Wine and Chocolate

The women sat thigh to thigh to accomodate their assorted bags. The drive to Meegan's seemed faster than usual, perhaps anticipation made it so. Durning the Drive Meegan had placed her hand lightly on Veronica's thigh, with the pretense that it was the only place she could put it.

Her heart had thumped loudly in her chest the entire time, and she was convinced that even the cabbie could hear it.



"It shouldn't be much longer now." She spoke to no one in particular.

Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan set the glasses on the island, her color returned to normal, but her breath hitched when she saw where Veronica's eyes were.

"Thanks, Rachyl. I like it."

She had begun to pour the golden wine when Veronica asked if it was hot. Meegan's lips curled in a slow smile, knowing the question had little to do with the carefully controlled 68 degree climate in the condo.

"I wouldn't mind a change of clothes, but I think I want to shower first."

Her tummy gave a soft quiver, as she passed glasses to the women, before drinking deeply of her own.
Rachyl 18 years ago
"I wouldn't mind a change of clothes, but I think I want to shower first," Meegan had said.

She felt Veronica's eyes on her almost continuously, and when she took the glass from Meegan's hand, gave her bottom a bit of a wiggle.

After she sipped from her glass, she smiled. Seeing the other's questioning looks, she remarked,
"And here, you two are less dressed than I."

She raised her glass to them, saying, "It may not be champagne, but it sure is awesome. So I propose a toast to new friendships."
Veronica Miller 18 years ago
The word 'shower' sent a bolt of quivering excitement arcing through Veronica's crotch and dumped a gallon of adrenaline into her blood. Oh god, how she loved showering with others....

She had to grip the delicate wineglass tightly so her hands didn't tremble with the excitement that was racing through her body. It has been a long time since she's been teased this much. She was enjoying every minute of it.


"To new friendships," Veronica agreed with a grin. "And to showers!"
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan smiled and raised her glass.

"To showers!"

She drank deeply of the Napa Valley Chardonnay, savoring the taste as it began to tickle her belly. The proximity of these women was making it increasingly difficult to remain clothed and platonic.

"Let me show you the place."

She walked to the door of the kitchen, glass in one hand, wine bottle in the other.
Rachyl 18 years ago
"Let me show you the place," Meegan offered as she walked to the door of the kitchen, then turned and looked at the two standing near the island.

Rachyl beamed and slid off her shoes next to the pile of bags in the corner.
"Ooh, ooh! The five cent tour of the multiple hundred-thousand condo! But..." She twisted her lips in a thoughtful expression. "But if we give our two cents over how awesome it is, who's going to give out the change?"
Veronica Miller 18 years ago
Veronica clinked her glass with Meegan and Rachyl's, and brought it to her lips. She didn't know shit about wine-tasting - all that crap about bouquet, body, whatever just confused her - but she liked this one. That's all that mattered to her.

"...who's going to give out the change?" Rachyl's comment, for some strange reason, struck Veronica as incredibly funny. Before she could stop it, a laugh burst from her throat just as a mouthful of wine was going down. Luckily, she managed to keep from spraying it all over Meegan's kitchen. However, the jerky motion the suppressed laugh caused spilled a bit of the tasty wine onto Veronica's chest, her shirt, and the floor.

She forced the rest of the wine down her throat and uttered
"Oh shit, I'm sorry!" Cold wine trickled down between her breasts and several stains grew on the front of her pink tank-top as she looked around frantically for a washcloth or paper towel or something to wipe up the few splashes that had hit the floor. She didn't mind so much about herself; she wasn't sure if the wine would stain the floor or not, and didn't want to chance it.
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan frowned slightly at Rachyl's remark, but decided she had meant nothing by it. When Veronica spilled her wine, Meegan, nearly started laughing herself.

"Don't worry about it. Worse things have found their way to this floor, the lady that comes tomorrow will take care of it."

She looked Veronica up and down, admiring how the wine made her top stick to her.

"I really think you could use that shower now."
Rachyl 18 years ago
Rachyl caught the brief frown after her remark about the tour, but became distracted by Veronica's sudden trouble swallowing the wine.

She grabbed a towel from a nearby handle and held it out to the woman, resolving to apologize to Meegan in private for her over-the-top comment. "I tried so hard not to let my mouth get me in trouble, too..." she thought.
Veronica Miller 18 years ago
'Nice going,' Veronica chided herself. Jees, she'd only been with these women for a couple hours, and they probably thought her a clutz.

