The characters herein are mine. Any resemblance to real or fictional people are strictly part of your imagination. Some places in the story are real and some are fictional.
This story depicts an explicit love/sexual relationship between two consenting adult women. If you are under 18 years of age or if this type of story is illegal in the state or country in which you live, please do not read it. If depictions of this nature disturb you, you may wish to read something other than this story.
Authors note: I want to take a second to thank those of you who poked and prodded me to write this sequel. I wasn't nearly done with these ladies. My list buds, who let me use their names in vain. :-) And of course, Rachel, Stacia, and Complx for making my gibberish understandable.
Authors other note: I must thank my FIANCE for not lopping my head off for spending way too much time playing with these ladies. Thank you for keeping the fount of inspiration so readily available for me to dip into at will. I thank you, Reece and Faith thank you, the readers thank you.. etc.
SEX! SEX! PLENTY O'SEX!
Chapters 01 - 12
"Um, baby, you can put me down now." The blood was rushing to Faith's head and if she wasn't going to faint before, she was now.
Reece kicked open the bedroom door and dropped her lover on the bed, pulling Faith's robe off.
"Don't you dare move," she ordered. "If I don't get to finish what we started, I'm telling you, I'll explode!" She threw off her towel and dove onto the bed.
Faith allowed her neck to be kissed a few times before she started squirming uncomfortably. The taller woman, assuming it was her body weight, lifted up a bit and continued to ravish her.
"Do you have any idea how hot I am right now, Faith?" Reece whispered in a nearby ear.
"You're doing a good job at showing it, babe. But..." The smaller woman heard the raised voices of her parents waft into the room.
Reece hummed her way across Faith's collarbone before she realized that the woman underneath her was not responding as she should. She looked up at Faith and saw a grimace. Reece immediately sat up.
"What? Am I doing something wrong? Am I hurting you?" the club owner asked in confusion.
"Reece, I can't...not with them, you know..." Faith winced at the huge frustrated gust of air expelled from her lover's mouth.
"What the fuck, Faith? When am I going to..."
"Oh, Reece, it's not like you won't ever get any, just wait another day. Please?" She pouted dramatically.
Reece slumped forward and her dark head hit the pillow face first.
"You know, honey, I'm just as horny as you are."
"Like hell you are! You forget that little episode with my pillow?" Reece spoke into said pillow.
"God, it still smells like you." She groaned and turned over onto her back.
"Aw, come on, you big baby," Faith rolled over so that she was cuddled up to her lover and laid her head on Reece's shoulder. "It's just one more day. After tonight, I'm positive they'll be leaving first chance they get."
Reece took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Ok," she agreed reluctantly, "but come tomorrow, parents or not, I'm going to make you scream right on the famous kitchen table."
"Oh you are, are you?" Faith smirked.
"And the coffee table, and the couch, and the guestroom dresser, the night table..."
"I get the point, Reece." Faith groaned.
"You'll get more than the point, babe, you'll get the whole 8 inches."
"Oh no fair teasing, you rat!"
"Yeah, well, you started it...now just go to sleep."
Once Faith was asleep, Reece slipped out of bed and got dressed. She wasn't anywhere near as tired as she should have been, and sleeping in such close proximity to Faith wasn't helping matters any. The only way for her to get any sleep was to get out of the house. Grabbing her favorite jacket, the one she had worn home from the club the last time she was there, she put it on and relaxed a bit as the familiar weight of the leather sat on her shoulders.
Faith knew the moment Reece left the bed. She lay there motionless and listened to the sounds of her lover dressing, the zipper on her gym bag opening and closing, and ultimately the sound of Reece slipping out the door. She knew it had nothing to do with her, but couldn't help herself and began to cry.
Reece worked out hard. Although she would have preferred a little screaming, pleading, and bleeding, the heavy bag was a perfect substitute for Roy. Going to the gym was always the safest way for the tall woman to rid herself of frustration, sexual or otherwise. Only this time, it wasn't working so well to rid her of horniness. The more she wondered about it, the hornier she became. She also noted that this was a great time to work out--not many people at all. After Cori had planted the idea in her head that everyone was staring at her, she was grateful for the lack of patrons. Her choice of a white tank top, combined with her perpetual nipple hard-ons, was sure to be a crowd-pleaser.
The showers were empty, too, and for that Reece was also grateful. Had anyone cared to look, they would have noticed that the lower half of her was just as excited as the upper half. I really gotta take care of this... she thought as she tried to wash herself without too much contact.
Faith shuffled across the living room floor and peeked into the guest room. Marsha was sitting in the chair watching Quinn pack up their things. Spotting her daughter in the doorway, she got up and left the room.
"Mom, I take it you're leaving?" Faith grinned knowingly.
"Well, dear, I would stay on, really, but I'd have to go home to him eventually." She smiled.
"You know, Reece really is a good person. She loves me, she wouldn't ever let anything happen to me. She protects me."
"Honey, you don't have to convince me. I saw how she behaved when your father raised his hand. I know she loves you, I can see it, I can feel it."
Marsha paused and looked into her daughter's eyes. "Faith, do you really know her? I mean, do you trust her with your heart?"
"Mom, I know her. I trust her with my life." Faith squeezed her mother's hands. "If she hurts me, and I'm talking about my heart, I will personally let Daddy throw an 'I told you so' party in my honor."
The two women hugged. Marsha walked a step away from her daughter and smiled proudly.
"Mom, I uh, well...thank you. You surprised me these last few days."
"You're welcome, sweetheart. Your father will come around. And if he doesn't, I'll just have to come visit by myself."
"I think I'd like that very much. You don't know how much this means to me, you being so accepting of me and Reece. Not everybody is." Faith whispered the last sentence with sadness.
"Someone is being mean to my baby girl?" Marsha puffed up.
"Well, The Powers That Be at the show aren't quite as nice about the whole thing. Though John... oh mom, I think you'll love him."
"Does that mean I'm being invited to a real sound stage?"
"Absolutely. But it'll have to be next visit, though, I'm off today. I was really planning on spending some time with Reece, but never mind."
"Why don't you go and visit her at work? She can't possibly have all that much to do with a place like that."
"Oh mom, you don't know the half of it. She does plenty. Well...I do have the spare set of keys to the club." A sudden image of herself sprawled out naked on the bar came to her and she blushed profusely.
"So, is she any good?"
"What?" the older woman asked innocently.
The club owner opened the gates to The Lounge and closed them halfway behind her. She was really hoping to get some decent sleep, but couldn't help thinking about Roy, jail, the Ashfords, and Faith.
The latter being the most pleasant thought, she concentrated on it the most. She entered her office, turned the CD player on to some easy listening crap, and locked the office door. She threw her gym bag on the desk and flopped down on the couch.
I have a whole uninterrupted day to myself. Images of Faith flashing in her mind like a slide show, she removed her boots and lay back on the leather sofa contented to fall asleep to such pictures.
Minutes later, Reece realized that her little plan was backfiring. She was further away from sleep than she was before, and the images had morphed into a porno movie starring Faith and herself.
The club owner turned onto her stomach and tried to block out the images that were now torturing her, but found herself reflexively pressing her crotch into the sofa cushions.
She sat up and groaned with her head in her hands. The thought crossed her mind to take care of the situation herself, but she dismissed it, reasoning that she'd rather come all over Faith's hands than her own.
The image of that thought assaulted her.
Why the hell did I think that? Reece lay back down and closed her eyes.
These are Faith's favorite pants, she thought as she ran her hands up and down the well-worn denim covering her thighs.
They make her crazy.
The tall woman toyed with the buttons of her fly.
She tore open these buttons like a maniac last time I wore these.
Reece opened the buttons in much the same fashion. She slipped her fingertips inside her underwear and snapped the elastic just like Faith had.
She likes when I wear these Calvins. She says they make my ass look edible, and they don't have a 'pee-pee hole'.
She slid her hand over the crotch of the underwear where the hole would be.
I'd think she'd like the hole... easy access and all, she thought with a chuckle.
Reece slid her palm inside her jeans and over her crotch again. And again. She pulled open the pants as far as they would go and ran the fingers of her other hand lightly over her abdomen, shivering as she got closer to her breasts.
Faith loves my tits. Her mouth waters when I touch them.
Long fingers stroked her breast, the nipple pebbling quickly. She pinched the hard flesh and groaned out loud.
The tall woman was still rubbing her crotch with her palm, but it wasn't enough. She lifted her hips and shimmied her jeans low enough to open her knees. Horny as she was, she was in no hurry to complete what she had not even meant to start.
This feels real nice. Slow and steady, no hurry.
She just lay there with her knees bent and spread, toying with her nipples and slowly rubbing herself through her underwear.
If Faith was here, she'd never let me get myself off. Hell, I'd never have gotten this far.
Reece lifted her shirt and bra up to expose her breasts, then scooted up so she could lay her head on the arm of the couch. Now she could see her hands touching her body.
Those are not Faith's hands. She closed her eyes.
If they were her hands, they'd be doing this...
She slid her hand inside her Calvins and groaned when she felt how wet she had made herself.
Oh yeah, it's not a race...never did slow and easy before...nice.
She reached down low to see just how wet she was capable of making herself, and was pleasantly surprised at the amount she found.
If I knew my own hands could do this...
Long fingers repeatedly bypassed the one spot that needed attention most. Circling it, teasing it. It was becoming increasingly warm in the room, and the club owner shrugged out of her coat and left it underneath her.
She found herself circling her entrance more often now and twisting her nipples harder, imagining Faith was touching her, teasing her.
"Please.." She begged aloud, lost in her fantasy.
Pulling her Calvins down to meet her jeans, she began humping the air.
A thought struck her then. My fantasy is having Faith take me?! She opened her eyes in shock.
No one takes Reece Corbett... Her hand slid down into her wetness and she moaned out loud again.
"My fantasy is to have Faith take me." She stated aloud.
This time it was a realization.
Fuck it, it's just a fantasy... She shrugged and lay back down to resume her attentions.
"Oh Reece...god yes, that's hot!"
The tall woman shot bolt upright on the couch and saw Faith standing there, wearing nothing but an expression of pure lust.
"You are so damned gorgeous laying there half undressed, squishing around in your own wetness." The actress dropped to her knees beside the couch.
"Uh, Faith..." Reece's heart was pounding so fast and so loudly in her head, she was sure she was going to have a heart attack.
Faith crawled up and straddled her lover's abdomen, reaching down to slide one hand back and forth in the wetness, reaching up with the other to turn blue eyes in her direction.
"You got me so turned on calling out my name." She slid her hand down Reece's neck to her shoulder and down her side, stopping at the odd object protruding from the pocket of the leather jacket. Rooting around a bit, she grinned mischievously when she realized what it was.
"What do you want, Reece? My mouth? My hands?" She pulled the dildo out of the pocket and rolled it across her speechless lover's exposed breasts. "Or would you like me to fuck you with this?"
"God, Faith... " She swallowed loudly. "What the hell has gotten into you?" the club owner asked nervously.
"I do believe you mentioned me taking you?" The actress smiled evilly.
Reece's eyes bugged out and she shook her head in disbelief.
"Yes, baby, you said it out loud." Faith ran the dildo back and forth across a hard nipple. "Personally, I figured you for a top, but I'm willing to accommodate."
"Oh god. I'm toast, aren't I?" Reece was sweating and uncomfortable.
"Oh, don't worry, I'll give you some control." Faith lowered her nipple to Reece's lips.
With Faith's nipple ring poking between her lips, Reece's tongue foraged around in her mouth for saliva. It was there a minute ago...
"Open Reece, suck."
"Uh, Faith, baby... I'm not sure this is going to work," she stammered, struggling to sit upright.
"I heard you, you said it: My fantasy is to have Faith take me. Soo?"
"Yeah, but that's just a fantasy. I don't think I can, you know, let you, do, well... that." She grimaced.
"I'm not tying you up and blindfolding you, honey, just calling the shots." Faith stroked her lover's face.
"Yeah, but... "
"Yeah, but what? Come on, baby," she purred, reaching behind her and sliding her fingers back into the slippery folds. "God you're soaking wet. Just go with it."
"It's just that," Reece gestured behind her to the dildo, which Faith had put on the armrest. "I never .." her voice trailed off.
"Reece? Are you saying you've never been fucked?" Faith tried hard to hide her disbelief.
The club owner nodded with a half-embarrassed smile. "Well, not by someone else."
Oh no, not that image again. Faith shivered at the thought of her tall lover pleasuring herself with toys. "And your fantasy, does it...?" This time she gestured towards the dildo. "By me?"
"Yeah." Reece lay back down on the couch and covered her eyes with her forearm.
Well, I bet that wasn't an easy admission. "That's ok, hon, we don't have to do that. We don't have to do anything now if you don't want." Oh but I want!
Faith caressed the silky dark hair and saw the club owner's tension fade. She leaned over and kissed Reece softly, running her tongue along her bottom lip. The kisses became more intense and the actress smiled when she heard the quiet growl from beneath her.
"Reece?" The actress continued to lick the moving lips.
"Now that you gave me the choice... it doesn't seem like such a bad idea." Reece's lips curled up into a grin.
A million and one images of herself taking Reece crowded her mind all at once and Faith groaned.
"You better mean that, Reece," she warned.
"I do. You're naked, on top of me, and I'm dripping wet." She grasped Faith's hand and placed it back between her legs. "Now come over here and take me." Blue eyes narrowed seductively.
Faith surged with adrenaline and she quickly picked up where Reece had left off. She wrapped her lips around a nipple and sucked it into her mouth, hard. The sudden heat and strength of the suction made the tall woman gasp. The actress captured the flesh between her teeth and smiled.
"You like hard?" She punctuate the question with a nip.
"Yeah, hard.." Reece groaned as her nipple was bitten.
Ok, so this is new. What do I do? What if I hurt her?
"Show me how. I want to fulfill your fantasy." The actress was startled at how hard she was breathing.
Reece slid one hand down between her legs and pressed Faith's palm against her hard. She humped the hand forcefully and moaned. Faith's stomach clenched with arousal and she ground herself into Reece's abdomen. She's so hot! So horny, so out of control!
The tall woman arched her back.
"Faith, really suck them." God I want her to fuck me! She pulled Faith harder to her breasts.
"Oh yeah, baby.. so hot." She sucked and bit at the hard nipples and was rewarded with a shuddering moan. The redhead felt herself get even wetter and she rubbed her sex harder across Reece's ribs.
"Yeesss.. oh.. oh.."Fuck me Faith.. please.. Reece was on fire. I need this.. I've lost all control and I don't give a shit!
The sounds coming out of her usually less than vocal lover were driving the actress wild.
"More... now.." the tall woman was shuddering.
"Show me." God yes!
Reece took hold of Faith's wrist and guided her hand up and down roughly between her legs.
"That's right." Faith was so incredibly turned on by this new information. Oh my god this is unbelivable! She allowed her hand to be led in its movements, it felt too good to stop.
"Uh huh.. just like that.." Reece stared into her lover's eyes and nodded, still holding the smaller hand. I have never been so fucking horny in my life!
"You want more?"
"Yes..more." She flung her head back and arched her neck. "Please.. I can take it." Fuck me goddamnit! She wanted to be filled, taken by this woman. I can't believe this is happening! I need this so badly..
Faith obeyed. She worked her mouth possessively, roughly against her lovers breasts, and Reece growled as sharp teeth manipulated her nipple.
"I love your tits Reece."
"Shit!" The tall woman grabbed on to Faith's hip and pulled her wet sex closer towards her face.
"I bet you can smell me huh? You want to taste me?"
"Yessss...oohhh..." Faith lifted herself up so Reece can take a peek.
"You want that? Breathe, smell it. I know how hot it makes you." Reece began aggressively humping Faith's hand, shuddering and shivering with unquenched desire.
"God you are so beautiful" The actress marveled at the sight.
"Ohh.. that's it..don't stop..talk to me." Now.. put it in..
Faith stilled for a second at Reece's plea. Whoa.. that was close, almost came there. After forcing down the sensation, she complied with her lovers requests.
"You look so good with your pants half off, your shirt pushed up like that," Faith scraped her teeth along a nipple, "..these tits begging for me." Reece arched her back and whined.
"So horny...so wet...and all for me." She bit down again on the nipple and pinched Reece's clit rhythmically with her captive hand.
Reece groaned and covered her eyes again. Just do it.. fuck me.
Faith continued to tease Reece, her fingers doing what she'd observed earlier. I can't believe she's letting me do this! She was a nervous wreck but she'd never let Reece know that. She always wanted to control her tough lover, but was terrified she'd get laughed at if she attempted it. Now she's giving me permission and I'm scared shitless...I don't even know what to do. Great Faith, way to go. The actress switched nipples.
Reece could only stand so much teasing; she'd given herself a large dose of it, and now she was way past tolerant. Especially with Faith's juices spilling onto her ribs. Inside me, I need you inside me.
Faith felt Reece's hand cover her own and guide two fingers to her entrance. The smaller hand stilled.
"Faith..." the tall woman groaned. Now woman!
"Faith what?" She let her fingers circle and tease but not quite comply with what her lover was craving.
Reece was about to tell her, but it wouldn't come out. Instead all she did was lift her hips and moan as she felt Faith's fingers flit over her entrance.
"Ohh.." She groaned.
"Is that what you want?"
"Yes," she whispered.
Faith slipped two fingertips inside and groaned herself when Reece hissed in pleasure.
"Or is that what you want?"
"Both." The club owner's throat was dry from panting.
"Both fingers?" Faith teased.
"Faith...please..." Reece lifted both of them off the couch as she tried to capture the elusive fingers.
The actress suddenly plunged three fingers inside of her lover, and moved them in and out rapidly.
"Ohhhhhh..." Reece felt her eyes roll back in her head. Never before had she wanted to be fucked like she did at this moment. Never before had it felt so good to be so full.
"God Faith...baby, yes!" She was close to screaming.
"You like this, huh? You like me fucking you hard and fast?" Faith was grinding herself into Reece's ribs just as hard, and just as fast. This was much too heavy for her to handle; she was going to come this time.
"Reece, look at me."
Blue eyes that looked more like black popped open.
"Watch me, its so close." Faith held Reece's chin steady. She took her fingers out and stuck them in her mouth.
Reece reached up and twisted the nipple ring in time with her lover's spastic grinding.
Faith moved her hands to hold on to Reece's head. "Ohhh yeah...that's it baby...don't stop...watch me.." She grunted through gritted teeth.
Reece whimpered at the sight of Faith riding her body, her tits bouncing inches from her mouth. She clenched her jaw at the pain/pleasure of her hair being pulled with each twitch of Faith's orgasm. She flexed her abs in response to the juices trickling down her side.
"Oh yeah, Reece...that was amazing."
Faith lifted up and looked at her lover's face. Her blue eyes were half lidded and she was sweating profusely and biting her lip. She could feel Reece's chest heaving with every breath. Reaching up, she took the dildo, drawing a line with it across the heaving breasts.
"You want something, Reece?"
