by T J Vertigo
"Oh, boy. You won't mind if I just address them as 'hey dog'," Reece grimaced again. "Would you stop licking me?!"
"Oh, I never thought I'd hear you say that," Faith chuckled. "Hear that, Thelma?"
The tall woman wiggled away and left Faith to romp and frolic with her puppies.
* * *
The man behind the counter at the pet store sensed Reece's confusion, but with the pained look on her face, he was wary to ask.
The tall woman wandered around the small store with no idea in the world what to buy. Finally, she came to a stop in front of the counter. "Hey, I have three dogs, about the size of rats," she declared.
"Uhm... and?" the clerk cocked his head.
"I need dog stuff," Reece folded her arms.
"No kidding. What 'stuff' do you need?" he raised an eyebrow.
"Bowls, food, something to carry them in, something to pee on..."
"What kind of dogs do you have?"
"I don't know," she began to get frustrated. "They're tiny little things with toothpick legs. I told you, they're the size of rats."
The man came out from behind the counter. "Follow me, please."
They came to a stop at the window full of tiny puppies. Reece made a face at the pug. Ew, it's so ugly, it's almost a pity.
"Any of these ring a bell?" he asked sarcastically.
"Don't patronize me," she growled. "Like a Taco Bell dog with longer legs."
"Oooohh. I think you have Min Pins."
"No, I have dogs."
"Right," he grinned. "Okay, I'll get you some things. Any color preference? Girls? Boys? Puppies? Adults?"
"Puppies. Two girls and a boy."
He disappeared behind a display and Reece picked up a doggie T-Shirt that said, "Gay Dog". Hmmm... She picked through the shirts and things, grinning and snickering at the sayings. Might have to come back here and pick up some of these.
"Here ya go. Two bowls, puppy chow, wee wee pads, a floor tray to put them in and some treats. I need you to take a look at the carry cases we have, you may want to go for some of the soft bags. Would you like some collars?"
"Crap. I don't know. Look, hold these things here. I'll have my girlfriend come in and pick everything out," she hung her head and left.
"The poor butch, not a clue in the world what she's gotten into," he snickered.
* * *
"Hi, I'm Faith, my girlfriend left some things here..."
"Yes, I've been expecting you," he smirked at the cute little blonde.
"Well? What are you looking at?" Faith asked defensively.
"Oh! I'm terribly sorry. It's just..." he shook his head, a look of surprise on his face. "How do you walk around with the weight of that one wrapped around your finger?" he blurted.
Faith laughed loudly.
Relieved, the clerk joined her.
"I apologize for her behavior. I guess her attitude wasn't pleasant, huh?"
"She's a bit much," he made a tiny gesture with his fingers.
"I really am sorry," Faith hung her head.
"No apology needed, she's very easy on the eyes," he winked and came out from behind the counter. "I made four sales from the women who followed her in."
Faith giggled. "Okay, whattya got?"
"She bailed on the carry cases. They're over here. I suggest with Min Pins you take a soft case, they're very fragile as pups."
Faith nodded.
"And you'll need some sweaters, they're too small for a New York winter."
"Okie Doke. Point the way, my good man," Faith's nose crinkled as she smiled.
"Well, I can see what that big one sees in you, you're quite charming."
* * *
Reece was sitting on the floor in the living room, staring at the puppies. At first, she was crawling all over the floor chasing after the errant pup, but got annoyed when she realized she was on her hands and knees. If she was going to be crawling around in this position, she better damn well be getting something, other than rug burn, in return. Fed up with trying to corral the tiny dogs, she constructed a fort out of the couch cushions and pillows. The little dogs were shivering, so inside she spread out the blanket from the guest room. "If one of you pees on my blanket, I'll squish you," she warned. One pup yipped and she picked it up. "Rule number one, no talking back. Hey, I'm talking to you, look at me," she brought it to her face. Its little tongue snaked up her nostril. "Oh, man, that's disgusting."
Faith bustled in the door with a load of bags. She raised an eyebrow at Reece's appalled expression. "Reece? What's wrong? Are they okay?"
"It picked my nose!" she looked absolutely horrified.
