The Price
by Ann Douglas
"Tami, are you up there?" Cynthia Craig called out as she stood on
the third step of the circular spiral staircase.
The T-shirt clad seventeen-year-old was a member of the
high school's library squad. The object of her search, Tamika
Ryan, was one of the squad's Lieutenants.
"Tami," she repeated as she moved up a few steps. "there's
someone down here to see you."
"I'll be down in a minute," came a voice from the second
floor storage room.
The long-haired redhead climbed back down the stairs and
turned to face the girl on whose behalf she had been searching for
Tami. There was an obvious animosity between the two girls,
evident in both the way they looked at each other as well as the
inflection in their voices.
"Tami will be right down," Cynthia said with disdain.
"Thank you," Laurie Murdock said with insincerity.
Ignoring the intended slight, Cynthia turned and left Laurie
standing alone among the rows of books and periodicals. It was the
first time the tall brunette had ever been in this part of the
library and simple curiosity led her to check out some of the titles
on the shelves.
The sound of sneakers on metal steps caused Laurie to look
up and see Tami coming down the winding staircase. For the tenth
time that morning, Laurie tried desperately to think of another
way to solve her problem. As she had the previous nine attempts,
the eighteen year old came up empty.
Stepping off the bottom rung, Tami turned and saw Laurie.
If she had to pick the last person she ever expected to see in the
research section of the library, Laurie Murdock was it.
"What do you want?" Tami said in a tone that clearly
showed she shared Cynthia's opinion of Laurie.
"I need to talk to you," Laurie said, coming right to the
point. "In private."
Tami's first thought was to tell Laurie to go to hell.
Curiosity then got the better of her and she decided to see what
the taller girl had to say.
"We can use the office in the back," Tami said. "It's about
as private as you can get around here."
As the door to the office, which doubled as a lunch room for
the squad, closed behind them, Tami jumped up onto the long desk
and faced Laurie. It was obvious that the brunette was a girl with
a problem.
"Okay, you have five minutes," Tami said, glancing down at
her watch to emphasize the limit of her patience.
Despite the time limit, Laurie seemed in no hurry to get to
the point. Instead, she took long moments to just look at Tami,
getting the nerve to ask what she had to ask.
To an observer, Tami and Laurie were about as opposite as
two girls could get. Laurie had long dark brown hair and stood five
foot nine. Tami was four inches shorter with very short reddish
brown hair. Laurie was also very full bodied with a bust that drew
attention the minute she walked into view. Tami on the other hand
had a small athletic form with modest, firm breasts. The final
physical difference between the two was that Laurie had a tanned
Mediterranean complexion while Tami had almost porcelain white
skin, the result of her Amerasian heritage.
As great as they were, the physical differences were minor
when compared to the difference in their personalities and
lifestyles. Laurie was one of the most, popular girls in school.
Possibly the most. Captain of the cheerleader squad with a social
calendar that read like a high school who's who, she was the odds
on favorite to be crowned Prom Queen.
Tami on the other hand, kept to herself and a small circle of
friends. Academically successful to the point where valedictorian
seemed almost a given, she had also earned a reputation for being
just a bit strange.
"I'm in trouble!" Laurie finally said.
"The rabbit died?" Tami asked, wondering if Laurie would
even understand the reference in an age of instant pregnancy
tests.
"Not that kind of trouble," Laurie quickly shot back, an
unbidden memory of worrying about just that a few months
previously came to mind.
"Three minutes," Tami said, attempting to bring the
conversation to a point.
"I'm in Mr. McKenzie's American History class," the
brunette said. "and I have a research paper due tomorrow. If I
don't turn it in, I'm going to fail the class. Mr. McKenzie counts
the end term paper as fifty percent of your grade."
"Laurie," Tami said. "I don't know if you've ever noticed,
but I sit four rows behind you in American History. I know that
there's a paper due tomorrow. I've had mine done for over a
month now, but obviously you haven't finished yours."
"Actually I haven't even started it," Laurie admitted.
"You're right," Tami grinned, "you are in trouble. But
tragic as that is, what does it have to do with me?"
"Originally, Mike Russell was helping me with the paper,"
Laurie went on.
"In other words, he was writing it for you," Tami
interjected.
"Yes," she admitted.
"So what happened?" Tami asked, now a little curious.
"Mike had a computer crash last week and lost both of our
reports," she explained. "He's spent the last seven days just
rewriting his own."
"Gee, you'd think someone as bright as that would've learned
to back up his data," Tami mused. "But you still haven't explained
what any of this has to do with me."
"Mike said that originally you and I were both writing
reports on the New Deal, but that you later changed your mind and
wrote about the Japanese Internment instead."
"Actually, I finished a first draft of the New Deal paper,
then changed my mind," Tami explained. "But I still don't know
what any of this..."
"I want to buy your paper so I can turn it in as my own,"
Laurie said.
Tami's response was both instantaneous and explosive, her
laughter filling the small room. This had to be the funniest thing
she'd heard all year.
"Damn it, I'm serious!" Laurie yelled.
"I know," Tami said, unable to stop laughing. "That's what
makes it so funny."
"If I don't get a report by tomorrow I'm not going to
graduate," Laurie yelled. "And if I don't graduate I don't get to
go to Europe this summer."
"And that would be such a shame," the short haired girl
continued to giggle.
I should've have know better to think that someone like you
might help me," Laurie snapped as she started to storm out.
"Wait a minute," Tami said, finally bringing her laughter
under control. "Maybe we can talk about this."
Laurie stopped and turned back around.
"Then you'll sell me the paper?" she asked.
"Let’s just say I'm willing to discuss it," Tami replied.
Laurie thought about it a few seconds then walked back to
the table. After all, what choice did she really have.
Now it was Tami who sat silent as she composed her
thoughts. Laurie kept staring at the large white letters on Tami's
pink shirt. Large letters that spelled out BITCH, and smaller ones
that read Babe In Total Control of Herself.
"So as a starting point," Tami said. "How much are you
offering for the report? I'll admit it's just a first draft but I
think it's at least a B minus paper."
"I was going to pay Mike twenty dollars."
