16 comments/ 31208 views/ 46 favorites The One Exception Ch. 01 By: ElleMay I felt the wine swimming in my head, sloshing about like waves as I took another sip of rose. The girl opposite me was smiling, her eyes shining in the light of the candle that was dripping its wax on the table. She was leaning her elbows on the mahogany, pushing her breasts forward and I noticed her cleavage. I checked myself, and averted my gaze as I felt a weird warm and tingling feeling in my stomach. "So, what do you want to do with your life?" Laura asked. "I want to write. I know it doesn't pay but I love to write." A small smile crept across her lips; the way her eyes wrinkled made her look so welcoming, "Well, do what you love. That's the only thing worth doing." I brought my index finger to my hair and twiddled a piece of hair around the fingernail. Without thinking, I bit my lip and smiled back at her, "Exactly.' There was a pause as we looked at each other. I coughed awkwardly, 'so... what do you want to do?" She took a breath, leaning even closer and whispered over the candle "To see the world." Her breath caressed my cheek and then I realised how close she was. We didn't move, just looked at each other across the flame. She took a sip of her wine without taking her eyes off me. There was a prickling at the back of my neck and I shifted in my seat. Suddenly there was a hand clamped on my shoulder, looking up, Sam's face was beaming down at me, "You gals want another drink?" Shaking my head, I raised my glass, "No need, still got a full one here." He looked at Laura; she declined too, "No thanks. This is my last one, I've had one too many already." "Aw, shame on you two, I thought we were on it tonight?" Sam said. She laughed, "I've had enough. If I have more I won't be able to control myself." Sam raised an eyebrow, taking his hand away from my shoulder, "Really? Maybe I should buy you a bottle anyway. Could be a lot of fun..." he gave her a wink, which made me cringe. Laura was shaking her head before he had finished his sentence, "Really no. This is enough." He shrugged, "Whatever' and turned his attention to me, 'I would expect more from you Elle. Seriously." And with a frown, left us alone again as he got another drink. Laura watched him leave, then turned back her attention to me, "What are your plans after the pub?" "Home." I downed the half full glass of wine in one go. One perfectly plucked eyebrow was raised as she watched me. "What?" I asked, as I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. "In a hurry?" "No...I, um" the sentence trailed off as she continued staring at me with her elevated eyebrow. She shrugged then did the same, putting the glass back down heavily on the table, "I can drink too, just because you think I'm a posh snob." "I never thought that." I raised my hands in defence. "I can see it in your eyes. Just because I went to a finishing school and my family are full of Lords and Ladies doesn't mean I'm not normal." Laura shuffled forward in her chair, again leaning on the table, and started picking at the wax. I watched the way her fingernails scratched the hardened liquid away delicately. She had long slender fingers with perfect nails- I got a shiver looking at them. Looking at me up through her eyelashes, I saw how her eyes glittered in the light of the candle and had to swallow. I couldn't understand what was going on with me; I was getting a knot in my stomach looking at Laura. She was beautiful; there was no doubt about that. I could appreciate a female's beauty but I had never felt myself getting butterflies. There was something about her that made me feel uneasy in myself. "Where are you staying tonight?" She asked, not taking her eyes off mine. "I was going to get a taxi home with Sam." "And how much is that going to set you back?" "No idea. A fair amount being the centre of London and way after midnight." She stopped scratching at the wax, and looked me dead in the eyes, "You could always come back to mine.' Then hurriedly continued, 'I mean, I'm staying with a friend for a while. She's out of town visiting her parents so you are more than welcome to stay over. It'll be cheaper." "Is Sam welcome too?" I asked. Laura's eyes flicked over to where Sam was sitting at the bar. "I'll doubt he'll be needing anywhere to stay." I followed her eyes and saw he was eating the face off some blond girl. She giggled. I hadn't seen her laugh before. Her nose wrinkled and so did the corners of her eyes. Her teeth were pristine; I didn't know why I noticed that. It set me on edge even more. Shrugging, I replied, "As long as your friend doesn't mind, and as long as it's okay with you." "Don't be silly, I'm inviting you. She doesn't need to know, but either way she'll be cool with it. Promise." She flashed her smile. The red wine¬ was really taking its toll and I felt my head swimming. Laura's eyes were the only thing I could focus on, the rest of the room seemed a blur. Suddenly my tongue was talking and I couldn't stop it. "I'm not a lesbian." I blurted. I only realised what I said before it was too late. Laura's eyes widened, sitting back in her chair as what I said sunk in. "Wait, no! I don't know why I said that." I panicked. Then she burst out laughing. Her shoulders shook and her eyes scrunched up as she had a fit of the giggles. Seeing her laugh caused me to start laughing. We both laughed loud enough to get some questioning looks from the other drinkers. It took us a few minutes to compose ourselves, by which point we both had tears on our eyelashes. "Wow. That was the most random thing I have ever heard." Laura managed to gasp out. "I am so sorry. I'm a little drunk and have no idea why I even said that." She smiled, "Don't worry, you could have done much worse." As she said it the bar lights started flashing and a group moan erupted from the patrons. It was kicking out time. I shrugged, "Looks like we're no longer wanted." "Time to go home." Laura stood up, picking up her bag as she did so. I scanned the bar for Sam but didn't see him; the blond he was with was nowhere to be seen either. I knew Sam well enough to know he could take care of himself. I felt a brush against my shoulder and turned to see Laura right next to me. I noticed then that she was the same height as me, her eyes level with mine. "Ready to go?" I coughed, "Sure. Sam is nowhere to be found, he can take care of himself. How far is your place?" She slipped on her jacket, "Five minutes stroll at the most." Up close her eyes were almost glowing, her skin was flawless and I hated her for it. She really was beautiful. She tilted her head, looking at me questionably, "Shall we go?" "Sure" Without a pause, she took my hand and led me through the crowd of drunken people to the cold October evening outside. Our breath clouded around us as we started walking towards her friend's flat. I shivered despite my wine jacket, "Wow, it's pretty chilly out here." "You cold?" Laura was still holding my hand and I was extremely aware of how warm it was. "Yes. I should have worn a bigger coat." Laura took the hand she held and placed it inside her jacket around her waist. I almost automatically drew away but she held me there firmly. It was boiling inside her jacket, my fingers curled around her waist. She was tiny. "Better?" She asked, looking at me sidelong. "Much. Thanks.' I smiled 'you're very hot." She smirked, "Thank you." "I didn't mean it like that. Not saying that you're not hot in that way, because you are, but-' I sighed, 'God I'm talking such shit today." Laura was laughing at me, "It's fine. I know what you meant. I am hot, I'm naturally warm blooded." As we walked, we seemed to come closer, our hips coming together and chafing against each other. The flat wasn't that