What a Nice Vibrator You Have

Jessica bends to collect toys, phone with homework half-done on the bureau. In the space between box spring and nightstand she spots it—plump, silicone, veins molded along the shaft, still faintly warm. She clicks it on by accident. The head buzzes against her wrist; heat shoots straight to her cunt. Tight breath caught in her throat, she palms her breast over the thin cardigan, hips making small unconscious circles. When she hears the front door creak open below, she forces herself still. She tucks the thing away, straightens sheets, flees downstairs. By the third load of laundry her thighs are slick; she can’t finish folding a single towel. She slips back upstairs. The second the silicone touches her swollen clit she’s rolling onto the duvet, legs wide, heels hooked in linen, a sheen already glinting on her lips. Each angled stroke makes her cunt clench; she is head-deep in soft, mindless thrusts when the real owner enters. Cory pauses, brief flicker of recognition behind curious blue eyes. Jessica fumbles to turn it off, but one shaky hand stays circling the sheets. “It…looks like an excellent back massager.” Cory lets the corner of her mouth lift. She crosses the room, pale cashmere draping low over the slope of one breast. “It is,” she murmurs, “when used correctly.” Jessica swallows. Cory presses her lightly to the mattress and twists the dial. The vibration echoes through bone and breath; Jessica gasps, but parts farther. The pressure drags low across her spine, then ends abruptly. Cory waits, patient, amused. Jessica turns, knees sliding apart on the duvet until her glistening pussy kisses the buzzing curve between both women’s thighs. Light drags higher. Jessica’s hips angle, find a rhythm. Their mouths meet, slow, wet; fingers tug cashmere aside to cup soft, freckled breasts that swell under callused teenage hands. Fabric slips. The toy whines against slick cotton panties and smooth expensive slacks alike, pushing higher still, pressing them together until they are breathing the same air, sweat-warmed, trembling.