Chapter 4

NISHA

Things got pretty hot and heavy after a while. Our kisses migrated until I was on her ear right before Elise tackled my neck. And then our hands got involved. We had been holding and hugging each other for a long time when I realized Elise's right hand had slid down and was rubbing my butt. Did that feel good!

But I was more intrigued by her boobs. What did they feel like? Mine were fairly small, but hers were more generous. Not huge, but fuller than mine. I knew she didn't have a bra on; I could tell when I first arrived and there was definitely no bra strap when I hugged her. I let my hand slide forward to her side and up towards the middle. She didn't pause, resist or say anything, so I let my fingers trail up her blouse until I felt her tight nipple underneath the thin cloth.

As I teased Elise's nipple, I heard a satisfied hum from deep in her throat. Yes, she liked it! I played and teased for several more minutes until she broke our latest kiss and put her hand over mine, stopping my nipple play.

"Uh, this is getting serious," Elise said.

"Fun, though, huh?" I answered.

"Yeah, but are we, are we going to…where does this end?"

"Are you thinking we should maybe slow things down?"

"As much as my girl parts want to have fun, I'm thinking…"

"Maybe we should ease off, huh?"

"Yeah, we probably should," Elise sighed.

"Rats," I giggled, "Now I know what it's like being the guy when the girl throws cold water on things."

"Seriously, don't you think we should, uh, go a little slower?" Elise asked. "I mean, it's usually a big step, but with us, well, it would be huge."

"Probably," I admitted, "Maybe I should head out."

"Not before we have a chance to talk a little more."

"You mean kiss?"

"No, Silly," Elise said, "Maybe a little more getting to know each other would make sense."

"OK, as long as I get to enjoy your fabulous kisses."

"Deal."

We sealed the deal with a rather chaste kiss, finished our eggnog and sat at opposite ends of the sofa looking at each other. For the longest time, we didn't say anything and merely sat there, staring at one another. I found myself looking at someone I truly wanted to spend more time with, and not just sexually. She was cute, packed an awesome body in her short frame and was intriguing. I mean, how many female electricians are there? And how did she overcome the good ol' boy biases that had been thrown at her?

Oh, how I wanted to get to know her!

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ELISE

As we sat there silently looking at each other, my mind was racing. In front of me was an exotic-looking girl, no, make that a woman, who oozed sexuality. Her lean body, long black hair and sexy curves drew me in like nothing ever had before. And smart! She was doing the college thing and, from what I had experienced, she had serious brains. To me, she was the whole package.

I found myself getting wet just sitting there looking at Nisha and wondering what it would be like making love to her. Sure, I knew the basics of sex and I knew what I liked, but what did she like? Would she guide me or would I have to explore on my own? Both possibilities were intriguing and I only hoped there would be the chance to try and to do so very soon.

But I had been the one to initially throw cold water, tap the brakes, whatever you call it, and it would look weird if I started things up with her at this point. Imagine my delight when Nisha reached for my hand and, with a giggle, pulled me over to her. I found myself half-on and half-off her, her arms wrapped around my back and her lips making a journey of discovery up my neck.

When I squirmed a little, not from hesitation but from desire, she broke away and whispered, "I know, I know. I should be going."

"I wasn't resisting."

"I know but you were right earlier. A little time to reflect might be in order."

Damn, why did she have to be the grown-up in the room? Even though I knew it would be best to hold off, my girl parts were screaming at me and the little devil over my left shoulder was telling me to go for it. But the little angel on the right won out.

"Yeah, you're right. I should let you go," I said as I reluctantly got off her. "Let me get your coat."

We stood by the door looking at each other, both of us saddened by Nisha's departure. She stepped toward me, leaned over and dropped the sexiest good-bye kiss imaginable onto my lips before turning to the door. I slowly let her hand slip from mine as she grabbed the door handle.

"Bye," I whispered.

"Bye."

She opened the door right as a wintry gust hit and blew a ton of snow at her and into the room. She squealed as she backed up and slammed the door.

"Oh my god, did you see that? It's awful out there."

"It wasn't supposed to hit until later!"

"Well, it did. Let me call Dad."

Nisha called him and I could tell from her conversation that he didn't want her driving and he apparently volunteered to come pick her up.

