Morning Afterglow (Closed)

[Celedriel]

ooc: there is an ooc thread that explains the setup. closed for mytasteislikecandy and me.


I opened my eyes, feeling a rush of painful illumination flooding into my brain, along with a deep, dry puffy feeling in my mouth. Oh yes, I was definitely hung over. Which meant it was Saturday. Good, because I was in no condition to go to work today.

Then I heard a sound, enough to startle me. Something wasn't the way things usually were supposed to be. Somebody was breathing softly, gently -- somebody was sleeping next to me.

I looked over, there was a woman lying next to me, her back towards me, breathing softly and sleeping. Okay, I thought. This is interesting. Considering I don't remember anything like that ... I had gone out to dinner with some friends, then we had gone dancing afterwards, had a few drinks, though everything after midnight was a blur. Uh oh, who was she -- one of my friends, someone I had just met? This could be ... awkward.

Then a memory, tantalizing, flashed through my mind. Drinks, laughter, dancing closely, a cab ride home. But the details eluded me.

I sat up a little on the bed, pulling the sheets up over my breasts -- because I now realized I was quite nude. And, the way my body felt, the way the sheets were twisted around, the way certain musky, sweaty scents lingered in the air, had been quite thoroughly satisfied too.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Meredith, 22
5'6 140 lbs short messy platinum hair, hazel eyes.
Lesbian, never been with a man, knew when she was 10 that she was "different". Came out when she was 19, had her first girlfriend who crushed her heart, and was now single.

IC:

A bright light filtered through my eyelids and I mumbled a bit, tugging the blankets over my head. I hated mornings, especially the ones that came after partying all night. I knew my boundaries, but sometimes, I overstepped them. Like I had last night. My friends and I'd went to a new club, one we'd never visited before. A "straight" bar. We thought it'd be funny. Once we got there, we ended up having men buying us drinks all night. How hilarious, considering they weren't going to gain anything from spending their money. The Bombay I'd been drinking apparently had had it's way with me. I was sore; aching all over. That was unusual, usually I just had a slight headache, and dry mouth. But my body felt as if it'd been through a wringer.

I stretched, my nude body enjoying the caress of the sheet across my skin. Wait. Nude? Why was I naked? I always slept in boxers and a tank top, I hated to be naked in bed unless I was with someone. And, as far as I knew, I didn't have a girfriend currently. I slitted an eye and almost yelped as I realized I wasn't in my bed. What the fuck had I done last night? Please, God, don't let me be in a man's bed! We were at a straight bar, after all, and this one man had been up my ass all night. Tell me that I didn't get stupid, and follow a penis home.

Slowly, I opened the other eye and sighed with relief when I noticed the two sets of very feminine attire crumpled on the floor. My blood red dress was there, tangled with a black skirt and sparkly shirt of some kind. Definitely a woman's room. But who?

 

[Celedriel]

Movement. Motion. At least she wasn't dead, I thought wryly, curiously watching the woman tangled in the sheets beside me lean out and glance at the floor. She still hadn't noticed me yet. And I still hadn't seen her face, but I could see her tangle of short, blonde hair now, all mussed up to begin with and extra mussed from sleeping on it so.

I ran a hand through my own platinum hair, though unlike hers mine hung down past my shoulders. I looked quite femme, with my sparkly shirt and little black skirt at the club last night, but I never hid being bi- and waking up with a woman beside me was nothing odd. Waking up and not remembering how she got there, well, that was something new!

Something was still pounding inside my head something fierce, and I really needed some water. I wanted to get up, but I didn't want to startle the girl, but wondering just how to break the ice in this peculiar little situation.

I cleared my throat a little to alert her of my presence, becoming aware of how husky-raw my voice sounded, raspy from all those cigarettes foolishly smoked at the club, then tried to make a little joke, "If you're not comfortable sleeping here overnight, I have a couch in the other room."

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Meredith:

Her voice startled me, and I jerked. Closing my eyes for a moment, I fought to gain some courage. It couldn't be that bad, I thought. Slowly, I turned onto my back, my eyes going to her face.

