BAM, At Long last Love!
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Chapter 16 Hi Ho Silver, away! (rated NC-17)
Once breakfast was done, Bianca and Maggie took a long walk through the park holding hands, but not saying a word as they went along their way. They stopped by their favorite spot, the Boat House and found a secluded corner of it for some privacy and more then a little heavy petting. Fall was in the air now and neither of them had really dressed warmly enough for the cool breeze by the lake. Bianca finally suggested they head back to the apartment and get warmed up there.
Maggie was delighted, because her need for Bianca was becoming more then she could handle out in the public eye. They kissed a few more times before they left the Boat House behind and entered their apartment.
Maggie opened the door for her love, then closed and locked it. She leaned against the front door, admiring her beautiful girlfriend and thanked all the PTB for bringing Bianca into her life.
But there was one thing Maggie wanted to do before she and Bianca resumed their make up session. She hoped this wouldn’t start another argument with B, but now that they had returned to the apartment she needed to get to the bottom of the “Lee/Bianca” mystery conversation.
“Sweetie, can we talk about you and Lee now, before we get – well you know?” Maggie said, wiggling her eyebrows to try and lighten the mood.
Bianca looked nervous and didn’t seem to know where to begin, so Maggie decided to help break the ice and with any luck put her girlfriend’s mind at ease.
“Bianca, I’m not upset. I totally get why you didn’t tell me about the two of you talking when you got home.” Maggie continued, reaching out to hold Bianca’s hands.
“Really?” Bianca said, not able to look Maggie in the eyes.
“Sure, baby, it makes total sense. After all, you could say our fight sorta started with her at the restaurant. Then you came back to the apartment and you wanted to fix things between us, right?” Maggie asked and Bianca nodded yes.
“Well I sure as hell wouldn’t have brought Lee up either if I were you or anyone else for that matter. That time was all about us then, baby, and I get that.”
“Yes – us – I just wanted it to be…”
“It’s ok, B, but now I would like to know what you two talked about. Please?”
“I – we – God where to begin?”
“Just take a deep breath and start at the beginning,” Maggie said, helping Bianca to the sofa now. The two of them sat facing each other as Bianca continued.
“Look, Maggie, this isn’t easy to say, but I confronted Lee. She wants you, baby, and I told her in no uncertain terms that you and she are never going to happen. I love you and that – that She-Devil isn’t going to come between us. Not if I can help it”
“Whoa, B, what are you talking about. Lee is so not after me. We’re just friends.”
“That’s what she wants you to think, Maggie.”
“No, Bianca, we are. I swear to you, Lee and I are just friends.”
“Maggie, sweetie you are being so naive.”
“Don’t patronize me, Bianca,” Maggie said feeling hurt and insulted. She had no idea why Bianca was saying these things about her new best friend.
“Maggie, I – I didn’t mean it to sound like that, baby, really I didn’t. I’m sorry. Look you wanted to know what she said to me when she left BJ’s today. Well I’ll tell you. She told me not to wear Shorty out that she might want to play with you later.”
“Oh come on B, she was just messin’ with you. It’s just the way Lee is, she’s sarcastic and…”
“Maggie!” Bianca said, cutting short her lover’s defense for the bitch next door.
“Fine, let’s just forget about her. I don’t want to fight anymore. Just forget about Lee and I’ll get this all straightened out with her later.”
Bianca was about to object, but she knew it was futile at this point. Maggie couldn’t see Lee for who and what she was. And she didn’t want to argue any more either. They were both wasting their first free day together in months talking about her nemesis, so Bianca let it go and gave Maggie a huge hug.
“You’re right, baby. This is our time. Forgive me?” Bianca asked.
“Do you have to ask?”
“Love me?”
“Follow me, my sweet lady, and I will show you just how much,” Maggie said, gently leading Bianca towards their bedroom.
“Working the Stone charm, are we, baby?”
“Anything that works, B.”
“Oh it’s working, M,” Bianca said with a smile and smacked Maggie on the ass for good measure.
“Oh, gettin’ kinky on me, B?” Maggie smirked and pulled Bianca in for a hug, grabbing her ass and giving it a good squeeze with both of her little hands.
“Only if you think that is a good thing, M.”
“And how kinky are we feeling, Bianca? Ready to try some of the toys we never got to back at the hotel?”
“Oh my God, I forgot all about those. But clearly you haven’t,” Bianca said with a raised eyebrow. “What do you have in mind, my little lust bunny?”
Maggie ran her index finger over Bianca’s lips, down her chin over her chest and stopped at the first button on Bianca’s blouse. “Well, there is one thing I have been really wanting to use, but I was afraid to ask,” she said, never taking her eyes off of her lover’s beautiful breasts.
“Why afraid, Maggie? I don’t ever want you to be too afraid to ask me anything.”
“I – I didn’t want you to think I wanted to do it because – oh shit, I know I’m going to fuck this up.”
Bianca cupped Maggie’s face in her hands and lifted it up too look into her eyes.
“Sweetie, just say it. You won’t mess up, I promise.”
“You know I love you, B, more then anything, right? You know I don’t want to be with anyone else, right?”
“Baby, you are starting to scare me.”
“See, I told you, I’m going to fuck this up.”
Bianca brought them both over to the bed to sit down and work out whatever had Maggie so nervous all of a sudden.
“Sweetie, just tell me. Please.”
“Ok, you know that I love you and that making love with you is the most amazing experience I have ever had. It just gets better and better every time. And I never want you to think that I need toys or any other shit to make our sex life better or that I’m missing anything.” Maggie suddenly saw what looked like a hurt look flash across her lover’s face and stopped.
“What do you mean, you’re not “missing anything”? Are you trying to say you miss having sex with guys?”
“No, Bianca that is the exact opposite of what I am trying to say. Let me tell you just how much I don’t miss having sex with guys. Bianca, I tried to convince myself how great it was with Henry and Jamie, but I have to tell you I would never have admitted this to anyone before I was lucky enough to have you in my life and experience real joy, real mind blowing, earth shattering sex with you. B, sex with guys, at least for me, well I got to tell you I have had more fun and better orgasms alone then I did with either Jamie or Henry. Sex with them sucked and not in any kind of a good way.” Both Maggie and Bianca smiled at the young blonde’s revelation.
“So what are you trying to tell me then, Maggie? What are you so worried about?”
“Well, sweetie, I want to make love to you with a – a – oh shit, I want to use a strap-on and I wanted you to use one on me too, butitsnotbecauseImisshavingsexwithguys, ok?”
Bianca could barely control her laughter with Maggie’s little run-on sentence. She had never heard her babble like that before. But she certainly got the point.
“My poor baby, you really agonized over that, didn’t you?”
“No shit, so are we ok?”
“Baby, we are better then ok, and I really appreciate you explaining this to me. You know me so well, but I have to tell you I have used a strap-on in my day.”
“Damn, really?”
“Yes, really. You know I was a lesbian before I met you, right?”
“Yeah, it’s just you didn’t seem the type.”
“Baby, there are still a lot of things you don’t know about me, but you will in time. Hell, I wasn’t about to let you know all my secrets and surprises in and out of the bedroom in just the first few months of our relationship. Got to have some mystery and surprises.”
“Cool. But tell me the truth, would you have thought about the guy thing if I’d just asked you straight out?”
“Honestly, yes a little. Ok more then a little. Like I said you know me so well. But that’s over now. So are you still in the mood for some afternoon lovin’? Or did I spoil the mood with all this talking?” Bianca asked, as she stroked Maggie’s cheek with the palm of her hand.
“Let me answer that with a kiss,” Maggie said. Pressing her lips to Bianca’s with her tip of her tongue begging for more. Soon they were lost in a passionate kiss. Maggie was quickly unbuttoning her lover’s blouse and disposing of it as fast as she could.
The fire was back for both of them and clothes were soon a memory. Their naked bodies lost in a sexual foray that only the truly free and in love could enjoy. Maggie was straddling Bianca now, their wet, pulsating cores pressed against each other; their heat and running juices only adding to the erotic sensation of their two bodies riding to the edge and back.
To Bianca, Maggie looked like a wild, carefree, blonde stallion, hair damp with sweat, her body writhing with total abandon. The sight of her nearly took Bianca’s breath away.
“God, Maggie, you feel so good. You are so beautiful.” Bianca sighed as she reached out to take Maggie’s breasts in to her hands. Maggie in turn finally open her heavily lidded eyes, reached out and captured Bianca’s ample breasts in her small, delicate hands, rubbing her thumbs over B’s hard nipples.
Their swollen, hard, pulsing clits were still pressed against one another and just about ready to pop.
“Cum with me, baby,” Maggie cried out. “I’m ready, B, Please cum for me.”
“Yes, Maggie….” Bianca answered, sliding her hands to Maggie’s hips to increase the friction for the final moment they were both ready for. Their inner walls gripping their heads, hips and backs arching as they came together. Voices calling out each other’s names as their own orgasms hit sending shockwaves of pleasure from one end of their bodies to the other. With breathing labored, hearts pounding against their chests and bodies sated from their mutual orgasmic rush, Maggie collapsed on top of Bianca, the brunette holding her, stroking her hair as they both tried to utter the words “I love you.”
After a few moments, Maggie finally lifted her head from her lover’s chest and smiled.
“So, was it good for you?”
“I’ve had better,” Bianca said with a sardonic smile.
“I don’t think so,” Maggie said with self assured pride and a raised eyebrow.
“No,” Bianca said with a laugh. “You’re right, I haven’t, my little stallion.”
“What?” Maggie asked, never having heard Bianca call her that before.
“You are so amazing, Mary Margaret Stone, I could watch you for hours. They way you look when you make love to me. That alone makes me want to cum. You give every part of yourself to me and more and I adore you for it.”
Maggie was speechless.
No one had ever said anything so beautiful to her before. But to hear it from her beloved, all she
could say was “I love you, Bianca.” At
least with her words that was true, but her eyes said so much more and Bianca
knew it. They both began to cry and held each other. Enjoying a love neither one of them ever
thought they would and yet they did with the very person they had wanted the
most for what seemed like an eternity.
But sleep finally took over their bodies and minds and when they woke
again it was well after
Maggie had only moved to her lover’s side, still holding on to her as if for dear life. Their legs and arms intertwined and Maggie’s head resting on Bianca’s right breast. The young brunette smiled as she awoke to this wonderful site. She began to kiss her lover’s forehead in an effort to wake her. Nature was calling and she had to extricate herself from the little blonde.
“Maggie, sweetie, I need to get up. Wake up baby.”
Maggie finally opened her eyes, smiled up at her lover and begged for a kiss.
“One kiss, my love, and then you must let me go.”
Maggie pouted, but took her one kiss and released her love, enjoying the view of a naked Bianca walking from the bed to the bathroom. Fortunately for the girls and Maggie’s bladder they had another bathroom connected to the spare bedroom. Once Bianca closed the door, Maggie leapt from the bed and ran to the other bathroom to tend to her needs as well. Upon her return she could hear Bianca taking a shower. This set off a new tingle in Maggie’s insatiable body and a new idea sprung to mind. The night was still young and so were the two of them she thought. Time enough for two more fantasies, if she was lucky.
Bianca was enjoying her shower and wondering how long before her little minx would come to join her. Maggie could never resist showering with her Bianca. Something the brunette relished as well. But there was no sign of Maggie. Bianca was beginning to think the little blonde had fallen back asleep. And then the curtain was pulled aside and Bianca knew her lusty bunny was here to share some quality shower time with her.
“I thought you feel asleep again, my precious.”
“Not likely, B. And miss my water time with you. I don’t think so, besides, I cum bearing gifts,” Maggie said, as she began to soap up Bianca’s back.
Bianca turned to see what Maggie was going on about and upon seeing her surprise dropped the shampoo and said, “Holy shit, Maggie…”
“Kinda takes your breath away I see,” Maggie said with a shit eating grin. Bianca just nodded her head yes while continuing to stare at Maggie’s “erection.” The little blonde was sporting her strap-on and the damn thing had to be at least nine inches in length. Bianca was doing everything in her power not to laugh. Only because of how huge it looked on one as small as Maggie. Then Maggie took Bianca’s hand and made her touch it.
“It won’t bite you, B. But I can’t promise I won’t.”
“In here, Maggie?”
“Yes, B, please. I want to take you here.”
“Maggie, I love you, but I am not risking my neck to try and do this in here.”
Maggie pouted, but Bianca kissed her and led her out to the bedroom once she turned off the water.
“Sweetie, please don’t pout. I promise you, we will still find lots of ways to have fun here with your “friend.” Now, where do you want me?” Bianca asked with a wink and a smile.
Maggie said nothing, she jumped onto the bed, pulled Bianca on to it with her and then motioned for her to grab onto the head board and get on her knees. Maggie waited till Bianca was positioned and lay on her side directly behind Bianca. A little foreplay would be necessary the blonde surmised so she went to work.
Maggie reach around B with one hand and began to massage her clit while she ran the finger tips of her other hand over B’s soon to be wet folds. Bianca hips immediately responded to the contact and began to rock against Maggie’s fingers. Soft moans emanating from the brunette as her lover worker her magic on her.
Maggie then dipped two fingers into her lover’s core and made a circular motion around and around inside Bianca’s now quivering walls. “Oh God,” Bianca cried out. No one made her hotter then Maggie did or knew her body better. Maggie smiled, B was plenty wet now and ready for their new friend “Silver.” She pulled herself up behind Bianca, positioned the tip of the cock at Bianca’s lips moving her hips slowly to enter her lover with just the first few inches to let B get accustomed to the feeling and size. Maggie then placed her hands on Bianca’s hips, leaned over and kissed the brunette on each of her lovely cheeks.
“Ready, B?” Maggie asked. Bianca turned and to look at her and smiled. “I’m all yours, baby. I’m always ready, you know that.”
“To true,” Maggie said and let lose her first thrusts. Slow and deep to begin, and asking B as she did to let her know if she was hurting her.
Bianca was in heaven. Her hips and body in sync with Maggie’s every move. “More, baby………God, more please,” Bianca cried out.
Maggie picked up the pace, her hands gripping her lover’s hips even more to give her the strength to penetrate her more, harder and deep just as Bianca asked. Maggie was trying to find her lover’s g-spot, as she could feel B getting closer and closer to cuming. Then she found it, the cock was buried deep in her lover, Bianca’s head flung back and she cried out Maggie’s name like she never had before.
“YESSSSSSSSSSS…..GOD Maggie Fuck me, fuck me there. MAGGIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maggie moved her one hand to massage Bianca’ clit too and make her cum again.
“OMGOMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!!!! MAGGIE, DON”T STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!
She thrust her hips as hard and fast as she could, stroking Bianca’s clit and pounding her g-spot till her love had cum three times in total and then begged her to stop. Their bodies again drenched in sweat and each other’s juices for Maggie had cum each time Bianca had, her own juices running down her thighs mixing with her lover’s.
“No more, baby, please. No more.” Bianca could no longer hold her body up and collapsed on her side, gasping for air. Maggie pulled “Silver” out slowly as Bianca lay there sated. She wanted to lick up the fruits of her labor, but Bianca called out to her to lie beside her and hold her. And Maggie could never refuse her girl anything. She removed “Silver” and threw him on the edge of the bed. Curled up behind her sweet Bianca and held her, kissing her neck and cheek as she felt her lover begin to breathe normally again.
“God, Maggie, that was – amazing.”
“I’m glad, baby, I wanted it to be.”
Bianca wanted to make love to Maggie as well now, but she didn’t have a working bone or muscle left in her body. But Maggie didn’t care. The experience had been new and amazing for both of them and now all they wanted to do or could do was hold each other and fall asleep. Knowing there would be many more days and nights for them to make love. They had each other and that was all they needed right now. That and a good night’s sleep.
TBC
Stephanie aka The Diva
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Chapter 17 WTF!!! (rated R)
I kissed Bianca goodbye and sent her on her way to
work. Of course it took us 20 minutes to
end the goodbye kisses and groping, but eventually I did let B go with about
100 “I love you’s” to take with her. I had a feeling neither one of us was ever
going to stop smiling today, after the most awesome love making we had
experienced since we left our hotel suite of love three months earlier. And as
much as I hate fighting with B, I have to say make up sex with her could be an
incentive to piss her off at least once or twice a month. Oh yeah, I just got a
chill all the way down to my. Well you
get the idea.
After showering and downing my third cup of black coffee, I
got dressed, grabbed my wallet and keys and headed to Lee’s apartment for a
much needed chat. I knocked on her door
and she answered in less then a few seconds.
“Hey Mags,”
“Hey yourself, were you camped at your front door all night
or are you psychic?”
“Funny, kitten, but no neither one, I heard your door close
and had a feeling you would be headed over here,” she said, as she waved me
into her apartment.
“So, how is
“Excuse me?”
“Please Maggie, your bedroom is
right next to mine. And even with my
newly acquired earplugs, shit girl I couldn’t possibly miss the highlights of last
night’s performance. Good God girl, what
the hell were you doing to B? I thought
one or both of you was going to cum through the wall and end up in my bed last
night.”
“OK, STOP! Please stop, I beg of you.”
“Come on tiger don’t get shy on me now.” Lee said as she
drew me over to the sofa to sit.
I was turning about a hundred shades of red and silently
praying Lee would give this conversation a rest real soon.
“Ok, tiger, I see this is more then you can handle right
now, but I just have to say, with what I heard and felt come through those
walls of yours, you have nothing to be shy about. I would kill to have a lover as “animated and
rambunctious” as you.”
“Now you see, Lee, that is
precisely why I am here. You have to
stop saying shit like that. I know you
only kidding, but B is really freaked out by your wicked sense of humor.”
“Maggie, look I know you love Bianca, but I have to tell
you I think – no I know you can do a lot better.”
“That isn’t true, Lee. Bianca is my world. I would die
without her.”
“Please Maggie, you’ve only been with one woman and I know,
believe me, I know the sex it hot between you two. But there’s more to life
then just great sex.”
“I’m not stupid, Lee, and my relationship with B is more then
just sex.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes I am, damn sure.”
“Fine, then this won’t mean anything to you.” Lee said,
leaning forward, capturing my lips in a heated kiss. Lee placed her hand on my breast
and before I knew it my body was responding to her advances. I could feel and
hear myself moaning and devouring Lee’s tongue as the kiss escalated. Then just
as suddenly I broke off the kiss, pushed Lee away and held my hand over my
mouth.
“What the hell….what have I done?”
“What you have been wanting to do since we met, Mags. Don’t deny it. You felt that, Maggie, just as much as I
did. You kissed me back and you know
it.”
“Stop…don’t
say any more.” I begged her jumping up from the sofa and backing towards the
front door. “I can’t believe I just…”
“Believe it, Maggie, you love
me. Just like I love
you.” Lee rose and tried to approach me.
“NO! Stay away from me. I don’t love you, Lee. I don’t know what that was, but it isn’t
love. I only love Bianca. She’s my
world. And I just pray to God I didn’t
just fuck it all up.”
That said, I ran out of Lee’s
apartment, leaving a stunned and shattered friend behind. And my relationship with
Bianca on the brink.
TBC
Stephanie aka The Diva
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Chapter 17 Part B WTF cont. (rated R)
I ran to my car, tears streaming
down my face. I unlocked the door with
my remote, pressing the open button over and over as I approached the car. I pulled the car door open, throwing my body
into the car seat and then froze. What
the hell had I done? How did I let that
happen? Lee kissed me. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” I yelled, slamming my
fists against the steering wheel. You
fucking kissed her back, Stone. You let
her touch your breast. God, it was
amazing – no, not amazing – wrong, all wrong.
