"But I’m A Straight Girl"

Here's the climax of Allison's conversation with her mother Claire:

"For the sake of the family, for the sake of our business, you have to marry Veronica."

"But she's a girl. I'm a girl! I'm a straight girl. And so is she!"

Here is the story of how this situation came about.

Amalgamated Products was formed by two generations ago by Fred Smith and Bill Johnson. They each had a daughter, Claire and Vivian respectively, who were brilliant, well organized, with great business and people skills, and hard-working. Fred and Bill also had other daughters and sons, but none was nearly as adept at helping to run Amalgamated as Claire and Vivian.

Clare and Vivian married men who they brought into the company. Like the many other family relatives who worked for Amalgamated, their husbands did their jobs well -- as an accountant and a salesman. When the founders retired there was no doubt Claire and Vivian would take over.

Claire and Vivian ran Amalgamated well for many years and the company prospered and grew. But it recently experienced severe problems due to unforeseen international developments.

Vivian, Claire and their husbands met to discuss the firm's future. After much discussion they decided that, for a variety of reasons, they had to announce and lock in a succession plan for Amalgamated that would inspire confidence in the company's future. A plan that would highlight their strengths, unify the company, and build morale and continuity. Both throughout the company and in the minds of stockholders, banks and investors.

Fortunately, each family has a daughter who possessed the same brilliance and skills as their mothers. Clair's daughter Allison, and Vivian's daughter Veronica.

It had been clear for many years that Allison and Veronica each had great heads for business Their mothers didn't have to push them into majoring in business in college. They took to business as naturally as fish take to water and graduated at the top of their classes. Although each girl has recently received her MBA and had only worked at Amalgamated for a short time, it was clear to everyone that they, and they alone, possessed the skills to take over Amalgamated one day.

The four parents talked over all the possible options and finally, reluctantly but unanimously, decided the only way to keep the corporation together and prosperous, free from a take-over, bankruptcy, or break up, would be... for their daughters to marry each other.

If they married men, this could complicate things immensely, and add an unacceptable layer of uncertainty. For several reasons. First of all, only members of the two families could really inspire and cement the loyalty of the employees and stockholders of the family run company. Husbands for Alison and Victoria from the outside would lead to too much uncertainty for many years.

Let alone what could happen if, for example, the men fought each other or their wives for control of the company. Besides, outside men wouldn't show loyalty to the welfare of the many members of the Smith and Johnson family who worked for Amalgamated.

The only safe solution was to have the modern equivalent of an old-fashioned royal marriage (even though Amalgamated was only a modest sized company). The only wrinkle was that both of the anointed ones were girls.

After this decision was made, Claire told her daughter Allison that it was time they had a serious talk about the family business and her future in it.

Claire described the delicate state of Amalgamated, only some of which Allison knew. How the company seemed from the outside to be doing well, but in reality was sliding towards bankruptcy. How more than a dozen members of each family worked at various positions in the company, and they all depended upon its continuity and stability.

Claire continued, "The only way we can keep Amalgamated together and prosperous is by a permanent unity of our two families. Not just to show the world that we have two great successor executives lined up. But to show the world that we're one, we're united, that together we're a team that functions incredibly well.

Fortunately, we have you. You're brilliant, a wiz at business. So is Veronica. The two of you working completely together, as a team, together, unified, is exactly what our company must have for its future."

Then Claire said the words that began this story.

"The only way to truly guarantee the future of Amalgamated is for you to marry Veronica. For the sake of the family, and the family business, you have to marry Veronica."

Allison replied in shock: "But she's a girl. I'm a girl. I'm a straight girl! And so is she!"

Claire continued calmly, "There's actually no such thing as a truly straight girl. Every women is really bi or lesbian. Most girls think they're straight, but that's only because of societal heteronormative conditioning. Why else did nature evolve so that a woman has her clitoris on the outside? If we were meant to be straight, our clitoris would be inside. Since its on the outside, this means nature intended that.... more than men should give us sexual pleasure. Am I right?"