The first thing I noticed was her hair; the exact shade as mine. Just longer, and more flowing. Her face was pretty, at least I knew how to pick them. Too bad I didn't remember picking this one.

She had the sheet pulled up around her breasts, and I swallowed, a faint memory of me sucking on those same breasts flashing through my head. I realized she'd said something, and I was sitting here, not responding. Thinking quick, I said, "Actually, the bed is alright. Maybe I'll use the couch next time."

 

[Celedriel]

Next time? I wiggled a brow playfully. Well, she was bold, and no denying. And cute, lovely in fact, and for that I was glad. And even better -- I didn't know her! No coworker with whom things would now be awkward.... In fact, I had never seen her before in my life.

But wait, that couldn't be true...and as I saw her glance at the sheet around my breasts, a memory flashed through my mind -- her and I necking in the back of the cab, her fingers way, way up my skirt as we were frenching.

"How you feeling?" I rasped, skirting painfully around the issue I didn't know her name. Smiling, I let the sheet drop and slid off the bed, onto the other side. No point being shy, I reasoned, presumably it's something she's seen before.

Standing, I walked to the dresser and checked the circles under my eyes, aware I was still nude, and arching my back slightly. Catching her eye in the mirror, I smiled, and said, "I sure hoped we didn't end up on Taxicab Confessions last night. I remember that was quite a ride we had on the way over here."

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Meredith:

She slid out of bed, and my eyes almost popped out of my head. She was gorgeous! And not shy either. She strolled around her bedroom, checking her reflection, then saying, "I sure hoped we didn't end up on Taxicab Confessions last night. I remember that was quite a ride we had on the way over here."

I tried to hide my frown; hell, I didn't know HOW we'd gotten here. A taxi. I thought hard, and then remembered stumbling out of the club, holding someone's arm, and then climbing into the yellow car. The taxi, I presumed. Closing my eyes, I struggled to piece it together. But it wouldn't come. Damn. And I didn't even know her name.

"Yeah, it was a lovely ride. I'm sure we'll be fine though. I hope." I smiled at her, sitting up, holding the sheet to my body. I wasn't quite sure what to do. Should I get up? Dress? Leave? Or ask her back to bed? Her body was stunning, and I couldn't keep my eyes from roaming from head to toe.

"So, ummm, what are your plans for the day?"

 

[Celedriel]

"What are your plans for the day?"

"I, umm--" Wow, she was bold. And moving fast. What was I doing today? Truth be told, there wasn't much I had to do, some errands to run, laundry to do, but nothing that couldn't wait. Through the mirror, I certainly picked up on the way she was looking me over, and I flushed with pride. Good thing she couldn't quite see these dark circles under my eyes.

"Don't really have any plans, do you?" As I answered her, I opened a drawer and took out a pair of plain white cotton panties, slipping them on primly while keeping my back towards her. Once that was done, I turned back and walked back towards the bed, seating myself there again, beside her.

I smiled, and placed my arm in the empty space between us, propping myself up on an elbow. "I'm Valerie, by the way, I don't know if I mentioned it last night. I mean I probably did, but I got to be honest: Things are kind of a blur right now."

I winced a little, covering it with a smile. Hoping that didn't sound like an excuse or a brush off...

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Meredith:

Thank God, I wasn't the only one. I grinned at her, saying, "Meredith. I was about to ask your name...I can't believe I forgot it! Too much gin I guess." She nodded, smiling, and I continued, "As for today, I don't have too much planned. But let me ask this. If we got here in a cab, where the heck is my car?"

Valerie laughed, and I shrugged, grinning sheepishly. "I know, I know. Gin makes you sin, apparently. I feel like such a dumbass, not even remembering your name. I can assure you, I'm never like this. Note to self, no more Bombay and tonics...EVER!"

I slid off the edge of the bed, kneeling to gather my red halter dress and the sheer thigh highs I'd worn with it. Standing, I held the dress against me and turned toward her. "I'm gonna feel really awkward running around in this get-up looking for my car. People are going to know exactly what I did last night, even though I don't!"

