Escapades

by M. J. Williamz

“I don’t know, but it’s true. It boggles my mind how beautiful you are.”

  “Well, thank you, but you’re not lacking in the looks department either.”

  “Thanks for that, but you’re stunning. I mean, like, breathtaking.”

  Samantha simply stared at Joey and smiled the rest of the way home.

  “Am I coming in?” Joey asked as she pulled up in front of the house.

  “I hope so.”

  They had barely closed the front door behind them when Samantha was in Joey’s arms, leaning her body against her and nibbling her neck.

  Joey quickly tilted Samantha’s chin and captured her mouth with her own. She ran her hands up and down Samantha’s back trying to find her zipper.

  “This is a pullover,” Samantha said, lifting the dress over her head. She took Joey’s hand and led her to the couch. She quickly removed her underclothes and lay on the couch, one leg over the back. She lightly dragged her hand between her legs.

  Joey stood watching Samantha’s hand.

  “Are you sure the bed wouldn’t be more comfortable?”

  “With your reputation, I find it hard to believe you confine your escapades to the bedroom.”

  Joey lay across the couch and buried her face in Samantha’s pussy. She licked and sucked her swollen lips, then lightly dragged her tongue over her clit.

  “You taste so fucking good,” she murmured.

  Joey teased Samantha with her fingers, tracing her opening and slipping just her fingertips in before pulling them out.

  “Please. Don’t. No teasing. I need you, baby.”

  Joey smiled to herself as she finally plunged her fingers deep and licked in earnest at the hardness of her clit. Samantha gyrated her hips against Joey, who kept her rhythm steady. Samantha was moaning, her breathing coming in gasps until finally she stilled and Joey felt her pussy tighten around her fingers, pulsing as she climaxed.

  “Your touch is magical,” Samantha said when she’d caught her breath.

  “You’re so easy to please. I love how quickly you come.”

  Joey sat up and let Samantha stretch her legs over her lap. She ran her hands over the long, shapely limbs.

  “I’m glad that’s not a bad thing.”

  “Not at all. It just shows you’re always aroused and ready. I love that.”

  Samantha looked Joey up and down.

  “Aren’t you a little overdressed?”

  “Ah, my sweet, as much as I’d love to get naked with you, I need to get going. You have a big day ahead of you tomorrow.”

  “What will you be doing tomorrow?”

  “I don’t know. I haven’t heard from Brenda yet.”

  “I’d love for you to stay, but I understand what you mean. I need to be fully rested for tomorrow.”

  “Are you excited?”

  “Very.”

  “What made you decide to open a daycare center, anyway?”

  “I wanted to move here after…”

  “Got it.”

  Samantha drew a deep breath and continued. “Anyway, I wanted to move back, but wanted to do something that would help the community.”

  “You could have practiced law here.”

  “But that wouldn’t help the people of the town every day. I wanted to make a daily difference in the lives of the townswomen. I looked into the demographics and realized that a daycare center would work very well.”

  “Have you always been into kids?”

  “I have. I was a camp counselor in my younger days. I’ve always babysat. I really do love kids.”

  “Did you always know you’d have one?”

  “I don’t think so. I used to think my sexuality precluded me. But, obviously, I learned quickly that wasn’t the case.”

  “Well, I hope your first day tomorrow is a huge success.”

  “It shouldn’t be too hard. There aren’t a lot of kids yet. It’ll be fun.”

  “Okay. If you say so.” She moved Samantha’s legs off her and stood. “Walk me to the door?”

  “How about you kiss me good night here?”

  Joey gazed at her, lounging naked on the couch. She bent over and kissed her.

  “I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Good luck.”

  *

  Joey stopped by Passion Petals and picked up a nice summer bouquet on her way to Samantha’s house the following evening. When she arrived, she started to knock, but remembered Samantha’s invitation for her to walk in. She let herself in and found Samantha at the stove.

  “I can’t believe you wanted to make dinner after your first day of work,” Joey said before kissing the back of her neck.

