In the morning Emma and Shalimar are sitting in the kitchen making small talk
"I know, what you mean." Emma rubbed her neck and shoulders. "I must have slept awkwardly in the night."
Shalimar rose and went around the table. "Let me see what I can do."
"Oh, I... "
Before Emma could say anything Shalimar was stood behind her and began to rub her shoulders.
Emma closed her eyes. "That feels good."
Shalimars hands pushed themselves in the back of Emmas neck up and then down again as she kneaded the tops of her shoulders and moved down her arms.
Emma laughed out loud. "God, that feels so good."
"You are completely tense. If you lie down I could do this much better. How would it be if we go into your room and you lie down on your bed?" Shalimar asked.
After a short silence Emma answered: "Okay. You're so good at this."
Shalimar followed Emma into her room. When they arrived she said: "If you would take off your Shirt and Bra this will be easier."
Emma laughed and took her Shirt and Bra off and lie down on the bed.
When Emma was laid on her belly Shalimar sat down on the edge of the bed and began to massage her shoulders. She let her hands move slowly down her back.
"God, that is a wonderful feeling ", murmured Emma.
"Can you move your legs a little apart?" Shalimar said and shifted Emmas legs apart in order to be able to kneel between them. "If I sit the wrong way it won't work like I want it to."
Her hands moved once again up Emmas spine then over her shoulders and down her sides where her fingers brushed along at the beginning of her breasts.
Emma felt her nipples became hard. Shalimars hands moved over her ribs to the beginning of her spine and her hands pressed themselves downward deeply in Emmas backside and her thighs.
Emma moved easily. An unusual warmth spread like a kind of electricity from her belly to all sides. When Shalimars hands closed gently around her left shoulder and raised them Emma permitted that her body followed the urge of those hands and turned from the belly onto her back, keeping her eyes closed the whole time.
Shalimars fingers chased flames all over Emmas neck and arms. Emma sensed with a mixture of comfort and panic that her hands continued to move downward and Shalimars fingers drew along the outlines of her breasts.
"You are so beautiful" whispered Shalimar as her hands moved downward over Emma's ribs to her thighs and slowly again upward.
Emma felt how thumbs and index fingers seized her nipples and she couldn't find the strength to say stop. Her body seemed to be in a kind of dream state. She felt how lips pressed themselves on hers and felt soft hair that fell over her face.
Frightened, she responded the kiss. A short gentle dance of their tongues followed. Then these lips were on her breasts a tongue caressing her nipples and moved then over her belly downward.
"I think I better go now", whispered Shalimar.
When Emma opened her eyes she saw Shalimar kneel over her and she saw her smiling gently.
Emma tried to say something but her tongue didn't seem to be able to move in time with her lips. Silently she watched Shalimar rise from her bed and disappear, smiling through her door.
Emma lay still for a long time in her bed and stared at her ceiling.
She felt that this was Shalimars way of showing her her feelings. She knew it was a challenge.
"Should I accept this challenge?", Emma asked herself.
"Yes" she said aloud and followed Shalimar into a new adventure named love.
End