The actress got up off of the couch and removed Reece's jeans and underwear. Those heavy-lidded blue eyes following her every move were beginning to excite her again.Faith then picked up one long leg and draped it over her shoulder, a pang of need shot through her belly as Reece's glistening sex opened up in invitation.
"God Faith.. just touch me." Do it...
YES! The redhead dove in face first and licked like a starving cat.
"Shit!.. ohhh.." Reece growled. I want this..
The actress growled right back, bringing the dildo up between them.
"Faith.. wait.." She grabbed blindly at her jacket until she found her inside pocket, and dug inside.
"No, don't wanna.. wanna fuck you." she mumbled.
Reece groaned loudly, very much wanting to be fucked. "Wait, I gotta put this on.."
Faith looked up at the condom with a suspicious eye.
"It was in my pocket.. the dildo..please." She breathed as Faith never stopped moving her tongue. Reece pulled the redhead from between her legs and broke the record for condom applying.
The actress took the dildo, and stroked it, feeling the latex against latex sensation. She would save all the condom in the pocket questons for another time. Right now she had a unstoppable urge to see the dildo being swallowed up inside Reece. She glanced up at her lover and saw that she too had that urge.
"You sure you're ok with this?" Faith asked, rubbing the dildo up and down the wet open lips.
"Yesss.. please." Now, fuck me now...
"Please what?" Faith watched the erratic movement of Reece's hips with hunger.
"Oh god.. you want me to say it.." Out loud..
Faith nodded and pushed the head of the dick just slightly inside. She wanted to scream at how beautiful it looked stretching those soft wet lips.
Reece thrust down as far as she could, but barely got any more inside. It was enough to make her moan, a moan which forced Faith to lean back on her heel to satisfy the sensation that settled in her sex.
"Faith.. I'm begging here.." she whimpered. Just do it!
The actress kept still, all except for her eyes which shot Reece a saucy look.
The club owner leaned up on her elbows and peered at her lover. Green eyes transmitted the most sexy of all looks and Reece fell back down on her back.
"Please?" She whined, thrusting her hips again, and reached down to assist.
Faith batted her hands away, bent down and flicked her tongue over Reece's hard clit.
"GOD!" she screamed. I need this. I want this..Oh Faith..
"Yeah...that's it." Faith whispered into Reece's center, and flicked her tongue again.
"OK! Ok.. please Faith, put it inside me." she panted, pushing Faith's head down.
Faith got up on her knees and pushed the dick inside almost halfway before pulling it slowly out again. The sight of that had her reaching between her own legs.
"No... please, don't touch yourself.." Reece sounded like she was sobbing.
"Say it." She demanded.
"Fuck me Faith.. please.. just fuck me." she finally yelled.
She got her wish. The dick slammed home and Reece sat straight up on the couch with a strangled groan. She never wanted to be fucked like this in her life. She felt like she would die if Faith stopped.
"You are so beautiful .. so hot Reece." Mine, all mine.
"I need more.. harder." The tall woman thrust hard to quench the need.
Faith complied, and felt the wetness ooze out of her sex in sympathy. She was in complete and total ecstasy watching Reece. The club owner was holding on to the armrest behind her head in a death grip, the veins in her arms standing out like a road map. Her hair was plastered to her face, her mouth open, panting and grunting, her eyes closed. Her feet planted into the couch cushions, her hips bucking and straining to get more. Her sweat glistened body writhing beneath her. Faith could only take so much.
Reece could feel the movement but wasn't aware of anything except the pounding between her legs. There was a shadow and she squinted open an eye to the most wonderful sight of Faith's dripping wet pussy right in front of her mouth. Needing no invitation, she pulled the wiggling ass right onto her face.
Faith groaned and felt the orgasm rapidly approaching the second Reece's mouth touched her. She wanted this to be mutual, she dipped her head and sucked.
Reece froze when she felt the pulling at her clit.
"Fuck, Faith! That's it.. faster!" Oh god..oh god..oh god..too good...
The actress wasn't sure which so she sped up both her hand and her mouth. The tell tale humming against her clit signalled that Reece was there...
"Oh yeessss! Shit!" The club owner shuddered and shivered.
That's it baby..let me hear you.. Faith noticed that fingers had replaced Reece's mouth, but couldn't care less.
"Faith.. oh...oh..oh ..AAH!" Reece stiffened up and yelled out a barrage of sounds.
Amazingly enough, she never ceased her hands and Faith was coming too, whimpering and grunting into her lovers center.
"Ohmygod.. Faith.." she panted hoarsely. "Stop.. your mouth..." Her body shook uncontrollably.
Faith let go of Reece's clit, but held the dildo inside, feeling it twitch a few more times before taking it out.
"Fuck!" The tall woman breathed deeply a few times, trying to contol her spasming body.
"Oh Reece, that was beautiful, you are beautful."
"Come here.. " The club owner was breathing heavily.
Faith turned around and layed herself on top of her sweaty, twitching lover. "Wow, look at you.. you're a mess sweetie." She wiped the sweat away from Reece's eyes and kissed both of them gently.
"Shit Faith.. that was.. you were..." She twitched again and shook her head in astonishment. "Whoa.. I can't belive this."
"I fucked you good didn't I?" The actress gloated.
"Thoroughly." Reece breathed deeply a few more times before turning to stare at Faith in awe. "I have never been that fucking loud in my entire life!"
Faith kissed her lover's stomach. "You have no idea how hot you are do you?"
"Damn, that was good." Reece sighed with satisfaction.
Faith wore a cocky grin as they both drifted off to a well deserved sleep.
Faith's eyes popped open and she was momentarily confused. After taking a second to wake up, she remembered where she was, and how she got there. With a squeak she stretched her body out on top of Reece's and watched her sleep.
Propped up on her elbows, she stared down into the most beautiful face she'd ever seen. I may be biased, but I doubt there's anyone more gorgeous walking this earth.
Tracing every feature with her eyes, she smiled broadly.
She loves me as much as I love her. She trusts me.
Realizing how important trust was to Reece, Faith felt a wave of pride pass through her body. She kissed her lover gently and watched as her lips curled into a happy little grin.
Faith stayed that way for some time before she heard Reece's stomach growling and decided to surprise her lover with some food. She started to get up but was engulfed in strong arms and pulled back down into a bear hug. With her cheek resting on Reece's breast, she decided that moving wasn't such a good idea anyway, and snuggled down. Reece lifted a long leg and wrapped it around Faith's thighs, holding her tightly.
The actress had never felt safer or more contented in her life. She kissed the skin beneath her lips and sighed happily.
Faith gave Reece's stomach a dirty look.
As much as she didn't ever want to move, she couldn't ignore the noises her lover's body was making. "Ok, let's get some food into you, hon."
"No, stay like this." Reece answered in a groggy voice.
"Well, good evening, sexy." Faith kissed her lover on the nose. "Lemme get you something to eat."
"No, just lay here." The club owner stretched and settled back down.
"But honey, you're starved."
"I got what I need right here." Reece groped Faith's bottom for emphasis.
"As much as I'd like to agree with you on that, you need some sustenance in that hollow pit."
"Ok." Reece relented as her stomach grumbled in agreement.
"Besides, I'm famished too." Faith unwrapped Reece's limbs from around her body and frowned at the loss. "But we get right back into that position afterwards, ok?"
"Put that down," the tall woman ordered.
"Reece, I have to put on clothes..." Faith giggled and held up her panties.
"No you don't. Look on the desk." She yawned.
The actress found two big brown bags standing there, and, upon investigating, found two large cups of coffee and a few foil-wrapped packages that smelled very much like food.
"Violet popped in a while ago--she thought we might need food. Or, as she put it, she didn't want to answer the reporters when the headlines read 'Prominent club owner and famous actress starve to death while fucking'."
"Violet? What... oh no..."
"What's wrong, Faith?" Reece sat up on the couch.
"She saw us?"
"Nope, just you. I had gotten up to pee when she called from the car. I had my jacket on."
"Oh god!" Faith hid her face in her hands.
Reece laughed. "Come on, it was only for a few seconds, and then you turned over onto your stomach."
"And that makes me feel better how?" Faith groaned with embarrassment.
"It was your hot little rear end that she gawked at. Half of New York already seen that."
"Yeah well.. it still doesn't make me feel any better."
"Hey, that's a nice ass! I don't mind people seeing what belongs to me."
"Well this time, I'll let you get away with that remark, because it does belong to you."
Reece smiled. "My bare ass was sticking out too. Come on, she brought us food. Go on, eat something."
"I don't think I like the idea of her seeing you naked too."
"Why not?" Reece tore the foil off one sandwich and mmm'd. "Ooo, a heart attack."
"Same reason." Faith took Reece's sandwich away. "A what?"
"Bacon egg, and cheese on a buttered roll. Yum."
Faith stared at the greasy mess.
"Eat it, it's good. And just so you know, my ass belongs to you too. Everything does."
"Do you really mean that, Reece?"
"Yes." The club owner gulped the lukewarm coffee and shuddered. "Yuck." She got up to prepare her coffeemaker and collided with the naked actress, who had jumped up into her arms.
"I love you so much." Faith whispered.
Reece leaned back against the desk and just held her.
Cori bounced into the dressing room at the Lounge. Earlier in the day, she had tried to get in touch with Reece to show her the article in the local rag mag. After speaking to Marsha, and finding out that the two women hadn't been heard from for hours, she figured that they would come here for privacy. Since Reece had given her and Violet the car, and since the dancer didn't drive, Cori sent Violet on a mission to find and feed her friends.
She had been worried about them and their relationship when all this shit with Faith's parents started up, and then with Reece getting arrested, she just wanted to know that her friends were ok. She also didn't want to be accused of stalking them and she knew if she showed up at the club, and they were getting it on, she'd never hear the end of it.
Cori had been a little startled by Violet's eagerness to go, but realized her lover had never seen Reece naked, and that was a sight everyone should behold. She sent her off with her blessing, a kiss, and a promise, which she fulfilled as soon as the woman returned home. Now satisfied and ready for work, she excitedly ran to the office to show Reece the news.
"One would think you'd had enough of that already."
Cori peeked her head inside the door. The boss was sitting in her chair with her feet up on the desk, tapping a pencil on her leg.
"One can never be too sure, can they?"
"Oh, you're in a good mood." The dancer jumped up on Reece's lap and pushed the tabloid into her chest. "Where's the little woman?"
"The little women's room" She took the magazine. "What's this about?"
"Page 27...go ahead, read it." Cori was a bit shocked that Reece hadn't told her to get up yet.
The club owner found the page and began to read. She started to grin, then smirk, then all-out gloat. She dropped her feet to the floor and laughed out loud.
"I thought you'd get a kick out of that." The dancer laughed with her.
Reece wrapped an arm under Cori's ass and stood up. The dance yelped and grabbed onto the tall woman's neck.
"Reece! Put me down!"
"This is priceless! Woo Hoo!" She twirled Cori around in circles, cheering.
"You know, if it was anyone other than Cori, I'd be very worried right about now." Faith shook her head at the sight.
Reece waved at her lover. "Come here.. you gotta see this." She thrust the newspaper at the actress, and twirled around once more.
"I'm gonna yak, Reece..."
"Baby, Cori looks like she wants to get down."
Faith came over and kissed the dancer hello on the cheek and took the paper. The club owner grabbed the dancer under her arms and lifted her up high before putting her down again.
"God, Reece, is that any way to greet a friend?"
"Oh, pardon me." Reece grabbed Cori's face and gave her a wet sloppy kiss on the lips. "Hello."
Shaken a bit, Cori turned to face Faith, who was engrossed in reading.
"Did you see what your woman just did?"
Faith shrugged, seeing nothing unusual about her lover's behavior. "She's happy. She slobbers when she's happy."
"Like a dog." The dancer mumbled, wiping her lips.
"AFR! ARF! Pant pant pant."
"You're insane, Reece."
"And you're a freak. So, Faith, what do you think?"
"Reece, you did this?" She looked disturbed.
"Yep," she answered proudly. "All me."
"But is it true? Or did you make it all up?"
"It's true alright. He's a twisted man, I just helped. Anyway..so what?! Roy's place is closed and that's all that matters."
Cori cut in. "He's a nasty man with a nasty habit for young innocent women. Girls. It's a good thing he's behind bars and that fire trap is closed."
"So, it's not all made up? He really is a pervert?" Faith shuddered, thinking about how much time she spent alone with the man.
"Yep, but we couldn't find any women who would speak up about him, so we made some up ourselves. Reece called the info in, and with Nikki's help..." she stopped and smirked.
"Wow...this is great news then!" Faith waved the paper around.
"Yup." Reece smiled.
"Then let's celebrate. You got any ideas?"
"Yeah, Freak, go get Violet and get naked. We'll have a menage a four."
Faith looked at her lover in disbelief.
"She's your girlfriend, Faith." Cori shrugged as she left the office.
"Reece! You did not just say that."
"What better way to get her out of the room?" The tall woman swept the actress off her feet and kissed her.
"Oh yeah...do that again." Faith closed her eyes and parted her lips.
"With pleasure." And she did.
Reece grumbled at the knock on the door. "We're fucking, go away!"
"Reece! I can't believe you said that!" Faith sat up and fixed her shirt.
"Well? We were almost there." The club owner frowned.
Faith just gave her a look.
"Oh alright, the door's half open anyways. COME IN!"
"Uh, you're sure?" asked the voice.
"COME IN NOW OR GO AWAY!"
A strange woman entered the room. Faith took note of how good looking she was, and what she was barely wearing, and sat straight up. She also saw Reece purse her lips as she too took stock of this woman.
"And you are?" A dark eyebrow raised in question.
"The new chick in town." She smiled.
"Oh, right. I forgot you started tonight." The club owner gave her body another long look.
"S'okay." She replied, blushing. Mmm, mmm, mm, you tall and sexy woman. After blatantly staring at the club owner, she glanced at the red head and shrugged. Oh I can see I'm going to like working here.. a lot.
"I'm Reece, I own the place, what was your name again?" The two shook hands.
Faith took offense at how long this woman held onto Reece's hand and forced down a sneer.
"You can call me Chris." She winked. You can all me anything you want, sexy.
You can call me Chris. The actress mimicked in her head. Spare me.
"So, what's wrong? Any problems? Just ask Faith here to teach you that sneer. That'll back 'em up a bit."
Faith tried to remove the ill-hidden expression from her face.
"No, no problems. Cori thought it would be a good idea to introduce myself."
Oh she did, did she? "You're the new bartender?" The actress looked the bartender up and down.
"Yeppers. Christina." She stuck out her hand.
Faith ignored the gesture and stood up, noting that she was at least 4 inches shorter than the new girl. She stuck out her chin in defiance.
Reece gave her lover a curious eyebrow. What's this? My little Faith is posturing?
"So, Reece, we should have quite a crowd tonight. I heard that the Playhouse is closed." The bartender arranged her shirt so more cleavage would show. "What do you think? Is it enough?" She pointed her tits at Reece.
That's about enough, toots... Faith stepped between the two women. "Why don't you just get back to work. Your boss has more important things to attend to at the moment." Run along now...
"Well, if it's ok with you, Reece," she flirted openly.
Faith narrowed her eyes at Christina. Oh, this one is for the books.
"You heard the lady, get back to work."
"Ok then, see you later, Reece. Bye Fawn." Christina closed the door behind her.
"FAWN? Why that little..."
"Faith, honey?" Reece chuckled.
"That--that...Argh! I don't like her, Reece, and don't think I didn't notice her flinging her tits at you like she was..."
The club owner bit her lip so she wouldn't laugh. "She'll do her job, that's all that counts."
"She'll do her boss given the chance." She fumed.
"And who makes that decision, Faith?" Reece wrapped her highly agitated lover in her arms and kissed her reassuringly. "It takes two to tango, babe, and I am not available to dance."
"Yeah, well...she better just watch it." The actress stared at the door. "Fawn...ha!" She snorted. "I'll give her something to remember my name by."
Reece watched with her arms folded across her chest as Faith pitched her fit.
"C'mere you." She reached out and pulled the actress into her arms again. "You know, you're beautiful when you're jealous."
"Shut up and make me feel better."
"And how would I do that?" Reece cocked her head and smirked.
"You can start by putting me on your lap and kissing me senseless."
"Definitely doable." The tall woman sat in her chair and followed the instructions. "Now what?" she asked breathlessly.
"You do it several times, or until I slide bonelessly onto the floor. Which ever comes first."
"Then what?" Reece leaned in and traced Faith's chin with her tongue.
"Then you do it again up on the main bar."
"Faith..." the club owner chuckled knowingly.
"If you love me, you'll do it." The actress pouted.
"You're serious? Babe, there's nothing to feel threatened about. Really."
"Oh? Then put yourself in my place. Go on...imagine it was the other way around."
After a few moments Reece's whole demeanor changed.
"I'll kill her."
"Well, that's not entirely necessary, but keep that option open."
Reece stood up with Faith still clinging to her.
"Where we going?"
"To the main bar. I got something to show Christina."
"I can't believe I missed that!" Violet laughed as she rang the doorbell.
"You really had to be there. It was hilarious." Cori snickered. "I never saw her behave like that before, and I've seen some things... It was most definitely a show of possession."
Violet rang the doorbell again. Still no answer.
"Right there on the bar? What did Christina do?"
"Actually, I think she enjoyed it. And they weren't fucking or anything, just putting on a good show." Cori knocked loudly.
"Well, the way the girls were talking...so anyway, Reece just carried her out there and started sucking her face off?"
"Yeah, Faith was wrapped around her like a second skin. I tell you, it was hot. Just sat her right on the bar. I was on stage and the customers started leaving me to watch them." She chuckled and kicked on the door.
"Cor? Are you sure she said we should come over?"
"Yeah, Faith invited us for dinner, she just hadn't told Reece yet." She paused and put her ear to the door. "I don't hear anything."
"Ya think they're doing it?"
"I don't know." She closed her eyes and covered the ear that wasn't against the door. "No, I'm sure they're not. I'd have heard something by now."
"You're right," her lover agreed. "They're not exactly the silent couple." She sat down on the stoop.
"Aha! There... I heard something." The dancer pointed upstairs.
"What was it? Are they doing it?" Violet stretched her legs out.
"And they accuse me of being a pervert. I think so.. I think I just heard Faith. Oh yeah, they're doing it alright."
"I just want to know. It's not like I want to watch them or anything," Violet said defensively.
"You know, ever since you saw them naked...Oh, bravo, Reece. That sounded wonderful."
"They weren't naked. Only Faith was." The piercer argued. "Let me hear too." She got up from the stoop and pulled Cori away from the door.
"I don't hear anything.. oh," she blushed, "I think you should congratulate Faith as well."
Cori put her ear to the door again. "I think they're done. Well, so, what'd you think? Hot huh?" Cori smirked and rang the doorbell repeatedly.
"Faith certainly is a hot little number. But Reece.. well... she's like.." Violet couldn't find the words.
"Uh huh. I thought you said she wasn't naked?" The dancer teased, now leaning on the doorbell.
"Well, not entirely. She's awesome, ain't she? And you slept with her? God, honey, you rule," Violet applauded.
"Heh, I'd bow but you'd probably goose me."
