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?"

we broke up last night," she revealed, opening the door for

replied, "how did

"Oh, you know, the usual. He told me I was a cock-tease, a bitch and how

mine eagerly and yet nervously and she

lingering silence that spoke volumes, I asked after

Jenny, you dummy," she admitted, slapping my shoulder playfully. "I'd 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 than the odd fooling around with the girls in hotels at cheerleading competitions, I'm rather inexperienced. I went way further with you the other night than I ever have with anybody! Not that I'm complaining... about the

by myself," I

like you, I mean I like-like you," she admitted nervously, putting her heart dangerously

her words back, "I like-like

her cautious smile breaking wide open as the sunshine and ignoring the quickly-filling theatre, she leaned in and kissed me. The kiss was soft and tender; cautious and

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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 now, turned to me and asked with a teasing smile as she purposely dropped a couple of pieces of popcorn down

had so many times this past week. "I'd love

pieces 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

slightly before I leaned over and retrieved the last popcorn piece from right between her small athlete's breasts in their white 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

minutes into the actual movie once it started, Ashley put the popcorn tub down and entwined her fingers between mine. A chill electrified my spine and a sweet warmth filled

uncomplicated and most amazing little period of time of my life. Everything just made sense. We watched the movie, both of us content just to be together with our declarations and the

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 small, welcome moment of

we were the only two left in the theatre and Ashley finally spoke, breaking the lengthy awkward silence, "So I guess

words spilled out of my mouth without thinking, "That