Complications

by Mj Williamz

  “I see chivalry isn’t dead,” Susan said.

  “Not on my watch, it isn’t.”

  Mel rested her hand in the small of Susan’s back and steered her toward the door. Just that little contact had her hormones racing. She could easily lose herself with Susan. She would have to fight to keep it casual.

  They were seated in a corner booth at the back of the restaurant. It was dark and private and just what Mel wanted.

  “So, about the other night…” she began after they ordered.

  “You did nothing wrong. You were quite the gentlewoman.”

  “I’m glad I came across that way. I felt like a letch.”

  “How so?” Susan asked.

  “I don’t know. I had no right to touch your hair, for starters.”

  “Look. I’m the one that kissed your palm. And I asked for another kiss, and you were the decent one who called it a night. You did nothing wrong.”

  “Okay. That’s a relief. It’s just that…well…I don’t know…”

  “What? You can tell me,” Susan said. “We’re two consenting adults, Mel. And maybe I need to be a little more forceful in my wants and needs.”

  “What are you saying?”

  “Look, you know I’m not looking for anything permanent. And I would imagine you’re okay with that.”

  “Normally, I would be. But there’s something different about you.”

  Susan sighed heavily.

  “Look. I’d like to invite you back to my place after dinner. But you have to understand, it’s not anything serious.”

  “I understand. But you have to understand that, while I can keep it casual as long as you want to, I’ll be wanting more.”

  “I don’t know then,” Susan said. “You know I don’t want anything serious, and I don’t really think you’re the settling down type. Even if you think you are.”

  “Well, let’s just play it by ear.” Mel wasn’t going to blow a chance to take Susan to bed. She had dreamed of this. She’d be a fool not to jump on it.

  Dinner came, and each of them oohed and aahed over how perfectly cooked their meat was. They shared a bottle of red wine, since they were having steaks, and Mel relaxed the longer the meal went on. The promise of making love to Susan’s sweet body was almost too much to bear. She had wanted to leave the restaurant as soon as Susan had said she wanted to take her home. But the wine and food helped her relax.

  When dinner was over and Mel had paid, she pulled Susan’s chair out for her.

  “See? You’re a natural charmer,” Susan said.

  “No. I just know right from wrong.”

  They slowly crossed the parking lot. Mel was thinking of what lay ahead, and it took her a few steps to realize Susan seemed lost in her own thoughts as well.

  “Penny for your thoughts,” Mel said.

  “Oh, just thinking. Wondering, actually, if you’ll be as wonderful a lover as my imagination has built you up to be.”

  “Oh. No pressure, huh?”

  “None.” Susan laughed.

  “I hope I’ll live up to your expectations.”

  “I’m sure you will.”

  “So, as the old adage goes, your place or mine?” Mel said.

  “I think I’d rather be in my own bed, if that’s okay,” Susan said.

  “Sure. No problem.”

  “My house is a mess, though. There are boxes everywhere. So, just be warned.”

  “I’m not worried about that,” Mel said. “My attention is going to be all on you.”

  “You say the sweetest things. I know there must have been years of practice that have gone into making you who you are today.”

  “I mean what I say. I’m not just full of lines like you seem to think.”

  “See? You really are, though. But you’ve been using them so long you don’t think of them as lines anymore,” Susan said.

  “No. I mean it. My attention is going to be all on you. I’ve looked forward to this since the first time I saw you at the bar.”

  “So we both have high expectations, then.”

  “Not exactly. Maybe. I don’t know. I think there’s a fire burning between us. I don’t see how that can’t carry over to exquisite love making.”

  “Okay, we’re here, so let’s go find out.”

  Mel once again held Susan’s door open for her. She took her hand and allowed Susan to lead the way to her front door. Mel was a nervous wreck. She really hoped she could live up to Susan’s standards, but she’d never had any complaints. Still, she was totally into Susan so the pressure was on.

  Susan fumbled with her keys.

  “You nervous?” Mel said.

  “A little.”

