Chapter 2

Sitting across from one another, the two girls ate with gusto. Honey Jacobs could feel Avyn’s large brown eyes covertly studying her. She smiled inwardly, confident in her beauty. Her hair was very blonde; in the fluorescent lighting of the restaurant, her waist length hair appeared white. Her oval face was lightly tanned; she did not spend all of her time cooped up in an office somewhere. Her ice blue eyes were luminescent, expressive eyes underneath two perfectly shaped eyebrows. Her nose was slim, perfectly proportioned for her high cheekbones. Her lips were pale pink, plump; Honey intentionally pursed her perfect lips to suck on her root beer.

Honey knew that she and Avyn were both five feet and four inches in height; they’d been shoulder to shoulder while skating, and while standing in line together. Looking at the snug sweater stretched taut across Avyn’s breasts, Honey guesstimated that she and Avyn were both a 32D. She also guessed that Avyn’s waist was anywhere from twenty seven to twenty nine inches around. But, it had been Avyn’s buttocks beautifully displayed in her very snug jeans that had first garnered Honey’s attention.

“So? How is it?” the counter girl asked as she gathered the trays from the nearby table.

“Great!” Avyn smiled.

“See? You should smile more often,” Honey smiled, looking into Avyn’s deep brown eyes.

Avyn’s eyes were large and deep brown. There was a slight almond shape to them, giving Avyn an exotic look. Her nose was slim and had a slight point to it; Honey wondered if perhaps Avyn Smith might have some Eastern Indian in her genetic makeup. Her lips were full, juicy lips; Honey wanted to kiss those lips, wanted to chew on those lips, wanted to feel those lips on her flesh.

“So…” Honey braved as Avyn was stuffing the last of the shoestring French fries into her mouth.

“Mm hmm?” Avyn asked, sucking on her orange soda.

“Where to now?” Honey asked, sucking at her very empty cup of root beer.

“I uh, I guess home,” Avyn said.

“Well, I mean, where were you and uh, Alex? Alex, right? Where were y’all going go after here?” Honey asked, studying Avyn’s hands.

“He uh, really? He, he was talking ’bout that motel?” Avyn whispered, cheeks flushed.

“Budget-Stay?” Honey guessed; naming the local ‘No-Tell Motel’ that rented rooms by the hour or the night.

“I uh, uh huh,” Avyn said.

“”I uh, well, we could do that,” Honey hinted, smiling.

“Oh yeah?” Avyn giggled. “And what would we do?”

“Uh? Same thing you and Alex would have been doing,” Honey said, standing and grabbing their trays.

In the brief millisecond it took to lift the trays and turn, Honey saw Avyn’s open-mouthed reaction to her bold declaration. She could feel Avyn’s eyes on her back as she brought the trays to the table next to the garbage can. Honey took her time dropping the cups and wrappers and napkins into the garbage can, feeling Avyn’s eyes upon her the entire time.

“Or, we could just go back to my place,” Honey suggested, returning to stand next to the table.

You, you serious?” Avyn whispered, looking up at Honey, then looking around to see if anyone might be eavesdropping on their scandalous conversation.

“Or, I could just take you on home,” Honey said, feeling a ball of disappointment welling up in her gut as she watched Avyn’s reaction to her daring suggestion.

“I uh, I mean…” Avyn stammered as she woodenly got to her feet.

“Avyn, it’s fine,” Honey said, opening the door of the restaurant.

“It’s just that, I mean…” Avyn stammered as she got into the car.

“Its fine,” Honey said, casually patting Avyn’s upper thigh. “SO, where am I taking you?”

Honey prepared to punch Avyn’s address into her cell phone. The blue tooth chimed, waiting for the information. Avyn was staring straight through the windshield, not seeing anything.

“I uh, I guess, you know, uh, take me, take me on to your place,” Avyn whispered.

“I, you, you sure?” Honey asked, looking at Avyn.

“Uh huh,” Avyn said, nodding her head.

“I mean, look, you, you don’t have to,” Honey said. “I, I’m not some kind of snake. You don’t owe me just because I…”

“I want to, all right?” Avyn snapped.

“All. Right. Then,” Honey said slowly, backing out of the parking space.

From the parking lot of Bully Burger to the rear parking lot of the Oakleaf Towers, Avyn sat, staring straight ahead. Honey was afraid to say anything, lest she break the spell, somehow break Avyn’s resolve.

As Honey parked in her covered parking spot, Avyn seemed to come out of her stupor. She looked around, then glanced over her left shoulder at the tall white building. She then looked at Honey.

“You, you live here?” Avyn asked, intimidated.

Normally, Honey would have reacted with sarcasm. But she sensed that Avyn would not react well to being mocked.

“Mm hmm; my sister left it to me,” Honey agreed, opening the car door.

“She left you, she just left you one of the apartments here?” Avyn asked as they traversed from parking lot to rear door of the opulent structure.

“Mm hmm. Our brother, our sister lives right across the street; the Cort Building. I’ve got another four years before I get my full inheritance, so Sabrina left me her condo when she died,” Honey confided, punching the code into the outer door’s keypad.

“Sorry for your loss,” Avyn mumbled, not knowing what else to say.

“Don’t be,” Honey smiled tightly, urging Avyn toward the elevator with an arm around the girl’s waist. “I didn’t even know I had a sister until my Mom died. And by that time? Sabrina was already like forty years old.”