"But Dad, it's just as dangerous for you as it is for me….Well, I can spend the night here….I'm sure she won't mind. And if the weather clears and the roads are OK, we can go do the elf thing together in the morning….OK, Dad, love you. I'll call you in the morning."

Nisha hung up her phone and when she turned to me with a hint of a guilty grin, I knew I had been had. Yeah, it was stormy, but the roads couldn't have been too dangerous so early on.

"You little snake," I teased her, "You made it sound way worse than it is, didn't you?"

"Mmmmaybe," Nisha giggled.

"Do you realize how many romance novels and erotic stories are based on two people getting stranded by a snowstorm?"

"No. Read those kind of stories, do you?"

She had me there. I did read them and they often helped a single girl make it through the night.

Once I admitted it, she came to me and wrapped me in her beautiful arms. We stood there holding onto one another, with me getting turned on more and more by the second, until Nisha whispered in my ear, "Now wherever should I sleep?"

—–

NISHA

OK, OK, I admit that maybe I exaggerated the severity of the storm to my dad. But I was driven by a force I had never experienced in my life, a desire to be with someone at all costs. In the past, my times with guys were sometimes good and rarely great, but at no time did I feel so strongly about being with them like I felt that night with Elise. I just had to have her. And even if I had pulled a sneak attack, I knew deep down she wanted me as much as I wanted her.

Elise pulled back from the hug and gave me a little laugh. "You know it's a one-bedroom."

"Then I guess we sleep together."

"Nope, I'll take the floor."

"Elise, Honey, that is so classic for those stories. Of course, I'm supposed to say 'no' and promise I'll behave and you're supposed to reluctantly agree and…" I laughed.

"Oh, Nisha, you've got that all wrong. You get into bed with me and I promise you there'll be something happening."

"But weren't you the one slowing things down?"

"I was, only because I knew if I got any closer to you, I'd never stop until we had gone all the way. I was trying to be the strong one."

"Really?" I asked with a sense of wonderment.

"God, yes," Elise responded, "Uh, let me kill the lights and we can head back there."

Once we got back to her bedroom, I realized I was nervous. OK, I'm usually nervous the first time I'm having sex with someone, not that it has been that often, but this time I wanted everything to be perfect and yet had little idea of what two girls would do together. Yeah, sure, I knew about the basics, you know, fingering and oral, but how it might flow was a question. With a guy, you know the end game is PIV and everything else is merely leading up to that. But with a girl, well, I wasn't sure how it would play out.

"Bathroom's in there, towel's in the cupboard and a spare toothbrush is under the sink."

"Keep one handy for times like these?" I teased.

"Well, if you must know, the other eleven from the dozen I bought in October are all gone," she teased right back.

While I was in the bathroom, I heard her scurrying around while I peed and brushed my teeth. I wondered about taking off my clothes, but decided to let Elise do the honors. I took in a deep breath and opened the door.

It was wonderful. The bed had been pulled down, soft music played on a hidden speaker and, lit only by two scented candles, Elise stood there wearing a sheer nightgown…and her silly elf hat! I broke out in laughter. The atmosphere, lighting and her dress all screamed 'You're gonna get lucky tonight,' but her hat was just too much.

Elise asked in a fake wounded tone, "Something wrong?"

"No, Silly, it's just your," I laughed hysterically while pointing to her head, "It's just your hat."

"I'm being festive."

"I don't know if I can get into bed with an elf," I replied.

"Oh, I think you can," she answered as she let the nightgown slip silently to the floor. OMG, she was beautiful. Her curves were perfect, her boobs were to die for and her hips and ass, wearing only the tiniest thong, completed the perfect picture.

"You hop into bed and I'll be right back," Elise snickered.

"How can you do this to me? You show me your glorious curves and then you leave?" I asked with the slightest tinge of exasperation.

"It'll do you good. Be right back."

I was suddenly shy about getting undressed. I'm not nearly as curvy and sexy as she is and I've always preferred to undress in the dark. Most of my time with guys was in the dark and only after several good romps in the hay would I let them see me in the light of day. To take off my clothes while waiting for her was too much to ask, so I did the next best thing; clothes off, bra and panties on. I snuggled under the sheet and with a pounding heart, I waited for Elise to return.

