The Widows Woman (GirlxGirl)

Meetings

Carla's eyes opened slowly, she was facing the window and could feel the morning sun through the cheap curtains. Remembering where she was and who she was with, her body turned over to face the older woman.

Thea was in a deep sleep, her mouth opened slightly whenever she exhaled, Carla took in all her facial features and was in awe of this woman. She didn't wonder why she looked so worried, even when she slept, not after what she found out last night. Sexy as hell Thea may have been but she definitely carried her share of baggage.

Her phone rang loudly and Carla instinctively shut her eyes, she didn't want the older woman to be freaked out by her staring. She could feel Thea retrieve her phone without lifting her head off the pillow.

T: Hello?

R: Good morning sleepy. It's your friendly driver here. I got your text last night you dirty bitch, where are you?"

T: Soho. What time is it?"

R: Still early don't panic. You've probably got time for a quickie. Text me the place and I'll be there at half 8.

T: Cheers mate, in a bit.

"Sorry I woke you." She mumbled quietly and put her phone back on the bedside table.

"That's ok. It's nice to wake up with you." The younger woman watched her stretch and cheekily led on her chest. When Thea put her arms down, she had no choice but to wrap them around her.

"This is nice." She whispered with her eyes closed but Carla knew she meant it. The warmth and softness of their embrace was soothing to both of them.

"Do you have to go to work?"

Thea opened her eyes and smiled lazily.

"Unfortunately yes. We should think about doing this again though, it's been really nice."

Carla leant up and kissed her gently. The older woman returned the kiss with more fervour, her hand slipped up Carla's top, her fingers teasing the erect nipples.

A low moan escaped from the younger woman's mouth as she broke the kiss and led on her back, overwhelmed with the sensations surging through her body.

Thea leant over her, her arms taking her weight off of Carla's body. The younger girl opened her legs granting her access so she could lie in between.

The cop assaulted her neck with her tongue, enjoying how vocal her partner was when she went over a sensitive spot. She continued to play with her nipples until she shuffled down to take one in her mouth. Her tongue flicked around the firm nub while her hand ran down her soft stomach to the top of her red panties.

"Don't." Carla panted, not being able to look at Thea's disappointed face.

"I'm sorry." Thea pulled away and sat on the edge of the bed before rising, collected her clothes off the chair and walked into the bathroom.

The younger woman couldn't move, her body still squirming from Thea's foreplay when she heard the shower start. She felt terrible for making her run away but she wasn't ready. They weren't ready, Carla wasn't prepared to destroy this connection, she wanted everything to be perfect. She rose, removed her panties and top before wrapping herself in the sheet. Heading to the bathroom door, she knocked lightly before checking to see if it was locked.

The door creaked open, releasing a plume of steam that hit her in the face. Entering the bathroom she leant on the wall and watched the outline of her body move in the shower until she was noticed.

Thea wiped the soap out of her eyes and pulled the screen door back surprised to find Carla looking like a Greek goddess in her sheet toga.