After breakfast, Marcy mussed her little sister Cassie's hair (which earned her a squawk and a "hey!") before heading outside. Erika lived a half mile away, and that gave Marcy an excuse to go for a jog. Her top speed wasn't incredible (thanks to her short legs), but she loved the feeling of physical exertion. A few of her neighbors waved and said "good morning" as she jogged by- she was a common sight at this time of day.
She loved pushing herself, trying to find her physical limits. If she'd been born a boy, she could be much stronger, but she was able to build up impressive stamina, at least. Sweaty from her exercise, she reached Erika's home and rang the doorbell.
Erika's mother, Natalie, answered. She was about 35 or so, and still looked good for her age, as she was also something of a fitness nut (though not to same extreme). "Good morning, Marcy! Had a nice jog?"
"Wasn't bad", Marcy said, as she shrugged out of her oversized hoodie. "Though Erika will yell at me for being all sweaty, I bet."
Natalie laughed, ushering the smaller girl in. "Well why don't you take a quick shower? I think you still have some clothes here, I'll fetch them for you."
"Thanks, Mrs. Bishop!" Marcy smiled up at the taller woman.
"Oh please, call me Natalie. Come on."
A few minutes later, Marcy had stripped off her clothes and was enjoying a hot shower, steam filling the bathroom. The door to the shower slid open, and she felt Erika get in behind her. Her girlfriend slid her arms around her lower abdomen and nuzzled the back of her neck.
"Good morning, lover."
Marcy blushed. "Hey."
Erika's hands started roaming around, and Marcy couldn't help but moan. "Uh...Erika...what if your Mom hears us?"
"She just went to work, it's just the two of us. I was thinking about you all morning." Erika nibbled on Marcy's ear.
Being a year older, and quite a bit taller at 5' 9", Erika was more dominant in their relationship, and Marcy enjoyed it. All her life she felt she had to be tough and not girly, but around Erika, everything was different. The taller girl began to play with Marcy's small breasts, and she practically purred in pleasure.
Then Erika turned her around and raised her chin up, leaning in to kiss her. Erika was quite pretty, though not quite as attractive as Marcy was, with a tall, slender build, long legs, and long black hair. And those green eyes...Marcy loved everything about her girlfriend, and she lost herself in her lover's embrace.
A little bit later, she was wrapped in a large towel, and Erika was carrying her into her bedroom. Marcy just put her arms around her lover's neck, laying her head against Erika's chest. For a skinny girl, Erika had really nice, C-cup breasts, and Marcy loved to touch them.
Erika lay her down on her bed, and climbed up onto it, her own towel sliding off her glistening body as she leaned in to kiss Marcy's taut belly. "Damn it, Mar, your amazon bod drives me wild!"
"I wish I was an amazon..."
"Hm. Well I like you just the way you are." Erika's kisses started getting closer and closer to Marcy's crotch, and soon the girl was racked with pleasure as her love licked her out. Waves of pleasure caused her back to arch, and she started rubbing her nipples furiously.
When she came, all the strength faded from her body and she lay back, limp. Erika lay at her side, holding her tightly and kissing her. Marcy remembered the first time she'd tasted herself on Erika's tongue, and remember being vaguely repulsed. But that was a long time ago, and now she didn't mind at all.
She dozed off for a bit, feeling safe and protected in her lover's arms. Later, she opened her eyes. "Thank you, 'Rika."
"Always my pleasure, Mar." Erika smiled.
"Is it my turn now?"
"Oh that's tempting, but weren't we supposed to go to the Museum today?"
"Oh shit, I forgot! Is it too late?" Marcy sat upright.
Erika laughed. "No, no, we have time. Let's get you dressed. Now remember, since I won our bet, you have to wear a dress today."
"Ugh." Marcy made a face, but she didn't mean it. She hated dresses, but she loved wearing them for Erika. "Do I have to wear panties?"
Erika grinned. "I'd rather you didn't."
"Oh you're so bad!"
Soon they were both dressed. Erika had a soft blue sundress that left her shoulders bare, while Marcy fussed at her outfit. White blouse with navy trim, that showed off her belly, red tie, and a navy pleated skirt. White bobby socks and black Mary Janes completed the outfit. She looked at herself in the mirror. "I look like an anime schoolgirl!"
Erika put her hands around Marcy's waist and nuzzled her short brown hair. "That was the point. Too bad I don't have the time to dye your hair while I'm at it."
Marcy shivered. She'd never live it down if her sister saw her with dyed hair...but she was putty in Erika's hands.
"Come on, let's get going." Erika grabbed her keys, and the two girls headed outside to the taller girl's Buick Cascada.