As she looked down the table at the happy, smiling faces, Kezia realised that it didn’t really matter if the family she had once had was broken beyond repair. She’d found another, stronger family here. One that knew how to love and take care of its members, no matter what they did or whom they loved. As she took her plate of turkey from Jenny, Kezia felt her heart swell with love. Never had she felt so happy, safe and, above all else, thankful.
Chapter 7
The party went on for hours as everyone went back for seconds, then dessert, then seconds of that too. But, slowly, the guests began to trickle out, hugging and kissing everyone goodbye as they did so, each one of them carrying a plastic-wrapped plate of leftovers.
“If you don’t, I’ll be eating turkey sandwiches all the way to Christmas!” said Jenny, forcing Angela’s wife Jill to take a plate of food. “And then I won’t want to eat Christmas dinner and that’s a crime.”
Laughing, Jill took the plate. “I see you’re not letting of the pumpkin cheesecake go, though,” she joked.
Jenny shook her head. “Are you kidding me? I’m not saint, Jill.”
“Aw, come on,” Lily joined in, pouting. “You’ve got Kezia. She can make you another one. Not in our wildest dreams could Miranda or I manage to produce something that delicious.”
“Speak for yourself!” Miranda replied, laughing.
But, at last, all the food was gone or packed away, the bottles were put in the recycling, and the dishes washed and put away. Kezia made a pot of peppermint tea to settle their stomachs but, when she came into the living room with a mug for her sister, she found Juliet slumped sideways on the upright futon, already fast asleep.
Jenny joined her, cradling her own mug of tea. “Turkey will do that to a person,” she said, smiling at the unconscious teen. “Let’s get her into a more comfortable position.”
Amazingly, Juliet barely stirred as they laid her down on the futon, tucking a pillow under her head and covering her gently with a throw blanket.
“Out like a light,” Kezia whispered, smiling.
Jenny nodded. “You know what that means?” she asked with a smile, taking Kezia’s hand in hers.
“What?” Kezia asked.
“That she won’t hear a thing,” said Jenny, brushing Kezia’s knuckles with her lips.
Kezia chuckled, wrapping her arms around Jenny’s neck pressing herself against her. “I love the way you think,” she said.
“Luckily for me,” said Jenny. “Because I don’t think anyone else would ever be willing to hook up with me while I was dressed like a gazillion-year-old wizard.”
Kezia laughed, remembering Jenny’s Hallowe’en costume from the night they’d first slept together. “What are you talking about? That Dumbledore costume was amazing.”
Chuckling, Jenny pulled Kezia into a deep kiss, tracing her fingers along the other woman’s slender back. Kezia sighed happily. “We haven’t done this enough recently,” she murmured, winding a finger through one of Jenny’s dark curls.
“Having a pregnant teen crash on your couch can have a pretty detrimental effect on your sex life, it’s a fact,” said Jenny as she led Kezia to the bedroom.
“God, Jenny, I’m really—”
“I was joking, Kez,” Jenny interrupted, pulling the door shut behind them.
“Yeah, but—”
“She’s a great kid,” said Jenny, pulling off Kezia’s top and slowly massaging one of the redhead’s full breasts through the lace of her bra. “And you’re a great girlfriend. It’s my pleasure,” she said. “Literally.”
Kezia sighed as Jenny undid her bra. “I’m going to make you so many pumpkin cheesecakes,” she said.
Jenny laughed. “Okay, you caught me. That’s actually why I’m doing this.”
Kezia giggled, pulling Jenny’s top off. “I knew it,” she whispered as they stretched out on the bed.
Tenderly, they undressed each other, trailing kisses along their newly exposed skin, tracing hip bones and rib bones with warm, gentle tongues. Finally they found themselves lying head to toe and Jenny nuzzled her way between Kezia’s long legs, kissing and nipping the delicate skin of her inner thighs. Kezia giggled and squirmed as she traced a fingertip along the edges of Jenny’s labia.
With a low, appreciative moan, Jenny brought her mouth to Kezia’s mound, sliding her tongue down her wet slit and between her pale folds. Kezia sighed with pleasure and spread Jenny’s pussy open with her fingers, licking her with the flat of her tongue, flicking her clit as she finished. Slowly, teasing each other with long, slow strokes of their tongues, the two women explored each other, working their tongues along every inch of their lover’s most sensitive parts.
