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Melinda woke up in the morning feeling something soft and warm against her. She was lying on her side. there was a weight on her arm and her other arm was on top of something smooth, warm and soft. There was a nice fragrance in her nose, and she felt content. She opened her eyes just slightly and noticed she was sleeping in her living room on the couch.
Under her blanket and sleeping on her arm, squeezed against her, was Émilie. She was right next to her, their bodies touching everywhere. Melinda’s arms were around her, and her leg was over her, Émilie had wormed so close to her they were almost one. Her head was buried between Melinda’s breasts and her arms were on her belly, her legs between hers.
Melinda smiled as she breathed in all that was there. Émilie smelled so good to her, her skin was so soft, and she was so warm against her, Melinda didn’t want to move. As she looked at her and realized they both were still completely naked, her cheeks warmed up and her breath quickened. She remembered last night and what had happened.
Images of last night sprang into her mind. How Émilie lay there with her legs spread open, how heavenly she had smelled to her, and how absolutely stunned she had been about her taste. She hadn’t thought anything could be that good; and there she was, lying in her arms, sleeping soundly and making tiny, cute, sniffling noises now and then.
"I love you my little French treasure," Melinda whispered under her breath and kissed Émilie’s head. "You were so amazing last night, I didn’t think anything could be that good," she said and caressed her arm very gently with her fingertips.
Émilie squirmed and tried to wiggle her way even closer.
"Emi... you feel so amazing, you smell even more amazing, and… and you taste more wonderful than anything I’ve ever tasted," she whispered. She felt her breathing get heavier; her cheeks get hotter. Oh damn, she thought. I’m getting all wet just from thinking about you. You’re beyond anything I’ve ever dreamed. I fervently hope this is not just a dream, and I can continue waking up next to you in the future. I can do so much better than Evan—OH MY GOD! She thought and gasped aloud.
Émilie twitched. "Mel…?" She said hesitantly, "is there something wrong?"
IS THERE SOMETHING WRONG? Melinda thought. I fucked my friend! I took advantage of her when she was feeling down! I am a horrible person! I’m a rebound, a pity-fuck, a… loser and the biggest idiot. I should not have done any of that! I should not have taken advantage of you when you were down! You trusted me as a friend, and I used you sexually. I should go to prison for this! Am I a rapist now? I’m a rapist now. I’m so sorry my Emi, I’m so sorry…
"I’m so sorry, Emi," she said, and felt her eyes well up. "I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have done that… you were feeling down and looking for support and I… and I basically took advantage of you and… and—" she said, but Émilie moved and put a finger on her mouth.
"Mel," she said. "Mel, no. Do not blame yourself for any of this," she said. "I’m as guilty as you, if we get down to it. I distinctly remember jumping you, first. I pulled you into a kiss. If somebody took advantage of anybody here, it was me—" she said.
"No Emi, I was in sound mind and body. You were the one suffering, and I—" Melinda said.
Émilie shuffled herself upward along Melinda and cupped her chin. She looked gently straight into her eyes and pressed her lips to hers.
Melinda tried to say something more, but Émilie kept her lips pressed onto hers, just moving them with hers, still holding her chin. Melinda relaxed in Émilie’s hands, closed her eyes and surrendered to the kiss. She wrapped her hands tightly around Émilie and pulled her close.
Émilie pulled off a few fractions of an inch, her breath still on her lips.
Melinda opened her eyes, and saw those gorgeous grey eyes looking at her.
"Mel…", Émilie whispered, her breath on Melinda’s lips, sending shivers through her body. "You didn’t take advantage of me, no. I was present enough to consent, Mel. I could’ve said no at any point, and I know you would have stopped.
“But, Mel…", she said, "I didn’t want to stop. I… I think yesterday opened my eyes in more ways than one. I can’t say I’m over Evans just yet, but it’s just a bang of regret somewhere in the background. Mel, I’m feeling happy here…"
Melinda touched her lips with Émilie’s softly, then smiled. "You opened my eyes too, Emi," she said. "I don’t think I’ve ever felt this happy and this… sure of myself. Before, I was pretty sure I was straight and just haven’t met ‘the right guy,’ and I had been uncomfortable for the longest time, because I didn’t seem to ‘accept’ anyone," she said, and kissed her briefly again. "But you, Emi, you opened my eyes and I know what I am now, even if it isn’t anything I wanted or expected," she says.
Émilie wiggled her hand downward between them and brushed her fingertips on Melinda’s inner thigh, then moved her hand away from there.
"So, was the ‘unexpected’ good enough?", she asked with a little grin, then closed her eyes, bit her lower lip and moaned softly as she moved her hand between them. She brought it up to to her face again.
Melinda could smell Émilie’s scent on her fingers, and her heart started to beat louder. She swallowed and inhaled deeply. "Yes…" she breathed softly, "yes it was, Emi…" She moved her head closer to her hand and licked the tips of her fingers.
Émilie moaned softly.
Melinda took a finger into her mouth and sucked on it, which made Émilie squirm hard. "Emi, you taste amazing," she said. "You smell amazing… everything about you is just amazing… I cannot wrap my head around it that you’re so amazing! Just feeling you here makes me so wet… I’ve never been like this in my life… Emi, you’re the sexiest thing I’ve ever known," she whispered and Émilie blushed.
Émilie wiggled her hand back down between their bodies and touched Melinda between her legs, feeling her soft, hot, and wet spot. "So, you are…" she said softly, and started to scoot downward, kissing her way down her body. "Do you want me to do something about it?", she asked, teasing.
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