It's Not Over Yet Chapter 4: Girls Night
After yet another mostly restless night, Jeanette awoke the following morning, ready for the weekend ahead of her, it was going to be a change being able to hang out with Roberta in a purely social setting, rather than just mingle on their shifts at the bookstore. As morning transitioned into afternoon, Jeanette drove out to the incredibly small and modest duplex where Roberta lived, the chipmunk awaited the arrival. Roberta placed her suitcase into the back seat of Jeanette's car, and the lengthly drive back to her apartment was under way.
"Well, here we are." Jeanette said, as she brought Roberta into the apartment.
"Nice place." Roberta remarked.
"You don't have to be polite," Jeanette said, "Simon and I never put any effort into this place."
"I'm serious," Roberta said, "you should see my place... I know I should straighten up once in a while, but I'm kind of a lazy person."
Jeanette chuckled. "Speaking of which, we still have far too much junk cluttering our second bedroom, and I'd hate for you to have to sleep on the sofa since it's really uncomfortable, so you can share the bed with me, I'm sure Simon won't mind."
"Ah, almost like a dream come true." Roberta remarked, with slight chuckle in her voice.
"What kind of a dream is that?" Jeanette asked.
"Well, you see I..." Roberta then stopped herself when she realized she was about to say too much, "nothing... never mind."
"No, go ahead," Jeanette said, "tell me about this dream come true."
"It's nothing. Really." Roberta said.
"I'd love to hear about it," Jeanette prodded, "why don't you tell me?"
Roberta's face started turning red, as Jeanette stood there, waiting for her to continue.
"Go ahead Roberta, tell me." Jeanette pressed.
"Well... the, uh, the truth of the matter is... I... I always did used to have fantasies about jumping into bed and having sex with you..." Roberta said, speaking of the time where she used to have a tremendous girl crush on her best friend.
Jeanette brought her hands to her hips, and dropped her brow.
"But luckily..." Roberta tried to continue, "that's all in the past... I mean, that was a different time, and this is the present... I assure you that our friendship is absolutely, postively, strictly, purely, undeniably, irrevocably platonic. And, if you have trust issues, or you even suspect that I might be a problem, you have the right to kick me out at any moment, not talk to me anymore..."
Jeanette finally brought her hands up, getting Roberta to stop her nonstop babbling.
"It's okay, Roberta, it's okay..." Jeanette interrupted, "I don't believe we're going to have any problems around here."
Roberta breathed a sigh of relief. "Well good."
"Besides," Jeanette began, as she grabbed Roberta's suitcase, and brought it into the bedroom, "I know you, and you still haven't quite gotten over Charleigh."
"Yeah... bitch..." Roberta mumbled.
"You hungry?" Jeanette asked.
The two chipmunks really made a day for themselves that Saturday afternoon. After a quick lunch at a little bistreaux, they later went to the tourist section of town to take in the sights and attractions that were set up along a broad board walk by the shores. Afterwards, they took a trip over to the mall to catch a showing of 'Les Miserables' in the theater, and later still, grabbed dinner for themselves from the food court. Jeanette's fears of being alone were completely forgotten by this point. After the sun had set for the evening, the two returned to Jeanette's apartment.
"Gosh Jeanette," Roberta said, "I honestly have never had this much fun in my entire life!"
"I had a great time too!" Jeanette said. "It's been a long time since I've been able to just have a day to enjoy myself, enjoy the company of a friend, and just have a day of fun."
"It's been great." Roberta said. "I had no idea Los Angeles had so much to offer."
"And you've been here all these years?" Jeanette pointed out.
"I don't get out very often." Roberta said.
The two past the rest of the evening watching a little bit of television, and even playing a little of gin rummy. Much later, Roberta sat up in bed, going through the pages of the novel she was currently reading, while Jeanette moaned, and groaned, and tossed, and turned.
"Am I disturbing you?" Roberta asked, thinking the light from her reading was keeping Jeanette awake.
"No," Jeanette said, "I've just been going through this episode of insomnia lately, it's driving me crazy."
"Why don't you take a sleeping pill?" Roberta asked.
Jeanette blew a raspberry through her pursed lips. "Everybody keeps telling me to take a sleeping pill, and I keep telling everybody I don't want to become dependant on them!"
"How about reading?" Roberta suggested. "Sometimes reading a little helps me nod off... here, try this, I've been reading it for the past week or so."
Roberta handed Jeanette her book. "'Fingersmith'? I don't believe I've ever heard of this."
"Probably not," Roberta said, "it's geared more towards people like me anyway."
"Oh?" Jeanette asked.
"Yep. Lesbian fluff." Roberta said.
Try as she might, Jeanette read through numerous pages of the book, but she just couldn't get into the story, it wasn't engaging her very well. Jeanette sighed loudly, before shutting the book, and dropping it to the floor next to her, waking Roberta.
"No good?" Roberta asked, as she rolled over to face Jeanette.
"No, not really." Jeanette said.
"How about some warm milk?" Roberta asked. "That supposedly works."
"I'll give it a try." Jeanette shrugged.
After another hour had past, Jeanette maybe had ten minutes or actual sleep from the warm milk, with no other alternatives, she took to counting sheep, again waking Roberta.
"Still?" Roberta asked.
Jeanette threw her hands up in the air. "I've finally grown desperate! I haven't eight solid hours of sleep in weeks! I'd like just one night where I can get some good, deep, solid sleep... I'll take a pill..."
