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Awakenings
Part Four
by Ann Douglas
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“That was simply the best play I’ve ever seen.”
Kathryn said as they exited the theater.
“It was good wasn’t it,” Yolanda smiled. “I’m so
glad you enjoyed it.
“So what’s next?” Kathryn asked.
“I guess that’s up to you.” Yolanda said. “After all,
this is your night, isn’t it?”
Glancing up at the now dark night sky, Kathryn
considered for a moment that she really should be heading
home. As it was, she wouldn’t get there until well after
midnight.
“Is there somewhere we can go and get a drink?”
she asked instead.
“Well, there are a few nice places in the
neighborhood,” Yolanda said in response. “But they’re all
likely to be pretty packed on a Saturday night.”
“Oh, I really wanted to have a drink and maybe talk
some.” Kathryn pouted.
Yolanda took a few long moments to think about it.
Long enough for Kathryn to start framing another question.
One that was cut off as Yolanda finally spoke.
“Well if you really want to talk,” the olive skinned
woman said with a little hesitation. “I supposed we could
go back to my apartment, it’s only about twelve blocks from
here. I’m sure I have something were could have as a night
cap too.”
“That’s a fabulous idea!” Kathryn gushed with
enthusiasm. “Let’s go!” she added as she took Yolanda by
the arm.
“All right,” Yolanda surrendered. “But its this
way.” she said, turning both of them northward.
“My, this is nice,” Kathryn said as she looked up at
the old brownstone her friend had led her to. “Which floor
do you live on?” she asked.
“Actually, I live on all of them.” Yolanda replied.
“All of them?” Kathryn repeated as she looked up
at the three story building. “How can you afford that, the
rent must be incredible.”
“I sort of own the building.” Yolanda said as she
slid a key from her bag and put it into the lock of the first
floor door. “Me and First City Bank that is.”
Stepping inside, Yolanda turned on the light and led
Kathryn inside. The large room that took up much of the
first floor had been made into a combination office and
workroom, filled with several computers and peripherals.
“What’s all this?” Kathryn asked.
“This is Southstar Enterprises.” Yolanda replied as
she checked for any new email on one of the active
terminals. “This is what I do when I’m not consulting.”
“You run your own company too?” Kathryn asked.
“Sweetheart, I am my own company.” Yolanda
smiled. “President, Mailroom Clerk and Chief Bottle
Washer. Which is why the job I’m doing for Moore and
Ryan will be my last for a while. Southstar is finally
beginning to take off and I’m going to devote myself to it
full time for a while.”
“Can you afford to do that?” Kathryn asked
curiously. Wondering if she’d ever get the chance to do
anything like that.
“I can’t afford not to,” Yolanda said as she guided
Kathryn to the staircase leading to the second floor. “Not if
I ever want to break out from the pack.”
By the time they reached the second floor, Yolanda
had changed the subject. Kathryn still had at least a dozen
questions about what she had seen downstairs, but there
would be time for that later.
“Is white wine okay with you?” Yolanda asked as
she stepped into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.
“That would be fine.” Kathryn said as she looked
around the simply furnished living room. She couldn’t help
but compare it to her little apartment over her parent’s
garage.
“I fixed us a little snack too.” Yolanda said as she
came out of the kitchen with a tray filled with three kinds of
cheese and the wine.
“It looks delicious.” Kathryn said as she picked up
one of the wine glasses and took a sip. “This is also very
good.” she added.
“Would you like to hear some music?” Yolanda
asked as she turned on the bookcase stereo.
As the soft sounds filled the air, Yolanda sat down
next to Kathryn and took a taste of her own wine.
“Now there was something that you wanted to talk
about?” Yolanda asked as she put her glass down on the
small coffee table.
Kathryn took a long taste of her wine. Now that she
was were she thought she wanted to be, she hesitated. Long
silent moments passed as the redhead collected her
thoughts. Moments that Yolanda just sat there, she was in
no hurry.
