Turning Point Ch. 02

I just lay there feeling completely relaxed. I guess the sauna worked, I thought, then laughed out loud. Emma lifted a knee and freed my head then bent down from the upper level and kissed me.

"That was great, thank you," she said sweetly.

She sat up and slid down to sit on the bench beside me and looked at Charlie still crouched between my thighs.

"Is it your turn now?" Emma asked, looking hungrily at Charlie.

"Later, pet," came the reply. "Little Miss Sensitive here needs to get to work."

The girl put out her bottom lip and gave the most adorable pouty face I had ever seen.

"Oh, she got to work, I assure you," she said, her pout turning into a playful smirk.

Charlie tilted her head but said nothing. Emma's face went back to her pout then quickly to a smile. She looked back at me and bent over to put a hand on my cheek turning my face to her then pressed her lips to mine. Those incredible lips felt like little pillows. The kiss didn't last nearly long enough for me before the girl pulled back, her hand still on my cheek and our faces just inches apart.

"I hope we get to play again sometime," she breathed.

"M..me too," I said trying to hold her gaze as she stood back up.

Emma gave us a little wave and left, the steam swirling behind in her wake. I noticed her unlock the sauna door making me realize that I hadn't once thought about getting caught. Why hadn't that occurred to me? Because I wanted it too much to let something trivial like that interrupt.

"How are you feeling now?" Charlie asked as she stood up. "Still want to give this up?"

"I can't give this up," I admitted.

Charlie offered her hand and pulled me up too. She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug.

"I'm so glad to hear you say that."

"Please don't make me regret it," I said as we embraced.

The blonde let go of the hug and kissed me. This was not a quick peck but a long and passionate embrace that left me breathless when we finally parted.

I was feeling giddy and euphoric as we went to the showers. All the apprehension and stress of the previous day and night were replaced with a sense of freedom and lightness. It was like the huge weight I had lain on myself had been lifted.

Without being prompted, I invited myself into Charlie's shower. She said nothing but looked at me with a knowing smile. As she rinsed, I ran my hands over whatever side she presented to me. I was trying to get her to engage again. I wanted more. I rubbed her rear, her legs, her breasts. She just ignored me. That was until she had her back turned to me and I squatted down. Then, out of desperation, I bit her ass. It wasn't hard but it elicited a surprised yelp. That got her attention.

"Okay, missy," she said, turning toward me.

With her pussy right in front of me, I buried my face between her legs and licked before she could move out of the way. I got the sweet tangy flavor for one lick before she stepped back and grabbed my hair.

"Oh, you are going to have to control your urges," Charlie said in a domineering tone but she was smiling the whole time. I think she was trying to suppress a laugh.

I tried to lunge for her sex again but she held me in place by my hair. My hands started to run up her thighs toward her center.

"What do you think you're doing?"

My hands crept closer and I looked up with a big grin.

"I'm trying to have sex with you," I replied matter-of-factly.

"I can see that," she replied just as a hand reached its target and I tried to get a finger into her.

She twisted to the side ruining my angle and tugged up on my hair.

"Stand up," she ordered.

I didn't want to, but I did what she said and rose.

"Hands behind your back."

I took on a perturbed look but clasped my hands behind me.

"When I said I wouldn't do anything to hurt you or your family, I meant it," Charlie said. "That includes getting you to work on time so that you don't lose your job."

With that, she stepped out of the way of the water and let the full spray hit me right in the chest. I gasped and pulled my arms up to block some of the spray.

"Hands down," Charlie repeated and stepped behind me pushing me further into the downpour.

She flipped me around so that we were face to face. She took the rag and bath gel and started soaping me down and I couldn't help but giggle.

"Since you are too distracted to do this yourself, I'm going to have to do it for you."

She was efficient and all business but didn't neglect any spots. She soaped up my front, turned me around, and repeated the process on my back. The blonde did give me a couple of quick pecks on the lips and smiles to let me know she wasn't really upset. Even so, she was treating me like an unruly child. Then again, I was acting like a brat so I probably deserved it. Finally, she pushed me into the spray one last time to get me rinsed.

What I found strange was how much mirth I was getting from this strange, naughty interchange with thin sexual overtones. I kept laughing even as she moved me around and rubbed me down. It was just...fun.

Then she shoved me out of the shower telling me to dry off and get dressed. I stuck my tongue out at her but grabbed a towel and headed for the lockers. A few other women filtered in as we dried and got dressed so our silly frolicking had to stop.

Outside the gym, me in my nurse gear and Charlie in jeans and a t-shirt, I wasn't sure how to leave. We needed some plan to get back together, right?

"Um, hey," I said, trying to keep her from leaving just yet.

Charlie turned around and walked up to me.

"Yes?"

"So, uh, my parents have a cabin a couple of hours from here that will be available in a couple weeks." I was talking too fast and stopped to take a breath. "Would you...want to spend a...weekend with me? Alone."

Charlie smiled and I smiled back hoping that was a good sign.

"That sounds fun," she finally replied. "Under one condition."

My face dropped.

"What?"

"I drive," she answered and I sighed in relief. "I don't want to get thrown into some psycho's dungeon a hundred miles from nowhere with no way to get back."

"Charlie," I whined, "you think I could be a psycho?"

"Of course not, silly," and she leaned in to kiss me quickly. "But I'm still driving."

"Fine," I agreed, "and you still owe me a coffee."

I leaned in for a quick peck of my own not caring who saw us before turning to head to my car. My steps were lighter, I felt fantastic, and I couldn't stop smiling. I couldn't wait to tell Jim about today.