SING FOR ME

By Mavis Applewater

yomavis@email.com

February 2002

Disclaimers (Better known as sex, violence, and road trips): Hold on to your hats because here we go. I know whom the characters look like. Hey, I’ve seen every episode! But it’s not them. These characters are mine and mine alone. The story cannot be reproduced or posted without my permission. Guess what? There is a loving sexual relationship between two consenting adult women in this story. I know that’s why you’re here. <W> But if for some reason that isn’t the reason you’re here, perhaps you should go. Now for the really important one - if for any reason, real or imagined, it is illegal for you to view this material you must leave now. Go on - scat before I tell your mom. So there!

Thanks to my beta reader Joanne.

As always. this is for Heather.

PART ONE

Audrey looked around the lounge, wondering if it would be a bad thing if she simply bolted right then. "A blind date," she muttered in embarrassment as she ran her fingers nervously through her short blonde hair. She scanned the crowd carefully, looking for the woman she had agreed to meet. It was her friend Martha’s idea. ‘Okay, Martha described her as average height which would make her taller than me. She said she has brown eyes and hair. She also said that she had a great personality. I’m regretting this already.’ Audrey mentally reviewed the information that Martha had provided her with. In the back of the room she spotted a woman who seemed to match the description.

"She’s cute," Audrey noted as the stranger looked up at her hopefully. Audrey made her way towards the back of the lounge. As she passed the baby grand piano she smiled, hoping that someone would be playing that evening. She always found music soothing.

"Dee?" Audrey inquired shyly.

"Yes, I am," the woman responded eagerly.

"It’s nice to meet you," Audrey said brightly as she offered her hand to the woman. She noted with some regret that Dee didn’t stand and shake her hand. She just sat there with her hands folded in her lap. Audrey wrote it off to nerves as she took a seat beside the woman.

The waiter approached them. Audrey noted the young man seemed uncomfortable as he stopped at their booth. "Pinot Grigio," she ordered quickly and turned towards her date who was staring at the table. "Would you like something, Dee?" she inquired softly, noticing that Dee didn’t have a drink in front of her.

"No," the brunette snapped.

Audrey’s green eyes grew wide in surprise before she turned back to the waiter. "Just the glass of wine of me." The waiter nodded in understanding. The first alarm bell went off in Audrey’s mind; she took a deep breath and mentally willed the waiter to hurry back with her drink. "So how long have you known Martha?" Audrey inquired in hopes of geting the conversation started.

"Why?" the brunette inquired in a fearful tone.

"Just curious," Audrey stammered as the second alarm went off in her head. "She said a lot of nice things about you," Audrey continued in a very slow and careful tone. ‘Too bad I’m going to have to kill her when I see her at the office tomorrow.’ Audrey smiled as the murderous thoughts ran through her mind.

"Really?" Dee responded, genuinely surprised at what Audrey had said.

"Yes, she did," Audrey continued in the same careful tone of voice. The waiter approached and placed Audrey’s glass down. "Are you certain you don’t want something to drink?"

"No," the woman snapped once again.

"Okay," Audrey stammered once again as the waiter made a mad dash away from the table.

"You can’t be too careful," Dee began in a soft tone. "I saw this thing on the X-Files about contaminated water," she explained.

Audrey simply nodded her head as she saw the sincerity in the woman’s eyes. "So what do you do for a living?" Audrey inquired, hoping that she could just polish off her glass of wine and get the hell out of there.

"Why?" Dee inquired suspiciously.

"Just making conversation," Audrey retorted quickly.

"That’s what they all say," Dee responded sincerely.

"They?" Audrey blinked in surprise. ‘Go ahead. You know you want to ask her,’ Audrey thought in an amused tone. "Who are they?"

"You know," Dee whispered. "Martha really said nice things about me?" she inquired, shifting gears rather quickly.

"Yes, she did," Audrey confirmed. ‘Only she left out the part about you being a big wacko,’ she thought wryly as she continued to plan Martha’s untimely demise.

"That’s sweet of her. She’s very nice. She didn’t even blame me for the fire," Dee continued absently.

"Fire?" Audrey choked on her wine.

"Uh huh." Dee nodded. "They won’t let me play with matches anymore," she added in a distracted tone.

"Or sharp objects," Audrey muttered under her breath as she rubbed her now throbbing temple.

"That too," Dee agreed as her eyes seemed to glaze over. "Who did you say sent you?"

"Martha," Audrey replied carefully as she moved slightly away from the troubled woman. ‘I just don’t understand why Martha would fix me up with this girl. I know she said she was a bit eccentric, but this chick needs to be medicated.’

"Who’s Martha?" the woman snarled.

"Check please," Audrey called out quickly, hoping the waiter could hear her.

Dee began to ramble incoherently as Audrey looked around the room, searching for the waiter. The music filtered through the air. Audrey smiled at the sweet melody coming from the piano. "Who is that?" she choked out as she spied the vision of beauty seated at the piano.

"I hate this damn music," Dee growled.

"Probably interferes with the voices in your head," Audrey muttered as she searched for the waiter, her eyes never leaving the raven-haired beauty seated at the keyboard.

"No, that’s not it," Dee stated in a flat tone. "I have to go," she said abruptly as she jumped up and stormed off.

The waiter finally approached and smiled at her meekly. "I’m sorry," he apologized. "But your companion scared me." Audrey looked the six-foot-three muscular man up and down.

"Coward," she growled.

"I don’t mean to offend you or your friend," he quickly apologized once again.

"Blind date," Audrey confessed.

"Girlfriend, who would do that to you?" he asked in a light tone.

"A soon-to-be-deceased ex-friend." Audrey laughed as she watched all traces of masculinity vanish from his demeanor. "I’ll just take the check now," she added in a pleading tone.

"Nonsense," he scoffed. "It’s on me and the next one too."

"I don’t know." Audrey hesitated as her emerald eyes once again drifted back towards the piano player.

"I’ll bring it to you at the bar by the piano," he suggested smugly.

"Oh well, if you insist," Audrey responded with a playful smile.

Audrey passed by the baby grand piano and found herself mesmerized by the brightest, bluest eyes she had ever seen. She almost tripped over the vacant stool at the bar near the piano. She blushed as she finally managed to sit in the chair. "Here you are," the waiter informed her as he placed a fresh glass of wine in front of her. "I’m Steve," he introduced himself.

"Audrey," she responded as she shook his hand.

"That’s my partner, Kenny." He pointed to the bartender. "And she is Camille." He pointed to the goddess at the piano. "She’s single after a nasty breakup a year and a half ago. Doesn’t date the customers or anyone else lately. Tip her enough and she’ll play anything you want. And girl, you have just got to hear her sing."

"I just love a family restaurant." Audrey chuckled as she settled back and listened to Camille play one soothing melody after another.

As the evening wore on Audrey felt herself becoming lost in the music and Camille’s electrifying good looks. She tried to work up enough courage to slip money into the large glass snifter on top of Camille’s piano. Each time she considered it, her palms would begin to sweat. Every once in awhile Camille looked over at her. Each time they shared a brief smile and Audrey was certain that her heart would explode.

She glanced at her watch and was shocked to realize how late it was. Reluctantly she left the bar and hailed a cab. She was smiling as she crawled into bed. She didn’t know if it was the wine or the Gershwin or Camille’s overwhelming beauty, but she felt wonderful.

PART TWO

Audrey arrived at the office in a delightful mood the next morning, which surprised her since she’d had very little sleep the night before. She plunked herself down in the chair in Martha’s cubicle and waited for her arrival. The tiny older woman screamed in surprised when she found Audrey in her cubicle with her feet propped up on her desk. "Hello, Martha," Audrey offered in a droll tone.

