A/N: Again I wanted to update my stories but understand it may not be the best chapter, hopefully I'm getting there.

Don't judge Emily too harshly in this, she's not being particularly fair to Mel or Naomi but she is conflicted (yes I know its an easy thing to be when you're the one having your cake and eating it and as I've already said, I don't condone cheating, even though I'm writing about it).

She did miss Naomi while she was away and is trying to make things up to her.

Thanks for any reviews, as I said trying to get back in the swing of things but might be a bit rusty.

Emily PoV

I lay back on the bed and stared at my phone. I had an idea of a text to send Naomi but felt a bit bad as I'd spent the weekend with Mel.

Of course I'd missed Naomi, but it hadn't been as awful as I thought. Well ok, it wasn't great and yes, we'd had sex, just the once on Mel's Birthday, but I'd avoided a repeat performance much to her frustration. Jesus, I sound horrible, I went away with my girlfriend and spent the whole time thinking about my lover, wishing it was her I was there with. Actually, it wasn't her scene at all so I'd spent the whole time wanting to be back here.

Anyway, I was home now and planning for Naomi to come round this evening, or hopefully this afternoon. I smiled to myself and held the phone out. I took the photo and composed the message.

"I missed you and have a present for you..."

I didn't have to wait long for a reply.

"Jesus Christ Emily, are you serious?"

"Yes baby, ready and waiting..."

"I'll be over as soon as I can get away..."

The doorbell rang and I quickly made my way down the hallway. I hoped Naomi liked the surprise I had for her and, like me, had spent most of the afternoon lost in a series of fantasies after my text earlier. I opened the door and smiled at the blonde before me.

"Come in." I said with a slight frown as she brushed past me.

She looked worked up, but not in the way I intended her to be.

I followed her into the lounge where I found her pacing agitatedly, I pulled her towards me but she resisted. "What's wrong?"

Naomi stared at me, her eyes narrow, "dunno Em. Probably nothing with you..."

"Naoms? What's the matter, I thought you'd be happy to see me. I've missed you."

A small snort escaped, "yeah, sure you have. Missed me so much while you were away for the best weekend ever with your girlfriend."

I sighed, "It's not like you didn't know where I was nor who I was with."

"Oh no, I heard all about it." She replied bitterly.

I hung my head, "Sorry, I've told Mel not to talk about us at work..."

"Well the message clearly hasn't got through, all I've heard all afternoon is how amazing the spa was, how thoughtful and kind you were, blah fucking blah." Naomi spat at me.

"Oh babe, come on, let it go, please?" I tried to limit the damage.

"You know what Em? I'm not sure I can deal with this." She pinched the bridge of her nose.

Shit.

"Naomi, I am sorry. But believe me, I thought about you the whole weekend, I wished it was us there, not me and Mel. Actually, you'd have thought it was tossy, so I wished I was with you here, just the two of us. I did miss you and I constantly thought about you." I reasoned.

Naomi stared at me, "really? Before, during, or after 'the fantastic sex'."

I snorted, "look, yes I slept with Mel, but it was once and not 'fantastic'."

"Not how she described it." Naomi replied petulantly.

"Sweetheart, I can't change the fact we had sex, I also can't change the fact Mel told you it was great, but it really wasn't, it was ok and the only reason I came at all was because I was thinking about you." I said exasperatedly.

Naomi looked at her hands, "I'm not sure if that makes me feel better or worse."

I tipped her chin, she stared unsurely at me, "better I hope... And I couldn't wait to see you..."

"Hmmm," She said quietly as she pulled me into a kiss, "God I missed you, I was bored shitless."

I smiled as we broke apart, "I honestly don't want Mel to say anything to you, I'd never be that cruel."

Naomi shrugged, "Yeah, I know, it's just..."

"I know and it doesn't make me feel any better to say this but it's all in her head Naomi. What happened this weekend was pleasant enough, but it didn't even come close to being with you."

"Is that right?" She said with a cheeky grin as she sat down on one of the dining chairs.