“Oh. Well, how old are the brother and sister living over in the Cort Building?” Avyn asked as the elevator noiselessly whisked them upward.

“One and the same,” Honey giggled. “Think she’s thirty five or so. Gina’s nice enough but if she wasn’t related to me? Don’t think I’d ever say ‘hi’ to her.”

They entered a well-appointed living room. The furniture was comfortable, inviting. Honey placed her purse onto a small end table and Avyn did the same. Honey had to repeat herself as Avyn was so busy looking at the furniture and the artwork all around her.

“Huh?” Avyn asked, pulling her eyes from a Barron Blouchen print.

“I asked if you’d like anything to drink,” Honey smiled.

“Oh, what you got?” Avyn asked.

Honey named a few beverage choices. When she mentioned St. Elizabeth Premium Whiskey, Avyn’s eyes lit up. With a smile, Honey prepared two mint juleps. Then, after Avyn took a sip of the alcoholic beverage and nodded her pretty head in agreement, Honey chanced a soft lip to lip kiss.

Avyn’s initial reaction was to jerk away. Then, after a moment’s hesitation, Avyn leaned over and returned Honey’s kiss. Honey grabbed Avyn’s hand and led her to the buttery soft leather couch in the spacious living room. Sitting together on the couch, Honey again kissed Avyn’s lips.

Placing her hand at the back of Avyn’s head, Honey gently raked her fingernails through Avyn’s thick hair, massaging Avyn’s scalp. Avyn opened her mouth and softly licked Honey’s lips. Honey opened her mouth and softly sucked on Avyn’s thick tongue.

“I, damn!” Avyn whispered, brown eyes wide as they broke the kiss.

“You, your kisses are so sweet,” Honey whispered, gently biting on Avyn’s bottom lip.

“I, I…” Avyn stammered.

With another kiss to Avyn’s lips, Honey pulled away from Avyn and sipped her drink. Avyn guzzled half of her drink in one swallow, then shuddered mightily as the strong alcohol burned from her throat to her belly. Honey smiled, took another sip of her drink, then put the glass onto a coaster on her coffee table.

Avyn opted to finish her drink before putting the glass onto a second coaster. Honey smiled and put an arm around Avyn. Bringing her face to Avyn’s face, she playfully rubbed her nose against Avyn’s nose.

That playful gesture seemed to flip some kind of switch in Avyn. She wrapped her arms around Honey and brought her mouth to Honey’s mouth. When Honey began to edge the bottom of Avyn’s sweater up, Avyn moaned her approval into Honey’s mouth.

“Pretty,” Honey whispered, seeing the bright red satin bra under Avyn’s sweater.

“I uh, yeah, it, it’s Valentine’s Day,” Avyn needlessly reminded Honey as the sweater came off.

“I know. Happy Valentine’s Day,” Honey whispered, sucking some more kisses from Avyn’s lips.

“Happy Valentine’s Day,” Avyn agreed.

Honey trailed her fingers up and down Avyn’s taut belly as they kissed. A few times, she gently ran her hands over Avyn’s large breasts in their satin confines. Avyn reached over and edged Honey’s blouse up. Pulling slightly out of their embrace, Honey removed her top and bra in one fluid movement.

Then, leaning her naked torso against Avyn’s front, Honey brought her lips to Avyn’s lips and her hand to the clasp of Avyn’s jeans. Avyn sucked in a ragged breath as Honey unsnapped her jeans.

“This okay? You okay?” Honey asked Avyn.

“I yeah, uh huh,” Avyn agreed and Honey edged the zipper down.

With another kiss to Avyn’s lips, Honey unclasped Avyn’s bra. Avyn reached out and wiggled out of the pretty garment then pressed her naked breasts against Honey’s naked breasts. Their lips mashed together, then their tongues touched.

“Mm,” Honey moaned into the kiss.

“Wait, wait,” Avyn said as Honey began to tug at Avyn’s jeans.

Avyn removed her tennis shoes then stood. Honey’s breath caught as she glanced upward at the beautiful caramel skinned beauty. Her breasts were large, sagging slightly under their own weight. Her areolae were dark brown and slightly puffy. Her nipples were hard, pointing straight out. Her sleek belly had an adorable little nick of a navel and her hips flared out beautifully.

“Oh God yes,” Honey moaned as Avyn wiggled her luscious buttocks, sliding jeans and panties down and off.

“You, you like my big old ghetto booty?” Avyn asked, smiling over her shoulder at Honey.

“I, I love your beautiful ass,” Honey admitted.

Avyn moved to sit once more but Honey stood and stopped her with an arm around her waist. With another soft kiss, Honey slid out of skirt and panties. Then, taking Avyn’s hand, Honey led the beautiful girl down the hall toward the main bedroom.

In the bedroom, Avyn paused to admire the sleek, modern furniture. She smiled as she saw a very large Raggedy Andy reclined against a mound of pillows. Her glance around the bedroom was interrupted by Honey’s embrace and kiss. Their breasts mashed together, nipples rasping against hard nipples, lightly furred crotches mashing against lightly furred crotches. Honey’s left hand again combed through Avyn’s soft, silky hairs as her right hand dropped to grip and massage Avyn’s full buttocks. Honey moaned into their kiss as Avyn’s hands held Honey’s heart shaped buttocks firmly.