Chapter 1 - Reunion
It was 12:30 on a Saturday afternoon. it was a beautiful fall day, early October. Stores were almost over Halloween and ready for Christmas.I had just finished my Saturday workout, usually a three hour long session of miscellaneous weights, running and socializing with the regulars. Living in the South, it’s still quite warm this time of the year so I was in my standard leggings and sports bra combo. At 150 pounds and 5’11” I cut a nice figure. My C cups breasts stand out on my chest, although my height gives me a frame where they are apart enough that I really need a good push up to approach any cleavage attempts. My long dark brown hair was tied in its usual ponytail while I was running some errands.
I had already stopped off at the grocery store to pick up some wine and stuff to make one of my favorite recipes. I needed to get some replacement curtain rod holders because whomever hung the original ones on my new house didn’t do it right and the middle one fell out. I needed two to replace it and spread out the load. I was looking around in Home Depot when I heard someone say my name.
“Eve? Eve is that you?”
I turned and looked around to find an absolute vision of a woman my age. She was several inches shorter than me, chubby with nice full breasts poking through her top. She was wearing workout shorts, although I don’t think she had seen the inside of a gym anytime recently. Her thick thighs fed into wider hips with a pooch of a belly hanging over the waistband. In short, absolutely lovely!
“Yes, it’s me. Sorry where do I know you from?” I asked her.
“It’s me Gina. From high school! We were in the same class. We were in chemistry together but never really hung out that much.”
Oh! Gina looked very different back in high school. She was your basic cheerleader type, although she was never a cheerleader. She was on the edge of the in-crowd although never really part of the clique of mean girls that ran the social lives of our high school. I was always an outsider and a lot of people called me an Amazon. Honestly, she was too nice to be like that. But she used to be thin, I wonder what happened?
“You probably don’t recognize me. I’ve gained some weight since high school. You look great! You look like you workout like crazy to get a body that fit.” She continued. “I need to get back to the gym myself.”
“Gina! Sorry I didn’t recognize you. And you look great too! When did you move down here? I’ve been here for a couple of years now.” I’d peg her weight gain at about 70 pounds. She used to be in the 125 neighborhood but looked like she was pushing 200 on her 5’5” frame.
She rolled her eyes and said “Oh, I’ve packed on the pounds since college. I moved down here a few months ago. I got a job in uptown. I love it down here!”
“I know, right? Better weather, traffic is better. What’s not to love?” I replied.
“Hey. There is a coffee shop in this plaza. Want to go and catch up on old times? I can let you know what happened to Lisa Bennett. It’s a doozy!” Gina pointed in the general direction of the other side of the Home Depot plaza.
“If you don’t mind me all sweaty from the gym. I am just running some errands and then was on my way home.” I replied.
“No problem. You’re fine!” She held up her shopping basket. “I’ll just check out and head over there. Come on over when you are ready!”
I had a couple more things to get and then headed to the checkout. How interesting. I had a small crush on Gina when I was in high school. She was always so light and airy. Super cute, nice to everyone. She was a hot blond with a “girl next door” attitude. And I was dying to know what happened to Lisa Bennett. She ran the in-crowd at high school with an iron fist. Everyone was afraid of her who wanted to be popular in any way. I hope whatever happened it involved her being put in her place.
I checked out and headed over to the coffee shop. Gina was sitting in the back corner of the store. I ordered my skinny latte and headed back to where she was.
We made some small talk about living in the area. She lived about 20 minutes away from me, still in an apartment while she looked for a townhouse. I had bought my home a few months ago and was slowly settling into a new house. After we exchanged those details, it was time to get at the dirt!
“Ok. So what happened with Lisa?” I asked.
“Well,”. Gina started. “Did you know that she went to law school? It was really expensive but she was going to become a lawyer because she thought that would make her a lot of money.”
“Sounds like Lisa.” I said.
“So she is in her sophomore year and she gets caught sleeping with one of the professors!” Gina made a cute face and actually put her hand in front of her mouth making an “oops” gesture.
“Holy shit!” I exclaimed. “What happened after that?”
Gina chucked. “Well Little Miss In-Crowd got expelled and she is still working at her parents Auto repair shop. She does the front register and her dad makes her do some of the simple stuff on cars.”