"Twenty dollars huh," the Amerasian girl said. "Doesn't
seem like much in exchange for helping you graduate. Are you sure
there wasn't something else involved?"
"Like what?"
"Well, I seem to remember Mike telling me about this girl he
was helping with her grades," Tami said, "and what she had
promised him in exchanged for his help."
Laurie let out a deep breath.
"All right, I did promise him something else," she said.
"And what would that be?" Tami asked.
"Do I have to say it?" Laurie asked in return.
The expression on Tami's face said that she did.
"Okay, I promised him a blowjob," she admitted. "Are you
happy now? What did that accomplish?"
"Well if nothing else, we've helped establish the value of a
term paper in history," Tami smiled. "Or at least a starting value
since it stands to reason that a paper would become more valuable
the day before it was due. Especially to someone who didn't have
one at all."
"So how much do you want for the paper?" Laurie asked,
deciding to cut to the chase.
Tami, however, was enjoying the game and not about to let it
end so soon.
"You're dating Jerry Simon, aren't you?" Tami abruptly
asked, seeming to go off on a tangent.
"Yes, I am," Laurie said, wondering why Tami had asked.
Jerry Simon was the Captain of the football team.
"Knowing your reputation, I assume you're sleeping with
him," Tami went on. "Is he a good fuck?"
Laurie suddenly figured out where this was all going. With a
wide grin, she said.
"He's a fantastic fuck!"
"That good huh?"
Laurie felt on solid ground for the first time since she
walked into the library. Tami had something she wanted, and now
the brunette knew she had something the Amerasian wanted as
well. Tami wasn't an unattractive girl. In fact, Laurie had heard
guys refer to her as being very cute. However, those same guys
had also made mention of her perceived strangeness as a reason
why they wouldn't ask her out.
It was entirely possible that Tami was still a virgin. Who
better to lose her cherry to than the Captain of the football team.
Laurie could see herself on the plane to Paris now.
"Why don't we just lay our cards on the table," Laurie said,
feeling very good at having the situation turn into a tradeoff.
That was something she could deal with a lot easier than going to
someone she normally wouldn't even be seen talking to and asking
them for help.
"Cards on the table huh," Tami smiled. "Okay, since you
seem to have this all worked out, why don't you go first."
Laurie was more than willing.
"It's pretty obvious that you want something more than
money for that term paper," she began. "That something being
Jerry on the other side of your bed. I can arrange that. You get
laid, and I get my paper."
Tami had to suppress a smile. This was going along much
easier than she could have imagined.
"Let me see if I understand this correctly," she replied. "In
exchange for my unused term paper, you send your boyfriend to my
bed and I get to sleep with him. This is what you're saying?"
"Exactly," Laurie confirmed with a smile. "And believe me,
it’s an experience that you wouldn't regret. Like I said, he's a
fantastic fuck."
"And you're okay with that?" Tami asked. "Having your
boyfriend fuck another girl? Just like that?"
Laurie shrugged her shoulders in response.
"He was never that much of a boyfriend anyway," she
admitted. "Just a great fuck. It just looked good to be dating the
Captain of the football team. I was going to dump him after
graduation anyway."
"And he'd do this for you?" Tami inquired.
"Of course," Laurie said. "The thick headed jock would do
anything I asked him to. And I'm telling you, the head that goes
under his helmet isn't the only one that's thick," she added as an
incentive. "Do we have a deal?"
Tami dropped off the table and walked over to the small
window, looking down into the courtyard. Laurie thought she was
considering the proposition, but then the shorter girl seemed to go
off on a tangent again.
"Do you remember at the start of the school year when
some of your friends were spreading little rumors about me?"
Tami asked.
"God, the guys were right," Laurie thought. "She is strange.
All of a sudden she's talking about ancient history."
"Oh I'm sure you weren't one of those spreading those
nasty little stories," Tami said as she turned around, a strange
expression now on her face. "But I'm sure you heard them."
"I'm afraid I don't remember," Laurie lied, hoping Tami
would get back to their deal.
"Yes you do," Tami insisted as she took a few steps closer to
Laurie. "Think about it a little. How they began to tell some of the
other students that I took a little too long in the showers after
gym class and how they thought I was taking an unnatural interest
in the bodies of the other girls. I'm sure you remember now."
Laurie did more than remember. She had been one of the
girls who had made up the stories. At the time, she had thought it
was a pretty funny idea. Laurie swallowed hard as she hoped that
little joke didn't backfire on her now.
"They went so far as to suggest," Tami said when she was
just a foot away from Laurie. "That I might have ...."
She paused for a breath, then added in a stage whisper.
"Lesbian tendencies."
"Oh God," Laurie thought as she imagined the deal she
thought worked out minutes before now falling apart over some
forgotten prank. "She would have to remember that."
"But you know something," Tami concluded, "I really wasn't
that angry with those friends of yours, because for once they got
it exactly right."
"I don't understand," a confused Laurie said.
"You don't?" Tami smiled. "Well it's actually very simple.
If you really want my paper to turn into Mr. McKenzie, you're not
going to be able to buy it with Jerry's cock. You're going to have
to pay that bill with your own assets."
As if to illustrate her words, Tami reached up and caressed
Laurie's nipples through the material of her blouse.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Laurie cried out
as she felt Tami's hand on her breasts and jumped back.
"Just checking the merchandise," Tami smirked. "I once
heard a nasty rumor that a certain head cheerleader filled her bra
with more than nature gave her. It's nice to see that rumor at
least was wrong."
"You're out of your fucking mind if you think I'm going to let
your dyke hands touch me," Laurie went on in the same angry voice.
"Well that’s always a possibility," Tami said, the tone of her
voice as calm as Laurie's was excited. "But then again, between
the two of us, I have nothing to lose."
"What if I told people about you," Laurie shot back. "Told
everyone that you were a dyke and that you tried to make a grab
for me."
"Go right ahead," Tami smiled as she leaned back on the
desk. "Who's going to believe you. They'll think it's just another
lie you're spreading about someone that everyone knows you don't
particularly like."
Laurie didn't know what to say. Tami was totally right about
that. No one in this entire school was going to believe anything she
said about Tami Ryan. Not with her track record and the bad
blood everyone knew was between them.
