Lyne awoke lying face up on a platform, her head still foggy from alcohol. A beautiful woman circled the platform wearing a tattered red dress, its bodice was red and black with golden accents. The woman had black hair and crimson eyes. Lyne instantly recognized the woman from her previous dreams and sat straight up with fear rushing to her spine. Lyne tried to speak but the woman walked up to her and put her fingers on Lyne’s lips. Lyne’s eyes widened terrified and aroused at the same time. The woman smiled at her response, seemingly enjoying the fear in Lyne's eyes. ”tsk. Tsk. Tsk... you’ve been a bad girl” she scolded while caressing Lyne's legs.
At the woman's touch, Lyne's fear subsided and was replaced by overwhelming desire. The woman saw the lust in Lyne’s eyes and gave Lyne a satisfied smile. “Good girl,” she said. She reached over and traced Lyne’s jaw, stopping at Lyne's chin, and pulled her in for a kiss. Her lips were soft and warm, sending heat to Lyne's core. The woman deepened the kiss, intoxicating Lyne completely. Lyne's thoughts were swirling around her brain like soup. “This is a dream,” she thought to herself. The woman kissed her neck while moving her hand up Lyne’s legs and caressed her thigh.
Lyne gasped as the woman worked her way up Lyne's thigh, caressing her underneath her nightgown. Lyne felt pleasure pour through her body, she arched her back and let out a moan. The woman gave a satisfied smile and then inserted her fingers inside Lyne. Lyne gasped, followed by an excited moan. The woman continued to kiss her neck while working Lyne to orgasm. The woman leaned forward and excitedly whispered in Lyne’s ear, “Good girl, now release me” Waves of pleasure came over Lyne while her body excitedly bucked and screams of pleasure escaped her mouth. The woman passionately kissed Lyne as her orgasm peaked.
Afterward, the woman sat away from Lyne as if she was expecting something to happen. The confident, satisfied look on her face faded, and her crimson eyes grew darker. Disappointment strung across her face. Lyne noticed the room’s atmosphere change. Lyne’s fear crept into her, contrasting with the intense desire that she felt a moment before. The woman looked confused and frustrated. She got up and paced around the pedestal engulfed in anger, madly talking to herself. Gathering her awareness, Lyne stood up from the pedestal, squaring her shoulders, and shoulders she said, “What are you!?” The woman turned on Lyne, her eyes blazing with anger.
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I snapped awake gasping for air. the image of the woman's blazing eyes was still in my mind. It was just a dream I told myself. I had trouble shaking this unsettling feeling that something was wrong. I decided that it would be best to take a quick shower to refresh myself for the day. Luckily, I wasn't feeling much of a hangover. I pulled myself out of bed and made my way to the shower. My muscles were sore from carrying Tammy last night. She's tiny but dense, I thought to myself.
I finished washing up, threw on a comfy pair of jeans and a T-shirt, and headed to the kitchen to fix a pot of coffee. After I started the coffee, I went to check on Tammy to see if she was still awake. She was sitting up in bed with her hair wild around her head. "Good morning sleeping beauty," I said. "F**k you!", she responded, detecting my obvious sarcasm. "Now Tammy, is that a way to respond to your knight and shining armor?" I joked back. She picked up her pillow and flung it at the door. It missed me by a mile, but I pretended to dodge. "Good grief, I will have some coffee in the kitchen whenever you are ready." She forced a smile and said she would be down in a few.
I went back downstairs and made myself a cup of coffee and some toast. A few minutes later Tammy shuffled downstairs, "What happened last night? I feel like I got run over by a train." That surprised me. We had pretty much the same amount to drink and although Tammy is tiny, she's always been better at holding her liquor than me. "You don't remember?" I asked. "No all I remember is getting dinner with you, sitting at the bar chatting, then I woke up.... you don't think I drank too much do you?" I looked at her in shock. "Tammy, do you think anyone put anything in your drink?" She thought about it for a minute, but she said that she truly didn't know everything was just blank. I went over the details of the evening, including finding her on the bathroom floor and me and Tyler taking her home. "So, none of that jogs any memories?" I asked. "Not one," she said.
She looked concerned and then sighed. "I'm so glad you were there with me, anyone else would have left with the cute boy, especially considering how long it's been since you've gotten any" I blushed, and she laughed. I was glad I was there too. I couldn't imagine what would have happened to her if I hadn't. Tammy went outside to smoke because I didn't like the smell in my house. While I loaded the dishwasher, she came right back in." Lynne, I thought you said that cute boy gave us a ride home" "Yes he did", I agreed. She looked confused and pointed out of the kitchen window "Then how did you get into the driveway?" I looked out the window and my shiny black Camero was sitting in its usual spot as if it had never left. "Ugh, I don't know," I said as we made our way outside and sure enough, my black Camero was sitting outside with a note on the windshield wiper. The note read:
Went for a joyride.
Hope you don't mind.
PS: my number is 913-407-5986
Tammy whistled, impressed by his bravado. "He drove my car!?" I exclaimed. Tammy rolled her eyes while I walked around and checked for scratches. After adjusting my seat and mirrors, I started my car. "He filled my tank". Tammy smiled. "Well, that's a keeper". I shot her a death stare. She knows how protective I am about my car; she's my best friend and I would never let her touch my car. She laughed "Lyne, it's fine, you didn't have to pay for an Uber to come out here, and he topped off your tank.