Jane had left the house, leaving a note on the living room table. That left the young couple alone once again. After putting on new clothes - Mia borrowed some from Claire, for her own were in need of washing - they had a meal together, talking and laughing like they had done ever so often. But after they finished eating, Mia felt it was time to go home. Though encouraged by what had happened in the shower, she was still exhausted and tired.
"I guess I'll see you next Friday then?", Claire asked, holding the door for the blonde.
"Yeah. Of course." Mia smiled as she stepped outside. "We'll play some video games and watch a movie... and maybe... play some other games, too." She blushed, but managed to establish eye contact.
Claire blushed as well, nervously pulling on the hem of her shirt. "Yeah. Sure, we could do that."
Mia nodded with a smile and turned around to walk back home.
"Tell your sister I said thanks.", Claire decided to call after her, getting a raised hand as a response.
The brunette closed the door, ready to get some sleep herself. And she knew exactly what she was going to dream about.
Jane didn't come home for the night. Considering what she had learned about the young woman not too long ago, Mia tried to tame her curiosity about where she was staying. Her parents didn't seem bothered at all. Of course, Jane was old enough to make her own decisions and as long as she was staying with a friend, who could possibly have any objections? She had always been the kind of sister that was admired by her younger siblings - her one sibling in this case - and mom and dad often talked about how proud they were of her, both their daughters.
"So how was your time with Claire?"
The question ripped Mia from her thoughts. She looked up at the woman she called her mother, her caught-off-guard-expression earning her an amused smile.
"Wonderful.", she answered truthfully, "In fact, I can't wait for next Friday..."
She continued eating while her thoughts now shifted to her girlfriend. And she felt very happy to call her that.
Claire threw her bag into the corner, rushing for the bathroom. She didn't have much time, Mia could be arriving at any time. She quickly slid off her clothes and turned on the water, washing off the sweat. Her plans for the rest of the day occupied her mind, blocking out the slight ache of her muscles. She imagined the blonde girl standing in front of her, imagined coils of rope gently pushing down on her skin, pinning her arms to her sides, leaving her helpless, unable to stop Claire from pressing their lips together, firmly holding her shapely body in her arms.
The ringing of her cell phone tore her away from her world of dreams. To her own embarrassment, she realized that she had been caressing her own chest. Hurriedly, she turned of the water, dried her hands and pulled her phone from her pants that were lying on the tiles.
"Hey, Claire, it's me."
The athlete's heart responded to the sound of Mia's voice. "Hey, you on your way yet?"
"I'm standing on your porch. I've been ringing the door bell for the past couple of minutes."
Claire blushed. Had she been that caught up?
"Sorry, I've been in the shower. I'll go get dressed and let you in."
Mia put her cell back into her pocket, pulling the jacket closer around her chest and folding her arms. It had gotten very cold and even though it was barely 5 p.m. it was already getting dark. Mia looked at the sky. Maybe it would start snowing soon. But without any snow, the cold was just a bother. She rubbed her legs together, shifting her weight from one to the other.
The door finally opened and Mia looked up to see her girlfriend with wet hair in comfortable gray pants and a black shirt. If she were to step outside, she would have caught a cold in no time. Quickly, Mia stepped in to save herself and her lover from the bitter cold, dropped her bags and kissed the brunette, laying her hands onto her shoulders. Claire responded by closing the door with one hand, while putting the other arm around Mia's waist. They stood for a few silent seconds, words sealed by one another's lips.
"Come on in.", Claire greeted after they parted.
"Glad to be here.", Mia smiled, taking off her wool hat, jacket and boots, leaving her with her jeans and a dark-blue sweater. "Got any plans set up?"
"I'll say." The athlete took her girlfriend's hand, leading her into the living room. The shutters were down, the only light came from the dim ceiling lamp. "Take a seat, I'll be right back."
Mia nodded and sat on the couch, resting her hands in her lap. There were candles on the table although they weren't lit. Some of them were placed in ceramics with a liquid above the wick, possibly the kind that smelled good when the candle was lit. Did Claire set it up for the evening or was it here by accident? Was there a way that it was here by accident.
The key turned in the lock of the front door, followed by the almost inaudible sound of bare feet on the carpet. Mia felt Claire sit down next to her before she even registered she had entered the room.
"Give me your arms." Mia felt a mix of nervousness and excitement well up inside of her as she followed the instruction, turning to face away from Claire as the other girl gently pulled her arms behind her back, starting to coil rope around her wrists. A familiar sensation crept up into her chest as Claire moved on to tightening the rope around her wrists and doing the same to her forearms. She had feared that the enjoyment would somehow escape her, but it was very much the opposite. With her mind much clearer and her feelings for Claire more defined, she felt like she could enjoy this even more than she already did. As if to defy her, Mia wiggled her arms, testing Claire's work. She could barely move, just as expected.
"Is this okay? Does anything hurt?"
Mia shook her head, once again pulling at the ropes. "No, it's fine. It's just right."
Claire was surprised at how calm Mia sounded. This wasn't awkward at all. This felt different from how it used to be. It felt better. Taking a third length of rope, she proceeded to tying Mia's arms to her torso, placing the rope just below her chest and another length just above it. Mia's breasts, before obscured by the sweater, were now clearly visible. Mia shifted a bit, once again testing the ropework.
"Are you done?" She looked over the shoulder to catch a glimpse of her captor.
Claire looked back at the other items she had brought downstairs, looked back at the girl in front of her and decided that she could still do something later on.
"That's it for now.", she answered, silently placing the rest of her stuff under the couch so Mia wouldn't see it too soon, spoiling the fun.
Mia turned, pulled her legs onto the couch and leaned onto Claire's shoulder, happily surrendering to her whim.