When they finally could breathe again, they untangled their limbs and rolled away from each other, lying on their backs. Tina covered her eyes with one hand, trying to regain any strength that she had left. Before she could think another thought or say another word, she felt the brunette’s lips on her neck, slowly descending down to her throat, between her breasts and then to one of her nipples.

“Oh…Jesus…” was all she could manage as she lifted her breasts to the brunette’s mouth, surrendering to her touch and caress one more time. Tina’s lover was soon on top of her, using her mouth, her hands and her whole body to bring the blonde to another ecstatic and mind-blowing release.

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“So…can you tell me now what’s in this Wet Pussy drink?” Tina asked a moment later, lying on her back and slowly regaining her normal breathing.

“I can tell you exactly what’s in that drink because it’s one of my favorite,” the brunette replied, smiling mischievously. “Better yet…I’m going to show you what’s in it.”

“I don’t think I can…” as soon as the brunette’s lips closed around her nipple, Tina whimpered and felt another wave of heat going through her entire body. “Oh…okay…”

“First, you pour milk or cream into a shaker…” the brunette slowly licked around Tina’s aroused nipple before taking it back into her mouth and gently sucking on it. “Next, you add Irish cream…Bailey’s the best…” she trailed her tongue down Tina’s shivering body towards her navel, circling around it and blowing softly on her skin where it was covered with perspiration from the previous love making.

Tina moaned in excitement, impatient for the next step. “Then, you pour Chambord…a raspberry liqueur and shake everything well…” the brunette reached the soft blond hair and inhaled the scent of Tina’s arousal. “The mix is sweet, rich and incredibly tasty.”

Tina buried her hands in her lover’s hair and pushed her urgently towards the source of her need. The other woman obediently settled between Tina’s legs and caressed the insides of her thighs with her tongue. Tina moaned again, so ready for the moment of the pleasure to hit her. 

“And the last but also most important ingredient that makes each Wet Pussy so unique is one drop of…” the brunette paused for a second and then lightly trailed her tongue up and down Tina’s folds, tasting the hot wetness that she found there. The brief smile touched her lips and she continued, before reaching for Tina’s throbbing clit, “one drop of honey…yes, definitely honey.”

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The dawn was breaking when Tina finally turned on her back and stretched idly. She was exhausted from all night’s activities. The stranger she took into her bed was insatiable. After what seemed like endless hours on the floor, they finally made it to the bed. Now, the brunette lay on her back with her eyes closed, her breathing still heavy after recent orgasm.

Tina touched her abdomen with the tips of her fingers, enjoying the smooth, silky skin. She felt her companion shivering under the touch and smiled.

“I would like to see you again,” the brunette suddenly opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Tina. Tina’s hand stiffened just for a fracture of a second and she hoped that the woman beside her didn’t noticed it as she resumed her gentle caress.

She took a deep breath to calm herself and replied steadily, “As much as I enjoyed last night and wouldn’t mind to repeat it, I don’t think it would be possible. I’m leaving for the States this afternoon…but if I’m ever back in London…”

“What a coincidence…” the brunette smiled, resting her hand on top of Tina’s and softly rubbing it with her thumb. “I was here on a business trip and I’m going back to the US myself very soon…” she noticed Tina’s hesitation and decided not to push further.

She got out off bed and found her slacks that she discarded last night in a pile on the floor with the rest of their clothes. The brunette grabbed one of her business cards from the pocket while putting her pants back on and sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Here…keep this. If you ever feel lonely or in need of some unattached excitement, call me. I’m pretty flexible.”

Tina took the card and glanced at it, ‘Samantha Russell – freelance journalist/writer’ was printed on the card in golden letters. She noticed that Samantha’s cell phone had a D.C. area code.

‘Hmm…’ Tina thought, watching the brunette as she finished dressing. ‘Why not.’

Samantha buttoned her blouse and faced Tina who was still lying naked in bed, modestly covering her body with a sheet. Samantha laughed softly as she went to the bathroom to finish getting ready, “There’s no need to be so modest now.”

Tina just smiled and turned on her back, staring at the ceiling and remembering last night. It was different, it felt different than any of her previous nights with strangers. Tina couldn’t remember the last time she felt that she wouldn’t mind the repetition of the last night activities. And the thought that she wanted to see her one-night stand again was making Tina tense but also intrigued.