far away, as she promised. We reached it in a few minutes, despite stumbling most of the way because of the alcohol. I found myself laughing with her- at what I couldn't remember- but I felt happy and no longer took notice of my arm around her waist. She had her arm placed around my back so that we could fit closer together. We parted as she buzzed herself in and we made slow progress of the stairs. "Why don't we use the lift?" she asked me. "I have a phobia of lifts." I gasped as I mounted a step. She was standing above me, hands on hips. Reaching down, she took hold of my wrist and pulled me up the last step. I stumbled and came to a stop so close to her our breasts touched. "You're adorable." She was grinning. I felt her breath on my cheek. I whispered back, "It's small spaces. I don't like them." "What else don't you like?" "Spiders." Chuckling, she turned and beckoned me to follow, "Come on, it's just here." Getting the keys out, she fumbled and dropped them. It was then I realised we were both much drunker than we thought. The walk had not done much to sober us up. As we stepped over the threshold, she asked as she turned on the lights, "Why did you say you weren't a lesbian in the pub earlier?" I cringed, being reminded of my outburst. Standing awkwardly in the hallway, I twisted my hands together, "I don't know. I just felt like it was something I should say." Laura appeared again, jacket gone and shoes kicked off, "Do you think I'm one?" "No! I, um, I just said it? I'm drunk," "You can take your shoes off and follow me." I did as I was told and was brought into a lovely big open plan lounge and kitchen. The windows looked out over a small green courtyard. It was obvious that the owner of this flat wasn't poor. Everything was polished chrome, glass and white. The sofa was black leather with white cushions. Off of the lounge, there were a set of doors, most likely bedrooms and bathrooms. "Wow, nice place." Laura was mixing something on the kitchen island, "I know. It's her fathers place but he's only here once every two years for business, so he said she could use it." "Is this girl a Countess?" I slumped down on the sofa. "No. Just a rich bitch like many of the girls I know." I was aware shabby I must have looked placed on this backdrop. Laura came forward with two elegant glasses filled with a pink liquid. "What are these?" I asked as she placed one in my hand and placed herself next to me. "Cosmopolitans. It's the only cocktail I can remember how to make." Taking a sip, I was surprised how sweet it was, "Nice." "Thanks.' There was an awkward moment as we continued drinking, then Laura broke it, 'can you appreciate a woman's beauty?" I choked a little on my drink, "What do you mean?" "I mean, can you look at a woman and see that she's pretty? I know you're not a lesbian as you so obviously stated earlier, but do you know your taste in women?" I was frowning, "I can appreciate a beautiful woman. Like, I have a type. If I was a lesbian, I would know my type." "What's your type?" "Natural beauty. No fake tan, fake boobs, short dresses or massive high heels for me. Nice, natural looking girls who don't have to cake themselves with powder, makeup and fake eyelashes to look beautiful. They need to be confident in themselves too. I mean, they won't look normal to me because I would think they were beautiful but... you know what I mean." I finished my cosmo in one sip. "Good choice, I agree with you there." Laura said. I curled my feet up under me and faced her, my tongue took over again, "Have you ever kissed a girl before?' she frowned instantly, 'I mean, like, you go to an all girls school and I thought maybe you would have played truth or dare, or spin the bottle at some point. Seeing as there's no guys, spin the bottle would be predictable." "I have kissed a girl, playing Spin the bottle, you're right. But I've never kissed a girl because I've wanted to. I've had a few boyfriends but they take too much effort." Laughing, I replied, "That's so true. Plus, they can be so immature." Laura set down her drink once it was finished. Now I felt my head pounding, this was not good. I was at the stage where I had no control and I didn't quite know what I was doing. All I knew was that I thought Laura was so very hot. She had the bluest eyes I had ever seen, and the way her hair fell across her face, one strand almost touching her eye made me want to run my fingers through it. My brain was asking me what the hell I was thinking; I had no answer. This wasn't me at all. Without knowing why, I had brought my right hand up to her face and was actually brushing the strand of hair away from her eye.She didn't back off like I expected her too. "Thanks." She muttered. "It was annoying me." "I'm not a lesbian either." Laura whispered. "I didn't think you were." She slid forward, our knees knocked together. My hand was still in her hair, tucking it behind her ear; I was about to remove it when she caught it in her own, placing it on her cheek. She was flushed, and I was growing increasingly warm. "Do you ever wonder what it is like kissing a girl?" I asked. She shook her head, "No, because I've done it before." "Oh...right. But, have you ever wondered what it would be like kissing a girl you wanted to kiss?" "Yes." We were slowing leaning towards each other, my thumb began caressing her flawless cheek. My brain was literally shouting at me to stop, what the hell was I doing, but my body and curiosity had more exciting ideas. "I'm not a lesbian." I whispered again. Her eyes were half closed and I could almost see every individual eyelash. Her breath was warm and fast. The way her chest rose and fell at the bottom of my vision made me tingle all over. "You've said that before. Neither am I. But there is no harm in experimenting." She whispered back. Our noses met, I brushed hers with mine, closing my eyes. I felt her hand come to rest on my knee and slowly travel upwards to my hip. Our breathing was fast as we stayed in this position for a few minutes. Her eyes were closed like mine, and all we could feel were our nose tips brushing against each other. My hand was still on her cheek; her hand resting on my hip. Laura then tilted her head to the right and our lips met. I didn't know what I had been expecting but it wasn't very different to any other kiss I had had. Except her lips smelt and tasted like watermelon. I thought kissing lip-gloss would be sticking and sickly, but it was so soft I felt jealous of boys getting to kiss girls. She was soft. Her hand found the edge of my shirt and gently she reached underneath it. Goosebumps rose all over my skin as I felt her fingertips run up the length of my spine. I no longer cared; I wanted this to happen. Yes, she was a girl and I wasn't a lesbian as I was so adamant in saying. But there was no doubt that I thought she was breathtaking. Everyone said that university was the place you experimented. If I wasn't going to experiment with a hot girl who was here right now, while I was drunk, I would never. And how would that be fun? She said she wasn't attracted to girls either, so she was experimenting too. Why was I asking myself so many questions? Shut up brain. My hand that was on her cheek pulled her closer so the kiss grew stronger. With that, Laura parted her lips and I had no choice but to follow. Surprisingly, it was my tongue that found hers and caressed it before she had a chance. My free hand came to the other side of her face and dug into her hair. Blood rushed to my face and all I could hear was the smack of our lips. Laura took her hand out from under my shirt and pushed me to the back of the sofa by the shoulders. In one swift movement, she had straddled me and was sitting on my lap without breaking the