Jess kisses Kimbra on the lips, lip balm to lipstick, backing her up against the bed. Her itchy fingers gently undo her zipper and inch off her pants.
"What do you want tonight?" Jess whispers. Kimbra continues kissing her, obviously trying to make a decision. She is so indecisive.
"You know what? I have an idea," Kimbra proposes.
Jess raises her eyebrows. She knew that often, Kat had either great or bizarre ideas, often both. But she likes variety in her sex life even more than Kimbra; it was just hard for her to read what her younger, 18-year-old lover wants.
"What if we showed what we wanted in the color of our underwear?" Kimbra says matter-of-factly.
Jess laughs. "Like the handkerchief code cowboys use?" she jokes. But it was sounding practical. And much easier than trying to decode complicated, enticing Kimbra.
"Well...?" Kimbra inquires.
"Okay." Jess answers with a sly smile. She takes a step back and pulls her skirt down in one swift movement, to reveal her naked pussy.
"It looks like I have no preference!" She exclaims.
Kimbra jumps backwards onto the bed, laughing. Jess growls and jumps on top of her, firmly pulling her girlfriend's pants off to reveal white, lacy underwear. An idea then pops into her head. She leaves the bed to grab a permanent marker from a desk drawer across the room, then returns.
"Let's decide what which colors mean, then." Jess suggests. And she flips Kimbra over so she is laying on her stomach, and the back of her white underwear exposed upon her firm butt. Kimbra tries to turn back around, but Jess holds her down, laughing.
"Are you really going to record this upon my new white underwear?" Kimbra retorts.
Jess holds her smile and kisses her on the back of her neck. "Stay still" she commands. Her index finger slips underneath the thin material of Kimbra's underwear and feels that her pussy is indeed wet.
"Well," Jess observes, "so far, I know you definitely want some kind of sex."
Kimbra tries to arch against her lover's finger, but Jess removes it, much to her disappointment.