Allison was stunned, and replied, "I..... I've never thought about it... I.... I don't know. But you want me to marry a woman!? OMG mother! Suppose when you were young someone had told you that you had to marry a woman for the sake of the family? Someone like your best friend Vivian. How would you have felt about that?"

Claire sighed, "I'd have been delighted. In fact, thrilled."

"What? What do you mean?"

"If, back in the day, I was told I had to marry Vivian -- that I could marry Vivian - instead of your father, I'd have been ecstatic. For so many reasons. Don't get me wrong, I love your father very much. But I also loved Vivian. Both before and after I met your father. But lesbian relationships were taboo back them and lesbian marriages were illegal and unheard of.

"Vivian and I were the only ones capable of running Amalgamated. Just like you and Veronica soon will be. Fortunately, we found husbands with non-business orientations, who were craftsmen by personality, not CEOs. Neither had any interest in running Amalgamated.

Your uncles, aunts and cousins all have jobs they perform well. But Vivian and I made an incredible team. Since only we could run the company, we married men we could safely bring into the company. We took a chance that it would work out, and we got very lucky. And in addition, Vivian and I have had a long-term secret affair."

"What? You and Vivian.... All these years? I thought you were just best friends!"

"We're so much more than best friends. We make love with each other far more than we have sex with our husbands. I haven't come with your father in years, and neither has Vivian come with her husband. The guys think we just have low sex drives, but actually we're so spent after giving each other multiple orgasms and are so satisfied afterwards that...."

"Stop mother. I don't want to hear about your sex life."

"You asked about my relationship with Vivian. The important thing is that Vivian and I are further evidence that all women are bi or lesbian."

Allison replied, "Not me! I'm straight. 100% straight. I've dated guys ever since I was really young and... to be frank, I usually come nicely when we have sexual intercourse. I've never even kissed a girl."

"Then when you kiss Veronica you'll have a special thrill. You'll see that kissing girls is so much better than kissing guys. And even though you like guys, you'll find out that making love with a beautiful woman like Veronica will be more incredible than anything you've ever experienced."

"Mother, please stop the sex talk."

"OK But you should start by asking Veronica out on a date."

"A date!"

"Yes, a date. Just like when a boy asks you on a date. And go out with her acting like, and looking like, a girl who's on a date. Veronica will do the same thing. You two will make the most beautiful couple imaginable!

"You two will be the couple that Vivian and I could never be. That we could never be in public. But times have changed. You'll get to be the couple Vivian and I always dreamed of being! You and Veronica are so lucky! You'll get to date and marry each other. And notice I didn't mention how much better the sex will be?"

"Stop it mother! But... I've never asked anyone out on a date. And I happen to know that Veronica is also straight. She's my best friend so I know all about her dating history. I realize that because she's so beautiful she's had her choice of guys. But she's never dated a girl. Even though both of us spend most of our time working, I know her well enough to know that she's 100% straight."

"Dear, actually you mean that Veronica, like you, thinks she's straight. Go out with her a few times, get to really know her, and then kiss her once. That's all I ask. Just give dating her a good faith try.

"Get to know her as a person the same way you'd get to know a boy you go out with. Be in her company, let her know the real you and get to know the real her. And kiss her one time. That's all I ask. One real kiss. Then we'll talk.

"You might think you'll be grossed out, maybe even disgusted, by kissing Veronica. But, my gosh, you won't be. In fact, you'll like it. Love it. I guarantee it. But if you don't enjoy the kiss, if you don't like Veronica as a person, you don't have to go any further. Please give it a good faith try.

"Do it for the sake of the family. For your grandfather's legacy. Do you really want it on your conscience if the company goes bankrupt, and you refusal to go out on even one date with Veronica? Suppose your refusal ends up throwing more than a dozen of our close relatives out of work? And you didn't even give it a try!"

Allison was too stunned to think rationally. "I... have to think about this, mother. Of course, going out to dinner or whatever with Veonica wouldn't be a big deal. But my bottom line is that I'm a straight girl and...."

