This week's prompt was provided by Behind the Chintz Curtain.
I have been spending a lot of my creative writing energy on my NaNoWriMo effort but I took the time to write this little story.
The half empty bottle of vodka sat on the table between Lexie and Maud, beside it two empty shot glasses stood waiting. With a slightly wavering hand Lexie poured two large shots. She handed one to Maud and raised the other to her lips looking over the rim of the tiny glass at her friend.
"What is the one sexual fantasy that you have always had but have always been too afraid to ask someone to fulfil?" Her brown eyes met Maud's blue ones with a challenge.
Maud looked her friend in the eye for as long as she could before her gaze turned downwards.
"To have sex with a girl." Her voice was almost inaudible in the tiny kitchen. Almost simultaneously the two women threw back the vodka shot. Maud wiped her mouth with the back of her hand as Lexie studied her. She noticed every tiny detail about her friend, the way her blouse was unpinned to reveal a swell of creamy breast, the way her full lips pouted out. As Maud poured the next shot her lips parted slightly and her tongue touched the back of her teeth in concentration.
Maud passed the small glass to Lexie and sat holding her glass as she contemplated the next question she wanted to ask.
"Cock or cunt?" The last word was said with a twist of her lips. She knew that Lexie didn't really like people using the word but she wanted to use it just for emphasis.
Lexie's brow puckered as she considered the question. "I have to choose?" she asked for clarification.
Maud responded with an emphatic nod. She was enjoying this game. The drunker they got the more personal and sexual the questions became but also the less she cared about her responses.
"If I have to choose then it is cunt," Lexie's lip curled as she made her response.
"Any particular cunt?" Maud could not resist the follow up question.
"That is a separate question and is against the rules. You will have to wait your turn. In fact, I think you deserve to miss your turn for breaking the rules which means I get two questions now." Lexie poured the vodka, filling Maud's glass almost to the brim before handing it over.
Maud pouted at the reprimand but was too busy noticing the way colour was creeping over Lexie's cleavage back up her protest. To prevent herself spilling the shot she took a sip from the overfull glass.
Lexie sat back against her chair thinking for long moments. Maud noticed the way her lips puckered slightly as she thought and how red the lipstick her friend was wearing was.
"What is your favourite style of vibrator?" Lexie's eyes twinkled as she leaned back and threw back her shot.
Colour splashed over Maud's cheeks, "How many different types are there?" She frowned in consternation.
Lexie chuckled, "More than I know about I am sure." She replied. She poured another shot for both of them .
"Has anyone ever fucked you with your own vibrator?"
Maud squirmed on her chair as Lexie threw back her drink and sat looking over at her. She noticed how Lexie's lips were parted slightly and her chest was heaving as if she had just run a race as her eyes travelled downwards she noticed Lexie's nipples poking through the thin fabric of her tank top.
"No," Maud threw back her shot and reached for the bottle. "One more turn each," she observed as she placed the bottle back in the centre of the table.
"Is there anyone who you are friends with that you would fuck?" Maud asked quickly before she threw back her shot.
Lexie looked down at the table and contemplated her answer for a long time before she answered,
"Yes." She reached for the bottle and poured the last of the vodka into the two glasses. "Last question," she commented. "Better make it count," She looked across the table at Maud as she considered her last question. She noticed how some of Maud's hair had escaped from her ponytail and was framing her pretty face. As she always did she noticed those full lips. Usually they were pink but tonight they were red, like ripe strawberries. Juicy and plump.
"Can I kiss those lips," Lexie licked the taste of apple flavoured vodka off her own lips as she watched her friend across the table.
Maud drank down her last shot before she answered, "Yes," her eyes glittered with excitement and desire. Lexie stood up and took the few steps around the table to where Maud was sitting. She took her time, looking at Maud's face and into her eyes before she bent down and kissed those full pouting lips softly. The silence in the room was tangible like an elastic band stretched tight as Lexie pulled away from Maud, studying her reaction.
In response Maud reached up and pulled her friend back down towards her. They kissed again harder, opening their lips against each other. Bravely Maud slid her tongue into Lexie's mouth tasting, vodka and the unique musky taste of her friend. Lexie's hand slid down Maud's neckline and into her shirt tentatively cupping her breast through the fabric of her bra.
The two women pulled apart slowly looking at each other, entranced.
"We should have played this game a long time ago," Lexie murmured. She straightened up and took Maud's hand. Without speaking Maud stood up and followed her friend down the hallway to the bedroom. One both of them were inside Lexie reached behind herself and shut the door.