Lucy's Boo

Chapter 15

In most situations, all of this would be entirely weird and awkward. Maybe it's the alcohol. Maybe it's me being comfortable with myself. The idea that I am making out with one of my very best friends has me swimming.

I can rate her about a solid 8 on kissing. Me personally, I am not about all the extra tongue action. I pull away from her a little.

"Slow down. Don't be so eager."

She pulls back. Sits straight up, waiting for me to give her an example.

I take my hands and place them on either side of her face. I bring her face to mine. I place kisses all over. She closes her eyes and a soft moan escapes her lips. I use my lips to explore her neck, while moving one hand to her breast. They are full, but soft. Perfectly erect. Never really took the time to look at my roommate like this.

Nice.

I initiate the repositioning of our now topless bodies. With me on top, I survey her body. Can't help but flashback to the numerous times Irv has had me in this very position, arms above my head, naked, and vulnerable.

I again go for her breasts. Sucking on one, while caressing the other. Laura squirms a little, but handling herself well. My hand roams further, making sure to mentally note the curves of her petite body beneath me. As I go to kiss her, my fingers slide between her panty and thigh, dipping into her wetness.

And I thought I had a wet box. Sheesh!

"Whenever it gets to be too much, you tell me to stop. Ok?"

"Ok." She whimpers.

Her lips welcome mine again, as my fingers explore her flower. Opening wide, begging to be tended to.

"When was the last time?" I whispered onto her neck.

"The last time?" Her breathing heavy. Her insides clinching tightly around my fingers.

"When was the last time you had an orgasm?"

I speed up the pace.

"I.....I...." She is becoming more vocal. Even in her sexy voice, she sounds innocent.

"I...don't remember."

"That's terrible."

"Have you ever tasted yourself?" My lips never parting from hers.

"No."

"Open."

She pops one eye open to see what was about to happen. I take the fingers that have been thoroughly moisturized by her wetness and bring them to her lips.

"You can't expect someone to taste you if you won't taste you."

Her eyes display a look of curiosity. She parts her lips slightly. I run them across lips, ending with them in her mouth. Her tongue does a quick 360 around them before I take them out.

"How do you taste?" I prop myself next to her.

"Sweet."

"Good."

Reaching for her hand, I guide it across my chest, down my stomach, between my legs, and settle it on my on wetness. Lucy is very much up and awake.

"Your turn."

With a willingness to learn, she mimics each motion I performed on her. Performs it very well. I gasp a little at the storm that is brewing deep inside of me.

She explores while kissing me on the neck and ears. Ever so gently tending to my breast. I close my eyes. All of Irv's sexiness appears before me, taking my arousal from six to ten.

My turn.

"Are  you ready for more?" I don't want to push her too far too fast and freak her out. 

"Yes. I'm ready."

I tell her to lay back. Pushing her legs apart, I expose her freshly waxed lady parts. I position myself between her legs, planting kisses on her inner thigh, alternating sides. Using the heat of my breath, I hover over her flower. Sitting there. Waiting to be stimulated and pleased. One quick flick of the tongue, I surround her with the whole of my mouth.

She jumps. Lets out a moan from within. Yep. I can tell it has been a minute for her.

Working my mouth and my tongue, she begins to rock her hips, following the rhythm. I focus on her now erect and firm c**t, while my fingers again work magic on her inner walls.

She grabs my hair. Usually I am not a fan of this, but considering this is probably her first time ever being intimate with a woman, I'll let her pass.

Her body is the instrument that my mouth is playing. The music is sweet, sensual. HOT.

Once I feel that she has gotten close to seeing the stars, I stop.

"Do you want to try?" I ask, looking up at her, but not stopping with the internal massage.

"Um..." Hesitation is in her voice.

"It's ok. You don't have to."

Bringing myself back to the surface, I see her face is flushed. Her chest moving rapidly as she tries to catch her breath. I have to commend her for being relatively internal with her moans and noises. If it we were me in the situation, someone down the hall would definitely be wondering what was going on. 

"Do you have toys, Laura?"

I reach into my drawer and pull out my new friend, gifted to me by Irv.

Her eyes widen.

"Not like that, I don't."

