TITLE    : Stolen Moments Ch. 02
STORYID  : stolen-moments-ch-02-1
SUMMARY  : Nicole and Cynthia enjoy their Olivia vacation.
AUTHOR   : JayCuck@lit
DATE     : 2014-04-13
CATEGORY : lesbian-sex-stories
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |lesbians|bisexual|hotwife|


<i>Hi Folks.  Thank you for checking out this story. 



Cynthia and Nicole (Cyn and Nikki) wouldn't quit bugging me, until I wrote their story down. 



Cyn, Nikki and I sincerely hope you enjoy it.</i>







Nicole held up a hand and silenced Cynthia. 



"Just so I'm clear. You brought me to a resort, for an entire week, where the only guests are women. Lesbians. You knew ahead of time and you didn't tell me."



Cynthia's heart started beating faster and raw, fear surged through her. 



She responded quietly. "Yes."



"I'm bi-sexual and you specifically brought me to this resort, at this time. The only resort where there are no men. None."



"Yes. Nikki--."



Nicole held up her hand again.



Cynthia fell silent, her eyes grew misty. She watched the woman she loved desperately, survey the lobby again. 



Finally, Nicole turned back to her.



"The only resort where I can do this." 



Nicole reached up, put her arms around Cynthia's neck. She looked deeply into Cynthia's eyes, before kissing her girlfriend, softly, slowly and sensuously. Nicole pressed her body firmly up against Cynthia's and their kiss grew more passionate. She didn't allow Cynthia to pull back. She kept kissing her and holding her tightly, until a soft round of applause finally broke them apart.



"Get a room!" "Woo Hoo." "You go girls." The other guests replied as they clapped. 



Cynthia blushed a deep scarlet, but Nicole turned, took a bow and blew kisses to the crow. She was a hit.



"Y'all stay away from my girlfriend!" She said loudly and took Cynthia's hand. "She's spoken for."



"Let's go." Cynthia hissed and pulled Nicole away from the crowd. She stopped when they left the lobby and faced Nicole. "Are you really ok with this, or are you just faking it." She asked quietly. 



Nicole saw naked vulnerability in her girlfriend's eyes. Cynthia took a big chance on this vacation and it could have easily blown up in her face. More than anything, Cynthia needed reassurance. Fortunately for Nicole, reassurance and the truth were occupying the same space at the moment. 



"Cyn, I love that you brought me here." She reached up and caressed her cheek. "It's perfect. We can be out and proud about our relationship and our feelings for each other. Finally, we've come to a place where we can be affectionate with each other, without all the bullshit. All of our normal worries and pressures don't exist here, not for this week."



"Whew. I was really worried there for a minute. I mean I thought you'd love it, but I didn't know for sure." She ran her hands through her hair, tucking it behind an ear. 



"I do have a question though." Nicole asked. "Is it ok to be bi-sexual or married to a man? Or should I keep that to myself?"



"Nikki. Just be yourself. You have nothing to apologize for and I'm sure you're not the only bi-sexual woman here." She smiled. "If anyone gives you a hard time, we'll just kick their asses."



Nicole hugged Cynthia and giggled. "Stop. You're making me hot!"



The two lovers collapsed against each other again, laughing and letting the stress bleed from their bodies. They strolled around the resort, learning where everything was located. The personnel from Olivia were amazing. They were so nice, friendly and knowledgeable. They were a joy to meet and they went out of their way to make sure the guests had everything they needed.  



Their tour ended at the beach. Nicole and Cynthia walked together out on the beach. They plopped right down on the warm sand, just beyond the water line, and enjoyed the crystal clear blue water before them. 



"Isn't this beautiful?" Nicole asked breathlessly. 



"Yes. Almost as beautiful as the woman sitting next to me."



Nicole rolled her eyes. "Awwww. Stop it, some more!" 



"I'm serious Nikki." Cynthia leaned over and kissed her cheek. "I think you're beautiful."



"Thank you Cyn. I need to hear that occasionally." Nicole ran her fingers over the sand. "I worry that I'm not enough for you sometimes." 



"What?"



"C'mon Cyn, look at it from my perspective. I'm four years older than you are. I have two kids and a husband, so I'm not exactly single. I have to watch every single thing I eat or I'll blow up like a balloon." She motioned to her hips. "Cellulite city over here. I'm almost certain I sprout a new wrinkle about once a week."



"Whereas you." Nicole waved a hand at Cynthia. "Are model perfect. You have an amazing body, curves that won't stop and any hair color looks amazing on you. You're blue eyes are simply gorgeous." She smiled at Cynthia and she smiled back. "Dimples. You have cute dimples and the most amazingly kissable lips, on the planet. If that's not enough, you're a former cheerleader for the Dallas Cowboys."



Nicole snorted. "Yea. I'm a little insecure at times."



"Nikki, stop it. You have no reason to be insecure." Cynthia lay back on the sand and pulled Nicole on top of her. "We can sit her and list all of our insecurities, all of our doubts, all of our relationship challenges and all the things we love about each other."



"Or."



"Or we can accept that we're great together. We're here at a beautiful resort and we have an entire week all to ourselves. No jobs, no kids, no husbands or ex-husbands." She paused. "Just the two of us."



Nicole smiled and kissed Cynthia softly, her hands held her cheeks gently and she enjoyed the simple pleasure of lying on a beautiful beach with her lover. 



"Wow." A sarcastic voice crashed over them. "You two don't stop kissing do you?" 



Nicole rolled off Cynthia and they both laughed nervously. Embarrassed, but happy. Cynthia took the lead. "Well, can you blame me? She's gorgeous."



The couple was young, maybe mid-20's and one had long, straight black hair, while the other had a short, black hair and sported dark-rimmed glasses. The girl in glasses, had a short, almost boyish haircut and she was tall and thin. The shorter one, with long hair was curvy, similar to Nicole. They were both wearing bikinis and they had lots of colorful tattoos.



"Hi. I'm Piper." The smaller one said and held out her hand. "This is my fiancé, Jennifer."



Cynthia shook her hand. "Hi. Cynthia and this is my girlfriend Nicole."



"Nice to meet you too." Jennifer said. "Mind if we share the beach with you?"



"Not at all." Nicole replied with a smile. "Just be prepared, because we're going to hold hands, ok?"



Piper and Jennifer laughed loudly and Piper responded. "I think we can handle that, you go right ahead." The both sat down. Jennifer sat behind Piper and put her arms around her. They looked comfortable together, as if they'd been together a long time. 



"Where are you two from?" Cynthia asked. 



"San Francisco. How about you two?"



"Austin. San Antonio." They responded. 



"Ahh. First time at an Olivia function?" Jennifer asked. 



"Yep." Cynthia replied with a smile. "She tricked me." Nicole replied and pointed at Cynthia. 



"Tricked you? How?" Piper asked.



"She invited me to go on vacation with her, but she didn't tell me we'd be coming to an Olivia resort." Nicole laughed. "I couldn't understand why there were so many women everywhere." Cynthia, Piper and Jennifer busted up laughing. "Finally, she let me know about Olivia. That's when you saw us kissing. I was thanking her for bringing me."



"Awww. That's cute." Piper replied. 



"Is this your first trip with Olivia?" Nicole asked. 



"No." Piper responded. "We went on an Olivia cruise last year. It was fun, but we're not cruise people." Jennifer jumped in. "It's a little regimented and we got tired of being on ship. So we decided to give the resort a try." Piper nodded and took over. "I think we're going to like it. The beach is amazing, that's for sure."



"I know right." Nicole replied. "Although we should have worn our suits, Cyn." 



"Well, we have plenty of time to lay on the beach in our suits." She smiled at Nicole. "I get to put your sunscreen on though." 



"Hey. Vice Versa baby!" Nicole teased. 



