The temperature was unbearable in Las Vegas, Nevada. It was so hot that the doves fell off the Las Vegas's sunny roofs. The people of Las Vegas wore just what was needed so they would not be arrested for public indecency, and so did Catherine Willows, the fierce and feisty redhead, Blood Spatter Specialist and ex-stripper.
Her friend, the genius and geeky Sara Sidle, had a hard time concentrating. It wasn't all about the heat that gave her a hard time to concentrate, oh no! Her growing attraction for her sexy friend Catherine Willows did half of the work in letting Sara sweat like she's been living in hell itself.
Catherine Willows's outfit, on this unholy fucking hot summer-day, kept her worked up more than any hot weather-condition could ever do. And right at this moment she just wanted sexual relief; In one of the bathrooms of the crime lab where she worked as Material and Elements Specialist.
Puffing and sweaty she stood in the bathroom and splashed water on her face...which didn't work. Even splashing water down her cleavage didn't reduce the throbbing pressure of her awoken sexual desire. Yes, she really could use an orgasm!
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Just as she was about to go back to her workplace to do some much needed very boring paperwork, Catherine Willows, the reason of her sexually awakened status walked into the bathroom and said innocently, "Aaah, there you are. I was looking for you. Greg told me you weren't feeling well and almost flee..." She stopped mid-sentence, "Sara?" Catherine asked, mostly concerned for the well-being of her geeky friend, "You tremble and your neck and face are flushed like a tomato! Are you coming down with something?"
Sara slowly closed her eyes, swallowed...Catherine softly touched her shoulder... Sara swallowed harder... Catherine felt Sara's forehead...
Sara felt like fainting...She opened her eyes and frantically stepped sidling away from Catherine's grasping hands. Defensibly she held two hands before her torso and pleaded, "Please...no more touching!"
Catherine's face fell, her soothing smile gone now. With hurt in her eyes she looked at Sara. "I I I..." she said, but Sara cuts of her rambling and whispered softly, "The heat is on, Catherine..."
"The heat is on, Sara?" Catherine asked, while she looked at Sara, her hurting demeanor was gone now and changed into confusion "I don't think I understand, Sara!"
"Here..." Sara said and took a step closer to her sexy friend, "..let me show you. Sara grabbed Catherine's hand, her eyes asked for permission. Catherine nodded.
Sara closed the last gap and took Catherine in her arms. Sara's lips touched Catherine's lips. First softly and sweet, and as she felt Catherine respond positively, more demandingly.
As Catherine opened her mouth to make her intentions clear, Sara grabbed the opportunity by the tail and stuck her tongue in Catherine's inviting mouth. In a smooth and slow dance, their tongues took them to lover's land, and they went higher and higher as the minutes past by.
As their mouths parted they felt not the loss of the connection of two mouths, nor the loss of the connection of two tongues. They felt a connection that went deeper as the Atlantic ocean ever could be. A connection that didn't end with that kiss, and went far beyond their shared kiss... It was a lifelong commitment to each other.
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Reluctantly Sara did let go of Catherine. Catherine stepped away from Sara without saying a word. She walked right to the bathroom door, then she turned slightly towards Sara and smirked... "Tonight, my place for more of this? She said seductively.
Sara's smile grew bigger by the second, "Definitely yes, Catherine!"
Catherine giggled as she opened the door of the bathroom, "Good!", and then she was gone, leaving Sara behind with a goofy smile on her face.