It had been several months since their little mutual blackmail scheme with Richard had taken place. True to his word, Richard had kept his mouth shut. It helped that he was still being fucked on a regular basis by Marcus, the hunky Australian personal trainer. Diana was happy that everything had worked out. She and Melanie were still going strong, although lately Mel had been working such crazy hours they hadn't seen nearly enough of each other. In fact, it had been almost two weeks since they had made love and Diana was getting extremely frustrated.
She found herself home alone one night, again, Melanie having called to say she was going to be late again. Diana couldn't blame Mel. The DeRossi campaign was about to launch and as project leader, Melanie had to burn the midnight oil. She knew that once the launch happened, Mel would be all hers again. In fact, she was planning a surprise vacation for the both of them once the heat was off. Two weeks at a resort in Cozumel. Nothing but sun, sand and sex sex sex! Diana could hardly wait. She wandered around her quiet apartment, restless and horny, thinking of what she would be doing to Melanie on the beach very soon.
Diana took a glass of wine into the bedroom and snuggled back into the luxurious pillows, intending to read awhile before going to bed. But her mind kept going back to her fantasies about their vacation. Putting the book aside, she lay back against the pillows and closed her eyes. She began to picture Melanie's lush but firm body, her full breasts tipped with deep pink nipples. Diana loved her nipples, loved taking the soft flesh in her mouth and sucking hard until they became rigid, until Melanie moaned out loud. As she pictured doing this, Diana became warm and she felt her pussy grow wet. She loosened the tie of her robe and parted it. She cupped her own breasts in her hands and began teasing her nipples into hard points. She began to picture how Melanie looked, naked and lying on the bed with her legs spread open. Sometimes all Diana would do is slip a finger into the warm wet slit of Melanie's pussy and caress her aching clitoris, watching Melanie's face every second until she screamed in pleasure. Thinking of this, Diana slipped her own finger between the lips of her pussy and began to masturbate, sliding her finger firmly along the side of her clit. She moaned softly and spread her legs wider. She slid her fingers into her juices, using them to lubricate. Her wet fingers slid over her throbbing clit like silk. As her orgasm began to build, Diana began to rub harder and faster. She was moaning loudly now, becoming lost in the tidal rise of her orgasm. He legs began to quiver and she gasped out loud as she started coming, delicious warm waves of sensation washing over her. It was a shocking tingle, radiating from her cunt and racing outward to the very tips of her fingers and toes. Her orgasm peaked and began to subside. She fell back against the pillows and stretched luxuriously, like a cat. She felt loose and relaxed.
"If I had known this was how you spent your time waiting for me, I'd have come home a lot earlier!" Melanie was leaning against the bedroom door, her jacket over one shoulder and a broad smile on her face.
"Hiya, gorgeous." Diana purred languidly. "I'm so happy you're home!"
Melanie threw her jacket on the chair, stripped off her blouse and skirt and climbed into the bed beside Diana. She was still wearing her bra, panties, thigh high stockings and heels. She wrapped her arms around Diana and kissed her, softly at first, then with more intensity. Her lips parted and she felt Diana's tongue slip through, caressing her own. Drawing away, Melanie looked into the flushed face of her lover and smiled. She then laid her head on Diana's chest and they both closed their eyes.
"I'm sorry I'm so late. I know we were going to try and have dinner together. But as soon as the launch..." she trailed off.
"I know, baby...as soon as the launch. It's okay, I know how it is. Let's just lay here a little while." Diana sighed contentedly as she felt their breathing synchronize. For several minutes neither of them spoke or moved, just lay and breathed together, listening to each other's heartbeats. After a while, Melanie groaned and raised up, reluctantly.
