Complications

by Mj Williamz

  “Nope. We’ve been playing with this little guy.” Mel tugged on the hand of DJ to bring him around to where Susan could see him.

  “Aw, hello,” Susan said.

  DJ hid behind Mel’s leg.

  “Hey, DJ, this is a friend of mine,” Mel said.

  DJ stayed hidden.

  “He’s awfully cute,” Susan said to Joey.

  “Thanks. His mom’s a looker.”

  “I’m sure.”

  “We were just taking him home,” Mel said.

  “Okay. I think I’m going to head home, too.”

  “You want a wine or something first?” Mel said.

  “Hey, Mel,” Joey said. “We really need to get going.”

  “I’d love a glass of wine,” Susan said. “Go ahead and take DJ home, Joey. I’ll give Mel a ride when we’re through.”

  “Sounds good,” Joey said. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Mel?”

  “Yeah. I’ll be over around noon.”

  “Okay. You two enjoy your evening. It was good to see you again, Susan.”

  “Good seeing you, too.”

  Mel and Susan entered The Shack and took what was rapidly becoming “their table.”

  “I’m glad we ran into you,” Mel said.

  “Me, too. How red am I, really?”

  “Pretty red.”

  Susan excused herself and went into the restroom to see for herself. It was true. She was burned to a crisp. Aloe vera. She’d pick some up on the way home after dinner.

  She walked back out.

  “I’m glad I’m fried. This way you can’t see me blushing from how embarrassed I am for falling asleep for that long.”

  “No worries. We’ve all done it.”

  “You have such a great tan, though. Surely you don’t get sunburned.”

  “Not very often. You had a pretty good base going, too. I’m surprised you got that red.”

  “I’m hoping it’ll fade.”

  “Maybe it will,” Mel said.

  They ordered their drinks.

  “Are you interested in dinner?” Mel said.

  Susan thought for a moment. She liked Mel. She wanted to sleep with her again. But she didn’t want to give Mel any false hope for a relationship.

  “I don’t know if that’s such a good idea,” Susan said.

  “Why not?”

  “Look, Mel. You’re adorable. You’re charming. And you’re fantastic in bed. But I’m not looking for a relationship and I’d hate to lead you on.”

  “You’ve made it quite clear that we’re just fuck buddies,” Mel said. “I’m not thinking of anything more. But I’d love to buy you dinner and take you home again. No strings attached.”

  “Are you sure?” Susan said. Her desire to have Mel again was overriding her common sense.

  “I’m sure. Now let’s get some menus and order.”

  After dinner, Susan took Mel back to her place. They closed the front door behind them and Susan pressed Mel against it as she kissed her with a need that came from her very core. Mel brought a knee up and Susan ground into it.

  “Let’s get to bed,” Susan said. She stripped as she walked and was completely naked by the time they reached her room.

  “Holy shit, you’re hot,” Mel said. “You’ve got the nicest body I’ve ever seen.”

  “Thank you. Now, let’s get you undressed.”

  Susan pulled Mel to her and kissed her as she undid her shorts and slid them off. Next, she dragged her boxers down and Mel stepped out of them. They broke apart so Mel could take off her shirt and wife-beater. They stood together, naked.

  Mel climbed up on the bed and pulled Susan on top of her, being careful not to hurt her sunburned areas. Their tongues played over each other as limbs tangled together. Susan loved the feeling of Mel’s masculine arms and legs against her. She wanted her in so many ways. Susan disentangled herself and got on her hands and knees.

  “I want you to take me like this,” she said.

  “You do, huh?” She could hear the excitement in Mel’s voice. “I’d love to do that. I can get really deep that way.”

  “I know,” Susan said. “I want to feel your fingers in my throat.”

  Mel laughed.

  “I’ll see what I can do.”

  First, Mel reached her hand around Susan and rubbed her clit. Susan lowered her head and bit her pillow. Christ, Mel made her feel so good. She knew she was going to come, and Mel hadn’t even been inside her yet. She couldn’t help herself. She was writhing against Mel’s hand, humping it, as it were, determined to get off as soon as she could. She didn’t have to wait long. Mel pressed hard against her clit one last time and held her hand there and Susan screamed into the pillow as the waves crashed over her.

