The World of Cherry by Kay Brandt Page A

garment is removed, it's casually dropped on the floor. Marina bends to pick it up and Nixie takes the forward gesture of stroking her fine ass. Marina stands quickly .“ Hey, now, I appreciate how much you, uh, you want to touch me, but whatever it is I think you have in mind isn't going to happen . ”
    “ You've said that before, too . ” Nixie isn't interested in continuing this circular conversation or talking at all. She knows sometimes the most powerful communication is silence, and refuses to say another word.
    “ Have I? The club was quite something. I don't think I can handle ever going back there again . ” Marina's hopes of keeping Nixie talking fade, falling under the spell of her deep gaze and half naked body .“ I had no idea how many women like being with other women, and being so naughty, too. I've only looked at a girlie magazine once in my life, and it was by accident. It was my brother's and I didn't know . ” Marina's voice quivers, when she feels Nixie's sensual touch on her arms, shoulders, back .“ I should probably take off my earrings, no, wait, I feel naked without jewelry . ”
    Nixie walks Marina to the bed, and surprisingly she lies down without a fight, letting Nixie remove her dress from her shoulders .“ I've heard horror stories about hotel bedspreads not being as clean as we think they are. Not that this hotel doesn't clean the bedding, but perhaps I'd feel more comfortable on the sheets ? ” Marina buys a few seconds as Nixie agrees, rolling the bedspread down, revealing warm, rich sheets and fluffy pillows. She holds the sheets up so that Marina can get underneath them, and she does. On hands and knees, Nixie is next to Marina, face over hers, hair dangling and tickling her chest. She lifts Marina's dress, and with a bit of struggle, frees her body of it. Even though she still has her white and black frilly bra and panties on, Marina crosses her arms over her body, needing the protection of overdone modesty .“ It's chilly . ”
    Nixie brings herself over Marina's body, knees against either side of her hips, hands at her shoulders .“ Maybe you should lay next to me for a while more? Until I warm up . ” Marina suggests another stall tactic as Nixie desires to elevate this encounter. Marina's pulse thunders through her veins, seeing Nixie's juicy lips come for hers. The kiss is full and unstoppable, wet tongues dancing together. Marina goes through the motions of moving her mouth with Nixie's, having no idea if kissing a woman is supposed to be different than kissing a man. Nixie breaks the contact, wanting a second try at it, the first kiss is always awkward. To insure a warmer reception, Nixie backs off, rolling over to Marina's side as she had suggested, taking her hand in hers, and caressing the palm with her glossy fingernails. Marina's nervous tension and idling simmers down, yet she still clutches the bed linens with her free hand. Nixie holds a steadfast gaze of want and need, fingers moving from Marina's palm, down her forearm and towards her shoulders. Marina surges towards and away from Nixie's touch, wanting to have more but fighting a wifely guilt. In the back of her mind she hears the prophetic echoes of a girl she hung out with in high school who was quite experimental, saying being with a girl while being committed to a boy isn't really cheating. Being with another girl is like an extension of masturbation, no different than being with yourself. Marina laughed at that notion then and still can't take it seriously. At this moment, however, she hangs on to the thought for dear life. Avery and Katherine claim having girl lovers is what keeps them happy which makes them better wives. Marina hasn't been kissed by anyone beyond her husband in over a decade and the foreign connection with female flesh is too sinful to accept. Treading over the abyss of extramarital passion she's been fighting, it takes only a few more seconds of Nixie's tender bedside manner for Marina