Their first time.
"Let me think about it."
Greta went into the house where Maybelle and Jo were waiting on the couch.
"You are a lifesaver!" Maybelle got up to meet Greta and take the bag from her hands. Greta had a huge smile on her face. "Well, someone had a good time." Maybelle raised an eyebrow.
"Y'ALL KISSED!!" Jo was already off the couch, following them into the kitchen. "How was it?! I've heard she's a great kisser!"
"Can we please not talk about other women that she's kissed?" Greta made a face.
"You're right, you're right." Jo felt a little bad at that comment.
"Soooo....when are you going to see her again???" Maybelle was passing around spoons and bowls.
"I don't know. I want to see her again for sure. But I also don't want to rush into anything." Except that was the opposite of what Greta wanted. She wants Carson. Her mouth drove her crazy and she wanted more of it. Carson had kept the kiss soft and sweet, not using tongue. She was a little disappointed but at the same time she was surprised. She didn't realize that she had brought her fingers to her lips until Jo brought her back down to earth.
"I'm guessing it was a hell of a kiss, eh Gill?" Jo made a funny motion with her eyebrows.
Greta shook her head and they went back to the living room with bowls of ice cream and they put on some rom-com.
That night, Greta would have a dream about Carson and her mysterious mouth.
*****
Carson drove home with the windows down and a huge smile on her face. She had kept the kiss sweet and chaste, not wanting to scare off Greta. When they were on the baseball field, Carson wanted so much to take Greta right there. She thought about the way her skin would taste, how she would feel under her, what she would sound like when Carson touched her. Carson shook her head, she didn’t even realize that she was pulling into her driveway. She went inside, grabbed a beer and headed to her bedroom and turned on the TV. She went into her bathroom where there was a giant clawfoot tub and a lone shower stall. She started the water in the tub and undressed. When she lowered herself into the tub she let her body sink into the warm water. She took a sip of her beer and got an idea. Grabbing her phone she opened a new note and started to plan a party. It was going to be small, she could grill, they could swim and if she was lucky, Greta would stay the night.
****
She sent out a message on the Monday before inviting Jo, Maybelle, Greta, Lupe, Jess and some other teammates of hers. Her and her teammates had their own text group, most agreed to come over. She sent Jo a text and invited her and Maybell.
C: Party on Saturday. 4pm. I’ll grill and bring a suit for the pool.
She received a series of ‘cools’ and the thumb up emoji.
Carson took a deep breath and decided to FaceTime Greta. She answered after 2 rings.
“Wow. I get a phone call AND now you’re FaceTiming me? I must be special.” Greta winked.
“I uh, I just wanted to invite you over for a party I’m throwing Saturday. For the 4th of July. You know, swimming and grilling and all that.” Carson was starting to blush.
“What time do you need me to be there?” Greta’s smile was intoxicating.
“Well, you’ll need a swimsuit. If, if, if you want to swim. Maybe extra clothes? I mean, you don’t have to but if you want to…”
“Hey Carson. I’ll be there.”
“Cool. I told everyone 4 o’clock but you are more than welcome to come over whenever.” Greta could sense her nervousness.
“I’ll be there. Now, I need to get some sleep.” Greta winked again before hanging up the phone.
She didn’t really want to wait almost a week to see her again but she was trying to take her time, she really likes Greta.
****
Carson took pride in her house and backyard. She had installed a small bar, which was always stocked, that had a TV on the wall behind it and next to it was a pizza oven and a grill next to that. She had made updates to the pool when she moved in and added a small hot tub next to it.
C: The front door is open. Just come on in!
People started to show up around 10 til 4. Carson kept waiting for Greta to walk through the back door. Zoning in and out of the conversation she was in, watching out for the red curls.
“Alright, I’m gonna start grilling. I have burgers and hot dogs.” Everyone responded in some way as she walked into the house to grab all the stuff to cook. Carson finished cooking, people ate and around 6 pm, people started to leave to go to some firework show that the stadium was hosting for a charity event.
She didn’t come. She didn't text. She didn't even call.
“You coming Shaw?” Carson was pulled out of her haze when Jess asked her if she was going to the fireworks.
“I might meet you there after I clean up some.” Greta didn’t show up to the party.
****
"Hey, where were you? Carson didn't take her eyes off of the door all evening." Greta, Jo and Maybelle were in seats at the stadium waiting for the show to start.
"I don't think I can do this. She's sweet but I'm not ready."
"Bird, why don't you just tell her? I'm sure she'll understand." It was then that Greta received a text.
C: Nice to see you're alive. If you didn't want to come, you could have just said so.
She looked around and saw Carson on the field, they made eye contact.
"Fuck." Jo and Maybelle saw Carson as Greta was starting to reply but before she was able to hit send Carson's name popped up on her screen.
"Car..."
"Stop. Just stop. I need you to listen." She could see Carson's body language was stiff and there was a hint of confidence in her voice. "I don't know what's going on but I really like you and I thought you liked me. If I did anything or didn't do anything, I'm sorry."
"Ple..."
"Goodbye Greta." She watched Carson hang up her phone and then ignore her call, putting her phone in her pocket.
Greta's eyes started to water and Jo asked if she wanted to leave.
"Yeah but you stay. I'll let you know when I'm home." She gave Jo a kiss on the top of her head.
*****
When Maybelle got back to the house she found Greta bundled on the couch, eyes red from tears.
"Hey, hey. What's wrong?"
"I messed this up. Dana ruined me. I fucked this up so bad May." Greta leaned into her shoulder and started to cry again.
"Text her."
"May..."
"Text her. Now." Maybelle wasn't going to tell her that she ran into Carson at the stadium and she told her about her feelings for Greta and that she wants to help her feel cared for and safe. She almost said love.
