"Wake up, sleepyhead," a very familiar voice finally whispered into Sally's indistinct dreams until her eyes blinked half open. She felt Trisha's arms drape across her breasts from behind her. Trisha's cheek nudging affectionately against her own made her feel wanted.
"You've had a long hard day and I'm ready to close up the club."
"Do you want a hand, Trisha?" Sally asked apologetically. "I'm sorry I've dozed off."
"Is it any wonder what you've been through?" Trisha said with the utmost tenderness. You're fine where you are, babes. When I'm ready, I'll give you a hand to the car."
She recalled stumbling along, her arm draped round Trisha's shoulder and the blonde haired woman's willing strength half carrying her to the car.When they hit the cool night air, a little of Sally's strength returned to her to carry her back home and to finally strew her clothes on the floor any old how.
So it was that the dark haired woman waited sleepily for her lover to join her. She couldn't wait for her to finally slide into bed and feel their naked skin against each other.
" This is so much better, darling," Sally Anne, murmured as she sleepily caressed Trisha, She softly kissed the tip of her elegant nose and then brushed her mouth. The feeling of Trisha hugging made her feel whole again.
"There's one thing that bothers me though."
"And what's that, babes."
"After all we've come through and the celebration at the club and everything being so perfect, I really want to make the rest of the night special. I've got the day off tomorrow…." she murmured, feeling Trisha's lips smile from the texture of her fingers brushing her skin, "……but I'm not sure I have the energy to make love."
"Darling," Trisha said in the most melting, loving tones that Sally had ever heard. " I understand perfectly how you must be feeling. " We've been lovers for the four months
and we've been through so much today. Really, I don't feel that much better as your trial has been mine as well, emotionally speaking. My heart was with you every inch of the way while you were on the stand and being so brave. I was thinking to myself, that's my girlfriend out there."
While Trisha spoke so eloquently, stripped of any sense of acting cool, she emphasized her loving feelings by running her fingers through Sally's long, dark hair and softly kissing her neck. Warm feelings ran through Sally-Anne in response and made her feel good inside.
"Besides, it means that I'm not going to feel rejected, don't worry. That's the joy of having a lover you can rely on. It means that there's all the time in the world for everything. That's what long term relationships are about."
"You know that from living all those years with Nikki. Don't worry, babes, I cannot be jealous of the past loves that you've shared."
"We learnt so much together which one night stands can't compare with. This is partly why Nikki's relationship with Helen is so rock solid, the other reason being Helen's own special qualities. I so want us to share my knowledge with you without you being some kind of protégée. That would demean you. Because you have your strengths, babes, that I've fallen in love with. You've come such a long way so quickly."
The soft bedside light cast beams of light that made Trisha's flowing blond hair looked bleached white while her face was in shadows. She looked so beautiful to Sally Anne as her mellow voice caressed her as much as her fingers did. Sally smiled sleepily in gratitude and softly kissed Trisha on her forehead, her cheeks the tip of her nose and her mouth. Her lips felt Trisha's slow smile, and the other woman wrapped her arms affectionately round Sally in her thanks for just being there. They lay next to each other in the peace and the soft quietness.
"What's happened today has taken the heat off us. We won't have to struggle so hard. I feel hopeful for our future."
"Oh of course, I, we'll be getting ninety grand from Metropolitan Police. I quite forgot," Sally Anne declared with open-mouthed innocence. "You are so sweet, babes," Trisha said so tenderly. Aside from Nikki who came equals, her lover was the least grasping, least selfish woman she'd ever met. She sensed from Sally Anne's thoughtful expression that she was trying to frame some proposition and Trisha waited patiently. From what she'd heard of Nikki's relationship with Helen at Larkhall, she concluded that everything comes to she who waits. She ought to take a leaf out of their book."There's something else I was thinking about while I was half asleep in the club, Trisha. I know you've been run off your feet after you sacked Gill, Are you thinking about getting some more help?"
"You mean another outsider? No thanks babes. The longer I run the club, the more I want to keep things in house unless you have someone in mind."
The slight questioning, hoping look in Trisha's eyes made Sally finally pop the question.
"You know, I've felt more at home, more comfortable at the club than ever before. I feel I can stretch out a bit, try something new, and work with you in the club full time. This isn't something that came out of therapy but I considered it all by myself."
"Babes," declared Trisha, her voice slightly shaking with emotion, " you really want to give up your job? I've never asked you before as I thought you wanted that bit of independence, something you feel comfortable with."
"It's not been the job of my life, only my security blanket, something I could cling to that felt familiar. You think it over in the morning and figure out what I could do."
"Is this your own sweet way of demonstrating that we're here for the long run, babes?"
