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The door to Spit and Polish opened wide, the bell above the door gave a familiar little chime. Judee stood at the counter, filling in the book from the previous appointment. She didn’t even have to look up before she knew exactly who was there.
“Stella…”
The name came out somewhere between a greeting and a warning. Judee never knew how to react when Stella was around.
Stella smiled as she stepped inside, looking rather pleased with herself. She had always had a way of entering a room like she already knew she belonged there. “Judee,” she replied, dragging her name out, just enough to be annoying.
“Still pretending you don’t enjoy seeing me?”
Judee rolled her eyes and turned around. Searching for anything that could make her look busy. Suddenly, she was really interested in trying to tidy or organise the reception, despite it already being tidy.
“Are you here for a treatment, or are you just here to be a nuisance?”
“Well, can I not do both?”
That was the problem with Stella. She made everything sound like a joke, but somehow she always managed to get under Judee’s skin. It had been a while since they’d been like this, since the two of them had shared those moments neither of them ever quite admitted mattered. They had gone their separate ways, told themselves it was nothing, told themselves it was easier that way. But Stella had never been very good at leaving things alone.
Stella wandered further into the spa, looking around as if she was inspecting the place for faults. “Bloody hell, nothing’s changed around here, love.” she said. Butterflies swarmed Judee’s stomach at the pet name, even though she knew Stella called everyone love, it was still nice. “I have no idea what you mean, darling.”
“Still immaculate. Still clean, pretty. Still very… you.” Stella responded, proud of the way she could sneak a compliment into the conversation. Judee just folded her arms.
After a moment of silence, she replied to Stella’s remark. “And what exactly does that mean?”
Stella’s smile softened, just for a second. “It means you are still pretending, pretending you don’t like a little chaos.
Judee opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out quickly enough. Because Stella had always known exactly where to poke. And maybe that was why, despite everything, Judee had never quite managed to forget her. Stella leaned against the counter, watching her with that familiar confidence.
“I was wondering something,” she said.
“That’s dangerous.” Judee remarked, feeling a bit cocky, but more so just to cover how she was truly feeling.
“Do you ever think about the past?” Judee looked away. She didn’t know what to say. Well. Actually, she did know what to say. But she couldn't bring herself to say anything.
“Judee,” Stella said quietly.
The room suddenly felt smaller. “Stella.. I can’t, not again”
There was a beat. Tension was thick in the air. Judee didn’t want to say anything else. Stella waited patiently. Yet nothing.
“Judee, you know. My tongue still remembers the way you taste.”
Judee’s eyes widened, her heart started beating fast. Stella walked around the counter. Judee backed up. There was another moment of no movement, once again Stella made the move. She closed the gap between herself and Judee. Stella placed her hands onto Judee’s hips and guided her against the wall.
“Stella…” Before Judee can continue, Stella kisses her. For a moment, Judee hesitates. But she kisses back. Judee brings her hands up, one on Stella’s hip and one cupping her face. The kiss was intense, passionate. It was igniting sparks between them, that they had both pretended to forget about, for long enough. Stella’s tongue dominated Judee’s, minutes went past, entangled in each other. Judee broke the kiss, both of them breathing heavily. Judee looked around for a minute, trying to catch her breath and build confidence. Before Judee even had a minute to ask, Stella pulled her off the wall and took her into the back spa room.
Stella closed the door by leaning Judee against it, kissing down her cheek bones, then her neck, sucking and biting the sweet spot on her neck, earning a subtle moan from Judee’s pink lips.
“God I’ve missed those sounds, pretty girl”. Stella pauses to say, then continues to kiss Judee’s neck, leaving bite marks and a few bruises along the way. Judee moans again, growing wet from the compliment and the red head girl's actions. “Stella…” she said breathily.
