A DAY IN AN AFRICAN LESBIAN’S LIFE 35
‘It’s open,’ Eve shouted from the bathroom at Danai’s persistent knocking.
‘In here…’ She shouted when she heard Danai’s footsteps in the mini kitchen, ‘lock the
door after you yea?’
‘OK…’ Danai said, only loud enough for no one in particular.
She pushed the door open and leaned her head against the frame.
Eve lay in the tab with a bottle of wine, the candle light bathed her in a golden haze. Danai’s breathe caught, how beautiful Eve looked in that instant.
Mozart’s flute concerto no.1 in g major played dramatically on the portable speaker. Eve had chosen it for the effect.
She took a swig from the bottle and silently watched Danai, feeling the excitement start to build in her vagina.
Danai slowly took her clothes off, no words were necessary at this point.
She slid into the bath tab, opposite from Eve and they simply looked at each other.
Gently they began to touch, wispy light touches. Danai got on her knees and taking the soap rubbed it onto Eve’s breasts, down to her stomach and onto her thighs.
Eve gazed up at her, thinking nothing. She just decided to feel and enjoy.
They kissed, so gently. Both nervous and shaky until it intensified and they practically ate at each other’s lips, moaning loudly.
When their fingers alternately found each others now very wet and warm vaginas, it only took a little while before both orgasmed loudly. They collapsed into each other’s arms.
‘I’m sorry…’ Danai said.
The concerto came to a delicate finish.