Chapter 2

Collapsing in each others arms exhausted, spent, satisfied as the train came to a stop. Looking up I realize we were at the end of the line Albany Park we had rode through 27 stops. We exited the train car holding hands and we crossed to the other platform. Waiting for the morning train to the city I realized I didn’t even know her name.

Chapter Three-Chance Meeting

I’m Cheryle “Cheri” an Irish Catholic woman thirty years old I know my place in the world I’m a bright, articulate, well educated, highly paid attorney but my charity work is what gives me satisfaction. I volunteer at CVLS offering my legal services to woman in trouble, abusive relationships, bad marriages, shoplifting, drunk driving. Giving advice and filing restraining orders, handling divorces, helping then prepare for court appearances as well as many other things. Being a survivor my self gives me a special perspective, offering my services to women in need, is my way of giving back to the wonderful city I love.

It was raining the day I called her name out in the crowded waiting room at the Law Center. Savanah she was wearing dark glasses looking cold and wet but it was her my lover on the train. Shaking her hand I ask her for the questionnaire we give all new clients to fill out. I showed her to the small office I was using. “Have a seat, would you like some coffee?” I asked politely.

“Thank you that would be nice,” Savanah said in a timid voice

Pouring her a cup and handing it to her our hands touch for just a second but there was something in her touch, a spark, a moment, did she remember me? I went through the questionnaire entering the information into the computer asking questions when I needed clarification. She wore the dark glasses to cover a black eye received from an abusive husband, I had suspected as much. I discussed options with her explaining exactly my role in the process would be. We made an action plan and I made a few calls to find her a shelter to go to. Further information about her case is confidential and will not be disclosed here.

A few months later I was eating lunch at Eggy’s Diner by my self, a working lunch, studying documents between bites. “Hi Cheryle,” a friendly voice said. Looking up from my work “Savanah, how are you getting along?” I asked really caring not just saying it.

“Great!” Hugging me she continued “I’ve got my own place, I’m working here in the kitchen, I saw you and had to come say thank you for everything you did for me.” Savanah seemed truly happy.

“No thanks necessary, glad you’re finding your footing again,” I said as I smiled at her.

“You should come see my place, let me fix you dinner,” she offered.

“I don’t know Savanah I’m really busy but the offer means a lot,” I responded politely.

“you have to eat, please come, let me repay you for all the work you did on my case,” her cute voice charming me.

After a few more minutes of this I reluctantly agreed to come to her place for dinner on Thursday night. She gave me her address, said she should get back to work, hugging me again in a warm, tender embrace before she disappeared into the back of the diner.

Thursday night came, I dressed casual, jeans, Depaul University tee shirt and flip flops. Arriving at her apartment building, I buzzed, “Come on up,” came her cute voice through the speaker box. I found her apartment door slightly open, entering I saw her in the kitchen cooking, barefoot wearing boy shorts and a tank top. Turning toward me I noticed how beautiful she is, running over to me she wrapped her arms around me hugging me tight, she was not wearing a bra again.

“We have about an hour till dinners ready, want a glass of wine?” Savanah asked me.

“Sounds great, I would love some wine” I responded.

“Have a seat I’ll be right back with the wine,” she said pointing at the sofa.

Sitting on the sofa, she returned with a bottled of wine and glasses, plopping down next to me. She folded her legs under herself facing me, opening the bottle she poured two glasses, handing me one. We drank, talked, laughed soon she was up putting dinner on the table, opening another bottle of wine, and we sat to eat. The home cooked dinner was delicious, I was having a great time with her, wondering if she would bring up our ride on the L, as she cleared the plates after dinner setting them in the sink.

She returned but didn’t sit she stood next to me stroking my long red hair gently. “Ready for dessert?” I looked up, leaning down she kissed me her long tongue finding it’s way in my mouth again, I responded in kind, tongues dancing intertwined. Taking my hand in hers, she led me to the bedroom, my head spinning from the wine, passionately embracing again we kissed some more. Passionately kissing are hands roamed freely over each others bodies so so and warm a cute play thing.

Undressing each other and falling into her small twin bed together, coming together, legs, feet, arms hands, fingers caressing, rubbing, our naked bodies so warm, heat growing, full of a lustful sexual desire. Making sweet love to each other through out the night in that small twin bed.

