A Deeper Love – Part 2

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Drifting awake, I open my eyes and see Andie sitting close by on a chair, naked. She is drawing, charcoal I think. She smiles, radiantly, and I melt.“Morning, lover. I couldn’t resist drawing you,” she says in a sultry way.Lover, the word runs around and around my mind. And it fits, like a glove actually. “Morning, you. Am I now your model as well as your lover?”Andie giggles. God, she is so cute. “You can be anything you want. But after last night… wow, I know you are something else as my lover.”“Really? You took the lead, I just responded.”“There was no ‘just’ about it. I never cum that quickly. We fit together, I really liked it. Move your arm, gorgeous, let it rest on your side…”I know what that means and I coyly ask, “And expose my breasts?”She looks at me and smiles, so sexily. “Exactly. But only if you are comfortable with me drawing your breasts.”“Normally outside my comfort zone. But God knows, you so easily get me out of my comfort zone.”I move my arm. She stares and then starts to draw. I say, “After you have finished can you show me your paintings downstairs.”She glances at me, kind of inscrutable. “I would like that. But first, we have to go to my parents’ house, to feed Aurora.”“Who?”“My cat, large ginger boy. You must have met him?”“I have seen a ginger cat in the yard, stalking birds.”“Unsuccessfully I hope.”“Yes, they always fly away. Wait a minute, a boy cat called Aurora?”Andie giggles before answering, “He is gender fluid.”“Have you told him that?”“Yes, but on that subject, he doesn’t seem to value my opinion.”I can’t help but laugh. “You are adorable.”We both hear my phone ring. Andie gets up, gets my phone and passes it to me. I know who is calling. “Hi, Ryan.”“Hi, honey. Sleep in?”Andie sits and continues to draw.“Yes, I did. Going to have a quiet day.”“My golf starts shortly, but just wanted to hear your voice.”My normal loving reply catches in my throat. “…That’s nice. I hope you play well.”“Thanks, sweetheart. Got to run. Love you.”“Bye, Ryan.”I look over at Andie and reality hits me, again. She gets up and puts her arms around me, saying, “Bit of a dampener, let’s get out of here.”I put my clubbing dress back on. As we leave her apartment she takes my hand. “You okay with this?”I intertwine our fingers, replying, “Maybe.” And I am, being brave about breaking down my barriers. But that doesn’t last long, and I let go of her hand, saying, “Sorry, my bravery is still a work in progress.”“That’s okay. If you want to stay the night again tonight, why don’t you pack a bag and come over and meet Aurora? And then we can go back to the studio.”Wandering into my house, the place feels different. I see a picture of Ryan and I, and the girl in the photo seems not quite me. Feeling conflicted, even guilty, I know I have to quickly get out of the place I call home.My phone distracts me and it is my boss, Charles.“I was just telling Lorna that you two have done a great job. The case notes mean I am ready for court on Tuesday.”“Thank you.”“Lorna asked if I minded her not coming in on Monday. I said of course not, and I want to offer you the same opportunity.”“Ryan thinks long hours are the life of the young attorney.”“They were, definitely in my day and your dad’s day. Maybe still a decade ago when Ryan was a junior. But the world’s changing, Fleur, for the better. Make sure you get balance in your life and do what you enjoy.”“But am I risking my career?”“Not in my view. You are good at the law, you will succeed. Don’t let it be at the cost of other parts of your life.”“Thank you, I would like to take tomorrow off. I know exactly how I will spend my day.”I shower and get changed into jeans and a grey t-shirt. And as I look at myself in the mirror I realise I am dressed just like Andie, peas in a pod. Bag in hand, I wander next door and notice that Aurora is eating as if he hasn’t eaten in a month. Andie is beaming at him and I put my arms around her, and say, “You’ve been starving him.”“He likes to give that impression. We should let him finish and I will leave him some food for the evening.”She looks at me shyly. “Would you like to come upstairs and see my old room?”I can’t help but tell her my good news. “Hey, my boss rang, I am taking tomorrow off. I want to be with you if you almanbahis şikayet want to.”