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Hello once again. As in the past, comments are both
appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions are also
welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it makes it
easier for me to get your reaction. One thing I do
ask is that you now include your first name and age
in your comments. It gives me a better idea who my
audience is.
- Scarlett’s Cove -
by Ann Douglas
Part 2
“Are you nervous?” the announcer asked as
she took her place on the stage.
“Yes.” she said awkwardly.
“Well don’t worry, just have fun.” the dark
woman said. “And remember, it’s for the kids.”
“Ladies, before I take the first bid, I just want
to take a moment to acknowledge Jeanette’s courage
in coming up here.” the announcer said into her
mike. “Up until we called her name, she didn’t know
her friend had entered her in the auction.”
That brought another round of applause,
ended only when she called for the first bid.
“$100.” Arlene called out.
“$125.” called out her friend, Kate.
“$150.” called out a third woman.
“$200.” Arlene bid as she smiled, glad that at
least someone else was bidding.
“$250.” came a bid from a new voice.
“$300.” shouted a voice familiar to Arlene.
What Arlene didn’t tell Jeanette was that she
had more than one ringer in the bidding. Even before
they had come down to the island, Arlene had found
someone who she believed would be the perfect
match for her friend. In the ten months since Emi
had left, Jeanette hadn’t gone out on a single date. In
fact, her only sexual release had been her own left
hand and the half dozen occasions when they’d slept
together. Sex with Jeanette had been truly great,
there was no denying that. But it was the mark of an
enduring friendship that made Arlene want something
more for her friend. She had set up this whole trip to
get her together with Diane.
“$350.” Arlene bid.
The plan was for the three of them to drive
the price up to $450, the price that she had told
Jeanette that she had been sold at and them have
Diane bid $50 more.
“$400.” called out Kate.
“$450.” Arlene countered.
There was a long moment of silence and then
Diane called out.
“$500.”
“Well I guess that’s it.” Arlene said to herself
in a pleased voice.
“$600.” called the voice of the woman who
had first bid $150.
Diane looked over to Arlene who was trying
to see past the crowd for the unseen bidder. The bid
was too high for her to continue without it seeming
suspicious to Jeanette. She nodded to Diane to keep
bidding.
“$650.” Diane waved.
“$800.” came the other voice.
“I don’t know who that woman is,” Arlene
thought, “but she’s screwing up all my plans.”
Catching Diane’s eye, Arlene held up her
index finger. That should knock the mystery woman
out of the bidding.
“$1,000.” Diane shouted as a murmur filled
the room.
The echo of her bid didn’t even have time to
fade before it was superseded.
“$2,000” called out her rival. “And I’ll
match any bid after that.”
Dead silence gripped the room. People shifted
position and Diane lost sight of Arlene. Without
specific instructions, there was no way she was going
to top that bid.
“Anyone else?” the amazed auctioneer asked
as the still calm continued. “Going once, .........going
twice......Sold!”
The room erupted in a thunderous applause.
“I thank you and the Sean McMurphy
Memorial Fund thanks you.” she added.
It took a few minutes for the room to calm
down and the next contestant to make her way to the
stage. Jeanette was stunned by what had happened.
How could Arlene have done this to her? How could
she have embarrassed her so?
“Well I hope you’re happy?” she said with a
trace of anger in her voice as she got back to the
table. “You just had to put in the winning bid didn’t
you. Couldn’t resist showing how much money you
could bid!”
“What are you talking about?” Arlene said.
“The winning bid, you just had to drive it all
the way up.”
“Well, I have news for you, girlfriend”
Arlene replied, realizing now that Jeanette couldn’t
tell who was bidding what from up on stage. “That
wasn’t my bid and it didn’t come from anyone I
know either.”
“What?” Jeanette said in astonishment. “Are
you telling me that was for real? That someone
actually bid that much money for me?!?!”
‘You got it!”
With that, Jeanette fell back into her chair in
shock.
“Excuse me.” said Mae who had suddenly
appeared at their table.
“Yes.” Arlene said, again returning the
young woman’s smile.
“The lady who put the winning bid on Ms.
Randolph here said she had to leave suddenly.” the
young girl said. “But she asked me to give you this.”
Jeanette hesitated a moment before taking the
offered note. Carefully she unfolded the small paper
and read the carefully printed words.
“What does it say?” Arlene asked.
“It says, please meet me by the waterfall pool
at 11:00.” Jeanette read. “It’s simply signed E.”
“Are you going to go?” asked Arlene.