"Thanks," she said, taking the towel from Rachyl. "Mind if I get this wet?" she asked, swinging her eyes to Meegan.

"No, go right ahead."

Veronica flashed her host a smile before turning to the faucet. She plunged the corner of the towel under the rush of water, and didn't think to wait until it warmed up.

"I'm really sorry," Veronica blabbered as she began dabbing at the wine on her shirt. Although it wasn't terribly expensive, she really liked the top and didn't want to ruin it.

"I'm not usually this clumsy." The wine had splattered quite badly, dappling her breasts with fat purple spots. She wiped at them, making her shirt wet, soaking it with cold water. She felt the chills pebble her skin and watched her nipples harden beneath the now transparent fabric.

'Well, I wanted to give them both a show...'

As cold as the water was on her breasts, it only made the heat between her legs grow hotter and harder to ignore.
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan watched her for a moment. her eyes growing dark, as they watched her Veronica's nipples rspond to the cold water. 'I wish I had some club soda, that cold water will only make things worse.' Meegan rolled mental eyes at herself. 'You are getting wet just watching her, and you think about club soda.'

"Veronica, sweety, that's only going to make it worse. Take it off and we'll put some spot remover on it and I can throw it in the laundry later. I have something you can wear in the mean time."
Rachyl 18 years ago
"Veronica, sweety, that's only going to make it worse," Meegan admonished Veronica.

Rachyl realized that she was staring at the ripples moving through the other redhead's chest. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise, and a warmth travelled down her belly as if she swallowed another gulp of the savory wine. She squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, and forced herself to look up before she opened them.


"Not to mention the fact that, if you want to save the top, spot remover's probably better for the wine than cold water."

She glanced at Meegan, and thought the blond's eyes were darker, followed her gaze, and found it pointed directly at Veronica's chest. She started to lick her lips, but caught the tip between her teeth, held her breath, and looked back at Veronica. A thought flashed through her head - the drip of sweat down her chest that she ignored at the lunch table - which she saw a similar drip of wine on Veronica - and she moved forward to stop Veronica's hand from rubbing the towel on her chest.

"Wait, you missed a spot," she said. Gently pushing the redhead's chin up to move her gaze out of her cleavage, Rachyl leaned down, stuck her tongue out, and langurously licked the drip from Veronica's chest, straightened, made a show of licking her lips, then winked, stepped back, and handed her back the towel.
Veronica Miller 18 years ago
All Veronica could do was stare at Rachyl. Her heart was pounding madly in her chest and she was certain that if she looked down, she'd see her breasts vibrating with the force of her pulse. Her skin screamed with the need to feel that tongue again. Very slowly, she swung her eyes to Meegan and saw much the same look as was on Rachyl's face.

Crossing her arms over her belly, Veronica grabbed the bottom of her tank top and pulled it up and over her head. She wasn't taking her shirt off to be pre-treated. The goddamned wine stains had fallen far from her mind. The only thing on her mind now was the ache deep, deep in her belly.

Without taking her eyes from Rachyl's, Veronica lifted her hands and cupped her breasts, still wet and glistening. Just the feel of her own hands pulled and tightened the ribbon that seemed to connect her breasts to her crotch. It was a huge relief to touch herself, but it was maddening at the same time.


"I think you missed a spot," Veronica echoed, her voice heavy and thick with desire.
Meegan 18 years ago
'Well hell.' Meegan set her glass down on the counter and crossed the kitchen back to Veronica's side. She placed a hand on Rachyl's shoulder, as she leaned in and nibbled lightly at Veronica's neck. She spoke in a low voice, full of heat.

"Let me show you the bedroom."

Rachyl moved a bit closer to the Meegan and Veronica, placing one hand on Meegan's hip. She brushed a thumb across Veronica's nipple with the other.

"I wouldn't mind seeing the bedroom."

Meegan smiled at Rachyn, before running her tongue lightly across Veronica's jaw.
Veronica Miller 18 years ago
Veronica's breath caught in her throat when Meegan's lips touched her neck. She leaned into the warm, nibbling mouth, a small moan of pleasure slipping through her own moist lips.

