Merry Christmas, Reece

by T J Vertigo

  "Our lives have changed drastically since the movie and she's getting freaked over all the attention. She says she never has me to herself anymore."

  "Is she right?" The piercer frowned, hating that her two best friends were having troubles of any kind.

  "Yes, and I can't blame her for feeling that way. I don't remember a day since our honeymoon that we were able to just sit around by ourselves without interruption."

  "How can you fix that?"

  "I don't think I can. I'm a little worried that this may be too much for her and she's going to start hiding in her office like she always does when she has issues."

  "Is anything else suffering?"

  "Oh no. We get on like rabbits for the most part. That has never changed." Faith said with a satisfied little smirk.

  "Well, good." Violet winked. "What are you guys going to do about it?"

  "Reece is going through enough with me. I have to make things better Vi. I have to pay special attention to her when we do find alone time. Don't let her fool you, she's a pleasure hound. She can lay there for hours and have her head rubbed or her back scratched... things like that."

  "Oh that sounds sooo good Faith. Reece is so lucky to have you, and if I may, you're lucky to have her."

  "Don't I know it." Faith agreed with a sincere nod.

  "Does she have any ideas about her surprise?" Violet asked in a conspiratorial whisper.

  "Not a clue. This is going to be so much fun!" Faith said excitedly. I can hardly wait!"

  "She's gonna be so caught off guard. I wish I could be there."

  "Cori will tell you all the details I'm sure."

  "Speaking of...come on, lets find them, who knows what trouble they're getting into all by themselves."

  "Just a second, I have one thing I have to do. Smudge... come here baby..."

  The two friends found their other halves in the upstairs bedroom. Cori was on the bed holding a pillow over her face and Reece was still in her underwear, bent over at the waist, her ass aimed at Cori with a severe look of concentration on her face.

  "What are you doing?" Faith questioned her lover.

  "Trying to fart again." Reece replied through gritted teeth.

  "Again?" Violet asked, clearly baffled by the scene.

  "Yeah," The dancer said into the pillow. "So far I have her beat, by a whole 7 seconds."

  Faith looked disgusted. "Reece, stop that before you shit yourself."

  "I know I have one more in me." Reece argued and gave one final squeeze until she did fart.

  Violet scrunched up her face in displeasure and Faith's eyes widened in shock. Cori however, was holding up fingers as she counted.

  "Reece!" Faith gasped in horror as her wife continued to fart.

  "Eight.. nine...ten.."

  Reece finally stood up and threw her hands up in surrender, her face red from her efforts. "You win Cor, I can only make it to ten."

  "Baby, that was so incredibly gross!" Faith walked over and smacked her lover on the stomach then winced. "Ew, you stink." She exclaimed and quickly ran back over to Violet.

  "Do they do this often?" A still confused piercer asked.

  "Usually they fart on each other."

  "Cori, that's awful!"

  The dancer was too busy jumping up and down on the bed in victory to answer her lover.

  "Reece, you better get some clothes on, mom and dad will be here any minute. And spray in here will you?"

  Cori totally expected to hear Reece say "Yes dear" by the look on her face. She raised an eyebrow in expectation.

  "Ok baby."

  Close enough. The dancer thought with a chuckle.

  Blue eyes narrowed at her laughing friend.

  "Cori, you come down with me, you two are punished, you can't play with each other for the rest of the night."

  "Ok baby."

  Reece chuckled now as Cori followed her lover out of the bedroom compliantly. She stopped laughing the second she looked at her wife's face. Uh oh.

  "That was so unbelievably childish Reece. Farting contests. I'm surprised you guys weren't setting them on fire."

  Reece looked away guiltily.

  "You didn't..." Faith said in exasperation.

  Reece pointed to the lighter on the night table sheepishly.

  Faith shook her head at the tall woman in her incredibly sexy underwear and then grinned at the way her bottom lip protruded. "Stop that Reece, I can't stay even just a little miffed at you when you do that."

  Reece cocked her head and looked as pathetic as she possibly could.

  "Oh alright, I forgive you."