"Look, I'll make it a hundred dollars for the report," the
dark haired girl finally said. "That's five times what I originally
offered."
"I aced all the math courses too," Tami replied. "I could've
figured that out for myself. But you could make it a thousand and
it wouldn't make a bit of difference. I told you the cost of my
help, and it's non-negotiable."
Laurie's face dropped. There were few times in her life
when she had to face the fact that money couldn't cure any
problem.
"Of course you could always buy a report off the Internet,"
Tami suggested. "Then again, I seem to remember two students
trying that last year in Mr. McKenzie's class and getting caught.
They not only failed his class, they were expelled. Oh they
eventually got a diploma from another school, but it's not exactly
the type of thing a good college wants to see on your record."
Laurie knew that story about the bought papers was true.
One of the students involved lived two doors away from her. He
was planning to go to Northern Tech and wound up at City U
instead because of the incident.
"I have to think about this," she finally said.
Tami had to try hard not to smile as she saw the first chink
in Laurie's armor appear. It was a chink that she was sure would
spread quickly as the deadline grew closer.
"Think about it all you want," Tami said sympathetically. "I
realize it's a big decision."
"What exactly would I have to do?" Laurie asked, a note of
defeat in her tone.
"Don't worry, I wouldn't make you go out with me in public
or anything like that," Tami said. "That would be too cruel."
The Amerasian girl could see the wave of relief sweep over
Laurie's face. One more chink in the armor fell away.
"Basically, you'd spend the night with me in private," Tami
went on. "Being my lover in every way. Doing everything you could
to make me a happy woman. You can't just lay there and let me
play with your boobs and such, you have to be an active,
enthusiastic participant. Think of it as an acting performance.
You've been in the school plays, I've seen how much you like to
act."
"Wouldn't it be better if we went away for a weekend,
maybe after the school year was over?" Laurie suggested.
"Wouldn't that be a lot more fun than just one night?"
"Well if we had a weekend, I might say yes," Tami
countered. "But since we don't, I'd have to settle for a night.
Tonight in fact since you need the report for tomorrow."
"You could give me the report now and we could go away
later," Laurie said.
"Like I'm really going to believe that," Tami laughed softly.
"Take it or leave it, tonight's the night. My parents are away on
business so I have the house all to myself. You have until eight
o'clock to make up your mind. At five after, I'm going to throw
that extra report into the paper shredder."
With that, Tami turned and began to walk out of the
room. She got to the door and turned back to Laurie.
"Remember," she said, "that's eight o'clock, not eight ten.
And if you do decide to come, wear something hot. I'm sure you
have plenty of choices in your closet."
By the time Laurie followed her out the door, Tami was
already back up on the second floor. A now bewildered Laurie
quickly flew out of the library, passing Cynthia without a word.
"So what did Miss Cunt want from you?" Cynthia asked as
she stepped off the circular staircase into the second floor
storeroom.
"Nothing important," Tami smiled, still stacking books on
the shelves. "She wanted my help with the history report that's
due tomorrow."
"Talk about your nerve," Cynthia said as she handed a few
of the books on the pushcart to Tami. "After the way she and her
friends have treated you. One of these days I'd love to see her
treated the way she treats other people. See how she likes it."
"You never know," Tami answered as she stacked the last
book. "Maybe someday you'll get your wish."
"Don't I wish," Cynthia said as Tami walked around the
pushcart.
"Oh, by the way," Tami said as she stood next to her.
"Something's come up so we're going to have to cancel our study
plans for tonight."
"No problem," Cynthia replied. "In fact, that works out
great because Doris Warner asked me if I could help her study for
the Chemistry Finals. Tonight would be a perfect time for us to
get together."
"I don't think the chemistry you have in mind for Doris
Warner is the kind that comes out of a book," Tami noted. "I've
told you before, I don't think she plays that way."
"I can always dream can't I?" Cynthia laughed, picturing the
well proportioned, dark skinned girl.
Tami smiled. Back in Junior year, the two of them had dated
for a while. At first it had gone along pretty well. Then after a
few weeks it became obvious that Tami still had a roving eye and
found her excitement in a constant variety. Cynthia, on the other
hand was forever looking for Ms. Right and the perfect
relationship.
"Hey, if it turns out that I'm wrong, no one is going to be
happier for you than me," Tami said as she leaned over and gave
Cynthia a soft kiss on her lips.
"It's too bad we never worked out," Cynthia said as they
broke the brief kiss. "But if I can't have you as a lover, I'm glad I
still have you as my friend."
"Me too, babe," Tami said. "Me too."
Stepping off the bus in front of the townhouse complex
where Tami lived, Laurie looked at her watch. The time read seven
forty-five. It had taken longer to get over here than she had
figured.
Public Transportation definitely wasn't her thing, but there
was no way she could ask anyone to give her a lift without
explaining where she was going. Laurie silently cursed the fact
that in a fit of anger over a letter from the school about her
declining grades in Math and English, her father had taken away
the car she had gotten for her sixteenth birthday. His thinking
was that such a loss would motivate her to bring those grades back
up. It had worked, but he hadn't reinstated car privileges yet.
All afternoon, she had continued to try to come up with an
alternative. At one point, she had considered offering Mr.
McKenzie money or something more substantial to try to pass his
class.
As disheartening as the idea of offering to suck off the
fifty-four year old teacher was, even more so was the certain
belief that he would turn her down. Ian McKenzie had been a
bachelor all his life and Laurie had once heard some of the female
teachers talking about him, making the comment that the man had
absolutely no interest in sex. Laurie couldn't conceive of a life
without sex, but if anyone could live without it, it would most likely
be someone like old man McKenzie.
Money was a consideration as well, but she doubted there
was enough money in her savings account to buy him off. Besides,
if she used all her money, what would she have left for Europe.
The hand on her watch now read seven fifty, it was now or
never. Taking a deep breath, the tall girl walked away from the
bus stop and started down the walkway.
"At least it's a nice house," she thought to herself.
Nice was an understatement. Tami's parents were both well
paid professionals and lived in a luxury complex. There was even a
checkpoint at the gates where a security guard checked to see if
you belonged in the complex or were expected as a visitor.
