Second Chances: A Lesbian Romance

by Mia Archer

  “Where’d you get that thing? It looks more like floss than a bikini,” I said.

  I really wish there was enough light that I could see. I really wanted to know if she was blushing, but it wasn’t to be. She did at least look down, though, a sure sign that she was embarrassed. At least it had been a sure sign she was embarrassed when we were friends in middle school, though that had been over a decade past at this point so who knows how her body language had changed.

  I also found myself getting excited as I looked at that suit. Excited at the prospect of putting that on for her. Of showing off. Obviously she wanted me to wear something sexy or else she would’ve gone for a one piece. That was assuming she had more than the one suit.

  If she had a suit like that for me then that also meant there was a good chance she was wearing something similar under her shirt. I found myself wanting to pull that shirt up and off. I felt like a kid who’d just found a particularly interesting present to unwrap, and I didn’t want to wait to do the unwrapping.

  Still, as I looked at what she had on offer for me I got an idea. A wicked idea that would tease Allison while also giving me one hell of a thrill. I walked over and took the suit from her. I moved until I was only a foot away from her and locked eyes with her. Licked my lips as she stared into my eyes, two points of light reflecting off of those beautiful orbs in the darkness as they ran up and down my body.

  Oh yeah, Allison was primed for a tease, and I was ready to give it to her. After all, hadn’t I just resolved that I was going to enjoy the fuck out of this night regardless of what happened after?

  Well it was time to do some enjoying.

  I looked her up and down. I made it damn obvious that I was looking her up and down. I wanted absolutely no doubt in her mind that I was checking her out.

  “You already changed?”

  Allison looked down and away from me. Again I couldn’t see in the dark, but I had a pretty good feeling that she was blushing as she looked away from me.

  “I thought…”

  “Oh that’s okay,” I said. “I was just thinking you might need some help.”

  “I was fine,” Allison whispered.

  “Well, I suppose you wont mind if I go ahead and get changed then,” I said. “After all, you’re all ready to go and I feel like I’m behind.”

  I reached down and started pulling up on my shirt. I figured I could go with quick and matter-of-fact, but that wouldn’t be any fun now would it? No, I made sure to go slow. I made sure to give her a show. I didn’t look to see if she was paying attention. I knew her eyes would be riveted to me.

  At least if I was in her situation my eyes would be riveted to me.

  My shirt went over my head and I risked a glance. Yup. She was staring, transfixed. I had her complete and undivided attention, and why not? I figured she was enjoying fulfilling one hell of a fantasy by watching me undress, and I felt warmth coursing through my body as I felt her eyes running over me.

  Damn was this hot, and we hadn’t even touched yet!

  I reached behind and undid my bra. Pulled it down one shoulder and then another. I felt like I was on fire wherever her eyes ran across my body, but I wasn’t going to give everything up. Not yet. I let my bra fall and her eyes went wide but just as it was about to fall off and reveal everything I did a little twirl and when I came back around my bra was on the floor and my arm was covering my breasts blocking them from view.

  “You look disappointed Allison,” I said. “Were you expecting something there?”

  Allison licked her lips. Oh yeah, she was hoping for a show but she was just getting the tease. “No, nothing like that.”

  I giggled. “Right. I guess I’ll just put this on then.”

  I twirled back around and looked over my shoulder as I slipped it on. “Could you tie this in the back for me?”

  Not that I was going to have any trouble. No, more than anything I needed to feel her close to me. I needed to feel the heat coming off her body. I was completely drunk on being close to her, and I was starting to think this tease was doing as much for me as it was for Allison.

  She stepped forward as though she was in a trance and that look on her face was something I was going to remember for the rest of my life even if the rest of the evening did eventually go to shit.

  She was right behind me. I felt her T-shirt brushing against my bare back. Damn how I wished she wasn’t wearing that shirt. How I wanted to feel her skin pressing against my own just like it had five years ago. I wanted to feel that again more than anything, but I was going to have to settle for the light touch of her fingers brushing first against my back and then my neck as she tied the top in place.

  Those fingers were like heaven. It was a light touch but it was enough to send a shiver running through me that kept right on going long after it should’ve been over.

  Yeah, this was definitely doing something for me as much as it was doing something for Allison. Much more of this and I was going to lose control. I was going to turn around and have my way with her right here instead of waiting to get into the pool. Assuming she was far enough gone that she let me have my way with her.

  I turned around and she looked me up and down again. She licked her lips. Oh yeah, she was definitely far enough gone, but I wasn’t done yet. I maintained eye contact as I unzipped my shorts.

  “Do you like what you’re seeing Allison?” I asked.

  She nodded. Oh yeah, she was completely mine. I almost wanted to ask her if she was starting to regret all those years she’d spent trying to deny who she was and what she really wanted, but I figured that would be pushing things a little too far.

  No, that wasn’t a direction I wanted to push. Feeling her close to me made me want to push her over the edge and realize she needed to be with a woman, but I planned on being a hell of a lot more direct than having a debate over the mistakes of the past five years.

