One Night Mistake
Chapter 1:
It was the night before Joanne was supposed to come home from her business trip. Maureen sat at the bar of a local club.
"Got a smoke?" a deep, strong voice asked. Maureen turned around in her barstool only to be met with two dazzling green eyes. This handsome stranger instantly captivated her. A flirty smirk crept across her face.
"Depends on what you have for me," she countered. The handsome stranger slid into the vacant barstool next to Maureen.
"How about we start with drinks?" he suggested. Maureen tossed her hair carelessly over her shoulder. Thoughts of Joanne's emanate return quickly fled her mind.
Groaning, Maureen lifted her head. The bright sunlight caused her to slam her eyelids back down. After several minutes, she reopened her eyes to get her bearings. She was lying face down on a bed in a cheap hotel room with only a ratty sheet draped across her waist. Maureen looked at the cheap clock on the nightstand. It was after noon.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit," Maureen muttered as she scrambled out of bed and tugged on her clothes, which were scattered all across the dingy room. Joanne would be home in an hour! Once Maureen was dressed, she dashed out of the hotel and down the street.
When Joanne got home, the familiar sound of the hairdryer caused her to wander into the bathroom. She wrapped her arms around Maureen's waist from behind. Right away, Maureen turned off her hairdryer.
"How was your trip?" she asked as she turned around in Joanne's arms.
"Lonely, I missed you," Joanne replied between kisses.
"Say we fix that?" Maureen suggested seductively. Joanne pressed her lips against Maureen's in a fiery kiss. Maureen wound her fingers through Joanne's curls and continued the heated lip lock. Joanne broke off the kiss and untied the sash to Maureen's bathrobe. The offending fabric slid into a puddle on the floor, and the couple went right back to where they had left off.
Joanne gently brushed a dark curl out of Maureen's face as her girlfriend slept peacefully next to her. Their day had consisted mainly of sex, making out and a little cuddling before it turned into more sex. Now, they were both pretty worn out. However, Joanne couldn't help but stare at her gorgeous girlfriend. Her dark lashes brushed her pale cheeks. Her red, full lips were parted ever so slightly, and her chest rose and fell with each even breath she took. Joanne couldn't help but feel deep, undying love for Maureen. Sure, she had her flaws, but nobody's perfect. Joanne kissed her cheek softly before curling up against her to go to sleep for the night.
A/N: Sorry it's so short!
Tina101