Finally, Kezia brought Jenny’s clit into her mouth, rolling it gently between her lips. Jenny groaned, digging her fingers into Kezia’s ass as she buried her face in the redhead’s pussy, her nose brushing Kezia’s taint as she licked and sucked the other woman’s glistening folds. As Kezia began to flick her clit with her tongue, Jenny slid two fingers into her partner, stroking her g-spot with her fingertips. They worked in tandem, their pace quickening in unison as their heads bobbed, each urging the other on until, with a groan, Kezia came. Feeling Kezia tighten around her fingers and the warm wave of come drip down her wrist, Jenny gave in to the surging sensation in her clit and let her own orgasm wash over her, her body shuddering against Kezia’s.
Moaning happily, Kezia licked come from Jenny’s pussy and slid two fingers into her almost before her first orgasm had completely faded. Jenny groaned, feeling her walls clench down on Kezia’s fingers as the other woman began to stroke her. Licking her lips, Jenny spread the cheeks of Kezia’s ass and lowered her mouth to the tight whorl of the other woman’s anus. Swirling her tongue around the sensitive knot of nerves, Jenny was reward with a gasp and a low groan.
As Kezia stroked and pumped with her fingers, Jenny gently inserted her pinkie up Kezia’s ass and the other woman gasped and swore. Smiling, Jenny lowered her mouth to Kezia’s skin again. Rocking back and forth against one another, the women licked and sucked each other, their warm, wet mouths setting the other’s skin on fire as the pressure built deep in their bodies. Their rocking became more frantic, and they felt their second orgasms coming. Their soft mewls became frantic pants and their kisses became nips as they came together with growing speed. Sweat made their skin slick, and their bodies slid along one another. Suddenly, Jenny groaned, her thighs clamping involuntarily around Kezia’s head as, in a wave of pleasure, her orgasm came crashing down around her.
Feeling her lover come, Kezia smacked Jenny’s ass and the other woman’s bucking intensified, her pinkie working Kezia’s ass even more frantically. Burying her face in Jenny’s warm, salty juices, Kezia gasped as felt her body clench around Jenny’s finger. Moaning into Jenny’s pussy, Kezia shuddered as her orgasm crashed through her, drowning her in pleasure.
In the ensuing silence, the two women finally broke apart, each gasping for breath. Slowly, Kezia dragged herself up to the top of the bed, lying down next to Jenny. Smiling, Jenny pushed Kezia’s sweaty hair off her forehead. “Well, that was nice,” she said faintly.
Kezia snorted. “You can say that again,” she replied, brushing her thumb along Jenny’s cheek. “Though to be honest, I’d thought we’d just go right to sleep after all that turkey.”
“What can I say?” Jenny shrugged. “That hair…those breasts…I just can’t help myself.”
Kezia chuckled. “Do you remember how you used to stare at my tits whenever you thought I was distracted by another customer? You thought you were being so sly.”
“Oh my God, you saw that?” Jenny looked horrified.
“Of course,” Kezia smiled. “But it was cute how you always did it out of the corner of your eye, pretending to be reading the whiskey labels behind the bar.”
Jenn groaned. “It’s that uniform you wear…it just…they look so round and…”
Kezia laughed, pressing herself against Jenn
y. “And yours for the taking,” she said.
Laughing softly, Jenny stroked the sides of Kezia’s breasts with her fingertip. “And if that isn’t something to be thankful for this Thanksgiving, I don’t know what is.”
Kezia smiled, nestling down into Jenny’s shoulder. “Oh, I don’t know,” she said.
“I can think of a few other things I’m thankful for.”
“Well,” Jenny replied, yawning, “Unlike God, I accept displays of gratitude in the form of either sex or cheesecake. Or both, actually. I wouldn’t say no to both at once.”
Kezia smacked Jenny’s stomach lightly. “You’re outrageous,” she said.
“And that’s just how you like me,” Jenny replied sleepily.
Smiling, Kezia nodded. “So it is,” she agreed as her eyes finally fell shut.
Star Management
A Lesbian Romance Story
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Prologue
Maddie Chamberlain’s life was so simple and mimicked what you would picture a family would be like in one of those down home television shows. She grew up in Oberlin, Ohio near the college and her youth was filled with art, culture, and a lot of family time. Maddie’s parents were artists and professors at Oberlin College and took their family very seriously. Maddie’s mom, whenever Maddie would get upset, would look her in the face, brush her bright red hair from her freckled cheeks and say:
“In the Chamberlain household we are more than just family sweetheart, we are best friends. We all make mistakes but as best friends, we will talk about them and work through them.” She would then kiss Maddie on the cheek and smile that big beautiful smile that Maddie still has ingrained in her mind.