  “Do you want to?” I asked.

  I didn’t know if this would be pushing her too far either, but I had hopes. And much to my surprise Allison got down on her knees in front of me. I felt lightheaded as I looked down at her. As we shared a perfect moment in the shadows with only the faint light from a couple of blinking lights attached to electronics somewhere to illuminate her beautiful face looking up at me.

  Allison licked her lips again and I felt weak in the knees as I thought of a couple of interesting things she could do with her tongue. She hooked her fingers in my bottoms and pulled down and I was exposed to her.

  I wondered if this was it. I wondered if this was the point of no return. I was laid bare before her. Even in the weak light I was sure she could see how turned on I was. I was so slick and wet. All it would take was for her to lean forward, to run her tongue between my legs, and I would be launched into the stratosphere on the force of what I’m sure would’ve been one of the most intense orgasms ever experienced by anyone ever.

  Only it wasn’t to be. There still seemed to be a bit of hesitation in Allison. A bit of reluctance, or at the very least a part of her that wanted to play hard to get. And rather than being frustrated by that I just found that it was adding to the overall naughty feeling of the moment.

  Allison pulled away and the spell that had been holding me in place was gone. I pulled on my bottoms and went to tie them but then Allison was there again. She was on her knees right in front of me helping me tie the bottoms at the side and all I could do was wonder if she’d also be the one who was untying them after we started our swim.

  I was also starting to wonder exactly who was teasing who. I’d thought I was the one in control, but I was starting to seriously doubt that. She was driving me just as wild as I’d hoped to drive her.

  Then it was done. The tension between us could still be cut with a knife. I had goose bumps running up and down my body and I was on fire everywhere she’d touched me. I was on fire between my legs. I wanted to pull her against me, but if she was going to hold back then I thought I might as well give her a
taste of that medicine.

  Besides, there was still one thing missing.

  “I think one of us is overdressed for going for a swim Allison.”

  Allison smiled and turned to walk towards the windows running along one end of the room. She turned and looked over her shoulder as I watched and imagined what her ass must look like in her bikini under that oversized shirt.

  “Are you coming Claire?”

  Now that could be taken in two ways, one more fun than the other. I’d have to settle for the less fun alternative for now though as I followed her in a trance.

  Allison stepped out and hit a switch and the lights flipped on in the pool, but not around the pool. I followed, reaching down to scoop up my phone from my shorts lying pooled on the floor just in case. I still wanted to be able to shoot a message off to Felicia and the girls if I needed to, and I also had a healthy paranoia about leaving my phone alone.

  Allison was pulling some towels out of a closet that looked like it was built onto the outside of the house. She tossed them down next to the pool and I figured that was as safe a place as any to toss my phone.

  It was dark around the pool, but the light filtering up from the water was more than enough for me to see her clearly. She blushed and looked down, and this time there was definitely enough light for me to see the way her cheeks colored.

  Weird. I wonder why she was blushing like that when we’d already shared that moment? When we’d already been so close? She really had nothing to hide from me at this point.

  “I thought you might like this surprise,” she said.

  “Surprise?”

  “Come here Claire,” she said. “I want you to pull my shirt off.”

  Crazily enough I hesitated in that moment as she was looking at me and begging me with her eyes to pull her shirt of. I thought about how insane it was that I’d gone from not being able to stand the sight of her even as looking at her turned me on to standing here in front of her with her begging me to take her clothes off.

  I never thought anything like this was going to happen. Maybe I’d dreamed about it, fantasized about it, but this was reality. This wasn’t a fantasy world where a girl who broke my heart and was firmly in the closet suddenly decided she was all about the girls.

  And that was probably the main source of my brief hesitation. I know I told Felicia and the girls that I was going for the revenge bang, but I knew I wasn’t going to be happy with that.

  In this moment I knew that I needed so much more than that. I wanted Allison in my life. I needed her in my life. Sure I could have a night of fun but ultimately I’d feel empty if she went back to her normal life leaving me just as high and dry as I’d been that night five years ago.

  Then I shook my head and realized what an idiot I was being. There was a beautiful girl, the girl of my dreams, standing before me begging me to take her. Who was I to deny a request like that? In the moment I didn’t care if she still had issues to work through, issues that would keep her out of my life long term. I could at least have this little bit of closure, couldn’t I?

  I knew I was lying to myself when I said that would be enough, but ultimately it would have to be enough if that’s all she was willing to give, wouldn’t it?

  I moved forward and grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt. Pulled up revealing inch after inch of her skin. It was a sight that was burned into my memory from years ago.

  I gasped as I realized what she was wearing. A bikini I recognized from so long ago. A sparkling green number that reflected the light filtering out of the pool. The very same one she’d worn that night I initially found heaven on earth.

  “Surprise!” she said, then before I could react she turned and hopped into the pool before I could get down to what I really wanted to do after seeing her in that bikini.

  Damn it. So it was going to be a chase. After five years of waiting, five years of lying to myself and pretending this wasn’t exactly what I’d been hoping for, I was ready for a little honesty and fun.

