The Protege - S01 E49

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The Protege - S01 E49

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 49

She was gone, I assumed to use the other bathroom to get ready for bed. I found myself pacing and nervous, so I climbed into bed to at least pretend to be calm.

After a few moments the door opened, and she peaked in.

"Hey." I said quietly.

"Are you sure..."

"Yes, get in here silly." I held the covers back for her.

She slid under the covers on her back and gripped the covers with both hands and brought them to her chin. She looked nervous and uncomfortable which made me wonder, why? Could she be having the same feelings?

"You're so warm Stacey, like a warm little teddy bear." I snuggled up to her and brought my knee up over her exposed thighs. Her skin was so smooth. She definitely shaved her legs that day. I placed my right-arm over her stomach enjoying the feel of her silk pajamas against my skin. My left arm was folded under my pillow as I rested my head on it and my chin touched her shoulder.

"I hope I'm not smothering you?" I said as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of her.

She seemed very tense with her hands clenching the comforter and shoved against her chin.

"As long as you're comfortable." She laughed and relaxed. "It is kind of nice to have someone to snuggle."

She rolled on her side to face me and bought her knee up between my legs and slid her arm over mine. We were now facing one another breasts touching legs intertwined and an arm around one another.

I looked into her blue eyes. With her amber hair framing her face, the blue color seemed even more intense.

"Thanks, so much Alecia, you've done so much for me, I can never repay you. She smiled.

Trying to lighten the mood and keep myself from doing something I might regret, I spoke out. "I'm so glad we're gonna be roomies again! This is awesome." I hugged her a little tighter and smiled.

I found myself quickly lost in her eyes, as she stared intently into mine. When she brought her hand up and gently caressed my cheek, I felt all control slipping away.

"Seriously Lecia, Thank you so much. If not for you, I would still be unemployed living at my parents. Instead, tomorrow I'm officially moving to Manhattan. I love you so much."

I wanted to kiss her so badly but dared not risk our friendship with such a reckless move. So, I did the only thing could think of. I yawned, dangerously close to her face and slowly blinked my eyes a few times, and pretended to drift off to sleep, but could not resist a few gentle strokes of my hand on her back as I feigned sleep.

I thought I could sense her looking at me but dared not open my eyes. One more dose of those blue eyes and cute round nose and I would lose all control. Her hand slowly traced over my exposed shoulder and down my arm, barely touching me. She continued up and down my arm for several minutes.

I laid there hoping she felt the same and would send me a clear signal that she wanted me in the same way. The subtle caress had to be a lover's touch I thought to myself. But it is just my arm, she could be just comforting a friend as they fell asleep. I so hoped that caress would slide off my arm and to my breasts and continue down to my warmer, wetter regions.

I slowly moved my thumb, back and forth on her back letting her know, I was awake and aware. But the signal never came, and the travel fatigue kicked in. I drifted off to sleep.

I woke to the sight of her blue eyes looking at me, again? Or did they never stop?

She smiled, "Good morning sunshine."

That had been a saying of ours. Neither of us were morning people nor could we understand how people like Robin Meade could be so cheery so early. I will chalk it up to morning haze, but completely without thought, I cupped her cheek leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. "Mmmm, Good Morning." I sighed.

As I was about to extend my tongue, I became conscious of my actions and pulled back to see her eyes closed and mouth slightly open. I immediately rolled over and looked at the clock. It was 10:17AM.

The kiss was far more than a peck but at least I controlled my tongue at the last second. Without looking back I rolled out and stood up. "Holly shit the Movers will be here soon."

I turned around and she laid there confused and disheveled. "I even told Ghalib we would use him for a shopping day. How soon can you be ready?"

She hesitated and thought. "30 minutes."

"OK, I'll let him know." I texted Ghalib and ran to the shower.

With all the activity of the day, we managed to avoid any discussion or sharing of thoughts about 'The Kiss", Saturday night the movers had moved everything and put it in its place including the clothing in her drawers and closets.

That evening she spent time putting things in final order and with her bed in place there were no awkward sleeping arrangements.

Ironically, as we showered. Cynthia began a new wave of sexual communications spurred on by my text the night before.

She had replied to my text earlier.

Cynthia: Business phone! Check your personal e-mail

About an hour later she sent another

Cynthia: You must be sleeping in?

At 11:15 replied from the cab.

Me: Sorry, just go this. Message received. :)

Crap, it didn't even occur to me when I sent the text the work phones are visible to the company.

I had a personal cell phone linked to my personal mail. When I pulled it up wow!

Cynthia: You miss me terribly?... See pic one. You owe me some attention Ms. Carmichael. See pic two. This should be your tongue!

Pic one was a photo from her Belly button to mid-thigh. She was wearing my pink thong with her hand inside. Her fingers were visible through the cloth except for the middle finger apparently penetrating her.