Mark and Alan were sitting on her bed when she came in that evening. She noticed that Alan had kept his promise. There were about fifty plants tagged and bundled in a corner.
"You looked wrecked," Alan pointed out.
Gayle realized that her short blonde hair was a tangled mess and that her clothes looked as if they had been slept in. Plus she had a weary look on her face.
"Thanks," Gayle said.
"I mean you look tired," Alan said apologetically. "I really didn't mean to say that you look bad. You could never look bad."
"Well I feel bad," Gayle said, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "I feel terrible. I feel like I've gone through a wrecking machine."
"Well what happened?" Mark asked impatiently.
"I kept him from doing a thing all day long," Gayle said. "Isn't that what you wanted?"
"You mean he didn't do anything?" Mark asked.
"Not a thing," Gayle said. "And I think he'll be too tired to do much tomorrow."
"Gayle," Alan said with a grin. "You're a sweetheart. I knew you could do it."
"Right now," Gayle said. "I could do with a shower and about six months' rest. Don't call me. I'll call you. In about a week."
"I think we're being told to leave," Alan said.
"I think so too," Mark said.
Mark reached down and fondled her bare knee. Alan gave her a soft kiss on the mouth.
"Thanks," Alan said. "We appreciate it. You're a wonderful girl."
"I'm just a tired girl," Gayle said. "Now get out and leave me alone."
Alan and Mark left her alone. She leaned back on the bed and closed her eyes. Every muscle in her body ached. She wanted to go to the shower but she was afraid she'd pass out going there.
Finally she gathered up the strength to move. She undressed and dropped her clothes on the floor. She walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on. She made it hot enough so that she could just stand it. She knew the steaming water would bring back a little feeling.
Just as she started to step into the shower, she heard her door open.
"Goddamn it," Gayle said. She really was angry. "I told you I'd call you."
Gayle grabbed a towel and walked back out of the bathroom. She was glad she had. Sharon stood there. Pretty little Sharon with the perfect figure and the long blonde, hair that just touched her ass.
"Hello, Sharon," Gayle said. "I didn't expect you. I thought it was the boys again."
She realized that she really didn't have a good reason for the boys to be coming into her room, but she didn't much care about that. She felt like Sharon would already know what was going on. Sharon didn't look like the kind of girl that men kept things from.
"I know," Sharon said. "I shouldn't be bothering you. I know you've had a rough day but I had to come… I had to say thanks. You don't know how much that jobs mean to me."
"I suppose I do," Gayle said. "But listen. I'm very tired right now and I was about to take a shower. If you don't mind, we can talk later."
"I'll help you," Sharon said.
Gayle froze in her tracks. She couldn't believe she'd heard what she thought she'd heard. She looked back at Sharon. Sharon's face was so sweet, so innocent. Gayle thought that it was impossible to have heard her correctly.
"What did you say?" Gayle asked.
"I said I'd help. I know you're tired. You might need help scrubbing. I'm a good scrubber."
"You don't know what you're saying," Gayle said.
"Of course I do. I'm twenty-one years old and I know a great deal. Let me help, Gayle. I can be very nice to you. Very nice."
"Sharon," Gayle said harshly. "I'm very tired and I haven't time for games. Go away. I'm going to take my shower."
Gayle went back into the bathroom. She dropped her towel and stepped into the stall. She had to admit to herself that she was intrigued by Sharon's proposition.
Gayle had never had an experience with another woman, although there had been opportunities. She wondered if Sharon knew exactly what she was suggesting. Having her back scrubbed by another girl in the shower could lead to some interesting things.
She heard Sharon's soft step. She looked at Sharon and her eyes opened wide. Sharon had stripped off her blouse. She had tanned, full titties with large nipples. Those nipples became hard under Gayle's gaze.
"I owe you something," Sharon said.
Sharon took up a brush and began to rub Gayle's back. For a moment she was going to protest, but then Sharon's soft hands began to give her pleasant sensations.
Sharon scrubbed her back and then dropped the brush to Gayle's buttocks.
"Feel good?" Sharon asked.
"Oh yes," Gayle said.
"Turn around. Let me do your front."
Gayle had a moment of embarrassment as she turned, but Sharon seemed to be at ease. Sharon soaped Gayle's large titties and then her stomach and then soaped the place between Gayle's legs. Gayle realized she was sore down there but Sharon's fingers were gentle.
"I used to work as an aide in a hospital," Sharon said. "I'm really very good at bathing people."
"Yes," Gayle agreed.
