Standard disclosure: all fictional characters, all over 18. This is a personally produced work. Any questions, contact the author. Enjoy.
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Saturday nights at work are never my favorite. They're long, hot, and I'm always just about exhausted by the time they're over. Just walking in my door is the high point of my day. You can count on there being a trail of my clothing heading to the bathroom. The shower is the only thing that really gets some semblance of life back into my body after a day like that.
I must have been in there for half an hour, letting the water relax my muscles, I didn't leave until I was forced out by the lack of hot water. As though shutting off the water was a cue, the doorbell rang. "Shit," I thought to myself, "who the fuck is that?" I stepped out of the shower, and realized that none of my clothes had actually made it into the bathroom. I started wrapping a long white towel around me when I heard the door unlock and open!
"Kat? Kaaaaattt? I know you're here, I see your truck outside. Are you okay?" That was Jade's voice, as a good friend of mine, she watched my place when I was away, and had a key, and so I was down to only slightly surprised when I heard her voice. I still didn't know why she was here, but she wasn't exactly uninvited either.
Even in my exhausted state, I could guess why she was here. The craziest night of my life had just happened the night before. I thought about it every chance I got during work, at first, but the restaurant was just so busy, it ended up pushed to the back of my mind. I was even semi-comatose for the majority of my shower so I didn't think about it for a second in there. Just goes to show how hard I work sometimes I guess.
Well, it was a safe bet that she wanted to talk about last night. It was certainly more than fun, but she had a boyfriend, so I'm sure she just wanted to apologize for their behaviour. Jade and Ben started everything, I was just dragged along helplessly in my wine-filled state. Actually, I think she even said something of the sort just before they left...
Oh...
Shit.
The last thing she actually did say was that she owed me. I didn't remember a word of that until this very moment. Specifically, she owed me a good pussy-eating. Oh fuck. How drunk was she? If she remembers, and is here to pay that debt, then I am sending the wrong signal by being wrapped in just a towel.
"Ok, Kat, calm down, just go see what she wants, it's probably nothing, she's just a good friend is all." It was not as reassuring of a thought as I hoped, but there was nothing to do but find out. I opened the bathroom door and stepped out to meet her.
There she was, walking down the hall towards me. Fuck, why did she always have to look like a goddess? Tall, long dark hair, with that tight body and long legs, damn it. She was just wearing jeans and a t-shirt, but she still couldn't have looked sexier.
"Hey Jade, what's going o-" Her lips were on mine before I got another word out. She pushed me back to the wall as her tongue slipped inside. I was too stunned to have stopped her if I tried. As I tried to focus my thoughts long enough to pull away, Jade let the kiss end.
"Hi there sexy, I think I owe you something..." she purred at me.
"Jade, last night was just...drunken fun. I wasn't...I didn't..." I stammered out.
"Oh no, don't give me that. You loved every minute of it, I know you did. I saw you, hell, the whole block probably heard you enjoying yourself." she replied.
"Well...ok...yes, I did. It was great. But it was just that one time, I don't even like guys! You know that!"
"That's why I didn't bring him. It's just you and me tonight, and I plan on eating that little pussy just like I promised..." she was relentless. No wonder I couldn't resist her when I was drunk.
"But what about Ben then? You're still with him!"
"I'm not telling Ben, and you're not telling him either, are you?" As she said this, I could feel her hand starting to climb up the inside of my thigh. I was tingling already. But I didn't know...
"No, that's not right," I started. "we shouldn't be..." but her lips stopped mine again. She knew exactly how to shut me up. Her other hand was now on my hip, lifting the towel, caressing my side. Fuck, I was wet already. She was just irresistible.
"We're not going to say a word to him," she whispered into my ear, "I'm going to do anything I like with your sexy little body tonight, and you're not going to complain even one more time about it."
Oh God, one hand was on my ass now, while the other had risen to just below my tits. She started biting my neck. My knees were getting weak, I just couldn't put any words together. I wanted to fuck her more than I can say, but like this? I still didn't know.
Her one hand finally (Finally? Damn it, Kat.) made it up to cup one of my firm, slightly wet tits, loosening the knot that kept my towel together at the same time. While it fell, her other hand dropped to my pussy, where I know she could feel my wetness betraying my words.
I knew. I knew that it was.
I looked into her eyes, those deep brown eyes. And I nodded, just a small one, but the sparks that flashed in hers signified that she knew she had broken my resolve. She knew then that she had me.