“How can I not, the woman paid $2,000 to
meet me.” Jeanette said as she folded the paper back
into a square. “I have to go if only to find out why?”
“Do you want me to go with you?” Arlene
suggested.
“No, I’ll be OK. Besides, I’m sure you have
other plans.” she added as she looked again at Mae.
“It’s just like any other blind date.” Jeanette
said to herself as she walked along the shoreline.
“Except that I haven’t been on a date in seven years
and never a blind one.”
The warm evening had given way to a equally
warm night and a clear sky revealed a ebony blanket
sprinkled with stars. If nothing else, this place was
certainly romantic. In the distance, Jeanette could
hear the music of the disco still going strong. It
would go on that way until 1 am.
Checking her watch, Jeanette saw that it was
quarter after ten, she had plenty of time to walk over
to the falls. She took a look at herself in the water’s
reflection. Smiling, she had to admit that the image
was still as physically attractive as a few years
before. It was only her self-image that had suffered,
and that was mostly in the last nine months.
“Damn it, Arlene is right.” she said to the
gentle breeze. “I’ve got to put Emi behind me and
get on with my life.”
Undoing the top two buttons of her blouse,
the brunette opened it up enough to give a view of
her ample braless breasts. Might as well make a
good impression she laughed.
“Wearing my blouse like this, I really should
wear my locket.” Jeanette thought. It was originally
her grandmother’s and she had always worn it for
luck. “If I hurry, I could stop by the room and pick it
up.”
The area around the small living rooms was
pretty deserted, most of the guests were still out
having fun. The quarters Arlene and her shared were
on the second floor and she quickly moved up the
outside stairs. Once in the small three room
apartment, she quickly got her locket and was
already on the way out when she heard a noise from
Arlene’s room. Curious, she decided to take a quick
peek.
The scene that greeted her wasn’t unexpected
but it still surprised her. She’d seen Arlene nude a
good many times, after all they’d been occasional
lovers. Yet the sudden sight of her with another
woman was incredibly exciting.
Arlene was on her knees with her back to the
door. Standing above her, equally nude with her
arms and legs spread wide was Mae. Her old friend
had her face pressed hard against the young woman’s
pussy. After having been on the receiving end more
than a few times, Jeanette didn’t need either the look
of rapture on Mae’s face or the soft moans she was
uttering to know how enjoyable Arlene’s darting
tongue could be.
Jeanette had never really been interested in
voyeurism but found the scene fascinating. If she
didn’t have a pressing appointment, she’d be tempted
to stay and watch. As sexually charged as she felt as
this moment, she might even have thought about
joining in.
Quickly and as quietly as she could, Jeanette
backed out of the room. Reaching the top of the
stairs, she paused and looked back.
“Have fun, love.” she whispered.
11:00 came quick enough and Jeanette stood
at the edge of the waterfall pool. She hadn’t felt this
nervous since she was 16. A minute went by, then
two and three. Then suddenly a voice from behind.
“I’m sorry I’m late.” said a soft voice from
the shadows.
Jeanette turned to the sound of the voice but
couldn’t make out the speaker. It was another few
seconds before she stepped out of the shadows and
into the light of the nearby torches.
“Hi Jeanette.” the blonde woman said, a
warm friendly smile on her face.
The woman was an inch or two shorter than
Jeanette, as well as about 8 or 9 years younger. She
had a slim tanned body, graphically illustrated by the
same loose skirt Mae had work. The only difference
was that she wore a bikini top which barely contained
a 36c chest. Jeanette didn’t recognize the woman but
something about her seemed familiar.
“It’s nice to see you again.” the woman said.
“Again?” the older woman asked. “You
mean again after the auction, right?”
“Well, that too.” she replied. “But I was
thinking more of a long time ago.”
“I’m sorry, but I don’t know you.” Jeanette
said. “Are you sure you don’t have me mixed up with
someone else.”
“I don’t think so.” she said as she came
closer. “Jeanette Ann Randolph, you teach history at
Washington High School in Arrow Lake, NY and
you’ve been there for the last 11 years.”
“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!” Jeanette’s
mind raced. It was her worst nightmare come true.
Someone who knew her from back home.
“Relax, I’m a friend.” the woman added
when she saw the sudden look of panic on the
teacher’s face.
“Who are you?’ Jeanette demanded. “This
isn’t longer funny any longer.”
“Do you remember Elaine Gluszczak?” she
asked.
“Elaine Gluszczak...” Jeanette repeated as
she rolled the name over in her mind. “Just wait a
second, I know that name.”