“I would love that.”“Your room? Yes, I like finding out about you.”She takes my hand and we walk upstairs. In her room, she puts her arms around me. How I felt when I went home still lingers. “Hold me?” I ask.We snuggle together. “You feel good in my arms, Fleur.”“I went home and I’m scared.”“I can guess why. Let’s just enjoy today. Tomorrow we will talk about the days that follow.”“Yes, please. Now I am here I would love to see some of your things.”My attention is drawn to her tennis memorabilia in the corner of the room. “You must be good, Andie, lots of awards.”“Yeah, kind of. Played at university, that kind of stuff. But way too flamboyant and not disciplined enough. Scored great points, rather than a consistently great point scorer. You do sports?”“Yeah, football at university. The opposite, rock-solid defensive midfielder.”I pick up a photo and sit on the bed, looking at it. Andie is playing, bandaged presumably after a fall.“I fell,” she confirms, “but still won that game. Persistent when I need to be.”I look at her, smiling like I have just got an inside joke.It takes a while but she smirks when she gets it. “Flamboyant and persistent Fleur. Good practice for last night, wasn’t it?”I am, not for the first time, so amazed by just how easily we get each other. “Yeah, those skills seem to work for me.”And suddenly I need her again. Lying down on my back, I pull her down on top of me. “Kiss me.”Our lips meet and we softly gently kiss.“I could so get used to kissing you,” I whisper.“Me too. After our first kiss at the club, I was a mess. Completely shocked by how strong our physical connection was.”“Really, I just kind of assumed…”“Don’t you ever think you are just another girl for me. You must feel the strength of our connection.”“I guess. I started singing, I kissed a girl and I liked it.”“Twee, but sweet. I couldn’t sleep that night. I so wanted to see you again.”“Is that why you played tennis?”“No, that was more about running off my nervous energy. And then I saw you on the balcony…”“… When we locked eyes, wow. Kind of scary for this engaged girl, just how much locking eyes with you rocked my world.”“I was so determined to ask you out. I waited and waited until you got dressed. You took ages.”Laughing, I just have to tell her. “Want to know a secret? After I saw you I had a bath and got myself off. You were on my mind when I came.”“Wow. In the bath?”“I find running water on my clit very satisfying. A favourite way of getting off since I was a teenager.”“I hope last night I showed you an even better way to get off.”I can’t help but giggle, and there is no way I can deny that reality. “Physically, I really enjoyed last night. New, exciting and ever so satisfactory.”“But now I know about the bath, I am so going to try that.”“Oh, my God. I can’t believe it. You are the only person I have ever told that little secret.”Andie leans in and kisses me. “Hey, this may be so new to you that you don’t fully recognize it.”“Recognize what?”“Just how intuitive we are with each other…”Aurora jumps on the bed and sits on us, and Andie gently scolds him, “Bad cat, can’t you see I am trying to convince this girl we have something that might be truly special?”He doesn’t care; he starts kneading and purring. We lie close together, holding each other, and Aurora snuggles down between our hips.I giggle, feeling like a teenager. “I like your pussy.”“Oh God, do I have to put up with bad jokes?”All innocent-like, I add, “I so don’t know what you mean. Your cat is very nice.”Andie giggles. “I don’t think he is the pussy you actually like best.”I smirk. “Not after last night. God, I feel so silly and giggly around you.”“I love how interesting and complex you are, Fleur.”I recognize the craving. I have to find out more about her. “I know. For me, it is about just discovering as much as I can about you. Tell me, how long have you known you were gay?”“All my life, really. It has always been who I am.”“And your parents are cool with that?”“Yes. Mum says she can’t choose who I love. But she will support me whoever I choose.”“Your dad?”“Non-issue for him. He is more concerned about me being an artist. He doesn’t really almanbahis canlı casino think it is a proper job.”“But you have a studio.”