"You're probably right." The piercer leered. "Even so, neither of them turn me on as much as you, ya freak."
"Aww, that was too sweet."
"Come here, little girl. Wanna piece of candy?" Violet patted her lap.
Cori got comfortable and smiled. "I'm really glad Reece introduced me to you, babe." She craned her neck around to steal a kiss.
"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."
"Well, I guess they're still here, Faith. I'll go let them in."
"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
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."
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."
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.
"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.
Cori started to panic. Reece was a fun drunk, unless someone pissed her off. Then she was a raging drunk, which was a very frightening thought.
"Acting like what? I asked a simple question, that's all."
"Why are you so bothered by the bartender? She's a good worker and she's perfectly harmless." Reece defended Christina.
"How would you know she's harmless? Have you tested that theory?"
"What's going on, Faith?" Reece sat up straight and cocked her head.
"Nothing, I was hoping you'd answer that same question." She said with anger.
"Um, Faith, why don't you let it go for now, huh?" Cori tried to end this argument before some regretful things were said, but nobody paid her any mind.
"Are you still stuck on thinking that me and the bartender are having a thing?"
"You said it, I didn't."
"You're talking crazy. Why would I want her if I have you?" Reece was serious.
"I don't know. Maybe because you can?"
Reece stood up and shook her head in disbelief. She could feel the familiar rage bubbling up, her fingers tightened around the bottle. Is she fucking insane?! She swallowed hard, trying to force the reflexive aggression that Faith's accusation triggered.
"Well Reece? Don't you even have some sort of an answer?"
The club owner looked to Cori, and shook her head. Please Cori, make her go away. Somewhere amidst the alcohol and the anger was the knowledge that this is Faith. This is the woman I love. Try as she might, she couldn't help the rage from surfacing. The woman I love..and after all I gave her? This is what she does? The adrenaline pumping out of control through Reece's body suddenly wasn't as welcome a feeling as it used to be. The need to lash out wasn't thrilling her as it should. In fact, it was scaring her. Reece realized the violent outburst was imminent and it made her feel sick.
"Faith, hon, let it go." Cori slid her arm around Faith and glared at her, begging her to stop. The look in those ice blue eyes frightened her. The dancer could see Reece at war with herself, and as much as she'd been intrigued about "The Animal", now was not the time to meet her. The dancer was afraid for her friends.
"Well, I guess her silence is all I need to know."
"I thought you knew me." The club owner hissed through gritted teeth. "I thought you noticed that I changed," she threw the beer bottle against the wall. "You know what? Fuck you, Faith! I don't need this crap!" The angry club owner swiped the bottle of wine off the table and stomped out of the house.
Cori and Faith cringed in preparation for the slam and were surprised when Reece didn't even bother closing the door at all.
Reece stormed out of the house and jumped on her Harley. She had no idea where she was going at first, but her bike must have because she turned onto the highway and headed out of the city.
Faith just sat there staring at the beer as it dribbled down the wall. Cori felt bad for her friend, but couldn't understand why she had acted as she did. She knew Reece would flip out. She knew the tall woman had no patience for confrontation. Especially drunk. She also knew that Faith was aware of these things. It was like she wanted this fight to happen. Didn't she just say how much she trusted Reece in the kitchen?
Violet went over to the actress and squatted down in front of her, lifting her chin to face her.
"Wanna tell me what that was all about?" The piercer asked harshly.
Faith shook her head and fought back tears.
"Vi?" Cori wanted to know why her girlfriend was being so hard.
"No, wait, Cor, hear me out. Do you know what we were talking about in here first, Faith?"
"You're going to tell me anyway aren't you?" The actress sighed in defeat, looking to the ceiling to staunch the flow of tears.
"I thanked Reece for introducing me to Cori. I told her how much Cori means to me, and how much better my life is because she's in it. Look at me, Faith."
Faith looked into Violet's eyes and saw sincerity.
"Do you see the truth in there?" When the actress nodded she continued. "Reece told me the same about you. She told me how much you mean to her. She told me how she trusts that you will always be there, and how hard it must be for you to put up with the likes of her. And how scary it was to let go of her demons."
"Oh no.." Faith sobbed.
"She told me how unreasonable and stubborn she is, what a hardass she can be, and still, through it all, you never give up." Violet wiped Faith's face with her sleeve and smiled.
"But the best part is, that hardass, stubborn, unreasonable woman told me that she'd die without you. Now, you wanna tell me what that was all about?"
Faith cried her heart out. Cori cried with her. Never did she think that Reece would spill her guts like that to any one. She was proud of her girlfriend for getting Reece to open up like she did. Jesus, just add alcohol...
"I'm such an asshole. I probably just blew everything!" The actress wept loudly in the arms of her two friends.
"No, I think you can fix it. But you'll have to let her cool off."
"I don't think she'll ever forgive me! I love her so much! What the hell is wrong with me?"
"No, she will forgive you, she's just hurting right now. After how she put you on that pedestal, she has to be smarting pretty bad. Just give her time."
"Oh god, I really hurt her!" Faith panicked.
"Shh, babe, it happens, it's normal." Cori comforted her friend.
"Normal? You're talking about Reece.. " The actress sniffed.
"You'd be surprised at how deep her feelings go for you, Faith."
"But she's really upset! She does irrational things..."
Everyone looked at each other, unable to argue with that statement. "She's going to take it out on someone, somehow..."
"Oh no... Christina!" Cori and Violet spoke in unison.
Reece downed the last of the wine and threw the empty bottle, the crash barely satisfying her. "And to top it off... she accuses me of fucking the bartender!" She threw her helmet in anger, watching it smack into the neighboring marble cross.
The tall woman had been there nearly half an hour, pacing, ranting and raving about what happened since the last time she was here.
"I have never felt like this in my whole goddamned miserable life! I feel like a piece of my chest was ripped out.. like my heart hurts!" She punched herself in the chest as she spoke.
She walked in circles for several minutes, winding down. Once the rage had silenced, Reece could hear his voice in her head.
"Siddown or I'm gonna hog tie ya to that ugly freakin' cross over there!"
"Sorry, Uncle Frankie," her words slurred slightly as she relaxed. Feeling the need to be closer, she squatted over his grave.
"You know, there's plenty of people who'd kill you to have me in this position. That's if you weren't already dead, you asshole. I miss the shit out of you."
"Ay, such an ugly mouth on such a pretty face!"
The club owner smiled briefly and began to feel very drained. She turned around, leaned her back on the stone, and slid down.
"I know she's just being jealous. I know what jealousy can do. So why did I react the way I did?"
She stretched her legs and pressed her cheek against the cool marble.
"I love her, Frankie, I really do. I'm not afraid of it anymore. I trust her... more than anyone in this world. How come she can't trust me?" She closed her eyes and pictured Faith's face. "I gave her everything. I may not know how to tell her how much she means to me, but I sure can show it." She grinned with the memory of hours before and how she had demonstrated her love.
"And I can honestly say she loves me just as much."
The tall woman looked sadly off in the distance.
"I'm no angel, I know why she said those things. So why did I react like that? Jealousy isn't new to me. What is wrong with me? And why haven't I fired that bartender yet if she's making so much trouble with my woman?" She scowled and made a mental note to do just that when she got home.
"I just don't know how to do this. Where did I fuck up?" She yawned, blowing warm breath across Frankie's name, fogging up the stone.
"Heh, sorry 'bout that, I had a bit to drink."
She winced after admitting that to him, hearing him in her head loud and clear.
"You stupid son of a chooch! You wanna get yourself killed?"
Reece dropped her head down to her chest like a chastised child.
"You drive that freakin' thing drunk? After you tell me how much you have to live for? Go somewhere and sleep it off, then go home and tell Faith how much you love her."
"Yes sir." She saluted, then whispered, "I miss you, Uncle Frankie."
"Me too, Animal."
The three women ran into the Lounge fully expecting a riot of some sort, but there was nothing.
"Sarge? Is the boss here?" Cori asked, her eyes scanning the place.
"No, did you lose her or something?"
"Sort of. Where's Christina?" Faith asked expectantly.
Sam shrugged. "Beats me. She's not working today. She lost too? Maybe they're in the same place."
"I sure as hell hope not." Violet said with a glance towards Faith.
"I'll be right back." The actress started towards Reece's office.
"Faith, what are you doing?" Cori caught up to her and grabbed her by the arm.
"I'm going to leave a note in her office. I have to apologize."
Cori didn't buy that story; the look on her friend's face clearly indicated she was going in there to snoop.
"Faith, this is ridiculous. Reece would never fuck around on you. Especially with someone here! What has gotten into you? If she finds out you went through her things, she'll be even more angry. Think about that." Cori let go of Faith's arm and let her go on.
"She's going to take inventory, ain't she?" Violet asked Cori.
"Unfortunately. I wish I knew why this was upsetting her to this degree. Jealousy is one thing, but Faith is really gone."
"Love does some strange things, Cori."
"That it does." The dancer agreed.
"Where do you think she went if she's not here?" Violet wondered.
"I don't know. I'm worried about her. I'm kind of upset that she's not."
"You'd rather she kill Chris?"
"At least I'd know where she is." Cori frowned. "Reece, in that condition.. I hope that not being here isn't the only thing she does out of character tonight."
"Yeah, for everybody's sake." The piercer frowned too.
"Hey ladies, can I interest you in a drink?" Sam tried to lighten the morose mood.
Faith put the key in the door and felt guilty the moment she stepped inside the dark room. It smelled like Reece--leather and cologne. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. After shutting the door, she glanced around the room. Everything looked normal. What was I expecting to find anyway? Panties hanging from the lights? She looked at the lights reflexively. Stop that, this is wrong. Cori is right, Reece would never do that. Grow the fuck up and stop the bullshit.
The actress locked the door behind her after one final inhale of Reece. She found her two friends seated at the stage waving money as a new girl danced. She chuckled when the dancer put her thong on Cori's head.
"Hey, who is that? She's good!" Faith shouted over the music.
"Susan." Cori yelled back and placed the dollar in the naked girl's garter.
"Doesn't seem that shy to me."
"Thank god, where's the fun in that?" Violet laughed.
Cori gave Faith a questioning look and was answered with a reassuring smile.
"You did the right thing, babe. I'm proud of you."
"Thanks. But it wasn't easy."
Reece felt something hit her foot and jumped up, ready to strike. She immediately regretted that as every muscle protested the abrupt movement.
"Did you hear me? Get the hell out of here before I call the cops!"
The club owner focused her bloodshot eyes on the security guard holding a blackjack over his head.
"Oh please, you can put that thing down now." Reece twisted her neck every which way until it popped loudly.
"Go on, get moving. I know all about you cemetery sickos..."
He was cut off along with his air supply as Reece lifted him off the ground by his throat.
"You know, I could have shoved that stick so far up your ass by now if I felt so inclined. But as luck would have it, I'm in no mood to hear you scream."
The guard fell to the dirt and rubbed his neck. He watched the tall woman as she brushed off her butt and shook the stiffness out of her arms.
"God, I can't believe I fell asleep." she mumbled as she reached for her helmet. She frowned when she noticed the dent and shook her finger accusingly at the cross.
"You know, you're a real nut, lady..."
The club owner slapped her hand over the guard's mouth and glared at him.
"Don't you know when to shut up?"
The man mumbled behind her hand.
"Please, I beg of you, don't make me hurt you. I have a screaming hangover." She released the man, who stepped back a few feet watching as this crazy person twisted her back until that too popped.
"What the hell are you doing here at this time of the morning?" the guard asked from a safe distance.
Reece shrugged. "I guess I didn't want to sleep alone." she said as she walked away.
Oh shit, do I hurt! The club owner winced as she straddled the bike. Ok, here goes nothing... She gritted her teeth and brought the beast to life. She felt as if every single internal organ was being jostled as the machine sputtered, rumbled and roared.
"Oh god.." she moaned as the sound echoed inside her helmet. "I know this is your doing, Frankie, thanks a lot."
"No problem chooch. You earned it."
"You I can talk to. Now, how do I explain myself to Faith?" she wondered as she drove off.
Faith woke up from her restless nap and glanced at the clock. "Shit! Reece?" she hollered, jogging up the stairs to the bedroom. "I can't believe I slept so long!"
"Reece?" she asked again, opening the door to the empty room.
"Oh God, she never came home!" Faith ran downstairs and flung open the door to the guest room in hopes of finding her lover. Finding no one in that room, the actress walked back to the couch she slept on and cried.
"She isn't coming back." she sobbed. "She took off on that bike and she's never coming back." The redhead punched the couch.
"Oh no! She took the bike?" Faith's heart beat frantically. In that condition? What if she had an accident? What is she's laying hurt somewhere? What if she's... It would be all my fault..
Just then the sweetest sound she'd ever heard broke her out of her morbid thoughts. She ran to the front window in time to see Reece cut the engine and back her bike onto the sidewalk in front of the house. Faith fell to the floor and cried again, but this time they were tears of relief.
The tall, exhausted woman slowly put her key in the door, afraid of what she'd face on the other side. It's not like I don't deserve it, running away. I'm always fucking running.. Steeling herself and her hideously pounding head for the wrath of Faith, she took a deep breath and turned the doorknob.
Opening the door slowly, she peeked inside. Upon seeing Faith on the floor she threw open the door and rushed in. Hearing the redhead's hysterical sobbing made Reece's heart leap into her throat--a rather unwelcome feeling with the extent of her hangover. Immediately thinking she was the cause of such pain to her lover, other things leapt to her throat and she barely made it to the bathroom in time.
Faith was so relieved when Reece entered the house. She was back, a little disheveled, but in one piece. The fright she gave herself earlier made her knees weak and now she couldn't get up off the floor. The actress noticed the horrified expression on her lover's face and was about to explain that she was 'happy crying,' but didn't get the chance as Reece bolted to the guest bathroom to throw up.
"Oh my god! Sweetheart!" Faith didn't give her numb legs a second thought as she flew after her lover in concern.
"Go away." Reece moaned pitifully into the toilet.
"No, baby, open the door, you don't understand.."
"No, you don't understand, I'm no good for you. Just go away." She groaned and was sick again. "Ooohhh, my fucking head.."
"Reece Corbett, if you don't open this door right now I'll bust it down!" Faith was adamant.
The actress heard the toilet flush and the water run as Reece brushed her teeth. She began looking around for something to pick the lock with when the door opened.
"Are you ok?" she asked her lover's back.
"Yeah, just wonderful." Reece grunted, spitting out toothpaste.
Faith put her hand on the club owner's back under her jacket, needing to touch her. She felt a stab of pain in her gut when the woman flinched.
"Honey, you're all clammy. Let me help you get undressed and into the shower."
"I meant what I said. I'm a fuckup, you deserve better than me." Reece resisted Faith's effort to undress her and pushed past the smaller woman and out of the room.
The actress took some time to will herself to stop crying and followed her lover into the kitchen. She's beating herself up, you knew she would. Give her some time. Halfway there, she saw Reece's jacket on the floor. A little further down the hall were her boots, then her shirt, her jeans, then finally her bra draped over a kitchen chair. She smiled as she collected the clothing, knowing that Reece was planning on staying a while.
She noticed that there was odd-looking dirt on her pants, on the ass and knees specifically. Mud? She checked the other items and found mud on her jacket and boots also. Where the hell was she?
Reece was leaning her elbows and forehead on the counter waiting for the coffee maker to finish. Poor baby must feel awful. Faith frowned.
"Must you brew so damned loudly?"
"If that thing answers you I'm leaving." Reece closed her eyes at the soft sounds of Faith's teasing voice. Why is she still here? Doesn't she want to yell and scream at me?
"Hello? Did you fall asleep? Hon?"
She's calling me hon?
"Faith, if you're only being nice to me because I'm hungover, don't. Go on, tell me what you want, I can take it." The tall woman squeezed her eyes closed and readied herself.
"Oh, Reece, you don't get it, do you?" Faith burst into tears again.
Reece's stomach twisted at the sound. "I make you cry. I'm not good for you."
The club owner jumped as two small hands wrapped around her middle and a kiss was placed on her back.
"Oh? You think so? I'll be the judge of what's good for me. I didn't start living until I laid eyes on you. So, you may think you know what's good for me, but you don't."
"I know that no one should ever make you cry."
Reece stood up and poured the coffee into a huge mug. She didn't want to lose physical contact with Faith, so she stood there at the counter despite the way her body felt standing upright. I knew that from the first time I saw you, you were crying and it made me feel something new....intense. I know now, it broke my heart.
"I made you cry." Reece whispered.
"Reece, I was scared! I thought I'd lost you!" She felt the panic rise just at the thought of it. "I really thought I'd never see you again, and it scared me to death."
"And whose fault is that?" Reece asked bitterly.
"Both of ours. What is it that you said? It takes two to tango?" The actress turned Reece to face her.
"But only one to fuck everything up." Reece stared into forgiving green eyes. Even red mmed, they were beautiful to her. "I'm sorry." Her voice cracked and she spun away from Faith in embarrassment.
"What did she say? The redhead stared at her lover's back in disbelief. Well don't make a big deal of it, act normal..
"Reece, aren't you listening to me at all?"
"Yeah, I'm listening." She walked into the living room and sat on the coffee table, grimacing as the hot coffee burned her raw throat. She was a little angry with herself for losing it a second ago.
Faith got on her knees at Reece's feet. It was the only way she could make the stubborn woman look at her.
"You don't have to apologize, I attacked you. I was jealous, and I was being ridiculous. I should know better. I'm the one who's sorry. I love you so much. Please forgive me?"
"You shouldn't have to edit what you say to me. It's not fair." The tall woman opened her teary, bloodshot eyes and saw Faith on her knees, her eyes pleading with her for forgiveness.
"Get up. I never want to see you on your knees for me, Faith. Ever!"
Although Reece was as serious as a heart attack, and Faith knew exactly what she meant, the actress found the topless woman irresistible. She laid her head on a naked breast and sighed with relief at the comfort.
"Hmm, I can think of a few good reasons to be down here." Faith slid her hands up to Reece's waist.
The club owner's head pounded. She felt like there were wads of cotton under her eyelids and her throat felt like sandpaper. Still, Faith's statement tickled her somehow, and she began to laugh.
"Reece?" Faith was taken by surprise at this reaction. What in the world? Laughter was the last thing she expected. She looked up as the tall woman laughed and couldn't help but giggle too, it felt so good. Saving the rug from destruction, she took the coffee mug and placed it on the table.
Reece was nearly guffawing and when she snorted, Faith winced.
"Oh baby, that had to hurt," she chuckled reaching up and rubbing Reece's head.
"Like hell, Faith, it hurts like hell But I can't stop laughing.."
"Well, if I knew it was so funny, I'd have propositioned you on my knees much sooner." the redhead teased.
"Ohhh, God.. my head..." Reece wound down and wiped her eyes. "You have no idea the torture it was riding that bike.."
"You just remember that feeling the next time you get on that bike drunk. God Reece! Where the hell did you go off to?" Faith started to relive her fear. "What the hell were you thinking! You could have gotten yourself killed!" Her voice raised an octave and the tall woman shrank back in pain.
