After fifteen minutes I heard a car pull up, and I glanced out the window to see Paige extricate herself from the back of a sporty little coup, the girl in the front having to get out and fold the seat forward.
Paige pulled out her bags and waved to Kaylin and the other girl, who climbed back into the front seat. I didn’t recognize her immediately, so I asked Paige when she came inside.
“In the front seat? That’s Dani.”
“She’s the one who had the pool party, right?”
Paige dropped her bags by the front door. “Yeah. Why?”
“I thought she lived all the way over in Woodlawn Terrace.” It was a nice enough neighborhood, but it was as far from our house as you could get and still be in the same school district.
“Oh, well, yeah, um, Kaylin’s just, ah, helping her with some stuff. Like schoolwork.”
I widened my eyes slightly. Paige was biting her lip, which is what she’d been doing since she was four whenever she was trying to cover something up.
“Really?” That wasn’t particularly believable. Kaylin was a sweet girl, but she was more the type to be getting some extra help with her scholastics than giving it. Then it dawned on me, and I lowered my voice. “Are they the two you were telling me about earlier? The girls dating on the team?”
Paige’s face told me I’d hit the nail on the head, and she knew she’d blown it. “Please, Mom, you can’t tell anyone. You know Kaylin’s parents, what they’re like.” That was true, I did. Andrew and Mary Ann Ellis were members of the local Church of Christ, very conservative, and I knew from my brief conversations with them they were true believers. I couldn’t imagine homosexuality being tolerated in their house.
“You don’t have to worry about me, sweetheart. Dani’s parents?”
Paige sat down next to me, shaking her head and lowering her voice. “It’s a little better there, but they don’t know either. So they have to sneak around. I know it’s wearing on them.”
“Does anyone know but you?”
“Yeah, a few girls on the team. It’s why we’re going to homecoming as a group, so they can go together without actually ‘going together,’ to keep their parents from getting suspicious.”
I reached out and gave Paige a one armed hug. “Oh, sweetie, you’re a good friend. If you need anything, just someone to talk to, or if you’re worried about them, you know I’m here, right?”
“Yeah, thanks, Mom.” Paige took her stuff upstairs, and I tried to go back to my book, but my mind was everywhere else until the timer went off and I had to head back into the kitchen. Luckily it didn’t take too much convincing before I had all three of my children sitting down for a family dinner. Paige smiled at me as she passed me the green beans, and I could tell we’d gotten a little closer this afternoon.
I remembered holding Paige in the hospital after she was born, swearing to her that she would never have to compete for or be worthy of my love like I had to do with my mom. And I couldn’t be prouder of the young woman she had become.
I looked at my boys, too, as they ate and talked in that oblivious teenage way. What would any of them say if I brought Sandy home? Will was definitely more aware of his social standing at school than Charlie, and Paige just seemed very sure of herself, confident in a way I had never been, let alone at eighteen. It would hit Will the hardest, I think, but who knows? I shook the thought away. I was definitely putting the cart before the horse.
As soon as I dropped Charlie off at Middle School Wednesday morning I headed home. My heart was already beating a little faster thinking about lunchtime. Sandy was coming over! I’ll admit I didn’t get a lot done on what I was working on, although it was definitely better than that horrid manual had been. This was an anthology of short stories from an independent publishing house that I’d worked for before, with all the authors under twenty-four years old.
The clock seemingly was moving at a glacial pace, but eventually my phone chimed.
Sandy – On my way
I sent her a ‘thumbs up’ emoji, trying to breathe normally. I saved my work and headed downstairs, followed by my two furry little bodyguards. I grabbed a washcloth, getting it wet and wiping down the table, mostly to give myself something to do, I think. I also switched the laundry, starting a new load. For a mom, there were actually three constants in life: death, taxes, and laundry.
I was unloading the dishwasher when I heard a car door close, my heart suddenly jumping into my throat. I looked out through the back door, where Sandy’s curly hair and bright smile were shining through the back door. My anxiety melted away at the sight of her, and I didn’t have a prayer to keep the goofy grin off my face as I waved her in. She set a brown bag down on the table as I closed up the dishwasher, tossing the dishtowel I had over my shoulder onto the counter.
“Hey, you.” Sandy’s voice was a delicious mix of sultry and playful as she stepped close, and I floated into her arms, as much as that was possible. My lips tingled in anticipation of what was coming as her arms went around me, my chin lifting for my kiss. I whimpered happily as our lips made contact while Sandy pulled me close, my body flush against her.
