“Neither have I,” Annie said.
Marti smiled softly at her, her hand sliding up and tweaking Annie’s tender nipple, making her jump, Marti giggled again. “But if this is what lesbians do, and this is how they feel, I’m there!”
Annie laughed. In their heated exhaustion, arms and legs twitching, entwined in each other’s embrace they both drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 10
It was late the next morning when Annie crawled out of bed, untangling herself from Marti. They had made love to each other, and Annie didn’t know what to think. Would their friendship last? What about Tommy? Shit, what about the aching pleasure she felt between her legs? She’d never been so tired in all of her life. She slipped into the shower quietly, hoping not to wake Marti, so she could think for a minute.
She let the water run over her tender breasts. Marti got a little rough with the sucking and tweaking and her nipples were extremely sensitive. The water trickled over her body in sensuous waves, reminding her of both Tommy and Marti’s tongues.
Annie didn’t know what to do. She liked Tommy...a lot. He was everything she had ever wanted in a man, and more. But, that didn’t explain what had happened last night. She loved Marti as a friend, and she had to admit she had never felt as beautiful as when Marti had cupped one of her breasts and pressed her face to it, her eyes in rapture.
Despite that, she didn’t think she was a lesbian. After all, she still really, really liked men. She suddenly didn’t know who she was, or what she was doing. She was torn between wanting two very different people, and she didn’t know which one she wanted more.
Annie rubbed water from her face, and grabbed the soap, deciding she wasn’t going to figure it out here in the shower. She lathered herself up, trying not to think of Marti’s hands touching her or Tommy’s huge cock rocking inside her. She felt a wave of heat between her legs. How could she not think about it? It happened and she loved it. She loved Marti. Just not that way, or did she?
FUCK! What am I gonna do? Marti is my best friend. Coffee. That’s what I need, a good strong cup of coffee and some fresh air to clear this head! She grabbed the shower pouf and lathered it up. As she washed between her thighs, she could feel her lips still swollen from her sexcapade with Marti and as her hand passed over her sex, she shivered.
Suddenly, a soapy hand slid between her legs, reaching up to greet her still swollen pussy. She jumped. “Dammit it, Marti! You scared the crap outta me!”
Marti’s breasts were pressing up against her back, as her tongue lightly caressed her sweet spot, just below her ear. “Shut up,” Marti whispered in her ear as she reached around, grabbed her tender nipple and pulled it between her fingers.
Annie jumped as she spun to face Marti, who protested at the sudden movement, sliding her hand over Annie’s soap-slicked skin. Marti leaned in to kiss her.
“Are you sure you want to do this? I mean, Marti, I do have a boyfriend and I don’t want to lose my best friend because we had a hot girl-night together!”
“Shut up, Annie, you know you like it,” Marti said as she leaned in to kiss her. Her lips caressed Annie’s face, the water beating down on them; Annie wasn’t about to put up a fight and slid her tongue into Marti’s mouth, feeling her hot breath as the two girls kissed passionately.
Annie’s nipples hardened against Marti’s full plump breasts, still so tender as she pulled Marti in tighter, relishing the way Marti’s full body felt against her own. Her hand slipped down to touch Marti’s butt. She toyed with its firmness; she absolutely loved the way Marti’s butt-cheeks bounced and moved against her palm. Annie slid her soapy hand between the two mounds and Marti squealed. God, Annie loved playing with it.
Marti giggled as Annie suddenly turned her around and bent her over; she grabbed the shower wall with both hands as Annie pressed her face into Marti’s curvaceous ass. Marti’s moan rose with the steam, and Annie pressed in tighter, licking her bottom, smothering her face between Marti’s butt cheeks, rubbing the smooth rounded flesh in circles, the sensation driving Marti wild. “Damn, girl! That’s frickin’ hot! Lick me, Annie, lick me all over!”
She reached between Marti’s thighs and pushed her fingers into Marti’s juicy wetness. She lightly flicked her now swollen and exposed clitoris with her finger as Marti bucked and sighed, feeling the sensation of the water on her nipples. Annie’s fingers and tongue were too much. Marti grabbed the wall to steady herself and her knees buckled and her body trembled as she gasped and exploded in the shower, her pussy pulsating, her wetness covering Annie’s hand and face.