"Please, not now. I've been punished enough." she whispered.
"Yeah, well, this conversation isn't over. Come on, baby, let's get you in bed." Feeling bad about her lover's condition, she backed off the subject. Reece took the offered hand and followed Faith upstairs.
"So, are we ok?" The actress asked hesitantly.
Reece shrugged. "I guess so. I never really stuck around before. I don't know how this works. God, I'm so tired."
"I shouldn't have backed you into a corner. I trust you, I was being stupid."
Reece crawled into the big bed and sighed with pleasure when her head hit the pillow.
"You trust me." Reece repeated. That felt good.
"I hope you can still trust me." Faith spoke quietly.
"I trust you Faith. I really do." She smiled. That felt good too.
"Thank you, Reece. That means the world to me." She kissed the club owner's lips and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Mmm. I like that." Reece yawned and moved her head into the scratching nails. "Faith?"
"Yeah?" The smaller woman pulled the comforter over her exhausted lover.
"Frankie would have kicked my ass for this.. for you." Sad and sleepy blue eyes melted Faith's heart.
"I bet I would have liked this guy." She smiled.
"I'll take you to meet him one of these days." Reece turned over onto her side and closed her eyes.
Faith kissed her lover's ear and started to get up from the bed.
"Don't leave." Reece whispered.
"Oh honey, I have to go to work.."
"No. I mean even if I'm stupid.."
"Even if you're stupid, I won't leave you."
"Love you." She mumbled. "I wish I could show you."
Faith wondered about that statement from her groggy lover. Show me? What does she mean show me? Unless... Oh Reece, that's why you've been so attentive lately? You think that you have to prove it to me by making love?
"I know you love me, baby, and you don't have to do anything but look at me to prove it."
Faith waited til her lover was snoring, and then stopped scratching her head. The actress stretched and yawned. The big bed looked so inviting and she frowned at it. Stupid re-shoot. I look like hell today and John is going to give it to me good!
"Ohhh, Miss Thing!?!? You look hideous!" the make up artist hung his mouth open dramatically and ran for the under eye cream.
"Not today, John, not today. I'm cranky. This is your only warning."
"I have Nuprin, Aspirin, Pamprin.. all the 'prins,' sweetie."
"John.." Faith groaned.
"Good God! Look at your eyebags!" He reached for some other sort of remedy.
"Ugh, what is that stuff?"
"Hemorrhoid cream. Uh uh uh.. keep them closed, Louise, terrible things can happen."
"JOHN! You did not just put ass cream on my face!" Faith was horrified.
"Oh relax, Red, it's perfectly ok. How do you think Michele looks so good after a night of drunken bacchanalia?"
"But on my eyes?"
"Pardon me ma'am, would you like some cheese with that whine?"
The make up artist clutched his chest and staggered backwards, waving the tube of cream around wildly. "Oh this is it.. He gasped, "I'm coming Elizabeth.. it's the big one.."
"Ok, ok. Cut it out." she grinned. "I told you I was a cranky bitch"
"And I'm a hyper-sensitive queen. The twain should never meet."
Faith was relieved at John's insistence. If anything, his antics made her chuckle and that isn't a bad thing at all.
"So, Louise, wanna talk about it? Hmmm?"
"Not really, but I just know that's not the right answer."
The make up artist sucked in a loud exaggerated gasp.
"Lord lord lord! That neck! Give me Spike's phone number, young lady! We have to talk, man to man."
"Oh, don't ever say that to her face there, buddy." Faith snickered at the thought.
"Oh, like she's not butch. Please, sweetheart." He rolled his eyes and snorted.
"I'm talking about you calling yourself a man."
"Touche. So what's with the eyes? Hormonal?"
"We had a big fight."
"Ok, Chatty Cathy, I see it's all up to me then."
"We made up. Is that better?"
"Much. It would explain the teeth marks on your shoulder that seem to be going..." He peeked down the front of Faith's shirt.
"John! Get out of there." she slapped him in the head.
"Ooooo! She bit your titty! She's an animal!"
"Stop that!" She blushed. "I can't believe you looked!" Faith clutched her shirt against her chest.
"I'll show you mine.." John lifted up his shirt and stuck out his chest.
She couldn't help but grin at him. He really knew how to make her day more interesting. She poked him in the nipple and looked shocked when he tried to retaliate.
"Oh, you must get over yourself, sweetheart. They're adorably perky, but they ain't in no danger from me. I'd never be biting on anything so cute."
"Will you just stop? God!" She scolded. "Anyway, that was before the fight."
"Oh, I see." He pursed his lips and batted his eyelashes. "So you like it like that, huh?"
"Dunno yet, but I'll let you know the moment she ties me up and has her way with me." She gave the makeup artist an evil grin.
"Watch it, wisenheimer, I'll have her come here and tell you how much she liked it herself. Maybe she'll even show you."
"Ok. Shutting up now. Don't sic her on me, she frightens me a little." He indicated how little with two fingers.
"She'd cut off her own hand before she hurt me. You, however.."
"I bet she doesn't even know her own strength. She looks like she drinks her milk alright... straight from the cow."
"Oh, now that's a pretty picture."
"I'm just saying.." He examined her eyes.
"John, the makeup please?" She clucked her tongue.
"OH, that reminds me of a movie, 'Liquid Sky'. Ever see that one? 'Chicken lady with the eyebags..' HA!" He cracked himself up.
"John." She glared daggers at him, pointing to her face.
"Yes, ma'am. Right away, ma'am."
Cori was waiting patiently outside the studio when Faith exited the building. The dancer had agreed to meet her and the two were going to go shopping.
The actress held up a hand signaling Cori to come over while she said good bye to her co-stars. "Hey, Ali, thanks for helping me out, I really wasn't myself. I don't know why I let that man get to me."
"That's alright, no need to thank me. Are you feeling better than you were before?"
"Yeah, much. I'm still beat, but now I can think of plenty to say to that moron. Man, he pisses me off!"
"Who pisses you off?" Cori inquired.
"Chucky, the asshole producer of this show. He started in on that pervert crap today. He came into makeup and saw a hickey or two and said something in reference to a lap dance."
"Get the fuck outta here! What happened?" The dancer frowned.
"She tore him a new asshole. I whisked her away before she shoved her foot into it. Was nothing really." Ali winked at Faith.
"Alison, my hero, meet Cori, my savior." Faith winked back at her friend.
"Savior? Really, Faith, all I did was loan you some underwear."
Ali raised an eyebrow at Sandy, who'd only caught the last part of the conversation.
"OK, you can't just say something like that without expanding a little bit." She offered her hand to Cori.
"I'm Sandy, pleased to meet you. Now elaborate."
"Cori, pleasure. See, Faith was working in a bar when I met her. Her jeans were soaked and.."
"Oh? And what kind of bar was this exactly?" Ali inquired.
"Hey, you guys hungry? Wanna go grab a bite? We could chat over food."
"Yeah! The two of us were just going shopping, wanna come with?" Faith offered.
"Sure, I'm free, what about you, Sandy?" Alison was eager to meet Faith's friend, maybe hear some embarrassing stories as well.
"I'm game. Besides, I'm sure you have plenty of dirt for us on this one here." Sandy pointed at Faith, who was giving her a face.
"Pretty. Posing for a new head shot?"
Just then Michele wandered over to the crowd. Alison rolled her eyes, giving Cori the impression that the newcomer wasn't a welcome addition.
"Hi guys. What are you talking about?" Who's this oddball?
Faith noticed the way Michele was looking at Cori and couldn't figure out if it was curiosity or intrigue.
"Hi, Mish, this is Cori, she's taken." Faith smirked.
"Don't believe everything you hear, I'm not such a letch." Mish narrowed her eyes at the group, who collectively snorted. "I don't know why everyone thinks I am." She shook Cori's hand and smiled. "You know, I don't ever think I've seen hair quite that color before. It's, um, unique. And that thing?" She pointed to the tattoo winding around her shoulder. "God! It's so, so...masculine!"
Cori glanced at her shoulder and quirked an eyebrow in annoyance, which drew Michele's attention to the piercing.
"I can't imagine what kind of job you can hold down with all those rings in your face."
"I do just fine, thank you." The dancer sneered at Michele.
"Ok, well, later, Mish, we gotta get moving." Sandy pushed Alison, who pushed Faith. Cori was still glaring at Michele, and Faith had to grab her by the elbow and drag her away.
"Oh, she's a breath of fresh air, ain't she?" The dancer said with disgust.
"You should see her when she's on a roll. I don't know if this is insulting or not, but I think you may be the first woman to come this close to Michele that she didn't try to pick up." Sandy laughed.
"Definitely not an insult." The dancer grinned.
"I think you frightened her actually." Faith joined in the laughter.
"Maybe if I would have showed her my tongue.." Cori wiggled it at the girls.
"Whoa." Alison gasped. "Did that hurt? I've seen one, but two?"
"Reece calls her a freak."
"Faith, now, you know she means that as a term of endearment. She loves me, face it." The dancer teased. "Besides, she should talk."
"Reece has a tongue piercing?" Sandy raised an eyebrow. Cori raised one back.
"Well c'mon then, it looks like you have a few stories to tell." Ali linked elbows with Cori and the four women strolled away.
"Starting with Faith's wet underwear." Sandy prompted.
"Nooo, Reece's tongue!" Ali shouted.
Alison came out of the dressing room with a flourish and posed dramatically for Cori and Faith.
"That is definitely a keeper!" Faith clapped as Ali twirled around and looked over her shoulder like a runway model.
"Come on Sandy, let's go!" Cori urged.
"No, I'm not coming out there wearing this! Uh uh, no way."
"Sandy, if I'm wearing this, you can wear that." Alison gestured to the tiny little outfit she was hardly wearing.
"Whose idea was it to go to Frederick's Of Hollywood anyway?" Sandy yelled from the dressing room.
"That's it, woman.." Faith pulled open the door and everyone giggled.
"See? I look ridiculous!" Sandy whined.
"You were supposed to take off the sweat socks and work boots first, hon," Cori snickered. "Although the feather boa does complete the look."
"Bite me." Sandy yanked the door closed behind her.
"Well, that does it, she's way too butch for me." Cori teased.
"Hey wise ass, why aren't you trying on anything racy?"
"You know, Sandy, for someone who spends most of the show in a negligee, I don't see how you can be shy?" Faith wondered.
"That's easy, it's a character in her underwear. Not me. She does the crazy things, I don't." She opened the door and went rummaging around in a clothing rack.
"Oh, I know that one." Ali nodded. "I do that too. It's much easier, right Faith? Isn't that how you were able to make out with Jim?"
"Well, actually, I didn't pretend to be anyone else, I pretended that he was." Faith accepted the garments that Sandy handed her and went into the dressing room.
"Tall, dark and gorgeous no doubt." Ali snickered.
"She's gorgeous alright. I think I'll pretend it's her too. You don't mind, Faith, do you?" Sandy grinned.
"Nah, it's cool, she shares." Cori answered.
"Oh, more stories? Do tell?" Ali wiggled her eyebrow.
"I do not share her! And no more stories, Reece's ears must be burning." Faith yelled from behind the door.
"Don't you mean her ass? You got me daydreaming about her underwear now. Thanks, Cori."
"Don't mention it." She grinned.
"So? What do you think?" The redhead emerged from the dressing room wearing a little black and royal blue number with garters and all.
"Oh baby! Faith, you are stunning!" Sandy blurted.
"Shit yeah! Wrap it to go!" Ali nodded in agreement.
"Reece will fall to her knees in worship if she sees you in that." Cori twirled Faith around. "Oh, I may fall to my knees in worship."
"Cut that out, you guys. It really looks good?" Faith received six raised eyebrows in reply.
"OK then, I'll take it."
"Remind me to be far away from the house when you model that one, Faith. I really don't wanna see what unfolds."
"I wouldn't mind seeing Reece on her knees, would you, Ali?" Sandy teased.
"Not at all. As long as she was in front of me."
"Is there one person who isn't in lust with my woman?" Faith rolled her eyes.
"John." Three voices replied in unison.
Cori and Faith had some time to talk after the girls had left, so the actress filled the dancer in on the events of the day. Cori was extremely surprised that Reece managed to get herself home from wherever she had gone with that bad of a hangover. She was also very angry with Reece for driving like that in the first place. She reminded herself to lay into the boss about that.
Cori explained to Faith that returning to her, in that kind of a vulnerable state, was proof as to how much the tall woman needed her. The dancer went on to tell her that Reece was never willing to let anyone that close when she was that weak. That she came home to Faith--and seemingly innocently stripped herself naked--was nothing short of a miracle. In the club owner's strange way, she was begging for Faith to forgive her, hold her and mother her.
Faith was beginning to understand more and more about the way her lover acted and reacted. Thanks to Cori, she was more attuned to Reece's thought processes. Each time they talked, the dancer always added more pieces to the puzzle; sometimes the littlest things were like giant doors of understanding opening up for Faith. Each door the actress walked through brought her closer to the club owner. It certainly wasn't easy dealing with her lover's erratic and confusing behavior, but Faith was willing to go to hell and back just to be held in those strong comforting arms. She even doubted that Reece had any idea how much it meant to Faith to wake up next to her in the morning.
Faith felt so close to Reece when she walked in the door, and she had every intention of smothering her with love and attention for the remainder of the day. Entering the bedroom, the actress was startled to find Reece still asleep. She tiptoed out and went down to the kitchen for some coffee.
I hope she's ok.. she worried.
Faith was really tired herself, but going to sleep now would screw up her body clock, and it took weeks to get her adjusted to normal working hours.
Well, if you can call this normal. Stupid Charles. Why is he so hell-bent on picking on me? What did I ever do to him? Thank God Reece doesn't know about this. Then again, maybe she'll...
The actress thought about having Reece 'talk' some sense into the guy, then dismissed it with a shake of her head.
That's too schoolyard. My girlfriend's bigger than your girlfriend. She chuckled.
Turning to the sink, she saw dirty dishes and was glad that her lover had woken up and eaten some time during the day.
"Now she's just being a lazy-ass." She grinned.
Faith cleaned up the kitchen and took two cups of hot coffee upstairs to the bedroom. After setting them down she looked over at the sleeping woman.
She certainly is a sight.
Reece was sprawled on her stomach with only her underwear on. She had her left arm under the pillow she was hugging, the right one thrown up over her head. Her shoulders were smooth, relaxed, and her back looked inviting. It was all Faith could do not to crawl on top of the woman and lick her from butt to shoulder. Reece was facing towards Faith, her lips parted slightly, also very inviting. The only thing keeping the redhead from acting on her urges was the expression on her lover's face.
She looks so peaceful.
Faith got on her knees to study Reece more closely. She carefully removed the stray lock of hair that had fallen into Reece's face, tucking it behind her ear. The tall woman flinched and Faith jumped back. Knowing her lover was nearing consciousness, the actress leaned in slowly and gently touched her lips with her own. Faith could smell the soap and shampoo and knew there had been a shower involved too sometime today. She inhaled again, letting the familiar scent calm her. Reece licked her lips and turned onto her back, giving Faith a full frontal view.
She is just so wonderful!
Green eyes scanned the long muscular body from head to toe, stopping for a while to admire Reece's breasts, then moving up to her mouth. The actress couldn't help herself, one look at those wet pink lips and she was a goner. Faith crawled up on the bed and licked her own lips in preparation for the kiss.
"Are you going to stare at me or kiss me?"
"You rat! You were awake!" Faith shook her finger. Reece opened her eyes and grinned at her lover.
"Yeah well, I smelled the coffee. But just barely over the smell of that hairspray. Why do they do that to your poor innocent hair?" She teased.
"Just for that you have to wait for that kiss. I'm going to shower all this nonsense off my body."
Faith was pulled onto the bed and surrounded in a bear hug. She then found herself on her back with two beautiful breasts dangling over her face.
"God, baby, are you trying to kill me?" she whined looking back and forth hungrily at the two just out of reach treats.
"No, just getting my kiss." Reece lowered herself down onto Faith and nibbled on her lips, easing her weight on top of the smaller body.
Faith felt the nipples brush down her cheeks and groaned. She whimpered when Reece's tongue slid into her mouth. Faith felt wonderfully safe enveloped by and covered in Reece.
"Yum. Cinnamon?" The club owner kissed her again for a second taste, her tongue inspecting all the crevices of the actress' mouth. Reece noted with a smirk that Faith was breathing quite heavily when she pulled away from the kiss.
"My guess is Dunkin' Donuts."
"I don't know..can't think.. Kiss me again." Faith sighed with pleasure.
"Go on, take a shower, I hate not being able to see your freckles." Reece lifted up and rolled over. "Or your hickeys."
"You're kidding right?" Faith lay there motionless, her mouth still open and waiting.
"What? Can't handle a few kisses?" The tall woman stood up and stretched, clasping her hands way over her head and arching her back.
Faith's mouth hung open even further.
Reece put her hands on her hips and twisted around a few times until her back popped and she groaned. I really should have been less stupid last night.
"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?"
"Faith.." she warned, throwing a pillow at her.
"No, really. You just stand there like that and do those things with your body.. make these glorious sounds like, like it's nothing!" Faith stood up and began undressing.
"Should I put some clothes on? Ooh, what's in the bag?"
Faith grabbed the bag away from her nosy lover. "It's a surprise. And I like you naked."
"Yeah? For me?" Reece couldn't hide the childlike curiosity from her face.
"You are so precious, baby. I love you." Faith took the bag and closed the bathroom door behind her. "Oh, and drink your coffee, Reece. You're going to need it."
"I will? Just what do you have in mind?"
"Your surprise." The door opened and Faith's hand appeared twirling a very tiny article of clothing around her finger.
"Oh, baby!" Reece high-fived the air and did a happy dance. "I'm gonna get some, I'm gonna get some."
"You're a nut today." Faith giggled.
"But I am gonna get some, right?"
"Of course. I just thought maybe you'd like to, um, play around?" Faith's head peeked into the room.
"Huh?" Reece furrowed her brows. "Play around?? What about the good stuff?"
"I mean, maybe you wanna get dressed too. You know," she shrugged, "like maybe something... leather?" Her head disappeared too soon to see the look on Reece's face.
The tall woman let a few mental pictures of that scenario float around in her head. "Ooohhh yeah" she growled and ran straight for the closet.
By the time Reece decided what to wear, her closets looked like a tornado hit them. Settling on the biker look, she wore Levi's, black leather chaps, a tight white V-neck tee, and her old worn boots. Now she couldn't decide if she should strap on a dildo.
Faith never said anything about that. But what if she wanted it and it wasn't there? Shit!
The club owner ran around the room frantically grabbing toys and harnesses, all the while trying to undo the buttons and zippers that covered her lower half. With her clothes around her knees and the harness in place, she modeled a few different dildos until the water stopped in the shower.
Fuck me! Well Sport, you'll just have to do..
Reece quickly re-dressed and ran a brush though her hair. She tried various poses by the bed, on the bed, and just standing in the middle of the room.
After a few minutes, the bathroom door opened and Faith was standing there in a long black shiny robe.