“Mum and Dad bought that for me. The same time they gave my older brother money towards his house. Our inheritance and I furnished it with my modelling income.”“You are so lucky with your parents.”“Fleur, I know you aren’t straight. You obviously have girls in your past. Tell me.”I trust her. “Okay, I think of myself as bisexual, but I don’t talk much about it. I discovered my feelings for girls with Phoebe. We were eighteen. Attracted to each other but ever so tentative. I fought it at first, but then we kissed. It felt good and one thing led to another. One Saturday we ended up in my bed and my fucking mother caught us. All hell broke loose and they made us break up.”“That’s shitty.”“It damaged me. While I am over her in a relationship sense, I will never get over the shame I feel for letting my fucking parents force me to break up with Phoebe. She deserved better from me.”“Don’t beat yourself up too much. You were eighteen. I had an easy run with my parents, but many don’t. Don’t let it scar you for life.”“I know you are right, but I still tear up sometimes when I think of her.”She holds me, empathetically. But I know what I need, to discover more about her. “Hey, can we go back to the studio? I so want to see your art.”*****************The paintings are in racks and Andie tells me about themes. Landscape and light. Reality, imagination, and the surreal. And her latest, the nude, mostly charcoal drawings so far.“There was a long history of the male nude in ancient times,” Andie explains, “Then the nude became female, but the artists were always male. There is a wonderful tradition in recent years of women painting male nudes, and interpreting the body through the female gaze.”“And you want to interpret the female body through the lesbian gaze?”She looks at me, surprise etched on her face. “Exactly, you get it. I mostly have sketches so far but I have a number of works in mind.”“And then what?”“An exhibition of all my stuff including the nudes at a private gallery. Some sales I hope.”One of her charcoal drawings has what looks like a dildo in it, and I can’t help but ask about it.“Yes,” she confirms, “A strap-on actually. I am playing around with how to signal that the naked woman desires another woman.”My mind loses focus on her art, and I can’t help but ask, “You actually use a strap-on, Andie?”“Yes, we can try if you like.”“I don’t know… No, I want to, I want to experience your world.”She draws me in, kisses me, and I just know she has a plan by her tone of voice as she whispers, “We need a bath, want to share?”“Yes please.”In the bath, she lies back against me, her back against my chest, and asks, “Comfortable, Fleur?”“Very, I like holding you in my arms.”My fingers brush her nipples, and she whimpers. “You have very sensitive nipples,” I point out.“Mmm… I do and I like you playing with them.”I like teasing her, and suddenly an idea materialises in my mind.“Hey, you,” I say, gently pinching her nipple.“Hey yourself. Mmm, that is nice… I think I know what you have in mind.”She thinks she is so intuitive. “Easy for you to guess, I have already told you.”She giggles. “So why do you think I suggested the bath, Fleur.”Oh God, I think, this little minx is a step ahead of me. “You were plotting?”“Yeah. Guilty as charged.”I giggle and say firmly, “Then do as you are told; turn the faucet on and put your calves on the rim and slide forward.”She turns and just stares at me, and I know there is something I don’t understand. She then kisses me as softly and gently as I have ever been kissed.“Okay,” she whispers. And the penny drops, she isn’t used to being the one being bossed.She puts her calves in the rim, and slides forward. I hold her as she leans back onto me, caressing her sensitive nipples.“Raise your hips, and let the water fall on your clit,” I tell her.She whimpers when the water hits her pussy.“You are gorgeous Andie, strong beautifully hard body. I love your abs.” “Oh, God. This feels good.”“I know, yesterday I did this and came thinking of you. I adore the thought that I am holding you and getting you to cum thinking of me.”It almanbahis casino doesn’t take long for the relentless water to enslave her. And then, she almost screams, “Oh, baby girl. Fuck… Cumming.”Breathing deeply, she recovers leaning on me, before saying, “Wow, I will always think of you when I have a bath.”