Dash makes a friend

Was Jillian coming on to her? Was Jillian gay? Dash had thought she was the only closeted person in her high society life, not that she didn't think there were other gay people around, its just that her life had always been filled with homophobia and snarky comments about "that life style", as her parents put it. Maybe it was just her family that was messed up in their thinking.

"The water is a little chilly when you first get it, but it feels very warm right now." Dash blurted out. Ugh, you idiot! she chastised herself. Yet, Jillian didn't seem to notice her stupid comment, or chose to ignore it, either way, she continued to strip, and when she stood on the bank of the lake naked as the day she was born, it took Dash's breath away. Jillian was gorgeous. Then, she was stepping in the the lake and the water quickly concealed her nudity.

"Brr! You were not kidding! Fuck, that is cold!" Jillian proclaimed.

"Give it a moment, you will get used to it and warm up." She said, as Jillian waded towards her.

The bank of the lake was rather steep with a gradual decline before dropping away almost completely only a few feet from shore. Dash wasn't a tall women, but if she stretched, she could just touch the sandy bottom. Jillian was taller, so she glided through it barely creating a ripple, like she was born to swim. Dash moved closer to shore, trying to get better footing.

They meet face to face, two naked strangers in a lake, in the woods, with the only soles around being two horses that were ignorant of anything but the grass at their feet. The moment was awkward but exhilarating. Jillian extended her hand.

"Nice to meet you Dasha, or Dash if you prefer."

She took the offered hand. "Nice to meet you, too, Jillian."

Their hands lingered longer than a polite handshake should, but neither one made the first move to break contact. From the lake's edge, Jetty whinnied loudly, most likely pissed about a fly getting to close to his ear, and it broke the moment. Their hands dropped back into the water and again they just stared at each other.

"It's such a pity that we didn't meet each other until now. Bradley always talks about you as this great sister of his. About how you really don't like the way you have to live her life. About how you wish things would be more open and different." Jillian fished, giving her a knowing look.

"Ha! Well, I take it after you declined my brother, you told him why you declined and he shared some information about me that he thought you might find interesting." Dash surmised.

She nodded, then confessed. "I have to be honest. This isn't a chance meeting. I had stopped by your place to drop something off for my mother and I had casually asked were you were. Bradley told me you had just left on your horse and pointed in the direction you went. I have been riding these woods for years, so I took a guess that you might be here. And here you are. Beautiful. Naked. Single. And gay."

There it was. Dasha had never came out and said those words, I am gay. She feared that someone might hear them and it would get back to her parents and there would be hell to pay. Even when she "came out" to her brother, she never needed to say that exact phrase, he just knew where she was going with the conversation. But to hear someone else state her secret back to her was like music to her ears. It wasn't a questions, it was said as fact, no denying it.

"Yes. I am gay!" Dash proclaimed loudly to the mostly empty lake and forest around her. "I like women!" She shouted. Laughing, she spun around in the water, feeling lighter in her acknowledgment. She had been with women, occasionally sneaking off to a lesbian bar or two, but always in a different town or across the state line, but never said those words.

When she finished spinning, she was once again facing Jillian, who had a beaming smile on her face. She reach forward to Dash and she went willingly into those open arms. They hugged, oblivious to their nudity, but when their boobs squished together, Dash's heart rate spiked.

"Thank you," Dash whispered. Jillian pulled back from their embrace and kiss her softly, tasting lake water and lust.

"I know you are leaving tomorrow, Bradley told me. I am myself leaving for a trip next week, but there is no reason why we cannot enjoy this liberating moment, right?" Jillian asked, licking her lips.