kiss. She was definitely the one who was in control, which I was more than happy with. She was confident and seemed strong in herself. She could do whatever she wanted to me. I found the kiss growing more in passion and I found my hands travelling down to rest on her bum. But then her lips were gone and I was forced to open my eyes. She was inches from my face, looking back at me with those cornflower eyes. "What?" I asked, surprised my voice came out so strong. "Nothing. I'm just making sure you're okay with this." I raised an eyebrow, looking down at where my hands had gone to rest, "Does it look like I'm okay with this?" "But you're not a lesbian." She was joking, I could tell by the light in her eyes. "I know, but how many times am I going to be in this situation with a smoking hot girl like you? I don't know why I want to do this, but I do." Laura was pulling a side smile, she looked evil and very seductive, "Then lets do it." Our lips touched again and I was no longer confused by what I wanted. I wanted her, in every sense of the word. I wanted her to do things that no girl had ever done to me before, not even some men. I wanted to feel those lips on the most sensitive area of the whole female body. Right now, I felt my clit throbbing against my silk pants. At least I had worn good underwear. My body was completely aroused. Laura pressed her body against mine, hard and I felt the cushions of her breasts squash my own. It felt strange but good. Both her hands reached under my shirt this time and slowly traced circles up my front. I tensed as they came to rest on my bra. I felt her smile against my mouth as she reached under the bra and brushed my hard nipples with her fingernails. Being a girl herself, she knew where all the sensitive areas were and how to use them. Squeezing her bum, I pushed my breasts towards her, wanting to feel her bare skin against mine. Her fingers left my nipples and began undoing my shirt buttons as if she knew I wanted skin against skin. Through all this time, we hadn't stopped kissing and my face was burning. Laura undid the last button and threw the shirt off my shoulders exposing my bra and stomach. Now she pulled away, wanting to take in the sight. I would have felt extremely self conscious if I wasn't so horny and drunk. Her eyes caught sight of the belly button piercing and she bit her lip. "That's cool." She breathed, too out of breath to talk properly. "Thank you." My own voice was barely audible. "How big are your boobs?" she laughed, coming to cup them in her hands. "32D" I replied looking down at them, 'Why? What are you?" As if to show me, she pulled her top over her head, revealing a white lace plunge bra with an immense cleavage "36D" "Close..." My hands left her round bum, automatically more attracted to this newly revealed prize. Her breasts were like cushions filled with water, they felt much better than mine. Without asking permission, I reached around her back and undid her bra. She would have been impressed at the speed if I had been a man. She slowly let the straps slip down her arms until the bra fell onto my lap. There were no words I could find to describe her breasts, they were like breasts I had seen before but somehow better. Desire took over and I leaned forward, pushing her towards me at the same time. I found myself clamping my mouth around her nipples and felt pleased when they hardened against my tongue. My pants were pretty wet already, but when I heard a stifled moan at the back of her throat I felt my whole being pulse. She was just as aroused as I was, possibly more. I was doing a good job for a newbie. Her fingers came to entwine in my hair and she ran through the strands as I moved from one nipple to the other. My hands were at the base of her spine, kneading her skin; it smelt of coconut and was soft like satin. "Oh god." She moaned. Gently, I tilted her backwards in my arms and moved downwards. My tongue touched her stomach just above the waist of her jeans and slowly I licked upwards; over her bellybutton, between her breasts, pausing at the dip at the base of her throat, then continuing all the way to underneath her chin. When my tongued had finished, I sat back up straight. Laura was tense leaning back on my hands; I could see and feel her quivering. Her eyes were closed and she had her mouth open a little showing the edge of her teeth. She was glistening with a film of sweat. The One Exception Ch. 01 I couldn't help but be proud that I was making her feel this way, when I was a complete novice. With a new burst of confidence, I pushed her towards me and began kissing along her collarbone. I moved up to her neck, kissing behind her ear with soft, breathless caresses. Her hair was sweet smelling and fell over my face. She bent her head forward nuzzling her nose into my shoulder as it was the only thing she could think of doing. Then I felt her fingers at the button on my trousers; but before she had them off, she said, "We should move." "Yes, we should." I slurred against her neck. Slowly, she got off my lap, pulling her with me. I felt dizzy as I stood up; from the wine or the lust I couldn't tell. She led me to one of the doors like she had led me through the pub; as we left the lounge, she switched off the light. A small sidelight was turned on that was much softer and flattering than the lounge. I didn't take much notice of her room except the double bed we sat on. Laura forced me to lie down and began on my trousers again. "Are you nervous?" she asked as she slipped them underneath my bum. "No." I watched as she threw them to the floor. Her fingertips traced a line on my hip and around the hem of my underwear. "Where did you get these from? I like them." "Right now, I can't remember. Ask me again tomorrow." I gasped. Laura chucked, looking at me again through her eyelashes. I wondered if she could see my clit throbbing through the material but didn't care as she began pulling them off too. "You're so wet." She sounded surprised. "I can't help it." My cheeks blushed. "Don't be embarrassed. You're not the only one' She moved up over me so her hands were either side of my shoulders, 'I'm so hot for you right now.' Leaning down she came to a stop just over my lips, eyes piercing into my own, 'I love the Brazilian by the way." "Thanks." I whispered back. "It's sexy. I'm completely bald. I have to be. Wearing a leotard for gymnastics and doing all those back flips and stuff, even with a Brazilian I would always be flashing some to the judges." She smiled. My face was the picture of surprised, "Completely bald?" She nodded, "You'll see." The thought of her being completely bald turned me on even more. Here I was, lying completely naked under this beautiful woman and I could smell the sex already. Laura leaned down and we were kissing. I encased my hands over her bum and pulled her down onto me so I could feel her jeans against my pubic bone. She started moving her hips backwards and forwards against me, I gripped on tighter to her bum. One of her hands stopped supporting her by my head and I only realised she had moved it when I felt fingers fiddling with the tiny amount of pubic hair I had. She was making no attempt to go further down and I could have screamed at her. I was dripping for it. Forcefully, I sat up; she was so surprised she would have fallen backwards off the bed if I hadn't had her firmly by the ass. I flipped her over so our roles were reversed. I didn't waste any time, I took her trousers off and her socks. We were now completely naked, the desk light causing our skin to glow. Laura was smiling, "Are you taking charge now?" Shaking my head, I answered, "No. I don't know what I'm doing but I'll give it a guess." She was about to say something, but it caught in her