"Oh no," Martha gasped before swallowing in fear. "I called Dee last night and asked her how it went. She said you never showed up."

"Oh, I showed up all right." Audrey glared at her. "I’m not certain which of Dee’s personalities showed up."

"She must be off her meds again." Martha grimaced.

"Her meds?" Audrey choked out.

"I’m sorry," Martha apologized quickly. "Dee is a very nice girl. It’s just if she doesn’t take her meds she has a few problems."

"Problems?" Audrey choked out once again. "Look, I don’t mean to belittle Dee’s obvious psychological afflictions, but why in the name of all that is sacred would you fix me up with her?"

"She’s my niece," Martha explained tearfully. "And she’s a good person. I thought she was doing better and she needed to get out and socialize."

"So me being the only lesbian that you know, you thought that I could take her out." Audrey nodded in understanding. "You should have told me."

"What did she do?" Martha inquired fearfully.

Audrey related in detail what had occurred on her date from hell. Martha simply rubbed her temple wearily. "I’d better let her mother know that she’s pocketing her drugs again," Martha said in a tired voice. "I’m sorry about last night," Martha apologized again.

"Tell you what old pal of mine . . . ," Audrey taunted her as she finally got out of her chair, " . . . you can make it up to me by joining me for a drink later tonight."

"What gives?" Martha prodded.

"I’ll tell you tonight." Audrey shrugged nonchalantly. "Just meet me at Vinnie’s at eight o’clock."

"Eight o’clock?" Martha grumbled. "Why not just after work?"

"You owe me," Audrey asserted as she left the cubicle.

That night Audrey found herself sitting once again at the bar by the piano. "Well, hello again," Kenny greeted her. "I just knew you couldn’t stay away from me," he teased. "Or is it Stevie that’s caught your eye?"

"How did you ever guess?" Audrey played along.

"Okay, I’m here," Martha huffed as she sat down next to Audrey.

"I see your taste is improving." Steve laughed as he approached the ladies.

"Steve, this is my friend Martha whose life I’ve decided to spare," Audrey explained quickly. "And the grinning boy behind the bar is Kenny."

"You are bad woman." Steve wagged his finger at Martha.

"So now I know why I’m here." Martha groaned, looking at Audrey for the first time. "Nice dress," she exclaimed, taking in the short black beaded number Audrey was wearing.

"Thank you." Audrey blushed. "Pinot Grigio," she ordered quickly from Kenny.

"Stoli Raz and Sprite," Martha ordered. "As I was saying, am I here so you and your new friends can torture me?"

"No, sweets," Kenny interrupted them as he delivered their drinks. "That’s why you’re here," he continued as he pointed across room.

Audrey blushed as she watched her friend’s eyes roam across the room. "Wow, she’s gorgeous," Martha gasped loudly. Audrey looked across the room as Camille took her spot at the piano.

"I know." Audrey sighed deeply.

"Okay, so explain to me what you need me for?" Martha said before taking a sip of her cocktail.

"I couldn’t show up here two nights in a row and just sit here by myself," Audrey explained, her eyes never leaving Camille’s body. "She’ll think I’m some kind of stalker."

"Imagine that." Martha laughed. "God Audrey, you should see yourself. You’re drooling."

"I am not," Audrey snarled as she glared at Martha.

Audrey was about to protest her innocence further when the most beautiful voice she had ever heard began to sing. Audrey turned in amazement as her jaw dropped. For the first time in years, Audrey found herself rendered speechless.

"I love this song," Martha murmured. "Sam and I danced to it at our wedding."

Audrey was so mesmerized by the ballad Camille was belting out that she didn’t realize she was gripping Martha’s arm tightly. "Okay, let go of my arm," Martha protested as she pried Audrey’s hand off.

"She is amazing," Audrey whimpered as she turned towards Martha. "How am I ever going to meet her?"

"You haven’t spoken to her yet?" Martha grilled her.

"No, what would I say?" Audrey balked.

"I don’t know . . . how about hello?" Martha suggested.

"And then what?" Audrey asked in a panic.

"Oh boy, you have got it bad." Martha chuckled. "Okay, try this. See those little breaks she takes between songs when people go up, put money in her tip jar, and request a song? You could do that."

"What would I request?" Audrey contemplated Martha’s suggestion.

"You’re pathetic," Martha groaned.

"I am not," Audrey snarled. "I just don’t want to request something she doesn’t know or like."

"Are you going to request Feelings?" Martha interjected.

"No." Audrey rolled her eyes in disgust.

"Okay. Well, you heard what she played last night; why not pick something from that?" Martha egged her on as she opened her purse. She removed a five-dollar bill from her wallet and thrust it into Audrey’s hand. "Go on," her friend pushed. "And don’t just request a song; try to talk to her."

"I don’t know about that." Audrey blushed. "It’s going to take all the courage I have just to walk over there."

"Okay, but I should tell you that she keeps looking over here," Martha chimed in. "Go. She just finished a song."

Audrey braced herself and climbed off her stool; her legs wobbled slightly as she stood. Somehow the petite blonde managed to make her way across the few feet to the piano. "Hi there," the singer’s sultry voice purred.

"Hi,"Audrey answered in a dreamy tone.

"Did you have a request?" Camille asked as she played around on the keyboard.

"No . . . I mean yes," Audrey stuttered as she blushed.

"Well, what would you like?" Camille encouraged her, blue eyes twinkling up at Audrey.

"I have no idea," Audrey confessed with a light laugh.

"I don’t think I know that one." Camille laughed along with her. "I’ll tell you what. I’ll play something just for you. That is if your friend won’t take offense?" Camille hesitated as she nodded towards Martha.

"Martha is just a friend," Audrey explained quickly.

"Good to know," Camille responded with a dazzling smile. "And you are?"

"Audrey," the blonde said with a slight blush.

"You are absolutely adorable," Camille said softly as her fingers continued to glide across the keys. Audrey simply blushed harder as she found herself unable to speak. "How about this?" Camille said softly as she began to play the soft melody. "What I’ll do . . . ," Camille crooned softly.

Audrey’s heart pounded wildly as she debated whether she should remain by the piano or return to her seat at the bar. She finally convinced herself to move but her feet refused to cooperate. Camille’s electric blue eyes never broke contact with Audrey’s sparkling green ones. With each note Audrey sunk deeper into Camille’s electrifying gaze. As Camille finished the ballad, Audrey was certain that she was going to melt on the spot. "Thank you," Audrey whispered shyly.

"Any time," Camille replied softly as she took a sip of water.

Audrey blushed once again as she finally willed her body to move. Finding her way back to Martha, she sat down with a heavy sigh. "Now that was interesting," Martha teased her.

"Shut up," Audrey scolded her as she watched Camille play the piano. Her long fingers stroked each key tenderly. Audrey bit her lip as she watched those fingers work their magic. She couldn’t help but wonder what those fingers would feel like stroking her skin.

She sighed deeply, totally lost in her thoughts when Martha’s chuckle snapped her back to reality. "I’m sorry," she apologized in a dreamy tone. "So tell me about your niece Dee. Is she going to be all right?"

"I hope so," Martha responded in a heavy tone. "She wasn’t always like this. I honestly thought she was getting better. When she was a kid she was outgoing and loved life. Then she started to change. At first we just thought it was the stress of starting college. You just never think that someone close to you could suffer from a mental illness. We finally got her help. It seemed to take forever to find the right meds for her."

"A guy I knew in college went through something similar. The meds they had him on seemed to suck the life out of him," Audrey offered compassionately.

"Dee went through a lot of that," Martha explained. "This time was different; she seemed to be responding well."

"So now she goes back on her medication? And she’ll be okay?" Audrey said hopefully.

