The week passed uneventfully, and Tia didn’t get to learn much more about Courtney because they didn’t have much time to talk. According to Courtney, business was “booming,” and they didn’t usually have so many people in the store.
Figures, Tia thought to herself, that as soon as I enter the picture and have a crush on my coworker, things pick up. If Courtney weren’t so damn good-looking, I’d probably be bored out of my mind right now.
Tia still found the store more enjoyable than being at home, despite how good a pet her new rat was. She emailed her friend Madita in New England and told her about Courtney, and expressed that she was starting to think that Courtney was either with someone or just not interested. Madita replied by telling her that it was too soon to really know anything for sure.
Courtney and Morgan noticed the plastic container she was carrying that Sunday morning when she arrived for work a few minutes early, like she usually did. They exchanged good mornings, and Courtney asked what was in the container.
“Well, since you guys nag me about lunch, I thought I’d still skip lunch, but bring dessert instead.”
Mom and daughter laughed.
“I baked some chocolate chip cookies last night that came out great. I thought I’d share some.”
“Oh, I hate you,” Morgan said. “I just started the South Beach diet!”
Courtney and Tia laughed, although Morgan did end up enjoying a few at lunchtime.
Because it wasn’t overly busy for a Sunday, Courtney and Tia got to take their afternoon break together. She was glad it wasn’t so busy for a change. She knew that being busy was mostly to blame for their not being able to talk as much, but even so, Tia was beginning to wonder if anything would ever happen between them. Last night, she had been tossing and turning, unable to sleep, not just because the neighbors wouldn’t shut up, but because another uncool possibility hit her.
Courtney could very well have a girlfriend.
Courtney sat back in the office chair, one foot on the edge, while her arm rested upon her knee. She watched Tia as they finished off the last of the cookies. “These were great. It was so nice of you to bring them in.”
“I’m glad you liked them,” Tia said from her chair just a few feet away.
Courtney took a deep breath. The moment had come. “Doing anything after work?”
Tia smiled, heartbeat accelerating in hopeful anticipation as to why Courtney was asking. “No, not really. Why?”
“Well, mom and I came in separate cars today because she has to leave a half hour early for a dentist appointment, and so I was wondering if you’d like to come to my place from here and hang out together for a while.”
“I’d be delighted to.”
Courtney’s heart soared as did Tia’s.
“Back to work, ladies!”
They giggled like schoolchildren who had been doing something they shouldn’t be doing and left the office.
“What’s so funny?” Morgan asked.
Courtney shrugged and said, “Oh, nothing.”
“No closing up early. Be sure to wait until 5:00. And don’t let the diet destroyer here leave early either,” Morgan said.
“Don’t worry, Mom. Besides, she’s going home with me today.”
Morgan’s eyebrows rose a notch. “Oh, really? Well, good. Maybe you can straighten this slob out a bit, Tia. Her place needs the feminine touch.”
Tia laughed and went to wait on a customer who just walked in.
5:00 couldn’t come fast enough!
When it finally did, Courtney locked up at 5:00 and escorted Tia to her car, making sure to open her door first. It was a small compact car that was sort of sporty and about 7 years old, as Courtney told her.
“It’s been reliable and has heat and AC, so that’s all that matters,” Courtney also said. “Do you need to stop at your place first, or anywhere else?”
“No, I’m fine,” said Tia, who was surprised to see the city more or less disappear in less than ten minutes. Where there had been nearly wall-to-wall buildings and tons of people, there were now sprawling hills and wooded areas. The houses became further apart, too.
Courtney seemed happy that Tia found the scenery so delightful.
“It’s like pushing a button and – wow, instant country!” Tia exclaimed. “I’ve always dreamed of living in a rural area, but figured I’d be stuck in cities all my life, especially since I don’t like to drive.”
“You never know,” said Courtney.
Tia tried not to let herself read too much into that statement but found it hard not to. The next thing she knew, they were winding through a dirt driveway flanked by trees. After about ninety seconds, they came to a fork. The left side sloped downward, the right upward.
Courtney nodded towards the right and said, “That’s where my mom and Stan live,” before they dropped down into a narrow clearing where a trailer stood, leaving Tia open-mouthed, staring in shocked disbelief at the serenity and seclusion around them.
“It’s amazing!” Tia exclaimed. “I can’t believe this little hideaway could exist so close to a city filled with so many people.”
Courtney was grinning, apparently pleased by her pleasure.
They got out of the car, and Tia said, “Unbelievable! This is just incredible!”
It was, too. There was nothing around but trees and mountains, other than her mother’s place a few hundred feet away, but you couldn’t see it because of all the trees.