I’m a fucking pig. Why did I let her do that? Why did I kiss her back? I have the most wonderful woman in the world
in my life. Why would I…? Oh, God!
“Maggie,” Lee said softly placing
her hand on my shoulder, as I held my head in shame against the steering
wheel. Without even looking up, I
answered. “Go away, Lee – just go,” I begged.
After a few seconds, I heard her empty footsteps walk away from the car.
Bianca – what in God’s name was I
going to tell Bianca? I hadn’t a clue,
but one thing was for sure I had to see her and see her now. She had to hear this from me. I couldn’t run away from this like I did
everything else in my life. Not this – not my Bianca. My Bianca – would she
ever be that again? Betrayed in the
worse possible way, that’s what she would think. It wouldn’t matter it was just a kiss. Shit Stone, who are you lying to now? That was not just some fucking kiss. If you hadn’t stopped, you and Lee would be
fucking like rabbits now and you know it.
I looked in the mirror and tried
to wipe the tears from my face and look like I hadn‘t just betrayed the love of
my life with my new best friend. I
wanted to vomit. God, if it would make
this sick feeling go away I would, but I think it will take more then
that. I started the car, took a few deep
breaths and headed for Enchantment’s offices.
Bianca said she would be there today.
I prayed the whole way there she wasn’t in some fucking meeting when I
arrived.
I parked the car and raced to
Bianca’s office. Sara, her secretary
looked at me with more then a hint of dismay.
I was sweating and breathing hard.
I tried to speak when she asked if I was ok, but nothing came out the first
few times.
“Sorry,” I said, still out of
breath. “Bianca in?”
“Yes, Miss Stone, she is. Would
you care…?”
Was she kidding? Did I look like a person who was going to
wait till she announced me, for God’s sake?
I breezed past her desk, smiling and mouthing thank you at her so she
didn’t think I was a total ass and working towards my “rude beyond measure”
degree. Hell, I didn’t need grief from
another woman today. As I barged into
Bianca’s office, she sat facing the door. Her head buried in what I assumed
were important papers. “Bianca,” I said
with a bit more urgency then I had intended, as I turned around to shut and
lock the door.
“Maggie, what on
earth?”
My back was to her now, as I
leaned against the hardwood door looking for the strength – the words I
needed. Then I felt her hand on my
shoulder.
“Sweetheart, what’s the matter?”
she asked in the way she has. With that
voice that turns me to mush inside. She
tried to turn me around and face her, but I held onto the door handle for
life. I couldn’t – I just couldn’t face
her. Not yet. I wouldn’t even get a word
out if she looked into my eyes. She’d
know right away and it would kill her. That much I knew.
TBC
Stephanie aka
The Diva
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Chapter 17 Part C WTF cont. (rated R)
The room suddenly felt as if someone
had sucked all the air out of it. My
legs were weak and sweat was running down my back. I started to shake with pure, unadulterated
fear releasing my death grip on the door as Bianca placed both hands on my
shoulders and slowly turned me around. I
didn’t look up at her – God I couldn’t.
“Breathe – just breathe Stone,” I kept saying to myself over and over
again. Finally finding the courage to
look Bianca in the eyes and face my fate.
It was now or never.
“B – Bianca, I need – I need to
sit down,” I said, knowing if I didn’t I might very well pass out before I had
a chance to say one word to her.
“Of course, sweetie,” she answered
in her sweetest voice, putting her arm around me and helping me to the chair in
front of her desk. “Let me get you some
water, you look like you are about to pass out.
What happened to you, Maggie?” she asked, grabbing a bottle of water
from her private fridge and handing it to me as she knelt before me. She began
to gently stroke my arm while I gulped the water offered to me, and stared into
her eyes, desperately searching for the words.
“Take your time, baby, don’t rush
or you will get a cramp or worse if you drink too fast.”
She cupped my face with her
hand. Closing my eyes to relish the
sudden warmth and love I felt from her, removing the bottle from my lips and
resting it on my leg as I got lost in her touch. A touch I might never feel again once I told
her – revealed my sin – my betrayal of her love and trust in me – in us.
”Bianca,” I said, opening my eyes and ready to take the plunge. “Baby, I need to talk to you. Let’s go sit on your sofa. I can’t do this
with you kneeling like that.”
“OK, Maggie, but I have to say you
are making me really nervous.”
We both stood and I placed the water
bottle on the edge of her desk. I needed
both hands now as I took hold of hers and led my love over to the sofa. We both sat and I ran my thumbs over those
wonderful hands of hers, brought them to my lips and kissed them.
“Maggie, please,” she begged.
I couldn’t keep her waiting any
longer. I laid her hands back down and
taking one more deep breath I began.
“Bianca I’ve done something
terrible, so terrible I don’t know if you will ever forgive me, but I pray to
God you will.” I stopped when her face went pale. Her eyes were empty and she seemed to go deep
into herself. It was as if she had left
the room and only the shell of her former self, sat before me. I instinctively reached for her hand, but she
pulled away, still saying nothing.
“Bianca…”
“You slept with her,” she said, so
matter-of-factly that I felt a chill run through my body.
“No! I didn’t, B.”
“Liar!” she said, in a low angry
growl.
“No, baby, I didn’t – we didn’t. She
wanted to and we kissed, but I didn’t sleep with her. Please let me explain.”
“Why? Why should I?”
“Because I have never lied to you,
Bianca, and you know that. And I’m not
lying now. Please let me tell you what
happened. Then you can decide if we
still have a future or not. But you have to know I love you and always will.”
“Fine. Talk fast, Maggie.”
Though she was still sitting
beside me, it felt as is she was a million miles away from, behind some huge
wall I couldn’t penetrate or get over. I had never seen such a look of hate in
Bianca’s eyes as I did at that moment.
Sure we had our fights and arguments before, but this. This was past hurt and anger, she hated me
right now and I had to make it right. I
prayed the truth would be enough. I had
nothing left, but that.
“Thank you, swee…; well I guess
the beginning is the best place to start.
After you left I went to see Lee and talk to her about your concerns.
Try and make things better between you two, but you were right. She didn’t want that. She wanted – well she wanted me, just like
you said. I told her I loved you and
only you. But she said I couldn’t really
know that because I had only been with one woman, you. That I was confusing great sex with love, but
I told her she was wrong, B, I swear.
And then she said – God – she said, “Fine, then this won’t mean anything
to you” and – and she kissed me.
“And what did you do?” Bianca
asked, with both anger and hurt dripping from every word. I could see her trying
to control the tears of betrayal she felt from falling. It only made it worse knowing I was causing
her so much pain. But I had to continue
with the truth.
“I admit it, B, for a few seconds
I lost my head and I kissed her back. That’s what I did. I let my fucking body respond to her, but
then I realized what the hell was happening and stopped her. I swear, Bianca, I
stopped her and myself and I ran out of her place and came straight here. To you. I never meant
for this to happen, baby. I still don’t
really understand why it did. I don’t love her, B, I swear to God. You – you are the only one I love. The only
one I ever could or ever will want to love. You’re my life, Bianca; please tell
me you believe me. That
you don’t hate me. Tell me you
can forgive me – please baby.”
I couldn’t look at her any more. I
couldn’t stand to see the hurt and disappointment in her eyes. I had failed her – failed us. And I had no one to blame but myself. Lee may have started it, but I knew deep down
I hadn’t stopped when I should have and now I might lose everything I ever
wanted. All for kiss –
a kiss that proved how weak I could be.
Bianca rose from the sofa without
saying a word. I watched her pace for a
few seconds that seemed more like hours.
Finally she stopped, with her back to me as she spoke.
“Do you love her?” she asked, so
softly I almost didn’t hear the question.
I could tell she was crying. Her
anger replaced with hurt now in her voice.
I wanted to run to her and hold her in my arms, but I was afraid. Would that be more then she could take right
now. Did I even have the right to try
and console her after hurting her so?
“No, baby, never
– I never loved her. I’ve never loved anyone but you, Bianca. I swear.”
“Then why, Maggie? Why her?
Why now?”
“God, Bianca, for the lamest of
all reasons, B, I was weak. She kissed me and it was such a surprise that my
body – well it seemed to take over for my mind, before I realized what I was doing.
But as soon as I did I stopped her.”
“But you liked it?” she asked with
such pain in her voice.
“Yes – I won’t lie, Bianca, I
liked it, but it didn’t mean anything.
It was just my fucking hormones or something. I didn’t feel what I feel for you when we
kiss, B. God, I’m not saying this right
and probably just fucking it up even more.
But it was like a basic animal reaction. I wasn’t responding to her with
my heart, Bianca, it was just freakin, basic lust. Does that make sense to you? Shit, I know that isn’t going to make you
feel better. But I don’t know what else to say. Well, except I love you. But I don’t know if I have the right to say
that to you now.”
Bianca turned to face me with her
one arm wrapped around her waist and her finger tips running over her lips as
she stared off into space. “Do you swear
on Frankie’s memory that it meant nothing and that you love me.”
“Of course I do, baby.” I answered
without even a second’s hesitation.
“Say it, Maggie. I need to hear you say it.”
I rushed to her and knelt in front
of my love. “Yes, Bianca, I swear on
Frankie’s memory – on my sister’s grave.
I love you and only you and I will never ever do anything like this
again as long as we live. I promise you,
Bianca. Please baby, please forgive me –
please say you still love me.” I begged her, hanging my head in shame and
waiting for her answer. Then I felt her
hand gently rest on my head. She knelt with me, eventually taking my hands in hers
before she began to speak.
“I forgive you, Maggie. What you did hurt me, Maggie. But it took a great deal of courage to be
honest with me. You could have just kept
this to yourself and hoped I never learned of it. But you didn’t.”
“No, baby, I could never do that.”
I said pleading with her with my eyes to know I would never lie to her.
“I know, Maggie, you have never
lied to me and I know you never will.
But now you have to promise me you will never see her again. You see what I said about her is the truth. She
wants you, Maggie, and she will never stop till she gets you”
“But…”
“No buts, baby, I know this is
hard. She was your friend, but is she worth risking everything we have to keep
her in your life?”
“No. No she isn’t.
I promise, B. I won’t see her any more.
But it will be hard. I mean she
lives right next door.”
“Well, I think we can take care of
that problem. You wanted to get a house
before and I think we are ready for that now, don’t you? I think we could use a
real home to make a real life together.
No more trial runs. What do you
say, sweetheart?”
“What do I say?” I screamed with
joy, taking Bianca into my arms as we went crashing to the floor. I kissed, and kissed, and kissed her until I
thought she would yell uncle from my oral assault.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” she
said, with a huge grin, brushing my hair away from my face and she leaned up to
kiss me. Then the kiss ended and she
said something that would change our lives forever.
“Will you marry me, Mary
Margaret?”
I was speechless. I had thought when I came into her office
today, I might never see her again and here she was asking me to marry
her. I swallowed a few times and then
gave her my best Stone smile and said yes.
“YES! YES! YES! I will marry you,
Bianca. And I promise you will never regret asking me.”
We made love, right then and there
on her office floor after that. Not our
wild monkey love, but slow, passionate forever kind of love. Maybe it wasn’t
the most romantic way for two people to get engaged, but we didn’t care. We were too much in love and didn’t want to
waste another moment apart. No one, not even Lee could take what we had from
us. It was magical and forever. And I was going to spend the rest of my life showing
Bianca just how much she meant to me and I knew she would do the same for me as
well.
“So, are you ready to go do some
house hunting, sweetie, or are we going to lay here naked all day in each others
arms and make love till we can’t move anymore?” my sweet Bianca asked with a
smirk.
“Decisions, decisions, that is a
tough choice, B, I’m not sure I can make it. I don’t suppose we can do house
hunting and be naked at the same time?” I said with and evil wiggle of the
Stone eyebrows.
Bianca just shook her head and
decided that it was best that we put off the house hunting till tomorrow. But she also knew we weren’t going back to
our apartment today. Not with Lee laying
in wait on the other side.
We got dressed, much to my dismay,
and left for the Valley Inn where “Our Suite” was available. We ended up spending three glorious days
there celebrating our engagement and discussing our future plans. We agreed we would stay there until we found
our dream house. But something else had
to be dealt with before the house.
Something I dreaded almost as much as what we had just gone through with
the Lee nightmare. ERICA! Yes Erica Kane was back from rehab and Bianca
wanted to tell her and her Uncle Jake about us.
Oh joy. But it was what Bianca
wanted and needed. I just had to hope
the Queen Mother wouldn’t try to kill what B and I had just worked so hard to
build in the past three months. Only
time would tell.
TBC
Stephanie aka The Diva
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Chapter 18 Oh happy days. (Rated R & NC-17 at the end)
The engagement “honeymoon” was
over and Bianca and I had both returned to our realities. Work for her and
classes, homework, labs and study groups for me. ARGH!!!! God I missed her. I
missed all that hot, steamy lovemaking we had for days. Oh, and I knew one thing for sure, when it
came to our new house. It was going to
have one of those showers on every floor and a Jacuzzi/Hot tub on the
deck. If I didn’t love B so much, I
swear I would just have a nonstop relationship with the water sports in that
Penthouse Suite. I mean, have you ever
experienced one of those showerheads or the fucking water jets in the hot tub,
Christ!? Ok, breathe Stone,
breathe. That’s better, now where was
I?
Oh yeah, B and I are back to the
daily grind again. But today we have a lunch date back at the Valley Inn
restaurant at
Any way, it’s almost time for
lunch so I got in my car and headed over to the
I strolled into the restaurant and
spotted B right away. She always gets to places before me. I so have to work on getting better at being
on time to things. I know this makes her crazy.
But the whole student lifestyle and my natural scattered brain don’t
help me out much in this area. Look,
don’t get me wrong, I’m not stupid, I’m just not focused on the whole
punctuality concept yet. Maybe once I
start working in the real world, then I will get better at it. Bianca, however, thinks that is a lost
cause. But you never know,
I just might surprise her someday and get better at it.
“Hey baby,” I said with a big grin
and went to kiss my girl.
“Maggie, thank God, I thought you
would never get here.”
“Chill, B, it’s not the end of the
world. I’m only 10 minutes late. Hell,
that’s on time for me, sweetie,” I said, sitting across from her now and taking
her hand in mine. “I’m sorry, Bianca, I
didn’t mean to make you worry.”
“You didn’t worry me, Maggie, I
just – well I just wish you would try harder to be on time.”
“I will, sweetie, I promise,” I
said, smiling and kissing her hand.
“Good, it would mean a lot to me.
So, how is your day going?” Bianca asked, with just a hint of anxiety in her
voice, I noticed. Plus the fact her eyes seemed to be searching the room for
someone of something, and so not looking at moi.
“What’s the what, Bianca? Why so nervous?” I asked, but before she
could answer my question, in walked - no correction, in swooped La Kane. Right away I knew the love of my life had set
me up. Her eyes were saying “I’m sorry”
as she slowly let go of my hand.
“Bianca,” I said, as she rose to
greet her Mother, who was working the room like the Diva she is. There was nothing I could do, but sit there
and wait and see what Erica and fate had in store for me - for us.
“Mother, you made it,” Bianca
said, as she and her Mother embraced.
“Of course I did, Bianca. I
wouldn’t miss lunch with my favorite daughter.
I can’t tell you how thrilled I was to get your call.”
“Well, I heard you were back – and
– well I thought we should talk. So much
has happened.”
“I know, sweetie,” Erica said,
hugging Bianca before she took the seat beside her, virtually ignoring me for
now.
Sweat was running down my back as
I watched these two do the Mother/Daughter dance they do. Dreading when Erica would notice I was there
and wonder why. Granted as far as she
knew, Bianca and I were still “just” best friends. And I think you could even say she had come
to like me as B’s best friend. But Bianca and I were way past best friends at
this point. She was my girlfriend – hell she was - is my fiancé. CRAP!
Erica was going to have a freakin’ cow.
And I was going to be the sacrificial lamb on her
alter once she found out about us.
Everyone knows, no one, well no woman is good enough for her precious
Bianca. And I was a far cry from being
even a snow balls chance in hell the ideal woman, if there were such a thing,
for her Bianca. Just as I was about to heave or haul my ass out of there, I
decided I needed a drink of water to calm my nerves as Erica turned and asked
me a question.
“So Maggie, have you been taking
good care of our girl here, while I was gone?”
I just about choked to death on
the water. Images of what I had been doing
with Bianca, since Erica left, ran rampant through my brain. She sure as hell didn’t want to know the kind
of care I had been giving Bianca for the past 3 months or more. And while I continued to choke and gasp for
breath, Bianca rushed to my side to try and help me.
“Maggie, are you alright,” Bianca
asked, rubbing my back, slowly to try and calm my breathing down. But her touch was only making matters
worse. I wanted to beg her stop, but I was
trying to hard to breathe at the time to get anything out. Erica was looking at me with mixed looks of
concern and confusion. And at the moment
I was praying mind reading wasn’t one of her many talents. If it was, I was so
fucking dead.
I finally got control of myself
and asked Bianca to take her seat gain.
“I’m sorry, Miss Kane, that water
just went down the wrong pipe.”
“It’s ok, Maggie, are you alright
now?”
“Yes, peachy, thanks.” I said and
then tried to change the subject. “You
know, Bianca is thrilled you’ve come back.
Maybe I should just leave you two alone and head back to campus. I don’t want to interrupt your
Mother/Daughter reunion,” I said, attempting to stand when Bianca yelled
“NO!” Both Erica and I looked at her as
if she had lost her mind.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean for that to
come out quite so frantic. Maggie,
please stay. You and I have things to tell my Mom, don’t we?” she said, looking
at me with those big, helpless doe eyes of hers.
Oh yeah, I was fucked. One way or the other a Kane woman was about
to make my life a living hell, but I couldn’t just bail on Bianca. Not if we were really going to make it as a
couple. I sat back down and gave both of
them my cutest, most charming smile I could, hoping against hope that it might
save my sorry ass from the wrath of Erica Kane.
“What’s going on with you two?”
Erica finally asked. Giving me a look I
knew I never wanted to be on the receiving end.
“Well, is anyone going to answer me?”
Erica demanded, scowling in my general direction.
OK, now she was pissed. I looked
at Bianca who came to sit beside me, taking my hand in hers. I thought my heart was going to beat right
out of my chest. But once Bianca held my
hand, squeezed it and smiled that Bianca smile for me, nothing Erica could say
or do would make me want to be any place other then my lover’s side right now.
“Yes, Erica,” I said. I don’t know how or where the words were
coming from, but I wanted to be the one – no I needed to be the one to tell her
we were in love and we were getting married.
“Bianca and I are in love. We’re engaged to be married. I love her, Erica, and we both hope you will
be happy for us. Because incase you can’t
tell. We are crazy about each other.”
Damn, I actually got that all out. Yeah ME!!
I turned towards B and kissed
her. Right there in front of her Mom –
Erica freakin Kane. Who was sitting
staring at us with her mouth wide open.
“I love her, Miss Kane,” I said,
holding Bianca’s two hands for dear life, while I waited for the Erica Kane
slap. After all she had that look in her eye.
I knew that look. Hell, all of
“I love Maggie, Mom. I really
do. Say something, please?” Bianca said,
hoping her Mother would give her blessing.
We both sat there in silence waiting for Erica’s reaction.
“Bianca, where’s
Lena, WTF, since when did Erica
like
Bianca put her arm around my
shoulder and pulled me closer to her.