“Fuck!” Marti breathed. “You say you’ve never done this before? Shit! What kind of sex strumpet will you be with some practice?”
The hot water streamed over Annie, her body spent from last night and her sex full of desire she really wanted to ignore. The confusion of what was happening was too much to think about.
“Okay, can we be done now?” Annie stepped out of the shower, worried Tommy might stop by.
“Hell no, girlfriend, not quite!” Marti grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her hair and put her robe on.
“Marti, I love you, you’re my best friend, but—”
“Then kiss me,” Marti interrupted. “Kiss me like you love me.” Marti pulled Annie over to her and planted her sweet lips on Annie’s mouth, sucking and rolling her tongue, palming her nipples playfully as she nudged Annie toward the bed, falling onto her back.
“We gotta hurry; I don’t want Tommy to see me like this!”
“Screw Tommy, you are with me now.”
Annie wondered what she meant by that statement.
Marti grabbed Annie’s legs and pulled her to the edge of the bed then knelt down between Annie’s thighs, gently nipping at the soft flesh. Annie spread her legs wider as Marti slid her fingers along Annie’s slit, tracing over her clit and the firm inner lips before darting momentarily into Annie’s pussy and teasing her already swollen sex.
Annie moaned, her wetness growing as Marti slid a finger into her warm, inviting pussy again. Her muscles tightened around it as she flicked her fingertip upward toward Annie’s G-spot. She knew she’d hit it when Annie suddenly jerked and groaned, her hands clutching at the bed below her. Marti toyed a little longer with her G-spot, until Annie was squirming with excitement.
Grinning, Marti moved her thumb over her friend’s clit, making sure to tempt and tease the button before diving back into her wetness. She twisted her fingers in and out, seeing her wriggle with each sensation. She loved watching her friend arch her back in delight, sending her pert breasts high into the air. Annie moaned, her legs quivered with the blissful sensations running through her body.
Marti pumped her fingers in and out a little, sliding them up over Annie’s lips and then back over her ass, moistening everything in her path. She pushed Annie’s legs up on the bed, licking and biting at the soft flesh. Her hand returned to Annie’s clit, rubbing her fingers in small fast circles before she leaned over and sucked it into her mouth. She gently swirled her tongue around the hot little nub, which seemed to reach out, as if it were asking for more attention.
With a sly smirk, Marti moved her finger once more to Annie’s clit, while her tongue and mouth moved down to glide over Annie’s bottom.
Annie was panting and holding her thighs open, her knees in the air. She called out, “Don’t stop, Marti, please… don’t stop!” Marti slid her tongue into her friend’s ass, an agonizingly slow in and out motion, moaning a little as she licked and sucked the entrance. Her fingers dancing and circling Annie’s clitoris as Annie’s breath quickened.
Marti felt the pressure building up in Annie. Her friend was close, very close and Marti was dripping wet just thinking about it. Her fingers stroked Annie’s sex faster and faster, her tongue plunged into her ass just before Annie grabbed the sheets and moaned.
Marti moved her fingers faster and faster, slipping and sliding with the increased wetness. Groaning quietly at first, then louder and loude
r, Annie convulsed as she came in wave after wave of pleasure. Her pussy tightened hard around Marti’s fingers. Marti pressed her finger into her friend’s ass, feeling the contracting muscles of her orgasm pulsing through her body.
When their breathing began to slow, Marti moved her fingers back out, sliding them slowly and gently over Annie’s tender body in sensuous movements before moving her dripping hand up and into her mouth, tasting the juices on it. Annie collapsed to her side, her arms thrown over her face.
After a moment, Marti stretched, leaning back as she eyed Annie. Annie smiled back at her. Her hands slid over Marti’s body in seductive circles. Marti grinned, sat up and pulled Annie close. She looked into her eyes, filled with love and lust. She drew in closer, their tender mouths met, sucking each other’s breath, feeling their thumping hearts, their bodies spent with pleasure.