throat as I lightly touched her clit with the tip of my thumb. I could feel her pulse, I never realised that was possible. She was completely bald. Laura closed her eyes and her back arched automatically. Here I was, with all the power. Gleefully, I pushed a little harder and heard her groan. She reached her arms above her head and grabbed a pillow, scrunching it up in her hands. I knew what I liked and guessed Laura would like it too. I began making circular movements with my thumb, watching her squirm as I did so. Laura's body was pink all over and her forehead was creased in an intense frown. Her hair was still in a ponytail but most of it had fallen out, fanned out around her face. "Elle..." I heard her whisper, but she could say nothing more. Taking a deep breath, I used my index finger and middle finger on the same hand to go inside her. I went up to the knuckles and as I did so, Laura made a loud moan, hands twisting the pillow she grasped above her head. Her chest was rising and falling rapidly and her toes flexed where they hung just off the bed. I had never felt so good about myself than in this moment. Here I was, with just my right hand causing this beautiful girl to squirm with pleasure. My thumb continued circling her throbbing clit and I hooked my fingers that were inside her. She was so warm and soft. I felt her muscles around my fingers quiver; I now knew what it had been like to be one of my boyfriends. Was I this warm? I brought them out again and looked at the clear slime that came out with them. Surprisingly, I wasn't disgusted by it but found myself putting my fingers in my mouth and sucking off her lubricant. It was a little salty but nothing like the semen I had tasted. She watched as I did it without me knowing. Laura bent her knees and muttered into the air "Lick me..." I met her gaze, but said nothing. I started to feel nervous now; this was something I had been not looking forward to. Not because the idea disgusted me, but because I wasn't sure I could actually do it properly. I thought, 'Just do it, you'll manage. You've blagged it so far. I took a deep breath and knelt down on the carpet so she was level. Her cunt glistened in the light. I swallowed and moved forwards. I placed my mouth around her clit just like I had done with her nipples earlier. I flickered my tongue over it and felt her tense up instantly. Forgetting about everything, I just went with my instincts. I lapped at her clit until I could hear her moans increase in volume, then brought my tongue down to her entrance and dug deep. She smelt like sex, as I know I did too. She tasted like cum. I wasn't grossed out by what I was doing- I was impressed. Then, she was sitting up, legs wrapped around my neck, hand on my head, pushing me further into her. I found it hard to breathe but I complied. I brought my hands to the base of her back and pushed her towards me. My nose rested just above her clit and I used it to caress it. Her fingers dug into my skull. She rubbed herself on me in pleasure. Removing my tongue from her hole, I licked around it, licking away the natural lubricant and underneath her flaps. "Oh god!" she groaned again, 'stop! I don't want to cum yet." She forced my head away and left me gasping as she unwrapped her legs from my neck. "Sorry." Was the only thing I could think to say. "Sorry? Shut up Elle, that was amazing. No guy can possibly do it like that, they don't know what gets us girls off." She pulled me back onto the bed and I took her place. I watched her tongue move down my front and came to stop at my breast, sucking away at the hard bullet of my nipple. I felt a finger brush against my own clit and I held my breath. She took three fingers and forced them inside. It wasn't hard; I was so wet it was unbelievable. She straddled my left leg so she was pretty much sitting on it. At the same time she brought her knee down to my vagina, her fingers still inside. "Sadly I don't own a dildo." She said. She took her hand away and came forward so our skin was touching up the length of our body. I understood, how I wasn't sure. I closed my legs slightly so I could grip around her leg. Her face was slightly under me so all I could do was look at her. Laura began to rub herself against my leg- I felt her wetness come off on my thigh. She closed her eyes and continued to rub her clit against my leg. I did the same. I lifted my bum off the mattress and began rubbing myself against her knee. I could see the way her muscles were tensing that she was close. My hands ran the length of her back, fingernails digging into her. I teased the hair tie from her hair and watched it fall around her shoulders- it was magnificent. The speed of which we rubbed against each other's legs increased and I felt my self almost there. Laura tossed back her hair and let out the most arousing moan I had heard, ever. Her brows knitted together and her mouth opened showing her pink tongue. Seeing the look on her face as she reached orgasm was enough for me. It cascaded up my body like a wave. Starting small at my clit and fanning out along my skin- I heard myself cry out. My fingers clawed at her back. Laura slumped forward, cheek resting on my boobs. I could feel her cum drying hard on my thigh already, but I liked the feel of it. Her knee was still resting against my clit that hadn't stopped throbbing. We were grasping for breath. Never had I felt so sexy before, I could see the bumps of this woman's spine from the glow of the lap, the way her ass curled out of sight, the way her hair fanned messily about her and on me, made me wonder how I had managed to get her into bed. "You still not a lesbian?" she muttered against me. "Still not a lesbian." "Me neither." Sweat frosted our skin and dried as we cooled. I was running my fingers through her hair, eyes closed when I realised I was naked. The wine was beginning to run away from my brain and I was becoming both sober and exhausted. She seemed to feel the same. "Do you want to sleep?" "I am pretty tired after that." She raised her chin, resting it on me as she looked back at me, "I'm not surprised. Me too." She slid off me and under the covers. I felt awkward- did I stay here to wake up next to her in the morning? Or do I take the sofa? I had no need to worry, "Come on then. Get under otherwise you'll get cold." With a smile, I slipped under the covers myself. Before I knew it, she was pressing herself against me, her leg reached over and soon we were entwined again. "I had fun." She whispered, her nose close again. "Me too." I whispered back. Our lips met, and we kissed. This time it was slow and tender, all our energy had gone. She still smelt of coconut but now sex was mixed in too. When we parted, she reached over and turned off the light. A small chink of light came in through the gap in the curtains, but other than that it was pitch black. A hand sought out my cheek and she guided our lips together again. Despite being more sober than I had been a few minutes ago, this did not worry me. I liked kissing her, and I liked being so close. Her breasts moved against mine and it felt nice. I moved my hands down to her waist, feeling the dip that every slim female had. She certainly had a wonderful figure. We parted, and I caught her eyes glistening in the moonlight, "Goodnight Elle." "Goodnight Laura." With that, she nestled her head against my neck and said no more. The One Exception Ch. 02 Laura was up before me. I could hear movement in the kitchen and smell things. I stretched, snuggling under the covers more, pulling them around me. "Oh shit." The headache crashed down on me all at once. It split open my head and filled it with barbwire. Then I remembered everything about last night. I thought I would be more worried, but