Y/n doesn't really know what this woman does for a living. Neither does she know how many women or men she brings home in a month. The amount of trust and comfortability in letting a basically complete stranger alone in her home is astonishing. I mean it's not like she'd do anything except steal a few things that smell like her, which in y/n's defense is okay, since she just left her here alone without explanation. But is this dark and mysterious as fuck though? Yeah, y/n thought. A few hours have passed and after 2 bowls of leftover food which consisted of chicken tikka masala with rice and a book reading session where she discovered this woman does indeed read heavy wlw smut, she decided to light a cigarette by the open windowsill in the kitchen as she went through some magazines that she had found lying somewhere.
It was about 3pm when she heard a noise coming from the door, a second later a click and then shoes shuffling inside the apartment. "Im back." Y/n, who was propped with her elbows on the windowsill, didn't bother looking back as she knew she'd appear behind her and kiss her neck as a greeting. A breath of relief and her arms circling around y/n's waist as she bites into her skin. "You do this with a lot of people?" The woman halts when y/n turns around and takes in her appearance, sleek blonde ponytail and beautiful eyes staring right through her. "I don't know your name." Her hands still lay on her waist as y/n dips close to her ear, "I do know that i want you to go down on me against this counter."
The woman wastes no time ripping her shirt off y/n, stripping her down to her bones. She made a wise decision not putting on any pants, y/n thought before deep throating this woman with her tongue. No words just heavy breathing and warm buzzy air that filled the kitchen in an instant. Hands grab what they can and y/n's ass gets hauled onto the kitchen counter before the woman halts for a moment to catch her breath. Y/n stares at her as she slowly slips a finger underneath her underwear for the second time today and pulls the fabric off of her. Being locked in this apartment all day might have made her horny, maybe it's just the sweet scent of this hot ass woman that made her needy. Who really knows? All she knew was that she was wet as fuck and she didn't realise that the stranger already took her knees and threw them over her shoulders to lick her pussy.
A gasp and the tight grip she had on y/n thighs made her squirm beneath her fingers. This felt even better than the other times and why was she reminded of her ex just now? She looks down as she pants from the pleasure she's receiving, placing her hand onto the blondes head to push her closer as she eats her out. This is the first time she had thought about her ex after the bar, and it feels good to know that somebody is doing the deed better than her. Y/n's thoughts were interrupted when she was close and she came as the woman continued to make her ride the high out and making her feel shit she hasn't in a while.
After thoroughly cleaning up the counter, gathering her stuff and getting dressed, y/n thought it was time to go. "Did you go through my books?" Y/n smiled as she put on her shoes, "yeah and i found your lesbian porn stash." She laughed, why did conversing with a person she met not even a day ago feel this easy already?
The woman smiled and walked over to her to watch as she got ready in the hallway. "Do you want to know my name?" She asks as y/n dusts off her jacket, "Names don't really matter, no need." She smiled as she opened the door for y/n, "alright, just incase you're thinking of returning the shirts you took from me, im at the same bar at saturday." Y/n stepped outside the apartment and felt her face go warm, "See you then?"
The woman smiles and waves goodbye as she closes the door. Silence wretched across the stairwell y/n stood in and she read the little writing that stood underneath the doorbell. "Brandt" (passionsfruity⁉️)