"Nowhere near." I confirmed as she pulled me onto her lap and I leant down to capture her lips with mine.

She murmured as my tongue requested entrance and soon we were duelling for supremacy. I lost that particular battle as soon as Naomi untucked my shirt and softly stroked my lower back causing goosebumps to break out across my exposed flesh as her hands roamed freely. I let out a moan as her hands inched higher and higher, all the time caressing my skin. Naomi knew she was teasing me, her progress was agonisingly slow and it felt like forever until I felt my breasts being gently cupped.

She gasped, "You're not... wearing... a bra."

I pulled back so I was staring directly at her, "I'm not wearing any underwear..."

Her eyebrow raised, "nothing?"

"Not a jot." I clarified as she began to undo my shirt buttons, "I've been waiting for you all day."

She smiled as my shirt was roughly opened, "Christ, I'm sorry I couldn't get away earlier..."

I shrugged as she squeezed my tits, gripping them firmly, flicking across my nipples, tugging them into harder peaks until my back arched towards her. "I thought the text message was pretty self explanatory."

Naomi chuckled as she began sucking each nipple in turn, rolling them around her mouth, flicking them with her tongue more and more rapidly as I gripped her shoulders.

"Did you come? This afternoon after you sent the text?"

I shook my head, "like I said, I've been waiting for you."

"Hmmm, quite the display of self control." She replied as her hands moved up my thigh, slowly pushing my skirt as she continued to tease me, "You do realise my afternoon was a write off after that?"

I grinned back, "that was sort of the point, I thought it might persuade you to come round sooner."

Naomi laughed, "I didn't really need tempting, but the picture was welcome all the same. Although I was very glad I was alone when I looked at it, I'm pretty sure I drifted off for about five minutes, imagining what you were doing."

"Now you don't have to imagine anything, it's all waiting for you in my room." I went to get up but Naomi had other ideas.

"Not so fast, I haven't finished here yet." She said as she finally reached the wetness pooling between my thighs.

I moaned in slight frustration as she continued with her slow strokes, always going near but not reaching my clit, "do you know how close I've been all afternoon? Sitting here getting wetter and wetter at the thought of you fucking me."

"And yet you didn't do anything about it. I'm not sure I'd have the patience if I was alone in my flat, I'm pretty sure I'd have got myself off." Naomi said with a glint as her fingertips continued to gently stroke.

"I wanted you to do it," I uttered as my back arched towards her. "I wanted you to..." My hips pressed down, "Ohh yeah... Jesus..."

Naomi took my nipple into her mouth again and tugged it sharply as she finally reached my clit. Then she repeated her actions on the other nipple while pressing her fingers more firmly against me.

"Oh Christ... I'll come soon... If you don't stop..."

"Babe, we both know I'm not going to stop." She whispered as she shifted her hand and I felt two fingers slip effortlessly inside me. "Do you know why?"

"Because... you've... been thinking about it... all afternoon." For some unknown reason, given the level of distraction, I was still able to piece together something vaguely coherent.

Her hand shifted and Naomi began to move her fingers in and out. "Partly because I've been imagining it." She confirmed, "but that's not the main reason."

Let's be honest I didn't really give a toss why she was fucking me like this before we even got to the bedroom. I'd been like a coiled spring all afternoon, so it was hardly a surprise I was already on the verge of what promised to be a mind blowing orgasm.

"but mostly because when I get you into the bedroom, I want to put it on and slowly slide it into you, inch by inch, until you take it all. I want to do that repeatedly, over and over until you can't stand it anymore and are pleading with me for release. It'll take a lot longer if I've already made you come."

"Oh shit..." I uttered as thrust back against her hand "Naomi... Please..."

A whimper escaped my throat as Naomi picked up her pace, her fingers moving increasingly rapidly while her other hand pressed against my clit. My head began to spin as the tingling sensation started at the tips of my toes before coursing up my body.

"Agggghhhhh... Oh God...Yes..." I threw my head back and, as Naomi wished, the room was soon reverberating to the guttural sounds of my release as I gripped her shoulders tightly to stop myself from falling.

