(Continued from The Norwegians – Part 5)
When she heard the click of a door closing behind them Jessica sat bolt upright. “Does she live here?” she asked wide-eyed.
Angie was distracted by the girl’s round breasts jumping as the breathed the words. Her nipples had softened from the tiny bullets they were earlier which made them even more succulent. All she wanted to do was put one of them in her mouth and Angie usually got exactly what she wanted. But, with some effort, she held back in a rare display of self-control.
“No-she stays here from time to time.” Her blonde locks flicked lightly as she nodded in the direction Toni had left. “In the guest room. One of them anyway.”
Jessica relaxed a little. “Are you guys….” She stuck on the word and shuffled the cards looking for the right one. Angie moved imperceptibly closer drawn at the moment by the soft skin between Jess’ firm round girls. She could almost feel the cleavage with her mind’s tongue.
“I was gonna say ‘together’….”
“That’s a nothing word-what’s that even mean?”
Impulsively Jessica reached over and poked Angie in the arm. “You know what I mean.”
“Poking now, are we?” Angie in turn reached out and poked her in the arm. Then Jessica, then Angie again-but before Jessica could reach across again, she saw the fire in the blonde’s eyes and the direction of her gaze. She dropped her defenses, if that’s what you can call the threat of an aggravated poke in the arm, and leaned backward slightly-offering.
Angie gently touched her left breast and softly nudged the nipple with her thumb. It stiffened immediately. Jess let the hand loll there and closed her eyes enjoying the touch.
“So you guys….” Jess began.
“Jesus” Angie sighed, feigning aggravation. “I’ve known her since I was six”, she answered without answering the question.
“Huh” said Jessica. “At least she grew since then”.
“Oh-a short joke!”
Angie released her breast and poked her in the arm again, an attack that was answered in kind. They were giggling like schoolgirls in a pillow fight until Angie snatched Jessica’s nipple again-this time with a twinkle in her eyes that foretold something more than a fondle.
“Rat? Who says Rat?”
“Don’t. You. Do. It”, Jessica said looking down at the fingers pinching her nipple.
“You have a bottom made for spanking, girl.”
Their eyes met and in an instant settled into an understanding that there was no need to rush. What had begun this afternoon would continue.
“Ahhh…” Angie released the nipple. “Ok for now, then. Are you hungry?”
“I can tell you are.”
“Go jump in the shower-or at least wipe my cum off your face.” Jessica’s hand leapt to her face. “Just kidding-leave it. Or I’ll lick it off.”
Jessica unwound her legs and stood. “Give me ten minutes”, she said before impulsively reaching down to kiss Angie on the cheek. She watched her go seeing no evidence of the spanking but a thin wrinkle across her butt from the seam of the couch. She imagined running her tongue over it.
(To Be Continued…)