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Halloween was always a shit show at PTMC. Dana knew her day wasn’t going to be great from the moment she rolled out of bed and twinged her back. That was never a good sign.
And the day continued to get worse. She was so close to quitting and going home, but this was her calling. She just had to remember that. People were idiots on Halloween, though, and they were making it hard for her to keep her head held high.
By the time her shift was over, she was wrecked. She grabbed the random Eagles jacket that had been hanging in the break room for months and headed out of the emergency room. She was going to the bar; she didn’t care that it was Halloween. She needed to get away, to get lost in a drink. She didn’t have a costume, but she hoped the jacket would be enough.
Dana pulls out a cigarette on her way to the bar. There’s a chill in the air and a slight breeze. She has to stop and cup her hand over the cigarette to light it. She’s been trying to quit for years, but it never takes. The gum is shit, and the patches are just as bad. She’d take up vaping instead if it wasn’t just as bad for you, if not worse. She couldn’t help it, though; there was something about having a cigarette between her lips that made her feel so good.
The blonde woman stubbed out the cigarette and flicked it aside before walking into the bar. As she suspected, it was jumping. The decorations were cute, little paper ghosts were hanging around the room, and the lights were pink and orange. Dana very much enjoyed this bar. She had met a few beautiful women here and taken them home in the past. That’s not why she was here tonight, though. Tonight, she just needed to drink away the shit day she’d had.
“Dana!” A perky young woman behind the bar exclaims. She has her face painted like a skull, and she looks cute.
“Hi, Amy,” Dana smiles as she sits on a stool. “Busy tonight.”
“Halloween’s always busy,” she says. “But you know that. What can I get ya?”
“Vodka tonic,” she says, sliding some cash across the bar. “Thanks, doll.”
“Anytime, Dana,” she winks. Dana chuckles to herself. Amy was cute, but she was also thirty years younger than her. Sure, they’d probably have fun, but Dana was too old to keep up. She felt like that, anyway. “Here,” Amy smiles, sliding the drink across the bar.
Dana winks at the girl. She knows exactly what she’s doing, but a bit of playful flirting can’t hurt, surely.
“Oh!” a voice exclaims behind Dana, making her turn. “Eagles fan!” A redheaded woman smirks. “Wow, you’re brave wearin’ that in Pittsburgh! Brave and correct,” she smirks.
“Right,” Dana says, looking at the jacket. “It’s my costume.”
“What are ya, a football playin’ nurse?” The woman laughs, and Dana laughs too, nodding with a shrug.
“Zombie football playin’ nurse more like,” Dana scoffs, sipping her drink. “And what are you? A Power Ranger?”
The red-headed woman laughs. Really laughs, like from deep in her chest. It makes Dana’s lips curve up at the corners. “You’re funny,” she says. “I’m the Scarlet Witch.” Dana stares blankly at her, and she steps closer. “Wanda Maximoff? From the Marvel movies?”
Dana shrugs again, lifting her drink to her lips. “Oh my god, you’re not serious!” The woman says as she takes the stool next to Dana. Dana notices her curves and the way her breasts swell over the fabric of the costume. The woman was hot, that’s for sure. And older than Dana would usually go for.
She didn’t have a type, at least that’s what she thought. But she did have an acceptable age range. They had to be at least 10 years younger than her, but no more than 20 years younger. This woman looked like she was around Dana’s age, though. And that was uncharted territory for Dana.
“I’m a nurse,” Dana says. “Don’t really have time for TV.”
“But like, everyone’s seen the Marvel movies!” She exclaims, and Dana laughs.
“You’re from Philly, huh?”
“Yeah, and what? Youse got a problem with that?” She asks, puffing out her chest, and Dana laughs.
“Not at all,” she says. “Love Philly.” Dana nods to the bartender, who practically skips over. “Amy, can I get a drink for the lady, please?”
“Sure,” she says, scowling at the redhead. “What’cha want?”
“Negroni, please,” she smiles, turning back to the blonde. “I’m Melissa.”
