Marie raised her eyebrow at the smells of banana and maple syrup rising from her coffee cup. Kat chuckled, and took a sip from her own cup.
"Bananas Foster flavored coffee," Kat said, and shrugged, "Scott sent it over, seems like a good choice for a breakfast coffee." Marie eyed the coffee, and took a small sip.
"Oh fuck, ow!" Marie said, her hand covering her mouth. "Why didn't you tell me it was so hot?" Marie demanded. Kat's brown eyes sparkled with amusement.
"Marie," Kat began, "coffee is made from hot water and coffee beans, why didn't you expect it to be hot?" Marie looked up at Kat, pouted, and looked back down at the sofa and started plucking stray dog hairs from the black sofa she sat on. "It just surprised me, and it hurt, and I'm sorry." Marie took another cautious sip of the coffee, and immediately felt the blissful heat spread through her sluggish limbs and a small smile crossed her lips. Kat grinned, and flopped down on the couch next to Marie.
"See? It's pretty damn good, isn't it?" Kat asked, pointing at the cup Marie held. Marie shifted stacks of fantasy novels and feminist treatises around on the coffee table so she could set her cup down, and then folded her legs under herself and leaned back into the folds of the couch.
"Yeah, it's pretty damn good. Wish Scott would give me awesome gifts like that, though." Marie said, idly watching the nonsense that spilled forth from the massive TV against the back wall, the TV's light casting bizarre shadows into the dim light of the morning. Kat muted the TV, and sipped at her coffee.
"Come off it girl, you know that you can have this anytime you want it." Kat said, confusion crossing her face as Marie giggled. Seeing the expression on Kat's face, Marie began to laugh even harder causing her strawberry blonde hair to fall into loose waves around her face.
"Really, Kat? 'You can have this anytime you want it' sounds pretty damn slutty to me." Marie said, still wracked by laughter at her friend's confusion. Kat chuckled a little, and pulled her Cardinals baseball hat further down on her head, trying to hide the blush that was creeping up her neck. Talk of sex reminded Kat how long it had been since she had been touched by anyone, which reminded her of her soon-to-be ex-husband, which reminded her of the divorce trial she still had to go through. Kat sighed, and lifted up the most recent letter from her ex-husband's lawyer, and decided that she didn't want to deal with him right now. She tossed the letter down in disgust.
Marie couldn't help but notice Kat's displeasure. "Sorry, sore subject, I know." Marie folded her arms under her breasts, and put on her 'serious business' look. "Anything you want to tell me, or need to tell me, or if you want to cry-" Kat turned to Marie and gave her a sharp glare, Marie held up one of her hands "-I know, you don't cry, but if you wanted to, anything, Kat, I'm here for you. I swear." Marie said, her green eyes holding Kat's attention, Marie's eyes gleamed with affection, empathy, and pain for Kat. Looking away before she began to tear up, Kat sighed.
"Nothing to be sorry for, hun, everything else aside he was a fantastic fuck. When he wasn't drunk," Kat laughed, "which was more often than not, and he sure as hell didn't ever listen to me or even try to talk to me. By the end, it was like I had a stranger's dick in me, not my husband's. And, I love fucking, but, shit, I don't want to fuck random people I don't even know, it's just..." Kat paused, looking for the right word.
"Degrading?" Marie offered.
"Yes! It's just degrading to sleep with someone you don't know anymore, just because that's what you do in marriage." Kat said, waving her hand in agitation. Marie pushed her hair over her ear, and picked up her cup of coffee.
"Well, anonymous sex does sound kinda hot. To me. Sometimes." Marie said, getting quieter as she spoke, eventually fading out and just sipping her coffee. Kat gave her a deadpan stare, then burst into laughter.
"Oh, hun, it isn't anonymous when you see him everyday." Kat said, winking at Marie. "But, if you're gonna fuck someone you don't know, wouldn't you rather it be a girl? Less chance of disease, no chance of babies." Kat said, an imp's smile on her face. Marie choked on her coffee in surprise mid-sip and coughed as the hot liquid went into a lung, prompting Kat into near hysterics.
"Oh, god, I'm sorry, but that was hilarious." Kat said, in between laughs. It wasn't that Marie and Kat didn't talk about sex, they talked about it all the time, it was that they never talked about gay sex, of any variety. "God, Kat, please give me a little more warning next time you come out and admit you want to fuck a girl!" Marie said, still struggling to overcome her coughing.
"Hey, I just said it'd make more sense to fuck a girl anonymously, I didn't say that I would like to." Kat said, defensively. Marie took stock of Kat's appearance: black leather bomber jacket, black button up collared shirt, loose blue jeans, ankle high black boots, topped by a Cardinals baseball cap. It really wasn't a stretch to see how Kat could be taken as a lesbian, if the stereotypes were to be believed anyway. Marie decided she'd press the issue, thinking that Kat wouldn't have brought it up for no good reason.