Piper and Jennifer were smiling at the back and forth between Nicole and Cynthia. Jennifer ran her hands through Piper's long black hair and started to braid it. Piper closed her eyes, enjoying Jennifer's fingers running through her hair. Jennifer looked over. 



"Have you two been together long?"



"We're coming up on a year together." Cynthia replied and kissed the back of Nicole's hand. "How about you two?"



"We've been together for almost 5 years. We met as freshman in college." Piper responded and Jennifer nodded along as she focused on Piper's braid. Jennifer winked at Nicole and Cynthia, before she added. "Piper got me drunk and seduced me." 



"Jennifer." Piper admonished her and slapped her leg. "That's not true. Ok, it's not 100% true. We were drinking and Jennifer was drunk, but the seduction was mutual." She looked back over her shoulder. "Right?"



"Right baby." Jennifer said flatly. "Whatever you say."



Nicole glanced at Cynthia. "Wow. You two sound like you've been married for years." 



Jennifer leaned forward and kissed Piper's cheek. Piper smiled widely. "We finally set a date." She said excitedly. "We're getting married in August. I can't wait." 



Nicole and Cynthia clapped for them. "Congratulations."



"Thank you."



A comfortable silence descended on the two couples and they watched the ocean for a while. The waves were small, gentle and rolled into the sand softly. The hypnotic sound of the ocean took over for a while and they all enjoyed the peace and solitude. Nicole leaned on Cynthia and a few seconds later, she felt Cynthia's arm settle comfortably on her shoulder. 



<i>This feels right, </i>Nicole thought. Nick's face flashed through her mind and she closed her eyes for a moment. <i>I love my husband. I do. I can't help my attraction to Cynthia though and I'm not sure how to separate the two of them. Do I need to separate them?</i>



"Are you hungry?" Cynthia whispered. Nicole didn't respond, she just nodded and pressed herself against her lover. They sat for a few more minutes, neither one of them wanted this feeling to end, but eventually Cynthia squeezed her shoulder. "C'mon baby. Let's get some food in you."



"It was nice to you two. Congratulations on your marriage and hopefully we'll see you around the resort." Nicole said as she stood and brushed the sand from her butt. 



"You too. Have a nice night." Jennifer responded and Piper smiled. 



Cynthia and Nicole held hands as they walked back to the resort.  Nicole looked over and then down at their hands. "I just want to warn you now Cyn." She paused. "I'm going to be really affectionate with you this week. I'm not letting go of your hand and you can expect lots of kisses and hugs."



"Promise?" 



Nicole smiled shyly at Cynthia. "Cyn, can we order room service?" She asked. "I want to stay in with you tonight."



Cynthia squeezed Nicole's hand gently and nodded. "I like that idea."











Sunlight streamed in through the windows. Nicole rolled over and ran a hand over her face. She stretched, yawned and sighed contentedly in the huge king bed she shared with Cynthia. Carefully, she moved into a sitting position and let her mind drift over the previous day and the night. Especially the night. 



<i>Last night was so amazing.   </i>



Cynthia was relentless with Nicole. She took control as soon as they got back into their room. Nicole stripped slowly for Cynthia, at her direction. Her clothes fell slowly, piece by piece, to the floor. Finally Nicole stood naked before her lover. She was wet, ready and hungry for Cynthia's attention. 



"Undress me." Cynthia directed Nicole. 



A naughty, flirty smile crossed Nicole's face. <i>I love undressing Cynthia. I'd do it every day, if she let me.</i>



It took longer to undress Cynthia. Nicole took her time, caressing her skin and kissing her generously, every time a new section of her body was revealed. Cynthia was quivering when Nicole finally slid her panties down her legs. Nicole didn't stand, she kneeled in front of Cynthia, looking up at her lover. Waiting. 



Cynthia smiled at her beautiful, Latin girlfriend and she motioned to the bed. "Lay back on the bed. I'll be back in a second."



Goosebumps broke out over Nicole's skin, as she slid back onto the bed. She let her head fall back onto a pillow and flipped her hair over the pillow. She hoped she looked sexy. Nicole desperately wanted Cynthia to enjoy the sight of her naked on the bed. Nicole ran her hands over her body, over her pubis and over her legs. 



<i>Good. Skin is still really smooth. Glad I shaved! </i>



It was an irreverent thought, but Nicole had a practical side to her. She didn't want stubble, getting in the way of her sex with Cynthia. 



Cynthia walked back into the room, a big smile on her face. Nicole noticed that one hand was behind her back and she cocked an eyebrow at her girlfriend. 



"Hmmmmm. What do you have? She asked lightly. 



"You'll see." Cynthia stepped over to her. "Close your eyes, baby."



Nicole looked at Cynthia for a moment longer, before she closed her eyes. A second later, she felt a soft fabric lay across her eyes. Her breath caught. Her heart rate spiked.  



Cynthia sensed her nervousness. "Shhhhh.  It's ok Nicole. You're safe. Please trust me."



Nicole took a breath. "I trust you Cyn."



"Thank you." Cynthia whispered. "Now keep your hands on the bed." 



Nicole took a deep, steadying breath and tried to relax. Cynthia's hands caressed her body, flowing over her skin lightly. Her hands were warm, soft and they felt amazing. Nicole felt a slight pressure on the insides of her thighs and she spread her legs slowly.  She was wet, ready and nervous. 



"Aahhh." Nicole moaned unexpectedly. 



Lips. Cynthia's lips covered her nipple and her tongue circled Nicole's nipple. Nicole moaned again as Cynthia nibbled on her nipple. First one and then the other. Gently, but insistently, Cynthia caressed, kissed and nibbled on her breasts and nipples. 



Nicole arched her back, pressing herself against Cynthia. Her legs spread further, unconsciously trying to get Cynthia to move lower. Move between her legs. 



Barely a second later, Cynthia's hand moved over Nicole's pubic mound and her fingers slid along Nicole's pussy. Lightly, barely touching her lips. Then it disappeared. 



A frustrated groan burst from Nicole. "Please." She whispered.  



Cynthia's lips covered Nicole's and she pushed her tongue inside Nicole's mouth. Their lips were the only thing touching between the two naked women. Just their lips and tongues. The sensation was overwhelming for Nicole and it felt as though she was mentally and emotionally joined with Cynthia. The feeling was beyond physical and beyond sexual. Their souls joined and melded together. 



An orgasm shook Nicole. She moaned into Cynthia's mouth and broke their kiss, long enough to gasp out loud. Pleasure radiated through her and her chest heaved. An orgasm. It was the first time ever that Nicole came without direct stimulation. Cynthia's hands resumed their light caress of her body and Nicole assumed she was giving her a chance to recover. 



"I love you." Cynthia whispered in Nicole's ears. 



Before Nicole could respond, Cynthia's mouth covered hers again. Her hand slid down and caressed her lips. Her fingers slid inside her briefly, gently caressing her and finding her g-spot easily. Nicole's back arched again. Cynthia's touch was electric and she was amazing at drawing pleasure out of Nicole. 



Cynthia's fingers disappeared. Nicole settled back on the mattress, breathing heavily, and wondering what her lover had in store for her next. The bed moved. Nicole could tell Cynthia was moving down towards her waist. Instinctively, she started to close her legs, but Cynthia's hands stopped her. 



"Shh. It's ok baby. Just relax."



A second later, Nicole felt a cock massage her pussy, slowly, up and down. 



<i>There's a man in here? </i>Nicole thought suddenly. Just as quickly, she dismissed that thought. <i>There isn't a man at the resort dummy.</i>



Cynthia brought a toy! Nicole relaxed and spread her legs. The idea of getting penetrated, fucked, by her girlfriend was hugely erotic. Cynthia ran the dildo (Nicole thought it was a dildo) along her pussy, getting it wet and teasing her girlfriend. Nicole groaned again in frustration and she heard Cynthia laugh softly. 



A second later, Cynthia pushed completely inside Nicole. She held it inside Nicole, letting her adjust, before she withdrew it slowly. The toy was good-sized, not huge, but not small either. 



