I spent the night on Saturday at Nicole’s place.
Surprise? Not really.
As I had stated earlier, I was planning on drinking intoxicating beverages with Nicole and her cronies that night. All night. And into the wee hours of the morning. Until we finally stumbled away from her friends place and found ourselves back at her home, under the covers, discovering each other for the first time. But with Nicole now strung up on pain meds with a possibly broken ankle the situation had suddenly changed.
It had gone from sexy fun to awkward in a matter of seconds. We had been anticipating a night of fun that easily transitioned into fun inbetween the sheets.
Two newly dating lesbians + alcohol = yeah baby!
But now that easy transition was gone. Yet, we’re still looking at each other feeling the expectation that we WOULD have sex. Awkward.
How do you start THAT conversation?
“Hey.. so… do you still wanna… you know?”
“Ok…”
*Awkward kiss*
I felt like I was a teenager all over again. Not the mature woman I am, in charge of my actions and decisions.
I closed my eyes and could feel my heart pounding a little bit. I was nervous. But not the good kind of nervous. The nervous that reminded me of an awkward former self, setting out to explore and try to understand the male body, while not really enjoying the male body, and trying to figure out this whole sex thing while not understanding why it was so hard when all of my other friends seemed to enjoy sex so much and aaaaack!!
So I did what I frequently do when I start to over think scenerios… I told myself to shut up. True story.
We had barely made it in the door and already I was over analyzing and making things more difficult than they needed to be.
And while I was busy reeming myself out for being so completely mentally unstable, I heard Nicole starting to laugh from her position on the floor.
“I can’t get my boot off!” she half cried, half laughed.
I looked down at her, seated on the floor, tugging helplessly at her black boot that had now melded with the swollen foot inside.
Suddenly I couldn’t help but laugh. I squatted down and tried to gently remove her boot, but it wasn’t budging.
It took 4 heaves before I toppled over backwards, the freed boot going over my head and landing sqaurely in the centre of her kitchen floor. And then it was all we could do to contain our giggles.
I crawled over beside her and put my head down on her shoulder while the last of her laughter died out. I didn’t entirely understand why but I suddenly felt better. The tension in the air disipated. It was as if it had never been there in the first place. As the last of her giggles came to an end, I looked up into her eyes and saw all the reasons that I cared about her so much in the first place. Sitting right next to me was this amazing woman who could take even the worst moments of her day and turn it into an adventure. She was always positive. Always upbeat. Always striving and moving for more. She was funny and kind.
And damn if she didn’t have a great body to boot!
I gently cupped her cheek with my hand and kissed her.
I heard a little moan escape the back of her throat as she kissed me back, passionately. Her hands running through my hair and over my body.
She smiled, breathless at me, “Want to come upstairs?”
Hell yes.
I helped her limp up the stairs, and then we were rolling under the covers, pulling off pieces of clothing, and discovering each other for the very first time.
I guess part of the reason I’m recording this is that I want it known that relationships are full of false starts. Of awkward moments. Not every time can be sex in a meadow under the stars while you listen to your all time favourite love songs on the radio. There are plenty of times that don’t blow your mind or leave you scrambling; trying to remember what room you left your underwear in.
But they can still be amazing, nonetheless.
I also write it because when two people get together for the first time, they carry with them an airplane full of baggage from previous relationships and passed experiences. Sometimes those brightly coloured, neatly labelled bags are incredibly difficult to overcome especially when you look inside and see what they house: intimacy issues, body issues, trust issues, etc. It’s only when you allow yourself to be comfortable with the person that you’re with that you’re able to really begin to work through and leave the baggage claim tickets behind.
As long as you had a great time that’s all that matters
it sure reads like you did 
And after playing around with her boots
Looking back years from now it will be times like this your remember.
It will also sweet of you to help “alleviate” some of Nicole’s pain in such a pleasant way
Kara XOXO
PS-Next time feel free to add in a little more “naughty” details
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Sex is better than pain meds any day of the week!!
And don’t worry, next time I’ll add in more details… last night I was a little tired and feeling a little more reflective than story telling, I guess.
BTW! Everyone, if you haven’t stopped to read Kara’s blog… Do it! Do it now!! I’m not the only one with hot dates!!!
