~ Personal Ad ~
by JLNicky
Disclaimer: Do not read at work AND realize that some people are so narrow minded they are unable to see the beauty and magic of love wherever it exists whether it is between to women or not.
Reading through the Saturday personals, I ran across an advertisement of someone who sounded interesting to me. She sounded beautiful, intelligent, outgoing, aggressive, and far too perfect considering she'd only written a few sentences. The add read:
'I want, I need, you've got, give it to me. Woman to woman is the only way! Beautiful, intelligent, outgoing and perfect understanding about the workings of a female mind!' #46575T2
After reading this, I found myself so curious I sat down and wrote up a reply:
'You want, you need, I've got, and it's yours. No men allowed. Beautiful, professional, athletic, intelligent woman, waiting for some woman to explain the workings of a female mind to me.'
Answering a personal ad seemed far-fetched at best. After reading the reply back to myself, I wondered if I had suddenly lost my mind. Being aggressive was not exactly my style, in my mind. I had only begun to experiment with my sexuality in public since I'd retired from the military only months ago. Hell! Holding hands in public with another woman almost sent me into such a conscientious fit, I felt paranoid during the whole time. Upon reflecting back, I guess I did have my moments of picking up the aggressive tones when I'd stood up on the table at the bar and strip teased for the few patrons on a dare one night. Although I'd been with friends and here I was extremely new to the city. Maybe I was just an exhibitionist? Who knew?
Calling up the paper and spending a few minutes recording a reply to the advertisement, I felt confident I could handle the outcome if I could respond into the phone with my non-stuttering reply. Hanging up the phone, I smiled and went back to reading my Saturday news and enjoying my weekend.
Working for a small business had its perks. I was my own boss and supervised only two others who were independent wonder workers. Being only 38 and retired military, I was just acclimating to civilian life. My two underlings were both so energetic, I almost thought I'd give up before now. Both Jim and Tori were in their late 20's and had other companies making demands to hire them. My new civilian boss hired me to supervise them and run the busy office environment, keeping everyone happy at all times. For some reason after I was hired, both Jim and Tori took to me quite nicely. The fact that Jim was extremely handsome and Tori was beyond beautiful made me a little surprised that they did not act more reserved. Many times I had stepped back away in a work environment simply because some person saw me as so good looking they hit on me. But Jim and Tori didn't seem to consider their looks a hindrance. I thought I would be perfect for the position I'd applied for, but to supervise these two kept me on my toes. They were very sharp, but quick to steer toward disaster. After stepping in a few times, heading them back to the right path I found my niche and felt more comfortable.
After working for a few months, I began to feel more capable and started looking around more. Improvement was always on my agenda since being active military they had rewarded nicely to those who showed initiative and intuitiveness. Reorganization of the filing system and implementing a computer database became one of my top priorities after examining the outdated ways the office ran on for some time. Although I was able to complete the filing system, the majority of the work would demand hours of inputting data into the computer system.
After staying late into the evening for three days straight, I started asking for volunteers. Tori and Jim agreed to stay late on alternating nights of the following week. Finishing out yesterday's work and wrapping up to enjoy the weekend, I'd decided to let it all wait until next Monday evening.
When Sunday arrived, I got up early and went jogging as usual. Arriving back at my house around 8am, I toweled down my neck and face and noticed the phone machine blinking. Frowning because I'd not met anyone worth giving my number to yet, I pushed the button down to play the message.
"You have a message in your Connection mailbox. Please call 555-1212 to receive this message. Thank you for your submission." An automated voice droned out. Smiling, I picked up the phone and dialed into a private mailbox to listen to any reply she might have left.
As the phone connected and I played back the return reply to the short recording I had left yesterday I listened in shock.
"Loved your reply but I think we have a problem here." Tori's voice remarked with simple laughter that made me stand up straight from my slouched position on the counter.
