Prohibited: an erotic novel (24 page)

I was getting nervous. The last thing I wanted was for the girls to know what was really happening.

“I have not been avoiding you. I have just been quite busy.”

Selena did not say a word. She continued to sip her coffee.

“Did you two have a fight?”

Selena smiled sitting her mug down on the table and looking me in the eyes.

“Of course not. We are closer now than we ever were.”

It wasn’t a lie. We had never been closer. The problem came in my realization that I would like to get a little bit closer.

After our little interrogation, I was happy when it was time for everyone to go. As the girls put on their coats to leave, I told them I was not feeling very well and that Margaret would show them out.

I excused myself and headed into the kitchen to cool off. The truth is having her stare at me did something to me that I am sure would be a sin. Kissing and touching her brought back some dormant emotions I had not felt since I was fourteen.

I was leaning against the kitchen island when the kitchen door swung open. Selena glided through and stopped when she saw me.

“I wanted to speak to you before I left.” She said softly.

I found it hard to speak. She took a few steps toward me and stopped.

“You have been avoiding me and so it has been hard for me to see how you were doing.”

I took a deep breath.

“As you heard, I have not been avoiding anyone.” I said walking toward the door.

She grabbed me.

“Wait. Maria, please talk to me.”

I pulled my arm from her grasp.

“What is there to talk about?”

She grabbed my hand gently and pushed me toward the kitchen table. She sat down and motioned for me to follow. Reluctantly I sat down and looked at her.

“Look, I was afraid that after our meeting in your bathroom, I ruined our friendship.”

She smiled and reached her hand across the table and placed it on top of mine.

“Then I saw you today and you looked awfully fine to me. You couldn’t take your eyes off me.”

I couldn’t deny that if I wanted to.

“Look, what we did meant nothing to me. It was a mistake that should never happen again.”

She laughed. It was a beautiful laugh, but it made me shutter.

“Look,” she began. “If you had not guessed by now, my marriage didn’t just break up because Gary was seeing another woman. We decided to divorce once we discovered I was a lesbian.”

The word lesbian threw me for a loop. Selena is a lesbian? I didn’t know what to say.

“I figured it out a few years ago and found myself confused and depressed because I didn’t want to admit it. I was married and still trying to find myself. I wasn’t sure how anyone would react if I came out.”

She took a moment to breathe deeply.

“Gary figured it out when he noticed I was not interested in sex. I spent more time pleasuring myself than I did making love to him.”

That sounded so familiar. I was starting to feel so uneasy.

“I have a feeling, from what I can gather, you may be in the same position Maria.”

“No. My situation is totally different.”

“I do not think so.” She said.

She tucked her blonde hair behind her ear.

“When is the last time you and Michael had sex?”

I stared at her.

“That is none of your business.”

“I am just asking as a friend Maria. How long has it been?” She asked folding her arms delicately across her chest.

I thought about that for a second. Not sure if answering that question would be wise.

Selena noticed the frustration and confusion on my face. She sighed.

“That long Maria? I could tell from the way you reacted to my touch.”

I was shocked at her response. I didn’t want her to know how great it felt to kiss her. I am not supposed to feel this way.

I folded my arms across my chest in a defensive stance. How could I tell her it meant nothing when in fact it meant so much? Selena sensed my resistance.

She unfolded her arms and leaned across the table.

“Maria, I am not trying to upset you, but I could tell you enjoyed it as much as I did. You felt hungry for it.”

“How dare you say those things? I am not interested in women.” I denied not really wanting to look at her.

I didn’t want her to see the truth in my eyes. A secret I have been hiding for most of my life.

 She opened her mouth to speak, and then closed it. Then she looked at me. I think she could tell how much this secret cost me.

“Why is admitting to me that you want this as much as I do so complicated?

Was she kidding? Admitting that I enjoyed kissing a woman could be the unraveling of the rest of my life. What could this secret do to my family? I didn’t want to know and did not intend to find out.

“Look, it was a mistake, a fluke and it will never happen again.”

Selena lifted an eyebrow.

“Maria, are you seriously saying you felt nothing?”

I was starting to get frustrated with this conversation.

“Yes, I am.” I said.

She sighed.

“You’re such a liar Maria. Yet, I get it. It took me awhile to admit that I preferred another woman in my bed rather than a man.”

I began to speak. She raised a hand to silence me.

“I completely understand. I know how you feel. I know that you feel for me the way I feel for you. It was completely obvious this afternoon in front of the girls.”

I averted my eyes. I could not admit my feelings.

“Well, it was wonderful for me. It released feelings for you I have been trying to hide for a long time.”

I turned and looked at her.

