I don't own the characters from Forever Knight. I just thought they needed to have a little fun. All respect given to the TPTB for giving me the material to write this little ditty. No infringement intended, nor is this submitted for monetary gain. Permission given to post this at the JADFE site.

Brandy Avatar presents:

"Is That Who I Think It Is?"

        The night was warmer than any in recent memory. Natalie Lambert had accepted Tracy Vetter's invitation to come over to her place and hang out. While she hoped she'd have a similar invitation from Nick Knight, such an invite never appeared.

        The two sat around on the couch, talking, drinking wine and eating popsicles. Mostly the talk was about the men in their lives. They were never mentioned by name, but Natalie had met Vachon. And Tracy already knew about Nick, even if neither he nor Natalie would admit to being a couple.

        As they stared on their second bottle of wine, Natalie winced and stretched. Her budget had been cut so much in recent years, she'd had to start doing a lot of her own
lifting. It was taking a toll on her muscles.

        Tracy took note of her friend's winces, and moved behind the other woman. "Here," she said, "let me help."

        Tracy moved Natalie's hair off her neck and shoulders, and began working on Natalie's muscles.

        "Hmm, that feels good," said Natalie, feeling Tracy's hands on her aching shoulders.

        Tracy's hands moved further down Natalie's back. "I know something else that feels good."

        Natalie felt Tracy's lips on the back of her neck.

        "Tracy?" Natalie wasn't sure this was the something she wanted. But, she also wasn't sure it was something she didn't want. Maybe it was just the wine, but maybe not.

        Tracy's hands were again upon Natalie's shoulder. She whispered in Natalie's ear. "Shhhh. Just relax."

        "But Tracy," Natalie protested. "I'm not into this sort of thing."

        Tracy's lips were again on Natalie's neck, and her hands were moving to wrap around her friend. "It's nothing, Nat.  Just a little fun between friends."

        "I'm not sure," stammered Natalie. "I haven't ever done something like this before."

        "You don't know what you're missing, then," said Tracy.  "When I was in the sorority in college, the girls who didn't have dates on Saturday night would usually pair up."

        Tracy's hands were unbuttoning Natalie's blouse, exposing skin.

        Natalie was breathing faster. "I'm not sure."

        But by that point, she could feel Tracy's hands on the silky fabric that covered her breasts.

        "Natalie, it's just sex," said Tracy, who pulled her hands away so she could remove her own blouse. She unfastened the back fastener of Natalie's bra, and leaned in again.  Natalie could feel Tracy's bare breasts against her back.

        Tracy's hands started to work on Natalie's breasts, with Natalie leaning her head back on Tracy's shoulder. By this time, Natalie didn't care if it was the wine. She was
enjoying this feeling.

        Tracy gently urged Natalie to spin around, so the two women were facing each other. Natalie, wanting to surprise Tracy, leaned in and kissed her.

        She pressed her tongue in between Tracy's lips, tasting the sweetness of the popsicle. That gave her an idea. She grabbed the melting popsicle from the coffee table, and traced it across Tracy's chest. She traced around each aureole, watching the skin dimple, and the nipples become erect. Then Natalie put the popsicle aside, and licked off the sweetness.

        Tracy stroked her hands down Natalie's back. "That's the idea," she purred.

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        Natalie sucked each nipple to a soft peak. Tracy's breasts were smaller than her own, soft, with perky nipples.

        Tracy brought Natalie's mouth back up to her own. Her friend was eager, which she enjoyed. But she also wanted to give pleasure. She'd spent many nights, alone, wondering what the body of the medical examiner would be like.

        While she enjoyed sex with a man, Tracy also appreciated the challenge of convincing a female friend to have sex. She had long accepted her bisexuality, even if it was knowledge she did not share. At least not publicly.

        Thoughts of Natalie had given her many hours of masturbation material. She found the older woman's soft curves, fuller form, enticing. She'd hoped that the wine would give her courage, and lower her friend's resistance for just this opportunity. Now it was time to put that plan into action.

        Tracy traced her hand up the inside of Natalie's thigh.  "There's so much I want to show you," she whispered between kisses. "But you need to remove these." She ran her hand over the crotch of Natalie's shorts.

        Natalie's hands quickly moved to oblige. As she divested herself of the remainder of her clothing, Tracy did the same.

        Natalie's eyes widened. "Tracy, you shave? Down there?"

        Tracy could feel a blush rising on her face. She'd shaved her vagina, as did most of those she was intimate with. She'd forgotten that perhaps she should prepare Natalie
for this.

        "It has it's benefits," said Tracy. Her hand was again snaking it's way up between Natalie's legs.

