Last Chance - Sex Stories

Last Chance

... office, Clarence. The next time I see you, it will either to be to admit I’m wrong, and you’re not the most worthless excuse for a cupid ever to pick up a bow, or to put you on panda duty.” “Y-yes sir!” Clarence flew quickly back through the opening, on his way to the armory to pick up a fresh stock of arrows. “I swear the Almighty was in the same sort of humorous mood when he made Clarence as the day he dreamed up the platypus,” Lellor muttered, waving a hand to close the opening Clarence had just sped through. **** Andra woke up, and it only took a moment for her to realize that what she remembered wasn’t just a dream. Emily lying nude next to her was certainly confirmation that every breathless moment had been very real. Shivering a little, Andra snuggled back into the bedclothes, barely able to remember the whirlwind of emotions that led up to this moment. One second, Emily was pushing her back into the office. The next, their eyes locked and Andra couldn’t think of anyone, or anything else. The police had dealt with David, and the office returned to normal, but Andra and Emily both found they couldn’t stay away from each other, or get much done. With nothing pressing going on, they’d left early to go have that drink. When they’d walked into the bar, and Andra realized there wasn’t a single man in the place, she was a little surprised. The glances from the other patrons strongly hinted that the establishment was a hangout for lesbians. Emily had mentioned that it was ...

... the perfect place to have a girl’s night out, and Andra could hardly disagree. After a few drinks, Emily had convinced her to get out on the dance floor. A little tipsy, and getting turned on by the provocatively dressed women around them, their dancing had become more than a little indecent. The next thing Andra knew, they were in a cab on the way back to her place, tearing off each other’s clothing, and falling into bed. Looking over at the clock, Andra realized she was running late. “Oh no,” she groaned, getting up reluctantly. Emily stretched and sleepily muttered, “What?” “It’s already seven o’clock. We’re going to have to hurry or everybody will be standing outside waiting for one of us to open up the headquarters,” Andra explained, going to her closet to select some clothing. Climbing out of bed as well, Emily suggestively said, “We could share a shower – that would speed things up.” Looking over at Emily stretching her nude body and yawning, Andra felt wetness gathering between her legs. “I don’t think that’s going to get us out of here any quicker – or at all.” Emily pouted, but then laughed and said, “You’re right. We’ll just have to wait until tonight. There is going to be a tonight, isn’t there?” Andra shivered and said, “Oh, god yes.” “Mmm, get in the shower then, and don’t use all the hot water. Can I see if you have something I can borrow to wear?” “Go ahead, I’ll know where to find it tonight,” Andra replied while walking into the bathroom. “Lying on the floor, ...