I slowly climbed up on top of her as Savanah’s fingers played with my soft red pubes before plunging into my waiting wet cunt. I moved my hips up and down fucking her fingers, making love to her fingers. Her long tongue felt perfect as she licked and sucked on my pussy her fingers still working inside me. These climaxes had been building all night, starring at her gorgeous body, A emotional end to a wonderful night.

Intertwined in a beautiful sixty-nine with my sweet Savanah, my face buried in her sweet pussy as she worked mine into a frenzy of lust and desire. My mind flashing back to the first time I played with her cunt riding the L train at four AM. The sounds of sex filling the the bedroom passion erupting as her sweet juices squirted on my face. Our bodies shaking, trembling, little toes curling a blissful orgasm for two.

Kissing me sweetly, then passionately, her tongue dancing in my mouth. Our naked bodies coming together, hands, fingers, legs, feet rubbing each other. Pussies grinding together bringing more sexual desire. Intertwining, scissoring, tribadism, legs divided a pleasurable intersection. Our wet clits colliding, rubbing, humping, moaning, ecstasy with a purpose. The art of two women making love so beautifully inclined.

Sweet nectar flowing, fingers inside wet pussies, our toes in each others warm mouths. Split like scissors our pussy rubbing together as we work on each others feet. A strangely erotic experience full of wanton lust and desire sucking her gorgeous toes. Our speed increasing pressing are cunts together humping, rubbing, sucking, licking toes. what an entertaining passion, a tasteful elixir, a wonderful sensory feeling. Two women on fire, a redheads and a blonde, split like scissors. Humping frantically, squeals and sighs, feelings building. Speed increasing here comes another orgasmic delight.

Collapsing into each other, cuddling together, we laid there in a post orgasmic bliss. We drifted off to sleep holding each other trying to make the world stop turning. Savanah my lover, my friend, fellow train aficionado, life is beautiful in it’s randomness. Two battered woman starting life again better then it ever was before.

Turning on the hot water in the shower, I sat on the toilet to pee, as the bathroom filled with steam. Savanah walking past me, her gorgeous naked body, flowing blonde hair, amble breast, a hint of a bush, a heart shaped ass and her cute little feet. Climbing in the hot shower, soaping her body, what a beautiful site.

Climbing in with her, washing Savanah’s back with my soft soapy hands, reaching around washing her breast with the hot soapy water, I teased with her hard soapy nipples, taking my time, as I let my hand slide down slowly over her flat stomach through her soft blonde pubes to a soaking wet pussy.

Rubbing softly, caressing, washing, the soap so slippery, making love to each other, letting my wet soapy fingers play with with her little clit, rubbing softly. Inserting one then two fingers inside her, kissing has she does the same things to me. Slowly moving in and out, our desire growing with each thrust. Our soapy fingers making a slurping sound as our fingers thrust in then out. The hot water, the steam, lust, mixing to make a beautiful morning.

Tingling all over with sensory pleasures, legs spread and my right foot raised on the tube, hot water trickling down my ass crack sending shivers up my spine. We could do this for hours, teasing each other. Nearing a shattering orgasm, Moaning, pulling back, moving my hips to meet her soapy slick fingers plunging into me. My body dancing with pleasure, a magnificent feeling, our scents filling the bathroom. Slowly dropping my wet fingers down the crack of Savanah’s tight ass to her little brown flower rubbing my soapy fingers on her tight little asshole. Probing the entrance, gently, poking one wet finger inside her ass thrusting so deep, she lets out a sigh. Then out, then in, adding another wet soapy finger and a third driving hard pounding her ass, which she seems to loves, deeper and deeper. Savanah’s rubbing my wet soapy swollen clit as the first waves of sheer pleasure start encompassing me.

The hot water, a bathroom full of hot steam, our own little sauna. The pain and pleasure, the depravity, of fucking her sweet ass. The dirty little blonde slut I love so much, as Savanah screams in delight, I drop to my knees for a taste. Savanah is so sweet and wet my long tongue exploring her sweet insides. Curling, dancing, tasting her juices with my long tongue. Ann grabbing my head, legs trembling. knees buckling, “YES! Cheri YES!” Squirting in an erupting orgasm all over my face I linger there savoring her taste. A great start to my day.