“Mother,
I broke up while you were in
Vegas. If you hadn’t run off and
abandoned me right after – well you would have known that. But I guess you were too busy trying to find
yourself or recapture some pathetic part of your youth.”
“Bianca, don’t speak to me like
that. I am still…”
“Mother, don’t you dare go
there. You have no right to pull the
hurt or shocked Mother Card after what you did.
I – we wanted you to know how happy Maggie and I are and how in love we
are. But we don’t need your blessing.”
“Bianca, baby, give her a
minute. I think we took her by
surprise.” I have no idea why I jumped to Erica’s defense, but the words jumped
out of my mouth before I knew it. Maybe
I was hoping if I could appease her she wouldn’t hate me so much and let B and
I be happy.
“Yes, Maggie, you did take me by
surprise. But clearly my daughter
doesn’t wish to have a conversation about this.
She is still too angry with me.”
“I’m in the fucking room,
MOTHER! Don’t talk to Maggie as if I weren’t
here. This was a mistake.” Bianca stood up and reached out for my hand to
follow her. I felt trapped – frozen and
hoped something would make this nightmare end.
“Erica Kane, as
I live and breathe. How are you, Miss
Kane?” Lee said, as she approached our table reaching out to shake Erica’s
hand. Oh yeah, things were about to get
even worse. Bianca was holding my hand and crushing every bone in it as she
turned and glared at her nemesis.
“What the fuck are you doing
here?” Bianca asked Lee, while I continued to lose all feeling in my hand.
“Hello to you too, Bianca
darling,” Lee said, smiling her best fake smile for Erica.
“It’s Lee Roger’s, if I am not
mistaken,” Erica said, while shaking Lee’s hand. “My God, you are the spitting image of your
Mother. How are your parents? I haven’t seen them in ages.”
“They are both quite well, thank
you. And they send their best. I promised them, before I left for school, to
look you up. But when I arrived, you had already left town.”
“Yes,” Erica said nervously. Not wanting to dredge up her recent shameful
past. “But I’m here now, and how wonderful it is to see you again. I haven’t
seen you since you were little. You have
certainly grown into quite a beauty, just like your lovely Mother.”
“Why thank you, Erica. Coming from
you, that is a great compliment. So what
brings all of you lovely ladies to the Pine Valley Inn in the middle of a work
day?”
“We were about to have lunch,
but…” Erica tried to answer.
“Lee, this is a private family
lunch. If you don’t
mind?” Bianca interrupted. Hoping
to make this creature leave before things got even worse. I felt like my head
was about to explode. This was way too much drama for me. But clearly there was no escape. I did finally get B’s attention long enough
to ease up on her grip on my hand.
“You two know each other?” Erica
asked Bianca. I think I actually saw a spark of joy in her eyes at the prospect
of Lee and Bianca knowing each other.
Lord, if she only knew.
“Yes, Erica. Bianca, Maggie and I are next door neighbors
and the best of friends. Aren’t we B?”
Lee smirked.
I grabbed Bianca’s arm and held
her tight to me. I didn’t want to have a
freakin' chick hair pulling contest at the Valley Inn in front of Mommy
Dearest. That is all I would need.
“Lee, please,” I begged.
“Please what, kitten?”
“Oh, that does it,” Bianca said as
she tried to charge towards Lee. I never
knew how much strength I had till I planted my feet firmly on the ground and held
Bianca back with both hands.
“What the hell is going on here?”
Erica demanded to know. “Bianca, stop
this at once. I don’t know what your
problem is with Lee, but I raised you better then to start a brawl in a public
place.”
“Mother, please. You have created more scenes in public, then
anyone in the history of the world.
Don’t you dare lecture me. Besides, you don’t know what a whore this
creature is and I am not going to stand by while she
tries to bait me and take Maggie away.”
“Lee, you’re gay – too?” Erica
said with shock and amazement. “What,
did the entire female population go gay while I was out of town?”
Lee and I both laughed, much to
Bianca’s dismay, but hell that was funny. “No Erica. Not the entire female population. Just the better part of it,” Lee said, with a
wink at me.
Ok, that made me blush, and made
Bianca fume even more. If Lee kept this
up, B was going to combust.
“I don’t understand,” Erica said,
while shaking her head. “Maggie when did
you go gay? Or are you just toying with
Bianca?”
Now I was mad. How could she think I would do that to
Bianca? I released my hold on Bianca and
pushed past her to stand toe-to-toe with her Mother.
“Erica, I don’t know when I “turned”
gay, but I will tell you it had to be about the time I knew, beyond a doubt,
that I loved, worshiped and adored your daughter. I would never “toy” with her
or her affections. Is that clear?” I said with my face just inches from hers.
“Yes,” was all she could say.
“Good,” I reached out for Bianca
to take my hand, while never losing eye contact with her Mother.
B, took my hand, I could feel her
smiling from ear to ear. I looked at Erica and over to Lee and finished my
little diatribe. “We’ll be going
now. I’m sorry we didn’t get to do
lunch. But all “this” has taken away my
appetite. Oh, and Lee, it’s time you
moved on and got yourself a new obsession.
I’m never going to be your Girl Friend. So get over it. Or get out of
town.”
And with that Bianca and I left
the two not so happy women behind us.
Bianca and I were feeling quite pleased with ourselves and each
other. So much so, once we were out of
site of Erica and Lee, we ran, and I do mean RAN to the Penthouse elevator and
rushed back to our room.
Once we were there we couldn’t get
each other’s clothes off fast enough. It
is amazing how worked up one can get when you are defending your lover’s honor
and the love you have for each other. We
both needed each other so much so we couldn’t stop if we wanted to.
“God, I love you,” I said, pushing
Bianca against the hotel door and kissing her till we both couldn’t
breathe. There aren’t words to describe
what B’s naked body feels like pressed against mine. I was debating whether I should take her
right here or stop long enough to get us to the bedroom. Then she decided for
us. I suddenly found myself on the floor
and Bianca kissing and sucking every square inch of my body. I was in heaven.
I ran my hands through her hair as
she worked her way down my body.
Suddenly getting a cramp in the hand B hand been squeezing down stairs,
during the “confrontation.”
“Ouch!”
Bianca looked up with worry and
asked me if she had hurt me.
“No, sweetie, it’s the hand you
were so attached to earlier. I just got
a cramp is all.”
She stopped and took my hand and
began to kiss it. Then she started to suck on each finger, while looking into
my eyes with the evilest of grins.
“Better, pumpkin?” she said, in between licks.
“Fuckin’ A. You better believe
that feels better.”
“Good.”
“You know what would make it feel
even better, sweetie?”
“Tell me, baby,” she said, sucking
on my digits and wiggling her eyebrows at me.
“If each one of those fingers was
buried in you very wet pussy right now.”
“Really?”
“Yep, I think those sweet juices
of yours could have some amazing healing properties.”
“Well, I want my baby
healthy. So if you think it would help.
Who am I to stop you.” She stopped sucking on my
injured fingers. Stood up and offered to help me up.
“We can stay here, baby,” I
whined, not wanting to interrupt our “flow.”
“No, Maggie, I don’t want to add
rug burns to your other injuries. Let’s
take this to the bed room.
I jumped up and grabbed her hand,
dragging her to the bedroom at warp speed.
We laughed and jumped on the bed, as Bianca began to tickle me, but I
had other fun in mind. With her on top
and our faces only inches apart, I gave her my best puppy dog looks. She stopped tormenting me and rolled over on
to her back.
“Take me, Maggie. I want you inside me, now.”
She didn’t have to ask me
twice. I kissed her and then worked my
way down to the edge of the bed, staring at her womanhood as if it were a gift
from the gods. I knelt on the floor and
shifted her body so her legs we over my shoulders, her pussy begging me to be
kissed. I started with a few light
kisses, then starting at the base of her swollen lips, running my tongue up her
slowly. My fingers gently pulling her lips open so I could bury my tongue as
deep as possible into her warm, wet center. God, the taste of her was my
addiction. No matter how long I lived, I
would never get enough of Bianca and her sweet juices.
Her hips rocked against my mouth
and sweet, low, sensual moans vibrated from her body. I ended my trip with my face bathed in her
wet, creamy cum. Latching onto her clit
and began to suck and pull it into my mouth.
“God, Maggie, that feels so good,”
she said, her hands gripping the blanket and waiting for me to bury my hand
deep into her pussy. But she wasn’t going to have to wait much longer.
“Baby, please…”
I shook my head yes, never
stopping the pressure I had on her swollen bud.
I removed my one hand from her lips and ran it over her thigh, just to
tease her a little more.
“Maggie, I can’t take much
more. Now, baby, fuck me now.”
I smiled and ran my middle finger
over the outside of her velvet folds.
Stopping my oral assault and dipping two fingers into her pussy,
scooping up some of her juices, and extending my arm towards my lady.
“Suck my fingers, baby. I want you to see how sweet you are. Then
I’ll make you cum so hard your voice will be heard all the way down to the
street.”
She looked at me and smiled,
pushing herself up and reaching for my offering. Never taking her eyes off of me, she devoured
my fingers covered in her own warm juices. Not missing a drop before she was
done. She knew all to well what that
would do to me and she was right on the money. I came just watching her and
feeling her warm, wet tongue caress and suck both me and her into her
mouth.
Once my orgasm passed she let go of
my fingers. Making my poor little digits feel cold and deprived. But they were about to find a new hot spot of
my love’s.
“My turn,” she said, and she was
right. It was her turn to cum and I
wouldn’t let her down.
She didn’t know it, but she was in
for something new for us. Something I
knew she was going love and make her scream my name
when she came. I told her to lie down
and relax.
“Do you trust me, Bianca?”
“You know I do, baby.”
“OK, then. But if anything I do hurts too much, you tell
me and I’ll stop.”
“You would never hurt me,
Maggie. But I am so ready, baby, please don’t keep me waiting any more.”
“I won’t, sweetie.”
I needed to be sure she was wet
enough, so I ran my tongue over her hot sex again. I pressed my lips around hers and began to
suck in her juices, forcing my tongue as deep into her pussy as I could. My
head shaking back and forth and humming as I held her legs down with my
hands. Her body was writhing against my
face and little did she know I had barely even started.
I stopped my oral ministrations,
air was becoming and issue and I knew she was as wet as she could be. I teased her, running my middle finger
against that soft spot at the base of her pussy.
“OMG!”
I smiled at her out burst, this
was nothing, just wait
I told her. I took two
fingers and began to enter my love. I
forced them in as deep as they would go and flicked them back and forth against
her inner wall. I then began to pump my
hand in and out of her pussy, her walls twitching against my fingers. I knew
she was close, but I wasn’t done yet.
I stopped for a second, she moaned
with disappointment. I added a third
finger and then to her surprise a forth. I could feel her pussy stretching to
accommodate me. But I also knew I was
bringing my baby a great deal of pleasure.
She was crying out my name as I pumped all four fingers in and out of
her.
“Yes, baby, so good. Harder, Maggie, harder,”
“I got you, Bianca.” My left hand had
a firm grip on her calf now. I was going
to need all the leverage I could get, or I might hurt my sweet girl, and that
wasn’t an option.
“Get ready, baby, I’m going to
fill you up,”
Her eyes flashed, as she looked at
me, her face and body drenched in sweat.
She suddenly knew what I was about to do and she mouthed the word “Yes”
as she lay back and prepared herself for me.
I pulled my fingers back and
tucked my thumb and fingers just right so I could get all of my hand into her
pussy. I heard what sounded like a pop
as my fist was suddenly buried deep in her pussy. Bianca cried out, I waited to make sure she
was ok before I started to pump my entire fist in her. “Don’t Stop!” she
cried out, and that was all I needed to hear.
What a rush, my entire hand buried
in my lover’s pussy. I could feel her heart beating, her walls closing in
around every inch of me. He juices
running down my arm and she hadn’t even cum yet. She looked and sounded like a fucking wild
woman. I had never seen her this worked up before, but I had a feeling it was the
same look she must have had on her face when I fucked her with the strap
on. She was making some of the same
sounds she did that night, but this time I could see her face and feel her
orgasm building and sucking me in with it.
I would never forget this feeling as long as I lived. We were in perfect sync with each other as
her hips and body rode my hand. I knew
she only needed one more thing to bring her over. I leaned down, never losing a
beat with my hand and sucked her clit into my mouth.
“OH MY GOD,
MAGGIE!!!!!”
Were that last words I heard
Bianca say, before she came with such a rush, her cum seemed to be
everywhere. I was buried in it and she
was rolling in it. Her walls clamped
down on my fist. She sat up and her eyes
seemed to roll back into her head. Then she fell back and passed out.
“Holy Shit!” I screamed. I
thought I had killed her. But then I
could see she was still breathing. I
breathed a huge sigh of relief and started to pull my hand out of her. Once out, even more of my
baby’s cum seeped out of her pussy.
I thought about licking up those juices, but it didn’t seem right with
her passed out and all. What the hell, I thought. I didn’t think B would mind and I wasn’t
about to miss out on primo cum like this.
I know what you’re thinking, but I told you before, she is my addiction,
especially her sweet juices.
I started to lick everything I
could up and Bianca started to come to.
Actually she really did. She was barely awake and she started to cum
again. How much do I love this girl? Her body knows no limits. She came for me once more and then begged me
to stop. I hated to, but hell there can
be such a thing as too much of a good thing.
I snuggled up beside her and cuddled with my baby.
“Damn, Maggie, just when I think I
have seen your every move, you hit me with a new one. You are amazing, lover.”
“Thanks, B, so are you. But I must say you really scared me there for
a minute. I thought I had literally fucked you to death. And that was so not going to look good on my
resume. That and the fact Erica would
have killed me.”
“Maggie,” Bianca said, shaking her
head. “Stone, you are one crazy piece of
work.”
“Thanks, Baby, just trying to keep
my girl entertained.”
“You do that and then some, Mags,
and then some.”
“See it does pay to have small
hands,” I said holding up my proud hand and wiggling my fingers.
“You said it. I love those little hands of yours even more then
before. So you take good care of them,
sweetie. I am going to want to
experience that ride again real soon.”
“Anytime, baby, anytime,”
TBC
Stephanie aka
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Chapter 19 The two divas (PG-13)
Meanwhile, back at the Valley Inn Restaurant, Lee and Erica had decided to stay and have dinner. Erica needed to know more of what was going on with her daughter and Maggie, and how Lee fit in the mix. Lee presumed this couldn't hurt her chances with Maggie, so she opted to join, La Kane, and perhaps get some insight into Bianca.
“I appreciate you staying to have dinner with me, Lee. I didn’t relish the idea of going home and eating alone.”
“Nor did I, Miss Kane,”
“Oh please, Lee, your family and I go way back, please call me Erica.”
“Thank you, Erica.”
“So tell me, Lee, what has been going on with my Daughter and Maggie, while I have been gone? And how do you fit in to the picture?”
“I like that, Erica, no pussy-footing around with you I see. I’m the same way. Well, let me see, where should I begin?”
“I find the beginning is usually the best place.” Erica said with a smile.
“True, but I wasn’t here from the beginning.”
“That’s alright. I don’t need a day play-by-play. Just the broad strokes will be fine. First of all, how long have Maggie and Bianca been together, as a couple?”
“That would be a little over three months, from what Maggie has said. As a matter of fact they just celebrated their three month anniversary the other night, right here in this very restaurant. They also had quite a fight that night, but made up later. And then some,” Lee said, with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. “I have to tell you, it is very hard to get any sleep with those two next door.”
“Good Lord,” Erica exclaimed. Vivid unwanted images of her baby girl and that woman, Maggie, were running through her mind. “How dare she touch my Bianca?”
“I’m sorry, Erica, that was rude and uncalled for. You didn’t need to hear that.”
“It’s alright, Lee, it isn’t your fault. I guess it is never easy for a parent to hear or imagine their child being old enough for – well you know. And especially with the likes of Maggie Stone.”
“Yes, I would imagine,” Lee said, taking Erica’s hand in hers and making consoling sounds while she watched La Kane digest the information she was feeding her. If she succeeded in nothing else tonight, she was going to leave Bianca’s Mother with nightmare images of her daughter engaged in wild Lesbian sex with “that woman” in the hopes Erica would put a stop to the Maggie and Bianca’s dream machine.
“So, you live next door to the girls?”
“I did, until a few days ago. But they are living here now in the Penthouse Suite, I believe. That is until they can find their dream home and move into it.”
“They are here? I had no idea. What dream home? I don’t understand any of this. How did Maggie go from being Bianca’s best friend to her Girl Friend?”
Erica was almost choking on the words, Girl Friend. “Erica, you forget they are engaged to be married. She is her fiancée now.”
“Over my dead body,” Erica said loud enough for everyone in the dinning room to hear.
“Please, Erica, you are going to work yourself in a state.”
“No, my daughter and that Stone girl are going to work me into a state. This is Frankie all over again. I had hoped Maggie was different, but I guess the Stone women are all the same, just low-life gold-diggers. Well, I am not going to sit back and watch Bianca try and make the same mistake again.”
Inside Lee was fuming at the names Erica was calling Maggie, but for now she would use Erica’s obvious dislike for the blonde to her advantage. “Perhaps I can help you out with this problem, Erica.”
“And how would you do that, Lee?”
“Well, it just so happens I have more then a passing interest in Maggie and perhaps if you and I work together, we could both get what we want.”
“Oh, Lee, you could do so much better then Maggie Stone.”
“Perhaps, but for right now Maggie is what I want and Bianca has her.”
“Maybe you’re chasing after the wrong girl, Lee,” Erica said, with a new gleam in her eyes. “I think you and Bianca would be a wonderful match. Why I couldn’t ask for a better daughter-in-law then you, my dear. It would be the union of two families that have known each other for years,” Erica said, practically drooling over Lee as she took hold of the young woman’s arm.
Lee was about ready to gag, she knew what Erica wanted, a merging of two fortunes, while no one would give a fuck about the happiness of herself or Bianca. Erica was every bit the whore her parents were, when it came to money. But if kissing up to the aging diva was going to help her get what she wanted, so be it. Maybe she had been approaching this situation from the wrong angle all along. If nothing else it would bring her great joy to see Bianca squirm as her Mother manipulated her and forced her to date Lee, this while Maggie was left blowing in the wind all alone. And who would come to Maggie’s aid and comfort? Why Lee of course, the other injured party, who was also being forced into a relationship she didn’t want, because of her parents’ lust for money, and that of Erica Kane.
Lee really did love Maggie and wanted a future with her, but she also loved the game. Erica was going to get her back in to it and only time would tell who would win or lose. But with Erica in the picture now, Lee knew all bets were off for a guaranteed wedding for Maggie and Bianca. And Lee wouldn’t give up until she had the blonde in her bed and in her life.
TBC
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Chapter 20
Frankie’s Ghost? (Rated R)
Bianca was holding me as I lay my head on her chest and listened to her heartbeat. A sound that makes me feel so safe and at “home”, there just aren’t words I can think of to explain how that makes me feel. Home – a place I never really had before Bianca. Everything before this - well I can safely say I just merely existed before I met her. And in some cases I’m not sure you could call what Frankie and I had as kids an “existence.” It was more like one of those new survival shows, only we didn’t win any money for getting past all the trials and tests, what we got – well no one would want to talk about. But that doesn’t matter now. Now I have my precious Bianca. And what we have is going to make all that crap just fade away once and for all. I hope. But it also makes me feel sad for Frankie and kinda guilty too. If she hadn’t died, she would be with Bianca now – fuck I really don’t want to go there. I didn’t kill her, but I sure as hell didn’t do anything to help her either, after I left home. Christ, what the hell got me thinking about Frankie anyway? Two minutes ago I was in heaven – now, damn.
