Taking the glass from Alex’s hand she took a sip. She sighed in satisfaction after she swallowed. Kelly then proceeded to prop her feet on the either arm of the chair effectively pinning Alex into it. Idly she ran the glass along the exposed skin of her chest between the two open buttons of her blouse as she inquired, “Hard day?”

Alex shrugged as she watched the path of her beverage dip between the valley of Kelly’s inviting breasts. “I’ve had a lot on my mind.”

“Anything I can help you with?”

“Maybe.” Alex replied leaning forward and taking the drink away from her. Her fingers brushed Kelly’s cleavage in the process. She took a long drink before saying, “I hate to state the obvious here, Kelly, but we bent a company policy last night.”

“Maybe but we didn’t break it. The partners frown upon dating within the office. It has nothing to do with two partners having wild sex one night for the hell of it.”

Alex paused for a second before asking, “Was it just one night for the hell of it, Kelly?”

“What kind of question is that? What are you really asking me, Alex?” she inquired gently, her hands coming to rest behind her on the desk. Kelly stretched her back making her breasts arch higher into the air as her head dropped back slightly.

Alex took in the erotic pose, Kelly’s open legs on either side of her exposing her legs up to mid-thigh, voluptuous breasts straining against her silk blouse, the skin of her neck that held a faint mark of their previous passion. Alex took a long sip of her drink as she studied the woman before her. Neither spoke for a moment. “Well, um... after the meeting today I thought maybe you wanted things to be more than a one night stand.” Alex’s hand went to Kelly’s leg under her skirt where she rubbed the top of her thigh intently. “Did I misread you?”

Kelly looked down at Alex. “Am I misreading your intentions, Alex? After all your hand is under my skirt.”

Alex withdrew it and looked around her office for a moment before meeting Kelly’s gaze. “I’ll admit it, Kelly. I’ve been thinking about you all day. You’ve given me something I haven’t had in a long time. I’m feeling greedy for more, but I can’t commit to more. I’m in love with someone else. I don’t know where you stand, but I thought I should at least tell you that.”

“I never asked you for a commitment, Alex. I’ll be honest with you. It was never my intention last night to have sex with you. Like you I haven’t felt what we shared in a long time, and it’s all I’ve thought about today too. I can’t help but want more. I know you love Bren, and she owns your heart, but until you two get involved, your body is still free game. I’d like to be the one to exercise it once in awhile if you’d like the same from me.”

“Can you really have a sexual relationship without feelings, Kelly? I don’t want to lead you on.”

Kelly smiled but didn’t answer. Slowly she began to undo the buttons of her blouse. Next she flicked open the front clasp to her bra exposing her chest to Alex. Alex licked her lips in anticipation. Kelly reached for the glass again dipping her fingertips into it. Bringing her hand back to her chest, Kelly began to rub the golden brown liquid over breasts all the while smiling sexily at Alex. After finishing the process, she reached for the back of Alex’s head whispering, “Dinner’s served.”

Alex delightfully dove into the treat Kelly had presented. They kissed for a long time before Kelly slid off the desk into Alex’s lap, so they were face to face. Alex’s hand went up her skirt as Kelly began to unbutton Alex’ shirt. Soon they were involved in each other, driving each other toward ecstacy. Alex could feel Kelly on the brink as the younger woman rocked faster onto her long searching digits. Alex bit harder into Kelly’s shoulder as she whimpered spastically, Kelly’s hand working wonders inside Alex’s trousers. “Oh, God. Kelly.” Alex groaned, pushing the brunette’s body tighter against her.

Kelly was panting and moaning constantly with her head thrown back. “Don’t stop, Alex. Oh, God. Don’t stop. Harder. God. Fuck me harder.” she screamed. Both women climaxed, yelling loudly as shudders overcame them.

Just as they settled into a blissful embrace, there was a knock on the door, startling both of them. Quickly they looked at each others state of undress before turning to the open door to see the founding partner of the firm standing there. The elderly man’s face was white in shock, but he quickly adverted his eyes. Both women quickly made themselves appropriate before Alex inquired, “What can we do for you, Arthur? We thought everyone was already gone for the day.”

“Um... you’re causing quite the commotion with the cleaning staff. I was wondering why they were all hovered around your doorway. Hope you’re at least charging for your entertainment.” he joked still trying to recover from what he had seen. “I think maybe you two should call it a night.” he said before closing the office door without waiting for a response.

Kelly and Alex began to laugh uncontrollably once they were alone again. “Poor Ethel. She’s going to have a surprise when Arthur gets home tonight. We probably gave him the biggest kick start to his hormones that he’s had in ages.” Kelly joked.

Alex laughed heartily. “Come on. He’s right. We should get out of here. You want to come back to my place? We can order some takeout or something. We’ll lay out by the pool and enjoy the spring evening. What do you say?”

“Sounds good. Let me get my things from my office, and then I’ll follow you there in my car.”

Later that evening Alex and Kelly were lounging together in a chaise drinking wine and stargazing as they cuddled in the cooling night air. They were just talking when Alex thought she heard her garage door opening. She cast a quizzical glance at Kelly. “That sounds like my garage door, doesn’t it?” she asked. Kelly nodded. Deciding to investigate Alex went over to the gate leading from the pool area to her driveway. She saw Bren’s car pulling into the garage. Alex stepped out onto the driveway and waited for Bren to exit her car before calling her name.