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ELISE

While I tinkled, my mind was racing a hundred miles an hour. I was going to get in bed with the sexiest woman I had ever met and for the first time ever, I was going to make love with a woman. Now, this wasn't some little game just to say I'd done it. No, I desperately wanted her. I wanted those kisses again. I wanted to feel her hands on me and, more importantly, I wanted to touch her, feel her, taste her and see her as she climaxed.

I brushed my teeth so quickly that I'm sure my dental hygienist would not approve, but I didn't want to waste another single second. After slipping off the elf hat, I took in a breath and opened the door. Dammit, she was lying there under a sheet, hidden from my view. She looked a little nervous, kind of like I felt, and gave me a small smile.

"No fair. You're cheating. You've got to see me and but won't let me look at your exotic and sexy bod."

"I, uh, I'm a little…" Nisha replied before her voice faded.

"You're a little tease, that's what you are," I said as I grabbed the sheet and slowly pulled it down. She tried to resist, but I wasn't about to let her keep hiding. As her torso came into view, I could see her bra and then her panties before she shyly placed one hand over her boobs and one over her puss.

"Nisha, Hon, I'm going to give you exactly ten seconds to move those hands, then I'll give you twenty seconds to kiss me and then, then you're taking those off."

"No, I agree to the ten and twenty seconds, but you have to take them off."

"If you insist, but you need to take my thong off," I answered as I slid onto the bed next to her. Her arms wrapped around me, mine around her, and our lips met. Oh, God, did she feel good! Her lips were soft and promising, her skin was silky and her modest curves spoke to toned muscles beneath. I don't know how long we lay there kissing, but I do know Nisha's hands were all over me. She seemed fascinated by my boobs as her fingers petted, stroked and even lightly pinched the nipples. Then her hands slid down to my ass and after feeling her tug on my thong, I raised up so she could remove it. I was totally nude and in the arms of my lover. And it had never felt so good to me as on that night.

I pulled away from her for a few seconds and with a smile, I gestured to her bra. She raised up and let me reach around and undo the single hasp. As I pulled the bra slowly down her arms, I got the sense she was shy, maybe even embarrassed. But she was beautiful. Her modest boobs were perfectly shaped with a nice curvature below and tiny, tight nipples of darker skin.

"Beautiful," I whispered as I trailed a fingernail over one nipple.

"Really?"

"More than beautiful. Perfect."

I slid my fingers down her torso until they reached her panties, cute little things which set off her skin color perfectly. With a nod, I let her know it was time to take them off. She raised her hips and I slowly dragged them down to her feet before tossing them on the floor. She had a cute little dart of sparse hair and her lips were shaved. Between them, I could see moisture oozing below her cute little pearl.

Now, I had never made love with a woman and didn't have any real plan, but I knew her promised land was simply too sexy to ignore. I trailed a finger up her inner thigh until it slid between her dark, inner lips. I could feel her moist heat as I slowly slid my finger into her. Once it was moist, I pulled it out to slide up and over her clit.

"Oh, God, oh, God," Nisha cried as I ran my finger over her and even though it was sexy watching her, I wanted more contact with her lithe, sexy body and I wanted more kisses. I stretched out beside her and put my lips on hers as I began to rub her, slowly at first and then faster and faster. At one point, her hand rested on mine and applied more pressure, telling me what she wanted. Every minute or so I'd gather up more of her honey and resume the tiny circles she seemed to like the most.

Her kisses faded, her head turned back, her breathing intensified and her body arched right before she cried out and writhed uncontrollably on the bed, holding my hand tightly to her pussy. It had to have been the most exciting thing I had ever seen; a sexy, exotic woman climaxing with a barely visible flush under her dark skin and veins standing out on her neck.

She kept her hand firmly on mine, not allowing for any more stimulation, until she opened her eyes and looked at me. As our eyes met, I saw a smile spread across her face.

"That…that was incredible."

"Glad you liked it."

"If you had asked me two weeks ago…"

"You would have said 'No way'."

"Uh, what about you? Interested?" Nisha asked.

"Well, I guess. Twist my arm and all."

"Hmm, what could we do, huh?"

"I dunno."

"Well, I do. Now go ahead and lie back down."

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NISHA

Something about her demanded I make love to all of her. Don't get me wrong, her finger action was phenomenal, absolutely phenomenal, and I hoped to experience it again, and soon. But I wanted to feel her and taste her all over.

