Randy leaned forward, never breaking eye contact until she felt Stacy’s soft lips touch hers. She memorized the feathery softness of her lips before she pulled back. She studied Stacy’s face for her reaction. She noted that Stacy’s pupils were dilated and her breathing was slightly labored.
“Kiss me again.” Stacy said quietly, her eyes lingering on Randy’s lips.
Randy leaned forward again, this time adding more pressure to the kiss. She was having a hard time controlling her own body’s response, wanting more.
Stacy pulled back from the kiss, gently caressing Randy’s cheek with her hand. “Thank you. Now let’s get you cleaned up and ready for bed.” Because I need to think about all of this and if I don’t go back to my apartment soon, Randy’s right, I am going to do something I might regret.
They carefully managed to get Randy showered, dressed in clean clothes and tucked in to bed. Neither one of them had said more than five words to each other.
Stacy made sure that Randy had everything she needed for the night and then reached out, briefly tracing Randy’s lips with her fingers. “You know how to get a hold of me if you need something tonight. I will see you in the morning.” She hesitated briefly. “Do I get a kiss goodnight?” She asked shyly.
“Do you want a kiss goodnight?” Randy asked with a smile.
Stacy leaned down and kissed Randy, lingering a bit. When she pulled back, she whispered in Randy’s ear “I really want more than just a kiss, but for now that’s what it is.” She turned and left the room quietly, locking the front door on her way out of the apartment.
Randy lay awake for several hours, trying to concentrate on a random TV show with no success. Her mind kept replaying the entire evening, ending with Stacy’s whispered admission. Don’t get your hopes up. She’s probably going to realize just what she did and regret it.
Down the sidewalk, inside her own apartment, Stacy was trying to relax in a hot bath. Her eyes were closed and she could very clearly see Randy’s beautifully naked torso. She remembered how soft her skin had been underneath her fingers as she had touched the bruise. She groaned a little when she thought about Randy’s lips on hers and she felt her body respond to the memory. So soft, so different from anything I’ve ever felt. I wonder if she’s that soft and smooth everywhere? Oh God, this is not helping me relax. Her hand slipped under the water, finding its way between her legs. She rarely masturbated, but tonight she couldn’t stop herself. She had to relieve the pressure that was building. She imagined that her hands were Randy’s as she played with her clit, shocked at how close she already was to an orgasm. Shit, I don’t want this. I want her. I can wait for her, it’s her that I want. She pulled her hands away, let the water drain from the tub and got ready for bed.
Stacy’s phone buzzed as she settled in to bed. She picked it up and saw the text message on the display. She smiled, seeing that it was from Randy.
I can’t sleep. I have tried but I can’t get you off my mind.
She touched the message box and typed her response. Me either. Tried a hot bath. Only made it worse. She hit send.
Several minutes passed and she wondered if Randy had fallen asleep. Her phone buzzed again. The image of you in the bathtub did not help me.
Stacy smiled to herself and typed again. Was it that bad? She giggled, knowing she was baiting her.
Bad? Depends on your use of the word. You, naked in the tub, is not bad in my book. Her phone buzzed with Randy’s response.
Stacy chewed her lip and then typed again. Do you need a back rub? I could come back down. She felt the butterflies flittering around in her stomach as she waited for Randy’s reply.
There is nothing I’d like more than your hands on me. However, I want you to be certain of what you’re doing, no regrets remember?
She took a deep breath, threw the covers aside and shoved her feet into her tennis shoes. She looked down at her stretch shorts and t-shirt that she had on, shrugged her shoulders and grabbed her phone. She paused outside Randy’s door long enough to send a short text. No regrets. I want to. She slid the key in the lock and let herself in.
Randy read the text message just before she saw the hall light come on. Her throat went dry. Oh God, I hope she honestly knows what she’s doing.
Stacy slowly walked into Randy’s bedroom. She paused briefly as the butterflies took up residence in her stomach. She watched Randy’s face carefully, seeing only concern there, she felt the nervousness diminish.
“Hi.” Randy said, trying to break the ice.
“Hi.” Stacy said, unsure of what she should do from here.
“Did you come down here just to stand in the middle of my bedroom?” Randy joked, trying to make her more comfortable.
“No, smart ass, I came down to help you go to sleep.” Stacy said, realizing after she said it how bad it sounded.
Randy’s eyebrows shot up and her eyes grew huge. She just stared at Stacy, noticing that she wasn’t wearing a bra under her t-shirt because her nipples were very clearly erect. “Oh God, you can’t say things like that to me right now.” She pointed at her “You can just stay right there because I can see you don’t have a bra on and I can only take so much.”
Stacy looked down again, slightly embarrassed to see that her nipples were rock hard and very clearly visible through her shirt. She took a deep breath. Well, you might as well throw caution to the wind.
She walked towards Randy, watching her eyes open even wider. She carefully perched herself