When Bren heard her name, she turned to Alex. “Oh, Alex. Thank goodness you’re here.” she sniffled coming to her. She threw herself into Alex’s arms.

“Sweetie, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

“One of my professors... he hit on me.” she sobbed.

“What? What do you mean he hit on you?”

“He made a pass at me and then grabbed my ass.”

“Uninvited?” Alex questioned. Bren nodded through her tears. “Okay. Let’s take this one step at a time. First of all you come inside with me. We’ll sit down, and you’ll tell me exactly what happened.” Alex escorted Bren through the gate into the backyard. Kelly was still lying in the chaise drinking her wine when she met their gaze.

Bren looked at Kelly and then Alex. Pulling away from Alex, she said, “I didn’t realize you had company. Maybe I should come by later.”

Alex sensed sadness in Bren’s voice as she made her suggestion. Knowing that the girl needed a friend at the moment, Alex answered, “No. You are welcome here anytime, Bren. I want to hear about what happened. Why don’t you go on inside and freshen up a bit? I’ll be there in a minute. Okay?” Bren looked over at Kelly again before nodding in consent. Once Bren had closed the door, Alex walked over to Kelly again. “I’m sorry, Kelly. She’s really upset and needs someone to talk to.”

“It’s all right. I understand. Wherever she goes your heart follows.” Kelly stated in jealousy. “We were having a perfect evening here, and you were going to get laid again later. Is that worth giving up, so Bren can cry on your shoulder tonight and leave you longing tomorrow?”

“Kelly, I thought we had an understanding here. I mean if you can’t handle it then we shouldn’t see each other anymore outside of work.”

“I’m just annoyed is all. I didn’t think we’d have this kind of interruption. I don’t have a problem with your feelings for Bren. I just thought we’d have some alone time.”

“Well, if it’s any consolation, even if I didn’t have feelings for her, I’d still let her cry on my shoulder. I am her friend. My friends come before my sex life if need be.”

Kelly took a deep breath. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to snap. I was just really looking forward to another night with you. I’m so hot for you right now.” she whispered leaning into Alex.

Alex groaned. “The feeling is mutual, Kelly, but I have to deal with this right now. Maybe I can call you later after she leaves.” she suggested.

Kelly glanced toward the house. “She’s not leaving tonight, Alex. She’s going to want you to stay with her. How about you call me tomorrow afer she leaves?”

“All right. I’ll do that. Thanks for understanding. Let me walk you out.”

Alex walked Kelly through the house, so she could gather her purse and shoes. Then she followed the brunette out to her car. Kelly turned to Alex and smiled. “Sorry that the evening was cut short. While you’re alone in bed tonight, you can think about me screwing myself to sleep.” Alex moaned at the thought. “Good night, Alex. Have fun with your little friend.” Kelly whispered kissing Alex lightly on the mouth before getting into her car.

When Alex went back into the house, Bren said, “I didn’t know you were dating Kelly.”

“I’m not.”

“But I just saw you kissing.” Alex shrugged nonchalantly. Bren looked into her lap. “Well, I’m sorry I ruined your plans this evening.”

“You didn’t ruin anything, Bren. This is more important. Now why don’t you start from the beginning?” Alex suggested taking a seat next to Bren on the sofa and wrapping Bren in her arms.

“My friends and I were at this eighteen and over bar near school since I’m the only one not twenty-one. We were just hanging out, dancing, and stuff. We were sitting at the bar, and out of nowhere my European history professor appears. He’s obviously drunk, and he sits down next to me on the empty stool. He just started hitting on me, saying how pretty he always thought I was, how much he watched me in class. I tried to be nice but not let him think I was receptive. I even went so far as to say I was dating someone to try to get him to leave me alone, but he then said it was okay, because he was married. He mentioned that I could improve my grade in his class by sleeping with him. I just freaked out, Alex.”

“What did you say in response?”

“I said I was happy with my grade in his class already. I excused myself, and when I stood he grabbed my ass. I was appalled and shot him a nasty look, but then he said my grade could drop too, like it was some sort of threat. I just had to get out of there. I took off and came here. I don’t know what to do, Alex. I can’t fail his class. I won’t graduate on time. What should I do?”

“Well, you can report it to his superior. Who is the head of the department?”

“He is.”

“Oh. Well, how about the dean, the vice-president, or even the president? You can write a formal letter of complaint against him to those people, and you could even go to the board of trustees if you wanted.”

“I don’t know if I could do that, Alex.”

“I could help you. I’ll help you compose the letter if you want. If you really are too scared of him, though, I’ll talk to him.”

“Would you really?”

“Of course. However I think we should do this. Let’s write a formal letter to the dean, v.p., and president, and I will sign it, acting as your counsel on the matter. That way they know that you’re serious. We shouldn’t get your professor involved at this stage. Let his superiors handle him.”

“But I’m scared he’ll try something next time I’m in class.”

“Well, there is one other thing I can think of to do in addition. I can speak to him but not as your attorney. If he knows I’m your legal counsel, he could get suspicious of what we’re doing. You told him you were dating someone. I could pose as that person and have a little chat with him about his behavior. That would be the only way I could see getting involved without raising his suspicion, but obviously with me being a woman, you might become a target for derogatory remarks.”

“I don’t care about that, Alex. All I care about is my grade. There are only two months left of school, and I don’t want anything to screw this up. I’ve worked too hard not to finish on time.”

“I understand. If you want me to talk to him, I will but know that I’ll have to talk to him from that point of view.”