Stella pulls away from Judee’s neck and looks at her, she is slightly taller than Judee, but not by enough that she looks down at her. “What do you want, pretty girl?”. A very strong blush forms across the blonde woman’s face. There is nothing Judee wants more than Stella to do whatever she pleases, but she can’t bring herself to say that, so she says nothing. Judee just looks Stella in the eye, anxiously.
“Oh, we aren’t shy now, are we? You used to be much more vocal than that, love”.
Judee thinks for a moment, then mumbles under her breath, “I want, I want you to touch me…”. Her blush is stronger than before, she can’t even look Stella in the eye. Stella grabs Judee by the chin, and forces her to look up at her, “What was that, princess?”
“Stella… touch me please…”. Stella smirks at Judee's pleading, she leads her over to the spa bed.
Judee places herself on the edge of the bed, Stella unzips her light blue work dress and slides it off the blonde woman’s shoulders. It drops to the floor. Under the dress reveals white, lacy, lingerie, as if Judee was trying to impress someone. Stella is still in love with every inch of Judee’s body, she would worship her for every second of the day if she could. As Stella unclips Judee’s bra, she lays her down on the bed. “Get comfortable, my love”.
As Judee shuffles to get comfortable, Stella walks around the bed, across to the stand of different oils used in the massage parlour. She pulls a lavender scented oil from the front and lathers her hands in it. She walks back over to Judee and kisses her, placing her oil-covered hands on her breasts, massaging her, earning another moan, louder than the last. Stella wipes her hands on the nearest towel, while moving between kissing Judee’s mouth and neck.
Stella’s hands slide down Judee’s body, taking in every inch that she can. She reaches Judee’s core, and purposely traces the area, then slides her hands down her thighs. Judee lets out a desperate whine. “Please… please Stella”.
“Well, pretty girl, since you asked so nicely”, Stella slides Judee’s lingerie off. She places her fingers onto her clit and moves her hand, pushing in circular motions. Judee moans, “please..”. Stella slowly inserts one finger into Judee, causing a loud sound to exit the blonde’s mouth.
“God, you look so pretty like this, under me, you take me so well, pretty girl”.
Judee grows wetter at every word that exits Stella’s mouth. Moans and whimpers of all volumes come out of Judee’s mouth as Stella moves her finger in and out. She adds another, fingering Judee until she is moaning her name. She leans down to kiss her, between kisses, Judee is whimpering, moaning, and basically begging for Stella. Judee is reaching her climax, and as she feels it about to wash over her, Stella pulls her fingers out, leaving Judee feeling empty.
Judee whines, “Stella, please, what are you doing”.
“Patience, love, you will get what you want in a minute”. Stella smirks, and then slowly kisses Judee's body, from her mouth, down to her breasts, making sure she paid extra attention to both breasts, and then continued working down, right to Judee's core again. Teasingly, she licked and kissed Judee’s thighs, which resulted in another impatient whine from Judee.
Finally, Stella licked a stripe up Judee’s cunt. Judee moaned and whimpered, as she was eaten out by Stella. Stella ate Judee out like she was deprived of food for years. She needed this. She wanted this. She knew she was going to get it. Judee started getting closer to the edge. “Please, oh my God, Stella”. Judee pushed Stella’s head into her cunt, deeper, trying to hit the exact sweet spot. And my God she did, which was evidenced with an almost guttural moan which left Judee, in contrast to her normal, put together, graceful self.
Judee couldn’t take much more, she whimpered and groaned out Stella’s name. Stella kept eating her out, even as she reached her climax. Judee gripped onto the edge of the bed as she was left shaking, and moaning through her orgasm.
Stella, sat up and put herself next to Judee, letting her rest her head on her lap. She stroked her hair, as Judee came back to her senses.
“See, chaos can be good sometimes love”. Stella winked playfully.
In return, Judee playfully hit Stella’s thigh, “Oi, don’t get cocky with me now”.
After a moment of rest for both Judee and Stella, Judee kisses Stella’s thigh then looks up at her. “It’s your turn now, darling”
Stella smirks excitedly. “Oh, is it now love?”