  She got the door open and walked in. Mel didn’t take her eyes off Susan’s sexy ass as she followed her in. Susan turned and Mel blushed.

  “Busted,” she said.

  “It’s okay,” Susan said. “Can I get you something to drink?”

  “No. I’m fine.”

  “Okay.”

  They stood awkwardly in Susan’s front room. Mel finally reached out and took Susan’s hands. She gently pulled her toward her.

  “You’re so beautiful,” she whispered.

  “And you’re so cute.”

  Mel wanted to kiss Susan with every ounce of her being. But she wanted to draw it out, to make it last. Their kiss at The Shack had been brief yet wonderful, but she wanted this one to be special. She wanted this to be a kiss Susan would never forget.

  Again, she brushed a stray strand of hair out of Susan’s face. She left her hand there and cupped her jaw. Her thumb lazily stroked her cheek. She closed her eyes and lowered her mouth. The shocks that struck her when their lips met left her weak in the knees. She continued to kiss her as she added pressure with her lips. She ran her tongue over Susan’s lips, and they parted and let her in. The feel of their tongues dancing together was almost too much for Mel. She was having a hard time standing as well as breathing. She broke the kiss and leaned her forehead against Susan’s.

  “That was some kiss,” she said when she finally caught her breath.

  “Yeah, it was,” Susan said. “I want another. And another. Please and thank you.”

  Mel was happy to oblige. She kissed Susan full on the mouth again while she ran her hands up and down her back. She pressed Susan into herself and felt her heart race at the contact.

  “I need you,” Susan said. “I need you right now.”

  “Let’s go to your room, then.”

  “Come on.” She reached both hands behind her and Mel took them. She followed Susan down the hall to a large master bedroom.

  Mel stood in the doorway and took in the room. The king-size bed in the middle of the room was unmade. It had purple satin sheets on it and a black comforter. The combination made her heart race. It seemed so Susan. She couldn’t wait to see Susan’s naked body on those sheets and to feel the softness of both.

  Susan turned to face her, and Mel kissed her again. She could kiss her all day and all night. Her lips were soft and she tasted sweet. She could easily lose herself in those kisses. She fought not to. She forced herself to stay focused on everything about Susan.

  She reached behind her and unzipped her dress. She slipped her hand inside the open material to feel the silky softness of her back. As she rubbed it, Susan moaned. She collapsed into Mel’s arms.

  “That feels so good,” Susan said.

  “You have the most amazing skin.”

  “You have the most amazing touch.”

  They kissed some more as Mel got Susan’s dress down over her hips and to the floor. Susan stepped out of it. Mel placed her hands on Susan’s hips and pulled Susan against her.

  She stepped back to look at Susan in her matching lace underwear and bra. They were pale blue, just like her dress. Her breasts overflowed just slightly from the top of her bra. Mel felt her clit swelling at the sight of Susan. She wanted her more than ever. And the idea that she was about to have her threatened to short-circu
it her. She could barely think. She told herself not to think, just to feel.

  She eased Susan onto the bed and climbed on top of her, careful not to crush her with her full weight.

  “You’re so fucking hot,” she said. She kissed her again and let her hand skim over Susan’s semi-nude body.

  “You need to get out of those clothes,” Susan said.

  Mel climbed off the bed and stripped down to her boxers and undershirt.

  “All of them,” Susan said.

  Mel stepped out of her boxers and took her wife-beater over her head.

  “Now look who’s hot,” Susan said. “Come here. Let me touch you.”

  Mel got back on the bed. She thought Susan would touch her belly or her chest, but no. When Susan said she wanted to touch Mel, she meant it. Her hand was immediately between Mel’s legs.

  “You’re so wet and warm,” Susan said.

  “Easy there, sister,” Mel said. She gently took hold of Susan’s wrist and took it away. “You’re not even naked yet. It’s too soon for the fun to begin. And when it does, I get you first.”

  “Why’s that?”

  “Chivalry, my dear. Ladies first.”

  “We may just see about that.”

  “I don’t know. I need you so desperately. I have to have you, and I have to have you soon.”