After several long, glorious moments she broke away, staring into my eyes while I giggled stupidly. She nodded towards the table. “I brought lunch, and then we should have a whole hour to kill before I have to go. How are we going to do that?”
“You’ll think of something.”
“I’ve been thinking about it all week.” She ran her fingers over my cheek, staring into my eyes. “Have you been thinking about it?”
I was transfixed, and all I could do was nod.
“Good. Now let’s eat, so we can get to dessert.”
***
I lay on the couch, my head lolling to the side so I could see my clothes strewn about the floor. I groaned as Sandy’s lips closed around my clit, my eyes closing at the intensity of the pleasure as she started a glorious, pulsing suction that was pushing me right back to the edge, somewhere I’d already been once since we’d finished eating.
My orgasm swept over me, my thighs closing around Sandy’s head as my body shook to the ecstatic rhythm. When I finally calmed I sat up, Sandy crawling over me until we were kissing.
“Do you want a turn?”
I nodded. I glanced at the soft rug by the fireplace. “Down there? Sit on my face?”
“Let’s do it.”
I rolled off the couch and crawled to the rug, turning onto my back after I’d cleared my discarded clothing out of the way. Sandy stood slowly and magnificently, stepping out of the scrub bottoms that I’d at least managed to get pushed down past her hips earlier. She walked towards me, tall and glorious, now wearing only a pair of white cotton panties. The soft material was wet and pasted to her skin, outlining her outer labia and slit. She towered over me, my eyes wide and staring, my hands running up and down her toned legs.
“Do you want this?” Sandy’s middle finger ran over her cotton covered pussy, and I nodded yes, my mouth watering. “Okay.” She hooked the waistband with her fingers, pushing down. As soon as I could I grabbed them and completed the task, Sandy stepping out of them and straddling me.
Her inner lips were poking out, glistening with her essence.
I reached up to her. “Please?” My voice was begging, and Sandy smiled down at me.
“Oh, baby.” She knelt astride my head. “Here you go.”
I gave a small whimper, pushing my tongue into her folds, moaning at the intensity of her flavor.
“Oh, Melanie.” The visceral purr in my lover’s voice sent a delicious, wicked chill up my spine, and I lost myself in her taste. How had I gone over forty years of my life without experiencing this? I mean, I’d never really minded orally servicing any of my male partners before, but a woman, oh my god. The pure, decadent sensuality of it, the rhythmic way she moved her body, the taste, the sounds, yes, please, more.
Sandy began to grind her hips against my mouth, and I wrapped my arms around her thighs, feeling the firm muscles under her soft, smooth skin. My gaze traveled up her long body, watching her head thrown back in pleasure, eyes closed and mouth open as she moaned and sighed in her passion.
It didn’t take long before Sandy was pulsing against me, a new gush of wetness coating my face. As she started to come I closed my lips over her clit, sucking it in time with the primal rhythm she was setting. Eventually she stilled, breathing heavily as she slid down my body and we were kissing deeply.
“Oh, baby, that was amazing.”
I snuggled into her embrace, more than a little pleased with myself. I’d gotten her good and I knew it. Damn it, after that I felt sexy. It’d been awhile. “Good, will it get you through the rest of your day?”
“Oh, yeah.” She kissed me again before grabbing her watch off the coffee table.
“Do you have to go?”
“Not for another fifteen minutes. Plenty of time for a good cuddle with my Melanie.” She nuzzled into my neck, making me giggle.
“If we’re going to cuddle we should do it right.” I crawled over to the sofa and pulled the huge, soft blanket off the back. It was big enough for a queen-sized bed, so it covered us easily. “Mmm, that’s better.” I snuggled back into her arms, which pulled me close, each of us feathering little kisses on the other’s shoulders and neck.
After a few lovely moments I just rested against her as her fingers ran over my skin and through my hair.
“So, has Paige asked any more about your new paramour?”
I smiled. “No, she’s got other things on her mind.”
“Really?” Sandy’s voice was playful. “What’s his name? Or her name, no judgment.”
I laughed. “No, not like that. Some girlfriends of hers, they’re dating, hiding from their parents. She’s worried about them.”
“Ah, right. So, Kaylin and Dani?”
My mouth dropped open. “How?”