“That’s fine with me, Alex. I can think of worse things than you posing as my girlfriend.” she said with a smile.

“All right. Let me go into the office now and compose that letter quickly. You can give me the addresses later, but I want to do this now while it’s fresh in my mind.”

“Okay. Thank you, Alex. Can I fix you anything?”

“A cup of tea would be nice.” she responded already walking back to her office.

By the time Bren had come in with the tea, the letter was finished. They spent the rest of the evening watching movies, and then Bren went up to sleep in the guestroom.

On Monday morning Alex met Bren at her dorm to walk her to class just in case the professor had the nerve to approach her in route. When they arrived at the classroom, he was standing outside the door. Alex saw the smile he directed at Bren. Putting on her most intimidating face, Alex made a direct line for him as she launched into the dialogue that she and Bren had agreed upon. By the end of the two minutes diatribe the scrawny middle-aged man was literally shaking in fear as the six foot Alex towered over him yelling at the top of her lungs. Alex took a step back when she felt he had been properly chastised for his improper behavior. The man took one glance at Bren and then back at Alex before retreating into the safety of the classroom.

Bren embraced Alex in a tight hug as the crowd of students began to disperse. “Oh, thank you, Alex. That was amazing. He was really scared.”

“Well, he deserved it. With the way I embarrassed him and the reprimand I’m sure he’ll receive from his boss when those letters arrive, that man will never even look at a student improperly again.”

“Thank you. I hope you’re right.” Bren said.

Alex checked her watch. “Well, I really need to go now, and you have class. Call me if you have any further problems with this guy, but I don’t think you will.”

“Okay. Thanks again, Alex. You’re a life saver.” Bren said with one extra squeeze to Alex’s frame and a peck on the cheek. Alex just watched her walk away with a dreamy look in her eyes. She had enjoyed reaming that professor a little too much, because she got to pretend if only for a few minutes that Bren was hers. Alex touched her cheek lightly where the feeling of Bren’s lips lingered on her skin. Alex sighed deeply before turning to go. She had to be in court in an hour, so she forced thought of the young woman from her mind.

A couple of weeks later was Bren’s twenty-first birthday. Bren had invited Alex to go out with her and several of her friends to celebrate the event, and even though Alex didn’t really want to go bar hopping with college seniors all night, she felt that she should be there for Bren. Unfortunately Alex was running late that evening, so when she arrived at the restaurant, Bren had already gotten tipsy. Having taken off her suit jacket and left it in the car, Alex rolled up the sleeves on her dress shirt as she made her way over to the table of rowdy girls. “Good evening, ladies.” she greeted everyone. “Happy birthday, Bren.”

Bren’s eyes lit up like Alex was her long lost best friend. “Alex!” she exclaimed. “You’re here!” She stood up from her seat in the middle of the booth and began to crawl over to her friends to get to where Alex was standing. She fell into Alex’s arms as she tripped over someone in her rush.

“Hey there, beautiful. You seem to already be having a great time. Sorry I’m late. Court let out later than expected.”

“That’s okay. You’re here now. The flowers I got today were so beautiful. They were the best I’ve ever gotten.”

“Well, glad you liked them.”

“Oh, you have to meet everyone.” she said before turning to the group. “Everyone,” she announced at the top of her voice, “This is Alex. Alex, everyone.” She pushed on the shoulder of her friend at the end of the booth. “Scoot down everyone. I want to sit on the end with Alex.”

They both took a seat, and then Bren continued to talk with her friends about subjects with which Alex was unfamiliar. Nevertheless she tried to act interested as she ate a few appetizers and waited on her dinner to arrive. Under the table though, Bren’s hand was firmly attached to Alex’s thigh, giving Alex enough attention to feel welcome in the group. After dinner for which Alex paid, the group decided to head to a dance club. Bren made it clear that she wanted to ride with Alex, so she and two more of her friends hopped into Alex’s Mercedes as they followed the entourage to the bar. Once there Alex bought Bren her first drink and then sat on the stool sipping her own as Bren and her friends danced in a pack. Half an hour passed as Alex watched over the group, but then one of the girls approached the bar for another drink and took a seat next to Alex.

“So, you’re Alex. It’s finally good to put a face to the name. We weren’t quite sure you were real.”

“Oh? Why’s that?”

“Bren talks about you all the time, how great you are, how in love she is with you, but none of us had ever seen or talked to you. It was kind of a running joke behind her back that you were a figment of her imagination. I’m glad to know that you truly exist. You make Bren so happy. It’s amazing. It seems like whenever she’s the happiest it’s because she’s just been with or talked to you.”

“Oh, well, that’s wonderful to hear. I care about Bren very much, and I just want her to be happy.”

“Then you’re succeeding, because she is happy, and I think a lot of it has to do with you.”

“Listen. Bren and I have known each other a long time, and we were friends first. Do you remember when she finally started admitting that she was in love with me? I was just wondering if it coincided with when I began to feel that way toward her.”

“Oh, I don’t know for sure. As long as I remember I guess. I’ve known Bren since freshman year, and I remember her telling me about you then. Of course she didn’t tell me she had feelings for women until second semester. At the time she seemed confused but said she thought she had fallen in love with you. I guess over time those feelings just grew stronger. Why? When did you fall in love with Bren?” she asked curiously.

Alex shrugged wondering if she should really admit anything to Bren’s friend. “I’ve always held Bren close in my heart. I’ve always cared for her since the day I met her. I guess it’s been so gradual over the last four years.”

