Her Part 2
She didn't sleep well that night. She woke up feeling frustrated. The last thought she'd had before falling asleep was of Lisa's elegant fingers gently gliding down between the space between her breasts past her stomach. Her dreams were cloudy but she couldn't shake the feeling that they were of the raunchy variety, especially when she walked to the bathroom and felt a wetness between her thighs. She showered and checked her phone. Four texts awaited her from Lisa. Two from the night before, making sure she'd gotten home okay, and two from this morning. The first asked again if she was okay, the second offered coffee. As she was replying, a call from the woman herself came through.