“We don’t have to talk.” Yolanda said with a small
smile. “We can just sit here and enjoy the wine and music.”
So for the next ten minutes, that was exactly what
they did.
“I think I love you.” Kathryn suddenly blurted out.
“Really?” Yolanda said quietly as she took another
small sip of wine. “And how long have you felt this way?”
“I’m not sure,” came the reply. “A while I think,
but I didn’t realize it until today.”
Yolanda took another sip of wine, giving Kathryn a
moment to consider what she was saying.
“Have you ever had feelings for another woman
before?” Yolanda asked.
Kathryn quickly told her about Sally and her brief
introduction into female sex. The telling brought back that
same warmth between her legs.
“That’s lust, not love.” Yolanda noted. “Not that
there’s anything wrong with that at times.”
“And I have had feelings for some of my girlfriends
too.” Kathryn added.
“Ever tell any of them about it?” Yolanda asked as
she moved just a little bit closer.
“No,” Kathryn said. “I didn’t think any of them
would’ve understood.
“Not even Angela?” Yolanda asked as she took the
wine glass from Kathryn hand and put it down on the table
next to hers.
“Definitely not Angela!” Kathryn said quickly.
“Pity,” Yolanda mused. “She’s got dynamite tits.”
she laughingly added.
The comment caught Kathryn off guard. Then,
picturing the number of times she’d seen Angela’s big
nippled breasts in the flesh, she had to agree with Yolanda’s
assessment.
“I guess she does.” Kathryn smiled.
“But I’m glad she’s not here,” Yolanda said as she
leaned toward Kathryn. “And that you are.”
And then their lips met....
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The kiss Yolanda planted on Kathryn's soft lips was
like that she would give her sister. A light peck denoting
tenderness and affection. Then she kissed her again - this
time with passion. Kathryn felt the press of her tongue
against her lips and opened to receive it. Sparks erupted as
she felt Yolanda’s tongue brush up against her own.
Yolanda reached up with her hand and cupped
Kathryn's breast through the thin material of her sundress.
It felt so nice to the younger girl, sending another surge of
emotion through her. Now it was Kathryn’s turn as she put
her arms around Yolanda and kissed her with all of the
desire she could gather.
Kathryn and Yolanda sat there on the small couch
kissing like long lost lovers. Every time she felt Yolanda's
tongue slip through her lips, Kathryn's heart skipped a beat.
She hadn't been this excited since the first time she'd done it
with Eric. Unlike Eric, Yolanda's lips were soft and sweet,
the taste of cherry evident each time they pressed against
hers.
Another thing vastly different was the scent of
perfume that filled her as she pressed against Yolanda. So
unlike the smell of a man, it was soft and gentle. It was also
highly intoxicating.
"Why don't we get you a little more comfortable?"
Yolanda asked as she kissed Kathryn one more time.
With that, Yolanda pulled the zipper of Kathryn's
dress all the way down, exposing the lacy strap of a thin
yellow bra. With no objection from Kathryn, she pulled the
flowery print down across her shoulders and then began to
pull it further down toward her waist.
For a moment, Kathryn felt very exposed, which
was strange since she had no real phobia about being nude.
Yolanda made her self conscious about her body in a way
that no man ever had.
Yolanda began to kiss her way down Kathryn's
neck, running her tongue across the recesses of her throat to
the soft flesh of her collarbone. Her green eyes opened in
appreciation as she reached the pale white mounds cradled
by the sheer lace bra. The contrasts between her breasts
and the deeply tanned skin around it was highly erotic.
"You're breasts are so beautiful." the black haired
woman purred as she planted a soft kiss on the top of each
of Kathryn's enclosed globes.
A gentle tug on the thin material exposed the bright
pink nipple beneath it. The erect tip was only visible a brief
moment before it vanished between Yolanda's lips. She
wrapped her lips around the entire areola as she painted a
path with her tongue across it. Then her lips closed as she
sucked hard on just the now erect nipple.
