Sophie's Gems-5; Opal

by Karen Cypher

As always, the people, places and events are wholly fictional. The end of Sophie's escapades are not here yet, so don't worry!

Sophie sprawled lazily in her easy chair. She had her eyes half closed, and had been flipping through channels without purpose; the television's droning and the muted voices lulling her into sleep in the early hour of the morning. The Sunday paper was spread on the floor around her, forgotten after aimlessly reading the first page of every section; advertisements piled neatly in a stack with the remote control sitting atop them.

Jade crossed her line of half masked vision to get the remote from the pile on the coffee table. She was naked, except for a pair of white cotton panties. From this angle, Sophie's eyes focused on Jade's thighs and crotch. Not really interested in sex at all, Sophie nevertheless murmured to her from a half sleep; "Bring that lovely pussy over here� I want to see it up close."

Startled, Jade walked over, smiling crookedly and with a bemused arch of her eyebrow as she complied with Sophie's request. She straddled Sophie's head; one foot on the floor and one on the far armrest of the chair with her knee folded beside Sophie's ear, supporting her weight on the padded arm of the oversized chair.

Sophie arched up, nuzzling her face into the humidness and flesh- warmed heat of the white cotton, snuffling her� inhaling deeply, smelling both her musky scent and the cleanliness of the panties. She mouthed the front of the panel; breathing on it, gumming it with lips drawn tight over her teeth. Sophie shifted slightly, nipping at the inside of Jade's thigh, biting it hard enough to make her wince; lapping and kissing at the skin to disburse the pain.

Sophie hooked a finger in the elastic waistband, pulling down far enough to expose the shaved, slightly bumpy but smooth skin of Jade's sex. She circled Jade's hidden clit with the tip of her tongue, stabbing at it, probing� making Jade bounce slightly with the forceful touch to her sensitive flesh before finally drawing a long, lazy lick with the fullness of her tongue from the bottom back to the top. Jade tasted slightly salty, smelling of scented soap and something else, something indefinable; a clean fragrance that was uniquely her own. Sophie rotated her head, pressing her hand hard into Jade's bottom, forcing her fully against her mouth.

Jade growled low, sucking in air through clenched teeth as Sophie pulled her tighter; slipping her panties down further to trace circles along the soft cheeks of her ass with her fingernails, letting her thumb dip down to the space between her pussy and asshole� sliding it up to explore the soft puckered ring of her anus.

Sophie felt Jade tighten up to prevent her from pressing against her asshole, but aggression had risen up in Sophie and she continued. She placed her hand in the cleft of Jade's ass with her thumb extending down to the bottom of her sex, enabling Sophie to lap at her thumb with her tongue. She moistened the digit still further by inserting her thumb into Jades pussy, collecting the gathering moisture before returning to her original target; massaging the moistened finger at the entrance.

It was slick there now, and Sophie could imagine the smell and taste, which excited her. Jade's position and opened legs could not prevent her assault, and she kept the woman diverted by sucking hard on her clit. Jade had been overly concerned about how she smelled the first time Sophie had rimmed her, so she was probably thinking about it again� which excited Sophie even more.

The thought popped into Sophie's mind, that if she had a dick� right now, if she had a dick, she would wear Jade out. She would stay in that puckered, slippery, sexy-smelling ass of Jade's as often as she could; slide into her willing pussy to be engulfed with heat and liquid� dominating her and thrusting herself against Jade's body with relentless passion. She would ride Jade from behind, reaching under to rub her clit as their bodies joined, listening to the wet squishy noise as she fucked her silly; the completion of her pleasure at Sophie's bidding alone. And when Jade was about to come from this imaginary fucking, Sophie would rub faster and faster. Jade's eyes would close, throat exposed, head thrown back, a maniacal scream ripping from her very core� and then Sophie would come too; violently, with muscles cramping and teeth exposed, all the while rubbing and thrusting into Jade. When they both calmed down, Sophie would gently roll the nub of Jade's clit between her fingers, dip down to gather the wetness and rub it over the lips of her pussy; spreading it around with feathery touches.

