Gabi sees Rachel push through the door after work and feels her stomach flip. They talk about the week—how the kids behaved, the little disasters—and Rachel’s face lights up talking about the vacation she’s finally taking. Then Rachel says the words Gabi never expects: come with us. It takes a second to register. Gabi blurts out that she’s had thoughts, fantasies even, about Rachel. The air changes. Rachel doesn’t laugh. She steps closer, studies Gabi’s mouth, admits she’s been noticing too. Their hands find each other first, then mouths, slow and hungry. Clothes drop without grace. Rachel presses Gabi back onto the couch, mouth at her throat, fingers sliding down to feel how wet Gabi already is. Gabi arches into the touch, breathing hard, guiding Rachel’s hand lower, asking for more without words. Rachel obliges, stroking, circling, then pushing two fingers inside while her thumb works Gabi’s clit. Gabi gasps, nails digging into Rachel’s back. They trade places. Gabi gets Rachel on her back, spreads her legs, licks her open until Rachel’s thighs shake. Rachel pulls her up for a kiss, tastes herself, then reaches between them to rub their cunts together, slick heat sliding, grinding until both of them come—Rachel first, then Gabi right after, face buried in Rachel’s neck, shaking through it.
Gabi sees Rachel push through the door after work and feels her stomach flip. They talk about the week—how the kids behaved, the little disasters—and Rachel’s face lights up talking about the vacation she’s finally taking. Then Rachel says the words Gabi never expects: come with us. It takes a second to register. Gabi blurts out that she’s had thoughts, fantasies even, about Rachel. The air changes. Rachel doesn’t laugh. She steps closer, studies Gabi’s mouth, admits she’s been noticing too. Their hands find each other first, then mouths, slow and hungry. Clothes drop without grace. Rachel presses Gabi back onto the couch, mouth at her throat, fingers sliding down to feel how wet Gabi already is. Gabi arches into the touch, breathing hard, guiding Rachel’s hand lower, asking for more without words. Rachel obliges, stroking, circling, then pushing two fingers inside while her thumb works Gabi’s clit. Gabi gasps, nails digging into Rachel’s back. They trade places. Gabi gets Rachel on her back, spreads her legs, licks her open until Rachel’s thighs shake. Rachel pulls her up for a kiss, tastes herself, then reaches between them to rub their cunts together, slick heat sliding, grinding until both of them come—Rachel first, then Gabi right after, face buried in Rachel’s neck, shaking through it.