“I love that I actually have something new I can show you.”“You do every minute. More than I think you realize.”I giggle, pointing out, “I had to boss you.”She turns and kisses me. And then whispers, “And I had to accept being bossed. Dry yourself and come to the bedroom for part two of my plan.”After I dry myself, I find her standing next to her bed, wearing a strap-on. And the look on her face is catlike, predatory, even more so than last night.“You okay with this, Fleur?” she asks.“Yes, it felt good sharing my bath fun with you. I want you to share what you like with me.”I step up to her. Our lips meet, kissing passionately. And her hand drifts across my pussy.“I want you wet for me, Fleur.” Her tone is firm. “You in charge now?”Her tone changes, a little bossy now. “Yes, Fleur. You said you wanted me to share what I liked to do with you. So don’t answer back.”I get that she likes control. My hand draws her mouth to mine, and I kiss her, accepting her.Her fingers caress my pussy and I am so responsive to her touch. Building my desire, until I’m ready. “I feel ready,” I whimper.She looks at me, lust clouding her eyes, “My decision, baby girl.”My heart starts pounding, my breathing now heavy. Ceding control to Andie has had an amazing effect on me.“Fleur,” she orders, “Hands on the bed.”She turns me round so I am facing the bed, and stands behind me. She pushes me gently on the back so I bend over, hands on the bed, bottom pushed out, exposed. I am too impatient to wait for long, and I turn my head to see what is happening. Andie is coating the dildo with lubricant.“Erotic, baby girl?” she asks. It is and I shiver, not sure what is about to happen. But knowing I totally trust Andie.I feel the strap-on rubbing at the entrance of my pussy.“You want this, baby girl?” The rasp in her voice is intoxicating.Whimpering, I answer, “Yes please, Andie.”A pause, and then I feel myself being slowly filled by her cock. Pushing back, embracing her, I whimper, “Oh my God.”Feeling her hands grip my hips, I feel her begin to fuck me. And then she picks up the pace, harder and faster.It is different, exciting, and I surrender into her plastic cock. I don’t always cum from cock alone. But now, breathing, panting hard, the eroticism of the situation is driving my approaching orgasm. And I can’t help but moan, “Oh my God, yes… Andie yes.”And before I know it, the powerful orgasm arrives, strong, wonderfully strong, and rumbles through me.I collapse onto the bed and rest against Andie who lies beside me.“Well?” she asks when I have recovered my breath.“Amazing, I liked that, very much. But you, honey, were a woman possessed; I loved seeing that.”She kisses my cheek. “Um…”“Spit it out.”“More often I like to lead, sometimes I am okay with following. But I love giving it my all; I hope you don’t find that confronting?”“Not so far. I seem to be into to whatever you do.”“You are? Cool… Honestly, I am so thrilled by that.”“Really?”“Yeah really, we are so unbelievably in sync, Fleur. So, tell me what you want to do this evening? There are places open if you want to go out.”“My perfect evening? Somewhere small and intimate, good food, a bottle of wine. Holding hands, making eyes at you. Talking, I don’t care about what. Then I want to dance, not for long though. Because I want to come home and fall into bed with you.”“Your wish is my command. Let’s get dressed. I know just the place for dinner.”Thong underwear on, we are standing in front of a double mirror, topless, applying makeup, completely synchronized.She lights up a cigarette and inhales; then passes it to me. Looking at her in the mirror, I smile, and whisper, “Seductress,” before inhaling.That is rewarded with a hip bump, and we both giggle, knowing that we so connect in all facets of our lives. We finish our makeup and cigarette in perfect harmony.Andie dresses in apricot blouse and cream trousers. She looks gorgeous, as always. My choices are darker, deep blue silk blouse and black trousers.“You look gorgeous, Fleur,” she says.“You too. I love your style. Last night blew me away.”“I took ages getting ready as I really wanted to impress.”“Me too. That black dress is my best and the new bra certainty helped.”

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