Chapter 165

Laura ran into Rhonda at a retirement party for a person they both knew. They rarely saw one another at work, though Laura knew that Yvette, and especially Sholandra, still spent some time in Rhonda's bed. She had made her peace with it, but she and Rhonda still were very suspicious of one another and had a complex relationship governed by hate, mistrust, and undeniable sexual attraction.

They also had slept together, and their last encounter, in Rhonda's office in the middle of a work day, had nearly incinerated them both, as well as the office. They had almost gone up in flames, fucking and moaning in an unbelievably hot encounter. They had not seen each other since, and the second their eyes met they both resonated with the memory of it.

Finally, Laura caught Rhonda alone in a corner of the crowded bar, which was not easy since both of them were completely gorgeous women and attracted men without trying. Their eyes locked and throbbed together so intensely that both were afraid it would become obvious. Laura smiled and looked away, to break the connection.

"I guess neither of us has forgotten," she whispered.

"I haven't," Rhonda said, swallowing uncomfortably.

"You look stunning," Laura said under her breath, trying not to look at Rhonda too hungrily.

But it was difficult. Even though Laura preferred her sleek black beauties, and never even looked twice at a blonde, Rhonda was an exception. She had shimmering golden hair, the blooming peach sort of complexion that some lucky blondes had, and a body to make men (and certain women) drool. She looked a lot like Pamela Anderson, but her clear, even ruthless, intelligence gave her an aura that the bimbo Pam lacked. And of course the jealousy and competition between her and Laura for several delicious young black girls added an emotional intensity to their mutual physical allure.

"So do you," Rhonda breathed softly. "I know someone who wants to meet you."

"Here?"

Rhonda shook her head. "Let's get out of here and I'll tell you about her."

"Follow me in two minutes," Laura said, wanting to leave a pause between their exits.

Rhonda smiled and nodded. Two minutes later they met in the parking garage next to the bar. Rhonda was flushed and beautiful. Laura had a flash of understanding. She knew how Yvette, or Sholandra, could sleep with this woman. Her physical beauty was the kind that caught you by the throat.

"Let's go to my place," Rhonda said. "It's closer."

Laura smiled. She wants to fuck, quickly. I must be looking pretty good too.

In Rhonda's apartment, she poured both of them a drink. Laura knew they both wanted to fall on the bed and fuck each other wildly, but they must act civilized and cool. They clinked glasses, their eyes already smoking, hands quivering slightly in excited anticipation.

"Her name is Earlene Farrell," Rhonda said. "I really don't know why I'm doing this. She's a total knockout, and very hot. I mean hot. She'll burn a hole in your bed, if you don't watch out."

Laura smiled. "Hotter than Sholandra?"

Rhonda smirked. "No one is hotter than that."

"So why are you introducing her to me?"

Suddenly an expression of total, devastated lovesickness passed across Rhonda's beautiful face. "I met this girl... this model. You don't know her. Or maybe you've seen her picture. Once she was Playmate of the Month."

Laura felt a dagger pierce her stomach. It couldn't be Lorrie, she thought. Of course not. She's not a model. Still, her competitiveness with Rhonda made her blood boil. It better not be!

"What's her name?" she asked softly.

"Stevie. Stevie Archer." Rhonda's eyes glistened with happy tears. "I'm in love, Laura."

Laura could see that she meant it. She raised a forefinger and tenderly caressed Rhonda's cheek. "You little tramp, you're still willing to hop in bed with me."

Rhonda smiled. "That's different. You and I are two of a kind."

Laura leaned forward and kissed her. It was a very different kiss than any they had ever shared before. What Rhonda had confessed made them overwhelmingly more intimate than they had ever been. Not only were they secret lesbians, but they also coveted the same kind of women, and often the very same woman.

Their mouths curved together expressively, and they kissed for a long time without touching. When the kiss came to an end, Laura pulled back, so she could see Rhonda's eyes.

"Laura, you're making me feel more for you than I've ever felt. I'm too used to hating you."

"I want you," Laura breathed.

"You're making it hard to hate you."

Laura kissed her neck, phenomenally smooth, creamy. "I can make you forget Stevie, for an hour."

Rhonda put her arms around Laura and kissed her with scorching passion. "Promise?"

They were not far from Rhonda's bedroom, but afterward Laura could not remember how they got there. They were both half-unclothed as they fell together on Rhonda's bed, also a king-sized bed, like Laura's. Rhonda found the clasp of Laura's bra between the cups and peeled them away. Laura unclasped Rhonda's bra behind her back at almost the same instant. Hurriedly, they struggled out of the rest of their clothes.

They purposely pushed their naked breasts together, delighting in the feel of these delectable globes rubbing, their nipples touching. Rhonda's breasts were slightly bigger than Laura's, with beautiful large brown nipples. Laura, still kissing her neck, throat, and shoulders feverishly, scooped up Rhonda's beautiful breasts in both hands.

She dropped her mouth to them, devouring Rhonda's big, soft nipples hungrily. Rhonda moaned, twisting, watching, even holding her own breasts for Laura.

"You make me so wet," she panted. "You suck so hard."

"Harder than Stevie?" Laura teased.

"Yes! Barbara used to suck me like that."

"We miss her, don't we."

"Yes! Ohhnnn! Oh... Laura! Unghhhh!"

"I want to eat your pretty blonde pussy."

"Now you even sound like Barbara."

Laura slipped lower, lower, kissing Rhonda's extremely beautiful naked body, until she arrived between the girl's tawny thighs, facing Rhonda's exquisitely lovely pussy. "You really have a beautiful one, you know," she murmured, beginning to lick the outer labia sensually.

"Ohhhhhhh Laura!" Rhonda sighed, quickly becoming very aroused as Laura began expertly to make love to her very wet pussy.

Laura licked and sucked and teased it, probing with one long finger and tickling Rhonda's clit with the tip of her tongue just enough to bring a hot, frantic series of whimpers from deep in Rhonda's chest, uncontrollable panting, sexy writhing. She was not necessarily a quick comer, like Laura was, but Laura knew how to ring her bells, and she wasted no time. She began to feel the preliminary undulations in Rhonda's body, and she took the girl's swollen clit between her lips, fingerfucking her and sucking it at the same time.

Rhonda came in torrents. "Ungghhh! Auunngghhh! Oh... shit! Ohhnnggg yes yes! Oh yes ungghhh!" she groaned, her pelvis shuddering and churning as the shocks of her orgasm wrenched her.