New Roommate

Megan wasn't sure and was a little scared of her own feelings. She dropped off to sleep thinking about Emily and wondering exactly what their relationship might entail.

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Megan had to work the next day, so she got up, went to the bathroom and showered. She exited to find Emily squirming since she needed to pee but was waiting for Megan to finish. Megan went in the bedroom and dressed. She came out to find Emily in the kitchen getting a bite to eat. Megan did her hair and makeup before eating, and talking to Emily.

"You know, if you have to pee while I'm in the bathroom, it isn't a problem."

"I didn't think I should."

"I'm used to locker rooms. I'm comfortable being naked around other women. Maybe not around strange men, but you're not a man, and you aren't that strange."

Emily gave Megan a strange look, which made Megan laugh before she replied.

"I'm just teasing you, but seriously if you have to pee, come in even if I'm in there."

"I'll keep that in mind."

"So do you have classes today?"

"My first one is at 11, so I'm good."

"Campus is spread out, so don't wait till the last minute to go."

"I have a campus map, so I know which building it's in. I should be good."

Megan grabbed a pastry and a cup of coffee for breakfast. Then she hugged Emily goodbye and left ofr work.

Her work day went pretty well. She knew her job and did it well. She grabbed lunch at a café near the office. While she was eating, a woman she knew slightly from work came up and sat down at the table.

"Megan, who was the young man I saw you with yesterday?"

"I was showing my cousin Em around town yesterday."

"He looked to be about 15 or 16 years old."

"Em is 18 and started classes at the college today."

"So we may see him around now."

"Em is kind of shy and private, and not going to be any sort of social butterfly."

Megan wasn't quite sure why she kept referring to Emily as Em, even to people who might not be predatory. She didn't even correct them when they misgendered Emily. She knew Emily was far more private than most, and if she chose to dress boyish, it was probably because she didn't want folks to know what she was. At least that's what Megan told herself.

Megan wondered how Emily was doing in her classes. She'd found out that Emily had taken the CLEP test to get credit for a lot if basic introductory courses, so she could get right to some more challenging material. She wanted to delve into some things before deciding on a major. Since Emily was good with computers, she was seriously considering an information technology degree in business.

Emily said she wasn't that thrilled about taking business core courses, but it was far simpler than getting a computer science degree through the Engineering school. Apparently, the business school used accounting, economics, and statistics to weed out students from the program, so Emily signed up for all three in her first semester.

Emily told Megan that the first day of classes was pretty easy. It was mostly the professor handing out the syllabus, finding out what books were required, getting the first assignments, and having a short lecture. She had bought her books and already done most of her initial reading by the time Megan got home.

"So then everything went well, Emily?"

"Pretty well, though it is a bit boring."

"Most people find some of those courses challenging."

"Did you, Megan?"

"At times, but certainly not the first day. Your fellow students were fine?"

"Yeah, but when I applied, I listed my name as 'Em' so most of them don't know I'm female."

"So would you rather I called you 'Em' all the time?"

Emily did a funny squirm. "I don't mind being Emily for you."

Megan stuttered before speaking. "Okay, Emily it is then. What about supper? Should we warm up the leftover marsala?"

"I'll cook some pasta to go wish it and steam some asparagus."

They ate dinner, then watched some television. Emily sat close to Megan on the sofa. At one point, Megan's arm cramped up from Emily leaning on it. She extricated her arm, and was trying to figure out what to do with it, when Emily spoke.

"You can put your arm around me. That might be more comfortable."

"I'm not sure we should do that, Emily."

"I don't mind, and it might feel nice. Besides, it's not like we're sleeping together."

"No, we're not sleeping together."

"It's just two girls hanging out. That's all."

Megan put her arm around Emily's shoulders and Emily snuggled up to her. Megan felt odd about that, like it was approaching being too intimate for two people who were merely sharing an apartment. Was Emily trying to indicate that she wanted greater intimacy? Could Megan handle greater intimacy with another woman? She had only really been attracted to men up to now.

