Changes - Part 8
Title: Changes - Part 8
Author: xjekkix
Word Count: 1081 words
Summary: A journey through self-discovery.
Rating: R - some sexy time
Disclaimer: This is not real.
A/N: Beta’d by csifreak90
For the first time since watching Happy drive away, Samantha felt like good things were going to happen.
She waved goodbye to Kati, as the girl watched her in the rearview mirror with a smile on her face. Then, she immediately called her sister.
Charlotte answered, sounding bored. “Sounds like you woke up on the right side of the bed,” she said, in response to Samantha’s cheery greeting. “What’s up?”
“I just kissed Kati.” Samantha was excited but also apprehensive. What would Charlotte think?
“It’s about damn time. You’re all she ever talks about.”
Samantha couldn’t help but smile to herself.
A few days went by and she hadn’t heard from Kati. She picked up her phone and called.
The girl answered - said she was busy at work - but she would stop by after.
Samantha began cleaning frantically as soon as she got off the phone - both to pass the time and impress her pending houseguest.
Kati knocked three times. Samantha slid across her freshly waxed floor in her socked feet, rushing to open the door.
“Hey,” Samantha said, blushing and slightly out of breath. Kati was wearing a collared polyester shirt and black pants - her uniform from her second job as a fast-food restaurant cashier. Samantha had to respect the girl’s integrity - she did what needed to be done to provide for herself.
She had her arms folded across her chest self-consciously. “Do you mind if I change?”
Samantha shook her head, a permanent smile now stuck to her face. “Bathroom’s right there.” She pointed to the door. “Can I get you a drink? Ice cold beer, maybe?” Kati smiled.
That fact she could never forget. She and Kati had made themselves a reputation in high school as the only girls who could drink more beer than their male classmates.
“That would be wonderful,” Kati said, touching Samantha’s arm fleetingly before entering the bathroom.
Samantha walked a short distance to the kitchen, grabbed two bottles of imported beer from the fridge and opened them. She turned around, heading back toward the bathroom to wait for Kati’s return.
The bathroom door was slightly ajar. She could see the reflection of the girl’s back - she spied a beautiful tattoo of winding musical bars that stretched across her shoulders.
Kati turned to the mirror to fix her hair as she pulled a fresh t-shirt over her head. She caught Samantha watching her and smiled shyly.
Samantha met her at the door, beer in hand. “Chug?” she said, grinning. Kati took the bottle from her and tipped back into her lips. They both finished at the same time, followed by satisfied sighs.
Samantha hadn’t drunk in awhile. Her head immediately felt light and fuzzy. Kati watched her carefully as she wobbled a little.
“You okay?”
Samantha nodded, leaning in slowly to kiss the girl. Kati hesitated first before kissing back. She does so aggressively.
Samantha wobbled a little more; she wasn’t sure how much longer she could stand on her own. The mix of alcohol and fluttering butterflies are not kind to her.
Kati backed into the bathroom, propping Samantha against the counter. She placed her palms flat on the surface, one on each side of the woman.
Samantha was starting to come back around - her head now felt clear and determined. She hiked Kati’s shirt up a bit and rubbed her hands against the girl’s bare and warm skin.
Never in a million years had she imagined making out with her high school best friend - another woman - and certainly not in a bathroom.
Kati moved her hands to lift Samantha, seating her practically in the sink. Samantha steadied herself and cupped the girl’s face in her hands.
Samantha could feel Kati’s hands on her knees. They slid up her thighs, and finally to the button on her jeans. She wiggled, leaning back to give the girl easier access.
Kati fumbled for a moment before freeing the button. She lifted Samantha again slightly, pulling the tight denim from her legs as she broke from their kiss. Samantha kicked her pants away, which landed in the bathtub.
Both girls laughed, their giggles cut short by their colliding lips.
Samantha had kissed a girl once before, just to see what it was like. She had enjoyed it, sure, but it was nothing compared to the unrealized tension between her and Kati.
She grabbed the bottom of Kati’s t-shirt, pulling it quickly over her head. Before long, their lips are together again moving in time with their hands, exploring every inch of each other’s bodies.
Samantha could feel a few of Kati’s fingers pressing against her underwear They were already wet; she was aroused simply by the thought of being with Kati.
The girl’s hand moved up and down, causing friction and warmth between Samantha’s legs. Of course she knew what she was doing but Samantha couldn’t believe it - no one had ever touched her like this, not even Happy.
Kati stopped for a moment to slide her hand downward and inside the damp material, extending a single finger. She stroked up and down slowly, precisely. Samantha held her breath, unsure if she could keep quiet.
The girl pressed herself closely to Samantha as a few more fingers teased their way inside her. Samantha could feel the way her muscles contracted around Kati’s fingers; they fit perfectly, molded to each and every one of her inner curves.
Her wrist snapped back and forth, her thumb gently caressing the skin of Samantha’s stomach. She wrapped her free hand around the girl’s back to keep her from falling backward and into the sink.
Samantha moaned; she tried to speak but couldn’t form her words before losing her breath.
Kati pressed her mouth to Samantha’s, the woman’s tongue licking the tips of her teeth and wrestling with her own tongue.
It was over quickly, much to Samantha’s dismay. Kati pressed firmly into the small of her back as Samantha’s back stiffened and she shook, letting out a deflated moan.
They repeated this several times; once in the kitchen, twice in the bedroom and once in the bathroom shower underneath cold water that failed to cool their raging hormones.
Sitting on the couch, both girls smoked a cigarette and sipped slowly on bottles of beer. Samantha turned to Kati, her eyes tired. “So, was that how you imagined it would be?” she asked.
Kati laughed, smiling. “Honestly?”
Samantha nodded.