"You see I recognized your voice and although your answer was perfect and you're gorgeous, I think you might have a problem with interoffice relationships." She paused then laughed again. "I realized from moment one but you have been so busy, Jim and I thought we'd give you a while to acclimate before telling you we were both gay. Welcome to the big city and such a small world."
I returned to reality as the automated voice asked me if I'd like to respond by pressing the number one. As it droned on to tell me of other services I slowly set the phone back on the cradle.
My mind flew fast and furious. 'Of course they were gay. Jim was just too feminine with his looks and Tori?Tori was?Oh my god. What did I just do?'
I sat there looking at nothing, thinking that of all the times I'd ask Tori what her plans were for the weekend she had blown me off with Jim and she were going to some place or another. I had blankly assumed she and Jim were together since they spent all of their time around each other. But that was exactly what they were insinuating at work for everyone.
Breathing deeply and somewhat calming myself down, I realized I suddenly felt a great release. The cat was out of the bag and it had been accomplished by pure fate. What goes on from here on out would be easier in a lot of ways. My private life had up until now been secret. The sudden reality of not having to stay so closeted was almost intoxicating. Now if I could just stop picturing Tori smiling at me from across the break room, I would probably make it through this crisis.
I looked down at the phone nearby and thought about it for a second. Heaving a sigh of nervousness I picked up the receiver and dialed into the Connection mailbox. As the automatic voice gave me my choices and I pushed the numbers to reply to Tori's message.
"Hi!" I paused, clearing my throat, thinking fast on my feet. "About the small world thing?I think it's probably more along the lines of teeny tiny?" I smiled, thinking this was very nerve racking. "Anyway?I'm not certain what I should say?except to say?I didn't know and?um?" I swallowed a sudden lump in my throat. This was so totally uncharacteristic of me to be so non-direct. Panicking about the whole situation, I rushed out a 'thanks for the welcome' part and hung up. The phone was staring at me as I sat there for a full five minutes thinking of my lameness.
By automatic reflex, I started toweling my hair dry and realized it was already dry. Feeling sweat-grimed skin from my jog, I tried to forget about everything and went to take a shower.
As I was stepping out of the steam filled shower, I heard the phone ringing. Grabbing a towel and wrapping it around me I quickly stepped it into the bedroom and picked it up.
"Hi!" Tori's voice replied to my hello. 'Oh shit!' My brain dumped, losing any intelligence I might have possessed.
"Hi!" I replied again sitting down on the edge of my bed, naked except for a towel. Her laughter made me realized I'd just sounded like a schoolgirl with my first boyfriend calling.
"Am I interrupting anything??" She asked.
"Uh?no?I was just getting out of the show?um?I just got back from jogging and was?cleaning up!" I adjusted myself, reaching up to bang my hand on my forehead from my stupidity.
"Hmmm?you're?uh?" she paused. I heard her clear her throat and then silence.
"I apologize for?"
"Are you free for?" We both spoke at the same time.
Pausing, we both chuckled. I was about to lose my towel; tucking it into itself I cleared my throat nervously and felt water drip down from my hair.
"How bout you go first?" she said, before I could collect my thoughts.
"Um?can you hold on for a second?" I rolled my eyes at the timing. "I've got to get a towel for my hair." I explained, sighing with my lack of imagination to come up with something better.
She cleared her throat again and laughed a low chuckle.
"I can imagine," she stated, sounding quite serious.
I shivered with a sudden chill. Feeling the need to clear my throat again I set the phone down and dove for the bathroom. Grabbing my robe behind the door, I swept my hair up in the towel and flew back to the bedroom.
"I'm so sorry!" I told her as soon as the receiver was up to my ear.
"No, don't be. I called without warning. Just my timing to catch you?cleaning up!" She replied, a smile in her voice.
After stacking up a few nearby pillows, I leaned against them, wondering why she had called me. As I reached for my orange juice on my nightstand, she answered that question.
"I was just calling to ask if you might feel like lunch at the Gardens. Jim and I had planned to meet there around 11:00 this morning and tour the maze. Afterwards we eat lunch at the restaurant."
