Finally coming to her senses the Bradfordian slips into the shadows, turning and hurrying back towards the master bedroom, her heart pounding in her chest.
She didn’t see me…please say she didn’t see me!
“Kimberley?” Cheryl repeats weakly.
“Ok there's no need to repeat yourself, I get the picture” Nicola mumbles, her face squashed between the Geordie's substantial breasts.
“I...err...I just thought I saw her when we were...I must‘ve been mistaken…” Cheryl trails off, mortified by her own outburst.
The redhead draws back, a small, knowing smile on her face as she gently removes her hand from her trembling friend.
“I don't have cotton wool between my ears Chezza, you called out her name while I was fisting you for fcuk's sake!”
“And you're not angry?” Cheryl asks tentatively, wrapping her arms round her naked body as she realises her own vunerability.
“Course not my little fcukbuddy” Nicola laughs, stroking a hand through Cheryl’s hair affectionately, “it’s not like I want to bear your children or anything!”
“Yeah…sure…sorry I always do that afterwards” the Geordie smiles apologetically, relieved her friend isn’t offended despite the unconventional nature of their relationship.
“I’ll forgive you…” Nicola takes Cheryl’s hand, leading it past the heavy fabric of her jeans with a wink, “but you have to do something for me first…”
Kimberley sits on the edge of her giant bed, head in her hands as she lets the events of the past few minutes race around her head.
What the hell are you doing letting yourself develop a silly crush…and on your building contractor of all people?! Nice one Kimba! But she called out your name when she was with the redhead…but she was with the redhead not you! You wanted it to be you up there with your fist inside her…obviously she wanted it to be you…so why was she with the redhead?!
“Aah! Why do things have to be so complicated” the Bradfordian mumbles, her thoughts going round in circles. Kicking off her slippers she lets her robe drop to the floor, easing her naked body beneath the bedcovers as she tries to decide what to do in the morning.
“Unhh…fuuukkk!”
Cheryl maintains the rhythm of her tongue, fingers thrusting deep inside as Nicola’s thighs flex against her shoulders, tightening almost painfully as the redhead finally reaches the pinnacle of her pleasure.
“Ohh…Tweedy‘s definitely always deliver” Nicola jokes breathlessly a few seconds later. Her body still quaking with exertion she collapses back against the cool surface of the wood, letting strands of the Geordie’s hair fall through her fingers. Cheryl gently removes her digits, laying a few sloppy kisses over the redhead’s slit before making her way back up her body.
“So, am I forgiven?” she asks with a grin, her mouth and chin glistening with her friend’s spending.
“Hmm…I suppose” Nicola teases, giving her a quick kiss, “now enough about us, how’re we going to get you into Kimberley‘s knickers?!”
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Chim- Can she fix it? YES SHE CAN
FanfictionAll credit goes to GAM! i did not write this, some parts are very graphic, if you are easily offended do not read ! i will label chapters that are graphic. comments and votes are appreciated xx
