Sex When You Least Expect It
When I was still in my late 20s, one evening, I found myself hanging out over at the home of one friend, Constanza -- but everyone close to her called her Connie. We had known one another for only a handful of years. She had a very strong personality, not at all described as a girlie-girl. She was of Puerto Rican descent, and a Lesbian. She was employed on a military base in the area, she spoke with a thick accent, was short and sturdily built, with short black curly hair. coffee-colored skin, and large brown eyes.
Well, after we ate dinner, we were kicking back in our chairs at the kitchen table, just talking about one thing or another. The next thing I knew, there was a stretch of silence between us. Suddenly, Connie threw herself forward and burst into tears. It was quite a shock. After a few seconds, I leaned in toward her, reached out to gently grip her arm, and I asked her what was wrong. She looked up at me and tried to speak. It took a few minutes, but I moved closer and tried to encourage her to tell me what the trouble was, whatever it was.
Eventually, she spoke. In a halting manner, she confessed that she was in a great deal of emotional pain, that she had been in that state for some time by then. She said that she and her girlfriend (with whom she'd been together with for ten years) had become exceedingly cold and distant. She had tried to remedy the situation, tried to talk things out with her, but to no avail. She felt as though she was becoming utterly isolated and hallow. She was becoming so profoundly depressed over the situation, she didn't know how she was going to be able to carry on. Of course, this was a lot to take in. But I did all I could to reassure her that she could talk to me about it, about anything.
That's when she said something that I genuinely wasn't prepared for. She looked straight into my eyes and told me that it was her wish that I become her lover, her secret lover. That was the exact wording she used. My jaw dropped open, I was in shock. In all honestly, Connie had been my friend, but I had never thought about her in a sexual way. Really. It's not that she wasn't attractive, it's only that I knew her stated preference for women from our earliest days. So yes, I was shocked. "Me?", I remember asking her. She smiled and nodded. I sat there for a short while ..(continue confession)