Story 13 #2
Bella pulled out and began driving to her house. She asked Jane about herself and seemed genuinely interested in her travel plans. Bella told her that she lived with her husband but that he was working late that day.
“We’ll get you dried off and then I’ll drive you to the hotel,” she said.
“Thank you so much for this.”
They pulled up at the house.
They went inside and Bella took Jane to the bathroom and then got her some towels and a bathrobe.
“If you bring me your clothes after you get dried off and into the bathrobe, I’ll throw them in the drier quickly.”
“Thanks so much,” Jane said. She was warm now that she was in the house. She was feeling a lot calmer and a lot more positive about things.
She stripped and dried herself off. She slipped into the bathrobe and then used the towels to dry her hair the best she could.
She sat on the edge of the bath and breathed deeply.
She felt a great deal of gratitude toward the woman who had rescued her.
If it hadn't been for her then where would she be now?
She could still hear the rain beating down outside.
Would she be pounding the streets even now?
Colder, wetter, even more desperate? She shuddered slightly.
It didn't bear thinking about. She thought about how she had gotten herself into this ridiculous situation.
How was it possible in a modern city like this to get yourself into such a mess?
She smiled slightly. It was easy to laugh about it now that it was over.
It was certainly a story to share, anyway.
She grabbed the pile of wet clothes and headed downstairs. She found Bella in the kitchen.
“Feeling better?” Bella asked.
“Lots. Thank you.”
“Here, give me your clothes.”
Bella held her arms out. Jane stepped closer to her. She had a moment to admire the woman’s figure. She was wearing a smart dress that clung to her impressive curves. Jane’s eyes couldn’t help but be drawn to her voluptuous chest. She looked away quickly, not wanting to get caught staring.
Bella took Jane's clothes over to the drier.
She bent down to put them in. The dress stretched tight over her ass and Jane couldn't help but stare at it.
She thought about her own tight little ass and looked at this full, round ass.
It was quite a contrast - both of them attractive, both of them very different from one another.
Jane couldn't take her eyes off Bella's ass.
She wondered what it would feel like to take hold of it.
She shook her head and looked away. What on earth was she thinking? This wasn’t like her at all. She supposed that she was just in a heightened state of emotion. That had to be the explanation.
Bella turned the drier on and turned back to Jane.
"Shall we go through to the front room? You look worn out, you could probably do with a bit of a sit-down!"
Jane was feeling quite tired, yet also somehow keyed up, as though the adrenaline was pumping through her veins.
She followed Bella through. They sat down next to one another on the couch.
Bella sat close to Jane. She was smiling at her. There was something strange in that smile, somehow knowing - it was as though she had a secret that she couldn’t wait to share.
“You know,” she said thoughtfully when they had both been sat there, chatting casually for a while, “You’re a very beautiful young woman, Jane.”
Jane blushed at the compliment. She wasn’t sure just how to respond to the compliment. A part of her wanted to return the compliment but she wasn’t really sure just what to say. Bella did look good, but she wasn’t sure how to say it appropriately.
Instead, she blushed slightly.
Bella laughed. It was a musical tinkling sound.
“Ah, are you a bit shy?” She said, teasing Jane slightly, “I didn’t take you for a shy one. I wonder what we can do about that?”
Jane didn’t quite understand what she meant by that. She realized that Bella had moved closer to her on the couch. She hadn’t even noticed it happening, but now Bella was so close to her that her leg was brushing up against Jane’s.
Jane looked down quickly. She could see the smooth, bare skin of the other woman’s leg. A part of her wanted to reach out and touch it.
She noticed that her bathrobe had pushed open slightly at the leg as well.
She saw her own skin there and she started to think about the other woman’s hand on her leg, what it would feel like.
Did the other woman want it? Suddenly Jane was convinced that she did.
Then the thought flashed through her head - she wanted it just as much.
She felt slightly dizzy at the prospect, and also at the realization that it was all right there for the taking.
Something held her back - her doubts, her uncertainty. It didn’t matter, however. She had been looking down at their legs, and then she looked up and Bella was looking at her intently.
“Am I going to have to make the first move?” Bella asked, tilting her head to one side.
