The Bowl of Words, Tales of Vanity Bench, Roommates & Lovers, Episode 5
Roommates & Lovers
Book 1 in a series of novelettes
By the Author of the Suzy & Katie Series
By: D. D. Story
Revise Edition
We got our share of looks from the other girls, as
they headed in the opposite direction towards the official mixer at the
Union. We also heard a few comments,
about since we must be goings to the Dean’s party, we must be lesbians. We had learned during the week that it was common
knowledge on the campus that Dean Debutante was a lesbian. As well as the fact
that, that is who she normally invited to her beginning of the year party at
her house.
When we arrived at the walkway leading up to Dean
Debutante’s beautiful home, we followed two other girls, who we did not know up
the walk. Dean Debutante, herself was at
the door to greet us. The girls before
us, each got a kiss on the cheek from the dean, and then she introduced Sharon
and Anne to Carrie and I.
The girls laughed, and Anne said, “So you two are
the infamous Carrie Meaway and Vanity Bench.
I hear that you two stole the show at your Dorm Introduction Night.”
I looked at Carrie, and responded with; “We thought
we would give them something to laugh at besides our names.”
Sharon smiled and said; “It worked, everyone knows
who both of you are, and most are impressed.
And looking at the two of your tonight, some might add jealously and
desire, to their feelings about you!”
Dean Debutante, stepped in at that moment, “Desire
is allowed, but not jealously, we are each our own person girls. I’m so glad you both could make it tonight,
and I love your dresses, please tell me you didn’t buy them for the party.”
Carrie laughed and said, “No amazing as it may
sound, we both had brought these with us for special events.”
“Well girls you both look lovely, and please come in
and enjoy yourselves tonight. While the
attire is dressy, it party itself, is pretty informal, and relaxed.”
I took Carrie’s hand, and said, “Thank you Dean,
both Carrie and I have been looking forward to this evening. We both enjoy being at a party with prettily
dressed women.”
“Well Vanity, you are both at the right place on the
right night. Welcome and enjoy
yourselves.”
We left the dean at that point, allowing her to
greet the next people coming up the walk, and headed into the main body of the
house. To our right was a formal parlor,
with deserts laid out on the table and a fish fountain with punch spilling out
of its mouth.
Sharon and Anne were both at the punch bowl, filling
glasses, and when they heard us enter, they handed the glasses to us, and
filled two more for themselves. “Sorry
if I was snippy, you two are both beautiful, and look much older than
freshmen. I love your dresses, and I
think there are a large number of women here tonight that are going to pay a
lot of attention to both of you. I hope you both are as open as I think you
are?”
“No offense taken Sharon, and with regards to being
open, I think that every women in this room shares a common interest in whom
they prefer to spend time with, and share special moments with.”
Anne laughed; leaned forward and kissed me on the
cheek, “Very well put Vanity, I think the dorm may have got it wrong. That
sounded more like a lawyer talking than a comedian.”
“Thank you Anne that is my goal to become a lawyer.”
Carrie laughed, “Can’t you just hear the judge,
‘Miss Bench would you please approach the bench?’”
Sharon laughed, “Ah so Carrie is the comedian of the
pair then.”
“Actually, I am pre-law also, but with a name like
mine you have to learn to laugh, and have fun.
How about this name for a Law Firm: Bench & Meaway.”
We were all laughing now, as we headed from the
parlor into the main Dining Room, where it seems a large number of the guests
were congregated. I let my eyes do a
fast scan of the room and saw that there was a wide variety in the ages of the
guest, with Carrie and I being probably the youngest, and a couple of other
women whom appeared to be in their 50’s both of whom were dressed to the nines,
and adorned with pearls and diamonds.
Anne and Sharon saw some people that they knew, and
went over to say hi to them, which left Carrie and I standing alone in the
large room. We seemed to be the feature
of the night, and person after person came over and introduced themselves to us.
At one point Carrie leaned her head close to mine
and whispered, “I’m beginning to feel like we are the star attractions here
tonight.”
“I know the feeling, I feel like I have been
undressed more than once.”
“Well I know you were once by the dean, and then
once by me, how many others do you think have undressed you so far!”
I was laughing now, “Yeah, you look pretty great,
naked yourself you know. Do you think we
might get hit on tonight?”
“If we don’t, I will be totally shocked.”
“And maybe disappointed?”
I just smiled, and said, “Let’s see if we can find
the spiked punch, if there is any. It would be a shame to get this dressed up
and just stand around and talk all night.”
Carrie smiled at me and said, “Does Vanity’s naughty
side want to come out to play now?”
“Why, can you see the little devil sitting on my
shoulder, pointing out all of the very attractive women in this room?”
“No, but the little devil must be doing double duty
tonight, because I can hear him too. She
keeps talking about that tall blonde in the red chiffon dress, right?’