I found myself smiling. Laura was humming something in the kitchen and I got butterflies listening to her. Originally, this had just been mere attraction mixed with alcohol and curiosity. Now I didn't understand why I wasn't more concerned about what had happened. This wasn't me at all. Hearing the door open; I peeked up over the covers, her smile met me. She was dressed in a long t-shirt with 'Peru' in big black letters printed on the front. "Good morning sleepy head." She set down a tray with coffee and croissants on it "hungover?" "Oh god yes!" Giggling, she replied, "Me too, so I brought coffee and..." she picked up a packed of Cuprofen and threw them at me, "Something a little extra." "Thank you so much Laura." Sitting up, I became aware I was actually naked. I lifted the duvet up with me to cover myself. She noticed, "Oh please. Don't be like that, are you forgetting last night?" With that, she crawled over to me and kissed me. "No, I'm just a little more self-conscious than I was last night." I said against her lips. "Don't be, you're beautiful. I've never done that with a girl before and I never wanted to." "Me neither. It's weird right?" She sat back, legs crossed and picked up a mug. She shrugged, "Not really if you think about it. I mean, if you find a face attractive then you find a face attractive. People don't have to be gay or bi to understand same sex beauty. And love doesn't have to be constrained by anything." I choked on my own coffee, "...Love?" "I wasn't talking about us. Just love in general." I noticed her cheeks were pink, "I like you. More than I like girls usually. So, why shouldn't we be allowed to have one person who is the exception to the rule? You are a girl, sure, but you are also a person." "You're the exception to my sexual orientation." We sat in silence facing each other for a while, drinking our coffee and nibbling at the croissants. "You should probably have a shower." She looked at where my thigh was underneath the duvet. I looked down too, "You're right. I can't have crusty cum on my thigh on the train home." We laughed. Then Laura said, "I should too." Taking a Cuprofen I asked, "Where is your shower?" She pointed to a door I hadn't noticed off her bedroom, "In there. You can use any or all the towels you want, they're all clean. Don't lock the door though, it normally doesn't unlock when you want to get out." Her eyes looked at me over the rim of her cup. "You don't want me locking the door when I have a shower? Are you sure it's because I could get locked in?" I questioned her, grinning. The corners of her eyes creased so I could tell she was smiling, "Just don't lock it. You said you don't like small spaces last night, I'm sure being locked in a bathroom counts as a small space." "You remember that?" "Of course I do. I remember every detail about last night." We looked at each other in silence, until I felt the urge to pee "I'll go have this shower then." "Enjoy." she called after me as I disappeared inside. Being locked in this bathroom wouldn't have been so bad; it was massive. There were two sinks with their own mirrors and towel rack. There was a toilet, with a round Jacuzzi bath and a walk in shower with the showerhead the size of a dinner plate. It was tiled white and grey. Next to the shower was a heated rack with a pile of white fluffy towels. "It's like a hotel here." I muttered to myself. The shower was amazing. There were jets on the wall that squirted from the side too so that every surface of skin was getting wet at the same time. I was just rinsing my hair free of shampoo when I heard a soft knock at the door- I grinned. "May I come in?" Laura's voice echoed around the bathroom. "Can I stop you?" I had my back to the door. "No" "Then come in." I closed my eyes, putting my face under the jets. I heard the shower door open and felt the presence of another body close. Then I felt her hands around my waist, pulling me backwards a little so she could start kissing my neck. My hands could only dangle uselessly by my sides as she moved hers downwards. "This shower is amazing." I stated, it sounded stupid when I said it. "Isn't it. I'm sure you can have a lot of fun in this shower." Using my waist, she spun me around to face her. Water shimmered on her face and her hair clung to her forehead. It looked like she had tiny diamonds all over her skin. Gently, she walked me to the tiled wall and flattened me against it. She reached to the metal shelf and picked up a bottle of shower gel. Grinning, Laura lifted the cap with one finger and slowly squeezed it over my breasts. Dropping the bottle, she used both hands to lather it into a soapy mess and rubbed it all over me. This was something your mum did to you when you were too young to bathe yourself, but this felt entirely different. She got on her knees, rubbing at my thigh where her dried cum was. "Now, I must thank you for last night." She said. Steam was rising from the water and I could see the mirrors clouding over, "Thank me? You thanked me last night." "Not properly." She looked up at me then disappeared under the soap. The moment I felt her tongue there, flashbacks of last night appeared in my head. Her tight and glowing body in my arms. The way her hair cascaded around her shoulders and how she flicked it back when she reached orgasm. Everything about her was amazing. She was beautiful. I watched the water trickle down my body and fall on her head where she knelt between my legs. With her hands, she took my ankles and slid them further apart so she had better access. No one had ever spent much time 'down there' before, none of my boyfriends had enjoyed it, I had always been the giver and never the receiver- so this was new to me. The way her tongue explored everything was completely new to me and felt amazing. Bringing my hands down, I dug my fingertips into her skull the same way she had done last night. "Laura... I..." but it didn't need explaining, she could feel the pulse and the clenching of my muscles around her tongue. She leant back on her haunches, looking at me as I got my breath back. Then she leaned forward again and gave one last lick around to taste me. My eyes were closed but I felt her on level with me again- then she was rinsing off the soap that had settled on my skin with her hands. I was like a rag doll and was submissive as she turned me around and began lathering my back. Her kisses moved down my spine and on both bum cheeks- one after the other. It was hard to breathe in the closeness of the steam but also in my state. When I turned back to her she was shampooing her own hair. Her eyes were closed and I brushed away the soap that was beginning to trickle down her forehead. "Thanks." She said. "No problem." I helped her rinse it off. When we were both soap free, I kissed her breasts, cupping them in my hands, feeling the lightweight in each palm. "You are so beautiful." I said. "You too." She turned off the water and we stood their dripping. Our skin met and we kissed again. I held her in my arms and felt her palms pressed against my back, pushing me to her. It took me a while to get dressed. First, I had to find all my clothes, my jeans and pants were at opposite corners of the bedroom, my shirt was behind the sofa and my bra was hanging off the coffee table. Laura's lace bra and top were also in the lounge. It really had been a night to remember. With the Cuprofen fully in my system, my hangover had disappeared, or I was numb to the pain. Laura walked me to the flat door, but stood against it so I couldn't leave. "I want you to know that I don't normally do that sort of thing, even with men. I know you probably don't want a relationship or anything, not being a lesbian and all..." she smiled, "but, I'm not expecting that