Chapter 10 - Exploit

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"It's a possibility we should consider," Miana said. "Both in regards to your judgment... and the other part, too."

"Shit," Sandra breathed, a light flush coming to her cheeks as her cheeky smile wavered just a little. "Miana, this is... after our date last night, I told myself I wouldn't rush this. That I'd give things time to..." she moved in close to Miana, the warmth of her heaving breaths caressing Miana's face. "But I can't. Being around you like this, seeing you looking so... so fucking hot. I can't wait anymore."

"You don't have to," Miana said, reaching up a hand to rest against Sandra's cheek. "I'm here, tonight. For you."

"I know, but... I just want this to go right," Sandra said. She gave Miana a bashful smile. "I mean, as right as it can go, this being my... you know, first time with a woman."

"Hey, you asked me before about 'the juicy stuff?'" Miana said. "Well, here's one for free. I've never been with a woman, either."

Sandra's jaw hung wide open for a moment. "You... you're joking with me, right?"

"You don't believe me?"

"It's just... back behind the bar, you seemed so confident. The way you kissed me was just so forceful. I never would have guessed that I was your... that you'd never..."

"Well, it's true," Miana said. "Guess you just brought something out in me."

"Wow," Sandra said. "So, the first time for both of us. Don't know if I feel less pressure now... or a whole lot more."

"No pressure," Miana assured her. "The two of us are just fumbling through this, Sandra. Don't worry about whether or not it's going to be good or bad. Let's just go back there and do what comes natural."

"'Natural,'" Sandra said with a scoff. "Don't let my parents hear you say that. What we're doing is just about as unnatural as-"

Miana cut her off with a hard kiss. Sandra returned it with a fervent passion. Her hand found one of the breasts she had been staring at all night, and Miana gasped into her mouth as she felt Sandra's stroking fingers.

"Shut the fuck up about your family," Miana softly whispered after the two of them had parted. "They don't matter tonight. Nothing matters except the two of us."

Sandra nodded, breaths coming in quick, heated gasps. "I want you. God, Miana, I've wanted you for so long."

"You have me," Miana said, taking Sandra by the hand and pulling her up to her feet. "For the rest of the night, you have me all to yourself."

She shot one last defiant glance at her phone on the table, before following alongside Sandra to the bedroom.

* * *

And just like her first date with a woman, her first time in bed with a woman was... better than expected.

Oh, it was definitely awkward. Once their clothes had hit the floor and they were down between the covers, there was a lot of stiff shifting of body parts and whispers of "not there" and "ow, you're on my hair." But after a while, the two of them came to a mutual, silent agreement to just stop giving a shit. Several times they shared incredulous smiles with each other, as if the entire process of making love was the funniest thing in the world to them. It wasn't exactly sexy, but it was... comfortable.

And despite resigning herself to going to sleep unfulfilled, in the end Sandra ended up being a fairly talented neophyte. The cries that Miana let out before they finally huddled together under the sheets were entirely unfeigned.

After it was all over, the two of them lying together under the sweat-soaked sheets, Miana took a moment to enjoy the stillness of the evening. The only sound she heard was the faint din of traffic outside of cars outside Sandra's apartment window, and the softness of Sandra's quiet breathing next to her.

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