I was speechless. What feelings?  I didn’t know how to respond. I was afraid to inquire about these “feelings”. It didn’t matter. She offered them without any prodding from me.

“Haven’t you noticed?” She inquired.

When I shook my head she laughed.

“I have been infatuated with you for a while Maria. Sometimes I find myself wondering what it would be like to kiss you and make love to you.”

“Selena stop, please do not say anymore.” I stood from the table and began to pace. She stood and came over to me.

“Haven’t you wondered what it would be like to kiss me, to see what I taste like?”

Her words made me tingle all over.

She was right. Often I would imagine. I would imagine the taste of her pussy on my lips. Would it be tangy or sweet? Lately I would masturbate in the shower and imagine her making love to me.

I turned to her. We stood face to face. She took the opportunity and brought me close. She leaned down and placed her lips on mine.

We kissed.

It felt like I was meant to kiss her. She wrapped her hands around my waist and held me tight. I was lost in the moment. I had never felt so good before. Eventually kissing was not all that she wanted. She pulled back but she didn’t let me go. She slowly led me over to the kitchen table.

She motioned for me to sit. I sat in the chair and she shook her head. She motioned for me to sit on the table. I scooted onto the table and in the process my skirt glided up my legs exposing my thighs. She positioned herself between my legs. We began to kiss again. I ran my fingers through her blonde hair.

She moved bringing her lips inches away from mine.

“Maria, I want you so bad.” She breathed into me.

I found it hard to reply. But my body reacted to those words and I could sense myself getting so wet. As if by instinct, Selena slid her fingers down and found my wetness soaking through my panties.

“And you said you felt nothing.” She mocked.

She moved my panties out of the way and slowly inserted two fingers deep inside of me. I could not hold back the moan that escaped from my lips.

“Oh,” I cried out.

“I knew I could make you feel so good.” She said as she slipped her fingers in and out.

She pulled her fingers out for the last time and licked off my juices. Then she kissed me deeply.

I could taste myself. I liked it.

She moved back and pushed my skirt up higher. She slowly brought my underwear down my legs and tossed them on the nearest chair.

She situated herself between my legs again except this time she was on her knees and her lips were inches away from my pussy. She used her hands to spread my legs further apart and then she slowly pressed her tongue against my clit.

“Oh, that feels so good.”

She didn’t respond. She was too busy devouring me, licking and sucking and driving me crazy. I knew I had to be so wet, wetter than I have ever been in my life. I didn’t want her to stop. I ran my fingers through her hair as she continued to lap up my juicy cunt.

I didn’t think I could take it anymore. My orgasm was building and I was suddenly out of breath.

“Oh, please, oh.”

She could tell I was close. She inserted two fingers and slid them in and out as she continued to pay service to my dripping pussy. It didn’t take long after that. I came hard and fast rendering my legs and my whole body useless.

When the intense pleasure from my orgasm started to subside I opened my eyes and saw Selena watching me. Her skirt was hiked up and she was pleasuring herself.

She watched me.

I didn’t move. I just basked in the leftover pleasure from my throbbing clit. Eventually she came and I felt privileged to see such a beautiful creature climax. It took a while for either of us to move.

I finally climbed off the table.

“I think you should go.” I said.

The veil was coming off and I realized what I had just done. I let a woman eat my pussy on the table where my family is served breakfast.

I could hear my mother yelling at me telling me I am ruining my life.

She needed to get the hell out of here!

She didn’t protest. She stood pulling up her panties and grabbed her purse. I led her to the front door and before exiting, she turned and planted another kiss on my lips. She stepped out into the cool air and walked awkwardly to her car.

I went to close the door when I noticed a manila envelope sitting on the ground. I picked it up and closed the door. It was addressed to Michael. My first thought was why someone would just leave this outside our door.

Secondly I thought about what was inside.

I walked the envelope to Michael’s office. I sat back in Michael’s leather chair and slowly laid the contents of the envelope on the desk. There was a lot of legal paperwork from an attorney Timothy Flannigan.

As I grabbed one document, I noticed the word, DIVORCE. My breath caught in my throat. I pulled each document out and started to read. As I read, I became angrier and angrier. My world froze at that very second. The last document showed his signature. It was his copy of his petition for divorce.

I placed each document back and made my way out of the office. All of a sudden, I didn’t feel so well. I couldn’t believe this was happening. The events of the entire day came back to me and I realized I cheated on my cheating husband with a woman and he filed for divorce.

I could feel the vomit in my throat and raced to the bathroom tucked away in Michael’s home office. I spent the next 20 minutes bent over the toilet crying and vomiting. When I was done I left his office and walked upstairs into our bedroom. I climbed into bed and cried myself to sleep.