My chest was heaving uncontrollably as I sat panting in her lap while she slowed but didn't stop her stroking hands until she was quite sure I had completely finished. I began to giggle.

"Now, that... that was amazing sex..."

Naomi smiled smugly, "that, Ms Fitch, was just the start, by the time I've finished with you, you won't know what day of the week it is."

I raised my eyebrow, "I'm already struggling. I suggest we have dinner first because I think we need to keep our strength up."

She leaned over and kissed me, "sounds like a plan."

I stood up and began to do up my shirt while wriggling my skirt back down. Naomi stopped me halfway.

"Oy! It's a health and safety risk to cook half naked you know." I admonished with a smile.

"I think everything's a risk were you're concerned." Naomi quipped back wryly.

I was just about to come back with a cheeky comment when the door buzzer went. I looked puzzled, I wasn't expecting anyone tonight, I'd made sure no one from work contacted me because I didn't want anything to interrupt my night with Naomi. The buzzer went again as I made my way down the hall.

"Er, hello?" I answered cautiously.

"Babe, it's me."

"Shit! It's Mel." I whispered to a remarkably calm Naomi.

The buzzer went again, "yes?"

"Emily, the door's still shut." Mel said exasperatedly.

I pressed the door release, "She's going to be here any second, you have to hide. I'll try to get rid of her as quickly as I can."

"I'll wait for you in the bedroom then shall I? I presume Mel won't be going in there." Naomi said sarcastically.

"Of course she won't, go on shoo," I propelled her out of the door while taking a last look round the living room to make sure there were no indications that I hadn't been alone. Luckily I'd kept my laptop on so could easily pretend I'd been working. I finished buttoning up my shirt on the way to the door and ran a hand through my hair to make it look less disheveled. I needed to get rid of Mel quickly but without raising her suspicions.

I tried to look casual as I opened the door. Mel was just climbing the last flight of stairs, she smiled as she approached, "Hey baby, you look nice, are they new?"

"What? Pft, these old things. I've had them ages, absolutely ages." Yeah, that's it Emily really cool, this won't raise any suspicions at all will it?

"Ok, I get it, they're not new. I wasn't checking up on you, you can spend money on whatever you like. It's just normally when you work from home you slob about in trakkies and a hoodie."

I shrugged nonchalantly, "I just fancied a change today, it's easier to get into work mode if I dress the part."

She leant in to kiss me and I briefly pecked her on the lips before following her down the corridor to the lounge.

"Something smells good." Mel stated as she flopped on the sofa.

"I fancied a casserole so I prepped it earlier." See, I'd even opted for a dinner that wouldn't interrupt us tonight. "What brings you round Mel? I thought I told you I was pretty busy today and would need to work late."

"Yeah, I know you did, but I just thought we could take up where we left off over the weekend." Mel said suggestively.

I had to play this carefully, in all likelihood Naomi would be listening in, "look I'm sorry Mel, but I meant it when I said I was busy, that's why I told you not to come around."

Mel rolled her eyes, "Oh come on Em, you always say you've got work to do but I can always persuade you."

"Not this time Mel, I need to finish something for tomorrow so I can't have any interruptions." I stated plainly again.

A look of annoyance appeared on her face, "You're serious? I've come all the way over to surprise you and you're going to kick me out? You've made enough casserole for an army so why can't I at least stay for dinner?"

"I was planning to eat and work at the same time." That's it Emily, not too insistent but firm.

Mel stared at me, "I knew the weekend was too good to be true."

"What's that supposed to mean?" I tried to keep my voice neutral.

"I don't understand you Emily,"

I shrugged, "not really my problem is it hun?"

She looked at me and sighed, "you're a bitch, all I've done is try to be nice."

"No, all you've done is ignore what I asked, not the same."

"Fuck you Emily. Hope you enjoy the casserole." She spat at me as she stormed from the room.