Before either of them could say anything else, Bren scampered over to the bar, and demanded another drink from the bartender. Looking at Alex and her friend, she inquired with slurred speech, “What are you talking about?”

Alex smiled at her as she took her hand. “Just talking. How are you? You having a good time?”

“Yeah but I’m super thirsty. I need a drink.” she said.

“Well, the bartender is getting you one. Hold your horses. Here take a sip of mine while you wait.” Alex said handing Bren the glass. When the bartender put Bren’s drink in front of her, Alex paid for it. Alex watched Bren guzzle the beverage before dropping the empty glass on the bar again. Alex had to set it upright after it had toppled over, spilling ice. The bartender scowled. “You’ll have to forgive her. It’s her twenty-first birthday.” Alex explained and then slipped him some extra money for the spill Bren had caused behind the bar.

Pulling on Alex’s arm, Bren demanded, “Come dance with me, Alex.”

Alex felt a little self-conscious surrounded by all the young women, but she quickly was lost in thoughts of Bren as the girl moved to the sensual beat. Alex let her emotions guide her as she moved in closer to Bren. Bren responded accordingly by stepping into to Alex, so their bodies lightly brushed as they danced. Bren reached out to Alex, wrapping one arm around Alex’s broad shoulder as their hips ground together. Alex could feel her heart start pounding wildly. Their eyes met with a burning intensity and held for several minutes before the laughing of Bren’s friends broke the moment. Bren broke away from Alex to investigate, leaving Alex wondering what was really happening. When Bren stepped back, Alex inquired, “You want to stop now?”

“Actually I have to go to the bathroom. Come with me?” she asked. Alex didn’t answer but let Bren lead her to the ladies’ room. When they got there, they found one of the stalls open.

Bren pulled Alex toward it, but Alex hesitated. “Why do you need me to go in there with you?”

“I need help.”

“Help? With what?”

“My jeans. They’re so tight to begin with that I had to lay down to get them on, and I don’t think I’ll be able to get them off alone.”

Realizing that she didn’t have a good excuse not to assist her, Alex begrudgingly went into the stall behind Bren and locked it. She decided to try to focus strictly on the task at hand and not think about the fact that her fingers were unzipping Bren’s jeans and pulling them off her slim hips. Once they were down to her knees, Alex adverted her attention to the graffiti in the stall. She was surprised when Bren grabbed onto her belt on either side of her waist for balance as she squatted. Alex could feel Bren’s thumbs hooking inside her dress pants. Suddenly Alex began wishing that she hadn’t come out that evening, being that she was now having difficultly keeping her emotions in check. Now that she knew Bren had feelings for her, Alex wanted so badly to touch the blonde, but she knew she should refrain. Soon enough Bren was finished and then Alex had to get her back into her pants.

Heading back out onto the dance floor, Bren continued to dance into Alex at every opportunity, slowly driving the older woman delirious with desire. At one point Bren had backed into her and was grinding her backside against Alex’s overheated crotch. Alex’s body began to overthrow her mind as she wrapped Bren in her arms, pushing back with equal fervor. As the night progressed, Bren kept drinking and targeting Alex as a dance partner. Their gaze was locked once again as they danced, and Alex could see for the first time in Bren’s eyes what she was feeling. As the music slowed, they sought each other out in a tender embrace and swayed to the love song. Alex wanted so much to lean down and kiss the woman in her arms, but she chose not to do so. However just as the song came to and end and another fast one began, Bren stood up on her tiptoes and pulled Alex’s head down for a long, deep kiss. Alex groaned as their tongues battled, and she held tighter to Bren as if she would disappear if she let go. When the need for air became paramount, they broke away slightly. Bren leaned to Alex’s ear, growling, “Take me home, Alex.”

Alex nodded quickly in agreement, understanding the look in Bren’s eyes. Within seconds they had said good bye to Bren’s friends and were on their way out to Alex’s car. However once Alex had put Bren in the car and started around for her own door, her mind began to clear as the realization of what she was doing dawned on her. She was about to try to take advantage of her charge. Alex mentally cursed at herself for even thinking along such lines and regained her strength before getting into the driver’s side.

“So, where to, birthday girl?” she asked.

“Your house.” Bren purred, leaning over and running her hand along Alex’s arm.

Alex tried not to react as she replied, “Okay. My place it is.” The ride was a test of strength as Bren’s hands roamed freely over Alex’s body. When they finally arrived, Alex was on fire. “All right. Here we are. Let me help you out of the car.”

Alex assisted Bren into the house before the younger woman nearly collapsed on the stairs. Figuring it would be easier, Alex simply picked Bren up in her arms and carried her the rest of the way into the guestroom. Putting her down on the bed, Alex began to step away but found herself trapped within Bren’s arms, their faces mere inches from each other. Bren forced her mouth up into Alex’s again, and Alex just didn’t have the emotional strength to resist. Sliding onto the bed, Alex rolled over on top of Bren as they deepened the kiss. When it broke Alex moved to Bren’s neck as she embraced Bren tighter.

Bren was moaning lightly as she called Alex’s name, but then suddenly Alex’s name went from cries of passion to moans of distress before Alex found the back of her shirt covered in regurgitated drinks and food. Bren began to cry as Alex slowly sat up. “Oh, Alex, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please don’t be angry.” she sobbed.

