Chapter 35

Tanner's cheek with the back of her hand, she confessed, "I had a fun time the other night. It was very titillating. Did you....umm...like it?"

Tanner couldn't stop the nod she gave in answer as she found herself lost in those emerald green eyes.

"Do you want to meet again?"

"Yes," Tanner absently responded.

"Tonight then, 10pm. I'll be at the window." The request was plain and simple before Casey walked away.

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The digital hour at the bottom right hand corner of the computer monitor turned to ten o'clock. Tanner tapped her foot debating on whether to meet Casey at the balcony French doors or not. Five minutes passed and she finally got up, not being able to resist any longer.

"You're late," Casey said playfully. She slowly slipped off the robe revealing all of her glory, all the while maintaining eye contact with her neighbor. "Now you," she commented once the robe hit the floor.

Tanner shed her clothing. She watched Casey's small hands softly brush her full round breasts.

"Do you like watching me?" Casey asked.

Tanner nodded as she moved closer to the glass.

"Do I excite you?" Casey asked.

Tanner nodded again.

"Show me how much I excite you." Casey looked directly at Tanner's nipples, and then her eyes scaled down to the patch of short black curls between Tanner's legs.

Tanner believed she understood the request, but wasn't sure if she could bring herself to do it. She watched Casey's fingers slide down the plane of her abdomen and dip between nether lips. Tanner gulped. Her stomach clenched as her eyes fixated on Casey's fingers slowly burrowing between her lips, and the expression of ecstatic bliss on her face.

"Will you show me Tanner?" she seductively asked.

The tall woman knew she couldn't resist this strawberry-blonde beauty. Long fingers began to softly brush the black curls. Encountering her excited nub, she stroked it in a circular motion as she heard Casey say, "That's it ---- harder."

A large open palm thumped upon the glass pane as Tanner tried to brace herself against the balcony door at hearing the blonde's sensual proclamation. She obeyed the request, trying to maintain her gaze on the beauty before her.

"Oh Tanner, watching you is so hot. I'm so close." Casey suddenly shoved two fingers inside while she maintained the friction on her engorged nub. Throwing her head back she let the orgasm wash over her.

The tall brunette followed, her legs trembling from the climactic waves. Ocean blue eyes caught the bright smile behind sea green orbs. She found it heartwarming. She watched Casey blow her a kiss, and they said their goodnights.

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Saturday morning came with dark overcast clouds and a rather chilling breeze. There was the promise of rain in the air. Mouse had invited Tanner, earlier in the week, over for brunch while the tall brunette walked her through the glitches she was having with her computer game. Ever since Mouse found out that Tanner was, in her words, a computer whiz, the two of them seemed to get along really well.

As Tanner sat at her own kitchen counter with a mug of her favorite freshly brewed coffee, she was hoping against all hope that Casey wouldn't be home. After that little adventure last night, she wasn't sure she would be able to carry on in normal conversation with the short blonde, let alone look her in the eyes. Downing the last of the contents of her mug, she finally mustered up the courage to walk across their shared grassy patch of yard and knock on the sliding glass door. Immediately Mouse brightly answered and invited her in.

Tanner's nose picked up the wonderfully delicious scents emanating from the kitchen. Her stomach, though, did a flop when she saw it was Casey cooking breakfast. They exchanged a quick glance and she did not fail to notice the devilish smirk on Casey's face.

Mouse had her laptop set up on the breakfast bar for them to work on. As the older sibling sat on the stool, Tanner guided her through the various windows while looking over her shoulder. It didn't escape Mouse's attention that every now and then from her peripheral she would catch Tanner watching Casey from behind.

"Are you staring at my sister's ass?" Mouse suddenly accused loud enough for the younger sibling to hear.

Tanner was flabbergasted. "Uh...I...no." Like a deer caught in headlights, she didn't know what to do. Casey's sea green eyes twinkled at her, and then turned back to finishing the food.

Mouse clapped a hand over Tanner's shoulder and pulled her in close. "It's okay if you are," she whispered. "I won't beat you for it. Ya know she hasn't had a girlfriend for a couple of years. Not even a one night stand. She says she couldn't tolerate having sex with a stranger. Me on the other hand ----- I try to get it as much as I can."

Tanner just stood there wide-eyed and dumbfounded.

"Hey you two. Breakfast is ready so let's eat before it gets cold." Casey announced.

They all took a place at the bar and engaged in casual conversation that Mouse soon dominated with all of her questions regarding computer programming while Casey and Tanner kept stealing glances at one another.

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The threatening clouds from this morning had brought with it a rather large storm by night fall that was quickly turning to ice. Tanner sat on the couch with her socked feet up, shaking her head as she glanced at the weather radar on her smartphone. This weather sure is something. The last half of January was unusually warm, and now into the second week of February and the weather decides to start acting like it's supposed to be winter. . Working on her research notes while thumbing through human physiology and anatomy, she lost track of the hours that passed. Suddenly she heard a hurried knocking coming from the sliding glass doors. Walking over, she pushed aside the blinds to find a very wet and shivering Casey. She opened the door and motioned the small woman inside. "What are you doing out there?" Tanner asked.

"I went out for some dinner, stupidly locked my keys in the car and Mouse isn't home." She set down the drenched plastic bag on the bar. "Normally we keep a spare house key available for the rare circumstances like this one but a certain sister of mine didn't return the key to its spot."

"That's a bummer." Tanner commented. "Let me get you a towel and something dry to change into." She returned quickly. "Here ya go. I also brought a pair of fleece pajama pants, socks, and a flannel shirt. They'll be big on you but at least they're warm and dry."

"Thanks." She began to strip completely in front of Tanner without much thought. She noticed the taller woman was unable to turn her gaze away as she continued to dry off. "You like to watch, don't you?"

At first, Tanner wasn't sure how to respond to that, and then she answered, "You like to be seen, don't you?"

"Touche." Casey commented. "But...just because I like to show, doesn't mean I easily put out when I meet someone. A person has to work hard to get me, and so many have failed. That's why I don't have a girlfriend."

Tanner stood stock still, the surprise evident from Casey's admission. Then with one eyebrow raised, she asked, "And what kind of work do I...umm...does someone have to do?"

Casey caught the slip as she finished slipping the socks over her feet. "Hmm, you're the first person who's asked. Let's see..." She crossed her arms across her chest and paced a bit. "Wine and dine me, be romantic and thoughtful ----a good listener. This person has to be patient. Oh and there must definitely be a spark. The electricity has to surge between me and the other ---- it's like that person is able to touch my very soul." She momentarily got lost in her thoughts.