Thankfully, they were predicting rain tonight so no one would
question why Laurie was wearing a long raincoat. She'd just die if
she had to go up to the guard with only the outfit she had on under
her coat.
It had taken Laurie over an hour that afternoon to decide
just what outfit Tami would consider hot enough. Not that she
wanted to admit to herself that she was actually going to go
through with this. She'd finally decided on a pair of cut off shorts
and a much too tight blouse that knotted around her stomach,
showing off her bare skin. Keeping in mind the image she wanted
to project, she had left her bra and panties behind.
Walking up to the guard post, she gave her name and whom
she was there to visit to the forty-something rent a cop. Maybe it
was her imagination, but it seemed to Laurie that he was taking his
sweet time looking for her name on his clipboard. It was almost as
if he knew what she looked like under the coat. He'd checked her
out enough times as he kept looking up from the small pad of
papers. Finally, he waved her through the small accessway and into
the complex.
Tami and her parents lived at the end of Dorchester Road,
two blocks into the development. Laurie had no trouble finding it
and was reaching for the doorbell a few minutes later. Looking up
and down the street, she made sure there was no one around to see
her. Then she took off her raincoat and draped it over her arm.
As her boyfriend often told her, it didn't hurt to show off the
goods.
The door opened wide a moment later, revealing a smiling
Tami behind it. She was wearing a Japanese yukata, red with white
birds. It was open just enough for Laurie to see she was probably
wearing nothing else beneath it. Her short hair was just damp
enough to suggest she had just gotten out of a bath or shower.
Before she could say a word, a wall clock behind Tami chimed
the hour. The dark haired girl glanced back over her shoulder to
note it was exactly eight.
"Well I do have to say," Tami said as she turned back to the
girl at her doorstep. "that is a hot outfit. You certainly outdid
yourself, but then I knew you would."
The smile on Tami's face irritated Laurie to no end. Even
more so was the fact that she hadn't told her to come in yet. Was
she waiting until someone saw her standing out on the walk,
dressed as she was.
"May I come in?" Laurie finally asked.
"Not yet," Tami replied unexpectedly. "I just want to say
something first. When you walk through this door, the game
begins. I expect you to play according to the rules. You break the
rules and our deal is off. Understand?"
It took a burst of willpower for Laurie not to tell Tami to
go fuck herself. How dare she treat her this way. Then she
reminded herself that she had a lot riding on this. Of course it
never occurred to her that Tami was treating her no differently
than she herself had treated so many others.
"I understand," she smiled, a facade that hid her true
feelings.
"Then come on in lover," Tami smiled, an expression more
real. "I'm always happy to see one of my girlfriends."
As the door closed behind them, Tami took Laurie's raincoat
and hung it on a coat tree behind the door. She stepped up close
to Laurie and leaned forward to kiss her. It was a brief kiss,
almost chaste. The kind Laurie hadn't gotten since the sixth
grade. It was just a portent of things to come.
"Would you like a drink?" Tami asked as she led her guest
into a large living room.
"Definitely," she answered.
"White wine okay?" Tami asked as she stepped behind a
small bar in the corner of the room. "Or would you want something
a little stronger?"
Laurie considered asking for something a lot stronger.
Anything to make this night go easier. Then she reconsidered,
deciding there was such a thing as being too loose.
"White wine will be fine."
As Tami opened a bottle she had taken from the small
refrigerator beneath the bar, Laurie noted the large painting
hanging on the wall. It depicted a young couple, obviously Mr. and
Mrs. Ryan when they were first married. Mr. Ryan was a handsome
man, with a carefully trimmed beard and mustache. Mrs. Ryan, the
former Miss Tamaguchi, was a very attractive Japanese woman.
Both were major participants in community activities and Laurie
remembered her mother once saying they had met while Will Ryan
had been stationed in Japan.
Beneath the painting was an 11 by 14 photograph of the
couple, showing as they looked today. Mr. Ryan had a strong gray
streak in his beard, but was still ruggedly handsome. Yukiko Ryan
on the other hand, looked like a woman at least ten years younger
than Laurie knew her to be.
That was something else she remembered her mother saying.
How unfair it was that Asian women aged so much better than
most American women. Laurie wondered for a moment if Tami
would look so good when she was her mother's age. Certainly,
Laurie wasn't looking forward to resembling her mother in twenty
years time.
"Here you go," Tami smiled as she handed Laurie her glass
of wine.
Laurie took a quick drink. It was much too fast and she
choked a little on it as it went down the wrong pipe.
"Easy," Tami cautioned. "I wouldn't want you to choke.
Although it might be fun giving you mouth to mouth," she added
with a grin.
"So what do we do?" Laurie asked as she got her voice back,
having an image in her head of being made to get down on all fours
and licking Tami to orgasm.
"I thought we could loosen up a little with a nice soak in the
hot tub," Tami offered. "We just had it put in last month and it's
to die for."
"I didn't bring a suit," Laurie said off the top of her head.
"Don't be silly," Tami said as she took a sip of her own
drink. "It's much more relaxing if you don't wear one."
Giving in to the inevitable, Laurie followed Tami out through
a large sliding door into the yard. She was surprised how large the
backyard was. From the outside, it didn't look half as big.
The hot tub was also quite large, with room for at least six.
When you walked out of Tami's house, you stepped onto a wooden
deck. The tub was built into the deck so you could sit and just
slide into it. Laurie also noticed that between the high custom
made fence and thick foliage up against it, the yard was a very
private place.
"There's a little shower over there in the corner where you
can rinse off," Tami said as she pointed to the simple showerhead.
"I've just gotten out of the bath."
Laurie handed Tami her still half full glass of wine and
stepped over to the shower area. It was a simple thing really, the
sort of thing you'd see at a beach. Just enough to rinse off your
body. Laurie had taken a shower earlier when she was getting
dressed, but it was only good manners to at least rinse off. After
all, the hot tub was for relaxation, not washing.
The tall dark haired girl took off her socks and sneakers
laying them on the shelf built into the wall. She undid the knot of
her blouse and began to undo the buttons. Reminded that she had
nothing on beneath it, Laurie paused when she reached the middle
button. She suddenly felt self conscious.
