Illegitimacy (GxG)

Her

Chapter 2

"Mmm, baby..." A soft moan in Zara's ear brought her out of her light slumber, "Last night was amazing. I really enjoyed myself."

Zara looked over to face the woman. She took in her disheveled hair and naked face. She looked ten times paler with no makeup. The woman gave her a teasing kiss on the corner of her lips then winked at her.

"Me too..." Zara mumbled. She's felt like shit lately. It's her third week in her new apartment and her sex drive has grown way worse than when she stayed with her parents. She doesn't know where her longing for companionship and affection comes from but she sleeps with whatever pretty girl she can find that is willing to offer themselves to her. Lately, attractions to any of the girls haven't been that strong.

"You can shower if you want to," Zara pointed to her bathroom as she threw her sheets off her. "I'm going to go on my morning run, you going to be here when I return?" She threw a Nike shirt over her head and looked around for her pants.

"Baby," the blonde whined taking in Zara's tall, lean physique. "I was hoping to go another round with you this morning." Zara chuckled to herself as she threw her head up and kept her back facing the blonde.

She slowly turned around as she combed her fingers through her shoulder length straightened brown hair. Zara raised her brow at the blonde as she starred at her biting her lip. Her protruding breast gave Zara a wonderful view of the woman's cleavage from the sheet that hung low around her chest.

This was a really hard decision for Zara to make. But why? Because she didn't want to spend too much time with this women but she couldn't say no to some quick affection. "I should go..." Zara winced ambivalently, pulling up her sweatpants.

The woman stood up and seductively waltz to Zara, letting the sheet fall from around her. Zara admired the woman's body, mainly her breast, as she boldly presented it to Zara with confidence. Zara usually goes to the coffee shop at noon, after her run, to work on her writing but... it could wait.

The woman pushed her firm breasts against Zara's toned abdomen as she walked her backwards onto the bed.

She threw her long beautiful legs on either side of Zara and ran her manicured fingers up her pack as she pulled her into a soft teasing kiss.

"Take care of me first baby," The minx sighed as she gave herself to Zara.

It's 2:00pm in the afternoon and Zara is just arriving at the coffee to get some work done. After blowing a little steam with a busty blonde she ditched the run she had planned. Instead she bid the woman adieu as she dropped her off at her rich parents mansion.

Zara's parents were pretty wealthy themselves too. Zara shook her head to herself when a weird thought popped into her thoughts. The rich hangs with the rich. It's something her father always pointed out to her. Though she hated it, she was almost living it. She brought home spoiled, posh, self-centered girls. She hated it. She hated their narcissism. But damn, they were attractive creatures.

That woman talked about her daddy the entire ride. Zara guesses she can't blame her. It was Father's Day. She hadn't even called her own father to praise him or celebrate him.

Speaking of the devil.

Zara sighed, "Hello?"

"Well hello stranger, I was just calling to see if maybe you've heard from my daughter. It's Fathers day and I was hoping to hear from her."

Zara couldn't help rolling her eyes as a smile sprouts across her face. "I'm sorry, but I can't say I know who you're talking about. Give me a name, proper description and I can surly leave a message."

He chuckled, "Happy Father's Day, dad."

"What're you doing on this special day besides not spending time with me?"

"Umm, ya know, playing with girls."

There's a moment of silence.

"Kidding. It was just a joke dad."

A deep sigh came from the other end, "Haha, still getting use to that."

Zara looked around the coffee shop aimlessly. She did a double take once her eyes caught sight of a beautiful dark figure. There was a beautiful brown skin girl with almond brown curly hair and full eyelashes that rested on her high cheeks as she looked down at her phone in her lap.

"Well it would be really nice to spend some time with you on this special day." Her father's voice broke Zara from her thoughts.

"Um, yeah... sure I'll be right over." Zara quickly hung up all while keeping her eyes on that beautiful woman she spotted. There was just something about her that intrigued Zara.

Maybe it was her hair.

Maybe it was her posture.

Maybe it was her legs.

Yeah, Zara nodded to herself, her eyes roaming down her smooth, toned, folded legs. She had a thing for legs.

Zara really wanted to get this girls attention... but she didn't know how. She had to figure out what it was about her. She wasn't the type to approach women, especially gorgeous black woman. They probably have nothing in common and she was kind of... intimidated?

What the fuck?

She had to think of something. Fast!

She began to tap the table impatiently as she looked around the cafe. Who did she come with?

"Hey, you okay?"

Zara snapped her eyes to the silky voice and began to stutter out words. The prize comes to you?

"You look anxious. Your legs shaking and that tapping is very nuisance."

"I-I'm sorry, I-um..." Zara's heart was working a triathlon right now.

"It's fine," the girl rested her soft hand on the base of Zara's neck to calm her. Surprisingly the electric bolts the contact sent up her spine did just that. Zara blushes the deepest shade of red when she looked up into the woman's eyes. "What's your name cutie?" She giggles seeing Zara's flushed expression.

"Z-Zara."

She beamed, "I'm Melanie."

Maybe... it was just her.

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