“Thanks for the drink,” she smiles. “Honestly, I came over to talk about the Eagles,” she laughs. And Dana grins, because Melissa’s laugh is infectious. She finds herself wanting to make her laugh more.
“Honestly, I found this jacket at work,” Dana says. “Thought it was a better costume than my scrubs.”
“Could’ve covered yourself in blood and made your scrubs scarier,” she winks.
“And ruin a perfectly good pair of scrubs?” Dana scoffs. “You’re crazy.”
“What are you doing in Pittsburgh on a Friday night?” Dana asks Melissa, intrigued by her.
“Oh, my boss invited us here for the weekend,” she says. “I’m a teacher, and apparently the district can’t afford pencils, but they’ll pay for a team building trip across the state,” she mumbles, rolling her eyes.
“Sounds about right,” Dana says. “My mom was a teacher.”
“Yeah?” Melissa grins. “What grade?”
“No way!” The redhead exclaims. “Me too!”
“Wow, what a coincidence,” Dana says, finishing her drink. “Want another one?” She asks Mel.
“Oh, I’m good for now, thank you,” she says, looking around the room.
“Lost someone?” Dana asks curiously.
“No,” Mel says. “But I think my colleagues might have abandoned me,” she shrugs. “Looks like you’re stuck with me.”
“Lucky me,” Dana winks, and Melissa blushes.
“So tell me about your day,” Melissa says after another drink. “Must’ve been a bad one if you’re alone at a bar on Halloween.”
“It was…” Dana sighs, “People are stupid during the holidays,” she says. “Halloween is no exception.”
“You work in emergency?” Mel asks, and Dana nods. “Ah, that explains it then. Thank you for your service, ma’am.”
Dana laughs as Melissa salutes her. “Stop it,” she chuckles, blushing.
“You’re cute when you blush,” Melissa says, feeling brave. “Dana…”
“I’m sharin’ a hotel room with another teacher,” Mel says. “What’s your livin’ situation like?”
“Why? You wanna check out my bedroom?” Dana asks, and Mel leans in closer, nodding as she looks at Dana’s bottom lip. She tugs her own lip between her teeth. She’s in a different city, she’s been abandoned by her friends, and she has a gorgeous woman buying her drinks. What’s she got to lose?
Melissa leans forward and presses a kiss to Dana’s lips, moaning at the taste of cigarettes and vodka. Dana slides her hands into Melissa’s thick hair and slides her tongue against Mel’s teeth, swallowing the redhead's moans. The kiss gets heated, and when someone whistles, they break apart.
“Come on,” Dana grins, taking Melissa’s hand. “I don’t live far from here.”
“Thank God,” Mel says, downing her drink in one go and leaving a tip for Amy. She laces her fingers with Dana’s, and they walk off into the crisp autumn night.
“I don’t usually do this,” Melissa admits as they walk through a park, lit up by street lamps.
“Me either,” Dana says. “Not for a while, anyway. I went through a phase after I got divorced five years ago where I’d take women home to experiment, but even that got boring after a while.”
“Well, I appreciate the opportunity then,” Melissa smirks. “Sorry about your divorce.”
“Meh,” Dana says. “It was a loveless marriage.”
“Mine too,” Mel says, leaning her head against Dana’s shoulder as they walk. She shivers, and Dana removes the Eagle's jacket and balances it on Mel’s shoulders. “My hero,” the redhead smirks. “You’re not cold?”
“Nah, I’m used to it,” Dana says. “Almost there.”
“Good,” Mel smirks. “You’re very beautiful, Dana.” Dana blushes, looking at Melissa.
“Well, that’s very kind coming from the Power Ranger goddess,” she teases, and Mel laughs loudly, hitting her arm. “God, that laugh is incredible.”
“Oh, stop it,” Mel blushes now. Dana steers her towards a building, and they walk up the front steps.
“Here we are,” Dana says. “Still have time to run, if you want to.”
“Why? You gonna kill me?” She jokes, and Dana chuckles.
“Don’t joke about things like that. I could actually be a murderer.”
“Well, if you are,” she says as she gets her phone out and drops a pin in a chat. “My friends know where to find me.”