Perfect. 



Nicole wasn't a size queen and the toy felt amazing. The fact that her girlfriend was making love to her and just told her that she loved her, made everything perfect. The emotional connection between them was powerful and beautiful.



Cynthia moved the toy in and out of Nicole. She alternated between shallow, quick strokes and deeper, more penetrating thrusts. Nicole experienced orgasm, after orgasm and finally begged Cynthia to stop. She couldn't continue any further, without being sore tomorrow. She didn't want to be sore. She wanted to be ready the next time Cynthia wanted to have sex. 



<i>Besides, four orgasms is more than enough. </i>



The blindfold came off and the first thing Nicole saw was Cynthia's smile. Her beautiful smile. Complete with dimples, impossibly straight, white teeth and beautiful blue eyes. Nicole threw her arms around Cynthia and pulled her down, on top of Nicole. Her body was warm, firm and her silky skin felt delicious against Nicole. 



"My turn!" Nicole said excitedly. "Tell me what you want. I'll do anything. Seriously, Cyn. I'll do anything for you."



Cynthia kissed her softly. Their eyes met. "You know what I want." She said softly. Cynthia guided Nicole's head between her legs.



<i>Yes! </i>Nicole thought happily. 



Cynthia had to beg Nicole to stop. 















Nicole looked over at Cynthia, still sleeping peacefully. <i>I'm falling in love with her. If I wasn't already, I am now. I know it. I can feel it. Nicole buried her face in her hands. What does that mean? Am I a lesbian now? How can I love Cyn and still be married to Nick. I love Nick. Even if I left Nick, I still like men. Ugh! I'm failing at being a lesbian!</i>



Nicole slid out of bed, enjoying the freedom to walk around naked, and stepped into the restroom. A few minutes later, she walked into the living room. Nicole decided to put on panties and a tank top. Their suite separated the bedroom from the living room. It was an oceanfront suite, so the calming, beautiful sound of the ocean filled their room, when Nicole slide the glass door open. Nicole reached back to grab her phone, before she stepped out on the patio.



The beach was lightly populated. Nicole took a seat, then dialed her husband. She wanted to let him know everything was going ok.



<i>Ok? Things are freakin' awesome!</i>



Voicemail. 



"Hey honey. How's it going in Vegas? Things are great here. The resort is amazing and the water is so blue, it's hard to describe. Thank you so much for letting me come on this vacation. I know you had reservations, but I'm really happy you said ok. It means so much to me and it means a lot to Cynthia as well.  You're the best." She paused. "Listen, I have some good news, well sort of good news. You don't have to worry about me meeting cute guys down here. There are none. I'm serious. The resort was taken over by lesbians and there isn't a man in sight, not even the staff. Cynthia surprised me when we got here. I thought you'd get a kick out that little piece of information. Don't worry. You have nothing to worry about, I'm not planning on becoming a lesbian. I like men too much. Anyway. We're going to be super busy and I won't always have my phone with me. I'm going to plan on calling or texting you each morning, ok. You do the same and maybe we'll actually get to talk to each other. Bye baby. I love you."

<hr pg="2" />Guilt welled up inside Nicole and she sat staring at the ocean. 



<i>What I said was true. 100%. </i>She told herself. 



<i>It's what you didn't say that's bothering you and you know it. You didn't tell your husband you're falling in love with Cynthia. </i>



Nicole stared out the ocean. 



<i>What am I doing? Am I being fair to Cyn? Am I being fair to Nick? Am I just being selfish?</i>



Several minutes later Nicole still didn't have an answer, she shook her head and stepped back inside their suite. She consulted the room service menu for a few minutes, before ordering as quietly as possible. The food and drinks arrived surprisingly quickly. Nicole met the attendant out in the hall, tried unsuccessfully to tip her, before she quietly carried everything back in the room. She poured a cup of coffee for Cynthia and herself, arranged a plate of fruit for both of them, and then carried everything carefully into the bedroom. 



"Good morning sunshine." Nicole said softly and sat on the bed. 



Cynthia groaned loudly. "Ugh. You're such a morning person."



"Sorry. I can't help it." Nicole said softly. 



"I may have to kill you before this vacation is over." She winked at Nicole. "Give me the coffee first."



Nicole smiled at her and waited until Cynthia was in a sitting position before she handed her the coffee. The fruit plate found its way to the nightstand and Nicole slid over next to Cynthia. 



"Coffee's good."



"I'm glad. I left a voicemail for Nick." Nicole said abruptly. Cynthia didn't respond, so Nicole continued. "I let him know everything's ok."



"Is everything ok, Nikki?" Cynthia's voice was soft. 



"No." Nicole looked up at her girlfriend. "Not even close. I'm having so much fun and I'm so happy, I think I'll burst." She shrugged. "I just didn't want to tell that to my husband via a voicemail and now I feel guilty about it."



Cynthia put her coffee down, before laying back down next to Nicole. "Don't feel guilty, honey. Nick approved this vacation. You're not hiding anything from him and you're definitely not lying to him."



Nicole nodded. "I know."



"Want me to call him?" Cynthia offered and tweaked Nicole's nose. "I'll let him know his wife is having a great time and she'll be back in no time."



Nicole laughed and rolled her eyes. "Yea. He'd love a call from you." She paused. "Did you tell him about the whole Olivia/Lesbian thing?"



Cynthia's face turned red. 



"Oh my god." Nicole sat up. "You didn't tell him, did you?"



"No." Cynthia sat up as well and smiled guiltily at her girlfriend. "Nick wasn't comfortable with this vacation and if he knew it was for lesbians, I knew he wouldn't approve it." She shrugged. "I'm sorry and I'll apologize to Nick when we get back. I just wanted us to take this vacation so badly."



Nicole leaned over and kissed her cheek. "That's ok. I let him know already. I told him he didn't have to worry about me meeting any cute guys and that I'm in no danger of becoming a full-fledged lesbian."



"He's going to be pissed isn't he?" Cynthia asked. 



"Hmmmm. I don't know. Nick's pretty easy-going. He'll probably think its funny, especially we tell him about my reaction, when I finally figured it out." Nicole paused. "Besides, I'll simply remind him that we could have gone to a resort where there were a lot of single guys."



"Ooooh. Good point." Cynthia picked up her coffee cup and sipped it. "That's how I'll spin it with your husband. I'll tell Nick that I didn't want you to run into any single guys, like Collin."



Nicole laughed and leaned her head against Cynthia's shoulder. "Cyn, you don't have to spin anything. Let's just let him know and see how he deals with it." Nicole smiled at her. "He'll be fine."



"I hope so." Cynthia said after she took another sip of coffee. "I genuinely like your husband. He's a really good man and that's saying something these days." Cynthia slipped a slice of melon in her mouth and chewed it slowly. 



"Last night was fun." Nicole said smiling at her girlfriend.



Cynthia set her coffee down and hugged Nicole tightly. "It was, wasn't it?"



"Yes. It was the first time we didn't have to worry about time or kids or husbands or anything." She kissed Cynthia's cheek. "I loved it. All of it."



"All of it huh?" Cynthia teased. "Even the toys?"



"Especially the toys!" Nicole replied quickly. "It was erotic and hot. Holy cow, I lost track of my orgasms."



"Five." Cynthia said quickly. "I counted five."



Nicole's mouth dropped open. "Is that right? Well did I return the favor?"



"Hmmmm. I only remember four, so you owe me at least one more."



"Bitch!" Nicole pushed Cynthia back and straddled her. "I'll give you one right now!" She started tickling her girlfriend. Cynthia hated being tickled. 



"Stop. Stop it!" Cynthia wriggled out from under Nicole and scooted off the bed. She held her hand out. "Stay away from me, you sexy little bitch. You know I hate to be tickled."