"Well, I admit I'd like to get some pussy. Even anonymously. It's been years since I last had any." Marie said, calmly sipping from her coffee cup, pointedly looking away from Kat. There was a brief moment of silence, as Kat stared at her best-friend. Kat couldn't decide if Marie was screwing with her in return for Kat making Marie choke on her coffee, or if she was being serious. And by the expression on Marie's face, she wasn't about to clue Kat in one way or the other. Kat's heart began to beat faster, she had to know.
"So. Did you actually..." Kat began, but faltered.
"Did I what?" Marie asked, innocence gleaming in her eyes.
"Did you. Sleep. With a woman?" Kat said, forcing the words out.
"Nope!" Marie said, "I fucked a woman. There's a difference." and Marie stuck her tongue out at Kat, a gesture that immediately made Kat think of a cat toying with a mouse it caught. Kat sighed, and resigned herself to doing this the hard way.
"When? Why? Why didn't you tell me? Did you enjoy it?" Kat asked, the questions pouring out of her, in pace with her hammering heart. Marie smiled, aware of how in control of the situation she was.
"When I was in college, because my boyfriend wanted to watch me with another girl, because I didn't want you to think I was coming onto you, and yes I enjoyed it, but haven't found anyone worth doing it with since. In that order." Marie replied quickly, and then turned her attention back to the TV.
Kat was stunned, Marie didn't want to seem like she was coming onto her? The thought that someone as wonderful as Marie would come onto her sent a shiver from the top of her spine to her crotch, and she felt herself grow a little damp. Kat noticed Marie's big toe twitching back and forth, a sign of Marie's nervousness. Kat briefly wondered what Marie could have been nervous about, before she realized that she was staring at Marie's beautiful and toned calves, folded under her firm and long thighs, partially hidden by Marie's green skirt, the red tank-top she wore which concealed her pierced navel, a teardrop contrasting perfectly with Marie's pale skin, her perky breasts hidden behind the straps of the bra Kat saw poking out from underneath the tank top.
Marie snapped her fingers at Kat. "Hey, Kat, did I break you there?" Kat started, and blushed as she realized she had been caught staring.
"Um, hun, would it be horrible of me to say that I... want you to think you were coming onto me?" Kat said, barely able to hear what she was saying between the throbbing of her heart and pussy. Kat had no idea how Marie was going to react, but just saying it to Marie felt like the most right thing she had done with her life in god knows how many years. Marie simply raised an eyebrow, never turning her attention from the TV. How much it made Kat ache with lust to be so out of control, Marie would never know.
Marie put her coffee cup down, exaggerating her slow and precise movements, and calmly reached over to Kat and took the other cup of coffee from her and set it down on the table, the electric contact of Marie's fingers on Kat's causing Kat to jump a little. Marie looked Kat in the eyes, and smiled sweetly as she pushed a lock of Kat's hair behind Kat's right ear, Marie's fingers gently gliding along the outer edge of Kat's earlobe. Kat shuddered as pleasure surged through her body, the dampness in her panties threatening to stain her jeans.
"Not fair. I told you about that spot in confidence." Kat said, her breath coming quick and shallow. Marie giggled. "So I take it you're okay with me wanting this?" Kat asked. Marie smiled, and pulled Kat to her and kissed her deeply. The kiss felt like fire to Kat, and Marie tasted like sugar, and earth, and flowers. Marie parted her lips and softly licked around the edges of Kat's lips, trying to press Kat's mouth open. Kat whimpered, and allowed Marie to enter her mouth. Marie's tongue shot forward and licked behind Kat's teeth, eliciting a surprised shriek from Kat. Marie pulled away, laughing softly.
"Oh my god, that felt so weird!" Kat said, giving Marie a little shove. "Why would you do that?" Kat asked.
"Oh come on, you were enjoying that way too much. I didn't want you to finish so soon." Marie said, looking at the now visible wet spot on the crotch of Kat's jeans. Kat shoved Marie again, and crossed her legs.
"You bitch! This is all new to me and you're going to mock me?" Kat said, outraged at her friend's mockery. Marie looked surprised, and quickly reached out to her Kat. Kat swatted Marie's hand away.
"Kat! I'm sorry, I like teasing people that I love. I just wanted to make you--" Kat snapped her hand in front of Marie's mouth, fury lining her features.
"Say that again." Kat demanded, removing her hand from Marie's mouth.
"Say what? I like teasing you?" Marie said, confused.
