Page 52 of Sailor's Delight
“I understand completely. There’s no reason to apologize.” Chloe was all warmth and smiles.
Jenn blew out a breath, fanning at her face in an attempt to dry her makeup. “So… how does this go?”
Chloe laughed, and it was a beautiful sound, as if it came from her very toes. “How do these things ever go? Shall we just start with a dance?” She gestured around them at the empty dance floor.
“Might as well,” Jenn said, smiling. She reached out with both hands. It took them both a few moments, as two femme-presenting parties, to decide whose hands would do what, but they eventually figured it out, Chloe taking a man’s position to lead Jenn around the dance floor. Chloe held Jenn close, close enough that their bodies could do much of the communicating about where they were headed next. After several seconds of waltzing around the floor in silence, the small, thin sound of a waltz playing over cell phone speakers reached them from the dinner booth. They both turned to smile at the dark corner.
“What would we do without our partners?” Chloe asked quietly.
“I honestly have no idea,” Jenn whispered back.
Chloe turned to face her and gently leaned her face in, not quite going all the way in to kiss her. Jenn hesitated onlya moment, then leaned in as well, her lips sliding softly against Chloe’s. It started out as a very light, curious kiss, both of them testing the openness and willingness of the other. After another moment or two, they stopped turning on the floor, and Chloe dropped both hands to Jenn’s waist.
Jenn wrapped her hands slowly around Chloe’s shoulders, leaning deeper into the kiss. They separated briefly, and Chloe opened her eyes to smile at Jenn. “Is this okay?”
Jenn didn’t answer. Instead, she pulled Chloe back into her, kissing her heavier, harder.
Chloe’s body responded in kind, her hands sliding gently and caressingly up the bare skin of Jenn’s back with just her fingernails, causing Jenn to shiver and pull away slightly.
Jenn smiled, her lips nearly touching Chloe’s. “I’m ticklish,” she whispered.
“Good to know,” Chloe whispered back, pressing her hands into the flesh at Jenn’s sides and pulling her more tightly to her.
They resumed their kissing, exploring more of the other’s tongue and mouth with each passing moment. Finally, Chloe pulled away, dropping her face to kiss the skin of Jenn’s throat beneath her ear. Jenn closed her eyes and let out a heavy breath, arching her neck to expose more of it for Chloe to explore. Chloe followed her unspoken cue, leaving a trail of light, feathery kisses down her throat and onto her shoulder. Chloe brought a hand up from beneath Jenn’s arm and lightly brushed the shoulder where she’d just kissed it.
Jenn shivered. Her shoulders had always been something of a hot button for her. She had no idea how Chloe knew that.
“How did you know?” she whispered breathily as Chloe continued to stroke both shoulders now, gentle fingers brushing lightly over the smooth, creamy skin.
“You have a very observant lover,” Chloe whispered, and glanced over at the corner.
Jenn followed her look, searching through the darkness for Trey.
“I do,” she whispered back, then turned to press her mouth against Chloe’s ear, nibbling gently at her ear lobe, one hand running up into Chloe’s hair, to grip the back of her head.
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Trey watched in equal parts fascination and arousal as the two women grew increasingly agitated and passionate on the dance floor. He’d seen Jenn in a lot of situations over their years together. But this one? This one was new.
He watched in breathless silence as Chloe reached up and unlatched the halter of Jenn’s dress with one hand. When she lowered the front, allowing Jenn’s breasts to spill out into the light from the chandelier, he had to stifle the groan that coincided with the growing tightness in his pants: tonight wasn’t about him. He was an observer only; there by invitation only. His role was silence.
He watched Chloe fill one of her hands with one of Jenn’s large breasts and lightly heft it, as if enjoying its weight. She said something, and Jenn laughed. Trey couldn’t help the smile that lit up his face. He loved to see her this way: carefree, relaxed, happy. Chloe traced a finger around the outline of one breast, and Trey caught himself mirroring the action in space, unable tokeep from imagining himself in Chloe’s position, enjoying Jenn to the absolute fullest.
“You’re doing really well,” Desire commented from across the table.
Trey glanced over, surprised and a little embarrassed to have Desire’s attention on him. “What?”
“I said, you’re doing really well. My first time, I was a mess.”
“Do you…” Trey hesitated, unsure whether what he was about to say would be offensive or not. “Do you do this a lot?”
Desire smiled and nodded. “She’s got a big heart, my girl. She was raised in a super conservative family.Superconservative family. Her coming out was… It wasn’t great.” They turned to look back at the couple on the dance floor. “She spent a lot of years in therapy, and now, she reaches out to women who are just figuring out they’re bi, to help them make sense of it and make their first time…” They trailed off.
“Amazing?” Trey nodded, gesturing wordlessly at the two women, now gasping together beneath the chandelier.
“Exactly.” The pride in Desire’s voice was obvious.
Trey nodded. “I get that. Where would we be without the women we love?”