Nicole laughed. "That's why I love to do it." She paused and shrugged her shoulders. "Now that you're awake you want to hit the gym."



"I hate you!" Cynthia replied. 



"Yea yea.  You didn't hate me last night and something tells me you're going to LOOOOVVVEEE me tonight baby-girl." Nicole lifted her t-shirt and flashed her boobs at Cynthia. 



"Yea you're probably right." Cynthia slipped her panties and t-shirt off and stood naked in front of Nicole. "Ready for a work out?"



A full hour later, Nicole and Cynthia entered the gym, smiling widely. It was a two minute walk to the gym. 



<i>I love morning sex, </i>Nicole thought as they surveyed the gym. <i>It's almost as good as 'after workout' sex.</i>



They didn't get to work out together often, but they'd done it enough to have a routine. Being an athlete, Cynthia had a specific work-out program she followed. It worked, because her body constantly stayed below 10% body fat. It drove Nicole nuts. 



Nicole on the other hand, knew just enough to be dangerous in the gym. She focused on the major muscle groups and lots of cardio. She liked to start with weights and end with cardio.



<i>It keeps my ass from blowing up. That's all the matters. </i>



Bottom line, Nicole and Cynthia limited themselves to 90 minutes. No matter where they were in their workouts, they both stopped at 90 minutes and left the gym. Cynthia kissed Nicole before they parted and stared at her ass as she walked away. 



<i>I love it when she wears yoga pants, </i>Cynthia thought lustily.  



Nicole loved that they could be so openly affectionate with each other. As she passed a window, she caught Cynthia staring at her ass. She stopped, looked back over her shoulder at her girlfriend, and then patted her ass. Cynthia winked at her and walked over to the treadmills. 



Nicole started on the leg machines and got to work. While she'd never been an athlete, she took fitness seriously and she watched her diet. The gym, or fitness center, wasn't very full when they entered, but it quickly filled up. Nicole had moved onto the squat rack and began her first set of 10. When she finished a voice interrupted her thoughts. 



"Mind if I work in with you?" 



A gorgeous, petite Asian woman stood next to the squat rack smiling. She was slightly shorter than Nicole and she had the most delectable curves Nicole had ever seen. 



<i>Wow, </i>Nicole thought to herself and barely kept from drooling.  



"Not at all." Nicole replied. "It looks like this is the only squat rack in the place."



"Thank you. I'm Michelle." She held out her hand and Nicole shook it. They were both wearing weight lifting gloves, so it wasn't sticky or awkward. "Nicole. Nice to meet you."



"Same here." Michelle smiled warmly at her. 



"Do you need to reset the weight?" Nicole asked. 



Michelle shook her head. "Nope, but would you mind spotting me?"



"Sure." Nicole moved behind her. 



"Thanks." 



Michelle moved under the bar and lifted it easily. She whipped out 15 reps, with no hesitation and perfect form. It was obvious she didn't need a spotter. 



"Wow." Nicole said after Michelle put the weights back. "Nice form."



"Thanks." Michelle moved back and made room for Nicole. 



Nicole finished another 10 reps and struggled a bit on the last few. Michelle put her hands on Nicole's waist as she pushed upward and her touch almost broke Nicole's concentration. Nicole managed to get the bar back.



"Good set." Michelle complimented her. "You have good form as well."



"Thanks."



Michelle didn't move back under the weights. She stayed next to the squat rack and smiled at Nicole. "Please tell me you're single." She asked bluntly. 



Nicole laughed and shook her head. "I'm sorry Michelle. I'm here with my girlfriend." Nicole looked over at the cardio machines. Cynthia was getting off her treadmill. She had obviously seen Nicole speaking with Michelle. Cynthia looked curious and surprisingly serious, not quite upset, but not relaxed either.



<i>Sort of casually suspicious, </i>Nicole thought. 



Cynthia walked up and forced a smile. "Hey babe. Who's this?"



Nicole replied calmly. "Cynthia, this is Michelle. She spotted me while I did my squats." 



"It's nice to meet you." Michelle held out her hand. "Nicole was just telling me she was here with her girlfriend. Wow, you two are a gorgeous couple."



Cynthia took her hand and her smile warmed up considerably. "Thank you."



"Well, I don't want to intrude on your workout." Michelle replied. "It was nice meeting both of you, maybe we'll see each other around."



"Nice meet you as well Michelle. Take care." Cynthia replied.



Nicole waited until Michelle couldn't hear them and turned to Cynthia. "What?"



"Don't you what me, missy." Cynthia growled playfully. "I saw her hitting on you."



"Cyn." Nicole rolled her eyes. "Michelle didn't hit on me. She just asked if I was single and I told her no. Immediately." She stepped forward and put her arms around Cynthia's neck. 



"I'm all sweaty." Cynthia protested. 



Nicole tightened her arms and pulled her close. "I don't care. I will never betray your trust Cyn. You're the only woman I want to be with, I promise."



Cynthia's eyes grew watery and she nodded back at Nicole. "I'm sorry I'm so jealous."



"Don't be. I know it's only because you care and because you love me." Nicole kissed her softly. "It's ok. Let's go. We've had enough of this kind of exercise." She took Cynthia's hand. "Besides, I saw a bikini in your suitcase that I am dying to see wear on the beach."



Cynthia laughed. "I'll go naked, if you'll continue putting up with me."



"Now there's an idea!" Nicole replied.



They walked slowly, enjoying each other's company, holding hands and swinging them back and forth as they strolled through the resort. 



"It surprises me how diverse the lesbian community is," Nicole said quietly. "I guess I thought other couples would be like us, but I realize now that was just stupid. There are all kinds of women here and honestly, it's really cool."



"It's a community, just like any other." Cynthia replied. "It's just all women."



"You're right. It's nice to see how happy these women are with each other. I don't think I've seen this many smiles in one place, in my lifetime." She slid her arm around Cynthia's and pressed her body up against Cynthia's as she walked. "I'm smiling a lot too, by the way."



Cynthia smiled briefly at Nicole, before continuing. "Unfortunately, this is one of the few places that Lesbians or Bi-Sexual women, can be themselves without being judged or harassed or worse." She paused. "Hopefully that will change someday."



"I think it will." Nicole replied. "It should. It's long overdue."



"Aren't you a republican?" Cynthia asked. 



"Ssssh." Nicole whispered dramatically. "If people knew that, they might evict me from the resort." Nicole joked and then turned serious. "I'm catholic too, Cyn, and I'm raising my girls to be Catholic as well. Happily."



"You're in quite a catch-22 situation then aren't you?"



"Maybe." Nicole allowed. "I struggle with it, sure. It's not easy. I just see how happy these women are with each other and I won't say it's wrong. You see the love in their eyes. True love. The kind of love that you don't see often, even with heterosexual couples." She sighed. "And I think of how I feel about you and then I stop caring whether it's right or wrong. It feels right. It feels pure."



Cynthia stopped. "Yes it does. I was raised a Christian as well Nicole. I know the struggle you're talking about, but this." She motioned between them. "Doesn't feel like struggle to me."



Nicole stepped close and kissed Cynthia. "Me either."



A few minutes later, Nicole ran a sponge slowly over Cynthia's skin. She loved to watch the water and soap stream down her body. Her girlfriend patiently turned this way and that, so Nicole could wash her from head to foot. Unfortunately, Nicole wasn't tall enough to wash her hair. Cynthia preferred to do that herself anyway. Nicole ran her hands over her soft skin, as Cynthia rinsed off. When she was finished, Nicole gently moved her to the nearest wall and knelt in front of her. 



"Baby, you don't---." Cynthia protested gently.



"Shhhh." Nicole interrupted. "I want to." She looked up at Cynthia. "Please."



Cynthia nodded, leaned back against the wall and spread her legs slightly. A second later, she gasped, as Nicole's tongue slid softly against her lips.



"Mmmmm. I love your touch." Cynthia murmured and closed her eyes. Pleasure surged through her. 



