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Nichy pressed her nails into her palm so deeply, there was an imprint that she rubbed now sitting at her perch as the faux librarian.

Her boss had been gentle about it, but since out the day before she was scheduled to work in the library this evening. Sitting there now, she rubbed that ridge on her palm. Pressed that same palm to her face because that Gavin held when she told him that she was going to have to work that night.

“We can go out after everyone has left,” he said to her as they walked outside during lunch.

“But you know when we have parties no one ever goes! They stay until the booze is done!”

“I will wait for you princess, I will wait.”

He stopped in the middle of the street, caressed her cheek and pushed loose strands of her hair away from her eyes. Their second kiss was the most natural thing, feeling more like need than desire. Gavin held her close. 

“I will wait for you.”

The feeling of his body against hers was still heavy upon her as she sat at the heavy oak desk, remembering what Renee had told her. She wished she had had the nerve to ask Gavin to sit with her, but she had not. At least she knew that he would wait for her.

If she could not quench her desire at all, at least she could get up and get a drink. She was allowed to get as much as she wanted to eat or drink while she worked and she would get a car home. Gavin could go home with her, and they could go to the restaurant where he had found her when he came looking for her.

Nichy washed her mouth with a second gin tonic, and nibbled on a small plate of appetizers. Her tongue lingered over the savory blood on the warm slices of lamb on crusty bread, as if she was seeking the rawness of life. 

After she placed the small plate on a silver tray for the servers who walked around, she sipped slowly on her gin tonic with copious cucumber pulp.   

Gavin sat at the library desk, replacing her. Nichy paused, a little heady from having her second gin tonic. It was late enough that she was beginning to think that they were not going to have a date. But he sat there sipping scotch, she knew that was what he liked from being with him after work at the bar.

“So I guess we are going to have to have a date here then,” he announced.

Gavin got up, and pulled out the chair for Nichy.

She sat down, and he pulled up a chair to sit beside her.

“I was thinking that we were not going to have our date after all. And that I should have asked you to come keep me company.”

“Glad I came Nich.”

He sat beside her, and they talked about the goings on around them. Nichy realized that just having him there talking with, made her feel the same electricity that Renee had described to her doing far more with Tyler. Gavin stayed with her until almost everyone left, but she was at least relieved when her car came. They said nothing, but walked out together and into her car. 

Nichy looked at the stars in the sky from out of the window, her eyes already full of them.

It was just after midnight, and she was exhausted. They stopped in front of her apartment building, and she walked out looking up at the full moon. The moon shone so bright, she almost had to shield her eyes from it. But instead her eyes closed as Gavin kissed her. Their hands moved faster than the speed of light over each other. Gavin caressed all of her curves softly when he encountered them though: one hand lingered on the curve of her backside just under the swell of her cheek, while the other was filled with the fullness of her breast. He almost pulled away from her lips, but sucked on the bottom one like a candy.

“I needed the taste of your lips again,” he whispered finally letting go, and squeezing her bottom which made her feel like she might come. His touch made her labia tremble.

Nichy’s answer was her hands in his back pocket, as she kissed him again. She kissed him tiny kisses as infinite as the petals of a flower, before she utilized words.

“You should have asked the driver to wait for you.”

“It is okay, I will walk home. Tomorrow, we will have a real date?”

Nichy stood still, but her body felt as though currents raced through her. The electricity of her desire was rampant. Gavin smiled at her, and she squeezed his hand before she let it go and watched him walk away until he disappeared into the night.

His kisses left her wanting more. Under her sheets much later, she caressed her bottom the way he had when they kissed. Her finger lingered just under the curve of her cheek, but did not stop there. She let her fingers slip between the divide of her cheeks and let the tips of them address the wetness there. Between her legs was congested with the desire that their kissing had created. Now she let her fingers move along the wetness there, and she did not even have a chance to touch herself in earnest. With just the recognition of how wet she was, Nichy made herself come with with the lightest of caresses. She was so tired that her climax lulled her to sleep, and she woke up with her hands sticky between her thighs.

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When Nichy’s buzzer buzzed, she assumed that it was Gavin–not wanting to wait for date night after all. “Nichy?” 