  I grinned and jumped in after her.

  16: Friendly Swim

  Cold water. Okay, that was good. I needed a nice cold splash to the face. Not that it was that cool to begin with, really. Dad insisted on having a heater on the pool and it was always kept in the mid-eighties, but it was still a shock.

  I needed something to shock me out of the crazy brazen way I was suddenly acting around Claire. I hadn’t acted like this around a guy in like, ever. I hadn’t acted like this around a girl since, well.

  Claire. Five years ago at the bonfire. Tonight was starting to feel a lot like that fateful night. The same rush. The same taboo feeling.

  The same worries.

  I had to jump into the pool. Get away. It was more of a defense mechanism than anything else. I was seriously worried that if I stayed out there on the deck for much longer then something was going to happen. Something I very much wanted to happen. Something I was very much terrified might happen.

  I turned just in time to see Claire pop out of the water doing a model pose where she ran her hand through her slicked back hair and turned her gaze on me. Usually when someone popped out of the water like that they had a look of surprise on their face after jumping into the cool-feeling water.

  There was no surprise on Claire’s face, though. Just an impish smile that sent a thrill running through my body even as it set a chill running down my spine.

  I started shivering as I looked at her, and it had nothing to do with the water or even the air above. It was about as hot outside as it was in the pool. No, the sudden shuddering that was racking my body had everything to do with Claire. I wanted her to come over and finish what we’d started in the house. What we’d continued out on the deck when I jumped in the pool just to escape.

  The part of me that was worried about what it might mean if we finished what we’d started was getting quieter with every passing moment. Being in Claire’s presence was enough to turn me into a possessed woman. And in a way I suppose I was. When I was nice and far away I could tell myself lies like there wasn’t a spark with my boyfriends because I hadn’t found the right guy yet, and I could almost believe those lies.

  With Claire right in front of me setting me on fire and proving those thoughts for the lies they were it was a hell of a lot more difficult to deny how I truly felt. Of course that brought up a good question. How did I truly feel? Was I willing to risk everything and admit how I felt about Claire to the world? Did any of that matter right now?

  I suppose it didn’t. Right now I wanted to enjoy myself. I could think about all that other bullshit later. And yet all that “other bullshit” kept galloping to the forefront of my thoughts which made it very difficult to try and ignore it.

  Yeah, here in the moment I was going to enjoy myself.

  I thought Claire might go for the gold right away. From the way she was looking at me it certainly seemed like she was on the verge of splashing over here and picking up where we’d left off. I so desperately wanted to feel her lips pressing against mine, and I’d probably do just about anything she wanted in that moment. That’s how turned on I was. That’s how drunk I was on this feeling that had been denied to me for half a decade.

  Instead she splashed her way over to the deep end of the pool and hung on the diving board staring at me in almost a challenge. Like she wanted me to come to her. Like she was testing me.

  I could’ve played a little hard to get of my own, but what would be the point of that? I was already thinking about how hot this was, about how much I needed Claire, so what was the point in playing games?

  So I paddled my way over to the deep end of the pool. I suppose that could be taken metaphorically as well as literally. There was just one problem. When I reached her I was treading water and she was still hanging onto the diving board which just served to accentuate how nice her body looked in that bikini. I’d deliberately gone for something scandalous instead of one of the frumpy one pieces left over from the days when my mom had hoped in vai
n she might get me to wear something a little more modest when I was running around the beach. Unfortunately being in the deep end made it a little difficult to have any of the fun I’d been anticipating when I grabbed that scandalous number.

  I guess Claire didn’t get that memo though. No, she let go of the board with one hand and reached out to me with a seductive smile on her face.

  “Come here Allison.”

  I felt the weight of the moment settling on my shoulders and it felt almost as though I was going to sink to the bottom of the pool under that weight, as ridiculous as that sounded. Sure we’d kissed outside the bowling alley, we’d had some fun in the house, but this was a huge line and I had a choice whether or not I was going to cross it.

  Though honestly I’d already crossed the line by jumping in here, and in that moment the weight lifted from my shoulders. In that moment everything suddenly seemed right with the world. I was here with Claire and that was right. That felt good. More than anything in that moment I realized I was so head over heels for this girl that I kind of wanted to shout it to the world. I wanted to have what Valerie and that Darcy girl had.

  I wanted Claire, and I didn’t care if the world knew. Why should I care what a bunch of people I never saw thought? They were the ones who needed to get with the times. There was nothing wrong with me.

  It was such a simple change in the way I thought about the Claire situation and yet it was profound at the same time. It was going to change everything about my world. A few minutes ago that thought had terrified me, but now that I’d had that shift in my thinking I found myself wondering why I’d ever been terrified in the first place. I wasn’t happy with Kyle, I was constantly stressed out trying to deny the truth.

  So much easier to just be honest about what I really wanted. It was made particularly easy with Claire right in front of me looking so fucking enticing. She was the inducement to action that had been missing since that first night when I went too far and came scarily close to the truth.