Heather smiled and gave her lover a long, slow kiss, which managed to silence the girl. “Now then, what on earth are you doing here?”
“I had to see her at least once. So I bought a plane ticket and flew down here. Mind giving me a ride back to school?”
“We’ll see. I’m sure we can . . . work something out.” Heather traced the low neckline of Laurie’s shirt, making the blonde girl giggle and blush. “C’mon. She’s over here.”
Needless to say, Jane was delighted to see her young charge, though she did scold the girl for wasting money to come see her ahead of schedule. Laurie ignored her and absolutely doted on the older woman. She quickly captured the affection of Jane’s parents and brother, all of whom thought Laurie was absolutely delightful. Heather’s eyes were continually drawn to her lover’s face. ‘She has that effect on people,’ Heather thought. Then Laurie let something slip.
“So is this room alright? I was hoping they’d move you to one a bit bigger, but . . .”
Jane looked at her sharply. “This room is fine. How did you know I had been moved?”
Laurie’s face went red with embarrassment. “Heather told me that you could only have two visitors at a time and I thought that would suck considering it was Thanksgiving and all and I thought that . . . you know, wouldn’t it be cool if you could get more people in here and . . .”
Jane was forced to interject. “Dear, smaller sentences and deeper breaths. Okay? Good, now . . .”
“So I talked to my dad and had him call the hospital staff to see what they could do,” she finished.
“Who is your father?” asked John, awash with curiosity.
“Oh yeah. Senator Michael Loomis. He had to pull a few strings with some of his friends, so . . .”
“Ahem,” said Heather. “You used your father’s political connections to get Jane a bigger room?” Laurie blushed again. Heather smiled at her. “I love you so much,” she said, wrapping Laurie up in her arms and kissing her again.
“Excuse me,” said Jane primly. “But I’m the one in the hospital bed. Shouldn’t everyone be paying attention to me?”
Laurie and Heather both shot her a glance then wandered to each side of the bed to give her kisses on each cheek. Michelle and Freddie followed suit, and John simply stated that there was no chance in hell. He and Jane exchanged a knowing glance and a smile. They loved each other like family should, but there some things older brothers just didn’t do. Laurie continued chatting Jane’s head off until the older woman simply couldn’t stay awake another moment. The small crew hugged Jane’s parents and then went back to the hotel.
When they got to the hotel, they all sat on the two full sized beds and relaxed for a bit.
“So,” asked Heather to Michelle and Freddie, “how are you two holding up?”
Michelle had a goofy smile on her face. It had been a while since she had smiled like that. “I’m okay I guess. It’s so much better that she’s awake more and the she’s . . . well . . .”
“That she’s still Jane,” finished Freddie. The young woman shuddered. “It was so scary, ya know? The idea that something might have happened to her that made her forget things or whatever.”
Laurie talked with the older women while Heather gave Alice a call. Both conversations took a while, and Heather eventually hung up because her calling card was running out of minutes.
“How’s she doin’?” asked Michelle. “Didn’t even occur to me to take a turn speakin’ with her.”
“She was really tired anyway. I think I kept her up later than she was expecting. She’s a bit upset that she’s not the only one down here, so she said Jane had better be well by Christmas when she comes to visit. She said things aren’t going as well as she’d hoped but better than she expected. Her folks are really freaking out about the whole ‘gay’ thing, but it sounds like they’re decent people. They may not approve, but I don’t think they’re going to kick her out of the family.”
“Well if they did,” said Michelle, “she’d have another family to come home to. You two girls too. You know that, don’t ya?”
“I think we do,” said Laurie giving the big woman a kiss on the cheek.
Freddie had stripped down to her bra and jeans and was lying face first on the bed. The smooth muscles of her back seem particularly sensual. Heather noticed Michelle looking down at her friend, caressing her with her eyes. It occurred to the dark-haired siren that those two probably hadn’t had a chance or any desire to be intimate since Jane’s situation was diagnosed. Heather grabbed Laurie by the hand.
“Hey,” she said, “I think there’s a convenience store down the street. Maybe a doughnut place too. Why don’t you walk with me? I need a new calling card and could use . . .”
” . . . a cup of coffee and a doughnut?” Laurie finished. She gave her girlfriend a peck on the cheek. “You’re awfully cute but a bit predictable.”
“Are ya girls sure ya wanna be out this late?” asked Michelle.
“Oh it’s not that far. I figure we’ll only be gone an hour,” she said, shooting a meaningful glance at Freddie’s half-naked form, “or maybe an hour and a half.” Michelle grinned back at her.
