Story 13 #2
But when she saw a face in the dark, all that she could make out was the blonde hair - but it was lighter than Tom's and longer.
Then her eyes shot open. She was panting. She felt turned on in ways that she didn’t quite understand. It hit her hard and she wasn’t prepared for it.
She got up and had a shower. Her body was bathed in a fine film of sweat.
When she was in the shower, she ran her hands over her body. It felt good. She felt as though she had been without a touch like that for too long - hands exploring, gently touching. It wasn't the same, of course, when it was her own hands. She suddenly felt a deep yearning for the touch of another person.
Her hand slid down her body. It started on her breasts and moved further down.
She felt her belly and then her hand moved further down, between her legs. She let out a slight gasp as she touched herself.
She rubbed herself lightly. Perhaps if she had more time she could enjoy herself. But she didn't have more time, did she? She had things to do today. She had to go and meet Anna. Anna. Jane's eyes shot open. She couldn't be late for that! She had to get a grip of herself as well. She told herself that she was behaving in a ridiculous manner.
All the same, she turned the shower tap onto cold for a few seconds, just to try and calm herself down a bit.
She shivered and jumped out of the shower. That was enough, she told herself.
She got dressed in a light summery dress that ended just above her knees, grabbed her camera, and headed out.
She had told Anna what bench to meet her on, and Anna was already there when she arrived. She came from behind her and saw her sitting there, her body slightly curved to one side.
Her hair shone golden as the sun blazed down. She was also wearing a light dress. Hers had thins traps and Jane could see her bare, bronzed, shoulders. Once again she had that strange stirring.
She walked around to the front of the bench.
“Hey!” Anna said when she saw her, and there was that magical smile once again.
“Hey!”
Anna got to her feet and gave Jane a hug. Jane closed her eyes and breathed in deeply. Anna’s scent was fresh, citrus.
She liked the feel of Anna’s arms around her and she liked the feel of Anna’s little body in her arms.
She told herself, not for the first time, to get a grip. She was just missing Tom, that was all. Surely that was all it was.
They walked around the park, taking photos. They spoke easily with one another, immediately feeling comfortable with each other.
At one point, Anna turned her camera to Jane and playfully took a photo of her.
"Now you do me," she said and posed for Jane. Jane raised her camera and looked at Anna in the viewfinder.
She felt her heart skip a beat. Anna really did look amazing. She was incredibly photogenic.
Jane took the photo.
“What shall we do now?” she asked Anna.
"I don't know. It'd be nice to grab a coffee somewhere, maybe check out our photos."
“That would be good. How about we head back to my place? My car is parked nearby.”
“Sure!”
They got in Jane’s car and began the drive back to her place.
On the way back, Jane stole glances at Anna’s legs. She could see the golden, unblemished, thighs. It was hard to keep her focus on the road.
They got back to Jane’s place and headed inside.
"Hey," Anna said, turning to her suddenly. As she turned, her hair flew up, catching the light that streamed through the window. Her smile had a hint of wickedness about it, "How about we get some more photos? Just a little photo shoot. Just the two of us. A bit of fun."
Her eyes glinted with the same wickedness that Jane had seen in her smile. Their eyes locked and Jane tried to work out if there was some other meaning to Anna’s words or if it was just something innocent.
Anna stood by the window that led out to the garden. She was bathed in sunlight and looked like a vision.
Jane stared at her, slightly open-mouthed. She looked beautiful - glorious.
Anna was looking at her, waiting for her to do something. She raised her camera and took a photo, and then another.
The more photos she took, the more she saw Anna getting into it.
Anna lifted her dress slightly, showing off even more of those golden thighs of hers.
She pushed one of her dress straps off her shoulder. Her shoulder was fully exposed, an unbroken area of perfect skin. Jane could imagine going over to her and kissing it.
“Now it’s your turn,” Anna said.
She picked her camera up.
Jane wasn't sure what to do. Anna was pointing the camera at her and she did her best to pose for her. At first, she felt self-conscious about it, but she found herself getting more into it as time went by as well.
She leaned forward, the tops of her breasts exposed, and pouted at the camera. Anna was smiling at her from behind the camera.
Then, Anna put her camera down. She stepped closer to Jane.
