Emily is given a cryptic warning about helping her to "stay put" before it's time for her next therapy appointment. It seems that, after two weeks of denial, even a simple ride on the bus can have its issues.

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“Why is she in your room!?” Emily hissed almost as soon as the door was closed and she was able to pull her head back from her wife’s breast. A little watery milk dribbled out the corner of her mouth.

“That’s not your business.” Amelia replied as she tried to push Emily back on to her nipple

“It is!” Emily managed to pull away and roll off Amelia’s lap. The new diaper crackled underneath her onesie.

Amelia closed her eyes as she stood up, in front of her Emily was standing and looking confused and worried. She knew she was negotiating tricky waters. A lot had changed for Emily and whilst Amelia was pretty certain her wife wouldn’t do more than pout, she needed to make the transition she was planning as seamless as possible. She was so close to getting everything that she wanted but she had to be careful not to push too far or too hard. She turned around to see Emily looking at her with anxiety.

“Do you really want to know?” Amelia asked.

“Y…Yes?” Emily stuttered. Her answer was more of a question, it seemed even she wasn’t sure if she wanted to hear what was truly going on.

“Sit down.” Amelia said.

As Amelia sat back down on the bed, she was amused to see that Emily quickly dropped to the floor in front of her. There had been a time when Emily would fight every instruction tooth and nail but now, she couldn’t follow instructions quick enough. She looked up at Amelia like a child waiting to hear some bad news. The fact Amelia had managed to move her wife into such a position was a surprise even for her, she had always half-expected Emily to wake up and stop what was going on but it still hadn’t happened.

“I meant on the bed, but perhaps down there is more appropriate.” Amelia smirked as she perched on the edge of the mattress.

“What’s going on?” Emily demanded without moving from her cross-legged position on the floor.

“Catherine and I…” Amelia hesitated. She was trying to thread a dense minefield in what she said, “You know we’re old friends, right?”

Emily nodded.

“Well, we used to be a bit more than that.” Amelia smiled, “Back in college we were together for a little while.”

Amelia saw Emily’s face change to shock. The diapered woman’s mouth dropped open and her eyes seemed to nearly pop out of her skull. Amelia had always wondered if Emily had suspected anything about her past relationship with the therapist but now she knew that clearly she’d been completely in the dark. She hadn’t even tried to hide it most of the time, Emily was usually just too self-absorbed to notice anything that didn’t immediately affect her.

“You… You did!?” Emily gasped.

“So, Catherine and I want to…” Ameia waved her hand in front of her as if trying to find the words, ““Catch up”, if you know what I mean.”

Emily was looking up at Amelia with an expression that was almost unreadable. It was hard to tell what she was thinking at all. Amelia wasn’t even sure if Emily was getting the gist of what she was saying.

“Are you going to be a good girl and stay in your bedroom?” Amelia asked.

“Why do I have to do that?” Emily asked indignantly.

“I don’t want you to get into any mischief when I’m not looking.” Amelia replied with a shrug.

“I don’t… Why would I!?” Emily pouted.

“Just be a good girl and maybe you’ll get a reward later.” Amelia said.

Amelia had to smile as she saw Emily’s face change. To reinforce her meaning she leaned down and squeezed the front of the diaper a couple of times. Emily hadn’t been let out of her cage since it had first been put on her and Amelia had no doubt the promise of getting just that would make her obedient, just as intended. She could see Emily’s face run through several different emotions before she seemed to sag in defeat to her libido.

“And what are you going to be doing?” Emily asked.

“I told you.” Amelia stood up and tussled the top of Emily’s head, “Catching up.”

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“So, what did-… Oh!” Catherine started to speak as Amelia closed the bedroom door behind her.

Amelia was so revved up from their date that she wasn’t going to waste breath with any more words. She practically leapt on top of Catherine and immediately locked their lips together. Her tongue started exploring and met no resistance, in fact it seemed to be welcomed in as Catherine moaned against her.

Their bodies pressed together as Amelia forced Catherine back against the bed. It had been years since they had been together, and Amelia had been missing it. The passion she got when being intimate with Catherine was unlike anything Emily could give her. She could feel the therapist’s breasts pressing against her own and it only excited her more. Without removing her lips from Catherine’s face, she started undressing herself. She pulled down on her pants and as soon as they were around her knees Catherine was reaching forward to the press her hands against the panties. It was Amelia’s turn to moan.

Just as Amelia was unbuttoning her top Catherine pulled back away from her. Their faces finally separated as they both panted, Amelia could see Catherine’s face was red but she was looking away from her.

“We… We shouldn’t…” Catherine whispered, “Emily is right next door. Y-You can’t just cheat on her!”

“We both want this.” Amelia said softly as she ran a hand down the side of Catherine’s face.

“Yes, but…” Catherine started.

“So stop overthinking things for once.” Amelia smiled, “Just enjoy yourself and let me worry about Emily.”

“But…” Catherine didn’t get more than one word out before Amelia was on top of her again.

Amelia flopped down on to the bed next to Catherine and her hand slithered up her blouse to feel those delightful breasts that had been denied to her for so long. It was as if she could feel her friend’s concerns melting away as the therapist’s body seemed to melt into Amelia’s arms.

