“You are a master’s student, you can do that in your sleep, come back,” Allie said, putting on a pouty face. But Krista wasn’t listening anymore. Her mind had shut down her body. She walked quickly over to the closet and pulled out a blanket and couple of pillows and threw them on the floor.
“The bed pulls out in a couch,” she said and then shook her head, “the couch pulls out into a bed. I am sorry, I wish I could stay up longer, but I really need to go to bed. I have to tutor two people tomorrow.” Her voice sounded bizarrely cheerful and strained. Allie looked at her like she had lost her mind.
“It is like 9:15,” Allie said but she got no response. In that same moment, Krista walked through the door to her bedroom and shut it behind her. Suddenly she let out a gasp of air and slid down onto the floor, her back against the door.
“What the fuck was that?” she thought. She didn’t kiss people she didn’t know. She didn’t fantasize about having sex with women. She didn’t want to have sex with vulnerable girls seven years younger than her. All of these thoughts were just too much. She shook her head. And she convinced herself that nothing had happened and she ignored the longing to taste Allie’s lips again.
She focused on the things that were normal and ignored the confusion. She quickly disrobed and then slipped on a large t-shirt. She combed her hair and did all of her normal evening rituals, even though it was much earlier than she was used to. She pretended like she didn’t hear Allie pulling out the couch bed or turning on the television.
Finally, she lay down in her bed and told herself that it was time to sleep. She closed her eyes tightly and willed herself to sleep. And her thoughts sort of melted into a blur because she refused to allow herself to think. And the more she blurred, the more tense she became. But for what felt like hours she just kept bearing down, trying to convince her body that it was okay to sleep and that it needed to let go. But her body ached to be touched. To be kissed. Her eyes fluttered open and she was staring at the ceiling. Her whole body felt strange and she looked at her door. The light was out in the living room. She looked at the clock, it was 11:00. She’d only been trying to sleep for a little over an hour. Her head ached and she let out a frustrated moan.
Now she couldn’t avoid it any longer. She was going to have to deal with this or she wasn’t going to sleep. She could masturbate. She didn’t do it that often, but she did it. But what would that mean? What would she think about? What if Allie heard her? She could take a cold shower. But to do that, she’d have to go into the living room for a moment and that would mean walking past Allie. Ditto with going to the kitchen to get a drink to steady her nerves. There was no way out of it. Thoughts of Allie were now allowed back into her head. She thought about the girl’s lips, the way her tongue taste, the firm warmth of her hip. She moaned again in frustration. She thanked God she had the strength to resist Allie on the couch. She didn’t think she’d ever be able to do that again, not in a million…
“Krista,” a voice said, and Krista’s eyes shot towards the door. Allie was standing backlit in the doorway. Her robe was tied loosely and her breasts were almost hanging out. She looked more gorgeous than ever, her hair hung loose over her shoulders, her lips thick and her legs silky and toned. She looked like pure sex and it pulsated from her eyes as well.
“What are you doing?” Krista squeaked.
“I heard noises, I was checking to make sure you were okay,” Allie said, walking into the room. She strolled confidently, like she belonged there. She sat down on the bed next to Krista’s arm.
“I am alright, you can leave if you want,” Krista said. She didn’t know what else to say, her heard was beating and her chest rose and fell quickly, her nipples rubbed deliciously against her shirt. Allie leaned across Krista’s body and put one hand next to her neck on the pillow. Her breasts were against Krista’s face and their eyes burned together.
“Say the word ‘Go’ and I will leave. Say any other word and I won’t,” Allie said simply. Her smell was intoxicating and the fact that Krista could almost feel the girl’s body made her entire body quake.
“I need it,” was all she could say. Allie bent forward slowly, Krista’s head was pounding and it felt like Allie was moving impossibly slowly. Krista closed her eyes and waited. The first thing she felt was Allie’s small breasts touch through the fabric against her own. Allie’s breasts were sort of sitting on top of Krista’s breasts. They felt hot and soft through the cloth. Krista felt her nipples grow hard as Allie’s lips grazed hers. This time, there was no thinking about the kiss, she just let Allie’s kiss wash over her. She felt the softness of Allie’s lips, the way her tongue slid against her lips and pushed into her mouth. She smelled Allie’s skin and felt her warmth and smoothness. It was a gentle, loving kiss and Krista brought her arms up and put them around Allie, pulling her completely onto the bed and on top of her own body.
She felt Allie’s slight weight on top of her, felt her breasts press harder against her and then the kiss broke and Krista opened her eyes. She saw Allie smiling down on top of her. Allie brushed some hair out of Krista’s eyes. Krista spread her legs a bit, letting Allie fall between them, their hips together and their breasts pressing wonderfully together. Allie giggled a little.
“Well, I am paying you back for your hospitality. What do you want? The truck drivers are never shy about asking what they want,” Allie said playfully and then she leaned forward and kissed Allie gently on her neck. Krista moaned and her mind raced. She had no idea what she wanted. Her mind and her body were completely at odds about what they wanted. But she couldn’t stop now, her body was in charge.
“You said some of those truck drivers were women right?” Krista panted. Allie nodded softly, her hair falling all around her face and tickling Krista’s skin. “What do they like? What do the dirtiest, nastiest women make you do to them in the sleeping compartments of their trucks? What makes you squirm?” Krista said, suddenly wanting to turn this around on Allie. Allie had popped into her life and upset all of these carefully constructed rules about who Krista thought she was. Allie would have to pay. Krista smiled naughtily as she bit her lip and stared at the skinny whore between her legs.