Alex looked down at Bren. She had managed to throw up all over Alex, herself, and the bed linens. With sympathy in her eyes, Alex whispered, “I’m not mad, honey. We better get you into the bathroom. Come on. Let’s get these dirty clothes off you.” Alex took off her own soiled shirt before helping Bren with her clothes. Taking her into the bathroom, Alex sat her down and began to wipe off her face with a wet, warm washcloth. Once that was complete, she said, “You stay here. I’m going to get us some clothes to wear to bed, and put our dirty clothes and sheets in the washer. I’ll be right back. Okay?” Bren nodded silently. Alex returned several minutes later having put on clothes and put the items in the wash. When she came back into the bathroom, Bren was rocking herself slowly back and forth as she cried. Alex helped her into a loose t-shirt and boxer shorts before asking, “What’s wrong, sweetie? You still feel sick?”

Bren shook her head. “I’ve ruined everything.” she mumbled.

“You haven’t ruined anything, Bren. It was just clothes and sheets. It’ll all come out in the wash.”

“No. I’ve ruined my chance. You don’t want to sleep with me anymore.” she sobbed hugging herself tighter.

Alex embraced her, brushing back Bren’s blonde hair. “Oh, Bren. We can’t sleep together tonight. You’re sick, and you’re probably going to get sick again.”

“You probably think I’m still a child by throwing up.” she pouted. “You don’t want me now.”

“Bren, I don’t think of you as a child, and I never have. You had a lot to drink tonight, more than you should have, and you got sick. It happens. Now come on. You’re sleeping with me in my bed tonight. I want to be near you in case you need anything.”

Alex helped Bren into the master bedroom and eased her into bed. Bren didn’t fight her and promptly passed out before Alex could even turn out the light. Alex stayed awake for several hours going over in her mind all that happened. There was no longer a doubt how Bren felt about her, but Alex wondered if Bren would admit to her feelings once she was sober again. Both of them had hidden them for so long, but Alex longed to hear Bren tell her how she felt. Alex drifted off pondering how to handle things in the morning.

Alex got up late that morning to find Bren still in deep sleep. Leaving her there, Alex went downstairs into the kitchen for some breakfast and to read the paper. She wasn’t feeling all that great with the amount of alcohol she had consumed herself. She could feel it still sitting in her stomach, so to try and soak it up she made a hearty breakfast. Several hours later Bren finally made her way downstairs. As she entered the kitchen, Alex gave her a warm smile.

“Good afternoon.” she teased. “How are you feeling?”

“Not good.”

“Figures. Would you like something to eat? Maybe a little toast? That’ll help your stomach.”

“Okay. I’ll try that.” she mumbled dropping into a kitchen chair. She proceeded to drink Alex’s cup of coffee as Alex made her toast. Alex just smiled at her, sensing that Bren remembered little or nothing of what had taken place the previous night. Alex made herself another cup of coffee and then brought Bren’s toast to the table.

“So, that was quite a bash you had.” Alex mentioned conversationally.

“I’m never drinking that much again. I can’t even remember all that happened.”

“What’s the last thing you remember?”

“Dancing with you at the club.”

“Before or after the bathroom?”

“Before I guess. Why? Did something happen in the bathroom?”

“No. You just had a problem with your jeans, couldn’t get them back on without a little help. No big deal.”

“Oh, God.” she mumbled in embarrassment. “Speaking of jeans, where are my clothes?”

“In the laundry room. You threw up on us when we got home, so I washed them for you.”

“Alex, I’m sorry to have been such a problem. You could’ve just stuck with my friends. You didn’t have to bring me back here and care for me.”

“It wasn’t a problem. I didn’t mind doing it. You’re only twenty-one once. I’m glad you had a good time.”

“I wish I could remember what a good time I had.”

“I’m sure it’ll come back to you.”

“I guess, but do you know who gave me this?” she inquired, flipping her hair off her shoulder to expose a purpling bruise at the base of her neck.

Inwardly Alex groaned in displeasure, but she simply answered, “Yes. You were making out with someone last night.”

“What? You’re kidding me? Who? I’ve never done something like that. Was she at least cute?”

Alex shrugged. “She’s not my type, but I guess she was cute. You seemed to be enjoying yourself which is what matters I suppose.”

“But, you have to know, Alex, I don’t normally do things like that. Did I give her my number? Oh, God. I don’t want some strange girl I was making out with in a club calling me.”

“Well, I wouldn’t exactly call her a stranger.” Alex mumbled into her coffee, realizing this was beginning to scare Bren.

“No! You mean I was making out with one of my friends? Which one was it, because I’m going to kill her.”

“Well,” Alex fumbled. “If that’s the case, I would prefer a bullet to the back of the head.” she whispered, lowering her head shamefully.

Silence prevailed for several moments. “You mean to tell me you did this to my neck?” Bren finally asked quietly.

“I didn’t mean to leave a mark. I also had a little too much to drink, and I guess I was just overzealous.”

Again there was silence. “I woke up in your bed, Alex. Is there something else that happened that I should know about?”

“Yes. As a matter of fact there’s much more, but to ease your mind, we didn’t have sex if that’s what you were wondering. I wouldn’t do that to you or any other woman for that matter.”

“I know you wouldn’t, Alex. I’m just really shocked right now. Okay? I didn’t think you were interested in me that way. We made out last night?”

“You’re not the only one in shock, Bren. I didn’t think you were interested in me either, but your friends told me otherwise. We shared something last night, Bren, and whether or not you remember it, I think we should at least talk about what happened.”

“I agree. Exactly what did happen?”

