Hilary Meets Tiffany (A Story of Walnut Grove) by Kelly Adams

Hilary was staring at the blonde girl with the big boobs.

She was trying to be discreet, but Jo noticed.

The two girls were having morning coffee in the student union at the
community college where Hilary was a freshman. Jo was dropping her
off before heading to work.

"If you're going to stare at her like that, you ought to at least go
talk to her," Jo told her friend.

"What? Oh god, no--I'd be mortified!" Hilary said.

"I thought you wanted to meet new people?"

"Well, yes, but..."

Jo stood up and started to walk over to where the blonde had paused
to sip her coffee. "If you won't, then I will for you."

"Wait, no..." Hilary protested, but Jo just ignored her.

Jo & Hilary's relationship had changed a few weeks ago. They weren't
exactly taking a break--more like they were taking a break from being
exclusive. Jo was totally in love with Hilary and knew that
eventually they would end up together. But the younger Hilary needed
to explore herself more before settling down, and Jo understood
that. So they were free to see other people; but Hilary could be a
bit shy, so Jo was taking it upon herself to help her good friend
along.

The girl that Hilary had been checking out was awfully cute, with
long blonde hair and a slightly round face. She carried a backpack
on one shoulder and wore faded jeans and a thin white sweater, the
latter of which could not hide her ample bosom.

"Hi," Jo said to the girl as she approached. "I'm Jo."

Jo held out her hand, which the girl took and shook. "Tiffany."

"Nice to meet you, Tiffany. This is going to sound strange coming
from a complete stranger..."

"That's okay, go ahead."

"My girlfriend over there, Hilary." Jo pointed over at where Hilary
was sitting. Hilary was looking on with interest, but at the same
time looked like she wanted to crawl away with embarrassment.

"I see her. She's cute."

"Yeah, she is." Jo knew that Hilary, with her petite body and long
ponytailed brown hair, had an inescapable aura of cuteness about her
that most people found very attractive. "Anyway, she thinks you're
kind of hot and would like to meet you. But she's too embarrassed to
do it herself, so I'm stepping in for her."

"Oh yeah? Wait, did you say that she's your girlfriend?"

"Yes--well no--well, it's complicated. She's not looking for anything
serious, just a little fun. Are you game?"

"Yeah sure," Tiffany said. "I never turn down a chance to meet and
have fun with cute girls!"

"Cool. Come on over with me," Jo said.

"I have to say, I've never been hit on by proxy before," Tiffany
said as they walked.

"It's a first for me too," Jo said.

When they got back over to the bench Hilary stood up and Jo made the
introductions. "Hilary, this is Tiffany."

"Hi," Hilary said, overcoming her shyness.

"Hi yourself," Tiffany said. "Your friend here says you might wanna
hang out a bit and have some fun?"

"Yeah, I think so. I mean, if you want to..."

"I would, yes." Tiffany smiled, melting away Hilary's inhibitions.

"Cool."

"I have to get going now, or I'll be late for class; but let me give
you my digits..."

"Sure. Just let me get out my cell..."

"Here's my number," Tiffany said, entering it into Hilary's phone.
"Give me a call sometime soon, okay?"

"Yeah, I will!"

"All right, see you later!"

"Bye!" Hilary watched as Tiffany walked away, tossing her coffee cup
into a trash bin on her way.

"I can't believe you did that!" Hilary said to Jo.

"Hey, it worked, didn't it?"

"Well, yes."

"Okay then. But the next time you're on your own!"

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Hilary tried to concentrate during class, but Calculus I wasn't
nearly as interesting as the simple numbers that Tiffany had entered
into her phone.

She knew--or at least thought she knew--what Tiffany had meant by
'hang out and have some fun.' And it gave her butterflies in her
stomach and made her horny, both at the same time. Hilary didn't
deal well with nervous horniness.

After calculus and history Hilary finally had her lunch break. She
couldn't stand waiting any longer so she got her cell out of her
purse and called Tiffany's number.

"Hi, this is Tiff."

"Um, hi, Tiffany? This is Hilary, from this morning?"

"Oh yeah, hi; I was hoping that you would call!"

"So, um, do you want to hang later?"

"Sure. I'm in class until six, but if you want to catch a movie
after that, I'd be up for it."

"That sounds good. Which theater?"

"How about we meet at the multiplex at seven and we'll just catch
whatever is showing that looks like it won't suck. I'd love to talk
more, but I gotta get to a group meeting. See you tonight, cute
stuff!"

So, just like that, Hilary had a date. Her first since she and Jo
had decided to see other people. She was excited. And nervous. And
the date was still eight hours away!

