Chim - Traffic

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Here's to us, to being successful, independent, university graduates! Cheers, ladies!" Sarah downs her shot, grinning as Cheryl follows suit, scrunching her nose up at the taste. Nadine and I follow, having the same reaction as Cheryl, while Nicola looks on, still holding the full shot glass.

"Come on Nic, drink up!" Sarah giggles as the redhead downs the shot, retching.

"I need to go to the toilets, come with us?" Cheryl's breath tickles my ear and we stand, joining hands and turning away from the table.

"Oi oi! They're gonna get some!" Sarah's shout turns quite a few heads, even in the noisy bar we've settled in. I blush as Cheryl laughs, pulling me toward the bathroom.

"Hold this please, babe." Cheryl hands me her purse, stumbling towards the cubicle, the alcohol already coursing through her body making it difficult to keep her balance on her impossibly high heels. "You know Kimba, I think we should head home after this. I'm getting kind of tired."

She fumbles with the lock as she speaks, a giggle erupting from her when the lock clicks into place. I wait patiently while she does her business and washes her hands, nodding her head along to the faint music. We emerge back into the bar, heading for the table to grab out coats, noticing Sarah isn't there.

"Where's Hardcore?" Nadine points to the dance floor, where we spot Sarah dancing on her own, a small circle having gathered around her to watch the erratic movements. We laugh, waving a quick goodbye before hugging Nicola and Nadine. "Call us tomorrow if you like, you can come over for lunch to nurse the hangovers!"

Cheryl and I flag down a cab, sliding into the backseat together. "I've had a great time tonight, but I can't wait to get home."

She positions her hand on my bare thigh, her fingertips flirting with the bottom of my dress. I glance at the driver, who is thankfully concentrated on the road. I turn to Cheryl and kiss her, sighing as her tongue slips into my mouth and her fingers flex on the soft skin of my inner thigh.

The journey home can't pass quick enough, and as soon as we've locked the door, Cheryl pushes against me, her hands roaming. I groan as she cups my behind, sucking gently on my neck. We move slowly around our flat, towards our bedroom, shedding clothes as we go. By the time we land on the bed we're both naked, Cheryl's hands now moved to breasts, pulling almost painfully at my nipples. I gasp as she ducks her head, covering my right side with her mouth, her hand trailing down my body.

"Chez, please." I push my hips forward and catch a glance of her smile as she enters me, filling me. She moves up to kiss me hard, her thumb rubbing across my clit as her fingers move inside. It doesn't take me long to find release, falling back onto the duvet, panting, Cheryl collapsing on top of me. As our breathing calms she grabs some tissues from her nightstand, cleaning me off her fingers to tangle them in my hair, pulling me to her. I move back, letting her lie on her front, before moving between her legs. I begin to trace the large rose tattoo covering her back, buttocks and thighs, leaving kisses in the wake of my fingers. Cheryl whines as I lick the curve of her right cheek slowly, her hips rising from the bed. Slowly, I reach out, stroking her smooth lips, slick with anticipation. Two fingers slide easily inside and she cries out, grabbing fistfuls of duvet, her movements only spurring me on more. Moments later she comes, crying out my name, her entire body shuddering as she comes to a stop, laying spent in front of me. I crawl up next to her, kissing her shoulder, neck and cheek as she opens one eye, sighing.

"I'm going to the loo, and to brush my teeth, you coming?" Cheryl nods but doesn't make any effort to move. I go into the bathroom, brush my teeth and I'm sat on the toilet when Cheryl comes in, yawning.