“I...” Jane began. But then Bella’s hand was pushing her hair back behind her ear and taking hold of her head, all in one smooth motion. Jane felt the other woman tugging at her head, pulling her close. She did nothing to stop her, instead just letting herself get pulled close.
Their faces drew close. Bella’s mouth was open and Jane felt her breath on her face. She saw Bella’s eyes closing but she didn’t close her own - at least, not yet.
Then their lips came together and finally they were kissing.
Jane felt as though things had been building up to this, although at the same time it all seemed to be happening so fast.
When Bella’s lips first touched hers, pushing softly against them, she tensed for a moment.
Then the pressure was gone and Bella was looking into her eyes.
Her hand stroked her face and moved down, running down her arm and taking hold of her hand. She tilted her head to one side.
“Is this what you want?” she asked, softly.
Even then, Jane didn’t know what to say. Instead, she nodded. That was all that Bella had needed. She squeezed Jane’s hand, and Jane squeezed back.
Bella’s other hand went to Jane’s face and pulled her close again. This time, Jane closed her eyes as well and the two of them kissed properly, with more conviction. Their lips brushed over one another, electricity sparking with the connection, and then they pushed together.
Their lips were parted as they came together and Jane felt the light touch of Bella’s tongue against her lips.
Bella pushed just that little bit harder and for a moment they felt their teeth come together but then they adjusted themselves and found their rhythm, their mouths moving over each other’s, their tongues rubbing on one another’s.
Jane reached out tentatively and put her hand on Bella’s bare shoulder.
She felt the warmth of her skin. She felt the shoulder shift as Bella moved her hand.
She put it on Jane’s waist. Her touch was soft and somehow reassuring to the younger, less experienced woman.
Jane felt as though she was melting under Bella’s touch.
She seemed to feel so eat ease, as though this was right where she was supposed to be, as though she had finally arrived.
She felt so at peace that she didn’t even react at first when she felt Bella’s hand start to slide down her body.
However, when it reached the naked skin of her upper thigh, where it had been exposed by the bathrobe opening - when she felt the gentle touch - she tensed for a moment.
She paused her kiss for just the briefest moment, but it was enough to alert Bella to her caution.
Bella broke their kiss and looked at her.
“Is this OK?” she asked.
Jane didn’t answer her. Instead, she reached up and took hold of the side of Bella’s face, pulling her in for a kiss.
She felt Bella’s soft touch on her thigh get slightly firmer.
The other woman stroked her leg. She felt her push up beneath the robe.
She remembered that she wasn’t even wearing any panties - even they had needed to go into the dryer.
She wondered if Bella would realize - if her hand would keep going further up till it finally reached the bare skin of her ass.
The idea thrilled her. She was somehow both excited and a little bit scared at the prospect.
But somehow the fear only made the excitement all the more real.
Her own hand-copied what Bella's had been doing. She placed it just above the knee of Bella's leg. She felt the other woman's skin and stroked it with her thumb.
She felt Bella’s hand moving further up, pushing beneath the bathrobe. Her own hand copied.
At this point, her heart was racing. The movement of their hands was inexorable. They were inching closer and closer to this moving beyond just a kiss and moving onto something else.
The intensity of their kiss seemed to increase. They both wanted this now, they both wanted whatever was coming next and they both wanted to communicate to the other one, through their actions, that they wanted this just as much as one another.
Bella pushed herself toward Jane and Jane leaned back, turning as she did so that she was lying back on the couch.
Bella was above her, leaning down over her.
The passion was building, but then the moment was broken.
The door to the room swung open.
Bella raised herself up. Jane turned in shock. They both looked at who had come through the door.
Jane was dismayed to see that it was a man.
He was wearing a polo shirt and trousers.
In the midst of her panic, she still noted that he was a good-looking man.
He was tall and broad-shouldered. He had a good tan and looked as though he was about the same age as Bella.
He had short, dark brown hair and a strong jawline.
She didn't know why she even noticed his looks in the middle of this crazy situation.
Perhaps it was because she had already been turned on and her libido was all the more susceptible.
Jane felt suddenly ashamed. Caught! They had been caught! This man was sure to be angry.
“Oh, hello there, Harry,” Bella said, not sounding in the least bit concerned.
“Jane,” she went on, “this is my husband, Harry. You don’t mind if he joins us, do you?”
Jane looked at Bella and then looked at this man.