Sandra hated this. She really hated it. It wasn't that she disliked sharing her bed with her best friend...no...it was that she liked it too much. The black haired woman tried relaxing her body, reminding herself that Kimberly was straight, and had just come out of a bad relationship...which was why she was staying at Sandra's for the time being...sleeping in her bed with her.
Ever since they'd been teenagers Sandra had felt this attraction for her best friend, yet knowing that Kimberly was as straight as a stick she'd kept her hands to herself and her girlfriends a secret. Many of them had been angry at her and jealous of Kimberly...Kimberly...she had unknowingly been the reason why Sandra's relationships never seemed to last long.
And now here they were, lying in the same bed, both in skimpy little night dresses. Kimberly sleeping...and Sandra, you might ask? Well, Sandra was fighting a battle with herself to not molest the younger woman in her sleep.
Kimberly's low groaning caught Sandra's attention and she wondered what was happening in the other woman's dreams. She leaned in closer, trying to hear what Kimberly was whispering in her sleep, but it was too low for her to hearβand anywayβbeing that close to Kimberly's face had caused her to forget why she'd leaned in to begin with.
Suddenly Kimberly's foggy eyes blinked open and she blinked some more, trying to clear her vision. "Sandra?"
Being this close to Kimberly caused Sandra to lose control. Before Kimberly could even speak, Sandra was straddling her and had descended her mouth down to devour the woman's soft lips.