Love in Disguise

Tuesday, April 8 “So I finally get to visit you,” said Mary as she took a seat at the metal table across from me. She wore a bright pink floral dress with spaghetti straps. Her straight brown hair hung loosely down her back. Her hair was as long as mine. Somehow we ended up having a race. I would insist on being the winner of our little speed contest since mine had been trimmed several inches over the last few years and hers hadn’t. “Thick hair always grows faster,” I had told her. “And why is that?” she asked, hazel eyes gazing inquisitively at me. “Because it’s heavier.” Snapping back to the present I said, “It’s good to see you. How have you and yours been?” “Fine, and you?” she asked with a knowing smile. “Never better,” I answered with a grin. “Look behind me at the tall dark skinny officer chatting with the blond male officer.” Mary’s eyes scanned the area behind me. “The one with the shoulder-length hair?” I nodded. “Isn’t she hot?” “She is,” Mary agreed. “I can see how just about any lesbian would be attracted to her.” “I have to keep pinching myself just to remind myself I’m not dreaming.” Mary laughed. “It’s really that good, huh?” “Sure is. Don’t keep looking at her, though. That’s being too obvious. Right now this is supposed to be our own little secret, even though she’s not stupid. I mean, I’m sure she figures I’ve told you something by now since she knows you’re my best friend.” “Have a good visit?” Kya later asked me as she walked me back to our room. “Yes, I did as a matter of fact.” “That’s good.” We walked in silence the rest of the way. I glanced over at her, admiring her beauty. She was so incredibly good looking. I couldn’t believe I had been intimate with someone like her. Oh, please don’t let me down once I’m free! I thought to myself. How let down I would feel if she deserted me once I was gone. One thing was for sure, though, and that was that she could take away any chance for a relationship on the outs, but she could never take away the thrilling sexual encounter we’d had the day before. Nothing could. It was my memory to cherish forever no matter what happened. I loved the way she moved. Her long legs moved gracefully yet swiftly. Her healthy, shiny hair bobbed against her shoulders as she turned her head to glance down at me and flash me that sly, closed-lipped smile that seriously turned me on. After she dropped me off in the room, she went to go on break and I reached for my little radio and sprawled out on my bed. I turned it on and inserted an earbud into my hearing ear. I skimmed through the stations, settling on an old Linda Ronstadt tune. Softly, I began to sing along. I was still singing when she returned. “Wow, the lovely Sativa can sing,” I heard over the music and my voice. I opened my eyes. Kya took a seat at the table. “Yeah, singing’s one of my passions.” “Well, you certainly do it well. Have you had training?” I nodded. “I’m not surprised by the way you sound.” “What’s that?” I asked, noticing the pile of papers she was holding in her hand. “Paperwork from my other job.” “Oh?” “Yeah, that’s the only negative to it. All the paperwork. And with this job taking up so much of my time, I often do a lot of it here.” Remaining on my bed to allow her table space and privacy, I delved into the library book I’d gotten but was unable to concentrate. I couldn’t stop thinking of her, wishing I could leave with her at the end of her shift. I kept stealing glances at her—some of which she’d notice and glance back at me with a smile. Eventually, it was nearing the end of her shift. I was beginning to think we wouldn’t have a repeat of yesterday’s fun until she began gathering her papers into a neat stack. “Wanna play a little before I go?” she asked with a mischievous smile, glancing at me, then behind her at the door. “Thought you’d never ask,” I said with a grin. “I’ll change into my gown first.” “Ok. That’ll make things easier. Then we’ll time our little rendezvous by the hallway monitor’s walk like last time.” I stood up and began to undress, aware of her eyes on me as I did so. I hope I get to see her in her birthday suit too, someday, I thought to myself. After the hallway officer did her walk, she came to me and took me into her arms. I gazed up at her. “So tall.” “Five-nine,” she told me. She gently caressed the sides of my face, then, cupping my face in her hands, she brought her face slowly towards mine. Her lips made contact with mine. Heat surged throughout my body, sending waves