Riley stood in the doorway watching until she couldn't see Sam any longer. She
leaned back against her front door her body still thrumming with arousal. She
played back in her mind the feel of Sam pressing her against the door her leg
pressing between her thighs. I would've let her take me right here. She admitted
to herself shaking her head in disbelief. That woman is dangerous. Riley
chuckled to herself realizing surprisingly she wasn't the least bit upset with what
had happened. She turned and made her way into the condo a big smile on her
face.
Chapter Seven
"Oh... OH Riley!" Sam's back arched as she climaxed. Her eyes slowly blinked
opened as her body slipped back to the bed. She was sweating and panting for
breath. "What the HELL just happened?" she muttered. She could still feel the
aftershocks rippling through her. Sam looked around her bedroom half expecting
Riley to be there. She shook her head in amazement. She'd had erotic dreams
before but never remembered actually physically climaxing from one. Riley what
are you doing to me?
Sam got up on still slightly shaky legs and headed for the shower. As she stood
with the hot water running down her back her mind drifted back to the dream.
Hardly aware of what she was doing her hands began to mimic Riley's in the
dream as she became lost the memories. She quickly climaxed again. Damn, if
she makes me this crazy and she's not even here I'm a dead woman if we ever
actually make love. Sam groaned just thinking about it. Resting her back against
the shower wall, she stood trying to convince her shaking legs to hold her up.
She quickly finished her shower before she could become distracted again.
Sam glanced at the clock on her bedside table as she slipped on some grungy
clothes. Damn it, how did it get so late? Her mind helpfully provided images of
just why she was running late. She quickly pushed the erotic images
aside. None of that, she told her libido. I need to get this place cleaned up before Riley gets here.
She hurried around as quickly as she could on her injured leg picking up clothes,
dusting tables, etc. The phone ringing interrupted her, her first thought
was, Riley's canceling.
"Hello."
"Hi Sis how's it going? How are your therapy sessions?"
"Hey Jess. Therapy's going good; I should be seeing the department doctor to
clear me for light duty in just a couple more weeks."
"That's great Sam; I know you're anxious to get back to work but no need to
push it before you're ready." Jess counseled. "So how did the date go last
night?"
Sam told Jess all about her date with Riley and what she'd learned about her.
She tried to downplay her reaction to Riley's condo.
Jess had originally liked Riley and encouraged Sam to pursue her. Now after
seeing how badly she'd treated Sam, Jess was suspicious of her motives and
her sisterly protectiveness made an appearance. She'd been concerned when
Sam told her she was going out with Riley but Kim had assured her this was
something Sam needed to work out on her own. Jess listened to the whole story
before commenting.
"You need to be careful of this woman Sam. This is new for her and you don't
want to end up being an experiment."
"Weren't you the one who said 'If she's the one do whatever you have to do, it's
worth it'?"
"Yeah Sam I was but this woman has already hurt you. I'm just saying be
cautious don't jump into anything. Talk to Riley."
"I will Jess. I have to go. She should be here any minute and I still need to
change my clothes."
Just as Sam finished speaking, the doorbell rang. She walked over with the
portable phone and looked out the peephole.
"OH SHIT! She's here. I have to go Jess. I'll call you back later." With that she hung up on her sister.
Sam looked down at her clothes and grimaced. She'd planned on changing
before Riley arrived. She was wearing a ratty old tee shirt with sweats that had
the knees worn out of them and barefoot. Well no help for it now.
Riley was getting a little nervous. Sam hadn't answered the door. She already
had a major case of nerves before she arrived. How should I greet her after
making out with her on my doorstep? Should I kiss her hello? Give her a
hug? Before she could come to any decision, the door opened.
Sam couldn't help staring at the vision before her. Riley was dressed in khaki
walking shorts and a tight deep green top. It hugged her curves and full breasts
providing Sam more of a view of her body than she's had before. She knew just
how soft those breasts really were and fought the urge to sweep Riley into her
arms. She gulped before speaking trying not to drool on Riley.
"Hey come on in. Sorry I'm not ready yet." She looked down at her bare feet
blushing lightly in embarrassment. "I got held up on the phone talking to Jess."
"Hi Sam." Riley greeted. When Sam didn't offer a hug Riley hesitated to initiate
one on her own. "How are Jess and Kim doing?" She asked instead.
"They're great though they're up to something with my brother Frank. I still
haven't figured out what yet but they are definitely up to something."
Riley laughed lightly. "I'm sure you'll figure it out, you're a cop after all."
Sam laughed escorting Riley into the living room. She didn't want to hug Riley
while she was wearing dirty clothes. "Have a seat. I'll be ready as quick as I
can."
Riley took a seat on the over stuffed couch sinking into the comfortable
cushions. She ran her hand over the crushed velvet material. She looked around
the room with interest. The room was warm and inviting with a comfortable lived
in look. There were magazines spread across the coffee table, a pair of cross
trainers in front of the loveseat and Sam's cane propped in the corner between
the loveseat and the couch. She glanced over to the end table between the
couches and noticed several photographs. There was a photograph of Kim and
Jess at what appeared to be a commitment ceremony if Kim's bouquet and
Jess's tux were any indication. Also in the group was a wedding picture of Cheryl
and Frank and an older couple, which Riley assumed were Sam's parents. The
man in the picture had the same dark hair and chiseled features of his children,
the woman had blond hair and striking blue eyes. The final picture was of Jess,
Sam, and Frank together that appeared to have been taken on a camping trip.
She marveled again at just how much the three siblings looked alike. She felt a
small stab of envy at the life Sam must've had growing up with her sister and
brother. Riley couldn't help comparing Sam's apartment to her stark condo.
She'd allowed her aunt to furnish the condo as she'd been too busy at the
hospital or so she'd told herself at the time. It's amazing how comfortable I feel
here.
Riley glanced down the hall when she heard Sam approaching. Sam was
dressed in a dark blue tank top and faded jeans. Riley couldn't help but admire