“Maggie,”
“Huh, what?”
“Watcha thinkin’?”
“Nothin,” I said, and yeah that was a big lie.
“Please tell me,” Bianca asked, stroking my hair out of my face and running her fingertip over my forehead. God I love it when she does that. “You’ve been quiet for a really long time, sweetie, so you have to have something on that pretty little mind of yours.”
“Are you saying I have a small mind, Bianca?” I said just to tease her. Also trying to change the subject.
“You know what I mean. Come on, baby, tell me what is bothering you.”
“Bianca, I would really rather not. Just some stupid shit,”
“Can you be more specific as to which “stupid shit?” Are we talking Erica shit, Lee shit or something else?”
“B, you are killing me here. It always sounds so weird when you swear.”
“Stop trying to change the subject, Stone.”
“Ok, ok, I was thinking about Frankie and – well “home” if you could call it that.”
“You mean where you grew up?”
“Yeah – grew up. Though it felt more like a daily obstacle course or the Stone’s version of Danté’s Inferno. We would wake up each day and wonder which level of hell our Mother was going to visit upon us. It was just a whole lot of fun – not.”
“God Baby, that sounds awful. You know we have never really talked about your past, at least not very much of it. I just know that both you and Frankie never felt loved and you both left home when you were young, but I would like to know more.”
“Why, B? It won’t change anything,” I said, pulling away from Bianca and sitting on the edge of the bed, now with my back to her. Why was she being so fucking clueless, couldn’t she tell I didn’t want to go into this?
I could feel her rolling over on to her side and wanting to reach out to me, but she stopped herself. “Maggie, we’re getting married soon. I want to know everything there is to know about the woman I am going to spend the rest of my life with, just as I am sure there are things you want to know about me. Though you sure know more about me already then I do about you or Frankie.”
“Look, it sucked, B, it sucked big time and there aren’t any real proud moments from my past. I wouldn’t even know where to begin, if I did want to talk about it.”
“Well, let’s start with just your Mom. Tell me about her.”
“Great fucking place to start, B,” I shouted, jumping off the bed and started to pace around the room. My arms wrapped tightly around my body. “She was a lot of things, but a Mom wasn’t one of them. Try a liar, a drunk, con-artist, whore and those were her good traits.”
“Jesus, Mags,”
“Yea, B, need more?”
“Yes, baby, I do. I think it would…”
“What, you didn’t get enough knowing my Aunt Vanessa, the drug lord. Trust me she was the brains in the family, her sister, other wise known as my “Mom”, wanted to be like Vanessa, but she couldn’t stay sober long enough to pull of a decent con. But she did pass that wonderful gene on to Frankie. Jesus, B, I really don’t want to do this. Can’t we play a different game of 20 questions, like what are my favorite movies instead?” I said, leaning my hands against the wall of our room and looking aimlessly out the window.
Why couldn’t Bianca let this go? We had known each other for over 2 years now and she never pressured me about this shit before. Was this the last test to see if I was good enough to marry her and if not then what? Fuck, was it possible B was more like her Mom then I realized? Was that scene downstairs making her have second thoughts about us – about me? Hell!
Bianca came up behind me and
wrapped her arms around me. God I loved the feeling of her naked body pressed
against mine. Why couldn’t it just be us
and fuck the rest of this fucked up world?
“Baby, I didn’t mean to make you
mad, I’m sorry,” she whispered, as she rested her head on my shoulder, placing
soft kisses on my neck and shoulder as she spoke. “But if it was that bad, I really think it
would help to get it out. And who better to share all that with then me?”
I shook my head no, hoping that would
be the end of it, but I should have known better. My girl never lets go of something once it is
on her mind.
“Maggie, let me in, please. I’m not some shrink or stranger, I’m your
lover, friend and soon to be wife. It’s
important that we don’t have secrets between us, baby. That’s what a life time
of love is all about, trust and sharing each other’s pain and happiness. Sweetie you have always been there for me,
please let me be there for you now.
Don’t shut me out the way Frankie used to.”
She had me until then, until she
said Frankie’s name. I was going to tell her everything, but why the fuck did
she have to say that?
I turned around and with a heart
full of hurt I asked her, “Do you still love her, Bianca? Is she the one you really want to be
with? Am I just some fucking poor
substitute for my sister, the love of your life?”
“God no, Maggie, why would you
think that?” she asked trying to cup my face with her hand, as I brushed past
her. Throwing my sorry ass face down on the
King size bed. Feeling smaller and more alone then I had in years.
I could feel Bianca come and lay
beside me, wanting to touch me – hold me, but stopping herself for fear I would
retreat even more then I already had. We
never needed words anymore, we could always sense or feel what the other was
thinking. Which only made me wonder even
more, if we were that close then why – why did she need to know about all the
crap in my past that I had worked so hard to put behind me? Why?
“Maggie, please tell me you don’t
believe what you just said. Please tell
me you don’t think…”
I looked up from the bed, tears
running down my face, “Don’t know, B, you tell me. I think part of me has always been afraid you
have always wanted me to be Frankie and not me.”
“Oh, Maggie, that is so not true,”
she said pulling me in to her arms. “I
fell in love with you, Mary Margaret, all of you. We both miss Frankie, but you’re not a
substitute for her, you never were. I swear on Frankie’s life, you never were.”
We both held each other for a few
minutes and cried. I think mostly for
Frankie, because we both really missed her, but also because I finally believed
it was me Bianca really loved and not my sister’s ghost. She would never know how much of a relief that
was for me to know that. Maybe Bianca
was right. Maybe it was time to talk about the past. I needed to let go of more then just my fear
of Frankie’s hold on B. I guess I needed
to let go of the sick hold my past had on me as well.
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past.
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Chapter 21 Nothing
but the truth (rated R)
Bianca leaned back just enough to look into
my eyes with those heart stopping deep, dark pools of hers. Lord, she
could get anything from me by just using those doe eyes and pouty mouth. They
were each a lethal weapon against my defenses.
“Ok, ok I’ll talk,” I said with a small grin. “I should know better then to try and refuse you anything. What do you want to know? I’ll tell you anything, just don’t expect bunny rabbits and rainbows here, B. Like I said earlier, what Frankie and I had was no day at the beach.”
“I understand, Maggie, well at least I want to. And we don’t have to discuss everything tonight. Just take your time and tell me what you can,” she said, taking my hand and pulling me up to the head of the bed, where she took me into her arms and held me.
“It was such a mess, Bianca. There were times I know Frankie and I both wished our Mother would have had the guts to do what she wanted to once she heard she was pregnant and just get rid of us. But Pops wouldn’t let her. Too fucking Catholic to let her do that, he told us. Like that piece of scum ever went near a church in his sad pathetic life.”
“Baby, please don’t say that. I would never want to think of my life without either you or Frankie. You are both so special. I can’t believe she told you that.”
“Told us, hell she shouted it every time either one of us did anything that interfered in her consuming large quantities of alcohol or kept her from fucking her latest John.”
“Where was your Father? Why didn’t he try to help you?”
“Are you kidding? He was her pimp, for God’s sake. He was usually passed out on the coach while she was flat on her back earning the money for the next bottle of gin. It sure as hell wasn’t for food. Frankie and I had to steal that most of the time or try and get a neighbor or someone else to take pity on us and feed us.”
I felt warm tears land on my shoulders as I continued the trials of the Stone twins. I thought about stopping. I didn’t want to make Bianca cry. I didn’t want her pity, but it was out now and the words were coming out of me as if a dam had burst. I guess I needed to say all this shit as much as B thought she wanted to hear it. Maybe more? I figured I would keep going until I couldn’t anymore.
I wanted to be able to look at Bianca, to know she was really there while I exposed all the family sins to her. So I moved down and lay my head on her stomach, my feet just barely dangling over the edge of the huge bed. She forced a smile my way and proceeded to run her hand over my forehead while I poured out my soul to her.
“Sweetie,”
“Yeah, B,”
“I don’t want you to take this the wrong way, but how did you ever get out of that house without being…”
“All fucked up?” I finished for her. “Like Frankie?”
“Don’t say that, Maggie. Frankie wasn’t – she was just confused and lonely.”
“Bianca, please, Frankie was a con, just like Aunt Vanessa. Why do you think my Aunt contacted her? She wasn’t a bad person, B. She just didn’t give a shit about anything. She didn’t have any reason to – well, not until she met you, that is.”
“Maggie,” Bianca said all hurt. Not understanding how I could say such things about my own sister.
“Bianca, you have to understand some things, Frankie was the brave one. The one that wouldn’t put up with any of Mom or Dad’s shit right from day one. And she paid for that in spades. They beat her down every chance they got for mouthing off to them. I was the coward. I would run and hide when things got really bad and Frankie would always make sure nothing happened to me. And then I left her. I left her all alone with those – people. I wanted a life, Bianca. I wanted a future and I was never going to have one if I stayed there.” I stopped and covered my guilt ridden face with my arm. I had abandoned my own sister so I could have a life. A life, and what did Frankie get – killed. Murdered by our sadistic Aunt.
“Maggie, what are you thinking?”
“I killed her, Bianca. Frankie died because of me.”
“That’s not true, sweetie, and you know it,” Bianca said, trying to pull me in to her arms. But I pushed her away and moved to the edge of the bed.
“It doesn’t matter that someone else shot her, Bianca. I never stood up for her. I never made them stop hurting her physically or mentally. She never had a chance.”
Bianca reached out for me, but I brushed her off. “Baby, maybe we should stop…”
“No, Bianca, you wanted to know, your going to know all of it,” I said, but I couldn’t look at her. Not now. Not till I finished.
“You know Frankie wasn’t stupid. She never got the chance to finish school. But it wasn’t because she wasn’t smart enough. She had missed so much school, it made it impossible for her to ever finish. You see, B, it’s hard to go to school when you’ve been up all night gettin’ the crap beat out of you, night after night. I don’t think she had one bone on her, by the time she was 12, that hadn’t been broken at one time or another. But she never cried – well, at least not if she knew anyone was around and could see her.”
I got up for a minute and went to get a drink of water from a bottle on the dresser, and then I continued my story. “Sometimes I would catch her crying, if she thought no one was home. But I couldn’t go to her. That would only make it worse. Make her hurt more inside. She couldn’t stand pity or anyone thinking she was weak. So I had to just let her be. Finally I couldn’t take it any more. We both thought the beatings and the rest would maybe let up some if I wasn’t around. She wouldn’t have to protect my sorry ass and they might ease up on her. I think I knew deep down, it was all bull and Frankie’s way of getting me out of there, before our loving parents decided she wasn’t enough to keep their sick habits amused.”
I finally turned to face Bianca. I put the water bottle down and went back to the bed, sitting in front of her now and taking her hands in mine. “It all changed, the day before. I came home from school and she was packing my bags. We both knew why, Dad had hit me for the first time the night before. I was 17 and I was dating this guy. I got stupid and let him walk me home after school and we were kissing when Dad came running out of the house and started calling me a whore and slapped me so hard I fell to the ground. The guy took off like a scared rabbit, not that I could blame him, and then Frankie came out of the house and started hitting on our Father. Cursing and swearing at him as she kept hitting him. Then she stopped hitting Dad, grabbed my hand, dragged me into the house and locked the door to our room. Our warped excuse for a Father tried for over an hour to bust the door down and get his hands on both of us. But Frankie and I shoved our dressers against the door to keep him out. Eventually our sorry excuse for a Mother, told him to stop with the pounding and go sit in his chair and have a drink. It seemed all the racket was giving her a headache, stupid bitch. Well I guess he was pretty tired from all the pounding, because he stopped and drank himself to sleep in that chair for the rest of the night. The next morning Frankie and I snuck out for school, but she must have come home before me, because there she was packing my bags. That was the last time we ever saw each other. So you see, Bianca, it’s my fault. All of it. Frankie died because she never really got away from all that craziness. She went from our fucked up home to hooking up with Aunt Vanessa. And the only happiness she ever had was loving you and they killed her for it. For trying to have a life and a little happiness and for choosing you over Vanessa.”
Neither of us said anything for the longest time after that. Shit, what the hell could we say? We lay in the middle of that huge bed and just held each other and cried. We cried for Frankie and I guess for ourselves a little too. There was more, not a lot, but I didn’t have the strength to tell Bianca the rest. Maybe another day, if I could find the strength again. Stuff that happened after I left home. Things only I knew about, but not now. I was too tired. To spent.
I felt Bianca leave my side, while I was in that half-sleep half-awake mode and I thought I heard her enter the bathroom. The sound of running water woke me and my bladder up. I tried to focus my tired, tear-stained eyes and staggered towards the bathroom, finding my love sitting on the edge of the tub and filling it up with warm water and her favorite bath beads.
“Your up,” Bianca said, reaching out for me, but I waved her off and headed for the toilet. “Do you want to be alone?” she asked. I told her she didn’t have to, so she continued to prepare the bath in silence
Once I finished, I washed my hands and sat beside her on the edge of the tub. “This for you or me?” I asked, hoping it was for both of us.
She smiled that shy smile of hers, turned the water off and started to take her robe off. “It’s for both of us. I thought we could both use a good, warm soak. Care to join me?” she asked, with her robe falling to the floor, offering her hand to me once more. This time I took it and let her slip in to the tub first, so I could sit in front of her. She helped me down into the bath and wrapped her loving arms and legs around me, while the caress of the bath water surrounded both of our tired bodies.
“Thank you, Bianca, you always know how to make me feel better.”
“You’re welcome, Maggie. I want you to feel safe and loved for the rest of your life, my sweet girl. No one will ever hurt you again as long as you and I are together. You have my word, Maggie,” she whispered, running her fingers through my hair.
Before I could answer her, she started to hum a song in my ear and began to kiss my neck, shoulders and cheeks as she held me tight. I couldn’t speak; tears were running down my face again. Not from past hurts this time, but with the knowledge that the woman I loved, more then life, loved me as much as that if not more, and nothing I had told her made her love me any less. I knew I was home in her arms and we were really going to be married and grow old together, no matter what Erica Kane or anyone else felt.
TBC
Stephanie aka The Diva
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Previews: Be ready for anything in the up coming chapters. BAM will get married, but it won't be an easy road if certain people have their way.
I hope this will make up for the long wait. And Pam,
this is for you. You wanted to see Bianca take the lead more and I promised you
I would do that. So here it is. *winks* Oh and yes it will be NC-17 after the
first part, so you know who you are if you should or shouldn’t be reading. And
Shanti, this is for you too. Thanks to
both of you for making me get back into the flow. Now on with the fun.
Chapter 22
Bianca’s turn at bat. (NC-17)
Erica didn’t waste any time trying to get between Bianca and I, once she found out we were staying at the Valley Inn. So B and I called David to see if we could hide out at his cabin for a few days. He said the timing was perfect. He was going to a conference in DC for a week and we could feel free to hangout at his place till he got back. We were both so excited to be able to hide under Mama Kane’s radar for a few more days. In fact a little too excited. As we packed, in the nude I might add, we both started to laugh when we realized neither of us had left out any clothes to wear other then our fall coats. I tried to convince Bianca that would be enough clothing so we could do a little in the car easy access groping on the drive to David’s. But no matter how much I begged and cajoled, she wouldn’t go for it. I swear B can be a real stick in the mud sometimes. But I love her too much to argue the point. Besides I knew once we got to David’s I was sure she would more then make it up to me.
We finally got dressed, checkout of the hotel and met David at the hospital to get his keys, before he headed out of town. I was hugging David goodbye when I heard someone yell “Mary Margaret” across the room.
“That’s never a good thing,” I said, as I turned to see who was summoning me. Bianca and I both froze when we saw it was Lee calling out and rushing over to see us.
“Hey you two, fancy meeting you here,” she said, as if we were old friends instead of adversaries.
Bianca stepped between Lee and me, her arms folded over her chest and demanding to know what Lee wanted with me.
“Chill, Bianca, I just saw Mags and wanted to talk to her,” Lee answered, folding her arms over her chest now too and standing nose to nose with my girlfriend.
“OK you two,” I said, in my best Stone hard ass voice, while gently moving Bianca aside. “Lee, what part of get out of town or leave me alone didn’t you understand?”
“Oh, I understood, lover, I just didn’t take your advice,” Lee said with a smirk. Pretending to lean in for a kiss, but never taking her eyes off of Bianca.
Bianca was now pressed up against my back trying to grab Lee by the throat. I was trying to hold her back with my body and Lee with my one arm out stretched.
“Ladies, please!” David cried out. “This is a hospital. If you are going to have an old fashioned cat fight you need to take it outside,” he said with a huge grin on his face and a wink at me while he took Lee by the arm and began to drag her out of the room.
“Hey! Let go of me, you son-of-a-bitch. Do you know who I am?” Lee screamed as David hauled her out of the hospital.
“No, and I really don’t care,” he said, winking at B and I once more and then shoved Lee out the double doors.
“Damn, have I told you lately how much I love your cousin?” Bianca said, wrapping her arms around my waist and resting her head on my shoulder.
“That makes two of us, sweetie. And now that he has disposed of Lee, how about you and I get out of here before your Mom shows up? You know that freaky Bianca radar she has. I just know she will materialize any second, if we stay here any longer.”
“So true, I’ll race you to the car,” Bianca said, letting me go and rushing for the door before I knew what was happening.
“
“Hurry up Stone, or I’m taking another blonde to our secret hide away,” she said, waving David’s house keys at me as she ran out of the hospital.
“Over my dead body, Bianca Montgomery, over my dead body,” I yelled, sprinting after her and thinking of ways to punish her when we made it to David’s cabin.
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Bianca and I made it to David’s cabin without any further interruptions, thank God. We even took the time to do some grocery shopping on the way, got unpacked, Bianca started a fire in the fireplace and I was putting the groceries away before I started to make us some lunch.
I could hear Bianca humming to some music she had put on the CD play. God I love my woman’s voice. I could listen to her forever. I was just about to grab some plates and glasses for our lunch, when I felt Bianca come up behind me and wrap her long arms around my waist. “Dance with me, wife to be,” she whispered into my ear. But before I could answer she began a long, slow wet lick of her tongue from the base of my neck to the tip of my earlobe. Stopping there to suckle it with the Bianca flair that gets all my juices flowing and nerve endings screaming for more.
“God, B….dance…what,” I tried to ask, my brain as well as my body turning to muss as she continued to work her magic on me. I felt her lips smile as she gently bit down on my lobe. Her left hand moving up to my breast, while her right worked on my button down jeans.
“Too many clothes, Stone,” she said, her tongue now darting in and out of my ear. Her luscious body pressed hard against mine. But I had a little surprise for my Bianca too. Once her right hand had finished gaining access to my now open jeans, she discovered I was going commando today.
“Damn, Maggie, no panties?”
“Nope, see not as many clothes as you thought,” I said, with a smirk. I was holding onto the kitchen counter with both hands, while she lowered those talented fingers of hers towards my very wet pussy.
“How’s that feel, baby?”
“Heavenly,” I answered, reaching up for her beautiful face as I leaned back and turned my head to kiss her. “Kiss me, B, please,” I begged, my hips rocking against her hand, her fingers tracing the outer lips of my core, and her thumb always just a breath away from my aching clit. My woman is an artist in the art of love.