“Smart,” Dana says as she unlocks the door. “Come in, Ms Maximoff.”
“You remembered,” Mel smirks as she steps into the building. They climb the stairs to the second floor, and Dana unlocks a door, holding it open for Melissa. Mel practically drags her inside, pushing her against a wall before the door has even shut. Thankfully, it closes by itself, and Dana hears it click, so she relaxes against Melissa’s body. Mel’s tongue is in Dana’s mouth, and her hands are all over her body, untucking her scrub top from her pants and groping her breasts through the fabric.
“Someone’s eager,” Dana hums happily against Mel’s lips.
“I’m just really fucking turned on right now,” Mel says. “Help me out of this thing?”
Dana spins Mel around and unties the cape, letting it fall to the floor. She hooks her fingers under the straps of Mel’s bodysuit and slowly peels it down her body, kissing her shoulder and back as she removes it.
Mel steps out of it and turns around to face Dana, wearing pink stockings and heels, and her underwear. She removes the headpiece and kicks off her shoes, becoming significantly shorter.
“Hi,” she giggles, now looking up at Dana.
“Hi,” Dana laughs. “You still have clothes on.”
“So do you,” Mel points out. “Need help with them?”
“Wouldn’t mind it,” Dana says as Mel unties the scrubs and starts to pull them down Dana’s legs. She kisses her thighs, bending down as she pulls them down slowly. Dana kicks them across the room and kicks off her sneakers before pulling her tops over her head. She stands before Melissa in her underwear, and for once, she doesn’t feel conscious about her soft belly or her slightly sagging breasts. Because Melissa’s body is the same.
Sure, Melissa is slightly fuller in places than Dana, but their skin is the same age, and it sags in the same way. “You’re beautiful,” Melissa whispers, sliding her hand over Dana’s belly.
“So are you,” Dana says, leaning forward to press a gentle kiss to Melissa’s lips. “Take those tights off before I rip them off,” she says, and Mel laughs, yanking them down her body. She ladders them with her nails and groans, tossing them away.
“Where’s your bedroom?” Mel asks, taking Dana’s hand again.
“This way,” Dana grins, dragging the redhead down the hall. She opens her bedroom door, and Melissa pushes her down onto the bed, climbing on top of her. She straddles her, leaning down to kiss the blonde woman. Dana’s hands slide to Melissa’s waist as they kiss. The kiss is messy, needy, desperate, and neither of them cares. Dana reaches her hand around Melissa’s body and unclasps her bra, groaning when her heavy breasts spill out above her.
“You like?” Mel asks. “Suck on 'em, baby.” Dana practically whimpers, cupping Melissa’s breasts. They’re so big they can barely fit in her hand, and she brings one to her mouth and sucks on the nipple. Melissa moans, sliding her hand to the back of Dana’s head to hold her close. She unclips Dana's hair from her claw clip and tosses it across the room, dragging her nails against Dana’s scalp.
“Fuck,” she moans. “So good, hon. You’re making me so wet.”
“Yeah?” Dana asks, moving to the other nipple.
“Wanna feel?” Mel asks, taking Dana’s hand and sliding it into her panties. Dana moans when her fingers meet wetness against soft curls, and she curves them upwards.
“Fuck,” Mel moans, grinding against Dana’s fingers. “That feels good.”
“You’re so wet,” Dana says, tilting her head to capture Melissa’s nipples. “Is this just from me?”
“Yes,” Mel blushes. “You’re doing crazy things to my body, nursey.”
“Likewise,” Dana says, sliding her fingers in deeper. Mel groans, rocking her hips against Dana’s hand. Each time she moves her hips, her clit rubs against Dana’s palm, and it feels incredible.
“Fuck, those fingers feel so good,” Melissa moans, holding Dana’s shoulders as she rides her. “Gonna make me cum so hard, mmm, do you like that?”
“Fuck yes,” Dana says. “You’re so tight, Mel.”
“God, call me Mel again,” she whimpers, rocking her hips faster. “I’m close, Dana.”