It took a little while for her to make the
connection, then it came like a bursting dam.
“6 years ago, honors history.” Jeanette said
triumphantly. “I remember her now, very intelligent
young girl. If I remember right she went to MIT on a
scholarship.”
“You still have a good memory.” she replied.
“I still don’t get it, are you a friend or
relative?” Jeanette asked.
“Good on memory, short on deductive
reasoning.” the woman laughed. “I am Elaine.”
“You’re Elaine?” the teacher said in disbelief.
“Yes, I’m Elaine.” she said, now only a foot
away.
“Elaine I apologize, but I really didn’t
recognize you.”
“Few people who knew me back then
would.” Elaine laughed again. “Not unless I put
back my glasses and then also put back on an extra
60 or 70 pounds.”
The mental picture of the younger Elaine
abruptly filled Jeanette’s mind. She was a short
plump girl with few friends but a brilliant mind.
Jeanette had made it her business to become her
friend and help her explore the potential of her mind.
She hadn’t really thought of Elaine in years, there’d
been so many students since. Yet at the time she and
the young girl had almost been as close as Arlene and
her had been in her younger days.
“Elaine, I don’t understand all this.” Jeanette
said. “Why all of this auction stuff, if you wanted to
say hello why didn’t you just come up to me and say
hello.”
“I guess I wanted to make an impression.”
she answered.
“But $2,000 to make an impression!”
Jeanette said in amazement. “If I recall you went to
MIT on a scholarship, your family was barely making
ends meet.”
“That’s right, a scholarship you helped me
get. But don’t worry about the two grand, I was
planning to donate five to the scholarship fund
anyway.”
“Five thousand?” Jeanette repeated. Despite
her friendship with Arlene, she still wasn’t used to
dealing with sums like that.
“Let me explain it quickly, have you ever
heard of a company called Startech?”
“That’s one of those software companies,
isn’t it.” she answered. “I read about it in one of
those articles about the Internet in Time.”
“That’s the one.” Elaine replied. “Well
anyway, I formed that company in my senior year at
MIT along with two of my classmates. When it went
public last year, my share of the stock added up to
just a little under twelve million.”
“Well that certainly explains the how, but not
the why.”
“That’s pretty simple too.” Elaine continued,
her voice wavering for the first time. “There were
two things I never told you back in high school. The
first since I’m here at the resort should be pretty
obvious.”
Jeanette nodded in understanding.
“The other thing is that ever since I was 17, I
was and I guess still am, in love with you.”
There was a long pause before Jeanette could
manage to say a word. Even then, she simply said.
“We have to talk.”
Over the next half hour, Jeanette sat on one
of the beach benches and listened to Elaine’s tale. It
was both the most incredible and at the same time
tragic story she had ever heard.
“After my first year at college, I came back to
Arrow Lake to see you.” Elaine continued. “All
through high school I was certain that you had in
interest in women, but I never had the nerve to find
out. By the time I was 19 I’d found that nerve.”
Jeanette listened intently, it was like hearing a
replay of her own life.
I stopped by your house one day just before
you got home and waited outside. When your car
finally pulled up and you got out, I became certain
about three things. The first was that yes, you were a
lesbian. The second was that the oriental girl you
were with was your lover. And finally, the last thing
was “why would I ever have thought that you or
anyone else was ever going to be interested in a fat
ugly girl like me.”
“Elaine, the first two were definitely true.”
Jeanette interjected. “But never the third was never,
ever true. If I never realized your interest in me it
was because of your age, never because of what you
might have looked like.”
“Well, true or not, I believed it. Thankfully I
turned that anger into a positive thing. I learned to
spend as much time developing my body as I did my
mind. Not a bad result, huh.”
“No, not a bad result at all.” Jeanette said.
“In fact, I think you’re beautiful.”
“I’ve waited six years to hear you say that.”
Elaine said. “It was worth it.”
“So now what?’ the older woman asked.
“All of my life, I’ve been a great believer in
the concept of divergence points. That you have
certain points in your life where different elements
come together and you can change your destiny. If I
hadn’t waited for you that afternoon and saw you
and your lover, I wouldn’t have started taking better
care of my body. If I hadn’t pulled over one night to
help a couple of students stranded with a flat tire, I
wouldn’t have met John and Sally, my partners at
Startech. The key is to learn to recognize those
turning points.”
“And can you?”
“Not with certainly, but sometimes too many
different things come together to just be a
coincidence. I was already leaving the banquet hall
when they called your name. When I heard it, I was
intrigued enough to come back in to see who also
had that name. I never expected it to actually be you.