Nicole focused on bringing Cynthia as much pleasure as humanly possible. Her hands slid up the backs of Cynthia's thighs and cupped her ass firmly. She pulled Cynthia to her and slid her tongue slowly along the outside of Cynthia's lips. Nicole flicked her tongue against her clit and was rewarded with a loud moan. 



<i>I'm good at this, </i>Nicole thought happily. She looked up at Cynthia. <i>Her body is soooo, sexy.</i>



Another loud moan emanated from Cynthia and Nicole slid her hands away from her ass and let them roam over her waist and stomach. Cynthia's athletic body came with a firm, flat stomach that Nicole secretly envied. Moans were coming quicker now, more urgent, and Nicole focused harder on Cynthia's clit.



<i>Bingo! </i>Nicole though happily as an orgasm erupted through her lover. 



Cynthia braced herself against the side of the shower and rested as her orgasm subsided. Nicole learned quickly that Cynthia became super ticklish after she had an orgasm, so Nicole gave her a little space and just enjoyed the feeling of giving her girlfriend pleasure. When she was certain Cynthia wasn't going to fall over and hurt herself, Nicole turned and started washing her body. 



Arms encircled her stomach and she felt Cynthia press herself against her back. Soft, gentle kisses covered her neck and shoulders. 



"Thank you." Cynthia said softly. 



"You're welcome, Cyn." Nicole said quietly. "But you don't ever have to thank me. I enjoy doing it. I should be thanking you."



"Mmmm. How did I get so lucky?" 



"Are you sure you're lucky? Not cursed?" Nicole asked quietly. 



"No." Cynthia kissed her neck. "I'm lucky."



"Well, Miss Lucky. I'm going to wash my hair and then I want to hit the beach with you. Ok?" Nicole asked. "If we stay in this shower, we're going to have more sex, our skin will prune and we'll be too tired to go out tonight." She turned and looked at Cynthia. "And you're taking me out tonight."



"Yes ma'am." Cynthia replied. "I'm going to dry off and get dressed. See you in a second."



"K."







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The beach was crowded, but they were still able to get two lounge chairs, under an umbrella. Towels were provided for the hotel and drinks were delivered, so all they had to do was lay back and enjoy the beach. Cynthia took her time putting sunscreen on Nicole. Nicole didn't mind. Thirty minutes and three coats of sunscreen later, Nicole was safe from any UV monsters. 



"My turn." Nicole replied and took the sunscreen from Cynthia. 



"Need any help with that?" A voice asked. 



They both turned and saw Michelle standing a few feet away, smiling and shading her eyes with her hand. She was wearing aviator sunglasses that really looked good on her and the bikini she wore, made both girls drool a little. 



"Hey Michelle." Cynthia said. "Nicole and I can share a chair, if you want to join us."



"Are you sure?" Michelle said. "I don't want to intrude, although I think this is the second time I've done it."



"C'mon." Nicole waved her over. "Before we drag you over here."



Michelle laughed and sat down on the chair next to Nicole and Cynthia. Nicole nudged Cynthia and looked meaningfully at Michelle, before squirting some sunscreen on Cynthia's back. 



"Michelle." Cynthia began slowly. "I'm sorry if I was abrupt earlier. I didn't mean to be rude."



Michelle shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I'd be protective of her too." She motioned to Nicole and then smiled at Cynthia. "You can make it up to me though." 



"Oh Yea? How's that?" 



"Let me help Nicole put sunscreen on your body."



Nicole laughed and clapped her hands. "Get over here!" She motioned Michelle over. 



Cynthia laughed. "Ok, but if you try anything, I'll kick your ass!" 



Michelle and Nicole shared the sunscreen and they liberally coated Cynthia's body. It didn't appear to bother Cynthia at all and she lay back and smiled. "Wow, this is nice." She snapped a finger at Nicole and pointed to her stomach. "You missed a spot!"



Nicole glared at her and squirted a big splotch of sunscreen on Cynthia's stomach. "There!" Michelle laughed and helped Nicole rub in the last of the sunscreen. 



"Thank you ladies." Cynthia said after they finished. 



"So you're here all by yourself, Michelle?" Nicole asked. 



"Yes." She smiled nervously. "I decided to take a chance and see if I'd have any fun. Olivia has several mixers for the single folks and they've been fun so far." She pointed at a blue bracelet on her wrist. "They give the single folks a bracelet, so we can identify each other." She shrugged and smiled at Nicole. "I noticed you weren't wearing one, but I hoped you'd forgotten it or something."



"Well, since you're here all by yourself, perhaps you'll let Cynthia and I help you with your sunscreen." Nicole asked. Cynthia gave her girlfriend a playful glare and looked back at Michelle. "We'd love to help you with your sunscreen Michelle."



Michelle laughed. "Sounds good to me."



Cynthia, Nicole and Michelle bonded over sunscreen, margaritas and a beautiful beach. The hotel allowed them to keep their chairs, even if they went into the water, so the ladies all enjoyed the water together. Cynthia and Nicole both agreed, unanimously, that Michelle looked amazing in her bikini. They spent most of the day at the beach, enjoying the water, the drinks and the company. When they finally got enough sun, all three headed back to the hotel. 



"Michelle." Cynthia started. "You're welcome to join us for dinner." She offered. We'd love to have you, seriously." 



"Thank you." Michelle replied. "I really appreciate it, but there is a singles dinner and I want to see if I can meet someone." She smiled over at them. "I'm really hoping one of you has a twin and they're single!"



"Sounds good. Enjoy your dinner." Nicole replied. 



"You too!"



Cynthia looked at Nicole, after Michelle walked away. "She's nice."



"Yea, she is, I hope she finds someone." Nicole replied and then looked up at Cynthia. "Can I ask you something?"



"Sure, baby."



"Are you done with men, Cyn?" 



Cynthia's eyebrows raised. "Where did that come from?"



Nicole shrugged. "I'm not sure. It's just that I notice women now." Cynthia cocked her head, in confusion, so Nicole tried to explain further. "I mean I notice women, like I used to notice men. I see them as attractive in a way I never used to."

<hr pg="3" />"Yea. I noticed you checking out Michelle."



"Cyn. Stop it. I'm not interested Michelle, but you are right, I do think of her as attractive." She smiled up at Cynthia. "I know I'm not making any sense. I'm sorry. Just forget it."



Nicole started to walk away, but Cynthia caught her arm. "Nikki. It's ok. I understand what you're feeling." She pulled Nicole close. "The answer to your question is, I'm not sure."



"So you still consider yourself bi-sexual?" Nicole asked. 



"Yes. Don't get mad, but I thought Collin was gorgeous. I wanted you more than him, but I still thought he was a sexy hunk of man."



"I'm not mad. Collin's a sexy guy." Nicole slipped her hand inside Cynthia's and they resumed their walk back to their suite. 



"Nick's a good-looking guy as well Nicole." Cynthia said softly as they walked. "I enjoyed his company."



"So you do still find men attractive?"



"Yes." Cynthia said shortly. "I'm still attracted to men, but Nikki, no one has made me like you do. Man or woman. I don't know if that makes me a lesbian or bi-sexual or just confused; but I know I don't want anyone but you in my life."



Nicole squeezed Cynthia's hand. They walked back their suite in silence. 



<i>I wish I could say the same Cyn. You have no idea how much I wish I could just commit to you and no one else.</i>



Nicole and Cynthia fell into bed, after they got back to their suite, and quickly fell asleep. The work-out in the fitness center, the work-out in the shower and all day in the sun, robbed them of energy. 



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"Nick." Collin stepped up to the bar next to him and motioned to the bartender. "You ready for this dude?" 



Nick looked over at Collin and smiled. "Ready for what? You're going to work your magic, I'm going to bore the shit of them and by the end of the night we should have four new clients."