to be the end of it. Maybe we can meet up for another drink? Go for lunch or something...see what happens?" For the first time, I saw she looked self-conscious. She wasn't looking at me directly in the face. This made me feel good, "I would love to do it again. You have my number; whenever you want to meet up, be it for lunch or a...coffee, then give me a call." Laura looked at me, smiling now "You sure?" I tutted, grabbing her hands "Laura, I just did something I have never done with any other girl. You are far more than a friend to me now. I wouldn't say you're a lover, but you are not on the friend tier. This isn't the end." She brought her hands around my neck and we embraced. I nestled my nose into her hair, smelling the orange shampoo I had just helped her wash it with. Opening the door, she let me pass the threshold. Turning back, I saw she looked upset, "Don't be sad Miss Laura. We will meet again." Slowly, she nodded, "I know. I just had so much fun last night. I will miss you." I leaned forward and kissed her softly on the mouth, "Me too." An apartment door opposite opened and an older woman stepped out; she smiled at Laura who smiled and said a jolly "Hello" back. "I should go." I said, aware the old lady was looking at me strangely. "I'll see you soon Laura." "Bye." She stayed at the door until I had disappeared from view down the stairs. As I opened the entrance door, I felt my phone vibrate. Looking at it, it said 'Sam Calling'. I smiled; little did he know that we would both have sex stories to swap on the train home. I picked up the phone, snuggled into my coat, took one last look towards the apartment block but didn't know which window was hers, and strode towards the station. The One Exception Ch. 03 My phone buzzed next to me on the desk, I jumped at the sudden noise fully engrossed with my laptop. Grabbing the phone, I couldn't stop the smile that split across my face. It was a text from Laura: Hi. A distant friend is having a house party tonight. Up for it? Laura xoxox I typed a speedy reply: Hey. Love to, what time and where? Xxx 8pm. Smart/formal. Bring friends, it's going to be a big one. She has spare rooms. See you then xoxox It had been over a week since that night with Laura, and I hadn't stopped thinking about it. As soon as I got the address from her, I texted all my close friends and told them we were all going. Sam was the first to phone me a few seconds after I pressed the send button, "I'm there. Shall I pick you up?" "You're driving?" "Might as well, it'll be easier to get there. If I can stay the night, I can sleep off the alcohol for the next morning." "Then pick me up on the way. Thanks...' I paused, suddenly becoming a bit nervous. 'What are you wearing?" I asked. "Shirt and trousers with a waistcoat I think. You?" "Not sure, my pencil dress I wore to the club once." "The black and turquoise one?" "Yep." "Hubba hubba. You want to get some? You and Laura gonna have sexy time again?" I blushed even though no one could see me, "No, but maybe sexy time with a man this time. Laura and I were a one time thing." "Mmm, whatever. See you later." Before I could say bye, he hung up. "Whatever then." It took me more than 2 hours to make myself perfect. Whenever I looked in the mirror I imagined Laura was looking back at me; it made me doubt myself. A car horn echoed around the houses. Peeking outside through the curtains I saw Sam's small Peugeot stopped in the middle of the road. He waved frantically from the drivers seat. Sam widened his eyes as I fell into the car. "Well hello there stranger. Who are you and what did you do with Elle?" "Shut up Sam' I eyed him up, 'Nice waistcoat." "Thanks. We'll look like a fine couple together." He began driving towards the party. "Hi Elle" Other friends, Liam and Joe chorused from the back seats. I turned to look at them, "Hey guys, excited?" "Hells yeah' Liam said, 'I've brought a toothbrush and deodorant just in case I get lucky." "I'm not looking to get lucky' Joe said, 'being a faithful boyfriend and all." My phone beeped next to me. Hey. Text me when you're outside and I'll come and meet you at the door. Xxxx Sam caught my smile "Who's that? Laura?" "How did you know?" "I could tell by the way you looked at it. What'd she say?" "None of your business." "So... what's going on with you and her then? Are you officially a lesbian now? "No. I'm not a lesbian; I don't think she is either. Please stop asking. We're just friends." "With benefits." "Okay stop talking now. Let me top up my makeup in peace." Fumbling around in my bag, I reapplied my lipstick and eyeliner. It took just under an hour to get to the party. The closer we got to the house, the more nervous I became. The boys were talking loudly about some TV show or something and I didn't hear a word of it. You could hear the party before you saw it. Thumping music and excited shouts led us to the front door of a huge, double fronted mansion. Cars were already parked across the immense driveway. "Here we are." Sam parked near the road and stepped out of the car. I texted Laura to say we were here as I watched a couple stumbling out of the front door towards us. "Who's house is this?' Liam asked, looking up at the wrap around balcony on the second floor, the double garage and the grand fountain in the centre of the driveway. "One of Laura's friends. She knows a lot of powerful people with too much money." I answered. "Clearly." Then I saw her. She was descending the steps from the front door and already waving at the group of us. Her hair was loose and slightly curled, flowing down her back in a glossy shimmer. She wore a chocolate satin dress that stopped just above the knee with bright red lips. The dress had a plunge neckline that only just concealed her breasts; her ample cleavage bulged out of and I couldn't help but stare. "Hi Elle.' She said as she walked towards us, she hugged me with a slight peck on the cheek. Turning back to the guys she asked. 'And who are these fine gentlemen?' I pointed to each one in turn. "This is Liam, Joe and you've already met Sam." She winked at him. "Of course, how could I forget him?' she looked at me, 'It's good to see you again. Shall we go in?' The five of us walked into the house. People were everywhere, dancing, drinking and making out. There was so much to look at I found it hard to take everything in. Laura led us to the kitchen. "Help yourselves to a drink, anything you want.' She placed her hand on me shoulder, 'I'll be right back." Being at a party where I hardly knew anyone made me uncomfortable. A party this big was enough to make me very nervous. I had finished my first drink in ten minutes and moved onto the next. A group of guys came to say hello and before I knew what was happening we were playing 'I have never'. I couldn't help but wonder where Laura had gone. We were a few questions in, then Sam looked at me. "I have never licked out a girl." The boy's drunk, but I paused. The others didn't expect me to, but Sam knew more than they did and waited. "Um...Elle. You haven't drunk." "Sam, don't make me do this." Liam and Joe looked at me. Liam gaped, "Wait what? You've licked out a girl! When?" I blushed, boring my eyes into the carpet. "Never." Sam normally wouldn't care but tonight he had had a few too many glasses. "She sure did. She got drunk, made out with a girl then went back to her place and got together." "Who was it?" Joe asked. "It was L-" "Sam!' I glared at him, cutting him off mid word, 'It doesn't matter who it was. It was just a girl." "Whatever. Just drink." One of the new boys said. I took a two-finger sip of gin. Then saw Laura. She was standing on the bottom step of the sweeping staircase; a man's arm was dangled up over her shoulder and the other was around