by Laurie Ames
Knock…Knock…Knock. “Lena-love,” Her Mom yelled from the hallway side of the door. “Are you in there? I’ve been looking all over for you. Lena, is that you in there?”
Awkward silence lingered in the air like a blanket.
“Uh… Yes Mama,” Lena yelled with a tongue-tied reply. “I’ll be along right away, just having some stomach cramps.”
“Okay dear, see you in the backyard.” She said as she turned and walked away.
“Oh my god!” Lena whispered to Kel with a careful arch of her eyebrow. “We’d better get back to the party.”
Kel covered her mouth, trying not to burst out loud in laughter.
“Very funny Kel. What the hell kind of mess have I gotten myself into,” Lena said as she tugged her leggings back on, her knees still shaking. But she had to laugh at the words. For the first time in her life, she didn’t care about her Mom. She pulled Kel in for a long and deep appreciative kiss, not wanting to let go.
Chapter Five
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The rest of the party passed in a blur. Lena felt sure that the three parents absolutely had to know what they’d been doing. Kel was wearing the most satisfied look Lena had ever seen on a person’s face. Lena knew this, because taking her eyes off the girl was impossible. Her brain felt like it was on fire. All she could imagine was taking the girl back to her townhouse and stripping her naked, fucking her until they both collapsed from total exhaustion.
An idea sparked in Lena’s brain. “Kel,” she said, interrupting Mama and earning a look that said she’d pay for it later. “If you’re interested in the chef position, I actually need someone sooner rather than later. Do you want to go check out the kitchen, get the lay of the land, and maybe see if it’s something you’d want to start as soon as possible? You’d be able to help with the redesign itself if we started right away, planning menus and getting on top of the inventory.”
Kel looked confused, but only for a moment. “That sounds amazing,” she said. “I really appreciate that you’re offering me this opportunity.”
Lena smiled. “Anything for a friend of Mama’s who makes soul food like that,” she said, as the Donaldson’s laughed. And then Mama gave her a smile that flipped Lena’s stomach – like she knew what was really about to happen – but she pushed that feeling away. It didn’t matter. It was about time she told her mother the truth. Especially if there might finally be someone in her life worth caring about.
They exited as quickly as they could. Kel got into Lena’s car, making excuses about how they would swing by later to pick up her car. They’d barely buckled up before Kel was begging “Please tell me we’re not really going to your restaurant. I mean, I do want to check it out, but I also want to fuck you until you scream.”
“How about we start with the fucking, and we’ll see the kitchen later?” Lena found herself grinning. “The prep area is impressive.”
“Oh?” Kel said in a voice that was nearly a coo. “Is it so big and dirty?”
Lena laughed, but shot her a look. “It’s incredibly clean.”
“Well.” Kel pouted. “Can we make it dirty?”
“Filthy dirty.”
“You know I’m going to fuck you, right?” Her fingers trailed up Lena’s thigh again, stopping short of threatening Lena’s driving skills. “You know I’m going to make you scream like you really want to?”
“You know I’m going to do the same damn thing right back?”
“Excellent,” Kel said. “And how far is it to your house? Because I’m so hot that it hurts, and I might distract you by fingering myself here in the car.”
Lena swallowed hard. “Five minutes. Can you last five minutes?”
Kel carefully pondered a reply, then suddenly trailed two fingers down her substantial cleavage, and stopped between her legs. “I’ll try to last but drive faster because I’m getting very wet down here.” Lena then laid back in her seat and undid the top button of her jeans. She dipped a finger into her panties and began rubbing in a circular motion. “Mmmm …Oh Lena honey, I wish this was your tongue between my legs right now.”
“Soon won’t be quick enough,” Lena replied as she swallowed hard and struggled to keep her eyes on the road.
Her townhouse was small, cute, sterile. Her office reflected her personality much more than her home; she spent more quality time there than she’d ever spent here. But it was a nice space, nothing offensive. Just not particularly her.
But maybe that would change.
Kel followed her from the car to the house, and part way up the walk, she reached out and threaded her fingers through Lena’s. “We should go on a serious date some time,” Kel said. Her voice shy all of a sudden.