"I suppose it must be. Definitely maybe. We'll be working and living together, won't we. I think that makes sense," Sally Anne murmured sleepily.
"Darling, you don't know what this means to me," Trisha said, her voice edged with naked emotion. She had always tended to act cool and 'darling' was a rare form of endearment for her. She ran her fingers delicately over Sally Anne's breasts and stroked her nipples. The dark haired woman felt sleepily romantic and tender and desires started to well up in her.
"Are you really so sure you want your sleep more than anything else, sweet lover of mine?"
"Definitely not so sure, Sally mumbled into Trisha's lips and she gradually eased her glamorous blonde onto her back as the rhythms between them pressed back and forth. Trisha slowly wrapped her legs around Sally Anne who pressed herself up against her. Yes, everything was becoming more possible in their lives thanks to the events of the day and she felt more open to their gentle lovemaking.
Their bedside light had one last glimpse of Sally's back as it curved and her hips pressed forwards while her dark locks lay in a tangle. Their murmurous sounds of sighing satisfaction gradually gathered apace. Trisha smiled blissfully and her tongue slowly penetrated into her lover's mouth while one slim arm reached out and clicked off the light.
*****
By contrast with Sally Anne and Trisha's sleepily romantic lovemaking, George and Alice were lustfully passionate, their molten passion finally boiling open. They staggered down the street, their arms wrapped round each other, kissing each other frantically. For a split second, Alice stared open eyed at George's steel grey BMW convertible car whose passenger door opened up invitingly for her, a real mistress car. How George drove them to her flat was one of those agonies of indecision, the dilemma of giving way and touching and tasting each other there and then or of barely restraining their appetites and somehow getting to their destination to more thoroughly enjoy each other's bodies later on. It was the craziest drive of their lives. Somehow, George fumbled inside her handbag for her front door key to let them in while Alice's body was wrapped round her, expert fingers caressing her. They started to unbutton each other along the way to George's king-size double bed. For one moment, they both stood in awe of each other when they arrived and feasted their eyes on each other. Both white lacy top and businesslike shirt had become three quarters unbuttoned and Alice gazed longingly at George's ripe womanly figure, her white lacy bra barely concealing her full breasts and glorious cleavage. Her skirt had ridden up and her shapely legs were shown off to full advantage. In turn, George was captivated by Alice's sleek body and small breasts. Her slim legs under tight fitting trousers seemed to go on forever. George had never before felt her lusts running over and that tiny reservation at the back of her mind was abolished, in other words, how would she actually set about making love with another woman?
"Darling, you are absolutely gorgeous. What have I been thinking of to miss out for so long?" came her husky drawling tones dripping with sexual allure that made Alice's own desires boil over.
"You are an absolute babe. You lie back and I'll show you. I want to make love all night long," came Alice's sensual reply. This term of endearment from one woman to another thrilled George to her core and seemed so right to her.
They quickly discarded what was left of their clothing and slipped into the softness of the bed. George was riding on the crest of a wave high at the feel of the incredibly smooth skin next to hers while her nipples stood out like diamonds. They kissed each other deeply and ran their fingers all over each other's bodies. Alice was excited at the feel of the other woman's tongue as the sleek contours of her back were lovingly explored as she moved on top of George. She ran her lips and tongue all over George's face and neck whose breath came in ragged short bursts. Her lips begged out for her skin to be licked and tasted. George's hand reached out for Alice's and eagerly guided it down the length of those glorious curves and down towards where she ached for contact.
"Oh God, Alice, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God. This feels so good. It's better than I could even believe possible," George cried out. She moaned with pleasure and her back arched as she thrust hard against the certainty of those fingers that coaxed her to excitement.
The pleasures of satisfying George's rampant desires gave Alice that dizzying feeling of accomplishment, that feeling of being wanted and brought up her own desires to clamour for attention. George finally came to a long shuddering orgasm and her juices ran over and she took a long time for all her impulses to finally run through her system. Alice sensed that George had never really been properly made love to even while her blonde lover took this voyage of discovery into the unknown with sublime confidence. Jesus, this woman had so much nerve, she thought to herself in total adoration.
"You never know how good that feels inside, Alice darling," George gasped out as she tried to catch her breath while Alice stared with desire at the golden beauty of her lover and patiently waited for her to catch her breath. George could feel the movements of Alice's body against hers and a further shiver of excitement ran through her as she thought of the delicious pleasures in store for her lover.
"You must have waited simply ages for me to indulge my pleasures. Because you are so patient, only my absolute best can possibly be good enough for you."