"Oh, just look at you." The actress circled around the club owner and whistled in appreciation.
"I take it I did good?" Reece held her arms out.
"Oh yeah." she purred. "I like the shirt."
Faith ran her hands along her lover's outstretched arms and down her sides, stopping at her waist. She smiled as Reece's nipples blatantly showed their appreciation. Stepping closer she continued the journey over Reece's butt and down the back of her legs, kneeling as she got lower. She leaned her head on Reece's thigh and ran her hands back up to hold onto a perfectly sculpted ass, sighing in pleasure once she got there.
"You can turn me on just by standing there Reece, but this," she squeezed what she was holding, "this, drives me insane. Especially when it's covered in leather."
"I know a few other things that drive you insane."
"Oh really? What would that be?"
The tall woman took Faith's hands and brought them around to the belt on her chaps. The smaller hands held on to the waistband and the actress pulled herself up to face Reece.
"Well? I'm waiting," the red head teased. The tall woman smirked and pulled Faith against her. Green eyes narrowed as she felt the lump against her belly.
"That. That drives you insane." Reece bent her knees and positioned herself between Faith's legs, then moved up so the dildo was nestled against her lover's crotch.
"Oh.. that." Faith gasped. "I must have been too preoccupied with your ass."
"Am I wrong?" Reece leaned in closer, holding the smaller body tightly against hers.
"No, not wrong at all." The actress ground herself into her lover and leaned her head back. Reece bent her head and kissed her. She ran her hands up and down the silky material of Faith's robe, liking the way it felt as it moved against her lover's skin. Her hands landed on the redhead's backside and she pushed into her harder.
"Mmm, Reece, come to the bed." Faith squirmed out of her grasp and lay down on the bed. The robe opened and one naked leg slid out. The actress scooted up to the headboard and bent the exposed leg.
"Don't you wanna see what I got on under here?" She motioned with her finger for the tall woman to come closer.
"Well, I figured you'd want to see what I have on under here first." She caressed the bulge in her pants.
"No, I want you to keep it all on. I want to feel the leather rubbing on my thighs when you fuck me."
"Faith.. you know what happens when you talk like that to me." Reece leaned over the bed til she was hovering right over Faith's face.
"Oh, I'm counting on it." She pulled Reece in for a kiss.
The club owner crawled up and lay on top of her lover, never breaking the heated kiss. Faith opened her legs wide and grabbed Reece's ass, pulling her down into her sex.
The tall woman gladly obliged and started a slow grinding movement.
"Oh, that's good. Slow and sexy." Faith complimented.
"This is just a warmup. I'm not going to do it slow, Faith. I want you bad. I'm gonna take you fast and hard."
"As long as you take me.."
"Who the fuck?"
"Never mind it, baby, just keep moving." Faith held tightly to Reece's butt.
"For shit's sake!"
Faith groaned as Reece got up off the bed, glaring at the tall woman's back as she stood by the window trying to see who was ringing the bell.
"You gotta be fucking kidding me." Faith cursed as she reached for the phone. "You may as well answer the door, Reece."
The actress heard her lover's feral growl as she stomped down the stairs, and felt not one ounce of pity for the person at the door.
"Welcome to Grand Central Fucking Station!!" she yelled into the phone.
"Cori, " she sneered, "this had better be good."
"It is, I swear!"
"So spill it, woman."
"Someone was there at the store today! They took pictures of us in the lingerie! You too! I just got word from Sandy..it's on the internet already! John was at his boyfriend's house and he printed it out for you."
"Oh god.." Faith moaned.
"Faith, this is going to be all over the tabloids! What the fuck are you going to do?"
"I'll think of something." Faith heard the door slam. "Um, Cori, where does John's boyfriend live?"
"About five blocks from you, why?"
"Oh no..REECE! Don't kill him... Cori, I gotta go."
"The poor guy." Cori hung up the phone thanking anyone who would listen that she wasn't the one at the door.
Faith came flying down the stairs to see John staring wide-eyed at Reece. Her lover stood with her eyebrow in her hair, arms folded across her chest.
"Oh.. my.. god.. Louise!"
"I just got hard."
Reece's expression turned to a lopsided grin and she rolled her eyes.
"John, I know why you're here, just show me."
"Ok, but don't expect me to move. I wasn't kidding. Even my nipples are hard."
"Well, I guess that just changed everything now, didn't it."
"Faith, what are you talking about?" Reece followed her lover into the living room.
"John used to be the only human being left that didn't lust after you."
"Ha ha, very funny. This is going to cost me millions in therapy and you joke." John limped into the living room.
Faith sat down on the couch and crossed her legs, giving the others a clear view of her naked leg and the dark blue garter.
"What's the problem, babe?" Reece squatted down next to her lover and looked at the pictures. "Where the fuck did those come from?"
"Some one got these while we were trying on outfits today. I swear I had no idea."
"Baby, didn't I tell you to be more discreet?"
"I swear we were."
"You took Cori.. need I say more?"
The makeup artist glanced again at Faith's leg and noticed it was the same garter from the photos. She must have been showing it to Spike over there.. Then he realized what he'd just done.
"Oh my god! I just interrup... you two were..." He pointed back and forth between the two women.
Reece stood up and gave him a bored look. "No shit, Sherlock."
"Heeeyyy, you guys were playing games, weren't you?" He leaned forward and smiled. "Scary biker chick and the innocent maiden?"
"I'll show you scary.." Reece puffed up and stood threateningly over him.
"Down girl, don't make him wet himself on our chair." Faith teased.
"Well that's not going to happen. Thanks to the big bad butch, Little John-John just curled up and went beddie-bye."
"Watch it, Mary." The tall woman growled.
"John, are these all the pictures?"
"Little John-John?" Reece finally questioned.
The makeup artist glared at her. "Oh, like you don't name yours?"
"Reece, hon, quit while you're ahead." The actress patted her on the ass.
"Yeah, Faith, those are all there are. At least that's what Sandy says. By the way, what in god's name was she wearing?!"
Faith chuckled at the photo and showed it to Reece, who frowned and gave it the thumbs down sign. "I like what you're wearing much better." She purred and crouched down next to her.
The actress ran her fingers absently through Reece's hair as she wondered what to do about this. She could imagine the headlines screaming from the supermarket check-outs.
Reece was looking at the pictures of Faith apparently modeling the outfit and leaned into the touch. She squirmed around a little when the harness and its contents made itself known due to the renewed blood flow to her crotch. Faith noted the movement out of the corner of her eye and patted the leather covered area.
"Helloo-oo, gay man here," He raised his hand and waved it around. "Not interested in this kind of activity."
Faith blushed deeply as she realized where her hand was and at how unconsciously that gesture came to her.
"Oh, sorry John. I really didn't know what I was doing." She apologized and pulled her hand away.
"Good lord!" John stared openly at Reece's crotch.
The tall woman pinched her lips together in annoyance.
"That looks so real!" John fell off the chair as he tried to get a closer look.
"Reece, close your legs!" Faith scolded.
"Wanna know his name?" Reece stroked it and teased.
"Oh god, why do you have to be a woman. This is so wrong."
"It's a boy?" Faith asked.
"Well don't you think naming a dick Betty would be a little odd?" Reece smirked.
John cracked up, which made Faith crack up. The club owner stood up, leaned against the wall and waited.
"Oh ok, baby, what's his name."
"Well, not if you're going to patronize me." Reece felt embarrassed.
"No, I'm serious. I'd like to know who's fucking me." Faith replied.
"Ack! TMI! Too Much Information!" The makeup artist held his head in his hands.
"Sport. Short for Sportster."
John peeked out from his hands and snickered.
"Well, it's a hell of a lot better than Little John-John."
"What about the black one?" Faith asked.
"Oh, this is way too creepy for me."
"The one with.. you know.."
"The one from the office?"
"Fatboy." Reece smirked.
"How appropriate." Faith felt herself flush.
"How many of these do you have?"
"Seven. Didn't you leave yet, Mary? I thought this was too creepy for you?" Reece chuckled.
"It was, but now I'm intrigued by your need to have seven penii. All named after bikes, mind you. It must be a sign of something."
"Yeah, that I can handle anything between my legs. Wanna see?" Reece reached for her belt.
"Well then, that would be my less than subtle cue. See ya, Faith!"
"Thank you for the pictures, John." Faith called after him as he closed the door.
"Why did you do that? He'll never let me live it down."
"Threaten him with the Fatboy."
Faith spent the rest of the day on the phone, while Reece grew increasingly agitated.
"Baby, I'm sorry. I know we had other plans but I have to take care of this now."
Faith tried to calm her lover but she knew it was of no use. Reece was feeling left out and Faith wasn't helping any by telling her that there was nothing she could do.
"I can go find the guy, Faith. I can break his legs." Reece clenched her fists.
"Honey, as sweet as that is, I have to do this my way. Ok? I really am sorry about this."
"But today was supposed to be our day, can't this wait? The pictures are still going to be all over the place regardless of what you do now." The tense club owner began pacing again.
"Reece, baby, I'm not in the mood for that anymore. Can we just wait til later?"
"Not in the mood? Fine. I have to go to work anyway." Reece threw her hands in the air and sneered.
Faith blew out an exasperated breath. Well that was an unfortunate choice of words wasn't it?
"Honey, I didn't mean that how it sounded.. I want you all the time. It's just not what we should be doing right this second. I still have to call Charles and I have no idea what he's going to do."
Reece paced the house for a while longer before finally changing her clothes and storming out the door in a fit of irrational jealousy.
That went well.
Faith decided the best thing to do was to let her lover blow off some steam and went back to her phone calls.
I'll make it up to her tomorrow.
Reece stomped through her club with a sneer and loudly slammed the door to her office. Sam sat on a barstool and shrugged at Christina's look of confusion.
"Jeez, Sarge, what the hell was that all about?"
"Beats me. You get used to it though." She accepted the soda and winked. "Used to be when she was like that, some poor girl was going to get the stuffing fucked outta her, but now, I have no idea."
"Yeah? I mean, how awful." The bartender feigned a sad look and Sam shook her head.
"Don't go getting any ideas." she warned. "Reece will chew you up and spit you out in a heartbeat."
Yeah, now that Blondie is around. Chris grimaced.
"Oh Sarge, I had no such thought. In fact, now that you mention it, maybe she could use a drink.. loosen her up a bit. She looked rather tense."
"You just never mind Reece. Leave her be if you know what's good for you." Sam finished her drink and dropped two bucks on the bar. "Thanks. Now you listen to me, Christina, no funny stuff. I love that woman and I'll protect her fiercely."
"I know you would. Don't worry, Sarge."
The minute the bouncer disappeared from view, Chris grabbed the other bartender and held her stomach.
"Oh I got terrible cramps.. cover for me while I lay down in the dressing room?"
"You want some meds? I got prescriptions that will fix you right up."
"Nah, they don't work." Christina held up a hand andshook her head. "I'll go lay down till it passes. Thanks."
The bartender made a good show of it as she headed for the dressing room, then veered towards the boss' office. She listened at the door but heard nothing. So she knocked.
"Go away!" Reece yelled.
"I really need to talk to you."
"Who the hell is that?" The club owner opened the door to find the last person she wanted to see.
"I saw you go by before and you looked so angry. Is there anything I can do?"
"Yes, go away."
"Aw Reece, you don't mean that. I'm sure I can help you to relax?" she said this as she brushed passed the tall woman and sat on the desk.
"What do you think you're doing?" Reece looked at her with confusion.
"Come on, get over here." she patted the space on the desk between her legs. "Let me rub your shoulders."
"You'll do no such thing." The club owner sat in her chair and used her feet to push the bartender off her desk.
"Well if that's what you want, I'll come there."
Reece watched with shock as the woman walked behind her. She jumped when Chris picked her hair up off of her neck, and yet she didn't stop her.
"There, easy access." The bartender began kneading Reece's shoulders. She closed her eyes as she felt along the tops of the muscular arms.
God she's hot!
Despite her best efforts to hate the sensation, Reece grunted.
"Put your head down and your arms out in front of you, boss, you'll love this." Chris drooled.
For some twisted reason Reece could not come up with, she obeyed and let the woman rub her back, purring with pleasure.
"Yeah, that's better, huh?" Chris was melting into Reece's back. This was closer than she ever thought she'd get to the woman.
Reece groaned in pure delight. She closed her eyes and relaxed into the feeling.
Chris worked her way lower and when she pressed into the tall woman's spine, the brunette moaned loudly.
Oh Lord...those sounds! Just a little higher.. The bartender was sweating with anticpation of touching Reece in an intimate way.
Reece opened her eyes when she heard herself make such a sound. What the hell am I doing? She started to sit up.
"Shh, now, boss, you're not doing anything wrong." The bartender was breathing heavier and she slid her hands under Reece's shirt and felt the muscles of the tall woman's abdomen twitch against her thumbs.
Reece heard herself make another sound, just as loud as the last one, when Chris's fingers dug into her tight lower back muscles.
"Oh, Reece.. what could possibly make you so uptight?"
"Nothing. It's nothing." She mumbled into her desk.
"Aw, don't wanna talk about it? That's ok, just let Christina rub it for you."
Reece grunted her approval as the stress melted away.
"You are so perfect, Reece. You know, if I was your girlfriend, I'd take care of you like this every day."
"I bet you would."
"And I'd never do anything to make you feel like you did when you walked in here."
"Not her fault." Reece slurred sleepily.
"Oh that feels good, huh?" Chris was so close to her goal.
The bartender had her hands under Reece's shirt and down her sleeves, kneading and rubbing her biceps. When the tall woman groaned, she slid them up and underneath, massaging her ribs.
Reece moaned again.
Christina slid her hand up to Reece's breast and shrieked with pain as her hand was suddenly in a vice grip.
The tall woman stood up and twisted the bartender's hand behind her back, pushing her face against the wall.
"You wanna tell me what that was all about?" Reece whispered dangerously low into Chris's ear.
"Yeah, you mind telling me why I saw you trying to seduce the boss?"
"Cori. I've never been happier to see you." Reece nodded and smiled.
"Thanks, boss. So, Christina, what would you like me to tell Faith?"
The bartender yelped in pain as her face was pushed harder into the wall.
"Reece, she can't talk if she's unconscious. Let up a bit."
"You saw what she did." Reece fumed at her own weakness as much as Christina's audacity..
"It's not like you don't have a reputation, Reece. Let up, she was just trying, she didn't succeed."
"I would have if she wasn't with that tramp."
Christina felt the blow to the head and decided it was a lot less painful than she would have thought. Then she passed out.
"Ow! I think I broke my hand!"
"Well why'd you go and hit her for?" Reece chuckled.
"That's my best friend she slandered."
Reece continued to chuckle as she lifted the unconscious bartender over her shoulder.
"Oh, you know, my back feels great. She's not half bad." She squatted a few times to prove her point.
"Yeah well, it looked like you were having a hell of a time." Cori smirked.
"Hey, I knew what she was up to from the get-go" The club owner said defensively.
"Sure you did."
"But let's not mention this to Faith anyway. You know how she is." Reece added nervously.
The dancer rolled her eyes and followed the boss to the dressing room where they left Chris.
Back in the office, Cori told Reece how bad Faith felt about what had happened that day.
"Does she tell you everything?" Reece sounded annoyed.
"Nah, just the juicy stuff." She joked.
"I'm not mad at her."
"She knows that, Reece. In fact, she says she wants you to call her right now."
"Yeah." Cori wiggled her eyebrows. "She said something about a surprise?"
"Yes, boss." she smirked and closed the door behind her.
Reece dialed the phone in record time.
"What about the one from the video cabinet?" Faith's voice drifted over the phone.
"Which one was that?" Reece closed her eyes and leaned back on the couch.
"The one I'm rubbing on myself right now."
"Lucky. His name is Lucky." Reece felt her pulse jump.
"Hmm, it'll do. When are you coming home?"
"In three minutes?"
"I have a meeting with the producer. He's probably going to fire me repeatedly."
"Can he do that? What about your contract?"
"He just likes to say it. Makes him hard I think."
"I'll break his legs too."
"Funny you should mention that. The girls and I think he took the pictures. We also think he's the one who saw me leaving the club."
"I'll break his nuts then."
"No need. We're going to sic Jayme on him. He won't have a chance."
"When will I see you?" Reece sounded sad.
"Oh honey, I'll be home when you get here. You be sure to be ready for me. I want to pick up where we left off."
"Oh yeah, I'll be there. Leave Lucky out."
"No. I want you to make me come with your hands. You and nothing else."
Reece groaned loudly into the phone. Faith shivered.
"I better go before I christen Lucky. I love you."
"Oh...oh.." Faith moaned.
Every time Reece dragged her tongue upward, the actress moaned. The tall woman was kneeling at her feet holding one stocking-clad leg over her shoulder, tasting.
Sure, Reece had other plans in mind, but one look at her lover standing there by the bathroom door, and the club owner's mind went blank. There was little that she could do except fall to her knees in worship.
Faith found it amusing when her lover dropped there speechless, but kept the chuckle to herself. Having Reece on her knees may have been the topic of the day with her friends, but the tall woman didn't need to know that bit of information. When she came out of the bathroom in her little outfit, she had no idea that the club owner was waiting for her. Faith had a whole seduction planned, but that scenario flew out the window when her lover knelt before her.
"You like?" Faith asked her admirer, lifting her hands up over her head.
Reece nodded and nuzzled the blonde curls, inhaling the clean scent of her lover.
"I figured you would, now stand up and let me get a look at you."
The tall woman shook her head and continued to rub her face between the actress's legs.
Which led to this moment--Reece taking leisurely licks up the length of Faith's sex, one hand underneath, fingers spreading her lips open, the other hand gripping her hip tightly, holding her against the wall. She kept a slow torturous pace, beginning at the crease of Faith's ass to the tip of her clit, then closing her mouth to savor the taste as it got stronger each trip. The metal in her tongue sliding smoothly over the needy nerve endings, but not hard enough to satisfy.
The club owner knew what she was doing, Faith was sure of that.
Reece hadn't made a sound, but if she concentrated and held her breath, Faith could hear when Reece opened her mouth to start the teasing journey again. But just barely.
Reece kept her tongue flat, limp almost, with hardly any pressure at all, and the feel of the hard steel standing out in contrast to the velvet of the tongue surrounding it was driving Faith mad. She whimpered and grabbed Reece's ears.
"Please what?" Reece stopped licking altogether and directed her hooded eyes upwards.
Staring down at her lover made Faith gasp. Reece had never looked more sexy, more beautiful. She was wearing a vest, a tight leather vest with nothing else under it. Her legs were wrapped in the same leather pants she was wearing the first time they made love. The soft black leather pants that drove her insane with the way they hugged Reece's muscular legs and ass. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, her sky blue eyes shining, and her lips wet and parted, open enough to give Faith a glimpse of her tongue and the steel ball that was torturing her moments ago.
The club owner saw the glassy green eyes stop their journey and zero in on her mouth. With a smirk she captured the piercing between her teeth, rolling it back and forth between her lips.
