I Almost Didn't, Part 6 – The Conclusion

by Thom

I didn’t see Laura for over a month after our overnight but we talked on the phone every day. She would call me in the evening after dinner and before bedtime. She and I were both very busy with school starting. Though I was missing her terribly during that time, I wouldn’t have been able to properly devote my attention to her even if we had been able to get together.

Finally by the third week of September I was beginning to feel like my classes had hit a groove and I could ease back a little bit. The material and assignments that I had selected over the summer needed some small adjustments but, once completed, the remainder of the first semester was going to be on automatic pilot.

Laura’s call on Wednesday of that week surprised me by her asking if we could plan a sleepover weekend. She missed me and said she would like to visit if I wasn’t too busy on the weekend. Only I needed to talk to her mother if she was going to come over. I asked her what she meant about talking to her mother. Like on the phone right now? No, Laura said, she would like it if you stopped by sometime. Oh, boy, I thought, here we go but why would she be allowing Laura to ask me about a sleepover if she was going to rag on me about my intimacy with her daughter. I asked Laura if she had told her mother everything about what we had done. Laura said she had and they had talked about some other things and that I should talk to her mother.

Trish got on the phone and we agreed on a time on Thursday afternoon when I didn’t have classes or office hours and she would be home. I was so glad it was only one day later because my stomach was in knots from the time I got off the phone until the meeting. I just wanted to throw up I was so sick about facing this and promised I would find myself an appropriate aged girl friend unless, of course, I was headed to jail.

My heart was racing when I turned up at Laura’s house. Laura wasn’t home, she had soccer practice. It was just Trish and I and the baby who must have been napping. Trish was really cordial and made me feel at home and offered me a cup of tea. I relaxed a little bit and it occurred to me that she probably wasn’t going to either turn me into the police or be angry with me but I wasn’t at all certain what was going to happen.

Trish finally got down to business which was the business of her way underage daughter and a blossoming sexual relationship with me. She told me she realized that what had gone on between Laura and I had happened naturally and that I wouldn’t do anything to hurt Laura. She couldn’t express to me her gratitude in how slowly and carefully I had taken things. She said she knew how difficult it must have been to refrain from being more aggressive considering all of the opportunities I had.

I was pretty much sucking air by this time and not really able to speak coherently. I thanked her profusely for her kindness and understanding. I asked her how she was hoping things would transpire from here on. I had been surprised that Laura had called and asked to stay over and even more surprised that she (Trish) had wanted to see me.

Trish answered with a story about a little girl around Laura’s age who had fallen in love with a live in nanny that her parents had hired to watch her after school and for school vacations. The nanny was just around my age. She said the nanny had carefully responded to the little girl’s affection but in the end showed the little girl the way girls love other girls. And to this day, the little girl, who is now grown up and has little girls of her own, thinks that experience, was one of the most meaningful of her life.

Based on the story, I asked, if she thought that my relationship with Laura might be similar to the experience of the little girl. Trish was emphatic when she responded. She very much not only wanted me to know that she thought based on her talking to Laura that her and I being together was the same as the girl in her story but she wanted to encourage me to go further in the relationship if it seemed that Laura was interested.

Did Trish mean by further that I should, if Laura expressed an interest, teach her about how girls love girls like the nanny had taught the little girl. That’s exactly what she meant she told me and that she knows from talking with Laura, that Laura wanted just that. That Laura wanted me to be able to show her how I loved her by my feeling free to be with her in anyway I chose. Those were Trish’s words of course but I believed that Laura had expressed it in her own way to Trish and that Trish was sincere in sharing it with me.

I needed a bunch of time to process this and I wanted to get started right away. Laura would be coming to stay overnight in about 24 hours and her and her mother was expecting, I thought, for things to go differently while we were together. I would need to define what different was and be prepared to act on it before then. I sensed it was time for me to leave but I had one last question of Trish. I wanted to know what had happened to the little girl and the nanny. Were they still together or had they gone their separate ways as some point.

Trish said that the little girl had gone off to boarding school during her last two years of high school and that had abruptly ended the little girl’s relationship with the nanny. The nanny was no longer needed as far as the little girl’s parents were concerned. They didn’t know the true nature of the relationship between the little girl and the nanny. That was why it was so important for Trish to make sure that she was involved in Laura’s relationship with me. She promised to be very careful not to make any decisions, unnecessarily that would suddenly or prematurely end our being together if we wanted to be.

I asked her if the little girl was still loving girls or women. Trish said that the little girl, very much loves girls and women but that she is not at the moment in such a relationship. That she is with a man because that is convenient at the moment, but Trish thought that the little girl, all grown up with girls of her own, might sometime in the not too distant future, find a girl or women of her own to be with sometimes.

On my way home and as the evening and most of the next day unfolded, I let all of the fantasies that I had been having about Laura played like film clips in my head. My crotch was constantly wet. I was completely distracted from my work. I’m sure my Friday classes thought I had lost my mind. I left campus as quickly as I could that afternoon and went straight home. I took a shower and shaved my entire body especially my cunny so that it was as smooth and bare as I could make it. I threw on a tee and a pair of nylon shorts with built in mesh panties and started pacing the floor waiting for Laura to turn up.

They were right on time and I ran out to greet them. Trish was all bubbly and affectionate and it still surprised me how this was turning out. I gave her a big hug and she put her mouth pretty much directly on mine and gave me a nice solid kiss. It got my lips to tingling and my mind to spinning a bit as I released her and turned to Laura. She too looked like a kid at Christmas and I realized that the two of them thought of me as the present. I was flattered and scared to death at the same time. I leaned over and met Laura’s lips as she brought her self up on tip toes to meet mine.