Jeanette stepped into the bathroom, and reluctantly took a sleep aid from the medicine cabinet, washing it down with a glass of water. Several moments later, Jeanette fell into a state of grogginess and drowsiness, however, she still couldn't quite go to sleep. Roberta stepped out of the bathroom, after she had made a trip in there earlier.
"Whuh time iz it?" Jeanette mumbled.
"Um..." Roberta took a look at the clock, "2:28"
"It feelz like it shood be foe or so..." Jeanette mumbled.
Roberta stiffled a smile as she crawled back into bed, but as she did, a thought came to her mind: Jeanette was clearly in an altered state at the moment, and would not very likely remember any of this the next morning. Roberta saw she had an opportunity to finally live out her fantasy.
"Uh, it's kind of warm in here," Roberta lied, "you don't mind if I take my clothes off, do you?"
"Nawz..." Jeanette said, "yoo right, it's very stuffy in here..."
Jeanette pulled her night gown over her, and tossed it aside on the floor. Roberta liked how this was shaping up. She had never actually seen Jeanette stripped to her underwear, but she was getting very excited. As she took off her own pajamas, Roberta happened to notice a video camera sitting off to the side of the room, which brought another thought to her mind: knowing she probably would never get the opportunity for this experience again, she would video tape her actions. That way, if she ever felt like it in the future, she could masturbate to it, whenever she wanted. Pretty soon, Roberta had removed Jeanette and herself of their underwear, and as Jeanette lay on her back, Roberta sat atop her, aligning their vaginas, and slowly beginning to grind up against her.
"We know how to party, don't we?" The groggy Jeanette exclaimed.
Roberta smiled. "We sure do!"
As Roberta continued riding Jeanette, she grabbed the camera, focused it on Jeanette's face, and hit the record button. Jeanette began to groan, though Roberta wasn't exactly sure if she was groaning from pleasure, or if maybe perhaps the sleeping pill was finally starting to put her out. She kind of hope the pill wasn't taking affect just yet, because she wanted to be able to enjoy herself for a few more minutes.
"Oh god, Jeanette," Roberta said, "you don't know how long I've dreamt of this moment!"
Roberta panned down to Jeanette's chest, reached out with one hand, and began groping one of Jeanette's breasts, increasingly turning herself on.
"Wow," Roberta said, "your tits are stupendous!"
"I know..." Jeanette mumbled, almost completely out of it by this point, that she didn't even really realize just what was happening.
Roberta zoomed in on the breast she had in her hand, as she rubbed her thumb over the soft nipple repeatedly and feverishly, until it hardened itself, much to her delight. Roberta continued the shot, as she had more fun playing with the erected nipple, twisting it in her fingers, twisting it hard, and tugging on it.
Jeanette groaned again, "I iz so out of it now, is not even funny..."
Roberta chuckled lightly, as she zoomed out, to get all of Jeanette's torso in frame, enjoying the sight of Jeanette's chest jiggle as she's rocked back and forth in bed.
"Good thing I'm not a dude, otherwise, you might end up getting pregnant after this!" Roberta joked.
Roberta panned back up to Jeanette's face when she began to moan more frequently.
"Oh. My. God." Jeanette mumbled. "I. Am. So. Close."
"Really?" Roberta asked. "I don't want to miss this!"
Roberta reached her free hand behind her head as she continued riding, a little faster. With her hand behind her head, it prompted her into directing Jeanette into doing the same.
"Put your hands behind your head." Roberta directed.
Jeanette did as instructed, so Roberta zoomed in slightly to get a quick shot of the under sides of Jeanette's arms, and as if on cue, when Jeanette's moans turned into yelps, Roberta quickly panned down when she felt both of them starting to cum. Loving this new, slippery feel between the two of them, Roberta continued grinding, taping until she could see traces of fluids seep out from between them. Afterwards, Roberta slowly lifted herself off of Jeanette, so she could get a shot of the trails of fluid between their vaginas. Afterwards, Roberta turned the camera around to record her own ending narration.
"Now this is what I call 'must-see TV'," Roberta narrated, "I cannot wait to have fun jerking off to this!"
"When's the next episode come on?" Jeanette asked, cluelessly, prompting Roberta to snicker.
"Just be thankful I'm not gonna put this on YouTube!" Roberta said.
The next morning, Jeanette felt exhausted when she awoke, her yawning was so big and so loud, it shocked Roberta from her slumber as well.
"I swear, I don't want to get up this morning..." Jeanette mumbled.
"Still didn't sleep well?" Roberta asked.
"No, I did," Jeanette said, as she rolled over and stared at the ceiling, "it's just I was sleeping so soundly, for once, that I just wish I could sleep all day."
Roberta slipped out of bed, and proceeded to stretch.
"Isn't that the way it is, though?" Roberta said, "you don't sleep very well for a long time, then when you finally do get a good night's sleep, you don't want to stop."
"How did you sleep?" Jeanette asked, still staring at the ceiling, her eyelids still heavy they kept slamming shut.
"I slept great!" Roberta said, as she finished stretching.
"I hope I wasn't snoring last night," Jeanette said, "Simon says I snore a lot."
"I didn't notice." Roberta said.
"Well, as long as I didn't disturb you last night..." Jeanette said, as she began rubbing her eyes.
"Not at all," Roberta said, as she grabbed a change of clothes, and headed for the bathroom, "I had a really great time last night."
"Good." Jeanette mumbled, before she pulled her hands away from her eyes, and lifted her head in a somewhat suspicious manner.