A few blocks before Fifth Avenue, the ladies broke hands reluctantly. They both realized that it was necessary if they wanted to preserve their reputations. They walked through the first floor of Bergdorf Goodman, passing through all the cosmetics displays and perfume sample ladies, to make their way to the elevator that would take them to the seventh floor. They were in the elevator alone when Eleanor looked down at Lily quizzically. "Lily, what does all of… this… mean for us? I know we're best friends and everything, but… do you really want to…" Lily silenced her with a quick kiss on the lips. Heat flushed through Eleanor's face, whether from pleasure or embarrassment, it wasn't clear. "Hush. We'll figure this all out after lunch. During the… retail therapy, remember?" Lily hugged the woman and resumed her place a few feet away as the elevator came to a stop.
After a quick lunch (during which Eleanor thwarted every attempt Lily made to play footsie) the pair walked down to the fifth floor--- COUTURE. Staring at all the racks and racks of one-of-a-kind clothing made the ladies' heads spin. Lily snatched up a chocolate brown gown that brought out her eyes, while Eleanor opted for a black-and-white skirt and shirt combo. They mulled about the shelves and each pulled a few more items before it was time for a fitting room visit. Lily wondered if she would be allowed entrance to the other woman's dressing area, or if asking would stop what was happening before it started. Luckily, she didn't have to make that choice. She slipped into a room, not noticing that she was closely followed by someone else. She pulled her silken top over her head and undid her skirt, watching it gather around her feet. This revealed a black, lacy, La Perla bra and underwear set. She picked up the dress, and just as she was about to call the fitting room attendant for help, she felt a warm pair of hands on her shoulders. Lily jumped in surprise, nearly whacking a very surprised Eleanor in the nose. She blushed, "Eleanor… Sorry about that. Its just that I really didn't expect-" she moaned lightly as Eleanor planted a deep, bruising kiss on her lips. She acted as if she had wanted this very thing for as long as Lily had, if not longer. The brunette continued her assault, wrapping her arms around the other woman's shoulders as the kisses trailed gradually downward, from the neck, to the collarbone, and finally down to her cleavage. Eleanor felt Lily begin to shake in anticipation, longing for her touch. She lowered her arms, harshly cupping her soon-to-be lover's ass as she scooped her up and carried her to the other side of the dressing room, propping her up on the small bench that the store provided.
Squatting to her knees, she looked the blonde straight in the eye. "Now Lily, what I am about to do cannot get out. I will admit that I've often wondered about sex with women…. With… you. But that does not make me a…a…a" she struggled, not wanting the word to spring from her lips, "A LESBIAN. Do you understand?" All Lily could do was nod, with a sharp intake of breath as she felt Eleanor's supple lips suck, kiss, and lick along the line of lace splayed across her breasts. Involuntarily, her hands shot out, pulling the other woman's face harder against herself. Eleanor laughed a bit, and unhooked Lily's bra. Her tongue traced small circles around her lover's areola, then quickly flicked across the tip of her hardened peak. Lily felt liquid heat pool between her thighs, and she resisted the urge to rip off Eleanor's clothes--- for the moment. She felt a hand kneading her other breast, and was incredibly aware of the fact that Eleanor's mouth was firmly attached to her right breast. Her heart rate sped up as she slowly ran her fingertips up and down the other woman's sides, and she felt a bit weak at the knees. It took everything she had to interrupt the moment, but she knew it had to be done. "Eleanor… not…. Not… not here," she struggled to gather a proper breath, "I'm afraid that people would, would hear. Would… I don't know. Just…. Not here." Eleanor halted her work and stared into Lily's eyes, annoyed. "Well, alright," she mumbled, "Just because I stopped it earlier, doesn't mean you have the right." She kissed the blonde softly, before gripping the bench to pull herself up. "So, um, care to actually try on the dress?" Lily cocked her head to the side in thought. "Actually, I'm kind of in the mood for something else. I'll buy it now and try it on later. You finished up?" She shot a mischievous look at her best friend, brown eyes twinkling. "Uh.. YEAH. Definitely finished. Come on, let's check out and um.. get your dress home." Eleanor planted a chaste kiss on the corner of Lily's lips and slipped out of the fitting room.