Elle
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It was a becoming a usual Friday night thing now that the work week was over and there was nothing else to distract them. The argument was escalating, neither of them were even sure what had started it. Probably something simple like a toilet seat left up, dishes undone, ill spent money. The start was no longer relevant, and the end never seemed to come. It was just a continuous string of issues being worked out in an unhealthy marriage in an unhealthy way.
The yelling was getting louder, the profanity worse.
Her breaking point was when he brushed passed her making her lose her balance while telling her she was acting like, “such a bitch!”
She grabbed her jacket slid into the closest pair of her shoes by the door, threw her purse over her shoulder and before she even realized it, she’d made it to her girlfriend’s house doing 80 in a 60 in 7 minutes. A record not to be proud of.
She knocked on the door of her girlfriends mini-mansion as it were, using the large iron knocker, owning her own IT security business was lucrative. Her friend opened the door and seeing her running mascara and puffy eyes from a quick, but powerful few minutes of tears in the car. She immediately gave her a big comforting hug; one of those warm close body, breasts to breasts embraces.
With one arm still around her, she ushered her into the house and into the den. Like a good friend she listened and they talked over a few glasses of wine. When she saw her friend zone out looking into the flames of the roaring fire she’d lit for them, then she invited her to stay the night. Safety first, no drinking and driving and it was clear she could use a night to clear her head. She grabbed her a new toothbrush and a silk shorts pajamas set and led her to the guest bathroom upstairs so she could have a hot soapy bath with a fresh glass of white wine. She lit her guest some scented candles and left her to relax.
The soaking was definitely helping to ease some of the tension away. She enjoyed the light coconut smell and played with the bubbles while the water skirted across her skin like satin. She opened her legs a little wider fully allowing the warm water to meet the warmth of her vagina.
She lifted her knees just out of the water so her manicured toes were still under but she was controlling the movement of the water to flow up her legs by rocking her lower body. The water gently crashed against her pelvis. With a little more deliberateness now, she was creating a pretty rhythmic sensation nearly mirroring someone licking her pussy with just the softest little suck.
Enjoying it maybe a little too much considering where she was, but still wanting more she spread her legs out wide so her knees were touching the sides of the bathtub and her feet touching their soles together making a beautiful diamond shape to explore. The cold porcelain was a stark contrast to the hot water the rest of her was pretty much immersed in. By pushing her ass down into the tub and thrusting her pelvis upward, she created a new sensation. The cool air breezing across her almost hairless pussy then dipping back down into the warm water was inspiring. She started making circular motions with her hips; it was familiar feeling, like being eaten out with a soft tongue swirl.
The bathroom was all steamy which was keeping her upper body warm, not that she was cold, if anything she was making herself hot. Finally, her hand broke the waters surface to find her wanting engorged clit when she continued edging herself to the brink.
Even though she was under water she could feel how wet she was. The hot silkiness allowed her to play effortlessly with herself. Aware of her own urgency she traded clit and lip play for a middle finger insert, sinking lower into the tub a second finger quickly joined the first.
Under her movements the water was crashing like mini waves behind her just like the hypnotic ebb and flow of the ocean. Besides the sloshing sound, she was also contributing to the increasing noise, the heavy breathing, the little grunts, gasps and moans. In a lucid moment she remembered she was a guest in her friend’s home and turned the water on full blast to drown out her noises and keep the water hot. Now fully sound proofed, those manicured feet each found their way up to the corner ledges of the tub. Almost flat backed with shoulders just above the water she really went in on herself.
Hand in a scoop like position to allow maximum access to go deeper with varied tempos until her body shuttered and shook the water. She was gripping the sides of the tub to help stabilize herself. Finally, after the internal waves stopped and she unclenched her eyes, to turn off the water, she looked up to see a detachable shower head. Round two? Moen and Pfizer 6 speed shower heads have always been good to her. Already shaky with a bit of aftershock from her first release gave her pause but it had been so long since she’s orgasmed and it felt so good. Better then he’d made her feel in months, the decision was easy.
Her slender fingers worked with the pulses from the shower head to tickle her from the outside to her insides. This made her think of how she imagined anal beads or the tip of a hard cock would probably make her knees buckle right now. But she enjoyed how she was feeling and continued to ride the wave to another satisfying end, not as powerful as the first but she was impressed with herself considering the circumstances that she was able to get their solo.
The water ran and rinsed the soap, her own fluids and stress down the drain.
Feeling much better and relaxed, she pulled back the shower curtain forgetting about the glass of wine until she heard it hit the tiled floor shattering into pieces. Thankfully no crime of wasting alcohol was committed, she’d downed it before the tub was an even a quarter full. Hearing the glass breaking her friend was at the door in no time to see if she was alright. She hadn’t even gotten a towel on when she came in all panicked.
Initially she was so focused on the glass and her friend’s safety she didn’t even notice she was naked. She couldn’t reach her towel without stepping out of the tub but of course there was broken glass everywhere. So, she stood there cupping her breasts as she watched her friend pick up the bigger pieces and return with a broom and dustpan for the rest.
When she finally turned her attention toward the bathtub her guest was standing there shivering given it had been a few minutes. “Omg! You must be freezing, I’m so sorry. Let me grab you a towel”.
She grabbed the fluffy blue towel off the rack and handed it to her.
Not meaning to, her eye gaze automatically focused in on her guests perfectly symmetrical areolas with two hard brown nipples pointing up. Her breasts were beautifully rounded DD cups. Only further complimented by her toned arms, small waist, curved hips and thick thighs. Damn; the female body really is a work of art. And Vee would know, the nickname was appropriate for the 40 something year old lesbian.