'Just one kiss, which I guarantee you'll love. And then you two'll start making out. Of course you can stop at any time. After all, Veronica won't force you, and she knows you won't force her, so you'll start and...

Just then Allison's phone rang "OMG, its Veronica calling."

Claire quickly responded, "Please answer it."

"Hi Allison, its Veonica. I just finished having... a surrealistic, impossible, mind-blowing conversation with my mother. Have your talked with your mother recently... about..."

"Yes. We've talked."

"Great. Well, you know how... persuasive our mothers can be. How they never take "no" for an answer. So I'm calling to ask (Veronica paused) you out on a date. A dinner date, so we can talk."

After a long pause Allison replied, "We definitely should talk. That sounds great. How about this Saturday night."

"That's perfect. I'll pick you up from your apartment at 7:00. OK?"

"7:00 it is. We have a lot to talk about. See you then. And thanks very much for calling."

Claire beamed, "That was wonderful, darling. She saved you the stress of making the first move. Of course you could have initiated the date. When its two girls there doesn't have to be any gender roles. You can ask her out or she can ask you out. You can both initiate (then Claire stopped, deciding she's said enough about sex)... With two girls you're equals and don't have to play a bunch of silly boy/girl games, or play by a bunch of societal rules. You can make your own rules."

When Saturday came Allison was more nervous than she had even been for a date. She had so many decisions to make Since she promised to try in good faith to make the date work, she decided to dress, not as a girl going out for dinner with a friend, but as she would dress for a date with a boy. Except that a boy probably wouldn't really notice how well dressed she was. Only that she was gorgeous and sexy.

Allison started with sexy lingerie as her way to telling herself that this was a real date, not just two girls going out for dinner. She decided she'd dress a bit on the sexy size for the same reason. But not, Allison told herself, because Veronica was a beautiful woman and Allison didn't want to look shlumpy compared to her.

At 7 pm on Saturday Veronica ran the doorbell at Allison's apartment. Allison answered the door and saw that Veronica was holding roses and looking very nervous. And very beautiful.

Without thinking Allison said, "Hi. My gosh, you look beautiful. And thank you for the lovely roses." Then she put the roses in a vase.

Veronica replied, almost shaking, "You're much more beautiful than I am. In fact, you're by far the most beautiful date I've ever had."

Allison smiled, "Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd ever have a date as beautiful as you."

Then they both laughed. The tension had broken.

After they calmed down Veronica spoke in a mock formal voice, "Milady, may I escort you to my waiting chariot? Allison replied in the same silly voice, "Of course Milady."

Then Allison took Veronica's arm in hers and they walked to Veronica's car. Veronica stopped and opened the car door for Allison. Then they each thought, "Wow! I'm really going on a date with a girl!"

Dinner, which included plenty of wine and talk, lasted for 3 hours, Afterwards Veronica escorted Allison back to her apartment. There was a pause of silence as they stood just outside it.

"I had a great time," began Veronica.

"So did I. The most fun date I can remember," continued Allison.

More silence.

Then Allison mustered her courage and said, "If I were a boy, I'd ask you whether I could kiss you good night."

"And if I were a boy I'd ask you the same thing. But since we're both girls.... (another pause) Well, I've heard that... girls can kiss each other too."

Then Allison approached Veronica, who did not back away or protest.

The kiss started off feathery light and tentative, but gradually turned into a real kiss, and then into a passionate kiss. As Allison kissed Veronica, she was conscious of so many things. How soft Veronica's lips were, how tender, how her face wasn't scratchy, how nice she smelled. How she felt that Veronica's waist went in as they embraced, how she could feel their breasts squishing against each others' breasts even though they were both wearing tops and bras.

Allison then felt that her nipples were getting hard, and her heart was beating faster and faster. She Imagined an electric current radiating from her lips to every corner of her body. Then the electric current turned into a soft glow that she imagined enveloped both girls.

