by Alex Tryst

Disclaimers: See Part 1

Feedback: Drop me a line if you’d like at alextryst@hotmail.com.

Dedications: To my wife, you are my fondest wish.

Copyright © May 1998 by Alex Tryst. All Rights Reserved.

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On Monday Melanie came into the office to do some work, but the secretary said Reagan hadn't come in yet. About an hour later, Reagan appeared with Rob. Melanie noticed Reagan's damp hair as well as Rob's but said nothing until he was gone.

"Where have you been?" Melanie asked trying not to sound jealous.

"Oh, Rob and I went to the gym to play racquetball." Reagan answered as they went into her office.

Once the door was closed, Melanie slipped an arm around Reagan's neck. "I missed you last night. Did you miss me?" she whispered.

"Actually, I did. My bed felt rather large and lonely without you in it."

Melanie smile in satisfaction. "I'm sorry my roommate interrupted us. I wish you had stayed. She left again about an hour after you did and was gone most of the night."

"Oh, I'm sure you managed. You had Sarah to hang out with."

"Yes, but I would have rather been with you. I dreamed about you last night."

"Really? What about me?"

Leaning to Reagan's ear, Melanie kissed it as she whispered in her sexiest voice, "I dreamed about you being inside of me." Reagan groaned as her own dream from the previous night flooded her mind. "Would you like that, Reagan?" she whispered.

"Oh, Melanie, you have no idea how much I would love that."

"Then come here." Melanie replied pulling her toward the couch.

"Baby, I've got court in twenty minutes."

"Then we'll have to make it fast."

"Melanie, please. As tempting as this is, let's wait. I don't want to have this time constraint. I'd like to take my time and enjoy the moment."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Melanie, I want to fulfill all your desires, and I don't think I can do that in twenty minutes. Please, give me some time."

"Will I see you tonight?"

"Sure. You want to go out to dinner?"

"No. Let's stay in, and I'll cook you dinner."

"Okay. Well, I have to go to court now."

"All right. While you're in court, think about the fact that I'm going to give you a night you'll never forget." Reagan smiled at the prospect.

That night when they got to Reagan's house, Melanie sat Reagan down in the den. "You can sit here and relax while I make us some dinner. Here, prop your feet up." she said taking Reagan's shoes off. Reagan followed her instructions, and about forty-five minutes later Melanie came back in to get her. Taking Melanie's hand, Reagan followed her back into the kitchen where a candle light dinner was waiting.

"Ah, you're so sweet."

Dinner was quiet as Reagan was feeling tired from a long day. Following dinner Melanie escorted Reagan upstairs to the master bathroom. Melanie began a bubble bath before taking her clothes off. Then once she was naked, she came to Reagan. They kissed a bit as Melanie worked Reagan's clothes off her body as well before both of them slipped into the warm water and relaxed. Resting her head back on Melanie's chest, Reagan mumbled, "I could definitely get used to this."

"So could I. I like taking care of you." Melanie replied gently beginning to bathe Reagan's body. Reagan moaned with pleasure closing her eyes. They stayed in the tub long after the bubbles had disappeared, but finally Melanie stepped out. Reagan watched her dry off before Melanie motioned for Reagan to come to her. Reagan slowly rose and stepped to her. Melanie dried Reagan off before pulling her into the bedroom and laying her on the bed. Melanie began to gently massage Reagan's back. Reagan was in ecstacy.

Sleepily she closed her eyes before mumbling, "I love you, Melanie."

Melanie smiled widely knowing she had finally gotten what she wanted. "I love you too, Reagan." Melanie responded kissing Reagan's bare shoulder sweetly. A few minutes later Melanie heard Reagan breathing deeply. Realizing Reagan had fallen asleep, Melanie just smiled. Although she wanted to make love instead, she felt content knowing she'd given Reagan a wonderful, relaxing evening. Pulling the covers over them, Melanie just watched Reagan sleep for awhile until she finally drifted off too.

