A hiss and groan distracted Rachyl's thoughts as she turned and walked across the street to the dry cleaners, and picked up her clothes.
Tromping back to her apartment, arms laden with a week's worth of work clothes, she was looking forward to dressing down (while dressing up at the same time) and enjoying the town - for the first time since she'd been there.
She opened the door to her apartment and carefully hung the clothes in the bathroom door, and latched the entrance behind her. She quickly stripped and turned to the outfit she'd bought the night previous, hanging from hook she'd screwed into the wall next to the bathroom.
Pulling the protective plastic bag from the hangers, she ran her fingers down the shimmery blue jacket, and set it aside. Glancing down, she realized she still had her bra on and reached behind her back to unsnap it. She briefly recalled it was the same bra she'd worn a week ago to Meegan's place... Tossing it onto the couch, she slid into the matching shimmery silver blouse, its cool slipperiness almost the caress of a lover across her warming breasts. Tugging it into place, she unfolded the sheer black slacks from their roost and slid into those partially before she changed her mind and stepped out. She ducked under the clothes into the bathroom, and slipped out of her white briefs, tossing them into the milk crate she used as a "hamper" before grabbing a black thong from her rack of underthings and dragging it on.
She moved back to the hall and put on the pants and straightened them. Stepping back into the bathroom, she refreshed her anti-perspirant deodorant, brushed her teeth, and ran a long-handled brush through her hair. "I should let it get curly... I kind of miss the curls," she thought as she looked for her tiny bottle of Ralph Lauren's "Blue," found it, and spritzed some in the air. She walked through the misty cloud as she sprayed a bit on each wrist, then a bit on the pad of her finger to dab some just under her ears, the hollow at her throat, then deep between her breasts.
She climbed into the jacket, and put a tiny dab on each collar, then replaced the bottle on the shelf. She glanced at the time on her phone, and realized she'd be picked up soon.
She grabbed her black leather purse from the entrance table, slid her cellphone inside, picked up her key, and plopped down on the arm of the couch, waiting.
Stepping Out...
Veronica swept into her apartment like a whirlwind, slamming the door behind her. She tossed her bag onto the floor and threw the rolled up drawings onto the kitchen table on her way into the bedroom, unbuttoning her suit jacket along the way.
She was a little ticked off, but not angry. How could she be angry when she was going to be dancing with two incredibly sexy women in a matter of... she glanced at her watch. Shit! Meegan’s due to arrive in fifteen minutes!
Veronica raced through her apartment, shedding clothing and cursing those slow fucking engineers as she went. She stopped in the bathroom first to touch up her perfume and makeup. A moment later, she was standing in front of her closet wearing nothing but a bun in her vibrant crimson hair. She rifled through the clothes, and settled quickly on a flirty black skirt and a black camisole hemmed in lace. She tossed them on the large bed and went to the huge mahogany dresser. She found a tiny black thong immediately. When she held it up, an image of Meegan’s ass flooded her mind; the way that bit of silky material had been nestled between those gorgeous globes of her ass..... Stop it, Veronica!
She shook her head to clear it and slipped the miniscule panties on. She was just about to step into the skirt when the buzzer at her front door went off. Shit, Meegan’s here! She ran to the door, breasts bouncing wildly and thumbed the top button. “Be right down!” she barked into the speaker as she pulled the skirt up over her hips. She fastened it and adjusted it on her waist as she went back into the bedroom.
She pulled the camisole on, being careful not to ruin her bun, and adjusted her breasts in the tight shirt. Her nipples were hard, pressing out against the thin fabric, allowing her level of arousal to hover at a comfortable level.
Luckily, her strappy heeled shoes were close to the front of the closet floor. She pulled them out and backed up to sit on the edge of her bed. When they were on, she checked herself in the mirror on the inside of the closet door. She adjusted the straps of the camisole to provide a little more support. Good enough, she decided. She grabbed a small black purse from a hook inside the closet. She turned off the lights and left the bedroom.
In the kitchen, she dug the essentials out of her bag and stuffed them in the purse. She made sure Astrophy had enough water and food, said goodbye to the sleepy feline, then slipped out the door.
Meegan’s car was idling at the curb in front of her building. When she emerged from the front doors, the driver nodded to her and opened the back door.
“Thanks,” she said with a smile and a wink before ducking into the car.