But Sophie didn't have a flesh and blood dick. She did have a strap- on, but she wasn't feeling particularly eager enough to stop what she was doing and retrieve it. She would have to make Jade come the old fashioned, time honored way.

She released Jade's clit from her sucking mouth with a small wet pop and scooted down further in the chair so her lips were even with the opening of Jade's pussy. She levered her neck up again, reveling in the feeling of Jade's heat and slick softness against her cheeks as she rocked her head back and forth. Chuckling softly into the rich folds, she extended her tongue, reaching back; farther, until she was licking the thumb that was still pressed against Jade's asshole.

Jade made an inarticulate, guttural sound as Sophie's tongue found her asshole. She was too worked up now to care, but a part of her mind still wondered if she tasted badly down there. Sophie had professed a distinct pleasure in licking her behind; something that Jade herself was a little queasy about, but she had to admit that it felt damn good! The slippery touch of Sophie's exploring tongue feeling its way around her most private of places sent her into a heightened state of arousal. She felt her legs quiver with the strain of maintaining her stance. It was lustily erotic to position herself this way at Sophie's bidding; a little slutty even. That had aroused her more than she thought it could, but she was growing weak and her legs felt on fire.

She looked down her body and into Sophie's eyes. It excited her to be handled in such a way, to be taken like this; without warning� to have Sophie display her desire for her without as much as a 'how do you do'. She closed her eyes and shuddered when she felt Sophie slip a finger into her pussy, which was flooded; hot and honey-thick with wetness. She felt Sophie's finger slide in and out of her while her tongue played with her asshole, feeling yet another burst of excitement when Sophie's finger found her clit. Jade didn't know how Sophie did it; her fingers seemed to be everywhere at once� that added to the excitement.

Suddenly, her orgasm was right there. She expanded into pure sensation; every cell trembling and on edge until the orgasm started rolling through her. She flung her arms around the back of the chair, burying her face in the soft cushion; moaning and cursing into the cloying scent of the fake leather. The licking and fingering went on long after her orgasm came to a stop. She was flung from one level to another; not closing up, but opening more and more until she reached the absolute limit of her pleasure.

Sated and exhausted, Jade struggled from the embrace of her lover. Her body idled like an overheated car, and she fell into a soft, dream-like state and thought about why the simple act of morning sex excited her so much.

Sophie patted Jade's bottom as she let her go. "The girl's will be up soon, so if you want to take another shower now and have hot water before they get going, I'll get breakfast ready."

Jade smiled languidly, stretching her tiredness away and giving Sophie a lingering kiss before heading back into the bedroom.

Sophie drew the silk robe tight, cinching it closed around her waist as she stepped into the kitchen. She and Jade had finished the last of the painting, spending all day yesterday while the girls swam in the pool and generally had the run of the rest of the house. Over a dinner of delivered pizza, Sophie had talked Jade into staying the night with her girls; a sleepover, of sorts. They were all going to the stores this morning to do some back to school shopping, so it made it convenient if they all left from Sophie's house.

Several weeks had passed since her time alone that day with Amber at the pool. She had never repeated her performance for the girl, and wasn't sure if Amber would ever ask her to again, although the two of them had talked repeatedly about sex and the female body. She and Amber did still see each other on occasion, but their time alone never had the same magic; the same spark as that one glorious afternoon. Sophie did feel a special connection with her though, a connection that Sophie wanted to explore, but Amber seemed a little more distant, a little cooler when it became evident that Sophie would be spending more and more time with her mother. Sophie had told Jade that Amber was asking some very pointed questions about sex; masturbation in particular, and was curious to see if Jade had ever done anything about it.

Since living here, Jade had become a more or less permanent fixture in Sophie's life. They were truly just friends who enjoyed each other's company; a friendship that had an added benefit of having fantastic sex together. Though not a couple in the strictest of sense, Sophie was enough of a realist to know that she had no one else she would be with, if not for Jade. She licked her lips, savoring the taste; fantastic sex indeed!

