Lisa's Second Chance - Chapter 1

Chapter 1 - My New Life and My New Friend

I was working on our home planet Earth, quite happily, in the workshops of the Interstar Corporation, repairing and maintaining the spacecraft. Well, actually, I worked in the canteen, preparing meals for the scientists, mechanics and managers. Actually, I wasn't happy either.

I'd completed my education at school and college five years previously, and was looking forward to further my education and become a doctor. But then I met a guy, fell in love and decided to travel with him for a couple of years. Feeling like I had met the man of my dreams, I allowed myself to lose sight of my ambitions and become dependent on him. I thought he felt the same way. But after three years, I had become emotionally abused, robbed of all my money along with my self respect. He left me with nothing, other than a dislike of men, and no prospects.

After months of therapy, I managed to put myself out there again, and got a job with Interstar, in the canteen. It was a terrible job, but I was feeling happier that I was starting to put the past behind me.

I had only been working for a few days when another new employee started work in the kitchen. She was assigned to the same section as me, introduced herself warmly, and I enjoyed her cheeky smile. Aretta and I quickly became friends at work. Aretta was thirty, which is five years older than me. I found her happy and cheeky nature, just what I needed after years of misery. Life slowly started to become fun again, and I even looked forward to going to work, mainly to spend time with Aretta.

One night at work, at the end of a hard day, Aretta and I were cleaning the kitchen. The strangest thing happened. As Aretta bent forward to clean the doors of a storage unit, I caught myself starting at her ass. Shocked, I couldn't stop myself. It may have been the tight shorts she was wearing that made the shape of her butt so nice to look at, or something more subconscious, I am not sure. In fact, I found her beautiful. She had a slim figure, with perfectly sized breasts, a toned butt, and a huge smile. Added to her long brown hair, she looked amazing.

I put it out of my mind, or so I thought. But I found that as time passed, I started to feel physically attracted to her. I guess it was inevitable, as I had not ever felt attracted to women before, but my life was changing. I needed love, and had given up on men. And here was someone, who made me feel happy. Every day I started to feel butterflies in my stomach, and I took every opportunity to examine her body, and be close to her. I think she knew it too, because I don't think I was very subtle about it.

Aretta and I often met outside of work for lunch, or coffee, but this Friday was different. It was already dark when we finished work. We hugged each other and went home. I reached my apartment and decided that I would have a shower and then enjoy some wine and a movie before bed.

I finished my shower and dried my hair. As I turned off the hair dryer, my phone was flashing, and there was a message from Aretta. She said that she was bored and not feeling tired, and asked if I wanted to meet for drinks at the bar across town? Of course I did! We arranged to meet in an hour.

I put on a nice white tee shirt with my new red skirt, which was pretty short for me, but it was summer and hot. As I was leaving my apartment, I realised that without even noticing, I had chosen my best underwear. The bright red, lace thong and bra set.

I felt both excited and nervous as I got off the bus near the bar. It was late, and there was no one on the street as I walked towards the junction in the road. I passed the last of the houses on the street, and suddenly the silence was broken as someone shouted, "Hey!" in a familiar voice.

Aretta, stepped from a dark doorway and I stopped, slightly surprised.

She giggled at my fright. "I've been waiting for you."

I had just recovered from the surprise, and that's when I noticed that Aretta was dressed in skin-tight black latex shorts and a black top. She was swaying slightly, and had clearly been drinking. I could smell it on her breath as she stepped closer to me. But as with all the things she did, I found it sweet.

Aretta said, "I don't want any more to drink. I need coffee."

She turned away before I could say anything, and walked back into the the dark doorway. Then I realized this was her place, and I never knew where she lived until now.

"You coming?" she said between giggles.

I smiled and followed her. Having never seen her drunk like this, I was enjoying the experience of her playfulness. I followed her up the stairs to her door. Okay, I was literally staring at her ass all the way.

Once we got inside, she made coffee and invited me to sit down on her sofa. I watched her through the door to her kitchen. She seemed happy and had a huge smile. I noticed that she didn't have many pictures in her home. In fact, her place was tidy, clean and quite bare, like she didn't have much stuff or just moved in. I felt warm and comfortable though. Aretta returned with two mugs of coffee and a glass of water, and sat next to me. I was feeling slightly self concious as I saw that she had turned towards me and was staring at me as she sipped her coffee.

Suddenly, as I caught her eye, she said, "So, Lisa... do you like what you see when you look at me?" Then she grinned and took another sip of coffee.