As they continued kissing, Allison reflected that her mother had been right. Kissing a girl was better. Well, at least kissing Veronica was better than any kiss with any boy she'd ever kissed. But Allison also decided this didn't mean she wasn't straight. It only meant that girls are soft, sweet, smell great, and kiss much, much better.

As the kiss continued, Allison decided she knew she'd also have to try going further than a simple kiss for her mother to accept that she really was straight. So as they kissed, Allison's hands and lips wandered around Veronica's face and neck, her ears and eyes. She ran her hands through Veronica's gorgeous hair at the same time Veronica was doing the same things to her hair.

Allison also decided that even making out like this probably wouldn't be sufficient to make her mother satisfied that she was really was straight. She knew her mother, and decided she wouldn't stop her pressuring until Allison made love with Veronica. Or at least started to.

Allison then realized that Veronica surely was facing the same pressure -- orders, really - from her own mother, and probably was thinking the same thoughts.... Allison started to wonder whether she should.... Well, get it over with! And how far she would have to go before her mother accepted that she really was straight.

The more Allison thought about it, the more she decided that since she had to do it, why not get it over with? Especially since Victoria almost certainly was in the same position, and thinking similar thoughts.

Allison had never had sex with a boy on a first date, and she didn't want Veronica to think she was a slut. But somehow, with a girl everything seemed different. Wasn't a slut only a name for a girl who slept with lots of boys? But, especially since both girls were under orders from their mothers -- "for the sake of the family, for the sake of the family business" being a slut wasn't an issue.

Conflicted, Allison decided to go no further this evening. This had been her first date with a girl and her first kiss with a girl. It was more than enough.

Then Veronica broke their kiss and asked, "How was your first girl kiss?"

Allison answered instinctively, which for her meant honestly and candidly. "Wonderful. It was the best kiss I've ever had. By far. And how was it for you?"

"Also the best. The best in so many ways. To be honest, my nipples got hard, really hard, and I'm getting a bit... wet. I've never gotten wet from a kiss before."

Allison then realized she also was getting wet, and that this was also a new kissing experience for her. So, ever the honest and candid girl, she asked what was on her mind: "We're both getting hard nipples and wet from just a kiss. I wonder what more serious making out with a girl would be like? We don't have to go all the way. We could just start and then decide to stop....?"

"Yes, since we're both straight girls we could stop any time."

"At any time! Shall we find out if we like it?"

"Yes. Let's go inside. Please!"

They walked hand-in-hand into Allison's bedroom. They grabbed each other with a passion neither had ever shown with a boy, and kissed furiously. Then they maintained eye contact as they started to take off each other's clothes. Victoria began removing Allison's clothes, slowly, sensuously, one piece at a time while her kisses explored each new area she found.

Soon they were down to lingerie. Allison gasped at the beauty standing before her, as did Veronica. Allison was happy she had dressed so sexily. And delighted Veronica had done the same thing. They first unhooked each other's' bra, an action that made them both tremble with anticipation. Panties cane off soon afterwards.

Victoria reached for Allison but Allison quickly stepped out of her grasp, saying, "This will be for you. Let me show you how I feel about you and the things happening to us."

Allison led Victoria to her bed, and gently laid her down in the center. Allison got the roses Victoria has given her, and covered her date with handfuls of rose petals. She kissed Victoria gently and then more passionately. She made a slow track of kisses over almost every inch of Victoria's body, removing the rose petals, exploring the spot, with her lips, and caressing with her hands. Victoria's heart beat rapidly as the anticipation of Allison reaching her final destination grew larger and more imminent.

After all the rose petals were removed, Allison kissed Victoria on the lips and said, "Enjoy what I want to share with you." She began her journey down. When she reached Victoria's breasts she started at their bases and slowly kissed circles around each one higher than the last. Victoria could hardly wait for her to reach her nipples.

As Allison started to play with another girl's breasts for the first time she thought, "No wonder guys love breasts so much. I guess boys aren't so dumb. In fact, maybe they're smarter than girls in this one way?"

