Tainted Love

Two beautiful young women found themselves on their couch with wine and the usual banter. But tonight the glances lingered. The silence between laughs stretched taut. One touched the other's knee and didn't pull away. The air thickened. They kissed slowly at first, testing this new heat, then hungrily, with fingers sliding under soft fabric. Clothes fell away. Their breasts pressed together, nipples stiffening. Hands parted slick folds. Tongues traced salt and silk until each of them shook, came, and went for more, frantic and tender and unafraid.