After the break-up, I didn't go anywhere near work for a whole week. I had always believed I was stronger than Adri, yet, when my first serious break-up came, I was knocked out by it much worse, than she was after being cheated on and dumped days before her wedding. However it was my decision, I suffered more than if I would had if Bence broke up with me. I was hurt awfully by the separation, I was hurt awfully by the knowledge I caused pain to him, and I was hurt awfully by the thought I may have made a mistake. Have I had a savegame from before the breakup, I would've loaded it, but unfortunately, reality doesn't work that way. Sure, I could've told him, I realized I made a mistake and want to get back together, but to do that, I should've been absolutely, hundred percent sure, which I wasn't. I was full of doubts, and that way, I would've only played with his feelings, which I have sworn long ago, would never do again. Especially not with somebody, who was still important to me, however not the way as I felt he should be.

Adri tired to be as supportive as possible, but she had a hard time covering up her opinion that I made a huge mistake with the breakup. After watching through three serious relationships of hers, that weren't even close to being as good, as what meant the low-point for Bence and me, I completely understood her standpoint. I had no illusions, if she got together with him, their relationship would've been permanent. For good, I mean. They would've complemented each other, just as Adri and I complemented each other in our friendship. Some part of me probably even would've been happy to see how the two of them work together, as that would've shown me, how Adri and I would've worked together.

At the time she wasn't exactly single, as she had been dating some guy for a month or so, but it wasn't serious enough even to figure some pseudonym out for the guy. It had a little acquiescence feeling on Adri's part, which was proved even more, when she laid him off without a second thought, so she could be there for me as emotional support. We both became singles within three days, but only my break up caused any emotional disturbance to either of us.

It took me a whole week to shower again, another week to smile occasionally. The only thing I still wasn't, was being sure about my decision. Despite it, it was the time to finally tell about the breakup to my parents, and needless to say, it didn't have a happy reaction. My father was simply felt sorry for us, my mother, on the other hand, was raging. Not even because of losing a son-in-law, more like because she really didn't like my answer to her question whether I would finally go for guys from that time on.

Somewhere in the third week, I started to look for new digs, and I found one in cycling distance from the base. It was cheap and small, but also clean, plus it was in a good neighborhood, and I didn't really need more. Through Adri, I scheduled a day when Bence wasn't home, so I could take my things from him without meeting. My stuff waited for me thoroughly boxed in his garage, so I didn't even have to go in his house. I trusted his honor enough to not make sure, he didn't steal anything. Even if he would've wanted some memento of our happy times, it was the least from me to let him keep it.

For the first time since our breakup, we met more than a month later at work. It was completely accidental, we ran into each other in some place neither of us goes often, but it was bound to happen sometime anyway. We talked a few words, but both felt awkward. Neither of us got themselves together yet, and we were nowhere near mature enough to know how to behave after a "good" breakup. Having decent conversations has never been the strong suit for either of us, so all we could manage to do was some small-talk, but mostly the meet just tore up some still not properly healed wounds.

It was at about two months since the breakup when I started to feel, I should get back on that proverbial horse. I wasn't necessarily looking for a new relationship, surprisingly, even less sex - I could've had Timi for that reason, but the breakup got my libido to a historical low point - I just wanted to feel good. I dragged Adri with me to a few places where both of us had the chance to get together with someone, but nothing really happened. We had good times, even Adri felt good despite she has never been the partying type, but we didn't get further than that. It quickly became clear that both of us passed the time when we were able to hook up in dancing-partying place.

Maybe that's why I didn't oppose tooth and nail when on a rainy Saturday evening Adri proposed to stay in her apartment, chat and watch some movies. Despite I arrived her place in a party-ready set-up, I actually liked her idea more, so I didn't need much convincing to change into my sweatpants, and my worn loose shirt and get lazy on the couch.

Outside the window, the elements ragingly fought to prove the well-known whimsical nature of April, which made it even cozier to hole up under the safety of a nice blanket, in the safe warmth of the room. We poured the hot chocolates down on our throats one after another, and after a time, we spiced them up a little with some whiskey, so the awful romantic movies could be bearable. It's not like we paid any kind of attention to anything on the screen, because pretty much all the possible topics we could bring up to talk about, proved to be more interesting.

Maybe we passed midnight when we got so exhausted by chat that a movie could actually keep our attention. By the way, it wasn't even bad. It was The Ugly Truth with Katherine Heigl and Gerard Butler, which happened to be quite entertaining.

