Reece's Faith

by T J Vertigo

  "Me too. I gotta remember to thank her." She cradled Cori's head and the two women kissed passionately.

  * * *

  "Woo... wow... god..." Faith panted around Reece's tongue.

  "Oh yeah.. you said it." Reece agreed breathlessly. "I love feeling you come." The club owner wrapped her arms around Faith's head and kissed her deeply.

  The actress still had her eyes closed when Reece ended the kiss. "I think I have rug burn. Did you hear bells or was that just me?"

  "As much as I'd like to take the credit, Cori's been one pain in the ass." Reece rolled off of her lover, grimacing as the carpet itched her sweaty back.

  Faith sat up. "You think they left? I hope they didn't."

  "I don't care." The club owner shrugged. "C'mere.." she reached for Faith's hands.

  "Be nice. I did invite them, you know. They're probably mad at me now."

  "Well then, maybe you should have thought about that before you threw yourself at me."

  "I was putting on my underwear Reece, I hardly threw anything at you." Faith got on all fours and picked through the pile of clothes for said item.

  "See? Look at you, there you go again."

  The tall woman crawled behind the shorter one and slid her hands around to cup Faith's breasts. She sucked on her neck while rubbing the nipples with her thumbs.

  "Oh baby..."Reece mumbled, and sucked harder.

  Faith groaned and fell forward, enjoying the renewed arousal, until she felt teeth and pulled away.

  "God, Honey, control yourself! What has gotten into you?" Faith peeled Reece's hands off of her breasts and pulled on her underwear. "John's gonna kill me!"

  "What? He has make-up." Yeah, what has gotten into me? It's like I can't get enough of her. The club owner shrugged. "So I can't touch?" Reece stuck out her lip.

  "Yes, you know very well that you can touch. Just not while our friends are standing on the stoop." Faith turned around and sucked Reece's protruding lip into her mouth, making the tall woman shiver.

  "Why not? They can't see me." Reece grinned and began to dress as well.

  "I'm going in here to get dressed, just to make sure I'm not throwing body parts at you without my knowledge." Faith closed the bathroom door behind her.

  "You're no fun." Reece stuck her tongue out at the closed door.

  "Put that away. That's how it all started." the actress replied.

  Reece narrowed her eyes at the closed door.

  "Oh, and that doesn't scare me either."

  "What the hell?" Reece snickered. "I'm getting way too predictable."

  BING BONG

  "Well, I guess they're still here, Faith. I'll go let them in."

  BING BONG

  "Keep your panties on," Reece said as she came down the stairs, draping her sweatpants over her shoulder.

  knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

  BING BONG

  knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

  "ALRIGHT YOU FREAK!"

  Reece flung open the door and Cori fell into the house.

  "Hey shithead. There's no need to grovel."

  "Ha ha. Where the hell were you anyway?" Cori propped herself up on her elbows. "Oh, anyone ever tell you you should model those things?"

  The tall woman followed Cori's eyes to her underwear and shrugged. "Hi Freaklet. Come on in." They stepped over the dancer and headed for the kitchen.

  "Hey, she's right about your ass, Reece." The piercer shoved a bottle of wine at the club owner and jumped up on a stool.

  "Hmm, planning on getting me drunk and having your way with me?"

  "Shyeah, right." She shook her head in mock exasperation. "What took you so long, anyway?"

  "I was fucking my woman."

  "Reece!" Faith scolded from the doorway, with Cori right behind her. "Put your pants on. You're distracting the company."

  "Well, it's a sin to tell a lie." The club owner smirked and stepped into her sweats.

  "Ladies and gentlemen, Reece's ass has left the building."

  "It does encores." The tall woman mooned the dancer.

  "Cori," Faith rolled her eyes at Reece and kissed her friend hello. "I probably don't want to know the answer, but I have to ask--why were you on the floor?"

  "She was banging her head against the door." Violet replied.

  "My hands were occupado." The dancer continued.

  "Oh." Faith didn't want to know.

  "Then how were you ringing the doorbell?" Reece wondered.

  Cori just wiggled her eyebrows.

  "Faith, remind me to wash the door bell."

  "Idiot." the dancer stuck her tongue out at the club owner.