Then when I asked one of the waitresses about the
woman you were with and found out that she was
just your friend, I knew that I had an opportunity to
again change destiny. The rest you know .”
“Which leads us to where?”
“Well, if nothing else, it finally gives me the
opportunity to do this.” Elaine said.
With that, she pressed forward and kissed
Jeanette on the lips, bringing with that kiss, a half
dozen years of unrequited love.
Elaine was prepared to have all it all end here,
her hopes, her dreams, a thousand nights of fantasy.
All she wanted was this moment.
The kiss was oh so very brief, but enough to
give Jeanette the option of continuing or pulling
away. When it ended, Elaine paused for a moment,
then kissed her again.
Sensing no resistance, Elaine slid her tongue
between her lips and pressed it against Jeanette’s.
Excitement ripped through her as she felt the other
woman’s lips part to admit it. When their tongues
met, a jolt of electricity passed between them.
More kisses followed, alternating between
quick soft kisses and long soulful ones. Their hands
slid up and down each other’s bodies, delighting with
each others touch.
Softly rubbing her hand against the moist
mound between Jeanette's long legs, Elaine began to
match the action of her fingers with that of her
tongue. Soft expressions of delight began to issue
from the older woman.
Taking the quiet moans as encouragement,
Elaine reached up with her other hand and undid the
buttons of Jeanette’s blouse. The small buttons
quickly gave way, exposing the large pale pink
breasts beneath.
Jeanette sighed even louder as Elaine reached
out and placed her hands against her melon sized
mounds. The nipples were rock hard and the touch
of her slender fingers sent shivers through the older
woman’s body. The younger woman experimentally
ran her fingers back and forth across them, delighting
in the sweet sounds emanating from her former
teacher’s throat.
Elaine reached back and pulled at the small
bow that held her bikini top in place. It instantly fell
away, revealing firm round globes as deeply tanned
as the rest of her body. It only took another touch to
undo the clip that held the skirt. Even in the
moonlight it was apparent that Elaine made a habit of
sunbathing totally nude.
Elaine looked into her mentor’s eyes, quickly
loosing herself in their deepness. She couldn’t resist
kissing Jeanette one more time.
While their tongues slide back and forth,
Elaine cupped Jeanette's breasts. Then she bent
down and replaced her hands with her mouth. The
caress of her warm mouth sent a string of
encouragement running from Jeanette’s lips. Her
speech was so low that Elaine couldn’t understand
everything she was saying. The tone however, was
unmistakable. That and the slight pressure against
Elaine's head as she was again guided to the hard
dark pink nipples.
Elaine nuzzled at each breast for a while
longer, running her tongue in circles around the wide
areola. Then she began a slow journey downward.
A light film of saliva marked the trail of her tongue as
it moved down Jeanette's stomach and across her
belly button. Lower she went, nibbling her way to
the precious prize below. Her fingers griped the
elastic of Jeanette’s shorts and pulled them around
her ankles. Without conscious thought, Jeanette
stepped out of them.
Reaching the now thoroughly saturated
panties, Elaine took a moment to relish the aroma.
An aroma she imagined on countless lonely nights.
She kissed each thigh, again and again, before
moving on to her prize.
Her fingers slid under the sides of the plain
white pants, gliding across the priceless pearl with a
gentle reverence. She kissed the object of her desire
though the thin wet material, then slowly eased off
Jeanette’s panties.
It began as a flicker. Then a touch. Finally a
long loving caress. She could feel Jeanette's body
react to each stroke as she ran her tongue across her
clit over and over.
Jeanette began to buckle and spasm as Elaine
increased the intensity of her tongue's attack. She
slid her free hand down between her own legs and
slid first one, then two and finally three fingers within
herself. She quickly matched the tempo of her fingers
to that of her tongue.
Sweat ran down the older woman’s body as
she shook with each new ecstatic jolt. She could feel
the rising crest within her and knew that her first
orgasm in so many months was near.
Elaine darted her tongue in and out of
Jeanette's tunnel of love, causing the waves of
pleasure cascading up and down the older woman’s
body to double. The harder Elaine moved her tongue,
the faster the waves repeated
Faster and faster the waves washed over
Jeanette, each bringing her closer to an explosion .
Tears ran down her cheeks as she tried to delay the
fire within her so that she could enjoy each second.
With a yell, the history teacher climaxed as
she hadn’t since that last night with Emi. Her body
shook for endless seconds as she took in every
aspect of her rapture.