The girls came in right on cue. Jade had just finished setting the table while Sophie gave them each a kiss in greeting. "Morning, sleepyhead," she said to Pearle, tousling the girls hair as she released her. "Morning, angel," she greeted Amber. Sophie wondered if Amber noticed the taste on Sophie's lips. She always felt naughty and wicked to kiss them after going down on Jade, and always wondered if they could tell. She shot a quick look over to Jade, but if she noticed or not, Jade didn't do anything. Her smile actually grew wider, if Sophie wasn't mistaken.

Sophie didn't openly flaunt her relationship with Jade in front of the girls, but she didn't hide the fact that they were 'close' friends, and Sophie knew that Jade did the same. She wasn't sure, exactly, what Pearle knew. Amber, she suspected, had a pretty clear idea what was going on� was that why she was colder to Sophie of late? Was she jealous? Of who, she wondered with sudden insight, was Amber jealous of� me or Jade? Sophie sighed; questions, questions and more questions! There were no easy answers. She was long overdue for a serious sit-down with Jade.

Soon enough, the kitchen was alive with the clatter of pots and pans, accompanied by the raucous laughter of the girls as they talked about the latest fashion of the moment. Sophie and Jade shared a humorous eye-roll at Amber's growing list of what she would and would not wear; a list based on what she remembered from her gossip of last school-year.

Eventually, with breakfast over, Sophie got the kitchen cleaned up with the help of Jade while the girls went to shower and get ready. Sophie herself still needed to get dressed, but she dragged Jade along to help her and speed up the process.

From her previous job as a counselor, Sophie had an entire closet full of dresses and skirts to choose from. Unfortunately, she was tired of these and wanted a change of wardrobe. Working around the house the last several weeks had exhausted her two or three pairs of shorts, and even her jeans had been sacrificed to the category of 'working clothes'. Not that she would entirely give up on wearing a skirt, but lately, she found herself wishing for a pair of shorts and a fun top. And shoes or sandals! Sophie desperately wished for something practical yet stylish for everyday wear. She was actually looking forward to shopping today.

"Dress me, maidservant," Sophie said in her best imperious voice, complete with accent. "I desire something stylish and cool." The effect was marred somewhat when she giggled helplessly at the look on Jade's face. "Really though," Sophie continued. "Pick something that you would like to see me in; I am completely at your mercy."

Jade had a thoughtful yet mischievous look on her face as she dug into the row of hanging clothes in Sophie's closet. Eventually, she selected three outfits, all sun dresses, and stood with Sophie by the bed as she held the first one up.

"My Lady looks divine in this particular shade of green." Jade said, laying all three dresses on the bed. "Does My Lady require assistance with her robe?"

"We do." Sophie replied, tilting her head back slightly and spreading her arms out wide from the side to give Jade ready access.

Jade slipped under Sophie's outstretched arm to stand behind her; nuzzling her neck as she reached around for the sash at her waist. Slowly, she untied the simple knot and pulled the robe open, kissing the flesh of Sophie's shoulder as it was revealed by the falling robe. With one hand, she caressed the ribs of her lover before returning to the front to grab the green dress.

"If My Lady will permit me?" she asked, smiling at Sophie's returning nod.

She unzipped the dress, holding it by the shoulder straps as she knelt before Sophie. She was only inches from her pussy, but Jade kept her eyes averted as she opened the dress for Sophie to step into, and then stood to return once again at Sophie's back; helping the woman pull it up and over her body.

"It seems a shame to constrain such wonderful breasts, My Lady." Jade said, reaching around to heft Sophie's breasts into place before zipping her up. To Sophie, Jade took a deliciously long time to do it.

Sophie took the few steps to stand before the full length mirror, turning this way and that as she examined the result.

"Does My Lady approve?" Jade asked her, moving up to stand demurely behind Sophie.

"Check the fit at the hips," Sophie said, once again using the imperious voice from earlier. "We are not pleased with how the dress hangs around them. They appear as wide as an ox cart."