  She kissed her again as she drew her hand over the mounds overflowing the bra.

  “Your breasts are so soft. Let’s get you out of this bra.”

  Susan sat up and Mel deftly unhooked her bra. She tossed it onto the floor. Mel kissed Susan again, hard on the mouth before kissing down her neck to where it met her shoulder. She sucked on the hollow there and moved down until she had her face at one of Susan’s breasts. She kissed the side of it. It was large and firm and Mel wanted to devour it.

  “You have the nicest beasts,” Mel said.

  “Please. Oh, God, please touch it or suck it or something. Please, Mel.”

  Mel licked her nipple and watched it grow. She saw the areola pucker and knew she was as hot for Mel as Mel was for her. She took as much of Susan’s breast as she could into her mouth and sucked as hard as she could. She ran her tongue over her nipple as she continued to suckle.

  “Oh, dear God, Mel,” Susan said in a high-pitched voice. “Oh yes. Oh, God, yes.”

  Mel continued what she was doing, though she tried to suck harder and lick faster.

  “Oh, shit, Mel.” Susan said. “I’m going to come.”

  “Mm hm,” Mel said, not releasing Susan’s breast.

  Susan wrapped her legs around Mel and gyrated against her as she clung to her and cried out her name.

  “Oh, jeez,” Susan said when Mel finally released her breast. “That was incredible. I’ve never come from someone sucking on my nipple before.”

  “Good,” Mel said. “Let’s hope tonight will be a night of many firsts. Now, let’s get you out of these panties so I can have my way with you.”

  “Don’t I even get to catch my breath first?”

  Mel smiled.

  “If you insist.”

  “Come here, you.” Susan pulled Mel to her and held her. Mel could feel Susan’s heart racing. She waited until it was back to normal before she sat up.

  “Okay, now that you’ve caught your breath, off with the undies.”

  “You like to be in charge, don’t you?” Susan said.

  “Not really. I just like to make sure the lady is taken care of first. That’s really the only thing I’m in charge about.”

  “Well, one could argue that you already took care of me,” Susan said.

  “That was only the appetizer. It’s time for the main course.”

  She slid down Susan’s body and peeled off her underwear. Susan spread her legs wide.

  “Okay, loverboi. Have at it.”

  “Oh, shit,” Mel said. “You’re beautiful. I don’t even know where to start.”

  Susan reached down and ran her hands through Mel’s hair.

  “It’s all yours tonight. Do whatever you want.”

  Mel was dripping in anticipation. She noticed Susan was, too.

  She ran her fingers over the length of Susan, stopping to tease her opening. She lowered her head and ran her tongue over Susan’s clit. She heard Susan’s sharp intake of breath and smiled to herself.

  “Oh yes, Mel. That feels so good.”

  “You like that?” Mel said. She licked Susan again and slipped two fingers inside her. She gently stroked her while she lapped at her clit.

  “Oh, shit, Mel. You do know what you’re doing.” Susan said in between heavy breaths.

  Mel was wet and ready for Susan, too. She was throbbing as she made love to her. She had to force herself to focus on Susan’s needs and keep her own at bay. But damn, she wanted to come.

  She slid another finger inside Susan.

  “Oh, God, yes. Fill me, Mel.”

  Mel moved her fingers in and out as her tongue swirled over and around her slick clit. She licked frantically, urging Susan closer and closer to the edge.

  “Oh, shit,” Susan said. “Oh, Mel.”

  She pressed Mel’s face into her and gyrated against her as the orgasms washed over her.

  “Damn,” Susan said when she finally caught her breath. “I lost count of how many times I came.”

  “Good,” Mel said as she licked her lips. “You should be too busy to keep track anyway.”

  “I was,” Susan said. “I’ve got to say, Mel, you didn’t disappoint. You may have outdone my fantasies, even.”

  Mel blushed.

  “Oh, my God. You even blush. Could you be any cuter?”

  Mel felt the redness covering her skin deepen. She had nothing to say. She just wanted Susan to take her now. She lay down next to her. She kissed her hard on her mouth and ran her hand over her body.

