Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Bedding The Babysitter: Ep57

Before I had time to consider this, the cashier called "Next," and I let go of her warm hand and smiled through my sudden blush, "What would you like?"

The moment past, we ordered a big tub of popcorn to share and a couple of drinks. Once in the theatre and seated, we both had time to consider our feelings. We each grabbed some popcorn and ate, as a way to avoid the unavoidable upcoming and awkward conversation that we were both obviously insecure about. My phone rang and I jumped and it was a text from Karen.

Karen: Have u fucked her yet?

I went red.

Ashley asked, "You ok?"

"Yes," I replied, putting my phone on vibrate.

"Are you really going to the prom with Troy?" Ashley asked out of the blue.

I shrugged. "It happened so quick. One moment I'm a shy, nerdy outcast, the next a popular cheerleader. I never even had a chance to catch my breath before Karen made me say "Yes," so I did. Troy and I haven't even talked after that one time at school."

"Do you want to?" she asked, her question so insecure.

I loved where this might be going and replied honestly, "I don't know. I've never had a boy interested in me before, but now that I do I'm realizing something," I admitted, after a brief reflection. "What's that?" Ashley asked, hanging on my every word.

"I'm not really interested in boys." I threw the hint out there, scared to declare my confirmed lesbian status, as always afraid of rejection, yet hinting at it as a way to say I was available to her. After a brief silence I got even braver and asked, "Are you going with anyone?"

up last night," she revealed, opening the door for me the same

I replied, "how

heartbroken by the ending of her relationship. "Oh, you know, the usual. He told me I

to mine eagerly and yet nervously and she revealed,

for a long moment I was speechless. After a lingering silence that spoke volumes, I asked after some of the informative volume managed to seep into my head,

always questioned my sexuality even though Karen's been calling me lez forever, and the fact that I never remotely wanted to have sex with Dixon only enhanced my questions about my true sexuality. Dixon and I never had intercourse. I gave him head a few times, but that was it and I can't say even that was remotely appealing." After a pause she added, "Other

recently, as in totally inexperienced except... you know, by myself," I

like you, I mean I like-like you," she admitted nervously, putting

hesitate when I repeated her words back, "I like-like

kissed me. The kiss was soft and tender; cautious and sweet. It only lasted a few seconds, five maybe, before we broke it, realizing the

The next chapter is just

Karen had already approved Ashley's and my relationship, I pondered how to deal with having not only two Mistresses but now a girlfriend! Did I actually have a girlfriend? Was that how to describe what this was? Just a couple of weeks ago I was a virgin and ignorant of my sexuality (although I had sneaky suspicions) and now I was very confident of who I was, or at least about the label. The lights dimmed, the first of many trailers began and I was too nervous to reach for any popcorn because it might get awkward. I wanted to hold her hand, but even after our declarations and our kiss I was still nervous. After the first trailer, which I could tell you nothing about with my head ping-ponging inside over my insecurity and excitement, Ashley, sensing my anxiety and thank goodness way more confident than I was right

blushed like I had so many times this past

perching on top of her small but firm, well-showcased breasts. I returned to my upright position chewing, but Ashley pointed out as she unbuttoned one, then

lace bra. I felt a rush as I sat back up and thoroughly chewed that lucky piece of popcorn. Ashley didn't fix her blouse as she offered me some more popcorn in the traditional way and returned to watching the screen with a sexy smile on her face. I helped myself to some more popcorn (in the traditional way) and, now relaxed, I watched the

the actual movie once it started, Ashley put the popcorn tub down and entwined

be together with our declarations and the indescribable inner warmth that went with them. Neither of us ever touched the popcorn again, neither of us willing to let go of the security and good feelings that went with

to, I felt a wave of disappointment, not because the movie was over, but because our first date, this small ripple of perfect time, was ending. Real life was always so much more complicated than any single

finally spoke, breaking the lengthy awkward silence, "So I guess we didn't eat much

out of my mouth without thinking, "That