Her: (My Secret Lesbian Love Affair)Mature Short Story {18+} Completed

Four

After verbally agreeing about the role,Danity decided to take out the bottle of wine she was saving to drink with Michael on tomorrow night. Vexa sat on the bar stool at the Island while Danity pulled the bottle from from the refrigerator. She walked to the cupboard standing on her tiptoes to reach the wine glasses.

"You need some help?" Vexa asked standing up pulling her skirt down.

"Uh," she groaned. "I think..." Danity scoffed as her fingertips grazes the glass.

She pushed up on her tiptoes again just as Vexa stood behind her. Her body grazed against Dainty's backside as she reached up taking two glasses down.

"I got them."Vexa told her , as Danity's hands dropped to her sides.

"Yeah. You do."she replied softly and nervously.

She turned slightly as they stood face to face. A tinge of attraction ignited between them making Danity more nervous.

"I-I should fill our glasses." She smiled lowering her eyes to Vexa's biting her lip breathing in a hint of her Gucci perfume. It was extremely vigorous to her nose.

"I guess you should." Vexa retorted backing away, slowly walking back to the Island taking her seat on the barstool as she scoped out the shape of Dainty's tear drop ass.

Danity poured the white moscato with shaky hands. She placed the bottle on the Island counter top then she took a seat next to Vexa.

"I honestly can't believe that after one audition you want me. I mean...." she sighed pulling her hair back up in a bun. "I mean want me for the role. You must think I'm crazy." she laughed picking up her glass taking small sips.

Vexa grinned as wine lingered on her lips. "Nope. Not at all what I was thinking." she smirked licking her lips leaving Dainty's mind to wonder.

"Oh."Danity she replied quaintly pondering her thoughts.

Vexa played with the rim of her glass smiling. "Aren't you going to ask what I was thinking?"

Dainty's lips met her glass again she continued to drink until the glass was empty. "I mean..." she shrugged her shoulders in a nervous response .

Vexa smiled brushing her hands across Dainty's arm. "I'll make it easy for you. You want to know how it feels to like a woman. I can tell you're curious about me, and since we'll be working together, I'm willing to share. I want you comfortable because we'll be interacting on your scenes in the play." she exclaimed not taking her eyes way from Dainty

"Vexa. I...I didn't mean to come off as judgmental. I wouldn't do that to you or anyone else." She fretted her response.

"Slow down." Vexa smiled soothing her hands across Dainty's knuckles. "You don't have to be nervous, and I don't take offence so easily. Being a lesbian sometimes give people the wrong ideas about me. Every girl thinks you want her, which is not the case, and every man thinks you're obviously a girl pretending to have a d!ck. I'm a classy bitch! Yes. I love p#ssy. I love women, but a certain woman. I do have a preference as anyone else man or woman." Vexa explained.