“Is that all you want, my love? Just my kiss?” she asked, without waiting for my answer. Her sweet mouth met mine and we tried to devour one other, finally stopping for that damn thing called air. Bianca resting her head on my shoulder and nuzzling my neck. Me gasping for air and placing my hand over hers, which was buried inside my pants.
“I want you naked now, my love,” Bianca growled, pulling my PVU sweatshirt up over my head and discovering I wasn’t wearing a bra either. She mumbled something about what a naughty girl I was and then proceeded to yank my pants down around my ankles with one swift pull.
“Jesus, Bianca, in a hurry much?” I asked, trying not to laugh at her enthusiasm to get me out of my clothes. Before I knew it, she had me stripped from head to toe. My clothes and shoes scattered all over the kitchen. But Bianca was still dressed and continuing to pin me to the kitchen counter from behind.
“What about you, B? Aren’t you going to get undressed?”
“Not yet, little one,”
“But I want to feel you too, baby,” I said in my best pout.
“OK, sweetie, but this is my show. You don’t move. My turn to take the lead for a change.”
“What, you don’t like how your little stallion has been treating you in bed?” I asked.
“I adore how you treat me, my love, but it has been too long since you let me be in the driver seat. Besides you’re not the only one who likes to be wild.” She said, wiggling her eyebrows as she did.
“Shit, I think I just got a chill,” I said, getting more then excited at the prospect of what B had in mind.
“The first of many, I promise you, my little stallion.”
Bianca began kissing and licking her way down my shoulders and back. Worming her right hand over my hips, past my inner thigh and spreading my legs open even more as she knelt behind.
“God, B, touch me please.”
She answered my plea with a kiss on each of my cheeks and one on my very wet folds, with her left hand circling the small of my back. I was leaning almost parallel to the counter and opening myself to her as much as I could. Bianca was making a purring sound and blowing cool air over every exposed inch of my sex. If I hadn’t had the counter to hold on to, I swear my legs would have given out.
Bianca’s right index finger suddenly made contact with my clit, toying with it in slow, gentle circles. My head whipped back on contact as I heard myself sigh “Yes…..yes baby.” Then that wonderful long, flat tongue of hers made its way over the length of my lips, stopping for a brief moment to dip deep into my core. I whimpered as she pulled out, flicking her tongue over the thin tissue at the base. I wanted……God I needed her inside of me, but my sexy girl had other plans.
“Do you trust me, Maggie?”
“With my life, baby, why?” I had no idea what she was getting at and frankly my body and mind didn’t really fucking care.
“I want to try something new with you, Mags, but if you want me to stop or you don’t like it, just tell me. Ok?”
“Ok,” I said, confused and horny as hell.
Then she inserted two fingers into my pussy, moving them in, out and around in circles inside me. I was in heaven. The tip of her tongue found the entrance to my back door and before my brain could digest the sensation, Bianca was fuckin’ rimming my asshole. No one had ever done this to me. My eyes flashed open and every nerve ending and gray cell in my brain was on fire. I had only read about this or heard about it, but I never once thought I would like it, let alone LOVE it. My hips were thrusting against her fingers and tongue. The combination of sensations made me want to howl like some freakin wild animal.
“More, B………more!”
I felt her lips smile, sensing her relief that I hadn’t freaked out. Freaked out………are you kidding me I couldn’t get enough. Maybe it was because it was Bianca, I don’t know. But everything with her felt right and natural and hot as hell.
Bianca removed her fingers from inside me. “No, baby, I said more not less,” I cried out, my body desperate for release.
“I know, sweetie, you are going to get much more. Trust me.” She buried her thumb inside my core and began to rub one of her cum soaked fingers over my ass. The very happy, puckered little ass she had just had that wonderful tongue of hers dancing over. Then she pushed her finger into my ass, just a little at first as I gasped with surprise, and then the rest as my muscles relaxed and welcomed her in. God, what a feeling; she went slow at first and then thrust harder and faster, my hips meeting and matching her every thrust. I thought it couldn’t get any better, I was so close. So ready to cum I could hear myself actually grunting with every thrust.
“Love you, baby,” Bianca said. Then she took her left hand and shoved her other thumb into my pussy and pressed her middle finger against my clit. She was buried in every part of me as I saw fucking stars and came all over her like I had never cum before.
“Don’t stop, don’t fucking Stop!” I yelled out, feeling another wave come right behind the first one. I was thrusting my hips to get her deeper. Her magical, long fingers were every where and she was licking up my juices as they spilled out of me and around the fingers buried deep inside of me. She stroked my clit so hard it was almost raw, but the pain just made me hotter and want to cum even more. I came so many times I lost track. Finally my body had enough and I tried to tell her, but nothing came out. But Bianca knew. She stopped and pulled her fingers out slowly, leaving me feeling sated but empty as well. She helped me to the floor as my spent body gave up and crumpled to the ground.
“Are you ok, baby?” Bianca asked, as she cradled me in her arms and lap.
“Uh huh,” I mumbled, shaking my head yes. She smiled and kissed my forehead, cheeks and lips, as she told me she loved me.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No…..just give me a minute to catch my breath, B.”
She reached for my PVU sweatshirt and wrapped it around my upper body. I guess I was shivering from the cold kitchen floor, but I didn’t really care. I had just had the most amazing series of orgasms of my life. And I was in the arms of the woman I adored, who had made that experience possible.
“Better,”
“Yeah, I think my heart is back to normal.”
“That’s good to hear.”
I looked into those warm, brown eyes of B’s and pulled her into a long, deep kiss. Once the kiss ended we pressed our foreheads against each other, enjoying a few moments of silence.
“Ready for another round, Stone?” Bianca asked, with an evil glint in her eyes.
“Jesus, B, are you kidding me?”
“Ah, where is that famous Stone stamina I am always hearing about?”
“Oh, that does it,” I said, forcing my body up from the
floor and grabbing her hand. “You want
to see stamina,
She smiled back at me and took my hand as I pulled her up. “What room do you want to “do” next, sweetie?”
“I want that sexy soon to be naked body by the warm fire, my love,” I said to her. Thinking of the many things I wanted to do to her.
“Works for me,” she answered, pulling me now towards the living room. It was going to be a long, glorious day and night. As for the food, that was going to have to wait for now. Other appetites needed to be taken care of first.
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Chapter 23 Penance (rated R)
Lee rushed back to her apartment
after she had followed Maggie and Bianca to some cabin in the woods. She had sat in her car staring at the house,
debating if she should barge in there and pick up where the three of them had
left off after Dr Dave tossed her out of the ER. She had been humiliated and discarded like
yesterday’s lunch and wanted someone to pay, especially Dr Dave. Who the hell did he think he was to treat
“her” like that? Finally she decided it
was better to wait and hurried home. She paced and fumed for over an hour,
dreaming up ways to make David pay, and get Maggie back. But the more she planned the more images of
Erica Kane came screaming back in her mind.
Images of the terrible things La Kane had said about Maggie, harsh,
crewel words that ripped through Lee’s heart like a knife.
“I had hoped Maggie was different, but I guess the Stone women are all the same, just low-life gold-diggers. Well, I am not going to sit back and watch Bianca try and make the same mistake again. And especially with the likes of Maggie Stone. Fucking whore.”
Whore! How dare she call Maggie that? Erica had whispered it under her breath, but
Lee heard it none the less, making the bile rise in her throat. It was like listening to her own Mother go on
and on about Lee’s unsuitable “Lesbian” lovers, before she had enough and left
her parents’ house and all their petty thoughts behind. Lee knew her Mother would behave just like
Erica towards Maggie, if Lee were ever fortunate enough to win Maggie’s love
and bring her home. Erica was right
about one thing though, only someone like Bianca would ever be accepted as
suitable enough for Lee, if she insisted on this Lesbian “lifestyle.” “Lifestyle” who was the fucking ass that had
thought that term up, she wondered? This
was her life, not a “lifestyle.” Fucking
small minded people always trying to marginalize everything in a gay person’s
life.
“Focus, Lee, focus,” she mumbled
to herself. Trying desperately to keep
her mind on Maggie and not all the other women in her life that seemed to be
determined to keep them apart. But it
wasn’t working. So many thoughts seemed
to permeate her brain and bleed into any happy thoughts of the future she might
have.
Bianca freakin’
Greedy dreams…their
dreams…..greedy, cold, loveless dreams……all the things that came to mind when
she thought of her “parents.” She had
sworn she would never be like them. Love
was what she wanted in her life, not cold, hard cash. Sure she enjoyed the luxuries that her
family’s money gave her, but she would trade it all for what Bianca and Maggie
had. Shit! And there it was, staring her in the
face. Like a cold splash of water. “What have I done?”
“Lee, it’s time you moved on and
get yourself a new obsession. I’m never
going to be your Girl Friend. So get over it. Or get out of town.”
Maggie’s words were ringing like a
relentless, thundering church bell in her head.
“Lee, what part of get out of
town or leave me alone didn’t you understand?”
“Oh, I understood, lover, I just
didn’t take your advice,”
She hadn’t taken Maggie’s
advice. She never listened to any of
Maggie’s pleas. The image of Maggie in
the car after they had kissed, begging Lee to leave her alone. How sad and wounded her friend had
looked. How angry and bitter Maggie was
later on when Lee continued to taunt her and Bianca.
“Maggie, I’m sorry…I’m so
sorry. God, could I be any more pathetic?”
she said to no one, wishing the one who mattered most was there now to hear her
plea. “What have I done?” She threw
herself down on her couch and began to cry.
The reality of everything she had done finally hitting home like a tone
of bricks. She had done every selfish
thing her Mother would have done to “make” the person she loved, wanted, and
needed more then life to bend to her will.
Dismissing all her wants and needs in the process.
Yes, she had loved Maggie, more
then she had ever thought it possible to love anyone. But only now had she come to realize she had
not once taken into consideration Maggie’s feelings, only her own. And in the process she lost the best friend
she had ever had. Someone who had
accepted her for herself and not who she was or what she had. Her underlying passion to “have” Maggie
instead of simply loving her and see where that love would lead them, had
turned her into the very person she hated most, her Mother. And now she was left with nothing. Not even the friendship she had valued so
much. She had torched that…or maybe
not. Maybe there was still time, time to
make things right with Maggie and Bianca.
Time to salvage what she had destroyed and beg for their forgiveness. To
get that friendship back. She knew for
sure she would never have Maggie’s love, not now, not ever. Any fool could see that Bianca and Maggie were soul-mates. She needed to make things right with both of
them, if she wanted…hoped to ever have what they had. If she ever hoped to remove this final
vestige of hate and jealousy in her soul inherited perhaps, but not branded on
her heart to the point she couldn’t be that person she had wanted to
be…….needed to be. She would make this
right, or at least try. That much she
owed Maggie, the woman who had befriended her and trusted her before all this
madness had begun.
Lee grabbed her car keys and with
a new found hope, rushed to the cabin where she had left the two of them, just
hours ago. Praying the entire drive, they would let her in.
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Lee had been pounding on the cabin door for well over 20 minutes. Begging and pleading with Bianca and Maggie to let her in. Her hands were sore and her throat raw. She was exhausted and just about to give up any hope of being let in, when the door opened.
Bianca stood holding the door open just enough for Lee to see who it was, but not enough to enter. The brunette was dressed in only a long night shirt that said “Maggie’s Girl” and a very uninviting scowl on her face. “Can’t you take a hint, Lee? No one here wants to see you.”
Maggie came up behind her lover and rested her hand on Bianca’s shoulder. “B, let her in. It will be over sooner if you just let her in, please.”
Bianca shook her head and opened the door to let her nemesis in. Lee could have sworn she heard the woman growl as she passed her by. Maggie pointed towards the sofa for Lee to sit down. The petite blonde was dressed in a long night shirt as well that had “Bianca’s Toy” emblazoned on the front in bright pink letters with gold and silver glitter.
Lee took the seat offered to her and smiled at the shirt. Bianca sat in front of the fire, across from the sofa, as Maggie slipped down between Bianca’s legs and nestled into her lover’s embrace
Bianca seeing the smile on Lee’s lips asked her, “What is so funny?”
“Sorry…I was just amused by Maggie’s shirt,” Lee answered. Squirming in her seat as she tried to work up the courage to say what she had come to say to these two.
“What’s the what, Lee” Maggie asked, hoping Lee would get to the point and leave before her ex-friend and lover got into some kind of nasty knock down fight. The blonde could feel the tension building in her lover’s body as Bianca held her. She could also see something in Lee’s eyes she hadn’t seen in awhile, pain and loneliness. Feelings she had sensed in Lee when she was first getting to know her. Maggie knew she shouldn’t still care about Lee, but it broke her heart to see her friend…ex-friend in pain.
“Maggie and B…Bianca, look I know you two are pretty pissed at me right now and I don’t blame you. I went home after your cousin tossed me out of the ER today and thought a lot about what has been going on with the three of us. And I know you won’t believe this, but I came to the conclusion I have been a total ass…”
“Ya think,” Bianca chimed in without missing a beat. She would have said more, but she could feel Maggie tensing up and didn’t want to upset her so she let it go.
“Yes, a total, complete ass. It seems I have more of my Mother in me then I realized and I think having spent more time then any one should, with your Mother, B, and the humiliation of being tossed out on my ass in the ER today. Well it really made me think about all that I have done. And before you say anything I want to say I’m sorry.”
“Oh, please…” Bianca scoffed.
“No, really, Bianca, and you too Maggie. Especially you. Look we were friends. Good friends and I fucked that up by thinking…no hoping you could love me. Because no matter what either of you think of me, I was being honest when I said I loved Maggie…love Maggie. But I realized today, all-be-it late, Maggie doesn’t and never will love me as anything other then a friend. And I dare say I think I have seen to it she doesn’t even care for me that way any longer. And for that I am really sorry, because I think what we had as friends was beyond great.”
“Lee, please we can’t…” Maggie pleaded.
“Maggie, I just need to get this off my chest and then I promise I will leave you two alone. I’m sorry I tried to break you two up. If I loved you and I did, I should have wanted what made you happy and not been thinking only of myself. But I was selfish, stupid and cruel. Just like…well, my parents. Things I swore I would never be, but the first time at bat I totally reverted and lost you as a friend in the process. AND! Hurt both of you. I’m sorry, truly, truly sorry and I want to try and make it up to both of you, if you will let me. I have an idea that I think will make you both happy and keep Erica off your backs.”
“And what pray tell would that be,” Bianca asked incredulously.
“I don’t blame you, Bianca, for doubting my sincerity, but this is my plan. Once you hear it, it will be up to the two of you to decide if you feel I am being sincere and if it has merit. I hope you will.”
“What can it hurt, B?” Maggie asked; holding her lover’s hand as she turned to looked at Bianca with her never failing puppy dog eyes.
“Not fair, Stone, you know I can’t resist you or refuse you anything when you look at me like that.” Bianca sighed, then looked from Maggie to Lee and asked her to continue.
“Great. I’m thinking what better way to get you two
married and away from Mommy, then to run off to
“Are you serious?” both Maggie and Bianca said. Shock written all over their faces.
“I’ve never been more serious about anything. I will
be making the trip with you, but with the exception of any help you need to get
the wedding plans taken care of and to witnessing it. You won’t see me at
all. I will be taking my own vacation to get away from school and my life
for a time. I need time to figure out if I will comeback to
“What do you think, B?”
“I’m not sure why, but I believe her,” Bianca whispered to Maggie and then kissed her cheek ever so gently.
“Me too…so what do you think?”
“I like it. I like it a lot,” Bianca said with a huge grin. “Lee, thank you for this gift and for trying to make things right. I know Maggie really valued your friendship and if everything you say is true and you aren’t trying to sucker us with this offer….well then I think if you and Maggie would like to be friends again, I believe I could control my jealous streak long enough to deal with that. But, if I find this is just another stunt I will promise you this. I will beat you to death. Is that clear?”
“
“Good,” Bianca said, extending her hand for Lee to shake. Lee shakes Bianca’s hand and thanked her profusely for this chance to make things right between them.
Maggie sat smiling at her two favorite women and hoped this
really was a new and healthy beginning for the three of them. Something she had hoped only a short time
before. Lee rose from her seat on the couch and put her jacket back on,
getting ready to leave the two lovers for now and begin the process of getting
the three of them out of town and off to
Maggie and Bianca went to stand up to let her out, but she stopped them. “Sit you two, please. I will see myself out. I’m sure you have better things to do then to see me to the door,” Lee said with a wink and a smirk.
“Thanks, Lee,” Maggie said, pulling Bianca closer as B rested her chin on the blonde’s shoulder and held her tight. The two of them smiled at Lee, as she said goodnight let herself out.
“Wow that was a dramatic U-turn you just made,
“Well, like I said, I think she is being sincere and I’m not stupid, Maggie. I can tell you two still care about each other as friends, and if I keep fighting that after she made such a genuine apology and offer, I would only be hurting you and us as a couple. And making you happy is my number one reason for living.”
“And no one does that better then you, my love. Thank you for being so smart and for loving me.”
“My pleasure, Ms Stone.”
The two lovebirds spent the next few hours making love and talking
about their wedding in the City of
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Chapter 24
WARNING: This chapter is NC-17...you should either be 17 or 18
before you read any further. Some of it may be offensive...if you are offended
by it or under 17...do not read any further.
This chapter
contains graphic sexual content between two women and strong adult
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Lee really came through for Bianca and me. It took her only 2 days, with her connections, to get little old me a passport. She and B of course already had a current one, being the world travelers. After all they have the money to do that, unlike the rest of us mere mortals. Hey, I’m not trying to sound bitter or jealous here; it just is what it is. But I have to say, having a rich friend and girl friend can make anything possible. I am one lucky slob and I know it, but I will be even happier when I can earn my own money and contribute and not just enjoy the benefits that come with theirs. I’m not a slacker and never want to be anyone’s kept woman, not even B’s.
Bianca, Lee and I whisked off to Gay Paris, making
The three of us had a great flight out on the private jet. If you have to fly it is truly the only way to go. Lee and B did all they could to take my mind off the whole “this is my first flight” and “look how freakin’ high we are” anxieties that lasted for much of the flight. I don’t think poor Bianca was able to get real feeling back in her one hand for several days, what with me latched to her hand with the now famous Stone Death Grip, as it will forever be known. The good news is it wasn’t her right hand, if you know what I mean. Hell, no way I would do anything to cripple those puppies. Oh, and incase you are wondering, it’s a big honkin’ yes to did B and I join the mile high club question you might be asking yourselves. Woo freakin’ Hoo baby!!! Do you really think we would pass on something like that, I think not. We felt bad subjecting poor Lee to the sound effects, but as she so apply pointed out, it wasn’t the first time we had treated her to that ordeal, but she did hope it was the last. I know we’re bad, but hey who wouldn’t have done the same thing?
The biggest surprise to date for me is how well Lee and Bianca have hit it off as well as they have, but I should have remembered what a forgiving and generous woman my B is. I think after all Lee has done for us, both B and I are convinced she really is our friend now and the past is just the past. I, for one, have to say, thank the Lord, because Lee makes a really great friend for both Bianca and I, and we can use all the friends we can get. As for Lee, I really think Bianca and I are the first people to treat her like a real person and not just some rich bitch. And I know that means more to her then even she would say out loud. She seems more at ease and happy each time we see her.
The three of us have been in
Bianca and I are having fun seeing Paris and lots of each other, “lots” of each other. For right now my sexy Bianca is taking a nap. I think I wore her out, with too much of Maggie the Stallion. But I don’t think I will be hearing any complaints when she wakes up.