  When she trusted her arms again, she straightened them out and offered herself to Mel. This time, Mel slid her fingers inside as deep as they could go. Susan still needed more.

  “Give me more, Mel. More fingers. Go deeper. Really fuck me.”

  Mel did as instructed, and Susan had never felt better. She felt full deep inside. It was an amazing feeling. Mel moved her hand in and out and Susan moved back and forth to meet each thrust. Soon she was lost in the rhythm, incapable of thought, only able to feel. She kept it up as long as she could until all her life force seemed to congregate in her center. She held it there, pulsating until all at once it burst forward, flowing over her body as she came over and over again.

  When she had finished convulsing, she collapsed on her stomach.

  “Damn,” she managed to say.

  “You are so fucking hot,” Mel said as she flopped down next to Susan.

  “Mm. You’re not so bad yourself. Give me a minute and I’ll be all over you.”

  “No worries. You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

  “Bullshit. Tell me you just fucked me like that and it didn’t turn you on.”

  “I’d be lying,” Mel said. She grinned. “I just like the idea of you being too wiped to do anything.”

  “It’ll never happen.”

  She rolled Mel over onto her back and kissed her hard on her mouth. She skimmed her hand down Mel’s body and felt her muscles ripple at her touch. She moved her hand back up to her breast, which she cupped gently.

  “You have the perfect sized breasts,” Susan said.

  “Yeah? I’m glad you like them.”

  “They match your personality. You know, all butch and outdoorsy.”

  “Okay…”

  Susan laughed.

  “Don’t worry. It’s a compliment.”

  She teased Mel’s nipples briefly before running her hand down to where her legs met. She slipped it between them and Mel spread them for her.

  “Oh, Jesus,” Susan said. “Just feel how wet you are for me.”

  She dragged her hand all over Mel before sliding her fingers inside. In and out, she moved them. She saw Mel grabbing hold of the sheet.

  “You like that?” Susan said. “Does that feel good?”

  “Oh God, yes.”

  “I want to make you come for me.”

  “Yes. Oh God, yes.”

  “Are you close, Mel? What do you need?”

  Mel closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. Susan knew she was close. She moved her hand faster, and Mel finally cried out when she came.

  Susan lay down next to Mel and allowed Mel to take her in her arms. They lay like that peacefully until Susan felt her eyelids grow heavy.

  “I think you’d better go,” she said.

  “Yeah, I figured that was coming,” Mel said. She dressed and turned to leave. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  “Yep. See you then. Oh, do you need a ride?”

  “No, I’ll walk. Thanks, though.”

  *

  Mel showed up at Joey’s at noon the next day. She was looking forward to a day in the waves. She’d enjoyed playing with DJ the day before, but surfing sounded like a great way to clear her head.

  “Hey, Mel.” Joey answered the do
or. “How was your night last night?”

  “Same as the night before.”

  “Yeah? So you and this Susan may be getting serious?”

  “No. She kicked me out again.”

  “Really?” Joey said. “Maybe it’s for the best. Maybe she’s got some deep, dark secret that’s keeping her from a relationship. Maybe she’s a werewolf or a serial killer or something.”

  “Yeah. Those are likely. Whatever. She got burned in her last relationship and is now sworn off them. Sound familiar?”

  “Sounds very familiar. But then Samantha came into my life and I was willing to take a chance again. Maybe she just needs to realize you’re a good person to take a chance with.”

  “Yeah? Well, how long is that going to take?”

  “I can’t answer that, my friend. I wish I could, but I can’t.”

  “Whatever. Let’s hit the waves.”

  They surfed for three hours. Mel felt great after a day in the sun and water. The waves had been great, and Mel was relaxed and ready for a shower when she and Joey got out of the water.

  “You want a beer or something before we head home?” Joey asked.

  “No. I’m good. I need to take a shower and head over to Kindred Spirits. You want to come with?”

  “No. I need some family time.”