I felt myself turn bright red and stumble over words as I tried to reply. I managed to say nothing coherent before she put her coffee down on the table, and took my coffee from my hand and also put it on the table. I was feeling so nervous, that I felt like I was about to faint. I opened my mouth to say something, anything.

But just at that moment, Aretta slid closer to me and put her lips to my ear. Her palm, quite roughly, pressed against my stomach and ran up to my chest and softly gripped my right breast.

She whispered " I know you want me."

I couldn't move, as a rush of intense feelings flooded my mind. She kissed my ear and I arched my back and bit my lip. I felt my nipple harden through my clothes as her hand squeezed.

Aretta felt my nipple against her palm and sniggered into my ear, "I thought so." she said.

I was ready to give in, right in that moment, I wanted her so badly. I thought to myself, that this may be the only chance to feel what's it like to be with Aretta, and I'm not going to blow it. I turned my head to her and pressed my lips to hers.

She responded by sliding her tongue straight into my mouth. She tasted so good, and as her tongue swirled around I moaned into her mouth. She pushed me back on the sofa.

I felt that lovely feeling of my pussy suddenly wettening in my panties. I let her lie on top of me, kissing me deeply. My heart rate was through the roof. I couldn't remember ever being so aroused by someone. I had imagined my first time with a woman, and fantasized about Aretta countless times over the last few months. I had expected it would be gentle and slow. This was fast, intense, and erotic.

Aretta knew exactly what she was doing.

I wrapped my arms around Aretta's back and ran my hands down over her firm ass, massaging it through her tight latex shorts. Aretta moved her hand away from my breast and moved her body sideways a little as she pushed her hand downwards. My skirt had become hitched up as we squirmed together on the sofa. I felt her hand slid between my thighs. I groaned into her mouth as her fingers pushed upwards and brushed over my wet panties.

Aretta pulled her mouth away and looked at me, smiling, "Oh shit honey, you're so wet."

I almost had an orgasm with excitement of her words. I leaned back into the sofa, giving her hand permission to continue. Aretta continued looking at me, as her fingers hooked under my the side of my panties and pressed into my wet, shaved pussy lips. It felt so good as she rubbed her fingers up and down my wet pussy and over my clit, spreading my juices. Aretta giggled and moved back, then slid down off the sofa. I looked down to see her head disappear between my legs, and her hands gently pushed my thighs further apart.

I obeyed and spread my legs, which forced my shirt to bunch above my hips. Her hands drifted up both thighs, and then I felt her other hand pulling my panties to one side. I was lying there, on her sofa, fully clothed, panting and gripping onto the cushions. I moaned loudly as her fingers massaged each side of my pussy lips. Then I felt her use her fingers to spread my lips apart, exposing my dripping hole and hard little clit.

Then it happened, what I had dreamed of... her lips kissed my clit. I pretty much screamed, as I felt my clit being sucked into her warm mouth. It was more than I could handle and I felt an orgasm overtake my whole body suddenly. My body shivered and my pussy spasmed hard. Aretta, used her hands to keep my thighs open as my knees shook. Her mouth never left my clit, and she just held it in her lips, without moving.

Just as I was gasping for breath, and as the orgasm subsided, I felt Aretta begin to suck my clit hard. It was almost too sensitive, but I wanted more. My back arched and I rolled my hips as her lips worked their magic. Then she began swirling her finger around my wet pussy lips. Seconds later, I felt her slowly push two fingers into me. They slid in easily and deep. She curled them upwards, finding that spot behind my clit right away. I felt her rub in circles as she sucked my clit harder again.

Only about forty-five seconds passed before I was screaming again as I had the biggest orgasm I ever felt in my life. I squirted hard as I climaxed, spraying Aretta's hand and chin with my juices.

Aretta let my clit slip out of her lips and slowly pulled her fingers from my flooded pussy. I was catching my breath as she crawled up my body. Her arms held me close as I trembled from the orgasm. I was totally under her spell. I had never felt so wonderful and fulfilled, and the sexual pleasure was amazing, mind-blowing, and I wanted more of her.

She just held me until I calmed down. 

After a minute, I sat up, smiling like a teenager.

Aretta leaned back and grinned at me, and licked her lips cheekily. She reached over and handed me a glass of water from the table. I was a little dehydrated, and I drank it all down.

That's when I started to feel strange, dizzy. I reached out for Aretta with my free hand. She took the empty glass and put it aside, then slipped off the sofa to kneel on the floor. She helped me lay down flat on the sofa and stroked my head.

The last thing I remember before I blacked out, was Aretta kissing my forehead.

Continued in Chapter 2

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