Once Elise was lying down, I gently ran my hand down across her face, signaling she was to close her eyes. She tipped her head away from me, exposing her neck. That's where I started with my lips. I kissed and licked her from ear to collarbone, tasting the sweet essence of Elise. And even though her hums told me she was enjoying herself, I had other peaks to climb, other conquests to make.

The first two peaks were her wonderful boobs. Bigger than mine, but it was the contour that drew my eyes to them. I won't, I can't describe in simple terms how wonderfully shaped they were, but to me, they were perfect. I dragged my tongue over them, savoring the taste and the faint smell of her body wash and even a hint of perspiration. When I reached her nipples, she gasped before hissing, 'Yes,' time and again. I licked. I sucked. I played. I teased until her yeses became moans of desire.

I was doing it! I was loving a woman who was responding, who was enjoying what I had to offer. And it gave me the courage to move on, to move on down.

Halfway down her tummy, her hands held my head for a few seconds. "You don't have to, you know," Elise whispered.

"But I want to, so relax and enjoy."

By the time I reached her smoothly shaved mound, she was no longer offering any resistance and splayed her legs apart, allowing me easy access to her charms. I generally like oral sex and the few times that it was particularly good involved a lot of teasing, advancing and retreating, something many guys are either not interested in or are incapable of doing. In my mind that night, I thought about trying something like it with her. I started with some tentative licks right across her lips and clit, but was met with resistance.

"Please, no fun and games. Do it, just do it."

That was all it took. I doubled down and began to rub her with the top of my tongue, savoring the taste that was similar to, yet different from my own. And I liked it. Sweet, salty, earthy and Elisey.

Her hands pulled at and her legs squeezed my head as I got her closer to climax. What threw Elise over the edge was my slipping two fingers into her and rubbing the front of her vault in time with my licking, something I have always enjoyed.

Cries rang through the room as her body twisted and surged under me, her hands pulled at me and her legs nearly decapitated me. By the time Elise collapsed back, I knew three things: I was able to have sex with a woman. I liked it. And I liked it way more than with a guy.

—–

ELISE

I could barely move for several minutes after Nisha ran me through the wringer. After I relaxed my hold on her, she stayed where she was and dropped a few tender kisses on my girl parts, not to restart anything but only to let me know she was there, almost in a worshipping manner. Most guys who had gone down on me would have popped up wanting more action, but Nisha remained close and undemanding. So sweet.

Eventually, I stirred and pulled her up to me, demanding a kiss. These kisses were kisses of tenderness and thanks, not of arousal. After several, I pulled away and looked her in the eye.

"Can you believe what we just did?"

"If you had asked me three weeks ago, or even two, I would have said 'no way,' but now that I'm with you, yes, I believe it," Nisha answered.

"What do we do now? Another round? Sleep? What?"

"I'd like to think this is the first of many more times together and actually, I'm in the mood to be held."

"You, too?" I asked, amazed at how similar my feelings were to hers. "Let me get some water. Be right back."

When I returned, Nisha had propped herself up on a couple of pillows and was scanning a romance novel I had at the bedside.

"High-class literature, here," she teased.

"Hey, when you need a little escape, not a bad way to go. Here's some water for you."

"Thanks. Since I'm the guest, I get the bed and you get the floor, right?" Nisha teased.

"You stinker. I get this side and you get that side."

"OK. Here, cuddle up."

"Let me deal with the candles first."

Once I got back in bed with Nisha, we came together, arms wrapped around each other and lightly rubbing each other's back. We didn't say much; our hands were doing all the talking. I do remember her telling me something about the volunteer work the next day, but honestly, I was pretty far gone by then.

I woke when my cell phone rang in the other room. I jumped out into the cool room and raced to answer it. Mercy Hospital was calling to tell me they were cancelling all nonessential activities due to the storm. Rather than have them call and wake up Nisha, I told them I'd call and let her know.

Shivering, I snuck back into bed. She rolled over to me and screeched when she touched me.

"Damn, you're cold."

"Yeah, I know. Hey, the hospital called. No volunteer work today due to the weather."

"I better call my folks and let them know. But what will we do all day with our free time?" Nisha chuckled.

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