Danielle Engle - Lavender Excursions

"I love you, too, baby. Are we still on for lunch or will this tide you over for a bit?"

This was so typical of Mark. He'd already forgotten that she did not have time for a clandestine groping in some sterile hotel room with the shades drawn and a "Do Not Disturb" sign handing on the doorknob. "No," she replied with as much patience as she could. "I'd rather wait until we have more time. Speaking of which, I'm running late. Gotta shower! Talk to you soon, love." She made a kissing sound over the telephone and quickly hung up. She did not have time to listen to the protest she felt certain would follow.

As for time, Kimberly had lots of it. She always got up early enough to do her aerobic workout. However, she was going to skip it today. She was too tired to put herself through the grinding torture of aerobic exercise. She reached for her robe, calling out to the three cats lying on top of the unmade bed. "Come on, you guys. Time for breakfast."

The cats eagerly followed her into the kitchen. She gave them fresh food and water. Petting each cat affectionately, she listened with pleasure as they purred for her. "You should have a talk with Mark,"

she told them. Thinking how ironic it was that her cats showed her more appreciation than her lover did, Kimberly started once again for the shower.

She turned the water on and waited. Soon the room was very warm and steamy. She stepped inside the tub. Normally, she liked her bath water hot. Today she winced as the hot water sprayed over her aching muscles. She started to wonder if perhaps her little fib to Michael was true. Was she coming down with something? Gingerly, she lathered the soap over her skin. As she bathed her back and buttocks, she felt strangely excited when her fingers touched the intimate regions she had dreamed of Camarin touching last night.

She pictured the woman in her mind's eye, envisioned her standing topless on a balcony. The wind was blowing through her hair.

Kimberly reached for her but she was unable to touch her. Lost in a fantasy she could not control, Kimberly gave vent to the storming emotions within her. Placing one leg on the side of the tub, she looked down. Her clitoris was already swollen with arousal, the tip peeking out from between her outer lips. She parted the swollen lips and slid her fingers inside her cunt. Imaging her fingers were Camarin's fingers, strong and firm, she thrust deeper and deeper inside of herself.

She groaned as the image of Camarin grew stronger. She saw Camarin's nipples, brown and hard, peeking out at her. She imagined her mouth closing over one and she moaned as the fantasy obliterated all doubts and confusion. Hungrily, she sucked Camarin's firm tits and stroked her clit through the fabric of her jeans. As her hands moved expertly over her own body, she envisioned them moving over Camarin's body.

Making love to her, their mouths crushed together – lips swollen and bruised as their tongues darted into one another's mouths with kisses so wet and passionate, it brought them trembling to their knees.

Face to face, their nipples touched as they proudly thrust their chests out to one another. An offering so exquisite, Kimberly did the only thing she knew.

The phone was ringing but Kimberly did not hear it. Her fingers were caressing herself in a way no person, male or female, ever had.

The circling movements grew more rapid as she braced herself against the shower. "Ah, ah," she groaned. Panting and breathless with desire, she rolled her nipples tightly back and forth between her forefinger and thumb. The other hand stroked the swollen organ that differentiated her from the opposite sex and aroused her in a way the other sex could not.

"Oh, oh," she screamed as the orgasm seized her in a frenzy of climatic waves. It was crashing against her senses, challenging everything she ever knew or believed. She gasped as the last wave rippled through her. Her hand closed over her throbbing clitoris and she slid down in the shower. Legs drawn tightly together, she imagined Camarin kissing her neck and whispering soothing words in her ear. The faint touch of Camarin's warm breath sending her into another frenzied session, Kimberly brought herself to orgasm once more.

Taryn listened as Camarin described the prior evening's events, particularly Kimberly Justin's response to her flirtations. She felt at once excited and jealous. "I see you haven't lost your charm," she said bitingly. "Do be careful though," she added. "It sounds like you're a little smitten by her innocence. I'd hate to see us lose her because we pushed her too fast."

"Of course not," Camarin replied. "I admit she's piqued my curiosity, but I won't jeopardize her excursion because of it." Camarin hesitated for a moment, wording her next comment as carefully as possible. "It sounds as though you have a strong personal interest in the outcome. Any particular reason?"

The comment struck too close to the heart of the matter. Taryn was also taken by the new client. She had developed an inherent interest in becoming her first female lover, but she could not openly admit it to herself or Camarin Knight. "Camarin, I understand Kimberly's hesitancy. She reminds me of what it was like for me when I came out of the closet. After weighing all the possibilities, I've decided to take part in this excursion. I, more than anyone, will know when Kimberly is ready."

Taryn's interest now obvious, Camarin tried to reassure her.

"Taryn, I agree with you. Just tell me what needs to be done and I'll do my best to see that it's accomplished. Whatever you want, you know I'll follow your directive."

Taryn mused over Camarin's commitment. When it came to that final deciding moment, could she trust Camarin to follow through on her commitment? "Camarin, don't you ever long for a woman who lavishes over you and wants nothing more than to fulfill your every fantasy – someone who'll do anything to gain your approval, regardless of the personal cost? Don't you ever want that, Camarin?"

Camarin blanched, taken aback by Taryn's directness. "Don't we all?" she replied.

Taryn looked across her desk at Taylor who was thumbing through a magazine while she waited for her to end the call. "I suppose we do," she told Camarin. "We'll have to get together some time and share our fantasies," she added in a teasing voice. "Meantime, Taylor is waiting for me and I mustn't try her patience." She winked at Taylor who looked up when she heard her name. "Keep me posted.

Let's take it one step at a time."

"Will do. Bye now."

Relieved that the call was finally ended, Taryn replaced the receiver and turned her attention to Taylor. "Sorry about that, Taylor. Now where were we?"

"I asked you if I could be assigned to Kimberly's case," Taylor reminded her.

"Yes, of course. Now as I was explaining to Camarin, Kimberly is a very challenging client. I'm hesitant to assign you as one of her primaries when you have so little experience. You understand that, don't you?"

Taylor nodded. She looked away, trying to hide the disappointment so clearly visible in her eyes. "I understand," she whispered.

Standing, she looked briefly at the woman sitting across from her, someone she admired and aspired to emulate. "Thanks for hearing me out though. I know you're very busy." She started for the door.

"Taylor, wait," Taryn blurted out. "How would you feel about working with Camarin on this? It's very obvious to me that you want to learn and I can't think of anyone better suited to train you. If you can promise me you'll follow Camarin's directions, I'll assign you to Kimberly's excursions."

Taylor's eyes grew big. "Oh, I promise, Taryn! Please let me do it.

Please."

Her plaintive tone and her hopeful gaze formed the perfect paradox to tug at Taryn's heartstrings. She smiled and shook her head woefully from side to side. "You've just figured out I'm a softie. But you better keep it to yourself," she chided. "Run along now. I'll have Camarin call you and bring you up to speed." She searched Taylor's eyes for anything that remained unspoken. Finding nothing, she added as a final word, "If you have any problems, do call. Okay?"