Megan swatted Claire again. "I was not last! I better not have been or I am leaving!" She started to get up knowing Claire was never going to let her leave as she pondered if Claire drunkenly misspoke or if she was taking the mickey out of her.
"You sure know how to make a girl feel better!" she said with a roll of her eyes as she described what Sara thought of her.
"Aww…you love me?" she asked in a baby-talk tone as her head was patted before she broke into a fit of giggles.
"Just so you know, we are getting married some day. That's it!" she announced. "No more drama or stupid stuff. Just you and me. Deal?" she joked, holding out her hand for Claire to shake it to seal the deal.
"Hmmm…those all sound pretty good. But, I think I would want to show you." Megan shrugged as if that was an impossibility but she wasn't feeling it was.
Megan's hand slipped into her pjs. The fabric stained as she moved her hand around. Suddenly, her head fell back and she groaned in exasperation. "Yup," she announced. "That's what I thought…"
Pulling her hand free, her fingertips were shiny with her arousal. "Are you in as bad a shape as I am?" she asked challengingly.