Put it to the Test

Invited to a colleagues party I was sitting back sipping on my drink taking note of the different groups gathered here and there. I am familiar with my co-workers and most are good friends. So when Jackson motioned for me to join him…I did just that.
“Bree?…We need your input on this.”
“Ok.” (Little did I know that by uttering this two syllable responce that my life would be changed forever).
“Great. Here’s the ongoing debate…Homosexuality…what is it and what if anything causes it?”
I wasn’t put off the the question and responded by saying…”To the best of my knowledge it has been established that homosexuality is not a medical condition or psychiatric disorder…it is preference and desire for same gender relationships or with both. It is well documented throughout history although it
remains misunderstood and controversial. Sexuality comes in more variations than we recognize…homosexuality is just one of them.”
“Wow Bree…sounds like you know what you are talking about!” Jackson looked to the group and most of them were nodding their heads in agreement. “Well I just like to be informed. I have a lot of friends that are homosexual.”
“I see. Are you?”
I was taken back…”What? Homosexual? No…of course not.”
“So you haven’t been with a woman? Why not…how would you know without trying it?”
“Jackson! Really! Don’t be absurd.”
“Well?”
“Well?…Because it’s not…it’s not me.” I was becoming angry at Jackson and uncomfortable at his line of questioning. And was turning to walk off when he said…
“You willing to put it to the test Bree?”
I stopped dead in my tracks. That son of a bitch! Knowing full well I wouldn’t back down from a challenge…had put me on the spot. I turned and said
…”Just what did you have in that mind of yours…Jackson?”
“A test. But not here. Say…tomorrow evening. This group will observe. It will be a double blind situation. You will be the main component subjected to a variety of…shall we say…situations. And you will be double blindfolded…of course!”
“Of course!…”Tomorrow evening it is then…Jackson.” I turned to walk away…stopped and looked back saying…
“Jackson?” when he looked over at me I did what any self respecting woman in a situation like this would do…I winked and then flipped him off!

My pride had got the better of me and I took Jacksons bait…like he suspected I would. But I was confident that I would pass the test…whatever it was. I knew what my sexual preferences were and left it at that. By the time the test was to begin I was eager to get it done so I could rib Jackson about it.

“Ok folks we are going to be presenting Bree with different choices…based on her likes or dislikes…we will make note of her selections and then we will determine what if anything this test suggests.”Bree…if you would have a seat.” He motioned to a chair in the middle of the room and I went over and sat in it. He produced a thick blindfold and placed it over my eyes saying…”This will be a multiple choice type format.”
“First…” I heard movement and caught the scent of a flowery perfume. Then someone blew in my ear…I shook my head and laughed.
“Second…” Someone walked behind me I could smell a heavy aftershave. A finger traced the back of my neck and up to my ear. Then a long slow blow. That one got my attention.
“Choice?”
“Second.”
Next…A chocolate covered strawberry was held up to my lips and as I was about to take it…it was pulled back then it put up to my lips again where it was slowly deposited in my mouth.
The second one was pushed up to my mouth and shoved in.
“Choice?”
“First.”
There was a back rub…My hair brushed and my choice of colognes. I made all the choices that I felt confident with.
“Very good Bree. The next round gets a little more personal. Would you agree to being undressed down to your bra and panties?”
I couldn’t help but laugh…
“I don’t mind at all…but I must warn you…I’m not wearing a bra or panties!”
That was the first time that I have ever known Jackson to be left speechless.
The first test proved to be a little difficult to decide. There was no hint at who might be undressing me. The first choices breathing changed so that was my choice.
Next caught me by surprise…The first walked around me several times before grabbing my nipple and rolling it between fingers. Then took it up between their lips and flicked it with their tongue several times. Then stopped.
The second cupped both my breasts and pulled on both nipples at the same time. Then licked each one and blew on them before taking both and pushing them together as close as possible so they could be sucked almost at the same time. I found this to be very erotic.
I chose the second…hands down.
Next…I felt a very feather like touch tracing the contour of my body but it was when the touch reached my pussy that things started to get a little more involved. This one toyed with me and I actually opened my legs wider. The invitation was accepted but fell short…simply because it was too brief and lacked any real fire. The second proved to be a much different story. I was descended upon by having my clit sucked and slightly bit while I was being finger banged. The other hand milked my nipple in unison with each stroke of my pussy and suck on my clit. I was so turned on that I momentarily forgot my surroundings and had an explosive orgasm…ejaculating quite visibly. When I came to my senses…this was of course my choice.

Someone put a blanket around me and Jackson announced that…that was the conclusion of the test. The blindfold was removed.
“Well did I pass?” I asked jokingly.
“This isn’t about passing or failing…this test was designed to evaluate your sexual preferences based on the choices you made. The blindfold was used so that you based your decisions on how you felt…unbaised by knowledge of gender. Had you been aware of whether it was male or female it would have clouded your true reaction.”
“Well I’m fairly certain that it takes a man to excite me.”
” Very well. Then let us proceed…”
“Bree…every choice you made was the…female.”
At first it didn’t register…I sat there dumbfounded. Then as it sank in I just didn’t believe it. But everyone in the room assured me that it was true.

So I had to come to terms with the fact that I was capable of being bisexual and had denied it all my life. I’m sure that it was drilled into me at a young age and subconsciously I avoided such situations.
A whole new world opened up for me. I am a bisexual and all I can say is…you can never really say that you don’t like something unless you actually try it. Put it to the test…