Renee’s scratchy voice was disembodied coming through her speaker, as she buzzed her in. Her friend’s actual presence was even more unsettling than her voice was.

“Are you okay Nichy? I was trying to get in contact with you all day, but I kept getting your voicemail.”

“Why, what happened with Tyler?”

Renee stared at her.

“I did not come here to talk about Tyler, I came to see you! To make sure you were not dead or something. You never take time off.”

“Well I needed some time to myself.”

Nichy’s body still buzzed from making out with Gavin. She could still smell his warm scent, and feel the scruff of his beard against her face. Felt his hands on her body…she was saturated with desire all over again.

“Why are you being so mysterious Nichy? What is going on?”

“Nothing,” Nichy said quickly. “Would you like some wine?”

“Sure!”

Nichy knew that she would be able to distract Renee with the offer of liquor. Renee plopped down sloshing red wine on herself and the couch. Nichy looked at the bruise-colored stain, and shrugged her shoulders.

“And Tyler did come in today…” Renee started.

Nichy drank a few more glasses of Lambrusco than she was planning to. The sweet red wine tasted like bubbly punch. And there was really no words to get in edgewise, once Renee started talking.

“I covered the library today since you were out–”

Nichy pressed the back of her hand to her mouth but before she got an apology out, Renee continued.

“Tyler came in to keep me company. He was sitting next to me, and since the library was empty…and since we had not seen each other for a long time…” Renee looked dreamily into space, and then finally purred. “He plays my pussy like a violin…”

Nichy remembered almost kissing Gavin in the library, and actually kissing him just moments ago. Renee had a knack for getting her wound up. She wished Gavin had come back to see her, instead of listening to Renee who was making her body heavy with desire telling her about Tyler.

They both jumped when wild lightning flashed first, then deafening thunder followed it.

The pouring rain outside made Renee sit up straight. 

“Do you mind if I stay over? I know it sounds terrible, but I am afraid of thunderstorms.”

“Sure,” Nichy shrugged. “It’s late anyway.”

Nichy got up, and pulled out her own stuff out of her overnight bag since she did not often have guests stay over. She placed everything on the couch where Renee sat stiff, just nodding to show her appreciation for the donation.

Nichy got herself ready for bed, her body was soft and desired to be touched. Renee had made her want to be touched even more than she had already wanted to be. The sheets aroused her as she got into bed. The rain poured steadily against the window, and lightning in broad white bursts like the Fourth of July before finally thunder so heavy. Renee jumped into her bed, and under the covers with her.

With Renee in her bed, she was even more restless than she would have been if she had been in bed alone.

Renee shifted more than the occurrences of lightning and thunder combined, which made Nichy lie in bed with her eyes open. When the rain subsided, Nichy’s eyes got heavier than her desire. She was drifting into sleep when she felt Renee her body pressed close to hers, Renee’s arms about her. She shifted to get out of her embrace, but Renee grabbed her breast and moaned between her shoulder blades. Nichy jumped out of bed. 

“Renee!” 

Renee rolled around, and covered her head with the sheets.

Nichy realized she was not going to get a bit of sleep in the same bed with Renee, so she let her have it.

In the morning, Nichy found herself with her head on her arms at her dresser. She felt that she had not had enough sleep, but at least the sun was out. Nichy got up and got ready for work, after she had hit Renee several times to make her get up. 

To no avail.

When Renee finally woke up, she walked into the bathroom with just a thong. Nichy felt Renee’s breasts pressed to her back again. She was not sure how much more of Renee as a sexual being she could take, between her stories and having her in her bed. Renee telling her that sitting in the same chair that she had sat in, where she had almost kissed Gavin for the first time, that Tyler had caressed her thighs and that he had touched them slowly, digging his finger in the part between her upper thighs until felt the hair between her legs. He ran his fingers through it, ran his fingers through her hair and circled her labia, until he felt felt her wetness which he smeared first in her pubic hair…before played her like a violin…before she came in the chair Nichy usually sat in as faux librarian.

Nichy smiled at Renee who walked past her into the bathroom. She waited for Renee to get ready so she could lock up after her, and fished through her bag for her phone when she saw it:

I can still taste your lips.