"It’s not that simple," Martha continued. "It’s not like taking an antibiotic. She’ll need to be sent back to the hospital so she can be monitored."

"I’m sorry, Martha," Audrey said tenderly.

"Well, it’s a long road. I just wish I could understand why she stopped taking her meds." Martha sighed deeply. "So what are you going to do about tall, dark, and lovely over there?" Martha taunted her as she nodded towards Camille.

"Well I . . . uhm . . I don’t know," Audrey stammered.

"What do you mean you don’t know?" Martha scoffed. "She seems to be very interested."

"You think so?" Audrey blushed.

"Are you blind?" Martha gasped. "Ask her out."

"Now?" Audrey stuttered as a sudden panic rushed through her.

"No, not now," Martha chastised her. "Maybe when she takes a break or after she finishes for the night."

"I don’t know." Audrey hesitated.

"Look, you didn’t come all the way down here just to stare at the girl," Martha pointed out. "Whatever you’re going to do, you should do it soon. A woman like that isn’t going to be available forever. She is single, isn’t she?"

"According to Steve she is," Audrey informed her eager friend.

"Then go for it," Martha instructed her firmly. "The worst thing that will happen is she’ll turn you down. But at least you‘ll have tried."

Audrey pondered her friend’s advice as they sat back and listened to the rest of Camille’s set. The evening wore on as Audrey’s mind tried to conjure up just the right words to ask Camille out. Before she realized it, Martha was yawning. "Why don’t you go," Audrey offered as she glanced at her watch, realizing that it was indeed very late.

"Goodnight," Martha agreed readily as she grabbed her coat. "Let me know what happens," she said as she hugged Audrey.

Audrey listened to Camille for another twenty minutes, trying to bolster her courage. She clapped politely as Camille finished for the evening and began to gather her belongings. Audrey chewed on her bottom lip nervously. "You better hurry," Kenny addressed her. "Camille usually just packs up and leaves right away."

Audrey could feel her heart beating wildly as she tried to will herself to stand up and walk over to Camille. She was just about to stand when she noticed the dark-haired woman approaching the bar. "Well, that’s a first," Kenny said from behind her. Audrey watched the woman’s graceful movements as she crossed the room.

"Kenny, can I have a glass of white zinfandel?" Camille requested as she turned towards Audrey. "And whatever the lady would like," she offered with a sweet smile.

"Thank you," Audrey responded with a smile of her own as she pushed her wine glass over.

They remained there just staring at one another as Kenny filled their order. "You’re very talented," Audrey finally managed to say.

"Thank you," Camille answered. The rich timber of her voice sent shivers up and down Audrey’s spine.

"You just seem to melt into your music," Audrey continued, hoping to work up the courage to ask this beautiful woman out.

"I love music. During the day I teach music at Warner Junior High," Camille explained as she slid some money over to Kenny who pushed it away. Camille curled her lip and glared at Kenny. The bartender simply stuck his tongue out at the musician. "So what do you do?" Camille inquired.

"I’m an accountant," Audrey answered with a shrug.

"Really?" Camille responded in a surprised tone. "Sorry, you just don’t look like an accountant."

"I don’t?" Audrey toyed with her.

"Well . . . uhm . . ." Camille blushed slightly as she tried to explain herself. "It’s just that you don’t look like the type to stay locked up in an office all day long pouring over numbers. You’re in such great shape."

"Thank you." Audrey laughed lightly. "It’s true. That part of my profession sucks but it has its up side as well. Like a steady paycheck." Camille raised her glass in agreement. "Would I be out of line if I offered to buy you another drink?"

"Not at all," Camille agreed.

"Last call, ladies," Kenny informed them.

"Perfect timing," Camille responded. "Another round, Kenny."

As Camille engaged in a friendly banter with the bartender, Audrey took the opportunity to allow her eyes to roam over Camille’s body. Audrey absently licked her lips in appreciation. There was something about Camille’s long legs and firm body that caused her body to tingle all over. As Camille turned back towards to her, Audrey quickly averted her gaze.

As Camille went to offer Kenny money, Audrey reached out quickly and grasped her hand. The warmth of Camille’s touch made her tremble slightly. "This one’s on me," Audrey said softly, her face flushing slightly as she spoke.

"Right," Camille responded smoothly. "You are so beautiful," Camille added, her blue eyes burning brightly.

Audrey looked away shyly as she paid for the drinks. "Sorry, I’m not usually this forward," Camille apologized. Once again Audrey could feel her body respond to the sound of Camille’s voice. This time her stomach clenched slightly and her nipples inexplicably hardened. "Normally I’m really quite shy," Camille continued.

"You’re shy?" Audrey blinked in surprise. "Why on earth would you be shy? I mean you are . . ." Audrey’s mind raced to come up with the perfect word to describe the goddess that stood before her. ". . . breathtaking," Audrey concluded as Camille smiled shyly in response.

Audrey realized that she was still holding Camille’s hand when she felt the taller woman’s thumb lightly brush the back of her hand. "You know it’s getting late," Audrey noted as Camille frowned slightly. "One of us better ask the other out or for a phone number or something before they throw us out of here," Audrey teased slightly, regretting that their time together was coming to an end. "Camille, would you like to go out with me sometime?"

"Yes," a husky voice responded.

"When?" Audrey pressed, feeling the fire building inside of her.

"Now," Camille confessed as her body leaned slightly closer to Audrey’s quivering form.

PART THREE

"It’s late. What did you have in mind?" Audrey’s mind was spinning as she spoke. Her smaller body leaned slightly closer to Camilla’s. Neither woman made amove to leave; they simply sat there holding hands as they sipped their wine. Audrey couldn’t understand the intense attraction and desire she was feeling with every fiber of her being. She also didn’t care. She simply didn’t want the moment to end. She would follow it wherever it led her.

They finished their wine and finally released one another’s hands. Audrey went to grab her coat from the barstool to find Camille holding it out for her. She smiled as she allowed Camille to help her on with her wool coat. She felt the warmth of the musician’s hands even through the heavy material. Her body instantly missed Camille’s touch as she put on her own coat and gathered up her bag filled with sheet music. Camille offered her hand once again. Audrey couldn’t resist placing her hand in Camille’s larger one and letting her lead her out of the bar.

Audrey wrapped her coat around her tightly. "Cold?" Camille asked in concern.

"A little," Audrey reluctantly admitted. Camille instantly wrapped her arms around her small body. "This is nice," Audrey murmured as she leaned into Camille’s body, taking in the scent of the taller woman’s perfume.

"Where would you like to go?" Camille asked as she nuzzled Audrey’s sensitive neck.

"Anywhere," Audrey squeaked out as she stifled the moan that threatened to escape.

Camille stepped away from her slightly while keeping one arm wrapped around Audrey’s waist. "I don’t live too far from here," Camille said shyly, unable to look Audrey in the eye. "Would you like to come over for coffee?"

"Yes," Audrey answered before she could stop herself. She knew in her heart that neither of them wanted coffee. Yet there was something about this woman that was driving her senses into complete overload. She was helpless to stop what was happening between them. And she doubted that she would if she could.

As they walked in silence their bodies brushed together and they shared innocent touches that served to stoke the fire that was steadily building within Audrey’s soul. The blonde could feel both hers and Camille’s breathing becoming ragged and she knew it wasn’t from the brisk stroll.

They entered Camille’s apartment and the musician offered to take Audrey’s coat. The blonde handed it over along with her thanks. As Camille hung up their garments, Audrey did a quick scan of the tiny apartment. She smiled as she noted that the space was far too small for more than one person. The thought of not being interrupted by any pesky roommates was very appealing at that moment.