“That’s it, Mel. Ride my hand,” Dana says. “Just like that, take what you need.”
“Mmph, right there,” Mel gasps, shuddering above Dana. “Yes! Yes! Fuuuuuck,” she exclaims, her whole body stiffening and then relaxing.
Dana looks at Melissa with wide eyes and a dopey smile, and Mel grins, kissing her softly. “Mm, your turn.”
She climbs off Dana’s fingers and unclasps the blonde woman’s bra. She admires her breasts, a perfect handful. Melissa drags her tongue over each of Dana’s nipples, licking and sucking. Dana’s head falls back against the pillows, and her back arches into Melissa’s touch.
She slides her hands down the blonde's body and hooks her fingers in the waistband of her panties, tugging them down. She can smell Dana’s arousal before she sees it, and it makes her groan. She notices a faint scar above her pubic bone and traces a finger across it. “You have kids?” She asks curiously.
“Two daughters,” Dana says. “You?”
“No,” Mel smiles sadly, bending down to kiss the scar. “Always wanted them, though.”
“I’m sorry,” Dana says, and Mel smiles.
“It’s okay,” she says as she pushes Dana’s legs apart. “Relax, hon.” She places a hand on Dana’s stomach to hold her in place, and her other hand gently parts Dana’s folds. They’re both quite well lubricated for women of their age, and Mel smirks at how wet Dana is for her. She holds her open, admiring her pussy before sliding her tongue through it.
“Fuck,” Dana whimpers. Her husband didn’t like going down on her, even though Dana loved it. He said he didn’t like the taste, and it always made her self-conscious. But Melissa didn’t seem to mind. “Do I taste okay?” She asks curiously, and Melissa looks up at her through blown-out-hooded eyes.
“Are you kiddin’?” She asks. “You taste divine, Dana. Who told you otherwise?”
“And that’s why he’s an ex,” Mel says, diving straight back in. She slurps and sucks and licks, and Dana moans softly above her.
“I wanna hear you,” Mel mumbles. “You don’t have to be quiet for me, Dana. Let me know how much you love it, okay?”
“Okay,” Dana says, gently squeezing her nipples. Melissa slides her tongue up to Dana’s clit, and she gasps, bucking against the redhead’s face. “Ohh,” she moans louder. “Oh God, you’re good at that.”
“Mm,” Mel mumbles as she sucks Dana’s clit into her mouth. Dana’s body stiffens, and she moans louder, back arching more.
“Holy shit,” she gasps, reaching for Mel’s hair. Mel holds her in place, standing her ground despite the way Dana is tugging at her scalp. The slight pain sends a jolt of electricity to Mel’s clit. Dana’s chest heaves, and she moans louder and louder as the pleasure builds in the pit of her stomach. As the coil snaps, she bucks against Melissa’s face, white-hot pleasure shooting through her body. Her toes curl against the mattress, and Melissa smirks as Dana claws against her scalp to try to push her away when it gets too much.
Reluctantly, Mel removes her lips from Dana’s sensitive bud, and she licks a stripe through her folds again, tasting her. “That feel good, honey?” She asks sweetly, and Dana laughs, breathless.
“Melissa will do fine,” Mel teases, and Dana laughs, pulling her up the bed. She kisses her, tasting herself on the other woman’s lips. “Do you have any toys?” Mel asks curiously, and Dana nods shyly, reaching over to open her top drawer.
Mel inspects the contents. A small bullet vibrator that probably does nothing. A very small dildo that probably barely reaches where it needs to. And then her eyes land on an unopened box. A strap-on.
“You haven’t used this?” Mel smirks as she picks up the box.
Mel can’t hide her smile as she opens the package. “Can I?” She asks, and Dana nods. She’s honestly wanted to try it for ages, that’s why she bought it. But she’s never brought home anyone that she felt comfortable enough with until now.
She watches as Mel slides the harness up her legs, tightening the strap. She slides the dildo into place and admires herself, laughing. “Do I look hot?” She jokes, and Dana nods, blinking at her.
“What’s your favourite position, hon?” Mel asks, grabbing the lube and squirting some onto the dildo.
