Ohhh, fuck it! The shower must've woken her up. I pulled my fingers out of myself so fast I'm surprised I didn't give my wrist whiplash!
"Faye?" She sounded insistent, was something wrong?
"Uh, yeah Sally, sorry, is everything okay?"
"Um, yeah, uh, is it okay if I come in?" Sally called. "I need to use the toilet!"
"Oh, oh right, yeah come on in honey, it's okay, you can use it," I called back. The toilet is on the other side of the bathroom facing the bathtub. I heard the door handle turn followed by slow steps across the floor.
"Are you okay, honey?" I called to her, desperately trying to not sound like someone who had only just had an orgasm and was still pretty damn close to another, whatever that sounds like.
"Yeah, I'm fine, I just need to pee," she answered. I even found the fact that she referred to it as 'pee' rather than 'piss' to be adorable. I didn't actually hear her go, but I did hear the toilet flush.
"Sorry, I'm done now. I'll see you when you're done."
"Don't be sorry, and its okay you can stay and talk. I'll be done soon," I wanted her to stay because I had an idea.
"Oh, okay," I saw the faint shadow of her move towards to the toilet so I assumed that's where she was sitting. "Look, I'm sorry for turning up and blurting all those things out to you, you've been so sweet and I really didn't think this was going to turn out this way."
"No, it's okay, you have nothing to be sorry for, and it's not your fault," I reassured her as best I could. Being naked and in such close proximity to her was giving me butterflies the size of dragons in my stomach and the idea I was formulating was also giving me huge anxiety.
I shut off the water and quickly moved the shower curtain back; stepping onto the towel I'd laid on the floor before getting in. I tried to do it as naturally as possible so it didn't look like I was trying to do exactly what I was trying to do, which was show myself off.
"Thank you, I don't have many friends so… Faye!" Sally made an audible gasp as she saw my climb out of the bath and step onto the towel. She looked right at me for what seemed like an eternity while I, as nonchalantly as I could, patted myself down with another towel. When I looked up at her I saw she had simultaneously crossed her legs, put a hand over her eyes and turned away.
"What's wrong?" I asked in my most innocent voice.
"N-nothing, I just… I wasn't expecting… that…" she stayed still with her head turned away. Now it was time to play my ace card.
"Oh… I'm sorry, I didn't think… wow, if I'd known you'd be so disgusted by me getting out the shower I would've given you a warning," I said in a semi-bitchy and semi-hurt kind of way.
"Disgusted? No! You don't disgust me, far from it. I was just surprised, I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to offend you," she offered in a semi-apologetic, semi-pleading kind of way.
Pouting a little I said, "It's alright, just stop covering your eyes and look at me."
"Why do you want me to look at you?"
"It's not that I want you to look at me," I lied. "I just don't want you to hide your eyes from me like I'm some kind of weirdo."
"Oh… right," she couldn't really do anything but agree and slowly turned to face me while uncovering her eyes.
"See," I said dropping a hip like a glamour model. "Nothing to be scared of," I laughed a little nervously and I turned away and carried on drying myself. I tried to make it look like I wasn't watching her watch me or like I was showing off for her. Instead, I just carried on like she wasn't there but still kept half an eye on her.
"You're so pretty," Sally uttered. I could see that she was mainly looking at the floor but also glancing up like she was daring herself to look at me.
"Aww thank you, too bad no one else seems to think so," I said with a hint of regret in my voice.
"No, I don't believe that," she said shaking her head.
This was going exactly like I'd hoped a few seconds ago in the shower! I finished rubbing the water from my body and gently patted my damp hair. Normally by now, I would have wrapped up, but this wasn't a time for covering up, I was enjoying the attention far too much for that but, eventually, I had to put something on. So I walked across to my robe. For no particular reason I chose the smaller robe I have, it's white and fluffy with long sleeves but only just covers my bum by about two inches.
"I can't believe a boy hasn't snapped you up yet," she continued as she followed me out of the bathroom and back towards the living room.
"Ha-ha, I wouldn't let a boy snap me up," I laughed gently. "I'm a lesbian!"
"Oh… oh, I'm sorry Faye, I didn't know," she apologised.
"I'm surprised my mum never mentioned it to you," I lied again (I do that a lot, huh?) if my mum had told anyone about it I would've gone insane at her!