  Samantha turned, her face lighting up at the sight of the flowers Joey brought. She threw her arms around Joey and pulled her in for a kiss.

  “I’m energized,” Samantha said. “I’m totally buzzed and needed something to do with all this energy.”

  “I know something we could do to burn energy.”

  “I’m sure you do.” She turned back to the stove. “How was your day?”

  “Not bad. Didn’t really do much. Surfed, hung out with Mel.”

  “Did you hear from Brenda?”

  “Finally. We’re going to build some houses on the north end of town.”

  “It’s nice to see this place growing.”

  Samantha served up stir-fry and carried the plates to the table. Joey grabbed a glass of water for Samantha and a beer for herself then joined her.

  “This looks great,” she said as she sat across from Samantha.

  “Not to terrify you, but I could really get used to this.”

  “It is nice. And don’t worry. I’m not as scared as I should be.”

  “As you should be?”

  “Well, you know. As I normally would be. Never mind, I’m going to shut up now.”

  “You don’t need to shut up.” Samantha laughed. “You’re cute when you get flustered.”

  “Very funny.”

  Joey cleared the table and started loading the dishwasher. It was a few minutes later that Samantha joined her, wearing a yellow robe.

  “You look relaxed,” Joey said.

  “I’m feeling anything but.”

  “Is that right?” Joey arched an eyebrow.

  Samantha reached into the pocket of the robe and pulled out a slim vibrator. She pulled her robe to the side, revealing one pert breast. The only sound was that of the slight buzzing as she drew the tip of the toy over her nipple.

  Joey watched as Samantha looked down at her breast. She held it in one hand and ran the vibrator around and around her nipple, then across the tip of it. She finally looked up at Joey, who stepped forward and untied Samantha’s sash, allowing the robe to fall open. She gazed longingly at the shapely body on display.

  Samantha walked out of the kitchen and Joey followed. Samantha sat on the dining table and ran the toy between her legs. Joey was mesmerized as she watched the thin purple toy cross her clit then disappear inside Samantha.

  Samantha withdrew the toy and pressed it to Joey’s lips. She coated her lips with juices then licked her lips, tasting herself before sliding her tongue in Joey’s mouth.

  Joey’s head was swimming. She was more aroused than ever as she tasted Samantha on her tongue. She pulled Samantha to her and kissed her harder. She felt Samantha unbuttoning her shorts and felt them fall to the ground. She felt the slick toy against her thigh as Samantha moved it under the legs of her boxers. When the tip of the vibrator reached her clit, she gasped.

  Samantha moved the toy inside Joey and thrust it deep several times. Joey struggled to stay standing. Samantha slowly slid it out and put it back inside herself.

  Joey watched as Samantha worked the vibrator, only losing sight as she took her shirts off. She stepped out of her boxers and leaned in to kiss Samantha, who moved the toy back inside Joey while they kissed.

  “You’re killing me,” Joey said.

  “What a way to go.” Samantha continued to move the vibrator in and out of Joey.
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  Joey reached between her legs and tried to take the toy from Samantha, who would not relinquish control.

  “Just relax and go with it.”

  Joey was about to protest when Samantha slipped the toy out of Joey and back inside herself. Again, Joey tried to take it.

  “Don’t you like to watch?”

  “I can watch just as easily if I’m holding that.” Her voice was husky with need.

  “Mm, I love how this feels.” She pressed the tip of it into her clit.

  Joey stared between Samantha’s legs, enthralled by what was playing out. She plunged her fingers inside Samantha and stroked her while Samantha kept the vibrator pressed to her clit.

  “Oh, dear God. I’m so close,” Samantha mewled.

  “Yes, come for me, baby.”

  Samantha gently pushed Joey away and held the vibrator against Joey’s clit again.

  “You first,” she said.

  “Not fair,” Joey said through gritted teeth.

  “I want to watch you come.” She leaned forward and took Joey’s breast in her mouth while she held the slippery toy against her clit. She rolled the vibrator around, keeping it pressed to her as she sucked hard on her nipple.

