Nichy placed her hand on Tyler’s thigh, as the plane landed. She had not been on a trip like this with a lover for a long time. She rubbed his thigh, and was proud to present him to Sonia.Sonia waited for them outside, and Nichy used her peripheral vision to watch Tyler look at her. Sonia was the type of woman who always looked effortlessly sensual. In a kimono, over skinny jeans and her hair pulled up in a messy bun, she looked like Parisian chic. Nichy squeezed Tyler’s backside, as they settled into Sonia’s car.
The car was redolent with Sonia’s perfume, and Sonia’s basic scent which was of a sweet but steady musk. Nichy had memorized every variation of her friend’s scent, because she was so used to being with her either with or without Graham.
It made Nichy sad that Sonia did not approve of the revival of her relationship with Graham, but to some degree, she should not have been surprised.
“Thank you for picking us up,” Nichy said, too lazy to retrieve her lost French.
Sonia’s apartment was the same decadent disarray that Nichy remembered. It was not surprising to her, but even before they had walked in completely, there was a couple on the couch making love. As of they knew that their time was limited, they intended to make love as fast and furious as they could. The woman who Nichy remembered her face but not her name, faced her partner and rode him for all he was worth. The force of her body undid the dress that she had wrapped about her waist, as her hair fell loose. But even with her broad backside covered, the movement of her body made it obvious what they were doing.
“Bienvenue chez moi…” Sonia said softly, as the couple continued making love oblivious to them.
Welcome indeed, Nichy thought to herself and squeezed Tyler’s hand.
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