Maroon's feet were off the floor. Literally. She was dressed in a gorgeous party dress that stopped just above her knees. It was unsurprisingly, an orange dress with beige straps and beige patterns curly below her waist. The back of the dress revealed skin in slits that raced across her shoulders. She wore beautiful gold hoops that had a series of diamonds curving in and out of its thick shape. Her pedicured feet were strapped inside beige pumps that hadn't had the chance to clack around her apartment since Curiyel became a vicious tiger, waiting for the perfect time to attack her prey.
Maroon had her back against her apartment door, her thighs resting on Curiyel's shoulders, and her legs curling down Curiyel's back. She held onto the frame for her dear life as her mouth was torn open, moans becoming notes which floated throughout the apartment.
Curiyel rubbed her pussy as she stroked Maroon's. She licked and fondled the other woman who looked drop-dead-gorgeous in her party attire. She couldn't help herself. She'd watch Maroon prepare for a whole hour. She wasn't allowed to shower with her since Maroon did not, absolutely did not, want to be late because of sex. Curiyel felt even more tortured when she had to see Maroon pull the dress over her flowery bra and tight panties which made the shape of her ass even more noticeable.
It wasn't until Maroon was done that Curiyel decided to attack her, pushing the woman against the door and dropping on her knees to give her the best quickie of her life. Curiyel rubbed and pinched Maroon's clitoris, roughly tongue fucking and never stopping until Maroon screamed and acted on reflex. She grabbed Curiyel's head and held it between her thighs, feeling her body shake in spasms as she came across Curiyel's mouth and face.
Curiyel stroked her pussy to climax, feeling her fingers slippery and sticky. She shoved them into Maroon's mouth who gladly sucked them of Curiyel's juice. Maroon slid off Curiyel's shoulders and stood up, stepping out of her panties and quickly washing between her legs before finding a fresh pair to pull on.
Curiyel did the same, smiling to herself as Maroon ran through the apartment at just thirty minutes past eight.
"You planned this," Maroon accused.
"I did." Curiyel agreed, pulling her heels on tighter. She kissed Maroon tenderly.
The two women left the apartment at nine fifteen, after changing their panties for a second time.