BAE Chapter 41

Barbara had a good feeling about making a move with Summer. She doesn’t know every detail, but she can imagine what it’s like to be in Summer’s shoes. She has network execs, the public, an ex-husband, and the occasional bad luck to get swept up in things involving ninjas and the Joker and such. It’s easy enough to understand how she might be interested in something a little different from all that and the jerk suitors that are probably lining up to be as misogynist as possible because they feel threatened by Summer’s brains and success.

To Summer, someone like Barbara must be equal parts refreshing and intriguing. The penis is just a bonus.

But Barbara’s confidence only goes so far. Once they’re in the bedroom and the clothes are off, things are different. Barbara no longer feels as though she’s in control, although Summer behaves almost shyly. They’re both in the same situation: unaccustomed to being like this with another woman. There’s no doubt that Summer finds it exciting, and even less doubt with Barbara, whose thick, throbbing erection gives her away even if the red shade of her face hadn’t already.

There’s something almost virginal about the way that naked, skin-on-skin contact and kissing feels in Summer’s surprisingly ordinary bedroom. Barbara feels nerves and an electric current inside that makes her feel like a teenager again. All that makes it easy to lie down on top of Summer on these cool, cotton sheets and make out with her. Things only get complicated when Barbara’s erection starts to ache. Kissing isn’t enough.

She knows what to do, but her hookups with Kate and what happened with Talia didn’t prepare her for truly being in charge. She breaks the kiss and looks down at Summer, who is every bit as flushed and breathless as she is.

This is ridiculous. If Barbara can dress up as a bat and beat up criminals every night, she can be comfortable with another woman’s body. Summer has some freckles on her flat belly, which Barbara appreciates as she kisses her way down. Summer knows what’s happening and tenses slightly, but doesn’t protest. She parts her legs willingly. She’s trimmed down there, and wet enough that her inner thighs glisten in the lamplight.

Barbara never expected to be this intimidated by a vagina. Everything from the flavor to the way things feel is new and strange. But Summer’s soft gasps as Barbara uses her tongue are music to her ears. It just makes her cock twitch. Barbara’s competitive pride stirs and she grasps Summer’s thighs and thrusts her tongue inside, drawing a sharp cry. Suddenly it’s very important to her that she make Summer cum.

It doesn’t take long, but Barbara’s mouth is still sore when it happens. She licks gently as Summer’s legs squeeze her head and she feels the tremors running through the other woman’s body. After that, it’s not Barbara’s pride, it’s her impatience. She crawls back on top and the kiss they share is almost cursory.

But Summer’s hands are on Barbara’s body, pulling her in. She spreads her leg as Barbara guides herself. She gives no thought to the face that she makes as she enters summer’s hot depths, and her body takes over after that. Barbara might have envisioned something like in movies, or some kissing, but there’s none of that. She’s flat on top of Summer, her face buried in glossy, red hair. Summer’s fingertips on her back encourage her.

Barbara feels herself getting close embarrassingly quickly, which bothers her because Summer is getting loud. Summer doesn’t want her to finish, but Barbara has no say in this. She never gave Dick enough credit for how good he was at this sort of thing. Barbara will have to work on it. She grits her teeth and pushes in deep, squeezing her eyes shut and letting it happen.

Summer hugs her tight until it’s over. Barbara goes limp on top of her, feeling as though she just pumped out every ounce of fluid in her body. She finds enough strength to roll off Summer, somehow.

Barbara was always a chatterbox after sex with Dick, which he always hated. She has a feeling that Summer would be the same way under normal circumstances, but this is not normal. Spent, they lie together in silence.

Barbara notices Summer holding her hand under the sheet. It wasn’t Barbara’s goal, but a consequence of this is that Summer will no longer be able to remain objective about her. Barbara really just wanted to be with someone other than Kate and Talia to see what it was like. It’s not that Kate isn’t fun, she’s just… Kate. And the experience with Talia was miserable.

This was different. This makes Barbara think that she really could get used to being with women.

Riley Beaumont pops into her head without warning. Barbara pushes that thought away.

When she softly tries to apologize for being so fast, Summer just snuggles up and purrs.

As soon as Summer is asleep, Barbara is slipping out of bed. This had to happen at Summer’s place so that Barbara could leave. Barbara Gordon is done for the night. Now, it’s Batgirl’s turn.

It’s late, but Alfred is pulling up to the curb as Barbara exits Summer’s building. She climbs into the back, immediately hitting the button to open the secret compartment with her suit in it. Alfred raises the barrier as she hurriedly strips.

“Did you find Ms. Gleeson to be pleasant company?” Alfred asks tactfully, his voice muffled by the barrier.

“So pleasant that it worries me,” Barbara replies with her gloves in her teeth as she pulls on her boots.

“In that case, shall I arrange for flowers in the morning?”

Right. Summer will be offended that Barbara left in the night. Making an overt gesture like Alfred is suggesting would be the way to counteract that. On the other hand, it would be hard to keep a relationship between Summer Gleeson and rising star Barbara Gordon a secret for long. That could be limiting in certain ways.

Should Barbara pursue an ongoing relationship with Summer Gleeson?

Yes or no?