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It Started in the Rain Ch. 04
4:00 pm Monday
The phone rang. I was at my desk writing a report for a school. The sound of the phone brought me back to the office. I answered.
Lee.
This is Pete Megan s boyfriend.
Hi Pete. What can I do for you? I wondered if this call was about to be about Megan fucking someone besides Pete last weekend.
Lee I had a fight with your daughter last night.
And…?
And I need some advice on what to do now.
You want Megan s Dad in the middle of this?
I don t know who else to talk to.
Megan.
That won t help. I know how she feels and it s tearing me apart.
Stop. I ll coach you but on my turf. I don t want to know what started the fight. I don t want any of the details. I want short answers to my questions. Agreed?
OK.
Whose problem is it?
She caused it!
You need to concentrate here. Listen to the question. I m asking you whose problem is it right now?
Mine.
And who do you want to solve the problem?
Megan.
Can you give one good reason why Megan should solve your problem?
We are in relationship?
Nice answer but it won t work. If I put on a purple shirt and we are going somewhere together and you just don t like purple shirts is my shirt color my problem?
No. It s my problem.
And you can ask me to please change shirts but you know I can say No. You know that the shirt is not a problem over here. It is your problem. How can you solve your problem?
I can stay home and not go wherever we were going.
Any other possibilities?
I could decide that your shirt is not my problem and I can ignore it.
Good. Now since the problem you have that involves Megan is your problem what can you do to solve the problem?
I can let it go and try to be OK with what she told me or I can end the relationship.
That sounds like two options at the extremes of the continuum of possibilities. Are there any other options?
Either I m OK with what she said or I m not.
Are you?
No.
Can you be?
There was a pause. No.
Can you continue to live as you are living if the answer is no?
No.
My coaching is this: Change how you are living. Whatever Megan said to you has altered the relationship. Women do that sometimes. Men do that sometimes. Relationships seldom stay the same for long periods of time. What do you want to happen?
I want her to…
Stop! You cannot want her to anything! That is unrealistic. The question is what are you going to do?
I cannot live like this. This is a deal breaker.
Are you moving or is Megan?
I don t know.
When you decide let me know. Since it sounds like you ve decided to break up with my daughter I want you to know that you will be welcome at any family gathering that Megan invites you to. I will not invite you to any family activities. I will be willing to coach you anytime but you will no longer get the family discount of 100%. Just like all my clients you will pay for every conversation of coaching up front. None of that means I think less of you or that my opinion of you has changed.
I ll think all that over and call you after I talk with Megan.
If it s easier just have Megan call me.
OK. Thanks.
You re welcome. Good-bye.
I hung up and turned back to the computer. That went well. He was being run by a belief that he picked up somewhere that told him that if Megan fucked someone that was totally unacceptable. He believed that one person should love only one person. That belief was about to cost him.
Ten minutes later the phone rang again.
Lee.
Megan.
Hi Honey! What s up?
I think Pete is going to call you.
No I don t think so. He already did.
Did he tell you about the fight?
No details. He wanted coaching so I gave him some. I gave him the Whose problem is it? talk. Now he is solving his problem. Either he will call me when it is solved or you will.
Dad if his solution is to break up with me I can t afford to live here alone. Can I move in with you until I can get a roommate or two?
You can move in with me tonight if you want. I promise you can stay a month. Anytime during that month we can talk about you living here and what that would mean for after the month. When do you want to move?
My car is full. I can come back tomorrow and get the rest if I can use your van. Can I come home tonight?
You have a key. Would you like it if I made dinner for us?
Yes! I ll be there in less than an hour.
I love you.
I love you too.
I set the timer on my desk for thirty minutes and went back to work. When the timer sounded I stopped work and went to the kitchen. I used a packaged Garlic Chicken Stir-fry as the beginning and added rice and some of my own touches. When it was done Megan walked in.
In the past our hellos were short hugs and brief kisses. This time she walked up to me sat her purse and the bag she carried on the counter and our hug was long intimate and the kiss insistent and probing. My how that young woman could kiss. Pete was going to miss that!
We ate and talked. She told me how she had learned some valuable lessons living with Pete but that he wasn t as open as she was about a lot of life issues. I didn t need to know about how she told him about fucking someone else and loving someone else and Megan knew that so she didn t go there.