“Oh my God! That has got to be like death for her. I can’t picture her in overalls being a grease monkey.” I said. We both leaned over the the table and laughed. Lisa Bennett, car mechanic was definitely the highlight of my day (so far!).
We continued catching up, Gina had kept in touch with people more than I had. It was interesting to hear what different people were up to. Some surprises, some predictable.
“So,” she began to ask. “Are you seeing anyone special?”
“No. I was seeing someone for a while but it ended in July. Not much luck since then.”
“The shape that you are in, and such a pretty face! You must be beating guys off with a stick.” Gina continued. “I’ve been on a couple of dates, but nothing yet.”
“I haven’t been on a date since I broke up with her. I didn’t really see it coming and I wasn’t even open to anything for awhile after.” I replied. “But the last couple of months have been dead for that. Nothing. So I play golf and go to the gym.”
“Her?” Gina asked. “You were dating a woman?”
Uh oh. I hope this wasn’t going to turn out bad. Sometimes people can’t handle the fact that I am bi-sexual.
“Yeah.” I said. “She was a girl. We met soon after I moved here and she was really great.”
“Oh, that’s a shame.” Gina said, she had a sad look on her face. “I never knew you liked girls? Are you a lesbian? I’m totally cool with whatever, I know you can get a lot of trouble for not being straight with some people, but I’m not one of them.”
“Thanks.” I replied. “No, I’m not that lucky to be a lesbian. I like guys too.” I giggled at the joke. “I’ve dated both.”
“Oh wow. That’s wonderful. I never knew!”
“I felt like I couldn’t say that I was that way in high school but I worked it out. I did have crushes on several girls but felt like I couldn’t do anything.” I said.
“Oh really?” Gina asked. “Anyone I know?”
I could feel the blood rushing to my face just a little bit. Although I didn’t have it bad, I did kind of have a crush on Gina. She was so cute, and nice and she just gave off a great vibe. very positive.
“Probably. You know, probably the same people that the guys liked as well. I can’t remember a lot of that stuff.”
“Oh yeah. I remember everyone liked Susie Atkinson. She was very pretty.”
Whew! There was my out! “Yes, Susie was definitely cute. I like her.” Well, that is not a lie, she was extremely cute! Thankfully Gina didn’t press me more. That was completely out of left field. I mean I was pretty sure she was straight, but was she testing the waters? Was there a chance that she might like girls as well?
We chatted some more about old times, and then new times. We ended up talking for a couple of hours about everything from family to the best places to eat down here. Finally I figured I should be going.
“Let’s exchange numbers, it’s been so much fun catching up.” I said. She gave me her number and I texted her a hello message.
“What are you up to the rest of the day?” Gina asked.
“Just going to make some dinner and watch a movie. You know boring stuff.” I shrugged.
“What are you making?” She asked me.
“One of my favorite recipes, it’s a cornbread stuffing encrusted chicken with a raspberry mustard glaze.” I had gotten the recipe from the internet from googling something I had back north that was simply divine.
“Oh that sounds wonderful!” She said.
“Why don’t you come over and have dinner with me? I have enough for two.” What was I doing? That just came out of me without thinking. I mean, she was so cute and chubby and pretty and I kind of was nervous and wanted to think about our conversation, but I just blurted out to come over to my house who I was attracted to but haven’t had time to process my feelings yet. Oof.
“I would love that! What time should I come over?” She asked.
Well, I was committed now. I texted her my address and we said goodbye. We were talking so long that it was already 3pm. We agreed to meet at 6pm and have dinner.
Several feelings were running through me at the same time. Nervous, excitement, fear. While talking to her, did she notice I was subtly checking her out once in awhile? She had a nice body, just what I like. We really clicked talking to each other. But I still don’t think she was into girls. I mean it’s an easy thing to say when someone else says they are bi or a lesbian. I was probably getting worked up over nothing. She was straight and we were going to have a nice dinner and relax and talk and catch up. And nothing was going to happen. Even though I wanted it to happen. But nothing was actually going to happen.
Right!
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Ok. I was a mess. What do you wear when your evening could be completely causal to “look at me, don’t you want to fuck me?”. I got home, showered and then picked up. I made sure to tidy up my lady bits just in case but had no idea what to wear. Sun dress was out, too formal. I thought about a little black dress but why would I be wearing a dress, unless I was expecting things to go far, in which case if they didn’t I’d look like an idiot. Leggings were too casual, or were they? Ugh! I decided on some nice golf shorts and a sleeveless polo. Preppie, but all purpose. Not too over the top, but put together. I hoped Gina would think I looked cute. OMG, I am a mess.