Faith breathed in deeply. Seeing her lover fiddling with the piercing excited her and Reece knew it. The actress reached down and rested her fingers on the smirking lips. She shivered as the steel ball slid back and forth across her fingers. Glancing back at the playful blue eyes, she pouted.
Reece chuckled behind the smaller hand and snaked her tongue out, wrapped the muscle around one finger and sucked it into her mouth.
"Ohhh." Faith groaned.
"Mm hmm." Reece agreed.
Faith liked this new facet of their lovemaking very much. They really never actually had foreplay before, usually intense sex, which made her like this little display even more. Reece never ceased to amaze her with her sexual prowess. Faith felt very lucky at the moment to be on the receiving end of such knowledge.
The club owner sucked the tip of Faith's finger much like she did another area of her body. The actress moaned as she felt it where it was intended.
Knowing her tall lover liked to feel some control, she gave it to her willingly. Faith knew what she was doing, but Reece didn't have to. The actress liked her in control and sometimes she set her up, like now. Faith slid her finger out and drew a line on her body from the bottom of the silky material up to rest on the lace between her breasts, knowing how it would cause her lover to react.
Reece's mouth watered. Seeing those green eyes staring at her lips with such hunger forced a growl from her throat.
"I'd rather you touch them. They want you so much." Faith slid the bustier down to expose her breasts, knowing exactly what would come next.
The tall woman guided Faith's hand to her left breast.
"Touch it for me." Reece started to feel that rush of pleasure that she got when she dictated their lovemaking.
Faith grinned inwardly and squeezed her breast for Reece. She watched as the kneeling woman's nostrils flared in excitement. She knew how wet she must have just gotten in those pants as her command was obeyed.
Faith let her nipples peek out from between her fingers as she kneaded. The tall woman licked her lips and stood up on her knees, her mouth hovering over Faith's right nipple. The redhead could smell her own scent on Reece's breath.
"Your breath is so hot, baby." Faith moaned, squeezing her fingers tighter around her nipples, giving her lover an unconscious invitation.
Reece's tongue toyed with the silver hoop peeking from between her lover's fingers. Faith let go of that breast to grab the back of her head, pushing her hard against the nipple.
Reece suckled hungrily, batting her tongue across the nipple as her lover's hips squirmed against the wall. She pushed her body into Faith's and the smaller woman jerked against her.
For Faith, it wasn't nearly enough contact and she took Reece's hand from her hip and pushed it towards her sex. She was surprised that her lover allowed the movement, and leaned into the touch.
Reece's thumb rested on her clit, her fingers rested on her lips, but she didn't move. Instead the tall woman looked up into Faith's face, released the nipple she was sucking and held the ring in her teeth.
"Move for me. Fuck my hand."
Faith needed no further instruction and began to move against the large hand. She moved slowly at first, afraid she might come too quickly, leaving both Reece and herself unsatisfied.
Glancing down, watching Faith move on her hand, Reece felt herself getting wetter by the second. She leaned her hips forward trying to get some relief from her tight leathers.
"It's turning you on, isn't it, baby?" The actresses voice was husky. "Want me to take care of that? You'll have to come closer."
The sound of Faith's voice combined with the feeling on her hand and the vision of her lover sent Reece reeling. She pulled Faith down until she was sitting on the floor with her legs splayed, the large hand still situated between them. Hungry blue eyes drank in the sight from toe to head. Silky black stockings, shiny blue garters, lacy blue and black material bunched up under perfect breasts.
"Take it baby, it's all yours." The redhead urged.
Looking at Faith's flushed face as she spoke those words was Reece's undoing. She leaned forward and thrust two fingers inside her lover.
"Yesssss" The actress cried out, grabbing Reece's neck and pulling her into a heated kiss.
"Fuck it." The club owner bit Faith's lip. "Fuck my hand."
Although it was garbled, spoken around her own lip, the redhead understood the command and obeyed, making both of them groan. Faith let go of Reece's neck and pulled her even closer by the front of her vest, popping open the snaps as she did. Their breasts came together and the taller woman growled again, mashing herself harder against her lover.
Reece leaned her forearm against the wall behind Faith's head for balance, afraid that her shaking legs would betray her control. A stockinged leg moved between two leather-covered ones and the tall woman practically fell onto it. Reece pulled the leg into her crotch and grunted inside Faith's mouth, her tongue moving in time with her hips. The actress groaned, feeling the tingling sensation ignite in her sex.
"I'm gonna come, Reece.." Faith whined.
She'd recently started making this announcement to her lover. She knew Reece liked to watch her face as she came. The actress was aware of the sense of pride and accomplishment Reece felt bringing her to orgasm. Seeing how lost the woman was in her own pleasures, the redhead felt the need to alert her to her own.
Reece stopped moving her hips and pulled her head back. She wanted to watch as her lover's face displayed the ecstasy that she was giving her.
"Oh, yes .. now!"
The club owner thrust into Faith and just held her hand still, letting the smaller body take its pleasure from her.
To Reece, there was nothing more beautiful than seeing and feeling her lover come.
"That's it, I love you, baby." The tall woman groaned as her fingers were clutched and milked by Faith's inner muscles.
"I love you so much, Reece." The actress threw herself on top of her lover, pushing Reece onto her back, cutting her orgasm short in the process. She knew if she didn't, Reece would draw this one out and the actress needed strength to attack her lover properly. She nuzzled her way across the club owner's throat and started to suck at the skin.
"Oh no you don't, I'm not through with you yet." Reece protestsed.
Faith sat up and straddled Reece's stomach.
"But what about you? I know you didn't come." She traced full lips with her fingertips, making Reece shiver.
"I can wait, it's you who wanted to play." she smirked.
"Indeed." She glanced down at Reece's exposed breasts and smiled. "Too bad I didn't get the full effect at the get-go."
"Yeah well, you shouldn't have let me see that outfit in its entirety if you had other plans." The tall woman fingered a garter.
"I want you to take me on your bike, dressed just like that."
Reece actually felt her heart palpitate.
"Yes, with your leather jacket on. The long one, so you can wrap it around me while I sit on your lap." Faith trailed her finger across the leather waistband.
Faith cocked an eyebrow in amusement as she saw her lover swallow hard in preparation to speak again.
"Oh yeah? What will you be doing on my lap that I'd need to cover you?"
"Wrapping my legs around your back and riding that fat dildo I fucked you with." Faith unbuttoned the fly and played with the hair that appeared. "For starters."
"Oh." Was all the club owner could manage as she lost all ability to talk.
Faith talking like this was very new and it did wonderful things to Reece's body. For instance, her pants had suddenly become very wet and her heart was beating so hard her chest was visibly thumping. The club owner wished she could say out loud how much she felt at the moment. She wished she had enough courage to return the favor.
"What do you say we pretend that we're on the bike now?" Faith knew what she was doing to her lover and reveled in the ability to do so. She worked her hand inside Reece's pants and closed her eyes at the wetness she encountered.
The club owner merely gulped.
"Oh no. I think we better take care of this little problem first and foremost. Don't you agree?"
Reece was more than ready to let her lover finish what was started, but she also had a sudden urge to show Faith how much she meant to her.
Give it to her, chicken shit. Give her what she wants.
Instead of answering, Reece turned them both over and she was now hovering above Faith rocking back and forth on her trapped hand.
Lord have mercy! Faith was genuinely surprised by Reece's actions until she took in the whole picture.
Oh yes! Look at this! This is for me!
The tall woman was crouched on all fours above her, her blue eyes staring intently into her startled green ones. The leather vest was hanging open and her two favorite toys were swaying back and forth as Reece rocked. Her pants were open and Faith shivered seeing her hand disappear inside of them.
This is so intense. God!
The actress groaned as she felt her fingers sliding back and forth in the abundant proof of arousal Reece was offering her.
Magnificent..breathtaking.. all mine.
Faith felt an overwhelming warmth wash over her. The trust and openness her lover was showing her right now was enormous. Each time it was a little more, another brick falling from her lover's facade. She knew this was a big deal, but didn't want to scare Reece with the tears that were threatening to spill. She concentrated more on the visual than the emotions.
God she's so hot. So wet .. I can hear it.
She reached up and touched Reece's lips. The club owner licked the fingers and groaned, leaning harder into her other hand. Faith was missing one thing. Her hair. I want to feel her hair. She undid the ponytail and let the long black hair fall around Reece's face.
"You are so beautiful Reece." Faith stared into the half closed blue eyes with deep adoration. The taller woman thrust forward and waited, never taking her eyes off of Faith's.
"Do it." She whispered.
The actress stared right back, enchanted by the pleading look on Reece's face, then positioned her fingers at the waiting entrance.
The tall woman nodded and licked her lips in anticipation.
Afraid she'd never get this opportunity again, Faith took advantage. She watched her lover's expression change as she slowly eased three fingertips into her and stopped. She put her other hand on Reece's stomach to make sure her lover didn't move.
Reece's eyes fluttered closed briefly before opening again with a look of pure need. Faith felt her mouth grow dry. She pushed her fingers in a little more and moaned as her lover's stomach rippled, the muscles clenching.
Reece's eyes widened and her mouth fell open as she was filled deeper. She inhaled sharply as Faith twisted her fingers inside, spreading them out as far as they would go.
"Oh Reece.. you are so wet.. I can hear my fingers moving."
Reece nodded slightly and bit her bottom lip.
Without warning the club owner arched her back and thrust hard, impaling herself thoroughly. She shuddered and grunted never once closing her eyes or losing contact with the green ones she was staring into.
Faith was awestruck as Reece allowed her this moment. She studied every movement of every muscle on her lover's face as she began to move herself again. The redhead watched as Reece moved only her hips, rocking on her fingers. Faith adjusted her hand so her thumb would touch Reece's clit on the next forward motion.
"Ahh!" Blue eyes widened in surprise and pleasure at the contact.
"Yes Reece, give it to me.." she whispered.
"Oh god.." The club owner threw her head back.
"Please baby, look at me, let me see."
"No.. I can't." Reece dropped down onto her elbows, her arms cradling Faith's head, her hair covering the both of them.
Faith understood and wrapped her arm around her lover's neck, holding her tightly.
"Its ok.. I love you so much." She whispered into the damp black hair.
"Umm..oh..Faith.." Reece was groaning right into Faith's ear, making her shudder.
"You're so close.. I can feel it.." The actress continued to whisper, urging and soothing at the same time.
Reece's body was on fire. She wanted to come for Faith. She wanted to share this moment with her so badly, but she wasn't sure she could. Ohhh, but her fingers feel so fucking good.. The club owner pumped her hips hard and fast; the orgasm was going to be intense, she could feel it in her toes. Get up! Give it to her! Show her everything! She screamed in her head.
"Oh sweetheart.. I can feel it.. you want it so bad.."
Faith did feel it. The arms surrounding her head had squeezed tightly, she could feel Reece's legs trembling around her own, and her stomach muscles had tightened against her arm. Most of all, Reece was sweating hard. This had only happened once before and that time her lover lost the orgasm and she beat herself up for days. This time it was too intense--she needed to make Reece come. This was emotional, not just physical.
The club owner whimpered into her ear. Faith didn't know if it was pleasure or frustration. Determined, she grasped a handful of hair and pulled Reece's face away from her neck and kissed her. She sucked on her tongue in time to her thrusting hips and moved her thumb back and forth on her clit.
Reece whimpered into her mouth and Faith knew this time it was pleasure. She tore her mouth away and looked at Reece's face. It was flushed, sweaty and her eyes were tightly shut. I wanna see this dammit!
"Oh Reece.. you feel so good fucking my hand.. god, you're so wet.. listen to it.."
The club owner heard the sound of Faith's fingers squishing around in her own wetness and became slightly embarrassed. She tried to drop her head down again but Faith's hand holding her hair prevented it. She opened her eyes as a reflex. When she did, she saw Faith staring back at her with hunger and devotion.
"That's it baby, you wanna come on my hand. Feel it." Faith thrust back into her lover catching her off guard.
"Ohhh.. Fai.." The club owner tried to close her eyes but her head was jerked by her hair.
"No! Look at me Reece.."
The club owner's arms started shaking, her leg muscles started to twitch, her eyes locked with Faith's.
"That's it.. you're gonna come for me now, aren't you?" The actress stared into her eyes.
"Oh shit!..I. Faith.." Reece grabbed Faith's shoulders and squeezed painfully hard.
"Oh yeah.. here you go.. come on..it's me doing this..my fingers making you come." The redhead watched Reece's face contort as the muscles spasmed inside of her.
Reece reared up and thrust herself hard onto Faith's hand as her orgasm started. She began to tremble all over.
"Oh..OH..!" she shouted, digging her nails into Faith's shoulders.
The actress used her other hand to hold on to Reece's ass as she twitched and shuddered violently. The second she let go of her hair the club owner fell onto her heavily.
"Yes Reece, so beautiful"
"Oh godohgodohgodohgod.." Reece muttered into Faith's neck now holding onto her head for dear life.
Faith was amazed and at the powerful orgasm her lover was having. The taller woman pulled herself off of the fingers but quickly pressed herself into the hand still in her pants.
"Shit.." Reece's teeth were clenched and she still gyrated against Faith's hand. She leaned over and captured Faith's lips in a kiss.
The actress felt Reece's body slow down and she broke the kiss.
"Thank you, Faith." The tall woman breathed into her mouth.
"Are you nuts? Don't you dare thank me, you sexy thing you. That was awesome." Now I know why she feels so proud!
The club owner bit Faith's lip and she smacked Reece on the ass, causing her to jump and groan.
"Don't do that, your hand is still there."
"You want more?" Faith was astonished.
"I want you all the time." Reece lifted herself up on to her knees.
"I love you." Faith was overcome.
"Faith, I don't know what happened.. I really wanted to.."
"But you did, didn't you? Don't worry about that."
"Which reminds me. You have a filthy mouth little one."
"Oh please, you got off on my filthy mouth." Faith smirked and pinched Reece's nipple.
"Mmmmm.. I do believe I owe you one." Reece wiggled her eyebrows. "What shall I do?"
"You can get down there and lick me til I scream." She pushed Reece's head between her legs.
The club owner wasted no time and latched onto Faith's clit immediately.
"Oh yeah baby.. I'm so there." She grabbed Reece's ears and mashed her face into her sex.
"I love tasting you.. especially when you're this wet.
"Shut up and lick. Yeah oh.. just like that .." She purred.
Reece's ceased all movement and her eyes widened.
BING BONG BING BONG BING BONG
Faith stopped moving too.
BING BONG BING BONG BING BONG
"You gotta be fucking joking." The tall woman muttered.
The phone started to ring.
"JESUS CHRIST!" Reece shouted as she sprang to her feet.
"Baby, ignore it, please!"
The tall woman narrowed her eyes at the ringing phone and then at the window.
"Honey, don't kill the phone please." She grabbed the cordless handset off of the cradle. Reece stalked to the window with Faith hot on her heels. "One of those annoyances has got to be Cori!"
"Hello?" the actress's eyes went wide and she covered her mouth with her hand.
BING BONG BING BONG BING BONG
Reece threw open the window and looked down at the stoop. Her eyes went wide too and she pulled her head back in and stared at Faith in disbelief.
The actress hung up the phone and stared at her lover with the same look of disbelief.
"That was Dad. Mom's gone."
"Then that would explain why she's standing on the stoop with a suitcase."
Mrs. Ashford sipped her tea and smiled at her daughter.
"So you see, dear, it's high time that I left. That man had it coming. Who does he think I am?"
"Mother, you've been putting up with him for years. What possessed you...I mean why all of a sudden? You know this is how he is." Faith stopped pacing the kitchen and sat down across from her mother.
"Faith, sweetie, those marks on your neck aren't the least bit ladylike."
Green eyes closed, and Faith dropped her head down to her chest in exasperation.
"I raised you to be a proper dainty woman." There was a faint snort from the other room after the word dainty. The actress narrowed her eyes in that direction.
"Theresa dear? Why don't you come in here and join us?" Marsha called into the living room.
The actress craned her neck around the doorway and glared at her pouting lover. There is no way she's getting out of this one.
"Excuse me, Mom."
Reece was sitting on the couch with her knees drawn up to her chin, her arms wrapped around her legs. She looked up at Faith's scowl and winced.
"I just know you're sitting here thinking of brilliant ways to get her out of this house, and not just pouting like a child who dropped her ice cream cone, because let me tell you, Reece Corbett, there will be no more ice cream for you..."
"No buts...I've been listening to that woman for nearly a half hour. Get your ass off that couch and get in that kitchen with me. Pronto."
The club owner frowned at the way her lover was tapping her foot and pointing towards the kitchen. It reminded her of the nun who caught her in the basement of the church writing cuss words on the wafers.
"Is everything alright in there, dear?"
"Yes, Mom, Reece was just telling me how she wishes you'd stay for dinner."
The club owner's mouth hung open in shock.
"Up. Kitchen. Now." Faith continued to point.
"Yes, dear," she said sarcastically.
The tall woman jumped as she received a smack to the back of the head.
"Don't try my patience, Reece."
"Damn! What the hell?" The club owner stared at her lover in disbelief.
"Well, Mom, I'm going up to shower, Reece will keep you company." She pushed the tall woman into the chair and kissed her on the head, then exited the room.
"You know, I should be very angry with you, but I'm not. " Marsha sipped from her cup.
Reece resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
Here we go.
"Faith apparently sees something in you, although I can't imagine what. All that matters to me now is my daughter's happiness. I made too many mistakes with my own life to find that for myself."
Mrs. Ashford paused to stare at Reece skeptically. The club owner fidgeted and willed herself not to flee.
"You... you seem to make her happy. At least she says so. Do you think you make her happy?"
"I guess so."
"You better know so. Don't fuck with my little girl."
Reece's eyes bugged out as she watched the older woman calmly sip her tea.
Oh great... she's protecting her young.
"Faith is a big girl, Mrs. Ashford. I may be assuming here, but if she wasn't happy, she wouldn't be here."
"While that's all well and good, my Faith has been raised in a house where happiness was overlooked for prestige and money. I don't know that she knows what happiness really is."
"Regardless of how you think she was raised, she is the most giving, caring, unjudgmental and loving person I have ever met." Blue eyes shone with honesty.
"I don't want her making the same mistakes I did. I don't want her sitting at her daughter's kitchen table talking to her lover, regretting anything." Marsha said sincerely.
"You know, ma'am, I do believe that your daughter is capable of making her own choices. I like to think she is happy. I admit that I have no idea what I'm doing, or how to do it, but whatever it is, it's making her happy."
"Do you love her?" The older woman questioned.
"Yes." Reece sat up straight and stuck out her chin.
"She adores you, you know. You seem to be the air that she breathes." Seeing the uncomfortable blush on the tall woman's face, Marsha knew the feeling was mutual. She changed the subject for Reece's benefit.
"So, you know what I can really go for?"
"Pizza. Not that crap they serve in Long Island. I want real honest to god New York City pizza."
"Cool, I'll go get some."
The brunette was dressed and out the door in a heartbeat.
"Mother? Where's Reece?"
"She went to get pizza." Marsha put down the book she was looking at and walked towards the video cabinet.