While Bianca was napping, I called Lee to see how she was doing? She had intimated she met someone a few days ago and they were spending a lot of time together. Leave it to Lee to bag some European chick in record time, but Bianca and I couldn’t be happier for her. Secretly I think Bianca is feeling relieved, but that’s cool. Both Lee and I get that and neither of us wants Bianca to feel any threat from her in anyway. As for Lee’s new woman, all we know about this chick is she is older and a very successful business woman…oh and fucking hot according to Lee. Like that’s a surprise. She said she wants us to meet her on Sunday, when we are planning to meet for brunch and discuss the latest details of the wedding. I keep forgetting to ask Lee what her lady’s name is, and she hasn’t mentioned it. I’m so bad with names; even if she had I know I would have forgotten it by now. But Bianca keeps asking me, she’s anal like that about some things, but I love her anyway. Oh and for the record, let me tell you, that ain’t “all” she is anal about, if you catch my drift. *smirks* Which reminds me, I think I’m going to go wake my angel and see if she is up for our next round. God I hope so, my entire body is on over drive, and as the English say, I could sure use a good shag about now. You’ve just got to love the Europeans and all their quaint expressions. Bianca Montgomery, ready or not here comes your little stud muffin, tally ho!
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As I enter our bedroom, drop my robe and I notice my love
muffin is still asleep, so I decide to go for the stealthy approach, in waking
her up. Bianca is under the one top
sheet and lying flat on her back in the middle of our huge King bed, making
this a simple approach. So I kneel
quietly at the foot of the bed, lift the top sheet and crawl under it,
positioning myself to Bianca’s left side.
I begin with a gentle touch of my fingers, lightly stroking her
beautiful bare pussy lips. Oh, did I
forget to mention, that one of the new things we have come to enjoy, since we
arrived in
My humble ministrations are having the desired effect on B, as she begins to part her legs for me, but remains in dreamland. My skills have produced a very happy grin, I might add, on her sweet face. So I slowly move back off the bed and position my upper body between her legs as my legs dangle over the edge. Note, not the most comfortable of positions I must admit, but well worth a little discomfort for now. Thank the Gods I’m short.
I blow a few warm soothing breaths over her lips and then begin what I like to call my slow kitty licks. Bianca really enjoys those, and so do I. Tasting Bianca is always a pleasure for me. And as she begins to rock and writhe against my tongue, it makes my heart swell. She’s beginning to moan now as I increase the depth and intensity of my strokes. Her right hand reaches out for my head and pushes me closer to her very wet core now. Something tells me she’s awake and I expect her first orgasm should be arriving soon.
“Damn Maggie, you really know how to wake a girl…….Fuck!” she yells as I begin to suck on her swollen clit and shake my head from side to side to really drive her crazy. To bring her over, I thrust two then three fingers into her pussy over and over again, and drive her straight to heaven.
“YES, YES, and YES!!!!!!!!” she screams, as her juices flow and I proceed to lap up her afternoon treat for me. She’s breathing a little better now and stroking my hair. “Stop sweetie, there is such a thing as enough, you know,” she says as we smile at each other. I crawl up over her luscious body and move in for a kiss.
“No such thing, my love,” I say with my trademark Stone smirk and kiss her long and hard.
She breaks our kiss and gives me the Bianca raised brow. “Might be true for you stud muffin, but I am only human, and you keep pushing my limits…God bless you my little perv.”
“I’m only too happy to help, sweetie, only too happy to help. So did you have a good nap?”
“Yes, baby, but I have to say the wakeup call was even better then the nap.”
“Glad to hear it. So when do you think you will be rested enough to give your little Stallion a ride? I have moist parts that are in serious need of Bianca attention,” I say with a mock pout, as I lie on my side and play with myself, knowing all to well how hot that makes her.
“Ah, my poor baby needs attention,”
I shake my head yes, while doubling my pouty, helpless look. “Can you help a girl out, B?”
“Oh I think I can muster some strength, for my sexy, horny puppy. But first I want to see you come by yourself. After all you seem to be doing a wonderful job of sexual solitaire and you know how hot I get watching you.”
“You want a taste, sweetie,” I ask, offering her my fingers coated in her and my juices.
“Always,” she says, grabbing my wrist and begins to devour my very happy digits.
“Mmmmmmm, oh baby, that’s a damn fine start, B. Can I make a request as well?”
She can’t really answer now because she’s doing that “thing” with her tongue and mouth that drives me crazy. And if she isn’t careful I’m going to cum just from this. But then she stops, smiles and lets my hand go. “What do you want, Mags?” she’s smirking from the effect she has on me and waits for my answer. But I need brain function to remember what I was going to ask.
“Huh, what B?”
“You wanted something from me, baby, what is it?”
The fog begins to clear and I remember now what I wanted. “Mmmm, oh right, I want you to play with yourself too, baby, and come with me.”
“I think that can be arranged, you horn dog you,” she says with a wink.
“Oh like you aren’t, “Miss I can’t get enough” Bianca Montgomery,”
She smacks my knee with that one, but we both know I’m
right. Hell, this trip to
We both lie on our sides facing each other, one leg bent at the knee and we begin to stroke our very wet pussies. It’s like something out of one of our porno DVD’s Bianca lets us watch when she is feeling frisky and more then a little naughty. Times when we both need more of a hard fuck and less of the romance kind of night, after all you’ve got to love a sex life with variety.
We mirror each other’s moves as the sexual tension builds. She pinches one of her tits and rubs it as I do the same to mine. She strokes her clit with her thumb and buries her middle finger into her core, I follow suit then I up the stakes and shove another finger inside me as well. She raises the stakes again and pumps three fingers in her hole, moaning and increasing the pace, I smile and stop fucking myself just long enough to pull my fingers out and lick the cum off of them one at a time, never taking my eyes off of hers. Then I shove all four fingers back in and she winks at me and does the same. We both are covered in sweat now and writhing like wild animals, so fucking close to cuming it’s almost painful. Then Bianca reaches out with her free hand for mine and we link our fingers, threading them like an iron vice as we build off of one another’s sexual climb.
“Now, Maggie,” she begs, with her voice and body, her hand gripping even tighter now.
“Oh God, B,” is all I can muster as both of our dams begin to burst, breathing rushed, hearts pounding, pussies pulsing and gushing over our fingers. After the last shudder, we both collapse into each others arms, our naked sweat covered bodies pressed tightly against each other and we stay like that till heart rates and breathing return to normal.
I lean back just enough so I can plant a few kisses on Bianca’s neck as we both recoup, and whisper in her little ear, “So, what do you want to do next, baby?”
“Good God Maggie, you can’t be serious?” she answered, pulling back to look me in the eye.
Giving her my best puppy dog pout, I responded, “But you said your were going to give your little Stallion a ride,”
“Yes, yes I did. And I never break my promises.” She said taking a deep breath and brushing a few damp loose hairs out of my eyes. “Just give me a minute, I need to use the bathroom oh “insatiable one,” she said, winking at me as she then crawled her way off the bed, me smacking her sweet ass as she did, and then she sauntered to the bathroom. Fortunately we have two bathrooms in this luxury suite, Lee procure for us. I ran to the other one and took care of business as well.
When I returned to our room, Bianca was already on the bed with several of our “toys” lying on the bed in front of her.
“Choose your weapons, dear,” she said, with and evil glint in her eye. It was clear to me she had recouped as well and was more then ready for another round. And I was in for one heck of a ride.
“Hmmm, well I want “that” one and I want “this”,”
“No, Maggie, I don’t think I can do that yet. You know I’m afraid of hurting you.”
“Bianca, please, we’ve been through this, I’m telling you, you won’t, but you know if I am wrong you know I’ll ask you to stop. Please baby, I really want this. I want to experience the same orgasmic rush you have when I do it for you.”
“Fine, but only if you promise. It would kill me Maggie if I injured you in any way.”
“I promise and you won’t, and to make sure we will use lots of this as well. Ok?” I said, pointing to the strawberry lube.
“Ok, Mary Margaret,”
“Don’t pout sweetie, everything will be fine, better then fine it’s going to be great, you’ll see,” I said lifting her sweet face to mine and kissing those lips of hers, one little kiss at time. Then I smiled at her and moved to the center of the bed and got on my hands and knees with my back facing her.
“You want this from behind, baby,” she asked with her shy voice.
“For sure, B, you know I will be able to open up more if we do it this way.”
“Damn Maggie, I’m not feeling all frisky now, just worried.”
I couldn’t blame her, after all this discussion I wasn’t either so I needed to take matters into my own hands and get Bianca and I back in the game.
“Come here baby,” I said, as I turned to face her. “Lie down for me, please,”
She did, and then I asked her to eat me, planting my pussy over her eager face. Knowing this is one of the top 3 positions Bianca likes me in and would keep me there for hours if I let her. She was grinning now, grabbing by thighs and planting her lips securely around my lips, working her oral magic as only B can.
I knew this would get her all hot and ready for what I really wanted and it would get my juices flowing, my muscles relaxed and ready for my first fisting. That’s right, though Bianca has enjoyed fistings from me many, many times I have never been able to convince her that she won’t hurt me if she does it to me. I know she won’t because, well you see I’ve never told her, but Jamie was hung like a fucking horse and if I could take him, I sure as hell can take whatever B has too offer. But you can see why I would never use that as an argument with Bianca.
I ride Bianca’s magical mouth while I rub my tits and feel my pussy getting wetter by the minute. She just started suckling my clit when I know it’s now or never.
“Baby, that’s enough,” I tell her. She looks up with a confused look on her face, knowing I haven’t cum yet. But I lean down and kiss her forehead before I crawl off my lady.
“I’m ready baby, please,” I beg her, kneeling to her side know and reaching out for her hand to help her up.
“Are you sure?” she asked, as she takes my hand and rises to kneel beside me.
“Yes, lover,” I smile and kiss her long and hard. Then I wink at her and get on my hands and knees. “Do your stuff, B, make me cum like a rocket.”
That seems to get her in the mood even more as she moves up behind me, grabbing the strawberry lube palming a generous amount into her hand and goes to work. She’s always told me how great this lube feels when I use it on her during anal sex, but this is my first time with the stuff and when she takes two of her fingers and starts to spread it around inside of my already wet core, the heat from the lube makes my whole body tingle.
“Fuck, B, I see why you like this shit so much. Makes you feel all rummy inside.”
“Yes it does, wait till you see what it feels like on other spots too,” she says, snickering as she now applies some to my clit.
“Oh MAN! We’ve got to buy larger quantities of this stuff,” I yell, realizing this is going to become a staple of ours from now on. I shiver and shake as she slabs and dabs more of the lube in and around my folds and clit. Then she goes for my other requested area for the night. She is going to use her long thin anal vibrator on me too for the first time, so I can enjoy double penetration. This is a major fantasy I have been beggin’ of her for days now and I can’t believe it is going to finally happen. She rubs some lube around the outside first, of my starfish, and then she pulls my cheeks apart like I do hers and squirts lube inside of me.
“Fuck, B, you are going to make me cum,” I whine, I don’t want to cum yet, but all this probing in new places with new things is making me hot.
“Go ahead baby, you’re the queen of multiple “O’s” I know you can handle it,” She says with a smirk. And damn she’s right. Then she sticks two of her lubed up fingers deep into my back door hole spreading the lube around in circles and I cum just enough to relieve the pressure.
Bianca laugh’s asking if I feel better. “Yeah,” I say, “But don’t you dare stop.”
She’s got a lubed up thumb buried in my pussy and two fingers shoved up my ass. So I tell her it’s now or never and bring on the big guns so she does.
She starts with the anal vibrator and pushes it in a little bit at a time, being this is my first time with it. But she’s got me so lubed up and worked up I tell her to shove that fucker up my ass all the way and stop toying with me. Ok, I get a little bossy when I’m in the mood for a hard fuck, but I know Bianca understands that, hell she gets the same way, trust me. The woman can be a fucking animal in bed.
She does as ordered and turns the vibrator on low. My body is aching and rocking for major attention, as the sweat runs off me in waves. Then I can hear her take more lube and I know she is getting her hand reading for the next attack.
“Come on Bianca, Fuck me, please! I need you now baby!”
She flips the switch on the vibrator to medium now and then I feel her insert two of her fingers into my pussy, pumping them in and out slowly at first. The heat from the additional lube making my juices run more and my muscles relax. Bianca hears my moans and she knows I need more, so she adds the third finger, picking up speed as she does. We’re in total sync now, my body thrusting against her every move. My lungs feel like their on fire, I’m breathing harder then I ever have, but I love every feeling my body is experiencing and nothing is going to make me stop. “More!” I beg and she shoves the fourth finger in, pumping long hard strokes and asking me how I am.
“Fuck me, baby, just fuck me!”
And she does, she ramps everything in to high gear including the vibrator, shoving it in just a little more, then she takes her cum soaked fingers and forms that beautiful fist I have been waiting for and shoves it straight into my pussy, but stops as she feels the pop of it first breaking through the muscles and my gasp as she gets it all in.
“OMG!” I yell, “Don’t Fucking stop now, PLEASE B,” I beg as I turn and beg with my eyes as well. I’m there and ready and I need her to fuck the hell out of me.
She nods as she realizes I’m ok and there’s no turning back now. She’s been here and I know she knows what I need. Her left hand grabs onto my hip to give her leverage, as she forces her fist and arm back and forth with as much force as she can muster in my pussy, aiming for my g-sport to add that final wondrous touch to make me cum like a fucking rocket. And I do.
My entire body shot up when her fist hit my g-spot the first time and each time after that. I howled like a freakin’ animal. I swear the windows vibrated and shook as I came over and over. Bianca wanted to stop, but I clamped my muscles down on her hand and keep her there till I couldn’t remain kneeling any longer, collapsed and blacked out just as Bianca had done, the first time I had done this to her.
When I came to, Bianca had my head resting on her lap and she was stroking my sweat drenched locks, whispering how much she loved me, over and over. I mustered what little strength I had left and smiled up at her, “thank you baby,” was all I could say and then I closed my eyes and went back to sleep.
When I woke up hours later, Bianca was deep asleep. I took a much needed bath for about an hour and drank lots of water as well. Then I sat beside my girl and watched her sleep. Drifting off myself with a very contented smile on my face. I was good to be me. I was content in the knowledge I had the best and most wonderful lover in the world and she would always be mine.
TBC
Stephanie aka The Diva
Chapter 25 Rings and things Part A (Rated R for now)
Maggie’s POV:
Bianca and I ran up and down the streets of
“What’s wrong, Shorty?” Bianca smirked.
“Can’t…breathe…” I choked out.
“Where’s all that “Stone stamina” I keep hearing about?” she said with a wink.
I smacked her arm and answered back, “back in our bed, lover, I think you sucked it out of me with that last bout this morning”
“Ewww, Maggie, must you be so…descriptive?” Bianca cried, smacking me back as she blushed.
“Hey, don’t blame me, you’re the one with the
She then grabbed me and kissed my puckered lips with the last few breaths we both had left. Stopping finally for air and collapsing on the bench standing next to us.
She pulled me towards her, with my back pressed against her wondrous breasts, her chin resting on my shoulder.
“Love you,” she said
“Love you more,” I answered back, drawing circles with my finger tips over the backs of her hands as she held me.
We sat like that for awhile, drinking the day in and the
love we felt for each other. I felt like
I must be dreaming. I was really in the City of
“Ready for some shopping now, baby?”
“Sure, B, how about you?”
“Yes, I see one of the jewelry stores across the street that Lee suggested. I say we go and see what they have in rings. Unless you want to split up and go to different stores and surprise one another later with our choices.”
“No, I want you to pick out what you want, Bianca. I would hate to get the wrong thing and you would never tell me and hate it forever.”
“Maggie, I could never hate anything you choose for me, let alone my wedding ring. It would come from that amazing heart of yours and that would make me love it all the more.”
I broke from her hold and turned to face her, but she had left me speechless. So I just leaned in and kissed those sweet lips, cradling her face with my hands. Then I stopped and pressed my forehead to hers and whispered,
“Your too good for me, Bianca Montgomery, but I promise I’ll spend a life time trying to be worthy of your love.”
“You already are, Maggie, you already are.” Then she pulled back and smiled that Bianca smile and said, “plus you are my very own little stud muffin, wild stallion and energizer bunny all wrapped up into one adorable little package. Now come with me, we have wedding rings to buy.” She said, grabbing my hand as we ran to the store.
We spent over and hour looking at rings, rings and more freaking rings, but nothing we saw really felt like the ones. Then the owner said he had some new wedding bands in the back, which he thought might be what we were looking for. As we waited, I asked B if she wanted a traditional diamond engagement ring.
“Why baby, do you want one?”
“No B, that isn’t why I asked, I’m not really into the diamond scene. Our wedding band is really all I want. But I feel bad I never gave you an engagement ring. I know you love fancy jewelry like that and you should have one. But I don’t really have the money now,” I hung my head as I said that, ashamed once again, being the one in this relationship with no money to speak of, to do nice things for my girl.
She took my chin in her hand, raised my head and looked lovingly into my eyes, as only Bianca could. “You, Margaret Mary Stone, are the only diamond I need in my life, now and always. You hear me mister?”
“Yes Boss,” I said, loving her more with every word from those lips. “You always make me feel better,”
“That’s my job, sweetie.” She said with a smile and a wink, just as we heard the store owner clear his throat to get our attention.
“Here you are, ladies, I have a feeling these will be to your liking,” he said as he held out what would indeed prove to be just what we had been looking and hoping for. Two gorgeous platinum wedding bands with gold filigree work etched into them forming a delicate looking vine circling the band.
“I’ve never seen anything like this,” Bianca said. I nodded my head in agreement and reached for one of the rings, placing it on Bianca’s ring finger. It slipped on with such ease you would have thought it had been made for her. She then took the other and placed it on mine as well, and it too fit like a dream. We both smiled at each other and said, “We’ll take them,” as we held each others hands, grinning from ear to ear at the poor store owner.
“Wonderful,” he said. “But don’t you want to know what they cost first? They aren’t cheap,” he said with a little concern.
I pulled my hands away and started to take the ring off, when Bianca stopped me.
“The cost doesn’t matter, sir, these rings may not be cheap, but neither is our love and no cost is too great for this woman,” she stated firmly, taking my face in her strong hands and making it clear there would be no more discussion about this. These were our bands till death do us part she whispered to me.
I nodded to B and stepped back as she handed the owner her card to pay for our rings. He returned them to their boxes, put them in a bag and said he was sorry if he offended us and wished us much happiness. Bianca thanked him, and then took my arm and we left the store.
Bianca knew I was depressed, but she wasn’t going to let the man ruin what had been a glorious day.
“Maggie look, an ice cream shop. We need to celebrate finding our rings and I think large quantities of ice cream are what is called for. What do you say?”
I was being a royal stick in the mud, and I didn’t respond to her question. I didn’t want to be sad, but the guy just pushed all my buttons. So B brought out the big guns.
“I’ll let you eat my cherry, if you let me eat yours,” she said with the huskiest voice I ever heard from her lips, when not having sex. That got my attention and then some, I looked up and she had the evilest look in her smiling eyes.
“So, what’s it going to be Stone, sulking on the promenade or lots of oral gratification?” her sexy left eyebrow rose just to make her point.
“Fuckin’ A, baby, but we are getting that ice cream and
“cherries” to go sister,” I said, grabbing her hand this time and dragging her
as fast as I could to our new destination.
