WayHaught

Waverly

Jeremy walked in to Waverly’s hotel room with a big cheesy smile on his face.

“What’s with that grin mister?” Waverly queried.

“Guess who has 2 thumbs and is going home to his BF tomorrow?, Jeremy said excitedly.

“YOU!” exclaimed Waverly

“Yes” he said laughing

“Don’t worry you’re coming too” Jeremy continued.

It turns out that the book was doing extremely well and there was no longer a need to promote it so vigorously. Waverly was ecstatic. She missed home and her bed most of all. She was getting tired of being away and had already found inspiration to write some more but preferred to do so in the comforts of home. Waverly waved goodbye to Jeremy and Robin as they drove away. Robin of course had offered to Waverly a ride but Wynonna promised she was only 5 minutes away, which means she was already 30 minutes late. Waverly was very happy when Jeremy had met Robin on a night out at The Glory Hole but their relationship always reminded her of her own lack thereof. Of course, there was always that one mistake she kept making. CHAMP HARDY. How? Why? Small towns they say but not again. She had travelled now and seen the world. She would not fall back to those old habits. Wynonna pulled up in her truck that has seen much better days but Wynonna never cared about things like that. She tossed the suitcase in the back away they went. They arrived at the Gibson house in no time it wasn’t as far from the town as the Homestead.

Because Waverly had come back almost 2 weeks early she knew she would have to endure living in a construction site. She was reminded when she saw the Haught Renovations pickup truck parked on the driveway. Waverly found her keys in her purse and opened the front door took a single step inside and stopped dead in her tracks. The whole bottom floor was now a giant open floor plan with a few support pillars. The floor was a covered in a tarp very a la Dexter. There was so much sunlight pouring in from the now floor to ceiling windows that comprised the whole of the back wall and most of the right wall. The noise inside was deafening and there was sawdust particles floating all about. None of this had caught Waverly by surprised. At the center of all this upheaval stood a woman. At first glance she was statuesque. She was bent slightly over a wood sawing machine. Her skin glistened with sweat and flecks of sawdust. She had on work jeans but snug fitting. She had on a tank top which left her arms bare and a red/black flannel shirt was tied firmly around her waist. Her hair was messily in a high ponytail with a few loose strands of gorgeous ginger sprinkled about. Goggles protected her chocolate brown eyes. She was deeply focused on her task.

Wynonna stumbled into Waverly because of her abrupt stop just inside the front door. Wynonna gave her sister with a puzzled look. She then follower Waverly’s gaze across the room to where Haught Pants was working.

“Shall I put down a CAUTION WET FLOOR SIGN”, Wynonna teased finally snapping Waverly from her trance.

“Mhm, What?!”, Waverly exclaimed.

“Close your mouth. Thirst much” Wynonna continued.

The commotion finally caused Nicole to look up from her work and see the ladies at the front door. Nicole made her way to them. Her walk was confident and tall. Her eyes however were fixated on the small framed brunette that stood at the door. The light that came from the open doorway seem to be radiating from the stranger. With just a couple of strides she reached the them, removed her safety gloves and extended her hand.

“Hi, I’m Nicole Haught, you must be Waverly? We exchanged emails.” Nicole managed to say through her nerves as their hands embraced in a handshake.

“Earth to WAVERLY!” Wynonna blurted.

“Hi, Hi … Waverly… yes I am Waverly… Earp… nice to meet you. Quite the setup you have here.” nervously she responded.

“Sorry about the mess, but you came early”

“That’s what she said” interjected Wynonna.

‘I hope we don’t disturb you too much” Nicole continued.

“How about you two stop your staring contest” Wynonna stated as she walked right in between them and their still joined handshake. She continued up the stairs with Waverly’s suitcase.

“I better get back to it so i can be out of your way quicker” Nicole said as she backed away from the brunette.

“Yes, of course” Waverly mumbled as she made her way up the stairs.

Nicole

Nicole couldn’t concentrate and her heart raced. She decided it was best she tidy up and call it a day. Waverly was probably tired from her travels and for some reason Nicole wished more than anything to leave a good first impression. As she drove away in her pickup truck her brain flooded with images of Waverly. She replayed the walk towards her in slow motion. Long golden brown wavy hair past the waistline. She was a petite woman with curves. She wore a cream business suit and red bottom stilettos. Nicole gasped as she recalled that Waverly didn’t have a shirt on. The suit comprised of a fitted waistcoat and perfectly tailored jacket. The pants hemmed just at the ankles. Her neck accentuated with a thin necklace and single teardrop diamond. Her skin flawlessly smooth and caramel. Nicole couldn’t quite remember clearly but she swore she saw Waverly lick her bottom lip and give it a small bite. Did that actually happen? No, it couldn’t have, or did it. Nicole could no longer trust her own memory. They were now mixed with her own growing desire to get to know the small brunette better and intimately. It had been a while since Nicole had felt this way. Not that she wasn’t dating, here and there, but no one had filled her up with nerves like this. Not since her ex-wife Shae and even those feelings, though true, had not felt quite as strong as what she was experiencing now. Finally, arriving at her own house Nicole decided what she needed was a really cold shower or two.

Waverly

Wynonna had just thrown the suitcase on the bed and left in a rush apparently Karaoke nights at Shorty's were now all the rage and could not be missed. Waverly heard the front door close a second time and now she was alone in the house. Waverly sat on the edge of the bed and removed her shoes. She loved how sexy they made her feel but boy were they uncomfortable. She unzipped her suitcase and right at the top laid a small silk bag labeled Harmony. She made her way into the bathroom started filling the bathtub and dropped in the crystals from the bag. The sweet aroma of vanilla started to diffuse in the hot water. She removed the her jacket followed by the slacks and waistcoat. She placed everything back in its place. She closed the faucet and slid her way into the tub letting the water engulf her. Waverly closed her eyes laid her head back and relaxed. Nicole Haught. First thought that popped into her head but why? Sure she was a ginger beauty, absolutely stunning and breathtaking but also somehow just so warm and approachable. Waverly felt heat rising in her body. She squirmed in the tub causing the water to splash over. She caught herself biting on her bottom lip and hands resting on her on her breasts. Her nipples hard against the touch, she grabbed one between her fingers and gave it a hard tantalizing squeeze. She pressed her legs together attempting to release the tension that has started to build between her thighs. Nicole Haught. Her toned arms. The dimples. The confidence. Waverly gripped the side of the tub so hard her knuckles turned white. Her other hand had made its way slowly on her inner thigh towards her core. Waverly was amazed at her own arousal. It had been a while since had a lover but everything about this experience was new. She had never herself been sexually attracted to women other than admiring that they were beautiful creatures.  Nevertheless, here she was pleasuring herself to the thought of Nicole. Release came fast but intense. Waverly slept well that night.