Mel softened into a nervous smile.
Brooke took the dildo that was offered to her by some girl named Candice or Cassie or Claire, it was something with a C, and smushed the suction cup base to the table in front of them, watching as the tall dick swayed with the weight of its girth.“And to answer your question, me.”
Anna’s mouth fell open ever so slightly, and a faint blush rose over her cheeks as a proud smile spread across her lips.
Mel let out a little cheer.“Fuck yeah, B.”
Brooke gave up and just let herself laugh at the whole ordeal. Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the fact that Mel had just called them legends. Maybe it was the fact that Anna was clearly ready to fight her mother should Sybil dare say anything. Whatever it was, Brooke wanted to actually be the rockstar Mel thought she was. And she wanted to see the look on Anna’s face when she agreed to a harness. Because even if this was a London fling, or simply just a horrible idea, the wheels were in motion and not a single ounce of Brooke wanted them to stop.
Brooke took a deep breath before she could chicken out.“But, Mel, I’m not letting you buy me a sex toy. I can buy my own thank you very much. Darling,” Brooke gestured around the room as the dildos were passed from girl to girl,“select a dick.” Well, that wasn’t her most elegant sentence ever, but it was already out. There was no turning back.
Anna launched herself at Brooke, wrapping her arms around Brooke's neck in the tightest hug.“I’m so fucking proud of you,” she whispered into the nape of Brooke's neck.
When they broke apart, Anna shot Brooke another coy smile.“Come on, Honey, you pick one, too.”
“Me? Why?” Brooke asked, nervously.
Anna pouted just a little, teasing.“Are you really never going to let me wear it?”
Mel’s eyes shot to Brooke.
“You’re really going to let your sister-in-law think I’m strictly a bottom?” Anna pushed.
“I never said you were strictly a bottom,” Brooke said, softer than necessary. She didn’t let her thoughts slip to what Anna might actually be in bed. All she knew is that she didn’t want to have actually hurt Anna’s feelings.“Darling, you’re not strictly a bottom.”
“So,” Anna asked, drawing out the‘o’for at least three syllables.“Can I wear it, too?”
Brooke’s eyes involuntarily shifted down to Anna’s lap. The thought of the other woman wearing a strap on, with Brooke's pleasure as the sole intent, made her mouth go dry and her free hand white knuckled the edge of her chair. She nodded quickly and looked around the room, her eyes searching for an acceptable dildo. The fact that they had only kissed twice, had never discussed what any of it meant, and even the fact that her mother was literally in the room with them was momentarily lost on her as her very painfully real desires seeped through.
Mel clapped excitedly.“I just have to say that I love you two.” She reached out and squeezed Brooke’s forearm excitedly.“God, Brooke you have no idea how glad I am that you came this week, and that you’re coming out of your shell. You know, when I told Nate that I’m bisexual his first thought was to tell me all about you and I’ve just wanted to meet you ever since.”
“Wait, you’re bi, too?” Anna asked, excitedly.
Brooke registered Anna’s question and immediately snapped her attention back to Anna. If the kisses hadn’t been enough, she solidly had this to tell Christine.
Mel nodded her head quickly.“Yeah. My only other serious relationship was with a woman.”
“That’s so awesome. I had no idea,” Anna said.“I feel like bi people get a bad rap. It’s always nice to meet another, solid, stable, bisexual.”
“Right? I feel the same way. Is Brooke your first female partner?” Mel asked.
Brooke blinked, trying to not be so incredibly obvious that she was listening intently for the answer.
“Technically,” Anna said.“I mean, I’ve known that I’m bi since puberty, but I was a bit of a late bloomer. I don’t know if my first kiss story was any indication. Brooke's been great though. She’s been more than happy to let me set the pace. Sometimes I feel like I might be rushing her, if I’m honest.”
Brooke stopped breathing. That was definitely real. They were tiptoeing around a very much needed conversation right now with a more than slightly drunk Mel right in the middle of it.
“That makes sense. No offense, B, but you’ve dealt with some trauma,” Mel said.
Brooke was beginning to wonder just how drunk Mel was. She couldn’t help but laugh. They were all pretty drunk at this point.“Yes, I suppose I have.”
“I’m just so glad you two found each other and are together now and happy,” Mel said. She pulled them both into a hug, which did not work at all given that they were all seated and Brooke was in the middle, but it did cause Brooke and Anna to be fully pressed together again, so Brooke wasn’t about to complain.
When their hug broke apart, Mel sighed.“Well, I should go do a lap. Maybe go check on your mother. Just so I can hear her reaction when you two make your purchase.” Mel shot them a wink as she stood and made her way to the next group of her friends.
Brooke and Anna sat there in silence, though it was filled with a heavy tension, it wasn’t uncomfortable. Brooke had a million questions. She wanted to know more about Anna’s sexuality, about her previous experiences. She wanted to know what that‘technically’had meant. But most importantly, she wanted to know if Anna actually had feelings for her or if this was all just for show.
By the time they made it home, Brooke, Anna, and Mel were all incredibly intoxicated. For someone who wasn’t really a fan of being drunk, Brooke had been drunk more times in the past two weeks than she had in the past few years combined. All she could think about was Anna kissing her, twice, and the oversized black bag they had that consisted of two dildos, a harness, and complementary lube.
