The Carol Wyatt Collection

by Carol Wyatt

  The colonial style house was beautiful. Did Jackie really live here? On her own? Her white Audi was parked outside the garage door and Cam wondered if that meant that another car occupied the garage.

  She climbed the steps up to the porch. This all felt surreal. Cam thought that if they ever got together, it would be spontaneous, but this was planned. This was Jackie’s suggestion.

  Cam took a deep breath as she lifted her hand to press the doorbell. Cam rubbed her hands together while she waited. She wasn’t nervous, which surprised and scared her at the same time.

  Jackie opened the door a few seconds later, still wearing her emerald green dress, but a few inches shorter now that she was in her bare feet.

  “Hi,” Jackie said with a smile as she stood back to let Cam in.

  “Hey… Were you afraid that I wouldn’t come?” Cam asked when she saw Jackie’s almost surprised expression.

  “It crossed my mind, but I knew you would. Come in,” she said, reaching for her hand. “It’s freezing out there.”

  On the taxi ride over, Cam thought about how this would go. They’d either sit down and talk, maybe have a drink or they’d jump on each other as soon as Cam walked through the door.

  She didn’t know which she’d prefer either. She just hoped that things wouldn’t be awkward or that Jackie wouldn’t have changed her mind in the half hour since they’d agreed to come back here.

  “You have a lovely home,” Cam said as she took off her winter jacket and hung it up on the coat rack beside the door. She left her blazer on and ran a hand through her hair.

  “Thanks.”

  “Sea views?”

  “Yes. I try and spend as much time as I can out on the deck in the back… I love looking out at the ocean, listening to the waves… Can I get you a drink? Wine? Beer? Something stronger?”

  “I might go with something stronger… I couldn’t drink tonight,” Cam said as Jackie headed into the kitchen that overlooked the living room. The massive space was open planned with dark hard wood floors. “I had to be responsible and keep an eye on everyone.”

  “I’m well ahead of you then… So, I have whiskey, vodka… And I think rum.”

  “Whiskey sounds good. Lots of ice.”

  “Okay,” Jackie said with a warm smile. “Make yourself at home.”

  Cam took off her heels and left them by the front door. She took a seat on the beige wrap around sofa in the living room. A stone fireplace was across from her, the flames flickering up between the thick logs.

  She glanced over at Jackie as she fixed her drink in the kitchen. She was so sexy, sauntering across the kitchen to get ice in a dress that showed off her toned legs. Cam wondered if she had any idea how beautiful she was.

  “Do you run?” Cam asked as Jackie came into the living room and handed her the tumbler, the ice cubes rattling against the glass.

  “Yes. How’d you know?”

  “Your legs.”

  Jackie laughed softly as she sat down beside her. “You were checking out my legs just now?”

  “Yes.”

  “You always said what was on your mind… I like that about you,” Jackie said as she brought her own tumbler to her lips.

  “I just don’t see any point in bullshitting anyone.”

  “I might as well be honest with you then.”

  “What is it?”

  “I feel like I’m losing control when I’m around you,” Jackie said softly.

  Cam’s eyebrows rose. She waited for her to continue.

  Is this the part where she calls this off? She’s probably trying to figure out a way to let me down easy…

  “I’m usually in control,” Jackie said, her voice quivering slightly. “I like how I run my life… This is my first-year teaching behavioral psychology you know.”

  “Really?”

  Jackie nodded. “And I don’t normally teach freshmen at all.”

  “You picked a good year to start,” Cam said with a sad smile.

  Jackie reached up and brushed a lock of Cam’s wavy hair away from her eyes. She rested her arm on the back of the sofa, holding Cam’s gaze.

  “Maybe I’m boring. I don’t know… But things were so simple before you showed up.”

  “I doubt that… But you pursued me.”

  “I know,” Jackie said with a smirk. “And I’m glad I did, for the record.”

  “I just want to say that I’m okay with whatever happens,” Cam said as she mirrored Jackie’s position with her left arm draped across the back of the couch, their fingertips just a few inches apart.

  “Do you really mean that?”

  Cam nodded. “I can’t imagine being in your position right now and as much as I want you… I can wait. Or you know… If you don’t want to wait until the summer, I’d understand that too.”

  Jackie nodded and looked away as she took a drink, her eyes falling on the fire, the glow casting shadows across the room.

  “I have a confession to make,” Jackie said, clearing her throat.

  “Okay…”

  “I’ve never told this to anyone, but I was in the position that you’re in right now, fifteen years ago.”

  “You were with one of your professors?”

  “Yes… Linda… I didn’t give it a second thought though,” Jackie said softly. “I wanted her. She wanted me. I wasn’t nearly as mature as you are. I can’t believe the risks that she took to be with me and I never once thought about putting the brakes on. If anything, I was the one encouraging it to happen in the first place.”

  “Did you get caught?”

  “No.”

  “But you obviously split up.”