Trish called for us girls to have a good time as we scurried into the house holding hands. I was all giggly by now and I pulled Laura onto the sofa with me and we started to kiss. When we came up for air after a few minutes I asked Laura what she wanted to do. She thought starting with a bubble bath like we did last time and then we would see. She said that she and her mom had talked after I had talked with Trish. Laura said she didn’t know what we should do together exactly but that she wanted to be closer than we had been in the past and would I help her out with that.

You bet I said but I needed her to promise me that as we explored new territory she would be as honest as she could about how she was feeling. I needed her to tell me if she became uncomfortable with anything we were doing. She responded that she couldn’t imagine being uncomfortable with anything we might do together but that she would be honest if she began to feel funny about anything.

I went into the bathroom and started the water running and poured the bubble stuff in. I found Laura in my bedroom, stripped down to her panties and sitting on the bed just about to slip them off. I stopped her and told her that I had wanted to pull her panties down for her since we had started sleeping with one another. She stood up as I knelt in front of her. I leaned forward and tipped my head up to meet her lips She pressed hers onto mine. Kneeling, my lips were just at the level of her little nips and I first licked and then gave a short suck on each one, making them hard. Laura gave a little girl whinnie to my doing this. Then I snaked my fingers into the waist band of her panties and just held them there briefly. Before I began to slide her panties down, I looked up and made eye contact with Laura. She was smiling and mouthed, silently that she loved me.

I pulled her panties down to her knees and sat back on my thighs and brought her middle to my mouth. I put my lips on her cunny, giving it gentle kisses up one side of her slit and down the other. Her immature scent was as sweet as a wild flower garden at its peak. That moment, I could have just died.

Laura wanted to undress me then and I let her pull my tee off and my nylon shorts. She was surprised and a bit disappointed I think that I hadn’t worn any panties for her pull down. I told her next time I would wear my sexiest pair for her to pull off. On her knees she leaned into my sex and returned the kisses with her little lips. It aroused me incredibly. I wanted to take care of myself but I was beginning to be concerned about what was going on in the bathroom. I asked Laura if she still wanted to have the bubble bath or do some other things first. The bubble bath got the vote though she said that the kisses had made her all tingly between her legs and that we should do some other things after the bath.

The water had reached the tub overflow drain and the bubbles formed a mountain above the rim. Giggling from the site, we parted them with our hands to find the water. Temperature was perfect and I climbed in and spread my legs so Laura could join me. She climbed in facing front and snuggled back on my chest. I wrapped my legs and arms around her and pulled her tight, kissing the back of her head. She begged me to touch her saying that she was all tingly and needed to do something about it. It was easy to let my hand slip down her front where I was holding her and cup her cunny mound with it. She rocked her hips up a bit in response to my touch and exhaled a small moan. Her head twisted around and she grazed my cheek with a kiss. I let my finger slide into her slit and eased it up from bottom to top. Her nub was tiny but I could feel its firmness. I asked Laura if that felt all right and she panted out, better than all right.

I rubbed her gently as she pushed herself into my finger and shortly her body shuddered and I knew she had come. I whispered into her ear that I wanted to be with her in bed and she agreed by standing up and climbing out. Laura reached around and helped me up by giving me a hand. We wrapped ourselves in bath towels and padded into the bedroom drying ourselves a bit as we went, dropping the towels on the floor as we approached the bed.

I pulled back the spread and sheets and climbed in, pulling Laura in and on top of me in one motion. I held her tightly against my skin and we kissed. Even though we had done that before, it was different, almost new like it was the first time because of the freedom I was feeling. Liberated, really. The boundaries I had felt, forced myself to adhere to, had disappeared. There were other ones of course, I was still concerned about being cautious but very little was out of the question, up for consideration.

I asked Laura if I could make love to her. Quickly she responded with a yes please. I created a cocoon for her by tightening my limbs around her and turned us over. On all fours, I kissed Laura on her lips and I reminded her about our deal to speak out if something felt uncomfortable. She nodded and kissed me, this time pushing her tongue passed my lips and into my mouth. I bit down on the end of it gently and she giggled, pulling it back.

Kissing my way from top to bottom, my saliva glistening on her skin where I licked and sucked along the way, I stopped to admire her pussy once again. I inhaled its fragrance, admired its smoothness, its puffiness. I looked up and asked for permission to proceed. A smile was offered in response and two hands were placed on the top of my head clutching my hair. I probed again with a finger and then using two hands I separated the lips. Moistening two fingers from my own dripping vagina, I rubbed her nub, glancing up at her reaction. Laura had closed her eyes, her teeth biting her lower lip, firming her grip on my hair. I lowered my mouth onto her clit and licked gently and then sucked, nursing ever so slightly, sliding my hands under her little butt to hold her steady. I dared not release her as she started to come and held on tight until I thought the waves of her orgasms had ceased.

I pulled my self up to be next to Laura and pulled her into my arms. We were both silent for a bit as I held her, exchanging pecks on the lips. Felt wonderful she finally said. She loved me. I love you too I told her. Can I do that to you she wanted to know. Later I said. There is plenty of time now for that. Plenty of time now for me to show you what I like. Plenty of time now for both of us to be happy to be pleased to loved.

I stretched the hand of the arm that was around her down her back and slid it between her legs from the rear and cupped her cunny. I took my free hand and pinched both of my erect nipples because they were asking for attention, let it caress my abdomen as it made its way down my body, pushed two fingers deep into my vagina soaking them with my juices and brought them up underneath my clit and began to rub. As I fell into a sexual oblivion, I remembered that I almost didn’t and was so glad I did.