"Let me show you the bedroom," Meegan said in little more than a whisper. Yes, the bedroom was a very good idea since Veronica felt like her legs were going to collapse at any moment.

A shock of lightning coursed suddenly through her body when Rachyl's finger rasped over her nipple. Veronica pulled in a shuddering breath and turned her head to meet Meegan's lips with her own. The kiss remained soft and chaste for less than a heartbeat, when Veronica slipped her tongue between the surprisingly soft lips that had been on her neck a moment ago.

Without breaking the quickly deepening kiss, Veronica released her breast and slid her hand inside Rachyl's suit jacket. She caressed the curve of her waist then began to climb. The heel of her palm grazed the swell of her silk-enshrouded breast and continued up, nudging the jacket off her shoulder. Veronica's other hand was wrapped around Meegan's slender body, exploring the curves of her waist, hips, and ass. After a long moment, she forced herself to peel her lips from Meegan's.


"Bedroom. Now,' Veronica commanded as her hand continued to help Rachyl out of her jacket.
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan's body has gone from taught, to liquid to fire, when Veronica slipped her tongue into her mouth. She moaned in protest when Veronica pulled away, but it quickly turned into a smile at Veronica's comand.

"My pleasure."

She turned on her heel, took Veronica and Rachyl by the hand and lead them out of the kitchen and into her bedroom.
Rachyl 18 years ago
Rachyl sighed as Veronica's hand cupped her breast over her blouse, knowing that her bra prevented the woman from feeling what she felt - the tautness of her nipples, confined behind silken barriers. She nearly whimpered as the hand disappeared, only to fumble at the buttons of her jacket.

She watched, entranced, as Veronica's tongue probed deeply into Meegan's mouth, and fought to shake off the sleeve trapping her right hand. With her left, she downed a gulp of the wonderfully sweet cool wine, knowing that the treats before her would prove so much more delectable. She set the glass down on the counter just as Veronica commanded to Meegan,
"Bedroom. Now."

When the blond reached her hand out to her, she took it, and followed willingly behind. Veronica's breathing next to her was shallow and fast as they maneuvered through tables, chairs, and down a long hallway. With her free hand, first she unbuttoned the remainder of her few buttons, leaving it lightly tucked in, and then reached to give Veronica's closest peak a playful pinch.
Meegan 18 years ago
Meegan led them across the room not letting go of their hands until she was next to her large four poster bed. She turned around to face them and found herself suddenly shy, and at a loss as to what to do with her hands. 'Take your hair down, that should help.' Meegan reached up and pulled the purple tie from her hair.
Rachyl 18 years ago
Meegan reached up and pulled the purple tie from her hair.

Rachyl's eyes widened as the strawberry tresses cascaded down the woman's back, and a veritable cloud of jasmine tinged with a hint of vanilla assaulted her sensitive nose. A hint of something else, too, as the women moved...

She moved forward, into Meegan, placed her hands on her slim hips, and standing on her toes, buried her nose and lips in the corner of her neck. Breathing deeply for a moment, she pursed her lips and nibbled gently, giving a soft moan, "mmmm-hmmm" of contentment. She whispered,
"I love vanilla," as she trailed her tongue across the blond's collarbone, breathing out through puckered lips, nibbling every now and again.
Veronica Miller 18 years ago
A smile spread on Veronica's face as she watched Rachyl taste Meegan's warm flesh. 'Finally, I can do something about that fucking blouse,' she thought to herself. The smell drifting on the air was comforting and arousing at the same time.

Placing a hand on Rachyl's shoulder, Veronica stepped behind her. Her other hand came up to the other shoulder as she pressed her tightly-wound body against her. Her hands caressed down Rachyl's shoulders and arms, then slipped down to her waist. She leaned forward and touched her lips to the back of Rachyl's neck and moaned in surprise at how soft and delicate her skin was. Her tongue peeked out to taste just as she gave a sharp tug at the sides of the silk blouse to untuck it. Veronica's hands rose again to her shoulders and pulled the smooth fabric off the curve of her shoulders, her lips never faltering.
Meegan 18 years ago
A delicate shiver went through Meegan's body at the wispered words. Her eyes closed as Rachyl's soft lips explored her collar bone. Her hands went to Rachyl's hair and pulled the two ivory sticks letting it spill in auburn waves. She pushed her fingers into the mass, as she tilted her head back, giving Rachyl more room.