Fortune had been in Sonya and Mandy's favour when they had arrived at the hardware store minutes before it closed for the day. The staff probably hadn't been pleased with the amount of time they had spent filling their cart with cleaning products, but the amount of money Mandy had ended up parting with at the checkout should have helped to make up for the inconvenience. Sonya knew she was getting off lightly by only having to buy a box of donuts in return.
Back at the apartment, after hauling their purchases up the stairs, it was time to get down to the jobs that neither of them had been looking forward to. "Kitchen or bathroom?" Mandy asked Sonya once the bags of supplies had been dumped on the breakfast bar, offering her the choice of which filthy room she wanted to work on.
"I think the fair thing to do is flip a coin. The bathroom is more disgusting, but there's more work to do in the kitchen."
Mandy smiled at the suggestion. She took a coin out of her pocket and said, "Okay, you can call. Heads you get the bathroom, tails you get the kitchen."
"Tails," Sonya said, now wishing that she had simply chosen the kitchen when the offer had been made. She had decided she would rather put elbow grease into cleaning an oven and some kitchen units than having to scrub the vile mess she had seen in the toilet bowl. The image came back to mind and made her stomach feel uneasy.
Tossing the coin up into the air, Mandy caught it and slapped it onto her forearm before removing her hand to reveal the result. "Heads. Get toilet scrubbing, girl."
"Eww," Sonya cringed. "Alright, I guess it's time to go get changed into some scruffy clothes."
Those words played right into a plan that had been forming in Mandy's head during the shopping trip. "Yes, me too," she said, keeping her face impassive.
The two women walked through to their bedrooms. Although Sonya's wasn't furnished yet, all of her belongings were in there, still in bags.
Entering her bedroom, Mandy rummaged through the clothes that she hadn't had a chance to properly unpack as yet. She knew exactly what she was going for. Shortly, she was changed into a pair of silver hot pants and a very revealing black top with the word 'goddess' on the front in stylish silver lettering. Looking at herself in a mirror, she decided that if this didn't turn Sonya on, then nothing would. One way or another, it would show Mandy if the attraction she felt towards her new housemate was mutual or not.
Leaving the bedroom, Mandy headed back to the kitchen. When she got there, she got a surprise of her own. Sonya had changed into a casual black Adidas tracksuit, but it was the fact that she now had her hair down that caught Mandy's attention. It was the first time she had seen it down, and in her opinion it made Sonya look even prettier than ever.
Setting eyes on Mandy, Sonya's first instinct would have been to laugh at the choice of cleaning attire if her heart hadn't stopped beating. Mandy's body was truly incredible. She had already seen as much during training, yet now, in the intimacy of their own apartment, the sight seemed to have a much deeper effect on Sonya. She imagined those stunning legs wrapped around her. She imagined herself playing with those incredible tits, and kissing those fulsome lips. Just thinking about it started turning her on.
"You look great with your hair down," Mandy said, biting her bottom lip slightly in a flirtatious manner.
"Thank you," Sonya said, her heart fluttering at what she recognised beyond doubt as a suggestive gesture. "I always put my hair up before I square up."
"You should make that a catchphrase once we get as far as developing our characters."
Sonya's eyes widened. It was an idea that she loved instantly. "I should. That's actually a brilliant idea. Put your hair up and square up. I can see that on a t-shirt."
Walking into the kitchen to start getting ready to clean, Mandy made sure to do her best to show off her ass in her hotpants. In the corner of her eye, she was able to see Sonya checking her out, exactly as she had intended.
Feeling herself about to blush, Sonya focused on sorting out the supplies she needed to clean the bathroom. Scrubbing brushes, scouring pads, bottles of bleach and disinfectant sprays were sorted into one of the plastic bags. Next, Sonya opened a multi pack of blue rubber gloves and put a pair on before tossing the pack onto the counter near to Mandy. Lastly, they had bought a pack of dust masks to try and protect from the worst of the smells they were going to encounter. While Mandy set about sorting herself out, Sonya put one of the white masks on.
"Ready to go," she said, spreading her arms to show off her new look. "How do I look?"
"Fully hot," Mandy said without hesitation. When it came to flirting, she didn't hold back at all.
Feeling embarrassed, Sonya picked up her bag of goodies and made for the bathroom. Deciding to get the worst out of the way up front, she began with the toilet. The interactions with Mandy actually helped by providing a massive distraction from the gruesome task. There could be no doubt about it: Mandy was flirting with her, and flirting heavily. She could not have failed to see that her new housemate was attracted to her. Mandy had made that abundantly clear. And Sonya felt the same way. Mandy was the most gorgeous woman she had ever seen. From the little they knew about each other, they seemed to have similar personalities, and plenty in common.
But there was the problem: What little they knew about each other. They had only met that morning, and here they were moving in together. Not only that, they were flirting, and Sonya had already imagined them getting it on.