I knew my agenda was blank except for some tedious cleaning and the event sounded like harmless fun.
"I'd love to."
"Great. That's great! It's only nine so until then, I'd like to hear about this cleaning up task you were doing when I called."
I had just taken a sip of my O.J. and almost spit it out as her comment caught me off guard.
"Wha...what?" I sputtered, gulping down the orange juice and choking slightly.
"Well according to your ad you are beautiful. I agree completely. Intelligent. Can't argue that one. Professional. Athletic. No argument from me. But this last part intrigues me greatly. 'Waiting for some woman to explain the workings of the female mind to me.' That's a tall request, but since I know all about it I can explain." She paused waiting on a response.
I couldn't think of a reply.
"Well, since I'm not hearing any arguments on your end, let me tell you some of the ground rules. Number one: women who are gay, lesbian, queer, you name it?it all boils down to one thing. These women are very aware of their sexual needs. They know what pleases them and what does not. After getting past rule number one the only thing left is rule number two: experimentation!"
I listened, feeling off balance by the sheer fact that she was able to say any of this.
"It's a little easier to explain something like this over the phone. There's no eyes staring at me and I'm in my own surroundings where I feel at ease enough to voice anything I want. Do you think you can do that?"
I thought for a few seconds and found some courage.
"Yes?but?you'll have to help a little." I could hear her smile even as I felt my own.
"All right. Let's start a little less dramatic. Describe yourself."
I looked down at my terry cloth robe and shook my head.
"Not what you're wearing but what do you look like. Tell me what you think you look like."
I thought that should be easy.
"I'm 5'9, athletic build. Brown hair, shoulder length. Brown eyes. Umm?you know what I look like. You tell me." I shrugged not knowing how to continue.
"OK! You started fine. Your tall, well built, athletic means nice legs?how are your legs?"
"Nice!" I said smiling. She chuckled.
"No cheating. I bet you have tight calves and muscular thighs. You're probably tanned and your legs are more than just nice, if I were to take a guess."
Since I was kind of vain about keeping my legs in shape, I'd say she hit it right on the button but this was unfair because she had seen me. I told her so.
"I haven't seen you naked, though. All I can do is imagine and hope that your body is just as exciting as I am thinking it is."
Once again she left me speechless.
"Is it?" She asked suddenly very serious. I cleared my throat and felt my body tingle as I heard her moving the phone around.
"Because I can picture you laying back on your bed right now, phone to your ear, waiting to experiment. Are you? Can you picture me lying on my bed?" She paused. "What do you think I'm wearing?"
My inner eye said she would be wearing something silky. Her blonde hair splayed out over a pillow. Her blue eyes were brilliantly clear and looking up at the clean white ceiling. 'Shit' I thought to myself. 'This is?this is...' my mind flew rapidly, 'exactly what I was looking for.' I realized at that moment. My mind raced through a few major stages of growth in only a moment.
"Your wearing?silk" I said in a hollow tone.
"You're getting better at this." She smiled with her voice. "I believe you are naked?underneath a robe, of course."
"Of course!" I had to smile.
"Your hair is curly when wet and you've wrapped it in a towel, right?"
"Yes!"
"Unwrap it for me!" she demanded, softly.
Hesitating for only a second I reached up and unwrapped the towel pulling it off to the side. My curls sprang out and framed my face, unruly as usual when wet.
"Yes?that's better!" her voice was low. I heard my own breath as I listened to her voice.
"Open your robe!" Her voice requested yet demanded at the same time. I looked down at my robe and cleared my throat unable to swallow. Loosening the terry cloth belt I took a deep breath and spread the opening wider. My breasts were softly rounded and my nipples were hard. My pubic hair was still damp from the shower and my skin was glowing with health.
Her voice was slightly husky when as she spoke.
"You're so beautiful! Tell me?"her voice trailed off, waiting.
