Chapter 52

In spite of her orgiastic afternoon of fucking with Chanitra and Yvette, followed by her masturbatory frenzy with Brandi, Laura longed to see Jonelle, who had been too busy with her son and work to spare any time. She longed for Jonelle sexually, but even more, some part of her whole being yearned for the girl, yearned to simply gaze in Jonelle's deep eyes, to look at her incredible, exquisite face.

Finally, she went to Jonelle's desk, even though it might mean running into Barbara Crump, or Yvette, who worked often with Jonelle's boss. Jonelle seemed happy to see her, but nervous.

"I need you," Laura whispered to her. "I love you. I need you."

Jonelle smiled, then looked around anxiously. "You know Yvette Farmer?" she asked, forehead wrinkled.

Uh oh, Laura thought. What had Yvette been up to?

"Yes, I know her. We worked together once on a project. Why?"

Jonelle pouted, looking troubled. "Oh, nothing. She said something... weird, that's all."

Laura dared to drop one hand down to Jonelle's desk and curl a finger around hers. "I need to see you." Then with her mouth she again made the words I love you.

Jonelle would have blushed, had she been able. But her eyes sparkled, and her exquisitely beautiful face lighted up.

"Maybe tomorrow night," she whispered. "But only for an hour or so."

"Anything," Laura said.

She knew she was glowing with love, and it must be visible for miles. Both of them knew that what they felt would be quickly apparent to others if they weren't careful. Laura stood up tall again and acted very businesslike.

"I'll see you then," she said, with formal distance.

Jonelle nodded crisply. "See you then. Tomorrow. I'll call you."

When she didn't call and didn't call, Laura nearly became frantic. Her heart actually ached for Jonelle. She couldn't think of anything else. Then, at four-thirty on the following day, Jonelle called her at her desk.

"I can make it right after work for an hour," Jonelle whispered into the phone. "Eric's at a cub scout meeting until six."

"Can you meet me there or do you want a ride?"

"I've got my car. See you there."

Jonelle's voice was vibrant with excitement, and Laura could hardly contain her own. We're like two kids, she thought. Only we want to devour each other, that's all.

The anticipation nearly killed her. She was wet from the moment of the phone call until she opened the door to her apartment forty-five minutes later to let Jonelle in. She hurriedly shut the door and and threw the bolt, and they fell together in a scorching kiss right there. Jonelle's purse dropped to the floor.

Laura nearly raped her on the spot and had to call on all her self-control just to pull back and go a little more slowly.

"God, I'm sorry," she said. "I just missed you so bad. I'm so wet for you."

Jonelle grinned broadly. "Me too. What are we standing here for?"

In Laura's bedroom, with the door shut, they both became more controlled. Slowly and carefully, Laura removed each piece of Jonelle's clothing, kissing and caressing every inch of her body as it became visible and enjoying the slow, simmering build-up. When she came to the small swellings and huge, protruding, black nipples of Jonelle's breasts, she lavished her caresses on them, licking Jonelle's nipples and kissing them and sucking them passionately.

"Don't know why you like them so much," Jonelle said softly. "No man ever liked them like you do."

"Because they're exquisitely beautiful," Laura murmured, sucking one entire breast into her mouth.

"Oh! Unhhhh! God... you sure can make them feel good," Jonelle sighed.

Laura was still dressed, but she couldn't take her hands or her mouth off Jonelle's small, exquisite breasts. Jonelle liked to have them sucked hard, even gently bitten, and Laura gave in to her urge to swallow the delicious girl. She sucked and bit Jonelle's big nipples while sliding her hand down to Jonelle's sopping wet pussy.

"Oh! Ohhnnnnggg... oh Laura oh god oh bite it yes! Oh auuggnnhh yes... oh! Oh! Laura... please! Auugnnh! Oh god now now! Unnmmnngghhiieee!"

Jonelle came like a rocket going off. All the pent-up need from the several weeks since she had last seen Laura came boiling up at once in a squealing, shattering orgasm from which she quickly sank into the rapturous trance Laura had seen before. Her body undulated and quivered through several more intense spasms before going slack, leaving her panting and moaning softly, sweetly in Laura's arms.

Then suddenly her eyes widened.

"You've still got your clothes on," she said, wonderingly.

"I wanted you too much to stop."

"But I can take care of that," Jonelle said. "I want to fuck you too. See, you got me saying that word. I never said that word, not even in high school, when everybody else did. But you got me saying it. I want to fuck you, Laura."

Jonelle's eyes burned into Laura's as she began to unbutton Laura's blouse. To hear Jonelle say it like that made Laura nearly turn to jelly. They were the most erotic words she had ever heard from another person's mouth.