  Reece leaned back in the recliner while everyone hurried around her, busy with something or another. She laid there and sipped her beer, just like Faith ordered her too. If she had known earlier that throwing a yam at Cori would have earned her her freedom she would have done it hours ago. It wasn't her fault, the dancer threw one at her first. She just didn't get caught. Well it didn't matter now, Reece was free and clear of any duties involving the arrival of Marsha and Quinn. The in-laws. she thought with a devious smile. Wouldn't he just shit if I called him daddy? The club owner could barely contain her smirk until Smudge ran over, then she frowned. She reached down and lifted him up to stare at him. "Faith, what did you do to my dog?"

  "Oh, he's your dog is he?" The actress laughed from the other room.

  "Faith!"

  "I think he looks adorable in that Santa outfit." Faith said, coming into the living room and smiling at the dog.

  "He's not a Barbie doll honey. At least take off the hat." The club owner grumbled.

  Faith wrestled the dog out of her wife's protective grasp and put him down on the floor. She leaned down and kissed the top of the tall woman's head and snickered. "He rather likes being dressed, you started that with all those T-shirts." She patted Reece on the shoulder and wiggled her butt as she left the room again.

  The club owner growled. I never win any more. She pouted to herself, taking another swig of beer.

  "Reece put your shoes on."

  "Why? I'm not going outside." The tall woman looked at her socks and wiggled her toes.

  "Just put them on." Faith practically ordered.

  The tall woman leaned forward, closing the recliner with her body's momentum and muttered something as she stomped to get her shoes.

  "Because no one wants to see your ratty, old, torn up, stinky, socks that's why." Faith answered.

  "How did you...?" Reece began to ask but thought better of it. She slipped her feet into her sneakers and stomped loudly across the living room. "Better?" She asked standing in front of her harried wife.

  "Much." Faith smiled and reached up to peck Reece on the lips.

  "I don't get it." Reece said as she flopped back down in the recliner and sipped her beer quietly. Faith climbed up in her lap and wrapped her arms around Reece's neck. The club owner narrowed her eyes. "Ok, mind telling me why you're acting like this?"

  "No." She smiled deviously. Reece gave her two eyebrows. Faith snickered.

  "What are you hiding from me Faith?" Reece asked with her most sultry look.

  Faith almost confessed from the look alone, but composed herself. "Nothing." She glanced at her two friends as they put the finishing touches on the table setting, then she leaned over to whisper in her lover's ear. "Dad's going to have a stroke when he sees them."

  "Ya think?" Reece looked over at the two women as they stood side by side. "They look more freakish than they have in a long time babe. Violet's lip piercing stands out with that wretched lipstick she's wearing."

  "But you love them anyway."

  "Yeah." Reece admitted with a sigh of defeat.

  "I just go crazy when your mouth tastes like beer. Kiss me baby." Reece started to smirk but Faith missed the end result as those lips covered her own.

  "Would you just look at those two?" Violet teased. "Insatiable."

  "And they're off Ladies and gentleman." Cori became Howard Cosell "Reece's arm sli
ps slyly around Faith's shoulder and pulls her close. Faith's cheeks cave in as she obviously sucks on Reece's tongue. Long fingers in blonde hair... OH! Slick maneuver on the tall one's part. Bet Faith didn't know what hit her."

  Violet snorted with contained laughter, she could see Faith's shoulders shaking as well.

  "You're a freak." Reece said in annoyance as her giggling wife climbed off the chair.

  "Be lucky she's not in your bedroom."

  "Too true Vi." Faith laughed as she peeked out of the front window. "Oh! Its them!" She said excitedly.

  "They're heeere" Reece said mysteriously as she scooped up her dog and followed everyone to the door.

  Faith opened the door as her mother was just about to ring the doorbell.

  "Faith, honey!" The older woman gushed and wrapped her arms around her daughter. "I just saw you on the TV before we left! My little star! I'm so proud!" She said with tears in her eyes.

  "I never thought I'd admit it but, I missed you mom." Faith pulled out of the hug and looked around "Where's dad?"

  "Getting the bags. Would you look at the little guy? He's so cute!" Marsha looked at Reece for a moment before opening her arms in invitation. "Theresa dear, come give your momma a hug!"

