AN: Thank you to all the reviewers and followers and favouriters, you all mean a lot and you keep giving me the mojo to keep going so thank you! :)
AN 2: I want people to know Andy and Miranda's true feelings... So I'm going to go more description rather than conversation. Although there will be conversation because I simple love conversation! Nice happy chapter. We have a long and bumpy ride before the fabulous ending I'm planning. I'm writing this whilst watching Devil Wears Prada (which thanks to the hundreds of fics I have read cannot ignore the 'sexual tension' between Miranda and Andy) ok so here we go... Enjoy... ;)
Rating: Definitely M most likely NC17
Chapter 3
Sitting at her desk in her study, Miranda was flipping through last months issue of Runway but not really paying attention. All she could think about was the way Andrea's hot, soft rouge lips meshed with her own. It seemed to fit, they fit like a jigsaw... It as right. But Andrea would never want her, why would she? She was a young beautiful budding journalist who had her whole life ahead of her... Why would she want a middle aged grey haired mother of two, three time divorcee to come to bed with? It was ludicrous to even think of a relationship with the young woman... However she did suggest this 'friends with benefits' idea... Was she desirable?
Pulling Miranda out of her thoughts her phone buzzed. Picking it up and seeing a text she got a jolt of excitement in the pit of her stomach.
Andrea: Hey I'm simply informing you I will be early in fact I'm about two blocks away :) so see you soon! Oh btw that picture? Yeah I came 3 times to it this morning ;) xx
Miranda blushed, she had been crazy sending that picture. But she couldn't not! She felt impulsive and she trusted Andrea...
Miranda: The girls have not left for their fathers, so you can say goodbye to them. They are not back until tomorrow evening... And that picture will not be mentioned again xx
Her phone buzzed again... Not a text message...
A picture.
Of a naked Andrea.
A very aroused naked Andrea.
With her hand buried between her legs... Eyes closed... Lips parted. Her rock solid breasts standing to attention, Miranda gasped and barely had time to compose herself before the door bell rang. Taking a deep breath, Miranda walked to the door and opened it. Gasping yet again, Andrea was casually dressed in a tank top and True Religion jeans with Chanel boots. A black leather jacket covered the top. Andrea leaned towards a frozen Miranda and whispered into her ear.
"Enjoy the present?" Miranda's breath hitched, and not being able to find her voice she simply nodded. Andy giggled in her ear and kissed her cheek, pulling back leaving Miranda bereft of Andrea's perfume.
"Gonna let me in or are we gonna start out here?" arching an eyebrow Miranda moved aside and let Andrea walked passed her pulling off her leather jacket and revealing her soft pale skin.
"Girls upstairs?" Miranda still not trusting her voice simply nodded.
"Mind if I go see them?" Miranda simply smiled and watched as Andrea ascended the stairs, feeling aroused.
3 hours later...
Miranda and Andrea were sitting in the upstairs living room. Andy was on the two seated couch whilst Miranda sat on the opposite comfy chair. They both sat in silence the occasional sip of wine. Neither knew how to start... But Andy knew Miranda wasn't going to make the first move.
"Miranda, are you sure about this? We can back out now if you like... It's not too late" Miranda looked at Andrea, did she want to back out?
"No... I don't... Do- do you?" Miranda stuttered, utterly shocking Andy.
"No! I want to do this... I just don't know how to start?" Andy said questionably at Miranda's skeptical eyes.
"Well... Neither do I... I have never been... With.. A... A women" Andy nodded, she had thought as much.
"I have... Well once in college... Yeah it was fun for a while but then she became a bitch, I guess she was always a bitch just never to me" Miranda screwed up her face.
"Ok" was all Miranda could conjure up, she couldn't imagine anyone touching her Andrea it made her shiver.
"Why don't you come and sit on here?" Andy patted the space beside her, putting her wine glass aside.
Miranda slowly stood and made her way over to Andy leaving her own glass behind.
"Miranda I don't bite, c'mon sit down!" Andy reached out and pulled Miranda's wrist, making Miranda flail and fall on top of Andy's lap. She landed with and 'Umpf' and the slight pressure to Andy's sex made her clench her thighs together and bite back a moan.
"I was sitting in my own time! No need to just yank me down on top of you!" Andy laughed and threw her hands at Miranda's sides, tickling her relentlessly. Miranda let out a gasp laughing uncontrollably and tried to wriggle away from Andy's attack.
"What your ticklish? Really Miranda?" Andy quickly leant forward and planted her lips to Miranda's neck, pulling a moan from Miranda's mouth. Andy moved her lips to Miranda's jaw and the older woman wrapped her arms around Andy's neck. Miranda heard her friend mutter something like 'Too intimate' and felt her whole body being lifted and dropped on the coffee table. Andy ripped Miranda's shirt from her leaving the woman splayed out on the table, bending down she attacked Miranda's chest. Sucking on the area just above her breast marking the woman, Andy felt she needed to take the offending bra away from Miranda. Lifting the older woman by the shoulders and attaching her lips to her own, Andy reached behind the older woman and unclipped her bra. Taking the bra off fully she tore her lips away from the editors and latched on to a hardening nipple whilst her left hand reached up and tweaked the other. Miranda obviously loved this as she screamed an "OH GOD!" and then laced her fingers into Andy's hair.