The trailer was old but didn’t look anything on the inside as it did on the outside. The outside was in need of a serious paint job, although Tia found the inside to be rather cute and cozy as small as it was. The kitchen, bathroom and bedroom had been remodeled, and the walls sheetrocked. The living room still had its original maple-paneled walls. Lavender carpet covered the living room and bedroom floors. The kitchen and bathroom floors were covered in linoleum that was pale pink with tiny light blue and yellow flowers.
”So you wouldn’t be nervous living in such a secluded place as this?” Courtney asked.
“No,” said Tia. “Not at all.”
“Well, you’re welcome to stay as long as you like. If you’re still here in the morning, I’ll drop you off at your place on my way to the store.”
Tia smiled.
Courtney had a few pictures around the place of friends and family, some of which she was in as well. Tia studied one picture in which Courtney had hair nearly to the middle of her back but with the same long bangs worn to the side, nearly covering one eye, and it looked just as nice as it did now at the shoulders. Tia found that longer hair didn’t usually do much to add femininity to the more masculine of the lesbians, but it did seem to “soften” her a bit. Then again, Courtney wasn’t exactly a “diesel dyke” to begin with, in Tia’s mind. Yeah, she was like a boy and Tia had even thought she might be just a cute young guy when she first spotted her, but as athletic and boyish as her body may be, and as plain as some might say her face was, Tia considered her to be about a seven and a half on a scale one to ten with ten being the most masculine. Tia didn’t know what it was, but there was just something about this so-called ordinary girl that turned her on!
“I like you with longer hair, too,” Tia told her.
“Yeah, it was ok. I’ll probably grow it back at some point.”
“And I’ll probably be cutting mine up to my waist.”
Courtney burst into a fit of laughter.
Tia laughed, too.
“I’m sorry,” laughed Courtney. “That just sounded so funny! Cutting your hair up to your waist.”
They continued laughing.
“You’re the first person I ever heard say that, and probably the last, too.”
Once they finally managed to stop laughing, Tia could see that while Courtney didn’t have a computer, she had a good-sized hi-def TV and stereo. Even a guitar. After she fetched them some sodas, they sat out front on the porch as the sun was setting, and Courtney played her guitar and they both sang.
Tia compared Courtney’s style to one of the current popular rock stars.
“I’ve been told I sound like her before,” said Courtney. “I can’t believe how good you are, though. You’re amazing! Why aren’t you seeking a job singing?”
“I’ve done my share of nightclub singing. But these days I prefer to live a more mellow life whenever possible. Not a dull one, but not so wild either, with tons of drunks and stinky cigarette smoke.”
“Yeah, me too, but I’ll admit my life has been a little dull lately.”
“So has mine. Guess I even get lonely at times, but I don’t want to give up my independence.”
“You don’t think you can have both?” she asked. “A partner and independence?”
“Well, sure, as long as they’ll still let me be myself.”
After Tia and Courtney sang while Courtney played her guitar, they sat silently for a while just enjoying each other’s company. Courtney put her arm around Tia at one point, and Tia scooted in closer and rested her head on her shoulder. Courtney gently rocked the porch swing back and forth with her foot.
Eventually, Courtney asked Tia if she’d like to watch a movie.
“Sure,” answered Tia.
They went inside and browsed through Courtney’s DVDs, settling on an old murder mystery. They started by sitting on the couch, sharing a big bowl of popcorn Courtney made in the microwave. When the popcorn was gone, they lay side by side, Courtney against the back of the couch, Tia in front with her back against Courtney’s stomach. Courtney’s arm was draped over Tia. They were laughing at one particular scene in the movie, at which time Tia turned her head back to face Courtney, and Courtney kissed her.
Courtney pulled Tia closer to her, and that’s when her hand began to do a little roaming. By now, Tia could feel herself getting warm, wet, and rather needy. The movie was ending, but they weren’t paying much attention anymore. They were both still fully dressed. Courtney in long pants, Tia in shorts. Courtney’s leg slipped over Tia’s, and she pulled her even closer with her leg and arms that were wrapped around her. At about 5‘4” and maybe 120 pounds, Courtney was stronger than she looked. But Tia wasn’t nervous or worried that she’d be rough with her small 105-pound frame that was three inches shorter. Instead, she was worried about doing the wrong thing or not doing something she should be doing. She’d never really been with anyone before. She’d kissed and gotten touchy-feely with both guys and gals a few times, but nothing serious. If oral sex were to be considered “light sex,” then you could say that Tia had only “feather-light” experience!
Tia turned to face her as the credits rolled and they were in total lip-lock. Tia found it an awesome feeling! She’d never been kissed like that before! She was beginning to feel things she’d never felt before, all of them wonderful.
Courtney’s hand began to slide up the front of her T-shirt. Then it began to run over the silky fabric of her bra, and then it slipped behind her to unhook it. Courtney then sat upright and pulled Tia’s shirt up over her head and then her own as well. Courtney had on a black sports bra. She slipped Tia’s pale pink bra, which matched her panties of silk with lace trim, off her shoulders, down her arms, then dropped it on the floor.