Her eyes drifted across the room to find Camille standing nervously behind the sofa. She could see a tiny kitchen illuminated behind the taller woman. "So coffee?" Camille inquired in a shaky tone. Audrey could feel the heat from Camille’s body as she shook her head in a negative response.

"Do you want coffee?" Audrey inquired carefully as she crossed the room to stand in front of the other woman.

"No," Camille confessed in a husky tone.

"Good," Audrey responded in a sultry tone as she reached up and laced her fingers through Camille’s raven hair. Audrey was now standing so close to the tall musician that she could feel their hearts beating in unison. Through half open eyes she watched as Camille’s face drew closer to her own; she could feel Camille’s breath on her skin.

Their lips met shyly, brushing tenderly against each other. The feeling of Camille’s warm inviting lips washed away any fear or hesitation from Audrey. The accountant wrapped her arms around Camille’s body and drew her even closer to her. She reclaimed the musician’s lips eagerly, tasting them fully.

Camille’s hands roamed along her body feeling every inch of her. Audrey began to suck and nibble on Camille’s bottom lip. Audrey felt Camille’s lips parting slowly, inviting her in for exploration; it was an invitation that Audrey eagerly accepted. The blonde’s tongue slipped gently into Camille’s mouth, exploring the delightful warmth she discovered there. As Camille’s tongue greeted her own, they began a fiery duel for control.

Audrey was so lost in the sweet taste of Camille’s mouth she didn’t realize that she was pulling the taller woman’s black blazer off her body. It wasn’t until Camille’s hands left her body to assist her in removing the jacket that she realized she’d been undressing the woman.

The realization did nothing to defuse her actions. Audrey needed to touch this woman and nothing was going to dampen her desire, not even the nagging thought that they were moving to quickly. She moaned into Camille’s mouth as she felt the musician’s hands work their way up under the hem of her dress. Camille’s strong hands cupped her firm backside.

The musician’s touch sent a jolt through Audrey’s body. The small blonde thrust her body into Camille’s. Audrey was groping Camille with wild abandonment as she tugged her white silk top out of her black slacks. "Wait," Camille panted as they emerged from the kiss. Audrey was gasping for air as she laid her head against Camille’s heaving chest. "This is happening too fast," Camille choked out.

"I know," Audrey panted in agreement as the two women continued to cling to one another.

They stood there in silence as their hearts raced uncontrollably. Audrey’s hands still rested on the small of Camille’s back which was exposed since the blonde pulled her shirt out of her pants. Camille’s hands were still tucked up under Audrey’s dress resting comfortably on the blonde’s firm backside. Audrey listened to the rapid beating of Camille’s heart, knowing that she didn’t want to release this woman.

Audrey looked up to find Camille’s crystal blue eyes smiling down at her. All they had to do was let go of one another and calm down. The look in Camille’s eyes and the feel of her hot breath on Audrey’s skin made it impossible for the tiny accountant to do that. Camille leaned in, Audrey leaned up, and once again they found themselves locked in a fiery kiss.

Hands continued to roam and explore as Camille massaged Audrey’s cheeks. Audrey’s hands felt their way up Camille’s back and unclasped her bra. She felt the brunette’s skin respond to her touch as she allowed her fingers to drift along her exposed back.

Once again they broke away from the passionate kiss to breathe. Audrey began to kiss Camille’s neck as the taller woman moaned in pleasure. "Audrey, we really need to slow down," Camille pleaded as their bodies seemed to melt together.

"Okay," Audrey whimpered as she lowered her hands, feeling as much of the taller woman’s body as she could before she released her. Audrey felt as strange sense of loss as they stepped away from each other. "I don’t think I’ve ever been kissed like that," Audrey said in a breathy tone.

"Neither have I," Camille replied hoarsely as her eyes drifted over Audrey’s body. "It’s a good thing we stopped."

"Why is that?" Audrey wondered aloud as her eyes drank in Camille’s flushed features. Her emerald eyes drifted down to Camille’s full breasts that strained against her top.

"At this moment I haven’t a clue," Camille confessed as she offered her hand to Audrey.

It was all the encouragement Audrey needed; she took Camille by the hand, giving it a gentle squeeze as she accepted it. She stepped in closer to Camille who seemed to hesitate. "I know what I’m feeling," Audrey admitted before placing a tender kiss on Camille’s neck. "And I can feel what you are feeling," she added before placing another kiss slightly lower on Camille’s body. "And I don’t usually have sex on the first date, much less before the first date," Audrey continued as she began to kiss her way lower and lower, moving the material of Camille’s top so she could taste more of her skin.

Camille’s resolve melted away and the taller woman arched her body against Audrey as she ran her fingers through short blonde hair. "I want you," Camille growled out. Audrey looked up with pleading eyes. "I’m yours," she offered herself willingly.

Camille captured Audrey’s lips fiercely and their tongues engaged in another sensual duel. Audrey felt herself being led. She was unaware as to where Camille was guiding her until her back pressed against the wall.

Audrey was on fire as she pulled Camille’s blouse up and off her body. Just as quickly she removed Camille’s bra without bothering to even look at the garment. Audrey was speechless as she drank in the sight of Camille’s half naked body. She felt Camille’s hands move across her thighs and back up under the hem of her short dress.

With one hand Audrey clasped Camille’s strong back and with the other she lifted one of her firm full breasts to her eager mouth. She felt Camille grinding against her as she suckled the taller woman’s nipple. Her wetness grew as she teased it. Camille’s hands pulled down her pantyhose and underwear. Audrey was certain that she was going to pass out from the pleasure of Camille’s hands caressing exposed skin freely.

Audrey slipped her thigh between Camille’s legs and the two began to sway together in a sensual rhythm. Audrey continued to suckle Camille’s nipple as her hands found their way to the zipper on Camille’s slacks. As Camille’s fingers drifted closer to Audrey’s wetness, the blonde undid her pants and pulled them down her body.

They pressed their desire into one another’s body, each seeking to pleasure the other. Camille arched against Audrey once again. The movement granted Audrey the opportunity she desperately needed. Her mouth released Camille’s breast and her hands eagerly explored the taller woman’s body. She felt Camille’s exploration growing bolder as well.

Through their loose clothing, they felt their way to one another’s passion. Each woman moaned in ecstasy as their fingers dipped into each other’s wetness. Any clothing in the way was pulled up or down. Audrey couldn’t believe this was happening as she began to tease Camille’s throbbing clit. Her body arched against the wall as Camille’s fingers mirrored her own.

Fingers pressing against openings and mouths tasted hungrily. They opened themselves to the other as their thighs parted. Eager fingers entered as their tongues resumed their dance. Each moaned into the other’s mouth as their fingers plunged in and out.

Screaming out in pleasure, they climaxed in unison. Audrey clung to Camille who had collapsed against her. Finally their breathing calmed slightly. Camille placed a tender kiss on Audrey’s lips before stepping away. The blonde leaned against the wall as she watched Camille remove the clothing that was now pooled around her ankles. With a sly smile she knelt before Audrey.

The blonde looked down as Camille kissed her thighs before removing her shoes, pantyhose and underwear. Camille began to place lingering kisses on the inside of Audrey’s still trembling thighs. "Spend the night with me," Camille murmured against her skin.

"Yes," Audrey moaned in response.

Camille rose to stand before her. The woman was tall and seemed even taller as she stood before her naked. Once again Audrey accepted the musician’s hand. Camille led her to the bedroom where she stood behind her and began to kiss the back of her neck. "I know we rushed things," Camille said softly as she continued to kiss her.

"This is either going to be a great one night stand or a sweet memory to look back on in our golden years," Audrey murmured in agreement as Camille slowly unzipped her dress.

"I can’t wait to find out which," Camille whispered hotly in her ear as she began to lower Audrey’s dress off her shoulders.

