Jabrina and Millicent: Act One

JABRINA AND MILLICENT
Act One

She listened to the deep steady breathing beside her. Her thoughts dwelled upon the last week's events with the prejudice of dissatisfaction; yet she had achieved everything she had set out to accomplish. Millicent agreed to a trial relationship; however, Jabrina's goals proved inadequate at the very least. She felt as if she had actually stepped into someone else's manipulations where she met the goals of another which were masked as her own.

Jabrina eased herself from the bed. She grabbed a light chiffon robe and wrapped herself as she tip-toed from the dark room. She walked to the sliding glass door and opened it to step out onto the deck. The air chilled her and she nipped under the thin covering. Her legs were bare from mid-thigh down and her arms were covered midway between elbow and wrist.

The air smelled of juniper and lilac. A moon lit the varnished wood of the deck and Jabrina took slow deliberate steps toward the path winding toward the boundary of the trees surrounding the isolated cottage.

She stopped a few feet from the three steps descending to ground level and leaned against the waist high railing. Tears blistered and her vision swam for a moment. Her throat tightened as she shifted her feet. The emotion passed leaving in its wake a catch of breath before silence and calm.

Jabrina looked up at the thumbnail light of the moon and sighed. Conversation echoed from earlier that evening. She'd allowed passion to touch her and she touched her lips with her fingertips as she remembered the urgency of other lips as they had caressed and dominated her mouth.

She had spoken a question and had never received a verbal answer. Instead, Millicent had touched her in ways she'd never expected to be touched. She trembled again as she closed her eyes and her body remembered the sensations of the other woman's hands, mouth and hair upon her.

"The moon is beautiful this morning."

Jabrina turned and looked at the naked form of Millicent. The moon illuminated her full breasts in a creamy light. Jabrina couldn't take her eyes from Millicent’s glowing skin. With an obvious effort she looked up into the woman's face and saw that she smiled.

"I couldn't sleep."

Millicent nodded her head. She spread out her arms and pivoted in a slow turn. Her head rocked back and she closed her eyes as her feet stepped in a tight circle.

Jabrina watched as the woman spun another magical moment for her. She caught her breath as Millicent’s stark beauty penetrated into her consciousness. Jabrina shifted her weight from one foot to the other as desire rekindled within her.

"The night air is intoxicating, don't you agree?"

Millicent’s smile pulled Jabrina toward her. Jabrina took a step and then another as she nodded agreement regarding the intoxication of the night.

"I don't understand this effect you have over me, Millicent. I have never felt this way with another person before."

Sweet laughter reached Jabrina's ears and she smiled with her pleasure upon hearing Millicent’s unrestricted joy. Two more short steps and Millicent was within reach. Jabrina wanted to reach out and caress the woman, yet her hands remained at her sides. The two women stood facing each other mere inches apart yet did not touch.

Jabrina caught her breath and closed her eyes. She felt the heat of Millicent’s body upon her own cool skin. She smelled Millicent’s musk from their recent passion and trembled as her breasts remembered the caress of warm lips and tongue.

"You have awakened from a lifetime of slumber, Jabrina. I've done nothing special except be here with you."

Jabrina gasped as hands caressed her shoulders. She opened her eyes and her gaze fell into the twin reflection of the moon. She trembled with her need but still found she could not act upon the urgency she felt growing within her.

"I like touching you Jabrina."

“I don’t understand my hesitation. I want to touch you but my hands refuse to obey.” Jabrina whispered her confession. Her labored breathing accentuated her husky voice.

“Do not worry, my dearest. Timidity is common after such a long drought. Relax and let me guide you through this phase of our journey.” After speaking, Millicent lead Jabrina down the steps and onto the lawn. With gentle force she maneuvered Jabrina into a prone position and removed the chiffon robe from her. Then Millicent performed her magic upon Jabrina.

Jabrina forgot her doubts and her questions. She rode her body’s sensations as they intensified. She’d walked into a sybaritic dream and she didn’t want it to end. The explosion of her passion ebbed and flowed much like the encroachment and receding of waves upon a sandy beach. Her cries began as soft moans. The first wave was unassuming. Her body warmed and pulsed as the soft, foamy ripple expanded from her mid-drift outward. Millicent took her time and played with the receding tension of Jabrina’s response. The second wave flowed with greater urgency. Jabrina grit her teeth and held back the scream which tried to escape into the freedom of the night air. Her body convulsed and Millicent rode her to perfection. Again, Millicent toyed with Jabrina’s waning rigidity, disallowing her to completely ebb into abatement.

The third wave engulfed Jabrina. Then the fourth. The ensuing waves crashed upon her as the stormy surf against the rocks at the base of a sea cliff. Her ecstasy was unbearable and she tried to push away from the merciless Millicent; however, there was no escape from the woman’s profound talents.

Then the storm receded. The waves ebbed. Jabrina’s screams subsided. In the end her breath snuffled as she wept her serene joy. Millicent held Jabrina’s trembling body.

The two women sat on the grass. Jabrina leaned back into Millicent’s arms. They both looked up at the moon, enjoying the cool air and the smell of juniper and lilac.

“Do you love me Millicent?”

“I suppose so. I do love touching you.”

“I love what you do to me, for me, and I am gratified beyond belief. What I feel at this moment is a deep profound love for you.” As Jabrina spoke she shifted her gaze from the moon to Millicent’s hands clasped together as if to lock her in captivity.

“You must understand, many women equate sex and being satisfied with being in love. It is a basic misunderstanding.” Millicent whispered in a sensual caress. If Jabrina hadn’t heard her exact words she would have thought the woman had whispered a love poem into her ear. As she spoke, Millicent caressed Jabrina’s tender breasts.

Jabrina caught her breath and bit her lower lip. She craved the touch, yet felt hesitant. Could she endure another bout?

Millicent caressed the back of Jabrina’s neck with her tongue. Jabrina reflexively leaned her head forward. She shivered with pleasure as Millicent nibbled and sucked her shoulder at the base of her neck.

“I do love touching you.”

Jabrina moaned.

“You move exquisitely.”

Jabrina grew dizzy and her head swam obscuring all thoughts.

Millicent the merciless again possessed Jabrina.

The dance of carnal lust recurred throughout the remaining night into the dawn until Jabrina could endure no more.

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Millicent leaned over the limp form of the woman laying in the grass. Her smile was sad and a tear slid from the corner of her eye as she sighed. Jabrina was wonderfully satisfying. For the first time in a long while Millicent didn’t feel hungry. She wouldn’t need to feed again until the next month when the moon waxed into the cheshire smile after the passing of the New Moon.

Jabrina had asked her several times if she loved her. Millicent pushed a strand of hair from Jabrina’s peaceful face. What was love? She was satisfied. She felt secure when she held Jabrina. She felt great joy when Jabrina’s sexual energies fed her; but, what was love?

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written 07-31-05