Eventually we stopped kissing and just laid there, staring at each other like we were afraid to look away in case it was all a dream. My green eyes stared into her blue eyes until we began to drift.
"By the way," Kara broke the silence. "I love you too." She kissed me again.
"Good," I loved hearing her say it.
"Although, next time we do that, you're getting the cock!" She laughed out loud again.
"Now there's something I never thought I'd hear you say!" I laughed with her. "Will you stay with me tonight?"
"Sure, I haven't got much choice. My skirt seems to be faulty."
"That was so fucking hot when you did that!" I told her.
"Really?" She raised her eyebrows. "You like me tearing off my clothes?"
"Well…yea! What's not to like about that," I laughed.
"Okay, I'll bear that in mind! I'll stay with you tonight but I'll be back at school Monday I'll need to get my uniform before then."
"Wait," I caught my breath. "You have a school uniform?"
"Well, yea sort of. It's just a long skirt and white shirt, sometimes I'll wear a shorter skirt in the summer," she told me.
"How short?" I pushed on.
"Why?"
"Because…I just want to know," I could see she was smiling at me so I knew she wasn't annoyed at my questions.
"It's about…knee length," she said.
"Oh," I mumbled.
"You sound disappointed."
"I was hoping you'd have like a proper uniform, like the girls do, a white shirt…black shoes and a nice black or grey pleated skirt…the shorter the better," I said with a wink. Kara threw her head back and laughed.
"Ohhh I see, you want me dressed up like a school girl," she still laughed.
"Well…maybe, what's wrong with that? I'd have lots of fun dressing you up, although I'd probably send you to school in a tiny tight shirt, little white ankle socks and a nice mini skirt, without any underwear too," I added. Outlining my fantasies to her was making me feel slightly horny again, even though my body was too tired to do anything other than lay here.
"Oh, I see, basically you want me to dress like a slut?"
"Oh…wait, there's nothing wrong with how you dress now I…"
"Faye, relax, its okay. I know you aren't being nasty or anything, to be honest, after years of hiding behind frumpy clothes and knee length skirts and massive coats, I kind of like the idea of it! I used to think about going out in more daring clothes, showing off my figure a little, the ideas I used to have excited me. I used to imagine…uh, never mind." She suddenly stopped.
"Hey, no way you can stop there after that set-up! Anyway, I thought you weren't allowed sexual thoughts," I said playfully.
"I know, I actually told Steve I wanted to be more daring but he said it wouldn't be appropriate in case one of my students saw me in public! I teach kids who are between five and seven years old and the school do not have any children over eleven years old. It's only a primary school, most of the kids have never had a sexual thought about anything in their lives!"
"Yea," I said calmly, she was getting a little wound up and I wanted to ease the mood again. "He just didn't want you attracting any men, little did he know you'd come here and attract me!" That made her laugh but I could tell she was thinking.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to get that testy," she said while returning her hand to my shoulder and stroking it.
"Do you remember what I said? It doesn't matter what we should do, all that matters is…" I nodded my head to her.
"…what we want to do." She finished.
"So, from now on, we do anything we want, if you want to dress like a nine year old school girl and I want to dress in my mini skirt and fishnets and then go fuck each other on the bus, we'll do it! Agreed?"
"Agreed! Also…you're crazy!" She hugged me close; we were both losing our battle against fatigue now.
"I know, but I'm crazy about you, so that's okay," I smiled and kissed her. "I love you."
"I love you too baby, you look so tired!" She reached and pulled the duvet up over us, still without its new cover on, and as she did that I grabbed a towel and cleaned us both up. It was dark outside and we both felt sleepy.
After we'd sorted ourselves out we only slept for about an hour, it was about 10pm by then so we had something to eat and watched a girly movie with some more wine. We sorted the bed out so it was nice and comfortable with a fresh sheet and a new duvet cover on (I fucking love fresh bedding) I gave her a t-shirt to wear and we both went to bed a little later, entwining our bodies like earlier on, except in a more sleepy way.
I fell asleep in her arms for the first proper time and so began our lives together. Hard to believe it all happened so quickly, I knew there would be more experiences to share with each other, but for now, simply sharing life together was enough for me.
Goodnight.
(Seriously, fuck off; we're tired, I'm sure there will be more soon if you insist on knowing everything)
(Oh, and Sally says 'goodnight' too)
See you soon
The days following that Saturday were something of a blur; I know that's a cliché but stick with me on this. I'm not going to describe each time we made love because it would bore you and, after the last two chapters, you should be well versed in what we look like. However, I will give you a brief rundown of events so far.
My name's Faye, I am nineteen and I have long red hair down to my bum. I'm fairly skinny with small but pert breasts and I would say my legs are probably my best feature. I'm around five-foot-eight and most of that is my legs! I also have a cute little bottom and that's about it. Faye in a nutshell!
Kara was my longtime crush, she's married but her husband was a dick. So she came to my flat where, in chapter two, I seduced her and introduced her to lovemaking of a lesbian kind, and in chapter five I fucked her with a strap-on, which was exactly as much fun as it sounds.
Now, Kara… Kara is beautiful; she's a thirty-year-old primary school teacher who teaches kids under seven. She has short blonde hair that reaches her shoulders, recently she has started letting it go naturally curly, but its loose curls rather than one of those afro/perm type monstrosities. No offence.
She's a little shorter than me, about five-foot-six with a gorgeous figure. She is not as skinny as I am but she is slim, certainly nowhere near chubby! Imagine the quintessential first-year schoolteacher; bubbly and kind, smiley and effortlessly sweet, and you'll be somewhere near her.
Now we're all caught up, I'll tell you about the specific time we started properly experimenting with our sexual fantasies. You might remember that after I had fucked her with the strap-on she promised to do the same to me. She did, but I'm not going to talk about that now.