Camille slowly removed the rest of Audrey’s clothing, kissing her newly exposed skin along the way. Audrey felt as if she was being worshipped as Camille lowered her slowly onto the bed. Camille climbed on top of the smaller woman; they moaned as their bodies met for first time free from all barriers. They kissed deeply as their hands caressed each other’s body.

Camille’s long hair tickled Audrey’s skin as the musician kissed her way down her body. She tingled with each brush of Camille’s lips. She felt her lover nestle herself between her thighs. Audrey wrapped her legs around Camille’s shoulders as the taller woman raised her backside. Camille’s breath caressed the inside of Audrey’s thighs before Camille tasted her lover for the first time.

Audrey gripped the bed covers beneath her as Camille slowly feasted upon her. Camille held the blonde tightly as her tongue explored all that she had to offer. Each time Audrey felt herself nearing the edge, Camille would slow her movements. "Please," Audrey finally whimpered in hungry desperation. Camille responded by capturing Audrey’s throbbing clit in her mouth. Audrey felt her world spinning out of control as Camille sucked her clit greedily into her mouth.

With each flicker of Camille’s talented tongue, Audrey felt the waves of ecstasy rush through her. Camille entered her lover with two fingers sending Audrey immediately over the edge. Audrey felt Camille’s mouth leave her as her fingers continued to pleasure her; her lover kissed her way up Audrey’s body.

Audrey looked up to see the brilliant blue gaze that filled her with renewed desire. Audrey’s hand felt its way down her lover’s long body. Her fingers felt alive as they reached Camille’s overwhelming passion. She teased Camille’s clit and once again she entered her lover. They rode each other’s hand as their fingers plunged in and out.

The room was filled with the sights and sounds of their passion. Camille screamed out Audrey’s name as she climaxed against her. Audrey followed quickly and once again they were clinging to one another. Once they recovered they climbed under the covers and curled up in one another’s embrace.

"So this doesn’t count as a first date?" Camille asked as she ran her fingers through Audrey’s hair.

"No." Audrey laughed.

"But I thought we agreed back at Vinnie’s that this was going to be a date?" Camille teased her. "Oh no. The boys are going to pressure me to find out what happened."

"I’m going to get the same from Martha." Audrey yawned.

"Can I ask what you were doing there last night?" Camille inquired.

"I was on a blind date," Audrey informed her.

"Oh?" Camille said with a frown.

"Trust me. I took one look at you and she didn’t stand a chance," Audrey supplied. "Besides, she was unstable."

"And I’m not?" Camille laughed.

"Not that unstable," Audrey informed her. "So where are we going on our first date?"

THE END

ROLL OF THE DICE

Disclaimers: Yes, I know who they look like, but it isn't them. The story and its characters are the sole possession of the author and may not be reproduced, posted, or sold without the author's permission. So there! If for any reason, real or imagined, you do not enjoy stories that depict a loving sexual relationship between two consenting adult women, do us all a favor and do not read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal for you to view such a material, then do me a favor and do not read this story until it is no longer a crime for you to do so. Why is it that they never asked trivia questions about Xena Warrior Princess on Jeopardy?

Thanks to my beta reader Joanne.

As always, this is for Heather.

Kerry rolled her shoulders in an effort to alleviate the tension that was steadily building. In the past years the junket to Las Vegas for the annual Consumer Electronics Show was a lot of fun. But that was before the economy and her relationship decided to take nosedives. This year it was a room full of desperate looking salesmen and designers trying to their level best not to look as if their jobs depended on the success of the new products. The truth was that for most of them their careers were indeed riding on whatever masterpiece they'd developed.

Kerry wasn't as worried as most. The educational software she'd developed was not only user-friendly but so was the cost. She had already confirmed orders with several elementary school systems; the trip was a success. But there were a few notable drawbacks. Larry and Charlie never seemed to leave her side and couldn't understand why she didn't want to go to a topless bar with them. She had no problem going to a strip show. She and Stacy had gone whenever her lover accompanied her. But now she and Stacy had called it a day and she didn't want to hang out with the men in plaid.

Charlie and Larry were sweet enough, but they really needed someone in their lives to tell them how to dress. It wasn't the first time Kerry considered designing software that would help the fashion-challenged computer geeks she worked with. The other thorn in her side was the boys' behavior. Despite the fact that they were well educated and probably two of the brightest minds in the country, they behaved like a pair of pimply-faced adolescents whenever they got out of the lab and got to play in a place like Las Vegas. Every time an attractive woman passed by she had to wonder if they'd ever seen a pair a breasts. Not that she'd seen that many up close since she was terminally shy. Her height didn't help much since she stood just under six feet tall.

She continued to explain the benefits of her new software to an elderly man from Comstock who was the principal of a private school. She pushed her wire-rimmed glasses up once again, cursing herself for not putting in her contacts. The older man, who was easily old enough to be her father, was flirting with her despite the fact he was sporting a wedding band. 'Ugh! What is it about this town?' she mentally groaned as she continued to outline the benefits of the software in a polite professional manner. In the past years she would simply shrug it off when someone flirted with her or treated her like a piece of meat. This year was the first time in a long time that she was single, and the unwanted attention was starting to get on her nerves.

When the man finally agreed to place an order, she thankfully turned him over to Brian, one of the salesmen. "I'm so glad that I'm going home tomorrow," she muttered to Charlie and Larry who were giggling.

"Oh come on, Kerry, I think he likes you," Larry teased.

"Knock it off, Larry," Charlie chastised him. Kerry was well aware that Charlie had had a crush on her for many years. Since he understood he didn't have a snowball's chance in hell, she could deal with it. "Why don't you come out with us tonight?" Charlie suggested hopefully.

"What are you two demons doing tonight?" Kerry asked as she started to fold up her materials, knowing her time at the booth was coming to an end.

"Tittie bar," Larry responded proudly.

"Larry!" Charlie gasped as he blushed.

"What? I've heard Kerry say that," Larry defended himself as he brushed what was left of his hair back.

"True, but it's different when you have a pair," Kerry teased both of them. "I'll pass on joining the two of you."

"Come on, Kerry," Larry pushed. "Don't lock yourself up in your room again tonight. We could go to a gay bar if you want."

"Huh?" Charlie squeaked.

"Charlie, she needs to get out," Larry explained. "Kerry, ever since you and Stacy broke up, your life is duller than ours."

"Hey!" Kerry fumed as both men pouted.

"It's true, Kerry," Charlie shyly confirmed.

"You said that you and Stacy split up because you both felt as if something was missing," Larry continued hesitantly. "You're not going to find what you're looking for by locking yourself up in your room."

Kerry could feel the anger swelling inside of her. The only thing that stopped her from thumping Larry upside his balding head was that she knew he was right. "I'm just not up to it. Plus I'm flying out in the afternoon," she grumbled. "You boys have fun tonight." She packed up the last of her belongings as the two men continued to pout. "If I change my mind, I'll call your cell," she added in hopes that they would stop giving her heart wrenching, injured puppy dog looks. They smiled. "I'm done for the night," she added before making her departure.

Later Kerry sat in her hotel room bored out of her mind. She'd read everything about gambling and watched all the infomercials on television. The mathematics of the whole process was fascinating to her analytical mind. Yet based on the odds and the inevitable outcome, she wondered why people would risk hard earned money on games designed to beat them. After she read and watched everything, she flipped through the channels on the television. Finding nothing of interest she read the room service menu, checked the escape route posted on her door, filed her nails, repacked her clothes, checked her airline tickets, and finally sat on her bed looking at the design on the ceiling.

