January 2017
Their first night together as a co-habiting couple. They fell asleep early, fingers entwined, comfortable in their new bed. Serena possessed the secret to eternal comfort, making it difficult to rise and shine every morning.
'Memory foam mattress. There's nothing better' she informed Bernie while the latter was testing it out. It wasn't the only trick up her sleeve. Separate duvets (oh joy!) and the heavenly placement of a pillow under her back and hips made Bernie enjoy dozing off even more. Sleep used to be unnerving, fitful and troubling. Now it felt so much easier. She'd never felt so refreshed.
Right now, she was feeling very horny, her hips propped up by those ever so useful pillows (Serena had so many tricks up her sleeve) with the woman in question laid out inbetween her thighs, relentlessly but gently assaulting her most sensitive spots with her tongue. Bernie had never had so much sex before. Ever since that first Friday night, they'd been sneaking off and making time for each other in a way neither of them had done for any of their previous lovers. Bernie had never been eaten out perched on the rim of the bathtub before but she could become accustomed to it if she ambushed a bathing Serena a bit more.
She couldn't wait long after that first morning to reciprocate, dying to have her first real taste of a woman. It was thrilling to lower her head and bury her tongue in the most intimate place she'd never even seen on herself. She licked and sucked slowly, then ferociously, her instincts taking over quicker than she'd thought. Serena's fingers tangled in her hair made her shudder and moan more than she realised she was capable of, halfway matching her companion. It had been quite a lesson and Bernie was nothing but a diligent learner.
It didn't feel awkward to meet Serena in the kitchen, sipping coffee in their dressing gowns before dawn broke and their working days started. To kiss goodbye at the door. It felt natural, like it was meant to be.