After we unloaded her car and put her stuff in what was a guest room we sat in the family room and talked some more. We talked about how Kat and Pam fit in my life and now hers. She told me that she had known since she was twelve that she was bi. She even told me about how she figured it out. She surprised me by telling me how she figured out what the problem was in my marriage with her mom. Neither my ex nor I had really talked with the kids about the depth of the problem between us. Megan was right on target with what she had figured out.
My ex had much the same beliefs that Pete did. I discovered that I could and did love more than one person. Some I loved and that didn t include any sexual component and some I loved and that included sexually. In my wife s eyes almost any physical contact between people not married to each other was sinful and wrong. I hugged almost everyone I knew. Our marriage ended because I would not limit my love or my physical affection to just her. I didn t commit adultery according to the law. I didn t have coitus with anyone while I was married or while they were.
10:45 pm Monday
When I saw the time I said I was going to bed. Megan just sat there looking at me. There was a question in her eyes.
Come on. Let s shower and go to bed. Her eyes brightened and she raced me to the shower.
I noticed the bruises on her breasts as I soaped her. I remembered how Pam had put one of them there.
Yes Pete saw the hickies but only after I told him about fucking someone else.
We dried each other and went to bed. There is something so special about falling to sleep spooned up against someone you love. As I spooned against Megan s back and we started to fall asleep she said Daddy I love loving you.
You feel so good right here next to my heart. I love you too.
About 9 am Tuesday
Morning came gently. We woke up together and took our time welcoming the new day. We slowly joined and talked while we moved in the dance that leads to a deeper connection. It was like kissing when you know the promise is for later not right now. We didn t rush towards an orgasm. We joined as a way of being One. When we were ready to shower and start our days we kissed some dozen or more times and then got up.
In the shower Megan spoke.
I ve never done that before.
What are you talking about?
We made love and neither one of us came. It was so sweet. It was gentle and loving without the urgency. Where did you learn that?
Bonny taught me that.
Bonny was the woman who had MS wasn t she?
Yes. Fucking to climax was painful so we learned together how to love differently. I loved the slow gentle joinings we shared.
Joinings?
A word I picked up somewhere. What we just did and what Bonny and I did wasn t fucking. There is urgency in fucking. I ve never liked the term making love. If the love isn t already there putting a cock in a pussy won t make it. Gently joining the bodies of two people who already love each other is joining. Joining connects people physically who are already connected in spirit.
You really loved her didn t you?
Still do.
I m sorry we missed the funeral.
She knew where we were and she needed to go not wait on our being available. I miss her. I miss your mother too. And lots of other people who were in my life and aren t as present anymore.
We exited the shower and dressed for the day. Megan took the van and went off to Pete and her apartment. I took the report to the school and came back before noon.
The rest of our week went quietly. I taught three classes and accepted two new bookings for seminars. Megan went to work each day and stopped by her apartment on her way home each day after work.
About 6 pm Thursday
When she got home Thursday evening she said she was finished. All her stuff was out of the apartment and she and Pete had talked.
That evening I got two calls one from Pete and one from Kat.
Pete wanted me to tell him where Megan was staying. I asked if he thought Megan had forgotten to tell him. He said no. I asked if he thought she wanted me to tell him where she was. He thought a few seconds and said Probably not.
I didn t tell him.
When Kat called I filled her in on Megan s situation and asked if she and Pam were available for this weekend.
I am but Pam is working Saturday day watch.
So I ll pick you up at seventeen hundred on Friday and we can pick up Pam at seventeen hundred Saturday.
Great! But isn t that a lot of driving for you?
You and Pam are both worth it! As we talk I m thinking: what if we don t come home on Friday night but stay somewhere nearer the base until time to pick Pam up?
Like the No-Tell Motel?
No. Like a quiet little place I know of that is quite romantic as I recall reading somewhere.
Oh now you re talking!
Kat I want you to answer from your heart. Do you want Friday night to be just you and me or do you want me to invite Megan?
Will she be hurt if I say I want you to myself?
No I don t think so. She has been here with me every night. I think it would be just fine for her to stay behind this time.
What if I wanted her to come and pick me up and leave you behind?
Well I know her financial situation and in that case you two will be at the No-Tell Motel.