  The tall woman's eyes widened in embarrassment and they darted around the crowd. Cori took Smudge away from her and pushed her into Marsha's arms which promptly squeezed her to death.

  "My other little girl." Mrs. Ashford said as she squeezed. "Are you getting bigger? What's the matter sweetheart, afraid to give me a little hug?" She joked at Reece's stiff posture.

  Reece tentatively hugged Marsha back and if she was tortured into admitting it she would say it felt good, but only then. "Hi, Mrs. A. Good to see you."

  The older woman released her daughter in-law and stepped back to take in the bunch. Her eyes fell on Cori and Violet. "My, but aren't you two the festive ones?" She said while reaching out to touch Cori's bright red hair.

  "Hiya, Marsha!" Cori handed the squirming dog back to Reece and enveloped the older woman in a hug.

  "Take notes Theresa, this is a hug."

  "Gotchya."

  Quinn stumbled up the steps with a huge bag slung over his shoulders and a small suitcase in his free hand. Reece noticed that he was dressed a little less conservative as usual and figured it was Mrs. A's doing. She smiled fondly at the older woman. "Hiya, Pops!" She said boisterously as she smacked him on his already taxed back.

  "Reece." he bit out under the strain.

  "Dear, put that stuff down, you'll herniated yourself. Honestly."

  Quinn narrowed his eyes at his wife and plopped the big bag at Reece's feet. She raised an eyebrow in question. "Presents. Ho, ho, ho." he said dryly.

  "Goodie!" Faith exclaimed excitedly before recalling last years incidents. She eyed her mother suspiciously as Reece brought the bag into the living room. "Mother, you didn't at any time go shopping alone did you?" She gave Reece a nervous look as the tall woman walked back into the foyer.

  "No, she didn't." Mr. Ashford said with a wince.

  "Poor pops. I feel your pain." Reece sympathized as she patted his shoulder. "Shopping is for girls." The tall woman took the suitcase and eyed it.

  Faith took the opportunity to hug her father. "I'm so glad you came here tonight daddy. Thank you." Quinn kissed his daughter on the cheek and looked over her shoulder at Cori and Violet. His eyes widened in shock and he backed up with his mouth hanging open.

  Reece stifled a laugh at his reaction and shoved Smudge in his face. "Kiss your grandpa, Little Man."

  The dog obeyed and bestowed numerous kisses on Quinn's ever reddening face.

  Violet looked at Cori questioningly. "Booger?" She asked showing Cori her nose.

  "Nope, nothing hanging out. Me?" She did the same.

  "Nope. Maybe it's the earrings. I thought they were a bit much." The piercer fingered the big red Christmas tree ornament hanging from her ear.

  "No, they're fine. Perfectly festive. It must be the shoes." Cori pointed to her lover's monstrously high red sparkly boots.

  "You think? I rather like them. They match your hair. I think it's your high cheekbones Cor. I was a little shocked when I first saw them. I mean, they look so unnatural." Violet said in mock seriousness, primping her day-glo green hair.

  Marsha had enough, she glared at her husband. "Quinn, stop staring like that and say hello."

  "Cori." He managed before the dancer threw herself at him, arms wide.

  "DADDY!" She screamed as she jumped up and wrapped her limbs around the stricken man.

  Violet waved demurely at the man who's eyes threatened to pop out onto the floor. Reece barely had it under control before, now, she lost it entirely. She guffawed for all she was worth. Faith tried to keep it in, but failed once her wife began roaring. Marsha snorted once before she too couldn't contain her uproarious mirth. All at Quinn's expense.

  Mr. Ashford panicked at first and caught the dancer in his arms, but now that he gathered his wits, he let go, dropping her back to the ground. "What the hell was that all about!?" He asked, his face flushed with embarrassment.

  "Faith is like a sister to me, so you're my daddy too, daddy." Cori said with a satisfied smile.

  Quinn rolled his already dangerously bulging eyes and walked past the snickering crowd into the living room.

  Marsha scolded Cori by wagging a finger and the dancer winked.

  "Quinn dear, I'll fix you a drink. Take your coat off and make yourself comfortable."

