The Long Road Ahead
Chapter 4
by Realm_of_Mindfulness
Leah relaxed as the hot water hit against her shoulders and back. She lathered her hands up with her coconut vanilla body wash and closed her eyes as she ran her hands along her arms. She always loved the smell of vanilla. Her parents owned a bakery back in town, so she was never a stranger to the smells of pastries, cakes and other sweet treats growing up.
As her hands went down her arms, lost in thoughts of dessert, she was snapped out of her delicious daze when her fingers brushed across her nipples. She drew in a short breath, not realizing how sensitive they were.
She began running her soapy hands over her stomach and hips, before running them back up to her chest, circling her breasts slowly. Her thumbs caught her nipples again, sending a chill down her spine as she bit her lip.
“Wow...” Leah caught her breath in surprise as she shivered, “guess Morgan isn’t the only one that enjoyed it that much”. Leah smiled to herself, brushing them again, this time on purpose.
“Mmm...” she closed her eyes as images of the previous events entered her brain; Morgan, her friend, hypnotized. Mindless and awaiting commands.
Her hands now running over her breasts with meaning, taking special care to pinch her nipples. Audible moans escaped her lips.
The images continued to flood her addled mind. Thoughts and hands racing to the idea of her hypnotizing Morgan again. Seeing her eyes rolling back again. Having her parade around, doing or saying whatever Leah told her to.
Her right hand found its way down her torso and between her legs, gently running over her slit. “Oh...” Leah’s body felt incredible. Even when it had been quite some time since she had a chance to take care of herself, she couldn’t recall the last time it felt this good.
Her entire body felt as though it was on autopilot. Her legs parted as her fingers circled her clit. Images of Morgan kneeling before her caught her attention, and as her left hand pinched her nipple a bit harder than before, she could feel the climax building as her breathing began to pick up speed.
“Oh FUCK!” Leah cried out as her hand picked up speed. Running over her clit with her thumb, as well as driving two fingers inside her pussy. The orgasm began to tear through her entire body, hitting her with enough pleasurable force that she dropped to her knees to accept it. She cried out her friend’s name as she came, quickly clasping a hand over her mouth in an attempt to quiet the sounds coming from her during the climactic finish she just experienced.
“Holy shit...” She muttered between breaths. “What...was that....about....”?
Remembering where she was, she stood up carefully in the shower. Her legs felt like they struggled to support her, so she leaned against the wall for support.
“That...” she said softly to herself. “That was....I’d never felt it like that before....” Slowly, she gathered herself and finished her shower.
Wrapping her body in a towel, Leah made her way out of the bathroom and onto her bed. She dried her hair after turning the TV on (for background noise more than anything), found her phone and texted Morgan while she looked over the menu for room service.
Inside the bowling alley, your typical things are going on. Balls rolling down the lane, the sound of pins being knocked over; casual bowlers doing casual bowler things (aka carelessly throwing the ball with the hope it stays on the lane). There was also a fair share of experienced bowlers working on various things. One of those bowlers, was having a...less-than-stellar time during her practice session.
“Ugh, damn it!” Morgan muttered to herself. Another spare missed. That seemed to be the theme this afternoon for her. A ball going too far right, pins not bouncing into each other, gutter balls on corner pins. You name it, she missed it, and the frustration was truly starting to show.
Morgan walked off the lane shaking her head in frustration. She changed her shoes, informed the counter girl she’d be back in a minute, and walked outside for some fresh air.
Pacing back and forth somewhat, she took her phone out and tried texting her coach for ideas. She let her mind wander a bit while she waited for a response. She thought of this trip. How it certainly wasn’t what she expected to happen, ‘it was the last thing I expected, let’s be real’, she said to herself. That doesn’t mean of course it hasn’t been a negative experience. Certainly better than how practice was going right now.
Then there was Leah. Her best friend since second grade. They’d been through literally everything together, so naturally when she had to travel halfway across the state, and didn’t feel safe doing it alone, that’s who she went with for company. “I trust Leah more than anyone...” the phrase softly escaping her lips without realizing it. It felt instinctive, automatic. It took her aback a bit. It wasn’t an untrue statement, obviously. She was just surprised the hypnosis was affecting her this much so quickly.
Her phone buzzed, shaking her from being lost in thought. It was her coach, with a few videos and a reminder to not get so ‘inside her head’, something she definitely struggled with. She truly was a good bowler; she was consistent, had a good technique. When it came down to it however, her mental game was a struggle. Morgan had always been so hard on herself, mostly due to her impossibly high standards she set on herself. Another reason she brought Leah; she keeps her grounded, always finds a way to keep her glass half full.
Her phone buzzed again. A text from Leah. ‘Speak of the devil’ she giggled to herself.
“Hey, I’m ordering room service. Do you want something? My treat.”
Morgan wanted to text her to not worry and she’ll eat something while she’s here. But she knew that if Leah offered, it wasn’t an offer to refuse. Leah doesn’t take ‘no’ for an answer when it comes to offers. So instead she typed up “Sure, sounds good. Surprise me. I’ll finish up here soon and head back over. You alright?”
“Yea, all good here. See you soon! 😊". Came across her phone. Morgan took a breath to reset her head, went back inside and got right back to practicing. It went much better, she didn’t miss another spare the remainder of the time. ‘Wow, guess Leah on the brain does make it all better’, she thought to herself, half joking.
“I trust Leah more than anyone...” she whispered to herself. Shaking herself from the daze she felt coming on, she gathered her things, packed up the car, and headed back to the hotel. ‘Why does that phrase hit so hard?’ She thought to herself. ‘Maybe I should....no, I’m sure it’s fine. I do trust Leah, I wouldn’t have agreed to this if I didn’t. If it becomes a concern I’ll bring it up.’ Rationalizing her thoughts, she parked in the hotel lot and headed up to the room for a bit of lounging and food with her friend.