As it got late, it was clear that Emily had fallen asleep cuddled up next to Megan. Megan wasn't sure they should be doing that, but she also worried about disturbing Emily in order to disengage. Megan leaned back and drifted off to sleep, though she woke up later, needing to use the toilet. She got free of Emily and from appearance didn't wake Emily doing that.

After finishing in the bathroom, Megan turned off most of the lights and went in her bedroom. She changed to her normal sleeping attire and crawled in bed. As she drifted off to sleep she found herself wondering about what Emily wanted. She seemed shy in many ways, and tried to appear more masculine in public, yet seemed to be more feminine and yet enjoy physical contact with Megan.

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Work went pretty normally for Megan the next day. She had a finance degree, but only a bachelors. She was able to get a job in a finance group, but was assigned to mostly menial tasks. She would need her MBA to be taken seriously, though she knew she was as capable as some of the MBAs in the department. It grated on her, but there was little she could do without that degree.

She gritted her teeth and put up with it. It was a job and it was in the area that she wanted. She just wanted to hang on long enough to have them pay for her MBA. It really bugged her when she saw the higher paid people make mistakes that she felt should never have been made, Most of the time, when she pointed those mistakes out, they corrected them. Megan was never acknowledged though.

Megan's apartment was her refuge from the inanity of her job. Now that was complicated by having Emily there also. Having the extra money to cover living expenses certainly helped. Emily seemed to be an agreeable roommate, as roommates go. Megan found herself wondering what was up with Emily and what exactly Emily wanted.

It wasn't that Megan objected to physical closeness. She'd had a few lovers along the way. Megan had never been emotionally or physically attracted to women however. It wasn't clear, but looked like Emily might be fixating on Megan romantically. That bothered Megan, though it also stirred some things in her that she wasn't sure she understood or even liked.

After graduating from college, Megan had largely withdrawn from dating and hookups. Too many of them seemed far too superficial and that was no longer what she wanted or needed. Okay, when she was a little younger, there was a thrill in all the hookups. Now it just seemed too shallow and she felt she needed more. Had that left her vulnerable to an attraction from another woman?

Megan wondered if she needed to get laid, not that she really wanted nothing but a hookup. Part of the problem was she could not bring anyone back to the apartment -- not with Emily there. Beyond that, there was no one she felt very strongly attracted to, and many of the men she knew were married or gay, which would not work out well at all.

All this preyed on her mind as she had time to think. What if Emily was really attracted to her? How could she let this shy young woman down easily? Emily seemed to be a nice person and was bright and personable. If Emily were male and a few years older, Megan might well find herself attracted to her. Admittedly, Megan was only three years older than Emily, but Emily was still female.

When Megan got home, Emily was doing schoolwork. She paused to smile and wave at Megan, before returning to her computer to work and study. As she came in, Megan could smell some wonderful cooking. She walked to the kitchen where some food was on the stove and in the oven. Obviously, Emily had started preparing dinner.

"Megan, I'll check the food in a minute after I finish what I'm working on."

"I guess you've got in under control then."

"Dinner should be ready in about twenty minutes. You can go ahead and change."

Megan felt there were a lot worse things she could have than a roommate who is willing to cook and knows how to. Certainly, whatever Emily was making smelled delicious. Megan went on the bedroom and took off her business casual outfit and slipped on some loose shorts and a tee shirt. She also doffed her bra, since it was feeling uncomfortable.

Megan came out to find Emily in the kitchen checking on dinner. Megan felt the least she could do was set the table for them, so she did. Megan often enjoyed a glass of wine after work, but didn't think it was right of her to drink wine and not offer any to Emily. Since Emily was still 18, she should not be drinking alcohol, though two of them in their apartment shouldn't be an issue.

"I was going to have some wine." Megan sounded almost apologetic as she said that.

Emily had an expression that swung from hopeful to disappointed. Megan got a bottle of chardonnay from the fridge, then went in the cupboard for a glass.

"Since we're just staying here, I suppose you could have some wine too, if you want."

"Could I please?"