A loud sign erupted from Kathryn as she felt the
wetness engulf her stiff nipple, bringing back the memory of
Sally’s touch from so long ago. The memory quickly faded
in the face of reality and the knowledge that Sally was a
rank amateur next to Yolanda .
With only one nipple exposed, Yolanda took her
time. Her tongue darting to and fro, tracing wide circles
around the pink nipple. Then she would tickle it directly
before taking it whole into her mouth again.
"Oh, this feels so good." Kathryn moaned as she
laid back with her eyes closed and just enjoyed the feel of
Yolanda's attentions.
“Let’s see how you like this?” Yolanda said as she
picked up the closest wine glass and poured just a little of it
on the center of Kathryn’s breast.
“Oh yes!” Kathryn gasped as Yolanda licked up all
traces of the wine.
A few minutes later, Yolanda exposed the other pale
white breast and repeated her performance. Sending
Kathryn further into a blissful state.
Finally satisfied. Yolanda turned her attention away
from her new playthings and kissed Kathryn again. This
time the kiss was brief, just enough to signal a temporary
end to their play.
"I want to try that on you." Kathryn said excitedly,
wondering what it would be like to taste another woman's
breasts.
"Oh you will soon enough, my new love." Yolanda
said as she planted another kiss, this time on the cheek.
"But I think we should be practical for a moment."
Kathryn looked at Yolanda for a moment. A
puzzled look on her face.
"This has already gone far beyond what I think
either of us had planned." Yolanda said. "Not that I’m
complaining, mind you. But if you do plan to stay here, I
think it might be a good idea if you called home and told
them."
The call home only took a few minutes. Virginia
Gray agreed with her daughter’s decision to spend the night
at her friend’s house. It was far too late for her to be riding
the subway and buses home.
A wicked smile formed on Kathryn’s face as she
spoke, imagining what her mother’s reaction would be if she
could see her right now. Standing in the center of the living
room, her dress still down around her waist with her
breasts hanging free. Her nipples still wet from the kiss of
her new lover.
Virginia started to suggest to her daughter that she
try to get home early in the morning and have brunch with
Eric, but Kathryn quickly dismissed that idea.
“I’ll probably have breakfast here, Mom.” Kathryn
said, bringing the conversation to a quick close. “I’ll see
you tomorrow afternoon. Bye.”
No sooner had Kathryn put down the phone when
she felt Yolanda’s arms close around her from behind. The
older woman pulled tight against her and brought her hands
up to cup Kathryn’s breasts, rubbing her fingers against the
stiff nipples.
“Mmmm.” Kathryn said softly as she closed her
eyes and cherished the warmth of the embrace.
Still holding her tight, Yolanda kissed Kathryn’s
neck, then her cheek, then finally ran her tongue along the
inner edge of the redhead’s ear.
Kathryn wanted this moment to last a lifetime, she
felt so warm and secure. The only thing that made it’s
passing bearable was the knowledge that it would only get
better.
Yolanda turned Kathryn around and kissed her softy
a few more times. She took Kathryn’s hands in her own
and guided them up under the bottom of her blouse,
pressing them against her own breasts. Kathryn squeezed
them softy, feeling Yolanda’s nipples through the thin
material of her own bra.
With practiced skill, Yolanda undid the buttons of
her blouse, letting it fall open, giving her friend a much
better look at her endowments. Then, just as quickly, she
undid the front clasp of her bra and let it fall free into
Kathryn’s hands.
Wasting no time, Kathryn let the material drop
away, quickly placing her hands back on the now exposed
flesh. It felt so warm to her touch.
“Can I kiss them?” she asked softly.
“Of course you can, darling.” Yolanda said with a
smile. “You can do anything that you want.”
