Episode 23 - Strangers in the Night
Midge flew out of bed and braced her back against the wall. The room was dark and out of her interrupted slumber she was disorientated.
'Hi, darling,' a smooth voice said in the dark. Midge recognised it instantly.
'Laura, what the fuck are you doing here?' she screamed.
'I thought I'd surprise you.'
Midge managed to find the bedside lamp and by the time her eyes adjusted to the glare of the globe, Laura had peeled off her clothes and draped herself across the bed.
'Fuck, Laura, you scared the shit out of me. How the hell did you get in?' Midge demanded.
'With my key.' she stated simply. Laura crawled along the bed towards Midge on all fours , 'C'mere, baby. I've missed you.'
Midge's heart was still pounding but she had enough of her wits about her to notice that Laura was still very tasty. She had grown her hair long and its amber hues shone in the glow of the bedside lamp. Midge began to feel uncomfortable with the yearning that grew low in her belly. She grabbed her bathrobe and pulled the belt tight around her.
'Get dressed, Laura. Then get out. I don't want anything to do with you.' Midge croaked. Her mouth was as dry as sandpaper.
Laura lay back against the bed head and began to twirl her fingers idly through her pubic hair.
'Are you sure about that, honey? You're eyes tell me otherwise.' she purred.
Midge's eyeballs were almost popping out of her skull. She edged herself along the wall towards the door, keeping as much distance between them as she could. Laura laughed,
'I don't bite, Midge. Not unless you want me to.'
Midge got her hand around the door knob and started to turn it. Laura bounded off the bed like a panther and held the door shut, then began to undo the robe with her free hand. Midge began to protest and Laura silenced her with a deep, urgent kiss. The bath robe fell to the floor.
A million thoughts spun around in Midge's mind; the pain, the longing that Laura had caused her but regardless she was putty in her ex lover's hands. And those hands were now touching her in places that hadn't been touched in a long time...at least not by anyone else. Midge groaned and gave way to the primal desire that she had yearned for so long.
She wrapped her arms about Laura's long neck and lifted her smaller frame towards her. Laura's fingers explored, parted and delved. Midge cried out loud and her legs began to quiver. She held on to Laura, not so much out of desire, but to keep herself standing upright. Her legs felt like jelly.
Laura expertly fondled, dipped and stroked the silky velvet center of Midge. She nibbled on her ear, which she knew Midge loved, whispering how much she had missed this. Midge wished she would shut up. The sound of Laura's voice evoked that horrid logical conscience that threatened to break the spell.
Laura began nipping on Midge's shoulders, throat and down to her nipples that were standing at attention. With each tiny bite, electric tingles coursed through her body. Laura's tongue tickled her skin and circled her belly button. Midge grabbed handfuls of that great red mane and guided her closer to where she wanted Laura. She threw a leg over Laura's shoulder, who was now on her knees. The first touch brought a wave that caused her to cry out in ecstacy and she ground her crotch into Laura's face, her hips bucking spasmodically.
Within seconds it was over, and Midge fell to the floor, her other leg unable to support her, panting and sweating. Laura lay her head on her lover's chest, listening to the heart beating furiously. She waited until Midge's breathing returned to a more normal rhythm.
'My, but it has been a long time hasn't it? You went off like a rocket. I thought you were going to break my nose.' she giggled. Midge raised an eyebrow. Laura had always been a good lover but her after-sex romancing left a lot to be desired. Her conscience awakened.
'Charming,' she said and crawled out from under Laura. All feeling had gone from her legs so she dragged herself up onto the bed. She pulled the sheet about her and stared unbelievingly at Laura, who lay on her side, supporting her head in one hand, grinning like a Cheshire cat.
'Want a cuppa?' Midge asked, not knowing what else to say. Laura frowned, then regained her seductress composure,
'No, I want you.' Laura whispered. She held out her hand to her.
Midge considered this for a moment,
'Nup, I'm finished.' she said casually. Laura sat up looking incredulously at Midge,
'You're kidding aren't you? It's my turn!' she demanded. Midge felt smug satisfaction.
Revenge shall be mine! she thought. She yawned.
'Nope, I'm all done. You can have a quick coffee if you want but then you'll have to leave. I have an early start.' she said, pointing to the clock. Laura's green eyes slitted and her mouth twisted.
'You fucking cunt!' she seethed.
'I take it that you don't want coffee? Well then, you know your way out. Don't let the door hit you in the arse.' she said sweetly. Midge saw murder in her eyes and for a moment when Laura didn't move she began to get a little scared. Laura had a psychopathic streak in her. But rather than back down and lose her upperhand, she played her trump card;
'Oh, did you want a little something for your troubles?' She reached for her wallet on the bedside table. Laura screached every curse Midge had ever heard...and a few she hadn't. Laura pulled on her clothes, ranting and raving and with shoes in hand, stormed out of the apartment.
Midge didn't move until she heard the door slam, then ran to it and slipped on the security chain. She let out a pent up sigh of relief, did a little dance and high fived herself.
She skipped to the kitchen and made herself a sandwhich. Sex always made her hungry.
to be continued... |
