“Rachel, just give me those pictures BACK.” Katey demanded, “I thought you said you’d deleted those ones anyway.”
“So I lied.” Rachel responded. Truth was Rachel thought Katey was hot, especially since she’d seen her all but naked last week when she’d taken the pictures, it was just a laugh at the time but now it was serious. Rachel wanted her but she knew Katey was repulsed at the thought of lesbianism; however this new leverage might get her just what she wanted.
“You have to earn these pictures babe.”
“Fine. What do you want, cash?”
“No. I want to fuck you.”
“Rach, don’t be gross.” Katey was disgusted, “£50, £100, how much?”
“I’m not joking Kate, I’ve been masturbating over these pictures for a week now, I want the real thing, tonight, or these go online at uni.” She was deadpan. Katey searched her face and knew she was serious; Rach could be a cold bitch when it came to getting her own way. She looked at Rachel again, yes she could see she was attractive with her big blue eyes and her caramel hair pulled back into a knot. Katey even admitted Rachel looked just out of bed sexy but she shivered with revulsion at the thought of having sex with a woman, and the fact that everyone she knew might see those pictures.
Katey sat on the bed racking her brains for a way out.
Rachel knew she’d won. Just looking at Katey's pretty face pouting with concentration and her tanned thighs under her sundress was getting her going. She came and sat next to Katey, “You’ve lost honey, besides I know you don’t have £100 to spare.” She pushed her friend’s tousled brunette hair away from her face and kissed her on the mouth. Katey recoiled slightly but didn’t run, she knew she’d have to go through with it, but she wasn’t going to make it easy.
Rachel kissed her again leaving her saliva on her friend’s lips, still no response. “Fine Katey, we’ll just move on.” She slipped her hand into the dress over Katey’s breast, feeling it's weight, brushing her thumb over her nipple which began to harden involuntarily. Rachel was already in heaven and had to admit that the power she had over her friend was turning her on.
“Oh Katey, sweetie, you don’t know how much I’ve wanted to do this, you’re so fit.” She whispered into Katey’s hair as she began gentle squeezing her breast.