When Chasey leaves town for the weekend, Shelby realizes she has a chance to get to know her best friend’s girlfriend a little better. Avy is equally interested in getting know Shelby better, too. Only, Avy shows up dressed for a date. Shelby doesn’t mind. When Avy confesses that she needs to “research” a sex toy as a potential Valentines gift, Shelby doesn’t mind, either. She leads Avy home for a very personal demonstration on how to use a ...
When Chasey leaves town for the weekend, Shelby realizes she has a chance to get to know her best friend’s girlfriend a little better. Avy is equally interested in getting know Shelby better, too. Only, Avy shows up dressed for a date. Shelby doesn’t mind. When Avy confesses that she needs to “research” a sex toy as a potential Valentines gift, Shelby doesn’t mind, either. She leads Avy home for a very personal demonstration on how to use a double-sided dildo.
WARNING! This story contains graphic and explicit of consensual and anal sex between consenting lesbians of legal age. It is meant only for mature and adult readers over the age of 18.
“Okay,” the waitress sighed and wrote onto her order pad. “Two vegan burgers – with cheese and bacon on them. Coming right up.” The waitress huffed and stormed off in her black and white uniform.
Avy’s smile returned. “Trust me, that sandwich isn’t as disgusting as it sounds.” She arched her one of her brows at me. “You want to know the truth?”
I repressed a laugh. “Sure about that?”
“Yes!” She glanced away “Sort of. The truth is: I really crave some bacon and cheese. The vegan patty is my penance for that.”
I smiled harder. “No, I totally get it. It’s got to be a lot less fat and calories than if it were casually laying on some slab of beef.” I picked up my beer and sipped it. An evil thought entered my brain. “Actually, why not just get a BLT with cheese?”
“Complications!” She averted her eyes. “Well, actually, I prefer the taste of soy patty over a hamburger. I actually like the sandwich as it is. Is that so wrong?”
“Slow down there,” I held up my hands. “I’m not judging you. Actually, I’m willingly eating the same thing.”
“Sorry,” she sighed. “I have family members who constantly judge me on things like this. On a lot of things.” She batted her eyelashes at me. “Plus, I really want this date to go well?”
I thought about my father and my own extremely complicated relationship with my stepmother. “I know. It’s not easy.”
Avy stared into her beer. “Our date is not going well?”
I reached across the table and touched her hand. “It is. Honestly, it is. I was meaning family stuff.”
When our food came, we finally relaxed. You know, it seemed odd that we were so stiff with each other. After all, we had have seen each other naked on a few occasions. We also did pleasantly unspeakable things with each other and her girlfriend at the same time. I wanted to know her a little more personally, and I’m glad I finally had the chance. We talked about shoes, clothes, and other girly things. Plus, Avy was absolutely right: a vegan sandwich with cheese and bacon was much tastier than what I had expected.
In true date-like fashion, we walked home together. I didn’t know if it was my subconscious at work, but we ended up walking towards my place, not hers and Chasey’s. The whole time we chatted, but now we carried on like we had known each other for years. Part of me, inside, actually felt like I had known her that long. In a goofy way, we actually held hands for the whole time. Still, we stopped by my door, and I turned. “Does this date end with us awkwardly staring at each other? Or is this the part where I invite you in and things get rather interesting?”