“Annie, I love—”
“Shhhh! Hush!” Annie suddenly jumped up as she heard a knock at the door.
Chapter 11
“Shit! Someone’s at the door! Marti, stay here and pretend you’re asleep.” Annie quickly grabbed her robe and threw her hair into a towel and ran downstairs to see who it was. She knew it would be Tommy and her heart raced as she opened the door. He smiled that crooked smile of his, and her heart melted. Dang! He looked so good in his faded blue jeans and T-shirt. His biceps stretched his rolled up sleeves.
“Hi, baby. Sorry to just stop by, but I thought you’d like to go to lunch and then check on some designs and materials so you can start working on the house? One of the guys at work has a son who does all kinds of maintenance work. Says he can do it, just let him know what you want and anything custom. What do you say, sexy lady?” He smiled, as he put his arms around her waist and kissed her.
Crap!
“Oh, uh sure! Come in, sit down. I just got out the shower, so let me get dressed and we can go. I think Marti is still sleeping, I’ll be down in a sec….” She trailed off as she ran upstairs.
“Shit! Marti, I told you he was gonna find out!” Annie whispered to her friend.
“Who freakin cares, love, come kiss me!”
“Stop it, Marti, and don’t say anything! I will be so mad at you! Just hush!!” She put on a T-shirt and shorts and ran downstairs.
Tommy was scanning the living room, checking what could be fixed, and what needed replacing. It was a vintage antebellum house and Grandpa had been too old and too tired to do any of the upkeep. Annie didn’t know why he never hired anyone; he obviously had the money to do it. And now she had the money and no one even knew. She kept it a big secret. She was afraid people would treat her differently, especially Tommy.
“God you’re beautiful!” He smiled.
“Thanks, baby, you’re looking pretty good yourself! Where we going?”
“I thought we’d run over to the city and spend the day there. They have some really nice restaurants then we can dive into the home center and check out what we need for the house and have it delivered. It’s only about an hour away.”
“Nice restaurants? Let me go change my clothes.”
“You don’t have to; it’s hotter than hell out there and sticky. The humidity is awful.”
Marti was listening to their conversation and when she heard they were going to the city, she bit her tongue. Yeah, you go to the city, boy, and stay there!
He was right, by the time she got into the car, Annie’s top was clinging to her from the heat and her shorts were stuck to her legs. Tommy opened the door for her as Marti watched from the window, thinking what an asshole he had been to her and why was he so kind to Annie? The pain of what had happened between them a few years earlier still crushed her heart.
They talked on the way over, looking at houses as they passed by, thinking of things they could do with the ranch. Annie knew she had to hire some help for the orchard and maintenance of the house. She just didn’t want the hassle of it all.
“Hey, hon, you think you could hire me some ranch hands to take care of Grandpa’s peaches? I only have the one and with the cows, pasture and peaches, there’s not enough of him to go around.”
Tommy looked at her. “Sure, baby, but how are you going to pay them? Ranch hands aren’t cheap.”
“Grandpa left me some money. I mean if we can just get the place back in working order, I could tell how many people I really need and go from there. What do you think?”
“Anything for my lady.” He smiled. Annie cringed, thinking of her morning with Marti. She would never want to hurt him. Or Marti for that matter. Shit! What was she thinking?
He could smell her perfume and it reminded him of the first night they had made love. She was so soft and tender; he hoped he hadn’t hurt her. His manhood jumped at the thought of her naked body and soft skin. He wanted her and he knew she was going to be his wife. He was going to do everything he could to make sure of it. Everything.
When they got to the restaurant, Annie was famished. She was a pretty good eater for such a small girl and Tommy was impressed at her ability to keep up with him. They chatted about the house and ranch hands and Annie was sure she was falling in love. He was such a sweetheart. He touched her hand as they talked, his eyes sparkled when he looked at her, he opened every door they went through and listened to her change her mind forty times about some stupid lamps. He was the perfect gentleman. Wonder why Marti had such a problem with him? She would have to ask her when she got home.
