It's good to be home. (private)
Wren woke slowly and moaned as she gave a lazy stretch. She still had three days before classes began again, but she was more than happy to be spending them at home. Her skin was a lovely light bronze from the nearly endless days in the Jamaican sun. She had stayed up until four or five each morning with Drev to wake around noon, then she spent the afternoons stretched out on a lounge chair in what barely passed for a bikini, sipping cranberry juice or water with limes brought to her by a hot waiter in white shorts, until the sun went down. Then she and Drev danced and played the nights away.
It seemed Jamaica never shut down and so they never found themselves with out something to do until they fell into be exhausted, of course there were the nights that they didn't leave their suite. Not once did Wren get sick or did she and Drev argue. It had been the most relaxing Christmas she had ever spent. Drev had given her so many wonderful and heart warming gifts and she had, well she hoped she had, done the same for him. It was fun to have someone you truly loved to shop for and give presents to. Not to mention the hours they spent in bed to celebrate the day had been some of the most amazing sex Wren had ever experienced in her life.
With another soft moan, she rolled over and snuggled against Drev, catching a glance at the clock along the way. It was just after eleven. She needed to pee, but it could wait a few minutes. She wriggled closer and placed little kisses on the hard muscle of his peck.
Drev sat forward, his arm around Wren caressing every surface of her body that he could reach. "I'm always up for Italian," he said with a kiss to the top of her ear. The two braids she had her hair in made him want to put Wren in a schoolgirl uniform - white cotton panties peaking out from beneath a very short plaid skirt, her hair in these pigtails, her breasts about to explode out of a snug, form-fitting white dress shirt, and don't forget the white thigh-high stockings and mary janes.
Damn.
"Have you ever been attracted to another woman?" 'Wow, that came out of nowhere....' Surprised that the thought was even there, Drev tried to make it seem like he hadn't been caught off guard by his own question.
Her head shot up and collided with Drev's mouth, she felt his teeth dig into her skull at the sudden impact. She quickly moved away and put her hand to her head. "Ow! Where did that question come from?"
Tears formed in her eyes, and wet her lashes as she brought her hand down, twin dots of blood stained her palm. "God damnit that hurt! No, I haven't, not that I'm aware."
She put her hand back to her head as a tear leaked from her eye.
"I don't know. I was just curious, I guess."
"You have some odd curiosities."
Annoyed with the little specks of blood on her hand she went into the kitchen and washed the blood away and with the damp paper towel dabbed at her head again. It still smarted and she might have to take some tylenol to get rid of the dull ache that was starting in her forehead from it. She returned to the living room and her spot next to Drev.
"Why would you be curious about that?"
"Well, I was gonna say, if you wanted to you're more than welcome to bring girls home with you." He smiled brightly at her and squeezed. "I don't know, I just want to know everything about what turns you on, I guess."
She put up her hand to stop him from saying anything. "I know you mean for me to be there too, but I don't think I could handle another woman touching you or you touching her. It would be too much for me and I'd be forced to claw her eyes out and leave her for dead."
She took a deep breath. "I know, not the prettiest side of me. Let's pick another fantasy of yours shall we?"
She brushed a stray hair from her forehead and then pointed at Drev with a 'hey wait a minute' smile. "Aren't we supposed to be playing Scrabble?"
"Yeah," he said with a resigned sigh. Oddly enough, a threesome hadn't been on his mind. He certainly wouldn't be opposed to it, but Wren wasn't secure enough. She didn't seem to fathom that there was no one he desired more than her.
'Wow. That was pretty profound.'
"Drev, is there something you need from me, that I'm not doing?"
Wren screwed up her face in thought. Perhaps she'd have to do some more exploring on the internet. She'd been doing some reading. She'd found a sight that published erotica and some of it had been really interesting and she'd tried a couple of things with Drev already. Some of it had been down right disgusting and she'd had to force it from her brain. She'd not read anything about two women together yet, so maybe that could give her some insight. She didn't think she'd ever want to engage in such unnatural things, but she could at least read about it.
"That is so, not fair."
She snorted in disgust, laughed and helped pick up the pieces. She put the game on the self beneath the coffee table and stood. With hands on the back of her hips she bent over backward, stretching out loose muscles.
"That was fun. What should we do now?"
She straightened and turned to face Drev with a smile.
Again Drev was struck by the profoundness of the thought. What did it mean that he was having such thoughts? Maybe he did know what those thoughts meant, but he was afraid of what might evolve out of further exploration of these thoughts and feelings.
'It's raining! We can go shopping!"
She moved from the window and quick-walked across to her shoes and picked them up. "I need different boots."
She dashed into her room and switched the sexy high heel pointed toe boots for Uggs and thick socks.
"We need to get some more furniture for the library, plus you need some new shirts and I want to see if I can find a new pair of running shoes, my kicks have lost their support."
She sat on the couch and pulled the gray and white speckled socks over her toes, and slid her feet into the boots, bent over to tie them she looked up at Drev, since he was still standing where she'd left him. "What?"
"You're cute?" he said as an offer of explanation. He stood watching her with his hands in his pants pockets. "If you wanted to go shopping so badly, why didn't you just say so?"
She gave him a wink and went back to tying her other boot. "I want to see if D&G has any shoes I can't live with out. Oh! And you know that garter belt I wear under my slimmer fitting skirts? It broke so I need to get a new one. And since you can go with me, I'll let you pick it out."
She stood and pushed her jeans down over her boots. She could go with out a belt now that she'd put those five pounds back on and her pants didn't fall off any more.
"Unless their fitting rooms are big enough for two...." His hands found her butt and squeezed, pullling her hard against him. At the first mention of the word 'lingerie' his mind had been bombarded with images of Wren in various lacy undergarments. It never failed to arouse him, imagining her in such revealing clothes.
"You get to drive. I hate driving in the rain."
She gave him a big grin and pulled open the front door.
((Wren and Drev out))