“Well, last night after the incident in the bathroom you were all over me while we were dancing. We really were getting into each other, and then we danced to this slow song. I wanted to kiss you, Bren. I wanted to so much, but I thought it wouldn’t be right with the state you were in and our history. However right at that moment you kissed me. You kissed me with more passion than any other woman has shown me in my entire life, and I just melted. When we broke apart, you asked me to take you home. In the car you left no doubt about your intentions for when we got back here. You had me in a state of frenzy with the way you kept touching me. Once we got home, I carried you up to the guestroom with every intent on leaving you there to sleep it off, but we started kissing again, and I just lost all my self-control. I should’ve been stronger, but I couldn’t resist the way you kept kissing and touching me. That’s when I gave you that hickey accidentally. We were on our way to doing something we probably would’ve regretted, but then you threw up all over yourself, the bed, and me. You were upset about it, but I assured you it was okay. I changed you, and then we went to sleep in my room.”

Bren lowered her head into her hands mumbling in embarrassment, “Kill me now. Please just kill me now. I can’t believe I did that.”

Alex got up from her seat and got down on her knees in front of Bren’s chair. Taking Bren’s hands away from her face, Alex held them in her own. “Bren, there’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you, but I haven’t been able to. I have found myself falling in love with you. You’re everything I ever wanted in a woman, but I was scared to tell you, because I didn’t want you to think you owed me anything. You don’t owe me anything, Bren, nothing at all. Everything I’ve done for you is because I wanted to do it not because I wanted something in return, but I can’t help the way I feel. Last night was better than my wildest fantasies, Bren. I’ve always wanted to be that close to you, but I could never really imagine it until last night. Last night was perfection.”

Bren took one of her hands from Alex’s grasp to stroke Alex’s dark hair affectionately. “Alex, I threw up on you.”

Alex nodded. “And I still loved every moment. I’ll understand if you don’t share my feelings, and I don’t want you to think that you have to say anything. I just couldn’t keep it to myself after last night. It would’ve been impossible.”

Bren pressed her fingers to Alex’s lips. “Shh, Alex. That’s enough. I’ve heard enough.”

Alex moved back to her own chair and stared into her coffee. Bren was quiet, too quiet for her comfort, but Alex was determined not to force Bren into talking about her feelings. After an extended silence, Alex said, “So, maybe I should just go get dressed and take you back to school. You’re clothes are in the laundry room.” Alex stood and began to walk away.

“Alex.” Bren softly called. “Wait. I have something to say.” Alex turned to find Bren right behind her. “Come on. Let’s sit down in the living room.”

Bren escorted Alex to the couch and sat them down. Pointing to the far corner of the room, she asked, “Do you remember what was over there when I first moved in here?”

“A piano.”

“With pictures of Megan and you sitting on top of it. What’s there now?”

“A desk.”

“The antique roll top desk you bought for me while I was in high school, so I would have a place to do my homework. What’s on top?”

“Pictures of you and me.”

“That’s right. Pictures of us together. What does that say to you?” Alex shrugged. “Well, let me tell you what it says to me, Alex. It says that you love me. You’ve loved me for a long time, and I’ve known that, but I knew you were going to have a problem with us being together given our history. You’ve never been in my dorm room, but let me assure you. There are probably as many pictures of us there as there are here. I don’t know which one of my loudmouth friends told you how I felt about you, but I’m actually glad somebody did. I knew it wouldn’t come out right if I said anything. The truth is, Alex, I’ve loved you for a long time as well. I know it’s hard not to love you because of what you’ve done for me, but I’ve come to love you in spite of it. When you first propositioned me four years ago, I wasn’t sure what I was in for. I thought I could trust you, but I wasn’t completely sure. However I knew my position wasn’t going to get any worse, and I decided to go for it. That day when we came back on the train, you got upset over losing Megan, and as much as you tried to hide it, I saw the tears in your eyes. It was at that moment that I knew I had made the right choice. I knew I could trust you, and I also knew that I actually liked you. Over the first few months I grew to really like you as a friend, but then I went to college. It was then I started to realize that I missed you like crazy during the week. I found myself driving by your house and even coming in when I knew you were at work just to feel close to you. I’d sit right where we’re sitting now, and I’d watch the transition taking place across the room. One day I was just sitting here, and it dawned on me that I was in love with you. I had the strong feeling that you felt the same for me, but I knew that you would never say anything, and I felt it was best not to say anything either due to the risk of having you think that I was trying to return the favors you had given to me. Years passed, and I loved you from afar, never thinking that you might actually date again, and then I saw you with Kelly that night. I was so hurt, but at the same time I knew I couldn’t expect you to wait forever. I wasn’t planning on saying anything to you about this until after I graduated, but after last night I guess now was as good a time as any. I do love you, Alex. For as long as I’ve known you, you’ve only done one deceptive thing, and I understand why you did it, so I’ve forgiven you for it. Other than that you’ve been a perfect friend and companion, and I want the chance to take it further if you do.”

“I do want that chance, Bren. What one deceptive thing are you talking about? I’ve haven’t done anything wrong.”

“I didn’t say it was wrong, just deceptive. You’ve been paying for my tuition all along and making the financial aid office tell me I was on scholarship.”

“How did you find that out?”

“I have a friend in the financial aid office. I asked to look at my file. It was right there in print with explicit instructions on how you wanted it presented.”

“Bren, I just didn’t want you to think I was doing it for any reason other than wanting to.”