  Mel showered and dressed in khaki cargo shorts and a black golf shirt. She hoped Susan would think she looked good. Man, she had it bad for Susan. She wondered what she could do to get Susan to see she wasn’t just another smooth talker. She hoped to figure that out sooner rather than later. In the meantime, she’d simply enjoy the sex. Because the sex with Susan was out of this world.

  She entered the bar to see quite a crowd. She wondered what was going on. She saw Susan waitressing, so took a seat and waited for her to come over.

  “Half pitcher of Firestone Pivo?” Susan said when she got to Mel’s table.

  “Exactly. Thank you.”

  “Coming right up.”

  When she brought the beer, Mel motioned to the empty seat across the booth.

  “Take a load off?” she said.

  “I can’t. Too busy.”

  “Can I buy you a drink when you’re off duty?”

  “Sure,” Susan said. “That would be great.”

  Mel put quarters on the pool table to challenge Noelle, the woman currently running it.

  “Oh, Mel. Come on. I’ve been having so much fun,” Noelle said.

  “Sorry. I need something to do to pass the time.”

  She beat Noelle soundly and then accepted challengers. She kept herself busy between pool and watching Susan make her rounds. She looked so fine in her short-shorts and tight white T-shirt. Mel’s palms sweat at the thought of rubbing her hands all over Susan’s body.

  Finally, seven o’clock rolled around. Susan came over and collapsed in the booth across from her.

  “Wow. What a day.”

  “Why is it so crowded?”

  “I don’t know,” Susan said. “But I’m glad it was. I made bank on tips today.”

  “Good for you.” Mel hadn’t really considered how much tips meant to Susan or any of the other waitresses. She always tipped them well if they did a good job, but thought of it more as a way of saying they’d done a good job and not so much how it meant financially to the recipient.

  “So, are you totally into this pool game?” Susan said.

  “No. I don’t even have a challenger at the moment.”

  “Good. Let’s get out of here. I need a hot soak and some fun time.”

  Mel’s heart skipped a beat. She was always up for fun time with Susan.

  “Sounds good to me.”

  “Wait a minute,” Susan said. “How many nights in a row will this be?”

  Mel was crestfallen. She didn’t want Susan to say no. She needed her. She had feelings for her like she’d never had before.

  “Three,” she said softly.

  “Okay. I don’t mind sleeping together as often as we can. But we need to check in periodically so we both are clear on where we stand.”

  “Look,” Mel said. “You know what I want. I know what I want. But we both know that’s not going to happen. So we play by your rules. I’m clear on them. Even though I’d never abuse you like your ex.”

  “I have such a hard time believing someone with your reputation would want to settle down.”

  “Stranger things have happened.”

  “I suppose.”

  “I’d like to stop by the liquor store on the way to your house,” Mel said.

  “Okay. I’ll leave the door unlocked. I’ll be in the tub, so you can let yourself in.”

  “Sounds good.”

  Mel showed up at Susan’s house bearing a six-pack of beer and a bottle of Chardonnay. She was ready to relax with Susan. She was really enjoying spending all this time with her, though she wondered how good it was for her psyche. She felt like Don Quixote chasing windmills. But she was determined to keep trying. Hopefully, someday she’d wear Susan down.

  She put the beer and wine in the fridge and wandered down the hall to find Susan reclining in a claw-foot tub.

  “Nice bathtub,” Mel said.

  “Isn’t it the best? I love it and have been dying to try it out.”

  “Well, you look very comfortable. Can I bring you a glass of wine?”

  “That would be great. Thanks.”

  Mel returned with wine for Susan and a beer for herself.

  “Cheers,” she said. She looked around for a place to sit. There was only the toilet. She closed the lid and sat there.

  “Are you enjoying the show?” Susan asked.

  “Very much. Is that okay?”

  “It’s fine. I just don’t know how comfortable I want you to get, you know?”

  “Look, you invited me over. You’re in the bath. I think we both know what happens next, so why shouldn’t I watch you bathe?”

  “I suppose you have a point.”

  “I’d be happy to help if you’d like,” Mel said.

  “No, thanks. I’m fine. But you’ll have to excuse me now while I take my shower.”

  “I could join you.”