Faith dropped the bags and broke out in laughter.
"I'm glad you find that amusing! It was gross," she placed the puppy back in its makeshift pen and gathered the bags.
"Oh, Reece, I love you," Faith wheezed between laughs.
"You're just lucky I love you, Faith Ashford, these things have tried my... Shit! It crapped! It crapped on my blanket! Great!"
Another burst of hysterics escaped Faith as Reece held the dog at arms length with two fingers, her nose was so scrunched her eyes nearly disappeared.
"God! What the hell did they eat!? For a rat, you goddamned stink!"
"Oh god... oh... Reece... give it to me..." Faith gasped. Faith held the pup up to her face and it licked her whole face. "Louise, that was a bad girl. No poopydoops on the blankie."
"Poopydoops?! Faith, it's a crap and it stinks!"
"Oh, you big fat baby. Go empty the bags and I'll clean up. Nice playpen, by the way," the actress teased.
"It was either that or I locked them in the closet. They're fascinated by the tree." The club owner rooted through the bags. "Faith, this is a bit excessive."
Faith looked at the three tiny coats her lover was dangling off her finger. "They're tiny dogs, Hon, they get cold."
"No, a Rottweiller is a dog, a Pit Bull is a dog... those are rats," she made squeaky noises.
"You're going to give them a complex."
"I'll bring home a real Doberman and give them a heart attack," the tall woman brought the dog bowls into the kitchen and laid them on the new placemat.
"Reece, that's not nice... they're precious," Faith grinned. Reece was definitely warming up to them. She watched as her tall lover filled the bowls and selected a place for the "bathroom".
"In this case, size matters, Faith," Reece teased.
"Don't you listen to Auntie Reece..."
"Oh, that has got to stop," Reece crossed her arms and tapped her foot.
Faith raised an eyebrow in defiance.
Reece cocked her head and aimed a narrow-eyed glare of intimidation.
Faith mimicked her move with a wagging finger.
Reece let out a frustrated growl and flung her arms in the air, returning to the safety of the kitchen, mumbling under her breath.
"Yes, how do I walk around with her sitting in the palm of my hand?" Faith snickered.
* * *
"Reece, stop it!" Faith smacked her lover's hand again. "We're in the doctor's office!"
"I was just trying to pet Thelma," she feigned innocence. "Is it my fault she's in your coat?
"It's Smudge and yes, it is your fault. If you didn't scare him to death he wouldn't have thrown up in the carrier." Faith was livid when she found Reece swinging the carrier around in a circle.
"It was a gravity experiment. Their feet never left the bottom of the bag."
"Well just for that, Sir Newton, you have to hold Thelma and Louise on the way home."
"It wouldn't be so bad if it were Geena Davis and Susan Sarandon," Reece pursed her lips.
"I hope they pee on you."
"Oh, how original."
The doctor gave back the girls and Faith handed them to Reece. The tall woman thought about intimidating, but decided not to waste a good glare when she was only going to wind up losing. With a sigh, she placed them in her jacket, grabbed the empty carrier and paid the bill. Meeting
her lover outside, Reece took her hand.
"I hope you're happy, Reece," Faith said with a tight face.
"Huh?"
"He just peed on me."
"Way to go, Smudge!" she reached into Faith's coat,;held up one of his tiny paws and then high-fived it.
* * *
Reece was sitting in the recliner, absently flipping through the channels on the TV. She found herself watching Faith and the puppies more than the tube and finally clicked it off. "Babe? Where are they going to sleep?"
"In the bed that I got."
"You know they aren't going to stay in that bed you bought. They're going to be wandering around leaving presents all over the house." Reece got up from the chair and kneeled by Faith.
"I suppose you're right. We're going to have to block off an area. Maybe the kitchen, there's no carpet in there in case of an accident," the actress smiled as Thelma and Smudge suddenly flopped down into a nap.
"Who's this again?" Reece asked of the awake pup.
"Louise." Faith watched as Louise sniffed her siblings and climbed on top of them to join in a nap. The actress turned to her lover, "Reece, maybe they should sleep in our room. You know, in case they are afraid or something."