I closed the door, or rather pressed against it as Mel slammed it shut behind her. I leant against the wall and rubbed my temples. Ok so maybe I'd been dismissive but the blonde was in my bedroom, how the hell else was I supposed to behave?

I sighed and made my way down the hall, I pushed the bedroom door open and whispered, "Naomi? She's gone, you can come out."

There was silence so I entered the room, it was empty, but the carefully laid out bed I'd arranged was clear, I shivered involuntarily. "Naomi?"

I suddenly felt a presence behind me and a pair of hands gripped my arms to my side, I moaned softly as I felt a warm body press against me. One of her hands reached up and, once again, undid my shirt.

"You took your time." She whispered huskily as she cupped my exposed breasts.

I leaned back towards her, my mind blank and barely able to form a sentence as she rolled my nipples between her fingertips. I felt something press into my back and smiled, "Oh shit, someone's prepared..."

She laughed, "I had to have something to keep me occupied and I want to make sure you're only thinking about me."

I bit my lip as my back arched, "believe me, these days I only ever think about you."

Her hands pinched my nipples and I moaned as she bit into my shoulder. I was manoeuvred across the room. I pressed myself against the bed and moaned again when Naomi pushed my skirt over my hips. How the hell had I kidded myself that once a week vanilla sex was ok? Naomi and I had always fucked wantonly, sometimes in pretty public places but even when it was in privacy it always had an element of charged excitement and I was desperate for her to take me.

I felt her breath, hot against my neck, "oh God, you really want this don't you?"

I nodded as her hands rubbed across my exposed flesh. She reached down and opened me, at first teasing, her fingertips stroking across my clit, tickling it into a harder and harder peak.

"Oh Naomi... Yes...that's it baby..."

"Someone's had an interesting afternoon." She said with a chuckle. "Not that I couldn't tell from the photo."

"I think you making me come in the lounge helped." I growled as I began to thrust back towards her.

Her fingers continued to stroke as I felt the tip of the strap on I'd carefully laid on the bed pushing against my entrance. I waited for her to enter me inch by inch, as she'd promised, but there was nothing slow or teasing as she thrust deeply inside me. Naomi's hands moved back to my tits as she tugged my nipples while pushing inside me again.

"Oh Jesus..." I uttered as I pushed myself upwards off the bed.

"No baby, just me..." Naomi replied as her hips jerked faster and faster.

My legs gave way and my head connected with my forearms on the duvet as Naomi sensed I was close.

"Oh babe... yessss..."

Her fingers rubbed insistently across my clit as she pressed into me, she moaned against me as I tensed up ready for my impending orgasm, "you are magnificent, so fucking beautiful..."

"Shitting hell... Oh yeah...I'm coming Naomi..." And I did, a beautiful blaze of technicolour, every muscle in my body spasming as I cried out while she fucked me, not pressing too hard but enough to prolong the feeling as I continued to push back against her.

My breath came in short bursts as I calmed down. Naomi gently pulled out of me and hugged me to her "Em, I'm sorry..." Her voice trembled.

I began to laugh, "what for?"

"Being... rough..." She said falteringly.

I turned over and drew her too me "you're kidding right? That was unbelievable."

Naomi looked at me unsurely, "so you're ok?"

I laughed, "yes...of course... that was... actually I don't really know how to describe it..put it this way, it was far better than I imagined this afternoon..."

She grinned, "really? I thought the photo was self explanatory."

"It was." I put the dildo in my hand and guided the tip to my entrance. "And so was your promise."

Naomi's eyebrow raised, "again?"

I nodded, "I still want to watch you fuck me slowly."

Naomi smiled as she refastened the harness, "inch by inch it is."

I ran my hands up her back as she pressed into me, "you don't have to go that slowly..."

I woke up and glanced at the clock, Naomi didn't have to work today, she'd taken some holiday in an almost psychic knowledge that we'd be up most of the night when we saw each other again. My clients could wait so I smiled as I realised we could pretty much spend the whole day in bed. I turned to look at her, she was serenely sleeping, worn out after last nights exertions.

