"Um, nothing much... oh but I do have a poem I'm sending in to Strong Woman's Prose for a contest. That bitch Delilah was giving me grief in class too."
"You want me to step in and cancel her library card for you? That'll be the start. Just because I look like a librarian, doesn't mean I fight like one." Chandra drew up her lips and eyed her friend, waiting for an answer.
Samantha giggled and blushed, pushing the long brown curls from her gorgeous blue eyes.
Fuck me please.
Chandra turned her head so her friend wouldn't notice how uncomfortable she made her feel.
"Chandra?"
"Oh yeah, I'm listening, Sam. Just uh... thinking about some things I need to do once I leave here today."
Get more batteries; check the responses on my ad seeking a voluptuous vixen needing training.
Chandra's thoughts raced in her brain. How would she combat the feelings of desire for this seemingly straight friend of hers, Samantha Daniels?
She has a hot man, real hot. She's not into you like that.
A part of her balked at that realization because she'd caught Sam staring at her more than once.
"Like what?" Sam closed her book and turned around to face Chandra.
"Um, things like..."
Form words dumbass!
Chandra sought her brain for what she had to do other than pleasure herself in the bath and look through more responses of lonely bisexual women who didn't hold her interest. A part of her wished to fuck without any kind of emotion, but lately she didn't want any one-nighters or even two rounds with people she could give a fuck about.
Chandra wanted more. She liked Samantha, no actually, she lusted her. Who knew, but it was more than anything she could say for any others who'd graced her satin sheets over the past few months.
That naughty librarian schtick got her plenty of quality ass, male and female, but nothing with substance, nothing intriguing.
Not Samantha Daniels.
Not even close.
"Doing laundry, cleaning my attic, taking my cat to the vet. You know things you don't like doing on your days off so you attempt to get them off of your to-do list." Chandra pushed the chair back so she could put some distance between her and her desired.
"Totally!" Samantha smiled and leaned on her hands. "Chandra, what's wrong? I need your help on a few things if you don't mind."
"Um, yeah... I... well sh... I mean, dang Samantha. I know how you like me to sit here and hold your hand, but I do have work to do. Several teachers need books you know. I'll over here if you need me." Chandra spun on her heel and sat down behind her mahogany desk. She needed to get as far away from her straight friend as possible no matter what kind of signals she threw Chandra's way.
"Okay, Chandra. I'll just sit here and finish this poem while you search for the books." Samantha opened back up her book, appearing as if she was bored or sulking.
Chandra didn't want to turn Sam down, but it was for the best.
She wished she could entertain her in more ways than one.
Too bad there was a man in Samantha's life holding most of her interest.
If she'd ever give her the go ahead, Chandra wouldn't need to place anymore ads on lonelybigirl.com.
* * * *
"Ugh, oh fuck, Ni..." Samantha clutched the sheets tightly under her nails and gnashed her teeth together. She writhed atop the sheets, panting, waiting for the dam between her thighs to burst.
After spending practically the whole afternoon with Chandra, she practically rushed home to be with her man. She'd been holding this in all day and of course, her lover, Nick, took the pleasure of bringing it out of her.
"Mhm, yeah Sam." Nick playfully smacked her hips and hovered over her, sliding his thick cock in and out of her ass. "Oh fuck!" Nick threw his head back and inhaled deeply while he plunged into her repeatedly.
Sam watched his chest rise and fall while he continued to pierce the sweet spot between her legs. She whimpered, her legs numbing with every movement of his dick slamming into her.
"Fuck!" Sam met Nick's motions in the same rhythm. Her breath hitched in her chest and she sped up the pace to egg Nick on to go faster.
With Nick's cock driving her to a near dazed like state, she should've been fully drawn into this moment, right? Not thinking about anyone but...
Her.
Chandra, yep, Chandra ruled her thoughts even now when Nick had her legs curled around his neck, impaling her like the head of a nail being hit with a hammer. She hadn't stopped thinking about the hot librarian since she'd left school. For whatever reason, today's thoughts were more intense than other days she'd spent with Chandra and that stopped Sam from completely immersing herself in Nick.
Why couldn't she do this? Why couldn't she just forget about this longing and move on with her life?
Perhaps it was the realization that her friend was more than just that.