Gayle had not believed it possible but she was getting some warm feelings between her legs. After all the fucking that she had done with Ted, she had believed herself incapable of feeling for a long while.
But somehow Sharon's fingers were giving new life to Gayle. She felt an itch between her legs and her ass-cheeks were quivering. She couldn't believe it but she was getting turned on.
"Let's go to bed," Sharon said. "I'll give you a real massage."
Gayle allowed herself to be pulled sleepily from the shower. Sharon dried her off and now and then one of her fingers would lightly caress Gayle's naked skin.
Sharon pulled her to the bed and Gayle lay down.
"Turn over," Sharon commanded. "I'll rub your back first."
Gayle turned over on her stomach. Sharon's light fingers began to caress and knead Gayle's back and shoulders. Slowly all the tenseness and pain drained from Gayle's body. The soft fingers seemed to be filled, with magic, a wonderful electric magic.
Sharon's hands moved to Gayle's buttocks. The fingers gently pulled the ass-cheeks apart and traced a line down Gayle's crack. The hands went lower, pulling at the muscles of her legs.
"Now turn over," Sharon whispered.
Gayle turned over and Sharon lowered her head. Gayle felt Sharon's tongue against the inside of her leg. Slowly the tongue traveled upward and sweet lips kissed Gayle's thighs, and then the velvet skin of her stomach.
Sharon moved upward until her face was just above Gayle's breasts. She lowered her head and captured one of Gayle's rosy nipples between her lips. She sucked on it for a few moments.
"Sharon," Gayle protested.
"Quiet," Sharon commanded. "Just relax and let me. I'll make you feel better."
Gayle was frightened and excited. The excitement was causing her pussy to become juicy. This was something that she had always been taught was very wrong. Sex between girls was supposed to be dirty, but she could feel nothing dirty about the lips that kissed her. Gayle squeezed her thighs together.
Sharon was sucking in more of Gayle's sweet, creamy flesh. She sucked it deep into her throat and used her tongue against it. Gayle moaned. Shivers of excitement were running up and down her body.
Sharon moved her head upward and kissed Gayle softly on the lips. Sharon's tongue probed between Gayle's lips and Gayle opened her mouth to accept it.
Sharon pressed herself against Gayle. Gayle felt Sharon's searching fingers probing between her legs and Gayle opened them. One of Sharon's fingers slipped easily into Gayle's juicy cunt.
"Ohhhh," moaned Gayle. "That feels good, Sharon. So good. I love your fingers."
"It's going to feel better," Sharon promised. "A lot better before the night is over."
Sharon slipped her finger out and moved her hands around to cup Gayle's ass. She began to squeeze Gayle's ass hard. It felt good. The hands were different from a man's. A man's hands were usually hard and demanding and Gayle loved a man. But Sharon's hands were soft and gentle, almost urgent, and Gayle found that she loved them also.
Sharon's mouth pressed once more against Gayle's and Gayle once more accepted the tongue.
Sharon drew back.
"I'm going to get naked," Sharon said.
"Yes," Gayle said. "I'd like to see you naked. You have very nice titties but I've wondered what the rest of you looks like."
Sharon gave her an impish smile and stripped out of her bottoms. She slipped out of her panties and stood naked before Gayle. Gayle had always thought Sharon slightly skinny, but she saw now that Sharon's body was perfect. Large boobs, thin waist, and creamy-white thighs, with a large golden thatch between her legs.
"You're almost the same color," Gayle giggled.
"What?" Sharon asked.
"Our pussies. They're almost the same color."
Now it was Sharon's turn to giggle. "I'd have never thought of that. We are nearly the same color."
"Twins," Gayle said.
Gayle was really tired but the sight of Sharon's naked body had turned her on even more. She could feel hot flashes between her thighs and her nipples were hard little points. She was feeling a very strong attraction for Sharon. Stronger than Gayle had ever believed possible to feel for any woman.
"Have you ever been loved by another woman?" Sharon asked.
"No," Gayle said.
"Then I'll be the first. I like that."
"Don't you think this is a little bit wrong?" Gayle asked.
"Wrong?" Sharon said, astonished. "What could be wrong about something that feels good? All you have to do is relax and enjoy it, and never let any old-fashioned morals get in the way."
Sharon straddled Gayle's knees. She lowered her head slowly. Gayle wanted her. She wanted Sharon's tongue between her thighs. She wondered what it would feel like.
Sharon touched her face to Gayle's blonde pubic hairs. Slowly her tongue curled in the hairs, licking and tasting and softly caressing.
"Mmmm," Gayle moaned. "That does feel good. Just like you promised."