I dithered with what I should do with my makeup. I decided to not put on a lot, but then put on a little bit more. My eyes might have been overdone, but they looked good. She saw me in my workout ponytail, so I washed my hair and blow dried it out.
Once I got my hair, makeup and clothes sorted (you guys have it so easy!) I prepped for dinner. I figured we could sip some wine while I was making dinner. Oh no! I only had red, what if she was a white wine drinker? I didn’t have any. I could offer her a cocktail. My heart was racing, this was too much. I talked myself down with the fact that I had nothing that told me she was bi. She definitely was into boys in high school, so she was probably straight, and we were going to have a nice evening and then she would go home. And then I would probably masturbate because I really, really think I liked her. OMG, I was a mess.
I found an old apron from my housewarming package and put it on while I was prepping. The clock said 6pm, she still wasn’t there. Maybe she wasn’t coming. Maybe she was offended I was bisexual and was being nice and then bailed on me. Fuck! My mind hates me.
Oh! There’s the doorbell! I walked to the door (fast) and opened it.
“Hi Gina! I’m so glad you could come over! Let me get you a glass of wine. What kind do you like?”
“Hi Eve. I’ll have a glass of Cabernet.”.
Oh yes! Red wine! And my favorite. Things were already looking up! Keep you cool Eve, keep your cool!
Gina was wearing a nice pair of shorts and a low cut black top (OMG, so cute!). At least we were in the same neighborhood, clothes wise. I poured her a glass of wine, and myself as well. Hopefully it steadied my nerves. Since our conversation at the coffee shop, I was building up scenarios in my mind that she was either into girls or not into girls. Tonight could go anywhere.
We chit chatted about this and that while I made dinner. I plated both our meals, making sure to give her a more generous portion. And we sat down at my kitchen table and ate.
“Oh, this is so good. Where did you get the recipe?” Gina asked.
“I looked it up on the internet, but the dish is something I had at a place in Hoboken. It was so good.” I replied.
“Well you make it wonderful!” She said.
We finished dinner and I suggested going to the bar in the front of the house. It’s actually supposed to be a fifth bedroom, but I have a bar in there and there was enough room for a loveseat and a chair to make it a nice sitting room.
I poured us each a glass of wine and she took the chair while I took the loveseat. We talked about what it was like to live in the South vs. the Northeast that we were used to. We talked for a long time, and had several glasses. Then around 11pm, this happened.
Gina asked me “Did you find Lisa Bennett attractive?”
Well, that was a toughie. Lisa was conventionally attractive, tall-ish, blond, blue eyes and a great body. Hard to imagine her where she ended up.
“I thought she was nice looking but her personality was too toxic and she wasn’t worth it. Not that she would have anything to do with me.” I giggled at that.
“Same.” Gina said. “She was pretty but a mean person. I could never be with her.”
“Yeah. Most of my guy friends felt the same way. She was ugly on the inside.” I said. Most of my guy friends were definitely not in the in-crowd and although I didn’t date much in high school, I enjoyed their company as friends and confidants. Which made the next question all the more strange.
“So if you have guy friends, and you both like women. Do you talk about women the same way that guys talk about them?” Gina asked.
It’s true that I play golf with a lot of guys and they don’t have much of a filter. I don’t mind the way they talk, I like girls too and usually once I say how I feel about the cart girl or someone else, they loosen up and talk freely around me.
“Yes. Once I know them a bit. I play golf and we obsess over the cart girls.” I giggled at that. The current cart girl at my home course was very hot and I had a crush.
The next question surprised me.
“If you were with you guy friends. What would you say about me?” Gina looked directly into my eyes saying this. OMG, this was getting serious. Maybe. Maybe she was just curious. Oh Shit! What do I answer?
I should have probably taken a second to consider a good answer, but instead I blurted out “You are nice and thick with nice tits and I’ll bet you are wild in bed, you just have that look.”
Oh shit! WTF was I thinking. Thinking back, I blame the wine and the nervousness I felt. That was totally out of left field. I felt my face begin to flush. It’s not like I knew Gina well for a long time and could get away with that. Was she offended? Was she going to leave? I didn’t want her to leave. Fuck!