"At once, My Lady" Jade said, dropping to her knees beside Sophie and running her hands under the dress to slide them over Sophie's hips. She left one hand in place, but moved the other to Sophie's leg, gradually moving it up to rest fully against Sophie's suddenly heated sex. "Perhaps another from the selection would better suit you, My Lady?"

At Sophie's approving nod, Jade retrieved another dress from the bed, repeating the dressing process much as before, only standing in front of the mirror to watch themselves as their play unfolded.

"Ah!" Sophie exclaimed. "We are far better served with this one." She reached up to cup her own breasts through the dress. "Does this not make us look whorish with so much exposed?"

"Not at all, My Lady," Jade replied smoothly. "Your breasts are truly magnificent! The cut of the dress does reveal some fair amount of your delicious cleavage, but you could never be said to appear whorish."

"Very well," Sophie said after a moment's reflective thought. "And shall we also let you select our undergarments?"

This time, it was Jade who smiled. "My Lady, to cover the virtuous perfection that is your womanhood would be an unconscionable affront to your rapturous beauty."

Sophie sniggered helplessly, finally asking; "How in the world did you get all that out with a straight face?"

Jade lifted her nose in the air; "If My Lady will seat herself, her servant will select appropriate footwear." Jade slipped into the closet to rummage around on the shoe shelf. She came back with a strappy pair of sandals, finding Sophie sitting on the edge of her bed. She knelt once more at Sophie's feet. Jade lovingly placed a foot in the sandal, taking exquisite care as she fastened the buckle before placing the foot wide as she reached for the other one. Jade lifted Sophie's leg, resting it on her shoulder as she gently massaged her calf and lower thigh. From her position, she could clearly see up Sophie's dress; looked directly at Sophie's pussy before resting her cheek on Sophie's calf.

"Your servant would properly attend your needs, My Lady, if we were not previously expected by the children." Jade said, kissing softly on Sophie's leg before letting it down to put the other sandal on.

Amber walked in just as Jade was fastening the buckle around Sophie's ankle; knocking and entering the bedroom in one fluid movement.

"We're all ready to go, Mom." Amber said to her mother, her eyes taking in the site of her mother kneeling at Sophie's feet with her hands holding her leg. She shot a look to Sophie; jealousy rearing angrily for an instant before the smiles of both women wilted it away.

"Let's go then!" Sophie and Jade said simultaneously.

It was a longish drive, but they got to the outlet malls around 10 O'clock in the morning, right as everything was opening up. Jade took the girls shopping, agreeing to meet Sophie for lunch in a couple of hours at a nearby sandwich shop.

Sophie wandered around, looking in storefront windows at the selections offered. She could probably fit into most of the trendy clothes on display, but she knew she was a little far along in years to pull off the look. Besides, the colors and cut were simply gaudy.

Sophie paused at one window, appraised the contents, and then walked into the store. She paused after entering; running a finger to hook a stray strand of hair back behind her ear and then kneading the nape of her neck. The store was by no means crowded, but she took sight of the two other early shoppers, and of the store's three assistants; waiting quietly in the rows and by racks of clothes to politely aid anyone who even remotely looked interested in purchasing.

One of the first things she noticed as she started walking around was that the clothes were arranged by season; fall looks in the front, summer outfits in back, and an odd assortment that she supposed could be for any season on the wings. Two high-school girls were chattering loudly by the dressing room as they picked out clothes� something about a 'zombie sleepwalking whore.'

The next thing she noticed was the store assistant and object of their conversation; a girl in a white blouse and short grey skirt standing opposite Sophie on the other side of the store. The girl's eyes were closed and her reddish-blonde hair was mussed, falling across half her face. Her lips were slightly parted, and she breathed with the slow deep rhythm of sleep.

Sophie walked over a few isles and inspected the girl while flipping through a rack; somewhat unobtrusively. Her eyelids, with their pale lashes, started moving rapidly back and forth as if in dream. It was hard for Sophie to know for certain, but the girl certainly seemed to be asleep on her feet. 'Zombie Sleepwalker' indeed!