"I?I'm?feeling?very?excited." I managed to get out. My chest expanded up then down with each breath. The heat in my body coursed rapidly down to my groin area.
She was breathing into my ear. I clenched the phone tighter as I heard her breathy whispered 'yes' asking me to continue.
"I?my?skin is soft from the shower. My?ni?nipples are hard." I said shivering. She moaned low.
"Touch them!" She said, with a slight catch in her voice. I reached down and ran my hand over my breast and let my palm slide over my hard nipple. I heard my own throat release a low moan.
"Run your thumb over your hard nipples for me." She breathed. "My tongue is wishing it was there right now?flicking the tip of your nipple. Sucking it inside my mouth. Mmmmm!" She moaned through the line. Her voice stirred my veins. My hand reached lower touching myself. I was wet with desire. My finger ran across my clit and sent my body on fire.
My eyes slammed shut as I held the phone against the pillow with my head and shoulder. One of my hands played with my nipples while the other caressed the hard bud of my clitoris.
"You're so wet. You're touching yourself, aren't you? Playing with yourself. Caressing your body. My hand is...mmm...touching too. My fingers are rubbing my pussy. I'm so wet. Just like you!" Her voice did such things to my body. I massaged my clit harder and my body began to hum with the early stage of an orgasm. Closer and closer it rose. She was masturbating into my ear matching me breath for breath.
"I'm so close. I can taste you. Ahh...I want you so...badly" Her harsh gasp was all it took. I groaned with the strength of my orgasm as it took me over the edge. My body clenched as the first spasm hit. I heard her cry out in release as I lost control. The raw sexuality of the moment made my body expand. The roar of my blood washed through me.
"Oh God!" I cried out, arching upward with each pulse of my pussy. My fingers cupped one breast and pinched the nipple in reflex. Each wave of pressure was harder until my body found its peak. Slowly the pulsating rushes started to decrease. Clenching with each wave, my breath gasped out causing me to groan over and over. My mind slipped into a dream state of ecstasy as I came down through the rush of my orgasm.
I came back slowly realizing I still held the phone with my head and shoulder. My aftermath was deliciously erotic as my hands ran back up my body tantalizing my skin. A low moan of satisfaction escaped through my lips as I heard her breathing into my ear.
"Fantastic!" I managed to whisper into the receiver.
"Mmmmm! Wonderful!" She came back after seconds. I lay back, listening to her breathe softly into the phone and almost reached down to touch myself again.
"When can I see you? I've got to see you!" She pleaded, softly. I smiled at her and realized I wanted that very much.
"Come over here. I want to see you too!" I curled up onto my side and cradled the phone, drawing the robe around me. The heat in my body was simmering low. I gave her directions and she told me to stay exactly as I was, in my robe.
"Don't move. I'll be over in 15 minutes." She ordered.
Fourteen minutes later, I was still lying on the bed, feeling deliciously sexual when the knock sounded on the front door. Her voice called inward as she took the liberty of opening the door and walking in. I couldn't breathe for a few seconds as a rush of nervousness struck me. What if she...My mind wandered into dangerous territory. Shaking my head, I suddenly saw her entering my bedroom. Her eyes caught mine and showed such stormy emotions I took an inward breath deeper than the one I had been holding.
She was wearing a T-shirt tucked into some faded jeans. Her nipples jutted outward without the protection of a bra. Her hair was down and loose, unlike the small, crisp bun she wore at work daily. Her face was beautiful as the sunshine grazed across it from the window nearby. Her eyes were darker than I'd remembered. She crossed the room to stand beside me, near the bed. I couldn't take my eyes off hers.
Leaning down she touched my cheek with the back of her fingers, running her thumb across my bottom lip as she caressed my face. Her face lowered to mine and she kissed me, slowly. Her tongue slid over my lips, as I tasted the freshness of mint toothpaste. I smiled as she growled into my mouth. One hand cupped my neck as the other delved into my hair to pull me closer. Our mouths melted as she sat down on the bed and dragged me forward.
