Alice walked down the ramp off the yacht, and when she was finally back in the safety of her little, old car, she broke down into a fit of sobs.
She couldn’t hold it together after that. Her sister was awful for doing this, but Alice shouldn’t have been surprised. Maureen always deflected her pain on others; usually her younger sister.
It wasn’t unexpected, but Alice always had the benefit of the doubt reserved for Maureen. She didn’t want to think her sister was a total bitch, but the truth was that she was more than that. She was downright evil.
Alice jumped when she heard a tap on the window. She looked up to see the figure of a woman standing on the other side of the dirty glass. For a moment, she thought it was Maureen there for round two.
Alice wiped her tears as she rolled down the window. The woman leaned in and smiled. “Hey stranger, don’t I know you from somewhere?”
Alice’s mouth fell open when her eyes cleared and she recognized the beautiful face smiling back at her.
“Oh my God! Rachel!” Alice pushed open the car door and ejected herself form the car with her arms outstretched. She couldn’t believe Rachel Nolan was really there. She wrapped her arms around Rachel’s neck and held on tight, as if the older woman had just saved her from a burning building.
Rachel had been one of Maureen’s best friends since high school, even though they were nothing alike. Alice always said Maureen kept Rachel around because someone in her little group had to have a brain.
Rachel was nothing like the rest of Maureen’s little clique. She was the only one Alice felt comfortable around, and they had formed a quiet friendship behind Maureen’s back.
Alice had also harbored a crush on Rachel for years, even though she would never reveal her true feelings. Besides, Rachel was straight. Alice would have rather have her as a friend than lose her over a silly, unrequited girl crush.
Letting go of her feelings was hard, but now that Rachel was standing right in front of her again, she felt a tsunami of emotions come roaring back, slamming full force into her heart.
She felt a mild pang of guilt for allowing herself to get lost in these emotions because of Jenna, but no matter how hard she tried, her long-held feelings for Rachel held firmly in place.
“You’re like a breath of fresh air in all of this!” Alice said as she finally let go of the older woman. “I should never have come.”
Rachel gave her a concerned look and patted her shoulders. “I know. I’m so sorry. I saw everything that happened, but couldn’t get to you before you ran out. Are you okay?”
Alice nodded and let out a little sigh. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just, you know, having my personal business exposed in front of strangers like that. It’s just so…”
“So Maureen?” Rachel grinned. “Look, Maureen is who she is. You can either accept the fact that she can be a raging bitch or you can just walk away. Which do you plan to do?”
Alice thought for a moment. “She’s my sister. It would be hard to just walk away.” She looked toward the yacht with big tears in her eyes. “But I can’t go back in there, so don’t even ask. All those rich bitches and their hoity-toity bullshit. I’m done.”
“I have a better idea,” Rachel said, moving in to put a comforting arm around Alice’s shoulders. “Let’s ditch this hoity-toity shindig and just go have a quiet drink at my place? It’s been so long since we’ve had time to chat. We can just relax and catch up. How does that sound?”
Alice smiled. “That sounds really good. Lead the way.”
CHAPTER THREE
Alice, in her ten-year old Prius that smoked like a chimney when she pressed the gas, followed Rachel, in her sensible late model Volvo SUV, home.
Home turned out to be a beautiful condominium in a gated community in a very expensive part of town. They stopped at the guard gate and Rachel spoke to the guard, then waved for her to follow. The guard gave her the stink eye as she passed; obviously thinking she was there to clean Rachel’s toilets or some other menial task.
As she parked her car on the street behind Rachel’s, Alice regretted her comments about rich bitches and hoity-toity bullshit. Obviously, Rachel was doing as well as the other women in her peer group, hopefully without having to give herself to a man for money.
Alice stepped out of the car with her cheeks flushed. She gave Rachel an embarrassed smile. “Forget what I said about rich bitches and hoity-toity bullshit.” She nodded at the building in front of them. “Nice place.”
Rachel laughed. “Forget it. Sometimes a girl likes to reward herself for her hard work. This is my reward. Come on.”
