The young woman sat at the mahogany writing desk, trying not to lose focus while her memory started to play a movie of the night before. She began to feel something... stirring inside her belly. A delicious, electric, tingling feeling. Her body responding to the remembered touches, but with less force than the raging inferno she had felt. A sigh escaped her full lips. How surreal it all seemed now, like an incredibly lucid fantasy, in the light of day. As if the awakening she had experienced the night before belonged only in the shadows of night. Her short, dark purple hair was out of control again. The amount of times Jessica had run her hands threw it uncountable since she'd sat down over an hour ago. She moaned as she rose from her swivel seat, surrendering to the inability to do her work.
Jessica walked into her ensuite turning on the shower. She looked into her olive green eyes in the bathroom mirror, examining her slightly chiselled chin and jaw. She imagined her lover of the previous night behind her. What would she have done to her tonight, the vibrantly red haired woman. With her light green eyes, that held veins of gold, coursing brightly. As bright as her smile, like sunshine in a field of daisies.
(Oh God, not random poetics...)
Steam filled the room, the shower was hot and ready and so was Jessica, she could feel her pussy moistening at the thought of seeing her again. Of feeling that supple, hourglass body naked against her. Their breasts pressed together as their tongues roamed each other. (This is crazy, get a grip Jessica)
Her muscle back singlet came over strong, muscled shoulders, revealing a toned, but not really muscled, stomach and pert breasts.
(I could call her, text her maybe...)
She pulled her skinny jeans off over strong, toned legs. She picked up her phone...
(No its too soon)
She put it back down and jumped into her shower. Adjusting the taps for maximum heat, she just needed a good shower. The hot water felt good as it washed the day down the drain. Not that there had been anything wrong with the day. She'd just spent it in a haze.