Chapter 6

Ulrika ran a hand through her hair and was rewarded with another kiss and this time Joanne’s mouth opened wider. The younger woman was pushing against her and she dropped her hand downwards to Ulrika’s left breast. They broke free momentarily and then Joanne kissed her again and squeezed her breast. This went on for some time and gradually Ulrika found her way to Joanne’s breasts and when she rubbed her thumbnails over her nipples Joanne murmured as she worked her mouth in a long and passionate kiss.

A moment or two later she pulled back suddenly and looked down at Ulrika’s hand.

“Nothing,” Joanne loosened her tie and undid her top button, “it’s just getting a little warm.”

Ulrika swivelled around a little more and brought her foot right up onto the couch and slid it behind Joanne, she stretched the other leg out to lock around Joanne’s legs, leaving her legs spread. Joanne looked down at her crotch and a few moments later she smiled crookedly and reaching down, began to rub her genitals through the trousers.

At first it was tentative and a little awkward but when Ulrika repeated the same gesture on her she became a little more focused as she copied her movements. She had an intense look in her eyes as she began to masturbate her through the trousers but she wasn’t exerting enough pressure to make a serious distance until Ulrika undid her trousers and guided her hand down to her panties. There was a long moment where she actually thought Joanne was going to withdraw and then she started to rub her again.

Ulrika closed her eyes as she moved against her hand, letting the younger woman find her own way and before too long she began to feel the arousal building. Joanne seemed almost possessed as she moved from rubbing her labia to actual penetration. Ulrika’s eyes snapped open as she felt the digit sliding inside. Joanne’s eyes on the other hand narrowed as she pushed harder, the finger slipped in further and Ulrika let a low groan.

“Ooh, that had the desired effect,” Joanne grinned.

Ulrika rose slightly and leaned into her as Joanne continued to masturbate her and her breathing was now shallower and more measured, which just encouraged Joanne to lean over and kiss her several times in a row before looping a forearm around her neck as she kept manipulating her genitals. The climax came swiftly, a few quick gasps as Ulrika stiffened and then she was falling back onto her elbows as Joanne withdrew.

She looked down at her opened trousers with mild amusement as Joanne wiped her fingers dry, both women looked at each other and then Joanne giggled.

“You look like a cat that’s swallowed the cream.”

“That was satisfying,” Ulrika replied, “but how did it make you feel?”

“Awkward at first but it’s not like I can’t masturbate,” Joanna propped her elbow on the top of the couch, “what do you think I was doing after I had sex with Jason half the time? He used to dump his load and just nod off and I’d be left to my own desires and I do have desires.”

“And you’d like to indulge?”

“Now that you mention it,” she shifted forward and spreading her legs, straddled her.

Ulrika grabbed her breasts again and moulded them slowly while Joanne just pushed against her, but finally Ulrika moved down to her pussy. Joanne raised her buttocks slightly to give her more room but after rubbing her a few times the younger woman sat up and stared out the window.

“Something wrong?” Ulrika fiddled with Joanne’s belt.

“We should continue this in my room,” she looked down at her, “I’ve got my own bedroom here.”

“I know,” Ulrika pulled the belt through the keeper.

“Oh, aye?” Joanne’s eyes narrowed as Ulrika unbuckled the belt, “how long have you been spying on me for?”

“Who said I was spying on you?”

“Oh, you weren’t?” Joanne slapped her hands away, “I’m insulted,” she slid back along the couch, “but if you want to make it up to me it’s up the stairs, the bedroom at the end on the left.”

She stood up, “I have to take a piss.”

Ulrika watched her leave the room and then looked at her opened trousers. A few seconds later she sat up and grabbing her phone and handbag, stood up and headed upstairs. She hadn’t been up on the first floor yet. It had a wooden floor and white walls finished with wooden beams spaced out at regular intervals, they matched the cedar doors and door jambs. The new modern look was quite obvious in Joanne’s room, which had a double bed, built in wardrobe and a computer desk, the windows looked out over the back of the property. She could see the newly-cut grass on the back lawn and in the near distance the forest.

“I love the view up here,” Joanne spoke from the doorway, “if I wasn’t living at home I’d be quite happy here.”

“God, I’d live here too, almost,” she sighed.

“Well there’s always the cottage,” she stopped behind her and then slipped her arms around her waist, “auntie Amelia would clear uncle David’s shite out in a heartbeat if she thought someone was going to move in.”

“Let’s not go there,” she looked down as Joanne slid her hands down the front of her trousers, “my mother is looking forward to sharing the flat with me.”

“You get on well with your mother then?”

“She’s put up with so much,” she turned around and put her hands on Joanne’s hips, “he cheated on her for the last three years and now I’ve found out from mum that there were others before then as well,” she stopped as Joanne grabbed her buttocks and then kissed her.

“Shut up and make love to me,” she pulled back and started undoing her tie, “pillow talk comes later on.”

Ulrika swallowed as the tie fell to the floor and then she was guiding Joanne to the bed, they hit the side of the bed and she knelt on it as she unbuttoned Joanne’s shirt to expose a cream-coloured bra contrasting with her olive-coloured skin. Strangely enough, despite her eagerness downstairs she seemed almost unwilling to take the same track up here, leaving Ulrika to undo her trousers and pull them down over her hips. Joanne knelt on the bed as Ulrika pulled the trousers past her knees and then Ulrika had to push her forward as she peeled them off her legs and deposited them on the floor. Joanne turned around and putting her back against the bedhead, undid the last button and pulled the shirt down over her shoulders.

