A forty five drive felt like a three hour trek from Rena's house in Marble Bay down to Fiona 's in Sunridge but it always felt like longer when they were getting together for 'Book Club'. That was a lie though.
Up the driveway Fiona 's husband, David, was packing up to go to his weekly game of Dungeons and Dragons. He was a handsome enough man, short curly hair and soft masculine features with a perpetual smile on his face. Even trying to balance his backpack and two separate briefcases filled with intricately painted figures he still managed to smile and greet Rena on the way to his truck.
Somehow it was always a bit funny to Rena the way they dressed for Book Club considering they both knew how it would end up. There was no reason for Fiona to be in that beautiful white sundress with white strap wedges. There was less reason for Rena to be wearing a pair tan slacks and a white blouse. She hadn't bothered with a bra this week and if David had taken the extra two seconds to check he have easily seen the darkened circles of her areola through it. It was just a waste of perfectly good dress up, if the two had actually been planning to sit around and read books t-shirts and jeans would have been more appropriate and comfortable sweats would probably have been best of all. Fiona insisted however on the dress up, that's how her mother used to do it and it was part of the entire mystique of it.
The two friends embraced quickly before turning around and waved bye to Fiona 's husband. "It's good to see you girl!" Fiona exclaimed giving a second deeper hug that involved grabbing to big handfuls of her girlfriend's ass.
The two women were quite different, where Fiona was a dark chocolate color Rena was a much lighter almond hue. Fiona was just shy of six feet and other than an ass that was the envy of women everywhere she was thin as a rail. She stood almost half a head taller than her much more curvaceous friend who threatened to spill out of every top she'd ever owned and wasn't at all lacking in ass department.
Rena raised up on tip toe squealing before swatting her friend's hands away. "What if someone sees!" The shorter woman hissed glancing quickly around the area. Once she was confident they were alone, including no more tail lights from Dave she pulled Fiona down into a long tongue twisting kiss. "Let's get inside. I want to show you what I got for 'Book Club' and see what you got!"
The two women laced arms and walked the rest of the way up the driveway and into the house closing the door behind them before slipping into a second more intimate kiss. "I think you should go first." Fiona broke the kiss exhaling a deep breath. "I'll get the wine ready and you can show me what you got your man." Rena agreed with a shrug and walked off into the bedroom with her book bag.
Fiona selected a pair of glasses from the cabinet filling them with wine. While she waited for Rena she turned her couch so instead of facing the television it faced the hallway to her bedroom. The dining room table went up against the wall along with all the chairs but one left right out in the middle of the room.
Just as she took her seat the high pitched creak of her bedroom door announced Rena who came skipping down the hallway in a pair of bright pink sneakers with balloons emblazoned on them. Thigh high white sweat socks with pink and blue stripes that matched the trim of her panties. A pink pony exclaiming 'Party Time' stretched across her plump rump. Here tits were per usual barely contained by white shirt with the same pony printed on it. Fiona smiled as her friend stepped in placing one foot on the chair and shaking her ass then turning around and doing the same with her chest.
"So what's with the fuckin' pony? I don't get it." Fiona sipped her wine. This was probably going to be a very funny explanation.
Rena lifted her glass and drained it in a single rather impressive gulp. "Honestly I don't fucking get it either. I just know the other day I woke up and Mike was watching 'My Little Pony' and he was into it enough that he didn't even notice me. I mean he was still watching when I got back from the bathroom." She shrugged. "Men can be such big babies sometimes." A low growl rumbled from her throat as she leaned over and kissed her friend. "Of course I don't mind as long as I get a good dicking, and before that something from you."
Hands expertly swatted way Rena pouted at Fiona 's retreat to the bedroom. "Nuh uh. I haven't changed yet and we haven't shown off the toys either." She slammed the door behind her. With a grin Rena gulped down her friend's glass of wine as well resting both empty glasses on the coffee table.
When Fiona came back from the bedroom she was wearing a pair of black lace panties made transparent when they stretched over her rear and a strapless nightie. She ignored the chair opting instead for a pair of slow twirls that almost ended with her putting her foot on the arm rest beside her friend. Instead it stopped a few inches short. "Yo, cow? Where's my wine?" Rena's response was a belch. "Oh no you didn't!"
Rena swiveled her head quickly on her shoulders. "Oh yes I did, and you won't do shit about-" She didn't quite get that last word out as Fiona grabbed Rena's hair pulling her face between her legs. It took a few twists for Fiona to tame the thicker woman so Rena was face up on the couch staring up at Fiona 's crotch. "I'm sorry, let me up!"
"You're not sorry yet you little heifer!" One hand still in Rena's hair the other slid her panties aside. "I'll let you know when I think you're sorry." She hissed pulling her best friend's face forward. Any struggle was purely superficial. It was an eager tongue that slid out against Fiona 's pussy and one that had been there enough times before to have Fiona grinding in just a few moments. A pleasant gasp was squeezed from Fiona 's lips by Rena's fingers wrapping around her middle and digging her fingers into her hips. "You're almost sorry aren't you heifer?" Fiona was going to keep talking but Rena's lips wrapped around her clit immediately ended any conversation in exchange for a quick series of gasps. She only tried to escape once but it was quickly squashed by the fact that Rena was stronger than she was. That and she wasn't really trying that hard to get away from a tongue lashing. Even one that threatened to drive her over the edge.
The absolute best part of sex for Rena wasn't the orgasm. Those were all good and well but she'd trade a dozen of them for that feeling a person, especially a woman, gives when she's completely surrendered to your touch. That was how Fiona was, her back was pulled taut. Her legs clenching shut around Rena's head a little too tightly and then she just sank back into place. It was like all the air went out of her body. "Okay, off ya go." Rena grunted rolling Fiona back to her feet. "Oh, and I'm not sorry bitch." Fiona 's eyes lit for a second then she shook her head and grabbed the wine glasses.