Spencer shook off her flip flops and stripped out of her pants in a second.  She climbed naked on all forwards towards the bartender.  Vanessa smiled.  “You’re a little drunk.” 

Spencer pursed her lips.  She straddled Vanessa who gazed back at Spencer with raw desire.  Spencer replied with only one word:  “Yes.”

Vanessa grabbed Spencer and rolled on top of her so that Vanessa was now the one straddling Spencer.  She leaned down and nibbled on Spencer’s bottom lip, ran her tongue between Spencer’s lips, begging for entrance.  The blonde parted her lips and the brunette’s tongue slid through hungrily.  Moans escaped into each other’s mouths and hands roamed eagerly.  Spencer’s hand slipped underneath Vanessa’s negligee, and dragged her fingertips along Vanessa’s smooth, defined abs.  Her fingertips left the brunette’s abs and traveled south until she saw the other girl’s eyes go wide.  Circling the area for a moment, she soon let her fingers slide further south into slick folds. 

“Ahhhhhhhhh,” Vanessa whimpered.  Her eyes rolled into the back of her head; her breathing began to quicken. 

Realizing her arm was starting to cramp as she lay on her back with Vanessa straddling her, Spencer quickly flipped Vanessa onto the bed and Spencer rolled on top of her.  “Uh.”

“Hey, you okay?” Vanessa asked, looking concerned.

“Yeah, fine.  Just…head…alcohol.” 

“We can stop…?”

Spencer shook her head violently and then realized that was a bad idea.  She steadied herself again, and then rolled onto her left side, facing Vanessa. 

“Are you sure, Spence?  I saw what happened tonight.”

Spencer narrowed her eyes.  “Fuck Ashley.” 

“It’s been two years, Spence, since Tokyo.  Don’t you pfink isk abut dime…?” 

Spencer reached up and shoved her pointer finger against Vanessa’s mouth, muffling the end of the sentence.    “Shhh.  Do you want to fuck or not?”  Spencer grabbed Vanessa by the waist and pulled her closer, pressing her lips to Vanessa’s before the brunette had a chance to answer.  The blonde’s hand reached down and continued its actions from a moment ago. 

Vanessa moaned.  Automatically, her own fingers reached over and slipped into the blonde’s wet folds.  One long stroke, then another, and then both girls’ bodies began to move rhythmically, matching their fingers’ motions.