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  Copyright© 2014 Berengaria Brown

  ISBN: 978-1-77130-757-4

  Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

  Editor: JS Cook

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  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

  DEDICATION

  For Bron who crossed the continent to achieve her Happily Ever After.

  AUTHOR NOTE

  “Loving Lydia” and “Happy Commitment” have been previously published as short stories. Now they have been linked together, since the four women attend the same fitness center. “Women in Love” is not just the story of Tammy and Lydia, and Damaris and Larnie, but how the four meet and with a brand new section at the end of the book.

  WOMEN IN LOVE

  Romance on the Go TM

  Berengaria Brown

  Copyright © 2014

  Chapter One

  Tammy and Lydia

  “Hi, Lydia.” Tammy casually settled herself on the exercise bike next to the one Lydia was using. Surreptitiously she rubbed her hand across her mouth to check she wasn’t drooling at the super-hot picture Lydia made in her sunshine yellow t-shirt and black bike shorts, as she pedaled her exercise bike.

  Tammy set the speed on her bike to just extend herself a bit but still leave her able to hold a conversation, and hoped today would be one of the days when Lydia was in a talkative mood.

  “Oh, hi Tammy. How’s it going?”

  “Not bad. No troublesome clients this week. What about you?”

  “Yeah, pretty good. Work is busy enough to bring in the dollars but not so busy I don’t have time to think. Actually, I have been thinking. I’ve been thinking it’s time I stopped to smell the roses or whatever that saying is. Well, stop and grab a coffee with a friend anyway.”

  “Hey let’s do that today then. I don’t have to work ’til this afternoon. Or is today not good for you?”

  Lydia slid her cell phone out of the back pocket of her bike pants and checked it quickly. “Yep, I have about an hour that’s clear after this, so let’s do that.”

  Her pale blue eyes gleamed as she grinned at Tammy and Tammy’s heart clenched at the succulent picture Lydia made, her soft golden-blonde hair a perfect foil for the bright yellow shirt.

  Tammy gulped. “Sounds good.” She dragged a deep breath in. “Meet you at the coffee shop over the road in, say, half an hour then?”

  “Yeah, that’ll be good.” Lydia slid her cell phone back into her pocket and increased the speed of her bike.

  Tammy tried to concentrate on her own work-out but her gaze slid over to the delicious sight of her neighbor, with just the slightest sheen of sweat on her face, and her legs pumping the bike pedals.

  Her face would look just like that as we made love. That glow of perspiration, the smile in her eyes, but she would be focused on me as I brought her to one orgasm after another. I wonder if her pussy is bare or if she has blonde curls there for me to run my fingers through as I search out her clit to stroke it? Her skin is fair so I bet her nipples would be pink rather than brown. But in my mouth they’d soon turn hard and red, as I sucked her closer and closer to exploding. And then I’d—

  Tammy brought her mind back to the present as cream dripped from her cunt to dampen her panties. Lucky I was planning to have a shower and change my underwear! she thought.

  Tammy watched as Lydia slid off her bike, nodded to her, and wandered over to the weights to do the next part of her program. Tammy didn’t have a set program. She just did whatever she felt like and right now she felt like watching Lydia so she stayed on the bike.

  Tammy had first noticed Lydia a couple of months previously, and the attraction had been instant and all-consuming. Lydia was very organized and followed a routine. Tammy did her own thing so it was easy for her to come to the gym a couple of times a week when she knew Lydia would be there so she could get to know her.

  And the more she learned about the woman the more she ached to hold her in her arms and make love to her. And now, finally, they were going to have a coffee together. Awesome!

  ****

  The coffee shop was nothing much to look at, the floor gray tiles, the tables brown wood, and the chairs brown wood with metal legs. But the staff was friendly and helpful, the coffee was very good, and they also made extremely tasty baked potatoes, so a lot of the gym patrons met there either before or after their work-outs.

  But today Tammy hardly noticed her surroundings. She wanted to burn every moment of this brief time with Lydia deep into her brain so she could recall the memories for ever after.

  Tammy had spent her time in the shower wondering how to turn these few moments into a meaningful experience that Lydia would want to repeat. I don’t want to scare the woman off but I need to make sure she knows I’m interested in her. A shallow, surface conversation is not going to help me here. I need to get her to open up and really talk to me. But how…?

  For the first few minutes they exchanged their usual chitchat about their jobs and the latest movie star scandal. Then Tammy drew deeply on her courage and asked, “What is your passion? What is your innermost dream? What would you like to be remembered for in the future?”

  Lydia stared at her for long minute, and then replied, “You don’t mince words do you? Straight for the jugular.”

  “I want to get to know you better, and this seemed like a good place to start.”

  “Yeah. Well… I’m passionate about my career. It means a hell of a lot to me. As a woman I’ve had to fight my way up through the ranks and I’ve always had to be twice as good as the men to get even half the recognition. Although I’ve fought damn hard for my salary I’m sure there are men getting more than me who aren’t as capable as I am. Having said that though, I have come farther faster than anyone expected, even me. I was the first female senior manager, the first female partner, and I’m still the only female board member.