her waist. She had a champagne glass in one hand and her other hand was stroking his sandy hair. Next to me, Joe was saying his 'I have never' question but I didn't pay any attention. Laura laughed and it reached me, the boy was laughing too, he leaned forward and whispered something in her ear. My stomach tightened and I felt like I wanted to cry. Laura was still stroking his hair and the way her body leant towards him made me feel very uncomfortable. Then he kissed her on the cheek and she didn't move away, a smile parted her lips. "Excuse me. I have to go. " I grumbled and stumbled up, running passed the stairs where Laura was - I felt her watching me as I passed her - and ran into the garden. There were so many drunken people lying around the place, I eventually found sanctuary at the end of the garden and sat on a bench behind a huge oak tree. Blossom trailed along the fence. I could feel tears on my cheeks. Stop crying you idiot. Why ARE you crying? She was just being friendly, and you don't have feelings for her, you merely think she's pretty. Nothing more, get over it. You are not a lesbian. It didn't help. I could see him kissing her cheek and how she smiled. I rested my chin on my hands, listening to the distant thud of the music, the laughter and noise of excited partygoers. "Elle?" I heard her voice. I didn't want to see her, or her to see me, not like this. I bent my knees up to my chin and hugged them on the bench. As small as I got, maybe she wouldn't be able to find me. It was fruitless because she did find me. She saw me huddled on the bench with mascara running down my cheeks - I didn't see her. Slowly, she came to sit next to me and I didn't realise until I felt her sigh next to me. "What's wrong?' I jumped at her voice and hurriedly tried to wipe the tears away. 'Don't wipe them away' she placed a concerned hand on my forearm. 'Tell me what's wrong?" "Nothing." I sobbed. "Obviously something. What's up?" "It's stupid, and it doesn't matter." "It might not matter to you, but it matters to me. I want to know what's wrong with you?" "I. I' I sighed, staring at a bee resting on the blossom. It was useless keeping it from her, I gritted my teeth. 'Are you interested in that guy with the blond hair?" I felt her move next to me. Slowly, she moved her hand down to where mine was and entwined our fingers together. "No. He was just a guy that was trying to get me into bed." "And did he?" I looked down at our hands. "That's why I said 'trying'. No. I don't want to get into bed with anyone tonight.' My head drooped and I made to pull my hand away but she held it hard, 'except you." I looked into her face and her eyes were glistening. "That guy is just a guy. Why do you think I invited you tonight in the first place? I really wanted to see you. I've missed you. All I wanted to do is have a night with you again. It's all I've thought about since." "Laura...I." But I couldn't finish because she was there, lips on my lips. And then I just exploded because she was kissing me, her hands on the edge of my bum. I placed my hands on her shoulders then moved them down to her breasts. Tonight I didn't even care about what she or anyone else thought. I didn't have any embarrassment because I had felt what it was like seeing her with a guy, and I wanted her for myself again. My tongue brushed along her teeth and against the roof of her mouth. She brought her tongue and licked the outline of my lips. She sighed and parted from me. "We need to find a room. Now." She whispered. "I agree." I breathed. With that, she pulled me up and whisked me through the house. We opened and closed many different bedroom doors before we found an empty one. She pushed me through the door, slamming it behind us and locking it. Before I could catch my breath, she pushed me against a dresser so my back hurt, but I didn't care. Laura was squeezing my breasts, her tongue forcing itself deep down my throat. Our breathing was fast, loud and I could feel myself dripping already. Wrapping my hands around her waist, I pulled her hips into my own and squeezed her there. She put her leg around one of mine and pushed herself against me. I felt her thigh against my dress. Moving one hand from around her waist I pulled her leg higher and held it by the back of the knee. She wrapped it tighter around my leg so I could slowly move my hand up her leg and underneath her dress, caressing her inner thigh. Laura began to moan against my mouth and I could feel her urging my hand further upwards. I had no idea where I was anymore. I could feel Laura on me, and I could smell her and taste her lipstick. I didn't care about anyone or anything but her. Forcefully, I brought my fingers around her pants and began to pull them off. For some reason, I growled at the back of my throat and tore them clean off. It was a purple thong with a transparent front. I stopped kissing her and dangled the thong in front of Laura's face. "I have another pair with me." She pulled a side smile. Throwing them to the floor, I began biting her neck- I didn't know what had come over me; I was filled to the brim with animal desire. I was acting like an animal. It reminded me of vampire movies I had seen and I was the vampire. "I'm going to lick you out so good you're brains going to explode." I growled against her neck, as I nibbled. "I don't want you to." Stopping mid bite, I looked at her closed eyes "What?" "I want you to fuck me instead." She gazed at me through squinted eyes. "...How?" "How do women fuck each other Elle? Think about it." As if to underline her point, she turned to eye up her handbag on the floor. I was stunned. "You've got something in your handbag?" Laura giggled. "My friend picked it up for me last night. I trust him, he wouldn't tell anyone. Do you want me to fuck you first?" My head was spinning with desire, but I wanted to do this. "I'll fuck you first' I paused, biting her collarbone, '...hard." She shuddered. With my hand still on her thigh, I moved it forwards and began stroking her hard clit. "Oh." Laura moaned, grabbing at the fabric of my dress, pulling it away from my skin. Before I knew what was happening, she was pulling me away from the dresser and against the wall next to it. She went down on her knees, unbuttoning my shoes and pulling off my tights with her teeth. Once she was back up straight again, I pulled back her hair in one hand and brushed it over one shoulder. She watched me, with one hand undoing the zip at the side of her dress. It dropped in a heap at her feet. Sexily she stepped out of it, one eyebrow raised at me. The bra matched her pants, and had a bow on each strap. Turning my back to her, she undid my zip and began kissing between my shoulder blades as she undid my bra. Then we were on fire again. This time I pushed her onto the bed, straddling her almost before she landed. I took hold of her wrists and forced them above her head, gripping them firmly so she couldn't move. Laura was submissive, bringing her face towards me so she could crush her mouth against mine. We both groaned and moaned as our lips moved against each other. I was moving my vagina against hers so our clits were rubbing together, mine through my underwear. I felt her hardness under me and felt my sticky wetness between my legs. "Get my bag." I did as she asked and watched her fumble with the zip. There was no light on in the room, just the orange shimmer of the sunset through the bay windows looking out over the garden. I had never seen a strap on before. It was bigger than I thought and the dildo part was a bright red. It had buckles and looked a little intimidating. Laura must have seen the doubt in my face because she said. "I don't know how to use it either, but my friend gave a quick explanation. I'll do it up for you." Standing up off the bed, I let her pull my thong down and watched her bring the straps around my waist and tie them up. The dildo looked incredibly strange hanging there; I tried not to giggle because I knew it would spoil the mood. I said. "I've never fucked anyone before, not with a penis anyway." Laura grinned. "You'll be great I'm sure.' She reached down and began stroking it as she kissed me all over my face. Even though I couldn't feel it, the idea of what she was doing was enough to turn me on. 