Yolanda lifted one of her breasts and offered it as a
gift to Kathryn. She leaned down and kissed the center of
the dark silver dollar she had admired in the theater. Unlike
her own breasts, Yolanda’s were all one hue, a combination
of her nature color and a proclivity for nude sunbathing.
Her large nipples and wide areola where a dark brown,
several shade darkener than the surrounding skin. Kathryn
tickled the stiff nipple with her tongue, before taking it into
her mouth.
“Yesss,” Yolanda moaned as she felt the wet
embrace of Kathryn’s mouth. “You do that well.”
In reply, Kathryn let the hard nub slip from her lips
and ran her tongue across the wide circle a few more times
before taking it again fully into her mouth. Back in college
she had regretted the fact that she had never had the chance
to taste Sally’s breasts. Tonight she was going to make up
for that and much more.
After a few more minutes of play , Yolanda shifted
her other mound to Kathryn’s eager mouth to give her
neophyte lover a chance to feast on that as well.
As she worked her way across this new morsel,
Kathryn was intoxicated by the erotic combination of
Yolanda’s natural scent and the perfume she wore. In was
strongest in the deep, dark valley between her breasts, a
place the twenty-three year old was quickly becoming very
familiar with.
When she was satisfied that Kathryn had enjoyed
herself enough for the moment, Yolanda lifted both her
breasts and rubbed them against Kathryn’s own. They
kissed as their nipples rubbed against each other, their
tongues becoming one.
“I want you,” Kathryn panted as she broke the kiss.
“Right here, right now.”
“I have a better idea my love,” Yolanda said in reply
as she ran her tongue across Kathryn’s red lips. “We have
all night, and I want this to be special for you.”
As she spoke, she slipped her hand down and under
the hem of Kathryn’s dress. Sliding between the band of
her panties, her fingers came to rest on the redhead’s wet
mound. Yolanda rubbed against the lightly haired bush,
sliding her index finger up into Kathryn’s tunnel of love.
Back and forth she moved it, just enough to give
Kathryn a quick thrill. Then, just as quickly, she removed
her hand completely from her panties and brought it up to
her face. Even in the lamp light, Kathryn could see the
shiny residue of her excitement on the tanned index finger.
“Hmmmm,” Yolanda purred as she slid the
outstretched finger between her lips and licked it clean. “I
do so love a little appetizer before the main course.” she
laughed.
Kathryn smiled back, wondering what it would be
like to taste Yolanda’s nectar. A question that she knew
would be answered in a very short time.
“I want to give you a few minutes to catch your
breath,” Yolanda abruptly said. “To give you one last
chance to decide if this is what you really want.”
Kathryn opened her mouth to say something but was
stilled as Yolanda placed her index finger against her open
lips. She could easily smell her own scent filling her
nostrils. It was a heady aroma.
“Don’t say anything,” Yolanda continued. “I want
you to wait here and finish your wine. Wait fifteen minutes,
then if you’re still sure, follow me upstairs. I’ll be waiting
for you.”
With that, Yolanda broke the embrace and headed
up the wrought iron circular staircase and disappeared onto
the third floor.
The quiet swing of the pendulum on the wall clock
counted off each of those fifteen minutes as Kathryn sat and
finished her wine. The drink only added to the warmth that
still filled her body. The soft caress of Yolanda’s lips
against her own still tingled, more so those against her
breasts. In her heart, she felt more sixteen than twenty-
three, more like a virgin than an experienced lover.
Deep within her, Kathryn could hear a small voice
calling out to her. It was the voice of caution, urging her to
take a large step backwards and carefully examine what she
was about to do. That voice was balanced by that of her
soul, filled with the fire of suddenly realized dreams. At
that moment Kathryn recalled her dream of the night before.
Only this time she could see the face of her lover. It was a
face she had caressed so lovingly only ten minutes before.
The wall clock chimed the quarter hour, and
Kathryn put her now empty wine glass down on the table.
She looked up at the staircase leading to the third floor and
decided to follow the voice of her soul and dreams.
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