She stood back and studied Tia for a moment. “Perfect.”
They kissed some more, body to body. Then Courtney removed her bra and flung it on the floor. Her nipples were dark, perky, and sexy compared to Tia’s pale ones.
She slipped off the couch onto a kneeling position and removed Tia’s shorts very slowly. She studied Tia in her skimpy panties and softly breathed with a gentle smile, “You’re so feminine and beautiful.”
Coming from someone Tia considered to be such a hottie, this meant a lot to her. They were opposites. Courtney was dark, boyish, and kind of muscular, but not overly masculine. She was plain but cute. She had a nice white smile with even teeth that really glowed against her darker skin, although she was white. Tia guessed she was anyway. Her dark eyes were framed by such thick dark lashes that Tia found sexy, and she was never so turned on as she was at that moment. She knew she could just think of her and get horny.
Courtney slid her jeans off next, exposing cotton hipsters with colored stripes. For one who wasn’t overly feminine, she wore a lot of jewelry. She left her rings and necklaces on but removed her bracelets and put them on the table at the side of the couch. Next, she turned to face Tia, and keeping her eyes on hers, she slid out of her panties, kicked them aside, and knelt down before Tia once again, who sat back against the back of the couch.
Courtney half-leaned against Tia, and they were kissing once again. Then she dropped to Tia’s titties and teased her nipples with her tongue. To Tia, she seemed so confident, so skilled, like she really knew what she was doing. She kissed her on the lips again, then concentrated even lower. Yanking Tia’s panties down by slipping them under her butt and down her legs and out of the picture altogether, Courtney first used her hands on her. Those fingertips now had Tia in a frenzy! Courtney slipped a finger inside her, and while it was a little snug at first since this was getting further than Tia had ever gone before and something she wasn’t yet used to, it also felt great.
Courtney suddenly pulled back and asked with this cute, devilish little smile if Tia wanted her to stop. Tia shook her head vigorously, and her hands reached to explore her body as they began kissing again. Keeping her lips upon Tia’s, Courtney took her hand and guided it right to her hot spot. She showed Tia what to do for a few seconds by working her hand with hers. Then Tia was on her own to make her cum. She pulled back and began breathing heavily. Her eyes were closed, her body strained in rhythm to Tia’s handwork, and she fell against her once she was spent. Once she caught her breath, she took care of Tia’s own desire, who had become desperate like never before in her life! Courtney’s tongue was between her legs, and she was shuddering and groaning with her own pleasure just a few minutes later. Tia almost felt dizzy afterward as they lay quietly together for a while.
They began to talk again.
“Your mother seems very open-minded,” Tia commented.
“Oh, she is,” Courtney affirmed. “She always said my happiness is what matters, not what gender it is that gives me that happiness. Otherwise, she’d have disowned me three girlfriends ago.”
Tia laughed. “Three girlfriends ago? I like that one!”
“So you haven’t been with many people, have you?” Courtney asked.
“No, I’m afraid I don’t have much experience.”
“There’s nothing wrong with that.”
Tia was glad to hear this. She had been worried that her lack of experience would turn her off. But that was what was so wonderful about Courtney. She really seemed to like her just the way she was.
”So what is it that you want in a relationship?” Tia asked.
“Well, I play for keeps. I don’t fool around or involve others. Meaning, no threesomes or anything like that. I may be a lesbo, but I’m still old-fashioned and believe in marriage and the same kind of commitment and values as straights have. Or some of them have anyway.
”Marriage, gay or straight, is something I never thought much of because I’m still young,” Tia said, “but I can see how it may one day appeal to me with the right person.”
Tia didn’t become uncomfortable until Courtney asked about her family. She tried to give short, vague answers without sounding suspicious, but wasn’t sure if she pulled it off. Courtney seemed like a smart and perceptive person. She changed the subject. “So do you like working at the pet store, or do you plan on getting into some other line of work?”
“Oh, no, I love animals, and so I’m content to stay at the store,” she replied. “Mom always told me to feel free to get into some other career if I ever wanted to and not to feel obligated to let the store hold me back in any way, but I enjoy it just as much as Mom does. How about you? Got any plans of your own?”
“Not at the moment,” Tia said, worried that Courtney would insist that she should have some sort of goal, but instead she just smiled and said that sometimes that was the best way to be – without any goals, plans, or expectations.
Tia said, “I just go wherever the wind blows me.”
Courtney grinned and said, “Yeah? Well, watch out, girl, cause I’m gonna be blowing you next!”
They laughed their way into the bedroom for another wonderful round of heart-pounding, fun-filled sex.
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