She padded across the wooden floorboards from the kitchen into her bedroom, pausing briefly to run her eye over the outfit she had chosen for the day. She smiled, happy that the black pencil skirt, white blouse and heels would work so well together.
Walking out onto her small balcony she turned her face towards the spring sun, enjoying the gentle warmth and breathing the crisp morning air in deeply.
Having finished her coffee, Kate walked back into he large en suite bedroom, flipped on the radio and headed for the shower. The Rolling Stones blared through the speakers, Mick Jagger's voice crashing roughly over the chorus of Satisfaction.
She let the silk dressing robe she was wearing slip off her shoulders and hung it on the back of the bathroom door. Glancing up she caught a glimpse of herself naked in the full length mirror. Her light blonde hair was cut short, to just above shoulder length, and was still ruffled from sleep. Her nose was sprinkled with a dusting of faint freckles and she had full lips with strong blue, green eyes which flirted with the light. She let her eyes wander down her neck, onto her shoulders, stopping at her rounded, firm breasts, the pink nipples pointing out and up in the cool morning air.
Her skin was a light tanned brown, courtesy of a rare recent holiday to Bali, and her flat, smooth stomach the result of her regular runs through Kensington Gardens. Her eyes followed the curve of her hips in the mirror, and lingered when she caught sight of the small butterfly tattoo on her waist, a reminder of her time spent studying in Paris. She had beautiful legs, that always seemed slightly longer than they were and which reached up to a neat, closely clipped bush of light blonde hair. "I'm as ready as I'll ever be for tonight," she thought with a sigh and dived into the shower, the warm spray prickling her skin, splashing onto her chest and running down her stomach.
Kate arrived at work early and settled in behind her desk to go through her emails, her hair now neatly tied back. She reached up to push a stray strand behind her ear as she completed a reply to one of the book publishers interested in a novel she'd been sent by an up and coming young author.
All Kate could really think about though was Jenny, the carefree American girl she'd met at a housewarming for some friends a few days before. They'd chatted about work, books, the theatre and travel and Kate had found herself attracted to Jenny in a way she'd never felt for another woman before. She had had her share of flings with girls, but Jenny was different. Jenny was smart, sassy, intelligent and charming and the way she moved, spoke and flirted simply demanded attention.
Why was the clock moving so slowly? She really wished the day would hurry, Jenny was arriving at her flat at 6pm and Kate wanted everything to be perfect.
Later, Kate poured the wine from the glass decanter, filling both her and Jenny's glass a third time. The overhead light glinted, catching the full redness of the sweet Californian Merlot somebody had recently recommended. She was enjoying the wine, an intense rich flavour with a fruity tang that smelled mellow and warm. She settled back on the couch, moving slightly closer to Jenny, their legs brushing briefly.
"How's the wine?" she asked, smiling over the top of her glass.
"It's great, Californian too I think..." said Jenny.
"Just something to remind you of home, do you miss it?" Jenny started to reply and then paused, taking a sip to think about her answer.
"I've been enjoying London a lot more over the last few weeks actually," she said. "This cute English girl has been showing me around."
"Well I'm glad someone is looking after you!" Kate teased and with that she put her glass on the table and leaned closer to Jenny, running her fingers along the inside of her friend's wrist. She snaked one hand up onto Jenny's neck, rubbing her thumb over the soft. "You're beautiful," she said softly.
Jenny smiled and leaned in closer, the girls' bare legs now touching and turned Kate's face towards her. She leaned in and kissed Kate softly on the lips, the kiss was hot, sweet and wet from the wine, a reckless sense of abandon fuelled the feeling of intimacy. Jenny tasted fantastic, and she slid her tongue softly over Kate's lips before sneaking it into her mouth.
She'd been imagining this for weeks, and now Kate was playing out her fantasies, running her hands around Jenny's back, pulling her closer as their kiss became more fierce. Her right hand found its way up onto Jenny's shoulder and she broke away from the kiss, nudging Jenny's face with her nose, pushing her gently to one side so she could kiss her neck. She breathed in the heady mix of perfume and the smell of Jenny's hair, fresh, clean and sweet. She kissed once, twice, and then took a small bite of the skin, sucking before letting her warm lips close around the skin she'd bitten, drawing an instant moan of appreciation from her friend. She kissed her way down Jenny's neck, lower and lower, greedily soaking up her smell and the delicious taste of her warm skin.
She kissed along the collarbone and down onto Jenny's shoulder, taking the strap of her black dress in her teeth. She tugged it slowly, deliberately down, letting the strap fall onto Jenny's arm. She moved back up to kiss her mouth again, pleased at how the kiss was more urgent, filled with a passion and the same deep need she herself felt. With her free left hand she slipped off the strap on Jenny's right shoulder, letting her dress fall downwards and could instantly feel the warmth of her big, full beasts through her own dress. Kate broke free from the kiss and looked into Jenny's soft brown eyes, "May I?" she said with a smile.
"I've been waiting for weeks," Jenny whispered.
Kate didn't need a second invitation and she moved downwards, enjoying the sight of Jenny's rounded, heavy breasts, the pink nipples already pushing outwards from the attention. Kate ran her right hand down, cupping one breast as she took the other in her mouth, rolling her tongue around the Areola, flicking it back and forth without ever touching Jenny's nipple. With her hand she cupped Jenny's other breast, her fingers twirling, teasing, mimicking the action of her tongue. Suddenly she took the nipple in her mouth, trapping it carefully between her teeth and flicked her tongue lightly over the sensitive skin. Jenny arched her back in pleasure and thrust her breasts forward, desperate to keep Kate's warm, smooth lips on her breasts.
Kate sucked her friend's swollen nipple, relishing the way it responded to her tongue and the feel of the stiff, sensitive bud in her mouth. Jenny's breath was coming slightly quicker now and her boobs were throbbing, the sensations of Kate's wet, hot mouth on her skin sending delicious waves of pleasure soaking through her breasts causing a familiar warm, tingling sensation between her legs. It was her turn now and she took Kate's face between her hands and pulled her up, kissing her deeply on the mouth, the two girls' tongues slipping and sliding over each other, the feeling intimate, arousing and rawly sexual.
Jenny wasted little time freeing Kate's own breasts, quickly unzipping the back of her black dress allowing the material to fall away and reveal her round, firm boobs, the skin a luscious light tanned brown and the pink nipples swollen and already hard.