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yielding sound. Keri felt disoriented, and the tight ache of her breasts was close to painful. When the elevator doors opened it was Marcie who broke their contact. She glanced over her shoulder at Keri, her eyes dilated and breath coming in gasps. Apparently, what she saw in Keri’s face was okay, because an anticipatory smile flitted across her lips.
    Keri reminded herself that Marcie hadn’t agreed to unbox the dildo, and she certainly hadn’t said she wanted Keri use it on her. Marcie had seemed to accept that it was a joke. She set the box down on the dresser across from the bed, though, and Marcie set the bottle of Nirvana lube next to it. Besides, the dildo was not necessary given what she wanted to do to Marcie with just her hands.
    “Well, this has been quite a night,” Marcie said.
    “It’s not over, baby,” Keri said softly. She turned Marcie to face her. “I want to finish what we started.”
    She wasn’t particularly gentle as she untied Marcie’s skirt so it could fall to the floor. Marcie gasped as Keri shoved her hands inside her panties, cupping her ass. They kissed, hard, a kiss she only ended to lift Marcie’s tunic over her head. It drifted across a nearby chair, and she pulled Marcie aggressively into her arms.
    “I really want to make love to you,” Keri whispered into Marcie’s ear. “Please, baby, just let me take care of you the way I think you need. The way I need to tonight.”
    Marcie pushed her away. She slid the straps of her bra off her shoulders and slowly peeled down the cups, not quite exposing her nipples. “What happens in Vegas…?”
    “Stays in Vegas.”
    “Nobody back home has to know.” Marcie shimmied her bra a little lower. “It’s none of their business.”
    Keri’s mouth was watering. “Nobody has to know what?”
    Marcie caressed Keri’s cheek. “First time I saw you I got the most outrageous thoughts in my head. I scared myself with the things I imagined doing with you.”
    “Like what?” Keri captured and kissed Marcie’s hand.
    She swallowed. “I like my friends. I like the way we live. But I don’t know how sex got to be…part of the way of life. I mean, does how we have sex really have an impact on global warming? Live simply, that was the T-shirt you were wearing when you came into the store that day. I looked at you, and I thought ‘Live simply, but I want her to fuck me hard.’”
    Keri’s nipples tightened and her fingers curled with the effort not to grab Marcie and throw her on the bed. “But when we went to bed the first time you said—”
    “I was scared. I didn’t know how to say what I wanted. I could only say what I was used to. You made it fantastic. I realized I wanted more…”
    Keri was getting lost in the soft blue of Marcie’s eyes. She looked so vulnerable and yet so ready to try something new. “Do you know how to say it now?”
    “I’m not sure. But I think if we practice, I’ll learn.”
    Taking a steadying breath, Keri pulled down Marcie’s bra and filled her palms with the luscious, full breasts. She meant to be gentler than she was as she caught Marcie’s erect nipples between her fingers and thumbs. “Tonight’s different, but not every night has to be like tonight. We can do anything we want. It’s Vegas.”
    Marcie shuddered and let out a moan. She put her hands on Keri’s, encouraging the attention to her breasts. She threw her head back, a beautiful line of luscious woman.
    Words, so hard before, flowed out of Keri. “I love touching you, and kissing you. I like it when we’re so close our eyelashes brush. You wrap me up tight and close when we make love. Tonight I don’t want to do that.”
    Marcie’s lips had parted as her hands slowly slid along Keri’s forearms, eventually to her shoulders. “Tell me what you want.”
    “I want to dissolve you into the bed, baby. I want to make you come on my hand again, harder this time. I want us both to get so worked up that it feels like we’ll