The club owner knew it was coming. She had already laid out a bunch of wee wee pads on the floor by Faith's side of the bed and blocked it off with cardboard, but hearing Faith beg made her feel a little less whipped than she had been feeling lately. "Hmmm, I don't know," she feigned annoyance.
"Please, honey?" Faith crawled onto Reece's lap and her lower lip poked out.
"Maybe you should sleep in the kitchen with them."
"Pretty please?" the actress nuzzled into Reece's neck and sighed. It was meant to be a coaxing tactic, but the smell of Reece made her weak. She kissed the soft skin under her lover's chin.
Blue eyes fluttered closed momentarily, until she realized that as long as those puppies were around, she wasn't going to get any. She sat back on her heels and frowned. Faith burrowed in her hair and Reece groaned when she felt the warm breath on the back of her neck.
"Mmm. You smell so good, baby. I promise to clean up after them if they make a mess." Faith's mouth began wandering. Reece adjusted her head accommodating to her every move.
"Okay. They can stay in our room. Oh, god..." Faith's tongue snaked into her ear.
"Thank you, baby."
"Don't start something you can't finish, Faith," she warned.
"Who says I won't finish," the actress breathed, moving to straddle Reece's thighs.
Reece brought her hands down and slid them under Faith's bottom, lifting her higher and closer, prompting her to wrap her legs around her back. The need Reece had been holding back surfaced like a gusher.
"Yeah Reece..." Faith urged as her lover stood and carried her to the couch.
"You have no idea how much I've been wanting this," the club owner breathed against her lover's lips before covering them with her own.
"Yes," Faith agreed with an enthusiastic hip grind.
Reece laid the smaller woman down on the couch and was pulled down on top of her by the legs around her waist. She was immediately, painfully aroused and was in a hurry to undress.
Seeing Reece frantically pulling at her clothes caused Faith to groan. It was apparent that her lover was in a rare mood, one where she wanted her own release first. This thrilled Faith. She hardly ever had the chance to make love to Reece first. Her mouth watered in anticipation. She scooted up into a sitting position, blatantly leered at Reece's nakedness and licked her lips.
Reece groaned and shivered.
Oh yeah... she definitely needs this.
Faith lowered her head and lifted her eyes in a truly seductive gesture and Reece felt herself get wet. The expression on Faith's face clearly showed that she understood Reece's need.
"My baby needs something?" she asked cockily.
Reece nodded, "You... real bad."
Faith reached her hand out and Reece practically jumped on top of it. Both women gasped. "God, Reece, is all this for me?!" Faith shuddered.
The club owner groaned and nodded again.
Faith had the incredible urge to have Reece climb up and straddle her face, but she sensed that, for now, Reece would never do it. She slid her fingers around and Reece moved closer to her. Faith wanted to open her eyes and see Reece's glorious body tremble above her. God, I've gotta get her up there! Faith could almost feel those thighs trembling on either side on her face. Looking into Reece's eyes at this moment, made her only want it more. She reached out her other hand and grasped a tight thigh. She pulled slightly and Reece stiffened. "C'mere." Faith pulled again.
"Faith... I don't know that I can..."
"You wanted to so badly on Christmas... I want to taste you, please?"
"You were tied up then, it was different." The club owner's eyes narrowed when her lover's fingers stopped moving. "Faith..." she growled.
"Here, I have an idea." Faith reluctantly took her hand from its warm wet haven and adjusted herself so she was sitting properly on the couch. Reece raised an eyebrow.
"Faith, I'd have to be standing on the couch..."
"Exactly. You're not exactly in a submissive position then, are you?"
"I don't know..." Reece's eyes darted around nervously. She stood up in front of the couch.
Faith felt sympathy for her lover. She didn't want her to do something she was uncomfortable with, but she wanted to get her way, too. A thought occurred to her and she smiled devilishly. She slid off the couch between Reece's legs, all the while never wiping the sexy smile from her face.
"Oh... I guess..." The tall woman stopped speaking and gasped as the tip of Faith's tongue grazed her wetness.
