Afterglow Pt. 01

Then I heard cat-whistling and remembered we were in a busy bar with lots of testosterone. A few men gaped at us. The others licked their lips.

I recovered first, pulling Olivia out of there by her hand.

It was raining hard when we emerged, laughing at the idiots we'd left behind.

Olivia spun around in the rain, circling with her arms stretched out. She let out of a shriek of excitement. "I wish I knew you intended on giving them a show. I would have been more prepared."

I walked over and kissed her. "Let's go back to your place."

Chapter IV: Happiness is a Warm Gun

We ran up to her bedroom, tearing off each other's rain-soaked clothes on the way. Olivia stopped me in the hallway, dropping to her knees so she could eat me. Her wild tongue swept across my wet flesh, circling against my clit. My fingers clutched her hair as my hips bucked against her face. She laughed when I moaned, and the sensation vibrated against me. I needed more.

"Bed. Let's get to bed," I forced out.

She stood up smirking and wiped her mouth in a deliciously dirty way. I followed her to her bedroom, marveling at the perfection of her perky ass. My own was not as plump as hers. I wanted to shove my face in it and nibble at the sweet skin.

As if she knew where my thoughts had gone, she gave a little jiggle. "You like my ass, baby?"

I couldn't respond. She dug in her closet and came out with an impressive strap-on. Her face broke out into a gleeful grin. "I'm going to fuck you with this."

She came and pushed my body to the bed. I bounced on top of it, a little nervous about the size of the plastic cock she had in her hands. It had been a long, long time since something other than my own fingers had brought me pleasure.

Olivia put it on, her eyes never leaving mine. "This vibrates, you know."

My head fell back against the pillow. "Oh, God."

"Mmm. You're going to come for me many times tonight."

She climbed on the bed, kissing my body until her lips matched my own. Then she ran the dildo through the lips of my pussy. I was so turned on that you could hear the wetness as the fake cock moved against me.

"I'm going to make you wild, my baby."

And just like that, she rammed inside of me. I clutched the bedsheets and screamed.

"You like that?"

I nodded frantically.

"Tsk, tsk. I need an answer. Do you like being fucked by another woman?"

"Yes."

She leaned over and kissed my neck, sucking hard. I'd have a hickey for sure.

I rubbed her ass, pulling it closer to me as I bucked up faster. I could sense the volcanic orgasm coming and I couldn't wait for it.

Olivia laughed at me but she increased her speed. Our breasts rubbed against each other, turning us on even more.

She adjusted the vibration speed and I went crazy. It benefitted her, too, and she moaned in connected bursts like a song. She manipulated her hand between us and rubbed my clit.

"Are you close?" she panted.

I could only nod.

She bent her head and took my nipple in her mouth. Her tooth ran against it first. Then she sucked it in with one deep, wet breath.

I broke apart with a shaky cry. My body moved mindlessly, pushing the dildo further inside until my pussy couldn't take it any more. I clenched and unclenched countless times. Olivia guided me through it, kissing me with incredible passion.

Only afterwards did I notice I was crying. Olivia licked the trail of my tear and kissed the tip of my nose.

"Are you worried about the ramifications, now?"

I shook my head and smiled. Sated and content, I had no guilt or misgivings, at least at the moment. I was more interested about getting my tongue between Olivia's thighs.

At first the idea seemed daunting. I had zero experience going down on another woman. I knew Olivia was experienced, and I didn't want to disappoint her.

But now my own selfish need to get a taste of her outweighed any performance anxiety.

I gently pushed at Olivia until she collapsed beside me. I followed her mouth, giggling between each kiss.

"An orgasm does you well, Elizabeth."

I yanked the strap-on off her. "Oh? And does it do the same for you?"

For the first time since I met her, Olivia looked a touch afraid. "You don't have to—"

"I want to. I'm gonna eat your pussy so good that I'm gonna make you weep."

Where these words of mine came from, I didn't know, nor did I care.

She pinched my nipples. "Kiss me."

I gave her a long kiss, but my hunger to make her come eventually won out.

My lips skimmed down her body. I gave her nipples long circling licks. My fingers replaced my tongue, tweaking her nipples with increased force, as I moved my mouth lower and lower.

Once my head was above her pussy, I gave her thigh an openmouthed kiss.

"Stop torturing me," Olivia begged.

But I didn't feel like it. Sex with Olivia had given me a newfound sense of confidence. I felt like a sex goddess, like my orgasm had literally set fire to my soul. Plus it was nice to be the one in control for once.

So I decided to toy with her. I stroked her with my fingers. The faint touch made her gasp.

"Elizab—, Elizabeth. Please. P-lease."

"Mmm," I hummed against her clit.

She started begging in different languages. I wanted to play with her more, but my own urges made it impossible not to push my tongue inside of her.

One hand pulled at her nipple. I decided to fuck her with my fingers, so I stuffed three inside her wetness and laughed when she screamed. When I sensed she was close, I lapped at her clit.

"I'm coming. I'm, I"m coming!" As she lost her mind, I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked.

It took her a good while to come down. When she was too sensitive, she pulled my hair. I grinned and moved up to fall next to her. She dragged my body closer and gave me a slow, luxurious, toe-curling kiss.

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We spent the rest of the night giving each other sleepy kisses and watching silly TV shows. I called my neighbor and begged him to go over and walk Toronto.