"No, she didn't. I'm sorry."
"Stop apologising Sally, it's fine," I laughed again and sat down in the armchair. Sally sat opposite to me on the sofa and again I noticed she was looking down at the floor more than me. "I only ever had one boyfriend when I was fifteen, and after that, I vowed to never again let a man anywhere near me again! And to be honest, men have never really made me feel the way I want to feel y'know? It's hard to explain but… Sally?"
"Yeah?" she replied while still facing the floor.
"Are you okay?"
"Of course, why?"
"Nothing, you just seem a little uncomfortable, sorry am I being too open here?"
"Oh no honey, it's not that, it's just…" she trailed off.
"What is it?"
"Y-you're kinda flashing me a little," she nervously revealed.
"Flashing you?" I looked down and saw my right breast had almost totally fallen out of my robe and, purely accidentally, I'd forgotten to fasten the little cord around my waist. So from where she was sitting, she must have an unobstructed view of my pussy! Imagine my surprise.
"Oh… oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable, I…"
"No, no it's fine, I don't mind I just wanted to let you know," she spoke quickly and her words were somewhat forced.
"Well I don't mind if you look," I said playfully.
"No, I wasn't looking; well I was of course but not in a weird way."
"A weird way?"
"No, not weird, I don't mean it's weird to look at you I mean…"
"Sally…"
"Sorry, sorry I don't want to sound bad..."
"Sally stop! It's okay, it's fine…"
"Sorry."
"If you say that word once more I'm going to throw something pointy at you."
"S… okay, but…" she had to stop because of what I was doing. I stood up in front of her, with my gown hanging open enough to show the skin between my breasts but pulled it around me at the bottom so my pussy was covered. I walked past her slowly and sat next to her on the sofa with my knees pulled up under me and my body facing her. She was sitting bolt upright with her hands clasped tightly in her lap while I got comfortable. In my head right then I was repeating one thing in my mind over and over again: Do not fuck this up, Faye!
"It's okay to look," I said in a low voice. She was still looking down at her own knees, refusing to look up.
"Sally…" I put my hand on under her chin and turned her head slowly towards me. "Look at me, I want you to."
I was desperately trying to appear confident but honestly, I don't know who was trembling more. She allowed me to turn her head but her eyes remained lowered, so as she turned she would've seen my legs first and the rest of my body in a kind of slow-motion reveal. When I released her chin I was pleased to see she didn't look away.
"It's okay to look... and…" I reached down to her lap and took her left hand in mine and guided it towards me…" and it's okay to touch."
I put her hand on the exposed section of my stomach and then pushed it up underneath my robe until I felt her hand over my breast. I heard and felt her gasp when I left her hand there. She didn't immediately withdraw it like I feared she might, instead she left it there and so delicately cupped it.
"It's okay," I whispered. I placed my hand on her shoulder and pushed her back, so she rested her back on the sofa. I had my left arm over the back of the sofa so when she did sit back I was able to run it through her hair. The slight movement of her body and her hand on my breast cause my robe to fall off my right shoulder and reveal her hand still cupping my breast; her touch was so light that I could barely feel her hand there but actually seeing it made the sensation so much more real.
"Oh, Faye... I shouldn't do this. We shouldn't be doing this," Sally seemed to be fighting an internal battle in her mind.
"Shhh, it's okay Look at me, Sally," I was doing my best attempt at a husky voice.
She did raise her head and look at me when she did, l lowered my head to her level and rested my forehead against hers. A couple of curly blonde hairs had dropped over her face and covered her eye, so I used the hand that had been knuckle deep in my own pussy ten minutes ago, to lightly brush the errant strands of hair away and tuck them behind her ear. Then I used the back of my hand to stroke her cheek while we stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever.
It's going to be okay," I whispered and brought my mouth even closer to hers until I could feel her hot breath on my lips.
"F-Faye, I don't… I don't know…" Sally almost whimpered. I felt her words on my lips as she spoke.
"Shhh, it's okay," I smiled. "Do you… do you want me, Sally?" I held my breath and ran my fingers through her hair as I waited for her answer.
"Y-yes, I…" I didn't wait for her to finish, the moment she said yes I closed the last few centimetres between our lips and kissed her.