Ulrika unbuttoned her blouse and let it slide to the floor followed by her trousers. Joanne was silent as the older woman stripped but as she knelt on the bed a slight murmur escaped her lips.

“Bottom drawer,” her eyes shifted.

“What about the bottom drawer?”

“I’ve got a dildo in there,” she looked at her, “you don’t have a dildo phobia do you?”

“Not the last time I checked, I’ve got my own collection at home.”

“Thank fuck for that,” she grinned.

“But first,” she straddled her, “let’s do the foreplay dance.”

“You know what foreplay is for a guy?”

“What?” Ulrika asked as she pulled the bra straps over her shoulders.

“Four cans of Tennents,” she looked down as Ulrika reached around to unclip her bra, “and the afterglow is the cigarette.”

Ulrika chuckled at that as she pulled the garment free.

“I’ll have to remember that.”

Joanne reached out to undo Ulrika’s bra but was too late as the other woman slid back and grabbing her legs, pulled her onto her back.

There were a few moments of hesitation before Ulrika finally moved forward to kiss her on the lips, it was a light teasing kiss that set the scene for another series of kisses that moved to her throat and front before returning to her mouth. Somewhere in the middle of this Joanne managed to undo the bra and Ulrika felt her fingertips dancing over her breasts. She dipped her head as she savoured her throat once more with soft gentle kisses and then she moved down to her breasts.

Joanne groaned as soft lips latched onto her nipples and she pushed herself up into her mouth and hand as Ulrika manipulated her breasts. She took her time bringing her to arousal, stopping now and then to stroke her belly but stopping short of her panties but then she went back to her breasts as she pushed her own breasts over Joanne’s.

Eventually however she descended to her belly and Joanne’s back arched as Ulrika kissed her belly and began rubbing her pussy through the cotton panties. She was wet by this time and Ulrika went down further, dragging her nose down between her lips and tickling her perineum. She was careful with her foreplay, alternating with deft fingerwork.

“Oh,” Joanne winced, “oh, oh, ooh,” she purred.

“That’s a sound I love to hear,” Ulrika peeled her panties down over her hips to expose the patch of hair between her legs. Joanne looked down over herself as Ulrika lowered her head and she in turn glanced up briefly to read the expression on her face. She looked both bemused and anxious if that was at all possible and then Ulrika lowered her head and began licking her pussy.

A shudder went through Joanne’s body as the tongue slithered over her moist lips, Ulrika glanced up to find her eyes closed and mouth wide open as she writhed beneath her. Satisfied she was on the right track, Ulrika went back to licking her pussy and tickling her perineum. Joanne shuddered once more and she let out a loud groan.

“Oh, right there, oh aye, right there.”

Ulrika obliged as she circled her clitoris. It took a few minutes to work up to contact on her clitoris but when she flicked her tongue over it Joanne let out a loud yell.

“What?” Joanne’s eyes were wide.

“Not enough,” she panted, “keep going.”

“Your wish is my command,” she dipped her head and went to work on her clitoris and this time she slid a finger inside her to stimulate the front of her passage. Joanne’s pants and cries became more and more intense as she rocked back and forth in rhythm with Ulrika’s movements and then she suddenly stiffened and her passage tightened around Ulrika’s finger as the orgasm began to build and then she was peaking as the spasm moved through her.

Ulrika held on as long as she dared and then withdrew her finger and moved forward to lie down beside her. Joanne’s eyes opened sleepily and she let out a low purr.

“Now that’s something Jason couldn’t do,” she smiled.

“Give me an orgasm.”

“You squirted a little.”

“Aye,” she felt herself, “another first.”

“So, what happens next?”

“Hmm, mm,” she rolled onto her side, “dessert?”

Amelia looked up as Ulrika stepped into the office. The two women looked at each other and Ulrika felt a slight uneasiness as Amelia motioned her to a seat.

Ulrika sat down slowly as she contemplated the last few days. Joanne had become a regular partner since the weekend although she couldn’t say that they were in a relationship. Nevertheless, it was still a secret thing despite Joanne’s insistence that it was perfectly okay.

“How’s the training routine?”

“It is good, we are not resting on our laurels.”

“Good,” her eyes flickered to a piece of paper on the table, “and the other thing?”

“The other thing?” Ulrika shifted in her seat, “we are seeing each other but it is still early so I have not made any commitments yet.”

“Can you keep the two separate?”

“That is my intention. I am sorry that I didn’t tell you earlier.”

“Your love life is none of my business,” she replied, “and Joanne is her own woman.”

She pushed the paper towards her.

“One of our bites came through,” she paused, “we’ve been asked to submit some riders to an event near Dumfries in three weeks. Who would you choose?”

“I’ll ask for volunteers,” she replied, “how many?”

“Three, with a possibility of four.”

“We can do that,” she studied the printed out email.

“Good,” she leaned back and studied her, “it’s worked out better than I hoped, Jason is out of her life and she’s back on the right track and it seems to be contagious. I got off the phone to her mum and she’s decided to divorce that bastard husband, but keep it to yourself,” her eyes narrowed, “she will tell Joanne in a few days just not yet.”

“Of course,” she straightened up.

“Good,” she leaned forward, “and to answer the question you never asked a few weeks ago, it wasn’t just Joanne who was questioning her sexuality but that’s a subject for another day.”

Amelia nodded at her computer.

“And remember, tell her nothing about what I just told you.”

As Ulrika stepped outside some fifteen minutes later she felt the wind on her face and closed her eyes.