Michelle recently was hired as a lab chemist and Amelia had to fight against falling into the pits as she was working as a waitress in a steakhouse opposed to being the teacher she was born to be. She could have moved to take a teaching position halfway across the country but the thought of leaving Michelle was something she could not bear for a second.
The women spent much of their time in each other's arms and it was
usually
as though nothing could come between them. Not a worry or another man...or woman. Could their love keep it that way?
Michelle's heart was thumping like she was staring into the eyes of her first love about to be kissed at her doorstep. She couldn't wait for Amelia to get home from work as it was the girls' movie night. A chick flick DVD was in the Blu-ray player, the smell of butter popcorn was floating through the air, and a pair of icy Smirnoff green apple bottles sat on the coffee table. Their favorite plush purple blanket was on the sofa. All was ready for a fun night.
Michelle cut her cinnamon colored locks to a tad shorter than shoulder length and made it curly but a little messy for fun's sake. She was in a white tank top with her tits unrestrained and wore magenta pajama pants.
She heard Amelia's car rumble into the driveway and Michelle gasped.
When the car's door closed, she rushed to the door and tried to calm herself but her heart vibrated faster. Her pussy was moistening from a hint of a thought of Amelia.
There was the jingle of keys followed by the creaking of the door swinging open towards her.
And there was Amelia!
It didn't matter that she was wearing her tan Roadhouse Steaks shirt, a plain black skirt that hung to her knees, and wore the aroma of sirloins and New York strips. Michelle thought she still could have walked a runway and turned heads.
"Heeyyyy, sweetheart," Michelle said with a tilted head and a long wink.
Amelia rushed Michelle and ensnared her in a loving embrace. "Hey yourself, my sexy girlfriend! I love your hair!"
"Thank you!"
Their lips attached and they could feel sizzles from their kiss. Michelle cradled Amelia's neck and kissed her like she was starved for it.
They soon slowed their lip smooches as they took their time to savor each one.
Michelle opened her mouth and Amelia did the same. They wrestled their tongues and reveled in their heat and wetness.
The women purred into the other's throat and squeezed their bodies closer together as though they were one.
Michelle drew back and held her chest. There was an uncontrollable quaking inside and her skin was heated.
She said, "Whoa, oh, my. That was...was...um...what was I going to say?"
Amelia giggled. "Hehe, I'm not that good am I? That I make you forget your thoughts and your words?"
"How do you do that?"
"Come on, you're making me blush!" Amelia said with her cheeks glowing cherry.
"Good. I like it when you do that. By the way, I remembered what I was going to say."
"And what's that?"
"I love you!"
"Aww!"
They ravished each other in another tongue lashing. Both of their hands slid over their backs and grabbed as much ass as they could grope. Michelle's knees were shaking and crumbling.
Amelia detached from the kiss and whispered into Michelle's ear. "I love you, too. I hope we never have to figure out how to live without each other."
The mere thought of that was like a razor that sliced Michelle's emotions. "No, don't talk about that, please!"
"Okay. I was thinking about a great way for me to freshen up after a hard day at work."
That had Michelle bouncing. "Oh, what might that be?"
"Follow me!" Amelia snatched her hand and Michelle scampered with her.
They wound up in the bathroom standing on pink floor mats that were like fur.
"Oh, you do need a shower!" Michelle said with a grin and pinching her nose.
Amelia shoved her shoulder. "You're so mean! Ugh, explain to me why I'm in a relationship with you?"
Michelle said, "It's because you think I'm sexy and the most wonderful girl in the world!"
"Maybe but you're still mean."
Michelle smiled. "Okay, I'm sorry!"
"So, you're adding lying to your list of offenses?"
"Geez," Michelle said while throwing her arms up. "I can't win!"
Amelia spoke softly into her ear. "If you're lucky and be a good girl, you might win something soon. Now, let's get you out of these clothes."
Something about the sexiness in which she spoke quivered Michelle's bones.
"Mmm, okay!" Michelle said with her arms reaching for the sky.
Amelia lifted her tank top over Michelle's tits but she stopped there. With it bunched around her neck, she leaned towards her left tit and Michelle shuddered when her breath breezed over it.
She held her breast and consumed as much as would fit between her lips. She suckled on her flesh in different spots before tracing her tongue over every inch. She grew closer to her nipple where she whirled her licker around it before she sucked and tugged on it.
She held Michelle's ass while she sucked more and switched to some soft nibbles.
Michelle was overrun with sexual hunger. Amelia's hand slipped between her legs and Michelle drew in a quick breath.
Amelia ceased providing attention to her tit to finish relieving her of the tank top.
Michelle cupped Amelia's face and rewarded her with another kiss.
Amelia's hands traveled down her back and grabbed the waistband of her pajama bottom.
She lowered them to her ankles and the air conditioning chilled her flesh.
Amelia's eyes shifted to her girlfriend's pussy. "No bra or panties? What were you thinking?"
Michelle shrugged. "Oh, nothing. Just wanted to be comfortable."
Amelia planted her hands on her hips. "Really? I think you thought you were going to get some tonight."
"Why would I think that?"
"Because we've had sex every night this week."
"Oh, yeah. Lucky guess."
"Um, hum. Do you ever not want it?"
"Gee, I hope not!"
Amelia chuckled. "Wasn't it you that said you didn't want our relationship to be
all
about that?"