However, we didn't get to its end that night. There is a scene in it, where the heroine has an orgasm in a restaurant because she loses the remote for her vibrating panty and a kid, oblivious to its purpose, starts to play with it. It's so hilarious, we laughed through the whole scene, but when we got to its end, Adri suddenly paused the movie and turned to me with a serious face.

"Do the scenes like this turn you on?"

"Beg your pardon?" I looked at her surprised. We've never talked about such things.

"When you see a female orgasm in a scene. Does that turn you on?"

"Well, that depends. When it's presented erotically, it happens. But this was simply just funny. Why do you ask?"

"I was just wondering" she paused. "You know, after you confessed me you were a lesbian, I was confident that you were also in love with me, just didn't dare to tell."

"Maybe I was" I smiled at her.

"Just maybe?"

Maybe I could've beaten around the bush, but five years after it, I didn't feel the need to lie about it.

"Okay. I fell so hard for you like I had never before for anyone in my life. But your stance was absolutely clear about it, and I respected it."

"Somewhere deep down I think I always knew" she wondered.

"What made you think about it now? We've known each other for years, and we've never talked about it."

"I don't know. Do you remember that night when we broke off our engagement with Laci?"

"Which night?"

"When we went to bed, and I cried myself asleep on your breasts."

"Yes."

"Then..." it was clear she was getting nervous "then... what would you have done, if I had kissed you?"

I looked at her surprised. She was the last woman I expected to ask such thing. We always talked about our love life, but we never went into intimate details, and she asked me not to go too far with public display of affection with girls when she was around.

"I don't know. Probably I would've stopped you. I wouldn't have wanted to take advantage of your fragile situation. What do you want with it?"

"I was so down then, and yet... that four days we spent closed in the apartment... that was the most beautiful time of my life. I had never felt so great before, and... and when I laid my head on your breasts... I secretly hoped you were gonna kiss me."

Oh, stupid me! How could I be so dumb? In a second all the events of those few days played in my head. Adri was pouring signs down on me, but I didn't realize them. I wanted to be with her so much, I overruled my senses, because I judged them unreliable. I was convinced she had been the one girl who would never do such things.

"Seriously? I wouldn't dare to hope such thing" I said with trembling voice because now I was sure where she was heading.

"It's true. I even dreamt about us. Every night those days."

My heart was racing so fast, I felt it was going to jump out my chest.

"And what about these days?" I asked shyly, even though I knew the answer well.

"These days... these days again" she lowered her eyes. "Since we spend so much time together."

"I had no idea."

"Do you... do you think about me like that sometimes?"

"Kitten, I thought about you like that more times than I care to admit."

"Then why... why didn't you ever take a step? I saw how assertive you can be with other girls. Why you've never tried it with me?"

"Because I respected your stance about it. As you talked about lesbians, I would've never thought you would be interested in other girls."

"Not other girls, just... you. I tried to watch those... lesbian porns to see, and I found it disgusting, But when I think about you... that... that is beautiful."

I looked at her, and she looked even more gorgeous than I ever saw her. She was so cute as she awkwardly tried to confess her love. I had wanted this for five long years, and now, I didn't know what to do. I felt I could devour her right there, I wanted to kiss every bit of her for being so wonderful, but I didn't want to scare her with my vehement. I had never been in such situation, and honestly, I didn't know anyone who was. My straight best friend confessed her love for me, and I set there unable to act. If I do it well, a lifelong dream of mine will be fulfilled, if I do something wrong, that will just give her one more bad experience, and with that, I might lose her for good even as my best friend.

I smiled at her.

"I could never think of anything more beautiful than being your girlfriend."

"Really? Judged by you never made a move on me, I thought... I thought I wasn't attractive enough for you."

"Adri, YOU are the most gorgeous girl in the world. Ever since I know you, I've been looking for the substitute, someone who fills the void in my heart that your absence caused."

She looked at me so lovingly sweet, that made it almost impossible to jump on her and kiss her from toe to head. In a single second, the burning love for her that took years bury shot out of its grave, and ignited me once again.

"Nobody has ever told me such beautiful thing."

"Because nobody ever loved you the way I do, Kitten."