The pair of them gradually got undressed. A slow process when neither seemed able to keep their hands off the other for very long. Soon though they were naked and writing against each other on top of the covers. It was like nothing had ever happened, like no time had passed since they had last been together like that. The smells, the feel, everything remained the same.

“Take me…” Catherine breathed into Amelia’s ears.

Amelia didn’t need the encouragement. She lowered herself down Catherine’s body licking and kissing every inch of her. She felt her friend’s akin flutter against her touch until she was down between her legs. Amelia licked her lips as she looked at the folds between Catherine’s legs, she could see stickiness oozing from her, obvious excitement and anticipation of what was to come.

Amelia leaned forwards with her tongue outstretched, she tasted her girlfriend’s juices and felt her snatch tremble at the merest touch. Catherine whined with need.

“Patience.” Amelia smirked, “I forgot how submissive you could be…”

“Please…” Catherine breathed, “I need you!”

Amelia was tempted to make a comment about how Catherine wasn’t so worried about Emily now but decided to hold her tongue. There was no reason to confuse matters. The fact that Emily was just down the hall sitting in her bedroom was only making Amelia more excited.

Tongue-first Amelia pushed forward to give her squirming friend exactly what she wanted. She remembered this so well despite not having a partner with a vagina since the last time she had been with Catherine. Like riding a bike, it all came back to her. Her tongue forced its way into the moaning woman’s slit as she started eating her out. Catherine’s back arched as Amelia’s nose tickled her clit, her arms going out and grabbing at the corners of the sheets.

“Oh… god…” Catherine moaned in between deep breaths.

Amelia was so turned on she thought she might be able to cum without even being touched as she sloppily worked her tongue over Catherine’s vagina. Her mouth filled with the juices of her sex as her arms wrapped around the writhing woman’s thighs so she could keep her face in the right place. It seemed like Catherine was trying to hold back from making too much noise. Could Emily hear what was happening? Amelia didn’t know but the thought drove her crazy.

“You like that?” Amelia asked as she pulled her face away, licking lips smeared with Catherine’s sticky liquid.

Catherine could do little more than nod as she bit her bottom lip.

“When was the last time you were with a woman?” Amelia asked.

“It’s been… a while.” Catherine admitted.

“Well, time to get you re-acquainted.” Amelia smirked as she shifted position. She sat up with her legs dangling over the edge of the bed facing the door, “It’s your turn. On your knees.”

Amelia’s instructions seemed to make Catherine swell with arousal. She slipped sideways off the bed and dropped to her knees instantly. She shuffled forwards between Amelia’s legs as she leant back but propped herself on her elbows watching.

As Catherine moved in and Amelia felt the warmth of her breath she closed her eyes. A second later her own pussy was being eaten out in a way that Emily could never hope to match. Catherine’s hand was between her own legs whilst the other held on to Amelia tightly.

“You certainly haven’t forgotten how to do this either.” Amelia said as she tossed her head back and looked up at the ceiling, “Up a bit… A bit more… There we go…”

Catherine ate Amelia out with an intensity Emily had never managed. Just the eagerness alone was pushing Amelia up the slope towards climax. She started pushing her crotch into Catherine’s face and lowered a hand to hold her head in place as she rode her. She let out a breathy moan, not bothering to keep her voice down too much. She was almost daring Emily to come in and stop her. It felt like a test. Emily must’ve known what she had been hinting at earlier and if she was going to just let it happen it represented another move into her rightful place.

Amelia only allowed Catherine to pull back when she was approaching the point of no return. She saw the therapist, usually so composed and proper, now kneeling on the floor panting and with her hair everywhere. She was staring at Amelia’s pussy as if it was a gourmet meal that she wanted to dive straight back into. She looked amazing.

“Do you… Do you still have…” Catherine bashfully looked away.

Amelia knew exactly what she was talking about. A toy used on special occasions that they both loved. She stood up and walked around to her closet, the part she had hidden away for years, the corner with a sealed box kept more in hope than any expectation. She pulled it out and placed it on the bed. Fortunately, she had had the foresight to keep everything wrapped up and placed in air-sealed bags so despite the passage of years they were still clean and hadn’t degraded at all.

It was into this box of tricks that Amelia reached and when she withdrew her hand she was clutching something long and pink that had Catherine blushing and smiling in equal measure. It was a very special double-ended dildo. Two very realistic looking pink cocks were attached on a hinge that allowed to people with vaginas to have sex and both feel as though they were being penetrated. Amelia enjoyed the toy, but it had always been one of Catherine’s favourites, back in college she had been able to get the woman to do practically anything if she promised to break the toy out later in the day.

“I can’t believe you kept it.” Catherine said as she got up on to the bed. She stared at the toy as if it was some ancient item of worship.

“Well, it doesn’t take up much room.” Amelia said with a smile.

“Why DID you keep it?” Catherine asked. That intellectual curiosity shining through even in moments like the one they were in.

“It reminds me of good memories.” Amelia said as she looked down at the dildo, “And perhaps I always thought that one day I would get to use it again.”