Sharon pulled her head away. "It's going to feel better. I've just gotten started."
Sharon pushed her face into Gayle's pussy. Her tongue slipped into Gayle's hot cunt and tasted Gayle's hot juices. Sharon pulled her face away again and Gayle moaned in protest.
"Don't worry," Sharon said. "I won't let you down. I'll be back. I wanted to tell you how delicious you were. All hot and tasty."
Sharon bent forward again. Her tongue licked at Gayle's cunt entrance. Gayle moaned again. Sharon's tongue once more slipped inside Gayle's hot pussy. Sharon's tongue was experienced in bringing pleasure. In a few moments she had Gayle climbing the walls.
"Oh shit," Gayle groaned. "It feels so good. Oh shit, it does feel good. You've got a wonderful tongue, Sharon. A beautiful tongue."
Sharon began to lick faster, using all of the expertise that she had. Sharon had to admit that she was turned on by the older woman. She had originally intended simply to thank Gayle for what she had done.
But seeing her in that towel had made Sharon's blood boil. Sharon liked both men and women. She liked to suck cocks and to eat pussy. She had never seen anyone get as turned on as Gayle was getting. Gayle had a beautiful cunt. Sharon had meant it when she had said Gayle was tasty.
Gayle's hips were moving. Sharon's tongue was awakening new desires in her, desires that were strange but that felt really wonderful.
"Oh yes," Gayle groaned. "Oh yes, eat me. Eat me good. Eat my pussy."
Suddenly Sharon turned so that her own pussy was over Gayle's face. Gayle was turned off at first. She didn't mind being eaten but she didn't want to eat another girl's pussy. But the quivering cuntlips were so close, and Gayle licked out with her tongue. Sharon moaned with delight and it gave Gayle a new feeling to know she was capable of doing that to Sharon.
She pulled Sharon's cunt down over her face and slipped her tongue into Sharon's cunt. It was a new experience, a new taste, but Gayle wasted no time.
She felt Sharon's searching lips find her clit. That wonderful mouth, lips and tongue were trying to draw the life-blood out of Gayle. She pushed her pussy up at Sharon's face.
"Damn!" she cried. "It feels so good! It feels so fucking good! Oh eat my pussy, Sharon! Sharon, eat it good!"
Sharon was beginning to move against Gayle's licking tongue and Gayle knew it wouldn't be long before Sharon creamed. She wondered what it would taste like to take another woman's juice into her mouth, to actually swallow it. Would it be like swallowing a man's juices? Gayle had certainly been learning some new things on this field-trip.
"Oh shit," Sharon said, drawing back. "Oh shit. I think I'm going to come. I think I'm going to come. Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shhttt!"
Gayle tasted another woman's hot flood of juices for the first time. It really wasn't so bad. She tasted and swallowed and pushed her face deeper into Sharon's cunt.
Sharon lay quivering for a long while and then her tongue began to move once more inside Gayle. Gayle had had many climaxes that day, so many that she was wondering if her body were going to stand another. But she could feel the hot juices building up in her and she didn't want to stop Sharon.
"Mmmmm," Sharon moaned. "Ummm. You taste so good, sweet thing. So good."
Sharon began to lick faster and faster, and all the time she rubbed her face hard against Gayle's pussy. Gayle knew now that she was going to come again, and she knew it was going to be soon.
"Oh shit," Gayle moaned. "Oh shit. I'm going to come! I'm going crazy! OH FUCK, I'M COMING!"
Sharon didn't pull her head back. She continued licking at Gayle until the trembling in Gayle's body subsided. Finally Gayle drew Sharon up to lie beside her.
"That was wonderful," Gayle said.
"Yes," Sharon agreed.
Gayle liked the warmness of Sharon's body beside her. She drew Sharon in close and felt Sharon's titties rubbing against her own.
"I should be leaving," Sharon said.
"No," Gayle protested. "Stay here with me tonight. I want you to sleep with me."
"Well," Sharon said. "I guess I could. My roommate probably wouldn't say anything if I did. But are you sure you want me to?"
"Yes," Gayle insisted.
"We might get carried away again," Sharon giggled.
"I don't care."
"I thought you were tired. Didn't you have a hard day? I mean that literally."
Gayle giggled. She gave Sharon a soft kiss on the cheek.
"I did have a hard day and I can hardly keep my eyes open. But I'd like for you to stay."
"Okay," Sharon agreed. "But I must leave early. We wouldn't want anyone walking in on us. It would be kind of hard to explain."
"Yes," Gayle said, "wouldn't it?"