I softly smoothed her arm, then kissed her gently. Every single part of eagerly tingled and my heart was racing as fast as a formula car on a Grand Prix. I wanted to eat Adri up fully, sense every last part of her, but I couldn't rush it. She was different than anybody the life had ever put me together before. As our lips touched, it felt like an electric spark ran through my whole body, filling it with so much life, I had never felt before. We lost in that kiss completely so much, the world around us stopped existing for minutes. I wanted to think clearly, but my mind stopped functioning because it was filled with Adri's voluptuous lips, and her mischievous tongue playing catch with mine. We hungrier and hungrier devoured each other's mouth until we could barely breathe, but we weren't able to stop even then. I had to slow down. I'm all over for spontaneous things, but I couldn't start it with Adri like that. I wanted to make it perfect. We pleased each other's lips for what felt like hours, and didn't stop until we physically weren't able to continue.

"And what now?" Adri asked shyly. "Are we gonna get naked and...?"

I smiled. Her awkwardness was incredibly adorable.

"No, Kitten. This will be our first occasion, everything must be perfect. With a romantic dinner and an amorous evening stroll, it can't be an overnight idea."

"Really?" she asked woefully. I wasn't convinced about if I was doing the smart thing either. My clit was tingling so badly, it was maddening, so I needed time to do everything with a clear head, that, at the moment I didn't have. I had a plan how to introduce Adri into the world of Sapphoian love. I had to go with small steps, no matter how much I wanted to tear all her clothes off then kiss and lick her until she tremblingly gets to the climax. I seduced straight girls before, but they didn't have this nurtured distaste for lesbians, and I had zero care about what they would think about me next morning.

"Really."

"Don't you want me?"

"I want you more than I've ever wanted anybody in my life. That's why I don't want our first occasion to be a sudden idea."

She still looked at me sadly. It was apparent she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. I kissed her once again, but this time it was only a few minutes long.

"Kitten. Let's go to sleep, and tomorrow, I'll smother you with so much love, you've never had."

Her face lightened up a little, but she clearly wanted to get through our first time right there. It would be a lie, if I said I wanted otherwise. I went through all the possible outcomes within a few seconds. We sleep together now, and she'll regret it until next day, as it was a momentary weakness on her part. We don't sleep together now, and I either hurt her with it or just inflate her expectations to an impossible level. Me, the girl who is most known for her rushed decisions wanted to act sober-minded, and that has never been my strong suit.

We had little to no sleep at the night, as dreamland avoided both of us. Despite this, I jumped out of bed so full of energy, as I just had the best sleep of my life. I had to prepare our romantic day, and during the night I had more than enough time to prepare everything properly. I asked Adri to dress up nicely, and I ran home to do the same.

I was throwing my clothes out of my closed one by one as I looked for the ideal choice. One was too girly, so I've never liked it, the other was too comfy, another was too metal, so they all were out of the question at the moment. I simply couldn't find anything I felt was proper for our date. After long pensiveness, I voted for a setup of a decent tufted blouse and an over knee length black skirt. I've never liked either, but Adri did, and I wanted to be my best form for her, not for myself. I took a purse and filled it with my toys. I rarely used them for first occasions, but something made me think Adri would need them. Plus, it's better to have it and don't use, than don't have it, when would be needed.

It was long before noon when I got back to her and rang on her bell like I didn't have a key to her apartment. She opened the door in a gorgeous set-up. Though she was displeased with her givens, for my sake she was wearing a light-blue summer dress that softly hugged her curves, underlined her shaped bottom, and intimated her rounded breasts.

"Hey" she was smiling at me with those sweet, chestnut colored eyes.

"Milady, your date has arrived" I smiled back at her. I glanced around quickly if anybody sees us, then clasped her hips, pulled close and gave her a passionate kiss. That was the last moment where I was in control of my actions. As I felt our bodies pressed against each other, and Adri's curious tongue excitedly battling against mine, I lost my head. We tumbled into the apartment, closed the door behind us, and I had no intention to execute my previous plans any longer.

My hands went exploring on Adri's beautiful curves. I gently smoothed her side then her hips and didn't stop until I reached her round bottoms.

"I thought you planned a romantic date" she looked at me mischievously.

"Everything in its time" I winked at her.

I grabbed the bottom of her dress and pulled it over her head. I was eagerly waiting to see her naked body. A second later, her goddess-like breasts appeared in front of my eyes. She wanted to undress me too, but I didn't let her yet. She had to feel what I wanted to gift her ever since the first time we've met. After I tossed her dress away, with gentle but firm moves I steered her toward the bedroom while our lips locked on each other like they've always been one.