“R-Really?” Catherine’s eyes flew wide, “Even when I was with Jack?”

“Babe, you’re very cute but you aren’t the only person in the world with a vagina.” Amelia laughed.

Catherine smiled as well but she didn’t take her eyes off the toy. It may not have seen use recently, but Amelia’s remembered perfectly what to do. It was hardly rocket science after all. She took the lube she always kept in her bedside drawer and squeezed some on to both ends of the rubber dick. Catherine got into position, her legs open, impatience obvious on her face.

Amelia lined up one end of the toy with her own slickened entrance and slid it halfway inside. She couldn’t help gasping a little, she was unused to something so big, Emily simply couldn’t compare. She didn’t try to push it any further, instead she lined up the other side with Catherine’s slit. She slowly started to ease herself forwards and saw Catherine close her eyes as she was breached.

The joy of this toy was that as you pushed into your partner it was pushed into yourself as well. So, when Amelia started to push forwards, she was rewarded and moaned as the dildo rubbed against her insides.

“Ah, it was so… hot.” Catherine moaned as she arched her back. Her eyes closed and her voice shaking slightly, “S-Seeing you feed Emily!”

“Uh huh.” Amelia grunted. She was slowly easing into a rhythm of moving forwards and backwards giving them both pleasure. It turned Amelia on as well. Her breasts had beads of milk on the end of her nipples still.

“Y-You never told me you were doing that.” Catherine bit her lip. Yet again her hands were clutching at the sheets.

“Maybe you should… give it a try.” Amelia said, pausing only as the fake cock rubbed a particularly sensitive area. She bit her lip and let out a low chuckle, “Or maybe you’d rather be in Emily’s position.”

Catherine moaned louder though whether it was at the naughty suggestion or the physical sensations Amelia couldn’t be sure. The pace was starting to pick up and the bed creaked a little as Amelia pushed into Catherine. Soon they had reached a quick but steady rhythm. Catherine’s legs wrapped around Amelia’s hips as she tried to draw her lover further into her.

Soon Amelia and Catherine’s bodies, shimmering in a sheen of sweat, were pressed together. They were kissing each other almost mindlessly, driven by passion that caused the rest of the world to vanish around them. Catherine’s hands reached up and squeezed Amelia’s tits, she was none too gentle which was just how Amelia liked it.

“Fuck me!” Catherine exclaimed, “Just like you used to!”

Catherine’s passion was pushing Amelia to the edge and she wasn’t going to stop herself plummeting over it. She picked up the pace even further, the dildos slipping in and out of the two women, gliding on their bodies’ natural lubricants with almost no resistance. Each of the women’s breathing became shallower and rushed as if it had to be grabbed whenever it could be.

Amelia’s could feel Catherine tensing and knew she was about to orgasm. She wasn’t far behind and a second later Catherine let out a loud groan she tensed up herself. The muscles in her vagina repeatedly tensed as they seemed to try to milk the dildo lodged inside. Amelia rode the wave of her pleasure before finally, with aching arms and legs, pulled out and dropped to the side of Catherine.

They laid together panting and staring into each other’s eyes. It felt like a connection that had been fraying for a long time had suddenly been reinforced. Amelia leaned forwards and kissed Catherine again, tasting herself on the woman’s lips and smiling as she broke apart. It was obvious that despite Catherine’s passionate participation in the love making she was feeling guilty. The post-orgasm glow dying quickly as the reality of what they had done grew stronger and overpowered it.

“We shouldn’t have done that.” Catherine closed her eyes.

“Yes. We should have.” Amelia replied as she cupped the side of Catherine’s face. Despite the therapist’s protestations Amelia could feel her pushing into the contact.

“But… Emily…” Catherine sighed.

“I told you.” Amelia said, “Let me worry about Emily. Before I left her room, I gave her some none too subtle hints about what was going on. If she wanted to stop it, all she had to do was come in here.”

“But…” Catherine started.

Amelia leaned forwards and kissed Catherine again. She had been carrying a flame for her old girlfriend ever since they had initially parted ways and now that they were back together, she wasn’t going to give her up again. Despite Catherine’s hesitancy Amelia still felt her opening her mouth to be explored and probed by her tongue. The guilt was real, but it was obvious Catherine didn’t want to do anything about it.

“I should go regardless.” Catherine finally said as the kiss broke off, “I have notes to prepare for work.”

“It’s like that, is it?” Amelia said as she propped herself up an elbow and smirked, “Just going to fuck me and leave?”

“It’s not… I mean…” Catherine stuttered.

“Relax.” Amelia pushed herself up and then got out of the bed, “I’m joking. We really need to work on getting you to unwind.”

Amelia wrapped her dressing gown around herself. The material was so thin it barely hid what was underneath. She looked to the other side of the bed where Catherine was now standing, completely naked. The curves of her body and the way her skin was lightly shimmering made her almost irresistible. The smell of sex hung in the air everywhere and when Amelia looked down at the bed she could see a lot of dampness. No doubt she would need to change the sheets.

Once Catherine had hastily dressed, she opened the door. After taking a step she stopped and let out a little scream.

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