Returning home, Alexandra wrestled with disbelief, contemplating the prospect of conversing with Kate in the same manner as before. Would she perceive Kate as she once did?
Kate, her wife from a past life, stirred a complex array of emotions. Why had fate orchestrated this reunion?
After an hour of pondering and waiting, Kate arrived home, an aura of sadness emanating from her teary eyes.
Yet, Alexandra's gaze, instead of meeting Kate's eyes, gravitated toward her voluptuous breasts and generous hips. However, Kate, contrary to Alexandra's expectations, was clad in a somber, tight black dress that extended to her knees.
Perplexed, Alexandra questioned, "Kate, what happened?"
Kate, offering a dismissive response, simply uttered, "Nothing."
Kate slouched on the couch, an air of dejection surrounding her.
As Alexandra settled beside her, the dynamics of every touch were now imbued with a different significance for Alexandra.
Reaching out, Alexandra touched Kate's shoulder, offering a gentle squeeze. "Tell me, what happened?"
Kate looked up at Alexandra, sharing, "Patty insulted me in front of the whole panel."
Concerned, Alexandra inquired, "What did she say?"
Kate explained, "She said you're just a woman with big boobs and zero talent."
Opportunity presented itself for Alexandra to kiss Kate's cheek, a moment she didn't want to miss. "Awwww, my Katy, I am going to get you the role."
Extending the kiss a little longer than usual, Alexandra subtly licked Kate's cheek.
Kate, seeking reassurance, questioned, "How will I get the role? It seems impossible now."
Alexandra said with confidence, "I'll think."
*********
At 9 PM, Alexandra reclined in bed, adorned in a pink top and white shorts.
Her hand ventured into her shorts, consumed by contemplations of a desire she found increasingly difficult to suppress--an insatiable yearning to be fuck Kate, regardless of the ethical and moral quandaries it presented.
Amidst the turmoil of her thoughts, Kate's impending audition and the need to remedy it took a backseat.
As Alexandra delved into self-indulgence, her hand, shrouded within her shorts, initiated a sensual rub. "Mmmm... mmmm... My Kate... Oh God, show me a way."
With a deliberate motion, Alexandra lowered her shorts, revealing the tempting allure of her black panties. The fabric, once hidden beneath the confines of the shorts, now ascended slightly as her hand gracefully intruded, creating a subtle but undeniable elevation.
Her finger delved further into the intimate embrace. She murmured, "Mmmm... Kate... aaah... please come to me... aaaah."
Turning onto her stomach, Alexandra maintained the intimate posture, her hand lingering within her panties, as the yearning for connection and release echoed in the hushed solitude of the room.
As the second finger ventured, Alexandra's hips responded with a subtle arch, gracefully lifting upward. This motion elevated her abdomen slightly from the smooth surface of the bed.
Fingers working with a rhythm that mirrored a fervent exploration, she murmured, "Mmmm... Mmmmm... Mmmmm... mmmmm."
Her face pressed deeply into the pillow, as if devouring it or perhaps dreaming of devouring Kate.
The slight descent of her panties exposed a glimpse of pubic hair and a hint of her buttock crease.
As the climax overwhelmed her, she whispered in the throes of ecstasy, "Oh my God, I just cummed thinking of my sister. My fucking hot sister. My Kate."
Yet, with the euphoria of orgasm, a devious smile spread across Alexandra's face.
She discarded her shorts, tossing them aside, followed by removing her top, casting it into the air.
Now, her flawlessly proportioned body adorned a white bra and black panties.
She gracefully descended from the bed, donning her slippers. Opening the door, she ventured into the hallway, embarking on a journey laced with trepidation, nerves, and a burgeoning excitement.
Standing before Kate's door, a concoction of fear and anticipation gripped her. Despite the tumult of emotions, she mustered the courage to knock.
Kate, responding to the disturbance, opened the door with a yawn. Her attire comprised a loose striped top and matching pajamas.
Inquisitively, Kate inquired, "Hey?"
Her gaze then traveled up and down Alexandra's figure, prompting her to question, "What are you wearing? I thought you didn't like to expose your skin."
Alexandra responded, "You inspired me. But what about you? You usually don't sleep swathed in so many clothes."
Kate explained, "When I'm sad, I prefer to cover myself as much as possible."
Alexandra delicately traced her finger along the edge of her bra strap, a question lingering in her eyes. "How do I look?"
Kate, somewhat bemused, replied, "You woke me up just to ask me this? You always look fantastic. I've seen you nude in movies, you know."
A playful smirk adorned Alexandra's face. "And you got a sneak peek at my boobs this morning."
Kate chuckled, "Alex, seriously, what's going on?"