Over the next few days they didn't see each other, but Melanie convinced Reagan to take her down to the Holocaust Museum that Saturday afternoon even though Reagan had plans with Rob that night. After touring the museum, they walk around downtown for a bit. Reagan found herself taking the same walk with Melanie that she had taken with Rob last winter.

When they came to the cherry trees by the Tidal Basin, Reagan's stride slowed eventually coming to a stop at the tree where she and Rob had kissed. Melanie could tell Reagan was deep in thought. Melanie picked a blossom off the tree and lovingly placed it on the lapel of Reagan's jacket. "What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, nothing. Nothing important anyway." Reagan mumbled turning toward Melanie who gently held the lapels of Reagan's jacket in either hand. Reagan looked at Melanie fondly. It amazed her how much Melanie adored her.

"I love you." Melanie stated, gently tugging on Reagan's jacket. Reagan returned Melanie's smile but didn't respond at first making Melanie uneasy. "Reagan, why do you have difficulty expressing your feelings?"

"I don't have difficulty with it." Reagan lied.

"Yes, you do. Why won't you just tell me you love me like you did the other night?"

"The other night?" Reagan inquired, not remembering.

"You don't remember?" Melanie's voice was lined with disappointment as her face plainly showed her hurt.

"Oh, I remember." Reagan fumbled.

"Don't lie to me. You don't do it well. You don't remember it, do you?"

Reagan lowered her head. "No. I don't remember saying it, but that doesn't mean I don't feel that way."

"Then say it." desperately Melanie pleaded, but when Reagan fell silent again, she pulled away with tears and began to walk away.

"Melanie, where are you going?" asked Reagan following. She took hold of Melanie's arm, but Melanie yanked away.

"I'm going home, Reagan!"

"Melanie, please. Don't walk away."

Melanie continued to walk though, so Reagan grabbed her arm again, turning her around. Melanie was crying as she pleaded, "Please, let me go, Reagan. Just let me go."

"At least let me give you a ride home. It's such a long ride on the Metro." Melanie nodded in response.

It was a painfully long, silent ride back to American University. Reagan knew she could make things right by saying three words, but she just couldn't bring herself to do it. She still wasn't sure what she was feeling, so she opted to stay quiet.

That evening when Reagan went out with Rob, she was quiet and pensive. "Are you upset about something, Reagan?"

"Oh, just thinking about Melanie. We're not getting along so well right now. There's a lot of tension between us."

"Cause she's in love with you. Well, how about I help you forget about her for awhile?" he suggested bringing her into a hug.

He kissed her cheek lightly and then their lips met. Feeling his mouth on hers, Reagan realized that his kiss didn't do anything emotional for her as Melanie's did. Reagan broke away whispering, "I can't do this, Rob."

"Why not? What's wrong?"

Reagan was holding back tears. "It's all so confusing to me."

"What is?"

"Rob, I think I'm in love with Melanie." Reagan blurted out, not being able to keep it to herself any longer.

Rob's eyes shot open in surprise. "No way. You're just confusing your business relationship with her."

"No. I really think I am."

"How do you know?" he inquired.

"Her touch sets my body into a frenzy. My heart starts pounding, and I can hardly breath. And when I kiss her..."

"You've kissed her?" Rob inquired with interest.

Nodding Reagan continued, "Her kiss touches me in a way I've never known."

"Well, sounds like you're at least in lust, if not love, to me. So, have you, you know?"

"No. We haven't had sex. I can't. It's not fair to either of us. She says she's in love with me, so I don't want to go to bed with her if I'm unsure of how I feel. That's not fair to her. I can't seem to get that point across to her, though."

"Man, I wish I had a woman begging me for sex." Rob stated in disbelief. After a moment he recovered enough to give her a one-armed squeeze. "Don't worry too much about it, Reagan. If Melanie will make you happy, then that's what matters. You need someone, someone that I could never be even as hard as I tried. I only wish her the best, because you are a handful." he teased making her laugh for the first time that day.

