Chim - Tiny Dancer

Chapter 22

Chapter Twenty Two

The light of the morning sun broke through the curtains, stirring Cheryl from her sleep. Reaching out, she patted the space beside her only to find it empty. "Kimberley?" she mumbled. Climbing out of bed, she made her way out into the hall, where she spotted the girl in the bathroom, brushing her teeth. She stood for a while watching her through the open door. She had on her trousers. The only thing that stopped her from exposing herself was a black lacy bra.

"What are you doin' up? You don't have work until later," Kimberley asked, spotting the Geordie in the mirror. Rinsing her brush, she placed it back in the holder before taking a swig of the mouthwash that had previously been in the cabinet.

"I wanted to see you before you went to work," Cheryl replied, making her way over. Once behind the girl, who was now onto rinsing her mouth out with water, she placed her hands on her exposed waist. "You haven't changed you're mind, have you?" she asked, kissing her shoulder.

Turning herself round, Kimberley looked at Cheryl's gorgeous face. Reaching up, she tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Of course I haven't," she smiled. "Have you?"

"Not at all."

Smiling, Kimberley leant down and gently brushed her lips against the girls. "Good," she said, staring into her beautiful brown eyes. "This is kind of weird, isn't it?"

"What?" Cheryl asked, wrapping her arms around her girlfriends waist and pulling her closer.

"All of this. Me and you. Taking it slow. Everything," Kimberley answered honestly. "Don't get me wrong, I want to take it slow but after last night, it's just weird. I wish it hadn't happened actually because I didn't want it to happen in that way, but I suppose if it hadn't we wouldn't be here now. . . "

Cheryl silenced Kimberley's incredibly cute rambling with a kiss. "What about . . . ," she started, her hands finding their way onto the blondes bum, "We forget last night ever happened. We'll forget you ever sh*gged me up against the wall in me studio?"

Kimberley blushed. It really wasn't a memory she wanted to keep. That wasn't her at all. Yes in bed she could become somewhat of a very sexual being, but never in that kind of way. She liked to take her time, to please and listen to her lover, not get straight in there. She must of really wanted Cheryl. "Sounds good. Let's take things slow."

"Aye and forget I ever let you do that to me. I'm so much more classier than that," Cheryl laughed, trying to lighten the mood. Reaching up, she let her hand rest on Kimberley's cheek. "I know why it was my fault now," she said. "I know why you pushed us away."

"I was just confused."

"I understand," the younger girl repiled, stroking the soft skin. Leaning forward once more, she kissed the girl and then pulled away altogether. "I have to stop that now, it's making me mind go crazy. And once I get started, I won't be able to keep me hands off you."

"Yes and I have work," Kimberley laughed. "But I'm already counting down the hours until I'm home again."

* * * * * 

How's you're day going babe? x

Kimberley smiled to herself while sitting down at one of the tables.

Ok I suppose 

I'm missing you though !

What about yours ? x

Putting her phone down on the table, Kimberley watched as one of her regulars, Mrs Smith, came in. She was a nice old lady and very smart too, but from what Kimberley had gathered, she was a lonely old soul. "Hello Mrs Smith," she smiled.

"Ooh hello dear. How are you this fine morning?" the older lady asked as she sat down at the table beside Kimberley's. She was also very wealthy.

"Yeah I'm great thanks. What about you?" Just then her phone beeped.

Awww . . . I'm missing you too ! 

Aye it's ok. Got a class soon.

Then I'm heading home.

What time will you be in ? x

"That's good to hear and yes, I'm fine dear. I'm very excited actually. My son is coming back from Iraq tomorrow, he said he would come and visit me."

Kimberley looked up and smiled. "Aww that sounds nice. Please send him my regards." Just then Nicola appeared with her little notepad and pen.

"What can I get you Mrs Smith?" she smiled.

I'll be home around 6 ! x

* * * * * 

Scrolling down the page, Cheryl couldn't quite make out what she was meant to be looking for. She wasn't very clued up when it came to technology. Moving the mouse, she directed the cursor over to a few of the clickable boxes, but hovered over each of them.

"Cheryl?"

Just before her bedroom door opened, she slammed down the laptop. 'F*ck! Now she's goin' to think I was lookin' at porn or somthin'!' she cursed to herself when she saw the look on Kimberley's face.

"I'm sorry. Was I interrupting something?" Kimberley asked. Cheryl looked guilty as hell.

"No babe." Getting up from her desk, the Geordie walked over to her girlfriend, kissing her gently on the lips. "I was just buying some stuff," she explained. Although she might as well of been watching some sleazy porno. Everytime she looked at Kimberley, her heart raced. She wanted her, she wanted her badly. They hadn't even shared a proper kiss since they had decided to give things a go. Taking it slowly, it was more like taking it at snails pace. "Honestly I . . . " she started, but was cut off by the feeling of the girls lips on her own.

"I believe you babe," Kimberley mumbled, her lips still connected with the brunettes.

"Where the f*ck have you been!?"

Cheryl turned to see Ashley lying on the sofa. He look really p!ssed off.

"I told you I was goin' out with Amanda from the studio for a few drinks baby," Cheryl smiled. Walking over, she sat down beside her man and leant in for a kiss.

"Don't! You stink of booze!" Ashley snapped while turning his head away. "And what have you been up to? You never stay out this late!"

"Ashley!" replied Cheryl, hurt with his actions. "We went to a few clubs and that was it. What else would I be doin'?"

"Another man!"

"I can't believe you just said that." Bowing her head, Cheryl tried to stop the flow of tears that were welling up in her eyes. "You know I would never do that to you," she sighed, her voice thick with emotion. It was something she had noticed since they had got married, Ashley was becoming increasingly protective and jealous.

"Do I? I don't believe you!" he shrugged back before getting up from the sofa and disappearing out of the living room, leaving a very emotional and confused Cheryl behind.

Looking back now, he wasn't being protective, he had a guilty conscious.

Cheryl was broke out of her thoughts, when she felt Kimberley's warm tongue licking along her bottom lip. Smiling, she complied and allowed the girl access to her mouth. Stepping closer, she wrapped her arms around her waist and pulled her closer as their tongues dueled softly. A moan escaped her beautiful lips, when she felt wondering hands squeezing her bum. 

"God! I love you're kisses," Kimberley sighed, resting their foreheads together.

"I love givin' you them," Cheryl smiled back. "Thanks."

"What for?"

"For trusting me."

Kimberley continued to stare at the Geordie, mesmerized by her beauty. "What's a relationship without trust?" she whispered before capturing her lips once more.