of electric delight that caused my nerves to dance and tingle with raw hot desire. Her tongue coaxed apart my lips, seeking and finding my own tongue. Her hands slid off my cheeks, down my neck, down my back, finally coming to rest on my butt which she squeezed and kneaded before she stopped and took a step back. She gazed at me for a moment, dark eyes sparkling with lust as she drank me in from head to toe. Shivers of desire rippled throughout me, leaving me weak-kneed and trembling. Warm dampness formed between my legs. My nipples grew visibly taut, red and hard, pressing through the cotton material of my gown, inviting her, taunting her, begging for her touch. She came towards me once again and slipped her hand up under my gown. She slowly ran her hand up my thighs, coming to rest upon that very sensitive part of me that was now throbbing with ferocious need. Her fingers probed my pussy, seeking refuge inside. She began moving the two fingers she’d inserted inside me back and forth with a gentle rhythm. Closing her eyes, she inhaled and exhaled slowly with satisfaction as she enjoyed the very feel of my hot, slick, wet pussy. The faster she slid in and out while her thumb teased my clit, the closer I came to cumming. How badly I wanted and needed to find release and relief from such extreme sexual tension! Dizzy with ecstasy, she then slid her fingers out, licked them seductively, then gently yet urgently, she shoved me back on my bed. With my arms clasped around her waist, I pulled her onto me as I fell on my back. She moved against me, driving me wild despite the fact that the material of our clothing was between us. It was her and that was all that mattered and all I needed. I could feel the heat of her through our clothes. Her soft feminine scent added to my delight along with the hard strength of her fit body. “God, I wish I could feel you against me!” she said. “Soon, I hope.” “Oh, you will. Count on it, girl.” I caressed her firm breasts through her shirt before she slid her body down mine and kneeled on the floor at the foot of the bed. Grabbing hold of my ankles, she pulled me down so that my butt was at the very end of the bed and pushed my gown up. Then she wrapped my legs around her neck. Instinctively, I pulled her towards me with them. “In a hurry, huh?” she said with a teasing smile. “Oh yeah.” She licked her lips seductively as she continued to gaze at me a moment longer. I was throbbing with a need so urgent. Weak with desire, I could barely hold my legs up over her shoulders. My feet slid down to just below her collarbone as she supported my calves with her hands and began placing tender yet frantic kisses up and down my inner thighs. The pleasure and the need for release were so great that I began to moan. This isn’t going to last long, I thought. Already I was slowly yet surely crossing the borderline into the beginnings of an orgasm. Her tongue slipped into my wet pussy, prodding in and out before slipping out and up to my clit. She jabbed it teasingly, veering off to explore the surrounding areas, leaving my clit crying out for her return. Each time she did return brought me closer and closer to cumming. “I can tell you’re really close now, aren’t you?” “Oh yes,” I assured her. “Please don’t stop.” And so I would be the first to cum this time around. I shuddered with tremors of sheer pleasure as the orgasm rippled through me. It seemed to last longer than I could recall in the past, but in the past, there’d been no one even remotely as much of a turn-on to me as she was. Never had I experienced such attraction and lust. Not even in my wildest fantasies. She was the ultimate as far as sexual attraction went, and I hoped she’d be the ultimate personality-wise as well the more I got to know her. So far, she seemed to be well on her way to becoming just that. The potential was definitely there. Afterward, I laid back and relaxed, spent and content. “How much time do we have?” I asked her as she lay beside me. Both our legs dangled off the edge of the bed. “About five minutes. How ya feeling?” “Wonderful,” I said with a smile, “just wonderful. I only hope you won’t change your mind about us being together on the outs.” She smiled and looked down at me with sincerity gleaming in her eyes. “You just try and get away from me once you get out of here, girl, because I’ll never let you.” Little did I know at the time just how serious she was about that. She said she’d never let me go, and she meant it. Every word of it.