When Weaver woke up she was in recovery, some one had actually anonymously given her 75 thousand dollars to get an operation that may or may not permanently fix her leg. She sighed not really feeling any pain because of the drugs she was on, she understood the procedure but she wasn’t very sure if it was going to work or not. About a week of recovery laid ahead of her and she began to think about life with out using a crutch, and how it might take some getting used to.

A week later Weaver was back on her feet working the ER, with out her crutch. The operation had been a success but it would still be a month before they knew if her body had accepted the technology they had put inside of her. For now though, she was very happy with the results it allowed her to move faster then she had ever been able to, and she felt like she had a lot more energy. She was sitting in the lounge taking her break when Amber walked in with a rather large stain on the scrubs she was wearing.

“Today is just not my day.” She smiled at Weaver and went over to her locker, she opened it and then pulled off her scrub top so she was in a white tank top before reaching in and pulling on a black turtleneck sweater, “You don’t even want to know what that shirt had been stained with.”

“Wouldn’t surprise me…I’ve had everything.” Kerry responded with a smile, she had always had feelings for Amber but recently she was feeling a lot more confident about herself. She knew that Amber was a lesbian, because Amber was very open about her sexuality especially when she was turning down male members of the staff. “Hey, you wanna go out tonight for dinner or something?”

“Are you asking me on a date Kerry?” Amber responded before pulling on her lab coat and placing her stethoscope around her neck. “Because if you are I’d be more then happy to join you for dinner.”

“Yeah, I’m asking you out on a date.” She stood up and walked over to the trashcan where she threw away her empty cup of coffee, Amber watched her for a moment and smiled.

“I see the operation was a success.” Amber said this was the first time she had even seen Weaver in a week, and she was looking quite well. Amber guessed that she probably really worked hard to get back on her feet so she could come back to the ER.

“Well they won’t know that for about a month but for now I’m enjoying the freedom it allows me.” She replied as she pulled off her glasses and let them hang around her neck. Amber nodded at her and went to get another cup of coffee, Weaver walked out of the room with a smile on her face and a slight bounce in her step. Amber didn’t think she had ever seen Kerry more happy or more confident about anything, and in turn she was happy too.

Dinner was nearly forgotten when Kerry insisted that they go to a local club, which surprised the hell out of Amber but she didn’t disagree. It was actually a well known lesbian club called The Pink Flamingo. Amber had been there a million times before, and had ended up having a million one night stands as a result of too much drinking and too many drunk women. Amber was sitting at the bar drinking a beer but when she turned to look at Kerry she was no where to be seen, then Amber looked out onto the dance floor. Kerry was out there, dancing, and she wasn’t half bad…in fact she was incredibly sexy Amber couldn’t stop looking at her, as excitement filled her stomach and a warm tingling spread between her legs. Amber grabbed Weaver’s beer and headed out onto the dance floor, she couldn’t dance and she knew it she wasn’t even going to attempt it, especially not in front of all these people.

“Got your drink.” Amber said loudly trying to get her voice to carry over the music, she held the beer out to Weaver who stopped dancing and took it. She took a drink and started to walk back over to the bar with Amber, who was relieved because with the way Kerry was dancing she could have every woman on their knees begging for her to come home with them. “You are a good dancer.”

“Oh, thanks…I didn’t think I could ever dance like that.” Weaver was breathing a little harder but barely breaking a sweat. The noise level was lower by the bar so it was easier to talk, Amber took another drink and watched a tall blond woman approach them.

“Hi…I saw you dancing out there…” She said to Kerry in a rather sexy voice, she looked like she could be a playboy bunny and she was completely ignoring the fact that Kerry was obviously there with Amber, “So do you come here a lot?”

“No actually this is my first time.” Weaver replied almost oblivious to the fact that the woman was trying to pick her up, Amber on the other hand was not amused and she knew that this woman was moving in on her territory…so to speak.

“So…” The woman took a seat on the other side of Weaver and ignored the glare that Amber was giving her. “My name is Kathryn but everyone calls me Kitty.”

“My name is Kerry and this is my date, Amber.” She motioned to Amber who all of a sudden stopped glaring at Kitty, thinking that Kitty was probably the stupidest nickname anyone could ever want. Kitty nodded but she didn’t make any attempt to move from her seat next to Weaver, it was obvious to Amber she was going to continue on the quest to get Weaver even though she was already there with some one.