Collin laughed. "Pappy on the rocks." He said to the bartender before turning back to Nick. "I don't think that approach is going to work tonight bud." 



"Why not?" 



"One word. Karaoke." Collin rolled his eyes. "Fuckin' guys love Karaoke. They bash the shit out of each other on the field and how do they relax? Singing 80's and 90's tunes in Vegas."



"It's a white thing Collin." Nick said, barely suppressing a laugh. 



He laughed. "I'd believe it, if a two of them weren't black."



"Different strokes." Nick replied. 



"Hey, I meant to ask you, how are things with Nicole? Is she enjoying her vacation?" Collin asked. 



Nick knew Collin was genuinely interested and there wasn't an ulterior motive. 



"It's going great apparently. We've both been so busy, we've been trading voicemails." Nick took a sip of his bourbon. "Did I mention it's a lesbian-only vacation, or at least, it's a woman-only vacation? Nicole's not a lesbian." 



"Are you sure?" Collin teased. 



Nick clinked his glass against Collin's. "Positive buddy. I think you know Nicole isn't a lesbian."



"You're right. No way. Nicole likes men too much."



Nick nodded and swirled the liquor in his glass. Collin and Nicole had a brief affair. Nick was aware of it and approved of the affair. As a result, Collin had a better insight to Nicole than most people. 



"Is it getting serious with Cynthia?" Collin asked. 



"Yea. I'd say so. Cynthia told Nicole that she loved her." Nick replied softly. 



"What was Nicole's response?" 



"Nicole told her she had feelings for her, but that she wasn't in love with her." 



"Wow."



"Yea. Wow."



"I guess Cynthia was ok with Nicole's answer."



"Yep. She told both of us that she didn't expect Nicole to leave me, but she wanted to be open and honest about her own feelings." Nick took another sip. "Cynthia's good people. I'm a little uncomfortable about her feelings for Nicole, but she hasn't put any pressure on her, or even hinted that Nicole should make changes in her life."



"Yea. Cynthia's good people all right. She's also damn good at her job." Collin took another sip of his whiskey. "What are the chances she'll come work for us?"



"Good question." Nick replied. "I'd say better than average. I think we ought to offer her a relocation package, so she doesn't lose money on her house. You comfortable with some sort of sign-on bonus?"



"Good idea. Let's do the relocation package." Collin took a sip of his bourbon and stared around the casino. Finally, he nodded. "A sign-on bonus? Y'know I'd be open to it, if we could keep it below $50k." 



"Cool. Cynthia's going to stop by the office when she gets back and then I'll walk her through our offer."



"Great. Nick, we need her. We need Nicole too, but we really need Cynthia. Some of the doctor's she works with, are clients of ours and they all speak very highly of her. She's perfect for the job and I'm sick of seeing our clients go elsewhere for their real estate shit."



"Me too buddy."



Collin motioned towards the slot machines. "There they are, let's go."



"Game on!" Nick said quietly. 



The men they were meeting were NFL players. They all played for the same team and they were new arrivals in the league. They'd all gone in the 2nd round of the draft and signed hefty contracts. Collin and Nick were entertaining them tonight. The goal was to have each one of them sign with Collin to manage their investments and Nick to manage their insurance portfolio. They had more money than they knew what to do with, so Collin would make it grow and Nick would make sure they didn't lose it. 



Their four prospective clients loved the Karaoke bar and each one of them got up to sing several times. The Karaoke bar was on one side of a large bar and the other side of the bar had a stage for an actual band. Karaoke was first and then live music followed and closed out the evening. Collin and Nick suffered through it and even Collin got up to sing a few songs. When he sang "Brick House", he got a standing ovation. 



As the night progressed, all four of the guys encouraged Nick to go up and sing. He declined each time. It was ok at first, but one of their prospective clients started to get upset. Karaoke was almost finished and the live band was completing their sound check when their one their prospective clients turned to Nick. He slammed his empty glass down on the table. 



"Nick. Here's the bottom line." The large, very large, football player fixed his eyes on Nick and leaned forward. "Either you get up on stage and sing, like the rest of us, or none of us are signing with you and Collin tonight."



Silence descended on the table. The guy looked around at his friends and received nods of agreement. Nick glanced at Collin who shrugged his shoulders, then motioned at the stage. Nick sighed theatrically and looked around the bar for a moment, before he looked back at the football player. 



"Ok. Here's the deal. I'll get up on stage and sing." Nick replied. 



"Damn straight." The football player said.



"But." Nick said loudly. "When I fuckin' rock this place. All of you sign. Here. Tonight. No questions asked, no business managers and no fuckin' attorneys. I sing on stage, rock this motherfuckin' place and you guys sign. That's the deal."



Silence descended on the table again. The football players looked at each other for a moment. Nick had successfully raised the stakes of the game. Finally they all nodded and the big football player looked over and held out his hand. 



"Done." He said. "But you have to rock this place."



"Done." Nick replied. "Now buckle your fuckin' seat belt!"



Nick walked in the direction of the live band, not the Karaoke stage. The band was getting ready for their first number. 



"Nick!" Collin shouted. "The karaoke machine is that way." He motioned in the opposite direction. 



Nick held up his hand and continued walking. He didn't see the confused looks at the table, but he didn't' need to see them. Success or failure. His plan was wild, it was un-rehearsed, and it was either going to succeed spectacularly or it was going to fail painfully. There was no other outcome. 



"Hey guys." Nick said as he approached the band. He discreetly reached into his pocket and fished out his money clip. "I need your help."



A few minutes and several hundred dollar bills later, Nick smiled and the band nodded their agreement. Nick glanced back at the table and Collin looked thoroughly confused. He wasn't the only one, because the football players were shaking their heads and shrugging their shoulders. 



Nick stepped up on stage and took the microphone. 



"Ladies and Gentleman." He stared smoothly. "Thank you for coming out tonight. We're going to start off with a little number for the guys in the back." Nick pointed to their table and the entire crowd turned their heads. 



Nick looked back at the band members, nodded shortly and the drummer started them off. 



Nick had a secret. No one else knew it, not even Nicole.



The only people who knew Nick's secrete, was the entire high school where he graduated. Nick was part of a band in high school and his band knew only one song. They sang it at a talent show in high school. Only one song, but they knew it cold. Nick and his band knew this song like salt knows pepper. Like forks know spoons. Like the beach knows bikinis. The lyrics were burned into Nick's soul and the rhythm of the song was like a lullaby to him. 



The song? 



I Drink Alone, by George Thorogood.



The drummer started the song and the band followed smoothly. Nick caught the rhythm and walked down it as thought it was a well-worn path through the woods. He knew every beat, every note and every word of the song. It was like coming home.



Nick opened his mouth and the words flew forth. 



The bottom line? Nick sang the shit out of that song! 



Nick added funk, he added soul, and he added a touch of bad-assery that George Thorogood himself never could have pulled off. Nick whipped the microphone around on its stand like Elvis, and the king himself, wished he could move his hips like Nick did on stage. Halfway through the song, the crowd was on its feet, cheering and clapping. Nick hadn't worn parachute pants in over 20 years, but that didn't matter. He dusted off his moon-walk and broke out a few break-dancing moves, not seen since the early-80's. 



When the final note was played, the drummer hit his last drum and the cymbals finally quieted. The only sound in the bar was the sound of applause. Real, genuine applause. Nick replaced the mike and smiled as the crowd clapped loudly. Shouts of "Encore" filled the room. 



It was a rare moment and Nick savored it for several seconds, before bowing and thanking the crowd. The band members patted him on the back and Nick said his thanks, before he left the stage. He made his way through the crowd, enduring slaps on the back, kisses on the cheeks, and returning high-fives. 



He was the fucking MAN! If only for a moment.



Finally he made it back to the table to find Collin and their prospective clients clapping loudly. Nick grabbed his drink and downed it in one large gulp. He looked at their prospective clients expectantly. No words needed to be said. Collin joined him and they both stared at the football players. 