Alice followed her to the beautifully-landscaped entrance to her building, which required a cardkey and pass code to open. Rachel opened the door and led the way to an elevator that was nicer than her dinky apartment. She inserted the cardkey into a slot and pressed a button labeled penthouse.
Alice looked at Rachel’s reflection in the mirrored doors and asked, “So, remind me again what you do for a living?”
“I’m the CFO of a venture capital firm in the city,” she said matter-of-factly, as if making a point not to be boastful. “The hours suck, but the money’s nice. It prevents me from having to marry a dickhead like Lawrence to live in a place like this.”
“Happy to hear that,” Alice said with a smile. Obviously, Rachel thought as little of Lawrence as she did. She leaned back against the wall and enjoyed the ride. When the doors finally opened, Alice found herself staring into Rachel’s luxurious foyer rather than a dank hallway.
“Come on in,” Rachel said cheerfully as she stepped off the elevator. “Home sweet home. No rich, hoity-toity bitches here. Well, other than me. Feel free to look around.”
Alice gawked with wonder as she stepped into Rachel’s home. The place was adorned in an ultramodern décor with feminine touches and splashes of bright colors throughout.
Alice walked around slowly, her heels clicking on the marble floor as she gazed at the panoramic view of the city through the floor to ceiling windows.
“This place is amazing Rachel!” she said without a hint of jealousy. “You’ve done an amazing job decorating it.”
Rachel came to stand next to her at the windows. “Thanks, but I had a little help. Sometimes I think it’s too much for one person, then I remember that it’s not just my home, it’s my biggest investment.”
“The CFO in you talking,” Alice said with a smile.
Rachel giggled. “Yep, I suppose so. Still, it’s my sanctuary from the world outside.”
Rachel moved behind an ornate bar at one end of the living room. She pulled was a bottle of wine from a wine fridge and set two glasses on the bar. She beckoned Alice to pull up a stool on the other side of the bar while she filled the glasses.
“I think seeing you tonight was an act of destiny,” Rachel said as she handed Alice a glass and picked up her own. “True destiny.”
Alice smiled before taking a sip, not fully understanding. “How so?”
“I’ve been thinking a lot about you lately,” Rachel said. She took a sip of the wine and dabbed a napkin to her lips. She frowned in thought.
“You see, Alice, there’s something I’ve always wanted to tell you, but never got the nerve. Actually, it’s something that I’ve kept hidden from everyone, my entire life. Then tonight, seeing you stand up to Maureen like you did, well, I think it was fate telling me to finally stop being afraid.”
Alice frowned at her. Was she saying what Alice thought she was saying?
“What is it?” Alice asked quietly.
Rachel took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Alice, I’m gay. And I’ve always had a huge crush on you.”
CHAPTER FOUR
Rachel’s words left her lips and slipped into Alice’s ears softly, like a strange melody she couldn’t identify, but knew that she had been longing to hear. She couldn’t hide the surprise on her face. She swallowed the wine that was in her mouth and tried to speak. All that came out was, “Excuse me?”<
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Rachel took another generous sip of the wine; liquid courage. She wrapped her slender fingers around the glass and stared into it as she spoke.
“I’m sorry if this is a shock,” she said quietly. “I’ve worked really hard to hide who I really am. For years I thought I was just confused about my sexuality. I tried dating men and that was a disaster. Then I tried secretly dating women and… well, I was terrified that the truth would get out. Plus, let’s just say I never found Ms. Right.”
She brought her eyes up to meet Alice’s. “Then tonight, when I saw you standing up to Maureen and her friends, I thought to myself, my God, she is so brave. And I’m…”
“You’re brave, too,” Alice said, reaching across the bar to put her hand on Rachel’s. “It takes courage to hide your true self for so long.”
Rachel sniffed back a tear and tried to smile. “Then it hit me like a lightning bolt. You’ve always inspired me, even before I knew you were a lesbian. You resisted the pressure from your parents and Maureen. You built the life you want to live and that’s just amazing. That’s something I’ve never had the nerve to do.”