  "Freak." Reece grabbed it and pulled.

  "OW! You are such a jerkoff, Reece!"

  "Hey! I happen to like that particular appendage!" Violet slapped Reece's arm.

  "Well, tell her to keep it where it belongs." The tall woman walked into the living room with some wine.

  "I could, but that would be very antisocial." Cori followed closely behind her boss.

  Faith and Violet looked at each other and shrugged. They watched the two friends partake in their favorite pastime. The actress turned and started pulling things out of the oven.

  "So, how's business, Vi?"

  "Ah, you seen one steel rod through the scrotum you've seen them all."

  "Oh, never mind." Faith winced and quickly changed the subject. "What's up with you two? Do I hear wedding bells?"

  "Not just yet, but we're registered at Trash and Vaudeville just in case."

  Faith laughed and the two women began setting the table for dinner.

  * * *

  Violet and Cori agreed to clean up after dinner. Reece took advantage of the situation and pulled Faith to the couch and onto her lap.

  "Hey, I almost dropped this." The actress held up her wineglass and a beer bottle.

  Reece took the beer bottle, emptied it quickly and set it on the coffee table. She wrapped her arms tightly around her lover's middle.

  "Take it easy with the beer, babe, you've been pounding them pretty hard all night. I don't know if I can handle you drunk." Faith winked.

  "Why don't we try it out then. I'm pretty fucked already." Reece slid her hands up and down the redhead's back and pulled her close.

  "Honestly, baby, not that I'm complaining, but it seems like you can't keep your hands off of me lately."

  "Should I?" The club owner replied, with her lips on the nape of Faith's neck.

  "God no, but I was just..." The actress closed her eyes and shivered. Maybe I should feed her a steady diet of Budweiser? The actress thought briefly.

  "Shhh." Reece kissed and nipped all the skin that she could reach.

  While enjoying every second, Faith couldn't help herself from wondering what brought this on. She turned around to straddle her lover.

  "Reece? Does this have anything to do with Christina?"

  "I don't see her here, do you?" The club owner took Faith's glass and put it on the table. She then placed the smaller hands on the back of her own neck. "Scratchies.."

  The actress obeyed and ran her nails up into Reece's hair. She adored the way her lover melted when she scratched her head.

  The club owner squeezed Faith's face with both hands, pulling her closer, kissing her harder. The actress felt a tingle between her legs, and, finding the alcohol taste on Reece's tongue a turnon, she sucked on the invading muscle.

  Mmm, yeah, gotta buy stock in Anhauser-Busch.. Faith leaned heavily into her lover, their bodies pressing together. Both women groaned, catching Cori's attention.

  "Oh goody! Looks like we get to see them fuck." Cori stage whispered.

  "Ooo, lucky me, Maybe I can learn something." Violet joked. "Quick, Cor, go get some popcorn."

  Reece's middle finger appeared from under the collar of Faith's shirt.

  The piercer returned the gesture with a loud raspberry. "Oh, and don't forget the Goobers, gotta have Goobers."

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nbsp; Violet sat in the recliner and made a show of getting comfortable. When the two women showed no intentions of stopping, however, she got a little uncomfortable.

  "Hon, are they really going to do it in front of us? I don't know if I can take it?" She squirmed.

  "No way. Are you kidding? They're just playing with us. Boss lady would never let us see Faith in that way. Too possessive." The dancer made herself comfortable with her lover in the large recliner.

  Faith moaned languidly into her lover's open mouth as Reece's hands ran under her shirt and around to the front.

  "Uhm.." Cori fidgeted watching her best friend arch into the touch. Not being able to see, but knowing full well what Reece was doing made the dancer wonder how drunk her friend was. "I'm sure she won't want us to see Faith naked." Right, Reece?

  "Yeah, but it looks like she's doing quite an efficient job with her clothes on."

  Reece's hands slid out of Faith's shirt and claimed her hips. She pulled her closer and the actress jerked and whimpered. The other women could hear them breathing heavily through their noses as they refused to break lip contact.

  Cori started to get nervous that they really might go on and do it right there on the couch... in front of her and Violet.

  "Cor?" The piercer gulped. "They're not stopping."