"This is silly," she thought as she glanced over her shoulder
at Tami, wondering if she was watching her undress. "She's seen
me shower every week in gym."
The difference, Laurie then realized, was that in the school
showers, no one was looking at her with lust in their eyes. At least
no one she was aware of -- until now.
Off came the white blouse, exposing her large breasts to
the night air. Laurie was surprised to find her nipples taut and
erect. As if she was excited by what was happening. Her shorts
followed her blouse, finding a place next to her sneakers on the
shelf. Stepping under the showerhead, she was sure that Tami
must be staring at her by now.
To her surprise, Tami wasn't even looking in her direction.
Instead, she was adjusting the water temperature of the tub. It
turned out to be Laurie doing the staring as she watched Tami
carefully take off her yukata and slip naked into the tub.
Shutting off the water, Laurie walked to the edge of the
hot tub. Only then did Tami look up and take in her nudity. Sipping
her wine, she smiled and simply said, "Won't you join me?"
Laurie dropped down and eased herself into the warm water.
She had to admit, it felt very good as the heat of the tub was
transmitted to her body. Stretching out her legs, the brunette
slid over to the far side of the tub opposite Tami.
"This isn't too bad," Laurie thought to herself as she
reached over and picked up her own wine glass and took a long drink
from it.
The two teenagers sat there for a few minutes, enjoying
both the warmth of the water against their skin and the wine
inside of them. Laurie could feel Tami's eyes on her and had to
admit a certain curiosity about the body of the girl across from
her as well.
Not that she or any of her friends would ever admit it, they
always checked out the bodies of other girls in their classes. Or
more precisely, those girls they considered competition.
Competition being defined by them as girls with hot enough
bodies to steal their boyfriends. With her smaller frame and
androgynous looks, Tami had never been considered one of them.
Looking at her now, Laurie considered that their definition of a hot
body might have to be redefined.
Laurie herself easily fell into the old definition. Her large
breasts and tight ass capped a figure that drew men like honey.
Those few fortunate enough, at least in her opinion, to see her as
naked she was now, found large bright pink nipples and a heavy
thick pubic bush.
Tami, on the other hand, had diminutive, compact breasts
with dark, equally small nipples. Her lean athletic body was sexy in
a way Laurie hadn't considered before. Between the smaller girl’s
legs was the skimpiest of reddish brown triangles. In fact, aside
from her short boyish hair, the Amerasian was almost hairless.
"Comfortable?" Tami asked as she put her glass down on the
wooden deck.
"Oh yes," Laurie said, surprised at how comfortable she
felt, given the circumstances. "You were so right when you said
this hot tub was to die for."
"I'm so glad you're comfortable," Tami smiled with
anticipation as she moved across the wide tub and took Laurie's
glass from her hand, laying it down near hers. "Cause now it's time
to play."
Without warning, Tami grabbed Laurie and kissed her. The
sudden press of her lips against Laurie's mouth was unexpected,
but far from unpleasant. With girls kissing girls all over the
television screen the last few years, Laurie sometimes wondered
what it might be like.
She found herself kissing Tami back, parting her lips to
admit the Amerasian's darting tongue as strong arms embraced
her. The tips of her nipples tingled with excitement as Tami
pressed her wet body hard against her.
The kiss seemed endless, filled with a warmth and fiery
passion that few of her boyfriends, and there had been many over
the years since she'd started dating in her early teens, could have
matched. Repeatedly Tami's mouth sought out Laurie's, and it
wasn't long before the reverse began to become true as well.
"This is nice," Laurie admitted to herself as their lips met
once more.
Tami didn't give Laurie a chance to rest, turning her
attention to the brunette's large breasts. Wet kisses covered
equally wet flesh as Tami's hands cupped each mound, squeezing
the soft flesh and massaging Laurie's thick nipples.
"Oooooo," Laurie cried at the smaller girl's touch.
An eager mouth closed on the large nipple of her left mound,
replacing Tami's hand. A deft tongue playing across the pink flesh
like a skilled artist's tool, producing a range of sensations that
made Laurie want to melt.
Laurie had first let a boy reach under her blouse when she
was thirteen years old. Since then, her well endowed bust had
been the constant goal of every guy she'd dated. What had also
become almost a constant was that few guys knew exactly what to
do when they'd achieved that goal. It didn't take Laurie long to
decide that Tami knew exactly what to do.
Tami's free hand disappeared beneath the water, coming to
rest between Laurie's legs. In no time at all, Laurie was on the
receiving end of pleasure from that avenue as well.
"Feels nice, doesn't it, Sugar?" Tami said as she came up for
air, her talented fingers continuing their ministrations.
"Oh yes," Laurie panted, her breaths coming in short gasps
as waves of delight echoed through her body.
"That's great," Tami grinned, "cause now it's your turn to
make me feel good, lover."
Breaking all contact with Laurie, Tami lifted herself out of
the hot tub. Her wet ass landed on the wood deck with a
resounding splat as she spun herself around at the last moment. A
smile of anticipation filled her face as she moved a little closer to
the edge of the tub and spread her legs wide. The invitation she
presented was impossible to misunderstand.
"I guess it's time to pay for that report," Laurie thought as
she moved closer to the pearl between Tami's legs.
She reached out with her hand, gently stroking the almost
hairless mound with her fingers. Twenty four hours ago, she
couldn't have imagined herself about to put her mouth on another
girl's pussy. You might as well have told her she was going to
spread her own legs for that dorky kid that lived next store. The
one who was always trying to get a look at her boobs. Yet, now
that she found herself in that unimaginable position, she found it
strangely exciting.
She might never have gotten here on her own, she told
herself as her fingers slid up and down Tami's pussy, but as long as
she was here, why not make the most of it.
Lesbianism was a topic that was never discussed among her
friends, unless it was to make a joke about it. Yet at the same
time, it was a subject that generated a great deal of curiosity.
She remembered a few months ago when they had that lesbian
movie on cable. The one with all the big name actresses. There
was a lot of talk among her friends about what a piece of trash it
was and how could they put something like that on TV.
How could those women who starred in it, at least the
straight ones, get naked and roll in the sheets with another woman
for everyone to see. The funniest thing about the film, Laurie now
thought, was that despite all of the negative comments and
objections, not one of her friends had not watched it.
