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“Is it selfish of me to be happy that your Sundays are free again?” she asked, placing a hand directly on Vanessa’s thigh through the opening in her robe. Vanessa felt heat spread from Megan’s hand and settle between her legs. She took a breath before speaking.

“No, not selfish,” she said, “I want to spend Sundays with you too.”

“I sense a but coming.”

“Buuuut…I need you to realize that I may not be up for doing much on Sundays. Most likely, I’ll just want to enjoy not having anything to do on Sundays.”

Megan’s fingers were now slowly stroking Vanessa’s thigh, almost absentmindedly. Vanessa wanted to chastise Megan, tell her that this was a serious conversation about Vanessa’s one day off during the week.

“Keep going, I’m listening,” Megan said innocently. But she slid her hand further up Vanessa’s thigh.

Vanessa swallowed.

“Well, I was just going to say that on Sundays I might not be good company, that’s all.”

“Are you trying to keep me away?” Megan asked, pouting.

“No! Not at all! Of course I’d want to see you.”

“To fuck?”

Vanessa waited a heartbeat before responding.

“Yes.”

“Because that’s all we’re about, right?” Megan asked.

I don’t know anymore.

Vanessa stared at Megan, not saying anything.

“Vanessa?” Megan prodded, quirking one eyebrow.

Vanessa nodded.

“Yeah, because that’s all we’re about,” she said.

Megan nodded also.

“So, what’s the problem?”

“There’s no problem,” Vanessa assured her with a slight hitch to her voice because Megan’s sneaky fingers were now playing along the hem of the panties Vanessa had put on after getting out of bed.

“Keep going,” Megan said. “What will you do with the rest of your Sunday after I’ve done what I want with you?”

Vanessa laughed.

“Have I told you how cute you are?” she said. “Anyway, I’d probably just veg out on the couch all day mindlessly scrolling through Pinterest or having a Star Trek movie marathon.”

Megan’s face lit up. “Oh my God, you’ve totally described my perfect Sunday,” she said.

“Seriously?” Vanessa asked, chuckling.

“Totally! Or maybe a marathon of all those cheesy zombie movies Netflix has.”

Vanessa laughed again. She looked at Megan and for a few moments was actually able to ignore the building pleasure in her center due to Megan’s toying fingers.

She decided to take a risk.