Scratch

Twenty-One

Freen grabbed the phone when she saw Becky's name flash across her screen, indicating the message was from her. Freen felt nervous about opening it and at the same time she didn't want to seem too eager in front of Nam. But she couldn't help it.

/"I like your hoodie. I think I should keep it."/
Becky's text had a single photo attached to the message. It was a selfie she had taken in the mirror of her wearing Freen's white hoodie, a black snap-back, and nothing else, leaving the hoodie to cover her slim body to just below her rear, leaving long and slender legs on display.

Freen's eyes went comically big and Nam knew whatever was on the screen had to be good. She went about the kitchen keeping herself busy while allowing Freen to interact with her newest plaything.

/"I like that hoodie on you too. Can I have the pants back though?"/
Freen replied and smirked internally, her level of excitement threatening to burst forth.

/"Come fetch it..."/
Becky's response was simple but yet held so much promise. Another text followed quickly after.
/"I'm home alone."/

Freen immediately knew what that meant and it made a nest of butterflies explode in her tummy. Becky wanted a repeat performance of the previous night, or at least that is definitely what it seemed like. Freen had no idea what to do. The thought of being between Becky's legs again alone was enough to give her a stroke, but was it a habit that they should form right now? This was exactly what Freen felt might become a problem.

Clearly she was taking too long to respond, because as she stared at her phone another message came through.
/"Come on... I know you want to..."/
And another image, this one even riskier (and far sexier, if such a thing was possible). Becky was kneeling with her knees apart while her free hand strategically pulled the bottom lining of the hoodie down just enough to keep her modesty. Making it worse, the snap-back was now clenched between her teeth and she had that look in her eye that threatened to eat you alive.

/"I'll be there in five."/
Freen jumped from her seat and ran upstairs to get dressed, Nam laughing all the way from the kitchen.

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"Are we just going to keep doing this?" Freen asked as Becky, still only dressed in Freen's hoodie, pushed her onto the bed in Becky's bedroom.

Becky responded first with a deep kiss as she climbed onto Freen, slipping her tongue slowly into Freen's hot mouth, which itself welcomed the foreign and delicious object. Freen ground her tongue against Becky's while she held firmly onto the younger woman. "Well, tell me if you're not interested and I'll stop right now." Becky mumbled into the kiss.

Freen sucked in a sharp breath and grabbed Becky firmly enough to flip her over in one fluid movement, Becky now finding herself on her back and staring up at the woman that was sliding her hips into the space between Becky's thighs. There was a sudden look of surprise on Becky's face that Freen did not miss, and it made her pause. There was a look in Becky's eyes that Freen had not seen since the night she caught her at the strip club. "What's wrong?" She asked Becky gently, but immediately.

"Nothing's wrong." Becky swallowed and pulled her knees upward in order to allow more of Freen's hips to settle between her legs. She could feel her more - her weight was heavier and her movements harder now. Becky's body was slowly betraying her desire, but at the same time she knew very well she was lying when she had said that nothing was wrong.

Freen didn't believe her either when she heard Becky's tone of voice. Freen knew Becky wanted her badly - she had been with enough women to know the signs, but she could not move past the sudden awkward vibe. Freen gently kissed Becky on the lips again before raising herself up and off of the other woman. "Hey, you can always be honest with me. Just remember that..."

Becky wasn't going to argue with Freen at that moment. She knew better. Right now this was a situation she had to let go of, despite how ridiculously strong her body was vibrating from the mere closeness of Freen still. "I'm just..." She sighed deeply. Perhaps it was now or never. She sighed again and peeked over at Freen from her position still on her back. "I've never... Ya know... Never... Yeah..."

Freen was definitely, DEFINITELY not expecting to hear that. It completely blew her mind. Becky was a damn virgin!