"It could be worse," Laurie said to herself as she leaned
forward to replace her fingers with her lips, "it could be old man
McKenzie's cock."
With a burning curiosity, Laurie pressed her lips against
Tami's sex, gently slipping her tongue between her lips as she did.
She was immediately taken by the sweetness of Tami's natural
juices. Her heart beat with excitement as she moved her tongue
back and forth.
Her thoughts flashed back to when she was just beginning to
get into sex with guys and the advice her older sister had given her
in preparation for her first blowjob. Just close your eyes and do
it, she had said. Don't take the time to think about it at all.
Before you know it, it will seem like the most natural thing in the
world.
Thinking that the advice held equally true in this
circumstance as well, Laurie threw herself into it. She knew what
felt good on her own body, so it had to hold true for Tami as well.
She slid an already lubricated finger deep into the lightly haired
folds, gliding it back and forth as she followed the motion with the
movements of her tongue.
Just as it had happened the first time she'd taken Bobby
Winger's cock into her mouth, Laurie concentrated on what she
was doing without thinking about what she was doing. Her tongue
and fingers slid in and out of the girl sitting above her, quickly
producing a reaction from her efforts.
"Oh that's nice," Tami said as she arched back to give
Laurie better access to her charms. "Very nice indeed. Are you
sure you haven't done this before?" she laughed.
The dark haired brunette didn't really hear the comment or
the laughter, concentrating her attention instead on developing a
technique as she went. As it had the first time she'd gone down on
a guy, the reality of what she was doing finally caught up with her.
There was no denying it, even to herself. Laurie Murdock,
Queen of the in crowd herself, was deeply involved in a lesbian act.
The real shocker, was that she was really beginning to get into it.
Pressing her face harder against Tami's pussy, Laurie finally
found her rhythm. Her tongue flew back and forth, up and down.
She quickly discovered the small nub that was the shorter girl's
clitoris and took every opportunity to caress it. The result of
which produced increasing encouragements from Tami.
As hard as Laurie was trying and as nice as it felt, it was
obvious to Tami that it was still an amateurish attempt and
wouldn't likely lead to an orgasm. And in all honesty, she really
didn't care.
The excitement of just having Laurie between her legs was
more than enough for her. Besides, there was more on the
itinerary for this evening that she knew would get the both of
them off soon enough.
"That's it baby," Tami said as she vibrated her body in
response to Laurie's actions, "suck my pussy. Use that tongue, it
feels so, so good."
Laurie Murdock, pussy licker. If her friends could only see
her now, Laurie thought. Then she added, what the hell, I've done
this much, might as well go for it all.
Laurie lifted herself up out of the water and brought her
attentions to Tami's smaller breasts. Her lips closed on the small
dark brown nipples, her tongue moving with the fires of undimmed
desire. She sucked hard on the small tips, treating each as she
knew she liked her own nipples sucked. Holding it between her
teeth, she softly bit it as well.
"Oh yes," a surprised Tami called out, demonstrating that
she had something else in common with Laurie after all. "Oh baby,
yes, suck my tits!"
Laurie pressed her face between the small globes, covering
the wet flesh with hot kisses. Her hands squeezed the rounded
flesh, guiding it to her mouth again and again.
Tami was overjoyed at how much Laurie was really getting
into what was happening. She'd long believed you could take the
straightest of girls and once you got her going, she'd become the
biggest lesbian slut around. At least for the moment. By
tomorrow, she would undoubtedly be denying, even to herself, that
anything had passed between them. If that was to be the case,
then so be it, Tami thought. She would settle for the here and
now.
They engaged in another round of hot kisses, even more
passionate than the first. With both of them out of the water,
Tami laid Laurie out on the hard wood deck and lifted her tanned
legs far apart.
Without hesitation, she dove between those legs and began
to teach Laurie what pussy licking was really all about. In no time
at all, she convinced the taller girl that every guy who had been
there before Tami knew absolutely nothing about pleasing a woman.
"Omigod!" Laurie called out as she felt waves of passion
washing over her body faster than she could’ve imagined possible.
Tami's tongue seemed to be everywhere at once, her fingers
moving with the deft motions of a surgeon. Never in her life had
she felt this good. Never had she wanted to come so much.
Her surroundings faded from her view as all she became
aware of was the ecstasy coming from between her legs. Laurie no
longer cared about her friends finding out, about the research
paper, or the trip to Europe. All she cared about was having an
orgasm.
With the racing of her heart, and the thundering of her
breaths, it took a few seconds for Laurie to realize that Tami was
no longer between her legs. That the wonderful ripples cascading
through her sweat covered body were beginning to subside. In a
panic, she opened her eyes and practically jumped up to a sitting
position.
"What's wrong?" she asked a now standing Tami.
"Nothing's wrong," Tami said as she walked over to where
Laurie had left her clothing and picked the bundle up. "We're
done."
"Done?" Laurie repeated in disbelief.
"Yes, done," Tami repeated as well. "You've fulfilled your
end of the bargain. The research paper is yours. You'll find it on
the small table by the front door."
"But I haven't ... I mean we're not ..." Laurie stammered.
"You mean you haven't come yet?" Tami said, finishing
Laurie's sentence. "Who said that was part of the deal?"
"God, what a bitch!" Laurie thought to herself.
Then a moment later reversed herself when she realized
that Tami was acting in exactly the way she had acted herself so
many times. In fact, Laurie had done a lot worse. How many guys
had she gotten all worked up, only to send them home to jerk off in
their bathrooms?
"Of course," Tami smiled after a long pause, "if you'd like to
finish what we started, well I'm open to that idea as well."
Laurie was surprised at how much excitement hearing that
from Tami generated within herself. She couldn't remember the
last time she'd been this hot and horny.
"But of course if we did that, you couldn't say to yourself
tomorrow that you did it all for the term paper," Tami said as she
walked around the deck, her nude and sweaty form glistening in the
mixture of moonlight and the small garden lamps. "You'd have to
admit, if only to yourself, that you went to bed with another
woman because it was what you wanted to do. No one forced you.
It would have to be that you wanted to stay and be with me."