Megan got two glasses and poured them each some wine, though she didn't pour a very large glass for Emily. Emily was putting the dinner on some serving plates, so Megan took their wine to the table and set Emily's glass at one of the place settings. Megan took a sip or two as Emily brought in dinner and they sat down at the table.

Megan held up her glass, and Emily picked hers up as well. "To roommates -- may we always be friends."

Emily bit her lip, then they clinked glasses and each took a sip. As they started to serve themselves some of Emily's great dinner, Emily looked at Megan, kind of tilting her head as she spoke.

"I know it's only been a few days, but I'm already starting to think of you as more than a friend or roommate, Megan."

"I've told people you're my cousin, but you feel almost like a little sister."

Emily bit her lip again, and squirmed in her chair. Megan caught that and was a little concerned that it meant Emily saw her as something even closer than a sister. Did Emily really think of Megan as a possible lover? Megan didn't think she was ready for anything like that. The thought did give her some funny feelings that she wasn't sure she was ready for.

After dinner, Megan rinsed the dishes, put them in the dishwasher, and cleaned up, while Emily finished her school work. After Emily finished, she changed into her pajamas and they sat on the couch to watch a movie. Megan had another glass of wine, and Emily asked for another as well. Megan was a little uncertain but gave her a refill, though she said that was enough for them both that night.

As seemed so often be the case, Emily fell asleep cuddled up next to Megan. This time she was clutching Megan's arm, which made it harder for Megan to leave without disturbing Emily. Megan dozed off beside Emily, until she woke up as Emily went to the bathroom. Megan got up as Emily did, and Emily had to hug Megan before Megan went into the bedroom.

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That seemed to set the tenor for their evenings, though after a couple of weeks, Emily switched from pajamas that fully covered arms and legs to pajama shorts with a short sleeve top. Emily took to changing into that before they sat down to watch television together. Not too long after that, Emily switched to a sleeveless top with spaghetti straps.

The new top was not sheer, but Emily's a-cup breasts were apparent through the top. It was also obvious that Emily had hard nipples when she cuddled up to Megan. One night as Emily cuddled, she put her legs across Megan's lap. Not only did this up the intimacy, but it also pulled her pajama shorts tight, making her labia quite clear through the fabric.

When Megan got up to go to bed, Emily usually hugged her, but as time went on she began to kiss Megan on the cheek. What bothered Megan the most about all this was that she was not bothered by Emily's antics. Still, Megan slept alone in the bedroom while Emily slept on the futon sofa. Megan wondered if or when Emily would ask if she could share Megan's bed.

Megan was almost afraid of that. She wasn't quite sure how to turn Emily down without hurting her feelings. At the same time, Megan was still sure she wasn't ready for an intimate relationship with Emily. Perhaps Emily understood that, because she never asked or pushed to join Megan in bed. Even just sleeping beside each other seemed to up the intimacy level too much for Megan.

One night after dinner, as they were watching television, Emily had some questions. "Megan, you like boys, right?"

"Yeah, and I've had several boyfriends over the years."

"But you don't have a boyfriend now?"

"There's no one I'm especially interested in right now. Why do you ask, Emily?"

"I don't know. I guess I figured as pretty as you are, you'd have guys who wanted you."

"Most of the guys where I work already have a wife or girlfriend. What about you, Emily? Any boys chasing you?"

"I dress to try to discourage them."

"Why? Don't you want a boyfriend?"

"Not right now."

"What about high school, Emily? Did you have any boyfriends then?"

"I was the girl they kind of ignored."

"You're pretty enough. If you dressed differently, you could get someone."

"You really think I'm pretty, Megan?"

"You try to hide it, but you are pretty."

"I'm not sure what I want in a relationship."

"Well, Emily, you have to do what's right for you."

Emily sat quietly for a while, before talking again. "Megan, I know you had romances with boys. Did you ever have a romance with another girl?"

"A roommate and I experimented a little, but there never was anything at all serious about it."

"I just wondered."

Megan was almost afraid to ask. "What about you, Emily? Did you have any romances with any girls?"

"No, no one, boy or girl."

"I'm sure when you're ready, you'll be able to find someone who is interested in you."

