Aftercare & Adult Talk

Lana came down, smiling a little blissfully, and not without regret Lois withdrew her fingers from the red-head's anus. The bathroom by this point was empty, and Lois fetched out a wet-wipe from her jacket pocket, tore it open with her teeth, and began to clean off her fingers.

"Um...do you have another one of those?" Lana asked, and the reporter noticed that the redhead was carefully keeping her bum angled so as not to drip on the floor. Lois took out another wet-wipe.

"Let me," she said. And Lana did, strangely quiescent as Lois gently pulled one cheek aside, showing her anus still open slightly, and the wet slit. With care Lois wiped the front first, and then the back. Slow swipes that let Lois feel the heat of her genitals through the thin fabric. Lana bit her lip slightly, and Lois imagined the chemicals on the napkin stung a little. Still, with two slow swipes, it was done. Lois stood up and, maneuvering around Lana, disposed of the napkins.

"So..." Lana said. "What now?"

"What do you mean?" Lois stared into the redhead's eyes. Confusion, longing, and post-coital bliss were mixed into that expression. Not at all the confident Kansas woman that Lois knew...or thought she knew. Now she wasn't so sure. This could just have been a momentary weakness for both of them. A weekend fling. Three-drinks-and-you're-bisexual. Just two grown adult women experimenting. Or maybe...

"I mean...with...us." Lana couldn't meet Lois' gaze then. The reporter stepped closer...and closer still. Lana raised her eyes, a deer trapped in the headlights, as Lois' chest pressed lightly against the redhead's own.

"Do you want there to be an 'us?'" Lois said.

"I..." Lana was lost for words, and Lois put a finger to the redhead's lips.

"Listen to me Lana, just for a minute. We had a moment there. Something I never experienced with another woman before. Never thought I would experience. I liked it...but I think we're both new at this...and neither of us wants to rush into anything. If you want this to be the first and last time, okay. But if you want more...well, so do I. And if you want this to just be sex...that's fine." Lois took her finger away from Lana's mouth, and used it to smooth the redhead's hair, which ended with her hand stroking Lana's face.

Lana looked like she could be in tears. "What if I want this to be something more?"

Lois pulled Lana's face toward her, and their mouths opened, tongues stretching for each other, heads tilting as they closed the gap so that their lips locked together, and Lana reached down to hug Lois' ass and crushed the dark-haired woman against her own body.