...Cassie repeated the position they’d slid into at the Gator Club by folding one arm across Sienna’s collarbone, with the other around her waist. After a moment, Cassie slid that hand down Sienna’s thigh, reaching up underneath the hem of her sundress to caress her leg. She stroked the soft skin of her inner thigh, her fingers rotating in gentle, circular motions.

“Oh, wow,” was all Sienna could say.

“Are you getting warm, darling?”

“You don’t feel the heat?”

Cassie let out a low chuckle.

Cassie lowered her arm and cupped her hand around Sienna’s breast. Sienna felt her nipple hardening as Cassie rubbed her open palm across the sundress, repeatedly clasping and opening her hand to massage. At the same time, Cassie slid her other hand down under Sienna’s rear end. Sienna swooned from the excruciating pleasure of Cassie feeling her up while kneading her butt.

Sienna heard her voice escape her in a breathless rhapsody singing Cassie’s praises. “Oh, baby, you are a goddess, a great and gorgeous goddess.”

“Mmm. So are you.”

Their passion grew with more delicious petting.

When Sienna tried to eke out words, she expressed herself in a string of mumbo-jumbo.

Cassie laughed and whispered, “No talking for a while.”

Sienna was glad she’d said that and gave herself over to the sensual pleasure of physical contact.

Cassie slid the spaghetti strap down Sienna’s left arm. She slipped her hand under the cotton dress to cup Sienna’s bare breast. Sienna barely noticed her slide her other hand away from her ass, bringing it up to ease the dress off her chest. Cassie let the top of the dress fall around Sienna’s waist and caressed her ample breasts, manipulating them with increased passion. Sienna gasped as Cassie tweaked her hardened nipples between her fingers, rolling her hips against Cassie’s belly to steady her. Their bodies conformed as they swayed in sensual harmony.

Cassie made a subtle move to back up and slide the dress the rest of the way down Sienna’s torso. Sienna felt the waistline’s elastic band expand as the dress slid down over her hips, thighs and calves, landing in a pile around her ankles.

“We don’t need that anymore, do we?” Cassie purred. “Here, step out.”

When Sienna complied, Cassie gave it a delicate toe-flick to nudge it out of the way.

Clad in only a white satin thong, Sienna stood exposed.

“Beautiful,” Cassie waxed. “You are stunning.”

She wrapped an arm around Sienna’s curvy waist and ran her hand along her back muscles. Her other hand made a frenzied exploration of the terrain along the front side.

Sienna lost herself in the delicious sensations evoked by Cassie’s slender fingers sweeping over her skin with appreciative strokes. She accepted how amazing Cassie made her feel, in spite of reservations reminding her she was crossing a line “normal” women never do.

So, what’s normal? she asked herself. I don’t care if this is right or wrong. It feels right somehow. And, for the first time in a long, long time, I trust my lover.

She took Cassie’s head in her hands and kissed her lips. They opened into each other, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths, pressing and retreating in an intimate exchange. After several minutes of communing like that, Cassie broke away.

“You want to go to my bedroom?”

Sienna nodded.