When Sophie got her first full view of the girl, she was surprised to see that she was dressed in a schoolgirl's uniform, complete with knee-high socks and black patent shoes. Her blouse had the first two buttons unbuttoned and opened slightly, but the loose knot of her maroon neckpiece covered all but a hint of skin. The skirt had very wide pleats, and was certainly on the shorter side of decency if worn for school, but perfect as a sexy and fun outfit. The blouse was rumpled, short and not tucked in, making Sophie wonder if the girl had been out partying last night and slept in her clothes; making it to work in time to seemingly fall asleep while standing up.

The girl stirred, stretched powerfully, and looked directly at Sophie.

Embarrassed to be caught staring, Sophie blinked and quickly looked away, focusing her gaze instead on the rack of clothes she was absently thumbing through.

"Can I help you find something?" the girl said, approaching Sophie

Sophie turned to face her, an automatic but polite refusal dying unvoiced in her throat. The girl had an adorable face; sad, expressive brown eyes not unlike those of a cocker spaniel. Soft ruby lips that blossomed beautifully when she smiled; two gleaming rows of teeth which were slightly parted to show a peek of pink tongue. Sophie glanced down; a flash of reflected light catching her attention. She spied a laminated piece of plastic clipped onto the tail of the girl's blouse with the stores name in small type and 'Opal' printed prominently in bold letters. Sophie thought it curious that the girl would place her nametag there; it made the eye travel to her short skirt and the observer couldn't help but notice the vast expanse of leg that was on display. Or maybe that is exactly why she did it.

Sophie realized Opal was waiting for an answer. "Uh, well I don't really� uh." Sophie stammered, the absolute embodiment of clearly articulated thought; "Shorts."

For reasons known only to the truly gifted sales assistants, Opal somehow understood Sophie's monosyllabic reply and read the undercurrent of meaning, leading her towards the back of the store. "Here you are, Ma'am." Opal told her. "Our selection isn't large at this time of the year, but everything on these two racks is half price."

Sophie thanked her as she rummaged through the selection; Opal disappearing silently to let Sophie shop in peace.

After trying on, discarding, and finally deciding on a few outfits, Sophie made her way to the register, happy to find Opal there to ring her up. Perhaps it was the schoolgirl uniform, perhaps it was nothing more than habit, but as she stood there, Sophie fell into the old routine of mentally appraising Opal. Sophie found Opal very attractive, but couldn't understand why the girl dressed in a rumpled outfit and wore her hair in that 'I just got fucked silly' or 'Just crawled out of bed' look� she would be much prettier if she did not. Clearly, Opal had time to apply her makeup this morning. Sophie had slept in hers on occasion and knew how disastrous she looked in the morning as a result, so Opal had time to fix that if she had been up all night.

Sophie mentally shrugged. It was true that Opal had small breasts, no more than a slight handful, but they were probably capped by dusky nipples that poked out almost half an inch when she was excited. Sophie dreamily pictured her sad eyes heavy and dark with passion, her legs wrapped around the neck of someone� that is when she would look her best. Sophie smiled to herself and tried to guess Opal's age; young, certainly� 18� maybe 19? Sophie seriously doubted she was still in school.

Purchases complete, Sophie thanked Opal and walked out of the store; window shopping for another few minutes before she felt the urge to pee. She headed toward a coffee shop nearby, and then decided to stay in the cool air-conditioning and get off her feet before wandering around some more� it was still two hours before her rendezvous with Jade and the girls. She stood in the short line, looking at the menu to make her selection.

She felt a presence; smelled a familiar scent she couldn't place as she inhaled sharply. Turning, Sophie saw Opal standing close behind her; her hands up like she was about to put them over Sophie's eyes for a game of 'guess who?'

Sophie smiled. She couldn't help it. She would defy anyone not to smile when this girl was beaming with such radiance at them.

"Hi!" Opal said cheerily, still standing close from Sophie's abrupt turn; enabling Sophie to smell the minty aroma on her breath. "And before you ask; I'm not following you. The manager let two of us go home early because of how slow it is today� and I volunteered." Opal said. "I just popped in here to get a coffee while I wait for the bus" she finished, pointing out the window to a bus stop across the parking lot.