Oh well that changes everything! There was laughter in her voice. I choose you for all the best financial reasons!
Seriously if you ladies want time together without me I m OK with that. I know that for the relationships between you to grow you ll need time together. I would like it not to be this weekend if that s OK with you.
This relationship is getting really serious. Sometimes I think about us and it feels like we re old married people all comfortable and everything. Sometimes I m aware that every part of this is new and strange and weird.
This relationship is just as serious as you want it to be. I m not going to marry any of you. I am loving each of you. Do you feel loved?
I do! That s one of the things I m having trouble with. I ve been told all the stuff about one man one woman. Now here I am in relationship with a man and two women! Part of my brain thinks I should feel guilty and run off to a convent or something.
What about the other part of your brain?
It loves when you hold me. It loves being kissed by any of you. It loves when we are together and suddenly we are all laughing together. The other part of my brain loves waking up holding and being held by people who love each other.
How much of that feeling is available in the convent?
None!
Choose.
I ll be at the gate at seventeen hundred with no panties on.
Me too Honey. See you then. We both were laughing as we hung up.
I talked with Megan about the weekend. She understood about Kat wanting some one-on-one time with me. She also was flattered that Kat wanted some one-on-one with her too.
After 11 pm Thursday
I walked into the bedroom and found that Megan had made some changes. The sheets had been changed and the quilt that normally lived on the bed was replaced with a light down comforter. Megan had put two small tables near the bed and each had three candles on it. They were scented and the fragrance of vanilla softly filled the room. Megan was no where to be seen.
On the bed was a red bordered piece of paper that said shower and shave please. I showered and shaved. When I walked back into the bedroom Megan was in bed waiting for me.
I got into bed and as I leaned back onto the pillow Megan kissed me. It was a kiss that communicated passion and urgency. I gave it back to her.
The kiss ended and Megan spoke I want to tell you what I want. I want to be filled by you. I want to play with you and have you play with me until I explode! If I can I want to fall asleep with you still inside me.
Since you have told me what you want let me tell you what I want. When I m done you can tell me if you still want what you said.
I rolled over on top of Megan and kissed her neck. As I did I said I want to start by kissing your neck and ears.
Many minutes passed with no more words spoken. Sounds were made by both of us but no words were spoken.
I want to move my attentions to your chest.
Using my hands I held her by the wrists and extended her arms out away from her body. I leaned out to her right elbow and kissed the inside. Each successive kiss moved up her arm and soon I was kissing her underarm. Megan squirmed when I kissed her there. She moaned softly. She turned her head and watched me. I continued my trail of kisses up onto her chest and to her breast. I knew from the weekend before that she really liked having her nipples sucked and not so gently either.
I encircled her areola and nipple with my lips and waited. When I felt Megan lift her chest ever so slightly I sucked hard for about two seconds and released. Megan gasped and said Suck me!
Gently I sucked her in again. My tongue tip went around her nipple as I increased the pressure of my sucking. I held the pressure steady when she whimpered. I knew she was at that special place where pain and pleasure both existed together. Any more pressure and the pain would push the pleasure away.
I held on as long as I could then the need to breathe demanded I stop. I did not release the lip lock. I took two long slow breaths through my nose and began to again suck on her areola and nipple. This time I flicked my tongue across her nipple and she moaned and said Yes! Oh Yes!
I continued to hold her wrists away from her body. When I could no longer hold the pressure I released my lip lock on her. I kissed down into the valley between her breasts and up onto her left breast. With tongue tip I encircled her areola a few times Before I took it in and began the sucking I knew she wanted.
As I increased the pressure I felt her hips begin their motion rubbing her mons against me. I pressed back. I sucked her breast in more than just the areola and nipple I sucked in all I could get.
Oh Yes! Oh Daddy I m gonna cum! Oh nnnnnnnoooowww!!
Megan moved as much as she could with me on top of her. Her legs were open and I was between them. I felt a rush of wet against my lower belly and Megan went limp. I released her wrists and my lip lock on her breast. As she calmed I rested my head between her breasts. I listened and felt her heart beat.
We talked softly as her breathing and heart rate slowed. She wondered out loud about how being with me like this was going to affect her future. Especially her future with other men and women.
Are you wondering if you can have a successful relationship after being loved by me?