“Yes, she says she would like to see how far that
string of pearls goes down between here boobs.”
Carrie laughed; looked at me and said, “Mmm ever
think of a threesome?”
“In my dreams, I’ve had many, but never in real
life; How about you?”
“Like you, only in my dreams. But you’re right she is
very inviting looking, and she keeps looking over at us.”
“So I have noticed; shall we go meet her?”
“I think that is a wonderful idea.” So Carrie and I
walked across the table to where the tall blonde-haired woman was talking to
Dean Debutante. As we got closer, the
dean spotted us and motioned for us to come and join her. “Ah girls, I would like to introduce you Ruth
Heinsburg, Esq. Ruth, these two lovely
young women are booth first year pre-law students and roommates. The stunning redhead is Miss Vanity Bench,
while this lovely blonde is Carrie Meaway.”
The lawyer looked at the dean, and then at us, and
before anyone else could say anything the dean smiled and said, “Yes, I put
them together as roommates, I just couldn’t resist combining the names.”
“And were glad that you did dean, we’ve become very
good friends already. But we haven’t
decided whether to become a law firm, or a vaudeville comedy act.”
Ruth laughed and said, “Your names would work either
way girls, as would your beauty.” Ruth
then looked at the dean; “Constance my dear, I know that you have other guests
to attend to, and I would like to get to know these two lovely young ladies a
bit better.”
“By all means Ruth, I believe that they just put a
fresh bowl of punch out in the sitting room, you might find it a bit quieter
there to chat.”
Dean Debutante headed back to the room that
contained the main gathering of her guest, as Carrie and I followed Ruth through
a doorway off the main room into the sitting room. There was indeed a bowl of punch in the room
along with a tray of small sandwiches and another of deserts. We each go a cup
of punch and a small plate of sandwiches and then followed Ruth to a corner of
the room, where there was a Settee and a matching armchair.
Ruth motioned for Carrie and me to share the settee,
as she settled into the armchair across from us. We set our plates on the low marble top table
between us, and each took a sip of the punch.
Ruth smiled after taking a sip, “Careful girls, it
looks like they finally brought out the good punch.” Something; which I had already noticed, after
my first sip.
“Vanity and Carrie, I’m very impressed with both of
your admissions documents, and with Dean Debutante’s assessment of both of
you. What I would like to hear from each
of you is why you want to be a lawyer, and what type of law you would like to
practice. Oh yes, and while we’re in this room, please feel free to call me
Ruth.”
I looked at Carrie, and she nodded for me to go
first. I sat and explained to Ruth that
I wanted to be a lawyer, because I want to do something to help women in
general, and women like myself specifically.
Ruth, there are states where I could be arrested for holding hands with
Carrie in public, let alone giving her a kiss on the lips in public. I do not think that it is right that should
we elect to spend our lives together, we would have exactly no rights if one of
us got sick, injured or died. We cannot
even go public, without suffering ridicule and harassment, about which there is
no legal recourse. I would like to work on civil rights issues, especially for
women, we may have the right to vote, but very few other rights, unless it
suits the purpose of the men in power.
Ruth, I am a lesbian, and have known so since I was
fourteen. I do not hate men or boys; I
just have absolutely no desire for them sexually. It is one of the reasons that I selected Jones
for my higher education. I also strongly
believe that every woman here tonight is either a lesbian or bi-sexual. I am sorry if I have made an in accurate
assumption on your part Ruth, but I have observed many here, including Dean
Debutante, during a private meeting we had when I arrived here.
Ruth smiled: “Vanity, your observations as far as
the guest are extremely accurate, and I am quite impressed with your feelings
and views on women’s issues. I believe
that the law is the proper course for you. Unfortunately, you will still
experience harassment and innuendos as a lawyer, for as of today it is still a
male dominated world. Carrie how about
you, I know that you are also pre-law?
“Ruth, as you have deduced, Vanity and I spend a lot
of our time together, and not all of it is in bed.” This brought a smile to Ruth’s face, and the
suggestion that we refill our glasses before Carrie continued.
Which we did, and then Carrie, explained her
feelings about why she wanted to be a lawyer, most of which I already knew from
our own discussions, some of which were similar to mine, although Carrie wanted
to deal more with helping battered and abused women.
We must have impressed Ruth, for when Carrie
finished talking; she took a sip of her drink, and then leaned forward towards
us and said, Girls, let me rephrase that
to Ladies, I am impressed; it is not often that I am impressed by freshmen, or
even first year law students for that matter.
I would like to offer myself as a mentor to you both, and I would also
like both of you to spend your breaks and vacations working at my law firm, if
that would be agreeable with you and your parents of course.