"Oh." Sophie said, following Opal's pointing finger. She was truly astounded by her masterful ability to string together such an elaborate sequence of words to so clearly and poignantly voice her thoughts; orators the world over would bow down to her unsurpassed talent.

"I uh� could I uh," Sophie mumbled incoherently, drawn inexorably into Opal's eyes. "Could I buy you a cup of coffee?" It sounded hokey the instant it left her mouth; like some tired-out pick up line used a million times� which, of course, it was. "I wanted to get off my feet for a while, and it would be nice to have some company."

"Sure!" Opal chirped; beaming more brightly, if that was possible. "I'll grab us a table." Opal said, swirling away and leaving the scent of her perfume in Sophie's nostrils again. Sophie caught the barest hint of cheek as Opal's skirt flared briefly in her turn, and smiled moronically as she reached the counter; ordering their drinks. Was Opal so bold as to go without panties in such a short skirt? Maybe she was wearing a thong� something equally racy� something wholly feminine and delectable.

Sophie pointedly remembered that she was attired in a sundress and sandals; nothing else. A blush rose to her face when she reflexively rubbed the front of her dress over her crotch. Going commando certainly had its appeal� and drawbacks. As she sauntered over to Opal, she was intensely conscious of her dress swirling against her legs.

They chatted amiably for a while, not bothering to fill the long pauses between conversations when the topic ran dry. Sophie relaxed and started to enjoy the quiet companionship, even going so far as to kick her feet up to rest on the booth-seat Opal was using. Then she felt Opal take one foot tenderly in her hands, rubbing her foot softly and gently. It felt wonderful, but Sophie was rather surprised by the familiarity Opal presumed. She kept quiet though and enjoyed the nonintrusive massage.

Sophie listened to the girl talk, enjoying the timbre of her voice and richness of her laugh. She watched her too; noting the play of muscles in her face and the expressive moue of displeasure when she crossed a topic she didn't agree with. Without really noticing, Sophie's legs were now on either side of Opal, the young woman gently rubbing a foot with each hand.

"So," Sophie started "How long have you been working at the store?" She didn't have any real interest in knowing; it was more so she could concentrate on anything other than how nice it was to look at Opal and the remarkable way she was falling under the woman's spell.

"Today is my second weekend, but my third day." Opal responded. Sophie looked at her questioningly. "Look," Opal said; a resigned quality to her speech. "I'm� well, I'm making a career move. I used to work at that store a couple of years ago, so the owner knows me and hired me back on even though she doesn't need another employee." She took a breath; "I have been an escort for the last year and a half."

Sophie remained silent, but was wide awake and listening intently.

"I fit the mold in some ways; no self confidence, low self esteem� anyway; I had no regrets in the beginning." She took a sip of coffee before continuing, a wry half-smile on her lips. "I even have a tattoo on my ass that reads 'All Yours'. I wanted anyone who was with me to read that and know that I belonged to them� man or woman, it didn't matter; I just like sex� pretty sick, huh?"

Still, Sophie remained silent, but her eyes and expression contained a world of sympathy.

"The, well the company, I guess you could call it, changed hands." Opal spoke very quietly. "I didn't like it, but I don't know what else to do, so I started where I left off."

"Ah, I see." Sophie said finally. And she did.

She had seen any number of girls go down this road in her time as a counselor� it saddened and sickened her. Abused wives, abused daughters, pregnancies� heartbreakingly, the list went on. Sophie felt a tear of true remorse trickle down her cheek.

"I am truly grateful you found a way out, Opal. I am proud of you!" And she meant that, too.

Opal beamed, as if in affirmation that she had made the right choice. "Thanks, Sophie. Truly, I mean that. I hesitate to tell my story anymore, because of the reactions I get."