After the boredom and Larry's words had driven her almost completely insane, she got up, showered, and changed into a pair of jeans and a simple white sleeveless T-shirt. She put in her contact lenses and headed down to the casino to find out what all the fuss was about. She took one hundred dollars down with her; that would effectively keep her from getting caught up in the mania. Not that she expected to be swept away. After doing the math she realized she would probably return to her room quickly minus the one hundred dollars.

She felt a slight thrill as she entered the hoopla of the casino. Stacy had never wanted to gamble, thinking it was a foolish waste of money. Instead they'd always gone to see Siegfried and Roy or went sight seeing and shopping. Every once in awhile they'd gone to a strip club. She made her way past the endless rows of slot machines, already thinking that they were a waste of time.

She decided to try games where the playing field was a little more level. She had studied the games in the book she found in her hotel room. She opted to start with blackjack. The rules and betting seemed simple enough. The one thing Kerry really enjoyed about Las Vegas was that she didn't stand out quite so much with all the leggy showgirls around. After a few hands of carefully played blackjack, studying her cards and weighing the odds much to the anger of her fellow players and the dealer, she had lost thirty dollars and she decided it was time to move on.

She turned to the roulette table, again because the rules and odds were simple. The excitement of the people surrounding her failed to get her into the mood as she lost yet another thirty dollars. She gathered up her remaining chips and contemplated going back to her room. Then Kerry noticed the crowd surrounding the craps table. She had studied the rules, but for the life of her she still couldn't grasp the way the game was played.

Kerry fiddled with her chips as she debated whether she should go over and watch the game in an effort to understand it better or simply cutting her losses and go back to her room. She was just about to head back to her room when she spotted a flash of golden hair at the craps table. Kerry moved over to the table to get a better look. Using her height, she managed to move in next to the petite blonde who was rolling the dice and losing.

Kerry's body tingled slightly as her shoulder brushed against the smaller woman. "Craps - a loser." There was a collective groan around the table as the blonde scowled.

"Sorry," Kerry apologized, fearing that the slight brush against the other woman had caused her to throw a bad roll.

"Not your fault," the blonde said with a smile that warmed Kerry's body. "I've been on a bad streak all night." Kerry simply nodded in understanding as her crystal blue eyes scanned the blonde's firm body. Kerry's stomach clenched as she took in the leather mini-skirt and the short top that revealed the blonde's firm abdomen.

"I've been having the same luck," Kerry quickly stammered out.

"Hey, are you going to roll the dice or talk?" a surly gentleman barked from behind Kerry.

"Why don't you give it a try?" the blonde encouraged her as she handed her the dice.

"Maybe I'll bring you luck," she encouraged her as their fingers brushed slightly.

"I'm not sure what to do," Kerry managed to choke out as her mouth went suddenly dry.

"I'll show you everything," the blonde responded with a slight purr.

Unable to form a complete sentence, Kerry simply nodded in response and placed a bet down. The blonde caressed her hand as the stickman called out that there was a new shooter. Kerry blew out a heavy breath and she shook the dice furiously before letting them fly across the green felt table. She wasn't able to focus on what happened to the dice; her attention remained on the pair of emerald eyes staring up at her.

"Seven - a winner," the stickman called out as everyone cheered.

"What?" Kerry blinked in surprise as the blonde's hand caressed the small of her back.

"I guess your luck is changing," the blonde complimented her. "Let it ride."

"Okay," Kerry mumbled in agreement as she accepted the dice once again, knowing that she would agree to anything the smaller woman suggested at that moment.

The blonde continued to caress Kerry's back as she once again tossed the dice down the length of the table. Once again she was a winner and the crowd cheered. "Let it ride," the blonde instructed her once again; her caresses grew slightly bolder as her hands drifted down to Kerry's firm backside. The tall brunette swallowed hard and her palms began to sweat. She shook the dice furiously and once again cast them down the table. She won once again; she was rewarded with enthusiastic cheers and the feel of her new companion's free arm wrapping around her waist.

"Looks like you got yourself a real good luck charm," the surly man congratulated her.

"Yeah, I guess I do," Kerry agreed as she stared deeply into the blonde's smoky green eyes. "So, my little good luck charm, what should I do now?"

"Let it ride," the blonde repeated with sly smile.

Kerry leaned slightly closer to the blonde; she fought to keep the dice from slipping from her grasp since her hands were sweaty and shaking. She tossed the dice and won once again. Kerry was lightheaded from the sight of her growing stack of chips and the feel of the blonde's hand caressing her backside while her other hand drifted to her thigh.

Kerry's knees threatened to buckle as her winnings continued to increase and the blonde's caresses grew even bolder. Caught up in the thrill of winning and the excitement of the crowd rooting her on, she continued to play. When someone shouted that her good luck charm should blow on the new dice she'd been handed, the tall brunette uncharacteristically held the red cubes out to the blonde. The smaller woman blew a warm breath across her palm and then grazed her fingers gently with soft lips. Kerry threw the dice without looking, as her focus remained captured by a fiery gaze.

Kerry was confused when she won. "What does that mean 'I won the hard way'?" she asked her good luck charm.

"I'll explain it to you later," the blonde offered in a breathy tone.

Kerry's lower anatomy pulsated with desire at the promising tone. "Should I keep going?" Her voice quavered as she spoke.

"Yes," her good luck charm encouraged her as her small hand slipped between Kerry's quivering thighs.

Kerry stifled the deep moan that threatened to escape as she tossed the dice once again. As the red cubes tumbled down the green felt table, she felt her good luck charm cup her mound. Kerry wrapped her arm around the blonde's shoulder in an effort to remain standing. The blonde leaned into her touch as she won another large stack of chips.

The blonde once again blew on her dice and kissed her long fingers; this time her tongue teased the back of Kerry's hand. The tall brunette tossed the dice and her other hand drifted down the blonde's back. She won again and the crowd went crazy. The sounds of excitement that surrounded her were lost as her good luck charm began to grind the heel of her hand against Kerry's throbbing clit.

Kerry's nipples hardened as her excitement grew. Her body was pulsating with need and her wetness soaked through her underwear. The excitement was overwhelming her normally reserved personality as she ran her hand up under the cool leather of the blonde's skirt. Kerry gasped slightly as she felt the silk of her companion's panties. As Kerry rolled the dice one more time she wondered how much longer she'd be able to control the passion raging inside her.

The blonde pressed her body closer and her hands grew more insistent. She reached up to cup Kerry's face and drew her down to her own as she won once again. "One more roll and then it's time for you to collect your winnings." Her hot breath caressed Kerry's skin as she spoke. The brunette's eyes drifted to the pair of full lips that were dangerously close. Kerry parted her lips to respond. Words failed her as the blonde's hand increased its rhythm.

Kerry didn't look as she rolled the dice one last time and her good luck charm captured her lips in a fiery kiss. She moaned as the blonde parted her lips with her tongue and invaded the warmth of her mouth. Kerry's fingers dipped shyly beneath the stranger's panties while the blonde's hand teased her clit urgently. "A winner!" was called out and the room erupted. Kerry didn't notice at first since she was too involved with exploring the warmth of her good luck charm's mouth. Both women were breathless when the kiss reluctantly came to an end. "You won again," the blonde stated as they stepped slightly away from each other.

"Yes, I did," Kerry panted in response.

The crowd was chanting, encouraging the weak-kneed Kerry to continue playing. "Time to collect your winnings," the blonde instructed her as she took the dice from her trembling hands and passed them off. They collected the sizeable stacks of chips and carefully carried them over to the cashier's window. Kerry's excitement and concern grew as the cashier counted her winnings.

"Are you staying at the hotel?" the blonde inquired as she wrapped her arm around Kerry's waist.

"Yes," Kerry squeaked out.