  “It’s really weird you asking me this today, because I turned forty a couple of weeks ago and realized that there is nowhere else to go. The only person above me now is the CEO and that’s not the kind of job I’d ever want. I could move to another bigger company, maybe in New York, but I would basically have to start all over again. All my contacts are here, and people here know I can get the job done.

  “It’s time now for me to find some new, bright, young women and to mentor them so they can smash the glass ceiling and be the CEOs and GMs of the future. I can teach them the skills I’ve had to discover the hard way, and they have the youth and energy to press ahead farther than I will ever go. I need to stay on top of things or I’ll just get pushed aside, but I’ve decided it’s time for me to look outside the day-to-day job to the broader picture. To pay it forward in some younger women’s lives.”

  Tammy almost held her breath. Lydia had told her so much more than she expected to hear. That was a truly amazing ambition and demonstrated so clearly the passionate, loving, giving woman Lydia was. “And what about in your private life?”

  “Again, straight to the jugular.” Lydia shook her head but she smiled at Tammy. “Oh I’ve had affairs over the years. What forty-year-old woman hasn’t? I thought I was in love once, but she was just trying to reclaim her lost youth with a much younger woman. And yes, my recent thoughts have led me to the idea that, if s
omething good comes up I’m willing to explore the possibilities.”

  Tammy thought her heart might pound right out of her chest. She’d guessed Lydia was interested in women and she was right. Lydia was smiling at her. Lydia was interested in her! “Can we explore those possibilities together?”

  Lydia dug her cell phone out of her purse and thumbed through her address book. “Hi Sylvie. I’m in a meeting and it’ll take a few hours. I’ll have my lunch break as well and see you around 2 p.m. Okay? Bye.”

  She put some money on the table, slid her phone back into her purse and asked, “Your place or mine?”

  Chapter Two

  Lydia’s nerves were on edge almost as if she were about to make an important presentation at work. Well I guess I am about to make an important presentation, but what I’m presenting is myself, my apartment, my life.

  Although she was used to making business decisions in a split second, decisions about her life were usually made slowly and after much thought. Maybe it’s time I changed that, too.

  Tammy was the yin to her yang, the light to her darkness. Tammy was free and easygoing. Lydia planned everything meticulously. Yeah, well it’s definitely time I made some changes there. I need to lighten up and live a little. I do like what I see in Tammy. She’s what I need to get me out of my career-driven rut. And I need a good fuck. It’s been so long since I held a real live woman in my arms and she’s the kind of woman I like. Someone who engages my brain as well as my hormones. Well, we’ll see how it goes, nothing is settled yet. This may be a once-off.

  Lydia unlocked her door and ushered Tammy into her apartment. The main room was a large, light space with pale walls hung with bright, abstract paintings, two parchment colored sofas and a huge plasma screen TV on the wall. She walked straight through the room and down the hallway to her bedroom, another large, light room with pale walls and abstract paintings. The king-sized bed was covered with a quilt in a swirling pattern of pinks and purples, colors repeated in the painting over the bed.

  Lydia knew the apartment would tell Tammy a lot about her. Her love of spaciousness and light, yet her need for something in each room to be individual and shine in its own right.

  She dropped her purse on the dressing table and held out her arms to Tammy.

  Tammy slid her backpack off her shoulders and walked into Lydia’s embrace. “I’ve wanted to do this for so long. I’ve been lusting after you almost since the day I saw you.”

  “I want you too. That was something else I realized when I looked at my life on my fortieth birthday.”

  “Why didn’t you say something?”

  “I don’t know. I would have eventually, but I am glad we are here today.”

  Lydia tightened her arms around Tammy, and pulled the slightly shorter, rounder woman hard against her body. Breast to breast and hips to hips they kissed. Tiny, soft gentle kisses at first, then Tammy ran her tongue along the seam of Lydia’s mouth and Lydia opened and welcomed Tammy’s tongue inside.

  Lydia could smell the fresh, clean bite of peach on Tammy’s hair and taste the coffee on her lips. She ran her tongue inside the other woman’s mouth and slid it along the insides of her cheeks and behind her teeth.

  Their kissing became harsher, deeper, more passionate as each sucked on the other’s tongue then thrust theirs into the other’s hot, wet cavern.

  Tammy dropped her hands to Lydia’s butt and held the woman hard against her, grinding their pelvises together.

  Lydia let her hands roam down Tammy’s back, then up inside her t-shirt. She loved the feel of Tammy’s back—soft and womanly but with an underlying firmness of muscle and bone structure. And her ass, yum! Firm but still rounded, not flat like a man’s.

  “I’d like to see what is under that prim business suit,” said Tammy.

  “Time to get your jeans off too.”

  They stepped apart to undress. As Lydia folded each item neatly and placed it on a chair, she noticed Tammy had just dropped her clothing casually on the floor by her backpack. “We really are very different aren’t we?” she said gesturing to the pile of clothes.

