Casey felt the rush of excitement churn in the pit of her stomach the moment she saw Ivy’s blue Ford Escort pull up outside her house. Every day since accepting her invitation, whenever she and Ivy met, the anticipation of the week away together increased, expectations began to build and emotions began to fly.
Outside Ivy hooted and searched for signs of life. Rattled with nerves, Casey walked through the hallway trying to calm by taking deep breaths. Without hesitating she picked up her rack sack, slinging it over her shoulder and opened the front door.
“Hey!” Casey called out cheerfully.
“Huh? Oh the bag, yeah. It’s just a week right?”
“Right, a whole week!” Ivy nodded with a smirk and reached to take the bag from her.
“Ah, well then I don’t need much!” Casey swiped her hand playfully in the air in a fancy free fashion and opened the passenger’s door to get in.
Ivy put the bag in the boot with her rather large suitcase and then got back into the drivers seat. Once both settled Ivy started the engine and put the car into gear, taking one more glance at her passenger she smiled and pulled away.
The hour drive into central London went relatively fast, the both of them found lots to talk about, music, movies, food and hobbies were just a few of them, but occasionally they found themselves in an awkward silence. Or it wasn’t so much awkwardness; it was the sexual tension building between that killed the conversation.
As they parked up at the Hotel, a nice country style resort with a flowered entrance, Casey sat up straight to get a good eyeful of the place.
“It looks promising from the outside” she said with an optimistic tone.
“Well, school funding must be better than I thought huh?” she smiled, enjoying the laughter from her passenger.
Inside Ivy and Casey waited in the reception area, where they announced their arrival and received a key for their room. Both giggled as they headed down the flower papered corridor on the first floor in search of their door number. When they located it, Casey unlocked the door and stepped inside, Ivy following behind her.
Ivy nodded gently “Yeah, not bad at all!” she joked and moved passed her placing her case on the floor at the end of the bed before Casey could reply.
“Hey, there’s a bath and a shower!” she looked around the bathroom door to see Casey staring at her and then stepped out and made a slow walk toward her.
Casey looked her up and down, her eyes openly searching past her v-neck to her swaying hips and tight thighs. The thought of having this woman lay in the same bed as her for a week made her body tense up and she gripped the sill to steady herself.
“Good, great, perfect, stunning!” she said softly without taking her eyes off of her.
“You’re right the view is…” she paused to look down at Casey’s half drawn mouth “kissable” she finished and lent forward placing her lips on Casey’s.
Casey’s already half open mouth allowed Ivy to slip her tongue inside and savour the warmth as they relaxed into each other. All the tension melted when Ivy separated their mouths and whispered “I’ve been meaning to do that since I first saw you” against her wet lips.
Casey breathed a sigh of relief and searched Ivy’s eyes - they were dilated with passion! Before she could speak those eyes closed and her mouth was taken again and Ivy’s hands began tangling in her hair pulling her closer and making the kiss deeper.
Casey’s hands roamed down her back and cupped her arse. With a cheek in each hand she squeezed gently. Ivy smiled into the kiss at the action and Casey pulled away.
Ivy smiled and began kissing up her neck to her ear “Show me what else you want to do to me” she whispered huskily between kisses and slipped one of her hands up the back of her shirt.
Casey’s head fell back and her mouth opened at the question, her mind had been warped with what she’d like to do with this woman for months!
Bravely she pushed Ivy away sending her backward onto the bed with a slight bounce. Ivy gasped with surprise and watched as Casey stood above her stripping. First, she unbuttoned her shirt which she removed and slung to one side and then unzipped her trousers which fell to the floor by her feet.
Ivy’s jaw dropped at the sight of Casey who was now making her way up her body in nothing but her black lace underwear.
On all fours, Casey looked down at her, silently deciding where to start. Bitting her bottom lipshe moved her hands down in a teasing manor andpried at the bottom of Ivy’s tight black top pulling it upand over her head. There Ivy lay with a bemused grin on her face as Casey run her eyes over her free breasts. Casey hadn’t realised Ivy had not been wearing a bra and the sight was a happy surprise.
Casey lent over them kissing Ivy softly on the mouth then parted again to brush her fingers over her swollen red lips. Ivy’s mouth opened and took one inside, sucking and rolling tongue over it. The sensation sent a spurge of desire between her legs, causing every inch of her body to tingle with excitement.
Everything began to slow down when Ivy started to run her hands over Casey’s body and then to her delight, she felt her bra loosen. The item slipped off into Ivy’s hand and she flung it across the room.
“Come here” she said breathlessly and pulled her up to kiss her with a sense of urgency.



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