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Veronica grinned back. Oh, I love surprises. She closed her eyes and held out her
hands. A soft kiss landed on her lips. Nice surprise.
That s not it. Hang on.
Veronica heard the rustling of a plastic bag.
Okay, open your eyes.
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Veronica opened them to find Patrice holding a shirt and capri pants on a hanger. The
shirt was dandelion yellow with turquoise and orange beads sewn in a circular swirl in the
middle. The pants were bright orange.
Wow.
Patrice grimaced. You don t like them. I bought colorful clothes because the black
makes you look ... well, sort of like a little blackbird. With your coloring, bright colors would
look so wonderful. See, I wanted to give you something that you didn t have.
Veronica stood and took the hanger from Patrice s hands. I love them.
Don t say that to patronize me.
I m not patronizing you, Patrice. I love them. I sort of got into the habit of wearing
black and ... it became a crutch. I wanted to wear colors, but it seemed like the longer it went
on, the harder it was and ... well I just kept hiding in my widow s weeds. Veronica hugged
Patrice tightly. Don t worry. You gave me something I didn t have.
Patrice stepped back after a moment and wiped her eyes. Whew. I need to go back to
the hotel to shower and change.
You don t want to shower here? Veronica s pulse jumped as soon as the words left her
mouth.
The moment hung between them, suspended. Patrice s eyes darkened and she licked
her lips. Veronica followed the movement with her eyes.
Are you sure?
Yes.
I still don t have any clean clothes. Patrice was already following Veronica out of the
kitchen and back into the bedroom.
You can borrow something black.
Patrice laughed and Veronica s chest lightened. She was making fun of her own
widow s weeds, her prison for five years. It felt like an oppressive weight had just been lifted.
68 Beth Williamson
When they got to the bathroom, Veronica went in first and turned the water on. She turned
around and unbelted the pink robe, letting it pool at her feet.
Patrice slipped off her clothes and stepped toward Veronica. I love the color of your
nipples. They re like raspberries.
Veronica checked the water temperature, then turned the shower head on. She held
open the curtain. After you. She followed Patrice into the tub then pulled the white
curtain into place. Patrice stood under the spray, her arms hugging her middle, staring at
Veronica.
I ve never taken a shower with anyone before. Veronica admitted.
Patrice grinned and opened her arms. Come here and get warm.
They cuddled together under the hot spray, stroking and tantalizing each other. After
wetting their hair, Patrice took shampoo and washed Veronica s hair. Her strong fingers and
light scratches felt wonderful. Veronica purred and leaned back into Patrice s touch.
Feel good?
Mmmm ... heavenly.
Turn around and rinse.
While Veronica rinsed her hair, Patrice quickly shampooed hers, then they switched
places, with a few bumps and a nervous giggle from Veronica.
Veronica watched Patrice rinse her hair, the soap and water sliding down her perfect
body like a lover s hands. Veronica put some shower gel in her hands, eager to be that lover
and those hands. Patrice opened her eyes and smiled knowingly at Veronica, then moved out
of the spray of the water and took a handful of shower gel herself.
Veronica started soaping Patrice s body, letting her hands roam up and down while
Patrice did the same to her. Soap soon covered both of them as they rubbed against each
other, moaning, caressing, and teasing. Slippery fingers teased equally slippery nipples while
thighs provided a slope for eager pussies to ride.
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They kissed, tongues dancing as their bodies did. It was the most sensual moment of
Veronica s life. She was aroused to a point that an orgasm would probably make her black
out. Her nipples were so sensitive that even the bubbles felt like a caress.
She d never known. She d never known this passion, this soft, all-consuming passion
existed. She would get on her knees and thank Marlene for making her sign up for the
doubles tournament. For giving her the key to unlock the door to life.
They moved back under the water and used their hands to continue to tease as the
water sluiced off the soap. Soon slippery skin was slightly tacky and the hot water was
turning warm.
Veronica sighed and looked Patrice in the eye. Looks like I need a bigger water
heater.
Patrice laughed. Next time, we ll do it at my place.
Next time.
Would there be a next time? Or was this going to end as quickly as it had begun? Did
she want it to end? Or did Veronica want to continue down the road to see just how far she
would get?
Veronica switched the water off, then reached out to grab two peach-colored towels
from the rack above the toilet. They dried each other off slowly, licking and nibbling at each
dry spot they made. By the time they were dry on the outside, Veronica was wet with need.
Patrice seemed to understand. She backed Veronica to the corner of the tub and nudged her
legs apart. She positioned her thigh on Veronica s throbbing pussy and lay her hot pussy on
Veronica s leg.
Let s take a morning ride.
Veronica cupped Patrice s breasts and pinched the nipples while Patrice laved and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]