Maddie can remember spending most of her time as a child outdoors, either taking in the rich artistic history of the town or climbing trees with her best friend, Ophelia. Maddie would get all dressed up the first Tuesday of every month and go to the local theatre down the street with her mother. She loved the show but never wanted to act; she always saw potential in all the small details instead of the picture as a whole. Maddie always did have a unique way of looking at things and that unique mindset carried her through the hard times in her later years as a teenager.
Just two days before Maddie turned sixteen she was sitting in the living area of their Victorian-styled home reading a book and watching her six-year-old sister playing with dolls on the floor. Maddie’s sister, Sophie, was a surprise for the family, but they were all very excited to welcome her into the fold. Maddie was so in love with her little sister that she refused to let her parents get a babysitter and instead gave up her own free time to watch her. However, on that day, Maddie would look back and wish she hadn’t been sitting in that bright sunny room all alone with Sophie. Maddie hoped she would have been able to act like a child that particular day and find comfort in family. Unfortunately, with both of her grandparents passed away, and no aunts or uncles that she knew of, fate brought an interesting turn to Maddie’s life.
There were three heavy knocks on the door, and Maddie glanced out the window to see the Sheriff’s car out front. She stood up and went to the door with an odd sickly feeling in her stomach. She reached for the doorknob, opened the door, and stared at Sheriff Winship standing in her doorway holding a simple scarf in his hands. The Sheriff had known the girls his whole life and the sadness on his face told Maddie the news before he could let it escape his lips. Their parents had been involved in a terrible accident, and neither of them would make it home alive.
The next few weeks went by in a blur and all Maddie wanted to do was take Sophie, who stayed glued to Maddie’s hip, and run away somewhere where no one would give them looks of pity or whisper behind their backs. Without legal guardians, the city wanted to put them into foster care, but Maddie was able to make a deal with the Sheriff and the Judge. If the Sheriff checked in with them several times a day, the judge would let Maddie take care of Sophie and stay in their family home, a gift bestowed on Maddie in her parent’s will along with enough savings to see them through ten years if they wished.
Maddie’s playful mindset disappeared along with the sparkle in her eyes that she shared with her mother. The rest of her high school career was studying, picking up Sophie, and trying to become an adult long before it was her turn. She did pretty well, only asking for help from the Sheriff and his wife on occasion and ended up graduating third in her high school class, an achievement that brought the whole town out to her graduation to celebrate. She received a full scholarship to Oberlin and was just happy not to have to uproot Sophie quite yet.
Maddie’s college years flew by and before she knew it she was being videotaped by her pre-teen sister and photographed by the Sheriff’s family as she walked across the stage at Oberlin’s graduation ceremony. Her degree was in marketing management, and she had already captured an internship with a major management company in Southern California. It was a big move but after long talks with Sophie, she decided it was right for her to move forward and chase some of her dreams for once. Sophie had the choice to stay in Oberlin and go to high school there with the Sheriff’s family, or move to sunny California with her sister. At almost thirteen years old, and embracing her love of art, Sophie opted for a move to California, where Maddie was pretty sure she would fit in just perfectly.
The company that hired Maddie, Starstruck Talent Management, was very excited to have someone of Maddie’s educational background on their team and made sure to accommodate her unusual living circumstances. They helped her find a cute beach bungalow in the nearby beach town, Imperial Beach and made sure she understood how to get around, what the schools were like, and what she would need to start out successfully in a town and a career that tended to swallow the meek whole. When Maddie and Sophie finally arrived they set their bags down on the tiled floor of their living room and let the warm ocean breeze blow through the open doors and windows. Sophie was super excited to live where she was and had already thrown her tennis shoes in the closet and put on some flip-flops, a bathing suit, and sunscreen and was heading across the street to the beach.
Maddie watched her little sister laughing at the birds that were circling her as she walked tow
ards the water. She thought about her mother and father and how they would be so excited for Maddie. She always made decisions based on what she thought her parent’s reaction would be, and up until that moment it always worked out perfectly for her.
Maddie stretched and set her belongings on her bed and moved towards the kitchen. The sun was shining brightly through the windows, and she couldn’t help but smile. Tomorrow she would start at her new position as Managing Assistant in a large office in downtown San Diego. Maddie had dreamt about this job and this life ever since her parents had died and all she wanted to do was to get away from Oberlin, and its bad memories. As the rays of light streamed across the kitchen counter, hope and butterflies filled her stomach, and she couldn’t help but wonder what amazing things would come her way at dawn when she stepped foot into her new life.
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