“Oh cool” is all she said. Very matter of factly. What was going on here?
I stammered out that that is how guys talk and that I definitely thought she was pretty and that that is just guy talk. But she simply nodded and uttered a noncommittal “yeah”.
I decided to change the subject before I completely fell apart. I asked her is she was having luck finding a townhouse.
“I like my apartment. I’m on the top floor and there is a nice pool and I like to tan there.” She replied.
Oh, she must look great in a bikini. Now I had that thought in my head. I didn’t know what was going on. Was I the only one spiraling out of control or was she as into me as I was into her? I couldn’t tell.
I kept the conversation on real estate and where would be good places to buy. OMG, there were townhomes 5 minutes away, go there! I poured us another glass of wine around midnight.
“Oh my. It’s getting so late, I should finish my wine and head home.” Gina said as she looked at her watch.
I didn’t want the evening to end, I was having so much fun despite the nervousness. “You can spend the night here if you want.”
That hung in the air for a few seconds. I realized that could be taken a couple different ways. OMG was I making an ass out of myself?
“I have a guest room. You can sleep there if you want.” I hope that didn’t sound weird. I didn’t want her sleeping in the guest room, I wanted her sleeping with me. Ugh. This was what the kids say is hot and heavy.
“That might be a good idea. I’ve had quite a bit of wine. Do you mind?”
Um, no. I want you to stay. Stay forever. Stay in my bed. ugh. “No it’s not a problem at all. Let me make sure everything is ready.” I started to get up and leave the bar but Gina motioned for me to sit down.
“Eve. I just want to say that I am so glad that you figured things out about being bi. It must be hard, it sounds like you are happy with who you are.” Gina was staring at me at this point. What did that mean. Was she an ally? Was she into me? I could feel my underarms getting wet. My face was definitely flushed and I could feel my heartbeat getting faster.
“Thank you. I feel like I am who I should be now.” I said.
Gina kept staring at me. Into me. Into my eyes. I was in over my head. I don’t know if she was messing with me or what was happening. Did I misjudge her?
“In college I did some experimenting and found out that I do like girls. Certain girls.” Gina paused for a second. “Not very often, but when I find someone who I really connect with it doesn’t matter what their body looks like, right?”
I just nodded and mouthed a tepid “yeah”. I didn’t know what was going on at this point.
“And when a body is as nice as yours, all tight and fit it just makes it all the better. You are very beautiful Eve. And I think you like the way I look.”
Ok. I was actually wearing panties and they were getting nice and wet. My face was definitely flushed, my armpits wet and I was experiencing feelings I hadn’t felt in a long time.
“You are very pretty. I like the way you look.” I was barely holding on. I didn’t know what was coming next. I was actually in over my head here.
“That’s good. I like how you look as well. And you are great to talk to. I have had the most wonderful time tonight. Do you know what I want now?” Her eyes were staring into my soul at this point.
“What do you want?” I asked. I knew the answer before she said it. Asking was just a prelude to what we both wanted at that point.
Gina simply cocked her head to one side and said “You. I want you.”
Oh fuck! This was really happening. In the back of my mind, I thought it was the booze. That this was a one night stand, or something like that.
“You do?” My mind was jelly at this point.
Gina got up and sat next to me on the loveseat. “Yes, I want you. You are so beautiful.”
“You are too. I think you are wonderful.” I replied. I was short of breath. My heart was racing.
“Oh that’s good.” She said. She then closed her eyes and leaned in towards my lips. I gave into my feelings. I closed my eyes and then felt her lips on mine. The kiss lasted a thousand years and ten seconds and was over too soon. Every barrier was down, everything I used to keep people away was gone. She could have everything. I was overwhelmed.
When our lips stopped dancing, I pulled back. My breath was ragged. My mind was a mess. Gina looked at me and asked if I was ok. In a moment I pulled myself together. I broke into a big grin and looked her straight in the eye and said “Absolutely” and then leaned in and closed my eyes and …
To be continued…
Romance
Sexual acts/Love making
Romantic
Female
Bisexual
Weight gain
Wife/Husband/Girlfriend
First person
X-rated
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Your writing style is so nice and easy to get into.
I finished chapter 1 and am just savoring it now. I will save chapter 2 for another day.