  “What do you think you’re doing?” Susan said. “It’s your turn now.”

  She playfully rolled Mel onto her back and straddled her stomach.

  “I’m in the driver’s seat now,” Susan said.

  “Far be it from me to protest if a beautiful lady wants to ravish me.”

  “That’s just what I intend to do.”

  She slid down Mel’s body and left a wet trail as she did.

  “Jesus, you’re wet,” Mel said. “I feel the heat as you slide down me.”

  “Good. That’s all you, loverboi.”

  Susan slipped off Mel and lay between her legs. She pried Mel’s lips open and ran her tongue between them.

  Mel shivered as the waves of heat rolled over her. She was going to come too soon. She just knew it. She tried hard to hold it in as Susan played her fingers over Mel’s hard clit. Mel didn’t think she’d ever been that hard before.

  “You’re so swollen. I like that. Do you want me to get you off, Mel?”

  “Yes. Susan, please. Please. I need to come.”

  She felt Susan take her clit between her lips and run her tongue over it. She grasped the sheets and cried out as she reached her climax.

  “I came too soon,” Mel said. “I feel bad.”

  “Don’t. It was hot. I enjoyed that you were so worked up and ready. No need to feel bad, okay?”

  “Okay. Now get up here and let me hold you.”

  “Don’t you think you should get going?” Susan said.

  “Can’t I stay the night?”

  “I don’t know that that’s such a good idea.”

  “Susan—”

  “Mel, please. Let’s not make this awkward. We had fun. I’d like to have fun with you again. But for now, I don’t think it would give you the right message if I allowed you to stay the night.”

  “Fine. I’m really sorry some woman did a number on you, but I’m not her.” Mel grabbed her clothes off the floor. She dressed quickly and tried to keep her temper in check. “When will I see you again?”

  “I work Sunday. One to seven.”

  “I’ll stop by.” She kissed Susan on the cheek and let her
self out.

  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Susan woke Saturday morning with a smile on her face. Memories of the previous night flooded her brain. She found herself reminiscing about Mel’s sparkling green eyes, the cute way she flipped her bangs, and her dimples when she smiled. Mel was a looker. And man, was she a skilled lover. It had been ages since Susan had had that many orgasms. One right after another. She stretched as she remembered how incredible Mel had made her feel.

  She had nothing to do that day and no one to do it with. She decided she wanted to go to the beach and soak up some rays after she unpacked some more. And broke down the boxes that littered her house. She had a lot of work to do. She got out of bed and put a robe on then set to work.

  Susan had the house fairly clutter free by two. She felt good about what she had accomplished. To reward herself, she slipped into her swimsuit and wrap and headed to the beach. The place was crowded, as it was a warm summer day with temperatures in the mid eighties. She couldn’t find a parking place in the public lot, so took a page out of Mel’s book and parked at The Shack.

  She crossed to the beach and carried her beach chair all the way down to the water. Once again, she sat with her feet in the water to stay cool. She lathered herself in sunscreen and leaned her head back. She closed her eyes to relax.

  “You look like you’re getting too much sun,” she heard from a distance as she fought to wake up. She saw Mel standing there. “Seriously, you should put a hat on. Your face is red.”

  “I put sunscreen on,” Susan said. “What time is it?”

  “It’s just after five. What time did you get here?”

  “Just after two.” Susan was shocked that she’d fallen asleep for three hours. No wonder she was looking burnt. She hadn’t reapplied once since she’d been there.

  “Well, you got plenty of color for one day,” Mel said. “Have you been asleep the whole time?”

  “I think so. I didn’t realize how tired I was.”

  “Late night?” Mel grinned.

  It was then that Susan realized Joey was standing there, too.

  “Hi, Joey,” she said.

  “Hi, Susan. Mel’s right. It’s time for you to pack it up and head inside. Maybe get some aloe vera for the burn.”

  “Have you guys been surfing?” Susan was surprised to feel the disappointment at having missed them.