Exposing Life's Cruel Irony Ch. 03

Time seemed to stand still as Pam's mind decoded the sight. She had not waited for Betty to respond before entering. Now she regretted she had not waited five or more seconds before entering. But she had entered and now both women were flushed red with embarrassment. Pam did not know what to say. Part of her was angry to find copies of pictures taken for her husband being used in this manner by Betty.

Pam also found herself confused because she was also aroused by witnessing Betty splayed out and touching her womanhood. Just as she was about to speak harshly she stopped herself. She remained motionless . Betty said nothing. Pam remained speechless. Betty too did not move as she processed what was now happening. Suddenly Pam swiftly fled the room.

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Less than three minutes after Pam fell upon her bed behind the closed guest room door she heard a faint tap of a finger or two. She knew it was Betty. She did not respond until a quiet knock sounded.

Standing outside the room Betty was deeply embarrassed. Her need to explain herself conquered her desire to flee. They needed to talk. If she did not explain herself and deal with it now it would hang awkwardly between her and Pam for months or even years to come.

Even though not invited, Betty quietly slipped into the guest bedroom. She looked upon the young mother who oozed sexuality and sensuality. All through their childhood Betty thought Pam who was ten months younger to be the image of what she held as balanced beauty and grace. Though Betty was older, she tried to model her wardrobe after Pam. Being friends made it was easy because they often shared fashion tips and borrowed items from each other. Pam had a better sense about what items would look good together and how to carry herself. In Betty's own eyes she never did pull off imitating Pam and so by the time she was well into her second year of college she decided to just be herself. Yet even today the careful observer would notice great similarities in the two women in their smiles and mannerisms. Some said that Pam was the more thoughtful side of the more playful Betty.

When Pam married her brother, Betty was trilled just as much for him as her joy in having a family connection that would keep them together as friends. They had remained friends but the closeness was not as strong since to her mother's disappointment Betty transferred after her sophomore year to a different college than the one Pam attended.

Since giving birth to Royce, Betty had become more enchanted by Pam. Betty's eyes gazed upon Pam's wider post-birth hips. She loved how Pam's breasts became fuller. Her curves flowed more fully and gracefully. In Betty's eyes, Pam was the perfect image of a mother and the perfect example of a sensuous confident and vivacious woman who also had a sharp mind. Not only did she have a sensuous body and a mind but she had a gentle loving personality. If she was a man, she would want to marry her.

In college and grad-school Betty dated a different man every two or six weeks. Some men were skilled lovers but no relationship lasted. They either did not connect or there was not much more to him than wanting sex. If she was going to settle down with one man, she desired for that man to move her heart, soul and mind as well as being a skilled unselfish lover. In the meantime finding different men to help her meet the physical needs of the moment was the fun part of grad school.

In early March of her senior year she had been seduced into kissing her roommate. The kiss was more than a practice kiss she did with another girl during high school. While curious about more, nothing happened beyond kissing that night.

Three weeks later she agreed to accompany her roommate to a party being hosted by a middle aged sociology professor. There were far more women at the party then men. The five men were either married and attending with their wives or were in serious relationships and attending with their significant other. Throughout the evening it was evident that many of the women were flirting and toying with each other, and even disappearing to another part of the house together. Occasionally a husband would disappear alone shortly after his wife left and would appear back well before his partner. None seemed to disappear with any woman. The men seemed to be just enjoying watching.

Later in the evening while exploring the house Betty entered the professor's home office where she discovered two partly clothed women embraced in a long kiss. There was something about the scene that froze her in place. That was when Wanda, the hostess whispered in her ear, "they look beautiful together."

Betty merely nodded before Wanda continued, "Have you ever been with a woman before?"

When Betty shook her head no, Wanda turned Pam's face towards hers. The mid forty-something Wanda studied Betty's face before leaning forward to say, "The female body is so lovely. It is sensuous and responsive. It receives and gives such rapturous pleasure. Look at them. Notice how they are enjoying each other. Tonight, as they fall asleep their minds will be filled with warm thoughts of each other."

Recalling that kiss three weeks ago that brought forth a curiosity Betty nodded that she understood. Wanda saw curiosity in Betty's eyes. Betty was interested but not quite there yet. "Things were so different when I was in college. We could not be as free to express such interests and desires as we can today." There was a pregnant pause before she continued, "tomorrow night four of us are getting together to go out on the town for some entertainment. If you want to explore your curiosity, call me."

With that Wanda wrote her phone number on Betty's palm. Then the professor smoothly turned Betty and with no resistance from Betty, kissed her at length on the lips. Betty's closed her eyes and responded by opening her mouth allowing Wanda to explore it. As they kissed, Betty's right hand was guided to one of Wanda's breasts. She could felt the older woman's soft breasts and hard nipple. Still in shock she did not know what to do other than to hold the silk covered breast.

Though the kiss lasted less than ten seconds, Betty felt it lasted much longer. Betty looked longingly into Wanda's smiling face. She was willing to be swept by the feelings of the moment but Wanda stepped back. "If you really hunger for more, call me tomorrow before noon. You will not regret it. I hope you will join us. In the meantime, Ellie and Andrea will not mind if you continue to watch."

As Betty leaned against the door jam she watched the two lovers. Sam, Ellie's husband made his way past Betty to sit in the desk chair to watch his wife go between her lover's thigh's. As Ellie started to quietly moan her pleasure and pull her lover's head closer, Betty fled from the doorway and the house. Later that night her mind was awash with conflicting thoughts and feelings.

Since, Betty had explored with a measure of satisfaction her curiosity. She found female lovers to be all that Wanda described. There was a tenderness and passion that was different than what she found with men. For her women had been an erotic change that enhanced her appreciation of a hard man driving into her. She found some women to be more attractive and alluring than others, but she never lusted after any woman until that Christmas Eve.

Standing less than five steps away was the focal point of her lust. She wanted Pam with a greater longing than she ever had for any woman and most men. There before her was the erotically clothed goddess whose form she had been gazing upon in the pictures for the last thirty-five minutes. Shocked and red faced but still silently motionless lay the real life image of the woman whose pictures had already brought her to two climaxes and was just about to deliver her the third when the object of her lust walked into the room.

Just before her sister-in-law fled the room Betty witnessed confusion and pain upon Pam's face. Betty knew she was the cause of that pain. Her chest heaved as she fought tears. Though she was tempted to remain in her room in a state of denial, or just lay there crying, she could not do so. It had happened. Pam now knew one of her hidden desires. Yet she felt a little relieved that an even more embarrassing one was still held unknown to anyone but Wanda and herself. Mustering courage, Betty put on a robe and crossed the hall. She stood there a few minutes gathering her thoughts as she won the battle against crying.

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To be continued...