As the poor
TBC with Part B
Stephanie aka The Diva
I know most of you thought I was going to give you another hot and heavy chapter with the ladies, but alas that was and is not the plan. But fear not, they will be in the sack again in the future, but now on with our story. After all this isn’t a PWP. LOL
Chapter 25 Rings and things Part B (Rated R for now For Adult Language)
Bianca’s POV:
Maggie, my sexy little stud muffin, is fast asleep and snoring up a storm in the bedroom. Normally I would be snuggled and wrapped around her after some truly magnificent love making, but I needed to take care of some business, so alas I am sitting on the sofa trying to reach our friend Lee. And finally she picks up her cell phone.
“Lee it’s Bianca, do you have a few minutes I need to go over a few things with you?”
“Yeah, B, I don’t have to meet my lady till dinner. I was just relaxing and reading my afternoon away.”
“Sounds nice,” I said, trying to remember the last time I had an opportunity to read for fun.
“It’s ok, Lord knows there are other things I wish I was doing, but my gal is doing that “work” thing.” She said with a deep sigh.
“Ah, poor baby, you found yourself a working woman. Not a trust fund baby like you to play the days away,” I said with a smirk. Thanking TPTB and Lee for giving Maggie and me this time to frolic and play, instead of working and studying our days away.
“This coming from a trust fund baby,” she snarked back.
“Yes,
but I do work, Ms Lazybones, just not while I’m here in
“Ok, you win; you are the better and nobler trust fund child then I. Now why did you call, oh noble one, or was it just to bust my chops?” she answered, with a laugh.
“Sorry, Lee, I couldn’t resist. But as to my original reason for this call. It’s something I need you to do for Maggie, if you have the time.”
“Anything, you know that B,”
“Great, I need you to take her wedding dress shopping tomorrow. We don’t want to see each other’s dresses until that day, so we won’t be able to do the shopping together, like we did today for the rings.”
“Well sure Bianca, you know I can do that. But why does Mags need a sitter. Surely she can do shopping on her own.”
“It’s because something happened today at the jewelry store, and it’s made her really sensitive and upset.”
“What the hell happened, B?”
“Well first it was all good, no better then good, we found the perfect wedding bands, told the owner we would take them. And instead of just selling us the rings, he asked if we wanted to know how much they cost, because they were very expensive. I guess he thought we didn’t have the money to cover the cost. So Maggie took the ring off and was going to give it back to him, when I stopped her. I told him she was worth any price and I paid for the rings. But the damage was already done. He made her feel guilty for wanting them. You know how upset she gets when she can’t afford to give me things for now. So I’ve been trying to cheer her up all afternoon.”
“God, poor Maggie, I know how she tends to obsess about the money situation. I just wish she could get past that, as I am sure you do as well.”
“Yes indeed, but you know with her past, and my Mother calling her a gold-digger, etc it seems like life is always throwing it in her face. And I am afraid, when she goes dress shopping, something might happen as well and I don’t want her to be alone.”
“I
get it and of course I will go with her. Tell her I will pick her up at
“Thanks Lee, I really appreciate this.”
“No problem, Bianca, I’m happy to help.”
“So, are we still on for the big meet with your new hot honey for Sunday Brunch?” I asked, wanting to change the subject.
“You bet, we can discuss the details when I see you both tomorrow.”
“Are you going to tell us any more about her, like her name, before we meet her?”
“Bianca, please don’t start, I’m just afraid of saying to much and jinxing it, you know? Everything has been going so well with us, and her last relationship ended really badly. I’m just afraid if I talk too much about her before you meet her, something bad will happen and she will dump me. I know it’s stupid, but there it is.”
“I understand, Lee, don’t sweat it. So all we do know for now is she is a successful business woman in her early to mid 30’s,”
“Yep, and she’s hot and with Leeeeeeeegs for days. She’s going to tower over poor Mags. Oh and she has the sexiest accent and voice you’ve ever heard, B. It makes me wet just to hear her.”
“Damn, Lee, if I didn’t know better I would swear you are dating my ex,” I said with a laugh. “She sounds just like her.”
“Really?
Bianca that would be crazy, millions of people in
“Not likely, but I have to say I’ve been thinking she sure sounds like Lena Kundera.”
I hear nothing but silence from Lee, and I think her cell phone has gone out on me. “Lee, are you there?”
“Lee, did your cell phone die or what?” I yell into the phone.
“Bianca… I didn’t…I had no idea…”
“You didn’t what?”
“
“Shit,
this can’t be happening. Maggie is going to freak. Wait maybe she just has the
same name. Is she from
“Yes,” she says, with barely a whisper.
“Did she mention that her Mother Paulina passed recently?” I asked, hoping against hope she said no.
“Yes, we talked about her a lot. She was really close to her…so Bianca, you were the one that broke her heart and left her for another woman?”
“Oh God…it’s really her. Lee we can’t do this. Maggie and I can’t meet her.”
“Can’t meet who, B?” Maggie asked, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes and standing in the door way, naked as the day she was born.
“Shit….I have to go Lee. We’ll talk more tomorrow when you get here. Oh and Lee, I believe you about not knowing.” I whispered.
“I really, really didn’t Bianca. This is so fucked up.”
“We’ll work it out tomorrow. Please don’t say anything to…her till we talk, ok?”
“OK, later B,” she said, before hanging up.
Maggie comes over and wraps her svelte little body around mine as I hang up the phone.
“You left me all alone to call Lee, what kind of girl friend are you?” she whispers in my ear.
All I can do is moan, as I feel the ever present warm tingle running through me, when she speaks to me in that throaty tone.
“So what are you and Lee planning, baby?” she ask, hugging me even tighter.
“Hmmm?”
“Something about not meeting someone. Were you two talking about her new girl friend?”
“Kinda,”
“She doesn’t want us to meet her? Hell, they didn’t break up already, did they?”
“No, no break up, just a wee bit of a problem. But I don’t want to talk about Lee and her problems; I want to snuggle with my sweetie.” I say, turning to kiss Maggie and end this conversation, before it gets any deeper.
Maggie pulls away from me and shoots a death glare in my direction.
“Bianca, what aren’t you telling me? You are a terrible liar and I know you’re keeping something from me, so talk.”
“OK, but you have to promise me you won’t get all upset when I do?”
“Bianca, I am already getting upset, just tell me,” she says, hands on her hips and her glower only getting more intense.
I reach out for her hand; she hesitates for moment and then takes it. I lead us both over to the sofa and sit us down.
“Here baby,” I go to put a blanket over her shoulders. “Don’t want you getting cold.”
“Please stop stalling B, you’re scaring me,”
“You’re
right, ok here it is. Lee is coming over tomorrow morning around
“Who
the hell would you and I know in
“No fucking way!!!!!” she shouted, springing up from the sofa as she began to pace around the room.
“Way,” was all I said, watching her stew.
Finally
she stopped, turned and shouted at me, “
I nodded my head yes, waiting for the rest of the fallout.
“
“Yes,
baby,
She said nothing, drew back from me, and then stormed off into the bedroom without another word. I considered going after her, but thought I should give her sometime to digest what had just happened first.
Ten minutes later she stormed out of the bedroom, dressed in jeans and a long sleeve shirt, carrying her leather jacket. She wouldn’t even look at me as she stormed out of the room, over to the hotel door and left, slamming the door as she exited. A chill ran through my entire body, the slamming door sound repeating in my ears as I looked over in shock at the door.
I didn’t think it was possible, but Lena Kundera was still complicating my life and she didn’t even know I was here. Karma was coming back big time for Maggie and me. And I was biting us in the ass.
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Maggie’s POV:
Hell
it’s our own damn fault, B and I should have remembered
I
need a fucking drink, and after walking the streets for about an hour I see a dark
secluded bar down an alley. I go inside and hush my mouth if it isn’t a
Lesbian bar. Shit, I hope
“Quel est votre poison, bonbon?” the tall blonde bartender asked, with a leering smile.
Oh great, I got some French bitch hitting on me, so what I don’t need right now. I hope Scotch is something she understands, because I need a huge one. And B isn’t here to order for me. But her money is, I took some when I stormed out of the hotel suite. I figure she can yell at me later for that.
“Scotch,” I say, trying not to make too
much eye contact with her. “
“Oui, lots of Scotch for the little American blonde,” she says, with a thick French accent and a wink. She turns to make my drink and I pray she leaves me alone once she brings it.
“Here, little one, a double to help you drown your troubles.” She says, placing my choice of poison in front of me.
“Thanks,” I say with a nod, still trying not to give her any encouragement. She seems to take the hint, smiles, and nods and walks over to the only other customer seated at the other end of the bar. They are both looking at me and whispering, god knows what, in French about me. And I so don’t care.
I wrap both hands around my drink and just stare at the brown liquid, looking for some kind of answers. Shit, I’ve turned into my Mother, and I feel a wave of nausea skip over me with that lovely thought. Fuck it, I need this and if it makes me the Stone loser everyone things I am, then fine.
I take my first swig of the amber liquid
and it slides down like an old, warm friend. God I had forgotten how much I
love this stuff. I haven’t gotten drunk since…I can’t remember, but I
suddenly flash back to my birthday when I first came to
I down the rest of my drink and slam the glass onto the counter, to get Blondie’s attention. I play with the empty glass, until she hands me another one. I nod and whisper thanks, and before she can make it back to her friend, I finish the next one, slamming the glass back down.
“Bartender, give me a bottle, and I can save you running back and forth all night,” I shout out to her. I close my eyes and revel in the warm rush these two drinks are sending through my body, my head swimming just enough to begin to almost make me forget why I came here.
“Your bottle, little one,”
I hear the bottle touch the wooden bar, I
open my eyes to find Blondie and her friend have moved down here to join me it
seems. I smile my best Stone smile at both of them.
“Care to join me ladies, Maggie Stone is buyin’,” I say, waving my arms like the drunk jerk I am.
“I can’t, against the rules,” the bartender says with her best smile. But she ever so kindly pours me another double and one for the redhead; whose name I am told is Brigit.
“What’s her name, this woman who has broken your heart, little one,” Brigit asked.
“
“Ah, she is the “other” woman then?”
“Fuckin’ A, sister, the “other” woman. May she rot in hell.”
“And what of your woman, the one you
love, but loves this
I downed another double, just as she asked her question and I almost coughed it up.
“Bianca doesn’t love her. Not any more,
but we found out today she is here in
“But if your Bianca doesn’t love her, where is the problem?” Blondie asked, as she poured me yet another drink.
“Well…I’m not…hey whose side are you guys on?” I barked, after all I was buying the drinks here. And I sure as hell wasn’t looking for freakin’ logic in this self pitying moment in my life.
“Yours, little one,” Brigit answered, realizing arguing with a depressed, drunk was a huge waste of time.
“Damn, right, girl friend. Pour her another, Blondie, this woman understands my pain.”
Out of my ever growing drunker stupor, I see them give each other a knowing look and then wait for me to make my next profound statement.
“Chicks,” I said shaking my head, “shouldn’t it be easier to deal with a woman in a relationship, when you are a woman too? I mean really, it should be a piece of cake, but Noooooo it’s all complicated and fucked up. Why is that, B?” I ask Brigit, half lying on the bar now, as I look into her eyes as if she is some kind of soothsayer and will give me the answers I need.
“Sorry, little one, but the women, they are very complicated and make us, how you say, “nuts.” We none of us have the answer, my dear.” She states with a sad smile, touching my arm as she does.
“Well that just sucks, B,” I say.
“Oui, little one, it sucks.”
The three of us sat there for hours, discussing love, life and I think soccer at some point, but I’m a little foggy about that. Once Brigit and I finished two bottles of Scotch, Blondie put both of us in a cab to go home. Brigit had the cab take me to my hotel first, and then she walked me up to my suite. The two of us tried to get the door open with the electronic key, but after much whispering, laughter and falling against the door and each other, we found ourselves falling flat onto the floor once Bianca opened the door for us. Brigit and I then burst into uncontrollable hysterics, seeing the very disgusted look on Bianca’s face.
“She is pissed, my little one, I think you will be in dog house tonight,”
“I think you’re right, B...Brigit. I am how you say “FUCKED” I said trying not to laugh, but losing the battle.
And then Bianca took Brigit by the ear and pulled her up off the floor and threw her ass out, with Brigit screaming out in pain all the way.
“Damn B, that wasn’t very nice, after all
she got me home just for you,” I said, lying on the floor staring at my very
pissed off girl friend who was now walking away in silence, slamming the
bedroom door and, oh shit, is that a lock I just heard? Yep, I am in the
dog house for sure and sleeping on the couch. It just keeps getting
better and better.
TBC with Part C
Stephanie
aka The Diva
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Chapter
25 Rings and things Part C (Rated R for language)
Maggie’s
POV:
Its morning, I can tell from the distant annoying sound of the garbage trucks outside. My head and stomach are competing for most unhappy status, but I am trying to ignore both as I pull myself into an even tighter fetal pose. Then my body shudders when I hear what sounds like pounding.
“MAGGIE, MAGGIE STONE, OPEN THE DAMN DOOR NOW!!!!”
“What the Hell?” I think. Either I was having a nightmare, or someone was pounding on our hotel door and screaming my name. I didn’t care which, I just prayed for it to stop. I pulled the couch pillows over my head, trying to dull the noise and the pain.
Eventually screaming stopped and now I heard muffled voices, what sounded like a door closing and then blessed silence. Just as I began to think it indeed had all been a dream and I was slowly drifting off again, my pillows were rudely yanked from my hands, sunlight hit me smack in the face and two very angry women were standing over me, yelling in unison for me to get up.
“Look what you’ve done!” Lee shouted, throwing a newspaper at me, before I had a chance to even sit up.
“Chill, Lee,” I tried to choke out, waiting for my voice to work, but it was dryer then dirt.
“Water,” I begged, pointing to my throat and looking at them with pleading eyes. Trying desperately to block the sun out with the paper Lee had tossed at me.
Bianca shook her head and headed for the bathroom, I hoped for some water and aspirin, while Lee slumped onto the couch with me, forcing my legs off the couch and me into a semi upright position.
“Jesus, Lee, what is your trauma?” I grumbled.
“You are, Stone, but until you get your water and pain pills, I can see there is no point going into it.” She huffed at me, crossing her arms and scowling in my general direction.
I had no clue what bug had crawled up her ass, and I wasn’t in any condition to really care. I knew Bianca was going to be more then I could handle, considering the state I was in, so ignoring Lee seemed the best course of action for now.
Bianca returned and I stared at her with one eye opened, the other fighting me to stay closed and protected from the damn sunlight. I put the paper down as Bianca handed me a glass of water and 3 pills. I would have opted for 4, but I wasn’t going to push my luck. I mustered a faint smile and thanks, took my medicine, a couple of deep breaths and finally got my eyes adjusted to the freakin’ sunshine, bursting through the hotel suite windows.
“Ok, so which one of you wants to go first in ripping me a new one? I already know why B’s pissed, but I haven’t clue what’s got you so jacked, Lee.”
I see Lee looking at Bianca and indicating she can go first, being she is the girl friend/fiancé. But Bianca says nothing.
Don’t think I haven’t noticed; even in my “morning after state,” that Bianca has yet to say word one to me. She doesn’t look as though she is going to change that anytime soon. Instead she pulls up a chair from the dinning table and sits across from Lee and me, with her arms folded across her chest.
“Fine,” Lee says with disgust. Picking up the paper again and holding it up with the front page facing me.
“Focus and “Read it” Stone and explain!” she shrieks at me.
My eyes begin to focus on what looks like individual photos
of Bianca,
“Holy Fuck!”I yelled, and immediately regret it, my head now throbbing.
“Where…how?” I struggle to ask, but I can’t wrap my brain around any of this.
“Ah, at last Ms. Stone is on the same page as the rest of us,” Lee says, with a sneer.
I continue to read the article and realize why Lee is as pissed as Bianca right now. It seems Brigit was…is a reporter and published my drunken ramblings in her French rag of a paper. She goes into great detail about one Lena Kundera and her involvement in the lives of one Mary Margaret Stone and Bianca Christine Montgomery; each of us coming out in a less then favorable light.
Then something mundane occurs to me and I ask Lee why is this piece of crap in English? She tells me this “rag” publishes both English as well as a French version, for the pleasure of the reading public.
I set the paper down and do the only thing I can, apologize and hang my head in shame.
“I’m so sorry, I had no idea…I just went to get drunk…I didn’t know she…”
“Sorry! Maggie, do you have any idea what you have
done?
“This could cost
“I’m sorry, but I had no idea. I just thought she was some chick in a bar, willing to listen to me go on about my problems. I didn’t know.”
“Well that’s just not good enough, Maggie.”
“Well, what would you have me do, Lee?” I shout, as I make the mistake to stand up, trying to make my point. But all I succeed in doing is make myself want to vomit. So I run to the bathroom, and pray I get there before I lose it.
I kneel at the porcelain shrine and hear Lee and Bianca discussing the mess we are all in.
“Lee, sit down, please. Pacing isn’t going to help matters.” I hear Bianca say.
“Bianca, you don’t understand, I don’t think I am ever going
to see
Bianca takes Lee into her arms and hugs her, and then she leads them both to the couch where she puts her arm around Lee’s shoulders and holds her till she calms down.
“I understand, Lee, but
Lee smiles back and says, “You know, you’re probably right.”
I hear them both snicker about this and think; hell, maybe I won’t be hung by my feet out the windows, by both of them, before the day is out. Then I can feel them standing behind me.
“So Stone are you coming up for air anytime soon?” Lee asked.
“I think I’m safer in here for now, thanks,” I whisper into the bowl.
And they both say nothing, close the bathroom door and leave me to my own misery.
Bianca’s POV:
Lee and I leave Maggie to her barfing and continue to discuss this tabloid mess. I think both of us would like to strangle Maggie for being such a grade A ass, but then we both know she had no way of knowing who or what that slime, Brigit was. And this could have happened to any of us. As mad as I am, I want to go in that room with her, tell her I love her and make my baby feel better.
Lee and I both know she didn’t mean for any of this to
happen, but it did and believe me as badly as I feel for
Poor Maggie has little if any self esteem and is terrified something or someone is going to tear me away from her, no matter how much we love one another. She reacts out of fear, never giving herself time to let her common sense kick in. And part of me loves her for that. But we both need to get Maggie’s fears and insecurities under control. And I am running out of ways to make that happen, for both our sakes.
“What are you thinking, Bianca?” Lee asked.
“What my Mother is going to do when she hears about this.”
“Oh crap, I didn’t even think about her. What will you do?”
“The only thing I can do. I’m not a child any more; she can’t make me go home. I will try and reason with her, but when that doesn’t work I will insist she go back home and leave me to my own life.”
“And you think that will work?”
“I’ll make it work.
All this shit with the bar,
“Well, I guess it isn’t easy, she and her sister weren’t raised with any kind of real love, kinda makes for major commitment and abandonment issues, I would guess. We’ve all got baggage we bring to relationships.”
“So true, I just don’t know what to do to make her feel more secure.”
“Everything in time, I guess. Well, B, I think I’ve added
enough drama to this mess, so I better go and see how
“Are you sure you want to go?”
“Yeah, now that I’m over the initial shock, it’s really not
such a big deal. I mean in 2 days no one
is going to care what was in this rag, and life will go on. And as you pointed
out, we both know
“I hope not too, Lee. Please tell her I am so sorry for this mess and that Maggie never meant for this to happen.”