Nichy pressed her lips to the phone, where Gavin’s text was located with anticipation…

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The next day, Nichy could not get herself up out of bed. She called in sick because she really did feel it, even though she knew that her sickness was not physical.

Every time she thought about almost kissing Gavin, she felt physically ill.

So she tried not think about it.

She lie in bed, her fingers drilling deep inside of her because she kept thinking about what would have happened if they had kissed. What more could have happened…

Between her legs was sticky wet, and she circled even around her labia with her pre-come. The sheets stuck there were adhesived at the juncture of her thighs with her wetness, as she caressed her breasts to get aroused to make herself come again. The second time she came, she bit into her forearm. 

Hard.

The third time was of course the charm, and after the third time she came she got out of bed.

She plucked around her apartment–nude–because she was afraid that she would come from the friction of even her thong between her legs and she had worn herself out with solo sex. Her body still craved release though, and she made an appointment for a massage. It would work some of the tension out of her at least, she thought.

Hilda, her usual masseuse took one look at her and Nichy looked away. Hilda had a knack for knowing when there was something wrong with her. Especially when lulled under the sweetness of Hilda’s touch, she pined over Gavin during many of their recent sessions.

“The guy?” Hilda asked.

Nichy shrugged, she did not want to talk about it. Hilda squeezed her shoulders with understanding, and then went about her business.

On her belly, Nichy felt the sheets underneath her and felt herself get aroused like she had in bed that morning. She was soaking wet again, and when she got up from the table she knew there would be a damp spot. Hilda did not touch her in a sexual way at all, but Nichy craved the attention on her body so bad that it made her come swiftly.

Hilda had not intended a happy ending for her, but she also did not ask questions.

She squeezed the small of Nichy’s back when she was done.

“It is not the first time for me here, it just means you got very relaxed.”

Nichy looked at her for a moment, then smiled awkwardly. What else could she do?

She decided after to go to the bar down the street from her apartment. After two lovely glasses of Riesling, she saw the sun was starting to set. And in a rush of deja vu, Gavin walked past her window like he often did at the bar by her job. He spotted her, and walked in.

Nichy got aroused again, and she really had made herself tired from coming all day. 

Mentally.

Her body responded to Gavin in the usual way, as he walked over to her table.

“Are you okay?” he asked her.

Her sip of Riesling was so tense, she almost bit the glass as she did.

“Yes,”

The waiter walked over, and handed Gavin a menu.

“I have never seen you here before,” she said as she swallowed.

“I was looking for you.”

Nichy looked down.

“About yesterday…” she started, not looking up at him

Gavin raised his hand and the waiter came over with the check. He took it, and even though Nichy tried to protest, he shoved his card in.

“I don’t want to talk about last night Nichy,” he said suddenly out of breath. “I want to kiss you.”

Flushed as if she was in the middle of the desert, Nichy’s body responded to his desire with its own.

She watched him sign the check, everything happening as if it was happening to someone else.

“Can I walk you home?”

Nichy nodded.

Both of them were panting, as they walked the not even a block to get to her apartment building. 

“What happened to your arm?” he asked.

“I bit myself.”

Nichy looked down at the bandage that she had forgotten she placed there.

When she opened her door, Gavin took her arm and licked where the bandage was. 

Kissed it.

“To make it better,” he said. He pulled her into him, and buried his face in the crook of her neck. He lifted his head. “Now to make me feel better.”

He kissed her soft at first. Timidly. But then he kissed her until when they pulled away, she was breathless. His hands were in her hair caressing her scalp, as he looked into her eyes when she opened them. He kissed her again, and she pulled him close dragging her tongue along the inside of his neck. Nibbling it, in difference to the way she had bitten herself.

Gavin pulled her close, his hand still in her hair and kissed her temple which she felt pulsing like a trapped butterfly.

He moved away from her, and she swayed toward him.

“I am not going to come upstairs with you. But I needed to kiss you…to start…”

“To start what?” Nichy smiled, caressing his stubbled cheek.

“I want to start dinner with you for one…”

He kissed her again, and she leaned back against the wall accidentally ringing someone’s bell. It was only fitting that she rang someone’s bell, because this appetizer to their dinner to be had rung her bell in the very best way…

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