“I’m not gay. I’m not even ashamed to admit I don’t want to be gay, but...” Ally McBeal said as she sat in her office at Cage, Fish and Associates.

“ ... you’re curious.” the beautiful young Asian woman sitting across from Ally said as she finished her sentence.

Her name was Ling Woo, and like Ally, she was a lawyer at the Boston firm. Originally she had been a client of another of the firm’s lawyers, Nelle Porter, and had eventually joined the firm as well.

“Well it wasn’t just that, Ling,” Ally went on. “For whatever reason last night ... I had an ... urge...”

She paused for a brief moment.

“ ... to kiss you.”

Ling rose from her chair, leaning forward across Ally’s desk. She looked into Ally’s eyes in a sultry voice and asked.

“Do you now?”

Not waiting for an answer, Ling turned and walked to the door. Alley watched as she closed it and turned the lock. The sound of the bolt falling into place was deafening.

Alley got up from behind her desk and met Ling halfway across the room. Her thoughts went back 24 hours to when the both of them had sat right here, and Ling had asked her if she had ever kissed another woman?

The reason behind Ling’s question had been an erotic dream the Asian had the night before. A dream in which she had kissed Ally.

“No, I haven’t” Ally had answered. “At least not for real.”

In the last two years, Ally had actually kissed two of the women at the firm. One was Georgia Thomas, another of the firm’s lawyers and the wife of Billy Alan Thomas. Billy was also a lawyer at Cage and Fish, as well as Ally’s college lover.

She had also kissed Elaine Vassal, the firm’s blond bombshell office assistant. On both occasions the excuse for the kiss had been to scare away unwanted male suitors by making them think Ally was bisexual or secretly a lesbian.

When Ling had asked Ally’s thoughts about her dream, the slim brunette was unable to really offer any help. Ling guessed correctly that it was because they really had never been good friends. The solution Ling decided, was for them to become better friends. Starting with dinner last night.

So they’d had a nervous and awkward dinner at Jasper’s. At first, it seemed that they’d put this business of Ling’s dream about kissing Ally behind them. They’d both agreed that what they really wanted out of a relationship at the end of a day, had been a penis.

No sooner had they decided to go back to just disliking each other, when Ling noticed a group of men checking them out. Ally had said that she really hated it when a guy came up to hit on her while his friends watched. In response, Ling suggested that they have a little fun at their expense. Something that would both arouse and frustrate them at the same time was the way she had put it. Feeling a little wicked herself, Ally had agreed.

To the strands of “Pretty Woman” they had danced. Touching and swaying to the music, Ally and Ling had been followed by every eye in the place -- both male and female. More an erotic ballet than just a dance, it was a celebration of two beautiful women totally into each other. Ally’s heart still raced when she thought of each time that Ling’s hand had touched her. She still remembered the soft brush of her long black hair, the sweet smell of her perfume. Most of all she remembered the deep look of longing in the smaller woman’s dark eyes and those brief moments when their lips drew close, but never connected.

Even when they had said goodnight outside of her building, Ally could see that same longing in Ling’s eyes. Ling had started to walk away, then turned back and kissed Ally’s cheek. The Asian lawyer had gone a few more steps, then paused again, looking back over her shoulder. For a moment, the twenty something brunette thought Ling might have reconsidered her invitation to come up for coffee. Instead, the dark haired woman turned once more, continuing down the street. Ally’s eyes had followed her until she disappeared around a corner.

“I’ve been thinking about it too.” Ling said as she left the locked door behind and walked toward Ally.

“You have... ?” Ally asked hesitantly.

“All day...” Ling replied.

Ling went on to explain that she had told her friend Nell what had happened, and that Nell had suggested that all of her curiosity might go away if she went ahead and actually kissed Ally.

The two women stood there, looking into each other’s eyes. Studying every aspect of the other’s face.

“Maybe we should...” Ally suggested, breaking what seemed like a long silence. “ ... just to see what it’s like.”

“What do you think it would be like?” Ling asked.

“Soft...” Ally whispered.

“Soft...” Ling repeated in a whisper as well.

They stood there for another few moments, listening to the beating of their hearts. Then, closing their eyes, their lips met.

Gently, their lips brushed against each other, soft flesh against flesh. Alley reached up and ran her fingers through Ling’s long black hair, stroking her bare shoulders. Ling responded by running her fingers across Ally’s back. Their lips continued to play against each other for a few more long seconds.

“That didn’t suck.” Ling said lightly, her eyes still tightly shut.

“Not at all.” Ally replied, slowly opening her eyes.

“One more... ?” Ling softly suggested.

“Little one.” Ally said in a hushed voice.

That little one, turned out to be a big one. As their mouths pressed against each other, Ally felt Ling’s tongue press against her lips. It was a moment of decision for the young lawyer, one of those moments when desire and opportunity come together. Without hesitation, she opened her lips and let Ling’s tongue pass between them.

Their kiss grew in intensity as the two lawyers began to explore each other’s bodies. Soft hands moved up and down, caressing warm flesh both covered and bare.

“Should we stop?” Ling asked as they broke the kiss.

“Only if you want to.” Ally replied.

“The door is still locked.” Ling said.

Ally’s smile grew larger.

They kissed again, this time wrapping their arms around each other. Through the fabric of their clothes, Ally and Ling could feel their nipples grow hard as they pressed their small breasts against each other.

Ally was wearing a long sleeve blouse with the first few buttons open, the body shirt beneath it clearly visible. Ling slowly, sensually undid the remaining buttons, easing off Ally’s blouse when she was done. The tips of Ally’s breasts were very visible through the thin material. Ling reached out with an outstretched index finger and ran it over each of them.

“Yes,” Alley moaned softly. Her nipples had always been very sensitive.