“So, not here alone huh? Are you to um serious?” Kitty let her finger trace the rim of her martini glass slowly before taking a long sip of it. Weaver looked at Amber not really knowing what to say, it was their first date and she did really like Amber but they certainly weren’t at a point where they were serious, then again she didn’t want to blow this for a one night stand.

“Yeah…it’s serious…sorry.” Kerry finally said before turning to look at Amber who was now smiling. Kitty growled slightly before getting up to leave so she could sink her fangs into another unsuspecting victim. “Sorry I…” Before she could finish Amber pulled her into a passionate kiss, and Kerry didn’t care because they were surrounded by lesbians anyway…none of whom worked with her on a day to day basis.

“Wanna go back to my place? I have a swimming pool.” Amber said looking at Weaver with a sly smile.

“So what’s so good about that?”

“I dunno…it’s indoor…heated…great for skinny dipping.” Amber licked her lips then she set her bottle of beer on the bar and slowly started to walk towards the exit. Weaver sat there for a moment thinking about it and then smiled herself and followed after Amber.

They never made it to the pool, in fact they barely made it in the door before they were both all over each other. Weaver had pushed Amber up against a wall and slid her hand up Amber’s skirt only to find that she wasn’t wearing any panties. She groaned her approval before sliding two fingers into Amber’s wet cunt, Amber moaned loudly and leaned in to kiss Kerry’s neck.

“Oh God Kerry…” She whispered as she let the older woman pin her up against the wall as she moved her fingers in and out like it was her job and she was working overtime. Amber ground down on Weaver’s hand moaning and carrying on at the top of her lungs. It wasn’t long before she climaxed, the accumulation of the arousal she had felt at the club when Kerry was dancing didn’t make it very hard for her to climax twice before her body relaxed. About that time they traded places and Amber had Weaver pinned against the wall, as she kissed her hungrily she slid her hand into Weaver’s pants and then her panties before slipping in two fingers, letting her palm press gently against Kerry’s clit in short intervals, she certainly knew what she was doing. Weaver moaned loudly and wrapped her arms around Amber’s neck trying to remain standing when her knees wanted to buckle, she was so incredibly wet, Amber could hardly believe it. After a few moments of this Weaver climaxed too, digging her nails into Amber’s shoulders after raking them across her back. Amber removed her hand from Weaver’s pants and put her fingers to her lips before licking them off slowly, seductively. “Are you ready to go upstairs?”

“You know…I think I am.” She replied and with that they both bolted up the stairs excitedly, Amber knew that this was going to be a night with lots of pleasure and little sleep.

The next morning Amber brought her breakfast in bed, until now the size of Amber’s house had completely escaped Weaver. The bedroom was huge with a flat screen TV across from the bed and a surround sound stereo, the speakers were mounted above the bed which had intricately carved oak posts and a soft lacey canopy. The hard wood floor peeked out from the large oriental rugs that topped them and to the right there were huge picture windows and a glass door that opened out onto a balcony.

“This place is…wow.” Was all she could manage to say as she picked up the cup of coffee from the tray of food Amber had brought her. Amber was wearing Weaver’s shirt and a pair of black lace panties but nothing else, she crawled into bed next to Kerry and took one of the strawberry’s off of the plate of pancakes she had made.

“Yeah well it’s nothing if you don’t have some one to share it with.” She replied then she popped the strawberry into her mouth and picked up the second cup of coffee that was on the tray, “It gets really lonely here.”

“I bet.” Weaver replied she was starving, last night their activities has really taken a lot of energy out of her. She picked up the fork that was next to the very detailed china plate and cut off a piece of pancake and ate it. “Wow, this is good.”

“Thanks, I usually only have to cook for one.”

“Do you want some?”

“No, I ate before I brought this up.” She smiled at Weaver and then grabbed a small black remote that was on the bedside table and she turned on the TV, “Too bad we have to ruin this by going to work in an hour.”

“It’s worth it, after a day of hard work then we will be more deserving of pleasure.” Weaver took another bite of her pancakes and Amber smiled at her seductively before fluffing out her pillows and sitting against them to watch TV.

“I’ll remind you of that after we work a 12 hour shift.” Amber said and then folded her arms over the blankets, Weaver continued to eat and they both watched TV in a silence that was not uncomfortable. For the first time in a long time Kerry was almost positive that she was falling in love, and luckily Amber was feeling exactly the same way.