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It wasn't until later in the day that Hilary came to realize that
she wouldn't be able to borrow either of her parents' cars that
evening and thus had no way to get to the theater. She thought about
who she could ask for a ride and ended up calling Andi, Jo's
roommate.

"So Jo set this all up for you?" Andi asked after she picked up
Hilary.

"Yeah, I know--it's so embarrassing!" Hilary said. "It's like you're
driving me to a play date or something. I haven't been on one of
those since I was ten!"

"In a way I suppose it *is* a play date," Andi said with a grin.

"I've never... I mean, I don't really know what to expect here."

"What did this girl Tiffany say when she invited you?"

"Just that we could hang out and 'have fun.'"

"Oh girl, you are totally getting laid tonight!" Andi said.

"Oooh, I'm excited!"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. I've never done anything like this before."

"Like what?"

"Like having sex with someone I've just met. Heck, we've even barely
met at all."

"You talked to her, right?"

"For like less than thirty seconds. But she seemed nice. And hot."

"Hot's important!"

The girls laughed, and then Hilary got a bit pensive. "You know, Jo
is the only girl I've had sex with."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I mean, I fooled around a lot with girlfriends in high
school, but just kissing and touching and stuff. Jo's the only one
I've ever, you know, done everything with."

"Wow. Well, I know for a fact that our Jo is an excellent lover;
but, as you're about to find out, every woman is different. I think
you're in for a treat."

"You think so?"

"Relax," Andi said, placing a hand on Hilary's bare knee. "It's only
sex!"

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Hilary met Tiffany in the movie theater lobby and was greeted with a
hug. "Thanks, I really needed to have some fun and relaxation;
school is killing me!" Tiffany told her.

"I know what you mean," Hilary said. "Compared to high school,
college is a lot of work. I think I have three papers due next
week!"

At Tiffany's suggestion, they chose a movie that had been out a few
weeks, on the grounds that it would be a lot less crowded. They
stopped at the concession stand where Tiffany got a small popcorn
and Hilary chose a package of Red Vines.

All the while in the lobby, Hilary couldn't help but note that guys
seemed to be giving a lot of attention to Tiffany, particularly her
chest. "Do the guys always do that?" she asked.

"What, stare at my boobs? Yeah, pretty much," Tiffany said.

"That must get so annoying," Hilary said.

"I've pretty much gotten used to it. You know what it's like; guys
always look down at girls' boobs rather than in their faces."

"Hah! But in my case, they figure out pretty quickly that there's
not a lot to look at in that area and quickly move on. But with you
they're like really ogling you."

"I seem to recall you doing a bit of staring yourself earlier
today..."

Hilary blushed. "Oh, you saw that, did you?"

"I thought it was adorable. Don't worry, you weren't quite as
obvious or leering as some of these dorks are."

Hilary and Tiffany found seats in the back of the theater. As soon
as the lights went down Tiffany took Hilary's hand in hers, and
Hilary started to feel goosebumps. Before long Hilary leaned over
into Tiffany, resting her head on Tiffany's shoulder.

It didn't take long for the girls to realize that the movie was a
stinker, so they began making out. Tiffany was a great kisser, and
just just the right amount of tongue. The armrest between them
hampered the makeout session somewhat, but they did their best to
work around it.

Hilary thought they were being fairly quiet, but before long an
usher shined a flashlight in their faces. "You'll have to tone it
down, or else leave," said the usher in as stern a voice as he could
muster.

Tiffany looked at Hilary, who nodded. "We'll be off then," she told
the usher. She took Hilary by the hand and they exited the theater,
bursting out through a side door, all giggles.

"We got sooo busted!" Tiffany said.

"I don't think I've ever been thrown our of a movie before," Hilary
said.

"Do you want to go back to my place and we can pick up where we left
off?" Tiffany asked.

Hilary nodded in agreement. "Oh yeah!"

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Tiffany's car was a beat-up old Ford that would charitably be
referred to as a 'hoopdie'. At one time it was probably painted
green, but now the most accurate description would be 'Bondo.'
"Don't worry," Tiffany said, seeing Hilary's apprehension. "It
works--most of the time. And when it doesn't, I just curse at it
until it does."

The car started on the second turn of the key, and not without some
wheezing of the motor. After they were on the road, Tiffany began to
quiz Hilary. "So, I have to ask: What's the deal with you and that
girl you were with?"

"Jo? Oh, um, it's kind of complicated."

"Yeah, I kind of sensed that. But complicated how?"

"Jo's my girlfriend. Was my girlfriend. Well, kind of still is. But
we're not exclusive. Not right now."

"How does that happen?"

"Well, she's older than me, and she thinks that I need to have more
experience, you know, with other people, before I make a decision to
settle down with just one person. She wants me to get out there and
experiment more..."