  “Don’t worry. I’ll help you lose some of that staidness, and I bet there’s plenty of spontaneity and passion underneath, even if you do wear a white bra and knickers."

  “I’ve got some colored ones somewhere. Navy blue and black anyway.”

  “Bet they’re just cotton though.”

  “Shut up and kiss me again.”

  Lydia folded her beautiful quilt down to the foot of the bed and pulled back soft, pale pink sheets that matched the pillow cases. Then suddenly the two women were on the bed, kissing and touching in a steadily building haze of passion.

  Lydia pulled Tammy partly over her, the better to stroke her long back and to clutch her gently rounded ass.

  Tammy pressed her pelvis hard into Lydia’s and ground her hips so their mounds rubbed against each other and Lydia felt her clit engorge and her honey start to slip from her pussy with the need to have more. More of Tammy.

  Tammy sat astride Lydia’s hips and held her head still. Lydia stared straight into Tammy’s rich chocolate-brown eyes as Tammy’s mouth dropped down to possess hers. And it was possession. Lydia could feel the waves of desire rolling off Tammy and knew the other woman could feel the damp heat in her pussy and see how hard her nipples had grown.

  Lydia thrust her hips up and wondered if the younger woman could even feel her clit it was so hard and hot, positively throbbing with the need to be touched.

  Lydia’s hands slid around from Tammy’s back and butt to cup her breasts. Tammy’s breasts were round and full, firm with pinkish-brown nipples and large dark areolas. “Beautiful,” she whispered, squeezing the nipples and rolling them between her fingers.

  A gush of honey poured from Lydia’s cunt and she felt the wetness on her hips that demonstrated Tammy’s arousal too. “I want to taste you.”

  “Me too.”

  Tammy flipped herself around so that her cunt was over Lydia’s mouth and her own mouth was at Lydia’s pussy.

  “I wondered if you were shaved, but I like that you aren’t. I want to run my fingers through your curls and find—this.” Tammy sucked Lydia’s clit into her mouth, and nibbled gently on it with her teeth. Then she licked along Lydia’s pussy lips, gently lapping at them before sucking them into that warm, wet cavern one after the other. Finally she thrust her tongue deep into Lydia’s cunt and licked all around inside.

  Lydia’s honey poured from her channel into Tammy’s mouth. Oh hell, Tammy does that amazingly well.

  Lydia had to concentrate on the pussy in front of her. She was so aroused, so close to coming, but all she could think of was bringing her lover—and she instinctively knew that Tammy was her lover now—to climax with her.

  First she licked along the join between thigh and torso. There was a faint peach-y taste to Tammy’s skin here too. Next she continued licking up from the join and across to her clit. The little bud was hard and ready, so Lydia ran her tongue around and around it, teasing, never actually touching it, until finally she flicked it once, twice, three times with her tongue.

  Cream was flowing copiously from Tammy’s channel, so Lydia licked at it, tasting. Very nice—more tangy than salty. Lydia thrust her tongue deep into Tammy’s pussy, eager for more of her taste, wanting to give the kind of pleasure she was receiving, pleasure that was making it very hard to concentrate as she was so close to coming herself.

  Every nerve ending was on fire, and Tammy had somehow wrapped her lower legs around her and was using her feet to tease and excite Lydia’s back.

  Holy shit I’m going to come!

  Lydia moved her tongue back to Tammy’s clit, licking it then flicking it, then as she felt the explosion about to roll through herself she bit it firmly but not too hard as she let go of her control and threw herself into an orgasm.

  The explosion rolled through her, shaking her limbs and pounding out of the top of her head. Her cunt poured with cream and sh
e felt Tammy’s honey dripping onto her tongue as she thrust it hard and deep in the younger woman’s channel. Then Tammy was shaking and quivering around her and she relaxed, knowing her friend had reached her peak too.

  “Come up here and hold me,” she whispered.

  ****

  Tammy was feeling relaxed and snug in Lydia’s arms, when Lydia said, “You asked me about my dreams and passions. What about yours?”

  “I’m five years younger than you and I’ve never looked on my job as anything more than a means to pay the bills, with a few warm fuzzies from helping other people, thrown in.

  “Nursing is a good job in that you can choose a whole range of places to work—hospitals, senior citizens’ centers, businesses, schools. I got tired of working in hospitals because the hours of the shifts can be horrendous. Some of the patients are pretty horrendous too. So now I work for an agency. I choose my shifts, I choose the places I go and I still make an adequate income. Oh, nothing like what you make, but enough for me to get by and pay the bills. I guess you could say I’ve had my mid-life crisis and made some changes and I’m happy. But I’m even happier to be in your bed. Shit, woman I’ve lusted after you forever!” Tammy bent her head to lick one of Lydia’s nipples. Then she sucked the entire areola into her mouth, pushing the nipple against the roof of her mouth and sucking hard.

  She cupped one breast in her palm, running her thumb over the nipple, as she sucked the other one.