Tomorrow, it would be another workaday week, back to school – but today was still Sunday, still the weekend.
Kelly bicycled faster.
She crossed the overpass over the highway.
On the other side was a shopping mall and supermarket and fast food joints, as well as a number of garden apartments.
Coasting downhill, Kelly entered one of the apartment complexes.
It consisted of two and three story red brick buildings housing a number of apartments. Kelly had arrived at her destination.
Entering the courtyard, she steered a shaky course on the pathways, since the ground was covered with snow.
Some of the walkway was icy, so she dismounted and walked her bike the rest of the way, up to the front steps of Laurel's apartment building.
Laurel was waiting for her, of course.
Laurel's apartment was on the ground floor, and she stood at the picture window which opened on the courtyard.
Laurel was young and straight and dark-haired, and dressed in white.
Kelly's heart beat faster when she spied her friend.
She waved to her – in return, Laurel blew her a kiss.
Kelly walked her bike up the stone steps. She brought it into the vestibule and stood it against the wall, out of the way.
She did not need to lock it. This town had so far been spared the crime-ridden ravages of the cities, and thieves were few.
At the end of the hall, Laurel's door was open, and Laurel stood outside it.
"You're here bright and early!" Laurel smiled.
"Oh, I would have come earlier, but I didn't want to wake you!" Kelly said.
Laurel chastely kissed Kelly on the cheek.
"Do come in, dear."
Laurel's apartment was lovely. Kelly often thought that when she had a place of her own, she would like it be just like Laurel's.
The apartment consisted of a living room, bedroom, kitchenette, bathroom.
The living room was light and airy, with Art Nouveau framed posters on the walls, and lots of tall plants in earthenware pots.
Kelly took off her wool cap, and her long straight yellow hair tumbled out.
"Let me hang up your coat, Kelly!"
"Thank you."
After hanging up the coat, Laurel turned to the girl.
"Now let me look at you."
Laurel stood facing Kelly, and rested her hands on the girl's slim shoulders.
That morning, Kelly wore a pullover pink sweater, and jeans. Under the sweater she was braless, and her pert firm shapely breasts stood out.
She was long and slim, coltish, high-bosomed, long-legged.
Laurel was about ten years older than Kelly. She was a tall willowy brunette, taller than Kelly, and more rounded, too.
Laurel had dark brown, almost black hair, parted in the middle, short hair which reached down to her jawline on either side.
Her skin was a creamy cameo color, with dark pronounced brows and warm, glowing rich brown eyes, a thin straight nose, and wide red lips.
This morning, Laurel was wrapped in a beige belted robe, which she wore over a one-piece white satin slip that was just utterly lovely.
She had full, rounded breasts, heavy and shapely; a small waist and flat tummy; and wide, womanly hips complete with lush, heart-shaped bottom.
Kelly considered Laurel quite the loveliest woman she had ever seen.
Laurel held a similar opinion regarding Kelly's girlish loveliness.
The young woman and the teen were partners in a mutual admiration society.
Kelly looked especially lovely, with her face glowing red and flushed from the chill outdoors, and her eyes shining with eagerness.
Laurel kissed Kelly on the cheek.
Kelly shivered with anticipation.
Laurel offered Kelly a cup of tea to warm her up.
Kelly accepted. But when Laurel offered the girl some breakfast, Kelly asked if perhaps they could wait until later for it?
Laurel smiled. Of course breakfast could be postponed. But Kelly should have some hot tea, to take the chill from her bones.
Presently, the teapot spout whistled, and soon Kelly and Laurel sat on the couch, close to each other, sipping savory hot tea.
They smiled and chatted of pleasing, nice inconsequentialities. In her eagerness, Kelly discovered that she was gulping down the tea in her haste to finish it.
Kelly set down her tea cup and saucer when the cup was still half-full.
"Oh, Kelly!" Laurel smiled.
"Can we… go to bed now?"
Laurel took Kelly's hand, squeezed it, stood up by way of reply.
The woman and the girl crossed the living room, walking closely, so that Laurel's leg brushed Kelly's as they moved.
The bedroom was equally lovely. It was all natural wood finishing, and pink and white walls, and handsome antique furniture.
Laurel's bed was a modern platform bed made of blond Swedish wood, wide and flat, set close to the floor, with a plush mattress.
Curtains covered the windows quite completely, blocking out the world beyond them.
Laurel eased the door shut, for additional privacy.
"And now, we can really kiss!" Laurel said.
"Oh, yes!"
Laurel embraced Kelly, who turned up her radiant face for kisses galore.
Laurel's wide red lips pressed Kelly's pert pink ones. She hugged Kelly, pulling the girl closely to her.
Kelly opened her mouth to admit Laurel's probing tongue.
Laurel's lips locked on to Kelly's, while her tongue entered the warm moist cavern of Kelly's mouth.
She slithered her tongue over Kelly's, tasting her.
Her hands pressed the girl, fondling long fine straight yellow hair, which fell down to the middle of her back.
She reached down to Kelly's bottom.
Kelly had a high, rounded rump, full and firm. The cheeks were prominently displayed, thanks to the skin-tight jeans covering them.
Now, those buttocks were covered by Laurel's hands.
Laurel pressed and fondled the buttocks while kissing Kelly.
The red shining color in Kelly's face did not come from the cold, not this time. It came from erotic heat bubbling up in her.
Laurel covered her with kisses.
At last, the mouths were disengaged and the females came up for air.
And more…
"Let me take off my clothes," Kelly breathed, "so I can get naked for you!"
"No, Kelly – let me take off your clothes!"
"Oh, please do!"
"Sweet child…"
"Lover…"
They kissed again, before Laurel began undressing Kelly.
Laurel rolled Kelly's sweater up, baring a pink tummy complete with adorable inward navel, then baring her breasts.
Kelly raised her arms so Laurel could free the sweater from them.
Kelly was then naked from the waist up.
Laurel lifted an inquisitive eyebrow.
"No bra, Kelly?"
"Why, you naughty little thing!" Laurel teased.
"I figured there would be less for you to take off!"
"That was good figuring… from a girl with a good figure. Such beautiful breasts you have, Kelly dear!"
"And they're all for you, teacher!"
Laurel was an English teacher at the high school. At home, she had instructed Kelly in the French arts, not to mention various erotic practices associated with the Greek isle of Lesbos.
Kelly's breasts were high, pear-shaped, pointed. Their tips were crowned with long thin nipples ringed by pale pink aureoles.
Those nipples now tingled and became throbbingly erect.
"I must kiss them, darling!" Laurel declared.
She bent her head, lowering her glowing face to Kelly's bosom.
She rubbed her face from side to side, nuzzling the breasts, whose stiff nipples throbbed when gliding across her face.
Laurel's puckered red lips kissed one nipple, then the other.
"That's all?" Kelly asked.
"Well, hardly!" Laurel stated. "But let's get the rest of these clothes off!"