  “Yes. It only lasted about six months,” Jackie said as she took a sip of her drink.

  “Did she break it off with you?”

  “Yes… She was married so it was never really going to go anywhere.”

  “Wow,” Cam said as she brought her tumbler to her lips. “I’m kind of surprised.”

  “That I’d get myself involved in that kind of situation?”

  “Yeah.”

  “I wasn’t exactly sensible back then,” Jackie said with a smirk.

  “But you are now?”

  “I thought I was… Now… I don’t even know,” Jackie said, her eyes locking onto Cam’s.

  Jackie leaned forward to place her tumbler on the glass coffee table in front of them, but she didn’t sit back into the cushions. Her hand found Cam’s, resting in her lap. She delicately traced a line across her palm with her fingertips, maintaining eye contact, waiting for Cam’s reaction to her touch.

  Cam’s eyes met Jackie’s in a heated stare and her eyes flickered down to Jackie’s lips.

  Jackie’s hand slipped away from hers and before she could object, Jackie stood up, her hands moving to the hem of her dress, hiking it a few inches further up her thighs as she gently pushed Cam back into the cushions and climbed on top of her, straddling her waist.

  She took Cam’s tumbler from her hand and reached behind her to leave it next to hers. Jackie’s hand slid under Cam’s chestnut hair, cupping her neck as she dipped her head, her lips hovering just above Cam’s.

  Cam’s hands moved to Jackie’s hips as their lips inched closer. Jackie’s lips captured hers in an intoxicating kiss that sent a shiver through Cam’s body.

  Cam couldn’t believe that it had been three months since the last time they’d kissed. Those long months had been torture, and Cam had started to think that she’d never get to kiss Jackie’s lips again.

  Cam could taste the whiskey on her lips as they covered her own again and again. Jackie moaned softly into her mouth as their tongues met in an erotic dance.

  No one was putting on the breaks tonight, of that much Cam was sure. Jackie’s hand cupped her cheek, her other hand lost in Cam’s hair.

  “You’ve been driving me crazy,” Cam breathed between kisses. “Skirts… Dresses. I thought you used to wear pants most days.”

  Jackie’s lips found hers a
gain, her tongue lightly running across her lips as she pulled away.

  “Are you complaining?”

  “Not at all,” Cam said with a half-smile. “Although I’ve been daydreaming about what’s underneath for months.”

  Cam’s hand slid up Jackie’s back, her fingers finding the zipper to her dress at the nape of her neck. Jackie’s lips parted against hers as Cam gently pulled the zipper down, pushing the dress off her shoulders.

  Jackie’s lips left hers, moving to her jaw and down to her neck, kissing her softly before she stood up, letting her dress fall to the floor.

  Cam’s eyes roamed across her toned body and her lacy black lingerie, to her full breasts and the erect nipples pressing up against their constraints.

  Jackie’s hand reached out for Cam’s, pulling her up to stand in front of her. Cam shrugged off her blazer and tossed it on the couch.

  Jackie didn’t say anything. She took Cam’s hand again, leading them down the hall to what Cam hoped would be her bedroom. Cam’s eyes fell to Jackie’s athletic legs and up to her ass as she let Jackie lead the way.

  Jackie pushed open the last door on the left and closed it behind them. A floor lamp in the corner and the light from the bathroom created the mood lighting. In the center of the wall on the left was a king-sized bed, covered in gray sheets and black pillows.

  Jackie backed Cam up against the door, her lips crashing into Cam’s with a burning desire that left Cam breathless.

  Cam’s arms slid around her, running across her back, her nails lightly raking across her smooth skin before letting her hands travel down further to Jackie’s ass.

  Jackie’s leg was in between Cam’s, her thigh pushing up against her sex. Cam knew she was dripping wet already but getting that contact from Jackie made her groan. She needed Jackie to touch her.

  Jackie broke their kiss to lift Cam’s teal tank top over her head while Cam unbuttoned her black skinny jeans, pushing them down her legs.

  Jackie’s lips were on hers again, her tongue eagerly dancing with her own as Cam stepped out of her jeans and kicked them away.

  “I need to taste you,” Cam whispered between kisses as her hands moved to Jackie’s waist, gently backing her up until she was against the edge of the bed.

  Cam reached behind her to unhook her bra, her lips brushing across Jackie’s shoulders as she let the straps fall. Jackie tossed it to the side, reaching for Cam, cupping her cheek and pulling her into a captivating kiss.

  Jackie sat down on the edge of the bed, breaking their kiss, and pushing herself into the middle of the bed while Cam climbed on top of her.

  Cam’s body covered hers, kissing her once more before moving down to her breasts, cupping each of them as she wrapped her tongue around her hard nipple, flicking across it.

  Jackie’s back arched into her as Cam slid further down her body, trailing kisses across her stomach and hips, down to her thighs as she slowly kissed her way to Jackie’s center.