Inside there, she instinctively laid down giving herself up completely to my will. I emerged over her on fourth and poured down my love on her glorious body. That's when I realized, that all my loves, every single sexual encounter I had in my life was just a weak reflection. There laid this divine girl under me, and I felt such love, such passion for her, I had never experienced before. I breathed gentle kisses on her neck, as my fingers wandered all over her body. Her breath was trembling as she enjoyed me devouring her sweet soft skin more and more. She even held her breath at the stronger snuffs. I was feasting on every single bit of hers for minutes, enjoying her divine reactions on every single touch.

I softly fondled her round breasts and overwhelmed her hardened nipples with kisses while my fingers danced down on her soft tummy to her thighs, and settled in there for a while. I was about to touch the entrance of heaven, and I couldn't rush that. My hand slowly slid inside her legs and caressed her thigh root until I lost my patience, and glided on her slippery moist pussy. The moment I touched it, she pushed it hard against my hand. If she had any revulsions against having her body pleased by another girl, she long lost those by now. I wanted to slowly kiss every little inch of her. I really did, but her reaction took my last bit of self-restraint away, and I found myself wildly springing at her pussy. I wanted to show her how much more sensual to make love with another woman, and yet, here I was, eating her out like a ravenous man. My tongue didn't dance with her clit for long, when I started to feel that nice trembling in her body that was a sure tell about she was gonna have an orgasm in a few seconds. Not long later her unearthly joy cry filled the room, and maybe the whole building, as her body reached the climax accompanied by wild twitches. I wanted to keep going, but she was so sensitive, she pushed my head away.

"Oh! My! God!" she was gasping as I slid up to her stroking gently her body. Her face was red as an apple, and she could barely breathe. "I've never had such intense orgasm. Is every occasion like that with you?"

"I try my best" I giggled. "But it helped that you haven't been with anybody for a while."

"I had longer dryspells, and I still have never felt this" she fondled my face.

"Then the only explanation is you fall for me just as much as I for you. Which is a lot."

"That's possible" she drew my face closer and kissed me. "Is this how my pussy tastes?" she asked after it.

"Yup. You never tasted?"

"No."

"Not even when you made your fingers wet?"

"Nope."

"And the guys? Neither of them kissed you after they ate you out?"

"No, because I always did it for them first, and after that they didn't want to kiss me."

That's when I realized how much they used her that far. I always saw men didn't treat her as she deserved, but we never talked about such deeply private things.

"And how did you like the taste?" I asked. "I mean your pussy."

"Well..."

"Not really?"

"Not really. Is that bad?"

"We'll figure it out, Kitten. It's your first time, we are in no rush."

"But... but I want to pleasure you too" she said coyly.

"There are other ways to do that too. But before that, I prepared for you with something" I told her mysteriously.

"What?" she asked interestedly.

"Just wait for a little."

I jumped out of bed and hurried to the hall, to get my strapon. God I was tingling so much, and was a little bit disappointed for my pussy not getting the desired amount of kisses, but I forced patience on myself. If I asked, she probably would've done it, but I didn't want to force her to do anything she didn't feel like doing. I couldn't hope she would overcome the thirty years of bigoted Catholic upbringing in one night.

Walking in the hall I fondled myself to ease up a little. It didn't help. I took out the strapon, and got into it. I must've looked funny, as my skirt around crotch level formed a tent, but I didn't care.

When I stepped into the room, Adri from the front at first didn't see anything, only when I lifted my skirt.

"Gosh! You really use such things?" she looked at me surprisedly.

"From time to time. I reckoned you might've missed if you didn't get it."

"I wouldn't have" she tittered "but if it's already here, we shouldn't waste it."

I rolled down my skirt and climbed on Adri. I fondled her pussy a little, to use her juices to wet the strap-on.

"Push it in me" Adri begged with wishful eyes.

I gently put its tip in her, and I tried to carefully go deeper, but either I was too eager, or she was too wet, so I slipped wholly inside. Adri cried out loud, which sounded like pain for a second, but it really wasn't. I slid in and out with slow thorough moves and admired as the pleasure filled Adri's face. I imagined more times than I care to admit how she looked when she let joy take over her body, but now she was even more gorgeous than I've ever dared to hope. After a while she looked up on me and bit her lower lip.

"Can I try something?"

"Sure, Kitten."

She hugged my hips with her legs, and turned me on my back. She did it so skillfully, that I didn't slide out of her for a second. She started riding me and making slow circles with her hips during it. She tore off my blouse first, then my bras too. She didn't have as much revulsion against my tits as against the pussy taste, as she bent forward, and began to gently caress them. How she learned that with men so great I don't know, but she did it wonderfully. She got me in near orgasm state just by using her soft lips on my nipples. Suddenly she stopped kissing me and increased her tempo of riding while her hand quickly danced on her pussy until she reached the top accompanied with repressed moans. She was still moving for a while, but she clearly felt obligated to return the favor to me, so she jumped off my strapon, and dragged it down of me. She looked into my eyes, and licked the silicone rod once before tossing it away.

