The Next Morning

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      Haley woke up on Tess's couch, but where was Tess? She had walked around the house until there was only one room left, the master bedroom. Would she dare? The door was half open as Haley peaked her head in to see if the was there. She heard the shower running from the bathroom and called out her name. There was music playing and Tess obviously didn't hear her. Haley wanted more than anything to be in there with her, but wasn't sure where they stood after last night. Having a girl say those things to her one day and want nothing to do with her the next wasn't an unfamiliar thing for Haley and it was her biggest fear. The door was cracked and she could see Tess's reflection from the mirror. Haley couldn't believe what she was witnessing. Tess was leaning against the wall of the shower holding her left breast with one hand and using her other to pleasure herself. No wonder there was music. She was trying to drown out her moans with the music so Haley couldn't hear. She wanted to watch her finish especially after she heard Tess say her name, but she didn't want... too late. A high pitched "Fuck" fell out of Tess's mouth as Haley watched her body tremble under her own hand. Haley found her hand working its way down her own panties before pulling away and going back to the couch, trying to shake what she saw.

Haley was making omelettes while the coffee brewed when she heard the bedroom door creak open. "My sister and her fiancee are coming over for breakfast," she yelled from the hall. Haley threw in a couple more eggs and vegetables for them. Ten minutes passed without anything from Tess and Haley couldn't help but get tears in her eyes at the thought that Tess felt last night was a mistake. Turning around to grab the cups, she saw her standing in the doorway watching her. Haley wiped a tear away from her eye, playing it off like it was from the onions.

Haley's POV--


She was in a long shirt that came to her mid thighs. She wasn't wearing a bra and her wet hair was pulled forward, leaving wet spots on her chest and exposing her hard nipples. I knew she knew that the tear wasn't from the onions, but I didn't want to seem weak. If I was going to get my heart broken I wasn't going to giver her the satisfaction of showing her I was vulnerable.

Tess walked towards me with a grin on her face. I was feeling a range of emotions when she stood in front of me turning off the stove and taking my hands in hers. She must have noticed my relief as I sighed and felt my body relax. She pressed against me now as I leaned against the counter. She pulled the hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear before asking, "I can almost tell what your feeling when I look into your eyes. Did you really think after last night that things would go back to the way they were before?" I couldn't answer as she started backing away looking disappointed. Before she walked away completely, I grabbed her hand tighter and pulled her back in for a kiss. I felt the resistance leave her body and we melted together. My hands found their way under her shirt and I felt her smile through our kiss as I grabbed onto her ass. "Where's breakfast lovebirds?" Liz and Lauren popped around the corner looking satisfied at what they were seeing. Tess spun around embarrassed and I wrapped my arms around her belly to prevent her from getting away. "Looks like we aren't the only ones who had fun last night," Lauren said. I shook my head laughing as I pulled Tess to the bedroom so we could put more clothes on and I yelled back, "Best sex of my life" before taking off down the hall knowing Tess was going to chase after me for that one.

Elizabeth's POV--

I sat at the table next to my fiancee waiting for Haley and Tess to finish getting dressed. I've always been the one into women and here my sister was making out with one of her former students. Not that I saw any issue with it. Tess was the oldest of the four siblings and she was the only one who wasn't married or engaged. It never crossed my mind that maybe she hasn't married because she was looking for the right person in men when deep down she knew she'd be happiest with a woman. Who was the woman I call my big sister? I feel like I don't know her, or maybe she just wasn't showing anyone the real her. 

They appeared from the bedroom and sat across from us. I couldn't help but stare at Tess with wondering eyes because I've never seen her this happy with anyone. She must have caught on because she said, "Liz I feel like there's so much to say, but I don't even know where to begin." From there, breakfast was spent by her telling me everything from her first girl crush to her feelings for Haley. Tess had never been with a girl sexually, although she kissed her fair share in college. She always thought because I was a lesbian that our mom would never approve of two of her daughters being gay so she continued to date different guys hoping one day she'd find one she liked enough to marry. I felt a lump in my throat as she told me everything she had been holding in all this time. She was my sister and she deserved to be happy, but for 40 years she didn't let herself have that to make sure her family was happy. Even Haley was getting emotional as I watched tears come to her eyes and grab my sister's hand in her own. I'm sure she could relate to the feeling of having to hide who you really are. She went on about her physical attraction to Haley since the first time they met, but kept trying to push it away. When they were alone talking after classes she'd have to fight herself to be professional and not get lost in her. She'd find herself crying on the way home because she wanted what she couldn't have because had to maintain boundaries in the field she was in. She didn't expect to keep running into Haley those few weeks before she graduated and it made things that much harder. When I saw how they looked at each other I knew how they felt for one another, and it was if all Tess needed was affirmation and the go-ahead to invite her over and let herself take that risk. What could I say, just call me cupid.

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