The big football player smiled, glanced at his friends and nodded his head. 



"Where do we fucking sign?" He said. 



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"Nikki." Cynthia sighed as she looked on from the doorway. "You look amazing. Can we go now?" 



"Just a second." Nicole hissed and checked her make up one last time. "This dress isn't too short is it?" 



"No. It's perfect. You're perfect. Your body is like a rollercoaster. Everyone wants to ride it." Cynthia laughed softly. 



"Bitch!" Nicole replied playfully. 



"C'mon. Let's go dancing." 



"Yayyyy!!" 



The nightclub was surprisingly crowded. The music was loud, but not pounding, and Nicole and Cynthia found a table and ordered drinks. Nicole surveyed the dance floor and enjoyed watching the dancers. Happiness was everywhere. The ladies dancing were having a great time and the good mood was infectious. 



"Dance with me." Nicole begged. 



"Let's go." 



They walked to the dance floor and started dancing with each other. Nicole slipped up next to Cynthia and let their bodies move together. The dresses they were wearing slid easily against each other. It was erotic and Nicole enjoyed every second. Cynthia slid her arms around Nicole and they swayed and danced in time to the music. They didn't make it back to their table for several songs, but when they did, their drinks were waiting for them. 



"This is so fun!" Nicole gushed. 



Cynthia kissed her cheek. "I know right. It's nice just to get out and dance with each other, without seeing loads of guys staring at us, like we're steaks in a supermarket. I hate the way women become some sort of spectacle for men. It's like enough already, we're not interested, we're not for sale and you can't watch. Go the fuck away!"



Nicole laughed. "You're so right." 



"It's hilarious." Cynthia made a face. "The guy's faces go slack and you can just see their fantasies playing over their faces. It's like they're slaves to their cocks or something."



"Ugh. Can we not talk about men tonight?" Nicole asked and rubbed herself against Cynthia. "I'm here with my girl tonight. NO men. No cocks and no slaves. Although you can tie me up later, if you want!"



Nicole and Cynthia danced almost every song together. The slow ones were the best. Nicole enjoyed laying her head against Cynthia's chest and dancing with her. Their bodies pressed together and moving with the music. Cynthia held her softly, ran her hands over her body and kissed her while they danced. It was intimate. Erotic. Beautiful. 



"I'm having so much fun." Nicole said when they got back to their table. 



They ordered more drinks and smiled at each other. "Me too." Cynthia replied. 



Their drinks arrived and shortly thereafter they had a visitor. 



"Hi." Nicole and Cynthia looked over to see a tall, black woman standing next to their table. She was gorgeous. Taller than Cynthia, with long wavy hair and beautiful eyes. Her body was similar to Cynthia's in that she was lean and curvy. Nicole thought she was probably an athlete. She smiled at Nicole and Cynthia. "Mind if I join you two for a second." 



Cynthia smiled. "Not at all. Please."



"Thank you." She smiled at Cynthia and Nicole. "You two are gorgeous and I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Candace." 



"Cynthia." "Nicole." 



They shook hands and Nicole added. "You're beautiful."



"Thank you honey." Candace replied. "I noticed you two on the beach today and I just had to meet you." 



"Awww." Cynthia said happily. "You should have stopped by earlier and said 'hi'." 



"Sorry. I'm shy."



Nicole looked for a bracelet, but didn't see one. "Are you here by yourself?" 



"No. I'm here with my girlfriend." Candace replied and motioned for someone to come over. "Do you mind if she comes over? Just for a second."



Cynthia smiled and nodded. "Sure."



Candace's girlfriend joined them and Nicole smiled at her nervously. 



"Hi. I'm Jean." She held out her hand to Nicole. 



"Nicole." She shook Jean's hand. It seemed like her hand disappeared inside Jean's. 



"Cynthia." 



"Nice to meet you two." Jean said. 



Jean was a striking contrast to Candace. First, Jean was white. Second, Jean was just as tall, but built completely differently than Candace. Jean was masculine. Nicole couldn't think of another way to describe her. Jean had a really short haircut and she was apple-shaped, with a thick mid-section. Jean wasn't fat and there was no hint of a belly, she was simply thicker through the waist than most women. She had a nice smile and pretty green eyes. Jean wore a very nice blouse and slacks to the club. Her makeup was simple and it accentuated her features nicely. 



Candace looked over at Cynthia. "I wanted to ask you to dance and Jean wanted to dance with Nicole. Is that ok?" She smiled. "We don't want to be pushy, but we just think you two are so gorgeous."



Cynthia looked at Nicole. Nicole looked at Cynthia. They smiled at each other, then Cynthia looked back at Candace. "Sure. I'd like that." 



Nicole smiled up at Jean. "I'd love to."



Jean smiled happily. She slipped her hand around Nicole's hand and led her to the dance floor. A slow song had just started and Nicole stepped into Jean's arms. This was the first time Nicole had danced with a woman other than Cynthia. Jean's body felt nice against Nicole's and Nicole found herself smiling back at her dance partner. 



"Thank you for dancing with me." Jean said softly. 



"You're welcome." Nicole replied. "Is this your first Olivia event?"



Jean blushed. "Yes. Candace insisted that we come and I'm glad we did. It's fun."



"Why didn't you want to come?" Nicole asked. 



Jean smiled down at her. "I was worried I wouldn't fit in. I'm a lot more Butch, than most women and that can be awkward, even for lesbians."



"Ahh." Nicole replied. "I see." She looked up at Jean. "Well, if it's any consolation, I'm enjoying the dance Jean."



"Thank you Nicole. That means a lot to me."



"Can I rest my head on your chest?" Nicole asked. 



"Sure, I'd like that actually." Jean replied. 



Nicole leaned into Jean and let the big, but sexy, woman lead her for the rest of the song. It was nice. Jean was nice. The song ended too soon in Nicole's opinion. They walked back to the table and Jean held her hand on the way. When they arrived Jean passed her hand back to Cynthia. 



"Thank you." She said sincerely to Cynthia. 



"You're welcome." Cynthia replied and took Nicole's hand and winked at her girlfriend. 



Candace and Jean thanked them again and walked back to their table. Cynthia looked slyly at Nicole. 



"You and Jean seemed to get along really well." 



"She's really nice." Nicole replied and sipped her drink. "She's honest, open and comfortable with who she is, as a person. That's rare." She shrugged. "I enjoyed the dance."



"Me too." Cynthia replied. 



Nicole narrowed her eyes at Cynthia and her girlfriend laughed. "Not like that, Nikki. Stop."



"I'm going to keep my eye on you." Nicole teased and then turned serious. "Are you ok if I dance with other women? I think we'll both get asked again, so I just wanted to check."



Cynthia took a sip of her drink and looked at Nicole over the rim of her glass. Hesitation, laced with a little fear, was written on Cynthia's face. Nicole nodded. "That's fine Cyn." Nicole replied to Cynthia's silence. "I don't want to dance with other women, I just thought I'd check with you, so I can respond if I'm asked, ok?"



"I'm sorry I'm so jealous." Cynthia said quietly and put her drink down. Nicole leaned against Cynthia lightly. "Cyn, it's ok. This vacation is about us anyway, so let's relax and have some fun. I'm all yours!" She stepped back and nodded her head to the dance floor. "Now take me to funky town."



Cynthia laughed and rolled her eyes. "Let's go you sexy beast!"



Dancing with Cynthia was fun. She had a lot of formal dance experience and being a former cheerleader, she knew a lot of cool dance moves. Nicole sometimes wanted to just stop and watch her gorgeous and sexy girlfriend dance. 



<i>I'm an ugly duckling next to her, </i>she thought. <i>I love to dance, but Cyn's just so much better. </i>



Almost 10 fast songs went by, before another slow song played and Nicole stepped excitedly into Cynthia's arms. 



<i>My favorite place, </i>she thought. 



