I’ve always been into women, and I thought about them a lot. I never thought that I would ever sleep with one. I met my current best friend and, on a brave night, my lover. When I met Brittney I wasn’t expecting it to go anywhere. I wasn’t looking for anything, nor did I want anything. When we met I would have never in a million years thought it would develop what it had turned into. Although we have just decided to be friends, she did change my life.

I ran into her with a group of friend. We didn’t talk, and all we said to each other was “Hello”, nothing more, nothing less. We only were around each other because we had the same group of friends. She, by far, was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. This is another reason why I didn’t think she was into girls, and why I thought I was out of her league. She stood about 5’ 6” and was full figured, but in the right way. She had the most beautiful face. I say face because I can’t just pick one thing about her I like more, but I have to say it’s a tie between her lips and her eyes. She had full lips and gray eyes. We paid each other no mind for the longest time.

Finally, she spoke to me. We were sitting around, and she came to me and was like “This is like the tenth time we’ve seen each other, but we’ve never said more than five words to each other.” I had to inform her that I’m not really the talkative type. I just don’t talk to people. I want for them to talk to me. If they never talk to me, then we never meet. I know it isn’t the way things go, but that’s just how I am. Her coming up and talking to me changed my life.

From then on, we talked and talked. Over the next five months we became the best of friends. I was surprised at how fast we became friends. I told her some of my deepest secrets, and she told me hers. We never talked about sexuality, but it wasn’t far from there. One night when drinking, we were telling each other secrets. We have this thing where we would say “Tell me something”. That meant sharing a secret, and it had to be something we didn’t already know about each other. She came to me and said “Tell me something”. I guess because we were drinking, I spilled my second biggest secret. That would have to be that I’m bisexual, and I’ve always wanted to sleep with a women. She did laugh at me, but she thought I was joking. I guessed by my face she noticed I wasn’t. All she said was “Wow, really?” I don’t know why, but that hurt a lot. Just getting a simplistic answer like that.

For the next few days, I kind of avoided her. I didn’t answer her calls, and almost acted like she didn’t even live. My boyfriend didn’t understand why I was acting like this, but then I just broke down and told him everything. He told me that I shouldn’t treat her like that, and I should answer her calls. My boyfriend is an odd one. He supports me being with a woman. So when I told him that I was attracted to her he basically called me a baby, and told me to make a move.

I avoided her for about two weeks. Yea, I know that is a bit of time. What got me talking to her was a text she sent saying “What did I do? Whatever I did, I’m sorry.” I then realized, I was doing more harm than anything. I ended up texting her back, and we talked through text for about a day. She came to my house and we decided to talk. After talking for a couple of hours, she asked if I wanted to hear a secret. I told her yes. She then told me that she also was attracted to women but never acted on it because she was scared of what people thought. That and she had never had a friend that was also into women. I learned that night that she was also feeling what I had been feeling. She told me that when I told her, all she could get out was “wow”, because it just surprised her that I would even tell her.

Two nights after that we did take things further. She stayed the night at my house on a night that my boyfriend was at his mom’s. It was like we both almost knew that it was going to happen without ever REALLY talking about it. That night she came over, and we did have a couple of shots to relax the both of us, but not enough where we weren’t in control.

We went from taking a couple of shots of Gray Goose to kissing. For a moment everything felt surreal. It felt like a dream. We were both nervous, and we were jumping into something we both knew NOTHING about. I didn’t want that night to end. I became obsessed with the way her body felt, and the way she moaned, and the change in her breathing. It was something that I don’t think I could ever put into words. We took our time, and I learned the ins and outs of her body, and she mine. We fell asleep. When we woke up I could tell she was confused, and I was just as confused. I will never say I was in love with her, but I can say I was in extreme lust. I couldn’t tell you how she felt about me, but that night we treated it as if it was just she and I.

We never really talked about that night in great detail, but we did mention it a couple of times. I guess it was a learning experience for both of us. I guess what happened was that we used each other to test the waters. We both went into it with full understanding. I did tell my boyfriend about it, and he asked me how I felt about the whole thing. I told him, that I really enjoyed it. Would I do it again? I told him I would, but I don’t think it would happen anytime soon. It loved that I did get to try it; to see if they were waters that I would travel again. You know guys, being guys. My boyfriend tried to get me to spill the details.

Well, Brittney and I, we are still good friends, and talk every single day, multiple times a day. She’s now dating someone else, but we are surprisingly closer now than we were before. I’m glad that my first time with a woman was with someone I not only knew but was an adult about the whole thing.