Chapter 15
The hotel room was small but comfortable. They had their own private bath, and there was room service if they got hungry.
The shower was the first thing they turned their attention to. They felt sticky and hot, and that source of embarrassment on Rhea's chest had to go. They were both so anxious to take showers that they decided to take one together. It saved water and time.
Rhea and Claudie slipped out of their new shifts, and stepped into the bathroom. Claudie adjusted the water comfortably and they both stepped in and drew the curtains.
"I'll wash your back if you'll wash mine," Rhea said with a laugh.
"What are friends for, anyway," smiled Claudie happily. She picked up a bar of pink scented soap and began to scrub Rhea's smooth back. The soft white skin felt like satin under her moving fingers, and her hands seemed to be moving by themselves. They drifted down and flowed over the arched globes of Rhea's buttocks. The slippery soapy skin seemed to come alive under her fingers. She kissed her friend gently on her shoulder.
"This may be the last time we'll see each other," Claudie said softly. "Let's make love, Rhea."
Rhea turned around and hugged her friend. The water cascaded over their faces and looked like tears. They kissed long and hard, their tongues searching the warm moist walls of each other's mouths. Their breathing became hard and fast, and they mashed their soapy breasts passionately against each other. Their hard pink nipples jabbed at the soft globes their mashing bodies presented and Claudie moaned softly as the itching between her thighs awakened her desire.
Slowly her hips began a circular rotation, and their swelling pubic mounds came close together. The curling hair formed an intricate pattern as they rubbed their soapy cunt lips against each other's thighs.
Rhea grabbed Claudie's ass and forced her hips in deeper. It looked like they were dancing. Then Claudie slipped a soapy finger between Rhea's legs and moved it slowly up to the entrance of her cleft. She played lovingly with the hard red button of a clit that lay between the lips, and massaged Rhea's pussy into frenzied action. Her hips began to thrash wildly, and she tried to force herself down further against the teasing finger.
"Put it in, Claudie," she begged, and Claudie did. It slid easily past the lips and into the wet hole, then stirred gently awakening Rhea to a frenzy of desire she hardly believe she could feel. Then another finger joined the first, and Rhea humped them both. She was reaching an orgasm like she never reached one before. The soapy fingers felt so good. Her friend should have some of the same.
Rhea raced her hands over the swelling of Claudie's ass. Her fingers quickly spread those firm white cheeks, and with no resistance at all her finger slid into the brown nut of a hole in Claudie's lovely backside and moved up deep into her bowels.
Speared on each other's fingers, their hips were pressed furiously against each others. Claudie gasped her pleasure and nibbled passionately on Rhea's pink shell of an ear.
"Ooooh, it's soooo good baby," she moaned. "I'm going to miss you terribly."
With a little sucking noise Rhea pulled her finger out of Claudie's asshole. Then she gently dislodged Claudie from her cunt and kneeled down in the shower. Her wet hair tickled Claudie's legs and she spread them a little with a giggle.
"What are you doing, silly?" she asked, as though she didn't know.
"I'm going to eat you darling, like you've never been eaten before. So spread your legs a little more and get ready to come in floods."
Claudie did as she was told. Tingles of excitement ran up her spine.
Rhea's fingers dug deep into the soft insides of Claudie's thighs. She cried out softly in pain but a second later a tiny moan of pleasure escaped her lips. Grabbing Rhea's head in her hands, she pushed the pretty face deep into the hairy mound of her aching cunt. Rhea responded immediately. Her tongue darted in between the wet soapy lips, and explored the soft bumpy walls of Claudie's womb. Claudie's hips mashed into her face, and she wondered for a second how her friend could breathe. Then all thoughts left her head and she became just a moving body built for love. Rhea's tongue was long and pointy. With powerful thrusts she pushed it deep into the wet walls, and each time it came out Claudie almost cried with the feeling of emptiness. Then Rhea began to nibble gently on her tender little clit, and the sensations threw Claudie into a moving frenzy. Her hips began to hump uncontrollably, and her breath was coming in short hard sobs. Seeing the end was near, Rhea jammed three fingers all the way into the aching pussy, and rubbed them in all directions at once. All the bumps and crevices of Claudie's cunt were explored by the probing digits. It was almost too much pleasure to bear. Rhea's tongue was aching with it's efforts and she herself approaching her own orgasm. In an effort to bring herself and her friend to the end together she rammed a finger up Claudie's back entrance and pushed forward. It felt like the fingers were meeting. She could actually feel how close they were between the thin wall that separated them.
"I'm coming, love, I'm COMING," and with a gasp of delight, a thin stream of her pearly come flowed down her thighs and into Rhea's waiting mouth. Licking desperately, Rhea drank it all in, not letting one drop of the precious fluid escape her lips. Her own legs had begun the final twitchings and she felt the spasms of her orgasm hurtling through her belly. Then she fell back and in a semi-collapsed state she leaned against the stall of the shower. The warm water streamed caressingly over her face and dripped down over the rising of her breasts.
The dragon was disappearing! It couldn't fight the combination of soap, water and the rubbings of lovemaking. Only a few dots of the glitter remained. And as they too swum off her body a full realization of her freedom dawned on the girl's mind and she started crying.
For a second Claudie stood stunned. She couldn't understand tears at a moment like this, and wondered sadly if perhaps her friend regretted the past few minutes of love. Then she saw the reason, and realized how strained and unhappy they both had been.
She squatted down in the shower beside her friend, and put her arms around her shoulders.
"It's all over baby. Don't be scared any more." She felt so sorry for Rhea. Rhea didn't have a man to go to. There was no one to comfort her but her sister. "How lucky I am to have Stephen," she thought. "He'll always be there to take care of me." Her eyes began to swim as tears of gratitude mingled with Rhea's tears of confusion.
"Come on baby. Let's get dry and dressed. It's a day for celebration, and what we need is some good champagne."
Rhea smiled through her tears, and nodded. The girls got out of the shower and dried, helping each other with their backs.
As soon as they were dressed they went out to get something to eat. The police department had been kind enough to loan them fifty dollars apiece. They could have had plane fare to New York also, but Claudie was happy that it hadn't been necessary. They decided to splurge and spend the rest of their money on a gourmet's meal.
They located a small Italian restaurant in a quiet part of the town and settled down to baked clams, a huge antipasto, and lasagna. The waiter kept their glasses filled with a delicious sparkling burgundy, and by the time they had finished their espresso and cheesecake they were too full to move. Not to mention their giddiness from all the wine.
They sat there for about half an hour, and just thought. Then Claudie looked at the clock, and they both stood up to go.
"The king is dead, long live the king," Rhea said with a drunken smile. "When I get to New York I'm going to get me a man and love him till the day I die."