Misty Night

Misty Night

Chapter 2: Movie of the week


Misty got out of the tub and dried off. She then went out to get the clean clothes that Delia had left for her. She felt a little bit weird about wearing another women’s panties, but since it was Delia, she didn’t really mind. After all, she had always thought that the older woman was rather sexy...but she was the MOTHER of her love interest, so it had always been awkward, and she had avoided thinking about it whenever it came up. She shook her head, clearing her mind. She put on the outfit and looked at herself in the mirror. The negligee that she had been given was a bit big for her in the chest region. If she wasn’t careful, her breasts could easily be exposed because she had no bra. Then she noticed that her panties were clearly visible.

(Wow, I guess that I really don’t stack up to her in any way).

Misty blushed before she walked out of the bathroom. “I’m out.”

A few seconds later, Delia came out of the living room. Upon seeing Misty, she blushed slightly. “Sorry that I didn’t have anything that offered more cover...but I’ve always liked to dress lightly at night,” Delia said, seeing that Misty was a tad uncomfortable in the revealing outfit.

“It’s alright...I’ve worn less in some of my water shows."

It was true. Typically, all she wore was a bikini top and her mermaid bottom, and because of how it was made she couldn’t wear anything under it, but that was a secret. Misty went on into the living room. The TV was already on. It was some news about Sabrina having become a member of the Elite Four and announcing that she was in love with Erika. Misty thought back to when she’d met both of those women. She’d never thought that either one of them was a lesbian.

(But they do make a cute looking couple).

Delia peeled off her panties, which were already wet from when she rode the washing machine. Seeing Misty in that skimpy negligee had caused her even more excitement. (I have to keep myself under control! I can't rush things. She’s sensitive right now. I don’t want to take advantage of her).

With that thought, Delia turned on the water and lowered herself in.

Misty sat in front of the TV, feeling bored because there was nothing on. After a while, she looked out the window. The storm was still going, but it had clamed down a lot. But it was still clear that she was stuck for the night. When she turned around, she saw Delia standing in the doorway wearing an outfit that was just as revealing as the one she had on.

“Well, looks like I’m going to have to spend the night,” Misty said slumping forward slightly. Delia noticed that she could see down Misty’s front. She quickly sat down on the couch and crossed her legs to try and hide the growing wet spot.

“That’s alright. I wouldn’t want you to try and risk going out in this kind of weather anyway.”

Misty looked at her. (Well, it isn’t so bad).

“What do you say we try to find something to watch?” Delia suggested. Misty sat down next to Delia, lightly brushing against the older woman.

“Sure! I couldn’t find anything, though,” Misty said, noticing that Delia’s skin felt just as smooth as her own, despite the age difference.

The two women sat in front of the TV, searching for something to watch. After a while, they settled on some movie channel that was showing a romance movie about a woman whose boyfriend had gone out to look for a legendary Pokémon. When he came back, he told her that he’d fallen in love with a different woman and that he was leaving her. At first she was really down, but then she found love in the arms of his sister, at which point the movie turned out to be nothing more than an admittedly classy porn flick.

Both Misty and Delia were surprised when the two women began to have sex. At first, neither woman did or said anything, but after a few moments Delia picked up the remote and changed the channel. “Well, I didn’t expect to see something like that,” she said, sounding a bit flustered.

Misty blushed, agreeing, “I didn’t think it would turn out to be something like that.”

They sat in silence for a few minutes, simply searching for something to watch. After a while Delia spoke. “Umm, if...you're not uncomfortable with it...I’d kind of like to see how that movie ends.”

Misty looked at Delia for a few seconds. “Not...not at all...I’m interested in what happens, too...”

Delia quickly changed it back. The two women were still on screen making love. Neither Misty nor Delia said anything. They were both far too interested in the action before them. Misty stole a peek at Delia and found herself wanting to grab her and kiss her, to push her against the couch and fuck her like the woman on screen. After all, the girl in the movie made her think of herself. Misty could tell that Delia was off in her own world, so carefully she shifted her position so that she could slide her hand down her panties. She began to lightly finger herself, keeping one eye one Delia and the other on the screen. She began to pump her hand in and out, making sure that the other woman didn’t notice what she was doing. The women on screen were both visibly close to orgasm. Misty sped up her motions, trying not to moan as she got closer. At the exact second that one of the women in the movie came, Misty was hit by her own orgasm. She let a low sound escape her mouth. It was just quiet enough so that it could not be heard by Delia. Misty then brought her hand to her mouth and licked her hand clean, doing her best to not be noticed.

The movie ended shortly afterwards. As soon as it was over, Delia was the first to speak. “It’s getting rather late. How about you take the bed? I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“No, you take the bed. I’m fine out here. I just need a blanket. After all, I can't count how many times I slept on the ground back when I was traveling with Ash.”

Delia tried to convince Misty to take the bed. The truth was that Delia wanted to stay up to watch more shows like the one that had just went off. Finally, though, Delia gave up and went to her room to get some blankets and a pillow. She returned a few moments later.

“Well, goodnight,” Delia said after she helped Misty set everything up.

“Thanks! And I’m sorry again. I’m probably being a pest,” Misty said, trying to apologize.

“It’s no problem at all! I like having the company. In the morning, I’ll make breakfast.”

With that, Delia went to her bedroom. She laid down and tried to get to sleep, but every time she closed her eyes, she thought about the movie and the fact that Misty had been masturbating right next to her. She’d known, but didn’t say anything because she didn’t want to interrupt and risk embarrassing the girl. The thought of all this got Delia so horny that she could barely stand it anymore. She tiptoed to her door and peeked out. She saw the flickering light of the TV and could hear the muffled sound of voices. She closed her door and locked it.

She then went over to her dresser. She took out a vibrator and went back over to the bed. She slid her panties down to her ankles and turned on the toy, sliding it along the outside edge of her pussy. After a few moments, she pushed it in. She began to pump it in and out. She thought about how much she wanted to touch Misty, to caresses her small but shapely breasts, to kiss her supple lips, and to taste her young cunt. At this point, Delia was unable to hold back any more and came, lightly calling Misty’s name.