"I'm not in a position to judge, Opal." Sophie said honestly. "You'll find no unwanted advice or condemnation from me on how to run your life� God knows mine is screwed-up enough, but I am proud of you for getting out, so to speak." She finished with a quick dab at her eye; stemming the flow of tears before they got too bad.

The companionable silence returned, along with the foot-rub. Each was lost to her own thoughts for the moment. Once again, Sophie failed to notice that another button had come undone on Opal's blouse, giving Sophie a generous view. Sophie daydreamed about Opal, about Opal's life, and examined the young woman through new eyes.

Sophie found her gaze riveted on Opal's chest. It wasn't out of a sense of arousal, but more just a place to rest her vision. Was Opal wearing a bra?

"Caught you," Opal stated matter of fact, releasing Sophie's feet from her lap. She softened her words with a smile and a slight shift in her posture that let more of her breast appear. It wasn't an accusation, but an invitation. Sophie would have sworn she could see every detail of Opal's nipples, outlined as they were beneath the smooth fabric of the blouse. No� no bra.

"Do you have a car here?" Opal asked.

Sophie nodded, embarrassed for having been caught staring while alarm bells started clamoring in her head. Danger! Danger!

She was able to hide her flush by reaching down to put her sandals on� taking her time to think until she recovered. Sophie honestly didn't know if Opal's story was true. The dangerous part of this young woman was that she could draw anyone into her web� charm anyone out of their sense or sensibilities. Sophie had seen it before. Not often, to be sure, but for the ones who perfected the ability� dangerous indeed!

"Come on." Opal stated; taking Sophie's hand but letting Sophie lead the way.

Even with all her instincts screaming at her to back away, with all her considerable experience into the whiles of young women who had their sights focused� Sophie found herself along for the ride. It was dangerous, to be sure; but that was the allure. Something naughty� forbidden� outside her comfort zone. Whatever you want to call it, Sophie was well and truly trapped.

"Welcome to my parlor," said the spider to the fly�

As they were driving away, Opal said; "I know a place. It's not far� maybe a mile or so."

"Opal," Sophie began, finally asserting herself, "I don't really have time to drive you anywhere. I have to get back and meet some friends in less than 15 minutes."

"Oh, don't worry." Opal said mysteriously. "It won't take near that long." She turned to Sophie; "If I'm not mistaken, you show a definite interest� in me, I mean. I'm feeling pretty good right now, so I'd like to personally thank you for the conversation and� well, your friendship." She finished.

"Turn in here." Opal said, indicating the drive they were approaching.

Sophie did so, and found herself next in line at an automatic car wash. "This takes three minutes from start to finish� I used to call it my '3 minute trick' when I was dating, and I can usually make my client very, very happy." She was silent for a moment. "What do you say?"

Sophie was silent for much longer than a moment, thinking furiously about what was happening. It took her by surprise� but she loved spontaneity; she was truly tempted.

Sophie didn't have some complicated decision matrix to follow, no outlandish sequence of yes or no questions to ponder and answer. For her, it was about desire. Did she, or did she not want it?

She paid at the kiosk and her Excursion was guided up on the track. She put it in neutral. The car went into the tunnel and they were suddenly plunged into darkness. Sophie took a deep breath and released it slowly.

She reached beside her and grabbed Opal's crotch; feeling the heat radiate from the girl as she squeezed, and then started to withdraw her hand; changing her mind.

She felt Opal grab her wrist; "Aw, don't go away," she begged, placing Sophie's palm under her skirt and slowly curling her fingers around to cup her sex more fully. Sophie changed her mind a second time and squeezed again, listening to Opal inhale, squishing her own ass down in the seat as she contorted herself to sit directly in Opal's lap. The position wasn't overly comfortable, but it would work� barely.

The track lurched, and Sophie was thrown back in her seat against Opal. Three minutes. That's how long she had left; three minutes.

She felt Opal grab two handfuls of her skirt and slowly begin to raise it. Sophie placed her hands atop of the girl's to hurry her along in her overpowering need; leaning back against Opal as she raised herself up a little. Opal leaned her head forward and began to nibble on her neck as Sophie moaned aloud in anticipation.