The following day Reagan decided to go see Melanie at school and try to make amends. When Melanie answered her door, she looked extremely tired. Reagan smiled leaning against the door jam keeping her hands behind her back. "Hello. Sorry to come over without calling first, but I had to see you. I hardly slept last night, because I was thinking about yesterday."

"Do you have something behind your back?" Melanie asked.

"Yeah. If you let me in, I'll show you what it is."

Melanie let her in before Reagan pulled a red rose from behind her back. "What's this for?" Melanie asked.

"It's my way of apologizing for yesterday. Melanie, I am sorry for hurting you. That wasn't my intention. I've just never felt this way in my life, and I have a hard time with new things." Melanie took the flower out of Reagan's hand and smelled it. "Melanie," Reagan began embracing her. "I love you. After last night I know it's true, and it scares me to death. I've never been in love before, but I do love you." Melanie smiled as her eyes glistened. "Why are you crying now?" Reagan whispered wiping some of Melanie's tears off her cheek with her thumb.

"Oh, Reagan, I love you too."

Reagan held her for several minutes. "Well, what do you want to do now?" she asked.

Melanie shrugged her shoulders answering, "Enjoy each other's company like we've been doing, or..."

"Or?" Reagan prompted in interest.

Giving Reagan a shy smile that made her seem younger than she truly was, she suggested softly, "Consummate our relationship." Melanie's hands ran up the front of Reagan's body to massage her upper chest as she felt Reagan's breathing quicken. Melanie leaned in and began to kiss up Reagan's neck to her ear before seductively whispering, "Do you want me, Reagan?"

Reagan moaned. "I do, but I can't do it, not here anyway. If we're going to do this, I want to do it right, not in a dorm room. Let me take you somewhere."

"Okay. Where?"

"I don't know, but I'll think of something." Reagan pulled away thinking that she had successfully delayed Melanie again. "Well, I should go. I don't want to take up your whole day."

"Are you crazy? Do you think I'm just going to let you walk out of here after you tell me that you love me? You're stuck with me now, at least for the rest of the day."

"Well come on then. Let's go home. I've got work to do. I've got to mow the grass."

Chapter Six

A few days Reagan and Rob were playing racquetball again when he asked, "So, what's going on with Melanie? You been to bed with her yet?"

"No! That's none of your business anyway!"

"Hey, sorry. I didn't realize it was a sensitive subject. I just figured that with the way she wanted you, you would've given in by now."

"Look, she keeps trying to seduce me, but I'm just not ready for it. I've never been to bed with someone I was in love with. Plus the fact that she is after all, a woman, I wouldn't know what to do. How would I please her?"

"Well, I'll tell you how." Rob offered with a smirk.

"Do I really want your advice?" hesitantly Reagan asked.

"Look, Reagan. I could stand here and tell you that going down on her will solve everything, but that's the smart ass answer." Reagan stood straighter when he said that. "There are several ways actually to handle this. First of all, being a woman you should know what you like done to you. For the most part, it will be a variation of what you like, but the points of stimulation are the same. Of course, if you're brave enough, you could always ask her, but more than likely you should just follow her lead if you're unsure. She'll let you know what she likes. You just have to be able to read the signs."

Reagan sighed in discontent. "That's too complicated. Why are women so complex?"

Rob laughed as he said, "I've been asking myself the same question for years."

Reagan laughed before settling into nervousness as she said, "I want to ask you something. I never thought I'd ask this question, but I guess I need to know. What's it like to engage in oral sex with a woman?"

"You know the answer to that. You are a woman. I never met a woman that didn't love it. Chances are Melanie will too."

"I mean what's it like to perform it, not receive it."

"Oh, well, it depends on the woman. It's never been one of my favorite things, but if it helps my chances, I'll do it."

Reagan sat on the edge of her bed and looked up into Melanie's dark eyes. Slowly Melanie pulled the short, silk, maroon negligee over her head leaving her naked and looking down at Reagan for approval. Reagan's eyes trailed down Melanie's body to her bare abdomen. Reagan leaned to it kissing it lightly. Melanie's skin was so soft. Reagan moaned feeling Melanie's hands in her hair cradling her head. Reagan softly kissed down toward Melanie's heat causing Melanie to cry softly.