        As she teased that tender flesh, she took a long look at her friend's breasts. Round, firm, heavy. Tracy leaned forward, burying her face in Natalie's cleavage.

        Tracy's tongue tasted the skin between Natalie's breasts. Then she moved to one nipple, flicking it with her tongue.

        One of Natalie's hands held the back of Tracy's head, running her fingers through her hair. The other hand found one of Tracy's breasts, stroking and teasing.

        "These are so beautiful," Tracy murmured.

        As Tracy tasted the breasts that she had dreamed of, she ran a finger between the lips of Natalie's pussy. She was pleased to feel the wetness.

        Tracy's mouth moved down Natalie's abdomen. As with her breasts, it was full, round. Not fat, but shapely, soft and very feminine.

        She knelt on the floor before Natalie, separating her legs, resting them on her shoulders. Tracy looked up at Natalie, who was leaning back in the corner of the couch. "I want to watch you play with your breasts," she said.

        Natalie took the rounded globes in her hand, kneading them. Tracy smiled and leaned forward, running her tongue over Natalie's swollen outer lips.

        Tracy dove in, separating the soft folds with her fingers. She gasped as she saw Natalie's red beauty, revealed before her. She placed a soft kiss upon Natalie's swollen
clit, and watched the enjoyment reflected in the woman's face.

        She eagerly lapped at the older woman's clit, and inside of the inner folds. Her mouth returned to the hardened nub, licking and sucking, as she delved two fingers within her core, coating them with the slick juices.

        Tracy raised her fingers to Natalie's mouth. "This is what you taste like," she said. Natalie accepted the fingers into her mouth, sucking them in, caressing them with her
tongue.

        Natalie continued sucking on Tracy's fingers, as Tracy continued attending to her clit.  Sucking, licking, then pulling back in wonderful frustration.

        It had been so long since she'd been intimate, it took just minutes before Natalie's orgasm, her vagina contracting in spasms. "Yes," she yelled as the feeling washed over her. "Yesss," she repeated.

        Tracy stood and recaptured Natalie's mouth. Natalie met her eagerly, licking her own juices from her friend.

        "I don't know that I can do that," said Natalie, breaking away. "With a woman."

        Tracy could feel Natalie tense up. She sat beside Natalie on the couch, and took Natalie's hand, bringing it between her legs.

        Natalie ran her hand over the smooth skin, and giggled.

        "You've done this to yourself, haven't you?" asked Tracy, pulling Natalie's hand into her warmth. "On those long nights, alone."

        Natalie knew that frustration all too well. The nights she'd try to convince Nick that she was alluring, she was female. Only it always ended badly, without a kiss, without anything. And she'd be home alone, wet, frustrated, using her fantasies, her own hand, to get off.

        Natalie reached into Tracy's wetness. She found her sensitive nub, running her fingers around it.

        As Natalie continued to play within Tracy's pussy, she continued kissing the woman. She gave the other woman's tongue long strokes with her own, as her hand worked its own magic.
 

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        Tracy was wet, flowing. Natalie changed from teasing her clit to placing two fingers within her inner folds. As she finger fucked the woman, she pulled one of Tracy's legs over her lap. The other leg stayed on the floor, so she'd be open, giving Natalie plenty of room to work.

        Tracy returned to Natalie's breasts. She felt she hadn't had enough of a chance with them earlier. "Put in another one," she said. "Fill me up."

        Natalie added another finger, continuing the thrusts. It was a tighter fit, but Tracy wasn't complaining. Rather, she seemed to be enjoying it.

        Tracy nibbled on Natalie's nipples, and kissed her full, heavy breasts. She ran a hand up and down Natalie's arm, the one that continued to give her pleasure.

        "Yes," Tracy said, her hot breath landing on Natalie's skin. "It's wonderful."

        Natalie left her fingers buried deep within Tracy, and ran her thumb across the clit.

        Tracy held Natalie's hand in place as she came, her breath released in great gasps. When she released Natalie's hand, it slid out easily.

        Tracy kissed Natalie softly. "So wonderful, so beautiful."

        Natalie reached for her wine glass, taking another deep drink. "I must say, it wasn't what I'd thought the evening would be like."

        "But you're not disappointed?"

        Natalie smiled, and gave Tracy another kiss, sucking on her lower lip. "I'm glad you made the move."

        Tracy pulled back. "I need to take care of something."  She gave Natalie one last, long look. "Don't go anywhere."

        Natalie ran a hand over her breast as she leaned back.  It had been a much better evening than she expected.

        Little did she know, she and Tracy had been watched, listened to. But she'd find out that, soon enough. And that, was another adventure.

~~ the end ~~

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