“Uhhh,” Dana thinks, and Mel smiles, rubbing the lube up and down the shaft.
“Mine's doggy. Wanna try that?” She asks gently, and Dana nods. Melissa makes her feel at ease and comfortable. And for the first time, she doesn’t feel like she needs to take charge. She rolls onto her knees, resting her head against the pillows, and Melissa groans at the sight.
“Look at you,” she says. “So fuckin’ perfect, Dana. All spread out for me.” She grabs Dana’s hip with one hand and rubs the dildo against Dana’s pussy with the other. She watches how Dana’s body reacts before sliding the toy into her.
“Ohhhh,” Dana moans, and Mel watches as she sinks all the way into the hilt.
“You good, Tesoro?” She asks, and Dana nods eagerly before letting out a breathy “yes.”
“Good girl,” Mel says, “you’re takin’ it so well, hon. Like a pro.”
“It feels so deep,” Dana moans, her voice gravelly and rough, a sign of having smoked most of her life. Melissa grabs her hips bruisingly and slams into her harder.
“Tell me if it gets too much,” Mel says. “Safe word is Power Ranger.”
“That’s filthy,” Dana laughs, gasping when Mel pulls out and slams back into her again. “Fuck.”
“Baby girl likes it hard, huh?” Mel asks, slamming in harder. “She likes my cock, does she? Is she gonna cum all over my cock?”
“Yes!” Dana gasps. “Don’t stop.”
She never liked dirty talk before either. When her husband tried, it made her feel sick. He called her a whore once, and it didn’t turn her on; it made her feel angry and hurt. “Call me a whore,” she blurts out, and Melissa smirks.
“Are you a whore?” She asks. “A dirty fuckin’ whore, taking my cock like a filthy little slut.”
“The little whore likes it rough, don’t you, darlin’? You wanna be fucked raw until you can’t walk and you have cum drippin’ down your thighs, don’t you?” Mel asks.
Dana trembles beneath her, moaning loudly as she feels the climax taking over her whole body. “Such a filthy little cum guzzler,” Mel says, and Dana snaps, groaning deeply as she comes. She bucks against Mel, seeking closeness, and Mel slams into her, rocking her hips as she presses their bodies together.
“Good girl,” she whispers tenderly, rocking slowly. “You okay, hon?”
“Yes,” Dana sniffles, tears pricking her eyes. “I… I…”
“I know,” Mel says, kissing the back of Dana’s neck tenderly. “I know.” Melissa stays like that for a while, letting Dana cry quietly, and then she pulls out slowly and discards the strap. She climbs under the covers and pulls Dana into her arms, holding her close.
“I take it no one’s ever made you feel good before?” Mel asks gently, and Dana shakes her head. “I’m sorry,” Mel says. “A woman like you deserves the world,” she says, brushing Dana’s blonde hair away from her face.
“Thank you for coming home with me,” Dana says quietly, and Melissa grins.
“Of course,” she says, pressing a soft kiss to Dana’s tear-stained cheek. “Thank you for bein’ nice to a gal from Philly.”
“My fault for wearing the jacket,” Dana laughs, and Mel smacks her arm playfully.
“Admit it. The Eagles are better than the Steelers,” Mel says, and Dana pretends to zip her lips. “Come on!” Mel laughs. “You know I’m right.”
“Nope,” Dana says. “You’ll never get me to admit it.”
“Ah, but you agree,” Mel laughs, and Dana smirks. She feels happiest in Melissa’s arms than she has in a long time, and she counts her lucky stars that she went to the bar tonight, because she can barely even remember the shit day she had, as she snuggles into Melissa’s chest.
“Stay the night?” She asks Mel, who is stroking her hair, and Mel nods, kissing the top of Dana’s head.
“Of course,” she says. “My roomie snores anyway.” And she grabs her phone and sends a text to Barbara to tell her she won’t be coming back to the hotel tonight. Or maybe all weekend. And she wraps her arms around Dana and closes her eyes, the pair of them drifting off into the best night's sleep either of them has had in a long time.
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