That caused Laurie to hesitate a little. She hadn't really
considered that. Even if none of her friends ever knew what
happened tonight, she always would. Up to now, it would be easy
enough to put it all down as something she had to do to get
something she really needed. There had been enough guys over the
years that she'd fucked for no other reason than to get something.
Now there was no way she could use that justification.
"So what’s it going to be, sweetcheeks," Tami asked as she
stopped a few feet in front of a still sitting Laurie. "It's beginning
to get a little cold out here. What's it going to be, go or stay?"
Laurie took a long deep breath as she looked up at Tami's
naked body. She never wanted anything, or anyone so much.
Opening her mouth slowly, she said, "Stay."
Tami didn't say a word. Instead, she dropped the pile of
clothes and closed the few steps that separated her from Laurie,
holding out her hand as she moved. Laurie took it hand and rose to
her feet. Their lips met and their arms closed tight around each
other. They stood there silently for long moments, sharing the
heat of their bodies.
Still not saying a word, Tami led Laurie, who now had picked
up the bundle of clothes, back into the house and down the hall to
her bedroom. Tami's bedroom wasn't much different than Laurie's
own. Which meant that it didn't have the walls covered with
lesbian power posters that she might have previously expected.
Kissing Laurie again, Tami eased her onto the large king size
bed that dominated the room. She lay on top of her and pressed
their bodies together, the tips of their breasts touching and
growing hard once more.
Tami slid her leg between Laurie's, rubbing it against her
still wet pussy. The hard, pleasing pressure brought a quiet moan
from the girl on the bottom.
"You have such a hot body," Tami said as she rubbed her
fingers across Laurie's breasts. "It didn't matter to me that you
were such a teasing, selfish bitch. I can't tell you how many nights
I laid in this bed and dreamed you were here with me. How many
times I brought myself to orgasm and imagined it was you here
with me. That it was you I was making love to."
It had been a long time since a lover had spoken to Laurie in
such a way. Each word, each touch, caused her temperature to rise
just a little bit more.
"You're still so wet," Tami said as she slid her hand down
Laurie's body, stopping between her legs.
"I'm wet for you," Laurie replied.
"You like the feel of a man inside you, don't you?" Tami
asked as she changed the subject yet again, sliding a finger inside
of Laurie and rubbing her gently.
"Yes, I do," she admitted as her body reacted to Tami's
touch.
"Is it better than how it feels when I'm inside of you?"
"Not better, just different," Laurie said in a rare display of
diplomacy.
"But you miss being penetrated, don't you?" Tami went on,
her fingers still working their magic.
"Yes," Laurie had to admit.
"Good," Tami beamed.
Unsure what she meant by that, Laurie was surprised as
Tami removed her hand and rolled over on the bed. From over her
shoulder, she could tell the short haired girl was reaching into the
bottom drawer of her night table.
"Oh shit!" Laurie cried out as Tami rolled back over with the
object of her search in her right hand. "Where did you get
something like that?"
"Mail order," Tami laughed as she held her hand up to give
Laurie a better look.
Laurie's eyes opened wide. She had never seen anything like
that in her life. Made of some kind of rubber, it looked just like a
guy's cock. In fact, it looked a lot more impressive than some of
the guys she'd been with. At the base of the make believe cock
were a series of straps, making it obvious that it was meant to be
worn.
"Well, what do you think?" Tami asked with a twinkle in her
eye. "You think this is something you might want to try?"
Laurie looked hard at the toy in Tami's hand. At home,
buried under a pile of books in her own night table, Laurie had a
small plastic vibrator. The artificial manhood in front of her went
far beyond that. Just the sight of it produced a longing between
her legs that was impossible to ignore.
"Oh yes," Laurie automatically answered, her responses now
being totally controlled by her urges. "definitely yes."
"I hoped you'd say that," Tami said as she eased back off
the bed and started to strap on the do it yourself manhood.
With the 'cock' now hanging between her legs, Laurie had to
say that Tami now looked more like a teenage boy than ever. A boy
that she badly wanted inside of her.
Tami climbed back on the bed and stood over Laurie. She
held the playcock in her hand and brought it to Laurie's face.
"Suck me off," Tami said.
"What?" Laurie replied.
"Don't you suck off your boyfriends?" Tami answered.
"Well now I'm your boyfriend."
Feeling just a little silly about it since the cock was rubber
not flesh and blood, but willing to play along, Laurie took hold of
Tami's 'cock' and guided it into her mouth.
Back and forth she moved it, deep inside of her mouth. She
began to act as if it was real, running her tongue up and down its
length and under the head at the top. If there were an official
ranking among the girls of the senior class, Laurie would've
finished in the top ten of cocksuckers. She soon found herself
actually getting a charge out of 'blowing' Tami.
Although she couldn't feel the warm wetness of Laurie's
mouth on her strap on manhood, Tami was also getting a thrill out
of watching her lover. If she was a guy, perish that thought, she
was sure she would be begging for more by this point.
Watching Laurie swallow her whole once more, Tami had to
admire her skill. Seeing her work on a cock like she did, the
boy/girl decided that with the right teacher, Laurie might be able
to develop into a first class cunt-licker as well. That however, was
a thought for another day.
"I can see why the guys love you so much," Tami said as she
let Laurie get in a few last licks. "Let's see what else they love
about you."
Tami removed her 'cock' from Laurie's mouth and motioned
for the girl to assume that position she knew so well. Tami climbed
between her legs once more and brought her 'cock' up against the
entrance of Laurie's pussy.
Holding her hardness tightly in her hand, Tami ran the head
of it up and down Laurie's pussy, coating the tip with her juices.
She pressed it inward, just enough to part the walls separating it
from her womanhood.
"Are you sure you want this?" she asked as she hesitated
for a moment.
"Oh yes," Laurie said as she put her own hand on Tami's
'cock' in an attempt to draw it inside of her. "I want you to fuck
me. I need you to fuck me!" she added with urgency.
Tami applied more pressure and sent her temporary
maleness deep inside of Laurie. She eased it back out again
carefully, then inward once more. Twice more she did it slowly,
allowing Laurie to become accustomed to its dimensions.