I smile. This is going to be good.

"Ok. Well, we need to get you one ASAP. Some girls prefer that strap-on action, which I never understood. This...this will get you both there."

"Interested?" She knods.

Her flower glistening. I insert the rabbit and start the rotating head. I turn on the ears, placing her c**t between them.

She yelps.

I rest my forearm across her stomach, anchoring her to the bed. Level by level, intensity increases. With each one her breathing gets heavier, she squirms a little more. I can tell she is getting closer and closer. I ask her if she is ready to come. At first she says no. I turn the levels up. We are almost to the max. That rabbit is churning like it is trying to turn her insided into butter. I ask her again. Then I stop asking. 

I move myself so that one hand is playing with her, and the other myself. 

"Come, Laura. Relax, and come."

I tell her again. She lets out the most beautiful of whines. The scent of pure pleasure surrounds us. As she lets her body melt into the sheets after her earth shattering orgasm, I follow. It seems that I come harder and longer when I stimulate myself manually, rather than with a toy.

Laying there, I stare at the ceiling. I can't decide if this one hit me harder or the one from yesterday.

The one from yesterday, for sure.

A few moments pass. I can still hear her breathing, but no words have been said. 

"How are you feeling?" I ask, sitting up slightly to see her face. She is smiling from ear to ear.

"I...feel...amazing!!" She says loudly.

"Ok, then!! I would say your one and ONLY lesson was a success."

"Meredith, honestly, now I see why everyone falls in love with you. It's like you know exactly what to do, how to do it, and for how long." 

Aww. So sweet.

"I won't toot my own horn, but I am definitely not the worst thing out there."

Laura sits up, and puts on her tshirt.

"I can't thank you enough for this experience. You are truly to closest and dearest friend I have. I would have never come to you if I didn't feel desperate."

I place my hand on hers.

"Just don't let it make you weird. Ok? You are my best friend and I flattered that you would even come to me with such a suggestion. Just please, PLEASE don't make it weird."

She laughs and she walks to the door.

"I won't.Promise. Goodnight."

"Sweet dreams."

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The aroma of breakfast and coffee knocks at my bedroom door. Sun peaking through the curtains greet me as I open my eyes. 

What a night!!

I can say that the tutorial was a success. Laura seemed like a quick learner. That’s going to be good for her in the future. Especially since this is her first lesbian relationship. 

I slip on my house shoes, grab my robe off the bathroom door, and head for the kitchen. Laura is in the kitchen listening to her Saturday playlist and putting the finishing touches on our morning spread. I think that has to be her favorite meal to cook. 

“Who is about to eat all of this?” She basically cooked a buffet this morning. There is turkey bacon, sausage, eggs, grits, pancakes, Belgian waffles (my favorite), orange juice, and freshly brewed coffee in the pot.

“Oh, hey. Good morning!” Her skin radiates in the sunshine. 

“Smells amazing in here.” I head straight for the plate of bacon sitting on the counter.

"Who is going to eat all of this? Looks like you cooked for the school football team."

She chuckles. "I was in a good mood this morning. Got kind of carried away."

"I'd say."

After fixing my plate and coffee, I settle into my favorite morning spot. Time stands still. Stuffing my face and watching the morning runners pass by, I run through the list of things to do for the day. I hate the feeling of having so much to do, and not enough time to get it all done. The fashion show is scheduled for 3pm. Thankfully, I managed to get my female pampering done earlier in the week. Only thing really to do is figure out this hair of mine. I have been debating on whether to straighten it. For an occassion such as this one, straight hair wouldn't be such a bad idea.

"Meredith...Meredith!" A piece of fruit lands in my lap.

"Huh, what?? Oh, my bad." Totally in a zone.

"You ok?" laughing.

"I'm fine. Just thinking about everything that has to get done today."

"Oh ok. Thought maybe you were longing for another kiss from Dillan."

Diilan hasn't even crossed my mind. I am sure he has called or text. Still comprehending the encounter from last night, I have yet to check my phone this morning.

"Dillan? He kissed me?" Trying to play off not remembering how off-putting it was. 

"Yes. Dillan. Kissed you right before we left. Must have not been any good if you can't remember that happening." Her statement trailing off as she sips her tea.

