Rider
4. Completion (Epilogue)
Nyss
Disembarking from Hannah's work truck in four inch heels was not the easiest thing Nyss had ever done. Fortunately, her girlfriend had hurried around the truck to open her door and was able to help her down. She should probably have worn flats to the party and changed on arrival.
With Hannah's support, she succeeded in descending without twisting her ankle or breaking the heel, and, fortunately, the parking location was paved, so she didn't have to cross gravel. With her hand tucked into Hannah's arm, she navigated the parking lot to the venue.
Nyss had flown in on the previous evening. If she'd had to delay the trip until today, she knew Hannah and she would have had trouble keeping their hands off each other. Fortunately the group she usually met with on Friday afternoons were all willing to leave early for Spring Break.
It had been six months since she'd left for home, and they hadn't been together in person since that time. As it was, their reunion had left them satisfied but exhausted, and had required extra sleep today to function as adults. They would have been tempted to spend longer getting reacquainted, but Nyss would be staying for the whole week of Spring Break, so some pleasures could be postponed.
She left her lightweight jacket on a hook in the entrance hall, draping Hannah's scarf over it. Her girlfriend looked stunning in a charcoal suit, dark aubergine shirt and a burgundy tie the precise color of Nyss's dress. They'd traded photos online to be certain of the match.
The dress had loose off-the-shoulder straps, a low sweetheart neckline, and a thigh-length asymmetrical hem. Judging by the color in Hannah's cheeks, the look hit the right notes with the person who mattered most, as Hannah's suit had with her. She was looking forward to unfastening Hannah's tie, unbuttoning her shirt and... and if she allowed her thinking to continue in that vein she'd lose all of the benefit of flying in early to ease the effects of lust.
Hannah was looking at her curiously. Maybe she'd picked up on her thoughts from her expression, because there was desire in her eyes behind her mask of amusement.
"Let's find our hosts," Hannah said, and the sultry depth of her voice suggested that Nyss hadn't misinterpreted her look.
~~~~~
The six months she'd spent away from Hannah had naturally been difficult. Nyss had a constant low-level fear that Hannah would lose interest in her without their presence in each other's lives. She knew it was irrational, but that didn't make it less real.
Hannah had confessed to similar feelings, and her worries were
more
rational, given that Nyss had had other girlfriends and wasn't a complete stranger to casual sex. Of course, those had been before she'd fallen for Hannah. Nyss had never been in love with those earlier girlfriends, and casual sex would have been off the table even if their relationship had been less serious. Hannah knew that, and trusted her, but being at a distance made for anxiety. Nyss understood that.
They'd video chatted as soon as Nyss had arrived home. Stripping for each other had been part of the chats from the start. Touching had followed soon, with Nyss telling Hannah what she fantasized doing to her when she returned, until Hannah had no choice but to finger herself before the camera until reaching a very satisfying climax, which both turned Nyss on and made her miss her girlfriend desperately.
It was Nyss who'd suggested they each buy a vibrator to use for their chats. They began by taking turns, where one girl would whisper her fantasies to the other, who used the vibe on herself, but the whisperer usually became so aroused that vibrators were useful for both parties.
Nyss decided to gift herself a Christmas present, with an extra perk for Hannah. Though, to be fair, the perk was for Nyss, too, if Hannah was willing. It was a wearable vibe for Nyss, with a remote control app for Hannah's use.
As she'd suspected, Hannah was skeptical at first, but when Nyss revealed how much she wanted to put herself completely into Hannah's hands, her girlfriend's eyes caught fire.
It took Hannah's savvy to figure out how to pair and connect the app with the local controller, but by the time she was done, she was clearly eager to try.
After a few fun but unremarkable sessions, Hannah insisted that Nyss stop trying to help. On that occasion, Hannah had held her girlfriend back until allowing her a far more intense release. Now growing in confidence, Hannah began to fantasize aloud about what she would do with Nyss's body when they could finally be together again, while keeping the control on a low burn until she could give Nyss a spectacular climax.
Nyss's reactions - along with her own fantasies, no doubt, turned Hannah on to the point that Nyss usually heard her start her own vibe, coming hard while Nyss was still basking in the afterglow.
Then the party invitation had arrived. After buying her airline ticket, thrilled at the opportunity to spend a few days in person with Hannah, Nyss decided she could treat them both to another purchase.
~~~~~
Their quarry awaited in the main room. Heather looked beautiful, her auburn hair up in a crown. The girl beside her was striking in a different way, with shoulder-length blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. She was taller than Nyss, even though her heels were shorter. This was the first time Nyss had met Margot, who had been Heather's fiancée for four months. Their engagement party had been delayed until now to coincide with the start of Spring Break.
When Heather saw Hannah, she dragged her into a tight hug, held for long enough to show genuine affection. Margot smiled indulgently at her fiancée, then took Nyss's hands in hers. "Thank you for coming. Heather's thrilled that you're here with Hannah."
When Heather had finally relinquished her death grip on Hannah, she excused herself from her fiancée, taking both Hannah's and Nyss's hands, drawing them to the side of the room before turning to face them, her cheeks pink. "I hope we see you both at the wedding," she said, "but... uh, would it be okay if we split you up?" When Nyss frowned, she said, "I'd really like to ask Hannah to be a bridesmaid. You'd be together for the reception, of course."
"I'd love to be your bridesmaid," Hannah said.
She glanced at Nyss, who smiled. "You don't need my approval, honey, but you have it anyway."
"You're welcome to choose a tux if you don't want to wear a bridesmaid's dress," Heather said. Her eyes flicked over Hannah's suit. "I know you're not big on dresses."