Whoops! Can't have her snooping in there... Faith cut her off at the coffee table and pulled her down on the couch.
"So, did she mention what pizza place she was going to? Was it in this state?"
"Don't be silly, dear, we hit it off wonderfully." Marsha patted her daughter on the arm and smiled.
"What did you do to her?"
"ME? I think I should be asking what she did to you?"
"She did nothing to me that I didn't want her to. Now, can we drop the subject and discuss why you're here?"
"Do you feel that twirly thing inside of your stomach when she looks at you?"
"Yeah, but why..."
"Does it feel like your sinuses clear when she kisses you?"
"Yeah, that too. But I don't see how this..."
"Faith, humor your mother. Do you feel lonely when she leaves the room?"
"Oh well." The older woman sighed. "This is it then, isn't it?"
"What are you talking about, Mom?"
"You are head over heels in love with that woman, aren't you?"
More like heels over head.. "Yeah, I am."
"So, are you going to get married? Can you do that?"
"Mom, why are you so interested in my relationship? Maybe you should be thinking about yours."
"I haven't felt that way about your father since I was 22."
"You married him when you were 23." Faith was confused.
"Yes, I did." Marsha answered sadly.
Mother and daughter sat in silence. One woman thinking of how incredibly lucky she was, the other wishing she was 22 again.
"Pizza's here!" Reece yelled from the doorway.
Faith ran to the door and took the boxes away from her lover. Then she backed her into the kitchen for a strangling hug.
"Hey, Faith? Is everything ok?" Reece grew concerned when she got no answer. She stooped down and wrapped her arms around Faith and lifted her up onto her lap. Faith latched into her lips like she was gone for days.
"Your mother! Faith!" She was kissed again. "What's the matter? Honey?"
"I just love you so much."
"I love you too, babe. What happened?"
Green eyes looked adoringly into blue. "I'm so lucky to have found you. That's all."
Oh, is that all? Reece thought with confusion and stood to watch her lover go picking through the boxes of food.
"Ooo, I'm starved, let's eat!"
Marsha didn't miss the exchange between the two women and approached Reece carefuly.
"I hope you feel just as lucky."
"I do ma'am, I really do." The club owner offered up an honest smile and the older woman breathed a sigh of relief.
"What's in the bag?" Mrs. Ashford wondered.
"Oh, um.. nothing. A few of those horrible trashy magazines. You know the ones...gonna bring them to work.. " With the greeting she received, Reece forgot all about the tabloids.
"Oh?" Marsha eyed the tall nervous woman curiously.
"Heh.. better hurry before she eats all the pizza."
Reece was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels. Faith lay dozing with her head on her lover's lap, and Marsha was snoring from the recliner. The club owner looked down at Faith's face and smiled. She began tracing her features with eyes, then with her index finger. When she reached her lover's lips, they moved and caressed her fingertip so softly it tickled and Reece pulled her hand away.
"Mmm, lets go up to bed, Reece." Faith mumbled sleepily.
"What about your mom? Wouldn't she want to go to bed too?"
Reece tickled Faith on her ribs and grinned when her lover squeaked.
"Stop that, you'll wake mother." The actress scolded.
"Well? Should we leave her there?"
"Yeah, just leave her, she was exhausted anyway. She should be up to make her bathroom trip in about an hour or so." Faith stretched and then burrowed down into Reece's lap. "She can find her way to the guest room then. Leave the light on for her."
"I'd have to get up from the couch to do that, babe. Come on.." Reece shook her legs trying to assist her lover.
Faith whined. "I don't want to move."
"Fine then. Let's go, sleepyhead." Reece flicked off the TV, lifted Faith up off of her lap, and carried her up to the bedroom. The actress cuddled up to her lover and smiled contentedly.
"My big strong baby."
"Your only baby."
Reece had been awake for a while, listening to the sounds of Marsha puttering around the kitchen.
Faith was still fast asleep, flopped across Reece's body, her hand wrapped around her neck.
The club owner was enjoying the feeling thoroughly and was perfectly happy to lie there until Faith woke up. Unfortunately, the smells of breakfast that were wafting into the room were making her mouth water. In another minute, her stomach was going to alert Faith that it was time to get up.
"Faith.." she whispered.
No answer. Not even a twitch. Reece tickled the back of her neck lightly, and Faith stirred.
"Baby, your mom made food. Come on.." She ran her fingers down Faith's back. The smaller body shivered and Reece felt the nipples harden against her body.
OK, that wasn't the effect I was looking for.
"Mmm. Morning, sexy." Faith stretched and turned onto her back, kicking the blanket to the bottom of the bed. When she turned back to snuggle, Reece was laying there naked with her eyebrow raised in a question.
"What?" the smaller woman asked.
"You wanna put those away? Your mom is downstairs."
Faith followed Reece's eyes to her nipples and raised her own eyebrow. "Would you have any idea how they got that way?"
"Yes." The club owner smirked.
"Then it's all your fault they're teasing you isn't it?" She cupped her breasts and arched her back with a smirk.
"Oh, so you wanna play dirty?" Reece grabbed for Faith's leg but she got away and ran into the bathroom.
"I let you get away, you know."
"Sure you did."
"Mom, this is wonderful!" Faith dug into her omelet.
"Thank you, dear. Theresa, is that all you're going to eat?" Marsha was disappointed that the tall woman only ate toast.
"Reece, it's Reece. Yes, thank you, I have to get going."
"She overslept. Reece is usually just getting back from the gym at this time." Faith replied around a mouthful of hash browns.
"Yeah." The club owner agreed, and started to get up. "Save me a plate, ok?"
"Baby, do you have to go today? You can miss a day, please?"
Oh no, not the lip..
"Yes, why don't you spend the day with us? We were going shopping." Marsha added.
"For me?" Faith put on her best puppy dog face.
"Oh alright." The club owner frowned.
"Good!" Marsha rose excitedly and began making Reece a plate.
"Thank you sweetheart. I'll make it up to you later." Faith whispered.
The actress licked her lips and Reece melted to the chair.
"I'm holding you to that one." Reece whispered back.
"Here dear... eat." Mrs. Ashford patted the club owner on the arm and her eyes widened. "She sure is a strong one, isn't she, Faith?" Marsha felt around Reece's bicep.
The actress noticed that Reece was trying very hard not to swat at her mother and snickered. She saw the woman's point, though; Faith often found herself awed at her lover's muscles too. The actress was enjoying the look on Reece's face. She's had worse.
After all, Reece did grope Mother. She snickered.
"You should feel her back, mom."
Reece dropped her fork and stared at Faith in disbelief. The actress winked when her mom touched her lover's back. Blue eyes narrowed with a promise of revenge.
"But her quads.. now there's a work of art." Faith kneaded said muscles.
"Goodness! I didn't know you liked them so ... gruff?
GRUFF?! Reece's eyebrows shot up.
"Butch would be more appropriate, Mom."
Reece cleared her throat. Faith grinned.
"If you don't mind, I feel like Charmin."
Faith kissed her lover sweetly and smiled.
"C'mon, Mom, lets leave her to eat in peace. She gets cranky when she's hungry."
Oh, she will soo pay for this. Reece ate her breakfast with an evil grin.
The club owner sighed with relief as she flung herself onto her bed. She felt exhausted and edgy after enduring an Ashford shopping spree. The only thing that kept her going was her plan to get back at Faith for the whole groping thing at breakfast.
Reaching under the bed, she pulled out the bag with all the newspapers in it. Smiling evilly, she sifted through them, picked out a few, and snuck downstairs.
Hearing the two women chattering in the guest room, Reece slipped into the living room and neatly arranged the tabloids on the coffee table. Then she snuck back towards the stairs and made a noisy descent.
"Baby? Come in here, I want to show you something." Faith called out from the room.
"Yeah?" The club owner stopped in her tracks and stood in the doorway in shock. God, she's breathtaking!
"Well? What do you think?" Faith twirled around, modeling this slinky black cocktail dress for her lover.
"I told you, it's stunning, dear." Marsha replied. "I still can't believe you didn't have at least one little black dress. Every woman should have one."
"Reece?" Faith felt weak in the knees when she saw the way her lover was looking at her.
"Oh, it's great. It looks great." She managed to answer.
"By the look in her eyes, honey, I'd say it's a keeper." The older woman teased. "She seems er, hungry."
Reece blushed. This woman was too much. Is everyone's mother this unusual?
"Mom!" Faith scolded.
"What? I'd be willing to bet that if I wasn't here that dress would be long gone."
"She's right, you know." Reece replied before making a hasty exit.
Let them chew on that..
The club owner finished the payroll and wondered why she hadn't gotten a call from home yet.
I'm sure they found those rags by now.
She pulled out the rest of them and stared at the pictures of her lover that all of America was seeing. Carefully cutting out the images, she began placing them on her office walls. She was surprised that she didn't want to kill the person responsible for exposing Faith's attributes to the nation. Instead, she was feeling a mite prideful that all of it belonged to her.
Still.. I have to at least act pissed.
Reece decided that she would make whoever it was slightly miserable.
Sandy and Faith are positive it's Charles. I think it's Michele. Something about that girl..
"Hey boss? Can I come in?"
"Yeah Cor. Hey, did you see?"
Taking a look around, the dancer folded her arms across her chest and shook her head. "You know, I don't think she's going to be pleased with this."
"What? I like them. I think she's hot."
"Yeah but now so does half of the country."
"Half? What's wrong with the other half?"
"You can't be serious." Cori was shocked at Reece's attitude.
"Yes, I am." The tall woman sat down, satisfied with the new decorations.
"OK, so you're not going to break somebody's legs?"
"Oh, I didn't say that, I just didn't understand why only half of the country found Faith appealing."
"So you're going to hurt Charles? But what about Michele? I was very disappointed to find out she was behind this." Cori sat on Reece's desk facing her.
The club owner frowned. Why didn't Faith tell me if she knew who it was?
"Hey, earth to Reece."
"Yeah, I'm gonna take care of the both of them." I just don't know how.
"Why'd ya wait so long? It's going to be kinda hard since they were fired."
FIRED?! What the...
"Cori, I have things to do, if you'll excuse me."
"Sure bosslady, I was thinking of coming over and taking Mom Ashford off your hands tomorrow."
"Yeah, you're welcome." The dancer replied to the empty room.
Mrs. Ashford put down the last of the tabloids and laughed out loud.
"Oh my!" she continued laughing.
Faith shut off the blow dryer to investigate the sound.
Is Mother laughing? She wondered. I don't think I ever heard her laugh like that in my life!
"Oh dear!" The older woman held her stomach and laughed.
That is Mother! What the hell is she so hysterical about?
Faith suddenly became nervous. Her mother could have gotten into anything.
Shit! Why did I leave her alone down there? I let her talk me into a bath. I should have known it was a plan for her to snoop!
She started dressing, grabbing clothing from the floor.
Oh God.. I hope she didn't go through the video cabinet. Not only does Lucky live there, but Reece's video collection could kill her! She ran down the stairs in fear.
Marsha tried to collect herself, but she couldn't stop laughing.
"Mom? Are you alright?" The actress edged closer to her mother.
Marsha held up a tabloid and shook it around.
Faith felt her legs go numb when she saw the cover picture.
"This is some...oh my...interesting coffee table ...oooh...reading, dear." The older woman continued to pull herself together.
"You find this funny?" The actress furrowed her brows in confusion.
"Oh, Faith dear. I haven't laughed like that in ages!"
The actress had no idea why her mother was reacting with such hilarity to her half-naked body. The clothing choice alone should have given her a mild arrhythmia. The fact that it was all over the coffee table should have at least caused her to stroke.
"Again, you find this funny?" She put her hands on her hips.
"Oh my yes!"
Faith stood there tapping her foot as her mother continued to titter.
"That outfit doesn't help any.." she giggled.
The younger woman looked down at her clothes and smiled. In her haste she'd thrown on Reece's inside-out sweatpants and a T-shirt that read: 'Remember my name, you'll be screaming it later.'
"Well I'd rather be on the cover of a magazine in this get up than that one."
"Oh honey, the pictures aren't bad. In fact, they're flattering. Remind me to show you my pictures some day."
The actress sat down next to her mother and stared at her in shock.
"Mom...who?" Faith was speechless.
"I had racy pictures taken for your father when we were engaged. A promise of what was to come if you will."
Faith blushed. My mother the pinup girl.
"Oh, stop looking at me like that, honey."
"But Mom?" she whined.
"How did she take to these?"
"A lot better than I thought. She put them there."
"Oh? She must be very proud of you, then. If anyone ever got a hold of my pictures, your father would kill them."
"Proud?" The actress questioned.
"Well why else would she put them on display like this? Who took these?"
"My ex-producer and co-star. They were both fired."
"I bet Theresa had something to do with that."
"Well..." Faith looked down at her hands guiltily.
"What is that all about, Faith?"
"I haven't told her yet." she winced.
"Faith! You mustn't keep secrets like that!" Marsha scolded her daughter.
"I just thought she'd react a bit differently. I guess I should have told her, cuz, man, am I wrong about that."
"Oh, I'm not so sure she'll let them go that easily, she seems very protective toward you. But I'm certain if you ask her to, she'll play nice." Marsha smiled.
"I hope she'll go easy on me for keeping this from her."
"She better or she'll have me to answer to. Besides, you have that woman wrapped around your pinkie. I watched her today, she worships you."
"Trust is very important to her, Mom." Faith scowled at her mistake.
"Then you should have known better, dear."
The key in the door startled them both. Reece wasn't due home so early.
"Oh no...what am I going to do, Mom? She knows." Faith panicked.
"You don't know that, honey." Marsha tried to reassure her daughter.
The expression on Reece's face confirmed Faith's fears.
"Baby, let me explain." The actress began.
"Why didn't you tell me who it was?" Blue eyes narrowed.
"I think I better get a drink" Mrs. Ashford escaped into the kitchen.
"I'm sorry, Reece. I didn't mean to keep secrets! I know I promised...I was just..." Faith sobbed.
"Hey, don't cry." The club owner felt her anger float away when she saw how upset Faith was. She knelt down, grasped the smaller hand, and held it to her face.
"I just feel so shitty about this."
"I'm not mad at you for keeping it from me. I kinda feel stupid now, really." Reece pursed her lips in thought.
"Stupid? How?" Faith sniffed.
"Well, you were afraid to tell me, weren't you?"
The actress nodded and looked away.
"I don't want you to ever be afraid of me. I guess I don't now how to prove to you that you can trust me." Reece sighed in sadness and dropped Faith's hand.
"Oh no! I'm not afraid of you! Baby, please don't think that. I was afraid of how you'd react and what you might do to them." Faith leaned over and kissed her lover on the lips. "You have to admit, you can be dangerous when you're angry."
"I'd never hurt you. I'd rather die." Reece swore.
"I know that, Reece, and I trust you with my life." She kissed her lover again.
"I don't think I know how to hurt you."
"Well," Faith smirked, "if I asked real nice..."
The club owner's eyes opened wide.
"Why, Faith Ashford, you naughty little girl." Reece teased.
"I thought I was your dirty little girl." The actress pulled the kneeling woman between her legs and kissed her hard.
"You keep that up and you'll be an embarrassed little girl." Reece warned.
Faith buried her head in Reece's neck. "Mother, you have impeccable timing."
"I thought I waited an appropriate amount of time." Marsha shrugged as she sat down next to her daughter.
"No biggie, Mrs. A." Reece spoke to the older woman but was smiling at Faith.
"I guess I forgot what it was like to be that enamored. I wouldn't want to interrupt."
"I'm sure you remember what all the parts look like. A drink sounds good about now. You want one, babe?"
Faith nodded so Reece left to get some beers.
"Oh yes. My little girl was darling." Marsha looked thoughtful. "You know, she had such a cute little potato." She grinned.
"MOM!" Faith screamed. "You are so wrong!"
Reece walked back into the living room with two beers and handed one to her beet red lover. She mouthed 'potato' at Faith with the most amused look on her face.
"Oh, Mrs. Ashford, do tell." The club owner grinned.
"Well, I'm sure you'd agree. I mean you've seen it." she gestured to her daughters crotch.
"OH GOD!" Faith hid her face behind Reece's shoulder. "This can't be happening." she mumbled.
Reece laughed at loud. This lady is fucking cool!
Marsha winked at Reece and continued.
"Besides, after looking at that video collection, I'm sure you're familiar enough with that particular body part to judge." Marsha sipped her vodka demurely.
This time Reece blushed, and Faith practically crawled on top of her.
"Make her stop, baby." The actress pinched Reece's neck hard.
"OW! Hey!" The club owner frowned and rubbed the sore area.
"Faith, dear, it's not nice to pinch." Marsha scolded.
"I'll get you for this, Mother. I swear it." The actress turned around to face her mom and saw the smile on her face.
"You were teasing me?" she slapped Reece on the thigh. "I can't stand the both of you." She pouted.
"Come on, honey, it was all in fun."
"Great, Mom, not only do you two get along, but you conspire." she continued her pout.
"Theresa, be a dear and get me a refill."
The tall woman peeled off her lover and complied.
"Mom, you didn't really look through the video cabinet, did you?"
"Yes I did." she replied matter-of-factly "And if you ask me, I think you oughtta be more careful where you put your toys."
"Oh, kill me." Faith fell face down on the coffee table.
"Honestly, Faith, penises in the cabinet, handcuffs in the kitchen. I swear I almost put strawberry lubricant on my breakfast toast this morning."
Reece entered the room to see her lover banging her head repeatedly on the coffee table.
"What the hell are you doing?" She rushed over and stopped her from hurting herself.
"My mother is trying to kill me."
"Don't be dramatic, dear."
"I'm an actress, I can't help it." She glared at the older woman.
"You'd be happy to know that your father called today while you were in your bath. I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon."
"Thank you!" Faith fell to her knees and gave thanks to the heavens.
"Maybe you'll take me down to that studio you work at in the morning?" Marsha asked.
"Anything, as long as you're going home, I'll do anything you want."
"Ok then, go upstairs and take care of your woman. I bet you haven't had sex since I've been here."
"That would be a correct assumption, ma'am." Reece grinned mischievously.
"Mom! God! I can't just go and have sex on command! Especially with you here...why am I even saying this to you?"
"If I had someone like Theresa, I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of her for a second. Besides, the poor woman can probably use it, looking at those pictures all day."
"Thank you, Mrs. A." The two women toasted each other then drained their drinks.
"I wish I could disappear." Faith groaned.
Reece took her by the hand and pulled her up from the couch. Faith was the darkest shade of red the tall woman had ever seen on a human being. Chuckling, she lifted her up and held her like a newborn. Faith clutched on to her lover's neck and hid her face in the dark hair.
Marsha winked and waved at Reece as she ascended the stairs, carrying her daughter.
"I'm mortified, Reece. I can't think of sex now!"
"Not even if I did this?" The tall woman leaned over her prone lover and traced her ear with the tip of her tongue.
"No." Faith replied, unfazed.
"How about this?" Reece took off her boots and straddled Faith, grinding down softly into her.
"Nope." The actress replied as her nipples visibly hardened.
"Ooo, tough crowd." The club owner grinned seductively and took off her shirt.