I know I can love someone else too. I already have. I love Pete. But Pete doesn t love like you do.
You may not want to hear this Sweetheart but most women who want to really be loved need to teach the men in their lives how to do it.
Why?
Women are put together differently than men. Men aren t as naturally interested in the relationship as women. No I said that inaccurately. Men aren t as interested in the kind of relationship that women are interested in having. Years before your brother got married he told me he wanted a son. He wanted to play catch teach his son about baseball do stuff together. He never said he wanted a wife home two car garage washer and dryer. Your sister told me about her someday husband when she was seven! She told me about their home yard and color scheme before she had ever been on a date.
She got all that stuff too.
And a husband who doesn t pay attention to her.
He is a dick!
No. He is the man biology and training have him be. His biology has him interested in the things he s interested in. His training or lack of it have him ignoring what his wife craves.
Could you help him?
I could if that was what he wanted. It isn t. We had a conversation last Thanksgiving about their marriage. He wants her to be happy without him doing anything. In that way he s a lot like your Pete. Pete wants you to be happy without him having to do anything he isn t already doing.
As if.
Whoa. Don t be angry at Pete. I ve been saying for over twenty years that if women don t like the men they have they need to look at the way they raise their sons. In some measure Pete is just the way his Mom his grandmother and aunts raised him to be. Biology has a huge influence as well but men can be socialized to be more than the animals they were born as.
I met grandma a few times. She didn t make you who you are. She didn t know much about relationships or love. I never felt that she loved anyone.
In my case I must have had a dose of the more female hormones as a baby along with somehow noticing that there was something missing in my life.
Is that why we were raised so differently than any of our friends?
Yes. I wanted you to grow up knowing that I love you. I made lots of mistakes I m sure but they were mistakes that still headed you toward the conclusion that I love you.
Daddy would you lay beside me?
As soon as I did Megan slid down and stroked me until I was hard. She slowly buried me in her pussy and then rocked back and forth. Not hurried not urgent. Her hands pressed on my shoulders and she looked in my eyes. I held her hips with feather touch.
We rocked like that for a long time. Gradually I felt her arousal growing. I focused on my mantra thought over and over in my head I will love you every moment. She leaned over a little more so the contact of her clit was stronger on me.
That put her breasts right in front of my face. I lifted my head towards her right nipple and took it in my mouth. I sucked not as hard as earlier but strongly. Megan pressed her breast into my face and her orgasm took over.
Megan held my head slammed her pussy tight against me her inner walls gripped me and I flooded her. She shook and the collapsed. I wrapped my arms around her and within seconds she was asleep.
A couple hours later she woke up still on my chest.
Daddy. We need to shower and I need to pee.
We did all that and changed the sheets. When we were back in bed she said I m so happy I want to cry.
I wrapped her in my arms kissed her neck and slowly fell asleep.
Friday
As I came awake I realized I was alone. Megan had dressed and eaten and left without waking me. The clock showed 09:23am. I left the warmth and comfort for a shower and clothes. There were as they say places to go and people to see.
Before I left the house I packed some clothes for the weekend and called my friend Richard. Richard lives in Ojai and knows everyone in town who has been there more than a month. I told him I was looking for a nice place to stay that wouldn t kill my wallet and would be a bit romantic. He said he would call me on my cell when he had things arranged. He also wanted to know details of who the new woman in my life was and how long she had been in my life. I told him that if he was nice he would get to meet her at dinner.
I put my bag in my Honda and went back in the house for a couple of CD s to listen to when the phone rang. It was Kat. Her relief knew she was running away with me for the evening so had called to say she was taking over at 1430 instead of 1630. Kat wanted to know if I could pick her up at 1445. I said I would be there smiling.
Ten minutes later I was on the road. My cell rang at 1430. It was Richard. We had reservations for both a suite at one of the great places in Ojai and a quiet restaurant in town. Dinner was at 1800. Actually that s a translation. Richard said our reservations were for six o clock. Spending time with and thinking about Kat and Pam had my head back on military time. I had even wondered a couple of times what time it was GMT.
Richard wouldn t tell me where either reservation was. That way he insured that we would have dinner with him and he would get to meet Kat. I said we would meet him at his business at 1730. He wanted to know what time that was. 5:30.