Greta got up and went into her room, sat on her bed, inhaled and as she exhaled, she called Carson.
The phone rang and rang, she was about to hang up when Carson answered in a flat voice.
"Gre..."
"No, you listen to me now. I'm sorry. I really like you and I'm sorry I'm too much of a coward to talk to you. I'm so broken from Dana and..." She started to cry again.
"Hey. Why don't you come over? I still have some food and beer. I also have ice cream." Greta giggled and agreed. After she hung up she packed a small bag.
"Tell Carson I say 'hi'." Maybelle smiled at Greta as she walked out the front door backwards.
****
Carson opened the front door and before she could say anything, Greta crashed into her mouth. Carson was able to close and lock the door before pushing Greta up against it. They pulled apart for 30 seconds so Greta could drop her bag and asked Carson to take her to the bedroom.
"Are you sure?" Carson took Greta's face in her hands and looked her in the eyes. Greta nodded and took Carson's hand, hoping that she was going in the right direction.
"Please."
They made it to the bedroom and Greta pushed Carson onto the bed. Standing between Carson's legs and started to unzip the hoodie she was wearing to show a thin tank top underneath. Carson's mouth dropped when she realized that she wasn't wearing a bra and Greta's nipples were peaked. She leaned into Carson and lifted her shirt over her head and found a thin lounge bra that she also pulled over Carson's head. Carson shivered as Greta ran her hands down her stomach.
Carson pushed the hoodie off of Greta's shoulders and lifted her tank top to place soft kisses above her belly button. She shivered and told Carson to take it off her.
"You're so beautiful." Greta pushed Carson to lay down and climbed on top of her. "We don't have to. I want to make sure..." Before she could finish talking, Greta took Carson's bottom lip between her teeth and nipped it.
"Please. Carson, please, I need you to touch me." Carson nodded and pulled Greta into a soft kiss and rolled her on to her back. She cupped Greta's face and pulled her into a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing in Greta's warm mouth. She moaned as Carson moved her still clothed knee between her legs and moved her mouth to her neck. Greta grabbed a handful of Carson's hair and placed the other one on her back.
Carson kept kissing down her body and took one of Greta's nipples into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the peaked flesh. Carson's mouth was warm against her skin as she moved down, taking the band of Greta's sweatpants in her hands and pulling them down.
Carson stopped and took a deep breath when she realized that Greta wasn't wearing underwear nor was there any hint of pubic hair. She spread her legs and saw the evidence of Greta's wetness between her legs.
"Fuck." It was a whisper before slowly licking each thigh. Greta moaned and bucked her hips upwards. Carson looked up and without saying a word, asked for consent. Greta nodded and her hands found Carson's brown wavy hair.
She moaned as Carson took her swollen bud between her lips. She gave it a few soft sucks before sticking her tongue inside, feeling Greta's warm center, she was sweet on Carson's tongue. After a few thrusts with her stiff tongue, she went back to Greta's clit. She grabbed Greta’s hips and kept a decent pace at the hard nub. A small orgasm shot through Greta.
“Carsssson.” Greta hissed as Carson kissed back up Greta’s body and found her lips again.
“I want to watch you as I make you come.” Carson’s whispered words sent a flood of warmth down Greta.
Slowly, Carson’s fingers made their way down Greta’s body. Very slow. She was between her legs, two fingers inside of Greta, her body thrusting into Carson’s hand. She grabbed onto Carson’s shoulders and pulled her as close as possible. She was still wearing her sweatpants that were showing signs of Greta's arousal on the black fabric.
“Car, Car, Carse…” That’s all she was able to get out at the moment. She kept moaning in Carson’s ear as Carson grunted into the pillows behind Greta’s head.
“I’m gonna, I’m gonna, fuck Carson. You’re gonna make me come. You feel so good.” Greta could barely get any words out as Carson moved her thumb to Greta’s clit. She started to shake and move her hips faster, Carson felt her clench around her 2 fingers before feeling the warm evidence of Greta’s orgasm.
“Don’t stop. Please.” Carson had started to let up but Greta wanted more. After three more thrusts, her back arched and she stopped moving. She rode out her orgasm before Carson slowly pulled out, wiping her hand on the freshly clean sheets.
Carson rolled over to watch Greta come back down to earth.
“You’re so beautiful.” Greta’s breathing evened out before she started to cry. “Whoa, whoa. No tears. Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” Greta wiped her eyes and looked Carson in the eyes.
“That was amazing. You listened to my body and I haven’t had that in awhile. I feel so safe right now.” Carson smiled and her dimple appeared. She wanted nothing more than for Greta to tug her pants off but she knew that she needs to take care of Greta.
“I’m so sorry for ruining the mood.” Carson wiped away a tear.
“Why don’t we change and get you something to eat.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes.” There was that smile.
Carson got up, the sticky feeling in her boxer briefs was uncomfortable. She went to the bathroom where there were 2 huge walk-in closets and a counter with a sink on each side. Greta followed her, wrapped in the top sheet she had taken off the bed.
“Here. They’re clean.” She handed Greta a shirt and a pair of briefs. Greta took them without even thinking and found the toilet that was behind a partition. When she finished and Carson heard the toilet flush, she turned around and noticed Greta had been crying some more. She handed her a pair of clean sweats that were big on Carson but fit well on her long legs. She walked up and gave Greta’s lips a small peck and pulled her into a hug.
“Let’s go get you something to eat and some water.” Greta smiled and nodded. They ended up watching some dumbass movie, laughing while Carson held on to Greta all night.
“Thank you.” Carson was puzzled. “For making me feel safe.”
“Well, as your…girlfriend…I feel like it’s part of my duty." Carson took a chance and gave her a soft smile.
"Well, as YOUR girlfriend, I must say that you're off to a great start."