Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Bedding The Babysitter: Ep57

Before | had tto consider this, the cashier called "Next," and | let go of her warm hand and smiled through

my sudden blush, "What would you like?"

The moment past, we ordered a big tub of popcorn to share and a couple of drinks. Once in the theatre and

seated, we both had tto consider our feelings. We each grabbed spopcorn and ate, as a way to avoid

the unavoidable upcoming and awkward conversation that we were both obviously insecure about. My phone

rang and | jumped and it was a text from Karen.

Karen: Have u fucked her yet?

I went red.

Ashley asked, "You ok?"

"Yes," | replied, putting my phone on vibrate.

"Are you really going to the prom with Troy?" Ashley asked out of the blue.

| shrugged. "It happened so quick. One moment I'm a shy, nerdy outcast, the next a popular cheerleader. | never

even had a chance to catch my breath before Karen madesay "Yes," so | did. Troy and | haven't even talked

after that one tat school."

"Do you want to?" she asked, her question so insecure.

I loved where this might be going and replied honestly, "I don't know. I've never had a boy interested in me

before, but now that I do I'm realizing something," | admitted, after a brief reflection. "What's that?" Ashley

asked, hanging on my every word.

"I'm not really interested in boys." | threw the hint out there, scared to declare my confirmed lesbian status, as

always afraid of rejection, yet hinting at it as a way to say | was available to her. After a brief silence | got even

braver and asked, "Are you going with anyone?"

"I was supposed to go with Dixon, but we broke up last night," she revealed, opening the door forthe same

way | just had for her, cautiously.

"Oh," | replied, "how did that go?"

She smiled, clearly not at all heartbroken by the ending of her relationship. "Oh, you know, the usual. He told me

| was a cock-tease, a bitch and how much | would regret dumping him." "You dumped him?"

This ther hand went to mine eagerly and yet nervously and she revealed, "I've fallen for someone else."

My face flushed again and for a long moment | was speechless. After a lingering silence that spoke volumes, |

asked after sof the informative volmanaged to seep into my head, tentatively, nervously, even though

every sign was screaming yes, "Me?"

"Yes you, Jenny, you dummy," she admitted, slapping my shoulder playfully. "I'd always questioned my sexuality

even though Karen's been callinglez forever, and the fact that | never remotely wanted to have sex with

Dixon only enhanced my questions about my true sexuality. Dixon and | never had intercourse. | gave him head

a few times, but that was it and | can't say even that was remotely appealing." After a pause she added, "Other

than the odd fooling around with the girls in hotels at cheerleading competitions, I'm rather inexperienced. |

went way further with you the other night than | ever have with anybody! Not that I'm complaining... about the

you part."

"I was inexperienced too until very recently, as in totally inexperienced except... you know, by myself," |

admitted, hoping to make her feel less insecure about her lack of experience.

"Jenny, | like you, | mean I like-like you," she admitted nervously, putting her heart dangerously on her sleeve,

her cheeks ruby red.

| didn't hesitate when | repeated her words back, "I like-like you too, Ashley."

Her eyes lit up, her cautious smile breaking wide open as the sunshine and ignoring the quickly-filling theatre,

she leaned in and kissed me. The kiss was soft and tender; cautious and sweet. It only lasted a few seconds, five

maybe, before we broke it, realizing the setting for such intimacy wasn't ideal.

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Our feelings now out in the open, and can you believe it mutual hooray, we had a full movie to sit through, giving

us tto silently consider the repercussions of our declarations to each other. | assAshley was pondering

how her very Christian family would take the news, while my worries went in a completely opposite direction.

Even though Karen had already approved Ashley's and my relationship, | pondered how to deal with having not

only two Mistresses but now a girlfriend! Did | actually have a girlfriend? Was that how to describe what this

was? Just a couple of weeks ago | was a virgin and ignorant of my sexuality (although | had sneaky suspicions)

and now | was very confident of who | was, or at least about the label. The lights dimmed, the first of many

trailers began and | was too nervous to reach for any popcorn because it might get awkward. | wanted to hold

her hand, but even after our declarations and our kiss | was still nervous. After the first trailer, which I could tell

you nothing about with my head ping-ponging inside over my insecurity and excitement, Ashley, sensing my

anxiety and thank goodness way more confident than | was right now, turned toand asked with a teasing

smile as she purposely dropped a couple of pieces of popcorn down her very nice cleavage, "Do you want some

popcorn?"

| blushed like | had so many times this past week. "I'd love some."

I glanced around slyly, nervous of others seeing, before leaning over and using my mouth to retrieve the

popcorn pieces perching on top of her small but firm, well-showcased breasts. | returned to my upright position

chewing, but Ashley pointed out as she unbuttoned one, then two buttons on her blouse, "Careless girl, you

missed a piece."

My mouth dropped open slightly before | leaned over and retrieved the last popcorn piece from right between

her small athlete's breasts in their white lace bra. | felt a rush as | sat back up and thoroughly chewed that lucky

piece of popcorn. Ashley didn't fix her blouse as she offeredsmore popcorn in the traditional way and

returned to watching the screen with a sexy smile on her face. | helped myself to smore popcorn (in the

traditional way) and, now relaxed, | watched the trailers with my sexy girlfriend or whatever she was, although

the bit about sexy wasn't part of the question.

A few minutes into the actual movie once it started, Ashley put the popcorn tub down and entwined her fingers

between mine. A chill electrified my spine and a sweet warmth filled my body.

The next hour and half, give or take, was the most uncomplicated and most amazing little period of tof my

life. Everything just made sense. We watched the movie, both of us content just to be together with our

declarations and the indescribable inner warmth that went with them. Neither of us ever touched the popcorn

again, neither of us willing to let go of the security and good feelings that went with simply holding hands.

As the credits ended, as they inevitably had to, | felt a wave of disappointment, not because the movie was over,

but because our first date, this small ripple of perfect time, was ending. Real life was always so much more

complicated than any single small, welcmoment of bliss that always ended. Even as we both sat quietly and

the credits rolled, | wondered: now what?

Eventually we were the only two left in the theatre and Ashley finally spoke, breaking the lengthy awkward

silence, "So | guess we didn't eat much of the popcorn."

The words spilled out of my mouth without thinking, "That wasn't what | was hungry for."

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