“You know,” she said, thoughtfully, “you were really born for this. You look amazing in front of the camera. I mean, not just in front of the camera. You look amazing anyway. I noticed that as soon as I first saw you. I could see just how beautiful you were.”
She had moved even closer to Jane now. She was almost right in front of her. Jane could feel her heart racing. Something in the atmosphere in the room had changed significantly and she wasn’t quite sure what was going on. She had her suspicions but she told herself that it was just her mind playing tricks on her.
“Thanks,” Jane replied, “You look amazing as well. I mean it. I noticed that the first time I saw you as well.”
She felt herself blush. It felt like a big, significant, confession to tell Anna this.
Anna’s smile seemed to broaden, however. It seemed as though this was just what she had wanted to hear, telling her that what she wanted was going to happen.
She stepped even closer. She reached out with one hand and pushed Jane’s hair back behind her ear. The light touch of her fingertips as they brushed over Jane’s face made her skin tingle.
“What a beautiful face,” she murmured.
This all felt so natural to Jane all of a sudden. The time that she had spent thinking about it, none of it had felt right then, but now that she was confronted with it, right in front of her, she felt as though it was the most natural thing in the world.
She knew what was coming. The anticipation was exquisite. She had a feeling that Anna knew how much she wanted it and she was teasing her, keeping her waiting just that little bit longer, building the anticipation even further.
She saw Anna lick her lips. She did it so slowly, so teasingly. First, Jane focused on the tongue in motion, wanting it. Then she saw the lips, wet and inviting.
Then Anna leaned forward. Jane saw Anna’s lips part slightly as they came in closer. She saw the flash of teeth and the pink tongue contained behind them.
Then her lips copied what Anna's were doing. They parted slightly as Anna's face came closer.
She could feel Anna’s hand on the side of her head. She hadn’t even realized that Anna had left it there when she had brushed at her hair, but there it was.
Her touch had been light, but now it was holding her head in place with more conviction.
Anna’s face loomed ever closer.
Jane had just enough time to feel her breath on her face and then they were kissing.
Anna's lips brushed over hers softly to start with, her nose pushing past Jane's, and then their lips seemed to lock on. She felt Anna's tongue push past her lips, her teeth and her tongue went to meet it. They came together and rubbed at one another as their lips pushed together.
The intensity seemed to build between the two of them. Jane could feel a fire burning within her.
Anna’s hand was still on her face. Her own hand went to Anna’s shoulder. She had been thinking about that shoulder since she had first seen Anna slide the strap from it. She moved her hand over the shoulder. The skin felt so soft, just as she had imagined it would feel.
Her fingers moved to the strap and toyed with it. It seemed as though this excited Anna, as her lips pushed against Jane’s with even greater enthusiasm. She stepped closer and their bodies pushed against one another.
There was a litheness to Anna's body as it shifted against hers.
She had imagined that she would dominate the smaller woman - back when the first thoughts of the two of them together had started to tantalize her with the possibilities. However, she didn’t feel as though she was dominating Anna. Instead, she felt as though she was bending to the will of the other woman.
Anna seemed so confident. It felt as though this was all going exactly the way that she wanted, as though she had planned this all right from the start.
Anna's other hand went to Jane's waist. Jane felt it move over the curve of her hips and then move around to settle on her stomach. She could feel the pressure of the hand change with the rise and fall of her breathing.
Anna’s mouth moved - they had been locked together but now she broke the seal as she moved her mouth to kiss the corner of Jane’s mouth, delicately.
Then she was kissing her cheek. The hand that had been on that side of Jane’s face moved. She caressed Jane’s throat and then her hand rested on Jane’s shoulder. It felt somehow possessive, as though she was somehow taking possession of Jane. Jane was willing to be hers then, all hers.
Anna's kisses moved to Jane's throat. Jane tilted her head to one side and sighed happily. The sensation of the other woman's mouth on her throat was exquisite. She could feel the lips lock on, then feel Anna suck on her skin. She felt the teeth lightly scratching at her skin. Anna's hand went further down Jane's body and she slid her other one back around so that she had both hands on Jane's waist. Jane felt gripped firmly.
Then Anna raised her face back up to look at Jane's face. Their eyes met and once again Jane was overwhelmed with just how beautiful Anna really was.