âI hate doing laundry!â Emma snapped, storming into her flat and slamming the front door behind her.
âEmma!â Rachel groaned, lifting her head from the sofa, âYou woke me upâŚâ
âDonât expect me to have any sympathy for you.â
âBe nice to me. Iâm not feeling well.â
âItâs self-inflicted. You shouldnât have drunk so much last night,â she said sanctimoniously, putting the laundry basket on the wooden coffee table.
âWe canât all be perfect like you!â
âShut up and help me,â Emma joked, throwing a pile of towels at her roommate.
Rachel reluctantly sat up and brushed her long red hair out of her face with a sigh. There were dark circles under her tired blue eyes and her head throbbed painfully.
âDid you do my bed sheets?â Rachel asked as she folded the towels.
âYes.â
âCan you put them on for me while I take a shower? I need a nap.â
âJesus Rach! Youâve been sleeping all day!â
âPlease Emma. Love you,â she crawled, blowing her friend a kiss.
âGo on then,â Emma conceded, rolling her eyes and headed to her bedroom.
Rachel shuffled off to the bathroom, turning on the shower and pulling off her pink pyjamas as she waited for the water to warm up. She could hear Emma in her bedroom next door grappling with the duvet cover and smiled, grateful that she didnât have to do it herself.
She stepped into the tub and began washing her long red hair, massaging her scalp with her fingers in an effort to alleviate her headache. Rinsing her hair clean, she reached for the soap and rubbed it over her young body, running it between her small breasts and pushing it against her hard, raspberry nipples which made her shiver. She moved her hands over her firm stomach and between her legs, sighing loudly as she teased her swollen clit with the edge of the soap.
Rachel smiled to herself, knowing that an orgasm was the best thing for a hangover because it cleared your head, relaxed your muscles and made you feel wonderful. She was already wet from fingering herself on the sofa while her room mate was doing the laundry but she came back before Rachel had a chance to âfinish the jobâ.
Once her pussy was soapy enough, she replaced the bar back in the dish and moved her fingers back to her throbbing clit, circling it as she closed her eyes and groaned. With her right hand between her legs, she moved the left one up to her breast and began playing with it, rolling her tiny nipple between her index finger and thumb.
Pressing her back against the cool tiles of the shower, Rachel fingered herself to a delicious orgasm as the water washed over her. With her eyes closed she tried desperately to suppress her moans of pleasure, not wanting to be overheard.
Meanwhile, Emma was in the bedroom, struggling with the duvet when she noticed something sticking out from under one of Rachelâs pillows.
âWhatâs that?â she wondered as she reached down to retrieve it. Her brown eyes widened as she pulled out a large purple vibrator.
Although Emma wasnât naĂŻve enough to think that her roommate didnât do that type of âthingâ, it was still a shock to be confronted with it especially as it was much bigger than her own!
Checking that Rachel was still in the shower, she turned the vibrator on, curious to see what it was capable of.
âWow!â she breathed as it buzzed loudly, sending vibrations right up to her elbow.
âI think youâll find thatâs mineâŚâ Rachel teased as she stood in the door way wrapped in a white towel.
Emma blushed as she dropped the vibrator on the bed, apologising profusely.
âItâs nothing to be ashamed of, I know you have one too,â Rachel said casually.
âHow did you know that?â
âIâve heard! Youâre not exactly quiet when you cum either!â she laughed.
Blushing again, Emma didnât know where to look, mortified that her friend had heard her masturbating at night.
âYou shouldnât be listening! I deserve some privacy you know!â
âThatâs rich coming from the girl who was just fiddling with my vibrator!â
âI wasnât fiddling with it!â
âWell why did you switch it on?â
There was nothing Emma could say to that.
âCome on Em, lighten up. Weâre both single girls. I donât care. Thereâs nothing wrong with it. Hell I just fingered myself in the shower!â
âWhatâŚjust then?â
âYeah! And now Iâve seen you with that, Iâm in the mood to play some more.â
âOh no! No way!â