"I still don't like the taste" she assessed.

"Don't care about it, Kitten. We'll have a whole life to make you like it. And if you won't be able, the world still won't collapse because of it."

"You sure?" she looked at me askingly. God, she was so adorable when looked like that.

"I'm sure. Now come, and kiss me."

But she didn't obey, instead, she went right after my pussy. Religious Catholic upbringing or not, it was clear she didn't listen much when her parents ordered her not to touch herself. She was insanely good at it.

"Do you like it this way?" she asked.

"Really. Don't stop" I moaned. I thought I would have to teach her, lead her moves, but it wasn't necessary even the least. I was completely lost in the crescendo she played on my pussy and after a time I had no idea what she was doing, I just wanted her to never stop. She laid next to me and caressed my body with hers, but her fingers stayed where they had to be. Her sweet, soft breasts pushed against mine, and her hot, blush skin felt like it was gently fondling my whole body. I gasped uncontrollably louder and louder, which was made even worse when Adri began to bite my lip. I didn't need much time to feel that familiarly wonderful buzz racing along my spine to reach my spine and end up making a sparkling firework in my lap. I felt such a strong orgasm, I didn't have in a long time, if ever.

"Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God-Oh-my-God!" I kept repeating without a stop, which made Adri chuckle.

"Have I made a believer out of you?"

"Kitten, with such skilled fingers, you can convert me to any religion you want to."

I closed my eyes and tried to regain my long lost breath. If she does it every time like this, I could live without being eaten out. I felt her moving away from me, and waggle around the bed, but at the moment I was way too weak to look up to see what she was doing. Suddenly I felt something on my pussy, and that made my curiosity overcome the fatigue, so I looked up. I saw surprised that Adri was slipped into the strapon and was adjusting the buckles on it.

"Can I?" she looked at me asking when she saw the astonishment on my face.

"Would you like to try it?" I smiled at her.

"If that's not a problem."

"It's really not" I laughed. "You can do anything you'd like to me."

After a short play, she carefully slid the toy in me, and she clearly enjoyed doing it. I had not thought she would like it, yet here she was, starting to get the feeling of it more and more with every thrust. Sure, she was clumsy at first, but what she lacked in experience, she compensated with enthusiasm. She bent over me, looked into my eyes, and joyfully chuckled with every push, which made her incredibly adorable. If a lesbian girl had acted like her, I might found that immature, but Adri... Adri was special in every single aspect. From her this sweet, adorable chuckle was the furthest possible from being a turndown, more like the most beautiful thing I could imagine.

I hugged her with my legs, to make her thrust stronger, and she didn't need much explaining, immediately did as I asked, apparently enjoying her power over me more and more by every second. As she saw me getting closer to the orgasm, she stopped chuckling and began to ogle me with those huge beautiful brown eyes of hers. When I couldn't bear it any longer, I grabbed her face, and passionately kissed her, so my joycries were muffled in her mouth. We didn't stop it until the uncontrollable jarring of my body slowed down.

She carefully slipped out of my pussy, and collapsed on the bed beside me. I turned to her, and tightly embraced her body.

"How was it?" I asked when we were more or less breathing normally again.

"This one?" she pointed at the strapon she still wore.

"Yup."

"Funny" she said with tinkling voice.

"Admit that you were enjoying it. I saw what I saw."

"Okay, it wasn't that bad" she winked. "And how did I do?"

"Great. You can't be anything but that."

"Come on! I don't have anything special about me."

"You have everything special about you. You are the most wonderful women I've ever met."

"You don't have to flatter me, Fanny, I'm yours already" she said with a smile.

"Really?"

"Really. I love you. I love you with all my heart. My only regret is it took so long for me to realize it."

I fondled her face and stared into her beautiful chestnut eyes. I know, many don't believe in such things, but I saw so deep, indestructible love in them, that for a second made me believe we would stay together forever. I dragged her closer and kissed her. Our lips welded into one for a long moment, until the sleepless night and the exhaustion from making love have had their toll and we both submerged in dreamland. We needed some rest because we knew our afternoon will consist much-much more lovemaking like this. These were the happiest moments of my life. Only one thought was keep repeating in my head before I could step over the border of reality and dream: I finally got home.