Samantha came out of the bathroom and approached the bed slowly, “I used some of the lotion you have in there. I hope you don’t mind because it’s one of my favorite too. The motel’s stuff is usually so…unappealing and I really love the way you smell, especially when sandalwood is mixed with the scent of sex. Now it will always remind me of you.” Samantha leaned down, kissing Tina softly on her lips. “I mean it…I would like to see you again. Call me and ask for Sam.”

“I’m Tina…Tina Kennard,” Tina smiled and offered her hand

Sam laughed softly as she shook Tina’s hand and repeated, enjoying the sound of Tina’s name on her lips, “Tina…”, then turned around and left the hotel room without another word.

Later that afternoon, Heathrow Airport

Tina and agent Schecter made their way into the Heathrow International Airport and Tina was glad to be inside. It was raining all morning, and though her flight was still scheduled to leave on time, she was slightly concerned with the possibility of being delayed because of the fog.

“Here we go, Tina,” Jenny helped Tina to check her suitcases and lead the way to the check point line. “I hope you will have a nice flight to Los Angeles and I’ll see you back in DC in one week. Try to stay alert since we won’t be there to protect you and report immediately if anything unusual will happen.”

“Thank you, I will keep it in mind…just take care of the senator,” if Tina was surprised with the agent’s remarks, she didn’t show it. She hardly spoke to the only female agent on the team because all their protective efforts were concentrating mainly on Senator Grisham. Occasionally, though, Jenny shared a few conversations with Tina and quite often offered to bring coffee or refreshments when she stayed late, working in her room to prepare for Barbara’s lectures.

They shook hands and Tina noticed that the agent hold hers just a little bit longer that they normally would, but she dismissed this thought, eager to get on the plane and go home. Her parents lived on the outskirts of LA but Tina still kept her own apartment in West Hollywood so she could find a refuge there any time she needed to leave DC and her busy life.

Jenny gave Tina one more look, smiled and turned around, going back to the hotel so she could keep an eye of Alice and Dylan. Tina sighed with relief and moved toward the TSA agent, showing her ticket and ID.

When she got to her gate, Tina glanced out the window and realized that the rain was much heavier and it was much darker outside for a late afternoon. Tina sighed, praying silently that it wouldn’t stop her from flying. She hated waiting. She always needed to be on a move, waiting was making her nervous.

Just as she got to her gate, the Delta employee at the counter was making an announcement about her plane’s delay for at least three hours.

“Damn…” Tina looked around and saw that all the seats in the area were taken. The departure monitor indicated that almost 70% of the flights were delayed and the airport was crowded.

She walked around aimlessly, looking for an available seat when she saw a small bar in the corner that had a few unoccupied chairs. She quickly moved to an empty seat and let out a heavy sigh, “What now?”

She ordered a drink and rummaged in her purse for the latest issue of the third Wonder Woman comic series, her guilty pleasure. Tina was right in the middle of the scene when Wonder Woman was saving Tom from the collapsed building, so she didn’t noticed a very striking brunette that joined her at her table.

Tina chuckled while looking at the cute picture of Wonder Woman using her lasso to catch Tom, when the stranger glanced in Tina’s direction, saying quietly, “Do you know that William Marston, the original creator of Wonder Woman, got his inspiration for Diana from Olive Byrne who lived with him and his wife in polyamorous relationship?”

Tina lifted her head, not sure if the question was directed at her and the woman smiled apologetically, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you. Do you mind me seating here? There’re no other seats available…”

“No, I don’t mind…and it’s okay, you’re not disturbing me. I’ll be here for another three hours and I can read later,” Tina replied, closing the comic book and putting it on the table. “No, I didn’t know that. Are you a Wonder Woman fan or you just like comic books in general?”

“Neither, actually…I just like to collect useless facts,” the brunette laughed throatily and Tina felt like that infectious laughter penetrated the inner core of her brain and permanently settled there as a constant reminder. Tina couldn’t help but smiled in return, discreetly studying the other woman’s features.

She was breathtakingly beautiful and Tina realized that she was staring at the stranger for the last few minutes while the brunette was talking to her. “I’m sorry, what?” Tina inquired as her face turned red from embarrassment of being caught staring.

“Oh…I was asking if you would like another drink. I was about to order one and your glass is almost empty.”

“Yes, thank you…if you don’t mind.”

“No, not at all…my plane is delayed as well, might as well get comfortable and enjoy the company of a beautiful woman,” the brunette laughed softly as another blush began quickly spreading on Tina’s face and neck. She walked to the bar, ordering them both a couple of drinks and when she got back Tina was able to get her physical reactions under control.

“So, comic books…” the brunette said as she sat down and took a sip from her drink.

“It’s a guilty pleasure.”