For any of you who have seen Dana Delany on Desperate Housewives, there is a similar moment from season 6 in this chapter. *wink*
Dr. Megan Hunt sat on her sofa, just pondering what she had done today. "I don't know, Kate's a smart woman, maybe she got the hint." Megan pondered the thought for a few more minutes before getting up for another glass of wine. Just as she was about to put the bottle back in the fridge, there was a knock at the door, and none other than Dr. Kate Murphy was on the other side.
Megan blushed for a brief second before opening the door, and nearly fainted when she saw what the woman was wearing.
Kate was soaked to the bone from head to toe, her once gray raincoat now an almost black, and her heels almost squeaking when she walked. "Quick come on in, and let me get you a towel" Megan said, ushering the woman into her apartment. Megan took Kate's coat and quickly hung it on the rack on the wall before going to the linen closet before finding Kate a towel.
It wasn't until Megan realized how bad the storm had gotten Kate until she saw how wet the woman was, and how it had practically ruined her clothing. Kate had on the same thing she wore to work, a white button up top with a black vest and matching pencil skirt, with black, peek-toe stilettos. Kate's mascara was now running down her face, and some had already gotten on her white blouse and vest, which were both soaked as well. Her hair was down now, but was dripping all over the tile floor of Megan's kitchen.
When Megan saw the white blouse sticking to the woman's chest and allowing her bra to show through, she felt a flush in her cheeks, hoping the wine wouldn't make her end up saying something she knew she'd regret. Remembering her forgotten wine, Megan turned to retrieve her glass, and slipped on the wet kitchen floor, spilling the entire glass of wine on her favorite nightgown. "Ahh damn", she uttered under her breath, before realizing what had caused her fall, and then began to laugh.
"Are you okay Megan?" Kate asked, as she quickly returned to the kitchen. She had left only for a moment to take off her shoes in the den, when she heard something hit the floor in the kitchen.
When Megan stood, she turned to Kate who could only put a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing. "Well, now that we are both wet, can I get you something to change into Kate?" Megan placed her hands on her hips, before getting a dry dish towel to clean up the water and little bit of wine on the floor. Still trying to stifle a giggle, Kate could only smile and nod at the woman. "That would be fine" she added, finally getting rid of the laugh at the back of her throat.
Both of the women then headed into the back bedroom, and struck up a conversation about getting caught in thunderstorms and other messes while Megan searched for something they could wear that was dry.
Kate looked around the bedroom admiring the painting Megan had behind her bed, and how well the frame matched the lingerie chest and dresser drawers. Megan dug into a few drawers pulling out some items, before realizing something important, and funny at the same time. "I hope your bra isn't too wet, because I don't believe we are the same cup size." She added, laughing as she realized she was going to have to now throw her own wine-stained bra into a bleach load.
The women began to strip, each silently admiring the other's figure, Kate admiring Megan's shoulders and hips, while Megan admired every other part of Kate. When Kate peeled off her pencil skirt, she then realized EVERY stitch of clothing she had on was soaked by the rain, and cautiously asked, "Um, Megan, have you got any…" before she could finish her question, Megan had already noticed the woman's issue, and stated, "there's some boy shorts under the shirt there, and don't worry, I just bought them two days ago, so the tags are still on, and I haven't worn them." Kate then found what she was looking for and put on her new dry clothes, admiring at how well they fit.
When she was done, Kate sat on Megan's bed, checking out the other woman's behind as she walked into the bathroom to try and get rid of the stain the red wine had left on her bra. Feeling guilty, Kate decided to go and try to help the other woman in removing the stain.
By the time Megan had realized the other woman was behind her, she had already attempted to get the stain off by leaving the bra on, which didn't help, so as she was unclasping the bra in the front, she felt a warm pair of hands reaching around her front to unclasp the front for her. "Let me help" whispered Kate, her voice now lower and huskier with arousal.
Megan did not turn away the help, and turned around to face the blonde woman after the bra had unclasped. "Ahh, there we go" Megan whispered, her voice cracking as the cool air hit her newly revealed chest. She removed it from her shoulders, and held it in her hand as she reached for the club soda to remove the stain. Before she could even reach the bottle of club soda, Megan felt a warm hand cup her breast, and when she looked down, she saw the bra in her hand no longer had a wine stain on it, but a lipstick stain. "Wait a minute…" she thought, in between gasps as she felt a hot mouth on one breast while Kate's other hand kneaded the other.
Just as Megan closed her eyes to enjoy the sensation flowing through her body, she woke up with a startle, desperately wanting to stop thinking so much before she went to bed.