Emily bit her lip and squirmed, then buried her head in Megan's shoulder. They resumed watching the movie and did not delve into relationships any more that evening. When they each went to bed, Emily always hugged Megan and for a while, had been kissing her on the cheek. That night, instead of kissing Megan on the cheek, Emily kissed her on the lips.

It wasn't a long kiss or a passionate one. It was almost a sisterly kiss on the lips, but Megan felt like Emily wasn't trying to give her a sisterly kiss. She wanted something more than they'd had but didn't want to push the boundaries too much. Megan wasn't sure how to react or even whether she should say anything. She didn't want to hurt Emily.

As she went to bed, Megan replayed that kiss in her mind. Emily's lips had been soft and tender, and it was actually quite sweet. Megan wished any of her past boyfriends had kissed her as sweetly. Megan still felt like she didn't want a romance with any woman, even Emily, as sweet as she was. Still that kiss played out in Megan's mind more than a few times.

After that, Emily seemed to kiss Megan goodnight on the lips every night. She never pushed it, and it was always a fairly chaste kiss on the lips. Megan wasn't quite sure how to handle this. She was glad that Emily never tried to push it beyond where it was. Megan was also sure she wasn't ready for any romantic relationship with another woman. What disturbed her most was that Megan enjoyed Emily's kisses.

On the weekends, Megan and Emily would often go out, sometimes to see a movie, other times shopping or just wandering around. Emily always dressed boyish and Megan had more than a few people tell her that she and her boyfriend made a cute couple. She told them Em was just her cousin, and often the people had knowing looks.

Emily was quite entertained by some of that. "See, you get some of the benefits of a boyfriend, without a lot of the baggage."

"A lot of women like that baggage."

Emily had an enigmatic smile but said nothing. Megan knew somehow that Emily would love to provide some of that baggage with her. Megan was still quite sure that she was not ready for anything like that. Still, the thought of spending time kissing and touching with Emily gave her goose bumps. That scared her more than just a little.

Megan had not been much of one to jill herself, but given how things were going, thought it might not be a bad idea to release a bit of sexual tension. That evening, after she went to bed, Megan began to touch herself. She gently stroked her labia with the fingers of one hand, while the other hand tweaked her breasts.

She thought back to some of the good sex she'd had with her prior boyfriends. Micah was probably the best lover she had. He nearly always made her cum. He knew how to touch her and kept at it until she enjoyed herself as much as he did, and maybe even more. Micah had been deeply in love with Lily, but began seeing Megan after Lily broke up with him.

Sadly for Megan, Lily wanted to get back together with Micah, in part because she was pregnant with his baby. Micah left Megan and married Lily and they seemed happy together. Megan was happy for them even if she was unhappy for herself. They had not been nearly to the point of considering a permanent relationship, but still it hurt.

At any rate, Megan thought about how Micah had touched her as she touched herself. She felt a heat rising as she neared orgasm. It certainly was one of the best masturbation sessions she'd had. As she was about to cum, all of a sudden, Micah's face in her mind was replaced by Emily's. She felt Emily touching and kissing her and could not help but cum with thoughts of Emily in her mind.

As she came, Megan cried at the thought of reaching orgasm with a mental picture of being pleasured by a woman. It had become all too real in her mind and after she came, Megan curled herself into a ball and cried herself to sleep. She wondered what had happened to her that now her thoughts of sex involved another woman, and a woman who was sleeping in the next room.

After that, Megan was afraid to touch herself, afraid to give herself pleasure. She was certain if she did that again she'd find herself imagining it coming at the hands of Emily. She was afraid of what that meant, afraid that she was a closet lesbian, even though she'd never been attracted to women in the past. Now it seemed to prey on her.

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Things seemed to settle down, though Emily still kissed Megan before they each went to bed separately. Neither one of them made any attempt to extend the kisses, just keeping them fairly chaste. Megan began to relax figuring they could handle it all. They continued to watch television together and as always, Emily fell asleep cuddling up to Megan.

One morning as Megan was showering before work, the bathroom door opened and Emily came in.

"Sorry, but I really need to pee."