I'd felt a happiness I'd forgotten existed, if I indeed ever had a taste of it. We didn't talk much. It was unnecessary.

Morning came. I was confused upon waking up in an unknown place. Then my eyes fell on Olivia's sleeping body. I slapped my hand over my mouth so I wouldn't shriek. It was like I was drunk last night. I did things I never imagined doing in a million years. With a woman.

My eyes traced her body and I decided I wouldn't mind doing it all again. I kissed her shoulder until she slowly awoke. She kept her head still, but those eyes slid me way.

"Give me a kiss if you're gonna rudely wake me up."

I pressed my lips against hers, laughing through the kiss.

"Is it time to go to work?"

My heart stopped. I had no idea what time it was. I jumped out of bed and picked up my cell phone. It was nearly 9:30!

"Shit!"

"Elizabeth, calm down. You can go in late. It's fine!"

I hopped around, trying to get my clothes on as fast as I could. "I'm preparing for court tomorrow, shit shit shit! And I need to go walk my dog. Fuck, why won't these fucking pantyhose get the fuck up my—"

"I'll make you coffee." She stood and didn't bother covering herself. "And you can call your neighbor and ask him to take care of Ontario."

"Toronto," I corrected.

Olivia smiled. "I'm sure he won't mind doing you another favor."

Her accent calmed me. I took a deep breath and couldn't help but take in her nakedness. There were a few hickeys on her breasts, thanks to me. And that ass really was too much.

She smirked when she caught me checking her out. "Silly girl. I thought you were going to work!"

She turned and ran down the steps, laughing at me.

I washed my face and analyzed myself in the mirror. I had sex with a woman and it wasn't half as awkward as I anticipated it to be.

I liked it.

No, I loved it.

I couldn't stop the grin that spread across my face.

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Jacqueline pounced on me the minute I got into work.

I'd borrowed one of Olivia's dresses, but it was too snug in the bust area. I hoped my sweater would help cover it up. Of course Jacqueline noticed.

"Where on earth did you get that dress from?"

"It's new."

She touched the hem. "It's a little too tight."

I waved my arm. "Whatever, maybe I'll return it."

"You're in a bad mood today. It's no biggie you're late. I came in late yesterday, actually."

I flipped through my paperwork. I was flustered and exhausted, but every now and then my lips would smile so wide my cheeks hurt.

Jacqueline noticed this, too.

"You got laid! Didn't you?" My neck snapped in her direction and my eyes bulged. "You did!"

Jackie slid her chair over to my desk. "Tell me all the details. Immediately."

Luckily Robert came over, asking Jackie for a form she had to fill out for him. His snake eyes took me in, and unfortunately for me, he was even more observant than Jackie was.

He leaned over and murmured, "So, is it weird for you to be in charge of the lesbo case? Considering your own proclivities, I mean."

"Is it weird for you to have to work beside Roger day in and day out?"

Jackie coughed, poorly covering up a snort.

Robert's eyes widened but he bent closer to me. "You bitch."

"Keep digging your own grave, asshole."

He ripped the form out of Jacqueline's hand and stomped off to his desk.

Jacqueline thankfully didn't ask me any more about my apparent afterglow, or about the scene she just witnessed. Sometimes she was a good friend.

And anyway, we were all dreadfully busy and any "glow" I might have had turned to the flush of exertion.

I walked out of work two hours later than planned. Olivia texted me she'd be waiting at the pub we went to the night before. The thought of Olivia sitting there in a swanky dress, of us likely repeating what happened the night before, gave me just enough energy to make it to the bar.

I caught sight of her and began making my way over. Something curled around my upper arm and squeezed. A hand, I realized, stopping short. I spun around to see what asshole was touching me. He was a head taller than me, with hair that curled at his collar. An Average Joe.

The man's face contorted into a creepy smile. I tried to shake him off but he wouldn't lessen his grasp.

"Ms. Elizabeth Quilty?"

"Can I help you?" I ripped my arm out of his grasp and tried to take a step back. His hand went back around my forearm. "Stop touching—"

"You're the attorney, correct?"

I took a moment to look him over. He definitely looked familiar.

"Who are you?"

When he smiled, I inexplicably shivered. He was a very good-looking man who exuded the all-American, boy-next-door type. Yet he made my skin crawl.

"We have a mutual friend."

"If you don't let me—"

"Say hi to Rose for me when you see her next. Don't want the pesty police getting their panties all in a bunch."

My breath caught. "Dan?"

"Rose's boyfriend, yeah. Nice to meet you."

I tried to yank my arm away from him but he wouldn't release me. "Let me go!"

A beefy guy turned to look at us. I was about to scream for his help when I felt something hard poking me in the side.

"Feel that? My gun in your ribs?"

"You're making a big mistake. I have witnesses here."

"Oh? No one is paying attention. The only guy who's mildly interested can't even see me."

"I'm going to tear you apart in court."

"I see you're a lot like Rose."

"Excuse me?"

"You like girls, too. It's cute, really. My fantasy come to life."

I shook and tried to move away from him but yet again, his grip was too tight.

"I'm just here to warn you. Nothing is gonna come between me and Rose. Not some used up twat, and not some cunt of a lawyer. Do you understand?"

"You're not going to get away with this."

The pressure of his gun disappeared. I noticed he wasn't holding me anymore, so I turned around to face him. But he was gone.

Completely gone.

He had completely vanished and he was right: there wasn't anything I could do.