Not wanting to blow her chances of getting laid, Kelly discretely swatted Paula on the backside, delighted when she let out a little squeal. “Go make your excuses. I’ll meet you there in a couple of minutes.”

Needing no further encouragement, Paula blew her an air kiss and trotted off wobbling slightly on her high-heels.

A few minutes later, Kelly added her bottle to the pile in the recycling bin, slipped past a couple in a lip lock on the sofa, and made a beeline for Paula’s bedroom. Her pulse quickened with each step she took, images of dominating Paula overriding every other thought.

The room was pitch-black when she stepped inside. While waiting for her vision to adjust, she leaned back against the door. As if of its own accord, her hand sought out the terry robe dangling from a hook on the door, and pulled the belt through the loops.

Once she could make out the shape of her lover, flat on her back in the middle of the bed, Kelly slowly approached. Like an animal stalking its prey, her heart raced.

The fact that Paula remained deathly still added to the intoxicating game of cat and mouse. Sliding onto the bed beside Paula, Kelly gently guided her lover’s arms up to the headboard. Once there, she loosely tied them together with the soft belt.

Elated when Paula didn’t resist, and taking Paula’s non-resistance as silent approval to continue, Kelly slid down the bed and buried her head between Paula’s legs.

The second she pulled Paula’s panties to the side, and blew on her centre, Paula’s hips twitched. Kelly’s clit reacted in kind.

Determined to show her how enjoyable it could be to give up control, Kelly spread Paula’s labia with her thumb and forefinger, and focused her attention on licking, sucking, and caressing every inch of her exposed flesh.

Within seconds, Paula bucked her hips and thrashed about. The headboard banged against the wall as though she was pulling against the ties. A response that pleased Kelly immensely.

“What are you…?” Paula’s voice was barely above a whisper.

In her beer fuddled mind, Kelly decided to turn things up a notch. “Shh, I’m in charge. Lie back and enjoy.”

On a whim, she pulled Paula’s underwear off and pushed them into Paula’s mouth.

Back between Paula’s legs, Kelly flung them over her shoulders. With each swipe of her tongue, Paula writhed beneath her. Her muffled moans spurred Kelly on.

The second Kelly entered her, Paula’s back arched, her muscles clamped down on Kelly’s fingers, and her sweet release washed over Kelly’s tongue.

Ignoring her own arousal, knowing Paula would be in a hurry to get back to her party the minute she came down from her orgasmic high, Kelly slid up Paula’s body and reached for the headboard.