Faith couldn't help but swallow as she watched Reece peel off her bra.
"What if I was to do this?" The tall woman caressed her own breasts, knowing it would drive Faith crazy. Not to mention fan her own flames a bit.
"Nothing at all." The actress denied somewhat breathlessly.
"Oh, I see. So this would be a one-woman show?" Reece teased. She grinned as she saw
Faith swallow again as she nodded.
"That's too bad, because I'm real horny." The club owner got up off the bed and took her pants off. "I could really use that tongue of yours." She remarked casually.
Reece stood there letting Faith take a long look at her and grinned when the actress propped herself up on her elbows for a better view. By the time those green eyes reached her own she could see the hunger.
"Nothing?" Reece questioned.
"Uh-uh." Faith tried not to grin but it made her lip twitch.
The nearly naked woman chuckled to herself. She's toast now...pull out the big guns.
The actress's eyes were glued to the strong hands as they touched Reece's body. The club owner licked her finger and circled her nipple with it, the other hand resting at the waistband of her underwear. Faith squirmed and stifled a groan as that hand disappeared behind the material. She turned over on to her side and leaned her head on her elbow.
"And I bet this doesn't get you either." Reece said between heavy breaths.
Faith silently shook her head, totally engrossed at the display. Her sex was throbbing, and if she opened her mouth, she'd be panting. Not being able to see everything was turning her on more than if she could.
"That's ok," Reece groaned, "I can take care of it myself." Not taking her hand out of her underwear, she got back on the bed and lay down facing Faith. "You see...mmm...I have a lot of practice."
Reece could see Faith's pulse racing by the pounding of the vein on her neck. She figured she would have been attacked by now. Baby's got willpower, she grinned inwardly, I don't know how long I can last though, I'm getting off on this game! The club owner doubled her efforts to get Faith to touch her.
"I wish this was your hand touching me," she moaned.
Faith's mouth was completely dry. She squirmed again. She really wanted to watch Reece do this, but she was giving in fast. I'm not going to make it. I've turned into a sex maniac.
"Wanna know what it feels like?" Reece leaned close and spoke into her lover's ear.
Faith nodded, squeezing her thighs together tightly.
"Wet, really wet," she breathed, reaching into her underwear with her other hand to gather some evidence. She took her hand out and rubbed her fingers on Faith's parted lips.
"Oh." Reece shuddered when the warm lips engulfed her fingers.
Faith closed her eyes at the taste. She held the hand tight and after sucking the fingers clean, then brought it to her breast. The fat lady has sung.
"God, I'm going to die if you don't touch me, Reece." she whined.
The club owner nearly tore off Faith's clothing in an attempt to feel her naked skin.
"I thought you'd never ask." Reece growled as her mouth latched on to a perfect breast.
"God that's good! Oh, and Reece?"
"You'll lose this perverted shirt won't you?" Faith moaned, holding up the discarded T-shiirt.
"Mmm." Reece mumbled into Faith's skin. "You'll be the only one screaming my name." Reece's teeth made themselves known.
"Oooohhh..Good to know." The actress groaned. "Baby, I want to be quiet..." Faith whimpered. "I don't know if I can."
Just then the television was heard blaring from the living room. Both women sighed in relief.
Thanks Mrs. A.
Reece slid her hand between Faith's legs. "Did I tell you how cute you look in my clothes?" she whispered between licks.
"Oh.." Faith wasn't in the mood for chit chat and pushed Reece's face into her breast with both hands.
Reece moved her fingers slightly.
"This is going to be so fast, baby..." Faith panted "...All you have to do is look at me right now."
While Reece was thoroughly enjoying what she was doing, suckling on her lover's nipples while touching herself wasn't exactly going to get Faith off. She lifted her head and smirked.
"Trust me?" she asked.
"You know I do." Faith pushed some dark hair off of Reece's face.
Still facing her lover, the tall woman took that hand from her face and put it inside her underwear, then placed her hand underneath it. She then reached over with her free hand and pushed Faith's sweats down, slipping her hand inside the soft material of her lover's panties.
Faith shuddered with a gasp as she slid her hand under Reece's.
The club owner moved her hand in the way she enjoyed most. "Feel what I'm doing? That's what I do when I want to get off quick."
"Oh yeah? I'll remember that." The actress closed her eyes and concentrated on Reece's hand movements.
"Show me what makes you crazy." The tall woman urged.
Faith moved her hand letting Reece feel the motions. The club owner closed her eyes too, concentrating on the movement of the smaller fingers.
Faith liked feeling the larger hands engulf her own and move beneath hers at the same time. It was indescribable.
"Kiss me, Reece." The actress tilted her head to the side to meet her lover's lips.
Faith wrapped her leg around Reece's and pulled their bodies closer together.
"Mmm baby, I can feel you getting close." She whispered.
"This is so hot..." The tall woman groaned and sucked Faith's tongue into her mouth.
Reece continued to kiss her lover as she came, swallowing Faith's cries, sounds that brought her to her own orgasm.
The two women stayed up in the bedroom for quite a while that evening. Marsha, on the other hand, was quite enjoying Reece's video collection, going home with a few new things to try.
Marsha wiped her hands on the kitchen towel and hurried to answer the front door before the bell woke the girls. She opened the door and stood agape at what was on the stoop.
"Uhm, you must be Faith's mother. I'm Cori, we spoke on the phone. Pleased to meet you." The dancer stuck out her hand but the older woman still stood there immobile.
"Sooo, can I come in?"
Marsha was transfixed on the silver hoop as it moved when the girl spoke. "Oh! Yes! Certainly, come in." Mrs. Ashford sputtered in embarrassment.
She wasn't kidding when she warned me about her friends...
"Are they here?" Cori wondered at the silence of the house.
"Yes, they're still sleeping." The older woman stared as the guest removed her coat.
Cori was all too familiar with the way she was being looked at, and decided to humor Faith's mom.
"OK, let's get this over with, shall we? This," she pulled down the shoulder of her shirt, "Is one of my tattoos, it ends here." she turned around and bent her head, showing the back of her neck. "It took 3 weeks to finish and yes, the damn thing stung. I have 9 piercings, from the neck up. Yes, the tongue ring hurt," Cori stuck out the muscle, "but I still got it pierced again. Call me masochistic, but it reaps the rewards. No, my nose and lip didn't hurt, but I had a hell of a time learning not to drool when I drank."
Marsha looked on, nodding, genuinely interested.
"My hair is currently 'Pillarbox Red'. Yes, my parents know what I look like. I have a job, an apartment...let's see...oh, and I'm a dyke. My girlfriend's parking the car. Wait till you get a load of her." The dancer thought a moment. "I think that about covers it." She headed towards the fridge.
"Well then." Marsha shooed Cori away from the icebox and into a chair. "Would you like bacon? Or are you one of those vegetable lesbians?"
The dancer laughed. "I'd love some, Mrs. Ashford. I couldn't live without meat."
The two women made small talk while Marsha prepared Cori's breakfast.
"So, how long have you known my daughter?"
"It feels like forever. She's such a great person, Mrs. Ashford. You done good with her."
"I don't deserve the credit."
"Someone has to, may as well take it. I love that woman, she's my best friend."
"Do you know Reece long?"
"Very." Cori wasn't sure where the older woman was going with this line of questioning. "Why?"
"Just asking." Marsha shrugged.
"I love Reece too," she said, slightly defensively.
"I worry about my Faith, Cori, that's all."
"Look, Reece may look scary, and she may act it sometimes, but I swear, Faith is her whole life." Cori smiled.
"Yes dear, I can see that for myself. I can't help thinking she's hiding something. She has a few secrets, that woman does."
"Well, everybody does, don't they, Mrs. Ashford?"
"I suppose you're right."
"Don't you worry about Faith. She's got me as a watch dog."
The doorbell rang and Cori went to get up but Marsha stopped her, placing a plate in front of the dancer.
"You eat, dear, I'll get that."
Faith rolled off of Reece's back and frowned at the clock. She really didn't want to get up yet, she had another hour left of sleep. The pain in her back and the need to go to the bathroom had awakened her and she trudged out of bed crankily.
Great, this sucks.
The club owner shivered when the warmth disappeared. Groping around blindly in the bed, she too frowned when she came up empty.
"Faith?" she grumbled.
"Umm." Came the grunt from the bathroom.
"Bed." Reece rolled over and lay with her arms open, waiting.
The toilet flushed, the water ran, and then the door closed. Reece opened one eye to look at the clock.
"What are you doing up? You have time." She stretched and yawned.
"Got my period, don't feel good." Faith mumbled around her toothbrush.
"Aww babe, come back to bed. I'll rub your back like you like."
Reece felt bad for her when she got her period. While the club owner didn't suffer at all, Faith really got it bad.
The actress appeared by the side of the bed with a very cranky expression. "Make it go away baby." she groaned and lay down next to her lover.
Reece straddled her lover and rubbed her back to take away the cramps. The actress grunted and moaned in pain and pleasure as the strong fingers kneaded away at her tight muscles. The club owner knitted her brow in annoyance.
Here we go again. First it's the cramps, then she's horny, and she don't let me near her for a whole 5 days. She stared at Faith's ass and grinned.
This time, I'm gonna get some.
"How come you don't get sick?" The actress grimaced into the mattress.
"Dunno. Maybe it's because I work out."
Faith groaned as Reece worked her magic.
"You alright? I don't like it when you're in pain."
"Oh love, that isn't pain, it feels wonderful. You have such talented hands." Faith reached behind her back and rested her hand on Reece's leg.
"Love? You never called me that before." Reece smiled at the nickname as she moved to rub the muscular legs.
"That's what you are, you're love. I can feel it when you look at me, when you touch me. Ohh, right there...now that's love."
"That's your hormones talking." The club owner couldn't believe she was blushing.
"No Reece, that's my heart talking."
"I like when your heart talks." Reece turned her over and kissed her.
The depth of Faith's adoration shone from her eyes.
"I love you so much it scares me." The tall woman whispered the confession.
"Oh honey, I know you love me." The actress sat up and hugged her fiercely. "There's nothing to be afraid of. I know it's new. Just go with it."
Reece covered Faith's lips with a long loving kiss.
"That's my heart talking." She grinned.
"And that's my stomach talking." Faith giggled.
"Yeah," The club owner nodded. "Mom's up, I smelled it too."
"Let's go make an appearance. It's her last day and all."
"I'm right behind you, sweet cheeks."
"I'd prefer 'love'." Faith teased.
"Me too, but you won't let me." Reece teased back.
"Well they were up till all hours last night." Mrs Ashford explained.
"I'll bet." Violet snickered.
"Have you seen that video collection?"
Cori gagged on her eggs.
"Hon?!" Violet ran to her side.
"I'm ok." The dancer choked.
"Well, I have to admit I'm a bit of a prude, but that stuff... I must say I'm somewhat enlightened in this lesbian sex thing."
Cori's eyes matched Violet's in her look of shock.
"Morning, Mom." Faith entered the kitchen. "Hey, when did you guys get here?" She took note of the expressions on her friends' faces.
"MOTHER! What did you say to them?!"
"God, Faith. Your mother is cool!"
"Cool!? My mother?"
"Morning, Mrs. A." Reece patted Marsha on the butt and went to the coffeepot to pour a cup.
Cori's mouth actually fell open.
"Hey, I owed her a grope." The club owner half explained.
The older woman blushed and swatted at Reece's shoulder. "Oh, you are such a card!"
"I don't think I want to know." Violet looked frightened. Cori nodded.
"God, what did I do to deserve this?" The actress looked to the heavens for an answer.
"Honey, I wish you wouldn't take the Lord's name in vain. You did enough of that last night."
"Mother..." Faith groaned. "Why don't you go and get dressed... please." She begged.
"Sure, dear, I'll get out of your hair."
Faith made a face at her mother's back, then threw herself into a chair and groaned.
"Wow, Faith! Your Mom's the shit!" Violet gushed.
"Why? What did she do to you?"
"Nothing, babe!" Cori replied. "She's just cool is all."
"My mother?" Faith was still unconvinced.
"Yeah, she told us she practically forced you guys to fuck. And did you know she watched Reece's pornos?"
"What?!" The club owner dropped her coffee. "Shit!"
"Baby, be careful!" Faith rushed to her aid.
"SHE WATCHED THEM?" Reece shouted.
"Yeah, she told us she learned something too." Cori snickered.
"Oh no." Reece looked horrified.
"Reece, why the face? So she watched some pornos.."
"I'm in some of them, Faith." The club owner looked at her feet.
The room fell quiet.
"You're in them, in them?"
The silence was deafening. Cori and Violet were watching Reece, who was staring at the floor.
"Well, I'm assuming this was before I came into the picture." The actress narrowed her eyes.
"Yes. Way before." Reece couldn't take the scrutiny, and started for the door.
"Don't you dare walk away, Reece!"
The club owner stopped in her tracks and turned around to face her lover.
"If you'd rather we left..."
"No, Cor, it's ok." Faith smiled.
"Reece?" Violet asked.
The tall woman shrugged and half smiled at Faith.
"So, did the women know they were being filmed?"
"Are you um...on the receiving end of .."
"It's all just me doing them." Reece grimaced and closed her eyes, waiting for the attack. When none came, she peeked open an eye and saw Faith standing there with a smirk.
"So, no one's touching you then?" Faith's eyebrow went up.
"Well, I didn't say that...what I mean is..." The tall woman began sweating.
"Nah ah ah.. you don't have to go there. I know what you mean."
Again, the room sat silent until Faith spoke up.
"So, you're fucking them?"
The club owner glanced at her lover. "Some."
"That I wouldn't mind too much." Faith smirked.
"Huh?" Cori, Violet and Reece questioned.
"Well, I could watch that. As long as no one was doing you." The actress grinned.
There was a collective sigh of relief.
"Can I watch too?" Violet wondered. Cori backhanded her in the stomach.
"Faith? Are you serious?" Reece was dumbstruck.
"Yeah, totally. I wanna see them." She hugged her lover and smiled. "I just gotta see that ass in motion..." Faith squeezed her lovers butt and mmm'd.
"Why don't you just put mirrors on the ceiling?" Cori asked.
"I can't keep my eyes open long enough, let alone focused." Faith grinned.
"You'd be surprised." Violet winked.
"You have mirrors?" Reece wondered.
"Yeah, and it's great. You can watch the top of Faith's head when--"
"Whoa there. I'm getting horny." Faith held up her hand.
"My girl just loves to watch." Reece teased.
"Well, you sure are something to look at." Faith licked her lips appreciatively.
"You're hormonal." The tall woman smirked.
"And horny." The actress kissed Reece's collarbone.
"Wow. You must take after your mom, because you're cool." she teased.
Faith smirked and stretched up for a proper kiss. The liplock was broken by a throat clearing.
"Sorry." Faith blushed.
"S'okay. We kinda got used to the public ravishings." Violet joked.
"Me too. Although I'll never get used to this." Marsha agreed, holding up a dildo.
Cori gasped. Reece and Violet turned red. Faith felt faint.
"It was in my nightstand. I was looking for a pen."
The older woman handed the toy to Reece and made herself a cup of tea. "By the way, that one feels so real." She added as she sat down.
"It's supposed to, Mrs. A." Reece smirked, putting Harley in her bathrobe pocket.
Faith had to sit. The thought of her mother actually knowing what a real penis felt like made her queasy. The fact that she was comparing the two made her lightheaded.
"Well, pardon me for being naive, but why? If you don't want to have sex with a man, why?"
"It's not the umm, part, Mrs. Ashford, it's the person it's attached to." Cori offered.
Marsha contemplated that for a moment. "I see." She sipped from her cup quietly. "You wouldn't happen to know where I can get one of those, would you?" She asked the tall woman.
Faith put her head between her knees when she began to hyperventilate.
"Babe? Take it easy." The club owner knelt at her lover's side.
"So, what's on the agenda today, Reece?" Cori changed the subject.
"Oh, Faith dear, I nearly forgot! A man named John called while I was on the phone with your father." She chuckled. "That's why I needed a pen."
"Welll..." The actress prompted.
"He said that they postponed shooting today due to all the latest, what was the word he used? Yes, scandal. He will call you back this afternoon."
Faith groaned. What do I do with Mother today?
"Hey, why don't you let me take your mom for the afternoon?" Cori smiled.
"Thank you. Would you?" Faith breathed a sigh of relief.
"Of course. What would you like to do today, Mrs. Ashford?"
"Oh I don't know, girls. How about you show me around? And please call me Marsha."
"Cori, I want my mother in one piece." Faith teased her friend.
"No problem. Come on, Marsha. What do you say we all go get pampered today."
"We're going to have a spa day. Sound good?" Violet added.
"Oh yes! That sounds wonderful!" Marsha was visibly pleased.
"Great idea, Cori." Faith smiled. "You be careful with her."
"Will do, Faith." Violet winked as the three women filed out the door.
"If Dad could see her now.." Faith laughed.
"Let's hope he doesn't." Reece embraced her lover.
"Hey, you're right. I don't want her back here again." Faith nudged Reece's pocket with her hip. "I wanna try that one."
"Come on then, what are we standing here for?"
"Reece, I can't. Not now." Faith gestured to her lower half.
"Oh babe, I don't mind. Harley don't mind.."
"Please..." Reece begged as she reached down and caressed Faith's inner thigh.
"Oh god.. don't beg." The actress already felt the tingles.
"Pretty please?" The club owner slid to her knees and kissed her lover's mons.
"Reece..." Faith warned, even though she knew she was losing the fight.
The tall woman nudged between the actress's legs with her nose and breathed hot breath all over.
"Let me make love to you, Faith. I want to so badly." She groaned.
"Get up from there. Doesn't it smell funny?"
"No, not at all." Reece rubbed her cheek on her lover's pubic area.
"Pleeease?" Reece pouted.
"Oh, you're going all out, aren't you?" The actress ran her fingers through the long black locks.
Reece nodded. "I won't use my mouth if you don't want," she bargained.
"You don't think that's gross?"
"Not you I don't." Reece nudged into the warmth again with her nose.
"Did you ever...?" Faith squatted down to look at her lover.
"Nope. But I always wanted to earn my red wings." Black eyebrows wiggled.
"You're a pig." The actress slapped her playfully on the ass.
"Oink oink." Reece leaned in and started kissing Faith's neck.
"Baby.." Green eyes closed in pleasure. Even as she protested, Faith knew she was a goner.
"Hmm?" The club owner's lips sucked in a bit of flesh behind her ear.
"Oh Reece..." Faith shivered, Reece cheered silently. "You really want this, don't you?"
The tall woman groaned her reply and nipped the skin she was sucking.
"Aahhh..." Faith fell bonelessly into her lover's arms.
"Yessss!" Reece shot up to her full height and practically threw Faith over her shoulder.
"Hey! At least let me shower!" Faith giggled.
"Absolutely, as long as I can wash you."
"Oh, I don't know why I even try to say no to you, Reece Corbett."
"Because you like to hear me beg."
"Oh yeah." The actress growled.
"So you wanna make a tape?"
To be continued...in Part 03
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