"Fuck me!" Laurie called out. "All the way. Give it to me!"
Needing no further encouragement, Tami grabbed both of
Laurie's legs and drove deep inside of her. As fast as she could,
she repeated the action again and again, driving it with more force
each time.
"Oh yeah, that's it," Laurie cried out as she grabbed Tami's
ass to hold her deep inside of her.
They quickly fell into a cadence, their bodies gyrating back
and forth in unison. Tami's thrusts were quickly becoming almost
savage in nature, but still Laurie called out for more.
"Harder, faster!" she cried as her fingernails dug into the
flesh of Tami's ass.
It was almost more than Tami could give. Although she no
more felt the embracing pressure of Laurie's cunt against her
'cock' then she had the her mouth, Tami was still being drawn into
a pre-orgasmic frenzy of her own as the base of her strap on
rubbed against her pussy. When it seemed she had no more to
give, she reached down and found exactly what the both of them
needed.
"Yes, Oh God, yes!" Laurie yelled out as she felt the waves
of her orgasm about to be released.
Tami knew her own climax was just as imminent, as she
dropped down on Laurie's body and kissed her with a primitive lust.
The energies reverberating within both their bodies were too far
along to be stopped now. With a shattering surge of passion, the
walls of their dams shattered under the torrent behind them.
"Fuck!" Laurie cried out as the most mind shattering climax
of her life grabbed hold of her.
For a moment, she feared she was having a seizure. Never
before had she lost such total control of her body. But it was such
a beautiful loss of control.
Tami's orgasm was nowhere near as powerful as Laurie's, but
it was still satisfying on a number of levels. The Amerasian
preferred the quiet enjoyment of a climax, but was sure that
Laurie wouldn't have noticed if she'd been screaming her head off.
They lay there for a while, Tami still buried deep inside of
her. She nestled her head between Laurie's breasts, kissing the
warm, damp flesh. It was almost a half hour before they undid
themselves from their entanglement.
"Feel free to use the shower," Tami said to Laurie as she
undid the straps of her manhood, returning herself to her feminine
norm. "It's right down the hall."
"No, I think I'll wait until I get home," Laurie said as she
was pulling her shorts back over her now cooled flesh. "It's
getting pretty late."
"Suit yourself," Tami said as she brought her toy close
enough to savor the scent of Laurie's orgasm that still clung to it.
With Laurie still in the room, she resisted the urge to lick it
clean. She would save that as a treat for later.
Laurie was already putting her blouse back on in a rush to
get going. Tami wasn't the least bit surprised. She'd seen this
before. Already a sense of guilt and panic was beginning to set in.
Laurie couldn't wait until she could leave the scene of the crime, so
to speak.
"Okay, I think I have everything," Laurie said as she
checked her appearance.
Tami had to keep from smirking. No matter how she tried to
hide it, Laurie looked like a girl who had just been fucked royally.
Putting the toy down on the night table, a still naked Tami
walked Laurie to the door. When they reached the hall leading to
the entranceway, she pressed her naked body against her and
kissed her guest goodbye. Both of their bodies still reeked of their
coupling. It was a sweet perfume that Tami would long remember.
To her surprise, Laurie responded to the kiss. Already the guilt
was fading. So much the better.
"Don't forget the report," Tami said as she let Laurie walk
the last few feet to the door alone. Adventurous as she sometimes
was, Tami wasn't about to chance letting the neighbors see her
naked.
Tami watched as Laurie put her raincoat back on and then
picked up the report. Her back was now to Tami, but it looked like
she was flipping through the paper or something. As if she
thought Tami would give her a pile of blank pages or something.
Then it looked like Laurie put something back on the table, but
again from where she was standing, Tami couldn't be sure.
Laurie paused one last time at the open door and smiled back
at Tami. Then she was gone.
Tami watched from behind a concealing curtain as Laurie got
onto the bus that would drop her off just a few doors from her
own home. She wondered what the people on the bus, or her
parents, would make of her appearance. Oh well, she was sure it
wouldn't have been the first time Laurie had come home late at
night looking like that.
Stepping into the shower to clean off the after effects of
their wild night, Tami let her mind wander as the cleansing water
danced over her.
"I'm going to have to do something really nice for Mike
Russell," she thought as she washed between her legs. "Not many
guys would've trashed their chance with Laurie like he did.
Especially giving up what she'd promised. I'll have to find a way to
make it up to him."
Mike was Tami's best male friend, something that Laurie
really had no way of knowing of course. He told her everything,
and not out of a desire to get in her pants either. She had told
him of her preference back in Junior High. It hadn't affected
their friendship in the least.
From the day Mike had mentioned he was writing Laurie's
paper, Tami had been planning this evening. The real joke of it was
that the paper Laurie walked out of here with was actually the one
Mike had written for her. As if someone as computer literate as
Mike wouldn't have backups.
She thought about what to do for her friend for a minute or
two, then the obvious came to her. Karen Liu owed her big time for
past favors. She'd fix up Karen and Mike. She was sure Karen
would at least make up the blowjob he missed. Hell, knowing Karen,
he'd probably get to fuck her as well.
Wrapping a towel around her as she stepped fresh and clean
out of the shower, Tami remembered that she thought Laurie had
left something when she picked up the report. Curious, she quickly
went to the front door.
Sure enough, in place of the history paper was one of
Laurie's personal calling cards. They'd become quite popular at
school the last two years. This one contained Laurie's address and
private phone number. Turning the card over, Tami saw a hastily
scribbled message.
"Please call me."
Under the note, Laurie had signed her name and a small
heart.
Tami held the card for what seemed like an eternity.
Knowing Laurie, she doubted many guys had been left such a
personal touch on the cards they were given. Or that she even left
many cards behind at all.
A broad sense of satisfaction filled her as Cynthia's words
from this afternoon came back to her.
"After the way she and her friends have treated you. One
of these days I'd love to see her treated the way she treats other
people. See how she likes it."
"Like I said, Cynthia," Tami said to the empty air as she
dropped the scraps into a small metal wastebasket next to the
table, "sometimes you get your wish."
As she walked back through the house, Tami wondered how
Cynthia had made out with Doris Warner. Was there anything she
could do about that?
END
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