~ Nicole ~

I don't even remember how I got on this couch. I just knew I was drunk. It's dark in the living room I slept in. I'm guessing it's the middle of the night. Yup, the digital clock in front of me was showing 3:04 AM. But where is Diane? I slowly got up, spreading my hands in front of me, like a blind man so I don't crash into something. I was pretty sober right now, so there shouldn't be any incidents I guess. But I still reeked of the vodka I drank in crazy amounts. I stopped to the bathroom to brush my teeth and then headed back to our bedroom. It was dark there too, and Diane was, of course, sleeping. She was laying on her back so I decided to just lay on top of her. Just when I did it, she groaned.

I leaned in close to her ear. "Don't worry, I sobbered up." And then I bit the bottom of it a little. She now moaned in pleasure.

"That feels nice, sweetheart. Do it again."

"Oh, this?" I teased before nibbling the ear again, grazing the whole earlobe between my teeth. Then I mixed my tongue in, licking its bottom. I switched to the other one and did the same routine. She turned around under me so we were face to face. I stood up to stradle her, both my knees on the sides of her hips, our private parts barely touching through the thin fabrics we wore.

I let my hands wonder on her torso, playing with her breasts and hip bones. "I'm sorry I did all this."

"You don't need to apologize anymore. It's okay. I said I get it. I just feel bad that you can't go."

"So do I." She grabbed my hands and kissed them softly, with so much love. "And about that little bitch..." She said before quickly putting her hand under me and moving my panties to the side, inserting two fingers. I grabbed her sides from the intensity of this action. "Let's make sure you forget about her."

"By all means." I said before I started to move in a slow pace, basically riding her fingers. "Shit, this feels good."

"Oh yeah? And how about this?" She sat up and attacked my breasts immediately, sucking on my nipple.

"Oh Diane..."

She switched to the other breast, sucking even harder. Then her lips travelled to my collar bones, and finally my neck. All while she pumped her fingers into my aching core and me scratching her back, leaving marks. The long expected kiss happened with me riding my high. It turned into a whole makeout even though I finished in the meantime and we switched positions so I was under Diane. She had a huge smile while kissing me, feeling proud. Of course she stopped the kiss only to lick her fingers and then kiss me again, letting me taste myself. I chuckled at the action, loving the ways she could tease me.

I then layed on top of her, my head in the crook of her neck.

"Guess what?" I said.

"What?" Diane asked while slowly tracing my arm with the tops of her fingers.

"I'm going back to work."