"Am I going mental?" she muttered to herself, scrubbing away at the foul bleach-filled toilet bowl. "How can I be considering having sex with someone I met this morning?"
It felt like complete insanity. But was it? Another part of her wanted to play devil's advocate. People met on nights out and ended up having sex. It happened all the time. Sure, alcohol often had a lot to do with it, but even so, there was nothing morally wrong with the idea of sleeping with Mandy. There was certainly no way WWE could object either, even if they found out. The wrestling business was notorious for the relationships that happened within it.
The more Sonya thought about Mandy, the more horny she got, and the more she dismissed any reservations. The fact that she could even get horny while scraping other people's dirt out of a toilet spoke volumes.
After ten minutes of hard work, the toilet was gleaming, in contrast to the rest of the room. Sonya knew she ought to get on with doing the bath, but she felt herself being pulled towards Mandy like an asteroid caught in orbit around a planet. She simply had to go back to the kitchen.
Standing up, Sonya stripped off her gloves and hung them over the edge of the sink before removing her mask. She walked out of the bathroom and down the short hallway to the kitchen.
Sonya saw that Mandy hadn't heard her footsteps on the carpeted floor. Standing at the end of the hallway, she stood for a minute watching her housemate crouched in front of the oven, ass and legs shown off beautifully as she scrubbed away at the years of grime.
Getting up to grab a spray bottle, Mandy saw Sonya standing there. "Oh, hey," she said. "What are you doing?"
"Admiring the view," Sonya said honestly, feeling her sex drive kicking into the next gear.
Mandy had one of the dust masks on for protection against the oven cleaner fumes, so her eyes were the only way for Sonya to gauge a reaction. A flicker of desire was what she saw before Mandy spoke in a sultry tone. "Is that so?"
"Yes," Sonya said, walking forward. "You've been flirting with me, Ms Rose. Don't think for a second that I don't know that's why you put that top and those hotpants on."
"And if I did?" Mandy asked innocently, looking up at the taller woman. "What exactly would you do about it, Sonya?"
"I know what I want to do," Sonya said, voice thick with lust. "I want to take you in the bedroom and fuck you."
"Oh, forceful," Mandy said, playing innocent. But Sonya could hear how much she liked it, and could see it in her eyes.
"You didn't object," Sonya noted.
"No, I didn't." Mandy swiftly pulled of her dust mask, tossing it aside.
They kissed, and there could be no going back from it. The fires of passion were ignited, and nothing could have put them out.
As they kissed, exploring each other's mouths with their tongues, Sonya picked Mandy up, hands under firm, shapely ass. For support, Mandy wrapped her legs around Sonya's waist.
"You said you were going to take me into the bedroom and fuck me," Mandy said between kisses.
It was a moment before Sonya came up for air to reply. "Yes, I did. Yes, I am."
With that, Sonya tuned and started walking towards the bedroom, easily carrying Mandy's weight while continuing to kiss her.
"Such a big, strong girl," Mandy purred sloppily.
"And wait until you find out what I can do with my tongue. Take those damn gloves off," Sonya instructed at the bedroom doorway.
Everything about the encounter so far had shown Mandy that Sonya liked to be in charge, even dominant during sex. While she was okay with playacting the damsel, she wasn't sure that she wanted to be totally submissive to a new lover. "No," she said firmly. "If you want me, take me how you find me."
Sonya didn't need to be told twice. Carrying Mandy over to the bed, she set her down on it and climbed onto it her herself. In seconds, the hotpants were on the floor, followed by a black thong. "Mady Rose, you are the most breath-taking woman I have ever set eyes on," Sonya had said while undressing her.
"Take my breath away, Sonya," Mandy urged. "I haven't had sex in ages. Make me come."
Sonya knew she would have no problem doing that. All of her past girlfriends had loved how good she was at giving oral.
Within minutes, she had Mandy responding to her every touch, squirming, gasping and moaning with pleasure. When the orgasm came, Sonya kept going, doing everything she could to prolong it. Only when it was over did she lift her head, Mandy's fluid dribbling down her chin.
"Fuck me," Mandy gasped, eyes closed. It was an expression of satisfaction this time, not an order.
"Just did, and I bet it was the best you ever had."
"I love your attitude," Mandy said, opening her eyes.
"Good. I love getting my pussy eaten."
"I don't doubt that," Mandy said, sitting up in preparation for taking her turn. "Sonya?"
"What?"
"I don't want you to buy a bed. I don't want you to sleep on the couch. I want you to sleep in here, with me."
Sonya gave her a lustful smile. "At this point, you couldn't stop me. I'll be in here all night. I'm not planning on doing much sleeping, though."
Mandy felt like her heart might give out. "That sounds like an even better plan."
A/N: Thank you to everyone who left a review on the previous chapter. The support really does mean a lot.
Sonya and Mandy have fallen for each other hard and fast. I hope you enjoyed reading it?
Next time, the morning after the night before. How will they react to their night of love making?