Chapter 12
Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Tommy hired a few ranch hands and the house was under reconstruction. Annie was surprised at how much needed to be done. She found herself drifting easily into the slow southern rhythm. She found out the owner of the sushi place in town was looking to hire another waitress, so she applied for the job and with her credentials from the previous restaurant she worked at, the owner was happy to have her aboard.
She didn’t need to work, but being home alone while Marti was at her job was getting boring and with the ruckus going on at the ranch, she needed to get away for a few hours a day. Compared to the fancy place she had worked at in L.A., the sushi bar was ridiculously simple, but she found she really liked the slower pace.
Of course, the rest of her life wasn’t so simple. Marti had given up her apartment and moved in with Annie at the ranch. She was supposed to be there helping with the crew, but truth be told, she was there for Annie and her own desires. Annie appreciated the company and she loved playing with Marti until the wee hours of the night, but her feelings for Tommy were getting stronger. She slept at his house nearly half the week, and Marti didn’t like it when she was gone.
Tommy didn’t like the fact that Marti was living there, but he shrugged it off as best he could. He didn’t know anything about what was happening between Annie and Marti, and he sure didn’t want to start a fight with her. She was Annie’s friend and he would just deal with it.
Annie knew the sexcapades with Marti could change her whole life and how Tommy felt about her. She loved Tommy, she loved Marti, but she just couldn’t stop. Sometimes she was afraid to stop. They were just so different. Tommy was serious and sensual. They would make love for hours, with candles and soft music playing in the background. He bought her presents at random moments and he never gave her any reason to doubt his feelings for her.
Marti was all giggles and silliness. They would lie together in the dark like girls at a slumber party, throwing pillows and eating ice cream and then suddenly making passionate, hot love. They explored each other’s bodies like it was a game, and both girls were getting very good at it.
The summer had hit its stride when things began to get out of hand. Annie had been sitting under a fan in the restaurant, trying to stay out of the stifling heat while she waited out the slow afternoon time. The dinner rush would be coming soon, and Annie could only hope it came with a breath of cooler air. The air conditioner simply couldn’t keep up in the humidity.
Her phone rang, and she saw it was Tommy. She smiled. He l
iked to call and text her during the slower times at the restaurant. It was usually less frantic for him this time of day too, and they would chat until one of them got busy again. She loved knowing he thought about her at random times of the day.
“Hey,” she said, knowing he would hear the grin in her voice. “How are you? How’s work?”
“Really good, darlin’,” he said, also sounding happy, but a little nervous. “Look, it’s actually kind of crazy right now, and this isn’t how I wanted this to go. Can I take you out for dinner tonight, so we can talk?”
“Yeah, is everything okay?” Annie said, surprised. Marti would be upset, and she’d have to make it up to her, but this wasn’t like Tommy. He wasn’t that spontaneous. It had to be something important.
“Everything is great, hon,” Tommy said. She could hear shouting in the background, and his voice was suddenly hurried. “I gotta go, I love you and I’ll see you tonight. I’ll pick you up from work. Okay?”
Then, with a click, he was gone, without even giving Annie a chance to say she loved him back. She smiled at the phone. It was nice of him to call when he was so busy, even if it had been worrisome.
She sent a quick text to Marti, canceling their plans for the night. Marti was sure to be pissed. Annie tucked her phone away as a customer walked in the front door, and hurried to get back to work.
Pretty soon the restaurant was full, and Annie didn’t have time to think about much of anything before Tommy was pulling up at the front of the building, dressed in his best slacks and one of the silk shirts she loved so much. This one was a deep green, making the lighter flecks in his eyes brighter. Annie wasn’t actually done. She still had a little bit of cleanup to do, and she smiled at him before returning to work. Tommy whispered quietly with her boss, and her boss beamed.
“Annie, get yourself on over here. I’ll finish up tonight. This man is taking you out on the town!”
Annie smiled, a little confused, but she dropped the cloth gratefully and hurried over. Tommy blushed a little and held out a long flat box for her. “I’m sorry this was so rushed,” he said. “There was a mix-up with one of my friends, and they can only help me out tonight.”
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