“I always wanted to just take you up against your locker.”
Author: xjekkix
Word Count: 1081 words
Summary: A journey through self-discovery.
Rating: R - some sexy time
Disclaimer: This is not real.
A/N: Beta’d by csifreak90
For the first time since watching Happy drive away, Samantha felt like good things were going to happen.
She waved goodbye to Kati, as the girl watched her in the rearview mirror with a smile on her face. Then, she immediately called her sister.
Charlotte answered, sounding bored. “Sounds like you woke up on the right side of the bed,” she said, in response to Samantha’s cheery greeting. “What’s up?”
“I just kissed Kati.” Samantha was excited but also apprehensive. What would Charlotte think?
“It’s about damn time. You’re all she ever talks about.”
Samantha couldn’t help but smile to herself.
A few days went by and she hadn’t heard from Kati. She picked up her phone and called.
The girl answered - said she was busy at work - but she would stop by after.
Samantha began cleaning frantically as soon as she got off the phone - both to pass the time and impress her pending houseguest.
Kati knocked three times. Samantha slid across her freshly waxed floor in her socked feet, rushing to open the door.
“Hey,” Samantha said, blushing and slightly out of breath. Kati was wearing a collared polyester shirt and black pants - her uniform from her second job as a fast-food restaurant cashier. Samantha had to respect the girl’s integrity - she did what needed to be done to provide for herself.
She had her arms folded across her chest self-consciously. “Do you mind if I change?”
Samantha shook her head, a permanent smile now stuck to her face. “Bathroom’s right there.” She pointed to the door. “Can I get you a drink? Ice cold beer, maybe?” Kati smiled.
That fact she could never forget. She and Kati had made themselves a reputation in high school as the only girls who could drink more beer than their male classmates.
“That would be wonderful,” Kati said, touching Samantha’s arm fleetingly before entering the bathroom.
Samantha walked a short distance to the kitchen, grabbed two bottles of imported beer from the fridge and opened them. She turned around, heading back toward the bathroom to wait for Kati’s return.
The bathroom door was slightly ajar. She could see the reflection of the girl’s back - she spied a beautiful tattoo of winding musical bars that stretched across her shoulders.
Kati turned to the mirror to fix her hair as she pulled a fresh t-shirt over her head. She caught Samantha watching her and smiled shyly.
Samantha met her at the door, beer in hand. “Chug?” she said, grinning. Kati took the bottle from her and tipped back into her lips. They both finished at the same time, followed by satisfied sighs.
Samantha hadn’t drunk in awhile. Her head immediately felt light and fuzzy. Kati watched her carefully as she wobbled a little.
“You okay?”
Samantha nodded, leaning in slowly to kiss the girl. Kati hesitated first before kissing back. She does so aggressively.
Samantha wobbled a little more; she wasn’t sure how much longer she could stand on her own. The mix of alcohol and fluttering butterflies are not kind to her.
Kati backed into the bathroom, propping Samantha against the counter. She placed her palms flat on the surface, one on each side of the woman.
Samantha was starting to come back around - her head now felt clear and determined. She hiked Kati’s shirt up a bit and rubbed her hands against the girl’s bare and warm skin.
Never in a million years had she imagined making out with her high school best friend - another woman - and certainly not in a bathroom.
Kati moved her hands to lift Samantha, seating her practically in the sink. Samantha steadied herself and cupped the girl’s face in her hands.
Samantha could feel Kati’s hands on her knees. They slid up her thighs, and finally to the button on her jeans. She wiggled, leaning back to give the girl easier access.
Kati fumbled for a moment before freeing the button. She lifted Samantha again slightly, pulling the tight denim from her legs as she broke from their kiss. Samantha kicked her pants away, which landed in the bathtub.
Both girls laughed, their giggles cut short by their colliding lips.
Samantha had kissed a girl once before, just to see what it was like. She had enjoyed it, sure, but it was nothing compared to the unrealized tension between her and Kati.
She grabbed the bottom of Kati’s t-shirt, pulling it quickly over her head. Before long, their lips are together again moving in time with their hands, exploring every inch of each other’s bodies.
Samantha could feel a few of Kati’s fingers pressing against her underwear They were already wet; she was aroused simply by the thought of being with Kati.
The girl’s hand moved up and down, causing friction and warmth between Samantha’s legs. Of course she knew what she was doing but Samantha couldn’t believe it - no one had ever touched her like this, not even Happy.
Kati stopped for a moment to slide her hand downward and inside the damp material, extending a single finger. She stroked up and down slowly, precisely. Samantha held her breath, unsure if she could keep quiet.
The girl pressed herself closely to Samantha as a few more fingers teased their way inside her. Samantha could feel the way her muscles contracted around Kati’s fingers; they fit perfectly, molded to each and every one of her inner curves.
Her wrist snapped back and forth, her thumb gently caressing the skin of Samantha’s stomach. She wrapped her free hand around the girl’s back to keep her from falling backward and into the sink.
Samantha moaned; she tried to speak but couldn’t form her words before losing her breath.
Kati pressed her mouth to Samantha’s, the woman’s tongue licking the tips of her teeth and wrestling with her own tongue.
It was over quickly, much to Samantha’s dismay. Kati pressed firmly into the small of her back as Samantha’s back stiffened and she shook, letting out a deflated moan.
They repeated this several times; once in the kitchen, twice in the bedroom and once in the bathroom shower underneath cold water that failed to cool their raging hormones.
Sitting on the couch, both girls smoked a cigarette and sipped slowly on bottles of beer. Samantha turned to Kati, her eyes tired. “So, was that how you imagined it would be?” she asked.
Kati laughed, smiling. “Honestly?”
Samantha nodded.
“I always wanted to just take you up against your locker.”