Lena stopped on the walkway and turned towards Kel. “I’ve not outed to my Mom yet,” she started, and Kel’s face tumbled all the way down to the ground. Lena hurried on before Kel gave up and walked away. “I will soon, though. I just – I never had reason to before. I just want you to know that it could get…interesting.”
“I don’t do closets,” Kel said. Her voice was firm, but frightened. “I came out to my parents when I was eleven.”
“I wish I’d known when I was eleven,” Lena said, hearing the truth out loud for the first time. “I remember telling my mother that I loved my best friend, and she just laughed it off. I thought for years that all girls felt this way sometimes, we just never did anything about it. I just – it wasn’t part of my cultural makeup. And by the time I realized, my father was dead, and the idea of telling my mother and never having let him know – “she stopped and took a deep breath before she broke down crying.
“I’m sorry love,” Kel said. “I didn’t know.”
“I’ve never had a real relationship,” Lena continued. “I’ve mostly had random sex in bars and cars. I don’t really know how to make room in my life for a relationship. But I also know that I’m desperately lonely, and I don’t want to have that sort of life anymore. So, if you’re willing to give it a shot, and mix business and pleasure at the same time, I’m ready to give you a shot.”
Kel took a moment, taking the kind of breath that made her shoulders and her breasts heave. “What the hell,” she said. “You’re good with your hands. I know we’ll make time to figure out the rest of it.” She winked. “I’m all in with you, sweety. So long as we go inside and get your mouth on me right now.”
“So it’s my mouth you want,” Lena said, reaching in her purse for her keys. She vaguely wondered if her next door neighbor, old Mrs. Collone, could hear her. She was so flushed that she didn’t entirely care. “I thought you wanted me to fuck you.”
Kel shrugged, absolutely no shame on her face. “Fuck me with your mouth, girl. It’s not that hard.”
Inside the house, whatever restraint they’d possessed just seemed to vanish. As soon as Kel was inside the door, Lena pressed tight against her, her mouth closing over Kel’s. Their joined weight pushed the door closed. Lena fumbled past Kel’s hip and flipped the lock on the door, then pressed her hand over Kel’s groin, cursing the jeans she had worn that day. “Too much cloth,” she murmured as she pressed her lips to Kel’s neck.
“Then take them off,” Kel teased. “I though you liked random sex in bars, do I have to tell you everything?”
Lena couldn’t help but laugh. “Shall I show you to the bedroom, beautiful?”
“Yes, I think you should,” Kel replied. Lena threaded their fingers together again and Kel followed her to the bedroom.
They shed their clothes fast, and then crashed together again. Lena explored her body, lifting the weight of her breasts to kiss and bite at the nipples, and then slipped her fingers down between Kel’s thighs to feel the smooth slick wetness that had accumulated there. “Do you want me to taste you now?” Lena asked.
Kel nodded, and Lena pushed her back towards the bed. Whereas Kel’s bed had looked comfortable and approachable, something that Lena had been delighted to tumble into, her own bed felt shockingly sterile. No th
row pillows, no artful arrangement of pictures over the headboard. This had been a place where she came and collapsed before going back to work. But the idea of exploring this woman here, not just in terms of sex, but in terms of who she was personally – was tempting. It was fascinating, delightful, wonderful and slightly terrifying.
She pressed Kel’s thighs apart and cupped her heat with just her palm at first. Kel gave her a sweet sigh as she relaxed into the bed. It might be sterile and impersonal, Lena thought to herself, but it was a damn comfortable mattress. “Are you sure that all you want is my tongue?” Lena asked.
“Hmmm?” Kel’s body was thrumming with energy and arousal.
“I’m not a complete waste of space,” Lena said, laughing to take the sting out of the self-insult. “Can I play with you?”
Kel leaned up on her elbows, studying Lena for a minute. “I don’t like to hurt,” she said, after a moment. “Things get carried away easily.”
“Understood,” Lena said. “You’re okay with – uh, penetration?”
Kel’s mouth twisted in a little smirk. “Clearly.”
“Are you okay with closing your eyes for a minute? Better yet, silk blindfolds?”