“Did you always know that I was gay?” Alice asked, not sure if she wanted to know the answer.
Rachel shook her head. “No, not really. I mean, I suspected that you were gay because you never had a boyfriend and didn’t seem the least bit interested in men, but I never knew for sure… until tonight.” She turned her hand over and laced her fingers through Alice’s. “When I heard what you said, I realized that you’ve always been someone I wanted to get close to… In so many ways.”
Alice squeezed Rachel’s hand and gave her a sweet smile. “I had no idea you felt this way,” she said softly. “Want to know what’s really ironic about all this?”
Rachel brought Alice’s hand to her lips and kissed it gently. “What’s that?”
Alice leaned across the bar, her lips aching. She said, “I’ve always felt the same way about you.”
CHAPTER FIVE
The thought of finally being with Rachel, and making love to her in the way she had always imagined was enticing, but Alice was still hesitant. She had a gut feeling that Jenna was looking to leave their relationship, but she didn’t want to use those thoughts to justify sleeping with Rachel. Still, as Rachel came around the bar to stand next to her, inhaling her perfume with every breath, it was nearly impossible to resist the temptation.
Rachel’s fingertips gently touched the bottom of Alice’s chin and lifted her face until their eyes met. “Alice, I want you desperately. And now I know you want me, too.”
Willpower was falling to old emotions that Alice couldn’t push out of her head. The intensity that she felt when she thought she couldn’t have Rachel began to surge, the tsunami slamming the shore again, and the happiness that her feelings were being returned overwhelmed her.
Her heart was speaking for her now, telling her she didn’t need to let this chance at happiness slip away. Quickly, Jenna became an afterthought, and the guilt started to fade away. She gazed up into Rachel’s eyes. Not another word was necessary or spoken.
CHAPTER SIX
Alice slid off the stool into Rachel’s waiting arms. Rachel pulled her close, so close they could feel one another’s hearts pounding beneath their breasts.
With their bodies pressed firmly together, they shared an intense first kiss.
Rachel’s lips were plush and soft, and a light moan escaped Alice’s mouth as she reveled in the gentle love that was pouring through her.
This was different than the kisses she shared with Jenna.
Something about this let her know just how long Rachel had suffered without her.
Nothing that happened earlier mattered anymore as they began to caress one another, seeming to know each other’s most erogenous zones.
Rachel’s fingers went to the small zipper on the back of Alice’s dress and began to slowly tug it down, exposing her slender, smooth back.
Their tongues began a dance, and it wasn’t long before Alice decided the dress she was wearing was in the way. She let it slide down off of her shoulders, revealing breasts so pert they didn’t require a bra. Rachel slipped her fingers into the waistband of Alice’s panties and slid them down her legs. She took a step back and smiled at Alice’s beautiful form.
“You look as sexy as I’ve always imagined,” Rachel said quietly. “Simply beautiful.”
Alice felt herself blushing before Rachel’s loving gaze. Even Jenna didn’t elicit this kind of bashfulness from her.
“My turn,” she whispered, reaching for Rachel. As she unbuttoned Rachel’s dress, she could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest. The anticipation of seeing Rachel’s nude figure was driving her crazy, and she felt the heat between her thighs grow more intense.
The dress slid down Rachel’s slender frame. Alice caught her breath when she found that Rachel wasn’t wearing a bra or panties. Alice moved in slowly, placing her hands on Rachel’s hips and pulling her closer.
Rachel felt herself getting wetter, having Alice so close, touching her body, hearing her breathe. “Come with me,” Rachel said, taking Alice’s hand and leading her to the bedroom.
Alice took the lead. She lay Rachel back on the bed and put her hands on Rachel’s thighs to spread her legs wide apart. She smiled, seeing that Rachel was already dripping wet. Alice breathed in her scent, Rachel’s pussy begging Alice to come explore.