"You need to fill this out," the cashier instructed her as she slid a form through the slot.

"What's this?" Kerry asked in confusion as she looked over the document.

"It's for the IRS," the cashier explained in a bored tone. "Just fill it out and I'll get you a check."

Both she and the blonde blinked in surprise. "How much did I win?" Kerry asked as she began to fill out the form.

"Twenty-six thousand four hundred seventy-five dollars," the cashier explained in the same bored manner.

"Whoa!" Kerry choked as the blonde looked at her watch.

"You were playing for almost two hours," she exclaimed in surprise.

"I wasn't paying attention," Kerry confessed with a slight blush as she slid the document over to the cashier.

"Neither was I." The blonde smiled in response as her emerald eyes roamed across Kerry's body. "I'm Leigh," she offered as she wrapped her arms around Kerry's waist.

"I'm Kerry," the brunette responded. She chuckled lightly when she realized they hadn't bothered to exchange names. "Nice to meet you, Leigh," Kerry responded softly as she began to caress the blonde's shoulders.

The tall brunette's mind went blank and her body trembled from the feel of Leigh's body pressed against her own. Once again Leigh reached up and captured Kerry's face in her small hands and drew her closer. Kerry moaned as Leigh reclaimed her lips with a soft sensual kiss. Her hands began to roam along Leigh's body as the kiss deepened. The sound of the cashier clearing her throat brought the promising kiss to an end.

Kerry snatched up the check as Leigh took her by the hand and captured her in a smoky gaze. Kerry swallowed hard as Leigh led her away from the crowded cashier's window. Neither woman spoke as they walked out of the casino and headed across the hotel lobby towards the elevators. Kerry caressed the back of Leigh's hand with her thumb. As they stepped into the elevator Kerry dismissed the fleeting thought that said this wasn't such a good idea. One look at her smiling companion completely washed away all her fears. Kerry pushed the button for her floor.

Kerry released a soft moan as Leigh wrapped her arms around her body and guided her to the back of the empty elevator. Leigh began to softly kiss Kerry's neck as the brunette ran her hands down the blonde's back. Leigh's lips began to descend further down Kerry's neck as the brunette slipped her hands up under the blonde's skirt.

As Kerry cupped Leigh's backside, she felt a rush of desire that she hadn't experienced in a very long time. Leigh began to suckle her aching nipple through the cotton material of her shirt. Kerry released a hiss as her head fell back. As the elevator continued to rise, Leigh suckled her nipple harder while Kerry lowered the blonde's underwear.

Kerry's body arched. She ran her fingers along the firm flesh of Leigh's backside while the blonde tugged the brunette's shirt out of her jeans. Leigh's hips thrust against her as Kerry groped her firm flesh. "God, you're so beautiful," Leigh groaned as she slipped her hands up under Kerry's shirt.

Leigh cupped Kerry's breasts as the brunette felt the blonde's desire coat her fingers. Leigh caressed her breasts as she ground her body into Kerry's. Both women were panting with needy desire as the loud ping announced that the elevator doors would be opening. They adjusted their clothing before departing the elevator. Kerry's heart was racing as she felt Leigh's presence following close behind her.

Leigh snuggled against Kerry's body from behind as the tall brunette fumbled with the keycard to her hotel room. Her hands trembled as she slipped the card into the lock and Leigh caressed her body. Thankfully Kerry finally managed to open the door; she stepped aside and allowed her small blonde friend to enter her room.

Kerry felt feverish as she closed the door behind them. This was possibly the most rash and exciting thing she'd ever done in her life. "You know, I've never gambled before," she said as she watched Leigh sit down on the bed.

"This really was your lucky night then," Leigh offered softly as she beckoned her closer with a wave of her finger.

A sudden wave of shyness rushed over the tall brunette as she slowly approached the bed. Leigh's smile grew broader as she pushed aside Kerry's suitcase, which had been resting on top of the bed. "Leaving soon?" Leigh inquired as she leaned back and watched Kerry's approach. Kerry's body quivered from the hungry look she was receiving.

"I'm flying out tomorrow afternoon," Kerry explained as she stood before the attractive blonde.

"I'm flying out in the morning," Leigh said as Kerry knelt before her.

"Too bad we didn't meet sooner," Kerry offered as she ran her hands up along the soft stockings Leigh was wearing. Her hands continued up until she was fondling the straps of the black garter belts that were holding the stockings in place.

"I'm only in town for tonight," Leigh responded softly as Kerry unhooked the snaps of her garter belt.

"I guess it really is my lucky night," Kerry responded as the blonde kicked off her high heels. The brunette slowly rolled down one of the black stockings, her fingers enjoying the feel of the blonde's skin responding to her touch.

"Mine too," Leigh whispered as Kerry tossed her stocking across the room. Then the brunette repeated the slow sensual action as she removed the other stocking.

Kerry lowered her head and began to kiss Leigh's thighs as the blonde whimpered. Leigh ran her fingers through Kerry's long dark hair. The scent of Leigh's desire invaded Kerry's senses as she continued to kiss her thighs while lifting her leather mini-skirt higher.

She could feel her lover's body lie back on the bed as she trembled. "I want you, Kerry," Leigh pleaded as Kerry traced the inside of her thighs with her tongue. Kerry slipped her hands beneath Leigh's body and undid the zipper on her skirt. The scent of Leigh's arousal and the scent of leather were driving Kerry insane with desire. The need to touch and be touched by this blonde-haired beauty was her only thought as she lifted her head.

Leigh raised her body and stared deeply into Kerry's eyes. There was no mistaking the look of pure lust in the small blonde's fiery green eyes. Kerry stood slowly, never breaking eye contact with her lover as she removed her shoes and lowered herself into Leigh's warm embrace. Leigh lowered her body back onto the bed, pulling Kerry down along with her.

Kerry reclaimed Leigh's lips, the kiss instantly igniting with unbridled passion. She felt Leigh's hands pulling her shirt up as Kerry cupped the blonde's breast and explored her mouth with her tongue. Kerry was panting as she broke away from the kiss and raised her body. Leigh climbed up and straddled her lap while she urgently pulled the brunette's shirt up and off her body.

Leigh began to suckle Kerry's neck as she reached around the brunette and unclasped her bra. Kerry's clit was throbbing as her bra was removed and Leigh's hips thrust against her body. She ran her fingers through Leigh's long blonde hair as her lover captured her nipple in her mouth. Kerry cried out as Leigh teased her aching nipple with her teeth and her tongue. Kerry arched her back in an effort to offer more of herself to her lover.

Kerry's body was on fire as her hands drifted down Leigh's body and began to pull the blonde's shirt up. The blonde reluctantly released Kerry's breast from the warmth of her mouth and allowed the brunette to remove her top, which was quickly followed by her bra. They shifted to a more comfortable position as they caressed one another's breasts. They exchanged promising kisses that quickly deepened.

They pinched and teased each other's nipples while their tongues engaged in a sensual duel. The need to feel more of her lover's body overwhelmed Kerry as she lowered the blonde down onto the bed. Both women were gasping for air as the kiss came to an end. Kerry rolled her lover over onto her stomach. She ran her fingers across the exposed skin of her lover's back, smiling as she felt tiny goose bumps emerge wherever she touched Leigh.

Leigh's body squirmed beneath her as her touch drifted lower and she caressed the blonde's leather-clad hips. Kerry slowly removed Leigh's skirt. She then slowly removed the blonde's garter belt and black silk panties and cast them aside. Then she kissed her way up Leigh's body as her lover murmured in pleasure.