"It wasn't bad, I guess. My vibe with him is not what it was when we first met. He is still handsome as ever, and very boneable, but I wasn't feeling it."

I shrug my shoulders. It's very rare that I go from being totally into a person to not being remotely interested. I wonder if that has anything to do with Irv and my growing feelings for him. He seems to be the only think I can think about. Wonder how he would feel if I told him what happened between Laura and I? Knowing him, he might want to join next time.

"Isn't he coming to the show today?"

"Who Irv??" I gasp.

"Irv? Who said anything about him. Dillan. Is he coming to the show?" Laura sounding surprised.

"Girl." shaking my head. "He said he was going to be there. Not sure how I feel walking around these people with my ass out, especially knowing that he is going to be there."

Laura gets up and goes to the kitche. "I think he will be all over you by the end of the night."

Taking my dishes and putting them in the sink, "There is no telling what is going to happen. That means I need to start drinking, NOW!"

We laugh. There is still some champagne leftover (can't remember why we had it). I make us mimosas.

"Alright.I have to get started on this head. I'll be in my room if you need me."

"Actually, I am going to see Luna at work before I come to the show. Take her some breakfast."

Laura's face lights up everytime she talks about her.

"You really like her don't you? I can see it."

"She is amazing Meredith. I can be myself around her. She is funny, caring, and understanding. All the traits I've been looking for." There is hidden excitement in her tone.

"Just take your time. Don't rush or think too much into it. One step at a time, because you know if she hurts you, that's her ass right?"

I do a sidekick in the air, almost busting my ass in the process.

"Might not want to do that again." Laura always teases me about my lack of flexibility, which Irv has been improving with each of our sessions. 

"Not listening to you. I'll see you later then. 3 o'clock."

"Got it."

I turn on my hits radio on Pandora and get in my zone. It takes me a good two hours to get my hair washed, conditioned, and straightened. My whole body is on fire, reminding me why I don't do this regiment often. I takes so much out of me, and going to the salon means an even longer time spent being tortured. I have wondered what my life would be like if I cut my hair, then my life gets threatened, forcing me to reconisider the thought. I have text with both Dillan and Irv.

Dillan. Where I didn't get anything out of the kiss we shared last night, it has given him life and hope that we might take it a little further. The boy is a freak for sure, letting me in on all the areas of my body he would like to place his kisses, and tongue. In most circumstances, I would be all for the challenge, but something is off. I can't bring myself to entertain him. My unconcious self believes that we are in a relationship with Irv, thus giving me a moral compass that I didn't before have.

Meanwhile, Irv's texts have been short. Today was a big day of strategizing for the big merger they finalizing in a couple of months. In the trips that I have been to visit him, watching  him work, listening to him command respect on conference calls is about as sexy as a man in uniform. I send him a picture of myself...hair straight, wearing my good Fenty bra, robe slightly hanging off one of my shoulders.

Clevage popping.

And true to form, he sends me a response. A quick pic snapped under the conference table reveiling him, hard as a rock. I want very much to crawl under that table, unzip his trousers, and pleasure him while he explains finance options. According to him, one day he will take me up on that offer.

Ha. I hear ya.

The time now is 1 o'clock. My bag is packed with all the essentials needed for the day, along with a change of clothes. We had all decided during last practice that we would go dinner after we were done with the show. With what came of the Travis and I, I am hoping to find a way it. 

Keys. Purse. Bag. Water. Think that's all I need. A quick shot of Tequila and I'm on my way.

Bumping my Sade, I make it to campus in a relatively good mood. It is a gorgeous day outside. A bit chilly, but nothing compared to the months before. 

Taylor is at the door. She looks like she needs a shot, or two.

"Hey Taylor! Where am I going?"

"Meredith! Hey! All of your things are in the second office on the left. All the looks are numbered. Check to ensure all items are there and text me."

"Got it."

The student activities center is bigger than most I have seen. A mini stadium, there are offices around the perimeter. The center of the building is the auditorium. Set up like a small scale fashion week, white chairs line the black runway. Floral arrangements, music equipment, make it all look legit.