Rachyl
18 years ago
Veronica Miller
18 years ago
"I should call Rachyl and tell her we're almost there."Â? Veronica's voice was weak, almost a whisper as she rose to her knees. She pressed her burning crotch against Meegan's stomach as she lifted a breast to the blonde's mouth. Veronica's camisole had been pulled up over her breasts almost as soon as she'd gotten into the car. Meegan's warm mouth closed over a nipple, causing Veronica to moan.
"God, that feels good,"Â? she moaned as she tried to fish her cell phone out of her purse without pulling her breast from that wonderful warmth. Finally she got it out and flipped it open. She pressed a couple buttons, arching her back to give Meegan as much of her breast as she could want. The phone picked up on the second ring.
"Hello?"Â? Veronica recognized Rachyl's voice.
"Hey babe, it's V. We're almost to your place. Come on down to the car in a couple minutes."Â?
Veronica mumbled a few assents and said goodbye before closing her phone. God, Meegan's hands felt wonderful on her body.
She took a moment to see where they were. There was a normal bench seat right by the door, then a long seat to one side, with another bench seat mirroring the first. Veronica was straddling Meegan's lap while she played with her breasts in this far interior seat. No one would be able to see them unless they climbed in the car.
So, with a grin on her face, Veronica pulled her breast from Meegan's mouth and kissed her soundly before climbing down onto the floor. Her hands trailed down Meegan's body, and when she was kneeling before the blonde, she slid her hands up her smooth, long legs, gathering the bottom of her dress as she went. Veronica was pleased to find her bare. With a squeal of delight, she spread the legs and dove into the warm folds as she pulled her own skirt up around her waist. One hand joined her tongue in its exploration of Meegan's warm cleft, while the other descended her own tight body. She slipped a finger into her own cleft and licked the juices from Meegan's.
The first thing Rachyl would see when she got in would be Veronica's ass wriggling in the air, finger-fucking herself while she ate Meegan out. Delightful!
"God, that feels good,"Â? she moaned as she tried to fish her cell phone out of her purse without pulling her breast from that wonderful warmth. Finally she got it out and flipped it open. She pressed a couple buttons, arching her back to give Meegan as much of her breast as she could want. The phone picked up on the second ring.
"Hello?"Â? Veronica recognized Rachyl's voice.
"Hey babe, it's V. We're almost to your place. Come on down to the car in a couple minutes."Â?
Veronica mumbled a few assents and said goodbye before closing her phone. God, Meegan's hands felt wonderful on her body.
She took a moment to see where they were. There was a normal bench seat right by the door, then a long seat to one side, with another bench seat mirroring the first. Veronica was straddling Meegan's lap while she played with her breasts in this far interior seat. No one would be able to see them unless they climbed in the car.
So, with a grin on her face, Veronica pulled her breast from Meegan's mouth and kissed her soundly before climbing down onto the floor. Her hands trailed down Meegan's body, and when she was kneeling before the blonde, she slid her hands up her smooth, long legs, gathering the bottom of her dress as she went. Veronica was pleased to find her bare. With a squeal of delight, she spread the legs and dove into the warm folds as she pulled her own skirt up around her waist. One hand joined her tongue in its exploration of Meegan's warm cleft, while the other descended her own tight body. She slipped a finger into her own cleft and licked the juices from Meegan's.
The first thing Rachyl would see when she got in would be Veronica's ass wriggling in the air, finger-fucking herself while she ate Meegan out. Delightful!
Meegan
18 years ago
Sex in a limo is something Meegan had -never- done before. She was begining to think this woman was a bad influence. She nearly chuckled, but Veronica had slipped her tongue into her, and she moaned. She slid down the seat to make herself a bit more comforatable and give Veronica better access.
Meean felt the car come to a stop, and heard the driver's door open and shut. Shortly the back door opened and Rachyl climbed in.
Her mouth opened and closed again as she smiled and thought, 'hmm, I bet that is a view some one would have gotten yesterday...'
"Are we having dessert first?"
Meegan grinned at her, and motioned her over.
"Yeah, the place were going only serves cold cheesecake."
Rachyl put her purse and two little gift bags on the seat next to her and crossed the interior of the limo to the arms of her two friends.
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Meean felt the car come to a stop, and heard the driver's door open and shut. Shortly the back door opened and Rachyl climbed in.
Her mouth opened and closed again as she smiled and thought, 'hmm, I bet that is a view some one would have gotten yesterday...'
"Are we having dessert first?"
Meegan grinned at her, and motioned her over.
"Yeah, the place were going only serves cold cheesecake."
Rachyl put her purse and two little gift bags on the seat next to her and crossed the interior of the limo to the arms of her two friends.
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