  "I'm not blind, Vi. I'm pretty sure they're gonna stop as soon as they think we've sweat it out enough." Aren't they?

  "Oh god, Reece..."

  Violet and Cori groaned in sympathy from the recliner.

  A blue eye popped open and glanced in the direction of the sounds. She broke the kiss and started to nip Faith's ear.

  "Cori and Violet are going to cry, we've gotta stop," she whispered.

  "Make them go away." she grunted.

  "Can't, you invited them." She sucked the delicate earlobe.

  "Oooooh god," she drawled. "Ok, but you'll have to stop that first."

  Faith pulled away and, taking in the pained expressions on her friends' faces, blushed guiltily.

  "I am so sorry." She got up off of Reece's lap and walked clumsily into the kitchen, pulling Cori along with her.

  "You ok, babe?" Cori watched as her friend ran a shaky hand through her hair. "What's going on?"

  "I don't know." Faith scrubbed her face with cold water from the sink.

  "Oh man, Faith. She's on fire tonight!"

  "Cori, she's been like that for days. I don't know what's gotten into her. It's scaring me."

  "What do you mean, scaring you? Is she forcing you..."

  "NO! No, she hasn't, but, no, nothing like that." She blushed deeply.

  Oh, Faith darling, I think I know a secret. Cori smirked.

  "She's been so much more sexual, you can almost feel it when she walks into a room. The energy, it's so strong, my arm hairs stand up!"

  "You say this like it's a bad thing. I wouldn't complain."

  "What has she been doing at work?"

  "The usual, I guess, although she's been keeping her eye on the new girl."

  "I think it has something to do with that floozy bartender. Ever since she started working, Reece has been insatiable."

  "I wonder what that's all about? You don't think that Reece and Christina..?"

  "No, I trust Reece, it's that tramp I don't trust. I think Reece is afraid of losing me or something. Maybe that Christina is planting things in her head. You should have seen the way she looked at her!"

  "Faith, I know, she's a flirt, nothing more."

  "Yeah, but I still don't understand why Reece has been so overzealous with me."

  "And yet, you still complain."

  "Oh, it's not a complaint, it's a question. Now that I think about it, ever since," Faith paused, remembering that day in the office. "...ever since that girl started working... everything's different."

  "Well, after that blush, you'll have to elaborate. What's different?"

  "Oh, well... it's been different, she's been different." Faith looked down at her hands.

  "Sex? Is it better or worse? You're not helping much. I'm guessing here, Faith, spill it."

  The redhead looked at her friend with a lopsided grin, and sat down on a stool.

  "Well, I saw her, heard her when she was.. ok, when my parents were here?"

  Cori nodded, pulled up a stool and sat down to face her.

  "Well, we didn't get the chance to.. and so Reece was in her office, she didn't hear me come in... the music was on..."

  "You caught her playing with herself?" Cori tried to help.

  "Not just that, she was fantasizing.. out loud...about me." Faith blushed and shivered. "I heard her, and so I acted out her fantasy."

  "And that's a problem because." The dancer wasn't getting something.

  "Well, it was a matter of trust, the fantasy, serious trust. She let me... well, she begged me actually," Faith couldn't stop the cocky grin from her face.

  Cori was wide-eyed with this information. "She really begged? How did you do that? Holy Jesus Faith.. this is huge for Reece! This is huge for you! I'm so happy for you."

  Faith blushed even redder.

  "Hey, if you don't feel too uncomfortable.." She wiggled her eyebrow.

  "She let me be the first." The cocky grin reappeared.

  "The first? I don't think there's any 'firsts' left for Reece Corbett."

  "Think again."

  The dancer thought about it and couldn't come up with a thing. Unless, by trust she means, submission? Oh, Faith sweetie, we have to talk about this!

  "So, since then, she's been crazy. What's happening? It's like she has to stake her claim to me 24 hours a day."

  "Oh, yeah, you poor baby." The dancer rolled her eyes.

  Faith took a few more beers out of the fridge and Cori grabbed another bottle of wine.

  "So, what do you make of this?" The actress asked.