  “Oh, fuck.” Joey gave up hope of holding out. She held tightly to Samantha as her knees weakened when the climax hit. She struggled to stay upright as her muscles turned to mush, leaving her weak and spent.

  “Happy?” she asked.

  “Very.” Samantha smiled. “Thank you.”

  Samantha handed the toy to Joey and kissed her as Joey slid the toy inside her then pulled it out and kept it against her clit. She moved the length of the toy against her clit as the tip teased her opening, barely entering before Joey pulled it back again.

  Joey moved her mouth away and kissed lower, closing on an erect nipple and sucking hard.

  Samantha dug her fingernails into Joey’s back and clenched tightly as she screamed. Joey kept the vibrator in place, holding it there as Samantha cried out again and again.

  When she was coherent, Samantha took the toy from Joey and sucked it clean. She slid off the table and fastened her robe anew.

  “The dining room table? Seriously?” Joey asked.

  “This house has quite a few rooms and I figure we need to christen each one.”

  Joey laughed, realizing Samantha was not only drop dead gorgeous, but a lot of fun as well.

  “That sounds like a great idea.” Joey kissed her and reluctantly dressed. “Same time tomorrow?”

  “Sounds wonderful.”

  Joey kissed her good night and drove home. She missed Samantha already.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Joey was exhausted the following Friday when she pulled up to Samantha’s house. The crew had poured the foundation for five houses that day and she was beat. Brenda had even approved overtime for them so they could finish. Joey didn’t even go surfing with Mel after work. She texted Samantha, who left work early to meet her at her house.

  Joey stripped and took a hot shower as soon as she arrived, then walked in to the bedroom naked.

  “I have nothing to put on,” she complained. “This wasn’t very well thought out.”

  “I think you look great like that.” Samantha patted the bed next to her.

  “I’m sorry, but if I lie down, I may fall asleep.”

  “Why don’t we go out to the hot tub?”

  “That sounds wonderful.”

  Samantha grabbed some thick, oversized towels and followed Joey outside. The fog was already rolling in and there was a chill in the early evening air. Samantha turned on the bubbles, and they sank to their chins in the hot water.

  “Oh, my God, this feels amazing,” Joey said, positioning herself so one jet could blow on her back and another on her shoulder.

  “You really worked hard today, didn’t you?”

  “You wouldn’t believe how hard Brenda pushed us.”

  “Did you do good work, though?”

  “Oh, yeah. Even when we bust our asses, we don’t do shoddy work. Everything is perfect.”

  “I love that about you guys.”

  “We work hard and we do good work. There’s no denying that.”

  “And now you’re exhausted.”

  “I am. I haven’t been this tired in a very long time.”

  Samantha rested her head on Joey’s shoulder.

  “Does this hurt?”

  “Babe, your touch does anything but hurt.”

  “Don’t encourage me.”

  Joey laughed.

  “Are you trying to see if I can butch up past the exhaustion?”

  “Maybe.”

  “I don’t think I could ever pass up making love with you.”

  Samantha kissed her and settled back against her. Joey took her onto her lap and kissed her again.

  “I see you’re open for business,” Joey said.

  “Help yourself.”

  Joey kissed Samantha’s mouth, her neck, and her shoulders. She lifted one breast to kiss lovingly, then the other. Her body forgot its weariness as it was suddenly alive with passion.

  “I wish I could describe what you do to me.”

  “Try.”

  “I can’t.” Joey refused to feel pressured to talk about things when all she wanted to do was feel.

  She sucked Samantha’s neck and nibbled her earlobe. Samantha’s breasts floated above the water and were covered with goose bumps.

  “Are you cold?”

  “Quite the opposite.”

  “Yes, you are hot.” Joey chuckled. She squeezed Samantha’s breasts together and kissed the tops of them while her thumbs flicked her nipples.

  “Touch me,” Samantha pleaded.

  “I’m busy,” Joey said. “Touch yourself.”

  Samantha lowered a hand between her legs and moaned.

  “Damned bubbles. I can’t see,” Joey said.