Deciding that the coffee table wasn't exactly comfy for Miranda, she reached her right hand around Miranda and grabbed Miranda's lower back. Never tearing her lips from her nipple, Andy lifted Miranda again and dropped her to the couch. Miranda let out a loud gasp. Andy moved further down Miranda's torso and kissed her stomach, making her way slowly to Miranda's lower abdomen, making quick work, she unzipped Miranda's skirt and pulled it from her leaving it somewhere in the dimly lit room. Appreciating the matching underwear Miranda had wore tonight, noticing the lace was covering what Andy was desperately needing she pulled Miranda's panties down her thighs not caring if the flimsy material ripped. Andy looked between Miranda's now gloriously spread legs, she could see the harsh curls of Miranda's pubic hairs covered in her arousal, she moaned loudly. She was going to enjoy this.
Kissing Miranda's hip bone slowly, flicking her tongue out and moving down to her thighs, purposefully missing Miranda's centre. Without letting up on her kissing she cast her eyes towards Miranda, nearly coming at the sight before her. Miranda lay there, her head thrown back, eyes closed, lips parted and panting heavily, making her chest rise and fall heavily. Andy cast her eyes to the breasts that were moving splendidly to the beat of Miranda's laboured breathing, her erect nipples hardening as the air hit them and Andy's ministrations began on her inner thigh.
Slow nibbles and licks were made as Andy edged closer and closer to Miranda's glistening pussy.
"Fuck... I- I need..." Miranda trailed of as Andy kissed Miranda's pubic bone, only lightly but enough so Miranda could feel it. Positioning her head perfectly between the women's legs she softly blew on Miranda pussy.
"Oh god.. Please.." Andy flicked her tongue out over Miranda's clit and Miranda ground her hips forward. Andy moved back.
"Please what"
"Please... Oh god Andrea please..." Andy smiled as she dove in. Starting at the top of Miranda's slit separating her labia with her tongue and moving it flatly on the wet skin she found, then massaging softly. Miranda started to gyrate her lips against Andy's face, panting and groaning louder as Andy edged her closer and closer.
"Oh god I didn't think... Oh fuck..." Andy dipped her tongue further down to Miranda's entrance and had to hold Miranda's hips whilst she tongue fucked the women into oblivion. Moving her tongue back to Miranda's clit she pushed two fingers into Miranda's soaked channel and pumped slowly at first, then sped up going deeper and harder.
"More... Please more!" Andy loved hearing Miranda beg and she entered another finger into her whilst she continued licking at Miranda's clit. She could feel how close she was, she could feel Miranda's walls tightening around her three fingers, her clit pulsating against her tongue. All of a sudden Miranda's whole body froze. And it happened
"Ohhhhh fuck..." Miranda groaned even loader as she felt the orgasm ride through her body, shivering and panting she came back down to earth. Andy lapped up her juices and brung her head from in between Miranda's legs.
"Wow..." was all Miranda could say as she lay naked her legs unable to move and stiff from their position. Andy stood up and licked her fingers clean whilst reaching for the throw behind the couch. She wrapped it round a shivering Miranda. As she tried to pull away Miranda grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the couch. She snuggled into Andy's chest and Andy couldn't help but pull her closer. Stroking her hair. So Miranda was a cuddler? Good to know. But this wasn't right, this was strings... Cuddling meant affection... Affection meant relationship and Miranda didn't want that.
"This isn't right..." Miranda froze.
"What isn't right?" Miranda felt hot tears burn in her eyes, why was she wanting to cry?
"This... We aren't suppose to cuddle afterward... It's too intimate... And dangerous..." but neither women made a move to change the situation they found themselves in.
About an hour later Miranda began to fall asleep, Andy's hand softly running through her hair and the warmth the young women's body provided was comforting and safe. She snuggled closer and felt Andy freeze.
"I should go..." Miranda slowly eased out of Andy's hold.
"Mmm" although her body, her heart and her mind were screaming no don't leave me. Andy stood up.
"I'll call you" Miranda couldn't look at Andy, she herself stood and walked out of the room down the hall and into her bedroom leaving a bereft Andy behind.
Andy wanted to follow Miranda, crawl into bed with her and never leave. But Miranda didn't want that... Why would she. Collecting her things Andy saw herself out, heading to the cafe just down the road she ordered a coffee and a muffin. Sitting at the booth in the cafe she looked outside and saw snow gently begin to fall. She pulled out her cell phone and built the courage to send a text to Miranda.
Andy: Hey, tonight was great! I'll be over around four to help set things up for Christmas day! :) see you then call or text if you need me xx
Placing her phone on the table she took a sip of her coffee and began to eat her muffin. It wasn't until about half an hour later, when her phone buzzed did she receive a text back.
Miranda: Adequate
One word
No kisses
Miranda was pissed.
TBC...
Please review and suggest some ideas would love to hear your thoughts on this? Do I need work on anything? Spelling? Or is it confusing? Or are my sex scenes crap? Let me know? Thanks xx