"So is that what I am? An experiment?"

"Oh no, I didn't mean it like that! I..."

Tiffany laughed playfully. "That's okay. I like you, Hilary, and I
think I'll enjoy being your 'experiment.'"

"Thanks. I like you too; you're a lot of fun."

"Just you wait and I'll show you 'fun!'"

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Tiffany had a one-room effeciency apartment on the second floor of a
small complex within walking distance of the college campus. It was
decorated in early college student, with bookshelves made of cinder
blocks and plywood and the walls adorned with posters. It was mostly
clean, although there were a few dirty dishes stacked in the sink. A
futon served as a couch facing a modest-sized television. Tiffany
guided Hilary over to sit; sitting close, Hilary could smell the
odor of cinnamon coming from the stick of gum that Tiffany was
chewing.

"Can I get you anything?" Tiffany asked.

"No I'm good." Hilary looked around the apartment and noticed
something was missing. "Hey, where's your bed?" she asked.

Tiffany affected a mock surprise. "Why Miss Hilary, aren't you being
awfully forward!"

Hilary blushed. "What? No! I just meant that I don't see one around
here."

Tiffany reached behind the futon. "The futon folds back into a bed.
See?" The back collapsed and folded down to make a flat surface for
sleeping. "With such a small place like this, I have to make the
most of every inch." She pulled the futon back up, forming a couch
again.

"So, what should we do?" Tiffany asked.

"Umm..."

"You want to see my boobs, don't you?"

"Yeah, I guess I kind of do..."

"Don't be embarrassed. Here." Tiffany pulled off her shirt;
underneath she sported a large ivory bra, which she reached behind
to unfasten.

"If you don't mind my asking, what size bras do you have to buy?"
Hilary asked.

"I don't mind. 32-F, usually." Tiffany pulled her bra off. Hilary
was amazed not just at the size of Tiffany's breasts, but with the
way her areolae covered nearly half the surface of each.

"Can I touch them?" Hilary asked.

Tiffany laughed. "Yes, you'd fucking better!"

Hilary reached up one hand to each of Tiffany's breasts, feeling
their weight. She pushed them together, then let them fall apart,
then moved them around it opposing circles. She reached her thumbs
up to each nipple and tweaked them simultaneously.

"Having fun?" Tiffany asked.

"Yes."

"Here." Tiffany lifted one of her breasts up to Hilary's mouth.
Hilary licked around the circumference of the areolae, then in a
spiral down to Tiffany's nipple. She flicked it a few times with her
tongue, eliciting a soft moan from Tiffany, then began to suck it.
After a few seconds she felt Tiffany press her free nipple into her
cheek, so Hilary switched over and repeated the motions on Tiffany's
other breast.

After a couple of minutes of Hilary moving back and forth between
Tiffany's breasts, Tiffany pulled her away. "Okay, girl, your turn,"
she said.

"But, but, mine aren't as big..."

"Oh please. Don't worry about that. Let me at them!"

Tiffany pulled off Hilary's shirt and expertly removed her bra.
"Mmmm. Perfect!" Tiffany said, she made a move for Hilary's nipple,
but Hilary stopped her. "What?"

"Gum," Hilary said.

"Oops, sorry!" Tiffany grabbed a tissue from beside the futon and
spit out her gum, then quickly went to work on Hilary's tits. Hilary
felt a tingling start to well up inside as Tiffany's tongue danced
on her hardening nipple.

Hilary let out a soft little moan, then an audible "oooo..." She
felt Tiffany's hand move to her leg. Hilary parted her thighs
slightly at Tiffany's prompting, and Tiffany's hand went between her
legs. She rubbed Hilary through her jeans, and Hilary pushed back
into Tiffany's hand.

Tiffany began to unzip Hilary's pants. "Let's get these off of you,"
she said, and Hilary nodded in agreement. Tiffany took a moment to
pull Hilary's jeans off, revealing a tiny pair of pink panties. "You
are so adorable," Tiffany said, and slid her fingers down into
Hilary's panties.

Hilary moaned as Tiffany's fingers moved across her bare pussy.
"Yes... yesssss...." Tiffany slid a finger up inside of Hilary; she
wiggled it around while her thumb played on Hilary's excited clit.
"OH baby... yess... yess..." Tiffany placed kisses on Hilary's
chest, then moved up to her neck. Hilary felt the tingling swell up
inside her into an orgasm. "Oh ... Oh ... ... ..."

Tiffany left her finger inside Hilary until she finished, then
pulled it out an brought it to her lips. "Mmmm. You taste good when
you come."