  “Just imagine then,” Samantha murmured. “Imagine soft, pink, and creamy.”

  Joey lifted a breast and took a nipple in her mouth, rolling her tongue over it.

  “Yes, baby. That’s it.” Samantha arched her neck and threw her head back, her hand lazily stroking herself.

  Joey sucked harder, pulling the hardened nub between her teeth.

  “God, that feels good,” Samantha said. She took one of Joey’s hands and guided it between her legs. “That feels even better.”

  Joey wasted no time sliding three fingers inside Samantha. She moved her other hand behind her hips and held her closer, so she could get deeper. She wriggled her fingers and dragged them along the sensitive spots inside Samantha.

  Samantha rocked on Joey’s hand as she moved her own to her swollen clit and stroked it deliberately.

  Joey felt Samantha’s walls begin to tremor and quickened her pace as she moved in and out. She closed her mouth over Samantha’s and felt her groan into it as her pussy tightened around her fingers.

  Samantha climbed off Joey and forced her legs open and pressed her hand into Joey’s clit. Joey closed her eyes and concentrated on the feelings Samantha was creating. She felt Samantha’s fingers stroking her hard underside, her fingertips barely entering her, then pulling out to rub her swollen clit.

  “Oh, right there,” she whispered. “Don’t stop. Please. Yes, oh yes.” She bit her lip to keep from crying out as her body shuddered its release.

  “Isn’t it amazing how we can find energy when we think we have none?” Samantha asked.

  “Well, I won’t be finding any more tonight. That’s for sure.” Joey sank in the water.

  “You won’t be needing any more. I promise.” Samantha climbed out of the tub and dried while Joey looked on.

  “Suddenly I’m not so sure,” Joey said. “I feel another surge coming on.”

  “Really?” Samantha rubbed the towel between her legs.

  Joey got out of the water and grabbed a towel for herself. She quickly dried, then lead Samantha to the bedroom. Samantha fell back onto the bed and Jo
ey was quickly between her legs, running her tongue over her lips and clit while she ran a finger around her opening. She reached a hand up to pinch and tug a nipple while delving into her waiting pussy with the other. She sucked on Samantha’s swollen lips and dragged her tongue over her clit.

  “You know just what to do,” Samantha gasped, arching her hips to increase contact with Joey’s mouth.

  Joey smiled against Samantha’s clit as Samantha put her hand on the back of her head and held her in place. Barely able to breathe, Joey continued her ministrations, determined to give Samantha another climax.

  Samantha screamed loudly as she moved against Joey’s face and her pussy clenched around her tongue.

  She lay there breathing heavily, offering no resistance as Joey pulled her into her arms and curled behind her. Joey kissed her shoulder before falling into a deep sleep.

  *

  Joey woke the next morning to the feel of Samantha’s fingers probing inside her.

  “Well, good morning to me.” She spread her legs and watched as Samantha dipped her head to take her clit in her mouth.

  “Oh my God. I’m going to come already.” She clasped the sheet below her as the spasms racked her body.

  “I’ve never come that quickly,” she said.

  “I’d been at it for a while before you woke,” Samantha said.

  “Then I don’t feel quite so bad.”

  “You shouldn’t. I love it when you come for me.” She kissed Joey’s inner thigh then moved up next to her. “Happy birthday.”

  “How’d you know?”

  “It’s a small town, sweetheart.”

  “Well, thank you for my birthday present.” Joey laughed.

  “Oh, Joey. That wasn’t your birthday present.”

  “You mean there’s more?”

  Samantha padded to the dresser and took out a rectangular shaped box wrapped in black paper.

  “Black? Really?”

  “To mourn the loss of your youth.” Samantha smiled as she handed it to Joey, then sat on the bed to watch her open it.

  Joey tore open the paper and stared at the cardboard box.

  “Open it!”

  “I’m trying to imagine what you could have gotten me.”

  “It’s actually something for us.”

  “Hmm…okay…” She opened the box and looked at Samantha. “More black?”