“If I can get her to speak to me, I will. Look I’ll be in touch, once things calm down.” She says, hugging me before she heads out the door.
I close and lock the door behind her, and then I walk towards the bathroom to check on Maggie. When I open the door I see her sitting on the edge of the tub holding her little head in her little hands, looking like a small child whose best dog just died. I slide up beside her and slowly put my arm around her shoulders. She mumbles something I can’t quite understand, so I ask her to repeat it.
“Why are you being nice to me? I’m a total fuck up,” she says, wiping some snot from her cute little nose with the cuff of her shirt.
“True,” I say, pulling her hands from her face and lifting her chin with my finger tips.
“But you’re my total fuck up, Maggie, and don’t you forget that.”
“Do you hate me now?” she says with the most adorable puppy dog eyes, I don’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“No,” is all I say, trying to keep my emotions under control, until we can have a serious chat about last night and this morning.
“But, you locked me out of our bedroom last night,” she says, trying to turn her head away from me, but I don’t let her.
“Yes I did, but that was so we wouldn’t say things we would regret, with you in that “state” and me feeling more then a little jealous of that redhead you brought home with you. I didn’t think you did anything, but it still made me hurt and mad, Maggie.”
“I know, I totally suck, Bianca, I don’t know how you can love me…but I need you too, baby, please,” she says, throwing her arms around my neck and begins to sob like a baby.
I hold on tight and let her cry, “I do love you Maggie, but I’m not sure you believe me when I tell you.”
She pulls back from me and wipes the tears from her eyes. “I do believe, B.”
“Then what makes you do these crazy things, if not doubt of what we have. Why can’t you trust in us, in me?”
“Because I know I’m not worthy of you, B. And I no someday your going to realize it and leave me.”
“Maggie, you need to stop that. Stop putting yourself down and stop trying to be your own self fulfilling prophecy. Or your right, someday this will all get old and I will leave you.”
I couldn’t believe those words came out of my mouth. I wanted to rip my tongue out the second they landed out there. I was tired and stressed, and this was just what I didn’t want to have happen last night, and now it was out there and there would be no taking them back. I didn’t mean those words, but I knew Maggie would never believe that or forget.
Maggie stood up and began to walk out of the room.
“So much for trust, B.” Was all she said and she walked to our bedroom and closed the door.
Well this was just great, now we were both on equal shaky footing and I had no idea what to do to make this horrific situation better. But I knew she hadn’t locked the door and if I didn’t go in there now, there was a very good chance we were really over this time, at least in Maggie’s mind.
I took a few deep breaths and headed for the bedroom. Hoping against hope the right words would come to me.
I went into the room and sat on the bed beside my love. Her back was turned to me and she was huddled in a classic fetal position. It was so hard for me not to reach out and touch her, but we needed to take this slow.
“Maggie, please don’t shut me out. We need to talk,’
“Right, like you didn’t shut me out last night…and lock the door. I guess I should have locked it as well.”
“We’ve both made a mess of things, Maggie, in the past 24 hours. Is it more important who’s right or wrong? Or is our love, for each other, more important? I think our love is. What do you think?”
Maggie surprised me and rolled over to face me.
“Is love enough, B? What happens when you get tired of my fucking up and love is no longer enough? What then, Bianca?”
“It won’t happen, Maggie, I didn’t mean that.”
“Don’t lie to me, Bianca, you know as well as I do you were being honest, you just didn’t mean to say it out loud,” she said, and went to turn away from me again.
I reached out and stopped her, “No Maggie, that’s not true. I was mad and said it out of anger and hurt, just as you have said hateful things to me when I hurt you.”
“How do I know you didn’t really mean it, Bianca? How do I know you won’t reach some breaking point with me and toss me aside when that happens?”
“Just as I know, Maggie, that you will never stop loving me, no matter how much of a bitch or ass I might behave like over time. We’re each others everything, Mags, and you know that, as well as I do. I’m not your parents and I will never stop loving you. You’re too precious to me, Mary Margaret; I’d die if I ever lost you. I couldn’t go on if you weren’t in my life, my present and future.”
“Really and true, Bianca?”
“Really and true, Maggie, you know I have never lied to you and I couldn’t lie to you about my feelings for you. Never ever!”
“Pinky swear?” she said, with just a hint of a smile.
“You little…” I smacked her arm, as she lifted her hands up in surrender.
“No hitting, B, I’m still feelin’ a little woozy and I don’t want to barf on you.”
“OK, no hitting, and all silliness aside, do you really hear what I am saying and do you believe me?”
“I hear you, Bianca, and yes I believe you. But you know I have trust issues, so you know this isn’t going to be the last time we talk about this. I need you to be patient with me.”
“I promise to do my best, my love. We’ll consider this a work in progress, rebuilding your trust means a great deal to me as you do. And I’m sorry, baby, I never should have said such a hateful thing to you, and I will try to keep my Kane temper from getting the better of me ever again.”
“And I’ll try to keep the “Stone” stupidity factor to a
minimum, which makes your Kane woman come out, from getting you upset to begin
with. I’m really sorry Bianca, about last night and everything. You know I never wanted to embarrass you or
“I think you need to tell Lee that and
“Yeah, but not right now, just let me get rid of this hangover first and then I promise to make things better. And to hunt that bitch Brigit down too and beat the crap out of her.”
“Let’s not do that sweetie, we don’t need any more headlines, please,” I say, holding her sweet and yes sweaty, fragile face in my hands.
“I guess so, but I hope I never see her again, because I’m not sure I would be able to control myself.”
“My little tiger,” I say, kissing the tip of her nose.
“Grrrrrr,” she growled, with just a hint of lust in her eyes.
“Calm down, tiger, I don’t think you’re ready for any action yet. But why don’t you come over here and let me snuggle with my stud muffin?”
“Mmmmm, I can live with that,” she said, snuggling herself against me and laying her head on my shoulder.
“So how much do you think Lee hates me right now?”
“I think a little less then when she first got here, but it is all going to depend on what happens with Lena and her, I’m afraid.”
“I’m like a weapon of mass destruction, aren’t I?”
“Not sure I would go that far, but I must say, when you blow you do tend to take everything with you.” I said with a smirk.
“Funny, B, you’re a laugh riot.”
“I think so,”
“So, am I forgiven for being a total ass about
“Yes, you’re forgiven. I think we were all pretty blindsided by that bit of unexpected info. But I really wish you wouldn’t always shut me out when things like that happen. Can you try and not do that, sweetie?”
“I’ll try, B, but that is part of the work in progress package,”
“I know, but you’re worth the effort, Maggie.”
“I hope so, Bianca, I really hope so.”
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Maggie and I talked a little more, then snuggled in silence, before we both drifted off to sleep, never imagining we would sleep through the rest of the day and night and wake up the next morning. But we both felt, after all that had happened we obviously had needed the rest. Both feeling less then fresh, we took separate showers. I ordered room service and then crawled back into bed, waiting for Maggie to join me.
“Hey sexy, miss me?” Maggie said with a leer, leaning against the door frame in all her naked glory.
“Oh yes, I think I did,” I answered, trying not to drool. “Get over here, Stone; I need something to nibble on, until our breakfast arrives.”
“Oh goody, early morning make up sex, my favorite sport,” she said, before she closed the bedroom door. Making sure the staff wouldn’t see us when they dropped our meals off. Then she took a running jump and landed on the bed next to me.
“Hi,” she said, with that adorable child like grin of hers, plastered all over her newly cleaned and shinning face.
“Hi, yourself, you got somethin’ for me, my little stud muffin?”
“Oh yeah, lots and lots of kisses, baby,”
And being a woman true to her word, my sweet little blonde proceeded to kiss every inch of my face, neck, breasts and…
BANG!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maggie and I both almost jumped out of our skins, when we heard a loud crashing sound. Maggie, having her back to the door, turned to see what had happened, as I looked over her shoulder.
“Oh My God!” we both said in shock.
“Mary Margaret Stone, get away from my daughter and both of
you put some cloths on this instant. I
will be waiting for you in the other room. DON’T keep me waiting!” Erica
ordered, leaving my love and I with opened mouths and a sick feeling of dread.
TBC
Stephanie aka The Diva
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Chapter 26 Confrontations (rated R for language)
Maggie’s POV:
Bianca and I were running around trying to put underwear, jeans and shirts on as fast as our trembling hands would permit. I had never been more embarrassed and terrified then I was the minute her Mom stormed in on us. It was my ultimate nightmare and I have a feeling it was for B as well.
“Bianca, your Mom saw me – I mean she saw me….you know. I can’t go out there; she is going to kill me, Bianca. Dead!”
“Maggie, just finish getting dressed. And yes I know damn well what she saw, hell I was right there with you, but you ARE going out there with me. Now take my hand Mary Margaret, and be my brave partner. We will get through this together,” she said, firmly holding my hand and giving me the Bianca resolve face. I shook my head and took one deep breath with her, holding onto her hand with all my might.
I started to whisper, “The Lord is my Shepard…”
“Maggie, please this is no time for jokes,” Bianca whispered sternly under her breath.
“Who’s joking?” I said, and I meant it, but I shut up and just held onto B’s hand, walking towards imminent death.
We found Erica sitting at the far end of the dinning table, with all of our breakfast foods set out and waiting for us at the end closest to us. Bianca sat at the food end, I let go of her hand long enough to sit to her right. Once seated, we both reached out for each others hands and didn’t let go.
“So, Mother, how was your flight?” Bianca asked, calmly.
I chose to avoid eye contact with Erica, and began to pick at my food with my free hand. I hoped if I wished hard enough the gods would make me invisible. Hey a girl can hope, can’t she?
“Long,” Erica abruptly answered.
I could feel her eyes boring a hole in my body, I didn’t need to look up and see the actual glare. I brushed a line of sweat from my brow, thinking could I look any more un-cool if I tried.
“Alright, Mother, I can see you are in full Erica Kane
mode. I would prefer, however, for you
to behave more like my Mother, and less like the head of a
corporation. But I guess that would be
asking too much.” Bianca took a breath and then she continued.
”Mother, I want you to apologize to Maggie for barging in on us,” Bianca said, very calmly I might add.
“Not likely,” Erica responded, with true Kane disdain.
Hell, even I was amazed by Bianca’s request, and I was the injured party. But this was Erica we were addressing. Ok, Bianca was addressing. I was winning the Oscar for “girl in corner who most resembles a possum.”
“Yes, you will, Mother. You had no right…”
“I have every Right!” she shouted, slamming her petite fist down onto the table.
Bianca, to my amazement, shot up from her chair, slammed her fist down as well and shouted back, “No you DON’T, MOTHER! This is our home and you have no right to storm in here and invade our privacy! Maggie and I would NEVER do such a thing to you!”
“Home! This is a hotel, Bianca, and as your Mother I have every right to barge in here.”
“STOP!” Bianca yelled. “I’m sick of your warped sense of logic, Mother. I’m sick of your meddling in my – our lives. Maggie and I are getting married whether you like it or not, so say what you came to say and LEAVE!”
I sat with my mouth agape, stunned and strangely turned on by Bianca’s forcefulness. Erica was grinding her teeth, but sat back in her chair, crossing her boney little legs and giving both of us her best smirk. Oh man, I hate this bitch.
“This “person” is going to ruin your life, Bianca; her wanton, drunken behavior has already damaged your good name and that of Enchantment. And I will NOT sit back and watch you throw your life away, by continuing to pursue a relationship with someone who is clearly beneath you and our family.”
Hey, who is she calling wanton and drunk? Ok, the drunk was true for one night, but I ain’t anyone’s whore. But I let Bianca continue; after all she was on a roll.
“She has neither damaged my name nor has she hurt your precious Enchantment, Mother. Anything that has happened here couldn’t even come close to the many scandals you have had and exposed your precious company too over the years, and yet your “Enchantment” continues to thrive, as it always will. (Bianca moved behind me and put her hands on my shoulders, God I love this woman) So don’t sit there lecturing us on how to behave. AND! Don’t you ever say to me or Maggie again, that she is beneath me or our family. She is worth ten of you, Mother, or anyone for that matter.”
“Please,” Erica scoffed
“Yes, Mother, Maggie has more, love, loyalty and honor in her pinky then you on your best day. Now I want you out of here and out of our lives,” Bianca said, letting go of my shoulders and headed towards the door.
“Leave, Mother, we have nothing more to say to one another – Ever!” she said, holding the door wide open.
Ok, I so wanted to run to Bianca and kiss her until she yelled Uncle, but the war with LaKane was about to get a lot worse.
Erica didn’t move from her chair, but turned and looked at me. “So Mary Margaret, don’t you have anything to say for yourself, or do you let my daughter do all your talking for you? Or can you only speak when you are stinking drunk and hitting on reporters in Lesbian bars?”
I thought I felt a blood vessel snap in my head. Did she just call me a stinking drunk and a whore, again? Well, I wasn’t afraid of Erica freakin’ Kane anymore. She had spewed her last bit of vile hate. It was time to take the real trash out.
I stood up, pulled my shoulders back, walked over to the little “Diva” and looked her right in the eyes.
“Sure, Erica, I have something to say,” I answered, grabbing her scrawny arm, pulling her up from her chair and began dragging her sorry ass to the door, that Bianca was still holding open for her.
“Get your sorry, scrawny Ass out of our lives,” I said, shoving her out the door, her feet tripping over each other as she fell ass first onto the floor.
Shaking her stupid fist at me she yelled, “You’ll pay for this, Mary Margaret.”
“Gladly, ERICA, I’d be happy to pay anything to see you disappear. So alakazam, Baby, and be gone!” I yelled, slamming the door on her royal pain-in-the ass self. Locking and bolting the door, brushing my hands as if I was removing Kane filth from them. Taking Bianca’s hand and leading her back to our bedroom. And let me tell you, my girl was beaming from ear-to-ear.
“Come with me, wench, we have some unfinished business to attend to.”
“Yes, Mistress,” she said, in a sweet little girl’s naughty voice. “What about the food?”
“Oh, there will be eating, B, not to worry.” And with that I threw my sexy wench on top of our bed. “Now where was I?”
TBC
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Chapter 27
Lee’s POV:
Love is more of a challenge then I ever realized. And now I totally understand why things tend
to get so intense between Bianca and Maggie when they fight. When I thought I was in love with Maggie, I
was so wrong. The minute I met
We met and had dinner last evening and spent hours talking it all out. I spent a lot of time begging her forgiveness, but after a few hours, she finally told me to stop and gave me the most perfect, tender kiss, that told me all I needed to know. She forgave me and she loved me.
She explained what had really freaked her out, more then
anything, was learning that Maggie and Bianca where here in Paris. Then learning she had been blamed for
problems in their relationship, in that stupid rag, when she hadn’t even known
they were in town. And well, of course
the whole, her ex being here and the reality of having to see her again. Hell, we all know how painful and awkward
that is. Look it’s not going to be any picnic for me either, but I know Bianca
loves only Maggie, and I pray in time that
Shock just didn’t cover what she felt when it really sunk in
that Bianca was here, plus all the old and new Maggie crap she had to deal
with. But she assured me, once she had time to calm down and meet with the
other company executives about the article; she felt the situation had been
resolved. It seems the French feel
scandal helps business by getting people to talk about their company and their
products. And since they are in the business of selling sex-appeal, having a
sexy CFO involved in a torrid Lesbian triangle, was the best news the male
corporate executives could have hoped for.
The fact that the company did not want to fire her over the lurid rag article improved her mood dramatically and opened the door for us to meet and talk about what happened. She wasn’t thrilled how everything had started out, especially being kept in the dark about the love birds. But I assured her I had every intention of telling her about Mags and B, but Maggie’s drunken night with the press beat me to it. But that is all in the past now.
We had more then a few good laughs about all of it, once I
was able to convince
Anyway, all is good with
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We entered the hotel and who was in the Lobby but “Brigit” and her crew.
“
“I’ll give her a few words and the back of my hand,”
“Who’s the girl,
“I’m her body guard, so step off, bitch,” I yelled out,
grabbing
“Aren’t you a little short to be a body guard?” Brigit asked.
“Come any closer and you’ll find out how strong I am,” I sneered back.
That made her back off, while her boys shot lots of photos, until we disappeared into the elevator.
“That was fun, NOT,”
“Sorry baby, I should have known they would be here, but it’s too late now,” I said, stroking her arm, to try and calm her down.
“No matter, they can’t get to us upstairs. And I know a back way out of here for when we leave.” She said with a smirk.
“Really?”
“Yes, in my former business I stayed in all the finest hotels here and in other major cities. I know how to get in and out of each of them without being seen.”
“Cool, that will come in handy,” I said, with a wink.
“I just wish I had thought of it before coming in the main entrance. But then, my associates want more press, so maybe we will play it up even more on the way out.” She said, wiggling her eyebrows. On man I love her evil side.
The elevator bell rang, denoting our floor had arrived, the doors opened and we headed for the Penthouse suite. A maid was exiting the suite, just as we arrived.
“Are you Mademoiselles Lee and
“Oui,” we both replied
She smiled and held the door for us, and then left.
“Lee,
Bianca hugged me and then both she and
“Is it ok for us to hug?” Bianca asked
“I’m so sorry,
“Thank you, Bianca that means a lot.”
“It’s been awhile since I was in this suite last. Lots of
memories,”
She and Maggie hadn’t greeted each other yet. I wondered who would break the ice first. I hoped it would be Maggie.
Maggie sat across from us in a high back chair, with Bianca standing behind her.
“
“Really,” she answered, not to be confrontational, just a question.
“Yes, and we are both glad that you are giving us a
chance…giving me a chance to apologize for what happened. And I hope we can
work things out so we can all get past old wounds and move on.” I could tell
Maggie was not happy about
“We ran into you little “bar buddy” on the way up,”
“Damn,” Maggie muttered.
“Look, Maggie, can I say something before you continue?”
“Certainly,
“I didn’t come here to rake you over the coals. Maggie, or
open old wounds. Lee has already told me
what happened and how sorry you are, and I accept your apology. I dare say, if it had been me I might have
done something equally stupid if I had learned my ex and her lover were in town,
just before my wedding.”
“Maggie, you have nothing to worry about with me. You are and have been Bianca’s heart from day
one. And though I loved Bianca with everything I was, I knew deep down I was
never going to be the one she chose to live out her life. It was hard, hell it was brutal losing you
Bianca, but I have survived and moved on. And I’ve been blessed with another
chance at real love, with this wonderful young woman. Something I truly never thought would happen,
and certainly not this soon. But I like
to think my late Mother had something to do with this, because her last words
to me were “trust, you will find love my daughter.” And I guess she was right,”
“My point is, Maggie, I’m here to wish you both happiness and to assure everyone in this room, I am not a threat now and nor will I ever be to your relationship. So, do you have something stronger then tea, because I could really use a drink?”
We saw Bianca squeeze Maggie’s shoulders, then lean down and kiss her cheek. Maggie then rose from her seat and took Bianca’s hand, as they both walked toward us.
“What’s your poison,
“We also have tea, fruit and other treats if you are hungry,” Bianca said, motioning us over towards the table.
“Scotch, Maggie, your drink of choice I believe,”
“Not any more, I’m off all booze,” Maggie joked, as my girl
and she headed for the bar. Maggie
poured a double for
“I really appreciate what you said,
“I know, Maggie, here’s to better days and times,”
“Yes, better times,” Maggie answered, smiling at
Bianca and I stood there watching our amazing women and beamed with pride. A giant step had been made by both towards all of our futures.
TBC
Stephanie aka The Diva