Hilary's head was swimming, but she quickly found her bearings. "I
want to taste you now," she told Tiffany. Tiffany nodded in
agreement enthusiastically. Hilary slid down off the futon onto the
floor in front of Tiffany. Tiffany unfastened her jeans and pushed
them down her thighs, then Hilary grabbed them and pulled them the
rest of the way off. She reached up and grabbed Tiffany's panties,
and Tiffany raised her butt off the futon long enough for Hilary to
pull the panties down, then off.

Hilary pushed Tiffany's legs apart and leaned in to Tiffany's pussy.
A light tuft of Tiffany's blonde pubic hair tickled Hilary's nose
and she pressed her mouth into Tiffany's excited sex. Slowly she
began to lick, parting Tiffany's pussy lips with her tongue. With
her fingers she spread apart Tiffany's pussy, licking her clit and
inner labia.

Tiffany had her arms up above her head, gripping onto the back of
the futon. "How is that?" Hilary asked. "Is it good?"

"Oh Gawd yes!" Tiffany said. "Keep going. Don't stop." She closed
her eyes and pursed her lips as Hilary resumed, licking away as deep
as her tongue would allow. Then she slid a finger inside Tiffany,
then two, and licked and sucked on Tiffany's hard little clit until
Tiffany came.

Hilary rocked back onto her heels and looked up to see Tiffany
smiling. "Oh wow, that was aMAZing!" Tiffany said.

"Thanks," Hilary said, feeling a bit of pride.

"Your girlfriend is very lucky," Tiffany said.

Hilary suddenly freaked. "Oh. Oh no. I'm sorry. So sorry. This was
wrong..."

This was obviously not the reaction that Tiffany was expecting.
"Wait, honey, no, I didn't mean..."

Hilary was starting to panic. She looked around for her clothes and
started to grab them up. "I shouldn't be here. I should go..."

Tiffany placed her hands on Hilary's shoulders. "Please, Hilary,
just calm down for a moment. Tell me what's wrong."

Hilary took a deep breath and tried to settle. "I... I... I didn't
realize how much I would enjoy that."

Tiffany looked confused. "How is that a problem? I thought that was
the point of sex, enjoying it."

"I've only ever done that before with Jo. And I love her. So how
come it felt so good with you?"

"I'm going to try to not take that the wrong way," Tiffany said.

"I'm sorry; I don't mean it that way," Hilary said. "You are very
nice and pretty. But you're not my Jo."

Tiffany thought for a minute. "Maybe that's why Jo wanted you to
have an experience like this. To learn about sex, and how it can be
different and still feel good. I don't know. But I do know that I
like you, Hilary; I think we could be good friends, if you'll allow
it. For me and for yourself."

"Yeah, okay. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to freak out on you like
that." Hilary sat back up on the futon and game Tiffany a hug.

"Are you going to be okay?"

"Yes, thanks. I'd like to be your friend too, if that's okay."

"Yes, sweetie. Of course." Tiffany kissed Hilary on the forehead.
"Now how about we get dressed and have some ice cream?"

"Ooh, is it chocolate?"

"Is there any other kind?"

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The next morning Hilary met Jo again for coffee at the student
union. "So, did you have fun last night?" Jo asked her.

"It was... interesting."

"Interesting 'good' interesting?"

"Yeah. Mostly. I mean, I made a new friend, and that's always good,
right?"

"Of course."

Hilary sipped from her coffee. "Jo, can I ask you something?"

"Of course, dear. You can always ask me anything."

"Do you love me?"

"Yes, of course I do."

"Then why do you want me to be with other women?"

Jo paused. They had discussed this several times before. "Because I
love you. I know that I love you. But you were unsure. You were
tempted by other girls."

"But I would never..."

"I know. I know you wouldn't. Which is why I had to give you the
okay to do so. You are so young. I know there's only five years
difference, but I've had a good deal more experience in those extra
years. I've known sex and friendship and love and I know that what
we have is real. But you don't. You'd never be sure, unless you've
tried it with others. So I want you to be out there, having fun,
learning about yourself."

"It feels like you're pushing me away."

"I'm not. Not in that way."

"So how long?"

"When you're ready, you'll know." Jo kissed Hilary on the cheek.

Hilary noticed that Tiffany had come into the union. Tiffany waved
'hi,' but Hilary didn't know how to react.

Jo saw Tiffany too. "Hey, there's your new friend!" She waved
Tiffany over.

"Hi," Tiffany said. "Um, is this awkward?"

"Only if we let it me," Jo said. "Did you take care of my girl last
night?"

"Yeah, we had fun, didn't we Hilary?"

Hilary blushed. "Yeah, it was fun. Except, y'know, when I was being
an emotional girly girl."

"She gets like that sometimes," Jo said.

"I noticed," Tiffany said. "Good thing she's so adorable."

"Yes, she certainly is."

THE END

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