The kiss fanned the simmering coals of heat in my body and I moaned deep in my throat as our tongues dueled together. The kiss was deep and wet and my entire body felt consumed. Opening my eyes as our lips parted, she stared into my gaze and let her hands touch me. The robe was a flimsy barrier to her fingers as she slipped inside to cup and hold my breast. Her touched made me swallow a sudden barrier in my throat. She kept eye contact with me as she slowly leaned downward to the swell of my breast in her hand. Breaking eye contact, she let her tongue bathe my skin, then sucked the nipple inward. I reached out to hold her head steady as she licked over the surface of my nipple and flicked its point again and again.
Not able to fully take the direct sensations but wanting more at the same time, my body flexed upward drawing my legs up to press her forward against me. Her mouth swallowed my breast as her teeth grazed over the nipple tip sending a lightning bolt into my groin.
"Oh God, Tori! Don't stop whatever you do." I said harshly as she continued the attack. Her blonde hair covered my naked legs as the robe fell off them. Her hand slid freely down my thigh and back up resting on my knee where she carefully drew it to the side. My legs spread widely for any access as I clenched her head in my hands. She switched to the other breast and began the attack anew. My head fell back against the headboard as I swallowed gasps of air. Her hand slid from my knee on the inner side of my thigh toward my pussy. My passion cried out for her touch as I pushed my hips upward. Her fingers entered my lower lips caressing and rubbing into the juices there.
Her mouth and tongue left my breast to wind their way up my chest onto my neck where I felt the need to find her lips again. We kissed hard. A firm pressure as we both tried to swallow each other. I breathed for her and she for me as our tongues thrashed against each other thickly. Her teeth clamped down on my lips, nibbling and sucking. Her fingers in my pussy teased and explored touching then not touching my clit as I climbed upward toward the fire.
She broke the kiss to spread the robe wider and move me lower with a suddenly strong pull. Her aggressiveness and strength fed the flame as she adjusted to lower her mouth onto my pussy. The first touch of her tongue made me cry out. She swallowed my heat as she sucked my clit into her. My hands grasped for an anchor finding her hair as I ground my hips upward inflamed. Her tongue lathed over and over, across my clit as it hardened tightly. She held my hips firmly and guided me upward. Throwing back my head into the pillow my eyes were squeezed tightly shut as my sex was plundered. One of her fingers entered into me as I felt my climax peak.
My abdomen and upper body jerked hard as I wrapped my legs around her upper body in the spasm. She rode with me as I reached orgasm with such strength I thought I had died. The roar of my blood blocked out the hard grunts of release I made as her mouth drew out the orgasm. Her finger half slid out then plunged inward again deeply as she caused another pulse. Her tongue licked over my now sensitive clit, causing me to suddenly pull hard on her hair. She released my pussy with a wet sucking noise. Looking upward at me our eyes met and she gave me such a sexy, desirable, hot, look I had to close my eyes and swallow again.
Opening my eyes, she was still looking at me as slowly slid her finger out of my depths. The clenching inside my pussy tried to draw her inward but the sensation of her moving finger was incredible. Pulling her head with my hands I drew her upward to me. She lay on top of me fully clothed, covering my nakedness and finding my shoulder with her head, she rested on me content. My mind swam in such a dreamy haze of satisfaction, I didn't think I could move. Her weight pressed down on me comfortably as she breathed into my neckline.
"I'm going to ride you like that every night." She stated without candor. My breath drew inward sharply as I recognized the heat in her voice. Taking my weakened hand, I caressed her hair back from the side of her face. I sighed so totally complete I felt my heart swell.
My robe felt like it was trapping me so I wiggled out of it and returned to clasp her by my side. She lay listening to my breathing as I came down from my soaring height. Her body slid to the inside of the bed as she began to run her hands down my length and back up. She tickled my skin with her touch and caressed me softly. I drifted, spent in mind and body as her touch held me telling me she wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.
The End
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