She lifted her lover's hips as she kissed her firm round cheeks. Leigh rose up on her hands and knees and parted her thighs as Kerry's tongue dipped into her wetness. She feasted upon her lover's wetness as Leigh's hips swayed, inviting Kerry to explore her completely. Kerry accepted the invitation eagerly as she plunged her tongue deep inside Leigh's center. The blonde's hips bucked in response as Kerry plunged in and out of her.

The brunette could feel the walls of her lover's center tighten around her tongue. Leigh whimpered as Kerry removed her tongue from deep inside of her and began to lick her desire from the blonde's quivering thighs. Kerry knelt behind her lover and ran her hands along her firm backside. Leigh released small gasps of pleasure as Kerry's hands drifted lower and lower. Kerry glided her fingers along Leigh's slick folds, savoring the feel of the blonde's desire caressing each finger.

Leigh parted her thighs even further as her hips swayed. Kerry leaned closer, pressing two fingers against the opening of Leigh's wet warm center as her nipples brushed across the blonde's back. "Oh yes," the blonde moaned as Kerry entered her. Kerry filled her lover as Leigh's hips bucked once again with urgency. Kerry wiggled her long fingers inside her lover before slowly gliding in and out of her.

Kerry's pulse was racing and the rhythm of her touch grew wild. Leigh's hips thrust in unison as Kerry filled her completely. Kerry could feel her lover's body shaking as she neared the edge. She pressed her long body against Leigh's quivering form. Enjoying the feel of their bodies rocking wildly against each other, Kerry took her lover harder. Leigh cried out as her body convulsed against Kerry's touch.

Leigh collapsed as her body exploded in ecstasy. Kerry waited until she felt her lover's tremors ease before slipping from her center. Leigh rolled over and pulled Kerry down to her, capturing her eager lips with her own. Kerry moaned as Leigh unzipped and lowered her blue jeans. The brunette allowed her lover to roll her over onto her back. As Leigh hovered above her, Kerry caressed her breast.

Kerry's body was on fire as Leigh began to kiss her way slowly down her neck. Leigh kissed the valley between her breasts before her mouth moved to the swell of her breasts. Leigh teased Kerry's nipples with her tongue before suckling one of the erect buds in the warmth of her mouth. Kerry's body arched as Leigh feasted upon one nipple while she teased its twin with her nimble fingers.

Kerry's hips thrust with need as Leigh's mouth and fingers moved from one breast to the other and then back again. The brunette was lost in the feel of Leigh's mouth teasing her as her naked body covered her. Leigh's mouth moved further down her body and Kerry trembled from her touch. "This really is your lucky night," Leigh promised against her quivering skin. "Because I'm going to make love to you until you beg me to stop."

Kerry released a whimper of desire at Leigh's sultry promise and the feel of her jeans being pushed further down her body. Leigh kissed her body as her skin was exposed. She could hear Leigh's soft murmurs of pleasure as she removed Kerry's jeans and then her underwear, tossing the garments across the room. Kerry clutched at the bed covers as her lover's tongue ran up her long legs.

Kerry parted her thighs as Leigh nestled her body between her legs. Kerry's entire body pulsated with desire as Leigh's mouth caressed the inside of her thighs. "Please," Kerry begged her lover who blew a warm breath through her damp dark curls. She draped her legs over her lover's body as Leigh parted her swollen lips and dipped her tongue into her wetness. Kerry cried out as she felt Leigh's tongue running slowly down along her sex.

As Leigh suckled her throbbing clit in the warmth of her mouth, Kerry pleaded with her lover to grant her the release her body craved. Leigh's response was to tease her clit with her teeth and her tongue. Kerry cried out as she climaxed against her lover's mouth. Leigh continued to pleasure her as Kerry's body rocked against her. Soon the brunette's body exploded once again.

Kerry wiggled out from underneath her lover and wrapped her in her arms. They began to exchange passionate kisses as their bodies melted together. Kerry was lost in the feel of Leigh's nipples brushing against her own as their clits caressed one another. They fondled one another as they rocked against each other with a desperate aching need. They screamed into the warmth of the other's mouth as they climaxed together.

Kerry gave in to the need for more as they teased each other's clit. Both women teased the other as they straddled each other's thigh. The dark hotel room was filled with the sounds of their passion as they plunged in and out of the other's wetness. Kerry felt her body moving in unison with her lover's as they clung to one another. They exploded once again in unison before collapsing together.

Kerry fought to control her breathing as Leigh began to caress her once again. Kerry returned her lover's caresses as they slowly explored each other's body. Kerry felt alive as they made love slowly until she was sated and spent and begging Leigh to stop. The blonde kissed her deeply as she curled up in her warm embrace and the two drifted off to sleep.

Kerry was awakened a short time later to find Leigh scrambling around the room, trying to find her clothes. "Morning," the blonde greeted her with a smile as she climbed up onto the bed and kissed the exhausted brunette.

"Leaving?" Kerry asked in confusion as Leigh pulled herself off the bed and continued dressing.

"I'm going to miss my flight if I don't go now," Leigh grumbled with a hint of disappointment.

"Catch a later one," Kerry reasoned as she climbed out of bed and wrapped a sheet around her body.

"Can't," Leigh sighed as she made her way to the door.

Kerry wrapped the sheet tighter around her body as she stumbled to the door. She opened the door and leaned against the door jam. "Uhm . . . ," she stammered, uncertain what she should say after spending the night making love to this beautiful stranger who was smiling up at her.

"Thank you," Leigh whispered as she reached up and caressed Kerry's face. She pulled Kerry down and captured her in a soft sensual kiss that left Kerry breathless. "Perhaps your luck will hold out and we'll see one another again," Leigh said softly before leaving the stunned Kerry standing in the doorway. Kerry watched the blonde make her way quickly down the hallway. She turned to find Larry and Charlie staring at her with shocked expressions.

"Hey boys," she gloated before retreating back into her hotel room.

Once Kerry looked at the rumpled bedding, her heart dropped. "Damn! Why didn't I get her number or email address?" she berated herself. Her eyes widened in surprise when something on the nightstand caught her attention. She shuffled over to find her airline ticket sitting there. "I didn't leave this out," she noted with a slight sense of dread. She looked around to find everything else where she'd left it.

Later that day Kerry boarded her connection in Chicago, threatening Charlie and Larry so they'd stop asking her about the previous evening. She reclined in her seat, thankful that the boys were seated several rows behind her. She put on her sunglasses and yawned heavily. She didn't listen to the preflight instructions. Kerry leaned her head back and tried to catch some much needed sleep. She did buckle her seatbelt and kept her eyes closed as the plane took off. The beeping sounds and the captain's voice informed her that they were in the air and heading back east. She kept her eyes closed as she unsnapped her seatbelt.

Kerry could hear the busy airline attendants taking care of her fellow travelers. 'If I just keep my sunglasses on and my eyes shut, maybe they'll just let me sleep,' she pondered as she thanked her good fortune that no one was seated next to her.

"Excuse me, Miss; would you like a beverage?" a familiar voice whispered hotly in her ear.

Kerry's body stiffened. She ripped her sunglasses from her face and found a flight attendant grinning at her. "Leigh?" she choked out as the blonde winked at her.

"So tell me, is Boston your final destination?" Leigh inquired hopefully.

"Yes," Kerry responded with a brilliant smile.

"Mine too," Leigh answered softly. "Of course, I had to do a lot of bargaining to get on the same flight as you."

"My ticket," Kerry said, suddenly understanding. "Good thing I was traveling on the airline you work for."

"It seems your lucky streak is still running hot," Leigh teased her as she leaned closer to Kerry. "Tell me, Kerry, are you familiar with the Mile High Club?"

Kerry's body filled with renewed desire as Leigh caressed her arm. "I'll be back later," the blonde whispered before leaving.

"This is my lucky day," Kerry said with a sly smirk.

The End.