Elaine followed with her own much smaller
orgasm seconds later as her fingers covered with
her wetness. A much softer cry on her lips.
“Oh my dear God.” Jeanette panted as she
collapsed against Elaine’s kneeing form. “I’ve
missed that so much.”
What she didn’t say as she hugged the
younger woman was that it was the fulfillment of
her most forbidden sexual fantasy. That of having a
sexual encounter with one of her students. Arlene
had been so close to the mark earlier that evening it
had scared her. She was afraid to even talk about
her fantasy.
Both women collapsed to the ground,
entangled in each others arms. Silently they laid
there, caressing and kissing each other's body.
Finally, after what seemed an immeasurable span,
Jeanette lifted herself on top of Elaine and softly
whispered.
“My turn.”
She hoped Elaine would forgive her for
ignoring her beautiful breasts, but she would make it
up to her later. All she wanted at this moment was to
loose herself in the fragrant scent of her womanhood.
Elaine seemed to sense this and reached
down with her own hands and spread her pussy lips
apart. Without hesitation, Jeanette dove in. She
lapped at the young and sweet thing, moving her
tongue quickly and deeply into Elaine. Then she
brought the tongue up and hit the clit, causing sparks
to fly through Elaine's shaking body.
Jeanette ran her tongue against Elaine’s clit
again and again, striking it with a feverish feeling that
made her once forbidden lover feverish too. Feverish
with desire for more from this talented woman’s
tongue. .
Jeanette knew she was driving the tanned girl
insane with orgasmic feelings. Looking up she
studied Elaine as she sucked. Her protege was
feeling her own breasts as she moaned, tossing her
head back and forth on the sand.
Then in a burst of fire, Elaine began to come
with sighs and squeals. As she came she took her
hands off her tits and put them on the back of
Jeanette’s dark hair, pressing her head deep into her
pussy, telling her dream lover not to stop until she
had come with all her fury.
And come she did. With an orgasmic fury that
superseded Jeanette’s explosion of only a short time
before. Never have she reached such a plateau with
any previous lover. Not even in her wildest dreams
had she imagined it would be this wonderful.
Where Jeanette had shouted to the stars,
Elaine simply moaned in quiet satisfaction, the tone
of her voice not reflective of the bodyquake
assaulting her. Behind her closed eyes, bursts of
starlight blotted out the heavens. As the ripples of
passion began to fade, her only fear was that it would
never again been this good.
“Are you all right?” Jeanette finally asked
when the young woman failed to move after a few
minutes.
“I have never felt so right.” Elaine said as she
lifted herself up into a sitting position.
“I thought we were going to talk about this.”
Jeanette said as she pulled up along her.
“I seem to remember you telling me once that
actions speak louder than words.” Elaine replied.
“And if I really wanted something, I should reach out
and grab it.”
“I always knew my big mouth would get me
in trouble some day.” the teacher grinned.
“I hope we have this much trouble every
night.” Elaine added. “We have six more nights
here.”
The statement hit Jeanette like a brick. The
last few hours she had been living in a fantasy world.
She didn’t have Arlene’s passion for casual flings.
The thought that this had been one of them now
troubled her.
“And then we go back to our lives.” Jeanette
said, a touch of sadness in her voice.
“I guess so, but you never know what the
future will bring.” Elaine responded.
“If you say so.” Jeanette said, her elation
already started to pale in the light of reality.
“Remember what I said before, that I was a
real believer about divergence points and how some
things just seem to fall in place.”
“Yes.” Jeanette answered, feeling more let
down with each passing moment.
“Well you might have noticed that new
building they’ve been putting up about a half mile
from your apartment complex in Arrow Lake, the
one by Lake Drive.”
“I’ve driven past it.” the now confused
woman replied.
“Well I guess you’ve never looked at the sign
in front.”
Jeanette just looked more confused.
“Future home of Startech” Elaine smiled. “I
made the decision to move back home months ago.
See what I mean about things coming together at the
right place and the right time.”
“I....I don’t know what to say.” Jeanette
said, her face lighting up once more.
“Well, even after the building opens next
month, I still have to find a place to sleep. Think you
can help me with that?”
“I think that together we could come up with
something.’ Jeanette beamed, suddenly feeling a
warm glow fill her heart - a glow too long absent.”
“Good, now that we’ve got that settled, shut
up and kiss me. We’ve got a lot of lost time to make
up for.”
And in that moment, the student became the
teacher, and the teacher the student.
END
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