  Faith smacked Cori on the ass and followed her mother. Reece wiped the tears from her eyes and couldn't let the chance of a lifetime pass her by. She followed her father in-law into the living room. Settling down extremely close, she smiled a shit eating smile at the older man.

  Quinn gave the club owner a dangerous glare. "What do you want now?"

  "Can I have a hug too daddy?" Reece blinked rapidly at him.

  Marsha about bust a gut when she heard that and almost dropped her husband's drink all over him.

  "Don't push it Reece." He half smiled at her.

  "Theresa, thank you so much for letting us stay here. I know how you like your privacy, that was very generous." Mrs. Ashford smiled from ear to ear.

  Blue eyes widened and she frantically tried to remember when she agreed to this. "Oh, no problem. Excuse me a second will you?" The club owner stood up and smiled sweetly as she darted into the kitchen.

  "EEP!" Faith squeaked as she was pulled out if her conversation by the arm and dragged halfway up the stairs. "Reece! What the hell are you doing?"

  The tall woman picked Faith up and carried the startled woman into their bedroom and shut the door, dropping her on the bed.

  "Uh oh." Faith mumbled at the look on her wife's face.

  "I don't seem to remember inviting them to stay here. Would you care to remind me exactly what I said?" Reece crawled up on all fours hovering over her nervous looking lover.

  "Um, I think you said, over my dead body."

  "And that sounded to you like an invitation?" The tall woman leaned down and nipped hard at the blonde's throat.

  "Uhm..." Faith had a hard time concentrating. "No but..."

  "But...." Reece sucked at the spot behind Faith's ear, pinning her arms over her head.

  "God Reece..." The actress twitched under the attack.

  The club owner licked a wet path down Faith's throat and into the neckline of her shirt. "You want me to keep going?"

  "Oh yeah..." Faith purred.

  Reece brought one hand down from Faith's wrists and teased her nipple until it stood proudly. Then she sat up abruptly. "Well that's a shame because I know how you feel about making love with your parents in the house." Reece tsked and stood up, leaving Faith laying there with a pained expression on her face.

  "Baby, you just can't start..."

  "Yes I can." Reece said with a sexy grin. "You'll just have to wait until they leave to get some."

  Faith smirked to herself. We'll see
about that stud.

  "Pity I have to work tonight too." Reece left the room chuckling, without a clue as to Faith's knowing little snicker.

  "Oh Reece, you just wait until tonight."

  Faith managed to talk her wife into going to the store to fetch more whipped cream for the dessert. Cori had a great time with that one and the tall woman only went to get away from the ribbing.

  When Reece came back she found Cori and Faith whispering sneakily in the kitchen, Marsha and Violet in the living room admiring the tree and Quinn was no where to be found. Decisions, decisions... She snuck up behind her wife. "What ya talking about?" She yelled suddenly.

  Cori shrieked and dropped the spoon in the mashed potatoes, Faith jumped out of her skin with an equally loud yelp. Reece braced herself and snickered.

  "You asshole!" Cori yelled, smacking the tall woman repeatedly on her arms.

  "I hate when you do that!" Faith yelled too, spanking her wife on the ass several times. "You scared me to death!"

  Reece chuckled and blocked as many blows as she could. "Ooops."

  "Yeah well you won't think its funny when I drop dead of fright one day."

  Reece stuck out her bottom lip and reached over Cori's shoulder to stick her finger in the mashed potatoes. Faith smacked her hand. "Hey, enough with the hitting." The club owner rubbed her smarting hand. ÊÊ

  "Get out of the kitchen Reece." Faith pointed to the door with a stern look on her face.

  Reece gave her a sexy smile. "I love you." She said as she bent over to kiss her.

  "Goddamn she's good, Faith." Cori stared in envy at the kissing couple.

  Reece withdrew from the kiss, leaving Faith slightly flustered. "I'll be in there if you need me." she pointed to the living room and left with a wink.

  "Jesus..." Faith muttered shaking off the effects of the kiss.

  "You know, I used to think you had her wrapped around your finger but now..." Cori teased.

  "Don't even start." The actress warned.

  Cori chuckled and went back to stirring.

  "Theresa dear, stick out your tongue for me."

  "Mrs. A?" Reece asked in confusion.

  "Just do it, humor an old lady."