It is hard to believe that it has been three years since I last contributed a story. Many had asked for a second chapter to the tale of Melanie and Kaylee, and this is the result. This is probably the longest chapter that I have ever written, and I hope that you'll find it both enjoyable and titillating to read. As always, comments are most appreciated as I consider them the reward for putting words to the screen for you. If you feel that this story should continue, please let me know that as well. I am receptive to story suggestions! I also promise to try to not wait three years to make another contribution!
The faint din of crackling thunder was rumbling across the sky in the distance. The sun no longer peeked in through the window, another obvious sign that the light thuds of raindrops would soon penetrate the otherwise relative quiet. As the bright red LED letters of the nearby alarm clock clicked away another minute, the peace of the early morning was disturbed by the sudden blast of tones emanating from a cell phone on the adjacent night stand.
The sound jolted the young brunette from her sleep. In an instant, Kaylee was fumbling around for her glasses as her fingers finally found the edges of the annoyingly loud device. Quickly wanting to subdue the noise, she answered the phone. Her glasses finally located, she slid them on her face and looked down to see that the super of her apartment building was finally returning her call.
"You know that lost keys are going to cost you extra on this month's rent," Carl said with a hint of disdain in his voice. The middle-aged man had always been cantankerous, and he took great joy in berating those in the building who dare annoy him as he watched his beloved Red Wings play or any of the other sports matches on which he regularly bet.
"Yes, I know that Carl, but..." Kaylee replied before being abruptly interrupted.
"Why don't you find them then instead of bothering me? Aren't you young people able to do anything right? It's bad enough that I had to listen to the blaring music from your neighbor's apartment last night."
"He must have been referring to John's party," she thought. A small smile made a crease in her lips thinking of the annoyance that it caused Carl.
"I haven't been able to find them unfortunately." Kaylee maintained a cool demeanor. Her typically quiet persona helped her to seemingly bury most things that would have heated the temper of other individuals. She believed that being agreeable was the most reliable path to happiness. "I'll bring you one of those cupcakes you like from the bakery around the corner," she told Carl. Sometimes a little bribe helped along the way too.
"Make it two. I have to replace a light in another incompetent tenant's apartment, so meet me outside of your door in two hours. And make sure you get the cupcakes with the vanilla icing. Do you think you can do that correctly kid?" Carl sneered at her.
"No problem," Kaylee quickly responded. "I'll be there soon." She hung up the phone before Carl could make another rude comment. The conversation didn't phase her much. Before heading off to college, she worked in her stepfather's car dealership answering phones, and she had been accustomed to the complaints of people. It was good training for the outside world, but she preferred the quiet, solitary work in the museum.
With the museum on her mind, she suddenly turned her head and looked next to her. Realizing now that she was not in her room, she awoke from her groggy state and peered at the blonde huddling under the covers next to her. It had been a strange night. Going to a work party was exciting for her compared to her usually dull Saturday nights, but she had no idea that she would end up in an intense lovemaking session with her supervisor. The thought of Melanie and the passion that they embraced just a few short hours earlier intruded on her mind, and she looked over again. Apparently, neither her voice nor the blaring sound of her phone could rattle awake the beautiful woman next to her.
As Kaylee sat up in bed, she looked back at the clock and saw the time: 8:08. She quickly realized that she had precious little time to get dressed, get to the bakery, and meet up with Carl to get back into her apartment. Melanie appeared to be in a deep sleep, and it was obvious that she would not awake anytime soon. Kaylee decided not to disturb her but instead pulled back the sheets, gathered her t-shirt and underwear, and slowly meandered her way through the bedroom door. She looked to her left, and unlike the night before, she was able to spot the bathroom at the end of the hallway.
Once inside, the brunette pushed the door shut. She decided that she had enough time to take a quick shower and reached to turn on the faucet still hoping that the noise would not disturb Melanie. She glanced around the room for some soap and found a bottle of strawberry body wash, the scent reminding her of the woman that she was in bed with only moments ago. After relieving herself, she jumped into the shower and slid the curtain over. "Ow!" she yelled as the steamy, hot water hit her skin. "The water in this place gets hotter than in my apartment," she thought to herself. Adjusting the water temperature by turning the faucet just a bit, she settled into a state of relaxation. She squirted just a small amount of the body wash onto the palms of her hands and ran her fingers slowly along her arms and down her sides.
As she lathered the soap on her skin, Kaylee couldn't help but let the thoughts of the previous night cross her mind. She had no expectations of the party with her co-workers. The gift of a book for Melanie was simply a way to show her how much her assistance over the past few months was appreciated. She continued to feel somewhat guilty about what they had shared together, primarily because Melanie was her supervisor. Yet she could not avoid the thought of how thrilling it was and the pleasure that it brought her. She never had experienced anything like it. As her hands continued to glide the soap across her body, she unconsciously let her fingertips run across her breasts, her nipples seemingly protruding once again at the thoughts of her exhilarating encounter. She rested a hand on each breast, her index finger and thumb circling around each nipple as she gently caressed them and pulled on them. She sighed softly, the sensitivity sending a quick jolt throughout her body.
She gathered her senses realizing that her time was limited and squeezed more body wash on her hands. Sliding her fingers down her legs, she moved them back up slowly, the soap slathering the inside of her thighs. The feeling of Melanie's soft warm lips on the inside of her legs penetrated her thoughts once again and she looked down to see that her nipples had pulled tighter. She thought again of how erect Melanie's nipples sat atop her voluptuous breasts, and she desperately tried to push the image away. Her rational mind was again reminding her that she needed to finish up and get to the bakery and back to her place.
It was no use. Her mind suddenly flashed to a moment in which she was looking into Melanie's green eyes, the blonde laying on top of her and their soft skin touching. As her fingers slid between her legs, she pictured her erect nipples grazing against Melanie's as though they were contesting to see whose were harder. In an instant, she envisioned Melanie leaning down to embrace her in a passionate kiss as their breasts pressed against each other.
"Ohhh." Kaylee unconsciously let out a soft moan as her fingers gently caressed her swollen labia. Individual memories from the previous night cascaded into an avalanche as though a film was playing through her mind. She could again visualize Melanie's beautiful naked form on her, their tongues intertwining as their lips locked. "Oh god," Kaylee murmured as she let her fingers gently caress over her dampening lips. She knew that she didn't have time to masturbate but was past at the point at which she could avoid getting herself to climax. As the warm water of the shower continued to hit her skin, she gently used her fingers to spread her lips apart, her index finger coated in her natural lubrication. "Mmm," she moaned as she used her finger to circle around her swelling clit.
Kaylee felt her breathing become just a bit more deeper as she touched herself. She was beginning to lose the control that she always tried to maintain, but the pleasure was simply overwhelming. "Mmph." The moans continued to emanate from her lips, and she thought of the vibrator that Melanie had let her use last night. "I wish I had that right about now," the brunette thought to herself. She loved feeling the humming sensation on her clit and thought that she would have to pick one up for herself some time. Her fingers would have to do for now.