A second later, Cynthia stiffened and Nicole looked up. Another very masculine lady had apparently tapped Cynthia on the shoulder. She didn't look as warm or as friendly as Jean and Nicole squeezed Cynthia's arms discreetly. 



"Mind if I cut in?"



Cynthia smiled warmly. "Actually, I do. Sorry, but tonight is all about us. Maybe another time."



"Awww. That's too bad." She smiled at Nicole. "Maybe some other time."

<hr pg="4" />Nicole smiled, but didn't respond to her. <i>Not in this lifetime, </i>she thought. After the woman left, she looked up at Cynthia. "Thank you."



"You're welcome Nikki." She smiled at Nicole. "I'm reconsidering whether I'm ok with you dancing with other women, but she definitely wasn't someone I want you dancing with tonight, or ever for that matter. She looked at you like you were on the menu or something."



Nicole let her hand drift down and she squeezed Cynthia's ass briefly. "I'm only on the menu for you, baby!"



The slow songs ended a few minutes later and Cynthia went to the restroom. Nicole was going to go with her, but the club was filling up and they didn't want to lose their table. The waitress brought them another round of drinks, courtesy of Jean, and Nicole mouthed "thank you" to her.



<i>This is a new world for me, </i>she thought as she surveyed the club. <i>Everyone is so happy, so relaxed and having so much fun. I may not be a lesbian, but I wouldn't mind coming back or going on an Olivia cruise. The Olivia folks are so nice. </i>



"Where did your friend go?" A voice intruded on her thoughts and Nicole looked over. It was the same woman who tried to cut in to their dance earlier. 



"Restroom." Nicole said shortly. 



"Ahh. Well, can I interest you in a dance?" She asked and stepped closer to Nicole. They were almost touching and Nicole suddenly felt intimidated. 



"Thank you very much for the offer. Sincerely." She paused. "But I'm only dancing with my girlfriend tonight."



"It's just one dance, besides, I saw you dancing with that other couple over there." She motioned to Jean and her girlfriend. "C'mon." She took Nicole's arm. "Just one dance. I promise, you'll enjoy it."



The woman, who still hadn't introduced herself, pulled firmly and Nicole barely managed to keep from tripping. She put her drink on the table and prepared to pull back, but the woman pulled her again. Nicole took several quick steps to keep her balance and found herself walking out to the dance floor. 



"See. It's not so bad." The woman said softly. "You'll like me."



Suddenly Jean materialized in front of them, standing still and staring intently at the woman holding Nicole. The woman holding Nicole stopped and narrowed her eyes at Jean. She kept her grip on Nicole's arm. 



"Nicole." Jean's voice was ice cold and she kept her eyes fixed on the woman in front of her. "Do you want to dance with this woman?"



"No!" Nicole said quickly. "She won't let go of me."



"This little honey danced with you earlier." The woman protested.



"First, I asked politely. I didn't try and interrupt a dance with her girlfriend. Second, I didn't wait until her girlfriend used the restroom, like a stalker, and try and get her to dance with me. Finally, I damn sure didn't put my hands on her, without her express permission." Jean listed the items calmly, but the intensity in her eyes grew. She took a step forward and lowered her voice. "Let her go. Now." She paused. "There are plenty of single women at the resort. Go ask one of them to dance."



The woman looked at Jean for a moment longer, before dropping Nicole' arm and walking away. Jean watched her disappear, before she turned back to Nicole. 



"Are you ok?"



"Yes. Thank you." Nicole replied sincerely. "I honestly told her no, several times, but then she just pulled me out onto the dance floor."



Jean nodded. "Yea. I'm not sure what her problem is, but she bothered a few other girls, petite girls, earlier today on the beach." She motioned for Nicole to walk back to her table and she followed along. "Please don't worry Nicole. That kind of behavior is extremely rare in the lesbian community." Jean paused. "Most of us are so used to men acting that way, we wouldn't dream of doing it with another woman. You're safe."



Cynthia returned from the bathroom as Jean and Nicole walked up. A question mark was written on her face as she looked at Nicole and Jean. Nicole held her hand up to Cynthia. She turned and gave Jean a tight hug.



"Thank you Jean."



"You're welcome honey."



Jean nodded to Cynthia and walked back to her girlfriend. Concern etched itself on Cynthia's face. "What's going on? Are you ok?"



"I am now." Nicole replied. "That woman who interrupted our dance, tried to pull me out on to the dance floor. I told her no, but she didn't listen. Jean came to my rescue."



Cynthia put her arms around Nicole and hugged her. "I'm sorry. We should have gone to the restroom together."



"Don't worry about it. It's done. Jean said that kind of thing really never happens with lesbians and I believe her." Nicole stepped back. "C'mon. Let's not let it ruin our evening."



The dance floor was crowded, with girls dancing in groups, rather than couples. The DJ played the "Electric Slide" and everyone clapped. 



<i>This is so much fun, </i>Nicole thought as she boogied to the electric slide. Cynthia was in front of her most of the time, so she got to check out her ass, in her sexy dress. <i>This is just fucking amazing. I'm so glad Cynthia surprised me.</i>



Nicole and Cynthia were a little tipsy when they finally made their way out of the club. They were both carrying their high heels in their hands and walking bare foot. 



"That was so much fun Cyn." Nicole gushed. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you for suggesting this vacation. Thank you for surprising me with lesbians and thank you......well, just thank you for just being a great person."



"Awww. Stop it some more." Cynthia replied dryly, taking a line from Nicole.



"Take me to the beach." Nicole begged. "Please. I want to see the ocean at night."



"Let's go. It's not even eleven yet, so it's still early."



"I didn't think it was possible, but I think the ocean is even prettier at night." Nicole replied when they arrived. She stared out at the water from her seat on the sand. Cynthia nodded. "I agree. The company is nice as well." She paused. "Thank you Nikki."



"For what?" 



"For only dancing with me. For being so patient and accepting of everything." Cynthia kissed her head softly. "I shouldn't have surprised you with the lesbian aspect of this vacation. I didn't mean any harm, but it still wasn't right."



"Stop it, Cyn. It's ok." Nicole snuggled closer to her girlfriend. "I honestly don't mind and you know what I've been thinking ever since I arrived?"



"You're a lesbian?" Cynthia joked. 



"No." Nicole pinched her thigh lightly. "I've been thinking about how much fun I'm having. It's hard to explain, but the atmosphere here is just so open, so free and well, so much fun."



"It is, isn't it? I love being here."



"Yea."



"Wanna go in?" Cynthia asked. 



"Yes. I've got the munchies. I want to order some snacks, curl up under the covers and watch a cheesy romantic comedy with you." She paused for a second and then added. "A romantic comedy with lesbians!"



Cynthia laughed and pulled Nicole to her feet. They walked hand in hand through the night, to their suite. The simple pleasure of each other's company and holding hands resonated deeply with both of them as they walked. 



Nicole felt it and she knew Cynthia felt it as well. Their relationship changed, something clicked between them that hadn't been there before, and they both welcomed it. When they got back to the room, Nicole ordered snacks while Cynthia worked the TV. Nicole changed into a tank top and panties, just in time for the snacks to arrive. Fortunately, it was a woman that brought the snacks and Nicole's tank top went down to mid-thigh, so she took the snacks. 



A few minutes later, Nicole had the snacks arranged for easy eating and Cynthia joined her in bed. Nicole watched the opening credits.



"When In Rome?" She asked doubtfully. "There are no lesbians in this movie."



"Kristen Bell." 



Nicole laughed. "She's not a lesbian. She just got married."



"Kristen's a lesbian. She just doesn't know it yet." Cynthia looked at Nicole for a moment. "Who knows how many married women are out there that secretly want a girlfriend or are lesbians, hiding in the closet." 



"Yea yea. You're not as smart as you think you are, Cyn."



"Shut up and watch the movie."



"Bitch."