'Just relax." Taking her arms, I pushed her back on the bed. She fell with her hair around her and I stood tall above her staring at how she was widening her legs. "Do you need any spit?" I asked, looking at how her opening clenched. She couldn't talk, and shook her head wordlessly. Her eyes were shinning with expectation and already her hands were in fists. I grabbed the dildo and stepped forward. I let it rest at her opening for a while, letting the tension build inside her, I rubbed it against her clit a few times watching her squirm with her eyes half closed. Someone ran past the room laughing, and I remembered there was a party raging downstairs. This got me even hornier. People were all around us oblivious to the fact we were up here, about to fuck each other's brains out. The door was locked, sure, but it could be broken open if someone was drunk enough to try and force it. The fact someone could walk in and see us at any moment spurred me on. Even though my secret would be out, the thought really excited me. I pushed into her, watching it disappear right up to the hilt. Laura called out loudly. Anyone who happened to be in the rooms next to us would have heard. It was obvious what we were doing by the sounds that Laura could no longer control. She was moaning like a porn star, trying to reach forward and grab hold of me but I was too far away. Grabbing her leg by the knee, I pulled it up and towards me so that her leg was at 90 degrees to her body. Her other leg she bent and crooked round the back of my leg. I held her ankle, holding it in place next to my face and thrust harder. Not being a man, I had never thrust like this before. I could imagine how my ass must have looked from behind. It was refreshing being the man, looking at a woman that I was filling completely, sliding up and down on the bedcovers because of my movement. The dildo was going deep; every time I went back in I made sure I could see no red plastic at all. Every time I slammed against her, she yelled out a little louder. I paused, feeling the dildo all the way in and circled my hips a little. "Elle! Shit! Oh my god! Fuck!" she screamed. With the hand that wasn't holding her ankle above me, I fingered her clit. She brought her hands up to her hair and began scrunching up handfuls of brunette strands. "You like that?" it sounded cheesy but I said it anyway. "Oh god yes." She was still screaming. I sped up, watching the red dildo disappear and reappear, feeling the sweat from the excursion dribble down my forehead and my back. Laura was pink all over, her nipples pointed up to the ceiling and she was panting. Then she reached orgasm and she bit her fingers to muffle her yell. Her leg around my own tightened. Stopping, I pulled the dildo out and let her ankle go. She kept her leg there before she let it drop. Her eyes were closed and she looked exhausted. I came to lie next to her, and watched her gain control of herself again. Laura turned to face me. "Now that is what I call fucking my brains out. You didn't lie." She breathed. "You don't have to return the favour, you're tired. " "Shut up." Was all she said. She unbuckled me, 'Do you want me to clean it?" She asked. "No." She smiled seductively as she kneeled above me strapping herself in. My bag vibrated on the floor where it was underneath my dress. We both looked over. "It's probably my friends wondering where I am." I said. "Then let them wonder." She pushed my legs apart so they were spread wide. It didn't feel like a penis when it was in but it still felt good. She did me in the missionary position. I wrapped my arms around her neck and enjoyed kissing her as she went in and out, feeling her skin moving against mine and smelling her hair as it waved over my face. I was much quieter than her, but she was much softer and tender than I had been. I drew patterns with my fingers on her body, felt her hipbones and spine underneath my hands. It didn't take long for me to orgasm. She parted her lips from mine as I did and watched my face intently as I scrunched up my eyes in pleasure. I pushed her bum towards me so the plastic was completely inside me. When I had finished, she began licking my neck all over, licking away the sweat that had slowly dribbled downwards. Laura unbuckled the strap on and placed it carefully off the bed making sure none of the cum rubbed off on the carpet. The sun had disappeared and the light had turned a pale yellow. Laura was flat against my body; my breathing ruffled her hair and our sweat mingled. We lay in silence for about ten minutes, listening to the sounds of the party below us. "We should get back." I said as my phone vibrated again. "Yes we should." It took us a while before we found the energy to move. I wiped my sweat using a whole packet of tissues Laura offered me. She put on her spare thong and once her dress was on, the only sign that something had happened was her messy hair and smudged lipstick. I brushed my hair, reapplying the makeup that had washed off with the sweat. There was a ladder in my tights from her teeth but it was just hidden by my dress. The One Exception Ch. 03 Laura put more lipstick on and spritzed us with her perfume to cover the musky scent of sex. No one would know unless they looked really closely. The bedroom was an en-suite, so Laura washed the dildo off and wrapped it back up into her bag. "I bet everyone's smashed by now, they won't even realise we had gone." I said to her from the bedroom. "Probably, we better catch up." She called. Checking my phone, I saw two missed calls from Joe. I deleted them, knowing there would be no point calling him back, it would be shorter just finding him. Laura appeared at the doorframe. She leaned against it, arm above her head, looking at me with those sexy eyes. "Can I help you?" I asked, strolling towards her. "Nope, just looking." We brushed noses and kissed. Together we unlocked the door and walked back to the party. We held hands. People were strewn all over the floor, passed out. There was rubbish everywhere. We found my friends in the pool. They had stripped down to their underwear and were playing Marco Polo. Joe looked up as we came into the conservatory. "Where have you been?" "I've been talking with Laura." "Oh right." He couldn't see our hands as we placed them together behind our backs. Sam glared at us. I could tell he knew I was lying. "What are you guys doing?" I asked, moving the attention away from the two of us. Liam spluttered as he surfaced. "Playing Marco Polo. Want to play?" "No thanks. I'm good." Laura and I sat in the kitchen drinking our selves into oblivion talking to a group of med students. I watched how Laura laughed and flirted with them. It was impressive. I wasn't jealous or worried anymore because underneath the table her hand kept squeezing my knee and her foot rested on mine. The house finally fell silent at three in the morning. Laura and I found my wet friends sleeping in the cinema room, curled up on the chairs. We left them there and returned to the room we had staked a claim on earlier. Snuggling into her, head cushioned by her breasts, I whispered. "Thank you for inviting me." "There is no need to thank me. It was my pleasure." She kissed me on the head.