(Have fun on Thursday!! Oh… and I totally want that girl’s outfit… HOOOT!)
Love me some Kara…she says what the rest of us are thinking!! I mean, if you know it’s a topic adsense won’t support, why not turn that dial ALL the way up!!
Naughty deets or not, tho, I’m glad you had the chance to explore with her. If those flirty texts were telling, I’m certain y’all had fun!
I love me some Kara too. *wink*
But then, I love all you guys. I promise you dirty details, BiGirl.
To be honest, we were a little tame… I guess we were getting our feet wet so the next time I’d have a killer story to tell you.
Never underestimate the hotness/sexiness of two women *tamely* exploring. Those are some of my favorite memories, the ones I think of most often.
And of course I like to read your reflective posts, too. I just like giving you a hard time.
We could give Kara a hard time, too, if that would make you feel better! She needs to post on her blog more often!
I nearly fell out of my chair when I saw TWO posts in the same MONTH from her!!
(says the girl who has yet to start TheBiGirlNextDoor blog)
I’ll cut Kara some slack… she works AND teaches dance AND has a social life.
I do none of these things.. lol.
Speaking of which,… I am still really looking forward to reading thebigirlnextdoor.com …. when is it coming to a computer screen near me?? Release date 2013? 2014?? We crave stories!!!
Lol, well thanks for wanting to hear my stories. I would LOVE to write about them.
I’d like to say this year but I can’t commit! The truth is, I’ve spent the past several months starting two blogs and I think a third would spread me too thin. My hope is that I can get into a routine with the others (one is a portfolio site to help my freelance business, the other is a personal blog for family and friends) and then I will know my way around WordPress pretty well.
I know that if I start it now, I will quickly be consumed with wanting to tell all of my past experiences and I won’t be able to focus on the other material! That’s how my mind works. I’m not proud, but at least I know myself.
We do not want you to spread yourself too thin. No one benefits when that is the case. You’ll be stressed and the quality of your work will not be the same. It’s ok. Take your time. You’ll figure out your life/work/blogging balance and then you will regail us with awesome, sexy stories… We’ll just have to survive off of the tidbits that you leave in the comments section for now.
I loved the last paragraph, and adamantly agree with it. Glad that you had a great time, too:).
Thanks Ricki! I can always count on you to love my story tellings, and my random musings.
You rock, girl.
One of these days we gotta work out a meeting.
We will. Maybe you need to take a trip to Maine? I was hoping, that the Princess could join us, too. Fall is the perfect time of year (hint).
lol. I’ve heard that fall is a gorgeous time in Maine.
And I do love my vacations!!!
Big grin!
@BiGirl……You should have found my blog years ago when I was posting 2-3 times a week. There was a lot of dirty stuff on there
The stuff I have on there now is a little tame compared to what I use to write. However when I was dating Jess she was VERY Freaky…or maybe Kinky could be a better word LOL
That was the thought behind writing a dating blog. Being able to see how each girl differs from one another.
And I’m with Heather in looking forward to reading thebigirlnextdoor.com Than we can see how dirty/naughty we can make your comments section
Kara XO
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Kara! How’d the date go?! Write me woman!!
I wish I would have been around when you were writing in the past… sounds like some awesome stuff on that blog of yours. I’ll have to go check out what is in the history of your other blog… hehehe..
Hey sexy lady
I’ll write about the date soon….just been a busy weekend so far. Soon as I have time though I’ll post something.
Unfortunately there’s not much on my other blog either since it was mainly following me & Jess’s relationship as we dated. Once we ended our (dating) relationship (we’re still obviously good friends since we live together) I erased all the old post and started the blog from scratch. I may have some older post in my email. If I do I’ll either repost a few or forward them to you.
Kara XOXO
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You’re so good to me.
Maybe one day I’ll show you some of the other ways I can be “good” to you
XO
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ONE DAY?!?!!
damn…
tease.
Well, damn … are there archives I can go back and read Kara?!?
(sorry for delay in replying, I guess I never came back to this thread after I commented)
OK, nevermind my question about archives. I just saw your post about deleting them.
*stomps off*
I only start off with teasing…..you should see what comes after that
XO