Felicia slammed through the door of her apartment nearly knocking down the petite frame of her longtime friend and roommate, Dot.
"Whoa! What or who has got you all lathered up?" Dot asked gripping her roommate's arm to study herself.
"Men are such a waste of time!" Felicia spat dropping her coat and leather satchel on the floor next to the door.
"Why do you spend so much time on them then?" Dot teased moving to stand behind her and the couch. She reached out and rubbed Felicia's shoulders. "Ooo must have been something bad to get you this tense. It was Mitch again wasn't it?"
Felicia blushed a bit.
"You...you mean you two... you finally let him?"
"Let him? I practically threw myself at the man like a sex-starved nympho! I shouldn't be upset. I knew what kind of guy he was before this all happened." Felicia moaned.
"You should go in and take a hot bubble bath. It'll relax you, and in the morning you'll see that there is nothing to be tense over. If you let him think it bothers you things will be awkward, but if you act as if it is no big deal things will be fine."
Felicia agreed and got up heading for their adjoining bathroom. Their 'Haven' as Dot referred to it. The bath had both a shower and a whirlpool tub.
Dot was right, Felicia thought as she stepped into the steaming roiling water. She sank up to her neck letting the jets pound into her lower back and shoulder blades. She let Mitch get to her. Tomorrow would be another day and if she could keep her cool, things would run smoothly. She just had to be the professional she was and get through this case. No doubt, Mitch expected her to act like all the other women in the firm and that was the real reason for his actions.
She went over every detail of their time together tonight trying to decide if she had done or said anything that might lead to Mitch believing she was interested in more than just sex and came up short. Thinking about fucking him sent a shiver through her body and launched a decidedly sexual itch in her pussy. She tightened and relaxed the walls of her vagina as she thought of Mitch's firm hips and thighs locked in the cradle of her own. She slid her hand beneath the water to stroke herself as the memory unfolded.
Her clit hardened as she brushed it and she drew in her breath. She moaned aloud thinking of his surging strong thrusts that buried him deep inside her cunt and she slipped first one then two fingers inside twisting and thrusting them as deeply as she could. All it served to do was get her hotter so she switched the jet to full and moved to sit on the forceful stream. Her cunt seized with the sudden onslaught. Felicia braced herself along the edge, forcing her hips to still their dancing as she drew closer to the inevitable orgasm. She knew the longer she could stay still the more intense the orgasm would be. Her moans grew deeper and more feral and she stopped caring if anyone heard as she let the water jet pound her cunt and vibrate her clit. Rushing waves washed over her body and mind a moment later sending her into oblivion.
As the world collected back into reality for her, she became aware of music and voices in the apartment. Felicia silently thanked whoever was responsible for turning on her stereo as a sound buffer between the bath and the living room. She didn't wish to embarrass any of Dot's friends. Dot herself was no problem; they had lived together for so long neither of them could embarrass the other,
