1. Beginnings: Chapter 2 - Formalities


    Date: 11/2/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: claire2013, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    When I awoke the following morning, my eyelids steadfastly resisted my initial attempts to open them. My night’s sleep had been punctuated by a patchwork of semi-lucid dreams which had left my head feeling furry. Within moments my mind turned back to my meeting with Veronica the previous evening. I spent several seconds lightly rubbing the heels of the palms of my hands against my unwilling eyes in an attempt to hurry along full consciousness. For a few seconds I played with the possibility that the events of the previous evening had been a semi-lucid dream too. When my heavy eyelids finally prised themselves open sufficiently, I turned my head sideways to check the time and saw Veronica’s black case-file of papers relating to Samantha Sutton’s divorce sat on my bedside table. I laid my head back on the pillow and drew the duvet up over it, heaving a weighty sigh. The previous evening had been no dream. In the haze of my mind in which my early-morning thoughts were now swimming, my head began to try to make some sense of what had happened little more than twelve hours earlier. One thing was absolutely certain; I had never done anything like that before. It was totally out of character for me. My first instinct was to try to blame the wine. I had virtuously abstained from drinking any alcohol during my final year at university, I suggested to myself, and my body was just not used to it. I knew, however, that this attempt to explain what had happened was in reality little more ...
    than wishful thinking. I had barely drunk three-quarters of a glass of red wine; even my grandmother could have drunk that amount without so much as feeling drowsy! My mind needed answers but was struggling to find any. Under the comforting warmth of the duvet my thoughts began to drift lazily back to the wine bar and the unbelievable ease with which Veronica had managed to unlock such intoxicating, irresistible sexual urges from deep within. I had always suspected I was possessed of what may have been described as a ‘shrinking’ personality, but the way in which my emotions had been so totally and effortlessly overpowered had taken my feelings of vulnerability to an entirely new level. It was, however, a vulnerability that for those moments had made me feel more alive than I ever had in my life. As I lay there, I felt a divine heat beginning to radiate from between my legs once more. My logical mind was still exhorting me to keep looking for answers I could understand; my body, on the other hand, was urging me to surrender to the desire that was building between my legs and percolating tantalisingly through my body. I squeezed my thighs tightly together as my body and mind wrestled. Then, slowly, the fingers of my right hand began to move over my warm torso and find my left breast. Under the palm of my hand I could feel my nipple, engorged and tense, pressing insistently against the smooth black satin of my nightie. I allowed my palm to rub lightly over it and encourage its ...
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