They moved fluidly around in the bed and Alice lay back, her arms spread open while George stared lustfully down at her lover. It excited her to be given total control of her lovemaking and as she descended to meet Alice, she was overjoyed how Alice's expert fingers ran down her back and over the roundness of her buttocks. After kissing her deeply and exploring her lover's delicate neck muscles, George smoothly slid her way down the dark haired woman and her lips made their erratic pattern to Alice's breasts in turn and her shapely lips and soft tongue lovingly coaxed every atom of pleasure out of her. What made Alice's juices start flowing and her body moving was the very purposeful way that George reluctantly left her rock hard nipples alone and her tongue and lips continued to move down her body. Alice's thighs opened in anticipation as George's tongue boldly entered her wetness and started to sensually lick her to distraction with all the self-assurance in the world. To Alice, this was so confidently and essentially George and her pure love for George carried her to an emotional high that she had never touched before.
"Oh Jesus, George. You feel so good, so amazing. Keep doing this to me."
Alice gave way completely to the sharp rhythms inside her hips and sharp cries of ecstasy sprang from her lips as George's arms wound her way round her body and caressed her breasts. This was such a heavenly experience and this unbelievable woman took her to the top and over into most intense orgasm that she had experienced for a long time. She shook her head from side to side in delirious joy.
"You taste so good, darling. Is this absolute Garden of Eden of pleasure what those narrow minded people get so fearful about," George whispered huskily against Alice's flat stomach, planting little kisses on it.
"It's so different once you know," laughed Alice, still catching her breath from the aftershocks running through her. "Have you really never made love to a woman before?" she asked incredulously.
"The first time ever with another woman but definitely not the last time with you," George drawled lasciviously and with no sense of embarrassment. She slid up Alice's body so she could look down on the beauty of her face and her long sweeping hair.
"Am I that much better than the men in your past?"
"You can't be serious, darling. It is as if a wine connoisseur had been stuck with the cheapest supermarket plonk and suddenly discovered the finest Champagne. Not even John is as good as you."
"I am glad to hear it," Alice said in slightly formal tones.
George got the message straightaway. She needed to explain her complicated past very rapidly. She could not lose that moment.
"Darling, you don't have to worry about John. I had a talk, oh ages ago, or so it seems when he tried to seduce me in his charming way. I knew then that going back to him simply wasn't possible. There were too many unresolved conflicts around which John isn't interested in resolving. I made that perfectly clear to him and he accepts it. I didn't know then that I would be into women. He'll be a good friend and no more. Anyway, enough about John. I am now your very passionate and very demanding girlfriend – how I love the sound of that word 'girlfriend.' "
Alice melted where she lay as she heard that incredibly tender tone in George's word of endearment for her and at the entranced way that George savoured the word 'girlfriend' in her mouth. She reached out and wrapped her arms joyfully round George's bare shoulders.
"I'm looking forward to making love with you all night and waking up to realize that my dearest friend is also alongside me. I've really never experienced that before. I've never been so happy in my life. You are my perfect lover in every sense of the word," George said, her drawling tones suddenly giving way to tremors of emotion and a few teardrops fell on Alice's shoulder to her amazement.
"Never mind me being soppy, Alice darling. It's all my wasted years or not believing how good life can be."
"Come and lie down next to me, babes," Alice murmured with all the affection in the world, sliding her hands round George's shoulders so their bodies could resume contact. This was pure George that she was feeling and hearing. The feeling of smooth skin against smooth skin was an enchanted novelty to George.
"The night is still young," George drawled softly and seductively into Alice's ear. "I love talking to you and lying naked next to you but surely we're not going to settle down to sleep. That would be such a frightful waste, especially our first night together. Just remind me again what I've been missing over the years in case I forget."
The blond haired woman slid onto her back, her arms spread out and smouldering with desire, looked up expectantly at Alice. The dark haired woman shook her head in joyful disbelief. She couldn't believe her incredibly good fortune that her lover, so new to lesbian lovemaking, was so expert and unashamed. It was enough for Alice to seriously believe in reincarnation as her own desires rose up in her.
"You really aren't going to play the part of Miss Innocent. I wouldn't believe you if you did," Alice said, matching George's sensuality.
"The very idea of that," George riposted, her fingers tracing a delicate pattern up Alice's slender arm.
"I'll look after you for a very, very long time. I know it," Alice huskily promised her in tone of voice mixing tenderness and desire. As she slowly kissed George's neck, she savoured the feelings of pleasures rising up in George whose body started to move and she moaned softly to herself. Both women rejoiced in the infinity of time while the dark haired woman carefully savoured her lover's body who tenderly touched Alice's bare skin in return. George finally shivered in delight as Alice finally got to taste her sweet juices. This was sheer heaven, she breathed into the intimacy of the night. As she cried out in ecstacy, George was blissfully conscious how free she was to give of herself entirely to her lover, without cynicism, without reservations.