Chapter 3

On Tuesday morning, Stephanie went to school with trepidation in her heart. She had thought of nothing but Kelly and the kiss all weekend. The feeling of the pretty woman's lips on hers was like nothing she had experienced. It was so different from a man's kiss. While, she was sure she wasn't a lesbian, she now wondered if she was what they called "Bi-sexual". She didn't like labels, but she could think of no other words that fit. She had never reacted to a kiss from a man like that. The remembrance had forced her to masturbate three times since Friday. That was more than she normally did in a month.

Stephanie was late that morning and didn't get to the school until almost eleven A.M. The truth was that she wasn't sure she should even be there today. When Stephanie walked into the classroom, she saw Kelly working at the board. The kids were outside for recess. She went over quietly to her desk and picked up some tests to grade and sat down.

Kelly turned around and looked at Stephanie and said, "Aren't you going to say hello?"

Stephanie looked up and said, "Hi Kelly, sorry I'm late."

The pretty teacher got a frown on her face and walked over to the seated woman. She squatted next to the desk and reached for her hand. She held on when Stephanie tried to pull it away. "Steph, are we okay? I was worried that you weren't going to show up today."

Stephanie said, "I'm fine." However, tension was apparent in her voice.

"Listen, I might have been out of line the other night." Her eyes suddenly filled with tears. "I like you and don't want anything to hurt our friendship."

Stephanie felt her heart begin to melt. She had convinced herself that she would tell Kelly that she wasn't like that. Tell her she liked men, not women and maybe it would be best if she didn't help at school anymore. However, as she looked into Kelly's tear filled eyes, the words failed her. She remembered how she had felt all weekend. She had butterflies in her stomach and her heart would react with a flutter every time she thought of her. It was so wrong, but she couldn't deny her feelings. "Uh... I'm okay Kelly. I'm just a little embarrassed by how I reacted. You didn't do anything wrong. I... I could have stopped you."

Kelly smiled for the first time. "Well, I can come on pretty strong sometimes... especially when I have that certain feeling about someone. It's been a long time since I felt that way."

Tears came to Stephanie's eyes as well. She paused for a moment, wondering if she should share her own feelings. She took a deep breath and said, "I know... I... I have the same feeling."

Kelly wiped her eyes. "Are we still on for tonight... you know for Pilate's?"

"Yes. I brought a change of clothes."

Wiping her eyes, she said, "Good, see you at my place after school." With that, Kelly looked behind her and then bodily kissed Stephanie on the lips. It was quick, little more than a peck, but was filled with meaning. Then she quickly stood up and went back to the board.

The rest of the day seemed to go on forever for Stephanie. She tried to get involved in what she was doing, but then she would catch Kelly's eye and every thought she had would evaporate. When it was time to leave for the day, she almost screamed in relief.

Stephanie stepped out of the bathroom in her exercise clothes and saw Kelly already warming up. The pretty woman had on a bright yellow spandex top, which clearly showed her sexy breasts and a matching, equally tight, spandex exercise shorts. Stephanie had chosen to wear a stretch blue tube top and a matching pair of tight blue spandex shorts. The top hugged her large breasts like a second skin and made her nipples poke through. The shiny bottom outlined her ample buttocks, separating and emphasizing her firm ass cheeks.

Kelly saw Stephanie and smiled. "Come over here," she said as she stood next to two yoga mats on the floor.

The two women found themselves standing face to face. As they began stretching exercises, they stole glances at each other.

"You know, I not sure why we women wear such tight outfits when we exercise," Kelly said. "I guess it's about style. These shorts are so tight that they run between my cracks and rub me in sensitive places," Kelly said with a shy smile. "See what I mean," she added as she looked down at her crotch.

Stephanie almost gasped. The tight crotch of Kelly's shorts had pulled between her sex lips, separating and defining them as if she had nothing on.

"It's a cameltoe," Kelly said with a laugh.

Stephanie found her voice and said, "Cameltoe... what's a cameltoe?"

"It's when a woman's panties or shorts are so tight that they pull up between their sex lips. It happens mostly when a woman doesn't have pubic hair."

Stephanie couldn't help stare at the exposure of Kelly's sex. "How did it get the name "cameltoe?" she asked, wondering if she really wanted to know.

"Well, I think it's because a camel's hoofs have a crack down the middle. See," she said and reached down to the waistband and pulled her shorts upward, forcing the seam even further between the lips.

Stephanie felt she might faint. She couldn't believe that Kelly was exposing herself so blatantly. Or worse yet, that she was staring. She forced herself to look away. She knew the crotch of her shorts was getting wet. When she looked at Kelly again, she was staring directly into her fiery eyes. Her knees grew week. She thought that she might collapse.

Kelly rescued her when she said, "Okay, let's get working."

They began to do their Pilate's with Stephanie following Kelly's lead. At one point as they lay on their backs, Kelly said, "Steph, let me show you how your abdominal muscles should tighten when you do the breathing exercises." With that Kelly touched Stephanie's stomach muscles, running her fingers up her soft skin, stopping a fraction of an inch below the pretty brunette's breasts. "Take a deep breath."

It wasn't difficult for Stephanie to take a deep breath. Her lungs already felt starved for oxygen.

"Here is where your muscles should control the breath," Kelly said, pushing on her diaphragm just below her breasts.

Stephanie shivered as Kelly let her hand linger on her stomach for longer than necessary. Then she watched as she slowly moved her fingers back down her stomach, making her shiver as goose bumps appeared on her skin.

Kelly removed her hand and said, "It takes a lot of practice and there's a lot of skill involved to get it right. That's why I need to practice so much before I can take my certification test. I want to teach it someday. Now, feel my stomach."

With a trembling hand, Stephanie touched Kelly's taut stomach.

As the younger woman took a breath, she moved Stephanie's hand up and down the smooth surface of her stomach. She could feel her vagina throbbing and knew that she was definitely going to have a wet spot on the crotch of her shorts. Kelly caught the older woman's eye and smiled and then suddenly pulled Stephanie's hand to her breast.

Stephanie sucked in her breath and was so shocked that she didn't try to move her hand away.

"Can you feel my breathing here?" Kelly asked, holding her hand to her soft breast.

Stephanie couldn't answer. She had never touched a woman's breast before, at least not in this manner. She could feel the warm and soft breast moving under her palm. The now hard nipple almost burned a hole in her hand. She looked at Kelly like a deer caught in the headlights and saw her smoldering eyes.

"Come here," Kelly whispered and pulled Stephanie up until she was leaning over her. "Kiss me."

"Oh Jesus!" Stephanie almost whined. Her brain was telling her to run, but her body was in control. As if in slow motion she leaned down until her lips were inches from her friend. She closed her eyes and moved down. "Mmmmm," she moaned when she felt Kelly's soft lips under hers. She had been dreaming and agonizing about this moment since Friday. Until that second, she didn't know how she was going to react. Her tongue came out of her mouth.

Kelly moaned as Stephanie tongue touched her lips. She opened her mouth wide to take it inside. A second later they were kissing passionately again like Friday night.

Stephanie was aware of her saliva draining from her mouth and into Kelly's. She felt Kelly swallowing, drinking it down. Then she felt the younger woman's tongue pushing back on her own. She let it in and sucked her tongue hard. When Stephanie finally pulled away, she was breathing like she had run a marathon. Her eyes were opened wide, staring at Kelly.