  "Really? I don't know. It could be anything. It could be that she's afraid of losing you, now that she gave something so important to you. It could be that she's afraid she may screw up--temptation was always her weakness."

  Oh! That's it! She's afraid now that she gave me that trust, I'll walk away with it!

  Cori was still speculating. "Maybe she's uptight about Jim. You know, you never really had a man..."

  "Hmm, could be. But I think I get all the "man" I need. I just have to ask for it. " Faith wiggled her eyebrows.

  "Ain't that great? You can have the dick attached to anyone you choose."

  "It's not so much the dick, it's who it's attached to."

  Cori nodded in agreement. "Come on, there's no telling what happened while we were gone."

  * * *

  When the dancer and the actress entered the living room, they were pleased to see their women snickering and getting along. Reece was lounging back casually on the couch and Violet was sitting on the coffee table with her feet on the couch.

  "What are you two conspiring about?" Cori sat down next to Violet and refilled their glasses.

  "Legs here was giving me some pointers." The piercer wiggled an eyebrow. She grabbed Cori around the waist and leered. "C'mon hon, lets go try a few of those out."

  "Whoa, thanks, Reece! Now I can close my eyes and make believe it's you."

  "Ew. Go sit over there." Violet pouted and pointed to the recliner.

  Cori sat back in the chair. "Are you sure, sweetie? I'm not wearing any underwear." The dancer pulled a Sharon Stone maneuver for Violet's benefit.

  Beer almost shot out of Reece's nose.

  "Oh, Faith, it looks like we have some catching up to do. Gimme that bottle."

  "I'm good, but I think my woman's had enough." The actress watched as the club owner tried to place the empty bottle on a coaster.

  "Aww, just one more?" The tall woman leaned over and licked Faith's ear.

  "So, you guys, you gotta hear this. Reece was telling me about that new bartender.. she's a pip!"

  "The bartender or Reece?" Faith laughed and handed over another beer.

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nbsp; "Thanks babe." Reece smiled. "I was telling her what happened the other night with Chris." she snickered.

  "Well, I must have missed that one, boss, you mind repeating it?" Cori saw Faith's expression turn sour, and raised an eyebrow.

  "Sure, well, there's this new dancer, Susan, and she's kinda shy..." Reece took a swallow of beer.

  "If it's so funny, how come you didn't tell me?" Faith asked accusingly.

  "I must have been preoccupied." she grinned at her lover. "So Chris got this idea..."

  "Chris? You're good friends now?" Faith interjected.

  Cori cringed at her friend's attitude.

  "What? No, she just prefers to be called Chris. So anyway, she thought that if she gave Susan a drink or two to loosen her up, she'd feel better." The club owner stopped to snicker and drink some more beer.

  Cori watched in confusion as Faith became increasingly agitated.

  "But you don't serve alcohol." The actress pointed out.

  "That's what makes it so funny! So after the third so-called drink, this girl gets up on the bar and starts stripping! Naked!" Reece was hysterical. "Chris tried to get her down and Susan climbed on her shoulders and started yelling, 'Giddyup horsey!'" She stuttered a bit before adding, "Facing backwards!"

  Both Reece and Violet were in tears with laughter. Faith grinned a little trying to imagine Christina's embarrassment. But it did little to stop the jealousy.

  "Honey left the stage in tears 'cuz all the guys ran to the bar!" The tall woman continued to laugh. "How would she know that the girl couldn't hold her liquor?" She roared.

  "Liquor? I don't even know her!" Violet laughed hysterically.

  "Ok you two, that's it, you're cut off." Faith took away their drinks.

  Cori got up and rubbed Faith's shoulder. "Hey, what's the big deal? They're having fun. Besides, they'll be punished for it tomorrow."

  "Well, I guess you had to be there." Reece snorted.

  "Did you have fun peeling Susan off of Chris." the actress asked.

  "Hey, what's her problem?" Violet pointed her thumb at Faith, then became intrigued with the digit, examining it intently.

  "Maybe you're right, Faith." The dancer turned to her girlfriend. "No more drinks for you, babe."

  "I don't have a problem. Should I, Reece?" Faith asked defensively.

  "Faith?" The club owner was confused. "Why are you acting like this?" The smile faded from her face.