  Jackie’s musky aroma filled Cam’s nostrils as she inched closer, pressing her tongue against her clit through her lace panties, before retreating to kiss the inside of her thighs again.

  Cam’s fingers grasped the thin fabric, sliding Jackie’s panties down her legs and tossing them to the side. Cam’s mouth hovered over Jackie as her hands slipped underneath Jackie to cup her ass.

  Cam’s tongue ran through her folds right up to her clit in one long stroke, swirling her tongue around the sensitive bud. Jackie’s hand ran through Cam’s hair, keeping her there, silently begging her to continue.

  Cam’s tongue caressed her, encircling her clit with long, drawn out strokes then she came back to flicker the tip of her tongue over Jackie.

  Cam knew that she’d come if she didn’t move away. Cam’s tongue was driving Jackie crazy, her free hand gripping the sheets, the other still lost in Cam’s hair.

  Cam pulled away, kissing her way back up Jackie’s body as she slid two fingers inside of her, taking Jackie by surprise.

  Jackie’s back arched into her as Cam’s body covered hers. She cupped Jackie’s breast, massaging it as her thumb grazed across her rock-hard nipple.

  Cam added a third finger as she moved her hand faster, making each stroke count, bottoming out before entering her again.

  Jackie’s hand left Cam’s hair, raking across her back, while her other hand reached for Cam, cupping her neck as she pulled her down into a searing kiss, their tongues wrestling before Jackie pulled away, resting her head on Cam’s shoulder.

  Jackie’s body shook underneath her, grinding against Cam’s palm as she thrust into her one last time. Jackie came hard, her hand gripping Cam’s shoulder as she moaned, her breath ragged, her nails digging into Cam’s skin until Jackie’s body went limp.

  She pulled Cam into another kiss, a slower, more sensual one that left Cam breathless. When Jackie broke the kiss, Cam rolled off her to lie down beside her, brushing a lock of damp black hair away from Jackie’s eyes.

  “I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard,” Jackie said with a smile.

  “Months of pent of desire…”

  “I think it’s more than that,” Jackie said in a husky voice as she leaned in again to brush her lips across Cam’s.

  Jackie was on top of Cam now, reminding herself that there was no rush. She wanted to run her hands through Cam’s folds, but she didn’t want to take this for granted. She had time to slow things down a little bit.

  Jackie’s lips parted against Cam’s, their tongues easily finding each other, while Jackie’s hands roamed across her body.

  Jackie’s hand cupped Cam’s breast, rolling her nipple between her fingertips. She broke their kiss, moving down her body to take her nipple in her mouth, rolling her tongue over it while teasing the other with her fingers.

  “Jackie… Please…”

  Jackie glanced up at Cam. “Yes?”

  “I need you…”

  “Patience,” Jackie said as she dipped her head to continue teasing her nipples, her hand gliding across her body to her hips, caressing her soft skin before moving her hand down a little further.

  Jackie’s fingertips slowly slid through Cam’s folds. She was soaking wet. Cam’s hips rose off the bed, begging her for more than just that light touch.

  Jackie removed her hand, returning her attention to Cam’s breasts, massaging them as she tilted her head up to kiss Cam’s neck.

  Cam’s hand searched for hers, covering it and pushing it down further, away from her breast.

  Jackie kissed her while she wriggled her hand free. “You clearly have none.”

  “Patience?” Cam asked, her eyes burning with desire.

  “Yes.”

  “No… Not today anyway.”

  Jackie’s hands found Cam’s and lifted them above her head, pinning them there behind the pillow with her left hand while she dipped her head, kissing Cam’s neck, trailing soft kisses up to her ear lobe and gently nibbling on it.

  Cam almost laughed. “Jackie… You can’t be serious.”

  “I am… Where’s the rush?”

  Jackie pulled back to see Cam’s face. She couldn’t even form the words. She was completely flabbergasted.

  “Because I want you!”

  “Then be patient,” Jackie said, her lips lightly kissing her chin before moving to her neck and then across her collarbone until she was back to Cam’s breasts.

  Cam’s body responded to every touch, lifting her hips, almost squirming underneath her, wanting more than what she was getting.

  Jackie let go of Cam’s hands and just when Jackie was sure that she’d had enough, she plunged two fingers inside of Cam.

  She was so wet that she easily added a third. Cam’s mouth was open, panting, as she held onto Jackie, her arms wrapped around her as she met each of Jackie’s strokes with her hips.

  Jackie’s hand moved faster and faster, feeling Cam’s walls tightening around her fingers. She leaned down, taking Cam’s nipple in her mouth, biting down gently as Cam
threw her head back, groaning as she came.

  Cam’s hips grinded against Jackie as she rode out her orgasm. Jackie withdrew her fingers and moved further down the bed until she was between Cam’s legs.

  She pushed them apart, spreading her legs a little wider as she leaned in, running her tongue through Cam’s folds and up to her clit.