As I pulled to the gate Kat was standing just inside the gate still in her whites. Her bag in her left hand she returned the guard s salute and headed for my car. I got out opened the trunk and my arms. Kat tossed her bag in beside mine and gave me a brief kiss. I walked her to the passenger door and held it open for her. After she was seated I closed the door and started to turn towards my door. The guard snapped to attention and threw me a salute and a smile. I took that as a gesture of respect and maybe a little admiration and returned it.
We headed north. We had never been north of the gate together.
Hi Lee. Have I told you that I love you today?
You mean with words?
Kat s face lit up with a wonderful smile. Yes with words.
In that case I don t think you have. The worse part is that I have been equally remiss in taking any opportunity to vocalize my deep and abiding feelings for you. May I with your permission rectify that depressing situation by telling you at this very moment that I love you?
Oh yes dear Sir please do.
I love you and every bra you own.
Just my bras? Kat s smile was lighting up the area. Her posture had shifted so her breasts were quite prominent. Somehow she had opened a button at the top of her uniform. The creamy skin that showed flowed into the lacy edge of her white bra. I was faced with the challenge of driving safely or looking at the scenery of her cleavage. I smiled and watched the road while I reached into her Navy uniform and played with her warm skin.
At the turn of the freeway by the sign that said Ojai Kat smiled. I drove up the canyon to Ojai pointing out some of the things to see. As we got closer to Ojai Kat asked Why are we going to Ojai?
I have a friend who lives here. He wants us to have dinner with him. He got us a really good deal on a place to stay for the night. Ojai is 36 miles from the base.
Your friend has a name?
Richard.
He knows about us?
He knows I am no longer alone.
Does he know just how not alone you are?
Richard knows that I am bringing a woman I care for up to Ojai tonight. That s all he knows.
But he has been your friend for a long time?
About fifteen years.
How soon will we be in town?
How soon do you need to be there?
Oh a bathroom would be nice. I d like to get out of uniform before I meet people if that would be alright with you.
I pulled off the highway at the car wash. I knew from other trips up to Ojai that they kept the bathrooms spotlessly clean. Kat buttoned her uniform grabbed her bag from the trunk and went inside. I waited. Five minutes later Kat was back wearing jeans hiking boots and a western shirt. Damn that woman looked good!
As she got into the car I asked Are you hungry?
No. A bit thirsty.
They have sodas juices and water inside. Can I get you anything?
Two bottles of water later we were on our way. I drove through town and towards the mountains beyond. The locals call them mountains but I m from Colorado. To be a mountain it needs snow on it at least five months a year. These are green to the top all year.
Just as the road starts to get serious about going up there are orange groves on both sides of the road. I stopped the car. We gathered some of the fallen oranges. The owner of these trees is a friend of Richards and he said I could collect as many of the fallen as I wanted. I gathered as many as I could carry and dumped them on the floor behind the front seats. Now the car would smell good for the rest of the weekend. Kat had never been in an orange grove before so she wandered among the trees and smelled the wonderful smell of thousands of oranges. These groves were filled with oranges that were about the size of softballs and each tree held hundreds.
Back in the car Kat picked one and peeled it. She fed me sections and she ate one gave me one ate one until the orange was gone.
Free giant oranges! Life is good!
It s good to have friends.
At the top of the mountain we stopped at a retreat center and wandered their grounds. We found a water fountain and Kat washed the orange juice off her hands and face. The retreat buildings were closed but the view and the gardens were available and Kat thought them special. We found a bench to sit on and while we looked at the valley below we also spent some time getting physically reacquainted.
At five we loaded back into the car and drove into town. I had Kat call Richard on my cell and ask him if he was at his business or wanted us to meet him at a restaurant. He wanted us to come to his business. He wanted to ask Kat lots of questions but she quickly ended the call.
He has lots of questions.
Only answer the one s you want to. He only asks because he loves me worries about me and knows it has been a long time since I was with someone. You can tell him anything you are comfortable with. Know this as well he is very good friends with a woman we have both been in relationship with. He will probably call her tonight after we go to the hotel and tell her everything.
I parked in from of Richard s business. A small house with a sign out front that said Richard s Design and Art. As we stepped out Richard came out of his shop and with him came Madaline the woman I had just spoken of.