That took longer to consider, and then Kel nodded. “Blindfolds yes, that’s so hot. But no restraints.”
“That’s fine.”
“I’m not saying never. Just not tonight.”
Lena smiled and kissed the inside of Kel’s thigh, bringing out that gentle sigh again. “I get it. Don’t worry.”
She left Kel in her bed and went out to the kitchen, getting together supplies that she needed to engage in the game that she was planning. It was a bowl of ice water and the toy she kept in the top drawer of her dresser.
Kel lay on the bed, an arm thrown over her eyes, her thighs still gently spread. Lena reached over to put the blind fold on Kel and adjusted it to make sure she couldn’t see a thing. Kel moaned slightly from the sweet apprehension of not knowing what was coming next, and that instantly made her senses heighten. She grew slightly anxious, and not surprisingly even hornier.
Lena knelt between her thighs again and ran the back of her hand up over Kel’s soft, wet pussy. “This is too much?” Lena asked, pressing her thumb firmly over Kel’s clit.
“Like that, yes, it’s okay,” Kel said.
“Is this better?” Lena took her fingers down just a tiny bit, pressing into the soft flesh just below her clit, above the opening of her body.
Kel arched up off the bed, her breath catching in her throat. “Holy shit,” she murmured, and Lena choked back a giggle. “Holy shit.”
“Good to know,” Lena said. She slipped the toy into the bowl of water, quietly. She didn’t know if Kel would guess, but she didn’t want to take the chance. She wanted to see the gasp.
She knelt between the Kel’s legs, then bent down to press the flat of her tongue against her body. Kel squirmed against her mouth, letting out a long, low sigh. “Damn,” she murmured, “Oh damn, that feels good.”
Lena circled her opening with two fingers, then eased them inside, slow and steady. Kel’s moans grew just a touch more regular, her hips arching, pressing her clit harder against Lena’s mouth. Lena took the nub of flesh into her mouth and suckled it softly as Kel let out a long string of curses. Lena teased her for a few gorgeous moments, dragging her fingers in and out of her body – then drew back, pulling her tongue away after one particularly intense suck. “Oh god,” Kel was murmuring, “don’t stop, why’d you stop? Oh, God…”
Which was the perfect moment, in retrospect, as Lena couldn’t have choreographed it better. She took the glass dildo out of the ice water and used her fingers to part Kel’s folds so that she didn’t get any warning as the cold cock plunged deeply into her pussy.
Kel reached up to yank off the blindfold. Her eyes flew wide open as her back arched off the bed, driving her further down onto the toy. “Fuck!” she gasped, her mouth wide open, her hips thrusting wildly outside of her control. Lena found the spot that had made Kel groan before, that flat spot just below her clit. She pressed down hard as she drew the dildo out and then pressed it forward again.
“Are you fucking me with ice?” Kel managed to gasp out, but then went wild, her body shaking as she started to orgasm, quivering and biting back screams. Her orgasm went on and on with a body-tingling, heart-racing, sweat-inducing rush of excitement. Every time Lena thought that she was done, she’d go to pull back on the dildo, and Kel would shake into a fresh flurry of incredible after spasms.
She reached up, no words, to just grasp hands. She caught Lena’s shoulder and drew the older woman down onto the bed beside her. She freed the toy herself, tossing it back into the bowl of water, and then wrapped herself up in Lena’s arms. “Holy shit,” she whispered, nuzzling into Lena’s neck in a way that made it crystal clear they were far from done.
“What was that?”
“Glass dildo. I put it in ice water first.”
“That was amazing. Oh my god.”
“Lots of people, even though they don’t like pain, like sensation play. It’s crazy intense. I thought it was worth a try.”
“Can you make it hot, too?”
Lena nodded. “Sometimes people go back and forth from one to the other. Or one -” she stumbled over the words.
Kel’s eyes opened, and she was chuckling again. “You mean to say one in the front and one in back, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
“That could be fun,” Kel said. Her nuzzling went from friendly anxiety to something much more determined. Her fingers walked up Lena’s side to the softness of her breast and teased at the peak of her nipple. “I think we’re going to enjoy this.”
