The Red Dress - Sex Stories

The Red Dress

... with him again." Laura smiled. "You are so brave, Anna. I knew when I first saw you at the Women's Institute that you were special. I have loved you so much from afar, for so long now." "Why didn't you tell me?" I asked but I already knew the answer. "How could I? I didn't know if you would be disgusted, or offended and would perhaps never talk to me again!" I smiled at her. "Well, I am glad we are together now." I closed my eyes for a moment then, opening them and looking into her eyes, said: "Will you do something for me?' "Oh yes, my love, anything. Just ask." "Will you touch me again. make me feel like I did in the bath, please?" "What, here? Now?" her eyes opened wide. "Yes," I answered, "If I am to die I want to be with you, happy and content." Laura leaned forwards and began to kiss me. I accepted her mouth willingly, eagerly and put my hand on the back of her head and pulled her lovingly to me. I could taste the salt of her tears which still flowed from her eyes. Her mouth was sweet, more so without her lipstick and her tongue entered my mouth and explored me, gently. I began to feel warm inside and my heartbeat became a little faster. Even though I had only just become close to Laura, it felt right, somehow, comfortable and warm, as if we had been meant to be together. I knew I was grieving for my husband but Laura wasn't a replacement for him. I didn't know all the answers but for the moment I was happy again. I put both my arms around her neck and pulled her ...

... closer to me and as she explored my mouth so lovingly a tear welled in my eye and began to overflow, running gently down over my temple and soaking into the bandage. Laura stopped kissing me and lifted her head and for a moment we looked into each others eyes. “Anna?” She spoke softly and I put my fingertip to her lips and very slightly moved my head from side to side. No words were needed but I said: “Don't stop.” For a moment more she sat there,motionless, just gazing at me, her eyes moving side to side as she looked first into one eye then the other and as she did I saw the tears forming until there was no more space and they ran over her eyelashes and dripped onto the sheet which was covering my bruised and lacerated body. Finally, I spoke again: “Laura, I want you to know,” my voice barely a whisper, “Whatever the future brings, you will be in my heart for ever.” “Promise?” she smiled. “With my heart,” I replied and pulled her gently back towards me until her wet, salty lips found mine and welded us together with a bond that could never be broken. Slowly, Laura began to move her hand down my damaged body, beneath the sheet, until she found the hem of my nightdress and carefully pulled it up over my belly then stroked my abdomen so gently it made my stomach churn and contract in little twitches as she moved. My headache and pain was all forgotten now as a different, wonderful, sensation began to fill me, a feeling of deep contentment and fulfillment, a feeling I had not felt ...