“I know that, but I knew at that moment that I had to say something. You’ve given me so much, Alex, and I’m not talking about all the money you’ve given to me and my education over the last four years. You’ve believed in me when no one else did. You gave me a chance and unconditional support. You loved me like I’ve never been loved in my entire life, and I love you for it and yet in spite of it. I want so much to be the woman you want to come home to at the end of a day. I want the opportunity to know love the way only you could show me.”

“I want that too.” Alex confessed. “I guess it’s decided then. We’re going to give this a shot, but if you ever change your mind, I want you to tell me.”

“I will, but I don’t think that’s going to happen, Alex.” she answered snuggling closer to her on the couch.

They sat for a long time in silence cuddled together before Alex asked. “Have you given any thought to your plans after school?”

“Actually, yes. I’ve been looking for a job, and a couple of friends and I have talked about getting a place together, but nothing is decided yet. Now that you know everything I don’t know where we stand.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I mean as far as us having a relationship. Do you want me to live with you or my friends?”

“I hadn’t thought about it. I’ve always waited a little while before moving in with a woman, but this case is different. I wouldn’t be opposed to you living with me, but there are some responsibilities that go along with that on both our parts. I guess it would be a matter of deciding if we could handle that. We don’t have to decide now.”

“I would like to live with you, Alex, if I had a choice.”

“Let’s think it over for a few days. I think I would like that too. For now though, we should focus on us. Have you thought about what you wanted for a graduation present?”

“Well, yeah. Last semester I wrote my mother a letter, and she wrote me back. We’ve been talking through letters and e-mail since, and I think I’d like to go see her.”

“Well, that’s a surprise. I didn’t know you had done that.”

“I wasn’t sure what you’d think about it, but I really wanted to do it. I still love her, Alex, and I miss her.”

“I understand. She’s your mother. You should be able to reconcile if you want. I think that would be nice, but I am concerned about your physical and emotional safety. Last time you were there things were less than perfect. I would worry about you while you were gone, but I wouldn’t try to stop you if it’s what you really wanted.”

“I was hoping you’d go with me, Alex. I’m still cautious, but I’d like to try. Would you go with me?”

“Of course. I’d be happy to.”

“I was hoping that maybe we could go before graduation. Will you have any time?”

“I’ll make time, Bren. Just tell me when you want to go.”

“Why don’t we go the first weekend of May? That’s only two weeks from now.”

“All right. It’s a date. Why don’t you let her know we’ll be coming?”

“Okay.” Bren replied finally pulling herself away from Alex’s arms. “As much as I’m enjoying this, I should probably get back to school.”

“Why’s that? You have big Saturday night plans?”

“No. Not yet but I don’t want to be in your way. I’m sure you’re busy.”

“Actually, I’m not. I was just going to hang around here. Maybe you’d like to go out tonight? I’ll take you anywhere you want to go.”

“You mean like on a real date?”

“Yeah, a real date. What do you say? Will you go out with me?”

Bren smiled. “I’d love to. I really should get going then. I have to get ready, figure out what to wear and where to go.”

Alex smiled. “All right. I’ll take you home.” she stated helping Bren off the sofa.

That evening Bren and Alex went to the traditional dinner and movie before strolling through Bren’s campus to enjoy the summer evening. When Alex escorted Bren back to her dorm room, she hovered around the door as Bren unlocked it. Bren smiled shyly as she asked, “Would you like to come in?”

“Sure.” Alex took Bren’s hand and let the younger woman led her into the room, shutting the door behind them. Alex stood near the door waiting to see what Bren had in mind now that they were in the privacy of her room.

Bren gave another grin before inquiring, “Can I get you something to drink? You can sit if you’d like.”

Alex followed Bren’s gesture toward the single bed and took the offered seat. “A drink would be nice. Whatever you’re having.”

Bren nodded before opening her small fridge and retrieving two bottles of beer. She then handed them to Alex before lighting a few candles in her room and turning on soft music. Lastly she turned off the overhead light, leaving them in a soft glow. Taking a seat on the bed next to Alex, Bren began to sip her beverage and study Alex.

Alex looked around the room as she pretended not to notice Bren’s stare. She took in the pictures of the two of them all over the bookcase and the stacks of books piled on the desk in an obvious attempt to look neat. Alex drank her beer leisurely as she listened to the music Bren had chosen. She knew it well, one of her favorite artists singing the melodic songs of R&B.

Finally Bren quietly inquired, “What are you thinking about right now?”

Alex shrugged meeting Bren’s eyes. “I didn’t realize you liked R&B.”

“Well, I know you like it. I listen to it sometimes when I think of you. It can be very sensual but also relaxing.” Bren mentioned taking a slow sip from her bottle.

Alex watched in interest. “You know it’s funny. I don’t quite know what to do or say here. You would think I’ve never been on a date before.” She stated laughing nervously at the situation.

Bren just smiled. “Do whatever you want, Alex. I think I know you well enough to know what you’re thinking right now. It’ll be okay. I’ll let you.” she whispered leaning in closer to Alex. Alex’s pulse jumped realizing that Bren probably could read her thoughts. The ambiance was putting her in the mood to become more intimate with her date, but before she could even respond, Bren said, “Then again maybe I should just take the initiative.”

