My phone buzzed, waking me from a blissful sleep. I blinked my eyes and focussed on the screen. I quickly answered.
"Hi Meg! How are you?"
Megan's soft, East Coast American accent floated into my ear. "Hi Anna. Are you going to be in this morning? Do you have company? Any chance I can pop round?"
I smiled and got a little thrill. There was usually only one reason Megan wanted to
'pop round'
. With a slight chuckle I said, "There's nobody here right now. Why? Did someone wake up a little frisky this morning?"
I heard a slight laugh. "You're a mind reader. I could take care of it myself of course but it's always much more fulfilling with you."
I checked the clock. It was after nine in the morning. I'd overslept. "Sure. What time? I just woke up so I haven't even had a shower yet."
"Temptress. I assume you slept naked as always? Stay that way and I'll shower with you when I get there."
I loved the idea. "I'll be waiting, babe. Just come in, I'll make sure the front door is unlocked."
"God. I'm so tingling down there right now. I'll be there in ten minutes. Really can't wait! See you soon!"
The call disconnected and I put the phone down, walking naked out of my bedroom, down the hall into the kitchen and unlocked the front door before returning to the kitchen and starting to prepare coffee.
Megan is one of my
Friends With Benefits
that I had told Jacquie about before she'd become another of them. I don't have many but they are all delightfully different. She is originally from Connecticut and she moved to the UK when her divorce had come through. She had told me she wanted to be as far away from small town gossip as possible because her ex-husband and their friends had no idea she was not only bi, but actually now leaning more towards my side of the fence. We are almost the same age, both in our mid forties.
Once the coffee was brewing, I sat on one of the stools at the kitchen island and started checking my email. A few minutes later I heard a car pull up outside and the next thing I knew, Megan was practically running through the door and up to me. She was wearing a dark blue and white polka dot mini dress with shoulder straps. Her wavy, auburn hair comes to just past her shoulders and frames her beautiful face, with her hazel eyes taking me in as she dropped her clutch bag on the counter and came up to me, kissing me deeply. I could feel the heat, passion and need in her.
She eventually pulled back and I said, "And good morning to you, babe."
She giggled. "Sorry, honey. I just had to get that out of the way. Come on, let's get that shower."
Without saying another word she turned her back and said, "Undo me, please?"
I took the zip and slid it down, revealing that she had no bra. This isn't unusual for either of us. We're both a thirty four B and rarely have to unless we're going running or getting dolled up for an event.
She turned around and, as I slid it off her shoulders and down I said, "You don't want to wait for coffee?"
I slid it over her waist to reveal that she wasn't wearing panties either. Her waxed mound was on full display. She smiled and said, "Sure. We can do coffee, but I want to do it naked with you. Then we can go mess around in the shower. Then on the deck. In your bedroom. Damn, you can take me here on the kitchen island before we get that far."
I giggled. She stepped out of her dress and then we shared a long, passionate kiss, naked bodies pressed together. My own heat was palpable.
I broke the kiss and said, "Sit down, babe. Let me sort the coffee out. I've got a few things to catch you up on."
She poked her tongue out playfully and said, "Meanie. You're just determined to make me beg, aren't you?"
I turned and started pouring the coffees and felt her hand gently stroking my bottom. I shuddered with pleasure and turned, placing her coffee in front of her, mine next to it. I sat on the stool next to her and we faced each other. Both of us had our legs slightly parted and I could see the distinct signs of her arousal. Her clit was poking out and her lips were puffy and glistening. I could feel that I was in a similar state.
We picked up our coffees and chinked them. "So, you really were keen. No panties, babe?"
"Waste of time if the first thing you were going to do was take them off and, well, it gives me an extra thrill. So what's been happening?"
I smiled and sipped. "Um. Well, my friends with benefits list grew by one last week."
Her eyes widened. "Oh? Anyone I know?"
I shook my head. "Don't think so. Her name's Jacquie."
She got a silly grin on her face. "And what's she like? A younger model? Do I have to go down the priority list?"
I smiled. "Actually, quite the opposite. She's about twenty years older than us."
Her eyebrows raised and she got a wicked grin on her face. "Oh. Interesting. Can I meet her? Maybe I can have another FWB."
I laughed. With my free hand I reached over and gently stroked up her soft, inner thigh. "I am her first ever woman lover, babe. We don't want to scare her."
She put on mock hurt but, to give the lie to it, she returned the stroke. "I'm scary? But... but I thought you liked me."
I stroked up towards her mound and let my finger drift up between her wet lips. "You are gorgeous and not scary. Promise."
She sighed softly, "Oh god, Anna. Let's finish our coffee. I need that shower. Now."
I pulled my hand back and we both drained our coffees. We simultaneously stood up and Megan kicked her shoes off. We walked together, hand in hand, to the bathroom and we both entered my large, glass shower cubicle. I switched it on and the water quickly got up to temperature.
We embraced under the powerful jets of water, our kiss was warm and passionate. I basked in the feeling of our bodies together, the water cascading over us. I reached out to the tray and retrieved the liquid soap. Pulling back I said, "Right, babe. Get ready. I am going to wash every beautiful inch of you."
She shuddered. "And then I'm going to do the same for you. I love our showers."
I squeezed some soap out into my hand and lathered it. She stood slightly out of the spray as I started applying it to her shoulders, her back and over her breasts, where I lingered a little, ensuring she was soaped in the crease below and took one of her very stiff nipples in my mouth, sucking and nibbling on it. I felt her hands in my hair, pulling me against her. As I continued to kiss her there I let my hands continue soaping over her tummy, down to her pussy. I pulled back and knelt down in front of her.
I made sure she was clean everywhere, she turned to allow me to clean her beautiful bottom and turned back as I lathered her legs and finally her feet. I stood back up and took the showerhead down, spraying it over her body, wiping gently every inch of her as I'd promised. When I got down between her legs I put the shower in
pulse
mode and she pushed her right leg out to the side as the beating spray hit her clit.