Alice gingerly slid one finger inside of Rachel, exploring the other woman as she began to touch herself. She closed her eyes and listened to Rachel’s moans of pleasure. The older woman’s head was thrown back, and her hands were kneading her own breasts as Alice’s fingers began the rhythm that would take her to orgasm.
Alice slid another finger inside of Rachel, and began to gently stroke with a quickening pace. Alice’s own clit was swollen with need as she anticipated feeling Rachel’s tongue and lips practically drinking her juices down below.
The feeling of their lovemaking started to get much more intense as Alice’s fingers drove in to the knuckles.
Rachel’s body bucked and writhed on her as she clenched the sheets and cried out.
“Oh god! Alice it feels so good!” she said, her voice a lustful sigh. She lifted her hips to meet Alice’s thrusts, and the intensity from watching Rachel lose all control and cry out so wantonly aroused Alice beyond compare.
Watching Rachel’s body jerk and spasm to get the deepest penetration from Alice’s fingers made Alice’s pussy gush, covering her thighs with hot moisture. She wanted Rachel’s mouth on her. The anticipation was the best kind of torture.
She felt Rachel’s pussy tighten around her fingers. She sped up the pace of her thrusts to bring Rachel to her deeply-anticipated climax. Rachel’s moans of pleasure suddenly got higher in pitch, and the sound of it was bringing Alice to the edge too.
“Alice!” Rachel cried out the younger woman’s name as a flood of cum squirted from her, saturating the sheets and coating Alice’s fingers.
Alice’s entire body trembled as she felt herself reaching her own orgasm, driven by the sight of Rachel’s writhing body and the eruption from between her thighs. It took every ounce of her to keep penetrating Rachel through it as she suffered through the intensity.
She felt hot moisture gushing down her inner thighs, and the wet sound from her fingers driving in and out of Rachel made her head roll back. She let out a long moan of satisfaction.
She wasn’t satiated yet however. She needed to feel more and more of Rachel. A veracious appetite overtook her. It was her turn now.
Rachel lay breathing hard on the bed as Alice moved up to straddle her, grinding their wet mounds together. She took one of Rachel’s nipples in her mouth as her tongue flicked around and played with the erect nub.
Rachel’s moans started anew as she was being teased, but without warning, Alice suddenly stopped. Rachel groaned in frustration, but she smiled when she saw what Alice was doing. It was sixty-nine time…
Alice turned her body until her dripping pussy was right over Rachel’s lips. The smell of Alice’s essence and her own deep need was all that it took for Rachel to begin licking hungrily, flicking the sensitive pearl, pushing her tongue deep inside.
“Oh my God, Rachel, yes…” Alice moaned, her head swaying. She lowered her lips to Rachel’s pussy and licked along each fold before shoving her tongue between the lips of Rachel’s quivering entrance. Alice took a deep breath as her tongue worked. Rachel had a sweet and succulent taste that made Alice crave more of her.
Their bodies remained entangled like this for a long time as they worked each other to orgasm. Soon, neither one of them could contain their desire to cum again and again.
“Oh God, Rachel! I’m cumming!” Alice said through a deep moan. Just as she went over the edge, she could taste a fresh stream of Rachel’s own cum pulsating against her lips and tongue.
It was like drinking from a fountain, she thought with a smile; a fountain that satisfied her long-overdue thirst.
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They lay spent on the bed, breathing deeply in rhythm together, with no desire to ever move.
Alice could hear Rachel softly breathing against her. She looked over and smiled. She was in love with Rachel, and she wasn’t sure what to do next.
It was as if Rachel sensed Alice’s concern. She gazed up at Alice and tapped a finger to her chin. “Are you okay with this? Wish us?”
Alice forced a smile. “I’m just wondering what I’ll tell Jenna,” Alice said quietly. “And Maureen.”
Rachel got to her elbows beside her. “Well, I think you have to be honest with Jenna. I don’t want you to use me as a reason to end the relationship.”
“I’m pretty sure the relationship is over,” Alice said with a sad smile. “I’m more concerned for you. What will your rich bitch friends have to say, knowing that you’re a horrible lesbian?”
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