Victoria groaned and embraced Allison tightly. Before she could do anything else, Allison escaped and continued her journey downward. Kissing the outside of Victoria's legs down to her toes, she then moved to the inside of Victoria's legs. Then she began the slow journey upwards leaving a wet trail with her tongue. Victoria was writing in anticipation.

Allison finally reached Victoria's landing strip. She began to blow gently on Victoria's pussy lips, trailing her finger along the folds. She whispered "You have such a beautiful flower. I can hardly wait to taste your nectar. But I'm going to start with the stem of your beautiful flower."

Victoria felt Allison's fingers barely touching her large clit. The sensations shooting through her body were different from any she had ever felt before. Allison lowered her head and began kissing the flower stem.

Victoria moaned and begged for more as she reached for Allison's head, trying to position it in the right place. Allison began kissing her final destination gently, when suddenly she started sucking on the excited stem of that beautiful flower. Victoria screamed in ecstasy as she came over and over. Allison continued her loving attention, playing with Victoria's clit as she took her repeatedly to the heights of ecstasy. After many minutes and countless orgasms Victoria passed out.

When she awoke Allison was gently kissing her. Hugging her, wrapped around her. Holding Victoria's face against her large breasts.

Victoria whispered, "Oh My God! I've never passed out before when I came. You're so sweet, generous and giving. Thank you more than I can find the words to say. I'm going to return the favor."

Allison laughed and said, "You're welcome. Just so you know, I came too as you were coming. Twice. I think we should both rest for a while. Then I'll be happy to have you return the... not a favor, but a delight and a privilege."

Afterwards, and after both girls just held each other and listened to each others' heart beat, Allison finally spoke: "I came more than I've ever come with a boy. By far. More times, longer, and harder. It was all heavenly."

"For me too. It was not just better. It was so much better that it was a different kind of experience altogether. And I feel completely satisfied. As if everything is right in my world."

"Me too. I feel so content, so much that everything seems perfect. No wonder most guys will do almost anything to make love with a woman. Especially with a woman as beautiful and sexy as you. With a guy, by contrast....." she trailed off as Veronica smiled, shook her head, and then laughed at the thought of having sex with a guy."

"I wonder whether I'll ever want to have sex with a guy again? After experiencing such a gorgeous sex goddess... I don't think so." And if I did, I'll bet I could only come if I remember making love with you."

"If I ever do have sex with a guy again, which I won't, I'm sure I'll think about you. And wish I was with you instead."

"I hate to say it, but our mothers were right."

"I know. So right. Darn it! Do we have to tell them it was great?"

"That it was beyond wonderful."

"That it was incredible...."

"No, we don't have to tell them how much we liked it. Not for a while, anyway. Why don't we just say we kissed, and the kissing was very nice, and that we'd like to keep dating each other."

"But of course we'll have mind-blowing sex at the end of our dates!"

"For sure. The best sex ever. Secretly, at least for a while. Sexually we'll have a secret affair similar to the affair our mothers have had."

"Except that their secret affair has been going on for maybe 30 years."

"I wonder whether they're lesbians or bi?"

"I don't know and don't want to ask. Or even think about it. But I'm sure my mother loves my father. But... what kind of love is it?"

"My parents also love each other, I'm also sure of it. But is it romantic love? Or the love between friends, between long-term companions? How does it compare with the love they have for each other?

"I sure don't know. But I'll bet our mothers' situation happened a lot to women of their generation. We're so lucky we don't have to marry men to be our "beards".

"Its so ironic that two women -- the most feminine combination possible - used to have to have "beards." "

"For sure. If we get married, we can have the marriage our mothers couldn't have. We'll be the incredible, awesome, lesbian couple they couldn't be."

"The happy, cozy, with so much in common, super-intimate, and sex-crazed-pussy-loving married lesbian couple they couldn't be!"

(laughter from both girls)

As they kissed again each girl thought, "If we do get married, we know the sex and romance will be wonderful. And probably the other parts of our marriage too...! Who am I kidding... of course we'll get married!"