The journey home.

The drive towards Rose's home began just like any other. Amanda steered the car towards the main road, and Rose was staring out of the window, taking in the nightly sights of the city she had only visited a few times since Amanda moved here. She quickly found herself bored with the scenery, however, and turned her attention back to the infinitely more appealing presence of her friend. Amanda was concentrating on driving the car. The steel cuffs around her wrists gave the occasional jingle as she moved her hands over the wheel. Carefully, to not draw attention, she moved her arm towards Amanda's legs and placed a soft hand on her friend's thigh.

Amanda gave a startled yelp at the sudden contact, but otherwise showed no reaction, prompting Rose to continue. She began to slowly move her hand up and down Amanda's leg, using her slender fingers to caress the flesh underneath her hand. Back and forth the hand went, with feather-light touches, and it wasn't long before the skirt of Amanda's dress was bunched upwards, exposing more of her toned legs. As well as her pussy, glistening with arousal. She moved her hand upwards, towards Amanda's groin, stopping only when she felt the heat coming from her pussy as her fingers gently brushed over them. The sudden, sharp intake of breath from her side, told Rose all she needed to know. For a few minutes, she kept up the gentle massage of Amanda's thigh and pussy. Making sure to use the faintest of touches, keeping it light and arousing and the slightest bit distracting, but never enough to pose a risk to either her driving or the carefully stoked fires of her desire.

Eventually, Rose got bored with the silence, and turned on the radio. The same band they had been listening to on the way here came blaring from the speakers, and the two young women fell into a comfortable silence as they made their way back to Rose's house. Her thoughts began drifting to the many times they had been together. Exploring their budding sexuality, savouring their mutual attraction. Occasionally, they even shared the same lover, sometimes at the same time. One of those old memories popped into her thoughts, and she vividly remembered that time.

Amanda's phone gave a subtle buzz, and upon checking, Rose saw that it was a prompt from the app controlling the vibrator wedged snugly inside Amanda's pussy. She hesitated, her finger hovering above the screen. On one hand, there was a great way to further tease Amanda. On the other, she always enjoyed reliving their past adventures.