When I'd texted her in the afternoon I had all sorts of dirty thoughts and plans echoing around my brain. I hadn't imagined anything close to being fucked so spectacularly not once but twice.

Now don't get me wrong, I loved her fingers and tongue working me higher, it was certainly the best way of coming in my book. But there was something about the dildo, the depth of sensation. I'd never let anyone else do it, only Naomi and by God she'd delivered on an almighty scale yesterday.

She said she wanted to fuck me slowly, inch by inch, until I begged for release. And she did exactly as she'd promised. She made me watch as she entered me, gradually going deeper until the whole thing was inside me. Then she rocked her hips, agonisingly slowly, rubbing against my walls, creating enough pressure for it to feel good but not enough to make me come. She kept that up for almost 20 minutes, bringing me closer and closer until she slowed down again. I tried not to beg, but she bloody well knew I would. Eventually after I was almost close enough to scream I grabbed her arse and thrust her inside me while I pleaded to come. Thankfully she relented and fucked a welcome and incredibly noisy orgasm out of me.

Naomi removed the strap on and we kissed and cuddled, naked, sweaty flesh bound together in post coital bliss. I tried to touch her, I wanted Naomi to feel the sense of elation I was currently experiencing, but she sighed contentedly and said she was tired. We fell asleep in each other's arms, something that I'd missed, and never replicated, since we'd split up.

She stirred slightly and kicked the duvet off. Now this wasn't fair. I was awake and faced with a totally naked blonde in bed beside me, nothing was covered, she was lying prone on the mattress, one arm behind her head, the other resting on her thigh. Her legs were tantalisingly open, not wide exactly but just enough so I'd have access.

The heat between my legs grew as I stared at her, she hadn't orgasmed last night, I came twice, surely there was some sort of balance that needed redressing?

I gingerly reached over and ran my fingertip over her stomach, the muscles rippled beneath me and a contented sigh came from Naomi's mouth. I continued my journey as I travelled south, my fingertips gently working towards the area that was emanating heat.

I wanted to taste her. She'd fucked me senseless last night, firstly semi roughly then much more deliberately until I begged her. Naomi hadn't come but I was pretty sure she'd been close. She must still be wet and ready to be taken.

I leaned down and opened her up. I was right, moist to the point she glistened and by Christ her clit was hard as stone, she was ready. I licked my lips and moved my tongue into place. I flicked across her clit a couple of times, not particularly hard but insistent enough to register. Naomi moaned softly.

Then I pressed harder, rubbing my tongue more firmly across her clit and in between running it up and down as I lapped up her juices. She moaned more loudly as I continued to flick and her arms reached behind her and she grabbed the headboard slats as her hips pushed off the bed. I pressed my fingertips against her entrance as her hips jerked towards me again.

"Fuck... Ohhhh... Yesss..." she whispered.

I smiled as I entered her with one, then two, fingers. She moaned loudly and one of her hands left the headboard and pressed my head tighter into her, I responded by grazing my teeth across her clit while continuing the thrusting of my fingers. My tongue flicked rapidly as Naomi pushed herself towards me.

"Oh God... Em please..."

I sucked her clit causing her to hiss and I felt her grip my fingers, pulling them deeper inside; I curled them and rubbed against her walls.

"Fuck Em...I'm going to... Oh good God..."

I sucked her clit and with a final thrust made her come. The series of moans escaping her throat told me I had more than made up for last night. Naomi lay panting as she finally opened her eyes. I smiled and ran my tongue across her clit a final time. She spasmed.

"Good morning." I said with a grin.

"You're telling me, this is a bloody excellent morning." She said with an equally wide grin.

"Not a bad way to be woken up?" I asked.

"Nope, one of the best."

"And you're on holiday today?" I asked.

Naomi stared at me, "Yep, I'm all yours, what did you have in mind?"

I pulled the duvet over us, "Well gorgeous, I don't have any meetings planned so I'm sure we can think of something..."

She laughed and moved on top of me; she began to grind against me, "hmmm, I'm sure we can..."