“I hope so,” Lena said as Kel bit at her nipple. She groaned, her hips shifting forward, seeking something to grind against.
“I mean it though,” Kel said, letting the nipple out of her mouth with a pop, and sending her fingers there to tease some more. “I want to start dating you. I want to do so much more with you.”
“Yes,” Lena whispered, nodding. Kel slipped her thigh between Lena’s, and Lena groaned with relief at the sensation of pressure. It wasn’t enough, not enough, but it was something.
“I’d like to know your favorite color.”
“Blue, more please, more.”
“Only if you’re good. Your favorite book?”
“Unfair. Can’t think. Please.” There was a delicious, wonderful, swirling anxiety centered just above her pubic bone, her sex was clenching on nothing, and she needed. She didn’t tease herself like this. She felt like she was dancing on a rapidly narrowing balance beam, and she wanted nothing more than to fling herself over the edge and fall.
“If you’re good,” Kel said, her voice containing a giggle that Lena wanted to be mad about but couldn’t quite manage. “If you’re good and answer the question, maybe I’ll give you a finger.”
“I’ll let you look through my entire electronic library if you will please just fuck me already,” Lena finally gasped out. Kel laughed, and her fingers were there, exactly where Lena wanted them. She kept her thigh where it was, backing up the pressure of her fingers with the solidity of her flesh, and she flicked at Lena’s clit.
“You’re beautiful,” Kel murmured into Lena’s hair, and it was the words that finally threw her over the edge. “You’re so fucking gorgeous.”
That tight anxiety in her pelvis broke open in a sudden shower of sensation. Lena drew in a long deep breath, then let her throat catch, as she let herself just feel the vibe. The tingles in her fingertips, the convulsions of her pussy, the intense waves inside her body that burst throughout her. She heard someone chanting yes, please, more, but she wasn’t sure if it was her or the woman who was holding her so tightly.
When the orgasm broke over her in spiraling swirls of rainbow prisms, Kel drew back her fingers and pressed harder with her thigh, giving Lena a place to work out the aftershocks, quivering and shaking as the world shattered and shivere
d back into place around her. And then she sagged against Kel, trying to find the right rhythm for her heart again.
“Your entire electronic library, huh?” Kel said after a minute.
“It’s expansive,” Lena managed to say.
“How expansive?”
She lifted an eyebrow. “How do you think I figured out the freezing glass dildos? In backroom bars?”
Kel threw her head back and laughed. “Seems unlikely, I’ll admit that.” She snuggled in a little closer. “Is this going to get weird?”
Cold water ran through her veins, and Lena tried to still her heart, suddenly racing for a very different reason. “I think we’ll have to work to keep it from getting weird.”
Kel nodded. “Do you want to do the work?” Her voice was very small, very quiet. Lena gathered the girl up and held her tight.
“I do,” Lena said. It sounded like a chance for something great.
“I’m all yours for the taking,” Kel said with a serious tone. “But there is one condition if you want to have a relationship with me.”
“Oh. It’s my mother, isn’t it?”
“Yes, you need to tell her. Like I said before, I don’t do closets. And after you tell your Mom, you need to tell the world. Do you agree?”
“I’m okay with telling the world. Lena giggled out loud. “But telling Mama, that won’t be easy.”
Lena went and got another bottle of wine. They drank and chatted until midnight, discussing the many things they had in common, warming to one another, both getting higher than a kite, and a little giddy. After a few more good night embraces and long, deep kisses, they reluctantly said goodnight. They were excited and pleased with what they had done, and all the possibilities of this new love. Lena was so very happy, yet anxious about what lie ahead. But for now, she was ready for sleep and sweet dreams.
Chapter Six
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Lena cursed out the computer for what seemed like the thousandth time that day. Inventory software had finally been installed, and she’d managed to convince wait staff to provide feedback on dishes that customers were most keen on. The new restaurant was running in the black for the first time in three years. Of course, Kel’s new menu introductions were no small part of that success. Bringing the comfort of spicy soul food to classic dishes like mac and cheese and green bean casserole had made the little Vermont restaurant into a sensation. Kel was doing an amazing job and thrived at her work.