  “Please do.”

  Mel could hardly believe her ears. She hurried into the bedroom to shed her clothes and then went back to the bathroom. Susan was already in the shower. Mel stepped in with her. She took the soap in her hands and lathered them up then ran her hands all over Susan’s body. Susan stood with her arms above her head and let Mel wash her.

  “Damn, you’re fine,” Mel said as she washed down Susan’s front. She paused to make sure her breasts were extra clean.

  Susan reached for Mel and pulled her to her. She kissed her hard on the mouth. Mel’s head grew light as the kiss deepened. She continued to scrub Susan’s body. She finally reached between her legs and cleaned her carefully. She dipped her fingers inside and stroked her walls briefly then brushed them over her clit.

  Susan held tightly to Mel as she shuddered in her arms.

  “Oh, my God. You know just how to please a woman,” Susan said. “Let me guess. Years of practice?”

  Mel blushed.

  “I think the important thing is that I’m learning to please you. That’s what matters.”

  “Nice dodge, Mel. Okay. Let’s rinse off and get out.”

  Mel stepped out first and held a towel for Susan. She stepped into it, and Mel wrapped it around her.

  “Thank you,” Susan said.

  Mel was doing everything she could to prove she was a gentlewoman not in search of a one-night stand, even though that’s what Susan wanted. Or rather, she wanted a string of one-night stands. Still, Mel held out hope that she could win her over.

  They made their way to the bedroom and fell into bed together. Mel kissed Susan and ran her hands all over her body.

  “I swear, your body was made for me to love,” she said.

  “You think so, huh?” Susan smiled.

  “I do.”

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p; “Well, do with me what you will, stud.”

  Mel placed her hand between Susan’s legs and rubbed her clit.

  “Oh, God. No pretense tonight, huh?” Susan said through heavy breaths.

  “Not a one. You’re so wet and ready for me. Why shouldn’t I just go for it?”

  “Oh. No reason. God, Mel. Don’t stop.”

  Mel continued to rub Susan’s clit until Susan dug her fingernails into Mel’s back. She screamed out incoherently. Mel smiled to herself, proud that she could have that effect on Susan.

  “So, you want to play quick and dirty tonight, huh?” Susan said.

  “Sure.” Mel laughed.

  Susan moved so she was between Mel’s legs. She licked her clit and slipped her fingers inside her.

  “Oh, shit,” Mel said. “I’m so full. How many fingers are in me?”

  “Four,” Susan said. “Now give it to me baby. Let yourself go. I want you to come for me.”

  She didn’t have to ask twice. Mel felt the ball of heat forming in her core. She felt it explode, sending heat waves throughout her body as the force of the orgasm hit.

  She lay there until she could catch her breath.

  “I guess it’s time for me to go,” she said.

  “I guess it is.”

  “Can I leave my beer here?”

  “I don’t know,” Susan said. “That seems awfully commitment-

  esque.”

  “Look. Quit harping on it,” Mel said. “I get it. No commitment. Jesus Christ, woman.”

  She grabbed her beer from the fridge and left.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Susan lay awake in bed after Mel left. She hadn’t needed to be so pissy. Susan just had to protect herself. She had been hurt badly by Dorinda, and she had no intention of getting hurt again. Dorinda had been emotionally, verbally, and sometimes physically abusive, and she didn’t want to set herself up for more pain. Sure, Mel was being the perfect gentlewoman for the moment, but Susan knew her type. She just wanted Susan to fall for her, and she’d be on her way to woo some other poor, unsuspecting femme. It said a lot about Mel’s character that she’d been rude when she’d left.

  Susan rolled over and willed herself to go to sleep, but sleep was hard to come by. She should have been very relaxed after the orgasms Mel had given her. But she couldn’t sleep. She got up and made herself some warm milk. She sat at the kitchen table and thought about the pros and cons of getting serious with Mel. She shook her head when she realized what she was doing. The fact that she was even considering it was wrong. Mel would just as soon break her heart as look at her. Susan would keep her distance emotionally. Too bad Mel was such a good lover. Susan might have been able to keep a physical distance, too.