Alex reflexively closed her eyes as their lips met in a soft kiss. She let Bren have the lead, and soon they were engaged in deep exploration of each others mouths. Alex moaned in pleasure at the feel of Bren’s hands over her back, pulling her closer. She had often fantasized about the blonde, even as much as she felt guilty for it, so to feel her was better than any dream she had imagined. Bren pushed them further, putting their beers on the bedside table and pulling Alex down on top of her as they continued the game of acquainting themselves with each other. Even as much as Alex wanted to go farther, she kept her hands on the outside of Bren’s clothing at first and was surprised when Bren began to unbutton her shirt. Pulling back slightly Alex whispered, “Wait a minute, Bren. Are you sure we’re ready to go further?” She took Bren’s hands from the top button of her dress shirt.

“Don’t you want to?”

“Of course I do. However I’m not sure we should yet. I want it to be special for us.”

“It will be, because it’ll be with you.”

“I think we should wait a little longer. I don’t think this is the right place. I’m a little too old to be doing this in a dorm room and then having to sleep together afterwards in this tiny twin bed.”

Bren backed off a little. “Maybe you’re right. We should’ve gone back to your house. We still could.”

“Let’s just stay here for now. We’ll have plenty of time for all that. I promise.”

Bren smiled. “I’ve just waited so long. It seems like forever.”

Alex returned the smile as she caressed Bren’s cheek. “You are so beautiful, Bren. I know there are so many people out there who would love to have a chance at you. I’m honored that you’ve chosen me.” Alex rolled off Bren and onto her side. Bren curled up into her, and they were quiet as they held each other. After a while Alex asked, “Bren, have you told your mother about me at all?”

“No. Not really. I mean I told her who you were and that you had helped me get back on my feet, but I didn’t tell her about my feelings for you. I’m not really sure how she’d react.”

“Does it matter to you what she thinks?”

Bren shrugged. “I know it shouldn’t, but she’s still my mother. I still want her to be proud of me for some reason.”

“I’m sure she is. You’re quite the resourceful woman, and you’ve persevered through such harsh trials. I’m proud of you. You’re stronger than I am.”

“I don’t think so. I just did what I thought I had to do. You were there to help.”

“I’m glad I was, because otherwise I’d be missing out on this right now. I am so content just holding you.”

“Do you want to watch tv or something?”

“Not necessarily. I’m okay where I am. Do you?”

“No. I just thought I’d offer.”

“I could hold you all night, Bren, and not tire of it. This is bliss to me.”

“I’d like that. Stay here with me tonight.”

“Here in this twin bed? I don’t think so.”

“Please.” Bren pouted, giving Alex a pitiful glance. “I’ll give you all the space that you want. I just don’t want this night to end.”

Alex demurely grinned. “Oh, this could be trouble. If I give in to your pouting now, then you’ll know you have a weapon to use against me.” she teased. Bren gave her best sad impression, making Alex laugh. “Okay, I’ll stay. My back is going to hate me in the morning though. Maybe we should think about getting ourselves ready for bed. What can I sleep in?”

“I have the perfect thing.” Bren said sliding off the bed and moving to the dresser. She opened the second drawer and pulled out a t-shirt and pajama pants that had once belonged to Alex. “These things still probably fit you.”

“So, that’s where they went. Those are my favorite pair of pajamas pants. I guess that’s what I get for making you do my laundry.”

“Why don’t you go ahead and use the bathroom first? My stuff is in there, so use anything you want.” Bren said as Alex rose to gather her sleeping attire. Alex nodded before going into the bathroom that Bren shared with another person. When Alex returned Bren was in a midriff tank top and boxer shorts that she had rolled down at the top exposing all of her stomach. Passing by Alex, she brushed her fingers along Alex’s arm saying, “I’ll be right back.”

Alex could only nod as her eyes lingered over Bren’s backside as she went into the bathroom. Once she was alone, Alex let out a sigh. She knew Bren was intentionally dressing provocatively to drive her crazy. Not really knowing what the sleeping arrangements were going to be, she hovered around the desk looking at Bren’s books until Bren returned. “So, what side do you want?” Bren came to her, embracing her around the waist. She leaned up to kiss Alex softly. Alex moaned at the gentleness as her arms came around Bren’s bare back, her fingers slipping under the hem of the top. Bren deftly slid up Alex’ shirt enough so that their bare abdomens could touch. When Alex first felt Bren’s stomach grinding lightly into hers, she groaned. “You feel so good, Bren.” Alex whispered as she leaned into her neck.

“So do you, Alex. I want to feel your skin all over mine. Please.” she begged.

Alex knew she couldn’t deny Bren anything, so without further discussion, she pulled her own t-shirt off, leaving her naked from the waist up. Then her hands removed Bren’s top. Alex broke away slightly to look at the blonde’s body. Her hands instinctively went to the younger woman’s breasts and began to lightly stroke them. Alex watched as Bren’s eyes closed and her head dropped back slightly. “You are so beautiful, Bren. I’ve always wanted to touch you like this.” Bren whimpered, but her hands came up to Alex’s shoulders and then trailed down until they were touching Alex the same way. Alex gasped. She hadn’t let any woman touch her this way in years, but Bren’s hands felt so good over her skin.

A few minutes passed before Bren suggested breathlessly, “Let’s go to bed.”

Alex smiled at her. “I want you so much, Bren, but I really feel strongly about us not having sex tonight. I would love to just continue touching you and holding you like this. Okay?”

Bren nodded. “Okay. I’d like that too.”

With that agreement Alex pulled Bren over to the bed and lowered herself onto it, so Bren was lying on top of her as they continued to kiss and caress each other. That night they fell asleep curled around each other in the small bed, feeling more content than either of them ever had.

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