Suddenly Reagan felt a wet nose against her face causing her eyes to open. "Oh, J.R." she mumbled sleepily. Turning over she looked at the clock which read 4:30am, so she groaned closing her eyes, desperately wanting more.

A week had gone by without them seeing each other due to conflicting schedules, but they had planned for a Sunday afternoon together. When Reagan came to Melanie's dorm room, Melanie was anxiously waiting. Melanie pulled Reagan into her room embracing her closely. "I've missed you so much." she whispered kissing Reagan's neck.

"I've missed you as well, sweetheart." Reagan answered.

Melanie smiled. "Really?"

"So much that I've been dreaming about you."

"What about me? Tell me." Melanie asked.

Reagan smiled slightly before seductively saying, "I'd rather show you."

Melanie gave an excited grin as she nodded in consent. Reagan pushed Melanie up against the wall as their mouths met. Reagan's hands worked open the buttons of Melanie's shirt, one she'd borrowed and never returned. Melanie allowed Regan's hands and mouth to explore her as she stood enjoying the sensations. As they continued to kiss, Melanie was becoming aroused. She began thrusting her hips brushing Reagan between the thighs. Reagan unbuttoned and unzipped Melanie's ragged, tattered, jean shorts. Slipping her hand into them, Reagan was greeted by flooding anticipation. Melanie groaned gripping Reagan's shoulder. Regan could feel how wet Melanie was and was fascinated at the effect she had on this woman. Regan explored the wetness for a few more minutes before withdrawing. Reagan was amazed that she herself was becoming hot as she inhaled slowly to calm her labored breathing. "The rest I'll save for later." she mumbled kissing Melanie's ear. Melanie groaned wanting more, but Reagan pulled away saying, "Come on. J.R. is in the car."

Reagan took Melanie's hand as they walked down to the Jeep. It was a beautiful spring afternoon, so they wanted to spend it outside walking around Old Town Alexandria. People seemed to be out in mass, but they found the waterfront trail a bit more quiet. They walked closely together in silence for awhile before Melanie suggested they rest on the next bench they passed. The next bench they approached was empty and shaded, so they sat.

Reagan watched J.R. wander over to the water's edge. Her demeanor was reserved and somber as she just observed J.R. cautiously step into the water and lower his head to drink.

"What are you thinking about?" Melanie inquired touching Reagan's shoulder.

"Oh, I was just pondering what was going to happen when you graduate. It's almost April, so it's only about a month and a half away. Have you thought about what you want to do with your life?"

Melanie looked out over the water, her mood now matching Reagan's. "I'm not really sure. Sarah and I have talked about getting a place together in DuPont Circle, but as far as a job, I'm not sure. I'd really like to dance."

"So you are going to stick around this area?" inquired Reagan with hopefulness.

Melanie nodded. "I'm not ready to settle down into a career or anything. I want a job that pays the bills but leaves time to enjoy life as well."

Regan nodded in understanding. "Do your parents know about you?" asked Reagan hesitantly shifting the subject.

Melanie nodded again saying, "They know, but I really don't think they've dealt with it. You'll get to meet them at graduation. That'll be the first time they've seen me with someone."

"Oh boy." Reagan mumbled already feeling tense.

"It'll be fine." Melanie assured her taking her hand. "What about your parents? I guess they don't know about you."

Reagan stood and walked to the water mumbling, "Let's not talk about my parents."

"Why not?" Melanie asked following her.

"Look, Melanie, they'll never know about me, because they were killed in a car accident about a year ago." Reagan's eyes began to glisten, but she held her tears by taking a deep breath.

Melanie slid her arms around Reagan's waist whispering, "I'm sorry."

Reagan took several slow breaths before answering, "It's okay. I'm fine." Their eyes met, and Melanie smiled sweetly before leaning up to give Reagan a kiss.

Continued in Part 5

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