 

[Celedriel]

I watched her slip out of the bed, my eyes on the curve of her spine, the paleness of her back, the roundness of her bottom. And, oh my, it looked as if someone's fingernails had left little red indentations on her cheeks. I suppose I might have gotten a little carried away, yes, come to think of it -- and a memory of vigorously tonguing her sweet pussy last night flashed through my mind. I glanced down at my fingers accusingly.

"No, no rush," I said, as she held up the slinky little dress and thigh highs. I smiled up at her. "I've got a car, I'll take you to yours a little later, if you're not in a hurry. I could use a shower, breakfast first..."

My words trailed off, and I played with a bit of hair that had flopped down in front of my eyes. Now that I was back lying in bed, I sprawled out some more. Really was tired, I could feel it in my legs and the small of my back, must have been all that dancing. Other aches too. Wow, what had we been up to?

My eyes returned to her. Breakfast indeed. And she looked so tasty.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Meredith:

She was a gorgeous girl, and I loved the view of her bending over to pull on her panties. Then she was laying next to me, sprawled out on the bed. I smiled down at her and said, "A shower would be lovely. Would you mind if I took one? I hate smelling like a club the next morning. And breakfast would be great. Do you have food here, or should we go out?" I sat on the edge of the bed, holding my dress against me. I'd love to shower with her, but, damn, is that something you can just ask someone? I didn't think so.

I lay back beside her, turning my head to look at her. "Umm, I feel so awkward." I chuckled a bit, blushing. "I don't know exactly what we did last night, so I don't know if I should be kissing you or running for the hills. Do you remember anything at all Valerie?"

 

[Celedriel]

Her words were like music and the more she spoke -- the more I watched her movements, the little way she held her elbow close to her body, held the dress over her curves, the way her eyes sought mine then looked away, shyly -- the more I was remembering.

Remembering quick flashes of position after position, limbs akimbo. Pink softness sought with driven abandon. Dancing in the sheets.

"Oh, I remember some things," I said, smiling at her, a hand going over to rest lightly on her thigh. That skin, softer than any sheet. "Things are starting to come back to me. Little by little. Funny thing, memory." Fingers moving slowly, up and down. "Of course we can take a shower. But..." I inhaled the fragrances of the afterlove. "You smell like adventure, so don't rush it."

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Meredith:

"Good, I was rather enjoying lying here beside you." I blushed as I said it. It was confusing me that I was nervous around her. I was never nervous. My friends called me the self assured one, the girl that nobody could make blush. Yet Valerie had me bright red and stumbling over my words. She was amazing. In my mind, I patted myself on the back.

Her fingers were tracing patterns on my thigh, and I rested my hand on top of hers lightly. I didn't stop her, only allowed my hand to follow the path that hers was following. Our eyes met, and I smiled at her. Sliding my hand off of hers, I moved it over to rest on her leg. I began touching her lightly, following the same patterns she was, only on her flesh instead of mine.

"Soooo..." I whispered, licking my lips and watching her for a reaction. "What shall we do, Valerie?"

 

[Celedriel]

Her hand against my thigh was soft, inviting and now in the morning it moved with a gentle expectancy, hinting of languid hours ahead, instead of the hurried, sloppy urgency of the night before.

Her shyness was endearing, her small smile left me feeling strangely possessive, protective. It was an interesting sensation, yielding to encouragement. I felt like a teacher, though I was no such thing. "I'd like you to touch me like you did before."

I slid my body closer to hers, our thighs touching as my fingers traced the counters of hip and torso, and the limits of their union.



Sorry got superbusy with life, ack.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Meredith:

I rolled onto my side, eagerly accepting her invitation. This time I wanted to remember the things we did to each other. My lips sought hers, mine closing over hers, suckling on her lower lips gently. My hands slid up her body to her breasts, cupping them gently as we kissed. Her nipples were already hard and my thumbs rubbed over them softly. Her moans filled my mouth, and I intensified my actions. Pinching her nipples, I slid my mouth down over her jaw and onto the paleness of her throat. Suckling her flesh gently, I worked my way further down until my lips brushed the top of her right breast. Valerie's pleasure was apparent as her hands lifted to hold my head, guiding me to the places she wanted touched most.