Introductions were made and we all got into Richard s four-door truck and went to dinner. On the way Kathleen answered their questions with a guarded openness that I found myself admiring. Every time I attempted to jump in and help her either Madaline or Richard would deftly reroute the question back to Kathleen.
Dinner was served to us within a minute after we arrived at the restaurant. The table was on a wide porch of what appeared to be a huge home. We never saw a menu. Richard knew all of us except Kathleen well. I was served water with ice and lemon and a glass of Diet Coke. Madaline got her pinot grigot Richard had a frosty mug and a bottle of some foreign beer. The waiter asked Kathleen what she wanted to drink. A chardonnay.
As we ate dessert a trio began to play inside the restaurant. Madaline took Kathleen and off they went to the bathroom. I asked Richard if he wanted to go to the men s room and pee with me. He declined. When the ladies returned I danced with Madaline and Richard danced with Kathleen.
Lee she is delightful!
So does that mean you approve?
I just want you to be happy. If it s with her that s great.
From the moment we met there has been something special about her.
Have you been in her bed?
No. She has been in mine.
So she knows. A statement not a question.
Knows?
That you eat pussy better than any other man.
That bit of expert evaluation can only come from someone with vast experience in the field of research. I don t honestly think she has done enough research to make the statement.
I have been eaten on every continent on the planet and for over forty years and I can tell her you are the best!
Thank you. I can tell you that of the small number of pussies I have enjoyed yours is certainly one of the best tasting most memorable and sweetest.
The music ended and we turned to go back to our table. Kathleen asked What were you two talking about? I couldn t even get your attention.
Madaline answered We were talking about eating pussy. Lee is the best in the world.
Kathleen brightened Oh God I don t know about the whole world but he s the best I ve even been with!
Thank you ladies.
And I m still chopped liver? Richard said looking downcast.
Richard if you weren t nearly perfect I wouldn t have come all the way fro Canada to spend a week in your bed.
OK. I feel better. Madaline kissed Richard and I kissed Kathleen. The music resumed and we danced a couple more dances. Richard then told us our reservations were at the Ojai Valley Inn. That is the finest place in Ojai and way out of what I usually am willing to pay for a night s lodging.
Whoa. How much for this room?
Not a room a suite. All you pay is the tax. Tonight will cost you less than a room at the Motel 6 in Ventura.
He handed me the key and we left the restaurant. We never got a bill. Richard either paid would pay or somehow the meal was free. It is good to have friends.
We parted with hugs kisses and whispers from Madaline. I don t know what she said to Kathleen but to me she said I m wet thinking about being eaten by you. I bit her ear kissed her neck and let her go laughing. If men got wet thinking about being with someone the memories of my nights with Madaline would have had me dripping.
I started the car and as we pulled from the curb Kat said You love her don t you?
From the first day I met her many years ago.
Why aren t you together?
Her life is in motion and so is mine. Her s swirls one way and mine another. I love her and she loves me. Being together is what is tough. She needs to be in Canada now and I need to be right here.
In my past I would have seen her as a threat. It is obvious that she wants you. I m not threatened. If you had invited her to our room tonight I wouldn t have been upset. She isn t a threat.
Neither is Pam or Megan.
Oh I know that!
We rode along in silence until Kat s cell rang. I gathered that the call was from Pam. A minute into the call that was confirmed.
Just a sec I ll ask Lee. Lee Pam wants to know if we can be at the base at eleven hundred hours tomorrow. There is someone she wants you to meet and the two want to have a meeting with us.
You know what about?
No. Can we do it?
Eleven hundred? We can do it. Kat told her we were staying at the Ojai Valley Inn and gave her the room number hung up and we parked. I carried both bags and Kat carried the key. We went to the suite and I was blown away! The suite had a living room an office with desk and two chairs a huge bathroom with big shower and a Jacuzzi tub and a bedroom with two king sized beds. I knew the entire Inn is in Mexican/southwestern theme I just had never seen inside a suite. Browns and golds dark wood furniture and tile floors. From our bedroom two French doors opened to a patio that was private and had a view out into the valley.
Kat went onto the patio and looked out into the valley. There were very few lights. I followed her out and held her.
Lee I ve been thinking.
I know. Your thoughts are almost loud enough for me to hear but not quite.
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