Chapter 3: Lily

She couldn't understand how all at once a feeling could be so wonderful and so terrible. Wonderful in the way she felt so sexual, so sensual, able to attract anyone she wanted and give them pleasure like nothing they'd experienced. Terrible in the way she was constantly, desperately aroused; frozen on the brink of orgasm in a way her fingers could do nothing about. She'd used her fingers, and her new toys, over and over in the hours since her friends had left, but it hadn't helped. If anything, the tiny little cums she'd been able to elicit made things worse... it kept her wanting more. And when Lily was able to strip it down to its essence, she knew there was only one thing she really wanted.

The Hot Blond.

She'd first heard the phrase a month ago; two guys at work, chatting in the hallway, talking about "The Hot Blond". Lily paid them no mind, but she knew immediately who they were talking about. Juliet was the company's newest intern, her arrival had been only slightly less conspicuous than an exploding hand grenade. For three days, none of the straight men or the lesbians who liked them femme got any work done; they were all scrambling to find out what this girl's deal was. The picture of her boyfriend on her desk and the rock on her left ring finger answered all the important questions, and even though there'd been a fair amount of disappointment as the news worked its way through the grapevine, no one could hold it against her. The sweetness and kindness with which she conducted herself, and the competency with which she did her duties made that impossible. That she'd be brought on as a full time employee the moment her internship ended was a given around the office.

All Lily knew was she had to have her.

"So... take her!" the voice in Lily's head demanded. She looked at the paper bag that contained her toys and her share of the wood chips. Lily grabbed her phonebook and quickly found the address.

The drive, which took 25 minutes, was a blissful torture. Lily's whole body was trembling with anticipation as she parked, then exited, her car. An old woman was entering the apartment building as she arrived, Lily simply followed her in. She took a deep breath, to steady herself, at the door to the unit. She knocked.

"Lily, what a surprise!" Juliet said, and she did look surprised. But pleasantly so.

"Hey, sorry to just show up like this."

"No problem, come on in," Juliet stepped aside. "What's up?"

"My car dies," Lily explained, "and I knew you lived around here. Do you mind if I use your phone to call a tow truck?"

"You poor thing! The phone's over here and I'll keep you company 'till they show up."

Lily dialed the number to her home phone and requested a two from the voice on her answering machine. Juliet was still in her work cloths; a pair of tight dress pants that showed off her lines to mouth watering effect and a soft, pastel colored sweater. Her loosely permed hair cascaded past her shoulders, her deep blue eyes twinkled with sympathy.

Juliet possessed a thin, luscious body that was a gift from the heavens, the kind that required no exercise or surgery whatsoever. Her facial features were sharp, yet delicate with a button nose and pointed chin. Juliet's beauty was the kind that made some women, many women, jealous. All it did was make Lily wet.

"They said it'll take about an hour," Lily said apologetically as she hung up the phone.

"Don't worry about it. How was the camping?"

"Great. How was work?"

"Same old, same old," Juliet chuckled. :What's in the bag?"

Lily smiled, "Do you like incense?"

"Sure."

"I found this great stuff up north," Lily explained. "Get a big bowl and I'll show you."

Juliet went into the kitchen and returned with a metal mixing bowl. Lily placed wads of paper in the bowl, then a handful of chips. Juliet picked up one of the chips.

"This is incense?"

"It's a little different," Lily conceded, "but you'll like it."

With a shrug, Juliet dropped the chip into the bowl and handed Lily matches.

"Have a seat," Lily ordered and Juliet sat on the couch. Lily struck the match and peered over the flame to look at Juliet. The blond stared back, the very picture of trusting sweetness. A delicious shudder worked it way up Lily's spine. She let the match fall into the bowl.

The chips sparked, then the flames roared up. Lily had only seen the effect outdoors, it was far more intimidating in a confined space. Her head snapped back to follow the orange/blue jet; it actually singed the ceiling before calming itself.

Juliet stared into the flame intently, lips slightly parted, the tip of her tongue just visible. Already she was breathing deeply, each one following quicker than the last. Lily took a seat on the couch and slipped a hand under her skirt and gently rubbed herself as she watched Juliet's gradual enthrallment. Her breathing quickly came to match Juliet's.

She came out of the trance with a sharp gasp, as though coming up for air from underwater, then fell gracefully into Lily's waiting arms. Lily kissed at her fiercely, pushing herself forward. But as fast as Lily wanted to go was how slow Juliet went. The Hot Blond pressed the palms of her hands to Lily's shoulders, keeping the brunette at bay but never pushing her away. With a frustrated growl, Lily restrained herself and settled for massaging Juliet's small breasts through the sweater. Juliet liked this. She pushed her tits into Lily's hands.

The kiss was long and slow, jaws working, tongues moving. Juliet's fingers gripped Lily's shoulders as Lily played with the hardening nipples. Gradually, Juliet pulled Lily closer until their breasts just touched. Lily's hands dropped to the other girl's hips.

Softly, so gently Lily almost didn't notice, Juliet's hand drifted to the bare portion of Lily's thigh, where her skirt had ridden up. Fingernails scraped slowly up Lily's tingling skin as Juliet's hand floated higher and higher. Lily spread herself. The hand wandered under the skirt, gliding over moist, warm skin so slightly it made Lily tremble. When the fingers pressed against the front of her panties, Lily groaned. Her own hand moved to caress Juliet's pussy; this time the blond made no move to stop her.

"My boyfriend will be home soon," Juliet protested. She continued to finger Lily's quim.