I did not even hesitate in my response, nor did
Carrie really. I told Ruth that I would be honored to have her as my mentor,
and would love the opportunity to work at her law firm during semester breaks
and summer vacations. Carrie quickly
echoed my response to Ruth.
“Thank you ladies, I will be honored to act as you
mentor’s.” Ruth paused and then added; “Now
that the serious business is over, let’s refill these glasses again, and you
can tell me why you two young beautiful ladies decided to approach this much
older woman.”
As we refilled the glasses, Carrie looked at me and
said, “Go ahead tell her about the little devil that was sitting on your
shoulder before.”
Ruth laughed, and said; “I listened to a little
devil from time to time myself.”
“We’ll she kept talking about how enticing it is the
way your pearls hang down between your breast under your red dress, and she
wanted to know how far down those pearls went.”
“Well in that case, be my guest and look all you
want, you may even touch them if you like.”
I shifted my cup to my left hand, slowly moved
towards Ruth, and let my right hand gently slide across the bodice of her
dress, until I made contact with the string of pearls. I let my fingers lift
them gently, making sure that they made contact with both breasts, as I glanced
down at her satin covered breasts and then up at her. Ruth’s lips found mine and our kiss started
softly, but grew in fever.
Ruth broke our kiss and said; “Carrie, why don’t you go make sure the door
to the main room is closed and locked and then come join Vanity and I on the
settee.”
Carrie was back in a minute, along with three fresh
glasses of punch. She joined us on the
settee, at the opposite end from where I sat, as Ruth had positioned herself in
the center.
“Now ladies, I know this is highly unethical, as I
have offered you both positions at my firm, but you two have this lonely middle
aged lesbian lawyer, feeling anything but ethical at the moment. What I feel
like at the moment is being the filling between you two beautiful pieces of
pastry.”
Neither of us said a thing, as Carrie reached for
the beads that I had slipped back down the front of Ruth’s bodice, as I reached
behind her and slowly began to unfasten her dress. I was not surprise to feel a
hand gently making its way under my skirt, and I knew by the touch that it was
not Carrie’s hand.
My lips followed my fingers down her back as I undid
her dress, leaving a hot trail of kisses. The top of her dress slowly settled
over my head, as Carrie slipped it off Ruth as I planted one last kiss right at
the top of the crack of her ass, just as her hand reached its intended target,
dead on target.
The party, at least for the students ended at eleven, which gave
us all the ample amount of time to make it back to our dorms, and be in our
rooms prior to the midnight Saturday night curfew for the proper ladies of Jones.
We left the dean’s house right at eleven, and wearing each
other’s panties, as Ruth well knew. Numerous
kisses were shared, at the door, and more than one couple left hand in hand, as
did Carrie and I.
Reluctantly we had to release each other’s hands, as we got
closer to the quad, as the mixer was also letting out, and it looked more like
11am than 11pm with all of the students heading back to their dorms.
Carrie and I almost skipped up the steps to the dorm, we were
both high, high on the spiked punch, high on each other, and excited about what
the future might hold for us. Of course
the afterglow of sex just added to our high.
We made it into our room, without stopping to kiss on the stairs,
which we really wanted to do on the second floor landing, especially after
hearing Carrie’s soft comments as she followed me up the stairs, about how sexy
I looked in her panties.
Once the door was closed behind us, I turned and melted into
Carrie’s arms, our lips meshed, parting to allow our tongues to dance with each
other’s as our hand quickly unfastened the dresses that we had just put back
on.
We were quickly down to panties, garter belts, stockings, and
heels. We broke our kiss and gently stepped out of the pile of cloths that lay
at our feet. Carrie took both of the
dresses gently laid them my bed, then took my hand and led me to her bed where
she lay me back, and after slipping off my heals, she kissed her way up my
stocking legs until she reached my naked thighs. Here she lingered covering both of my legs
with kisses, while never touching the black silk covering my very, very ready
pussy.
I lay there watching Carrie’s head move from side to side, as I
kneaded my own breast and tugged on my nipples.
Suddenly she looked up at me, and with a big smile on her face buried
her face against her silk panties, which I knew that I had been making damp
during her kisses.
I climaxed with Carries first contact with my silk covered
pussy, and wrapped my legs around her and holding her tightly against my
rocking and bucking hips.
We never did get to perform our routine that we developed for
the Christmas Break Talent Show. The
world, as we knew it, was turned upside down on December 7, 1941. In fact,
Carrie and I spent most of the Christmas Break, waiting to hear that our
Mothers and Fathers had been able to obtain passage back to the United States,
after war was declared against both Germany and Japan.
Thankfully, they were in Lisbon, Portugal at the time war was
declared, and were able to obtain passage on a freighter flying a Swiss flag: Which
did allow for them to have a safe; albeit, a somewhat crude passage, back
across the Atlantic.
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