I head to the office space. Inside there is a rolling rack with my assigned outfits, numbered like she said. I check to for all pieces, including robes. I text her confirming that I have all pieces. She tells me that line up will begin at 2:30p. I am so glad I decided to wear my hair straight. There is vanity in the corner with a mirror and lighting. Getting my make-up bag and flat irons, I set up my prepping station.

2:20p First outfit of the day is on: black lace, off the shoulder corset and panties with floral detailing, long floor-length eggplant satin robe. Gosh, self-conscious much? Shouldn't have eaten breakfast. Butterflies flutter in my stomach. I do one final once over. Natural makeup with a bold, but soft purple lip. I put on my strappy, patent-leather black opened heels, showing of my freshly pedicured toes.

The walk to the auditorium is quiet. Short in distance, but long enough for me to get my nerves together. Students are starting to file in. Looks like there is seating for roughly 200 people. 200 too many if you ask me.

Taylor is off in the distance making her final demands. We are the second line to go on, so that is a plus. Familar faces begin to appear, to include Travis. We lock eyes. His wide, scanning my body up and down, showing approval for the outfit choice.

Where is Laura when I need her?

He starts heading towards me. I wish there was somewhere for me to go. 

"Damn, Meredith! That should not be allowed on anyone with a body like that. Sexiest s**t ever." He hugs me.

I notice him too. No shirt, muscles gleaming under the lavender scented baby oil. Silk pajama pants drape his lower half, with that prominent "v" peaking out the top of the pants. He looks and smells so good!

NO! Meredith!! Gather yourself.

"Hey Travis. How are you?"

"I'm ok. Not going to complain. I want to apologize again for the last time we were together. I know that is something I should have shared with you, but I was nervous that it would turn you off, not understanding the situation as a whole." Sincerity leads me to losen my posture a little.

"It's ok. I get it. Wasn't necessarily the place to learn your whole life's history. No hard feelings on my end."

Taylor calls for everyone to gather.

"Looks like that's us. Have a great show, Travis." I turn slowly, making sure to poke my ass out just enough to get his attention as I walk away.

"Same...to...you" I hear him say in a low voice.

An evil grin appears. Yep. Still got it.

Oh! My! Goodness!! I have never had this much fun! The show was a complete hit. I am sure every girl on campus now hates me, and every man loves me. Definitely going on someone's screen saver. We do our final walk. By this time, I am totally relaxed. No alcohol needed. I could see Laura in the audience taking pictures and recording each time I walked by. I swear she was the loudest person in the room. I did spot Dillan off to the side. His mouth dropped, and stayed that way the entire time. 

A big ego boost for me.

We all meet backstage. Everyone huggins and high-fiving the success. I am so relieved that it is over! We all decide to meet at Stiva's in an hour. 

Great. I'll drag Laura with me. Stiva's is my favorite spot to just chil-lax.

Change clothes, freshen up my face and hair. Pack up all of my belongings and head towards the car. Laura text me to meet her out front. On my way out I see Dillan. He has a bouquet of red roses in his hand.

"Those for me?" I say walking in his direction.

"For my one and only. You killed it up there." He gives me a tight squeeze and kiss on the cheek.

"Thank you. These are beautiful."

We walk outside, and Laura is standing by the corner. She is talking to someone, but I am too far to make out who it is.

"What are you guys getting ready to do?" I can tell he is desperately wanting to spend some time with me.

"Ever been to Stiva's?" I ask, continuing my walk and trying to figure out who Laura is talking to.

"Nope. I am sure the guys have though."

"Ok. That is where we are headed for a few drinks. You are more than welcome to keep me company."

His body reacts with excitement.

"Absolutely. Text me the address and I'm there."

"You got it."

I am within arms length of Laura. I tap her on the shoulder, and just as she turns around, Dillan gives me another hug, resting his arms around my waist, lightly brushing his hands across my back end.

"I'll see you in a few."

"Ok."

"Hey girl!! There is my model friend. Look who I found!"

A familar voice echos as she steps to the side. 

"Hi."

Mario. 

He wastes no time giving me a hug, and then without warning engages my lips. The look of shock still fresh on my face, as I glance up and see Dillan standing there. Watching.

This cannot be happening right now.