“Pick us up a dozen for the mornin’. I’ll pay ya back later.” Then Heather led her girlfriend out the door and onto the walkway. It was a bit chilly, so Heather made sure to grab her and Michelle’s coat, giving the warmer of the two to Laurie.
“What’s that all about,” the blonde asked quizzically.
“I just figured they could use some ‘alone’ time. Keep forgetting that as hard as it is on us, this whole thing is harder on them.”
“You know,” said Laurie softly, “for someone as loud and sarcastic as you are, you’re also kind of sweet.”
“Tell anyone and I’ll have to kill you.”
“Now that’s the girl I know,” Laurie said with a grin.
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Back inside the hotel room, Freddie woke from her doze when she heard the door close. “Hmm?” she asked groggily. “Where are they going?”
“Just out for a bit,” said Michelle. The powerful woman ran her hand down Freddie’s back and over the swell of her buttocks. “I was thinkin’ that since we’re alone now,” she continued as she slid her hand between Freddie’s thighs and cupped her crotch through the denim, “that we might take care of some business.”
Freddie rolled over, looking a little guilty. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I haven’t even been thinking about that. I’ve been neglectful, I know . . .”
“Woh there little lady,” said Michelle abruptly. “We’ve both been in the same place, worryin’ about Jane. I just sort of forgot that I still had you to take care of.”
“That we had EACH OTHER to take care of,” Freddie corrected primly. Her hands reached up and started unbuttoning her friend’s shirt. Soon those firm and enormous breasts came into view. She leaned in and started sucking on a nipple as soon as one was available.
“Oh you got some sweet lips,” Michelle muttered, unfastening Freddie’s bra.
“Two sets of ’em,” came Freddie’s wicked reply as she unzipped her jeans and slid Michelle’s hand underneath the material. She gasped as the muscular woman’s fingers found their way into her slit and started massaging her private area. Michelle removed her hand and pushed Freddie onto her back so she could remove her pants. She slid Freddie’s butt over to the edge of the bed and spread her legs, then twirled her tongue in her young friend’s sweet depths.
It was almost like desperation at first for Michelle. She felt guilty about overlooking Freddie’s feeling while obsessing over her own. Michelle was supposed to be the grown-up when Jane wasn’t around. Not that Freddie was a little girl. The beautiful creature writhing on the tip of Michelle’s tongue was all woman. It escaped her sometimes just how incredible Freddie was. Long, curly blonde hair surrounding a supermodel’s face. And hot damn was she tasty!
“Oh fuck,” the young woman moaned. “I’ve missed this so much.” Freddie was playing with her own hard nipples as Michelle ate her out, giving the powerful woman an idea. She shirked her shirt and pressed one of her own nipples against Freddie’s slit. She pinched the top part of Freddie’s swollen lips with her thumb and index finger, and started running that nipple up and down Freddie’s slot. The weight of one of Michelle’s breasts alone was stimulating the girl’s mound, and the nipple penetration was icing on the cake. Michelle teased her lover that way for several minutes before withdrawing her breast and inserting three fingers into Freddie’s hungry box. She stretched the girl’s opening as much as she could, turning her fingers vertical and then horizontal. Freddie grabbed Michelle’s wrist in an attempt to fore the woman’s digits further inside. She should have known better. No one was going to force Michelle to do anything she wasn’t ready for.
“Please,” she moaned. “Get your pants off so I can taste you. I need you.” Freddie was almost whimpering.
“Oh no baby. I’m takin’ you to the mountain first.”
Freddie propped herself up on her elbows and shot Michelle a smoldering look. “Then you’d better hurry up and make me cum, ’cause I want you to get what’s coming to you.”
Michelle was almost nervous. While she and Jane enjoyed sex more than most, Freddie craved it. And when she was in the mood, she could go all night long. And that look in her eye meant that Laurie and Heather better not hurry back. Michelle leaned in and put her tongue to work on Freddie’s clit. A few minutes of that and Freddie was ready to cum.
“C’mon sugar. Let it all out.” Freddie was happy to oblige, clamping down on Michelle’s fingers and covering them in sticky cum.
When the blonde girl was able to unclench her muscles, she flipped her hair and gave her lover a look. “Ready?” Freddie spun around with her back on the bed and her head hanging over the edge. Michelle finally took her jeans off and kicked them to the side. Freddie actually gasped while this was going on. Michelle was an intimidating woman when she was dressed. When nude, she could be a model for Greek sculptors or comic book artists. Every line and every curve and every muscle was clearly and cleanly defined.
“Why don’t you sit on my face and give your little girl some sugar?” Freddie said huskily.