The first contact of Opal's hands on her bare skin sent a wash of emotions through Sophie. How much time had gone by? How much was left? She was worked up enough to let it bother her, so she tried desperately to concentrate on what Opal was doing to her. Sophie let Opal's touch turn into a tingle as her hands caressed Sophie's hips and thighs. She whimpered as Opal grazed her tummy with long fingernails before drifting down to her pussy.

Sophie had to sit up again and let Opal close her legs before Sophie could sit back down; effectively straddling her knees while facing forward� opening herself to the young woman's teasing caress as she spread her legs as wide apart as the confines of the seat would allow.

Sophie leaned forward, both palms flat on the dashboard. She gasped again as she felt Opal part the lips of her cunt from behind with her fingers; teasing at her opening. She rested her forehead on the dash, grinding her ass into Opal as the girl spread Sophie's wetness around; coating her fingers before sliding two up her pussy with devastating effectiveness. She was practically squatting now, lifting herself up to each thrust of Opal's fingers.

Suddenly she felt Opal withdraw her fingers; leaving Sophie panting with hyper arousal and need; all too aware of the lightening interior of the Excursion as the car wash neared the end of its cycle.

And just as suddenly, and with miraculous effect, Sophie felt Opal slide her thumb into her hungry sex; the fingers of the same hand reaching up to rub her clit. It was such a wonderful feeling� such an intimate caress, that Sophie felt herself in a headlong rush; traveling 90 miles an hour down a narrow road. She was sure she was leaving fingernail imprints on the dash.

Sophie's knees nearly buckled. Opal wrapped her free arm around Sophie's waist and drew her tight; her fingers never leaving Sophie's clit, her thumb firmly entrenched in her sex. Sophie followed her guiding arm; the muscles of her pussy clenching� clenching, as Opal fucked her hard and fast; bringing her to the verge of orgasm. She bit down on Sophie's shoulder. She moved the hair away from Sophie's ear; flicking her tongue out to tease at the lobe.

"You're going to do it." Opal whispered. She squeezed then; tightly and with force� her thumb still in Sophie's pussy and her fingers on her clit trying to meet somewhere in the middle; opening Sophie up in a completely unfamiliar way and transferring a sharp pressure to her clit as it was pulled down.

The road Sophie was barreling down took a blind corner and she went straight off. The rapidness of her release caused her to rock her head from side to side; eventually falling back to rest against Opal. She felt Opal slide her hand away just as the air dryer was making its thunderous blast; the jets of air streaming away the water as it made its way over the hood. She had seconds to get back in her seat and be ready to drive away before the next car came up from behind; following the same monotonous clack-thump her own journey had taken her.

Sophie felt a pang of remorse that she couldn't return the same pleasure Opal had given her, but she had to get back and meet Jade and the girls for lunch. "Opal," Sophie began as she settled into her seat, the hem of her dress around her waist still, leaving her pussy exposed. "I'm sorry, but I really have to get back. I wish I had more time to spend with you� to thank you properly."

"Don't worry," Opal said laconically. "I had fun. Besides, I don't really feel that much like sex right now anyway."

Sophie didn't know what to make of that, but she was grateful for the answer. She drove around the block in silence; back to the bus stop to drop Opal off. Opal gave her a wink and a wave after climbing out of the vehicle.

Sophie parked, and hurriedly rushed into the sandwich shop. Jade and the girls were already seated. She took a seat directly across from Jade and gulped down half her water, which Jade had conveniently ordered for her. Jade raised a quizzical eyebrow; eyeing Sophie up and down.

"Did you go to the car and take a nap?" Jade asked with a chuckle.

Sophie looked at her reflection in the glass of the window and took stock of herself; hair mussed and half covering her face, rumpled dress, tired eyes� all of it fairly shouting 'I just got fucked silly' or 'Just crawled out of bed'. She smiled knowingly to herself.

"So!" Sophie said, gathering the attention of everyone at the table. "What would it take for me to convince you girls to stay at my place again tonight?"