Faith frowned. She could only reach Reece with the tip of her tongue. Being able to look up into her wet center and not be able to taste it was driving her crazy. Reece would either have to squat or Faith was going to have to tuck her legs under herself to make herself taller... and still she wasn't going to be able to bury her face as she desperately wanted. Reece was going to have to accommodate. Faith continued to tease Reece with the very tip of her tongue as she thought of options.
Reece moaned and leaned forward, propping her hands on the back of the couch, enabling herself to see Faith licking her. Her lover was straining to reach her and she knew if Faith kept that up, she'd hurt herself.
The actress nearly swooned as she felt Reece take a step backwards. She glanced up and into half lidded baby blues that fluttered closed as she dragged her tongue across the more available wetness.
"Faith... yes... harder," the club owner grunted and moved her hips.
The actress couldn't go any harder. She stretched her neck to the limit and growled with frustration. Determined, she grabbed Reece's legs roughly and shoved them back further. The tall woman jerked a bit, but complied and now she was in an even more vulnerable position than if she would have simply sat on Faith's face in the first place.
"Oh, Reece, this is so hot," Faith groaned and plunged her tongue inside.
Reece's eyes opened wide and she locked them on Faith's. She couldn't believe the position she was in. She was astounded that she wasn't feeling the least bit of trepidation and marveled at how good Faith felt this way. In fact, she wished she could spread her legs even wider.
Faith felt her underwear drench and she shivered. She was surprised to find herself so turned on by Reece's position and was powerless to stop her hand from pressing against the crotch of her jeans. Reece leaned forward even more in an attempt to see Faith's tongue touch her. Her long limbs were nearly spread-eagle and Faith couldn't stand it any more. She opened her jeans and reached inside with a groan.
Reece couldn't see the action, but had some idea what was going on as Faith's tongue took up a more rapid pace. She looked into sparkling green eyes and they conveyed deep pleasure. Reece saw her own wetness glisten on Faith's face and it drove her insane. She rocked her hips and clutched the couch tightly
. "God, that's so incredible," she whispered. The tall woman started to move with Faith. The frantic pace of her lover's tongue was making her legs shake and soon had to rest a knee up on the couch.
Faith felt the leg by her head and silently screamed. She slid her hand out from her pants and wiped her wet fingers up the front of Reece's stomach.
The tall woman moaned, the sticky trails on her skin confirming where Faith's other hand had been. "Turn around so I can see you do that..." she whispered hoarsely.
Faith shook her head. She wanted the club owner on her face. She squeezed Reece's thigh and started to slide up onto the couch. "Come on baby... come here." She licked Reece's juices off her lips and stripped off her clothes.
The club owner needed a second to regroup. Seeing Faith's lips shining with her own arousal made Reece whimper. Watching the tongue that was pleasuring her so thoroughly poke out made her sweat. Watching her strip was a two-gulp affair, but the look on Faith's face when she spoke again was her undoing.
"I need you to come all over my face, Reece," the actress threw her head back and groaned.
Without warning, Reece pushed Faith down on the couch and straddled her face, lowering herself to the hungry mouth below.
"Oh, god, yes!" Faith felt light headed. Reece was sitting on her face.
Reece let out a strangled growl as Faith pulled her weight completely down. It felt as if she had more than one mouth and the club owner had to look down to see for herself. The lust in the green eyes shining up from between her legs caused a gush of wetness to escape and Reece growled as the strong tongue swiped down at her entrance to gather it.
Faith let out a long "mmm".
"Shit..." Reece jerked from the vibrations. Faith was avoiding her clit and it needed attention, but from this position, Reece could not do anything. She dropped her hands down on the armrest and ground into Faith's face. Desperate for relief, she rubbed her clit up and down on Faith's tongue, unaware of what the display was doing to her lover.
Faith dug her nails into Reece's ass as the arousal slid between her own ass cheeks. Reece riding her face had her on the very edge of orgasm. She crossed her legs tightly, trying to quench the flames between them; she thought she might burst from excitement. Reece's tits were moving deliciously as she rocked forward and back, she had sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and was making little groans each time she rocked back. Faith decided to give Reece release before she herself came from the visual alone. The actress locked her arms around her tall lover's back and wrapped her lips around her hard clit.
